#he really knows how to pick 'em 😂

[dontbesoweirdkira]

I propose an idea! Romantic Yandere Mark Grayson with batsib mc….oh I can feel the chaos that these two worlds would bring😂

A/N: "BIYVjhKDjshuguj" was my inital reaction to this requests because this is tew good. If you've seen my Mark Grayson post then you know exactly how insane this mf is.

Warnings: Pure crack to be honest? Like this is not even a serious post. I was laughing the entire time. Don’t even know where I was going with this but…I had fun

Requests? always open!

Masterlist

Two black haired, attention whore yanderes with the same last name, walk into a room with their darling in it...who's winning?

I mean technically their meeting is not too far fetched. Mortal Kombat and DC had a crossover..and Invincible is also apart of Mortal Kombat which means- nvm, you didn't ask for that.

Here's the thing, everyone in the family dislikes Mark but yan! Mark and Dick HATE each other the most but because they are low key so similar. Mark is obviously way more extreme but i digress. He brings out the absolutely worse out of Dick.

Like Dick has picked up a Knife and contemplated murder.

Mark and Dick's interactions are hilarious though?? Like they both have the exact same fake smile and passive (heavy on the aggressive) behaviors.

"Ahhh, Mark, we're always pleased to host you since y'know your parents obviously need some sort of break from an irritant, such as yourself."

"Thanks, Dick! But regardless of how much of an irritant i am to them, least i still have two biological parents to care for me. Maybe it's because they're not patrons of the circus....?"

*backhands him*

Jason isn't subtle and has whipped out his guns, ready to blast that mf. He's been the closet to causing Mark to blow up the mansion. It was a whole thing and you dumped Mark over it but of course he gaslighted you.

I think the family doesn't like the fact you're dating someone who can easily take advantage of you. (ironic) Mark is clearly dangerous, he's half viltrumite and they may not know everything his people are capable of but they know he can cause a lot of havoc. Mark is not only a threat to you but to them as well. He puts them in a state of constant high alert. They're always staring him down, searching for any signs of danger. I'm sure Batman has a fail safe plan all ready to go. They are eager for the moment they can take this mf down. Do you think they have the supers on speed dial just in case? Ugh even uncle Clark is disapproving of this too.

Your sisters try endlessly to have heart to hearts with you because WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU THINKING????? MARK?! They'd rather you date poke-a-dot man or something because why????

Mark isn't a dumbass, he knows they hate him. He also knows just how scared they are of him and it gives him some sort of sick pleasure knowing he could truly have you all to himself if he really wanted to. But there's really no point in that yet, you're wrapped around his fingers. He totally has thought about going back to his planet with you and keeping your pretty self locked up where your family won't ever find you. That'd really stick it to em'

The cocky, manipulation is just oozing off him every time he's around. The way he shoots threatening looks towards your siblings when they try to get your attention or "playfully" insulting them. There's never a moment where his head isn't held high, looking down at your siblings as if they were beneath him...He runs this place when he's over. Which is all the time because Bruce is like okay, if you won't leave him, you have to be supervised.

Can you imagine combined family dinners with Mark's family and yours??? First, there is definitely a fight of who is sitting next to who. I'll say your brothers win this and are sitting on either side while Mark is fuming as he's across from you. The tension is so freaking high. It's rather silent around the table but everyone is looking at each other either like "I'm ready to kill him when you are" or "i'm going to kill you, mark...". I headcanon that even Bruce has beef with Nolan. They clash rather constantly on their differences of how to handle villains. Nolan is a stone cold killer to Bruce, who is rather set in his ways. It's no wonder Mark is his son. You aren't going to be with this kid for long. "So, Bruce? How's things on your side of town? Still letting your boyfriend out of jail so you can keep playing tag?" "The Joker isn't my boyfriend, i'm just not into murder, unlike some "heros" are. I like to set an example for my kids." "Ah, is that why Jason threatened to kill my son at gun point last month?"

You and Debbie are the only ones who like are trying to be civil and are sort of ignorant to everything going on.

"Um, so i made brownies with Mark's mother for everyone! Anyone want a piece?"

"Of course, love. You know your brownies are my favorite, i've been waiting all day."

Your siblings act like savages and eat the entire pan, stuffing it in their mouths so Mark cannot get any. Bruce doesn't do anything to correct his children out of spite.

Bruce is also debating on just handling them right here. He could have Kal-el over in matters of minutes and this could all be over with.

(Okay but Mark and Damien beating each other’s asses???? Damien cannot bite his tongue and Mark is trying to be nice because he’s a kid but he then Damien call him a "little bitch boy" and it pushes him over the edge. Mark just jumps over the table lollllll???? Sad thing is, Damien gets in tons of cuts with the butterknife he was just using for his sweetroll heheh))) "I though you were invincible...guess i was right in calling you a little bi-" "OH YOU'RE DYING TONIGHT"

[getmeoutofhell]

Poly! ghostface x reader headcanons

WARNINGS: this contains EVERY YOUNG male ghostface. incase you’re uncomfortable leave now for your protection. this does not include richie because i can’t write two brothers dating the same person, my brain don’t work like that. 💀 this is gender neutral, so boys and girls can read. 💕✌🏾

a/n: well, let me know what y’all think. this is all for fun don’t actually date this many people at once. 😂 but remember, have fun reading and give me some feedback!! enjoy!! :)

The Beginning:

where do i begin? they all met you separately (two of them do), for starters. they wanted to get to know you personally individually, to make sure that they all thought the same about you. in the beginning of their journey, charlie was the first the introduce you to anyone, and he was the first one of them you started to like as well.

charlie would never shut up about you, constantly telling the group about you and what you did. he was obsessed with you, the color of your eyes, everything you could think of he loved it. ethan was the next to come along with charlie to meet you. oh boy, did he fall fast.

“hey y/n, this is my friend ethan.” he shakes your hand, feeling his skin against yours. “nice to meet you ethan.” as you guys talk ethan stares and stares at you, getting lost in thought constantly. in the middle of the conversation, charlie mentions the other boys and suggest you come hang out and watch a movie with them. you take a minute to think but agree and tell him to come pick you up at 8.

“she/he said yes boys!!” charlie tells the group. “thank god, can’t wait to meet him/her.” billy says. “yeah same.” stu agrees.

“he’s/she’s really pretty and has the best smile.” ethan tells them while his face gets red. “calm your dick dude. it’s your first day meeting him/her.” mickey says. “it’s my first time my brothers been in love. i’m proud of you dude.” ethan rolls his eyes at riche before heading to his room. he’s in love already?? no way! 😂

6 rolls around and charlie rushes down stairs. “listen guys! we need to cleans this fucking house up. i go get them in two damn hours and this house is disgusting!!” as soon as he said that they got up and moved around. “i’m not helping them. i already cleaned up my part of the house.” roman states. charlie nods his head before going to clean up.

it’s now 7:30 charlie will be heading to pick you up soon. “how do i look guys?” charlie asked. “you look great dude, now go pick em up.” stu chuckled. “why can’t i go with you?” ethan asks, he just really wants to see you again. “because she/he told me to come pick them up, not you buddy boy.” another eye roll comes out of ethan. “yeah whatever.”

“sorry if the place is a mess, please excuse that.” charlie then opens the door then walks you inside. “boys, this is y/n. the lovely person i was telling y’all about.” everyone tells you hello and ethan approaches you with a hug. “missed you.” “i missed you too eth.”

they made you feel comfortable within minutes of being there. you were a little taken back because you’re the only the girl there (if you’re a girl) but they changed your mind about that quickly. “do you guys have anything to drink? i’m pretty thirsty.” mickey immediately goes and gets you something. you get a little cold and ethan never got up faster in his life to get a blanket. stu was talkative you noticed, but you were there to listen to his words and laugh at his jokes. some time later you end up accidentally falling asleep on the couch, head falling on charlie’s shoulder next to you.

it’s somehow now 12 and you wake up from your nap to the boys looking at you. “oh my god. did i fall asleep, i’m so sorry. what time is it??” you try to get up but fall back down on the couch. “it’s alright beautiful. we’re glad you felt comfortable enough to even sleep over here.” roman tells you. “yeah we appreciate it.” billy says. “do you wanna sleep in my bed for the night? i’ll take the couch.” you look at mickey as he talks, you find this amazing, how they like you enough to let you sleep in their house. “thank you.”

they lead you to the bathroom to wash off your makeup (if you wear any). you then walk in his room and notice a t-shirt on the bed, with a note that says “for you :)” you thought that was the sweetest things ever!! you were so appreciative.

How You Start Dating:

time flys by and you start coming over there whenever. you come over to there place every day, to the point where you bring clothes over to stay the night. they loved your presence and loved you!!

one day the boys had asked you to come downstairs and have a talk with them. “is something wrong boys?” “well, y/n, we wanna talk to you about something.” you were a little nervous at the time, scared they might say something bad and unwanted. you really liked them, all of them…they made you feel loved and appreciated in every way. “we really like you y/n, and we was wondering if you’d like to be our girlfriend/boyfriend? i understand it sounds crazy but-“ “of course i’ll be your girlfriend/boyfriend!!” they all were stunned at your answer, but accepted it.

The Relationship Headcanons:

god they loved you like you were the only person in the world!! gifts, hugs, comfort, you name it they got it!

they help you move in and they can’t get enough of you. you’re never alone with them. but if you did want some you time they will give you it. “you’re so pretty.” “you’re an angel.” “baby, princess/prince, final girl/boy, bae.” those are just some of the words of affection they give you.

ethan & stu is just a cuddle monster in one!! they’re always up on you and against you at all times. charlie is really shy, so mostly in private will he cuddle you. roman and mickey use words of love with you. well mickey also loves cuddles. roman is definitely the most mature, which means he does things differently. he gives you letters and small gifts to show his love. billy is the most possessive of all. deep down, he’s insecure and scared you won’t like him anymore. 😟

but there is a bad side…the arguments. oh my god it took forever to control them and calm them down. one always feels left out every fucking day. it’s hard to reassure them and let them know you love all of them the same. stu loves his daily cuddles and has to have them. “stu move the hell over, your hogging her/him for fucks sake!” billy is secretly jealous and sometimes wants you all to himself. “billy, it’s okay love, i’m right here. no need to be jealous.” he then goes on to say that he’s not jealous when we all know that’s bullshit. but whatever i guess.

mickey films you, a lot. all day everyday. he has a plain that on christmas, he’ll show y’all the huge hour + long video he made of you. just you. no one else. these videos contain you waking up, showering, eating, going to sleep, changing, laughing, yelling & a bunch of other shit i will not disclose. 😂

they do work on their cleaning a lot more now that you’re here. every time they makes a mess and you catch them, you tell them to clean it up and they do it. they love having showers with you, even tho they all can’t fit in there, they take turns on different days!! they can’t get enough of their favorite baby boy/girl!!

they always leave little notes each morning on the fridge for you. “went out to get groceries. i love you bae! see you later ;) -stu” or one said “me + you + shower at 8 :) -mickey” it’s some of your favorite things to see from them in the morning. it also helps your mood be better for the day. they help you cook, too. well technically you help them, because they don’t know what they’re doing. roman knows a little about cooking and looks up recipes for the night. other days when you’re not cooking for them, y’all are ordering takeout or going somewhere to eat.

it’s such a disaster going out to eat with them, let alone they all have to ride in the same vehicle. they argue about who gets to sit by you and what music to put on the radio…it’s a bunch of mess everywhere. “guys just fucking calm down. y/n said she’s/he’s sitting in front by me.” roman always gets the last say so in the car, considering he drives 99% of the time. he’s very specific with everything.

now this is just some of the sfw headcanons, don’t get me started on the nsfw ones…👀

[arminsumi]

★ Nanami Kento is on a dating app

★ Pairings : fem reader / Nanami Kento

★ Synopsis : Gojo and his students make Nanami a dating profile without him knowing. And he passes on all the profiles except yours, which catches his interest. So the two of you go on a dinner date and hit it off.

★ Content : fluff, humor

★ Warnings : 🔞 MDNI/18+, smutty/suggestive, light angst

"Okay, what else can we add?" Yuji asked.

"He's friends with the handsome Gojo Satoru." Gojo said, peering into the phone.

"—Friends with the handsome Gojo Satoru. Okay. Got it. How tall is Nanamin again? Gotta have height, it's important."

Gojo thought for a moment, "Six and a half feet."

"Okay! Aaand voilà; Nanami Kento is now online." Yuji finished up Nanami's profile.

Yuji and Gojo high-fived to celebrate their efforts.

Megumi looked up from his own phone, "He's gonna kill the both of you once he finds out about this. You know he's allergic to his phone."

"Hush, Megumi, you helped us commit this crime. You added the "bad at texting" part didn't you?" Gojo said.

"What — you added that!? I was just stating a fact, you idiots!" Megumi cringed.

What was the meaning of this? Well.

Yuji, Megumi and Gojo were worried about Nanami's recent gloom. He'd just called it quits with his wife a year ago, and only now was he really starting to feel the impact of heartbreak. Though he remained pretty stoic about it, Gojo picked up on his gloominess.

They decided that he needed to start dating again, to get out into the world and meet potential soulmates, so that maybe he could realize there are plenty of fish in the sea. Of course, none of them had been married. They didn't really understand that he couldn't just "go out and try again" after being married to someone for 5 years.

Gojo had come up with the idea of secretly making Nanami a profile on a dating app.

Oh boy, when Nanami found out...

"Satoru what the fu—"

"—You have sooo many requests just look through 'em at least! Promise me you'll go on at least one date, okay? ATTA BOY!"

"You're seriously annoying." Nanami sighed.

So he looked through the profiles of people who sent him requests. He frowned so intensely that frown lines formed on his aging skin.

He kept deleting request after request, barely paying more than two seconds of interest to the icons let alone the profiles. Nanami was thinking judgmentally about each profile.

Then his thumb stopped moving. He stared and paid attention to your icon when it showed up.

He read your profile.

YOU

Bio : I like reading. Dilf-enjoyer. Need a beach vacation that lasts the rest of my life. 🥲 My friends forced me to make a profile.

Then he looked at your profile icon closer, zooming in on your face. You weren't smiling in the picture.

Gojo peered over and opened his big mouth;

"Ah, not her — she looks like a party pooper with that kinda frown."

A frown. He accepted your request. Gojo seemed totally confused.

Your phone buzzed.

🔔 LOVEHIVE

↳ NANAMI KENTO ACCEPTED YOUR REQUEST

↳ 1 NEW MESSAGE FROM NANAMI KENTO

Kento : Hello. How are you. Sorry about the weird profile description. My annoying friend Gojo and his students made this profile without my knowledge.

You scrunch your face in confusion and laugh. You've just finished your nightly routine and stroked lotion on your freshly shaven legs when you receive this message from Nanami.

He waits, tapping his foot on the cold kitchen floor as he drinks a glass of wine — languidly and sophisticatedly.

You : haha it's no problem. why did you accept my request?

Kento : I don't know. I liked the fact you were frowning in your profile picture. It resonated with me.

You : 😂 oh thanks. love that

Kento : What about you? Why did you send me a request?

You : your description was a perfect match so my friend sent the request.

Kento : Same friend who made you make this profile?

You : yeah 😭 to be fair tho... we do match. we're practically made for each other.

Kento : Yup. "Aspiring dilf" and "dilf-enjoyer". Legendary romance in the making.

You and Nanami kept talking... huh. Go figure.

An hour and a half went by without Nanami even realizing — he was texting, something he genuinely hated doing and only ever did out of necessity for work. And usually he ignored messages from friends, especially that idiot Gojo.

But Nanami wandered around his penthouse, texting you, chuckling to himself and smiling at your texts until his dimples and smile lines showed up.

You : alright then. see you tomorrow at 5:30 pm yes? you can cancel if you change your mind or don't feel well.

Kento : Yes sure. Same to you. Don't feel pressured.

You both said goodnights... but then talked a little more.

Then another hour later, Nanami finally got into bed.

He slipped into the silky, satin sheets after completing his nightly routine. His was a little different to yours — he had no interest in skincare so that part was entirely neglected. You'd talked to him about your routine.

Nanami thought as he stared at the ceiling; maybe she can introduce me to some magic products that take away these dark circles.

Usually when he falls asleep, he thinks about all the problems in his life and all the pending, imminent work that he has to complete the next day. Even if it was the weekend coming, or a holiday, nothing cured his need to work. Gojo called him a workaholic, but that wasn't entirely true. Deep down, Nanami really just needed that big vacation.

And the date with you was like a type of vacation.

Now, listen, when he first saw you standing there waiting for him in the slight drizzle, his gentleman guilt ate him up.

"I'm so sorry. The traffic wouldn't budge." he apologized immediately. "Get inside, you'll get sick."

This man was by far the biggest gentleman you'd ever met. Before even saying hello, he already showed care by steering you out of the rain.

You sat across from him, and easing into the conversation was awkward — because he tried to break the ice by asking you which books you enjoyed reading, and you replied honestly.

"I uh... so do you know this app?" you pulled out your phone, giggling, "I read on here. Usually smut."

"What's smut?" he asked.

You burst out laughing, thinking it was the funniest thing in the world to tell this to someone you'd just met. He got your humor, although it confused him — what's smut? You didn't explain. He figured it out for himself.

Well, the ice was certainly broken.

The two of you talked over a bottle of wine. The night deepened. You felt a bit out of place in this fancy restaurant. No other men had taken you to such an exquisite place before.

"What music do you listen to?" you asked conversationally.

"Uh," he thought for a moment, "Lots of Billie Holiday. Does that make me sound like an old man?" he chuckled awkwardly.

"Not at all." you replied.

"I just like relaxing to that music." he said.

"What else? Any music that isn't from the dinosaur age?" you asked.

There's a slightly flirty edge in your voice that he picks up on. He doesn't know what to do. He tries to sound flirty back.

"Hey now don't be rude... I'm still in my twenties."

"In your twenties... and you enjoy dinosaur music." you teased.

You pulled out his first smile of the night. His smile lines and subtle dimples showed up.

He got the hang of flirting. It had been a while, so it took some easing into. He hadn't been romantic since... well. You know.

"So, you're divorced?" you asked sensitively.

"Yeah. Have been for a year now." he nods.

He started circling his thumb on the rim of his wine glass. He couldn't meet your gaze — your eyes made him feel entranced.

"Do you mind if I pry?" you asked. "I just want to know why it didn't work out. I mean, personally, I'm scared of marriage and I don't think I'll ever tie the knot with anyone."

Nanami chuckled, "Scared of marriage? I understand. If I could offer you any advice for getting ready to marry... I'd say choose your men like you'd choose wine." he advised.

Then he continued, "Anyways, she cheated on me. I mean, I saw it coming and I could have ended it sooner so I don't know why I held on for so long and talked it out with her. I think I just wanted to believe that the one I loved wasn't a bad person. But she was."

"Oh. That's heavy. Are you doing okay?" you asked.

Nanami finally looked up at you and made lingering eye contact.

"Nothing wine can't fix — kidding. I'm doing my best. I mean, truthfully, if it weren't for my work to keep me busy I think I'd just sulk around the house in my slippers." he said.

"You shouldn't sulk in your slippers, you should sink your feet into sand." you said. "Get that vacation in Malaysia."

His mouth spread into a dimply smile at this.

"Well, if I go on vacation, I feel it would be right to bring you with. As attractive as you look with a frown, I'd like to see you smiling." he said.

Your cheeks warmed up. "Gee, I'd love to go on a vacation with you... but I've only just met you. What if you're a serial killer?"

He chuckled, "I work a nine to five job and listen to Billie Holiday. Does that spell "serial killer" to you?" he asked rhetorically.

"Maybe." you joked, "I'm sure lots of serial killers work nine to five jobs and listen to Billie Holiday."

He laughed again. You admired his dimples. Suddenly, you remembered something funny about his profile.

"So, what about that "aspiring dilf" part of your bio?" you asked humorously.

"Oh, are you intrigued by that?" he flirted, "I'm sure it was my friend Gojo who added that. I swear, I mentioned to him just once that I wanted to have a family, and he interpreted me as an... "aspiring dilf"."

Your lips curled into a smirking smile that made Nanami's stomach muscles tense up.

"Well if it counts, I like the process of baby making. Don't know about having a huge family, though." you said.

Nanami blinked and became completely flustered by what you had said. He was taking a sip of wine and nearly choked on it.

"Good to know." he replied. "Can't say I feel the same about the process of baby making, though."

"Why is that?" you asked.

You and Nanami talked about sex over dessert. He distractedly nibbled on his tiramisu.

"... my first times for everything were really awkward. Not bad. Just jarringly awkward. And then with my wife, she seemed a bit disappointed in me for not being sexually inclined. Probably part of the reason she went off with my co-worker, you know."

You listened to him, and he was thrilled to feel so at ease. It was just the first date and yet he could be so raw with you.

"Well, my first time was awful." you reminisced, then went on to talk about your first times.

Nanami nodded slowly, then spoke up, "Maybe you just needed a more experienced man to take care of you properly."

You squeezed your thighs together tighter and felt your skin flush hot.

"Maybe. Do you know a guy?" you joked flirtatiously.

Nanami smiled bashfully. "Sorry, I didn't mean to be too forward there."

"Not at all. I'd love to try with an experienced man who knows how to treat me right." you murmured.

You leaned over the table, looking up into his eyes.

Nanami reciprocated your sultriness. His heart was beating faster, and he stopped eating his tiramisu.

"... how do you want to be treated?" he asked.

"... well, I'd love a strong gentleman to grab me by the hair... and give me his babies."

Nanami's breath hitched. He had a tent forming in his pants, his cock was squished against his inner thigh getting longer as it got harder.

"... I think I can do that." he replied breathlessly.

He felt a small shiver when you brought your hand up to his cheek to caress it. Just that small touch sparked so much inside him.

By the time he paid the bill, his boner was calming down. But when you said goodbye to him and caught your taxi, you did something that made his cock stiffen again.

You got on your tiptoes and planted an appreciative kiss on his dimple.

"Thank you for showing me a good time." you murmured into his ear.

He swallowed hard, "Of course... thank you for being good company."

"Mhm. Look forward to keeping you company again."

© arminsumi

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This is fictional work.

[sillysowa]

How do you think Hobie would react if he bent down and his partner just started humping him from behind as a joke and then the partner quickly runs away before he can get them😂 I love your writing btw your really talented and I look forward to reading more 😊 oh and if you do respond could the partner be a girl and maybe you could like make it where he get payback if you know what I mean 😏. It’s up to you. Have a nice day! 😃

sorry for the wait anon!

HAVIN’ A LAUGH?

PAIRING: HOBIE BROWN X FEM!READER

GENRE: FLUFF, SUGGESTIVE

WORD COUNT: 0.4K

AUTHORS NOTE: IF I MAKE A PART 2 IT WILL HAVE HOBIES ‘REVENGE’

SYNOPSIS: THERES NO WAY HOBIE’S LETTING YOU GET OFF EASY AFTER THIS ONE

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“There’s just no way you actually did that-“

“I did! I swear on my life!” You laugh, hitting Hobie’s arm playfully in the lobby as you recall the mission you just went on. You’re a mess, practically crying as you cling to his arm. Hobie can barely piece together your weird story but he’s gathered that you slapped an anomaly with an entire bunch of bananas that you grabbed from a market stall, completely peeling all of them in the process and coating the anomaly in crushed banana. You were a fruity mess after the battle in a tropical dimension and Hobie was laughing at how hard you were laughing,

“Oh god, i’m so hungry now though! All that beautiful food that I didn’t even get an opportunity to appreciate!” You tsk, walking into the cafeteria with Hobie by your side. He picked up a tray with you and picked out his food as you did when he dropped a bag of chips,

“Aw shit, my fucking crisps…” Hobie groans after the bag falls, indefinitely crushing some of the contents inside. He’s setting his tray down to pick it up when his eye twitches at the sound of you stifling a giggle,

“Don’t-“

“Did you just say crisps? Nah man, get that British tomfoolery out of here!” You nearly cry, laughing your head off as Hobie shakes his head at you, clicking his tongue,

“You really want to play these games, Y/N? What’dyou want me to call em eh? Chips?” Hobie playfully argues, putting on your accent to mock you, and poking your side. You laugh uncontrollably at his annoyed state, your eyes glinting mischievously as he bends down in front of you to grab the bag. Without a second thought, you grab his small waist and hump him right in the cafeteria, your hips slamming into his ass and nearly sending him face forward into the ground,

“Giddy up!” You holler with a mock-southern accent. Hobie flinches and scoffs in disbelief as you take off out the doors, his jaw open and a smile creeping onto his features,

“You havin’ a laugh?” He yells after you, wiping the smile off his face with his hands before he sets the chips on his tray and takes off after you, the whole cafeteria in complete awe at what they just witnessed.

Web-Slinger and his horse eat in the corner of the room, and he shakes his head,

“Amateurs.”

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@ohxx @luxxtuxx @fatenpara @hobesbf @defnot-bri @lasagnaisbest @deepzombieyouth

[landograndprix]

where your heart truly lies ✾ l.n - viii

❧ in which you and lando are not together, right?

❧ just a lily something cute before the storm ;)

❧ prev part – next part

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dannyricric at this point I'm convinced your McLaren's mascot, girl you're at nearly every race 😭

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norrislandofans the face of a boy who's going through a really difficult break up 💔

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fewtrelllando guys shut up, he's clearly going through it, let's leave him alone 😔

sharl16 BREAK UP?! WHEN?!

norry4 they announced it yesterday..poor thing's going through it 😢

sharl16 oh no, how will he ever recover from this??

bott_ass 'they' lmao lando made a statement, his ex didn't..and the statement was fabricated as fuck, he didn't come up with that 💀

carlito55 he was such a giggly bitch, haven't seen the guy be like this in a looong while!

landoscar it's alright guys, he's got a REALLY good girl friend to get him through these trying times

fabyn it was all pr I tell ya

dandoo this is so sad, did anyone notify his girlfriend y/n?

y/nlandooo hello @.yourbestfrienduser lurking in the likes again 👀

oscarp81 must be hard on her as well, losing a friend like that 😔

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I just know Harry keeps track of all his girl’s little southern sayings and maybe one day Niall or even she finds them? But it’s SC Harry who isn’t why about how obsessed he is with his gf so he isn’t even embarrassed.

Hiii babes!! Oh he totally has a little notebook with all the little things she says that he’s never heard before or things he just likes hearing her say because like you said, he is obsessed with his gf🥹 but I think it would be really funny and cute if Niall found it because he also wouldn’t know what half of them mean so then Harry would have to explain them to him😂💖

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A/N: Niall finds Harry’s “Texas Tornado” notebook and is confused as to what most of the things written inside of it even mean✨

“That’s more disappointing than lumpy grits.” Harry feels his eyes widen as Niall’s voice interrupts his thoughts as he sits on his couch trying to enjoy his morning coffee. “A good long while? After a while? Fixin to? What the fuck is all this Harry?” Niall asks as he walks into the living room holding a very familiar notebook in his hand that has Harry sending a glare to his bestfriend who just ignores it as he flips a few pages and laughs as he reads what’s written down in what is very clearly Harry’s handwriting.

“Have you absolutely no manners?” Harry snaps as he stands up and rushes over to where Niall is standing in front of his coffee table so he can snatch the notebook out of his hands. “You can’t just go reading someone’s personal and private things you-”

“Private? Harry you had it on the kitchen island s’like you were asking for someone to come along and read it.” Niall argues as Harry just gently places the notebook on the table before going back and sitting down on the couch. “I know it has something to do with her considering it says Texas Tornado on the front and that’s her name in your phone.” Harry shoots his friend a glare as he reaches for his coffee mug so he can take a sip while Niall gets comfortable on the loveseat across the living room.

“They are things that I’ve heard her say.” Niall quirks a brow at Harry as he explains what’s all written in the notebook. “What? I write them down because I’ve never heard them before or because they just-she says them in a way that makes me laugh because half of the time I swear she’s just making them up to make fun of me but she’s not these are actually things people say.” Harry further explains as he picks up the notebook and flips to a random page, he reads it over and smiles when he finds one he thinks Niall will enjoy. “Like this one…that really grates my cheese…she says that when something is annoying her.”

“You must hear that one a lot then.”

“Actually most of these she hasn’t said about me Niall she’s just said them to me.”

“Right..well keep em’ comin what else is in there?” Harry laughs at how interested Niall is in hearing more of your little sayings but he can’t blame him, he remembers the first time you texted him something that he didn’t understand and even made a joke about him writing it down after you explained it to him and he knows you are now well aware of the fact this notebook exists because it turns out he did write it down and has been writing them down in it ever since.

“When she’s busy like baking or reading but wants you to know you’ve gotten on her nerves she’ll go come over here so I can smack you..she’s uh-yeah she’s said that to me once or twice but she said it a lot to her brother when he was here.” Niall laughs as Harry’s cheeks get a little pink as he admits to getting on your nerves enough for you to say this to him. “She says I’ll tell you what..or let me tell you something right quick…all the time and the quick part is always a lie because she always says that before she goes on a rant and her rants aren’t ever short.” Harry says with a smile because he adores your rants and could listen to you go on and on about anything for as long as your heart desires and be perfectly content.

“Oh I’ve heard her on the phone with Kat and sayin stuff like..well I’ll be damned-”

“That means she’s shocked or maybe a little surprised.”

“Really? What’s it mean when she says dilly dally or puttin-putting? What the fuck does that mean?”

“Puttin around? That means wasting time same with dilly dallying they mean the same thing.”

“Okay now what’s this about being ugly? She says that a lot.”

“That just means stop being rude.”

“Is it an insult when she says-”

“Niall it’s safest to just assume everything she says is an insult.” Niall gives Harry a playful glare making Harry just casually shrug as he takes another sip of his coffee before leaning back into the couch. “I’m serious it’ll make your life easier but if you want I’ll tell you if she was being mean or not. What did she say to you?”

“She said I was so creative.” Harry has to bite his bottom lip in an effort to hold back the smirk that wants to take over his face as Niall tells him what you said. “She came over to drop off some stuff for Kat and I was helping Teddy decorate cupcakes for his school’s bake sale and I asked how I was doing with the icing and that’s what she said.” Harry just nods as he leans forward to put his mug on the coffee table.

“Yeah mate she uh she was insulting you.” Niall lets out a sigh as he slumps into the loveseat and Harry can’t help but laugh as he sees the familiar look of defeat on his friend’s face. “You think that’s bad? Once I tried to cook dinner for her and after the smoke detector was done going off she walked into the kitchen and turned the oven off and grabbed my face and pinched my cheeks and said oh Sugar thank god you’re pretty…and then uh well then she made dinner.” Harry doesn’t even mind how loud Niall laughs because that’s the main reason he told him the story, to make him feel better because he knows at times it can feel extremely hard to impress you.

“But you know she’s not always annoyed or like insulting right?” Harry questions all of a sudden worried he’s giving Niall the wrong impression of you. Niall looks at Harry with a smile and just nods making Harry relax a bit.

“I know Harry don’t worry.” Niall states as he gives Harry a reassuring smile. “I know her softer side is one you have to earn so I’m sure I’ll get to see more of it eventually but until then I’ll happily take all the weirdly polite insults she tosses at me.” Harry just smiles at Niall’s words because if anyone knows how hard Harry worked to earn the privilege of seeing your softer side it’s the Irishman sitting across the living room from him, and all the two in the morning phone calls and frantic texts telling Niall how worried he is that he’s fucking everything up with you or how much he likes you back when the two of you weren’t even dating are just some of the proof.

“They are oddly polite aren’t they? I think it’s the accent that makes them seem so…nice?”

“Oh it’s totally the accent…bet she could call someone a ragging twat and it would sound like a compliment.”

[keyaho]

Okay! So here is what I've thought of!

First, its a fluff and smut type request. Very domesticated scene, getting ready for work together with healthy banter and then the heavy making out starts and heavy - and I mean HEAVY - groping or petting…i don't really know the proper term LOL. After that, Terry gives her a cute little tap and on the ass and he tells his girl, “ go kill em” or something like that. Like leaves her hot and bothered the rest of the day😂

Second, is Terry in a relationship with a girl who's never lost her virginity, cause same, and him being the gentle giant he is, talks about it with her and they get it on. There is no representation for us virgins out here 😂. Idk if you can write that in 3k - 4k words tho I'll literally accept anything lol.

Goodnight!♥️

Let's Do It

.summary: While getting ready for work Michelle gets into a make-out with her boyfriend Terry. .paring: virgin!reader x Terry Richmond

Clingy. 

Terry Richmond was clingy. Especially when he was off work. Michelle was trying to step into her pants when Terry walked up on her; sweat low on his hips, hand tucked under his shirt as he rubbed his stomach. His tongue had darted out to lick his thick lips, distracting Michelle long enough to not realize how close he was until he wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her neck. She looked at him in the mirror. Standing by the foyer she was about ten minutes from walking out the side door to her car in their covered garage. 

"Just because you're off doesn't mean you can make me late,' she smiled, turning her head to look at him. 

She had heard him call out ten minutes ago. He was probably one of the best instructors at the dojo he taught jiu jitsu at. It was very rare he took days off considering the price people were paying him to teach their children. 

"You sure?" He says before turning her around. 

His lips found hers and what she thought was a quick kiss so she could be out the door turned into her panting and clinging to him as he backed her against the wall.  His hands were rough; yanking and pulling one her clothes like he wanted to talk them off. She breathed in and he attacked her mouth with his tongue, plunged it across her until she was a whimpering and wet mess. He'd never kissed her this way before. Michelle wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer. Her nails scratched at the back of his head. 

"You're right,' he said while pulling away. 

Swollen lips parted as he picked up her lunch bag and keys. He passed them to her and led her to the door, his hand rubbing down her back as he kissed the side of her head. 

"You can not just do that,' she replied breathlessly, "just kiss me and send me off." 

Terry chuckled, walking her barefoot to her car. He opened her door and as she was sliding in, his hand graced her ass with a few love taps. 

"Have a good day, baby." He closed the door whale Michelle sat in the drivers seat with her arms folded and a pout on her glossed lips. She rubbed her thighs together and looked up at him as she felt the damp panties rubbing against her sex. His fault. His brow raised and she  quickly started the car, pulling out of the garage as Terry watched, giving her a small wave and smirk.

She arrived at work fifteen minutes later with a text from Terry.

[ big ears ] :: I can't wait 'til you get home so I can tear that cherry out

She was barely back home when Terry hoisted her up over his shoulder and carried her to their bedroom.

"Take out is coming in about two hours,' he says, plopping her down on the bed. "So, I have about an hour and a half for my appetizer."

Michelle whimpered out a soft please. Another orgasm rippled through her arched body as Terry sucked on her swollen clit. His arms were heavy on her thighs as he held her open. At his mercy she could only grab the sheets with one hand and the back of his head with the other. He pulled away and flicked his tongue against the swollen flesh surrounding her clit. Puffy, he hummed against her supple flesh while finding fun in pinching and rolling her nipples between his fingers. 

He had given her a ten minute massage before his mouth was sucking bruises into her back and shoulders, marking her in places only he got to see. Terry played her body like an instrument, strumming her clit like strings on a guitar, using his fingers like a pick against her nipples until her mouth let out the most melodic of moans. His own symphony he got to conduct. His wet lips smacked against pliable flesh as Michelle pressed against his head for relief. 

“Wait,’ she said, ‘oh……fuck, Terry.”

He pulled her clit into his mouth again and sucked. The pressure was building and she began to rock her hips back and forth on his mouth. 

“That’s it pretty girl,” he hummed. “You’re made a big mess.” 

She watched him thumb her clit. Her body jolted as her back arched upwards. Tears spring from her eyes as her fourth orgasm stole the wind from her body. She was a warm, wet, heap of whimpers and pleading about how good it felt. Overstimulated, she tapped on his shoulder when he began to lick around her swollen fruit again. 

He kissed up her body. Proud of making her feel so good he kissed her lips and sucked them slowly. His tongue pushed past hers and made itself home in her mouth. His kiss was nasty, sloppy, and wet as he played with her mouth the same way he played with her pussy. Michelle reached between them and tugged the band of his sweats down. She needed to keep her hands busy and what better way than touching him? Her hand crept along his pelvis and she swallowed some of his moans as they kissed. Michelle felt his body twitching beneath her finger tips, the slight shudder in his breath as he looked down at her, and the way his hands trembled as he held himself up above her. He wanted to stop her, take things slow. He had driven her insane with his mouth and he wasn’t so sure he could control himself if things went further. 

Terry spared her a glance through his own foggy thoughts and hooded eyes. Her naked body was trapped under his and had been at his mercy for the past hour. Pliant, needy, she was tugging at a part of him that wanted to wreck her. 

“Tell me you want to stop.” Terry said as her hands slipped into his sweats. 

Michelle was still riding cloud nine and only the sounds came out her mouth as she tried to speak. She looked up at him and pushed her hands lower, fingertips brushing over the base of his dick, thick and leaking precum. Her hand wrapped around the base of his dick. He was rigid and stiff in her hands. 

They both knew this was the point of no return. Instead of replying, Michelle reached over to him and pushed down his sweats, his thick dick springing free and slapping up against his stomach before hanging between them, resting against her stomach. They had planned this night two months ago. And since that moment, Terry had been teaching her new things to do in the bed. He fingered her in front of her floor length mirror, making her watch. Michelle learned to suck his dick and perfected it so quickly he took her shopping as a thank you. His mind was blown as how quickly she learned and wanted to learn.

"I'm so ready for you, Terry,' she hummed, legs falling apart as his eyes dropped to her dripping sex.

“Oh, don’t talk to me like that," he mumbled, dropping one knee to the bed so he could balance better. 

Michelle pushed his sweats down his hips, his dick springing up and slapping his stomach before resting between their bodies. A w e l l endowed man. 

“It’s been two months,’ she noted, “I don’t want to wait anymore.” 

Terry looked down between their bodies as her hand wrapped around his thick length. The tips of her peach tinted acrylic nails faintly dragged across the sensitive skin. His mouth dropped open, tongue damn near out his mouth, as she ran her thumb over his tip, smearing his pre-cum around her fingers and palm. Michelle’s other hand found his balls and squeezed. Between her stroking and squeezing so gently Terry groaned loudly. His hips started to rock into her hand, creating a friction that had been festering for weeks.

Terry leaned down, hovering over her naked body with his own. His lips found hers as the tip of his dick rubbed between her slit. He rolled his hips, side to side, teasing her. He grabbed her hands, pushing them above her head as he slowly sank into her pussy. He watched her face for discomfort only continuing when she relaxed. She was tight, warm, gripping and he grit his teeth to anchor himself. He wanted to ruin her, but tonight was about taking it soft and slow.

"Make love to me, Terry,' she whimpered. "I know you won't hurt me."

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stage lights & stolen glances

Lando Norris x Amelie Dayman

Summary: Amelie steps onto the iconic stage of Wembley Stadium for her first performance at the Summertime Ball, but her nerves threaten to overwhelm her.

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Warnings: fluff, smau

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July 16th, 2024 - London, United Kingdom

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f1gossipalert: 🚨 Spotted! Lando Norris and both his and Amelie Dayman's families at the Summertime Ball in Wembley Stadium this weekend. 🎤✨ All eyes were on Amelie as she slayed her first-ever performance at the event. 👏 Lando’s all smiles and cheering for his girl – no surprise, since he’s always been her #1 fan! 😍 Looks like they’re hitting new milestones together, both on and off the track! 🙌💫

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f1fanatic99: Lando showing up to support his girl like the proud boyfriend he is 😩💯

→ f1gossiper47: @f1fanatic99 Bet he was just happy to see her on stage

f1girl25: Did anyone see the way Lando was looking at her on stage? 🔥🔥

mclaren_moments: Lando in the crowd like "yeah, I’m dating her, get in line" 😎💅

→ f1fanatic17: @mclaren_moments He’s probably out there singing her songs too 😂

f1fanboy2010: Imagine getting to watch your girlfriend perform at Wembley and still have to keep your cool with all those people around 🥴 → amazing_lando: @f1fanboy2010 Lando’s cool factor just hit a new level 😎💯

f1fanatic21: Lando really knows how to pick 'em, huh? 🔥🎤

f1gossiper69: Ah, the classic “supportive boyfriend” post. Cute, but did we hear a rumor about them possibly taking a break? 👀💔

→ landosupporter88: @f1gossiper69 Haters gonna hate, but we ALL know Lando's the biggest Amelie stan 💅

f1fansbykevin: So we’re just ignoring the fact that Lando’s looking like a snack here too? 👀💥 → landoisbae01: @f1fansbykevin Ain’t nobody ignoring that, he’s looking fine as hell 😎🔥

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The buzz of the crowd in Wembley Stadium was electric, the air thick with excitement as the anticipation for the Summertime Ball grew. Amelie could feel the heat of the stage lights on her skin, the vibrant pulse of the music vibrating through her body, but none of it helped to quell the nerves twisting in her stomach.

She was about to perform for tens of thousands of people, and though she had graced many stages before, this felt different. This was Wembley—an iconic venue that she’d dreamed of since she first started performing.

Her team was running around backstage, putting the final touches on her look, adjusting her mic, but nothing was easing the rising panic inside her. She could hear the crowd's roar in the distance, each second bringing her closer to the spotlight.

—Amelie, breathe,— her mom, Victoria, said gently, rubbing her shoulders as Amelie stood in front of the mirror backstage, adjusting her outfit one last time. —You’re going to kill it out there. Just remember why you started this.—

But no matter how many times Victoria reassured her, the jitters wouldn’t go away. Amelie took another deep breath and closed her eyes, trying to focus. Her mom saw the tension in her, though, and she knew just the thing to do.

Turning quickly, Victoria approached a member of Amelie’s team. —Find Lando,— she said, voice low but urgent. —I think she needs him.—

Meanwhile Lando was sitting in the stands with his family, surrounded by the noise and energy of the crowd, but his focus was entirely on Amelie. They were all cheering for Amelie, but there was an undeniable feeling of nervous excitement hanging in the air.

It was their first time seeing her perform on this scale, and Lando couldn't help but feel proud. She was his girl, and she was about to own the stage.

But when a member of Amelie’s team appeared, signaling Lando with a quick wave, he knew something was up. The man gave him a nod, and Lando immediately stood up, excusing himself from his family as he made his way toward the backstage entrance. He wasn’t sure why, but the urgency in the look on the guy’s face made Lando’s heart beat a little faster.

He made his way through the maze of corridors, quickly finding his way to the back of the stage where Amelie was preparing to perform. As he entered the area, he spotted her instantly. She was standing near the side of the stage, hands trembling slightly, her gaze fixed on the ground. She didn’t see him approach, but he could tell from her body language that she was struggling.

Lando’s heart dropped at the sight. She was always so confident, always so in control. But right now, she looked like she was about to collapse from the weight of it all.

—Hey gorgeous,— Lando said softly, stepping close to her, his voice soothing and familiar.

Amelie’s head snapped up, her eyes lighting up the moment they landed on him. A relieved smile tugged at her lips, and she quickly closed the gap between them, wrapping her arms around his neck.

—Lando,— she whispered into his neck, her voice shaky, —I don’t know if I can do this.—

Lando chuckled softly, his hands sliding down her back to comfort her. —Of course, you can. You’ve been preparing for this your whole life. And you’re going to crush it.—

He pulled back slightly to look her in the eye, his thumb brushing her cheek softly, his gaze dark and full of affection. She looked perfect, as usual, but right now she needed him. And he needed her, too.

—You’ve got this, Ames,— he whispered, leaning in closer, his breath warm against her ear. —I’ll be right there, watching you, supporting you every step of the way. You don’t need to do this alone.—

Amelie felt the heat of his words spreading through her body, calming her nerves and igniting something else—something she’d been trying to keep under wraps all day. The feel of his hands on her back, the warmth of his body so close to hers, the sound of his voice—it made her heart race in a way that had nothing to do with performance jitters.

—Promise?— she asked softly, her lips grazing his ear as she pulled away slightly.

Lando’s lips curled into a grin, that playful glint in his eyes. —I fucking promise.—

She laughed nervously, her hands trembling against his chest. The touch of his skin under her fingertips, the solidness of him in front of her—it was a comfort she could always rely on.

But there was something else simmering underneath her nerves, something that had been there for a while now whenever they were together. The pull between them was undeniable, and as much as she tried to keep her focus on the performance ahead, it was hard when all she could think about was how he made her feel.

Before she could stop herself, she leaned up on her tiptoes and kissed him, her lips urgent, needy against his. She had no idea why she felt the sudden surge of heat, but she didn’t care. Lando’s hands cupped her face immediately, returning the kiss with just as much intensity.

Her body pressed against his, the taste of his lips igniting a spark that Amelie couldn’t ignore. The rush of passion was instant, and even though they were in the back of the stage, mere feet away from hundreds of people waiting for her to perform, it was hard to care about anything else.

They pulled back for a breath, both of them panting slightly. Lando’s fingers dug into her waist, and his eyes were dark, filled with something more than just love. —You’re killing me, Ames,— he murmured, his lips trailing along her jawline. —You’ve got to be fucking joking.—

Amelie smirked, running her fingers down his chest teasingly. —What? Can’t handle a little kiss from your girlfriend?— she teased, her voice low and sultry. She was feeling confident now—empowered. The moment they had shared, the way he held her, the way he made her feel... it worked.

Lando groaned quietly, his hands sliding lower. —Baby, you know what I want to do to you right now, but I can’t. Not here. Not before you go on.—

She laughed softly, the sound light and carefree. —Well, I’m not that distracted,— she said, pressing a teasing kiss to his lips. —I’ll get on stage and do what I came to do. But I might just think about you while I’m out there.—

Lando raised an eyebrow, his grin widening. —You’re a fucking tease, you know that?—

Amelie smirked and gave him a playful shove, stepping back as she took a deep breath, trying to steady herself. —Let me go do my thing. I’m not gonna let my nerves get the best of me, not when I’ve got you cheering me on.—

Lando stepped back, nodding with a wink. —I’ll be right here, baby. And when you’re done, I’ll make sure you get all the attention you deserve.—

Amelie gave him one last look, filled with affection and excitement, before she walked toward the stage entrance, her confidence returning in full force. Lando watched her go, his heart swelling with pride, knowing she would absolutely own this.

The crowd's roar reverberated through the stadium as Amelie stepped onto the stage, the spotlight hitting her like a wave. She could feel the pulse of the music beneath her feet, and the beat of her heart seemed to sync with it. For a moment, she hesitated, caught in the sea of lights and faces. But then, she remembered Lando.

His smile, his promise, his touch. His words echoed in her mind: You’ve got this. It was all she needed. She took a deep breath and let it out slowly, the nerves dissipating as the music swelled around her.

She moved to the center of the stage, the rhythm taking over. The crowd erupted into applause as her voice filled the stadium, powerful and confident. She could see them all—the fans, the familiar faces of her family and Lando’s in the stands. But it was the one person she kept searching for, the one who had calmed her nerves just minutes before, who made everything feel right.

Lando was standing just off to the side of the stage, not in the private grandstand as originally planned, but in the open for everyone to see. His presence was undeniable. He was watching her intently, a soft but proud smile on his lips, eyes fixed on her every move.

Amelie could feel the electricity in the air, the buzz of excitement that hit a new peak when Lando stepped into view. His smile was wide and proud, his eyes fixed on her like she was the only thing that mattered in that vast stadium. She couldn’t help but grin back, her nerves slowly melting away as the rhythm of the song took over.

The crowd went wild when they spotted him, whispers of "Lando!" and "Look! It's Lando Norris!" filling the air. Cameras flashed, and the energy in the stadium seemed to shift, becoming even more electric. But for Amelie, none of that mattered. She could feel his presence like a warmth in the pit of her stomach, a constant, grounding force that calmed her heart.

And there he was, standing in the middle of the chaos, her biggest supporter, right in front of the stage. She could see him mouthing the lyrics to her song, his lips syncing along, and it made her heart swell with pride. He was in his element too—no longer the reserved F1 driver, but just Lando, her boyfriend, the guy who would do anything to support her.

Her voice grew more confident with every word, the energy of the crowd feeding her performance. She danced, she sang, and most importantly, she let herself feel the moment. She wasn’t just performing for her fans; she was performing for herself, for the people who loved her, and for the guy standing right there, cheering her on.

Her voice grew more confident with every word, the energy of the crowd feeding her performance. She danced, she sang, and most importantly, she let herself feel the moment. She wasn’t just performing for her fans; she was performing for herself, for the people who loved her, and for the guy standing right there, cheering her on.

Mid-song, Amelie’s eyes found Lando again. He was standing at the edge of the stage, his eyes locked onto her with such intensity that it made her knees weak. She winked at him, throwing in a playful, teasing smile as she sang the next line, and to her surprise, Lando winked back, mouthing "You’re amazing, Ames."

The flirtation, the intimacy, the connection—they didn’t care who was watching. They weren’t just two public figures; they were two people who were absolutely, undeniably in love, and the world was witnessing it.

As she hit the chorus, she felt a surge of confidence. She twirled around, arms spread wide, basking in the sheer joy of the moment. Her heart raced, but it wasn’t from nerves anymore. It was from the rush of performing on this stage, knowing that Lando was right there, supporting her every step of the way. The crowd could feel it too—the electricity between them was palpable.

She threw herself into the performance, singing with all the passion she had in her. The crowd’s reaction was overwhelming, but it was nothing compared to the way Lando’s eyes never left hers. He wasn’t just watching her perform; he was watching her be the woman she was meant to be.

The next chorus came, and Amelie pushed her nerves aside completely. She was on fire now, the excitement of the crowd, the music, and Lando's unwavering support igniting something in her. Her steps were precise, confident, and when she reached the center of the stage again, she threw her arms out wide, soaking in the applause.

With one final spin, she let go of the last of her nerves. The music swelled to its climax, and she finished the song with a fierce, confident note. The crowd erupted into cheers, but for Amelie, there was only one person she wanted to see. She glanced at Lando one more time as she took a bow, and his proud, loving gaze was all she needed.

The roar of the crowd seemed to fade as the adrenaline coursed through her veins. She was breathing hard, her chest rising and falling, but her heart was full, her soul lighter than it had been all day. Lando had been right there, supporting her without hesitation, and it made the entire moment even more special.

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ameliedayman: Mila’s first wembleyyyy thank you @capitalofficial for having us at your summertime ball. 80,000 of you singing along did not feel real :’) you’ve been so good to me UK thank you!!!!

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[luffyvace]

Hello, could I request Feitan with a reader who looks innocent and angelic usually but is actually just as sick and sadistic as he is? (Aka it's like a secondary persona kind of)

And she's also part of an organization(that kills people) without him knowing (she was part of it even before meeting him)

Ouuuu an interesting reader we have here~

Seeing as though all the feitan gifs are generic fighting ones I’ve put my own picture :) I think it’s hilarious 😂

enjoy your headcanons lovely anon! 💗

(fem! reader implied bc you used ‘she’ in your request but I won’t imply female body just in case)

Feitan getting with an angelic and innocent s/o is certainly an oxymoron

Your such a sweetheart, so thoughtful and kind

you always try to help and encourage others as much as you can

:)

But in reality no?? really your such a sick and twisted sadist who loves watching every moment of others suffering???

welp that went down the drain quickly

feitan might have picked up on the fact that it was all an act or your slightly sadistic tendencies

especially since he’s highly observant

Though I’m not sure how you revealed your in a organization or if you knew he was in the troupe but it probably went like

”your in a criminal organization? Oh…me too” 🧍‍♀️

“Wait what?” 🧍‍♀️

“so we’re both in criminal organizations of the sort?”

🧍‍♀️ 🧍‍♀️

well I guess its all out in the open now

as soon as he figures out your a sadist tho

its on

torture sessions become even more frequent seeing as though he now has someone to enjoy it with

he finds it rather fun to have someone laugh manically with him and not call him a loony 🤓

he’s grateful even

the victims really range from anyone off the street

to enemies from either of your organizations

maybe even someone who gave you a hard time

(they simply bumped into you, you apologized like the “sweet” person you are, but they had no idea what was coming for em that night)

(for fei, they probably mocked him)

you and feitan either have a dedicated torture room or have turned you basement/attic into one

and it definitely has a lock on it

feitan will recommend you some books and you likely do the same for him

(by some i mean you have a whole library shelf—who are you fooling 🤨)

you two make as much time for each other as you can

which yes torturing together counts as quality time

and y’all see it as a sense of normalcy too

wherever y’all stay you just be like

”hey wanna have a quick torture session then find something to eat for dinner?”

like it’s like going about normal daily activities for you two

it also feels good to have someone that gets you from the outside

like your both dangerous criminals,

that likely grew up in harsh conditions

(bc i mean come on mass murders have triggers/motivs they don’t just do things for no reason)

and now you have someone from outside your organization that gets you!

like, they even like torturing just like you!!

best s/o feitan could wish for

as time goes on you two would find out why you joined the organizations you did and if you genuinely enjoy it, just doing it for the money, etc

no matter the reasons or time, you accept each other :)

this also appeals more trustworthy to feitan!! Since your in one yourself, you can’t sell out feitan without selling out yourself!

😋

but…that could go downhill..

for example, your organization could be trying to target feitan/the troupe and is making you use him to get to them

As time goes on he shakes away the thought, it’s probably been years (when feitan’s down, he’s down for the count, he doesn’t do flings, in my hcs) since you’ve been together so he wants to trust you

basically the further things go in with you two, the more he trusts you

of course you have to make sure to give him reasons to trust you and don’t give him any reason not to

he’ll start getting suspicious of you even on the first slip up

(if it happens)

he has to protect the spider, there’s no way he can let it fall because of him

orrrr!!!

your organizations could meet! And form a alliance that may or may not be temporary/strictly business!!

it would be fun seeing all members together drinking and wrecking havoc!!

right?!

😊

LOL just imagine your all casually talking about such violent and socially unacceptable crimes 🤪

especially you and feitan

you guys are so silly

just a silly little group of friends :)

planning to commits fiendish acts together<3

honestly I like the last scenario the best

its so silly :P

I’m glad to see more feitan stans on my page!! thank you for requesting, hopefully you enjoyed!

💖

[yyaktayak]

Chapter 3📌

tags: @uceyliyahh @charmed-dreamssss

OMNISCIENT

The warm, lazy morning was interrupted by the constant buzzing of my phone, a flood of notifications from the groupchat. I sighed, half-expecting what was coming, but trying not to let it affect me. Josh was still pressed against my back, his arms wrapped around my waist, making it hard to focus on anything but the feeling of him so close.

"Ra, you better turn off your notifications," Josh murmured, his breath warm against the back of my neck, his voice still drowsy. "They're gonna make it worse."

I pulled my phone from the kitchen counter, glancing at the screen, and groaned. The usual suspects—Sheneca, Kaveri, Trinity, and Joe—had already started in on the teasing.

rideordies🤍

necaa 🤍: Sooo when's the wedding?? 👀

Kav💛:Just give it up, we all know it's happening.

trin 💚: My two favorite in denial people 😂

joe 🩶: Wait, so yall still pretending? mane I want my nephews .

I could practically hear their laughter through the screen. Josh snorted behind me, his grip tightening ever so slightly as if he could sense the rising tension in my chest.

"Josh," I whispered, embarrassed, glancing over at him as he leaned his cheek against my shoulder. "They're really at it this time."

He groaned in that exaggerated way that made me chuckle. "We've been over this," he said, pulling me closer. "You know how they are. They're always trying to stir something up."

I replied with a sarcastic sigh, clicking into the chat to respond.

Ra💕: Y'all are so annoying. Stop acting like I'm gonna marry him. We just vibing .

Before I could even put the phone down, a new message popped up, this time from

raheem 🩶(cody): Stop denying it, Ra. He's already got you wrapped around his finger, you're done for rariii.

I rolled my eyes. "I'm gonna kill them," I muttered under my breath, but Josh laughed softly, the vibrations against my back making it hard to be mad.

He brushed a soft kiss against my neck, his lips lingering there. "Don't let them get to you," he murmured. "Just ignore 'em, mama. You know what's real." His voice dropped even lower, filled with a tenderness I wasn't expecting.

Before I could respond, another notification popped up. The groupchat was now flooding with more comments.

necaa🤍: Oh, but don't worry, we're all still waiting for Ra to admit she wants Josh to put a ring on it.

trin💚: At least Josh already knows he's gonna wife her up one day. It's written in the stars.

I stared at the screen, my heart doing that weird fluttering thing again, but this time I didn't let it show. I looked at Josh, trying to hold back a smile. "They're all crazy."

"Mmhm," Josh hummed, nuzzling into the back of my neck. "But they're not wrong, you know."

I froze, my pulse picking up at the way he said that. "What?"

Josh just chuckled, clearly enjoying the flustered reaction he was getting from me. "I'm saying... maybe one day," he said, voice teasing yet sincere.

I smacked his arm lightly, trying to shake off the growing heat in my cheeks. "Josh, stop. You're just as bad as them.

But Josh just smiled against my skin and pulled me even closer. "I'm just being honest, Ra."

Before I could respond, my phone vibrated again. @TheShadeRoom had posted.

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I scrolled through the post, my stomach dropping a little. It was one of those moments where it felt like the world was about to explode with opinions about us. But before I could spiral, Josh took the phone from my hand gently, tossing it aside onto the counter.

"Don't worry about them," he whispered, his lips brushing over my forehead in a soft kiss. "We're good, Ra. Ignore it."

The warmth of his words settled around me, and I let out a quiet breath, finally letting go of the anxiety that had started to bubble up.

"Besides," Josh continued, pulling me back into his embrace, "they don't know us like we know us. Let them talk. We're still gonna be right here."

I smiled softly, pressing my cheek against his chest as he held me tighter. He was right. The opinions, the rumors—none of that mattered. What mattered was how I felt when I was with him.

I leaned back to look up at him, eyes a little brighter now. "Okay, fine. We'll ignore it."

Josh grinned, dropping another kiss to my head. "That's my girl."

We stayed like that for a moment, the sound of the groupchat still buzzing in the background, but neither of us really cared anymore. We had something real—something that didn't need anyone's approval or opinion.

For now, that was enough.

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A/N: Hope you're all enjoying this! Let me know how you feel about the growing tension between Josh and Ra... and the chaos in the groupchat. Should be more fun drama coming soon!😊😊

[codename-adler]

YOUR TROJAN TEAM?!?!?! flabbergasted. sooooo many lil guys u got there!!!

mayhaps some info on #21, Levi Romanov? love the name, very intriguing <3 or any of your choice, really, whichever you feel like sharing the most!!

oh boy. oh god. Levi's such a big file. u really know how to pick 'em Roo 😂 prepare to be sick of me...... (also ty sm for being chatty n enabling <3) //official unofficial USC Trojans OCs list here//

21: Levi Romanov (22) USC Trojans Backliner

[ face subject to change]

aight let's bullet point this:

born in USA (Alaska); child of immigrants (Belarusian father (born Alaska, parents 1st gen immigrant), Dutch mother (1st gen immigrant))

5'6½" (the half inch is important)(to Levi)(not the Trojans tho)(esp. not Jeremy)

BA: Communication (USC Annenberg)

goes Pro after college

bffs: Nikita & Angie

brother-from-another-mother w/ Nikita Bailey (their mothers are bff, grew up together in Alaska); Nikita is his bff/older brother figure/idol so he joins him in playing Exy (v popular in Alaska) and follows him to USC when he graduates HS

now for the love & tragedy chaos...................

both he and Nikita have a steady relationship with their longtime girlfriends, so much so that Levi talks to Nikita about proposing to his gf after graduation

one day though the 4 of them get into a car/boating accident that kills Levi's girlfriend and seriously injures Nikita's; Levi and Nikita are somehow miraculously the least damaged

it's a rough fucking patch for Levi (and Nikita, but that's a story for another day!)

enter Angie Pullman, Trojans recruit (ask!!! me!!!)

both men are immediately drawn to her, and inevitably it ends up in a big fight that creates a (temporary) rift between Levi and Nikita

luckily it ends up being an Adam/Gansey/Blue/Ronan situation (do you see where i'm going with this?)

because the thing is, there's this guy, Anderson [subject to change] Atwell

the assistant coach

ohohoho yes

Anderson’s really been there for Levi after the accident, bc he's been much more of a confidant to Levi than any of the team's therapists, probably because he's not a therapist; and then the shit with Angie and Nikita really isolates Levi, and slowly Anderson can't help but wanting to help Levi as much as he can, more than assistant coaches probably normally feel...

so Levi's not as straight as he thought, not in love with Angie like that like he thought, much more in love with Nikita than he always thought, and definitely, definitely super hard in love with his assistant coach (you see the Adam/Blue/Gansey/Ronan pattern?) (except there is nothing whatsoever between Nikita and Anderson. in fact Nikita probably hates him a little bit actually. fr fr.)

also before anyone sends me anon hate about my own OCs, the Levi-Anderson age gap is 22-30, so calm downnnn

so yeah Levi & Anderson, once they're all in and go all out, are disgustingly happy; but the hurdles are many and exhausting (i have another ask incoming for Coach Rhemann, which will coincidentally explain really well said obstacles)

i would say, apart from Jean Moreau himself obv and Adèle Moreau, Levi is the most tragic Trojan :(

especially because he used to be such a goofy ass mf, and so hyped about Exy on and off the court, before the accident, and nowadays he's much more a shell of himself, doesn't care much about Exy outside the court, always plays his very best but his heart's not into it, feels disconnected from his team and teammates, etc.

Anderson's the one to lead him back to his love for the sport <3

Jeremy did try very hard as his captain to reignite the flame inside Levi, of course, but let's say he had a little less incentive than with the Frenchman... if ya know what i mean... but Levi's just glad even his captain never gave up on him

birthday's June 1st //lmao beginning of pride month and i didn't even do that on purpose//

originally Levi was named Reuben Muller and he was German-American? but i decided to split the character in 2 and thus Levi & Nikita were born!

his bestfriend, apart from Nikita who has known since birth almost, is Jack Driver; they hit it off instantly the first time they practice together on the court (it also helps that Jack is both a moron and a wise man. very in touch with his feelings. it just depends if his brain cells are activated or taking a nap…)

once the drama settles down Angie also becomes one of his close friends

he’s an only child [pitiful]

did i mention his ADHD? oh he has big big big ADHD… he often forgets his meds, and he’s prone to lash out (mostly at himself) or zone out, but Exy really helps a lot with both his bottomless restless energy and his self-worth <3

on the meds thing: that was such a battle. for everyone involved. Levi, the doctors, his gf, his parents, Nikita... it was just barely starting to go well when the accident happened, and well. the step from ADHD to depression is already so small, Levi had no chance. but he's climbing up the hill again now :)

so Levi's kind of the dark version of Jeremy, or like a past younger iteration of Jeremy before he got to be the Captain Sunshine we know and love (and that's partly why Jeremy has trouble connecting w him, befriend him, even look at him sometimes); he doesn't talk much anymore, except to fight and curse, but then he turns around and drops by with a pan of brownies for the new girl because he saw her eating one all alone and sad in the athletes' hall, you know? he's very hard to pin down, even more so now that the constants in his life have been taken away or flipped :/ but he's a precious dude, trust me!

[seradyn]

For your WIP Game… how about, Silk

You really know how to pick ‘em 😂😂

That is one of the first fanfics I ever tried to write. It’s Reader x Sephiroth, in which reader brushes his hair while he hides in the Shinra library. I never ended up publishing it even though it’s like 90% done…I just thought it was childish idk

But I’m happy to give you a snippet:

“

You gripped his hair gently as you brought the brush down slowly through his ocean of silver strands. The smell of his preferred vanilla and rose shampoo clouded you in a pleasant scent that overpowered the decaying smell of old books that lined the walls. The room was still, serene. An occasional rustle of flipping pages was the only sound that disturbed the smooth, rhythmic movement you had perfected.

You enjoyed the soft moments like this with Sephiroth. He tried so hard to hide himself from the world. To detach from what was really important and focus on what the company told him was important. Sometimes it was hard, watching him be so stone faced. The times when he got to be himself made it worth the wait though. His gentle smile and tender, loving touches dissuaded any thoughts of dissatisfaction.

It was rare you got to spend time with him during the day. Usually he was busy with missions or filling out paperwork that really could’ve been handled by any gil a dozen captain. It frustrated you both, but it was an inevitable necessity born from Sephiroth’s status. He occasionally lamented that he wished Genesis or Angeal had the spotlight.

When you heard Sephiroth had isolated himself inside the dusty Shinra library again, you knew it would be a nice chance to spend some time with him. He deserved the break from work and, frankly, his own obsessive studying. Stopping by his office to grab his brush, you rode the elevator up in restless anticipation of having some time together.

He’d greeted you with a small but loving smile. You couldn’t help but beam back at him, a note of joy singing through your chest. Wordlessly you’d taken your place behind him, giving his few stray hairs more attention than they deserved. It was here you found yourself with a content smile glued to your face. The brush and your fingers would glide through his hair, as if dancing on clouds.

“

Will I ever publish this? Probably not, sadly. My interest in Sephiroth has waned, so I’m not as excited about writing him anymore. But either way, I hope you enjoyed 💕

[arisenreborn]

For the ask game! Pawn #2, arisen & pawn #7. World and story #3

Thank you Amier! :D

(Dragon’s Dogma 2 Ask Game)

Pawn #2 - Do they act any differently around other Arisen across the Rift?

Emrys is actually a bit more laid-back and genuine around other Arisen than he is Olivia - almost solely because Olivia exists as "his Arisen" that he is bound to, so she gets most of his 'ire'. But, by 'genuine' this sometimes means more of his "Straightforward" remarks come leaking out, but it's usually all in good fun. Amusingly between them, (on the surface at least), it looks like Emrys lets a thin wall down, and Rann puts a thin wall up. Rann is just a little more stiff and formal, but his overall demeanor doesn't really change a whole lot. He's keen on being helpful wheresoever he can, but would prefer to hang back a little and let others take the lead so he can support (which isn't entirely different except that Reverie sometimes prefers to follow his directions). It's kind of a bit of a load-off, not being the "main pawn" 😅 so he's happy to defer to the judgement of the Arisen's pawn. So while there's that slight sense of distance initially, with enough time spent it'd gradually relax as he finds his footing with each individual Arisen, so-to-speak.

Arisen & Pawn #7 - What are their least favorite enemies to fight?

A common enough answer, Reverie hates rattlers. Her preferred tactic if possible is picking them up and chucking them in the brine/lava/whatever. She also HATES ogres; early amnesia brainfog Reverie got some trauma from them that she does gradually overcome with the mentality of: I'mgoingtokillitI'mgoingtokillitI'mgoingtokill it before it can drool all over me. Rann similarly is not fond of ogres for pretty much the same reason of how badly Reverie responded to them. 😂But I do think it's funny that his inclination complains about griffins, so I like to think he's been a bit traumatized about them ever since that time Reverie got flown halfway across the map - ...and then when it happened again... and again........ Olivia hates choppers. They are so annoying and she always forgets to look for them and they always catch her off-guard. And she'd much rather admit to that than confess how piss-her-pants scared she is of literally everything undead. Ghosts, skeletons, zombies, you name it, she's trying not to cry or hide behind Em. Fortunately her "fight" instinct is significantly higher than "flight" but she kind of just starts blindly flailing around a bit..... Obviously Emrys's greatest enemy are crates. I mean drakes. Drakes. The potential for having his control taken away from him is uh, it's pretty uncomfortable.

World & Story #3 - Regardless of whether you adhere to the in-game counter or not, how long do you think their journey took? Did they book it with a sense of urgency, or did things get drawn out - and why?

Okay, short answers because one day I'm gonna probably do "full outlines" for each of their journeys. Reverie's probably takes about a year, maybe encroaching closer to two years. I like to think the sense of urgency can be drawn out, so I'm shoving in shopping episodes and more personalized quests for more NPCs, a million little delicate moments between her and Rann. (Also playing with the idea that ferrystones are more of a 'for the gamer' thing and even rarer and more difficult to obtain in the real canon, so travel time elongates and once you get to Battahl you don't just skip over to the other side of the map for lunch all the time.) I might get a clearer/more refined idea about their journey though when they get into NG+. Similarly, Olivia's journey tbh probably takes at least three years, but I haven't pinpointed the actual timeframe either. I just know everything gets drawn out. From her family being involved and helping find a way to cure her amnesia, to spending a few months in the Nameless Village training as a thief, to Vernworth getting wiped out by Em's Dragonsplague and them having to go on a quest to find the Eternal Wakestone, everything gets really stretched and tugged around. Three years might even be lowballing it a little, but she's not looking to challenge Savan's supposed record 😂

[wormdebut]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

I was tagged by @thefreakandthehair and @wynnyfryd You’re both so hot and cool and talented it’s unreal.

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

Fifteen

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

88,773

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Stranger Things

The only other fandom I’ve ever considered writing for is Good Omens, but I’m so obsessed with Steddie I don’t know if I can peel myself away.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

1. Cut It Loose, Watch You Work The Room

2. I Like Playing Dumb Until You Figure Me Out

3. Tell Eddie He Looks Sexy With His Hair Pushed Back

4. All You Have Is Your Fire

5. Comb The Crowd, Pick You Out

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Abso-fucking-lutely I Do. Why? Because I am in shock and awe that anyone anywhere appreciated the goofy thing I wrote so much that they commented to tell me that. Thank you thank you thank you for commenting on fics. It means everything.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I’m incapable of not writing a happy ending. Happy Ending are GUARANTEED IN THIS HOME. However, Wynn noted I did write a bonus microfic that was posted to Tumblr only that was angsty. Fun fact: it was based off a very un-angsty IRL experience with Wynnyfryd herself.

‘If They Won’t Call You Wynny Baby, I Will.’

Anyway, read Drunk Words—Sober Thoughts if you wanna.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

All of…All of them I—yall you know my Steddies are so fucking in love with each other it’s stupid.

But Comb The Crowd, Pick You Out is especially cheese.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

No, and I’m blessed for that, but even if I did…all my buddies know how truly dedicated I am to the fact that We are responsible for our own online experience. Don’t let goofy goobers who have nothing better to do than put you down, get to you. If yall ever get hate and need someone to tell you you’re fucking worth it—cmere.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Me? Write Smut? Oh my god I could never—

Yall what haven’t I written, be so fucking for real.

Requests? Drop ‘Em in my Ask Box.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

Nooo. I do not. Obviously I have a mess of a good omens X steddie AU rattling around in my brain, but it will never come to fruition

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

No, but where I largely write Rockstar dom daddy Eddie it’s very easy to see different variations of similar plot lines. Alas, Two Cakes

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

No! But I would cry if one ever was.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

No! My writing style is so chaotic I think anyone I wrote with would be shook and terrified. HOWEVER, I may have something coming with @steddieas-shegoes real fuckin’ soon.

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

Steddie. My angels. The loves of my life.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Oh god. The first thing I ever started writing for Steddie was a Rockstar AU. Shocked looks from the lived audience. Where Steve and Robin moved to Chicago and Eddie covers Head Like a Hole by Nine Inch Nails. Fuckin’ Woof. May it rest in slutty slutty pieces.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Writing seventy two miles of really spicy foreplay…and dialogue 😂

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Some authors are so fucking incredible with imagery and beautiful descriptions of scenes and I just don’t think I’m one of them, but I would like to be one day.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I can barely speak English so I would never write a fic where Eddie speaks French when he fucks…

Anyway stream Tell Eddie He Looks Sexy

19. First fandom you wrote for?

That I published? Stranger Things.

That’s buried in the back of my closet, handwritten in a notebook? The Backstreet Boys.

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

Kiss Your Knuckles (Before You Punch Me In The Face) It is everything to me.

Well that was fuckin’ fun as heck. Tagging with absolutely zero pressure a couple buddies 🖤

@messessentialist @steddieas-shegoes @just-my-latest-hyperfixation @aidaronan @sourw0lfs @t-boyeddie @scarcrossdlvrs @runninriot @cuips-not-cute @onirislanding @thisapplepielife

[allylikethecat]

January OTP Prompts

Instead of scrambling at night to try and finish my prompt for the day, I decide to attempt it first thing in the morning. I hope this one came out a bit better! I was smiling to myself while working on it. Thank you so much again to everyone who has been so lovely and supportive of this little adventure! I can't believe we're two weeks in, and almost halfway through it and I haven't missed a day or given up yet 😂

14. Old bookstore on a cold day

The warm and comforting, yet musty smell of dust and old paper tickled his cold nose as he looked through the shelves. Books, their covers worn, some with age and some with love, their pages yellowing, were piled higher than he was tall, an impressive feat when considering his six foot four frame. The stacks covered every available surface, titles spilling out of the displays with no discernible order. He felt overwhelmed, unsure of where to begin as he spun in a small circle, looking for any titles or authors he recognized. He knew he wasn’t the biggest reader, but he listened when Matty spoke with bright eyes and sweeping hand gestures as he grew more and more excited about whatever book he had most recently picked up. 

George gritted his teeth and continued deeper into the shop, wrapping his arms around himself against the chill he couldn’t seem to shake, even as he ventured deeper amongst the stacks. The exposed yellow bulbs hanging from the ceiling reminding George of the warm tones used in movies to depict a summer day, as if it wasn’t snowing outside, his boots having left wet footprints on the mat as he stomped his feet, trying to dislodge the icey powder lest he track it inside with him. 

He could see why Matty liked the little old used bookstore, tucked away on a side street that George would never have even noticed if Matty hadn’t mentioned it before. 

“Can I help you find something this evening?” a voice asked and George spun around in surprise, coming face to face with an older gentleman, his gray hair spilling down past his rounded shoulders as he leaned heavily on his cane. Rationally, he knew he couldn’t have been alone in the shop, there had to have been someone working, but the clerk’s sudden appearance was still a shock. He swallowed hard. 

“I’m em, looking for a gift,” he said, “for a friend,” he winced, friend didn’t seem like a strong enough, like a powerful enough word to describe what Matty was to him. He was George’s best friend, but he was more than that. He was his soulmate, his other half, his partner, even if Matty might not fully understand the depth of George’s feelings yet, even if George didn’t fully understand them himself. 

“Dark curly hair, about yea tall, big glasses?” asked the man with a smile describing Matty perfectly. George flushed, and nodded the man grinning back with a sparkle in his eye. George wondered how he knew that. 

“I have the perfect thing,” he said, disappearing behind a stack of books and reappearing a moment later with a worn hardcover. 

He handed it to George who flipped through the pages, the dust jacket was missing but the title and author were embossed onto the side. On the Road by Jack Kerouac.

“It’s a first edition,” said the man, “it will make a phenomenal gift for your friend, it will really show him how much you care.” 

“How much is it?” George asked carefully, dread pooling in his stomach at the realization the book, while worn, if it was a first edition was most likely out of his meager budget. 

“It’s on the house,” said the man smiling, “just make sure that lad knows he’s loved.” 

George swallowed hard, not sure what to say as he ran his fingers over a smudged inscription on the first page.

“Are you sure?” He asked carefully and the man nodded. 

“He’s supposed to have that book.” he said sagely and George nodded, closing the book with the inscription still burnt into his retinas.

1 June, The 1975.

The 1975. 

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[sugar-omi]

(swiftie asker) "he was the sweet lemonade you wanted for a summer but cove was the water you needed" OH OKAY. OH OKAY. YOU LITERALLY COULD'VE JUST TAKEN MY STILL BEATING HEART AND THROWN IT INTO A FOOD PROCESSOR AND IT WOULD'VE HURT LESS THAN THAT. WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK DUDE

the idea of baxter filling the "other woman" archetype is so bittersweet because he doesn't even show any hints that he's upset about it. he's just so very good at reassuring others that everything's fine, that the day is meant to be about them and that he's here to make their special day perfect. but who's going to be there for him? who's going to be more than just his summer love? who's going to realize they still love him in the fall?

reminds me of some of taylor's new music from ttpd ... fortnight (the first track) is such a baxter song because like . fleeting love? the one that got away? "thought of calling ya, but you won't pick up" referring to baxter ghosting mc for five years? "i took the miracle move-on drug; the effects were temporary" referring to baxter trying to make himself as temporary as possible so mc would forget about him easily - and it not working? "i love you, it's ruining my life"? "i touched you for only a fortnight"? "all of this to say, i hope you're okay - but you're the reason"? "and for a fortnight there, we were forever"???? i'm sorry but it's literally him.

ahhhh i don't mean to constantly send in walls of text but i've been a fan of yours for a long ass time and i'm so glad you like my silly little ideas!! i look up to you a lot as a writer so it makes me really happy that you're willing to entertain my thoughts haha

"who's going to realize they still love him in the fall" OH MY GOD.... just snatch my heart up n squeeze it omg...

that song is so him. i listened to it like 3 times and it's so HIM. also "i love you, it's ruining my life" is the best fucking way to describe how I FELT AFTER PLAYING BAXTER'S DLC. the pain, the way he delicately then cruelly rejects you when you ask for more.

that'd be exactly what he was trying to avoid. it's why he didn't go further with you in the cabin, and it's why he keeps up the appearance of someone put together and strong, mysterious and a whirlwind. so much so you can't put up with it for more than the summer.

gives you the glitter and flare of a summer fling, gives you fun and excitement but deprives you of the intimacy, dodges the sensitive questions...

but you're too kind. always reaching out for him, pulling him into your small world, and he's too much of a sucker. falls for your sweet smile, your insistence that he joins your friends or family for activities. falls for you insisting that you need him, that you like him...

jfc i cannot ramble again, if anything im the one yapping your ear off LMAO. please i can ramble about baxter for DAYS. i love him but this man is the perfect angst bank and i can drag on for ages...

and please don't worry about writing long messages, even if i take awhile to respond, i love reading em so much. i was actually looking forward to what you had to say about my last response lol <3

n plus you know much more about taylor swift than i do, and the songs n stuff better. i mean i do check the lyrics n associate em n associate songs n stuff but i love how enthusiastic you are, it's very refreshing to me 😊

and omg you're so kind... ngl i cried a bit LOL i've never had someone say they look up to me n i didn't expect that, that's very sweet and i'm glad i'm good enough to be inspiring, i'm very happy to hear that🥹🫶

n i'm more than happy to listen to everyones thoughts, i think everything yall have to say is worthwhile and it's like you pluck some things straight out of my brain too 😂 i wish i could spend all day answering yall's thoughts and stuff, i get excited seeing more asks even though i cannot respond quickly

so thank you for sharing your thoughts <3 i look forward to more, n don't be afraid to dm me!!! yall are too sweet, so feel free to ask me anything 🥰