#i love em so much ughhh

[mewozie]

RELEASEEEEE MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

[greenelight]

mason   remembers   those   days   when   he   would   cross   an   ocean   just   to   go   see   the   man   he   was   falling   for   ,   how   he'd   spend   his   weekends   flying   over   to   him   ,   then   dozing   off   the   minute   he   was   in   his   arms.   sebastian   was   always   so   sweet   &   doting   whenever   he   arrived   to   him   in   the   middle   of   the   night   &   their   first   reunion   in   bed   would   always   be   sweet   &   gentle   ,   mixed   with   love   &   shared   kisses   in   between.   they   are   in   a   similar   position   now   on   the   couch   ,   the   love   still   the   same   ,   if   not   bigger   as   they   lay   with   one   another   ,   sebastian   finally   calm   after   all   his   cleaning   &   organizing.   he   appreciates   his   need   to   remain   tidy   ,   but   their   vacation   is   coming   to   an   end.   soon   they'll   be   going   back   to   work   full   time   &   they'll   have   less   moments   like   these   to   enjoy   ,   sans   the   weekend   of   course.   mason   sighs   ,   kissing   sebastian's   knuckles   even   as   he   stands   &   begins   talking   about   food.   he   does   want   to   eat   since   it's   been   a   while   since   their   last   meal   ,   but   it's   always   hard   to   separate   after   such   a   long   cuddle.   his   body   will   always   need   sebastian   to   remain   close   &   he's   accepted   that   fact   to   remain   true   for   the   rest   of   their   lives.

❝   oh   ,   you're   tempting   me   with   my   two   favorites.   that's   gonna   be   really   tough.   ❞   mason   kisses   sebastian's   knuckles   again   ,   so   doting   &   gentle   how   he   pays   attention   to   each   part   of   him   ,   happily   waiting   to   see   his   husband's   reaction.   ❝   i   honestly   could   do   some   pad   thai   if   i'm   being   honest.   when   was   the   last   time   we   had   good   take   out   food   that   wasn't   pub   or   heavy   food ?   ❞   he   giggles,   standing   to   join   his   husband   wherever   he   planned   to   go   ,   still   clinging   to   his   hand   ,   grinning   happily.   ❝   do   you   remember   that   chinese   food   we   got   from   that   one   place   in   london   ?   it   does   not   compare   to   our   usual   place   here in new york at   all.   aside   from   your   mom's   food   ,   the   food   in   london   tends   to   be   a   bit   heavy   for   me.   pretty   sure   i   gained   a   few   pounds   from   it   &   it   went   all   to   my   hips   ,   not   that   i   think   you   mind.   ❞

"okay. the husband will chill." he laughs before shutting his eyes, making a sincere attempt to calm himself down and stop bouncing around with ideas. snuggled up with mason on the couch, sebastian can hear his steady breathing, the soft shift of clothes on clothes, their bodies adjusting against each other. he tries to focus on that, on the subtle movements, on the sound of cars outside and birds in the backyard trees. that helps relax him down to a more manageable level, and by the time he opens his eyes again, he's a new person.

"see? better." strong hands snake up the back of mason's shirt and smooth over his bare skin, tracing around marks and moles he finds without even looking. that tracing turns to kneading after a minute, finding a bit of tension in his lower back. "this is what plane rides do to you," he tells @greenelight matter of factly, brows quirking. "i remember how tense you'd be after flying to see me, back when we were first dating. how we'd lay in bed and you'd doze off, and i'd lay beside you and massage your back. eventually i'd fall asleep too, but for a little while, i'd try to make you feel more comfortable beside me. the two of us sprawled in the bed where we first became whole."

sebastian leans in and noses mason's ear and temple, then shuts his eyes and casts his breathing in a slow, rhythmic pulse. "i'm happy we're home. i know i've said that a few times already, and i really do miss london... but this... here, on the couch with you, this is home. you're home."

if they fall in and out of sleep, neither of them notice. eventually sebastian adjusts and climbs off the couch, clinging to mason's hand as he does so. "let's order dinner. i'm feeling peckish." sebastian leans down, kisses mason's hair, and goes to retrieve his phone from the charger nearby. "pad thai?" he asks his husband, "or our favorite burgers? i could do either. up to you, broadway baby."

[thisismeracing]

Mó paz | LH44

SOCIAL MEDIA AU

― Pairing: Lewis Hamilton x brazilian!reader (she/her) ― Warnings: curse words, mentions of food, typos (not proofread). ― Summary: It's time for the Interlagos GP and fans are excited to see how Lewis' Portuguese sounds after becoming a citizen AND dating Yn. ― A/n: Shout out to @queenshikongo3 for suggesting this piece. 🤍 ― A/n:² none of the pictures used are mine, they are all from Pinterest and other apps. everything else is made up by me, and I do not allow it to be published on a different platform. I would appreciate it if those things could be taken into consideration 💛

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yn México te amo, pero yo extrañé mi hogar! 💚 (Mexico, I love you, but I missed my home)

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carlossainzssy Charles is their kid, and in this essay I will- ☝🏻

ferrarifinesse Thank you for sharing the Charles pic, YN!!!!!

lewishamilton te quiero! 😘 (I love you!)

 ⤷ popyn the way he always say's he lovers her using the language of the week's Gran Prix, I- I wanna be loved like this!!!!!!!!!!!

mercgoldenyears not George following lewis like a lost puppy/lost kid, I actually love them sm omg 😂

 ⤷ yn but he is our grid kid! <3

 ⤷  charles_leclerc what about me???

 ⤷ oscarpiastri and me?

 ⤷ landonorris I don't exist???

 ⤷ yukitsunoda0511 I'm feeling betrayed

 ⤷ mickschumacher So am I!

 ⤷  yn lewishamilton please help me here, the kids are fighting

 ⤷ lewishamilton sebastianvettel help, seb!!!

 ⤷ redferrari16 this is so funny LMAO

mirrorballeclerc the matching yellow aesthetic pic, they're truly soulmates 😭💙

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lewishamilton Mais uma volta para casa 🇧🇷 (Another homecoming 🇧🇷)

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brunamarquezine 💚💛 bem vindo de volta!!! (Welcome back!)

44brcitizen I am the happiest person, I actually never had a sad day in my life, I can't remember ever struggling, or whatever, life is beautiful! 🌷🌸🌻💐

monacoocon The Brazilian flag is actually so pretty, I'm always mesmerized

yn 😍😍

⤷ 1dformulaone yeah, babes, that's your man (I wish it was mine, with all due respect KJDSGKJDSG)

mercedesamgf1 💜💚💛🤍

georgerussell63 vamos! 🇧🇷 (let’s go!)

⤷ sassyrussell Carmen wrote this, I just know she did 😂🤍

*the first story says "She's writing new songs".

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lewishamilton mó paz! 💚

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badgalriri 😍😍😍❤️

linikeroficial amo amo amo! (I love love love)

missionfortyfourr mó paz means to be in peace, chilling, serene

⤷ mercmickie and the fact that the song talks about being at peace after he came into her life, that he's there to stay, that her life's different now?!!?!?!?!? I AM SOBBING

lewandyn she's so pretty, so smart, so talented, so perfect ughhh 🩷😭

⤷ lewishamilton yes, she is ❤️

⤷ norrizzlando your honor, he's in love!

interlagostrack LINDOS, PERFEITOS, DONOS DE MIM!

yn Te amo muito, vidinha 💗 (I love you sm, my life!)

⤷ lewishamilton te amo, meu amor

⤷ russellrain "meu amor" alguém por favor, me ajuda, eu desidratei de tanto chorar (“my love” someone pls help me, I just dehydrated from crying)

⤷ totolobo TE AMO, MEU AMOR DSKGJDSKJSKDHJ

roscoelovescoco I’s love’s you!

princessyn Stream Mó paz on spotify!!!!!!!!!!!!!

carmenmmundt 🩵🩵🩵

franciscac.gomes lindos! 🥰🤍

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yn Que dia incrível cantando com os amigos em casa, e que noite perfeita celebrando com eles! Amo vocês 💘

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sunnysainz we all know who she was looking at in the first pic hehe

tsunodaangel Omg, I love them so so much 🥲

lewishamilton 🤩😍😍

lewishamilton caraca, foi incrível!!!

⤷ charleslehoe he's officially Brazilian now!!!!! LOL

patriciaramos a mulher mais linda do Brasil!!! (The most beautiful woman in Brazil!!!)

⤷ yn te amo, paty! (I love you, paty!)

swiftieyn why haven't we got a collab w xnda yet?

⤷ yn you sure you haven't? 👀

⤷ schumachersbike OMG OMGDKJSDKJG

seujorge 💛💛💛

ricciardosmile 🎶 bom que cê chegou pra ficar pra sempre, com você mó paz 🎶

carsgoingvroom the "existe amor em sp" reference *cries* (it means "there's love in SP, it's a reference to a song that says that there's no love in Sao Paulo)

⤷ braziliangp how about the quote??!?!!? I melted (if the sun doesn't shine tomorrow I'll use your smile to light my day")

⤷ mickcedes omg you guys thank you sm!! I was struggling with my A1 and translator LOL 😅

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[rubiehart]

tell ‘em - sabrina carpenter

this song is sooooooo kook!reader x jj in a secret relationship, hiding it from the rest of the island knowing the problems your love would cause, “‘cause if they know what we know then everything’s gonna change” is just perfect like ughhh.

“the way you looked at me felt like heaven, oh. i know they can see, i know they can tell it.” let me set the scene. i’m thinking midsummers, your relationships sorta new, not totally believing jj was going to show up but not making it obvious to your friends that’s who you’d been waiting on all night, low and behold he showed up like he’d promised, running up from the dock further down the beach, his toned body you knew all too well clad in tight dress pants and matching waistcoat, the outfit was not something he would’ve chosen to wear and you knew that by the way he was pulling at his collar where his bow tie was too tight, any other time you would’ve laughed at jj in something like this but the throbbing between your thighs contradicts your thoughts cooompletely.

despite his hate for his “kooky get up”, he looked really good, messy blonde hair contrasting with the fancy outfit making your thighs clench, unfortunately stuck in a polite conversation with a crowd of other kooks which would make it hard to get away from, peeling your eyes away from jj’s approaching figure for a second as he shoots you a wink as he disappears into the house making your cheeks flush.

a few seconds later he waltzes past you with a tray full of vodka cranberries, much too casually for your liking, signalling to him with your eyes that you needed to get away from the situation, asap. he gives you a knowing look and leaves your line of sight for a few minutes, appearing again before you could react, theatrically bumping into you and spilling the beverage all down your dress, you pick up on his idea quickly and shriek. “what the hell pogue!” making him smirk a little when all eyes were on the both of you, even the music seemed to quiet down.

“jesus, i’m so sorry!” he apologises, hands frantically trying to help in some way, you had to admit he was selling this well, you manage to both slip away in the commotion of the cleaners and the chatter picks up, dipping into a single stall bathroom and searching for each others mouths as soon as your back hit the closed door. “you look so fuckin’ sexy.” he practically growled, you wrapping your hands around his neck as he drags the neckline of your dress down. “shit, so do you.” you moan out, bunching your dress at your hips as he unbuttons his pants with a little struggle, covering your mouth with his ringed hand and looking into your eyes “gonna be quiet for me girly, yeah?” he asks before pushing into your soaked core. you were his dirty little secret.

[luckykiwiii101]

The Blair Bitch Project

And who am I? That’s one secret I’ll never tell. You know you love me. XoXo - Gossip Girl 💋 💌

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Welcome back, Upper East Siders.

Call me superstitious, but I’ve got a feeling this winter could be your last season on this app. Let’s face it, I’ve been at this a long time. But age breeds wisdom. And this I know: the best is yet to come.

From all around the world our favourite Upper east siders are asking the same question. “How do i get what i want?!”

“Why can’t I have it?!?! ughhh this isn’t fair!!!”

Well, call me crazy, but bitching about it, won’t get you to your final destination. Only if you use it the right way………

Think fast B, bitch about it? or BITCH about it?

Yes, I’m talking about the Blair BITCH Project.

Since the Blair Witch Project is SO LAST SEASON, I’ve got something new to bring to the table. And no, it’s not a 5 star meal, it’s much sweeter, or should i say sour.

No one said being a Bitch would be easy.

Well……I could make an exception if your name is Georgina Sparks or Serena Van Der Woodsen. But the Bitchiest Bitch of all Bitches Is our Queen B, Blair Waldorf. It’s the season to put on your louboutons and do what you do best, Bitch about it.

They say history repeats itself. But looks like B is charting a brand new course to success. Who knew being such a B-word would get you so far? Gotta take a few notes from Queen B herself!

As Blair said “You can’t make people love you but you can make them fear you.”

Yes i’m talking about those pesky little negative assumptions you hold in that thick little head of yours. Holding on to the seats on the limousine like Blair and Chuck. Speaking of Chuck, let’s Chuck those assumptions away, far far away.

“How am I going to do that?”

Just be yourse-

Oops. The inner Georgina jumped out just there. I was going to say be a bitch, but I guess there’s no difference……… (Just kidding……or am I? XoXo. Nothing Gossip Girl loves more than a little mystery).

It’s B’s party, and she’ll cry if she wants to. Everytime you open this app, you will bitch about how easy it is for you to enter the void state and how you always wake up in it. It’s your choice really. Vaunt about it in your posts, or the replies to any void related post you see. Bitch about it randomly in your mind everytime the void state comes to mind. Shouldn’t be difficult for a Stage 5 Bitch.

Careful ladies and gents. It’s easy to fall into the valley of overconsumption. Maybe you’ll even come across a faux bitch claiming to own a Chanel purse, but when they’ve been caught red handed, you may even start to think that you can’t have a Chanel purse. How tragic.



Fuel that energy into full bitch mode and vaunt your anger/frustration/sadness/irritation into bitching all about it, and replacing those ugly assumptions with prettier ones. They need a serious MAKEOVER! Ew.

SPOTTED: B taking what seemed like a innocent little stroll down central park, but we all know everything B does is NEVER innocent. She’s been caught RED handed, drowning her two-faced wannabes (negative assumptions) in a lake in central park, after crying them a river (vaunting) and drowning them in it. A classic Blair Bitch move. I like it.

Wait……? Can you hear that? It’s B. She’s at it again. OH EM GEE! Cover your ears. It’s a full blown bitch attack!!!!

Blair:

“OH MY GOD, I SWEAR I CANNOT EVEN CLOSE MY EYES WITHOUT ENTERING THE VOID STATE! I EVEN HEAR SOME STUPID BITCHES GOSSIPING ABOUT HOW I ALWAYS ENTER THE VOID STATE WITHIN 2 MINUTES! IT’S SO FRICKING ANNOYING! WHY ARE THEY ALWAYS TALKING ABOUT ME!!!!!???!! UGH THEY WISH THEY WERE LIKE ME, THE PERFECT VOID MASTER! AS IF THEY COULD EVER! THIS IS WAY TOO EASY, IT’S LITERALLY IMPOSSIBLE TO STRUGGLE! LIKE HOW STUPID CAN YOU BE IF YOU’RE STRUGGLING WITH THE EASIEST THING ON THE PLANET! THAT’S LIKE BELIEVING THAT IT’S DIFFICULT TO BLINK OR SOMETHING!UGH IM WAYYYY TOO GOOD AT THIS!IT’S EASIER THAN FRICKINF BREATHING! UGHHHHHHHH!!!”

Negative Assumption:

“No you can’t hahahah ur so ba-.”

Blair:

“BITCH SHUT THE FUCK UP! DOROTA!!! COME CLEAN THIS LITTLE SHIT UP! IT’S PISSING ME OFF! IM TOO GOOD AT THIS LMFAO! WHY IS IT SO EASY?!UGHHHH I COULD LITERALLY JUST SLAP SOMEONE RIGHT NOW! MY POWER COULD PROBABLY SEND THEM INTO THE VOID STATE OR SOMETHING!!! I ALWAYS WAKE UP IN THE VOID STATE. IT’S LITERALLY NOTHING. NO BIG DEAL. I’M USED TO IT ANYWAY!!!”

Careful ladies and gents. B might be the Big Bad Wolf in designer clothing.

Don’t become a bitch in the process……Or do, I don’t care. I see you. XoXo.

Still reading an American Horror Story? Close that damned book and open a new one. Just make sure it’s not the sequel. We don’t need a repeat of past……events.

[lianaloverr]

Let Em’ Know

Sam Golbach x Fem!reader

Summary: Sam had been gone on a trip, but when he got back to surprise you and saw a guy flirting with you, he does take it lightly…

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Word count: 1.2k

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Warnings: blowjob,fluff, sam being overprotective

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It feels like an eternity since you last laid eyes on Sam. The ache in your heart grows stronger with each passing day, as you long for his presence.

Thoughts of him consume your mind, wondering if he misses you in return or if he even thinks of you amidst his busy work trip.

The emptiness you feel without him is crazy, and you yearn for the day when he'll return and fill your world with his warmth and love.

“Hey girl, you’ve been staring at that wall for quite a while. What’s so interesting about it?” Stas, your best friend since forever, asks, grinning mischievously as if she’s about to poke fun at you. “Uhh, nothing. I guess I’m just overthinking,” you say, glancing down at your hands.

Stas knows how much you’re hurting, how deeply you miss your boyfriend Sam, but all she can do is offer her support. “Well, that sucks. Let’s go to a party!” She announces suddenly, and you simply nod. You need to get your mind off things you almost look depressed.

You dressed up, feeling a bit unsure but determined to look cute. Sighing, you made your way to the living room and slipped on your heels. The dress you chose hugged your waist and accentuated your curves, making you feel confident and sexy. If Sam were here, he would have been drooling over how good you look. As you glanced at yourself in the mirror, a smile crept onto your face, knowing you were going to turn heads tonight.

You wondered where Stas was, but when she emerged from her room, you were taken aback by her beauty. It almost made you question your own preferences. "WOAH," you exclaimed. She grinned and approached you, showering you with compliments. "You look amazing, girl, ughhh," she exclaimed as she hugged you tightly. After the hug, she stepped back, eyeing you appreciatively, and playfully slapped your hand. "Thank youuu, but look at youuuuu, I could literally eat you," you said, giggling.

Stas chuckled, flipping her hair dramatically. "Oh, please, you're the one who's going to stop traffic tonight, not me."

You smirked, playfully rolling your eyes. "Stop it, you're making me blush. But seriously, though, we're going to be the hottest duo out there."

"Damn right we are," Stas agreed, grabbing her purse. "Let's show them how it's done."

As you both headed out, you couldn't help but feel a surge of confidence, knowing you had a friend as fabulous as Stas by your side.

As you and Stas entered the party, the music thumping and the crowd alive with energy, you couldn't help but feel a thrill run through you. However, your excitement went down a bit as a guy approached you, clearly interested.

"Hey there, beautiful," he said, flashing a smile.

You forced a polite smile, not wanting to be rude. "Hi."

"I'm Alex. Haven't seen you around here before. Are you new in town?" he asked, leaning in a little too close for comfort.

Before you could respond, a familiar voice cut in. "Hey, babe, sorry I'm late," Sam said, appearing beside you, a surprised expression on his face as he noticed Alex. "Am I interrupting something?"

"Sam?" Your heart raced at the sight of him. He looked so good, and the way you missed him hit you all at once, making your legs feel like jelly. You couldn't help but think, "Wow, he's here!"

You shook your head, relieved to see him. "No, not at all. Sam, this is Alex. Alex, this is my boyfriend, Sam."

Sam extended his hand, a friendly smile on his face. "Nice to meet you, Alex. Sorry, but I'm going to steal her away for a bit."

As Alex excused himself, Sam turned to you, his expression serious. "Who was that?"

You smiled, trying to ease his tension. "Just someone I met here. No big deal."

Sam's gaze hardened, a hint of jealousy creeping in. "Well, just so he knows, you're mine," he said, his tone firm. "I'm coming back for good, so let them all know what's mine."

You could sense Sam's jealousy, and you decided to play along, enjoying the attention. "Of course, babe. Everyone will know," you said, giving him a playful wink.

Sam's attitude softened, and he pulled you closer. "Good. Because I don't like the idea of other guys talking to you," he admitted, his grip tightening around you.

You chuckled, feeling a surge of affection for him. "Don't worry, you're the only one I'm interested in," you reassured him, feeling grateful to have him by your side.

“Is that so?” he murmured, his eyes filled with a primal hunger. “Yes, it is, baby,” you replied, your voice barely above a whisper, filled with seductive promise.

His smile was predatory as he pulled you close, his strong hands gripping your waist possessively. With a firm touch, he tilted your chin up, his lips crashing down on yours in a fierce, devouring kiss that ignited a fiery passion between you, quickly escalating into an intense make-out session.

After the intense make-out session, his hands roamed eagerly over your body, igniting a burning desire within you. With a hungry urgency, he guided you down to your knees, his eyes locked on yours, filled with lustful anticipation. You knew what he wanted, and you were more than willing to fulfill his desires.

Slowly, you unzipped his pants, freeing his throbbing member. You looked up at him, seeing the raw desire in his eyes.

Without hesitation, you took him into your mouth, savoring his taste and the sounds of his pleasure. He moaned softly, his hands tangling in your hair, guiding you as you pleasured him with expert skill, bringing him to the edge of ecstasy.

As he approached the peak of ecstasy, his grip tightened in your hair, his breathing growing ragged. With a deep, guttural groan, he released himself, his hot essence spilling over your face.

You closed your eyes, feeling the warm, sticky sensation against your skin, the intensity of the moment overwhelming your senses.

Breathless and flushed with desire, he sank to his knees before you, cupping your face gently in his hands.

He looked into your eyes, his gaze filled with a mixture of satisfaction and adoration. “You’re incredible,” he whispered, leaning in to kiss you softly, a silent promise of more to come.

With a devilish grin, Sam pulled you back up to your feet, his desire for you not yet sated. His hands roamed over your body, igniting a new wave of passion between you.

“I can’t get enough of you,” he murmured, his voice husky with desire.

You melted into his touch, eager for more. “Then don’t stop,” you whispered, your voice filled with longing.

With renewed intensity, he pressed you against the wall, his lips finding yours in a hungry kiss. The fire between you burned hotter, driving you both to new heights of pleasure as you lost yourselves in each other once again.

You're thrilled that he's back, filled with anticipation at the thought of enjoying his company once more. The return of his presence brings you immense joy, knowing you can now savor every moment with him.

Ty @gloryaiis

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[piratefishmama]

Nest | Part 3

A Steddie A/B/O ficlet

Steve never liked to admit it out loud because it was very un-Alpha of him. But he actually really loved building nests. He loved the back and forth, the cooperation, the trust an Omega had to have in him to let him into that space, into that inherently Omegan trait, to allow him to help build something that only a mate would be allowed to enter.

It was a deeply intimate thing to share.

Alphas weren’t supposed to find real joy in something so Omegan.

That was supposed to be just a thing Alphas did to make their Omega’s happy, something they did purely for their mate not out of their own enjoyment. Steve… Steve genuinely loved making them.

Loved seeing all the different styles, and when he built them with an Omega, he loved seeing how comfortable that Omega was just burying themselves within it when it was done, loved curling up in the final product with them and just relaxing until the next stage of their heat reared its ugly head.

Steve loved every part of it.

And Eddie was just, throwing pillows at him, that dimpled smile unwavering. He just seemed so happy, his scent as pleasant as a warm summer breeze through the mountains. Made him want to go camping. He hadn’t been camping in years, now he longed for it.

“Alright, we have the sort of shape” Eddie announced, staring down at what definitely was not a typical nest shape, his hands on his hips, pleased smile on his face. Steve was nothing if not extremely supportive. It sort of reminded Steve of a splat. Like a comic book splat shape, he loved it. “…We do, right? Is this—do you think—”

“I think it’s perfect” Steve didn’t hesitate, and Eddie’s beaming grin was his reward. “Now for the blankets, we gotta add some structure to it.”

“Ughhh I’ve never been good at that, nothing ever stays tucked in like it’s supposed to” so many assumptions as to what Nests were supposed to look like. Steve really had to look into just where Eddie was getting all these assumptions from, what his sources were, because they sucked.

“Dooooo you want it to be tucked in properly? Nests can be loose too, it’s all about personal comfort.”

“…Should I want it to be tucked in?” Steve felt his heart break a little. Eddie really just… didn’t know. He had no experience. For someone older than himself it was heartbreaking that nobody had ever just… helped him with it. sure, he said he had his Uncle, but how experienced was his uncle with Omegas?

Probably not very experienced if this was the result. Not his uncle’s fault, it wasn’t his fault.

“How about this, we tuck it in, and then we see how you feel about it. How’s that sound?” Eddie looked at him for a moment, then back down at the nest, then back at him, as if assessing whether or not it was a good idea, Steve just waited. He’d already told Eddie that nests were personal, were unique to the Omega, there was no sense in repeating it.

“… Do you think we have time for that?”

“Sure, you’re still pre-heat, should have enough time to get at least two nests built before your heat actually hits, plus… you have me here Eddie, you’re not on your own, there’s no rush, I’ve got you.” This could be just as much a learning experience, as it could be a helpful aid to the Omega’s mental state during future Heats.

He’d know what he wanted, he’d know how to build a nest he could be comfortable in, he wouldn’t second guess himself anymore. He’d be okay.

“Okay… tuck em in for me, big boy” for him. Do it for him. An instruction from an Omega to an Alpha, not a request, an instruction.

Almost a command.

Steve felt himself shiver in delight, the urge to please, to be good enough, to impress his Ome—

No. Not his. Eddie wasn’t his. He shook his head. He was his patient. Dammit. Control yourself he chastised himself. He was in control, this was a vulnerable Omega, not his Omega, he was at work, and he was doing his job.

Plus, it was Eddie Munson for crying out loud!! He distinctly remembered finding Eddie Munson irritating. Where was that irritation now? Dammit.

“Steve?” Shit, Steve looked up, startled by the soft, hesitant question, he was looking at him, eyes wide, concerned. “Are you okay?”

“Right! Yeah, shit—tuck em in, got it.” He was fine. Totally fine, nothing to worry about. Not like he’d just zoned out around an omega in heat. Definitely not like he’d just done that. It’d be fine. It’d have to be fine, his scent was pretty much all over the room at that point, his hands had been on the base materials of Eddie’s nest, that Omega wouldn’t let any other Alpha near it now.

Steve couldn’t give his position up to another Alpha. It’d be a goddamn bloodbath if one tried.

So he tucked those blankets in, one by one he kept to the funky shape Eddie had laid out, he put that little slip up to the back of his mind, and made absolutely certain that every blanket would remain tucked in nicely until the nest had a nice lip around the edges, leaving little gaps here and there where things collected from Eddie’s pack could be tucked in without risking the structure.

He did all of that, then invited Eddie to sit in the middle of it with him, he spent all that time meticulously doing all of that, knowing deep down, predicting the moment Eddie looked at those walls and with a little frown pinched between his brows, said “…I don’t like it.”

Steve just laughed, not unkindly, just a soft little laugh, then tilted his whole body to the side to knock into Eddie’s shoulder “Alright, then let’s drape em. C’mon, I’ll show you how to do it, so it stays put when things get messy.” It was worth it. The time he’d taken to make such a sturdy base was worth it to make sure Eddie knew exactly what he wanted in a nest.

Even if it meant undoing and redoing all of his hard work, just knowing Eddie would know, would be okay building his nests during future heats without him, made it all worth it.

Part 5

[thelovelyruin]

𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖊𝖉.

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖘 : racer choso x fem reader

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖚𝖓 : choso went off to the races, and you just couldn’t wait for him to come home!

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖒𝖔𝖔𝖓: racer au! smut, real fluffy, porn with plot, vaginal sex, praise, love, teasing, fingering.

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖎𝖔𝖙 : 4.5K

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗 : inspired by lyrics from speed by kali uchis.

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖊𝖒𝖕𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖘 : hello lovelies, thank you so much for reading! this is probably the cutest shit i’ve ever written ughhh. anyways, i hope you enjoy it; if so, follow me for more. au revoir!

18+ MDNI ADULT CONTENT

You don't really know what you got yourself into.

“Whatcha need done, doll?”

“Some coolant? I think…”

Choso gave you a smirk as he walked around your car, throwing his rag over his shoulder. He encouraged you to come over and look under your hood, one hand on your back as he leaned you over the car. He brought his other arm to you, almost wrapping around you but being respectful. And fuck, you didn’t want him to be. He took a stick out of a basin, holding it up so you could see.

“Looks like you need some oil, too.”

You definitely needed that damn coolant; his proximity to you was making you hot. If he’d been able to see your face, he’d see just how flustered you were without him even touching you.

“Ya think so?”

“Yeah, see, the liquid is supposed to be up to here; yours is down here.”

“What about the battery?”

“Lemme check.”

He walked around to it, pulling away from you as you gasped slightly. 

“Yeah, we got a problem.”

“What kind of problem?”

You leaned back against the door beside him, looking at him directly. Shamelessly, he looked you up and down, licking his lips on the way up.

“You’ll need a new one.”

“Oh no! Can you fix that for me, too?”

“Of course, sweetheart.”

Boy, you think you know, but it just ain't that simple.

All these pet names were working you up, and you were sure he noticed. As he fixed your car, you sat on the bench in his garage, drinking one of the vintage cokes he left in the fridge. You’d seen him pour liquids into your car, something blue, which was the coolant, probably? You couldn’t really focus because he was shirtless now. It was a particularly hot day, one you didn’t think was hot enough to be shirtless, but then again, you weren’t the one working on a car. You could see how his abs flexed as he brought the wrench up to take the battery, glimmering in sweat as he wiped his face with a rag. Fuck, he was hot. You thanked Yuuji over and over for introducing you to him, which he probably didn’t even realize how hot he was, just a simple, ‘My brother upstate works on cars.’

“So, when’d you start workin' on 'em?”

“A few years ago, when I started building.”

“Where’s that at?”

“I’ll show you if you’re real patient.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, doll.”

With that, you shut up, not speaking to him again until he closed your hood, signifying he was done. He walked over to the sink he had in the garage, cleaning his hands and the oil off his arms. When he was done, he walked over to you, smiling as he saw your eyes widen at his approach.

“All done, princess.”

“Thank you so much; I don’t know what I would’ve done without you!”

You reached to pull out your wallet before he brought your hand down.

“No need.”

“You sure? I wanna pay you for your time!”

“Then let me take you out.”

“That’s all you want?”

He gave you a quick nod, walking across to sit the rag down on his workbench.

“Yeah? And what if I don’t want to?”

He brought his face down to yours, lips hovering close as he brought his hands on either side of your hips as you sat on the table. 

“Then tell me no.”

You shuddered as he brought his lips to yours, kissing you softly, then pulling back to grab the keys to your car.

“Friday, 6 PM. Don’t worry ‘bout drivin’ all the way out here again; I’ll come get ya.”

I don't got the time; you should read between the lines.

That was about 8 months ago. Ever since, Choso had come up to see you every weekend, which turned into every few days, coming with flowers and gifts as he brought you into a big hug. Except for this past week, when he drove out of town for a car meet that was forever away. Something about finals or brackets, pretty much an important race. Which he’d won.

You got all dolled up, pretty heels and dress, wearing that perfume he got you and couldn’t get enough of and that necklace with his name on it. Because everyone had to know you were his. He was set to come at 7, flying back upstate by 6, and then the 45-minute drive. You nearly melted when he texted you, already on the road.

“Can’t wait to see you, princess.”

'Cause you're skimming through the pages, it's really looking dangerous.

You jumped around the room in anticipation, causing Mai to come and check on you, but at that point, you had already laid on your bed, giggling as you held your phone. You’d look at his Instagram when he was gone, stories of his car and posing with the trophy and the prize money. And what did he do with that prize money whenever he won? Ask the bubblegum pink 350z sitting in your driveway. You’d seen it at one of the meets a while back, so he bought one and worked on it for a couple of months, wrapped it in your favorite color, and surprised you with it on your birthday, in which you showed your satisfaction very nicely. When he first taught you how to drive it, you’d almost hit a tree, but after a couple of weeks, you were pretty good. So good, in fact, he encouraged you to enter the girl’s races after the main races went down. You were scared as fuck and pretty sure you’d piss yourself, but he believed in you, and that’s all you needed. 

You hadn’t even checked your phone for the text he sent that he was pulling up; you’d heard the single exhaust humming down the street, a little backfire that you were sure scared the neighbors into thinking someone was shooting outside. You nearly ran out of your heels, grabbing your purse and waving bye to Mai. When Choso parked, he leaned against his car, preparing for what was coming next.

“Baby!!!”

You nearly tripped coming off your porch, and as he went to catch you, you jumped into his arms, causing him to chuckle.

“Miss me, princess?”

“So much, promise.”

“Fuck, I missed you too, baby.”

When I'm driving in your car, make me feel like I could do anything.

With that, he kissed you, still carrying you and walking to the car, opening the passenger door, but you weren’t ready to let go. You brought his neck to you, him pinning you against the car. You kissed him deeply, a kiss that said you never wanted him to leave again, and he kissed you right back, one that said he’d never want to leave again. But with all that distance, Choso was pretty damn horny.

He raised his hands to fondle your ass, groping the skin as you giggled into his mouth. Feeling a little more frisky, he brought his hands under your dress, tangling his fingers in your thong. He’d moved his lips down, you still giggling as he smiled into your neck. Swiftly, he pulled your thong down, bringing it off your legs as he sat you back down. He kissed you one last time, smacking your ass as you sat in the seat, closing the door, and stuffing your panties in his pocket. He sat in the driver’s seat, bringing your hand up to kiss it, making you blush.

“Ready, princess?”

But I do not have the drive; I'm in desperate need of your speed.

Baby, I can feel it coming; tell me, is it coming true?

As you two drive down the freeway, he’d do what he did best. Racing against some bastard, they’d always pull up next to him, signaling that they wanted to race, and who was he to say no? Especially when he knew he’d win, using the freeway as a warm-up for the festivities later. There were plenty of times that the cops would catch wind, which was obviously a bad idea because there was no way they were catching up to him and the other driver, and when he’d pull off to calm down for a bit and get the cops off his ass, he’d be so high on adrenaline that he’d fuck you in the backseat. Which you were currently itching for.

“Baby?”

“Mmhm?”

“Need you…”

“Hate to make you wait, but I promise I’ll take real good care of you later.”

You had your arms around his arm, never too tight, allowing him the space to shift gears. You pull away with a pout, slinking in the seat as you get on your phone.

“Don’t be a brat.”

“Yeah, what’re you gonna do about it?”

He knew you were waiting for him to give in, but he wasn’t fallin’ for it.

“Well, I was thinking about helpin’ ya out, but ya keep actin’ like that, and I’ll make ya wait till after the races. All of them.”

With that, you fixed your face and returned to being bubbly again. You brought your hands up to the top of your dress, pulling the top down to expose your cleavage, giving him those fuck me eyes. God, it was hard to say no to you. Whenever he did, you’d do something like that. And what was the result? Him rubbing your clit for a bit, not letting you cum, though, because only good girls get to do that. 

Maybe it was going perfectly the way you planned it to.

As you two pulled up to the meet, he parked towards the back, always scared that somebody would hit his car, which he was totally trippin’ about. Except that one guy that guy did hit his car, and he beat the shit out of him in front of everyone there, you bandaging his knuckles up later. You knew he got a lil’ angry sometimes, but never at you, so you didn’t really care if he intimidated half the guys he met. Especially the ones that tried to flirt with you. He wasn’t completely evil; he’d ask the guy to walk away first, but when they insisted on still talking to you, he’d punch their jaw, sometimes knocking their teeth out. Oh well.

He helped you out of the car, pulling down your dress as you got out to not flash anyone, reaching your hand to his pocket to take your panties back, but then he’d turn and give you that look, which you smirked at and retreated.

Lately, I've been thinking all I really wanna do is go faster. Can we go faster?

“Choso, my man!”

“Yuuji, you made it!”

“How could I miss it? You came all the way up here to race, so had to see ya…”

He turned to look at you with a smirk, looking back at Choso.

“I’m sure you had other reasons, of course.”

You laughed at his comment while Choso flipped him off. The three of you walked up to the crowd of guys by the front who were arguing. A good look, and it was obvious they were arguing over a race from the other day. Two of the guys you’d recognized from a couple of weeks back were going back and forth, one telling the other that he owed him money out of the pot and the other guy insisting that he didn’t have to pay because he won the race.

“Will you guys just shut the fuck up?”

Everyone turned to look at Choso in shock. What the hell was he doing? He was practically begging to get added to the argument. You retracted your arm a bit, preparing for the damage that was about to happen.

“Choso, you motherfucker!”

“Where’ve you been? I’ve had to race cheap ass bastards like this.”

“Hey, you know what? Go fuck yourself.”

They were actually excited to see him? You hadn’t gone to a meet in a while, so you were wondering why everyone was so happy to see him all of a sudden. As they patted his back and dapped him up, you refrained, pulling Yuuji to the side.

“What is going on?”

“He won out there; he was representing for the state. Didn’t he tell you he was going to finals?”

Fuck, he did. You hadn’t really paid attention to him when he said he was leaving; your sadness got in the way of that. Your boyfriend had a major accomplishment; you hadn't even congratulated him. You’d make it up to him lat-

“You okay, princess?”

“Yeah, just a little chilly, that’s all.”

“I’ll go get my jacket.”

“No, babe, I’m fine, promise!”

He could tell you weren’t fine. He wasn’t gonna pry, though, instead talking to the other guys about the rules of the race for tonight. You wish you knew a little more about what they were talking about, something about crosses and jumps? What was that? You pondered until Choso grabbed your hand, pulling you towards the car and leaning against the door.

“Tell me what’s wrong.”

“I just, I kinda just forgot something really important to you.”

“What?”

“The finals thing.”

“Babe, that’s what you’re worried about? I could care less about the race; I’m just happy to see my girl again.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah, now come back over; hate to leave and fuck you this early.”

You felt better, but he was fucking with you. He walked over to the driver’s side, yelling at the group.

“Stop chattin’ and come ready up!”

Something in the air; I really just don't wanna take it slow.

Choso had a few cars, but since he’d won out west, his TTRS was like his good luck charm. It was a pretty burnt orange, with red leather seats on the inside and one of the fiber optic ceilings that made the top of the car look like stars at night. Most of the time, he didn’t let you drive in it, implying it might be a little too dangerous, but since he won, he’d wanted you to drive in it all the time from now on. His girl and his car, he felt like a winner for sure.

The first race was guys who’d been racing when he was gone, a couple Supras and Civic’s, then more of the expensive cars, like Trackhawks and McLaren’s. It was a little hard to pay attention with choso groping your ass the whole time. You two stood behind his car, towards the back, as he waited for his turn. Damn, he was a tease, especially when he groped right at the inner part of you, centimeters away from touching your lips. Then, he’d talk to you the whole time.

“That one has a body kit, and that one has a stock engine.”

And when you’d moan and squirm more than he wanted you to, he’d slap your ass and stop.

“You’re paying attention, right?”

“Yes…”

“Good girl.”

He knew what he was doing to you, but he didn’t really care. The idea of you being hot and ready as you waited for him to win was riling him up, but he couldn’t let himself get too hard; he still had shit to do. After the third race, it was Choso’s turn, and he was going against a M340, which he said was a pretty fair matchup. He hopped in the driver’s seat, pulling the car around and getting prepared. As they heated the lanes to grip the tires, he shot you a smile, and you gave him two thumbs up. You thought flagging looked so fun, but Choso was too nervous that would be the day a motherfucker crosses too much and hits you. Nonetheless, they started revving their engines.

After they took off, you’d started recording; he always appreciated when you took little clips for him to post later. As they began pulling back, you started looking over the footage. You were shivering a little bit, and right about now, you were wishing you’d taken the offer on that jacket.

“You cold?”

You turned to look at the guy who had started talking to you. He was a cocky bastard, for sure. He’d worn a jacket with his team’s logo; you hadn’t seen it before, probably someone new who came when Choso was gone. Yuuji hadn’t raced that week, so you couldn’t ask him either. A guy behind him was pulling on his sleeve, trying to get him to stop.

“I’m fine, thanks.”

“No problem, baby girl. You enjoying the race?”

God, you wish this guy would fuck off.

“Yeah, I’m waiting for my boyfriend.”

“Oh really? He left a pretty girl like you all by yourself? Sounds like a pretty fucked up boyfriend.”

“Hey, you should really-”

“Who the fuck are you?”

If we waste the time, I think it might just make me miserable.

You hadn’t even realized Choso had finished his race; you were too busy trying to get this guy to go away. He’d wrapped his arm around you, shooting a death stare at the guy.

“Oh, you're the bastard in the TTRS! Shame you left this little lady alone; anything could’ve happened to her.”

“You got a fuckin’ problem? Keep talkin’ about her like that, and I’ll have your ass. What you can’t fuckin’ read?”

He held up your necklace, the one with his name on it; despite the fight that was probably gonna happen, it made you blush that he was claiming you like that.

“Choso, huh? You think you’re hot shit cause you won out there? Someone had to hold shit down around here while you were gone.”

Choso grabbed the guy by the shirt, about to fight him, when Yuuji intervened. He held up the sheet with the matchups; looked like this fucker was up against him next. Choso reluctantly let the guy go, smirking as he rubbed down his face. 

“Whatcha drivin'?”

“Hellcat, modded, bitch.”

“So nut up or shut up, motherfucker.”

The guy left to bring his car around, leaving you and Choso to walk around to his car, already in position from the last race. You nuzzled your face in your chest as he kissed your forehead. Before he let you go, he grabbed his jacket from the backseat, putting it on you. He was still a little horny, though. He brought his lips to yours, leaning you against the car, kissing you deeply as he brought one of his hands under the jacket, groping your tit. The other one? Flipping that bastard off as he got in his car.

“Gonna take care of his ass, stay with Yuuji til I get back, ‘kay? Hold on, I got a better idea.”

You gave him a quick nod as he pulled you over to a couple of guys towards the middle, interrupting their conversation and dapping them up.

“What’s up, bro?”

“I want her to flag.”

“You got it.”

You nearly jumped for joy. He was gonna let you flag? To be fair, it was probably so he could prove a point to that asshole, but you didn’t really care because you were too excited at the opportunity. One of the guys showed you how to do it, bringing a hand up, then down real fast. You had to wait for both of them to rev their engines, then give the signal about ten seconds later; the reaction time to the signal usually determined the race, so you had to be really careful. 

So, you were. Yuuji and some other guys held the back of Choso’s car; good luck for take off. You stepped in the middle and did just what he’d said, him giving you a thumbs up from the sidelines. The cars sped past you fast, wasting no time. You ran back to Yuuji, who was super proud, of course. Now, you guys just had to wait.

Lately, I've been thinking all I really wanna do is go faster. Can we go faster?

“How’s it feel, you shit-talkin' motherfucker?”

“Aye, go fuck yourself!”

Yuuji started yelling at him the second he got out the car, grabbing his share of the bets. Choso got out and walked over to you, picking you up and kissing you hard.

“You did so good, baby!”

“Me? That flagging was great, princess.”

Choso flipped the guy off, walking you to the car and letting you in. He walked over to Yuuji, who handed him the stack of cash he’d won and dapped him up, shooting you a little wave. You waved back as Choso put the money in a bag in the backseat. With a hand on your thigh, he drove off.

“Choso…”

“Yeah, I know, baby. We’ll be home in about thirty minutes.”

“I don’t think I can wait that long.”

“Well, you’ll have to, princess.”

You shot him lust-filled eyes, reaching your hand over to massage his dick through his pants. He sighed and pulled off on the next exit.

You better hit your brakes ‘fore you crash, boy, crash.

He’d pulled into a park towards the back of the parking lot. Once he parked, you were already on him, climbing into the driver's seat to straddle him as he adjusted it. You wasted no time bringing his face to yours and kissing him roughly, which caused him to pull you back by your neck, licking the skin there as you rubbed your bare pussy against his jeans. You didn’t really care if you’d stained them, just looking for any sort of relief from the teasing he’d given you all night.

“Slow down, princess. Wanna take things slow.”

“But baby, it’s been so long! Need you now!”

You brought his fingers down to your pussy, rubbing them against your clit. You started moaning into his neck as he removed his hands, leaving you whimpering for his touch.

“You don’t fuckin’ listen.”

He pulled your hips forward so he was face to face with your tits, pulling your top down and immediately taking one of your nipples into his mouth. You threw your head back and groaned, convinced you’d probably cum soon from being touch deprived for so long. Simultaneously, he brought his hands up to pull the fabric of your dress up, ass fully exposed as he slapped it and massaged it. He made you feel so good, but you knew you wanted more. You were gonna say anything to get him to hurry up.

“Baby…”

“Yeah?”

“Need to feel you cum inside.”

That brought something out of him. He’d sat you up a bit so he could undo his jeans, pulling his pants and briefs down so his dick was exposed. You moved it under yourself, trying to position yourself over it, and once you were? Well, Choso slammed you down on it. He didn’t want to be too rough with you; he originally planned to make love to you when you guys got back, make you cum a few times before he fucked you. But you were so damn horny, it made that idea impossible. He began bouncing you up and down on his dick, slapping your ass as he focused on how your tits were moving from the gravity of his thrusts. You were so blissed out that you couldn’t even think straight. He was fucking the shit out of you, and you were enjoying every second of it. It had been so long (literally a week) since he’d stretched you out, and you couldn’t help but moan his name over and over.

You better hit your brakes ‘fore you crash, boy, crash.

“That’s it, baby, say my name.”

“Choso…”

“How bad did you miss me?”

“So baddd….”

“Yeah, that’s why you’re actin’ like this?

“Yessss.”

He was fuckin’ your brains out, barely able to make coherent sentences. And he fuckin’ loved it. Watching you melt over his dick as fucked into you on that one spot that had you grippin’ his shoulders and stuttering while you moaned. Fuck, you made him so happy. Before you came up to see him all those months ago, Yuuji had shown him a picture of you, explaining that you were his friend and would need your car worked on. He told Yuuji right then and there he was gonna make you his girl, which Yuuji just jabbed his shoulder and wished him good luck. Now, here you were.

“Gonna cum for me baby?”

“Yes, Choso, fuck right there!”

“Right here?”

“Don’t stop, baby!”

He watched as you came undone over top of him, putting your face on his shoulder and screaming his name as he fucked you through it. He wasn’t gonna lie; the feeling of your pussy cumming on him drove him crazy. So crazy; in fact, he filled you up, just like you asked him to. You felt so good, finally getting fucked after so long. He still held your hips, sinking you back and forth until he got overstimulated. He slipped you off and sat you back down, kissing you softly before sitting you back in the passenger seat. He put his pants back on and started the car, fixing your dress and putting his hand back on your thigh.

“You good princess?”

“Uh-huh.”

When I'm driving in your car make me feel like I could do anything.

You thought you were off the hook, really. When you guys came home, he washed you up, put one of his shirts on you, and put you to bed with him, drifting sleep. That was until you pulled your leg over his, tits pressing against his chest. And fuck, you looked so sexy in his shirt, no panties on, slightly moving your hips against his side. He slid down and brought your legs over his shoulders, making you giggle as he looked up at you. He started by licking his tongue through your lips, licking up your precum as his hands massaged your thighs. You started squirming when he moved your lips out of the way to get direct access to your clit. He felt so good, a little too good, in fact.

“Baby, not so fast; I’m gonna cum real soon!”

“Oh, “not so fast” now? Where was that in the car?”

He picked up his pace, causing your body to jerk as you prepared to cum again. He chuckled into you as you called out his name, gripping his hair as he brought you to your climax. It was so intense you damn near ripped his hair out. But he didn’t care about that. He kissed the outside of your lips gently, trailing them all the way up your body until his lips met yours. He brought you back into his embrace as you fell asleep, for real, this time.

But I do not have the drive; 

The next morning, you’d wake up super early, surprising after the evening before, but you were just so excited to show him the clips you got. Then you showed him pics you took while he was gone and the video Mai took of you as you attempted to change the fuse for your headlight, which you didn’t so he’d fix it later. Nonetheless, you were his girl, and despite all of this car shit, you were all he really needed.

I'm in desperate need of your speed.

♱ the song used in this story is speed by kali uchis. 🖤

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[scekrex]

Hi I am wonder if you could do anothe part for overlord!reader, like maybe news on how reader has Adam got out and now reader has to take time from his personal paradise to deal with the rest of Hell. Their place is hidden away so he doesn’t really have to deal with attack but he does have to deal with contant calls to buy or hand over Adam. Reader is just increasingly piss off and at some point Adam decide to help him chill out by snuggling him when it became clear he’s close to losing it. It gotten bad enough that Adam straight up drag a reclining couch to his office which help which helps wth work because an angel being all cuddly nearby would motivate anyone haul ass quickly to join them

Fuck I'm such a sucker for the soft bond overlord!reader and Adam have, I wanna write for em all day long ughhh

Bird of Hell's Paradise

Lover come hold me

pairing: Adam x male!reader

warnings: language

note: not beta read bc fuck you I don't have beta readers

After that little date you and Adam had enjoyed the prior week, news that the former angel was living with you spread through hell’s seven rings like a disease. And while your life as an Overlord in general had grown more stressful ever since the exterminations had been invented, this was a new peak of stress.

People kept reaching out, strangers managed to get their claws on your phone number and had the audacity to call you and ask for how much you would sell the first man to them, not understanding that Adam was not for sale. The first man would continue to stay at your place for as long as he desired and if one day he should decide that he no longer wants to spend eternity with you, he could move out. Selling him to some limp dick Imp was off the table though. Hell’s residents didn’t seem to understand that though, they kept calling you, blowing up your phone like there was no tomorrow, your text messages were full of people offering insanely high amounts of money for Adam and some people even dared to pay you a personal visit - though those were only people you knew. Not everyone in hell knew where exactly your mansion was located and you were more than grateful for that. A protection spell you had casted recently would also prevent any ordinary sinner or hellborn to ever find it.

You dropped your head onto your desk, the loud noise it made caused Adam to lift his head, his eyes looking you up and down. The first man was leaning against the door frame, his arms crossed over his chest as he looked at you with a displeased expression, “The fuck is going on?” You sighed as you turned your head towards your lover, yet you kept it on the desk, you were too tired to lift it up. “Hell’s demons seem to be very interested in you, my love,” you mumbled as you reached for your phone that was interrupting the situation by buzzing quite loudly, “Fuck off, he’s not for fucking sale like a motherfucking slave,” and with that you hung up, not even hearing the person on the other end out. Your tired eyes watched as the first man left the little room you had organized to function as your office. Apparently Adam himself seemed to have enough of hell’s bullshit as well and you really could not blame the former angel at all. It must be exhausting to know that people down here either want him permanently dead or that they want to buy him like a pet you can just shop. The poor soul must suffer from this even more than you were. You were able to turn off your phone and ignore it, he wasn’t. Not when all of this was about him, after all. You had offered him protection when you had rescued him, now you were not even able to provide a peaceful afterlife for the first man.

In exhaustion you closed your eyes but the silence in your office didn’t last long, this time however it was not your phone that interrupted the somewhat peaceful moment, it was Adam. The first man was dragging a reclining couch through the door, pushing it through the room until he had decided on what appeared to be the perfect spot for it, then he walked over to where you were resting your head on your desk. Without any explanation the first man took your phone, muted the device and put it back on the table. “You,” he said as he lifted you out of your chair. Your body went limp as the brunette picked you up as if it was the easiest thing he had ever done, your head was now resting on the first man’s shoulder instead of the hard wooden desk and your body embraced the warmth that Adam’s body offered. Legs were wrapped around the brunette’s hips and arms held onto his neck, the former angel’s hands steadied your back so that you were not to fall. His soft, shimmering wings he wrapped around you, turning the stressful world off for a moment as he carried you over to the couch he had just dragged here. “Are gonna fucking rest and ignore all that motherfucking bullshit for a couple hours,” he finished his sentence as he flopped down onto the couch.

Adam had never been this touch before, yes he had hugged you, yes the both of you cuddled while sleeping, but him hauling an entire couch into your office just to distract you from the chaos that hell was going through because its residents now knew Adam was living with you? That was nothing you’d turn down - not that you’d ever turn down affection the former angel offered you in general. “Whatever my mighty winged love desires,” you hummed as you snuggled closer against his chest. The brunette’s chin came to rest on the top of your head as he simply held you, the wings provided a comfortable warmth that made you fall asleep quicker than you had thought it would. But the warmth paired with Adam’s scent had you asleep in no time and with a small smile your tall lover watched over his finally resting boyfriend.

[ambrozjas]

I feel like two-bit is the kind of guy to be scared of spiders and then he just atarta get mad and freaks out that the spider is there and starts crying because he's mad(I feel like he would cry when hes mad😭🙏🏻)so could you maybe please do two-bit with a fem reader helping him kill the spider or being scared about it with him please

(also I love writing so much and your theme is so cute💗💗)

“f-fuck—!” two-bit said, drawing out the ‘f’ sound as his eyes widened. he hopped up onto the kitchen counter, knocking over a few bottles in the process as he let out a shrill cry.

you appeared from the hallway, eyes frantic as your head turned in every which way trying to find the threat. “what? what is it?” you screamed. all two-bit did was aggressively point at the floor, to which you squinted at it. and there you saw it. a small black spider. it looked harmless, maybe even cute, really. you bit your cheek to stop yourself from laughing when you heard your boyfriend screeching from on top of the counter for help.

“alright, alright! where are the paper towels?”

“you’ll need a flamethrower for that damn thing! there’s—there’s pro’ly more of ‘em all over this damn house!”

“yeah, ‘cause you don’t clean it, keith.” you snorted, your eyes landing on a small roll of paper towels near the kitchen sink. you sauntered over to them, making sure to go extra slow just to rile him up.

“can’t you go a little faster?! i’m dyin’ here!” he shrieked, extending his hands outwards in an exaggerated motion as his grey eyes widened to the size of saucers.

“are you fuckin’ crying?” you asked as you watched two-bit’s eyes glaze over with a sheen layer of tears.

“just get the damn spider!” he shouted, his voice cracked a bit on the ‘damn’ to which you laughed. all it took was one swift move and you scooped the small arachnid up, clenching it in your hand with the paper towel so it wouldn’t escape.

“y’done bein’ a baby, now?” you tilted your head, your free hand on your hip as you watched two-bit climb off the counter. he cringed at the sight of the paper towel and muttered incoherently as he saw you go to the bathroom to flush the spider down the toilet.

when you came back, you saw two bit pouting on the couch. once you had sat down on the arm of the sofa, you put your hand on his shoulder and asked about his worries. he simply flashed you a cheeky grin, his eyes crinkling at the corners before he asked.

“wanna get me a few more beers, pretty lady?”

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ this request was so cute!!! ughhh and youre so sweet thank you sm 💕

kiss kiss ˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒 ꒱

[markosbabymama]

okay so i’m not just saying this cause ur username is dal BUT u would be adorable with dally !

definition of sunshine and storm cloud🤭

definitely that “i hate everyone but u” typa relationship

.

he loves ur eyes so much oh my godhshs

obvi he ain’t gonna show it cause it’s dally but he’ll randomly catch himself staring at you’re eyes 🥲

“what are you looking at dal?”

“nothin man. i was looking at the sky.”

“i think you were looking at my eyes.” *smiling*

“nah man i wasn’t. don’t flatter yourself.”

LMAOO

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i feel like dally does like to play with hair.

like he’s not gonna do it on the couch at the curtis’ BUT when it’s just y’all and ur laying on his chest he’ll DEF run his hands through ur hair and probably make u fall asleep

“and then this motherfu- y/n? are you up?”

*y/n softly snoring*

*chuckles* “coulda’ told me if you was gettin’ board doll.

*kisses your head and plays with ur hair.*

UGHHH !!

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admires ur freckles

he’s loves em but will definitely tease u sometimes 😭

*u and dal walking out of the dingo*

“y’know your freckles look like oatmeal.”

*u turn to him giggling a bit *

“what? my freckles look like oatmeal?”

“yeah, they do, they look like oatmeal with cinnamon on em’ man.” *chuckling a bit*

“oh my goodness, only you can come up with something like that dallas.”

“it’s cute. don’t let your head spin over it doll.”

*blushes* “youre crazy.”

and from there on out, his nickname for u is oatmeal.

like let’s say u walk into the curtis house and dallys there

*y/n walking to the couch where dally is*

*u plop down next to dally* “hi dal!”

“hey oatmeal.” *wraps his arm around ur shoulder.*

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ohhh my goddddd the teasing never stops about ur height.

and dallas is like 6’0 so the height difference is THERE.

“hey short stack”

*u roll ur eyes* so creative dally, your a bean stalk how about that.

*chuckles* “you’re cute.”

“whatever.”

rests his arm at the top of ur head to get u mad LMAOO

he loves that ur short tho, thinks it’s the cutest

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honestly dally never cared that you were shy.

he tried EVERYTHING to get you out of ur shell when u first joined the gang

you and johnny were friends before joining the gang so he brang you over one day and you were like 😳

and he thought u were so cute 🥹

y know what dally is i don’t have to say.

constantly teasing and flirting

*sitting down on the couch with u* “hey doll, how ya’ doing today?”

*y/n just looking down at her lap* *im good.”

*smiling* “okay, alright good.”

was literally so happy when u finally talked to him that day

definitely rambled on to johnny abt it

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he usually doesn’t know how to deal with anxiety attacks and stuff but when u have them he really does try his best

*y/n having a panic attack* “hey, hey what’s the matter, you okay? just breath doll everything’s gonna be alright, okay? look at me, breath. there ya’ go, that’s it. calm down i got ya’.”

he’s always by your side no matter where you are

he wants to make sure his girl is safe 😢

always holding your hand or waist to make sure you’re alright 🩷🩷

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he also has no experience with adhd but again, he tries his best to make sure you’re not too hyper and burn yourself out.

*y/n bouncing off the walls with energy*

“hey, you need to sit down ok? just relax, i’ll get you something to drink alright? why don’t we watch a movie or somethin’, sound good?”

“okay! that sounds great!”

honestly loves when u hyper fixate, he loves hearing u talk about whatever it is that ur interested in that week.

he definitely goes out and steals whatever u have on ur mind

and u scold him for it ofc.

“dallas, how many times do i have to tell you to stop that! i understand you want to do something nice for me, but i don’t want you stealing!”

“it’s fine oatmeal, it’s a stuffed animal. no one’s gonna miss a teddy bear.”

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teases u cause u read but secretly loves when u read to him lol

“doll, why do you read those?”

“because it’s fun dallas.”

“sounds pretty boring to me, just a bunch of words on some paper.”

“you think it’s boring casue you can’t read the words on the paper dallas.”

“you getting smart with me oatmeal?”

“maybe.” *smiling*

“you’re lucky i like you, cause anyone else woulda had their teeth knocked out.”

“oh i know dal.”

.

dally doesn’t mind that your love language is touch, it took some getting used to but after a while he learned to appreciate it.

*y/n hugging him*

“why you doin’ that?”

“because i love you.”

his favorite thing to do in the world is stand behind u with his hands on ur waist

HE LOVES IT

it lets him know that you’re safe and that no one can hurt u🤭

it’s hard for him to say things like “i love you” and “i’m so proud of you” because of his childhood:/

but when he tells you he loves u for the first time the tears are pouring.

“i love you doll, i don’t say it ever, but i’m glad you came into my life.”

*y/n crying tears of joy* “i love you more dallas.”

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A/N: oh my god i’m being so active today lolz! i hope u enjoy dally sorry it took so long ily!! 🫶🏻

[dexterno-artz]

The Boys + The Plan

I love this style so much you don't understand AAA ,,,,

And that's why Barrys dad is craig out of no where :))

I've been having fun thinking of this and God I just .. HB LISTEN... THE POSSIBILITIES TO MAKE THE FANS HAPPY AND DO WHAT YOU WANT.. UGHH...

ngl his dad makes me hella gay/hj

I've been having fun drawing his design as if he was simpkins which I think is what their gonna do.... I've been thinking so much about this tbh..

ugh he's so,,, I like to imagine he wears a big boss scientist outfit with the stripes and decals etc

I like him. I like em a lot it's just,,, DONT MAKE HIM CRAIG AND PEOPLE WILL LIKE HIM,, no one wants him officially Craig cause there's some parts that don't make sense with him being his dad and ughhh especially that one official art of Barry carrying him.. that just.. no.... it feels weird that being father and soonnnn imo

[5ilent5cience]

Okay soooo I have a few things to say...!

First of all, YOUR ART. IS AMAZING.

I can't-

Like, you found your style and just slay it, I don't understand how you people simply find things suitable for your hands and just😭

I can't even find my art style 😭

Second, OH MY GOD I LOOOOOVE the way you see the characters in this show. Like, you like Raph's soft, protective side, and you love Donnie (obviously duh 0-0) AND!! I lOVE when Raph is calling everyone "baby" or "little sunshine" to soothe them or SOMETHING LIKE THAT I JUST LOVE IT ALRIGHT

Third... Your head is so colorful and full of everything. Like... Memes + cuties + brotherly love + ABSOLUTE TERROR... 😭 YES you scared me a lot of times indeed.. I'm not going to bed tonight🥲 but in a good way, because I haven't seen that good editing in a good while. I mean the YouTube videos :) the screams, the music fits PERFECTLY, and I bet you don't even consider that a hard work you're just doing it easily and it's soo good 😭

Fourth... You are very respectful. Every time before posting any gore you give straight warnings (and I ignore them every time :p)

Also...! I need a better navigation here... It's hard to keep up with the Donnie Disaster comic. Ughhh..... Do you mind if I screenshot the whole thing and dub it...? 🥲 I give credits always when I post on YouTube! (It's still totally cool if you don't want me to)

That's all (for now :3)

...

Imma go try and sleep now... But I don't think I will be able to🥲 that jacket in my closet looks like one of the zombies in IV AU and ugh... He's staring into my soul a bit🫠

I'm probably gonna annoy you for a while here lol

AWWWW STHAP YOU'RE GONNA MAKE ME CRY TT°TT, SO ITS MY TURN TO ANSWER YOURS !!

1.) THANK YOU SO MUCH !! I JUST TRIED SO HARD COMPARING MY WORK TO ACTUAL SHOW BUT I REALIZE I ALSO CAN'T FIND MY OWN ART STYLE TOO LOL

2.) YUH OFC I LOVE GIVING THE CHARACTERS AND THEIR MILD RESPECTIVE PERSONALITY. yeah I gib Raph calling Donnie or other bros "Babies". And for Mikey being called as "Little sunshine".

3.) Yeah art style is art style even I had amalgam of any art styles which it is hard to keep it straight yet messed up and fr I extremely love horror stuffs ;0;

4.) Yeah, even I'm scared of the viewers, especially the minors so I don't wanna let em go trauma but I failed lol

5.) AND OFC YOU CAN DUB IT, I WILL CRY FR JUST LINK ME THERE AND I'LL CRY

[mysteryshoptls]

SR Jade Leech Lab Coat Personal Story: Part 1

"It simply means I love them"

Part 1 (Part 2)

[Octavinelle Dorm – Jade's Room]

Jade: Whew. I discovered many new things on my mountain stroll today.

Jade: There were wild flora growing where there was not any the day prior, and I also encountered creatures I had never seen before…

Jade: This is why I find the mountains to be utterly fascinating. I never tire of it, even after hiking it day after day…

Floyd: Oh hey～ Welcome back, Jade～ What'd you bring back… Ew!

Floyd: Ughhh, you picked up something weird again.

Jade: It is not anything weird.

Jade: It is a genuine, edible mushroom.

Floyd: Go throw it out right now.

Floyd: I told ya I hate shiitake mushrooms. Why'd you bring it back?

Jade: This is not a shiitake mushroom. This is a different type of mushroom altogether.

Floyd: Don't care, still hate it.

Floyd: All you've been making for dinner recently's been mushroom dishes, I'm sick of it.

Jade: You're sick of it…? It's only been 10 days or so, has it not?

Jade: That is nowhere near close enough to fully appreciate the wonders of the mountain bounty.

Floyd: Nope, don't need more. I hate it!

Floyd: What's your club again, the "Mountain Lover's Club" or whatever? Don't drag me into your weird club activities, already.

Floyd: I'm definitely not gonna eat that thing, so.

Jade: What a pity. And I was able to harvest such a large bounty… What should I do with this?

Floyd: Put 'em back where they came from.

Jade: I couldn't possibly… It would be cruel to abandon them on the mountains.

Floyd: It'd be fine. I bet they'd be happier living the rest of their little mushroom lives on the mountain.

Jade: I absolutely cannot do something as cruel as throw them away.

Jade: …I know. I shall bring these to the cafeteria and have them use these in their dishes.

Floyd: Ehhh. Ain't it crueler to eat 'em?

Jade: It simply means I love them so much, I just want to eat them up.

Floyd: Man, sometimes I don't get what you're on about, Jade～

[Cafeteria]

―The next day

[rabble, rabble]

Floyd: Time to eat～

Floyd: You finally got rid of all that icky food, so I'm totally gonna eat a ton of something other than mushrooms.

Jade: When you're this adamant, I cannot help but start to feel a little hurt.

Floyd: Liar～ You don't care at all.

Jade: Fufufu.

Jade: Let me see, on today's lunch buffet… I see there's only a single mushroom dish.

Jade: It seems the ingredients I provided them became a "mushroom risotto."

Floyd: 'Kay, then that's what I'm definitely not gonna touch.

Jade: How depressing. …Now, let’s find a seat.

Lilia: …What's that, Silver, did you get a risotto again today?

Silver: Yes, I did.

Lilia: That's all you ever choose to eat, huh.

Lilia: You're here in the outside world now, you know. Why don't you try livening up your plate a little bit?

Silver: I find it troublesome to make those choices.

Silver: I do like risottos. And I do not mind if I eat the same thing every day.

Lilia: But there's so many other delicious foods out there… Well, do as you please. Time to eat.

Silver: Yes, lets.

Silver: …

Silver: …?

Lilia: …Hm? What's wrong, Silver, you've frozen mid-scoop.

Silver: Th…This risotto…

Lilia: What is it, Silver? …What is poisoned, by some chance!?

Silver: It's...

Lilia: Silver, hang in there!

Silver: It's...

Silver: It's delicious!!!

Lilia: Huh, what, so it's fine?!

Lilia: Why are you making a fuss over something like that? Did they change the seasonings on it, or something?

Silver: Not at all. The seasoning is the same as always, however, the mushroom texture is much more robust than usual.

Silver: It is completely different from the mushroom they had yesterday… I wonder if perhaps these are fresher.

Lilia: How should I know? Could it just be your imagination?

Silver: No, I definitely do not think so.

Silver: Whosoever gathered these mushrooms must have had quite the discerning eye. In any case, this is very delicious.

Floyd: …de …Jade. Hey, Jade!

Jade: …Ah!

Floyd: Are you even listening to me～?

Jade: Ah, my apologies. What were we talking about?

Floyd: Nothing really important.

Floyd: But even I'm gonna freak a bit if you suddenly stop talking and freeze like that. What is it?

Jade: No, it's nothing.

Floyd: Ehh, but you're grinnin' from ear to ear. You look real happy-like.

Floyd: Something good happened, didn't it? What, is it something fun? Don't hide it, tell me～

Jade: Well, perhaps it is something that pleases me to see, not necessarily something "fun" to do…

Jade: …But no, please don't mind me. I simply just discovered something that may prove to be of mild entertainment.

Part 1 (Part 2)

Requested by Anonymous.

[veryaren]

UGHHH not to be a fag but I'm rereading one of my favorite books and. This line is so luchinini to me I know that this is so majorly faggy and loserly and poovepilled but HEAR ME OUT.

(Incoming luchinini rant ? -majority just luchino interp and analysis really but it can be inferred I am talking about luchinini-that gets progressively more off track)

(benjamin alire saenz.... the feelings you evoke)

to me. Luchino is anything but a normal lover. he loves in a very weird way. He is definitely in NO WAY a parallel to the main character of this novel but I do love the way this sentence is phrased. It is so raw and REAL I love it. I think luchino often makes odd statements.

example a.

(very disconcerting thanks)

example b

(when prompted to talk about his knowledge of berries for the fall???he's so strange.)

hes weird. And a D1 yapper very clearly. So it would not surprise me for him to have somewhat morbid thoughts and perspectives on love as well. he often makes comparisons or mental parallels with his knowledge of certain things etc etc. so I think his feelings toward love would be no different. by nature he is morbid and curious.

gahhh. THIS IS SO GAY but I'm having. VISIONS. his weirdness is probably worse when he's in love. not in the "em.. Heh!!! Oops!!! That was so embarrassing, sorry, ah!!!" Kind of way but in the "on late nights I will stare at you and observe you as you sleep and breathe and stir." kind of weird. And he doesn't even realize that it's just a little creepy. nor does he ever really Mena them in a sensual way I dont think. (goonchino interps scare me iykwim. like sometimes they just write him weird. TOO freaky.)

something something "I wonder what it might be like, to see you in the mundane of your day. where your idle mind goes, what you're conjuring in that head of yours when you've nothing but yourself."

I have. Sort of mentioned this before but I do think that sometimes these kind of thoughts just slio through too. And, again, when they do he CANNOT tell why it would be unsettling. IN FACT I THINK HE FINDS A BEAUTY IN IT. He does not have the clearest grasp on certain factors of societal norms but that is ok.

he clearly loves to talk. but never finds the right place to properly insert himself. once he is comfortable though with someone (cough Antonio...but again this is still more luchino centered than luchinini I am very much holding back) I think it would probably be habitual, to just say what is on his mind. something similar to the aformentioned novel quote. my brain is running low on words so feel free to imagine examples.

"beautiful, even in your unrest. it's wonderful to think, how you might gnash your teeth in frustration at a chord just an octave too low. How the tips of your fingers might grow pink in the way that they do when you grip your bow just that bit too roughly." Such and such (luchinini sneak)

ANYWAY. I need to sleep soon. but that's really all. quick tie back to luchinini premanor au because I am sick and twisted (read: faggot) but there is also something selfish about the way luchino lovesb(in the way I write him to clarify) . never intentionally of course, it's mostly due to his lack of etiquette in social scenes. but he shows antonio a love unlike any of his past.

it's alive. involved. difficult and strange but it grows him. antonio starts to love himself the way that luchino loves him, to live life in a way that makes him whole. The kind that makes him want to be worthy of that kind love.

and then, luchino leaves. and I don't think this is something he would regret. because he thinks it is the best option. it's visible in his own words (see luchino lore wiki. too lazy to site exact stuff maybe later) that he does not regret leaving, the farther away he is from anyone, the better. I dont think this factor is any different in premanor au. while yes it would hurt, and he knows it would hurt antonio, it is just what he needs to do. scientific brain seperating you from your beautiful t4t relationship with your hot Italian husband

Ill draw this later trust

[sungbeam]

assign your moots to your fics and tell us why :33

ooh :0 i remember getting this such a long time ago, so it'll be fun to do an updated ver!!

@justalildumpling — rhapsody anonymous: self explanatory; this was literally written and modeled after j 😎 u can thank her for the yy and sunwoo convergence on mc >:))

@jaehunnyy — the comfort zone: i think this one is sooo chip and i could imagine she and wooyo having a f2l romantic arc 😁 idk if you've read this one yet, but everything wooyo just automatically brings you to mind!

@hqrana — the cage: RAAAAH one of my favorite little underrated blurbs and literally the fic that brought the iconic xnonie to my inbox. noa's so rad, guys, just like this concept skfnks

@winterchimez — she can have two months: it was also written exactly for her after we had a discussion in our dms and i said BET!! I WILL WRITE IT, and ta-da! i did 😌

@ethereal-engene — either veins or lighthouse: veins because ash and i have an entire headcanon series in our discord abt the rest of the coups wedding TT, and lighthouse bc she's such a comforting person :')) she and woozi both make me feel so seen and loved

@mosviqu — flight risk: EASY MONEY, i was gonna assign swing my way, but i think bar might like flight risk more?? anyways, remember that eric loves you 😚 (but not more than ME)

@stealanity — ghost of you: my dearest matty :')) i know we don't chat/interact much but ur reactions to ghost of you still sit with me and i would like to associate you with the fic now 🫂 ur always such a supportive and warm person, and you would totally be the yn in this

@zzoguri — party people: besides mon saying they read it a few times, jacobie is their soulmate!! and i hope it continues to be your favorite fic by me :')) 💖

@from-izzy — circles: okay ik u don't bias hyunjae BUT i think izzy is so lovely and healing, and the story arc leads to one of my favorite make up scenes !! wish i did it a little more justice, but i think it still gets the right message across

@loveliestfelix — bird hunt and mine: IM CHEATING I KNOW 😭😭 but i just think of nana when i see my beloved bird hunt, there is no other that i associate w it more 😔 and ofc mine :') the little blurb that brought our friendship to bloom!!

@goldenhypen — 7:43pm; my favorite jake stan in the world and my canadian counterpart :')) i think em would perfectly line up w this one, just cuz it's a little twist on a classic cliché and ughhh jake is so swoonworthy haha

@polarisjisung — 11:54pm; WOW it's been forever since i went back to this fic 😭 but i think it encapsulates some of the jisung that our resident asteroid loves most 😋 and hua just feels like the yn in this hehe