#don't worry shine i'll only take two bites

[sugarsodaa]

Did you have @somethingsomethingdgronpa's liver with some faba beans... and a nice Chianti? =P~

ooh~! i just searched what those were,, anon,, and by the images i found they look delicious !!! guess i know what i get to have with my good old buddy shine's liver next time they pop around !!!

BUT YOU'RE NOT SAFE ANON !!! NOMNOMNOM

appreciation chomps all around~

[karaeilishh]

QUIET

summary: What if she tries to fuck you with her fingers under the table while you're sitting with your friends? 

warnings: smut, fingering (r receiving), !dom billie, !sub reader, jealousy, pet names 

a/n: i PROMISE ill post smth new tomorrow | eng is not my first language

“Be quiet, angel.” Billie whispers in your ear as her hand squeezes your thigh. She smiles and shines while talking to your friends when you have to lower your eyes down and try to be quiet. This game was almost every time you and your girlfriend went out in public. She loved to tease you with her hands under your clothes and keep you quiet because...  

“You don't want them to catch us, huh?” She kept smiling, saying those words so softly that only you could hear them. “No...” Your girlfriend didn't like that answer. You didn't realize it right away. Her hand went higher up your thigh, touching your panties. You sighed.  

“Talk to me properly.” She growled, sending a wave of goosebumps over your skin. “No, Billie, I don't want them to catch us.” You answer as quietly and clearly as possible so that she is satisfied. And so it was. She grinned, mouthing “Good girl.”  

Your friends were enthusiastically discussing something, not even guessing what was going on under the table where you were eating a damn pizza. “Hey, girl, you don't look well.” Your friend turned to you, leaning over the table to get a better look at your face. Everyone paid attention to you. Billie looked at you with feigned emotion, as if her fingers were touching your clit right now. She squeezed your skin.   

“Don't worry, I just haven't been getting enough sleep lately, my head hurts.” You said the first thing that came to mind and smiled faintly. Billie's hand relaxed a little, continuing to rub your clit. You really tried to control yourself.   

“Hey, let's go to the bathroom, I'll help you.” The girl got up to take your hand, but stopped abruptly when she saw Billie's murderous look. She froze with a little fear on her face. “I'll walk her through, Jess.” She took her hand away from your heat, getting up from her chair. Billie grabbed your hand, dragging you into the bathroom. You are very lucky that no one was there.   

“Why the fuck is she even trying to take you away?” Billie's voice was irritated. There was fire in her eyes. You didn't know why she was so angry right now. Maybe she just wanted to fuck you too hard. “Babe, she just wanted to help me.” You whisper softly, gently taking her hand. But she didn't appreciate the gesture. 

“You know she likes you.” She turned to you. Her face was inches from yours. You couldn't argue with that argument. “Billie, please...” You couldn't finish because Billie just pinned you against the nearest wall, pressing her body against yours. “Shut up already.”  

You opened your mouth a little, trying to breathe, because she took your breath away every time she did something like that. You touched her bare arms with your fingertips. She sighed. “I don't like her hanging around you. This bitch wants you.” She lifted up your skirt, touching your soaked panties.  

“And what do you want to do?” You moaned softly, squeezing her hands tighter. You knew you had to stay quiet, no matter how hard it was. “Let's give her a little show.” She smiled, pushing the fabric of your panties aside. Her fingers have gathered moisture from your folds. You're blushing.   

“What? No, Billie, don't even think about it!” You raised your voice when two of her fingers hit you. You had to bite your lower lip to stay quiet. She drove you crazy. “Fuck...” Her fingers flexed inside you, hitting your g-spot. Her glasses are fogging up from your hot breath. 

“I didn't ask your permission,” Billie nuzzled your neck, she kissed your skin and left purple marks. Enough for everyone to see. All this time, her fingers have been fucking you relentlessly. “Billie, I'm going to...” 

“Come on, baby. Cum on my fingers. Show me that no one can give you such pleasure as I сan.” She purred, enjoying your weakness. You both knew that you belonged only to her and nothing could change that. Billie kissed you to stifle your moan.  

You both turned sharply when the bathroom door creaked. Jess's face was red with shock and anger. You don't have to show her the show, she saw it all for herself. You were embarrassed, but Billie didn't care. She smiled possessively, looking into her eyes. “Get out, Jess, I'm not finished with her yet.” 

[thatfreshi]

I was wondering if you could write Astarion having to tend to a very cuddly drunk female Tav. Possibly having to defend her from other people trying to take advantage of her.

This took me on a very sad adventure

TW - blood and gore, attempted sexual assault, drinking

Recommended Song: Drew Barrymore - SZA

The nice thing about no longer being on wild adventures full of tadpoles and cultists is that you and Astarion can go out drinking like normal people. While your vampiric lover thoroughly enjoys a good glass of wine, he usually stops himself at one. Perhaps he's a little paranoid about you, your safety, but he insists not to have more than one when the two of you are out together. At the house? Sure, he'll finish two bottles with you, the two of you drunkenly laughing by the fireplace, but not when danger could be afoot. You try to tell him he's just anxious, tense, that you'll be alright.

"I'd rather just make sure my love. You indulge all you want darling, I'll be fine."

In one of the more rowdy taverns, you and Astarion sit at a table off to the side, watching people get drunk and dance, bumping into strangers, sometimes fights ensue. As per usual, he nurses his singular glass. You look at him, a gleam of sadness in your eyes.

"Are you sure you don't mind? I can just skip out tonight, maybe we can just drink later, when we get back."

"Nonsense, have your fun my sweet. I insist."

You squeeze his hand.

"Alright then, I'm off to get my second... you can tell me to stop anytime!"

You tease as you slowly walk away, almost backing up into a nearby half-orc. He simply smiles at you, one of those smiles that says everything he's thinking, how he thinks you're precious, how he'd gladly never get drunk again if it meant keeping you. Years ago, he would've never given up a vice for some person. But you, you make this feeling well up in his chest, like he has to hold you close at all times, worried someone will snatch you when he's not looking. You may make fun of him for simply being a paranoid person, but you made it a million times worse.

"I'm back!"

Your voice draws out, and you return with two mugs of beer instead of just the one.

"Already going for three darling? You do remember you're a lightweight, right?"

"I'll be fine. Besides, Mr. Knight in Shining Armor is here to take me home if I throw up on someone."

You lie against his arm, starting on your second drink.

"You did eat before we left the house, right my sweet?"

You look up at him silently. He just sighs, running his hand through your hair.

"Then why did you need to go to the kitchen before we left?"

You giggle a little.

"To... pre-game!"

The laughter rings out of your throat as Astarion sighs, again, more annoyed this time.

"So you're telling me-"

"Already gettin' drunk Aster, it's a great time."

The more and more you talk, the more he realizes your words are becoming more slurred. Perhaps he should've asked before you left, made sure you at least grabbed a bite.

"Alright, you stay right here, I'm going to get you some water and a little snack."

He gets up, swiftly grabbing the two mugs off the table while you protest.

"Hey, I wasn't done with those!"

As Astarion makes his way to the bar, asking for the classic drunkard's care package, he's suddenly nervous. Had you ever been this drunk in public before? Maybe the two of you should just go home, before you somehow get your hands on any more alcohol. After thanking the barkeep for the water and some bread, he comes back through the crowd, and sure enough you have left the table.

"Gods damn it Tav."

After setting down what was supposed to be your little pick-me-up, Astarion quickly moves through the groups of people, knowing you probably just got up to dance. The bard playing tonight was quite excellent after all. However, after looking through most of the common space, you're nowhere to be found. That feeling of panic starts to well up inside of him, where he's only driven by fear. He knows you can't be far, but he also knows most of the tavern-goers here are slimy, horrific people looking for their next bag of gold. Walking through the crowd again, Astarion comes near the back entrance, and hears a conversation down one of the abandoned hallways.

"A gal like you, surprised you're here alone."

He rounds the corner, seeing you and a bulky half-elf, your arms pinned above your head. You seem nervous, but not conscious enough to realize anything is truly wrong. Astarion stalks up behind the wretched man, wrapping his dagger around the half-elf's throat.

"No so alone anymore, are we?"

Your captor surprisingly doesn't stand down.

"You won't do shit. People know me around here, important people, they'd surely have your head if something happened to me."

"Not if I hide your body well enough. And trust me, I have experience."

The two of them are un-moving for a moment as your wrists start to go numb from the pressure. You groan in pain, only causing the half-elf to grab you tighter. As Astarion goes to press his blade into the man's neck, he whips around, pushing Astarion back. Gods, he's tall. You fall back against the wall, trying to nurse the pain in your hands. As Astarion and the stranger fight, you hear the sounds of blades colliding, but your head is spinning. Perhaps he was right about the whole 'eat before you drink' thing.

You're interrupted from your thoughts when you hear a loud thump on the floor. The half-elf almost knocked Astarion out. leaving him on the ground. The stranger then turns back to you, lifting you back up from the floor, going to open the back door.

"What a find. Can't wait to enjoy you."

In that moment, while trying to get his bearings, Astarion realizes this wasn't just someone threatening you, and that disgusting feeling fills his stomach. He remembers how many times he shared his body against his will, and the adrenaline of that anger is enough to get him back on his feet. As you and the half-elf make it out the door, Astarion rushes him, tripping one foot out from under him. And then he drives his blade into the stranger's back, again, and again, and again, and again, and again. He's covered in the sinner's blood, shaking with both rage and misery. The violent display helped sober you up just a little, enough to make you realize that Astarion has killed someone behind the bar, and that it was clearly deserved. He looks up, locking eyes with you, still holding his blade down, as if the dead man needs yet another plunging strike in his back.

"Astarion?"

You ask, your voice full of uncertainty, the past few minutes still a blur. He begins to cry, putting his dagger in the ground, slowly crawling over to where you've ended up on the ground. He holds you tight, almost to the point of pain. He doesn't say anything, and you simply watch the blood pour out of the man's corpse as he grips you tight. Flooding memories cover every space of his mind, seduction, imprisonment, and most of all, Cazador's death.

"Astarion... you're hurting my arm."

You say softly, not fully aware of just how distraught he is, still far too inebriated. You're sad though, because he's sad, and you can't quite put together why. He lets go, wrapping his arms under his legs, crying into his knees. You try to comfort him, despite your state.

"It's okay, it's over now."

You don't even know what's over, but if someone is dead and Astarion is still alive, he must've ended it.

"I know."

He chokes out those two pathetic words, looking back up at you.

"We need to leave."

The survival instinct kicks in, knowing he can't explain why this man has at least five stab wounds in his back. The second one of the bartenders finds this, it'll be over.

"Come, this way, we're going to take the back alley."

Snatching up your arm, Astarion leads you through the darkness, mumbling things to himself that you can't quite hear. The two of you move quickly through the night as you stumble around behind him. When the two of you get home, he gets you some water, leading you upstairs so you can lie down.

"Are you okay?"

Such an innocent question. He knows you'll remember tomorrow, that it's not like you're blacked out or anything, just confused.

"I'll be fine my dove. Get some rest now, it's alright."

It's as if he's trying to convince himself, but it's enough for you in your drunken stupor. You curl up into the heavy blanket cast across the bed, and he leaves a kiss on your head. Not long after, you're drifting off to sleep, exhausted.

As Astarion makes his way to the bathroom, he thinks of the horrific things that could've happened, of how cruel humanity is. He thinks about how you have to be the only truly good person in all of Faerûn. He'll never get all the blood off his face, not while you're asleep. His mirror, his sun, his everything, and you were almost tainted the very same way he was.

When you wake up the next morning, Astarion isn't in bed. You try to reach out groggily, looking for that embrace, only to be left with cold sheets. Thinking back on the night before, the memories start to filter in. The drinks, the half-elf, the stabbing, and Astarion sobbing. The full picture isn't entirely there, but there's enough pieces for you to realize. That man, he found you drunk in the tavern, and tried to take advantage of you.

You stumble out of bed, walking down the stairs, rubbing your eyes.

Astarion is in the kitchen, drinking some tea, his eyes bloodshot. You don't say anything, slowly walking up to him, wrapping your arms around his waist, holding him tight. He puts his tea down and rests his head on yours.

"Are you alright my love?"

"I'm fine. Are you alright?"

You make some space again, looking up at him, holding his hands in yours. They start to shake again, rage and misery. You move a piece of hair out of his face.

"He didn't do anything to me love, I'm okay."

"Just- the thought of- I-"

He tries to hold back the tears again.

"It's okay, you can cry. It's going to be okay."

With that allowance, the permission to let go, he cries again.

"I don't ever want you to feel like that Tav, the way I felt. It's so, disgusting."

"I know, but it's over Aster. It's over now. You're okay, we're okay."

You wrap around him again, and he continues to weep.

"I love you, so much, and they didn't ruin you, I promise."

That worry, that he'll never be the same, that he's forever fractured now, that a piece of him is gone. Innocence, what a loaded word. Those who are guilty make the innocent feel guilty, and those who are guilty feel powerful, and the cycle continues, always continuing. You stand in the kitchen for a long time, letting him get all of the pain out, your shirt sleeve wet with his tears.

"I just wish I didn't have to be scared anymore."

You frown, thinking on his statement, knowing that no one is ever truly safe. You'll both live in fear forever, of those that think cruelty is accomplishment.

"I know."

It's all you can say, because you can't lie and tell him there's a day he won't have to be scared, that one day all the monsters of the world will be gone. There's nothing to learn, no moral, no mistake to fix, just pain. Pain caused by those who greed after anguish.

"Do you think I've changed? Or am I just as I was, a scared, beaten slave?"

"Gods Astarion, of course you've changed. It's the world that hasn't. We're better than them though, even if that's all we have."

Neither of you reach any resolution, nothing that makes you feel better. Instead, you sit on the sofa by the fire, watching the wood go up in flames, softly speaking about the suffering. You lie in each other's arms, sad. Misery loves company, and the two of you sit in that aura of grieving for a long time, grieving his past, grieving what could have been a kinder world. But here, in this sacred space, where feelings are free to run wild, where you can cry as much as you need, that's the only place you're truly safe. And that's alright, as long as it's together.

[spidybaby]

hey can i get one with Pablo, where he reacts to his gf after winning at the vmas? thanks

Our Song

Summary: Gavi surprise you after your win at the vmas ✨️

Warnings: cursing.

"I'm so nervous." You say biting your nail. The car is in the queue for the carpet.

"Princesa, don't worry about it. You're going to rock it."

"I don't even think I'm going to win."

"I think that just being there, able to have a platform to share your amazing art, is already a win, babe."

"So you think my art is amazing." You say, joking with him. "Thank you, mi amor"

"Hey, Y/n, we're almost there." Your manager announced. That was the signal for you to say your goodbyes to him.

"Mi amor, I have to go." You pout, not wanting to say goodbye.

"Break a leg, or I don't know. But I love you so much." He laughs, making a ducky face, sending a kiss.

"Te quiero." (I love you) you say, sending him a kiss and telling him to go to sleep.

You take two deep breaths, touching your wrist where the silver bracelet is. The little "P6" in honor of your boyfriend, a gift he made you on your anniversary.

"Ready?" They ask you. You nod.

The screams of the people waiting to see the artists are the only sounds you can hear. The flashes hit you and the camera crew focusing on your arrival. You wave your hands to the public. Making them yell your name.

Your manager pushes you lightly to the way of the carpet. The theme was pink, pink carpet, and pink awards.

You pose for the cameras, smiling at them. Most of the time, all they say is "look over here." Or "on your left." Like if they're Steve Rogers. But this time, the fans screaming are overpowering their voices.

You walk over to the interview spot. Your manager set you up for one only because you didn't feel like doing more than that.

"Hello, hello, so happy to see you." The blonde reporter says. She's one of the nicest people you have ever met in the media. "Oh God, you look amazing tonight. Tell me who you are wearing?"

"Hello to you too." You laugh. "Well, I'm wearing Versace. Donatella and I designed this look for our new collaboration."

"It's amazing, you look like a shining star."

"Thank you."

"Now tell me, you're nominated to five awards, and in all categories, you have amazing competition. How do you think you're going to do tonight?"

"Well, if I'm honest with you, I'll be surprised if I even win something. But as my boyfriend says, I'm lucky to be able to be here, I'm lucky to be able to share my art and have amazing fans who support me all the way."

"Talking about boyfriends, you're here alone."

"Not every fairytale has a present prince." You joke, making her laugh. "He's working, but he made sure to send his good luck wishes to me before the ceremony."

"We love a supportive partner. Thank you for your time, hope you win and have a nice time."

You say goodbye, making your way to the crowd. Tonight, you were seated next to the one and only Taylor Swift. A little starstruck, if you may say.

The ceremony was nice, you danced, you jumped, and you also lost four of five categories. But you knew the awards didn't make you less or more of a good singer.

The last one was Song of the Year. A very hard category to catch. You were in the same category as Selena, Olivia, Taylor.

"Okay, let's calm down a little bit." Nicki says, about to announce the last category. "So, do we wanna know the winner?" The crowd explotes in screams.

Nicki yells the name of the winner, and you are zoned out. But when Ice Spice and Taylor hugged you, you went back to reality.

"You did it." Taylor shouts, getting up and clapping for you.

"Get your ass up, go get your award, girlie." Ice says, pulling you up from your seat.

You walk over to the stage, Nicki hugged you and told you how happy she was for you. You stand in front of the mic with your legs shaken from the adrenaline of the moment.

"Umm, I'm a little shocked, so let me breathe. Woo." You say, laughing and making the crowd laugh with you. "Okay, thank you so much to my family. You guys are one of my biggest supporters to my manager. I love you for believing in me. To you guys for streaming the song, for sharing it, for making it a trend on tik tok." You laugh again.

You took a breath, feeling so out of air. "And to my Pablo, because I know you're watching this instead of sleeping. My love, you're the inspiration of this song. You're the one who listened to this song first. I love you. This is our song, bebé."

You wave the crowd a goodbye, sending a kiss to the camera. On the backstage Karol G hugged you, she was next on the stage.

After the awards you took a flight back to Europe, your world tour Europe leg was beginning in three weeks and you wanted to leave early to adapt to the time zone and also to spend some time with Pablo.

During the flight you watched a game, it was good. After the game, Pablo had an interview. They asked him about you winning and you giving him special thanks.

"Hombre, Pablo. Your girlfriend recently won an award and she thank you. We know you're private about your relationship, but we want to tell you that we love how supportive you two are with each other."

He smirked, thinking about your thank you speech. "Si, bueno somos privados pero yo siempre la apoyo en todo y siempre lo haré. Ella es increíble y la quiero." (Yeah, well, we are private, but I can totally support her and always will. She's amazing, and I love her)

"Thank you, and congratulations about the win."

You snap a picture of the interview, send it to him, thanking him for his words, updating him about you almost landing in Barcelona.

When you actually land, you didn't expect Pablo to be waiting with a big flower bouquet, smiling at you.

You rush down the plane stair, throwing yourself at your him. Legs locked around his waist and lips on his.

"Mi super estrella." He kisses your cheek. (My superstar) he walks with you in his arms, dropping you into the car.

He walks to your manager, taking your bags and saying goodbye to your crew. You did the same, waving them from the car.

"Let's go home, estrellita." He kisses your hand.

The drive home he was telling you about the game. You thank him about the things he said.

"You deserve that and more, mi amor." he says, parking in front of his house. "I have something for you inside."

"Pablo, we say no surprises, you know I don't need anything. The flowers were enough, mi amor."

"I didn't say anything." He laughs, opening the door for you and helping you with your bags. "Go to the kitchen, I know you're hungry."

You indeed were very hungry. So you walked inside and straight to he kitchen. You were surprised to see your family, Pablo's family, and your friends all there.

They all yelled from excitement, and your friends run to hug you. You were still shocked by surprise with the breakfast surprise he pulled.

"Enough, Enough. Let me hug my baby." You mother says. She hugs you, saying how proud she is and how happy she is to spend these days with you, same with the rest of your family.

"Let's eat. She needs some food." Pablo says, kissing your cheek. "Please, serve yourselves."

"Thank you, Pablito." You returned the kiss on his cheeks, buring your face on the crock of his neck.

You wanted to eat everything, there was a lot of fruit, a banquet of other type of food and even a cake.

"The cake has the lyrics of our song." You jump excited. "That's so fucking cute."

"Language." You mom jokes.

Belen and Pablo got close to you once everyone was seated at their places.

"Estamos tan orgullosos de ti, preciosa." (We are so proud of you, precious)

Pablo hugs you, saying how much they love for you to be with Pablo and how amazing the song was.

"We got you a little something." Belen says, giving you a velvet box. "This is also Aurora's. She couldn't be here because of school but she sends you all the love."

"Thank you, I love you guys really much."

You saved the box in your pocket, wanting to see it in private.

You take a seat next to Pablo, who was talking with your mother about football. "But yes, it's been crazy, with the Champions coming up."

Everything was dreamy. You had the boy, the love, and the support. You had everything you ever wished for.

"I want to propose a toast." Pablo announced, getting up from his seat. "Por mi super estrella, ella nos ha compartido su arte y yo sé que todos aquí le hemos demostrado amor y apoyo" He grabs your hand, squishing it. "Congratulations, my love." (To my superstar, she shared all her art with us, and I know that every one of us had shared love and support with her, and I know that this award is important to her.)

You felt so loved, with the most important people in your life giving you all the support. You already won. An award makes no difference.

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yourusername so thankful with this blessing. Thank you to all of you who voted for me ❤️ also enjoy this little dump of my last few days

pablogavi ❤️😛

aurorapaezg love you, hermanita 💖

selenagomez you're a shining star ✨️

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[aniesvision]

𝟐𝟎- 𝑷𝒂𝒚 𝒎𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌

𐂃 𝚋𝚏 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚝 𝚡 𝚐𝚏 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑, 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒂 𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇?, 𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒉 𝒃𝒇 𝒗𝒊𝒃𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒉𝒆, 𝒔𝒖𝒈𝒈𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆, 𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒍 𝒎! 𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒑𝒆𝒕 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒔 (𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒆, 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕, 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍), 𝒔𝒆𝒎𝒊 𝒑𝒖𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒄, 𝒑𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒅𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒚 𝒋𝒐𝒌𝒆

𝚊/𝚗: 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕 (𝒔𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒊𝒕 𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒔𝒐𝒐𝒐𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈), 𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒖𝒂𝒈𝒆, 𝒆𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚 ☕︎

𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒃𝒂𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒐𝒚𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒅𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒂𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒔𝒐 𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒏 𝒐𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒂𝒚 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌

-What do you want? -Matt asks, softly, looking at the menu.

I hum for a second, thinking and deciding between all ice cream flavors before answering.

-I think I'll go with chocolate mint. -I put the menu down, resting my head on my palms.

He just nodded, raising his hand so the waiter would come and take our orders. After a few minutes, we ended up eating them, updating each other on what happened these last days. It's been only a week, but we seem to always find topics to talk about when we're together.

-It's on me. -Matt warns me before paying for our ice creams.

I only smiled, grateful, waiting for him to pay so we could leave for our next destination. We walk hand in hand down the street, passing through some stores, and pointing at things we find interesting.

-Uh, look at this dress, it's so pretty. -I say, stopping by a showcase to admire the dress.

Matt looks at me with a tiny smile, dropping my hand to pass his arm over my shoulder, pulling me closer.

-Go try it. -He says, kissing the top of my head.

-Are you crazy? -I look at him, pointing at the price. -It's like $200, I don't even have all that money.

He rolls his eyes with a smirk, grabbing my shoulders and guiding me to the store.

-I'll pay for it, just go get it and try it on. -He insists, my eyes going wide.

Matt has this stupid habit of wanting to pay for everything, I tried talking to him about it before so he'd stop, but he kept saying he likes to "see me happy" so he'll keep buying me things.

-Matt, no, you don't have to, it's expensive, I don't need it. -I try to refuse, turning around to look at him.

-But you want it, and I want to make my girl happy. -He smiles at me, cupping my cheeks gently.

I feel my heart warming up at his words, my eyes almost shining in gratitude.

-Are you sure? -I bite my lips in anticipation, interlocking our fingers.

-Yes, I'm sure. -He chuckles, nodding his head in affirmation.

That was the second thing he insisted on paying for me today, and it wasn't the last. He decided to pay me a new pair of earrings, lip gloss, skincare products, donuts, and a bracelet. When we were about to leave, I offered to pay for the gas considering we drove a long way from his home to this neighborhood just to get out of the house a little.

-I got it, babe, don't worry. -He shoves my offer down, again, making me frustrated.

Paying for one thing or two it's alright, but everything? It's frustrating.

-Matt, please, you paid for everything today, lemme paid for something.

He looked at me and I could almost see the light above his head, I furrowed my eyebrows, wondering what he was thinking.

-You can pay me back. -He says, stopping by an abandoned parking lot.

Since it was already dark outside the traffic wasn't so bad so the streets were almost empty.

-Matt, what are you doing? -I ask, confused, watching as he pushes his seat back.

-You wanted to pay for something, didn't you? C'mon, you'll pay for everything.

His words carried a second intention that he wasn't trying to hide, his eyes staring at me intently as his hands unbuttoned his jeans. There was a hint of a smirk on his lips when he noticed me biting my lips. Well, who am I to deny it, right? He was so kind, paying for everything.

I help him slide his pants and boxers down to the middle of his thighs, freeing his hardness that jumped out of the clothes like the fabric was painful.

I keep eye contact as I lower my body and wrap my hand around his dick, feeling it twitching. He sighed, grabbing my hair and keeping it out of my face so he could look at me while I went down on him. I used my tongue to tease him first, swirling it around his tip and slowly taking him in my mouth until he was hitting my throat.

-Fuck, sweetheart, just like that. -He groans, pushing my head down.

I bob my head on him, keeping a slow pace at first, using my hand to stimulate his balls. His sounds only encouraged me to keep going, loving to see how good he was feeling. We're not usually fans of doing anything sexual in public spaces, so this was different and exciting.

Matt started to thrust his hips up, making me gag a few times. I wanted him to use me so he could feel the best as possible, he probably wanted this all day if he decided to do this in his car in the middle of nowhere.

-Shit, keep going, gonna let me finish in your mouth? -He hisses, looking down at me with a smirk that could make me do anything for him.

I hum in response, swirling my tongue around and wrapping my hand around him to stroke what I could no longer fit. I feel him twitching inside my mouth, indicating he was close, and his hips moving faster with his moans in the background only showing he was about to cum.

I let him guide my pace and not even a minute later he was filling my mouth with his warm seed.

-Yeah, just like that, take all of me, good girl. -He praised.

I pull away, swallowing all and wiping my mouth and chin. He looked so good all fucked out like that, I couldn't help but pull him into a kiss. When we stop to catch our breaths we start laughing, noticing how crazy it was for us to do what we just did.

-I love you. -He whispers, putting his clothes back on.

-I love you too. All paid? -I ask, joking, adjusting myself on my seat.

-All paid, sweetheart. -He laughs, going back on driving to his house again.

𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒔 ✍︎

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[lemonandlime22]

Hiya! Hope you having a wonderful day! I was wondering if you'd be willing to do more of NRC's resident gremlin, Bitey Child Yuu? Maybe how whoever you want figured out WHY the gremlin bites people? Might be fun. Feel free to ignore this if you're not interested. ANYWAYS, I hope you're having a fantabulous day!

The first people who find out the reason for the bitey child!Yuu's biteynes

Warning(s): Long as hell, not edited, cussing

Word count (since I guess this kinda counts as a fic too?): 2.7k

A/N: This too far longer to do than it should have i am so sorry but I hope you enjoy! did i do this all in two nights after putting it off for months? ....you cant prove shit

[Bitey child!Yuu Masterlist]

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Grim

You and Grim have always had a lot more in common than either of you really knew,

neither of you has any family

both of you grew up taking care of yourself

and both grew up on the streets with little food.

When Grim first learned of your habit, he just thought it was funny,

he didn't judge you nor did he care why you did it at the time

I mean, he often used his fire against people so he really has no room to talk.

It wasn't until around the end of book 2 that he started to learn more about his little roomie.

Grim was exhausted, after Leona's overblot earlier that day he wanted nothing more than to wrap up in the old dusty blanket the two of you shared. But he couldn't do that without you- not that he'd ever willingly admit it, but he had gotten used to sleeping with your small arms wrapped around him and he quite enjoyed it- but that's not the point.

He has no clue where you are, he walked with you into Ramshackle a little while ago but hasn't seen you since. With a defeated sigh he stomped back into your shared room having given up looking for you and decided to just suck it up and try and sleep...

sniff

...

sniff

Carefully opening his eyes, Grim looked around the room to try and find the source of the sniffling. He nearly started crying out himself when he realized the quiet weeping was coming from under the bed. The last thing he was expecting to see under the bed when he eventually gathered the courage to look, was his young companion curled in on themself, their small form shaking either from the crying or maybe due to the constant chill that always lingered in the poorly insulated house, perhaps it was both.

"Hey, kid-" even though he kept his voice to a whisper he still managed to startle the small human. "...um...you alright..?" There was a twinge of guilt in Grim that he couldn't ignore when he saw their messy face.

You didn't answer, only staring at the firey creature, with big eyes that shined bright with the reflection of Grim's flams and a messy wet face. He never really expected a response, you were never much of a talker, but he was a little hopeful.

"I can't believe I'm doing this.." Grim grumbled in defeat when that guilty feeling in his chest won and he grabbed the blanket and pillow off the bed and climbed under the bed next to you. Before you could react, he pushed the pillow toward you and shimmied the blanket on you, and laid under it right next to you.

That night was when he learned about your short life before Twisted Wonderland,

that you had no family, and you lived on the streets

he was able to connect the dots as to why you always bite people.

"So you bite people that you think will hurt you, or others?"

"...yeah?...I guess...."

The two of you fell asleep under the bed that night, but don't worry, the ghost found you and pull you both back onto the bed

making sure to tuck you in.

After that, Grim was noticeably a lot more protective and worried a lot more about you

he had taken it upon himself to make sure you were ok and safe and that you knew

he didn't want you to feel the need to bite people anymore

no matter how funny it was.

"Hey! Kid- What I say about biting people!? If someone makes you feel uneasy come to the great and powerful Grim! I'll roast 'em for ya."

Ace

Ace found it funny, be it a bit weird, when you bit people

but was extremely annoyed when you bit him.

It had to have been about the beginning of book 3 when Ace was informed of your reasoning.

"Ugghh..." Ace ground as he leaned his forearms on the Lounge countertop, exhausted from all the work he was forced to endure as punishment. Looking to his left he saw Grim uncharacteristically focused as he scrubbed the ever-growing dish pile.

"What's up with you?" He questioned, grabbing a dish to scrub so as to not face one of the Leech brother's punishments for slacking off. Ace was met with silence from the glowing cat-monster-thing. "Hey! Twisted Wonderland to Grim~ You there? ...what's up with you?..."

Grim was pulled out of his thoughts when Ace's hand came into his line of sight. "Huh? What 'cha say?"

Ace sighed, "I said, What up with you? You seem more distracted than normal"

"Oh... uh.. I was just..." Grim trailed off, searching for the words, but Ace took quick notice of the lack of snap back to his 'distracted' comment. "...Do you think they're okay? Yuu... I mean.."

Ace was taken aback by Grim's voiced worry for you. Yeah, he had taken notice of the small monster's growing protectiveness and worry of you during the past couple of weeks, but hearing him openly express it was... out of character for the creature.

"Well yeah of course they are. Besides if they're in a pinch, we know they'll just bite their way out of it." Ace lightly chuckled, expecting Grim to do the same. Only to be met with a curt nod and a quiet "...yeah. I guess..." and silence. Ace decided not to push it any longer...

That interaction stayed with Ace for the next couple of days

he wouldn't admit it but, he was slightly worried,

he could tell something had happened.

Until he was given some clarification a few days after when he got the chance to talk to you privately.

Ace found the small violent child sitting alone on a bench in the courtyard eating an apple he assumed they managed to get from one of the many trees. Taking the chance of a biting, he sat next to them which they took quick notice of, and stopped eating, looking up at him expectantly. If he didn't know better he would have said their big eyes were full of adorable childhood innocence, but he did know better, at least... that's what he thought.

"Soooo... how have you been?.." Ace had no clue what to say, and he could tell the kid knew that too due to the skeptical look they gave him. Taking a deep breath, be decided to just be blunt instead of beating around the bush.

"Ok- I'll just cut to the chase. What the hel- heck.." Ace sighed at the unintentional correction of himself, not liking that he unconsciously followed Riddle's rule of not cussing around the little shit, while he was not even around not less! *cough* um- anyway,,, "Just...what happened with you and Grim?" they tilted their small head in confusion "You know, he's gotten.. I think protective of you let's say and is worrying a lot more over you. I mean, just a few days ago he was asking if I thought you were okay while we were at the lounge."

Ace glanced down at them, not really expecting the surprised flustered look that was on their face. He found it... almost adorable, and he had a sudden urge to pat their head and pinch their cheek for some reason?

"...I think.. it might have something to do with what we talked about a few weeks ago.." Their small voice barely made it to Ace's ears, like they were talking more to themself than him.

"What did you talk about..?" Ace's tone was softer as his curiosity peaked, but a worrying feeling also grew alongside it.

And that my dear reader, is how Ace Trappola's heart grew two sizes bigger

I kid, I kid

kinda.

But that is how he learned of his small friend's life, and subsequently, their reasoning for their biting.

He had a twinge of guilt in his chest listening to their story, and he did give in to the urge to pat their head

it was really the only way he could think of comforting you in that moment.

After that, he started seeing Yuu in a new light,

instead of a little shit that he kinda wanted to punt

he started seeing an actual kid, and a scared one at that

Ace also understood Grim protectiveness and worry.

...He may have felt the same..

There was a growing feeling in his chest that made him want to keep that small content smile on your face for as long as he could.

Deuce

Deuce has always had a sense of duty when it came to Yuu

he thought he saw his younger self in them and, he felt he had to be a good role model for them.

He found out only a couple days after Ace.

Deuce stared at the sheet of paper on the desk in frustration, he had no clue what the answer to the written question was, with what little free time for studying he had he did his best to memorize the book, but that didn't work. He especially couldn't figure it out the constant clicking coming from the fire monster next to him.

After the test was finished Deuce tried to talk to Grim and ask him about the clicking, but the small creature quickly left as soon as he could, and Deuce followed soon after. He followed Grim out of the classroom and down the hall a bit unit the monster spotted the small child sitting against the wall, playing with their now untied bow.

"There you are! I thought I told you to wait right outside the classroom." Grim huffed as he made his way next to them, grabbing the long fabric and neatly tying it back around their wrist. Yuu wasn't allowed to take any of the tests or anything like that, they were only permitted to sit in on lectures and answer a couple questions from the professors. Deuce had too started to take notice of the difference in Grim's behavior toward the little kid in the past few weeks. At first, he didn't think much of it, barely even noticing until Ace pointed it out a little while ago. He didn't see any problem in it, but he would be lying if he said he wasn't curious about the cause.

Deuce continued to watch the duo's interaction before they walked down the hall toward the next class.

Deuce decided the best course of action was to talk to Ace and try to make a plan

but when he went to the redhead, all he got from him was a sigh and instruction to talk to you himself

he was confused but did as he was told and looked for you the next day.

Deuce sighed in relief when he saw Yuu trying to climb a tree in the courtyard, seemingly trying for an apple. Walking up behind them, he reached for an apple and placed it in their small hands, which they happily accepted. As they were eating the red apple, Deuce took the chance to talk.

"Hey Yuu, could I ask you a few questions?" He spoke in the soft voice he always used with them as he knelt down to their height. They glanced at the teen and nodded.

"Well, I've noticed that Grim has been acting a bit weird...and Ace too.. now that I think about it... Do you know anything about that? I originally asked Ace about it, but he just told me to talk to you..." Deuce trailed off, trying to connect what he could and figure it out himself. A part of him didn't think Yuu would know anything or even have noticed anything, they were a little kid after all.

"oh.." Deuce looked back at you, expectantly waiting for your answer "It might have somethin' to do with what I told them a little while ago,,, but I'm not really sure why they're acting weird.." He was caught off guard, that was probably the longest sentence you've used, with him at least. Deuce leaned towards you so he could hear your small voice better.

Deuce was not expecting the explanation Yuu gave him

he felt guilty for thinking they were just a misbehaving child like he was.

Tears spilled out of his eyes and he pulled them into an almost bone-crushing hug

he refused to leave their side for a long while after that, even trying to stay at Savanaclaw with them and Grim.

He still wants to be the best role model he can be for you, that never changes.

Ruggie

Ruggie saw a lot of himself in Yuu, but couldn't quite place why? other than the aggressive biting and love for food

but he didn't question it much, not thinking it was of any importance and not his business

besides, he thought of them as somewhat of an annoyance for the first month or so of school so he didn't care much to figure it out.

But he was soon given that explanation,

around the end of book 3, shortly before winter break.

It was the last day of Yuu's stay at Savanaclaw and they had been helping out Ruggie a bit with some of his chores. Right now they were helping him hang the laundry on the wire to dry, 'helping' as in they handed him the clips and sometimes articles of clothing.

"Why do we hang 'em?" "So they dry." "Why do they dry? and how?"

Yuu was uncharacteristically talkative today, it kind of made sense, they were at that age where they asked questions about everything cause they didn't know anything, and he was doing something that they may have never seen before.

They continued to ask questions and Ruggie continued to answer them, with Yuu following him all throughout the day. He didn't really mind, some of the kids back home would do the same thing so he was pretty used to this. That all lead to them to the dorm kitchen later in the day, helping Ruggie make Leona's dinner. Ruggie would tell Yuu what to grab for him and they would oblige and ask what it was for.

"Grab the seasoning that has a red cap, looks a little bit like tea and smells like the forest mixed with pepper." Ruggie instructed, not looking up from the bowl

"R..Ruos....Ruse..murry....?" Ruggie turned toward them, surprised by their trying to read the name, and was met with their expectant eyes waiting for confirmation, to which he nodded and took the seasoning.

"Were you trying to read the label?" Ruggie asked, "Yeah.." Yuu confirmed "Huh... Well, good job. You were close, it's pronounced 'Rosemary'" They only nodded and continued to wait for the next instruction.

Yuu trying to read the label lasted for a little while until Ruggie got curious as to how they got so good at pronouncing them. Well pronouncing them for their age, they weren't supposed to start learning to read for about another year. Of course, there's nothing bad about starting early, it's just strange...

"Hey Yuu, where did you learn to read so well?" Ruggie leaned his side to the counter, turning his full attention to them while the food cooked. "Is one of the students teaching you? or maybe one of the teachers?"

"Hm?...No, there was justa' bunch-ah bottles like these in the dumpster I stayed next to for a lil while...an I heard a lotta people say the names too." Ruggie was taken aback by the implications they gave, and before They told him anymore, he started to connect the dots on almost everything about Them, having had a similar childhood. Out of curiosity, he decided to press further into Yuu's life before Twisted Wonderland.

That evening, Leona's food was a bit burnt due to all of Ruggie's attention being placed on Yuu and their story.

From that point on he took them under his wing in a sort

he would teach them all about how to cook when he could, and would take them with him when he'd go looking for ingredients in the forest behind Ramshackle to teach about how they could be used.

He offered to let them stay in his neighborhood over the winter break, but they had declined in favor of staying at NRC with Grim

to which he accepted their answer and left them with a head pat.

Ruggie sees a lot of his younger self in Yuu, maybe that's why he wants to take care of them as much as he can...

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[brights-place]

I LOVE BARB'S WEDDING HEADCANONS.

We (I) need to see what happened at wedding night~😏 (if you want to do it of course)

The Night Of The Wedding

Pairings: Barb X Wife! S/O

Warnings: Fluff, Smut, LESBIANS! LETS GO LESBIANS!

A/N: I'm not really good at smut! but I hope you enjoy it! this is part two of the wedding scene I wrote! Barb X Wife! S/O pt 1 After your wedding you and barb were heading to your hotel room. Barb was laughing and smiling as she twirled you around as you smiled in her arms peppering her face with kisses. You two soon leaned into eachothers touch when entering yoru hotel room your hand cupping barbs face as she gripped onto your wiast taking off her tie easily and ripping off your corset easily which made you squeak in shock "I'll buy you the same exact one dont worry" barb muttered as she kissed you once again which made you melt.

Your lips locked in with barbs as your tongues fought for dominance Barb obviously winning when she put her knee against your clothed clit. Barb smiled her eyes shining with entertainment as she pushed You deeper against the mattress of the bed while a Moan escape Your lips when barb started kissing Your neck while you held onto the back of her head tugging on her red Mohawk "You taste sweet" Barb said biting your neck softly making you yelp out in shock while she smirked biting your neck once again making you shake in excitement as barb looked up to you with eyes filled with lust, and entertainment. You smiled kissing Barb again hungrily as she was lifted up slightly as you could feel Barb smirk in the kiss Y/N moaned feeling barbs hand glide on Your exposed thighs to your panty line and back down to your inner thighs making you blush feeling embarrassed seeing the look on barb is face as she grinned sadistically oh she loved seeing this look on your face. She slid down your lingerie underwear and couldn't help but glide a finger up and down on your clit making you whimper "Doing so good for me darling." Barb is soft yet rough calloused hand is holding your warm face her thumb caressing your skin as she entered a finger inside You "Hah" Your eyes squeezed shut as your nails digged into barbs shoulders after she took off her suit "Please" you whimpered waiting for barb to start pumping her fingers inside her multiple times as barb complied doing it softly than harder making you moan tears of pleasure cascading down your heated cheeks as your nails digged into her back.

Barb felt your breathing get erratic as she added another finger continuing a fast pace she smirked watching you moan out her name as she kissed you to silent your whimpers for awhile as she let go to breathe as barb continued to go at a quick pace feeling Y/n dripping around her fingers "Good girl" Barb praised as you whined when feeling the fingers leave her pussy. You couldn't help but watch barb lick them clean and smirked kneeling down to the floor smirking leaning over at Your pussy sticking out her tongue and giving a lick while you let out a moan as barb continued to lick your pussy clean hearing barb sloppily please you as she enjoyed your whimpers and moans of please begging barb to let you cum before she looked up at You and rubbed her finger on your clit smirking "I got you." She said "such a good girl... Why not cum for me" you nodded when you noticed barb go back to eating your pussy out with no mercy as Barb couldn't help but chuckle when hearing you moan in ecstasy body shaking from feeling her tongue eating you out clean she couldn't help but smirk as she saw your chest heaving as you batted your eyelashes towards her "Barb... No more..." you whimpered knowing damn well you wanted her to take another serving "Awww baby but this is only just the start" Barb whispered huskily as she climbed over you.

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[theloveoffootball10]

sᴛɪᴄᴋᴡɪᴛᴜ : ғ ɪ ᴠ ᴇ

m a s t e r l i s t

ғ ɪ ᴠ ᴇ

Hearing a voice I wake up realising it's still pitch black outside, Lando is fast asleep then I hear it again. He has got to be joking. The man talks in his sleep. Rolling my eyes I make myself comfortable in Lando's arms trying to get a few more hours sleep.

Eventually waking up to the sound of my alarm a few hours later my race day nerves kick in. No matter how many races I watch I still get nervous for my dad. I want the absolute best for him and I know just how incredible it is for him to still be driving the way he is.

"Morning Lu"

"Morning. You Lando Norris are the worst person to sleep next to probably ever" I say with a laugh. I'm not going to be angry, it's hardly his fault.

"Oh god what was it? Snoring or talking in my sleep?"

"Talking this time. Should I dread the day it's snoring?"

"Maybe. Max tells me off when we've slept in the same room" Lando laughs hiding his face in my neck.

"How are you feeling about today?"

"I feel positive but until I'm at the track I try not to think too much about it. It's quite a long day until I have to be ready to get into the car" I know from being at races over the years how much it can feel like it drags waiting for a race to start and that's me being there as a spectator.

"I get that. At least you got that release last night" biting my lip I look up at Lando.

"Don't go there Lucía. Considering I only met you on Friday little Lando thinks a hell of a lot about you"

"Don't ever refer to your dick as little Lando ever again" I say unable to hold back my laugh "he's far from little"

"You're the biggest tease I've ever known. I'm going for a long cold shower"

"Same rules apply, do well in the race and who knows what will happen tonight" I shout as Lando closes the bathroom door.

esmelucia 📍 Silverstone

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esmelucia it's raaaaace day! LFG Papá 🏎️

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livdavies ooh she looking sexy!

↪️ livdavies ps Vamos adopted Papá!

↪️ esmelucia ur the favourite child

user1 we see you Lando 👀

↪️ user2 assuming because her dad races on the same track they know each other 🙄

Arriving at the track I make my way to Aston Martin, seeing Lando sitting outside of the McLaren lounge I bite my lip. The Silverstone sun is shining on him perfectly, once again his race suit is low on his hips and his cap sitting backwards. I can't go up to him the way I want to but I do send a quick wink his way that I know he sees.

Seeing Chelsea sat a a table I grab a quick breakfast and join her. I know she's going to want a full run down of what has happened with Lando since yesterday and I'm looking forward to telling her. It's nice to have a girl around the paddock when I'm here and she's someone I can trust wholeheartedly.

"So how was last night? I'm guessing by the grin on a certain boys face today you had a good night"

"It was so good. I've never had sex like I do with him. The Silverstone Slut in me is having a good weekend with him but I'm worried Chels" I say taking a drink of my tea "I've only spent 2 nights with him and he's got a hold on me. I don't know what I'll do when I'm not spending nights with him"

"You've got feelings for him I can tell or you will at some point because you wouldn't be worried about not being with him"

"Don't be daft Chels I've spent two nights with him and that's mainly been sex. Okay we've had conversations but I wouldn't say feelings"

"Give it time. I say a few months time you two will be in a relationship. Are you seeing him tonight?" Chelsea asks knowing I normally go back to my dad's for a day or two after a race with him.

"I'm not sure. I'd like to but there's a chance he could be busy or with his family. I know his mum and dad are coming to watch the race"

"Ooh meeting the family already. Suppose he already knows your dad so you're already one step ahead"

"Stop it!" Laughing with Chelsea I know there's not a chance I can meet Lando's mum and dad. I have to consider that he's a formula one driver, he's in a different country every week, there's nothing stopping him sleeping with a different girl every weekend. I'm not naive to think I'm the only one he's sleeping with.

"In all seriousness Lucía, give him a chance. I see him week in week out he's a good person" seeing my dad heading towards us I don't respond even though I have questions. My dad doesn't need to hear about my extra curricular activities.

Finding my place in my dad's garage I put my headset on and get comfortable. I feel like this will be a long race, the great British weather is showing up for the occasion and has given nearly every season so far this weekend. I've heard talk around the paddock there could be rain throughout the race which will make for an interesting watch strategy wise.

As the formation lap ends I'm gutted for Pierre, no driver ever wants to have to retire before the race even starts but all of the British drivers get a good start, until Lando loses a place to Max and Alex makes contact with my dad. Thankfully there's no substantial damage and my dad's race isn't affected. The last thing I want is for my dad to end a race angry through no fault of his own. Just as it does every year, Silverstone is delivering and providing an exciting race. As Lando makes a move and overtakes Lewis on the straight I can barely keep the smile off my face seeing Lando leading his home race.

"Why does every race you come to end up being one of the most exciting races of the season?" Chelsea asks barely taking her eyes off the screen.

"I must be a good luck charm" Watching the race I know my dad is still in the points which I'm happy about but my full attention is on the front of the grid, despite being a different team there's an audible gasp as George is told to retire the car. As a Brit I'm gutted there won't be a full British podium at their home race. That would've been like a fairytale.  In the closing stages of the race I feel like I'm holding my breath, Max has just passed Lando pushing him back into third place and he's slowly gaining on Lewis. Having known Lewis as long as I have I want to see him get his long awaited next podium and as the chequered flag waves he gets his 9th Silverstone win and his first win in over 2 years, I feel a sense of relief for him. I've never doubted him, just like I will always believe my dad will get another win.

"Your dad will be happy with that given some of the recent races. At least I know my job is going to be easy post race. Will I see you at the closing party tonight?"

"You absolutely will. I did think about driving home to get ready but I have a dress in my car that I ordered for this weekend" walking back to the hospitality with Chelsea I feel my phone vibrate in my hand, I see Lando's name on the screen, but decide not to answer straight away until I see the look Chelsea is giving me.

"If that's Lando answer him. If I know anything about these men from being here every week, the first people they send messages to are the one's who mean something to them. I'll see you tonight" watching as Chelsea walk away I take my phone out of my pocket and open instagram. Lando has just came P3 in his home race and he wants to see me.

[hwanchaesong]

Every Summertime

Park Jisung X Reader

genre & warnings: fluff, angst if you squint, wedding au, mentions of insecurities

word count: 886

a/n: i hope you'll like this! for anyone who wants to request, please do follow the rules. thank you so much! 🫶

The sun is shining brightly outside and the crashing waves bring a sense of calm in your rattled nerves. Butterflies everywhere, attracted to the scent of flowers that are beautifully arranged.

Sweat runs down your temple and it was suddenly hard to breathe. You didn't eat much for breakfast but your white gown seems tight on your body.

You shakily brought the mic up that you're holding, taking a deep breath before speaking.

"My father told me once that I should be picky when it comes to men, like how I choose my food."

Your voice echoed with the help of the speakers, laughter erupting from the crowd as you saw your father nod his head in agreement.

"But if I'm going to be honest, choosing to love you was easy like its breathing."

Park Jisung bounced his leg the whole time, biting his fingers out of anxiety.

"Will you stop that?" you swat his hands away and he puffed his cheeks.

"Don't be so nervo-!"

"How could I not?!" he whined, turning to you with a worried look. If you didn't know any better, you'll think that he'd pass out anytime soon. "You missed a class today because I forgot to bring you home early last night! God, if I die today, please leave some pork belly in front of my grave every month."

You laughed at his dramatics, holding his hand, "Don't worry. I had a nice time with you."

The relief on his face at that time was adorable, but horror replaced it within seconds when your father's booming voice resonated in his ears.

You continued your speech, words spewed out naturally and you have already forgotten the long ass essay you had to memorize before the event.

"Every day with you is an adventure. Every time with you is precious. Anywhere with you is memorable."

"It's two pm." Jisung groaned from beside you in the bed, he wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him, "Your family will be so mad that we missed church day."

"Ugh," you tossed and turned around, facing him before pecking his button nose, "I don't really care."

The male nozzles his face in your neck, "You sure about that?"

"Positive." you hugged him back, sleepily running your hands through his silky strands of hair, "Besides, I prefer drinking with you 'til the crack of dawn and trashtalking our co-workers."

"I don't really have much to say," you bit your lower lip, kind of embarrassed to say your next words in front of this many people but you encouraged yourself to do it, "Always remember what I told you before."

The man in front of you looked at you with confusion, silently telling you to go on.

"You have my heart every summer, but to me, every day is summer time with you."

The crowd cooed at your sweetness, making you blush a thousand shades of red.

"Guess, it's my turn. How could I top that?" finally, your groom Jisung, is now speaking. A small giggle escaping your lips from his small joke.

"First, just know that I'll protect you from anything.. even from my own relatives." he gave his sister a side eye who was sitting at the front.

A sheepish expression formed on his sister's face as she mouthed a 'sorry.'

"Now, now. You know she doesn't mean that."

"I know!" you wailed, clinging to him as you sniffled, "But it still hurts."

You met with Jisung's family today, discussing the details of your wedding but his sister made a careless comment about your weight. You were insecure about it and you're trying to manage it but life sucks. You lack sleep everyday because of work and eating is the only way for you to gain energy.

Jisung sighed, patting your back before placing a loving kiss on the crown of your head, "Don't worry, I'll take care of this. I love you."

The next morning, his sister was frantically apologizing to you. Telling you that it was not nice of her to say that and she'll be more thoughtful of what to say next time.

"Second," he stared at your eyes, your heart swelling when you saw his orbs full of adoration that is only reserved for you, "I promise to cherish every moment with you. I will always stay by your side, make you feel loved and accepted."

The waterworks began to brew, you didn't know that your soon-to-be husband can be this bold with his words. You knew him as a shy one, awkward at his best and this side of him is endearing.

"Third, all those late night walks and dancing under the streetlights led us into this. And.." he paused for a second, leaning into you and pressing your forehead together as he held your hands tenderly, "I plan on continuing this adventure with you until we're grey and old."

The claps and cheers from your family and visitors were blocked when he finally kissed you, securing your vows.

You both weren't psychic, but it was so easy to connect with each other like it's been a habit of yours since birth.

Loving Park Jisung is like experiencing summer itself, bright and warm and full of joy and happiness, and you wouldn't have it any other way.

[bluegalaxygirl]

Trick or Treat (Zosan X reader) P1

Plot: You, Zoro and Sanji celebrate Halloween with your two kids while staying in a holiday house.

Warning: Making out and Fluff

Reader is Female sorry, Your two kids are Kuina age 6, girl with Blonde hair and curly eyebrows but your eyes and skin tone. Beau age 1, the name means beautiful in french. The baby boy has Zoro's eyes and skin tone but your hair with a few steaks of green. Zoro X Sanji X reader, Poly relationship, established relationship.

P2 - P3 - P4

October 31'st the day your daughter Kuina has been talking about all month has finally come, and she was up and ready to start the day, getting out of the single bed she did her teeth and brushed her blonde hair before making her way to the kitchen. Sanji was already up cooking in the kitchen for his growing family, "Morning Daddy" Kuina called out startling the cook a little, she's not normally up this early "Morning sweetie, please keep it down though" Sanji comes around the kitchen counter to pick up his daughter and hug her "Sorry" she whispers and hugs her dad back "Can i help?" The girl asks looking at the mixing bowl on the counter "Sure, i'm making pancakes, if you mix I'll cut up the fruit" The cook smiles bring her round into the kitchen and using his foot to move a stool over to the counter before setting her on it. She takes the whisk and the bowl starting to mix it together while Sanji stands next to her cutting up strawberries, Blueberries and raspberries for toppings. Kuina watches her dad closely while she mixes almost drooling over the juicy fruit. Sanji holds back a laugh noticing and picks up a piece of strawberry and holds it out to her, his daughters eyes shine as she bites it and takes it from him enjoying the sweet taste. She's always loved fruit, her first word was berry but she always wanted them since she first tried them.

Sanji puts the fruit in different bowls with spoons and then turns to his daughter "Let see" he smiles watching as she lifts up the whisk, the white mixture is still a little lumpy, but he knows she just needs to whisk a little longer "It needs a bit more, do you want me to do it?" he asks not wanting his daughters arms to get tired, but she shakes her head and starts whisking again determined to do it on her own. Sanji pats her head before going over to set the table and put the bowls of fruit and cream down in the middle. "I think its done" Kuina whispers over to her dad trying not to yell and disturb her other two parents and little brother. Sanji walks back over and watches her lift the whisk up before kissing her head "It's perfect, thank you sweetie" Her bright smile at his words brightens up his world and makes his heart fill with joy, he helps her down and takes the bowl heading over to the stove only to hear the baby boy in the next room call out for his mum "Sit down sweetie I'll be back in a minute" Sanji pats his daughter on the head sending her off to the dinner table on the other side of the counter as he heads to your room.

As you lay next to the snoring Zoro, you head on his chest you started to wake up hearing your baby boy calling out to you "Mama, Mama" You roll over to face the crib with a smile seeing your one year old boy standing up clinging to the crib, so he can hold himself up, his brown eyes just like his dads staring right at you "I'm coming baby" you sit up only for the bedroom door to open and Sanji walking in wiping his hands on the apron around his waist "Morning Love, Don't worry I've got him, go back to sleep" Sanji whispers with a smile walking over to the crib and picking up Beau, Sanji picked out that name it means beautiful and handsome in french and it suits the little man very well. The baby clings to him when picked up "No it's ok, i'm up now" you rub your head still trying to wake up. "Do you want some tea then, love?" The cook asks walking over to you and placing a kiss on your cheek while holding the baby in his arms, you lean into the kiss with a hum before answering "Yes please." You tiredly smile placing a kiss on Beau's stripy green hair, he reaches out for you but Sanji doesn't let him go. You take the baby's hand and kiss it making your boys smile. "Coffee" Zoro groans next to you opening his eye but not making any effort to get up "Yes my king" The cook laughs with a mocking bow and walks over to the other side of the bed to place a kiss on the mans head who smiles in response "Come on i'm making pancakes" The cook bounces the boy in his arms a little before walking out the room.

You swing your legs out of bed and stretch only for an arm to go around your waist "Stay here baby, just a little longer" Zoro rolls over using his other arm to pull you back, you think for a moment before deciding not to, if you lay back down you might not get back up. "Tempting offer but i have too. I'll give you a kiss to make up for it though" You smile turning to face the swordsman as he finally sits up to be face to face with you, his hands still around you not letting go "It's going to take a lot of kisses" The green haired man leans in and places his lips on yours that your lean into placing your hand on his cheek but you pull away feeling his tongue lick your lower lip, earning a groan from the man "Why?" he grumbles kissing your neck down to your shoulder "I'm going to brush my teeth. Then you can kiss me like that" You pat his chest and get out of his hold heading into the on suite bathroom. Zoro watches you leave with a sigh and lays back down on his back looking up at the ceiling as Kuina runs in and jumps onto the bed then onto her dad's chest making him fake groan in pain "Its Halloween dad come on get up" The 6-year-old shakes the green haired man who can't help but smile at her joyful face "Halloween? what's Halloween?" he asks trying not to laugh as her face turns mad "You know what it is, don't play dumb" she slaps his chest not hard but Zoro put his hand over the area and groans in pain as she gets madder at him "Ow my baby girls so strong, that's gonna bruise" The swordsman calls out failing to hold back his laughter.

You walk out of the bathroom and cross your arms over your chest "Kuina, are you torturing your farther again?" you ask getting the girl's attention "He's portending not to know what Halloween is" She growls looking back down at her dad with her arms over her chest and a big pout. You shake your head and walk around the bed picking up the girl from her dad's chest "Well that just means he doesn't get any candy" You giggle putting the girl on your hip before turning and waking away only stopping in the door way to look over your shoulder at Zoro. "And i mean candy of any kind" you laugh out loud walking out the door, your daughter's to innocent to understand but Zoro knows, getting up out of bed he runs after you two and puts his arms around your waist "You two know i was just joking, right?" He walks with you two to the kitchen as Kuina laughs at her dad's red cheeks and pleas to forgive him as he clings to you. "There you are, i was about to drag you two out of bed but i see my little lady did that for me" Sanji smiles putting tea, Coffee and a plate of pancakes on the dinning table "Sorry honey" you apologies putting Kuina down, so she can sit at the table and eat the pancakes Sanji made "Thanks daddy" She smiles putting a few berries on her pancakes before starting to eat.

Zoro turns you around and pulls you into him "you've brushed your teeth... so" You smile and lean up only to put your hand over his mouth "Yes i have but you haven't" you pull away watching him sigh and turn around in a huff only for you to slap his ass "Good boy" you call out heading to the kitchen as he walks off down the hall to brush his teeth. "You're asking for it" Sanji laughs as you hug his waist placing your head on his shoulder while he cooks "I know, i think it's the Halloween spirit making me like this or maybe it because i have two very Handsome men with me" You whisper in his ear as he puts the pancakes on a plate and turns off the stove, so he can turn in your grip and pull you into his chest. Sanji leans down and places his lips on yours as you wrap your arms around his neck, his tongue brushes over your lip asking for entrance and of course you open your mouth for him, you can taste his morning cigarette and coffee making you moan a little. Ever since you've had your first baby Sanji refuses to smoke around the kids, opting to go outside even when its raining. The cook's the first to pull away while rubbing your hips "You should eat, foods going to get cold" You nod and place a kiss on his lips again "Thank you honey" taking the plate on the side you head over to the table and sit down in between your two kids.

As you eat you watch your little boy in his high chair trying to eat with his plastic spoon, he's still trying to get used to not eating with his hands but your proud of him for trying. You drink your tea but stop when you feel someone behind you taking a second to realize who it is you place your cup down and lean your head back to look up at the green haired man "No more excuses" Zoro bends down pulling your chair back, so he can get at your lips better. You put a hand on his cheek as his lips meet yours, the kiss needy and slightly rough, you open your mouth without him needing to ask letting his tongue in and roaming around, his breath is minty but you can also taste steal from his swords. You hum into him, and he hums back dragging it out before pilling away form your lips leaving you slightly breathless and red cheeked "That's better" The swordsman place alight kiss on your lips before setting the chair back and you where he found you and walking into the kitchen. Sanji rolls his eyes as Zoro clings to his back "I know what you want but i'm cooking" The cook sighs as Zoro's arms grow tighter around his waist "I can wait" The swordsman kisses the cooks neck and watching him cook.

Your glad both your kids don't get embarrassed like you used too when you parents kissed but your kids have grown up seeing the love you three share and how much you care. You hope that when they find love it will be full of care and kindness. You help your baby boy eat some more since he was getting frustrated, but he calmed down once you took his hand and helped him scoop up some berry's and eat them. "Thank" he smiles at you making your heart melt and almost cry. Sanji puts the last of the pancakes on two plates and turned off the stove as Zoro undid the apron and put it on the side. The cook turns with a smile leaning up to meet the swordsman's lips opening his mouth almost immediately to let the needy man get his fix, Zoro smiles into it and lets his tongue roam the cooks mouth while holding him close. Sanji's hands go to Zoro's chest feeling around before pushing letting the man know he needs air, the two part breathless but smiling as Zoro chuckles a little looking at the blushing cook before takes two plates and walking to the table setting them down across form you and Kuina. The swordsman pulls out a chair for Sanji as the cook finally leaves the kitchen running a hand over your shoulder before sitting next to the green haired man.

Kuina finished eating and looked over at you seeing you have done the same so hopes off her chair and tugs on your pants, you know what she wants so pushing your chair back you let her hop up onto your lap for a cuddle. She's been wanting your attention more since you had Beau and it's understandable, you had to spend a lot of time caring for the baby and when you weren't you were either asleep or too tired to do much but now he's older and a lot less fussy you can spend more time with your daughter like you used too. You two enjoy your cuddle while you sip the last of your tea and setting it down before kissing the little girls head. "Mum. Are we still going pumpkin picking today?" The girl in your arms asks looking up at you with big hopeful eyes "Yea. You want to do some pumpkin carving too?" The girl nods furiously at you with a big smile "I already have a design picked out" She shifts in your lap sitting up more in excitement " Oh Can you make that bread too?" she asks making you laugh, she's always been quite excited about things but it never gets old in your eyes. "Yes I'll make the pumpkin bread too" You kiss her on the head as she swings her feet in glee.

"We should pick out two this year" Zoro speaks up finishing his coffee and wiping away some food from Beau's mouth "You think he's old enough?" Sanji asks looking over at his son as Zoro picks the boy up form his high chair and sets the baby down on his lap, the baby boys hands going on the table as he tried to stand up "With some help, plus it means more pumpkin stuff, like some soup to go with the bread" Zoro smiles lifting Beau up, so he can stand on his lap then looks over at Sanji who leans back with a laugh "Ok but your doing the washing up if me and Y/N are cooking" Zoro leans over and kisses Sanji on the lips in agreement before going back to the baby on his lap. You smile at the two watching as Beau turns to Sanji with a smile and holds out his hands. The cook leans over and takes the boys hands kissing them as Zoro keeps a hold of the boy. You enjoy the moment holding your baby girl in your arms and stoking her hair as she lays her head on your shoulder. You so glad you all deiced to stay at this holiday home for a while, it's the first holiday the kids have been on but with being Pirates it's hard to find a place to stay for a while where you won't be hunted down by marines. You'll have to send Mihawk and Perona a thank you gift for letting you all stay here.

[nana1000night]

Nesting hobits

FOR CE CHARACTERS!!

Warning : oral (f receive)、smut and it's basically from my period thots and my writer blocked

Don't like, Don't read.

Summary: their hobits and favors for nest 😳

Andy Barber

This alpha would become a clingy teddy bear when the rut near.

The morning kisses are more sloppy, he loves to stroke your softness and he’d leave bites on them.

He prefers floral tones flavors, he would buy the fragrance which has galbanum or Orange flower. Always spray them on everything in his nest.

And he would spray it on you too, but if you don’t like that, he would cling to you more to make sure those bastards knew you were taken by him.

Soft and silky is the basic standard for the nest, his body heat is high enough so don’t worry.

You found that the frequency of swimming is higher than normal, and showers with cold water when he is back home.

“Andy, you promise me that we'll take a break!”

His lips nip the soft freshness of your inner thighs, his hands hold the back of your right thigh and left ankle, his bright blue eyes shining with lust and adore.

“We're taking a break, puppy. I'm having my meal.”

His tongue takes your pearl bud in between his teeth and sucks it slightly, your back arches off the sheet, and your hands scratch the silky surface over your head.

Your squeak turns to the moans when his fingers tap your flowers and spread the wetness.

The sweat and the heat against your flesh, the feeling of his skillful fingers and his bulky arms, all of them made you crazy.

“Andy you greedy wolf…”

“For you, yes, my sweet puppy.”

Ari Levinson

Possessive and hard to read his emotions.

But don't worry, he would never give you a cold shoulder!

He'd only stare at those flies who dare to approach you and steal you away, his jaw clenched, he secretly memorized all of them and warned them behind you.

His hands snake around your waist, your whimper melts under his touch even as he pulls you close to him.

“Sorry, it’s family time. I have something important things to do with my wife.”

His strength and the strong smell mixed with Vetiver and Jasmine distract you.

You turn to your bear and the wetness of your underwear tells you the reason why Ari became so eager.

The honey bee between your legs always knew your bear faster than your brain.

You two get in the car, and Ari drives 120 miles to your secret cabinet by the lake ― where he usually goes when he’s in ruts.

The rest you can't quite remember, you nearly forgot your name when Ari held you up, your legs hooked with his thighs, and he grind on your mound so fucking slowly, tortured you both yet felt so delicious.

Your foreheads against each other, the last ray of sunshine shone on Ari’s face.

You could see his ocean-blue eyes were brewing a storm of lust and love.

“Ari…” you called his name when you kissed him

“My beautiful bear…” His grabs were getting harder, there’s no doubt that that would leave a bruise.

But you both love it.

Ari attacked you with plenty of kisses and bites, not hard enough to hurt you but enough to leave a mark.

“My sweet bee, no one could steal you away.”

Your nails dug into his back when he rammed into you, and a heavy sigh of satisfaction fell out.

Ari knelt down and let you lay on the bed, your clothes which were supposed to be stuck in your closet now all underneath you.

“I'll buy new clothes for you, I love the dress you wore, it hugs your beauty and drives me crazy.”

Ari's beefy body pinned you down and the feral ramming hitting on the sweet spots made you preen.

Your last memory was when Ari turned you to the stomach and touched the sheet, he grabbed your hips and kept your upper back down.

He growled when he slammed himself into you again, and his demonic smirk.

“Don't worry, I've told your boss that you'd take some days off. Now let me fulfill my duty as your bear, shall we?”

[lilpotatjj]

Congratulation...Captain?

Chapter 9

Palm trees, turquoise beaches and pure joie de vivre. Twice as beautiful at sunrise. When you arrive at Puerto Rico's only international airport, you both take your luggage and leave the airport's main gate together.

"oh-my-god" is the first thing that comes to mind and bursts out of you. "wow this is amazing, palm trees everywhere and the temperature is fantastic!" you say and Andy can't help but look at you happily. "ok then? where is the journey taking you? haha i mean i can't run away anymore, i'm your prisoner on the island now" you look guilty, and andy laughs.

"we're taking a rental car, first we're heading towards Fajardo. We'll explore the whole island!" Andy waves a car key provocatively and your gaze falls right behind you.

A white GTA Spano is waiting just a few meters away from the two of you. "eeehm....Andy!?"

"yes...?" Andy opens the side of the door for you. "t...that's a monster!" You look at her with wide eyes.

"don't worry, the only one who bites here is me." she grins cheekily and you blink stupidly, only to enter in complete disbelief. "a...all right, andy I haven't put any money aside for my funeral yet" you look at her nervously as she gets in but all andy does is put on her sunglasses, which only makes the situation hotter, and she starts the engine.

"ok ok so how..... long does this baby need to get to 100...?" Andy plays with the engine sound. 

"less than three seconds..." 

You immediately start sweating and reflexively hold on to something. "don't worry, it's not the first time I've driven a baby like this" you were just about to say something when Andy drives off. "Did I already say that I love you? i...if I die then you've heard it now" Andy just laughs and accelerates a little more. "Tell me, how fast can he actually drive?" You've only just calmed down a bit when Andy puts the car into the next gear. 

"let's just find out"

 Before you can say anything, it pushes you back into your seat. The road is clear and Andy continues to accelerate while the car purrs dutifully.

"I know the island inside out" Andy drives a good 190 km/h and hesitates for a moment. 

"Andy?" you look at her nervously and look straight ahead to see that the road is straight as a die. 

"Andy...no...n-" She presses the gas pedal and the car accelerates to almost 340 km/h in a few seconds. "Andy I swear if I die I'll kill you!" Just a little later, she slows down as the road becomes more winding. You both stop at a traffic light, both look at the road and laugh at the same moment. "That was awesome!" Andy gives you a cheeky look and finally drives on. When you arrive, you park in a large front garden with a mosaic stone path. You can't miss the huge villa, which has a huge garden with a maze and pool. "Let's put our stuff away first, then we can go for something to eat." Andy opens the double door and you enter a huge, beautiful hallway with a chandelier.

"oh my god Andy...but...how can you pay for this?"

"let's put it this way. I have a few people i know here" Andy smirks, comes over to you and kisses you passionately. You stow your luggage in the bedroom and go out onto the balcony to enjoy the pool and the different fauna.

You go back into the room and see Andy on her cell phone. "hey...judging by your face, it must have something to do with the 19. Get rid of it! We want to switch off" You go to her, hug her and kiss her neck very gently, eliciting a soft moan from her. "ok ok..stop!" Andy takes you by the shoulders and looks you in the eye. 

"Eat! It's almost lunchtime and we haven't eaten since we arrived." You nod. "Do you have any idea where we can go for lunch?"

"So while we're here we should try some specialties. I know a lot of them, my mom also always cooked them." Your eyes are shining. "I'll definitely come back to Seattle with a hundred pounds more" you laugh and finally sit down in the Spano again. "There's a great Puerto Rican chef nearby. He makes one of my favorite dishes!"

When you arrive, sit down outside in one of the more secluded alleyways with a view down towards the beach.

 "What would you recommend?" you look at her excitedly. "Mofongo and sorullos for dessert"

"I have no idea what that is, but I have to try it!"

"And two pina coladas to drink" Andy calls the waitress.

You order, enjoy the view and when the food finally arrives you look at Andy in disbelief after the first bite. "wow, that's awesome!"

"Are you tired?" Andy and you walk down to the beach after eating. "hm...maybe a little, but we can still do something else." You take her by the hand and smile shyly. "let's go to the beach" Andy smiles in love and the two of you walk along the beach together. "Is it weird for you to walk with me by the hand?" you don't look at her and Andy smiles slightly. "Never, it's... unusual but it doesn't bother me in any way." You breathe a sigh of relief, which doesn't go unnoticed by Andy, who suddenly pushes you against the wall of the house. "I kiss you in public too and it..." she comes so close to you that you can feel her breath on your lips while her eyes keep switching between your eyes and your lips. "...I don't care what others think...no matter how new it is for me. I love you and you are incredibly important to me..." You gasp at her words and can't help but kiss her lovingly. She clasps your hands tightly, lets go of one and continues walking with you on one hand towards the beach.

Once you arrive at the beach, you take off your shoes and enjoy the warm afternoon sunshine. "I used to come here a lot with my father, visit friends and just relax. But he was always thinking about 19, it was always on his mind. It was hard for him to relax.... just like it's hard for me now...19 is my home. I grew up there, I know everything about this station. I've seen people grow up with that station and now they're veterans at their jobs. That's where I want to be. Unbelievable that it almost burned down." Andy stops and looks into the emptiness of the ocean. "hey...it happened, but everything will be rebuilt. you'll stay captain and things will go back to normal." you give her a kiss on the cheek. 

"If the department doesn't blame me for what happened. It's been my job to keep a cool head..."

"Yes, but these were events that you could never influence. We will deal with them if necessary" Andy was just about to say something when you both heard a terrible scream. A woman is running with a lifeless child in her arms and keeps calling for help. 

"Oh god Andy!" You both don't hesitate and immediately run to the woman and Andy picks up the child, puts it on the floor and feels for a pulse.

"Señora, ¿qué ha pasado?" (Lady what happened?) Andy says tense.

"Se ha metido una piedra en la boca, quería sacársela pero ya se la ha tragado, ¡oh dios por favor ayúdale!". (He put a stone in his mouth, I wanted to get it out but he's already swallowed it, oh god please help him!)

"¡Todavía tengo un ligero pulso!" (Still got a slight pulse!) Andy picks up the boy, uses the Heimlich and doesn't give up while the mother starts to hyperventilate. You try to calm her down while Andy continues to try to clear the boy's airways. 

"damn the stone must be too deep!" Andy takes him by the legs, lets him hang down and keeps tapping hard on the child's back and miraculously the stone finally falls out of his throat. He coughs hard and starts to cry, which makes Andy and you breathe a sigh of relief. The first responders, who you had also called in the meantime, arrive immediately.

"¡que dios os proteja y os de las gracias por siempre! ¡muchas gracias, sin vosotros habría tenido que enterrar a mi propio hijo!" (may god protect you and thank you forever! thank you so much, without you I would have had to bury my own son!) The first responders are impressed and take care of the little boy. The mother hugs Andy and you exuberantly.

"no hay problema... todo lo mejor para ambos" (no problem...all the best to you both)

Andy smiles caringly and you say goodbye. "phew...wow...great performance Captain?" you look at her proudly. "Stop it.." Andy smiles embarrassedly and turns towards the sea. 

"Children...are full of surprises. That's why I never wanted any," you say without thinking, amused, but Andy unconsciously flinches at your words. "You...don't want children?"

"Well, I never really thought about it. I don't have great experience with them. And you?" You look at Andy curiously. "So...well with the right partner maybe" Andy's eyes avoid yours. "OK, what's going on. You look like something is going on" you sit down on the sand and enjoy the warm Caribbean wind. "I was once pregnant by a boyfriend at the time. We had been together for a while but the circumstances just weren't right. I...aborted it. I never told him anything about it because if Ryan had wanted it, I wouldn't have it managed to abort..."

"wow..ok. kind of understandable." you let sand trickle between your fingers. "I'm captain now. I just can't think about it at the moment, but it's never out of the question." You look at her thoughtfully and take a deep breath. "Okay, well, if you're sure you want children then why not? You could stay as captain and I could carry the baby. But that's a topic later." You clean your hands.

You both stand up and smile lovingly at each other. You feel something in Andy's eyes that you've never felt from her before, but you can't place it. "i...is everything ok Andy...?"

"yes, everything's fine. we should go back slowly. it'll be dark soon. tomorrow we'll go hiking" you watch her and pause for a moment, the aura that surrounds Andy feels strange, then you run after her.

Back at the villa you sit on the balcony with some tea when Andy comes over and keeps you company. "First day here and already such an action today" you laugh quietly and Andy joins in. "yes, true" Andy drinks her tea, stands up in front of you and tenderly takes your hand. "let's go inside" She slowly leads you to your bedroom, stands in front of you and cups your face with one hand. "You...have been so stubborn..." a kiss on your neck follows. "I? More like..you" You enjoy her touch and inhale sharply. She gently pushes you onto the bed and unzips her robe. "We should really celebrate our arrival here..." Andy teases you with her look.

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She lets her bathrobe slide off her body. You want to sit up but she leans down towards you and prevents you from moving. She opens your robe as well.

"I'm your captain...you have to obey..." She looks at you teasingly and pins you to the bed by holding your hands, kisses your neck and places delicate kisses all over it. You whimper under each one and get goosebumps all over your body. "Andy....." your vision blurs and your breathing becomes faster. She moves down to your chest, places dirty kisses everywhere, marks every single spot on your body. She lets go of your hands, moves down even deeper and stops right at the sensitive middle between your thighs. She gently strokes her fingers over your clit, kisses it which causes you to reach into her hair out of reflex.

Andy suddenly slows down every single movement which makes you look at her begging.

 "Que pasa..?" (what's wrong...?) Andy asks, looking at you teasingly.

 "Don't stop...please..." you beg softly, looking at her pathetically. Andy cheekily raises an eyebrow. 

"I don't know you like that... begging the captain like that..." She leans down and kisses you, at the same time slowly and carefully slipping one of her fingers inside you. You moan in aggravation and cling tightly to Andy.

 "I'm sure there's more..." Andy speeds up her pace a little, making your breathing more ponderous until you moan in an ungodly tone, while you are melting under her sweet breath. Lots of little electric shocks go through your body as you feel yourself almost reaching your limit, Andy continues, nibbling your neck and inserting a second finger. "A...Andy...keep going" You squint your eyes and put your hands over your mouth as you start to moan, but Andy stops you as she holds your hands tightly and you groan out loud.

Andy smiles contentedly and lies down next to you while you struggle to breathe. "ooof... that was wild... pretty naughty of you" You turn and snuggle up to her. "You know that screams revenge," you smile darkly. "mmh...is that the way to talk to your captain....?"

"maybe I don't just want to talk..." you suddenly sit on top of her, holding her tight this time and looking at her challengingly. Your hand wanders between her thighs. "mmh... well, captain. you're pretty impatient, aren't you?" Andy looks at you silently as she bites her lower lip to hold back a moan.

"no...equal rights for all!" You kiss Andy directly on the mouth, so she can no longer suppress a moan, while you start to stroke your fingers more tenderly on her sensitive middle.

The two of you spend almost the whole night making love, turning it into a competition until one of you can't take it anymore and finally gives up.

AN: oops...what just happend here? Sounds almost like a small honeymoon. This was the first Part of the Puerto Rico Trip. Next chapter will also be longer.

[alittlextrathatway]

So don't you worry your pretty little mind

People throw rocks at things that shine

And life makes love look hard

The fire house.

Now I have to say, this was difficult because I rarely listen to Swift and I didn't know who the other was either... So if this just comes across as a weird choice, please feel free to ignore it. (just wanted to give you another to choose from because I really like your writings)

Fourth entry for the Sylvie works at FH 40 series.

You can find the previous parts at the following links: part 1, part 2, part 3

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Three weeks and many dates later, Sylvie wakes up in Matt's bed. He's not in the room and his side of the bed is still rumpled and messy. She runs a hand over the sheets finding them still warm. He hasn't been out of bed long. Getting out of bed, she borrows a pair of Matt's boxers -- rolling them at the waist so they fit -- and puts on her t-shirt from the night before.

She starts to head to the bedroom door but then her feet leave Matt's rug and land on the cold concrete floors. With a grimace she scampers over to Matt's dresser and steals a pair of socks. Why is this loft always so cold? Do Severide and Matt really run that hot?

Well, okay, she knows Matt does. Thank god. He's like her very own personal space heater.

Padding her way into the open concept living room and kitchen, she finds Matt and Severide making breakfast. She's assuming Stella's still asleep.

Matt looks up as she approaches the kitchen island. He scoops the scrambled eggs into a bowl and then rounds the island to meet her halfway, greeting her with a quick and casual peck to her lips. "Good morning."

"Morning," she replies, winding her arms around his waist.

"How'd you sleep?" He asks, mimicking her stance and holding her in return.

"Wonderful. I had you to keep me nice and toasty all night. That's always my favorite."

Severide's face pinches as he fixes his breakfast plate. "Alright, take it back to his room. I don't need to hear the bed sharing specifics."

Sylvie narrows her eyes at him and sticks out her tongue, leaning into the bratty little sister role she's found herself playing when it comes to her boyfriend's best friend. "Why do we have to take it somewhere else? You have a room too."

"Yeah, but my name is on the lease so..."

"Alright, that's enough of this weird sibling act," Matt says cutting Severide off with a laugh. "Go wake up Stella before breakfast gets cold. We need to leave for the firehouse soon anyway."

"He's only interrupting me because he knows I'm right. For the record," Severide says as he turns and leaves the kitchen.

"You guys leave for the firehouse together?" Sylvie asks Matt. She's never slept over the night before a shift before, but today was different. Today, it made sense.

"We take separate cars but yeah we leave together. Are you ready for a shift at 51?" He asks, leading her to the kitchen so they can both make a plate.

"As I'll ever be. I'm excited to work with Mikami. Shay raves about her. Says she really knows her stuff. I just hope everything goes well for Shay today. If anyone deserves a promotion it's her." Since that first shift Shay covered for her, the two of them have become fast friends. Today, Sylvie's repaying Shay's initial favor and covering 61.

"Have you thought about what she suggested at Molly's last night?"

"What? You mean me filling her PIC spot if she gets promoted to AC?" Sylvie bites her bottom lip and then shakes her head. "I have a little but...do you think that's a good idea? Us being in a relationship and working together? You don't think anyone will have an issue with the optics of that?"

"Optics of what?" Matt asks, following her to the kitchen table to eat. "You wouldn't be directly under my command. You've got an AC and Paramedic Field Chief for that."

"In my experience, the actual chain of command doesn't really matter," Sylvie mutters as they sit.

"Okay, I hear you," Matt reluctantly admits. "I know Kidd's had some weird run ins with a couple of guys even though she and Severide are on different rigs. If people are gonna be ignorant and rude logic hardly ever stops them. If you decide you don't want to, I'd understand, but keep an open mind. See how today feels. Deal?"

"Deal," she agrees, leaning over and kissing Matt's cheek. "For you."

Later, with 12 hours of a shift at 51 under her belt, Sylvie can admit Matt's house is exceptional. The team at 40 is full of good people, but they're not as close knit as 51. Violet is a great partner. A little green but extremely knowledgable. And, most importantly, Chief Boden nor anyone else at 51 cares that she's dating Matt. It doesn't affect how she does her job so it had no bearing on what they think of her.

During a quiet moment, she's sitting with Matt in his quarters and watching everyone else at 51 go about their day. None of them pay her a bit of attention as she lounges on Matt's cot while he finishes up his paperwork. When she was dating Greg at 40, everyone seemed to stare at her constantly. They watched her every move as if waiting for any sign Grainger might favor her over anyone else.

She assumed that was normal. That every house would be that way. It's odd knowing that assumption was wrong. Is this house the exception or the rule? She's never worked anywhere but 51 or 40 so it's hard for her to say.

"I can hear you thinking," Matt says before he turns in his chair to look at her. "What's going on over there?"

"My last experience dating an officer was...uncomfortable. Not because of Grainger. He was fine. But the people around us watching us like a hawk. I braced myself for an uninvited opinion every day," she confesses. "And I thought that was normal."

Matt nods, listening intently. "Thought? Past tense?"

"Your house hasn't asked me a single question about you or batted an eye when we interacted or touched. They only care about our relationship as much as they need to in order to make sure you're happy. That's...mind blowing, honestly."

The grin he points at her is slow and full of understanding. "Yeah, 51 has that effect on people, a lot."

"I was worried working together and dating would put added pressure on us and burst our little honeymoon phase bubble. I've had relationships fall apart over less, you know?" She idly plays with her watch band as she debates continuing.

Is she on the verge of too much, too soon? Should she quit while she's ahead? No, she's done softening her feelings for the sake of a man she's dating. She did that with Greg and ended up staying with him too long passed their expiration date. If anything is ever going to work out for her, it'll take her being honest to make it happen.

"And I really don't want this to fall apart. I haven't been this crazy about a person in a very long time." She takes a deep steadying breath as she finishes telling her truths and impatiently waits for Matt's reaction.

She doesn't have to wait long. He relocates from his chair to the bunk next to her and takes both of her hands in his, smiling so warmly his eyes wrinkle at the corners. "I haven't been this crazy about a person in a long time either, and we're not going to fall apart. Especially not because of any outside opinions. We're the only ones that really know how we are together and how we feel about each other. I'm not gonna let anyone, at 51 or otherwise, take that from us. Trust me on that one."

His certainty and determination send thrilling little shocks coursing through her bloodstream. She feels buzzy. Almost as if she's had a double shot of espresso, but she hasn't. No, she's got something much better: private doses of Matt Casey that she has access to whenever she wants. The more time she spends with him, the harder and faster she falls.

"Oddly enough, I do trust you. Completely."

"Good," he says, lifting the back of her hand to his lips for a quick and subtle kiss. He's aware people could be watching and he's sensitive to her worries. Most guys wouldn't be. But Matt Casey is the best of the best. Of course, he remembers and acts accordingly.

God, she's in big trouble. This man is going to own her heart before too long and, once he has it, she knows she won't be getting it back.

[a-yarn-of-purple-prose]

For the rarepair meme, I'm not entirely sure what actually qualifies in Genshin XD but Lyney/Nilou? I do kind of like the idea of two of our performers together....

I can see a very clear rivals to lovers thing, at least rivals from where Lyney's standing of course. Kinda like this (excuse the Lynette POV, that's how the scene showed up in my mind and she is very fun to write):

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The Traveler couldn't stay for tea but she left Lynette a box of beautiful little honey cakes brought fresh from Sumeru. She was supposed to share with her siblings and she would do that, there were far too many for her alone anyway, but that didn't mean she couldn't hide away in her room with a pot of tea and enjoy some peace and quiet. And honey cakes, of course.

It was barely time enough for her to bite into one of the cakes before Lyney invaded her peaceful tea-time, giving his usual knock and entering before she even answered.

There was urgency in his voice as he said, “Dear sister I found out the reason behind the last few nights' shows lull in ticket sales.”

Even if Lynette was inclined to ask, she knew better than to do that. When Lyney has a plan you can see it in the very way he moves, and from the way he sauntered to the table and pulled the chair closest to her, this was a fun one. At least fun for him.

“We,” he said, eyes twinkling, “have a rival!”

Now, if she wanted him to say his piece and go away, she was forced to show attention. So she deposited her teacup on its saucer and tilted her head toward him, waiting.

“A Sumerian dancer, come here to perform for a half-season, and a famous one at that. It's all over the Steambird! We can't just lose tickets for all that time!”

Lynette blinked slowly at him, then refilled her teacup. “And your plan?”

“Who said I have a plan?”

She smiled and waited.

“I've been to her act. She's very good. Disciplined. Working elemental magic while dancing must be very tiring but the results are,” a brief, breathless pause, “stunning.” There was a little too much shine in his eyes as he said that. “As is her-- I mean, her movements. The way she dances, it's like the rest of the world stops existing, I can't help but wonder…”

As Lyney's eyes took a dreamy, faraway look, she knew it. It was a bad plan. The worst kind. She felt her right ear twitch, an old tell she usually keeps under control. That is how worried he made her.

Lyney noticed as well, he snapped back to attention, said, “That's when I knew I had to do something.”

“That plan. You shouldn't.”

“Beloved sister, I said nothing--”

The teacup clicked in its place on the saucer. “You want to distract her from work, maybe make her go away earlier. Don't. It'll backfire, you're too smitten. Remember what Father said about you and love schemes.”

The mention of Father had him straightening up, as usual, lifting his chin as if trying to stand a little taller, fill bigger shoes. Then he said, “Well, we'll see about that, won't we?”

And that was in the wrong tone. Not so much defiant as… She studied his face for a moment. There was that smile, a bit too much eagerness there. This could only mean the plan was already in motion. “Don't say…”

The smile bloossomed as if every single drop of confidence he had nurtured it. “I'll be taking her to Lady Furina's new play tomorrow!”

Nothing she could possibly say would work at this point, so she saved herself the energy and took a sip of her tea. Afterward, she said, “Then good luck on your date with the beautiful dancer.”

Lyney paled, the smile dropped just enough that she knew he had only now caught up with what he had done. “Thank you,” he said, quite like an automaton. Then he walked away, a little spaced out.

Lynette hoped her brother would pull himself together enough to be his usual self on the date. That should be enough to charm anyone. And if that didn't work, well then she'd have to do something, wouldn't she? Maybe the Traveler would even help.

[eeboshmeebo]

Little Treasure.

"Naanaaaaa! Can I have a cookie? Pleeeeaaaseee?"

"Only after they're cooled down. Right now, they're still squishy, goopy messes, so they'll solidify after a few minutes.

Hana smiled fondly as she set the pan of cookies on a cooling rack. It had been around... four years that had passed in this 'quirkless' body she had inhabited. Quirkless people were seen as weak. No wonder. And that this was a 'gated' community, so the external security was supposed to be strong. No wonder it was so easy to get in.

"Okay, nana. But I don't like waiting..." Monoma pouted as he sat down on a chair, looking up at her with shining blue eyes since he knew what would happen next.

"...don't look at me like that."

"Pretty please, Nana?"

"..."

'Begrudgingly', she handed over a piece of brightly-colored konpeito.

"Now, don't tell your mom or dad about this, okay?"

"Okay, I won't! You're the best, Nana!"

What he knew was that if he opened his eyes really widely and pouted slightly while saying 'please', he'd get a candy.

However, she'd give him a candy anyways even if he didn't do all of that. Not that he knew that, though.

She opened the refrigerator, taking out some whole-fat milk to take a sniff before pouring it into two cups. Calcium was good for the bones, after all.

Hana could feel Monoma's gaze on her as she set the glasses on the table and got the plate out before she pried off the cooled cookies from the pan on the cooling rack.

"I'll only give you two cookies, okay? That way, you can share the rest with your mom and dad and say that you helped me make them."

"Hmmm... alright! Now gimme, nana!"

"And where did that politeness from earlier go?"

"I'm sorry... please?"

"And here are your cookies. Don't eat them too quickly."

"Yaaaay!"

Hana watched as he dove into the cookies with the gusto only a hungry four-year-old could match. Now that she thought about it, his Quirk was going to awaken soon, wasn't it?

"So, what kind of Quirk do you think you'll awaken?"

"Oh, I dunno! I hope it's something cool, though, all my friends got theirs already and they're all really sparkly and awesome."

"That sounds nice, little treasure."

She's heard of bad awakenings. Now, as she nibbles on her own cookie while Monoma had dipped both of his own into his cup of milk and was taking messy bites out of them, she promised something to himself.

'I won't let him get hurt.'

"Nana? Your eyes got all shiny for a second, are you okay?"

"I'm okay, little treasure. I'm just thinking about some things."

"Okay... you're not angry, right?"

"I can never be angry with you, silly."

Monoma beamed at that affirmation as he finished off the rest of his cookies, letting her wipe off the mess on his chin and cheeks with a soft napkin.

"How about we go to the playground? You've just eaten some sugar so you'll need to work that out of your system."

"Yay! Playtime with Nana!"

With that in mind, he jumped out of his seat and bolted out of the kitchen. She shook her head fondly while putting the empty plate on the sink, a jar of cookies on the kitchen counter, filled the two emptied cups with water, and swiftly followed after Monoma to start 'playtime'.

That joy and innocence is the most precious thing in the world.

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A week later.

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Hana stood behind Monoma as he held the hand of a family friend who's name she never bothered to remember. They were probably discussing family relations and business deals, but really, she couldn't care less.

Business wasn't her forte, but making sure her little treasure was happy and safe-

"Mom, Dad, look! I just got my quirk, isn't it cool?"

...

From the sudden silence in the room and the changing color on the father's face, this wasn't a good sign.

"Don't worry about them, little treasure. I'm sure they're very happy, like I am."

"Yes, sweetie... we're both very happy that you got your Quirk. How about you leave the room with your nanny while we talk?"

The father almost shoved Monoma but seemed to only not to since there was another person present that wasn't family. Along with that came another surprise.

"I've got two quirks now! I'm amazing, right nana?"

The tension in the room seems to be temporarily alleviated for now. Time to leave.

"Mm-hmm, you really are amazing, Monoma. Now, your mom and dad probably want to talk about some boring adult stuff. How about you help me bake a cake to celebrate?"

"I love cake!"

Hana quickly scooped Monoma with one arm and left, but not without glaring at the father whom she refuses to name.

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He could've sworn that girl was quirkless. So, why did her eyes change color like that and why did it send shivers up his spine?

"Did we do a genetics test when he was born?"

Whatever. There were more important things to focus on like if his wife actually cheated, or if it was just a misunderstanding.

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"Now, I'm going to let you mix it up, okay? You can go as fast as you want as long as you don't make a mess."

"Okay, nana! I'll be the best mixer ever!"

Baking was a good distraction. Well, it distracted Monoma from the situation earlier, Hana hoped, while she preheated the oven and got all the ingredients together in a bowl.

"Now, we do the eggs separately because there might be a bad egg, and we don't want bad eggs in the cake, right?"

"No! Because I'd get sick like my friend did!"

"That's right, and if you don't lick the batter, I'll give you some candy and you can decorate the cake however you want. Deal?"

"Umm... deal!"

Monoma's smile seemed to wash away any gloom that had appeared in her mood. She smiled back, genuinely this time, as she poured the ingredients into the bowl Monoma was holding as he mixed them together slowly at first, but he gained speed as time went by and she had finished pouring all the ingredients into the bowl.

He was in a better mood than she had expected, thankfully.

She buttered up the pans, checking to see if the oven was preheated sufficiently. Probably enough.

"Alright, now I'm going to let you pour the batter into the pans. Don't worry about making a mess, just wash your hands later."

Despite her words, Monoma was really careful when pouring the batter into the pans. Lots of concentration there.

Endearing, really.

Once he was done, she picked up both pans and put them in the oven to bake under his intense gaze.

"It wouldn't be a cake without some frosting to decorate it with, would it?"

"We're making frosting! Can I lick the spoon this time?"

"Of course you can, little treasure, just after the frosting's done."

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Manesu couldn't understand. How was Hana, this maid, closer to her son than herself!?

He never looked her in the eyes, always held Hana's hand when scared, offered to play with that maid instead of her, and his first words were 'Hana' instead of 'Mama'!

What were all the gifts she gave him, air? It made her teeth grind at the thought.

If not for the fact that firing the quirkless maid would cause another stir of gossiping and rumors and distance her from her social circle even more, Hana would've been gone already.

With how close they were, it would've been easy to think that Monoma was Nana's son and not hers. Even her own husband thought that way when his Quirk awakened earlier, that paranoid..!

...

"Tch."

She'll get back at her for this. And the way that Hana looked at her.

Those eyes held a threat in them, as if she was a threat instead of Monoma's mother.

[idyllic-affections]

001 DANDELIONS

< previous | next > DANDELIONS :: PROLOGUE ACT I . . . the outlander who caught the wind . . .

     Gloomy skies were a sight over Mondstadt that they were all too familiar with. That didn't mean that they were fond of such a thing—no, they were not fond of it at all. Rather, they found it quite unpleasant. It caused a bitter taste to crawl up the back of their throat and made their hands sweat anxiously. Nonetheless, they didn't let it interrupt their daily routine, and they sure as hell didn't let any of their feelings shine through.

     "Only you would come see me in such gloomy weather like this," Sara mused, a smile gracing her lips despite her concern for their safety. "The usual, then?"

     "Yes." With a nod, they slid over a few mora they'd fished out of the messenger bag slung over one shoulder. "Perhaps, but I always visit you around this time," they replied, voice airy and melodic as the breeze. "If you haven't closed up just yet, then I see no reason why I shouldn't visit you. A little weather doesn't scare me."

     It did, and for reasons one might not expect, but Sara did not need to know either of those things.

     Her smile seemed to widen briefly before she peered up at the cloudy sky, slight anxiety tainting her cheery expression. "I was thinking of closing for now, actually. It... it just feels really ominous at the moment."

     "Yes, even I can't deny that," they agreed, following her gaze. "It's an awful shame that things have been so bleak lately."

     "It is. I really hope this'll be over soon... I do love your company, [Name], but you've been my only customer recently," she lamented, passing them a fresh Chicken-Mushroom Skewer. "What could've possibly made the East Wind turn against Mondstadt?"

     "...Only Lord Barbatos knows," they mused. "On a lighter note, if anything should happen today, I'd be glad to help you clean up, as usual."

     "Thank you, I—"

     "Hey, [Name], over here!" a bubbly voice called out, and through the unusual silence cast over Mondstadt, it was quite easy to hear. Their eyes shifted towards the red-clad outrider, who waved her hand eagerly when she noticed that she had gained their attention. She was positioned close to the city gates.

     They smiled apologetically at Sara. "...I'm so sorry, I'd completely forgotten that I promised Amber I would help her with, uh... som— something Master Jean assigned her."

     The girl waved their concern off kindly. "Don't worry about it, go on. Take care on your way. I take it you don't exactly remember the details about this 'something'?" she teased.

     Heat rushed to their cheeks as they brushed a hand over the back of their neck. "Ahaha, not exactly... anyways, thank you. I'll see you later."

                         — flower of the universe !! 🌸

     Their companion bounced eagerly at their side as the two walked along the dirt path leading to Starfell Valley.

     "Remind me what it was that you were asked to take care of," they requested softly, head tilting back slightly so they could gaze up at the clearer skies. Here, they could breathe without feeling suffocated by the weight of sorrowful memories. "I got kind of distracted with Sara," they chuckled nervously. "Sorry."

     Amber only smiled brightly at them. "Oh, no worries! It's nothing too challenging. Just clearing out a few hilichurl camps that are too close for comfort."

     "Ah, I see."

     Just as Amber was about to reply, perhaps to strike up a conversation about a new topic, the winds became utterly ruthless, whipping and biting at their skin. They were quick to pull their companion into their side barely a second after seeing her stumble, using the other arm to shield their own face from any debris that might've been flung around. Their feet were planted firmly to the ground. Amber couldn't help but admire their steady, unwavering stance against the harsh winds.

     A resounding roar filled the skies.

     Just as fast as it had happened, everything returned to normal.

     A single thought crossed their mind as they released their firm hold on their friend: '...Seems Venti's meeting with Dvalin went rather poorly.'

     "Who knew the Thousand Winds were immature enough to throw such violent a tantrum?"

     "[Name]!" Amber squealed, pulling away from them and stomping her foot almost childishly. She gave them a stern look, her hands planted immovably on her hips. "Just because you're Mondstadt's beloved doesn't mean you can say things like that! Plus, that was definitely Stormterror."

     "Alright, alright." They raised their hands in defeat, lips curled up into an amused grin. "I'm sorry, Amber."

     "Don't apologize to me!"

     "Fine, fine, I'll see about visiting the Cathedral later to offer apologies to Lord Barbatos. How about that?"

     "Good enough. Now, let's get going!" She grabbed their hand in hers, and they made it a point to softly squeeze her hand in a gesture of affection. She did the same in return. "We should get this stuff done as soon as possible. The fact that Stormterror came out again... it's kind of worrying."

                         — flower of the universe !! 🌸

     "Hey, you! Stop right there!"

     Amber sprinted, leaping down in front of the strange outlander and his floating companion. They followed suit, cloak fluttering with strange elegance as they leaped. It pooled around their ankles as they landed, having bent their knees to the point of crouching in order to absorb the force rather than rolling like the brunette had. They then stood up straight, adjusting the leaf headpiece secured in their hair.

     "May the Anemo God protect you, stranger," Amber recited, placing a hand over her heart. "I am Amber, Outrider for the Knights of Favonius."

     "My name, traveler, is [Name], otherwise known as Mondstadt's beloved. Although I am no knight, I sometimes handle anything low-priority that they simply do not have the time to. I am delighted to meet you," they greeted.

     "You don't look like citizens of Mondstadt..." Amber observed. "Explain yourselves!"

     "Hi, Paimon's name is Paimon. We're not looking for trouble!" the floating girl explained.

     "That's what all the troublemakers say!"

     "Hello," the blonde introduced himself, "I'm Aether."

     Amber's golden eyes narrowed suspiciously. "Doesn't sound like a local name to me, and this... mascot, what's the deal with it?"

     "Emergency food," Aether replied without missing a beat.

     "Hey!" she whined. "That's even worse than being a mascot!"

     "So, you two are travelling partners, correct?" they asked. "Nonetheless, there has been a dragon, commonly referred to as Stormterror, circling Mondstadt as of late. It's in your best interest to get inside the city as soon as possible."

     "It's not far from here," Amber stated. "We'll escort you there!"

     "Oh. Aren't you guys out here for some other reason?" Paimon wondered.

     "Yes, that's correct," they answered. "Not to worry. Amber and I are capable individuals. Even with you accompanying us, we can complete this job without putting you two in harm's way."

     "That's right! Besides..." the outrider murmured, "I'm not sure if I can trust you two just yet."

     "...That's a rather rude way to speak to guests," Aether pointed out, arms crossed over his chest.

     They chuckled into their hand as Amber's face flushed bright red.

     "Oh, uh..!" the outrider stumbled, embarrassed. "I'm sorry. Probably not something I should say as a knight... even [Name] was kinder than me, uh— I give you my apologies, uh... strange yet... respectable travelers!"

     "That sounded so fake!"

     "Do you have something against the type of language usage prescribed by the Knights of Favonius Handbook?!"

     "Alright, everyone, calm down," they laughed melodiously, instantly silencing the bickering duo. "Let's get going, shall we?"

     "Right! I'll lead the way!" Amber chimed, and after a moment of peaceful silence filled only by the crunching of grass and rustling of leaves, she began interrogating the odd duo. "So, suspicious travelers, what are you doing in Mondstadt?"

     'As expected of her,' they thought, a fond smile settling on their face.

     "He got separated from his sister from his sister during a really, really long journey," Paimon explained. "Paimon is his travel buddy, helping him to find his sister!"

     "Oh," they murmured softly, thumb subconsciously rubbing over the masterless vision hidden in their cloak. "Looking for your family, are you..? I see."

     Aether, though aware of the way they suddenly shifted tones, said nothing.

     They and Amber shared a glance.

     "Searching for your family, huh?" Amber mused, seeming to share their sentiment. "Ah... okay. Let [Name] and I finish our other stuff first, and then we'll help you put up posters around the city."

     "What exactly is it you need to finish doing first?" Paimon inquired.

     "It's simple!" Amber stated proudly. "You'll understand in a bit."

     It wasn't much longer before they spotted the task they offered to help with.

     "Ah!" the floating girl squeaked. "A hilichurl!"

     "Quick, get it!" the red-clad outrider said.

     "On it," they replied, their polearm appearing in their hand on command. Before either Amber or Aether could get to it, they had already taken out the monster, seemingly with a simple flick of their wrist.

     "These monsters have been getting too close to the city lately," Amber explained. "Our task this time is to clear out their camp."

     "Let's see what you can do, traveler," they challenged subtly with a smile.

     The boy was quick to return it with a confident grin.

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     "Hah, nothing to it," Amber declared proudly, hands poised on her hips. She gazed at them with sparkling eyes, grin widening when they pat her head. "Though, I gotta say, you surprised me a little with your moves there. Thanks for the back-up. How'd it feel?"

     "Barely broke a sweat," he replied, looking to them, almost if for approval like Amber just had.

     They knew that look anywhere—many people over their life had gazed at them with such hopeful eyes, seeking even the slightest shred of praise—and were glad to comply to his nonverbal wishes. It seemed that even the strange outlander could not resist their elder sibling-like aura. "You did great, traveler. I didn't doubt you for a moment."

     "Now that you mention it," Paimon began, "how is it that the hilichurls ended up here? These creatures don't seem like the type to set up camp so close to cities like this."

     "You're right about that," they hummed. "This absolutely isn't normal behavior for them. These kinds of things, alongside the destruction of orchards and general market disruption, are a direct consequence of Stormterror's equally unusual behavior."

     "So, this isn't normal?" Aether asked. "The dragon behaving like that, I mean."

     They shook their head. "No. Dva— er, Stormterror, he's meant to be one of four guardians to Mondstadt, known as the Four Winds, but now... well, now he's disrupting normal life. I can only hope he doesn't remain in this clouded state of mind."

     "Usually when the storms hit, we have at least a few injuries, so the Knights of Favonius have been tied up doing the best we can to defend the area," Amber added.

     "So these annoying creatures have been getting closer and closer to the city?" Paimon asked, her words a short summary of all the information the local duo gave.

     "Exactly," the outrider confirmed. "That said, clearing this camp made the area a little bit safer. Come with us! A responsible knight must make sure you get to the city safely!"

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     "Would you like to do the honors, [Name]?" Amber asked, and with a proud smile, they agreed.

     "Allow me officially introduce you two," they said. "Welcome to the city of wind, dandelions, and freedom—travelers, welcome to Mondstadt, otherwise known as the Nation of Freedom, the Crown of the North, or the Romantic Land of Pastorals."

     "Finally, no more having to camp outdoors!" Paimon shouted happily. "...But the city folk don't look too cheery."

     "Everyone's been put out of place by Stormterror recently," Amber explained, to which they nodded. "Everything will turn out fine as long as Jean is with us!"

     Paimon tilted her head. "Jean?"

     "Acting Grand Master of the Knights of Favonius—Jean, Defender of Mondstadt. With Jean on our side, surely even the vicious Stormterror will be no match for us!" the girl declared. "Before I take you guys to the Knights of Favonius headquarters, I have a present for you, Aether. It's a reward for helping us out."

     "He— Hey! Why doesn't Paimon get a reward?!"

     "If I know Amber as well as I think I do, I'm sure the item she has wouldn't be of any use to you, Paimon," they chuckled, "but how about this: I'll treat all three of you to a meal, a traditional Mondstadt dish, even. Hm... what about Sticky Honey Roast?"

     Paimon gasped, practically drooling as she squealed, "Sticky Honey Roast!"

     They bit back another laugh at her behavior. "I see we've come to an agreement, then."

     Amber smiled brightly. "Come with me, then. We'll head to the city's, ahh... high ground."

     Along the walk, the two Mondstadters among the group began sharing details about the city. As the four passed Good Hunter, they offered Sara a wave.

     "This used to be a bustling street," Amber mused, "but with so many Stormterror attacks recently, the usual crowds are nowhere to be seen."

     "Of course, except for the tavern by the city wall over there," they mentioned. "That's the Angel's Share. If anything, it's busier than ever. I don't think either of Mondstadt's biggest taverns have been too affected, honestly."

     "Agreed," Amber laughed, "that's the City of Freedom for you."

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     "So, the present I want to give you is..." Amber paused dramatically. "...a Wind Glider!"

     "I knew it," they stated, a brief laugh being drawn from their throat.

     "Outriders use them to ride the wind, and the people of Mondstadt love using them too. I brought you here to give it to you so you can experience it right away!" the girl chimed.

     "Oh, you're really excited about these Wind Gliders, huh?" Paimon questioned.

     "The wind itself is nothing short of the beating heart of Mondstadt. Those of us who were born and raised here are especially fond of it," they explained. "It's sort of hard to explain to outlanders, but we cherish the wind the same as we cherish our Archon himself."

     "Uh-huh," the outrider agreed happily. "Alrighty then, enough talk! Let's give it a whirl! It's easy to use, but you still need to pay attention to our instructions. [Name] gives really great tips for first-time gliders."

     A worried look flashed through their eyes as the winds picked up and clouds rolled in. Amber's face visibly fell.

     "The sky..." she trailed off nervously.

     Shrieks echoed through the city as Dvalin burst through the fog and clouds. Accompanying the dragon's loud roar were several tornados that tore tiles off ceilings and sent everything light enough flying, all seemingly at his command.

     Aether was swept up into the storm.

     "Shit, Aether!" they called out, quick to turn back. Just as they were prepared to leap into the storm after him, a familiar voice carried to them by much gentler winds in the midst of the violent ones stopped them.

     'Don't worry, [Name]. I'll get him down safely.'

     "You had better, Venti," they murmured back to the wind, and they could swear a soft 'ehe!' was whispered to them, making them roll their eyes fondly.

     Now reassured that—with the God of Anemo himself monitoring the situation—Aether would be safe, they were quick to grab Amber's hand and create a bit of distance between themselves and the twisters.

     "Wait, what about—" Amber fretted, only for them to cut her off.

     "He'll be alright," they shouted over the wind. "I'm sure of it!"

     All she could do was nod, for she trusted their judgement perhaps more than anyone else's in all of Teyvat.

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     "Are you hurt anywhere, Aether?!" they questioned worriedly, patting him down like a frantic parent looking over their child. Amber wasn't much less panicked—if anything, she was even more concerned, for only they truly knew he would be fine in the end.

     What they wanted to know was whether or not they should smack Venti later. The answer would depend on Aether, but he didn't need to know that.

     "I'm—" he stuttered for a moment, swallowing thickly. "I'm alright."

     No smacking for Venti, then, they supposed. They sighed, relieved, as did the outrider beside them.

     The sound of clapping caught everyone's attention.

     "You've actually got the power to go up against the dragon," Kaeya mused, tilting his head. His singular blue eye narrowed, his scrutiny blatant to them. "Are you a new ally... or a new storm?"

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     "Stormterror is attacking Mondstadt itself," Amber exclaimed, her concern evident. "Kaeya, Aether, [Name], you're all here at the right time. We must..!"

     "Slow down, Amber," they said, gently placing a hand on her shoulder. "First, don't you think Kaeya and Aether need to be introduced?"

     "Oh, right..." she exhaled, making an attempt to calm herself down. "This is Kaeya, our Cavalry Captain. These two are travellers from afar, Aether and Paimon."

     They saw through Kaeya's suspicion instantly.

     "The wind speaks no warnings. I doubt this traveler has any ill intent, Kaeya," they told him, squeezing his upper arm in silent reassurance. "Long story short, he was separated from his sister and is now searching for her. Amber and I have come to understand that he is seeking out the God of Freedom as well."

     "...I see," Kaeya mused. "Welcome to Mondstadt, though you haven't arrived at the best of times, I'm afraid. I understand the anguish of being separated from family. I'm not really sure why you're looking for the Anemo God, but everyone has their secrets, right? Haha, relax! I won't press you for more. First and foremost, on behalf of the Knights of Favonius, I would like to extend our thanks to you for your help just now."

     "Well, we couldn't just leave the situation to fester," Aether stated.

     Kaeya continued, "Your fight to defend the city against the dragon just now was witnessed by no small number of citizens. The Acting Grand Master of the Knights of Favonius is also very interested in meeting you and formally invites you both to our headquarters. [Name] is also welcome and even encouraged to come if they'd like to."

     "Actually, I do have something else I need to go take care of," they replied, smiling apologetically. "Let Jean know I'll come see her soon, alright?"

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