#ic; records of the soul {ic post}

[kintsugiscars]

"Happy Father's Day to Baderon, Cid, and Lord Fortemps only."

His biological father gets nothing today.

@hallowdawn

[finalfronticr]

TAG DUMP !

[23victoria]

snowboarding

ꨄ༊*·˚ pairings: f1 drivers x reader

₊✩°｡⋆ authors note: i think this is considered gender neutral but idk it’s a draft and it’s a drabble but lmk if i’m wrong! i hope you guys enjoy!!

ꨄ༊*·˚ synopsis: snowboarding with the f1 drivers and you have a little accident

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ꨄ༊*·˚ F1 MASTERLIST

Lewis Hamilton

Lewis glides effortlessly down the slope while you, in contrast, move like a malfunctioning robot.

“Just relax,” he calls back. “You’re doing great!”

He shouldn’t have said that— because seconds later, you hit an uneven patch and face-plant.

Lewis stops so fast he sprays snow everywhere. “Babe? Babe?! Oh no— are you hurt?”

You roll onto your back, snow-covered but grinning. “I have become one with the mountain.”

Lewis lets out a relieved chuckle, covering his face. “Don’t do that to me, Y/N!” He flops into the snow next to you, laughing. “You’re lucky you’re cute.”

“I know.”

He shakes his head with a grin. “Next time, let’s stick to sledding.”

Charles Leclerc

Charles is all confidence as he helps you strap in. “Just follow my lead, bebé. Nice and easy.”

Nice and easy, my ass.

The moment you push off, you gain too much speed and, before you can stop, go flying straight into a snowbank.

Charles nearly trips over himself rushing to you. “Babe! Are you hurt? Talk to me!”

But instead of replying, you burst into laughter, struggling to pull yourself out of the snow.

Charles blinks. “You— you’re laughing?”

You nod, still giggling uncontrollably. He sighs, relief washing over his face before he starts laughing too, shaking his head. “You scared me, you idiot.”

“But did I look cool before I crashed?” you ask.

He snorts. “No. You looked like Bambi on ice.”

Carlos Sainz

Carlos is patient, guiding you through the basics. “It’s all about balance, cariño.”

Balance, you repeat in your head. Balance.

Then the snowboard betrays you. One sharp turn and suddenly you’re tumbling, rolling down the slope like a snow-covered burrito.

Carlos skids to a stop beside you, wide-eyed. “Y/N?! Are you okay? Speak to me!”

You peek up at him, grinning through your snow-covered face. “I think I invented a new trick.”

Carlos sighs in relief, then throws his head back laughing. “Dios mío, you nearly gave me a heart attack!” He shakes his head. “But I will admit— that was quite a spectacular crash.”

“Thank you, I do my own stunts.”

Lando Norris

Lando is already filming, grinning. “Alright, first time on a snowboard. What could go wrong?”

Everything. Everything could go wrong.

You barely make it five feet before catching an edge and wiping out spectacularly, your legs flinging over your head before you land in a heap.

Lando stops recording. “Oh my god.” He rushes over, panic setting in. “Y/N? Are you alive?”

Your laughter bubbles up from the snow, and Lando groans in relief. “You scared the crap out of me!”

You wiggle your arms dramatically. “Still alive, unfortunately.”

Lando bursts into laughter, dropping beside you. “That was the funniest fall I’ve ever seen.”

“Did you get it on camera?”

“Of course.”

“Good. Post it.”

Oscar Piastri

Oscar stands at the top, eyeing you cautiously. “Are you sure about this?”

“Yes! I’m a natural athlete.”

You immediately fall.

Oscar’s soul leaves his body as he rushes to you, sliding to a stop. “Y/N? Please tell me you’re okay.”

You open your eyes and just start laughing.

Oscar blinks. “You’re— you’re laughing?”

You nod, wiping snow from your face. “That was fun.”

He sighs, shaking his head before chuckling. “I thought you died for a second.”

“Not yet, but the day is young.”

Oscar groans, but he’s still smiling. “You’re unbelievable.”

Max Verstappen

Max watches you from the top of the slope, arms crossed, smirking. “You sure you don’t want a few practice runs first?” he asks.

You roll your eyes. “How hard can it be?”

Famous last words.

One second, you’re upright; the next, you’re airborne, limbs flailing like a ragdoll before face-planting into the snow.

Max sprints down, panic in his eyes. “Y/N?! Are you okay?” He drops to his knees beside you, but instead of groaning in pain, you’re wheezing with laughter, unable to breathe.

Max stares for a moment before shaking his head, chuckling. “You absolute idiot,” he mutters, flopping onto the snow next to you, laughing. “You looked like a falling pancake.”

“A pancake?” you gasp between laughs.

“Yeah, a very uncoordinated one.”

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[c-monthecob]

Mikey Heacanons pt. 2!

🌿 Constantly in the background of Senju and Sanzu's videos, waving at the camera.

🌿He thinks his disguises are top-notch. He swears nobody recognizes him when he's wearing one. (There's an entire subreddit dedicated to how stupid his disguises are.)

🌿He'll go months without being home. Not because of traveling for work, he's just at everybody elses house.

🌿He can drive motorcycles but not cars. He says they're too confusing.

🌿He always sticks his head out the window during car rides. He hates riding with Draken because he makes him sit in the back and puts on the child lock.

🌿He killed several of Izana's fish by overfeeding them. (He wasn't even allowed to feed them in the first place.)

🌿During the pandemic, he could NOT follow the six-foot rule. He loves everyone's personal space too much.

🌿He actually gave Takemichi, Draken, Emma, and Shinichro covid because of it.

🌿Recorded Draken proposing to Emma, but he was jumping with excitement, so the entire video is a complete blur.

🌿Tries to have conversations with Draken during pit stops, which is how he ends up losing some of his races.

🌿Just as bad with women as Shinichro, but the difference is that they come up to him and he drives them away.

🌿Avoids Takeomi at parties because he'll spend hours trying to convince him to hire him as his manager.

🌿 Peeks into Emma and Shinichro's room at night to see if they're actually there and if the final timeline is real.

🌿He's on everyone's streaming services. Emma and Draken's Netflix, Takemichi and Hina's Disney+, Mitsuya's Hulu, and Baji's HBO Max. And he doesn't pay for a single bill.

🌿He will try any challenge a restaurant has. It doesn't matter how big the portions are. He WILL get his hands on it.

🌿 When Emma's baby bump was growing more noticeably, he said, "Wow, you're getting fat."

🌿For their gender reveal, he shoved Izana, Shinichiro, Draken, and Takemichi to the ground to hug Emma. (Takemichi wasn't even in the way)

🌿Tells the twins to put his order on his tab. (They don't take tabs, and if they did, he isn't planning on paying it anytime soon.)

🌿Every time he posts something about his bike or races, his comments are filled with booktok girlies. (His account is private now)

🌿Set the speed on a treadmill to the max and tried to get on while it was moving. He ended up busting his ass and went flying into the set behind him. (Wakasa and Benkei have to monitor him now.)

🌿Fights with Emma and Draken's kid about sitting in the car-themed shopping carts. He only gets to ride in one because Draken gets a second cart.

🌿Takemichi got carrot cake for his birthday party, and Mikey was genuinely offended at that.

🌿Shinichiro got him a bubble machine for his 20th birthday, and it was his favorite gift ever.

🌿Draken had to get him a friendship ring because he wouldn't stop pouting after he bought their engagement rings.

🌿He's not allowed in bounce houses after putting a hole in one with him and multiple children inside.

🌿At every wedding, he walks away with the serving platters and plates. (Serving spoons included.)

🌿Banned from several all-you-can-eat buffets for testing their limits.

🌿Emma forced him to diet with her and convinced Draken to do it with them.

🌿For two weeks straight, they monitored everything he ate. No sugar, no fatty foods, and no starch. He acted like they stole a part of his soul, so they decided to give up and take him out for ice cream.

🌿When he won his first fight, his mom made him his favorite food for dinner.

[onlyangel4]

must be love. mv1. smau.

max verstappen x singer!reader

request: hey, since your requests are open: maybe max + "must be love" by laufey? have a good dayyy

max and reader are both experiencing their one great love together.

faceclaim: laufey

y/ninsta posted a story

written: on today's episode of trying to make friends while solo travelling looking for music inspiration. i'm in monaco and i just brought an ice cream when it started tipping it down and some guy ran up to me to give me his umbrella. maybe i will be making friends this trip.

y/ninsta posted a story

written: the fit for meeting umbrella guy's friends

alexandrasaintmleux posted a story posting y/ninsta

written: guys i think i found my soul sister

maxverstappen posted a story

danielricciardo replied to your story: you have known her for ten days and you are already soft launching

maxverstappen: they say when you know you know. and i know.

y/ninsta posted a story

written: monaco delivered! i'm back in the recording studio

maxverstappen posted a story

written: first song written about me, pending...

y/ninsta posted a story

written: umbrella boy is now umbrella boyfriend

y/ninsta

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y/ninsta: as most of you know about three months ago, i decided to go around europe to see if i could find some much need inspiration for music. six weeks ago on my second day in monaco i found that inspiration max. i have never been one to fall in love fast but with max it was so fast, i felt like i had met my soulmate from the moment i laid on eyes with him. and that feeling inspired this new song. must be love is out at midnight. i love you umbrella boy!

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maxverstappen: does this mean you are going to stop calling me umbrella boy now

y/ninsta: keep dreaming umbrella boy

alexandrasaintmleux: i'm so grateful he met you because that meant i got to meet you

y/insta: stop alex. i'll cry.

user1: mother said she had met a man. i had no fucking clue it would be the max verstappen

maxverstappen

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tagged y/ninsta

maxverstappen: a month with you and i'm already planning a lifetime

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y/ninsta: glad you are already aware that you are stuck with me forever

maxverstappen: there is no one i would rather be stuck with

charlesleclerc: i am so glad that you two are dating. for a while i was worried alex would leave me for her.

y/insta: me and alex are in love you are both just our side hoes

[ashthesalamipiece]

i hope you’re taking requests right now!! but i have an idea for maybe hawks or bakugo where they took a picture of something intimate and instead of just saving it or sending it to someone they put it on their story or something by accident. i feel like that would be so funny how panicked they would be 😭

Feathers and Fiascos

It all started with a harmless selfie.

Well, harmless in theory.

In reality, it was a photo of Hawks—real name Keigo Takami—flat on his back, absolutely wrecked, with your legs draped over his shoulders, his hair tousled, and a look on his face like he’d just seen God.

And you?

You were in the frame, too. Sort of. More like, your hand holding the phone was, and one of your thighs. That was about all Instagram got before the blurry, NSFW chaos of post-coital bliss kicked in. His tongue was out. There was a feather stuck to your chest.

He took the picture with a smug grin, murmuring, “For posterity,” before collapsing back onto your body with a satisfied sigh.

“Don’t send that to anyone,” you warned, already half-asleep.

“Babe, I’m a Pro Hero. I’m discreet.”

Ten minutes later, the scream from the other room nearly gave you a heart attack.

“OH NO NO NO—”

You bolted upright, dragging the sheet with you. “What? What happened?!”

Hawks looked like he’d seen a ghost. Or worse—Endeavor.

“I—I posted it. To my story.”

“You what?!”

“I thought I was saving it to my camera roll and—WHY IS THERE NO UNDO BUTTON FOR LIFE?!”

Cue the descent into chaos.

---

1 Hour Earlier...

The pro hero agency group chat was alive with the usual banter.

Endeavor: “Team meeting tomorrow. Be on time.”

Mirko: “Not if I break my ankle fighting this villain. Again.”

Edgeshot: “Remember to submit your patrol reports.”

Mt. Lady: “Omg who’s watching Hero Housewives tonight??”

Then, suddenly, a ping. A new story.

@hawks_official has posted a story.

The thumbnail?

Blurry skin tones. A shock of blond hair. A bare foot. A very unfortunate angle.

Mirko clicked it.

Immediately spat out her protein shake.

“YO WHAT THE HELL—”

She screen-recorded it before it could vanish.

Mt. Lady opened it while waiting for her iced latte. She screamed so loudly, a barista dropped a blender.

Endeavor opened it.

Dead silence.

Then:

Endeavor: “Takami.”

Hawks: “I CAN EXPLAIN—”

Mirko: “Bro that was your entire soul leaving your body.”

Mt. Lady: “Is that a feather stuck to her—OH MY GOD I NEED TO WASH MY EYES.”

Edgeshot: “...That was the most flexible leg positioning I’ve ever seen. Impressive.”

---

Meanwhile, you were trying to fix the damage while Hawks hyperventilated into a pillow.

“Keigo, calm down. It was only up for a few minutes—”

“Long enough for Mirko to save it. She’s going to meme me into oblivion.”

Your phone buzzed.

Mirko: “Tell Birdbrain I want royalties if I use this as my new reaction image.”

Another buzz.

Mt. Lady: “Girl... y’all good? Because from that angle he looked like he saw heaven and got dragged back.”

You buried your face in your hands. “I’m going to have to wear a disguise next time I go to the grocery store.”

Hawks groaned. “They’re never gonna let me live this down. This is gonna be a panel at the next Hero Con.”

You tried not to laugh, but failed miserably. “At least they know you’re flexible.”

“Flexible?! Babe, I was folded like laundry. Laundry. And I moaned!”

You wiped a tear from your eye, cackling. “Oh my god, you did moan.”

Hawks flopped down dramatically. “I’m retiring. Effective immediately.”

You kissed his forehead. “You’ll live. Eventually.”

Another buzz.

Dabi: “LMAOOOOO.”

Hawks stared at it. “I don’t even KNOW how he saw it. He’s BLOCKED.”

“Not from chaos, apparently.”

---

The next day.

The pro meeting room was dead silent when Hawks walked in.

All eyes on him.

He sat down.

Someone snorted.

Edgeshot handed him a small trophy that said “Most Enthusiastic Hero 2025”.

Mirko winked and whispered, “Nice arch, Romeo.”

You owed her a drink for that one.

Endeavor stood at the head of the table, glaring.

"...Next time, Takami, check your privacy settings."

[themindofachronicdaydreamer]

busy woman!

introduction

sociopaths anonymous

♡ satoru gojo

Coming from a family of actors, it isn’t surprising Satoru ended up in the same career path. Call him a Nepo baby if you want, but Satoru is doing more than just using his family name; he’s forging the legacy with his effortless charisma and perfect smile. He’s bending Hollywood to his will, turning his acting career into something bigger than just a show of privilege. And sure, the media loves to debate whether he’d be here without the Gojo name, but Satoru never engages. He just keeps winning roles, keeps stealing scenes, keeps proving that he was always going to be a star, no matter what name was attached to him.

♡ suguru geto

Growing up best friends with the Satoru Gojo was not for the weak-hearted, but with a lot of patience, Suguru did it. After posting a cover of Cigarette Daydreams, Suguru’s life changed quickly. The one viral moment turned into a record deal, which turned into an album, which turned into sold-out shows and millions of fans who saw themselves in his lyrics. But fame wasn’t what Suguru was after. He just wanted to make music that meant something. He’s honest in his art, open about his struggles with depression, and fiercely dedicated to using his platform to advocate for mental health. And through it all, Satoru’s been there. Hyping him up, dragging him to events he doesn’t want to go to, being the loudest person in the crowd at every show. The industry knows Suguru as the soulful, introspective artist with lyrics that cut deep. But to Satoru? He’s just the same kid who once dared him to eat an entire spoonful of wasabi in middle school.

♡ shoko iieri

After years of grueling over biology labs, memorizing textbooks, and suffering through far too many all-nighters, she finally did it. Dr. Ieiri. Fully certified, highly skilled, and absolutely over it. Burnt out and questioning every life choice that led her to a career drowning in paperwork and Petri dishes, she figured why not take a break? Utahime, her childhood friend and the reigning It Girl, had an idea. One meeting with a modeling scout turned into a test shoot, and the next thing Shoko knew, she was booking campaigns left and right, strutting down runways like she’d been born to do it. And, well, she’s good at it. Effortlessly cool, strikingly beautiful, and with an air of mystery that makes every photo of her feel like it belongs in an art exhibit. The fashion world loves her. She loves that it pays better than medicine with way less stress. Through the industry, she’s made several friends, like Satoru Gojo. They first met at a luxury brand campaign shoot, where Satoru was brought in as the male lead for the ad. He showed up late, sunglasses on, sipping an iced coffee like he had all the time in the world. The fact that she was so unfazed by him told him they’d make amazing friends - and they do. 

♡ choso kamo

Choso was very sheltered as a child, but his naivety is what the media loves the most about him. In a world full of hatred, Choso is the light at the end of the tunnel. He’s an actor, but he’s not polished or overly trained - he’s real; genuine. He still gets flustered when co-stars flirt with him on red carpets, still reacts to fan edits of himself with wide-eyed shock, like he can’t quite believe people actually like him that much. Yeah, he’s a shy guy, but that’s what makes him so charming.  And when Satoru Gojo took him under his wing after Choso’s first red carpet experience ended with him photobombing half of Satoru’s pictures on accident, the world fell even more in love with him.

BONUS

♡ tokyo noir {top fashion and lifestyle magazine of Japan!}

♡ gojo fan account!

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[kintsugiscars]

Lex initially tried to wave off Alphinaud, but the sincerity in his voice stopped him. There was only a small scrape from his tumble - one he could heal himself. Still. If he tried to hide it, Alphinaud would probably get even more worried.

He held up his arm with a smile. "Here you go. I'm in your hands, Doc."

open : alphinaud

" are you -- alright ? let me check if you're injured. "

[whatudowhennooneseesyou]

𝐋𝐞𝐞 𝐊𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝟏𝟖+ 𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐀𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐬 (𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 & 𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐅𝐨𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝)

ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 1K

ᴅɪꜱᴄʟᴀɪᴍᴇʀ: Think about it. Write about it. Have hard thoughts. Do not take it seriously. None of this information is confirmed and all theoretical. If you want to read more, I have further analysis in my 'Lee Know As Your Late Bloomer Bf' post.

ᴍᴇᴛʜᴏᴅᴏʟᴏɢʏ: Traditional Astrology & Whole Sign

ᴏᴠᴇʀᴠɪᴇᴡ:

Rising is in Gemini (Suspected)

Scorpio Sun (6th House)

Sagittarius Moon (7th House)

Scorpio Mercury (6th House)

Scorpio Venus (6th House)

Virgo Mars (4th House)

ꜰᴜᴄᴋʙᴏɪ ʀᴀᴛɪɴɢ:

3/10

Lee Know's fuckboi radar is a strong medium energy because his Sagittarius Moon makes him naturally impulsive and prone to boredom but his Scorpio stellium indicates he values a deep soul to soul connection.

So while he can detach sex and feelings, casual/one night stands wouldn't satisfy him and he's more likely to enter into FWB/situationships.

He also forms attachment easily, although you wouldn't know it because he can mask very...VERY well.

His Virgo Mars in 4th House also makes him pedantic with hygiene, he COULD...could view anonymous/casual encounters as 'dirty' or 'unclean' and have concern about infection and/or disease.

(No..I'm not personally judging hook-up culture but I included this because Virgo/6th House rules over health and wellness so they prioritise sexual hygiene more so than other Mars Signs.)

And there's loads of evidence with the SKZ episodes of Lee Know valuing cleanliness and tidiness so I'm certain that would transfer to sex and foreplay.

ʀᴇᴅ & ɢʀᴇᴇɴ ꜰʟᴀɢꜱ:

Red:

His Scorpio Mercury gives him a wicked tongue and his Sagittarius Moon means he has no impulse control which =

PETTINESS!!!

His Mercury rulership indicates he's thoroughly observant, analytical and has a great memory, the type to remember little details about something that happened 11 months ago.

He's learnt your sore spots, your insecurities and your anxieties and he might just use them against you in moments of conflict.

Inherently stubborn so wouldn't be the type to apologise after an argument but would make you a meal, buy you something, run you a bath as a way of calling truce.

He probably has an avoidant-attachment style and is the type to 'freeze' or ice you out if he's annoyed or irritated...could even go as far as giving the 'silent treatment' as a way of asserting control.

When Lee Know has been recorded feeling hurt, upset or frustrated he becomes really quiet and his posture shifts into a more defensive stance...this is really evident in the infamous SKZ Room episode where Chris says 'you don't care about me' and you can literally SEE his entire body change at that remark.

Green:

Honesty is a strong value and trait of Lee Know so outside of conflict...you would never feel like he's hiding something from you or second-guessing his actions...what you see is what you get with Lee Know- even to a fault.

A good example of this was Lee Know's ending-ment and he says 'I have been having a lot of thoughts and I'm organising my feelings' (which is so Mercury coded to rationalise your feelings by 'organising' them).

Routine, stability and consistency are HUGE traits and values that Lee Know will contribute to the relationship and this is reaffirmed countless of times with his Bubble messages.

He always sends you a 'morning' message and asks if you've eaten lunch or dinner every day, he's consistent at going live on YouTube every Saturday and he's endlessly sending through photos of food and his cats on Bubble which means Lee Know is not a man prone to 'flakiness'- it's all or nothing for Lee Know and he will stick with you through to the end.

And this is not even natal chart based, this is just my opinion- there is something about Lee Know's personality that is incredibly wholesome for a man his age...in his spare time he likes night-time walks and plays with his cats which to me is someone who enjoys the little things in life and a lavish and excessive lifestyle is not a priority for him.

He's not shallow and therefore he's not going to give you a shallow relationship.

ɪᴅᴇᴀʟ ᴛʏᴘᴇ…ɪꜰ ʜᴇ'ꜱ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴡᴏᴍᴇɴ

Lee Know's sexual orientation is unknown so I don't know if he's into women but if he is...these are the physical and personality traits he would find attractive.

Physical Traits

(Focus on his Libra 5th House, Scorpio Venus and Virgo Mars)

Has to smell nice because Virgo & Scorpio are sensory motivated and would SIMP over a person with a signature scent...probably would like a floral and clean, fresh smell.

Scorpio's go for other Scorpio's so his ideal type probably would have Scorpio placements (Sun,Rising or Venus) and have a dark feminine aesthetic but still kinda coquetteish with the Libra influence.

Someone who has the duality of looking sexy in a black, skimpy dress with stiletto heels but also looks cute wearing an oversized t-shirt with no make-up and a messy bun.

Definitely a waist,arse and thighs kind of man is totally the type to get hot and heavy if you wear a sundress.

Personality Traits

A tsundere to the absolute max, you cannot get more tsundere than Lee Know so his partner has to be okay with his 'quiet love' style of showing affection and care.

Intelligence is a strong turn-on for Lee Know so his partner has to be smart and worldly, would be attracted to someone who has a degree or a type of tertiary education.

Lee Know was accepted into university for computer programming prior to graduating high school so he could find people with careers in STEM, engineering, environment, sociology etc quite alluring and attractive.

Preferable love languages to be acts of service, gifts and quality time...words of affirmation and physical touch are not a strong suit of his.

ᴅᴏᴍ, ꜱᴜʙ ᴏʀ ꜱᴡɪᴛᴄʜ?

Lee Know is a switch with a heavy dominant preference and would prefer to be dominant 80% of the time.

I think even if he was in a more submissive mood...it would be more 'I'm yours and you can do whatever you want' energy rather than a complete release of control.

6th House Stellium= service/pleasure dom preference

Lee Know in-person has a very gentle and stoic presence (I've seen him live) and that would transfer to the bedroom so a SOFT DOM and much more soft and tender than the aggressively harsh sadistic dom persona Stays give him.

Whilst Lee Know can and likes being 'rough' in the bedroom, there is a difference in being rough and painful versus rough passionate.

Lee Know wouldn't be into the rough and painful 'you're just a hole for me to fuck' degrading type of sex.

Lee Know would be into the rough and passionate 'how many times can we go before we fall unconscious' type of sex.

There's a difference.

ᴋ!ɴᴋꜱ...ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴀ ꜰᴇᴡ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇᴍ

Olfactophilia

The scent kink is WILDIN with this man and would be addicted by your natural scent and smell. Scorpio placements are primal in general and is the type to lick the sweat when making love and for his cock to ache as he inhales the sweet scent of your panties.

I can't get enough of your sweet pussy kitten, could bury my face here all day.

Would smell your shirt after wearing it at the gym as he doing laundry because you're his favourite fragrance.

If Lee Know didn't see you for a few days, he would spray your perfume on his clothes and wear your scented body lotion because the smell carries the very essence of who you are, who he loves, who he yearns for.

Clothed Sex

Buttons ripped, stockings torn, skirt tattered at the seam, smeared lipstick, heels on, the desperation and the need to fuck you so badly that he doesn't have the patience to take your clothes off.

That would drive Lee Know insane with desire.

Bend over kitten...fuck your legs look so good in these heels...I can't wait, need to feel how tight you are now.

Bonus points if you allow him to take photos of your ruined state afterwards.

Also...

You being naked whilst Lee Know is entirely clothed and the power imbalance and the DOMINANCE he would feel in that moment of you just being so submissive and vulnerable and trusting under his hands and body...

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[kintsugiscars]

g'raha gives his husband a new stack of books hand-picked by him for their library... as well as a soft little kiss on the cheek.

[ give my muse an object! ]

Lex's ears flick with glee, and he drags G'raha into a proper kiss. "Thank you," he says as he pecks G'raha's forehead for good measure. Gentle affection was the best gift of all. They spent too long apart for him to care about simple physical objects. All he wanted was to spend as long as possible in G'raha's arms.

[xo-adeline]

hello pookie i’m the anon who got injured while playing football during PE!! (update on the injury: it doenst hurt as much anymore, but it’s fucking black?? around the corners?? AM I DYING 💀)

ok but anygays i saw someone else comment on the post who also wanted another part so i can now overcome the guilt of potentially asking for too much and ask for that infirmary part 2 anyways 😍😍 (nvm it’s not working. i still feel bad.)

and ofc i was thinking of the bllk boys during PE we were literally playing football and i was thinking about how funny it would be if i pulled a chigiri and broke my leg right then and there because of how bad i was at it (i’m so sorry.)

fr tho i cannot play for shit 😭 these mfs make it look so damn easy but football is too damn difficult 💀(i don’t exercise. if i have the option to stay at home every day of my life with everything in it and unlimited supply of food and other essentials, i would. i also failed my school’s fitness test and struggle to open bottle caps sometimes.) i’m just a girl 🎀

i don’t mean to be greedy or demanding but an infirmary scene would really heal my soul (and hopefully my nose. i still dk why it’s turning a bit black. 💀 maybe it’s bruising idk 💀)

p.s. i think my nose is fine but idk. it doesn’t feel pain or anything, and the wound is quite inconspicuous. like i have to squint to see it and the weird black parts (haha 400 eye degree 😍)

You never have to feel bad about asking for anything from me, I'm happy to really do whatever lol! I'm actually so excited to write this, I mean it's such a cute idea!!

Chigiri Hyoma

-> Bro fought with the nurses to stay with you, so that man is not leaving your side the whole time you are there. I mean he's sitting next to your bed, or next to you if you're in a chair, and not leaving for anything.. well unless you asked for something, but that's not the point here

✮ - He sighed and watched as they started to take some tissues making sure that the bleeding was stopping, and applying an ice pack on your nose. He laughed slightly when he saw you flinch due to the cold, but made sure to squeeze your hand slightly to show that it would be fine. Once the ice was applied they made you sit and wait for a little, just to help with the healing, and came by every couple minutes at first to make sure that everything was okay and that you weren't getting freezer burn by any chance. The nurses were all really sweet, and Chigiri was making sure you were following what they said, no matter how cold that ice pack was, your ass, was not taking it off around him. Man already has a good track record of listening to what the doctors say, he trusts them, so in due turn you're following everything that they say as well. He sighs when you finally can take off the ice pack and he can already see the bruise forming under the red from the cold.

"Next time make sure you're not in dream land, because I'm gonna be way worse then these people when taking care of your stupid ass."

Rin Itoshi -> He might have left because the nurses told him to go back, but he also might have accidently put somebody else in the infirmary because he wasn't paying attention and went a little too hard on one of the newbies, so he ended up being back after only a couple minutes. Though the second he got back he was sitting next to you and making sure that you were okay, more with his actions then his words

✮ - This man hurried back over to the infirmary, he was almost asked by a couple teachers to slow down on the way there but when they saw he also looked pissed off (It's really just his rbf) they decided to just leave him alone. Assumed he was gonna like murder then if they had said something. The second he got back he rushed over to where you were, immediately asking if you were okay. Though it might not have sounded like he cared, the way that he almost plowed through like 3 teachers on the way here made up for it. The nurses were hella confused but once they saw him sitting right next to you and slightly holding onto your hand making sure they you didn't remove the ice pack, no matter how cold it was, they kinda just aww-ed and continued their work, checking up on you making sure that you didn't accidently get freezer burn and checking for bruising and things like that. He stayed holding your hand the whole time, letting you squeeze his hand whenever they tried to mess with your nose, pushing it around. He sighed when they finally walked away, looking up at you.

"I hope you know that I almost sent another lukewarm player from your team to the infirmary.. never do that shit again."

Nagi Seishiro

-> He will stay with you the whole time, mostly because he was too lazy to go back to class, and the fact that he was really only trying to impress you and since you're not there anymore it didn't matter to him. Though he will make sure to ask every couple minutes if you're okay, even if he looks like he's falling asleep against your shoulder

✮ - Was actually half falling asleep against your shoulder before you had to move him slightly when the nurse gave you an ice pack, which woke him up and that’s when he realized what was actually happening, to which he did end up staying awake to make sure that you were okay. Checking on you every couple minutes with a quick “You good?” or “You’re not dying. Right?”. He’s trying his best, but normally Reo takes care of him, he’s never been on the other side of this. The nurses will always slightly laugh at him, because he looks kinda worried but actually has no idea on what to do to help you. Is the only one who will actually take the ice pack off of you, not because he was trying to prevent healing, but you said your nose was cold and bro just fixed the problem, well that was until you laughed at him and he was hella confused. (please explain to this man about the great thing to athletes and injuries that is an Ice pack). Though he was super sweet other than that and did try to learn a bit and pay attention when the nurse finally let you leave with just some instructions on how to take care of it.

“Next time, just pay attention.. So we don’t have to go through all of this again. How I wished first aid kids that just auto healed worked in real life..”

Bachira Meguru

-> Stayed with you, but he laughed. The whole time. Man has almost been in tears twice sitting next to you, thinking about the way the ball came right in the center of your face and now it's all bruised. The nurses at this point also wanna give him a bruised nose so he can finally shut up

✮ - He was trying to contain his laugh the whole time he walked you there, plus in the office when the nurses were trying to help you, by getting tissues, an ice pack, and possibly some sort of pain medication. You probably have already given this man so many dirty looks and glares, but he just doesn’t seem to care whatsoever. Now, not to get this confused. He is concerned for your safety, but the fact that you got smack dabbed hit in the center of your face with a football is just so freaking funny to him and he’s just watching it over and over in his head. Had it been a whole different injury, one that didn’t look so funny, he would probably be more serious about it, but come on, it was pretty funny. Though, he’s probably also gotten hit a couple times with a ball so he does at least know the basics of making sure that you’re okay. So another one that makes sure that you keep that ice pack on the whole goddamn time, unless obviously, freezer burn. (I’ve had it, it sucks.) Though again, everytime he sees your nose, all red and starting to get bruised he will indeed laugh. But at the end of the day he’ll also be pretty helpful in making sure that it gets better, since his past experiences, if you can deal with the constant teasing.

“Oh come onnnn, It’s pretty funny! I mean how far out were you to get hit in the middle of the god damn face- Oh wait, here I have some bandaids so you can compress it”

Isagi Yoichi

-> Always making sure that you're okay. You move? He's asking. You made a funny face of pain? He's asking. You even looked at him? he's asking. He's really just worried and wants to make sure that you're okay and that it won't be all that bad or anything

✮ - This man has not left your side the whole time you’ve been sitting there. He’s constantly asking and making sure you’re okay and don’t need anything. Not to mention, he’s also been holding your hand the whole time, just in case. The only time he ever lets go is when the nurses come to make sure you’re okay. He’s just being cautious, hey, maybe you’ll need two hands to hold something or whatever. The only time he will keep his hold on you is when they come to move it around to make sure it’s not like broken or anything, then he’ll keep it there so you can squeeze it to deal with the pain, hey, hurt noses are nothing to sneeze at (please somebody laugh at that). Whenever your hand gets tired (or just cold) of holding your ice pack, he’ll take over. He’s just so freaking helpful and all the nurses love him for that. Though being an athlete himself does help a lot, he’s pretty good at knowing how all this stuff works. Checking to make sure that you’re following what the nurses said and making sure that it’s not getting too bad. Though once he sees that it’s all red and stuff he will chuckle a little, as worried as he is.

“Maybe next time you keep your attention on the field and not in whatever world you were in, okay?”

Reo Mikage

-> He was still laughing a little bit, and chuckled when he was reminded of the event, but for the most part was pretty worried about you and made sure that you didn't touch it too much so you didn't accidently hurt it anymore. Like Isagi, he also made sure to ask if you were okay every couple minutes, he just really wants to make sure that it won't cause anything long term.

✮ - He was sitting in the nurse's office with you, making sure that you were okay, asking if you needed anything. Water? To take off the ice pack for a second? Another tissue? He’s got it all covered. I mean he’s been taking care of Nagi for how long, this isn’t all that different. Well besides the fact he also gets a laugh or two out of it. (he won’t actually let out a laugh until you’re leaving the nurse’s office, and when he’s sure that it’s starting to get better). He just thinks it’s a little funny, watching the scene replay in his head of you getting hit in the face with the football. He knows that he shouldn’t laugh at your demise, but you can’t blame him. Though he’ll make sure that you always have everything you need for the next couple weeks, or at least until it’s healed. After the initial injury he might be a little more easy to make laugh, and by that I mean every time he sees your slightly bruised nose he’s letting out a chuckle. Was he worried at first? Yeah. But now he just sees it as a memory of you spacing out at the worst time.

“I know that I look good on the field, but next time pay attention to the flying ball and not at your amazing boyfriend~”

Sae Itoshi

-> Staying with you. No matter what. The nurses most likely hate him at this point, he's silent and he really isn't doing anything besides being next to you. Though, what they don't know is that fact every time he sees you twist with discomfort or make a face he's reaching over to ask if you're okay or you need anything

✮ - The nurses have come over a couple times at this point, once to give you an ice pack, once just to double check that you were okay, and once to give you some pain medication and water. Though on the right side of you, Sae has just been looking over at some of the other patients, and nurses walking around the office. After everytime one of the nurses walks up to you or does anything he will turn his attention back over to you and ask you a quick “you okay.” slightly looking at either your face or body language. If he ever can see that you’re lying to him, good luck to you. He’s an athlete, man has most likely gotten hurt in his career, and he knows lying and saying you’re fine isn’t doing anything, it’s actually most likely making it worse. So in turn he will glare at you until you finally say that you’re not okay. He just wants you to be honest, especially if it hurts and it’s something that can be fixed. Though also with his background he knows how to take care of things like that, and might possibly be the best one to have in this scenario, well if you can deal with him constantly not (facial) showing that he cares.

“You’re stupid, I hope you know that. And now you’re being even more stupid, don’t touch it.”

[kintsugiscars]

he appreciates it and cuddles close. Loud noises scary :(

@kintsugiscars replied to your post “Fireworks l o u d...”:

Very loud. :( his poor kitty ears hurt.

​Grim offers earplugs. His poor bnnuy ears.

[imthebadguyyy]

Every Thing Has Changed

pairing : carlos sainz x reader

fandom : f1

synopsis : healing from a relationship in which you never felt loved is made easier when your a certain ferrari drive feels like home and changes your perception on love.

warnings : just some making out, mentions of a past abusive relationship, crying, angst, nightmare

a/n : just a short blurb inspired by photograph by Ed Sheeran and everything has changed by Taylor Swift💕

relationships, once resembling the sweet symphony of love can turn to play a dissonant melody, much like a wilting rose, its vibrant petals fading to a melancholic shade of gray. the once-gentle winds of understanding transformed into bitter gales of miscommunication, tearing at the fragile bonds once woven. love, once a warm and comforting embrace, can feel like a jagged, icy terrain, each step a painful reminder of the shards of trust shattered.

thats what your relationship with love had been, stuck a in a relationship with a man who did not appreciate you and found himself raising his hand at you in frustration or tear into your soul with ice cold words that threatened to shatter your soul.

it had left you vulnerable and untrusting, unwilling to open up to a relationship ever again.

until a certain ferrari driver came along.

carlos sainz.

maybe it was the way he had looked at you across the ramp at the Milan fashion show ferrari had made him attend, surrounded by other celebrities he was uncomfortable around.

your label had made you attend to show your fans you were fine post the 'termination' of your old relationship.

your eyes had met his dark brown ones, a gentle sparkle in them, and he found his lingering on yours, taking in the sight of you in all your gorgeousness across the room.

he had come up to you after, shook your hand and introduced himself.

the thick accent had you blushing, and the sight of this greek god like man dressed in a black tuxedo with the most perfectly mussed up hair had your heart doing a little tango in your chest.

he was charming and sweet, offering you champagne at the after party and telling you about his career and passion for formula 1. he had also admitted to being a fan of your music, to which you had giggled, and he had smiled.

as the party wore on, you stuck to him, finding him to be the only sincere person in the ballroom full of fake smiles, the only person who brought genuine smiles and laughter to you.

within a few hours it felt like chatting to an old friend.

you ended the night with his phone number logged in your phone, and yours in his, and a mutual follow on both your ends on Instagram.

two days later, he sent you a video of himself at the track, with charles singing Adele in the background,with the caption 'wish i could have your voice serenading me before I step into the car instead of his'

you found yourself smiling, shaking your head at his antics, but also blushing at his lopsided smile.

but something in your brain made you stop, hesitate to reply.

the scars from the past were still fresh, and the memory of heartache loomed large. the prospect of opening your heart once more, or even flirting, felt like stepping onto shaky ground.

you found yourself replying with a simple smile emoji and a promise to send him whatever new song you'd be working on soon.

days sped by, with little texts shared and likes dropped on each other's posts.

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your friends asked you persistently about the nature of your relationship with the spaniard, to which you said "he's just a friend I made recently"

when you came to barcelona to record your album, you dropped him a text, to which he asked you to a simple dinner at his favourite restaurant.

even though your heart hammered against your chest and your brain screamed no, you accepted, trying to ignore the slight alarm in your body.

and the dinner was perfect.

carlos was nothing short of a gentleman, pulling your chair out for you, complimenting the way you looked, and your music and taking genuine interest in what you had to say.

carlos found himself utterly infatuated with your beauty, inside and out, and he swore every time you giggled his heart fluttered like a butterfly.

he loved the nervous way you pushed your hair back behind your ears when you got shy, or the intense concentration as you picked your pasta, which was a butternut squash ravioli, which you told him, was your favourite.

he loved how you got so intense when telling a story, and how your hands moved animatedly as you told him a funny story about your night at the Grammy's.

he couldn't help but laugh as you told your story, and he couldn't help the slight flush to his cheeks when you said, "you look handsome tonight" with a sweet smile.

"thank you bella" he said, the nickname dripping off his lips like the sweetest honey, sending a homely warmth through your body.

you'd be lying if you said you weren't arrested to the handsome spaniard in front of you.

he had worn a turquoise blue shirt, the first few buttons undone, and pristine white pants that looked absolutely phenomenal on his gorgeously tanned skin, the Spanish sun clearly doing wonders for him.

he looked like an angel descended from the heavens, his hair falling imperfectly perfectly across his forehead, and his lips looked so delectably plump and pink that you couldn't help your eyes fluttering down to them multiple times throughout dinner.

you loved the way his accent laid heavy, as he talked to you about the atmosphere at monza. you loved the passion in his eyes and his voice as he spoke about how much he adored his job, and how deeply he cared about ferrari.

you loved the way his eyes furrowed in concentration, as he listened intently to the story you were telling him, and the sincerity in his dark eyes, the rich and velvety brown eyes radiating warmth.

you couldn't help the way your heart beat quickened, when he pressed a kiss to the back of your hand, when you walked into the restaurant.

neither of you could deny the unspoken electric connection that you shared, zinging through the both of you like a bolt of lightning.

when you got out from the restaurant, he offered to drive you back to your hotel, the red ferrari purred through the streets as you both listened to the soft enrique iglesias songs playing on loop on the radio.

you continued sharing stories, as you made your way though the streets of barcelona, and by the time you reached your hotel, you found yourself unwilling to say goodbye to the handsome man beside you.

"so...this is me" you smiled, and he chuckled.

"I'm aware" he smiled back, and you giggled, leaning over to press a kiss to his cheek.

"thank you for tonight carlos. i really enjoyed myself" you told him sincerely, leaning over to squeeze his hands softly.

"you're welcome carino, I enjoyed myself too" he said, running a thumb over your knuckles.

for a moment, the urge to just grab him by his stupidly handsome face and kiss him zapped through your body, but fear stopped you.

you weren't ready for that.

you couldn't do that.

not all over again.

and yes while he had proved to be different, how could you know for sure that things wouldn't turn sour?

"i think I'll get going" you whispered, voice not strong enough to maintain its regular volume, and carlos nodded, a crease in his brow forming at the sudden tremble in your voice.

"sure, let me know if you'd like to hang out sometime later" he said, getting out to open the door for you.

you lingered in the dimly lit hallway for a second, not quite warning him to leave but not strong enough to tell him you liked him.

you fluttered between fear and intuition, before deciding on a middle ground : leaning up on tip toe to press a soft kiss to his cheek.

carlos found himself blushing, responding with yet another gentle. kiss to your hand, and then your forehead

"good night carino" he whispered.

"goodnight carlos" you smiled.

you watched him walk away, heart strumming against your chest.

oh, you were in for a hard time.

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carlos sighed as he looked at the list of media duties in front of him. he zoned out, sylvia's voice lulling him into a doze.

the soft ping of a text notification snapped him out of it, and he looked at is discreetly under the table.

y/n, carlos

you : thought of you when i saw this 🫶🏼

*one attachment*

looking at the message, carlos grinned.

carlos : haha. looks like I follow you wherever I go ;)

you : haha very funny carlos. how's imola going for you?

carlos : you've memorized my race schedule now? 😄

you : noo i just saw a post on Instagram

carlos : it's just media today which i hate so I'm just ready to go home already

you : i get that!! i don't like doing press either :(

carlos : yeah I'm in a meeting right now and I wish i was in my bed fast asleep

you : ....wait are you in a meeting RIGHT NOW?!?

carlos : yes

you : carlos 😭 why are you texting me then??

carlos : because I prefer it ;)

you : oh my gosh okay we'll talk later okay?

carlos : okay carino, have a good day

you : you too 💕

"carlos, can you please put your phone away?" sylvia's impatient voice broke the trance he was.

"yeah yeah" he mumbled a little grumpily, earning a short from charles and a nudge from his press officer.

but he didn't care. he'd prefer spending time with you over the press anyday.

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sighing, you scrolled through your camera roll, erasing any trace of your past relationship. it was gone. it wasn't a part of you anymore.

every deleted picture felt like a weight being lifted off your mind and your chest and tears filled your eyes.

the sheer relief that came with the alleviated pain had a gasp rising in your throat, coming out in a strangled choke.

before you knew it, you were sobbing, knees pulled up to your chest, tears running down your face, choked sobs leaving your throat, each one seemingly ripping your throat open.

you cried till your throat was raw and your body on the brink of exhaustion.

the sound of your phone ringing cut through, making you jump.

you watched as carlos' name flashed across the screen, and after taking a deep breath, you answered.

"hello?"

"buenos dias carino. como estas?" how are you he asked, his voice light and melodious, and you inhaled deeply, feeling the anxiety slowly leaving your body.

"I'm good carlos, what about you?" you replied, trying to keep your voice as steady as possible.

"all good carino. just missing you" he flirted, but you didn't miss the sincerity in his voice.

you felt your heartbeat increase in pace, a flush painting your cheeks.

"i miss you too.." you mumbled, embarrassment flooding you as you realized you really did miss him.

"then why don't I fly you out to Monza? its ferrari's home race and I'd love to see you in ferrari red" he said and you giggled.

"I'd love to carlos" you said, and you heard him laugh.

"okay then carino, I'll have the jet pick you up okay? does Thursday work for you? ill pick you up after media duties?" he said, and you awwed at his concern.

"i can just go to your hotel? you don't have to pick me up" you assured him, and after much convincing, he reluctantly agreed to have caco pick you up instead.

"just ask him if his name is carlos too" he had joked, smiling to himself when you let out a hearty laugh.

with promises to see each other soon, you hung up.

you took a deep breath, wiping away the salty tears, contrasting to the sweet smile on your face.

maybe, just maybe, you could watch love begin again.

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Thursday rolled around, and you flew to Monza in carlos' jet, to be received by a man with a kind face and a bouquet of flowers waiting for you.

"you must be carlos?" you asked shyly, shaking his hand.

"yes, I'm carlos' cousin, but please call me caco" he had smiled, offering to take your backpack from you.

the two of you chatted on your way to the hotel, making jokes about all the carlos' in the Sainz family.

"how do you manage to keep them all distinct?' you had asked, and he had just laughed and said, "trust me, we don't"

you found yourself enjoying the company of the older man, who was as friendly as someone could be.

as you reached the hotel, you felt nerves spring in your belly, and you bit your lip anxiously.

caco noticed, and sent you a soft smile.

"you know, carlos doesn't usually invite people over. you must be special to him if he's called you to a race" and you tried your hardest to not warm up at his words, but the bright smile on your face said it all.

"come, let me show you to your room, it's next to carlos', and then we can wait in his room for him to come back he should be here soon" caco said, doing the needful with the reception staff.

with a sigh you sunk down into the plush cushions of the sofa in carlos' room after depositing all your baggage in your own room.

you and caco continued to talk for a bit, sharing stories and laughs till the door opened, and a pair of white sneakers made their way over to you.

"hola carino" carlos' voice rang through the room, and you turned on your heel, heart fluttering in your chest as you took in the sight of him, in his red and black ferrari shirt and apparently signature white pants.

neither of you noticed caco gently slip away, not wanting to intrude in the private moment.

"hello" you smiled, waving at him nervously.

in quick strides he made his way across the room, engulfing you in a big hug.

you inhaled the musky scent he wore, reminding you of dior sauvage, and focused on the feeling of his large, coarse palms gently rubbing your back.

"i missed you, y'know?" he mumbled, drawing away and gently caressing your cheek.

"i missed you too, so much' you replied, voice barely above a whisper.

"I'm happy you're here" he murmured, gently pushing a stray strand of hair behind your ears.

"I'm happy to be here, thank you so much for having me" you smiled at him.

"anytime, corazon" heart he flirted, and you flushed again.

the two of you spent some time chatting, before jet lag overtook you, and you ended up falling asleep with your head on his shoulder.

carlos gently pulled your legs up and out a pillow under your neck to prevent you from getting a crick as he laid you on the sofa, penning a small note when he realized that he had to run to meet fans in the hotel.

with an odd feeling of sadness, he tucked you in, leaving you, to head down.

he remained a little distracted, not quite able to focus when he truly just wanted to spend time with you.

he couldn’t remember the last time he had felt so deeply infatuated with someone, the last time someone had flooded his mind 24\7

you were so utterly perfect in so many ways, sweet and kindhearted, headstrong and independent, warm and funny, friendly and open.

but still, he felt a reluctance to be vulnerable, the walls you had put up that you refused to let him penetrate. he was also aware that you even coming to had been a huge step, and he could slowly work towards findings out what exactly was upsetting you.

with new found determination, he made his way back to the room.

upstairs, you were still fast asleep, and as he walked in he noticed the agitation on your face, the beads of sweat dripping down your forehead and the whimpers leaving your lips.

he rushed over to you, fingers gently shaking your tense shoulders, heart breaking at the whimpers escaping your lips, little murmurs of “please don’t hurt me..” leaving your lips, making his heart shatter.

still in a haze, you frowned, watching as the dark shaped got closer and close to you, you tried to run, but you were frozen in place, a scream rising to your throat only to stick, mouth open without making a single sound. the dark figure got closer and closer, ominous giggles leaving their mouth as they approached you, faceless, but for an evil smirk on their lips.

the figure reached out and touched your face, cold and clammy, and you felt a chill run down your spine.

"im going to hurt you," the figure whispered. you tried to speak, but no words would come out. you were trapped, helpless.

the figure leaned in closer, and you could feel its hot breath on your neck. It reached out and touched your throat.

you closed your eyes and waiting for the impact.

but then, you heard a familiar voice, sounding almost dreamlike and distant, like a guardian angel descending from the heavens to refuse you.

"wake up, carino! it’s just a dream. I’m here, estas a salvo” you're safe Carlos’ voice broke through and you awoke with a gasp.

carlos took in the sight of the tears dripping down your cheek, and the pants leaving your mouth, and he swore he felt his heart shatter.

"stay away" you whispered, bringing your knees to your chest to shield yourself.

"wh-what?" he mumbled, surprised.

"i said stay away!! don't touch me" you shouted, voice quivering with fear.

the storm of emotion in carlos' eyes sent self pity surging through your heart.

"oh, cariño mío, nunca, nunca, nunca te haría daño, te lo prometo." oh my darling, i would never ever ever hurt you,i promise he whispered, but still, he took a step back. he did not want to cross any boundaries.

"don't lie to me" you whimpered, shoulders shaking and chest rising and falling rapidly. you were still dazed, not quite processing that it was carlos in front of you, not your ex, and that he was the last person to raise a hand on you.

"im not lying, mi duce" he said sincerely, gently reaching his hand out to you.

"no! thats what he said too" you sobbed out, knees giving out as you fell to your knees on the ground, face buried in your hands as you sobbed.

carlos decided that space wasn't the answer. with steps as light as a feather, he was beside you in an instant, gingerly reaching out to stroke your hair.

surprisingly, you didn't push him away, but you did flinch, and the sight made Carlos's heart break further.

"oh, oh, cariño mío... siento mucho, mucho que eso te haya sucedido..."oh, oh my darling, I'm so so sorry that ever happened to you, he whispered, gently rubbing your arm, the warmth of his hands helping the shivers taking over your body.

"I'm sorry" you sobbed, embarrassment, guilt and shame coursing through your veins.

"no, why are you sorry? you haven't done anything wrong" he stated firmly, gently letting you lean into him, sniffling into his shirt.

he didn't care about the mess on his shirt. he didn't care about the fact that he was late for a press meeting. all he cared about was making sure that your were okay.

"i shouldn't have been so stupid, so stupid that someone had to hit me to make me see sense" you continued, mind so drowsy and scared you didn't even know what you were saying.

"you're not stupid, amor, i promise youre not. i am so sorry that happened to you but please, mi dulce, don't ever demean yourself. eres más valiosa para mí que el sol, la luna y las estrellas, y juro que hay millones de personas que piensan lo mismo. no puedo deshacer lo que tu ex ha hecho, pero haré todo lo posible para tratarte mejor y hacerte sentir amada de nuevo, si me das una oportunidad, mi cariño. significas el mundo para mí y pasaré cada día de mi vida demostrándotelo si es necesario." he said,You are worth more to me than the sun moon and stars and i swear there are millions of people who think so too. I cannot undo what your ex has done, but I can try my damn hardest to treat you better and make you feel loved again, if you will give me a chance, my darling. You mean the world to me and I'll spend every day of my life proving that to you if i have to", gently lifting your chin so he could look into your red eyes.

"I'm not worth it carlos.. you deserve someone who isn't a mess, who isn't wrecked, who isn't a useless, used thing, like me.." you started but you were cut off by carlos pulling you into a tight hug.

inhaling deeply, you let yourself sink into his embrace, clutching the material of his shirt as if you were scared he would disappear into thin air.

"you are everything to me" he murmured, and you looked up at him, gaze flicking from his sincere eyes, the worry lines on his forehead to his perfectly plump lips.

and in that moment you made a decision.

"kiss me" you whispered, hand reaching out to stroke his stubble.

"there's nothing I want more, carino, but..are you sure? no quiero que te arrepientas de esto más tarde." i don't want you to regret this later he said, and you smiled.

"nunca he estado más seguro de nada más."I've never been more sure of anything else you replied, gently pulling him down to meet your lips.

you closed the space between the two of you, pressing your body against his as your hands found home on his face and waist, his in your cheek and hips

carlos sighed softly, against your mouth hands moving to wrap around you, resting on your back as he kisses you back, with unfiltered passion.

you never thought that actually someone could actually leave you winded with just a kiss, but here was a man, something out of a story book, taking your breath away with a kiss.

"I've wanted to do that for so long" carlos mumbled against your lips, as you slowly pulled away, trying to ignore the butterflies fluttering in your belly.

"i have too, but i was scared.." you started off, but carlos cut you off with a feather soft kiss to your forehead.

"you don't owe me any explanation, mi amor. thank you for trusting me" he whispered, and you smiled.

"just... promise me you won't hurt me?" you asked, vulnerability evident in every syllable.

carlos responded with a soft kiss to your knuckles, to your cheeks, your forehead, your nose, and then finally your lips.

"never."

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that summer, carlos took you to mallorca to meet his family.

he had brought you along, introducing you to his father, his mother, his sisters and a few cousins who had come to spend the summer.

carlos sainz sr had welcomed you with open arms, despite your initial nervousness. reyes had enveloped you in a warm hug, expressing her excitement at finally meeting the woman her son couldn't stop raving about, making the both of you blush.

his sisters, blanca and ana, had both gushed over you, making very little effort to hide how much they loved your music and how excited they were that their brother was dating you.

you were grateful at how welcoming and sweet his family was, how they treated you like one of their own, taking you sightseeing and taking you to their favourite spots, treating you to lovely lunches with the family, with reyes making you your first ever homemade gazpacho that you fell in love with.

out of everyone, you found yourself gravitating to her the most, and spent as much time with her as you could, laughing at stories she told you about carlos.

one evening she took you and her daughters out for a spa day. carlos couldn't hide the happy smile that refused to leave his lips the whole day, heart full at how well you meshed with his family.

"you look lovely dear" reyes warm tone greeted you as you made your way to the car so you could go to lunch and then a spa. she was so kind to you, even though she only met you a few days ago, she welcomed you into her family with open arms. "are you enjoying yourself, mi hija?" the nickname made you flush, as you nodded, a shy smile on your lips "don’t be shy!" she said, gently squeezing your shoulder, eyes twinkling

"mallorca is really beautiful! i really like it here" you said, a genuine smile on your lips, and reyes nodded. "thats good because I get the feeling we'll have you over much more often now", blanca added from the back seat.

she winked at you which made the four of you laugh.

"well, i hope i can visit much more often" you said, smiling at the three sainz women in front of you.

"you will, i know for a fact my brother is head over heels for you with how he looks at you like you hung the stars sun sky and the entire cosmos up" ana said sagely, making blanca snort.

"don't expose him like that, he'll kill you if he hears you told her that" her older sister chided

"I'm not wrong! he doesn't bring anyone home unless he's serious about them!" ana said indignantly, and you felt your heart flutter

"my carlito is very shy, hija, and that's why we were so happy when he told us you were dating, and even more when he said he was bringing you home" reyes said to you, a nostalgic smile on her lips as she thought back to when all her children were babies.

"you're a lovely person, y/n. i knew it the moment you walked in the door, and I know you make carlos so happy. welcome to the family unofficially, mi hija" she said softly, to voices of agreement from ana and Blanca and you felt tears rise to your eyes.

overwhelmed with emotion, all you could do was squeeze their hands and say a soft "thank you"

later that night, as you and carlos for ready for bed, he came up to you, wrapping his arms around you, pressing soft kisses to your neck and shoulders, massaging your shoulders with lotion.

"what did you talk to my mother and sisters about mi dulce?" he asked, pressing a gentle kiss to your collarbone.

"thats a secret, amor" you smirked and he whined, burying his face in your neck.

"ana has been winking at me all evening and poking me in the side. what did you dooo" he whined like a child and you giggled.

"i can't tell you,but they were all so lovely" you said, climbing into bed, as carlos snuggled up to you.

"see? i told you they'd all love you. my dad told me today as well, he thinks you're a perfect match for me and he'd like to take you for a round of golf sometime" he said, running his fingers through your hair.

"I'd love that" you smiled, kissing his nose.

of course, it didn't stop there.

before you knew it, carlos' lips were on yours. you pushed him away with a giggle, knowing it wouldn't stop at one.

"please amor, just one more, I've barely seen you today" he pouted and you rolled your eyes at his antics.

“fine. just one. one more kiss and that’s—”

carlos' mouth pressed against yours in a desperate kiss, mumbling a quick ,"yes, hmm, yes," as he nudges the tip of his tongue against yours to open up, trying to get you a more passionate kiss.

you pull back with a gasp, hands against his chest, “no no no no no. you need to behave and i only said one and your entire family is here and this is more than one —" he cut you off mid way again, pressing a flurry of pecks your lips.

desperately trying to keep your thoughts straight, you begins to cave in as his teeth gently nibble at your bottom lip, pulling it away and his eyes watching as it snaps back in its place, his tongue meets yours again.

you whine, body relaxing slowly into his, hands resting on his chest and face, monetarily forgetting the fact that you were making out with him in his family home.

"ay dios mio!" caco's voice exclaims and you jump, pulling away from carlos.

"por favor, cierra la puerta si vas a involucrarte en estas actividades, hermano." he said backing out of the room.

"qué quieres, caco?" carlos yelled after him, grinning at the sight of you burying your face in the blanket, shouting out an apology to caco.

"just wanted to say good night, which I now know you'll have!" he shouted back and you gasped, pulling the sheets over your face.

you were sure ana in the next room must have heard it.

"carlos" you whine as he laughs, anas voice floating in from next door "please don't traumatise me!"

all of a sudden, he pins you down, fingers ticking your sides, relishing the sound of your laughter.

“im so in love with you, angel, te amo." he whispered.

"te amo carlos" you mumbled, leaning up to press a soft kiss to his lips.

everything had changed, thankfully for the better.

and you could not be happier.

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[ginxyy]

True Love

But I hate you, I really hate you

So much I think it must be

True love, true love

The sun began its lazy descent, casting an amber glow throughout your living room. You sat curled up on the couch, your fingers nervously combing through your hair. This wasn’t just another day in your life as a singer; today, it felt like the world was closing in, overshadowed by the weight of your first real fight with Woozi. It stung like a slice of ice against your heart.

Moments ago, youthful laughter had filled your apartment, but that faded into the distance as harsh words were exchanged. In a whirlwind of misunderstandings, you argued over something that felt monumental in the moment but insignificant in hindsight. The silence now felt heavier, echoing with memories of the joy you shared. You couldn’t believe you had let a miscommunication turn into this.

As you pondered over the remnants of your fleeting happiness, a thought struck you: music. Your solace. Your escape. You rose from the couch, walked over to your keyboard, and let the familiar keys guide your fingers. After some time, the melody of “True Love” by Pink began to dance in your ears. You poured your heart and soul into the song, embodying every word with raw emotion, thinking of Woozi with every note that filled the room.

With every lyric you sang, memories of joyful moments flashed before your eyes late-night giggles, soft whispers under a blanket of stars, and the way Woozi's smile had made your heart flutter. You felt tear stains track down your cheeks as the words resonated deeper, striking chords that stirred within you. As the final note lingered in the air, you realized you needed to share this. You needed to reach out, to show him through your art you still loved him, no matter the storm that had passed.

After recording the cover, you hesitated for a moment before pressing ‘post’ on Instagram. “This is for you, Woozi,” you whispered, hoping the universe would somehow carry your message to him. With bated breath, you watched the views climb with each passing second, hoping he would recognize your plea.

Just when you thought despair would settle over you like a thick fog, you heard it—the soft tap of footsteps outside your door. Your heart raced with anticipation. Could it be him? Holding your breath, you opened the door, and there he was. Woozi stood on the threshold, a small smile forming amidst the hazy aftermath of the day’s discord.

“Hey,” he murmured softly, his voice wrapping around you, steadying your racing heartbeat. His eyes searched yours, reflecting a mixture of trepidation and longing. The words spun around like dandelion seeds caught in the wind, evading both of you until finally, you broke the silence.

“I’m sorry for what happened,” you said, your voice barely above a whisper, remembering the music you shared and the love that came before the fight. “I didn’t mean for it to escalate like that.”

He stepped closer, his warmth washing over you as he took your hands in his. “No, I’m the one who’s sorry,” he confessed. “I should have listened better. I never want to hurt you.”

Just then, you caught a glimpse of your phone screen, your cover of “True Love” still playing back. He tilted his head slightly, his attention drawn to the soft melody flowing from the speakers. His eyes glimmered as he listened, and for a moment, time stood still just the two of you caught in a cocoon of sound and sincerity.

When the song faded, Woozi pulled you into a gentle embrace, his warmth enveloping you completely, flickering like a flame in the encompassing shadows. “I love you,” he breathed, and those three words held more magic than any song you could ever sing. Your heart flitted, caught in a whirlwind of emotions.

You looked up at him, your cheeks tinged with warmth. “I love you too,” you confessed, your voice steadier now. It felt like the words had been etched into your very being, meant to escape your lips when the moment was right.

Without another word, he leaned down, his lips brushing against yours with a tenderness that left you breathless. The world faded away, leaving only the sweetness of his kiss. Apologies, love, and trust wove into the fabric of the moment. You felt as if you could conquer anything, hand in hand, heart and soul, with Woozi by your side.

As the sun set beyond the horizon, you knew this was just the beginning, a mere chapter in the story of you two imperfect, messy, and true. Each note of love, every moment shared, would only make the symphony of your lives even richer.

[kintsugiscars]

i was just taking a little nap. / from erenville!

[ challengers prompts ]

Lex raised a brow. "You weren't on watch? You can do whatever you want." In fact, Lex himself was busy figuring out how to whittle with aethersight. Jacke mentioned before he departed it would be good for him to pick up a hobby. That, and it would keep his mind busy on the long journey.

He turned back to his current challenge - an approximation of what should be a mushroom. "Go back to sleep. I'll keep watch, if that makes you more comfortable."

[kintsugiscars]

A flutter started in his chest. The butterfly's wings beat and suddenly the fog obscuring the paths to the future lifted. Emet wanted things to work out. Emet... wanted something other than destruction, or revenge, or greed.

The thought gave him more comfort than perhaps either of them realized.

Lex smiled back, though the lower half of his face was obscured in his knees. His hands curled into the fabric of his pants as his ears twitched happily. He had a chance to make a difference. He could rewrite what the future would hold.

Emet may have seen the same play over and over again, but he hadn't seen these actors yet. Everyone yet had cards up their sleeves and lines hidden away in their mind. He could surprise Emet still.

"You know, wanting is the first step to hoping." Lex boldly nudged Emet's side with his shoulder and slowly unfurled into a brighter young man. "I hope we put on a good show. Twist endings are my favorite."

A part of him panged, knowing that Emet was right. People would twist his story and twist him around and around until there was nothing left of him. They already did that, multiple times even. The Garleans saw him as a monster, the city-states as a barely-contained threat... The only ones who saw him as himself were a delightful secretary back home in the Rising Stones, and a slumbering scholar in his crystalline tower.

"They'll do that anyway." Lex muttered, his tail now curling against his side. If he was any smaller, he'd be mistaken for a kitten - pathetic for a man of his age.

He sat with Emet's words, carefully digesting each syllable. Had he not known better, he'd almost guess that Emet cared for him on some level. Lex didn't sense the usual mind games he was trying to play. There was a refreshing sense of honesty from the Ascian. The past seemed to be heartbreakingly important to him - as did Lex. Emet had witnessed cycles of death and rebirth thousands of times and Lex could only dare to imagine the weight on his shoulders.

With a careful lift of his head, Lex then asked a rather curious question.

"Do you want my story to have a different ending?"

Purple eyes met yellow, dawn and dusk colors intermingling. Lex stared, unblinking in silence until the sudden flustered rush of heat to his cheeks shocked him into elaborating.

"I mean. You speak of stories ending in the same way. All these heroes of time past, long forgotten by history and those they saved. You were there, I imagine, for some of the stories. And while you want the Rejoining, you... seem to have expectations for me. Expectations I don't really get, but they matter to you." Lex's hands went to fidget with his tail. "It reminds me of when I was younger and would reread the same tragedy, and each time wish for a different ending. I'd be disappointed each time it played out the same, but I'd keep hoping it would be different.

"If... my story is something you have seen dozens, thousands of times," Lex couldn't hold his gaze anymore, and looked to the forest surrounding them, "then do you wish for my story to have a happy ending this time?"