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[ofdamnation]

muse  :  zhang  jian  ,  26  ,  heterosexual  . closed  starter  :  for  @wasteslands​  . possible  connections  : f / nb  .

          ‘  i’m  not  gonna  ask  you  again  ,  where  is  he  ?  ’

[i2sunric]

MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT (p.js)

pairing: ceo!jay x reader (f)

summary: when the stress caused by his high working position and the little nights of sleep start affecting jay, he can’t think of anything better than taking you in every surface of the house.

warnings: 5% plot 95% smut. missionary, rough sex, unprotected sex (don’t be silly, wrap your willy), fingering, blowjob, cream pie, slight cnc (but not really), pet names (doll, pretty, baby), reader calls jay ‘daddy’, overstimulation, orgasm denial, mean!dom jay, deepthroat, aftercare. lmk if more. NOT PROOFREAD.

wc: 4.0k

published: 25th May 2024

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a/n: ok, there was another whole sex scene but i didn’t want to overdo it so here ya go. LIKE & REBLOG TO SPREAD! & let me know your thoughts <3

Jay was beyond exhausted and he was sure that hadn’t he been that kind, he would’ve strangled someone. 

Not only did he have four meetings in the span of twelve hours but he also had a painful hard-on since lunch time that he still hadn’t dealt with.

He could’ve taken care of it in the car, but the thought of coming home and sleeping beside you was more tempting than whacking off. 

As soon as he entered the house, Jay dropped his working bag that hit the floor with a heavy thud. Unbuttoning his shirt, he walked to the kitchen and hung it on the side of the chair. 

He headed to the cupboard and took out one of his dear glasses that his father-in-law had gifted him for your wedding anniversary. He took the bottle of Whiskey beside it and poured plenty. 

Jay rested his back against the countertop and sighed heavily,

slowly sipping the drink until its content was gone. Feeling slightly better, but not as much as to forget the evident bulge making his pants feel a few sizes tighter, he left the kitchen and walked to the living room.

“Jay?” Your hoarse voice snapped him out of his thoughts, he looked at you standing in front of the sofa where you were just sleeping, waiting for him. Your hair a little messy while you rubbed your eye. You were wearing one of his old shirts, not even bothering to put a pair of pants on. 

You looked so perfect, like an angel that went to earth just to save him— and so his to ruin. 

Jay walked toward you without even caring about anything else and took your chin in his grasp, pulling you into a hungry kiss. 

You hummed in surprise, your sleepy mind still slow in processing what was happening, but soon enough you kissed him back.

He pushed you down on the couch again, making you lay as he got on top of you “Are you doing to make daddy feel better?” He asked in a husky voice. 

You knew exactly what he meant, his hips rocking against yours, rubbing the bulge on your clothed core. He was stressed, he needed something to relieve it, something to make it feel better— and you were down to help him, even if it meant giving him your body.

“Yes.” You breathed out “Want you to feel better, daddy.” 

“Good girl.” He groped your breast through the fabric of the loose t-shirt, groaning when he felt your nipples harden, no bra to stop his palm to feel them “You know what’s next, don’t you?”

You nodded and opened your legs, wider, making room for him to kneel in the middle.

Jay raised your shirt, making it rest just below your chin, your tits on full display. Now, his cock twitched in his pants, already sensitive from being neglected for so much, just the sight of you under him was enough to make it leak with precum. 

“Mine.” He murmured, one hand sneaking up to wrap around your neck. You raised your head slightly and his lips found yours in a hungry kiss.

Jay bit down on your bottom lip, not enough to draw blood but enough to make it pulse. 

His hand went down to grasp your thigh, opening it wider. You bucked your hips, your clit rubbing against his own thigh. 

Jay chuckled “So needy. Do you need me that much, baby? All worked up already?” He bent down and raised your hips, removing your panties and throwing them on the floor.

You were already so wet it was ridiculous, slick dripping down the sofa “Jay.” You breathed out. 

“Yes, baby?” He asked, raising his glance to look at you “Use your words.” 

You bucked your hip, needing something to release the bothering feeling between your legs. 

Jay tsked “Say please.” You looked into his eyes, so desperate “Please— feels so uncomfortable.” 

He smiled “I’ll fix that.” He leaned back down, pushing your thighs apart. He started pressing hot, open mouthed kisses all over your inner thighs, right above where you needed him the most. 

“So pretty.” Jay whispered and then gave one kitten lick to your clit, tasting you. You gasped, your head thrown back already. 

As he started licking, sucking on your wet folds you sneaked one hand behind his head, grasping his hair “Oh, lord.”

He pulled away, his eyes dark. "Not lord. Jay.” Then he dived again between your legs. 

Jay’s tongue darted out, tasting you. Slow, long licks, taking his savouring you.

 “Yes!” You exclaimed, bucking your hips, making his nose hit your clit. “Stay still," He ordered. "You're being a naughty girl, baby." 

“Mh— I’m sorry.” You said, looking down at him “I think I’m gonna have to punish you.” He spanked your thigh, making you whimper.

Jay grinned feral and licked agai. “I’ll stop if you keep moving, understand?”

You nodded, trying your best not to move your hips “Yes.”

“Good girl.” He murmured and then licked a long strap from your bud. 

However, as he licked a certain spot, your hips bucked up again. Jay pulled away immediately, frowning "Didn’t I say to stay still, doll? Didn’t I?"

“M’sorry.” You said “Feels so good.” Jay cooed "I know, baby." He spanked your thigh again. "But you keep moving. Don’t you wanna be good?"

Another whimper left your lips, the red mark of his finger forming on your skin “Wanna be good for daddy.” 

"Yeah? Then behave, or I'm gonna leave you like this." Jay said, his breath hot against you. "Don’t move." He threatened.

He stuck his tongue back on your clit, licking slowly. You grasped the fabric of the sofa, keeping your hips glued to it. 

Jay kept his licks slow, occasionally inserting his tongue just to pull it out right away “Look at you,” He spat on your pussy “Being so good for me.” 

You moaned out “Jay,” You said “Jay, don’t stop.”

And he didn’t, working you harder, wanting to pull moans out of you “You like this?”

You moaned when he sucked on your sensitive bud “S’good.“ Your eyes squeezed “I’m gonna—“

As you pronounced those words, his tongue detached from you, he raised himself, licking his lips.

You squirmed, a disappointed sound leaving your mouth “What's wrong, baby?” He asked, rubbing his thumb on your inner thigh.

“Was close.” You pouted while Jay just grinned “I know, doll.” 

"Then why'd you stop?” You whined. 

Jay tsked "Y/N, you don't get to talk back to me like that. Don’t you remember what I said? I was going to punish you for moving."

You nodded and closed your lips before you could anger him any further. Jay smiled slyly and moved to stand in front of your face, unzipping his pants, removing both them and his boxers.

“You know what to do, baby.” He said, caressing your cheek with his thumb. You looked so pretty, all ready just to be used by him. 

You completely laid on the sofa and turned your head to face his red tip, so hard. You gave it a small lick and kisses. 

You knew he was just letting you do that, he was the one in control anyways. 

You maintained eye contact with him as you took him in your mouth, trying to fit his whole length inside your throat. 

"Oh, baby—“ His head leaned back, his hand gripping your hair firmly. “You're so pretty like this."

However, your movements were slow and steady, not the kind of blowjob you knew Jay liked. 

He groaned and pulled you away by your hair. "Stop it.” He reprimanded, looking down at you. "You always have to push it, huh?"

Jay slapped your tit, making you whimper out “You wanna be a brat, mh? You like the feeling of my hand on you?"

You nodded, rubbing your thighs together, desperate to soothe the aching feeling between them.

Jay leaned in, tugging your bottom lip with his teeth. “Use your words, baby." You hummed “Yes daddy, like it.” 

Jay gave you one of his killer smirks before pressing his tip back on your lips, making you open up as he pushed himself back inside your warm mouth. 

He gripped your hair, using you to seek pleasure, his hips bucking back and forth. 

“Yeah, just like that.” He gave one rather big thrust, hitting the back of your throat and making you gag.

It wasn’t like he wasn’t used to you gagging, but that one was stronger than the others and he was worried, so he pulled himself out, not wanting to hurt you. 

He pulled gently on your hair, forcing you to look up at him.

"You okay, doll?"

You took a deep breath and just smiled up at him, wrapping your lips back around his throbbing cock. 

Jay let out a small growl, “Such a good girl for me.” He kept his hand behind your head, bucking his hips. 

He could see spit coating your chin, falling down the floor onto his discarded clothes but he didn’t mind. Not when you looked so straight out of a porn, the squelching sounds of gagging and spit filling the room. 

“Yes,” He panted, speeding his thrusts “Just like that.” You looked up at him and gripped his hips, trying to steady yourself as he used your mouth to jerk off.

Jay’s breaths were coming out as gasps, his hand gently rubbing on your shoulder to make you lay back better. He pulled out and walked to stand behind your head. 

Your head was barely on the sofa “Open up.” He said, his body hovering on yours for a deepthroat. 

You opened your mouth and soon felt his whole length down your throat, you tried your best not to gag, tears threatening to roll down your  cheeks. 

Jay groaned, twitching inside your mouth. His fingers went to pinch your nipples as he began to move again, slower that time. 

Your eyes rolled back, gagging and breathing through your nose, his balls gently tapping against your nose every time he thrusted. 

Jay put one hand on your throat, feeling his cock moving underneath the skin. He twitched inside you, already so close. 

He slapped your tits one more time, watching as his fingers’ marks appeared on your chest. 

The humming sound you let out sent vibrations through his whole body, making him cum right there. 

His warm seed slowly dripped down your throat, the bittersweet taste making you moan around it. 

Jay pulled out as you took a few deep breaths, looking up at him through glossy eyes and spit coated face. 

He leaned down, his thumb wiping the corner of your lips. "So pretty like that." He mumbled, pressing a kiss to your lips

You gave him a sloppy kiss “I need to clean you up.” He stated, raising himself and walking into the kitchen.

You waited there, laid on the sofa, but the aching feeling between your legs still hadn’t gone— if not, it was stronger than before. 

You pushed yourself up and followed him shortly, hugging his back as you saw him taking a cloth from the drawer. 

Jay smiled warmly and turned around to hug your waist, placing a small kiss on your head “You good?” He asked gently.

You just looked up at him and took one of his hands that rested on your waist to guide it down until it reached your heat. 

He raised a brow, his fingers slowly circling your clit “What do you want, doll?” His tone was low again. 

“Want to cum too.” You rested your head on his chest, your breath growing heavier. 

Jay started rubbing a tiny bit harder, his free hand running through your hair. "You need it, baby?"

You nodded, your hand grasping his forearm to steady yourself and not jerk away as he rubbed your sensitive bud. His hand, instead, went to raise your chin, making you look up “Want me to help you?”

“Please Jay,” You pleaded, your eyes glossy “Be a good girl this time.” 

You bit down your bottom lip, humming “Yeah? Gonna behave for daddy?” His hand sped up, his thumb applying pressure over that sensitive spot.

You bucked your hips in response, feeling the knot tightening inside your stomach “Shh, baby. Take what I give you.” 

Jay’s eyes were focused on you, watching your every reaction. his other hand moved to cradle the back of your head, keeping you focused on him. 

As his fingers kept working on your sensitive bud, your mouth fell agape "Keep your eyes on me, baby," He whispered. "Look at me, not away from me." He said, starting to speed up.

You fought to keep your eyes open not to anger him and make him deny you another orgasm as pretty moans fell from your lips like music to his ears. 

Your hand went to grasp his muscled forearm, your whole body trembling as the knot in your stomach snapped, making you fall apart.

Jay’s fingers slowed down when you trembled, bringing you back to reality. He pulled you into his arms, holding you close as you were still trembling. "There you go, I’ve got you. He whispered against your hair “Did so well for me”. 

As you slowly came down of your high, you looked up at him with glossy eyes, your euphoria still lingering, sending small shivers through your body. 

Something primal awoke inside his gaze “Lord.” He groaned, pulling you into a heated kiss.

His hands ran down your spine, resting on the small of your back, keeping you as close to him as possible.

You wrapped your arms around his neck and tiptoed to reach his height. 

Jay’s hands ran up your back, his mouth finding your neck. He started nibbling. "Mine," he mumbled. "So mine." His hands left your back to grab your thighs, lifting you up.

Jay turned you around and placed you on the countertop; He was devouring you, his teeth grazing your skin as he sucked and bit on your neck.  

You could feel him harden against your inner thigh as his hands travelled down your chest to squeeze your tits, twirling and pinching your nipples.

You moaned when he claimed your mouth again, your own hand moving to pump his shaft “Fuck.” He groaned, bucking his hips forward. 

“You look so good on my counter.” He said, his breath coming out into puffs. His hips kept rocking forwards, fucking your fist. 

“Want to make you feel better, daddy.” You murmured against his lips, your voice so innocent and weak made his cock twitch. 

Jay’s fingers curled around your chin, holding you still “Want to make daddy feel better? Want to be a good girl—Shit.” He groaned “For me?”

“Yes, daddy.” You breathed out, the mushroom tip teasing your entrance “Please, I’ll make you feel good.” 

Jay hummed, removing your hand from his cock to kiss you deeply again “I know baby,” His lips brushed your bottom lip “You always do, mh?” He fisted your hair, “Daddy’s good girl.” 

Jay patted your thigh and you complied with his wishes, wrapping your legs around his waist. He lifted you up as if you weighed nothing and hurried upstairs, not wanting to waste more time. 

He kicked the door of your bedroom open while your lips were still attached and gently laid you on the bed. He pulled away to stare at your figure, so pretty just for him. 

He crawled on top of you and trailed kisses all over your naked body, not leaving even one spot untouched by his lips “So gorgeous.” 

His lips trailed down your collarbone to your chest, licking your sensitive nipples and then down your stomach until he was about to reach your clit— His phone ringtone started ringing all around the house from downstairs, the quiet of the night not leaving any doubt. 

Jay groaned, resting his head on your hip. He was a very composed person and set a different ringtone for all of his contacts so that he knew who was calling. It couldn’t be ignored since that classical music belonged to one of his most important foreign partners.

"Do not move." He warned, getting out of bed and disappearing into the hallway.

You waited for him, laying on the bed. You took the time to relax a little from your previous orgasm, staring at the ceiling. 

Jay came back around ten minutes later, his whole aura darker than the one he had when he first stepped in the house.

His brows were knitted and he closed the door, dangerously slow. He crawled on the bed and spread your legs open. 

You watched him through puzzled eyes but Jay didn’t even spare you a glance as he aligned himself to your entrance and thrust himself inside without even a warning. 

A pained whimper left your mouth, your eyes squeezing and body growing rigid. You weren’t exactly as wet as you were ten minutes before and his cock wasn’t exactly small, so the stretch was painful. 

“Y/N.” He whispered against your skin, not moving as you clenched around him. His breath was hot on your skin, his fingers running up the side of your waist in a soothing way "Needed this.” 

Jay started moving, slowly, he sighed and pulled away so he could look down at you “Relax baby, you need to relax.” 

Your walls kept clenching and sucking him in, the pain spread all over your lower region, making you choke out a gasp. 

He groaned when he heard you gasp, but he was too focused on his own relief to pull away. "So good, baby." He panted.

Jay’s hands moved up your sides, trailing feather light across your skin “Sorry, just—“ His eyes squeezed shut “Just take it.”

He kept pounding inside of you, rubbing slow circles on your clit to help you relax. When the pain subdued to the pleasure, you let out a moan.

“That’s it, doll.” He groaned “So good.”

“Jay,” You breathed out, your hands going to scratch his back, your hips moving with the same rhythm as his, making you two a single person.

He twitched inside of you “Christ, Y/N— Say that again.” You rolled your eyes back as he hit a certain spot “Jay!” 

"That's my girl," He said huskily, “Yeah, baby." His hands gripped your hips and pressed him close to you “Need to be closer."

Your breath was coming out in pants “Feels so deep.” You murmured and Jay placed one hand behind your head, grasping your hair and lifting your head. 

Jay made you watch himself go in and out, his shaft disappearing just to reappear, making you moan “See?” You reached out your tummy and pressed where you could see the shadow of his bulge, the moan that escaped his lips made you clench around him. 

“My perfect girl.” Jay cooed and then let go of your hand, making it fall on the pillow. He gripped both of your hips and quickened his pace, rutting inside of you at an animalistic speed. 

His chest pressing into yours. "Take my fucking cock." he groaned, his hips moving faster “Good?"

You just nodded, “Fuck— Mh, daddy.” He slapped your pussy, sending shivers all around your body “No cursing.” He nagged, making you whimper “Sorry.” 

“S’okay.” He reassured, slapping another time your pussy just to see you quiver underneath him “Close?” 

You nodded again “S’close— Don’t stop.” You pleaded, your own hand moving down to circle your clit. 

It didn’t take much for you to cream his cock, your walls clenching so hard around him as your body shuddered.

"Yeah," He told you, his fingers digging in your hips, keeping you pinned down. "There you go," He mumbled.

However, Jay’s thrusts never faltered, if not he moved faster, chasing his own release. He looked down to see the white circle of cum around his cock, his head thrown back in pleasure.

Your whole body shook in overstimulation, “Jay,” You panted, trying to push his chest away “T-too much.” 

His hands stayed pressed into your hips, holding them down into the mattress. "Shh, baby," he groaned. "You can take it, I know you can.” 

You shook your head, your toes curling as a broken whimper left your mouth “Just a little more.” 

Jay pressed a small kiss on your earlobe, whispering “So good, you feel so good.” Your mind was hazy, your eyes closed with the amount of pleasure you were receiving. 

But Jay still didn’t fall apart, his release was close but he was doing his best to hold back. 

Your legs were tired so you wrapped them around his waist, your nails digging in his back, making you moan out “Ngh— J-Jay.. I can’t.” Tears pooled your eyes, threatening to fall out. You felt another knot tighten in your lower belly, your mouth falling agape. 

Jay noticed your body language and smirked, his thrusts so fast and rough the headboard slammed against the wall, along with the sound of skin slapping and the wet noises from your pussy. 

Your back arched from the mattress, your body shuddering as you reached your third orgasm of the night. 

At the same time, Jay’s mouth formed an ‘O’, his own seed filling you up. His thrusts slowed, pumping you full of his cum, not even letting a single drop fall out. 

You were a moaning mess, shivers rocking through your body “Shh,” Jay cooed, running his thumb on your sweaty cheek “I’ve got you.” 

He held you close to himself, waiting for you to come down of your high. He gently kissed your lips, breathing each other. Your bodies mended, melting together just like your souls. 

You then pulled away, looking at him with glossy and teary eyes, your cheeks flushed and hair sticking to your neck from

the sweat. 

Jay smiled softly, “My love.” He murmured, pressing a featherlight kiss on your brow “My girl.” 

You smiled back at him, “Better now?” You asked, your voice hoarse. 

He chuckled and raised himself from your body, reluctantly peeling his skin away from you “You always make me feel better.” 

After a warm shower, filled with massages and small making out sessions, both you and Jay were laying on the bed, the light rays of light belonging to the early morning hours entered from the curtains. 

You rested your head on his chest as his fingers slowly trailed up and down your back. 

“I really don’t want to go to work.” He murmured, his nose filling with the smell of your shampoo “Don’t go.” You said back, “Stay with me.”

Jay shook his head “I can’t.” He placed a small kiss on your head. 

“Why not?” You frowned “Just one day.” He pulled you closer, hugging your arm. “I have an important meeting today.”

You sighed “You always do.” Jay chuckled at your words “You want to know why I’m enduring so many working hours?” 

You nodded, looking up at him “Why? Money, it doesn’t miss in your life.”

“No, it doesn’t.” He smiled “But I never know how the company will go in the future, it may fail or go bankrupt and I want to save enough money to let our children have a good life.” 

You widened your eyes, raising your head from his chest “You said our children.” 

Jay pecked your lips “I did.” You blinked faintly, “You want to have a family with me?” 

He took your face in his hands, gently rubbing his fingers on your cheeks “First, I want to marry you.” He placed one kiss on your forehead “Then, I want to have a baby with you, or maybe two.” He kissed your nose, “And at last I want to grow old and grey with you.”  He kissed your lips deeply.

“I want a life with you, Y/N. You’re the only one that can make me feel alive.” And it was then, the moment you swore to never leave Jay’s side, no matter the complications that occurred.

[redwinelew]

you're my best friend | lewis hamilton | [1/3]

social media au. black!actress!reader

summary — you and lewis have been the best of friends for years but the world thinks there might be something more. until.... (read part two here)

face claim — taylor russell | song — you are in love by taylor swift (taylor's version)

warnings — fluff (for now, more angst in the future lol), inconsistent timeline, lmk what else i missed

author's note — as always pls ignore the dates, time, likes, rts etc i really can't be bothered to change them 😭😭

all pictures taken from pinterest. credit to owners.

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lewishamilton happy birthday to the girl who always puts the biggest smile on my face. i love you sweetheart.

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user1 the caption is so fucking insane lmfao

user2 show this post to someone who doesn't know who they are and i bet that person will most definitely that they're dating

user3 user2 ???? are friends not allowed to wish each other happy birthday now or did i miss something

user2 user3 not with that kind of caption no you don't lmfao

francolapinto happy birthday ynln !

ynln francolapinto thank you franco!! ❤️❤️

user4 they're just friends yall they've been friends for years pls

user2 user4 uh huh yeah sure jane

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user2 user5 can't i'm too nosy

user5 user2 ok yk what what's kinda valid

user6 thank god they're just friends actually cause otherwise the age gap would be insane

user7 user6 1) none of your business if they're dating or not 2) she's a grown 30 year old woman???? istg why can't yall just let ppl be happy

chappellroan happy birthday baddie

ynln chappellroan *totally not freaking out that my fave singer just wished my happy birthday* thank u queen!!

user8 ynln bestie that is SO real of u

ynln you're extra sappy today

lewishamilton ynln it's your birthday of course i'm sappy. i'm always sappy for you.

ynln lewishamilton loser

lewishamilton ynln just for you

user9 ynln lewishamilton i'm gonna jump off a cliff

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ynln i was lucky to have been there during your glory days, but i think i was even luckier to get to support you through one of the most difficult moments in your career and maybe even your life back in 2021 because i know that those dark days would not last forever. i hope you know that you deserve every bit of this win, my darling angel. i love you so much lewishamilton.

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user1 i feel so normal about this caption

user2 what kind of friends call each other sweetheart and my darling angel

user3 user2 ikr like atp they're def oblivious

user4 user3 or maybe they're just scared to confess bcs they don't want to ruin their friendship

user5 user2 there's no way that they're dating like have u guys seen his dating history? he likes older women (nicole, shakira). yn is only 30. maybe they really are just friends

user6 user5 yeah now that u mention her age...... kinda weird to ship them idk

user7 user6 girl she's a grown ass adult woman tf are u on about 😭😭

zendaya send my congrats to him ❤️❤️

ynln zendaya i will!!

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— thank you for reading! part 2 is coming soon <33 as always reblogs and feedbacks are always appreciated!!

[love-belle]

you're losing me !!!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ in which she's losing him and he's not fighting for her either.

or

for when you lose someone you thought you'd spend your lifetime with. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

social media au // max verstappen x fem!reader

sequel - i hope i never lose you ⋆·˚ ༘ *

warnings - language

author's note - my heart broke while writing this :// still, i hope u like it!! lmk if u want a part ii though i'll write it anyway. i love you, thank you for reading <3

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yourusername when the flowers that we'd grown together died of thirst

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very happy that we managed to put the best bits together for qualifying today! great work by everyone in the team redbullracing & hondaracingglobal 👏

looking forward to be racing again tomorrow 👌

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f1newzzz formula one driver, max verstappen and singer/songwriter y/n y/l/n called it quits on their engagement, source close to the pair claimed. "they just wanted different things, their goals weren't aligning," the source explained, "marriage had seemed like the picture perfect ending at that time, when max had proposed, but in the long run, they both would've been very unhappy." though the exact reason for their split isn't very clear, many speculate that it was actually verstappen who ended their 11 month engagement. for more details, click on the link in our bio.

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username ur telling me that the woman who wrote "your past and mine are parallel lines, stars all aligned and they intertwined" about her man wanted "different things"??????? ok.

username max i just wanna talk ☺️☺️☺️

username no bc they were so in love everyone could see it

username she did not write "i don't wanna look at anything else now that i saw u" for u to write this fucking shit post

username "she's been my rock, my biggest supporter, my proudest fan and im very grateful for her, forever will be. i don't deserve her and i don't know what good i did to have her in my life but im very glad i do" NO WAY HE BROKE UP WITH HER

username idk man if u write 3+ albums about someone and stuff like "all that u ever wanted from me was sweet nothing" or "all's well that ends well to end up with u" the universe should it impossible for u to break up

username just a daily reminder that u should drink rat poison before falling in love bc it never works out

username the day i stopped believing in love

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yourusername you're losing me is finally yours. this is easily the most vulnerable, heartbreaking, raw and personal song that i have ever written and sharing it with you all is like sharing a big piece of myself. you are, at some point in their life, at a place where you're begging someone to love you the way you love them and i think that's a saddest thing someone can do, i've been there. this song is a messy compilation of my feelings, my thoughts and the enigma in my mind, i hope you like it. and finally, to that one person, thank you for being my forever. it was real.

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username I WOULDN'T MARRY ME EITHER A PATHOLOGICAL PEOPLE PLEASER WHO ONLY WANTED YOU TO SEE HER

username the way we went from "i'd marry u with paper rings" to "i wouldn't marry me either"

username DO SOMETHING BABE SAY SOMETHING

danielricciardo in awe of you and your talent 🤍🤍🤍🤍

-> yourusername danny i heart you

username no bc what really hurts is that throughout her albums and songs she's always been like "i can't wait to marry you!!!!" like from lover and paper rings and now it's hinted that max didn't wanna marry her and the way she's trying not to blame him by saying "i wouldn't marry me either"

-> username "she would've made such a lovely bride what a shame she's fucked in her head" to "i wouldn't marry me either"

username the way that some people were saying that they got married secretly and the whole time they were broken up and she still continued to act like everything was fine like my heart's hurting for her

username "thank you for being my forever, it was real" IM CRYING IH NY GKD

carmenmmundt the most talented person i know 🤍 i love you so much y/n/n

-> yourusername you own my heart 💌

username the 1 is gonna start hitting different now

-> username "it would've been fun if u would've been the one"

username her heartbeat in the song i died.

username thinking about "he didn't try at all though" vs. "do something babe say something"

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Hi!! Saw ur taking requests, do you mind making some hcs for how a queerplatonic relationship with aven would be like? Demiro/ace aven is so dear to me, and being on the grayromantic spectrum myself, I really wanna just like, have this super deep bond with him where we're both each other's most important person without a doubt and physically affectionate but not like, romantic if u know what I meann (plus, I think a platonic relationship that goes past friendship and full of care would help him so much)

but I understand a lot of ppl aren't aware of how qpps work, so it's ok if you ignore this!! <3

ANON. ANON I LOVE YOU. YOU GET IT.

As someone on the aroace spectrum (I’m like 90% sure I can’t romantically love people; I only experience infatuation for three months at most before realising that I actually only want a close friendship 💀) I love love love this take on Aventurine and I’m so happy you’re asking me to do hcs on this !!!

This turned out a LOT longer than I planned and became like a whole story not just headcanons HELP I’m sorry bro I hope you don’t mind 😭😭🙏🙏 At the start it’s not even about being qpps it’s just about him learning to tolerate you that was not on purpose I apologise deeply, I promise the hcs come in at the end 💀

Queerplatonic Aventurine x Reader Headcanons

CW: queer dynamics, cursing, Aventurine’s messed up perception of people around him, Aventurine in general tbh (he's toxic I'm gonna be so real 😭), brief mention of sex but nothing actually happens, very soft and sweet (mostly), a lil bit of hurt/comfort, small mention of his sexual trauma towards the end, gender-neutral reader

Lmk if I missed anything !

Also sorry anon I forgot you specified demiro/ace he ended up basically just purely aroace 😭 I hope that doesn't matter too much </3

You’re not like everyone else, Aventurine realises quickly when he meets you.

Most people he surrounds himself with are closed off and guarded, but you are, surprisingly, not. In fact, your honesty is a bit… disarming. So complete he finds himself at a bit of a loss.

He thinks he doesn’t like you at first. He can’t avoid you, as you’re integral to this new project he’s working on, but he wishes he could. Something about you is deeply off-putting. He knows it is the way you never lie.

You’d think total honesty would be a weakness. He knows it would be for him. If he laid out all his cards on the table, he wouldn’t last another day. But the way you always leave yourself open is a new kind of defence in itself that he has never seen anyone else utilise before. When he tries to pry information out of you, you flatly tell him you can’t tell him that, that you know what he’s doing. You’re blatantly putting up barriers with him, and it drives him mad because usually, he can do a push and pull but that doesn’t work with you. It’s hard to be sneaky when you see right through him and stop him.

One day you tell him you would like to grab a coffee with him. He is sure you are flirting, that you mean it as a date. He is sure you want him, and though he usually limits these kinds of interactions to only flirting, nothing more, he’s getting frustrated with the way you never give. Perhaps you’d give more easily if he pretended to leave himself vulnerable to you?

But it’s not a date. You don’t flirt with him, but you don’t talk about business either. What’s worse, you shut him down when he flirts with you. It’s upsetting. Are you toying with him? Is this a weird power play? You don’t seem like that kind of person, but Aventurine is familiarly acquainted with the knowledge most people are not what they seem.

Maybe his anger gets the better of him at one point, an hour into the not-date when you’ve dragged him to the park to feed the ducks. He asks you what the purpose of this is, if you aren’t intending to get into his pants.

You tell him you just wanted to hang out. That you think he needs a friend.

He’s infuriated, because he can tell you’re being sincere.

He leaves, snarking that he already has friends. (He does not. Not really.)

But he can’t stop thinking about it. And he can’t avoid you, because you’re still needed for the mission and now, he’s sure he hates you.

You continue to be nice to him for some reason, even after that fiasco ?? He’s never encountered someone who’s so willing to just be nice to others merely for the sake of being nice. What kind of fucked up ulterior motives are you hiding? What sort of closet freak are you?

Aventurine knows, logically, that some people are just nice. It’s unreasonable to think every single person is as selfish as he is. He grew up surrounded by people who were just nice. But last time he had the fortune of actually interacting with such people, he was shorter than the desk at his office.

He wants to pry into your head, learn everything about you, know what it would be like to be your friend like you had offered. He wants you to fuck off to the other end of the galaxy so he never has to see you ever again.

He accepts when you invite him to go to the arcade with you.

It’s… weirdly soothing.

You’re good company, as much as he hates you. You’re funny and witty and playful and kind. There is no hidden agenda behind anything you do. You insist upon paying for half the tickets you play with at the arcade, even though he’s sure he has at least thirty times the amount of disposable income you have.

He wins most of the games, of course. You win less than half. He excels at the luck-based games, and he’s not half bad at the more skill-based ones, whereas you’re best at the latter. You stay away from the luck-based ones, and the ones you do attempt you fail every time. He’s honestly impressed by how unlucky you are. But at one point you still insist upon winning something for him, even though you both know he’d win it quicker himself.

At the end of the outing, you hug him, tell him you enjoyed yourself. He finds his chest feels oddly warm as you say it. It takes a moment to register the feeling as that of happiness, the sensation of real joy something unfamiliar to him. He smiles and hugs you back.

Maybe he doesn’t hate you.

You’re the first person he truly thinks of as a friend. Though he claims he has many, he knows he doesn’t really. The closest he had before you was maybe Topaz, or Ratio, but Topaz seems to view him as more of an annoying younger brother sometimes and he clearly gets on Ratio’s nerves. You're the first person who makes him feel truly... liked. A weird concept.

It’s not for his status or his money or his reputation. You turn him down when he tries to spend money on you. He’s not sure if that annoys him or if it makes him weirdly giddy.

Even long after his mission has ended, and he no longer needs you, you stick around. He lets you. He starts coming around for you too.

It’s fun to be around you. Again, you’re very good company. Smarter and funnier than most dimwits at the IPC. He considers inviting you to work under him, he’s sure the pay he could offer you would be better than what you currently make, but he doesn’t want to drag you too far into the mess that is his life.

He starts sleeping over at your house uninvited. He makes himself at home in your apartment. Your place is so much nicer than his, even if it’s smaller, run down and objectively a worse place to live in. The pipes in your sink clog too easily and the lights in the bathroom always flicker, despite your best attempts to fix it. But the rooms are all reminiscent of you, of what kind of person you are. Photos of your loved ones line the walls, trinkets you’ve picked up from various places decorate your shelves, and even though it looks messy he knows it’s all very organised from your point of view. It’s so different from his cold, clean, impersonal penthouse.

You cuddle him sometimes. Hug him and pull him into your chest when you watch movies. You play with his hair. You trace patterns on the back of his hand. Surely, those are all things lovers do? But your eyes never linger on his lips, you never look at him with yearning — he can tell you already have everything you want. It makes him feel… relieved.

He likes it when you touch him. He never liked being touched before, but you’re warm and gentle without being too light with him. You don’t touch him like he’s fragile, but you don’t intend to test his limits. You never stray from the safe areas on his body. You never touch with intent to go any further.

He feels safe.

Whenever he’s not out on business, he comes home to you. Will you have grown tired of him by next time, he always wonders. And the answer is always no. You’re always happy to see him.

He frequently finds himself thinking about you. He frequently finds himself missing you when he’s away. He sees things that remind him of you everywhere, and often wishes you were with him. All symptoms of being in love, he’s heard, but he doesn’t think he’s in love? To be fair, he has never experienced true attraction, and what he feels for you is certainly deeper and more intimate than what he’s ever felt for anyone else, so maybe he is in love with you.

But does romance not entail wanting to kiss you? Does romance not entail wanting to see you naked? Does romance not entail wanting to have sex? He doesn’t particularly crave any of those things.

He’s heard of ‘butterflies’ in your belly when seeing the one you love. He never feels that when he sees you. He only feels a deep sense of comfort, of contentment.

But he doesn’t like the thought of you being with anyone else the way you are with him. Jealousy is a sign of romantic feelings, yes? So maybe he does love you that way after all.

But he never asks you to be his partner. Whenever he considers it, something oddly heavy settles in his gut, and he doesn’t understand why. Why would the thought of being your partner leave him with dread? You’d make a wonderful lover, he knows. You already make a wonderful…

… friend? Can he really call you just a friend?

You call him or text him every day to make sure he’s okay. You send him photos of things that reminds him of you. You cook him meals when he visits you and you buy him gifts even though he could very well buy things for himself. You cuddle him and hug him and you sometimes even, albeit playfully, kiss his knuckles or the top of his head and you let him sleep in your bed with you.

Calling you only a ‘friend’ diminishes your worth, does it not? He calls everyone he meets ‘friend’. He can’t reduce you to something so… insignificant.

So he asks you one day, when you’re both sat on opposite sides of your couch, your legs splayed out over his lap as you eat popcorn. He asks:

“What are we?”

You look at him. And you smile.

“I don’t know.”

He blinks. You sound so serene as you say it. Are you not worried about this? Why do you seem so unconcerned with what he is to you?

Sensing his discomfort, you set the bowl of popcorn down on the coffee table, and scoot closer to him. His arms automatically wrap around your waist as you shift yourself to lean against him, leaning down to place your head on his shoulder.

“I don’t need to label what we are. I’m happy with things as they are. Are you?”

He nuzzles his face into your hair, inhaling the by now familiar scent of your shampoo.

“I am.”

“You don’t sound entirely convinced.”

He huffs, pulling you closer.

“… Maybe I don’t want you to treat others the way you treat me.”

(He doubts you would. You have more integrity than he’s ever had: he’s aware there is some level of mutual understanding that whatever you are is something exclusive.)

You laugh.

“You think I treat others like you?”

“Can’t be sure,” he hums playfully, pinching your side. “Who knows, maybe you say that to all the guys.”

“I don’t like ‘all the guys’,” you point out. “I only like you this way.”

“What does ‘this way’ mean, then?”

You pull back to look at him. Gaze as warm and kind as always, a smile on your lips.

“Well, I love you a lot. A lot more than I love others. I’m not sure what answer you want.”

You’ve never explicitly stated the word ‘love’ before. Something hot and giddy fills his chest, something awfully childish, but he ignores it.

“Do you want me to be your… boyfriend?” he asks hesitantly. He’s not sure what he feels about the idea himself.

“I mean, if that’s what you want,” you shrug, sounding so casual about the idea that he doubts you’re that enthusiastic about it. (Should he feel offended?) “I just don’t want anything to change between us. I really like what we’ve got going on.”

He leans back into you, burying his face into your hair again. His arms squeeze your waist.

“… I like what we’ve got going on, too,” he admits. The honesty feels a little less foreign on his tongue than it used to, before he met you.

“I guess it’d be easier to call you my boyfriend than my ‘very close friend who eats all my food and sleeps in my bed half the time’,” you add teasingly. He snorts, pulling back just enough to shoot you a playful glare.

“Food that I pay you back double for,” he points out. You snicker, but don’t respond.

“Do you want to be my boyfriend?” You ask instead after a moment, reaching up to play with his hair. He leans into the touch.

He’s quiet for a moment, considering the question.

“I don’t know,” he admits. “I guess you’re right that it’d be easier to call each other that. Maybe we should go for it.”

“Sounds good,” you agree, and that’s that.

And nothing changes in your relationship. All that changes is the title.

You cuddle and you hug and you spend time together. Whenever you flirt, it’s more of an inside joke than anything else. You go on not-dates nearly once a week, whenever he’s home to do that.

He doesn’t tell people what you really are to him. He doesn’t even have the words to describe it himself. It doesn’t matter to him than anyone else knows either. Maybe he’s just a little bit happy, even, to get to keep the secret of what you are to himself. It somehow feels more special when only the two of you know.

He starts confiding in you. Telling you things he would not tell anyone else. Things he previously thought he would bring to his grave. About himself, about his past, his thoughts and his feelings. You always hold him, let him speak until it’s off his chest, and you murmur comforting words. He feels so much lighter after, every time.

You tell him your secrets too. Your doubts and your worries. He holds you in return, and tries to soothe your concerns. He knows he’s not as good at it as you, but you seem to appreciate it anyways.

He doesn’t trust anyone else. Only you. You’re the only one he knows he can always turn to, the only person he knows for sure doesn’t mean him any harm.

He brings you gifts and trinkets he finds when he’s away. He’s gotten pretty good at figuring out what sort of things you like. You always give him the sweetest smile when he does, thank him with a hug, and put the item to use right away. Whether that means displaying a decoration somewhere along your already overfilled shelves, putting on a bracelet or trying out a new kitchen appliance that night. He starts to think that the point of wealth is to give you all the things you could want.

For some reason, the intimate nature of your relationship doesn’t scare him. The fact that you’ve told him he’s ’more like the closest friend you could ever want to have than a lover’ puts him at ease. Your commitment to one another doesn’t feel as frightening that way.

You prioritise him over your other commitments. You tell him he’s your ‘favourite person’, and he doesn’t think he’ll ever stop feeling warm in his chest when he thinks about it. You’re his favourite, too.

Sorry I seriously ran out of steam for this format here, moving on to headcanons from another perspective because I am NOT DONE !!!! (next part won't have been proof-read at all sorry guys it will just be unhinged rambling)

I don't think Aventurine would necessarily know what queerplatonic means, (and the way I've written Reader here they probably wouldn't go out of their way to research it either lol I think they're just the type to be like "well I'm happy so why would I need to know every little detail about what this is ?? 😊") and he doesn't really understand the nature of your relationship himself HELP

He just knows it's not romantic, and that really puts him at ease

I think Aventurine is like. EXTREMELY toxic in a romantic relationship because the though of that sort of commitment scares him on a very deep and personal level and it FREAKS. HIM. OUT. but I think a platonic relationship, even if it's just as deep, freaks him out a little less. It just feels different yknow ?

Idk how to formulate myself but I think that, after being looked at for like basically his whole life as a commodity (and, even worse, a literal sex object), the thought of being looked at without ANY sexual desire or romantic interest just really kind of puts him at ease.

Especially in this read of him as demi/aroace, I think he'd appreciate being seen in a purely platonic light. I personally don't think he is aroace in the way I normally write him, but even in the way I usually write him I do think a queerplatonic relationship would be deeply comforting for him

Like, think reader being aroace and being in a queerplatonic relationship with him and he's like actually in love with them,,, I don't think he'd mind that too much. He'd think it was so nice that you love him enough to be in a relationship even if you don't romantically love him. Even if it would be nice too if you did desire him that way, he'd like it either way

Sorry got off track there mb

Queerplatonic relationships are tricky to write because there is no real "norm" for what they entail like,, fuck man I'M aroace and I barely know what it means to be in a qpps

Like,, from my understanding it can be essentially the same as a "normal" relationship where you kiss and get married and have kids and all that stuff but you do it without romantic intent

or it can be a friendship that just goes really really deep, and you're just like,,,, idk roomates PLS

But I think a qpps with Aventurine would be somewhere inbetween what others would think a "normal" romantic relationship would be and just a very close friendship

I already mentioned cuddles, and like chaste kisses to more "safe/platonic" areas (forehead, top of head, hands etc). You sleep in the same bed and you basically go on dates ("not-dates" lol). I think he'd be fine with like kisses to the lips and playful flirting, but he wouldn't want to make out or have sex. He would however love to cuddle naked lol (the intimacy without any sexual intent,,,, yeahyeah I hope you get me here I lovveee lovelove the idea of just touching him and it's just sweet and urghhghh)

Everyone else definitely thinks the two of you are in love and neither of you correct people because who cares

Esp Aventurine I don't think he WANTS others to know what you are to a point where he'll actively try to make it seem more like a romantic relationship in front of others

Because what you are is very precious to him, and he maybe feels just slightly maybe just a bit irrationally possessive over the concept of your relationship PLS

Like no he doesn't want anyone to understand your bond. That is SPECIAL. It is only for him and you to understand back off

I love my toxic unhealthy mentally deranged king

I think I've said everything I wanted to say now so I'm ending it off here. Worst case scenario I'll be back with a part 2 or a reblog to add more LMAO I just can't shut up bro

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Bacta and Bandages Chp.5 (Rex x Reader)

Chapter 4. Chapter 6.

Blushing

CW: Slow burn, Two fools trying to ignore their crushes, Rex being cute, firing practice, target practice, Reader is gender neutral, no use of (Y/N), reader is a doctor, if I miss a tag LMK!

Tag list (I am so happy people want to be tagged <3): @heavenseed76 @arctrooper69

Minors DNI

You had to be honest with yourself. 

Your aim sucked. 

As a field surgeon, you technically weren’t supposed to be anywhere near droids. Your main purpose was to stay behind the forces and perform surgery and intensive medical care to those with severe wounds.

Kix would be on the front lines and keep the injured alive as long as possible until he could get them to you. 

You could hit your targets, if they were big enough. Like a tank. Or if they were about 5 feet in front of you…

Ok, you couldn’t really hit your targets. You’ve been with the 501st for months now and you haven’t gotten any better. 

You debated going full clone trooper and just punching the droids. After all, the soldiers had just gotten proper armor for their hands. Maybe you could get a pair of armored gloves…

“Everything alright?” 

You perked up hearing the question from Rex, snapping your attention back to the present. You had zoned out, staring at the same datapad for several minutes now. 

Right, you had come to his office to help a supply crate mix-up. Someone hadn’t properly labeled the crates, so there were blasters mixed with medical supplies, and bandages mixed with armor…It was a mess. And to make sure nothing was missing, you and him were supposed to go over the numbers so no helmet or tube of bacta was out of place. 

You sighed, “Yea, just…thinking. That's all.”

The Captain raised a brow, silently encouraging you to continue.

Over your time with the 501st, you’ve been able to read Rex more than anyone else. You understood what he was thinking through his expressions. You could guess his feelings based on his stance and body language, even when he wore his helmet.

Perhaps it was your training as a doctor that allowed you to read him so easily. 

Or…maybe it was the growing affection you had for him.

It’s a passing crush, that's all. You told yourself, Clones aren’t allowed to have romantic relationships. This’ll pass. Don’t get your hopes up.

Shoving that thought out of your mind you put the datapad down, “I’m a terrible shot.”

Rex let out a soft and surprised chuckle at your blunt statement, “Well…you're technically not supposed to be.”

“No, I mean…even if I need to defend myself or the wounded…I miss almost every shot with a blaster.” You responded, “I’ve tried to practice but…I just can’t aim very well…”

He had a small smirk on his lips, “You can’t be worse than a clanker.” 

“I assure you, I am.” 

Rex laughed again, “I can teach you, if you want. Besides, I’m sure a break would be good for us both.” 

Your heart fluttered. 

“I’d like that.” 

Which is how you found yourself in the hangar, standing about 20 meters away from an empty crate with a painted target. There were scorch marks dotting the metal and yellow paint, indicating that you weren’t the first person to need aim training.

The makeshift target range was mostly out of the way and out of sight of everyone else in the hangar, offering some privacy.

“I didn’t know this was here.” You admitted, staring at the target. 

Rex shrugged, “Some shinies set this up. The General didn’t mind, so I kept it for anyone who wanted to practice their shooting.”

You nodded in understanding. Usually if something didn’t make sense, the answer was always ‘shinies’.

“Alright, now, pick up your blaster.” He took the tone of a commanding Captain. His arms were crossed as he watched you get your pistol ready. You wrapped your hands on your blaster, and got into the stance you were trained to be in. 

You didn’t even put your finger on the trigger before Rex spoke up, “Already, I see the issue.” he stepped towards you, putting his gloved hands over yours. He changed the position of your hold, moving one of your palms from the bottom of the grip to over your other hand. 

You blinked, “Oh, I was holding it wrong.” 

Rex had a relaxed smile, “It's a common mistake.” He stepped back and nodded, “Fire.” 

You pulled the trigger and the blaster kicked back as it fired. However, you managed to keep the gun relatively steady. Your shot missed the target, hitting the upper corner of the crate. With a sigh you looked over at the captain. 

He kept his arms crossed, “Focus on where you’re aiming. Where you look, that's where you’ll hit.”

With a steadying breath, you looked down the sights of your gun and pulled the trigger again. Your shot was closer to the target that time, however, still not a hit. 

“Better.” Rex approached again. This time, he got closer, putting his hands over yours and stepping behind you. You felt the plastoid of his chestplate on your back as he leaned into your body, “Raise the blaster a little higher and try again.”

Don’t get distracted. Don't get distracted. 

You swallowed and pulled the trigger. Again, your shot had gotten closer to the target, barely hitting the yellow of the first ring. Frustration hit you and you huffed. 

Rex laughed softly and it struck you how warm his laugh was. How lovely.

Stop it. Grow out of your crush, you're not some grade school student. You are a grown ass adult. Act like it.

“Just look at the target. Not the sights on the blaster.” The clone captain was rolling incredibly well with your failures. He kept his hold on you as you calmed your emotions to focus. You did as he told, staring at the bright yellow target meters in front of you.

With another breath, you fired. 

This time, you hit the target. Not a bullseye at all, but at least you hit inside the last yellow ring.

“Oh, hey I actually got it.” You perked up, smiling slightly. 

Rex, sadly, let go and stepped back, “Good, now do it again. I want to see you hit the target at least 4 more times.” He put his helmet on, crossing his arms to watch you. He was tense now.

You tried not to let his sudden shift in attitude bother you. He was probably worried that someone might turn the corner and see him so lax and uncaptain-like. Rex did have to be professional after all…

Still, you did miss the warmth he gave. 

Again, you pulled the trigger. Without him holding your gun steady, your shot veered slightly and hit the outermost ring, “That counts.” you stated, looking over to the clone. 

He nodded, “It counts. I’ll be nice this time. But just this once.”

You couldn’t hold back your grin and you shot again. Another hit. Still no bullseye, but you got closer. 

Hey, 3 for 3. One more.

Without getting over confident, you took a steadying breath and pulled the trigger. 

Again, no bullseye, but your shot landed inside the second ring. You were improving. Or this was just pure luck. Either way, you’ll take it.

You smiled and turned to look at Rex. He nodded in approval and stepped towards you, “Very good. You learn quickly. Better than most troopers who step off Kamino.” 

“Aw, you think I’m better than a shiny?” You joked, hoping to help him relax.

He huffed under his helmet, but you could hear the smile in his voice, “That’s not a high bar, Doctor.” 

“I’ll take the compliment, Captain.” 

He was about to respond when your and his coms both beeped. He answered his and you answered yours. 

“Doctor, there's a patient in the sick bay.”

“Captain Rex, you're needed at the command bridge.”

With a sigh, you shared a look with Rex and rolled your eyes. You gave him a grateful smile, “Back to work, then?” 

“It never ends.” He sighed, “If you want…if you want to practice again, just let me know.” 

Your answer was kind and sweet, “I will. Thank you, Rex.” 

As you parted ways, you tried to calm your beating heart. 

It's a crush. It's a crush. Grow up. Just grow up already!

Rex, on the other hand, kept his helmet on as he walked away, because he was certain he was still blushing like a damn cadet.

He’s a captain. Captains shouldn’t fucking blush!

[iluvcarmzatto]

Intuition

Mikey Berzatto x female!Reader fic

Mikey Berzatto x female!reader

Warnings: fluff, a lot of angst, lots of cursing

Authors note: I’m on season 3 of the bear and absolutely love it! But I’m basing this fic off of ep 6 of season 2 (the Christmas party) so I hope you enjoy! Some of the dialogue is from this specific scene and some I made up! I’m mixing the two!!FYI this scene happened I’m just mixing up my own dialogue and some of the real dialogue. Lmk what else yall wanna see! I’m open to literally anything! 🤗

It was Christmas Day, usually when you think of Christmas you think of happy times and good memories with the people you love. In the crazy Berzatto household you were not getting any of that.

“I need to go get a drink” said Donna as she got up to go the kitchen. The Berzatto’s mother was obviously drunk and had been smoking more cigarettes than anyone could count.

You were anxiously sitting next to Mikey holding his hand at the table while all of his family was yelling at him and Lee to calm down.

“Lee, no one wants you here! Just leave man!” said Mikey mad at how Lee was acting in his childhood home.

“No I’m not leaving! I’m going to sit here in enjoy this meal that your mother made.” Lee said smugly.

Cicero (unc) sighed and said, “Both of you have some respect, D cooked up a big meal for all of us and I wish for once that we chill the fuck out and eat.”

Lee looked at Mikey at said, “Yeah Mike! Do what your Unc says!”

Mikey picked up a fork. Lee looked at him and said, “Throw the fuckin fork! Throw it!” I dare you to!”

Carmy said, “Lee you’re not helping thanks!” In an assertive voice trying to get things to calm down.

Mikey pretended to throw the fork at Lee and laughed, “You fuckin pussy you flinched! Look at you!”

Cicero was yelling, “Michael!” “Michael!” “Can we not pretend to fuckin throw forks at people ?” He was of course on Michael’s side but he didn’t want the dinner to get already crazier than it had gotten. In fact, everyone at that table hated Lee but wanted to calm Mike down before he got out of control.

Mikey infuriated said, “It’s my father’s house I can throw as many fuckin forks as I want to Unc!

Lee turned his head and said, “Throw the fuckin fork! You’re nothing. You’re nothing, You’re nothing!” He kept saying it over and over and you could just feel his body tense up.

You gave Lee the dirtiest look ever and turned your head to Mikey. “Baby, it’s ok look at me.” He didn’t look at you once, all he did was just squeeze your hand tighter. You could tell something extremely bad was about to happen.

You looked at Carmy and Sugar and tried to get them to help, they both nodded and tried their hardest. “Hey Mikey! Mike. I love you.” said Sugar.

His siblings more than anybody understood that Mikey can go from 0-100 super quickly so when they see that he’s irritated they try to calm him down in situations like this.

Carm was trying to get him to calm down as well, “Hey Mike. Chill out man.” He said in a more calm voice because he could tell yelling wouldn’t help.

Mikey ignoring all of them, looked like he was going to punch Lee in his face. He put one of his hands on his mouth. Almost like an expression where he was trying to hold it together but it was obvious that he wasn’t doing a very good job at it.

All night after not thinking you were going to say anything you said, “Lee, I think we can all tell that things could get much worse so how about someone say the grace and we can all chill out?

Multiple murmurs at the table agreed. “Thank you y/n!” Richie said, happy that someone said something positive for once.

Lee looked at you and said, “Shut up you bitch this isn’t about you.” Everyone looked at you in disbelief but most importantly looked at Mikey to see his reaction. You were the love of his life and if anyone fucked with you they were dead basically. You were so shocked you couldn’t even say anything. Richie looked at Lee and said “What the fuck man?” “Why would you say that to her?”

You felt like it all happened in the blink of an eye. As Mikey let go of your hand he stood up, grabbed the fork, and threw it at Lee. “You fuckin asshole!” “Don’t call her that!” “Ima fuckin kill you!” He yelled at the top of his lungs. Lee also got up and started yelling too. “Get out of this house you lunatic!” “Fuckin addict!” “You don’t do shit with your life!”

Richie, Carmy, and one of the Faks got up and held Mikey back from basically killing Lee and 3 other people were holding back Lee from hitting Mikey.

It was utter chaos, you were so overwhelmed by the whole thing you just sat there in shock. “Y/n, you okay?” Sugar asked and Tiff followed behind her. You just nodded and said thanked her for wondering about you. “Tiff, you should go lay down, you pointed to her pregnant belly. You shouldnt be around all of this noise, girl you should be relaxing!” You said. Tiff laughed, “Yeah well this is what I get for marrying Richie. She smiled, “but I wouldn’t have it any other way. He’s my soulmate.” “Yeah he’s a good guy.” You said and smiled at her. You looked outside to go see if things calmed down out there and apparently it did.

You saw Lee drive away in his car. Good fucking riddance. “Excuse me ladies.” You said as you let yourself out of the room. You opened the door to the front porch and stood near all the guys. They all stopped talking and turned to look at you. “Hey y/n” they said. You looked at Carm and patted him on the back. “Come on guys let’s go in.” Richie said giving you and Mikey some privacy. You mouthed “thank you” to Richie before he closed the door. He mouthed back, “any time”. You smiled before he closed the door.

You stepped closer to the front step where Mikey was sitting. “Mikey?” “You okay baby?” You sat down next to him.

“Im sorry you had to see me like that y/n, you should never feel unsafe when you’re with me and I was yelling and not making the situation better for myself or anyone that was around me.” He looks up, “which I guess was everyone” You smiled back and realized why you fell in love with him. He was always honest and would communicate with you.

And of course he was very handsome.

You loved how unnecessarily apologetic towards you he was. He was so cute when he was around you. He wasn’t being “tough” Mikey, or “loud and obnoxious” Mikey, he was just being who he is around you.

His best self.

“Love” you said as you brought him closer, “Your feelings are incredibly valid. I understand you and I love that you stood up for me.” “I love you.” You said. “I love you as long as I live baby” He said.

You try to keep on a strong face but then you slowly but surely broke down and start crying. Mikey looks over at you, “hey, hey darling. What’s wrong?” You sniffed and crying through words tried to get a coherent sentence out. “I just hate to see you get talked to like that and he called me a bitch.” You cried.

Mikey held you close and rubbed your back. “Please darling none of that affects me as much as you crying does. “Also fuck Lee he can fuckin suck me” “Calling my girl a bitch who the fuck does he think he is.”

Him saying that made you laugh. You laughed and he wiped your tears off your cheek. A true gentleman.

He smiled at you and you laid your head on his shoulder. You put your fingers through his hair and started playing with it.

You looked into his eyes for a long time. He stared into yours. Finally, he pulled your face in close and kissed you. Fak and Carmy stared at the window, “The only person that can get him to calm down and listen.” Carmy said while shaking his head.

Richie looked and saw you guys kissing, “Great and now they’re kissing again.”

“Better than Mike being mad.” Fak said. “True” They all said in unison.

A/n: YALLL OMG I LOWKEY LOVE THE COUPLE LIKE WHAT??? LMK IF YALL WANT A WHOLE SERIES FULL OF THEIR ADVENTURES TOGETHER🙈 pls leave any ideas for my next Mikey fic in the ask questions box💟

[lovelycassy]

Ok hear me out, a Lorenzo Berkshire imagine where him and the reader are dating and she gets hurt during a girl day with pansy 😌

Hexed

Summary: Ever since you and Lorenzo started dating a week ago, you noticed a certain slytherin who always seems to be glaring at you. It only took some time before they take action against you.

Pairing: Lorenzo/Enzo x fem!reader

House: any

Blood status: pureblood

Word count: 1,588

Warning(s) : some violence, a lil cursing, a kissing scene that’s barely there, pet names (love & darling), not proofread, lmk if I missed anything!

a/n: I am so sorry anon I didn't check my ask box for a rlly long time so I didn't notice that I already had requests 😭 I hope you didn’t wait that long but here it is though. btw this is my first fic so pls bear with me if its cringy I'm trying

Also forgive me if pansy, lorenzo and Daphne are not so in character these are just how I imagine their personalities are

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It was a sunny friday afternoon and you were going to your last class of the day. You were thinking of what you were going to do the next day when you heard someone call your name from behind.

"Y/n!" they called. You turned around and saw your best friend Pansy running down the hallway.

"Yes?" You answered

Pansy caught her breath before she asked, "Do you have any plans for tomorrow afternoon?"

"not much, just going to stay in my dorm all day I guess, why?"

"I was thinking that we should have a girl's day, you know just the two of us, shopping at hogsmeade. Since our NEWTS are coming up and I know its gonna take a lot of our time, tomorrow is the perfect time for us to hang out before we have to stress about our exams. So, what do you say?" She said, with her eyes almost looking like she’s pleading for you to say yes.

You thought for a while. You didn't have anything else to do aside from sleeping and staying in your bed all day anyway. You also finished all your homework yesterday, you just need to hope that your last professor gives mercy on all of you students and lets you go without any homework.

"Okay sure, I need a break from school anyway." You finally answered.

"Great! Let's meet at the great hall at 9am, sound good?"

"Yep, see you tomorrow Pans!"

"Bye!"

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"Thank god we don't have any homework assigned today" you muttered as you entered the slytherin common room, heading to your boyfriend's dorm.

You knocked 3 times before you heard someone answer from inside;

"Who is it?“ Lorenzo shouted

"It's just me" you answered

"Oh alright, the door's open"

You entered and saw him sitting on his bed, reading a book. He already changed out of his robes and wore some comfy clothes.

He looked up from his book the second you entered the room.

"Hey darling, how's your day?" He asked

"Tiring, how's yours?" You said while taking off your robe and putting it on the coat rack

"It's alright, if you exclude the fact that seamus almost set the classroom and everyone in it on fire in potions."

"Wow, that bad?"

"Yeah, luckily snape was there. But of course he had to take points off Gryffindor because of the chaos Seamus created."

By now you had already changed into some comfortable clothes and was climbing in bed "But everyone was okay, right?"

"Of course, but enough about my day. Tell me what happened to yours?" He said, while cuddling you putting you on top of him

"Well pansy came to me a few hours ago, asking me to go on a girl's day with her tomorrow at hogsmeade. Since our exams are coming up she wants to hangout before we all get busy studying."

"And what did you answer her?"

"I said yes of course she's my best friend"

"I thought you said we're going to spend the whole day together tomorrow?" He looked down at you with a pouty face

"I said on sunday, love"

"No you definitely said Saturday"

"I'm pretty sure I said sunday"

"Fine you did"

"I promise you on sunday I'm all yours, okay? No one is going to disturb us."

"Alright fine"

Before you could say anything else he suddenly flipped both of you and he was on top of you

“Love what are you trying to do right now?”

“What I’ve wanted to do since classes ended”

Then you felt his lips on yours

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You were roughly making out for about 5 minutes now when you both heard a knock on the door.

"You lovebirds done? Its nearly dinner already so stop making out and let's go to the great hall." Theo groaned from the other side of the door.

"Okay okay we're coming" you said fixing yourself up

"Cmon lets just stay behind they won't even mind" Enzo complained

"Sorry love but as a human being I also need food plus I'm starving" you were walking to the door when you turned around and saw him on the bed with a pouting like face

"We could continue after dinner." You said with a smirk

That made him run to the great hall.

*timeskip to the next day*

You and Pansy have been shopping for almost 2 hours now. You suggested you guys eat lunch first before continuing your shopping spree

Once you guys were finished, you were both deciding the next store you were going to when you saw a certain slytherin walking towards you with her gang. The one who has been rude to you since you and Lorenzo started dating, Daphne Greengrass. Let’s pretend she didn’t like theodore and liked lor

It was no secret to the whole school that she liked him. She practically did everything to make him notice her. Yet Lorenzo still chose you, and that made her blood boil.

"What's she doing here?" You whispered to Pansy

Pansy just shrugged

"Well well well, look who we have here, its lorenzo’s little girlfriend, L/n " Daphne said with a smirk (IM INTERNALLY CRINGING RN)

“Hello Greengrass, what brings you to hogsmeade on this lovely day?”

“Oh nothing, I just heard you and parkinson over there talking about how you’re going to spend your boyfriend’s money on a shopping spree. Does enzo even know you’re spending his money?” She said as she strode a little more closer to you

You can’t start a fight, or else some professor might pass by and punish you both by taking away house points that won’t be enough to win the house cup

You took a deep breath before answering her, “actually Greengrass, the money I’m spending right now is my monthly allowance from my parents. Now if you would excuse us, we would like to get back to our shopping.”

You tried to get past her before she blocked you and pansy’s way

“Not so fast l/n, that’s not what I came here for.”

“What is it then Greengrass?” You were starting to get annoyed

By now you were standing at arm’s length from her

“I came here because I wanted to remind you something.”

Suddenly she pushed you to the ground

“What the hell are you doing!” Pansy shouted, while trying to break free from Tracey Davis, one of Daphne’s closest friends

“Telling L/n here to stay away from what’s mine” daphne said, pointing her wand at you

Right now you were terrified of what might happen

“What the hell do you mean by staying away from what’s yours-“

“I meant staying away from Lorenzo you bitch!”

“We were friends since we were babies! We were meant for each other until you came and took him away from me!” She shouted

“So right now I’m going to take revenge on what you’ve done, stupefy!”

With that you flew and landed your back on a wall, you felt yourself getting dizzy with dark spots covering your vision. You heard Pansy run to you calling your name before everything went black

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You woke up from a shine of light coming through your eyelids (does that make sense?), with a slight pounding in your head. You squinted your eyes a bit to get a better view to know where you were, it took a while before coming to a realization that you were in the hospital wing

You felt something or someone holding your hand, and you turned to see your boyfriend, Enzo, sleeping on a chair beside your bed holding your hand.

“Love, wake up,” you said, gently shaking the hand wrapped around yours.

You saw him fluttering his eyes a bit before looking at you with wide eyes.

“Oh my god you’re awake- hold on for a minute I need to get madam pomfrey.”

He rushed out of the hospital wing and returned with her not even 2 minutes later.

“Hello dear, how are you feeling?” Madam pomfrey asked with a gentle smile.

You looked at her and said, “my head hurts a bit, but may I ask what happened?”

“You must’ve forgotten because of how hard you hit your head yesterday.”

Hit your head? What happened? You thought for a while before all the events came back to your head. Daphne greengrass hexed you.

“Oh” was all you could say.

“Well dear once the pain in your head fades you are free to go anytime,” And with that madam pomfrey left.

You turned to look at your boyfriend and he looked at you with concerned eyes

“Um” he started “I heard from Blaise what Daphne has done to you, he was walking in hogsmeade when he saw Pansy trying to drag you back to the castle. I’m really sorry that-“

“It’s not your fault love” you cut him off

“No it partly is, I should’ve made it clear it Daphne that we weren’t going to work out if we ever got together. I guess I kind of led her on before I asked you out.”

“Well even if you say it is, you weren’t the one who hexed me.”

“Alright but I’m going to stay by your side all the time now, wherever you go I’m always gonna be there”

“Even during girl’s day??” you asked with a fake shocked face

“Even during girl’s day.” He said with a grin

“Noooo”

“Just kidding love, but still just in case so you won’t end up in the hospital wing again.”

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I’m not really satisfied with the ending, I might redo it once I think of a better one. But anyways I hope you guys enjoyed! :)

[selencgraphy]

— 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐌𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆 ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄: and i’m just an arrogant son of a bitch (who can’t admit when he’s sorry)

PAIRING: jake seresin x f!original character

TAGS: bradley bradshaw pov (not necessarily a warning just an fyi), cursing, angst, not 100% proofread (so don't kill me for grammatical errors pls)

A/N: WE ARE SO BACKK!! ok so preface, this part is entirely from bradley’s pov. i touched on it briefly in the original working of this fic and i felt like i could've fleshed it out a lot more so here we are. there's also some choices that i make that i hope some of you catch ;) there’s some big changes from the og direction this story was going bc i just didn't like it but anyways, i really hope you like it! lmk your thoughts <3

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Don’t take for granted the love this life gives you. - Tim McGraw

In the 12 years Bradley Bradshaw has known Hangman, they’ve never gotten along. It was a known fact amongst almost every naval aviator around their age. So it didn’t come as a surprise that they continued to butt heads during their return to Top Gun. The light jabs at his ego and that stupid cheeky smirk that seemed to be permanently plastered across Hangman’s face were expected. Unsurprisingly enough, those expectations were fulfilled quite quickly when Bradley set foot back into the Hard Deck. What did come as a surprise, however, was how much one person could change everything.

Admittedly, he assumed Jessie ‘Dice’ Rosales would mirror Hangman at the revelation that she was his best friend—yet another pain in the ass he’d have to deal with. Having been practically attached to the hip with Hangman since she arrived, she was the last person he expected to come looking for him after his incident with Maverick. She didn’t know him, yet she was the only person besides Natasha to check in on him. How could a person so caring as her be so close to someone who seem to care less? There it was again. Assumptions and expectations.

“I know who he is to you. Who Maverick is to you.” At that, Bradley’s eyebrows furrowed, and for the first time since she had come to check in on him, he finally really looked at her. She was sat across from him in the same position—her knees pulled slightly to her chest, arms resting on top of them with her hands clasped—but now in her civilian clothes, hair down and slightly damp. “How?”

She scoffed. “S’not a hard connection to make when he’s standing next to someone that looks just like you also named Bradshaw in the class of ’86 photo in the rec room. Only a matter of time before someone else takes a good look at that old picture and puts two and two together.” He hummed. He’d forgotten it was there. Since he saw it for the first time when he went through Top Gun himself a few years ago, he’d avoided that part of the rec room like the plague. When he didn’t speak, she continued. “What doesn’t make sense to me though is the bad blood…” Just as he was quick to dismiss her, Jessie was even quicker to cut him off so she could finish. “I didn’t want to push because that’s your own business, but I won’t let you do reckless shit because of it. I know you don’t like Jake—and me by extension—but this is gonna be a team. A team that’s about to be sent out on what seems like a suicide mission. So get your head in the fucking game, Bradshaw.”

—

It was awkward trying to do a team bonding exercise the following day after his and Hangman’s altercation. “Dog fight football,” Maverick called it which seemed like a horrible concept upon introduction. But then he found himself holding Bob on his shoulders an hour or so later, the brightest smile on his face. By the time they finished, the Hard Deck was open for business, most of them making their way over to the bar. Just as he was making his way over, a voice called over from by the water. “Bradshaw!”

He wasn’t sure why he stopped in his tracks. Bradley knew who it was. Why he decided he’d give Hangman more of his time just so the other could boast he couldn’t tell you. “What d’you want, Hangman?”

The annoyance in Bradley’s voice was sharp and heavy, something that came automatically after years of dealing with him. It didn’t take him long to catch up to Bradley. He waited for a snarky remark about his football skills. Honestly, he expected everything else besides the words that actually came out of the other man’s mouth. “I’m sorry.”

His eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “What?”

“Look, I know we’ve never been friendly but what I said yesterday was beyond fucked up. If I could take it back, I would. I’m sorry.” It’s as if the man who stood before him was another person who wore Hangman’s face. Bradley was so taken aback, all he did was stare at him. Considering how long he’d known Hangman, the words I’m sorry didn’t seem to be in his vocabulary. Before he could figure out what to say, Hangman continued. “I don’t expect you to forgive me. I just- I’m really sorry.”

“Jake!” The voice caused both of them to look over at the owner of the voice. There stood Jessie, two beers in hand. “Yeah?” Hangman replied back.

“Beers getting warm!” At that, Hangman gave Bradley a pat on the shoulder and wistful smile before jogging over to where Jessie stood. It was just two words. Two normal words that he’s heard countless times throughout his life. After each of his parent’s deaths. After someone accidentally bumps into him. Yet those very two words seem to completely changed his entire opinion on the man he thought he had all figured out. Bradley watched as Hangman threw an arm around her as she handed him his bottle. It was like deja vu to a memory from his youth he only vaguely remembered. Not that he was old enough to actually remember much about his father but the amount of stories recounted after his passing, at some point it began to feel like he could, but they were always blurry images just out of reach. Is this how Maverick feels when he looks at him?

—

With each training session and the mission date growing ever so closer, it felt as if the mission was impossible. Each failure felt more brutal than the last. Then their timeline shrunk. The stress of the job took away from their socialization, nights now ending with faces falling flat on pillows immediately after work more often than not. When the news of Admiral Kazansky’s passing reached Bradley, he was in the middle of a heated argument with Maverick. Besides Maverick and his mother, Iceman was always there. Uncle Ice he used to call him.

As nice as the city of San Diego was, Bradley couldn't help the sliver of hatred he held for it. It’s beauty, unfortunately, tainted by loss to which he now had to add yet another person to the list. His dad. His mom. Now Uncle Ice. Bradley planned on seeing him while he was out here at one point. His mom kept telling him to not take things, especially things that he loved, for granted. Why didn’t he listen?

In a flash, it was time for them to head out. To Admiral Simpson’s dismay, Maverick was appointed team leader after his little stunt after having basically been fired.  That left him the choices of two foxtrot teams and one wingman. “Payback and Fanboy. Phoenix and Bob.”

Breaths that were held by foxtrot squads were released, some of relief and some of disappointment. All that was left was who Maverick wanted as his wingman. There were only a few left to pick. Rooster. Hangman. Dice. Omaha. Coyote. The tension in the air as they waited for Maverick was choking them. In those few seconds, Bradley ran through the chances he'd be chosen, pulling from both professional and personal reasoning. Their personal issues kept outweighing everything else in his mind. “Rooster.”

The color drained out of his face. His body shook as he took in a sharp breath. Even being so stuck in his head, he noticed how Hangman's body shook and then immediately tensed when Mav announced his name instead of his. When they were dismissed, it was as if someone had flipped the autopilot switch. If you had looked at him for longer than a second, you could see the absence in his eyes. It was a given that he’d be nervous. This mission could kill him. Maybe Hangman was right. He flew comfortably. He was good, but he took the easy road and nothing about this mission was easy.

A gentle hand pulled him from his thoughts. The words she spoke were as if she had read his mind. “You got this. Maverick chose you for a reason. Just fly.”

The deck was crowded, everyone preparing the Daggers for takeoff. Hangman walked in his path, his jaw clenched. Since that night a few weeks ago, he couldn't read him anymore. The small glimpse at genuineness shattered his whole perspective on the man. The change was subtle but immense. Micro expressions he used to gloss over seemed to be the only things he noticed now. Judgment that once was clouded by anger and annoyance morphed into understanding. “You give ‘em hell,” he yelled over the roaring engines of their jets. Then he was gone. Maybe if he got out of this alive, he'd give Jake Seresin a chance.

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It was a rare sight to see the two rivaling pilots smiling at each other, let alone shaking each other’s hands. Jake Seresin just saved his and Mav’s life—it was the least he could do. “Chalked yourself another kill,” Bradley remarked with a smile.

“That makes two.” Natasha pointed out as she shook her head, a similar grin on her own face. “Mav has five—makes him an ace.” Bradley turned back to look at Jake and shrugged. He and Jake shared a mutual pat on the shoulder and nod of respect before going their separate ways.

Soon enough, they were all back on solid ground and celebrating at the Hard Deck. After playing a few songs on the piano and a few rounds of pool, he stepped outside to get some fresh air. The combination of Iceman’s death and Bradley’s own near-death experience gave him a sense of clarity. Choices that he made in his life he wished he should and shouldn’t have made. People that he’s pushed away. People that he’s kept an arm’s length away. Childish grudges. Despite being only 38 years old, Bradley Bradshaw was a man of many regrets. But that wasn’t what he sat in on the beach thinking about. He spent the entire trip back home reflecting on that. No, he was thinking about the two people that reminded him of his parents just a week ago. So many people over the years have told Bradley that he reminds them of his father, a statement he never quite believed. Sure, he looked like his old man with the Hawaiian button downs and mustache, but that was where the resemblance ended. Nick and Carole Bradshaw seemed to be a rarity in the world. Then he met Jessie Rosales and saw the way she and Jake Seresin looked at each other. The glances when the other wasn’t looking that lasted longer than they should have, but it was never his business. He had just met Jessie, and Jake wasn’t his friend. He still wasn’t—at least not yet—but she was now. A good one at that. Now with the regret of not getting the chance to truly reconcile with Maverick having plagued his mind just mere days ago, he couldn’t help projecting those feelings onto them. Bradley had taken so many things for granted in his life, a mistake he’ll spend the rest of his life making up for. It’s not like he’s playing matchmaker, he just wanted to give them a little push.

So when familiar footsteps crunched across the sand behind him, he made up his mind. She took a seat next to him in the sand. “Alright, Bradshaw?”

He hummed and took a sip of the beer he’d been nursing since he sat outside. “Just watching the sun set.” Nodding her head, she pulled her knees up against her chest, rested her chin on top of them and looked out to the water. He appreciated how understanding she was during moments like this. There wasn’t a need to check up on him nor was there a need for her to stay here and sit in silence with him yet here she was. That contrast between her and her best friend bewildered him at first but the idea that they were polar opposites seemed to fade the more time he spent around them. “Tell me about you and Hang- Jake. You and Jake.”

She smiled at the question. “Well,” she started. “What do you wanna know?”

What did he want to know? “How long have you been in love with him?” At that, she almost spit out her drink from the shock at the question Bradley posed. “Wh-what?”

“Do I really need to repeat myself, Dice?”

She looked back to the Hard Deck and at the man in question through the window as he played pool before she turned and shook her head. “S’not like that, Rooster.”

Bradley let out a huff at her denial. “He’s in love with you too, ya know.”

“No, he’s not.”

“How can you be so sure?”

“Because we’ve known each other for over twenty years!” Her voice quickly raised in frustration at Bradley’s insistence before returning to her usual calm demeanor. “We’ve known each other since we were kids, Bradley. I can’t even remember what my life was like before I met him. If he was in love with me, he would have said something by now. I’d rather have him as a friend than not at all.” 

Bradley let out a sigh and paused for a moment to figure out how to continue the conversation. As they sat in silence, both of them turned to watch the sun set. Just as the star appeared to hit the horizon did Bradley speak again. “Mav used to love telling me stories about my dad after he died. How he basically begged my mom to give him a chance. How the look in his eyes when his gaze was set on her was always the same—a look of love and adoration. I didn’t believe him ’til I looked at the polaroids Mav used to sneak of them when they weren’t looking. For years, I thought that I was never gonna find two people that looked at each other like that—loved each other as much as they did. That is until I saw you and him.” 

“Brad…”

He quickly cut her off, speaking without abandon so all she could do was listen to him. “He loves you, Jess. Why he hasn’t said anything is beyond me. It’s so unbearably obvious that you both are in love with each other even if you don’t see it yourself. What I’ve learned these past few days is that you can’t take things for granted, especially things—people that you love. I know what it feels like to regret not holding onto and cherishing the time I had with people who cared for me. I don’t want you make that same mistake.” When he finished and he looked back at her, it was hard to tell how she felt about his tangent with the way her eyebrows furrowed. He hasn’t known her long enough to know if this specific crease in her forehead came from anger, shock, or sadness. Maybe it was all of the above?

“I don’t wanna lose him,” she whispered, her voice cracking.

“You won’t,” he reassured without hesitation. For the decade that Bradley has known Hangman, he was so sure of himself that he understood who the other man was. He was the one who created that stupid story behind his callsign that everyone but Jake retells after all. But in the month he’s been around him and Jess, that philosophy was flipped on it’s head. Jake Seresin wasn’t the douchebag he thought he was. 

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hi!!! i was reading your cookie run fics and i LOVE THEM SM!!! especially capsaicin- hes such a sweet boy 🥺love him to pieces

but,

may i request a dark cacao x gn reader who finds it hard to be serious, and is really bubbly? like they might be at a meeting or something and reader just cannot keep up their serious facade!

thank you and have a great day :D

Bubbly!Reader Headcanons

dark cacao cookie x gn reader

summary: how dark cacao acts with a happy & bubbly s/o (i wanted to make a scenario w/ this but my brain couldn't think of anything good :,)) i hope it's ok and i hope u still enjoy it anon ilysm ty for requesting)

warnings: physical touch, maybe ooc(?) (he is very very soft for u), i think that's all but lmk if i missed any

confused by your constantly happy personality at first, but eventually got used to it and warmed up to you. now, your joyfulness is like a calming remedy for him whenever he's stressed.

thinks it's adorable whenever he sees you trying your hardest to look serious; thinks you always look so cute whenever you do.

^^^ likes to playfully tease you about this afterwards. likes seeing your flustered expression.

he always feels at peace whenever he's around you. your warm and happy demeanor always manages to bring a soft smile to his face.

loves it when you hug him. your touch is warmer than anything else he's ever encountered, and the butterflies in his stomach go crazy whenever you hold him.

likes hearing your voice. he could listen to you for hours on end, so he loves it whenever you indulge him in one of your long talks about anything that you find interesting.

likes spending time with you. your very existence makes him happy, so any time he spends with you and your warm, bubbly nature is time he treasures.

overall very soft around you and loves your personality. you always seem to make him smile, and he's always glad to have you around <33

a/n: he,,,, he is so,,,,,,,,,, anyways um i was gonna set up the event but then 3 requests got sent in overnight so once i finish those then the fun event will come so look out for that yAY,,,,,,, also tysm for showing ur support anon it genuinely means so much to me aaaaa pls request some more stuff if u want ur so nice aaaaaaaaaa would love to have u as a named anon in the aquarium but also if u dont want to that's fine too im just so happy that someone likes my works that much AAAAAAAAA TY <3333333333333333

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Hi love 😋 Can I please request ZB1's reactions to their jealous s/o. I love your way of writing so much /actually. Have a good day and always rest bby 🤟🏻

how would zb1 react to their jealous s/o?

hi luv! thank you for the request and the kind comment! it really made my day :) i hope this fulfills your request! i was actually really excited to write this since i had lots of ideas in my mind that i could use for each member hehe

these scenarios are a bit longer than my usual ones so enjoy <3

warnings: mentions of food, lmk if there's any more!

kim jiwoong

jiwoong decided to bring over one of his friend's who you weren't a huge fan of, they were often rude to you and didn't bother to speak to you whenever they visited. but today you got even more pissed when they kept clinging onto jiwoong as if he was their boyfriend, worst was that jiwoong did absolutely nothing to stop them!

you could only sigh as you watched on. seeing how close they were really made you feel jealous when you were aware that jiwoong only loved you.

your heart couldn't handle the hurt inside, especially since jiwoong barely paid attention to you despite asking you to come over that day. in the end, your inside feelings won you over and you decided to leave early than you were planning on.

"babe? i'm leaving." you abruptly announced, rushing to the front door to put your shoes on

jiwoong quickly ran over, "why? did something happen?" he asked in a concerned tone. you tried to play it off like you weren't jealous a minute ago.

"oh nothing happened, i have something to do." it seemed to work and jiwoong kissed you goodbye. just as you shut his apartment door, you suddenly felt your heart ache

fast forward a few hours later, you were in your bedroom when you suddenly got a call from your boyfriend. you were hesitant to answer but nonetheless swiped to accept the call

"hello?" you heard shuffling on the other end

"babe be honest with me, you left because of my friend right?"

"how did you expect me to feel when they were all over you? the worst was that you didn't even stop them and let them touch you like that.." your voice cracked at the end

he sighed, "you know i don't love them like that. you are always the person that i love and want to be with. i'm sorry for not paying attention to you and your feelings. please forgive me (name). i love you."

rest of the members are under the cut!

zhang hao

you were able to find a day that accommodated the both of you despite hao's schedule as a member of zb1 and took that day to go shopping together and just spend time together as a couple

well that was what you were expecting to happen until one of hao's friend was also at the mall. his friend spoke mandarin so you had no idea what they were talking about

"hao? it's been so long!" they exclaimed. hao seemed surprised and greeted them

"it really has! how come your in seoul?" and before you knew it they began conversing in mandarin leaving you confused on what else that they were saying

hao then turned to face you, "babe, is it ok if i hang out with them? it's been a while since i've seen them and i want to catch up."

it would be a lie to say that you were happy with this, but even still you allowed him and they left together

all your planning went to waste as it was thrown away that quickly. you were so thrilled to meet up with your boyfriend and find a date that both of you were free on. you knew it would be even more harder to find another day since he had a comeback and a tour approaching

you shut off your phone for the day and headed home on the bus with mixed emotions, mostly jealousy

at around night time you were sitting in your living room when the doorbell suddenly rang, you were surprised that someone was here this late but when you opened it, it was hao!

"uh, hi?" he showed you his recent calls that you missed

"i called you four times today, how come you didn't pick up?" his voice sounding very firm

"oh i thought that you were busy with your friend.." you didn't even mean to say that but it slipped out, hao raised his brow at this

"what?" you shrugged replying, "i don't know. i was excited to hang out with you today knowing it'll be hard to do this again only for you to leave me stranded to hang out with someone else."

hao's frown slowly disappeared as he cupped your cheeks, kissing you gently. "i'm sorry baby. i didn't know you were this hurt over the situation. i promise we can find another day to meet up, i'll make it up to you."

sung hanbin

you decided to stop by the wakeone building to deliver the food you brought for the members after a long day of practice that burnt out the boys

hanbin had also personally asked for you to visit since he missed you, and of course you listened and did exactly that!

you were holding two bags of food in your hand and headed up to the practice room

just as you opened the door, everyone gasped at the food and ran towards you, hanbin being especially excited to see you more than the food

"you guys must've been hungry..." you said, watching as everyone stuffed their faces with the food you bought. gyuvin nodded, "yeah we barely had anything today!"

you then felt a hand touch your shoulder, as you turned to your side, hanbin was right there

"thank you love." he said, pecking your temple.

"of course! you all deserve it after working so hard!"

as they finished eating, they returned to practicing again. you were about to leave when hanbin stopped you at the door

"don't go yet!" he pouted, "at least watch our new choreography!"

you couldn't resist your hamcat boyfriend and decided to stay for a little longer than planned

but what you weren't expecting was a backup dancer that arrived. the music played and one of hanbin's part involved a solo dance with them. his hands were all over them and you could only watch in shock

it was as if you paused in real life, did you actually witness that? you couldn't help but feel jealousy seeping through you

as the music finished, everyone gave hanbin and the dancer compliments and cheers. hanbin then approached you where you were feeling less cheerful than before

"hey what's wrong?" he asked. you shook your head, "nothing. it's just...i wasn't expecting your solo dance to be with someone else."

he then chuckled, showing off his cat whiskers, "don't worry babe. it's just a dance. i don't have any actual feelings for them when i have you."

seok matthew

you've been noticing that matthew has been in the wakeone building more often than usual. he would usually be able to hang out with you but it had been nearly three weeks since you last saw each other

you didn't think you did anything wrong so you were puzzled as to why matthew hadn't proposed a date to go on. you've also been noticing that matthew was sending you lots of voice chats of him singing, sharing how well he was doing

so one day you decided to reach out to one of his members and see what was going on

the contact you called the most was taerae, matthew's 02 friend. you pressed the call button and waited

about 5 seconds later, taerae picked up and gave you a cheerful hello

"hey taerae! i was just wondering, what has matthew been up to recently?"

"matthew? i thought you would know since you two are dating."

"yeah but the past few weeks he's barely texted me and when he does their just voice chats sharing some songs he sang." you heard taerae chuckling on the other end

"oh he must've done that after meeting with that new vocal trainer." new vocal trainer?!

"huh?" taerae once again laughed, "he didn't tell you? he hired his own vocal trainer, they've apparently worked with huge artists."

you understood that it was his job to sing but he wasn't meeting up because of this? you didn't know why but your heart starting beating quickly, worried over matthew losing interest in you

"oh...okay. thanks for telling me taerae." you hung up.

the next hour you got a call from matthew, you were thrilled but still side eyeing him

"hey matt." you said, he noticed your lack of enthusiasm right away. "what's wrong?"

you sighed, "i heard you were getting trained by a new vocal trainer, is that why you've haven't asked to go on any dates?"

"i know and i'm sorry we haven't honey. i'll cancel my training tomorrow to make time for you. your always my first priority and i'm sorry for neglecting you."

kim taerae

you and taerae were walking in the park together, promotions had just wrapped up and the first he thing was call you to ask if you wanted to meet up, of course you agreed!

he was telling you about all the new friends he recently made while at the music shows, it made you proud to see taerae living out his long time dream of becoming a singer

but just as you were about to speak, someone else called out taerae's name from afar

you noticed that taerae smiled at his name being called. his cute dimples popping out right away

"taerae! it's such a coincidence that were both at the park!" the person exclaimed, taerae giggled, "right?"

as they continued talking, you felt as if you were absent since he didn't even say anything to you, it wasn't until you introduced yourself as taerae's partner that the person acknowledged your existence

"oh. hi." was all they said to you before returning to their conversation with taerae

and after that it became a date with those two with you as the third wheel, just trailing behind them as if this wasn't your date with taerae

taerae seemed really happy to talk with them so you didn't want to barge into their conversation, but it still hurt you how taerae was ignoring you

you couldn't take it anymore and tapped your boyfriend's shoulder. he turned and faced you

"i'm heading home, something urgent happened to my sister." you lied, taerae tried to stop you but you were already far gone

you began walking to the nearby station to head home. just as you were about to enter the train, you heard someone shouting at you from behind

"(name)! (name)!" you could immediately recognize the voice to be taerae's. you were hesitant to speak to him

"please don't go, i know nothing happened to your sister. i'm sorry for ignoring you, i admit it's my fault." he said

"i understand that taerae but you barely spoke to me after your friend noticed you. i was really looking forward to spend some time together."

"i know, please tell me whatever i can do make up for this. i love you so much, i can't imagine a life without you."

shen ricky

you were hanging out at the dorms with the members, ricky had invited you since he wanted you to be there as they were going to watch that reality show you've been telling him all about

the lights dimmed and the show played on the screen, everyone was coddled up in blankets with you cuddled up next to ricky

but you noticed that ricky's phone would continuously brighten as he received a notification on wechat. you didn't think too much of it at first but it got to the point where every second it would occur

even gyuvin began to yell at ricky to get his phone or leave it in his shared bedroom

eventually ricky checked it, a smile tugged at his lips reading the notification

curiousity got the best of you as you couldn't even focus on the show playing, your mind filled with thoughts of the worst. you knew ricky would never do anything like cheating but your naturally an overthinker

just then, ricky got up to pick up a call. making the members sigh in relief that they wouldn't have to deal with the notifications during the show

instead of staying in your spot you went to investigate and caught ricky speaking to someone in mandarin. you heard him chuckling and pacing around his dorm room

but before you could return to your spot, the door swung open and you were met with a confused ricky

"what are you doing here?" he asked

"who were you speaking to?" you replied, completely ignoring his question

"oh it was just a friend! they arrived back to shanghai and wanted me to know."

you were still unsure, "but they were texting you a lot when we were watching the show."

"they were telling me every detail of their trip but then decided to call me instead." the way ricky calmly explained the situation made you feel much more at ease. he even showed you their conversation and translated everything

"oh..i was just overthinking the situation." you shyly responded. he ruffled your hair and chuckled

"we tell each other everything right? i don't want you to think that something has come between us."

kim gyuvin

you've noticed that gyuvin was posting on his story a lot, most of them including someone you've never seen before. most of their stories consisted of their hangouts and selfies of them together

at first you didn't mind it but gyuvin gradually began replying slower to your texts or taking hours to even read them, sometimes he'd even read them but not reply. but whenever he did read them, you'd see that he posted on his story with that same person

jealousy got the best of you, how come he couldn't make time to message you but hang out with this person nearly everyday?

not to mention that gyuvin has never acted like this before. he always replies to your messages quickly and didn't just leave you on seen for hours on end

in response to this behaviour, you just stopped messaging him or even contacting him. it was totally out of character for you to do this but this was what you thought was the best decision

and before you knew it, you were getting bombarded with texts from your boyfriend, continuously asking why you haven't texted him and what you were up to, it made you smile

but you weren't responding to them like he did. you thought that was the end and shut your phone off, not even an hour later he called you. you couldn't decline it and picked it up

"hey, why haven't you responding to my text messages? i miss youuuu."

"why haven't YOU been messaging me as often?" you replied

"what do you mean?" is he trying to act like this past week hasn't been him ignoring you for something else?

"don't act coy, i saw the stories you posted with someone else when we've haven't seen each other in so long. have you been purposely not replying to my texts?"

"of course not! they were studying abroad in australia and recently returned to korea so i've been wanting to catch up with them. i'm sorry if you got the wrong idea though babe. if you want, i can cancel all my plans next week to dedicate it for you, and only you."

"i would love that."

park gunwook

at lunch time you were planning on heading to gunwook's homeroom to see if he was available, but he unexpectedly wasn't there

you approached one of his friends and asked but they informed you that gunwook had actually left early

you did a whole circle around the school but still couldn't find your boyfriend. this was odd since gunwook was always waiting for you in his homeroom so you two could eat lunch together and just spend time together

you thought he was busy playing soccer in the field so you went outside, but to your surprise, gunwook was with someone else

as you got a bit closer you saw that they were sitting on a bench, giggling with one another. you noticed how the other person nudged gunwook's shoulder as they were laughing at something

it made your heart sting for no reason, gunwook always dedicated his lunch time to you, he would've told you beforehand if he was going to be with someone else

the only thing you could do was watch from afar, you weren't being replaced, right?

but just as you were going to head back inside, you heard gunwook call your name

"oh great.." you whispered. he began running after you and catched up to you in a few seconds, soccer really does help with his fast pace

"what are you doing here?" his adorable grinned showed

"uh, nothing really, i was just looking for you."

"ah, i see! i was showing around my friend who recently transferred to our school. we went to middle school together and haven't seen each other in a while."

suddenly all the jealousy you had evaporated as you worried over nothing

"oh okay! i'm glad you two met again!"

"me too! but i promise tomorrow we can spend lunch time together. i'm sorry for not telling you beforehand." gunwook could never fail to make you smile

"deal!"

han yujin

you and yujin were in the same homeroom class which meant you could see your boyfriend more often in school, so you thought that when you had a project to do in class, yujin would choose you as his partner. but that wasn't the case at all

he ended up working with someone who you had a bad past with, that person was never nice to you and had a crush on yujin for a while before you two began dating. they got even more angry when they found out about your relationship

after that day, each time you would ask to walk home together or head out to get food at lunch, he would decline to be with them and work on the project

before you knew it, jealousy began brewing inside of you. you understood that there was a project they had to complete but even after the project was completed, they continued to hang out.

it got to the point where yujin would stop walking home with you and instead with them. they were enjoying it too, giving you smirks whenever they left together. you felt neglected by your own boyfriend

after that you gave up on trying to get your boyfriend's attention. you stopped messaging, calling or speaking to him in school.

yujin noticed this and tried multiple times to talk to you but you would leave class early and head to the academy instead of straight home

one day yujin couldn't handle it and approached you before you could leave.

"can we talk?" he asked. his tone sounded serious so you agreed, he took you out to the hallway where it became a ghost town

"why have you stopped speaking to me? do you know how much i missed seeing you?"

you sighed, "i don't know, it seemed that you were pretty happy speaking with them instead and going home with them."

yujin then realized what you were talking about. you were jealous, he giggled and held your hand

"i'm sorry for ignoring you. they kept asking if we could go places together but i didn't know how you felt."

"so will you walk home with me today instead?" you crossed your arms playfully. he looked down and smiled, then nodding

"yes. from now on."

[cowboybarzy]

aaah hey could i request for a blurb with barzy in singapore? im from there and i cant wait to see what you’ll come up with hehe i love your writing so much :-) have a great summer!!

tysm for your request! always love seeing you in my notifications <3 hope I did well!!

this is the end of the world trip! thank you to everyone who requested and everyone who followed along! here is the masterlist of the world trip for your convenience :)

disclaimer: I don't know much about the country so I've looked a few things up on google and obviously used google translate (lang. used: malay). please please lmk if anything is wrong (translations or anything relating to the culture). I'm always open to learn and already did a bunch from my quick google search haha I've been on a few websites that shared traditional foods and now I need to go asap and taste everything!! EDIT: one very kind anon reached out and gave me a little history lesson/clarification so here is what they had to say!! ty anon!!

📍singapore with mat barzal

"Oh my god, it smells amazing in here," your boyfriend Mat exclaimed when you entered the small restaurant.

"I know," you answered, your face lighting up at the familiar scent. "It's my favorite place ever."

The hostess, a close friend of your grandmother, light up when she saw you walk in. "(Y/n)! ia telah begitu lama. Tengok awak. Awak sangat cantik." (It's been so long. Look at you. You're so beautiful.)

You smiled, catching up with her quickly and finally introducing your boyfriend to her.

"Selamat berkenalan," (It’s nice to meet you.) he said, his pronunciation a lot better then when you practiced with him on the plane ride.

When you were finally seated, your favorite table of course, and immediately started looking through the menu. Almost two days ago you and Mat had made it to your home country, Singapore. After a year of dating, you were ready for him to meet your family back home and show him where you spend most of your childhood. Mat was very excited for you to show him everything and was a very good sport when eating all of the cultural foods he was not used to. He loved exploring and expanding his food palate.

"You've already had the chili crab, but this place does it better than anywhere else, so you can have that again if you want." You translated the menu for him, but he wanted something with rice or noodles. "Then I'd do the char kway teow. It's pretty traditional stir fry based dish. I think you'd like it."

"Ok, I might take that then." He looked around more, still deciding on what he's in the mood for.

A server, also someone you knew, then came over to take your orders. You gave her yours, then looked at Mat, unsure if he had made his final decision. "You ready?"

He nodded, then looked at the server. "Saya tolong minta char kway teow." (I will have the char kway teow, please.) Your mouth dropped in shock. How did he just say this sentence, pronouncing the words almost perfectly? The server nodded, then left towards the kitchen.

"What?" He grinned.

"How did you know how to say that?" You were still shocked, but a smile crept over your lips. You had taught him a few words here and there, but not how to say whole sentences.

"Oh, I didn't tell you?," he asked innocently. "I've been taking duolingo lessons since we've planned this trip." That was almost three months ago. Tears coated your eyes when you realized what that meant.

"Mat." He smiled, taking your hand in his.

"I just thought I could impress your family a bit. And you, by the looks of it." You broke out in a small, emotional laugh.

"I want to squeeze the crap out of you right now. And kiss." He laughed and kissed the palm of your hand.

"We can do that later. How about you let me have my last meal first?"

[b3742864234]

Futa x reader, Futa x reader, Futa x reader. Please please. There aren’t that many out there, which is a shame~

Ok so for this I decided to do just regular relationship hcs (lmk if you want a pre milgram him xreader about how you got together as i already wrote one for current him) buut i included both pre-milgram fuuta and the fuuta we have now :)

Pre-milgram silly

he can and will be agressively protective of you

im talking like, if someone looks at you wrong he is not afraid to get in a fight with them

he's proud to show you his accomplishments (by that i mean. getting a whole group of people to bully others)

but also, he's be very proud of you

he's the kinda person that will show off his s/o at any chance he can get

annoying-couple style, he posts about how cool and great you are

he easily adapts to your love language, he treats your needs as more important than anyone else's

his love language is physical touch. so get ready

he plays soccer with you :)

if you don't know how to play/aren't that good at it, he teaches you instead

when he first asked you to play you were. surprised to say the least

smth smth twitter user goes outside !?

sorry

but still. he doesn't seem like the kinda person to enjoy sports all that much

if you're in any way artsy or just want to get out and do something, he's the one

like in backdraft's mv, i imagine he actually enjoys drawing graffiti

it's a nice way to destress, express yourself, all that

if you mess up it's whatever. who's gonna judge a graffiti drawn in some secluded place

he draws you at one point. it's not the best but you know he tried his best.?

you both take a few selfies in front of the art :)

it's Your Spot <3

.........

he found out about his victim's death when he was with you

and oh. oh

he didn't mean to do this

he just. stares there at his phone, mumbling excuses to himself

because he's not a murderer, right?

you wouldn't date a murderer.

he's okay. he didn't do anything bad

he just hopes you don't blame him

Milgram silly

he feels weird about this relationship

in a way that, he doesn't fully understand your reasons to date him.

but he's happy with you

he often says how you're "the only normal one here" and you "keep him sane"

he's joking. obv

half joking

if you're a prisoner, he fully believes you are innocent

honestly i feel like he wouldn't even date you if he thought otherwise

as in, he'd first have to know your story and then he'd judge you based on that

if you're a guard? that's a funky dynamic

the annoying loud angry prisoner becoming more and more calm around That One Guard

everyone is quick to notice, which results in him kind of avoiding you

he fails miserably. you are a guard. there is no escaping

either way he cares about you. a lot

he talks about you to haruka

it started kind of involuntarily. haruka just asked him about his opinion on you

and oh boy. he sure had an Opinion

he "offhandedly" complimented you a lot, noticed a lot more details about you than about other prisoners

haruka understood the situation. pretty quickly

he does not mind :) he finds it kinda cute

anyways

fuuta thinks about you. a lot

he likes to imagine you both in different scenarios, he has soo many ideas for you guys for when he's (or you both) released

speaking of which, you're his new motivation to get out of milgram

he now just wants to live with you, be free to do whatever he wants, all with you, without That Feeling at the back of his mind that someone is watching (other prisoners/guards)

:)

[kiryoutann]

Hiatus Announcement

As stated in the title, I will be taking a hiatus. Apart from being busy, I’m currently in a bad mental condition (been ghosting everyone and having A LOT of emotional ups and downs, but nothing serious, I hope). I also feel like I need a break from all the big social media, so please understand that this means no new writing and work for a while. It's OK for you to still submit to my ask box or message me; but, it will take me some time to respond to you. Not sure when I'll be back.

Before I go, I want to let you know there are some plots I will (likely) write in the future!

1. DEVIL MAY CRY (ZHONGLI X FEM! READER)

↠ THE TITLE. if u play the game lmk. our bebe zhongli x devil! reader. where he makes a contract with you to save his comatose and amnesiac wife (guizhong) in return you get half of his life span. but, in the middle of the way—something that shouldn't exist formed between the two of you. you fall in love with him, and are complicated watching him love someone else.

2. SECRET LADY (DILUC RAGNVINDR X FEM! READER)

↠ someone made an assassination attempt on ceo! diluc. after learning that his safety might be at risk, he hires an elite bodyguard—you, a former military soldier who joined a security company after a mission gone wrong that killed your friends. you and diluc have your own problems. but, your time together will make you determined to help each other—including uncovering who’s behind the attempted murder which turns out to be connected to a past case.

3. EX PROBLEM (CHILDE X FEM! READER)

↠ this is probably your cup of tea, guys. though i should warn u this involves toxic relationship (slightly manipulative behaviors. i do NOT condone this behavior irl). after breaking up with your lover—ajax, you are faced with the fact that you’re still stuck living in the same apartment as him. despite being filthy rich and owning many apartments and condos in town, for some reason he also doesn't want to move. while you're trying to save up enough money to move out quickly, ajax does everything he can to make you lose your patience—including crashing your blind date with someone. like your friends say, you always find your way back to each other. will this be the same as before?

I want to quickly write it all. So, please wait for me to get better! Be happy and healthy, everyone.

♡, Ryou

[hayleythesugarbowl]

omg can you write some more headcannons for mariners?? Like more jarred, george kirby, etc

seattle mariners x reader headcanons

｡⋆୨୧˚ masterlist • jarred kelenic (pt 1) • julio rodriguez fic ｡⋆୨୧˚

a/n: ok literally you don’t know how happy this makes me that someone out there wants hcs for jarred//the mariners like ahh 😭 thank you so much for this request it made my week but anyways yes my biased self heard jarred kelenic and went with that so his might be a tad longer 🙊 but yes i hope you enjoy!!! 🍒🎀

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being with the mariners would include…

jarred kelenic (part 2)…

like i said, i do have a part one for jarred, you can find it here !!

dating jarred would include…

definitely calls you babe 

mentions you in interviews whenever he can 

when he was recovering from his injury you helped him relax and stay busy 

like so many movie nights and spa day 

he loves your eyes 

you hype him up before (and after) games

you guys 100% have a playlist together 

and he texts you before adding anything to it to check with you 

and you know it’s 98% taylor swift

he loves sleeping in with you 

you guys run and go to the gym together

whispers in your ear

“you’re just so beautiful (y/n), I don’t deserve you”

his social media is practically dedicated to you at this point

spends as much time with you as he possibly can on off days

he actually doesn’t know what he’d do without you and he just loves you so much <3

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george kirby…

dating george would include…

he calls you before every game

and the games he’s starting specifically 

and just talks to you because he needs your support and encouragement 

he blushes so easily it’s adorable 

so many forehead kisses 

you make him laugh when he is too serious

loves spoiling you 

like if you so much as mention wanting something in passing—

plays with your hair 

has a hand on your waist constantly 

he just cares about you more than anything and you’re his world 

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julio rodríguez…

dating julio would include…

loves your smile

always has an arm around you 

and he smells so good literally 24/7

he’ll like come home from games 

(the one’s that you don’t go to of course)

and you’ll just talk for hours, laughing about everything that happened and telling stories 

loves nothing more than seeing you happy

target runs at 3am

you guys are so supportive of each other 

picking you up and twirling you around 

he loves you above all else and doesn’t hesitate to tell everyone <3

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ˋ°•*⁀➷ hope you enjoyed this!! lmk if you want any other mariners <3🍒💌

[rosenallies]

single mom anetra au yes pls😌

Ok idk how I feel abt this but uhh here is a bit of this ??<3 lmk what y'all think<333

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Anetra sat at the bar, nursing a Margarita, stirring the drink around with her straw. She watched from the corner of her eye at couples on the dance floor, kissing and touching one another like they were completely alone. She envied them. There was a part of her that regretted her divorce, but she couldn’t shake the negative feelings she harbored toward her now ex-husband when she told him she thought she was bisexual and he blew up at her. She wasn’t even asking to explore that with anyone else, she just thought she could confide in him; after all he’d been with her since high school. He put a ring on her finger and had given her a daughter all before the age of 21, now at 26 she was divorced and single in the midst of a sexuality crisis with sole custody of their 5 year old daughter, Aurora. 

The thought of her daughter reminded her to check in with the babysitters. She didn’t leave Aurora with anyone else very often, but when the teenage twins next door offered to babysit in exchange for only $10 an hour, she figured she could use a night out; the girls were a bit ditzy but between the two of them, she figured they’d be fine, which they confirmed with several ‘thumbs up’ emojis when she texted them asking how things were going. 

Anetra sighed and slipped her phone back in her purse, debating just heading home, it was still early enough for her to curl up on the couch with a bottle of wine and a DVR full of reality tv shows she’d recorded. She sucked down the last of her drink when someone approached her, sliding themself between her and the person on the stool next to her.

“I’ll take a lemon drop martini and whatever she’s having,” they said to the bartender, gesturing to her. 

“Oh, um, just a regular Margarita, please.”

“I’m Marcia,” they said, tossing their silky blonde hair over their shoulder with a smile.

“Anetra, it’s nice to meet you.”

“You too, so what brings you here? All by your lonesome,” they giggled.

Anetra hesitated, shrugging and sipping her drink. “Just hanging out, I guess.”

Marcia hummed, trailing a delicate finger up her arm. “Would you care to maybe hang out somewhere else?”

“Oh, um, I don’t know-I have to get home, I have work in the morning and-”

“So do I,” they said, smiling, “my backseat is roomy.”

Heat pooled in Anetra’s stomach and she found herself nodding.

“Good, well, let me show you a good time, yeah?”

They led her out to the parking lot by the hand and all Anetra could think about was how she hoped Marcia couldn’t feel how sweaty her palms were.

Marcia wasn’t kidding about the good time they’d promised as they had Anetra coming apart under their tongue quicker than her ex had ever been capable of. 

“Do you want to come stay the night at my place? I’d be glad to keep the night going,” Marcia said breathlessly after they’d let Anetra play with them until they finished on her fingers with a high pitched moan. 

“Oh, I really have to get going, but thank you for the offer. I had fun.”

Before Marcia had a chance to ask for her number or give her theirs, Anetra yanked her dress back into place and left the car, hailing a taxi and heading home, Marcia’s delicate begging to finish playing in her mind on a loop.

When she got home, she paid the twins, just glad they didn’t set the kitchen on fire making the kraft mac n’ cheese she’d left for them to give Aurora for dinner and sent them on their way, chuckling to herself as they bickered down the hallway about who deserved the bigger cut, despite her paying them an even number that they could easily split. 

Once the girls left, she stood in the kitchen, suddenly feeling more alone than ever. She quickly scarfed down the last of the leftover mac n’ cheese and dumped the bowl in the kitchen sink to do later. About to head to bed, the sound of small feet could be heard pattering down the hallway.

“Mommy?” Aurora said, sleepily rubbing at her eyes that seemed to be stained pink and glittery.

“Hi, princess,” she replied, “how was your night?”

She nodded. “Good! Sugar did my makeup and said I look like a princess!”

“You are a princess, my princess. How come you’re still up?”

Aurora shrugged. “I just wanted to see you.”

Guilt made Anetra’s stomach twist, a feeling she couldn’t shake since her divorce, despite her therapist assuring her she did what was best for her and Aurora. 

“Do you want to come sleep in my bed?” Anetra asked, a sneaking suspicion. Since the divorce and the move to a new city in a new apartment, Aurora had slept in her bed more nights than her own and honestly, Anetra couldn’t blame her. Even she felt lonely in bed at night.

“Can I?”

Anetra smiled and pet her hair. “Of course, darling, we’ve gotta get up early for your first dance class in the morning, anyway.”

“Oh yay!” Aurora exclaimed, clapping her hands and hugging her mother’s legs, “I’m so excited!”

The next morning, Anetra woke up to a little foot in her face and an ache in her back, just a small reminder that just last night she was laid in the back of a stranger’s car, moaning their name. She ignored the ache in her loins as she thought about it while she showered and ignored the thought of Marcia’s sweet smile while she drove Aurora to her dance class, Disney songs playing softly from her car’s speaker. 

When they arrived, she walked Aurora into the lobby where other parents lingered, sipping expensive coffee as they chatted about how their kid was gonna be the next big thing. 

“Hi, are you here for the beginning ballet class?” An older woman with a tight ponytail approached her, smiling down at Aurora in her pink leotard and skirt.

“Yes, are you the teacher?”

“No, my name is Sasha, I own the studio and I just wanted to come in to welcome all our new dancers, there’s quite a few starting today.”

Anetra nodded along. “I’m Anetra, and this is my daughter, Aurora.”

“Welcome, we’re glad to have you, you’ll find her teacher in the studio right over to the left if you’d like to get acquainted with them, they’re lovely!”

“Great, thank you so much.”

Sasha nodded curtly and walked away, leaving her and Aurora to make their way to the studio where her class would be held.

 It seemed they were the only ones there as when they entered, the studio was empty, save for the blonde bent over the speaker, fiddling with the cords.

“Hello,” Anetra said, awkwardly getting their attention.

The blonde gasped and dropped the cords, turning around. Anetra felt the blood drain from her face as the memories of the night prior came flooding back once again, despite her attempts to push them away.

“I’m Marcia,” they said brightly with a smile, “and you two are?”

Anetra swallowed, unsure as to whether they were playing dumb or if they genuinely don’t remember. As far as Anetra could tell, they were relatively sober last night, so they must’ve remembered.

“I’m Anetra and this is my daughter Aurora.”

“Welcome to class, Aurora, I love your leotard, pink is my favorite color!”

Aurora looked up at her mother excitedly, then back at Marcia. “It’s mine too! I’m really excited to be in dance class, my mommy said since her and daddy divorced I needed something to cheer me up!”

At that moment, Anetra felt like she wanted to be swallowed up whole by the universe, her cheeks burning with embarrassment.

“Well, dance is a perfect way to cheer yourself up, I’m so glad both of you are here! Do you wanna say bye to mommy?”

Anetra squatted down to her level, smoothing down a hair that flew away from the rest of her bun, the same strand of hair that she could never get to sit flat ever since Aurora was born. “You be good now, okay, princess? Mommy will be back in an hour, don’t be scared, I will be back, okay?”

“Okay! Bye mommy!”

Excited as ever, Aurora skipped over to where Marcia was, a group of other little girls starting to form a huddle around them. It seemed as if Anetra was more anxious about it than she was. Sighing, Anetra slipped out of the studio and back into her car where she decided she’d wait. 

An hour of mindlessly scrolling through her phone went by slowly and when it was finally time, she went back inside to collect her daughter, who spun around in circles excitedly, showing off her newly learned moves.

Marcia approached her, a soft hand on her shoulder. “Cute kiddo. Let me know if mommy ever needs some cheering up too,” they said, slipping a folded up index card into her hand before turning their attention back to the other parents coming to collect their kids. Unfolding the card, Anetra noticed it was their phone number, with ‘call me’ written in loopy writing, signed off with a heart and a smiley face.