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redbullgirly ยท 10 months ago
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HI BABRIE! HI KEN! [part 3, LH44 smau]
Lewis Hamilton x pregnant!reader [social media au]
Masterlist & Hi Barbie! Hi Ken! [part 1, LH44 smau] & Hi Barbie! Hi Ken! [part 2, LH 44 smau]
Summary: Lewis and his "real-life Barbie" girlfriend Y/N Y/L/N have a secret they keep from the fans. Though it's only matter of time before they announce the happy news... it's not like it can stay hidden forever anyways.
Warnings: Pregnancy. Slight hate and bodyshaming towards Y/N. If you're not in the right headspace, please don't read it!๐Ÿซถ
Author's Note: After quite some time, hello! I'm so sorry this took so long, but life has been so busy and hectic last month I simply didn't have time and energy to write this sooner. Though I'm very glad for everyone who waited for this part and I hope you'll like it. It's probably not the last one, I have few ideas for more parts. But I don't want to promise anything, we all know how long this part took XD.
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lewishamilton So proud to support charity program for the involvement of children from disadvantaged families in sports yourusername has been working on for a few years now. All money raised from the friendly basketball match goes to the fond of the charity. Let's change lives of these talented kids together! ๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿพ
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user1 basketball players should be grateful our king chose to be f1 driver ๐Ÿ˜Œ
user2 fr
yourusername together we can change the world for better!! ๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿ’•
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user3 You make our lives better by existing Y/N๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐Ÿ˜
user4 I think this is too idealistic lol
user5 queen speaking facts and keeping us motivated
user6 LET HER COOK ๐Ÿ—ฃ๐Ÿ—ฃ๐Ÿ—ฃ
user7 Sir Lewis Hamilton is Sir for a reason ๐Ÿ‘‘
mercedesamgf1 ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿค
user8 even though he'll be driving for ferrari next year mercedes still supports him!!!
user9 and what did you think? that they'll ignore him or hate him suddenly? he still got a whole season w them ๐Ÿคฃ plus it's all marketing
user10 nah i'll just live in delusion that admin loves lewis & y/n๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿฅฐ
user11 I love how you use your platform to raise awareness
user12 omg he's so hot ๐Ÿฅต
user13 Wait, why is Lewis at Y/N's charity event instead of her? I usually support her, but this is just weird... why can't she stand up for her own thing?
user14 RIGHT?! idk why she didn't even bother showing there
user15 Honestly I think that Lewis going there brings more attention to it than just her going there, and it's a good thing people are noticing this organization. Though I don't understand why she didn't go there as well ๐Ÿคทโ€โ™€๏ธ
user16 guys stop wtf she could be sick or smth
user14 or she's just another attention seeker... never liked her tbh
user16 the only attention seeker here is u user14 get a life and stop hating ๐Ÿ˜˜
user14 i'm not hating, i'm stating facts and unlike y/n i don't need a man to do shit for me lmfao
user17 Y'all are really getting mad over nothing xddd
user18 Amazing work! ๐Ÿ‘ you make the difference, Lewis๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ’›
user19 the fact he has pink pants bc it's y/n's fav color and it's for a charity event she helped organize... i want a man like him ๐Ÿ˜ฉ
user20 He's down bad for her!!!
user21 I mean... who wouldn't, just look at her๐Ÿคญ
user22 fr what i'd give to talk to y/n once
user23 Our fashion barbie iconic Queen ๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–
user24 Lew giving the little boy a fist bump๐Ÿฅน
user25 he is going to be a great dad one day
user24 Oh definitely!๐Ÿซถ
user26 can't wait for dad lewis
user27 omggg imagine little him and y/n running around the paddock ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ
user26 they'll be sooo cute istg
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yourusername japan grand prix w my favs ๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿค
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lewishamilton ๐Ÿค๐Ÿค
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user1 awww i live for bf lewis
user2 YOU DESERVE SOMEONE BETTER
user3 and who would that be user2 ?? you? lmfao u wish๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿคฃ
user4 the disrespect of writing these things under HIS COMMENT where he shows SUPPORT to HIS GIRLFRIEND...
user5 Lewis & Y/N 4ever ๐Ÿซถ
user6 omg look at roscoe baby so cute
user7 the teeth I can't๐Ÿฅน
user8 It's Roscoe's world and we're just living in it fr
alexandrasaintmleux so prettyyy ๐Ÿ™๐ŸŒบ
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yourusername oh stoppp u are prettier ๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’
user9 Girls supporting girls and wags supporting wags... that's what we like!!!!
user10 the fact lewis liked alex's comment w two accounts is the best thing that happened this week๐Ÿ˜ญ
user11 shut uppp I didn't even notice it before user10 ๐Ÿ˜ญ he's such a simp I love this ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ
user10 i knoooow๐Ÿ˜ญ
user12 finally you attended a grand prix this year!!!!
user13 ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜
mercedesamgf1 It's always brighter with you in the paddock Barbie Y/N!๐Ÿ’–
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yourusername next time i'm going all out w the pink ๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿซถ
user14 the legend herselffff
user15 Admin is slaying and supporting Y/N ๐Ÿ’โ€โ™€๏ธ
user16 MOTHER IS SERVING ONCE AGAIN๐ŸงŽ๐Ÿปโ€โ™€๏ธ
roscoelovescoco Enjoying's dad's racing's w my's best's mum's โ˜บ๏ธ๐ŸŽ
yourusername enjoying dad racing w my best son ๐Ÿฅน๐Ÿ’•
user17 not roscoe slowly learning y/n's slang and saying w instead of with๐Ÿคญ
user18 and the fact Lewis is the one really writing it... !!!!!
user19 They're such cute a family๐Ÿฅฐ
user20 mum and dad and son... I can't it's too adorable ๐Ÿซ โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿฉน
user21 Literally the queen of f1 and gorgeousness keep slaying
user22 where is the usual barbie aesthetic?!๐Ÿ˜ฅ
user23 fr I want pink dresses not blue trousers
user24 Guys she can wear whatever she wants
user23 yeah true but still... she already built that image so why not keep it wtf ๐Ÿคทโ€โ™€๏ธ
user25 Covering her fat stomach with the purse ewww ๐Ÿคข๐Ÿฅด
user26 i wanna take u haters seriously... but I just can't xd
user27 if you have anger issues like me and don't like online trolls, pls stop scrolling people! there are so many dumb users from twitter in these comments!๐Ÿ™ƒ
user28 I just don't get why they're hating on Y/N all of sudden... what did she ever do to them
user29 idk, probably bcs she wasn't active for a while (she was probably not feeling well or smth as she said in an interview few days back) and didn't attend any gp till japan this year (again she was probably sick so understandable)... plus lot of f1 "fans" are jealous bitches change my mind
user30 Internet always moves in waves and one time everybody loves u and then they hate u ๐Ÿ˜ฌ
user31 yeah but it's so sad cause y/n is such a sweetheart๐Ÿฅบโค๏ธ
user32 I honestly wouldn't care about the haters if they didn't attack her body and the way she looks... that's down right embarrassing and disgusting
user33 AGREED user32
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lewishamilton It's hard to put into words how happy and excited we are. Can't wait to hold our baby in a few months and support my dearest love on every step of the way. Feeling blessed right now ๐Ÿค๐Ÿช
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charles_leclerc Well, that's a shocking news I didn't know about this time...๐Ÿ˜‚
charles_leclerc But big congratulations!โค๏ธ
yourusername yeah we needed to give u heart attack w smth too ๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿ’‹
susie_wolff Congratulations Lewis and Y/N, you will be great parents! ๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿซถ
yourusername thx susie, we have great role models in u and toto!!! โœจโค๏ธโ€๐Ÿฉน
lewishamilton ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿพ
kellypiquet what a great news!๐Ÿฅน
yourusername love u kelly ๐Ÿ’•
sebastianvettel Many congratulations!
lewishamilton Thank you Seb!
yourusername will u be the fun uncle??? pls seb ๐Ÿฅน๐Ÿ™
sebastianvettel If you'll make me their godfather....
yourusername done deal ๐Ÿค
lewishamilton I-... fair enough, done deal
fencer EXCUSE ME?!! THAT'S NOT FAIR
charles_leclerc Yeah what is this favorism?!
yourusername guys it's seb how could we say no ๐Ÿ˜Œโœจ
charles_leclerc True... fair enough then I guess ๐Ÿ™‚
fencer I still feel VERY offended
yourusername charles don't use that ironic emoji on me and fencer u can have the second child
lewishamilton Darling that sounds like you're sacrificing our second child while the first one isn't even born yet...
yourusername whoops ๐Ÿซข๐Ÿ™ˆ
sebastianvettel Do you realize this is not a private conversation?
yourusername actually u can set selected comments private seb ๐Ÿ˜
charles_leclerc Wait seriously?!
lewishamilton No, she's just testing if he's old enough to believe her ๐Ÿ™„
yourusername you're sour bc u believed me the first time i tried it love โ˜บ๏ธ๐Ÿซถ
sebastianvettel This is exactly why I didn't have Instagram sooner.
charles_lecerc We love you Seb!โค๏ธ
yourusername yeah we do love u our new godfather!!!!๐Ÿ’–
mercedesamgf1 Congratulations from the whole team!๐Ÿคฉ๐Ÿค
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alexandrasaintmleux awww so happy for both of u!๐Ÿ’ž
yourusername hope you're prepared to be the fav auntie ๐Ÿคญ๐Ÿ’‹
alexandrasaintmleux anything for my little nephew or niece hamilton ๐Ÿซก
scuderiaferrari The next world champion on the way?๐Ÿ˜โค๏ธ
yourusername pls i hope they'll stay far away from racing ๐Ÿ˜ญ
scuderiaferrari Well... then we'll at least get another tifosi ๐Ÿ˜‰
georgerussell68 Wishing all the best mate!
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landonorris Wooohooo congrats!!!
landonorris Wait- do y'all realize you'll be parents now? Like real REAL parents of an actual child?!
yourusername yeah lando that's how it usually works when u get pregnant ๐Ÿ˜Š
landonorris Yeah but... wait! The child needs to be McLaren fan!
yourusername your mission to get all hamiltons to be your fan is getting more complicated, isn't it? ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿซข
landonorris Shhhh Y/N it's a secret mission ๐Ÿคซ
yourusername oh my bad sry
yourusername wait why do i know about it then???
landonorris Ehhh... miscalculation?
yourusername tf lando ๐Ÿ˜ญ
lewishamilton I'm starting to think this baby will be our second child and Lando is our first...
landonorris Wow so can I officially say Lewis Hamilton is my daddy now?๐Ÿ˜€
lewishamilton NO
yourusername lando don't you dare or istg
landonorris Byeee parents!! ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ
f1 Let's go! ๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ‘ถ
francisca.cgomes babyyyyy ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ‚
pierregasly Why the leaves?
francisca.cgomes bcs it's an autumn babyyyyy
yourusername love u kika ๐Ÿ’•
pierregasly Oh congrats by the way!๐Ÿซถ
yourusername thx pierre ๐Ÿ’•
logansargeant RAAAAAHHH ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿฆ…
logansargeant Sorry alex_albon took my phone ๐Ÿ˜’ I wanted to say congratulations!๐Ÿค
alex_albon ๐Ÿ˜‡
yourusername lol
yourusername but thx sm logan, you're such a sweetheart! ๐Ÿซถ
lilymhe I swear it'll be the cutest baby ever
yourusername babe it'll totally will if u say so ๐Ÿ’‹
kevinmagnussen ๐Ÿ™Œ
hulkhulkenberg Welcome to the dad's club on the grid Lewis! ๐Ÿ˜‰
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oscarpiastri What a happy day, congratulations! ๐Ÿงก
yourusername what's the orange heart doing here oscahh??? ๐Ÿคจ
oscarpiastri ๐Ÿ’–
oscarpiastri Better now?
yourusername thx oscar sm for the congrats!๐Ÿฅฐ also you should use my signature heart emoji more often ๐Ÿ’–
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yourusername enjoying the barbie life ๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’
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lewishamilton Beautiful, gorgeous and my Barbie!
yourusername awww my ken ๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿซถ
user1 omg i love them sm
user2 I wanna have what they have
user3 the effect bf Lewis has on me should be studied ๐Ÿ˜ฉ
user4 Just the fact he usually isn't active on ig and doesn't comment or anything... and she is the only exception๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿคญ
user5 gorgeous literally so gorgeous
user6 The baby bump ๐Ÿฅน๐Ÿฅน
user7 and she looks so good with it too ๐Ÿฅน๐Ÿฅน
alexandrasaintmleux such good times hanging out with my fav barbie! ๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ’–
yourusername the best times girly!!! ๐Ÿ’•
user8 i live for this friendship
user9 Imagine these two next year in Ferrari garage together!๐Ÿ˜
user10 literally the only good thing coming out of lewis leaving mercedes
user11 fr fr user10
user12 Are those flowers from Lewis???
roscoelovescoco Yeah's they'res from's dad's ๐ŸŒปโ˜บ๏ธ
user13 OH MY GOD ROSCOE HIIII
user12 Can't believe Lewis Hamilton replied to my comment as his dog ๐Ÿ˜ญ
user13 lol user12 u really won life xd
user14 this is sooo cuteee ๐Ÿ˜ป
user15 You and Alex look so good together! Hope you'll be friends forever!
kellypiquet where's the bag from? it's so pretty! ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿค
yourusername idk lew gave it to me for christmas last year... i'll ask and let u know!! ๐Ÿค๐Ÿซถ
kellypiquet ๐Ÿซถ
user16 The queens of the paddock right here ๐Ÿ™Œ
user17 still can't believe y/n & lewis are going to be parent in a few months
user18 RIGHT?! It's like a fever dream for me ๐Ÿ˜ญ
user19 Yeah i was excited for dad Lewis so long that now I can't believe it's finally happening ๐Ÿคญโค๏ธ
user20 the best wag right here
user21 and soon the best mum!
user22 Ur STUNNING ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ’–
user23 Woman ๐Ÿ’…
user24 proud to say i never hated on Y/N
user25 YES
user26 always knew she's the queen ๐Ÿ‘ธ๐Ÿ’—
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lewishamilton My beautiful Barbie. The love of my life. My partner for good times and bad times. Mother of my child. The only woman I want to spend the rest of my life with. Y/N Y/L/N. ๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’ซ
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yourusername can't describe in words how much i love u lew!!! ๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’ซ
lewishamilton Love you too darling, so much!
user1 I can't ๐Ÿ˜ญ
user2 i wanna have what they have
user3 THE BEST COUPLE EVER
user4 if they ever break up love isn't real
user5 I'll tell my children they are the original Barbie & Ken
user6 my parents ๐Ÿฅฐ
user7 y'all don't understand how much i love them
user8 The best parents ever!!!!
roscoelovescoco Mums looking's gorgeous ๐Ÿฅนโ˜€๏ธ
lewishamilton She in fact is.
yourusername my boys making me cry ๐Ÿฅน๐Ÿ’“
roscoelovescoco Oh's no's mums don't cry's ๐Ÿ™
yourusername don't worry baby it's happy tears ๐Ÿ’ž
user9 now I'm crying too... this is so sweet
user10 The reason they're my favs๐Ÿ˜
user11 why is this so precious ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ
user12 so prettyyyy
kellypiquet Our Barbie looking like a goddess!๐Ÿ’…๐Ÿป๐Ÿ’
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yourusername thx kelly!!!๐Ÿ’•
user13 she's fr glowing ๐Ÿ˜ป
user14 Thought she can't get more beautiful than she was before but pregnancy proved me wrong
user15 MARRY HER
user16 we love bf lewis dedicating whole post to y/n ๐Ÿคญ๐Ÿคญ
voguemagazine ๐Ÿคฉ๐Ÿ“ธ
user17 ariana what are u doing here?!??!!
user18 Even Vogue is an Y/N fan and we love it
user19 y'all don't understand how bad i need her to be on the cover of vogue or some other magazine ๐Ÿ˜ฉ
user20 OMG user19 SHE WOULD SLAY IT TOO HARD
user21 You should marry her now!!! ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’
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user22 heyyy did someone else see lewis like it and then un-like it?!๐Ÿ˜ง
user21 When the notification of roscoelovescoco liking my comment came up on my phone I nearly dropped it and screamed... like what? Excuse me sir!!! ๐Ÿ˜ƒ
user23 LOL I love how he goes savage liking comments w his dog's account and then regrets it immediately xd
user24 guuuyyyssss what if it means we'll get proposal soon???โ˜บ๏ธ
user21 I wish!!!!
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THE END
Author's Note: Thank you for reading it to the end! I'll be very grateful for likes, comments, reblogs and every other sign of support. Also you can let me know if you think baby Hamilton will be a girl or boy ๐Ÿคญ. Have a great weekend! (Btw if someone wants to talk about their predictions for Saudi Arabian Grand Prix, they're welcomed bcs I don't have anyone to talk to about it XD)
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Hii can we pls get an extremely smitten in love like love sick gojo pls?????
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A/N: ABSOLUTELY!! ๐Ÿฅฐ
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Pairing: GOJO Satoru x f.reader
Summary: the annoying popular boy at college has his heart set on you ๐Ÿ˜Œ๐Ÿ’•
Warnings; it's a little cheesy
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Thereโ€™s a white-haired boy that always, always sits next to you in every single class. Heโ€™s got the looks that kill, one-of-a-kind features, almost too pretty to be on earth; the kind of boy that makes even teachers stutter in the middle of their lecture simply because of his presence.
So many girls fawn over him, like heโ€™s the rockstar of your college with a bunch of groupies following wherever he goes.
And that ticks off one reason you donโ€™t like Gojo Satoru.
The other reasons? To narrow it down; heโ€™s an arrogant cocky flirty bastard who will not stop asking you out to parties and dates. Persistent and determined to make you crack and finally fall for him. Relentless and fast in his pursuit of your heart no matter how far it runs โ€“ heโ€™s gonna getcha, he knows it, itโ€™s just a matter of time.
Heโ€™s never felt this deeply or intensely. It makes his head spin. When you walk in the room, when you speak, when he sees your name on an attendee listโ€ฆ it has him feeling tingly and lightheaded. Even getting a text from you makes him jump; he replies in two seconds and pouts when you leave him on read. He even complains to his mom and Suguru about you.
This boy is the walking symptoms of lovesick.
But heโ€™s in heavy denial about it. No, no โ€“ heโ€™s not obsessed, youโ€™re obsessed. Heโ€™s not crushing on you; youโ€™re crushing on him. Heโ€™s not chasing you; youโ€™re chasing him. He doesnโ€™t wanna kiss you, you wanna kiss him.
โ€œYou have such a fat crush on me.โ€ He smirks, talking unashamedly loudly so everyone whoโ€™s passing down the columned corridor can hear.
You sigh. โ€œNo I don't, Gojo.โ€
โ€œItโ€™s Satoru to you,โ€ he winks, โ€œAnd anyways, youโ€™re not busy this afternoon, yeah?โ€
โ€œActually I am โ€“ โ€
โ€œGreat! Letโ€™s go out.โ€
Your whole face spells how frustrated you are.
โ€œOh my godโ€ฆโ€ you sigh, getting up for your next class which was in two minutes โ€“ Gojo took up all your time. Your friends had long slipped away after he gave them a glare, snickering as they did because they thought the whole thing between you and him was hilarious.
His long legs strode next to you down the corridor.
โ€œWhere are you going?โ€ he asked.
โ€œTo class.โ€ you replied.
โ€œLet me walk you there.โ€ he offered eagerly.
โ€œThanks, but thereโ€™s really no need.โ€ you replied.
He looked at you like a sad puppy, so you gave in. โ€œOh my god, fine then.โ€
โ€œAsk me nicely.โ€
โ€œWhat!โ€ you looked at him incredulously, โ€œYouโ€™re the one who โ€“ oh my god never mind. Walk me to class, Gojo.โ€
He grinned in satisfaction. You almost wanted to smack him.
โ€œItโ€™s Satoru.โ€ He corrected.
โ€œIโ€™m not calling you that. Weโ€™re not friends.โ€ You said.
โ€œGosh, youโ€™re breaking my heart!โ€ he jokes, but deep down he was a little cut by that. You could tell by how he said no more smart remarks. He was silent.
You slid into your seat, watching your professor prepare the sliding whiteboards with awful scribbles of calculus. Gojo slid right next to you, settling his smart ass down a little closer than last time. He was aching to get closer to you in any way he could.
โ€œI need a pen.โ€ He whispered under his breath to you as soon as the lecture began.
โ€œSeriously? Again? Where do you keep putting the ones I give you, up your ass?โ€
He smirked at you. Pretty blue eyes peaked over the rims of his sunglasses. You werenโ€™t the only one to notice that he had them on indoors; the professor glanced over and immediately reprimanded him.
โ€œGojo, glasses off indoors, please. Donโ€™t make me keep reminding you.โ€ She said.
Gojo grumbled and reluctantly took them off, setting them down on the desk. Youโ€™d already began hastily scribbling notes, but all Gojo managed to do for the first ten or fifteen minutes of the lecture was drum his borrowed pen on his empty spiralbound notebook. He stole thirsted glances of you out of the corner of his eyes.
At some point his attention solely focused on you.
He observed you intently; the way you held your pen, the pace at which you write, your handwriting, how you leaned over just enough for your breasts to lightly squish against the desk.
โ€œHey.โ€ He whispered to you.
You looked at him bemusedly. Ah, here he goes again. Fifteen minutes in and he has something to say to you.
โ€œCan I copy your notes?โ€ he asked.
โ€œSeriously?โ€ you whisper-shouted. The professor was so deep into her lecture about calculus that she didnโ€™t notice Gojo starting to chat you up.
Asking to copy your notes was just his entry into flirting; what followed next was โ€œI like your handwritingโ€ and โ€œso about that dateโ€ฆโ€ and โ€œthereโ€™s a party at my place this weekendโ€ฆโ€ and โ€œwanna ditch this class together?โ€
โ€œSatoru,โ€ you said, โ€œshut up, please.โ€
He shut up, not because you asked him to โ€“ he would have gone on and on despite your wishes, but you called his name. That took him aback so much so that he actually had to recompose himself and sit back, take in a breath, think for a bit. The way you pronounced his name had him in pieces.
Now came the part of the lecture where Satoru started making you laugh. You tried so hard not to, you didnโ€™t want to give him the satisfaction โ€“ but he had a good humour, you couldnโ€™t deny a few breathy laughs here or there.
His unwavering stare was so distracting. That and the fact he kicked his feet up on the desk. He took them down when the professor turned around, and then resumed his lazy position as soon as she turned back to the whiteboard.
โ€œSatoru,โ€ you began, โ€œHow is it that you never take notes and still pass?โ€
He shrugged. โ€œIโ€™m a prodigy. Youโ€™re sitting next to a real genius.โ€
You regretted asking.
He felt bad, so he gave you a small honest answer. โ€œI cram at night.โ€
โ€œAh, I see.โ€
โ€œWould be nice to have a study buddyโ€ฆโ€ he suggested.
โ€œNo.โ€
โ€œBut wouldnโ€™t it be nice? Letโ€™s study in the library later.โ€
โ€œNo โ€“ โ€
โ€œOkay! Iโ€™ll meet ya there!โ€ he smiled decisively, choosing to ignore your decline.
The class concluded, and Gojo lingered by your desk waiting for you to pack up. Some lovestruck girls always approached him at that point, and he held small talk with them. He absolutely let their compliments fuel his ego.
You tried to take advantage of the fact he was distracted by them so you could slip out of the lecture theatre unnoticed. But he had good eyes.
โ€œOh, gotta go. Bye.โ€ He said hastily, eyes locked on you like you were his target. He practically tumbled down the desk levels to get to you.
Just as you disappeared beyond the door, he caught up with you, lanky body colliding with yours on โ€˜accidentโ€™. You thought it was deliberate, but it really was an accident โ€“ he was so clumsy around you. He threw you a lopsided, apologetic smile.
That familiar sad puppy expression developed on his features as you walked quickly down the corridor and ignored him. Inside, you were bitter about how he bathed in those girlโ€™s attention.
He had his hands behind his back. A peculiar thing โ€“ he usually walked like he owned the place with his hands swinging like a model on a runway. You stopped abruptly in your tracks when you noticed his deflated behavior. He bumped into you again.
โ€œHeyโ€ฆโ€
โ€œSorry.โ€ He muttered apologetically.
โ€œโ€ฆ wanna get lunch together, after studying?โ€ you offered, feeling bad for how you ignored him the whole walk to the library.
His eyes lit up. โ€œYeah! Yeah๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ uh, yes.โ€ He almost choked. โ€œAbsolutely.โ€
After that, he had a pep in his step as he followed you into the library.
Studying with him was super unproductive. He kept teasing your face, pinching your cheeks and ears to get your attention and then when he had it, he started rambling about something.
Then he pulled giggles out of you. He did such goofy, stupid things.
โ€œLook.โ€ He said, so you looked away from your textbook.
You shook your head.
He had balanced a book on his head and bit his borrowed pen between his pearly whites.
โ€œDonโ€™t put my pen in your mouth! I donโ€™t want your germs.โ€ You said.
He grinned.
You had to admitโ€ฆ that was an attractive smile. The way his Addamโ€™s apple subtly shifted. The way his eyes lit up. The way his eyes creased.
He took the book off his head and the pen out of his mouth.
โ€œYou donโ€™t want my germs?โ€ he pouted jokingly.
โ€œNo, no way.โ€
โ€œHow are we ever gonna kiss?โ€
โ€œE โ€“ excuse m โ€“ what? Huh?โ€
Gojo giggled. He threw that in just to see your reaction.
โ€œYou sooo wanna kiss me.โ€ He teased.
โ€œUhโ€ฆ I donโ€™tโ€ฆโ€ you swallowed.
โ€œYouโ€™re such a bad liar.โ€ He said, his tone shifting into a genuinely serious one.
โ€œIโ€™m not lying. Iโ€™d never kiss you.โ€ You spoke.
โ€œYeah?โ€
He brought his face closer to you. So close you could see the subtle freckles on his pale cheeks.
โ€œWhat would you do if I kissed you?โ€ Gojo asked, peering at your soul with his eyes.
You stuttered, too stunned to response. What would you do? It was a genuine question, you could tell by the tone of his voice and look in his eyes. He really wanted to know.
โ€œI donโ€™t knowโ€ฆโ€ you responded.
โ€œHave you thought about it at all?โ€ he asked. A slight nervousness shook his vocals. There was the smallest of voice cracks as he said โ€˜thoughtโ€™.
Should you have been honest? You were looking into his eyes contemplatively. Was he trying to trick you? Was he gonna get an answer out of your lips and then humiliate you with it?
You just bit the bullet and said it.
โ€œYeah, I guess I have.โ€
His eyes searched for any hints that you were kidding. You got his heart thumping, his blood rushing around so hard he felt dizzy.
It looked like he wanted to kiss you really badly, but your phone went off and ruined the moment completely. The lovey air dissolved between you and him and he wished it hadn't.
While you hastily took your phone call, you noticed out of the corner of your eyes that Gojo had a boyish blush on his face.
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As you've likely seen by now, I've been reblogging nearly every Hazbin fic you have, which I apologize if that bothers you at all. I simply see a lack of the x male reader department for this show, which is ironic considering mostly all the characters are queer and so are the creators. So thank you for what you write and how well you write it! I was hoping I could make a request for a part two of a fic I rather liked "(Vox x bar tander!Male reader)" this one specifically. The reader left off having their soul contract bought and offered to be a bartender at the Vee's private bar, and I was wondering what would happen from there?
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THANK YOU FOR THE REQUEST
Im really sorry it took so long๐Ÿ˜ญ
Also THANK YOU SO MUCH for the reblogs is doesn't bother me at all IM SO HAPPY YOU LIKE MY WRITING๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’—
I HOPE YOU LIKE IT, I THINK IT TURNED OUT PRETTY GOOD๐Ÿ˜Œ
ENJOY READING LOVELY PEOPLE
Warnings: Attempted Rape, violance V@lentino
Habit of saving
as a thank you pt.2
Vox x bartender!male reader
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"I just dont fucking understand why the fuck you prefer the company of a lowly bartender over mine"
You hear Valentino's yelling from the other room, again.
This was not uncommon. Since you became the bartender in the Vees manor Vox visited the bar more often than before.
You guys spent hours talking and just because of the drinks either, he barely drunk anything cuz he was busy talking to you.
However, this of course annoyed Valentino. He wanted Vox's attention purely on himself.
"I don't." Said Vox, you know, like a lier.
"Work has just been really stressful lately and I need more drinks than before."
This was all lies. But Vox was not in the mood to be taking Valentino's shit, he would much rather go get a drink with you.
"Bullshit, I know how your work is and you blame everything on it, you dont even want to fuck me anymore are you a fucking moron do you know how many people want to get with ME."
And here he goes again. Vox was a little embarrassed though. It was true that since you arrived he was never in the mood to do it with Val, but he found himself having much more sex dreams with you.
He got red at the thought of that.
"You know what, I don't fucking care, go be happy with your boy toy; but don't you dare forget that you are where you are because of me." Ended the Argument Valentino as he grabbed a bottle from above your head, and walked out of the room.
You were silent during the whole argument. You knew it was not smart to start defending Vox you tried that once and, well, Vox had to stich you up afterwards.
"Care for a drink, sir?" You asked Vox. He was still, just standing in the middle of the room looking at the door.
He felt weird. Well, not weird, happy. But that was strange. Usually he felt guilty or annoyed when Valentino stormed off after a fight, usually he wanted to go after him. But not now. Now he felt...calm. Relieved even. He really wanted to sit down and have that drink with you.
"Yes, I would love a drink, and I've told you multiple times to call me Vox."
"Yeah I know but I didn't want to risk Val still hearing it." You chuckled.
"So, the usual, Vox?"
"Obviously." He answered back.
"Are you ok?" You asked as you poured his drink. You two were close enough for this not to be an awkward question. You were the bartender, you have comforted him after a night of drunken crying and put him to bed multiple times. He always asked you to stay. You never did. You just didn't feel ready yet.
"Getting better by the day, his antics don't affect me as strongly anymore." He commented calmly.
"I'm glad." You gave him his drink and you two continued talking.
And you talked, long into the night. Vox got a bit drunk again.
"All right mister I think it's time to get you to bed." You said smiling softly as you were about to jump from behind the bar and help him to his room.
"I can take care of him." Came a creepy calm voice from the door way. You saw Valentino.
He had a fake smile on his face. You knew this was trouble but he was kind of your boss.
"All right, sir." You just answered quietly, as Val took Vox and started to take him to his room.
"What-no, you-- (Y/N)--I, don't"
Vox mumbled drunken.
When they left the room you had a silent debate with yourself.
Yes Val was your boss. But you knew that taking advantage of someone while they're drunk was not below him.
"Fuck it" you mumbled to yourself as you jumped from behind the bar and tried to quietly run after them.
Thankfully you found them when they were about to enter the room.
When they got in you made sure to put your foot between the door and the frame so it doesn't close.
You peered into the room and you saw Val throw Vox onto the bed.
"You fucking whore, you couldn't keep your hands of the cute bartender boy could you."
He started angrily as he stepped onto Vox's screen, breaking it. You already wanted to barge in there when you saw this but when he started unbuckling his belt, thats when you snapped.
You jumped on Val, literally. And while the man might be powerful he had close to no muscles so he crumbled under you.
You knew you had close to no chance of winning. But you didn't care. You had to save Vox.
You tried to cut off Val's breathing by holding onto his neck for dear life. You might have been physically stronger he was still an overlord. A very powerful one.
You expected to be thrown down onto the floor any minute when the struggling finally stopped.
Your eyes opened widely as you hurriedly got off of Valentino.
You started panicking. What the fuck did you just kill an overlord? No, no there is no way he is so powerful why didn't he stop you.
You kneeled down and checked for a heart beat.
When you felt faint beating a boulder fell off your shoulder.
"Thank fuck" you commented to yourself. He probably just passed out.
But still why didn't he stop you.
You thought about it a but when it hit you. He was probably batshit drunk himself. You saw that when he walked away from the bar he barely managed to walk straight.
You were still panting.
You looked over at Vox and a strong feeling of sadness filled you.
You stepped over Vals passed out form and lifted up Vox.
He was lighter than you thought. You carried him all the way to your room where you knew you had a first aid kit.
Sure you could have just bring the first aid kit to him but you were not going to leave him alone with Valentino jot even for a second. Not even when they're both passed out.
After you put Vox's screen back together and batched him up you laid him down onto your bed.
This gave you time to think things through.
Even you couldn't explain to yourself why you cared about Vox this much.
Its true you have become very close during your time working here.
But there are people who you have known longer yet do not love as much as him.
...love?
You love him?
"(Y/N)"
While you were occupied with your thought you didn't notice the time. It was morning already.
"Yeah, Vox?"
"What the fuck happened?" He asked as he started touching his patched up screen.
You told him everything. You also told him that you will very likely have to leave because once Val wakes up...you don't want to know what he'll do to you.
"He can't do anything your soul is mine you are under my protection." He said firmly. He sat silently after that. Like someone who is contemplating something.
"Can I ask you something?"
He asked after a long silence.
"Of course"
"Why did you save me?"
This surprised you.
"Well, I mean I know what Val is like and...I just did what any normal person would do really-"
"No. You know no one in hell would to that for the demon that owns their soul. Not to mention this was the second time you saved me."
"...I honestly don't know why I did it the first time; I guess I just felt like...I dont know"
"And the second time."
You couldn't answer this. You knew the answer but you didn't want to say it.
"Well, you are a nice boss you treat me with kindness and-"
"No one would attack a powerful overlord just to safe their boss who is just 'nice'; try answering truthfully this time."
Well fuck. You knew Vox was a smart man but that didn't help you in this situation.
"I..." you didn't know what to do. You could come up with another lie but he would detect it no problem.
"I love you" you blurted out before you could stop yourself. The moment the words left your lips you smacked your hands onto your lips.
"I'm sorry sir I will leave-"
Vox took your hand in his when you wanted to stand up and pulled you towards him.
With one swift movement he placed his lips on your in a tender kiss.
You have never kissed a screen before but you were pretty sure it wasn't supposed to be like this.
His lips were soft but cold. It was an amazing kiss.
"Oh, you're not going anywhere." Said Vox while he let out a little chuckle.
"Because I love you too."
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pancakes (pt. 3)
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AKA - the story of how the naive australian rookie befriended the gym junkie F1 hospitality worker with the shoe collection - and inadvertently broke the grid's most treasured and unspoken rule: you don't go for y/n.
series masterlist here :) // the pancakes recipe here :)
A/N: don't come for me. i love daniel. it's all for plot. (also, if the timeline seems odd itโ€™s bc creative liberties have been taken ๐Ÿ˜Œ)
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P3 - stairmaster endurance
As you walked down the steps to the Drivers Gala in your stunning red dress, you were unaware how one Ferrari driver couldnโ€™t take his eyes off you. Looking at you smiling elegantly to one of the reps who greeted you, Charles realised just how much of a mistake he had made. Carlos was at his side, saying something that was back ground noise. All Charles could focus on was you. Your flowing hair, your eyes glinting in the light as you smiled your beautiful smile at whoever was talking to you. You always spoke with such passion. Charles always loved that about you. He would always love every little thing about youโ€”
The alarm went off.ย 
You blinked and stopped the timer notification that essentially shook you out of the deep rabbit hole of F1 fanfiction you had found yourself falling into. Closing the purple app, you wondered why you still remained on Tumblr even after the 2013 hype of it died and everyone shifted to Twitter. Let alone the fact that your Tumblr had become your closeted way to fangirl about the sport you had dedicated your life to.
Then again, what were you to expect? The algorithm clearly picked up on your interests. That or the government was listening in and knew that Formula 1 was your day-to-day. That would explain how, one day, you were simply scrolling through the random, niche memes and BAM! You were met with the completely random gif-set of Arthur Leclerc and Oscar Piastri sat in an interview for Prema.ย 
It had caught you off guard, seeing that come up on your phone screen. It had also been a while since you had seen Arthur. For the whole duration of that single and endless moment, you didn't know how to react.
So your thumb double tapped the screen.
And maybe it was your fault for liking it, for encouraging the algorithm. But you couldโ€™t help but smile at the gif of Arthur confident and proud of his 18 hour screen time. That boy had no filter and never gave a fuck about the social norm. That and he often just didnโ€™t read the room. Even after all these years, and his climb up the motorsport ladders, that youthful element about him had remained. It made you smile. You always liked that about him.
However, with that gif-set came more stuff. Innocent stuff. More F2 bits - you really missed those boys - and then everything else. Funny bits of Max at Red Bull. Carlos and Lando. All the Guenther Steiner moments. It was a little weird to be liking gifs of a team principal, you were well aware, but if anything it just made you feel proud of how far the German-Italian had come.
Back in the old Red Bull days, Guenther would always tell you about his dreams of directing his own team. It was nice to see him finally achieve that. It was also an endless source of amusement for you.
For example: the day Kevin had shattered the door.
When it happened, though, it was definitely not a laughing matter. You had been just finishing up the lunch service at the Haas motorhome - making sure to pack up some food for the drivers and mechanics who still were in a meeting - when you had heard the loud noise. Mack, the sous-chef, had stopped and looked at you with wide eyes.
You had both exited the kitchen to walk out to the main space of the motorhome and see other Haas employees equally as confused and whispering. Not getting a clear answer, you patted Mack on the shoulder and returned to the kitchen to finish plating up Kevin and Romainโ€™s lunch for later.ย 
Fifteen minutes later, however, and you had gotten your answer when Guenther stormed into the kitchen fuming. โ€œHe does not slam my fucking office door! What am I going to do? Call Gene and tell him his drivers are some fucking idiot babies?!โ€
You had simply stared at him, blinkingly.
Guenther had then spied a plate of food sitting on the bench. โ€œThat fucking driver doesnโ€™t deserve any of your fucking food!โ€ And he picked the plate and dumped plate with its contents in the bin. ย 
โ€œGuenther," you had began in a calm voice, "that was my lunch. Kevinโ€™s plate is in the fridge.โ€
โ€œWell eat his fucking food! Orโ€”" Guenther reached into his pocket and pulled out a credit card and slammed it onto the table in front of you. โ€œGo to a fucking five star hotel and have lunch there on that fucking idiot baby's pay.โ€
And the two of you had actually done so.
Even after he calmed down, Guenther had been adamant to take you to lunch which, admittedly, wasn't the most odd thing ever. Guenther was removed enough from all the driver drama and you had known him a for long time. You were the reason he had helped in the debut in 2016 anyway.
Still, no matter how Guenther Guenther was, Kevin was still a driver. You knew how it might look.
Said driver, however, had thankfully just dismissed it when you offered to pay him back. "Make me those mini pizzas next time you're with us and we're good."
And so when you clocked on this morning to see you were covering Haas, you immediately smiled and went to make good on your promise to K-Mag.
You always loved working in the Haas motorhome. If only half the stuff you saw Guenther did and said ended up in gif-sets on Tumblr.
Pushing yourself off the stool, you pocketed your phone and grabbed the oven mitts to pull out the mini pizzas. You had made extra for the engineers since there was an issue with Nicoโ€™s PU and knew they would be up late working on the engine. It wasnโ€™t a secret that your pizzas were a coveted snack, being low-carb and high protein enough for even the drivers to consume. You were half expecting Fred Vasseur to pop in and steal some. He did love these pizzas. Any time you were stationed at Alfa Romeo, it was a guarantee you would be making them at his request.
Though, now Fred was moving to Ferrari. So you weren't sure if he was still going to be nice to you. Mattia Binotto had always treated you like the fucking plague.
"Ah, Y/N. For fuck's sake!" You heard the German accent and felt your mouth curve up into a smile as Guenther arrived on scene. He was dressed in the Haas gear for 2023, lanyard around his neck. "You still here running the coffee when you can beat any of these idiots in the car."
You gave him a fake two finger salute. "If I drove, no one would stand a chance."
"Well maybe you could help us score some fucking points." Guenther said. Immediately, he got down to business. "Harry Kane did well last night. Scored two fucking goals."
You snorted. One of the many reasons you and Guenther bonded so well was that you one of the few people amongst this Paddock that took football seriously. Almost as seriously as Formula 1. Almost.
"Didn't see it." You said, shaking your head. Bundesliga was lower on your list of priorities when it came to games. You only paid attention to the German league when it came to teams making it into Champions League. Besides, Guenther shouldโ€™ve known what game you were watching last night. Still, you reminded him. "The Reds were playing."
He rolled his eyes, though unsurprised. "Of course you're going to watch English fucking football."
"Hey, only because of Salah.โ€ You reminded him and hit your chest proudly, โ€œI gotta represent."
"That much is fucking obvious." Guenther said. One of the many reasons you liked working in Haas so much was that it was by far the most relaxed garage out of them all. For example, you hadn't yet taken off the hoodie you wore which had, on top, the number 10 Liverpool jersey. It looked unprofessional, having a t-shirt over a jumper like that, especially mixed with the headscarf you had tied on your head like a durag, but Guenther couldnโ€™t care less. If anything, he was probably just offended at your choice of EPL team.
๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝUnited is fucking Red.โ€
"Ah, Guenther. You know my heart really lies." You reminded him.
Your uncle, with his love for football, had brought you up following the iconic Real Madrid. He literally visited the hospital with a teddy bear and Bernabeu membership, adamant he would get his newborn niece into the sport. No matter what.
From the moment he found out your number one team, Guenther was salty. โ€œLos Blancos.โ€ He scoffed. โ€œThe fucking villains of football." He came round to see the circular pieces of bread covered with sauce and an array of different toppings. Guenther picked one up - and immediately dropped it. "Fuck!"
"It's hot." You said, dryly. You took out another tray and set it down. You closed the oven door and turned it off. You flipped the towel over your shoulder as you watched Guenther now at the sink, running water over his burnt fingers.
"You don't fucking say." Guenther blowing on his fingers.
โ€œStop being a baby.โ€ You laughed, bringing up your hands to your head to fix your headscarf.
Guenther ignored that comment. "Fred fucking loves these things. Don't tell him you made them. I don't want him in here stealing them."
You said nothing and turned around to pretend to busy yourself with the trays of mini pizzas. It was best to just remain quiet sometimes. Bahrain testing had kept everyone occupied and at that start of the season F1 Hospitality were usually running around after Stefano Domenicali and the FIA Co. for last minute set up. It was only into the race calendar that Hospitality were eventually went around to the teams.
So, no. You hadn't seen Fred. You hadn't seen anyone. You were just grateful that your first race of 2023 was in the safety of Haas. Nico and Kevin were older and, therefore, a little more out of it when it came to driver drama. If they knew anything, they were old enough to be mature about it.
Though, that couldn't be the same of others from their generation. You were already losing sleep from the feelings that arose from seeing Daniel in Red Bull gear. It didn't help that the last time you two had spoken, things hadn't exactly been civil.
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You were on the stair-master. The clock on the machine read 37:48. The sweat was dripping off you.
Your grey jumper had darkened in shades, wet from the sweat. You kept your hands on your head as you stepped and stepped and stepped and stepped. Angsty rap music blasted into your ears. Tinnitus was likely to worsen, but you would take that over the shit storm that was currently breaking all over the Paddock.ย 
I understand that, without my agreement, Alpine F1 have put out a press statement late this afternoon that I am driving for them next year. This is wrong and I have not signed a contract for Alpine for 2023. I will not be driving for Alpine next year.ย 
Oscar hadnโ€™t even yet joined Formula 1 and he was already stirring trouble. That was a problem. For you. You were supposed to lay low. The whole point of this was to lay low and not drawing any attention to yourself. The agreement was that you could still be there if only in the role of Hospitality.ย 
And the idiot had tweeted that and then, ten minutes later, decided to follow you.
How he even found your Twitter was surprising? It wasnโ€™t very personal - your profile picture was solid black - so no fans would be able to recognise you. But the Paddock? The FIA and your bosses? They were raising confused eyebrows that Oscar Piastri would drop that bomb and then follow you.
You could already imagine what Otmar was going to say. God, the 2023 season hadnโ€™t fully started and you were already dreading walking into the Alpine home. And then Jos Verstappen was rumoured to be attending more races this year and who could forget about Daniel coming back to Red Bull? The universe apparently needed to give you some character development, it seemed.
Your legs ached, begging to stop. Your mind thought about pressing the red emergency button, to just end it. But you knew better. You knew this was all a mind game. Pain is an allusion. Keep going. Shit hurts but you push through. Keep going. Keep going. Keep fucking going. It's what you always told yourself. It's how you got yourself through everything. It's how you'll get through all of this. If you can push through the pain of the stairmaster, then you can push through the pain of anything. You had learned that pain was temporary and it was just a mind-game. You could always go longer than you thought possible. You just had to keep reminding yourself of that fact. So, right now, it was just practice. Each step you took right now was practicing the endurance of pain from this stairmaster fucking filling your legs. If you could get through this, you would be able to handle any drama in the future.
Unfortunately, drama walked through the door before you could make it through the current pain of said stairmaster.
Daniel Ricciardo stormed into the Driverโ€™s Only Gym, knowing all too well that this was where you would be. He had been the one to tell you about this fucking place in the first place. Before everything, you had always loved working out and exercise was part of the reason you two ended up as you did. Now, you didnโ€™t have the luxury you did before. You didnโ€™t have the lanyard.
So, now, you had to workout in the shadows.
That didn't mean Daniel didn't see you. Didn't hear you. Didn't know what you were doing every single day of every weekend the both of you avoided each other at the Paddock. He knew you still wore your sneakers according to the race location. He knew you still wore headscarves when in the Middle East and covered your tattoos when in Japan. He knew you still avoided Charles just he like he knew you still avoided him. He knew you.
So Daniel knew you woke up at 4am every day to work out. And after Zak Brown told him the news, he spent the night dealing with his spiralling career through a bottle of Jack Daniels. Then he had the idea to come out from the four walls of his hotel room and see you.
Because Daniel knew you had made your pancakes for the rookie, that fucking Oscar Piastri. And Daniel was one of the few people who knew, who fully understood just what that meant to you.
Drunk and emotional, Daniel planted himself right in front of the stair master. He stared at you, caught like a deer in headlights and got right to it.
โ€œYou must be fucking happy.โ€
It was the first time he had directly spoken to you in five years.
So it took you a second to process what was happening.
Daniel Ricciardo was right here, in front of you, at 4:50 in the morning as you sweated your body weight out through the repeated steps you took on the machine.
Suddenly you were aware that you had rolled yourself out of bed with a little less motivation than the norm. You had been extra tired, hitting snooze more than twice. You hadnโ€™t washed your face and you wondered if Daniel would be able to spot the stain of egg yolk on your hoodie. It had been some time since he had been this close to you and you were in bike shorts and currently on a bulk. Suddenly, you wished you were on a cut. Why did the one time he came this close to you had to be so big and puffy?
"Excuse me?" You found yourself saying, shifting one headphone off your ear. โ€œCan I help you?โ€
"Did you know?" Daniel asked. He didn't give you a chance to respond. "Of course you fucking did."
Without even thinking, you pulled the red plug your mind had obsessed over and jumped down. The pain was already here so there was no point going through any more than necessary. You looked up at Daniel, panting. He, too, was exhaling a little heavier than normal. Too angry and, judging by the smell of his breath, drunk to be stable.
There was no point lying to him. Aside from the fact that Daniel was emotionally charged (and drunk - and he got super passionate when he was drunk) you knew he would immediately pick up on it. You don't spend three years with someone and not know them like the back of your hand. And, unlike him, you can safely say that you hadn't really changed since 2018. If you lied, he would know.
"I signed a NDA, Daniel." You said simply, walking to your gym bag sat on the red bench. You picked up your bottle to take a sip, your throat dry. You tried to keep yourself calm and not shaky. Do my legs look too big? God, Please donโ€™t let me smell like BO. Your thoughts were still running rampant. Despite the extensive cardio, your body was buzzing from the anxiety of having Daniel so close.
Daniel. To think you had once been so deeply in love with the man stood before you.
"Fuck off." He spat. You recoiled. "No one gives a shit about that."
"I do." You said, trying to keep your voice from growing small. "Sorry I care about my job."
Daniel let out a sardonic laugh. You braced yourself, knowing what was to come. You had experienced this many times before during your fights. "What? Making coffee and fucking washing the dishes? Yeah, great job you got there, babe."
"Don't call me babe." You spat back. "And can you not be a dick for two fucking seconds, Daniel."
You said it. His name. When was the last time you had said it? It made you both take a second to process what was happening, to acknowledge how long it had been since the two of you had actually spoken to one another, how long since you had addressed the other as a human being that actually existed.
In that moment, Daniel finally seemed to lose a bit of anger and, instead, show a glimmer of vulnerability. "I lost my seat. I don't know what I'm going to do."
You looked down at your shoes at show of helplessness. New Balance 350s. Red and yellow. They had been on sale. You liked them for stable LISS circuits but hated the colour way. Now, they were the most interesting thing to look at.
Everyone knew that Daniel Ricciardo was always all smiles and that, no matter what, he was optimistic. Happy. He never showed any weakness.
Except, you had seen him when the smiles fell away and the laughter died. In the safety of your private hotel rooms and Daniel could just be, you saw him vulnerable, you saw him hurt, you saw him stress, worry, cry, swear and be open to how he was really feeling. Like right now.
โ€œDaniel Iโ€”โ€œ
"You didnโ€™t even think to fucking tell me."
You looked up at the change of tone and how he was frowning-- no, sneering at you. This made you change and any remorse, any pity, you felt for the man in front of you immediately vanished. You werenโ€™t in a hotel room. You were in the gym. And it had been five fucking years.
"Are you fucking blaming me right now?"You snapped back. "What the fuck do I owe you, exactly?"
"Iโ€™m the reason youโ€™re here!"
By now, your heart was racing. And not from the exercise. This, this was it. You finally had your moment to say it.
"Yes, exactly, Daniel. Youโ€™re the reason that I am, as you said, making coffee and fucking washing the dishes! If it werenโ€™t for you, we both know where I would be right now. But you got fucking scared of Max and blamed me for it!"
This hit a nerve. "I was not scared of Max! I outperformed Max!"
"Yes, on the weeks I fucking trained you!"
"Fuck me,โ€ Daniel was shooting straight daggers at you despite the wry grin on his face, โ€œdo you really think that was all you?"ย 
You put your hands on your hips and squared up to meet his eyes, narrowing your own. "Considering how your teammate took me on as a trainer and then became the number 1 driver, yes, I will take some fucking credit for that." Daniel's face dropped when you said it. And you knew it was a low blow, but you couldn't help the words before they tumbled out from your mouth. "The worldโ€™s fucking moved on from Monaco 2018. Maybe you should too."
"Fuck you!" He shouted.
"Fuck you!" You shouted back. You grabbed your phone and found yourself tapping onto a recent chat and speedily composing a text. You hated how your fingers shook. You also hated how you were texting for help.
"Well, clearly you havenโ€™t moved on from Monaco if youโ€™re bringing it up." Daniel said, no longer shouting, but his tone still as icily. "Youโ€™re going to be mad about that until the end of time?"
You closed your eyes and willed your eyes not to think of the image of him with her, the pain you felt walking in and seeing that. Instead, you opened your eyes and stared him dead in the eye and spoke as calmly as possible.
"Jos Verstappen will be coming to the races more often this year. That means I won't be able to work in the Red Bull garage. If I'm at AlphaTauri, do not fucking come."
Daniel ignored this, undeterred. Instead, he kept grinning down at you thinking he found something. "You seriously aren't over it, are you?"
"No, the memory of you putting your dick into another woman still keeps me up at night." You rolled your eyes despite how it still did admittedly hurt. You pretended it didnโ€™t and hoped he believed it. "Please stop thinking so highly of yourself. Remind yourself of why you're here, right now, talking to me."
Daniel's eyes narrowed and he opened his mouth to say something but the sound of the doors opening had him closing it. You grabbed your gym bag and finally made a move to turn around and escape the gym.
Ignoring the looks of one very confused Carlos Sainz as you breezed past him.
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"I have to go deal with idiots who canโ€™t tell me whatโ€™s wrong with the engine." Guenther said. You had brought forth two plates and slide two pizzas onto each.
"Here. For you and Nico." You said, knowing Nico would join the meeting about his car. "I'll bring a tray in a little bit for the rest of the engineers."
"Make me and Nico some coffee, please." Guenther said, taking the plates. "And pour in some fucking whiskey." You laughed and watched him disappear down the hallway of the offices set up. Haas' lack of financial support meant their motorhome was mediocre at best. Still, you loved being here more than anywhere else. It was the safest, really.
Wiping your hands on the towel, you went outside to where the coffee cart was situated. Another example of Haas' lack of funding was needing a Formula One coffee cart and not having an in house machine like everyone else did. You went about preparing the coffees like how you knew Nico and Guenther liked - as well as making yourself one while you were at it.
"No Real Madrid today?"
You found yourself jumping at the familiar Spanish lilt of the other Ferrari driver. Carlos Sainz was someone you never really paid any close attention to. He wasn't close enough to either Daniel or Charles' circles to ever have been on your radar. He had left Red Bull before you did and since he was Ferrari associated, it meant you never really had much to do with him.
Still, he was pleasant and nice. He always had been. He was one of those drivers that if word had spread to him - and it was very likely that it had - he didn't show it. Or care enough about it. Any time Carlos saw you around the Paddock, it was with a warm smile and a quick small-talk question about your thoughts on Real Madrid's latest match. But that was really ever it.
Until that time he had walked in at 5am to see you and Daniel Ricciardo screaming at each other.
"Uh, no. Liverpool was playing yesterday." You said, wondering if he knew you also cared about the Scouse team. Admittedly, you didnโ€™t have the same love for them as you did for the Spanish legends, but you couldnโ€™t have Egyptian heritage and not care about Mo Salah.
"You're Egyptian, no?" He asked. You focused on frothing the milk, unable to really look him in the eyes so soon after this morning.
"Yes." It was there in the mix, yes, but you really weren't up for explaining the complicated heritage of your ethnicity this morning. Looking at the milk circling in the silver jug, you realised your face was heating up. You were slightly surprised he even knew you were Egyptian in the first place. Unlike with Guenther or the splattering of other football fans in the Paddock, you and Carlos only ever had brief snapshots of Real Madrid small talk.
Still, this wasn't an odd conversation, you had to remind yourself. You were talking about the one thing you and him ever talked about. But, again, this was after Carlos had walked in to see you, a Hospitality worker, arguing with a driver.
"Please don't tell anyone about me being in the gym." You finally said, turning off the frother to gently tap the metal jar against the bench and settle the bubbles in the milk. "I could get into a lot of trouble since it's only for drivers."
Carlos waved a dismissive hand and shook his head. When it was clear he wasn't going to, you breathed a small sigh of relief. But then he leaned against the cart and you felt yourself starting to get anxious again. There was a quiet moment for a second as your poured the latte for Nico. Carlos' eyes followed your hands.
"I will say something if Ricciardo upset you." He said in a quieter voice.
You immediately shook your head and finally looked him in the eye. "Please don't. There's enough complication with... everything." You finished lamely.
"So I've heard." Carlos said.
You looked away. He knew.
"So then you'll know I don't need anymore complications." You said through gritted teeth, hating very much the confirmation that word had spread about what had happened.
"You haven't done anything wrong, though."
This caught you by surprise. It was the first time anyone - or, at least, a driver - had said those words to you. At the start, everyone had immediately pointed fingers at you. You were shunned and blamed. Some saw your position with the Formula One Group as part of Hospitality too light a punishment for what had happened. For the longest time, it was the confusion as to why everyone had reacted that way that did that hurt you. You hadnโ€™t thought you had done anything wrong. Not really. You struggled to understand why no one else saw it that way. Least of all any of the drivers that knew what had happened.
Hearing Carlos say that really threw you for a short second. Carlos even caught it. He said your name and you finally looked up at him when you heard him say your name.
"Sorry itโ€™s just - uh, Carlos, man.โ€ You laughed a dry laugh. โ€œYou're probably the only driver who thinks so."
"I'm not." Carlos crossed his arms. "I might be the only one who has said so, but if I've understood correctly... then I'm not."
You looked down at metal jug in your hand with the extra milk you had frothed for yourself. Suddenly, you didn't feel like any caffeine. Your anxiety was already through the roof.
"Do you want a coffee?" You asked, sounding, again, very lame as that was your response to Carlos' comment.
The Spaniard looked back down at the spoon and jug in your hands. He nodded. "Have you had one already?" You asked. He shook his head and so you went about pulling down another paper cup to make his piccolo.
"You remembered." He said, laughing slightly.
"First coffee is a piccolo. Second and third are black." You recalled his order. Carlos smiled at you as you poured the milk. "I know everyone's coffee orders."
You didnโ€™t catch how his smile lessened slightly at that.
You looked back at him and tried to ignore the thought of whether his kindness was exaggerated for your sake. A pity thing or something. Carlos accepted the coffee and then he actually offered a thank you in Arabic. You found your lips turning up hearing the marhaba on his Spanish tongue. โ€œEs un placer.โ€ You came back with his own native language.
You donโ€™t work in Formula 1 without picking up a few things here and there.
Hence how you could recognise the German swears that sounded from within the motorhome as Guenther suddenly appeared.
โ€œWhere is that Y/N? Liverpool fucking tops the league and thinks she can take her time withโ€” ah, you Ferrari fuckers!โ€ Both you and Carlos looked to where he had come up behind the driver and slapped a friendly pat on his back. โ€œTell Fred he canโ€™t have any pizza.โ€
โ€œPizza?โ€ Carlos asked and looked down at you. โ€œYou made your pizza?โ€
You didnโ€™t get a chance to respond before some Haas engineers appeared behind Guenther and called for you and him. Carlos took this as his sign - he was technically on Haas territory - and nodded at you and Guenther, holding up his piccolo in salute. Guenther had already taken the coffees youโ€™d made for him and Nico and disappeared behind the sliding doors. You made a move to follow when Carlos called out.
"I want to try some famous Y/N pizza!โ€ He said, turning on his heel as he walked backwards and called out to you.
You smiled and shook your head, walking back into the Haas home. You went back to the oven and set about plating up the pizzas to be a little more presentable to them. You also made sure to put some aside especially for Kevin. This was supposed to be for him.
You thought idly of saving some for Carlos when some Haas engineers you vaguely recognised walked past.
"Oh nice!" One engineer said, coming up and immediately reaching for one to stick it in his mouth. You watched him do the same blunder that Guenther did.
The other engineer, a woman with a thick Irish accent? was staring at you. Smug. "Damn, who got you smiling like that, missy?"
"What?" You asked, eyes going wide. You hadn't realised the wide smile on your face that was likely the direct result of one Carlo Sainz. Your face became hot again and it took every ounce of will to not seem affected by her words. โ€œNo one.โ€
"Mmm. If you say so.โ€ She said in a sing song voice. โ€œWell and me Mr Cool over here,โ€ she gestured to the the other engineer trying to breathe through the hot pizza, โ€œare heading to the garage now to see Kevin. Can we take them?"
"Yeah." You nodded. "Go ahead."
"Not saving some for anyone?"
"No." You shook your head firmly. "Take them all."
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gotham-daydreams ยท 1 year ago
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Ngl if I was poor neglected reader and i figured out that my old "family" were trying to get me back I'd simply promise one Lois lane an interview then go the fuck off and ruin the reputation. The proof would likely be there as none of them were ever seen at readers events. (And i doubt reader was often acknowledged at galas) Good luck getting anyone else to return them now lol.
Honestly, valid LMAO
Again, these spite posts crack me up and I love them!
Honestly that really isn't too bad of a plan, as, in the reader's position, you'd definitely have people to back up your claims too. People who are pretty well known too (even if I don't think most would be willing to talk shit about Bruce Wayne, realistically. Some might! You never know!), and as you've said, they also weren't seen at the performances as such either - and hell, maybe with the galas, it even got to a point where some people believed that the reader was just a special guest :]
Louis would also most likely take up the interview because:
1. The reader is a Wayne (technically, even if not by name).
And 2. Again, the reader is kind of well-known in the music world. Who knows? She might think about it.
Nevertheless, I can only see good things ahead upon taking such a path ๐Ÿ˜Œ
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simpingforthemm ยท 6 months ago
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Hello angel face ๐ŸŒท
I fell so head over heels in love with your writing ^-^
I was wondering if I could request a headcanon on dating Isaac from My life with the walter boys?
Sending you lots of love โ™ก
~ ๐Ÿงธ
dating isaac garcia headcanons
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a/n: omg not you making me blush ๐Ÿคญโค๏ธ thank you so much โค๏ธโค๏ธ and ofc! I really enjoyed writing this since Isaac is so asfjlskjk ๐Ÿ˜ I hope you enjoy!
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summary: what it would be like to date isaac garcia
โ€ข as we all know, Isaac is a total ladies man and he has girls all over town crushing on him
โ€ข but he's not searching for anything serious with any of them
โ€ข if he were to really get into a relationship, his girlfriend would have to stand out
โ€ข he wouldn't want to date someone who blindly falls for him without really knowing him
โ€ข he wants that slow-burn enemies to lovers typa shit ๐Ÿ˜Œ
โ€ข me personally I think Isaac would go for an outsider girl who's kinda mysterious
โ€ข also probably someone who has a good sense of style and an interest in fashion
โ€ข he wants a girl who doesn't just simply agree with everything he says or does, he wants her to call him out on his bullshit, scold him if he's being an asshole etc!
โ€ข bc even tho he loves all the attention he gets from girls and he loves when they swoon over him, that stuff can get boring real quick and he just wants someone to be real with him!
โ€ข when you first meet, you don't think much of Isaac
โ€ข you are of the opinion that he's arrogant af and extremely entitled
โ€ข he's the popular guy and you're just chilling with your small friend group, away from all the high school drama
โ€ข it's only when you're paired as lab partners in chemistry and have to sit next to each other that you're forced to talk more (forced proximity y'all ๐Ÿ˜Œ๐Ÿ˜Œ)
โ€ข you bicker for a few weeks, exchanging snarky comments
you: "you really have no idea what the periodic table is? fucking stupid ass himbo"
Isaac: "oh so you're saying I'm good looking? can't even insult me properly huh?"
you: "oh stfu"
โ€ข it's only until both of you burst out laughing at some stupid video the teacher showed you in class
โ€ข and both of you are looking at each other like ????
โ€ข "I didn't know you had a good sense of humor too?"
โ€ข then both of you find yourself more often than not laughing at the same things
โ€ข you start making jokes to each other in classes, still bickering with each other but the bickering turning more into play fighting??
โ€ข also now you don't despise having to work together as lab partners anymore
โ€ข sometimes you also purposely sit next to each other in different classes just because it's more fun together
โ€ข yet both of you would never admit that
โ€ข lots of people from school are surprised about your new acquaintance with Isaac bc what is this popular guy doing with this outsider girl?
โ€ข but Isaac doesn't care about what other people think bc you're actually really chill and fun to be around
โ€ข one day, Isaac decides he's sick of conversing with his admirers and finds that your bickering with him is far more interesting and also more intellectually stimulating (yes ๐Ÿ˜‚) than just having a bunch of girls stare at him with heart eyes swooning over him and just nodding at everything he's saying
โ€ข so at lunch he goes over to your friend group's table (actually just you and your two friend's table ๐Ÿ˜Œ) and asks if he can sit with you
โ€ข your two friends are like : ๐Ÿคจ๐Ÿคจ๐Ÿคจhim?
โ€ข but you're like: nah nah guys he's cool
โ€ข so you guys are just chilling together for lunch and he realizes what he's been missing out on!!
โ€ข he actually gets along with you and your friends so well bc y'all are also fashion mfs like him and not football ppl like his other friends lmao (tho he mostly hangs out with his cousins)
โ€ข after lunch he asks you if you want to hang out after school sometime and chill just the two of you, which surprises you but ofc you say yes
โ€ข on your first hangout you go to get matcha ๐Ÿต and talk about art (I could imagine that also being one of Isaac's interests) and fashion, also like your fav brands and stuff and how both of you want to model/design/study fashion etc. in your future
โ€ข you also deep talk about his dad a lil and how Isaac mostly grew up at the Walter's house bc his dad is in the army
โ€ข your hangouts get more frequent and soon you realize it's more than friendship for both of you and that you actually are like in love with each other
โ€ข both of you used to always chat during class and laugh together which you still do but now it's just with a little bit of tension and awkwardness bc you're now crushing on each other
"hahaha...yeah that was um... really funny๐Ÿ˜…haha"
โ€ข and somehow Isaac can't flirt with you like he does with other girls bc with the other girls it was never genuine, he didn't really care about them but with you it's like...
โ€ข he really likes you and he doesn't wanna f it up
โ€ข I think he would get a lil more touchy tho as he realizes he likes u
โ€ข for example: you're out at the cinema watching an indie movie together and he puts an arm around you
โ€ข you're like: you've never done that before ๐Ÿคจ๐Ÿคจ๐Ÿคจ
โ€ข but then you have to hide your blush bc omg!! ๐Ÿ˜ณ he just put his arm around you
โ€ข I feel like Isaac is a scaredy cat so he tells you he loves you over text ๐Ÿ˜ญ
โ€ข he doesn't even tell you he likes you first, bro just goes all out with the L word
โ€ข you've just woken up, it's like 6am on a Sunday and you see a text from Isaac from like an hour ago ๐Ÿ’€๐Ÿ’€
โ€ข "I think I'm in love with you lmao"
โ€ข and you immediately call him bc wtf???
โ€ข you ask him: "is this one of your jokes?" bc ain't no way are you gonna confess too only to be told it's a prank
โ€ข "no, no... it's true"
โ€ข "and you decided to tell me this over text?? literally wtf Isaac"
โ€ข then you're silent for a while and just say "I can't believe I'm about to say this on the phone but...I feel the same"
โ€ข then you meet up that same day and the second you meet you're literally laughing saying: "literally wtf Isaac"
โ€ข "sorry I, uh.. didn't know how else to say it..", he says awkwardly, looking away bc he's blushingg
โ€ข "well, it's fine because.. I love you too"
โ€ข Isaac literally perks up even though you've already said you feel the same, it's different hearing you say it in front of him
โ€ข then you guys have your first kiss which is literally life changing for Isaac because so far he's only ever kissed girls like for fun and not because he's fallen for them
โ€ข so this is a very new experience for Isaac
โ€ข you show up as a couple at school the next day and walk the hallways holding hands ๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿปโ€๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿผ
โ€ข everybody is confused and asks Isaac: "really? her?"
โ€ข he answers: "yeah, why? she's cool af?? and I'm literally in love with her??!!"
โ€ข so let's talk about your relationship
โ€ข you both match fits often and are basically the most stylish couple at school
โ€ข you also go thrifting together!
โ€ข you guys have a very strong emotional bond and talk about anything and everything literally
โ€ข you're his rock and his best friend, he tells you everything
โ€ข and by that I mean literally everything
โ€ข he also tells you about every prank he plans / has done and he also tells you about the putting bleach in Jackie's shampoo bottle prank
โ€ข which you immediately scold him for bc why is he putting that poor girl through this when she's literally still adjusting to the new life in the Walter's house after having to leave her home because her parents died?
โ€ข at school you go to Jackie to apologize for Isaac's behavior and offer to help with her hair, which she gladly accepts
โ€ข this leads to you and Jackie becoming best friends and to her joining your little friend group with your 2 friends
โ€ข (you guys are a better influence on her than Skylar and Grace)
โ€ข you also get invited to Walter family events, for example Will's wedding or Thanksgiving
โ€ข you can be a bit shy so you always cling to Isaac and Jackie whenever you're there
โ€ข But Katherine makes you warm up quickly with her good-hearted nature and you find yourself feeling comfortable in the Walter's home pretty soon
โ€ข you get along with Lee pretty well and you just fit in perfectly with the whole bunch
โ€ข your parents also love him bc he's literally your prince charming ๐Ÿ’•
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bizarrelittlemew ยท 1 year ago
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the saddest line in the trailer
at first I was too distracted by Stede's plunging neckline and gold earring to fully realize why this kept nagging at me but:
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"I've been a failure my whole life."
and the way he says it:
as a matter of fact, because he fully believes it โ€“ it's an integrated part of his self-image
to comfort someone else (presumably), meaning that even though it is sort of similar to Ed's "I'm not a good person" from s1e6, this scene doesn't seem to be about Stede getting comforted โ€“ he is just throwing that line in there
with the follow-up line of "It's not so bad once you get used to it," because he is used to being called a failure by everyone around him, even when he was a kid, so much that he doesn't question it
and yeah, Stede fucks up a lot and can be a bit air-headed/naive and overestimates his abilities (Stede's super high confidence vs. shit self-esteem is a central part of his character), often to the detriment of himself and everyone around him, but his biggest "crime" growing up was simply that he was different and didn't live up to the norms of masculinity. and this is what caused him to be made to feel like a failure by the world around him.
(putting the rest under the cut because I have a lot to say apparently lmao โฌ‡๏ธ)
idk it is just so sad that after everything that happened at the end of season 1, he still echoes his father's and the Badmintons' words when talking about himself (and his own "I'm not a pirate, I'm an idiot" from s1e1). he still has a lot of growth to do.
and while it's good that he embraces his own shortcomings (and I hope he stays a loser in many ways <3) and the show reinforces that you don't have to be perfect to be worthy of love/that you are worthy of love just as you are, it is just. idk SO SAD to hear him say that about himself so earnestly
but do you know who doesn't let Stede self-deprecate?
THIS GUY, FROM THEIR VERY FIRST DAY TOGETHER
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from telling Stede he isn't such a terrible pirate (at least he's alive), to not letting Stede call his own ideas stupid, Ed likes Stede for who he is WHILE not letting him talk bad about himself like that.
now we can't know who Stede is talking to in the scene in the trailer, just that it is someone with long dark hair:
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and it could be someone else (to me it doesn't look quite like Ed's hair, but the quality/lighting makes it difficult to tell), but if it IS Ed, it has the potential for him to (once again) go against Stede's negative self-talk ๐Ÿ˜Œ
I am so interested to see how this scene plays out and I REALLY hope we get a scene mirroring the bathtub scene (even if it's not this one) but with the roles switched โœŒ๏ธ
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errihaienx ยท 2 years ago
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HQ CAPTAINS : when someone tries to flirt with them โ™ก
(pre-timeskip , aged up characters)
quick disclaimer:ย these scenarios don't affect the original plot of the series.ย any information or events that contradict the original plot are purely fictional. (i do not own any of theย characters)
warning: could be suggestive (Terushima's) and some inappropriate/cuss words
๊œฐแด‡แด€แด›แดœส€ษชษดษข: ส™แดแด‹แดœแด›แด, แดœ๊œฑสœษชแดŠษชแดแด€, แด‹แดœส€แดแด, แดษชแด‹แด€แดกแด€, แด‹ษชแด›แด€, แด…แด€ษชแด„สœษช, & แด›แด‡ส€แดœ๊œฑสœษชแดแด€ (ษชษด แดส€แด…แด‡ส€) ๊œฑษชแด›แดœแด€แด›ษชแดษด: สœแดแดก แด›สœแด‡ส แดกษชสŸสŸ แด€แด„แด› แดกสœแด‡ษด ๊œฑแดแดแด‡แดษดแด‡ แด›ส€ษชแด‡๊œฑ แด›แด ๊œฐสŸษชส€แด› แดกษชแด›สœ แด›สœแด‡แด
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Doesn't really notice that someone is trying to flirt with him, or to be blunt he doesn't care.ย 
But he will unknowingly embarrass the girl
"Eh? Why are you clinging your handsโ€“ Oh! Y/n is always like that to me omfg she's so cute."
Your name can be heard all the time, so the bitches won't stand a chance. Every person he sees and interacts with fails to grab his entire attention since all he can think about is his woman.
If a girl comes up to him he'll think of: "Woah that hairstyle doesn't look good on this girl, OMG DID I JUST IMAGINED MY BABY WITH THAT HAIR?! SHE'S SO DAMN FINE IM GOING NUTS" he'll be smiling and the girl might think that it was because of her :/
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NO. JUST NO.
But okay, if someone will approach him he will walk out. But of course, if it's an important matter he will respond. And his response will be very dry
"I do not give my number so easily for Y/n's peace of mind, I shall take my leave."
Then he'll march his way to you, giving you a little smile acting like he didn't broke someone's heart just a minute ago.
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He's a cute flirt only to you though
So girls be throwing themselves at him, but he doesn't give a fuck.
If someone will talk to him especially when it's a girl, openly showing their attraction towards him, he will converse with them and if they'd confess or ask him if he's available he will politely reject them.
"You always look hot Kuroo-san..."
"Thanks"
"How about we meetโ€“"
"I am already deeply in love with someone. please excuse me."
He then turns around smirking, he's thinking of bragging it to you. He just wanna see your annoyed jealous face, he assures you that you're the only one for him.ย 
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Oh please the guy literally have fans
His supporters actually knows about his relationships, like every girl's name that he dated has their name and 'stats' on his fans' memos. The fans also concluded that his typical dating period with someone is 2-3 months.
He's very alluring, and he's also welcoming and so people think it's okay for them to flirt with him.ย 
You had a couple of arguments with him about this matter. And because he doesn't want that, he will try his best to avoid them.
"Oikawa-san! My birthday is coming could you go out with me?"
"Ohoho, Happy birthday! But I don't want to sleep outside so.......I won't. You can have Iwa-chan right here-"
*/got punched by hajime
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Despite of being straightforward, blunt, and gives off idgaf-with-your-feelings vibes he's still popular with girls
Even if the girl isn't done talking he'll leave immediately
He will simply tell them that he's in a relationship already, but that doesn't solve the situation. It ignites the girlies' desire to have him even more. He then eventually thought of a way on how he'll get rid of those kind of situations by involving one of the twins.
"You can ask me to be your date when Atsumu finally decided to leave volleyball alone."
"B-but Kita-san isn't that i-impossible?"
"That's the point."
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The man is fine asย  fuck so the girlies love him
He will politely turn down them, you know. Your man is good ๐Ÿ˜Œโœจโœจ
"You are the karasuno's Captain, right? Oh my! The whole team's hot but of course the captain is way more-"
"Ah, no... Please spare me."
Some even visit his afternoon club practices just to interact with him, taking advantage of the fact that you are not in the same school as him.
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This mf is a chick magnet
He has a habit of sticking out his tongue, and that's where his piercing prevails and with that girls flock around him.ย 
He kinda likes the attention but of course, he's only yours. you two had arguments about this too but with terushima's personality you just gave up and told him that as long as the girls respect his boundaries as someone's man it is fine for you.ย 
"OhmYgOsh tOnGuE pIerCiNg!?!? I bEt tHaT pIerCinG cOulD dO sO mUcH~ iT'sย  sO cOoL!"
"I know right!?! I can make Y/n scream with just this!"
"Lucky Y/n!"
"No no no no! I'm the lucky one, heck I love her so much!!"
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Pairings: Casey Novak x reader, Casey Novak x Alex Cabot.
Summary: Alternative ending...after finding out that Alex was still alive and after having the chance to talk to her, something changed in her once again, unsure of why life had taken Alex from her and when she found happiness again, decided to bring her back. Once again, things don't always go as we want them to...
A/n: โœจSURPRISEโœจ So, I did not expect a lot of you to actually be upset that Calex wasnโ€™t endgame, I thought people would like that Casey ended up with reader๐Ÿฅด So, sweet and genius anon sent me another request and here you have. So please let's all say "thank you sweet and genius anon", thanks to them, we have an alternative ending๐Ÿ˜Œ I hope I don't disappoint with this one haha. More to come guys, I'm working on everyone's requests. Hope you guys enjoy this, leave comments, hearts, whatever you like and reblog so this gets some love๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿป
Part 1.
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It had been a few months since Casey and Alex had seen each other again. Casey couldnโ€™t deny that after being upset and hurt that Alex had lied and had just left Casey to think that she was really gone, part of her was happy to know that she was still alive. She had tried to go back to her life and act as normally as possible, but her mind couldnโ€™t help but wonder what wouldโ€™ve happened if she hadnโ€™t moved on. If she had closed herself to the possibility of being alone for the rest of her life, then Alex walking back into her life. But then her mind was clouded with guilt. There was no denial that she was happy, everyone noticed it, everyone commented on it, she had seen the change in her life, and she couldnโ€™t deny the strong feelings she had for y/n. She was thankful that even in the darkest time of her life, y/n had been able to light it up at some point. And her mind and mind being split in two made her feel guilty and upset at herself.
As for y/n, she noticed the way Casey had turned quiet. She could sense the change in her attitude and the way she acted around the squad and y/n. Yes, she was still pretty much clinging to her, she was still pretty much being her silly self around y/n, but she could also tell that there was something bothering Casey, and she couldnโ€™t help but think about Alex. After Olivia told her who Alex had been for Casey, she couldnโ€™t help but feel guilty for persuading Casey, and also hurt to think that what they had was something special, something that no one could replace. Their time together had been everything, y/n hadnโ€™t been this happy in forever, and Casey had confessed the same thing, but y/n still couldnโ€™t take off her mind that maybe, just maybe, there was still a part of Casey that deeply loved Alex, after all, y/n could tell that Alex had been her first true loveโ€ฆ
โ€œEarth to y/n.โ€
Y/n snapped out of her trance and looked up at Olivia, offering a small smile as she saw the coffee in her hand. โ€œThanks.โ€ She said softly as she grabbed the coffee and took a sip of it.
Olivia sat on the desk and looked directly at y/n, sensing that there was something wrong. โ€œWhatโ€™s going on in that head of yours?โ€
โ€œNothing.โ€ Y/n simply said as she focused back on her computer, taking another sip of her coffee.
Olivia sighed softly. โ€œYou know better than to lie to me, y/l/n. So, are you gonna tell me or will I have to get it out of you?โ€
Y/n sighed as she looked back at Olivia, putting her coffee down. โ€œWhy do you think Casey actually accepted to go out with me?โ€
Olivia was taken aback by the question, but soon enough understood what this was about. โ€œWellโ€ฆshe was really into you. It had been a while since I had seen Casey acting like that for someone. So, Iโ€™m sure she accepted because she wanted you.โ€
โ€œOr she was just trying to get over Alex.โ€ Y/n snapped all of a sudden, feeling a pang of sadness.
โ€œIs this about Alex coming back?โ€ Olivia asked softly.
โ€œI know she was your friend. That she was loved by everyone here butโ€ฆโ€ y/n shook her head as she looked at her coffee. โ€œโ€ฆwhy did she have to come back?โ€ She whispered softly.
Olivia looked away for a moment before she looked back at y/n, placing her hand on her shoulder and squeezing it. โ€œWe needed her. It was a surprise to all of us that she was still alive.โ€
โ€œCasey was so upset, and then she justโ€ฆaccepted it, I guess. And now sheโ€™sโ€ฆโ€ y/nโ€™s voice broke slightly. โ€œโ€ฆshe changed.โ€
โ€œI know itโ€™s hard to think that Alex was someone important in Caseyโ€™s life. And like I said, it was really hard for Casey, she had some awful days. But you made it all better, y/n.โ€
โ€œAnd what guarantees me that she wonโ€™t regret being with me and sheโ€™ll try to find Alex?โ€ Y/n snapped again, her eyes getting teary as she looked up at Olivia. โ€œI feelโ€ฆbad. I feel guilty to think that I persuaded Casey when Alex was still alive. And the thing isโ€ฆthat I canโ€™t even hate Alex because sheโ€™s so nice.โ€
Olivia huffed a little, nodding her head. โ€œShe mentioned how nice it had been to talk to you when you took her to the hotel.โ€
Y/n nodded. โ€œI knew about her already, and even if I wanted to be upset, I couldnโ€™t. She was so nice and so sweet.โ€ She sighed.
Olivia placed her hand on y/nโ€™s cheek, making her keep staring at her. โ€œCasey loves you, y/n. I can tell. Casey wouldnโ€™t just pretend. Itโ€™s not her.โ€
Y/n nodded softly. โ€œI want to believe you, Liv. But itโ€™sโ€ฆhard when I see that sheโ€™s not acting like herself.โ€
Olivia nodded, but before she could say anything else, Elliot walked to them letting them know that they had a case. Y/n wiped away the tears that had left her eyes, taking another sip of her coffee before she followed Elliot. Olivia noted that sheโ€™d have to keep an eye on y/n, hoping that things wouldnโ€™t get hard from here.
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Y/n closed the door behind her and leaned her head against it for a moment. She took a deep breath before she dropped her bag on the floor and walked to the kitchen. She slowly walked to the kitchen as she rubbed her temple but stopped in her tracks as she found Casey sitting on the kitchen island on one of the stools. Casey turned to look at her and offered a smile, y/n returned a small smile and walked directly to the cabinets to grab a glass. Casey frowned as she saw each move y/n made. She took a deep breath and tilted her head slightly.
โ€œY/n?โ€ Casey whispered softly.
โ€œYeah?โ€ Y/n whispered back as she got the glass full of water, drinking all of it in one sip.
Casey sighed softly as she stood up and walked around the kitchen island to get to y/n. She wrapped her arms around her waist, pulling her close to her and kissing her shoulder. โ€œAre we okay?โ€ She whispered softly, there was a slight hint of sadness in her voice.
Y/n sighed softly and closed her eyes as she felt Casey kissing her shoulder. She placed her free hand on Caseyโ€™s arm and leaned back against her. โ€œWe are, Case.โ€
Casey sighed softly as she buried her face on y/n hair, closing her eyes as she breathed in her scent. โ€œIโ€™m sorry.โ€
โ€œSorry about what?โ€ Y/n whispered softly.
โ€œAbout Alex.โ€ Casey said softly, the name feeling weird as it left her lips but so familiar at the same time. โ€œI really didnโ€™t think this would affect me.โ€
Y/n sighed softly, leaving the glass on the counter, and turning in Caseyโ€™s arms. She rested her forehead against hers and placed her hands on Caseyโ€™s cheeks. โ€œI get it, Casey. Alex was someone important to you. Maybeโ€ฆeverything to you.โ€ She whispered the last words with a hint of sadness and jealousy. โ€œI canโ€™t blame you.โ€
โ€œBut itโ€™s not fair to you.โ€ Casey whispered back, pulling away enough to stare into her eyes.
Y/n nodded as she offered a small smile. โ€œItโ€™s not like youโ€™re running back to her. Youโ€™re still here.โ€
Casey offered a small smile. โ€œAnd Iโ€™m not going anywhere.โ€
Y/n smiled. โ€œYou better not. Or Iโ€™ll sue your ass.โ€
Casey couldnโ€™t help but chuckle softly. โ€œOh, really? And who would represent you, huh?โ€ She grinned softly as she pulled y/n closer.
Y/n shrugged as she grinned back. โ€œIโ€™ll probably get Donna or Sophie to represent me.โ€
โ€œNow thatโ€™s rude.โ€ Casey couldnโ€™t help but chuckle softly before she leaned in and pressed a sweet and tender kiss on her lips. โ€œYou know I love you, right?โ€ She whispered against her lips.
Y/n nodded softly as she pecked her lips repeatedly. โ€œI love you too.โ€
Casey smiled and kissed her nose softly. โ€œHow about we go out for dinner? My treat.โ€
โ€œSounds good to me.โ€ Y/n smiled softly as she kissed her lips one more time before she grabbed Caseyโ€™s hand in hers. โ€œLetโ€™s go because Iโ€™m starving.โ€ She chuckled softly.
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โ€œYouโ€™ve got to be kidding me.โ€ Casey snapped as she crossed her arms, staring at Elizabeth. โ€œIs this some sick joke or something?โ€
Elizabeth sighed as she sat back in her chair, shrugging. โ€œItโ€™s Moredock weโ€™re talking about, Casey.โ€
โ€œNot like I havenโ€™t gone against him before. Why is it so important now?โ€
โ€œWeโ€™re against a goddamn white suprematist. We know how Moredock pushes and tries to get what he wants. He might be able to actually win this if we donโ€™t get ahead of him.โ€ Elizabeth tried to keep her voice as low as possible, already sensing that Casey was about to start yelling any time soon.
Casey scoffed. โ€œAnd what? Iโ€™m not capable of doing this in my own?โ€
Elizabeth sighed as she looked at Casey. โ€œCaseyโ€ฆI know this is ideal for you. That thisโ€ฆโ€ she shrugged. โ€œโ€ฆthis is still a hard topic for us. But we need Alex.โ€
โ€œNo. You need Alex. I donโ€™t. Iโ€™m capable of continuing this trial without her.โ€
โ€œIโ€™m not doing this to get on your ass, Casey. Both of you can actually win this case. Sheโ€™ll be your second chair. Thatโ€™s all.โ€ Elizabeth leaned back in her chair as she sighed. โ€œHave you had someโ€ฆtrouble with y/n?โ€
Casey sighed as she sat on one of the chairs, nibbling on her lip for a moment. โ€œWe are okayโ€ฆbut I did have my moments.โ€
โ€œYou cannot help it.โ€
โ€œThatโ€™s what she said too.โ€ Casey sighed as she ran her fingers through her hair. โ€œIโ€ฆI love her, Liz. There is no denial in that.โ€
โ€œOh, I know that. But you also loved Alex. And itโ€™s not like you guys ended things. She died.โ€
โ€œShe left.โ€ Casey snapped. โ€œI know it was for her own safety. But she didnโ€™t die. She left.โ€
โ€œI thought you had forgiven her.โ€
โ€œI did. Which is why this is hard, and I cannot justโ€ฆwork with Alex as if nothing happened.โ€
โ€œYou and y/n are professionals, Casey. Act like one.โ€ Elizabeth put her glasses on and returned her focus to her paperwork. She then sighed and looked back at Casey. โ€œIโ€™m sorry. I truly am. But this is to get justice.โ€
Casey nodded. โ€œI know.โ€
Casey didnโ€™t say anything else, she simply got up and left her office. Her mind was spinning as she tried to think what she was going to tell y/n. She felt bad enough about this whole situation, she had spent the last weeks trying to show y/n that it was her she loved, that it was her she wanted, and the things she did, and her feelings were genuine. But she knew y/n was still insecure, and honestly Casey couldnโ€™t blame her. As she walked to her office, her heart dropped at the sight of a blonde-haired woman standing by her desk.
โ€œAlex.โ€ Casey simply said.
Alex turned to look at Casey and smiled softly. โ€œGuess Liz broke the news to you.โ€
Casey exhaled as she nodded, walking to her desk, and trying to avoid eye contact with Alex. โ€œShe did. I was just going to pick up my stuff and head to the squad room.โ€
Alex nodded. โ€œCan I come with you?โ€
Casey wetted her lips anxiously, turning to look at Alex for a moment, feeling like her heart was going to burst out of her chest. โ€œMaybe you should stay this one out. I need toโ€ฆโ€ she looked down at her briefcase trying to come up with an excuse.
โ€œTalk to y/n?โ€
Casey looked back at Alex, the mention of her girlfriend making her feel guilty all over again. โ€œYes.โ€
โ€œIโ€™m sorry that Iโ€™m making you go through this.โ€
โ€œItโ€™s notโ€ฆโ€ Casey sighed as she shook her head. โ€œAlex, itโ€™s complicated. Itโ€™s not like I hate you or donโ€™t want to ever see you again. I told you that youโ€™d always have a special place in my heart. And I meant it. Butโ€ฆitโ€™s hard.โ€
Alex nodded as she shrugged. โ€œI donโ€™t want to come between you and y/n.โ€
โ€œI know.โ€ Casey said softly. โ€œI donโ€™t want that either.โ€
Alex sighed. โ€œIโ€™ll check the files with Liz. And you can find me there once youโ€™re back.โ€
Casey nodded. โ€œSounds good.โ€ She said before she left her office, sighing loudly as she walked to the elevator.
Casey felt like she was between two walls, she felt even more confused and upset about this whole thing, more so with herself, how she was debating about this whole thing when she was sure that she loved y/n. But seeing Alex againโ€ฆfuck. As she arrived at the squad room, her eyes landed on y/n rapidly, and she felt her heart dropping at the serious look on her face. Y/n walked to her and tried to offer a small smile before she grabbed her hand and pulled her into an empty office.
โ€œYou heard, didnโ€™t you?โ€ Casey asked softly.
Y/n sighed as she closed the door, turning to look at Casey. โ€œCragen cracked the news just now.โ€
Casey sighed as she ran her fingers through her hair. โ€œYeah, I just had a meeting with Liz.โ€
Y/n tilted her head as she pulled Casey close to her. โ€œAre you okay?โ€
Casey nodded softly as she smiled. โ€œI am, I justโ€ฆโ€ she sighed. โ€œI donโ€™t want things to be weird between us.โ€
Y/n sighed softly as she placed her hand on Caseyโ€™s cheek. โ€œMy loveโ€ฆwe talked about this. I trust you and I know what Alex was for you.โ€
Casey nodded again. โ€œI know but still.โ€
Y/n nibbled on her lip for a slight moment as she stared at Casey. โ€œDo you think maybeโ€ฆwe should take a small break?โ€
Caseyโ€™s heart dropped as she stared at y/n. โ€œWhat?โ€
โ€œI donโ€™t mean this in a bad way. I just mean thisโ€ฆfor you to clear your mind, and donโ€™t feel pressured because of me.โ€ Y/n said softly.
โ€œNo, Iโ€ฆโ€ Casey shook her head. โ€œY/nโ€ฆโ€
โ€œWe are okay, Casey.โ€ Y/n smiled softly as she stroked her cheek. โ€œI still love you, and I always will. But I know youโ€™re debating with yourself in that pretty head of yours.โ€
Casey sighed as she looked down at the floor. โ€œIโ€™m sorry, this is justโ€ฆhard.โ€
โ€œI know.โ€ Y/n smiled softly. โ€œI gotta stay today going through the case. Iโ€™ll text you anyway, okay? And if you need anything, you know where to find me.โ€
Casey felt her eyes getting teary but nodded softly. She placed her hands on y/nโ€™s waist and pulled her close to her, kissing her lips softly. โ€œI love youโ€ฆI really do.โ€ She whispered softly against her lips.
โ€œI know.โ€ Y/n smiled as she kissed her lips again.
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โ€œHi, have you seen Liv?โ€
Y/n looked up and her heart stopped for a moment as she stared at Alex. โ€œOh, uhโ€ฆshe went for lunch, it was her turn to go.โ€
โ€œOh, got it.โ€ Alex cleared her throat. โ€œIโ€™ll uhโ€ฆcome back later then.โ€
Y/n nodded softly. โ€œAlright.โ€ She said almost in a whisper.
Alex sighed softly as she turned to look at y/n. โ€œIโ€™m sorry.โ€
Y/n looked back up at Alex as she furrowed her brows. โ€œSorry for what?โ€
โ€œBecause I know that I messed things up with you and Casey. And I didnโ€™t mean to. I really didnโ€™t. I didnโ€™t expect this to happen. I donโ€™t really know what I expected but I am really sorry.โ€ Alex said rapidly, almost running out of breath as she spoke.
Y/n sighed softly as she shook her head. โ€œAlexโ€ฆIโ€ฆknow. And I know you didnโ€™t do this on purpose. None of this was planned or anything, and I donโ€™t hate you or anything.โ€ She licked her lips anxiously, sighing again. โ€œIโ€™m justโ€ฆI do wish things couldโ€™ve stayed the way they were. And Iโ€™m alsoโ€ฆsorry.โ€
Alex shook her head. โ€œShe had a right to move on.โ€
โ€œI know. But still.โ€ Y/n offered a small smile. โ€œEverything is okay, Alex. I promise.โ€
Alex nodded as she offered a small. โ€œGood. I donโ€™t want us to be in bad terms or anything.โ€
โ€œWeโ€™re good. Andโ€ฆhappy to have you back. I know you and Casey will do amazing.โ€
Alex smiled. โ€œThank you.โ€
Y/n watched Alex go and she took a deep breath before she exhaled, feeling her body relax not even noticing that she had been holding her breath and that she was tense. She shook her head softly as she went back to her computer and tried to focus back on what she was doing, but she still couldnโ€™t get out of her head everything that was happening. What if the universe really didnโ€™t want them together and Alex kept coming back because they were supposed to be together? The way Olivia had talked about Casey and Alex the first timeโ€ฆit sounded like they were meant to be and there had been an inconvenience that had stopped them for a moment, and then there she enteredโ€ฆwas she an inconvenience too?
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Casey nibbled on her lip as she stood outside the courtroom, she had already talked to Elliot, Alex and even Moredock had joined the conversation. But there was no sign of y/n, and for a moment she feared that she wouldnโ€™t show up anymore, or maybe she had been distracted with Olivia with something about the case, orโ€ฆmaybe she just didnโ€™t want to see her. Casey sighed softly as she leaned back against the wall, looking at her watch over and over again. And then just as she turned to look at the elevator, her heart started beating hard as she noticed y/n walking to her. Casey smiled softly as she walked to y/n, meeting her halfway.
โ€œYou came.โ€ Casey said softly.
Y/n nodded as she smiled. โ€œI told you Iโ€™d come.โ€ She placed her hand on Caseyโ€™s shoulder. โ€œAre you okay?โ€
Casey nodded. โ€œYes. I meanโ€ฆitโ€™s stupid if we lose to be honest.โ€
โ€œI really believe you couldโ€™ve won this on your own.โ€ Y/n grinned softly.
Casey chuckled softly as she nodded. โ€œThank you.โ€ She wetted her lips anxiously as she stared into y/nโ€™s eyes. โ€œY/nโ€ฆcan Iโ€ฆโ€ she sighed. โ€œCan I please-โ€œ
โ€œCase, weโ€™re starting.โ€ Elliot called out for Casey as he walked inside with Alex.
Casey turned to look at them before she groaned softly and turned back to y/n. โ€œWell, I guess-โ€œ
Y/n placed her hand on Caseyโ€™s cheek and leaned in to kiss her lips softly. She took a moment, not caring that they had to go inside already. She then smiled softly against her lips, pulling away enough to look into green eyes. โ€œYou got this, Case.โ€
Casey smiled softly, leaning into y/nโ€™s hand for a moment. โ€œThank you.โ€ She whispered softly before they walked inside the courtroom.
The squad could feel the tension in the whole courtroom, it wasnโ€™t unusual for this to happen, but this case specially had taken a toll on everyone. Y/nโ€™s eyes were fixated on Casey the whole time, something in her mind telling her that something was wrong. She suddenly started feeling anxious, her leg bouncing and her fingers fidgeting with the hem of her blazer. She kept staring at the defendantโ€™s side and back to Casey and Alex, something didnโ€™t sit right but she couldnโ€™t quiet tell what. Elliot noticed this as he sat beside her, furrowing his brows as he looked over to where y/n kept looking at and then looking back at her. At first, he didnโ€™t say anything, focusing on the trial and what they were saying, but he couldnโ€™t help but worry about the way y/nโ€™s demeanor had suddenly changed. He carefully and slowly placed his hand on her bouncing leg, getting her attention and helping her snap out of her trance.
Elliot leaned in so he could whisper in her ear. โ€œEverything alright?โ€
Y/n sighed softly as she leaned in too. โ€œI donโ€™t know. I feel like something is not right.โ€
Elliot furrowed his brows. โ€œAbout what?โ€
Y/n looked back at the defendantโ€™s side, and then back at Elliot. โ€œMaybe itโ€™s just me butโ€ฆI donโ€™t know.โ€
Elliot nodded. โ€œWeโ€™ll keep an eye, okay? Donโ€™t worry.โ€ He grabbed her hand in his and squeezed it, offering a small smile.
Y/n returned the small smile and looked back at Casey, sighing softly. She tried to focus back on what they were saying, happy that the judge had taken Casey and Alexโ€™s side but also trying to keep her eye on everyone around. The time seemed to slow down at some point, feeling the whole tension around, making her anxiety increase even if she was trying to hide it. She kept looking around with Elliot, making sure to also let Munch and Fin know that they were keeping an eye on everyone. But then, what had felt like time had slowed down, suddenly changed when she caught Kyle standing up, and before she knew, he pulled a gun out of his pocket.
โ€œRace traitor!โ€ Kyle screamed, and suddenly the whole courtroom was filled with screams and shots.
Y/n stood up rapidly, getting her gun out and trying to get to Casey as soon as possible, but Kyle had gotten there first, holding the gun against Caseyโ€™s head. Y/n felt like once again, time had stopped, and everything was in slow motion as she screamed for Casey. She pointed the gun at Kyle and heard Munch telling him to drop it but then another shot went off, making y/n turn to see they had hit Munch. Next thing she knew, Kyle pushed Casey to the floor and fired another shot directed at Elliot, and then he saw the way he turned directly to Alex who was about to walk to Casey. Without even thinking, y/n moved Alex out of the way and dropped to the floor as she got hit, groaned at the burning pain coursing through her body.
โ€œY/n!โ€ Casey yelled as she crawled to y/n. โ€œNo, no, no. Y/n. Baby.โ€ She cradled her head in her lap, and tried to find where she had been shot, gasping as she noticed it had been near her heart. โ€œNo, no. Baby, you need to stay with me.โ€ Her hand went to y/nโ€™s cheek, trying to get her to look up at Casey. โ€œAlex, I need help!โ€ She screamed desperately as she felt tears rolling down her cheeks.
Alex got on y/nโ€™s side rapidly and pressed on the wound, earning a guttural scream from y/n. โ€œI know, Iโ€™m sorry! I need to stop the bleeding.โ€ She looked at Casey and tried to look back to find anyone who could help, when she figured out, they were down, she started yelling. โ€œSomeone call 911!โ€
Casey looked back down at y/n, feeling a knot in her throat and her chest heaving. โ€œY/n, please stay with me. Please. I need you to stay with me. Help is coming.โ€
Y/n coughed, blinking rapidly as she tried to keep her eyes on Casey. โ€œC-Caseโ€ฆโ€
โ€œIโ€™m here, baby. Iโ€™m right here.โ€ Caseyโ€™s voice broke as she stared down at y/n, stroking her cheek softly. โ€œKeep your eyes open for me.โ€
โ€œI canโ€™tโ€ฆโ€ y/n whispered softly. โ€œHurts.โ€
โ€œI know it hurts. But you need to stay with me.โ€
Y/n did everything in her power to smile, her eyes locked on green ones. โ€œI-I love you, Caseyโ€ฆs-so much.โ€
Caseyโ€™s eyes widened as she shook her head. โ€œNo. Donโ€™t do that. Donโ€™t you fucking dare do that.โ€
โ€œMโ€™sorry.โ€ Y/n felt tears rolling down her eyes, trying her best to not close her eyes. โ€œYouโ€ฆyou are the l-love of my life.โ€ She smiled softly. โ€œAnd donโ€™tโ€ฆdonโ€™t say I am too.โ€ She huffed a weak chuckle. โ€œIโ€™m okay withโ€ฆknowing that Iโ€ฆthat you l-loved me.โ€
Casey nodded. โ€œI love youโ€ฆso much.โ€ Her voice broke as she spoke, sobbing quietly as she kept stroking her cheek.
Y/n nodded, turning her head to look at Alex. โ€œS-Stop.โ€ She placed her hand on top of Alexโ€™s.
Alex shook her head, trying to keep y/nโ€™s hand away. โ€œWhat? No! Help is coming! Y/n donโ€™t give up! Stay awake for Casey!โ€
Y/n smiled weakly, trying not to choke as she started coughing blood. โ€œAlexโ€ฆt-take care of Casey. P-Please.โ€ She said softly.
Alex looked at Casey for a moment, blue eyes meeting green ones, before she returned her stare to y/n. โ€œY/n, donโ€™t say that. Donโ€™t-โ€œ
โ€œPromise me.โ€ Y/n pleaded as tears rolled down her cheeks.
Alex took a shaky breath before she nodded. โ€œI promise.โ€ She whispered softly, offering a small smile.
โ€œGoodโ€ฆโ€ Y/n smiled weakly before she turned to look at Casey again, finally letting her eyes closed.
Casey shook her head, sobbing loudly. โ€œNo! Y/n wake up! Please! Someone help!โ€
Alex felt tears rolling down her eyes as she stared at y/n. At Caseyโ€™s screams, she moved beside Casey and wrapped her arms around her. โ€œCaseyโ€ฆsheโ€™s gone.โ€
Casey sobbed uncontrollably as she held onto y/n but leaned over Alex. She was living in a nightmareโ€ฆagain.
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Alex knocked on Caseyโ€™s door softly, offering a small smile as she leaned over the doorframe. โ€œHey.โ€
Casey looked up at Alex and smiled sadly. โ€œHi.โ€ She whispered softly, looking back down at her hands. โ€œHow did you know I was here?โ€
โ€œOlivia and Elliot went over your place and didnโ€™t find you there.โ€ Alex shrugged. โ€œYou always stayed longer in your office if you needed to. Or Iโ€™d find you at the cages.โ€ She grinned a little.
Casey huffed a weak chuckle. โ€œNot really in the mood to go to the cages, but eventually.โ€ She said softly, nibbling on her lip as she tried to hold back her tears. โ€œY/n always said how she wanted to die as a hero.โ€ She shook her head. โ€œI always told her she was an idiot for saying that. Andโ€ฆshe did die as a hero.โ€
Alex nodded as she sighed, walking inside Caseyโ€™s office, and leaning over her desk, looking down at her. โ€œI shouldโ€™ve paid more attention.โ€
Casey shook her head. โ€œShe wouldโ€™ve done it for anyone. Donโ€™t blame yourself for that.โ€ She looked up at Alex, offering a small smile. โ€œYou tried to help.โ€
Alex nodded. โ€œYou know thatโ€ฆI willโ€ฆkeep my promise, right?โ€
Casey only stared at Alex, not sure what to say or do. She then looked down at her hands again, fidgeting with her fingers. โ€œI know.โ€
โ€œIโ€™m gonna be a pain in the ass.โ€ Alex said a little playfully, trying to lighten up the mood even if she knew Casey was heartbroken.
Casey couldnโ€™t help the small smile that appeared on her face. โ€œYou were always a pain in the ass.โ€ She looked back at Alex and stared at her for a moment again. โ€œYou wonโ€™tโ€ฆleave?โ€
Alex shook her head. โ€œLiz offered me a spot here. Myโ€ฆold spot.โ€ She smiled. โ€œWellโ€ฆyouโ€™re the main ADA, butโ€ฆIโ€™m gonna be helping you.โ€
Casey felt her heart stopping for a moment but couldnโ€™t help the smile on her face. โ€œGood.โ€
Alex nodded and then stood up, offering her hand. โ€œCโ€™mon.โ€
Casey furrowed her brows. โ€œWhat?โ€
โ€œIโ€™m 100% sure that you havenโ€™t eaten anything.โ€ Alex raised her brow. โ€œSo, cโ€™mon.โ€
Casey sighed softly as she grabbed Alexโ€™s hand. โ€œYour treat?โ€
โ€œOf course. Anything you want.โ€ Alex smiled softly, squeezing her hand before she dropped it.
โ€œItโ€™s gonna be a big bill then.โ€ Casey grabbed her stuff and followed Alex. She turned to look at her office for a moment and sighed softly before she closed the door.
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โ€œCโ€™mon, weโ€™re gonna be late!โ€ Alex yelled as she grabbed her stuff, cursing under her breath as she noticed she now had her hands full of bags and she still needed to put on her coat.
โ€œAlex, itโ€™s 7:15 am. We have time to get there.โ€ Casey chuckled softly as she looked at Alex and grabbed some of the bags she had in hand. โ€œGo get your coat on, nerd.โ€
Alex furrowed her brows. โ€œHow am I a nerd for wanting to leave early?โ€ She scoffed.
Casey shrugged. โ€œStill a nerd.โ€ She grinned as she leaned in and kissed her lips softly. โ€œWhat is she doing anyway?โ€
Alex shook her head as she sighed, walking to the stairs as she grabbed her coat. โ€œHarper Grace Cabot! You better get down here or no ice cream after school!โ€
Casey chuckled as she stood beside Alex, leaning in and kissing her cheek softly. โ€œYou know thatโ€™s not true, youโ€™ll take her anyway.โ€
โ€œSheโ€™s my little princess, how can I not?โ€ Alex grinned softly, turning her head to the stairs as she heard footsteps.
โ€œCominโ€™! Cominโ€™!โ€ Harper suddenly jumped and skipped the last two steps, standing right in front of Alex and Casey, smiling softly at them. โ€œMama, dโ€™you like what mommy did to my hair? I look like a real princess!โ€ She said as she turned to show Alex, showing her soft redhead curls falling perfectly on her shoulders.
Alex chuckled softly as she leaned down to kiss her forehead. โ€œYou always look like a princess, babygirl. But specially today! You look beautiful. Mommy did a good job.โ€
Harper giggled as she nodded, grabbing her coat and then her backpack. โ€œMommy, I know you say not to go to the closet, but I was lookinโ€™ for my blue dress and Iโ€ฆfound this.โ€ She got a picture out of her pocket and handed it to Casey.
Casey took it and her heart dropped as she noticed it was a picture of y/n with Casey, one of the first times they went to the bar with the squad, Olivia had taken the picture. She turned to look at Alex, unsure if it was right or not to talk about y/n. After y/nโ€™s death, Casey felt once again that she had lost herself, but this time, she let everyone around her help her, not letting her sadness take over her like last time. Unsure at first, she let Alex back in her life, the started having a routine again of going out for lunch, spending time in each others' offices just going through their files, and every now and then going for a drink. It wasnโ€™t Alexโ€™s intention to try again with Casey -at least she didnโ€™t want Casey to think that was her purpose- but she wanted to keep her promise to y/n.
After a year or so, they both had finally agreed that they wanted to see where things could go, Casey hesitated a lot, but eventually, she let her heart open one more time, and thankfullyโ€ฆthis time, was the right time. Now, seven years later, they had bought a beautiful house, had tried to get pregnant, which at the end, it was decided that Casey would go through the procedure, and had their beautiful baby girl with beautiful red hair and blue eyes. Casey had felt bad and guilty when she had started dating Alex again, but she knew in her heart that it was the right decision. In Caseyโ€™s heart, she admitted that she loved y/n endlessly, she had been her lover, her sunshine through the darkness, but she figured out that at the end of the dayโ€ฆAlex had been the love of her life. It took her a while to accept it, but eventually, she came to terms with it.
Alex smiled softly as she looked back at Harper. โ€œShe was someone special for mommy. A very special person.โ€ She turned to look at Casey.
Casey smiled softly as she looked at Alex, her whole body warming. She then turned to look at Harper and nodded. โ€œShe was part of my life for a few years, and she was someone very special. I keep her close to my heart.โ€
Harper smiled softly. โ€œI wish I could met her.โ€
Alex chuckled softly as she knelt down and fixed her coat. โ€œI could have met her. But yesโ€ฆshe was a nice and kind person.โ€
Casey stared at both of them for a moment, as if she wanted to take a mental picture of this very moment. Y/n wouldโ€™ve loved her nameโ€ฆshe always mentioned that Grace was her favorite name, and Alex was happy to give it to their daughter. Y/n wouldโ€™ve loved to meet her too. Casey took a deep breath before she put the picture in her briefcase, kneeling down too and wrapping her arms around both Alex and Harper.
โ€œWell, princess. We gotta get to school now. If you want to walk in the park for a bit, we gotta go now.โ€ Casey grinned softly.
โ€œThe park! Yes! Lessgo!โ€ Harper ran to the door and opened it, waiting outside and yelling for her moms.
Casey stood up along with Alex, smiling softly at her. โ€œThank you.โ€
Alex smiled, wrapping her arm around Casey. โ€œShe was someone special. And thatโ€™s how she should be remembered.โ€
Casey nodded softly, leaning in, and kissing her lips softly. โ€œLetโ€™s go.โ€ She said softly as she grabbed Alexโ€™s hand and pulled her to the door, laughing as she saw how excited her daughter was.
Casey thought she could never open her heart to anyone else after what she had gone through in the past, but she was lucky enough to say that she had been loved by a sweet and kind person, and now, she was still being loved by the love of her life. Even if sometimes things don't go the way we want them to, thereโ€™s always a chance that things will be for the better.
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cherryxsapphic ยท 10 months ago
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So I heard the children were hungry for Miss Delight content well I'm here to serve ๐Ÿ˜Œ
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A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)
At first, sheโ€™s very closed off and sometimes passive-aggressive because youโ€™re unfamiliar, and sheโ€™s honestly just scared. Once you manage to coax her out of her shell (heh), sheโ€™s very touchy and wants to make sure youโ€™re taking care of yourself to the best of your abilities. Being an anatomy teacher, she knows how much youโ€™re supposed to be eating and sleeping, and if she finds out youโ€™re lacking in either, you will never hear the end of it.ย 
She will force you into self-care and snuggle with both the most threatening grin and the kindest eyes you have ever seen. Although she herself doesnโ€™t really need sleep, she will lie down with you just to be near you.
B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)
Definitely the mom friend. Sheโ€™s got snacks literally everywhere you can think of and will not hesitate to pull one out if you need/want one. In her shirt pocket, she carries granola bars and maybe a bandaid or two in case youโ€™re accident-prone (like me oop-)
Gives the best advice too. Having relationship trouble? She's right there with solutions or just an ear to listen.
Don't know what to make for dinner? She's got cookbooks you can look through.
Want someone to come with you to the grocery store? Sure, just give her a second to grab the suitcase she calls a purse.
C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)
I like to think that despite Miss Delightโ€™s body being mostly plastic, she still runs pretty cold, so every chance she gets, she wants to sap your warmth like a cumbersome house cat.
At night, once you lay down to go to sleep, she is all over you. You alternate between spooning and laying on each other's chests, trying to be as close to each other as possible. During the hotter months, she makes do with just holding your hand.
D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)
Homegirl absolutely cannot cook, please for the love of god, DO NOT let her in the kitchen EVER.
But besides that, Miss Delight is very good at cleaning! While you handle the cooking and do your best to help her in any way you can, especially after she deals with so many kids daily, girly deserves a rest.
E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)
Simply impossible. You would have to die before thinking about breaking up with her.
F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quickly would they want to get married?)ย 
Marriage isn't really something Miss Delight would think about at first. She's happy just to be together with you because she loves you. She would still be perfectly content being your domestic partner if it never came up.
If you call her your wife, even lightheartedly, she would probably laugh along with you, but that might get the gears turning, and you would sit down to talk about it a while later.
When you propose, she wouldnโ€™tย  want a huge flashy event like at a restaurant. A romantic date night at home with her favorite meal by candlelightย  would be her dream proposal.
She wouldnโ€™t want a huge flashy ring because honestly, it's a bit much. Instead, she'd most likely go for a smaller solitaire diamond or just a simple gold wedding band.
ย G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)ย 
Physically, she may not fully grasp just how strong she is until she hurts you by complete accident. Once she realizes, sheโ€™s incredibly apologetic and is willing to do anything to make it up to you.
Emotionally, sheโ€™s extremely fragile because of everything sheโ€™s been put through in the last ten years or so. Some days are easier than others, but other days she will be so riddled with anxiety and stress that all you can do is sit with her and let her know she's okay.
H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)ย 
Once she warms up to you, sheโ€™ll velcro herself to your hip. Sheโ€™s spent 10 years by herself, so she is extremely touch-starved and will take advantage of all your time together.ย 
Because sheโ€™s mostly plastic (with the exception of her torso, which is strangely body temperature), sheโ€™s a strange combination of temperatures and textures, so it was weird to get used to at first.
I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)
It would be one random night, probably after dinner. The two of you are cuddled up on the couch, not really paying attention to what's on TV.
She keeps glancing up at you and looking away, almost like she's worried about something. So, you nudge her and ask what's up.
Miss Delight is silent for a second before whispering, โ€œI uh, I think I love you,โ€ and immediately looks down at her nails as if trying to pretend she didn't just say that.
Youโ€™re still looking at her, and you wrap your arm around her a little tighter. You lean down and place a gentle kiss on the top of her head before whispering a soft
โ€œI love you too.โ€ย 
J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when theyโ€™re jealous?)
Being the youngest out of all her sisters, competition over everything was seen as normal. She could handle jealousy like a pro until you came into the picture.
Now if another woman so much as breathes near you, she's pissed. If she could, she would keep you at home all to herself, but instead she will shoot that woman the nastiest glare she can muster and just will her into going away.
You'll talk about it after you get home, and she will think she did absolutely nothing wrong and was just protecting what's hers. Of course, you can't really be mad at her, so with a few kisses, she is forgiven for her mile-wide possessive streak.
K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)ย 
Imagine kissing the edge of your sink, but it presses back. She has no lips, but sheโ€™ll use her chompers to the best of her ability to give you all the kisses you deserve. Her favorite place to kiss you would be your neck cause she has a biting kink real <333
She would also enjoy neck and forehead kisses from you, especially if you're sitting in her lap so she can wrap her arms around you.
L = Little ones (How are they around children?)ย 
Homegirl is a teacher, sheโ€™s gonna be the best around kiddos of any age.ย 
M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)ย 
Usually, you would wake up alone simply because sheโ€™s an early riser and canโ€™t stand to be idle for too long. Sheโ€™ll gently shake you awake and hand over a piping hot cup of coffee, just how you like it (she hates energy drinks and scolds you if you start your day with one)
If, by some miracle, you manage to crawl out of bed before her, she loves when you rouse her with gentle butterfly kisses all over her face (bonus points if youโ€™ve got a plate of eggs and bacon with you)
N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)
At first, she wouldnโ€™t really know what to do with you. Miss Delight has spent a long time just watching and patrolling, so she would continue the habit regardless of your presence there. After you two get to know each other, she starts lingering closer to your room, almost like sheโ€™s guarding you. Gradually, sheโ€™d start laying down with you and not quite sleeping, but she enjoys resting with you. It gives her a sense of normalcy.
O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)
As a teacher, she knows how to share personal stuff without making it personal, if that makes sense. It would take some time to get her to open up truly, and even then, some topics are absolutely off the table.
Should you accidentally mention one of the topics she won't talk about, like how the cracks in her face got there, or her sisters, or where she happened to be in August of 1995, she'll completely shut down and won't speak for a good few hours.
P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)
You would think that because she's a school teacher, she has the patience of a saint. You'd be correct, but that only applies to little kiddos.
If you're an adult acting dumb or wasting her time on purpose, she won't hold back, and you'll probably get something between a pointed glare and an all-out verbal lashing.
Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or forget everything?)
Her brain is like a sponge; if she deems the topic important enough, she will absorb every bit of information she can.ย 
You just so happen to mention your favorite song? She'll memorize the lyrics on the same day.
Mention a dish you happen to like? Well, she can't cook for shit, but she will memorize a recipe to help you make it.
Miss Delight will learn your routine down to the average time you wake up in the morning so that she can make fresh coffee for the two of you to enjoy.
R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)
As clichรฉ as it is, her favorite moment would be your first kiss. She had gone to extreme lengths to make sure everything was perfect for the two of you.
She had ordered your favorite takeout and set it up nicely on the dining room table, went out and bought a nice bottle of wine for you to share, and she even put on a touch of makeup for confidence.
You had come home and had probably the worst day ever. Your coworkers were just piling more and more shit on top of you, and your boss expected everything to get done. By the time you left, you were ready to just collapse into bed, dinner be damned.
When you walked in the door, you were greeted by Miss Delight standing next to the table, which was covered in your favorite food. She grinned and asked how your day was while stepping closer to take your coat off. God, you loved it when she did stuff like this.
With your coat now off and in her hands, you wrapped your arms around her shoulders and pulled her into you for the warmest hug you've had in years. You lean up and gently place your hand on her cheek before whispering about how good she looks, how much you missed her, and how nice she was for surprising you like this.
โ€œW-well, I wanted it to be perfect.โ€
โ€œWanted what to be perfect, love?โ€
โ€œThis..โ€ย 
She whispered and leaned in to give you probably the sweetest kiss you've ever had.
S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)
Miss Delight and Barb would literally kill someone if they upset or, god forbid, harmed you in some way. She's definitely up there on the protectiveness scale.
Miss Delight is a very anxious creature, so she would definitely like to avoid dangerous situations now that she's in a good place with you. If something bad were to happen, she could step up but would definitely prefer if you either stood in front of her to shield her or wrapped an arm around her shoulders.
T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)
Miss Delight absolutely loves to go all out for everything. As mentioned with your first kiss, she set up the perfect date night because she wanted to do something nice for the two of you.
Anniversaries would be something very special to her, considering the fact that you might as well be her soulmate at this point. Both of you will go all out for this celebration, calling out of work and spending the entire day with each other.
This also goes for holidays as well, especially like Christmas or Valentine's Day, because imagine sitting with her and making cute little Valentine's Day decorations to hang around the house or decorating the Christmas tree like girly goes all out.
U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)
She bites, but not even in a sexual way most times. She just thinks thatโ€™s a normal way to show affection, and it has left you bruised numerous times (not that some of you would mind)
Miss Delight also leaves coffee cups and dishes EVERYWHERE. If she takes one with her to the bathroom or her home office, she will absolutely leave it there. If she takes a travel mug to her classroom, you are never seeing it again.
Your good plates? Youโ€™d better keep those in the dining room. Otherwise, you might sit on one that she LEFT ON THE FUCKING COUCH BEFORE BED, GOD DAMMIT!!
V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)
Miss Delight puts on a faรงade of not really caring what she looks like, but every so often, youโ€™ll catch glimpses of her looking in a mirror. Sheโ€™ll be staring at her cracked face, wondering if thereโ€™s anything that can be done or if sheโ€™ll be stuck looking broken forever.ย 
When you catch her in one of these moods, you always take your time to comfort and reassure her that she's beautiful (which she is) and that you will always love her no matter what she looks like.
W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)
Absolutely she would. You are quite possibly the best thing that has happened to her, and now that she's got you, she finally has someone to rely on and help care for her.
If you left, she would be torn apart mentally. The heartbreak might be enough for her to completely snap.
X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)
Miss Delight likes to jumpscare you sometimes. By standing still in a dark hallway or grabbing you from behind whenever you're not looking, she thinks it's funny, and your screams are really cute too!
Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldnโ€™t like, either in general or in a partner?)
As previously mentioned, she does not like energy drinks and will scold you if she catches you drinking one.
She hates cigarettes too, especially the smell and how bad they are for you.
Also, if you have a habit of cracking your neck, back, or knuckles, she won't say anything, but she hates the sound. When you do it, she'll stop what she's doing just to turn and glare at you.
Z = Zzz (What are their sleep habits?)
She doesnโ€™t need to sleep. She didnโ€™t for a long time until she met you. When you first laid down to go to sleep, she watched over you to make sure nothing messed with you. As time went on, she got more and more curious until she worked up the courage to ask if she could lie down with you; you just looked so warm and cozyโ€ฆ
She rested peacefully for the first time in over ten years that night.ย 
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Special thanks to my beloved @s1nful-sa1nt this probably would not have ever gotten out without them, so I love you very much <33
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lambilegs ยท 26 days ago
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reader who is a complete simp for lee and feels the need to constantly tell her how hot she is ๐Ÿ˜Œ
pretty girl (lee harker x reader)
THIS IS SO CUTE SQUEEEEEEE thank you sm for the request, I loved it!!
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it first starts as something you do when you guys are just friends. you two are sitting at the park, and you can't help but say something when she's sitting there, light brown hair fanning her face just right and dark eyes wide and searching as she people watches and stares up at the branches.
"you look pretty." you keep it short, simple, lest she finds out just how much weight the words hold for you.
her blinks become hard and focused, frozen to her shoes. "I... thanks." the words are hushed and slightly hard. you can't tell if you've embarrassed her, upset her or if she's simply shy.
"what is it?"
her head tilts in your direction. "what do you mean?"
"you seem off."
her jaw clenches, eyes still pointed away. "I'm just not used to that, is all."
"being called pretty?"
she nods. you can't imagine how she's not used to it. lee is one of the prettiest people you've met. tough, tense jaw accompanied with soft, wide, deer-like eyes. a gentle slope of a nose, lips that are smooth and pink, eyebrows that are dark and striking against her face. what makes it all the better is that she's immensely caring and lovely. it makes her all prettier to you. if there's any reason she isn't called pretty, the only one you can think of is it being because of how intimidating and off-putting some people find her to be. you can't help but feel grateful that you stayed determined in your pursuit of her long enough to break down those walls she holds up so fervently.
"is it okay if I do it?"
she sighs, her shoulders lifting and relaxing with the depth of it. "um, sure."
you know that if she didn't like it, she'd tell you as much. and so, you take her permission and utilize it -- well, utilize it a lot, if you're being honest.
you can't help it. it's almost like an addiction. complimenting her and seeing lee, who is always so stoic and composed, flustered and rendered to a pause of shyness rather than one of intentional silence.
one day, you're lucky enough to even see her blush. you had left your wallet at her place during your guys' game night the evening before, and she calls you in the morning, saying she'll drop it off on her way to work. a proposition that has you sitting upright in bed, a thrill flashing through you at the idea of getting to see her dressed up for work. sure, you've seen her in uniform before, but it's usually after long hours of working on cases, when her ponytail is mused and her clothes are disarrayed and crumpled.
which is very different than how she looks when you spot her outside of your window, climbing out of her car. you can nearly squeal, she looks so dashing. clad in her baggy fbi jacket, smooth button-up underneath, hair stretched into that tight ponytail -- god, you might swoon.
when you open the door to her the moment she steps up to it, she starts, flinching at the sudden movement.
"hi," you greet, unable to tone down the wide smile breaking over your face.
"hey." her right hand slips into her pocket, fumbling for a second before lifting the wallet to you. "here."
"thanks." you grab it, butterflies whirling in your stomach when her long fingers brush your hand. "do you wanna come in for coffee?"
she wryly glances between you and her car. "I should really be getting to the bureau soon."
you grab her hand, relishing in how her fingers immediately wrap around your palm, clutching on. with your hands locked tightly, you tug her inside. "come on, just for a coffee."
her lips curl up. "you always say that, and then, we end up talking for hours."
upon entering the kitchen, you let go of her hand (regrettably so), walking to the kettle. "hey, now you can't blame me entirely. it takes two to tango."
she clears her throat. "yeah, I don't think that saying refers to conversation, but sure."
you giggle, grabbing a mug and pouring in the hot water, then tossing the coffee powder inside. you turn to her, setting it on the table. "two sugars, right?"
"yeah." her eyes linger on your hands as you carefully drop two cubes in before adding only a bit of milk -- just the way she likes it. "thank you," she quietly says when you slide the mug to her.
as you two share your morning coffee, you observe her from across the table, eyes languid in their admiration of her as though you're soaking her up like the heat of the rising sun.
she seems to feel your watchfulness, for only a few moments later, her eyes slip up to meet yours, long lashes fanning them. "what?"
what other reason do you have to explain your actions? besides, you want her to know. you want her to feel your unabashed praise and attention, even if it has to be supplied in specified doses for the sake of your friendship. "you just -- you look really good, lee."
she grunts loudly on the sip she was taking before the noise shatters into a loud cough. her fist presses against her lips, shoulders shaking. you're equal parts concerned and amused watching her, reaching out to give her a tissue.
when the cough dies out her body relaxes, easing back into its still position. she clears her throat, head lolling as she seems to gather her bearings. "thank you."
you laugh. she's so adorable.
a sentiment that rings and loud and true even after you guys finally begin dating. the first night you sleep at her cottage, you watch her face, dusted with the pale, blue shadow of the moonlight, eyelids smooth as they droop down, drifting in and out of sleep.
your knuckle brushes along her nose, which twitches in response. you smile, then whisper, "you're so cute."
she mumbles an incoherent, half-groan, half-response, winding her strong arm around your waist, pulling you in close. she nuzzles into your neck, her gentle peck a silent thank you.
when she does up the buttons of her maroon shirt in the morning, you dreamily gaze at her from the bed, face propped onto your palm. "you know, you look so hot."
her nimble fingers slow in their deft movements, and you can see in the mirror's reflection that her lips purse. "um, okay."
you pout. "awe, come on, that's it? 'okay'?"
she scoffs quietly. "am I supposed to get on my knees in gratitude?"
you smirk. "I think you'd be late for work if you did that."
her smile widens at your joke, slightly shaking her head. "you're insatiable."
"you love it."
lee finishes the last of the buttons, the collar still open enough to reveal her smooth chest and collarbones. she turns back to you with a small grin, sitting on the edge of the bed and leaning down to kiss the tip of your nose. "I don't think I should stroke your ego by confirming that."
"hey, I stroked your ego!" you laugh, tugging her down by the collar to keep her face hovering above yours. "the least you could do is return the favour."
"I didn't say I wouldn't," she whispers, the laugh lines that at her mouth sinking in.
you shuffle under the blankets, a sudden shyness surging through you. "what do you mean?"
her thumb strokes over your cheek, eyes hooked onto your face, scanning over the length of it. the corner of her mouth twitches, and then she lowers herself, landing a quiet kiss to your cheek. she stays there, murmuring into your skin, "you're pretty too."
it's silly -- you know she's attracted to you, but to hear her be so openly vocal about is still something very new to you both. it makes you squirm underneath her, feeling like you're in high school all over again and your crush just unexpectedly flirted with you in the halls. "you think so?"
"mm," she hums near your ear. "I know so."
"how are you so sure?" you drawl, fingers tracing her back over the red fabric, itching for something more to be drawn out of her.
she laughs softly, and the deep raspiness of it makes you nearly shiver. "why do you think it throws me off guard when you stare at me?"
the answer is a no brainer. "because it embarrasses you that I'm looking at you?"
"partially." she plants another kiss to your cheek. "the other reason is because it makes me unnerved to look at you." her voice lowers, face pushing deeper into your neck. "and see how pretty you are."
[divider by: @faeberrywine]
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fatuismooches ยท 1 year ago
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Reader is always sitting on dottoreโ€™s lap.. but what if dottore say on readers lap instead?I love the idea of reader holding one of the segments while they work just sitting on their lap <3 They will get antsy and flustered but you can easily fix that with a peck!! ๐Ÿ˜Œ
Something about being close and up and personal with dotty makes me feel so fuzzy and warm! I want to cup his face, kiss him all over, tell him I love him again and again!!! I just really really love the closeness for dottore :(
This goes for the segments as well because they deserve all the love too. Especially webttore!! Give that man a hug during one of his passion rants, no questions asked just do it.
And when I think of akademiya zandik & reader, I think of so much BECAUSE THAT WAS THE HONEYMOON PHASE!!!!! Just two dorks being in love and defending each other and trusting one another. Imagine reader with zandik after he tells them a bit of his past, his childhood, (A bit OOC but perhaps that could be the first instance where reader sees zandik cry for the first time..?) with reader reassuring him whilst embracing him.
Iโ€™d love to come back here and talk more!! Can I please become ๐ŸŽจ anon? I do have troubles with speaking so I am sorry if this is a bit wonky. :1
There are certain words that you simply do not refer to Il Dottore as. Cute and submissive are two of these words, but you? You use them anyway. Because they are cute and submissive when they're all comfortable (although terribly embarrassed and defensive) in your lap. In the beginning, when you suggest the idea, Dottore and the other segments laugh at you because they think it's an amusing joke but, nope, you're 100% serious. It takes... a lot of perseverance and bothering and begging and pleading but!! Soon you'll have the segments fighting over who gets to sit in your lap, because well... it's comfy and soft and they get to be held by you for hours on end as they do their work... (Prime and Omega are obviously the last to give in, their egos are not handling this embarrassing treatment.) You always wrap your arm around him and ask him about his work! Giving him kisses when he starts to get irritated and working your hands into his shoulders and back... :( You're good at repelling the oncoming stress and headaches in this position.
Webttore's ego literally blows up whenever you show such blatant affection and interest in his rants, like yes please keep indulging because he WON'T stop as long as you keep doing it. You could be on the verge of falling asleep and all you hear is him continuing to tell his stories in the background. He wouldn't even notice at first because he gets very into his storytelling as to how he casually demolished a few dozen camps of enemies but then he realizes you aren't commenting anymore... oh you fell asleep :( all of this was probably too much for you to handle all at once...
HONEYMOON PHASE AKADEMIYA ZANDIK AND YOU... :( ugh you're so right ๐ŸŽจ anon. That was when times were so much simpler... sure school is a pain but!! It was fun. It was when you two found love. Finding comfort, finding each other. It was when you two could simply be Zandik and [Name], no other titles getting in the way.
Zandik despised opening up about himself, much less his past so, he'd only tell you after like many years, and even then he kept it brief and acted like he didn't care and it didn't affect him, because he didn't want to be pitied, he doesn't want your comfort. And so you don't push the topic, but you know he was hurt by it, hurt by being called a monster since birth, being run out by the people who were supposed to be family. So when he does end up crying about it, you don't say a word, you just hold him even as he tries to cover it up, even as he curses you for being like this, because you love him.
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gwynniethenymph ยท 8 months ago
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About a possible Gwyn/Rhys friendship...
I mean, they do have a lot in common and could totally be friends...but hear me out:
โœจ a Lucien and Gwyn friendship โœจ
They would be wonderfully chaotic together and I'm here for it.
Firstly, they have so many similarities and even though this applies to Gwyn and Rhys as well, I don't know if they could relate completely, not like Gwyn and Lucien. I mean, who could relate more to the feeling of having a loved one executed in front of them? Of feeling extremely guilty about it? Of losing everything they knew as family and home and having to move to a foreign court/city?
And then, I'm dying to see their sexy-chaotic-sarcastic redhead duo dynamic. Just imagine those interactions:
"Don't talk to me about mating bonds. You were oblivious of yours for 4 years"
"You didn't even know who your father was!"
"Like you know who is yours!!"
"At least I never stood one foot away from him thinking 'Wow we really look alike'"
"Oh shush"
And imagine the We're-not-really-a-part-of-the-inner-circle-but-we-still-need-to-participate-in-dinner-gatherings-because-of-mates gossip sessions. Lucien judging everyone's outfits and moms and Gwyn being too polite to comment but silently agreeing with everything, even more so when it comes to her fashion-wreck of a mate ("I already told this overgrown bat he would look amazing in white but he simply refuses to wear anything other than black" "hide his clothes ๐Ÿ˜Œ"). Emerie can join the group and they become the "Outer Trio" (as in opposition to "Inner Circle").
Oh, and if Azriel or Elain lose them from sight for more than 1 minute, there's chaos. Like "Oh dear Mother we lost our fire-starting Autumn Court offspring of mates, Gods protect this city" type of chaos. In the end, Gwyn was simply showing Lucien the new Valkyrie techniques she found and asking if she could bore some books from Day.
And I may have gone overboard with this. Sorry not sorry.
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miitarashi ยท 1 year ago
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Could u do a some headcannons about Tintin laughing, like, his sense of humour, how contagious his laugh is, what he would do if we had a contagious laugh or a weird sense of humour. Just wondering coz I was watching an episode from the series and his laugh is acctually so adorable, like bro I just wanna hug him and give him literally anything he wants โค๏ธ
AWWW THIS IS WAY TOO CUTE TO BE IGNORED I MUST DO IT WITH ALL THE CUTENESS IN THE WORLD! (sorry got a little excited here lol)
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โ˜†Tintin laugh headcanonsโ˜†
For starters.
He and Haddock have the worst sense of humor possible.
I can't take this out of my mind-
Like,he'll laugh at dad jokes or will not undestand because he'll try to seak sense into the joke.
You know when you tell a self-deprecating jokes in front of your parents and they scold you?
Yes,he'll do it.
Not exactly scold you,but will wait until you stop laughing to ask if you're ok in a worried tone.
His normal sense of humor goes for that one joke of the chicken who crossed the road to make """funny""" comments about something. That normally is funny just for him in the most of the times he does it.
But,Tintin of course laugh at silly things too,like if you trip in front of him he'll do this little cute laugh while helping and saying for you to be careful.
It's not exactly the type with loose laugh,but definitly not the difficult one either.
This when we talk about the Tintin from the series,but Tintin from the movie is a bit different (since unfortunaly in the movie we didn't see he really laughing and this hurt me ๐Ÿฅฒ)
He probably is a bit complicated to laugh, his sense of humor mostly making puns, sarcastic or ironic comments about something.
Being more funny when he do without noticing because he's a little menace in his own way. We can easily see it when he talk with sakharin for the first time (his face when he simply say "i don't have it" is the best lol)
Now,the best for the last.
His โœจLaughโœจ
He have three types. Wait,hear me out-
The one he try to hide,that little laugh cleaning the throat and looking away you know?
The second and most normal is that small laugh. Quick and polite.
The thrid. This one. This one is hard to get. It's random so something funny and random had to happen.
i headcanon that take a really good while for Haddock hear Tintin (from the movie) really laughing like,really bursting out laughing.
And just like i said,it was random. Haddock was trying to help Tintin with a hint about some old mistery and he terribly pronounced an entire sentence with so much confidence to the point of making Tintin ask him to repeat it, when he did, Tintin stared at him for a few seconds, connected the dots and broke out laughing.
Bro wasn't really expecting lol.
And his laugh is good to hear,like that heart warming type of laugh that makes you smile and wanting to hear it again as much you can you know???
He do it so less often that makes him weak when he laugh like this,he hold onto someone to keep still lol.
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A/N: HERE IT IS! I loved doing this one lol. i hope that when the next movie come out WE WILL BE ABLE TO HEAR HIM LAUGHING OR I'LL COMMIT WAR CRIMES- i feel robbed ๐Ÿฅฒ. Thank you for the delicious idea unknow person,love u ๐Ÿ˜Œโค๏ธ
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inactivewattpadauthor ยท 6 months ago
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Raiden x Reader: Proud of You
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Finally did Raiden with reader with father issues๐Ÿ˜Œ ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Crickets played choir for the night as all the training monks began returning home. Apart from three of Raiden's special pupils; Kung Lao, you, and chosen one Liu Kang.
The god has his arms crossed as he looks at the fireflies blinking slowly around the trees that stand near the academy. There wasn't much to do, and he has already meddled with all three of you, being his special apprentices and all.
He comes back to the surface when he hears footsteps behind him, turning is Liu Kang walking up. The young man took off his red headband that has been wrapped around his head for the whole day.
"Are you going to rest soon, Liu Kang? It is vital for further training tomorrow." Techinally, it wasn't much of a question from Raiden. His tone spoke as if it was commanded advice.
"Soon, Lord Raiden." Liu Kang simply answered back. It look as if he had something in mind. Raiden sees he was about to speak before he stayed silent with a troubled look on his face, raising the god's concern.
"Is something on your mind?" Raiden raises an eyebrow at Liu Kang.
"It's Y/n, my lord." Liu Kang rubbed the back of his head awkwardly. "I was wondering if you could talk to her. Kung Lao and I tried, but she plays it off. She's not so subtle doing so."
Odd request, Raiden thought. He never had a heart to heart conversation with you before, so it would be awkward. Besides, it wasn't like he knew you or your problems too well.
"Elaborate more."
"Well, I think maybe something could be happening outside the academy. She seems pretty fine and determined during our training sessions but it's like she's always dreading when it's time to go home. You're wise, Lord Raiden, maybe you can cheer her up- or just offer wisdom."
Lord Raiden looks down, thinking for a little. The rounded edge of his hat shielded the brightness of his eyes. Briefly, he decides his answer. He nods to Liu Kang in acceptance of the request.
The beloved champion bows in gratitude before walking off. Raiden only stands alone a little longer to gather his thoughts before also walking away to search for you.
You were found gathering all your things, about prepared to leave soon enough. You stopped, noticing your superior approaching. "Lord Raiden." You smile friendly and tip your head.
"Y/n." He greets back.
"I feel so good about my training progress today." You happily claim, not looking at him but instead your belongings. "I think I'm doing better."
Raiden stayed silent and watched you as you went on and on with a positive vent. It's like you're trying to tell him everything's fine though you don't even know why he's coming to you. At least he thinks you don't. He found the chance to speak when you stopped speaking to breathe.
"Y/n." You looked at him, wondering what was with his serious tone. Yes, he always is a serious man, but this tone was so firm.
"Yes?"
"Liu Kang spoke to me."
"Okay?" You frowned a little knowing where this is heading.
"Is everything well outside the academy? At home, perhaps?"
"Yeah." After the one worded answer, you quickly shift your eyes to your belongings.
"Can you look at me and say that?"
No. You couldn't. You couldn't even hold it together as your lips began quivering. "I guess not fully. Just small mishaps."
There's progress now. Raiden was all ears for you. "And what are they? I don't think 'small mishaps' could affect you like that."
"Sometimes," You thought for a moment. You didn't really want to go all that deep. "Sometimes I just have disagreements with my dad. It's annoying."
"There's more to that." Raiden calls out. At this rate, what's the point in not talking about it? Maybe Raiden can help you and make you feel better.
"Father is just- I don't think he's proud of me." You looked up with a sad face.
Raiden's expression softens with empathy. He walks to you and sits down in front of you so you could speak to him more comfortably.
"I'm finally doing something right. Something I want him to be proud of me for once, but all I get is patronizing comments." You informed.
"Did you not just tell me you were proud of yourself a minute ago? Wouldn't that be enough?" Raiden asks. You knew he wasn't trying to be blunt.
"No, Lord Raiden. That's not enough." You shook your head. "I don't even need to ask if he will come to my graduation when it's time. He won't come. No one is."
"I will." Raiden quickly says with no second thought.
"Yeah. For Liu Kang." You scoff, thinking he's just saying that.
"I will come for you specifically if no one else. Liu Kang already knows how proud I am of him.
"...Really?" You had a tiny smirk with hope sparkling in your heart.
"Really. If your father isn't proud of you Y/n, I am. And you should be too." Raiden nods with an approving smile. The god sets an affectionate hand on your shoulder. "I've noticed your work as much as you, yourself, has. I can say you're definitely growing into a fine warrior. Your father should be ashamed to see that."
"I guess. It still hurts he doesn't care." You admit.
"Well, I care." Raiden let's you know. "Now go home and rest up. I want you training by my side."
You smile at the lord as he leaves. You felt a bit better now. Raiden turns to look at him with a gentle smile before his figure flashes. Within that millisecond, he is gone. ~~~~~~~~~~~~
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saltyyuuri ยท 1 month ago
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Brimstone x fem!Reader
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Song: I ain't worried, OneRepublic
words: 4500 ish
Warnings: none (other than very fluff)
Note: first Brimstone fic! Pls enjoy ๐Ÿ˜Œ also, fun fact, I literally went to double check some info on one of the locations mentioned in the fic ๐Ÿ˜‚ I've been to the place a few times before but I still couldn't remember for the life of me if you're supposed to see the sunrise or sunset from that spot-
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He pushed open the door to the main office, not bothering to knock or even announce your presence, simply just pushing open the heavy wood door, leaning in the doorway with your arms crossed as you looked over to the protocol leader- the top workaholic in Valorant protocol- Brimstone. He looked up at you with his brows furrowed, biting back any comments he was about to make on the spot, but still giving quite the disapproving look.
"Don't give me that look." You told him sternly, raising one of your brows from your slightly indifferent look on your face. "Honey, listen, I'm really busy...-" Brimstone started to say before he got abruptly cut off. "Well lucky you, I dragged along two of your favorite agents to take over, because you're coming on a vacation."
And there was a pause for a few moments where Brimstone seem to be processing what you said, putting down his pen for a moment. "Honey, I can't just drop everything, like I need to explain to them what to do and what plans there is and-..." "Done, done and done. Should I remind you you gave me a key to your office? Plus you write absolutely everything down on post-its and notebooks. Took me about an evening but I figured it out."
You push yourself out of the doorway, waving your hand slightly in the air as if waving away his concerns, taking a few steps towards him over speaking up again. "I already talked to Sova and Sage. Sova it's going to take care of planning the missions and strategizing, Sage is going to take care of doing anything paperwork." You briefly explained as you made your way towards his desk.
You reached out and gently shut the notebook he was writing in, the pen he was using getting shut in there too. Brimstone was just looking at you in slight shock, wondering when you have the time to even plan all of this, and how he hasn't noticed that you were doing all of this right under his nose. "Now, Darling, I also have your suitcase packed, your carry-on packed, two tickets for an all-inclusive for 2 weeks, including the drink package, two planned excursions and first-class seats in the plane." You continued to explain to him, laying your plan bare for the vacation time that you wanted him to have- which he really desperately needed whether he admitted it or not.
Brimstone definitely sat in silence for some extra seconds, his eyes wide in Surprise. He knew you were good at hiding plans- and also making plans- but he never would have thought you would have went as far as thinking through everything before he could even ask. A smile crept up on his face, his hands finally lifting off his desk and away from his stuff, leaning back in the office chair. "Well... You definitely planned everything huh-" he said with a small chuckle.
"Yes, I did. Also, the car is already packed to head to the airport, the flight takes off in about 4 hours." You said a little bit sheepishly- you purposely waited to tell him last second so that he wouldn't really get a choice to say yes, because you knew he would not want to waste the money for that vacation. But at least he said yes, so you wouldn't have to deal with him being grouchy for a day or two.
"4- ... We need to leave now, the airport is an hour drive! And the time to pass the customs, get through duty free and all that stuff..." Brimstone said as he got up from his desk, moving with new found energy. It didn't even take him a minute before his hand locked itself on your arm and dragged you out of his office, already heading straight to the parking garage for Valorant protocol.
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By the next day, You were in Cancun, Mexico. You had picked out a resort called the Grand Oasis Hotel, it was a very big resort with 5 Hotel buildings, three pools stretching out across the resort and over 40 restaurants to try. The place had a lot of life to it, no matter where you went, it was either relaxation or a party, no worries in the world.
You had gotten a hotel room with a balcony facing the beach, on the 5th floor of one of the buildings. You absolutely loved it- because now you could actually enjoy that little Pinterest moment where you woke up in the morning, made you two coffee and sipped it slowly sitting on the balcony while listening to the waves, looking over the sunrise, peeking over the ocean, reflecting on the waves.
The glass sliding door to your hotel room was open, the smell of salty air was invading the hotel room, but you didn't care. You were sitting on the balcony on one of the provided chairs, your coffee resting on the table as you simply relaxed in your chair. It was only 5: 30 in the morning, it was already a habit of yours to be up very early for work, so it felt natural at this point. Besides you, Brimstone, who had dragged himself out of bed a few moments after you, finally sat down, looking at the second cup of coffee you had left on the coffee table.
"Mornin' Liam." You hummed out softly, taking a sip of your coffee. You are currently just in your bathrobe, loosely tied. You couldn't care less for it not to be properly placed or tied, you were on the 5th floor. And I was so early in the morning, no one would see it anyways. Your fluffy robe slid off one of your shoulders slightly when you took another sip of coffee, and once again you didn't care much about it.
Brimstone took a moment to take his first sip of coffee, currently only wearing a white T-shirt and some boxer briefs. He also took a good deep breath of the morning air, definitely very different from back at home. "Morning, darling." Brimstone mumbled out as he relaxed into the chair on the balcony, shutting his eyes for a moment as he just enjoyed the sound of the waves and the humid, salty air.
When he opened his eyes again, he turned to look at you. He finally took notice of the very loosely put on robe, a small smirk forming on his face. "Hun, I know getting dressed in the morning is a bit hard- but any looser than that and you may as well just go nude." Brimstone said amusedly as he gestured your robe with a small chuckle. "Hmm... You'd love that view." You said with a small giggle on your end, holding your mug with two hands.
"You bare and the Mexico sunrise? Damn right I'd love that." Brimstone said again with a chuckle, taking another sip of coffee, his senses slowly getting fully awakened. You finished your own coffee, watching as the Sun slowly started peeking a bit higher. There was gradients of light blue, pink, light orange and pastel yellow, all reflecting on the surface of the ocean, the colors moving along to the rhythm of the waves.
You finally stood up, taking a step to go lean on the railing- it was a very sturdy one, half of it was essentially cement, then the railing part itself was a painted over metal pipe that was pretty thick. If one thing was sure is that if you leaned on it, you knew damn well it was not going to break. You were facing Brimstone, a smirk forming on your face as your hands reached down to the belt of the robe.
Brimstone raised a brow, a look of anticipation on his face. "Well well, guess I'm getting spoiled on vacation."
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As the days went on, You two were slowly getting to profit fully of your vacation; trying different foods every night from all the included restaurants, getting your fair share of drinks and enjoying the nightlife in the city nearby - taking a trip to Havana club specifically - and also enjoying the activities around the hotel.
Everyday there was something new, there was a theater piece that was often played in the main building of the hotel, sometimes fire shows or even music shows; and around the resort during the day there was always new activities. Sometimes they put up a slack line over a pool for people to have fun on, they had one of those big air bubbles to walk on the water with, they had beach volleyball tournaments, sometimes they had entertainer employees dress up in different costumes to do little shows around the resort, and of course there was the photographs with their tropical animals offering a ton of pictures.
There wasn't one boring day, always something to do. And you even had two excursions planned- the first one coming up today actually. This one was a driving in sea, not too far off the coast but far enough to be able to see some of the ocean wildlife.
You and Brimstone got geared up, looking a little childish because you kept teasing him about how his wetsuit was almost too small for him. The man was built like a bear, and the biggest wetsuit they had available was clinging to him like Saran wrap - any tighter would you be able to count the hairs on his body.
"Stop giggling (Y-N), people are staring-" Brimstone said in a slightly scolding tone, his cheeks of it pink because he was well aware of what he looked like in the wetsuit. "Liam, they're staring at you sweetheart-" you said with another giggle, shamelessly looking him up and down. You even jokingly tried to get a peek at his butt- to which he immediately put his hand on your head to turn it back towards the instructor who was trying to explain how to do the dive properly.
When everything was done explaining and everyone was getting into place, you once again shamelessly stared at Brimstone, at this point he just gave up and let out a sigh, shaking his head. "You are incorrigible." He mumbled out, pinching the bridge of his nose. "And you're hot as fuck-" "Language, (Y-N). We're in public."
You giggled once again as you two got ready to dive. And moments later, you were underwater, swimming around to explore. You are quite the curious one- ready to just head off wherever immediately. Brimstone I had to reach out a few times and pull you back by grabbing on to the back of your wetsuit, since you were starting to swim off a bit far. But you didn't mind much, because at some point he pulled you back but not just because you were going to far-because you swam right past a coral reef that had a ton of little fishes and some starfish.
It was obvious that these little sea creatures were pretty used to human interactions, seeing as they didn't scurry away immediately. Hell, if you didn't move too much, the little colorful fishes would swim around you as if you weren't there, living about their life peacefully.
And being underwater where no sounds could be heard and the only thing was you two and the sea creatures, it was definitely quite the experience. If it wasn't for the oxygen tank starting to be depleted, you probably would have wanted to sit here all day just to look at the fishes. But at some point Brimstone took your hand, tugging you away gently before you would be too distracted and accidentally drown yourself.
Once you two were back from that excursion, you were surprisingly very energetic, even after being underwater for some time. "Can we get an aquarium with those fishes back at home??" You asked him a bit excitedly, like a child on Christmas. "Honey, you know I don't really want pets around the protocol..." Brimstone started off, a sheepish look on his face.
"Okay-but hear me out- it's not like it's going to be running around protocol! It's a fish! Well- multiple fish-" you continue to try to plead your case, grinning. "But it's still a pet, Darling." "Okayyyy, but hear me out again, they don't make any noise, if the tank gets clean regularly, it doesn't smell, and like I said it's not like the fish will be bothersome because they can't run around-"
"please enlighten me on just how many fish you want?" Brimstone asked you with a very amused expression, his hand gently taking yours as you walked around the resort. The sun was setting and you two had to go get something for dinner. You haven't decided yet what you wanted so you figured that you'd walk around until you see something you wanted.
"I don't know - they're pretty small so maybe like a dozen? With a few starfish? Maybe a sea snail too!" You said, your enthusiasm almost contagious at this point. But Brimstone's response remained firm. "That's adorable sweetheart, but that many Little critters would need a really big tank- which would take a lot of time to take care of and cost a lot of money. Plus, fish remain a pet, so we aren't getting them."
You let out a whine, quieting down for a moment as you two continued walking, Brimstone chuckled at your whiny state, knowing it was only going to last a few minutes at most. That was until you spoke up again. "... What about a radiavore fish -..? Gekko could tame it - plus we already have some radiavores running around protocol -"
"(Y-N), honey, I love you, but we're not getting a fish unless it's something getting tossed on the grill. End of story." Brimstone said firmly, pausing his steps as he spoke, looking directly at you. You started pouting but before you could even whine again- he leaned down, placing small kisses on your forehead - then a proper on on your lips.
We he pulled away, you were done your little pouty fit, instead of having a small smile on your face. "You know, sea food for dinner actually could be really good-" you said, following up on what he just said about grilling fish. Brimstone smiled, a small hum escaping him as he started to guide you towards the direction of one of the seafood restaurants.
"So you went from wanting a pet fish to wanting to eat them now? That's quite the change of heart, sweetheart -" Brimstone teased you as you two made your way to the restaurant. "Oh shush, you're the one who mentioned grilled fish." You gently swatted his arm, rolling your eyes as you spoke.
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You were already one week into your vacation, still profiting the maximum. You were lucky enough to get really good weather for the first week, and today you wanted to enjoy the sun on the beach- since it was announced that it was going to be raining all day tomorrow.
You had set yourself up on a lounging chair, near one of the palm trees, soaking up rays of Sun as you sipped on one of your drinks provided from the beach bar. Brimstone was having a blast swimming in the ocean, jumping in the waves and socializing a bit with some other guys on the beach. You were happy he was having fun while you were tanning, reading one of the books you brought along for the vacation.
At some point you fell asleep, your book discarded back into your beach bag. You didn't know how long you were napping, nor were you conscious enough of your surroundings to even know what was happening around you for the next hour or two.
Brimstone, on the other hand, noticed pretty fast that you had nodded off into a nap. He made sure to reapply some sunscreen on you since you were laying straight in the Sun, and also made sure to check on you every few minutes to make sure you weren't going to get a sunburn or anything. When you were napping, he made sure to stay near the lounge chair you were on.
Instead, he had fun starting to mold the sand near the chair, slowly starting to sculpt it. Some of the guys he was talking to earlier came to join, helping him along with the sand sculpture he was working on. At some point he took a small break to go and cover you with a towel, he felt like you were about to get a little bit sunburned even with the extra sunscreen, making sure to cover you so you wouldn't wake up in a painful sunburn.
So you were a little confused when you did wake up with your hat covering your face and your beach towel being used like a makeshift blanket. You reached up, taking a hat off your face as you sat up a bit, letting out a small yawn and looking around a bit confused. You didn't remember falling asleep.
And then you look to your side to see there was a giant turtle sculpted in sand beside you, Brimstone focused on sculpting out the tail properly behind it not too far away. You took a second to look at the scene before you before letting out a small giggle.
"How long was I out for?" You asked a little sluggishly, stretching a bit as you tried to wake up a bit more. You reached into the beach bag and pulled out a water bottle to sip on. "About 2 hours. I know you wanted to tan but I didn't want you to wake up looking like a lobster." Brimstone said , looking up from his work for a second, smiling over at you.
"No, I appreciate it, thanks." You said with a small smile, turning to sit facing him now on the lounging chair. "Well you certainly didn't get bored-" you add with a small chuckle again. "Yeah.. I did get some help though, a few guys on the beach came to give a hand earlier before getting dragged off by their wives." Brimstone said, finishing up his sculpting of the tail, finally getting up and brushing off the sand from himself.
"Oh that's cool! Betcha a lot of people thought it was funny to see some grown adult men sculpting sand like little kids-'" you giggled out before reaching into the beach bag once again, pulling out your phone. "Here, smile! I want a picture of this-" you giggle out, pointing the camera towards him.
Brimstone proudly posed in front of the big Sand turtle he had been working on while you napped, a huge grin on his face as he did a thumbs up. You snapped a few pictures to make sure you had a few good ones, then packed up your stuff again. "I think I'll name it Stewart." Brimstone said proudly, looking down at his work.
"Oh honey, remind me you're not naming our kids in the future." You said teasingly, laughing slightly at his choice of name for the turtle made of sand. Brimstone paused, his head snapping towards you. "Wait, you want kids-?" "I mean, not right now but maybe-?"
The answer was enough to put a smile on his face, looking pretty proud of the answer. He went to grab your beach bag for you, holding a hand out to help you up from the lounging chair. He leaned down and placed a kiss on your lips, still grinning widely.
"hmm... Judging by your reaction, I take it you like the answer?" You teased him lightly as the two of you walked across the beach, heading back towards the hotel. "Perhaps ~" He simply answered with a grin, still as giddy as a kid on Christmas. "I mean, the idea of having a Miss Byrne and some offspring does sound nice-" Brimstone continued, squeezing your hand slightly as he spoke, his grin still wide.
"Miss Byrne, hm? Already thought about making me your wife?" You asked him, giggling softly as you followed him down the path to the hotel, stopping at a hose area to rinse the sand off of your feet. "Can you blame me?" Brimstone retorted, I'm not missing a beat.
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It was now one day before having to leave Mexico and go back to your lives as agents back on protocol. Both your energies were a little lower today, the small sadness of knowing you'd have to leave soon was settling in, taking a bit more your time that morning to enjoy the sunrise, sipping on your coffee and enjoying the humid salty breeze.
You watched once again the beautiful combination of pastel colors in the sky slowly reflecting on the movement water below, relaxed in your chair as you held your mug with both hands again. "I'll miss this." You sighed softly, taking a small soup of the bitter liquid in the mug.
"yeah- it's making me want to relocate headquarters on a beach." Brimstone mumbled out, sipping on his own coffee as he also enjoyed the view by your side. "But then it wouldn't feel as special because you'd be able to have this view everyday." You hummed out- adjusting your position on the chair to be sitting cross-legged.
"That's true. But still, can't help but dream." Brimstone chuckled out softly. A comfortable silence settled between the two of you for a few moments, listening as some of the exotic birds slowly started wakening, their chirping noises starting to feel the air. The Sun was raising a bit higher every few seconds, the pastel colors were slowly dissipating and leaving place to a clear blue sky.
"I've been thinking..." Brimstone started, setting down his empty mug of coffee on the coffee table. It was barely six thirty in the morning, and the only activity you could see from the balcony was a few employees cleaning the beach before people would start setting up. "You went through all the trouble to plan out this vacation for the two of us, and not only that, but also packing, organizing replacements for me while I was gone and making sure to only get the best." He said, his attention turning fully to you as a smile graced his lips.
"Because you desperately needed a break. You don't even realize just how much you bury yourself in work until I quite literally drag you out." You said, smiling even though you had to just slightly scolding tone to him. He smiled and Chuckled a bit sheepishly.
"I know, I know, and thank you for that, really. But to go back to what I was saying -" Brimstone paused again, one of his hands reaching to take one of yours. "I know I said this hypothetically earlier this week, but now I'm completely serious when I ask this." He turned his head towards you, his small smile still on display, a loving look in his eyes.
"Would you like to become Mrs. Byrne?" He asked you sincerely, even though his voice was confident there was still a hint of nervousness when he asked. There was a hint of surprise in the air, where you took a moment to process his words.
"Yes, I most definitely would love that-" you said, setting down your coffee mug to go and hug him tightly, nuzzling into his neck as you were practically sitting on his lap to hug him. He hugged you back, placing gentle kisses along your temple, holding onto you firmly.
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(Bonus, I had this idea last second. Enjoy!)
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Now back from your vacation, the first two days were definitely a bit rough to get back into work, after spending 2 weeks grilling yourself under the sun, relaxing, drinking and just enjoying life as it is- coming back to about 20 something agents swarming around you like excited kids asking you hundreds of questions was definitely a bit of a slap back to reality.
Especially since you now had a ring around your finger- it definitely earned a lot of surprise and questions from many agents. As soon as it got noticed, which just so happened to be when you were in the common room, it was like all chaos broke loose in one go. Some of the girls were just screaming and excitement, some guys would tease a bit and of course, the line "Team mom and dad are actually getting married?!" Who was exclaimed probably a few times too many.
It was getting really chaotic and when you finally managed to escape, you just so happened to cross paths with Brimstone, who was on his way towards the common room. You stopped him in his tracks, putting your hands on his shoulders. "Liam, honey, if you value your life don't go in there-" you said a bit out of breath, you were probably stuck in there for an hour and the mayhem was still going on. "What? What's going on in there?"
"The kids figured it out- I think I'm going to have tinnitus from how loud Neon screamed-" you said, shaking your head a bit though this time a small smile Graced your lips. "Oh boy... Well if I'm not out in 20 minutes, please launch a rescue mission for me, darling." Brimstone said amusedly, gently taking your hands off of his shoulder so he could walk past and inside the common room as he did have something to do there.
And so you stood watch outside the common room, on your phone as you completed a few things- the joys of being able to work remote to do your paperwork- keeping an eye on the time. As soon as the clock showed 20 minutes have passed- you mustered up your own courage to go and face the mob of overly excited agents.
When you walked in you saw everyone swarming around Brimstone, asking various questions and generally acting like hyperactive kids. "Okay kiddos, Leave the poor man alone- don't want him to leave to go get milk already-" you loudly announced, gently pushing aside one of the agents so you can take a hold of Brimstone's hand to pull him out.
"Maybe he can find my dad at the milk store while he's at it-" Iso mumbled out from the couch he was sitting on, he wasn't as hyper as the other agents; he said his congratulations and moved on, scrolling on his phone on the couch. Your head snapped his direction- a little stunned in silence for a second before just saying "Iso- your dad is dead-" "Close enough.'' He shrugged, tapping on one of his earbuds to turn back on his music, back to his little bubble of indifference. "I-... I swear to God some of these people need therapy-" you mumbled out, shaking your head before pulling out your soon-to-be husband of the hyper mob.
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