#even i got suprised by how fast i was done with it

[telqqqv]

supernova; xylitol nova cookie

[animeshotsh]

I would know | Husk x Child!Reader | Small AngelDust x Child!Reader |

Summary: Your life in hearth was not good and your learned too fast to know when someone its hurting

Warnings: Mentions of abuse, death, suicide. HuskxAngel ship too. Grammar mistakes.

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You were never too sure why you ended in hell or how. First, you were just a child, a regular one, you wondered what sins you could have done to end here. Was life not hard enough on you that you did not deserve eternal peace?

Was because of your death? But even that was a mistery to you. You cant remember if you were killed or if you took away your life. Then again, your life was a hell more than what the actual hell was. You would tremble when thinking of it.

Thats why you faked your emotions, the happy smile, the jokes, everything was a mask so no one would think what had happened to you. But one day after one exterminator day you met Charlie the princess of Hell. And she saw you, the Real you, she soon took you under her wings and roof, her dream of redemtion for sinners filled your heart.

So you stayed and met others along the way.

Husk was at first a grummpy sinner. With no Real care of what was happening in the hotel or with the others. However you found him interesting and started to follow him around (letting Vaggie breath alone for once). It was not a suprise Husk was not in for the task of taking care of a child specially one that could move without making a noise.

Some said it must be demonic power but you are sure you mastered this from the time you were alive.

Sneaking behind Husk was now your personal activity. Alastor found it better than the average comedy and would alwasy be around when you were doing it.

So far you had sneaked behind Husk at least 29 times. And over these times you two kind of got close. Husk never had kids when being alive, so he was not sure if you saw him as a father figure or a older brother, whatever it was he made sure you were on the right path. As right it could be in hell, at least he would make sure you were safe outside and inside the hotel.

~☆~☆~☆~☆~

He found what happened to you one night. His left ear twitched as movement came, he caught you getting a pissed look from you.

"You are losing your touch kid" he said letting you down "and you should be asleep, the princess will know if you passed your bed time"

"Well, im not tired so lets do something!! We can watch tv all night"

"Alastor said that he would destroy the hotel if there was one single tv in here" Husk reminded them

"Oh right....then teach me to play poke!"

"And why would you like to learn that?" Husk asked looking down on you who was looking away from him

"I dont want to think now, If my mind its in another task...or seeing something...then I dont think"

Husk could hear the sad tone in your voice. He got down to your eye level making you face him.

"And what is it that you dont want to think about?"

You kept your eyes on him then tackled him for a hug. Husk hissed in suprise but stopped when he started to hear your cries. He slowly moved you, making you sit on him so he could wrap his amrs and wings around you.

"Shh kid, no one is going to hurt you in here, im gonna make sure of it"

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After that time Husk and you got closer, others noticed it but said nothing about it. Charlie went "aww" once she saw you being carried by Husk on his shoulders while he serverd drinks.

~☆~☆~☆~☆~

You also grow to be close with Angel Dust, at first he too was not too happy about having a kid around but soon your jokes and personality got him. He also loved to see you pranking Husk.

And his little piggy loves you!! He wants to get you one too.

But you soon noted, something was off about Angel. You started to see times when his persona would change, how he would ignore others worries over him and just smile it off.

Oh....that was what you used to do. But you never had to face someone doing it too.

~☆~☆~☆~☆

Of course you went to Husk later on. Him and Angel seemed close so you were 100% sure that Husk would help you.

"You gotta be blunt" Husk said after you explained the situation.

"But...that would hurt him..."

Taking a deep breath Husk faced you.

"Listen kid, people have issues and how they face them its up to them, and how they do it sometimes backfires. Not everybody its going to listen to sweet talk and honey words. You have to be direct and end it there. Its up to them how to act afterwards"

"But...you were not like that to me" you said confused

"Because you are you and Angel its his own persona. You two are different" he responded "listen, i know you want to help him...i want to do it too. Let me try my way and if nothing happens...then we can try yours"

Your eyes got bright with emotion as you nodded.

"Yes!! Lets do it, lets help your boyfriend!!"

Blushing Husk responded "he is not-"

"I see it in the way you look at him" you stated getting a defeated sound from Husk.

[residentflamingo]

Twice’s Favorite Core Memories with You

Twice x fem! reader

Genre: fluff

Warnings: fluffier than a marshmallow 🥰

A/N: I just watched the new inside out movie and it was so good! 🥹 It may or may not have made me cry hehe. That movie is mostly where I got this idea from, but not 100%. I think I had been thinking of doing something like this for a while now, but I didn’t know how to word it. I know I said I was going to post the Jihyo fic a few days ago, but that one is taking a little bit longer to write than I expected. Not to worry though! It’s almost done and I’m super excited to show it to you guys. In the meantime, enjoy this little idea I came up with today <3 I love all of you, make sure you take care of yourselves during this hot summer. No matter what your body looks like, you will always be beautiful in a swimsuit ❤️

*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ

Nayeon

Watching you sleep when you stayed over at her house for the first time

Going to the park with you at midnight to play on the swing set

Making a scrapbook with you after you guys go on a trip together

You coming to the studio and supporting her during her solo era

Teaching you how to swim

When she called you from the studio, and ranted about how much she missed you even though she had called after an hour of being gone

Meeting your friends, and them telling her about how much you talk about her

Hugging you during a horror movie because you were too scared to watch it

Picking you up from the bar when you were so drunk that you didn’t recognize her, and told her to go away because you had a girlfriend

Giving you a massage everyday after work

Jeongyeon

Seeing you walk down the isle during the wedding

You telling her that you were pregnant

When you cuddled up to her in the middle of the night, and she had to console you from your fear of thunderstorms

Staying up late at night to have deep conversations with you

Kissing your tummy during your pregnancy

Going to the beach with you for the first time

Slow dancing with you in the kitchen at 3am

When you consoled her during her moments of insecurity about her body

Watching you putting makeup on in the morning

Carrying you to bed after you fell asleep on the couch

Momo

Going to a Twice concert and telling her how good her solo perfromance was

Coming home late to see you fast asleep on the couch with the dogs

Helping her take off her makeup at the end of the day

Letting her cry on your shoulder after she had a bad day at dance practice and struggled with the choreography

Teaching her how to cook one of your favorite dishes

When you both laughed so hard at a joke that soda went out of your nose

Surprising her with promise rings in Paris

Her teaching you some different choreographies from Twice songs

Walking the dogs with you

Randomly brainstorming different names for your future child

Sana

When she met your family and spent Thanksgiving with them

Hugging you so hard after her one week quarantine that she knocked you guys over

Turning the volume all the way up and singing along to music in the car

When you guys danced and kissed in the rain

Doing your makeup for you

Her kissing all of your freckles after mentioning that you didn’t like them

Seeing you cry tears of happiness after she suprised you with an expensive gift

Finding your old baby pictures and putting one of them in her phone case

Shopping for baby clothes with you

Painting your nails

Jihyo

When you both went ice skating for the first time, and fell on the ice

Watching you play with her nephews 🥹

When you told her that you were proud of her and all of the work that she does for Twice

Getting down on one knee and proposing to you

When you surprised her at one of her solo performances after telling her you couldn’t make it

Watching you listen to her album before she released it

You meeting her parents for the first time

Playfully arguing about who gets to pay for dinner

Surprising you with a bouquet of flowers and watching you squeal with excitement

Trying new foods with you at a restaurant

Mina

Playing video games with her

Her first kiss with you

When you fell asleep on her lap on the first date

Building Lego sets together

Going to the convenience store with you at 3am to get some sushi

Taking you on a shopping spree, and buying you things you couldn’t afford growing up

Movie nights with cuddles

And also watching your favorite childhood movie for the first time, and seeing how excited you looked

Getting to see your reaction after watching her solo stage performance

Braiding your hair

Kissing your nose every time you get cold

Dahyun

Cooking pancakes with you on the days that she’s off

When you helped write lyrics for one of her songs

Surprising her in her hotel after she told you she was getting homesick on your

The time you were drunk and you told her how much you loved her smile

Her teaching you how to play the piano

Showing her your childhood photos

When she took you to her hometown, and she gave a little tour of it

Coming home late and seeing you cuddled up with a stuffed animal

Playing trivia games with you

Taking care of you when you’re sick

Chaeyoung

Getting a small tattoo of your name onto her arm

Her first date with you

When you complimented her on her beauty mark

Drinking tea and helping her think of ideas for new songs

Seeing you in a dress that was her favorite color for the first time

Finding you in the sea of people at one of her concerts

Doing the pockey challenge with you

When she took driving lessons with you

Listening to your parents tell her stories about when you were little

Taking an art class together and doing some pottery

Tzuyu

When you first told her that you loved her

Throwing her a surprise party on her birthday

When she took you back to her hometown and visited her parents

The many phone calls you two have when she’s on tour

Sitting outside and watching the stars with you

Going to the park and feeding the ducks

Listening to you rant about your personal interests

Hugging you from behind while you cook

Giving you a makeover and making pillow forts

The slow dance between you two during your wedding reception T-T

[phantom-dc]

A deal with the Ghost King

Part1 Part3 AO3

Bruce was concerned. Last night, the world had been on the brink of destruction. A flaming, Kryptonite meteorite had been on a collision course with Eart. No one was able to handle it, and the League had grown desperate. Many, Bruce included, had brought their friends and families in an attempt to save them. It was then they had agreed to let Constantine summon the mighty Ghost King.

But they had failed. The Ghost King had rejected their offer of souls, and demanded a better offering. The League had scrambled to come up with something valuable enough to please it. But before they could try again, the King had vanished, and the meteorite had been destroyed. After the initial shock and relief had worn off, Constantine had demanded awnsers. Someone had made a deal, but no one knew who. While Batman checked the camera's, Flash asked around if anyone had seen anything. No one had, and the Ghost King's presence interfered with the camera's. A deal had been made with the God of the dead, and no one knew what had been offered. Constantine made it clear that if anyone of the League noticed anything amiss to call him immediatly, and it was well known how much Constantine hates being on call. So Bruce decided to patrol a bit earlier then usual, right after dark. He had been on his balcony, as the sun had just set, casting the city in darkness.

Then the sky was filled with familiar green/blue lights.

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Red Hood was following the Aurora Borealis on his bike. Jason had been worried when he realised he and Phantom had forgot to exchange phone numbers, but it seems he has no trouble making his presence known. Jason was sure the whole city could see it! Noticing the light rippled from Gotham cemetery outward (because of course a ghost-themed hero would pick that spot) Jason got there so fast he doubted the Flash couldve done better.

When he parked his bike, Phantom had noticed him and waved. When he floated closer however, he seemed confused. 'Wait, you're the Red Hood?' Jason realised he hadn't been wearing his iconic helmet in the Watchtower, and got a bit nervous. Had Phantom been unaware of the blood on his hands? Suprisingly, Phantom got excited: 'That's amazing! You're my favorite hero!' Jason was suprised: 'Really?' 'Yes! So many ghosts found peace because you avenged them. You're like a celebrity in the Realms!' Not used to the praise, Jason switched topics: 'So where do you wanna go? Honestly, it's kinda late and I don't think much is open now.' Phantom apologises. He wasn't certain his aura would have been visible in the sun. But he came prepared! Holding up a picnick basket, he suggest they visit the park chat so they can get to know eachother a bit better. Jason liked the plan. 'Let's go then, ghost boy.'

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Looks like I'll have to split the date up in different parts! Enjoy the wild goose chase!

Edit: I am no longer tagging as I teached the limit and the story is on AO3, sorry.

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[jymwahuwu]

(Ignore this if this isn’t your thing)

I think about sugar daddy Yan jing yuan- man got money I know it I know he also prob has more then 2 black cards and lives in a nice home. He be such a sweet sugar daddy but also manipulative and sneaky too honesty. Yan sugar daddy jing yuan pays for EVERYTHING and I mean everything- bills? Done, high education degree?, paid for all the years you take, food? Done, shopping?- just know you can buy whatever you want with daddy money but you also have to get him a nice and cute pair of lingerie for him to see on you UwU.

And it’s not even thag hard for him too- he has the money and the status I mean- if the great general makes dinner reservation I just know the owner will literally be the one to physically be the host, take your orders, cook the meal themselves with their best chief, and serve it with the best personality and smile. Honestly it be no suprised you get the best views or the entire place is slightly empty bc of his status

Shops will absolutely bend over back for him when he walks around, if he ask if there’s a specific peice of lingerie set that they say it was out of stock- suddnly it’s there-

Always he makes sure your given the best in life UwU

He does all this with a few conditions that you have to follow. Each day 8 kisses, always hold him when in public, sit on lap when he’s in his office reading documents, and most importantly take his cock every hour 7 days a week. Yan sugar daddy jing is essentially molding you to a pretty wife for him.

don’t even think about ending this with him because you may see him as a only cash and sugar daddy but to him- your practically his girlfriend soon to be bride to soon to wife. If you do try all that money he given you will just be gone all of a sudden and your left with practically nothing. You’ll have to come back to jing since he always provides you so well.

Once you crawl back he’ll go UwU ofc baby one thing. And that one thing is he gonna fuking you Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday week- every hour, every minute, every second night after night sevens days a week (totally not a song reference 🫢) because after all that it so your too fucked to ever think you could just end things with him like that

You be play and be his pretty little wife and he will absolutely spoil you beyond your dreams. (Ik those dinner dates he takes you have to be SO NICE and these are def just mt extremes dreams to be his wife)

Thank you for writing such length of thoughts, it was a pleasure to read, sugar daddy jing yuan is something I have never thought of before because I was not interested... but 🫣 But this one is good, I added some background stories 😚💖

CW: yandere, non-con/dub-con, manipulation, abuse of power, fem! reader

You need money, really, you need this. You need to pay your bills, maybe it's an accident, maybe it's medical bills for your important person/pet, maybe you're too exhausted to meet those credit requirements, or some other reason. You move into smaller apartments again and again, eat fast food, and sigh while watching space TV. You need to move to a planet with more opportunities, but how? As you swipe your phone screen, a dating social media ad appears in front of you.

You hesitated for a while, but you still signed up, feeling a little nervous and apprehensive. You simply filled in the information. This application should be very popular. There are users from some cosmic species you have never heard of. The photo only shows a blurry profile of you. Out of place among all the pretty, confident headshots. The introduction simply states your hobbies, you… just want to do things like kissing, cuddling, and dating. Sex is the last step. You don’t think much about it for the moment.

A few days later. You're still going about your life, only getting messages from weirdos saying things like, "I want to cum on your face," "Can you give me a clear picture of your thighs?", "It's mating season on our planet. you can come here”. You always delete and block them directly, which is a bit frustrating. And you get another new message, but this time it's a little special.

Anonymous: hi

Anonymous: want to see a picture of my little lion? 🥺 she is adorable.

You: …?

And then you do receive so many adorable photos of his pet lion that your heart melts. You open a series of topics with this user. His profile picture isn't a real person either, but a picture of a kitten showing her belly to invite pampering. You gradually learned more about him and you felt relaxed talking to him, but of course he didn't forget to discuss...intimate things with you.

Then, the user invites you to meet to discuss more details, and even the cost of traveling through space is prepared for you. That is an electronic certification of a VIP ticket. The stewards of those spaceships bow to you and are concerned about your needs, preparing exquisite meals, blankets and pillows for you. You've never been so far away from your own planet and treated so considerately.

The arrival place written on the ticket is Xianzhou Luofu...?

You quietly search for information about this space civilization, and shyly imagine what kind of person "he" would be. After you got off the spacecraft, you thought about finding public transportation, but someone was waiting for you there and took you to the General's Mansion.

You: Wait...did you take me to the wrong place...

The assistant smiled slightly and left, leaving you standing helpless in the garden of the General's Mansion. The one you've been chatting with for months (the one who was even sending you uwu and kitten love memes last night)...is - one of the seven Arbiter-Generals of the Xianzhou Alliance. General Jing Yuan?

But you knew it was him as soon as the burly, majestic man with long white hair opened his mouth. When he caught a glimpse of you, his eyes like the golden sun lit up, and he rushed directly in front of you. He put his right hand on your soft hip and took you off the ground. "Baby, I finally meet you…" You squirmed, feeling overwhelmed and embarrassed, "You-you put me down first..."

"Oh… sure, my bad." After being reminded, Jing Yuan carefully put you down so that your legs could stand balanced on the ground. “We can’t kiss while I’m holding you like this,” he said before kissing your lips deeply. Your heart felt like a lightning strike, and you were frightened by such a meeting.

Is this normal? Is it developing too fast…?

The words and topics you prepared have no effect at all. After a luxurious dinner and confession (?), Jing Yuan carried you in his arms, entered the room and started caressing and breeding. You wrap your hands around his neck and stare at his sculptured, delicate face, his eyes flashing with some unknown desire. Those long white strands of his hair fell on your chest and tickled. Your legs were stretched out and were sore from being pressed by his balls and cock. The white seed kept flowing out unbearably, but you were required to keep your legs clamped around his waist to better receive the seed. Your lips parted, tears kept flowing down your cheeks, moans and cries were faintly heard in your throat, and your lower body was filled with sticky and loud pounding. The previous agreement (only kisses, hugs and dates) was ignored.

You have been living in the General's Mansion since then and have no plans to return to your planet. Once you have such a plan, Jing Yuan will plead with you with puppy eyes to stay, even though he has no intention of allowing this. Then as you describe, the general pays for all your expenses, even before you ask for them. There are no credit points in your bank account (you don’t know why it became 0, and the account was even canceled later…). You can only use the two cards he gave you. Now, even though you are thirsty while shopping, you use his card to buy drinks instead of your own money. He pampers you and you can buy any beautiful clothes, shoes, whatever you want. Of course, you must also carefully select a set of underwear before you finish shopping, spread your legs on the bed and wait for him, otherwise Jing Yuan will not reimburse you for those expenses.

Kissing him at least 8 times a day and holding his hand are still required, but asking you to be by his side all the time is a bit too much, even though Jing Yuan wants that too. He is considerate and knows that you need some time to yourself, enjoy your hobbies and rest. If you want to listen to music, read a book, have a party, exercise, shop, watch a movie, just do it. As long as you don't take too long and can come back to him every night, Jing Yuan won't mind. Sitting on his lap while he reads papers is a perfect plus. You need to warm his cock, comfort him, or hide under his desk and service him for hours. Once Jing Yuan returns to the General's Mansion, it will be the beginning of a long night.

You've tried to change and leave him, but that ultimately failed. After all, you can't open a new bank account right now, and no bank in the galaxy would. There is no way to buy a return ticket...

If you do try to leave in a situation like this, you will only find that returning to him is the only way. Jing Yuan has to punish you a little and put you on the bed to start the sex marathon. When the general had to go to work, you were placed with an electric dildo the same size as him, bouncing and squirting until you learned your lesson and married him. You will be trained to be a pretty little wife, snuggling in his arms, forgetting that you just wanted to pay the bills.

Maybe you should ask him about the purpose of downloading this app in the first place. Jing Yuan is smart, but he won't lie about this. He wants you, wants to love you, and wants you to be his spouse for the rest of his life.

[auroreliis]

Batfam would have to do research on my special interests if they want to win me over fast but also the thought of super serious Bruce and Damian watching/reading jojos bizarre adventure is really funny to me

Absolutely they would. For you, they would binge every show, play every game and read every paragraph of a book just to have something in common with you. They would all do it for different reasons, but in the end, you would have to listen to them outnerd you.

Bruce's regard for your interests is wholesome. He genuinely wants to know what makes you happy, what you do in your free time, what you could talk about for hours. In order to be able to listen to you talk for hours, he surrounds himself with your interests. You like this artist? He buys a few of their most popular albums. This game is entertaining to you? He either tries it out or watches you play it. There's this film you're excited about? He watches it with you.

Although most of your interests are different, he does actually find himself enjoying anything you enjoy. Perhaps it reminds him of you.

Dick has this one fear. He believes that no matter how persistent he is, if you aren't reciprocating his clinginess, the two of you will grow apart eventually, so he never leaves you alone, even when you beg him to. It isn't really a secret, as he makes it quite obvious, but he hopes you will one day embrace him as he embraces you. You probably get sick of him and tell him how boring he is, which shatters his heart completely.

Now he has to figure out a way to spend time with you, but he needs to make sure you are also enjoying his company, lest you hurt him with your cruelty once more, so he researches every last fact about your interests, be it an activity, a game, a book, a person, he knows everything about it. Dick doesn't want to make it obvious that he only found out this information the night prior, so he cautiously needs to start a conversation.

He most likely waits until you are occupied with your interest before walking up to you, "Hey, is that _____? Wow, I used to be obsessed with it as a kid, I'm suprised you even know it, it isn't that popular and it's quite old." He pats your head and sits down next to you, grinning as you start rambling about it to him. You are actually talking to him. It worked.

Jason is careful when sharing his interests with you. He needs to preserve his reputation as your cool older brother and usually people don't share his interests, so when he finds you reading a classic book, he seats himself nearby, waiting for you to finish reading. Once you're done, he makes sure you enjoyed the book before fanboying about it. You immediately notice how much of a nerd he is. He also recommends similar books or ones he thinks you would enjoy as well. In the end he pulls you into so many fandoms that you stop listening when he recommends books. You've already got like 40 more to read.

Tim does not have this problem. The moment he knew you existed, he educated himself and has kept up with your interests ever since. "Just in case", or ,"Just because", he said, typing a summary of JoJo's Bizarre Adventure. "I might as well", he takes notes while binging One Piece. This guy is clinically insane. Fortunately for him, he can now start conversations with you very easily, since he knows everything about your interests (and everything else about you).

Side note: If you refuse to spend time with him even after he did all that for you, the following outcomes are possible:

Either you pity him and spend time with him or Dick tries and fails to guilt trip you, only to end up forcing you to spend time with poor Tim who was awake for a whole week just to impress you (Tim frantically nods along with anything Dick says).

Damian takes great pride in having things in common with you, so as soon as he notices you being fond of something, he surrounds himself with it. You have a favourite colour? He creates a few painting with specifically that colour. You like a certain animal? He will try to adopt one. Damian would, of course, never admit it to you, but he desperately wants you to notice that you two have similar interests (As in, you have an interest and he pretends to also like it just so you maybe talk to him).

If you don't talk to him, he will become more aggressive with his attempts of having you notice him, perhaps randomly coming into your room to paint, claiming that the lighting there is better. Or he asks Bruce to adopt a certain animal during dinner. His attempts are obvious to you, but he doesn't know that.

Cassandra wouldn't really need to share interests with you. She's always close to you anyway. While she does speak to you every now and then, she is perfectly comfortable with sitting in your proximity in silence. However, if you ever asked her to, she would research anything you need her to in order to rant or ramble to her. As long as she has her eyes on you, anything is fine.

Stephanie immediately goes to Tim for help, knowing that he went insane and made a bunch of summaries and notes. First, she makes fun of him, then she apologises, because he threatened to take the notes away, she then complains about how much there is to read before finishing the essays Tim wrote, giving herself about a week. Steph then talks to you as if she didn't go through all that trouble just to have a topic to talk to you about.

Dick told Barbara all about his shenanigans. She even helped him figure out what you're interested in, even researching about it herself. She isn't as intrusive as the others, instead waiting until the moment is right, not wanting to scare you away or overwhelm you. Perhaps if you're alone, she'll come up to you and start with small talk, only really mentioning your special interest if it's involved somehow. Overall, she is the least feral of the bunch (in this situation, at least).

[paulyenvol6]

Against All Odds (Chapter 3)

Contains: SMUT, oral (f receiving), touching, slight soft dom Harry, mentions of virginity, f reader who is very inexperienced

Masterlist of this story

Just when she was about to enter the room she heared the piano. It was weird, why was there someone playing at 1:15 am? She opened the door and it was him: Harry Styles. Of course. She wanted to leave but something made her stay. She felt her heart beating faster. He looked so handsome in his black simple suit and his hair being so curly and messy.

He played very beautifuly until he suddenly stopped. She realized that there had been a little sigh coming out of her mouth. Harry turned around and fixed her with his eyes. „What the fuck are you doin‘ here?“, he asked. Y/n didn’t say anything. „Words. Answer me.“, Harry demanded again. „I – I don’t know, I c – couldn’t sleep and I – I walked around…“ Harry slightly chuckled at her being all nervous and stuttering.

„C’mere.“, he said with his dark voice. Her eyes widened, which made him smirk. „C’mon.“ Y/n didn’t know what to do so she walked over to him, standing awkwardly next to him. „Can you play?“, he asked. Y/n nodded and Harry stood up, to make space for her. He didn’t say a word but she understood. She sat down and felt his arm close to her shoulder as she started to play a slow piece. Harry didn’t say anything until she finished. „That was very beautiful.“, he admited.

Y/n got goosebumps all over her body. How was he able to make her react to him like that? She felt his arm closer to her shoulder and then he lowered his head to her ear. „You’re driving me crazy.“, he whispered very quiet. Y/n sighed and closed her eyes. „Do you want me?“ She was unable to say a word but slightly pressed her arm closer to him. „Do you want me, y/n? Do you want me to touch you?“

She gasped: „Yes.“ and that was enough for Harry to turn her head and kiss her. Her lips were so soft that he wondered how the rest of her body would feel. He opened his mouth and parted her lips with his tongue to get into her mouth. He wasn’t onehundred percent sure, but it seemed to him that she didn’t wear a bra which made him go wild.

He fumbled at the neckline of her shirt and touched her neck. It all happened very fast and wild and his hands now were laying on her hips. Suddenly, still sitting on the piano chair, y/n pushed him away by putting her hands on his chest. He was very suprised but stepped away from her. „What’s wrong?“, he asked. „Are you alright?“ She nodded and looked to the ground. „Yeah, I am. It’s just… I mean I really enjoy it, but…you know…I…“, she sighed and Harry chuckled. „You can tell me, love.“

She sighed again and her voice got even more quiet than before. „I – I’ve never had sex.“ „What?“ Harry really seemed suprised. „Wow that was unexpected.“  Y/n nodded and didn’t know what to say. She was horny for this man but wasn’t sure how to deal with the situation. „So, what is it you wanna do, y/n?“, Harry asked. „I don’t know, I mean I… you know I think I’d like to go further, but it’s just, I’m a little scared and I really don’t know what to do.“

Harry came a little closer to her and whispered: „Have you ever done anythin‘ else? Like touching? Or did anyone ever go down on you?“ Y/n shook her head. „No, I just kissed someone in like... middle school.“ Harry took her hand and caressed it. „You want me t‘ show you? I’mma be very gentle and soft, promise. But y’can say no, if y’don’t wanna.“ Y/n was suprised of his gentle touch and words and she turned around to finally look in his eyes. They were darker than usually and she was suprised that she even noticed.

„I think I want you to show me.“ „Y’think or y’know?“ She smiled. „I know I want you to show me.“ Harry smiled but still kept standing where he was. „But I need t’make sure that you feel comfortable all the time. If I do anythin‘ y’don’t like, you need to promise me, that you tell me, ok? Y’need t‘say, if it’s t’much.“ Y/n nodded and mumbled „Okay.“ He smirked and came closer to kiss her again. He was excited and horny. He knew that he had to be very careful not to hurt her and be slow with her but he still couldn’t be any luckier right now. Those soft lips, and her hair that smelled so good.

Y/n was very suprised by Harry. She didn’t know that he was capable of being that gentle and sweet. The way he dealt with her words has been very nice and understanding. And he suddenly changed from being a mean asshole to being caring. Or did he just act like it and played her? 

Harry kepts kissing her soft lips and put his hands on her waist. „May I?“, he mumbled against her lips and she nodded. Her oversized shirt, which turned him on for some reasons was still in the way but he slowly caressed her skin. His hands wandered down to find the hem of the shirt. He touched the skin over the waistband. It was so soft and warm that he felt like he never wanted to take his hands off her.

When his hands crawled higher he thought it was time to change their positions. He still stood next to the piano chair and had to lean down to her while she had to turn her head to kiss him. He picked her up and then sat down on the couch in the rehearsal room with y/n on his lap. She reached down to kiss him and wrapped her arms around his neck. She played a bit with his hair, which made Harry sigh.

He put his hands under her shirt again and touched his way up to under her breast. He could feel her getting a bit stiff and whispered: „It’s all right, Honey. Do you want me to keep going or should I stop?“ „No, I want you to keep going. I’m just nervous.“ „There’s no reason to be. Don’t worry, I’m not gonna do anythin‘ y’don’t like.“ „I know, it’s just, I’ve never done anything like this and no one has ever seen me naked, except for my parents at a young age, of course.“, she nervously chuckled.

„That’s ok. No reason to be insecure though. You’re so fucking beautiful, god.“ Y/n giggled and slightly blushed. Harry held her closer to his chest and kissed her jaw and then made his way down to her neck. He left soft kisses and sucked on it very gentle. Meanwhile he touched her chest by running his thumb over her skin. Y/n let out a gasp when he touched her nipple.

He smiled and kept caressing her skin. He could feel her breathe even faster when he teased her nipples between his fingers and traced the contures of her breasts with his fingers. God, he really knew how to turn her on.

He stopped kissing her and y/n immediately missed his lips. Harry took off her shirt not before giving her a questioning look. Y/n nodded and helped him getting it off faster, which made Harry smirk. As soon as the shirt was off Harry kissed down from her neck to her naked chest which made y/n shiver of excitement. When his tongue played with her nipple she moaned softly and dug her hands in his hair.

She straighted herself up so that Harry didn’t have to bend his head down. Her chest was now on the same height as his mouth. Y/n could feel a big bulge underneath her, which got her very exciting and nervous. Harry kept kissing her bare chest. He just couldn’t get enough of her warm and soft skin, of her moaning and whimpering. He could feel her pressing against his cock which made him even hornier and drove him crazy. 

He had his hand around her waist, dugged in her skin and slowly caressing it, and now his hands wandered down to her hips. He hooked his fingers into the waistband of her short sweatpants. He touched his way down to her naked legs and dugged his fingers into her thighs. God, she was so sexy.

He thought he couldn’t be any luckier right now when y/n gently pushed his head away from her chest, kissed him on his mouth and started to unbotton his white shirt. She laid her hands on his chest and caressed his skin. Harry’s hands were still running over her thighs and massaged her. He could feel y/n slightly be nervous when she kissed him on his neck. „It’s alright, love. You’re doin‘ awesome.“

It was true, her mouth felt incredible on his collarbone. He gently touched her hair and caressed it a bit. He let out a gasp when she softly licked over his tattooed skin. „Oh god, y/n.“, he moaned. He could see her still being a little insecure but there honestly was no reason to be. Y/n’s mouth was now on his lips again and she sighed against them when Harry ran his hands over the skin right below the hem of her shorts.                 

„Do you want to go further? We really don’t have to, I want you to feel comfortable.“ He wanted her so bad, but he didn’t want to go too fast. It was very hard to hold himself back but he had to. It was her first time and he didn’t want to pressure or scare her. But y/n just nodded and kissed him on his buttom lip.

„Need t’hear it, Baby.“, Harry whispered, took her face in his hands and held her a bit away from him. „Just don’t want you to regret anythin‘ later.“ „Yes I wanna go further, Harry. I really do. I trust you, that you’re gonna be nice.“ Harry smirked. „You trust me? After our history?“ Y/n chuckled. „I know, but… Right now I do. Right now I wanna be with you.“ Harry smiled at her in a way that she had never seen him smile before. Or at least not at her. It was an honest smile, nothing sarcastic in it. 

Harry once again picked her up from the couch and laid her down. Luckily, the couch was quite big so Harry had enough space to kneel over her, with one knee on each side of her hips. He leaned down to kiss her and then kissed all the way down to the waistband of her shorts, where he stopped. He looked up to her in her eyes. Y/n bit her lips and nodded in a very serious way.

„Yes.“ was all she had to say and Harry hooked his fingers into the waistband, pulled them down and dropped them next to the couch. She didn’t wore any panties, which was obvious since it was the clothes she had wanted to sleep in. „You want fingers or my mouth?“ Y/n was thinking. „I don’t know… Maybe mouth?“ Harry nodded. „Very nice to hear.“ Y/n smiled and shivered from the  excitement.

She felt very good, of course still nervous, but he was so soft and gentle with her that she felt safe and comfortable. Harry spreaded her legs gently and positioned himself between them. He kissed her belly and then down to her pubic area.

His tongue immediately found her clit, which made y/n gasp and arch. His tongue drew circles around her clit, teasing her and touched it very gentle with the tip of his tongue. Y/n whimpered and dugged her hands in the sofa, which made Harry so hard that it was almost uncomfortable.

He then teased her by touching her entrace, which revealed to him how tight she actually was. She was already so wet for him and god she tasted so good that Harry wished to stay between her legs forever. Her cunt was dripping and he wanted to get every ounce of her sweet arousal. She panted under him, eyes closed and by now she was unable to stay still. She shifted restlessly and arched on the couch. When she started to softly moan his name he thought he was gonna lose it. 

Then Harry came back to her clit, licking it, sucking on it and kissing it. During it he watched her experiencing that much pleasure under his touch, which drove him crazy and was so hot to him. Y/n put her hands to his head and pressed him closer to her cunt in an uncontrolled way. She was too turned on and wild to really know what she was doing, she just wanted to touch him and clung to something.

Harry could hear her getting louder and knew she was close to an orgasm. He licked her clit faster and faster, felt her clench and then felt her come on his tongue. She gasped a „Oh god, Harry!“ and he thought that was the hottest thing he had ever heared. She squeaked softly and then fell back on the couch panting very fast and uncontrolled.

Harry crawled up to her and pulled her to his chest. She closed her eyes and slowly came down from her high. Wow, that has been awesome. Y/n of course masturbated and had always enjoyed it, but his tongue on her clit for her was a whole new level. Shit, he was so hot and the way he had looked with his head between her legs, his gorgeous and sexy hair and then his eyes which had sometimes looked up to her during the act. They had been so dark from his erection.

Harry had put an arm around her back holding her close to him. „Harry, was very good.“, she said. „Great to hear that.“, he smiled and caressed her hair out of her face. „Are you cold?“, he asked when he saw her slightly shivering and the goosebumps on her arms. „Yes, a little.“, y/n answered.

Of course she was, Harry thought. He was fully dressed, besides his shirt being opened but she was naked and now, after an orgasm it was obvious that she would get a little cold after her body was calmed. „Let’s get you warm.“, Harry spoke, sat up, grabbed her clothes off the floor and gave them to her. She put them on and they walked out of the rehearsal room. During their way up in the elevator y/n took his hand and pressed herself against Harry’s arm, which made him smirk.

When they were standing in front of y/n’s door Harry took her hand and left a soft kiss. „It was very beautiful, I hope you thought so too.“ Y/n blushed and answered: „Oh fuck yes, I enjoyed it.“ They laughed, before y/n entered her room and they wished each other a good night, or what was left of it.                                                 

She immediately jumped into her bed and stared at the ceiling. What did just happen? She wasn’t able to realize this. She has had sex with Harry. Harry, the person that she had been mad at constantly the last week. The person she genuinly had hated for his arrogance. And now, this Harry had nothing to do with the old version of him. He had been so lovely and caring. What was going on with him? And what would happen now? Would they just see each other the next day and act like nothing happened? Was it a one – time – thing? She really needed to get some sleep now, which she did while thinking of his soft mouth and tongue.                                  

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tara carpenter x f!reader

warnings: grammatical errors, mention of suicides, abusive household and also scream 5+6 au bc why not?!

a/n; IM ALIVE !! I'm so busy, school is shit broo

it was sunday, it meant it was cleaning time. but, you were to focused on studying that you forgot to clean the house.

you checked the time, and you realized, that your father was coming home soon. you panicked, and quickly started cleaning your room.

your father was an abusive alcoholic, it was a suprise. an loving caring man turning into an abusive alcoholic, when your mother died.

he didn't bother going to therapy, instead he started drinking and started doing drugs. when he's tired, he takes his anger out on you, when he's in a bad mood he takes it out on you.

he poured out his anger always at you, you didn't know why. you would always be hiding in the closet, filled with bruises from him. trying to hold your tear's, it was always hard. you've never told anyone about the abusive and toxic household you were in.

you were a joyful person, filled with sunshine but personally, no one ever knew you that well. except for your girlfriend; Tara Carpenter.

you heard the door creaking, you weren't even halfway done cleaning with your room and you still had a few rooms to clean. you were scared, you didn't have a way out.

you decided to hide in the closet, where you always do. you were scared for dear god, you were scared what he will do to you. your tear's streaming down on your face.

you heard a scream, “Y/N!! How come you still didn't clean the house?!” it was filled with anger, your heart is beating fast, you are scared. sweating intensely.

hearing footsteps from the stairs, and through the hallway’s of your bedroom. you prayed to dear god, to not hurt you. “y/n, i know you’re in there.” he say's, opening the door of your bedroom.

you had no way out. you heard him investigating every area.

he opened the closet door, “there you are.” he says, grabbing you from your wrist, tightly. “dad stop please! I'm sorry, I was so carried away—” you didn't have time to speak, he punched you so hard on the face.

that your nose started bleeding, “you really think I'm gonna believe you? you lying son of a fuckin bitch.” you were down on your knees, crying.

The next day

it was a good Monday morning for tara. she was awoken by her sister, sam. she got up from her bed and started making it, then after that she check's her phone if she received a message from you, but sadly she didn't.

it was something off, she chat's you again, asking if you were okay.

· my baby ; hey, are you okay y/n? im worried sick, text me back as soon as you can. hope you're okay mylove! I love you

timeskip at school

“hey guys, have you seen y/n? she hasn't texted me back.” tara said, worried about you. “look's like an overprotective girlfriend is worried about her troublemaker girlfriend.” mindy jokes, tara didn't find her funny, and just glared at her.

“oh there’s y/n!" anika pointed, she ran after her. “she seem's off today, its just not me who thinks she's off today? right?” mindy stated, the others agreed with her. usually, you would hangout with the friend group but this day, you didn't.

you went straight to class, it was unusual for them. you saw anika running towards you, but you decided to walk more faster so she wouldn't catch you.

once you entered inner part of the school, you saw anika not chasing you anymore. you were glad. you had a long oversized hoodie, covering your body and bruises. you went straight to class with the oversized hoodie on you, even tho it was hot as fuck.

after first period, you went to second period. not even bothering to check up on your girlfriend. you were just not in the mood to talk to anyone today. you just wanted peace, and alone time with yourself.

not until second period started, you realized that you and anika were seatmates. you and anika are bestfriends, she worries about you alot.

you sat down to anika, avoiding eye contact with her. “hey y/n, why are you avoiding us?” anika asked, but you didn't answer. anika wasn't really comfortable with your silence, since you were always loud and energetic.

she kept asking you questions but you didn't answer once. second period ended and it was third, you continued to third period with talking to any of your friends or even anyone.

after third, it was lunch break. you didn't have the appetite to eat. so you skipped it, and hid at the rooftop, listening to music peacefully and doing your work.

“y/n didn't talk to me in 2nd period, I don't know why tho, I think something's off about her.” tara looked at anika, “you should go check up on your girlfriend, tar.” liv suggested, but even tara didn't know where you were.

“ill go check up on her at the end of classes.” mindy really thinks tara is a bad girlfriend.

more timeskip

it was time to go home. you didn't go home yet, you were at the rooftop, smoking. it was peaceful, and calming for you. no disturbance.

not until you heard the door open, you put out your cigarette as fast as you can. you saw tara, looking worried sick at you. “y/n, are you okay? you didn't talk to us for the whole day, tell me everything, I'm willing to listen y/n.”

she says, pulling the sleeves of yours “and why are you wearing a jacket it's so—" you quickly took your arm away from her. she saw what she saw, bruises, blood streaming down your arms.

she was in disbelief, “im so sorry tara, i didn't mean to freak you out. I know I'm a bad girlfriend, you can leave me because of my weirdness and my bruises and scars—" she hugged you tightly, “im not gonna leave you y/n. I love you, and that's what matters. can you tell me what happened? it's okay if you're not comfortable.”

you sighed. you needed to tell her the truth, to gain trust. and you did, she was in pure disbelief and shock. she comforted you, and made you more safer.

“i think i should go home, my dad will be mad at me.” you said, but tara didn't let you go. “stay with me for a few days, ill get you help.” those words from tara, was enough to make you tear up.

“dont cry now, baby. stay with me, you'll be more safer.” you didn't care anymore, you wanted to be free with tara.

once tara and you arrived at her house, you were greeted by sam. death staring you, “hey tara, who've you got there?” sam asked, “this is my girlfriend ive been telling you about.” you blushed at her words, she's been talking about you?

“by the way y/n, can you go upstairs. you know my room already.” tara said, she didn't tell sam that you've been sneaking inside their household. “why is there red stuff on her sleeves?” sam was curious. tara explained the whole situation to her.

sam felt bad for you, the two carpenter's will be doing their best getting you help.

after a conversation with sam, tara went up to her room. she saw you, laying down peacefully. “hey let's get you cleaned up, okay?” you nodded, and got up from the bed.

she guides you to her bathroom and sat you down on the sink, she took your hoodie off, and saw all the bruises you had. bruises everywhere, “more bruises down on your legs?” you nodded.

“can i take them off?” she asks for your permission, “go ahead.” she takes of your pants, slowly and lightly. she was shocked with all the bruises that you dad gaved.

“thats alot. let's start with your wrists.” she wiped off all the blood, until there was no more flowing. and rolls the comforting bandage around your arms.

working one by one on the bruises, she stayed up just to get you cleaned.

at the end of the day, it was the two of you lying in bed. “i love you so much, tara.” you said, burying your face onto her neck.

“i always love you more, my love. soon your dad will be in prison.” she reassure's you, and before going to sleep, she kissed you forehead lightly, and kissed you lips passionately.

“tara, what if attempted suicide one day?” you said, out of the blue. it was a suprise, “of course my life will be empty. i cannot live without you. i love you more than everything, if you have a problem, come talk to me okay?” you smiled at her.

she was tired already, “im going to sleep na. im so tired, mahal.”

“goodnight my beautiful, beautiful girlfriend! i love you.”

“goodnight tara, i love you too. sweet dreams.”

“thank you for taking care of me.” you mumbled, “your welcome.

a/n; this is shit

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𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎: 04/16/2024 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚎: Hotcakes with strawberry jam 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜: 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏 𝚃𝙾𝚃𝙰𝙻 (𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝): $726

You don't really know what got into you this morning as soon as your eyes laid on the clock signaling two hours before getting to your work place. You really don't know why you got up with a sudden need to cook... But what exactly did you want to cook?

You looked through your mini recipe book you always kept safe on your phone's notes.

Something salty? An omelette? Fruit? A smoothie? Strawberry smoothie?! You were close, your mouth drooling at the thought of every dish you got remember, but still couldn't find the perfect one.

"Hotcakes! Got it!" You whisper-shouted glad to finally know what you've been secretly craving for, careful to do not wake up your partner, who had told you last night has had a rough week. So now that's finally his day off, you could make a little treat for the both of you.

You put on your apron and started taking the ingredients as fast and as silently you could, getting everything done an hour later.

Now the last detail was the missing topping, the strawberry mermalade.

Maybe you got too engrossed making the hotcakes you didn't notice the last ingredient to satisfy your appetite was missing on your refrigerator.

"Crap..." You searched everywhere, forgetting about having to keep the volume as low as possible, waking your spouse on the process.

Just as he arouse from his sleep, the smell of something delicious creeped up on his nosetrills, fading any annoyance he might have had from someone interrumpting his resting time.

As he was about to get up and greet you, he heard the front door close in a hurry, well—more like shut.

He got to the dining room and saw the table was impeccable; two plates, cutlery, glasses filled with milk and on the center, a couple of hotcakes piles all fluffy and smooth looking.

A smile came to form on his face, thinking how marvelous and skilled you might have seemed like when cooking this, for the both of you, which was something that made his heart warm up even more.

He decided to look further around since he knew you couldn't have gone to work just yet, something might have been missing for everything to be perfect, which was something he's come to know and love about you. Wanting to get everything as best as you could was always inspiring for him.

There was a small container, matching with the tableware set up, it was the only thing left on the bar which divided the kitchen from the dining room, empty.

He thought you were missing the maple syrup.

After some thinking on how you could react to him knowing about your surprise and getting bummed about it, he chose to try and sleep a bit more while waiting for you and act as if he knew nothing once you woke him by yourself.

Minutes passed and like the giddy little child he felt like when waiting for a present he knew was coming, he finally heard the door opening and a relieved sigh scaping you.

He had to put on the best act now! He could not fail!

"Hey honey-Wake up, breakfast's ready" he heard now closer to him, a hand shaking slightly his shoulder.

He had to pretend he had not been awake before you arrived from your emergency drive for ingredients, but the way he got up quickly from the bed didn't convince you much. Still, you didn't give it more importance and led him to your suprise.

"Wow! Are these for us?!" He exclaimed maybe a little to excited and made such excessive moves with his hands you couldn't believe him anymore.

"You got up earlier right?" You asked, seemingly not sad but a little disappointed with yourself for not getting everything right on the first try.

"U-Uhm-n-no?" He tried once more, but his nervousness by your piercing gaze now fixated on discovering his lies made him obvious.

"O-Ok ok! maybe... But I swear I had a similar reaction to this one! I-I loved it sweetheart!" Now he got closer to embrace you.

All his and your concern dissolved as fast as the delectable and comforting hotcakes in your mouths, along the strawberry mermalade you explained you had to grab to make it worth it, you spent a lovely morning with your other half.

𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑;

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Do you really wanna be in love? | m.s

pairing: dark!mick x wolff!reader

warnings: dark, mentions of stalking, manipulation, choking, grooming, brief mention of holding somebody hostage

w/c: 2k

summary: Mick Schumacher was known for being shy and sweet and just simply the kindest soul on earth, but you don’t think that that‘s true, and one scary night…he proves you how right you were.

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The golden retriever kind of boy.

The most innocent man on the grid.

At least that’s what everybody calls him. Nick Schumacher, the son of a legend that changed the sport forever and is now trying to build his own name without his dad's past history.

Everybody adored him, but deep down you kind of had a…uneasy feeling in the pit of your stomach every time the two of you cross paths.

It was not fear or something like that, it was almost like you were just feeling…uncomfortable around him but you don’t really know why. Or maybe you did but you just didn’t wanted to admit it to yourself.

Every time you see him in the paddock when you're standing next to your dad, toto wolff, he smiled at you, sometimes smirked at you or even winked at you, almost like he was flirting with you.

Sometimes the smile looked innocent but you were never really sure about that, something always told you that it was meant to be a 'not so innocent smile'.

“Everything okay, engel?” angel. Your dad asked you while standing next to you, gently putting his hand on top of your shoulder, lightly squeezing it before you removed your gaze from the blond German and looked up at your dad, gulping,

“Yeah,” you quickly answered as you caught mick looking at you again, but this time with a hint of darkness in his usually oh so bright eyes, making you quickly look at your dad again.

“You seem a bit off, are you sure? You know that you can talk with me about everything, right?”

You nodded, “Yeah, I know dad…don’t worry, nothing is bothering me.”

He slowly nodded before he slowly raised his head and looked directly at his reserve driver who was currently getting ready to get into the car and drive a few laps to get comfortable with the Mercedes. But mick's dark gaze was already gone, instead — he flashed your dad a pretty and innocent looking smile before he put his helmet on and got into the car.

“Mick is nice, y/n…you don’t have to worry about him, I bet the two of you get along just right, okay?” Your dad said to you before he left your side, letting you alone with your chaotic thoughts about the young German.

- - -

You were confused.

Usually, after your dad is done for the day with all his important work stuff, he drops you off at home — but this time, you couldn’t find your dad anywhere anymore.

“Hey Gregory!” You approached one of the engineers with a frown on your face, “Have you seen my dad?”

He briefly furrowed his brows before he spoke up, “He left like fifteen minutes ago, y/n…said he needed to take care of something very Important,” he answered before another all to familiar voice made you turn your head,

“Hey y/n! Your dad said that I should take you home…I mean, only if that’s okay for you of course,” mick quickly said with a kind smile painted on his clean face, making you gulp, but you didn’t wanted to be impolite, so you answered with a smile,

“Y-Yeah, alright — no problem for me,” you said as you licked your lips and quickly said your goodbye to Gregory, walking with the blond German to his Mercedes now.

You mumbled a tiny thank you as he opened the car door for you, quickly putting your seatbelt on before mick took off at quite a fast pace and quickly drove through the busy streets of Austria.

“Oh!” You suddenly spoke up, “you don’t even know where I live! I just quickly type it-”

But you were suprised as you saw your address in his navigator, even listed as the first one, almost like he visited it before or thought about visiting it before.

Mick noticed your sudden silence and quickly turned his head to look at the big device in his car, quietly gulping before he spoke up in a loud tone,

“Oh no, yeah! I just already got that saved here on my navigator because I knew that I probably had to drive you home tonight, you know? Like, your dad already told me…so I just typed your address in it earlier,” Mick told you but you were still in a bit of shock but didn’t say anything else, you just sat there and basically 'accepted' it, desperately trying to ignore the fact that you feel a bit uncomfortable next to him now.

You licked your lips and stared straight ahead at the road, tightly grabbing your phone as you caught him briefly looking at your from time to time, making you tremble a bit.

- - -

“And here we are,” mick said with a tiny smile as he arrived in front of your house, slowly parking the door in front of your front door before he quickly removed his seatbelt and went over to your side, opening the door for you like a neat gentleman, making you frown a bit.

“Thanks,” you mumbled with a tiny smile, slowly starting to think that maybe…your intuition was really wrong all along, maybe he’s really just nice and sweet to you, maybe you were wrong for accusing him to be a dark and sick psychopath, maybe he really is the golden retriever boy that everyone makes him out to be.

“Y/n?” He suddenly spoke up as you already slowly opened your front door, smiling at him now as he shyly smiled at you,

“Yes?”

“Could I just quickly use your toilet?” Mick asked you kindly, making you nod,

“Thank you!” He quickly mumbled before he went past you and entered your house. You immediately showed him the way to the toilet before you went to the kitchen, filling one of your glasses with water since you almost haven’t drank anything today.

Suddenly, you heard a loud but unknown noise coming from the toilet — in a slow manner, you made your way towards the toilet, furrowing your brows as you noticed that the door is shut but not locked.

You cleared your throat, “Mick? Everything okay?” You asked nervously but after multiple seconds, you still got no answer, making it all even more confusing for you.

“Mick?” You spoke up again, “Are you okay in-”

All of a sudden somebody covered your mouth, a big hand cutting your question off as you tried to scream but the hand almost forced you to swallow your screams and whines.

“Shhh, sei leise, komm schon!” Shhh, be quiet, c‘mon! Mick spoke up from behind you, making you gulp before you desperately tried to bite his palm, hoping it may make him remove his hand but it didn’t help, mick only groaned before he swiftly put his other hand around your throat, lightly squeezing it, making you gasp as he stole the air from your lungs.

Then you felt him pulling your body towards his, your back pressing against his chest now as he turned his head and ran his lips along your ear, covering your skin in goosebumps,

“Don’t be scared, mein schatz,” my darling.

“D-Don’t hurt me! P-Please don’t h-hurt me, mick!” You begged in a loud but whiny tone, making mick gulp as you felt him slightly rubbing his big erection against your ass, making you gasp as tears covered your cheeks.

He cleared his throat and briefly closed his eyes, desperately trying to fight every single urge right now to not bend you over the kitchen counter and fuck you so hard until your can’t move an inch anymore, “I won’t hurt you as long as you follow my orders, you understand?”

You sniffled and choked on some of your tears that mick tried to wipe away as gentle as he could before you nodded,

“I knew i-it,” you whispered to yourself but the German heard it,

“What did you just say?” He tilted his head to the side, slightly adjusting his hand around your throat to let you speak up a bit more,

“I knew t-that you were t-trouble,” you mumbled nervously as tears glided down your temple, “Oh did you?” The young Schumacher asked you teasingly as he kissed the tears on your temples away, making you shudder each time his lips touch your heated skin.

You nodded again, “Y-Yes, you always l-looked over to me but n-not in a normal o-or kind way, more like a…stalker kind o-of way,” you sniffled again before you continued, “like you w-were trying to observe e-every single thing I was doing.”

You felt mick smiling against your temple, “I knew the little Wolff would be smart, good job baby,” he said before you surprisingly went on,

“A-And today was n-no different,” you gulped as you suddenly felt him gently licking one of your tears away, making you gasp, “You knew where I-I was living, y-you knew it! And not because o-of my dad!”

“Oh your pretty little daddy dear, what he would say if he would see the two of us so close to each other right now,” mick interrupted you but you only ignored him, continuing,

“You watched m-me in the garage, y-you brought me home a-and acted all of a sudden s-so different as soon as I-I mentioned the thing w-with the address! And then y-you’ve asked me to u-use the toilet, b-but you didn’t even u-used it! You’ve just s-said that go get into my h-house, you sick f-”

But mick quickly slapped his hand over your mouth again, shutting you up as he kissed your temple a couple of times, hand squeezing your throat now harder again, making you in a quick motion put both of your palms onto his wrist.

“It’s okay, like I said…I would never hurt you if you obey me,” he stated with a smile against your wet cheek, briefly giving it a long kiss before he leaned his cheek onto your yours, cock still rubbing against you from behind.

Suddenly, the little radio in the corner of your kitchen played some slow song you’ve heard before, but you couldn’t remember the name anymore.

Mick's ears peaked up as he heard the slow, sexual music coming from your radio, arms now hugging your waist, pressing you tightly towards his strong body, caging you in his embrace as tears continued running down your warm cheeks that were touched by his soft lips.

His fingertips stroked your shaking skin as he noticed your fearful expression on your face, but that didn’t stop him from asking you a specific kind of question,

“Dance with me, baby — c'mon,” the German asked you in a rather kind and sweet tone before he swayed his hips from side to side, touching yours in the process and making you slightly jump before you joined it, moving to the slow and lustful — also very intimidating — song with him.

To people that would have watched you and wouldn’t have been able to see your face, it definitely would have looked like two lovers, who are unconditionally, deeply and wholeheartedly in love with each other, dancing around the kitchen as sexual tension slowly arises, making both of you grind onto each other.

In the last minute of the song, mick started to whisper some of the lyrics into your ear, making you gasp and sniffle as you heard his voice whispering those words,

“Oh baby, tell me you need me, that you can’t stand it no more,” he sang quietly into your ear from behind, lips gliding along the skin of it, there and there sometimes leaving very gentle and soft kisses before he went on singing to you while 'dancing with you'.

You only shuddered as you heard his words, not believing that they actually fit the current sick situation so much, “Oh baby, tell me you love me and no it took two to break us down,” mick whispered as you swayed trough the room, his erection still grinding against your ass.

“Now you goin and won’t be found,” he whispered the last three words in an even deeper tone into your ear while dancing around with you in his arms, leaning his head against yours before he kissed some of the tears on your cheeks away, smiling while doing so.

[starlightshadowsworld]

Bsd except Atsushi doesn't leave the Orphanage unscathed. He messed up, not that he could remember what he'd done.

But Atsushi didn't voice that, it would just seem like an excuse. Everyone knew if anything wrong happened it was Atsushi's fault.

There were no exceptions.

Atsushi had always healed fast, he knew that much. But the only scars he bore were made from fire.

He remembered that.

So did the staff when he was punished for the last time.

They called it their parting gift.

Atsushi stumbled out, only letting out the hiss off pain when once he was out of earshot. He didn't cry, not than and he refused to now.

It would only be worse if he cried, he didn't deserve to anyway. Not someone like him, not someone who the whole world had abandoned.

The first few days were hard, after that Atsushi found himself getting used to the pain. He bandaged it best he could, stealing some bandages and hiding out in a restaurants bathroom.

It wasn't ideal but it was all he knew how to do, bandage and hope got the best.

Pain wasn't exactly a stranger to him, so Atsushi got used to it like it never left him. He had other things to worry about anyway, like not starving to death.

He hid the wince when he pulled Dazai out the river. Luckily the man was too busy pissing off Kunikida to notice.

Atsushi didn't think much of it after that, settling into Agency life and processing he was the tiger.

It wasn't until he woke up in the infirmary after his fight with Akutugawa that Atsushi noticed the ever present pain was gone.

But that means...

"Hey Atsushi, can you come here a for a minute?"

Atsushi nods, trying to hide the shame and fear as he gets out the bed and walks up to Yosano.

He's suprised when he doesn't see anger in her eyes. There's something kind, something gentle and worried. It wasn't a look he was familiar with.

"Why didn't you tell me you were burned?"

It's said softly, there's no judgement or anger. Atsushi just feels more confused.

"I... Was I supposed too?"

Why would Yosano need to know he was hurt? It wasn't nothing major, he could handle it. He understood her using her ability after the fight, but for one simple burn?

He ignored the fact it was anything but a simple burn.

Yosano frowned, Atsushi was about to apologise but than she smiled. It was small and kind and sad.

He felt bad for making Yosano sad.

"You should, when you're hurting. Even if it doesn't seem big, I'd like to know when you're hurt. Can you do that for me, Atsushi?"

Atsushi, not knowing how to respond to that, just agreed. "Okay, I'm sorry... For upsetting you. And being a burden."

Yosano shook her head "you don't need to apologise for anything. Just, don't keep quiet about this stuff. You're not a burden, Atsushi."

To his suprise, he started to cry. He couldn't help it, he couldn't recall the last time someone had told him he wasn't a burden.

The last time someone had shown him such kindness.

Yosano didn't yell at him, not like the Orphanage staff would. Instead she handed him a tissue and ran a hand through his hair, telling him it was okay.

Maybe it was now.

[toasttt11]

telling nico

February 22, 2022

Vera opened her phone sitting on her couch having just said goodbye to Jamie and Trevor and would see them in a few weeks, she pulled up facetime and hit her brothers contact, he answered it within a few rings and she could see him in his workout clothes.

“Hello Schwöschterli.” Nico smiled at his baby sister, he frowned slightly seeing her red and puffy eyes he knew something was wrong.

“Hi Neeks.” Vera smiled softly at her brother, she ran her hand over both her dogs heads.

“What’s wrong?” Nico questioned sitting down on an empty chair and staring at her in concern.

“I broke up with Fred.” Vera whispered out loud looking away from the camera.

Nico felt his heart drop knowing how much Vera cares for Fredrick and he could tell something was wrong lately between them but Vera was very tight lipped about the issue not wanting to talk about it, “Oh little sister…”

“It’s okay it’s something i should’ve done a long time ago.” Vera shook her head knowing she would have to eventually tell her brother how bad her relationship ended up getting but now wasn’t the time for it, “Actually i have some good news.”

“Yeah?” Nico softly asked, letting her change the subject.

“How do you feel about us joining you in your apartment building.” Vera nonchalantly told him smiling mischievously at her brother.

Nico furrowed his eyebrows before freezing, “Your moving?!?” He quickly spluttered out in shock.

“I thought a new city could do some good and being near you is always a plus.” Vera smiled softly shrugging but also truthfully missing living by family.

“Well i’m very excited to have you live here.” Nico widely grinned, “When are you moving?”

“Tomorrow.” Vera soflty chuckled still suprised she got everything to work out so fast.

“Tomorrow!” Nico looked even more happy as he was going to see his sister tomorrow and she is moving to live in the same building as him. Nico heard his name being called by one of his teammates as he went down a hall in the arena to go talk to sister, “Hey i have to to go but i’ll see you tomorrow?” Nico smiled at his sister.

“I’ll see you tomorrow Neeks.” Vera smiled nodding at him before ending the call.

[flamingskull28]

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Dear 4

I have noticed in our time as friends how much we differ from each other. You are energetic and bubbly and I am often reserved yet we complement each other so well.

While you are the comforting warmth of the sun, I am the cold drowsiness of the moon.

You are a hot scorching desert with no power, I am the fringed chills of the artic planes.

If you can defeat an army with pure brute strength and skill, I can take the out one at a time without a whisper being heard.

and if you, my dear 4, are a bright beacon who shines their light to all and spreads warmth and joy without discrimination then I am a lost soul in the dark, wanting only to be engulfed by your light.

Maybe you don't understand or maybe you do... but what I really mean by all this is a question. 4 will you go ou-

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"Heya 8, you've been in here for hours. I'm getting worried." 4 said startling 8 and making the poor octoling fumble and stutter, not helped by how close 4 was. 8 quickly hide the paper behind her.

"I've- well.. I've uh j-just been writing. A-A poem, nothing s-special." 8 really hoped her face covering blush could be taken as from suprise.

"Oh, really!?" 4 said with a light in her eyes that made 8's hearts skip a beat. "Can I see, your work is always amazing." 4's smile was so genuine and curious that it took all of 8's power to resist.

"Uh it's a w-work in progress.. Once I-I'm done I'll show you." 8 really wished she'd have the courage, but the trash can next to her desk with a stack of discarded papers overflowing out of it didn't make that seem likely.

"Hmmm, aw fine. I guess I can wait.." 4 sighed but still kept her chripy mood "Anyway, you've been in here all day. I got a movie for us to watch!"

"I-I kinda wanna finish this-" 8 was cut off as 4 grabbed her hand instantly destroying any train of thought the poor lesbian had.

"Pleaseeeeeeee, it's so empty around the house when you're not out there with me. I wanna talk and watch a movie with you. I bought your favorite chips and drinks just so we could." 4's eyes were that of puppies in cuteness and sadness but like a knife in how they cut deep inside her more than the whole of the metro did. 8's hearts physically pained seeing 4 so upset, a small part of 8 felt honored that 4 enjoyed her presence so much but.... seeing 4's frown was a poison to 8's very soul that coursed further through her veins every second it existed.

"Don't feel like you have to... i-it's okay if you *sniff* don't wann-"

"NO! I-I do want to watch the movie! Please do not be upset, I haven't been getting anywhere with my poems anyway." 8 begged and pleaded in her head for 4 to smile again for her body may not be able to handle seeing the frown any longer.

"R-Really? I was starting to think I-I was annoying you with wanting to hang out all the time..." 4's frown vanished but her heavenly smile refused to grace 8 once more.

"No, 4 you never annoy me. Never! Now then what movie are we watching?" 8 smiled and she was instantly met with the wide tooth grin of 4. The poison in her veins vanished from this power and 8 felt at ease again. Even if her hearts were beating twice as fast and her face felt so hot, she would not be surprised if it melted off any second now.

"It's that Five days at franks... or whatever it was called movie! I've heard a lot about it being good! I really hope we-" 4 rambled for a moment, an all too often occurrence that entranced 8 the same it had the first hundred times, but she managed to find enough will power to grab her pencil and finish writing the poem.

Stuffing it in her back pocket, 8 walked over to 4 and gestured for them to go to the tv. 4 nodded and grabbed her hand, still rambling her theories while dragging 8 over. Unawake of the blush her action was causing.

regardless 8 quickly settled in, sitting next to 4 on the couch as close as she could manage without seeming to weird. She wanted to be close but she could settl-

As if reading 8's mind 4 grabbed her and pulled her close. Leaning on the octolings and cuddling up to her should while starting the movie. 8 felt her blush burn brighter, her gaze turned to the inkling who watched the screen intently. Making occasional comments but seeming content with snuggling up to 8. A smile joined the blush on 8's face and a thought her brain never considered arrived. Could 4 like her back?

8 considered what to do with this thought, maybe it was best to keep it to her-.... No this had gone on too long.

"Hey 4?" the inkling turned to look at her, still not moving her head from 8's arm "Do you want to see the poem I was working on?"

[alarrytale]

Hello Marte! I´m sure you saw or at least read what SC said about not owning 1D name and regreting it and I´m suprised it´s not talked about at your blog as well. I can guess all opinions about this from literally every larrie blog are basically the same so I guess you share the same - we know SC is evil and he would put boys through much bigger hell if he´d own the band´s name. Anyway what I wanted to share is that since that interview I got a feeling that if there will be a 1D reunion, it will be when SC will be gone for good like you know what I mean. Because boys will make sure they won´t make any more money to him with their reunion and so when the reunion will happen it will be because they want to not because they have to. So I guess this will happen in like 20 years according to SC´s age. And second thing is that I have a bad feeling from the way SC once again prooved he´s in fact an evil person and took not only boys but also other artists just like a product, there are a lot of secrets and traumas that will come out when he will be gone. So I just got into thinking there will be a document about him and it will be something as shocking as that one about M.J*ckson few years ago. No idea how much the music industry will change in like 20-25 years so not sure how much expose will be allowed but when talking about SC at least Louis and Liam (aka those two have the most trauma inside imo and with Louis is even worse because of his closet and bbg) will surely tell everything if they will be allowed by that time. You know, I just have a feeling we no way know anything actually what SC had done and it will be revealed after he´ll be gone.

So Simon Cowell can’t use the band’s name, create anything with their likeness, & can’t tour if all of them don’t agree, but we larries still think Harry & Louis are under a contract with Simon that are forcing them in the closet? I'm confused now

Hi, anons!

Sorry, i've been a bit busy and i can't keep up with all my asks.

Yes, we all agree that SC is evil and that he's done despicable things to a bunch of his acts in the name of making money. What i'm not so sure about is why he said what he said.

We know SC went on that podcast (or whatever it was) to get promo for his new boyband show, and he got the promo he wanted because of the provoking statement he made. So it must have been calculated and intentional. I also wonder if he admitted to having regrets and wanting something he can't have, because he knows he's got the last laugh, because Sony (his parent company when he ran Syco), owns and controls their images. SC also makes it appear like 1D is the one with the power, and that they're now free of SC. Which they are, because SC was just a middleman between 1D and Sony, but they are not free from the contracts SC made them sign. Not at all.

I'm also not entirely sure that we can trust SC's words and that everything he says is true. I think people in this fandom jump to conclusion a bit too fast, because he said something they want to hear, instead of asking themselves why he said what he did and how that's serving SC himself. SC also said that he doesn’t think there will be a 1D reunion. If 1D still got deliverables to Sony (a greatest hits album was reported on as part of their contract, and that isn't fulfilled yet), then they might be able to force them back together at some point (when they can't squeeze more out of H...). If 1D owns the One Direction name and use, that isn't of much help when Syco (and Sony) controls the images of it's band members.

We also know from contracts and from tabloid reports that anyone under a Cowe*l contract aren't allowed to speak ill of him or put him in a bad light. He can also use people contracted to him to defend himself from critisism (i think that was reported on in a tabloid one time). Eta. found it.

The contract has hundreds of clauses, one of which states it to be enforceable anywhere “in the world and solar system”.

Clause 32.4 says artists must not make any statement which “may be considered unduly negative, critical or derogatory of the Company – including its personnel and, in particular, Simon Cowell”.

So when Helene Horlyck is out there singing SC's praises, remember she was under contract on txf at the time...

[hslcat]

Saus-tember: Day 2 - Sails

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He sat on the deck with his back to the mast in the midday sun, listening to the sounds of the sea, birds, waves and in the distance he could hear his fellow kestrels celebrating a successful raid and he was probably going to join them later.

But right now he was focusing on repairing the sails of the ship.

Turns out that none of the others could do a decent patching. He had guessed that Oli couldn't , due to the state of that shirt of his, but he had assumed that someone else at least knew how to handel a needle and thread.

But alas, he was completely alone in his endeavour.

Not that he didn't enjoy sewing, it would just have been nice to not have to patch the whole sail all on his own.

But here he was.

As he was sewing he thought about his Ma, she was the one who taught him when he was a little boy even though his Pa did disagree with him learning it, though he did nothing other than just complain about it.

His Ma had insisted that if he was going to be an independent man one day that he learn to mend his own clothes, something he was very relieved of now days.

He had learnt all types of stitches, back stitches, ladder stitches, slip stitches, hemstitches and, of course, sailmaker's stitches, which he was currently using.

His Ma was a seamstress for nobels, so she got to work with the finest fabrics in the most vibrant colours and the most delicate stings.

He obviously never got to work with them, he was just the son of a lowly sailor and a simple seamstress.

He worked with the bland but sturdy fabrics that the common folk wore, with the strings that could last for months even years under hard work.

But he still got to learn the tecnices that was only used for nobility.

His Ma had once gotten a roll of golden string from one of her clients, that was the one time he got to sew with the golden strings of the rich.

Just a small embroidery on a small pice of fabric, but still.

When he was seventeen he, with the guidence of his Ma, was working on a vest that would be worn when he went out on the sea. His Ma had managed to get a beautiful light blue fabric, dureble enough to be worn while working hard at sea.

When he was finished with the vest, the one he was currently wearing, his Ma had given him the golden string "To make your vest truly yours" as she had said.

He in fact still had the thread, he hadn't used it yet.

Putting down the now fully mended sail he sat back and looked up at the fast darkening sky, then he heard howls of laughter coming from the camp.

He smiled as he rose from his position, body aching from sitting still for so long, and started walking towards the camp.

When he arrived at the camp he saw them all gatterd around the fire, laughing, drinking.

And Scar sitting and mending one of his many hats.

He wasn't really as suprised or offended as he probably should have been, but knowing Scar, this is exactly what he would do.

As he lets out a laugh all eyes turn to him some suprised, some not, Oli looking between him and the empty seat next to him as if he thought Sausage had been sitting there a moment ago. And of course Scar, with the look of a man who has been caught in a lie but did not regret a thing.

The silence brought by his arrival is broken by Kyle bursting into laughter and the others soon joining in.

As Sausage joins in he knows exactly what he wants to do with his golden thread.

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Second day done. This was a long one.

Was this supposed to be about mending a sail, yes. Did it end up being about Sausage learning to sew, yes,

So for this I had to look up different stitches and I picked five different ones from the list, but when I saw that there was a stitch called sailmaker's stitch it was perfect.

If anyone is wondering what Sausage is going to do with with his golden string, he was planning on embroidering the kestrels sigil on his vest.

[safetycar-restart]

happy valentine's day to my favorite whores!!!!!!! sister 📓 is back!!!!!

CHARLES TIME!

okay. now charles is our sweet little bean, right? right. he loves you, and he makes valentine's day with you SUCH a big deal.

he goes all out, dinner reservations, rose petals in your bedroom, a warm bath in the bathroom, with wine, and candles.

you took the day off work, easily deciding you'd rather spend valentine's with your sweet boy, rather than dealing with annoying people at the office. charles was the one who got up today first, but it was mostly because he wanted to pick up some stuff for you before going to the track for the car launch. he must admit, it was quite hard having to leave without getting a kiss goodbye, but he didn't want to wake you up and spoil the suprise, which he probably would have done.

he decided to pick up a giant bouquet full of red roses, he always said they reminded him of you because they were so pretty and elegant. he wrote a little note with them, expressing his love for you in such a beautiful way. he really knew his way with words when it came to you, he didn't even know he was able to write such a thing. of course, he added a little heart at the end, signing off the letter with:

xoxo,

mommy's good boy :),

- charles ❤️

he mailed the roses to you, waited until you woke up (he knows around which time you do). by the time you woke up, looking for charles, the doorbell rang, and the roses were already waiting for you in front of the door. picking them up with a smile, you read the note before placing the huge bouquet on the big table in the dining room. not long after that, charles is calling your number, and to no suprise, you pick up on the first ring.

"mommy! happy valentine's day!"

"thank you, angel. happy valentine's day to you too."

"did you- did you get the flowers?"

"yes, i did! they're so beautiful, darling. thank you so much."

*giggling like a little schoolgirl*

"mama, are you coming to the track? there's only an hour and a half until the launch."

"of course i am, angel. i was just about to get ready. don't worry, okay? you know i wouldn't break my promise."

"yes, mommy! i'm going to hang up now, i don't want you to be late because of me."

"okay, bubba. i love you."

"i love you too!"

you shake your head at the boy's antics, before moving over to get ready. as if an hour and a half isn't enough, but you don't want to make charles worry. you always show up a bit early for events like these.

by the time you're at the track, charles is messing around with carlos, being a little pest. you hear carlos say "there's your girlfriend, perceval. skedaddle along, you parasite." charles laughs before looking to the side, actually seeing you there before running off to hug you and greet you. he hasn't seen you since he woke up, and he missed you quite a bit.

"mommy!" he squeals, wrapping his arms around you. "hi, baby! you look so pretty!" you reply, referring to his fluffy hair, and his new teamwear, as well as his gorgeous face, of course. you wish each other a happy valentine's, before pecking his lips and going to greet carlos.

you were there for the entire car launch, watching charles have fun, talking about the new season, the new car, and watching him spin around for two laps. it's been a while since he last asked you if you saw how fast he was on the track. it was something you missed since the season ended.

when you got home, you cuddled for most of the afternoon, occasionally playing some animal crossing (you have an island together, a little house and allat) and dancing to some music.

then, followed the big dinner. charles made a reservation at this super fancy restaurant, picked a nice suit all by himself, and even got you a brand new, red silk dress, that he suggested you should wear tonight. of course, you did. and charles was absolutely stunned, admiring you for a good 2 minutes.

the restaurant indeed was fancy, you ate some nice food, and shared a little heart shaped chocolate cake. you both had such a sweet tooth, but you didn't really indulge in that due to your diet, and charles' own strict diet too. you two walked throughout milan, eating ice cream, admiring the city and taking pictures of each other, and some with each other. you had a wonderful time together, always enjoying each other's presence.

you got home late at night. maybe 10 or 11 pm. charles already prepared the bath beforehand, for you two to enjoy. drinking wine and just being warm in each other's embrace.

charles led you to the bedroom after that. it was candle lit, with rose petals leading all the way to the bed. you thought it was the cutest thing he ever did for you, and he did a LOT of shit for you. he walks over to the bed with you, shy smile on his face.

now, you might think he'd want to take it slow, gentle, romantic. he did. well, he'd treat YOU that way. eat you out, kiss you and run his hands all over your body. he wants you to relax. he didn't want to do anything extreme. he never did. you ended up giving him a slow handjob at first, and he starts whining, begging for your fingers in his mouth. he slips your index and middle finger in his mouth, happily sucking on them.

then, he mumbles something with your fingers in his mouth. to you, it just sounded like "mffmffmfhdhhmhmhm", so you let your fingers slip to his lips. he repeats himself, "i want you to make me choke on your fingers," and while you aren't taken aback, you just want to ask him if he's sure. maybe the wine got him a bit tipsy, you thought he wanted to take this slow. when you ask for confirmation, he just softly nods his head. what your boy wants, your boy gets.

you start stroking him a bit faster than earlier, having him moan out of suprise. you shove your fingers further in his mouth, and he mumbles something which you were only able to decipher as a "more". you shove your fingers down his throat this time, making him gag and choke on your fingers, his eyes starting to get watery. you retract your fingers from his mouth, let him breathe a bit. he asks an odd question, but you find it cute. he says "can i swallow my spit, mommy?" you smile at him, telling him he can. he pushes your fingers down his throat, gagging and moaning around them as you stroke his cock at a fast speed. your fingers are laying on his tongue when he says "mommy, i'm gonna cum! i'm gonna cum, please let me cum!" and who are you to say no to him? he cums all over your hand not long after, while choking on your fingers at the same time.

you pull your fingers out of his mouth, charles gasps, the lack of air getting back to him. you run your clean hand over his cheek, asking him if he's okay and wiping the tears from under his eyes away. he thanks you after that, asking you if he can clean your hand of his cum, happily lapping up his release off your palm and fingers. he lays down for a quick break, before asking you again. "mommy, can you fuck me now?"

oh boy, were you in for a long night.

- 📓

Oh my god. I’m gonna try and add some thoughts but this already fucking incredible and I have no idea how I’m supposed to make this any better.

At first charles was sad to realise the car launch would be on valentines, because he wanted to spend the day with his mommy!! But then you promised him you’d come to the car launch and take the whole day off and then you two can spend the day after the launch together. And well, if his mommy promises it’s gonna be fine then it’s gonna be fine.

The hardest part of his day was absolutely letting you sleep in and not waking you because he didn’t went to ruin the surprise of the roses. Normally, no matter what time he gets up he always wakes you because he needs his forehead kiss before he can go about his day. Often you’ll give hie forehead kiss and then to right back to sleep.

You expected flowers to show up, because Charles always takes valentines very seriously, but you didn’t expect just how many he ordered. The bouquet is fucking massive, and you know it’s because he feels guilty about not being at home.

You want to call him immediately to thank him, but you know he might be busy so you wait for him to call you. And he does, because of course he does. He calls his mommy at every possible opportunity.

He’s so happy when you thank him for the flowers, because it means he did good!!! He made his mommy happy!!!

You make sure to get to the track early, because you always want to be early for these events so you can greet Charles properly. He sees you and immediately runs to you, not even saying goodbye to Carlos. He’ll literally just turn away from a conversation when he spots you, nothing is more important than his mommy!!! Nothing!!!

Even though you’ve already seen the new suits (because come on, Charles can’t keep secrets from his mommy, you know about the suits and liveries the moment charles did), you still compliment him about how cute he looks!! You ruffle his hair and kiss his cheeks and pull him into a big hug.

He’s so happy!!! He’s getting attention from his mommy!! He also absolutely has a team jacket for you to wear. Because his mommy must also have the team wear. He gets so happy when he sees you in the team jackets.

So you watch the whole launch, smiling because you can see how genuinely happy Charles is. His eyes often wonder to you, checking to see if his mommy is happy, if his mommy thinks he’s doing a good job. You always nod when he looks at you, making sure he knows that you’re very happy.

He spends the whole drive back to the apartment telling you all about his day and how much he loved driving the car. It’s been a while since you’ve seen your boy so happy and optimistic.

Then fancy dinner!!!

Honestly it’s pretty rare that you guys to fancy restaurants because Charles would often rather be home with you. He doesn’t have to worry about being spotted by fans at home, he can subby at home, he can call you mommy at home.

But for special occasions like valentines, it feels so good to just go out with you to somewhere nice and romantic. He’s such a happy boy at dinner, smiling the entire time, telling you how he and Carlos were joking around earlier, how excited he was to show the car, how positive the reactions were.

And of course he must know about your day!! Did you sleep well? What did you have for breakfast? How long did it take you to get ready? Have you heard from your boss today? He wants to know EVERYTHING.

The moment you get home he’s whiney and needy. He’s still soft with you, wanting to give you head before you do anything for him but you can see that it’s beginning to affect him, that he’s starting to get all desperate and struggling to stay calm.

So you didn’t tease him. You can see how badly he wants to make you cum before he submits properly and you know that teasing him will send him barrelling towards his full subby headspace.

He makes you cum, and then has to be pulled by his hair away from your pussy because there’s no way in hell he’s moving on his own accord. He smiles at you then, eyes a little glazed over.

He made his mommy cum!! He’s been such a good boy!! His head is now turned off. No more Charles. Only mommy’s subby baby.

You start off soft with his handjob, just letting him enjoy it and you’re surprised to hear he wants to choke. I think Charles will sometimes make himself choke on dildos when you let him suckle on one? He’s just desperate and needy, wanting to be so full he can’t breathe.

So you listen to his request and do it, listening to how his moans sound with your fingers in his mouth, how he gasps and swallows around you, how he shakes in your arms.

He’s a mess when he cums, spit dripping down his chin and cum all over you hand. You’re soft with him then, letting him clean your hand and holding him close, thanking him for being such a good boy.

And when he asked to be fucked, well, how could you ever deny him?