#i want a callum hug 🥺

[avonne-writes]

Bucky & Curt

[unsaidcurses]

hi i saw you write for robert shwartzman and i think he is so under appreciated especially when it comes to fanfic!! could you please write something friends to lovers with him maybe with the whole “oh no there’s only one bed i guess we have to share” trope 🥺 i would owe you my life i love your writing

summary: robert hosts a party. it doesn’t continue as it was supposed to, but it’s alright anyway.

pairing: robert shwartzman x driver!reader

warning: alcohol

wordcount: 2,3 k

a/n: this is set back in the golden prema/fda days (i miss them so much) after months i finally finished this??? it’s been an eternity, thanks uni,  love u too </3

you could hear light music mixed with laughter coming out of the slightly opened main window of the house. you just arrived at robert’s place, where he decided to host what was supposed to be something between a small gathering and a party with members of the ferrari academy, who also happened to be his closest friends.

you, marcus and callum lived pretty close, so you had agreed long ago to always share one car whenever you planned to go to a party, so that at least two people could drink, while the other remained sober to drive them safely home, and tonight the chosen driver was marcus.

when you knocked on the door, you didn't have to wait long to be met with a smiley gianluca. he didn’t hesitate to pull you in a hug, soon after passing over to the boys, giving them their usual handshake.

“hey guys, how are you? welcome in!" the brazilian exclaimed eagerly when he greeted you. as you followed the orders, you entered the house, which, to your surprise, was adorned with fanciful lights, even on the sofa where mick, jehan, and robert sat.

“i didn’t expect christmas to arrive a month earlier this year!” you exclaimed walking towards the boys with the intention of hugging them. while the first two laughed at your joke standing up to greet you, the house's owner crossed his arms and wore a pout on his face, causing an even louder laugh from everybody.

"come on rob, i was kidding. you know i love christmas." you seriously replied engulfing him. and just when he finally gave in and placed his arms around your body as a sign to both forgive you and greet you, callum talked.

"of course he knows. that's exactly why they are there."

robert actually considered for three seconds to leave his spot and kick him, but it would have been suspicious, so he opted for staying where he was, thinking of something that could save him from a possible embarrassing moment.

"i also bought your favourite gin and marcus' tequila." he shrugged his shoulder dismissively. "i want my friends to enjoy their night, so there are things around you like."

although callum almost blurted out your name, as you were the thing around he liked, on the other hand his brain stopped his mouth in time, deciding that waiting for everybody to be tipsy before putting him through that carnage would be funnier.

suddenly the main lights turned down leaving a confused expression on everyone's face, until marcus, from the side of the room where the switches were, started talking.

"now that we are all here, can we start the party?"

"yes kid, we can"

-

some hours elapsed by and the majority of the boys were tiredly sitting on the sofa, while you and mick were drunkenly putting together some moves, which i'm not sure it can be called dancing, on the light jazz that was playing in the background. you didn't know the process that brought etta james to be played, considering not even half an hour prior all you could listen to was some edm music, but since the phone attached to the speakers was roberts's, you imagined it happened by his hand. and indeed it was him, after he heard the knocking on the wall from his neighbour when he walked in the kitchen to get a drink, realizing just then how late it was and they were being way too loud.

when the song ended, you collapsed on the armrest of the sofa where marcus was sitting. noticing his eyes were halfway closed from tiredness, you announced it was your time to leave.

"cal, let's go home maybe? marc is half asleep." you asked turning in his direction. he still hadn't answered, but you immediately noticed something in his look was off.

"marcus? are you sleepy or drunk?" callum examined his flatmate noticing his slouching on the couch and, for he doesn't understand what reason, the red ears, which was the common pattern he witnesses only when he was out drinking.

"mh, sleepy and drunk. allegedly sleepy because drunk." he replied cuddling to your side seeking a soft spot to rest his head, unsuccessfully since you stood up straight away.

"marcus! you were supposed to stay sober, it was your turn to drive us home!" you shouted at the boy, fully aware that telling him this now wouldn't change a thing. not surprised, callum let his head hanging down, reflecting on the possibility of driving them home, immediately dismissing it as he drank as well.

years of training reflexes to recognize when they are not on spot to drive, useful.

you stood there looking at your friend, pondering what was the best choice to bring you home safe and sound. since all of you had too much alcohol in your body, driving was not an option, and neither was walking because your house was too far away and marcus was clearly not in the condition to do so, nor ride a bicycle.

so basically you were screwed, except for the fact that you were at robert's house and, as the good party host he claims to be, he had the right solution for you.

"i think i have enough space for everybody to sleep here," he glanced around the living room thinking about how many people could fit on his couch. "three people can stay in the guest room, two on the sofa and two in my room."

"oh my- you are a godsend rob!" you excitedly jumped on him, after he saved you from a walk of kilometres holding your drunk friend.

you weren't the only one in the room having a realization though. in fact, while you were busy hugging robert, gianluca called shotgun for the guest room, fancying some due rest on a proper mattress, and mick and jehan reflexively run up the stairs, going for the room wishing the same as the younger driver. at the end of the day, they were already supposed to stay over, without expecting anybody to mess up their plan by getting drunk when not supposed to.

"it doesn't look like marc is gonna move anytime soon," callum said with half-closed eyelids looking at his full asleep friend, "and i don't think i have the energy to do any different, so i guess we'll take the couch."

the blond boy reached for the cupboard, taking out a blanket and kindly laying it out on his academy's teammates. the older of the two thanked him with a little smile and a yawn, while the new zealander was way to gone to be minimally conscious.

then robert nodded towards the staircase, to let you know his intention to go to his room, and you followed him

"did i seriously win the spot on the comfiest bed of the house without an effort? it must be my lucky day!" you ratiocinated walking up the stairs alongside rob, who was some steps behind you since he stopped to switch off the lights of the living room to let the boys sleep more comfortably.

"are you sure you don't mind sharing the bed? i can always stay with marcus and callum" he halted temporarily in case you didn't like the idea of sleeping together in a so small space.

"of course, rob. besides, it's your bed, if anything i would be the one on the couch." you insisted turning to him, beckoning him to stick to you.

once in his room, the atmosphere change pretty drastically for the russian. having his long time crush in his personal space was a new thing for him, which got him pretty flustered, not knowing how to act. not that you noticed it, while changing into your pajamas. if you only knew how that made robert freeze on the spot. notify him next time, please.

some giggles from the adjacent room distracted both of you and saved the blonde's brain from buffering over and over again.

"did we really think it was a smart idea to leave gianluca in the same room as jehan?" you questioned ironically, "they will keep us awake all night."

"definitely"

still laughing, you and your fluffy pyjamas got under the blanket on the bed on the opposite side of where a bedside table with some of rob's stuff laying around was set, inducing it was the part where he usually slept. you moved around a bit, trying to find some comfort in the unknown environment, meanwhile the blonde changed his clothes as well, getting in an old unused t shirt and some short, which looked a bit too light for your liking, but he was surely better used to cold temperatures than you were thanks to his childhood spent in russia. after taking the spare pillow on the chair, he walked to his side of the bed pushing the one already on the mattress in your direction to offer the most comfortable one between the two. lucky me callum is not here to tease me right now, rob reflected.

sleeply, you accepted it, not wanting to start the "you take it" “no, you take it" conversation in the middle of the night, watching the other finally getting under the duvet with a satisfied look on his face.

once both of you settle in the small bed, you relaxed finding some peace to sleep, but a fresh breeze hitting you feet cause that moment to be really brief. at first, you decided it wasn't particularly bothersome, so you let it pass, but when all the warm the blanket was radiating was disappearing because of it and it became distracting for your sleep, you decided to investigate the cause.

"rob, you're too tall." watching under the duvet, you noticed he was laying with his legs straight and his feet didn't fit in the bed, leaving a gap at the end of it where the cold air could come in.

the small bed was not only narrow, but also too short.

"i know, i'm sorry. in theory the mattress is a full size, but in actuality it is a small-european size." he apologized for moving slightly to fit better, but without really knowing how.

"isn't it easier if you just bend your legs?" you suggested seeing his discomfort. in response, the blonde did what you said but towards the wall, the opposite direction of what you had in mind, putting himself in another uncomfortable position as well. "i meant in this way, dumbass."

when you brutally put a hand on his knee to pull his legs on your side he was a little taken aback. he didn't want to intrude your space, and doing so your legs were all intertwined, and he couldn't stop thinking about whose legs his were crossing. it wasn't exactly like the time he slept with marcus during a grand prix because the radiator in his room was broken.

"am i-... do you, i mean..." he started stuttering, trying to form a proper sentence while you were looking at him, which was pretty distracting if you couldn't tell. "are my legs bothering you? i can move them if you-"

"it was a pretext to get you to do something about this." the boy was interrupted by your sentence, which wasn't entirely clear to him.

"about what?" he questioned back with a confused expression on his face. what he said made you laugh a bit, you honestly couldn't tell if he was doing it on purpose or was actually obnoxious.

"we can avoid the elephant in the room any longer or you can just cuddle me like normal people that like each other usually do."

you dropped the bomb, hoping you didn't misunderstand all the signals, otherwise that would be really embarrassing, but considering all the glances, the sweet actions only aimed at you, callum's jokes and the general tension sometimes was there between you two for absolutely no reason, you assumed this was not the case.

the boy looked at you with a blank expression, processing the words. has he been so obvious, too obvious, about his feelings? or was it his friends' fault with all the remarks? but mainly:

"each other? so you-"

"yes rob, i like you."

those icy eyes were looking at you like you told him a f1 seat was his. he didn't know how to form the concept he wanted to pronounce, letting him gasping. his reaction made some insecurities crawl into you, interrupting the eye contact you were previously holding, which didn't go unnoticed by the boy, causing an immediate reaction from him.

"that's good," out of all the words existing in the english vocabulary, these were the ones that came out. seriously? so he tried to fix his mistake by adding a "i mean- it's good because i like you too."

a nervous laugh escaped your lips, followed by a push on his shoulder. that was really horribly phrased, lucky him you liked him.

"good to know. now, i've been awake for like... nineteen hours? so if you don't mind, i would postpone this conversation to next morning when both of us will have more faculties to properly talk about it. the worst part of admiting it is done, anyhow." you yawned stretching around. with your legs still intertwined, the boy started fidgeting before opening his mouth and unsurely give voice to his thoughts.

"can i still hug you?"

you felt an overload of tenderness hearing the request, accompanied by the cute expression on robert's face, typical of someone in the beginning stages of a new relationship, with a lot of adoration, but plenty of insecurities. your natural answer was to scoot over and lay your head on his shoulder, which in response received a weird entanglement of arms around your body and a bright smile.

"goodnight rob" you murmured to the boy on your side, who answered you in the same way before settling down, with silence and calmness filling the room, knowing that at least callum now will stop messing with you on your unrevealed crushes.

[zuppizup]

💔, 🙋‍♀️, and 🥺 for the writing ask game!

💔 Is there a fic of yours that broke your heart?

Without a doubt, the Alternative Endings to Husk, in particular the Rayla ending.

Considering the tags, it’s not spoiling to say killing off a character isn’t the easiest, but considering everything Callum and Rayla went through in Husk, it was a particularly bitter pill to swallow. Which is why they are the alternative endings, rather than the “real” ending.

The sequel to Out of Time is also killing me, which is why its still in in first draft stage. And, like the Husk alt endings, this was really more how I saw the “real” ending, but I wanted to be nice to my babies. Someday I might finish and post it, even though I feel super bad writing it. They did deserve their happy ending, but, well, life doesn’t always work out, does it.

I am also going back and editing my dark magic AU in preparation for posting to AO3, and very lonely, touch starved Rayla is making me super sad. While I have been joking with people about her hugging rocks and the like, a long time in Rayla POV in most fics, but especially here is a sad place.

Thankfully, it will ultimately carry my favourite tag (angst with a happy ending).

🙋‍♀️ Do any irl people know you write fanfic?

My husband does (and technically my eldest, because she writes fanfic in her journal!) and a friend who also got back into his creative hobbies during the pandemic but that’s pretty much it.

🥺 Is there a certain type of moment or common interaction between your characters that never fails to put you in your feels?

I really love the little quiet moments between characters. So, someone knowing you almost better than you know yourself. Knowing that when the other is upset to give them space and a cup of tea or a hug, if that’s what they need right there and then. Or seeing a gift or something and knowing the other person would like it and getting it without thinking. Preparing a favourite meal or doing the laundry because the other person hates laundry.

It doesn’t have to be traditionally romantic, but, to me, doing those kind of things shows a depth of caring and understanding.

I do prefer love in the little moments over big, grand gestures. Love rooted in friendship, fondness, respect and admiration.

Fanfic Writer Emoji Ask meme

[joseopher]

Love Languages of Atlas Six characters

Tristan

Physical touch

Growing up pain was often associated with touch for Tristan so he grew up longing for soft hugs and gentle squeezes. Due to his bitterness and reluctance to be vulnerable, he has trouble expressing verbally what he feels so he prefers to do it silently through touch. This might also be why sleeping with Libby was when he first realized he had a crush on her and that this crush started when they stopped time together which required a lot of touch.

Nico

Words of affirmation

Nico needs verbal affirmation. He needs to be complimented and praised or he will not be able to function. Sure, he knows he's the best but it's very important to him that someone tells him that.

Callum

Physical touch

Have you seen how touchy this guy gets when he's manipulating Tristan and Parisa? He 1000% expresses affection through touch, especially when it's cannon that he's scared of manipulating people. His words are his best manipulation tactic, so when he's expressing care he does so through touch. He just wants someone to give him a hug🥺

Reina

Quality time

Reina isn't really into being touchy with others and certainly doesn't care for verbal expressions of love. She prefers to express she cares by hanging out. That's likely why she felt like she had gotten so close to Nico because they were always sparring together. And also why when she was mad at him she started not spending any time with him.

Parisa

Acts of service

It used to be physical touch before that became more like a job to her (and her brother's thoughts about her ruined it). Now, when she cares about someone, she'll do so by helping them. For example, allowing Nico into her mind so he can rest and warning Tristan about Callum (though that could've been her manipulating him to choose her over him I still think it's because she cared about him).

Libby

Words of affirmation

Libby gets very embarrassed when people tell her that she's done a good job. But she craves it, considering how much of a people-pleaser she is, she very much wants affirmation she's doing okay. She's also very anxious, so I feel like she'd be would second-guess other's actions if they expressed they cared through touch, gifts or anything more ambiguous that her anxiety could twist into something else.

[1lovepeace]

IMHO, only Callum and Ezran fully comprehend the tremendous losses that Rayla has endured. I love Soren, but he and Amaya judged Rayla without seeking to know or understand why or think about the hurt and loss she went through. Which is not right. Even though I get what she did, it was wrong and they were calling her out because of how distraught and hurt Callum was. Even then, we've seen time and time again that Callum has and always will come to Rayla's defense. He has a right to be upset with what had happened, but he has never and will never hold it against her. He wants to show Rayla that he's completely different from her parents and wants to be her confidant, supporter, and devoted, loving ally. He's really the only one who has truly defended her.

Even though all 4 of her parents never, ever meant to cause Rayla any trauma or abandonment, even if they only had pure, good intentions, I know without a doubt that they're devastated, haunted and hurt by the painful reality of losing the bond and life they had with Rayla. Feeling unbearable guilt and regret for having failed and disappointed their beloved daughter. Yes, Rayla made a bad decision. But it came from a place of trauma. With Callum, Ezran, and Soren, they want to help, guide, and support Rayla by seeking understanding, showing compassion, and empathy for her situation. While giving her the confidence to truly grow, learn, and prosper in healthier, wiser ways.

I also truly believe the reason why Rayla's relationship with all four of her parents is severely stained and portrayed so negatively because there's no backstory, no development, no important flashbacks and no major focus/quality time spent with them. Like we got with Harrow and Viren. I hope that changes, even if it's a spinoff series about the Moonfam. Which I would personally love.

I genuinely hope that we get some resolution and development with the moonfam in S6. Because they deserve to have their daughter back in their lives. As well as sharing so many moments of them crying, hugging, kissing, and apologizing to their daughter for so many things. It's not gonna be easy for them to heal and reconcile with each other, but I have strong faith that they will overcome these obstacles. They need and deserve this so much more than anything or anyone. 🥺🥺😭😭❤️💜💙🧡

Seeing people crap on arc two Rayla genuinely makes me sad. I don't think many people truly realize the depth of Rayla's isolation. What happened to all the characters in arc one was horrible (I am not down playing that), Callum and Ezran lost their father, and Soren lost his family, but they all had Katolis to go back to. Their home. Rayla lost EVERYTHING. She lost the assassins who she grew up with and trained her, she lost her home, and worst of all she lost her parents. She lost Runaan and Ethari in one go, only months after her parents. And all she had to remember them by was what they taught her. And they taught her self sacrifice, they taught her to do questionable things in the name of protection and the greater good. Viren threatened everything she loved which WAS Callum and Ezran, and she thought he was still alive. She was stuck in fight or flight mode, she was bathed in trauma. And she had a point in TTM, everyone was just moving on, and didn't take or let her have anytime to truly grieve. She was in such a dark place in TTM and it influenced her decisions. She knows she did something wrong, she knows she hurt Callum. She hasn't brought herself to apologize yet, but why did we stop treating her as human? (Or elf, as it were)

Also hi, I've recently been liberated from TDP reddit

[f1-disaster-bi]

Pro dom au …

“Charlie you came!” Charles hears the moment they step through the door of the small coffee shop. The warmth wrapping around them like a welcoming hug as they leave the ice cold outside.

Lance and Callum are sat under a fluffy blanket on one of the sofas at the side of them room smiling and waving at them over.

“Hi, you look cozy.” They say as they approach the two men who just lift the blanket up and pull Charles under so they’re all cuddled against each other.

I love this so much 🥺😭

Just Charles being so warmly welcomed. Just pulled into a little cuddle pile when maybe they are still feeling as if they're taking up a space they shouldnt

Callum would 100% tug them in, and cuddle them because he adores Charles and he has so much that he wants to tell them

[raayllum]

Hi same anon that asked about the Rayllum AMVs. I just watched the new TDP clip & just seeing Callum looking up at the moon thinking about, Rayla, seeing him cry I felt his pain & as a fan mother I wanted to walk up to him & give him a hug & say “She loves you Callum, she just has a funny way of showing it & she did it to protect you because she’s afraid of losing you.” What do you think he would say if I told him that?

Same anon that asked about the Rayllum AMVs. I just wanted to say that I’m not actually a mother I just look at my favorite characters as my fan children I’m actually still quite young😅 Sorry for the misunderstanding. It’s just the way Ezran, said “You still love her, don’t you?” That’s where it hit me🥺🥺😢😢😭😭😭

I mean, I don’t think Callum would really react all that much, because he knows that. He knows what her mindset was in leaving, he knows she wanted to, he knows she felt like she had to, he knows why she left him behind. It just doesn’t make it hurt any less.

He just wants the love of his life back. Nothing can fix that until it happens

[leximitchells]

I really want a ballum hug similar to the one in the kitchen in 2019 but its callum hugging ben this time🥺 like I don’t care about a kiss, ben has been needing a proper hug for maybe a year now!

PLEASE

[bwoahtastic]

Look, I’m in my Callum/Marcus mode those days and I can never get enough, whatever (and I say whatever) you want to discuss about them, please do, and I’ll be eternally thankful 😂💙

Well first off,

Definitely still think Marcus would cling to Callum from the first day they meet. Like he just breathes in, catches Callum's scent, and instantly hugs him close cos he just smells safe.

And then obviously they become very close and Marcus just loves snuggling up to Callum and Callum just loves the funky Omega with all his heart🥺

But yeah Marcus knowing his 1st heat is coming up and asking Callum to have sex with him cos he doesnt want his first time to be during a heat.

And they admit they love each other once they are stuck together sjsjs

Kimi lowkey hoping them getting together means they will calm down a little.

But of course they only get MUCH worse sjsj

[botheredbuck]

I couldn't,,, not add to this so here's my little contribution to happy ballum christmas-

callum ends up getting lexi a little present that's just from him bc he's a nerd (and the LOOK ben gives him when he finds out, the man is just so in love) and he gives it to her when they're all together and he's so so nervous because he's still a bit insecure about being a dad figure to her, but she's so happy about it and she gives him a massive hug and then opens the present and it's a pink ukulele and a little notebook with her name on the front because 'I know you like singing, lex, so I thought maybe you could learn to play that and maybe you could write your own songs one day' and she's just so happy and gives him a massive hug then runs off to show lola and callum turns to ben and is like is that okay I know I should've run it by you first I'm sorry I just wanted to get her something and I thought Imit would be nice and ben just stares at him in awe for a minute because he's just how did I get this beautiful man and kisses him and just whispers thank you, I love you in his ear and hides the fact that hes almost crying in callum's shoulder until lexi comes back to open more presents I am soft 🥺

please add to this like I need more soft christmas day ballum

right anyway i can’t stop thinking about ben and callum’s first christmas together and all those cute little bits we didn’t see on screen, so imma starts a thread:

one of ben’s many presents to callum was a scrapbook full of all their lockdown times. screenshots from skype calls, text messages, all the random photos they’d sent each other, little love letters they’d posted, recipes of cakes he and lexi had baked callum and left on his doorstep and a whole bunch of stupid memes. right at the end of the scrap book was booking confirmation for a weekend away in paris, to make up for lost time, it said.

[f1-disaster-bi]

Can we please have more thoughts about trans Callum and lance and genderfluid Charles in the pro dom au? I love that you’re including this 🤩

How does Charles come out to the club?

I am always down to discuss these guys!!! 🥺

So Lance, after his own little wobble, is just so in love with the fact that Esteban and Lando researched so much about bottom surgery, and that they found a company owned by a trans man to get Lance's custome strap made so that it matches his skin tone, looks proportionate and that it even has a system that allows him to 'cum'. It makes him incredibly confident and happy, he loves that he can now end a scene with his 'cum' on Lando and it just feels good. He would definetaly talk to Callum about it during their meet ups because he just can't believe that there is something like this out there.

Callum appreaciates the strap (Lance tries it with him during a scene where Mick is handling Lando), but realises he is quiet okay with his body right now and it's a great feeling. He feels confident and sexy and he feels himself. He has stepped away from defining his gender by what body parts he does or doesn't have. He loves those meet ups with Lance, and going to support groups for trans people. It just reaffirms for him that he is who he is and no one can take that away from him, and he even makes friends with one or two more feminine trans men that do drag and understand exactly what happened with his wobble

As for Charles, they would come out to the during one of the meetings they have to check in with everyone and discuss business. It's just all of them gathered around long before the club opens with food Lance and Esteban ordered in and talking about schedules and different things and when Lance asks "Is there any changes to be made?", Charles who is cuddling with Max just stands up and goes "Yeah, I need my pronouns changed on my profile. I'm not comfortable with he/she so I'd like it if everyone referred to me using they/them because I'm genderfliud"

Everyone is so supportive. Lance is grinning and hugs him, he offers to let him join in on his and Callums talks because he knows that being gender-fluid can come with as much dysphoria as being trans does and they can support Charles. It makes Charles's eyes tear up. Seb hugs them and tells them that they're brave and he is proud of them, and everyone is just so sweet and loving, asking questions about whether Charles wants them to change the way they talk to him during scenes to be more gender neutral or if they want to be referred to in a certain way when they are feeling feminine or masculine or neutral

[f1-disaster-bi]

Reading through the pro dom tag and I love it!

That idea about ftm lance made me think … him coming out to the rest of the club?

At the point only Este, Lando, Callum and his 2 regular clients know but he’s struggling with hiding it so one night when they’re having a ‘team evening’ (just a night where they all hang out, get food and drink and relax) he finally tells everyone.

He’s very nervous and is worried about their reactions but when Max comes over and cuddles him telling him he’s the best ever he knows there’s nothing to worry about

Thank you!! I adore this au and this twist to it 🥺

Lance would be so nervous to tell everyone. He considers them family but he's terrified to tell them. His coming out as a teenager wasn't a welcome one and there was so much hostility that Lance has just never felt the need to tell anyone that he was born the wrong gender.

He has so much support from Lando and Esteban. Esteban helped him through most of his transition and Lando has never seen Lance as anything but Lance. He knows the team will be supportive of him but it's still terrifying.

Telling Callum had taken so much energy. Lance knew it was a good thing that he told him because it helped Callum so much. It helped him as much as it helped Callum and that's what drives him to tell everyone because its the first time outside of his boys and a few clients that Lance has felt himself fully

So he tells Esteban and Lando that he wants to tell everyone. Lando just hugs him tight and Esteban holds his hand and tells him that they're proud of him and they love him and he should only do this if he's ready but Lance is

They invite everyone over to their apartment. They have food and drinks and it's fun and relaxed. It's just a normal bonding night for them to vent about clients or university and life outside the club and then Lance clears his throat and tells them. He explains everything from why he kept it hidden to how and when he stops he's just terrified that they're going to hate him

But then Max is hugging him, nearly crushing his ribs and telling Lance he loves and supports him. Sebastian is smiling proudly, as are the other older members of the club, Charles is there holding his hand and when he turns, Callum is watching him through happy tears and his boyfriends are both watching him proudly

It's hit Lance then that he might have started the club as a safe space for doms and subs, but somewhere along the way he created a family that'd love him unconditionally

[f1-disaster-bi]

Can we please have more Callum/Mick/Marcus headcanons in the pro dom au 🥺

My soft trio 🥺

Marcus would absolutely worry about how to dom Callum at first. He has dommed with Mick who is a switch. He has watched Mick dom Callum but Marcus is a little scared he will say or do somethign wrong.

Callum worries at first that this means that Marcus is here just for Mick, especially after they get together as a trio. He's done scenes with them both, but normally their is an experienced dom involced and Marcus tends to let them take the lead with Callum

Mick, forever the levelheaded one of the three of them, notices how nervous they are around each other and sits them all down. Outside of scenes, the three of them are all uddly and Marcus loves nothing more than having Callum in his lap as they make out but its just when they enter a possible scene that things get tense

Marcus admits after a few moments of gentle questioning that he's scared to say the wrong thing or misgender Callum. That he will mess up in the heat of a scene and say something triggering without meaning too and it breaks Callums heart because Marcus cares so much that he's scared to hurt Callum.

Callum would just crawl onto him and cuddle him. Reassuring him that Marcus would never intentioanlly harm him, and that they can start it slow with scening. Callum admitting he was a bit worried that maybe Marcus was supportive in theory of Callum being trans but that he figured out he wasn't attracted to Callum when he saw the scars or his body which has Marcus clinging to him because 'you and Mick are the most beautiful people in the world to me, and I want you two so badly. I'm just scared I'll mess up'

It gets better after that. Mick and Callum gently help guide Marcus through domming Callum, Lance (who Marcus and Mick don't know is trans) sits in under the idea that he's dommed Callum before and can show Marcus how to speak and react to Callum when he is feeling feminine without dismissing Callums identity

After Callums wobble, Marcus admits to Mick one day when Callum is asleep that this terrifies him because this is what he was afraid of at the begining, that he'd say something that hurt Callum and his view of his masculinity and gender and it hurts to see someone make Callum wobble (he even has a few nightmares that it was his fault which Mick helps him through, and later Callum hugs him tight because 'you were never like them even when you were afraid')

[michelleleewise]

This......broke my heart!!!!! 😭😭😭

I feel so much for both of them!!!

You leaned on the door, sliding down to the floor as tears welled up in your eyes. He was finally coming for you. Would he be mad? Happy? You had wanted to call him every day. You wanted to talk to him, but every time you picked up the phone, you just remembered his angry cold eyes and the betrayal in his voice. You didn’t think you could live seeing or hearing that again.

You took out his note, the one that you always kept with you and prayed that he wouldn’t find you here. Because if he did, if he found out you had lied about your child, that hatred in his eyes would be cemented in them forever. Every time you would look into his deep eyes and see the pain and loathing in them, you would die a little each time. And you knew there was no way you could live like that.

Poor violet!!!! My heart hurts for her!! She's so scared he'll hate her when It's the last thing he would do 🥺🥺

Loki had kept an eye on Callum. Watching him retreat backward ever so slightly. Go on rabbit, lead me to where she is, he thought. Loki watched from the corner of his eye, as Callum took off to warn Violet of his arrival.

Real quick......I love that line so much!!!! "Go on little rabbit!!! Aaahh!!! Feral Loki is just umph!!!

“Darling, please,” his voice resonated throughout your body. Like the deep toll of a church steeple beckoning you home. You hadn’t heard his voice in months. You hadn’t felt that richness, the depth of pain and history. You heard the sorrow and longing in his timbre, and you ached to go to him and comfort him.

Again....I just want to grab both of them and hug the pain away!!!! 🥺🥺

“I am a prince of Asgard and the rightful king of Jotunheim. I AM THE SUPERIOR!” Loki growled. You heard shouting and a scuffle ensue. If they weren’t careful, they could all get hurt. You know how strong a rampage Loki could get in if he wasn’t careful. All these people would be injured if you didn’t do anything soon.

Ppppfffff!!!! Holy hell..........that man about to destroy anything and everything in the vicinity!!!

“No, Loki. Please, stay. I’m sorry,” you cried. “This is all my fault. My fault,” you held on to Callum, trying to convince Colonel Rhodes. “Please don’t do this. Don’t let them take him.” Your breath hitched and hiccupped. The pain in your chest was all-encompassing and tearing at your heart.

“I love you,” Loki mimed before he was taken by the Bifrost, back to Asgard.

This.........this killed me!!!! I known we talked about it, but hell of it doesn't hurt!!!!

This is such beautifully written angst dear!!! Like, I feel so much for them!! I want them to be together and happy!!!!! 😭😭😭😭😭

But odin...............

I can't wait until the next part!!!!!!! I can't tell you how much I love this!!!!! 💚💚💚🥺🥺🥺🥲🥲🥲

To Have and To Hold - Chapter 6

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Summary: Loki finds Violet. Will they be reunited? A/N: I wanna thank @lokisgoodgirl for being my BETA and @michelleleewise for all the wonderful ideas. You two are the absolute best! 🥰 Pairing: Loki x OFC/Reader Word Count: Over 2K Tags/Warnings: Lots of angst. Dividers by: @firefly-graphics

There was a frenzied knock on your door that put you on high alert. You grabbed the small dagger you kept by your nightstand as you slowly made your way to the front. “Violet, I know you’re in there. It’s me. Open up!”

You raced to the lock, trying to open the door as quickly as you could. “Rhodey, what’s wrong? What are you doing here?” you asked puzzled. You hadn’t seen Rhodey in two months. Not since that video call where you asked him where your brother was stationed and if he could connect the two of you together.

“Just got a call from Cap. The Cap. Says one of the jets went missing. And the flight chart says they’re heading straight here. Now, one Avenger wanting to see her dear brother, I can believe. But three more coming this way after your supposed ‘holiday?’ What’s going on Vee?”

Three? “I-I can’t. Rhodey, please don’t tell him I’m here!” you said holding onto your stomach.

“Him? Him who?” Rhodey looked down at your figure. You could see the wheel of questions turning in his head before he let out a breath a decided it would be better if he didn’t know. “You need to hide then. Now.”

“O-ok,” you nodded.

“Lock all the doors and don’t come out till either Callum or I get you. You got that?” He instructed. You nodded your head. Your eyes followed his retreating figure onto the Humvee and he sped off. You latched every lock and turned every deadbolt you could.

You leaned on the door, sliding down to the floor as tears welled up in your eyes. He was finally coming for you. Would he be mad? Happy? You had wanted to call him every day. You wanted to talk to him, but every time you picked up the phone, you just remembered his angry cold eyes and the betrayal in his voice. You didn’t think you could live seeing or hearing that again.

You took out his note, the one that you always kept with you and prayed that he wouldn’t find you here. Because if he did, if he found out you had lied about your child, that hatred in his eyes would be cemented in them forever. Every time you would look into his deep eyes and see the pain and loathing in them, you would die a little each time. And you knew there was no way you could live like that.

The jet’s engine hummed for the past five hours. Loki sat there as patiently as he could, feeling the vibration of the aircraft, letting it soothe his anxious mind. What would he say to you? How could he convince you to come back home? To him?

“It would be past midnight when we land in a half hour. Have you gotten any rest?” Bruce asked through the headphones in the cockpit.

“I can’t sleep, Bruce. Not till I know she’s all right.” Bruce simply nodded.

“We would need clearance. Just because we’re the Avengers doesn’t mean we can barge into an American military base without cause.”

“We do have cause!” Loki argued.

“Not one that’s important in the eyes of the government. Or sanctioned for that matter.” Loki huffed his annoyance. He is getting inside that base, and no one is going to stop him. “Let me speak with the Lt. Colonel in charge before you barge in, OK?” Bruce pleaded.

Not long after, the jet was given special permission to land inside the base. Bruce, Thor, and Loki stepped out to a small battalion of armed soldiers. Heavy artillery aimed at the three men as they walked down the gangplank. Their hands raised in surrender.

“Rhodey? What is all this?” Bruce asked as he made his way to Lt. Colonel Rhodes.

“I’m wondering the same thing, Bruce. I was in Germany when I was told to get my butt over here because you three would be landing here in a few short hours. In a stolen jet, no less!”

“Borrowed!” Thor corrected.

“I was also told that HE does not have the authorization to leave American soil, let alone New York,” Rhodes pointed to Loki.

“We’re looking for Agent Moreau,” Loki yelled out.

“And what makes you think she’s here? Last I heard, she went AWOL after…” a stolen beat. Silence had entered Rhodes’ mind as he tried to decide what to say.

“After what, Colonel?” Loki demanded. From the corner of his eye, Loki noticed someone familiar. The same large eyes and facial structure as Violet. Callum. Loki watched as he exited the vehicle he was sitting in to get a closer look. When he noticed who had arrived on base, he took a big sigh and slowly started to make his way back to the civilian row, where you were.

“Why do you need her? If she’s even here that is.”

“That is none of your concern Colonel,” Loki yelled.

“Rhodey we just want to speak to her and then be on our way,” Bruce added.

“She’s not here,” Rhodey said. “I suggest you get back on that jet and go back to New York, gentlemen.”

“Lies!” Loki yelled. “You know where she is. And so does he!” Loki pointed to Callum who stopped and froze in his escape.

“Colonel Rhodes, we mean no harm. All we want is to set some things straight with Agent Moreau. Then we’ll be on our way.” Thor tried. “Would you deny us council with one of our trusted teammates?”

“Uh-huh, sure. Bruce, what is this really about? Why did you bring the smash brothers here on my base?” Rhodey asked.

“What else would this be about Rhodey? Loki came here to talk to Violet. He risked his ‘parole’ so he could see her!”

“To talk? That’s why you, The Hulk, are here? And why Lord of Thunder is here too?” Rhodey said disbelievingly.

“Would you rather I not be here to look after my brother?” Thor said impatiently.

Loki had kept an eye on Callum. Watching him retreat backward ever so slightly. Go on rabbit, lead me to where she is, he thought. Loki watched from the corner of his eye, as Callum took off to warn Violet of his arrival.

“I will do what I came here to do, and none of you can stop me.”

“Loki,” Thor warned.

“And what exactly did you come here to do?” Colonel Rhodes yelled. Loki disappeared in a cloud of smoke and reappeared not too far away. Whenever he materialized he ran in between soldiers and avoided hits and gunshots before he would disappear again making it hard to catch him.

He followed Callum as fast as he could as he lead Loki down a small street with bungalows on either side. It was a small neighborhood of civilian housing for active-duty personnel and the families that stay with them. She’s here. In one of these houses. I just know it. “Violet!”

Soldiers gathered behind him. Bruce, Rhodes, and Thor leading the way.

“Violet! Violet, Where are you?” Loki yelled out. His time was short. He needed to find her quickly. By now he’s sure that the Colonel has alerted the Captain. In turn, he would’ve alerted Asgard.

“Darling, please,” his voice resonated throughout your body. Like the deep toll of a church steeple beckoning you home. You hadn’t heard his voice in months. You hadn’t felt that richness, the depth of pain and history. You heard the sorrow and longing in his timbre, and you ached to go to him and comfort him.

You shut your eyes, hoping that this nightmare isn’t happening. That it’ll go away if you squint just hard enough and not listen.

“Loki! I’m warning you to stop this instant or I will be forced to use drastic measures!” You heard Rhodey say.

“Violet!” Loki yelled as he passed your window. You looked through the slit of the curtains onto the street. Loki stopped and turned. As if he knew where you were. As if a rope was tied between you two and he felt it recoil, pulling him back to you.

“Loki Laufeyson. You are hereby under arrest for unlawful trespassing, violation of your parole in New York, and disobeying orders from your superiors.”

“I am a prince of Asgard and the rightful king of Jotunheim. I AM THE SUPERIOR!” Loki growled. You heard shouting and a scuffle ensue. If they weren’t careful, they could all get hurt. You know how strong a rampage Loki could get in if he wasn’t careful. All these people would be injured if you didn’t do anything soon.

“STOP!” you cried out banging the door open. “Stop! Please.” You saw a whole crowd of soldiers gathered around Loki, standing in the center. Their guns pointed in his direction. Loki’s outstretched arms ready for battle as his seidr smoked out of his hands.

“Violet…” he whispered. His eyes were tired and sunken. His cheeks had gotten sharper and more defined. He hadn’t been taking good care of himself and it showed. But even with all the grief and agony written on his face, he was still the most beautiful thing you had ever seen.

His eyes held onto yours as he watched you make your way through the crowd. A huff of relief escaped him, and he almost cried with joy at having seen your face again.

He noted how you had looked more radiant. More voluptuous as you made your way past the guards. There was a brightness in your eyes and a glow on your skin that he craved to touch.

Two things happened simultaneously. The first was your brother, Callum, holding his arm out to stop you from getting closer. As you reached the front, Loki took in your whole figure. Including the prominent bump that was now exposed for him to see.

The second was Colonel Rhodes using Loki’s momentary distraction to place magic-dampening cuffs on his wrist.

“Vi…Violet?” You could see Loki’s eyes, cold and confused. Thoughts flickered past his mind as he tried to assess what was happening. You were still pregnant?! But how?! “How?” His eyes squinted and his breath lashed as he watched you hold on to the precious life that was growing in your belly.

“Loki, you know the rules. You can’t just march in here like you own the place.” You could barely hear Rhodey and the monologue he was saying. He was reiterating what would happen if Loki were to ever step out of line.

You kept your eyes on Loki as his eyes darted up and down your body. “I’m sorry,” you mouthed to him as you started crying. You didn’t want him to find out like this. “I’m so sorry.”

The last thing that happened that night was something Loki didn’t anticipate happening so soon. He thought that he would at least have a day with you to reconcile. But The Fates work in more mysterious ways than he can foresee because the last thing Loki saw was you screaming for them to let him go.

“No! You can’t do that!” you screamed as your brother held on to you. “Let him go, please!” You began to sob.

More tears. More heartache. Loki had had enough. He didn’t want to see you like that again. He wanted to run to you. Comfort you. Tell you that everything was going to be ok.

But instead, a spectral light shone down on him, keeping him in place. Loki looked up confused. Everything was happening so much more quickly than he wanted.

Looking back down, he spotted you again in the crowd, “Wait for me. I’ll come back for you.”

“No, Loki. Please, stay. I’m sorry,” you cried. “This is all my fault. My fault,” you held on to Callum, trying to convince Colonel Rhodes. “Please don’t do this. Don’t let them take him.” Your breath hitched and hiccupped. The pain in your chest was all-encompassing and tearing at your heart.

“I love you,” Loki mimed before he was taken by the Bifrost, back to Asgard.

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