#ok i never play the surprise song game

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[lcriedlastnight]

Ok so I got a request pls 🙏 🥹

Maybe Oscar's or Max Fs sister and Lando with the prompt "I'm your lockscreen?" - "you weren't supposed to see that"

I hope that's enough if not I can come up with a longer one

no this is so prefect! i love this so much!

tw: fem!reader, swear, lmk if you want me to add anything.

w/c: 933

max was a great brother. he was a little protective but overall he was the best. he had gone round all of his friends, every time he made a new one, telling them you were strictly off limits.

of course this also applied to lando, too. no matter how rich they were, or how famous or how pretty they were. yeah, you maybe had fallen victim to lando norris' charm. you had no idea what it was because he literally had no game, what so ever. you just thought he was cute, it made you feel like a teenager with a crush on your brother's best friend. half of it being true.

you had been looking forward to max's birthday celebrations, not to celebrate his birthday. no but to see his pretty, curly-haired best friend. you had not been this excited in a while. it was a little embarrassing but you just played it off like you were excited to be with your brother. maybe you were a little excited to see him too, you had not actually seen him in a while as he was almost just as bad as lando with being all around the world all the time. you were jealous, you always wanted to travel.

you arrive at max's house just after lando does. you two are the only guests that have arrived so far. seeing as max had asked you both to come a little earlier to help him prepare that did not surprise you. you do not even bother knocking, instead you just walk inside and announce aloud that you were here. you hear a muffled shout from the other room- well two muffled shouts to be exact, alerting you that both boys were in the kitchen. lando's laugh could be heard from a mile away.

max greets you as soon as he notices your presence while lando just stands in place, grinning like a fool. you do not understand him sometimes but you smile back at him anyways, never one to be impolite.

"hi. what exactly do you need help with, max?" you asked, setting your things on the counter so you could help him with the getting ready prospect of the party.

an hour later and you wished you had never bothered responding to your brothers desperate text messages last night, pleading you to come help him set up. both boys had ended up slacking so you had put mostly everything together. max complained "why should i have to set up? it's my birthday." but lando was quick to humble him, "you're the one who decided to throw a last minute party in your own house."

after a lot of of complaining from both boys, they eventually did end up pulling their weight and once all the balloons and banners were set up to max's liking he gave both you and lando the go ahead to begin getting ready. unfortunately because you knew you were getting ready at max's you had to haul a heavy bag full of your makeup and outfit options for the night in a tote bag. on the bright side though, lando offered to carry it up stairs for you and you got to see the way his muscles bulged as he strained to carry the bag.

for some reason lando had refused to leave your side as you got ready, claiming it was relaxing to watch you get ready. how you did not know this boy was down bad for you was unbelievable. he literally offered to let you play music on his phone while yours charged on the opposite side of the room. he watched on with a pretty smile as you scroll through his liked songs on spotify, trying to find the one that sets the mood of how you were currently feeling getting ready.

lando makes small talk as he lays on the guest bed behind you, just catching up with you really, as you follow the steps in your makeup routine. the song catches you off guard but you physically recoil as it plays. "i fucking hate this song!" you exclaim, the pre-game drinks settling in a little. you tap lando's phone screen to change the song when you catch a glimpse at his phone screen. it was a glimpse because it faded to black before you could really study it. you did not need more than a glimpse to recognise your face staring back at you.

"i'm your lock screen?" you ask lando. you turn to face him on the bed, you can see the panic in his eyes as your words register in his mind.

"what?" he laughs lunging for his phone like that would do anything. the damage was done now. you had seen the picture. there was no going back. "that's not- uh."

you smirk as lando tries and fails to dig himself out this.

"you weren't supposed to see that." lando blushes a little. it is the first time you have ever seen lando blush. you suppress the urge to grab your own phone and snap a picture of him, all pink cheeked and starry eyed. maybe you would make it your lock screen.

"it's fine. it's cute. now i want you as my lock screen." you smile at him desperately wanting to calm his nerves. lando just grins at you.

you had then made it that night's mission to take the cutest picture of lando to set as your own lock screen. you succeeded but not without a mouthful from max on what the fuck you thought you were doing.

[stars-and-the-min]

☆ the wrong way to hard launch (16) | OP81

summary : oscar's girlfriend is a walking pr problem for literally everyone (including herself) social media au

pairing : oscar piastri x zhou!fem!singer!oc

a/n the isms of a long-distance, working couple i'm back!!! this was supposed to be published in july my bad y'all i got busy :)

masterlist | last part | part 16 | next part (tba)

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selinabui happy birthday to the best cousin i could've asked for. thanks for being some racing-obsessed weirdo, for playing video games with me across the world and most of all for once punching some guy in the face for me. love from: the more talented, overall better, most adorable cousin you could've asked for <3 (you'll always be the coolest older brother!) tagged: zhouguanyu24

zhouguanyu24 Being nice to me 🤨 ↳ selinabui @.zhouguanyu24 just respecting the elderly

linasgirl4 THEEEEE best cousin duo

emptybottlos they're very dear to me actually

MESSAGES

from the phone of oscar piastri

TWITTER

piaa⁸¹ @papayaeightyone · 8h IT'S RACE WEEEEEEEEEEK ↳ piaa⁸¹ @papayaeightyone · 8h 2024 CANADIAN GP FIRST OSCAR WIN MANIFESTING MANIFESTINGGGGGGGG

liv is SEEING EB LIVE!! @olivielina · 4h berlin empty bottles fans, did lina sound stuffy live? in the videos i've seen she looks sick ↳ kayla @luna_apocolypse · 3h heard from oomf that cami said lina had a bit of a cold :(

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chrisyamada 🎵 | Chris Yamada · Pins and Needles (ft. Selina Bui from Empty Bottles)

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chrisyamada Surprise drop? @.selinabui and I are pleased to present, to our humble fans, a little collab we recorded back in April. Without further ado, enjoy 'Pins and Needles' tagged: selinabui

selinabui fyi the electric guitar solo is ME bc as if he could ever shred that cool ↳ chrisyamada @.selinabui i totally could

linasgirl4 yall... what in tarnation why have you been sitting on this for 2 months 😭😭😭

lukaszhang ok but when's the mv dropping 🤨 ↳ moonbeamlina @lukaszhang there's... there's a music video 🥹

ceciliapham omfg it sounds so good oooohh it's a slow song ahhh her voice is angelic fr June 7

selinabui Paris, France

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selinabui "are you happy to be in paris?" OUI!

pastry81 close enough, welcome back oscalina!!! ↳ selinabui @.pastry81 oscar pastryyyy 🥺

tina_kim SO NOT OVER PINS AND NEEDLES I'M STARVED FOR NEW MUSIC

oscarpiastri hey there ↳ selinabui @.oscarpiastri oh hi 🥰

aidan_ebass Never ever going to watch a show with you again. Please learn to shut up 🫶 June 9

TWITTER

kay ♡ @ blackcatluna · 1h it genuinely feels like there's an EB show every second night, do these people even sleep 😭😭😭

president linami @.linaminami · 43m is it just me or is the european leg really really busy? ↳ president linami @.linaminami · 42m the band barely has any time to breathe because they keep hoping to countries with like a day or two leeway ↳ president linami @.linaminami · 42m berlin to paris had a four day gap which is one of the longest gap between shows

kayla @luna_apocolypse · 1h tbh it's not super surprising that lina got sick; it's still cold in the northern parts and she wears mini dresses and short skirts for two hours in the evening; plus she's probably exhausted and burning out

lina bui x2 grammy winner @urdaisea · 12m three back to back paris shows... i'm a little worried for lina's health

MESSAGES

from the phone of selina bui

TWITTER

pookie piastri @.op81ln4 · 9h got blessed with cat energy oscar video from mclaren thank you lord 🙏

lina !!! @EB_selina · 4h can i physically afford to watch this race; send advice (i'm sick lmao) ↳ Aidan Park @EB_Aidan · 4h Selina, you have a 40 degree fever get off your phone ↳ lina !!! @EB_selina · 4h wdym... i'm not on my phone 🥸 ↳ Oscar Piastri @.OscarPiastri · 1h Hey... what did you mean by 40 degree fever 🤨

piaa⁸¹ @.papayaeightyone · 12m uh wtf happened to charles??? ↳ lanaaaaa @.sharlleglrg · 8m that's the monaco curse oversleeping

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from the phone of selina bui

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selinabui_news 📱Screencaps of Lina from the Empty Bottles instagram live. Get well soon baby 🥺 tagged: selinabui

piastri_lina how does she still look better than me on the brink of death????

amelia_belrose i hope she feels better soon :( but did you see her face when kas panned the camera over 😭 i thought i was about to witness a murder

marie_h.sb she's been going on stage every night like that 😧 June 11

TWITTER

TMD Tour News @EB-TMDTour · 56m Lina was talking to a fan during the encore, asked for his name and got flustered when he said "Oscar" #TMDWorldTour ↳ piaa⁸¹ @ papayaeightyone · 32m help i think she broke why did it take her 15 seconds to say something 😭😭😭 ↳ president linami @ linaminami · 49m actually wheezing at kas' face, he seriously can't believe she's that down bad oml

oscalina real ?! @emptyginbottles · 40m i'm eating gooooooood tonight

pookie piastri @.op81ln4 · 23m somewhere on earth oscar piastri is kicking his legs and giggling at that clip of his gf's brain shutting down at the mention of his name

camilina gfs fr @ drummergf · 11m this is unironically the antithesis of that sabrina moment with a fan named joshua like 😭 similar reaction of disbelief and surprise but the context could not be more different

MESSAGES

from the phone of oscar piastri

TWITTER

lina !!! @EB_selina · 4h this is actually really mortifying and i'd appreciate if we all collectively wiped it from memory ↳ Oscar Piastri @.OscarPiastri · 3h It's actually my new ringtone for you ↳ lina !!! @EB_selina · 3h count ur lucky stars we're not in the same country right now

cami yang @EB_Cami · 38m what if i said i'm also feeling a little messy 🤔

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[alastorsbookie10228]

hm, what’s this i smell?…. Alastor x Southern Belle reader headcanons? Yep, i do smell that.

(And btw, don’t be pressured to make this- have a good day.)

OH MY GAAAWD

ok so I'm gonna write this and cherish it for the rest of my days.

anywayyyyyy I present to you hungry hungry hippos (I love that game)

Alastor x Southern Belle reader

• Alastor himself was from the south, and his momma had a Southern Creole accent (in my opinion)

• He loved the way Southern women pronounced words, and how they have substitutes for any profanity

• After you had arrived at the hotel, and Charlie had giddily taken you in, he started to seek you out and speak with you, only to hear that angelic accent

• It didn't help that you dressed to his standards; cute checkered pattern dresses with small heels and a pretty little updo

• He absolutely adored you, and when he finally noticed he was falling for you....well, he wasn't surprised

• He has you read to him just to hear your accent. Whether it's books, the local paper, recipes, anything

"Could you read that again, dear?" he calls over his shoulder, and you hum in response. "three cups of rice." you respond, the ever-present accent thick on the "I" in rice. His smile widens slightly, small flashbacks of his mother saying the same word playing in the back of his mind.

• You love his New Orleans accent, and luckily enough, you only hear it without the radio filter. You could listen to his voice all day, and little do you know that the feeling is mutual

• You always join him on his little walks, often humming or softly singing a Dolly Parton or Loretta Lynn song. On a rare occasion, you'd even sing Reba

• He'll never admit it, but he could listen to you sing all day. You have just enough of that beautiful southern drawl to make you sound heavenly, and he often finds himself wondering what put you down here with the damned

• Maybe you get into a relationship, maybe you don't

[thepenguinmaker]

♡ (Platonic) South park x reader - Your best friends! ♡

Aka; what it feels like being best friends with the South Park gang (featuring; the main 4, Butters)

~ Stan

- You were in a similar situation to him: bit of a troubled home life

- You got along with him and his friends ever since preschool, but you were much closer to him than the others

- Maybe it was his (usually) calm attitude or his similarities to you, you don't know

- Even after he moved to a farm, you come over to him to play video games or board games almost every second day

- Whenever he's feeling depressed, you try to comfort him to your best efforts

- His mother is always very glad to see you and to be honest you and Sharon kinda became friends along the years

- Not so much Randy or Shelley, though

~ Kyle

- Same situation as Stan, you knew him since preschool and always liked him

- Being his best friend, you're prone to getting picked on by Cartman

- ^ Very toned down compared to Kyle though (except if you're Jewish too)

- He lets you babysit Ike sometimes when he has basketball practice or something

- You have some kind of matching keychain, either related to Terrance and Phillip or your interest

- You study or do group projects together a lot

- ^ You may or may not tease him and call him a nerd the whole time, but he still enjoys hanging with you

- You still get As on them anyway (mostly thanks to Kyle)

~ Cartman

- OH BOY

- Being Cartman's best friend is a wild ride

- You're not protected from his insults, don't you even dare think so

- You are obligated to agree with him always, and he will get upset if you don't

- Hanging out with Cartman mostly consists of playing the newest video games while he stuffs himself full of cheesy poofs

- His mom really likes you, she's glad her son hasn't had a bad influence on you

- Liane will often make you treats and sometimes even talk to you about your day, she kinda acts like you're her child too

- You need to share all your stuff with him. Would you be surprised if I told you he doesn't share any of his?

~ Kenny

- You're never hanging at his house, nuh-uh

- You don't bully or shame your best friend for being the poor kid in town, but you can't help but agree with Cartman that his house is a dump

- He doesn't mind though, he's really glad he can get away from his parents bickering

- He will sometimes bring over Karen with him too, and you get along great

- You get him gifts and share your stuff with him very often (you get some things for Karen too if you have the money)

- You both like dressing up or creating costumes and playing pretend

- You assist each other in creating your outfits, with Kenny giving you advice and you getting him tools, decorations, fabric, etc.

~ Butters

- You started hanging out with Butters because you took pity on him after all the other kids ripped on him

- Turns out he's actually very nice and you became quick best friends

- He doesn't really like playing video games (except for Hello Kitty Island Adventure), so when you're hanging out you're usually outside or playing with toys

- You have your own villain persona to match Professor Chaos

- You did, infact, go with him to Hawaii that one time

- He'd rather go to your house than his, due to his absurdly strict father

- You lowkey have a whole dance routine set to the Loo Loo Loo song he always sings (not tapdancing though, he still has a lot of trauma from that)

A/N: ok this time I TRIED to get it to look good.. and by that I mean I tried to get gradient text, couldn't figure out HTML then gave up. sorry folks.

[loverboy-radio]

arcade date(twst)first years

content-fluff, silliness, gaming, light kissing, slight swearing.

minus ace as i had no clue for him.

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-SEBEK-

the only reason sebek even thought of this was because of silver, who mentioned that going to an arcade would be something that has lots of things to do with other people, when sebek asked where he was going with his friends.

sebek quite liked the idea of going to an arcade as a lot of the games require skill, which can allow him to gain praise from his lover and show that he can do anything you needed.

so he suggested it to you which you very much agreed to as it seems like a lot of fun.

when he gets there he is very surprised by all the things going on. such as kids screaming at the top of their lungs, lots of flashing lights from the games that was worse due to the very dim lights, as well as the large amount of people everywhere.

as someone that has heightened hearing and sight it was a very overwhelming being there. but even after all this he was more worried about you and if you would be ok staying here more than himself, as he doesn't want you to feel overwhelmed and scared of what's happening around you both.

when you say you will be ok he calmed down a bit, and as time went on he was no longer overwhelmed by everything going on.

after you both have been there for a little while he found a basketball game, that he was surprising you when he was amazingly good at. he managed to beat the game at the highest you could score on it multiple times, racking up lots of tickets for you. even a large crowd came to watch him do this and they were all cheering him on.

his favourite part was when he managed to get you the huge crocodile plush that was bigger than him. what made it better was when you gave him a kiss on the cheek saying he was your amazing knight, which had him blushing all the way up to the tips of his ears.

he was also scarly good at dance dance revolution, to thee point he was beating every song on there on the hardest mode. the best part was when he was near the end of the song and you purposely distracted him and he just stopped dancing to then walk up to you and lift you up in the air which caused you to squeal when you tried to escape.

it ended with the both of you laughing.

when you were walking to find a different game to play a part of the carpet was slippery which caused for the first time ever in his life. sebek swearing. which was really funny considering he landed on his ass and said "ah shit" in front of a pretty young child that then started yell at the top of their lung that very same thing all the way to their parents.

you never let him live that down and even got it on record, to keep as yours(read: for you to show everyone that doesn't believe you)

when you both became hungry you decided to get some ice-cream together at the little restaurant there and when you had a little bit of ice-cream on the corner of your lip he gave you a loving kiss then said you had a bit of ice-cream on you.

by the time you both left you were tired and wanting to go home but you can both confidently say you had a lovely time while dragging the crocodile that is just bigger than sebek himself.

-EPEL-

now epel lived in the countryside his whole life and never got things from you could get from the city or atleast a sorta large town, and despite him loving the countryside and what it has to offer there are somethings that he always wanted to go to, for instance the arcade.

so he choose to ask his lover if you wanted to go on a date there. and with the chance to show off how manly he is, is one he won't miss. that and the fact you two could have a fun time.

when he gets there he felt nothing but excitement from all the noise, games, and prizes to win for you. the fact that this is an overly overwhelming place to be at times did not cross his mind until you hid behind him.

he asked if you were ok and if you just wanted to leave cause it ain't gonna be fun if you ain't havin fun too. when you said you were just startled about all the stuff going on and that your fine now is what started the date.

he decided that the first game would be a shooting one and when i say that this boy could aim then shoot faster than you can talk would be an understatement. it got to the point that he got the game moving so fast he broke it. which got him lots of impressed looks from the people around him.

the part that was his favourite would be when you both made a bet saying whoever got the most tickets in the next hour would get to make the loser wear whatever the winner wants and you absolutely destroyed him. cause turns out he is only good at shooting games which there were only so many.

at one point you two went to the basketball game and he was failing terribly at to the point where you started to giggle at him not because he was failing but because a kid just beat the top score on the other machines twice.

he still to this day has a grudge against that kid.

when you both got a shit ton of tickets you were deciding what to get with them, and ended on way too many lollies to the point even idia would disapprove.

but when he saw a kid didn't have enough tickets for a plush she wanted to get for her dad, and he asked the little girl what she wanted cause he will get it for her which made her smile the cutest smile. when that was over you gave him a peck on the lips saying that was very kind.

when you to started coming back you both went for something to eat at a cafe, and shared a milkshake with each other. but not in the two straw thing he just kept drinking from yours after he said he ain't thirsty.

-JACK-(sorry it's short had a hard time thinking for him)

now he came up with the it after asking his parents for date ideas and them saying how they both use to do it when they were young, and it seems as something you would like.

with him being the gentlemen he is he asks if it is something you want to do as he would like to with you, and of course you said yes. and with the knowledge of how loud they can be you two go to one out in a rural town.

when you two get there he immediately tells that this was a good decision and that you would have a lovely time here even with very few games to play.

one of the games there was a snowboarding simulation game, that he absolutely destroyed with his skills in it and showed you how to play it while he helped you he was very gentle and sweet the whole time when doing it.

he absolutely loved it when you both took a break to just enjoy some ice-cream talking about anything and everything, in fact it's what you both did the majority of the time you two were there.

-DEUCE-

now he was just talking about the stuff in his home town with you and realised there was an arcade that he knew you would love, as it had everything you could ever want, food, games, cool prizes, and a rollerskating rink.

when you two got there he was so excited about showing you all the games in here and having lots of fun with each other. he knew it would be very loud as it was a popular place to go and it was well loved by the community.

he first wanted to show you his favourite game which was a drumming rhythm game, and he showed off how fast he could drum. while you played player 2 on easy as you could only drum so fast. you loved the music it had.

he didn't have much money to spend but you two did roller-skate together which always ended with deuce on his ass which everytime without fail made him swear, and you giggled everytime.

sadly due to the swearing you both got kicked out, and you both decided to go to a diner together and just cuddled when you both went to his place to watch movies you both fell asleep with soft smiles on your faces.

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thank you for reading

[strniohoeee]

ok sorry !! it was so cute basically

everytime the triplets invite reader to sleepover she sleeps with nick but one night she can't sleep and is hungry so she goes to their kitchen and decides to bake some cookies and matt has always been up playing on his computer when he smells her baking so he goes to the kitchen and sees her smiling while decorating the sweets and he falls more in love watching her with chocolate and flour on her face and in her pjs, you continue the story

Moonlight

Pairing: Matt Sturniolo X Female Reader

Synopsis: Y/N can’t sleep and decides she could go for some cookies. But what happens when Matt meets her in the moonlight?🌕

Warnings⚠️: CUTE AS SHITTTT BYE😭😭 I loved writing this. I love writing cute imagines it’s my favorite🧡

Song for the imagine: You Really Got A Hold On Me- The Miracles

Don’t wanna kiss you, but I need to

My love is strong now

You really got a hold on me

You really got a hold on me

4 hours, 15 minutes and 23 seconds I have been up staring at Nick's ceiling. But who’s counting? Am I right? The thoughts running around in my head. I hated overthinking while laying in bed. It made me annoyed. I just wanted some shut eye

Other than overthinking the constant gurgle of my stomach also kept me up. I really should’ve ate dinner, but I stood up editing my YouTube video instead. I turned over and shut my eyes

My stomach immediately gurgled. My eyes shot open and I let out an annoyed huff of air. I removed the sheets from my body, and stood up

I slid on my slippers by the door and quietly walked out, gently shutting the door behind me. I walked down the mid floor, and all the lights were off and there was no sound. Perfect, everyone's asleep.

I turned the kitchen light on, but soon realized it was too bright. I quickly lit the 8 candles they had laying around their house, and shut the kitchen light off.

There was also the glow of a streetlight and the moon coming through the kitchen window, so it was the perfect amount of light.

I opened the fridge to see what I could find, but to my surprise they had eaten all my food I left. I hung my head and shook it, and then opened the freezer to see nothing as well. Jesus, how did they survive? Not a morsel of food in this kitchen.

Suddenly I remembered I got ingredients to make cookies for a challenge we were supposed to film, but never did.

I opened the top cabinet and grabbed the flour, sugar, chocolate chips, non-stick spray and vanilla extract and placed them on their kitchen counter.

I walked over to the fridge and grabbed the butter, milk and eggs also placing them on the counter.

Making chocolate chip cookies at 4am was not on my agenda, but I really needed something to eat, and it was nice to have some alone time baking.

I had mixed all the ingredients up, and preheated the oven. After rolling the cookies into small pieces I placed them on the tray and slid them in the oven. They needed about 20 minutes to cook.

While waiting I decided to clean up. I genuinely didn’t realize how messy it was to make things from scratch. There was flour and sugar and egg yolk everywhere. Not to mention I was covered in flour and melted chocolate chips that got stuck to me.

After cleaning up I sat at the dining table, and waited for the cookies to finish baking. Once they were done I took them out to cool down and placed them on the table. Getting excited at how perfect they looked.

I hadn’t realized Matt stopped in the kitchen till he cleared his throat.

“Hi Matt, I’m sorry did I wake you?” I said in a whisper

“Oh no. I was up playing video games, but I kept hearing noise out here I thought I was going crazy” he said shuffling over to the table and sitting across from me

“Sorry I was trying to be as quiet as possible” I said looking at him

“No that’s alright, what’s with the candles?” He said laughing a bit

“Well I didn’t want to wake anyone with the kitchen light, so I decided on candles” I said

“Ahh I see” he said nodding his head

“Want a cookie? I made them fresh. I was so hungry and couldn’t sleep, so I decided to bake” I said smiling at him

“I can tell” he said pointing at his face

I touched my face and felt the reminisce of flour on my cheeks, chin and nose

“Oh my god how embarrassing” I said wiping my face off

“Lets try your homemade cookies” he said reaching over and grabbing a cookie

Taking a bite and looking over at me nodding his head

“These are so fucking good” he said swallowing

“You think so?” I said smiling and leaning up getting excited

“Very good, you should bake more often” he replied

“Thanks Matt” I said smiling and tilting my head

“Want something to drink?” I asked scooting back from the chair

“Oh sure, but I can get it” he said getting ready to get up

“No, don't worry!” I said waving my hand at him

I opened the fridge, and saw they only had soda and water…..

“I guess no milk and cookies for you” I said looking over my shoulder

“That’s okay, I’ll take water” he said grabbing another cookie

I poured him some water and walked back over to him sliding the glass his way.

“Thank you” he said nodding his head at me

“Well I have to do these dishes now” I said

“I’ll help you” he replied

“Oh no don’t worry about it” I said

“It’s fine I don’t mind” he said scooting back from the table

I had washed the dishes as he stood next to me drying them. Occasionally engaging in conversations

“The full moon is so pretty” I said looking out the window above the sink

“It’s so pretty isn’t it” he said looking at me

“Very” I replied offering him a small smile

It got quiet as I continued to wash their dishes occasionally looking up at the moon.

“I wonder what it would be like out there” I said

“Out where?” Matt asked

“Out in space, and on the moon. I picture it would be freezing” I said

“I think it would be dark, cold and probably hard to breathe” he said laughing

“That’s true I suppose, I don’t know I just wonder what life would be like on another planet” I said to him

“You’re a interesting character” he said to me grabbing the cup from my hand

“We’re all a little strange…..I myself am strange and unusual” I said to him in a whisper

“Caramel” he said back

“What?” I said laughing a bit

“Your eyes remind me of caramel swirls when the light hits them. Makes me wonder what life looks like through them” he said back in a whisper looking at the moon

“And I’m the interesting character” I said bumping his shoulder with mine

“I was trying to level with you” he said smiling while looking down at the pan he was drying

“Your eyes remind me of the moon….cold, bright……invigorating” I said the last part in a whisper

Matt’s eyes slowly looked up before he turned and looked at me. Our eyes telling each other stories as they twinkled in the lighting

“You really got a hold on me” Matt said

I smiled at this, and pulled him in by his shirt. Crashing our lips together in a sweet and tender kiss like the ones you see in the movies.

We pulled away from one another looking into each other's eyes and smiling like children.

“You can quote my favorite song, and not expect me to fall even more in love with you” I replied handing him the last dish for him to dry

“You make me fall deeper everyday” he whispered as he finished drying the dish and placing it in the cabinet

I smiled at this, and we packed the rest of the cookies away.

I started blowing out the candles and he stopped me.

“Let’s take two to my room, so we can sit in the candle light” he said

“You’re such a romantic” I said giggling

“You bring it out of me” he replied blushing

I grabbed the last two candles and we headed to his room. Placing them both on his night stand while we laid in his bed

His left arm under my neck as I leaned back on him. Lifting my right hand to let the moonlight light up my skin. His hand came up to mine, interlocking them.

I looked over at him to see him already looking at me. We both leaned in and our lips connected yet again for another passionate kiss.

After pulling away we talked some more, and slowly the candle started to blow out as our eyes got heavy.

“Let’s blow the candles out and go to sleep” I said looking over at Matt

“Okay” he said pulling his arm from under me to lift his sheets down

When I turned over my eyes caught the names of the candle, and a smile grew on my face

The first candle read ‘Sweet Love’ and the second candle read ‘Under the Moonlight’…….what a scary coincidence

“Matt look at the candles” I said before blowing them out

He read them and his eyes lit up, and looked over at me

“We’re meant to be” he said blushing

“I guess we are” I giggled and blew the candles out

Matt pulled me in closer, and let sleep consume us.

He really had a hold on me……

The End

I hopeeee you guys enjoyed this especially for whoever requested this! I loveddddd writing this. It got me all sad and shit with my hopeless romantic self😭😭. Love yallll🥹🖤🖤

-J💅🏽

[chappellroansdreamgirl]

good luck, babe! [e.w x fem!reader.]

chapter one.

author's note!<3 - this is inspired by chappell roan's unreleased song good luck, babe! i lllloooovveee chappell roan! this was originally going to be just a LONG ASS one-shot but i don't think i can write any more tonight 😭😭 . BUT I REALLY WANNA PUBLISH IT SO HOPEFULLY YOU GUYS LIKE IT!!!! also forgive me if there's any grammar/spelling errors... i'm posting this at 12:59 am🥶🥶🥶🥶🥶 . reblogs and comments are SO appreciated!!! i busted my ass for y'all 🤗 .

content warnings - SLIGHT angst, reader has internalized homophobia and is outright homophobic to ellie, reader is in the closet, ellie is a lovergirl and she's going through the five stages of grief, modern!au, reader gets sexually assaulted/harrassed, LET ME KNOW IF I MISSED ANYTHING ELSE!!!!

special thanks to!!!!: @sharkfemme and @dykedearest FOR HELPING ME OUT!!!!!! and also LYNN AND MAXIM!!! ALL FOUR OF YOU ARE AMAZING BETA READERS I'M KISSING YOU ALL THROUGH THE PHONE RN!!!

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it's fine, it's cool.

ellie's grip on her glass got impossibly tighter as her eyes never left your figure, your body swaying to whatever shitty mainstream pop music that was playing.

ellie williams hated secrets. she hated surprises, and she hated being in love with you.

she hated the way you would ghost her after spending a week at her apartment. she hated the way you would stop responding to her texts after you would leave. she hated the way she would let you back in when you needed her, she hated how much she loved to comfort you. she hated how gentle you were when it was just the two of you, compared to how cruel you got in public.

you can say that we ain't nothin' when you know the truth.

ellie took her hand off the glass and gripped the bar table instead, afraid that if she broke another glass she'd be banned from the bar.

you were like forbidden fruit to her, or maybe that was what she was to you.

she knew you weren't ready to come out of the closet. she understood that. so, why keep on playing this fucking game with her?

why did she even still feed into it?

i guess i'm, the fool.

the closet was made out of glass, really. you would stare at every woman's body that passed you, your eyes would scan up their short dress, she could see the curiosity and desire in your face.

but every single time after you two would hook up, there was always a new excuse.

"i'm not a fucking lesbian, ellie. i just... don't like men sometimes." sometimes?

"they're just stupid thoughts... it's not like i could ever be with a woman." but you had been. you had been with her.

"ok but... do you even count as a woman? you wear boxers, you don't even know the meaning of the term ladylike and... i don't know- look at your fuckin' hair! the closest you'd get is a transwoman." that one had hurt her. she didn't talk to you for a month after you made that comment. and then you appeared in her apartment complex hallway, sobbing hysterically.

and of course, she took you back.

like she always does.

with her arms out like an angel, through the car sun-roof.

she hated playing this fucking game with you. it was killing her.

every single time she'd see you at this bar, she imagined you dragging her onto the dancefloor. she imagined being able to walk out with your hand in her's, waking up to your groggy groans when the sun invaded the sacred space of your shared bedroom, you'd hide your face in her neck, mumbling something about, "shouldn't have drank that much last night."

every single time you pulled this shit on her, it felt like her already shattered heart broke off into impossibly tinier pieces.

"i wish you were a boy." crack.

"it's not easy for me like it is for you, els. i don't know the first thing about being proud of myself." crack.

"this hurts me more than you, baby." shattered. her heart was shattered.

it hurts you more than her?

the fucking audacity.

the nights she spent crying next to your sleeping figure.

the hours she'd spent texting you and checking her phone second after second after goddamn second.

the way she would ignore every single obligation she had to pick you up from whatever shit-hole situation you had found yourself in, immediately and happily dropping anything to make sure you were ok.

and it hurt you more than it hurt her?

you didn't know shit about hurt. about misery. about love.

i don't wanna cut it off!

her friends had told her to cut you off. her therapist said in his own professional shrink way that you would never be good for her. at least not while you weren't even good for yourself.

but she couldn't let you go. it seemed like every reason that she had to leave you, fuelled her determination to stay.

but you don't wanna call it love!

every single time you somehow broke her heart in a new way, she fell harder in love with you.

you just wanna love someone that calls you baby!-

ellie was pulled out of her internal anger when your eyes met hers. although it was only a few seconds ago, it felt like she was staring into your eyes for an eternity.

don't fuckin' wave, ellie. look away- LOOK AWAY. , she thought to herself as she was unable to look away from your beautiful irises.

you had this slight smile on your face, the dancefloor's led lights adding a shimmer to your already twinkling eyes.

it felt like her melancholy thoughts had lifted and increased all at the same time by the sight of you acknowledging her presence.

ellie went against her better judgement, her slender hand flying up to wave at you. her lips quirked upwards gently as she scanned your delighted face.

your light expression quickly turned into one of frustration, suppressing your grin with a tightening of your lips before pulling the nearest man close to you in for an unexpected kiss, opening your eyes once you knew the mystery man's were closed, locking your eyes onto ellie's before closing them once more.

the light had died in ellie's stomach after that. her happy hand that was raised in the air faltered painfully back to her side as she watched the man's hands roam down from your sides... to your waist... to your ass.

you can kiss a hundred boys in bars,

those butterflies that she had just felt in her tummy had died slowly, turning into knots of anguish.

she watched your hands cradle the man's face. those same hands that had counted each and every freckle on her face on a snowy morning that had you both stranded in her apartment.

those same hands that had a death-grip on her back as you sobbed into her shoulder every other weeknight as she tried to muffle her own cries.

those same hands that had shoved her violently as she finally tried to stand her ground one afternoon you showed up knocking on her door. "you know what... fuck you, ellie! i don't know why i keep on doing this shit with you anyways." you said, before storming off. you called her later that night. she answered. "i'm sorry, els. i'm sorry, i'll do better, i'm so sorry-" , "it's ok, baby. it's ok. i know you didn't mean it. you're ok baby, i forgive you."

shoot another shot, try to stop the feeling!

she would've stayed in that seat, stewed in her anger for a bit more before the tears inevitably came falling down if it wasn't for the way the dude's hands creeped under your skin-tight jeans and how you flinched away from his grasp, breaking the kiss immediately with a nervous giggle creeping up.

the guy obviously took it as an invitation to do more, placing his hand back on your waist and agressively pulling you closer.

you can say it's just the way you are,

ellie's head tilted as she watched this go down.

what she wanted to do was launch that creep into the nearest wall and make sure he never tainted your body again. but she didn't want to get up too soon, she wanted to be certain that you needed help, whether you wanted it or not.

your hand stopped him from coming any closer, placing it right before his chest. you said something along the lines of, "don't want to do anything." .

make a new excuse, another stupid reason-

instead of him being a decent human being and leaving you alone, his face quickly turned into one of anger. his jaw jutted out as he tried to pull you in again, leaving you thrashing against his body.

how was no one else seeing this? why was no one else doing anything?!

she didn't even have time to process what she was about to do. her feet were on the ground, marching their way towards you before she could even think about her course of action in a smart way.

"let me go, fuckin' creep!" she heard you shriek as she grew closer to you, attempting to elbow him in the chest.

ellie felt like no matter how fast she was walking, she would never make it to you in time.

he laughed tauntingly as he grinded against. "i'm the creep, bitch?! you kissed me f-"

his last word was stolen from him as ellie forcefully pushed him off you with and landed a blow against his nose.

he groaned in pain, falling to the ground as he cradled his now-broken-nose.

you gasped in shock and horror. "what the fuck, ellie?!" you scolded her. as if you would've been fine on your own.

she ignored your words though, pulling the guy's hand away as she forced another punch to his face.

now people were finally looking.

she didn't stop until she felt your hands on her stomach, pulling her away from the scene.

"she fuckin'... said... no!..." ellie's voice thundered, erratic breaths in between her words before bringing one last painful kick to his face before letting you lead her out of the bar and into the night air.

you didn't stop even after you two were at the entrance door of the establishment, you made sure the two of you were far enough away that ellie wouldn't be caught if the police were called.

she couldn't help but feel those stupid fucking butterflies again as your hand gripped hers and felt a little disappointed when you dropped it, suddenly all too aware that you were still in public.

her green eyes met your own, yours filled with anger and chaos... hers filled with love.

"hey, swan." the auburnette sighed out simply, that stupid love-grin back on her face as she was finally close to you.

your eyebrows furrowed in disbelief as your hands went to massage your temples. you let out a humorless giggle. "you're so... fucking stupid, ellie!" you exclaimed, shoving her chest as if she was in the wrong.

her grin turned into a confused frown as she surrendered her hands in the air, her eyebrows mirroring your own now. "wh-wh....what-"

good luck, babe!

"god, you have this severe goddamn saviour complex or some shit!... i was fine! i was fucking fine on my own before you marched in and assaulted that guy."

well good luck, babe!

you gaslighted beautifully, defending the man you knew nothing about over the woman who was fatally in love with you, she almost believed you.

ellie's frown turned into an angry smile as she brought a hand to gently wipe over the bridge of her nose, a mannerism of her's she had developed whenever she got frustrated with you.

"assau-... ok, sure-... you wanna talk about assault, baby? that fuckin' guy would've assaulted you if i didn't step in. he was assaul-"

you shut your eyes tightly the way you do when you wanted to block something out that ellie was obviously right about. you shook your head stubbornly. "gggoddd ellie- it was my fault! i wanted it and then i didn't. i shouldn't have- i shouldn't have kissed him in the first place. i gave him mixed signals, i-"

you'd have to stop the world just to stop the feeling!-

your eyebrows grew dangerously closer to your face as you cradled your head in your hands.

ellie was quick to walk right back to you, caressing your arms.

"what? baby, no. no, it's not your fault... that- that fuckin' guy... hey... look at me, sweetheart." she cooed lovingly.

good luck, babe!

you slowly brought your hands away from your face, meeting her breathtaking green eyes.

you wanted to fall into her arms, you wanted to thank her for coming to your rescue and kiss her and confess to her how scared you truly were.

but you didn't. you never did.

your slightly calm expression that came over you once you met your secret lover's gaze turned into one of annoyance. ellie was, like always, taken by surprise as you thrashed against her grip, just like the way you did with that monster in the bar.

good luck, babe!

ellie's eyes blurred with tears as she watched your face turn into a grimace.

"fuck you, ellie." you said quietly as you broke free from her hands, storming off into the night. leaving her. like always.

you'd have to stop the world just to stop the feeling.

[absolutelyhugh3s]

michigan maize | ee73

ethan edwards x reader!

more loosely based song fics!! this one is tennessee orange by megan moroney

thank you guys so so much for all the love and support on forever and ever!!! y’all seriously don’t understand how much it means to me!! i love every single one of you <33

word count: 1.13k (not my gif!)

“hi munchkin! how are you doing?” my mothers honey-like voice filled my ears as she answered my call.

oh god, i'm really doing this.

“hi mama” i smiled even though she couldn’t see me “im good”

“i've got some news” i said nervously, clenching the comforter of my bed in my fist.

“oh honey is everything alright?” her slight chicago accent peaking through.

“dont worry im doing okay, just please dont tell dad?” i pleaded with my mother.

“y/n did something happen?” she asked worriedly.

“yes mama. he’ll blow a fuse if he found out” my father wasn’t big on me going to the umich. being the coach of msu hockey, he wanted me to go there.

but when i received an amazing scholarship to play lacrosse, i had to take it.

the first thing he told me when i left for school was “don't run off with any of those hockey boys y/n, they are very bad news.”

well, he’s clearly never met ethan.

“i know you raised me to know right from wrong, but god he makes it so hard” i chuckle “he?” my mother questions.

“i met somebody mama, hes brunette, and he's got these big brown eyes, and he opens the door for me everywhere i go!” 

ethan and y/n go on small date’s every wednesday night. its an awkward time for some, but for them, its the only time in their busy schedules that they can be together.

today, their date night was dressing up super fancy (as barbie and ken of course) seeing the barbie movie, and eating at a small diner a few blocks from the movie theater.

ethan had planned out the entire thing and the couple had a blast. once ethan had driven her back to her on campus apartment, she thanked the older boy, kissed him goodbye and began to exit the car.

“WAIT” ethan yelled. he jumped up out of the drivers seat, exiting the car and running around to open his girlfriend’s car door. “ok now you can go” he smiled

the small action made the girl melt like a snowman in summer. the defenseman than sprinted to the main door of her apartment complex, opening that for her as well.

“m’lady” he held out a hand as y/n walked through the door a blushing mess. he than took her hand in his, interlocking their fingers, leading her up to her apartment.

though the action was so little, it made her fall in love with him more and more every day.

“he just makes me so happy! hes like perfectly perfect! god! i've never felt this way mama!” i ramble.

“hun” my mother chuckles. “whats his name?” i then realize i left out the most important part “ethan! ethan edwards! mama you would love him” i smiled.

“but back home id be sinning” the smile fades slightly from my face. “why is that dear?” it seems as though she could hear what was going though my mind.

“mama, hes got me wearing maize and blue for him” i sarcastically laughed. 

“you should come to my game tomorrow” ethan said, running his hands through the ends of the y/h/c girls hair.

“the boys would love to see you, plus i get to have my own little good luck charm in the stands” the boy smiled like a small child at the girl laying on his chest.

“really?” she looked up at the brown haired boy with big doe eyes. “yes really” he grinned.

“here” he moved the smaller girl off of his chest to stand up from his bed.

he rummages through his closet, looking for a specific item of clothing.

suddenly a large yellow piece of fabric is thrown at her “you can even wear my jersey” he smiles.

the girl holds it up a large ‘edwards 73’ stares at her. “you know what e? i think i will”

“oh hes an athlete?” my mom says, surprised.

“yeah hekindasortamaybeplayshockey” i rush out, nervous of what my mother would say.

“im gonna need you to slow down y/n/n” she chuckles

“he plays hockey mama. he had me wearing his jersey at a msu game! of course i want the spartans to win but still! his smile! oh his smile! it makes me forget i look better in green!” i gush about my boyfriend.

“so thats why you didnt want your father to know” my mom teases, clearly finding enjoyment in this entire situation.

“oh please forgive me mama, i like him a lot” i beg “oh i think its a lot more than like sweetheart” my mom says. “what?”

“oh honey you are head over heels for ethan” she laughs “i've known for ten minutes and i can tell” 

“oh god im in love with a wolverine!” i exclaim.

“babygirl its ok! the worlds not gonna end! growing up in chicago i said i would never date a red wings fan, guess what? i married one!” she laughs.

“so you’re not mad?” i asked hesitantly.

“of course not y/n! its my job as your mother to always be supportive of you” i could tell she was smiling though the phone.

i talked with my mother for a while longer about random stuff for about another half hour. “mama i have to go, ethan should be here in a few minutes” i say.

“alright sweetie, invite him home would ya?” my mother asks. “of course mama, i love you” “i love you too sweet girl, bye bye”

i clean things up for about ten minutes when i hear a knock at my apartment door.

“you can come in e!” i shout. “ok!” he shouts back before walking in.

i put the last few dishes in the cabinet when i feel two muscular arms snake around my waist and a face bury into the crook of my neck.

“hi baby” he mumbles, tightening his hold on my waist.

“hi e” i giggled. “guess what i did today” i added.

“hmm climbed mount everest?” “nope” “slayed a dragon?” “nope” “killed someone?” “god no!”

“i told my mom about us” i smiled. ethans parents have known for a few weeks now about us, but he didnt wanna push me to tell mine. he wanted me to be comfortable with doing it myself.

ethan spins me around, his hands steading my hips. “you did?” he smiles.

“i did” i mirror his smile. the much larger boy then pulls me into the tightest hug possible.

“im so proud of you baby” he says, kissing the crown of my head.

“i have a question though” i place my chin on his sternum so im looking up at ethan. “whats up love?”

“what are you doing for spring break?”

[feathereddragonkin]

I think the worst part about being an alterhuman is the ones you miss.

As a dog, I miss my flock of sheep. The livestock I never had and yet long for every day. The family that I want so badly; the kids that run barefoot through the field alongside me in my dreams and the farmer's wife who sneaks me bits of their dinner when she thinks no one is looking.

As a panther I miss my jungle mates; I miss hearing the chatter of monkeys and the songs of tropical birds. I miss hearing the jungle come alive as I wake up from my nap high up in a tree.

As a tiger I miss the occasional fellow cat I'd meet; how we'd size each other up before chuffing a hello. How a group of us would hunt together and divide the spoils. I miss the cubs, how they'd chase my tail and yowl excitedly at me.

As a dragon, I long for my denmates. My flock. I want to lay down in a nest filled with warm feathery bodies, hear their soft chirps, fly alongside them and dive down to catch fish with my talons. I long to show them my collection of shiny objects, and marvel at their treasures.

As Ratchet, my team lingers on my mind. I miss long talks into the night with Optimus, playful arguments with Arcee and laughing at her sassy comebacks, hearing their voices and feeling the contentment that comes with their presence. Bumblebee's surprise hugs and cheerful wing flaps. Listening to the click clack of Rafael's keyboard, and Miko's cheering as she wins yet another round of that racing game against Jack.

As Bendy, I miss my sister. I miss Audrey, I want to hear her voice, see her smile. I want to hear her tell me it's ok, I miss her hugs. I also miss Porter, how he was always so cheerful and contagiously happy. How he calls me "Little Feller" in my dreams and throws me in the air to make me squeak. I miss playing with Heidi, begging Alison to sing for me, giving Tom a drawing to make him huff and try to hide a smile.

As Asriel, I want my Momma and Papa. I would give anything to help Momma bake a pie, and hear her gently remind me to wait for it to cool down. I wanna water the flowers with Papa, and make flower crowns with Chara. I miss her too, I wanna play tag with her through the halls of the castle and build huge blanket forts!

As Lan Xichen, I miss Da-ge so badly. All who died in the Sunshot Campaign, and afterwards. In spite of what he did... I still miss Jin Guangyao, and I wish I could have saved him. From the world, even from himself. I miss Wangji; I miss playing my flute while he accompanied with the Quqin.

There are so many people I miss; people I never truly had, but their absence still hurts me. Alterhumanity is a unique and interesting experience, but for me it often comes with the grief of a life you were meant to have, people who were supposed to be a part of your life but aren't. Maybe that's why we should cherish the people we do have, y'know?

[themultifandomgal]

From 2010- Audition

2010

Part 1

Waiting for her name to get called must be the most nerve racking times of her life. YN sits holding on to her dads hand as her leg jiggles up and down. Only being 16 and auditioning for the x-factor was never really part of her life plan. She was going to get a degree in law like her mother, Lisa, but when YN’s mum passed away YN knew it’s not what her mum would want her to do. Before Lisa passed away she told YN to follow her dreams and create music. So that’s why YN now sits in the waiting room for the X-factor.

"Your going to be alright YN calm down" my dad says as he squeezes my hand “your mum will up there with you on stage” I’m grateful that my dad encourages me so much, and so did my mum. Yes I know I can carry a tune since I have been lead in my school. But auditioning for the X facto is just another ball game. I just hope my voice will be enough for me to get through the audition. Only time will tell. It doesn’t seem like I’m waiting much longer when my name is called.

"YN the judges are ready for you now" I stand up and go over to the back of the stage. Where I greet a few other people

“Hi I’m Niall”

“YN” I shake his hand

“It’s nice to meet you YN. Hopefully we will both get through to the next round”

“Fingers crossed” I cross my fingers smiling. They then call his name and I wish him luck.

Finally it's time for my audition I walk on stage and stand on the X

"Hi sweetie what's your name and age" Nicole Scherzinger asks me

"Hi I'm YN YLN and I’m 16”

“Your 16?” Louis Walsh asks with raised eyebrows I’m guessing he’s surprised with my age so I nod my head confirming that I am only 16

“Yeah”

“Who have you brought here with you today?” he asks

“I’ve got my dad here with me”

"Ok and what song are you going to sing for us today?" Simon Cowell asks

"I'm going to sing I have nothing by Whitney Houston”

“That’s a tough song to sing” Nichole comments

“It was my mums favourite song. She passed away coming up to a year ago so I want to feel like she’s here with me”

"Ok good luck"

The music starts playing and I start singing. Thankfully I doesn’t get any buzzes which makes me sigh out of relief immediately once the song is over. The sound of the audience cheering brings tears to my eyes

“YN you should be so proud of yourself with that audition” Nicole says “you have such a unique voice. I’m speechless”

“Thank you” I sniffle into the microphone in my hand

“Your only 16, you’ve got a great voice you just a little more confidence in yourself” Louis says making me nod understanding

“Your good, very good but I think there’s something missing” Simon says making me feel nervous “but I’m willing to give you a chance. It’s a yes from me, Nicole?”

“It’s a yes”

“YN you’ve got 3 yes’ congratulations your through to the next round”

“Thank you so much” I wave running off the stage and straight into the arms of me dad who squeezes me tight

“Told you you’d be alright. I know your mum is super proud of you”

“Thanks dad”

When me and her dad arrive back home. I walk through the front door to see the rest of my family with balloon, banners and cakes. I just hope this will be the start of something amazing.

[casterousaudrey]

To have loved and lost

Word Count: 2k

Pairing: Astarion/Gender Neutral!Reader

Theme: very angsty, death of a lover, revenge.

Note: The people have spoken and I shall answer. I tried to make this as lore-accurate as I could while maintaining my main idea! Sorry if there are errors. I was initially going to write this as a hurt/comfort but angst was just calling my name 😪. I HIGHLY recommend listening to these songs while reading hehe.

Now playing: ※ Cover me in Roses - Holden Laurence ※ I want you - Mitski ※ No surprises - Radiohead ※ What was I made for - Billie Eilish ※ Video games - Lana Del Rey

It wasn't supposed to happen how it did. Beating Cazador was supposed to be easy, Astarion had you and your other companions to fight alongside him. The difficult part was supposed to be deciding whether he would take this power for himself or let it go along with the thousands of vampire spawns with it.

So why was he frozen in place with your lifeless body an arm away, as your other companions tried to keep Cazador and his other lackeys at bay. You were always the protective type, you cared- probably more than you should for other people. He never understood how you could be so kind to people you just met, he who tried to kill you when you first met, he who takes all your offers to drink your blood, and he whose only goal was to kill Cazador, that was before he got closer to you.

He wasn't used to affection that didn't have a price, after all the times he fed on you he didn't hear a single condition on what you should get in return, all he heard was "I'm just happy to be helping you" Or "I can see in your eyes that the hunt wasn't good today, just swing by my tent if you need me ok?". He was- confused, and albeit sickened, after what he experienced being that kind only made him weak and even made him into a slave for Cazador. At the same time he couldn't help what he was feeling, how could he deny how he felt calm when he was in your embrace after particularly hard days, your skin on his with pleasure he never felt before, your kisses felt like the touch of the sun bringing back warmth into his pale and cold body, and your eyes that held no disgust for him.

But in the end, he was right, your kindness made you take a blow from Cazador for him and you paid the price. The last thing he remembered was you running to the blast that was aimed at him, gaining multiple attacks from the numerous minions Cazador had. Astarion couldn't move, he was stuck in place by Cazador and he already accepted the blast that was coming his way but if he knew that you were going to stand between him and Cazador maybe he would've fought harder, maybe your body wouldn't have been facing him with your eyes only focused on his. The moment you got hit- he swore he saw a tear leave your eye. He still doesn't know if it was out of worry for him or fear for what would happen to you.

The blast made your body fly to him as the impact knocked both you and Astarion to a nearby pillar. He was numb, even more than he was in all the years he served Cazador. After regaining his composure Astarion tried to take a glimpse at your body, but it only made him hold his breath and look away.

"Astarion are they ok? Say something!" He could hear Shadowheart screaming for him but there was still a distinct ringing in his head, he couldn't understand what was happening, he couldn't process what just happened. Shadowheart killed the remaining lackeys Cazador had while Karlach was able to kill most of them, Maybe they also saw what happened, and maybe they were also in rage. Who could blame them, You were the best of the group, and everyone's morale solely depended on you keeping it up.

He finally gained the courage to approach your body- crawling to where you were as he turned your body upright. He finally processed what had happened, you are dead, you sacrificed your life for a vampire spawn and he never felt sadness the way he did right now. Your eyes were closed, your chest not moving to breathe, this couldn't be the end. He loved you too much to let you go now, and he regretted not saying those three words earlier. "I love you" He whispered although now it didn't feel like what he imagined it would be, it felt meaningless.

In his grief he tried to find a solution, he racked his brain for any kind of answer, and in desperation, he found one. He'll turn you into a vampire, just like what happened to him when he died. Although he hoped this would happen in different circumstances he can't doubt himself now. "Hold on darling, okay? I got you. I'm here." He cradled your body in his arms as he wasted no time to bite your neck. In all his years as a spawn he has never experienced truly turning someone else, and why would he, the pain he remembered when he turned was not the pain he wanted on anyone else.

A bite and a drop of his blood was all that it should've taken. He bit his arm and had taken more than a drop of his blood in his mouth. He held your face as his blood made its way down your throat. For a moment he was glad, he knew it would work, this was how he turned! How could it not? But with the bite mark on your neck and the smell of his blood still lingering on your lips, you still weren't moving or responding at all. "What's the matter, love? Why isn't it working? I need you to live please!"

He cried and cried but through his tears, he wondered if maybe just biting you and giving you more blood would work. Frantic he started to remove the armor you had to gain access to more parts of your body.

Bite.

Your wrist, the same ones he remembers so tenderly to have kissed when you made love.

Bite.

Your leg, it would always tangle with his on nights that you found peace in each other's arms.

Bite.

Your thigh, what he would give to hold it tight once again as you sat on top of him.

Bite.

Your neck again, where he would bury his face, and suddenly all his problems would disappear.

He took in even more of his blood that once again made its way deep down your throat.

...

..

.

But nothing, it wouldn't work. He tried to reason with himself that maybe just maybe it would take a while for you to turn but he knew deep down that wasn't how it worked.

"You see boy, you are weak, you are nothing but a vampire spawn with no ability to protect anyone. Did I not teach you better than this?" Cazador who was already on his knees still managed to talk Astarion down.

Shock turned to grief and grief into rage.

"In all my problems and all the times I failed it was always you who was behind it..." Astarion made sure to put your body down gently whispering an 'I'll be back sweetheart' before standing up and striding towards Cazador and grabbing him by the back of his head "You just weren't satisfied with the years of pure shit you put me through were you?" Out of all the cruel things Cazador has done Astarion would argue that this is by far the most gut-wrenching thing he had ever experienced.

"Astarion, maybe if we bring them back to a church fast enough the clerics could-"

"The clerics can't do anything about this now!"

Karlach was quick to stop talking, normally she would not be easily swayed but she knew that he was right, You were as good as dead and in Astarions mind his world had also ended.

"You are a fool to believe that you could ever have a happy ending, Astarion. From the moment I turned you to the moment you lured your first victim you should've known that no Gods would ever take pity on your soul." The hand that was holding the back of Cazador's neck tightened. "You're right, No God would help me, but maybe your little contract can"

Astarion threw Cazador on the ground as the decision was set in his mind. "What do you think you're doing?" Finally, a hint of fear in Cazador's voice was what Astarion needed to continue what he was about to do. He needed to ascend to find another solution that his abilities as a spawn couldn't possibly find. "Karlach, I need your help- your eyes rather, to see the scars on my back. Use the parasite to connect to my mind so I can see the scars on my back and copy it onto his."

"You wouldn't dare!"

"Oh, but I would, years of trying to push me towards the edge and today... You finally did it and I applaud you" Astarion picks up the blade beside him ready to carve the contract onto his back.

"You know I can't let you do that" Karlach tries to reason as she sees how truly hurt Astarion is.

"That wasn't a question! All the power that he's lusted after will be mine"

"At the cost of a lot of lives. It's not worth it, Astarion" Shadowheart knows nothing could sway him now, not after what Cazador did.

"My darlings' life was worth more than thousands! I'm just trying to even out the score"

Karlach debates for a minute, If she lets Astarion do the ritual thousands would die but if she doesn't Cazador would surely find a way to ascend and hunt down Astarion. In the end, she lets Astarion see the scars on his back, she could feel the blade in his hand with a tight grip and his grief covered by the lust for power that he can obtain.

"Yes, yes I see it." Astarion smiles a wicked grin as he removes Cazador's top which reveals his bare back soon to be marked with a contract.

The moment the blade came in contact with Cazador's back it was followed by his blood-curdling screams with the sound of flesh being carved out rather brutally. Shadowheart had to look away until the screams came to an end and the contract was finally set on Cazador's back.

"Ungrateful child. Wretched child."

"It's time to take your place."

Astarion picked up Cazador's staff which gave him the power to place Cazador to where he would be sacrificed. He could feel it, the power was an inch away from his grasp. All he needed to do now was plow the staff into the ground to obtain all that power.

As he raised the staff with closed eyes all he could think of was you, the images of all the times you spent together flashed before his eyes, at first he was happy then enraged after realizing that he might never see your smile again. It was all he needed for him to plow the staff to the ground as a red aura emanated from the floor and to the spawns. He recited the chant for the ritual and finally, he felt stronger and even more powerful.

One by one they all died and Astarion could feel the power flowing through him, he was high on whatever power he just received and as Cazador died the ritual was complete. Shadowheart and Karlach could only look in concern and fear as Astarion smiled.

He was free at last, but how free could he be when the chains of your death still hold him hostage? He let go of the staff as it started floating on its own and started following him. He slowly walks towards your body, still no change, but he picks you up anyway and gives a small kiss on your forehead. "Come on sweetheart, I'll get you fixed up, I promise. I'll find a way."

He started to slowly walk out of the lair, not caring if the other two would follow or not. Your body cradled closely to his chest. He looked to your lips which would feel so tender against his- now unmoving, and your eyes- he was convinced had some sort of magic in it now closed. His head filled with thoughts of the endless power and control he could have and what that power could do to bring you back to life. He looked menacing just from the way he walked, anyone who stood in his way would be destroyed. In his mind, this is what grieving felt like, an emptiness to what should be full, the weight of the world on his shoulders, and the Gods laughing at his despair.

As he approaches the elevator, the gurs stand in alert ready to confront Astarion about what he's done but for their sake, he hopes they would stand down. For a grieving monster is more terrifying than they think.

[liberalk1tsch]

💗 slow kiss / gentle kiss / inevitable / soft or 💛reunion kiss. Dealer’s choice.

bet you thought i forgot, but i didn’t! i just struggle not to make an entire story out of a tiny prompt

prompt from this ask game: 💗 slow kiss / gentle kiss / inevitable / soft

i suppose reunion in a way too, but primarily 💗

context: harvest festival, don’t ask me why it’s taken this long to get them to kiss (ok fine, it’s bc katniss is dumb and peeta’s stubbornly forcing her to make the first move), they’re sharing a private moment in the newly rebuilt bakery backyard bc katniss was getting ✨overwhelmed✨ in the crowd

note: this version is very abridged from what i wanted to do. might mess around and publish a full length oneshot if enough people are interested🫡

Peeta stands and offers me a hand, bowing down slightly in mock formality. “May I have this dance?”

I laugh lightly, pretending to consider his proposal. “Only if you promise to forgive me if I step on your toes,” I say.

“Deal.” He smiles widely as I take his hand and he tugs me up into his arms.

My breath catches as his hand slides down the curve of my waist, the other holding my own hand delicately aloft as he pulls me in close.

It’s not a difficult dance, just a simple box step, but I can’t for the life of me seem to go more than a few spins without messing it up somehow. My steps are mistimed, used to compensating for a shorter partner, and I’ve always been the one to lead, so everything is backwards now. It’s funny — he’s the one missing a limb and still somehow exudes infinitely more grace and confidence while dancing than I ever could. Whatever finesse he lacks in the forest seems to have all been channeled into this, whereas mine all but disappears without Prim as a partner.

“Sorry!” I cringe as Peeta winces from yet another mistimed step on my end.

He just brushes it off and offers me a small smile. “It’s fine, really.”

“No, it’s not,” I insist. I drop our hands, instead slinging both of my arms around his neck, pulling myself ever closer. His hand that had been in mine mirrors his other, finding its home on my waist in a way that sends a shiver down my spine. “There,” I say softly. We go back to our dance, gently swaying to the music rather than attempting actual dance steps, and for the first time, Peeta’s good foot is finally spared.

“Well,” he says, letting out a huffed laugh, “that’s one way to take away room for error — taking away any space at all.”

Normally it’s the kind of comment that would have me pushing him away, laughing off the sudden closeness, writing it off as unserious and unintentional. And I don’t know why, but instead I respond, “Didn’t think you’d mind.”

Peeta’s eyebrows flick upward in surprise. “I don’t,” he assures me, any hint of humor quickly draining from his voice. “I wasn’t sure if you did.”

We’re pressed against each other, chest to chest, so close that I can feel his thundering heartbeat. Or more likely it’s mine. Maybe it’s both.

“And what if I don’t?” I ask, staring up at him.

“You tell me,” he says. His eyes are sparkling pools of starlight in the moonbathed garden.

I open my mouth to say something, but immediately realize I have nothing left to say. He’s called my bluff. He knows as well as I do what I want, he’s just waiting to see what I do — if I flee and play it off like I always do, or if I actually let myself act on the feelings that have been eating away at me for months. Years, if I’m being completely honest with myself.

In the town square, only yards away, I can hear the slow song nearing its end, no doubt soon to be replaced by a fast-paced tune. I don’t have much time, so before I can think too much about it, I cup Peeta’s face in my hands and pull him in for a long, slow kiss.

I’d kissed Peeta probably thousands of times before, but never like this. Never unprompted, and so rarely initiated by me. But that’s the point, isn’t it? Here we are, a short distance from the crowd, yet none of this is for them — it’s for us, only us.

His lips are soft and gentle against mine as his hand snakes up my spine to knot in my hair at the nape of my neck, and I instinctively melt into his touch. I’d missed this. Oh, how I’d missed this. Craved it. I feel that familiar warmth only he can elicit in me beaming out from my chest and through my entire body as we kiss. I was a fool, I think, a damned fool for trying to convince myself I was content with his friendship and nothing more.

The hunger I felt on the beach returns too. It’s wild and ravenous for more, but I refrain, instead pulling away slightly and resting my brow against his, gazing at him softly. There would be another time to address that feeling, but this moment is different. It’s my irrevocable requital of the feelings he’d once proclaimed to an entire nation, the ones he’d fought so hard to recover, the ones I’d been so terrified to reciprocate. I wasn’t going to ruin things by pushing us somewhere we’re not yet comfortable, not while things are so new, when we’ve only just started to grow back together.

This would’ve happened anyways. In a way, it had always been Peeta. And I think it always will be.

[enzoarweq]

(im talking about the characters q!, not the cc!)

imo no one else seems to understand the landduo/foolhalo relationship is much much deeper than "he's a friend who annoys me and i love to annoy him" or "they are secretly in love" in fact i might be as bold as to say NO ONE does till this day. which is pretty funny how they understand and notice the littlest things about each other but no one can see their deep bond despite that... tho to be fair Bad has said multiple times that he praises Foolish till high heaven from his skills, smarts, to his good looks but he would never ever admit it or say it to his face. (he RARELY does actually so when it happens, we all cheer and die) same for foolish.

Jaiden, who is probably one of the closest to Foolish rn said recently no one else takes Foolish srsly or that they are like outcasts of the island or that no one cares for Leo (para). and im like um theres literally Bad who cares a lot for Foolish and Leo. and has said multiple times that he is much more intelligent than ppl have granted him to be (but ofc she doesn't know, she doesn't know the early moments where they would hang out together almost all the time, constant banter, she doesn't know of THE convo where Bad literally for his advice and was treating and talking to him like two gamemasters in equal footing talking about the games they will play, she doesn't know should anything happen to Bad, he left Dapper in Foolish's care, Foolish constantly leaves Leo in Bad's care, she doesn't know that Leo loves and adores his Tio Bad, she doesn't know a lot of their "true hidden" relationship/sides, she doesn't know how easy Foolish can read Bad like an open book like that mine roulette game which i think she participated but not when both bad and foolish were playing iirc etc etc) not to mention theres also Roier who cares a lot for Leo and vice versa and constantly thinks about her (but this post about foolhalo so i digress)

There was also that moment with Bagi and Tubbo where they were like go ahead and cage Foolish or smtg. like daring Bad to do it. Bad was like aww thats no fun, its boring (cuz yk theres no song and dance, theres no arguing back n forth, it was just that). so when foolish shows up and bad was like hey could u step in ig *shrugs* Foolish was like urgh ok ig. I still remember Bagi's and Tubbos reaction, they were like mildly surprised. like ok what now. Bagi then said to Foolish, hey Bad is insane. Foolish then replied, yeah i fcking knew that already (in a so what tone) and again, Bagi seemed slightly taken aback. Tubbo then went on a rant about them being in love or smtg idk.

or the time when Bad would make a torture chamber for Foolish which he willingly went along cuz why not. and ppl were making angst about it as if Foolish didn't just walk into the torture chamber willingly to play a fun torture game with Bad smh.

also the time when Foolish was hiding his hurt over Leo's absence but Bad knew deep inside he feels deeply. that time where Foolish will run away from everyone else when confronted about his feelings but finally stood silently besides Bad in comfort, instead of a hug. (wasn't Jaiden there for that?)

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theres soooo many foolhalo landduo moments where so many fans just blatantly ignore, like they have selective memory. genuinely confuses me everytime, like are we even watching the same POV.

theres also a lot of moments where ppl were gen mad at bad for the pranks n shit, like its 2023 ppl, we've been thru with this already in dsmp, do better pls. (ik them be new fans but still urgh)

[wonik1ss]

I Think I’m In Love — Eunchae

pairing : non!idol eunchae x reader

song rec : somebody to love - queen

summary : eunchae’s in love with you so much that she can’t realize that you are too

a/n : this really was just made because I love Ella enchanted <3

“I think I’m in love”. Chaewon rolled her eyes at the blonde haired girl.

“You sure that hair die isn’t seeping its way into your head?”. The older girl said flicking the younger girls head. Eunchae pouted as she smiled.

“No! I really am in love! It all stared in gym class..”

Eunchae was walking back and forth panicking seeing as today they were gonna play volleyball. While Kazuha tried to come her down which didn’t end up working.

“I’m going to die!”

“It’s just a game!”. As Zuha said that Eunchae was picked to go on Kyujin’s team she hung her head low as she got in her spot. Eunchae dodged and never threw a ball the whole game before it was just her and another girl.

Sadly the girl had good aim and hit Eunchae square on the forehead. The other girl ran over and sat next to Eunchae who had fallen down.

“Ouch”

“Oh I’m so sorry are you ok?”. Eunchae slowly opened her eyes to see you. You had to be an angel. Even with worry in your eyes you still looked beautiful. You brushed some of Eunchaes hair out of her face to see her forehead clearly. This only made the blonde girl swoon more. The next time you would meet would be in her baking class.

You were new so Eunchae showed you the ropes before your teacher gave you the assignment for that day.

“Ok class today we will be making three loafs of bread! That hopefully Ni-ki won’t burn like last weeks cookies!”. The class erupted into laughter as Ni-ki smiled.

Eunchae sighed as everyone got to work. She was never the best baker. On the last theee assignments she barely passed with a C-. You saw the worry in the girls eyes so your grabbed her hand.

Eunchaes eyes shoot up to yours a blush touching her cheeks.

“Don’t worry we got this!”. The blonde girl could only nod. Your hands felt so soft in hers. They felt like they were meant for her to hold. So when you let got Eunchae pouted a bit before; you held it again to drag her to get your ingredients.

Your class and Eunchae’s had combined for a school trip that was sadly ending the next day. So instead of just going to sleep you all decided to sneak into a pair of girls room to had a small party. While making your way to the room you bummed into Eunchae. You both fell withs thud.

“Are you kids running up there?!”. You shot Eunchae a worried look. The girl grabbed your hand and ran to the nearest room; which happened to be a supply closet.l that was comically small. As you tried to make space your hands landed on Eunchaes waist as did hers.

You looked around the closet heart beating fast as Eunchae just stared at you.

“You think he won’t catch us?”. You whispered to the lovestruck girl. Eunchae could only nodded as she canned your features. Finally ending at your lips. Too bad the teacher had left and you were dying to get of the cramped closet.

“You’re ridiculous!”. Euncahe sighed as Chaewon shock her head.

“I think it’s cute!”. Said Sakura, Yunjin nodded as she did Zuha’s hair.

“Well I gotta go.. she asked me to go to the movies with some of her friends!”. Chaewons eyes almost popped out of their stockets as Eunchae ran to find you.

“Don’t call me when you get kidnapped!”

Eunchae sat next to you and smiled as the movie started. You held onto the younger girls hand everytime a jumps are happened and Eunchae loved this. I’m this theater two seats were morphed into one with cup holders on the side instead of the middle. So you are basically curled into the blondes side.

The popcorn was on your side so as Eunchae went to get it she was surprised when you turned to her. Your lips connected for a second before Eunchae eyes went wide. She pulled back and started spewing apologies. You smiled as pecked the girls lips again.

“You very cute when you’re flustered”. Eunchae hid her face in your neck as the movie continued. She was definitely in love.

[barcalover86]

The unheard story

A never-ending friendship

Book

Chapter two

It wasn't until you got "home" to realise what really happened. And it wasn't that bad until you thought that 'till the next game, four more days had to pass.

You couldn't wait that long.

Bia, your most beloved friend, was trying her best to enter your mind to stop your thoughts, but it was all in vain.

"Y/n, can you please look at me for once? It's getting annoying to talk all by myself."

You look at her frustrated face and start to feel bad. You really neglected her.

"I'm sorry. You can talk now." you said, your full attention being on Bia.

"I know what happened tonight was.. like a dream, especially to you. But let's enjoy our time here in Barcelona because time flies fast. It is just when you'll get home at your parents you'll realise that you could have done more."

You nodded, completely agreeing with her.

"Yes, I got it. But what do you want to do? It's pretty late, and we have nothing to do except fall asleep."

She rolled her eyes before a short chuckle escaped her mouth.

"We are in Barcelona!! Of course, there's a lot to do out there. Choose an outfit, and let's get into the world. We have to make new friends."

"New friends? For me, you are more than enough!" you said while looking utterly shocked.

"Shut up and change."

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You two opted for some black dresses, but nothing much. It looked beautiful on your bodies, but it wasn't a club/party outfit. You don't even have that type of clothes.

Deciding to go outside in the middle of the night for a walk was strange for the both of you, but now you aren't that kid anymore. You have to be more social, just like your friend.

The city was fabulous while being surrounded by the lights.

A lot of people were walking and chatting at Caffès. The language that was spoken was melodious to your ears, and you really enjoyed their accent.

That was until you walked to some guys who were playing some traditional Spanish songs. Old people started to dance through the music, and the atmosphere was incredible.

"Girls, c'mon. Don't be shy." a handsome boy said to you two, walking to take your hands. "Let's enjoy the music."

"I am not a dancer." you replied, being really shy to talk to some stranger.

"Dancing is for everybody, miss."

The boy started to sing, and it felt like this night was getting more beautiful than ever.

After some time, your body started to move along the music and beautiful laughs were coming out of your and Bia's mouths.

"What's your name, girls?" the same boy asked you after the music stopped.

You two told your names, and he introduced himself as Luis.

"Nice to meet you, Luis. Are you a singer or something? Your voice is really good."

He laughs and shakes his head.

"No, I'm working at a restaurant near this place, but when I have free time, I like to create some nice vibes with my friends here."

He shouted for them before he started to introduce everyone to everyone.

"Here's my sister, Luna."

She was a pretty blonde girl around 16-17, who was shorter than you and Bia. But it wasn't a big difference.

"Next to her right there are Liam and Lucas."

The boys were pretty young, around the age of 12, but taller already than their sister. Their blue eyes and blonde hair made them beautiful, especially when they smiled.

"Nice to meet you." they said, giving you their hands.

"Then this is Laura, my best friend since childhood, with her parents right there. They are kinda busy right now, sorry."

You were surprised how they all looked the same and before you could think, you already spoke.

"How came everyone's name starts with an L? Your parents must have been inspired."

Luis laughs a bit, before looking down like everyone else around him.

"They died some months ago. We are alone now. I think our names characterises us in a good way."

"Oh, I'm sorry-"

"It's ok."

But it wasn't. You felt so bad that you had to do something.

"What about we go eat at your restaurant now? We are all hungry, and I wanna see the place. I bet it's nice looking."

Everyone agreed, expect your best friend.

"What about the no-eating for 4 days so we could afford the game ticket?" she whispered in your ear.

"I feel so bad, Bia. Please."

She sighed.

"I'll go home with no money left."

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The place wasn't far away, but you knew that it would take you 2 hours to go back to your hotel. And that kinda scared you.

"Why there's nobody here?" Bia asked

"Well, it's 2 in the morning." Luis, the singer guy, laughs.

You sat down and started to chat about every subject you could think of. They were all really nice and you were happy that you made some friends.

Especially that they let you sleep in their house for the night so that you wouldn't walk alone in the dark to your hotel.

You trusted them because you felt like they weren't bad people. And right before you went to bed, you decided to go to the Barca game together. And now you couldn't be more excited.

The next few days, nothing much happened. You were exploring Barcelona together, now having some people to guide you.

The city was truly stunning. Maybe when you'll be older, you'll move here.

You also learned some Spanish songs, and the 12 year old boys even taught you to play some instruments.

The exact same day when Barca was playing against Getafe, you invited the L family to your hotel room to get ready.

"No way, Gavi really gifted you his jersey? You are the luckiest girl, y/n!."

"I know, right? I still can't believe that we'll sit next to him tonight."

"Bia got Lewa's jersey, I think it's a win-win here." Liam, the little brother, laughed.

"I agree there, little boy" she said while clapping his hand.

"I don't know what to wear!"

"I think you should have the same chlotes as you had last time. This way he can recognise you easier. " Laura, Luis' best friend said.

"But then he'll think that I don't have chlotes.."

Laura comes to you. "Then he doesn't deserve you."

You smiled, giving her a thankful hug.

"What you'll guys wear?"

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You arrived at Camp Nou for the second time in your life, and it was the same feeling like the first time.

"I don't think I can get used to that."

"You won't, trust me." Laura said, while holding your hand in excitement.

"Look, look, there he is, there he is."

"Y/n, stop being so energetic now. He'll think you're weird." Bia reminded you.

"What do I do, he is right in front of my seat. If I don't say hello to him, he'll say that I'm rude and if I say, maybe he'll think I'm a crazy fan-"

"Which you are."

"Bia! You are not helping me!"

Everyone laughs and you start to feel embarrassed.

"Just be you." Liam said.

After some doubts you finally go to your seat, to see a Pablo Gavi texting someone on his phone. You don't wanna look, but the text I'll see you later then, love you caught your eye.

Oh, well of course he has a girl.

Your mood goes down in a second and your friends start to wonder what happened. You looked back at them before standing up to walk away.

When you moved, Gavi heard something and turned around in instinct to see you there.

Really quickly he recognises you.

"Y/n."

You turn around to see a happy Gavi face.

"Oh, hi. I didn't want to interrupt."

"You don't interrupt anything. Have a seat."

You go seat down, trying to not look nervous. Your friends behind you were starting to jump in excitement, ready to see what will happen.

"I see that you wear my jersey, it suits you well." he says and now you couldn't not smile.

He saw your red cheeks and he felt interested in starting a conversation.

"Did you come alone?"

Oh, shit. You couldn't say that you came with your friends because they were all looking in your direction, but you couldn't lie to him as well.

"No, I came with my friends but they went to the bathroom. I saw you and decided to thank you for gifting me your shirt."

He smiles. "No big problem. Let me sign it for you."

"I don't have a pen."

When he hears that, his face falls.

"Oh."

Did he really want to sign it for you or you just overreact his actions?

"I can get one-".

"No, no. I'll sign it after the game when I'll have a pen. Don't worry. Look for me then."

After that you walked away with a big nervous smile on your face.

His voice drived you mad.

"What did he say?"

"Y/n, tell us!!!

"Shh, I'll tell you if you'll stop."

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"I think he was asking for your presence."

"But then why did he text someone I love you?"

"Footballers are like that. They have a lot of girlfriends, nothing new." Luis said.

"He seems different.."

"Every girl says that. But who knows? He really seems like a sweetheart."

"But then why did he text-"

"Oh, you two stop! I wanna watch a game and you should do it too!"

"We are losing anyway, Bia."

"Oh, where did the optimistic girl dissappear?"

Since I found out gavi had a girlfriend, you wanted to say, but remained silent.

The game was a terrible one, Barca had the biggest bad luck and you saw how frustrated Gavi was for not helping his team.

After it was all over and the score remained the exact 3-0 that was from the first half, you felt like you couldn't go talk to Gavi even if he asked you this.

You didn't want to be a burden on his back, so you took your things and left.

After what seemed like 10 minutes, you heard your name being called by a very, very familiar voice.

Were you dreaming?

You turn around immediately to see him running to you.

He says hi to all your friends and takes your hand to go talk to you for a second.

"Why did you leave?"

"I didn't want to bother you, especially that you lost tonight."

He looks down and for a second you thought that you said the wrong thing, until he looks into your eyes.

"I looked for you everywhere."

"I'm sorry-"

"Don't be, I wanted to." he starts. "I feel like I own you my signature." he ends with a chuckle.

"Have you got a pen?" you asked him and he shakes his head.

"But I know where to find you, come with me."

He apologies to your friends for stealing you and guides you to his locker room.

As the crowd was getting bigger, he takes your hand to not lose you and you feel like you could die right there.

His hand was soft. So soft.

When you get close to the locker room, he tells you to wait a second and then he comes back right after.

He finally signs you the jersey and you thank him a lot.

"No problem, it was my pleasure."

He goes for a hug that you couldn't not take and then he asks you something that shocked you.

"I hope I'll see you again at El Clasico. You'll come to support us, right?"

Well, you weren't planning to go to Madrid. It was kinda too far away and you already stayed at a hotel here in Barcelona. You couldn't afford two hotels at the same time.

"I can't go. I'm sorry."

His face immediately changes.

"Why?'

He almost sounded like he was feeling bad.

You couldn't tell him that you can't afford. But again, you didn't want to lie to him.

"It's just that.. I have plans in Barcelona that day."

He looks sad.

"Then I'll see you after again where we met?"

Oh, he thinks you're a rich girl. You already promised Bia that you won't buy tickets at vip anymore.

"I don't know. I think I'll choose sector H. I feel like I can see better from there."

"But- I can't go there. It's up too high."

"I'm sorry. I wish you good luck."

You wanna walk away when he stops you.

"Can I have your insta?"

You freezed for a second. He what?

You just nodded, not being able to talk.

Your account was private so you accepted it and hugged again for a good bye.

He showed you how to get out of the stadium and when you saw your friends you started to scream.

God.. the adventure only begins now..