#maybe someone shoukd give him a hand

[luzxii]

"Pretty cool, huh?"

[daisybianca]

pairing: lewis hamilton x femalereader

summary: lewis gives you secretly his number. you're hesitant to call him at first, but when you do, things get a little much more interesting.

warning: mentions of sexual activities, cursing words

(a/n): this is part one. Here's part two and part three.

YOU WERE STANDING in the loud crowd of people. Each one of them holding out a shirt, a picture, or a shirt to sign, including you.

You held out a white hat with a Mercedes emblem on it, hoping Lewis would notice it.

When he finally reached you, he looked at you for a few seconds and smiled.

What the...?!

He signed the hat and moved into the next person.

And when you turned around ready to leave, you looked down at your hat, seeing a phone number written on it.

Fuck.

"My best friend is a total idiot," your best friend shouted from the balcony of your apartment.

"Stop calling me an idiot!" You climbed out of bed. "Or at least try to be discreet with your very generous opinions about me and get your ass inside! I've got some deliciously hot neighbors who don't particularly need to know everything about me."

"Have you even been listening to me this whole time that I've been lecturing you about matters of life and death?" She sighed dramatically.

You couldn't help but roll your eyes. "A random guy giving me his number isn't a matter of life a death, if you ask me."

"Did you just call Lewis Hamilton a random guy? My husband of nine years?"

"Oh, stop acting like a blushing schoolgirl," You brought your fingers to your temple and massaged the flesh there as if the movement could erase the brutal headache. "Besides, you dragged me to that race. Maybe it's your chance to hook up with your crush-since-for-ever!"

Your best friend's eyes narrowed. "What are you suggesting, filthy woman?"

"You shoukd call him. I'll give you his number right away." You strolled to find your back, but a habd found your wrist, stopping you.

"You're a mad woman. That's a fact."

You fake smiled. "Stop complimenting me that much. I don't think red suits on my cheeks."

"I swear, you're insane. The only reason I'm still by your side is because until 11th grade, you had my back when I sneaked out for parties, hooking up with whoever had a penis and a 6 pack."

You turned to face your best friend, hands in your hips and lips tightly shut together.

"You're seriously going to turn down this offer?" She asked.

"I wouldn't exactly call it an offer."

Your best friend rolled her eyes. "Yes. I'd call it stupidity, actually!" She waved her hands dramatically in the air. "THE Lewis Hamilton flirted with you, and you didn't even notice. Then he gave you secretly his number, and you're freaking going to ignore it?!"

"And what am I supposed to do about it? He's just a normal guy. Don't make him look like he's some God himself."

"First of all, yeah. Lewis is a God himself. He's mouth-watering hot, almost an 8 times champion, has a very cute dog, an 8 pack to stare at all day long, and much, much money," your best friend explained. "You should definitely call him. At least try to figure out why he gave you his number." She added in a calmer tone.

You exhaled and grabbed the white hat curled up under the sheets of your king sized bed. Gazing at the number, you then bit your lips. "Fine," you gave in. "But I'll call him tomorrow so that I don't seem much desperate, okay?"

"He was the one to make a very, very bold first move, and now you're afraid of embarrassment?!" She growled. "Come on! We only live once. Live some adventure, have some great sex, and experience a true love! I haven't seen you going head over heels for someone except that John guy in college."

"It hasn't been a long time since college," you said, contemplating whether you should count the years or not. You choose the second one. "I'll call him tonight. But don't think I'm doing it because I'm actually interested! I'm doing it exclusively for you." You explained, playing with the hem of your summer blue dress. "He probably is an attention freak who only dates supermodels."

"Baby, I assure you," your best friend came and sat next to you, her hand wrapping around you and caressing your cheek. "Supermodels would kill to look like you."

A smile appeared on your lips, and you gazed at your best friend. She always had a special eay about cheering you up and getting you out of your moody and grumpy vibe.

"Tonight." You said.

This has many potential to go wrong, you thought.

You didn't like wrong. You like safe and steady. But what if your best friend was actually right? (For the very first time of your 20 years old friendship.)

"Tonight." She repeated and smirked.

You turned your head and analyzed the hat with the calligraphic black numbers on it.

This couldn't get any more embarrassing.

***

You let out a long, deep, and shaky breath, then dialed the number.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

Three beebs later, a male voice answered the call. "Hello?" The tone was familiar and harsh, but you couldn't be entirely sure that it was him.

"Hey," your voice came out steady, much to your surprise.

"Who is it?" The man replied and now you were sure it was him.

The British accent.

"Um, I noticed a number written on my hat that you signed and--"

"You're the girl from the race?" He interrupted you very much, complicated thoughts that would sooner turn into much more complicated words.

"Yes," you replied hesitantly. "Maybe one of them, at least. In case you gave your number to a few more girls for fun."

A laughter sounded. It was bried but somehow contagious. "I assure you, love, I don't usually spread my number across my fans' hats and shirts."

Your senses kicked in, and the temperature rised in your body.

Love.

"So, why was I the chosen one?" You asked.

"Oh," Lewis growled. "Maybe I could answer that question face to face." He said and then added a few moments later, "Join me for dinner tonight, will you, love?"

You laughed. "Isn't it kind of early for us to meet?"

"I'm not going to kidnap you, I promise." You could basixally hear him smile on the other line. "You can bring a friend of your for more safety." He suggested.

"So that it could be two of us to be kidnapped, right?"

There was a moment of silence. "Not sure about that." He spoke a few seconds later. "I only want you to be honest."

You smiled.

Is he flirting with me?

Of course he's flirting with you, you idiot!

"Are you asking me out on a date?" You asked.

"Yes." He replied instantly. "I couldn't wait another torturing hour, anticipating a call or a text from you."

"Okay. I'm in then."

"What about tonight at 9 pm?" He asked.

It was about 7, so you guessed there was plenty of time to get ready.

"Yes, that'd be great." You smiled.

"Perfect. May I pick you up myself at nine?"

"I'm surely capable of driving my own car, don't you think?" You laughed.

"Maybe," he said. "But why actually do it if I can drive for you? I'll come pick you up myself, I promise."

"No cops, no kidnappers?" You joked.

"I promise."

Lewis Hamilton would drive for you...?

"Okay, then." You spoke. "See you tonight, Lewis. I'll text you the address."

You went to end the call, but he stopped you before tapping the red button. "Wait, wait--"

"Hmm?"

"What's your name, love?"

Your heart roared in your chest and your cheeks reddened.

You adored that nickname.

"Actually, this was the first thing that I would mention to a guy, but love sounds much better, don't you think?"

Lewis laughed. "Tell me your name, and I promise I'll use love every single time instead of it."

"Okay," you said. "I'm (y/n)."

A moment of silence occurred again. "Prettier than love, honestly."

"Maybe, but not when you're the one to say it." You smiled. "You know, that British accent can actually kill."

"Hmm," his voice sounded from the other line. "Weird thing. That is exactly what I could tell about your eyes, as well."

[vallyofshimmeringstars]

Sorry not sorry. That’s all I got to say about this

This is part 4.5 <3

Part 1 part 2 part 3 part 5 part 6

Spoilers: mention of Lilith and Micheal

Under the blankets

Mammon put down the note. His eyes filled with tears as a small smile swept across his face. He held the note close to his chest as warm tears started to run down his face. “Stupid idiots..fuck I love you” he mumbled to himself. He put the items down as he got out of bed once more. His heart lightly fluttered as he walked out the room. He turned to close the door and in the corner of his eye he saw Levi running up to him. “Mammon! Did you like the gifts!” Mammon turned his head as he shoved both hands of his hands into his pocket as he shrugged. “It wasnt bad” He smiled as he watched the smile on Levi face grow even more. “I’m glad, thank Satan for the idea” Levi pat His shoulder as he walked off. “Oh right one last thing! There is a meeting today and- just go there, it’s serious” Levi tone became more serious. Mammon heart almost skipped a beat as he nodded. It was off for Levi to be so serious. Mammon walked down the stairs the whole place quiet, he looked around for anyone but everyone had already left. Odd, he shrugged it off as he left the HOL in quite of a hurry. Someone should’ve warned him about the meeting especially if it was that serious. He headed to the meeting room and he went to open the door but the door was locked. Was he late!? Lucifer was going to kill him. He started banging on the door his heart sinking to the bottom of his stomach. He was about to give the another knock he felt a hand on his shoulder he turned his head to see Satan. “The meeting isn’t in that room, it’s located somewhere else” Mammon sighed in relief as he rolled his eyes. “I knew that, I was just making sure that’s all” he laughed as he saw Satan smile. “Alright, if you know then where is it located” Satan put his hands on his hips. Mammon cockily opened his mouth but nothing came out. “Well..I…uh..I don’t know but that isn’t the point” Satan laughed as he only had one hand on his hip now. Lucifer is going to take us, apparently Diavolo received something and it’s urgent. But Lucifer won’t tell us, nor does he know any more then that” Mammon looked away. Something was clearly off but what was it. Satan sighed. “I feel the same way, whatever is happening then I’m a little nervous as well” Satan slightly frowned as a shook his head. “Honestly, I think it’s best if you stay out of this Mammon. If it’s what I’m thinking then maybe Lucifer would understand.” Satan turned to walk away Mammon grabbed his shoulder. “Satan what are you trying to say!?” Satan looked back at him. “Well, i hate to say this but if Lucifer has doubts for you to come then don’t. But if you do then do so, I shoukd start heading there anyway.”

Satan and Mammon walked out of the Campus each step Satan took the more worried he seemed to work. Mammon noticed this but he kept quiet for a while “so where is the place?” Satan sighed as he kept his eyes on the road. “Remember that ‘memorial’ place that was abandoned a few centuries ago? Well it’s past there.” Mammon thought for a second. “You mean that place? I wonder what’s past there anyway.” Satan pulled out his D.D.D. Apparently it’s all closed off Because that is the closets place to the human realm. It’s also the closet place to the Celestial realm” Satan tone stayed serious as they headed into a thick part of the city. Demons walking up and down the streets, the yelling and the cars honking. “I can’t say anymore about the place until we get there” Mammon nodded as the city only got thicker and thicker. They both stayed quiet throughout the walk. The air of the city started to lighten up as mammon window shopped as he walked by, everything in this side of the city seemed so cheap. A named brand T shirt for 23 Grimm!? You’d be stupid not to buy that! Maybe he could get a profit out of it. He heard a familiar voice next to him but Mammon mind was only on the amount of money he can get from here. “…..so As I was saying that’s why the place is so important” Satan said as all he got as a reply was “uh huh” Satan turned his head to see mammon who was basically drooling from the thought of cash. Mammon quickly got a slapping to the back of his head. “Ow!? I was paying attention! What was that for!?” Satan turned his head as he put his hand into his pocket. “Just making sure you were in reality” he sighed as mammon rubbed the back of his head. By then the air was fresh and the city was clear. “I don’t remember it being this far” Mammon sighed as he watched his feet. “You’re right about that part, maybe it’s because we haven’t been there for so long”. What felt like a hour the side walk ends. “Are we here? This doesn’t look like the place” Mammon looked at Satan as he looked at his D.D.D once more “Because it isn’t. Past this will be a forest and right in the middle is the spot.” Mammon heart pounded as he muttered “a forest..huh” Mammon frowned at the thought. “We better make this quick then let’s go” Mammon was the first one to head off as Satan followed behind. The wind blew shaking the trees as they both entered the forest. Ahead of them was a small trail the width only to hold one person at a time. Satan stopped before the trail and looked at mammon. “You sure you want to go there, it’s a dense forest who knows what will be there—” Satan was cut off by mammon storming onto the trail. “I’m one of the strongest demons and if I can’t handle a forest then what does that make me” he scoffed as he gave one last look at Satan before heading off.

Mammon walked down the lonely trail the only noise filling the air was the footsteps that came from him. Who knew how far Satan was from him but he didn’t care. The leaves danced in the wind the grass shimmered from the sun. It was quite..a lonely feeling Being here. It reminded him to much of that day, bough it was a relaxing feeling if anything. For what felt like miles the forest opens up revealing Lucifer and Diavolo. “So it’s really him who’s coming” Lucifer sighed as he looked down as for Diavolo he only looked at Lucifer with sympathy. “You Can’t blame him though Lucifer it’s been a long time. What’s wrong with seeing someone you saw as a brother once before” Lucifer clenched his teeth as he spoke through them. “He’s almost dead to me. Ever sense that day I don’t think I ever want to hear his voice again” Diavolo sighed as he looked away “I can’t blame you Lucifer, I don’t want to put any of you in a awkward position once more. But this meeting is out of my reach” mammon looked at them as he eavesdropped on their conversation. Mammon stayed quiet throughout the whole time as he hid from the pit of the forest. He looked back to see if he could find Satan, or anyone but it was just him there. Mammon frowned as he took a deep breath as he walked out of the forest to them. “So is this where the meeting is at? Pfft should’ve gave everyone a map or somethin” Lucifer shot his head over to him is face Immediately frowned. “So you did decide to come, unfortunate” the side or mammons lip twitched. “What do you mean unfortunate!? Why haven’t I heard about this meeting and had to rely on Levi and Satan to get me here!?” Mammon lost his temper as he c,etched his fist. Diavolo looked at Lucifer his expression still the same and he turned to look at mammon. “Mammon, it’s not that we didn’t want to exclude you, it’s more of…” Diavolo paused as he rubbed the back of his head. “Micheal, Lucifer got done telling me about the family, especially your past so when I got the message from Micheal, I didn’t think you’d want to see him again.” His eyelid half closed as he turned back to Lucifer. Lucifer looked away. “Especially when you told me about that you saw the other day I thought it had to do something with Micheal.” Mammon tried to process what was happening his head looked down as His shoulders lifted up. “So, the presents and everything..was all of a distraction huh.” Lucifer’s eyes widen as his voice became louder. “No! Mammon those presents where from all of us, for you to feel better about what happened and what’s going to happen—” He was cut off my mammons yelling. “So all of you knew about this!? And didn’t even tell me!” His voice hitched as he looked up at Lucifer his cheeks all flustered. “You guys didn’t even bother! You think I’m scared of that Fucker!? Because of some god damn vision I had!? Who do you think I am! After I let out all I felt into your arms you still did this!?” Lucifer went to calm down mammon by placing a hand on his shoulder. Mammon grabbed his hand and tossed it to the side.

“Do you really think that low of me..?” Mumbled mammon. Lucifer could only look at him his mouth shut tight. He turned and walked away from him. Mammon stood there alone as he grabbed his shirt and walked away back into the dense forest. He didn’t go back onto the trail, he didn’t even know where the trail was but that didn’t matter, what mattered is that he got away from them, all of them, if they didn’t want him here then they don’t need him there. His shoulders hung down as mammon kicked rocks watching them skip onto the dirt and mud. He cursed to himself his hands deep into his pockets. He kicked the rock one last time hearing a splash. The rock landed in a small river. He looked up where he was at the mountains of the forest rose and fell and the tall trees hung above him, patches or grass and rock across the ground and next to the stream. Mammon looked around more as he went to a large rock and sat down as he hugged his legs and dug his face into them. The noise of the river running down filled the quiet area and the Light that passed the trees scattered all over the ground, Mammon didn’t realize he was sitting under a area of sun. Where he was sitting was warm..no not warm..it was perfect, relaxing even so he pulled his face away from his legs sitting back slightly. The area was far to familiar though he couldn’t think of the right place. It was on the tip of his tongue, but that’s when he realized. He wasn’t in Devildom any more. His heart sank as he quickly got up to look around where he was. “Hey! Anyone! If your lookin for me I’m over here!” Mammon yelled for help his mind was Frantic. He stepped back as he continued to yell. “I know someone is over there! Just come and get me! I’m not scared!-” His foot slipped off the rock as he fell back into the river which almost seem to have gotten stronger.

Mammon mind went black. The coldness of the water sweeping over his body chilled him. He didn’t know how long he was there for before he heard someone’s voice. Mammon didn’t understand what any of there saying as the sharp pain in his head increased. He felt his body getting lifted up by two? Or three different people dragged his body. His head ached as he felt himself being laid onto a soft mattress. His body sank in as his mind blacked out once more. After hours maybe even a day is when Mammon opened his eyes. He was in a very elegant room, the wooden floor glowed as the light sun hit it, the white walls with very detailed paintings hung on the wall. The room itself felt like a dream. Mammon was looking around when a girl walked in, she wore a long white robe the ends fading to a light yellow as she held a tray of food. She noticed he was awake and smiled. “Good morning sir, how are you feeling?” It felt like a arrow stuck his heart. Was he imagining things? He pinched his skin getting a slight pain from it. He smiled as he looked at the girl. “I’m feeling better, thank you” he looked her up and down her wavy hair reaching to her waist her eyes a light Caramel brown as she placed the tray in his lap. “I’m glad to hear, I’m sure your hungry” Mammon looked down at the food. His mind was trying to fill in all of the pieces that’s when he took a bite of the food, it nearly made him vomit. “Celestial food!?” He nearly choked as he started to cough. The girl ran to him and pat his back confused with the whole situation herself. “Sir do you not like the food? I can get you anything else-” She was cut off when his hand was put on her chest as he gently pushed her away. He gasped slightly and cleared his throat. “I don’t want to be here ma’am.” The girl still being confused she asked why. “Why!? He’s going to kill me if he finds out I’m here!” He frantically got out of the bed as a white robe fell to his ankles. Shit he thought. He ran out of the room to a long hall with the same style. He saw angels walking up and down the halls as the room was filled with laughter. Mammons heart raced faster. He knew exactly where he was. His dumbass got himself into the celestial castle, all he wanted to do was get on his knees and scream but he looked both ways as he ran down the hall. There were flights of stairs after flight of stairs and corners after corners. He had gotten himself lost, he wondered down a huge hall filled with portraits elegant windows and doors, he slowed his paced. It’s been a long time sense he has been somewhere like this. He continued to walk down the hall until he approached one. There were seven hung in the wall. The top being Lucifer all the way down to Belphie, then finally Lilith. He stared at them completely speechless. Why did they still have these hung up? After what happen..why? That’s when he felt a pair of hands grabs his shoulders. He jumped as he turned his head around to see a tall particular fellow, skin so perfectly tan and wings so white and a perfectly glowing halo. “Long time no see mammon.”

[sunriseallium]

Relax

Summary: Tubbo just wants Ranboo to relax >:]

(Btw don't hesitate to send me prompts or asks or even just want to be friends (I'm awkward just warning you) :D)

Word count: 799

"You are very jumpy today Ranboo," Tubbo told the enderman hybrid. In response Ranboo jumped to look at the bee loving friend further proving Tubbo's observation.

"Just on edge. You never know when there may be an attack or Dream might escape prison, what if someone resurrects Wilbur without us knowing and he comes back angry so many things could just go wrong-" Tubbo sighed, standing up to go behind where Ranboo was sitting on the couch.

Ranboo continued his rant on what could go wrong while Tubbo stood silently secretly hoping he would be done soon. His friend did make some valid points, but some circumstances were so unlikely Tubbo knew it probably wasn't healthy to be thinking of all of this. No wonder the enderman hybrid was always anxious. It seemed as if Ranboo had gone over these possible (highly unlikely) scenarios multiple times with the way he just spoke them all fluently without the need of thinking.

The bee lover let out a long and loud sigh hoping the noirette would take the hint and in the nicest way possible just shut up. The boy had had enough after longer than three minutes of waiting. He kicked the back of the sofa and slammed his hands down in top of it as Ranboo jumped looking at Tubbo who he had now just noticed had gone behind him.

"You mister need to stop worrying. That's all very unlikely," Tubbo told the shocked hybrid, "You know Phil once gave me a massage, it was quit relaxing and I think I know what to do so I'm going to give you one." Ranboo sighed knowing there was no room for argument with the way Tubbo spoke. The brunet put his hands on ranboos tense shoulders and tried to gently knead them into being relaxed. At first it was working, Tubbo was quite good at massaging. The bop lover knew how to be gentle, probably from picking flowers and taking care of his precious bees.

Ranboos eyes started getting heavy the more he relaxed. It was strange realizing all this tension, his body didn't feel as rigid. As he was about to drift off Tubbos hands trailed a little further down his back and the noirette released an endearment like squeak, his back arching and automatically moving away from the delicate hands.

"What the fuck Ranboo? Why did you- oh wait I know. Come back I'll stay near your shoulders." Though Ranboo normally shoukd have known better he still went back hoping Tubbo would in fact do as he said. Or maybe not. Tubbos eyes held mischief in them but his voice was genuine which led the hybrid into a sense of trust.

The brunet continued the shoulder massage as Ranboo relaxed once again until he felt hands near his neck. He tried not to squirm or react hoping Tubbo wouldn't notice and it was just an accident. The taller hoped that Tubbo would leave his neck alone soon but all that hope vanished as Tubbos touches seemed for tickly than when he started.

"Ranboo stop squirming I'm trying to give you a massage." The enderman could hear the evil grin in the shortest voice, yet still he tried to stop reacting as maybe that would make Tubbo stop. That plan he made however sunk into the bottom of the ocean as he started giggling once Tubbo moved to higher up almost at his ears.

"I don't understand what's so funny honestly," Tubbo shook his head teasingly. Ranboo giggled more and occasionally Tubbo would hear a more endearment like sound in which he would coe and tease his friend about. Despite all this the taller made no move to try and stop Tubbo.

The shorter though got bored and switched back to Ranboos back and it was then he started hearing more laughter.

"Tubboooo naahahaha," Tubbo giggle at Ranboo as he started squirming more. This was obviously a worse spot for the hybrid.

The brunet stopped once he heard the tallers laughter getting wheezy. Immediately the noirette laid back on the couch a red hue across his face but a gently smile still resting there.

"Are you more relaxed now?" Tubbo asked with a grin. Ranboo nodded tiredly. Tubbo have his friend a pat on the head as he threw a blanket over the taller signaling that he should rest. It was already nighttime and Tubbo decide he would just stay there for the night so he curled up beside the enderman and closed his eyes.

Tubbo then decided befire he drifted off, that he should start giving everyone massages.

[marvel-is-perfection-blog]

All’s fair in love and war-Piotr X Reader

I realize I don’t post nearly as much as I shoukd but please do request or send anything in my ask box! I will write smut now because why not. I will note I did not check mistakes so I apologize. But I hope you enjoy! Feedback is welcome and so are random asks!!Without further ado here is my second writing!

Requested: Yes! @master-sass-blast

Warnings: Making out

Up next: To be decided

Piotr and I wake up to sun shining through our curtains. I roll over as close to him as possible and groan, it’s muffled by his chest however. He laughs lightly and bends his head down to kiss mine.

“Good morning, Dorogaya.” He mumbles into my hair.

“Good morning Pete. How did you sleep.”

“I slept well, just looking forward to our day together.” He and I planned on going to a fair a little ways out of town just for ourselves. Knowing our luck it’ll get interrupted before we even hit the road.

“I know! It’s going to be so much fun. I always loved going to the fair as a kid. Have you ever been to one?” I lean up on my elbow to get a better view of his face while we talk.

“Nyet. But who better to go with for my first time than you, Moya lyubov?” I grin widely and press my lips to his. Before it can go any further I jump off the bed with him calling after me. “Dorogaya where are you going?”

“I’m getting ready! We can’t be late or else it’ll get too crowded and won’t be as fun.” I explain to him while busying myself with brushing my teeth and hair. He simply laughs and follows my lead.

Roughly twenty minutes of messing around and getting ready, he and I make our way downstairs.

“Are you ready to go, moya lyubov?” He grasps my hand and starts leaving the X-mansion. I nod, not being able to contain my excitement, and smile uncontrollably.

“I cannot wait Piotr, you are going to love it so much!” I exclaim while bucking into the car. He smiles in return and begins the hour long journey to the fair.

During the entire drive I will him all about what you can do and eat the entire day and how sometimes they have fireworks at night.

“I don’t understand the point of that much junk food. Why is so much fried?” He glances at me with eyebrows raised.

“I don’t know man. It’s America. What can you expect with a fair? Most of the food is super good though. Please try some?” I try my hand at getting him to eat unhealthy for a day.

“I don’t know, Dorogaya. It’s really not good for you. Blocks arteries.”

“Please Pete? It’s our first real, uninterrupted date in months. Live a little.” After a moment of silence from him I hear a long dramatic sigh.

“I guess. You owe me.” I clap my hands together triumphantly and watch the everything passing by.

Soon after that we get to the fair, it’s not too crowded yet thankfully. He and I head to the main ticket booth and get a day pass while also getting extra tickets for food, rides, and games.

“Alright. What do you want to do first? Games?” I glance up at his blue eyes, happy to see them shining brightly back at me.

“Whatever you would like. You’ve done this before. I haven’t. Lead the way, lyblyu.” We walk to one side of the park area and look at all of the games. I see the one with the hammer and bell and pull him over there right away.

“Ready big guy? Whenever you beat a game you get a kiss. Whenever I beat one, I choose a food for you to try.” He nods and lifts the hammer.

Of course he easily hits the bell and wins a small stuffed dog. I lean up, with him leaning down, and lightly kiss him. We pull apart not being able to stop smiling. I hand him the dog and go to a water gun game.

I aim at the center and await the teenager to let me and the couple next to me go. The object of the game is to raise the clown head up to the top fastest. With Cable training me to use guns better, I beat the couple easily and win my own animal.

“This doesn’t seem fair. We’re choosing ones were good at to purposely win.” Piotr says behind me when I get up from the seat.

“That’s because you want a kiss and I want to get you to eat a deep fried Twinkie.” I shrug at him and go to our last game for the time being. “Here, lets go against each other for this one. It’s a ring toss so not unfair for either of us.”

“Hi! Would you guys like to try your hand at this ring toss game? Couple play each other all the time.” Another teen, a girl this time with short brown hair and brown eyes, asks us.

“Yes ma’am. Three rings each please.” I hand her the ticket and she hands us the rings.

“Well it’s simple. First to get the most rings around the peg wins. If you get all three you get the big prize, which is a big black bear.” Piotr and I nod and begin to toss. He and I both miss the first one, I get the second while he misses again, but I miss the third while get gets it.

“I have no idea how we did that but les go again. We have three more tickets.” I say to Piotr and hand the girl another ticket. This time I make the first and last ring while Piotr missed two of the three. “Looks like I get to choose two good for you to eat.”

“Good job, Dorogaya. But I would like to try again and get you the bear.” I nod my head in a go ahead motion and hand the girl another ticket. He misses only one this time but still doesn’t get the bear. “I know it’s the last game ticket, but I will get this for you.” I smile widely at him and give the girl our last ticket.

He makes all three this time and gets he the bear he was so determined to get. I hold the bear in my arms while also hugging him as tightly as possible with said bear in my arms.

“Thank you Pete! It so soft that I may keep it on the bed now.” He nudges me softly but laughs none the less. “Joking, but we should give the other animals to some other kids around the fair.”

“Very sweet of you, lyubov.” He says with a love stricken smile on his face. After a few minutes of searching, we find two kids who didn’t have anything. They gladly take the animals, and the looks in their faces mean the world to us.

“Well now that we finished with the games, how about we go do some rides now?” He nods looking very excited.

The first one we go on is a little cart one that glides in circles. It’s usually for little kids but we find it very relaxing. Next up is the grown up version of the same ride. This time it goes much fast and Piotr looks a little pale when we get off.

“You okay big guy? Need to sit down?” My eyebrows furrow together and I try to care for him the best I can in a growing crowd.

“No, no I’m fine. Just took second to feel better.” I smile at his occasional missing word and less him to the next ride. This one is the giant boat that swings back and forth until it goes really high. He enjoys it a lot more because it’s not spinning in a fast circle the entire time.

The last ride we do before lunch is a sort of roller coaster. Just smaller than a big one. It has cute little carts we sit in and get strapped down. There’s a lot of drops that make my stomach feel weird but it was the best part so far. The look on his face the entire time was worth everything leading up to this moment. He looked so happy and carefree that it was just perfect.

“You ready to eat junk?” I ask while we get a basket with a corn dog and deep fried Twinkie. He rolls his eyes at me playfully.

“I’ve had junk food before. Just not this much.” He glances at our plates we just got and hesitantly picks up the corn dog. He takes a bite and looks surprised.

“Are you okay Pete?” I ask making sure nothing is wrong.

“I’m great. This oddly good.” He mumbles with some food still in his mouth. I giggle at him and eat my own food. Soon enough it’s time for the Twinkie.

“Now you may not like this. I know a lot of people who don’t at all.” I tell him and take a bite of mine. He takes his own small bite before taking a larger one.

“This good too.”

“Still talking with food in your mouth, huh?” I smirk at him still chewing his last piece.

“I apologize, but it was really good. But, what’s next?” He seems a lot more eager and that makes me so much happier, if possible.

“Well since the sun is already starting to go down, we can ride the Tunnel of Love then the Ferris Wheel and maybe catch fireworks.” He nods and pulls me in the direction of the tunnel of love.

“I’ve never been on this before, what is it?”

“It’s kinda just a ride for teens to make out in with a bunch of hearts and Cupid’s around them.” I explain to him and he just nods, still not understanding why it’s a ride.

“Next in line please. Tickets please.” Now this teen doesn’t seem to want to be here and just rolls his eyes at us once we get seated. But luckily the ride starts and we leave him.

“So we’re supposed to make out then?” If I was drinking something I would choke from what he said.

“Well-uh-if you want to then I’m down.” He gently warps a hand around the back of my head and presses a gentle kiss to my lips.

It soon gets a bit more heated when I lean into it and swipe my tongue across his lips. We pull apart for a second before kissing again. Our lips move and mold together perfectly and it’s bliss. Every so often I move my head and get a little groan from him which makes me smile it’s the kiss.

“I love you so much, Y/N.” He whispers against my lips before connecting them again. We’re sure to have red and swollen lips after the ride.

“I love you too Pete.” After the little proclamation, we go right back to making out. This time my arms are wrapped around his neck with his hands on my cheek and waist.

This continues for a few more seconds until the lights get brighter and we realize we’ll be around families soon. We pull apart laughing and smiling like idiots.

“That was wonderful. Wanna go again?” I wink at him once we step out of the swan boat.

“Maybe another day. Next up is the Ferris Wheel.” I nod and we walk hand and hand to it. We give the worker our last ticket and get in a cart.

The cart goes very slowly up, stopping every so often to let someone on or off. But soon we get to the top and stop. I guess we chose a great time because I see a firework shell shoot into the sky. All bright red and spreading across the sky in a circle.

“This has been the best day I could ask for, Lyubov. Thank you for taking me.” Piotr whispers to me and uses his index finger to tilt my head to face him. The fireworks are still going off and are shining on his skin beautifuly.

“Of course Pete. Thank you for coming with me. I love you so much.”

“I love you too, Y/N.” And to cap off a perfect night he presses his lips against mine once more with the fireworks over our heads.

[greenflamedwriter]

Shiro Sides: Chapter Two

Shiro came back home and returned to “The sitting room.”

“Why do you call it that? Want to add a ™ while we’re at it?” Lance asked sitting on the arm rest, Shiro raised an eyebrow as one by one his...sides appeared before him.

Pidge his logical side, dressed in a suit and large glasses that they always pushedback on their nose with short croped hair.

Hunk his morality, he wore a blazer jacket that made him look snug and soft his hands always raised and covered in fingerless gloves. Shiro did have a craze back then.

And then there was Lance his creativity, he wore a garrison uniform but had a tassel on the side of his arm that made him look like a prince, or a character from Utena.

“Why even have a sitting room, your a Captain now shouldn’t we have a better living space?” Lance gestured and Shiro sighed, they had this conversation before.

Truthfully, he didn’t want to move, he hated change.

“Its fine- plus the house is already payed for.” It was left to him in his parents will another reason why he didn’t feel like moving.

Honestly he wondered why Lance was even here? he raley had to get creative and most of the ideas Lance had were mostly ridiculous. Like moving, and that was just one example…

“Alright but why the sitting room? Why not te kitchen- it at least has chairs!” Lance almost fell off he arm rest and instantly Shiro felt embarrassed

“Well it’s starting to become a regular occurance isn’t it? It’s like a therapeutic group thing with fictional people.”

“Don’t tell your subordinates that. How about you go for a real therapist.” Lance asked and that was another dumb idea. Shiro? Therapy as if.

“Look I don’t see the point of this anyway,” He tossed his coat onto the couch and had half a mind to collapse into it.

“Honestly I feel fine and relaxed and happy for once.”

“Are you sure about that?”

Shiro along with everyone else screamed “What the what!”

Lance fell off the arm rest for real.

Hunk yelped and Pidge moved away from the spot near the staircase into the hallway to avoid their new arrival.

A teenager dressed in a crop jacket with jaggard black hair and fingerless gloves, he was sprawled on the staircase looking pretty grumpy.

“Who the heck are you? Are there more of you waiting to pop out.”

The kid shrugged “Keith, also I was late to the party and thought now was a good time to pop up. With how relaxed you were feeling.” He smirked sprawling further on the staircase.

Shiro had no idea why but he felt a curl of irritation not at the apparition before him but more that he should know this kid, that he felt familiarity from him.

“Ugh, Keith.” Lance voice dripped with irritation “Why did you show up, didn’t you hear? Shiro’s fine, now buzz off.”

Keith crossed his arms “He’s lying, otherwise I wouldn’t be here.” Shiro could only watch unsure why the two were fighting.

“Wait- you didn’t tell me why you were here.” Keith blinked “oh um, I’m your anxiety.” He squared up waiting for the inevitable, Shiro finding him annoying and wanting him to leave, if only he could he wasn’t the villain here he was a part of him.

“Wait my anxiety? So you’re the reason why I survived! With that I would’ve died.” Keith blinked looking...off footed “Um you’re welcome?”

“I don’t mind!” Shiro said finally looking more at ease, he was more wary of the unknown than what he thought Keith originally was.

“Wait- you’re not...upset that I’m here?”

“Of course not? Why would anyone be upset with a fire alarm? Sure it was only a burnt piece of toast but a fire could happen, being anxious all the time is fine, it's easy to talk through it.” Pidge nodded glancing at Keith.

“Sure logic can ease anxiety and feelings- I don’t see the point of them- they are valid if you feel something then it’s real in that moment and easy to calm down.” Hunk gave his input “Like crying!”

“Huh?”

“Crying ever notice after a good cry you feel better after?” Lance could only glance back and forth “Are you guys kidding me? Crying is a bad thing you’re not supposed to cry to the point where it’s normal and aren’t we forgetting this is Keith here! A bad side.” Keith scowled “I didn’t ask to be like this.”

“Lance.” Shiro scolded.

Lance gaped “Wha- but this is Keith we’re talking about here! He is literally your anxiety and causes you distress.” Shiro had had enough “Lance, Keith is the reason why I’m even alive today.”

“Yeah but he’s stressing you out- and stress kills! Look even your hair is turning white!”

“I’m fine! There's nothing wrong with me or Keith! He’s done his partas have Pidge and Hunk but what have you done? You talk big but I din’t see what you bring to the table what reason do I need to be creative?”

The others stared and Lance looked distraught.

“I- you, “ his face closed off and he took a breath “You know what? Fine, talk about your issues with eachother or better yet don’t just bottle it up like you always do Shiro.” His eyes were watering but Shiro was still angry enough to not only care but relish in the fact.

“See how you do without me.”

Lance disapeared and that was when Shiro felt distressed, he realised lance was a part of his pride and with him gone- no it shoukd be fine everything was going to be fine.”

Everything was NOT fine.

Shiro was a mess, really. His hair wasnt combined he had bags under his eyes and he had a speech today and usually he could think of inspirational speeches on the spot but now?

His minds a blank. Thank god he write it down but it sounded flat- cheap.

Even the young cadets looked unsure.

He had so many meetings he snapped more he had no patience and everything was just goig sideways.

Until…

“Take a day of captain, you’ve been working too hard.” Iverson said and Shiro had to gape.

Workig too-

He barely got anything done today?

So he stirmed home and thats where they all were.

His sides

“What happened!?”

Pidge sheugged “Lack of sleep? Protein maybe you are working too hard.”

“Either way people are disapointed in us.”

“Not now keith-”

“Arent we forgetting something important?”

“Like what?”

“Wheres Lance?”

“Does it matter?”

“What? Of course it matters Lance’s whole core personality is being an actor and Shiro you have always been a mess Lance was able to hide that!”

“No- I’m nlt always a mess-”

“Not always but close enough, Lance quote was always fake it till you make it!”

“We dont need him!”

“Oh yeah? How did that motivational speech go, Takashi?”

“...”

“Or the stratergy meetings? Your usually good at those, but not today you had no input, your mind was a complete blank.” Pidge crossed their arms “Lance is your creativity and Keith is your instincts, Hunk is your morales and I’m logic. We are all an important piece.”

“...and we made Lance feel like he wasnt wanted.”

“We have to being him back!”

“How?”

“We’ll fogure it out while you think of a good apology for Lance.”

One moment there were in his living room, the next?

He was in a white space.

“Um are you sure this is right?”

“I think I missed the turning sonewhere.”

“No this is Lance’s room.”

“Room?” Shiro asked against the splitting migraine from all the white.

Until they heard a sound like paper theough a shredder and turned to see.

A boy surrounded by a clutter of junk, like a room slowly being chipped away by reality.

The boy held a console over a bin and almost destroyed it until Pidge yelped “Dont you dare!”

He turned startled and the kthers froze to see-

“Lance!?”

“Dont look at ne I’m hideous!” He yelped covering his face, he didnt look that bad, his hair was a mess, he wore an oversized cardigan and had the most chic glasses on his face.

He looked confortable.

He paused paused “Oh yeah it doesnt matter anymore.” He turned tossing a poster into a bin, and Shiro realised he saw what it looked like it was his pokemon poster he begged his mom for- why did he care about it again?

Then Lance took the trophy Shiro won at karate ad Shiro felt indignation he worked hard for that-

It fell in the trash and Shiro forget why he cared.

Wait.

Lance picked else up and Shiro stomped forward grabbing his arm “Stop it!” Lance looked stuned his glasses falling down his nose.

“Lance? What are you doing?” Hunk asked calmly and Lance scoffed.

“Whats it look like? i’m taking my dumb shit and I’m leaving your perfect life no need to hold you back right?.”

“Lance we didnt say that-”

“But you were thinking it!”

Lance smiled “Shiro I’m a part of you- being too hard on me is saying you are too hard on yourself I think…” Lance held out his arms.

“We both need to give each other a break.” Shiro relaxed and easily fell into the embrace.

“I cant help but think… you look like someone I know.”

“Well Maybe were all inspirations of someone you know?”

Shiro leaned back “No, I mean…” he stared at Lance his glasses tettering on his nose and his soft grown hair.

“You remind me of Adam, I never treated him right either- I pushed him away and made him feel like he wasnt important when thats not true!” Lance blinked looking touched that Shiro compared him to his fiance- ex fiancé.

That was going to hurt like a bitch.

“And not just you, Pidge you remind me of my best friend Matt, he always told me when I was wrong and helped me figure things out and Keith reminds me of my younger self, Lance I dont think Keiths better than you I just find myself relying on him more.”