#but i finished the brownie and then came back. so it was a me day which mostly includes roaming clueless in a city walking alot food books

[february-academia]

15.01.2024

Happy new year everyone!💗

I wish you all experience good things in 2024. and will eat lots of good food as I did on the 13th of January.

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Scenarios: Stray Kids Maknae Line Finding You Asleep In Their Bed

Scenarios: Stray Kids Maknae Line Finding You Asleep In Their Bed.

~{Hyung Line}~

Pairings: Bf!Han Jisung x Gn!Reader; Best-Friend Felix x Gn!Reader (Friends to Lovers); Seungmin x Gn!Reader (??? to ???); Bf!I.N x Gn!Reader.

Requested By: 🔮 Anon

Warnings: Kisses in all but Seungmin's.

A/n: In Seungmin's reader does not fall asleep on his bed, but the couch. (Fic based on Seungmins scenario)

Words: 2.9k

Han:

Han was at dance practice, texting you during breaks.

You were originally going to meet up for dinner afterwards, but the practice wasn't going well, so he had to postpone.

When he finally got home, he was not expecting what he found in his bedroom.

His bag fell to the floor as he stared at your slumbering figure.

Your bag was on the desk, and you were clad in pajamas. Head to the side, resting on a pillow, eyes closed.

Your laptop was open on your lap, so you had obviously drifted to sleep unwillingly.

He grinned to himself as he quietly walked over to the bed and sat down. He watched you for a few moments, admiring you as his stomach fluttered. Closing and moving your laptop, he debating whether or not he should wake you. He wanted to talk to you, but you looked so peaceful.

Looking over at your bag, he realized you had gone home, gotten your things and came back over. Were you waiting for him to get home? His heart fluttered as he grinned, his chest swelling with emotion.

Slipping out his phone, he took a couple photos of you before he quietly leaned closer and pressed a soft kiss to your cheek.

It was just enough to wake you as your eyes fluttered open. He felt a wave of guilt before you met his eyes and smiled lazily. Stretching, you opened and closed your hands, signaling you wanted a hug.

Han chuckled softly as he laid in your arms, hugging you close. He took in a deep breath, inhaling your familiar scent as the stress of the day began to fade away.

He let his head rest on your chest, "Why didn't you go home?"

"I did. But then I came back. I wanted to see you." You mumbled into his hair, making his heart palpitate. "So I thought we could have a sleep-over."

"Best idea ever." He mumbled making you giggle softly as you ran your fingers through his hair.

He let out a content sigh as he melted into you. Your voice breaking the silence a moment later.

"But, can you do something for me?"

He nodded, "Anything."

"Take a shower, you stink."

Han lifted his head and glared at you, "Hey."

You laughed but he smiled as he climbed off of you. When he came back from his shower, he found you now completely ready for bed, and the blankets pulled aside for him to lie down.

Your eyes were heavy but you had forced yourself to stay awake until he finished with his shower. Han gratefully and happily lied down beside you, pressing a quick kiss to your lips and taking you in his arms. You didn't get to have dinner together, but this was the next best thing.

Felix:

You and Felix hadn't seen much of each-other recently.

Both of you so busy, you with school/work, him with practice and a comeback.

Finally having time, you decided to have a movie night to catch up and relax. "Bestie-night" as he called it.

Though, both of you were secretly nervous and excited. Your hidden feelings for one another almost bursting out of you at every second.

Half-way through the night, Felix got a sweet-tooth and decided to whip up some brownies.

Calling out to you, and hearing no response, he wandered back into the bedroom to repeat his question.

He came to a stop when, instead of finding you engulfed in the movie, you were asleep, curled up with one of Felix's pillows.

Felix didn't know how long he was standing in the doorway watching you. You looked so peaceful and cute he wanted to go over and squeeze you, but didn't want to wake you. His feelings for you seeming to be bursting at the seams, as he desperately wished he could hold you.

Forgetting about the brownies, he tip-toed to the bed and sat on the edge. After pausing the movie, he adjusting the blanket to fully cover you. You mumbled lightly as you adjusted yourself, ending up cuddling against Felix.

His heart palpitated as he stared down at you. Unable to stop himself he gently began tracing lines along your cheek.

The touches eventually woke you and you glanced up at him to find him staring down at you with an adoring smile. You suddenly felt very shy, realizing you had cuddled yourself into his side as he sat beside you.

"How long have I been asleep?"

He shrugged, "I don't know, but it's okay. You looked peaceful. And really cute."

Your face burned at his comment as you covered your face with the blanket and turned over, facing the wall. Felix giggled before he leaned over onto you.

"Are you shy now?" He teased.

"No, shut up." You somewhat muffled voice came from under the blanket.

Felix rested his chin on your shoulder as he spoke softly. "I wanted to cuddle you so badly but I thought you might get uncomfortable."

Your heart pounded heavily as you replied, "I wouldn't."

"No?"

You shook your head, "No."

Felix grinned to himself, and without giving you any warning, laid down behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist. He pressed his face into your neck as he squeezed you.

You groaned a bit from the pressure before giggling, making him chuckle. You laid in silence like this for a moment before you heard Felix speak again as he gently pulled the blanket from over your face.

"Y/n."

"Hmm?"

When he didn't respond, you turned around to face him, your stomach filling with butterflies as he smiled widely when you did. His face now right in front of yours.

"Y/n" He repeated.

You rose your brow, "What?"

"Can I kiss you?"

Your breath caught in your throat, thrown off by his sudden question. "W-what?"

"Can I kiss you?" He repeated, his own nervousness showing as he swallowed harshly.

"You...want to kiss me?"

He nodded softly, "I have for a long time."

Finding yourself nervousness tugging at the blanket you nodded softly, amazed that you were able to respond at all.

Felix's heart jumped as he held back a giddy grin. You rose your eyes to meet his as he began leaning his face closer to yours. Gently, his lips met yours with a soft, quick peck.

He pulled away, watching your reaction to make sure you didn't regret it. "Was that okay?"

You nodded as you repressed a grin and he let out a soft chuckle before he leaned in again. Kissing you a bit harder this time, he resisted the urge to pull you flush against him.

He pulled away with a grin, making you let out a shy giggle. The sound made his heart leap causing him to give in. Pulling you a little closer, he pecked your lips again, and again, and again, making you let out a laugh.

He chuckled before pressing a kiss to your forehead. "I've been wanting this for a long time."

You smiled softly as you admitted the same. Holding you tightly against him as he felt himself drifting, he forgot about the movie paused on the tv, and the brownie mix sitting on the kitchen counter, his thoughts now only of you.

Seungmin:

You and Seungmin weren't exactly friends, and you weren't not friends.

Something akin to attraction lingered beneath the surface both of you refused to acknowledge.

One day, you went to the dorm to relieve some stress after a hard day.

But you found an empty dorm.

Not wanting to go back home just yet, you lounged on their couch, waiting for someone to come back, before eventually drifting off.

When Seungmin came back before the others, he was alarmed but not surprised to see your shoes in the entrance.

You came and went as you pleased. And though he often complained, acting as though it annoyed him. His heart always raced when he saw you in the dorm.

Entering into the room, he halted as he spotted you asleep on the couch. Your face was peaceful as you slumbered, and Seungmin wasn't even aware of the smile that formed on his face.

Softly and quietly, Seungmin set his stuff down before walking over to you. Kneeling down in front of the couch he gently adjusted the blanket that had begun to slide off of you. He wondered why you came to the dorm when it was empty, and he couldn't help but worry something bad had happened.

In moments like this, where Seungmin was looking at you, often when you didn't realize it, he always felt a sense of regret. He regretted never getting closer to you. He couldn't even call himself your friend without doubting it. But he desperately wanted to be more than whatever he was to you.

He admired you, liked your presence, and your company. But he didn't acknowledge it. And he often wondered what things would be like between you if he did.

Would there be a chance to be more?

Hearing the sound of the others at the end of the hall, Seungmin felt a sense of panic. He didn't want them to wake you.

Without really thinking, he found himself scooping you gently into his arms and carrying you to his room. Setting you down on his bed, you mumbled a bit as you readjusted. He let out a soft sigh, glad you had not fully woken.

Quickly going back out and grabbing your things from the living room as the others were unlocking the door, he escaped to his room before they entered.

Why was he being so secretive about your presence? All he had to say is you were sleeping and tell them to be quiet.

Looking at you once more, he admitted to himself it was selfish. A selfish need to be the only one to see you like this.

As the dorm quieted down, Seungmin gently settled on the bed beside you, sitting up against the headboard as he scrolled on his phone. Every once and a while he would steal a glance at you, checking to see if you were still asleep.

When you finally found yourself waking, you were confused to find yourself in a bed. Looking around in confusion, your heart jolted as you saw Seungmin beside you. His head leaned to the side as he slept.

Looking around again, you realized you were in Seungmin's room. Why would he bring you in here? Had the others come back, was that why? So you didn't get woken up?

Your heart raced at the thoughts passing through your mind. You admired Seungmin's sleeping face as butterflies swirled through your stomach.

Deciding he must be uncomfortable, you gently shook his shoulder, causing him to wake up. As his eyes met yours he sat upright, suddenly nervous. He hadn't thought far enough ahead to know what to say when you woke up.

"Ah, you're awake."

You nodded, "Did you bring me in here?"

Seungmin swallowed nervously as he nodded. "You seemed to be pretty tired and when the others came back I didn't want them to wake you."

You smiled at him and his heart flipped. "Thank you." Noticing how dark it appeared outside you sat up. "Though... I should probably go, it looks like its pretty late."

Seungmin shook his head softly, speaking before really thinking. "Its too late, you should just stay the night."

You stared at him for a second as your heart raced. "Stay...Here?"

He nodded silently. "Would that....be okay?"

He nodded again before clearing his throat softly. "I wouldn't feel right letting you go home this late by yourself."

After a moments contemplation, you nodded. "If you're okay with it, I am."

"I am."

"Do you want me to sleep on the floor?"

He let out a soft laugh, "No, just stay there. The bed's big enough."

The air was a little tense as the two of you settled back into the bed. You were hyper-aware of how close Seungmin was, and as nervous as this made you, you still felt yourself giving into sleep again.

Seungmin's heart was beating unevenly as he lied still beside you. He was filled with a mixture of giddiness, anxiety and disbelief.

The silence hung in the air until you both drifted to sleep. Both of you feeling that something had changed between you. You weren't sure what yet, but you were excited to find out.

(Fic based on this section)

I.N:

You and I.N had not been dating very long.

You decided to have an in-side date, while the rest of the guys were out for the day.

The two of you watched a movie, ate some food, wandered down the road to get ice cream, and then played some games as the evening drew in.

Interested in one of the games he enjoyed you watched him play for a while, wanting to learn more, and he was happy to oblige.

But at some point, your exhaustion took hold and you drifted to sleep.

It took I.N a while to notice, finally looking back when you didn’t respond to something he said.

Seeing your fast asleep, he grinned at the sight. Pausing his game, he turned and admired you for a few moments before taking a few quick pictures to tease you with later.

"I can’t believe you fell asleep during our date" He chuckled as he gently caressed your cheek.

I.N rested his chin on the edge of the bed as he admired you, the game on the screen behind him quickly forgotten. His chest felt warm with affection as he gazed at you.

He recalled the excitement and surprise he felt when you agreed to go on a date with him, and confirmed you too, had feelings for him. Something he had convinced himself would never happen.

And when you agreed to be his partner, he was over the moon. He had never been happier. And now, seeing you comfortable enough around him to fall asleep, his heart was bursting with emotion.

Gently reaching out, he poked your cheek, smiling to himself. His fingertips gently began to trace your face. He began at your eyes, then your nose, before he lightly began tracing your lips.

As much as he had wanted too, he had not kissed you yet, afraid it might be too soon for you. But his eyes often found their way to your lips when he was with you. And now, as he gently traced them with his finger, he wanted to kiss you again.

"Your hands are soft"

He almost jumped at your sudden comment, though your voice was quiet. Your eyes slowly opened as you met his gaze and smiled gently.

Jeongin smiled, feeling his ears heat up. "How long have you been awake?"

"A couple minutes."

"Oh." He chuckled as he adjusted himself, laying his face on the bed as he looked into yours eyes. "You fell asleep during our date."

You smiled sheepishly, "I'm sorry."

He chuckled, "It's fine, you're cute."

He could tell his comment made you bashful and he grinned as he reached out again and gently cupped your cheek. "You could stay over you know."

Your eyes widened a little at the suggestion. You weren't opposed to the idea, but you were still caught off guard by the suggestion. "Do- do you want me too?"

Jeongin smiled as he nodded, "Yes."

You smiled softly and nodded, "Then I will."

He grinned, making you giggle softly. Glancing at the clock Jeongin noted it was pretty late. "I'll be back."

When he came back a few minutes later, he was now in pajamas. Your neck and face were hot and heart beating nervously as he climbed into the bed beside you. You noted how he seemed unable to fully repress the grin on his face. As he settled beside you, he stared at you.

You let out a soft chuckle, "What?"

He shook his head softly, "Just glad you're here. And..."

"And?"

"And... I was wondering." He trailed off and you quirked your brow before nodding softly, encouraging him to continue.

"I was wondering if I could kiss you goodnight."

Your heart jumped as you bit the inside of your lip. He was obviously nervous to ask, which made him even more cute in your eyes.

Nodding softly you smiled, "You can."

Swallowing nervously as he pushed down his excitement, he slowly moved his body closer to you. You were almost pressed together, his nose just brushing yours. He stared into your eyes for a moment before his gaze moved to your lips.

He absentmindedly licked his lips before he leaned closer. His lips brushed yours softly before he pressed them fully into a kiss. The kiss lasted a few moments as he almost got lost in the kiss. His lips moving and melding with yours perfectly.

Pulling away with a soft exhale, he met your eyes and smiled. "Goodnight Y/n."

You smiled in return before you cuddled yourself into his chest, mostly to hide the shyness on your face. "Goodnight."

Jeongin chuckled softly as he wrapped his arms around you and pressed a soft kiss to the top of your head. His body quickly relaxed though his heart still beating unevenly from the kiss. Slowly drifting to sleep with you in his arms, he was much more than content.

xx End xx

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HOW YOU GET THE GIRL | CL16

— 01. THE BEGINNING

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summary: in which charles has an embarrassing crush on alex's childhood best friend and everyone meddles. content warnings: faceclaim is taylor hill but you can picture her as you’d like! some cursing. note: hiii i love being a little delulu, so i had to do this. it is also my first time doing a smau for the f1 fandom, so be kind with me! if you see some mistakes please know that english is not my first language and i noticed them once everything was finished, lol. ♡

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yourusername unexpected trip. 🧃

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user1 Alex x Y/N content incoming????

user2 they haven't been seen together in a while user3 i don't think they're friends anymore user4 he left a comment lol

alex_albon brownie's the real star in this pic

yourusername forget about pic credits.

user5 she was in greece a couple of days ago, oh to be rich

user6 and pretty user7 and have famous friends user8 and BE famous

williamsracing Thanks for accepting our invitation, we can't wait to have you with us this weekend!

alex_albon YOUR invitation???

user9 we're sleeping in the fact that she's gonna be in the paddock this weekend for the first time

user10 she's living the dream

TWITTER

Y/N’s IMESSAGE

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yourusername i only came here to drink and watch guys in very fast cars.

📸: @alex_albon who i had to physically drag out of his hotel room after free practice was over.

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user11 caption is so real

user12 she's just like us fr

tchalamet call me next time you're in nyc

user13 ARIANA WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE user14 timmy is doing what all of us want to do

haileybieber pretty girl

user15 idk abt u guys but i see lando in the likes 👀

user16 don't read too much into it user17 they’re probable friends user18 i wanna be her

alex_albon i'm so good at taking pics i should dedicate my life to photography

yourusername please stick to driving

user19 i want their friendship :(

ALEX’S IMESSAGE

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there is no cause in calling or messaging alex, you know he will not answer. not when qualy is just an hour away and he needs to be prepared.

you don’t know where you are. you see the main entrance a couple of meters away, but you can’t remember where to go from there. but you also can’t stand all day in a place you don’t know, surrounded by fans and people too eager to notice how lost you look. the best you can do is walk around and find your way back; if you have any luck you’ll find alex’s garage before he has to go out. to wish him luck and punch him in the face.

you send him one last message, promising to make his life a living hell, and put your phone away.

you’re trying to follow the path you remember in your head, when someone comes barreling into you.

“hey!” the person says a little out of breath. “i was just looking for you.”

you take off your sunglasses to get a better look and it dawns on you that you definitely know this person. or at least you’ve seen him countless of times in your tv, sometimes in alex’s instagram stories too.

“charles!” you really don’t know him, this is definitely the first time you are speaking to him, but you’ve never been so happy to see someone you barely know before. “oh my god, you won’t believe what alex did to me.”

“i know,” he says immediately and you furrow your eyebrows. he shows you his phone, as if that will tell you what you need to know, but when you don’t speak, he smiles hesitantly. you don’t know if the blush on his cheeks is because he was running to get to you or if it’s for a whole different reason. “i saw your story and thought maybe i could help you?”

you process his words for a few seconds, until you realize who really is in front of you. “oh my god, charles!” you exclaim a little louder, drawing attention, and you witness how people begin to notice charles’ presence because of that. he looks at you with confusion on his face, race suit hanging low around his waist. “you’re not supposed to be here, you should be in your car.”

charles’ blush deepens. “yeah,” he says, scratching his neck and avoiding your gaze. “but i couldn’t leave a pretty girl here all alone.”

now it’s your turn to blush, cheeks heating up so much that you’re sure everyone around you can see it.

“let’s go, please. i don’t want to be the reason why you’re gonna be scolded for.”

you walk beside him, trying to give him space as he takes selfies with a few fans that have the courage to approach him. however, charles apologizes with a smile when he sees you a couple of meters away and, as you walk side by side, you can’t help but notice heads turning in your direction and whispers of your name and his.

you fall into an easy conversation that ends up sooner than you’d have liked. but you don’t part ways until his number is on your phone and the promise to text him on your lips.

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yourusername what an incredible weekend! i got to attend my first GP thanks to @/williamsracing (and alex too, he gets mad if i don’t say he had to do with it) and meet new and amazing people. let’s hope this is not the last. 🏎️🤞🏼

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user20 SHE LOOKED SO BEAUTIFUL

user21 mother is mothering

williamsracing Oh no, thank YOU for accepting our invitation and enjoying with us, even if you got lost for a minute. 💙

yourusername it was all alex’s fault alex_albon NO DON'T LISTEN TO HER, THEY ARE FRAMING ME !!!!

user22 everybody calm down… CHARLES IS IN HER LIKES

user23 so it’s true what everyone’s been saying? they were together on saturday??? user24 idk but there are pics of them walking together user25 not my boyfriend trying to steal my girlfriend

romeestrijd you need to take me w you next time. ❤️‍🔥

yourusername we'll have so much fun! user26 does this mean you're going to the next race?

user27 why do people always assume a driver's dating someone when they like a pic??? u’re acting crazy

user28 like friendships between a man and a woman exists, HELLO !?!?

charles_leclerc thanks for stopping by.

user29 CHARLES WHAT user30 Stopping by where? user31 what do you mean?? i mean what do you- what do you mean??

user32 not Y/N replying to all her friends comments and not charles' 🤣🤣

user33 she's too much for him user34 HE'S too much for her x

note: ups, hello to you again… if you make it here, thank u sm! let me give you a lil kiss on the forehead. btw i’m planning on making this a series, so if you liked it please let me know. and if you want to request something, feel free! comments & reblogs are greatly appreciated. 🫶🏼

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Ice Cream - Part Three

Series Title : Younger Sister

Summary : Ollie takes you around the paddock for ice cream

Pairing/s : Oliver Bearman x Norris!Reader, Lando Norris x sister!reader

Word Count: 1.2k

Masterlist Series Masterlist Oliver Bearman Masterlist Lando Norris Masterlist

Previous

Lando was away doing whatever practice he had been told to do, and Ollie waved to you as he stopped outside the Mclaren garage. Grabbing your phone, you jogged out of the garage, hugging Ollie as you met him.

“Hey, ready for that ice cream?” He asked, and you nodded 

“Yeah! Let’s go get some” You smiled walking through the paddock. Ollie had found a little ice cream stand so that you didn’t have to go too far or leave the paddock, which helped ease your nerves a little. 

“What flavour do you want?” Ollie asked as you stood in the queue. Standing on your toes to see the signs moving from side to side a little before Ollie rested his hands on your shoulders to move to to see the board. 

“The tablet sounds quite nice” You smiled, and he nodded

“Or maybe the Jammy Dodger” You added 

“I think I’m gonna try the Chocolate fudge brownie” He smiled, ordering, turning you to get your order

“What are you wanting to try?” He asked 

“Hmm can I try the jammy dodger” You smiled, and he got his card out to pay for the cones.

“I’ll pay for mine” you told him, and he shook his head, paying for the cones before you could even think about beating him to it

“My treat. You can pay next time” He handed you the cone as you started walking with him.  

“Lando dragging you out again?” He asked, and you shook your head 

“He’s doing some sim work tonight, so no. He doesn’t like to go out the night before qualifying he worries too much” You chuckled, and Ollie smiled 

“You going to watch the F2 race?” He asked, and you smiled 

“I don’t know. I have to be able to sneak away from my brothers prying eyes, but maybe if there’s someone wanting me to watch” You hummed 

“What if I asked you to come watch?” He asked, and you looked at him 

“Well I couldn’t exactly say no to that, could I?” You smiled 

“Then will you come watch my race?” He asked, and you smiled, stopping yourself from walking any further 

“I’d love to come watch your race Ollie” You smiled 

“Come on I’ll take you to my garage” He led you through the F1 paddock and into the F2 paddock. Ollie talked you through who raced in each garage and if he was close with them and all the little bits of information that you’d never need in your life. 

It was nice to see Ollie in his element talking about racing it’s the same look Lando gets when he’s talking about it, the same look Flo gets when she’s talking about showjumping and probably the same look you get when you start talking about something you love just as much. 

You couldn’t help but smile at Ollie as he stood in the Prema garage talking you through how everything was different to the F1 garages you didn’t mean to be staring at him but you just couldn’t help it. He was just great to watch. 

“What? Is there something on my face?” He asked, catching you staring at him. You couldn’t help but blush, looking down at the ground 

“You’re cute when you get all excited about things” you hummed, looking back up at him. It was now Ollies turn to blush as he wrapped his arm around your shoulders 

“Let’s head back to the F1 paddock. Lando and Oscar will be back soon, and I’m due back in Ferrari for some testing” He smiled, and you nodded while walking back to the paddock with him. 

“When did you finish school then?” He asked to make small talk as you walked. Obviously, you started off by dming and then texting, but small talk conversations like these never really came up. 

“Couple weeks ago technically, but I finished my exams like three days ago, which is why this is my first race of the season” you explained, and he nodded 

“Well I dropped out, obviously. I think most drivers dropped out” He chuckled, and you smiled with a nod 

“Yeah, Lando wasn’t exactly helpful if I was ever struggling with school” Ollie laughed at that as you stopped outside the Mclaren garage 

“So I’ll see you tomorrow then?” He smiled, and you nodded 

“I’ll probably be here. For Quali definitely, maybe not FP3” you explained, and he nodded, giving you a hug before walking away to the Ferrari garage. You walked inside the Mclaren garage and through to Lando’s drivers room. 

Sitting on his massage table and stretching while playing your music, waiting for Lando to come back. Lando’s drivers room was really boring, nothing there to personalise it but that was his own choice and there was nothing you could do about it. Jon walked into Lando’s drivers room as you were stretching out your back

“Oh hey, Y/N. I was just looking for Lando’s jacket. Typical English weather it’s started raining” He smiled, and you nodded 

“And he gets moody if he’s cold” you added, and he laughed with a nod 

“That’s very true. Do you know where he’s put it?” He asked, and you shook your head 

“His bag is in that corner, so if he’s brought it, then it’ll be in there” You pointed to his bag, which was next to the beanbag. 

“Thanks” He nodded, walking over to his bag

“You okay?” He asked, checking Lando’s bag 

“Yeah. I've just been standing most of the day so my back and ankles are starting to hurt a little” you explained, and he nodded a little 

“Are you sure? Lando overshares a little too much with me. Says you only get back pain when something is wrong” You chuckled a little with a nod 

“Yeah, I’m fine. Some things just don’t need to be shared with older brothers more than the basic details” He nodded slightly 

“Well if you need anything medical or anything like that, just give me a shout, and I’ll see what I can do to help” He smiled 

“Do you have any heat pads” You asked, and he nodded 

“Yeah, do you want one?” He questioned 

“No, not just now. I just wanted to ask in case I need one this weekend” You smiled, and he nodded 

“Okay. I’m gonna go get ready for Lando getting out of the car” You nodded, moving to Lando’s beanbag and curling up on it while watching TikToks. It felt nice being able to curl up on the beanbag the cramps not only in your stomach but also in your bag, so being comfortable helped the most. 

It felt like years before Lando finally walked through the door and into his drivers room to finally leave for the day. He just needed to get changed out of his race suit and fireproofs before you could leave the paddock. 

“You okay Y/N you look in pain?” He frowned, crouching down next to you.

“I’m fine, Lando. I’m just waiting for you so that I can go back to the hotel and have a nap. I’m not used to these long days yet” Lando smiled with a nod.

“Let me just quickly get changed, then we can get you back to the hotel room” You smiled as he handed you the blanket that he kept in the cupboard. Wrapping it around yourself to keep yourself warm. 

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[becca-e-barnes]

Honestly, it might not be everyone's thing but the thought of sweet, domestic free use makes me purr 😵‍💫

Just the thought of baking in the kitchen with some quiet music playing that you can't really hear when the mixer is running. Wearing a cute little dress with an apron on top, knowing that your husband has been enjoying the way the hem flutters just above your knees.

Bucky's always been full of compliments but never more so that when you're making him his favourite sweet treats. He appreciates you. All of you.

"Such a good little wife for me." He's been sitting at the kitchen table, waiting for your mixer to finish incorporating the dry ingredients into your chocolate brownie batter.

With your back to him, he can't see the smile that tugs at the corners of your lips. He can't see the joy you feel at being able to show him how much you love him.

"You're so gorgeous, do you know that?" He's already crossed the space between you, standing behind you and trailing his lips up your neck.

His hands feel huge on your waist and you feel how desperate you are to melt against his broader frame. You're safe and loved and appreciated and it makes you want all of him.

"I think you'll like the panties I'm wearing." You whisper, trying not to look at him as the kisses to your neck pause.

One hand slips from your waist, under the hem of your dress, trailing up the outside of your thighs.

He doesn't know whether to expect lace or cotton or silk or something else entirely but his breath catches in his throat when he finds nothing. No fabric at all. Just more soft, warm skin.

"Fuck sweetheart, you've been at home all day with no panties on?" The hand disappears and you hear your husband undo his belt buckle.

"No, I took them off before you got back." Somehow he likes that answer more. They came off just for him.

"You must've been hoping I'd take care of you." He gives his stiffening cock a few strokes before pulling your dress up and bending you over slightly.

His tip has no trouble slipping inside you, followed quickly by the rest of his length. You're almost embarrassingly wet just from knowing that he was looking at you.

"Just you keep doing what you're doing. Don't let me distract you." He groans as he thrusts into you, enjoying the tight, wet heat of your body and the way you try to turn your attention back to your mixing bowl.

[jaybirdluvr73]

You're my Best Friend (nanami kento x reader)

A longer fic version of this

Best friends to lovers with Nanami Kento. Fluff, a little tiny bit of angst but a Happy ending. Mild spoilers. Set in the early 2000s. I was thinking about what to call this and became inspired by the song "You are in love" by Taylor Swift

a/n: this is my first fic like this, i hope you guys like it. Feedback is super appreciated <3

"You're a…what?", you say in disbelief, trying to figure out if your normally level headed best friend has officially gone insane.

"A sorcerer", Kento says slowly, as if he hasn't fully accepted it either. "In the world, there's cursed energy and some people, sorcerers, are capable of using it. Usually to fight curses." 

Your mouth hangs agape as you wonder if this is some prank he's playing on you. But Kento has never lied to you before. (although he's never claimed monsters and sorcerers were real either.)

"I believe you", you say finally, to Kento's relief, "I mean this sounds completely insane but I trust you."

He finally cracks a small smile before frowning as he remembers something. "That's not all"

"What? Don't tell me aliens are real too"

"They want me to go to a school that trains sorcerers" he swallows before continuing, "in Tokyo"

You feel your heart stop as you realise that means you'll hardly see him anymore. Ever since preschool, the one constant in your life has been Nanami Kento. Sitting in class, eating lunch, walking home, no matter what you did or where you were, he was always by your side. 

You can't pinpoint the exact moment you fell in love with him, you just remember waking up one day and knowing. Maybe it was when he would ask the teachers questions for you in preschool, or in elementary school when he tried to bake you a cake by himself for your birthday. It might have been when he started reading all your favourite books so he could talk about them with you or when he spent half an hour trying to win you a teddy bear at an arcade. You may not know when you fell in love with him but you do know that loving Nanami Kento came as naturally as breathing.

"Promise you'll come back to visit", you say, trying to offer a smile. He nods, swearing that he'll never break a promise to you.

Nanami Kento remembers the exact moment he fell in love with you. It was fourth grade and your tenth birthday was coming up. He spent days looking up recipes and baking tutorials so that he could bake you the perfect cake. He spent hours on it. By the time he finished, his mom joked that there was more flour on him than in the cake but it was worth it to see the look on your face when he sowed it to you. The cake didn’t turn out great, the layers were uneven, the frosting was grainy and the entire thing was lopsided. When you saw it, you immediately started tearing up. At first he started apologising because he thought it was so bad that it made you cry. But then you threw your arms around his shoulders smiling widely and told him that nobody had ever done something so nice for you before. From that moment he knew that he wanted to spend the rest of his life making you smile like that. 

“- and  I put some of the new Fall Out Boy songs on the playlist too. The new album isn’t their best but”, you stop as you see a strange look on his face. “What’s wrong Ken?” 

“Nothing’s wrong it’s just,” he pauses then says, “You’re my best friend”

“The cheesecake was good but I think next time I want to try the brownie”, you say, shivering as you step outside the new bakery Kento brought you to. “I told you to bring a jacket, " he says, frowning while he takes off his sweater to give you. 

“I didn’t think it would be this cold!” you say trying to defend yourself as you tell him to keep his sweater on so he doesn’t freeze. “I’m not feeling that cold anyway”, he says as he forces the soft material into your hands. 

You put it on, closing your eyes as you feel the warm embrace of the fabric. “It smells like you”, you say before clarifying, “in a good way, I mean.” He just laughs and shakes his head before walking you back home. 

He laughs the same way years later, when you reveal that you slept in the sweater for a week, only stopping once it didn’t smell like him anymore. 

“Kento I know you’re in there!”, you shout, knocking on his bedroom door. “Your mom told me you were home.” He opens the door with a sigh before looking down at you and asking what you were doing here. As he gazes at you, you notice the deep eyebags that weren't there before, and a hardness in his eyes that you’ve never seen before. 

“I’m here because my best friend disappeared! Because you haven’t responded to my texts, or IMs or emails for weeks and I needed to know that you were okay”

“Well you can see that I’m fine. Thank you for checking on me, but you can go now.”

“Fine? Really” , you scoff, pushing your way into the dark room. “You won’t talk to me, your parents told me that you barely say a word to them and you clearly haven’t been sleeping! I want to help you Ken. I want to be there for you but you keep pushing me away.” Your voice softens before you continue, “I know you and Haibara were really close. I can’t imagine how you must be feeling right now”

“Exactly, you don’t know how I’m feeling right now and I hope that you never do”, he yells , “I’ve seen what this life can do to people, I’ve seen the toll it takes on the people left behind. I could die at any moment while on a mission, and I don’t want you to have to feel that kind of loss! I love you too much to put you through that! It’s better this way.” 

“Better for who Kento? Because I’m already miserable without you and you don’t seem to be doing much better! I know that being a sorcerer is dangerous and that something could happen to you. But isn’t it better to have loved and lost than to live life alone, because you’re worried about what might happen?”, you feel tears welling in your eyes before you continue, “I’m in love with you Kento and I don’t care how risky your life is. I’m willing to face any amount of pain if it means keeping you in my life. I would rather have you, and risk losing you, than not have you and lose you anyway.”

Kento feels his world stop spinning as soon as the words ‘I’m in love with you’ spill out of your lips. His mouth hangs open as he tries to figure out what to say. The only words that he manages to get out are, “Can I kiss you” as he leans closer. You nod slowly as you move towards him. 

You can feel his breath tickle your face before his lips finally descend to capture yours. Something warm grows in his chest, like the first flowers of spring blooming after a long winter. The entire world around him disappears as he feels your soft lips dancing against his own. His hands move gently to cup your face as he deepens the kiss. You snake your arms around his waist, feeling the soft caress of his hands on your cheeks. Feelings left unsaid for years come bubbling up and overflows.

When you two finally break apart to breathe, you notice a familiar look in his eyes. And this time, you knew what it was. 

He is in love

a/n: I'm not a huge fan of the title banner i made but lmk what you guys think.

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[maxwhathappened]

The urge to send more is strong but I will not overwhelm you😭🫶🏻

Driver - Franco (idk if you write for him so if not Max)

Dish - cup

Flavors - lemon sorbet, pineapple sorbet, Rum Raisin

Drinks - brownies, mint syrup, peanut butter cups, white chocolate syrup

thank you so much for (both) requests. I am a much slower writer than you but i hope you enjoy this!

Order #2

pairing: Franco Colapinto x reader

warnings: smut 18+

word count: 1,765

order:

cup - smut

flavors

lemon sorbet - “Get back in bed right this instant!”

pineapple sorbet - “You can be so good when you want to. Why aren’t you good all the time?”

rum raisin - “Getting a little tired? Too bad.”

toppings

brownies - mint syrup - peanut butter cups - white chocolate syrup

soft dom! driver - hair pulling - spanking - aftercare

You woke up to the smell of breakfast and coffee. It didn’t take you long to find out where they’d come from. As you stretched your arms and opened your eyes Franco walked into the room with a tray that had a glass of juice, coffee, warm pancakes, and a single daisy in a vase. 

“Good morning, amor,” Franco greeted with a smile. “I made you breakfast.” 

“I see that,” you said with a giggle. “Why are you being so sweet, baby?” You asked as he placed the tray on your lap. “Did you do something?” 

“It’s our anniversary,” Franco said. 

“Our anniversary is in three weeks,” you replied. 

“It’s the anniversary of the day we met,” He explained. 

“You remember what day we met?” You asked. 

“It was a very important day, amor,” he answered. He settled next to you on his side of the bed. 

“You’re the best boyfriend anyone could ask for,” you praised. Franco smiled. He leaned over and pressed a soft kiss to your lips. “Eat. I have plans for you,” he instructed. You raised an eyebrow. 

“What kind of plans?” You asked. 

“You will need energy for them,” Franco said and winked at you. You rolled your eyes but started to eat your breakfast. Franco watched you fondly as you ate. You had grown accustomed to his staring and said nothing about it. When you finished you picked up the tray and started to climb out of bed. 

“What are you doing, mi amor?” Franco asked quickly. 

“The dishes,” you answered. 

“No, you’re not,” he said. “I’ll do them in a little bit. We’re not done in the bedroom.” You laughed as you started for the door. Franco was in front of you in seconds though. He took the tray from you and put it on the table by the window. “Get back in bed right this instant,” he instructed you.

“Why don’t you make me?” You teased him. Franco chuckled before he grabbed your hips and picked you up, taking the few steps you’d made it away from the bed and throwing you down on your back. He pulled off the loose t-shirt he’d been wearing and you took in the sight of his muscular abs and chest. He looked like he was cut from marble and your eyes greedily drank in his body. 

“You see something you like?” He asked smugly. You smirked. 

“Not really,” you answered. Franco smiled to himself as he slid off his underwear.  

“So, you do not want to be a good girl today then?” He asked. His tone wasn’t mean. He was entertaining your disobedience for now. He climbed onto the bed and hooked his fingers in the waistband of your panties. He pulled them off in one swift move and then tore your shirt off your body as well, leaving you both bare. 

“Why don’t you make me be good?” You taunted him. Franco smirked. 

“I can do that, pretty girl,” he said. Before you knew it he was seated on the edge of the bed and he had grabbed your body, roughly pulling you over his lap. You were laying face down against the mattress, bent over Franco’s knees. You turned and looked over your shoulder at him as his hand gently found your ass, rubbing tenderly against the sensitive skin. A silent look passed between the two of you that told Franco he was free to do as he pleased. He smirked at you just before his hand came down against your ass, delivering a sharp spank against your skin. You moaned loudly. 

“Moaning? Don’t tell me you like it when I punish you,” he teased you. 

“Please, Francie,” you whimpered. 

“Aww, listen to you,” he cooed. “Already giving in.” 

“Another one, please,” you begged. Franco gave your other ass cheek a smack, the sting spreading through your body. 

“What do you say?” He asked you. 

“Thank you, sir,” you praised him. Franco rubbed his hand against your ass.

“You can be so good when you want to. Why aren’t you good all the time?” He delivered another two smacks, one after the other. You whimpered and Franco laid another spank on you. You bent your knees, shocked by the pain, your feet shooting into the air. Franco reached out and ran his hand along your calf to soothe you. He smacked you three more times before you were reaching behind you to ward him off. He grabbed your wrists, pinning them behind your back. 

“No more, Francie. It hurts,” you cried. “Please just fuck me.” 

“Desperate little thing,” Franco murmured. He gave your ass two light taps, signaling for you to get up. “On your knees.” You moved off his lap, and crawled to the center of the bed, settling on your hands and knees. He settled behind you and gripped your hips, pulling you exactly the way he wanted you. One of his hands left your hip and went to slide between your legs. He rubbed two fingers against your pussy and moaned to himself. 

“So wet,” Franco purred. He spread your cheeks wide and spit onto your pussy anyway. You gasped at the feeling of his spit hitting your cunt. 

“Franco, please!” You cried. “I need you!” 

“Shhh, shh, shh,” Franco hushed you. “You’re gonna get what you want. You know that, princessa.” You whined in protest and Franco gave your ass a light slap. You yelped and scooted away from him. He grabbed your hips, keeping you from getting away. 

“Francie, I’m sore,” you complained. 

“You are gonna be sore in other places when I’m done with you. Now be good. I am tired of the attitude,” he instructed. You closed your mouth. His threat wasn’t empty. If you were too bratty he could make you regret it. 

“Yes, sir,” you answered obediently. You shifted back into Franco’s grip. You arched your back, pushing your ass up into the air and shaking it slightly. “Please, sir?” You begged. Franco chuckled. 

“Okay, mi amor,” he agreed. The tip of his cock pressed against your pussy lips and you sucked in a breath, bracing yourself for the stretch of his cock. He ran a hand up your spine, softly caressing your skin. “Relax, baby,” he cooed. “I will take care of you.” He slipped into you, his warm, hard cock filling you till you finally felt whole. 

“Franco,” you gasped under your breath when his hips were pressed against you, his full length inside you. Franco leaned forward, pushing himself slightly deeper and you moaned. He reached out and gathered your hair in his hand. He tugged at it as he leaned back, making you arch your back and push against him at a better angle. His other hand moved to your hip, steadying you. You whined and clenched down on him, tired of his teasing. 

“Be good,” he ordered firmly. Before you could complain he was moving his hips, making slow and deep strokes, his tip pressing into your g spot with every thrust. His hand was still in your hair, tugging you towards him. He pulled harder, drawing you away from the mattress, your back pressed to his chest. Franco released your hair and his arm went around your front, groping at your breasts and touching every inch of you. He kissed the spot where your neck connected with your shoulder as he slammed into you. 

“Franco, I’m close,” you whimpered when his hand slid to your clit.

“I know, princessa,” he murmured into your neck. “Let go.” With his consent you came hard around him, your cunt tightening around his thick cock as your body pulsed with pleasure. Franco groaned. “You get so tight when you cum on my cock.” 

“Feels so good,” you cried, pushing away from him to collapse onto the mattress. He fucked you through your orgasm before pulling out and flipping you over. You looked up at him as you caught your breath. Franco smiled at you. 

“Getting a little tired?” He asked. You nodded, unable to speak. “Too bad,” he told you. He shifted your body till he had you where he wanted you and positioned himself between your legs. He lifted one of your legs, hooking it over his hip before he slid into you again, leaving you no time to adjust. 

“Oh! Franco!” You gasped as you felt Franco inside you again. He chuckled smugly. 

“Did I surprise you, mi amor?” He teased you. You answered in a strangled whine as he began speeding up his thrusts. 

“You’re so fucking big,” you whimpered as you hooked your other leg around him. His hand slid to your thigh to hold it in place. He loved to have you wrapped around him while he was inside you. 

“Gonna cum inside of you,” Franco murmured. He leaned down to kiss you. The kiss was messy and wet and full of tongue but as his cock pressed into your special spot and his body rubbed against your clit, you fell apart again. Franco moaned when he felt you tighten down on him for the second time and his hips stuttered. He made two more thrusts before he was cumming. You felt him filling your pussy and tightened your legs around him, pulling him in close as he emptied himself inside you. He let his body fall down against yours when you both came down from your highs.

“I love you,” Franco murmured and kissed your neck. You hummed happily and kissed the top of his head. 

“I love you too,” you told him. He pressed a few more pecks to your neck before he rose from the bed. He returned with a warm towel and wiped you up before climbing back into bed with you. He slid in behind you, his chest pressed to your back. He moved your hair to the side and kissed the back of your neck. 

“Can we stay in bed all day?” You asked. 

“We have a dinner reservation,” Franco said. “But we don’t have to do anything till then.”

“Good,” you replied. “I just want to stay right here in your arms.” Franco gave you a squeeze. 

“We can do that, princessa,” he promised. “We can do whatever you want.” You rolled over in Franco’s arms till you were facing him. You looked into his beautiful eyes and he smiled at you.

“What about what you want?” You asked. Franco kissed your nose. He tucked your hair behind your ear and gently ran his thumb over your cheek. 

“The only thing I want is you.”

[housecow]

i have a lot of cute ideas

my feeder travels a lot—he’s lucky enough to have a job that can take him all over the world. his cow, however, cannot really follow.

i outgrew a regular plane seat sometime after 300lbs. we discovered that after a particularly fruitful trip to spain; although eating our way through each city racked up a lot of steps, the funnel sessions and late night snacking really did me in. neither of us were really surprised that my hips just didn’t quite fit. rather, i could tell it was all he could think about the entire way back. his hand on my soft thigh, slightly clenched and almost possessive… the way his eyes flickered to mine and there was this look.

our trips together became rarer but neither of us minded. as i’d grown, a lot of what we used to do together faded. i couldn’t keep up on the hikes, biking was out of the question, and even the long walks we enjoyed wound up split by breaks so i could catch my breath.

throughout it all, however, my feeder just grew more enthusiastic. he’d tell me he was so proud after we made it back to the hotel each night. his hands would massage my softened shoulders, he’d hold the shake to my lips, and he’d coo into my ear, “it’s okay, i won’t make you do this again,” “there’s a buffet tomorrow morning,” or, “you can really feel how fat we’ve made you now, right?”

i’d melt with whatever he said and he’d fill me up, every way i needed. funnels and shakes, expansive platters of pastries… him inside me, i’m so full and he’s telling me how good i’m doing for him, my belly touching the bed while he’s breeding me…

neither of us minded when we had to do things separately. he’d be off on a trip, sending me photos of the views and the food (“wish i could be feeding you these!”), and i’d return the gesture. belly pics, selfies of my fatass planted on the couch working on the last bit of the gallon of ice cream that was supposed to last the week, meal ideas and articles and excitement about all he’s getting to experience.

the best part, however, is when he’d get back. over the longer trips i’d have settled in a bit too much. nothing was overly dirty, of course, but the fridge was overstocked with takeout. i’d finished almost everything and move on to whatever was next, absentmindedly leaving behind remnants of everything i’d made my way through. the trash would be full of boxes and candy wrappers, vegetable skins and soda cans, too. and he'd be able to see what it all did to me.

i was bigger every time he came back. it wasn’t too obvious, maybe just a pound or two, but it was enough to excite him. he’d admire the way i had to focus and gather momentum to heave myself out of the car, how my belly hang hit my thighs just enough to make a sound when i tried to move quickly, and how he could always count on me to gorge myself while i missed him.

he never made a comment though. but every time before he left the pantry would be replenished—zebra cakes, brownies, chips, pasta, sauce, boxed mac n cheese, everything he could think of would be left there for me.

he once said, “i won’t let a moment pass where you can’t reach for something to eat,” and it was true. a candy bowl mysteriously appeared on the coffee table one day, each time i reached the bottom it’d be refilled. the mini fridge side table was “cute and functional,” he reasoned, as he showed me where the sodas and premade shakes were going. i’d thank him, a soft kiss and several grateful expressions, before admitting that i was relieved at having one less trip to the kitchen now when i was settled in.

and he’d just smile. enabling a cow like me is easy, he just has to set the food out. i know what to do.

[mj0702]

For the mean woman. ...

“Bubs…. What are you doing at 3AM in the kitchen?” Lucy asked sleeping as she stumbled into the kitchen

“Couldn’t sleep” you mumbled concentrating on your task at hand measuring some sugar and flower

“Bubs come on” your sister tried to coax you out of the kitchen back to bed

“I need to finish this” you push Lucy to the side grabbing some Lemons and eggs

“It’s 3 in the morning Bubs… you can finish it later” Lucy tried again taking the eggs from your hands

“Gimme that” you snapped at her trying to get back said eggs “I’m in a flow”

“Flow back to bed” your sister said trying to push you out of the kitchen

“Why don’t you go back to bed and stop annoying me” you rolled your eyes

“Don’t come crying to me if you’re tired later… you have gym time with Alexia” Lucy held her hands up in surrender retreating back into her bedroom

“Why doesn’t she get it?” you mumbled to yourself starting to mix ingredients

“What on earth happened in here??” Ona exclaimed shocked seeing the state of her kitchen Lucy looking around the corner smirking

“Bubs couldn’t sleep” your sister said smirking

“And she decided to… wait… is this Coca de San Juan??” the spaniard pointed at a cake that was placed on the kitchen island

“Coca what?” your sister asked confused

“Coca de San Juan… it’s a Catalonian pastry… you had it ah one of our first dates in Barcelona… wait… are these.. Catànies?? What is going on? Where’s y/n??” Ona looked at all the pastry dishes scattered throughout the kitchen between dirty cups, mugs and bowls.

“Dunno… I tried to get her into bed at three…. Wouldn’t come with me” your sister said as she popped one of the small chocolate ball into her mouth “Shit these are good”

“Let me try” your sisters girlfriend said eagerly grabbed one of the small deserts “Ay dios… these are so good…. I can’t believe it”

“She tries to fish for brownie points… be aware… she might want something” Lucy pointed out chewing another Catànie.

“We need to find…” Ona said as you stumbled into the kitchen “… Bebita… bon dia”

You grumbled something inaudible and went straight for the coffee machine groaning even louder when it didn’t do what you wanted. You even went as far as slapping the metal container a few times before Lucy stepped in guiding your whining self away from it while Ona took the task of making coffee for you. When the blonde spaniard came into the living room a few minutes later a steaming cup of coffee in her hand you already where asleep again sitting in your sisters lap koala hugging her.

“What’s up with her?” Ona asked a little confused holding out the Mug to her girlfriend who took it gladly taking a sip before answering

“Don’t really know… but I THINK she’s still working on the aftermath of what happened in Munich” Lucy said lowly not wanting to wake you up

“That was nearly four weeks ago” the blonde spaniard said as she sat down on next to Lucy and you carefully tracing your face with her finger

“And it was nearly four YEARS of bottled up hurt and pain… Izzy on Grey’s Anatomy always baked when she was struggling… maybe Bubs is a real life Izzy” Lucy answered as you sagged even more against her a content sigh leaving your lips

“True… but honestly Luce… what she made is even better than what you get in Cafés here… I wonder where she got the recipes from” Ona mused

“Probably Google” your sister shrugged as she carefully peeled you off her laying you down on the couch so she could get ready for the day

“I swear Alexia… her Catànies are sooooo good” Ona raved and Lucy nodded along for good measure

“I believe you Ona… question is… where is she? We had an appointment in the gym” Alexia said

“Here… taste one” Ona said shoving a container under her captains nose

“Ona…” Alexia said carefully pushing the blondes hand back a little “… we’re in the middle of trai…”

“Uh… Catànies!!!” Mapí exclaimed excited grabbing a handful of the small pralines

“María León” Alexia scolded “Don’t you dare eat them in the middle of training”

“Ay dios… these are GOOD… where did you get then?” Mapí moaned happily after she shoved the whole hand into her mouth ignoring Alexia completely

“Bebita made them” Ona said happily a wide proud smile on her face

“NO WAAAAAY” the tattooed spaniard exclaimed

“WHERE IS THE CARIÑO?!!!” Alexia boomed interrupting the chit chat of her teammates

“On the couch” Lucy said as she walked passed playing upsies with a stray ball

“Why?!” the blonde captain asked

“I tried to get her into bed at 3 but she didn’t want to… so I let her be and this morning she was so dead we left her at home” your sister explained passing the ball to Keira who was on the other side of the field

“We had a gym appointment” Alexia said raising her eyebrow while she aggressively ripped the container with the Catànies out of Onas hands much to Maps disappointment

“Hey” the tattooed spaniard exclaimed trying to get the sweets back

“No… you were eating the whole time…. You’re going to be sick and then you’ll whine how bad you’re feeling and whine even more when I tell you it’s your own fault “ Alexia snapped at her friend

“Because you never have any sympathy for anyone” Mapí huffed but decided to go and find her girlfriend so she could complain about how mean Alexia was

“She was dead on her feet Ale…” Lucy said softly “… she’s still a kid who’s hurting a lot… a day off won’t change anything”

“I’m worried she’ll do something stupid if we don’t keep her occupied “ Alexia said

“I know… and I feel the same Ale… but we can’t keep an eye on her 24/7… she’s a wild one” your sister said smiling a little

“Oh I noticed” Alexia smiled back “… she yelled “Stranger Danger” at Olga the first time they met”

“Yeah… sounds like Bubs” Lucy laughed as she spotted you stumbling through the tunnel “… your date is here Capi”

Alexia turned around to see you stumbling out of the tunnel trying to get your cleat over your foot while hooping on your Jersey inside out a big Bayern Munich logo printed on the shorts you were wearing

“I’m sorry I’m late… they left me behind” you said panting hard as you reached Alexia “As soon as I get my stupid cleat on I’ll run me laps”

“Calm down Cariño…” the blonde answered grabbing your shoulders to ground you “Breath for me… good… again”

You took a few deep breaths before Alexia released her grip on you

“There we are… everything is good okay… no laps… you can go warm up and stretch – properly I might add since you like to keep that task as short as possible and then you can come in for a little kick around okay” Alexia said softly seeing how much it actually stressed you out

“I… I… I… okay” you said a little defeated walking away thinking you disappointed Alexia

“Cariño…” the blonde spaniard called after you “… back”

You immediately turned on your heels slowly walking back to her

“Yeah?” you asked carefully

“I’m not disappointed… I’m not mad… nor am I punishing you… I want you to warm up properly and then come join us at training… if you feel the need for a little gym session afterwards we can do that” Alexia said soft but firm immediately knowing where your head went

“And we’ll get you some different shorts… supporting the enemy…” she winked at you and you looked down noticing the logo

“Yeah well… I was way behind the enemy lines… had to take a trophy piece” you smirked as Alexia lightly slapped your ass signaling you to go warm up

“Come on Lucy” you yelled laughing “Even blind Grandma T would’ve made that goal… Carata Kid was WAY off her line”

“Excuse me??!!!!” your sister exclaimed shocked but everyone heard she was just playing along

“You’re shit… I don’t know why they pay you so much money” you laughed but then squealed as you saw your sister running at you

“Come here you semen demon” Lucy yelled as she was chasing after you

You where cutting through the players and staff laughing loudly even going so far playing catch around Aitana who stood there frozen in place. Everyone was laughing until Jona whistled loudly putting a halt on your little game.

“So Bebita… where did you get the recipe for the Catànies from?” Ona asked you in the locker room where you currently were changing for gym time with Alexia

“Which what where?” you looked at her confused

“The Catànies” the blonde spaniard answered

“Huh?!” you asked even more confused by the second

“The chocolate thingies you made last night” Lucy clarified huffing

“Oh… no recipe… Luce brought them Home one night and I just tried to recreate the flavor and texture” you shrugged nonchalantly pulling on your shoes before standing up and leaving

“What did she mean “no recipe”??” Ona looked at Lucy confused

“Don’t ask me… I don’t know what she’s talking about half the time” your sister shrugged

“Keira?” the blonde spaniard turned to her friend

“Bitsy is good like that… just accept it” Keira waved off

“But these are SO good… how can she make them without a recipe???” Ona tried to understand how you made something this tasty without any help

“Don’t question it Ona… Bitsy does a lot of things nobody understands” Keira said

“Buenos Aitanas!!!” you yelled happily pushing open the gym doors

“Didn’t I tell you over and over and OVER again to not call it “Buenos Aitanas also…” Alexia rolled her eyes “… inside voice”

“Someone is short of an orgasm” you mumbled to yourself pulling a face at Alexia

“Mind to repeat that so I understand it as well??” the spanish captain asked raising an eyebrow

“I said let’s get started… I have a pool and a nice bottle of red waiting for me” you smiled sweetly

“I know you haven’t said that… I also know you won’t touch a bottle of red until you’re 18 at least… I’ll make sure of it” Alexia said but pointed to the pull up bar

“Yeah well Lucy wanted me to die a virgin… didn’t work out…” you said before jumping a little bit to get to the bar

“I’m not interested in your virginity… now come on… concentrate on your breathing…. 3 sets of 10… take your time… I want you to at least take 2 seconds between each pull up… 3 minutes between every set” Alexia said firmly and saw how your energy changed immediately as you started to focus on your task

“Good Cariño… that was very good” Alexia said proudly crouching next to your head “… you want to continue?”

“Give me a minute” you panted out hard sweat covering your body “I can do more”

“Okay and we’re going to stop right here” Alexia said immediately recognizing your competitiveness

“What why??” you sat up your breathing still fast and Alexia pushed you back into a laying position

“Because your statement is acted on competitiveness and not on your health… we’re here to stabilize and strengthen your knee… not to set you back” the blonde captain said firmly her hand on your chest and with the little pressure she provided you immediately felt calmer

“Gracias mamá” you closed your eyes while your breathing calmed down – you knew Alexia was right

“I’m too young to be your mother… also… you’re an impossible task … that wouldn’t happen if you were mi niña… you would be so well behaved” Alexia chuckled

“Lucy tried her best… like with that own goal at… wherever you guys were” you waved off your eyes still closed and Alexia started laughing

[sunny44]

Lemonade for Carlos

Pairing: Carlos Sainz x wife!reader x mom!reader

Warnings: mentions of difficulties of getting pregnant

Summary: Your’s and Carlos daughter wants to sell lemonade to buy him a birthday present, so you help her set up a lemonade stand.

I was just finishing the pancakes for breakfast when I heard Eva's rapid footsteps coming down the stairs.

"Mommy." She says, entering the kitchen. "Can I buy a present for Dad? For his birthday."

"Sure, have you thought about what you want to buy? We can go today if you want."

"But I don't have any money."

"I'll buy it for you, my love don’t worry."

"No, I want to buy it with my own money."

"And how are you going to get this money?" I asked, putting her in her chair and leaving the plate of pancakes on the table.

"I'm going to work." She says innocently.

"What are you going to work at?" I asked, pouring her a juice.

"Selling lemonade, a friend of mine from school said she got money to buy a doll by selling lemonade."

"Do you want to sell lemonade in front of the house?" She agrees.

"Please mommy, tell me I can." She looks at me with those same big brown eyes as her father.

"All right, we'll buy things after breakfast and set up your stand in front of the house."

...

After breakfast we get out of the house and went to the store to buy the necessary supplies, we bought lemons, sugar and colorful paper for a sign.

Eva couldn't contain her excitement as we set up a lemonade stand in our front yard.

After setting up we sat down and waited for the first people to come by and buy.

She wanted to write on the sign "Lemonade for Carlos" and when people came to buy she explained that she was selling it to buy a birthday present for her dad.

Obviously her cute face and speech moved people who ended up buying the lemonades and I had also made some cookies and brownies that she was selling too.

We were at the end of the day when Carlos arrived, as the race was here in Spain this weekend, the team was organizing here so he was in a meeting all day.

"What are you two doing?" He asks and as soon as she sees him she starts to smile.

"Daddy." She runs up to him who, after taking her in his arms, walks towards me and starts laughing at the sign.

"Lemonade for Carlos?" He asks.

"Yes, mommy and I sold lemonade so I could buy you your birthday present." she said excitedly and I could see that he loved her attitude.

"Oh baby, I love what you've done." She smiles and hugs him tighter.

"Well, we've finished work, so what do you say we go in, have a shower and celebrate with pizza?" They both agreed and that's what we did.

...

Eva was already asleep and I was lying on our bed sending the photos of the lemonade stand to Carlos' mother, who thought it was very funny that her granddaughter had come up with the idea.

"Are you going to sleep yet?" He asked, lying down next to me.

"Actually, I was going to read a bit, but if you want to talk." I say, putting the book in my nightstand and turning to him.

"Whose idea was that? The lemonade thing?"

"Your daughter's." I say and he smiles. "She came down today asking if she could buy you a present and I said I'd give her some money but she didn't want to and said she'd work to get the money."

"I love that little girl more than anything." He says sighing and smiling at the ceiling.

I remember very well the day I told him I was pregnant, we'd been trying for a while but it wasn't working. It had been a difficult few months for us, with the problem of getting pregnant, Carlos busy with work and stressed that the Ferrari wasn't good this year.

So I had tests done because I thought the problem was me and that I couldn't get pregnant but when the tests came back clean it added more stress to Carlos because he started to think the he was the problem.

So on the day he went for the test I stayed at home and took advantage of the fact that I was feeling unwell and took the test out of conscience and it turned out I was pregnant. I did a few more to make sure and when they all came back positive I spent the whole time Carlos was away crying and when he came back I told him and he started crying with me, both with relief and happiness.

"I know you do." I said, hugging him. "And I love you for it."

"Do you want more?"

"More what?"

"Children." He says, taking me by surprise.

It's not as if I hadn't already thought about having more children, but Carlos never showed that he wanted more. I think the fact that he gave Eva all the attention in the world made me think that he only wanted her.

"Maybe, do you want more?"

"Before Eva I thought about having more but then we had the problem of having her so when you got pregnant I was content that we'd just have her and I put all my attention and effort into making that little girl happy, but then over the years I started to think that I want to do it again and that I want her to have someone else with her when we're not here anymore." He says sincerely.

"I also want more children with you." He smiles."I never said anything because you never showed that you wanted more children and I see how dedicated you are to Eva."

"But if you wanted more children, why didn't you tell me?"

"Because as much as I wanted to, it's not something I'd regret if I didn't, I love you and our family so much and I am really happy with what we have."

"I love you too and we don't need to decide anything now."

"I know." He smiles and kisses me.

"Daddy." We hear that little voice at the door. "Can I come in?"

"Yes." He says, pulling away from me and looking at the door to see her come in clutching a Lightning McQueen plush Charles gave her since she calls him Uncle McQueen. "What happened?"

"It's just that I missed you and I was wondering if I could sleep with you and mommy." She says and I can see Carlos melting with love.

"Of course you can, my love." He says and she goes to his side, who picks her up and puts her in the middle of us. "I love you, you know that?"

"Yes, I love you too." She says, closing her eyes. "Good night mommy, good night daddy."

"Good night, baby." We kissed her forehead and all went to sleep.

Bonus scene!

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Y/nsainz “Lemonade for Carlos”, who wants it?

@carlossainz can I have one please?

@y/nsainz yess you can daddy - Eva

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@y/nsainz yess you can uncle McQueen - Eva

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[reigningqueenofwords]

Sure, Babe

Pairing: Bucky x Reader Word count: 1,173

Read on AO3

Bucky moved to lean on the kitchen doorframe. He watched you move around with ease. You were barefoot, wearing one of your favorite dresses, and an apron he had bought you years before. You’d mended that apron so many times since, and refused to ever replace it. Sure, you had others, but that one meant the most. Your hair was up in (what you called) a messy bun, however he thought it was beautiful on you. He could see your favorite earrings dangling slightly from your ears. They were nothing fancy, some fake pearl earrings you’d bought online, but they made you feel beautiful. He didn’t need to see your face to know your makeup was minimal- mascara and some lipstick or lipgloss. Even now, 6 months pregnant, you did your little morning routine before the kids got up.

“Mommy!” He smiled as you turned to your youngest, Hannah, come running in the backdoor. 

“Yes, baby?” You smiled over at the 5 year old. Your smile turned to amusement. “You were playing in the mud, weren’t you?” You giggled. 

She nodded, eyes wide. She was covered in mud. “Nessa helped, too!” Nessa was your 7 year old. “She made me a mud crown.” She giggled, and her nose crinkled as she did. “Hi, daddy!” She beamed at him. She was missing one of her front teeth, making that grin extra adorable. 

You turned to him and smiled. Wiping your hands on a dishtowel, you went to kiss his cheek. “Care to clean up our children while I serve dinner? Just hose them down and wrap them in a towel. They can have a bath after.” You rubbed his chest. 

“Is Andy messy, too?” He asked about your oldest. He was 10, and it was touch and go with him playing with the girls. Some days he loved playing with his sisters. Other days he wanted nothing to do with him. 

“He has a book report coming up, so he’s up in his room reading.” You told him. “He promised them he’d play Go Fish with them later, though.” 

He chuckled, giving you a quick peck. “Alright, out back, munchkin.” He motioned for Hannah to head back out. “I’ll be right out, let me grab you two towels.” Life was never dull with them, that’s for sure. He chuckled as she ran back outside yelling for Nessa. “How’s our littlest one treating mommy today?” He asked, rubbing your bump. 

You smiled, looking down at where his hand was. “She’s good.” You put your hand on his. “Hoping she looks like her daddy, just like her siblings.” You loved that all three of your kids looked just like Bucky. There were little features that they got from you, but they got his dark hair, and his blue eyes. 

“I hope she is as beautiful as her momma.” He kissed your cheek before going to get those towels to hose off the girls. 

Watching him go, you bit your lip. You couldn't believe how lucky you were to have him, even though he constantly told you how he was the lucky one. 

Not long after, Bucky came in, a girl on each arm. “Hi, mommy!” Nessa giggled, pushing some hair out of her face. “Dinner smells yummy!” She gushed as she wiggled down to go see what was for dinner. 

“Thank you, Nessa.” You kept your eyes on what you were serving. “We’re having baked chicken, mashed potatoes, and sweet corn. And if you eat most of your dinner, I made brownies for dessert.” 

She gasped, excited. “The ones with the peanut butter?!” She asked, hopeful. 

You giggled at her excitement. “Peanut butter chunks .” You told her, getting her even more excited. Her favorite food ever was peanut butter. 

“Alright, let’s let momma finish plating dinner.” Bucky chuckled, coming over lifting her by the arm pits. She laughed as he carried her over to one of the chairs and put her down. 

Andy and Hannah had already climbed into their chairs, almost always loving your cooking. They weren’t a fan of carrots, spinach, or broccoli. You needed to sneak those things in, but they seemed to be okay with sweet corn and sweet peas. Oddly enough, they did like veggie lasagna, which contained all the veggies they didn’t like. 

Soon enough, you were all sitting around, ready to eat. “Baby, why do we all have more than you?” Bucky furrowed his brows. 

“It’s the end of the pay period, so groceries are a bit tight. You get the most because you work hard, the kids get a bit more because they’re growing and they need it.” You felt there was nothing wrong with that. “I have enough, and I’ll munch on what they don’t eat.” You assured him. 

“No, you should take some more of mine. You’re growing a human.” He got up to put some of his food on your plate. 

You raised an eyebrow at him. “You will park your handsome butt in that chair and eat. I’m eating enough, I promise. You do manual labor, and you need that food.” Your tone was loving, but let it be known that you would not back down. “It’s just a couple nights of this, and then we go grocery shopping. I’m fine, the baby is fine .” You assured him, taking a bite of his chicken. 

The kids were happily eating, not paying much attention to the pair of you. Bucky slowly sat back down. “But you’re getting the bigger brownie.” He pointed his fork at you. 

Smiling, you nodded. “Sure, babe.” You agreed, knowing that you’d give him part of it because you weren’t a huge fan of brownies. 

After dinner, Bucky told you to relax while he got the girls a bath. Most nights they did bathe separately, but tonight they got the joy of a bubble bath together. Andy put on a movie to watch while you started on the dishes from dinner. 

“Babe.” He sighed, hands on his hips as he saw you wiping down the kitchen. “That doesn’t look like relaxing.” He raised an eyebrow at you. 

You smiled at him, shrugging. “I was going to read while Andy watched a movie, but I wanted to knock this out. This way I have more time to relax with you.” You admitted. 

That softened him. “I’m off tomorrow. You will relax. I will do all the cooking and housework.” He went over to pull you to his chest. Your arms went around his neck. “And I’ll see if Ma will take the kids this Friday so we can have a date night. It’s been a few months.” 

“I don’t think we’ll top the last one, as I’m pretty sure that’s where I got pregnant with our little one.” You giggled. “Not that I am complaining one bit. I love being pregnant, and I love watching you with our kids.” You fell in love with him more every day. 

He kissed you softly, looking forward to the rest of his life with you.

[jae-bummer]

Safe Place

Request: lee know and 10? please? :)

Prompt:

10) "Just say you want me and I'm yours."

Pairing: Stray Kids Lee Know x Reader

Genre: Fluff

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"I'm telling you, they're into you, man," Han gasped, smacking his knee for emphasis.

"Why would I care if they were?" Lee Know sighed, not even bothering to look up from his phone. It wasn't like your affections mattered to him.

Or at least that's what he told himself.

"Why would you-" Han breathed, his brows furrowed with exhaustion. "Don't you want to know if someone likes you or not?"

"It's not going to affect me either way," Lee Know said finitely.

It didn't matter if his stomach did an obnoxious little flip every time you entered the room. It didn't matter that you were literally better than any perfume (how could a human be his favorite smell?!) And it definitely didn't matter what Han said. He'd believe it when he heard it with his own ears. He wasn't opening himself up to hurt just for the hell of it.

"Just give up, Hannie," Hyunjin grumbled, plopping onto the couch beside his distressed member. "His heart is not going to grow two sizes this day."

"Watch your mouth," Lee Know said, his tone remaining bored. "I know where you sleep."

"If you haven't killed me yet, you're not going-"

Lee Know looked up with an icy glare.

"To give up trying," Hyunjin quickly finished after clearing his throat.

Nodding to himself, Lee Know looked back his phone. These two wouldn't catch him slipping today.

..

"He's crazy about you," Felix nodded, pushing another brownie in your direction.

Shaking your head as you pushed it back, you let out a small burp. "I can't do another one, Lix. I'm going to burst."

"Brownies aside," he hummed. "Are you going to acknowledge what I said?"

After a moment of silence, you sighed. "He can like me all he wants, but that doesn't mean anything unless he actually tells me."

Felix sucked on his bottom lip, lost in thought. He was probably thinking through what was on your mind as well. Was Lee Know capable of being vulnerable enough to even show that side to you?

"You've gotta make him feel safe," Felix nodded slowly. "He'll admit it if he knows he's not going to get his heart broken."

You pressed your face into your hands and groaned. "Have you stopped to consider one thing?"

"Hm?"

"Do I even like him like that?"

Felix stepped back, aghast. "What do you mean? Of course you do!"

"That sounds an awful lot like gaslighting," you grumbled.

He smacked a hand over his mouth before lifting his brows. "I just always assumed!" came out muffled from behind his fingers.

"Why would you assume that?" you laughed nervously, trying to deep dive in your recent memory of interactions with Lee Know. Sure, he was good looking. And yeah, he was a good listener.

And maybe you'd be the first to admit that when he did that crooked smile with the little nose crinkle you died a little inside, but otherwise, you were totally normal. He was totally normal. A possible love connection had never crossed your mind...not that often at least.

"You're just so..." Felix started before waving his hands in the air. "Around each other."

"Please explain what..." you laughed, mimicking his hand gesture. "Means."

"Squishy, cute, perfect together," he sighed. "He gets so giggly and soft when you're paying attention to him. He's only ever like that with us."

You rolled your eyes and crossed your arms. "I know you want us to be this cute little rom com, but-"

"No, Y/N," Felix hummed. "I want you two to be happy. And I think that could really be with each other."

..

"You got this! " Han whisper shouted. He rubbed Lee Know's shoulders as he hopped up and down. "It's going to be great."

Lee Know bit his lip, grappling with the feeling of nausea washing across his lower torso. He hated giving anyone the power to make him feel like this, even if it was you.

For what felt like weeks, Han had chipped away at his armor. The protection he had so carefully carved out over the years was picked away by his overbearing (in a good way he guessed?) best friend. It was true that if Han didn't push him in other situations, he wouldn't be nearly as happy and successful as he was. What if this was the same?

On good days, he trusted Han with everything he had. On bad days, he could only trust him as far as he could throw him.

And that big head of his was heavy today.

"This is the worst idea you've ever had," he hissed, spinning around to face Han. "Are you sure they like me?"

"Positive-" Han started. "-ly definitely a maybe."

Lee Know's eyebrows lowered, his hands latching onto Han's biceps. "What," he whispered.

Han cringe-smiled, wary of how quiet Lee Know's voice had gotten. He would almost prefer him to be loud about his confusion. He knew how to handle that Lee Know reaction. This one only inspired nervousness.

"I talked to Felix," Han said meekly. "He talked to Y/N-"

"This sounds a lot like a game of telephone," Lee Know said through barred teeth. "If I make a fool of myself..."

"You're not," Han cooed, looking his friend in the eyes. As Lee Know's hands drooped back to his sides, Han grabbed his shoulders again. "You know we wouldn't ever set you up to be knocked down, right? This is going to go great."

Or at least he hoped it would.

..

You tucked your legs under you as you settled onto the practice room couch. Quickly glancing around, you tried not to let yourself think too deeply about what was going to happen.

"He said he wanted to meet me here?" you croaked, looking anxiously toward Felix.

Your friend's expression was soft as he set a hand lightly on your knee and gave a gentle squeeze. "He did."

"To talk," you said, repeating what Felix had said on the way over.

"Mmhmm," he hummed, lazily scrolling through his phone.

"Is he on the way? Is-"

"Y/N," Felix grinned, looking up again. "It's okay to be nervous. You know that, right?"

"Nervous?" you scoffed. "What reason do I have to be nervous?"

Felix lifted his brows, letting you answer the question yourself.

Whether it was unsaid or not, you had every reason. Just a few nights ago, you had been convincing yourself and Felix (well, maybe not Felix) that you had never really considered Lee Know in the way he was insinuating you should. When you had pointed the gaslighting finger at him, you supposed your other three fingers were pointing right back at you. No matter how many times you told yourself things just weren't like that with Lee Know, a little patter in your heart suggested otherwise.

He made you feel things.

Good, amazing, but completely terrifying things. Things you hadn't wanted to observe too closely until your friends held them out for you to examine.

Taking a deep inhale through your nose, you slowly blew it out of your mouth. "I'm nervous."

"That is a really healthy admission, Y/N," Felix chuckled sarcastically. "I'm proud of you."

"Shut uuuup," you groaned, slumping down against the back of your seat. "Is he on the way or not?"

As if waiting for your signal, the door slammed open. Jumping a bit at the sound, you watched as someone's hand pushed Lee Know aggressively into the room. Stumbling forward, he quickly regained his footing before looking up with a nervous smile. "Hey."

"Hey," you said weakly, feeling your mouth already curving up with amusement.

"Time to go," Felix hummed, springing up from beside you and making his way toward the door. "You two have fun."

"Wait," you gasped, furrowing your brows. "You're leaving?"

"Got things to do," Felix smirked, nodding at Lee Know as he walked past. "You two might want to lock the door for some privacy. You know what? I'll just do it myself on the way out..."

"No," Lee Know muttered, shaking his head. "We're fine."

"Suit yourself," Felix shrugged. Opening the door only wide enough for him to slide through, he closed it behind him again.

Directing your attention back to Lee Know, you gave a small wave.

He let out a huff of a chuckle before walking slowly toward you and plopping on the couch as well. "So..."

"So," you nodded. The air was heavy with tension, an awkward silence going longer and longer between the two of you.

It was never like this when you met. Things always seemed to be so easy before, albeit occasionally shy. You refused to have whatever was going on ruin that.

Pushing forth every ounce of courage you had, you finally chanced looking up from your lap and into Lee Know's eyes. He had been quietly watching you, the direct contact causing his breathing to stutter.

"Why are we making this so painful on ourselves?" you said quietly. "Just say what you'd like to say."

"M-me?" Lee Know exhaled. "Han said that you..."

He trailed off, a small line appearing between his eyebrows when he began to think too deeply.

"But Felix-" you started, shaking your head in confusion. It felt like a bucket of ice water had been poured down your back. Had Lee Know not wanted to talk to you at all?

"I'm going to kill them," Lee Know hissed, springing to his feet. You came to the realization at the same time he did. Your friends had set you up. "I'm going to shove them both into the air fryer, I'm going to crank it to-"

A strangled laugh escaped from your throat as you grabbed his hand. Stopping mid-sentence, Lee Know immediately sank back down beside you. "They...they framed this up to be..."

"A confession?" you said weakly. You were crestfallen. A sour feeling twisted around your chest and plummeted to your gut. No matter how much you had tried to prepare yourself, it was all a wash.

"Well, yeah," Lee Know huffed. "They...they think we have feelings for each other...and we just haven't realized."

"Pfft," you scoffed, the hurt emotions already surging to the forefront. "Don't you think we'd know if we had feelings for each other?"

"Definitely," he nodded irritably. After only a few seconds, the nodding grew softer. "Maybe."

"Maybe?" you croaked.

"I..." he trailed off, his eyes trailing everywhere but towards you. "I mean, I had kind of hoped..."

You remained cautiously silent. The preemptive hurt was being pushed out of your chest as optimism surged in.

"It was a nice idea," he said finally. "That's all."

You opened your mouth to speak but were unsure of where to go next. Was this him admitting that he liked the thought of you two together? In his funny, little, Lee Know way, was he being open with you?

You thought back to your conversation with Felix and recalled the words you had cast off so easily. You've gotta make him feel safe. He'll admit it if he knows he's not going to get his heart broken.

Closing your eyes, you took a deep breath before opening them again. Reaching forward, you set your fingers lightly atop of where Lee Know's hand sat on his knee.

Looking down in alarm, he looked back up again, and searched your face. "Y/N?"

"Just say you want me...and I'm yours," you said, ripping off the words like a Band-Aid.

Lee Know blinked, trying to understand. When your words finally dawned on him, it was as if he was blossoming before your eyes. His smile grew wide and his breaths heavy as he continued to look at you.

You sucked in your bottom lip, waiting. The action immediately drew his attention. Just when you thought his smile couldn't have gotten any bigger, the corners tugged even higher. Launching forward, he gripped your face between his hands and pressed his mouth against yours. What had been so quiet and fragile only minutes before, now pulsed with an electricity and fervor you weren't expecting. Gripping his wrists, you kissed him back, the surge of emotions making you feel as if you could cry.

At the edge of your senses, you could hear what sounded like faint shouting. Pulling only a centimeter or so away from Lee Know, you both looked at each other in confusion. The practice room door flung open as Felix and Han fell through, toppling over each other to land on the floor.

Felix looked up with a sheepish grin. "Told you both that you should probably have locked it."

[sentientgolfball]

Lessons

I did it. I wrote the damn Swiss/Phantom/Reader that's been rattling in my brain.

18+ MDNI

Word Count: 3051

Tags: degradation, choking, Swiss is a bit of a voyeur, rough Phantom if you squint, irresponsible use of quintessence

Summary: Phantom admits he's never been with a human. You and Swiss share a look before deciding that's about to change.

“Look at just how fucking wet they are.” 

“You sure you didn’t bring me a water ghoul?” 

Phantom laughed to himself before sliding his fingers between your legs gathering as much slick as he could. You whine when he draws his hand away much too soon. He stares in awe at his fingers, his thought process clear as day on his face. Swiss pushes him lightly with his foot

“Not yet ant. You still don’t know just how delicate humans are.” 

You huff a laugh “I’ll show you delicate when I stick my foot up your fuck—“ You were cut off by the tip of Swiss’ tail snaking around to brush lightly over your swollen clit. 

“First lesson: humans are so sensitive. It only takes a few touches to get ‘em going” he demonstrates this by letting go of one of your wrists and sliding a finger into your cunt “But it’s a double-edged sword. They’re so easy to overstimulate. Gotta take your time.” He draws his hand back, wiping the slick onto your thigh. 

The way he was talking about you like you weren’t even there like you’re nothing more than a tool to teach Phantom how to fuck was only making the pool of slick between your legs worse. 

He was right though. Everything felt so hazy. How long has it been? You remember a sloppy make-out session with Phantom as Swiss critiqued while palming himself in the corner. That was a while ago. You may not remember how long the three of you have been at it, but you do remember how you got there. 

You snuck into the ghoul den after your shift in the kitchen had ended with an armful of sugary contraband. Siblings weren’t typically allowed in the dens unless personally brought into them, but your job got you a free ticket. It all started when you caught Swiss and Dew trying to break into the kitchens in the middle of the night. After some negotiations including a decent amount of tongue, you settled on a simple deal. You bring them as many pastries as you can carry and they’ll fuck your brains out. 

When you had gotten to the den it appeared Swiss was the only one present, so you flopped onto the couch and shared the cakes with him. When you had finished your fill, Swiss had pulled you into his lap mumbling something about needing something sweeter before he licked a stripe from your neck to your jawline. That’s when Phantom walked in. When you noticed him you quickly jumped out of Swiss’ grasp much to his chagrin. 

“Do you want some?” Swiss had asked the quintessence ghoul assuming he had been drawn out of his room by the sweet smells of baked goods. This caused him to go rigid with a small blush creeping into his face “I’ve never been with a human…” 

You were about ready to clear up the misunderstanding when you caught Swiss’ eyes. You recognized that look and you immediately knew he was going to dig his heels into this. His gaze flicked to you for a moment seeking your permission before he opened his mouth. Fuck it. Your growing grin was all he needed. You and Swiss made a show out of groping and kissing each other for the other ghoul who just stared on slack-jawed shifting himself around in his pants. You three only left for Swiss’ room when Dew and Rain came through the main door 

“Oh come on we’ve only had this couch for like a week.” Rain huffed, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“Go fuck somewhere else so we can eat in peace or I’ll up your tax.” Dew stuffed a brownie into his mouth not even looking up from the horde of sweets. 

That’s how you ended up where you are now. Pressed firm against Swiss’ chest, wrists squeezed between his clawed hands, tail wrapped around one leg to keep you open while Phantom sits crouched in front of you eyes wild, dick painfully erect, shaking with anticipation. He looks up at Swiss with pleading eyes 

“Can I taste them? Please?” 

“Hands-on learning, I like it. Go right ahead.” 

Phantom’s eyes sparked and he dove between your spread legs eagerly licking into you. You cried out and arched against Swiss as he pushed impossibly deeper, swiping his forked tongue from your clit to your slit. He was lapping at you in earnest, filling the room with obscene wet noises. Swiss hissed and bumped Phantom’s head with his knee to get his attention. His head popped up with wide, blown-out pupils and a wet chin. He looked at Swiss with a furrowed brow and a whine deep in his throat. 

“What did I say? It’s not like one of the girls. It’s a human.” 

Phantom nodded and lowered himself again slowly circling his tongue around your clit before taking it into his mouth and sucking. You gasp and push your hips closer to him to the best of your ability. Swiss chuffs a laugh and wraps an arm tight around your midsection forcing you to keep still. 

“See what I mean? Humans are so easy” he brings his lips to your ear pressing a kiss to it “Come on be a good little pet for him. All you have to do is lay there and take it.” 

You threw your head onto his shoulder with a moan feeling Phantom’s tongue drag over your hole before carefully pushing in. Part of you wanted to kill Swiss for the little game he was playing, convincing Phantom to go so painfully slow that it had you shaking. The other part of you was too drunk on being brought to the edge and let down over and over again to stop him. 

“Tastes fucking amazing.” He pulls back slightly to look up at Swiss for approval 

“If you think that’s good, wait for lesson two.”

Phantom looked at him grinning wildly urging him to continue. His tail was beating against the side of the bed rhythmically. 

Swiss smiles “Glamour your claws” Phantom does so immediately waiting for more “You’ve been with Cirrus you know what to do from here. Just take it slow, you don’t wanna break em.” 

You have half a mind to curse Swiss but the thought quickly dies when you feel Phantom slide a finger inside of you “shit Phantom if you’re gonna touch me then touch me.” You try to cant your hips chasing any friction but Swiss holds you firmly in place. 

“Filthy.” He laughs before removing his finger. He brings his hand to his mouth and wraps his tongue around his fingers groaning when he tastes you. He then all at once shoves two of his fingers into you. You cry out trying to snap your thighs shut but Swiss’ tail holds strong. 

He tuts “How many times am I gonna have to tell you to go slow.”

Phantom's laugh sends a shiver through you “Aw come on I think they can handle something a little more.” 

Swiss growls in warning. Phantom rolls his eyes but compiles, leisurely curling his fingers inside you. He applies pressure to your clit with the pad of his thumb as he drags his fingers against your walls searching for the sweet spot. You bite your lip to stifle the groans threatening to spill, but that quickly changes when he dips his head back down adding his tongue to the mix. 

“Sing for him pet. Let him know just how good he is.” Swiss says as he presses kisses into your neck occasionally letting his fangs scrape the skin. 

Your free hand shoots to his head grabbing a fist full of hair as he fingers you faster, tongue flicking over your clit in time with his thrusts. He moans at the feeling causing you to shiver at the added vibration. You let out a series of little groans and huffs as you feel yourself being pushed closer to the edge. 

“Don’t stop. So fucking close.” 

Swiss takes a deep breath and kisses a trail from your neck to your ear “I’ll make it up to you later.” He laughs and bites your lobe. Your brow furrows in confusion for a moment before he speaks again 

“Hands off.” 

“Don’t you fucking dare.” 

Phantom falters for a second not knowing who to listen to before he pulls back and sits up to look at Swiss. You whine pathetically, burying your face into the multi-ghoul’s neck feeling yourself clench around nothing.

“Time for lesson three. Humans go crazy for this one.” Swiss places a firm hand on your stomach. There’s a split second where you can smell ozone. You don’t have enough time to react before the feeling of pure pleasure ripples through you causing you to cum with a string of obscenities. 

“What the fuck was that?” Phantom asks in awe looking from your dripping cunt to Swiss’ hand.

“You’re seriously telling me you’ve never once thought to use your quintessence like this?” Phantom shakes his head with a growing smile, fangs poking out of the bottom of his lip. 

Swiss smiles and removes his hand from your stomach only to grab Phantom’s and place it there. 

“Find the thread and isolate it.” 

You can feel the quintessence spark to life on your skin, through your whole body filling every nerve with energy. This lasts for a few seconds before you’re screaming, arching against Swiss’ grasp as you feel nothing but pure overwhelming pleasure ripple through you. Phantom rips his hand away looking genuinely fearful for a moment. 

Swiss just chuckles “Neat trick but save that one for Dew. Remember lesson one.”

“Humans are easy.” He says quietly 

Swiss nods “All it takes is a little spark.”

You squirm in Swiss’ grasp when Phantom reaches for you again. He stops and folds his hand in his lap not sure what to do. You take a second to catch your breath, your mind fuzzy with the most intense orgasm of your life. 

“You wanna stop just say the word.” 

You felt like you were underwater. Everything was too much and too little. You needed more. This is why you kept coming to the ghoul den after all, you wanted your brains fucked out and unfortunately for you, you could still think. You settle back against Swiss chest still heaving 

“Just lay there and take it right?” You let yourself go slack. Phantom sighs with relief upon seeing that he didn’t actually hurt you. He’s soft for about a second before he grabs your hips and looks you up and down. 

“Can I try something?” His gaze flicks to Swiss.

“Depends. Does that something include what I’ve shown you?” He nods a growl forming deep in his throat. 

“Consider it your final exam then.”

Phantom barks a laugh “And what if I fail?” The look in his eyes was wild as he squeezed your hips harder. He never removed his gaze from your waiting hole. 

“Then I won’t share my toy with you anymore.” Swiss runs a hand up your body cupping and squeezing one of your breasts like he’s showing you off. 

Phantom flicks his tongue out with a sick grin on his face that makes your heart speed up. He slowly brings the head of his cock to your entrance stopping only to seek Swiss’ approval. When he’s met with no resistance he pushes in with a guttural moan. 

“Fucking shit are all humans this tight?” His chest heaves as he bottoms out pausing to give you a moment to adjust to the feeling of him. You throw your head back against Swiss’ shoulder squeezing your eyes shut. You didn’t even realize tears had fallen from the corners until you felt the fork of a tongue lick a stripe up your face. You let out a choked gasp when Phantom starts to move experimentally. He thrusts into you a few times before growling in satisfaction. He grips the leg not currently held by Swiss’ tail hard before throwing it over his shoulder to get a better angle. 

Gone is the Phantom that cared about your comfort as he begins to pound into you like this is the last time he’ll ever have sex. Each thrust pushes you harder against Swiss, he grunts with each movement and you swear you can feel a wet spot on your back where his dick is pressed. You let a string of moans leave your throat as Phantom snaps his hips against yours muttering something in Infernal. 

He sits back to watch himself fuck into you for a moment before removing his other hand from your hips. He slowly drags the tips of his claws up your abdomen, between your tits before coming to a stop at your throat. He tests the waters by wrapping his nimble fingers around your neck without any pressure. You gaze up at him with big pleading eyes that practically throw him over the edge. He begins to apply pressure to the sides of your throat, squeezing and releasing in time with his thrusts.

“Such a fucking freak. Risking your job to get some demon dick. I bet you’d like it if I did this.” He punctuates his sentence by squeezing hard around your neck and holding it, forcing you to open your mouth in a silent scream in an attempt to get air. He only releases the pressure when your eyes start to flutter closed with tears spilling out. 

He laughs “I can see why you like fucking humans so much.” Swiss only groans in response too lost in his own haze of lust to keep up the role of teacher. He keeps his hand secure around your neck causing you to clench around him. He moans loud and low, hips faltering as his orgasm creeps closer to him. 

Suddenly the air is once more filled with the smell of ozone as Phantom’s quintessence sparks to life. The pressure returns to your throat as you feel his magic course through every vein in your body. Your eyes snap open as you scream silently grabbing onto Swiss’ arm for support as your vision blurs from the lack of oxygen and the force of your orgasm. 

“Look Swiss no hands.” He grunts as his brows furrow as he concentrates on fucking you through the waves of pleasure and keeping his quintessence flowing into you. Both his hands are squeezing bruises into your hips before suddenly you’re empty and all you can feel is his cum splashing onto your stomach practically reaching your chest. 

He takes a brief moment to catch his breath before snapping his fingers. You take in a gulp of air as the feeling of the pressure around your neck disappears. You stare up at the ceiling chest heaving as you come down from your high. 

“What the fuck was that?” Swiss asks in awe mirroring your own thoughts.

Phantom smiles proudly at the tone of the multi-ghouls voice “Told you I wanted to try something.” 

“You’re so showing me how to do that.” This causes Phantom’s tail to beat against the side of the bed. There’s a bit of a dusty blush creeping onto his face. 

“Can we please save the magical choking contest for another night? I think I’ll die if I cum again.” This earns a laugh and a sweet, chaste kiss from Swiss, but Phantom looks genuinely mortified. You feel a prickle of guilt reaching up with a shaky hand to guide his lips to yours. You give him a kiss before pulling back and kissing his nose. A purr kicks up in his chest immediately as he softens. 

Swiss brings a hand to Phantom’s head and gives it a scratch “Now it's time for lesson four.” 

You’re about to protest when you’re suddenly lifted by the multi-ghoul.

 “Swiss what the hell?!” 

“Oh I’m sorry I didn’t realize you wanted to lay in cum and sweat all night please forgive me”

You squeal and cling to his neck when he makes an over-exaggerated move to put you down “That's what I thought.” He presses a kiss to your forehead as he carries you to the bathroom connected to his bedroom, Phantom hot on his heels. 

He gets the bath ready setting out all your favorite soaps and explaining to Phantom the use of bath salts. The tub is only big enough for two of you to soak comfortably so you end up curled against the quintessence ghoul as Swiss scrubs your hair from the side of the bath. Phantom hasn’t stopped purring or asking if everything was okay, that he didn’t hurt you. You attempt to quell the little ghoul’s worry with a few soft kisses to his chest. While this does shut him up, you’re well aware of the occasional pop of magic filling you with relaxation. 

I’m going to kill Swiss for making him think I’d break you think to yourself, wait…oh shit Swiss.

You raise your head from Phantom’s chest and look at the multi-ghoul who was gathering towels for when the two of you were finished.

“What?” He tilts his head with a smile.

“What about you?”

“What about me?” 

Your eyes flick down to his half-hard dick. He chuckles when he realizes.

“Don’t even think about it. I’m a big ghoul I can take care of myself,” He kisses you before you can protest “Besides, I gotta have something left in me for when I walk back out there and Dew has inevitably eaten the rest of the stash.”  You huff when he winks at you and resign yourself to cuddling with Phantom. 

You two stay in the bath until the water cools, but at this point, you’re hardly conscious. The two ghouls have to practically drag you up and out of the tub and into some clothes. Phantom flops into the bed and pulls you close to him, wrapping his tail around your waist as you bury your head into the crook of his neck. Swiss presses a kiss to your temple and passes a hand through Phantom’s hair before throwing on his sweatpants and leaving the room. The last thing you hear before passing out is a muffled yelp and a “Told you he’d be pissed.”

[rubberfuckey]

cupcakes - rafe cameron

summary: minimal plot, smutty smut smut

wc: 1.5k

a/n: not proofread (: <333

masterlist

talk to me

You should’ve known making cupcakes for your friend’s birthday wouldn’t go to plan as long as Rafe was involved. It had started off fine, only getting sidetracked a few times while buying the supplies at the grocery store. Now you two were at his house trying to finish them before her birthday tomorrow. All the ingredients were lined up on the counter. Rafe had pretty much let you take charge, sitting at the island, ready to do anything you asked of him. Helping you mix the batter, naturally, he swiped some of the batter across your forehead when you weren’t paying attention. You yelped and pushed him away as you wiped it off and pretended to go back to what you were doing until he let his guard down. When he wasn’t looking, you scooped some with your finger and ran it along his cheek. He scoffed as he moved closer to you, trapping you between him and the counter. 

“Okay, okay, we’re even! Let me go!” you laughed as he squeezed your waist.

“That’s not how this works, you should know this by now.” He grabbed more and rubbed it down the bridge of your nose, chuckling as you scrunched your nose at how cold it was. You went to reach the bowl to get more on your finger but Rafe was able to stop you before grabbing more and rubbing it on your cheek. There was no way you were going to get out of this, so you decided to take a turn that would ensure your power would be back. As he went to rub more on your opposite cheek you turned your head and brought your hand up to his wrist to draw his finger into your mouth. You licked the batter of his finger clean, making sure to suck it a little bit as you pulled your mouth off of his finger, not breaking eye contact once. He sucked in a breath of air as he watched you smile up at him. 

“You’re gonna kill me one day, Y/N,” he sighed as you wrapped your arms around him.

He leaned down to kiss you and you met him halfway, reaching up to run your fingers through his hair. He groaned as you tugged at the roots, and picked you up to set you on the counter, running his hands down to your thighs to bring your legs up to wrap around his waist. You slipped your tongue into his mouth as he did, moaning at the taste of him. His hands didn’t stop moving, from your thighs, to your hips, up your arms, and in your hair. He was everywhere. He was kissing you so feverishly that you would think it was the last kiss you two would ever share. You heard a gasp from across where you sat and pull apart to see Sarah looking at you two with a look of disgust. She walks quickly away from the kitchen, causing you and Rafe to both bust out laughing. You pull his face back towards you to continue the kiss as he lifted you up to carry you into his bedroom, the brownie ingredients still thrown about in the kitchen. You didn’t break the kiss until you reached his bed as he threw you down to go lock the door. He was immediately back on top of you and pushed you further back onto the bed. Once you both reached the headboard, you flipped him so you were on top, straddling him. Breaking the kiss you sat up to take your shirt off as he watched you. You moved your hips down onto him, causing him to groan and grab your ass. Feeling him harden underneath you, you continued to grind down onto him until he flipped you back over. He broke the kiss, and you took his shirt off, smiling as it came off. He immediately reattached your lips and brought his hands to your breasts, pulling your bra down. Kissing down your neck, he kept squeezing and pinching your nipples, causing little whimpers to break from your lips. Dipping down further, he took one of your nipples into his mouth, swirling his tongue until switching to the other to give it the same attention. 

“Rafe,” you whimpered, raising your hips to make contact with him. 

“Y/N,” he moaned back. 

“I can’t wait anymore, I need you now,” you whispered. 

“Baby, we’re just getting started.”

“No, Rafe, please.”

“Please, what?”

“Fuck me, right now, I just need to feel you,” you reached down to feel him through his pants, he was more than ready to take you.

“Shit, baby,” he whispered, running his finger along the band of your pants, pulling them down along with your underwear. You kicked them the rest of the way off and leaned up slightly to unhook your bra while he watched. You reached for his pants and undid the button, kissing him again. Usually, he held all the control, you submitting yourself to him, but he did enjoy this newfound feeling of being needed so passionately. He reached over to the nightstand to grab a condom, but you grabbed his arm and looked up at him.

“Maybe we could just, not use a condom this time?” you looked at him sheepishly.

He must’ve died and gone to heaven. Truth be told, he hated condoms. There is nothing in the world he wanted than to feel you raw, but he didn’t want to make you uncomfortable so he kept his complaints to himself.

“You sure?” He asked gently as if you would change your mind if he spoke too loudly.

“Yes, I want to feel you for real.” He could’ve cum just from hearing those words come out of your pretty mouth. He pulled his pants down in record time and pulled your legs up to rest on your hips. 

“One more time, you’re sure?”

“Yes, Rafe, please,” you could barely get out your please before he plunged right into you. You were so wet, he had to stop for a second and stay still. You moaned and clenched around him feeling every ridge and vein of his dick. He started to move, leaning down to kiss you to muffle both of your moans. You tightened your legs around his hips and wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him to rest in between where your neck and shoulder meet. You pull at his hair as he moves even faster, all that could be heard was skin slapping and the noises of your wet pussy. 

“Babe, I’m really not gonna last long like this.”

Rafe had never been a quiet partner, but today was extraordinary. 

“It’s okay I want you to cum,” you moaned.

He started panting, “Where?”

You decided to kick it up a notch and really get him there.

“In me, Daddy, I wanna feel it.”

What did he do to deserve this? It took about two more thrusts and he was a goner, you never heard him cum so loud, arms giving out and crashing down onto you. He rolled over and pulled you into his side, still trying to catch his breath. You lay there quietly for a few minutes until he turned his body towards yours and reached down to rub your clit.

“Rafe-”

He just shushed you, “Don’t worry I didn’t forget about you cumming too.”

He inserted two fingers into you quickly as you moan out at the abruptness. He curled them upwards as he had down a thousand times before and moved down to place his other hand down on your stomach to heighten the feeling.

“Oh my God, Rafe,” you all but yelled as he continued, motivated by the squelching sounds coming from you. His name fell from your lips repeatedly as you felt your brain start to melt at the insane amount of pleasure he was giving you. It didn’t take long for you to cum, but when he would usually stop at the worry of overstimulating and overwhelming you, this time he couldn’t pull himself away. Ignoring the burning in his fingers, he kept moving them at a brutal pace. You thrashed under him, trying to get away from him, but he pinned you down with an arm around your stomach keeping you in place, until you started to gush around him. You screamed out, your vision going blurry and he didn’t stop until the sheets under you were completely soaked. 

“Holy shit babe,” he laughed, but you were still coming down from your high and it was like you were hovering above your body.

You whimpered as he moved to wipe you down, “Sorry sweet girl, gotta clean you up.” 

You nodded and curled into his side as soon as he laid down on his back next to you. He loved when you got like this, so fucked out all you needed was his touch to bring you back down to Earth. He ran his hands up and down your back as you sighed, quickly falling asleep on him. Once he knew you were out like a light, he threw on a pair of sweatpants and went to the kitchen to finish up on the cupcakes you had abandoned.

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for sleeping with a 20 year old?

tw: mentions of potential grooming, age gap relationships, nsft/nsfw, vague discussions of sex

So, me (38m) and my wife (39f) are in an open relationship. Basically, we’re both bisexual and not quite ready to limit our sex lives to one person yet. So, we decided to allow friends with benefits situations outside of our relationship. No romantic stuff, no dating, just sex.

In January, my wife went to stay at her best friend’s (28f) house and have some fun together. I don’t mind at all, I was kind of glad to have our apartment to myself for a week. Now, there’s this queer bar that me and my wife frequent and it’s a good mix of all age demographics and identities.

There’s this one trans guy, I’ll call him M, that most people in the local community know because he’s very attractive. He reminds me of a very short Eric Draven mixed with Eddie Vedder. (Oddly specific, I know) Like, he has long-ish curly brown hair, big brown eyes, the sweetest smile ever and he dresses very well. A little grunge here, a little rockstar there. Good jewelry. You get it.

I always catch people staring at him when he’s at the bar with his friends. (We live in Europe btw, legal drinking age is 18.) In short, I find him very cute. He’s basically a micro celebrity among the community and he doesn’t even know it.

So, while my wife was away I went down to the bar and his friend group invited me to come sit with them. We started talking, he’s super funny and we began talking about Pearl Jam because of the shirt I was wearing. Found out he’s obsessed with the music scene of the 90s, specifically rock and grunge, and I happen to have a collection of merchandise of the big 4. I invited him to come check it out and he eagerly accepted. None of his friends wanted to come, so it was just us two. Showed him the stuff, he got super excited about it and I even let him keep one of my Soundgarden shirts and some CDs.

I offered to cook dinner, we ate and then had some weed brownies for dessert. We got posted on the couch, talked for a good while and he began confiding in me. I’m not gonna go into detail because that’s shitty, but he basically told me he’d never had a positive sexual experience up to that point. Apparently all of his exes were switches leaning submissive and he’s purely submissive, so things never really worked out and he never finished with any of them.

I told him about me and my wife’s arrangements and some other stuff about our sex life. (Don’t worry, my wife is 100% okay with this. Even in this context.)

Here’s where I might be the asshole, if not the creep:

Now, I was pretty high at that point and I joked about how I could give him a positive experience. To my surprise, he actually eagerly accepted. I was a bit hesitant because we were both buzzed, but he kept reiterating that he’s consenting and that he’s sure he wants this. So, I made sure he had a good night and he actually ended up sleeping over and we cuddled. It was super nice and he seemed genuinely ecstatic about it the next morning, it was adorable. I was honestly just happy that I was able to give him a positive sexual encounter.

We exchanged numbers, kept texting for two days and he ended up coming over again. Had some more fun together and he went to go sleep over at a friend’s place. At that point, I sort of realized that I may be catching feelings for him. Which is against me and my wife’s rules and also just a horrible idea, especially considering the age gap. So, I let him know that I need some distance and he was super understanding. He was understandably a bit disappointed but didn’t complain or anything.

Once my wife came back, I told her about everything. This is just a thing we do because it helps avoid speculation and unnecessary jealousy. We always tell each other about what happens with our other sexual partners, but only if they consent to it. Which most of them do because they’re our friends. She seemed a bit unnerved by it, not because of the fact that I had feelings for him, but because of the age difference. She said it’s weird and predatory and told me she needed some time to think.

Apparently, she went to go check in on M and asked him if I pressured him into anything. He said it was a 100% mutual thing and he’s very much into older guys, so he enjoyed it quite a lot.

This put her mind at ease but I’m still quite shaken by it. I never stopped to consider the fact that the age difference is quite concerning. I can’t help but feel like a nasty creep that bribed some poor 20 year with old band shirts to come sleep with him. I don’t like that I didn’t even think about it. Talking with M came so easy and we share a lot of interests. I’m not about to go and say he’s 'mature for his age' because he isn’t, he acts like any other 20 year old.

I was just so focused on how attractive and interesting he is to me, I fear I might’ve acted extremely selfish and should’ve stopped to take his lack of experience and his naivety into account. Of course he’d sleep with me, he’s 20 and doesn’t know any better. It should’ve been my job, as the older adult, to put a stop to it. Please don’t hesitate to give it to me straight.

AITA?

What are these acronyms?

[captainpondlilly]

Okay! The Gilear plush has arrived. This is my best attempt at all of his lines. Two have been unintelligible to me, and several are pretty long and fast which made it hard to follow.

My search history is.. hospitals near me, foot stuck in object, head stuck in object

You're low, he's low, It's Gilear's day baby!*

A guy on the street kicked me in the nuts as hard he could

I don't like "lunchlad"

Help me to understand what I have done to deserve this

My horoscope says "today is a good day to die motherfucker"

I ate a quick cup of yogurt on the way over here to bolster my spirits after I changed, I'm ever so sorry

What do you mean "When" life gives you lemons

I went to apply for the guidance counselor position but I was usurped by a drug dealing werewolf named Jawbone

In my haste to put the armor on I buckled the leg plate and think I clipped the tip of my penis against one of the leg plates and Everytime I move it feels like it might fall off so I ASSURE you demon I have no pride to speak of!

In highschool I was voted "Most Likely To Get Pushed Out Of A Tree"

My car was repossessed by the ride share app that I was working for

It's actually a good thing that no one came to my birthday party because the bounce house flooded and was swept out to sea

I just discovered that *all* of my emails have been going to everyone's spam

Unfortunately I have been banned from that hot air balloon service not because of anything that happened to me in particular but the guys who run it just sort of know my whole deal

Mmm this yogurt tastes like *potatoes*

I asked the woman at Home Depot why my plants kept dying and she said it seemed like they were reaching away from the sun

I've found out recently that one of my shoes is so filled with mildew because a pipe in my bedroom is leaking and I've developed a fungal infection in my foot which I didn't know was possible for elves to get

I don't think that I've ever "Peaked" in that we started neutral and have been going downhill ever since

I am currently trapped in a storm drain. The bottom half of me is above the ground, the other is below

Another Own Goal for Gilear Faeth, yes

Everyone knows you eat 7 spiders in your sleep every year, but I have a bunch coming into me the backway

My sandcastle I'm afraid was destroyed, as I was about to finish it, the tide came in and with it a man holding a bazooka who shot me and killed me

I know you're not going to believe this but Ive just been kicked by a snake

I found out the hard way that people can legally reject status as an emergency contact

The title of my autobiography is going to be Gilear Faeth: Please Stop

On my way here I was carrying a large bowl of Italian wedding soup which shattered on the ground in front of me and several of the small pasta balls rolled through the cracks and alerted vermin to my presence. I've since learned after a trip to the hospital I am deathly allergic to the sting of millipedes which is a way of me saying I need someone to come down to the hospital and pay for this. There is a doctor holding a gun to my head and now that I think about it this clinic is in the back of a storage unit and I think have gone to the wrong place

he said and I quote "he'd stomp my goon ass" if I ever got on his bus again

Gorthalax it was very nice to meet you, you've made a cuckold of me

We're the throw up boys!*

I've been informed that the brownies I consumed were laced with cannabis and rat poison

I am completely unprepared for the perils ahead and am deeply frightened, I'll go get the coffee

A gorilla monster punched me so hard in the back of the head I died

Today I have been hit by 3 scooters

Everytime you squeeze my hand it breaks several small bones

My imaginary friend as a child ghosted me because he said I was too depressing

Do you want me to go back? I warn you, it will break me

Can I interest you in an herbal soda? You must understand I am an intern at a ponzi scheme*

When I go to sleep at night I dream of a world where I might be able to walk through a field without stepping on a rake or gopher hole

If anyone needs me... I will be surprised.

If it wasn't for bad luck, Id have no luck is both true and what was written upon the billboard I crashed through

I wonder if any of these will feature in Junior year 👀

*Thanks to @cappa-cappa for telling me the lines I wasn't able to make out!!