#comments / asks / dms are greatly appreciated

[allylikethecat]

Chapters: 4/9 Fandom: The 1975 (Band) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: George Daniel/Matthew Healy Characters: Matthew Healy, George Daniel, Ross Macdonald Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Heavy Angst, Hospitalization, Drug Abuse, Suicide Attempt Series: Part 1 of The Infection 'Verse Summary:

“I don’t like going there,” Matty responded, jutting his chin out with false confidence. He didn’t have many clear memories of going to A&E, but the hazy snippets were from a dark time. He was sixteen and downed an entire bottle of his mother’s sleeping pills. He was twenty one and had alcohol poisoning. He was twenty four and broke his wrist, falling while a toxic mix of drunk and high. He was twenty six and he ODed for the first time. He was twenty seven and George had broken his shoulder, Matty sitting shaking with fear and withdrawal in the waiting room. He was twenty seven and ODed a second time. He was twenty seven and admitted to detox. He was twenty eight and had relapsed. He was thirty and had food poisoning, throwing up everything he had ever even considered eating ever. He really didn’t want to go to A&E.

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The nine times Matty went to A&E and why he doesn't want to go now.

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AKA The A&E Fic™️

[ovaryacted]

SPECIAL TREATMENT

─ Dr. Michael "Robby" Robinavitch x fem! reader || WC: 1.2k

CW: MDNI/18+. NSFW. SMUT. Age gap implied [Michael is canon age, reader is 25+]. Power imbalance situation [Attending/Resident]. FWB dynamic, sort of. Past mentions of smut in different instances. Oral (m & f receiving. Unprotected p in v. Heavy praise kink. Everything is consensual & mutual. They’re freaky idk. A tinge of yearning. Reader has hair & is a beast at medicine. Note: I have not watched The Pitt yet, so I apologize for any mischaracterizations lolz.

Hi. I honestly don't know what this is. It came to me in a dream after I yapped with @superhoeva in the DMS, and now she's tormenting me to keep writing for Mista Dr. Robby. Now I'm sucked into this world that I didn't even know existed lmao. Anywho, walk with me for a second here, let me cook! Reblogs, comments, and likes are greatly appreciated. Proofread by moi. <3

NAVIGATION | MASTERLIST | AO3

It all started with two simple words.

“Good job.”

Seven letters. One singular statement. A term of encouragement familiar to practitioners all over the Pitt, and of course it’s not unknown to you. Always said in recognition of one’s efforts, and in this family you’ve meshed with in the emergency department, it went a long way to hear that phrase after the intense shifts you all had to handle.

Though with Dr. Robby, it had a second meaning.

Sure, he recognized everyone’s hard efforts in saving lives, pairing his words with a nice pat on the shoulder and his signature smile. But he would never admit to giving you special treatment, at least away from prying eyes.

As a fourth year resident in the Pitt, you’ve already made somewhat of a name for yourself, and it didn’t go unnoticed by your other colleagues, especially Dr. Robby. You impress him on a daily basis, your quick reflexes in adapting to current situations is a trait he’s always admired, your ability to keep your cool in moments that would otherwise crack everyone else brings a mix of admiration and envy. You weren’t particularly the sensitive type, often reminding him of Dr. Abbott and his demeanor at times, but he knows it’s because you’re determined, because you hold yourself to a different standard and aim to command any room you step foot in regardless of the circumstances.

He can sympathize with that, he was like that years ago. It’s nice to watch the spark take over when you’re in your element.

You can be confident and borderline cocky at times, but never arrogant. You barely flinch when you need to crack open someone’s chest, or when you were covered with blood after a particularly extreme trauma, steady hands working despite the adrenaline running through you. Michael liked when you called the shots before he did, and usually he didn’t need to ask for your thoughts on the cases assigned to you when you were already so persistent in sharing your resolutions.

He had no choice but to commend you for your hard work, always slipping a quick “good job” after doing something right or a “job well done” once things were taken care of. You’d never show it to anyone else, but Michael knew the impact of his words, how your eyes gleamed for the slightest second as you fought off the urge to smile. It was amusing to say the least, so he didn’t stop, he couldn’t, not when it encouraged you to push your own limits, to be the best, if not for yourself then for him.

He reveled in it.

Your consistent performance is what resulted in this mess you found yourself in. Going from being Dr. Robby’s trusted and favorite resident to something more over the course of a year was enough to give you whiplash.

It began with a brief “pep talk” in an empty on-call room. You thought you had fucked up royally on the last patient you had, that maybe Dr. Robby had a different opinion towards your approach. Yet, he surprises you when he leans down to kiss you, your breath hitching in your throat and instantly reaching to grasp his shoulders, fingers digging into the material of his hoodie in an attempt to bring him closer.

Those two little words became a frequent saying in the safety of his apartment, where you often went after your shifts synched up. Michael always needed to give you more than just words, to feed you the reverence you deserved—craved even.

He always tells you when your lips were wrapped around his length, sucking lavishly while he keeps your hair out of your face. Your throat grew sore from the tip of him slipping inside, lips plump with your constant sucking. Pulling away with a smile on your spit covered face and placing a wet kiss to his crown, the words tumble out of him with a groan.

“That’s a good girl. Taking all of me like that. Good job, baby.”

Or when it was his head between your thighs, licking and eating at you with such fervor, your thighs shake every time. Clutching at his head, you’ve already fallen over the edge twice, and it was never enough for Michael. Like an addict, he ate you up until his jaw ached, refusing to leave his spot from your cunt until tears streaked down your face and your overworked pussy throbbed from all of his attention. Despite his overwhelming touch, he was always there to keep you grounded with his slick covered mouth.

“Doing such a good job for me. You got one more in you, right? One more and I’ll give you what you need.”

And the other instances where he was inside you? Those were probably your favorite pastimes.

Your legs were hanging loosely over his hips as he pummeled into you, back arching up as your arms slung around his neck. Moaning against the side of his throat, Michael cradled the back of your head with one hand, the other keeping your lower back at the right angle, letting his cock fill every crevice so deliciously you had no other choice but to just take him. Completely smothered under him, your senses were overwhelmed with him; his scent, his touch, his voice. Tears pooled at your lash line, cheeks warm under the intense gaze of the man hovering above you, stuttering on your own breath that turns into a moan at the precision of his thrusting. He only smirks above you, lifting up one of your thighs to his shoulder and diving inside you even deeper.

“Been such a good girl for me, letting me take care of you like this. I know, I know. I got you.”

Your moment of daydreaming is cut short as you’re back in the commotion of the Pitt, the beeping of the machines and people yelling here and there grab your attention once more, deciding to look down at your clipboard to review what else was on your roster for the day.

“Reviewing the caseload?”

You didn’t need to look in the direction of the person’s voice to know it was Dr. Robby, slyly eyeing up at you from where he sat, typing some notes on the computer. The black glasses he wore sat on his sharp nose, a staple to the rest of his appearance along with his cargo pants and baggy zip-up.

“Had so much on my plate I started to lose count. You still want me to handle that patient in Room 5? Heard it was a bad one.” He glances at you, slightly tilting his head to the side with the faintest smug grin on his aged face.

“Yeah, I do. Plus, I know you’re always up for a challenge. I’ll be there in five.” You rolled your eyes at that, shaking your head with a sigh and turning on your heel to head towards your next patient, fully aware of the set of eyes following you from behind.

You didn’t mind being Dr. Robby’s favorite resident. After all, a little special treatment never hurt.

©️ ovaryacted 2025. Please don’t repost, copy, translate, or feed into any AI. Support your fellow creators by reblogging, commenting, and liking!

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I’m fully aware that this quote is not actually from the Incorrect Quotes Generator, but I tagged it as my source because that is where I got it from and the generator itself doesn’t give the real sources to where the quotes it gives are actually from (one of its biggest flaws tbh, but it still finds good quotes)

Casey: Raph! My face is on fire! Raph, rushing into the room: Are you ok?! Casey: Oh yes, I'm fine. I just said that to make sure you'd come in here quickly. Raph: But your face IS on fire! Casey: Yes. It's much faster than shaving.

[livinggxd3adgirl]

boxer! geto with his cute little prima ballerina wife has been PLAGUING my mind!

warning! not proofread

Geto owns and lives in a busted down gym before he met you, but after he asked you to be his girl he made sure to build a small section for you in the gym to practice. You call it your at home studio!

Geto will absolutely go to every single one of your performances! He will sit front row and center just so you don’t struggle to find him. After the performance is over he will go backstage to hand you a bouquet of beautiful flowers the size of your torso!

When you finally convince Geto to move out of the gym and into your apartment he is shocked to say the least. Everywhere he walked there was some sort of equipment for ballet whether it was pointe shoes, a mini barre in your living room or the new leotards you’ve bought.

When you 2 started dating he would always be in such awe of how flexible you are (even in bed). Every morning he watches you do your daily stretches and it never fails to amaze him to see how easily you contorted your body. He also loves helping you stretch but that’s only because he gets to see your body in all new angles.

Getos favorite pass time for when your not around is watching videos of you dancing. He never would’ve thought that watching some of the same performances over and over again would be entertaining before he met you. But now he knows he’s sorely wrong.

Whenever you come home from a particularly hard day at rehearsals he will sit you down in his lap and give you kisses as you vent all bout it to him.

Geto loves seeing your beautiful face when he just finished beating the shit out of someone. He loves seeing the look of pride on your face when they lift his arm up to signify that he just won. He will run to you and he hugs you tightly. effortlessly lifting you up and spinning you around.

Geto loves putting boxing gloves on you and just telling you to hit him. The first time he did it he was surprisingly shocked how strong of a right hook you got on you. But he would be lying if he said that didn’t turn him on..

a/n just a few headcannons before I post their actual story! likes and reblogs are greatly appreciated! let me know if you would like to be on the taglist in my dms or comments! sweet days my lovies <3

[aceorei]

𝓛𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝓜𝔂 𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮 : T𝗁𝖾 E𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗍 𓊈✧𓊉

ㅤ; “With the delicate movements of ink, hearts unfold, ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤThrough written words, our love is told. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ Through great distances or time apart, ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤEvery letter contains a fragment of the heart.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤSome evoke laughter, some evoke tears, ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ They bring aspirations, and dispel the fears. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ Though paper may fades, the love remains, ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤA bridge across life’s fragile chains .. ”

ㅤ“ .. ” — 𑁍 Through this event, let your heart pour free—all the burdens it bears, all the love it keeps; for family, friends, lovers, or your very own soul. 𖧷 Write what aches, and what heals, and what makes you whole.

ㅤㅤㅤ𝓖uidelines.

ㅤ♡૨ to enter the event, you need to comment "joining" on this post, reblog this post and tag 3+ blogs or mutuals.

ㅤ♡૨ you need to make a moodboard along with a letter to your loved ones; it can be your family, your friends, your lover, your mutuals, your favorite idols & characters, or even for yourself.

ㅤ♡૨ moodboard must be 90% made by you (using locs and dividers from other blog is okay).

ㅤ♡૨ the letter doesn't have to seem like a "love" letter, you can express literally any feelings. your letter can be written as a pic (so you put it as a part of your moodboard) or you can put it on alt text.

ㅤ♡૨ you need to use the tag "ㅤ𝓛𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠ㅤ𝑡𝑜ㅤ𝓜𝔂ㅤ𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮ㅤ:ㅤT𝗁𝖾ㅤE𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗍ㅤ𓊈✧𓊉" and tag me in your post or comment section so i will be able to see your entry.

ㅤ♡૨ one person can post up to 2 entries and you are free to edit your entries until the deadline.

ㅤ♡૨ deadline on March 14th. feel free to dm me if you need extension or have any question, i would love to help.

ㅤ♡૨ following me isn't required, but will be greatly appreciated ♡

ㅤㅤㅤ𝓟rizes.

ㅤ𓊈 ♡ 1st 𝓟lace 𓊉 150 reblogs on a post of your choice, 50 extra reblogs on your entry(ies), 3 custom moodboards, 3 custom dividers, 2 loc packs, 1 png pack.

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ㅤ♡ 𝓗onorable 𝓜entions : 30 reblogs on a post of your choice.

ㅤ♡ all entries will get 10+1 reblogs.

ㅤㅤall reblogs will be done on @tubaddu and @ariaets

ㅤㅤall moodboards will be posted on @aceorei

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ㅤㅤㅤ𝓣ags :

@sugarish @crylynnluv @fairytopea @jenfaery @heavenurl @y-vna @p-oisn @soulari @minslune @dojeoies @yonkiibums @vivrhan @gaecoo @khaer @n-americano @awwriri @lvioung @trivijoy @i-mmaculatus @tzulipss @yeoniis @florescita @daddldee @y-unrei @ningrlz @rkkuri @beompercar @purinkiss @flutterdashes @chaeryeos @aeraras @webzzo @fiorais @luvcsbn @haobae @lilaquette @yuqi-luv @aeraras @tyaeo @daiscya @luvcsbn @y-urios + and more . . . (feel free to ignore or ask me to remove the tag!)

ㅤㅤ— with ♡ , kayla.

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[verstappen-cult]

STUPID CUPID, M. VERSTAPPEN

✶ SERIES SUMMARY. Lando wants to go out with Oscar but he’s too preoccupied with his twin sister moving in with him to actually think about dating. So, Lando pays his friend Max to ask Oscar’s sister out and keep her occupied as he puts the plan ‘make Oscar fall in love with me’ into action. But things may or may not go according to plan.

content warnings ✶ disclaimers. fem piastri!reader. oscar and reader are twins. fluff. angst. hurt/comfort. enemies to friends to lovers. fuckboy!max. friends with benefits. explicit sexual content. landoscar may steal the spotlight a little. part of the grid are hockey players. i don’t know anything about hockey. love confessions. oscar being the best big brother ever. max is into photography. alcohol consumption. use of Y/N. english is not my first language. additional tags in each chapter.

✶ CHAPTER INDEX !

001. OF ALCOHOL AND BAD DECISIONS

002. ONE RULE: DON’T FALL IN LOVE

003. CUPID’S CHOKEHOLD

004. GALLERY OF BROKEN HEARTS

GWEN RAMBLES — HEY, BESTIE! this is inspired by the movie 10 things i hate about you, but with my own twist. it was requested like four months ago, so nonnie if you’re still here I’M SORRY! but here it is. thank you for this amazing request. hope you all like it! comments & reblogs are greatly appreciated.

BONUS. if you want to be added to the taglist you can reply to this post, send me a dm or leave it in my ask box!

do not repost, translate, plagiarise or claim any of my works as your own. | © verstappen-cult, 2024.

[doodlebeeberry]

It's OSC gift exchange number 4, baby!!

Thats right folks!!! once again so so excited to host the gift exchange, hopefully itll be yet another fun one! :D

doing things slightly differently this year: if you wanna join you can just fill out this google form! You can also still join by replying/reblogging/dming me with what you'd like if you prefer to do it that way though.

Rules, dates, and details are all under the cut (and also in the form), please read them through fully before joining!!!

Entries close November 28th at midnight (est)!

For those not in the know, the gift exchange is just what is sounds like! Upon joining, you tell me what you like to see in you gift. After, you'll be randomly assigned a giftee, and will make a gift for them based on what they've requested. When the day comes, you'll post your gift and @ the person it's for!

The timeline this year looks like this:

Nov. 7-Nov. 28: Join the gift exchange by filling out this form, dm-ing me, replying, or tagging this post with what you'd like to receive. You can ask for anything--shows, ships, ocs, whatever! Additionally, if there's anything you dont want to see or can't make (ie, ships that make you uncomfortable), you can make a note of that as well

Dec. 1: I'll let you know who you've been assigned and what they'd like! This'll most likely be done through tumblr dms, so if that's an issue do let me know!

Dec. 1-30: You make your gift! This can be anything, from art to writing to music and more! so long as you follow your giftee's request, the possibilities are endless!

Dec. 31: Post your gift, being sure to @ the person its from! Please do not post your gift before this date!!!

Some other things to note:

You can request anything--shows, characters, ships, etc--just please make sure they are osc related! it is an osc gift exchange after all

Asking for OCs is very much allowed, just be sure to provide me with a reference when you join

in regards to things you can't do, please do note that "i haven't seen x show so i wont do it" or "i'll only do requests for x show" are not being treated as valid requests in this context, so i won't guarantee them. also please remember that giftees are assigned randomly.

If your giftee requests more than one thing, you aren't obligated to fulfill all of their requests if you don't want to. Just be sure to do one of them and you're good!

If you need to drop out for any reason, that is completely ok, it happens! just please be sure to let me know ahead of time so I can re-assign your giftee!

On that note, if you have reason to believe you will be unavailable or otherwise unable to post your gift on the 31st, please be sure to tell me so we can work something out! Additionally, if you can't reach out on tumblr (say, your blog gets deleted) you can also poke me on bluesky (@ bumblebeeberry) or discord (thatonegaycat) about it

You can not join anonymously! I just don't think it'd fair to your giftee

While I highly doubt I will need to, I can bar you from participating if I deem it necessary. Again, unlikely, but in the off-chance it does happen I will message you to let you know, pretty please do not yell at me if I do

Not a requirement but when I send you your giftee if you could just let me know you saw the message i would greatly appreciate it!

As per usual I'll be tagging everything with #osc gift exchange, feel free to use it on your gift as well!

That's it! if you have any questions, comments, notes, what have you, please don't hesitate to dm me! :]

[catfortress]

Cat Fortress 1k followers raffle !!!

Hello, friends

As a thank you for getting me to 1000+ followers on Cat Fortress, I would like to host a raffle!!

(TF2 OC/Artwork on the left by @catpixi)

Info below ^^ (it’s very simple :3)

I will pick out 3 (or 5, depending on how many people participate) lucky users to draw for ! Whoever’s names I randomly pick out, will earn a drawing, or cat-ified character design, by me, of their TF2 OC ! (No worries if you don’t have an OC, I will also be willing to simply draw a TF2 (cat fortress) character of your choice!)

Rules:

- Must be following Cat Fortress of course^^

- Please comment your favorite Cat Fortress character on this post to participate! - if you have questions, you may comment them, the character thing is also to help separate actual comments/questions from entries^^

- Reblog isn’t required, but appreciated

Details:

- Comments will be turned off and winners will be picked on May 25.

- If you get picked, I will ask for character/artwork information in DMs ! (If you have a TF2 OC, You may pick the type of cat they are ! - And of course provide photos if you have a specific color in mind.) Remember it’s helpful to have a full body drawing (preferably with digital colors) of your character ready^^ Even if you do not win, draw that oc you’ve been wanting to design for a while!!!!

- The artwork may take a while to finish, depending on the simplicity of winners designs or requests, so your patience is greatly appreciated. ☺️

Thank you so much and good luck, everyone !!!

(Please do not be upset if u aren’t picked, there will hopefully be other chances in the future!)

[caffichai]

Food Bank Fundraiser

Hi everyone!

First of all, I want to say thanks to everyone who's been leaving such nice tags/comments on stuff I've posted! It's been really encouraging (o^▽^o)

Anyway, I think we all know it's very dark days on the economic front for many of us. So as such, I'd like to help raise some funds for Food Banks Canada! In exchange for you making a donation to the food bank, I will draw a character suggestion!

I know this is not really the sort of thing I normally do or post here but... many folks are struggling to put food on the table right now, and the food bank is a source of support for many and provides an absolute necessity. I've seen many people struggling in my own city, and food security has become an even bigger issue than it already was in the last couple of years with the food bank struggling to keep up with demand. Of course, food security is an issue across the whole country that's putting a huge strain on food banks, with nearly 5% of the entire population making use of food banks monthly, and 23% of the population reporting food insecurity (CBC, 2024; Global News, 2024). Unsurprisingly, those who are already most disadvantaged suffer the effects of food scarcity even more (Statistics Canada, 2023). To make matters more desperate, Canada's food bank system is on the brink of collapse (CTV News, 2024).

I know this isn't going to something big enough to change the world or anything, but being able to make even a small impact for individual people is important too!

✨Incentives✨

Of course, I'm sure people aren't just in it for a reward, but rewards make things all the sweeter, right?

For those who want to contribute, I'll take a character suggestion and add it to a poll (depending on the number of contributors, it may be split up into multiple polls), and then I'll draw as many as I can from top to bottom ranking! If you contribute, please send me a DM with your donation receipt and your character idea! They won't necessarily all be drawn in the same style, and they'll be done according to how much time I've got. (I know that commissions are probably the biggest incentive, but realistically, I struggle to get them done quickly and they're probably not that affordable to everyone)

If you prefer SFW or NSFW, you can let me know (But NSFW will be posted to Cohost). If you make a bigger contribution, I'll reach out to you and ask if you wanna see more specifics/details in your piece. How's that for sweetening the pie? :3

For those who can't make a donation (which is completely understandable), simply spreading the post is also helpful, and I appreciate that greatly as well!

Don't forget that giving a donation allows you to get a tax break based on the amount donated as well!

Alternatives?

If you'd rather donate to your own local food bank, that's great too! You can DM me and send me a pic of your receipt and I'll still add your suggestion to the poll.

If you REALLY want a commission, you can also DM me and I'll do my best to fulfil it! I won't be taking commissions for this till/if there's at least a couple of items on the poll though. The proceeds will go to my own local food bank. The commission will be done later though, and may take some time to fulfil. I take payment only after starting.

When do we start??

I guess once there's a good number of poll options? I have no idea how long that will be, but rest assured I'll keep you updated!

Where do we contribute?

You can make your donation to Food Banks Canada! They really need it!

Alternatively, you can make a donation to your local food bank or equivalent charity.

Other Questions?

Feel free to send me a message or an ask! I'll get back to you ASAP. If I need to include more details or clarify something, let me know! It's my first time doing this!

TL;DR

I want to help raise money for food banks! Anyone who contributes to Food Banks Canada (or donates to their own local food bank or equivalent charity) can DM me with their receipt and give a character to add to the poll. Poll characters will be drawn in order of their ranking, as many as I can manage, over as long a period of time as I can manage!

No pressure to donate of course, I just figured this would be a fun way of raising a bit of money to help out, and allow us to donate more than what I personally can

Current Contributor Count: 13

Suggested Characters:

Imagine your beloved, obscure or popular character here on this poll list! Oooooooh, how lucrative :3

Total funds raised:

780.36$!!!

[muxshwriting]

muxsh's mixtape

requests are OPEN || want to know who I write for? click here

I also post full fanfic novels on wattpad with my oc's. check that out here

★ BRIDGERTON

★ GRISHAVERSE

★ TOP GUN

★ FORMULA ONE

★ DUNE

★ WIZARDING WORLD

★ STAR WARS

slipping through my fingers (obi-wan kenobi x padawan!reader)

Obi-Wan has to let go of his padawan as she grows up and out of his protection and teachings

empire now (ben solo x reader)

you’ve spent every day since the temple attack searching for Ben Solo. he disappeared that night, no body found, no trace

talk (anakin skywalker x reader) (eurydice and orpheus! au)

the greatest love story ever told, that's simultaneously the most tragic

★ MC(E)U

jackie and wilson (matt murdock x reader)

Matt and you get drunk which leads to the contemplation of future life decisions

swan upon leda (daniel sousa x reader)

you would wait years for him and he would do the same for you

devil town (erik lehnsherr x daughter!reader)

Erik didn't realise he was a father, but as soon as he did, he became the best one

waiting for the end (charles xavier x reader)

you're seeing him in stranger's faces despite not even knowing his face, there’s just a tingle in your mind that says you do (or at least did)

★ TWILIGHT

in the woods somewhere (jasper whitlock x reader)

when the Major comes out to play, you have to run and hope he doesn't find you

alone together (seth clearwater x reader)

your boyfriend doesn't realise his own strength. it doesn't usually bother you until you realise that he's leaving something more permanent with his hugs

★ OTHER

from eden (will graham x sister!reader)

Will tries to protect his sister from himself and his life, only to push her even closer to it

in a week (finnick odair x reader)

nothing calms Finnick like the feeling of your hand in his

like real people do (spencer reid x reader)

an undercover mission reveal some deep secrets between the two of you

angel of small death and the codeine scene (rebekah mikaelson x reader)

Rebekah was like the drug you couldn't resist. There was only her and to her, there was only you

if you want, send me an ask, comment or a dm. any feedback is greatly appreciated xx

[00-jammy-00]

Hihihihi!!! I js discovered ur account but I'm already in love omg ???!

Yandere! Artist who sends u their nsfw art of u ?! Plus points if he uses different accounts after u blocked the ones from before <33

— 🪼 anon, if possible?

Yan!Artist HC’s

Yan!Artist x GN! Reader

Content warning - Yandere themes, obsession, nsfw mentions, internet stalking, yandere is a creep

A/N - Hey everyone! This is a bit of a two parter as I didn’t want to make it too long, if you’re interested, send an ask in and I’ll make a part two where he actually ends up with you. Btw I’ve updated my master list to make it look nicer xoxo.

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Yan!Artist who first met you through an art competition. Normally all those judges are wrinkly and old, they think his art isn’t good because it isn’t traditional realism. Then he saw you, his heart either stopped beating or was beating too much.

Yan!Artist who through pure charm managed to get your instagram it was under your name on your name badge. He begun to follow you immediately, immersing himself in your culture, your cooking, your art, your pets, your liked videos, your life, you, you, you, you, you!

Yan!Artist who had sent you a few dms about how good your art was, how good you were. You were gorgeous, much like your sculptures and your paintings.

Yan!Artist who realised you were his muse, his everything. He begun to draw, and paint, and sculpt, and collage, anything to capture the beauty he had seen. Eventually that led to some art that some people would find…unsavoury.

Yan!Artist who begun to draw you naked, drawings of your watery eyes as you sucked a dick, close ups of your hole or your pecs/tits, sculptures of your body in some not very safe for work poses.

Yan!Artist who obviously had to share this with you! I mean, you’re his muse, you need some credit. So he begun to send you some dms. Just some, not 209 in two days…

Yan!Artist who simply chuckled when you blocked him. You were always so shy, don’t worry, he can make more accounts. He can make more artworks. What he can’t make is another you. So whether you like it or not, you’re going to be his.

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cookies-after-dark's pinned post! PLEASE READ before sending asks! (askbox status, content warnings, rules, anon labels, WIPs, masterlist link)

Hi so I decided to make a separate blog exclusively for suggestive and NSFW Cookie Run content because I do not want my multifandom sideblog to be littered with straight up cookie porn and I do not want to be Perceived with my main blog and this one. anyways

ASKBOX/SUBMISSIONS STATUS: 52 asks; temporarily CLOSED (please do NOT send in asks or submissions through my DMs at this time; thank you!)

MY BLOG CONTENT:

This is my NSFW Cookie Run Kingdom blog, 18+ content will be posted here. Minors please do NOT interact, any minors will be blocked and ageless blogs make me extremely uncomfy.

This blog will also contain dark themes because I am a little freak (yandere content, unhealthy ships and dynamics, etc.) All content will be tagged appropriately; if I need to add any tags just drop an ask

I ship beast x ancients and will post/reblog content reflecting that, so if this makes you uncomfortable feel free to block! Furthermore, please DO NOT bring any antiship/proship to this blog, I am way too tired for any of that shit.

I post sporadically because I am a little lintball of audhd, and currently CRK is my hyperfixation, I might be inactive (or abandon this blog like a cardboard box in the street completely)! Due to this, I also will not be taking requests because I just know those will sit in my askbox for 80 years

I write ONLY for gender neutral readers with varying sexes, I don't write for exclusively female or male readers (this includes asks that include she/her or he/him). This is a treat for those who can relate to they/them dicks and pussies and is also what I'm more comfortable with.

Absolutely nothing I write is proofread. I am writing for free and for fun on Tumblr dot com, so grammar mistakes and typos will appear often.

I do not write 'Y/N', I use 'you' and 'your(s)'. Just a little personal quirk.

Likes are appreciated, reblogs are greatly and wonderfully appreciated, reblogs with tags are transcendent and inspiring and amazing 💖 I write for myself first and foremost, but comments and reblogs while not mandatory, are very motivating and helps me to write some more!

BEFORE SENDING ASKS:

Please don't be discouraged if I don't answer your ask right away; please also don't complain if I take a while! I am very slow on answering asks and I take lots of breaks between them. This does not mean that asks are not appreciated!

I do not write for Readers with disorders, so please do not send any asks about them. This blog romanticizes unhealthy dynamics and unhealthy mindsets, so this sex blog is not the place to seriously discuss depression/anxiety/etc.

I might respond to certain asks with something more detailed when I'm inspired but I still am not currently taking requests. Please feel free to still send in your imagined scenarios and ramblings, though!

Also, please keep in mind that I will not answer every single ask with a more detailed fic. Inspiration strikes me at random, so please be aware that if you send an ask, be aware it might not get the longer, satisfactory answer you want.

More on the above; the different between a regular ask and a request to me is: "Hey, can you imagine if (X) happened/I really like the thought of (X)/What do you think of (X)" ✅ and "Hey, I have a request for you/can you do this extremely specific thing because I'd like to see it." ❌. The former feels more like a conversation between two ramblers and the latter feels more like an obligation to me. If I'm inspired by a certain ask I'll do something longer and more detailed! I'm sorry if this makes no sense because those two things are extremely similar.

Please keep Reader descriptions as neutral as possible! Having too many details on what the Reader should be like feels more like an OC request rather than just a neutral slate, and it restricts my writing to a certain mould. You can absolutely send an ask sharing your OCs if you wish, but I will not write for them.

Any ask that goes against these rules will be deleted without notice. If you have concerns whether or not I deleted your ask, you'll have to come off anon or DM me and clarify which ask was you so I can answer privately. I get quite a few asks that disregard these rules and I don't feel like publivly answering every single anon with, "this breaks my rules" because that's extremely repetitive and that would take up a lot of space on my blog.

If you do suspect that you've broken the rules, please don't send an ask or DM me falling all over yourself apologizing or saying, "man I hope that wasn't me." Apologies are very much appreciated but unnecessary! If you do ask me and I say yes you did break the rules, just do better with sending in an ask next time! There are no hard feelings on my end so don't be worried about that.

This isn't so much as a hard rule rather than a heads up, asks that are purely fluff are difficult for me to answer because this is a porn blog and I am porn brained. Fluffy asks are allowed, but be aware that I'll more often than not turn them into something dirty.

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PLAYLIST

ONE SHOTS

Welcome to the Team

💅After her spine has fully healed, Regina’s doctor suggests she channels her anger into a sport. She chooses lacrosse, mainly because of the hot star player. ~500 words

My Little Star (Theater Kid!Reader)

💅Your girlfriend comes to see you in your last high school show. ~1.1k words

Who Wrote This?

💅Even though all that had happened junior year was forgiven, what was written about you in that wretched burn book still tugged at you mind. It makes it hard for you to warm up to Regina, who just wants to be with you. ~1.4k words

Craving Your Attention (Plastic!Reader)

💅Regina George is the queen of North Shore High and she doesn’t like to share her toys, even if she doesn’t really play with them. ~4k words

SMUT

The Angel and the Devil

💅You and Regina fight with aggressive flirting and hungry looks, always making tensions unbearably thick. When Regina invites you to her halloween party, the two of you finally decide to do something about this tension. ~1.7k words

SERIES

Regina’s Barbie | Part 2

💅You’re Regina George’s latest project, but her reasoning for fixing you up is completely different than what you think. ~800 words, ~900 words

KINKTOBER

Buzzed by Cupid (Smut)

Vibrator - Seeing that Valentine’s Day falls on a Wednesday, Regina decides that you and her should wear matching pink outfits. But your outfit comes with a little surprise that has you squirming. ~1.2k words

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Edited 03/10/25.

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 In the distant past, after the chaos and flame subsided, many creatures baked by the witches scattered across the world. Among them were the Five. Five cookies graced with Soul Jam of the purest kind: Knowledge, Volition, Happiness, Change, and Solidarity. The Dessert World bound by these Five Virtues was nothing short of paradise... 

That's how the story starts, that much hasn't changed. A group of five heroes, chosen by forces greater than themselves to protect the world of Earthbread against those seeking to destroy it. But the line between heroes and villains is one that can easily shift... given the right circumstances.

Absolute power corrupts absolutely, after all, bringing them to the most tragic of ends... A fate even the Witches were unable to foresee. These five cookies, once heralded as saviors of all cookie-kind, became agents of chaos and destruction. The five virtues distorted and twisted, becoming Despair, Obstinacy, Ambition, Gluttony, and Discord.

Emboldened, the beasts ushered in an age of darkness, agony and strife that quickly spread across Earthbread. The Witches could not stand to see their creations suffer any longer. They stripped them of their powers and sealed the beasts within the seed of the Silver Tree. With the untainted remnants of the Soul Jam, they reforged and purified them into: Hope, Serenity, Prudence, Rebellion, and Harmony. With this, the creators sent the new Soul Jams back into the world with the hopes of finding cookies worthy enough to wield its power...

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SYNOPSIS

 Exchanged Fates is an alternative universe(AU) that takes the Five Ancient Heroes and switches them with their primeval predecessors, the Five Beasts. Alas, even with new heroes, the past still loves to repeat. As an old threat reawakens from a forgotten time, will these ancient heroes be able to stop him from finishing what he started?

This AU will be using the existing traits (and speculative ones for unreleased characters) of each character rather than simply swapping personalities. Due to the nature of this type of AU, the original plot of the source material will naturally be altered; meaning that in addition to new characters, locations, and establishing kingdoms, preexisting characters, plot lines, artifacts, etc., will either be altered or unchanged depending on their roles in the story.

For reference, here are the most notable swaps.

Pure Vanilla → Shadow Milk Hollyberry → Eternal Sugar Dark Cacao → Mystic Flour Golden Cheese → Burning Spice White Lily → Silent Salt Dark Enchantress → Oblivion Knight Cookie

Any posts related to this project will be located under the tag #exchangedfatesau. If you have any questions, comments, or suggestions, feel free to ask me in my inbox or in the comment section! Your support is greatly appreciated!

RULES

No AI period. Please don't use my sprites or writing to feed into a chat bot, generator, or whatever you plan to do. This is kind of a given, but just in case I'm putting it out there on record.

DMs are allowed, but not encouraged for those of you 18 and over. Do NOT DM me if you are 17 or younger. This blog is rated 18+, meaning it will deal with topics not suitable for those underage. If you have any questions, or just want to send something nice my way, the ask box is always open and free to use! I will be tagging all questions from now on with #cheesecake-asks.

Fanart and fanfiction are more than encouraged! To keep the original tag clean though, a new tag will be used under #exchangedfanworks. I'll be re-blogging any fan work I find or someone sends my way to put in the tag!

QUICK MENU

Original Concept Text Posts

Concept Post #1 Concept Post #2 Concept Post #3

New Beasts

Everlasting Vanilla Cookie Sprite A Savior's Lament Baneberry Cookie Sprite Midnight Cacao Cookie Sprite Opulent Cheese Cookie Sprite / Opulent Cheese Cookie Sprite OLD Wilted Lily Cookie Sprite Witches' Pet Synopsis Post "Everything Will Be Okay." Relationship Post 1

New Ancients

Blueberry Milk Cookie Sprite / Blueberry Milk Cookie Sprite OLD Character File 01 New Yogurt Council Members Strange Journal Apple A La Mode & Sapphire Grape Sprites Date Sugar Cookie Sprite Rice Flour Cookie Sprite Ghost Spice Cookie Sprite / Ghost Spice Cookie Sprite OLD Character File 02 Madras Gorge Tribes Fleur de Sal Cookie Sprite / Oblivion Knight Cookie Sprite

Extras/Miscellaneous

Beast Icons Silverbell Cookie Sprite Light of Hope

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WAVE OF YOU, C. LECLERC.

PROLOGUE — NEXT CHAPTER. [ SERIES MASTERLIST ]

PAIRING. charles leclerc x female reader.

CHAPTER ONE SUMMARY — It looks like any other shift at the coffee shop until the presence of a brown haired boy with dimples changes everything. The same boy you meet at the beach several days ago — the one who stood you up.

CONTENT WARNINGS. female reader, use of Y/N, alcohol use, fluff & friends being a menace.

GWEN’S RADIO MESSAGE. OH MY GOD! i'm so sorry it took me so long, but i was in the worst writers block of all times and couldn't get out of it :( but i forced myself to finish this today and ta-dah! i really hope you like it, your comments and reblogs are greatly appreciated. remember that if you want to be added to the taglist, you can reply to this post, send me a dm or leave it in my ask box!

“Come on, girl! We can’t be late today.” You groan in frustration, a smile tugging at the corner of your lips as you watch Daisy shake the sand out of her fur. She sits and looks up at you with her tongue out, head slightly tilted to the side. “Good girl.” You say, giving her one of her favorite dog treats. You put the collar on her and she happily starts walking by your side. 

It’s a short walk, around ten minutes, from the beach to the coffee shop you started working at just two months ago. You like it so much that you probably spend more time there than in your own apartment. It’s cozy and family owned, and there is always a pleasant atmosphere even though there are always people coming in and out, one of the perks of having the shop so close to the beach. 

And everyone loves Daisy too, so you’re allowed to bring her with you. While you work behind the counter, she chills by the door in her bed with her favorite bunny plushie. She brings joy and bright smiles to every single person that visits the coffee shop.

You can’t believe this is your life. 

It wasn’t easy at first but making the decision to drop out of school and travel around the world wasn’t as difficult as breaking the news to your parents. And after everything you went through in these two years you deserve the good things and peace that is coming your way. 

It was all worth it, missing your family, waking up in the middle of the night wondering if you made the right decision, the good and the bad… it was all worth it. You wouldn’t change a thing because it brought you to this; to Australia and to the wonderful people you’ve met. 

“Good morning, Fred.” You say to the owner of the flower shop right next door to where you work. He smiles, waving goodbye to a client, before walking out to meet you. 

“Hello, sweetheart.” His smile is contagious. You like to pass by him before going to work everyday because seeing someone be so happy and positive every single day is exactly what you need. “How was the beach today?”

“I had to drag her out of there before she got into the water.” He laughs, crouching down to pet Daisy and, in return, she licks his face. 

Fred laughs and stands up, grabbing a bouquet of tulips. “These are for the shop,” He says before turning around and grabbing a single sunflower. “and this for you.”

Fred is a French man in his fifties that came to Australia following the love of his life. He didn’t have a plan, he just left everything behind; they’ve been married for thirty years. 

“Always so sweet, Fred.” You place a kiss on his cheek, waving goodbye with the promise to bring some coffee for him later. He watches you walk away with that same big smile on his face.

You open the door of Brew’d Awakening, the smell of freshly brewed coffee and baked pastries welcoming you, as well as the bulldog resting next to the door. 

“Hello to you too, Roscoe.” He huffs like telling you to hurry up. You let Daisy go and she immediately finds comfort next to Roscoe. 

There aren’t many people — it is still pretty early — just a couple of regulars that like to grab their first cup of coffee before heading to work or the beach. 

As you make your way to the counter, you find Kika sitting at one of the tables enjoying a cup of coffee while typing away on her laptop. 

“What are you doing here so early?” You ask, plopping down on a chair next to her. 

“Lewis wanted to discuss some things about the social media content,” She leans slightly to give your cheek a kiss. “and you’re meeting my boyfriend today.”

You gasp, turning to look at her with wide and surprised eyes. “What do you mean I’m meeting him?”

“I told you he’s gonna spend the summer here.” 

“Yes, but I also remember you telling me that he had to go back?” Daisy nudges your leg with her nose, and you immediately know what she wants. “So, he’s back then?” Kika hums while you look for Daisy’s plushie in your bag. 

“He’s coming because I left some things at his apartment.”

“So that’s why you didn’t come home last night.” She blushes, sticking her tongue out. “Whore.” Kika gasps, hitting you in the arm. 

“Hello, pretty ladies.” Your co-worker, who practically lives in your apartment now, leaves an iced latte in front of you. 

You take a sip of the drink, looking directly into his eyes. “I’m surprised I didn’t hear you sneak out this morning.” 

“What do you mean? I wasn’t there this morning.” 

“Alex, I literally heard you and Lily laughing at three in the morning,” Alex groans, sitting in front of you. 

“In my defense,” He points a finger at you and really tries to think of something, but comes out with nothing. “Whatever, you like me too much to kick me out.”

“Unfortunately, you’re right.” You stand up when the door opens and a new customer enters.

“Good morning, kid.” Lewis gives you a pat on the back when you join him behind the counter, you kiss his cheek in return.

You spend the morning taking care of the customers while Alex and Lewis are responsible of preparing and serving the orders. It is a quiet and nice morning, like most Saturdays are, and you love it. You owe Kika everything, because if it weren’t for her you wouldn’t have found the coffee shop in the first place. She recommended you and it was all Lewis and Nico needed to hire you. 

Lewis and Nico are a gay couple that, just like you, decided to settle down in Australia after traveling to different parts of the world. They opened Brew’d Awakening just five years ago but it’s going so well they have the opportunity to expand, but refuse to do it, knowing that the warmth and coziness of the Brew’d will be lost. You respect them for that. 

You’re about to swap shifts with Alex when Kika shows up in front of you, a shy smile on her face. 

“He’s here. I like him, okay? So, be nice.”

“I’m always nice!” You exclaim a little offended. 

“I know, sorry. It’s just — I’m nervous.” She looks around before leaning closer. “He brought his friends because apparently we’re doing this ‘trade’ thing where I meet his friends and he meets mine.” 

You hold your laugh, “Cute.”

“Stop making fun of me and come here or I’ll go mad.”

“I’m taking my break, is that okay?” You ask your boss, at which he nods, giving you a thumbs up. 

You take off your apron as you walk around the counter. Kika is waiting for you in the middle of the shop, looking like a nervous wreck. 

“I’ve never seen you so nervous before.” You place a hand on her shoulder, massaging to help her relax a little. 

“Meeting the friends is a big deal.” 

Well, she is right. You just didn’t realize how serious her relationship actually was until now. 

Daisy wags her tail as she makes her way to you. And you immediately lean forward to scratch behind her ears. 

You’re too busy to pay attention to the guy wrapping his arms around your friend and kissing her lips as a greeting. It is only when Kika clears her throat, kicking your leg to draw your attention, that you force yourself to let Daisy go.

“This is Pierre.” She says as you straighten back up. “Pierre, this is my friend Y/N.”

You look at the guy in front of you for a couple of seconds. His blue eyes are a little too familiar, but the more you try to remember from where you know him, the more you think that is probably just a coincidence. 

“Oh my God, you’re Y/N!” Pierre laughs, making you and Kika frown. “This is fantastic.”

“What is fantastic?” A voice draws your attention, making you look behind Pierre.

Your heart skips a beat the second you see a pair of green eyes.

The green eyes of the surfer boy you met a few weeks ago at the beach. 

Charles; who you never saw again.

It turns out that Charles wasn’t at the beach the next morning. You sat on the sand longer than necessary, thinking that maybe he was running late. But he never came. You didn’t see his friends either, so you simply picked up what was left of your dignity and walked back to your apartment with Daisy by your side. 

The morning after that you decided to confront him, but he wasn’t there. 

He never showed up at the beach again. And for a minute you thought it was all in your head, but that option was discarded when you bumped into the group of teenage girls sitting on the sand, wondering why the hot guys weren’t there. 

At least you weren’t the only one looking for them. 

You hadn’t thought about Charles in several days. 

And now he’s standing in front of you with a big smile on his handsome face.

Ugh, you had forgotten the dimples. 

“Y/N?” He asks, taking a step forward. “What are you doing here?”

“I work here.” You mutter bitterly, not wanting to engage in a conversation with him. 

It’s childish, you have to admit it, but why is he gonna ask to see you just to not show up? And, okay, you were going to the beach the next day either way but you got all excited for nothing. You really wanted to get to know him, maybe even ask for his number. He seemed like a nice guy and his accent made butterflies erupt in your belly. But that was before he stood you up. 

Kika looks between you and Charles with a confused expression on her face. You make the mistake of making eye contact with her because the next moment she’s gasping, her eyes wide as she finally puts the pieces together. 

“Charles is the boy you met at the beach?!” You want to cover her mouth with your hand but you can barely move. You love her, you really do, but right now you want her to shut up. 

Even from a distance, you can see the way his blush spreads over his cheeks. Charles runs a hand through his hair. You would pay a million dollars just to tangle your fingers in it to see if it is as soft as it looks. 

You’re dragged back to the present when the doors open and Charles’ friends walk inside. 

“Oi look who’s here!” One of his friends says — the curly-haired one — and they wave in your direction before walking to a nearby table. Daisy recognizes them, even though they were barely a few minutes in her presence, and she walks over to them. 

“Nice to meet you, Pierre.” You plaster on a smile, turning to face him and Kika. “I wish I could stay and get to know you better, but I’m sure I’ll be seeing you around.” Pierre smirks, nodding along. “Now, if you excuse me, I need to get back to work.” 

You walk back to the counter without looking at Charles again. Lewis looks at you with a raised brow and you shrug, that must have been the shortest break of all times. 

You’re putting on your apron in front of the cash register, a line of customers ready to order, when you see Charles joining the line and waiting for his turn. 

“Is that Kika’s boyfriend?” Alex whispers next to you while making an order. You look at where they’re sitting, the same table where all of Pierre and Charles’ friends are. They’re actually cute, unable to keep their hands to themselves. 

You nod, busy writing the last order. “Hi, welcome to Brew’d Awakening, what can I get for you?” When you look up you’re met with Charles' blushed face, a small smile directed at you. 

“Can we talk?” He looks genuinely nervous, and you feel a little guilty for making him feel that way. He’s the last one in line, so you nod. “I’m really sorry,” Charles breathes, closing his eyes. “I really wanted to be there the next morning but Pierre had to fly back to France and I couldn’t leave him alone.”

Your expression softens. He didn’t mean to stand you up then.

“We came back literally two days ago.” 

You feel really bad now. 

“Oh my God,” You let out a laugh, feeling embarrassed and so, so guilty. “I’m sorry. I guess I was a little hurt because I thought you stood me up — not that it was a date and we explicitly agreed to see each other.” You feel blood rushing to your face. 

“I wanted to text you but I didn’t have your number,” Charles frowns, a nervous smile dancing on his lips. “and I couldn’t find you on Instagram.”

Your entire body shivers and the corners of your mouth curl up. “You really looked me up on Instagram?”

“Yea’,” He chuckles, shrugging. “I wanted—no, I want to know you. You are really pretty—cool, I mean.”

“So you don’t think I’m pretty?” You lean forward, hands resting on the counter and supporting your weight. 

Charles' cheeks heat up as he tries to think of something to say, opening and closing his mouth like a fish out of water. 

You take him out of his misery by giving him a little push on the shoulder. 

“I’m joking.”

Charles looks at you for a second, and then says, “You are. Pretty, I mean.”

It is your turn to blush furiously. You have to look away if you don’t want to embarrass yourself in front of him. 

“Are you gonna order or not?” 

You both turn to look at the person standing behind Charles, clearly annoyed for having to wait too long. He apologizes before turning back to you. 

“I’m gonna,” He points to the table where his friends are, and you nod, disappointed for being interrupted. 

It’s a little awkward because he stands there for a whole minute just looking at you before waving goodbye and walking away. 

The customer clears his throat and you’re dragged back to the present one more time. 

You hear Alex and Lewis laughing behind you. 

“Hey, we’re going to the club tonight.” Kika says as you clock out. 

“Who is we?” You ask, grabbing your purse and the iced latte you made for the ride home. 

“Pierre and a couple of his friends,” She takes a sip of her own matcha latte and sits on the counter. “You, Lily, Alex.” Kika pokes Alex’s ribs, who’s cleaning the counter next to her.

You chew on your bottom lip, the question is hanging from your tongue but you’re not able to voice it out. Kika must see the struggle on your face. 

“Charles is coming too.” She has a knowing look on her face, but doesn’t make fun of you or ask what is going on with his boyfriend’s best friend. “So, are you coming?” She knows you’re going even before you nod your approval. “Someone left this for you.”

Kika hands you a napkin with a number written on it, a “Charles x” underneath a phone number. 

Your heart starts hammering in your chest and you waste no time in pulling your phone out of your pocket to save his contact. You hesitate whether to message him or not when, suddenly, your screen lights up with a new message. 

If you can’t stop smiling on the way home from the coffee shop and while you get ready for a night out, nobody (besides Kika) needs to know. 

On the way to the club you think about every little moment and decision that has led you here, to this uber with your friends ready to spend a good night with new friends, and a pretty guy who’s clearly very interested in you. If someone would’ve told you two years ago that this was going to be your life, you would’ve laughed. 

You feel nervous, getting out of the car and walking into one of your favorite clubs in the city. 

The first thing you notice is the mass of people dancing along to the loud music. You think you’re gonna make your way to the bar as you always do the minute you walk inside but, instead, Kika guides you to where all the VIP booths are, near the back of the club and the DJ.

“Baby!” Pierre shouts over the music, drink in one hand. “And baby’s friends!”

“Oh my God, I think he’s already drunk.” Kika groans, making her way to her boyfriend and kissing his cheek before whispering something in his ear that makes Pierre blush. Okay, gross. 

There are a lot of people in the booth. You recognize some of Charles’ friends and a few other people you’ve never seen before. Everyone’s talking with everyone and you’re wondering what to do when someone places a hand on your back. 

“I was waiting for you.” Charles whispers with a low voice, and you feel weak in the knees immediately. 

You turn around to face him and are blinded by his bright dimpled-smile. 

“Hi.” You say, looking into those two green orbs you’ve missed. Just a little. “All my friends dumped me,” Looking behind Charles’ shoulder, you see Lily and Alex making out in the middle of the dancefloor, while Kika is sitting next to her boyfriend and talking with some of his friends. “so you’re stuck with me for the whole night.”

“Ugh,” Charles says, bringing his hand to his heart and pretending to be affected. “that’s horrible. Stuck with a pretty girl all night? I’ll just have to deal with it.” 

You lean your shoulder into Charles’ side playfully and he moves a little closer, his hand still on your back. Apparently, blushing comes like a second nature to you ever since you met Charles.

“Wanna grab a drink?” 

He doesn’t need to ask twice. 

Charles guides you to the bar, keeping you close with his hand that has dropped from your back to your waist. His closeness is intoxicating and you can’t help but lean closer. Charles seems comfortable with the proximity, so you stay glued to his side as you walk to the bar, where you’re forced to pull away.

He asks the bartender for your drinks — after asking, very politely, what you’d like to drink — and leans against the counter with you by his side. 

You tilt your head and observe him for a little while, Charles too busy grabbing your drinks to notice the attention. It is only when he turns to hand you the glass that he notices your gaze on him, his cheeks heating up immediately but his eye contact doesn’t waver. He just stands there with two drinks and people bumping into him, looking at you as if you’re the only person in the world.

You shake your head, grabbing your drink. “Thank you.” 

You don’t really know how much time you spend at the bar chatting with Charles, but you don’t want it to end. Charles tells you about his life back in Monaco, you learn that he came very close to the racing world before his father passed away and he decided to quit — not his younger brother though, who is currently racing in Formula 1 — and dedicate his life to his other passion: architecture. And in return you tell Charles more about your decision to travel the world and not going to college, he shares some of your opinions and you’re surprised how easily you’re able to share things about your life with him. 

“I don’t know where life would take me,” You take a sip of your second drink, resting your elbows on the counter. “but I’m happy where I am right now.”

“You should think about visiting Monaco, I’m sure you’ll fall in love with it.” Charles has a strange glint in his eyes that forces you to look away. 

“Hey, lovebirds!” A guy throws his arms around yours and Charles’ shoulder. You recognize him as one of his beach friends. 

“Dani.” Charles groans, but relaxes against his friend’s chest. “Where are Max and Lando?”

“With the DJ,” You both turn to look at the DJ booth, and right there next to him is Lando and, to his other side, the blonde guy you remember as Max. Both of them look very drunk. “Oscar wants to take them home but I said that as long as neither of them throws up, we’re good.” 

Dani asks for a couple of drinks and makes small talk. He’s absolutely hilarious and doesn’t stop making fun of Charles. 

“He kept asking us if we’d seen you. Every. Single. Day.” Charles pushes him away but that doesn’t stop him. “And sent like a thousand selfies pouting and trying to bribe us to look for you around the city.”

“Daniel!” Charles exclaims, mortified. He squeezes his eyes shut and drops his head forward. 

Dani just laughs and, once his drinks are ready, walks away. Still making fun of his friend. 

“It’s cute.” You confess, feeling brave enough to lift his chin up with your hand. “I’m glad you were trying to find me, even though I thought you had forgotten about me.”

“How could I?” He smiles, his dimples on full display. “Afraid of sounding like a complete psychopath, I’m gonna confess that the only thing on my mind while I was away was our interaction at the beach.” His cheeks are blushed as he plays with the buttons of his shirt. “And how sorry I was for not asking for your number.”

You’re one second away from falling to the floor and melting onto it. 

Charles is definitely not helping with the racing of your heart and the need to be a normal and a functional person. 

“I’m sorry,” Charles’ voice is gentle.

“Don’t be,” You place a hand on his forearm and squeeze softly before letting go. “Afraid of sounding like a complete psychopath,” You repeat his exact same words which makes him laugh, his whole face lighting up. “I couldn’t stop thinking about it either. Well, until I was beginning to get angry at myself for thinking about it even after you stood me up.”

Charles groans, putting his face in his hands. 

“I’ve a lot to make up for.”

He looks back up and you make eye contact until Charles glances down at your lips, then back up at your eyes. And the room suddenly feels too crowded and too hot. 

“You’ll have plenty of time for that.”

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