#hannah watches the rookie

[lesliesknopes]

Every time Tim and Lucy hug my heart melts. There’s just something so intimate about the way Tim pulls her close.

[mayasdeluca]

There is no way ABC isn’t messing with these numbers because this makes absolutely zero sense. I hate this damn network

[captainsantiagos]

Just thinking about how Lucy could and SHOULD be feral for the next few episodes because if all the shit she’s been through in the last 6 episodes happened to me I’d be making it everyone’s problem.

[withwritersblock]

Those Eyes

~Those Eyes by New West~

Author's Note: idk! tehe as always italics are flashbacks Summary: Y/N surprises Luke after a long few months near the end of his rookie season Warnings: implied smut, swearing Word Count: 3,887 Luke Hughes x fm!reader

The exhaustion on his face was heartbreaking enough. The loss was probably one of the hardest games she’s ever watched. The second half the roster left the ice within the first two seconds she knew it was going to be a long night.

They fought hard and almost tied it late but the game ended in a disappointed loss. The camera panned towards Luke dart towards the tunnel with his head hanging low. Her shoulders hung low as she dropped her head into her hands. 

She wanted nothing more than to hug him and hold him. 

A groan fell from her lips as she took a deep breath. She stood up and wrapped her dark blue blanket around her body as she stumbled out of her bedroom. The blanket was draped acrossed her shoulders as she snuggled the ends against her chest. 

“How’d it go?” her roommate and best friend, Hannah, said as she saw Y/N walk out of the room. 

“Bad,” she let out as she wandered towards the kitchen, in desperate need of an alcoholic drink. “Luke looked so tired,” her voice cracked slightly. 

“Shit,” Hannah muttered as she brushed a few pieces of hair away from her face. 

The party was in full swing and Luke spent most of the night trying to find Y/N. She promised that she was going to be there but not until after eleven. It was well past eleven and he couldn’t find her. 

Y/N texted him ten minutes ago and he was on the hunt for her instantly.

They were in a new relationship, only a few weeks but he was desperate to find her. There was barely any room to move or breathe. Shoving through the crowd, he kept shouting apologize yet no one seemed fazed by his efforts. Shimming his shoulders to the beat of the song every time he squeezed through a group of people to pretend like he was having a good time.

He would be having a good time if he could find her. Pressing his lips together he scanned the party. He was taller than majority of the crowd, so it was easy to scan the crowd. He brought his beer towards his lips as he bobbed his head to the music. Eyeing the crowd, he saw his teammates happily dancing with random girls they met just that night. 

He ran his fingers through his hair as he continued to scan the crowd, a couple of girls met his gaze. Smiling or shyly looking away, none of them were even close to his girl.

After a few seconds, he finally found her. It was as if time stopped once he saw her, she slowly turned her gaze towards him. Smiling widely towards him, she leaned away from the wall she was against. His heart jumped into his throat as he smiled widely. 

He began stumbling through the crowd, still shouting apologizes as he squeezed through a large crowd of his teammates. He looked up hoping to see her but he couldn’t, until he felt a tap against his arm. Spinning around, he met her gaze.

“Hey!” he shouted as he admired the way her lips curled up into a grin.

“I didn’t realize how crazy this was going to be!” she shouted back. Luke nodded as he rested his hand onto her lower back, subconsciously pulling her towards him. 

Leaning down, he whispered against her ear, “Do you want to stay out here or go somewhere quieter?” 

He pulled away, meeting her gaze. She pressed her lips together as she waved her finger towards him. He leaned back down as she delicately took a hold of his jaw. “Can we get a drink before we disappear?” she pulled back, her hand still holding his jaw. He immediately nodded. Wrapping his arm around her waist, he guided her towards the kitchen.

They bumped into a handful of his teammates and they were forced into conversations for a while before was able to get a drink. Even after she got her drink, she nearly finished it before they disappeared into his room.

He shut the door and the music instantly got quieter but it was still shaking the floor slightly. Luke smiled awkwardly towards her as he wiped his hand across his nose. She took another sip of her drink as she kept looking towards him.

“You know what I’m in the mood for?” Luke asked as he stepped towards her, taking a hold of her waist. He stole the drink from her and placed it onto the night stand beside his bed. He stumbled back towards his bed. She raised her eyebrows suspiciously, “A Friends marathon,” he let out as his legs hit the back of the bed, nearly forcing him to fall onto his back. 

She barked out a laugh as she rolled her eyes playfully, “I could always watch that,” she mumbled as she climbed over him, laying beside him. He looked towards her, smiling softly as he began to pull up the TV show. 

“Come ‘ere,” he mumbled as she happily laid in his arms.

Y/N took a hold of two White Claws and walked towards the living room. Hannah eyes widened as she held out her hand excitedly for the drink. Y/N tossed it towards her. They both popped open their drinks as she sat down beside Hannah. She draped the blanket over the both of them.

“You know, spring break is next week. You should go visit him,” Hannah offered before she brought the drink towards her lips. Y/N tilted her head back and let out a groan.

“I don’t have the money for that,” Y/N mumbled as she tilted her head against the top of the couch. Shutting her eyes, an image of Luke on the bench. Defeat written all over his features. 

“You know who does,” Hannah expressed, “Your boyfriend.”

“I am not going to ask him for money,” she let out before she brought the drink towards her lips. Hannah let out a long dramatic sigh as she smacked her hand against the couch dramatically. 

“It’s not asking him for money if it’s to visit him,” Hannah let out. Y/N pouted her lips as she tilted her head against the top of the couch. “Sounds like he really needs it,” Hannah urged. 

“Yeah,” she mumbled, “I need it too.” Y/N shifted her gaze towards the TV to see a movie on the screen. It was one of her favorites and it was one of the new ones on Netflix. 

Hannah shifted her gaze towards Y/N, frowning slightly before glancing back towards the screen. Hannah clenched her jaw as she frowned slightly. Y/N pulled her phone from her hoodie pocket, glancing at her phone screen to see a photo of Luke and herself.

It was a photo from one of his frat parties, the lights were dark and it was nearing the end of the party. They were both asleep on the half broken couch, they were facing one another, Luke’s hands were wrapped around her body. One of his hands were on the base of the neck and his other was low on her hip. Her arms were around his upper body. In the photo, Dylan was tossing a blanket over them in the live photo and Mark was giggle as he took the photo.

Blinking rapidly, she felt her eyes start to well up in tears. She turned off the screen as she tilted her head back up to meet Hannah’s eye. There was a look in her eye that felt as though she was right. 

After a few seconds, her phone started to ring. Pulling her phone up to see Luke was calling her. 

She shot up, staring at his contact photo for a moment. It was a screenshot of him on FaceTime after he scored his first goal. He was smiling and laughing and so happy. It’s been a little while since she’s seen him like that.

Jumping off of the couch, she tossed the blanket towards Hannah. She brought the phone towards her ear. Neither of them said anything at first. Y/N walked towards her bedroom.

Luke took in a sharp breath as he sniffled. 

“Luke, are you back at the hotel?” she questioned, before swallowing hard. He hummed. Shutting the door behind her, she immediately collapsed onto her bed. “Are you okay?” she asked. 

“No,” he choked out, “I’m so tired and I want the season to be done and my body fucking hurts,” he explained as he started to cry. She’s only seen him cry tears of joy. “I don’t know how to do this, I can’t do it anymore-it’s too much. I just want to go back to school and you. I just want to go back to you,” he sobbed. “I can’t do another year of this,”

He took another sudden breath and another sob falling from his lips. 

“Lukey, I’m so sorry,” she mumbled, “The season’s almost done, my love-”

“What if I don’t make it?” he let out, his voice completely cracking in the process. 

“M-make what?” she let out while shaking her head. It was silent on his end of the phone as she heard him sniffle and take a deep breath.

“I’m supposed to be as good as Quinn and I-I can’t and the fans hate me,” 

“They don’t hate you, Luke,” she tried to comfort him. “You’re a Calder contender, Luke that’s incredible, love, you’re almost through the toughest year in the league. You’re getting through this,” she explained, trying not to tear up. 

“When do you graduate again?” he let out, his voice cracked.

“Decemember,” she mumbled, “Barely a year left, my love.”

“I can’t do another year without you,” 

That was the moment she realized that she needed to visit him when he was back in New Jersey. For the next hour she was on the phone with him, calming him down. There wasn’t much of anything that she could say that truly could make him feel better. He was so exhausted that he ended falling asleep while on the phone with her.

After Luke fell asleep, she immediately called Jack. It ran a few times before he answered. “Uh-hey, Y/N?” he let out groggily. 

“Hey Jack, I’m sorry that I woke you,” 

“‘S cool, what’s wrong?” he muttered. 

She took in a shaky breath, “Luke’s really struggling and I was hoping you could help me with something,” she mumbled. There was shuffling on his end of the phone.

“Do you need money for a flight? I’ll do anything, the kid is miserable,” he let out a dry chuckle before he continued to shuffle on his end of the phone.

Taking in a deep breath, “Yeah.”

“Okay, so we come back late Saturday, can you be here by then? Our neighbor has an extra key. I’ll let him know that you’ll be there to grab it,” he explained.

“Wait really?” she asked.

“He needs to see you. I’ll keep it a suprise,” he expressed. “Just let me know how much the flights are,” 

“Thank you Jack,” her voice cracked as she spoke.

The party was nearing it’s end but Luke and Y/N were already in his room. It was normal for them to disappear near the end of the parties. Or in the middle of the parties. Or in the beginning of the parties. It was something they’ve been doing since the first party she attended six months ago.

He was laying on the bed, his hands were resting beneath his head. Sitting up, she brushed a few pieces of hair away from her face. Her lips fell into a pout as she delicately glided her hands across the curve of his abs line. 

Pouting his lips, his eyes flickered up and down her frame. The small skin tight dress was starting to ride up her thighs. More and more of her skin was starting to get exposed. Swallowing hard, he tilted his head to the side. Pulling his hand away from his head, he took a delicate hold of the side of her thigh. He began to absentmindedly rub against her skin. 

“Do you want to change into something comfier?” he asked as he ran his hand higher and higher. A small smirk formed to her lips as she leaned towards him. Her hands slowly glided up from his abs towards his jawline. Her fingertips glided so softly, his skin started to erupt in goosebumps. 

His lips curled upward slowly as she slowly climbed onto his lap. His cheeks started to flush red as he continued to look towards her. 

“I don’t really have anything here,” she mumbled as she slowly leaned towards him. His hands slowly slipped down towards the back of her thighs. He squinted his eyes slightly as he fought the smile that was starting to form on his lips.

“I’ve got clothes. Pretty comfy clothes. I mean I think they’re pretty comfy,” he mumbled as he took in a sharp breath. She giggled as she leaned towards him, delicately pressing her lips against his. He hummed against her lips as his slowly ran his hands up the back of her thighs, climbing higher up her dress. She pulled away, raising her eyebrows suspiciously. 

“Well give me some options,” she muttered before pressing her lips against his again for a few seconds. He smacked his hands against her ass forcing a giggle from her lips. “Luke!” she scolded as she climbed off his lap. 

He fought off a grin forming to his lips as he followed after her. Stumbling towards his closet, she adjusted the bottom of her dress. Biting his bottom lip, he started looking through his t-shirts and hoodies. 

“O-or you could just take the dress off,” he said shyly. Looking down towards her, she looked up towards him widening her eyes while fighting off a smirk.

“Are you trying to get me naked?” she let out teasingly. He pursed his lips forward, a blush forming to his cheeks. 

“I didn’t-I mean. If you don’t feel comfortable or-”

“Luke,” she teased as she rested her hands onto his arms, “I was messing with you.”

“Right,” he muttered as he took in a sharp breath as he reached into his closet and pulled out a random t-shirt. “It’s-um pretty comfy if you want-” he let out.

She smiled up towards him as she took a hold of the shirt. She stepped backwards, looking into his eyes. “Can you help me?” she asked, smirking softly. Slowly, she spun around and pulled her hair away from her neck. Luke swallowed harshly as he felt his heart racing suddenly.

“Are you sure? I was technically kidding-”

“Luke,” she whispered.

“Right,” he let out as he slowly reached his hands towards her. He delicately rested his hand onto her hip while he reached for the zipper. He clenched his jaw nervously as he slowly started to glide the zipper down her back. Once it was completely unzipped he kept his hands on her waist. “Can I?” he asked barely above a whisper. She hummed.

Stepping towards her, he slowly glided his hand up her back. He slowly began to push the dress off of her body. Leaning towards her delicately pressed his lips against her shoulder. Tilting her head back, she rested it against his chest. Slowly the dress fell from her frame. Luke’s hands happily wrapped around her body as she spun around to face him.

Looking up into his eyes, he felt his heart jump into his throat. “Is this okay?” he let out. She nodded as he leaned towards her kissing her softly yet urgently. Reaching down, he took a hold of her thighs. She wrapped her arms around his neck as she jumped up wrapping her legs around his waist. He walked towards the bed and delicately laid her onto it.

She looked up towards him with those eyes that he could never get tired of seeing. He smirked as he climbed on top of her, urgently leaning down and kissing her passionately.

She had been pacing in Luke’s apartment for nearly an hour as she waited for both Jack and Luke to enter the apartment. Jack explained that after they landed in the airport, they would be back at their place within the hour. Which she found out was a lie because it’s been much longer than an hour and she needed to hold him. 

Her phone buzzed in her pocket and she quickly pulled it out to see a text from Jack. They were almost up from the parking garage. She took in a deep breath as she continued to pace in a short three step cadence.

Her body was engulfed in tingles as she was starting to breath heavier and heavier. This was the first time she’s even attempted a surprise like this and she was feeling the pressure.

Especially since Jack had been texting her since they planned it, telling her how much Luke needed to see her. How much he needed this surprise. It was everything for both of them.

She heard keys outside of the door and Luke’s laugh. 

She stopped moving, nearly stopped breathing. She stood awkwardly a handful of feet away from the front door. 

The door was pushed open and Jack was the first one to step inside. He had a wide grin on his face as he nearly hopped away from the front door, holding his phone up excitedly. 

Luke’s gaze was on his phone as he walked inside. Abesentmindedly slipping his shoes off and rolling his suitcase to the side. He shoved his phone into his pocket at the same time she felt her phone vibrate in hers. 

Luke lifted his gaze to see her standing in the living room. Their eyes connected and it felt like time stopped. 

His mouth fell open as stood in shock for only a second. “Oh my god,” he mumbled as he began to blink rapidly. His lips started to quiver and fall into a small pout as he took fast steps towards her.

A giggle fell from her lips as he held his hands out widely as he practically leaped towards her. He completely submerged her body in his as he urgently took a hold of her. She wrapped her arms around the center of his back. 

“Oh my god,” he let out as he shut his eyes harshly. One of his hands took a hold of the center of her back as his other one took a hold of her head, holding her tightly to his chest. 

He didn’t let go, he couldn’t because if he did let go, she could be gone and he could wake up from a dream. 

“Fuck,” he let out as he pulled away, but kept his hand on her lower back and he moved his hand to the base of her neck. Scanning his features, she saw a few tears fall onto his cheek. Quickly, he submerged her in a bear hug again, still afraid of letting go. 

Still holding her to her chest, he shifted his gaze towards Jack; who was no longer recording. He was simply smiling as he leaned his head against the wall. “Did you know?” he asked Jack. He simply nodded before he started walking towards his own bedroom. 

After several more seconds, he finally pulled away. His hands were still rested on her waist as he looked deeply into her eyes. “I can’t believe you’re here,” he mumbled, “I can’t-” he shook his head as a wide smile formed to his lips. Bringing his hands up, he wiped the tears falling from his cheek. “Cried twice this week, new record I think,” he joked as he reluctantly stepped away from her.

She pouted her lips as she watched he jog towards his suitcase quickly before he began dragging it. He held his hand out towards her and she gladly accepted it. They both began to walk towards his bedroom. He dragged the suitcase into his room, leaving it next to the door before he shifted his gaze towards her. 

“You’re actually here,” he mumbled.

“I am,” she let out barely above a whisper. He smiled softly as he rested his hands onto her cheeks and pulled her towards him. He kissed her as if a bomb was about to go off if he didn’t. His entire body relaxed the second he felt her lips on his. 

It was almost as if every ounce of tension, body pain, and exhaustion left his body. Her hands rested on his chest as also felt her entire body relax. He pulled away, taking a small breath as he rested his forehead against hers.

“You have to tell me how you and Jack pulled this off,” he muttered before he stepped back. A chuckle fell from her lips. He pulled the winter jacket away from his body, his cheeks were flushed red. She sat down on the bed looking up towards him.

“After the Rangers game and after we talked, I called him and he helped me with getting a flights until Wednesday. I couldn’t not see you after that,” she explained. He tiled his head to the side for a moment before he took off his hoodie. He tossed it towards the floor before he stepped towards her. He took a hold of her chin. 

“Best girlfriend ever,” he mumbled half joking as he looked into her eye. While maintaining eye contact she scooted away from him, lying at the center of the bed. He quickly climbed on top of her. A giggle fell from her lips as his body weight was crushing her for a brief moment. He rested his head in the crook of her neck, as she ran her hand up and down his back slowly. Her fingertips sent shivers up and down his body. 

Every few seconds, he’d sleepily press his lips against her neck. “Lukey,” she muttered. 

He hummed.

“I love you,” she whispered. She could feel him smile against her neck for a few seconds before he lifted his head up to meet her eye. Leaning down, he kissed her softly as he began to hold himself up as their lips remained connected. 

Her hands started gliding through his hair, as he slowly pulled away. His lips were still hovering over hers, “I love you so much,” he muttered before he pecked her lips a few times before he reluctantly rolled onto his back. He began to slip under the comforter, she followed in pursuit. 

“If I didn’t have a game tomorrow, we would be busy but-” he explained while rolling onto his side to face her. Following him, she faced him as she reached her hand over and delicately took a hold of his cheek. He shut his eyes as his lips slowly curled upward in a small smile. 

“I know, my love, sleep good,” she whispered. He bit his bottom lip as he reached towards her, taking a hold of her thigh and dragging her body towards him, practically on top of him. 

“Oh I will,” he whispered before he pressed his lips against hers for a long moment. “You really are the best, you know that?” he whispered against her lips. 

[coco-loco-nut]

Barnstormer

pairing: charles x reader

summary: charles can’t help but to fall for your small town charm

a/n: so @vitalverstappen and I have been grinding on this prompt for a while (i sent the jumble of ideas to V.V. after this being in my drafts for a few months). read the sister story linked at the end!

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Once again, you are in your home country to race, only this time it’s in Austin. You spent the break on your family’s ranch back in Montana, riding your horse and reconnecting with nature. You always joked that you are the racing version of Hannah Montana.

“Y/n, it must be nice to be back home. You certainly look the part,” Laura starts your interview with F1TV.

“Ah, well Austin is much different than Montana. Two different types of cowboy, I’d say,” you are dressed like you just came from the stable. Boots, jeans, hoodie, hair in a braid, and your hat. A quick look says you aren’t a driver.

“How so?”

“Well, they like the spice down here much more, and I’d say that we are much more equipped to deal with snow. One thing I do know is that we both love a good rodeo,” you feel your hat be removed from you head as you speak. Turning to your left, you see Charles put it on his head.

“Yee haw, little lady,” Charles does what might be the worst Texas accent you’ve ever heard.

“Charles Leclerc, you did not just grab my cap by the brim. I don’t think you know what you just did,” you take your hat back, by grabbing the crown - you aren’t an animal, holding it at your side as to not make fans think anything of it.

“Well, I’ll let you sort that out,” Laura turns to the camera. “Stay tuned for an exclusive interview with Y/n and Liam Lawson as we discuss being rookies, Lightning McQueen, and more,” Laura says, letting the camera cut away.

“Sorry we couldn’t get more of an interview, I gotta explain cowboy culture to Charles,” you cringe, pulling the Ferrari boys away. Charles listens as you ramble about how it’s rude to touch a hat, then straw versus felt and why despite it being past labor day you are wearing straw, and finally that his act of taking your hat could be seen as a sign of flirting. You reach the Alpine home and quickly dart inside.

“Mate, I don’t think she got it,” Carlos shakes his head as Charles groans.

“I’ve been trying all season, she just isn’t getting it,” Charles whines, sure you will never pick up on his flirting.

That night you take the boys to a bar just outside Austin that some friends back home recommended, they said it was where a lot of rodeo cowboys go. It does not disappoint, the neon offsetting the wood with Tim McGraw crooning on the speakers. You practically run to the bar to order your favorite cheap beer.

“Some of my friends said this is the best bar in town,” you yell over the music.

“Logan? He was your childhood best friend right?” Franco says, hoping that he got it right.

“Logan? No, although he is my friend. You really don’t know how far Montana is from here and Miami, huh,” you swig your beer before narrowing your eyes at the Argentinian. “Are you even old enough to be here? How did you get in?”

“Franco is 21, barely, but he is,” Alex says, a little put off by the place. Most of them did try to fit in, but everyone in the bar can tell they are tourists based off them wearing felt hats when it’s blistering hot outside.

“Oh, they have a bull,” your eyes light up as you quickly make your way to the mechanical animal. You don’t care if it’s embarrassing for you or the guys, you want to see them fall off.

“Isn’t that dangerous?” Max asks, wary of the old machine.

“Sure, that’s what makes it fun. Why don’t you go first?” Your eyes challenge Max as a small crowd watches on, interested at the goings of your group.

“I, uh,” it doesn’t take you more than a second to realize that the boys are scared. You square your shoulders, finishing off your beer.

“Alright, but you’re missing out, it’s mighty fun,” you shrug, taking your hat off and setting it upside down on a table beside the operator. You hand him cash as you step onto the worn blue mats, eyeing up your worn, red competitor.

“Don’t you think this is a bad idea? I don’t want to explain to the team how you got hurt,” Pierre’s panic is evident even as the guys pull out their phones to film.

“Yeah no, I learned from the best. My hometown best friend is a champion rider,” you expertly mount the mechanical bull, unphased as it starts bucking. You hang on much longer than the boys would’ve, and when you feel yourself be about to get thrown off, you dismount with a flourish.

The guys are speechless beyond cheering for you as you put your hat on, heading back to the bar for another beer. Men tip their caps to you and you blush, a little overwhelmed by the attention.

Charles knows enough to know that you put on a show and have the interest of even more guys now. It doesn’t help that your boots and shorts show off your legs just right, and the tee you chose fits perfectly. Your hat adds a layer of mystery as it helps hide your eyes, but not your beautifully curled hair.

You don’t do much the rest of the night other than drink the guys into a hole, get violently drunk, and stand on a table singing Dolly Parton.

You pull up to the paddock the next day wearing a college football jersey, the school you’ve supported since you were a young kid.

“Texas or Georgia?” someone yells at you and you can’t help but step back in disgust.

“Neither, I’d rather die,” you yell back, despite not having a team in the SEC.

“How are you alive and still manage to look good,” Franco groans, walking beside you.

“Sheer will, and a bit of my mama’s secret recipe,” you grin.

“How does he do it?” Charles asks Max, watching Franco effortlessly flirt with you, even though Franco doesn’t realize he’s flirting.

“No idea. Have you talked to Mick, he’s pretty close with her. Maybe he has an idea,” Max shrugs.

“Mick? Like Mick Schumacher?”

“Yeah, they karted together. You could also just talk to her,” Max suggests, pushing his friend in your direction.

“So you are actually a cowgirl?” Charles asks you once Franco drops back to yap with Max.

“Yeah, my parents have a working ranch. I help out when I can, since they helped find people to house and train me throughout my career,” you smile.

“That’s so cool. You have your own horse too, right?”

“Yeah, do you want to see him? He’s a feral mustang that we domesticated, I’m thinking of breeding him with a quarter horse soon,” you pull up photos as Charles tries to understand everything you said.

“What a pretty rider,” Charles hopes you might pick up on an obvious flirt.

“Thanks,” the compliment barely registers in your mind.

“Maybe you could teach me how to ride sometime,”

“Oh, I was going to have Mick, Pierre, and Logan come up after Brazil. You should come too, hopefully we will beat the snow. There’s already been some, but if you bundle up you will be fine,” your smile melts Charles’s brain.

“Snow? Already?” Charles can’t imagine it, it hasn’t even been Halloween.

“Oh yeah, nothing like a warm cider and a fireplace though,” Charles can hear your accent come through.

“So are they dating?” Franco asks, observing how close you and Charles are standing.

“No.”

“But he likes her?”

“Yes.”

“And she likes him?”

“Hard to say,” Max shrugs.

“I am so confused,” Franco stares at you and Charles, it’s obvious you both like each other.

“Me too,” Carlos agrees, having come to retrieve Charles when he overheard Franco’s conversation with Max.

“Y/n is a smart woman, but she certainly cannot pick up on flirting,” Max shakes his head, walking off.

Charles did join you at your ranch before Las Vegas, with strict orders from his trainer on how to keep up with his training. Charles wasn’t expecting a whole complex of barns and houses. You could almost call it an operation.

They were all shoved in the back of your pickup, luggage safe on the bed of the truck, as you and a ranch hand chat in the front of the car.

“You boys are lucky there’s room in the main house during your stay,” the ranch hand had joked. Because the group arrived so late, it’s straight to bed for everyone. Everyone except you.

Charles is restless, and despite his better judgment, gets out of bed for a change of scenery. He walks into the living room, looking at family photos, school yearbook photos, and pictures of your races. Some of your first trophies are proudly displayed above the fireplace, as well as a picture from your first time in the points in F1. He takes in everything, it’s clear how proud your parents are of you.

Charles finds you on the porch, with a steaming mug and quilt thrown over your legs. You are staring at the sky, not really paying attention. He’s freezing, wearing more layers than you, but he sits beside you anyway. You hand him a spare quilt, which he thanks you for.

“It’s nice, to slow down out here, the open skies and quiet,” you break the calm silence.

“It seems busy around here,”

“You have to be. It’s a hard business, no days off. I’m lucky that we are a larger ranch and my family can afford things like my career. Most of my friends stay and work full time, some work for us now. The guys out there are just going in for the night to the bunk houses, they will be up at dawn ready to work,” you explain. Charles was right in that this is a business, and a large one.

“Makes me feel bad that we are here on a break then,” Charles rubs the back of his neck.

“Don’t be. Plenty of ranches book out guest houses for tourism, it’s good income. Plus, you are here as my guest. The town will love to meet new people,” you reassure him, reaching to pat his hand.

“So, I guess you really don’t know every city that we visit?” Charles grins. None of the drivers ever bothered to look up where you are from, so they joke that you know Miami, Austin, and Las Vegas like they are your home town. However, they’ve been taking it more seriously as of late.

“No,” you whisper, a hint of a smile on your face as you watch the snow fall. You find yourself tucked under Charles’ arm before you bid him goodnight, going to bed.

You are up early, eating breakfast with your family.

“What’s your plan for the day?” your mother asks as you help clear the table.

“I think a trail ride then go into town, I don’t want to impose too much, but I’ll probably show them around,” you say, thinking of a schedule.

“Why don’t you do a late lunch in town? I have some things for you to pick up,” you agree with her idea.

“Go ahead, Mama, I’ll clean up,” you say, knowing there is administrative work to do.

The boys meander down about an hour later as you are finishing baking a bread you started yesterday.

“Morning boys,” you wipe your hands as they stand cluelessly in the kitchen. “Take a seat, I’ll whip you up something quick,” you motion to the kitchen table as you head to the fridge.

“Do you need help?” Logan asks, but your look quickly tells him to shut up.

“Coffee’s in the pot if you want some, milk in the fridge, food will be ready in a few minutes,” you wave the offer off.

“What’s your plan for today?” Mick asks, quickly taking to the coffee.

“I’ll take you on a trail ride and tour around some of the ranch, then we will go into town and grab lunch. After dinner we can go to the bar if it isn’t too bad out,” you look out the window, most of the snow has melted off already, but you can never be too careful. The boys quickly eat what you serve them and you take them out to the barn.

“Need help?” Charles asks as you blanket and saddle four horses, one he recognizes as yours. It’s impressive, watching you easily sling the heavy saddles on.

“Hold these, stand still,” you hand him the reigns, making sure he is in a safe position.

“Are you wearing chaps?” Mick notices the tan leather covering your jeans.

“Yes, and you all should too. You will thank me later when the wind isn’t biting at your legs. We should have some extras, hang on,” you grab a few pairs and tell the boys how to wear them.

“This is quite fashionable, I should’ve worn them in Austin,” Charles twists his legs, looking at the western wear. You just shake your head and continue getting the saddles ready.

“This is weirder than I thought,” Logan says, a little uncomfortable in the gear as you help him mount the horse.

“Sit up straighter, and widen your legs a little,” you fix his feet as you speak, adjusting the saddle and stirrups. You help each of them mount the horses you saddled before mounting your own horse.

You start with the tour before the trail ride, and the boys are feeling a little sore from the trotting as they dismount.

“I’m impressed your hat stayed on,” Mick says as he feels his muscles ache.

“That’s the point of a proper fitting hat. You can tell your trainers you had your workout for the day. Come on,” you make them follow you to the truck. As you get into town, you get stopped every other minute, being asked how you are and who your friends are. The boys look around the small store as you pick up your mother’s order.

“You and your boyfriend make quite the handsome couple,” the clerk, a church friend of your mother, says. She observes your startled face and smiles. “The one with brown hair, he seems very protective of you,” you look at Charles and catch his eye, causing both of you to look away with a blush.

“We aren’t dating, he’s a friend that I race with. They all are,” you deny, but you can’t help but wonder why your heart skipped a beat at the accusation.

“Sure honey, but you should see the way that boy looks at you,” you take the package, mind spinning.

“Thank you, Mrs. Anderson,” your voice is quieter as she pats your hand.

“You take care now, don’t forget about your roots when you become a big star,”

“I’ll dedicate my first win to you all,” you smile, taking a step away from the old oak counter.

“Good girl. Watch out on the roads tonight,”

“Yes, Ma’am,” when you approach the guys you notice how you and Charles naturally gravitate towards each other, but you are quick to distract yourself before you think too much about it.

“Everything alright?” Mick asks, poking your head. You swat away his hand as he goes to poke you again. Logan and Charles are trailing you, talking about something that you couldn’t care less about.

“Yeah, just thinking about something the shop owner said,”

“That Charles likes you?” Mick says, you huff and walk a little faster.

“He doesn’t though, Mickie. We are just friends, he’s never even flirted with me. Besides, I don’t even like him like that, and I would NEVER date someone on the grid,” lies, well mostly. The grid part is pretty true, that’s a mess you don’t wasn’t to touch. Mick can read you like a book, he’s your best friend and basically your brother. He wraps an arm around you and pulls you into a side hug as you walk.

“He flirts with you endlessly, you are just too blind to see it. Meine Liebe, he is so in love with you that he would crash someone out for you,” Mick looks at you, watching the gears in your brain turn.

“Well, if he is flirting with me that much, he really needs to step up his game,” you look at the sky, then to Mick.

“It’s a shame you are basically my brother, why can’t we date?” you groan, Mick loudly laughs.

“Alpine would hate that, can’t have two of their drivers dating,” Mick lowers his arm, poking your side.

“They are separating us, but our love shall prevail,” you carry on, enjoying the antics.

“Even Mick flirts with her easier than me,” Charles groans, looking at Logan for backup.

“I don’t know how to tell you this, but they are literally the definition of siblings separated at birth. They joke like that all the time, he’s just her best friend,” Logan shakes his head.

“So there’s a chance?”

“Not with your flirting,” Logan pats Charles’s shoulder as they approach your truck.

“Let’s get the fuck out of here, there is a storm coming,” you turn the key in the ignition, watching the boys get in the truck. Logan calls shotgun, leaving Charles and Mick in the back.

“Who let dying cats sing?” Mick teases you and Logan as you sing along with a country song, earning him the bird from both of you.

“Alright boys, wash up and then be down here for dinner. We won’t wait for you,” you say as you park the truck. Charles grabs the package for you, carrying it inside.

“I’ll take that, son,” your dad grabs the package from Charles as you walk through the door. “Y/n,” you follow his beacon, leaving the boys alone.

“Well, I will see you all in a bit,” Mick heads to his room, it’s obvious that he’s visited before.

Much to Charles’s dismay, he makes no progress on the flirting end for the rest of the week. When you get to Las Vegas, you are swept up in media and team duties. Charles sees more of Pierre than he does of you that weekend. He does notice when you post on Instagram.

instagram

y/username brought the boys home with me, still wouldn’t call them cowboys

mickschumacher to be fair, Logan and I fit in pretty well, Charles though…

charlesleclerc hey!

y/username charlie… you still don’t know how to wear a hat correctly

alpinef1team we 🫶 our cowgirl (and Cowboy Mick)

mercedesamgf1 our* Cowboy Mick 🤠

scuderiaferrari it’s okay Charles, even if you aren’t a cowboy, we still love you (Mick was ours first, back off)

charlesleclerc hey! you are supposed to be on my side

mickschumacher love the support guys 💙🩵❤️

user29 the shared admin parenting 😭

y/username charlie, it’s okay, not everyone is cowboy material

user aww, she brought Logan with her. best former grid friendship

user4 so we are ignoring the part where she got them all to wear chaps?

logansargeant you hear that mick? i’m better than you

mickschumacher impossible, i’m literally her best friend

y/username and they looked wonderful in them 🥰 (i love you two equally)

user2 poor charles, always forgotten even if they weren’t friends until recently

charlesleclerc best cowgirl and teacher in Montana ❤️

y/username only Montana? i’m wounded, you’re uninvited from the next trip

Mick hung around, pulling double duty for Mercedes and Alpine. He watched the race from the Mercedes garage, a tense place to be during the race. The Mercedes team qualified poorly in Q3, leaving them in the midfield. Logan accompanied him, an odd sight for most fans.

You had qualified well, with you and Pierre in P6 and P7 respectively. A crash up front took out Max and Lando, leaving the two of you in a battle with Oscar, Charles, and Carlos. A late safety car and a well timed undercut allowed you to move into P2, fighting for the win with Pierre right behind you. With five laps left to go, you find luck on your side once more. Oscar locked up, giving you just enough room to overtake him. When you cross the line five laps later, you feel tears running down your face.

“We did it, holy shit! Great work team, I’m so proud of you guys. This win is for the huge support network I have back home - I told you I’d dedicate my first win to you, and it’s for this team who has struggled and fought to be in the position to win races again,” you say on the radio as you take your cool down lap, waving to fans as you drive past.

The feeling of standing on top of your car is like nothing else, the crowd electric with you first win, a home win.

Pierre pulls into P3, quickly hoping out to embrace you, rubbing your helmet.

“We did it! You are amazing!” Pierre cheers.

“Finally a podium for us,” you agree, joining Pierre in heading to the barricades to celebrate with the team.

Charles makes his way to where you are putting on your team hat and sipping water a few minutes later.

“Welcome to the home win club,” he hugs you, wishing he was on the podium too.

“Thanks, Charlie. Sorry, I’m just so overwhelmed,” you smile but tears start to flow out of your eyes again. This is likely the only win you will ever get, and you know that.

“Amour,” his voice is soft and sympathetic as he wipes the tears off your cheeks. “You deserve every bit of this win, you drove so well,” he reassures you as you nod, sniffing the tears away.

“Interview time, champ,” Pierre grabs you, pulling you towards Guenther. He quickly shoots Charles a look that says he’s talking about this later. Pierre is protective of his teammate, and he isn’t scared to rip into his childhood friend if needed. You watch Pierre speak, then Oscar, before it’s your turn. They wait for you, not wanting to leave you vulnerable to the media.

“Y/n, first off, congratulations on a monumental win. How are you feeling?” Guenther asks, his voice jovial. He watched you grow as a driver in the Ferrari program, so he feels a bit proud.

“Overwhelmed, mainly,” you laugh, taking a moment to gather your thoughts. “I, uh, carry the legacy of many women before me, those who drove, served as test and reserve drivers, and affiliated drivers. I really hope this win made them proud and make the girls driving in lower formulas know they can succeed here too,” you say, still breathing a bit heavier.

“That was one heck of a drive, how were you able to take the win?”

“A lot of luck, and confidence. I knew that I had to take some risks, especially on that overtake and defending the last few laps. I’m glad that Max and Lando are okay, those collisions aren’t fun,”

“One more question and then I will let you get your trophy. How will you take this confidence into the last two races?”

“Just keeping the energy up with the whole team. They’ve worked hard to get Pierre and I on the podium, and it’s nice to see it pay off, especially at my home race. You never really know when you will get to the podium, so I think we will just cherish this and hope the points keep coming,” you say, relieved to be done with interviews for now.

“Thank you, congratulations again,” Guenther says, letting you go. You give a wave and disappear to where Pierre and Oscar await.

“An all Alpine podium,” Mick teases, waiting around the bend for you.

“Former, but I guess it counts,” Oscar smiles as you launch yourself at your best friend.

“I’m so proud, meine Liebe, and I know Dad is too,” he hugs you tightly. Mick lets you go a moment later, promising to see you after the podium.

The cooldown room is nice, you relax in the chair as Oscar and Pierre chatter, watching the race highlights.

“Nice defending, you were a brick wall against Charles,” you fist bump Pierre.

“Ready?” Oscar asks, dragging you out of your seat. Pierre is the first out and onto the podium. “Just breathe, this is your moment,” Oscar reminds you before stepping out. Before you know it you are being drenched in champagne.

“This is just the start of the celebrations, mon amie,” Pierre says, wrapping an arm around you as you head back to the motorhome.

“Drinks on me tonight,” you cheer, ready to shower off the champagne and get media over with.

You are one of the last to arrive at the club, mostly because your phone died and you had to wait on it to charge. However, that just means you had more time to pregame, and you did.

“Oscar!” you drunkenly cheer, wrapping your arms around the Aussie.

“When did you get here? Are you already drunk?” he asks, trying not to laugh.

“Mhmm,” you nod, “I drank with Logan,”

“Logan is here?!” Oscar looks around the room, trying to spot his friend.

“No, silly, he’s in Miami. He was on the phone, duh,” you walk towards the bar, ordering a round of shots for your friends and you. You don’t hesitate in downing it, ordering a drink to take with you back onto the floor.

“How much have you had to drink?” Franco asks, wrapping an arm around you to keep you steady.

“Mmmm, five shots,” you giggle then poke his cheek, pushing his face a bit due to your sloppy motions. “You’re cute, just a babbyyy,”

“You are very pretty as well, how’d you know I have a thing for older women,” Franco flushes, the flirting coming out of nowhere. He honestly thought that you and Charles were dating, but he can’t help that he’s a natural flirt.

“Pierre! George!” you walk away before he can even process everything. You are off to do more shots, intending to get fucked up.

“You okay?” Max asks, quickly replacing you at Franco’s side.

“Y/n was just here, she’s an odd drunk, can she even drink that much?” Franco asks, very confused.

“She brought Tennessee moonshine to a race last year and she out drank Valtteri. I didn’t realize she’s been here,” Max looks around, searching for you.

“Whatever she drank earlier was strong then. Aren’t she and Charles dating? Why was she flirting with me?”

“Who knows,” Max shrugs, leaving Franco confused and alone as he spots you back at the bar in the VIP section the drivers reserved.

“You are cut off for now,” Max shakes his head as he stands beside you, taking the drink from your hand and keeping it for himself.

“Charlie! Tell Max to give me my drink back,” you pout, crossing your arms as you lean back against the bar, stumbling a little as your back hits the edge.

Charles’s eyes rake across you in concern as he quickly reaches out to steady you. He looks away at Max to get a silent read on the situation.

“Amour, how much have you had to drink? Didn’t you just get here?” Charles is more worried that you may have been drugged, no one acts like that after one drink.

“Five shots,” Charles watches you count on your fingers, holding up seven of them.

“And here?”

“Um, three shots and a drink. I just got here fourty minutes ago,” your words slur together as dizzying lights flash around the bar. The change in music tells everyone that Lando got behind the DJ booth.

“You are cut off for the hour, go dance some of it off then I will buy you a new drink,” Max says, winking at Charles. Before he can respond, you are dragging Charles onto the dance floor.

“You are a terrible flirt. You know who told me that you like me? Mickie,” you poke Charles’ chest as you dance close to him. Charles wraps his arms around your waist, keeping you close but providing support.

“It must’ve worked if you know now,” Charles leans down slightly, voice low against the pulsing music. You tilt your head up more, looking at him through hooded eyes, his body moving against yours as the bass builds up.

“No,” you say, lips centimeters away from brushing against his as the beat drops. “You need to work harder to earn me,” you slip out of his arms, going to find your aforementioned friend, leaving Charles alone and horny.

You find yourself back at the bar, no one there to stop you from drinking more. Well, that is until Mick shows up right before the bartender walks back over to you.

“Let’s celebrate the win, if you drink any more right now you will puke in 10 minutes,” Mick pulls you away, back to the other drivers. Fuck Charles, the bar is your one true love and Mick is denying you it.

“Here,” Lewis hands you a drink which you happily take. It’s just a mocktail, but you don’t know that.

“To our cowgirl and her first win!” Carlos toasts, cheers ringing out across your group. You catch Lando sneaking away back to the DJ booth, and you quickly follow.

“Lando, let me play a song,” you beg, and who is Lando to deny you after your first win? The grid gravitates towards the two of you as Lando helps you set yourself up.

“What are you playing?” Lando yells as you quickly pull up your song. Your devilish grin tells him everything as he helps you blend it into the song currently playing. The song slows as a low “tu tu tu tu” rings out, the lights turning in to focus on Max.

“Is this because I took away your drink?” Max yells, embarrassed and a little annoyed even though he thinks it’s funny. The rest of the guys are singing along, teasing Max. That’s the last thing you remember.

You wake up groggy on the couch of your hotel room, Mick in the bed. Based on the weird feeling in your mouth, you were puking before you fell asleep. Stumbling, you cross the room and crawl into bed beside Mick.

Mick wakes you up a few hours later, cup of coffee in hand.

“How much do you remember of last night?” he asks as you lightly groan, launching into your past memories.

You virtually sit down for a podcast later in the week to discuss your win.

“How does it feel going viral?” The one podcaster asks after you discussed your career and fighting in the midfield.

“Viral? Honestly, I’ve been so busy since the win that I haven’t been on social media,” you laugh, very confused.

“Gen Z has taken to you, you are all over TikTok and Twitter,”

“That’s wild, thanks Gen Z,” you smile, giving the camera a little salute.

“The after party seemed fun,”

“From what I remember, it was. It’s always a good time going out with the guys. Can I confess something?”

“Please do,” the podcaster says, eager for some gossip.

“I thought Franco was too young to be out with us. The first time he showed at the bar in Austin, I genuinely thought he was about to be thrown out,” you say, letting the conversation stay of that for a bit.

“So, a photo of you and Charles dancing at the club after your win went viral. We asked him about it and this is what he had to say,”

“Oh yeah, we’re dating, didn’t you know?” Charles says, looking quite serious, but you know it’s a joke, at least you think it is.

“Haha, yeah we are engaged, almost got married in Vegas. Didn’t you know?” you joke, stifling a laugh.

The podcast blew up and Alpine ate it up. The media team was quick to partner with Ferrari to do a couples challenge in the Alpine motorhome. You quickly leave once it’s done, escaping to your driver’s room. Charles follows you, sitting beside you as you take a deep breath.

“Sorry, it’s all a bit overwhelming. I am from a small town, I’m just not used to this type of attention,” you say and Charles holds your hands, providing comfort as electricity courses through you.

“You don’t have to be. Your fans think you are perfect, I think you are perfect,” Charles says, your eyes meeting his, searching for signs that he isn’t telling a lie.

“You do?”

“Of course I do. I’ve been in love with you forever. You are beautiful, and kind, and smart,” Charles trails off as his eyes flicker to your lips. His right hand finds itself moving from your hand to your cheek. He leans in, lips brushing yours as he hesitates - waiting for you to take action.

You tilt your head up, mind spinning as you take in his scent and the moment. You don’t waste another moment, pressing your lips to his. Charles tenderly pulls away after a minute, resting his forehead on yours.

“I didn’t lie in that interview, amour, you are my cowgirl,” he says softly, a hint of relief in his voice.

“Yours? Oh no, Charlie, you will have to work harder to win that,” your sly smile tells him that the challenge isn’t over yet as he leans in to kiss you again.

“My stubborn, stubborn cowgirl,”

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[magalidragon]

🏒 the deal 🎶 | “Sometimes people sneak up on you and suddenly you don't know how you ever lived without them.”

HAPPY BIRTHDAY @youwerenevermine! 🥳🥰😘🤗🎂🎈🎊🎁 Okay fine whatever so I am a few hours your time early, but I was so excited to share and honestly, the world is going to end soon and I wanted to get ahead of the game. I went back and forth over what to do for you and couldn’t decide so went with this. The original hockey boyfriend Mr. Garrett Graham and sassy Hannah Wells! It is Jonerys meets THE DEAL! I hope you like it! So grateful to this fandom for introducing me to you! Love you bby! 😘

There was a very strong possibility Jon Snow had made a terrible mistake making this deal with Daenerys Targaryen. He figured it was easy enough; she was a smarty pants and could help him get his grade up in what was supposed to be an "easy A" philosophy class and keep him from getting benched. In doing so, he'd pretend to date her and the guy she had a crush on-- fucking Robb, his own damn cousin-- would see her as a bit more than weird silver-haired purple-eyed Dany and want to ask her out. Since Robb wanted anything he couldn't have-- particularly if Jon had it first.

Now he was watching Robb openly flirt with her and was squeezing his beer bottle so hard he figured he'd be benched not for his shitty philosophy grade but for having to get stitches in his stick hand. It was supposed to be an easy quid-pro-quo. A deal. Started off more annoying than anything else-- Dany could not have cared one single snowflake that he was Queen Alysanne University's star left winger and frequently let him know it. He honestly appreciated it, even if he had to really wear her down, chasing her all over Winterfell to get her to concede.

That had honestly been fun. Then there were their random long conversations after studying. Topics ranged from the best pizza toppings-- pepperoni and more pepperoni for him, while she saw nothing wrong with pineapple on her pizza-- to the best Marvel movie-- he didn't mind that movie about 'The Eternals' while she thought it sucked and liked 'Ant Man' more, all the way over to which House of Commons member should win the two highly competitive ridings near Winterfell or who really won the War of Five Kings?

He also had admitted to her some things he'd never shared with anyone. That he might be the aloof "Ice Man" of QAU hockey who could get any girl he wanted, he actually played that image outside of his truly private life. In reality he just couldn't think of girls, he was too busy trying to do his best to keep his grades up to get a very difficult degree in metallurgy and cultural anthropology while also making sure he didn't lose his rookie contract with the Winterfell Wolves professional hockey team.

Just like he knew all she wanted was to get the bonus money from the School of Drama and Music's winter showcase to help with her mother's medical bills, back in Pentos. That her dream was to sing on stage at the King's Landing Opera House.

All of that swam in his head, those conversations and late nights, sitting out in the quad on a blanket while she quizzed him on long dead Maesters, or that time she'd come to one of his games and he'd scored a hat trick, so she ahd to come to every singel one afterward.

He had done his job; he talked her up to Robb. He lingered in the living room of his and Robb's shared house when they would talk, just in case there needed to be extra prodding. Now they were on a bloody, fucking date.

"Jon, buddy, let go of the beer. The beer didn't do anything to you. Come on man, there you go." His friend and other roommate, Satin, carefully pried his fingers off the glass neck, moving the bottle to the oak bartop. "Alright, so when are you going to tell her?"

"Huh?" He was now glaring at the back of Robb's stupid auburn head, wondering if he could cut off those fucking curls while he was sleeping and blame their fourth roommate Theon. "Tell her what?"

"That you're in love with her, you dipshit."

Thank the gods he wasn't holding the beer bottle because he'd have definitely dropped it. He also was glad he didn't have any beer in his mouth, because that would have been sputtered everywhere as he gaped at Satin, who was now studying his fingernails nonchalantly. "Wha...what...I'm not....she's a friend! She wasn't just a friend, she was...Dany.

Dany, whose first words to him were: "I'm sorry do I know you?"

Dany, who always tied her long silver braids up on her head in a knot using pencils. Who hummed random song llyrics and chords and scribbled them on ltitle pieces of paper. Who had a voice that sounded like fucking angels from teh rafters. Who snorted and cackled when she laughed. Who called him "Wolf Man" instead of "Ice Man" because he had a wolf back home and one tattooed on his arm.

Dany....Dany who always smelled like lemons and lavender and who...

He blinked. It was like seeing everything under a different filter. Brighter. Across the bar, he watched Dany laugh at something Robb said, but it didn’t meet her eyes. She was playing with the silver guitar pick she used, something he had learned was a nervous habit. Her eyes— vibrant, happy lavender— did not fully meet his, but he knew she had glanced his way.

Gods. Was he in love with her? Was that what this feeling was? He couldn’t love her. He had to focus on hockey and studying and…it was just easier to keep that other side of him out there. If Jon Snow actually found a girl…a music major who didn’t know a deke from a slapshot and thought there were quarters not periods…he’d never hear the end of it.

He didn’t care. He didn’t want her with Robb. “And why is that?” Satin asked.

Fuck he said that out loud? “Because she’s mine,” he snapped. He paused. “No she is her own person of course I don’t own her obviously but…” He drained the beer bottle. This was one thing Robb was not going to steal from him. He stomped over to their table and didn’t even wait for his cousin to say anything before he glanced at Dany. “Get your coat, we still have to finish that Agatha show.”

She cocked her head up, confused. “Jon what…”

“Come on.”

“Jon,” Robb began, but he didn’t even have time to finish. Jon grabbed Dany’s hand, tugging her away and towards the back corridor. “What the seven hells Jon!”

If she wanted to fight him, she could. He’d let her anyway. Dany did not pull very hard and protested over Robb’s loud complaining. “Jon seriously what the fuck are you doing?!” She pushed at his chest when he tugged them into the stairwell that led up to the bar manager office, the dim lighting throwing her face in relief. She was fuming. She was a dragon, he expected it. “What was that!?”

“I want to see something.” He didn’t wait for a response. He had to do this. So he crashed his mouth down over hers.

The shock had her gasping, lips parting under his. Soft, plump, perfect lips, and he pressed gently, his hands dropping to her small waist to hold her upright against the wall. She had her hand on his shoulder and for a second he didn’t think she was going to kiss back and made to pull away, apology at the ready, knowing he had fucked this up completely.

Until her hands dove into his hair and she opened her mouth wider, moaning and pulling him to her. He groaned, desperate now, a man who had his first taste of water after wandering a desert, and cupped her jaw, angling her head so he could rise over her, sliding his tongue along hers. Gods. She tasted like strawberries. How!? One of life’s mysteries, he supposed.

The need for air separated them, their breathing ragged and foreheads touching, noses brushing. Her gaze lifted, meeting his. “I take it you don’t think I should see Robb?”

He shook his head, whispering, “Come home with me. I’ll make you a deal.”

“And what’s that?”

He kissed her again, nipping her bottom lip. Her breasts were pressed to his chest and his knee had wedged itself between hers. They were about ten seconds away from a public indecency charge. His voice dropped, gravelly. “You come home with me and I’ll make you come within ten minutes. Five, even.”

Her cheeks flushed pink. “And what do you get out of this deal?” she asked.

He pretended to think, before flashing a grin. “The knowledge I made you come. Oh and, our next movie night you don’t wear underwear.”

She smirked now. “I am not one of your puck bunnies.”

“And you know I don’t do puck bunnies.”

After a second, she barely nodded. “Alright. Let’s see what you’ve got Wolf Man.”

“So it’s a deal then Targy?” She hated that nickname. The glare she shot him had him grinning.

She pulled at his hand, towards the back exit. “It’s a deal.”

[camillecrellin]

A Favour — Lex Foster

Synopsis: Lex needs to take her high school equivalency exam so they can leave Hatchetfield. Only there's one problem. No one's there to look after Hannah ever since Lex broke up with Ethan.

A/N: Please request more Angela characters! I love writing them. Also if someone requests an Angela fic I'll do that to.

Word Count: 849

Warnings: Asshole!Ethan (I'm soo sorry), Lex is canon she/they, cheating, crying, hand injury mentioned, swearing

Lex Foster had it rough. An asshole mother, a sister to care for, a shitty paying job, no high school degree, and on to top it off, she had recently broken up with her boyfriend when she found out he cheated on her.

Lex had made a rookie error in breaking up with Ethan two weeks before her high school equivalency test… Hannah. Her closest and only sister. Lex was a selfless person, but she was even more selfless when it came to Hannah.

They couldn't let Hannah go through what they went through with their mother. She couldn't let Hannah live in that trailer trash of a place, and so they didn't. They moved, and they were gonna move far out of Hatchetfield when she got the money to do so. The first step was that exam.

Lex Foster had to pass her high school equivalency exam.

That exam was an end goal, an exit, a sign that maybe something would go right in their life for once. That maybe just maybe she could leave and go to California.

However, at this rate it was looking like she wouldn't be even taking the test. Sure, they trust Hannah to be by herself and act responsibly, but having someone there was a safety barrier. A way to ease nerves, to not get her mind wandering about what her sister was doing.

And Lex could've done that before Ethan decided to cheat on them with Zoe of all people.

But now there was no one to watch Hannah for the day. And so, Lex was pissed off during her entire shift a Toy Zone.

You didn’t think too much of it. Toy Zone was hell, and everyone who worked there knew it. Arguably the worst job in Hatchetfield. It was also a Monday morning, which was an even big shit on top of the shit cake that was your job.

It was only when Lex didn’t meet you at in the break room for lunch that you started to worry. She was always there sitting next to you, talking to you before sharing a cigarette outback.

Concerned, you walked outside to find Lex sitting on the floor, her head in her hands.

You knew the Foster didn’t hear the door open because you knew that you would have definitely not have heard her cry.It was a shock to you even now. Hearing a muffled sob from your coworker.

You and Lex had never had that strong of a relationship. Until Ethan left her, she would only talk to you when she had to or at lunch, but ever since Ethan broke up with her they had attached themselves to you more. To the point, you got to know more about Lex in the last two weeks than you had in the year working with her.

Quietly walking over, you placed a hand on Lex's shoulder. Lex tensed up at the touch, she didn't know who it was but when she glanced up, her shoulder sunk.

"Are you alright?" You asked.Lex whipped her tears from her eyes and nodded her head. "Yeah, no, I'm fine."

You knelt down to her level, taking her hands in yours before stroking her palms with you thumb, making Lex let out another sob unwillingly. "What's wrong?"

Lex shut her eyes tight. "Hey, it's alright. You can talk to me." You squeezed her hands.

Lex looked at you, sniffling, "I'm sorry, it's soo stupid."

"No, it's not." You protested.

"Yes, it's it." Lex countered, avoiding your gaze. "It's just… You know the test I was talking about?" She looked up for your response and you nodded. "I can't do it anymore."

Furrowing your eyebrows, you questioned them. "Why? Are you scared because your gonna fucking ace it."

"I know that." Lex let out a quiet chuckle, a small smirk emerging on her face, before dropping again. "It's just Hannah, I don't know if I trust her by herself, especially after she hurt her finger at school."

"And so, you can't do it why? Because she's gonna be by herself." You asked, your gaze softening when you noticed Lex’s playing with her hands.

"Yeah."

"And what day is it?"

"Saturday."

"I'm off work, I'll do it." You offered.Lex’s eyes widened as she tried to comprehend your words. "Really?"

"Yeah, she's what 17? That's not too bad." You shrugged.

"She's 15."

"Slightly worse." You joked, making Lex laugh and your smile widening. "But no, I'll do it."

"You're amazing." Lex gushed, their cheeks flushing as she patted your legs. "Fucking thank you, I owe you something."

"No, you don't."

"It's a favour for a favour. You do shit more me; I do shit for you." Lex insisted. "I can cover a shift for you.

"Thinking it over, a small smile appeared on your face as you nervously suggested, "Or you could go on a date with me?"

Titling her head to the side, Lex smirked, saying, "That works."

"I fucking hope it would’ve." You chuckled, once again, holding onto Lex’s hands. “Shall we go get lunch?”

“Fuck yeah.”

[lukehughes43]

MASTERLIST!

NHL

ryder donovan: about last night  → When your parents go out of town for the weekend, your friends begin to pressure you into throwing a part. A small get together of friends soon breaks into a full blown party, one your next door neighbor can’t help but attend.

joel farabee: distractions all parts [mafia au] [nsfw. 18+] → Being born into the South Philly mob could be seen as a dream, or a nightmare. For Joel Farabee it was a dream, the dream. If only he knew exactly all that came with it.

jack hughes: all over again → A seemingly perfect relationship between Jack Hughe and yourself had been put to the test a mere handful of times due to petty fights, and social media. However, when the same thing occurs for a second time, you can’t seem to let it go.

hot chocolate  → Christmas Eve in the Hughes house is always one to remember. This year is even better as Brady made the time to come down for a visit, or for some meddling and a cup of hot chocolate. You’ve yet to decide. 

my angel  → The biggest moment of Jack’s life is about to happen without the most important person in his life: you. Now his real life angel, Jack must fight through the emotions of draft day without you by his side like he had always dreamed of. 

not my fault → Jack finds himself in a hard spot after a party and having too much to drink. You decide his actions from that night are something that you can’t ignore.

old town road → After a burst appendix and emergency surgery, Jack enlists the help of the USNTDP team to make you feel better.

Superstar → Once Jack is drafted first overall, he’s whisked away to Jersey for his media tour and development camp. While it’s a routine trip away, you can’t help but feel like there’s something he isn’t telling you. 

through a lens → Watching one too many YouTube videos after boredom, Y/n gets Jack to start a vlog with her.

when we were young → Since Jack Hughes was born, you were always in his life. Wherever he went, you went. If he played hockey, you played hockey. For every big moment and birthday you were by each other's side. It only made sense that over time a relationship was born. And with that, you got to watch your best friend live his life long dream: playing against his brother in the NHL.

thunderstorms  → A hard fought playoff win is rewarded with a thunderstorm. That thunderstorm just happens to bring an extra pair of feet to sleep in yours and Jack’s bed. 

not before dinner → Dinner’s right around the corner, but Jack can’t say no to his oldest daughter. Especially when you disappear upstairs to take care of the baby. 

luke hughes: No time for goodbyes [luke hughes x coug!reader] → With Luke leaving for the Frozen Four, reality has begun to seep in that the life you had built with him over the past 4 years in Ann Arbor was coming to a close. Who knew leaving Michigan behind would cause so many tears?

nye traditions  → Playing a World Juniors game on New Years Eve wasn’t going to stop Luke from getting his New Years kiss from you. That and he would have 3 disappointed teammates if he missed the kiss. 

kasperi kapanen: i see you → Kasperi still wasn’t sure what caused the end of your relationship. All he knows is that it’s been weeks since he last heard from you, and you’re still all he can think about. Hoping to find a new distraction out with the rookies he runs into what he least expects.

8 letters → A past relationship has affected your ability to let people in, and say the simple phrase everyone longs to hear. So much so that it ruins the relationship with the only man you’ve really loved.

spencer knight: beg for it [nsfw. 18+] → You know what they say, if the boats rockin’ don’t come knockin’. 

family affair → A Connecticut thunderstorm has broken the once peaceful sleep you were enjoying. It also disturbs the slumber of Spencer, Hannah, Claire, and the family dog Baylor. The only place left to find comfort? Spencer’s bed.

heart stops beating → It has felt as if this all your life, and all of Spencer’s life, have led up to the utterance of three little words. 

mitch marner: why won’t you love me? → Time changes a relationship more than Mitch or yourself could’ve expected as teenagers in love. Now in your early twenties, do both of you understand just how much it has changed you.

auston matthews: all I know → On a visit back to your hometown, Auston realizes there’s so much more he doesn’t know about you. As he watches your past cause you to crumble, he has to fight to pick up your pieces. 

and they were roommates → Two best friends who have gone through everything together. Birth. Birthdays. High school. NHL draft. Every big moment they’ve been there for each other. What happens when one of them realizes they’ve been in love this whole time?

prank war → An uneventful off day for Auston, catapults a month long prank war everyone on the Maple Leafs can’t help but get involved with. 

casey mittelstadt: “who’s crosby again?” → Casey and yourself have always never seen eye to eye when it came to favorite players in the NHL. So much so that you can’t help but poke fun at the legendary Penguin to get under your boyfriend's skin.

the ways i love you → A person can say, “I love you” in more ways than just saying the three words. Over the course of a year, Casey’s actions have shown you all the ways he loves you.

william nylander: the bull cut → William’s mother Camilla makes a quick visit to Toronto carrying old photographs of Will as a child. In those photos he’s sporting a very interesting haircut, one that you can’t let him live down.

the blue’s in your eyes → On a dark Toronto afternoon, one cheesy pick up line changes the relationship between Will and yourself forever.

alex turcotte: the story of us → While making dinner one night, your son can’t help but ask how you and his father met. What started as a simple story to occupy your son while making dinner, soon turned into a full story over the remainder of the night.

trevor zegras: dial drunk → When you had ended your relationship with Trevor almost three years ago, he wasn’t sure why. Even now, back in your shared hometown he couldn’t find the answer. Instead he found bottle after bottle of alcohol to drown out the memory of you. Only, some memories refuse to go away, and the memory of you was one he couldn’t drown away.

[ccfever]

I’m so bored by the angel vs Caitlin stuff even if it is good for the league bc I do not enjoy watching angel or sky play except for when Chennedy is going off and even then I don’t really watch. Sky v fever games are fun though. I’m looking to the future which is Aja vs Caitlin but even Aja didn’t have to beat maya at prime goat status because maya quit the race man. and also as for paige vs Caitlin which moves me a bit bc it’s for the new gen and something cute for the younger TikTok viewers I need Caitlin to dead that shit once and for all when she gets to the league because even final four did nothing bc it was really Hannah’s game. I am so annoyed at UConn fans STILL going off even after that embarrassment of a game saying wait till paige reminds you her injury made yall forget… like forget WHAT I remember watching Caitlin her freshman year with a lame ass team (I love yall) or aari McDonald both deadass have just as good of a season if not a better season than paige and I remember even lamecocks complaining that paige got all the coverage and Caitlin got none in comparison. Hilarious to think about now

first of all thank you for the essay second of all i agree 👍

the sky do not play a style that moves me but carter going off especially against the aces was entertaining. that’s the only sky game i watched that’s not against the fever and i did just because i found it interesting that they were leading. i’m always on fraud watch for top teams

that being said yeah i don’t really care for any of the ROTY stuff anymore because they set angel up so bad by making her out to be this generational player that’s gonna be the magic to caitlin’s bird when in truth caitlin is magic and bird combined. she’s jordan, she’s lebron, she’s steph. just one of those undisputed great players that you can’t help but tip your hat to. now we have people undermining both these rookies’ accomplishments just to one-up the other when it was never really like that.

as for paige... her fans have bigger fish to fry. sorry but that debate has been over for years. if she goes off then good for her. but my rook is in a different stratosphere now and i don’t really care if her fans want to say she’s a better player. if she is then good for you. but if you want to compare college career résumés, the data is there. next year she’ll get drafted to the wnba, and y’all can compare her numbers to caitlin’s numbers this year if y’all want.

but idgaf. my sights are set on this offseason and the moves we can make to get this team rolling because i genuinely believe with a defensive guard and some 3&D wings we can make a finals push next year.

and, of course, with a good head coach lmfao

that’s where my mind’s at right now. idgaf about all that other shit, but hey. good for them ig

[pop-roxs]

i am verrrrry slowly getting through the manga now :} and I apologize bc this message is probably going to get long akjdsjsh I tried to be coherent somewhat I prommy

yeah, even being newer to this series I could feel the difference in characterization between the manga compliant and non-compliant portions. and for the most part the anime only is REALLY bad 💀💀 the ghost episode was such a slog to get through I totally understand why my roomie showed me this season last. but at the same time there’s some bits I really enjoyed??

Again, still working on the manga, so maybe some of my complaints will be addressed later. I dunno if this makes sense but in a lot of the non manga portions of season one Sebastian felt like he had more ,, character to him?? I don’t know the right word. But like, him yoinking ciel when ciel was in danger, despite that going DIRECTLY against orders was interesting to me. And then ciel getting angry at him when detective guy died protecting ciel bc Sebastian didn’t do anything was a cool bit as well (though detective death had like zero impact they tried REALLY hard to make us care but it was so rushed). Sebastian also just felt like he had more snark in general. I feel like in the other bits I watched he was more just another extension of ciel and just does whatever ciel says without question. whereas in the anime bits the whole the like, nature of the contract is brought up more and bc of that we get to see a little more into Sebastian’s character and how he really feels?? I don’t know if that makes sense sorry 😭 I liked (for the most part) the characterization he got though

Also I loved how many more supernatural entities the anime got. Like there’s more than one demon, there’s ghosts (even though the episode SUCKS), angels, a hellhound, whatever the hell might be going on with Lau- I was shocked when my rookie said that there’s like, nothing other than Sebastian and the reapers in the manga itself (though she also hasn’t caught up fully so???). Hannah was fun in the time she lasted and I’m weirdly interested on the triplets. Why did they seem to be serving Hannah in that one flashback sequence? Is there a demon hierarchy? What’s it like? Also- how do demons come to be?? At the end of two ciel becomes one via Hannah’s contract with alois in his body so like??!? Can demons just do that to anyone anytime or what? (Also, Can demons make contracts with beings other than humans? Can demons die? PLEASE I NEED LORE).

Im a sucker for Angel themed villains also so I was kinda excited for that in s1 but.. it was. meh. It certainly doesn’t help that the male form of the Angel looks EXACTLY like one of my fav characters from another franchise, Namely Joshua from (neo) world ends with you, who coincidentally is also an Angel. like that’s just a character I already like but written worse and much more annoying and I don’t like him at all actually. Josh solos

No Ronnie this season which :’) my roomie told me ahead of time but I miss him still. wish we had more reaper lore though. Why is will so opposed to over time. What does he even DO when he’s not working. do reapers have like.. anything to do outside their jobs? Do they even get paid? why did grelle’s chainsaw get stopped by a coat getting caught in it I thought that stuff could slice through anything (same for Ronnie’s lawnmower thing during that one time in his intro in 2- like guys ur scythes are kinda ass if they break this easy. undertaker had the right idea keeping a basic design 😭) WHY DOESNT EVERYONE HAVE A LITTLE GLASSES CHAIN THINGY LIKE GRELLE? Ronnie lost his glasses At one pint I’m pretty sure will lost his glasses at another guys just get the. Stupid chain pls yall rely on ur eyesight it’s so much more convenient to have that thingy so ur glasses don’t get lost. grelle girlbossing here she has the right idea cmon man

(sorry I fuckinh love the reapers head full so many thoughts on them SPEAAKING OF-) the books that wrote peoples lives as they were happening was such a dumb anime only inclusion. We paused the episode for like 20 minutes JUST to complain about it- it’s an ultimately stupid choice (the library is sick though just make it a film library) that feels like it was made purely for the stupid death bookmark thing- which also was a stupid idea because that’s way too OP and it was made to fix the DUMBEST possible problem the writers could’ve written. A locked room?? Really?? That’s the barrier we need to overcome? didn’t they TELEPORT TO THE LIBRARY OR SMTH I am going insane I hate the books so much. the film aesthetic is so much better the books are confusing and stupid I am glad they’re not canon. If it was a like, they used to use books but then film was invented thats be neat. It’s funny to imagine the reapers going digital as time progresses but the books being used at the same time as the cinematic record pisses me off SO MUCH

undertaker reveal was funny though. like. obv doesn’t live up to book of Atlantic but the writers didn’t even try to make it hype they just made it a heehoo silly and I think it was for the best, it was a good moment.

The writers were trying to squeeze in condensed versions of greater arcs and important moments where they could and I think for the most part they did ok. the doll guy was clearly just a Walmart book of circus and then undertaker reveal.. like it was fine. Them killing off Lau was .. odd. I don’t get that. That whole arc was confusing. I do not understand the butterfly thing- is that in the manga too? it perplexed me and my roommate didn’t seem to get what was going on either

ack. I’ve more thoughts on this probably I just can’t remember em rn. overall I liked the anime I think but I can’t wait to read the manga- sorry for the rambling I hope it’s fine sjdhshshsh

AGH THIS RAMBLING WAS SO FUN TO READ!! so happy to have you in my ask box again btw

i completely agree w you on your opinions of the anime and the different characters that originate from it. i hATEEEEE ASHHHH!!! SM. grelles characterization in jack the ripper was very nice, right? she was her usual simpful self, but she also was such a powerful maniac(and i love her for that <3). after that shes almost purely comic relief. they make her so weak(when she couldve most likely won against undertaker in bota if sebastIAN FOCUSED ON HIS GOAL INSTEAD OF SHOWING OFF). she barely does anything to contribute to the legit lore of the anime.

i can assure you, theres more non-human entities than demons and reapers in the manga. book of the atlantic happened, right? they had the bizarre dolls in there. i wouldnt consider them human.

im glad you love the reapers! id love to see you join the reaper side of tumblr. i adore them and their found family theyre so goofy. as for the glasses chain thing, i do agree it would be more convenient, but i like grelle bein a little more unique <3

dont be afraid to pop up in my ask box again!!!!

[lesliesknopes]

“Do you want to get dinner sometime?”

“Yes.”

And Tim’s soft little yeah when she says she will go on a date like he can’t believe she would want to go out with him. I think this is the most I have ever seen him smile and that thought is driving me crazy.

[ggthydrangea]

fantasy tag

tagged by @kpop-colorful-fairy thanks for the tag Hannah! 💕💖

name/nickname: Tabi, though I've also gone by Ggt

when & how did you get into sf9? I saw a little bit of Fanfare when they were nominated for the rookie MAMA back in 2016, I was interested so I watched the MV and loved Fanfare! After that I found KO and it was all over for me, I was hooked! That was in November 2016 and I've been stanning ever since! I love my boys.

do you have a bias? any wreckers? Taeyang is my ult he is my love, my sunshine, he's so special to me. I don't really have a bias wrecker, but if I had to pick someone it'd probably be Jaeyoon.

favorite title? O Sole Mio

favorite bside? I can't pick one!!! Watch Out, Fire, Life is so Beautiful, Round and Round are just a few of the many I love!

favorite mv? O Sole Mio again I just think it's really nice. Teardrop also has some fun set design!

favorite era? 1st Collection! There were so many good songs and fun stuff and the albums are so cool like??? Hello? I'm an album design nerd and I love the side-pull box!

this or that!

k.o. or scold / echo or beautiful light / o sole mio or mamma mia / puzzle or trauma / jungle game or play hard / believer or savior / ok sign or ok ok / like the hands held tight or memory / dreamer or new world / still my lady or just on my way / love no. 5 or tight

I'm tagging @cyatual, @floverwol, and @bangchanies! My dash is so skz I don't remember all who is and isn't into SF9, if I missed anyone who wants to do this feel free to say I tagged you (and apologies to any active Fantasys I missed 😭)

[captainsantiagos]

Jake confessing all of his feelings for Amy and then going on a six month long UC op is just!!!!! He’s so insane!!!!! Wow!!!!!

[cuddlybitch]

hello hannah, hope you're doing well 💜

thank you for going into details with your answer it was so interesting 😊 I also love when there's a good group dynamic at the core of a drama! not only does it always add something to the main relationships and characters (I watch kdramas mainly for the romance honestly but it feels weird if the main characters don't interact with other people or don't have other significant relationships in their life even if there's tension and it adds to their personality if we can see the different roles and personalities they take on in their life) but it means we get to see more different types of dynamics between people (I especially like when the core group has people of different ages and/or backgrounds) and I like how it allows writer to play with our emotions and with subplots more too. now that I think about it a lot of the shows I've liked have had that aspect!

out of the shows you've listed I've watched run on, twenty five twenty one, weightlifting wairy kim bok joo and reply 1988. I've also watched some of vincenzo and our beloved summer but not fully (I think I was too busy by the time vincenzo entered its last quarter so I dropped it but I saw most of the ending in gifs since then lol and for our beloved summer I just don't really think I was in the mood for it at the time so I let it go). and rookie cops has been on my to watch list for a while it seemed fun and heartwarming 😊

my questions today are : if you could pick the 5 most memorable characters from all the dramas you've watched, who would it be and why? (they don't have to be your faves) and do you think you have a favourite type of character?

also christmas is now super close (I can't wrap my head around it weirdly), do you celebrate it?

your kdrama secret santa 🎥

Hi kdrama secret santa! I’m doing well, but got myself a bit busy (some of it self-imposed busy-ness like deciding to reorganize my room…) How about you? It’s almost Christmas… Do you have any big plans to celebrate? As for me, we usually just have family dinner at midnight of the 25th (then again on actual evening of the 25th)… Basically lots of eating. :P

I do love romance a lot, and yes, I think I primarily watch for romance, too (romcoms mostly), but yeah when there’s well rounded side characters, and good relationships with those side characters, then it makes that romance that much better for me. I loved Run On for that reason, cause it isn’t just about Mi-joo and Seon-gyeom… they have a life outside of each other, and even between each other, past the romance. 

Rookie Cops!!! You should watch it. As you already know, I’m a sucker for group relationships/friendships, and this one is one of the better ones in terms of that. I had no expectations for that show when I started, and was reluctant to actually start because I thought it might be like the other Police University drama that aired just months before that, which I didn’t enjoy, but it surprised me. The growth of their friendship was really well done, and the kids getting involved in the overarching plot made sense. I think it was first and foremost a show about their college experience, and the ~crime/corruption plot is not centre stage (as opposed to the Police University drama…)

The romance is cute in that show, too!!

5 most memorable characters…hmmm I’m just gonna say the 5 that immediately came to mind:

Kim Jenna (Idol: the Coup) - I don’t know why she (and honestly the rest of Cotton Candy) has stuck with me for so long, but probably because the first 3 eps of the drama had her hit rock bottom so many times that I cried for her so much, that when she starts picking herself and her group back up, I just couldn’t help but cheer for her

Hong Cha-young (Vincenzo) - she was just a fun morally grey character that will gaslight, gatekeep, girlboss you. Jeon Yeo-been’s acting throughout gives the character a lot more nuance, especially in the tiny moments you see her anger building under the surface.

Kook Yeon-soo (Our Beloved Summer) - she’s memorable to me because she’s a character who’s had to sacrifice her youth and happiness at a young age in order to make a living for her and her grandma. And when she was young she didn’t know she could rely on other people for help because she’s done it alone for so long, but later on in the story she learns how to rely on people more, and also realize that even back then she was never really alone and has had the support of so many people

Kim Yu-mi (Yumi’s Cells) - a lot of it has to do with seeing Yumi’s… cells. Since they give us so much perspective on her inner thoughts, she’s memorable cause her cells were memorable. Also, I just loved her storyline in the show is realizing that she’s enough and her own happiness shouldn’t have to rely on the person she’s dating. 

Oh Mi-joo (Run On) - I think she’s one of the more well-rounded and well-written characters in drama?? How she has a career, has very specific hobbies, but also some bad habits (like her whack sleep schedule cause of her work). One of the lines that stuck with me is when she said she values herself more than anyone else… and how she doesn’t want to love herself too much, but she doesn’t want to be hard on herself either. Idk I think that’s just beautiful.

I think it’s safe to say my favourite type of character are women :P jk jk I think I like characters I can relate to.. like in some ways I can relate to Yeon-soo, Yu-mi and Mi-joo.

Not sure if you’ll be able to send a message before the reveal, but I hope you have a very happy holidays!

[takeeachdayonebookatatime]

About me my name is Laura i'm born in the 90's MMPR came out the year before I was born, i love to read i'm a beta reader and book reviewer. I own 311 R.L. Stine books a ton of Nancy Drew books and about 100 other books.

My favorite genres are mystery, murder mystery, horror, thriller, suspense, ya, teen and children.

My favorite author's are R.L. Stine, Carolyn Keene, Diane Hoh, A Bates, Michael grant, tikiri herath, Candace Robinson, Barbara venkataraman and Hudson warm.

My favorite TV shows are flashpoint, castle, Power Rangers, law and order svu, rookie blue, alias, firefly, jem and the holograms, felicity, veronica mars, goosebumps, dead of summer, eye candy, FBI, the rookie, the rookie feds the amazing race, dancing with the stars, endurance, flight 29 down, battlebots, Dr pimple popper, dynasty, covert affairs and hardy boys Nancy Drew mysteries. 

TV show I have watched a lot of are

Rugrats, Mythbusters, yes dear, friends, everybody loves Raymond, the king of Queens, the golden girls, full house, the Brady bunch,  star trek next generation, gilligan's island, gunsmoke, the big valley, the Andy Griffith show, the munsters, the honeymooners, M.A.S.H., supernanny with jo frost, I love Lucy, Rizzoli and isles, fear factor, the apprentice, worst cooks in america, america's funniest home videos, thirty minute meals with Rachel ray, survivor man with Les stroud, dual survival, how it's made, naked and afraid, north woods law, the people's court, judge Judy, judge Alex, judge hatchett, christina's court, judge mathis, judge joe brown And yes I have watched my feet are killing me. A ton of kid shows on nick,  cartoon network and Disney.

Some of my favorite bands and artists are

Celine Dion I came out of the womb listening to her, Stacie orrico the first album I remember buying. Aqua, Roxette, Daze, toy-box, hit' n' hide, Amy jo Johnson, jo jo, the Jonas Brothers, Anastacia, heart, Eurythmics, Phil Collins, Katy perry, Hannah Montana the bee gees and big time rush to name a few I also own a lot of Taylor swift and enjoy the the backstreet boys. My mom loves tina turner and my dad loves stevie nicks, they are both amazing artists.

As for movies, I have seen all of the Star Wars movies. I am evidence is a great documentary that mariska hargitay did on ending the backlog of untested rape kits. 

My favorite movies are

 Jumanji, the Poseidon Adventure, Night of the comet, panic room, flight plan, contact, rv, mmpr the movie, aquamarine, turbo a power rangers movie, perfect body, stick it, home alone, the hunger games, spy kids jurassic park despicable me, secret life of pets, princess diaries, scooby doo, was a huge fan of Mary Kate and Ashley Olsen, I really like Hayao Miyazaki and Studio Ghibli  films. Anything Nancy drew related, Pixar or Disney anime is cool.

Some of my social media pages are :  

my tumblr https://takeeachdayonebookatatime.tumblr.com/

My twitter https://twitter.com/Laura8759 Has 243 followers 

my Instagram https://www.instagram.com/laura8759/

I also have a goodreads

here is a  page full of 122 reviews

https://www.goodreads.com/review/list/28121506-laura8759?page=1&shelf=review

[the-rookies-playbook]

Hannah Green, The IT Girl of the Golfing World

10/22/2024 Rookie's Playbook

Hannah Green, Australian Golfer, shot a 1-under 71 this last Sunday, winning the BMW Ladies Championship in South Korea.  This marks her this marks her her sixth victory on the LPGA Tour and her third this season.

Welcome to another Rookie-Tuesday where today I tackle golf!  Now this I know something about, because I used to play golf when I was younger (ignoring the fact I haven’t picked up a club in actual years).  

As we all know I love supporting women, and Hannah Green seems like the perfect person to put in the spot-light today.  Green, 27, has placed first in the leader board during this championship season, which in my books, marks her a winner.  

At Green’s last game she 19-under 269 for the tournament and lead the board after all four of the rounds! 

Frances Celine Boutier finished just a stroke behind Green shooting 6-under 66.  Chanettee Wannasaen of Thailand however, shot 68 putting herself two behidn the winner.  I love to see girls win and I can confirm that this is also achievement worthy! I’m happy to see it. 

There was however, a tie for fourth South Koreas Hye-Jin Choi with 67 and compatriot Yu Jin Sung with 72!

Eight of the top ten LPGA players were present at this years competition.  The main absence came in the form of No.1 Nelly Korda, who sadly had to withdraw due to a neck injury. 

I’ll leave it here this week! There was a lot of talent coming from women during this golf season, and it’s amazing to watch the hard work they put into their craft and the determination they carry with them!