#once they worked together they were friends and didnt even realise they has started to fall until he had to leave

[fruggin-bitch]

Cassiopeia by Sara Bareilles is such a good representation of calypso in my brain

Anchored home in her interstellar sea

calypso, stuck on ogygia with no contact with the outside world, no real way to know about anything happening, nobody to talk to other than the occasional god visiting her and a random hero that gets thrown at her by the fates.

Then: a spark from a star shooting too close They both smiled; what a day to explode!

leo, arriving and spending nearly a month (ogygia time) together getting t know each other and falling for each other because they actually know each other, not becuase of a curse (that had already been broken by this time lol)

Come on, come on, collide Let's see what a fire feels like I bet it's just like heaven"

calypso, finally getting to feel for someone who loves her back. someone who died to keep a promise to her and break her free from her island.

[kyunzin]

𝐅𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲

✰ characters ✰ 𝐘. 𝐄𝐫𝐞𝐧

✰ summary ✰ don’t say things you don’t mean, unless you do mean them. in that case eren can fulfil all your requests (f!reader)

✰ tags/warnings ✰ nsfw, ex!eren, alcohol use, degradation, spanking, daddy kink, cum eating, squirting. praise kink, overstimulation, pussy licking

✰ kyun’s note ✰ it’s been long overdue, two long fics in a row is tough gang dont do this at home. also sorry for any spelling mistakes i am sleep derived

it was definitely a good idea to go out with the girls

it was probably a bad idea to not send eren home with all the drinks you had earlier clouding your judgment

it was absolutely going to hurt in the morning but that is the last thing that's on your mind right now it will be a problem for later

you and eren had gotten together in high school and stayed together for the duration of high school. the both of you being fairly well known though he was more popular than you were.

the both of you had different passions and wanted to peruse different careers. him wanting to play basketball professionally and you didn’t really want to have a boring 9-5 either so you chose to be an influencer.

you both supported each other and both of you became very successful in what you did. eren signing with a good team and you having nearly up to a million followers. you made sure to go to every one of his games and he would be sure to mention you on his socials and even point to you at games.

the two of you even had a child together who both of your fans adored. you had him early in both of your careers and had enough money to support him growing up, the two of you thought that you would be able to live the rest of your lives as a family.

that was until about 4 years later when eren’s schedule became to hectic and he spent more time practicing and being out of the country for games to even be home with you, there was a gradual build up to that which you thought you could get through but in the end you realised it was too much for you and he accepted that.

in the end the both of you decided to spilt apart as is was just too much on you. both of your fan bases were sad to see their favourite couple break apart but you assured them that it was mutual and the two of you ended on good terms, deep down you still loved him but you let him go knowing it was for the better.

eren always made sure to send money to support both him and you even though you told him that he didnt need to send you money as well. he also did regular calls to check in to see how the both of you were doing, and when he was back in the country he made sure to see you if he could spending time with his son and even you.

you know he loved his son from the way he would always get souvenirs from countries when he was out and even got some jerseys from his sons favourite players even if he did pout complaining because he wasn’t his favourite.

this went on for about a year and it worked really well for the three of you, your sons fifth birthday passed with eren doing his all to be there buying him an expensive gift that your son absolutely loved. eren had lately had been spending more time over due to the season, there not being a lot of games and you decided you wanted to go out since it had been a while.

eren has said he would take care of your son while you went out with your friends saying that you deserved the time to have fun. he took your son over to his house so that you could get ready in peace telling you he would keep him for the weekend so you could relax.

once the both of them had left the house you called both sasha and mikasa telling them the plans and they decided to come over to help you get ready. they arrived soon with their things and the three of you started to get ready.

you had your hair and make up done all that was left was your outfit. you had no idea what to wear as it had been a long time since you had gotten dressed up like this, the girls made their way to you closet and started picking through your stuff looking for something for you to wear.

being pregnant had made big changes to you body which left you feeling less than confident after your giving birth but as the years went by some changes left and some stayed. for one your tits and ass filled out as well as you hips getting wider giving you a near hourglass figure.

you were pretty self conscious about your body but everyone around you encouraged you to embrace your new body as they said it made you look sexy and you believed them, looking at yourself differently you loved your new self.

the girls had picked out a dress you don’t even remember buying. a long-sleeve red dress that stopped just under you ass with red cross slits trailing down the side exposing some skin. you paired it with a classic set of black heels and a red bag to match.

the other two were also ready when you had finished getting dressed so you made sure you had everything you needed and sasha drove you to the club blasting music all the way there.

you got into the flub with no problem all of you being over the required age and the three of you went to get drinks to start your night off, weaving your way through the bustling crowd and over to the bar where you all order your first round of drinks keeping you tab open just in case you want to get more.

you and mikasa take a few more shots sasha only having a few being your designated driver for the night not that she really needed any as she would be asked to have just as much fun either way. after you finished your drinks the three of you moved over into the dancing crowd losing yourselves to the music.

you swung your body to the beat of the music sasha in front and mikasa behind you, your as shaking with every sway of your hips. you could tell that many men wanted to join you but you could see both of the girls pushing the away as they know about your lingering feelings for eren.

the song changes and you recognise it as ‘mad at me by sexxy red’ realising that you know the lyrics and you start singing it along with the others in the room, knowing it lyric for lyric shaking your ass to the beat people around you dancing to the music.

when the next line come on you shout it out like there's no tomorrow “fuck me like you mad at me baby, I need a freak to drive me crazy!” and you sing the rest of the song with the same passion until it finishes and you’re out of breath.

the next song plays and you feel all the energy you had from before now depleted and decide to go pay for your last drink of the night leaving sasha and mikasa on the dance floor.

it didn’t take long for you to reach the bar and pay but on your way back to the girls some one stopped you trying to pull you for a dance. but you quickly pushed them away not in the mood walking to your friends even faster.

you get to the girls in record speed in no time though all the remaining energy you had no completed, the girls notice this and decide it’s time for you all to go home.

you drip mikasa home first knowing she has to go to bed for work in the morning. and then sahsa takes you back to your house with you dozing off on the way back. you didn’t even realise that you had faleen asleep until you felt sasha gently shake you awake.

thanking her for the ride home you wish her a safe journey back walking up to your front door, stumbling on the short walk due to the alcohol still flowing in your system. checking the time to see that it was almost past midnight and you know that your son should have gone to bed ages ago feeling bad that you couldn’t tell him goodnight.

when you walk in it takes a while for your eyes to adjust to the light which you were sure you turned off when you left, squinting only to see a figure sitting on the couch. you take off your heels setting them to the side and look up to see the figure still there.

once your eyes get accustomed to the light you realise that’s it’s eren sitting there who has been sitting there staring up at you since you walked in, and you think maybe you’re just hallucinating from the alcohol in your system but upon further inspection you realise that he’s actually there.

“eren? what are you doing here? where’s my baby?”

for a second he doesn’t say anything and just eyes you up but then he speaks up.

“c’mere here baby”

the space between you brows crease at the pet name but you move towards him nonetheless, coming to stand up in from of him looking down at him.

“I dropped him off at my mums place, don’t worry about him for now”

he gently pulls you down to straddle you making your dress ride up a little bit, leaving the two of you face to face. you don’t instantly question his actions but your face conveys your confusion, but instead of saying anything he just sits there rubbing slowly up and down your thighs spread over him.

“what’s going on, is something wrong?”

but instead of answering your question he laughs and pulls out his phone swiping though as if looking for something.

“how about you tell me what this is about first”

you’re confused at first but then once the video starts playing your eyes widen in shock. it’s a video of you in the club singing to “mad at me” shouting the lyrics to the song.

“wanna explain this to me”

he’s still smiling as he says it and you know there's no way to get out of this. there's no possible excuse he would believe after seeing that, which brings up the question of where he got it from.

“who took this video and how do you have it”

he turns off his phone slipping it back into his joggers the action causing you to shift in too of him, your hands coming to rest on his shoulders as to not fall off him.

“it was posted online and someone sent it to me, and don't try change the subject. what’s this about you wanting to fuck. if you wanted some dick all you had to do was say so princess. you know i never say no to you baby”

in truth it had been a while since you were active, though it was mainly because of your lack of time due to taking care of you son as well as working.

part of it had to do with the fact that no dock would be able to compare to eren's. the way he would fuck you was to good for you to ever try it with anyone else.

you had kind of missed this intimate part of your relationship, you knew eren wasn’t the type of guy to sleep around and you are sure if he did you would have found out by now and you didn’t want to seem to desperate by asking him about his life without you as you respected his privacy as he did yours.

“why you silent for pretty, aint got nothing to say or did you really mean what you said. what was it again, you wanted me to fuck you like I was mad at you cause I can do that baby if it’s what you want, do you want that?”

as you contemplate your answer you notice his hands don’t stop but smile drops a serious look falls over his face. he probably knows that your drunk and no os giving you a way out of this.

knowing him if you said no he would step back and act as if it didn’t happen. the thing is that you do want this to happen, maybe it’s the alcohol or the fact that you’re just really pent up and horny but you don’t see a reason to decline his offer.

you nod your head to agree but he doesn’t seem satisfied with that hands stopping to grip at your thighs squeezing them lightly.

“no princess, I need words. you say yes we continue. say no and I’ll take you to bed and go back home, answer me properly”

knowing this is your last chance to back out you appreciate his efforts in order to confirm your consent and it just gives you even more reason to say yes, knowing that he’s being respectful even though he couldn’t have done what he wanted knowing you have no way of defending yourself in this state.

“yes eren, I want this. I want you. fuck me please, i need you“

you hardly have time to register what’s happening before he’s lifting you up and making his way to your old shared bedroom. you wrap you legs around his firm torso and cling onto him tighter, even though you know that there no way he will drop you.

“only since you asked me so nicely, I’ll give you what you need don’t worry baby”

the two of you reach the bed room in record speed and eren gently sets you down on the edge of the bed kneeling down in front of you both of his hands still on the side of your thighs looking up at you with a mischievous grin.

his mouth latches onto you barely clothed sex sucking on your clit in a way that has you gasping out in ecstasy. it’s no lie to say that eren knows every inch of your body inside and out. he knows all the things that make you squirm and scream. where to touch and lick as well as h to e spots indie you that make your arch into his touch.

he moves on from sucking on your clit like a mad man thirsting for water and moves down to you dripping whole, sinking his tongue into your tight heat that hadn’t had any attention for a while. not that there weren’t a few visits from your bullet vibrator it just couldn’t make you cum the way you did when eren would fuck you.

“fuck, she really missed me didn’t she ma?”

the way he’s talking to your pussy has you rolling your eyes, but they then roll for a different reason as he adds one finger teasing his way inside of you alongside his hot tongue. “oh fuck, ‘ren don’t stop please” your hand reaches for his head gripping his hair causing it to fall loose as you pull his face further into your cunt.

both his tongue and fingers pistoling into you at a harsh pace so he not surprised when you end up cumming into his mouth as he starts to suck on your clit. he doesn’t stop scissoring his fingers inside you until you stop cumming and your moans die out, though your legs still tremble slightly due to the force of your orgasm.

“we aint done yet princess, you said you wanted to be fucked right and that’s what you’ll get. flip over”

you may be a bit drunk but that doesn’t stop you from turning over at the speed of light making you a bit lightheaded but you do regret it as you miss when eren pulls of his top and steps out his trousers and boxers, kneeling back behind you slapping his cock against your ass cheeks.

“you ready for me baby?”

he watches as you nod your head eagerly and lines his cock up with your pussy sliding in with predicted ease, filling out all the way to the hilt. both of you let out moans of pleasure “fuck- I missed you” you’re not sure if he’s talking to you or your pussy but you’re to full and stretched out to care. it would be an understatement to say that you also missed the fill of his cock. it was more like the longer you were apart the more you craved to feel him.

he was feeling sympathetic knowing that it had been a while since you had fuck him, or anyone for that matter, but when you start to rock back into him letting out small mewls of pleasure he decides not to hold back. “such a desperate whore, you cant wait to fuck yourself on my cock huh?” his words are accompanied by a hard slap to your ass causing your movements to stagger with a loud moan of “f-fuck, you’re taking too long”

he lets you move as you please for a few more moments before growing impatient and gripping your waist slamming his hips into yours. “d-daddy- fuckk!” you cant see it but you can hear the smirk as he says “you like it when daddy fucks you like this don’t you?” as he sends another harsh thrust you way, rocking the bed with the force of his thrust.

he continues with his timely thrust with the occasional slap to your ass, oscillating between that or squeezing it in both hands and playing with the fat. he can feel the way you clam down on him when he does that, knowing your body inside and out plays well in is favour, not so much in yours.

he spares no energy with is thrusts as he knows you like it when he's rough with you, fucking you into the soft sheets wit vigour, deep strokes hitting your cervix every time, the tip brushing against your sweet spot on every quick roll of his hips.

he's not surprised when he begins to hear your familiar slurred pleas of " daddy please. 's too much. slow down" to which he does the opposite and uses one and to steady your waist and the other one to hold your neck keeping your back arced "remember, you asked for this princess," your unable to move, sheets bunched up in your hands, hips held high by him, face pressed into the bed.

"made it loud and clear waat you wanted and now im giving it to you"

the slick sounds of sex circulate the room, your nonsensical moans bouncing off the walls in the room along with his skin slapping against yours as he hammers is cock into your dripping pussy. "since you asked for it m sure you can take it like a good girl cant you? noting you havent done before"

you can feel is cock start to pulse inside you and you know that he's close , and you're on the verge of release, with the way eren's pounding into you you doubt you'll be able to last much longer as well as the fact that its been ages since your last fuck, which was eren.

"next time you want something, just fucking ask"

the last three words of his sentence are each punctuated with a harsh trust, sending you over the edge as you begin to squirt all over is cock and onto the sheets below you. he can feel the way your pussy spasms around is cock as he fucks you through your orgasm, slowing down to ease you through it.

"that's it cum on daddy's cock, its all fucking yours baby, nobody can have me but you"

its only a couple more languid trusts until he's spilling is hot seed inside you with a groan of your name on his lips, hips stuttering as his grip tightens enough in a way you're sure will leave marks in the morning, body doubling over your trembling frame while he locks his hips with yours, emptying is tick load deep into your pussy.

only wen he's sure that there's no more does e finally pull out of your near limp body and gently rolls you over onto your back. peppering kisses down your torso till he settles between your legs were he begins to suck the cum out of you, causing your legs to clam around is head.

"nononono- fuck. i cant, s too much no more."

he's relentless not stopping even as your and tug at his air, pushing is tongue deep into your pussy and licking your mixed juices out of you. "just one more baby, i know you can give it to me" he's not wrong as only a second after he presses his thumb to your clit, you're cumming for the third time that evening shaking in is hold.

after tat e makes sure to clean you out as best as he can, dressing you into comfortable clothes. after cleaning himself he carries you to the guest bedroom and tucks you in deciding to leave until you reach out to him pulling him back.

he ends up wit is arms wrapped around you and your head tucked underneath is, drifting into a deep sleep. you're sure that in the morning the two of you will have a lot of things to talk about.

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 - 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐍

[thyln4gf]

505

✞ Once again, Im back with the short little blurbs! This time, theyre rather cute and adorable, and are about some of my favourite drivers, a song assigned for each. (I have synesthesia).

✞ Word count - 2,8k

✞ Drivers included - Lando Norris, Oscar Piastri, Max Verstappen, Daniel Ricciardo, Logan Sargeant, Charles Leclerc, Carlos Sainz, Lewis Hamilton, Sebastian Vettel, Jenson Button.

✞ (P.S. - lemme know if you dont see any of your favs. Im more than happy to write something <3)

Lando Yeswins - 505, arctic monkeys

"No!" Your shriek rings out through the air of the somewhat empty room, quickly followed by both of your giggles, as Lando has launched himself into you, picking you up. The man has missed you so, so much. He didnt even think it was possible. Hed spend his free time with looking at pictures of you, wishing that he could feel that skin against his, and... smell it, really. Now, that he has finally gotten the chance...

Your back makes contact with the couch, Lando still clinging to you tightly, and just plopping on top of you. He buries his face into your chest, drawing a deep breath to take in your scent... But you smelled like... him??

"Baby... have you been living in my clothes?" He asks, amusement laced into his tone. His face was still buried right where his favourite place was, though.

Silence from your end. One awkward chuckle later, you burst into another fit of giggles, followed by the heat that rose to your cheeks. You werent so sure if it was the man making you blush, or him being a damn human radiator doing the trick. Either way, you didnt mind - the golden retriever goofball of a man was excited to close the distance between you two again. A little too excited, even.

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Oscar Leclerc Piastri - teenage dream, katy perry

Him. You. Both of you. A lot of people have called you the dream team, and you have seen a lot of jealous tweets. Posts about your relationship in general - people seemed to be suckers for the childhood friends to lovers trope. So much that you could barely keep track of them anymore.

You have incorporated scrolling through the socials, and hunting for cute memes to annoy him, straight into your routine. His dms from you were filled with various kinds of those, mostly a spectrum of cat memes. Yes, a spectrum. You seemed to be unhinged enough to even ask for fun time alone through those. And, to be honest? They always worked on him. Always.

This time, it was no different - you were curled up on the couch, Oscar laying his head on your stomach, trying to nap. You could be seen scrolling, and... yep. Looking for some memes.

You find something else, though, your heart melting at the sight. You cant even hold the 'awwww' in, as much as you wanted to...

"Huh?" Oscar croaks out, rising from his slumber. All he heard was you making some sort of noise, and he instantly realized that he was about to get a phone right up his face. However... he slowly looks up and sees you... crying?

He doesnt say anything, but scoots up slightly instead, his face landing right by your neck. He looks at the little screen... Only to see a picture of two small children, both in race suits, both giggling on a makeshift podium. He quickly comes to the realisation that hes looking at both of you, at one of your first karting competitions together. And its all it takes to make a tear roll down his cheek as well. A happy tear. Hes quick to start kissing yours away, not even hesitating. Your skin tingled at the gentle contact, and you softly chuckle. Thats exactly what he wanted to achieve. A laugh out of those pretty lips of yours.

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Max Verstappen - im yours sped up, isabel larosa

As tough as this man looked out there, in the face of the cameras... he turned into a whiny puddle whenever he was wrapped in your arms. Something about you made him melt each and every time, making him feel safer than ever. Is that because you usually used rather masculine fragrances and smelled like a dad that he never really had? Maybe, maybe...

He was getting his daily dose of cuddles in. This time it was more of a comfort than it has ever been - he didnt do good, and didnt even finish the race. He felt awful.

"Are you going to leave me now?" You suddenly hear a muffled voice, coming from a certain mans face, currently getting buried into your chest.

"Pardon?" You respond, a confused chuckle following the single-word sentence. He wasnt insecure... as far as you knew.

"I said what i said, Liefje... now answer." the man groans, almost making you chuckle again - he was awfully adorable at the moment.

"No, baby, im yours. For life. Have you forgotten?" your voice reminds him, as you slip one of your hands away from his waist, wiggling the fingers not too far from his eyes. He feels you pulling your hand away, the action making him look up slightly, eyebrows furrowed in confusion. That quickly melts away as he sees the engagement ring on your finger, one that he proposed to you with a few days ago.

"Right... i still havent gotten used to that. Sorry, mijn mooie vrouw." He responds, a small, tired smile slipping onto his lips, and you cant help but give him a small peck. You might be a master at making this man blush, but he had the exact same effect on you as well.

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Daniel Ricciardo - Iris, the goo goo dolls

Evenings spent with him on the porch were your all time favourite, easily - especially if it included watching the sunset. In that case, you had two incredibly gorgeous views to rest your eyes upon. And he definitely knew you were staring at him, instead of the pretty orange colours dancing across the sky - he just pretended not to see.

You two were cuddling on the beach chair - your body in his lap, your back to his chest. Hes currently zoned out just a little, honestly. He has adopted the habit of adoring the pretty clouds from you, and pointing out all the interesting shapes. This time, though, you were quicker than him, and an excited 'ooohhh!' coming from your mouth lets him know exactly that.

"Look! That one looks like a honey badger!" you excitedly blurt out, trying to point at the shape with your finger. He follows, and quickly sees what you wanted to show him. The cloud, indeed, is honey badger shaped. You earn a hearty chuckle and one of his grins that you loved oh so much. Yes, those grins.

His arms tighten around your waist, his lips not being able to resist from leaving a trail of kisses on the back of your neck, eventually landing on the back of your head. And you didnt need much more from him - you knew that it was his way of thanking you. By making you feel all warm and giddy inside.

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Logan Sargeant - american teenager, ethel cain

Spring has just started rolling around, leaving you to deal with your allergies. Its not like it was something new, or something serious, but it annoyed you nonetheless.

You two had a date that you were looking forward to all week, but suddenly, you felt like you couldnt live two minutes without having to blow your nose. Great. Logan noticed your mood immediately, so he had offered to watch a movie at home instead. You didnt resist much - you wanted to spend some time with your man, after all.

After cuddling up to him on the couch... You silently thanked for the ridiculous misery of your fate - feeling his body right by yours felt way better than spending time outside. Hearing him quietly breathe by you left you almost ecstatic, the warm air brushing by somewhere on your body, and as of the current case, your hair. Speaking of hair - he liked planting those little kisses to the crown of your head whenever you had your back to him. Almost just as much as looking at your backside.

These little moments reminded you just how far you two have come - it sometimes still felt like you were a pair of awkward teenagers, trying desperately to get over yourself to talk to each other. You still tease him about it, honestly - watching the popular guy at the school blush and giggle was the favourite sight of many.

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Charles Leclerc - k., cigarettes after sex

"Chéri, look! Thats cute, no?" You heard Charles come into the kitchen, cooing at something on his phone. You didnt have the time to turn around and look at him, honestly. So he was forced to come up right behind you to wrap his arms around your waist, his palm softly brushing by your stomach while in the process. You couldnt help but wonder...

1...

2...

Yep, here it is. A gentle kiss to the corner of your jaw. You cant help but chuckle as his lips make contact with your skin, pleasure shooting down your spine almost immediately. He usually stops at one, but he seems to be in a playful mood today - because he doesnt, and continues to trace a line, almost connecting the dots on all your little moles and freckles.

"What is it?" You ask him with a chuckle, trying to distract him. However, you just dont get an answer. Just a phone getting shoved almost right into your face. The video that he wanted to show unpauses, and a scene of a cute puppy running around could be seen. Your heart instantly melts.

Charles seems to notice, because he already looks like a kid on christmas morning.

"Can we... adopt him? I even have a name!" He blurts out excitedly, making you chuckle again. You knew of his passion for dogs... so one wouldnt hurt, right?

You didnt even get to reply before he launched himself into a rant about why getting a dog right now would be a great idea. You just knew that you were going to spend like an hour, just listening to him talk. But you didnt mind - you enjoyed the sound of his voice, and watching the way he speaks with his hands whenever hes excited. It was truly an awfully adorable sight to witness every time.

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Carlos Sainz - good luck, babe!, chappell roan

He had a small ritual of hugging you before his races - he fully, firmly, and truly believed that hes not going to achieve any good results if he doesnt. And, look - it was true, so far. The win in Singapore? In his head, it was all because you initiated a hug that day. His arms had lingered on you for a little longer than they should have been for you two being just friends, but its not like you two minded, at all. You actually craved him and his touch. You craved to feel those hands around you, and to hear his voice murmuring something into your ear. You wanted, no, needed to feel the scent and the warmth of him being so close.

So you never really protested against his idea. In all honesty, it was the most desperate move that someone has ever tried to hit on you with. The most adorable one as well.

If you thought that you were going crazy from him invading every single nook and cranny of your mind... You should have taken a look into his. You and him both knew of the rumours floating around the internet, and all the fans almost straight up telling you two to just make out already. And that has almost happened, and multiple times - one of you always ended up awkwardly pulling away, though. Having him as a friend felt good, but you were sure that having him as a lover would feel like heaven.

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Lewis Hamilton - older, isabel larosa

"Thank you, love." His voice floats through the air of his drivers room, effortlessly reaching your ears, making you blush. Just a little. You had passed him his water bottle - his hands were far too busy with your hips, caressing and squeezing them with great care. His legs were spread a little, you positioned in between them. Yet, it still didnt seem like it was close enough for him - he kept trying to pull you closer, almost desperately tugging on the material of your jeans. A hand of his was now occupied with the water bottle, so he finds that as an opportunity to wrap the other around you fully, bringing you closer, once again. You almost fall over, but you catch yourself with a hand on the wall right besides his head. Helping Lewis train sometimes did help, huh?

"Hey there, easy! I couldve fallen right on top of you!" You had mentioned out loud in mock annoyance, trying hard to keep a chuckle at bay. It was hard to do so, though, because you could see a grin appearing on his lips. No, onto his whole face - the entirety of it would light up whenever he smiled or laughed, melting your heart each and every time.

"Do you prefer to be under me then?" He murmurs as a tease, leaning in to give you a chaste kiss on your neck. He knew that it was one of your ticklish spots - so he had adopted the habit of placing the gentlest kisses of them all right there. They never failed to make you feel flustered and giggly, making sure to spread a blush all over your face. Lewis was just secretly happy that you never seemed to notice his own blush, just like right now.

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Sebastian Vettel - too sweet, hozier

You were sat at your desk in your home office, working late. Again. All sorts of papers were scattered all around you, a pretty decent amount crumpled up and thrown aside as well. At first, youd aim for the trashcan, getting all giddy whenever youd make a shot. But the more time passed, the more you didnt care. You found yourself thinking of the fact that your husband wouldnt be really pleased at your current decision, and you being grateful that hes currently away for a few days. And you just happily continue focusing on your work.

You had focused a little too much, perhaps. Because you didnt hear Sebastian returning home, didnt notice him opening your office door either. You only did that when he spoke up, startling you a decent amount.

"Brought you coffee, schatz." He said, quietly walking to appear by your side, placing the mug down. You smiled at him in appreciation, tilting your head up to look at him. Right as you do so, you get surprised with a forehead kiss. You cant fight the smile that wanted to appear onto your lips, going back to your work. You fully expect Sebastian to protest, to go ahead and try to pull you away from the work. But what does he do instead? He lets his hands meet with your tense shoulders, and gets to gently massaging them, slowly kneading out the knots. No words said. A quiet hum escapes your throat. You two didnt need any words to communicate, really. He understood you on a deeper level, just like you understood him. Isnt it sweet?

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Jenson Button - one of the girls, the weeknd

"Twirl around again?" Jenson requests, making a spinning motion in the air with two of his fingers. You had decided to make him watch your fashion show after the shopping spree of today, just like you usually did. Every time. You thought hed be a little annoyed at you for forcing him to sit down on the couch, basically pushing him backwards right onto it. It was far, far from it - hed even encourage you to go shopping sometimes. 'Honey, its our anniversary next Saturday. Dont you want a new dress?', 'Go get something new, we're going out tomorrow', and 'i think you need to refresh your wardrobe' were phrases that you heard pretty often. And not for the reasons youd think - this man just truly and genuinely enjoyed seeing you smile, and the enthusiasm that would possess your whole being when it came to showing him. You liked to call him a simp, but in his books, that was just being reasonable.

You gladly fulfill his request with a giggle, spinning around to let the skirt of the dress flow around. This one had a great score on both of the 'spinny' and 'shiny' scales, which he learned from you pretty fast. However, he sees you suddenly stop. The surprise on his face is almost as big as yours. However, you quickly gasp and start giggling again, shoving your hands into... some pockets?

"It has pockets!" You excitedly blurt out, turning both of the pockets inside out to show him. That earns a chuckle out of him. You play around with the pockets some more, and start spinning again. As much as Jenson adored your silliness, sometimes. Hed worry about you bumping into things... and it would happen pretty often. But he was always there to baby you, placing gentle kisses around the spot you had just hurt yourself.

[slasherslave44]

Our love will never grow old.

Summary: you and rocket have been together for four years now. He decides to spend sometime with you after almost dying.

warning: cussing , some drinking , spelling errors , fluff , Non-canon

Pairing: Rocket x GN!reader

You were doing some chores around your house. You know like cleaning , organizing , staring at a wall. You decided to do some work after. You were helping rocket with plans for the schools and such for the kids. The kids look up to you as a mother. They even call you mother in their language. You loved those kids dearly and they loved you.

You start some 2000s music since that was your shit. You laid the plans out and a note book , poured a glass of scotch and got to work. A hour later the song Umbrella by Rihanna comes on and somehow you began to think about how you and rocket met. You both met in prison, you got in for stealing some crystals to power a weapon you had made. You never knew how rocket got in he never told you.

You two ended up as cell mates and boy did you guys argue at first. Well more of he yelled and pissed him off more because you kept calm , you never yelled back and you just made snarky comment the whole time just to piss him off more. You were use to this because you apart of the avengers for sometime and became like daughter to Tony, so much so he adopted you because why not. After a while you were laying on the top bunk one night and just started talking to rocket. You told him you knew he came from the High Evolutionary and that you went there to. You were a study to them, they found out you couldnt die . They wanted to see how many thing you could survive and boy was it alot. You knew Lylla as soon as she was made. You had comforted her that night and made her feel better. You were only six at the time. Now you had told Lylla that she should pick a name and I gave her a couple names. She had picked Lylla and you always thought it was a gorgeous name. You eventually got tooken away once they found out how dangerous you actually were.

SInce then you and rocket became good friends and evetually became apart of the guardians. You guys didnt get together until you guys got kidnapped by the ravengers. You knew them to after being one of them for 4 years. It was after you left terran after being an avenger for 10 years. Yondu was like your space dad and quill was like your big brother. You and rocket have been through a roller coaster of emotions since then.

Suddenly avril lavgine came on and you began to think of when you almost lost rocket. You were so scared. You wouldnt leave his side until you all had to go save rockets life. You had stayed with him when quill and nebula went to go to the High Evolutionarys headquarters on counter earth. When you almost lost him your whole being changed in a second. It made you realise how much rocket has impacted your life.

You were pulled from your thoughts when your door opened. You turned to see your loving racoon. You smiled at him. " Hi love, what are you doing here so early? you normally come at night." He smiled alittle sighing. "Can a guy not take break erey once in a while?" You just playfully rolled your eyes and continue to work on the plans. " whatever you say."

He looked at you for a min and you could feel his eyes burning into the back of your head. You turn back to look at him, making direct eye contact. " Rocket are you ok ? youre acting alittle weird." He sighed " ya im alright, just alittle out a it , I did just almost die a few weeks ago." You hummed not believing him. You didnt like to push too much knowing he will get mad. But you felt like prodding so you did. " Fair but I know thats not it. Now come on rocket you can tell me. I wont make fun of you I swear."

He sighed dropping his head alittle. He knows better than to try and ignore you when youre like this. " I just mmss you mk." You stared at him. "you what?" He sighed " I jus' missed you mk" you smiled at him. " aww rocket I missed you too" you could see his lips curl alittle.

Its not often rocket is like this. You decided to enjoy this moment. You got up and walked over to him. He didnt move which was a good sign. You kissed the top of his head and hugged him. You prepared for him to try and back away but he didnt. Instead he leaned into your touch and nuzzled his head into your neck. You smiled as you held him closer. You backed away and put your hands on his face. He nuzzled his head into your hand. You giggled alittle at his action. After a while of this he closed the space between you with a kiss, in which you happily returned.

"I love you y/n." he said gazing into your eyes. You smiled even more" I love you too rocket." You both went and laid on the couch holding eachother until you both fell asleep.

It wasnt often that these moments happen but when they do , its glorious.

[l0calalien-blog]

Stucky

I have to write this somewhere because i rewatched first avenger with my girlfriend last night and i had a thought (one of many) about steve and bucky!

first, i want to say that they are in love with each other. soulmates. i love them. they are my boys. my boyfriends. my everything.

HOWEVER, I believe that bucky is more in love with steve than steve is bucky. hear me out on this one.

1920s-30s ~ back then it was obviously illegal to be gay and would have been seen as something of the 'devils work' and we know that steve is religous as he makes comments on it in the avengers film, this would also make sense for the times. so i believe that steve was probably ignoring his feelings for bucky or telling himself that his feelings were platonic. i think steve also probably didnt believe that he was good enough for anyone, let alone bucky, which could be a reasoning for his blatent uninterest in women bucky tries to set him up with. while i think bucky also had the same feelings when it came to the religous parts of homobophia back then, i believe he had more confidence and felt safe with steve to tell him his feelings were more than platonic. i think bucky told him his feelings and steve softly rejected him saying that "it was wrong but he too loved him".

1940s ~ we learn in shehulk that steve did, infact, loose his virginity to a 'girl' in the early 40s, but steve also says in the first avenger that he never really had time for girls and had never really spoke to one before peggy. this could, could, indicate that bukcy and steve did have a secret relastionship and steve just told everyone that it was a girl??? i think at the point where steves post serium and has now been shown that peggy is clearly into him his whole heart belongs to her (as it would me too). i believe steve is too deep in love with peggy to even notice that bucky (still) has feelings for him, which we can see that bucky is from the way he looks at steve and peggy in first avenger after they return back to camp and also later in the bar. i think bucky the retaliates in fake stright with trying to flirt with peggy, being petty that shes getting all of steves attention.

2010s ~ at this point steves mourned buckys loss and has had time to get through the pain, but he would have also seen that the progression with gay rights had come along way since the 1940s and that it was a lot more acceptable. so when he sees bucky again in winter solidier his whole world shifts- his best friend is alive, peggys out the question, buckys evil, buckys beautiful (all things he must have been thinking at the time...)- after bucky and steve fight in winter solider and bucky saves steve shows steve that their love is still there even if its buried. then by civil war steves had time to process his feelings and realise hes in love with bucky and has been all along that he goes AGAINST THE GOVERNMENT and HIS CLOSE FRIENDS because they dont like his boyfriend. nearly beating tony to death because he tried to hurt bucky. even though now steve has had time to think about his feelings bucky is now heavily traumatised and needs time to process the past 70 years, he woudlnt have much time to think about his feelings for steve. while hes in wakanda and hes healed from hydras brainwashing he can MAYBE start thinking about steve but then the next time they see each other they are going into another war, in which bucky then dies leaving steve alone with the guilt of not being able to save everyone and love of his life.

2020s ~ once they get everyone back and steve and bucky are together again they are thrown into ANOTHER war so they still dont have time to talk. then they probably only get a few days or just hours to talk before steve goes back in time for peggy- because even after all of that steves had YEARS, i mean YEARS, without bucky and never really knowing how he feels about him steve probably healed (as much as he could) so his heart stayed focused on peggy because he always knew how she felt about him and him her. it was safe. comforting. and steves been through so much he just wanted something normal so thats why he went back for peggy, leaving bucky in the modern world alone. bucky clearly knew what steve was going to do with the stones from the small nod and smile he gave him, it seemed more like a goodbye than sams did, showing that bucky was letting steve go, giving him his concent to go.

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so what im saying is. marvel fucked my favourite gays over and they deserved more time together.

[cottoncloud0]

man of medan review thingy *SPOILERS*

i literally just finished mam of medan today after starting it in the morning and i do have to say that i kinda agree with people when they say this game is underwhelming

(can i just say that this is my personal opinion, i am in no way shape or form a game reviewer this is just for fun)

PROLOGUE

firstly, lets talk about the prologue. i actually liked the prologue it was paced well (and we saw joe aka the soldier with the same face model as jason but thats unrelated), the tutorials were actually fun and it set the 'mystery of the ship' up well.

ACT 1

although, i do have to say that i liked act one for the most part but it just drags for SO LONG. theres 5 whole chapters of all the characters talking to each other and 'getting to know' each other with only 1 of those chapters having any important relation to the later game and the other 4 being filler. and can i just add that obviously julia and conrad are brother and sister and alex and brad are brothers and fliss is the only new person. so i dont really think 5 chapters should have been used on introduction because NEARLY EVERY CHARACTER HAS SOMEONE THEY ALREADY KNOW. and before people start saying "but brad and julia have never met before!" or "but conrad only knew julia at the start of the game!" i know that but julia literally said that alex has told her loads about brad, so im sure not much of an introduction is needed and conrad was focused on fliss in all of the chapters so that solves the issue of them not knowing everyone because at least fliss had someone to talk to.

i think that there should have been a maximum 3 chapters spent on introduction and the other four left in act one should have been spent on introducing the pirates and the threat they bring. however i did enjoy that not all characters got along at first and you could really take different routes with everyone and establish relationships that will have an effect later in the game.

ACT 2

i do have to say that i enjoyed act two a lot, its probably my favourite act in the game. but my god it is long. theres 11 chapters in total (counting echo and finding friends as 1 chapter as they are interchangeable) and they arent memorable at all, at least not the beginning anyway. i felt like they were trying to establish two threats at once, the pirates and obviously the ss ourang medan. but it just didnt really work, there were too many things being introduced at once because the pirates werent properly introduced in act 1. which caused the beginning of act 2 to just feel way too busy.

on a more positive note, the later chapters i really enjoyed. i think its because the pirates took a step back from being a threat and the game really started to focus on the ship itself and the mystery around it. i really liked that they decided to sprinkle in the characters hallucinating and that the player could really have a chance to figure it out and put all the clues together. i think out of all the chapters in the game glamour girl and echo are my favourites just because of the really cool gameplay and suspense, especially in echo i LOVED that they added a time loop in the game. it just made it feel a lot more creepy and mysterious.

ACT 3

boring asf. the pacing in this game is so weird in every act, the first two felt like they went on forever and were way too long but act 3 felt like literally nothing happened. and thats because BASICALLY NOTHING HAPPENED. the only things i can really recall is the group using the radio, the junior bit (way too many opportunities to die can i just add) and the alex segment, which some people dont even get to play.

i didnt even realise that the first two chapters were different because literally nothing seperates them from each other. this is a theme in act 3, all of the chapters feel like a blur and mushed together and it just feels really short and kind of boring to play.

THE END

i dont really know how to feel about the ending because there are so many of them (7 in total). so im just going to talk about the one i got (the entire group escaped on the duke of milan and julia didnt die).

this ending just feels so blah and empty, like the characters just escape and everythings fine now no repercussions at all! naur. absolutely not. thats so incredibly wrong and not what would have happened. at least one of them (probably conrad lmao) would have gone on the news or smth and told people what happened because why wouldnt you?

i just really wish we got an actual conclusion, like how everyones lives are going, what they are doing now, if theyre still affected by what happened and how. this honestly goes for all supermassive games, I WANT TO KNOW HOW THE CHARCTERS ARE AFTER. this might just be me saying this because i want to see more salim and jason but thats beside the point lol.

finally i just want to say that the creatures being hallucinations was sucha BORING ENDING. the whole game you are trying to escape these creatures and they just end up not being real??? pussy ending if you ask me.

i do have to say that i find it really cool that a choice you make at the start of the game (julia surfacing too quick in Dive and her drinking the beer in Ghost Story) can have such an impact in the end (if she did the previous things she will die of decompression sickness/ the bends in the ending.

RANDOM SHIT

i think in my playthrough i found around 26-28 secrets, 4 black pictures, 3-4 white pictures and i didnt get the gold picture. this might just be my horrific looking skills but also i think its because the secrets in this game are so hard to find??? plus, sometimes going into a certain room, picking something up or taking too much time can result in the next chapter to automatically happen. i think this feature is so shit and unbelievably tedious to put in the game. i remember at least two instances where ive seen secrets and pictures that i want to go pick up but was not able to because i walked into a room or i picked something up (fliss in the ballroom hallucination and brad a julia trying to find the generator (it was brad and julia for me)).

i much prefer in house of ashes it shows that if you pick this thing up or go into the next room you cant go back, and all the secrets in house of ashes arent impossible to find.

CONCLUSION

man of medan isnt a bad game, i enjoyed playing it and personally i thought it was scarier than house of ashes, but the pacing, ending and exploring mechanics just made it kind of annoying to play at some instances.

EXTRA

CHARACTER RANKING

Fliss (love her, exasperated queen)

Conrad (funny man, again glamour girl is so good)

Julia (laid-back, has some flaws which is essential, used to be my number 1)

Brad (nerdy little brother whos scared of everything and wears glasses trope, but was pushed to 4 because of echo)

Alex (nothing really going on about him, was kinda rude to brad at the start)

honestly alex and brad are interchangable

RATING

4/10 / 2 1/2 stars

if you have read this far thank you for listening to me yap for 1,247 words, love you <333

[fruit-salad-ship]

Monster Rome AU

I woke up to an overwhelming amount of ideas from y'all, and i love it.

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I think i really like the minotaur grey idea, i keep mulling over other options for him and it just doesnt suit as well, gives me Ferdinand vibes, a mean looking huge monster of a creature, who just wants to sit under a tree and feel the breeze and get pets and love. Also then we can branch into the whole 'someone goes to slay him' story, Grey tries not to fight, cant help it to survive and ends up becoming feared when hes actually very docile, rince and repeat story line.

This is where plum comes in, I 1000% cant see her as anything other than a full blown godess, her energy, her demeanour, everything about her point to a deity. She is kind and calm and finds humans fun little things to intervene with, perhaps a little mischevious, somewhat of a trickster but never with harmful things, more just little pranks. She sees Grey is lonely and sad, and feels for the creature, perhaps she made him, perhaps she knows who did, and they didnt accoutn for his gentle heart. But she does. She sees he's stuck in a loop of vioence and needs to be freed, but she cant do it, she's got to send a champion to meddle.

Enter demigod peach, a very tired, very well trained fighter, who simply wishes for the same thing, peace and quiet. I'd like to think years of fighting and a slow aging process make her wise but worn out, totally burnt to the very end of her wick from fighting endless battles, perhaps even other gods messed with her to make her a champion to battle things she never wanted to fight. Almost a puppet in some game, she doesnt have any control of her choices, and its made her very jittery and uncertain in social settings, kind of a massive nervous introvert, despite her skill level.

She's been crushing on plum for ages, but thats a literal god, and Peach is just some little fragment of one, not even someone who'd catch her attentions. She gives up that attempt to win a shred of plum's attention without even starting, its destined to fail, shes a tired, worn out scarred and nervous person with nothing to offer, she knows that Plum's out of hr league, so much so she's not even playing the same sport. But when the goddess she looks so fondly towards asks her for a favour, to go and free the minotaur trapped away, she does it for once with a bit more enthusiasm, Plum asked kindly, she wasnt pushy or bossy like the others, and that gentle touch was enough to make Peach (dare she say it) eager to help. At first theres a mix up, peach thinks "freed" meant kill, thats what shes known for, its why they ask her to perform such dangerous tasks so often, but she see's Grey sat somewhere quiet making something, he's intelligent, and kind, and curious, so she doesnt take out her sword. Grey's instinct after many years of being targeted is to lash out, but Peach doesnt retaliate, and he slowly realises this one is different. They become fast friends, he shows her all the things hes made in his isolation, he's actualy rather inventive, with a fine eye for craft.

The pair start to fight together, he swears his sword to her, and she's...a little taken back by this but fine, if he's sworn to help her he can leave his current location and prison, he's technically freed if her orders are to live and enjoy more. Besides, she too has travelled and worked alone for many years, maybe some company would be nice, especially company that likes the same stuff as she does. She finds he likes a good scratch on the neck, and doesn tmind her putting little briads in his hair. They have a petience for anything nature based, sitting and watching birds, or making cool carvings from wood, finding interesting rocks or spotting a deer out in the forests. It's like they were cut from the same cloth. Peach never got on with humans, and the gods were out of reach or if they did pay attention to her it was never for good reasons, always taking from her, and she only ever recieved trauma in return or a new scar, or a new level of fear and exhaustion. Other demigods like her often came off arrogant or entitled, they had more favour with the gods more often than not so they felt better than her. She never found her people, but maybe her person was a monster? A very kind one.

We also get to have some low key fun with a little monster fucking going on there. because why not, for the spicy side of this all. both of them are total outcasts, covered in battle damage, who find common ground in the soft touches and gentle moments. Things neither have much experince with.

plum becomes very fond of this little demigod whos done as shes asked and then some, how Peach had gone unseen for so long is a question she'll ask the other gods sometime, she cant even find out which god is her relative, its been redacted, no one will speak of her, as if Peach is taboo, and everything she came from is too. Perhaps she's some secret disgrace, or maybe an heir to something far bigger than she ever could have imagined. For a demigod she shows incredible strength and resilience, things that have killed others like her almost slide off her back. Whatever she is, wherever she came from, shes less human than others would like to say, and her lowley status despite this means theres certainly a secret to be found there, someones not telling the truth here. Plum would 100% dig for more on this strange little demigod, and start asking questions about her that get her called up by far more important gods who tell her to stop sniffing around, that Peach is a child of a disgraced match, nothing more, they do not speak of her. Plum doesnt believe it, shes too strong, holds no power amongst her own despite that, she should be high ranking, well renown, in a better position, and yet. Bottom of the pile, essentially thrown away. Plums got to know the truth.

Perhaps its a child of prophecy situation, but Peach is clueless, she just gets orders, and her and Grey go off to do the jobs. Plum gives them as much protection as she can, and at every point possible, spends time with them, theyre sweet and compelling, and she can sense Peach is totally nervous around her, its very sweet for someone so big and tough. Grey loves this god, he finds out she was the one that got him out, and becomes a big soft puppy of a monster with her, brings her little trinkets, makes her stuff, shares his stories which plum loves, all the while peach is quiet, more so than normal, polite and kind but very stoic, her personlaity reverts to how she behaves with all the other gods, theyre above her, she retreats in on herself, doesnt make eye contact, doesnt argue, doesnt express opinions, just shuts up and behaves. Plums nice but shes still a god, and peach has been subject to their wrath a few times too many to push her luck here. Shes simply happy that nothings gone wrong, and that Plums not quick to anger, her old crush on this woman gets shoved down and she just plays the part handed to her. Just some lowley half human who has no place to even look her way, that she gets to sit with someone so special is in itself a gift.

Grey doesnt seem to have the same fear peach does, nor the reserved behaviour, in fact he picks up when plum is around, gets excited and jolly, this is a kind lady and he likes her attention, wishes his dear friend would feel the same. Notices Peach just shuts down a lot, never brings it up, just tries to include her when this happens, not that it usually works.

Plum would get frustrtaed at her champions quiet behaviour, she's seen her without that mask on, when shes less tightly wound, and its so much nicer. she'd out right ask why she does that, peach dancing around the truth that she gets nervious around someone so pretty. Greys defo worked it out, hes not the best at social, but hes got a good eye for Peach now, teases her for it a lot.

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this setup defo feels like it can retain that tired sad beaten down peach energy original Rome AU had, which i LOVED, shes always so emotionally durable, so like, i like to make her weaker, and more unnrved and unsettled, she'd not understand recieving affections, or kind gestures, or anythign other than orders.

i may toy with this a bit more if i get five!

Thank you everyone for the great ideas and notes and messages, its helped me feel like i can dip my toe back into this kind of an AU without being pooped on for it.

[notthestarwar]

gold teeth and a taste for this town sounds fascinating O.O

ahhhh ok so I kind of love this. it's entirely self indulgent and I had a great time writing the first 3000 words and then realised that i'd set myself up with a mammoth task if I were ever going to manage to explain the backstory enough so that anyone but me understood what the hell was happening.

so the story is set in this kind of small dead-end, americana esque town. one day a stranger rolls in to town and wanders in to the restaurant Fox works in. And it's like he's wandered in to the wrong story, he's walked straight out of a space opera and now he's sitting in front of Fox, like thats a thing that happens. never left this small town and thinks he probably never will: fox.

and then! maul has the cheek to start quizzing Fox, and acting like Fox is out of place. As far as Maul is concerned, he's landed on some dead end planet, walked in to an even deader town, and found a clone. Maybe the last clone. And this clone, is acting like he belongs here, like he has no idea who Maul is, like he's never known war, like he's never known anything but this place.

it's so bizzare that it shakes maul out of his usual, stab first, ask questions later attitude. he arrived on this planet a bit lost, there isnt really anything left for him. his ex master took over the galaxy, and he didnt need maul to do it. maul has tried his hand at leadership, at crime. but whats the point. but then. he stumbled upon this mystery, and against all reason it just, compells him.

so maul asks some more questions and it becomes apparent that fox woke up here with no memory, assumed he belonged, and everyone in this town felt so fucking awful for him (they're out of the way but news of the war reached them. news of the clones seemingly fizzling out after the empire, supposedly all gone). they just... didnt correct his assumption. and based on like. books he's read and the gossip he hears from the locals about each other, fox has just pieced together that he's this small town boy, who's never left. of course it doesnt QUITE feel right, fox shouldnt believe it, but he wants to.

he's a clever man and he can see the way the townspeople look at him, he sees them treating him gently and he thinks, he knows, that something really bad must have led to him losing his memory. of course he assumes its something bad of the level that might happen in a town like this. he lost his family? were they murdered? was it an illness? whatever it is, nobody speaks of them (because they were never in this town!!!) so it must have been bad.

and maul just keeps following him round trying to unravel this mystery and the companionship ends up doing something to him. maybe its a mixture of the hopelessness and boredom that brought him to this place, as well as the companionship. but either way, maul begins to connect with fox, even though fox hasnt the slightest clue who he is, and through this, Maul slowly begins to deal with his own shit. through fox, he can see what palpatine did to people. through fox, he can see it wasnt right, that fox didnt deserve it. and that eventually will lead to him realising that the same thing might apply to him as well.

and a maul without that first wound (once it begins to heal), wouldnt really be the maul we know from canon. where is his motivation to keep killing, to keep everyone away? he's still maul about it. he's still a dick and he's sharp and mean. but he isnt on a rampage anymore.

and thats the story. its a small town, slow story about two men who never really felt like they needed friends, becoming friends. its about these 2 victims of palpatine, finding solace in each other because they both went through the same thing, even though one of them has no idea. its a weird one, but I love it. i'll probably never post it tbh cause its kind of confusing i guess? but its like my ugly child lol i still love it.

its still in first draft format as i never intended to share it, but heres some of it.

thank you for asking!

[themediummultiverseau]

Will papyrus ever be included in the storyline, maybe sans opening up to him about it, or he gets suspicious about sans's behavior and corners him or something?

Aaaand are there any prominent side characters that we'll see?

Papyrus notices that his brother has been leaving the house more, and at first, hes overjoyed! Sans was finally leaving the house! But, he realised after a while, that he always dodged the question as to where he was going. (Sans, being the secretive little fuck that he is, refuses to tell anyone about the ghosts.) Worried, Papyrus follows him one day, only to find him walking al the way to the park. And then he just stops, and starts talking to air.

Papyrus is CONCERNED (tm,) and goes back home to wait for Sans to come home. It takes him HOURS to come back, (he visits everyone he can,) and, when confronted, he once again try to avoid the questions.

Papyrus says he followed him, saw him talking to air, and was considering getting him professional help, his depression had been bad before, and if he was starting to see things now as well...

Sans is forced to tell the truth.

And he does. For the next few hours they sit and talk about the ghosts. Papyrus want to believe him, really, he does! But he cant help but still be worried, so says takes his phone out and googles "Nightmare - Prince" and shows him the results. He then goes through the lot of them, showing death reports, news articles, anything that appears really, and Papyrus finally believes him.

From then on, he insists Sans takes something for them every time he visits, and often makes them food to give (more often that not, its spaghetti,) and asks how they're doing. Sometimes, they go and Sans acts as a medium, for them, so Papyrus and the ghosts can talk directly.

Killer and Dream especially take a liking to him, while Dust is pretty scared of him (he looks way to much like his won brother its actually scary,) and always ask how he is when Sans comes without him.

Side characters.. It depends what you mean by that.

Every Sans you could ever want can exist here, they just might not haunt the town,

(i got lazy when drawing here, so its just a messy sketch but yk)

(Red - shot, epic - shrapnel, Fresh - car crash, Outer - fell)

Alternatively, most of the ghosts had family members, most of them had a Papyrus look alike, (Papyrus isn't reincarnated here, but every Sans deserves a Papyrus, even fate believes it so)

(Nim (Dream and Nightmares mother, Queen), Phantom (Dusts brother,) Horror had lots of siblings, ect...)

Buuut, while many of the original Undertale cast have been spread out throughout the years, Toriel, Chara and Frisk are all based in the present time.

Toriel, after the death of her son, adopts two kids, twins, who were considered "difficult" children, (really there were disabled, but why would they care about that, - Chara has some mental issues, and Frist is mute and has sight problems.) They're lovely kids , and they visit quite regularly, typically with their mother. Sans was named their Godfather (Papyrus was considered, but he told them Sans was a better choice, ) because Toriel knew he'd love them.

Sans and Toriel met at a comedy gig, both preforming on the same day, and became friends instantly over their shared love of stupid puns. (They're not together, this universe has no canonical relationships, everyting's platonic here, but ships are totally allowed and welcome if you wanted lol.)

Holy moly, that was a lot of work lmao, would you believe it, i dont think ive ever actually drawn Papyrus before? I have no idea why, just havent, ill have to do more so in the future cus hes fun.

Ive also never tried to draw anyone from the angle Sans is at in the first drawing, think it looks fine as long as you ignore the feet lol.

No, i didnt get lazy drawing the ghost in the first, it was a stylistic choice! /j /sarcasm, also, Hi, im Whisp, i hate backgrounds!)

Please excuse me attempt at drawing a wimple for Nim and the tricorned hat for Phantom, they're very difficult!

All of Horrors siblings there don't have names, they were just designed on the spot really, so if anyone has and names for them, ill take them on board!

But hope it all looks okay, this is all full of firsts lol. Have a lovely day everyone! :)

[onlyplatonicirl]

helloeth dear author headcANON here, my phone blew up for several hours and i wasnt able to get on tumblr :((( but now i can and now i will proceed to yell into your askbox. today we are making up shit about everyone's favourite cat, molly <33 i love her shes so silly

a calico is not a breed but rather a coat descriptor, a calico is a cat of any breed who displays an even coverage of three different colours, which is why i like to imagine that shes a calico norweigan forest cat, mostly because those cats are known to be absolutely bloody massive and according to the height chart (yes headcANON is old, old) molly is 7'4, plus they are very soft and fluffy

to me she literally looks like spottedleaf from warrior cats, just fluffier

this also makes me hc that if she were to be a human, she would be norweigan/slavic

she has heterochromia, one green eye and one blue eye and she used to be a bit self conscious about it but as soon as she hit her twenties like with most insecurities she just stopped caring

molly always had an interest in science, particularly in living sciences such as biology, ecology, zoology, and also monster-ology? bestiology? the study of monsters, i like to imagine this was spurred on from her childhood, i can see her coming from a family where her mum or dad was very sickly maybe with an incurable disease and so she wanted to set out and cure it, so she absolutely jumped at the opportunity to work for the council - to bad it wasnt everything she'd hoped it would be

perhaps molly may also be genetically prone to developing this disease later on in life, which would just make her want to research it even more

i also think she'd come from a working class family, she had to start working from quite a young age and throughout her time at college and uni

she is hard of hearing! because i am too, and shes one of my favourite characters :))

i think collars are a sort of fashion piece for cat monsters (dog monsters too), molly wears one, it was given to her by her mum, its a small green collar with a golden bell on it

her handwriting is really elegant, but most of the time she has to write quite quick so it turns into doctor-scratch

she was really good friends with life, i think theyd have tea together in life's garden

paints her claws :) probably pink or blue, takes real good care of em

she never really thought she would have kids, mostly because she doesnt like men lol, but she was open to adoption and has always been quite motherly and caring since she grew up the oldest out of her siblings

when she was unofficially tasked with looking after error, this side of her really came out, and she didnt quite know how to feel about it, she shouldnt be so nice to someone to like error, hes hurt people and if he wasnt so heavily drugged up, he could kill her too, but she didnt think he was like that, she saw the good in him, she listened to him babble on about the goings on inside of his dreams, and they would have short, disjointed conversations where she would ask him what was important to him, who he loved, his favourite food - she saw the side of him no one believed existed

she had nightmares for several nights leading up to the date of error's execution, worried that something would go wrong, worried that nothing would go wrong, worried that she'd be haunted by him knowing that this wasnt right

she used to have a big crush on sf!undyne, that attraction quickly died when she realised just how cruel she could be

on mollys breaks, she goes and writes haikus, it calms her down :)

did catnip once, never again

- headcANON

OOOOOOHHHHHHH YEAHHHHB THESE ARE FANTASTIC!! I feel like an angel just descended from the heavens and handed me this wonderful gift. These are so real and fit her character so well uWAHHHH.

Also she canonically is a lesbian!! I decided that a while ago. She gives me fem x fem vibes.

ANON I WOULD LIKE TO LET YOU KNOW, (and anyone else who may be reading this) LOOK FORWARD TO MORE MOLLY LORE SOON!!!!! HER STORY IS NOT OVER.

[essiekuko]

the pieces of jennifer's body

i told them, it was all a ruse to get them closer to me so i can learn their secrets. i'd know their secrets to be able to have something to use against them in the future if they were to cross me....like they would ever cross me, right? literally immature and petty behaviour coming from year 9 me. and the year after i was so desperate for close friendships ha. anyway, yeah. did i finish explaining the beef between harold and jewel? probably not. okay, so with harold and jewel, i told harold what jewel said abt him (that she thinks he's using our friend group for popularity) and he wanted to take it to the counsellor's. like omfg. what is everyone's obsession with taking shit to the counsellor's. anyway, we took it to the counsellor's and i was being so fake and shit. harold and i met up with the counsellor beforehand, and she sent me to go fetch jewel from class. i went to go get jewel from class to come to our meeting, and i didn't answer any of her questions the whole time we walked there. so jewel and harold talked it out, and i thinkkkk jewel they did work things out but they obviously still have their suspicions about each other. so that was beef...! little miss world wanted to be the drama starter so bad, she just went about ruining friendships and lives and what not just to cause some drama for her own entertainment. at least thats what she told herself, she just wanted to feel powerful is all. like that one scene where regina george finishes spreading the burn book pages all across school, and she stands amidst the chaos with her arms crossed and a smug little smile on her face, i used to idolise that scene heavy and attempted to recreate that feeling, the power and control i could have over others. in year 8, the start of being miss world until her untimely demise in year 9 (courtesy of lockdown), i broke up a couple by being the middle girl once again. i hear both parties gossiping about one another, and then as the messenger and supposed 'peace bringer' cause i'm on good terms with both parties, i have the uppermost hand and im able to manipulate the situation however i want it to go. one of my best friends, leila, was dating yasin. she asked him out first, but later on in their relationship yasin told me that he felt pressured to accept her love confession, and was pretty much desperate for a new relationship after his previous failed one, so he accepted her love confession and began dating leila even without the love, just for the image of them two being together. and there's thing funny thing little about love. theres all kinds of love, and the love yasin had for leila was like the love a singer would have for their fans. the singer only loves the fans because they love the singer, its like a narcissistic thing. i told leila, and i was coming from a good place yk, i love leila and shes a dear friend, i didnt want to just stand idly by while i knew their relationship was built on one-sided love, and that yasin just wants to be admired by her. they broke it off, and i guess i was to blame??? for good reason....rightttt??? idk, maybe i shouldnt have said anything. i got them to talk it over at least. like, so they dont end things off on a sour note. the next year the girls and i (older girl friend group) were discussing love and crushes and shit, and i found it hard to relate, so i took the discussion as an opportunity to further fuel my little miss world title, looking ruthless and cutthroat and what not. i lied to my girls that i broke up leila and yasin because i secretly liked yasin and was jealous of leila's relationship with him. yeah. i said that. those words exited my mouth. see this is why i look back at my younger years with such annoyance. anyway, i've made my peace with all though. i don't regret many things in life, and i try not to have regrets, because i believe everything u do in life all contributes to ur overall growth as a person. i just realised the aliases i came up with for yasin and leila sound just like yasu and reira from nana. and they were like a toxic little couple as well…!!

[gins-potter]

in s6 icr which ep but voight asked adam how he & hailey caught a case together & figured they are dating & told them to fill out the proper paper work. but then in 8x03 when burzek caught the case of mack’s family being killed how come he never asked either of them “how did u catch this case together? are u together? bc if so u need to fill out the proper paperwork” i just find it odd he even had the “are u guys together” convo w hailey when upstead started dating. but he never had it w burzek. even when they started living together & he knew they lived together he never asked either of them “what is this? what are u doing?” etc. u can argue its nohb  & thats true. however upzek & upstead dating werent his business either so why he ask about that? is he for some reason concerned the most about hailey’s personal & dating life the way he was w erin? & the rest of his unit’s personal & dating life doesnt matter as much to him? like i say its v weird upzek caught a case together & that made him think “u all must be together. fill out the paperwork” he didnt think they could just be friends 😂burzek not only caught a case twice early in the morning in s8, then they adopt a child together, live together” and not once he bring up the “are u dating” convo w them? what did he think? they must just be very good friends 😂  

i do wonder now that they are officially back together do they have to inform voight and fill out the paperwork? or has voight assumed they have been together this whole time and doesnt care about paperwork anymore?

you realise burzek were literally engaged right...?

[woncherie]

anon: Saw you were taking requests. May I request a little something for My Hero Academia? Maybe something with Aizawa having a crush on a fellow teacher, and Present Mic teasing him a bit about it? Thank you very much!

Reader: Gender Neutral

Requests are open!!

Aizawa having a crush on a teacher

Listen. Aizawa may come off as cold and apathetic, but that doesnt mean he doesnt have a heart. he has a big one, he just doesnt want to give it away easily.

Aizawa is not one to fall for someone the second he sees them. It takes him a lot of time, especially in noticing that he actually is interested in someone. He needs to know what kind of person they are before even thinking about starting a relationship with anyone.

But how is he supposed to not fall for you? The first time his heart skipped a beat was when he saw how caring you are towards your students, trying your best to encourage them and getting the best out of them. You seem like you genuinely enjoy teaching the kids, and he cant help but smile a little, hiding half of his face in his scarf.

He probably didnt even realise he liked you, it was Present Mic who caught him looking at you a few seconds longer than usually.

listen. No one else would have been able to tell that he m i g h t like someone, no one other than Mic Sensei. They know each other for ages now, and Hitachi notices every single change in Aizawa after spending so much time together.

Of course he has to bully him about his crush. What friend would he be if he didnt?

"And?" Hitachi asks him, bumping Aizawa in the stomach with his elbow when you walked past them, sending both men a smile and then continuing with your day.

"And what?" He asks, his hands deep in his pocket, face hiding in his scarf and looking as fatigue as usual.

"Stop acting as if you dont know what i'm talking about."

Aizawa rolled his eyes and huffed, knowing exactly what he means. He just doesnt want to talk about it, nor does he want Present Mic to interfere. If he knew that he liked you, it wouldnt take long for you to know too.

"Oh Come on, are you ever gonna invite them somewhere after school? Do you want to spend the rest of your life alone in here without even trying once? Did you try talking to th-?"

"Yes." He cut him off, trying to keep this conversation as short as possible.

You two talked a lot, especially since you are working as a teacher, taking care of class 1C. Well.. "talking".

He would be deep in his thoughts, thinking about what to say without scaring you off. And he is incredibly bad at keeping a conversation going between the two of you, killing it midway because he doesnt know what to say. He is just not skilled with words.

"Want me to be your wingman?"

"NO."

☆☆☆

[w0ncherie]

Saw you were taking requests. May I request a little something for My Hero Academia? Maybe something with Aizawa having a crush on a fellow teacher, and Present Mic teasing him a bit about it? Thank you very much!

I hope you like it!! Im not a skilled author, so id love some feedback. <3

Reader: Gender Neutral

Requests are open!!

Aizawa having a crush on a teacher

Listen. Aizawa may come off as cold and apathetic, but that doesnt mean he doesnt have a heart. he has a big one, he just doesnt want to give it away easily.

Aizawa is not one to fall for someone the second he sees them. It takes him a lot of time, especially in noticing that he actually is interested in someone. He needs to know what kind of person they are before even thinking about starting a relationship with anyone.

But how is he supposed to not fall for you? The first time his heart skipped a beat was when he saw how caring you are towards your students, trying your best to encourage them and getting the best out of them. You seem like you genuinly enjoy teaching the kids, and he cant help but smile a little, hiding half of his face in his scarf.

He probably didnt even realise he liked you, it was Present Mic who caught him looking at you a few seconds longer than usually.

listen. No one else would have been able to tell that he m i g h t like someone, no one other than Mic Sensei. They know each other for ages now, and Hitachi notices every single change in Aizawa after spending so much time together.

Of course he has to bully him about his crush. What friend would he be if he didnt?

"And?" Hitachi asks him, bumping Aizawa in the stomach with his elbow when you walked past them, sending both men a smile and then continuing with your day.

"And what?" He asks, his hands deep in his pocket, face hiding in his scarf and looking as fatigue as usual.

"Stop acting as if you dont know what i'm talking about."

Aizawa rolled his eyes and huffed, knowing exactly what he means. He just doesnt want to talk about it, nor does he want Present Mic to interfere. If he knew that he liked you, it wouldnt take long for you to know too.

"Oh Come on, are you ever gonna invite them somewhere after school? Do you want to spend the rest of your life alone in here without even trying once? Did you try talking to th-?"

"Yes." He cut him off, trying to keep this conversation as short as possible.

You two talked a lot, especially since you are working as a teacher, taking care of class 1C. Well.. "talking".

He would be deep in his thoughts, thinking about what to say without scaring you off. And he is incredibly bad at keeping a conversation going between the two of you, killing it midway because he doesnt know what to say. He is just not skilled with words.

"Want me to be your wingman?"

"NO."

☆

[kaito-is-baby]

First Date

Sasuke x Reader

Plot: pretty self explanatory, readers first date with Sasuke after the movie The last

You woke up with a note on your desk, whoever had placed it there entered your bedroom while you were asleep and you being an experienced strong ninja and knowing the nature of your boyfriend already knew whose letter this was

"You and I have a date at 8 on the bridge. Sasuke"

You knew damn well the bridge he was refering to even though he didnt mention it, too many things had happened on that bridge to not know it was your place

Your relationship was... uncommon nontheless, you two loved each other with a bond many would never understand, you were tied to each other by your feelings but yet, you couldn't recall a single time you two had been on dates

Of course you do things together but they are never dates, they are things to do with the one you love

Without flowers, little details or shy goodbyes

You didn't have dates, yet you had the best time when you were with each other

But you were not the only one who realised you'd never went on a date

Sasuke started to think about it after Naruto and Hinata got together, soon after their first date

Naruto did not shut up about the many cheesy details he had thought about and neither did he stop talking about how sweet Hinata was after the date was finally over

He knew you had talked with her about it too, you were quite happy for your friend and talked about them with Sasuke, you wanted to share uour joy, but then he realised you had never had a date before

You two have been dating for longer than naruto and hinata and yet he has never taken you out to a cute place and pampered you with attention

Truth is thats not his nature but you still deserve to experience that kind of love

He just doesn't know how to give it to you

Thats why Sakura hasn't talked to you in the past two weeks, she was too scared to spill the secret date she was helping sasuke prepare for you

He went to Ino's flower shop giving her headaches with his questions about what you usually bought and what would be your favourite ones, just for him to pick the ones he found prettiest at the end discarding Ino's bouquet. He asked Choji about the best resturants at Konoha and your teammates about your favourite places to go.

Just to find you in the most beautiful outfit you had ever wore, eyes shining at the moonlight and sweet smile that warmed his inside on your face

God did he love you

Only if he knew how to express it better

"We've never had a first date, this is it" he stated before you could kiss his lips "so lets do first date things like... not kissing, not pet names, not-"

"I think what you mean is breaking up and going out as friends" you laughed

"No! No..." he doubted "I want you to have what everyone else has had, the nervousness Naruto talked about and that thing about sweating when I touch your hand because you dont expect it"

"We've gone too far for that now plus I really want to kiss ya I've missed you"

"Please, Y/N, I never gave you a first date, I never gave you anything and you stood by my side even then, you deserve it, you deserve a normal life please let me show you what a first date with me would have been like" his eyes were enough to make you melt on his desires

He took you to the woods near the village entry and showed you the food he had been working on the whole day, he cooked the tastiest dinner youve ever had

In the most beautiful place behind the most beautiful stars

He gave you a flowers bouquet and bought icecreams for the both of you once you went back to the village

Later you two went to the uchiha distric and tlshared your childhood memories, making you melt seeing him so vulnerable talking about his trauma wjile scratching your back, bith looking at the stars and getting you flustered

Finally he left you on your door after a long walk holding each others hand with nervousness, maybe you did not have the sweaty hands nervousness Naruto talked about but he sure did

"This was the best first date to ever exist"

"You've been in others?" Sasuke grew nervious

"No" you chuckled "but I can tell nothing would have made me happier"

You went for his lips when he stopped you

"Then would you like to go out with me another time?"

"Nothing would make me happier"

He smiled softly

"Sleep thight Y/N" He kissed your forehead before leaving

He was going much slower with you now just to try and show you that he really loved you, he had loved you all this time and he was going to show it to you and everyone else now

[slutfortrent]

The medical love - mason mount.

HI GUYS,,, I APOLOGISE IN ADVANCE. THIS FIC IS SO LONG :O SO PLEASE IF U DONT LIKE DONT READ LOL! ALSO,, I DIDNT PROOF READ OR CHECK OVER SO IT IS VERY POORLY WRITTEN :( LET ME KNOW THOUGH WHAT YOU THINK PLEASE. also,,, major credits to @rashys my pretty girl, for helping me come up with the cutest idea. i hope ive written it okay <333333 also, singledad!fic and nurse!reader

“Come on sweet, we are going to be late!” 

For Mason, single parenting has been a mixture of a emotions. The sleepless nights had him tripping over the ball in training, the countless roars of tears had him wanting to pull his hair out and the arguments with a newly 6 year old had him questioning his mistakes. None the less, little Delilah Mount has changed the world for him, and he couldn’t thank her enough.

Mason had become a single father after his ex decided she could not take on the role of being a mother at such a young age. This left mason stranded and the up bringing of his daughter on his behalf. To begin, he found himself on the phone to his mother with his eyes shut and temples drawn together from stress, questioning how to fend for his screaming baby to when will this end? As the years have passed, he has adapted to being a father of his own little girl, trying his best to impress her in many ways. No doubt, Mason wouldn’t let anyone apply lipstick to his lips, or paint his nails. But to put a smile on his little ones face, he’d do it in a heartbeat. He’s still experiencing his journey through parent hood, trying to navigate his way past the obstacles. Guilt often played on his mind, worrying he hadn’t done enough for her or he had been too harsh, but he was always reassured by his family, friends and teammates that he was doing an amazing job, and they weren’t lying.

“Daddy, It’s your fault we are late.” Delilah rolls her eyes, as Mason closes his car door to open hers. “That’s a lie, you was the one who didn’t want to get out of bed this morning.” Mason replies, grabbing her football boots from the car floor and squeezing them onto her feet.

“You drive to slow. That’s why we are late.” The young girl argues back, pouting her lips as Mason brushes the toast crumbs that have fallen from her mouth onto her clothes. He unbuckles her seat belt and grabs her Chelsea football bag, insisted by Mason of course, and moves to the side for her to hobble out. Placing the bag on his shoulder, he locks his hands with Delilah, before running over to the pitch. 

“So sorry, we are late,” Mason breathes heavily, dropping Delilah’s bag over with the other children's. “Somebody didn’t want to get up this morning.”

“No worries, Mr Mount. We were only about to start. Del, can you find a buddy to work with?” Her coach replies, smiling down at the younger version of Mason. Whatever any of his children’s aspirations are, he will always place football as a priority. He’s extremely pleased with himself that he had managed to encourage Delilah to participate in weekly lessons, allowing him sometime to work on himself without the 6 year old running round his feet. He’s not too sure yet if she's a fan, either way he’s happy she’s started somewhere. Even if that means she is more of a watcher rather than a competitor. 

“Can daddy have a kiss?” Mason smiles, bending down to the little ones level. She reaches over, placing her arms round his neck, before smooching soft kisses over his face. “Bye, daddy.” She giggles, jumping up to go search for a partner. “Bye sweet.”

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Once Mason arrives at the training ground, grabbing his boots and essentials from his car. He makes his way into the building, fist pumping the staff he passes. As he walks to the men's changing room to place on his boots, he feels his phone vibrating in his pocket, his ringtone booming forcefully. 

Sliding his phone out his pocket, eyes puzzled at whom was calling him, it takes him a moment to work out the number, before realising the phone contact appeared to be Delilah’s football coach. His eyes widen before stopping in his tracks to answer the call. 

“Hello?” 

“Mr Mount, It’s Ben here, Delilah’s coach.” Her coach starts, pausing to take a breath. “Delilah’s taken a nasty tumble to the ground.”

“Is she okay?” Mason gasps, voice thick with nerves.

“Yes okay, just looks like she might need,” The coach breathes, “Medical attention.”

“Oh my,” Mason yelps, his words struggling to form. “I’ll be there in 5.”

“Thank you Mr Mount.” 

As the phone call ends, Mason quickly scatters out the training centre. Trying his best not to dodge into people. As he makes it to his car, his heart feels as though it may burst out his chest. His breathing fast and uneasy. Within no time he has made it his daughters football club, partly due to him speeding through the traffic lights. 

He sprints over to the field, nudging people out the way. His heart breaks at the sight in front of him, a wave of guilt rising in him. He wishes he had never taken her in the first place. He just want's to go back to that morning, the pair cuddled in bed reading a story. 

The sight in front of him causes tears to form in the corners of his eyes. Delilah was sprawled on her back, her chest heaving in pain from her foot. Her coach was placed by her side, reassuring her Mason would be coming in any minute. 

“Let him through, let him though.” The assistant coach calls, herding the small bodies out of the way. Mason lowly hears hushed whispers of little voices whispering in panic, wondering what was going to happen to their teammate. 

He drops himself by her side, grabbing hold of her hand and giving it a comforting squeeze. Tears are flowing down each side of her cheeks, and he raises his arm to softly wipe them away. Delilah, whom was staring up towards the overcast, fog-ridden sky, peers over to Mason, eyes settling on her comfort. 

“Del,” Mason hushes, hands brushing the hair that has fallen in her eyes out of her way. The little girl lets out a small, tight whimper of pain, teeth gnawing at her lip to try and halt the tears flowing in front of her friends. Her cheeks appeared a light rosy colour, the coldness from the breeze effecting her from the lack of body movement. 

Masons eyes travel down her body, looking for the part that was causing her such discomfort. He doesn’t want to look, fearing the worst. However his eyes catch onto her foot, noticing the bone poking out from her body abnormally. Thankfully, there was no blood, as that would of put them in an even worse situation. 

“Dada,” Delilah chokes, turning her head in Mason’s direction. “You're here.” 

“Yeah sweet, came here as soon as I heard.” He decided to leave asking what happened until he knew she was okay. Her health always came first in his eyes, his number one priority.

“Has anyone called an ambulance?” One of the coaches called out, shuffling around the pitch. 

“Daddy! I don’t want to go hospital,” Delilah whimpered, knowing to get to hospital you rode in an ambulance from Paw Patrol. “I want to go home,” 

“I know, I know.” Mason nods his head at the girl, “You are okay, bub. Doing so good.” He breathed out, still keeping a tight hold on her hand. Her head nestled in his lap, hands threading through her locks.

“It hurts,” She whines in pain, tears sliding down her cheeks for Mason to brush away. “It hurts really bad.”

“I know bub. Keep still okay. You are doing so so good.” He kisses her forehead, placing his hand on her cheek and rubbing circles in comfort. “Here, have daddy’s coat, keep you nice and toasty.” He shuffles out of his coat, placing it over her shaking ice cold body. “Better?”

“Nice and warm,” 

“Mason, here’s an Ice pack to place on her foot,” One of her coaches holds up the pack from his first aid bag, waving it in Masons direction. He thanks him in response, letting the man place the cooling sensation on her foot to numb the pain.

“Is that better Del?” She yelps when the cold comes in contact with her skin, “Ow!” She cries, trying to move the coldness off her foot, her cries edging to get worse. 

“Sorry sweet, here keep it on okay? It will help, I promise.” Mason nods again at the coach for him to replace the ice pack back onto her foot, her nails digging into his skin as a response. “Promise?”

Mason nods, “Anything else hurt baby? or just your foot?” He asked gently, wanting to get answers to let the paramedics know, as well as letting him try his best to ease her pain. 

“Just my foot, daddy.” She whimpers, “I cant.. feel..” She paused to let out a cry, “I can’t move my foot!” 

“It’s okay, sweet. It’s okay.” Mason coaxes, wrapping his coat round her body tighter, “Just stay really still for me.”

In the background, the whir of the ambulance’s sirens flood through the ground, flashing lights catching the attention of all. The paramedics flew out the vehicle, running over to meet the two in pain. They greet Mason and Delilah, explaining to the young girl what they were going to do. Once they have checked her over briefly, they gather her for the ambulance.

“Del, we are going to ride in the ambulance! Can you believe that big girl?” Mason tries his best to make the situation as calm for her as possible, coaxing her in reassurance. Once she is situated in the ambulance, the paramedics begin to give her some heavy pain relief, consequently causing her to fall asleep. Mason keeps a tight hold on her hand, brushing his thumb over her knuckles. He wishes he had someone else by his side to reassure him everything will be okay, but for now he will have to fight through this alone.

Once arriving at the hospital, they take Delilah for an X-ray to find out what the cause of her horrendous pain was. “It looks as though, she has badly fractured the ankle of her foot.” The on shift A & E doctor informed, he hold’s up the x-ray photo to show Mason, pointing to the parts of the foot to explain. The sight made Mason’s stomach roll, sickness beginning to burn up his throat.

“So, what now?” He pleads, his temples joining together. “For now, Mr Mount, we don’t need to perform any surgery. Given that she’s young and her body is still growing. We will set it, place a cast on it, administer her for a few days and then she will be good to go.” The doctor smiles, gathering his paper work together. “She will have a nurse who will be around 24/7, performing a mild sedative to relieve her pain, monitoring her progress and she will discuss pain management for when she is ready to be discharged.” 

Mason shakes his head in appreciation, thanking him and shaking his hand before he left the room. He looks over to sleeping angel beside him, her hair messily scattered over the pillows, body as still as a statue. Her chest was wheezy with small gasps for air, a sight no one would want to wish. 

Delilah arose from her sleep a few hours prior her X-ray, the sedation in the hospital ride knocking her out for days. Drowsily, she blinked at the ceiling, the pain medication flowing slowly though her I.V and into her veins. She began to gain some more colour back to her face, which made Mason smile knowing that she was beginning to become back to her normal crazy self. 

“Daddy..?” Delilah croaks, trying to pull herself up the bed. Mason swiftly turns to her side, pulling his chair closer to her bed. “Hi bub,” He reaches for her hand, giving it a tight soft squeeze. He leans to cup her cheek, running his thumb comfortingly over the redness. He presses a light kiss to her forehead, smiling at her drowsiness.

“I feel funny,” She starts, her voice echoing harshly. She nuzzles her cheek into her pillow, her eyes still appeared glossy in the light, a tinge of wetness forming on her eyelashes. Mason nods at her explanation, “It’s the medicine they gave you,” He smiles with widen eyes, a sleepy sigh falling from her lips.

There was a knock at the door, startling the pair to break conversation. They turned their heads into the direction of the noise, eyes following a small petite smiling woman, dressed in a blue pair of scrubs, glasses placed at the tips of her nose with her hair pulled in a low messy bun.

“Hello!” you whisper, settling your medical items placed on a tray in the corner, “I’m Nurse Y/N, it’s nice to meet you. I’m here to make you feel all better!” you smiled, waving at the pair cuddled. 

“I’m Mason, and this is..” He brushes Delilah’s wispy hairs out her eyes, nodding his head at her to speak. “Delilah,” She whispers sweetly, trying to nuzzle her head in Mason’s arm for protection. She was perceived as a shy child, unlike Mason. Often, when meeting strangers, she would hide her face behind Mason’s leg, staying as close to him as possible. In her defence, it had always been Mason and Delilah, so she’s not very familiar with speaking to people she wasn’t known to. He had never connected with anyone romantically, since his ex, finding it hard to bring up the topic of his child. 

“Wow, that’s a pretty name,” 

A smile forms on both of their faces, a little blush rising on Delilah’s cheeks. “Thank you,” She blinks, “My daddy and friends call me Del, or Lilah. You can to if you want.” You face falls in awe at her sweetness. 

You rummage around your medical box, looking for the correct sedative to give Delilah before she has her cast placed on. The substance you were looking for seeming to be placed incorrectly, not in your box, like you planned. “I just need to grab something, I wont be a moment.” 

As you stepped out the room, Mason pulled the sheets up to Delilah’s shoulders, tucking them by each of her sides. “Warm enough?” 

“Yes,” She looked up at Mason, her face frowning. “I want my Bun buns, I miss her.” She sighs, talking about her favourite teddy bear. The comfort had been gifted by Mason’s best friend, Declan Rice and his wife from when she was a baby. Since then, she had been glued to the thing, never wanting to put it down. Mason had to be tactical when it came to washing her bears, appropriately choosing nap time would be best. He even thinks she will still keep it in her arms when she’s 21, always having it by her side.

“I had a feeling you would,” Mason replied without hesitation, tucking a piece of her hair behind her ear. “Good thing I rang Uncle Lewis, and asked him to bring her!” He smiled, assuring the little girl. She replied with a small ‘Yay’ and a big smile, trying to celebrate in her circumstances. 

“Oh! do you think he can also bring, bluey? and duggee? What about Raffa?” Mason chuckles at her excitement, “Raffa? I didn’t think dogs could come into hospitals?” 

She’s quick to respond back, “They can! It happened in Paw Patrol!” She shouts excitedly, nodding her head. A knot forms between Masons eyebrows in confusion, “It did? Well I never,”

And before Delilah had the chance to tell her father more, You snuck back into the room, giggling to yourself at the little girls conversation. You begin to ready her sedative, walking round to the hanging bag on her I.V.

Noticing your actions, Delilah’s eyes shot open, and she latches her hand around Mason’s wrist quickly. “What’s that?” She squeals, in panic. “I don’t want it!” She turns to Mason, tears beginning to form on her waterline. 

“Hey, hey hey.. Sweet girl,” He soothes, bringing her face into his chest. “It’s just some medicine angel. Y/N, is going to make you feel better.” She sobs innocently against his t shirt, a wet stain forming below his neck. You smile sympathetically, this wasn’t unusual to you, being a paediatric nurse. You’d seen many of children freaking out over hospitalisations, and it was your role to help them feel safe and at home to the best of your abilities. 

“Sweetie, hey. Can you look at me?” She takes a small glance over at you. You kept the syringe behind your back, knowing that if she were to see, it would cause a new set of waterworks. You grab one of your special books for children, a picture book full of magical characters and bright scribbles. “Here, have a look at this for me?” You pass the book over to her and Mason, whom opens the surprise, giggling at one of the faces. 

Once she is distracted, you glance over at Mason and nod your head, holding the syringe in your left hand. You wait for his approval, before slowly pressing down on the plunger of the syringe, taking a step back. Within minutes, the little girl is passed out, resting against her father. 

-------------------------------------------After the sedation and procedure, Mason found himself sat inside the cafeteria, sipping a hot latte. His brother and parents had recently arrived to visit Delilah, bringing her all her toys and comforts she wanted. Along with a bag with some clothes for the pair. You notice the father, tapping his leg repeatedly on the ground, the nibble he had gnawing on his lip. You contemplate whether you should check up on him, see if he is feeling okay. Checking your watch, you notice you have your break within the next five minutes, and you was only writing up some paperwork. If you was in his position, you would want someone to see how you were feeling. So, you give in and decide to head over. 

“Hey, Mason?” You smile at him, apprehensive of forgetting his name. His head shots up, and in your direction. Smiling at your presence. 

“Hi, Y/N. Everything okay?” He questions, his brain instantly goes into panic mode, thinking you was coming over to inform him something bad about Delilah’s health. 

“Yeah, everything's good. Don’t panic,” You laugh, noticing his change in body language, his deep brown eyes closing in relief. “Are you okay? What are you doing down here. Alone may I add?” You decide to pull out the chair opposite him, sitting yourself down.

“Yeah, I'm okay thanks. My parents are with Del right now, they chucked me out the room to get a coffee,” You both laugh at his last sentence, chuckling at his family antics. You notice his hands beginning to shake, “Wow, that coffee must of been really strong, huh?” You nod your head at his hands, to which he holds them out to look in front of you, also noticing his hands violently shaking. 

“Yeah, definitely.” 

“Are you sure, you are okay? your leg seems to be jittering quite a lot.” You chime, pointing your hand towards his leg. He looks down at your pointing finger, halting his leg on demand. “Yeah, happens a lot. Probably something to do with the muscle,” 

“Well, if it’s that bad, I think ill have to tell the doc. Given that you have nearly tipped this table over,” You widen your eyes at him, your lips turning into a smirk, He rolls his eyes at your response, hands wrapping round his coffee.

“Okay, I'm not feeling great. To be honest,” He changes the subject, finally answering your question. You could tell from the tone of his voice, that he wasn’t okay. You didn’t want to interrogate him, considering that you had only just met him. However, you wanted him to be aware that you was there for him, and he could come to talk to you whenever.

“Do you want to talk about it? You prompt him, your soft tone creating a safe atmosphere. He looks down to the ground, nodding his head in reply.

“Sometimes, I feel as though. I’m too tough on Delilah,” He admits, shaking his head at himself, “I feel like, I pressure her to do things, that she doesn’t even want to do. Like, she hasn’t even mentioned to me that she has wanted to start football. I just thought, Daddy does football, maybe she will want to join in? Understand a bit better?” He rambles, a guilt feeling resting in his stomach. 

“Hey, what? None of that is true.” Your fingers move to hold his shaking hand in yours, you brush your thumb over his hand gently, trying to provoke some comfort. He gazes up at you, a wave of embarrassment flooding though him. “I am so sorry, for that. I shouldn't of even said any of that, we have never even met before and I am just being burden,” You immediately shake your head at his apology, smiling slightly at his words. 

“Shh shh, listen to me.” You objected, locking eye contact with him. “You are an amazing dad, okay. Don’t ever doubt yourself. What happened today wasn’t your fault, no one knew it was going to happen. She’s a child, Mason. All children have tumbles. So please, don’t beat yourself up about it.” Your heart shattered when he told you how he felt, all you wanted was to reassure him that he was a good dad, even if some things go wrong. 

He smiled at your words, feeling a sense of worth when you explained to him his qualities. The bitter feeling that was growing in his stomach, seemed to calm down after expressing how he felt, the pressures of trying to be the best dad for Delilah, seemed to have eased after hearing your speech.

“Thank you, Y/N. I really needed to hear that.” A soft smile edges onto his lips,  his brown hazel eyes begin to gain the twinkle that had been missing. For Mason, all he needed was someone by his side, letting him know that he was okay, doing the right thing. Hearing what you had to say, really made a difference to him. Interrupting his thoughts positively. 

“I’m glad,” You reply, eyes gazing to the clock in the distance, “Oh crap, I need to go, my breaks over. I’ll see you tomorrow. Keep your head held high for me. Will ya?” You shot him a smile, before gathering yourself and getting back to your shift. As you walk away, Mason grins to himself widely. His vulnerable state, now seeming to slide. 

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The next morning, Mason and Delilah were told that the young girl could be discharged and was eligible to return home. They pack her belongings up, placing all her stuffed animals in her massive England National Football Team rucksack, slightly influenced from Mason. The night prior, the little girl had designed a bright scribbly masterpiece for yourself, a way of saying thank you for helping her foot feel better. She’s still enthusiastic that you let her choose a pink cast, much to Masons disbelief. Him encouraging her to choose blue for Chelsea. She explained to Mason several times, that she wanted him to give Nurse Y/N the drawing, and she was adamant she wasn’t leaving this hospital until they did. After a few moments of negotiating between the two, they decided Mason would give you the drawing, given that Delilah was desperate for some ice cream. His parents and Lewis, took Delilah out the hospital to grab the girl the sweet treat she was craving, whilst Mason finished up checking they had grabbed everything.

Once Mason checked everything over, making sure the bed was stripped and all her rubbish was put away out of courtesy. He stepped out the room, closing the door behind him, before stumbling right in front of someone. 

“Y/N, I am so sorry,” He instantly apologises, bending down to pick up the loose paper sheets scattered around the floor. You smile at his sweetness, repeating his actions to sort out the mess. Once the both of standing up straight, you share a glance, before you initiate the first move.

“No worries, I wasn’t looking where I was going.” You mumble, pressing your glasses further up your nose, the paper sheets stuffed in your left hand. The pair of you stand awkwardly in front of each other, no one knowing what to say next.

Breaking the silence, you both start to speak. Being the gentleman Mason was, he offered for you to go first. Apologising for interrupting yourself. “I just wanted to make sure you were aware of the pain management for Delilah,” You spoke, a small smile forming on his face. “Yeah, I've got it.” 

The man standing in front of you was dressed in a creased tracksuit, hair messily styled as though he hadn't had the best’s nights sleep. His eyes were indulged with dark purple bags, another suggestion that he lacked rest and was extremely fatigue. But, the man standing in front of you, was still the most beautiful man you had ever seen, even if he looked slightly like hagrid. He was beautiful. 

A deep sigh escapes his lips, his hand reaching to tickle the back of his neck, a habit he’d gained when he was nervous. His eyes lock onto the ground, swaying the coloured picture between his fingers. “Delilah made this for you, she wanted you to have it,” He nervously chuckles, passing you over the creation. 

A smile immediately plasters over your face, your heart fluttering in adoration. “Wow, that’s really sweet. Tell her I said thank you please, oh by the way-”

“Do you want to go on a date?” He word vomits, eyes widening at his question. He instantly feels sick to his stomach, he doesn’t even know himself why he gets these nervous feelings around you. The pair of you only spoken a few times. He, doesn’t even get this nervous before matches, yet your ability from meters in front of him gives him the most fluttery belly.

Your cheeks begin to flush at his words, heat rising through your body. Your lost for words to begin, let alone he doesn’t even know if you are single. You give yourself a moment to catch your breath, process the words. Before clearing your throat, “I’d like that,” sending him a smile.

He’s never felt a wave of happiness like it, well the birth of Delilah and winning the champions league, but its a relief. He feels a though a weight has been lifted from his shoulders, the sick feeling now replaced with a fluttery bubbly stomach.

“You would?” He questions back, needing the reassurance and to make sure he wasn’t just telling himself you had said yes. “Of course,” You chuckle, 

“Okay cool,” He sighs in content, letting a deep breath release from the anticipation. “I’ll see you soon,” Mason sends you a nod and smile, before making his way back to his family. You aren’t sure if he was galloping in joy from your reply, or he was just speed walking. What ever it was, it made your heart burst from his cuteness.

“Take care,”

It’s a good thing Mason scribbled his number down on the back of Delilah’s drawing.