#how is everybody today? <3 i kiss u

[rasoyas]

🎶 return of the mack bumpin thru these speakers 🎶

[seriebofficial]

🐖🐖.

[i-am-hungry-24-7]

Wait until i got you in my hands (or in this case under my jaw 🦈)

Anyway since you're asking fluff for Simon (and i hope you don't twist it in the end because I'll trust you for this once and you're not Chucky), what about Simon having cuteness aggression, everybody? Mmhm you have chubby face and it's undeniable fact that they sometimes look like dumpling or steamed buns. Just Simon can't keep his hands from touching or pinching your cheeks, and even better if he also bit them.

mercy plss sharkieeee 🦈 as always ty for the ideas tho 💖 happy to see u again!!!

Simon loves your chubby and adorable face

1.

“What Simon? Why you keep staring at me?”

“dumplings”

“what dumplings?”

“your cheeks.”

“huh?...SIMON STOP CHEWING MY CHEEK—$;@/!@;&”

2.

You two are lying on your shared bed. You’re facing him and scrolling your phone, too concentrated on the fanfic you’re reading that you haven’t notice Simon’s gaze on your face.

“...” you expression’s same as straight face emoji when your lover abruptly pinches your cheeks.

“sorry.” he says without any apology in his tone while kneading your cheeks.

“My face isn’t mochi, Simon.”

“I know.”

“Then can you stop rubbing them like they are?”

“No.”

3.

A nice Sunday morning, peaceful, and you leisurely walk to the living room, expecting seeing Simon there as usual.

“Good morning, baby.” You greet him immediately when you see his figure, his back’s facing you, seeming busy doing something.

“Hey, love.” He gives you a kiss on your cheek like he always do, but he sounds a bit of excited today.

“What do we have for breakfast?”

“I make a you.”

“What does that mean?”

You lean closer to him when he hands you the plate.

“This is you.”

“...”

You don’t even want to argue when you see two little buns are placing at each side of a smiling face egg that’s grinning at you.

4.

Simon gets kicked out to buy the groceries after the breakfast.

“He better remember to buy some ice cream for me” You mumble.

Well, he does keep that in mind when he comes back an hour later.

“Got you some ice creams.” Simon tells you while fishing them out under your expecting eyes.

“New brand?” You pick up the carton when you can’t recognize the brand of it.

“...Simon.”

“It looks like you, it’s cute.” He doesn’t forget to give your cheeks a few pokes whilst you staring at the rabbit mascot on the box with two obviously chubby cheeks.

5.

(later, Simon texting)

Ghost: Soap, how to apologize to your partner

Soap: what did you do to them LT.?

Ghost: I just showed my love to their cheeks

Soap: Not you anger them with same reason again

Soap: Send some cute pictures to them and buy them some snacks?

Ghost: Can I send this?

Soap: I guess you just want to die, LT.

[writingstoraes]

part two of charles leclerc/fem!verstappen!reader pls your first one was so good!!!

red vs red 🚥

pairing: charles leclerc/fem!verstappen!reader

type: instagram imagine/social media au

notes: thank u for loving the first, anon! hope u like this one 🤍 and thank u for requesting heheh, also formatting may look weird in ios devices idk this app wont let me fix the errors in bold letters 😭

summary: no peaceful race when there's banter between your boyfriend and your own brother, might as well just join the ruckus they cause!

reading the first part isn't necessary, just provides context! but if you want, read part 1 here!

ynverstappen

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ynverstappen happy race week, everybody! glad to be back in the paddock supporting my favorite driver ever ❤ goodluck, my baby love charles_leclerc! will be waiting for you after quali with lots of kisses and hugs :)

ps. spending quali in ferrari because i am on redbull duty tomorrow 🙏

charles_leclerc Always happy you're by my side, amoúr. Je táime 😘

maxverstappen Will never get used to this 🤮

ynverstappen we've literally been together for 3 years

maxverstappen And by favorite driver ever, you mean me, right?

charles_leclerc Are you the one in the picture? Then no 🙂

scuderiaferrari Red is your color, Y/N! ❤️

redbullracing Absolutely not, we do not think so!

scuderiaferrari Respectfully, no one asked you.

lestappen16 Love how even the team admins are in their own playful feud 😭

pierreluvr someone give y/n a break from dealing with charles and max lmaooowjwjsjsj

maxverstappen Why are you making it sound like supporting me at redbull is a responsibility and not something you want to do? 😔

charles_leclerc Because it's not.

ynverstappen jesus i just want one peaceful race is it so hard to ask for

ynverstappen

liked by maxverstappen, arthurleclerc, isahernaez, and 780,223 others

ynverstappen watching today's race from the redbull garage! wishing my dearest brother the best today, please stop believing the rumors he spreads re: me hating red bull. he is overdramatic. anyway, here's a selfie of max and i at quali yesterday! 🤍

tagged: maxverstappen

charles_leclerc You're not in our garage? Okay that makes me sad then 💔

ynverstappen will still root for you, don't worry 😁

maxverstappen Not under my watch you're not

maxverstappen My own sister wearing a ferrari jacket beside her brother who races for red bull. The betrayal is just so.

charles_leclerc Deserved.

f1fann NOT CHARLES SAYING DESERVED?@?@*@*

redbullracing We love having you here, Y/N 🖤

scuderiaferrari 😒

ynverstappen

liked by pierregasly, redbullracing, scuderiaferrari, and 450,221 others

ynverstappen my boys have done it again! congratulations on the podium, men who continuously pester me at every race weekend ❤️

tagged: maxverstappen & charles_leclerc

charles_leclerc My biggest fan ❤️ Je tàime, baby!

maxverstappen That's literally my sister

charles_leclerc She's literally my girlfriend

maxverstappen #1 supporter! Love you to bits, sister 😄

ferraredbull LESTAPPEN WINS ONCE AGAIN

vers166 y/n should get an award for dealing w charles and max everyday

ynverstappen amen sister 🙏

landonorris Leave them and support me at McLaren!

charles_leclerc ??

maxverstappen No.

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tagging: @slytherheign

notes: ig imagines take sooo long 😭 lmk what u guys think!

[akimiiyo]

hihi!!! how r u? i wish ur doing good :3

can i request lyney, kaveh n alhaitam (and any char u want) with a male reader? maybe having a date? :3 If u dont want or can't write it is fine with gn or female reader

-> DATES

⌗synopsis : sweet dates with them.

⌗characters : alhaitham, kaveh, lyney.

⌗cw : male!reader, lowercase intended, not proofread.

alhaitham ;

it had been a while since you and alhaitham had been out together. he usually made sure to have some time alone with you, but since he had recently been promoted to grand sage, work had been piling up without him realising. although he never came to you to talk about all his duties, you still understood that he was having a rough time while trying to keep up with both his job and each other’s quality time.

alhaitham was not having it though. he wanted to do his best to finally make up some time so he could spend it with his sweet boyfriend. that’s why he entrusted someone else to deal with anything he had to do for half a day and plan a nice picnic in the outskirts of sumeru city. he was desperately looking for some peace and quiet with you, away from everybody else.

he took care of everything without telling you anything, wanting to impress you by doing all this for you. so it came as a surprise to you once you saw the small and cosy space he put up for you. before you laid a blanket with all sorts of delicacies laying on it and a couple of books, a mix of his and your favourites.

with a kiss, he led you towards the blanket and started telling you about everything he’d done so he could organise this for you both. you kissed him again before you sat together in a peaceful silence, the sound of your breaths mingling with the soothing sounds of nature. you spent the rest of the day there talking, reading, cuddling while the last rays of sunlight were just disappearing behind the horizon, the sky above you slowly shifting from blue to deep navy.

kaveh ;

he had been having a rough time these past couple of weeks, always coming back from meetings with his clients more exhausted than the day before. you couldn’t help but feel bad to see your boyfriend so burnt out, not being able to relax even in the comforts of your shared home. hence why you decided to plan a sweet date just for him! you thought the best idea would be to organise an indoor date just between the two of you, so kaveh would finally manage to loosen up a bit.

“oh, before i forget. try to finish quickly with whatever you have to do tomorrow. there’ll a surprise waiting for you once you’re back.” you simply told him, kissing him one last time before turning around and going to sleep.

the preparations began as soon as kaveh left the house the next day. you thought of a nice candlelit dinner together. a bit cliché, but that was just how he liked it. everyone knows how much of a hopeless romantic kaveh is. you took great care in preparing the space for an intimate atmosphere. candles were carefully placed and lit, casting a soft, warm glow in the room. you made sure the table was elegantly set with your favorite tableware and a bouquet of fresh, beautiful flowers as a centerpiece.

every detail was thoughtfully attended to, from the ambient lighting to the soothing music, in anticipation of your special evening together. as soon as kaveh was back, you welcomed him warmly, settling into your seats. he can’t thank you enough for everything you’ve done for him while he looks at the place before you shush him with a quick kiss. from there on your conversation flows effortlessly as you’re sitting across from each other at the table, the warm glow of the candles casting a soft light on your faces.

lyney ;

you hadn’t seen lyney as often as usual this week because he had been preparing for a show that was supposed to go on the next weekend. although you said nothing about it, he knew you missed him. that is why he knocked on your door unexpectedly today to take you out with him!

despite wishing he would’ve had given you a little more time to get ready, you were ecstatic at the idea of having some alone time with your lover. he brought you to a cute little cafe downtown. it was a well-hidden spot, one that had just recently opened up so not many people knew about it. the interior was be cosy, warm lighting with a delicious smell of freshly brewed coffee. you sat in a secluded corner, away from other costumers as you began talking. you both had so many things to catch up to.

between kisses and conversations, you talked the day away. if it hadn’t been for the waiter kicking you both out, you would’ve actually sat there for the entire day. so there you both were now, strolling through the quartier narbonnais hand in hand, enjoying the charming sights and the soft sound of music playing from the shops nearby mixed to people’s chatter.

“you know, this was quite sudden. i thought you had so many things to do that we couldn’t go out together until you had it sorted out.” you admited after a while, his hand still intertwined with yours. lyney huffed and looked the other way before answering. “oh please, you can seriously believe i hadn’t noticed how sad you were feeling.” he said. his gaze turned back on while he brought your hand up to his lips. “i begged freninet to take care of some stuff for me so i could spend the day with you.”

⌗a/n : okey this sucks, im sorry. im not sure if this is exactly what you were asking for either 😿 i wanted to post this much sooner but i had some studying to do, but now im finally free! yayayayay!!!

want to read more? take a look at my masterlist!

©2024 akimiiyo. do not repost, translate, plagiarise, or modify in any way, shape or form.

[sunnyangy]

(any wind breaker writers deserves 🩷🩷🩷and u love ur writing so much!)

Can I request one with Umemiya and reader —already together—but somehow Bofurin members never knew he has a girlfriend? So when reader comes around the school or when they’re helping people they get curious about who this girl is around their leader??

Meeting Fuurin 🍃

- Umemiya 🌱

Umemiya had a girlfriend. A beautiful and adorable girlfriend that he loved with all of his heart. Yet, somehow, no one knew. No one knew he spent his time with a girl, no one knew he was already taken and happy in his relationship.

So when he arrived by the main entrance, next to a girl, their hands in each other’s and fingers intertwined, all of the eyes turned to them. Every gaze was wide and curious, everyone whispering among them at who this girl could be. She didn’t wear Fuurin’s uniform, and wore more like a normal sweater with some jeans. Some of them recognized one of Umemiya’s weird inscription sweater. Like « grilled beef », those. Umemiya seemed to talk with the girl, a big smile plastered on his face, as he kept laughing and leaning down to tease her.

This girl was you. You worked in Umemiya’s favorite flower shop, making the bouquets. He met you when he came to grab flowers for Kotoha’s birthday, and hasn’t left your side ever since. You were now walking next to him in his school, next to the leader. You kind of felt like a queen with how everyone looked at you. He showed you around a bit before he took you to his office. There, he went over to his speaker and bent down on the desk.

« Hello everybody, members of Bofuurin ! Uhhhh.. Ah yeah, today we’re doing patrols and cleaning around the city ! Keep your usual groups, and we’ll get going in 15 minutes ! Aaalright that’s done, let’s eat »

He said as he then went back towards you and plopped down on the couch, opening his McDonalds bag. He gave you your part, and opened his burger. But quickly, his phone was blowing up.

Hiiragi : Hajime who’s that ??

Sakura : WHO TF IS THAT ??

DiCaprio : why didn’t you tell us ?

Niiireiii <3 : it’s so cuteeee is it your girlfriend ?

Sugishita : *seen*

He laughed a bit and answered quickly, munching on his fries as you snuggled against him and ate your chicken nuggets.

Ume : Yeah ofc it’s my girlfriend, you didn’t know ??

He then put his phone aside again, and kept eating. When your meal was finished, he sighed and looked at you.

« Alright, they’re already gone by now so let’s go together around the city and help the different groups okay ? »

And just like that, you two walked hand in hand again around the city. You went towards every group you saw, helping them to whatever task they got assigned. The students were apparently cautious around you, being very polite, helping you but without approaching too much, by fear that Umemiya would take it as advances towards you. They quickly understood that you were in fact Umemiya’s girlfriend, by how he held your waist, or just always had a hand on you, always needing a bit of physical contact. It was even clearer when he would hug you and spin you around, kissing you while he laughed and rubbed his face against your hair or your shoulder. Almost all of the groups had the same reactions, being cautious but respectful. Butttt there was Sakura. Sakura had troubles around love situations, and was blushing like a tomato when you came with Umemiya. He was shouting at you, and was in fact not very kind. You didn’t really know he was just like that and it wasn’t personal, so you kinda shut off, feeling rejected. Umemiya immediately saw it. And it was the first time they ever saw him be serious with a Fuurin student. He grabbed Sakura’s sleeve, pulling him aside. He looked at him with eyes that made his blood run cold.

« Sakura. I understand that this is the way you are, but don’t. Ever. talk like that again to her. She doesn’t know you like we do. She isn’t in Fuurin’s spirit. Got it ?. »

It’s also the first time they ever saw Sakura surrender to Umemiya. He quickly nodded, keeping his mouth shut as he went back to his task. Umemiya recovered his bubbly and cheerful demeanor, walking back to you and giving you a tight hug, kissing your forehead.

« Alright that was the last one, let’s go home and watch something while eating snacks ! »

And since that day, you became like a part of Fuurin, everyone knew you, and you were the only one around who Sakura was calm. (you were known for that more than being Ume’s gf tbh)

tysm for your request and your kind comment !! i’m glad people like my writing <3

[stillaclownlol]

Hiding in the bathroom from a man rn lmao

Aidlyn headcanons because...please? Please? They make me sick /positive

These aren't all fluffy or whatever because they traumatized af and relationships like that are...difficult... but not impossible.

-he's 8-ish months older than her and like, 20ish cms taller (sorry I don't know how American feet work lol 😭)

-He hyperfixated on the relationship lmao.

-Clingy...they BOTH are. In different ways I mean but. They are both clingy. They're scared the other is gonna die when they aren't around lol 🙃 Aiden is ofc very touchy and grabby, he just has to FEEL that she's with him. Also type of guy to call at 2am "hey bby u good?". Ash gets antsy if she hasn't seen or heard from him in a while (a while means like 2 hours) especially since he like spam texts her every 5 seconds. But he also hyperfixates or disassociates for a while and will forget 🤡 like she will yell at him about why he didn't call her for 17 hours and he'll just be like "um sorry. I was. Staring at a wall."

-he has a lot of weird/cringy ass pet names for her that makes her want to slap him; probably calls her Bae or whatever. Ash nicknames for Aiden: Idiot, stupid, dumbass, public safety hazard...called him "dear" like once just to try it and hated it. "Mr. Durable" if she wants to annoy him.

-worlds worst pick up lines. Ash NEVER understands them.

-he loves surprises! Surprise him! He wants to surprise Ash too! She kinda hates this. They decided to "compromise": he will tell her beforehand that there is a "surprise" and gives her little clues/puzzles so she can figure out whatever it is. He has like 0 patience tho so he always helps her figure them out 🤡 Ash likes watching him get excited about the puzzles and doing them together more than the surprise half of the time.

-Him infodumping is like white noise so she can sleep lol.

-they try to do things the other likes since Ash thinks this is important for a "healthy relationship". Almost died when they went to an indoor rock climbing place 💀 but she got to see Aiden in a leotard when they did ballet together so it was a fair trade (blackmail)

-he is her hypeman at ballet recitals, will probably cheer when she comes on stage and has a sign and everything, the rest of the gang (and Ash) is just like "...we don't know this guy"

-she wishes he took care of himself more. Sends him stuff like "did you drink any water today", "Ben told me you're gonna skateboard down the hill please dont", or "IF YOU SET YOUR BOOKS ON FIRE IM GONNA CALL THE POLICE" <3

-sometimes if she's sad she just kinda. Falls on his back. Like a koala or smth. She has that "I literally cannot do anything" sort of depression (which to be fair Aiden also has sometimes). Aiden carries her around.

-when nobody's looking she kisses his cheek, cuz she knows his face is usually sore from smiling so much.

-pretty low key on her part, but Aiden is so obvious everybody knows 💀 She doesn't like PDA (more so the fact that people stare) but Aiden will usually put his arm around her shoulders or waist/give her a smooch (not on the mouth) <3 it's honestly not that different from how he was when they were just friends ngl 🤡

-he says "I love you" easily, because it genuinely is the easiest thing in the world for him. He has 0 doubts about how he feels for her. Ash doesn't say it a lot cuz she feels weird saying it, so she does her best to show it in other ways.

-he gets jealous easily *siiiiigh* It's cuz he's insecure!!! Help him! 😭 He doesn't get annoyed with her because like. Ash pays about as much attention to other guys (I mean besides Tyler, Ben and Logan) as she does to dust. But he will death glare at any guy they don't know that's staring at her 💀

-kinda codependent... *looks at the floor* they are working on it. Sometimes Aiden feels like he's only alive for her. (I- Look at episode 61- IVE BEEN IN HIS POSITION. AIDEN BABY THIS AINT HEALTHY)

-absolute dork. Draws "A.C. + A.B." in a little heart in his note margins because he's goofy like that.

-he fell first she fell harder NO I will not be taking any criticism for this.

Anyways it's raining outside so I'll just post this now

[luveline]

I was wondering, what do r and Steve’s schedules look like at the college in the zombie au? Do they get and free time? Wuv u

I feel the college would be on a 3/4 day swap bc there's a lot of people but also a lot of jobs to do! they’d ask for the same days off + they spend a lot of their free time like this (suggestive) !! steve zombie!au | fem!reader | 1k

Your needle pulls through the white fabric of Steve's shirt with ease. You tug until the two sides of the rip are touching and make another stitch, and another, enjoying the peaceful solace that is your room. Just outside the door you can hear Milly and Lupita playing go fish in the hallway. Milly sits in her doorway, Lupita opposite. 

Steve snores quietly in his sleep. You peek up from his ripped t-shirt. Like he can feel your eyes on him, he starts to wake, stretching and groaning under the sheets. You stick the needle through his shirt so you won't lose it and reach for his bicep.

"Hey," you say, rubbing his naked skin soothingly. 

He folds his arm to cover your hand with his. "Hey," he mumbles.

Breakfast in the town hall was put away hours ago, and dinner won't be for another three or four, but if you asked Maybelle, the woman in charge of The College's community meals, you're sure you can have whatever was left over. Or you could take something from the pantry (legally — you aren't a sneak). 

Steve doesn't look in any rush to get up and eat. He curls into himself and holds your hand to his chest. 

"What are you doing?" he asks without looking at you. 

"I'm sewing your shirt." 

"You didn't have to. I could've done it." 

"I know… You would've done a better job, too." 

Steve rolls flat onto his back, smiling at you already. You put his shirt and the needle and thread onto the nightstand and kneel beside his hip, smiling in turn. 

"That's not true," Steve says. "Don't underestimate my girl." 

You love when he says that, and maybe that's why he does it so often. My girl, emphasis on the my. You grin at him and slide your legs out so you can rest your head against his chest comfortably. You're only intending on stealing a quick moment there, but Steve wraps his arms around you easy, his nose in your hair. 

You hum happily. 

"What are we gonna do today?" you ask. 

You would've asked last night when he got back if he hadn't peeled off his clothes and slammed himself into bed beside you, hiding his face in your neck with an exhausted, "Are you okay? I'm so tired, I don't know if I can keep my eyes open." 

"Can we just stay here? I don't wanna deal with anyone who isn't you,” he says. 

"We're still gonna go to card club, right?" 

He rubs his nose left to right against your skin. "Yeah, we'll still go to card club. Henderson better behave, or I swear I'm coming home." 

"You're very mean to poor young Dustin," you murmur. 

"I'm mean to everybody. That's my thing." 

"That is not your thing,” you say fondly.

"Yeah, it is. You know it is." 

"No…" You move closer still and listen to his heart beating under your ear, eyes on your hand. You flatten your fingers over his pale shoulder and kiss at his chest absentmindedly. "No, you're lovely. You're my sweetheart." 

"I'm not," he says, with a laugh that gives away how flustered he's becoming. 

Huffing, you sit up to meet his eyes, uncharacteristically shy, a sweet, warm brown that you could fall into. You brush the sleep from his lashes. His hands creep to your hips. He takes your waist into his hands and squeezes upward aimlessly, a journey without a goal. 

"D'you miss me yesterday?" he asks. 

"Nope." 

"Such love," he drawls. 

"You miss me?" 

"Like a hole in the head." He follows up his sarcasm with a sweeter tone. "How's the pantry? Started talking to the food yet?" 

"There was a really weird can of beans that looked like you." 

You know from his smile alone that he's going to kiss you, but you can't close your eyes in time. He kisses you, laughs, kisses you again. "A can of beans?" he asks. 

You kiss for slightly longer than what's acceptable. Every time he pulls away you follow, and every time you split for breath he's not far behind, his lips loving against your cheek, the stripe of skin just shy of your jaw, anywhere he can reach. His fingers slide behind your ear, huge hand a heat over your hair as he tips your head up. 

"No, Stevie, don't," you protest gently.

He kisses your neck, lips gentle as the brush of a butterfly's wing. "Just one." 

"No," you say, giggling at the ticklish feeling of his words and their vibrations. "Everybody knows what it is." 

"That's half the point." 

"What's the other half?" 

"I love," he murmurs, dragging his bottom lip up the column of your throat with a calculated sluggishness, "the sound you make when I do it." 

You make a sound somewhere between a laugh and a squeal, not the sound he’d been implying, and sit up. You’re delighted by his salacious teasing but still so new to his seductions. He follows you, and your heart skips a beat at his expression. 

"Just one, baby," he says.

You know that if you said, No, Steve, I really don't want you to kiss me, he'd never press it again. But you both know you like it, and his beggy, rough tone gives you goosebumps. You love how much he wants to love on you — you can live with the resulting hickey. 

"Okay," you say. You have to clear your throat for any sound to come out. "Okay. One." 

Steve steals another peel of laughter from you as he manhandles you into his lap. Something about his grip makes you think you might not make it to card club after all.

[enha-bubblegum]

The kiss (part-2)

( yandere! Bully jungwon Xfm!reader)

Requested

Warning⚠- bullying ,blood, kiss

If u haven't read part 1 here ➷

For everyone's surprise, jungwon didn't bully you next day. But they were unable to notice the way he looks at you. He had been staring you since morning. It was the day of practice before the interschool basketball championship. Everyone gathered to see him. Only him. Girls were crazy over him. But now he only wanted (name). But he couldn't see you anywhere. He was disappointed. Maybe you won't come to see him. The game began. Everyone was cheering him and girls were going crazy over him. They were screaming his name. But he was not happy. He wanted to see you. You didn't leave his mind last night.

He was busy playing but was thinking about you. They're 3 points less than the opponents. "Yo jungwon, what happened to you today?" Heeseung asked. "I don't know hyung " He replied. He just noticed something and turned his head to find out it was you, (name) . Sitting in the last raw. His face lit up. You were finally here. He can't get his eyes off you. You were just so perfect. you noticed it. you were feeling uncomfortable specially when he smirked. He can finally pay attention to the match. 'I'll win of her! he thought. He was finally back in his old state. But he seemed more energised. Their points were increasing second by second and everybody's mouth was wide open. The girls were going crazy over his looks.

They won.

He came out with a towel around his neck and bottle in his hand. He was talking to his team. Then he saw you putting something in your locker. Then he got an idea.....

The next day, when you came to school and opened yourr locker, she found something unusual. A letter. you looked around and opened it. Someone wrote you with wonderful handwriting. But what was written there was not wonderful.

My love....

you're just so beautiful that I can't resist. I'm going crazy for you. You're my precious. I love you SO MUCH. My darling I'm coming for you~

'wtf??' you thought. It must be a prank.then you remembered what happened two days ago. could it be..? No that's impossible. You shook your head and put the letter in your bag. Unaware that he was watching her from darkness.

"You kept. How adorable.... You're mine"~

you put your forehead on your palm and looked down. You were really stressed and scared. You always receiving love letters from a stranger. Weird and creepy things are happening these days since you received the letter. There's are crazy words. you could see shadow in front of your room at night, always feel someone's following you then creepy messeges in your phone and the worst is having small marks on your neck. you can't even think peacefully. You were still feeling being watched.

"Seems like you're not enjoying your peace bitch" a girl said. It's the same girl who pulled her hair. "what do you want?" you asked. " Jungwon got bored of you doesn't mean I'll spare you. Tell me what happened between you two?" That girl asked. "What do you mean? Nothing happened. What are you talking about?" you replied. The girl who was deeply in love with jungwon, noticed that he's been staring you. She could feel jealousy inside her. She immediately grabbed her neck and threw her on the floor. "You like being bullied right?" She smirked and kicked you. Then splashed water on your face. "Stop it!" But she didn't listen and slapped you hard then grabbed her hair. "Listen bitch, stay away from him" and pushed you on the floor. Then left you in pain. Your nose was bleeding. But jungwon was watching it.

He could feel flames burning inside him. This bitch dared to hurt my Angel? I'll kill her. It was true that it was him who started this. I'll end this too.

time skip~

Instead of following u, he followed that girl. It was already dark. Since she received detention for completing all pending homeworks. He had his black hoodie on. She felt someone's following her. So she ran . But he grabbed her and put a knife on her neck. "If you try to scream, I'll cut off your throat. " He warned. That voice seemed much more familiar to her. It was him. Jungwon. "Jung..won..". He pushed the knife more. "Shh.... You should not talk. Specially when u have recognised me." He laughed. "Bu..but why?" She asked. Tears rolled down her eyes and she began to shake. "Why..??? Hahahaha.. you dared to hurt my darling." He said. But before she could react, he put a white cloth on her face. Then everything went black.

He climbed on your bed. Only he knows how much he adores your face. He laid beside you and stroked your hair. "Oh darling, you look so cute". He let out a small chuckle. He knew your in a deepsleep and don't wake up easily. Even when he left marks on your neck. He leaned over your face and kissed you. He fulfilled his desire like every night. You looked so calm because you didn't see the shadow today. Nor felt being followed. He kissed your forehead. "See you tomorrow love" he said and escaped from the window.

Next day, the girl found unconscious in a forest. She was immediately brought to hospital. When she woke up, she refused to tell anything about the person who did it.

FLASHBACK

"Bu..but why?" She asked. Tears rolled down her eyes and she began to shake. "Why..??? Hahahaha.. you dared to hurt my darling. "He said. "If you dare to tell anything, I'll make sure you were never born" he laughed and everything went black.

While jungwon was working on his Plan to make u his. He just need to wait for a couple of years to marry you. So, he won't give up.

"I'm coming Love~"

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Note- hii since i was free i wrote this and sorry if there is any grammar mistake

[whydoibe]

I have an idea for setting up the start of dragons rising season 3 be warned of the spoilers ahead

I warned u

It was a new normal but a welcomed calm the ninja were ok with losing jay that was a lie and everyone new it kai was the only one that seemed attualy calm, but nya new that was because he didn't see him the hate in his eyes the pure disgust in losing and her telling him how she felt and who she was nya moved to sit the day was fruitless Lloyd Fraq and Sora failed to locate Arin it seemed more hopless every day Today was her Cole Zane and kai went looking for jay they found nothing they didn't know he had worked for the administration and was now a know fugtive still nothing but today wasn't entirly fruitless they found the walkers junk yard Ed and Edna seemed all to relived at thier presence they talked and talked but once we told them about jay they went quite walking to letter sealed and a key handing it over telling them to open it once they got home sending them off.

Now nya stood letter in hand key to the side she new what it was but new it was meant for jay not her putting in a draw with many other things she thought might jogg his memories a bunch of photos but also well a bit of fangpyre venom just encase they needed to go the kiss root. Closing the draw, nya made her way to the table she smelled curry that smell that she knew. Zane decided tonight he would make jays curry to true and cheer everybody up she hated to say it was working the taste was different but she knew she was bias a little they talked and talked sora and fraq seemed to be getting along geo and Zane got in argument about what constitutes a living thing to his powers testing it Zane was now stuck until geo decide to let him go after dinner they laughed as Zane said it wasn't funny but it was he new it then she spotted something over head a spark lightning she thought with the short time she had the element of lightning she felt the clouds the sky the thunder their power their symphony jay always talked about it and she finally got to hear it she herd her name sung in it according to jay the elemental masters of lighting of the past all the way to the first one would put a song into it and it comforted her to now he chose her to be his addition she added hers it was his name.

Dinner wrapped up, and Zane was let go with the promise of doing the dishes, and that was dinner. It was a busy day, so everyone was heading to bed to sleep. The storm had set in how unfortunate she thought jay would love this lights off and good night nya didn't know what time she woke up but it was to a gaint lighting strick outside her window when she got she smelt it gass how what did Zane not turn of the gas valve no he'd rember that right walking to get every one out even if she didn't know the source but they needed out before a spark happens in kais or wyldfrye sleeps and the bomb she made her way to thier doors getting them up everyone off the noticing the smell and imdently leaving aware of what it meant.

"Zane u shut off the gas right" Cole asked

"Yes, I am." Zane didn't get to finish that sentence before a snickering laugh could be heard from well everywhere, a cruel sadistic laugh then as quickly as the lightning flashed a bolt struck the ground infront of them and there he stood jay he stretched wearing the wolf amour glising as they stared in shock he seemed to stretch before turning around and his red eyes became painfully clear and the smirck on his face was clearly displaying his less than ideal intentions.

"Well, we meet again," his voice deeper. " I have an offer to make," he stopped waiting for an awnser.

"Jay" nya cried his smirck Turing to disgust at her vioce she started to walk toward ksi grabbing her shoulder right she thought we don't know his intentions.

"What do you want" Cole asked

"I need the dragon icon"

Lloyd looked shocked who he'd know about that no one knew but the ninja how'd he know.

"That's a demand not a deal"

"The deals simple your monstary for the dragon icon give it to me or fire and ash is what will remain of your presouis home nothing but ash" he snickered giggling a little at it was he insane who would laugh at that what was funny.

"How why? When is the gas" Zane stored the relzation creaking over them all he was kidding he was serous and tonight was a eltrical storm even I'd they separated him from the monstary he could command the lightning to strike.

"No" Lloyd stated hands glowing green

"What was that"

"He said no," kai stated, looking at jay with hope that he'd stop and say it was a cruel joke nya new that never happened. Jay looked at them

"5"

"What are y-"

"4"

"Jay stop th"

"3"

"Please don-"

"2"

"Run"

"1" the lightning suruned him and bang a white flash and then silence every were the monstary roasting in flames as he turned to face them hood down eyes glowing red he wanted to fight for the icon.

"What have u dun jay" kai cried it seemed to hit they weren't dealing with thier jay a brave kind stupidly intelligent boy they were dealing with a lose broken wild card with out pity or mercy turned on.

"I gave u a choice u choose this you've with it" he smircked red surrounding him.

"U will pay for this" kai stated charging at him fire covering his fist jay and him were evenly matched until jay used that accursed art shatterspin kai upon seeing jay perform it without the gong scared him this meant he was trained and trained well kai performed dragons rising but jay amhad trained to seemingly in an instant jay was gone with a flash as kai crashed into the flames being caught under some debri.

Nya loyd Zane and Cole nodded they started combat while the kids freed kai he was injured heavily a lightning shaped burn covered his chest and left arm. Jay reappeared short circuiting Zane causing him to collapse In pain not moving Lloyd charged and jay was gone with a crackle and then.

" Cole, look out," nya cried as jay appeared, knocking Cole out and blasting him into a wall. Nya performed dragons rising, and he was gone again she went back up where was he Lloyd also locked, confused , and she saw the sparks there she stopped down, hitting Lloyd he was telported into his place they collapsed from the double techniques hitting each other. Jay smircked the carnge till.

"Ahh" wyldfrye screaming the fire in her hand making contact to his left eye fire burning it destroying his sight in it he flung her off clutching his left eye running to the foutain looking to see his eye destroyed blinded his eyebrow notched with the flame he laughed in shock snickering.

"How pitful that's the best you got I can think of a thousand other things you could do with that nun of them pleasant I could kill you were u stand with out a second thought how about that.

Jay stopped as his ear peace beeped.

"Walker we need u quickly do you have it"

Looked around the nearly dead ninja and realising he probaly should have retrieved it first.

"No ras"

"It doesn't matter get here now"

Jay looked around thunder crackling and then nothing he was gone.

[teddybeartoji]

MICKEYYY i’m sneaking out of my blanket fort… leaving a treat and some flowers on ur bed (ominously)……. 🥞🌻🌷🌹🛌 i hope ur day is going super nicely !! :33 IT’S TECHNICALLY SPRING HOW R WE FEELING it’s still gray n sludgy here :((( but i hope it’s better where u are !!!

anyway anyway i just wanted to check in w u BUT i also wanted to ask….. what hq ep are u on + who r ur faves so far ?? 👀👀 idk if u’ve met noya and asahi yet but i love them sm they’re my pookies. IT’S SUCH A FEEL-GOOD SHOW ISN’T IT it makes me smile sm too !! T—T

ily mickey i’m crawling back into the blanket fort (sneakily) (ominously)….. tell armin i love him <3

ARIIIIII MY LITTLE IRIS<33333333 i love me some ominous flowers mwahahahaha thank you they're so beautiful!!!!! IT'S VERY MUCH SPRING HERE TODAY!!!! idk how long that's gonna last but today is super super good!!! it's sunny and it's not too cold either wahhhhh i'm automatically feeling so fresh n hyped lmao I'M GONNA SEND SOME OF THE SUN TO YOU THOUGH I'LL CUT IT IN HALF AND YOU'LL GET THE BIGGER SIDE I PROMISE!!!!!

here's the guy!!!! we just went outside we both wanted to feel the sun<333333 i wanted to go to the park but uhhhh my period kinda has me in lockdown though💀💀💀 fuck that bitch but even that little piece of sun made me feel so much better already🌻🌻🌻🌻

HQQQQQQQQQ I LOVE IT SOOOOO MUCH!!!!! i'm currently on season2 ep 12!!!!! I DON'T THINK I CAN PICK A FAVOURITE THOUGHHHHHH LIKE I LOVE THEM ALL THEY'RE ALL A BUNCH OF CUTIES ok maybe hinata is my favourite................ HOW COULD HE NOT BEEEEEEEEE HE'S A LITTLE RAY OF SUNSHINEE I NEED TO PUT HIM IN MY POCKET he gets so excited over everything and ahhhh he just means the world to me.....

i was gonna make fun of his height the other day bc he really is super tiny next to all of the other players but that was until he said that he's 163cm and................................................................................. i can't really make fun of him if we're LITERALLY the same height now can i.....💀

pls i almost cried already too...... the eps with tsukishima and his brother:((((((((((((((( when he saw that he wasn't even on the court:(((( yeah that got me a little bit but i'm so happy that he's more comfortable on the team now and that he's enjoying it!!!!!!!! i love him.

kuroo is so funny too............. hehehhehehe gojo has transformed into a high schooler....................................... pls the scene where tsukki asks him why is he even giving them advice when they're techically rivals and he just goes "well, i've just always been a really nice person" as the lighting is making him seem like some angel ahsghghasghaghah so silly i loved it a lot

WAITT BUT I ALSO LOVE NOYA AND ASAHI AAAAAAAAAAAA i've never loved the whole cast of a show this is kinda crazy. everybody being so afraid of asahi just bc of his size is so funny poor guy lmao ALSO bc you know i'm on my voice actor bs did u know that asahi's va is the guy who also voices kunikida??????????????????? SO COOL

OHHHHH ANDD WHEN HINATA AND KAGEYAMA FINALLY GOT THAT FAST ATTACK RIGHT???????????? AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA THAT WAS SOOOOO CUTE I LOVE HOW EXCITED THEY ALL GET WHEN THEY GET A POINT and i love how much they all praise each other all around????? "nice receive" and "don't worry about it" and "we got the next one"????????????????? wahhhh it really is a feel good show my cheeks hurt from watching it

i think i have an extra soft spot for sugawara too!!!!! he deserves his own little mention he's a sweetheart

THIS GOT SO LONG AGAIN WHEWW BUT I REALLY AM ENJOYING IT I LOVE THEM ALLL SO SO SO MUCH they all deserve a good hair ruffle (coach ukai is getting a cheek kiss he's so fine) WAIT ALSO I LOVE THE GIRLS!!! THE MANAGERS!!!!! THEY'RE SO SWEET OH AND TAKEDA TOOO FUCKKK I JUST LOVE EVERYBODY OKAY<333

too much love i might die ari please hold me..... cue very dramatic sigh.... IS YOUR BLANKET FORT COMFY DO YOU WANT ME TO MAKE IT BIGGER? BETTER? DO YOU WANT MORE SNACKS? TEA? COFFEE? MORE PILLOWS MORE BLANKETS????????? I NEED TO MAKE SURE YOU'RE FEELING GOOD THIS IS A MUST!!!! YOU'RE MY NR.1 PRIORITY!!!!!!! anyway i hope the sun will come out soon for you too i'm making the call rn I LOVE YOUUUU<333333

[dogstarmoonheart]

hello hazel:)

how was your day today?

i read chapter 4 of your fic yesterday and damn..

when i read the “pray that regulus will appear” line i yelped i LOVE when remus and reggie are besties and them lowkey bonding over hating sirius? omg!!

its so sad like them growing apart (in a way) and  remus feeling like he has been replaced by someone “better”..

and remus slipping into his accent when hes angry and reggie noticing!!

my jaw was dropped while reading the chapter the whole damn time

cant wait to read more…  patiently waiting here!!<33

so to answer your question, my favorite episodes or scenes from the office:

well for one i love all the scenes in which jim and dwight prank each other

"well its really nice to meet you brian" "oh its actually ryan" "oh ryan" … "bitchh" classic

the whole "today smoking is gonna save lives" scene hes soo petty i love it!!

and honestly? any scene in which dwight radiates  chaotic energy

also when he got the concussion that was so damn funny

and episodes hmm probably the beach day one (s3 ep22 i think)

oh and my fav characters are dwight,jim and lowkey stanley he's funny

question for today i suppose:

do you have a fic that's your absolutely  favorite one, if yes which one? (no matter the fandom:))

p.s. thank you for indulging my “way too long” asks heh <3

-lilz

The real lovestory in “The office” was the enemies2lovers-slowburn between Jim and Dwight tbh..Anyways, you’ve got great taste!:) AND I’m so happy u like epilogue it makes me smile like a tod (love myself sum rem/reg-friends4evah)

I have the horrible habit of reading a fic, loving it, then forgetting about it/not saving it. So I can’t really tell you what my “favorite fic of all time” is.

However, the last work I read that really stuck to me was a wolfstar fic I devoured a couple of months ago⬇️

“the coffee shop au” by third_crow.

Oh, no wait, actually: I was in the middle of CR before it got removed and you know what, that might have been one of my favorite works. Never got to finish it, but oh well.

Life’s a bitch and then you die 🐴

(leave me fic recs everybody!!)

happy 2 hear from you Lilz

dont be a stranger<3

kisses

[kawaiicherryblossomperfection]

awkward! kolmmm

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andshesgottherest ok sure well go hkm..m together but we have to get inmmomethingsureshesscscaredafawkwardandwewilleiwilllallgohometogethereewewitalkitoverandfixourproblemswewimkklo

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[mediocre-daydreams]

IDK IF YOUR PROMPT LIST IS FOR REQS BUT I JUST HAD A BRILLIANT IDEA peter parker x stark! OR avenger!reader and they both have obvious crushes on eachother but don’t know how to approach it so the ALL of the avengers just decide to push them together by driving peter insane with jealousy, EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM is just like “if nothing’s going on between you two, you won’t mind if I ask them out right?” OR just them hogging all of r’s time and being close to them and kissing r’s hands or lifting r into the air and just absolutely smothering her, but ITS EVERY SINGLE AVENGER IN THEIR OWN WAY (it doesn’t have to be immensely flirty but for some characters), and peter does not know why the fuck everyone is throwing themselves at r all but he of a sudden AND HE DOES NOT LIKE IT ONE BIT and reader is plain confused but enjoying the way everyone’s being so nice to them lately and it all leads to a “BECAUSE I LOVE YOU1!1!” with a flushed peter parker and him just heaving and catching his breathe after he says it

i adore this!! i had hoped to keep this under 3k but of course i ended up writing a full fic and jesus christ i need to learn how to compress anyways here u go!!! thank u for this request <3

(un)requited infatuation

pairing: peter parker x avenger! reader

summary: peter parker is in love with you and he won't do anything about it. but if there's nothing going on between the two of you, the rest of the avengers are free to make their moves, right?

warnings: idiots to lovers, jealous! peter, swearing, really really brief insinuation to sex, a lot of horrible flirting, partial nudity (not sexual), a mini-argument between sam and peter and it's like 5% angst, and tall girl 2.

w/c: 6.4k

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“you don’t think i want to?” peter groaned, rubbing his forehead with frustration.

“trust me, all of us know you want to,” bucky deadpanned. the 40s man in him was dying to slap some sense into the kid, but the post-soldier bucky knew it would be hypocritical, seeing as his love life had been smaller than a pym particle ever since he left wakanda.

“all of us know you want her,” sam sighed, slinging a heavy arm over peter’s shoulder, jostling him as if it would knock some sense into the love-stricken spiderboy. “and trust me, most of us do not want to know how much you want her.”

peter blushed. “i- i have no idea what you’re talking about.”

with his free hand, sam maneuvered peter into a tight hold and shook him vigorously. maybe it wasn’t the most elegant strategy, but they were avengers, after all. being all fighty and confrontational was their thing.

“listen up man, i’m actually going to kill y-”

“hey bucky, sam… peter?” you had that ever-present skip in your step as you passed by the trio, your signature bright smile melting peter just a little bit more. your chirpy expression only faltered when you saw peter, looking like a deboned fish, in sam’s arms.

“is peter, like, good?” you squinted, eyes flickering between the three men as you tried to figure out who had liquified the boy.

“yep! all good here!” peter squeaked weakly from sam’s arms, trying to stand straight and regain his dignity. you smiled awkwardly.

“great! uh, i’m glad you’re good. anyways… bye,” you grimaced, feeling a little disheartened at the way the three avengers had stiffened at your appearance. you were new to the team, but you’d made such an effort to get to know everybody and that made it hurt even more when you saw that bucky, sam, and peter still didn’t like you.

“i think that’s enough of our ministrations for today.” bucky pried peter from sam’s arms and patted peter on the head reassuringly, if not a little patronizingly. “you’ll get the girl one day. even if that day is far, far into the future.”

as bucky and sam walked off, peter buried his face in his hands. fuck you! he’d been infatuated with you since you first arrived, and watching how quickly you’d bonded with the rest of the team, seeing you in action, and being on the receiving end of your kindness had only intensified his feelings. unfortunately, he only seemed to get worse and worse at interacting with you the more and more he fell. it wasn’t his fault that you were so pretty, and clever, and brave, and thoughtful, and-

from afar, bucky and sam watched as peter drowned in his incompetency. the two of them had been unsuccessfully playing matchmaker for peter since they’d realized his feelings for you—which didn’t take long; the boy wasn’t exactly subtle or good at keeping secrets—and they were fuming.

“i think it’s time to pull out the big guns,” bucky declared, locking eyes with sam, who steeled his jaw in determination and nodded forcefully.

“seconded, brother. tomorrow. at sunrise. operation idiot is officially in play.”

--

“hey doll,” bucky smiled at you charmingly as you rubbed your eyes to rid yourself of any sleep crust and scratched your arm. you hummed at him in half hearted greeting, not conscious enough to recognize (much less reciprocate) his flirting.

you yawned, opening a cabinet to search for the new mug you may or may not have purchased just to piss tony off. of course. he’d placed it on the highest shelf, at the very back, thinking you wouldn’t bother digging around to find it. well, he was fucking wrong.

(the mug. at least, it's my depiction of the mug. u can imagine ur own of course)

you hoised one foot over the countertop to try and find some footing as you jumped up, grounding yourself on your knees and steadying yourself on the marble. bucky chuckled, watching you struggle. he came up from behind you, tugging down at your oversized sleep shirt and making you jump in surprise. you whipped your head around only to find yourself face-to-face with his chest.

“bucky, what the fuck are you doing?” you mumbled, making no effort to push him away. you were too uncaffinated to deal with his antics.

“just being a gentleman.” you seated yourself fully, legs dangling over the counter as you leaned into the warmth of bucky’s chest. even this early in the morning, he smelled like his woodsy cologne and you were tempted to bury your head in his henley and continue sleeping. it was pointless to entertain that daydream. steve scheduled a mandatory training session for 6:15, not thinking much of the time, because he, unlike you, was a morning person.

you could hear the slow trickle of other grumpy avengers shuffle their way into the kitchen. your line of sight was squarely blocked by bucky, and you figured since you weren’t able to see anything anyways, it wouldn’t hurt to close your eyes for just a second, right?

“by the way, your shirt was riding up. i didn’t think you wanted anyone else to see that,” he chided, searching through the top-shelf mugs for the one you were looking for. you could hear faint clicking before your forehead slammed into bucky’s chest and you dozed off.

“are you- did you fall asleep?” bucky cupped your chin softly, admiring your ability to sleep so easily. okay, fine. maybe he was a little jealous.

he set your stupid mug on the counter beside you and wrapped your arm around his neck so he could carry you off your precarious position. you were unaware of your surroundings, still contentedly asleep as bucky gingerly placed you on a couch.

“she’s out?” rhodey raised his eyebrows, sipping his coffee to hide his amused grin.

“yeah. pretty girl’s out.” bucky moved to stroke your hair, sneaking a glance at peter from his peripheral. his grip on the handle of his mug was so strong that bucky could see the veins peter’s forearms bulging. he stifled a laugh. he considered kissing your forehead, but he knew it was too early. the fun had just begun.

as more avengers congregated, the hushed morning whispers had turned into fully voiced complaints and the clattering of utensils as everyone scrambled to fuel themselves before training. you blinked blearily, waking up to the sight of wanda’s face smiling prettily above you. her red hair draped around your face.

“wan?” you groaned, pushing her out of the way so you could sit up and stretch. you slapped yourself a couple times to wake yourself up.

“you’re cute when you sleep,” wanda giggled, kissing your cheek. “you and me and nat should have a sleepover sometime.”

natasha waved you over from a stool at the island. “good morning, sleeping beauty.” she kissed the crown of your head and rubbed your back, looking right over you to make direct eye contact with peter, who quickly looked away. his jaw was clenched. 

“here, have some of my smoothie,” wanda cooed, cupping your cheek with a delicate hand. you mumbled you appreciation as she held her glass out for you; you sipped from her straw under wanda’s watchful gaze. her face was just inches from yours. 

“you know, we technically just kissed,” she joked, poking your cheek. you laughed, her teasing giving you a burst of energy.

“we don’t need any technicalities. you and me. sleepover. i’ll kiss you stupid,” you rebutted, snatching the glass from wanda altogether, slurping away.

the witch bit her lip as she and nat exchanged smug looks. though peter was pretending not to look, his thoughts were so loud that wanda didn’t need to put any effort in to read his mind. peter was furiously. wordlessly, he slammed his green juice on the table and stormed off to the gym.

“what’s wrong with him today?” you were too distracted by your drink to really care.

“i have absolutely no clue,” natasha shrugged.

--

you were half an hour in and you wanted to die and/or curse out steve. he looked perfectly fine even after lapping you twice already. he wasn’t even sweating.

you’d run four miles and a stitch had already begun to creep its way into your side. you clutched your waist, slowing to a jog as natasha made her way over.

“if you’re done running, why don’t we have some fun?” she watched as peter’s punching bag took a harder hit, spinning from the force of his punch when he heard natasha’s suggestive comment. you didn’t pick up on it.

“wanna spar?” you challenged, raising to your toes and getting in her face, moving side to side as if you were swaggering.

“you’re on, sweetheart.”

the two of you were frequent sparring partners. you’d been working together for so long that your matches were more like dances, and you’d gotten so familiar with each others’ patterns that it had forced the two of you to develop new moves and strategies. mutually beneficial.

you moved to wrap your hands, but steve beat you to it.

“allow me,” he motioned for you to sit down as he took your hand in his larger one. the two of you sat in comfortable silence, with the only noise being quiet conversations between breaks and the sound of pants and grunts from the other avengers mid-workout.

“you look beautiful today,” steve smiled, looking up from your hands to admire your face.

“i look like i’ve just run four miles and am about to pass out,” you countered, rolling your eyes. “and that’s because i have.”

steve laughed, even though what you said really wasn’t that funny. you furrowed your brows at him, confused. steve’s sense of humor was mostly dad jokes and outdated references. whatever; it wasn’t like you were about to complain about the supersoldier learning to loosen up.

when he’d finished with his wrapping, he brought your hand up to his lips and kissed the back. you blushed, having not expected such affection from the man who’d torturously forced you awake on a wednesday morning.

“now you be careful in there,” he lectured, wrapping his hand around your head to stroke your hair. you were in the direct line of sight of his biceps, and you couldn’t help but blush. “go easy on natasha. we both know you’re quite talented.”

you felt your face heat up even more and you prayed that your reaction wasn’t visible. “t-thanks, steve. that means a lot coming from captain america.”

peter had stopped punching to watch the interaction between you and steve. steve wasn’t known to be particularly adoring or play favorites among trainees, much less with his fellow avengers, so peter couldn’t help but feel a bubble of resentment swell in his gut. it wasn’t directed towards you, but to steve. peter was fully aware of your talent and ability in the field. heck, you’d gotten him out of tough situations more times than he could count. so what if he was bitter by the fact that steve was able to vocalize those praises to you while he could barely hold a conversation past small talk with you?

it wasn’t fair. you flourished under steve’s reverent stare and seemed to grow taller with each compliment he bestowed upon you. if steve had been interested in you before, why hadn’t he said something earlier? peter had recognized how incredible you were the moment he met you. it wasn’t fair that steve had taken months to reach the same conclusion yet still got the privilege of flirting with you when peter wasn’t even sure if you considered him to be a friend.

he couldn’t control himself as he watched steve held open the ropes and you ducked between them smoothly. he couldn’t help his trailing gaze as your thighs swiftly moved and as your back ducked between the ropes and he couldn’t help imagining what it’d be like if instead of the ring, your thighs were wrapped around his neck and wriggling as he-

nope. he cracked his knuckles, tearing his eyes away. he cursed his earlier self. he should’ve worn darker colored shorts. sam, who was being spotted by bucky as he lifted weights, set the bar down and kicked bucky in the shin. sam pointed to peter, who’d thrown himself into a concentrated haze of pull ups. his spider bite had made pull ups especially easy for peter, and today, he was moving twice as fast as usual.

“oh, he’s jealous alright,” bucky whispered from the corner of his mouth. he raised his eyebrows at sam.

“don’t every worry about it,” sam maintained. “i’ve got the perfect ending planned.”

--

the best part of finishing training was the promised movie night that you and rhodey had negotiated in. you needed a break sometimes, you’d argued, and movie nights were good for team bonding as well as an effective and entertaining way to relax after a gruelling day.

you lost yourself in a steamy shower haze as you brainstormed all the movies you were planning on fighting for that evening. you had originally been leaning towards a horror movie, just to spite steve, who was a strictly romcom fan, but after he’d doted on you in the gym and left you all flustered, you felt like you couldn’t do that to him.

humming a quiet tune to yourself, you went through your normal skincare routine and dried your hair, taking care to keep it protected after ​​it’d been in such a tight updo the whole day. you wrapped yourself in a towel, preparing to change into something more comfortable, before you realized you’d left your favorite set of pajamas in wanda’s room after your last sleepover. no worries, her room was only a few doors down from yours.

stepping into some slippers and into your undergarments, you shuffled your way over to wanda with the towel still tightly wrapped around your body. you weren’t particulary uncomfortable with wandering the halls like this; injuries were an inevitable part of the field and most of the avengers had seen each other in some state of undress when tending to each others’ wounds. it wasn’t inherently sexual.

“wanda?” you called softly, shifting awkwardly so you could knock on the door while still covering yourself. you knocked again, raising your voice.

“m’lady?” came a booming voice from behind you.

“aaah!” you shrieked.

“aaah!” thor screamed.

“aaah!” wanda gasped.

you’d dropped your towel, frightened by thor’s booming voice from behind you. you scrambled to pick it up as thor covered his eyes and dramatically lamented.

“my fine maiden, i have corrupted your modesty!” he boomed, spinning around with heavy thumps of his feet. you tried to comfort him, wrapping yourself up again. at this point, it didn’t really matter. what had been done was done, and you were thankful that you’d at least put on undergarments before leaving your room.

“thor, it’s fine, really, i-”

nat and rhodey stuck their heads out of their rooms at the sound of the god’s loud cries.

“how can i ever repent? a fair lady such as yourself should never have to experience such intrusive exposure!” he wailed. “‘tis my fault, m’lady! i have breached your privacy. this is an egregious act! how ever can i redeem myself? i offer my sincerest apologies.” thor dropped to his knees with a loud thud, eyes still covered.

“‘c’mon thor, it’s all good. we’re all good, okay? apology accepted. you haven’t, uh, breached my, um, modesty. my exposure is not… intruded?” you sunk down to his level and patted his giant arm comfortingly. “there, there.”

thor cracked open his fingers and peered out at your shyly. “really?”

“yep,” you said, popping your p and giving him one last firm pat. you turned to wanda. “can i have my pajamas? please?”

she ushered you into her room and slammed the door shut behind her as natasha and rhodey howled with laughter at the red-faced god of thunder.

--

“…and then, my towel dropped and thor saw me practically naked and he was bawling,” you wheezed, slapping your knee as the avengers around you howled with laughter at thor’s expense. his arms were crossed like a toddler having a temper tantrum, and you slid over to him so you could give him a tight hug.

peter froze, eyes widening as he took in the scene before him. he’d taken some time to clean his room and in the meanwhile, most of the avengers had already gathered for movie night and apparently, you and thor had found time to get naked. he wanted to die.

“it’s okay, big guy.” your arms were only able to wrap around half of his body, but his tense muscles relaxed under your touch. thor glanced over at bucky and caught his wink. thor nodded in understanding.

with a surprised squeak, you found yourself lifted up by two strong hands and placed onto thor’s lap. thor hugged you tightly from behind. “thank you, fair maiden. you are too forgiving. in asgard, you would be championed for your kindness.”

you tilted your head back to meet his gaze. he smiled down at you fondly and patted your cheek. peter, blood boiling, couldn’t bring himself to look away as he watched the two of you cozy up on the couch. he took a seat in the closest open space, which just so happened to be between sam and the end of the couch. sam pursed his lips to hold back his mischievous glee.

you were laughing at all of thor’s jokes. why didn’t you ever laugh at his jokes? oh, that’s right. because he never told any jokes in front of you, because he was too fucking nervous.

tony strutted into the common area, arms laden with bags of candy. he tossed them in the air and they showered the group, some of them hitting heads and some of them falling directly into open hands.

“over here!” rhodey called to you, waving a bag of swedish fish in the air. you groaned, but excused yourself from thor’s cuddles. peter wanted to sink into the couch cushions. all day, the avengers had been hitting on you, going so far as to do you favors and even give you special treatment that they’d never given to anyone else. it was as if suddenly, everyone had come to the startling realization that you were beautiful and incredible and priceless. peter thought it was unfair. he’d been the first to recognize that, but all of a sudden, you were surrounded by admirers who’d stolen you from peter’s lovestricken grasp. the fact that you were so kind to everyone who’d adored you today and had never taken advantage of all their efforts only made him angrier. you were so fucking sweet, and he wanted to punch you in the face because of it.

tony groaned. “don’t start this, rhodey.” he only smirked. you stood in front of rhodey with your arms crossed, a withering glare burning through rhodey’s face as you evaluated his bag of swedish fish.

“i am confiscating this illegal substance.” you held your hand out impatiently. “you are being charged with the posession and use of dangerous substances.”

rhodey popped another swedish fish in his mouth, chewing obnoxiously on the sticky candy.

“oh yeah? and what gives you the right?”

“i- i’m making a citizen’s arrest. this is a threat to public safety! your fumes are contaminating the air, and whatever this-” you grabbed the bag from his hand, “-is, it’s a menace. it should be criminal to enjoy these. god, peter could probably base his web fluid off of whatever’s in this candy—that’s how sticky it is!”

peter’s head perked up like a summoned puppy at the sound of his name, which did not escape the observation of sam and bucky.

“i- yeah! did you know i make my own web fluid?” he blurted to his own mortification.

“i do! it’s so sick, i don’t know how you managed to do that without using fancy stark stuff, it’s so genius! i wish i-”

“alright children!” tony clapped his hands together and rubbed them vigorously. “movie time! sam, it’s your turn to pick out a movie.”

the room erupted in protest. 

“but that’s not even-”

“we’ve never taken turns before-”

“bullshit! you made this up-”

“what is sam blackmailing you with to get you to side with him?”

tony threw his hands in the air. “enough! my tower, my rules. and today, i say that sam gets to pick the movie.” tony sent sam a not-so-subtle wink that sam couldn’t help but snickering at. he grabbed the remote and flourished his hand towards the television for the dramatic announcing of his movie pick.

“ladies, gentlemen, and gods!” thor nodded, pleased. “may i present to you… tall girl 2!”

the reaction was immediate and violent. nobody was happy. well, nobody except sam and bucky.

--

half an hour into the movie, you found yourself intertwined with sam right next to peter, who had been trying his best to fix his eyes on the screen and being pitifully unsuccessful every time. you weren’t oblivious to the negativity radiating off of your seat neighbor, but he’d seemed to be upset with you for the entire day and you weren’t in a confrontational mood. you’d actually found yourself a little entertained by the movie, so when sam had called you over, you’d planned on falling asleep on his shoulder. now, you were holding your breath as you watched jodi humiliate herself in front of the entire cast. 

“pssst,” sam whispered in your ear. you instinctively brought your shoulder up to protect your ear from his tickling breath.

“what?” you hissed.

“i need to tell you a secret.”

“what are you, 12? why didn’t you tell me earlier? we’re in the middle of movie night.”

“i forgot,” he whined, wrapping his arms around you and pulling your flush to his chest. his face slipped into that dangerous combination of the puppy eyes and pout, and as he inched closer and closer to you, you felt yourself cave.

“fine, asshole. what is it?” you grumbled, taking both of sam’s cheeks between your hands and shaking his head back and forth in annoyance. sam swatted your hands away and motioned for you to come closer. you pressed your forehead against his.

to anybody else, the gesture would’ve seemed intimate. to peter, it wasn’t just intimate. it was like a knife to the chest. and having it happen just a few feet from him? that was a twist of the knife. hearing your soft whispers and watching as you caressed sam’s face was like pulling out the knife and letting peter bleed out.

to you and sam, this was a compromising position. not because it held any romantic or sexual significance, but because sam was fully aware that you would not hesitate to head bump him like you’d done last time he’d pulled you in close and tried to tell you a “secret” that ended up being him screaming into your ear. sam was like your irritating cousin that only visited on thanksgivings, but was also the only cousin your age and thus, the two of you were forced to get along. you had a familial bond, and the thought of being romantically involved would make the two of you gag. it felt incestual.

sam slipped a finger beneath your chin. at this point, peter wasn’t even bothering to hide his stare. his eyes were boring into the back of your head, and he prayed that the darkness of the room would hide his obvious jealousy. it did not. his face was very much illuminated by the brightness of tall girl on the television screen.

“what the fuck are you doing?” you whispered under your breath, careful not to breathe too forcefully and tickle sam’s face. he had thrown a mini-fit the last time you’d made that mistake.

“my secret’s about peter,” he hiccuped through his whisper, fighting the urge to break out into a full blown laughing fit.

“peter?” your voice grew higher and sam felt the tremor that ran through your body. he smirked.

“yeah. he’s right there though, so maybe we should talk about this in another room?”

you nodded. peter couldn’t make out anything you were saying, only that you’d agreed to something, and he prayed that it wasn’t about a hookup. fuck the bleeding out and slow death. sam was fully aware of peter’s crush on you—he was the one who encouraged peter to make a move—and here he was, seducing you right in front of peter’s face. he couldn’t tell if he wanted to kill sam or himself more. maybe sam first, and then himself.

“let’s get out of here,” sam said, louder in volume so that the people around the two of you could hear. a small chorus of ooohs and teasing points followed as sam took your hand in his and began dragging you away. you trailed behind him, shooting peter a nervous glance as your mind raced with all the possibilities of what sam wanted to tell you. was he going to warn you that peter hated you? that you shouldn’t sit next to him anymore? that he’d been acting so on and off with you because he couldn’t keep up the facade of tolerating you?

peter bit his tongue so forcefully he thought he might’ve drawn blood. he squeezed his eyes shut, trying to soothe his pounding heart, before jumping to his feet as well.

“sam, what the fuck do you think you’re doing?” he growled, the insecurity of being overheard or watched by other avengers leaving his brain altogether as he met the eyes of the man who’d betrayed him.

“what do you mean, what am i doing? i’m just getting some fresh air,” sam shrugged nonchalongly. “hey man, are you okay? you seem a little worked up.”

peter looked at you apologetically for just a split second before he shoved sam in the chest and sent you stumbling backwards. you stood motionlessly in your spot as you took in the scene before you.

“keep your hands off of her,” peter seethed, poking sam in the chest with such aggression that sam was forced to take a step back. “you- i can’t believe you.”

sam held his hands up placatingly, shaking his head as if what peter was saying was unbelievable. “you never made a move. you don’t own her, peter. you keep saying there’s nothing going on between you two, so i figured it was fine to shoot my shot. unless there is something i’m missing?”

“no, we’re just fr- fuck, no! i-”

you scoffed, tugging on the back of peter’s shirt to move him out of the way. “sam, what did you do? i know you’re behind some sort of meddling, you little shit.”

“nothing, nothing! i was just going to tell you something and then spiderboy got all jealous and bothered.” sam rolled his eyes. “whatever. you guys deal with it. i want juice.”

the common area was silent with the exception of peter’s heavy breathing and a tall girl 2 musical number. you tapped peter’s elbow weakly.

“pete? why don’t we… go somewhere else,” you grimaced as you watched him struggle to compose himself and meet your eye.

“yeah. okay,” he sighed, dropping his head.

you considered taking his hand, but he seemed volatile and you didn’t want to risk agitating him more. instead, you walked in silence to your room as peter followed like a kicked puppy, eyes never leaving the ground.

you held the door open for him and in the darkness, you swore you saw him blush. the only light in your room was the moonlight streaming through your window, and the atmosphere seemed too intimate to break by flipping the overhead light on, so you tapped a small lamp in the corner of the room.

you motioned for him to sit on the bed. he hesitated before sinking into the mattress, dropping his head into his hands while he rested his elbows on his thighs. you sat next to him cautiously, not sure if you should say the first word.

you couldn’t tell much time had passed, but after what seemed like years of silence, he inhaled shakily and blurted, “i’m sorry.”

“i- you don’t have to apologize to me. probably sam, though.” you sighed, kicking your legs back and forth nervously.

“no, i’m- i’m sorry that i interrupted you guys. what you do in your private life is none of my business, and i shouldn’t- i had no right to get upset at you.” he paused, spitting out his next words as if they physically pained him. “or… or sam.”

“it’s okay, you weren’t interrupting much. sam wanted to tell me a ‘secret,’ apparently, and he was just being theatrical. i’m sorry if we disturbed you.”

“i-” peter scoffed and he wasn’t sure if it was because of how ridiculous he’d been acting or how painfully oblivious you were. “he wasn’t going to tell you a secret, he wanted to hook up with you. and i just- i saw the two of you leave and i was so angry.” he turned his torso to face you, and for the first time since his fight with sam, he looked you in the eye. “i don’t know if you know this, but you’re… you’re magical. in every way. and- and i always thought that about you, and i just think that- that you deserve the world.” he ran a hand down his face. “you deserve someone who really cares about you and i didn’t want—and i know it’s none of my business and it’s not my place—but i didn’t want you to be with someone that couldn’t see that about you. i know sam’s a good guy, but he never… he hasn’t been in a relationship in months and he’s not looking for one and i just didn’t want to see you hurt. i didn’t want you to be another girl he sleeps with and then forgets about. because you’re not like everyone else, you know? how could anyone forget about you?”

you stared at him, your jaw dropped. peter closed his eyes as soon as he saw your expression, his face crumpling with devastation. he shook his head as if to clear his thoughts and his mouth parted just slightly, like he was going to say something more, but then he pushed himself off the bed and moved towards the door.

you were outraged. “are you serious right now?” you snapped. “no. no, you don’t get to say all that and leave. sit down. you’re not leaving until we talk this out.” you stood in front of the door, quirking your head as if daring him to object. he didn’t.

when the two of you settled back into your previous positions, you sucked your bottom lip.

“sam and i, huh?” 

peter nodded solemnly.

“sam and i…” you snorted. “never. that’s never going to happen. he’s like, a sticky toddler brother. or the extended family you visit that you’re forced to babysit. god, no. we’d never see each other that way.”

peter was unnervingly still, but you could see his hands clench into fists as you spoke. you slowly moved your hand to hover over his fists, giving him the opportunity to pull away if he wanted to, but he didn’t. you rested your hands over his, prompting his fingers to uncurl and settle down.

“sam wasn’t trying to… he wasn’t going to hook up with me. he was going to tell me a secret about… about you, actually,” you muttered. this time, it was your turn to look away bashfully.

“about me?” peter marveled. he was pretty sure he knew what the secret was. fuck sam. if sam was going to reveal peter’s huge crush on you, he could’ve spared peter all the suffering and jealousy and just tell you outright.

“yeah. he never did though, because…” you trailed off, waving your hands around explainitorily.

“yeah, sorry about that,” peter said, scratching the back of his neck. he opened his mouth to say something at the same time you did. the two of you laughed it off awkwardly, and he swore his heart palpatated a bit when you insisted he speak first. everyone knew speaking first was the lesser choice.

“right. in case i haven’t made it really obvious and awkward and haven’t completely humiliated myself,” he sucked in a harsh breath and fixated his stare on his shaking foot to avoid your gaze, “i like you. a lot. i thought you were so pretty when i first met you, and i never meant to fall for you, but god, whenever i see you talk to the team and every time you save my ass on missions and every time you try and talk to me even when i’m being a cold asshole, i just fall more and more in love with you. and i’ve been so unfair to you—this whole thing is so unfair to you—because i’m just springing my feelings on you after having been so distant and it’s just that… you make me so nervous,” he laughed mirthlessly. “and you’ve got such a- a magnetic presence that nobody can resist and today i watched everybody finally come to the realization of what i’ve known this whole time, that you’re absolutely amazing, and i was so jealous because everybody else could express that to you and i couldn’t. and i know that’s stupid because it’s completely my fault for not being able to talk to you properfly, and-”

“stop. stop, peter- shut up,” you interrupted, grabbing peter’s face and turning it to meet yours. he shivered as your eyes flickered between his; he felt like you had looked right past his hazy nervousness and right into his heart.

peter grimaced, stomach churning, mind blank, and mouth dry. he couldn’t predict, for the life of him, what you were going to say. never had he pictured himself in this situation, so he’d never been able to overthink it and come up with every possible ending. so he just sat there.

you didn’t quite know what to say either. this was not a situation most people found themselves in. there was no precedent.

“i’m flattered,” you started, and peter winced hard. it was a classic frienzone move. “i’m flattered that you think that way about me because i think that way about you and i can’t believe-” you exhaled, shaking your head in disbelief. “this is so crazy. i- peter, you fucking idiot! why didn’t you just-” you tugged at your hair. “god, i’ve been so in awe of you this entire time and i didn’t say shit and you didn’t say shit and now this is where we’re at.” you groaned and threw yourself backwards onto your bed, staring at the ceiling. “i’m so mad at myself,” you mumbled.

peter was baffled. “i’m not following?”

“sorry, that didn’t really make sense, did it?” you propped yourself up on your elbows. “i liked you too, peter. well, not liked. i’ve liked you this whole time and i still do, and i was just too scared to do anything because you’re so smart and witty and everyone loves you and, well, you don’t know me nearly as much as everyone else so i thought you just didn’t like me because you’d never treat me the same way and i know i’m new and that changes the team dynamic so i just thought it was pointless to, you know, pursue anything,” you gulped at peter’s silence. he had clenched his jaw and was staring at the wall wordlessly and unmoving.

 “was i wrong? should i have said something? you still feel that way about me, right? please, peter. say something, please… peter?” you whispered, voice trembling. maybe you shouldn’t have called him an idiot. or swore at him. damn, you really weren’t good at being romantic, were you?

 he turned around, cheeks flushed and eyes glossy, and whispered so softly you almost thought you’d been imagining it. “can i kiss you?”

you blinked. “can you- yes, you fool! com’ere, asshole.” you scrambled to your knees as peter clambered onto the bed and you grabbed the fabric of his shirt and he took your jaw in his hands and he kissed you, oh that boy kissed you stupid.

it was all wandering hands and tight embraces and silent screams of “don’t leave me,” and “i’m here,” and “finally,” and you were breathless and mesmerized when he finally pulled away.

“peter…” you whimpered, and he moved so his back was to the headboard, extended his arms, and spread his legs so you could find a home between his body. when you buried your face into his shoulder and hooked your arms around his, you fought back tears as you cursed yourself for all the insecurity that’d held you back from being here, in his arms, for months. but you were in his arms now, and it felt like you were always meant to be there. your body molded into him, and this time, it was you who was boneless and melting into the arms of another.

peter rubbed your back, likely going through the same thought process, when you spoke up again. “you said you loved me.”

peter sighed, kissing the top of your head. “yeah, i did. is that okay?”

“it’s okay. i want to- are you going to stick around after this? because i want to be able to love you too, and i don’t know if your feelings have changed because so much has changed just now,” you rambled, “but if you’d let me, i really want to love you. i want to love you.”

he twisted his torso so he could meet your eye. “you think i’m going to leave after this? after i’ve been pining after you for months? never. you could never get rid of me. i’m here for as long as you’ll let me be. and if you could love me one day, then damn, i’d be the happiest man in the world.”

he ran his thumb under your eye to catch the tear threatening to spill over. you smiled wobbly at him and with a quick raise of your chin, you pressed your lips to his once more.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

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Moonlight Ch. 13 | Carlos Sainz Jr. x Reader

a/n: hi everybody <3, it's been a while and i'm sorry i've been quite MIA. i'm hoping i can get back into writing again soon! it was quite hard for me to write this chapter, it is a bit more of a snippet-y / filler chapter but wanted to write some fluff for moonlight as the story progresses, i hope u enjoy !!

+ huge thanks to my canadian sunshine @cosmicleclerc for helping with some ideas for the chapter and dealing with me complaining, ilu <3

warnings: literally none just fluff !

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Chapter 13 (4k words)

“Good morning,” The last thing you expect on a Tuesday morning is to see Carlos at your door so early, but there he is, looking far too energetic for your liking. You’re still half awake, dressed in your joggers and tank top, having woken up seconds ago from the doorbell ringing. Carlos doesn’t seem to mind though, already letting himself into your room, breezing past you to go inside. 

Despite having made plans, you were not expecting Carlos to show up to what apparently was almost nine in the morning. He had decided to keep the plan a surprise, which had also included the time you both were to meet. 

“I know we agreed to go out today but I didn’t think you meant this early.” You say, watching him as he sits on the edge of the bed. Carlos simply shrugs at your remark, a smile playing on his lips and you can’t help but roll your eyes playfully. He did always find a way to surprise you. Once you’ve shut the door you head to him, standing in front of him. 

You take your time to look over his attire and you can’t help but smile to yourself. “Was this the master disguise you were speaking about last night?” You ask, walking over to him. He looks up and you can barely see his eyes due to the bill of his baseball cap. 

“Hey, that’s a bit rude.” he says, crossing his arms over his chest with a pout. You would have felt bad if his said disguise wasn’t just a plain baseball cap, a hoodie and blue jeans. 

Your hand reaches over to his cap before you gently push it down, smiling the moment Carlos lets out a yelp. His hands go up to fix his cap but instead you’re taking it off. 

“It's only rude if it isn’t true” You say in amusement and despite your playful teasing Carlos is smiling from ear to ear. Now that you’re closer he takes the opportunity to reach over to hold your waist. His touch sends sparks over your body, as your legs knock into his. You almost stumble over hands instantly going to his shoulders, cap falling on the floor.

“At least I’m already dressed.” Carlos says, looking up at you with a mischievous smile as his fingers gently trace under your shirt. The way he’s looking at you has you burning red and you have to look away. 

“You’re annoying,” you murmur just as Carlos lets go of his hold on you. You move away, pressing your hands to your cheeks for a second, in hopes that the colour would go away. 

“You didn’t tell me you would be here this early, and you haven’t even told me where we are going yet. How am I supposed to know what to wear?” You ask, giving him a small pout before leaning away, planning to go to your suitcase. 

Instead of letting you go though, his grip on your waist tightens as he falls back onto the bed, soon pulling you with him. You let out a surprised groan and in a matter of seconds Carlos is flipping you over so you’re soon on the bed. He’s hovering on top of you, supporting himself with his arms with a wide grin on his face. 

“I told you, it’s a surprise.” He says, slowly letting himself lean closer. For a second you think he might kiss you but he stops just as your lips are almost touching. “Now get ready okay?” 

You end up settling with a shirt and a simple top, changing in the corner of the room with Carlos’ eyes discreetly on you. His eyes burn into your back and the moment you turn around already dressed he’s getting up off the bed, clearing his throat discreetly before shoving his phone in his pocket. 

“Let’s go?” He offers and you nod your head, grabbing your purse before you’re following him to the door. 

Luckily, you both manage to sneak out of the hotel without much commotion, only bumping into Lando who Carlos shoos away before he even gets the chance to tease you both.

It’s once you’re both in the car that Carlos is handing you his phone, asking you to plug in a cafe’s name into the search bar of his navigation app. 

“Heard it’s a nice breaksfast place,” Carlos says as your eyes scan the distance. You understood why Carlos had showed up so early, noticing that the cafe was almost an hour and a half away from the hotel. 

You’re watching the road pass by, leaning your head slightly on the window as Carlos drives. There’s soft music playing from Carlos’ phone and despite the lack of conversation between you both there’s a nice ambience in the car. Carlos looks focused, tapping his fingers softly on the wheel to the beat of the song and you can’t help but let your gaze travel to him instead of the road. 

You both hadn’t talked too much after the night at his, it had ended how you both had agreed. Carlos had dropped you at your doorstep with a gentle kiss to the corner of your lips. You both had lingered a bit, sharing small conversations about work. It was clear none of you wanted the night to end, but you both also understood that you needed some time. 

Meetings in the office were quite limited, and Carlos had different press activities to do whilst he was in the UK so you both barely saw each other. It was only the night before the flight that Carlos and you properly talked, him of course saying that he would pick you up on the way to the airport. 

You thought that was it (which you had been a bit disappointed about), but when you were already in bed and half asleep your phone had begun to ring, loud and clear. 

You had picked up the phone in a hurry, wanting the ringing to end. You remember being a bit annoyed, realising you had forgotten to turn off your ringer as you pressed your phone to your ear. 

“Hello?” You had sighed out, but hearing Carlos’ voice on the other end of the line had surprised you, allowing all the annoyance to seep out of your system, 

“Were you asleep?” Carlos asks, and you can hear the slight guilt in his voice. You smile small at his tone, shifting a bit in your bed as you rub your eyes. For a quick second you check the time before pressing your phone to your ear again. 

“Well, it is one in the morning and we do have to wake up in four hours.” You answered, tone playful and Carlos lets out a breathy laugh and you can almost imagine him nodding his head sheepishly. 

“I know- sorry. I just couldn’t sleep.” Your smile falters a bit at his words, feeling concerned for the driver. You wonder whether he was feeling stressed about the race, or whether something else had happened. 

“Is everything okay?” You ask and the lapse of silence that follows has you a bit more worried. You slowly sit up. “Can I help with anything?” You offer, feeling your heartbeat in your ears.  

“Everything is okay,” Carlos answers and you can hear him take a deep and sharp breath. There’s a nervous laugh that follows after. “It’s not like that,” He explains before saying, “I just wanted to know if you want to go on a date with me?” He asks and the question has you floored. 

“You called me at almost half past one to ask me on a date?” You ask, stunned. You hear a shift from the other side of the line, Carlos probably settling himself in bed too and you can’t help but wonder what it would be like to just lay next to him. 

“I know, I know. We said to wait when we got to Canada, but what if you said no?” Carlos asks and this time you can’t help but let out a soft laugh, endeared by his antics. 

“Well why would I say no?” You counter, pulling the blanket up to your chin as you wait for his answer. 

“Well, you haven’t said yes yet.” Carlos says and you roll your eyes fondly, moving to your side this time. You curl up into yourself, phone still pressed at your ear. 

“You’re really something else.” You murmur, shaking your head. “We can go on a date there. We just need to make sure people don’t recognize you,” You say before Carlos is rambling off on how he had the perfect disguise to hide in plain sight. 

You both stayed up for another hour after. 

The café Carlos had picked was a small hole in the wall styled café, tucked into the corner of the street in the outskirts of the town. It didn’t look much from the outside but the moment you both step in, the smell of freshly baked bread and freshly grinded coffee grounds envelopes you both. 

The café is far from busy, only a few tables being occupied which helps you relax a bit. You notice most of the customers are older in age and you can’t help but smile softly at the sight. Your eyes soon meet some of the staff and you give them a small smile as you and Carlos walk up to the front desk. 

One of the servers gives you a quick smile, heading to you both with two menus at hand. She’s an older lady, with warm features and crinkles by her eyes that only expressed warmth. Carlos is quick to pick up his steps, following the waitress to get to the table first. He heads over to one of the chairs to pull it back, looking over at you expectantly. 

You raise your brow a bit at the gesture, blushing when Carlos moves his hand to urge you to sit. You tuck your shirt in with your hands before sitting, thanking Carlos softly when he pushes the chair in. His fingers shadow your shoulders briefly before he’s going to the other side of the table, sitting down too. 

“Thanks for joining us, my name is Maya,” The waitress says once Carlos is seated. She gently sets the menus in front of you both, “I’ll be your server for the day. We’re not too busy today, so feel free to take your time.” She says with a smile before going over some of the recommendations. 

The menu looks quite simple, but you both politely request for a bit more time after ordering some coffee. You rest your chin on your hand as you eyes scan the menu, humming softly to yourself. You can hear soft chatter from the other tables and the sound of the coffee machine steaming and you can feel yourself relaxing a bit. It was nice to have a little peace before the race week, knowing that it was usually more hectic than anything else. 

You can feel Carlos’ gaze on you, not surprised the moment his hand reaches over to gently tap at your elbow. He’s resting the menu down on the table as he waits for you to look up. “What?” You ask softly when you find Carlos smiling at you.

“Just wanted to say, I am happy we’re finally able to go out,” he says, foot gently poking yours under the table. You smile at his words, nudging his foot back playfully just as Maya comes back, this time with your coffees. Once she takes both your orders and your menus your hands wrap around the coffee cup, blowing off the steam. Carlos does the same, and as you wait for the cup to cool down a bit your eyes continue scanning the rest of the café. 

The café was decorated modestly, a few plants here and there along with some newspapers framed and hung on the wall. It seemed quite local, the rest of the guests seemingly being from the town. You notice Maya and who seems to be the other server chatting up with an elderly woman a few tables down. 

“How did you find this place?” You can’t help but ask Carlos who is also looking around the café. It’s clear that it’s his first time as well, being too interested in the way the wooden floor was built for it to be a place he would be familiar with. 

“The receptionist recommended it to me last night, and was asking for a nice place to have breakfast.” Carlos says before taking a sip of his drink. He lets out a soft delighted sigh, setting the cup down. “Think they recommended a really good place.” He says with a smile and you can’t help but agree, settling a bit more in your seat. 

The food comes by quite quickly, and if the coffee was to say anything, the food was somehow even better. You had ordered a plate of pancakes that was drenched in the best maple syrup you had probably ever tasted and Carlos looked happy too with his own stack of pancakes paired along with some bacon. 

You both chat about everything and nothing all together, hunched over your plates as you exchange small quips. It’s nice and easy and for once you’re not thinking about anyone else apart from the person right in front of you. 

By the time you eat your last bite you’re warm all over from the food and you lean back to your chair, letting out a content sigh. Carlos who’s finishing up his last bite simply watches you with a smile on his lips. 

“All good around here?” You both tear your attention away from each other, soon facing Maya who is already carefully collecting your plates. In response, you bob your head quickly, giving her a wide smile before thanking her. 

“The food was amazing, really.” You say, Carlos being quick to agree with you. Maya simply smiles at you both.

“I’m glad to hear that, it’s nice to see a nice young couple like you two come around. We don’t get a lot of new people, we usually run with regulars.” She says. Carlos and you both share a quick look at eachother when you hear her words. 

For a second you realise you’re both waiting for one of you to correct her, but you’re both met with eachother’s silence. A warm feeling grows in your chest when Carlos breaks his gaze from yours, looking down at his coffee cup with a shy but sly smile. 

“If we lived here we’d definitely be regulars,” You answer instead, laughing softly when Maya waves her hand at you. 

“You’re both too sweet. Is there anything else I can get you?” She asks and despite how full you feel Carlos is butting in, asking for the muffin you had been eyeing on the counter when you both had arrived. Despite your argument of being full Carlos insists anyways, getting you to concede without much resistance. 

Carlos looks far too excited for the muffin, claiming that it isn’t race week yet. He’s careful with cutting up the muffin in half before picking one piece up. You expect him to take a bite but he’s soon leaning forward, resting his free arm on the table before hovering the piece in front of you. 

Your cheeks are burning red when you realise what he’s doing but you lean a bit over the table anyways, taking a careful bite before properly sitting back down. The acidity from the lemon mixes perfectly with the sweetness of the muffin and you can’t help but let out a soft groan. 

“That’s good,” You say as Carlos takes his own bite, eyes going wide, clearly impressed too before he’s going for another. 

You both agree not to tell Rupert that you order a second muffin after.

Before you leave you make sure to leave an extra tip in the jar (since Carlos had foot the bill without saying anything) with a promise to come back if you two were ever back in town.  You’re both so stuffed though that for a moment you consider telling Carlos to turn the car around to go nap in the hotel. You don’t though, not because you don’t want to because you both don’t make it to the car, getting caught up by the window near a small second hand shop next to the café. 

You’re both peeking through the window, looking over the little trinkets. “Let’s go in? We have some time still,” Carlos suggests, bumping his shoulder into yours and you’re soon following him in, hearing the little chime from the door just as it shuts behind you. The shop owner greets you from somewhere in the back and you both greet him back before looking around the store.

The store is like a little treasure chest, the lights dimmed to a warm yellow to match the earthy smell inside. It’s somehow cluttered perfectly, slightly slanted wooden shelves crammed together and delicately holding everything up. 

You’re both looking around when you catch yourself from the corner of your eyes in a mirror. You slowly turn towards it, smiling when you see an oval mirror with a worn out gold frame. You’re focused on the frame, fingers delicately tracing the curves of the metal when Carlos slowly comes from behind you.

You smile at him through the mirror, not missing the way his hand gently goes to rest on your waist. “It’s a cute store,” You say softly, stepping a bit closer towards him so you’re properly side by side. His eyes stay on your reflection as you shift your attention to the other trinkets around the shelves. His fingers gently rub into your side pulling you a bit closer before moving his hand away. Instead of stepping away though he’s taking your hand in his, quietly intertwining your fingers instead. You drift your gaze back to the mirror, eyes meeting Carlos’ again. 

“Let’s go hm?” He murmurs into your ear this time before giving your hand a squeeze. You squeeze his hand back, nodding as you watch Carlos come closer to press a kiss to your cheek. 

The ride to your next destination is much closer this time and his hand stays on your thigh the whole drive there. You try your best to squeeze any information possible out of him but Carlos keeps his lips shut, refusing to tell you what’s next on the list. 

It’s only when you’ve seen three of the same signs along the way that you realise where you’re both heading to, and your suspicions are confirmed when Carlos takes the turn towards the big aquarium sign on the side of the road. It feels all too familiar to ignore the swelling in your chest. 

“Really?” You ask with a small smile and Carlos simply shrugs, glancing over at you. 

“Think it’d be nice no?” He says, knowing exactly the memory that was crossing your mind. 

You remember the summer all too well, the trip to Valencia that your parents had finally let you go on. It was a typical trip for all your friends. Oddly enough, you had never been able to join, your own family trips or plans usually getting in the way. 

That summer though, you had managed to get your parents to agree to let you go, mainly for the fact that Carlos was going. During the past year with Carlos racing more, you two did not manage to see each other much. Despite this, you both stayed attached to the hip (or to say, the phone). Whenever you could you both would talk either through short phone calls or video calls. 

You couldn’t even count the amount of times you or Carlos stayed up late or woke up earlier than necessary just to talk and catch up. Carlos had always been your best friend, but in the first years of his racing you truly realised what that meant. 

The moment you both met in Valencia you had jumped into his arms, legs wrapping around his waist easily as he lifted you up. It’s still vivid, the moment you pulled away to look at him, and the sudden feeling you felt in your chest the instant your eyes met. You had seen it in his eyes too, even caught the little bit of fear in them as he set you down. 

Both of you felt the shift, and suddenly all the teasing from your friends, the jokes of you two getting together felt a bit too real. None of you said anything though, and throughout the next week you both danced around each other. 

It was normal, nothing had changed with the way you both were together. Little gestures that did not seem big before though began to cloud your mind, and drunk moments together had your heart in your throat. 

Despite this none of you made a move. Not when you both were drunkenly singing along and dancing in the club, or even when you both were curled up into each other in the villa for a movie night. 

Nothing happened that summer. Not until the last day when you both had decided to go to the aquarium. 

To be fair, it wasn’t a date, or at least it wasn’t supposed to be one. The whole group had agreed to go visit the aquarium in Valencia, but after a late night with too many drinks, you and Carlos had been the only ones ready to go. 

It wasn’t the best experience. The aquariums were far too bright, the tight and closed spaces with far too many people not being a good mix for two teenages with too strong hangovers. After almost an hour  you both had decided to take a quick break at the side, having found a bit more of a secluded area with seats. 

You remember it clearly, a soft blue glow shining over you both as the fishes were slowly swimming over you. Despite the beauty of it your eyes were shut, the hangover only having grown stronger. You were resting your head on Carlos’ shoulder, his head on top of yours. The soft chatter around you both was somehow lulling you to sleep but you managed to keep yourself awake by focusing on Carlos, who was explaining the different animals that were swimming by. 

“I’m gonna be busy again after the summer,” Carlos had said quietly after a bit, enough to capture your attention and slowly get you to move to look at him. You remember how nervous he looked, fingers twitching as he fiddled with the hem of his shirt. “I’m really happy we got to do this.” He said with a small smile and you had reached over to his hands, holding onto them. 

“I’m happy too, I can’t wait to see you race again though.” You say with a smile as your thumbs slowly rub over his hands. “I’m gonna miss you but we’re going to talk,” You promise and Carlos simply nodded, taking a deep breath. 

“I’m going to miss you too,” Carlos says, and you’re not sure if it’s the way he had said it or if it was the way his eyes were peering into you that you feel a pang in your chest. The world suddenly slows down, the outside chatter nonexistent. 

Carlos slowly guides your hand to his thigh and your heart feels like it's beating out of your chest the moment he slowly moves closer. You don’t stop him though, not when he asks you if it’s okay, or when his lips are practically ghosting yours. Instead you’re moving closer as well, closing the gap between you both. 

None of your friends questioned you when you arrived back at the villa, fingers intertwined with flushed cheeks and reserved smiles. 

“So, jellyfish,” Carlos says once you both pass the security. He’s already pointing to the corner of the first aquarium, gently pulling you by your hand. “Did you know they’re 95% water?” He asks with a smile. 

“I think someone might have mentioned that before,” You answer, not missing the way Carlos’ smile only grew bigger. 

Maybe you were ready to start new again. 

fin.

ch. 14 coming (soon?)

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Can we get a fluff Steve Harrington request where he and the Henderson!reader take Dustin to meet Suzy at a museum and maintain a distance from them and they reminisce about how they started (childhood friends to eventual lovers) and they talk about their future?

this is so cute i'm crying 😭 i got a little carried away hahaha hope i did this justice for u!!

just some stinky stupid face-melting fluff <3 also i imagine this taking place at the natural history museum in SLC, idk when it opened and when they had what and hell i don’t even know if they have a second floor, but you and dustin and steve all road tripped out to utah to visit suzie et. al and took them to the museum for the day on a lil date bc everybody knows utah is the place to BE for fossils!!!!

no warnings, steve harrington x henderson!reader (this one doesn’t have any gendered language/any gendered descriptors, so gn!reader!), ~1.4k words :)

"Alright, kids," Steve sighs, shoving his wallet back into his pocket after shelling out the admission fee for the four of you. He crosses his arms over his chest. "You get two hours on your own, then you meet us back here, you hear me?"

Dustin is glancing around at the other museum guests, his hand tucked in Suzie's, and you smack your brother on the shoulder. He yelps Ow! and fixes you with a glare, rubbing the stinging skin with his free hand.

"Are you listening to Steve?”

"Meet you back here in two hours," Suzie says, smiling, and you nod at her, reaching down to grab Steve’s hand in yours.

"Two hours. If you need more time after that, we’ll set you off again, but I’m so serious. I don’t want your parents killing me because I lost you today, alright?”

“I’m setting an alarm on my watch for an hour forty,” you say, pressing a few buttons on the Casio at your wrist. Dustin and Suzie mutter their understanding and then shuffle off, Suze pulling him toward the stairs. She wants to head to the gemstones first, but Dustin’s protesting faintly about wanting to see the dinosaurs. Their bickering trails off as they get further away from the two of you, you and Steve laughing lightly. 

"God, they're cute," you sigh, and Steve snorts, squeezing your hand. You watch Dustin and Suzie as they disappear around the corner.

"For a couple'a dweebs."

"Harrington," you murmur, glancing up and setting your most accusatory look on him.

"Alright, alright," Steve says, chuckling and bringing your joined hands up and around your front so that his arm is now resting over your shoulder. "They're cute, I guess."

“So, where are we heading first?”

“Well, I think those two nerds are on their way to the gems and minerals exhibit. Wanna go look at some dinosaurs with me, baby?”

“Do you even have to ask, Steve?”

Steve grins and kisses the side of your head, and the two of you wander away from the admissions office, stopping to pick up a map from one of the museum attendants.

“Looks like we gotta go up,” Steve murmurs, bumping his hip against yours to get your attention, then dropping your hand and taking the stairs up to the second floor two at a time. You whine as you trail behind him.

“What, you really want those two beating us back out here? We’ll never hear the end of it. Gotta step it up, baby.”

You roll your eyes at him and hold your hand out, making him take it in his again. You have to walk through a few other exhibits before you make it to Past Worlds, your eyes widening at the sight of all the skeletons in the room. 

“Wow,” you whisper, and Steve hums, seemingly as speechless as you are. “This is insane.”

“Look at that guy,” Steve says, using your joined hands to point at a Stegosaurus. “Bet nobody messed with him back in the day.”

You smile over at him and lean in to kiss him on the shoulder. I love you so much, you think, the look of wonder on his face twisting your stomach into knots.

“Are you guys following us?”

You whirl around at the sound of Dustin’s voice and smile at him from across the exhibit, waving with three of your fingers. The two of them look so at home admiring all of the fossils, it kind of warms your heart.

Steve snorts, immediately bristling at the accusation. “Why would we be following you, asswipe? We thought you were going to see the shiny rocks. We’re on a date, too, here.”

You elbow Steve but you start to laugh, too, at the expression on Dustin’s face. Suzie is laughing, too, leaning up to mutter something in Dustin’s ear. His glare fades, but he rolls his eyes at Steve all the same, putting on a tough guy act that you think is, quite frankly, adorable.

“Alright, well, just. We’re heading down to gems and minerals now. I better not see you losers there.”

Dustin pulls Suzie out of the room, but not before the two of them stop short in front of the Ceratopsian wall and gaze up at it in awe.

Steve scoffs, looks over at you, and you can’t help but laugh even harder at the offended look on his face. “Seriously, where does he get off?”

“It’s his first girlfriend, Steve,” you mutter, looping an arm around his waist and squeezing. “I’m sure if you had an older sister who chaperoned all of your dates at that age, you’d have been a bit sensitive about it, too.”

“At that age, I had had a dozen girlfriends, so.”

“I remember,” you groan. “Vividly.”

Steve purses his lips and leans down to kiss the top of your head. “Aw, baby. You know it’s always only ever been you for me.”

You pinch Steve’s arm and he yelps, jumping back. 

“What was that for?!”

“It’s how I’ve decided to check your ego whenever you say something like that,” you laugh, relishing in the sour look on Steve’s face.

“I thought I was being romantic! I mean, seriously, Henderson,” Steve sighs. “Can you imagine if we’d had our shit together at that point in our lives?”

“What, you mean, like, if we’d figured out we were in love with each other before our senior year of high school?”

“Exactly,” Steve says, smiling softly at you. “Imagine all those years we would have had together.”

“Yeah, but, Steve - as much as I love holding your hand and kissing you and all that stuff, and as much as I want to do it for the rest of our lives - you’ve always been my best friend. So, you know, I’m alright with when we got our shit together.”

There’s a brief, comfortable silence, and then Steve smirks at you. “You want to do this for the rest of our lives?”

Your face flushes. “You know I do, Steve.”

The grin on his face widens and he leans down to kiss you deeply, and you let him for a few moments, before pushing your hand against his chest.

“There are quite literally children here, Harrington,” you murmur, carefully shoving him off of you.

“Yeah, but I’m lovin’ on my baby,” he laughs, and you groan at him, twisting your hand into his hair and scratching gently. “And my baby wants to love on me for the rest of our lives. That’s the kind of stuff you gotta celebrate, you know? With kisses.”

You shake your head but the smile growing on your face betrays you. You let him lean back in to plant a few short, quick kisses on your mouth before you slip your hand into his again and pull back.

“I do love you, Steve Harrington,” you say. 

“I love you too, sweet thing,” he replies. “I always have.”

You groan and point a finger down your throat, fake gagging at the two of you, and Steve laughs, throwing his head back.

“Enough outta you. More dinosaurs?” Steve tugs on your hand, but you shake your head, and he drops it, backing off to go check out some of the older fossils while you stay put in the Jurassic period. You can’t help but watch him from across the room, studying the way his face gets all pinched when he reads something he thinks is cool, the way he has to squint to see the fossils high above his head. You smile at the thought of how many more museum dates the two of you have ahead of you.

He glances over and catches you staring, blows a kiss at you and laughs when you blush, before going back to reading the information boards in front of the exhibit he’s checking out.

After a while, you meander back over and lean into him. He throws an arm across your shoulders and steers you to a large fossil on the opposite side of the exhibition.

“Woah.”

“Right?”

“Huge,” you agree. The two of you stand there in silence, both heads cocked to the side, studying the dinosaur carefully.

You feel a buzz at your wrist, so you check your watch and furrow your brow. You’d been wandering around the museum for almost two hours already?

“Steve,” you mutter, glancing around. No red EXIT signs in sight.

“Yep,” he replies, popping the p, staring straight up at the Allosaurus.

“How the fuck do we get out of here?”