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[earththings]

[amaranthineghost]

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🥥 ꒱ TWO WHEEL DRIVE: CROSSWALK COLLISION ( lando norris. )

lando norris x biker!reader

it's race week in miami, but instead of being on four wheels, lando has some two wheel trouble. he feels bad enough to where he turns to twitter to help find the girl he nearly caused a collision with.

authors note: I love bikers so I had to do this (and I know that lando didn't help oscar win his sprint, but she doesn't know that! yet!!!) second and third part will be out in the next few days or so!

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ynusername

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ynusername sunset ride and almost hitting a guy on the crosswalk core!! 🤗🤗🤗

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yourbsf always so fun to ride with you 🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼 maybe next time don't almost hit a pedestrian? 😅

user this is the girl lando was looking for?! SHES STUNNING

⤷ ynusername who's lando? 😅 and thanks babes 🫶🏼🫶🏼

⤷ user oh lando? we go way back, he helped rescue my cat from a tree!

⤷ user yeah, he's a real one, he gave cpr to my goldfish after it flopped onto the carpet 🤗🤗🤗

user hello??? SHES SUCH A BADDIE

user thanking lando for helping us discover this gorgeous woman

⤷ user right like maybe she did us a favor by almost running him over...

user the internet becoming his wingman so he doesn't fumble this baddie 😭😭

⤷ user lando norriz and nowins better prove one of those statements wrong soon 🙌

user nahhh because what's wrong with her?? nearly running him over and then posting with a stupid caption about it?? 🙄🙄🙄

⤷ user this girl clearly doesn't understand who he is 🫣

user i need to see lando on a bike, he'd rock that shit

ynusername

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ynusername safe to say i won't be falling asleep tonight 🫶🏻

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user HELLO??? IS THAT LANDO

user OH MY GOD

user bro's doing charity work out here

user LANDO NORIZZ HAS RIZZ?? (he rescued my entire family from a house fire)

user please LET THAT BE LANDO

yourbsf i thought i was your backpack 😕

⤷ ynusername you are bbg i just gave a man a short ride

⤷ yourbsf uh huh 🤨

user lando backpack confirmed

user lando actually rescued me from a desert island on his multi-million dollar yacht!

landonorris pretty sunset

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user im gonna faint, lando commented

user EVERYBODY STAY CALM!!!

oscarpiastri lando actually helped me win a sprint race

user she's clearly just using him

⤷ user stay mad

landonorris

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landonorris i think two wheels suits me

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user omg that's the same sunset in ynusername's post??

user lando on a bike? YES PLEASE!!!

user i can barely handle him with four wheels, i don't know about two!!!

user oh my god the second picture is goals

ynusername what a cute cat! 😊

⤷ landonorris not as cute as you

user im not the only one who saw that comment from lando right?

⤷ user no i definitely saw that

user HE HAS RIZZ I FEAR!!

user i know my goat

user backpack lando has too much power

⤷ user lando anywhere near a bike has too much power

ynusername

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ynusername sorry i had plans <3

tagged alexandrasaintmleux, iamrebbecad, mclaren, landonorris

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user oh my GOD SHE WAS AT THE RACE?

⤷ user i bet lando asked mclaren to invite her 🥺

landonorris thank you for coming to support me on four wheels this time!

⤷ ynusername of course, i had so much fun and you deserve it so much! 🫶🏻

⤷ user smooth lando, smooth

⤷ user on four wheels this time...THIS TIME?!

user stop she was there supporting lando MY HEART

⤷ user i can't take it I LOVE THEM

alexandrasaintmleux so amazing to see you darling 🌺 can't wait to see you again

⤷ ynusername i had such an amazing time, i love you so much 🥹 i'll be waiting impatiently

user stop the other wags interacting with our new (potential) wag

user i need to see her with all the other wags now

⤷ user it's a must

iamrebeccad a pleasure to meet you! you looked absolutely stunning and i look forward to hanging out again!

⤷ ynusername i love you so much, you are drop-dead gorgeous! i would love to hang out again soon 🫶🏻

user the way everyone loves her

⤷ user i mean, can you blame them? she's a hot, incredibly stunning and badass biker who's insanely sweet and kind! who wouldn't love her?!

⤷ user i don't blame them, i fear i would gravitate towards her like a magnet if i ever met her 🥲

mclaren lovely having you at the hospitality! should keep you around if it means our drivers will win 😉

⤷ ynusername thank you for giving me this amazing experience and opportunity! i'd love to do it again sometime 🫶🏻

user MCLAREN'S COMMENT??

⤷ user please let this be a sign

⤷ user mclaren please we need to see them again

user they need to be together

⤷ user as much as i would love to see them together, she lives in miami and he's leaving 😭

⤷ user no shush i'm manifesting

⤷ user okay real i'm right there beside you

landonorris

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landonorris nowins and norizz? okay lol

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user HELLO SOFT LAUNCH!!

⤷ user soft launch, but we already know its them

⤷ user let them have their fun!

user bro really said lol

user lando has a win and rizz??? is the world okay???

ynusername so proud of you! you deserve it 🫶🏻

⤷ landonorris i won because you were watching

⤷ user lando said "this one's for you" and SCORED

oscarpiastri congrats on the win mate

⤷ landonorris thanks osc!

user LANDO CALLING OSCAR 'OSC' MAKES IT EVEN BETTER

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[pinkaditty]

HI i love your works sm ,,, and i really love the way you write it just brings out soemtnhign in me ,,, but hear me out on leo kurosagi angst where leo keeps insulting pc and pc just took it well until he said something sensitive (maybe sth ab the way she eats? or sth abt her face etc etc) and hurt pc's feelings and he didnt feel bad when pc cried , but when he saw pc going over to sho and sho giving him dirty looks he feels remorseful but he didnt want his pride to crack so he blamed pc , and then when pc started avouding him he started mocking her but in the inside it hurt him and his pride slightly , afterwards he found out he actually has genuine feelings for pc but denies it , until he found out pc is now his bff's gf WOW i NEED him humbled 🤗🤗🤗

Pavlov's Ghoul (Leo Kurosagi x Reader x Sho Haizono; Tokyo Debunker)

hey anon this existing is UR FAULT. (ilysm ty 4 the idea) and i hope u don't mind that I added my own little twist 2 it... hehe! even if u didn't expect me 2 write anything u can't drop a fresh, juicy steak of an idea like this and expect me not 2 salivate and tear it 2 shreds via writing it out.

OMG also TYYYYYYY IM SOSO GLAD U LIKE MY WRITING YIPPEE!!!!!!!!! i hope this is up 2 ur standards anon

a/n: why does this exist? blame anon and my inner need 4 a bitchy boy 2 be humbled amen! also i feel like i've completed my tokyo debunker rite of passage... ive finally written leo angst... nirvana at last.

summary: leo gets fuckin pavloved LMAO! considered calling this "ecstasy" or something bc of the pill line but ohh my god "pavlov's ghoul" hit too hard i fear.

cw: this isn't dark imo but be warned as this is just a little bit crazy, the most insane kind of yearning ive ever written maybe. implied sexual encounters, multiple sexual innuendos, and some odd behavior. MINORS DNI AS PER USUALLLLLL!

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Sho's kind, reasonably so. Leo knows this. Sho also has an infinite store of deeply repressed anger. Leo also knows this. It's the reason he's in Vagastrom, after all. A deep, roiling anger that seems to eat at him if he doesn't have an appropriate outlet to balance his mood. That's why he's such a good cook, why he's so good at fighting, why he's got an excellent sense of balance and rides his bike smoother than anyone else he knew. He's using these things as outlets for his anger. It's not Leo's fault that the occasional outing to trick and deceive another sexually repressed rich old man for money is something else Sho seems to derive stress relief from. And it's not Leo's fault that Sho continues to stick around with him after those jobs are done. It's never been a problem for either of them, as far as he can tell. At least, there were no problems until Little Miss Inspector showed up.

Suddenly, Sho didn't want to lie anymore. Suddenly, Sho wanted to go as far as to address you with the proper honorifics, ask for your help with setting up his food truck, and even generally spend time with you outside of that. And for what? Some trembling, scared, pathetic girl that knew nothing of the world of anomalies prior to her curse? Some girl doomed to "die" in less than one year, no less? He couldn't understand the kindness Sho showed you. It made no sense, nor any difference. You'd be dead soon, so what did it matter?

It's got to the point where he's begun to randomly put you down with petty insults and biting remarks. They usually consist of things like "Oh my god, even preschoolers know Anomalous Biological Basics! Come on Inspector, is your head screwed on right? Not even the Captain is this stupid." or "You remember your ability is useless when we need it, right? You'd be nothing more than a burden on missions if you can't even control this power. " or even "God, you're such a basic loser. Can't you find something else to do with your free time instead hang around Sho like a lovesick puppy? You're starting to look like that dog that's always around Kagami." and worse insults. He gets the occasional sidelong disapproving glance from Alan or even a slight furrowed brow from Sho, but it didn't matter to Leo. So long as he could slowly plant seeds of doubt in his fellow ghouls and put you down to satisfy his ego, even an odd look was negligible.

He couldn't even stand looking at you. The uniform they'd chosen for you was awful, didn't even highlight your curves. He hated the way you styled your hair, and always thought he could totally do it better. The way you seemed so relaxed around other ghouls pissed him off, why couldn't he be good company? He found you repulsive, unable to resist glaring at you from the corner of his eye whenever he could. He had to get rid of you somehow. He would never admit to feeling threatened by you; instead choosing to focus all that energy into believing you were simply throwing a wrench into his plans to live an easy, get-away-with-anything university life.

It's all come to a head today. Leo thinks he's had enough of seeing you at the food truck after hours, chatting it up with Sho. It's like he can't even catch this guy alone anymore. Before he knows it, he's made a beeline for the truck. His brand new shoes scuff on the brick path in his rush, and eventually begin to stain green on the grass, his brisk stride tearing through the verdant lawn. He tries not to let his anger show on his face, but it's evident in his posture and pace. He forcefully sidles himself into the conversation, leaning on the service counter next to you, not even waiting for you to finish speaking before he pipes up. "Wow, here again, huh? And here I thought a basic bitch like you would know her place! That mouth of yours must be good for something if he keeps a chatterbox like you around."

The chill settles into the air almost immediately despite his candid tone and relaxed, smug smile. He's so focused on your reaction that he hardly notices the look Sho gives him, twisted with displeasure and confusion. He watches as you visibly falter, your lopsided smile fading into a barely-there frown. He stares, unrepentant, laughing internally. This was the reaction he wanted.

He turns towards Sho and raises an eyebrow at his look. "What? She can take it." Sho's expression visibly wavers, and Leo fully expects him to back down, as he usually does. But instead, Sho turns to you and his face grows pale. Leo rolls his eyes, assuming Sho is totally overreacting, and turns to you. He stiffens at your visible tears. Okay, totally not what he expected, but come on. This was the insult that made you cry?

Leo notices Sho is at your side in record speed, wrapping an arm around your shoulders, and gently drawing your hunched form away, giving Leo a harsh look. Leo simply scoffs. As far as he was concerned, your reaction was pathetic. It wasn't going to stop him from having any fun.

This. Under no circumstances should this hurt. At all.

Leo had noticed you'd been avoiding him. You would slink away if he so much as entered the same room as you. You wouldn't look him in the eyes if he approached, keeping your expression impassive. Sometimes you'd just outright ignore him. It was beginning to become a bit of a nuisance. He couldn't properly mock you if you weren't there to witness it happening, or didn't give him the reaction he wanted. It was odd. When he faced these feelings head-on, it almost felt like he wanted your attention somehow, even if he didn't quite want it to feel like that. A nagging feeling told him that maybe he went too far with his latest insult. He didn't want to admit that, but something told him he did. It was in the way both you and Sho acted around him.

Sho was missing a lot of Leo's calls lately, sometimes not even bothering to call back. Leo partially understood, what with the food truck business booming and all, but he didn't appreciate being made to wait for his own best friend who's usually at his beck and call. Not to mention the flat, terse responses he would get from Sho more often than not nowadays. Leo knew Sho was miffed with him from last week's incident, but as far as Leo was concerned, things still ended in his favor. He hadn't seen you around Sho much anymore, which means he could go back to how things were. No more pesky little honor student to reign upon his days any longer! Sure, there was the biting underlying feeling that maybe he'd screwed things up, but one ride on the back of Sho's motorcycle, going wherever Leo wanted as per usual, and he was living the dream again. No way everything would change over a silly, insignificant insult.

For a short while, he begins to get bolder, openly mocking you when he does come across you. His originally surface-level remarks become rather personal, even using your eventual death as a way to tease you. From "You know, I'm surprised you haven't done anything to change up that unflattering look, considering you're dying soon. Ever considered dressing up a little? You might get some attention before you die." to "Hey, Little Miss Inspector! With the number of men you talk to around campus, I'm surprised nobody's written you off as a whore yet!", and worse, of course. He continues to get no such reaction out of you, and it frustrates him to no end. Why couldn't you just frown? Shrink away? Or even retort something just as scathing back to him? Your lack of entertainment towards his endless ridicule reduced his motivation, and slowly, it ended up dying off. Soon, he left you alone altogether, not talking to you unless necessary, mimicking your actions. In a way, some part of him hopes maybe this will be what gets your attention. Even if he can't quite admit to himself that your attention, regardless of whether it's positive or negative, is what he wants.

It's late, but Vagastrom students don't go to bed until far later. And Leo needs a favor.

His crushing lack of success in garnering any sort of attention or reaction or rise from you had driven him to a point. He didn't want to apologize to you or anything, but this new habit of you ignoring him was beginning to stoke his displeasure. In his pondering, he remembered how easily Sho captured your gaze and wondered if maybe he'd have any idea of what Leo could do to at least put an end to this stalemate.

Leo's reluctance shows in the way he drags his feet on the path to Sho's room, less than eager to confront him for his opinion on something so shamelessly trivial. Why was he wasting his time with this anyway? Surprisingly, the lack of a solid answer to that question did not stop his trek. A twinge in his chest told him he knew exactly why he was "wasting his time".

In the month it had been since he'd made you cry, the nagging feeling had only gotten harsher. His mind kept flickering back to the shock of your tears and how he'd not bothered to consider it much further. An uncomfortable guilt had made itself known starting then. He never really expected you to cry; he just wanted a mild reaction. He wanted your eyes on him, flashing with anger, just for a moment. Your ire was a saccharine pill laced with ecstasy that he'd gladly crush with his teeth to speed up his high. Maybe it'd be too much to say he got off on it, but he enjoyed the way you used to roll your eyes at any comments from him a little more than he cared to admit. Now, he wouldn't even get that. It'd be rare for you to so much as make fleeting eye contact with him, not that something as small as that would be enough for Leo. Part of him was willing to accept that maybe, he'd gone too far. Maybe. But how else was he supposed to monopolize your attention when you give that out so freely? To his best friend, even?

He didn't know it was possible to covet something so terribly. He found himself wondering why he couldn't catch your attention in the same way as the other ghouls? In his quest for the same attention you gave so freely to the kinder, softer ghouls, he found another version of your attention. It was negative, but it was attention nonetheless. Your sweet, honeyed rage seemed to fill his cravings and then some, so he continued to devour it under the guise of "chasing you away" or "putting you down" or "satisfying his ego". In truth, for whatever reason, there was a rather bothersome and persistent envious longing, a covet, for your attention. Leo wants to vomit. A part of him denies it still, pushing his needless feelings to the back of his brain. He had something to do, and he ought to focus on that. What good would mere wallowing do?

He makes it to Sho's room and almost considers turning back. He stares at the door, his expression morphing into a complicated look. He shifted his feet, his slippers sliding against the floor. It was quite clear he really did not want to do this. At all. He sighs and grumbles indignantly, putting his head in his hands in an attempt to gather some courage. This couldn't be that hard, right? Just in, ask Sho a question, get an answer, then out. The only reason this was easier said than done was just because it could potentially show Leo was capable of feeling remorse, which would make this conversation leagues harder than it needed to be. He shakes his head and straightens up, preparing to knock, when he notices something.

Sho's room was... unusually quiet. Usually, Leo almost always heard some loud music or a cooking show running in the background, but he couldn't hear anything this time. Sho couldn't possibly be asleep. As late as it was, the only person who Leo knew for a fact could stay up past him was Sho, regardless of how much sleep he had gotten. There was no chance Sho was asleep. Believe it or not, Leo doesn't like to spy on Sho. But curiosity overwhelms him. What could he possibly be doing that would render the whole room in silence?

"Haxs," he whispers, listening closely.

The first thing he hears is the cling-clanging of Alan hard at work on a car in the garage. Not the sound he was meant to be focusing on. Then he hears endless jeering and loud insults shouted, though they're all muffled like they're underground. Another pit fight? Still, not the sound he's looking for. He sifts through the sounds he hears before he settles on the one coming directly from Sho's room.

Voices. Groaning, strained voices. The sound of wet skin against wet skin. Panting. Sho's panting, specifically. He could tell by the slight nasally tone of it.

Leo felt his face gradually warm. Christ, of course it'd be this he'd be up to. Leo muffles a laugh into the collar of his pajamas, keeping his hand clamped over his mouth as his body shook with mirth. When he finally calms down, he slinks off to the corner down the hall, and hides himself there, shamelessly still listening to it. Sho's a sly dog. Leo certainly didn't expect him to be getting up to anything this soon. He leans his body against the wall, crossing his arms and drumming his fingers on his arm, waiting for Sho to finish. He smirks to himself, as though enjoying the vocal show.

...

He had to admit, whoever he was with had gorgeous moans. He'd have to ask Sho if he'd be willing to pass this girl's number. He could use a couple things to get his mind off of you.

...

Okay, he had to stop listening to this now. He lifts his stigma and holds his hands over his ears for good measure, partially trying to hide the furious red blush across his face. As pretty as that girl's moans were, he was not going to listen to his best friend's climax. No thanks. He huffs out an impatient breath as his cheeks cool down, leaning his back against the wall, leaning his head back until it hit the wall with a dull thump. Now he just had to wait it out. He knew damn well Sho would never let a girl stay over. He'd never hear the end of it from yours truly, Leo.

Leo's right. It isn't long before he hears the door to Sho's room click, and hears murmured voices travel down the hall. He smirks, rushing down the hall in the opposite way, so it doesn't look like he was listening the whole time. He listens, waiting for a cue of some sort.

"Shame you have to go, you know." Sho's voice. Laced with relief, pleasure, and a thick tiredness. Leo's skin crawled. He could practically feel the smile in Sho's voice.

"It's not so bad." The girl responded with a light and playful tone, her voice seemingly much more put together than Sho's despite all that moaning. The voice sounded oddly familiar, but Leo brushed it off. Must be someone he shares classes with. "I've got things to do anyway. But it was nice to spend some time with you, Sho." Eagh. Leo internally hopes this girl isn't the type to get easily attached.

"...Yeah. Same to you. Goodnight."

"Goodnight."

Finally, he heard the girl's footsteps trailing down the hall, heading in his direction. Leo hurriedly pulls his phone out of his pocket, making sure the screen was bright as he flipped through the latest trends. He made a point of not looking up until he heard the footsteps nearing him.

He looks up, prepared for a simple glance, but ends up being rooted to the spot.

It was you. Of course, it was you. Who else would be taunting enough?

Despite himself, his gaze remains glued to you, his head turning as you walk past him. For a moment, Leo thinks you're just going to ignore him again. Then, suddenly, your gaze meets his in a flash, and he stiffens, almost out of fear. The way your eyebrows crease and the way your lips twitch downward almost makes him salivate. You were clearly displeased to see him. Even so, he notices you don't slow down, continuing your way down the hall, not bothering to crane your neck to look at him.

Leo remains rooted to the spot, watching your figure as you leave. His jaw hangs open slightly, his chest heaving with shocked breaths. His eyes are wide open, pools of gold reflecting your retreating form. His hand trembles as he holds his phone, the latest trends left neglected in the wake of a single mean-spirited glance from you. He feels his heart pound mercilessly in his chest, as though confirming what he'd tried so desperately to deny.

All at once, anger and arousal seem to grip him simultaneously. Anger at himself for feeling arousal from a mere negative glance from you. He couldn't possibly have craved your attention so viscerally he'd happily accept mere scraps. And yet here he was, a lap dog, watching you as you leave as though silently begging for another glance, another chance to watch your eyes burn with that familiar, delicious anger, another meal to satisfy his starved heart.

For a moment, he would have gladly followed you, and pestered you to death, just to irk you and become a willing victim of your wrath. Anything... just for that attention.

a/n: wow. no stop why am i kind of in shock at the poetic lines i kinda think i did a great job! but 4 whatever reason it's always the writing i think was total shit that does actual numbers *sob*

aghhhh in any case. no i don't have an excuse 4 this. my requests are still technically closed. i just... couldn't help myself... so consider this a freebie. regardless though if u like my writing feel free 2 fill the fuck out of my inbox idnc i love hearing from y'all.

also TUMBLR KEEPS TURNING OFF MY REBLOGS!!!! GRAH!!!!!! tumblr hates me y'all they keep catching on2 me 4 writing porn :( so please if u really wanna show appreciation and tumblr won't let u reblog, leave a comment! those make me happy :)

anyways. usual note that i adore likes, comments, and tagged reblogs!! please tell me how much you like my writing, i love to hear it and it keeps me going! until next timeeeeeeee!

EDIT: I FORGOTTT QUICK EXPLAINATION: im assuming everyone knows pavlov's dog and the whole classical conditioning theory. this story is basically that mixed with the mere-exposure effect.

neutral stimulus: mc's presence

natural response: leo's arousal/excitement

response-producing stimulus: mc's anger

mere-exposure effect: psychological effect in which a like or dislike of things is developed merely due 2 familiarity.

[jjscrybaby]

A request for JJ!!

I was thinking something kinda angst. So JJ hates the reader and she hates him. They both think each other has a great life and is jealous. But maybe one day on her usual bike ride around the cut, y/n sees JJ’s dad get aggressive with him and realises how JJ’s life is hard. But she doesn’t go to help because she was scared. Feeling bad that she didn’t help she wonders around and she goes home late which results in an argument with her mom. At that time JJ was doing a delivery with Pope and hears and sees everything and when y/n is outside walking around trying to calm herself down and distract from the pain she accidentally bumps into JJ and they have a talk.

jj maybank x fem!reader | hurt & comfort | (luke maybank being an ass, reader’s mom is also an ass, overall just bad parents!)

not proofread and written at 6am so my bad if there’s any mistakes 🤗

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One of the main differences between you and JJ were your social status’. JJ came from the Cut, he grew up catching his own food, roaming the streets at the age of seven without a care in the world, stealing just to get by. You grew up on Figure Eight, you never had to lift a finger, your parents never had to worry about where their next pay check was coming from. He was jealous.

JJ grew up with freedom, with a group of friends he called his family, he never had to worry about grades or being perfect because no one cared if he was. You grew up with snobby rich kids as the only people you could hang out with, your mom dictated everything you did down to the clothes you’d wear to the mall, you felt embarrassed to even leave the house if your hair was slightly greasy. You were jealous.

You’d known JJ Maybank since you were a kid, you went to the same Elementary school and then over the years you’d see each other at parties or at the club where he worked. There wasn’t ever something that happened that gave you both a reason to hate the other, you just did.

Something your parents were definitely not aware of was the route you’d take on your weekly bike ride. You needed an escape from the ‘perfect’ life, so at least once a week you’d take your little pink bicycle and you’d ride around the Cut. You weren’t sure what it was that drew you to it in the first place, especially after the horror stories you’d grown up hearing, but you always felt calm when you rode around with your AirPods in.

It was about six o’clock, you were supposed to be home for dinner in an hour because your father had some clients coming over and you were wanted as well. You were about to head back home when the sound of yelling caught your attention. You turned round the corner, standing still at the end of the street.

“You smell like a damn bar!” It was JJ. You didn’t know he lived here, but then again why would you? You weren’t friends. There was an older man stumbling after him, following the blonde down the porch steps.

“Ain’t that rich comin’ from you?” The man, who you assumed was non other than Luke Maybank, snorted.

“The fuck is that supposed to mean?” JJ scoffed, crossing his arms over his chest as he turned to look at his dad.

“Means you ain’t better than me, kid. It’s in your blood, you’re a Maybank,” Luke mocked.

You could see JJ shake his head, a scowl on his face that was hiding the hurt he felt. “I’m nothin’ like you. And I never will be.”

“Say whatever you want, don’t make it true,” Luke shrugged, taking a sip from the beer that you hadn’t noticed was in his hand. “Where the fuck you goin’, anyways? Ain’t been home in weeks.”

Weeks? You had heard the stories about Luke, the robberies and the bar fights, but you didn’t think he’d treat his own son like this. He spoke to him as if he was a stranger, as if he couldn’t care less about him.

“Yeah, and I shouldn’t have bothered coming back at all,” JJ stated, turning to continue walking away. Luke grabbed his arm, yanking him back and holding him in place. “Get the fuck off me, man!”

“Gotta show some respect, Jay!” Luke yelled, making you flinch.

Why were the neighbours not coming out? Why hadn’t anyone done something about this? You felt sick, and you felt even worse when you got on your bike and rode away before you had to see how this ended.

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“You alright?” JJ hated that question, especially when he knew why it was being asked. The shiner that he sported now. Pope looked at him sympathetically, a sad smile on his face.

“I’m fine. Ready to get some good tips,” JJ shrugged, taking the grocery bags from his hands. “Who orders food at eight o’clock?”

“Rich people,” Pope muttered. “Don’t lose any of that shit.“

“Yeah, yeah.”

JJ walked to your house, he knew it was yours from the last name above the slip of paper Pope had given him. He was starting to walk up the driveway when he heard the noise coming from the open front door.

“I told you to be here by seven! It’s half past!” Your mother exclaimed, throwing her arms in the air.

“I— I got held up, I’m sorry.” He’d never heard you sound so small. Usually, when the two of you got at each other’s throats at a Kegger, you’d stand your ground without a care in the world. It was one of the only things he respected about you.

“Held up with what?” Your mom scoffed. He could see through the cracks in the bushes that she was shaking her head, looking disappointed.

“It’s just dinner, mom. I don’t need to be here,” you tried to argue.

“Well, I’ve already told the Henderson’s that you aren’t home. So, therefore, you will not be home. Don’t come back until they’re gone,” she stated.

“What? Mom. I haven’t got anywhere to go,” you exclaimed, voice wavering.

The door closed in your face and you let out a shaky sigh. You’d been preoccupied, feeling guilty for not sticking up for JJ, so you’d gotten home a little later than planned. Was it really that big of a deal? Tears fell as you wandered back down your driveway, trying to think of where the hell you can go.

“Uh, hey.” You flinched in shock, turning to see JJ lurking by the bushes with two grocery bags.

“What’re you doing here?” You asked quietly.

“Delivery,” he explained.

“Right, well, I can’t take it,” you muttered. “Just go knock.”

“Wait there.” You weren’t sure why you did what he said, but it wasn’t like you had anything better to do. You stood and waited, watching as he left the bags on your front door step and knocked before coming back; he didn’t even wait for a tip. “C’mon.”

The two of you walked through Figure Eight in silence, him puffing on his vape every now and then whilst you tried not to burst into tears. “I saw you and your dad, earlier.”

“What?” He turned to look at you in confusion.

“Outside your house.”

“Why were you outside my house?” He asked.

“I wasn’t, I just happened to be going past,” you explained. You bit your nails before speaking again, letting out a quiet sigh. “He’s an ass.”

Surprisingly, JJ let out a chuckle. He nodded his head. “Yeah, he is. So is your mom.” You giggled, agreeing with him. “Guess we both have shitty parents, huh?”

“Seems like it,” you shrugged. “Never thought we’d have something in common.”

“You know, my friend, John B, his house is sorta the hangout for kids with shitty parents. Did you want to… you could come over, until you can go back home,” JJ offered. He sounded anxious, as if he was asking you on a date.

You found yourself nodding your head, shyly smiling at him. “Yeah, just until I can go back home.”

You didn’t go home, instead you spent the night chatting shit about your mom with JJ whilst he rambled about his dad. You ended the night in his bed, laid on his chest as the two of you shared a joint. You didn’t feel so jealous anymore, and you were certain he didn’t either.

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Biker!Daryl Dixon x fem!Reader | No Outbreak AU

Warnings for this Chapter: none, really... some curse words, alcohol, Merle being Merle

Word Count: 1,4k

a/n: Since it's my birthday today, I thought why not give y'all a little gift and post two chapters of LITRM this week. 🤗

I'm a lil' insecure about this chapter, though... I hope you are going to like it! Also, we have small cameos of two well-known TWD characters, hehe. Oh, and Merle, of course.

《 M a s t e r l i s t 》

《 Chapter Three 》 《 Chapter Five 》

Chapter Four...

... in which Daryl takes on a destiny changing job and you desperately try to forget the stranger who had conquered your heart so surprisingly - without success?

It had been two months and two days since Daryl's motorcycle trip through America with the gang and three months and eight days since the night he had spent with you. Now he was back at work; things bouncing back to normalcy.

A grunt left his lips as he realised that his break was over. He took a last drag of his cigarette, before he let the stub fall to the ground; stubbing it out with the heel of his boot. Then the biker returned to his current workplace in the motorcycle shop his brother, Merle, owned.

He picked up where he left off, exchanging the bike's chain, as he suddenly saw Merle approaching him in the corner of his eyes. "Got a job for ya, baby brother," Merle came to stand beside him; a piece of paper dangling between his pointer finger and thumb. Daryl looked up at his brother. With a grunt, he stood from where he was squatting beside the vehicle and wiped his greasy hands on the light blue, baggy overall he wore. "A job, huh?" Daryl said; taking the piece of paper.

It was an offer from a few different motorcycle dealer, who wanted to sell some of their customised bikes. "You wan' me to check 'em out?" Merle nodded; crossing his arms over his chest. Daryl scoffed and shoved the piece of paper into his brother's chest. "Nah. Got better stuff ta do. Go check 'em out yourself or send T-Dog or someone else."

Merle laughed out loud at his little brother's words. "Ya really think I'd send someone like T-Dog? Lil' piece of shit can be glad that I'll still let 'im work here." "Then ya gotta go yerself," Daryl shrugged his shoulders and focused back on work.

Merle stood beside him for quite a few more moments in silence; just watching. At some point, it got on Daryl's nerves and he looked up at his older brother again; "Wha'?" noticing that he had a shit eating grin on his face. "Ohh, baby brother... You should really give this another think, ya know... 'Cause all of them dealers are in Montana - and from what I heard 'bout your last trip with your lil' friends, you had a lotta fun there, right?"

Daryl scoffed; already disliking this conversation. "Righ', fun."

It wasn't a lie. It was the truth and he couldn't deny it.

Merle's dirty grin widened. "So yer goin'?" Daryl grunted, but nodded; not having the nerves or want to continue this 'discussion'. "Fine. 'M goin'." The older Dixon laughed once again; "Thought ya couldn't resist." giving Daryl a rather harsh clap on the shoulder. "Hope yer havin' just as much fun this time, baby brother. Jus' make sure ya don't get too caught up, eh? I want dem bikes." The biker grumbled under his breath, while Merle walked away; amused by his brother's behaviour.

A few days later, Daryl was on the road again for his almost thirty hours ride to Montana with a stopover in Sioux City, Iowa, where he stayed the night in a motel and continued his journey very early in the morning - until he reached his (first) destination... Miles City. The moon had already replaced the sun, when he threw the keys to his motel room on the bed; angel-winged vest, sunglasses and helmet following. The biker was tired from all the driving and travelling, but he didn't feel like going to bed. Not yet.

He quickly paid the tiny bathroom a visit, before he searched his backpack for his beloved cap, grabbed his run-down wallet and the keys again. Then he made his way to the bar he held very good memories of... 'The Rowdy Raccoon'.

Being way closer to the establishment this time than a few months ago, he could walk and didn't have to drive - which was fortunate, in case he decided to have a few more beers or drinks.

The bar hadn't changed. It was still the same. Nice people, good music and excellent alcohol. Daryl immediately had a good feeling - just like last time. Like a déjà-vu.

His eyes scanned the area; not finding a single familiar face in the crowd, but he didn't care. He was here for the drinks, a round of pool and perhaps to find some company for the night. After getting himself the first beer of the evening, Daryl joined a group of three men, who had just made their way to the pool tables. They were open and friendly; letting him join the game, of course and welcoming him in their circle.

'Start Me Up' by The Rolling Stones was blaring from the old jukebox as Daryl's cue hit the white cue ball on the pool table.

He was definitely in for a long night. That much was clear.

You didn't know why you had decided to go in town this evening. Perhaps it was the urge to escape the same four walls around you and with that your mind - which had become more and more a trap for you the past days and weeks... Tess told you to get over it. Over him. And you tried. God knows you did, but you just couldn't. You felt utterly stupid for holding on to this, but your heart acted on its own will. One night was enough to make you a fool for man, who you barely knew and you'd most likely never see again.

You sighed; grimacing as you stopped at the bar.

I need a drink, you convinced yourself, but deep down you knew that you just went there because it reminded you of him. You weren't able to escape it. It was like an invisible string pulling you in. So, you did what you had already done nth times before... Stepping inside the 'rowdy Raccoon'.

The by now familiar smell of alcohol, cold smoke and a trillion different perfumes hit your nose. Without wasting another thought, you stepped directly over to the bar counter; sliding on one of the stools. "Hey, Y/N," the bartender greeted you with a smile. You became quite good friends over the last few months. "Hey, Magna." "Same as always?" You nodded. "Yeah, please." The woman with inked skin wiped her hands on a towel and immediately went to work.

"There you go, honey," Magna said; placing a glass in front of you. "One Whiskey Cola." "Thanks."

You did some small talk with Magna; trying to not get too lost in your own thoughts - and it worked. In your eyes, it was a success. A step in the right direction - but only mere minutes later, you got thrown off track once again; harder than ever before...

Returning from a visit to the restrooms, Magna placed a second glass of Whiskey Cola in front of you, causing you to frown. "Magna, I didn't-" "I know," the bartender interrupted you immediately. "But that guy over there insisted on buying you a drink. Guess you got a secret admirer." Magna winked; jutting her head into the direction of the pool tables. Still frowning, your eyes followed her gesture - and what you then saw made you question your sanity for a good minute...

Beside the left pool table stood none other than the man who had managed to turn your whole world upside down within a few hours; a cue in his right hand, a beer in the other. He was talking to some other dudes he was playing with - all of them unfamiliar to you and not his motorcycle gang. The signature angel-winged vest, chestnut brown curls and black baseball cap was unmistakable... It was Daryl.

"No fucking way..." You mumbled underneath your breath; still trying to grasp this. You were quite a bit afraid that you were drunk already or dreaming and therefore hallucinating - but when your eyes met those endless blue-grey orbs, you knew it was real. Your thundering heart inside of your chest was enough proof. The world seemed to stop turning around you. All you could see, was the handsome biker across from you - and the beautiful, cheeky little smirk playing around the corners of his mouth.

Like in a trance, you slipped off the bar stool; legs carrying you over to the man in leather and jeans.

"D-Daryl?" You breathed in disbelief, as your hand twitched beside your body; desperately resisting the urge to touch him and see if he was truly real.

The man kept on smirking softly; nodding at you. "Hey, cowgirl. Thought I was never gonna see ya again... 'N yet here we are."

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What about 'soft and sweet' for the random kiss prompts? 🥰🤗

warm, soft and sweet, a little clumsy, soft giggles, melting, sugary, love

Hi there ♥️ here we go!

A soft little drabble set in the Such Stuff verse to celebrate the end of the main story 🥰✨

The colorful Christmas lights hung outside the pub paint the sidewalk in soft, flickering hues. It didn't snow yet this year but there's the heavy smell of it in the air, the night sky verging on that weird shade of grey that usually welcomes a storm of white flakes. John knows that sky very well, it used to be like that every winter in Manitowoc when he was a kid; it'll start snowing before Buck's birthday ends, he knows it.

Standing on the sidewalk, he's enjoying the one and only cigarette he's allowed himself to have throughout the whole holidays while Buck is inside with all their friends, celebrating his 29th birthday with a karaoke night and many, many rounds of drinks. John'll have to get back inside soon, Marge's waiting for him to perform one of their duets and he's already missing Buck despite having spent every single minute of the past four days together. So he flicks the cigarette to the ground, the cherry-red tip glowing for a moment on the dark pavement before he puts it off with his foot, and then steps back into the pub.

The music is loud and the air heavy and hot, a blessing on his cold-bitten cheeks. He starts to shrug his sheepskin off as he walks to their table, somehow always the loudest and rowdiest in the place, but when Buck catches sight of him he stands abruptly and cuts through the crowd to get to him. It worries John a little — did any of the guys say something bad to him? Did his parents tried to contact him since it's his birthday? Is he having some kind of crisis?

“You're back!” Buck tells him once he reaches him, throwing his arms around John's neck like he hasn't seen him in weeks. John returns the hug, confused. “I've been outside for ten minutes, Buck. Did you really miss me that much?” He asks him, tenderness in his voice.

Buck pulls back to look at him, his eyes wide and shiny in the soft light of the pub. “Of course I did,” he answers, tone serious like when he tries to explain calculus to John but with a slanted smile on his face. “I always miss you when you're not here,” he adds and goes for a kiss, somehow missing half of John's mouth and ending up crushing his mouth against John's upper lip and his nose.

John laughs and repositions him, kissing him softly on the lips; suddenly, the reason behind Buck's weird behavior is clear as day.

“Buck. Are you drunk?” John asks, lips curling up in amusement. Stubborn as ever, even with the heady smell of liquor in his breath, Buck shakes his head.

“Yes you are!”

“M'not,” Buck protests feigning a serious expression, but his credibility dissolves in a fit of giggles. “Benny bought me one drink. Can't be drunk on one drink,” he adds with conviction, and leans forward for another kiss — his lips are unbelievably soft and plushy, even in the middle of winter and with him biking his way around town every day.

“Was it a girly drink?” John enquires licking his lips after the kiss and tasting sugar, the only thing that makes a drink bearable for Buck. The other nods conspiratorially, running a hand up and down the front of John's newest winter jacket. “This is hideous,” he declares.

John starts laughing. “You got it for me, Buck.”

“I know,” Buck says, half annoyed. “Because you kept riding around on Our Baby in your leather jacket. You need to stay warm even when I'm not there.”

“Oh? Do you want to keep me warm instead?” John asks, amused at following his drunk boyfriend's stream of thoughts. Buck nods, a happy little smile on his face, and hugs him again, this time even tighter and nuzzling his face in the curve of John's neck; John's starting to sweat, between the sheepskin and Buck's warmth and the thick air of the pub, but he lets the hug last as long as Buck wants, content with pressing little kisses to the side of his head, melting in the embrace.

Outside, slow and silent, it's starting to snow.

[southernbluebellereader]

Hello there gorgeous 😂

May I request Bad boy!Ghost in leather jacket on motorbike? Bonus : they’re going on a midnight date 🤗

Midnight Dining

A/N: Omg hey Bestie! I got you girl, don’t you worry about a thing! ;) We love us a leather clad Ghosty <3 Thank you so much for this! Also this was a lot longer than I expected lol sorry

Lt. Simon "Ghost" Riley x F! Civilian Reader

Warnings: Hints of religion. Bad Boy/Good Girl. Cursing. Innuendos A little touching here and there in suggestive spots. A little Good-Girl-Next-Door Moment

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Oh God, how hard it was to resist a man such as Simon. He was such - you almost hated to say it - bad boy. But only God knew how irresistible a bad boy was when he was also a good man.

You were blessed to have him as your neighbor. Maybe not so much when your father's eyes never left his him every time he stared from the window or from the garage or from the mailbox.

You hadn't talked to him much, but you figured he was nice, right? He always let the neighborhood kids watch him work on his bike. It made your throat dry every time you watched him from your bedroom window. And let's just say he may have caught you a few times. The way you'd know if when he'd look towards your bedroom window, not quite looking at you, but he'd shoot you with a half smirk and wave a towel in your direction, pretending to swat an imaginary fly away.

"What's got you all flustered?" Your mother chuckled as she came in your room and stood beside you, smiling as she realized what - or who - you were looking at. "What's his name?"

"His name is Simon."

"He's cute. Have you talked to him?"

"A few times."

"A few times too many." You and your mother turn and see your father in the doorway, looking at the both you sternly with a folded newspaper.

Pouting slightly, your mother puts her hands over your shoulders as she talks back to her husband, "Oh hush, a harmless crush doesn't hurt." Your mother winked at you

"Yeah yeah you say that and our little girl is getting her heart broken by some thug." Your father pointed the newspaper at you and your mother.

"Daddy! Stop it! He's in the military!"

"Even worse!"

---

"Daddy, please let me get Simon, he can help you!"

Your father grumbled and mumbled and cursed under his breath as he stood up from the hood of the old car in the garage. He wiped his forehead and sighed deeply as he looked at you.

"Forget about me liking him, at least let him take a look at the car."

"Fine."

Squealing, you quickly walked over to Simon's house. You become more nervous with each step that you took as you approached his front door. You took a deep breath and knocked on his door firmly three times. Waiting made you anxious.

Then you heard noises from his garage and looked over, slowly walking over. Your eyes widened at the sight. You knew he had a motorcycle - you'd seen him ride it almost every day when he was back from the military.

You didn't know what he did in the military, but you didn't want to pry. You watched as he worked on the side of his bike, his back was towards you. His white tank top was nearly soaked in sweat, his shoulders glistened from his sweat. You looked down at your feet when he turns his head and sees you

He stands up and wipes his hands on a towel, "Y/N."

"H-Hey! Daddy needs some help with the car, if you're not busy, do you mind taking a look at it?" You blushed, fiddling with your fingers as you struggled to keep eye contact with him.

He shot you with a small smile and nodded, "Lead the way, missy."

He walked beside you back to your garage, speaking softly to you until you approached your father. It wasn't often you heard him speak. Most of the time when you heard him speak in public, his voice was dark and deep. When he spoke to you, it was soft and round around the edges - for your ears only. You looked at your father with almost pleading eyes, begging him to be nice.

"Y/N said you had car troubles, Sir."

"Yeah, mind taking a look at the engine?" Your father stepped to the side and allowed Simon to take a look at the engine. Both men were tense when interacting with each other, thus making you a little nervous. You let them work and went back inside.

After a while you come back out with a pitcher of lemonade and a few glasses. To your pleasant surprise, your father and Simon are not having a heated discussion.

"Either of you want some lemonade?"

Both men looked at you as you placed two glasses on a stool and poured them each a glass, handing each of them a glass. Your father thanked you, and your name rolled off of Simon's tongue after he thanked you.

"Oh, Simon, let me pay you for helping me today- Y/N, would you be a darling and get me my wallet."

Simon raised his hand in protest and shook his head, "No, it's alright. The lemonade will suffice."

"Are you crazy? Let me pay you."

After a few minutes of light arguing, Simon was amused and finally suggested, "How about this: You let me take Y/N out on a date. A dinner"

Your father cocked his head, a vein beginning to bulge on his forehead. He looked over at you, you were in the front yard, helping your mother with something, pretending not to listen, then back at Simon.

"I know what you think of me, Sir, but you can't always protect your daughter - let me protect her also."

With all honesty, your father was surprised to hear Simon say that. Simon was a little rough around the edges. He'd come home late at night, music blaring during the wee hours of the night. The stories echoing throughout town of Simon beating a man half to death for looking at him funny.

He didn't have to help your father with the car. He didn't have to fix the mailbox the other day when the neighbor's kid drove into it. He didn't have to bring flowers to his daughter on her birthday.

Reluctantly nodding, your father agreed, then looked at him sternly, "I want her back in one piece, Simon. Don't let your eyes ever leave her, so help me God. And I want her back by one."

Simon held out his hand, waiting for it to be shaken by your father. He shook it, then said, "Now go ask her."

Smiling, Simon walked over to you, nervousness hovering over him - which was unusual. He didn't actually think he'd actually get to ask you out. "Y/N?"

You looked up from the rose bushes and stood up, smiling gently up at him, "Hi, Simon. You and Daddy fix the car?"

"Yeah, she's all good now," He swallowed hard, looked away for a moment, then back down at you, then blurting out, "I'm going to pick you up at eight tonight."

Giggling, you held your hand over your mouth. Simon's cheeks blushing slightly.

"Oh? What for?"

"Dinner. We're taking the bike. Think you'll be ready by then?"

"I'll be ready by then."

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Eight o'clock in the evening came just too quickly. Simon had showered and probably put too much cologne on. He checked his watch and quickly put his leather jacket on. Taking a deep breath, he grabbed the bouquet of flowers from his kitchen counter on his way out and walked over to your house. After ringing your door bell, he turned around, almost afraid to continue. He felt like a school boy. but you were so pretty - so kind, and soft, and caring.

He told you almost nothing of his military life, but he'll never forget the one time you told him, You have a good heart, Simon. A good and kind heart.

God, were you too good for him. He wished he'd never met you. He'd never think he could ever be in your presence, but here he was, about to take you on a date.

"Simon?"

He didn't hear the door open. The thoughts of you distracted him. He turned around to see you, dressed in a long red dress. His chest tightened at the sight of you.

"C'mon in, I just need to get my shoes."

He stepped inside your home, then handed you the flowers he'd gotten. You closed the door behind him and gladly took them, "Oh, Simon, these are so pretty! Thank you!"

"Here, let me take them. I'll put them in a vase, you get your shoes." Your mother took the flowers from you, leaving you, Simon, and your father. You took a moment to take in his appearance. It wasn't often that he wore his leather jacket - usually when he rode his bike. And he fixed his hair - or at least it looked a little neater.

"You look really nice, Simon."

Blushing slightly, he smiled gently at you, taking in your appearance. He always thought you were beautiful. Always dolled up - even to the grocery store - even when you didn't need to. He'd sometimes see you in your window as you got ready.

"You look beautiful, Y/N."

Your father cleared his throat, breaking your attention from Simon. You looked back up at Simon, "Let me get my shoes - be right back." You quickly left and smiled at your father.

Your gather looked at Simon, his cheeks and smile disappearing. Your father looked at Simon for a moment before speaking. Simon felt silly for doing this. But he wanted this to be nice. He wanted this to be special. He wanted tho make you happy.

"You see the world differently, Simon. We see the world differently."

Slightly confused at his remarks, he watched as your father rolled up one of his sleeves, revealing several military tattoos. Simon looked at your father with a new found respect.

"Won't let her out of my sight, Sir."

You came back with your mother following closely behind her, both of you giggling. Simon and your father looked at you. You stood beside him and looked up at him with a bright smile, "Ready?"

---

A smile was plastered on your face the whole motorcycle ride - there was so much adrenaline and excitement. Your favorite part was when right before you left, he gave you his leather jacket to wear while he drove to the diner. You can't remember ever going this fast. Once you'd arrived to the diner, Simon helped you off the bike.

About to take the jacket off, Simon stopped you, "Leave it on."

Blushing slightly, you smiled softly. Before going into the diner, you took a hold of his hand. He looked down at your hand holding his, bewildered at the action, but more so as to how your hands were so soft and small compared to his rough and large ones. He didn't want you to let go.

He opened up the door of the diner and let you walk inside first. Throughout the night, Simon couldn't take his eyes off of you. The two off you sat in a booth at the back of the diner. You sat on the inside and he sat beside you, his body turned so that if covered you - shielding you - from the outside world. You kept his jacket on you. It kept you warm. It kept you shielding. It smelled like him. You wished you could stay like this forever.

By the time you'd left the restaurant, it was nearly midnight, Simon's arm wrapped around your shoulders as you walked out. About halfway back to his motorcycle, you heard whistles and cat calling.

"Ooooh what's a pretty lady like you doing out here." How the group of three men ignored Simon, you not him knew. They flocked towards you, making Simon hold you close to his body. You felt scared and felt his chest tighten. You briefly looked up at him, seeing his jaw tense up. But before any of the men could reach you, he quickly moved you behind his body, "Y/N, go back inside."

"But Simon-"

"Y/N- Go back inside."

Swallowing hard, you somewhat did as you were told. You did walk back to the diner, but stayed outside, watching as Simon attempted to de-escalate the situation. You noticed a considerable change in Simon when one of the men attempted to punch him.

Avoiding the punch, a switch flipped in Simon's mind, enraging him. Simon punched the first man back down to the ground. Barely being able to fight against the other two men. You yelled for him to stop, but too afraid to step in.

Seeing red, Simon finally was able to knock all three men down, wiping his bleeding nose and mouth, watching them as they groaned on the ground. He spit out blood filled drool and looked over at the diner.

He felt proud that he protected you, but he also felt ashamed. He didn't want you to see him like this. He wanted to keep his work away from you - and this was a glimpse of the world that he didn't want you to see.

But the way that he saw you running up to him, tears in your eyes, pleading at him to come inside to be cleaned up? Oh God Almighty did he want to leave everything to make sure you'd never shed a tear ever again.

"Simon." Your voice was trembling. You tried so hard to keep yourself from crying. You'd taken him into one of the bathrooms and one of the waitresses gave you a first-aid kit to clean him up.

Simon watched as you struggled to clean his face from blood, feeling ashamed, feeling dirty.

"Y/N, please look at me."

"Why?"

"Why are you crying?"

"I don't want you to get hurt..." It was almost a whisper. He almost didn't hear it.

Simon took a hold of your hands and held them against his face, "No one can ever hurt me, Y/N. Not when you're with me."

Before you could react, he let go one of your hands and placed it behind your head, gently pushing you towards his face. He gently kissed your lips. For a soldier, his lips were surprisingly soft - and you'd never imagined that your first kiss with Simon would be in a diner bathroom after a fight with three men.

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*Staring at Ragnar with wide eyes (That have hearts in them if you look rreeeeeeeal close) and near drooling* He's, perfect. Hits all my boxes! Tall? YEP! Beard? Yyyup! Muscles? Yup! Family man? Seems it! (I'm assuming). Werewolf? YAS! Fulfills my kinks? HELL TO THE YES! AND he's a Chef??? Bonus Points~~~ He's so perfect i'm gonna die! Please Lovely Writer! A few questions if i may? 1. Does he also happen to ride a motorcycle? (Bonus if it's an older fashioned looking one. Think kinda Captain America's bike.) 2. How many kids is he wanting? Just one or two or is he a big family man? 3. Is he a gentle giant type? Looks big and scary but really a big softy? (But also not afraid to tear someone a new one if need be?) If you can't tell, i'm SO excited to play the demo whenever it comes out. Not just for Ragnar (but mostly), but for a couple other ROs also. Also yes, i am aware i was a bit overdramatic lol I hope it was entertaining to read

Hehe glad you like him 🤗💕 And yes, this was entertaining to read, especially as I find myself in some of the things you said 😂 And also yes, you assumed correctly that he'd be a family man 😛

1. Does he also happen to ride a motorcycle? (Bonus if it's an older fashioned looking one. Think kinda Captain America's bike.) I didn't consider this, but congrats, he now owns a vintage Harley-Davidson and actually his first job was as a mechanic. I picture Ragnar as liking the more manual jobs and fixing/preparing things with his hands. He was already going to mention a previous job as a carpenter in Chapter 1, the job he had before becoming a chef, but mechanic with a bike fits him like a glove, I'm making that the first job he ever got. Bonus, he'd be really great at fixing things around the house and the type of guy to make improvements for his partner. Like I remember seeing those incorporated step ladders in the kitchen counters, for shorter people to reach the top drawers. Those kind of things.

2. How many kids is he wanting? Just one or two or is he a big family man? He'd love a big family, but seeing as he's not the one carrying the baby he won't pressure MC into birthing an army. He'd be fine with 1, preferably at least 2. His personal limit would be around 5/6, just because he'd find it harder to spend quality time with more than that, but he'd also be fine if MC actually wanted more. He'd also make a great stay at home dad. And just a great dad in general, would love to cook for the kids, make them slides and tree houses and be passionate about things they'd be into. Ecstatic if any of them would be interested to learn stuff from him - cooking, carpentry, auto mechanics/tech.

3. Is he a gentle giant type? Looks big and scary but really a big softy? (But also not afraid to tear someone a new one if need be?) 100% He's generally calm and will be sweet around MC. Typically avoids confrontations, but if anyone ever disrespects MC, it's claws out! It'd probably the only time when he gets really angry.

[maochira]

Hii~ How are you?💗💗💗

If you are comfortable and okay with it, do you think you could do headcanons for chigiri, nagi and reo having a crush male!reader or a s/o (whichever you choose🤗) who rides a motorcycle and always does dangerous tricks that some of them they even made themselves?Ofc safety first so reader wears a helmet~

Have a good day!!

Thank you!

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Tags: male!biker!reader, established relationship, fluff

Chigiri

-at first, he was always a bit worried when he watched you riding on your bike and doing tricks, but when he started crushing on you, his amazement overtook the worry

-when you asked him to join you on a ride for the first time, he was a bit hesitant but ended up loving it

-now going on rides with you is one of his favourite things because he can cling to you as much as he wants to. He especially loves the bike rides at sunset

Nagi

-he loves you, but he hates going along on rides on your bike. It's too exhausting for him because he has to hold so tightly onto you

-but he never says no if you ask to drive him somewhere. It's still better than walking, after all

-even though he hates being on the bike, he loves watching you drive on it. Especially when you do tricks he watches you as if you as if it's the coolest thing ever (because to him, it is)

Reo

-if anything happens to your bike, Reo pays for anything that needs to be fixed or if you need anything replaced. Honestly, he'd buy you a new or a second bike if you wanted one

-he also buys very expensive biker clothes for you. He LOVES to spoil you with it, not only because he thinks you look very handsome in those clothes but also because he wants you to be protected in case you have an accident

-also, he's your biggest fan when it comes to watching your tricks. He always cheers you on and encourages you to try out new things

[naeverse]

Out Of Context WIPS ✍🏽🤪

Thanks so much for the tag, sis, @powerful-niya, I’ll try my best in my first tag game lol. 😅❤

Pick a bunch of your WIPs and summarize them as badly as possible, then ask your followers to vote on which one they’d be most likely to read. Mutiple/all/none options are completely optional.

The WIPs listed are upcoming writings, ones that I’m currently working on, or a general starter idea of something I’d like to write in the future; all in all, they are sneak peeks into what is to come out soon. 🤗✍🏽

I don’t know if these are as bad as the tag game stated, lol, but I tried to make my WIPs a mixture of funny, smutty, and captivating. However, I hope all my followers enjoy, and your interest in my future writings is piqued. 🤓❤👍🏽

I had so much fun writing these, and I swear it was a great help when it came to generating motivation and ideas. I instantly got inspired while doing this, lol. 😂

But I am fascinated to see which one piques my followers' interest more. Once again, thank you sis for welcoming me to my first tag game! 😘@powerful-niya

I hope you all enjoyed it and I hope you stay safe. Love ya! ❤

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[riddlingabout]

since u sent me questions….. its my turn 😈😈😈 muahahahhah

who’s ur fav hatchetfield character? on top of that, what’s your fav show in the franchise?

what’s your favorite musical?

any headcanons for rtc or hatchetfield characters?

are u aware of how AMAZING you are? srsly i freak our whenever i see u reply and leave comments and stuff on my posts 💗💗 I LOVE MOOTS!!!!

royallllllll :DDDDD thank you for the questions, i love them!! 🤗🤗

(yes i've been working on these for a hot minute)

this is genuinely a really tough question. i'd say it's a tie between richie and pete from npmd. i'm torn because i LOVE richie with my entire heart but i know that pete and i would be BEST friends irl and i just love everything about his character. (I haven't seen NMT so i mean joey's pete specifically) and NPMD is 1000000000% my favourite show! i do really love TGWDLM but nerdy prudes has my entire heart and soul and always will!

2. favourite musical, like...in general? oh boy...other than nerdy prudes i would probably sayyyyy into the woods? it brings me a lot of comfort, especially musically! that or in the heights (the musical, i haven't seen the movie) or all shook up (i love the gender fudgery), i also love be more chill and am hyperfixating on ride the cyclone haha (there's a lot tbh)(i could go on for aaaaaaages)

3. i just posted some rtc hcs for a previous ask, buuuuut:

ruth rides a bike to and from school (no idea where this came from but i feel like it makes sense, especially considering how h*rny she always is, and the fact that her hair would look SO adorable all smooshed under a helmet heheheheh)

not sure if this is canon or not but richie is like...really good at visual art, his sketchbooks are like miniature art museums, and he gets roped in to designing banners etc. for the nighthawks. he gets insanely nervous and fidgety before art showcases.

i'm undecided whether grace is one of those (pardon the pun) holier-than-thou green tea addicts, or if she chugs coffees like jesus intended (I love green tea, i just see her being like annoying about it, yknow?) also she DEFINITELY has a unicorn lunchbox.

i get like...bilingual energy from max? like he's actual real sweet to his grandma and speaks to her in their native language kinda vibes. yeah...i like this one...

steph's actually damn good at coding, she's hacked the school network to bypass the website restrictions so she can use her phone in class like an OBSCENE amount of times.

cats LOVE pete spankoffski, like...he's almost definitely allergic but they flock to him. any time he goes to ruth's house (bc girlie DEFINITELY has cats), she huffs because they love pete, lay all over him, and get sad when he leaves. and who could blame them, really?

4. WHAT omg i'm nothin' special! that's so so sweet of you though, i always worry i get kinda too excited about your art, but i just ADORE your art style <3 the urge to start a kickstarter to get you an iPad with an apple pencil hehe

[just-peach]

Mkayyyy so a lil ramble into my life im dog sitting for my dad rn and im at his apartment and i was taking our dog out and i saw earlier today there was a motorcycle in the parking lot on the other side and i had been thinking to myself 'oh i wonder who rides that? What type of bike is that' i didnt wanna go to that side bc i have no need too but ive been slowly learning more and more about bikes and riding i dont know if id ever own one but theyd be cool to ride i rode one as a kid once and it was hella thrilling anyways im rambling but im on biketok (biker tiktok) and also masktok (👀🌶 tiktoks about men in mask- idk how i got here either but 😳) and like i was taking out the dog again and theres this patch of grass near the entrance and i saw the guy riding the bike and he was stylish too he didnt have a helmet on but instead wore a balaclava i could tell he was younger maybe like mid twenties (couldnt see his face hence why m not too sure) and ooof dude was really hot (in vibes i obviously dont know him but the clothes the bike was a more unique shade of blue and just ye) and ik he saw me see him but oof im shy and looked back towards my dog (who was also watching him lol) but as soon as he passed by i def looked again and mannnnn👀👀👀👀👀👀 like i wish i wasnt shy so i couldve went up and asked him ahout his bike but i also had the dog(who barks a LOT around new people) and was also in harry potter pj pants and a shitty falling apart hoodie and my glasses (besides when im taking out the dog im alone and dont need to be perceived imma be comfy) so it just wasnt right timing and im embarrassed a tiny bit but ye now im just wondering if im delulu enough to just go wonder around on tinder for awhile and see if i can find any guys with bikes similar on their profile (probably not but hey🤗)

[yunogf]

hello my beautiful baby and love of mine and jaehyun’s life i hope you’re having a great week and that you’re taking good care of yourself 🩵🩵🩵🩵 i love u (me and jaehyun but me more sorry to him) 😌😌🩵🩵🩵🩵💓💞💓💕🤍❤️

gabbbbb angel baby lomlllllll ☹️😩🥰🫂💗💖💞💕💞💗💖💗💞💕💗💕💓💞💓💞 this is so incredibly sweet plssss 😩😩 thank u so much bb im actually having a pretty good week! the weather has been beautiful &ive been going on bike rides which makes me so happy 🤗 i love u more tho 💁‍♀️💓

[japanitinerary-2025]

Hi everyone! 🤗

I’m planning a 20D/19N trip to Japan in June 2025 with my then almost-13-year-old son, and I’m looking for some suggestions for off-the-beaten-path places and experiences.

We’ll start with three nights in Tokyo and then head to Nikko for two nights. After that, we’re considering traveling down towards Kyoto and Osaka. We’re debating whether to rent a car for about a week to explore areas that are less crowded and more unique. Pick up and return in Tokyo OR Pick up and return in Osaka.

If you have any recommendations for hidden gems, small towns, scenic drives, or interesting activities we could include, I’d love to hear them! We’re especially interested in:

Nature and quieter spots

Historical or cultural experiences

Local food (mom) and fun stuff for a teenager.

Maybe someone here have done a trip similar to this and want to share their itinerary 🙏.

We’re also open to skipping the car rental if public transportation can easily get us to these kinds of places. Thanks in advance for your help! That sounds like a fantastic trip! Here are some suggestions for off-the-beaten-path experiences and scenic spots you might enjoy:

Around Tokyo & Nikko

Okutama (West Tokyo): A quiet escape with hiking trails, waterfalls (like Hatonosu Gorge), and hot springs.

Edo Wonderland (near Nikko): A theme park recreating the Edo period with samurai, ninja shows, and historical experiences your son might find fun.

Scenic Drives Near Tokyo

Nikko to Chuzenji Lake and Irohazaka Winding Road: A beautiful, historic drive with stunning views, especially if you include Kegon Falls.

Hakone or Fuji Five Lakes: Scenic routes around Mount Fuji, offering great spots for nature, local food, and some fun activities like boat rides or ropeways.

Kyoto to Osaka Region

Uji (between Kyoto and Nara): Known for its tea culture, Byodoin Temple, and serene riverside walks.

Miyama (north of Kyoto): A charming rural village with traditional thatched-roof houses.

Car Rental: Unique Routes

If you rent a car, here are a few itineraries:

1. Shirakawa-go and Gokayama (Alps Region): Gorgeous historic villages with a peaceful vibe. Stay in a traditional gassho-zukuri house.

2. Ise-Shima Peninsula: A blend of scenic coastal drives, the famous Ise Grand Shrine, and fresh seafood.

Public Transport-Friendly Gems

Kinosaki Onsen (near Kyoto): A beautiful onsen town where you can enjoy public baths, stroll in yukata, and sample local crab dishes.

Kurashiki (near Okayama): An artsy town with canals, charming streets, and hands-on workshops.

Teen-Friendly Ideas

Osaka: Universal Studios, the Pokémon Center, and try Takoyaki at a local stall.

Arashiyama (Kyoto): The bamboo grove, monkey park, and renting bikes along the riverside.

Let me know if you’d like help refining your itinerary! That sounds like a fantastic trip! Here are some suggestions for off-the-beaten-path experiences and scenic spots you might enjoy:

Around Tokyo & Nikko

Okutama (West Tokyo): A quiet escape with hiking trails, waterfalls (like Hatonosu Gorge), and hot springs.

Edo Wonderland (near Nikko): A theme park recreating the Edo period with samurai, ninja shows, and historical experiences your son might find fun.

Scenic Drives Near Tokyo

Nikko to Chuzenji Lake and Irohazaka Winding Road: A beautiful, historic drive with stunning views, especially if you include Kegon Falls.

Hakone or Fuji Five Lakes: Scenic routes around Mount Fuji, offering great spots for nature, local food, and some fun activities like boat rides or ropeways.

Kyoto to Osaka Region

Uji (between Kyoto and Nara): Known for its tea culture, Byodoin Temple, and serene riverside walks.

Miyama (north of Kyoto): A charming rural village with traditional thatched-roof houses.

Car Rental: Unique Routes

If you rent a car, here are a few itineraries:

1. Shirakawa-go and Gokayama (Alps Region): Gorgeous historic villages with a peaceful vibe. Stay in a traditional gassho-zukuri house.

2. Ise-Shima Peninsula: A blend of scenic coastal drives, the famous Ise Grand Shrine, and fresh seafood.

Public Transport-Friendly Gems

Kinosaki Onsen (near Kyoto): A beautiful onsen town where you can enjoy public baths, stroll in yukata, and sample local crab dishes.

Kurashiki (near Okayama): An artsy town with canals, charming streets, and hands-on workshops.

Teen-Friendly Ideas

Osaka: Universal Studios, the Pokémon Center, and try Takoyaki at a local stall.

Arashiyama (Kyoto): The bamboo grove, monkey park, and renting bikes along the riverside.

Let me know if you’d like help refining your itinerary!That sounds like a fantastic trip! Here are some suggestions for off-the-beaten-path experiences and scenic spots you might enjoy:

Around Tokyo & Nikko

Okutama (West Tokyo): A quiet escape with hiking trails, waterfalls (like Hatonosu Gorge), and hot springs.

Edo Wonderland (near Nikko): A theme park recreating the Edo period with samurai, ninja shows, and historical experiences your son might find fun.

Scenic Drives Near Tokyo

Nikko to Chuzenji Lake and Irohazaka Winding Road: A beautiful, historic drive with stunning views, especially if you include Kegon Falls.

Hakone or Fuji Five Lakes: Scenic routes around Mount Fuji, offering great spots for nature, local food, and some fun activities like boat rides or ropeways.

Kyoto to Osaka Region

Uji (between Kyoto and Nara): Known for its tea culture, Byodoin Temple, and serene riverside walks.

Miyama (north of Kyoto): A charming rural village with traditional thatched-roof houses.

Car Rental: Unique Routes

If you rent a car, here are a few itineraries:

1. Shirakawa-go and Gokayama (Alps Region): Gorgeous historic villages with a peaceful vibe. Stay in a traditional gassho-zukuri house.

2. Ise-Shima Peninsula: A blend of scenic coastal drives, the famous Ise Grand Shrine, and fresh seafood.

Public Transport-Friendly Gems

Kinosaki Onsen (near Kyoto): A beautiful onsen town where you can enjoy public baths, stroll in yukata, and sample local crab dishes.

Kurashiki (near Okayama): An artsy town with canals, charming streets, and hands-on workshops.

Teen-Friendly Ideas

Osaka: Universal Studios, the Pokémon Center, and try Takoyaki at a local stall.

Arashiyama (Kyoto): The bamboo grove, monkey park, and renting bikes along the riverside.

Let me know if you’d like help refining your itinerary!

[laguna-seca-one]

Finally had the courage to go for a ride again. Just had my phone with me so the pic is a bit murky. Fall is not the best time to get on the bike again but I just had to. After being sick for so long I finally got the go ahead so I’m taking it slow. Went a whopping 60Kph/37Mph, it felt like 100. My heart pounding in my chest. The bike is at the shop right now, because it stood still for so long. There’s a lot of things wrong with it right now. Hope I’ll get it back soon 🤗 and gradually get myself back as well 😉

[vyainide]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ౨ৎ suguru boyfriend instagram posts

tag(s)&warning(s). fem! reader, swearing, reader is a little bit insane (as always), we bully gojo a little more, sexual content (shoko offers reader head idk)

from vyon. sugururjruiekekemnejskakwk, i love the reader for suguru's posts :p suguru rides a bike, tell me i'm wrong

un7uckyn

♫ Tommy February6 • ChOOse mE or Die

tagged getonsuguru

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un7uckyn finally got a helmet (custom made to fit my head so he cant take no other bitches for a ride) ( ´͈ ᗨ `͈ )

un7uckyn and by 'other bitches' i mean satoru lawl!!! 🤗🤗

gojostoru ﹫un7uckyn i already have one dw!!!

utashimes ﹫gojostoru the way i'd kill him after that, you're better than me

getonsuguru ﹫utashimes they aren't

getonsuguru my pleasure baby

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unluck7yn ﹫getonsuguru yeah it is !!!!

shokoi what are you gonna do if suguru finds a bitch with your exact head circumference and takes them for a ride?

getonsuguru ﹫shokoi what do you get from saying this?

shokoi ﹫getonsuguru a little entertainment lol

un7uckyn ﹫shokoi the helmet is actually made to detect my hair follicles and dna! so if another person puts it on, it'll set off a timer nd blow up the person wearing the helmet and suguru!!! lol!!!

gojostoru ﹫un7uckyn fr?

un7uckyn ﹫gojostoru trying to squeeze your fat ass head into my helmet will just break it and the mechanism but feel free to try!

haihaibaras4yu you're both so cute !!!!

un7uckyn ﹫haihaibaras4yu i wanna chew on you sooo bad 🤍

nanamikento i hope you know i'm going to be printing this entire post out, comments and all, and using it as evidence to get yaga to get you a psych eval

un7uckyn ﹫nanamikento boo tomato tomato tomato why do u hate fun....

haihaibaras4yu ﹫nanamikento boo!!! 🍅🍅🍅🍅

getonsuguru

♫ The Ronnettes • Be My Baby

tagged un7uckyn

liked by meimei and others

getonsuguru my baby's cooler than me

shokoi tell ur baby i'll be marrying their ass if u don't... i'm so fucking hungry and i miss their cooking

un7uckyn ﹫shokoi that's sooo funny cs i'm on my way to ur dorm w food rn!

shokoi ﹫un7uckyn come in with ur pants off, i'll give u head

getonsuguru ﹫shokoi ????

gojostoru wowww it's like you guys went to the beach alone.... where are my photos?

nanamikento ﹫gojostoru cheer up 👍

haihaibaras4yu ﹫gojostoru i posted them!!!

un7uckyn ﹫gojostoru LOLLL CHEER UP 👍

utashimes do you guys... not fight curses? why are you guys always posting ts?

un7uckyn ﹫utashimes the curses know when to not get in the way of my dates.

getonsuguru ﹫un7uckyn ur phone is getting the way of our date right now

un7uckyn ﹫getonsuguru noooo i'm defending our relationship rn, pull up ur pants 😒 we not fucking whilst ynsuguru deniers exist

utashimes ﹫un7uckyn i'm sorry i asked, stop replying

[ getonsuguru ] unluck7yn replied to your story: u are so so so so cute and i'd rip ur heart out before i let u leave me 🤗

[ un7uckyn ] nanamikento replied to your story: we all know what he looks like btw

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