#mia queen x reader

[nickeverdeen]

Autumn Cuddles | Mia Smoak x fem!reader

Pairings: Mia x reader (romantic), Sara x Mia (platonic), Sara x reader (family)

Type of fic: Fluff (?)

Warnings: None

Summary: After not putting on enough clothes and getting a bit sick from the wind you got a cough, but decided to keep it from Mia yet of course she found out

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You had always been a ray of sunshine, bright and full of energy—Mia liked to call it your “golden” personality. It was one of the things she loved most about you, even if it made her a bit wary sometimes. She worried for you constantly, wanting to keep you safe. That was why Mia preferred to keep your relationship low-key, at least until she felt certain you wouldn’t be put in any danger because of her. You never minded—you loved Mia, and if staying under the radar was what it took to be with her, you’d do it without hesitation.

But now, as autumn swept through Star City, bringing colder temperatures and harsher winds, you found yourself feeling less energetic than usual. You hadn’t bundled up enough a few days ago, and now you were paying the price—your throat hurt, and a cough had started to settle in. You didn’t want Mia to worry, though. She already worried about you so much, and it was just a little cold. So, you tried to push through it, flashing her your usual smile even though it lacked some of its usual spark.

After a few days, however, Mia noticed. You couldn’t hide the fatigue in your eyes, and your usual energy was clearly missing. When she asked if you were okay, you tried to brush it off, assuring her that everything was fine, but Mia wasn’t convinced. She frowned at your response, her eyes narrowing slightly in concern.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” she asked, her voice soft but insistent.

You hesitated for a moment before sighing. Lying to Mia always made you feel bad, especially when she looked at you like that. You gave her a small smile. “Okay, fine,” you admitted. “I’ve had a bit of a cough, but it’s getting better. I’ve been staying home more, so it’s not a big deal.”

Mia’s eyes widened slightly, a flash of annoyance crossing her features. “You’ve been sick and didn’t tell me?” she said, her tone lightly scolding.

You winced slightly, giving her a sheepish smile. “I didn’t want you to worry. It’s just a cough.”

Mia let out a sigh, shaking her head. “You know you can’t keep things like that from me,” she said, her voice softening. “I just want to take care of you.”

You nodded, feeling a pang of guilt. “I know, I’m sorry.”

Mia’s expression softened further, and she let out another sigh, this one filled with exasperated affection. “Alright,” she said, her tone gentler. “Go sit on the couch and put on whatever your comfort movie is.”

You blinked in surprise, her sudden shift catching you off guard. “What?” you asked, confused.

“Go,” Mia said, giving you a gentle nudge. “I’ll make you some tea.”

You hesitated for a moment before nodding, giving her a small smile as you made your way to the couch. You grabbed the remote, scrolling through the options until you found your comfort movie—Tangled. It was a bit silly, but you loved it, and it always made you feel better. You pressed play, settling back against the couch as the opening scene began to play.

A few minutes later, Mia joined you, a steaming mug of tea in her hands. She handed it to you, her eyes soft as she watched you take a sip. “Thank you,” you said, your voice sincere.

Mia gave you a small smile before sitting down beside you, pulling a fluffy blanket over both of you. She wrapped her arm around you, pulling you close as you snuggled against her. As the movie played, you slowly began to relax, the warmth of Mia’s body and the soothing sound of her breathing making you feel safe and comforted.

Eventually, you found yourself lying down, your head resting on Mia’s chest as her arms wrapped around you. The exhaustion from the past few days caught up with you, and your eyes began to droop, the movie becoming a blur in the background as sleep took over.

Mia watched you, her eyes soft as she stroked your hair gently. She knew she couldn’t stay angry with you for long—it was impossible when you looked at her with those puppy-dog eyes. She just wanted to keep you safe, to make sure you were okay. And now, as she held you in her arms, she felt a sense of peace, knowing that you were here with her.

It was late when Sara Lance returned home, her footsteps quiet as she entered the living room. She paused when she saw the two of you on the couch, her daughter fast asleep in Mia’s arms, the movie still playing on the TV. A soft smile spread across Sara’s face as she took in the scene. She had always been wary of anyone who got close to her daughter, but seeing Mia like this—so gentle and protective—made her realize just how much Mia cared for you.

Mia looked up, her eyes meeting Sara’s. There was a moment of silence before Sara gave her a small nod, her smile warm. Mia returned it, a bit awkwardly, her cheeks flushing slightly before Sara turned and made her way to her bedroom, leaving the two of you alone.

Mia let out a soft sigh, her gaze returning to you. She leaned down, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead. “I love you,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.

And as she held you close, the warmth of your body against hers, Mia knew that she would do anything to protect you, to keep you safe and happy. You were her light, her sunshine, and she would never let anything take that away.

[donttxtathebeach]

HOLLYWOOD

Drew Starkey x Actress!reader

smau & Real Life

This series is a mix of angst, fluff, and feels, with a healthy dose of swoon-worthy moments that will have you rooting for Y/N and Drew 

Disclaimer: For how I wrote it, Jonathan Nolan is divorced; it will make sense. I promise I have a vision. 

BEHIND THE SCENES:

Y/N Nolan, 25-year-old actress and daughter of Jonathan NolanBritish-American screenwriter and film producer; she spent the last seven years dominating the horror genre, earning her the title of Hollywood’s “queen of horror.” But for the first time in her career, she steps outside her comfort zone to take on the role of Ani in Anora, a raw, emotionally charged drama that forces her to confront parts of herself she’s long buried. The role is transformative—but also terrifying. Drew Starkey, the 31-year-old actor whose kindness and calm demeanor started to shift Y/N’s world after their viral Actors on Actors interview. Their easy banter sparks rumors online, but their connection runs far deeper behind the scenes. Drew becomes Y/N’s rock as she navigates the intense emotional toll of her new role and the pressure of being Hollywood’s “it girl.” Follow their journey as Drew helps Y/N process the weight of her career and the vulnerabilities that come with it, even though she grew up in this industry. Whether it’s late-night talks at his apartment, quiet moments of comfort after emotional breakdowns, or the steady way he supports her without ever pushing her boundaries, Drew becomes the safe space Y/N didn’t know she needed. From friends to lovers. The media is obsessed with their every move, and fans are shipping them left and right, but Y/N and Drew are just taking things slow—learning how to lean on each other in a world that’s constantly watching. From private movie screenings to heartfelt confessions, Hollywood explores the beauty of falling in love when life feels overwhelming and finding someone who reminds you of who you are underneath it all.

MEET & GREET

Y/N NOLAN

( FC for smau's Mikey Madison & occasional Mia Goth)

Y/N grew up in the picturesque town of Nantucket, a world away from Hollywood’s glitz yet tethered to it through her father, the visionary director of Interstellar. Her childhood was shaped by both beauty and heartbreak; at the tender age of five, her mother left, leaving her father to raise her alone. A devoted parent, he stepped back from directing to focus on being there for her, driving her to ballet classes and movie sets, ensuring she felt supported in every aspect of her young life. The industry was always a part of Y/N’s world. By the time she turned 13, her father resumed his directing career, and she was old enough to understand the passion and dedication that filmmaking required. It wasn’t long before she began forging her own path in the industry, debuting with her first role in the haunting A24 horror film The Blackcoat’s Daughter (2017). Her chilling performance captured attention, but it was her work in X and its prequel, Pearl, that earned her the title of “queen of horror.” Her ability to balance vulnerability, terror, and raw humanity in each role made her a standout talent in the genre. The momentum didn’t stop there. Y/N starred in Infinity Pool, a surreal and provocative exploration of morality and identity, followed by the highly anticipated Maxxxine, the final chapter in Ti West’s celebrated trilogy. Each film reinforced her reputation as a fearless actress who thrived in the dark, twisted corners of storytelling. Though she’s now recognized as Hollywood’s “it girl,” Y/N has stayed true to her roots, continuing to reside in Nantucket. The serene coastal town provides her a haven away from the chaos of her rising stardom. Her lifelong best friend, Elle Fanning, has been by her side through it all. The two met as children on the set of a movie her father was directing—Elle was five, Y/N was four—and have been inseparable ever since. Their friendship has been a constant source of strength and joy, with Elle always cheering Y/N on as she conquers new challenges in her career. Now 25, Y/N is taking on her most emotionally demanding role yet in Anora, stepping out of the horror genre to prove her versatility as an actress. As she navigates her meteoric rise, she’s also building a budding romance with actor Drew Starkey, whose quiet, grounding presence has become an unexpected anchor in her life. Through it all, Y/N remains a beacon of humility and resilience, embracing every challenge and triumph with the grace of someone who knows where they come from—and where they’re headed.

DREW STARKEY

Drew Starkey, a Southern charmer from North Carolina, grew up far removed from the Hollywood spotlight. Raised in a close-knit family, Drew’s upbringing was humble and grounded, with strong values instilled by his parents. Though he initially pursued a more traditional path, attending college with the idea of pursuing business or law, his love for storytelling eventually won out, and he began acting in local theater productions. Drew’s big break came in 2018 when he landed the role of Rafe Cameron in Netflix’s Outer Banks. His portrayal of the deeply flawed, troubled character earned him critical acclaim and put him on the map as a versatile actor who could bring layers of complexity to even the most unlikable characters. With his piercing blue eyes and natural charisma, Drew quickly became a fan favorite and a rising star in the industry. Drew has consistently sought out roles that challenge him as an actor. From independent films to supporting roles in major projects, he has steadily built a career defined by thoughtful choices and quiet intensity. Despite his success, Drew has managed to stay grounded, attributing his level-headedness to the support of his family and his love for the outdoors, which he often retreats to whenever he needs a break from Hollywood. At 31, Drew is entering a new chapter in his career and personal life. His professional chemistry with Y/N began during their Actors on Actors interview for Variety, where the pair immediately connected over their shared passion for storytelling and mutual respect for each other’s work. What started as lighthearted banter soon turned into something deeper. Drew’s admiration for Y/N goes far beyond her professional accolades. He’s drawn to her down-to-earth nature and the way she values her roots, a quality that resonates with his own upbringing. While their relationship is still in its early stages, Drew’s actions speak volumes—whether it’s rearranging his schedule to support her at events or organizing thoughtful gestures to celebrate her achievements, his affection for her is clear. As Drew continues to evolve as an actor and a person, his partnership with Y/N feels like a natural extension of his journey. For Drew, being with Y/N isn’t just about finding love—it’s about finding someone who sees him for who he truly is.

ELLE FANNING

Background on Elle Fanning for Hollywood

Elle Fanning, a true Hollywood prodigy, was practically born into the industry. As the younger sister of Dakota Fanning, she began acting at the tender age of two, often playing younger versions of her sister’s characters. But Elle quickly proved herself as a star in her own right, earning critical acclaim for her breakout performance in Somewhere (2010), directed by Sofia Coppola. From there, she cemented her place as one of Hollywood’s most talented and versatile actresses, seamlessly transitioning from child star to leading lady. While her career blossomed, Elle also cultivated a deep and enduring friendship with Y/N. The two met as children on the set of a movie directed by Y/N’s father when Elle was five and Y/N was four. Despite their young age, their connection was immediate and unwavering. Growing up together in the often isolating world of Hollywood, they became each other’s anchor, navigating the pressures of fame, auditions, and red carpets side by side. Now in her late 20s, Elle has developed a reputation as one of the industry’s most beloved stars, known for her grace, warmth, and transformative performances in films like The Great, The Neon Demon, and Maleficent. Despite her successes, she has always prioritized her friendship with Y/N, often describing her as her “chosen sister.” Elle’s role in Hollywood reflects her steadfast support for Y/N during a pivotal time in her career. Whether it’s cheering her on at premieres, hyping her up on social media, or simply being a comforting presence during moments of doubt, Elle is the epitome of a loyal best friend. Their bond goes far beyond the glitz and glamour of the industry. From spontaneous trips to Nantucket, where Y/N still reside, to quiet nights reminiscing about their childhood adventures, Elle and Y/N share a connection that is both rare and enduring. For Elle, supporting Y/N isn’t just about friendship—it’s about celebrating the person who has been by her side through every triumph and trial, proving that true sisterhood knows no bounds.

ABBIE’S CORNER

welcome to Hollywood, I honestly have had this storyline written in my notes since Anora came out, so I'm excited for it! was having such a big writers block for my Rafe story, because although I love Rafe, I love writing for Drew a lot more!

[south-of-heaven]

Hi there! Can I please request a BRE/reader where they’re spending an afternoon gaming together and reader is terrible at gaming but wants to show support for/partake in the things her partners like? BRE are happy to include their partner in their gaming session and are there for her with light teasing, helping hands, and maybe the occasional kiss or two. Lots of fun and fluff, please!

Thank you!

Pretty Terrible || The BRE x Reader

Summary: You're a pretty terrible gamer. You still try, though. For the sake of your partners.

You sit on the couch surrounded by your partners, Dakota, Mia, Shayna, and Jessamyn, all eagerly clutching their controllers as they prepare for a gaming marathon. They've been trying to teach you how to play for ages, but despite their best efforts, you're still pretty terrible at it.

But today, you're determined to give it your best shot. After all, gaming is something they all love, and you want to show your support by joining in on the fun. So you grab a controller and try to follow along as they explain the rules and controls of the game.

As the game progresses, you quickly realize just how out of your depth you are. Your character is constantly getting taken out by the others, and try as you might, you just can't seem to get the hang of it.

But despite your lack of skill, you find yourself having a blast. The laughter and camaraderie shared between you and your partners is infectious, and even though you're losing pretty badly, you can't help but enjoy yourself.

After a while, though, you decide that it's time to throw in the towel. You've had your fill of gaming for the day, and besides, you'd much rather spend the rest of the afternoon cuddled up with your partners.

They tease you mercilessly for your lack of gaming prowess, but you take it all in good humor. After all, it's all in good fun, and you know they're just teasing you because they care.

Except for Jessamyn, that is. She's always been the more nurturing one of the group, and as you set down your controller and snuggle up in her lap, she wraps her arms around you protectively, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of your head.

"Aw, don't worry about it, babe," she murmurs, her voice soft and reassuring. "You may not be the best gamer, but you're still the best cuddler."

You can't help but smile at her words, feeling a warm glow of affection spread through your chest. As you settle in for the rest of the afternoon, wrapped in the arms of your partners, you know that even if you're not great at gaming, you're still surrounded by love, and that's all that really matters.

[beepbooopbooop]

Hi Queer people and simps! Welcome to my goofy ass reader insert/ imagine (wtv you want to call them) place :b

about me ->

Hi I'm Nia! I used to write a lot of imagines then I stopped lmao excuse me if these suck absolute ASS for a minute. I will be doing this mostly as a side hobby so requests may be answered slowly as I am in school and have work plz be paitent with me! I am gender apthetic and use They/he/she prns in any order just mix em up every once and a while (I will also have all of the inserts as gn! Readers unless SPECIFICALLY Stated otherwise at the beginning)

Ground rules ->

Once again please be paitent with me as I get requests done 🙏🙏

Nothing like weird basic dni once agian !!! Cannot stress this enough no ics or isms or ests!!! Proshippers DNI!!!

No character/character I just don't feel this is the right place beacuse I'd prefer if it stay strictly character/reader

Nothing that's is along the lines of non-con/rape nsfw!!!

With that being said nsfw is allowed but I'm not the greatest at it so it'd be in headcannon form

MY best writing is fluff and comfort based things

I do not write /readers about characters under the age of 18

Also plz keep in mind tumblr does often EAT REQUESTS so if I don't get back to it just request agian

In order to see when I'm taking requests check my bio :)

What do I write for? ->

Batman the animated series (original, although I just started it)

Smiling freinds

Interview with vampire

Bridgerton

Queen Charlotte

AHS (but I'm specifically more familiar with hotel and 1984, I still like the other seasons though)

Moral orel

The simpsons

Sailor moon (villans)

Pearl (or literally anything with mia goth in it)

Chucky

ANY sims character (from like lore for ex. Bella goth)

Sallyface

Darkwing duck

Inuyasha

Monsters at work (anything monsters Inc related tbh)

AHHH! Real monsters

An extremely goofy movie

Twilight

Wonder over yonder

Survival of the thickest

POSE (Blanca I love you)

Barbie

Mortal Kombat

Probably missing a few but feel free to ask if I write for a certain show/movie/book! <3

[55szn]

lost and found - ln4

lando norris x fem!reader smau

summary lando thought he had lost his summer love warnings none i think fc barbara kristoffersen taglist @jaydaaasworld notes requested!🌷

INSTAGRAM

yourusername

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yourusername mamma mia l’italia 🍝🤌🏻

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friend1 girl you spent THREE days there what are mamma mia-ing for

yourusername the three best days of my life leave me alone i miss it so much

friend2 you’re in PARIS rn what do you have to be sad about 😭

friend2 btw who tf is that

yourusername that’s a secret i’ll never tell xoxo gossip girl

friend1 i hate you☺️

friend3 gorgeous 😍 when can i see uuuuu

yourusername I’LL BE IN SYDNEY IN THREE WEEKS BABE TEXT ME!!!!

landonorris

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landonorris italy was really really fun 🍕

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user summer lando😍😍😍😍😍😍😍

user loosing my fucking mind over the 1st pic (no i’m not okay)

user LIKEEE HE LOOKS SO GOOD😫😫

user YO WHO THE FUUUCK IS THAT

user FR WHY ARE WE NOT TALKING ABT THIS

user patiently waiting for the f1 gossip pages to find out who that is ☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️

user girl we are TRYING there’s literally nothing

user trying to be chill about the fact that lando may be taken

TWITTER

INSTAGRAM

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lando.jpg tbt italy 🥹

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user LANDO’S ITALY POST GIRL IS BACK EVERYONE THIS IS NOT A DRILL!!!!!!!!

user but we still don’t have a tag or see her face i hate his ass😭

user hard launch tonite queen?

user we ain’t even getting a soft launch babe

user PLEAAASEEE JUST MAKE IT PUBLIC I WANT HER POSTING BOYFRIEND LANDO CONTENT

user ONG

user i get the vibe this was just a summer fling so i don’t think we are ever getting that 😞

user summer fling and he’s still posting her lmao lando get tf up

MESSAGES

INSTAGRAM

alexandrasaintmleux

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alexandrasaintmleux girls night 🦋

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francisca.cgomes <3

user so cute alex!

user umm guys check @/yourusername profile

user HOLD AWWNNNNNN

user is that…😦

user WE GOT ITALY SUMMER GIRL’S INSTAGRAM !!!!!!!!

user oh she’s gorgeous

yourusername lovely meeting you girls! 🫶🏻

alexandrasaintmleux looking forward to seeing you again!🩷

TWITTER

MESSAGES

INSTAGRAM

landonorris

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landonorris lost her once found her twice (thank you alex)

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charles_leclerc more like thanks ME 😒

carlossainz55 more like thanks me for listening to his mental breakdowns 🙄

landonorris wow no need to expose like that

yourusername damn you were having mental breakdowns over me before we even started dating 🤣🤣

landonorris thanks a lot carlos, thanks a LOT

alexandrasaintmleux you’re welcome just treat her right 🫶🏻

landonorris 🫡🫡

yourusername never would’ve thought that i’d see my italian summer boy again 😢

landonorris makin me tear up babe😢

user i’m crying i never thought i would live to see this day…

user this story is soooo cute i’m obsessed

user boyfriend lando material incoming 🙏🏻

user THOSE PICS ARE SOO CUTE SLEEPING ON THE HIGHWAY TONIGHT

[jayhyunglover]

Dry? me I desert him

Pairing: Sylus x reader

Tags: cowgirl , pussydrunk Sylus , overstimulation, sub! Sylus (he's a mess)

A/N: was listening to Work by Rihana and it made me think of him

"One more” you cooed to the writhing man below you . 

You didn't know how long it's been since you were riding Sylus , the heat bezwen you two was unbearable,  thighs growing sticky with his cum that kept oozing from where you two were still connected 

“K-kitten” a broken , fucked out whimper left his parted lips , eyes screwed shut at the way you were literally milking him. 

He looked so pretty , bulky arms wrapped snugly around your waist, a pretty strawberry pink blush settled on his cheeks , eyes hazy with lust , a sheen of sweat covering his muscular body . 

So beautiful,  depraved , undone all because of you and your unforgiving hips. 

“You can give me one more yeah?” Anchoring yourself on his shoulders to continue your mean little cadence , hips moving up and down,  up and down , drawing the prettiest gasp from his parted lips. 

His grip tightened on your hips , it was nearly painful if his cock didn't feel so good , mushroom tip massaging all your sweetest spots in a way that made your eyes roll back in your skull. 

It felt so good , painfully so but gods you couldn't stop not now or ever. Not even when you felt his cock twitch inside you , whines growing higher in pitch and intensity. 

“Sweetie” his hips were bucking up against yours now , fucking up inside you in small jerky movements to reach his peak , making your head drop in the crook of his neck . Bodies moving in sync . 

It was so messy, the mix of cum and slick , the overwhelming smell of sex , the sound of skin against skin that reverberated through your skull. 

“I_am coming shh-iiit” he panted against your mouth before capturing your lips in an heated kiss , lips moving lazily against each other's while he pumped you full of his seed for the nth time of the night. His orgasm washing over him like a tidal wave making him cry out against your mouth , sensitive shaft still twitching with every slow draw of your clamping walls .

He thought He reached heaven even if the woman looking down was anything but temptation and sin , perched on top of him, you were such a vision, a sight he will never get tired admiring.

“You didn't think we were down did you?” You whispered before licking the shell of his ear . Your voice pulling him out of his lustful daze

“you said one round for every anniversary you missed” you reminded him before pushing his back on the plush mattress. Adjusting your position to grind on him properly

“This is only the eighth” another harsh, slow grind that had him gasping for air “there's still 15 ones left Mr Quin” 

Your smile was so viscous and predatory, all fangs and sin and despite his exhaustion Sylus never felt more turned on . 

“Anything you want Sweetie” he breathed out , voice hoarse from exhaustion and arousal.

If his Queen wanted 15 rounds more, who was he to deny her ? 

“Anything I want?” You chuckled,  hands resting against his chest to give yourself more leverage , strands of hair sticking to your face from the heat

“Anything” he repeated,  eyes bleary and unfocused,  the flush of his face traveled down to his neck and chest painting the most erotic sight you've seen in your entire life . 

The powerful leader of Onychinus,  spread out beneath you in a fucked out mess of pleasure all because of your touch.

Beautiful and all yours to ravage .

The thought sent a thrill through you that made you giddy and you were sure you won't stop only at 23 rounds .

"You're in for a long night, Mr Qin"  

@jinwoosbabyboo @chibichibi-mia @poisonf0rest @yourlocalcatscammer

[enha-doodles]

Omg sjsksk I love your works and i was wondering if you can write head canons or reaction of Slytherin boys reacting to their darling being from gryffindor 👀👀

SLYTHERIN GUYS REACTION TO YOU BEING IN GRYFFINDOR | ✧⁺。

Pairing : ( Mattheo , Tom , Theodore, Lorenzo, Draco ) x reader

Note : tysm for the request lovely !! I'm glad ppl are enjoying these ✨✨ wrote this quickly because I hit 500 and i wanted to post something for it sksjdhkdk

Warnings : none

Mattheo Riddle

Mattheo couldn't give a flying Snitch about house rivalry because he's head over heels for you. Still, he can't help but grumble about those Gryffindors, muttering how the Sorting Hat must've been napping when it put you in the wrong house.

He's like, "You? A Gryffindor? Nah, you're Slytherin material, love. Just look at how cunningly you stole my heart."

Tom Riddle

Tom's all about that subtle domination, like a cat playing with its prey. He'll casually drop hints about your Gryffindor status whenever he can, but it's all in good fun... mostly.

It's like he's saying, "Oh, you're a Gryffindor, darling? Well, just remember who's the real king of the castle here , who your lord is"

Theodore Nott

At first, Theodore's perplexed , wondering why on earth the Sorting Hat put you in Gryffindor. Stupid ass hat . Lowkey blames it on the hat being old and not having the same sense "maybe it's lost its power to sort along with its sanity"

But then he's like, "Eh, whatever. House smouse, as long as I've got you cara mia." He'd rather spend time cozying up with you than waste energy fussing about house rivalries.

Lorenzo Berkshire

Lorenzo's not one to beat around the bush Whomping Willow. He straight-up asks you to beg Dumbledore to switch your house. Very annoyingly continuosly.

He'll be like, "Come on, babe, it'll be easier for both of us. Slytherin's where you belong." But hey, even if you stay a Gryffindor, he's still all heart eyes for you.

Draco Malfoy

Draco's the drama queen of Slytherin, whining about your Gryffindor status like it's the end of the World.

He's all, "You're not seriously a Gryffindor, are you? Ugh, next thing you'll tell me is you're besties with Harry Potter." But deep down, he's just a lovesick puppy, willing to overlook house drama for your sake.

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[hazelsmirrorball]

My Boy Only Breaks His Favorite Toys | Charles Leclerc

SUMMARY: After being mia for a year, Y/n comes back better than ever ready to talk about her six year relationship, through music.

FACE CLAIM: Lola Tung

pairings: Singer! Reader x Charles Leclerc

a/n: sorry for also being mia!! i’ve been working with uni and publishing my book! i hope you guys enjoy

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david.iacono our girl is finally making a comeback!!

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user102 i’m sorry but she’s alive?!

user15 y/n is finally back!!

user12 omg finally!! i missed her so so much

user4579_ i’ve missed you in the paddock

minnie.mills she’s back!!!

user101 wait? our girl? what happened to charles?

-> user15 im pretty sure they broke up! she hasn’t been seen anywhere for the past year and that includes everything related to charles.

-> user278 they don’t even follow each other on instagram anymore!

y/n.l/n via insta stories. minnie.mills via insta stories.

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y/n.l/n guess who’s back with great news!! if you’ve been following me for a while you would now how much i love musical theater and i’m forever thankful for giving life to eurydice in hadestown!

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user10 our queen is back and she’s going to broadway?! omg guys!!!!!

user78 it’s happening!!!

user57 you did it y/n!!!

user17 i feel like a proud mother, congrats!!

minnie.mills broadway is shaking in their boots!! Just wait till they hear the album!

-> user890 the album?! what album??

-> user27 omg omg omg

-> y/n.l/n thank you for spoiling the album

user19 i don’t know what’s crazier, the album announcement in the comments or charles in the likes

y/n.l/n posted a video via insta.

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y/n.l/n. decided to give you guys a preview of a song I've been writing since I was gone, hope you guys enjoy!! xoxo

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user28 no fucking way!!!

user2901 I'm going to puke

user290 we can all agree this song is about Charles, right?!?! I can't be crazy

user190 this is so crazy

user789 but what’s the name of the song?

-> y/n.l/n my boy only breaks his favorite toys

-> user17 it keeps getting worse and worse for charles

user219 if this is the preview of the album she's writing if I were Charles I would start hiding

user89 once I fix me, he's gonna miss me?!?!? she ate I fear

user19 I guess the new album is a disstrack

user55 well at least we know who arthur and carlos side with in the breakup

user26 charles pr team should get to work

y/n.l/n via insta.

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y/n.l/n opening night was a hit! thank you for everyone that waited for me to heal and supported me all the way, i love you guys. good things are coming soon

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user78 you are so mega talented!! you deserve this and more

user891 the caption seems shady?

user178 oh charles what did you do

charles_leclerc congrats xoxo

-> user16 i don’t know what shocks me more, charles commenting or his xoxo

-> user89 once i fix me, he’s gonna miss me…

patriciooward via insta stories!

y/n.l/n via instagram !

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y/n.l/n all’s fair in love and poetry…new album THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT. out on friday!

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user189 omg?!? we’ve been getting so much content

user167 they could never make me hate you charles

patriciooward congrats cariño 🤍

-> user78 come again?

-> user67 pato what are you doing here?!

user78 i’m scared, if this is something about charles never proposing im going feral

user589 honestly i can’t wait until friday someone leak it!!

user67 please be ready charles

charles_leclerc 🤍

[csainzoperator]

smooth operator ☆

summary: y/n leclerc spending her summer in spain, with a special someone. but everyone is going crazy! who is this special someone???

(carlos sainz x celebrity!reader)

read more under the cut!

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summer break has been enchanting 🐚🌊 liked by carlossainz55, charles_leclerc, pierregasly and 92,928 others

landonorris without me??? 😞😞

- y/nusername next time, bestie 🤞🏼

- cqrlando NAH BYE NOT LANDO BEING A GREEDY BSF 🖐🏼

f1wags WHO IS THAT MAN

charles_leclerc first summer without your annoying ass 🙄

- charlesf1goat UM IF THAT'S NOT CHARLES?? QUEEN ARE YOU SOFT LAUNCHING RN??

- y/nusername you can just tell me that you missed me, lechair ‼️

carlossainz55 🌟

y/nusername has liked this comment

- f1islife UM GUYS ARE YOU SEEING THIS

- chillisainz what. does. that. mean.

- lechair16 GUYS NEW COUPLE??

pierregasly nice cap, hermano

- f1gossip HERMANO???

-y/nusername ikr, i got him that 😋

- carlosssred HOLY MOTHER. IS THAT SAINZ?

lilymhe so pretty, my love 😫

- alex_albon say what now

- y/nusername besos, lily 💋

- carlossainz55 🤨

- f1girly RAH STOP YALL SEEING THIS??

new gossip in the paddock. it is said that carlos sainz has been seen spending his summer break with y/n leclerc. is it true or are the fans going crazy?

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don't wanna leave, ever. :/ liked by charles_leclerc, lewishamilton, carlossainz55 and 1, 27, 928 others

lilymhe MOTHER IS MOTHERING OH MY GOD

- y/nusername STOP I LOVE YOU

carlossainz55 mamma mia

- y/nusername oh please 🖐🏼

- carlandooo UM???? THIS JUST CONFIRMS IT.

lewishamilton bro never misses back day

y/nusername has liked this comment

- ln4team LEWIS WHAT DO YOU KNOW. PLS SPILL

- y/nislove OH MY GOD???

no1ynlover wow. guys. she's so pretty i cannot

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home :) liked by y/nusername, charles_leclerc, landonorris and 108,89,829 others

landonorris wow i hate you guys for leaving me all alone

-carlossainz55 love you too, mate

- carlosxlando guys??? didn't he tell y/n something similar?

- landonorizz LANDO OUT HERE EXPOSING RN

carlandohoes GUYS THAT'S Y/N 100%

- f1wags what if they are on a friendly trip?

- smoooooth GIRL WHO ARE YOU GASLIGHTING RN 💀🖐🏼

y/nusername ORAAAANGES ‼️

- carlossainz55 no shit sherlock

- f1gossip HELP. i feel like my girl y/n gets bullied in this relationship 😭

- carlosschili ITS SO CUTE THO

fresh news. carlos sainz's latest post includes a woman, who most likely is y/n leclerc. the new couple are keeping it private but are surely not hesitating to show each other off as sainz has also made special appearances on y/n's latest posts.

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my smooth operator <3 liked by carlossainz55, charles_leclerc, landonorris and 99,828 others

charles_leclerc *pretends to be shocked* omg congrats guys!

landonorris THERE ARE KIDS ON THIS APP

- maxverstappen1 i told you to delete instagram 🙄

carlossainz55 te quiero, amor 🧸

- y/nusername BESOS 💋

f1wags IM GOING INSANE OMG

carlandooo CRYING THEY'RE SO CUTE AND PERFECT TOGETHER

lilymhe carlossainz55 YOU STOLE MY GIRL

- carlossainz55 she has literally been my girl since forever wym.

- f1fansss I CAN'T. "my girl" SQUEALING

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[nickeverdeen]

Thin Ice | Mia Smoak x gn!reader

Pairings: Mia x reader (both sided crush), Oliver x Felicity (romantic), Mia x Oliver (family), Mia x Felicity (family), reader x Oliver (strangers), Felicity x reader (strangers)

Type of fic: Fluff

Warnings: None (I think?)

Summary: Going ice skatinh at first seemed like a terrible idea, but with Mia guiding you both in skating and in something else it all seems to have become easier

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The city was alive with the glow of December lights, twinkling in the crisp air as people bustled about, hands wrapped around steaming cups of cocoa. You could hear the faint sound of Christmas music drifting from the ice skating rink Mia had somehow convinced you to come to.

“I still think this is a terrible idea,” you muttered as you sat on the bench, staring down at the pair of skates in your hands like they were instruments of doom.

Mia, already lacing up her skates, glanced over at you with a smirk. “Come on, you’ll be fine. It’s not that hard.”

You raised an eyebrow. “Says the person who’s probably been skating since she could walk.”

Her smirk softened into something resembling a smile. “Hey, I’m not that good. I’m just… average.”

You knew that wasn’t true—Mia was exceptional at just about everything. But that didn’t stop her from nudging you with her elbow. “I’ll help you. Promise.”

You hesitated, scanning the rink, where people glided effortlessly, laughing and spinning. It looked… fun. For people who knew what they were doing. “I’m really bad at this, Mia. Like, really bad. You sure you want to spend your time scraping me off the ice?”

Mia’s eyes softened in a way you rarely saw. She leaned closer, her voice quieter. “I wouldn’t have asked you to come if I didn’t want to spend time with you.”

Heat crept up your neck, and you quickly looked away, muttering something about putting on the skates. Mia just chuckled, shaking her head as she finished lacing hers.

The first step onto the ice was… disastrous. Your feet slipped in opposite directions, and you clung to the edge of the rink like your life depended on it. Mia skated circles around you, her hands in her pockets, watching with barely concealed amusement.

“Okay, yeah. This is a bad idea,” you said, gripping the railing.

“You’re doing fine,” Mia lied, stopping in front of you.

“No, I’m really not,” you countered, glaring at her.

Mia tilted her head, clearly debating something. Then, with a sigh, she held out her hand. “Alright. Come on. I’ll help you.”

You stared at her outstretched hand like it might burn you. “What if I pull you down with me?”

Mia rolled her eyes. “Just take my hand.”

With a deep breath, you let go of the railing and grabbed her hand. Her grip was steady, and as she began to skate backward, guiding you, you realized it wasn’t as terrifying as you thought.

“See? You’re doing fine,” she said, her voice softer than usual.

You gave her a wry look. “If by fine, you mean ‘barely standing,’ then sure.”

She laughed—a rare, genuine sound that made your heart skip.

Things were going relatively well until your foot caught on something, and before you knew it, you were falling.

“Crap—”

Mia, still holding your hand, had no chance to let go in time. She fell with you, landing awkwardly beside you on the ice.

There was a moment of silence as you both processed what had just happened.

“Seriously?” Mia muttered, sitting up and brushing ice off her jacket.

You couldn’t help it—you started laughing. Not a polite chuckle, but full-on, proper laughter.

Her lips twitched, and after a moment, she gave in, laughing along with you. It was rare to see her so unguarded, and it made your chest ache in the best way.

When the laughter subsided, you pushed yourself up, holding out a hand. “Come on, tough girl. Let me help you this time.”

She snorted but took your hand, letting you pull her to her feet. “You’re lucky I like you,” she muttered.

Your cheeks burned, but you didn’t say anything, instead focusing on staying upright as she steadied you again.

Unbeknownst to the two of you, Oliver and Felicity were strolling nearby, their path bringing them close to the rink.

“Is that…” Felicity trailed off, squinting as she spotted Mia on the ice.

Oliver followed her gaze, his eyebrows furrowing. “Mia? Ice skating?”

“And… holding hands?” Felicity added, her voice tinged with disbelief.

They watched as Mia carefully guided you across the ice, her usual tough demeanor softened by the way she smiled at you, her patience evident in every movement.

“Huh,” Oliver said, crossing his arms. “I didn’t know she had it in her.”

Felicity nudged him. “Guess she got that from me.”

Oliver rolled his eyes, but there was a small smile on his face as they continued on their way.

Back on the rink, you were finally starting to get the hang of it—or at least, you weren’t falling every five seconds.

“You’re getting better,” Mia said, her tone almost proud.

“That’s because I have a great teacher,” you replied, glancing at her.

She looked away quickly, but not before you caught the faint blush on her cheeks.

As the evening went on, the two of you fell into an easy rhythm, skating side by side. It wasn’t perfect, but it was fun, and by the time you left the rink, your cheeks ached from smiling so much.

Mia walked beside you, her hands shoved into her pockets, and for once, the silence between you felt comfortable.

“Thanks for today,” you said, bumping her shoulder lightly.

She glanced at you, her lips quirking into a small smile. “Anytime.”

And for the first time, you realized just how much you really liked her.

[inmyloveworld]

through the storm (jake "hangman" seresin x reader

word count: ~0.7k

synposis: hangman's partner has gone mia, and he's prepared to tally whatever's weighing them down.

warnings: vague allusions to depression?

a/n: this is very barely proofread or edited. i haven't had any writing inspo and lost the singular request i got months ago, but i've also been going THROUGH IT. so this is yet another result of my self-indulgence (where hangman is taking the reins!) enjoy :D

Grey skies weren't common in California. The bright sunlight always broke between the clouds cresting overhead. Today, though, the thicket of white above turned the world monochromatic. Jake sighed as he drove, knowing it would only hinder his efforts.

He pulled into the quaint cul-de-sac and parked. One hand swept up the few bags cluttering the passenger seat floor while the other fumbled for his keys and phone. A last ditch effort was made to check his notifications, another soft sigh leaving him as only your picture filled the screen.

Jake swiftly exited his truck. His feet felt light as air trailing the way to your front door. The key you'd given him lifted to unlock it, and was promptly tossed onto the small console table.

"Babe?" he tried calling. The warm timbre of his voice rumbled down the hallway. It muffled against your shut bedroom door, not creaked open as it normally was.

The aviator stopped off in the kitchen to settle the bags and refrigerate the few items that needed it. His heavy footsteps groaned into the hardwood floors, continuing to alert you of his presence. You did nothing to warn him of your own. Jake's frown grew in further realization.

He lifted a wavering hand to the doorknob. Privacy was a value of yours, he knew; part of the reason you had insisted to keep your own place until your rental agreement was to expire. But he also knew when that same valued privacy was a cover for your hyper-independence.

Jake settled on one last warning call, a soft rapping of his knuckles against the wood. "Babe, I'm coming in now."

A thought froze him: he had no idea what he was walking into. He had seen his partner in all kinds of vocal states, overexcitement and fury and even deep despair. The sudden quiet terrified him. How could he soothe a numbness, a void?

He would have to learn on the fly, as it was. No way in hell was he going to let you down now.

Another breath and Jake crossed the threshold of your room. Fern eyes flitted over the dark space to observe its state. The curtains were drawn closed, blocking out the little amount of light the clouds permitted. Everything was in its right place and tidied away, as if you'd spent hours decluttering to try and do the same with your mind.

The only thing in disarray was your queen bed, where you laid in a comforter strewn lump in the center of the mattress. Your breaths were silent, yet rose the bedding up enough to settle the worst of Jake's fears. He shut the door behind him as to not shock you any more than he intended to. Every step he took toward you was careful, still uncertain whether you were aware of him.

Sinking down onto the bed was a gamble Jake took hesitantly. Your face was still hidden beneath the blue fabric, your hair fanning out in messy strands. "Darlin'?" His voice was barely above a hum, but it was enough. You slowly peeked your eyes above the comforter to meet his. Jake greeted you with an award-winning smile, one that always turned your insides to putty. "I've been looking all over for you, darlin'. Really know how to run your cowboy ragged."

Tears lined your eyes at his words, guilt flooding you. "I'm sorry," you croaked. Jake's face immediately fell.

He leaned down to lay at your side, facing you and reaching up to cup your cheeks. "No, no, baby; don't you apologize, okay?" It ached his heart to see you feeling so small. Your vibrancy changed the colors of his life for the better. At present, they were all muddled and shirked away from your own view. Even if Jake couldn't bring those hues back to you himself, he would do everything he could for you while you awaited their return.

Jake thumbed away the few tears that started to roll down your cheeks. "C'mere," he cooed with an arm outstretched. You shuffled towards him in your mess of blankets for him to slide beneath. One arm snaked around your torso, drowning in one of his old tees, while the other cradled your head to his chest.

"There we are," he hummed as your bodies settled into one another. Jake pressed a kiss to your forehead as he felt the damp spots soak into his shirt. "I've got ya now, darlin'. I'll always hold you through the storms." After all, they were much easier to weather together than alone.

🏷️: @avengersfan25, @roosterforme

[south-of-heaven]

poly!BRE x fem!reader watching horror movies and reader cuddling up between shayna and jessamyn?

Spooky season || The BRE x Reader

Summary: Your partners are all excited for halloween. They decide that you should all watch a horror movie. You agree but pretty quickly regret your decision.

The autumn night had a distinct chill in the air, and the excitement for Halloween was palpable in your household. Mia, Jessamyn, Shayna, and Charlie had all been eagerly planning for this spooky season, and tonight's activity was a unanimous decision: a horror movie night.

As you all gathered in the cozy living room, the warm glow of candles casting eerie shadows on the walls, you couldn't help but chuckle at the enthusiasm your partners showed for the occasion. You, on the other hand, had always been a bit of a scaredy-cat when it came to horror movies. Nevertheless, you'd agreed to join in on the fun.

The movie began, and almost immediately, your heart started racing. The eerie soundtrack, the suspenseful cinematography, and the unexpected jumpscares all combined to create a terrifying atmosphere. You couldn't help but hide behind your hands, peeking out just enough to see the screen.

But as the plot thickened, so did the dread in your chest. Soon enough, you were squeezing your eyes shut during the suspenseful scenes, your heart pounding in your chest.

You felt a gentle hand on your shoulder and opened your eyes to see Jessamyn looking at you with concern. "Hey, are you okay?" she whispered, her voice soft and reassuring.

You nodded, unable to find your voice. The truth was, you were far from okay, but you didn't want to ruin the fun for everyone else.

Charlie, who was sitting on your other side, leaned closer, a playful smirk on her lips. "Don't worry, babe, it's just a movie," she said, wrapping her arm around your shoulders.

But when the next jumpscare hit, you let out a small yelp and practically leaped into action. You scrambled from your spot, caught between Charlie and Jessamyn, and ended up in Shayna's lap.

Shayna raised an eyebrow, a faint smirk gracing her lips. "Well, well, someone's a little jumpy tonight," she teased.

You could feel your cheeks flush with embarrassment, but you didn't have the energy to protest. Instead, you nestled closer to Shayna, seeking comfort in her presence.

As the movie continued, you found yourself not only in Shayna's lap but also holding Jessamyn's hand. You were a bundle of nerves, but your partners seemed more than willing to provide the support you needed.

The movie eventually reached its spine-tingling climax, and you let out a shaky breath when the credits began to roll. You were relieved it was over, but you couldn't deny the thrill of having your partners close, offering their warmth and reassurance.

Mia chuckled as she turned off the TV. "Well, that was quite the adventure, huh?" she said, giving you an affectionate pat on the shoulder.

You couldn't help but smile. "Yeah, an adventure, alright."

As the spooky night wound down, you found yourself in the comforting embrace of your partners, knowing that even the scariest of movies couldn't compare to the love and protection you felt with them by your side. Halloween might be scary, but with your formidable group of partners, it was also filled with love and laughter.

[elryuse]

YN is a struggling student, focusing on being a student and a having a job to sustain his daily necessities.

One night his classmates asked if he wanted to go to the club with them, he agreed and brought his girlfriend with him.

As soon as they arrived YN caught the eye of a girl from the VIP section, the girl called one of her bodyguards and instructed the guard to come to YN's table and invite him over, but YN disagreed. As soon as the girl heard that he disagreed she told the guard to invite both YN and his girlfriend to the VIP table.

YN reluctantly agreed because his girlfriend kept pushing him to agree, once they arrived at the VIP table the girl introduced herself saying her name was Giselle. Giselle offered them free drinks and they accepted it.

As the night goes on Giselle suddenly made an offer to the couple, "I'll give you $50,000 if you let me spend the night with YN".

YN immediately declined but his girlfriend said to think it through saying that they both need the money, After a while YN reluctantly agreed.

After that Giselle took YN to her penthouse and spent the night having some fun. But the next day Giselle couldn't have enough of him and decided to just buy YN off his girlfriend.

Making Your Boyfriend Mine.

GISELLE X MALE READER

Tags : Cheating, Reverse NTR, Cowgirl, Dirty Talk, Creampie, Lots of Kissing, Seductive, Dangerous Romance

3,7k Words

The bass pulsed through the club, vibrating in YN’s chest as he sipped his watered-down drink. His girlfriend, Mia, swayed beside him, her laughter blending with the music. She looked stunning tonight—her dress clinging to her curves, her hair catching the strobe lights in a way that made it shimmer like liquid gold. But YN couldn’t shake the weight of exhaustion pressing on him. Between classes and his part-time job at the diner, he was running on fumes. He only agreed to come tonight because Mia had begged him, saying they needed to "live a little."

Across the room, he caught her gaze—a woman in the VIP section, surrounded by bodyguards and bathed in an aura of power. She was unlike anyone he’d ever seen. Her dark eyes locked onto his, unblinking, like a predator sizing up its prey. He felt naked under her stare, even from across the crowded floor.

She’s looking right at me, he thought, quickly averting his eyes. But it was too late. A burly man in a black suit was already making his way toward their table.

YN’s heart skipped a beat. The man leaned down, his voice low but commanding. "Miss Giselle would like you to join her at her table."

YN froze. "Who?" he asked, though he already knew who she was. The woman in the VIP section hadn’t stopped watching him.

"Giselle," the man repeated, nodding toward the booth. "She’s… insistent."

"No thanks," YN said firmly, gripping Mia’s hand under the table. "We’re good here."

But Mia’s eyes lit up with curiosity. "Are you serious? That’s Giselle? The Giselle? She owns half the city!" She turned to the bodyguard, practically bouncing in her seat. "Tell her we’ll be right over."

"Mia—" YN started, but she cut him off.

"Oh, come on! It’s not every day someone like her invites us to sit with her. We can’t say no!"

Before he could protest further, they were being ushered to the VIP section. Giselle sat at the center of the booth, her legs crossed elegantly, a glass of champagne in her hand. Up close, she was even more striking—her sharp cheekbones, her full lips painted a deep red, her presence commanding the space around her like a queen holding court.

"Welcome," she purred, gesturing for them to sit. "I’m Giselle. And you are…?"

"YN," he said stiffly, sliding into the booth. "And this is my girlfriend, Mia."

Giselle’s lips curved into a slow smile. "Charming," she said, her gaze lingering on YN a moment too long before shifting to Mia. "You’re a lucky woman."

Mia giggled nervously, clearly starstruck. "Thank you. This is… wow. I mean, I’ve heard so much about you."

"All good things, I hope," Giselle said with a laugh, signaling for the waiter to bring them drinks. "Please, relax. Enjoy yourselves."

YN tried to keep his guard up, but the free drinks kept coming, and the conversation flowed surprisingly easily. Giselle was witty, charming, and disarmingly direct. She asked about their lives, their dreams, their struggles. By the time the third round of drinks arrived, YN found himself actually enjoying the conversation.

But then Giselle leaned forward, her expression turning serious. "Listen," she began, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "I’ll cut to the chase. I want to make you an offer. A very… generous one."

YN frowned, sensing where this was going. "What kind of offer?"

Her eyes flicked to Mia, then back to him. "Fifty thousand dollars. Tonight. All I ask in return is… you."

YN’s jaw dropped. "Excuse me?"

Mia choked on her drink, her wide eyes darting between them. "Wait, what do you mean ‘you’?"

Giselle smiled, unfazed. "I want YN to spend the night with me. Just one night. Fifty thousand dollars. No strings attached. Think of it as… a business transaction."

YN shook his head immediately. "No. Absolutely not."

But Mia hesitated. "Wait, just… hang on. That’s a lot of money. We could pay off your student loans, get a better apartment…"

"Mia," YN said sharply, his stomach knotting with disbelief. "You can’t seriously be considering this."

"I’m just saying, we should think about it," she insisted, her voice pleading. "It’s one night. And it’s fifty thousand dollars. Do you know how much that could change our lives?"

YN stared at her, his mind racing. Is she really asking me to do this? To cheat on her? But the desperation in her eyes was unmistakable. They’d been struggling for so long—working themselves to the bone just to scrape by. Could he really say no to something that could fix everything?

Reluctantly, he nodded. "Fine. One night."

Giselle’s smile widened, triumph flashing in her eyes. "Perfect. Shall we get out of here?"

The penthouse was opulent beyond anything YN could have imagined. Floor-to-ceiling windows offered a panoramic view of the city skyline, the lights twinkling like stars. But he barely noticed any of it. His mind was a whirlwind of guilt, anxiety, and a strange, unwanted excitement.

Giselle stepped closer, her fingers brushing against his jaw. "Relax," she murmured, her breath warm against his skin. "You’re not going to regret this."

He swallowed hard, his body tense. "This doesn’t feel right."

"Doesn’t it?" she teased, her lips grazing his ear. "Or does it feel… inevitable?"

Her touch was electric, sending shivers down his spine. She pressed herself against him, her body molding to his with a practiced ease. Before he could protest again, her lips were on his, soft and demanding, stealing his breath away.

God, she knows what she’s doing, he thought, his resolve crumbling under her skillful hands. She guided him to the bed, her movements deliberate, unhurried. She straddled him, her dress sliding off her shoulders to reveal flawless skin.

"Let go," she whispered, her voice a command. "Just let me take care of you."

And he did. He let her push him down, let her hands roam his body, let her mouth trail kisses down his chest. She took control, moving with a confidence that left him powerless to resist. When she finally sank onto him, her warmth enveloping him completely, he couldn’t hold back the moan that escaped his lips.

She rode him slowly at first, her hips rolling in a rhythm that drove him wild. Then she shifted, flipping onto her knees in reverse cowgirl, showing off her perfect form. The sight alone was enough to make him ache.

"You’re mine tonight," she purred, glancing over her shoulder with a wicked grin. "Every inch of you."

YN gasped, his hands gripping the sheets as she picked up the pace. His mind was a blur of pleasure and guilt, the lines between right and wrong blurring with every thrust. She was relentless, bringing him to the edge only to pull back, teasing him until he was desperate for release.

"Beg for it," she demanded, her voice husky with desire.

He didn’t hesitate. "Please," he groaned, his voice ragged. "Please, Giselle, I need you."

She laughed softly, a sound that sent another wave of heat through him. "Good boy," she said, finally letting him tip over the edge.

The next morning, YN woke to sunlight streaming through the windows and Giselle perched on the edge of the bed, already dressed and composed.

"Morning," she said, handing him a cup of coffee. "Sleep well?"

He rubbed his face, the events of the night rushing back. "Uh… yeah. I guess."

She smirked, clearly amused by his discomfort. "Good. Because I want to talk to you about something."

He tensed, bracing himself for whatever she was about to say.

"Last night was… incredible," she admitted, her tone casual. "But I don’t think one night was enough. So I have a new offer for you."

YN’s stomach twisted. "What kind of offer?"

She leaned in, her eyes gleaming with determination. "I’ll buy you from Mia. Permanently."

YN’s breath hitched as Giselle’s words hung in the air. “Buy me?” he repeated, his voice barely above a whisper. The weight of her proposal pressed against his chest, making it hard to think straight.

Giselle smirked, her confidence unwavering. She leaned back on the plush sofa, crossing her legs with an elegant grace that somehow made him feel even smaller. “Yes, buy you,” she confirmed, her tone cool and collected. “I’m not one to settle for temporary arrangements. I want you. All of you.”

He opened his mouth to protest, but before he could say anything, Giselle stood up, closing the distance between them in a few effortless strides. Her fingers traced the line of his jaw, sending a shiver down his spine. “You’re special, YN,” she murmured, her lips brushing against his ear. “Last night proved that. And I don’t plan on letting someone like you slip away so easily.”

Her touch was intoxicating, but guilt gnawed at him. He pulled away slightly, his mind racing. “I… I need to talk to Mia first,” he stammered, his voice trembling.

Giselle’s expression darkened, but only for a moment. She smiled knowingly, stepping back. “Of course,” she said, her voice dripping with mock sweetness. “Take your time. But remember, I don’t wait forever.”

YN left her penthouse feeling like he was walking through a fog. His thoughts were a jumbled mess as he made his way back to his and Mia’s tiny apartment. When he stepped inside, Mia was sitting on the couch, her arms crossed over her chest. Her eyes narrowed as soon as she saw him.

“Where have you been?” she demanded, her tone sharp.

YN hesitated, his stomach twisting into knots. “We need to talk,” he said quietly, avoiding her gaze.

Mia’s expression softened slightly, but suspicion lingered in her eyes. “Talk about what?” she asked, her voice cautious.

He took a deep breath, steeling himself for the conversation ahead. “Giselle… she made another offer. She wants to buy me. Permanently.”

Mia’s eyes widened in shock, but then a strange look crossed her face—something akin to consideration. “And? What did you say?” she asked, her voice surprisingly calm.

YN frowned, confused by her reaction. “I didn’t say anything yet. I wanted to talk to you first. Mia, this is crazy. We can’t just—”

“Why not?” she interrupted, her voice rising. “She’s offering us $50,000, YN! Do you know how much that would help us? We could pay off our debts, finally get out of this dump—”

“So you’re okay with selling me off like some kind of property?” he shot back, his voice filled with disbelief.

Mia sighed, running a hand through her hair. “It’s not like that, YN. This is just… practical. We both need the money. And it’s not like you’d hate it. You seemed pretty into her last night.”

Her words cut deeper than he expected. “That’s not the point,” he protested, his voice breaking. “I didn’t want to cheat on you, Mia. I only agreed because you pushed me to!”

Mia’s expression hardened. “Oh, so now it’s my fault? Don’t act like you didn’t enjoy it, YN. I saw the way you looked at her.”

YN felt like the walls were closing in around him. “This isn’t fair,” he whispered, his voice barely audible.

Mia crossed her arms over her chest, her resolve unshakable. “Life isn’t fair, YN. Sometimes you have to make sacrifices. And if this is what it takes for us to get ahead, then so be it.”

His heart shattered at her words. He had always thought Mia loved him, but now he wasn’t so sure. “Fine,” he said bitterly, his voice cold. “If that’s what you want, then I’ll go. But don’t expect me to come back.”

Without waiting for a response, he turned and walked out the door, leaving Mia staring after him in stunned silence.

The streets blurred as YN walked aimlessly, his mind numb. He didn’t know where else to go, so eventually, he found himself standing outside Giselle’s penthouse again. Before he could second-guess himself, he knocked on the door.

Giselle opened it almost immediately, as if she had been expecting him. Her eyes lit up when she saw him, but then they softened as she took in his disheveled appearance.

“You look terrible,” she said gently, stepping aside to let him in.

YN didn’t respond. He couldn’t. He just walked past her, his shoulders slumped.

Giselle closed the door behind him, her expression thoughtful. “Did you talk to Mia?” she asked, her voice carefully neutral.

He nodded, still unable to speak. Tears threatened to spill from his eyes, but he blinked them back, refusing to let them fall.

Giselle approached him slowly, her movements deliberate. She reached out and cupped his face in her hands, forcing him to meet her gaze. “I’m sorry,” she murmured, her voice sincere. “But you made the right choice.”

He wanted to argue, to tell her that he hadn’t chosen anything, but the words caught in his throat. Instead, he simply nodded, too exhausted to fight anymore.

Giselle smiled softly, her thumb brushing against his cheek. “Let me take care of you,” she whispered, her tone soothing. “You don’t have to think about anything else. Just be here, with me.”

Her words were like a balm to his wounded soul, and despite himself, he felt a flicker of warmth in his chest. She leaned in, her lips brushing against his in a gentle kiss. It was slow and tender, a stark contrast to the passion of the previous night.

But then, something shifted. Giselle deepened the kiss, her hands moving to grip his waist. YN’s body responded instinctively, his own hands tangling in her hair as their kisses grew more fervent.

She pulled back slightly, her breathing heavy. “I want you to forget about her,” she murmured, her voice low and commanding. “Forget about everything except for me.”

YN’s heart raced as Giselle led him to the bedroom, her touch igniting a fire within him. She pushed him onto the bed, climbing on top of him with a predatory grace that made his breath catch.

Her hands roamed over his body, removing his clothes with practiced ease. She leaned down, her lips trailing along his neck, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. “You’re mine now, YN,” she whispered against his skin, her voice possessive. “And I’m going to make sure you never regret it.”

He gasped as she positioned herself above him, her heat pressing against his length. She lowered herself onto him slowly, inch by agonizing inch, until he was fully buried inside her.

Giselle moaned softly, her head falling back as she began to move, rocking her hips in a rhythm that drove him wild. Her nails dug into his chest, marking him as hers. “Feel good?” she purred, her voice teasing.

YN could only nod, his breath coming in short gasps as pleasure coursed through him. He gripped her hips, guiding her movements, wanting—needing—to feel more.

She leaned forward, her lips capturing his in a searing kiss as she increased her pace. Her breasts pressed against his chest, driving him closer to the edge. “Cum for me, YN,” she commanded, her voice husky with desire.

He obeyed without hesitation, his release washing over him in waves. Giselle followed shortly after, her body shuddering as she cried out his name.

As they lay there, tangled together in the aftermath, Giselle stroked his hair, her touch gentle. “I’ll never hurt you like she did,” she promised, her voice soft but firm. “You’re mine now. And I’ll do whatever it takes to keep you happy.”

YN didn’t respond. He just closed his eyes, letting her words sink in. For better or worse, his life had changed forever. And as much as it scared him, part of him felt relieved, knowing that Giselle would never leave him.

She kissed his forehead, her lips lingering against his skin. “Sleep now,” she murmured. “Tomorrow is a new beginning.”

The next morning, Giselle woke YN with a soft kiss on his lips. He stirred, blinking awake to find her already dressed, her hair perfectly styled, and that confident smirk playing on her face. “Good morning, my love,” she purred, her voice dripping with possessiveness. YN sat up, running a hand through his messy hair, still trying to process the whirlwind of the last 24 hours.

“Morning,” he mumbled, his voice thick with sleep. Giselle sat beside him on the bed, her fingers brushing against his cheek. “I have something special planned for today,” she said, her tone teasing. “But first, we need to make sure you’re truly mine.”

YN didn’t have time to respond before she leaned in, capturing his lips in a deep, passionate kiss. Her hands roamed his body, waking every nerve with a fire that made him forget everything else. They tangled together once more, their bodies moving in sync as if they’d been lovers for years. Giselle took control, guiding him with a mix of dominance and tenderness that left YN breathless.

When it was over, they lay there, skin pressed together, hearts racing. Giselle propped herself up on one elbow, looking down at him with a satisfied smile. “You’re perfect,” she whispered, tracing a finger along his jawline. “And now you’re mine—completely.”

Later that evening, Giselle led YN into the VIP room of the same club where their story had begun. She walked with purpose, her arm looped through his, her heels clicking against the polished floor. When they entered, Mia was already there, sitting in the corner, her eyes red and puffy from crying. Giselle’s smirk widened as she guided YN to the plush sofa in the center of the room, seating him beside her like a prized possession.

Mia looked up, her heart breaking as she saw YN sitting so close to Giselle, their bodies almost touching. Giselle reached out, playfully tousling YN’s hair, her fingers lingering against his scalp. “Isn’t he just adorable?” she cooed, her voice loud enough for Mia to hear.

YN shifted uncomfortably, but Giselle’s grip tightened, keeping him in place. She leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek, her lips lingering just long enough to make Mia’s stomach twist. “Thank you for giving him to me,” Giselle said sweetly, her gaze flickering to Mia. “He’s exactly what I’ve been looking for.”

Mia clenched her fists, tears streaming down her face. “How could you do this, YN?” she choked out, her voice trembling. YN opened his mouth to respond, but Giselle silenced him with a finger to his lips.

“Oh, don’t blame him,” she said, her tone mockingly sympathetic. “He’s just being practical. After all, $50,000 is a lot of money. And now… well, let’s just say he’s landed in much better hands.”

Giselle turned back to YN, her eyes softening as she reached into her purse. She pulled out a small velvet box and opened it to reveal a sleek black diamond ring. “This is for you,” she said, sliding it onto his finger. “A little something to remind you who you belong to.”

YN stared at the ring, the weight of it heavier than the metal itself. It felt like a shackle, binding him to Giselle in a way he couldn’t escape. Giselle smiled, clearly pleased with his reaction. “There. Now everyone will know you’re taken.”

Mia stood abruptly, unable to take any more. “I can’t watch this,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. But Giselle wasn’t done yet.

“Oh, don’t leave,” she called out, her tone light and teasing. “We wouldn’t want you to miss the best part.” With a wave of her hand, she signaled to one of her bodyguards, who quickly closed the doors to the VIP room, locking Mia inside.

Giselle giggled, the sound high and melodic, as she turned back to YN. “Now, where were we?” she murmured, leaning in to kiss him deeply. Her hands wandered, exploring his body with practiced ease, while YN found himself unable to resist her touch.

Mia sank back into her seat, her sobs muffled by her hands. She couldn’t tear her eyes away, even as the sight of YN with Giselle shattered her heart into pieces. Giselle pulled back from the kiss, her lips curling into a wicked smile as she glanced over at Mia. “Pathetic,” she muttered under her breath before returning her attention to YN.

“Let’s give her something to remember,” Giselle whispered into YN’s ear, her breath hot against his skin. Before he could protest, she straddled him, her dress riding up as she settled into his lap. YN’s hands instinctively went to her hips, gripping her tightly as she began to move against him.

Mia covered her ears, trying to block out the sounds that filled the room, but it was no use. Every moan, every gasp, every whispered word from Giselle burned into her memory. Giselle’s laughter echoed in the air, dark and triumphant, as she claimed YN in the most intimate way possible.

When it was over, Giselle stayed in YN’s lap for a moment longer, her chest rising and falling as she caught her breath. She kissed him once more, slow and deliberate, before finally getting to her feet.

She straightened her dress and turned to Mia, her expression cold and unflinching. “You should go now,” she said, her voice devoid of any warmth. “You’ve seen enough.”

Mia nodded numbly, stumbling toward the door. One of the bodyguards opened it for her, and she stepped out into the club, the noise and lights overwhelming after the intensity of the VIP room.

As the door closed behind her, Giselle turned back to YN, her smile returning. “Finally,” she said, sighing contentedly. “Now we can focus on us.”

She sat beside him again, snuggling close as she played with the black diamond ring on his finger. “Don’t worry, darling,” she whispered, her voice soothing. “I’ll take care of you. Always.”

YN didn’t respond. He just stared at the ring, the weight of it heavy on his hand. His life was irrevocably changed, and there was no going back. As Giselle rested her head on his shoulder, he closed his eyes, letting out a shaky breath.

“Forever,” she added, her voice barely above a whisper. “You’re mine forever.”

- The End -

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NOW AND FOREVER (part 2)

A/N: these two got stuck in my head and seemingly in yours as well, so lets see some more of them! part 1 is linked under the summary if you haven't read it!

WORD COUNT: 3.4k

PAIRING: princess!reader x guard!harry

WARNING: sexual content

SUMMARY: To be eligible for the throne, you need to get married. The past few years have been dedicated to finding a king for you, but now that you're secretly dating your guard, these attempts are a bit more complicated than before.

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There’s that scene in The Princess Diaries when they are choosing a possible husband out of a slide show for Mia. You used to find it funny when you were younger and made jokes to your parents that you want to do it too. They laughed, but exchanged a look you didn’t understand back then. 

Now you do.

There are two requirements you need to meet to take the throne. The first one is to be at least 25 years old. That box has been ticked for three years now, the real problem is the second one. Because as outdated that law in the movies was, it is your reality. You have to be married, you can’t take the throne without a man. 

As a teenager you didn’t think much of it, because you pictured yourself to meet a handsome prince, marry him and then become queen, easy as it is. But as you grew older and dating was proven to be impossible as a princess, anxiety and panic started to set in that you’d end up in an arranged marriage just to become eligible for ruling Eroda. 

Then came Harry, you fell for him and he fell for you, but it just complicated things even more, because he is not from royal blood, not even close to being an aristocrat, therefore you can never marry him. 

For the past few years most of the social events you’ve attended had a not so hidden second purpose: finding a husband. 

Never ending rounds of introductions to single men, awkward chatting that ended up in asking you out on a date that you declined politely most of the time, followed by a sermon from your father about needing to settle soon, because he is not getting younger and you need to be eligible for the throne as soon as possible. You always tried your best to just ignore him, but ever since you and Harry have become an item secretly it’s been extremely hard to hold your tongue and not tell him that you have found the man you want to spend the rest of your life with, but he can’t be king, because he is your guard. 

It’s such an impossible situation and you have no idea where it’s going to lead. 

Now it’s another one of those occasions, the opening of the Spring Festival is just another opportunity to fill up the palace’s ballroom with all kinds of single men from around the country and even outside as well. 

You know people are filling up the room already while you’re still in your suite. Your hair is done, makeup perfect, wearing a gown that costs probably way more than you feel comfortable with, but you’re never informed about how expensive your outfits are. 

You’ll be announced in about fifteen minutes, walk down the stairs for the millionth time and start your rounds. You’d rather jump out the window than to meet all those people, but you have no choice. 

There’s a knock on the door.

“Come in!” you call out and you see Harry step inside from the mirror. He is wearing his usual black suit, looking polished and threatening at the same time, but not to you. You see the man he is behind his thick walls, because there’s a door on that wall, just for you, wide open. 

The door clicks behind him and he watches you turn around, his gaze runs down the length of your body and then up to your face again. 

“Should I change?” you ask, arching an eyebrow at him teasingly.

“Do you want the honest or the brutally honest answer?”

Your lips stretch into a smile as you start to cross the room slowly, walking towards him while he remains standing in his spot.

“Both. The honest first.”

“You look stunning,” he replies, his eyes soft and loving. You stop just a few inches away from him.

“And the brutally honest one?”

There’s a short pause, you catch his eyes slip down to your chest and waist again before returning.

“I want to lock you in here and not let you close any men out there. I wish I could mark you mine.”

He knows how to turn you on within seconds with just a few words. He knows so well how much you like it when he gets possessive, ready to show it to the world that you belong to him and only him. 

A shaky breath leaves your lips and just when you reach up to grab him by his neck there’s another knock on the door. forcing you to take a step back instead. 

“Come in!” you answer when there’s enough distance between you and Harry, though your heart is still pounding in your chest as if it’s about to jump out and right into Harry’s hands. 

Head of security, Clarke steps into the suite.

“Her Royal Highness, you’re expected to appear in ten minutes,” he informs you with a polite nod.

“Styles just arrived to walk me over. Thank you.”

The two men exchange a look before Clarke walks out. Taking a deep breath you turn to face Harry.

“Ready?”

“Sure,” you huff, earning a tiny smirk from him before he opens the door, but as you walk past him he stops you just for a split second to whisper into your ear.

“Mine,” is all he says and you keep walking as if that one word didn’t just make your knees wobble.

You use the walk to the ballroom to get your thoughts straight and not imagine how Harry would peel you out of this dress if you had some privacy…

They announce you and  every pair of eyes are glued to you as you walk down the stairs and join the crowd. Endless rounds of introduction, the smile is frozen on your face and your feet are already sore from the heels, but you ignore the pain. 

It always amazes you how uninteresting the men you meet are. How they can’t hold a conversation that doesn’t make you claw your eyes out. Thirty seconds into the chit-chat and you’re already planning your escape usually. 

Tonight however there is one exception. 

His name is Magnus, some kind of relative of the Swedish royal family, you don’t really care to be honest. At first he seemed just another one of the boring puppets, but he soon proved to actually have a personality and your status didn’t stop him from showing it. 

His almost inappropriate, a bit risky jokes are what keep you sane tonight. He just knows what makes you laugh and he has a great timing dropping his silent comments that are only meant for you. 

“I think I’ll have a little break,” you tell him after a rather long conversation with some old baron you know you’ve seen a couple of times already, but can’t remember his name, only that he is always oddly curious about the neckline of your dress. 

“I’ll be around here, dodging questions about my father’s political choices.”

You smile with a nod and then look around to find Harry. He is not far away, by a window, his eyes already glued to you when you make your way towards him.

“Bathroom break,” you announce to him with a smile, expecting to see that hidden glimmer in his eyes as usual, because this is always the time when you steal a few intimate moments, but he is different now. Something is off.

He nods without a word and escorts you out of the room. In those few minutes you go back to your suite you try to figure out what could have happened since you parted ways that could upset him this much. As always, he opens the door for you, one guard stays outside and he comes in with you. 

He plants himself by the door, his hands clasped together in front of him as he keeps a straight face. 

“What’s wrong?” you ask.

He looks at you just for a second before turning his gaze towards the window, his jaw flexes and your worry just grows, you haven’t seen him this upset in a long time. 

“Nothing is wrong,” he answers, but you both know it’s not true.

“I’m gonna ask you one more time, Harry. Just once more. What is wrong?”

Slowly, his eyes move back to you and for a moment, you forget to breathe, they’re so intense and darker than ever, as if all that gorgeous greenness is gone from them. 

“Your little date must be waiting for you, better hurry.”

Amusement settles on your face and you can’t stop yourself from letting a laugh slip out. 

“That’s your problem? Magnus?” His lips twitch at his name, but he doesn’t reply. “Harry, you know this is what’s expected from me. I have to pretend like I want to get to know the men out there.”

“I bet you didn’t have to pretend much when he came into the picture.”

“What are you talking about?!” you let out another frustrated laugh. You know he tends to get jealous, but you’ve never seen this side of him before. 

“You seemed to enjoy his company a lot out there.”

“Because he is not a boring asshole like most of the men I’m usually introduced to.”

“Great. You two will look good as king and queen.”

You know he doesn’t mean it, that he is just pissed and feels helpless in our situation, but in this moment you simply can’t see over the nasty fog of anger. 

“Oh you think so too? I agree,” is all you say before you march into your bathroom and shut the door closed. 

There’s no more talking as you walk back to the ballroom, but even the blind could see the tension between the two of you. You catch the other guard that came with you giving Harry a puzzled look, but he didn’t dare to ask. 

“Magnus!” you call out to him, making your way straight to him upon arriving when you spot him by a table. You can feel Harry’s burning gaze on your back, but tonight you’re in the mood to be petty. 

“Your Royal Highness, you’re back!” he smiles brightly. 

He is handsome, that’s for sure. Has great manners and an even greater sense of humor. The more you talk to him the more you think that you might be able to develop feelings for him in some years, or at least enough to live beside him in peace.

But those feelings would never live up to the love and passion you have for Harry. 

You’re still angry at him, for how childish he was and thought that anyone could stand a chance when he’s in your life. 

As the evening carries on your anger eases, though you’re still upset with him, you just want to be alone with him finally, touch him, kiss him, hear him call your name. 

Magnus asks you out at the end of the night and you politely decline, he doesn’t seem offended, maybe a bit disappointed, but he masks it well. You say your rounds of goodbye and then finally make your way back to your suite, Harry walking right beside you. 

The tension has somewhat lessened, but the vibes are still not the usual. You can’t tell what he’s thinking, if he is still as upset as before or he has cooled down, his face is so blank it irks you. Arriving at the suite you look at him, searching for any sign or feeling in his eyes, but they look back at you completely empty. So you walk in and lock yourself in your bathroom with trembling lips. 

Normally Harry would sneak in later at night, but this time you don’t expect him to show up. Hoping to burn the feelings tonight left behind, you take a hot bath and try to carry on as if nothing happened, even though Harry is all you can think about. 

Is it possible this is how things will end between the two of you? That this stupid little jealousy game is enough to pull you apart? You start to spiral heavily when you step out of the steamed up bathroom, but all your thoughts disappear the moment you notice you’re not alone.

Harry is sitting on the edge of your bed, still wearing his suit from tonight, but his black tie is gone and the top few buttons are undone on his perfectly white shirt. Unsure about where you’re standing and if he is still angry at you for the whole Magnus thing, you just stop halfway over to the bed, wrapped only in a silky robe. 

For a while he just sits there, staring at you, silent and unreadable and right when you’re about to speak, he stands up and starts walking towards you, slowly, his eyes locked with yours. You’re waiting for him to say something, maybe lash out on you, or apologize, practically anything, because his silence is pure torture. 

He stops right in front of you, if you took a deep breath your chest would be touching his, but he is still just staring down at you without a single word. 

And you break.

“Harry, I–”

He doesn’t let you finish, instead, his lips smash against yours, one hand on the back of your neck, the other one grabbing your jaw as he moves forward, pushing you to move with him until your back hits the wall, his whole body pressed against you as he kisses you like never before. 

He’s been rough with you before, but not like this. He is devouring your lips with the raw passion he had to hold back all evening, watching you parade around with another man while he wished he could show everyone in the room who you belong to. 

You both are in a rush, he is practically tearing your robe off your body while you’re ridding him of his clothes in a frenzy. You don’t even get to pull his shirt off entirely and his pants are just pooling around his ankles when brings your legs around his waist and thrusts his throbbing cock into you, only to freeze once he’s buried deep inside you.

You both gasp, lips smearing against each other as you stare back at each other, savoring the feeling of being as physically close as possible finally. The events of tonight have turned, they are now a force between the two of you, pulling you closer and closer until you’re melted together as one. 

You grab his face, tightening your legs around his waist as you breathe his name into his mouth before he starts moving. 

He starts off slow, but he is quick to fasten his pace, your gasps fill the room and you’re thankful your whole suite is soundproof, just like almost all rooms in the palace. It’s the only reason why you could have been in a similar situation in the library, the guest room in the west wing and your study. 

You’re tugging his hair and clawing at his back while he pounds into you relentlessly. At one point, most likely to muffle his moans, he bites into your shoulder and you faintly feel him sucking on the skin, but you’re just too gone to even realize what he is doing. 

He is kissing you so hard your teeth are clashing as he comes, his movements fall out of his fast paced rhythm for a bit, but then he keeps going for you.

“Come on, baby. Give it to me, come on my cock,” he urges you, knowing you’re close too. “I know you’re there, I can feel you so tight around my cock, just give it to me.”

A few more rough thrust and you’re whining out his name, your orgasm spreading through your whole body in waves. He fucks you through it and only stops when he’s sure you’ve given him everything. 

You stay like that, his cock buried inside you, his body pressing you up against the wall, foreheads resting against each other as you both try to catch your breath. When he pulls back you follow his eyes to your shoulder and see the reddish-purple mark he left on you. 

“Fuck, I’m sorry,” he breathes out as he lets your legs down, your feet returning to the floor but he keeps an arm around your waist, knowing you probably don’t have much energy to stand on your own, his other hand comes up to your shoulder and he runs his fingers over the mark.

“It’s fine, I have makeup that covers anything,” you smirk at him. Secretly, you wish he’d let himself loose like this more often, you love seeing his mark on yourself. 

You catch his face falling before he speaks again.

“And I’m sorry for tonight.”

You couldn’t be angry at him anymore, not even if you tried. The tenderness is back in his eyes and he is the Harry you love so much again. 

“I’m sorry too.”

“No, you have nothing to apologize for,” he shakes his head. “You did nothing wrong, just… talked to a guy whose company was nice, after all those events full of assholes you always have to put up with. I was… jealous, because he got to be with you the way I want to.”

It stings in your chest, his confession hits hard now that it was said out loud, even though deep down you knew he felt like that, because you did too. You wished it could have been him. 

With a gentle touch, you take his face between your hands and pull him in for a soft kiss. 

“I know you know it, just probably forget it sometimes, but I’ll say it. No matter who they try to set me up with or how many princes and barons they throw into my way, I will only love and belong to you. Now and forever.”

You intentionally use his words and it seems to strengthen the message, you notice the tears in his eyes and you feel your throat closing up as well when you pull him in for another kiss, this time it’s longer and more passionate. You can taste his words on his tongue: I love you too.

When he pulls back you see the glimmer in his eyes, but then they disappear in a second. 

“What’s wrong?” He shakes his head. “Harry, talk to me, please,” you beg him, pushing his hair back.

“It’s just… You’ll have to marry one day. You can’t be queen without marrying someone and I… I can’t be…”

He doesn’t want to say it out loud, as if it would make it more real, even though it’s as real as it could get.

“We’ll figure it out. I promise,” you tell him, running the pad of your thumb over his eyebrow, as if you wanted to memorize every feature of his face. When he looks into your eyes you know he doesn’t believe you, but he just nods. You don’t want to let him go like this, to end tonight on such a bitter note. “So… you’d want to marry me? You’re saying you would willingly have me as your wife?”

You see the switch in his eyes and the way the corners of his mouth curl up makes you lightheaded in a second.

“Did I say that?”

“You very much implied, yes,” you grin at him. “I’m surprised you’d want to put up with my big mouth and attitude, you get the most of them, because I can’t act up in public. Wouldn’t you get fed up with me after a while?” you ask teasingly.

“Mm, don’t let it get to your head, but I love your big mouth and attitude.” Leaning down his lips are now brushing against yours, but he is not kissing you just yet. “Especially… your mouth and everything it can do,” he adds in a whisper before finally sucking on your bottom lip. 

He pulls you away from the wall and starts walking you towards the bed and you just smile widely against his mouth as you willingly move with him until you both fall into your bed and make the best out of the little time he gets to spend with you before he needs to sneak out.

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Hello Queen Bee :) Your blog is awesome and Leon is BAE! :D

If you're still taking requests, can I please request headcanons for RE2!Leon falling in love with an older female cop who's of a higher rank (Sergeant or above) and confessing his feelings to her after he saves her from being attacked by a suspect?

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—re!2!rookie leon kennedy x sergeant!cop reader, a headcanon list 

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an: sorry i’ve been so MIA, i suck balls ik. i love you all though for being patient and loving me anyways. this shit was so sweet to write it gave me diabetes ngl. pls reblog and like, yk the drill pookies <333

rookie!leon who notices you the first day at his police academy training, he doesn’t notice that you seem him staring. you think it’s endearing and it’s been a while since anyone has looked at you like that. you decide to let him stare, what’s the worst that can happen?

rookie!leon who enjoys the way you always bite your lips when your worried, when your trying to have a debriefing, he knows your probably worried because of all the pressure that’s on you. but he always makes sure to give you his undivided attention and respect. it’s the best he can give you. for now.

rookie!leon who makes sure your doing okay when you work late hours, he always stops by your office to check on you. sometimes you let him come into your office, sit with you, talk a bit. something about the passion for the job in his eyes, it puts you at ease, makes you feel better. like being a sergeant was worth it at the end of the day.

rookie!leon who tries to make sure he has no problems with issuing complaints to you. he doesn’t like putting more stress on your shoulders but it’s the least he can do, you have a big and stressful job. he just wants to make it easier for you. even if it’s only a little bit.

rookie!leon who tries to deny after four months that he has feelings for his sergeant, he knows he shouldn’t. he knows you probably don’t feel the same way. but after months of getting to know you and being close to you…it was so hard but it was equally as rewarding at the same time.

rookie!leon who goes on his own patrol for the day, hearing over the radio that your taking a 10-64 (a crime in progress) which wasn’t unusual for you as a sergeant. but still, he worried even though he shouldn’t. he knew you were a strong and capable person but things still happened, things that weren’t always in your control.

rookie!leon who hears you call for backup when he stops for gas. you barely ever called for backup, but he jumped in his car as fast as he could (like he normally would’ve for anyone else) and copied on the radio. he had never driven so fast in his life with his sirens on and weaving in and out of cars like his life depended on it.

rookie!leon who makes it there, but it’s too late. you’ve been shot in the shoulder, kicked and beaten like you had gotten into a fight. he calls for EMTs and medical, holding your beaten body close to him. your in and out of it, trying to stay awake and leon does what he can. he even tries to crack those corny jokes that you swore you hated.

rookie!leon who holds your hand when the paramedics come, you hold it back with whatever strength you have left. despite the situation and the immense worry he has for you right now; his stomach flutters. he would jump in front of a bullet for you, he has a feeling you would do the same.

rookie!leon who helps you recover and heal, offering to stay with you on leave while your shoulder and bruised ribs heal. offering to do whatever and help as much as he can, he swears he’s not in love with you, but…he can’t fight the truth much longer and neither can you.

rookie!leon who rubs your back and plays with your hair when your sleeping on your couch, it’s a miracle you finally got into a comfortable position. it’s weird to think that your his sergeant, that he’s supposed to be at your beck and call but your not even strong enough to lift your shoulders. he doesn’t mind, he swears it’s platonic despite the butterflies that swarm his stomach when your around.

rookie!leon who takes you to your chiropractor and your physical therapist, desperate to help you heal. he needs you to be better again so that he can be better again, he needs that more then he needs air (he believes).

rookie!leon who keeps trying to deny it, same as you, that you both have fallen in love with each other. so when he invites you over for dinner, making his famous pasta (it’s really spaghetti), your thrilled and you accept. he’s convinced that he’s doing all this because you’re better and because your healing. but that’s his mind just trying to deny what his heart wants.

rookie!leon who cooks the dinner, watching as you arrive maybe an hour later in a beautiful little sundress. he’s never seen you dress that way, it brings color to his cheeks and makes his heart race. he doesn’t know how to react or even think straight. the scar on your shoulder from the attack is healing, reminding him that your brave and that you survived something terrible. but despite all that, your still here with him.

rookie!leon who serves you both dinner in his tiny apartment kitchen, serving you both wine and spaghetti. he tries to fight down the butterflies long enough to eat the food he spent so long on. but it’s impossible with you smiling at him like that across his small table, your eyelashes fluttering and your face cast in a warm glow. he feels so damn lucky right now to just be in your presence. even if your not aware of it.

rookie!leon who manages to eat, making small talk with you and laughing at your jokes. but when you laugh at his, he feels like the entire earth has been tilted in an axis. he’s so happy, so in love with you and it sucks because he knows you don’t feel the same. you couldn’t feel the same, your his superior, his boss.

rookie!leon who is oblivious to your touches on his arm and the way your looking at him like you want to eat him alive. he’s the cutest thing you’ve ever seen, the sweetest man you’ve ever let into your life and you feel like your heart could escape your chest whenever you look at him. especially now, when he’s talking so adamantly about his passions and things he enjoys outside of the station. it’s like he’s coming to life in front of you in a way you’ve never seen before. and it makes your heart palpitate.

rookie!leon who doesn’t stop you when you move his small little chair closer to his at his tiny kitchen table, sipping on your wine and keeping eye contact with him. your just listening to him talk, share his story and his life, something that hasn’t happened yet.

rookie!leon who swallows when you lean in and press a kiss to his lips, his brain freezing and whatever stupid story he was telling dying in his mouth. he has a more important matter because your lips are touching his. they’re soft, they’re moving slowly and gently against his like pillows. he doesn’t know if he can get his brain working fast enough to kiss you back.

rookie!leon who kisses you back a little when you try to pull away, his hand gently coming up to hold your jaw as he moves his lips against yours. his brain and his heart cheering in succession that he’s finally getting something he desires and deserves.

rookie!leon who flushes after you both pull away from the kiss, not quite knowing how to react. your both adults here but the situation causes both of your cheeks to heat up like little kids with crushes. he has no choice but to confess his feelings, explaining things carefully incase you regretted the kiss. he just doesn’t want to have his heartbroken again, he wants you, he needs you. he’s convinced.

rookie!leon who is shocked when you confess that you feel the same, your hand moving to hold his and sooth his worries. the doubts circling his mind like water down the drain. he doesn’t mind now, now he’s got nothing to worry about now that your here. now that your telling him you feel the same. he swears he could die happy.

rookie!leon who makes it official with you two weeks after the dinner. taking you out on an official date. you both go to dinner and he drives you home. another kiss is shared on your front porch, not the first but the second and it’s even sweeter. leon is convinced he could never get tired of kissing you.

rookie!leon who’s not really a rookie anymore, after five years. he’s made a name for himself at the RPD with you by his side. the only difference now is that you both wear rings to signify your love and your carrying his child. he got what he deserved and what he wanted most and he swears that life with you is the best it could get. and he can’t wait for the rest of it.

[lilirari]

　　　　　　　　　𐙚 ⋆୨୧˚ THE SUN TO MY MOON ⋆ ˚ ꩜ ｡

𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾. after a messy break-up, y/n goes mia for three months and her fans start to worry about her. but then one day, she makes her comeback, happier than she ever was, as she releases a new romantic song dedicated to her new mysterious lover, 'the sun' which sends her fans into frenzy as they try to figure out who her muse is.

💌 lewis hamilton x fem! singer! reader (social media au)

# author's note : this has nothing to do with the latest news on njr btw as it's been in the works long before the official news about his split with his ex. but with that being said, i do not condone any of his actions. anyways, i loved making this & i hope you'll have fun reading it !

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lalalalisa_m 🩷

sooyaaa_ 🤍

roses_are_rosie love u xx

dualipa so pretty <3

conangray the queen is back !!

oliviarodrigo omg y/n new music !! 🥹

dior gorgeous !!

chanelofficial stunning !!

wkorea 🫶🫶🫶

adidasoriginals our favourite girl ☺️

troyesivan 😚

annehathaway 😘

calvinklein our ambassador everyone !!

user04 AAAHHH Y/N IS HOME THIS IS NOT A DRILL I REPEAT Y/N IS HOME !!!!

user10 omg girl we missed you so much 😭

user90 it girl vibes 🤍🎀

user45 MARRY ME Y/N

user57 WE LOVE YOU Y/N

user89 MOTHER IS BACK

user32 i love ur fit y/n !!

user81 y/n i know i can treat you better 😞

user38 Y/N NEW MUSIC SOON LFG !!!

user12 I HOPE THE NEW SONG IS A DISS TRACK JUST LIKE 'SOLO'

-> user54 solo isn't a diss track though ?? 😭😭

-> user12 i mean ok it's not like a rap diss track but she's still making fun of her prev ex and their break-up in it yk so it is kinda a diss track

-> user66 SO TRUE OP I NEED A SEQUEL TO SOLO

user11 where did you get that dress ??

user55 😍

user40 OUR PRINCESS !!! 🥹🥹

user29 Y/N NEW MUSIC OMG IT'S GOING TO BE HER REPUTATION ERA

user39 are we getting a sequel to USED TO BE YOUR GIRL NOW I'M USED TO BEING THE GOAT

-> user49 YOU'RE SITTING ON UR FEELINGS I'M SITTING ON MY THRONE

user77 y/n come back both in ig & the music industry ? best day of my life !!!

user22 we're going to get all the tea from this new song lmao

user19 Y/N THANK YOU FOR COMING BACK TODAY BEST BIRTHDAY GIFT EVER !!!

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blackpinkofficial y/n's 'you & me' is out now !

#Y/N #BLACKPINK #YOUANDME #OUTNOW #YG

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lalalalisa_m go y/n !!!!!

sooyaaa_ 🥰🥰🥰

roses_are_rosie we're always so proud of u 🩷

sabrinacarpenter 🌙🎀

mileycyrus ❤️

barbie our moon princess barbie !!

nail_unistella 🫶🫶

adidasoriginals i love you & me dancing in the moonlight 🤭

prada wow !! 🤍

nasa red moon only for y/n ❤️🌙

spotify been on repeat all. day. long 🗣️

carmenmmundt i love this song so much 😘

-> yourinstagram aww thank you carmen 🤍🎀

-> user11 ariana what are you doing here 🤨

-> user30 HOLD UPPP Y/N AND CARMEN KNOW EACH OTHER ???

-> user46 what in the multiverse of madness...

mercesdesamgf1 ☺️❤️

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user25 AHHH I LOVE THIS SONG Y/N IT'S SO CATCHY

user34 SOTY SOTY SOTY

user69 if y/n has millions of fans, i am one of them. if y/n has ten fans, i am one of them. if y/n has only one fan, i am that fan. if y/n has no fans, that means i am no longer on earth. if the world against y/n, i am against the world.

user77 am i the only one confused with the song & its lyrics lol

-> user81 no you're not alone bestie 😭

-> user90 the way we all thought it was going to be y/n's reputation era.. 🤡

-> user77 we're all just part of a circus

user16 Y/N ATE AND LEFT NO CRUMBS

user48 gosh y/n you look so good in that red dress 😍

user52 THE DANCE PERFORMANCE WAS SO BEAUTIFUL I NEARLY CRIED

user33 what's carmen & the mercedes account doing in the comments and why did lewis like this post.. something is very sus and i intend to find out what it is 🧐🕵️‍♀️

-> user26 op sherlock holmes mode activated

-> user33 i am already digging through gossip accounts and articles

-> user24 maybe we're getting merc x y/n collab ? like a sponsor or something ?

-> user33 perhaps.. but something feels slightly off 🤔

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plus44world 🌙

mission44 🤩

roscoelovescoco roscoe's love's the's moon's !

user63 WHAT THE HECK LEWIS

user99 LEWIS SOFT LAUNCH ??? HELLO ???

user43 SIR LEWIS CARL DAVIDSON HAMILTON MBE HonFREng WHAT IS THIS

-> user45 HELP NOT THE GOVERNMENT NAME 💀

-> user01 THE NAME IS TAKING ME OUTTTTT

user65 the drawings in the second slide is so cute though 🥹

user11 DROP HER @ MAN C'MON WE WANNA KNOW WHO SHE IS

user23 did my eyes glitch or did i just see " liked by yourinstagram " for a hot second

-> user49 YOU'RE NOT ALONE @/user23 I THOUGHT I SAW HER NAME BUT WHEN I REFRESHED THE PAGE, THE LIKE WAS GONE

-> user29 I SWORE I SAW HER @ TOO BUT I THOUGHT I WAS BEING TOO DELULU

-> user26 y/n really thought we wouldn't catch her 😭

user34 NOOOO LEWIS IS TAKEN 😭

user75 icb this man is soft launching on us...

user33 this is extremely suspicious considering the interactions we've gotten in the past days .. and the fact that it's related to the moon and y/n released a song about dancing in the moonlight just a few days ago.. 🧐

-> user28 MY THOUGHTS EXACTLY !!!

-> user42 chill guys i don't think they're together.. they live in completely different worlds y'know

-> user06 mhm yeah that's true 😞 although it would've been so nice to see a singer and a driver together.. imagine the power they'd hold !

user44 i've connected the dots

-> user63 you didn't connect shit

-> user44 I'VE CONNECTED THEM

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f1gossip lewis was caught leaving the paddock with a girl after the qualis today ! one of our followers who attended the qualis today provided these pictures. they could not get a clear view of the girl's face but they suspect that she's his girlfriend as they were holding hands and were also hugging each other. who do you think this mysterious girl is and could she be the one he posted on his account a few days back ?

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user04 i did not expect tea on lewis today but i love it

user06 it's been a while since we've had a lewis dating rumour.. i hope she's his gf 🥹

user08 why does she look kinda familiar...

user10 she must be that girl he posted on his account

user28 ugh must be another girl just using him and his popularity for clout

user36 who cares ? she's probably just some girl who wants to mooch money & fame off of him

user40 why is it that every time a driver is seen with a girl or gets a new girlfriend, people automatically assume that the girl just wants fame and is just using the drivers for clout 💀

-> user56 fr like they've forgotten that a little thing called love exists..

user12 is it just me or does she look like that girl who was with lewis & george today

-> user14 yes she does

-> user16 who ?

-> user18 @/user16 they mean y/n y/l/n, a member of blackpink ! she was invited to the mercedes garage today !

-> user14 oh the pretty girl wearing that white top ?

-> user16 haha yeah that one

-> user14 honestly, if she & lewis aren't together then i'll gladly take her

-> user16 ure so real for this

user20 that's defo y/n

user22 must be y/n.. the height & hair matches and the fit looks pretty similar to what she wore today

user26 probably y/n.. lewis and her were talking like as if they've known each other for a long time and she already seems pretty close with the mercedes team, george and carmen too

user24 i hope it's y/n her & lewis would be such a hot couple

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mercedesamgf1 it's race day out here in são paulo ! here's our drivers and our new mercedes ambassador, y/n, arriving to the paddock in style !

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yourinstagram looking forward to making great memories with you all ! 🤍

user47 OMGMGMGM Y/N MERCEDES AMBASSADOR !!!

user49 WE GOT OUR Y/N X MERCEDES COLLAB LFG

user99 YESSSS Y/N MERC AMBASSADOR CONFIRMED I LOVE THIS

user97 my favourite celeb & my favourite f1 team 🥰

user95 before any hate comments come in — y/n genuinely loves f1 and is not using it for clout !!!

user93 istg if anyone hates on y/n i will turn into ur biggest nightmare

user51 y/n serving face as always 🫶

user53 icb mercedes got the prettiest woman in the world to be their ambassador.. they really won in life

user55 y/n's paddock fits are always so good !!

user57 LEWIS WITH THE BRAZILIAN FLAG !! oh he loves brazil so much ☹️

user59 MANIFESTING LEWIS & GEORGE PODIUM TODAY

user61 lewis looks so happy 🥹🥹 he's home <3

user63 george = gorgeous

user65 george looks so good in those shades 😩

user67 our favourite mercedes trio !!!!

user69 i'm still trying to figure out who lewis was with last night lol

-> user71 LMAO SAMEEEE

-> user73 placing my bets on y/n tbh

-> user75 y/n seems like the most plausible option 🤔

-> user77 hope it's y/n her chemistry with lh is amazing

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lewishamilton i love you

-> yourinstagram i love you too baby

lewishamilton my pretty girl 🖤

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lewishamilton when did you take that second picture ?

-> yourinstagram when you & george left for the briefing session yesterday ;)

-> lewishamilton you really can't go a minute without kissing me, can you ?

-> yourinstagram shh you don't have to expose me like this in public

-> lewishamilton oh i think it's definitely necessary for me to expose you like this in public bc your reactions are always so adorable

-> yourinstagram you're so mean you're lucky i love you 😕

-> lewishamilton yeah, i am pretty lucky, aren't i ? i won the heart of the girl of my dreams & won at my favourite track as an added bonus

-> yourinstagram the girl of your dreams, mhm ? 🫣🫣🫣

-> lewishamilton only you baby

-> yourinstagram i feel so special 🥰🥰🥰

-> landonorris and i feel sick after reading all these get a room !!! 🙄🙄

-> yourinstagram go back to your nap, lan

-> oscarpiastri well, i personally think that you & lewis are the best couple on the paddock, y/n

-> yourinstagram this is why oscar is my favourite child

-> landonorris hey that's not fair ! favouritism shouldn't be a thing amongst your children !!

-> lewishamilton lando, don't argue with my girlfriend

-> landonorris ok sorry dad 😞

georgerussell63 why are you wearing a mclaren cap ? 🤨

-> yourinstagram that's not a mclaren cap it's a normal orange cap 😭

-> georgerussell63 i can literally see 'mclaren' written on the side, y/n

-> yourinstagram ok fine i stole it from lando's bag since the sun was bothering me i'm still loyal to merc i promise

-> landonorris you did WHAT

-> yourinstagram oops i've said too much..

-> landonorris y/n get back here !!

-> yourinstagram 🏃‍♀️

carmenmmundt my gorgeous girlfriend 🤍

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lalalalisa_m please treat our sister well, @/lewishamilton !

-> roses_are_rosie or else we're going to partner up with red bull or ferrari and make your team cry

-> lewishamilton haha, don't worry girls i'll treat her properly like the queen she is

-> sooyaaa_ good ☺️

alexandrasaintmleux y/n vous êtes si belle 🩷

charles_leclerc don't forget about my signed album 🤭

-> yourinstagram it's on the way ! 🫡

oscarpiastri my parents, everyone !

-> yourinstagram my son 🥹

-> lewishamilton we love you son

-> landonorris wow i feel so loved 🧍

roscoelovescoco i's love's you's mum's

-> yourinstagram aww i love you too my baby coco 🥹

mercedesamgf1 y'all wish you had y/n, huh ? 😏

-> scuderiaferrari yeah

-> redbullracing yeah

-> mclaren yeah

-> astonmartinf1 yeah

maxverstappen1 congratulations to lewis for the win & to both of you for officially making your relationship public!

-> yourinstagram aww thanks maxieeee :( <3

user01 HELP NOT THE OTHER F1 TEAMS BEING JEALOUS OF LEWIS & MERCEDES

user87 SO IT WAS YOU !!!

user85 LEWIS IS THE SUN TO HER MOON YOU GUYS 😭

user83 so y/n wrote you & me for lewis.. couple goals fr

user81 i don't know if i want to be y/n or lewis here

user79 YESSSS THE IT COUPLE !!! FINALLY !!!

user77 that third picture of lewis is so cute his smile 🥹🥹🥹

user75 I LOVE YOU AND ME DANCING IN THE MOONLIGHT

user73 I KNEW ITTTTTTTT

user11 YOOOOO OMG Y/N & LEWIS ??? WHATTTTTT

user21 THEY LOOK SO GOOD TOGETHER IT'S INSANEEEE

user23 her exes never really got a romantic song or even a post dedicated to them.. lewis really is her special person

user25 NOOOO Y/N IS NOT SINGLE ANYMOREEEEE my parasocial relationship with her is gone now 😭😭 (in all seriousness though, congrats lewis you bagged the woman of the century)

user27 i hope they'll last forever 🤞

user29 the best thing to happen this year

user28 THE WAY Y/N AND LEWIS ADOPTED THE MCLAREN TWINS OMG 😭😭

user26 y/n & lewis being referred to as mum & dad and oscar & lando being their children.. i love this silly formula 1 family so much

user24 they're my roman empire !!

user44 @/user63 SEE I TOLD YOU I CONNECTED THE DOTS

-> user63 ... i hate to admit this but i was wrong 👩🏻‍🦯

user20 THAT OUTFIT IS SO FIRE

user18 MOTHER IS MOTHERING !!!!

user22 no bc y/n looks so genuinely happy with him.. as someone who's followed her since her trainee & rookie days, i'm so proud and happy for her :( she deserves only the best <3

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