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Sabrina carpenter x fem!driver!reader (f1 academy driver)

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Summary Y/n is obsessed with Sabrina, and she manifests the girl.

Warning not proofread, spelling mistakes, English is NOT my first language

A/N a bit long but this is probably my favourite ever.

Also thank you so much for 400 followers!!!

2022

Instagram

Liked by Laufey and 735.276 others

Yourusername New York photo dump while waiting for the next formula 2 raceeeee (something special coming up!!) (I love sabrina (I’m an og))

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Laufey Good luck with the next race! We need to meet up soon!

Yourusername Oh yeah! For sure! Msg me!❤️

User1 Good luck in the next race! (I also love her! (You made me a fan!!))

User2 I love her and laufey’ friendship!!

User3 she is so aesthetic!!

User4 something special?? I’m exited!!

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2023

Instagram

Liked by Bsfuser and 614.735 others

Yourusername I JUST SAW SABRINA CARPENTRR!!! It was amazing!! Definitely recommend the ‘emails I can’t send’ Tour!! Now on to the Formula 1 season!! (Yes there is red for Ferrari)

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Bsfuser I was there too!! (There wasn’t enough room in the dump cause she wanted more Sabrina…😔)

Yourusername it’s nothing personal, I just love her more���

User5 congratulations on getting into F1!!

User6 So happy that you got to see Sabrina!!

User7 Gorgeous girlssss

User8 My little secrets!!

User9 always red

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Y/npriv travel photo dumpppppp, here we come Miami!!

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NotLivieR I feel honours to get to see you race and travel with you my queen 👑

Y/npriv wow I feel honours from hearing that from Olivia friking Rodrigo. Thanks for the featur on the new albummmmm

Bsfuser We’re hot

Y/npriv yes we are

Friend1 Thanks for taking me with youuu!!

Y/npriv no problem my child😙

Friend2 momma, My friend is famous

Y/npriv stawp it

Sisteruser And why wasn’t I invited!?

Y/npriv you know why

Friend3 Good luck! And it was an amazing trip!!

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Yourusername Miami race wknd dumppp

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Alexandrasaintmleux beauty

User10 No Sabrina for once?? This is revolutionary!!

User11 Wait is that Olivia Rodrigo???

User12 Yes! They are really good friends! She also features on one of her songs!

User13 I am so jealous of her and her friendships

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Y/npriv I JUST MET SABRINA CARPENTER!!!!!!

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Bsfuser AAAAAHHHH

Friend1 ONGOMGOMG

Friend2 A HUG!?!? I JUST KNOW YOU ARE FREAKING OUT!!

Friend3 How do you have so many shoes?

Y/nPriv I am a women with priority’s

Sisteruser OMG!!!

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Liked by SabrianCarpenter and 825.826 others

Yourusername Last race of the season… thank you all so much for this amazing season, I am very happy that I get to come back next year, and congratulations to max on the championship!! Now on to a break with lots of training and some other things…!

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User1 Other things???

User2 So happy we get to see you again next season!!

User3 I feel like there isn’t going to be a post where Sabrina isn’t in…

User4 Have a nice break!!

User5 What a great season!

User6 I’m curious to see if anything changes grid wise next year!

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Liked by SabrinaCarpenter and 924.725 others

Yourusername Thank you so much to Olivia for taking me with you to the Hitmakers Viraity event! It was amazing! My best friend won an award, I got to meet amazing people, and I got to meet Sabrina!!!!!!

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SabrinaCarpenter It was really nice meeting you too!

OliviaRodrigo Thanks for being my plus one!

ConanGray you should come to these things more often you, make them more exiting

User7 She must be freaking about about the Sabrina interaction!

User8 We love a supportive bsf!

User9 wait aren’t like Olivia and Sabrina fighting or smth?

User10 No! They both dated the same boy and wrote the songs but then they dueted and now they are friends!

Autheur yes I am delusional

User11 I love that she went with Olivia!!

User12 She looks so hot…

User13 I’m in love

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SabrinaCarpenter started following you

SabPriv send you a following request

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Y/nPriv sooo, that happened…

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SabPriv I feel honoured

Y/nPriv shut up

Bsfuser WHAT DID I MISS??

Y/nPriv A LOT!!

Friend1 OH????

Friend2 So you went on a date with SABRINA CARPENTER?? HOW ATE YOU OKAY?????

Friend3 SO HAPPY GIRL YOU!!

Friend4 Girls night asap!!

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Liked by NotLivieR and 132 others

Y/nPriv Vacay dumppp, also I turned her into a Ferrari girl. What a beauty

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NotLivieR What a cuties

Bsfuser I’m beginning to think she is stealing you away from me

SabPriv I am

Friend1 Hotties

Friend2 sooo when do I get to meet her?

Friend3 I now understand your obsession with her

Friend4 soooooo, any songs about you… (IM SO HAPPY FOR YALL!!)

Sisteruser pls tell her I love her

SabPriv I love you toooooo

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Liked by OliviaRodrigo and 1.073.272 others

Yourusername vacation dump, had some training, had an AMAZING vacation and had god company😉

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OliviaRodrigo Have an AMAZING vacation!!

User1 SOFT LAUNCH??

User2 MORE INPORTENT WLW SOFT LAUNCH!!!

User3 HOTHOTHOTHOTHOTHO

User4 Once again no Sabrina… I think she has been kidnapped…

User5 I aspire to be her when I grow up

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Liked by Laufey and 989.937 others

Yourusername First race of the season! Wow what does it feel good to be back! Also P1 on the first race! Already an amazing start!!

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Charles_Leclerc Congratulations on P1!

Laufey SO PROUD!!!

User6 Amazing!

User7 Always knew women are suppose to be in f1!!

User8 Again with the soft launch???

User9 🎵🎶no sabrinaaa🎶🎵

User10 The fold up chair is so iconic

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Liked by SabrinaCarpenter and 1.121.132 others

Yourusername What great yo see you again Miami!! So happy to be back here!

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User11 The blue is beautiful!!

User12 Who’s the blonde girl??

User13 What a race!

User1 The bows are so cute!!

User2 the race suits and merch are all so good and then you have the car……

User3 what if the girl is Sabrina…?

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Liked by vogue and 1.826.826 others

Yourusername My lovely, beautiful, talented, extraordinary, amazing girlfriend everyone!!

Comments are limited

SabrianCarpenter I LOVE YOUUU!!!

Taylorswift couple goals

OliviaRodrigo So happy for you guys!!

Laufey Cuties!

Alexandrasaintmleux Double date when??

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Liked by SabrinaCarpenter and 1.243.524 others

Yourusername Everyone go stream Short ‘n Sweet!! quick!!!

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Author Also just pretend that all the ‘he’s’ in the songs are ‘she’s’

SabrinaCarpenter and while you do that go watch this beauty racing fast cars!!

User4 They are the defenition of Barbie and Ken (if Ken is a girl)

User5 The fact that juno and bed chem are about her……..

User6 Does she taste you?? (I’m so sorry)

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Liked by TaylorSwift and 1.627.244 others

Yourusername My lovely Sabrina is touring!! Go get your tickets before they are all gone!! That way you can watch this beauty perform her amazing songs!!

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User7 the fact that she gets in to the millions likes when Sabrina is in the post is so funny😂

User8 WOWOWOWOWOWOOWOW

User9 I now understand you Y/n, I also would be obsessed with her for years and then manifesting her

User0 so jealous that you get to see her for free

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Liked by SabrinaCarpenter and 1.143.635 others

Yourusername An appreciation post for sabrinaaaa

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User10 hottest couple ever

User11 They are the cutest!

User12 Sabrina carpenter, the women you are…

User13 Y/n Y/l/n, the women you are…

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At the last part I got kind of lazy so I made it shorter hope y’all don’t mind!

[avaf00rd]

Behind the scenes

Leah Williamson x matildas!reader

Tiny little blurb I wrote last minute as I rewatched the show

“Hello you” you grinned as you opened the front door, a smiley Leah behind it with her large suitcase and England hoodie on. The Disney plus camera crew behind you. Pretending as if Leah had just gotten home from England camp and you hadn’t seen her yet. Well she had, about an hour ago though.

You grabbed the suitcase from her hand, and pulled her in from her other free wrist, placing a short kiss on her lips and hugging her tight. “How was it?” You asked excitedly whilst you both made your way to your living room.

“Yeah really good, great to see everyone” your girlfriend explained to you leaning against the large book case near your couch. “Plane was quicker than I thought though, only like an hour and a half”

The camera still following both of you “oh yeah wow that’s not bad at all”

“Suppose I had it a bit better than you travel wise” she chuckled, folding her arms now. Nothing to your 20 hours of travel to and from Australia for your own international camp.

“Certainly” you laughed back with Leah.

“Ladies that was actually really great for a first take so we probably won’t need to do that again. We’ll now just get you both on the couch so we can talk to you both” one of the members of the camera said, holding a clip board and directing his crew to your living room

Leah sat down on the shared couch with you following suit behind. Plopping down next to your girlfriend as she put an arm around you, legs intertwined at the end of the couch.

“You guys wanna stay like this for the clips?-“

“Yes” you nodded fast, as people in the room laughed at your certainty.

“Leah can you tell me a bit about y/n. Like how she is as a person but also a teammate?” The same man asked from behind the camera. They would get her answers and these shots for the docu-series.

It be out on Disney plus just months before the World Cup begins, to help Australia get more of an insight into their team and the players

Leah looked down at you, as you shot her a smile before she started “y/n is such a hard worker. I’ve never met anyone like her. Very funny person to have a laugh with…or laugh at” she nodded

You rolled your eyes “saw that coming”

Leah did one of her wide smiles where her cheeks would go so high and her nose would scrunch up which made you melt completely, “so leading onto that she’s a bit clumsy”

“Not all the time” you mumbled

“Everyone at Arsenal calls her the princess though. Because she’s just the sweetheart of the team, who cares about her team so so much and we get to see that every day here in London” you smiled to yourself as you looked down at the couch while Leah spoke about you to the cameras

“Do you just completely hate this?” Leah laughed

“No keep going” you nodded, making her laugh. Leah often got the sense you got all flustered and embarrassed when she spoke about you so well, to other people when you are in the room.

“Y/n what’s it like getting to train each day and play games with your partner?” The producer asked me

“Yeah I’m extremely blessed, I would say, to be able to basically spend every hour of the day with her. And to put on the Arsenal badge and play for our fans with my favourite person is a bit of a win each weekend for me”

“We’re assuming you two meet through Arsenal?” He asked

“Yeah we met at Arsenal when I transferred back in 2019. And then I went on loan to Barca for a season, but then…yeah I came back-“

“And then y/n asked me out!” Leah cut you off with a grin

“Um okay it was kind of you” you looked up at her with a shake of your head.

“Kinda both of us in a way?” Leah shrugged to camera. Which you just shook your head, to said camera.

“They aren’t gonna understand that” you pointed with both arms to the camera, you and Leah now giggling. You both said a few more things they had asked you before the filming stopped.

“Thanks girls! We will see you tomorrow afternoon for more shots, have a great night, hope we didn’t take up too much of your time” a different lady had said now, as she helped her crew pack up some small equipment.

“Not at all!”

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Being one of the few people in your Matilda’s squad who had been apart of the team for over 11 years, you had been in quite a few scenes in the docu-series. Alongside Steph Catley, Sam Kerr, Caitlin Foord, and more. You got the opportunity to talk about your family’s background in the sport and growing up with the Matilda’s, as well as preparations to win the World Cup.

This morning you had done some scenes at the training centre for your club, along with Cait and Steph as you all talked about playing for Arsenal.

The cameras were with you once again, as Now Leah sat on a small picnic blanket in your local park, late afternoon, where you would often bring your dog, Denny, you were trying to get him to run with the ball at his fist like he was about to shoot.

Leah threw her head back laughing hysterically as you fell over your feet once again, tripping on your own dog, in another attempt to get him to play football. “It’s not going to work” she shouted

“He’ll do it Leah just wait!” You shouted back laughing as you kept trying. When you made it back to the picnic blanket, you did what you were asked to do by the crew which was talk about playing each other in the World Cup.

“I always say it but I really really hope both our teams make it to the final, but I don’t think I could handle versing you in a heated game like that”

“You do it all the time though. We’ve had so many heated games against each other”

“Yeah but a World Cup final though…Hopefully one of us will be out by then” Leah shrugged, looking at you from her position on the rug with her knees tucked to her chest

“Hopefully England” you shrugged back

“No I was joking. I hope both teams are” she laughed once again.

“I think the friendly coming up against England just before the World Cup should be good.” You said as Leah nodded “Most players who will be in the World Cup squad should hopefully be in there so we get a full feel of not just the other team but hopefully our own squads”

“Yeah for sure” Leah said

“I can sense you two have a small rivalry in your own house hold” someone’s behind the camera commented

“Mm I don’t know” Leah grinned as you just laughed

“You know it’s true”

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I’m pretty negative about fics like these that I write. Cause I hate this. But honestly it’s due to some of the recent think about my writing my inbox🫠🫠

So please. If you’re not a fan of it, click out of it!

Luv u all

[pixiesfz]

part 2 of this

moving on j.r x reader

plot: you are an adult now and move to Manchester

warnings: in this jill never played at Arsenal and also this has some heavy themes of SA and toxic relationships

Years later you had gotten out of your family home, earning enough money to fly out to Manchester and own your apartment, leaving your family behind.

You had healed.

You were openly out and had made many friends in the city. You sometimes went out to watch the soccer, men's or women’s. It gave you the comfort that reminded you of Jill.

You had seen her Instagram, your finger hovering over the follow button for far too long.

Career-wise your life had been doing amazing, all your singing writing as a teenager had paid off as you sold your songs off to famous singers and heard them sing them on stages.

You had recently finally settled into your apartment, just adding in a small detail here and there.

Your favourite part of owning your own home was the control you had, picking which sheets you used, choosing what paint color you would paint your bedroom walls, and finally choosing who you let in.

You never told your parents where exactly you were moving, you just said Europe and left.

You didn’t want them trying to control you in your own home.

It was about your fifth week in Manchester when you met Ellie, you were walking from a local furniture store with a rugged stool in your hand, you thought it wouldn’t be a hassle to walk but when he offered you two for the price of one you took it.

And now you couldn’t see where you were going.

Ellie was walking nearby and noticed your struggle immediately, walking over and offering to help you.

“I’m Ellie” she introduced herself once she placed the stool in front of your door

“Y/N” you smiled before looking at the door and then back to the older girl “Would you like to come in?” you asked, a blush roaming over your cheeks.

Ellie nodded “Yeah I would like that”, you nodded back before opening the door for both of you as you placed the stools down nearby.

You had swapped numbers that night, an obvious connection being created as you saw each other more.

You had created some friends in your workplace, sharing fun ideas with each other and sharing stories.

“You and Ellie are so perfect it’s like a movie” Olivia gushed as you told her how she brought you flowers last night. “I know, she’s amazing” you laughed, placing your papers down.

“It’s good being able to love in person, not behind a door” you told her and she nodded, already knowing about your past life when you lived with your parents.

“I’m happy for you”.

You had been so infatuated with Ellie that you never heard of the news of Jill’s move to Manchester City from Wolfsburg. Personally you were following Manchester United but Ellie was big on City so when she dragged you to a Manchester derby you were a tad bit excited.

You had also invited Olivia and her husband to come with you as you all sat down in the stands. The game was starting soon as you cheered for the girls in red, you knew they would most likely lose from how good you heard City were doing but you still had hope.

Jill had walked out onto the field, shaking her hands to rid of her nerves, she craned her neck round after before shaking her legs, a small ritual she did as she walked onto the ground.

There wasn’t a big crowd today, due to the earlier game time but she didn’t mind, usually, when she played in small games she was more aware of all her options.

You were watching the united girls warm up in front of you, joining into chants here and there, your girlfriend refusing to sing the chants with you.

“Oh C’mon babe just one” you whined, pulling out your finger to represent the number “You sing a city one then” she shot back and you shook your head “Only if you sing united”

“Ok what about Roord, she’s my favourite player” your girlfriend said and your skin went pale.

“Roord?” you question and your girlfriend smiled “yeah Jill, she plays for your international team, I’ll teach you all about soccer babe it’s fine”

You reached your head around to see the City girls and there she was.

She was taller, her hair was blonder and she was still as gorgeous as ever, Jill.

Your Jill.

You choked on your water, throwing a thumbs up when Olivia’s husband asked if you were okay.

When the game started you couldn’t keep your eyes off of her, fortunately, Ellie was too into the game to notice your very obvious stare at the Dutch player.

When the game ended 2-0 City’s way you watched as your girlfriend ran back to the stands to grab a pen.

Jill had started her lap around the oval, deciding to go do it herself instead of with Kerstin because she didn’t want to stand through another lovey-dovey conversation between her and her girlfriend.

You had been talking to someone behind you when she heard a Dutch accent, being intrigued to find a Dutch person at a game but when she looked up to you she was frozen, ignoring the fans calling her name.

“Y/N?”

You turned around from the sound of your name only to be met with the eyes that you fell in love with years ago.

“Y/N?” another voice popped up and you turned your head to your girlfriend who had knocked her head in the direction of Jill.

“Oh, Ellie uhm- “

“Do you want that signed?” Jill asked, directing her hand to the City jersey Ellie held in her hands before she nodded

“How do you know my girlfriend?” Ellie asked before you looked at her weirdly, Jill also looking up with shock

“We went to the same school” Jill smiled dryly before passing back the shirt “Uh it was nice to see you,” Jill said to you before walking straight to the tunnel, skipping the rest of the fans.

You shared weird looks with all of your friends. Ellie’s eyes looking down at you. “Why did you never tell me you knew one of my favourite soccer players?”

You shrugged a fake laugh escaping your lips “I guess it just never came up.”

The car ride home was silent, Olivia and her husband left in an Uber from the game to go to her parents house, which left you and Ellie in the car alone.

Usually, this wouldn’t matter to you. You and Ellie are in the car together all the time.

This felt different. She hadn’t looked at you since you got in and her knuckles were turning white at the steering wheel.

“Ellie-“ “When you told me your parents found you with a girl once was it Jill?”

You were taken back from the question “Why does it matter?” you ask and she rolled her eyes “Was it?”

You scoffed “I don’t see how it’s any of your business but yes, yes it was”

You saw her knuckles turn even whiter as she turned into her apartment. A pit forms in your stomach “Can you drop me home to mine?” you ask and she turns to you “It’s late y/n, you know I don’t like driving at night”

You pursed your lips nodding “alright” you said and got out of the car.

You decided to shed some light on the situation as you went in “Do you want to watch some Netflix, you can pick a show and I’ll make popcorn” You smiled and Ellie nodded, a slight smile on her lips as she kissed your cheek and made her way into her bedroom.

“That’s not the living room!” you joke but you hear no reply.

Once you finally finished the popcorn you walked into the living room to see no Ellie “Ellie c’mon housewives is on!” You yell out to your girlfriend who finally comes back in with black trousers on, she looks a bit blushed but you ignore it.

“hey” she smiled at you before sitting next to you “What were you doing in your room for so long?” you asked softly and she shrugged “Got distracted on my phone I guess” she shrugged and you nodded

Minutes later your fatigue started to take control of you as you rolled to the pillow next to you, Ellie watching with a smirk.

“I have a surprise for you” she whispered and you hummed “What is it?” you asked and she smiled up against your ear before kissing your neck gently “Here”.

You pushed away when she pressed her body against your back and you felt it. She must have put it on whilst she was in her room.

You just wanted to have a rest on the couch “Not tonight El” you told her, taking her hand and kissing it gently.

But Ellie didn’t seem to like that idea because she pressed harder against you “please I just want you so bad”

You shook your head “I’m not that into it tonight” You shrugged and tried to sit up but your girlfriend's arms pushed you back down before she hovered over you.

You panicked “What are you doing?”

“I want you,” she said and started kissing your neck as you tried to push her away but instead, she grabbed your hands and pulled them above you “Stop fighting it you wanted it last week”

“Get off me,” you told her, now using your legs but they were no use as she sat on your lap “Ellie stop-“

You were silenced as her palm hit your face “Shut up”

“I’m going to fuck you and you are going to like it”.

[lotstradamus]

do you have some favourite go-to recipes? i would love any of your recommendations!! xx

we eat the same few things on rotation in our house, as I do all the cooking, and I like a) one-pot meals, and b) pasta, preferably. most of these are fairly low effort but you get a lot of bang for your buck flavour-wise, and they're endlessly customisable!

also, listen, I don't do measurements. follow your heart and taste as you go.

the tiktok viral baked feta pasta from like 4 years ago ingredients: plum or cherry tomatoes, a block of feta (or boursin if you're feeling flush), garlic, pasta optional extras: spinach, cannellini beans, chili crisp recipe: whack your tomatoes, sliced garlic, and olive oil in a big dish. nestle your feta in there. I like to add a tin of drained cannellini beans at this point to bulk it out/cut down on the pasta/make the texture confusing, but you don't have to. stick it in the oven at like 180-200C for half an hour ish. after half an hour boil your pasta. retrieve your oven dish, stir everything up to desired consistency (I'm a chunk girl). you can add spinach while you do this for extra greenery, or a massive spoonful of chili crisp for heat and crunch, but it's good on its own. add the pasta and some pasta water if you need. voila. you simply cannot go wrong.

gochujang and hummus pasta ingredients: gochujang (this keeps forever in the fridge so it's a good kitchen investment), a tub of hummus, garlic, white onion, parm optional extras: parsley recipe: chop onion and garlic, sling them in a pan with butter and a splash of EVOO. when the onion is sufficiently sweaty and nice, add a dollop of gochujang (the bigger the dollop the spicier the end result) and stir it all in, followed by the whole tub of hummus. boil the pasta. add the cooked pasta to the pan, along with some pasta water, a shit load of grated parm, and garnish with parsley. my friend sent me a vegan version of this recipe about a year ago and I've made the non-vegan version roughly once a week since. it is so fucking delicious. butter bean thing ingredients: butter beans, garlic, red onion, tomato paste, cream/double cream/greek yog, lemon, sourdough/nice crusty bread optional extras: parsley recipe: throw chopped garlic and onion in a pan with butter and EVOO and really let them sweat it out. add tinned butter beans WITH THE JUICE. yes, I know. add in a few good squirty piles of tomato paste and stir, then let it all heat through. at this point start toasting your crusty bread of choice because I ALWAYS forget until the end and then I'm rushed. I recommend splurging for the good bread, slathered with melty butter. add whatever creamy thing you have to hand (the og recipe I saw said double cream, but I usually have greek yoghurt in and that does the job) to the beans, along with some lemon juice, garnish with parsley if you like and serve. use the bread as a giant spoon. you are welcome.

sausage soup/stew? casserole?? ingredients: celery, white onion, carrot, sausage/s, cherry tomatoes, tinned tomatoes, chicken broth, parm optional extras: creamy thing of your choice, spinach, orzo recipe: dice the celery, carrot and onion (mirepoix!), and throw it in a big big big pot with some EVOO. now: I get a pack of nice sausages and either mash or chop them depending on how much energy I have, but if you live somewhere with a butcher or whatever you can save your mashing arm and just get ground sausage. throw in the ground, mashed, or chopped sausage and cook for a bit. follow with a tin of chopped tomatoes and chicken broth. I usually put in about a litre. chop the cherry toms and toss them in. follow with a load of grated parm. if you have any parm rinds, throw em in and leave it to bubble away. this doesn't sound like much but it is so good. the longer you leave it the more flavourful it will be! towards the end I like to add in whatever creamy thing is in the fridge (double cream, greek yog, milk), along with lots of chopped spinach and a cup of orzo to really bulk it up. we can happily live on this for DAYS, especially if we have leftover fancy crusty bread from the gochujang pasta. oh and remember to take out the parm rind.

thai chicken curryish ingredients: chicken (thigh/breast), garlic, ginger, yellow peppers, spring onion, cashew nuts, rice, coconut milk, chicken broth optional extras: sriracha, coriander recipe: I love this one cos it is SO quick and SOOOO easy. cut chicken into chunks and brown it in the pot. whip it back out and throw in the chopped garlic and ginger (I have a tube of ginger paste in the fridge cos WHO has the time?) with a big glug of EVOO, then a cup of rice. jasmine works, but I've also used risotto rice. toss in the chopped peppers, spring onion and cashew nuts (if I have the energy I'll chop the nuts, but you can put em in as-is), then add coconut milk (a tin's amount, be that an actual tin or some of the melted stuff that costs 1/4 of the price - thanks Asian supermarket!) and chicken broth. put the browned chicken back in, give it all a stir, cover it, and stick it in the oven for like 25ish mins. here’s the NYT recipe if you need liquid measurements/an actionable recipe that isn’t me riffing. (as always, 12ft.io/ in front of the address to bypass the paywall.) serve it with sriracha squirted all over it (HIGHLY RECOMMEND) and coriander if you like it.

delicious little rice waffle ingredients: leftover jasmine rice, chili crisp, an egg, kewpie mayonnaise, sesame oil, spring onion, A WAFFLE MAKER optional extras: furikake recipe: full disclosure, you need a little waffle maker for this. mix the rice with chili crisp, a little sesame oil, and egg yolk. dollop it into the waffle maker and cook. garnish with kewpie mayo, sliced spring onion and some furikake if you have it, or just toasted sesame seeds if you have those, or neither! delicious little spicy umami snack, my beloved.

tuna melt of dreams ingredients: you know what's in a tuna melt recipe: swap the butter on the outside of the bread for kewpie mayonnaise and thank me later.

ADDENDUM: this goes without saying for me but sadly I know it does not for everybody: SEASON YOUR FOOD WITH SALT. IT WON'T MAKE YOUR FOOD SALTY IT WILL MAKE IT DELICIOUS. COOK YOUR PASTA IN SALT. WHEN IN DOUBT, ADD SOME SALT. THANK YOU.

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I loved your high school sweethearts imagine and I was hoping if you could do that with Nate jacobs? But like Nate and the reader have 3 kids ( 2 boys 1 girl the girl being the youngest) and the reader is pregnant again with another boy so like the little girl is Nate’s little princess? :)

Till death do us part- Nate Jacobs x female reader

Spending your high school years in an off and on again relationship wasn’t how you would imagine high school to be. 7years later your best friend Lexi invites you to her engagement party, now the real question is are you and Nate still together?

Warnings: the reader and Nate having a bad relationship in high school, brief smut MDI (I needed it to set the beginning of the story), alcohol, mentions of Cal, toxic masculinity (for context wise Maddy didn’t date Nate in this) super fluffy Nate towards the end

A/N: aww thanks I’m glad that you loved high school sweethearts. I loved writing this, and it maybe a little bit self indulgent by having Lexi and Maddy being the reader’s best friends as they are my favourite characters. This is my first Euphoria fic so I hope that you enjoy it and I’ve done it justice. Sorry if some parts sound over British as I’m from the U.K. apologises for all spelling and grammatical mistakes as I’m super dyslexic, enjoy

You gasped for air rolling your eyes into the back of your head as Nate thrusted into you, moaning your name as he spilt his seed across your velvety walls.

You both panted as you recovered from your climax. Nate lifted his fingers brushing away the strands of hair that clutch to your forehead from the exhaustion you’ve just experienced. He pulled out of you, you both whimpered from the lack of contact.

“This shouldn’t happen again”

“Babe you say this every time”

You panted trying to regain your breath. Trying your hardest to regulate your breathing into a normal rhythm. Nate knew how to make you feel so good to the point that you were putty in his hands.

But you’ve been broken up for over 2 months you should allow yourself to move on but it’s hard when Nate narrows his eyes, locking you in his gaze swatting off all men that ever showed the slightest bit of interest in you.

You broke up for a reason as he was the biggest asshole you had ever met, he was controlling but yet you couldn’t let go. For Nate is a siren drawing you to your untimely death. With a face as pretty as his, he could make the grey thrashing waters appear blue and tranquil. One thing about Nate Jacobs was once you were under his spell it was impossible to escape.

“I mean it Nate, we’re supposed to be over. I can’t move on when you scare off every man who shows me the slightest bit of attention. I’m not yours anymore you have to let me go” you sighed, allowing your head to slump into the plush pillow of your bed. Pinching the bridge of your nose, praying that he actually got the message this time, not continuing this nauseating game of cat and mouse which had been happening for weeks with you always ending up underneath him.

“Babe..” his head nuzzled into the crook of your neck, his arms wrapped protectively over your body. Almost chaining you to the spot, limiting your movements, hoping to silence your following words.

“Nate I mean it. Please you’re going to have to let me go-“ your words were cut short by Nate throwing you out of his embrace, as if your body was a poison that burnt him to touch. He scurried around your room collecting his clothes from the heap on the floor , as when you were both deeply in the throes of lust to care where they ended up, you just needed the clothes off your body as soon as possible.

Nate made a point of crashing his foot upon the wooden floorboards with each step he took, over exaggerating how pissed off he truly was. Like a toddler throwing a temper tantrum.

His eyes couldn’t bare to look at yours, his jaw clenched so tightly together that a vein pulsed on the side of his forehead.

He said nothing as he exited your room, the only sound that broke the deafening silence was the loud slam of your door. You flinched upon hearing the loud slam and the rattle of the metal hinges, he slammed it with such ferocity you were amazed that your door was still in tack.

Safe to say that Nate got the message, he was finally going to leave you alone. You could finally move on, you wanted this right? So why does your heart feel like it’s crumbling into tiny pieces? Why are tears pouring down your face? And why do you feel empty, so incredibly empty and alone?

Y/N: I finally did it, he got the message. I can’t help but feel like I’ve made a mistake

Maddy: honey no, you haven’t made a mistake Nate Jacobs is a toxic asshole. He should of treated you right but he never did, it’s his loss to loose such an amazing person

Lexi: Y/N I agree with Maddie, don’t you ever let him make you feel like this was a mistake. You deserve way better and you can do way better

Y/N: why do I feel like this is a mistake though? I still love him and girls this hurts, this really fucking hurts

Lexi: oh Y/N :( I know it’s hard but you will get through this. I’ll be there in 5

Y/N: Lexi I can’t ask you to do that as you’re going on a date with Fez tonight

Lexi: too late I’m on my way, my girl needs me

Maddy: I’ll be there in 15, Ive snuck a bottle of my parents wine

Y/N: I love you guys so much <;3

The rest of the weekend was spent either pouring your heart out to your two friends, while Maddy continued to pour you drinks to help numb the pain. The pain didn’t lessen as each drink only made the hot tears come down like a torrential down pour. You couldn’t talk without your words becoming slurred by the overwhelming grief you felt for knowing that Nate is officially out of your life, but also from the copious amount of booze Maddy was supplying you with.

The two girls nodded sympathetically when they were needed to be, swigging back the bottle to try to conceal their true emotions about the situation. They were secretly overjoyed that you and that toxic asshole were no more.

They reassured you that it was the best thing to do, Lexi allowing you to curl up on your bed with your head in her lap. She stroked your hair, telling you that it was okay, not caring that your tears was dampening her jeans.

By the following Saturday the two were able to convince you to go to a party, claiming that this is the perfect way to finally get over him.

“Oh my fucking god! Y/N you look stunning!” Maddy gasped as you entered her bedroom, wearing her pastel blue dress , it just about covered your ass and boobs. But then again Maddy wouldn’t wear anything that left anything to the imagination, but if you have even an ounce of the confidence Maddy exudes you would too.

She wondered towards you and sprayed your whole body with a bottle of perfume , you had to take a step back as the floral smell was making you light headed. She moved your chin with her index finger admiring her handy work, she did the most intricate blue eyeliner with stick on pearls to truly accentuate your eyes.

“You look so hot” Maddy smirk lifting a shot glass full of clear liquid to your face. Weakly smiling as you shot back the glass that felt like it could have been filled with straight ethanol from your visceral reaction.

She whipped her phone out from her right pocket, holding you close to her as she angled her phone to capture you both in the most flattering angle. Maddie pouted her lips tilting her head to face yours, so unsure what to do in this situation that you followed precisely what Maddy did. She posted the photo on her story adding a caption saying “single and ready to mingle”

You reposted the photo on your story and not even a second after posting you swiped up out of curiosity to see who had viewed your story, straight away you saw

@nate.jacobs has viewed your story. Rolling your eyes, you threw your phone in your purse. Ready to forget about him for the night.

“You look amazing y/n” Lexi smiled bringing you into her embrace, her arms wrapped tightly around you.

“Thanks lex you too”

“Lex told me about you and Nate, I’m sorry about that. He’s an asshole and I have no problem punching him again if you need to” fez offered as he patted you on the shoulder. His jaw clenched as he said Nate’s name, swallowing down the anger he has for him.

“Thanks fez, as much as I’d love to see him with a bloodied nose again, I don’t think that will be necessary-“

As you finished your sentence it dwindled away into thin air as you locked eyes with Nate, who had his arm tightly wrapped around the shoulders of Cassie. When his eyes met yours, he placed a kiss to Cassie’s temple, as if to wound you for wounding him. He quickly looked away as they both walked towards the kitchen to search for something to drink.

You felt your body shaking in a mixture of anger and despair. Every mussel in your body strained as you were trying to contain yourself from punching Nate yourself.

Fuck you Nate Jacobs!

“Y/N are you okay-“

“Lex did you know?”

“No I didn’t Y/N I swear, I’m so sorry” Lexi desperately called after you but it was too late, as you slammed the front door behind you.

You leant against the side of the house, letting the tears you’ve been holding in slide down your face. You didn’t want to give Nate the satisfaction of seeing you cry.

It was a mistake you showing up tonight

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Y/N it’s me Lexi, I firstly want to apologise for losing contact with you after graduation. It was hard with you moving to college and I was dealing with Fez’s arrest and the death of ash. But I saw your mom when I was grocery shopping and she gave me your new number. Me and Fez got engaged, can you believe it? He proposed last week at this fancy restaurant. I wanted to invite you to our engagement party this Saturday. You can bring a plus one if you’re dating someone, I can’t wait to see you as I miss you.

“Who’s that babe?”

“Lexi just texted me, she’s inviting us to her and Fez’s engagement party this Saturday”

“Are you sure that’s a good idea? She’s not exactly my biggest fan” Nate sighed, as he sunk down the couch beside you. Placing his hand on your thigh, rubbing soft circles on the fleshy part of your thigh. He chewed his lip as he was overthinking about every possible way this party could end in disaster.

You were the only one who could vouch that he wasn’t the same Nate Jacobs he was in high school. While they were all left with the bitter taste of his name in their mouths, despising the person he once was.

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“Y/N you coming to the graduation party?” Maddy asked, readjusting her cap that tilted to the side of her head, slightly messing up her perfectly styled curls.

“100%”

“Great come to mine for 8, Lexi and I are pregaming before our final ever high school party” Maddie squealed in excitement over the big day, you both are finally going to leave East Highland behind. She pressed her glossed lips on your cheek before running off to get some more pictures before the school kicked you out.

“Y/N can we talk?”

Your body stiffened momentarily, your nostrils flared as you forced yourself to breathe. Rolling your eyes as you prepared yourself to engage in conversation with the one person who you really didn’t want to speak to right now.

“I don’t have anything to say to you” you sighed, not even turning your back to look at him

“Y/N please?” Nate’s voice quivered as he was trying to compose his emotions. He was having an internal battle, he wanted to get on his knees begging for you to hear him out, but his dismissive tough outer exterior was telling him to run away to save his pride.

You turned around to face him, you could feel your eyes prick with tears as you look deep into his.

“What did you want to say?” You tried your damn hardest to sound cold with a dash of hostility, but looking in his eyes opened that part of your heart that you tried to kill. The part of your heart that still loves him. Looking into his deep hazel eyes it brought back all the emotions you tried to suppress.

Nate took a deep breath and swallowed down all the negative thoughts that tried to sway him from confessing how he truly feels. It’s hard when you’ve grew up with an emotionally absent, extremely toxic farther, that it’s hard to express your true emotions. His farther taught him how to only express anger, that men don’t allow themselves to cry, men speak with their fists or with their dicks. Cal was so heavily blinded by toxic masculinity that he couldn’t see the effect it has on his own son, or that he simply didn’t care. The most “love” he ever received from his dad was a pat on his back after he won a football game.

“I’m sorry” he pressed his lips into a thin line, closing his eyes to contain his tears. He felt his breathing hitch, being emotionally vulnerable felt uncomfortable that every part of him was screaming at him not to continue further. But he pushed all this down for you, he loves you and he can’t picture a life where you’re not in it.

“Nate I-“

“Please let me speak, I need to say this now otherwise it will eat me alive till the day I die” Nate choked back a sob as he forced these words out of his mouth.

You looked at him with confusion, you’ve never seen Nate in your whole relationship being so vulnerable as he is right now. You nodded your head, holding your breath awaiting what he had to say.

“I’m truly sorry Y/N. I truly fucked up, I have no excuse for the way I treated you. I can see you walking out of my life and I’m scared, I love you and I’m scared that you hate me. I won’t blame you if you do, I don’t deserve you, you were always too good for me. Ever since I called the cops on my dad, I realised that I’m turning into my worst fear, I’m turning into him. I hurt you so badly and I can’t even look at myself in the mirror. My dad was a worthless piece of shit, I believed that I had to grow in his shadow, I had to be the man he wanted me to be, so I hurt those I love because I’m so used to anger that I don’t know how to express how I feel about you. But I do love you, I love the sound of your laugh, I love waking up next to you, I love how you can make this shitty world okay” Nate’s body convulsed as each sob coursed through his body.

He couldn’t hold his tears back anymore as they slid down his face, he buried his face within his hands, hiding the tears from you. He felt a small sense of humiliation about you seeing him like this, he could hear his father’s voice ringing through his ears telling him how pathetic he was for shedding a single tear. But he didn’t care as right now he could possibly lose the love of his life forever and that scared him more than any tears would.

You looked at him with concern as your heart broke to see him so fragile, his body shaking as his hands muffled the series of ‘please don’t leave me, I love you” escaping from his lips. In your whole relationship you have never seen Nate cry, to the point that you believed that he was incapable of feeling such intense sorrow. In this moment in time you saw the fragile broken side of him that never sees the light of day.

Yes he broke your heart but you still loved him, humanity in itself is never black and white, we’re all intricate human beings with flaws and scars and Nate was no exception to this. He was flawed and broken but he also made you feel like you were the most beautiful person whenever his eyes fell upon you, how he could make all of your problems slip away into thin air whenever you were wrapped in his warm embrace.

Fuck you still loved him!, you were willing to give him a second chance. Sure there’s a lot to work upon to have even an ounce of what you once had, but if Nate was serious about what he had just said he’d gladly put in the work.

“Baby” you called out to him, just as you expected he remained where he was, still trembling with his face buried within his hands.

You stepped towards him and gently peeled back his hands to reveal his tear stained face. He looked at you with his eyes filled heavy with a deep sadness. You wiped away a hot tear that fell down his cheek with your thumb, placing a kiss where the tear used to be.

“Okay, you fucked up badly. You hurt me, but I can’t help but love you. Even when my heart was breaking I still loved you. When I once drunkenly told you that I couldn’t imagine a future without you in it, I still mean every word. But baby if we’re going to work I need you to prove to me that you’d never hurt me this badly again because my heart can’t take another heart break. I want to give us another chance, but please promise me baby that you will do anything to make us work again?”

“I will I promise, I love you Y/N. Thank you, I don’t deserve you” he weakly chuckled as new tears flooded down his cheek. He gently kissed your forehead, as he pulled you into his arms, inhaling your perfume that he had missed for it was the only thing in his life that brought him any form of comfort.

“Don’t make me regret this baby” you whispered

“I would rather die than to ever make that happen” he whispered back to you, placing another tender kiss against your forehead. Smiling for the first time in days that the love of his life was finally back in his arms.

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Lexi sighed as she got Fez to rearrange the silver banner which read ‘happy engagement’ for what felt like the hundredth time.

“A little to your left Fez, it’s still off centre” she groaned, massaging the stress out of her temples.

“Look angel , no one is going to care if the banner isn’t exactly central” Fez groaned, his back is aching from arching it to place the banner exactly where his fiancé wanted it.

“Why don’t you get yourself a glass of rosé and try to relax?” He soothed, massaging her shoulders that became raised from her over thinking. He kissed the side of her cheek as he felt her shoulders release.

“I know, it’s just that I want tonight to be perfect, everyone will be here. Plus Y/N will be here who I haven’t seen in forever, sorry babe it’s just that it’s been a lot of stress for me” she pouted, chewing on the inside of her cheek from overthinking the entire party.

“I know angel, but trust me tonight is going to be great. And fuck it if it’s not for I’m finally engaged to the hottest woman I have ever met who made me the luckiest man in the entire world” Fez smiled as he turned Lexi to look at him, he lifted her head to look at him as he brought her Into a passionate kiss.

“I love you” Lexi breathed after she had to pull away from the lack of oxygen to her lungs

“I love you too”

The two lovers were interrupted by a loud knock at the door, the person behind the door was growing impatient by the second as the door was rattling against its hinges.

Lexi rolled her eyes, growing more frustrated by the person’s persistence. When she opened the door she was met by her sister wearing a skin tight baby pink dress, barely covering her ass.

“Wow Cas you look good?” Lexi stuttered upon seeing her older sister so dolled up, Lexi snickered as she joked, “dressing for anyone special?”

“Nate could be here” Cassie smirked as she soothed down the limiting fabric of her dress

“Excuse me?”

“Last thing I heard was that Y/N dated Nate in college, if by some miracle that they’re still together, I’ll show him what he’s been missing” Cassie stated, as she flipped her blonde hair over her shoulders making a beeline for the kitchen for something to drink.

Fez noticed how Cassie flounced in here without acknowledging the two hosts or why the party was arranged in the first place. He rolled his eyes as he brought his beer to his lips.

“Remind me why you invited her?”

“She’s my sister, plus she’s delusional that Nate will be here” Lexi groaned also rolling her eyes, they say that you can’t choose your family but it’s moments like this that Lexi wish that she could

Plus her sister was full of shit, there was no way that you would ever give Nate Jacobs a second chance right?

As more guest arrived they all congratulated the happy couple and wished them both a lifetime of happiness.

Rue stood in the corner listening to Kat as she told her about her newest work in progress. Rue is gladly 7 years sober from all substances, she’s done so well that she now helps out at the local clinics that once saved her life. Rue rarely dated after her relationship with Jules, needing to find her feet and especially within her sobriety. She had finally healed the relationship with her mom and younger sister.

Kat on the other hand became a successful author, writing about steamy erotic stories which soon made her the best selling author of that genre. Fans go wild over her books, claiming her to be the queen of smut. Kat finally found the confidence she thought that she lost in herself and for once was truly happy in her skin.

Ethan spent a large majority of the party catching up with Lexi as he just came back from tour. Unsurprisingly Ethan found his love of acting through being in Lexi’s iconic play. He studied at Juilliard where he became an up and coming Broadway talent, he recently came off tour with Dear Evan Hansen and was happy to be home for a few days. Though he has been avoiding Kat all throughout the party like the plague, some wounds will never heal.

Jules arrived to the party with Kat who were still good friends and kept in touch regularly. Jules became a therapist helping queer and trans kids, she became an activist for trans rights and in result gained a huge Instagram following. Jules used what she went through in the past to help those she can, believing that no one should experience the trauma she had faced alone.

Cassie stood leaning against the wall watching the door like a hawk, every few minutes readjusting her hair or applying another layer of

Gloss, determined that Nate was going to walk through that door. Lexi and Cassie’s relationship was rocky, but for the sake of the family Lexi invited her here tonight.

Lexi felt her heart drop as she checked the time on her phone, you were officially an hour late. The guilt started to eat her alive as she twirled the pretty diamond ring that laid upon her finger. She drummed her fingers against her thigh trying to relieve her anxiety that was raging through her body. Her brain went into overdrive, imagining all the ways that you probably hate her for loosing touch. She kept on staring at the wooden frame praying for it to knock at any second.

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“Okay you can choose one toy each” Nate stated at Harrison, Noah and Lilly who were sat crossed legged on the floor of their playroom with multiple toys strewn around the room.

“But daddy Rosie needs Daisy” Lilly pouted as she held up two princess dolls from the same set, she gave Nate her best puppy dog eyes and quivered her bottom lip.

It took Nate less than five seconds to cave into Lilly’s cute pouting face which made his heart melt. Nate swears that she gets it from her mother. Lilly truly was Nate’s little princess and dangerously he was wrapped around her little finger.

“Fine” Nate sighed “only two”

The three kids let out a laughter of glee as they reached for another toy.

“Are you ready to go?” You asked resting your head in the crook of Nate’s neck, wrapping your arms around him pulling him closer to you. It must be your hormones or Nate’s irresistible nature that made this pregnancy resulting in yourself to be attached to his hip, you became more clingier but Nate found that adorable. Especially when you pouted at him if he hasn’t given you enough affection, Nate wouldn’t change it for the world for he had the life he dreamt about, a beautiful wife and 3 happy healthy children with one more on the way

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Lexi felt her heart flew out of her chest when she heard a knock at the door. She squealed loudly as she passed her glass to Fez, who was looking at his fiancé with a bewildered expression from her sudden outburst. Her body shaking with delight as she practically launched herself at the door.

Maddy saw Lexi’s commotion and quickly followed suit with her face beaming over the thought of seeing you again.

“I missed you-“

The two women’s eyes grew wide as they looked at your stomach that was carrying your fourth child. Lexi cupped her hands over her mouth and squealed again in delight.

“Congratulations Y/N who’s the lucky guy?”

“My husband-“

“Oh my god! You’re married?” Maddy smiled as she wrapped her arms around you in a tight hug, but not tight enough as she was weary of your bump. Maddy was overjoyed that you are finally in a healthy relationship ever since the shit show her and Lexi had to endure in high school, the two were so used to seeing you in tears with a broken heart. It warms her heart that you look happier and you were practically glowing, pregnancy really did suit you.

Lexi shared the same feeling of elation for you but she was momentarily sad when she found out that you were married, not that she wasn’t happy for you but she wished that she could of been their to celebrate your big day with you. Well at least you can now attend hers.

3 kids came running up behind you, your twins Harrison are Noah were 7 while Lilly was 5. Lexi and Maddy waved at the three kids, gushing about how cute they were and how much they all looked like their mom. Both women were crouched down listening intently as each kid introduced their toys to them, laughing as Lexi and Maddy shook their hands and welcomed the extra guests to the party.

When Maddy looked up to you, her smiled faltered as she choked on the air overcome with shock from who just appeared and placed a kiss on your cheek. Lexi looked at Maddie eyes wide with confusion till she turn to look in the same direction, Lexi rapidly started blinking not fully processing what she’s just witnessed.

You and Nate Jacobs were still together! Not only that but you were married to him with kids.

None of the pieces were adding up in their heads, they were completely baffled by the entire encounter. Last time they saw you, you were crying over him hating him for breaking your heart. So what the hell has changed for you to look totally infatuated by him?

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After you graduated from university Nate proposed with a beautiful delicate diamond ring. Saying that you were the love of his life and the only one for him.

You both had a small private wedding reserved for only close family and friends, for you wanted your big day to be spent with those who you loved. You did wish that Lexi and Maddy could be there but you all loss contact so it was impossible to contact them.

You both moved far away from LA as possible, both wanting a fresh start and especially when Cal was allegeable for parole. Nate wanted to be far away from him as possible, especially a few months after the wedding you fell pregnant with twins. Nate wanted to live somewhere safe with his family and to be the farther he never got to your twins (and Lilly who came two years later and baby Jamie who is now on the way).

He became a football coach at the local high school and you worked in the art department. It was sweet that you both worked in the same place which meant that you could have cute lunch dates together away from your kids as much as you loved them.

Nate was a great farther he was nothing like his dad, he was kind and patient. Completely different to his former high school self, where he didn’t know how to communicate his emotions. They built up inside of him till it came out into this fiery rage that could make anyone’s blood run cold, so unused to feel love so when he felt it he felt like he needed to push them away as he believed he was unworthy of feeling such a thing.

Seeing the way he was acting was hurting you, the love of his life. Watching you nearly walk out of his life was the worst pain he had ever felt, it felt suffocating, like every part of him was breaking. That he knew he had to change, and he wanted to change if it meant that he could keep you in his life.

Yes it was hard for him to begin with but he slowly let down his guard, the one his farther installed in him to make him ‘more of a man’ even though it made him seem cold. He started to let you in, he started to communicate about his feelings rather than to wait till they reached boiling point.

Nate was a doting husband, he brought you flowers every Friday and hires a sitter just so you two can have your regular date nights. He loved you with all his heart and never missed an opportunity to show that to you. You were both finally happy. —————————————————————————-

“I can’t believe he’s changed?” Lexi exclaimed lifting her glass to her lips, still in complete shock over what she’s just heard.

“I love you Y/N but he was a dick in high school I’m having a hard time believing that he’s such a loving husband” Maddy added watching in amazement as Nate sat with his children on the floor. Laughing with them and joining in their make believe game, watching as Lilly giggled with glee as her dad gently kissed her on the cheek.

“I know if I wasn’t married to him I’d have a hard time believing that too. But I truly couldn’t ask for a better husband, the smallest things make me nauseous nowadays. So Nate now carries water, mints and ginger tea incase I need it”

“Stop it that is too cute” Maddie gasped.

Both her and Lexi shared a look, maybe they were both wrong about Nate Jacobs? Seeing you so content ,watching how good he is with the kids and how he looks at you like you are the most beautiful girl in the world (which caused Cassie to roll her eyes and huff in annoyance seeing how in love with you he was). Nate Jacobs was your perfect match.

“So Y/N I wanted to ask if you would be my maid of honour at my wedding”

“Oh my god Lexi, yes I will” you smiled as you quickly pulled her into a warm embrace.

“I need my best friend there on my big day and it wouldn’t be the same without you”

They say that the best love is fast and intense, maybe that was true to your high school self. But the true, real kind of love was consistent and giving, forever holding onto that initial spark. Now you know exactly what that love felt like as you found that in Nate.

A/N: I hope that you enjoyed this fic. I’d had to make Ethan an actor especially after his incredible performance as Nate in the play. He also gives me dear Evan Hansen vibes I don’t know why. My requests are still open and I’m currently working through all of them

[saikoucorps]

You write for yan sim?

What's your favourite character??

Could you write something sfw about a gn!reader x Umeji Kizuguchi? I simped so hard for him back in my yansim days

Tysm even if you don't want to write it!

-🍋

Tysm for the request! Honestly my favorite is Ayato Aishi.. but "canon" character wise it'd have to be Megami Saikou. I'm also a huge fan of Info Chan, Nemesis, and Fun girl.

:ఌ¨ Sneaking out

꒰੭ pairings – umeji kizuguchi x gn!reader

꒰੭ genre – fluff, small drabble

꒰੭ tags – soft umeji (sorta), mutual pining, flustered umeji, reader is somewhat implied a delinquent

→ Reader gets the idea to sneak out, and asks their trusted friend Umeji to go with them.

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

You had just explained to your friend that you had an amazing idea, a brilliant plan. You wanted to sneak out. With him. It was currently midnight, and you two were speaking over the phone.

"Duh, why else would I ask if I wasn't sure? You scared?"

You could hear him sigh on the other end, clearly annoyed.

"No—Just– Fine. I'll meet you outside your house in twenty."

You were already prepared, you didn't grab much but your phone and wallet. You were ready before you even called him. So, it only took you one minute to walk outside and wait. And surely enough, he was there in twenty.

"You better not make me regret this."

He was wearing something very simple. Like he threw whatever he could find on. He seemed really against this whole thing.

"Don't get your legs in a twist, why so mad? This will be fun!"

"It's not fun because I just woke up from my sleep."

Oh. That's why he's grumpy. He woke up to answer your call?

You decided you didn't feel like bickering today, and neither did he. You both began walking, and you didn't have an exact idea on where to go.. Umeji could tell.

"Where the hell are we going?"

"Uhm.." You dramatically thought to yourself on the possibilities, then finally decided. "The park! That's always fun, huh?"

He groaned before agreeing, and you two headed to the nearest park. It felt nice. The silence between you two, it may have been unexpected, but it felt natural. Umeji was willing to wake up and then sneak out for you.

You two finally found the park, Umeji headed straight for the swings and sat there. He was pretending to be mad, you could tell. So, you decided to sit next to him on the swing nearby.

"It's nice having you here, you know." You began, sitting down.

"What—?" He seemed taken aback, you could see a faint blush on his face. You pushed it aside, it was too dark to tell.

"I'm serious! No one else would have came out here with me, it was very nice you woke up for me.."

You and Umeji sat in silence, he couldn't even speak. He was clearly shocked by your words, and unable to voice his thoughts correctly, he grumbles out.

"Shut up.."

The two of you started up a conversation, it felt like minutes when in reality hours went by. He suggested you guys go to a gas station, and you did. You had gotten drinks and some snacks. It was nice, hanging out with him like this.

You and him walked for what felt like an eternity. It's rare seeing him like this, so quiet.. and not having that "tough" guy act. Umeji stopped and realized how long you guys have been walking.

"It's getting late." He showed you his phone, it was three in the morning. How long were you guys out?

"Shit. My house is too far." You started slightly panicking.. this technically was supposed to be very short.

"Crash at mine. It's only a few blocks away. Plus, it's too dark for you to walk by yourself. Cmon"

He started walking, you haven't even processed what he just said.

"You wanna bring me home? Really? How sweet."

"Don't push it."

You chuckled and followed after him quickly, it only took a few minutes to get there. He said you had to be extremely quiet, his siblings would wake up otherwise.

After a long night, you finally got to sit down. He offered his bed as he slept on the floor. It wasn't really an offer, no, he insisted you slept on the bed and he slept on the floor.

Moments like this with him were rare, but you always treasured them. You believed he did as well.

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[acciofictionalmen]

christmas shenanigans - MATTHEO R.

(mattheo riddle x female!reader one-shot)

summary : the reader convinces her boyfriend, Mattheo, to let her paint his nails christmas themed. But he's in for a surprise..

warnings: sexual references, so much fluff your heart may burst? 14+

a/n: after a 2ish month long break im back!! sorry for disappearing for so long everyone, a lots been going on school-wise, but I just had to come back to release a few works in time for xmas <33 decided to release a mattheo piece, as he is my fave slytherin boy after alll~

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Please?" You gave Mattheo an imploring look, "Just one to practise before I do it on the girls?" Aiming for a compromise you added, "Plus I can take it off straight away."

Mattheo looked at you sceptically. You had been asking to do this for days, especially now that it was finally late December - and christmas was around the corner - you were eager to try out a new nail design idea you'd had.

"You can sleep whilst I do it?" You proposed, and he visibly gave in.

Mattheo shook his head in mocking despair, but his eyes were filled with nothing but adoration, "Tomorrow then? After Quidditch practise?"

You grinned. "Perfect."

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Christmas music played softly in the background as you laid down your nail prep tools on the floor. You'd managed to free up the dorm room for the afternoon much to the girls' chagrin, but once you had explained to Pansy, Daphne and Astoria the reason they seemed pretty supportive of your mission.

There was a knock on the door, swiftly followed by its opening as Mattheo casually strolled inside. His hair was tousled and his face tinged red after practice, and your eyes trailed down the fresh t-shirt he'd changed into. The grey tracksuits he'd changed into hung low, and as he moved towards you his shirt slightly rode up, exposing a brief flash of his toned abdomen.

You swallowed. He leaned down to give you a gentle kiss, then pulled back, his lips hovering by your ear, "I thought I came here for christmas nails, not a shag, love."

Rolling your eyes, you pushed him away.

"Shut up." You mumbled half-heartedly, as you fought the blush threatening to spread across your face.

He smirked as he sat down cross legged opposite.

"I'm not telling you the design, so that it's a surprise," You started, as Mattheo began to apprehensively examine a cuticle nipper, "I'll wake you up when it's done, okay?"

You placed a pillow on your lap, then gestured for him to lay down. He placed his head there, and you took a moment to admire him like this.

Lowering your head you kissed his cheek whilst fiddling with his brown curls. He didn't say anything, just smiled, and you couldn't help the flutter of joy it gave you.

After a second more of staying like that, in content silence, you got to work.

The painting was probably the hardest part, as you had to ensure all of the small intricacies were flawless. Mattheo fell asleep promptly after the first ten minutes, allowing you to really focus as you hummed to your favourite Christmas tunes.

After two hours of hard work, you were prepared to show your boyfriend your final piece of work.

"Mattheo.." You laughed as he slowly woke up, "Yes baby?" He slurred sleepily.

"I'm finished!"

Once he came to his bearings he quickly sat up, his hair matted on one side which you chuckled at.

He immediately looked at his hand, pausing in shock.

Just as you were about to say something he spoke.

"You said one finger nail. One." He scoffed in disbelief, then gave you an amused glance, before continuing to examine them.

"I got a bit carried away." You admitted, "But what do you think?"

He remained silent, then snorted.

Then burst out laughing as you sat there in horror.

Was it genuinely that bad?

Mattheo was now keeled over, his laughter renewing everytime he looked at his hand.

"Darling.." He began inbetween laughs, "I'm never taking this off."

thank you for taking the time to read my work, it always means the world <3

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i hope you all have a lovely december, enjoying any holiday you celebrate! ❆

[m0llygunn]

Rockstar's Daughter (eddie munson x fem!reader one-shot)

Summary: Pulling Eddie into your responsibility-less dreamland, you get upset when he has to leave you to get back to 'reality'. When he comes back with a surprise for you, you grant him a very special reward.

Contents: 18+! smut, mature language, oral (m receiving), p in v sex (unprotected), creampie, dead rockstar father, porn with plot. Takes place in early 2000s, eddie and r in their early 20s. a/n: Yesterday was my birthday so I spent my lazy morning today writing this for you guys! I also hit 200 followers yesterday- which is exceptionally cool and soso crazy because I only started posting less than a month ago. Thank you for all the interactions on my other stories, I would love for feedback so I can write more of what you guys like! Ty again and enjoy!! This is inspired by the movie Uptown Girls, which is my favourite movie ever (thus the username lol). wc: 4.2k+

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“What? You wanted to fuck the rockstars daughter so you could go home and tell all your little friends? Is that it?” You spit, crossing your arms over your chest.

“No! That’s not— that’s not what I was trying to do.” He says, pulling the hem of his shirt down before untucking his hair from the neckline.

“So what were you trying to do?” You ask, watching as he pulls his shoes on. He finishes putting them on, omitting from tying them before standing up straighter, placing both of his hands on your shoulders. He looks into your eyes deeply and you can tell he’s trying to choose his words wisely. 

“I like you. I just— I can’t live in your dreamland. I have 4 gigs this week and I already missed practice. Plus, I have a meeting tomorrow and I haven’t prepared for it at all, and I haven't even had a chance to call my band mates back.” He says, growing more uptight as he continues in his long list of abandoned responsibilities.

“Leave.” You say, shrugging his grip off. His eyes flash hurt before his mouth presses shut firmly, clenching his jaw. He brings a hand to his face, rubbing at his chin before opening his mouth again. 

“I just need to go back to the real world for a few days, sorry I can’t stay here and live in your fairytale forever.” He says, adding too much attitude and contest for your liking. 

You cross the apartment, opening the front door, motioning with your arm for him to leave. 

Closing the distance between the two of you, he stops in front of you, eyes meeting yours once again. 

“I’ll call you.” He says, features turning soft. 

“Don’t bother, I would hate to taint your sense of reality.” You retort.

“I’ll call you.” He says firmer. He steps forward, pressing a kiss to your cheek before looking at you. You don’t say anything in response. 

With a soft nod, Eddie leaves and you shut the door behind him with a long sigh. 

You met Eddie at a party. Running in the music crowd because of who your father was, your friend is a music producer and manager. He had found Eddie at some dingy dive bar performing and swore up and down that his band was gonna be the next best thing in music and because of that, he brought Eddie along to the party to introduce him to Reggie Records, owner of big time music label, RR Music.

As soon as you saw Eddie, you knew you had to have him. There was just something about him that demanded your attention and once he had it, there was no losing it. 

Then before you knew it, he was over at your apartment.

It was 4 days of uninterrupted time with Eddie. He calls it a ‘dreamland’ or a ‘fairytale’, you call it life. Life is precious and gone in a blink of an eye, you’re gonna live your life how you want to.

Your father was a rockstar. After a fatal accident, he became nothing more than a memory. A memory that left you, young and broken hearted, stranded amongst a crowd of grownups, forcing you to grow up. 

Growing up was too scary though, so you never did. Through your childhood and into your teen years, you daydreamed about running away, living amongst other dreamers with no responsibilities where nothing could hurt you. When you were off on your own, you got your apartment and turned it into your sanctuary. A place where you could live happily ever after.

You get where Eddie’s coming from. Your friends never fail to tell you how disconnected you are, but it’s easier this way. It’s easier to live in a world where all you have to do is hang out with friends, shop, order in, and call maid services. But all that aside, the easiest thing was the last 4 days you spent with Eddie. With your intuition never faltering, he’s everything you’ve ever wanted and more. And that’s why the fight transpired when he finally had to face reality and leave you behind. 

He left you in your dreamland. Left you to return to your responsibility-less life, fantasizing through your days and partying through your nights. A rockstar's daughter through and through, just without the rockstar father.

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You’ve spent the last week and a half groveling in your own pity. Your friend had come over to cheer you up but she ended up mostly just nagging you about cleaning up and doing something else besides wasting your time away, hung up on a boy. 

You had given yourself a pep talk that morning, vowing to drop him from your mind. You took a shower, got ready and were about to leave your apartment for the first time in a week when your phone ringing interrupted you. 

“Hey, it’s Eddie.” His low voice vibrating on the other end of the line.

“Eddie who?” You say, remembering how he said he’d call, yet it took him 11 days to do so.

“Don’t be like that.” 

“Eddie who?” You say harshly. 

“Munson.” He says with a deep sigh. 

“Oh, the Eddie who lives in ‘the real world’?” You retort.

“Sure.” He says, sighing again. “Listen, I was wondering if you wanted to get dinner?”

“Why?” 

“I told you, I like you.” He says and your heart patters in your chest. You pause, gathering your thoughts. Sure, you spend the last almost 2 weeks of your life wallowing in your own self-pity over him, but you’re not about to let him off the hook like that just because he says he likes you.

“You got a funny way of showing it.” You say, lamely.

“So dinner? Tonight? How’s 7 sound?” He proceeds, ignoring your comment entirely. 

“Eddie—.” You start but he interrupts you. 

“I’ll pick you up. We can go to that place near you that we ordered from, the one you said you like.”

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A knock at the door pulls you away from your vanity. You’re infamously running late as usual, which normally you’d feel no particular way about, but since Eddie already thinks you’re living in some made up fantasy world, you're struck with a sense of embarrassment. 

“Hey, beautiful.” Eddie greets as you open the door.

“Eddie.” You say indifferently.

“I would ask if you’re ready but…” he laughs, motioning up to the roller in the front of your hair and down to the dressing robe you’re wearing. 

“Eddie, I’m running a little late, please hold off on the hurtful jokes.” You say, widening the door for him to come in.

“No jokes, got it.” He says, pulling you into him with a hand around your waist, pressing a kiss to your cheek. 

With your belly dipping in nerves, when he lets you go you turn around, walking back to your room. Silently, he trails along after you, taking a seat on your bed. 

“We got an ETA?” He asks.

“No jokes I said.”

“S’not a joke, pretty girl, it’s a question.” He says, smiling at you through your vanity mirror. His smile spreads from ear to ear, his eyes twinkling in the lowlights of your room. 

“You’re in a good mood.” You say, pulling the rollers out of your hair. 

“We’re celebrating tonight.” He says, sitting up straighter, eyes still glued to your reflection.

“Celebrating?” You question, turning in your seat to look at him directly rather than just through the mirror.”

“We got signed.” He says, dimples setting deep on his cheeks. 

“Seriously?” You exclaim, feeling your heart skip a beat. Eddie smiles bigger and you can’t help your own smile spreading on your face. 

“Seriously. We had the meeting yesterday, and it went fan-fucking-tastic.” He smiles, eyes beaming with excitement. “Then they called this morning and sent over the paperwork. We’re signed.” 

“Why didn’t you say anything?” You shriek, standing up and bounding for him. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you hug him with all your force, pressing your chest to his. 

“Between ‘Eddie who?’ and ‘Eddie who lives in the real world’, it didn’t exactly fit into the conversation on the phone.” He laughs, buckling under your weight and falling back onto the mattress. 

“Are you kidding? You got signed, Eddie, that fits into every conversation.” You say, pulling back to look at him, gleaming with your own excitement. “I’m so happy for you.” You say, pressing a kiss to his lips. 

“Thank you.” He mutters shyly. “So that’s why we’re celebrating.” He says excitedly, still smiling when you pull back to look at him again.

“And you wanted to celebrate with me?” You ask, pouting, your lower lip jetting out.

“Absolutely, which reminds me, I have something to show you.” He says, shifting under you, pulling a CD out of his jacket.

“A CD?” You question curiously, still smiling. 

“Yeah… the day after I left here, we had a meeting and they wanted something different— you know, to hear some diversity in our sound.” He says, eyes flickering down to the CD in his hands, nervously fumbling with it. “I had already kind of started working on this the night before, and… this is the song that got us signed.” He says, exhaling before redirecting his gaze back to you with a shy smile. You raise your brows.

“New song?” You ask quietly, feeling a buzz of excitement but winding it back due to Eddie’s growing shy nature. 

“New song.” He confirms, smile deepening. 

You take the CD from him, sitting us quickly and rushing to your CD player on the shelf. He follows after you, leaning against your dresser while you start up the disc.

“Now, before you start it, I think I should tell you the name of the song.” He says playfully, a hint of a sly taunt in his voice, shyness put on the back burner.

“Okay, tell me the name.” You laugh. 

“Rockstar’s Daughter.” 

Your jaw drops in surprise.

“It’s about me?” You ask, eyes going wide.

“The one and only.” He smiles.

Throwing yourself in Eddie’s arms, squeezing him tightly around his neck, he squeezes you back around your waist. 

“Okay, okay. Play it, I want you to hear it.” He laughs. You keep squeezing him so he turns, stepping you both closer so that he can hit play on your CD player.

Still hanging off of Eddie, music trickles from the CD player. It starts off slow, with a gentle acoustic guitar, way different from everything else he’s played you. 

When the lyrics come in, you are nearly swept clean off your feet from Eddie’s gentle voice. It’s a ballad, working up as the song builds on. 

When the words 'Rockstar's Daughter’ sing out, you point to yourself, cheeks tight with your smile being so big. 

“Me?” You whisper to Eddie.

“You.” He whispers back with a nod. You squeeze him tighter in your arms. 

The lyrics continue, listening intently, and you laugh when he starts describing your ‘fairytale dreamland’ and how he wants to stay there forever.

The song starts to build up and so does the beating of your heart. Looking at Eddie, his eyes are bubbling with amusement, sparkling as he watches you. Your eyes trailing lower, his lips are plump and inviting. 

You squeeze him tighter once again before bringing your lips to his. 

You kiss him fervently, all of your happy emotions bubbling up at once. He brings his hand up to your jaw, his mouth working against yours with just as much passion. Opening your mouth, he’s quick to lick into you, tongue gentle at first as it caresses yours.

“I love the song.” You mumble against his mouth. You feel his lips turn up at the corners.

“It’s not even done yet.” He says, laughing softly, returning to the kiss immediately. You continue kissing him until it comes to an end, music fading out.

“Restart it.” You mumble, when the song stops completely. 

Still kissing you, Eddie turns your body as he attempts to restart the song. His mouth falters against yours for a moment while he figures out your CD player, but he eventually gets it, the track restarting from the top.

You pull away from him, hitting the little loop button before grabbing his hand and pulling him to the edge of your bed.

You seamlessly untie your dressing robe, letting it fall to the floor, revealing your naked body.

Eddie’s eyes widen, his jaw slacking as his eyes roam over you.

“Thought you didn’t like my ‘fairytale dreamland’?” You tease.

“Never said that.” He replies, swallowing thickly.

You bring your hands to his shoulders, pulling his jacket down from the collar, letting it drop to the floor.

“You kind of did.” You reply.

“I love your little world here in your apartment. I would stay in it forever if I could.” He says, eyes flickering to yours. You grasp onto the hem of his shirt, pulling it up and when he lifts his arms you pull it over his head. His hair cascades down, resting back onto his bare shoulders as you drop the material to the floor.

“You could.” You reply, hands trailing over his chest.

“I wouldn’t have written this song if I stayed.” He replies, bringing a hand to your cheek, holding it tenderly, warm eyes staring into yours.

“The song’s pretty good.” You say, hearing his voice sing in the background of your conversation.

“Pretty good?” He smiles, raising a brow. 

“Really good.” You smile back.

“Good. I’m glad you like it.” He says. You let your eyes trail down his face again, traveling further downwards until stopping at his tattoo over his heart. 

“I love it.” You whisper, pressing a chaste kiss to the edge of the inked design. 

“S’all for you. Every word.” He says, weaving his hand into your hair gently. You press more kisses onto his chest, traveling back up until you're kissing up his neck.

“I love every word of it.” You whisper, punctuating your sentiment with a wet kiss under his ear. You let your hands fall to his belt line, taking the cold metal into your grip, working at getting it open.

“I missed you. It’s hard out there in the real world.” He says teasingly. You smile, pulling away from his neck to look at him.

“Really? You should bring me out there sometime.” You tease back.

“Was trying to, but uh— don’t know if we’ll make it to dinner now.” He says, lowering his eyes to where your hands have paused on his belt.

You pull the buckle loose, undoing his pants before he dips his face to you, pressing kisses along your cheek, down your jaw, craning his neck to press kisses all the way down to your collarbone.

You pull him by the loops of his pants closer to the bed, making him sit on the edge before you pull at his pants. He lifts his hips, allowing for you to tug them down and discard them on the floor, his boxers following suit.

You settle on your knees in front of him and the song restarts from the beginning again.

“You gonna make me listen to my own song?” He laughs.

“Listen to your own song while I suck your dick? Yes.” You say keeping an air of innocence in your voice, all while looking up at him through your lashes.

“Really?” He laughs again, eyes fanning from your face down to where your hands connect with his thighs. 

“You wrote it about me, I can do whatever I want with it.” You purr. You take his hardening cock in your hands, running your fist down it before kitten licking the tip.

“Fuck— yeah you can.” He groans, his length kicking up under your grasp. You spit on the head, spreading the wetness downwards.

When he’s wet enough, you bring your fist up and down before bringing your mouth back to his length, pressing a kiss right onto the flushing tip.

“Missed you, Eddie.” You say sweetly, taking the tip into your mouth, hollowing your cheeks as you suck gently as first.

“Shit, missed you too.” He gasps, voice getting strangled in his chest. You swirl your tongue around his tip before flattening it, taking him further into your mouth.

You twist your wrists, running your hands up and down his length, bobbing your head shallowly. He’s quickly a moaning mess in your grasp, and you feel yourself growing hotter, clenching your thighs for relief.

You remove one hand, taking him deeper in your mouth and he brings his hand to the side of your face, pushing your hair out of the way. You lean into his hold and he gets the hint, guiding you up and down.

You pull up, taking a breath, strings of spit still connecting you to him, before diving back down. You remove your second hand from his length, relaxing your throat and letting him glide right in, his hand on your head holding you there, his cock pressed against the back of your throat.

“F-fuck. Feels so good, baby.” He groans, eyes squeezing shut. His hand lets up on the back of your head just as you feel your lungs tightening, and you rise sputtering for air, catching your breath.

“Wanna ride you, Eddie.” You whine, unable to ignore the pulsing of desire between your legs for any longer.

“C’mon baby. Come ride me.” He says breathily, offering you a hand up. As you rise, he pulls you onto the bed before using his arms to scootch himself to the headboard, leaning against it. 

He offers you his hand and you take it, stabilizing yourself as you swing your leg over his hips.

Moving your hand to his chest, you use your other hand to guide his length to your entrance. 

Sinking down onto him, a harmonized moan leaves both of your lips, the soft strum of the song restarting once again still playing in the background. 

“Fuck, baby. Gonna write a song about your pussy next.” He groans lowly, making you laugh softly.

“Yeah? What’re you gonna write about it?” You ask, through a heavy breath.

“How fucking good it is. So tight, hugging my cock so perfectly.”

“Can't wait to hear it.” You moan, as you lift your hips from his, lowering yourself back down slowly.

“Your pussy was made for me. S’fucking perfect.” He says, bringing his hands to your hips, helping you continue to lift yourself off of him.

You start at a slow pace, working yourself up and down, taking his full length right down to his base. You feel your belly grow antsy, needing more, and you start grinding yourself against him after each sink, your clit rubbing perfectly against him.

“Fuck, Eddie. Your cock feels so good, fills me up so good.” You moan out, dropping your head to rest against his chest. With one arm, he pulls you closer to him. He lifts you enough for his hips to shift under you, helping you by meeting you halfway with each of your movements as your legs start to grow tired.

You keep going, thighs pushing you up and down on his cock until they burn, aching for relief. His hips make up for your tiredness, still continuing to buck up into you. 

“Want me to take over, baby? Fuck you just how you like it?” He rasps, hand rubbing up and down your back as his hips start to slow.

“Please, Eddie. Need you to.” You whimper.

He helps you lift up off of him. Taking your hips in his hands, he starts moving you to shift onto your hands and knees but you place a hand over his chest, motioning for him to pause. Over the four days at your apartment, he discovered that he could pull the best orgasms from you like that, but you stop him, wanting to be on your back this time.

“Want to see you, Eddie.” You say, voice coming out in a whine. 

“Whatever you want, pretty girl.” He says, pressing a kiss to your lips. His mouth works against yours as he helps you lower to the bed, head hitting the pillow softly as he hovers over you.

When he pulls away from the kiss, he maneuvers your legs, taking them in his hands by your knees, hiking them up as you spread them out for him. 

“Look at your pretty pussy. You look so beautiful laid out like this for me.” He whispers huskily.

“Better write that down for your new song.” You whisper back, making his lips quirk up into a smile, huffing softly. 

He brings his hand down to your core, letting his thumb stroke the expanse of your slit, stopping at your clit.

“So fucking wet too.” He says under his breath. 

“All for you, Eddie.” You whisper, canting your hips for more friction. 

He starts rubbing his thumb in little circles on your clit making you gasp.

“Please, Eddie. Need you inside.” You whine, hips bucking as he presses harshly on your clit just to watch you squirm. 

“Perfect pussy.” He groans under his breath, taking his glistening cock in his hand, lining up with your sopping hole.

When he pushes in, you hum happily feeling him stretch you open. 

He presses into you deeply, knowing exactly how you like it already. The head of his cock drags against your sweet spot as he pulls out and it has you chorusing moans, accompanying the build up of his song still playing in the background. 

“Sound so pretty, baby.” He rasps, breath catching in his throat as he pushes back into you quicker, balls slapping against your ass.

“You sound so pretty.” You breathe, starting to get lost in the pleasure but trying to hold onto the faint singing of his voice coming from across the room. 

You feel your belly start to tense, and when he returns his thumb to your clit your breathing turns into harsh little pants.

“Just like that, Eddie. Feels so good.” You whimper.

His thrusting continues, getting faster and harder, building up with the volume of your moans. Your belly grows impossibly tight, euphoria threatening to spill. 

The sounds of his skin slapping against yours binds perfectly with the gentle instruments in the song, perfectly complimenting the moans and whimpers coming from Eddie as he pounds into you. 

You feel yourself getting close and rapture quickly boils over, not even giving you a chance to tell Eddie. 

Every beautiful cascading symphony slowly fades in your ears as your pleasure bursts, tightened belly exploding with ecstasy, all thoughts leaving your head as Eddie carries you through your orgasm. 

“Fuck— fuck. Just squeezing my cock, baby.” He groans, thrusts starting to go sloppy. “Gonna cum, g-gonna—” He grunts, cock pressing deeply into you as his cum shoots inside, painting your walls pearly white. His hips jerk and stutter as he works himself through his own orgasm, and you slowly recover from your own.

When his hips come to a halt, you reach out your arms, beckoning for him to come to you, to press his chest to your own and feel his body on top of yours. He complies, arms caging around you, lowering himself as gently as he can.

As soon as he settles against you, the crescendo of the song in the background comes to an end, fading to silence, like a perfectly timed soundtrack. 

When it restarts again, you can’t help but laugh.

“I love my song.” You say, exhaling with a happy sigh. 

“Fuck— can’t wait for you to hear the next one I’m gonna write.” He laughs softly.

You hum quietly to yourself feeling beyond content. If this is some fairytale dreamland, so be it. You have a beautiful man here with you, writing you lovey ballads. 

“You doing anything the next couple of days?” He asks, popping his head up from your chest.

“Why?” You ask, a smile already rising on your lips.

“Gotta a few days off until we start recording more stuff.”

“Yeah?” You question, willing him to continue. He uses his arms to push himself up enough to see you better.

“I was thinking…” He starts, brows rising to hide under his messy bangs. “If you’ll have me, I’d love to spend them with you? Maybe we can go out and do stuff too? Like the date I wanted to take you on?” He says, voice going timid and smile turning sheepish as he progresses in his proposal. 

You purse your lips, letting your eyes wander the room as you pretend to think it over. When you focus back on Eddie, his eyes bleed a faint nervousness.

“I’m going to keep that song on repeat, just so you know.” You say, grinning as you look up at him. He smiles back, pressing a kiss to the tip of your nose.

“Does fairytale dreamland have a new soundtrack?” He teases. 

“Yes.” You reply firmly, before pulling him to your lips, kissing him.

Not only does fairytale dreamland have a new soundtrack, it seems to have a new willing resident too.

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[oneknightstand-if]

So, uhhh, first ever message on tumblr, here's to hoping this is actually the place to post that stuff?

It's great, As a Game Master (mostly for rpgs on discord) I'm a big fan of the freedom of expression when it comes to characters. I just finished a run I'm pretty happy with, so I figured I should do as asked and share the results below.

(A word of warning, since I can only draw anime-style, this is now an anime.)

As a bonus, here's some design I doodled up for the character, to help myself visualize her.

Additional Data:

Adrian: Crush Merlin: To Befriend Pet: Cat (Roland)(Like the Paladin of Charlemagne) Wears: Frilly blouse and long skirt (She started wearing those to get reactions out of Adrian while avoiding more extreme outfits) Camelot Sequence: Lucid dreamer, talked to Merlin in the past (monty python reference to prove she's from the future), got directed to Arthur, asked Past!Arthur about lucid dreaming, Caught Current!Arthur about Lucid Dreaming (He now knows who she is), then spilled all the beans to Merlin after waking up (He knows who she is). Items: Magic 8-Ball, Cat memento, pouch of pearls, miniature garden (Audrey III!) Gas Station: Followed Merlin, Destroy Cameras, Clean traces, Get matches.

And now, for the wall of texts that nobody asked for but that you're all getting anyway!

Character Design

The design I went with was 'the super sussy character who actually is kinda hiding the least'.

Physically, she's basically hopeless, with her teeny tiny 10% on physical, which puts her firmly into the 'dead weight' category. Considering what's going on in here, it's a bit sus.

Even more sus is the amnesia background, because here's that girl popping out of seemingly nowhere with no memories right around the time the failed Lesser Circle happened, who just so happens to be a potential harbinger? Sus.

Appearance wise, her best features are her eyes (my dice determined they should be violet), but they are downturned (Tareme) ones, that usually express either gentleness, or belong to suspicious people, with a gentle, caring and overall traditionally feminine/motherly behavior (wears frilly outfits, cooks gourmet food, tends to her (mutant) plants). In other words, she's very much an 'ara ara'-type character. (The cuckoo is mostly limited to the confines of her mind).

However, she is an imposter whose special move consists of spilling all the tea (ironic, her favourite drink is Jasmine…), all the time. Had a weird dream (Part 1)? Write a report and drop it on Adrian's lap, almost shoving the marked arm under his nose. Freak encounter in a horse trailer? Write a report and drop it on the club leader's lap. Meet a strange but weirdly helpful stranger? Drop the Weird dream Dossier (part 1) on his lap. Questions about the self medication? Ha! She's got her entire (albeit short) life written in a folder ready for perusal! Had a weird dream (Part 2)? You better bet she's writing it down and dropping it on Merlin and Adrian's laps.

…

This is probably a side-effect of being overworked all the time and getting in the habit of making biology reports for everything, isn't it?

IC Thoughts on characters:

Merlin: Super strong incubus who may or may not be the actual Antichrist, may or may not want to cause the Apocalypse themselves to put humanity out of their misery if the Arthur plan doesn't pan out, and yet may very well be the most trustworthy person in this entire group, if only because waking Arthur up seems to be their number 1 priority. After all, all they needed to do was stand aside and do nothing if they wanted the Lesser Circle to fail, right?

Adrian: 'Friend' for several years, eventually got a crush on him a few months ago, but his ambiguous way of almost-but-not-quite friendzoning her is beginning to wear her down. Slightly suspicious due to his being much too prepared for the crisis at hand for a random bystander, but he had all the opportunities in the world to get rid of/corrupt her in all the years they knew each other, and she herself has this 'tiny' Impostor secret going on so she's trusting him so far.

IC thoughts about the adventure: 4 (Reluctant/panicking, but not forced)

What is there to be said. The end of the world, man-eating monsters, plagues, the end of the world, homicides, abductions, did she forget to mention the end of the world? For a woman with little inclination toward physical fighting and who would rather read a book in a corner, this is very much outside of her field of competence.

With that said, she almost got eaten by the monster under her bed and Merlin healed her when she was at Death's Doors, so she's giving them the benefit of doubt, for now.

Character affinities:

Probably Percival (cuckoo connection), Arthur (dream shenanigans) or Broderick (this entire thing is crazy!) would work best?

Here's to hoping this didn't get too long, I tend to get too verbose when I become enthusiastic about something.

It's impossible to be too verbose, especially compared to me. Also, my imagination runs in 4K surround-sound anime-style, so it was anime all along! Olwen fits in perfectly!

[forelxsket]

Supernatural Season One

The first time I watched Supernatural was as a ten-year-old, sitting on the floor of the living room as my mom (who was the one who put the show on) braided my hair. I don’t remember anything from the episode except for a scene of Sam looking out of the car and Jessica, in a white dress, standing ominously. (Season 1, Episode 5: “Bloody Mary”) Something about that scene hooked me and ever since then, Supernatural has held a special place for me. 

Eight years after this moment, as I am getting ready to leave high school and move across the country for university, I get an edit of season 1 that reminds me why I loved this show in the first place. I am desperate for anything that reminds me of my childhood. Something that proves to me that the passing of time can be paused and that it's not inevitable. I hold on to this hope with my claws out, hoping I would have remains of it underneath my nails when all this is over. 

This past week I finished the first season of Supernatural and am just filled with so many emotions that sometimes I need to pause and go out for a walk. So hopefully without any spoilers (if you in the wonderful year of our lord, 2024, have not yet watched supernatural, I don’t know what to tell you. You missed out on a cultural reset that defined an era. The fostered community was so strong that it’s still the most popular fandom on Tumblr and AO3) I give you my thoughts, reviews and rants about season one of Supernatural.

I think the entire aesthetic and attention to detail in season one is so beautiful. My personal favourites are the accessories that Dean Winchester has. I love the ring and I love the necklace and the leather jacket? Oh my god. Revolutionary. Rewatching this show is so nostalgic. The entire show is like coming home, especially for me. It gives you insight into the late 2000s fashion and technology. 

I also think this is Dean’s best season at least looks-wise. The second episode (Season 1, Episode 2: “Wendigo”) is literally the hottest he has ever looked. The entire scene where he flirts with the girl while having a bandage on his neck? I think about that every day.  

My favourite episode from this season has to be Episode 13: “Route 666”. Cassie Robinson is a fascinating character that I wish had a bigger part throughout the show. Although I must admit that this episode is a personal favourite because I just enjoy watching Dean Winchester be hopelessly in love. There are several other great episodes and I genuinely believe that this is one of Supernatural’s best seasons. 

One thing that’s immediately super apparent is the target audience of the show. It's so obvious that this show is targeted towards manly men who love beer, gun, car and woman. It does objectify women a bit but for 2005-2006 it's alright. 

I don’t really have anything negative to say about this season like I said it’s one of the best. 

Final rating: 10/10 (sorry guys I’ll always love the early seasons of Supernatural)

I'll be live tweeting my rewatch so if you want to see that follow me :)

[caliphoria17]

#WarriorNunWednesday on Twitter (November 16, 2022)

KRISTINA TONTERI-YOUNG

Q: WAIT WAIT who do you think is a swiftie between avatrice

KTY: Bea

Q: Any anime you're watching at the moment? @TonteriYoung Just remembered that you used to cosplay so

KTY: I’m not watching any at the moment actually! Any recommendations?

Q: when do you think bea started falling for ava??

KTY: About the time she got the book out of Shannon’s old room and then got hurt, but maybe even earlier 🤷🏻‍♀️

Q: were there any improvised avatrice moments 🫂

KTY: Not really dialogue-wise but a lot of small movement details were just us doing what felt natural.

Q: any funny behind the scenes story on set you can and wanna share? 😁

KTY: If you wait for the interview i did with Ange you’ll hear about a really funny one!

Q: Not a warrior nun related question but can I ask what's it says on the tattoo in your hand? @TonteriYoung For educational purposes only 👉👈

KTY: It’s a reference to Shelley’s Masque of Anarchy, just the word “Rise”

Q: how did you react to the finale the first time you read the script??

KTY: Um I cried

Q: are there any behind-the-scenes photos you have on your phone that you can share with us?

KTY:

Q: what’s your favourite episode in season 2?

KTY: Ghhh maybe 5

Q: we've seen Beatrice display her skills in so many various ways throughout both seasons, what's a skill you would love Beatrice to have which we have not seen (yet)?

KTY: I mean selfishly I’d like to have her do scenes in French or Russian, that would be pretty cool 🎆

Q: how many tattoos do you have now and what tattoo are u thinking of getting next?

KTY: 4 and I don’t know really I’m taking a break

Q: what’s ur fave book? any book recommendations?

KTY: Three body problem trilogy, Dreyer’s English is a funny one if you’re into reading about grammar for fun

Q: Do you know what Beatrice's plan is after leaving the OCS at the end of season 2? Where is she going/doing? and if not, what would you like her to be doing?

KTY: I mean we didn’t really set down in stone what she was going to do once she left, so in my mind she’s going to try and live her life like Ava would have wanted, while also obviously find out what Lilith was talking about when she mentioned the holy war.

Q: What was your favorite fight scene?

KTY: Church fiiiiight

Q: did you improvise any of beatrice’s lines this season?

KTY: “Pleasure.” Wasn’t in the script I think

Q: do you think Beatrice left the OCS in the intention of closing the door on this chapter in her life (including Ava) or is she going to actually look for ways to get Ava back?

KTY: I think she’s definitely going to be involved with the OCS but not in the same capacity as before

Q: hardest scene to shoot?

KTY: Ava falling at the hotel. We couldn’t for the life of us look in the same spot where she was supposed to be in the air 😂

Q: what do you think beatrice’s biggest pet peeve??

KTY: Selfishness

Q: do you have any ideas for what beatrice was like as a kid? or what activities she might have done growing up?

KTY: She was probably that kid in the classroom who just stares out the window and doesn’t really pay attention, but when called knows the answer immediately. Probably not very sociable tbh. I imagine she liked chess and puzzle games stuff like that

Q: do you put milk or cereal in the bowl first? follow up: would beatrice put milk or cereal first

KTY: Cereal first for both of us

Q: was there music playing when you filmed the dance scene?

KTY: Yeah it was girls on film by Duran Duran

Q: favourite memory with the cast while not filming?

KTY: Hanging out on the hotel rooftop and playing something like charades

Q: if we get a season 3, what would you personally like to see from it? With Beatrice and with the rest of the characters💕

KTY: I’d like to see Beatrice solidify herself as her own person separate from being a nun and allow herself to live like she’s always wanted to live. As for the others that’s really up to them!

Q: do you have a scene that was your favourite to shoot this season? The dance scene in ep.1 looked so much fun!

KTY: Ava passing through the portal was probably my favorite to film

Q: what's your go-to starbucks drink? and what would be beatrice's? 🤓

KTY: I don’t drink coffee anymore so my Starbucks order was some kind of breakfast sandwich 😅. She’d probably go for a black tea.

Q: please elaborate to me what you think bea & ava were doing in switzerland? especially since they were sharing a room and bed

KTY: They were hiding and training…..? And probably watering the plant of love….?

Q: Do you think Beatrice would like Warrior nun?

KTY: I think Beatrice is more of a documentary type of person given the type of life she lives 😂

Q: do you think Sister Bea would drink alcohol again after that night?

KTY: Probably. We all do things we say we’ll never do again but surely enough give it a few months and here we are again 🥹

Q: What do you think is the first thing Beatrice will do after leaving the OCS?

KTY: Probably procure some clothes she likes

Q: If you given a chance to play any other character besides Beatrice from Warrior Nun who would it be ???

KTY: Lilith cause she’s a boss

Q: which warrior nun character are you most similar to

KTY: Probably a mashup of Ava and Beatrice

Q: Do you have any series and movie recommendations?

KTY: Guillermo de Toros cabinet of curiosities

Q: Have you added anything to the scenes or did you just follow the script?

KTY: We all discussed scenes at length and changed a bunch of stuff to some extent

Q: Was that Beatrice's first kiss?

KTY: Probably not but it’s the one that means the most

Q: can you confirm that bea sleeps on the right of the bed whilst ava sleeps on the left?

KTY: 🤷🏻‍♀️ I’d see bea sleeping on the side closer to the door.

Q: Any scene you shot that isn't in season 2 but you wish it was?

KTY: Nah they got them all

Q: do you plan on doing any other conventions in the future 👀

KTY: I’d love to

Q: What was it like working with Alba, especially in those moments when she has so much emotion in her eyes?

KTY: I mean she’s a great actress so it’s awesome to play off that 🎆

Q: Regarding the glowing divinium sword in the post-credit scene, what do you think that meant?

KTY: I just supposed it meant Ava was coming back, but we didn’t really discuss what it actually meant

Q: how was it filming during the lockdown?

KTY: Very very strange and stressful tbh

Q: Do you think that Beatrice taught Ava how to present herself as a leader amongst the OCS?

KTY: I’m sure they talked about it in Switzerland

Q: Are you big into reading or video games? If so what's been your favorites lately!

KTY: Little nightmares 2

Q: do you think Ava and Bea would often wait for each other after the day's work at the bar so they could walk home together? 👀

KTY: I can see that happening yeah

Q: how many seasons would you like warrior nun to have

KTY: As many as possible

Q: can u tell us the person responsable for the most bloopers??

KTY: We are all equally responsible 🫠

Q: what do you think is Beatrice's love language?

KTY: Quality time

Q: how long does it usually take to film a fight scene?

KTY: Depends on the fight scene. It wouldn’t be uncommon to spend 6 ish hours on one

Q: A lot thinks that the forehead kiss was an improvisation, was it?

KTY: I……think so…? I’m not sure

Q: NAUR you don't remember???

KTY: BRO it just sort of happened ok it all happened real fast

Q: what is the biggest difficulty in being a warrior nun ?

KTY: The constant threat of death

Q: what was your reaction when you first read the script of the avatrice kissing scene?

KTY:

Q: Do you think Bea always wanted to leave the OCS and everything that happened only served to motivate her to finally do it or did she leave to honor Ava's wish that she live her life?

KTY: I think she didn’t intend to ever leave, but her bubble has been popped by Ava so she realizes she can’t live there truthfully and honestly.

Q: now who do you think beatrice would be if she wasn’t a nun her aspirations and all that

KTY: Maybe she’d be a surgeon or engineer of some kind

Q: do you think bea knows ava is out there somewhere and will come back to her that's why she smiles in the last scene?

KTY: I dont think she knows for certain, but she knows she’s making the right decision for herself

Q: u ok here? LOL

KTY: Yeah I like laying down on the ground

Q: What was the first feeling when you finished watching season 2? Say hello to Brazil, we love u 😭🇧🇷

KTY: Hello Brazil! Love you too x / I felt very relieved 😌

Q: What's a weird skill you'd like Beatrice to show off next season?

KTY: Making sushi

Q: i think we need an answer to the biggest problem, how old is beatrice?? i say about 21

KTY: Probably closer to 24

Q: hii kris i was wondering if you would like to dye your hair different colors like pink, blue or green?

KTY: Ive had my hair all kinds of colors in the past already 😅

Q: do you know if we will ever get to see a blooper reel? 🥺

KTY: I don’t know if even I will ever see a blooper reel 😭

Q: did you or any of the cast take anything from set and if so what heheh?

KTY: 🤫🤫🤫🤫🤫

Q: as a viewer, do you also find reya sketchy?

KTY: Uh yeah mad shady

Q: you mentioned that there were some funny bloopers from season 1, including you crashing into an ArqTech wall. Any funny mishaps to report from season 2?

KTY: Some interesting acting while hanging from wires in the church. 😂

Q: how fun was it to play tranquilized?

KTY: It’s hard actually lmao

Q: thoughts on pineapples on pizza?

KTY: Whatever boats your goat 🤷🏻‍♀️

Q: Surfing or Mountain Climbing? choose one. 🤭

KTY: Shnurfing

Q: In your interviews you do a lot of face touching. How much of you bled into Bea with the way she has this instinct to hold people’s faces? And the way in which she touches Ava’s face with so much tenderness and softness? Was it on the page?

KTY: I think it’s kind of a me-ism. I touch my face when I’m nervous but I think for bea it means something else.

Q: which is your favorite: jealous beatrice or jealous ava?

KTY: Jealous Ava

Q: of all the locations you filmed in this season, which did you like the most and why?

KTY: Prado museum

Q: Who do you think cooked in their apartment Bea or Ava?

KTY: Probaby bea

Q: Everybody loved Bea's casual clothes. She seems more like herself and free. Could u talk about it? Did u help create her style?

KTY: Yeah I mean I had some say, but ultimately it was up to Christina the costume designer. It’ll be interesting to see how her style evolves 🤷🏻‍♀️

Q: how do we best convince non-believers (ppl who don't watch the show) to come over to our side?

KTY: I mean what do you lose by watching a show? Even if you don’t think you’ll like it just give it a try and then decide 🤞🏼

Q: Was there a lot that changed with the script because of Mary’s absence?

KTY: Yes there was. She was missed

Q: is this a reference to Ava being in the other side or you and alba are just being in a silly mood in the vid and the song is just a coincidence to Ava's fate? We really want to know (video)

KTY: It’s a total coincidence tbh lmao

Q: who is the best cook in the cast 🫣

KTY: I honestly think we’re all pretty good cooks!

Q: Beatrice walking around with her hands in her pockets....a comfort thing or a character choice?

KTY: Both. Also that way I don’t have to think about what to do with my hands.

Q: does ava make spectacular cuba libre or did bea just say it once out of pity and now ava won’t stop making her the worst cuba libre known for mankind

KTY: She probably makes a good cuba libre but the alternative theory is hilarious and I like it

Q: what type of fighting costume would you like to see beatrice in now since she left the ocs?

KTY: Honestly I’d want cool jackets and cargo pants with military vests and turtlenecks. But that’s just me🫠

Q: what is your favorite avatrice scene and /or line in s2?

KTY: I like the fight in the apartment

Q: Do you ever miss being on warrior nun set

KTY: Yeah all the time

Q: Do you think Beatrice still have hope that Ava will come back? and do u think she'll continue waiting for her?

KTY: I think she will wait in hope

Q: sock sock, shoe shoe or sock shoe, sock shoe?

KTY: Sock sock shoe shoe finish one thing before starting another otherwise I’ll get distracted and never get shoes on at all

Q: is bea a dog or cat person? / What about yourself? 😬

KTY: Cats probably 🤷🏻‍♀️ / Both tbh

Q: what was your reaction when you found out that avatrice will finally kiss this season?

KTY:

Q: do you believe or wish there was a scene where beatrice comes out to her parents, regardless of their reaction?

KTY: Yeah that would be cool. I mean any scene where we’d get to see Bea’s parents and how that family interacts would be awesome.

Q: u have more action scenes where we can clearly see ur face and it's really amazing. did you have injuries shooting those scenes???

KTY: Noooo we were kept very safe by the stunt team 🙏

Q: how does your back feel from carrying all this promo?

KTY: Like I need a better chiropractor

Q: on a scale of 1-10, how satisfied are you with your performance this season?

KTY: Could always do better / The number would fluctuate too much so 🤷🏻‍♀️

Q: Do you think we will have more of Beatrice's back story in S3? possibly an encounter with her parents? Or do you think she has cut them out of her life?

KTY: I Hope we get more backstory! It would be so interesting to meet her parents. Tense scenes tho lmao

Q: what do you think was yasmine face during the avatrice kiss?

KTY:

Q: Thoughts on Reya? 👀

KTY: Much suspicion much confusion

Q: Bea with an undercut, I see it

KTY: Fuck yes any excuse to have short hair tbh

Q: The scene between Beatrice and Camila about falling in love with the warrior nun was it supposed to be between Beatrice and Mary?

KTY: 🤫

Q: no context warrior nun 3/?

KTY: We laughed a lot about this line

Q: what made u stop drinking coffee??

KTY: Crippling anxiety

Q: “watering the plant of love” what are you? 70? 😭

KTY: 🙂

[beauty-queen-official]

About me lol <3

My personal blog is @lusxnei6

This is an RP account for piper mclean, and it is my interpretation of piper as a character as well as how i think she would run a tumblr blog

Y'all can just SPAM my ask box and i will answer but the person running this blog is a minor soooo keep it SFW please (please do spam im hella bored)

anywaysssss

I stay in Cabin 10

I'm a daughter of Aphrodite and am also the head counselor of the Aphrodite cabin

My birthday is June 3rd

Im bisexualllll 💖💜💙

My favourite colour is pink (pastel or like a mauve, definitely NOT hot pink)

My music taste is super mixed but its mostly pop and rock with a fair amount of showtunes

My dad is Tristan McLean (yes the actor.....) and i've got a bunch of half siblings in the Aphrodite cabin

If you want to find me around camp I hang around the strawberry fields or i might be in Cabin 10

The tag imma use for all of my posts is #piper speaks

Go follow my (almost completely) idiotic friend groupppp

Leo🔥🔥: @bad-boy-supreme-official

Annie🦉📚: @wise-girl-official

Persassy🌊🌊: @seaweed-brain-official

Groverrrrr🐐🌯: @goat-boi-official

Nicooo 💀 💀: @nico-ghostking

Willl🔆🔆 : @sunnysolace7

Jasonnnn⚡⚡: @blond-superman-official

Hazel💎 ✨ (: @gems-and-jewels

Rachel🎨🔮: @rachel-elizabeth-dare-official

Quinn💗😎: @quinntheapollodaughter

Reyna💜 🗡️: @reyna4ever

Nyssa🏛️⚒️: @nyssathemechanic

Harley🛠️🍬: @built-to-break

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[bad-boy-supreme-official]

HEYY GANGGG

Anyways, as you all know, I'm Leo Valdez, the saviour of Olympus and designer/builder of the Argo 2, though most people recognize me as the Hot One™ of the Seven 💪🏽💪🏽 (this is a rp account! my personal interpretation of leo and hcs of him!)

Cabin: CABIN 9, the best cabin fr Status: Head counsellor of Hephaestus cabin

Date of Birth: July 7th

Favourite colour: Orange... if you couldn't tell... Music: Eminem, Kanye, Rolling Stones and def not Taylor Swift 🙄

Family: Son of Hephaestus! Got a shit-ton of half-siblings too (and if Harley asks, he's my favorite )

Relationship: Single! Lucky for ya'll 😏😉

Anyways, I'll be at Bunker 9 if you need me. Just come in, don't knock cuz Festus is sleeping. AND IF CHIRON ASKS, IT WASNT ME!!!

OH! Go follow my friends! @wise-girl-official (only one who understands my blueprints) @seaweed-brain-official (we are currently working on setting fire to the rain) @goat-boi-official (BANNED! HE KEEPS EATING MY PROJECTS!) @sunnysolace7 (southern bestie <33 ) @nico-ghostking (emo kid 🙄) @blond-superman-official (57% of my impulse control and my boyfriend-) @gems-and-jewels (my grandfathers chick??) @beauty-queen-official (MY PARTNER IN CRIME and spa days) @rachel-elizabeth-dare-official (chaos demon <33) @reyna4ever (mi hermana! wont allow me to hit on the hunters 🙄 )

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OOC: Please send asks and tag me in stuff! I love all of em and will try my best to respond <33 Just nothing inappropriate cuz I am a minor! PFP: Credit to frostbite.studios Banner: All pics from Pinterest

ALSO! this is based off of my headcanons so Leo and Calypso broke up after Lester left and Leo moved back to Camp Half-Blood! You can ask/talk about it but please don't argue about it <33 also Leo is pan cuz i said so, feel free to send your ships/hcs

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[oftenlyshitposting]

wolfwren week day I | sparring + "are you following me?"

sabine hasn't been going out of her apartment much, as of late. she knows she really should, but she doesn't want to. the past couple of weeks have been rough; college and family wise. ahsoka and hera stops by every now and then, checking up on her.

well, more on ahsoka barging in with her spare keys, while hera actually knocks on her front door.

ahsoka and hera lives just across of her apartment, right on the same floor, just on the other wing. sabine, despite having dealt with ahsoka's multiple tresspassing offense the past weeks, is grateful for their close proximity to each other.

sabine doesn't think she can be truly alone now.

sabine rolls in her bed, huffing an exhausted sigh. she'd been awake since her alarm rung at nine, counting only about four or five hours of sleep. the little analog clock on her bedside drawer displays it's a little over twelve now, and she really should get up to eat something. preferably something solid.

her doorknob clacks, and sabine sighs a weak chuckle as ahsoka's voice echoes in, "oye, mija!!"

"aquí, 'soka," sabine drawls, half shouting as she stays slumped face down. she hears ahsoka locking the door and tossing the keys to her key bowls, and the unmistakeable sound of plastic brushing against fabric as ahsoka walks over to her room.

"dios, sabine," ahsoka sighed, sabine guessed from watching the current state she is in right now. or, her room, could be either or both. sabine felt the edge of her bed dipped, then ahsoka's hand on her back.

sabine hums against her pillow. "don't look at me with that look on your face, ahsoka."

"what look, 'bine?"

sabine shifts to lift her face slightly, side eyeing the older woman. "that look. like i need to be coddled."

ahsoka laughs, shaking her head. "i never thought you should. i know you don't." she pats sabine's back, gentle but firm enough as she says, "but, i am worried about you, mija. so is hera."

"don't worry, 'm fine." sabine drops her face back into her pillow. she knows that ahsoka knows she's lying straight through her teeth. ahsoka can't really be lied to, anyways. sabine is stalling.

ahsoka doesn't say anything, sighing. sabine guesses she has the usual sad-ish smile on her face. the bed creaks, and suddenly she felt ahsoka plopping on her back, making her groan at the sudden additional weight. sabine tries to get up, but ahsoka doesn't budge, only laughing at her attempt.

"ahsoka! what the hell are you doing?" sabine yells, falling back with a heavy 'oof'. "get off me!"

"i'm giving you a hug."

sabine grunts. "no, the fuck you're not! you're squashing me!"

ahsoka shifts, and for a second of false hope, sabine thought she was getting up from her. instead, ahsoka puts her entire bodyweight sabine, making the purple haired girl sink lower to the bed under her. "this is how i hug if you won't stop moping."

"gah! how the hell does hera deal with this?"

ahsoka hums, crossing her arm comfortably. "well, she doesn't mope, so she wouldn't know."

sabine grunts, struggling to rolling over so she wouldn't be on her stomach. she manages to partially shift her position to her side, glaring down at ahsoka. the older woman smirks back at sabine, whose face is flushed and hair wild from the struggle.

sabine shoves ahsoka away frustratedly. "you're pressing on my organs, you shit! ow!" she yelled, feeling mild pain when ahsoka's head is pressing below her ribs. "i think that's my fucking pancreas!"

ahsoka glares unimpressedly at sabine's dramatics. "like you know where your pancreas is, mija."

"it's–" sabine heaves through pushing ahsoka away, only to fall off from the bed ungracefully upside down, "wherever the fuck you just decided to squash." when ahsoka snickers from above the bed, sabine glares at her. "i'm gonna tell hera you bullied me today."

"snitch." ahsoka huffs, as she smacks sabine's legs on her bed as she gets up, walking out. "c'mon, let's eat. i brought your favourite."

sabine's head perks up. "spicy wonton soup?"

ahsoka shot her a look. "no. shrimp jibaritos."

sabine groans, and ahsoka merely shakes her head with a laugh as she exits sabine's room. sabine gets up from her awkward position, head spinning slightly. she sighs, stretching her aching limbs and back as she taps on a button. her curtains drew open, allowing sunlight to enter through her giant windows into her room.

she walks to her bathroom to freshen herself up, trying to ignore the tired eyes reflected on the mirror. when she gets out of her room, ahsoka is already sat on her couch, the tv set on a random channel, while murley sits on the armrest as the orange tabby cat gets lazy pats and scratches from her. the food is already sprawled on her coffee table, and sabine smiles a little.

sabine sat next to ahsoka, reaching over to grab the takeout drink, sipping it slowly. she mutters a small 'thanks', which ahsoka returns with a small hum. she eats in a comfortable silence, munching as she absentmindedly watches the tv. she can feel ahsoka eyeing her from the side, probably wondering the right time to ask her what's going on.

"tristan called me a few days ago," sabine starts, still half munching on the crispy jibarito. ahsoka tilts her head slightly towards her, silently indicating she's all ears. sabine sighs, before continuing, "the kid is trying his best, but my parents–well, my mom, really–doesn't even see it. mom said he doesn't want it enough, and still insists i should be the one to take over the company. i don't even fucking want it; i never did."

ahsoka's face remains neutral, but her eyes exhibits something akin to a mix of pity and sadness. she doesn't say much other than, "i'm still here," to encourage sabine to continue on with whatever she needs to tell ahsoka.

"tristan is literally doing exactly what i did, going to business school while taking so much responsibility in the company. he does it willingly." sabine exhales with her eyes shut, calming down her brewing emotional turmoils. "he's doing so much, but my parents stays blind to what he wants and ignoring what i don't want."

sabine threw her head back against the backrest of her couch, her half-eaten jibarito still sat in her hands. talking about her family always makes her lose her apetite and will to do anything. on worse days, sabine teeters on the edge of returning home and does whatever her mother tells her to do, just to stop all the problems and be done with it. but, sabine knows that's exactly what her mother wants.

for sabine to give up running and living her life.

"sorry about the sudden rant," sabine sniffs humourlessly, attempting to lighten up the mood.

ahsoka shook, merely placing a gentle hand on sabine's shoulder in a way sabine known as comforting. "you're alright, mija. you know what you're doing. i'm here to listen to you, and be there for you when you need me."

sabine's lips tugs to a small smile, nodding. ahsoka is right, as always. it gets overwhelming for her to deal with this on her own, having ahsoka and hera as her closest supports makes her more confident in tackling her problems. to have them to listen to her, is something sabine will always be grateful of.

"thanks, 'soka." sabine leans her head against ahsoka's broad shoulder, resuming her eating.

ahsoka only hums in return.

even when sabine doesn't have much of anyone, she still has ahsoka. the puerto rican woman has always been on sabine's side since she was a teenager; maybe even younger. sabine always looked up to ahsoka, someone like the older sister she never had.

ahsoka left sabine's apartment a few hours after they finished eating and did a bit of cleaning duty. she promised to pick hera up from her workplace, and sabine made a teasing remark that they are going on date night, which ahsoka merely responded with a shake of her head.

sabine had taken a well deserved shower and picked up on some of her college works, keeping her busy past dinnertime. she initially decided against cooking, feeling far too unmotivated for the task. but, she'd taken a look inside her fridge, and, well, some of her groceries are starting to get closer to their perishable dates. sabine ended up whipping a decent stir-fry, fridge cleanout style, and had it while finishing one of her essays.

still feeling remnants of stress lingering in her systems, sabine decided to head to the gym down the block to flush it out of her body for good. considering the last time she worked out was two weeks ago, her body has started to get achey and stiff with lack of active use.

the gym was empty by the time sabine got there, safe for a number of people who are either still working out, or are about to finish. it made sense, given it's already closer towards midnight. sabine drops her items off back at the lockers, and head straight to start her workout regimes.

sabine drowned in the routine, missing the gym slowly emptying, safe for her and another woman. she didn't pay much attention to her, too lost in the rhythm of her exercise and music, assuming it's just the night shift staff. she couldn't help feeling her fleeting gazes reflected on the mirrors, though.

sabine was just finishing up her routine, passing the boxing corner as she walks towards the lockers, when she saw her again. unmistakable bone-white blonde hair that's cropped just above her sturdy shoulders, now tied to a tight little ponytail. her eyes meet with stellar greenish-blue, forming faint crescents as a small smile crept up her lips.

"shin, hey!" sabine calls, widely smiling as she approaches the familiar blonde.

shin gestures a smile wave back at sabine from beside the punching sack, levelling her breaths. "hey, sabine," she returned when sabine is in front of her, "haven't seen you lately."

"yeah," sabine chuckles, "been insanely busy. swamped the whole week in my apartment."

"ah," shin nods understandingly, a wolfish smile on her lips, "that's a shame. the other day, somebody had knocked down the punching bag. i thought it was you again, but unfortunately, it was not."

sabine laughs, head thrown back. "oh, come on. still wouldn't let me live that one down?"

"well, it was an interesting event, no?"

"for you!"

shin's smile broke to a grin, echoed by a deep laugh. "okay, okay. i'll let it slide. for a price."

"oh?" sabine quirked a playful brow, shifting her weight to one hip. "what may that be?"

the blonde trainer presents a pair of boxing gloves at sabine, "spar with me?" with another of her wolfish, lopsided smile.

sabine crowed as she grabs the blue pair of gloves. "alright, you wanna add a little bet?"

"a bet?"

"yeah, y'know," sabine shrugs her shoulders, "just to make it a lil' more fun."

shin places a hand on her hip, interested. "okay, what do you have?"

sabine hummed. she wasn't thinking thoroughly and didn't plan this far out. she should settle for something small and simple. shin was patiently waiting for her, so she replies, "if i win, get the best shawarma down the third block with me."

"shawarma?" shin repeated with a humoured laugh, "this late? really?"

sabine raises her arms, chortling. "hey, it's just the idea on the top of my head!"

"okay, okay. agreed." shin nodded, then quirking a brow at sabine, accent slipping as she ask, "and if i win? what do i get?"

"you tell me! what do you want, gata?"

shin's eyes shift up as she appeared to be thinking, and sabine couldn't really help but find this blonde trainer slash gym staff... strangely endearing.

as shin tilted her head up slightly, sabine can note the myriads of moles scattered on her face like stars. sabine also noticed the sharp slope of shin's jawline, and her high cheekbones that highlights her stellar blue eyes. she likens shin to a pretty porcelain matryoshka in her mind.

shin then decides, "i think if i win, i get to have your number?"

well. that was certainly unexpected for sabine.

"m-my number? you want my number?" sabine flushes, repeating it with barely any eloquency.

"oh, um," shin flusters, appearing awkward, "uh, i'm sorry, i think i was a bit too forward. i thought you... aren't straight. i assumed you liked girls."

sabine's bursted out, "oh! fuck, i do! i love women!" she cringed when she registered what she had just blurted out loud, her brain clicking much too fast. "wait, that's not what i meant. i mean yes, i do like girls because i'm not straight. i was just... not expecting you to ask about my number...?"

shin's ears are dusted in pink, and it really doesn't help sabine to calm herself down. with a shy smile, the blonde replies, "i just figured it'll be easier to find me if you ever need to hit the gym during my shift?"

"i agree," sabine laughs, entertained. "alright then. best of three wins?"

shin had already hopped onto the ring, smiling confidently down at sabine. "sounds good to me."

when they sparred, it's a lot more playful and less intense as their first time. sabine had picked up more of shin's stances and fighting cues, reading her better than the first time. shin is still as acrobatic as always, but sabine managed to keep up with her this time. at some point, just before sabine's muscles gave out, she cornered shin and pinned the blonde by locking her arms and legs with her own.

"wanna yield?"

sabine's lips were right next to shin's exposed ears, her arms locking the blonde's shoulders. they were both breathing heavily, skin to skin close on the boxing ring's mat. sabine noticed shin's face and ears flushed red, but didn't think much of it, assuming it was caused by the heavy breathing from getting locked on top of sabine.

shin, surprisingly, managed to handle herself out of sabine's lock. with a swift motion faster than sabine could've anticipated, shin had reversed their positions, this time pinning sabine down on her stomach with an arm on her back and another above sabine's head. with bated breaths and a triumphant smirk, shin replies, "do you wanna yield?"

sabine's brain is all scrambled; the way shin had pinned her down and the distance from the blonde trainer's lips from her ear aren't helping her form any thoughts or whatsoever. she could only tap her pinned hand on the ring's floor, signalling defeat. only when shin lets her grip go, sabine admits, "i didn't think you'd flip the switch on me. how'd you do it?"

"you had your tricks, i have my own," shin cheekily replies, skipping backwards to grab a water bottle. "you put a good fight, but that's one to one already."

"damn," sabine jumped back to her footings, head tilted in disbelief, "really? that fifth kickflip didn't count as my second point?"

shin laughs, carefully tossing the water at sabine. "unfortunately, no. i didn't yield, did i?"

sabine drinks the water, briefly remembering shin had drank from the same bottle as well, causing her brain to short-circuit momentarily. through her brain-fart she manages, "are you always this stingy?"

"only when i'm sparring with pretty woman." shin shrugs nonchalantly, lifting the bottom edge of her tank to wipe sweat off her face. the motion revealed her toned stomach, which sabine had to fight tooth and nail to not stare for too long.

"um…" sabine began lamely, her mouth definitely haven't caught up with whatever thoughts formed in her lagging brain. she tries again, "so… i guess another stalemate, then?"

"looks like it." shin sighs, a small smile on her lips. "sparring you got me beat, actually. i would love for another round to see which of us could win, but i've got to clock out."

sabine, finally catching her charisma again, cheekily returns, "aw, shame. i'd love to pull your own little trick on you."

"you'll get your chance."

sabine stayed until shin finishes cleaning up and clocking out, walking out the gym with the blonde trainer towards her go-to shawarma place down the block. they exchanged stories, learning more about each other and their day to day's over two chicken shawarmas.

at the end of the night, after parting with shin at a crosswalk, sabine has a new contact in her phone.

and after that, sabine began finding shin in a lot of other places she goes to in the city. all by chance.

tuesday morning, at an indie coffeeshop downtown. sabine was there to grab a cup of coffee and the best (in her opinion) lox bagel within three mile radius. shin was at the counter picking up her order; a cup of honey cinammon tea latte.

(sabine told her the brown-butter croissant would go heavenly well with shin's drink.)

the thrift store two blocks down from sabine's. it was a friday afternoon and sabine was out looking for another heavy flannels because ahsoka doesn't seem like she'd return her (favourite) grey heavy flannels. just as she was heading to the jackets' aisle, she bumps into shin, who was trying out a patchwork denim jacket.

(shin laughs when sabine said that the patchwork denim jacket isn't gay enough for either of them.)

on a wednesday evening, sabine was just riding her bike towards a park, mildly stressed out and in need of a cigarette break. at the smoking area, shin was there, sitting with a lit stick twiddled in her fingers. when the blonde trainer met sabine's gaze, she laughs with a shook of her head.

"didn't think i'd find you in this janky park, too," sabine quipped teasingly, lighting up a stick.

"be honest with me now," shin replies with an equally teasing note, earning a humoured eyebrow raise from sabine, "have you been following me, sabine?"

sabine laughs out loud, head thrown back. "does it really look like i do?"

shin nods her head, taking a drag of her cigarette. "it does. so, are you?"

"i don't even know you smoked too!" sabine refuted, pointing at their lit sticks, smoke rising slowly. she tries her hardest to not stare at the way the damn cigarette sits so prettily in shin's slender finger. she then adds, "i swear, it's like i'm just gonna run into you anywhere."

"okay, fair enough," shin agrees, raising her hands, before cheekily saying, "but to be fair, i am eastern european. we and the balkans chainsmoke like steam trains, you know."

sabine chokes midway dragging her smoke, combusting a choppy laugh-cough. "shin!" when shin only mirrors her laugh, she nudges the blonde's shoulder. "you're ridiculous."

"sorry?" shin offered jokingly. she took the last drag before tossing the stubbed filter to the tray next to her, leaning down to meet sabine's face. "seriously, though. i don't think of you as someone who smoke as well. you okay?"

"yeah..." sabine exhales a huff of smoke, offering a tight-lipped smile back at her, before shrugging unsurely. "i dunno, 'm just been hella stressed. i usually hit this park after riding around at night."

shin shifts closer to sabine. "you ride?"

sabine nods. "custom made triumph."

"wow, you're even more ukrainian than i am."

sabine laughs. "seriously?"

"oh, yeah. definitely." shin flashes a wolfish smirk (and by god, it made sabine's chest race because it's so unreasonably attractive).

"i think it's 'cause i'm gay, shin," sabine joked, which the blonde returned with a humoured chuckle.

"that much, i can see."

"so," sabine began, stubbing her dead stick, lighting another one she fished from the pack beside her, "why am i finding you in this janky ass park? you got something goin' on, hermosa?"

shin shrugs, contemplating. she then sighed, curt and tired. when she spoke, her accent was heavy, "college assignment deadlines catching up on my ass. i've got this... what do you call it? survey-based research paper thing... it's kind of hard to gather the right pool of people to ask. it's just that, really."

"ah," sabine understood, knowing exactly where shin was coming from, "yeah, i feel ya. i had that too for my statistics lecture back in my fourth sem. kicked my ass so bad for a week, 'soka had to search and rescue me from my own apartment."

the frown on shin's face dissipates into a laugh; carefree and sweet kind of chuckle, which doesn't really help much in easing up sabine's stomach butterflies. sabine's cigarette long forgotten, ashes falling softly from where it was lodged between her fingers, opting to study shin's face instead.

shin's greenish-blue eyes meets sabine's.

"qué lindas…" sabine murmured under her breath, not really conscious or mindful about her volume.

shin smiles. "mmm… gracias."

sabine blinks. "you speak spanish?"

"not really, but i have a pair of eyes and a brain."

"i– okay, fair enough."

shin tucks a stray hair behind sabine's ear, sending static down her spine. the blonde's accented voice was barely above a whisper as she says, "як мило."

sabine doesn't understand, but damn.

that did things.

well, shit, sabine thinks.

[spicyclover]

Unplanned | Part seven

Summary:  You are pregnant with Mick. It’s not going as planned; in fact, it’s not planned. Everything happens so fast, and everything is chaotic. Mick has a hard time accepting it. You have difficulty realizing that two of you may not be raising this child.

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“I’m gonna go,” He said, clearing his throat. He scratches the back of his head nervously by putting a hand in front of his intimacy to hide his growing excitement.

The next few days followed, and she felt comfortable at the Schumacher house. Corinna was the sweetest making sure she was comfortable and had everything. While Gina makes her see the countryside of Switzerland. Mick already had a few plans prepared with his friends, and he wanted to cancel, but she clearly said she didn’t mind if he wanted to have fun with his friend, and he did.

They haven’t talked about what might have happened that night, but she doesn’t think she can stop wanting him every night since. To feel him near her, that he loves her. And Mick can’t help but want to fuck her whenever he sees her. He does not understand how she could intoxicate him in such a short time. He is a prisoner of her touch, of her look, of her smell.

He had to leave the room several times, so much so that having her next to him made him crazy. Having to hide in his room like a teenager to relieve himself.

“Stop stealing my houses,” she says, pouting.

“Stop stealing my property.” He answers by pulling his tongue.

“Am not.”

“You are.” He said, leaning his body closer to hers.

“I am not,” She whispers, biting her lower lip.

“My God, I love her lips.” Think Mick looking at her lips with envy. His eyes blackened with the desire to kiss her. To capture her pink lips and kiss them until death followed.

Touch her body and possess it again. Do it sober. To take her there, now, in the family room in plain sight. So that everyone knows that she is his. Just by this thought, his cheeks blush, and an erection begins. She smiles wisely, knowing very well the effect she has on him.

He apologizes and leaves the room quickly. She giggles gently before fondling Angie’s head lying at her feet. She takes her phone and looks at the photos of the last few days. Mick is not present much, but those where he is, are her favourites.

But, there is something or other someone who comes to tarnish this beautiful picture of reunion.

He feels terrible cause he still hasn’t told her that he will be leaving in a few days for Australia with his friend. It was only on the 29th that he came to her room and told her he was leaving a few hours later. She was obviously surprised and didn’t expect him to go this quickly. He was leaving her alone, like most days he did. But she didn’t say much. She was just upset that he wasn’t willing to put her first. But she remembers that she’s not his girlfriend and she is just some girl he got pregnant with. So why would he actually care about her and her feelings? Maybe because they really grew close together during the short time they had.

Mick wasn’t aware of all the thoughts that were entering her mind. Something changed when Nina came to his house with Jake to pick him up.

He met Nina at the party in Abu Dhabi. She’s so different from Y/n. She’s popular and beautiful to most people, really superficial, but she’s nice and doesn’t judge him or anything. They met a couple of times after that, and he liked her. She’s good in bed, and she makes him forget about Y/n.

When she saw her. Running into Mick's arm and kissing him all over. She really felt her heart stop. She wanted to throw up. “How stupid can I be?” She thinks, going back to her room. She didn’t want to see them or anyone, actually. The only thing that mattered was to get out of this house, of this country and away from him as possible. “How could he lie to her like that? Why didn’t he mention that he got himself a girlfriend?”

She didn’t know why she was this upset, but maybe it was because she thought something was between them. Something more than just tension and this pregnancy. She could feel it and see it. She wasn't unaware of the effect she had on him. She was fully aware of all the moments they spent together. He was genially happy and excited. So why didn’t he mention he had a girlfriend?

He left with his friend and his new “girlfriend.” without looking back. He felt terrible because he knew he had broken her heart. He saw her leave with tears in her eyes, and he wanted to go after, to be with her. But nothing is simple, and he can't just be a jerk to Nina. “Then why am I a jerk to Y/n?” He also didn’t tell her he had stopped talking to her because he had found someone else. She cried a bit, but she knew he wouldn’t invest in it that much.

She left on the 30th for Canada, joining her parents for the new year. She spends the rest of her time at the Schumacher in her room, avoiding his mom and sister. “God, she hates their pity looks.” Only thanking Corinna and Gina, who had sad eyes, feeling bad for her. She promised to send a few pictures after the new echography. She didn’t say much when she came back to her parents. She spent the entire new year looking through her phone and watching Mick having fun on a Yacht, smoking and drinking, and getting a lap dance from his new girlfriend. She doesn’t know why she was upset that much, but she was. She cried most of the night, listening to the videos in loops.

The first few weeks of January were pretty calm. She went for the second echo. She is now in her second trimester. The morning sickness has stopped, and she can finally eat normally again. She received messages from Mick wishing her a Happy New Year and asking about the baby, but she didn’t respond to any of them. She was mad and didn’t know why she was mad at him, but she was.

It’s the 15th of January that she got the news about her baby. During the appointment, she felt kind of overwhelmed and sad. For the second time, she was alone with the doctor, looking at the screen. Unable to see anything clearly, and making her cry. The only thing that reassured her was the sound of his little heart—valiantly pumping its little heart.

She was happy but felt a bit empty that Mick wasn’t there. She wants him by her side, with her, away from that bitch. A wave of anger invaded her, and she thanked the doctor, leaving the consultation. The little pictures of the ultrasound in her hand and the little recording of the heart in her phone, she puts on her headphones and presses start to listen to that heart beating. The heart of her baby.

Sitting on a bench outside the hospital, she remains there for a good thirty minutes, caressing her belly with her eyes closed, waiting for her mother to come and take her home.

“Y/n. Y/n. Y/n!” Her mother yells, taking off her headphones. “Can you answer when I call you?”

“Sorry I didn’t hear.” She apologizes, gets into the car, and looks out the window.

Only when she returned to the comfort of her home that she calls Corinna, as she promised. Her mother disapproves of all of them. She wants her daughter to be happy and this pregnancy to be a wonderful time for her, but nothing goes as planned, and it upsets her.

“Yes, Corinna, the baby is perfectly fine. It has all his legs and all his arms. I’ll send you the picture of the echo in a few minutes.” She repeats for the fifth time.

“And how are you? You don’t do anything too physical?”

“I’m well. Stop worrying. The morning sickness finally stops, and I feel more like myself.”

‘‘Perfect! Do you have everything? Did Mick text you?” Corinna asks again, asking lots of questions at the same time. A tear rings in her eye. The mother of her child’s father is more worried about her well-being than the father himself. And this is a blow to her.

“He did... I just didn’t have the time the answer him.” She responds with a ball of emotion in her voice.

“Something happens? You can tell me. I have no problem getting him back on track, Liebe.”

“No, it’s me. I just... I shouldn’t discuss this with you, and I must go. Please stop sending hundreds of messages every day.” She asks quickly, finishing the conversation as soon as possible. The pressure in her voice does not allow her more words.

“Y/n?”

She starts crying. “Fucking hormones!” She wanted Mick for her, with her. She’s upset about being so emotional about it.

Corinna looks at her phone and sees that something is wrong. She knows she doesn’t have to interfere in her son’s life anymore, but it’s starting to take a lot of time. She appreciates very much, Y/n. She is a lovely and intelligent girl, much better than that Nina scoundrel that her son brought home a few times.

Mick tries to call her several time after talking to his mother. She looks at her phone, not wanting to respond, but it’s finally the fifth call that her mother has responded to.

“Y/n?”

“No, it’s her mother.”

“Can I speak with Y/n, please?” he demands.

“Can you stop harassing my daughter? Don’t you think you already make her feel miserable? You can tell your mother that too, and she doesn’t want to talk or see any of you.” She says harshly, leaving her daughter, who tries to get her phone back.

“I don’t understand.”

“Well, it’s too bad for you.”She says sarcastically.

“Wait... you can’t talk to me that way!”

“I can talk to you the way I want. You already change her entire life for her. Don’t you think you have done enough?”

‘‘We were two that night.” He says, trying to defend himself.

“Oh please, she doesn’t even remember much of that night. You probably abuse her or something like that.”

“Mom, stop it.” Begged her while trying to grab her phone again.

“This boy needs to know he can’t mess with you just because he’s rich and has a famous surname. You have feelings too, and I don’t want to see you down again because he wants to get every girl he gets pregnant.”

“What?” Mick offends on the phone.

“Don’t play innocent young boy. We saw the video of you and your girlfriend. So now, you return to your girlfriend and forget about us, and we can take care of this ourselves.”

“It’s my baby too.”

“Well, you should have thought of that before going to Australia and letting her all alone in your home with your mother and sister. You didn’t even pick her up at the airport.”

“I...”

“You lost your voice? It’s not about you and never will be. Now leave our family alone and forget we told you about this.” She hung up before he could say another word.

Mick was pitchless. Never in his life had he thought he hurt her. He is an imbecile, and how can he think you wouldn’t mind him spending time with his friends while you were alone at his house? He’s so stupid and starts crying, looking at his mother and sister.

“I can’t believe she talked to you that way. What a crazy woman.” His mother is offended.

“Mom.”

“Of course, you can have some time with your friends.”

“Mom...”

“She’s not your girlfriend, even though the other is not great. It’s a good thing you stop seeing her.” His mother says, going into the kitchen. Mick gets up from the couch and walks outside.

He walks, he doesn’t know where, but he needs to walk away. Away from his mother, his home, her, Nina, and everyone. Why does no one understand that this whole thing is so difficult for him, too?

Gina sighs while watching Mick leave. She knows he needs to be alone, but she needs to understand to help him even though she orders her mother not to get involved in the affairs that keep her. She is still her big sister, and it is her little brother. He’s in pain, and he clearly needs advice.

She takes two glasses of juice and goes out to join her brother. She finds it a few minutes later, returning from the field towards the barn.

“Mick. Stop torturing yourself like that.” Gina says, sitting next to him. “Drink that juice. It’ll do you good. It’s not your fault.”

“But of course, I had something to do with it! Of course, I had something to do with it! I didn’t wear a condom once. Just once! I didn’t have any, and she wasn’t aware of basically anything, and I was the one who wanted to do it. I’m the one who insisted! Result, now, she pays for everything. Not my fault? Fuck, but you don’t understand.” He yells, smashing the glass into one of the barn walls, going out like a madman to the garden, and punching the door in his path.

“Mick!” Yells Corinna, getting out of the house.

“Was, Mom!" He yells back. “Sie haben recht..” What, mom! They are right.

“Was?” What?

“Wir schrieben wochenlang, bevor ich Nina sah."He admits. “Sie ist außergewöhnlich, aber ich hätte nie gedacht, dass sie mich mögen würde. Und am Tag bevor ich ging, waren wir zusammen im Bett. Ich hielt ihre kleine Beule und sie sagte, sie sei endlich glücklich, mich an ihrer Seite zu haben. Ich bin derjenige, der kein Kondom anziehen wollte. Ich bin derjenige, der sich nicht um die Folgen gekümmert hat, und jetzt lebt sie mit ihnen. Don’t you understand! I fucked up! I fucking fucked up!” We texted for weeks before I started seeing Nina. She’s extraordinary, but I never thought she would like me. And the day before I left, we were in bed together. I held her tiny bump, and she said she was finally happy to have me by her side. I’m the one who didn’t want to put on a condom. I’m the one who didn’t care about the consequence, and now she is living with them.

“Well, she was there...” Corinna tries to confort him.

“She was drunker than I was.” He screams. “She wanted it, but I should have stopped because I was more conscious than her. She didn’t even realize I jerked into her.’‘

‘‘I...”

“Kannst du aufhören, so naiv zu sein und denken, dass ich nichts falsch mache? I fucking bred her because I was so amazed by her. You know what I felt that night when I was into her. I thought about how much I wanted her to be mine forever, how I wanted her to have my kids and be my wife. We only met for a few hours, and I was already under a spell, and she didn’t even know it.” Can you stop being so naive and think I don't do anything wrong?

“Schatz...” Honey

“Ich liebe sie, ich liebe sie, mom. But everything is going too fast. She’s already fourteen weeks pregnant. In 26 weeks, she would have our baby. I love her. Ich habe das Echo auf meinen Homescreen gesetzt, weil ich den ganzen Tag an sie denke. During the new year, all I could think about was her. How I wanted to be by her side and not Nina. I know I fuck Nina, but I moan her name. That’s why Nina broke up with me.”  I love her, I love her, mom. I fucking put the echo on my home screen because I think of her all day long.

Corinna didn’t know what to say to all this. She was speechless, and she now has a way a more precise portrait of the situation. She sighed and took her son in her arm. How could she be so blind about all this? About her son? About Y/n. Of course, this sweet girl wasn’t the problem. He was, and he needed to take responsibility.

She sighs, taking her broken son in her arms. She lulls him for a few minutes while he calms down, and she thinks about a solution. Gina is in the background with tears in her eyes at her brother's distress. She has never seen him so collapse, and it hurts her heart. 

Corinna’s mind is thinking a thousand times an hour. How would this young woman forgive her son? How will he do it? Or will he do it? How?

“You go to her. Invited her to ROC, and we can fix this.” She whispers in his ear. 

“I...”

“You take the first plane to Canada tomorrow. Go to her. Will think about the rest later. Baby, ich weiß, es ist nicht einfach und diese ganze Situation ist nur Scheiße, aber wenn du sie liebst. Geh zu ihr und bring sie zu dir.” Baby, I know this isn’t easy, and this whole situation is just shit, but if you love her. Go find her and bring her to you.

Mick takes the time to think about his mother’s idea before approving it.

The following day, he jumps on the next plane available for Canada, which is a three-connection, but he doesn't care at this point. He waits hours for his next connection at the Charles de Gaulle airport. Trying to think about what to say or do.

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☆ smut, (☆) implied smut, ☁ fluff, ϟ angst/some sad themes

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new/my favourites -

saturn return ☆☁ϟ [14k] - knight!eddie + princess!fem!reader

worry lines ☁ϟ [4.7k] your ex comes back and Eddie gets jealous (cw for abuse)

Eddie wakes you up mid-road trip to see a corny roadside attraction (request) [2.4k] ☁

wise words ☁ϟ [4k] Eddie fucks up (royally) and has to work his ass off to get you back. based loosely on how you get the girl by t. swift

classified ☆☁ϟ [13k] at your wits end, you put an ad in the classifieds for a special kind of tutor. Eddie finds it and takes you up on the offer.

the end (two parts): 1 - the end is near - you and the gang find Eddie in rick's boathouse. ☁ϟ(☆) [5.5k] 2 - the end is here - living with Eddie in the months after Vecna. ☆☁ϟ [5.3k]

Eddie plays the piano. ☁ [0.6k]

end of beginnings ☁ϟ [5.3k] you spend christmas and new year with Eddie. in other words: crossing the line.

you tell Eddie you love him for the first time (request) ☆☁ [3k]

an account of how Wayne Munson got tired of your pining and took matters into his own hands (at christmas!) ☁ [1k]

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fics/requests -

the bone crush ϟ☁ [5.5k] you’re five years out of high school and your boyfriend's managed to get famous. some days are harder than others, but he goes to great lengths to make it better.

knight in a navy blue boiler suit - part 2 ☁ϟ [5.2k] you take your car in for fixing and the mechanics are a**holes about it. Eddie, though, saves the day. 

on Christmas Eve, you take Eddie to visit your parents. ☁ [0.5k]

nineteen ☁ [2.6k] a reflection on the beginning of you and Eddie. 

birthday boy ☁ [1.4k] it's Eddie's birthday!

Eddie stands up for you in class (request) ☁ϟ [2k]

Eddie helps you with an ED (tw) (request) ☁ϟ [3.3k]

you go to Eddie after a breakup and he tries to contain his feelings (request) [2.1k] ☁ϟ

stuck [1k] ☁ϟ you have a bad dream about Eddie and he comforts you (twice)

a very fem!reader likes metal, much to Eddie's surprise (request) [1.9k] ☁

wasteland, baby [4k] (☆)☁ϟ your friendship with Eddie got complicated when you went to college. you've both been hiding things from each other, and the heat of a summer spent in Hawkins draws out the truth. fwb!Eddie

say it with your hands ☁ [1.1k] a fluffy evening with Eddie.

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old blog - (these links are currently broken on mobile - they'll be fixed soon!)

nothing else matters - e.m - you decide it’s time to confess how you feel to your best friend. braced for disaster, you have no idea what’s coming. ☆☁

deny me, I dare you - e.m - Eddie gets a sudden urge to marry you. ☁

smoke signals - e.m - in a moment of panic, you find yourself seeking comfort somewhere relatively new. ☁ϟ

begin again - part 2 - e.m - you go on a weirdly normal first date with Eddie Munson. ☁ϟ

telepathy - e.m - you ask your boyfriend Eddie to comfort you in a new way. ☆☁

hero - e.m - a weird guy follows you home, but your knight (Eddie) in shining armour (his van) comes to your rescue. ☁ϟ

rohirrim - e.m - you’re home for Christmas and one of Steve’s infamous house parties turns into the reunion you’ve been waiting for. ☆☁

pick me up - e.m - Eddie makes your dream come true. ☁ϟ

next door - e.m - you think you might be in love with the boy next door. Until you know, you want to have some fun with him. ☆

panda eyes - e.m - Chronicling the day of Eddie’s graduation, the celebration that follows, and revelations on his bedroom floor the next morning. ☁(☆)

as soon as possible - e.m - you rent When Harry Met Sally and realise some things about yourself and your best friend Eddie. ☁ϟ

open - e.m - you have a turbulent relationship with your body and you tell Eddie about it. ☁ϟ

the guitar teacher - e.m - Eddie gets a job teaching kids guitar and it makes you broody as hell. ☁ϟ(☆)

miscellaneous:

Eddie pisses you off at school but makes a big show of his apology

Eddie comes home late from a gig and you pretend to be asleep