#can't he just marry me plss

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Hi bunny I have an idea

What if reader and lando lowk hate each other and are rivals but one night at vegas they wake up after being blackout drunk married and they only have photos (a bit like the hangover movie) and then they get a flashback of everything with a fruitcake, crostata, cranberry juice and coffee plss thanksss bunny !

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fruitcake: "i'll make tonight special." + crostata: “stupid slut, this is what you wanted huh? wanted me to fuck you like i hate you.” + cranberry juice: mean!character + coffee: rivals served by lando norris (formula one)!!

tags: smut/pwp, rivals au, driver!reader, drinking, drunk marriage, hate sex, mean!lando,

light streamed through the large windows in your hotel room. your eyes cracked open and your mouth felt instantly dry. your lips couldn't form words as you just groaned. you were no stranger to hangovers, but when you turned away from the evil sun, your cheek collided with something firm. someone firm. it was a body, your eyes open wider. you looked to see who was the mystery man in your bed.

while you were expecting some babe from the strip. you instead saw a sleeping lando norris.

and when you recoiled away from you and put your hand over your mouth, you noticed something even more terrifying. you had a gold band on your left hand.

it started over drinks, you could see lando from across the bar as you leaned back into your seat. your teammate followed your gaze. not this again.

lewis had the displeasure of hearing almost all of your drunken rants about lando. he knew very intimately how much you loathed, but also wanted lando. he was your proper rival. while the rivalry wasn't the more fierce in the history of formula one, he wanted you to just get over your stubbornness and sleep with the mclaren driver to get over the tension.

"i hate him." you sighed, "he walks around the paddock like he has the biggest cock."

"and how would you know his cock isn't the biggest?" lewis laughed which spurred you to laugh.

"well, c'mon. we all know that my cock is the biggest. in a metaphorical sense anyway... but it takes big balls to be the only female driver. gotta keep up with the boys." you laughed and winked at your teammate.

lewis chuckled, "can't argue with that." then took a sip of his (non alcoholic) drink. he watched you look over at the mclearn drivers at the other end of the bar. while oscar gave a wave, lando glared at you.

you made a face before you took another sip of your cocktail, "he doesn't act like that with anyone else. he is practically running max off the track and he is still more friendly than with me. maybe he hates women." the alcohol was flooded in your brain and your tonuge felt looser.

your teammate laughed, "right, right. he hated woman." he watched you ramble. an unintentional plus side to not drinking was that he got to be the sober person in the room when fellow drivers spilled their guts over drinks. eventually he said, "i think you need to talk to him."

and you were so drunk at that point you took hew advice and got up on shaky legs. you started to make your way over to lando, which shocked lewis. you never took his advice like that. he also knew that he wasn't going to be seeing you for the rest of the night.

he looked around for a moment before he took another sip of his drink. he hoped that you didn't get into too much trouble tonight. and made a mental note to check in on you in the morning. someone could get into heaps of trouble in a place like las vegas.

you don't know this happened or what you said. but lando was soon in your room with his large hands all over you. you groaned at his touch and he wanted to devour you whole. you wanted the same for him.

"i'll make tonight special." he said as he got you out of your mercedes branded t-shirt. and eyed your breasts.

"never seen tits before, norris? i thought you went through women like pairs of socks." you laughed before lando pushed you further up against the wall.

he chuckled lowly, "you like getting me mad, huh? you like driving me up the fucking wall. stupid slut, this is what you wanted, huh? you wanted me to fuck you like i hate you." lando then groaned, he pinned you to the wall, "you're such a whore. i bet you keep toto's bed nice and warm during the off season."

"fuck, shut up. you basically are between the legs of zak any time he asks. like a fucking dog." you bit back before lando kissed you once more.

the months of feuding had come to a head. as lando continued you to mark up your breasts before he took your bra off. he hungrily licked his lips and groaned a little.

the bed seemed far and you ended up on the couch. both of you were stripped naked, your flushed body on display for him as you straddled his waist and he held on to your hips like you two had done this a million times. you moved well together.

"i thought you were a virgin because you never put out. turned out you're a proper whore." your moan only spurred him on as he pushed himself inside of your achy cunt. he felt you in such an intimate way.

"i'm not a whore" you groaned as you fully seated yourself onto his cock.

he gripped you by the ass and replied, "there's no shame in being a whore. especially my whore. don't worry, i won't throw you away. nah, i'm keeping you." he groaned as he started to fuck you. and you felt the flood of pleasure in your body.

you had to admit, lando made you feel good. there was something about how it made you feel that made you move faster. damn lando norris, damn him.

his kisses got hotter the more you both rutted against each other.

"you feel like heaven. the hottest piece of ass on the track." he groaned, "you're always trying to be the best, but i know you well enough. fuck you drive me crazy!"

you asked, "is that why you hate me?" you felt the pleasure pair with the liquor in your system. it all clouded your mind.

"could never actually hate you." he groaned, "i'd bully and tease you. but that's because i want you so badly. spent so many nights jerking off to the thoughts of you." his breathing became heavier, "wanted to fuck you in front of the grid. i wanted you all to myself." his tone was hungry, but his words were true. he needed you. you had invaded his thoughts.

"fuck, lando." the haze of it all kept you moving. there was a painful heat between you. it was unlike anything you felt before with anyone else. sex was fun with others, but with lando it was a deep need.

he excited you sexually, just as he ddi on the track. you two kissed once more and lando moaned against your lips. youmoved faster, you could feel his cock hit against your softest areas. and you felt heaven on earth. and as you climaxed, the feeling was closely compared to winning a grand prix.

"fuck.' he groaned as you came. you kissed once more and practically melted against him. he gripped your hips tightly.

you continued to fuck him through your orgasm. and by the time he finished inside of you, you had marked up his shoulders with your nails because he made you finish for a second time.

when you slowed to a stop, you rested against his toned chest. he wrapped an arm around you and gave you a lazy kiss on the mouth.

he groaned when he pulled away, "fuck it. i'm keeping you. let's get married." there were a lot of ways to get into trouble in las vegas.

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you laid in bed beside a sleeping lando. you looked at your wedding ring in shock. it only made the hangover worse. you had no recollection of most of the night, you remembered being intimate. but no details about your wedding.

your phone rang and you reached for it. you picked it up and heard lewis' voice on the other end, "good morning mrs. norris."

you sat up in bed and the throb in your head got worse. "how did you know? jesus christ." you said as you got out of bed to have this conversation in the bathroom.

"i mean, you sent me photos of your wedding. didn't take you as someone who wanted to be married by an elvis impersonator. how drunk were you last night?"

you closed the bathroom door and looked into the mirror. and saw all the marks lando left you the night prior. you said, "i couldn't tell you... i remember nothing."

"well they already updated your name on the track for next weekend." lewis laughed, "i'd suggest your change it on your track id, don't want any problems, mrs. norris."

"you hate me, lewis. you want me dead."

lewis replied, "not as much as toto wants you dead. have fun with your husband, let me know if you're flying to qatar with him or not."

when the call ended, you looked through your photos. you got married to lando norris. your rival. you felt your stomach dropped when you saw all the photos. the bathroom door opened and you were face to face with your husband.

you looked at one another in shock. you looked down at the photo on the phone screen. it was you in a short white number and lando in a white button up and tan slacks. you had no memory of this.

your hands shook as you showed him the photo. there was a silence between you two. before you could say anything, you jumped as you phone rang once more.

your stomach twisted when you saw the caller id. it was your boss, toto wolff. <3

[pretzel-box]

hello! do you perhaps do smut things? If so! Perhaps sebastian and his husband with some smut? I know hes married to..zerum but her toxicity in the servers been enough for me!!

if you dont do smut or dont want to do this PLSS sebastian comforting an anxious (male plspls) reader? Tysm!! You rock and i love ur feed!!

The memories of the drowning

words: 1k

status: barely proof-read

tags: male!reader, slightly sequel to Suffocated , married established relationship, mention of anxiety and panic & comfort in the end

author note: I'm probably one of the people that currently hate on the devs for their behaviour, which makes me write x reader stories in first place. Zerum isn't included in the game, which means she can't be married in canon to Sebastian. She's a real person, not a pressure character. So congrats, y'all can marry our beloved merchant in your own headcanons! ♡

Every time you close your eyes, the events of the past replay in the depths of your mind, vivid and unrelenting, replacing your dreams with painfully realistic memories. The horrors you faced in the Hadal Blackside refuse to fade, instead etching themselves deeper into your consciousness with every passing night.

The different screams echo endlessly in your ears, a cacophony of terror that leaves an uncomfortable ringing, dulling your senses. Your body, conditioned by the countless encounters with unspeakable horrors, twitches involuntarily at the memory of how the floors and walls shook violently with every terrible angler attack. The sensation of those tremors, the sickening anticipation of what was to come, still lingers in your muscles, a reminder that survival was never guaranteed.

At this point, you can't lie to yourself anymore. The time spent in the depths of the Hadal Blackside has mentally scarred you, leaving wounds that may never fully heal. The darkness of the ocean wasn't just physical; it had seeped into your mind, haunting you in the night when your body relaxes from the survival modus only to switch back into pure panic.

Sometimes, the weight of it all comes crashing down on you in the dead of night, overwhelming you with the sudden, terrifying realization that you are trapped in a facility full of death traps, thousands of feet below the surface. The oppressive pressure of the ocean above feels like it's bearing down on you even now, crushing you under its immense, suffocating weight. The knowledge that you are surrounded by darkness and danger, with no escape, no reprieve, gnaws at the edges of your sanity with each passing second, making the experience worse.

Your eyes rip themselves open as your whole body starts to tremble uncontrollably. Cold sweat drenches your skin, making the sheets cling to you like the tentacles that once threatened to drag you to your doom. Your hand clings to your shirt, grabbing it tightly as if the fabric could anchor you to reality, grounding you in the present and warding off the terror of your memories.

The breath hitches, coming in shallow, rapid gasps that only feed the growing panic. The ringing in your ears intensifies, drowning out any attempt to calm yourself, until it feels like your head might split open from the noise. Desperate to silence it, you press both hands over your ears, squeezing your eyes shut in a futile attempt to block out the memories, the sounds, the overwhelming fear that consumes you.

But even with your eyes closed, the darkness offers no comfort. Instead, it brings the images flooding back, the twisted, writhing forms of the creatures you barely escaped, the cold, uncaring walls of the underwater facility, the endless corridors that seemed to close in around you with each step.

The faint hint of fluorescent blue hovered in the corner of your eyes, casting a soft, eerie glow across the dimly lit room. It was a color that had once sent chills down your spine, a reminder of all the deaths you had experienced. But now, it had become a familiar presence, a sign that you were not alone.

Sebastian had stirred beside you, waking from his own troubled nap. Without a word, he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close against his chest. The gesture was silent, but it spoke volumes. He knew the weight of the nightmares that plagued you, the way they clung to your mind. He couldn't lie, he was in a very similar spot, haunted by his own memories of the Hadal Blackside and all the things Urbanshade did to him.

As his arms encircled you, you felt the coldness of his body seep through your clothes, a stark contrast to the warmth of his embrace. Yet, instead of making you shiver, it grounded you, reminding you that you weren't lost in the darkness of your mind. He was here with you, sharing in the burden of those memories.

Sebastian held you tightly, as if trying to shield you from all the monsters that have threatened to pull you under. His other free arm moved gently, fingers threading through your hair in a soothing motion. The rhythmic, repetitive strokes were comforting, helping to slow the rapid pace of your heartbeat and calm the storm raging within you.

He didn't need to say anything. His presence alone was enough, a quiet assurance that you didn't have to face this alone. He understood your fear, your pain, because he had lived it too. The horrors of the deep had scarred you both, but in this moment, you found solace in each others company.

Gradually, the tension in your body began to ease. The panic that had gripped you loosened its hold, replaced by a fragile sense of peace. You closed your eyes, not to shut out the memories, but to focus on the feeling of Sebastians arms around you, his fingers in your hair, the steady rise and fall of his chest as he breathed. His tail moved, wrapping itself around you, and you couldn't help but melt into his touch.

In the silence, you could hear a faint sound. But it was Sebastian’s heartbeat, slow and steady beneath your ear, that anchored you. With him, the memories didn't seem as overwhelming, the darkness not as suffocating. He was your lifeline, pulling you back from the brink.

"You're safe," he finally whispered, his voice barely audible but filled with certainty. "I got you." He leaned down, placed a gentle kiss on the top of your head, and nuzzled into your hair. "I keep you safe, didn't I promise you that in my wedding vow?"

You nodded against his chest, not trusting your voice to respond. His words were simple, but they carried a truth you desperately needed to hear, and you felt blessed to have such a protective husband. For now, it was enough. You were safe, wrapped in his arms, with the knowledge that whatever came next, you wouldn't have to face it alone.

Sebastian continued to hold you close, his touch gentle and reassuring, until the tremors in your body subsided completely. As you drifted off into a more peaceful sleep, the fluorescent blue light dimmed behind your eyelids, leaving you in a quiet, comforting darkness that was no longer filled with terror, but with the warmth of his presence beside you.

[boldlyvoid]

Doorstep with Spencer x reader pls pls plss!!

[DOORSTEP] a starter where my muse shows up at your muse's doorstep because they didn't know where else to go (+ REVERSE to reverse)

theres a heavy knocking at her door in the middle of the night. she doesn't think anything of it at first and then the knocking gets more intense, the person's knuckles hit the wood so hard and more frequently, drawing her out of her bed and down the hall to the door.

she peeks out the peephole first and she sees it's spencer. she whips the door open, "what are you doing here? what time is it?"

"i had to see you," he says, almost out of breath. "i had to, I'm sorry."

she pulls him in close, she can tell something's wrong and so she hugs all his worries away. "you're okay, I've got you."

"the victims this time looked just like you," he cries. "i couldn't handle it, i hated this case so much. i kept thinking i'd lose you."

"i'm not going anywhere," she assures him, she rubs his back gently and walks backwards with him. she shuts the door and holds him in the darkness of her apartment.

"i love you," he whispers against her before pressing his lips to her shoulder. "i love you so much."

"i love you too, spence," she can't help but smile.

she grips his hair at the base of his neck and scratches his scalp the way she knows he likes, which draws him out of the crook of her neck to look at her. he instead cups her face in his hands and brings he in for a kiss, then another and another. he smothers her in kisses until she laughs.

"i mean it, i can't lose you," he whispers. "marry me? be with me forever?"

"Spence?" she can't believe it. "really?"

he nods, "it's all i could think about on the way home. I can't lose you, i want forever with you. marry me."

"okay," she agrees, as if she'd ever say no... she's also been thinking about marrying him, just she's imagined it the whole time they've known each other. she loves him more than she could ever express.

she kisses him this time, she kisses him so hard that he's almost knocked back but he gives into it. he breathes her in, deepening the kiss as the two of them walk blindly to her room to show each other just how much they mean it when they say "i love you"

[cressthebest]

Crimson Rivers thoughts pt. 32

chapter 51:

1. remus misses sirius and honestly they can make a person feel so fucking single, jesus christ

2. i like how remus is like “reg is james’���. boyfreind????? fiancé????? it would feel too disrespectful to ask atp”

3. “You can love Regulus, or anyone, so much you break the fucking scale, but…some people just don't know how to love themselves, and they have to learn that.” FUCKING PREACH REMUS

4. god, james is talking about how regulus thinks he doesn’t know how to love, when in reality, he loves so hard that he’s willing to die. and AHHHHH

5. 🧍🏻evan jumpscare

6. remus and james friendship >>>>>>>>>>>>

7. petition to reunite lily and remus

8. “Without a word of warning, [Pandora] brings Remus' hand to her mouth to press a quick, gentle kiss to the back of his fingers, then does the same thing to James. Remus feels his ears go hot, because he knows what that means, a Hallow gesture for deep admiration. No ones ever done that to him before, so he's a bit flustered by it, admittedly”

AWWWWW

9. “James, in love with a death eater. Who would have thought?” reading this line feels like such a jump scare. i’m the image of one of those really scared cats where their hair and tail is spiky

10. i’m honestly hoping that everyone can just make it to lily’s rescue. like plsss nobody else die. i love you all

11. “Sirius is currently complaining about the fact that he can't see the moon at night, tipping his head back and boldly requesting McGonagall personally to hang it in the sky just for him.” LMAOOO SIRIUS YOURE SO FUNNY AND I HOPE YOU KNOW THAT

12. “”He's my best friend," Sirius announces slowly, like Regulus is an idiot who can't understand basic concepts.

Regulus arches an eyebrow. "He's my fiancé."”

LMAOOO THIS IS SO FUNNY reg just took the words fiancé and fucking RAN with it

13. AWWW i love how excited sirius is for reg that he’s engaged to james!! he loves his brother so much!!

14. “Regulus huffs and rolls his eyes to the sky, literally begging for patience. "I said: would you marry me? He said: yes. Very simple. Asked, answered, engaged."

"You—" Sirius abruptly starts giggling, and Regulus stares at him blankly. "Oh, Regulus. Regulus. That's not—it's—okay, so you do realize that agreeing that you would get married is not the same as agreeing to get married, yeah?"

"No, I'm pretty sure they're the same," Regulus replies.”

i’m CACKLING

15. “Regulus bursts out. "I want you to keep being an idiot until you're old and ugly, and I want you to come to my fucking wedding!"” ☺️☺️ siblings

16. “"First of all, I would be old and beautiful," Sirius states firmly, holding up a finger. "I am going to be sexy until the day I die, even if I could live until a hundred. Second of all, I will be at the wedding. In spirit. Have it at night under my star. Or just—I don't know, slap a picture of me on a chair and—"”

😭😭😭 he knows he’s gonna be a hot old man. me also like, he’s so funny plss i love him

17. “Did [James] know he was engaged prior to Regulus announcing it when he sent the bagel? No. Is he going to protest it? Also no.” 😭😭

18. 😦😦 they were just talking about weddings and now reg is probably about to drown via crimson river. FUCK THIS

19. “People are born to live, and destined to die. Regulus doesn't care about destiny.” godDAMN

20. sirius helped him climb out with rope. they’re safe. it’s all good. i KNOW he has a pov but i was still so worried for him

21. 😧 my dear. flipping off the sky will NOT help you survive longer. they will just try to kill you more painfully.

22. 😭😭 not zar saying this was a lighter chapter cause he’s comparing it to the previous one. babes. reg’s worst nightmare just occurred again 😭😭

[cheolinnie]

hi 😭 I just came from your Taeyong Feel Me! It’s really good and love it so much ! CanI request arranged marriage au with Taeyong plss ?? Thank youuuu 🫶🏻

a/n: OH MY GOD YESSSSSSSSSSSSS

Our little secret

FLUFFY FLUFF FLUFF

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Taeyong!! you stomp one foot on the ground, an expression Taeyong can only describe as painfully adorbale settles on your face. "Let's go! Use those long legs the gods blessed you with and RUN!"

You yell as you watch your boyfriend casually jog over to you, the wind whipping his grey flannel behind his tall figure. Once he's right in front of you and you're peering up at his sparkling boba eyes, he swiftly swipes a kiss.

"What'd I say about that pouty face of yours,hm?" he asks, brows rasied as if lecturing a kid.

You narrow your gaze as your roll your eyes. "You can't help but kiss me..."

He chuckles out a a grin as he squishes your cheeks, before taking your hand in his. "So, where do you wanna go now?"

Your eyes roam around the empty amusement park, your heart unable to pick where to explore next. It was your four year anniversary, and since you haven't been to an amusement park in a long time Taeyong rented it out for the night - Just for the two of you, away from the chaos of his idol life.

You worked as a stylist for Taeyongs junior group, Nct Dream, so the two of you never really interacted much before; It was only until your best friend, Mark, invited you out to dinner with Haechan and Taeyong- ever since your first proper, encounter Lee Taeyong never left your thoughts.

"Oh let's go to the photo booth!"

Taeyong chuckles. "Again?"

You nod frantically as you beging to pull his arm towards the booth for the second time tonight. "We have to use props this time!"

Taeyong, who would never complain if it meant seeing that bright smile on your face, complies as your throw various items on him and yourself.

"Babe, can we atleast get something to eat afterwards?" despite the slight whine, Taeyong still had an adoring smile on his face as he watched you pull all kinds of faces for the camera.

You suddenly jump on his lap, eyes wide. Grabbing his soft cheeks, you stick your bottom lip out. "awww is Taeyongiee hungry?"

Taeyong chuckles at your adorably asked question, "yes, very hungry actually. I feel like eating some ramen and soju, should we get that?"

"YES!"

Within 10 minutes you two had wrapped up your photobooth time, and now seated under the night sky and fairy lights with a bottle of soju and some steaming ramen. As you at Taeyong couldn't help but sneak in glances- even after four years he could just never get enough of you, you and your undying beauty.

"Marry me."

You nearly choked on your food.

Taeyong continues to smile as you dab your mouth with a napkin, before settling your gaze with his.

"I'd love to Tae," your smile falters slightly, but you hoped he didn't notice. "But you know we can't, the company-"

"Who says the company has to know?" you rasie an eyebrow, and Taeyong reaches to take your hands in his. "In fact, who says anyone has to know?"

You laugh, unable to know if he was serious or not. "So you're saying we should elope?"

His gaze started to look more stern, "You never wanted a big wedding anyways, and neither did I."

"Taeyong we need a witness."

"I trust Mark, and you do too." he stated simply, and then begins to remove a ring from his finger, and slides it into your ring finger.

"You don't think the guys would find it suspicious if we both start wearing rings on our ring fingers?"you inquire, uable to hide the small smile as you admire the look of his ring on your finger.

"It doesn't have to be rings. We could get matching bracelets, or necklaces even? You prefer bracelets anyway, right?" you look up into his eyes, and his gaze told you the raw sincerity and truth of his words. He wanted this, he wanted to marry you and make you his wife.

"I do prefer bracelets," you smile. "But I'm keeping this ring though, it's pretty." he laughs at your response.

"So.... is that a yes?"

You stand up and make your way over to his side, before comfortably seating yourself in his lap. You nod. "Yes it can be our little secret."

Taeyong hums as his gaze fixes on your inviting lips. "One just for Lee Taeyong and Lee Y/n."

You chuckle before settling into the kiss, Taeyong's arms wrapped securely around your waist, and yours drapped around his neck.

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3 months later

You and Taeyong carried out your daily lives as per usual, with nothing changing other than the fact that you two are married.

You walk around the SM building, to the cafe to grab a few snacks and a drink. You walk in and see that the cafe is busy with so many people chatting and laughing.

You go behind the line and wait to order your drink and snack. As you look around the area, you find Taeyong and Johnny walking in. You wave at them and mouth towards them to come over.

Taeyong lights up when he sees you, and walks over. "Hey guys, what are you doing here?" Johnny walks right behind Taeyong. "Oh we're here to grab drinks for us and the guys."

You smile at Johnny's response, "Ohhhh." Taeyong couldn't help but just stare into your eyes lovingly. You move a bit closer to Taeyong just so your able to whisper into his ear. "Babe, stop looking at me like that." He looks at you dumbfoundedly "Like what?"

Johnny looks up from his phone, "Like your gonna marry her right now or something." he laughs a little and goes back to looking at his phone.

Both yours and Taeyong's face turned red. You look at Taeyong with a serious gaze, "You're so dead when we go home." Taeyong looks at you with a light smile. "I can't help it."

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a/n: i hope i did justice with this 😭

[chiharuhashibira]

Hello again a thank you for doing the sanemi x abused reader it was soooo goooodddd !!! But can you like make a modern au of teacher sanemi x teacher reader plss???😳thank youuu🤗🤗

Hello again @skeleton-the-gangser! Of course! I would love too!

I want to insert here some plot inside my head and I think a Modern AU of Teacher Sanemi X Teacher Reader would do well on it. XD

But perhaps~ you'll see another character OwO And I hope it would be good for y'all~ UwU

𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽

𝑩𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒕𝒐 𝒀𝒐𝒖

𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢 𝐗 𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 (𝐌𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐧 𝐀𝐔)

Content Warnings: Curse words, Slightly Suggestive

"Y/N-sensei, is it true that you're still not married by now?"

For the millionth time, you've sighed, releasing all of the pent-up irritation that these incessant questions have brought. The gathering was supposed to be a get-together with your old class, but instead, you found yourself in the hot seat.

It's clear that your students from two years ago were just curious about what happened to you. But it really irritated you that they quickly shifted the conversation from their newfound jobs or their college lives, to your nonexistent love life.

"For the tenth time today, yes. I'm not married. I'm still single at 25. For God's sake. Let's just stop talking about me. Let's just chat about how successful you guys have been."

Laughter echoed in the restaurant, but no sound came out of your lips. You just felt like you wanted to head home. You never thought it, but this reunion had become draining. It felt like all your strength had seeped out of your body as you dodged all their invading questions.

Looking around for help from your crazy group of students, your eyes landed on your co-teacher, who was watching how flustered you were all along. You widened your eyes at him, signalling him to come and get you from there.

It seems like Sanemi took that hint, and with a smirk on his lips, he stood up from his seat and went towards you. Rolling up the sleeves of his white button-up shirt in the process.

You gulped when you saw the muscles on his arm, wishing that the man would never notice how you looked at him. Sanemi has always been fit, and there are times that you can't take your eyes off him.

An arm suddenly snaked around your shoulder, pulling you closer. With a creased eyebrow, you turned to look up at Sanemi, who's definitely taller than you. "Ey, ey! I can see how you've been pestering your Y/N-sensei. So I'll be taking her away from you."

Students often flinch at the sound of Sanemi's voice since he has always been the sternest teacher of you all. Often times, you would feel like hitting his head because of his attitude, but now you're very thankful for it.

Sanemi really did take you away from your old seat, despite the grunts that came from your curious students. For some reason, heat seems to build up in your cheeks as you realise that his arms are still wrapped around you. Sanemi's body radiated more warmth than you could ever imagine, as he acted so cold around some people sometimes.

He finally let you go once you were at his table. A small chuckle escaped from his lips as his purple eyes watched you settle down. "Why are you laughing, Shinazugawa-san?" You asked, rolling your eyes in annoyance and fluster.

You looked aside before being drawn into his intimidating stare, and he didn't even answer. "You know, if you'll tease me too—"

"I'm just curious too, Y/N-chan. Why are you still single?"

The audacity to ask that! Incredulous by what he had just said, you stared at him with wide eyes and cocked an eyebrow. You never expected that a man as stern as him would be interested in gossip.

Even though you were trying to keep your cool, all you could think about was punching the smirk right off his face. Maybe it's just the booze talking.

"Why on earth would you care?"

"Perhaps because I can change that?"

You seemed momentarily stunned. Did you catch every word he said? Is he actually so tipsy? After hearing what Sanemi had to say, your mouth nearly hit the floor in shock.

Is that a fucking confession?

There was a brief period of silence. You did nothing except stare at him in bewilderment, like a young child with no idea what was going on in the world.

Perhaps Sanemi couldn't stand that; he pulled you outside, making sure that none of your former students or co-teachers were looking.

No protest came from your lips, even as Sanemi had already carried your bag on his left shoulder, holding you by your right hand. All that matters in your head right now is figuring out what he just said.

One...

Two...

Three...

"What in the actual fuck are you doing, Shinazugawa-san?"

These words suddenly came out of your mouth as you realised that you were being dragged away from the gathering by your co-teacher, who seemed to be too drunk.

Yes, you will admit that you enjoyed the sensation of his calloused hand against your small fingers, wondering how his palm became like this in the first place.

"Oh, mind your language, Y/N-chan!" Sanemi teased, making you pull away from his hold. For real, what's on with him tonight? Curiousness and fluster mixed up within you, making you feel a boiling sensation in the pit of your stomach. You bit your lip and tried to steal your bag from him, but as he was taller and quicker than you, he just moved an inch, and all your efforts were wasted.

You groaned loudly, making some people look at the both of you. Realising that you both were in public, Sanemi raised an eyebrow at some bystanders and spoke with a cold tone.

"What's the matter with you? Enjoying the show? Go fuck off."

No one would ever think that this foul-mouthed man is a teacher with how he acts sometimes. You shot him a glance, mortified at what he had done, but it didn't seem to phase him in the slightest.

He looked back at you and sent you that smirk once again, which annoyed the hell out of you. "Shinazugawa-san, you're fucking drunk. Stop this." You're almost crying from too much frustration over his teasing.

And perhaps he had seen the tears that were welling in your eyes when Sanemi suddenly gulped and gave you back your bag. "Eh, I was just teasing. No need to cry, Y/N-chan." He said it as if both of you were children playing at the playground.

"Whatever!" You said, snatching the bag away from his hand.

You no longer felt like continuing on with the reunion and instead wanted to return home. You then turned around and started walking in the opposite direction, completely befuddling Sanemi. He chased after you, mumbling your name.

His mint perfume came to your senses, bringing back some memories. Whenever both of you are at school, you can always tell he's around because of his distinctive minty, masculine aroma. Sanemi loves to ask how you have been. Often times, he would help you carry books or even walk you to the bus station.

He isn't like that with the other people; it's as if he has a facade when it comes to them.

Or perhaps it's the other way around. You're the one who's seeing his facade.

"Hey, I was just joking earlier." He said it now, with a hushed tone, making you stop walking. As if he had lost his senses, Sanemi bumped into you, accidentally hitting his lip on the top of your head. A yelp came out of your lips as you turned to look at him and saw that there was blood on his lower lip.

"Shinazugawa-san! You should be careful!" You said that all of the annoyance faded as you took your handkerchief and wiped the blood from his lower lip.

It would be an understatement to say that you don't feel anything. As you wiped the blood from his lip, you couldn't help but witness how long his eyelashes were and how the little hair from his bangs moved with the littlest of his movements.

Gulping at the sight, you finally looked away and were about to step a bit further, but Sanemi caught your arm and pulled you close.

"But I'm definitely serious about one thing that I've told you tonight. I want you to be my girlfriend, Y/N-chan."

What he had said surprised you. At first, you thought that he is drunk, but then eventually realised that there is no hint of alcohol in his breath. So, he's definitely sober, and he's clearly confessing to you.

You gulped and didn't answer him for a while. You stared at him once again and saw how serious he is by the look of his face and the glitter of his eyes. His lips, his plumpy lips... You suddenly had the urge to feel them and check how they would taste.

But then, you stopped yourself and these crazy thoughts... for a while...

"Shinazugawa-san, uh... Let's get your wound cleaned first. Then we'll talk about this again..."

A smile crept up his lips—not that signature smirk that he always wears. You didn't smile back, but you're sure that you're blushing like a schoolgirl.

"Where do we go then?" He asked while taking the opportunity to gently squeeze your hand. You took a deep breath and glanced at your hands, which were intertwined.

"Up to you..." You said it in a small tone, feeling a lump on your throat as Sanemi's fingers caressed your hands slowly. When you returned his gaze, his earnest grin changed into a childlike smile, and a flush appeared on his cheek.

"I know the perfect place. Come with me."

𝑻𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒖𝒆𝒅…

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𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 1, 𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒆!

𝑶𝒉 𝒎𝒚 𝒈𝒐𝒔𝒉, 𝒐𝒉 𝒎𝒚 𝒈𝒐𝒔𝒉!!! 𝑰'𝒎 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒏𝒐𝒘!

So, surprise! This story will be chaptered, and it'll be my first chaptered fic since 2014/2015 I think? HAHA!

Thank you once again @skeleton-the-gangser for the prompt >///< I will definitely tag you to the next chapters~ I hope you like the first one tho!

Feel free to comment or reblog~

✌𝓡𝓮𝓺𝓾𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓼 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓸𝓹𝓮𝓷✌

Feel free to request any content~ Would really love those UwU

Thank you for reading this fic! 🌸

Love yah all!

Ja ne~

~𝓒𝓱𝓲𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓾-𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓷🌸

𝐍𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫>

[creepedverse]

SPILL NICO'S LOVERSS PLSS (like can we get a glimpse of her relationship dynamics with people hmmmmmm)

Shit, where to start LMAO

Nico's got a bunch of lovers throughout Farnbury. Usually just flings or one night stands, on her end she doesn't really care for any of them, but there are a few she sees regularly enough for them to be in her margins. Here are some + lyrics that correspond to their perspectives of her:

Hunter's in love with Nico, albeit begrudgingly. She does her dirty work for her, hides whatever body, kills whoever she asks her to. Nico's got her heart on a leash, and Hunter can be as self aware as she likes about the fact that this girl in her bed's using her for filth, but ultimately she's on her knees for her regardless.

Elias gets all of her saccharine. He's delusional, or in denial, thinks she's misunderstood, that deep down she's a sweet girl. Very Harley and Joker core. He'd marry her if he could. Completely adores her.

Cain's got a crush on Nico, hard. He thinks they're friends, but he's pining for something more. She humors him whenever he seems particularly jealous of her weekend boys.

Lia's infatuated with Nico, and stupidly, gutwrenchingly jealous of her and everything she has. Can't tell whether she wants her or wants to be her half the time. Bitter with desire, and she hates them both for it.

Nico's got her favorites, and then she's got him. She and Makiaveli hate each other. If they could kill each other and get away with it, they would. He hates the clothes she wears, her voice, the way she laughs. She hates his eyes and his asymmetric lips and the cigarettes he smokes. They hate each other. That's it. That's definitely it. Just don't ask them who's name's on their lips whenever they're with anyone else.

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The only character I own in this post is Nico! The rest were made by my friends who saw me make the most evil woman alive and decided to write self insert fan fiction for her - N

[bwoahtastic]

no but what if nico finally has enough, and escapes out of the city to live in the woods where he finds Lewis again, which leads to them fighting but something breaks in Nico and he just fully screams at Lewis “i didnt deserve this Lewis i fucking loved you i wanted a life with you but a spoiled child of a prince wanted me and instead of fighting for me or our child or love, YOU LEFT ME AND CURSED MY BEAUTFUL BABY BOY, im not the person your supposed to be angry at, if anything im the person that allowed to burn this entire city to the ground for what theyve done to me and my baby

Oh plss!

Nico can't do anything in the town, as much as he wants to help hid sweet baby there is nothing he can do! He escapes the town, tries to come up with a new plancand in the mean time comes across Lewis ans they argue a lot until Nico has enough, screaming at Lewis about how he loved Lewis and it wasnt his choice to marry the king! He wanted to bebwith Lewis and instead of lewis understanding, Lewis cursed his sweet baby boy and if anyone has a right to be upset, it's nico!

[lemonandlime22]

hiii for the event of 1,300 followers, maybe this was already requested before but I want to choose Future, Jealousy and Knowledge for vil schoenheit plss :'))

Ok, you didn't say whether you wanted it to be platonic or romantic so I flipped a coin and it chose romantic but please state which one you want and if you aren't sure if they've been requested you can look at the event masterlist.

Vil Schoenheit (Romantic)

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Future: Vil's plan slightly revolves around your relationship. He's a realistic person so he's very aware of how likely it is that you two won't last your whole lives, don't get me wrong he wants this relationship all that time, but he's just aware of how life is sometimes.

If you two do last, he would like to get married to you, but he cares more about you than marriage so if you don't want to and just stay dating, he's perfectly fine with that. I honestly can't see Vil wanting kids but he seems like the type to be relatively good with kids. A reason he wouldn't want children is possibly because of his job, I can see him wanting to be in the entertainment industry for a long time and that is a very time-consuming job, he knows he wouldn't be able to fully be a present parent.

Jealousy: Honestly no, it'll take quite a bit to make him seriously jealous. He fully trusts you, if he didn't he wouldn't be with you, he knows you won't do anything. He'll know if you're pulling a prank of some kind on him and if he's in the mood he might play along. Oh and he most certainly won't get jealous out of insecurity, he is a man that knows his worth.

(I feel I should say that this is all post oberblot)

Knowledge: He knows you pretty well, he's an observant person so after a little while he catches on to the little things like slight movements when your nervous or like I said in Jealousy, he can tell when your up to something. Though this all will take time.

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1,300 followers event (Fluff alphabet)

Event masterlist

[txchlmet]

around the world ✿ | timothée chalamet

fc: madison beer | warnings: none, just fluff

⋆┈┈｡ﾟ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ﾟ｡┈┈⋆

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timmyupdates new picture of timothée at y/n's concert in manchester tonight!

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user1 supportive boyfriend >

user2 he was watching her from the crowd how cute 🥺

user3 i was standing behind him and my mans had heart in his eyes the entire time

↪ user4 i saw a video on twitter where he pulled out his phone and took pictures of her every time she changed outfits 😭

user5 he's been with her for the entire european leg of tour, ladies IF HE WANTED HE WOULD

user6 he's setting the bar so high for us

↪ user7 he's... standing in a crowd. 💀

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yourinstagram manchester, i'm never gettin over u

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user1 you were amazing bubs 💕

user2 the way you did not hesitate to jump off the stage to hug that fan who was sobbing 💀

↪ user3 the security guard looked so done too 😭

pauline.chalamet you looked so pretty and sounded amazing 🥺

kidcudi 🤩

tchalamet you blow my mind every time !!

↪ yourinstagram mon ange garçon, i adore you 🥺

user4 they're so in love no one touch me

user5 timmy dancing to y/n's songs every night is my daily dose of serotonin fr fr

nicoleflender beautiful concert, beautiful girl!

user6 can't wait for the tour dairies, we're gonna have so much content 😭

user7 still waiting for timmy's cryptic post

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fanaccount in today's q&a, y/n said she has written songs about timothée!

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user1 "expect a feature with lil timmy tim" she's so funny bye 💀

user2 plss the way she blushed when fans mentioned timothée 🥺

user3 she also said timmy knows how to write songs!!

↪ user4 patiently waiting for the day they collab on something 😭

user5 they're both so awkward and shy, it's like they're the same person

user6 no cause the day they get married is the day i'd die

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tchalamet mon petit paradis, photo de moi ☺

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user1 oh to be timothée's little heaven 😔

user2 alexa play that should be me by jb

user3 when they post about each other >

florencepugh obsessed with her 😍

user4 so lil timmy tim's got photography skills?!

user5 I HOPE TIMMY KNOWS HOW TO FIGHT 🤺

user6 timmy is your girlfriend single?

↪ tchalamet NEVER

prideofgypsies 🧡🧡🧡🧡

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yourinstagram photo dump with ma lovah <3

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user1 SECOND SLIDE SECOND SLIDE

user2 timmy's smile on the third pic 🥺🥺

user3 if they ever break up i'll stop believing in love

user4 you don't understand, these are my parents

zendaya in love with these

user5 third picture he was looking at her while she performed and you can't convince me otherwise 😌

pauline.chalamet love you guys so much

user6 can they break up already? i'm tired of seeing them everywhere 🙄

↪ yourinstagram no ❤

user7 Y/NNN 💀

user8 after that ^ comment y'all should get married just to annoy these bitches

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[teyvat-imagines]

hii, can i request I, V and W for diluc plss? hope you're having a great day!!

Hi hi! :D Thanks for the request! ^w^ Hope you're having a great day too!!

100+ Followers Event

Diluc - I, V and W

○ I = Impression (What was their first impression?)

Answered here :)

○ V = Vaunt (What do they like to show off? What are they proud of?)

Diluc isn't the type to show off often, especially not when it comes to himself. He'll show off the winery sure, but that's just because he's proud to continue his father's legacy.

On the rare occasion that he does want to show off something he's proud of, it would be his beloved falcon. He takes such good care of his friend and even the untrained eye can tell how pampered the stunning bird is.

Often times, you'll catch Diluc talking to his feathered friend as he smooths it's feathers, a soft smile on his face as he talks about anything and everything on his mind. It's cute, and you're happy whenever you catch Diluc in a little moment of peace like that.

○ W = Wedding (When, how, where do they propose?)

Diluc takes his time in planning out the proposal. He wants to make the moment as perfect as possible for you. He takes you on a picnic that day. All your favourite foods have been prepared and it tastes absolutely wonderful.

The two of your go for a stroll after, stopping at an area not too far from the winery and it's there that he proposes with a stunning handcrafted ring. You don't know it at the time, but this was the very spot his father had proposed to his mother so many decades ago.

"(Y/N), dear. You are the love of my life. My world, the light I see when I'm stuck in the dark. My little flame, I love you so much and I can't imagine my life without you standing by my side. I love you dear and I want to make you as happy as I possibly can. Will you marry me~?"

The wedding takes place at the winery itself and is a more low-key affair. Jean is there with a few of the other knights, teary eyed and so proud of her old friend. You weren't surprised when you peered out into the crowd and didn't spot Kaeya there.

But when you moved to start your walk down the makeshift aisle, you're stopped by the man himself. He takes your arm with a charming smile, and explains he's there at Diluc's request to walk you down the aisle. The closest your fiancé could get to having his father there with you instead. It brings happy tears to your eyes, and though they would both deny it, it makes the brothers happy to be close again.

[saintobio]

The way this chapter made my heart hurt and flutter at the same time. The “Mrs. Zenin” had a nice ring dont ya think😏😏😏. Toji is so sweet to the MC and I think it’s so refreshing to watch their relationship blossom.

Gojo on the other hand😐… can still take a long walk off a short pier. It’s so ironic how he feels bad for Sera bc she feels insecure compared to Y/N. like how do you think your wife feels sir???? you barely interact with her and when you do you’re demeaning ASF. do you ever tire of being a dickhead? and idk why he just expects her to be happy-go-lucky after he comes back with a getaway with his mistress. and Ms. Sera maybe you wouldn’t feel insecure if you weren’t willingly sleeping w a married man😫😫😫

but I just live for when the MC talks her shit back to Gojo like you go girl LET HIM KNOW! i hope we definitely get to see more of her speaking her mind

This chapter was😮‍💨🤌🏽 Ai! You always come through and make my weeks worth something. I hope you’re taking care of yourself and prioritizing your health before anything. Make sure you’re eating a whole bunch and staying hydrated! Can’t wait to see what’s in store for Chap. 7!

-🧎🏽‍♀️

Anonymous said

that “mrs. zen’in” sounded real nice i can’t even lie to you 😭 felt like it just ROLLED off the tongue omfg i LOVE the dynamic/relationship of toji & mc so much 🥺

Anonymous said

The moment I read, "Hey, drunkhead" I can't help but squeal! 🤩 Their moment together was so cute I think Toji will be a great mentor to her for when she starts trudging into the business world, hands on. He's so sweet I almost wanna ship. And don't even get me started with that "MRS. ZEN'IN?!" OMG! 😍 Another cute interaction, right there!🤲🏻😌

I love it when she finally started acting cold and was so consistent with it until Gojo tried to be more affectionate 😅 I almost got swayed too ngl ('cause I'm a Gojo-simp, I'm sorry 😔). I love the pool moment and also the part where she said "you don't have to hug me" but he won't let go. Sir, I— I swear I— but then I remembered the McLaren scene 😠 and whooop, who are you again? 😀 Yep it's gonna take you more than that, sir 😌

To think that Y/N even plan on apologizing to Sera for sleeping with her own husband, girl, you're too kind you might pass through heaven and miss it 🤷🏻‍♀️—🌾

@brivetaroundtown said

AHHHHH YN SHOULD BE MRS TOJI. I don’t give a shit what Gojo promised when he was six, he told Sera the fuckin truth, that YN would never have him. but jokes on Sera she’ll never have him either

I want more of MC being calm and truthful. Gojo deserves to suffer.

I do think Gojo’s mom was shitty though leaving her son in that situation. Probably the reason he is such a jackass now.

You’re writing is amazing and I am so emotionally invested in this story

Anonymous said

gosh i feel like if mc got fed up and leave assh*le gojo he would have the same nightmare he has when his mom left him, theres huge possibility possibility that he would be mentally ill due to the stress n all that drama 😔

ON THE OTHER HAND MR TOJI ZENIN THOOO 😍 (literal heart eyes when i read his part 💕) MRS. ZENIN? YES PLSS 😙🤲 (personally would leave gojo dumbass any day now for toji 😋). TOTALLY WANT TO HAVE MC HAVING A MOTHER N SON RELATIONSHIP WITH bb boy megs😌, like he would treat her like a 2nd mom n all (gojo would be totally jealous like "why cant we have our own 😔" then mc be like "suck to be u then, i aint gonna be ur baby momma 🤪) toji x mc (with bb boy meg) = happy family 💗👪

that b*tch sera 🤢 tho im so pissed at her like wtf girl ur the mistress i just wanna 🔪🔪🏃‍♀️😤

i have a question regarding gojo's mom 👉👈, does she have a deeper reason why she left gojo with his sh*t abusive father 🤢. i like her tho she seem cool

and the last part where gojo told mc about the promise they made when they were 6 about a baby? im in confusion 😞

sorry for the wack english hehe 😜

-🍄 anon

MRS. ZEN’IN !!! it does sound nice sdnsj imagine how gojo feels when he hears that lol mans not gonna like it 😭

[plutowrites]

PLUTO I HAVE SO MANY THOUGHTS ABOUT THAT HUG QUESTION YOU DONT UNDERSTAND. RAMBLE AHEAD:

FIRSTLY- Kita & Yuuji give the best hugs imaginable - ION WANNA HEAR IT. Kita is PERFECT at the perfect time a hug should last, always kisses ur shoulder/neck/head/cheek at some point too. Always goes in for the under hugs and rubs your back a little too, and ALWAYS gets a little squeeze in after or a second little hug. His goodbye hugs last longer than his greeting hugs cause it’s his way of trying to convince you to stay :(

AND YUUJI HELLO??? He is determined to pick you up every. Single. Time. And does so without fail smh. His lugs last extremely long too technically cause once he pulls away he will continue to have his arm wrapped around you body while you two walk/talk. Subconsciously dances his fingers along the nape of your neck too when you guys hug :(((

Honorable mention from me: tobio HEHEHE. Not even because his hugs are objectively the best but they’d hold a special place in my heart </3 he always hugs a little too tight n stiff but he adores hugging you so bad but it always seems a little aggressive 😭 when he sees you it’s always “hey-“ and you’re yanked into a hug with a couple dad pats but his heart goes 18;&.!?@/9;8( whenever he hugs even though it seems like he’s pulling you in for a “good game out there bud”. His kisses are sometimes a little too wet and hard on ur head too and he’s just “😐 hey.” But yk it really means “hi hehehe 🙂” LMAO. Truly so endearing

you are absolutely right as usual but you don't understand just how obsessed i am with these hcs

first of all kita hugs? the 2 for 1 HUG AND KISS COMBO??? I WILL DIE. I CAN'T. i love him he is the absolute sweetest <333 :(((

YUUJI hugs can cure everything wrong with me and that's why i need him. bad. ALSO?? THE AFTER HUG WHERE HE'S STILL TOUCHING YOU? ARM WRAPPED AROUND YOU AS YOU WALK? THAT'S SO HIM ELLE YOU ARE INSANE

I'M LAUGHING SO HARD AT THE THOUGHT OF TOBIO HUGS BECAUSE WHAT YOU SAID IS SO ON POINT PLSS AND YOU KNOW HE'S THINKING ABOUT HUGGING YOU THE ENTIRE DAY LIKE HOW HE WANTS TO GO ABOUT IT HAHAHAHA i really want to marry him

[80s-roger]

Flirty & Insistent

Pairing: 70s!Roger Taylor x Fem!Reader

note: female reader's ethnicity will not affect the person who reads it. She's just greek and she already has a name but the POV will be in second person.

also, i won’t post smuts/series as often as i did until next month, due to uni’s exams period. but i’ll reblog and stuff, u kno. I’ll work in the meanwhile your requests xx love you all 

ps i worked hard on this one, i hope you like it as much as i did. feedback will be massively appreciated.

requested by anonymous:

"Plss write something smutty about roger being a massive flirt and being soo cheeky the reader(after trying acting indifferent and unimpressed) eventually gives in to the temptation of letting him have his way with her?? 💕💕 "

masterlist // dialogue prompts

summary: you left your country a decade ago to study in the UK and after graduating you established in Mallorca, Spain to work as a mixologist. That summer night, you're working for a party arranged by Queen's management to celebrate their "A Day At The Races" era success. The blonde drummer notices you fixing drinks with confidence and doesn't lose the chance to flirt with you. He's just trying too hard because you play it uninterested until he has his way with you.

word count: 3,933

warnings: surface sex, slow burn (becauase they were talking a lot before, idk if it really is a slow burn tho)

A huge party was taking place in Mallorca, with the famous rock band Queen being the main guests of the event. You were one of the bartenders so all you had to do that night was fixing drinks for every person until they'd be shitfaced. The preparations were ready: the event was hosted at the beachside, opposite the calm waves and the golden sand. The sunset was magical to stare at, ready to welcome the bright moon. You had a moment to appreciate it before guests would come at any moment. It was the only thing that reminded you of your ex without feeling angsty about it; you gotta admit you didn't break up with good terms. It was toxic, yet heartbreaking. You loved that man but he left after cheating on you. It's been half a year and you needed to give yourself a break from dating and making out regardless of how social your job is and how much flirt you've received.

The guests arrived, minute by minute they'd get from fifty to hundred. Many people were coming to your counter to order drinks and cocktails. Beautiful women and attractive men would try to flirt with you but turned them down politely saying while you're working you can't do otherwise so they respected it. All these people were actually invited by Queen, their management and the entire record company. They were all celebrating Queen's "A Day At The Races" success and certainly the band which were yet to be seen until midnight.

You were working your ass for a couple of hours now until the band showed up. You could tell by the huge welcoming. The applause, the cheers and definitely women cajoling over them. Here they were standing in the centre of attention, thanking everyone for supporting them and buying their records. Their music was playing at the stereo and you couldn't prevent yourself from jamming to their songs.

When their speech was over, everyone was free to do what they wanted so your bar counter was full again with people chatting and drinking. You saw the entire fucking band coming to your place, obviously for an order. You tried to stay calm because hands-off, you liked their music and fangirled a lot when you saw them live last year in London with your boyfriend.

"Hello beautiful, can I have some Moet & Chandon, please? I really need to celebrate!" Freddie spoke first, carrying a wide smile on his face.

"Sure." You kindly accepted his offer.

"I'd like the same with Freddie." Brian interrupted when you moved behind to grab the expensive bottle and open it.

"So do I." John added and you nodded to grab three glasses, for now.

"And you?" You turned your gaze to the blonde handsome drummer who was already checking you out, focusing especially on your face.

"What do you suggest?" He asked with his eyes being totally flirty.

"Ah, darling, just give us the bottle. Roger is kind of undecided when it comes to drinks." Freddie felt the weird vibe growing between Roger and you. John and Brian giggled, looking whether at Roger or you.

"Eh, our waiter will do it for you. Just sit at your table and he'll take care of you." You kindly warned and he laughed.

"Oh, alright then love. We'll wait for our bottle." He laughed and left with his bandmates, leaving Roger and you alone.

"So? What do you suggest?" Roger turned his gaze back at your eyes.

"What do you feel like drinking? Something sweet, strong, alcohol-free?" You asked trying to help him but he was certainly not trying to find what to drink. He was clearly trying to flirt with you.

"Something to keep me up all night, I guess. But don't make me feel dizzy." He put on a crooked smile and hell, he was attractive as fuck. He knew how to play.

"Right, how does a mojito sound?" You recommended.

"Sounds nice and local." He smiled and you turned around to grab the ingredients. "Are you local? 'Cause your accent doesn't sound British to me." He asked, trying to start a conversation.

"Eh no, I am from the Mediterranean area though." You laughed after turning again to him.

"Italian?" He guessed.

"Greek." You answered.

"Oh, I've been to Greece twice." He started.

"Really? When?" You turned your gaze surprised. You had no idea he has come to Greece for holidays.

"Two years ago I was with my ex-girlfriend, in Santorini. The sunset there is amazing. And the next year I went with John and Brian to Crete. We needed a dose of some Mycenaean civilisation. Thankfully we weren't noticed by fans or anyone else. We were clearly there for tourism." He explained. You were impressed he's seen your country, visited two of the many islands your country has.

"Well, we had some political issues when you guys came to Greece. We were recovering from the junta and had some important historical issues by the end of 1974 so I doubt they'd run behind you, no offence." You laughed while fixing his drink.

"Oh, that's bad. But I understand. How come you're here in Mallorca being a bartender?" He asked and leaned closer to you. There was a nice conversation going on.

"Before junta ruled my country, I was sent to England to study because my parents thought I would be privileged. Now you see me in Mallorca because I work here and besides, I wanted to live somewhere that reminds me of Greece. Studying abroad has the privilege of learning a new culture, a new way of life and so on. Which is so wrong for the locals back home." You explained and cut a slice of lemon before having it ready for him.

"Wait, by saying it's wrong, you mean that..." his brain stopped working for a second trying to understand what you meant.

"Patriarchy is the keyword. They want women to get married at 18 and start a family. But obviously, women have to stay home." You were triggered at your words and internally thanked your parents for giving you the chance to go abroad.

"Cheers to your parents then. I wouldn't get the chance to meet you tonight." He was impressed by your short storytime. "How do I say bottoms up in Greek?" He laughed after you placed him his drink.

"It's pronounced áspro páto." You smiled after saying a Greek word. It must have been a year since you last spoke Greek. You haven't visited Greece for a long time. You found yourself in Mallorca. It's spiritually free and not restricting.

"So, I haven't asked you yet. What's your name?" Roger asked after drinking. He made an oddly satisfying grimace which meant he liked your drink.

"Oh, it's Ellen." You answered. His gaze was literally focused on you the entire time. He wouldn't give up this easy.

"So Ellen, make yourself a drink. It's a treat for you." He offered and you kindly accepted. It's not bad, you've been offered many times. Besides, you needed a drink to stay energised.

"Thank you, Mr Taylor." You thanked him and then his smile vanished.

"If you want us to be in good terms, it's gonna be Roger." His hand was warning you.

"Thank you, Roger." You slightly smiled. "It's just that..." you stopped and checked around if your boss is nearby. "We are obliged to speak to our guests in plural." You whispered and he nodded. Possibly understood the situation.

"So what are you doing later?" He asked after swallowing a sip of his mojito.

"We're cleaning the mess and we're heading homes." You said after drinking a shot. A treated drink.

"I'm not talking about your colleagues. I'm talking about you." He was straightforward. He was so into you, it was obvious.

"Oh well, I'll clean up the mess and I'm heading home." You changed the point of view trying to cut off his flirty attitude.

"When's that time? Dawn?" He guessed.

"Probably at the morning. It's a Queen party, I doubt people will leave before the sun rises." You rolled your eyes sarcastically.

"So..." he started. "Have you been listening to our music?" He asked.

"Yes, since your first album. It was brilliant for a newly formed band." You said with a huge smile on your face and he appreciated it. He appreciated that you didn't fangirl in front of him, having that humble and uninterested attitude. He liked feeling like a predator trying to catch his bait.

"What's your favourite song of A Day At The Races?" He asked. He likes talking to people about his music.

"Definitely Somebody To Love." You affirmed, feeling passionate about your answer, that it seemed you could relate your existence to this song.

"Oh, it's a band's fave too. Well, you relate to this song, don't you?" He asked and his body was closer to yours. The counter was the only thing beside you.

"I guess I do." You looked down for a moment, thinking of your ex but his hand touched your jaw trying to lift you up. Your eyes were looking into his and this is how you noticed how blue they eventually are. An ocean.

"Is it about a guy? I'm sure he doesn't deserve you." He tried to cheer you up with his soft smile.

"It's not that. It's..." you sighed. "Well, this is getting too personal." You pulled back trying to stop the situation. But he wouldn't abandon his try.

"Do you have any specific lyric of the song you relate the most?" He asked.

"Yes, there is that one: I've spent all my years in believing you but I just can't get no relief, Lord." You kind of explained the situation within a couple of lyrics. "He cheated on me. He had the audacity of saying it to my face and left without looking back or apologising." You nearly tore but tried to keep it for yourself. This is getting too personal and you're opening your heart to a stranger that you feel comfortable with. Maybe because you've been listening to him and his bandmates for years and you've seen him live too.

"You know..." he looked down for a second trying to find the words. "At least he was honest. He could keep you for his entertainment if things didn't work with the girl he possibly slept with." He tried to wake you, but he was right.

"I don't even know how long he was cheating on me. However, I did notice a weird behaviour in the last couple of months we were together." You answered.

"Be happy that you're not with him anymore. He took your love for granted. This is not how it works." He said with his eyes still focused on yours.

"You know, we once saw you live. Last year." You tried to avoid talking about your ex the entire time.

"Oh! That's great! Did I look nice?" He joked and he gained a laugh from you. That made him feel nice.

"Definitely, you always look nice." You took a moment to check him out. And hell, he looks and smells so nice.

"I'm flattered." He smiled and you pulled back again to do your job. You could see your boss staring at you. That wasn't good.

"You better get going, my boss is supervising us." You said and he got the hint. You were as cold as you could be.

"Sure, will I see you later?" He asked and stood up from his chair, ready to leave.

"No. I'll be too tired by then." You answered and he was saddened by your reply. He thought he had you. His flirting wasn't sufficient. Which means he had to try again.

He left and walked to his bandmates, they were there talking about their success until Roger joined their conversation but it changed as soon as he sat on the sofa next to Brian.

"So, how did it go Rog?" Freddie asked and they were all ready to hear.

"She seems so uninterested and hard to get, I have to try again." He took out one of his cigarettes, ready to smoke and think.

"Ah, your type of girls Roger." Brian laughed. "You like feeling a hunter don't you?" He added.

"Of course I do. But she recently broke up and I reckon she's still into him. How do women's brains work anyway?" He asked, frustrated.

"Oh darling, I don't see her as stuck with her ex as you think she is. She's been avoiding your flirting because she works here." Freddie had a point and John nodded.

"Just wait for her shift to end and make a move. She noticed you were flirting with her." John suggested and they all agreed to it.

"It's gonna take hours. She said it's possible for the party to end after dawn. She also has to clean up with her colleagues." Roger explained and turned his gaze back to you. But you were already looking at him and when you noticed, you turned back to your counter.

"Fine, then do it now," Freddie advised and Roger looked at you considered. "Wait where's she going?" Freddie asked after noticing your figure leaving your position.

"James, would you mind taking my place for a moment? I really need to use the bathroom." You called for your colleague who politely came to your counter.

"Sure, go ahead. I'll be here as long as you need." He smiled and you left for the bathroom to take a very needed pee.

"Shall I go after her?" Roger asked.

"Fucking go!" Freddie pushed Roger to run after you no matter how awkward it would be.

You walked in the staff-only bathroom, rushing to the toilet. After drinking a few shots, you needed to pee like a champion. When you pushed the flusher you unlocked your door and the very first thing you saw, was Roger standing at the wall.

"What the hell are you doing here, get out!" You were shocked by his presence and he wouldn't move.

"This is the only chance I have with you right now. Your boss can't see us." He came closer to you.

"No, but he'll get suspicious!" You tried to pull back until you reached the counter. Now you were sandwiched between Roger and the counter. There was no space between you. His face was coming closer to yours.

"I locked the door in any case." His nose tickled yours and his hands placed you on top of the counter, sitting now and having his bulge, against your area. That feeling is the shit.

"I work here, I can't..." you tried to refuse but the feeling of getting fucked couldn't stop you.

"I can't be in this toilet too, but here I am." His lips touched yours with passion and lust. His arms wrapped your waist and lowered down to your arse, squeezing it gently and your hands moved to his neck and his cheeks, trying to hug most of it. You haven't gotten kissed nor fucked for a long time.

Living on the west side of Europe had given you many opportunities. The situation you're currently now couldn't even be referred to Greek religious people as a joke. They'd freak out and tell you crap like you ashamed your honour, your family and your future husband. Your parents were too open-minded to let you live in West Europe and live your life as you wanted to. You had sex with your boyfriend at nineteen, with no need to be your first wedding night, you wear shorts on summers because you feel like it and now you're having a one night stand with a rockstar of a band you like and it's never gonna be the same anymore. You played it hard-to-get because you felt it was wrong. But it wasn't. It's just one more experience to add to your diary.

"Are you sure you want to do this, here?" He stopped the kiss for a second, to ask for your approval.

"Yes, but let it be fast, or I'll be in trouble." You checked at the door. "Are you certain the door's locked?" You asked.

"Yes, I am. It's just that..." he stopped.

"What?" You were scared he regretted it and he'd leave you like the mess you already are.

"I want to get more of you, but in this counter, I don't have the chance. I'll cope with it." He unbuttoned your suit while your hands tried to unzip his jeans.

"If you stay a little longer in Mallorca, you can get more of me." You winked and he smiled, thinking he has more chances with you.

"Works for me." He whispered and turned to your lips again for a passionate kiss.

He helped you with taking your suit off, now staying on your bra when your hands put his jeans down. "Mind taking your bra off?" He asked while his mouth travelled your neck, giving it soft kisses.

"I'd rather wear it..." you refused taking it off after gaining a lot of insecurities because of your ex-boyfriend. You remember him saying how small your breasts are and with that, no other man can see it. Your A-cups haven't be seen by any other man. Not even by your ex after the second time, you had sex with him.

"As you wish..." he didn't insist and pulled your skirt up, on your waist, with his bulge rubbing against your core and turning you instantly wet. "How long has it been?" He asked after noticing the humidity between your legs with his hand.

"Must be eight months. I'm out of practice." You sighed.

"Don't feel bad about it, I'll do the work. You're already wet for me. I like it." He bit his lower lip and turned to your lips again, for a deep kiss. "God, you are fat-bottomed aren't you?" He smiled between the kiss after squeezing your thighs and your small waist. "I'm starting to have a thing for greek girls." He complimented your body type and that boosted your low confidence level. With a simple move, he placed you against the mirror, taking your thong off your left leg to have clear access inside your wet area. His hand pulled his erected penis out of his black underwear, ready to thrust inside you.

"You better start before I cum untouched." You exhaled and balanced yourself at the counter.

He smirked and trusted inside you, feeling him completely weird inside you, maybe because you haven't had sex for more than half a year. The sensation was amazing and penetration was always the thing that released you from thoughts. His hands squeezed your thighs and each thrust was a try to pull you closer to his pelvis. You couldn't stop breathing heavily. You had to be quiet and so did he. It was a staff-only bathroom and the key was turned horizontally so no-one could break in with a spare key.

"Oh god, this is amazing..." you moaned at every pleasuring wave while your hands played with his blonde hair.

"Fuck, yes, you're so tight and wet for me." He tightened his teeth as he exhaled into your ear.

His thrusts were giving you the orgasm you haven't had for a long time. It was the tension between you, that made it more passionate but fast enough to make you come earlier than you thought. Soft whimperings coming from your mouth sent him the message that you were close enough and so was he. You could tell by his sharp thrusts, getting smoother and sudden. His gaze was focused on your eyes. Your sight was getting blurry and your legs began to shake; it happens when you reach your orgasm and it feels terrific.

"Ah, God..." you moaned and tilted your head behind, where the mirror is. "That was so refreshing." You gasped after wearing your thong again.

"Ain't gonna lie, but this WC shag was the best I had." He laughed and wore his underwear and jeans again.

"I can't make comparisons to it, I've only had two boyfriends in my life and this is my first time fucking a stranger at my workplace's restroom." You buttoned your suit and stood up from the counter to fix yourself.

"Stranger?" He asked confused.

"Stranger, Roger. I mean, I do know you're a rockstar, a member of my favourite band and I've seen you live once but it won't change the fact you're a stranger. I know you as a persona, not as a person. You get it?" You tried to explain how it feels.

"Oh, I see." He nodded. "Will I see you again? I want to know you as a person if you want that too." He suggested.

"Sure." You kissed his cheek gently, letting him take the lead. You wanted him to make the move. "I'll just walk out from the WC first and make sure no one sees you when you get out." You said and walked through the door until someone tried to get in. A knock on the door was heard.

"Ellen, are you still in there?" It was James.

"Yes, I'm coming." You internally panicked and hinted at Roger to hide in the toilet. "Hey James, is everything alright?" You asked after opening the door.

"Yes, I wanted to check on you. You were absent for a quarter. Are you okay? You look like a mess." James liked you for a long period of time but he wasn't your type. He's way too cute for your standards.

"Yeah, I'm fine... I just felt a little dizzy and wanted to wash my face with cold water. I needed it." You lied after checking your face in the mirror. You were red as a tomato.

"Oh, fine then. You should get back to your post. The boss has been looking for you." He pointed outside and you felt really bad about it. Your boss suspects you since the moment you started chatting with the blonde man hiding in the toilet.

"Alright, I'll be back in a minute." You closed the door to his face and rushed to the toilet where Roger was hiding.

"You're a cute little liar, aren't you?" He teased and gave you a little slap on your butt cheek.

"I won't be anymore if my boss finds out." You rushed, trying to leave the toilet.

"How will I reach you?" He asked trying to learn your phone number.

"Just come at my post and I'll hand you a drink." You declared and left the room, heading fastly at your post. You stared at the Queen members, looking at you all smiles and winks. They probably knew what happened a quarter ago.

You fixed another drink for Roger, trying to look calm and relaxed. But you weren't. You were tense and it could be seen. Two minutes later, Roger came to your counter again with a crooked smile on his face, waiting for the drink. He was looking whether at his bandmates or you. There was absolute silence.

"Here's your drink." You smiled and handed his drink with a small paper around the glass. He carefully grabbed the paper so it couldn't be seen and walked away, heading to the balcony.

He grabbed the paper, unfolded it and there was your phone number and a note in it: "thanks for giving me a good time Rog"

He smirked at your note and placed it in his pocket, anticipating the moment he'd call you.

[bwoahtastic]

Mini Maxy having a kid crush with Daniel. Max of course knows he is in love with his ex teammate since he was 17, but never acted ok it because he knew he didn't have half a chance with him. And then Daniel is there with Toro Rosso Danny (following the narrative of being given the version of themselves that had most hope). Daniel is so sweet with mini Maxy, he even brought him candies and a teddy! And he always smiles at him and pat pat his hair. Mini Maxy wants to hug him all the time (and secretly whispers in Max ear that he's going to marry Daniel when he grows up).

Oh and Toro Rosso Danny can't stop flirting with Max. He doesn’t have a filter and it's making Daniel red in the face, all blushing and trying to make the teen shut the fuck up because he don't want to make Max uncomfortable (or that he notices Daniel also wants to flirt with him because he feels things)

Oh plss little maxy just loves Dan! He keeps bringing over hid toys to Dan or toro rosso Dan and asks for cuddles and just smiles so brightly when they give him attention! Maxy just grinning when Dan smiles at him, and goes to big Max to whisper Dan is the bestest and he wants to marry Dan when he is big! But Max is big already so maxy thinks he should!

And omg toro rosso Dan nngg!! He is so goofy and young and totally infatuated with Max lol. Like Max would be older than toro rosso Dan lol, oh how the tables have turned, and young Danny is obsessed with this cool Dutch guy who is so strong and broad and has 3 world champions<3 Max is kinda surprised by young Dan flirting so obviously... surely that doesn't mean Dan actually fancies him,right??

(Also the flirting reminded me that mature calm seb will have to deal with cheeky, flirty, annoying twink seb lol)