#or maybe im just being a drama queen

[fire-but-ashes-too]

can we just appreciate how great the word heartwrenched is?

it gives exactly the idea of a fucking house sitting on your heart, like you cant breathe by how much it hurt you, it makes the sound of being heartless not because youre angry, but becase its away for fixing and you dont know how long it will take to fix it back.

like theres a fist holding on it for dear life but in doing so your life is being squeezed out of it, and it hurts, it physically hurts because the other idiot running ourselves decided itd be a great idea to turn our emotional pain into physical pain; so all that grief, sadness, pain, anger and wahtever other emotion too big to describe not only messes up your brain, it messes up your whole body.

and maybe you cant process it all but its still there and it hurts.

i think heartwrenched is the final stage of sadness, of pain, of grief, of whatever emotion we labeled as "bad" but is actually just part of us and proves that we love something, because being heartwrenched proves that we love (or loved) something or someone so much that when that is no longer there, or its broken in some way, you feel the pain, and that pain is so strong that it reflects on our bodies, on our other emotions, on our life.

heartwrencehd is like getting a lung pulled away from you, and even if somehow youre still surviving youre not okay.

heartwrenched may be the longest fucking word to describe sadness and terribly easy to mess up writing, it may not be the happiest word ever, but i like it way better than happy.

heart-wrenching changes in heartwrenched even if the dictionaries dont have it in them.

heartwrenched is a beautiful word and i love it.

[toxooz]

I know the answer might be no but still!

Are you ever going to make or add your characters into character ai?

I think it'll be really cool to be able to talk to Ollie, or just talk to the whole gang!!

Also lots of love to your art and comic, I found this comic when I was at my lowest and it really helped me out when I was really sad in depressed! Thank you for making this comic and for doing all of this amazing work that you have put in to your characters and storyline!!!

look 🙏 i do see the possible appeal in that i aint gunna lie one bit and as the creator of these characters the idea of being able to seemingly talk to them sounds pretty cool! BUT i simply cant jump on the AI train to Any extent it just wouldn't sit right with me. I feel like it would unnerve me after a while plus the idea of my OCs being 'off' or having out of character dialogue that's out of my control kinda gives me the willies. It seems like one of those things that are simply too good to be true in a practical sense so any possibility of it happening just goes into uncanny valley like do i wish i could take my ocs out of my brain and talk to them HELL yes ( if i dont get killed first) but that should be an impossible thing to do unless im dreaming or hallucinating or some shit. It's like the AI images ie. i Could just type in a bunch of prompts and shit out like 30000 images of my ocs so that i could look at them but where would the yearning be after that??? The loving sculpting of them in my brain while im trying to capture their essence with my hands into a drawing??? One of the main reasons for my ocs to exist is so that its something for my brain to toy around with and wallow in like a cat in catnip, so the idea of being able to just 'lay everything out' so easily just ruins the whole ' i have mysterious little dudes in my head that i mold around everyday to try and figure them out' aspect if that makes any sense??? PLUS im pretty sure the chat ai basically takes paragraphs from writers so for me to be so abhorrently against ai images yet being on board with chat ai when its ~surprise~ stealing from real writers feels like the most hypocritical ass shit i could do sO long old head 'robots evil' rant short: its a no from me dawg

BUT THAT ASIDE im glad to hear u like wheel bitten!! That means so much to hear and may your life continue to improve and thrive!✨🌟

[james-spooky]

this is a test

[imeminemp3]

ive made this post before but it's so weird being a fan of queen the way i am cause they're world fucking famous but those are just... my four guys!! my buddies. my pals.

[roadtophantom]

LISTEN i thought im fine but the world tour has Always been a replica tour even if it's been trimmed down. I'm afraid I cannot accept any substitute. 😬😬😬😬😬😬😬😬😬😬 /old man shouts at cloud

[13eyond13]

Time to start reading The Queen of the Damned I GUESS

[serenarosa]

Back for approximately 2 hours to say I still feel fucking stupid even after 2+ weeks

[ohmy-gojo]

cuteness aggression moments (gojo, nanami) ෆ

gojo

— you were having a sleepover at his place

— which meant cuddling, binge watching digimon (forced), pillow fighting and baking sweets together

— satoru always has the upper hand in pillow fights (or literally any other fights but wtv) you were seriously losing so to make him distracted you suggested baking sweets (its the best distraction) to escape the ultimate teasing he would give you for losing. he lit up at the mention of sweets and off you were to bake

— ...which ended up in ANOTHER fight but this time instead of pillows it was flour😭

— after a long time the sweets were finally prepared, def not bc he kept trying to taste the unbaked dough

— so now youre in for another rewatch of digimon but this time with the sweets you both prepared!

— despite the hardships you had to go through for making those damned sweets, they tasted really good. which made you stuff them inside your mouth, cheeks puffed out

— satoru, invested in the tv reached out to the bowl to get another piece of sweet instead found nothing. he turned his head to you accusingly and ready to start another pillow fight saw your face looking like a chipmunk watching tv

— there goes his heart! reduced to a gooey mess

— why are you looking so adorable:( makes him want to eat you up

— and he did. he literally bit your cheek (softly)

— you SCREAMED (it didnt hurt at all) bc youre a drama queen like that. "OW OW OW WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!?!"

— "STOP BEING SO CUTE IF YOU DONT WANT ME TO BITE YOU THEN!!"

— you just threw a pillow at him.

— gojo is like "oh no she did NOT ಠ⁠ಗ⁠ಠ"

— cue another session of pillow fight-turned into cuddle time (another way to distract him)

— god bless his neighbors

nanami

— he was back home after a long day at work, very tired.

— he just wanted to see you, kiss you and cuddle you. and maybe sleep too

— you literally charge him up with your presence alone

— he entered you both's shared home with a 'honey im home'

— normally in this part you would go "welcome back ken!!!" and come up to him running and jump on him to hug him, with him catching you swiftly and twirling you around

— but today you were nowhere to be found. did you go to sleep already?

— he entered your bedroom to find you very much awake

— and wearing his iconic clothes. the suit, tie and glasses. the full shabang

— you were admiring yourself in the mirror (bc you looked hella cute) and saw his reflection in the mirror "ken!! when did you come? i didnt notice!"

— when you turned to him expecting an answer he wasnt replying. you had a feeling it was bc of the clothes so you sheepishly asked him how you looked bc as cute as you looked they were really baggy on you

— meanwhile nanami was going through a dilemma. should he pull your cheeks and scold you for looking so adorable, kiss you or hug you first

— he snapped out and did all the things mentioned above in order

— "my love, please stop being so adorable. its not good for my heart."

— clicked silly photos of you acting like him on your request. photos which are going to the special album dedicated to you that he looks at when hes at work

[adrienneleclerc]

hi! i loved Drive Thru Test and i was wondering if you'd actually write charles calling y/n his girlfriend and then her not wearing the ring. i think that would just be really funny and he'd be so cute whining. im not trying to rush you and I'd be happy to wait for the fic!

Hi! Yes, it would be very funny because i don’t think Charles realizes that he proposed to a Drama Queen. I don’t know if it turned out like you wanted it to but I really hope you like it!

Fiancé Girlfriend

Charles Leclerc x Hispanic/Latina! Reader

Summary: After a month of being engaged, Charles isn’t used to calling Y/N his fiancé, and accidentally calls her his girlfriend AGAIN. Y/N being true to her words, decides to stop wearing her ring.

Warning: the usual spelling and grammatical errors, VERY bad photoshop.

A/N: I am on my period and it SUCKS, i haven’t been able to get much sleep sadly and i really want chocolate and there’s no chocolate in my house 😩 also, if I were to ever give Charles and Y/N a dog in my fanfics, it will not be Leo since he is a Saint Mleux as well, not just a Leclerc

(His face when he realized he messed up)

Y/N was in the paddock at the Monaco Grand Prix, she had to be there for Charles’s home race. She was happy she did, Charles got P1, Max P2, and Lando P3. Charles kissed her when he got out of the car, she saw his podium ceremony, literally the best GP she’s been to, nothing could mess up her mood. She was in the hospitality snacking on whatever they were offering her while watching the post race interview on the TV and something happened.

“So Charles, we saw you kissing Y/N after your big Home Race win, how long have you guys been together?” The interviewer asked.

“Yes, my girlfriend and I have been together for 5 years.” Charles said and his eyes widened. Max and Lando were also looking at him like ‘ooh, she’s gonna kill you’ “Wait, no, that’s not what I meant..” Charles started but the interviewer ignored him and started asking Max and Lando questions.

Y/N was in shock, how dare Charles call we his girlfriend on live television. So Y/N did what any normal person would do, she took off her ring and placed it securely in the inside pocket of her purse.

Charles in the other hand was panicking after the interview.

“Okay, try not to panic.” Lando said.

“That ship has sailed, Lando. I’m panicking, I’m fucking panicking!” Charles was paving around the room.

“There’s probably a good chance she didn’t see the post race interview.” Lando said.

“And if she did? I already called her my girlfriend once, you know what she said she would do if I do it again? Take off her ring.” Charles said.

“Maybe she was bluffing, she wouldn’t actually go through with that, she loves you too much. I have never seen a couple love each other so much.” Max said and Charles smiled.

“You’re right, Max, she loves me, she’d never take off the ring.” Charles said. He left the room to go to the hospitality and saw Y/N eating fries. “Mon ange! Did you see the interview?”

“Muñeco! Yes I did.” Y/N said.

“I am so sorry, I really am.” Charles takes Y/N’s hand in his and noticed something was missing. “Mon ange, where’s your ring?”

“What ring, muñeco?” Y/N asked, feigning innocence.

“Your ring, your engagement ring, where is it?” Charles asked.

“Charles, I don’t know what you are talking about, why would I have a ring? It’s not like I’m your fiancé or anything, I’m just your girlfriend.” Y/N said and Charles pouted.

“I’m sorry! I swear I am so very sorry, I didn’t mean it.” Charles begged for forgiveness.

“Let’s go home, muñeco, can we order in?” Y/N asked.

“Yeah sure, anything you want, mon coeur.” Charles said. They were walked to the car and as soon as they got in, Charles expected Y/N to put her ring back on since they are not ‘in public’ anymore but she didn’t, the ring was still off. “So mon ange, have you been thinking about when would you want the wedding?”

“Wedding? What wedding? We’re not even engaged, Charles.” Y/N said. You know the saying ‘if they go low, I go lower’? Y/N is going as low as the depths of hell for a slip of the tongue.

“Mon ange, is not funny anymore.” Charles whined.

“Did you order food?” Y/N asked.

“Yes I did, we’re picking it up.” Charles said.

“Cool.” Y/N said.

The drive to the restaurant and back home was silent.

“Okay, we’re back home now.” Charles said as they entered the apartment.

“Yes muñeco, Im aware.” Y/N said but she still didn’t put her ring back on.

“Mon ange please wear your ring.” Charles begged, wrapping his arms around her waist, her back to his chest. “Please, I promise to announce our engagement on Instagram.” Charles kisses her neck. “Please just wear the ring, I love you so much and I want to spend the rest of my life with you, you are the best fiancé a man could ever have.” Charles whispered in her ear as he places little neck kisses.

Y/N turned around and saw Charles pouring with teary eyes and she felt her heart melt.

“Aw muñeco, okay, I’ll wear my ring. But promise the whole world will know we are engaged. I love that you want your friends and family to know first, but it hurts me when you still call me your girlfriend.” Y/N said and Charles kisses her forehead.

“I know, mon ange. We’re going to let the whole world know that you’re my fiancé.” Charles kissed her passionately.

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charles_leclerc after years of dating, I proposed to the love of my life on our 5th anniversary. I love her so much, I am thankful for having her in my life. We have been engaged for a month and I am so happy that I get to call her my fiancé, the future Mrs. Leclerc, I love you 😘.

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landonorris happy for you mate, so glad she didn’t kill you

charles_leclerc you and be both 😳

maxverstappen1 happy for you mate!

carlossainz55 congratulations, cabrón! I expect invite to the wedding

yourusername aww, muñeco, I love you too, I can’t wait to be Mrs. Leclerc 🥹

francisca.cgomes let me be a bridesmaid!

yourusername you’re maid of honor!

user45 no wonder Charles looked nervous after his pst race interview

yourusername posted a story

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Can’t wait to be your husband 😘

The End

Hope y’all liked it! It was a little short but fun to write!

[genderqueerdykes]

so something that was more common in the past in queer spaces was ally pride. people were often very proud allies! they were often family members, best friends, partners, neighbors, co-workers, anyone really. maybe they just support queer people regardless. there's a lot of reasons why people support us, there's no reason to judge.

i feel like there's been this exhausting outlook on things where we have to immediately take things in bad faith because there's no way someone else had our best interest in mind. people have become very resistant to the idea of interacting with people who aren't exactly like them and it's disturbing. that is not how to approach community. that fosters arguments and drama.

also i don't like that some people don't like the idea of allies being at pride or calling themselves "proud allies" or whatever like that's not embarrassing, they should be proud, because they're refusing to hold us down. how's that embarrassing? we have to be kinder to one another. it's really over. this hostility is not where it's at. this is not the spirit of things at all. in the past it was not like this at all

there was a lot of diversity in queer spaces because they didn't really have the largest physical locations possible and often had to deal with minimal resources, so specialized groups were not always possible. generally you were mingling with everyone. you would have to just sort of talk to people and socialize. the first people i met at my college's pride group was an agender transfem person, 2 cis gay drag queens, 3 cis gay men two of which were asexual, a cis butch lesbian, a cis femme lesbian, & 2 cis bisexual women.

you just kinda talked to whoever, and that was a good thing. i saw parents, friends, kids, relatives all the time. it was super normal. like nobody was pestering you for your identity. legitimately i never came out the whole way about my gender when i was there i just tried to be gender vague and people understood. i didn't get heckled for my terms or pronouns i mostly told people i was genderqueer and they'd be like oh yeah totally. and then we'd go get sandwiches at a restaurant after the meeting was over.

there's a severe lack of connection we're having as a community right now. there's a breakdown in communication and it makes us suffer for it. i think it's time to shelve the needless hostility and just have conversations. i'm guilty of it it too. i dont want to say im excluded from this. but we need to just talk and then maybe we can get to the part where we go back to living as queer people and eating food together instead of interrogating people for everything down to what their genitals were at birth or are right now. it's time to shelve it.

we seriously do need to make room for pride and joy. the anger and rage isn't helping if it's being directed at each other- it need to be directed at people who are oppressing us, not the people we target right now. men who are allies, trans men, transmascs, male lesbians, transfems, trans women, intersex men, gay men, bisexual men, men of color, and disabled men, aren't the people who are holding us down, your target is elsewhere.

let us express joy and pride for once. it's okay to do so. it's constructive and healthy.

[lewisvinga]

our baby | oscar piastri x fem! reader

summary; in which a few silly comments from oscar and y/n led to a big misunderstanding for fans

fc; yunjin huh

warnings; none (?)

notes; oscah

masterlist !

liked by oscarpiastri, landonorris, and 903,067 others!

yourusername: winter photo dump w bae :p

tagged; oscarpiastri

oscarpiastri: i hate this.

yourusername: hello????

oscarpiastri: where is my child

oscarpiastri: OUR baby

oscarpiastri: why’d you leave baby angel out 🙁

yourusername; you drama queen, she’s like 8 weeks old she’ll be okay 🙄

username: did oscar say a CHILD??

username; my fave grid couple 🥹🥹

username: oscar’s comment??? uhm is that why y/n wasn’t in the paddock for a bit ….

username: now that’s making sense

username: mother and father ( literally )

username: i’d kill to pull off orange like y/n😩

landonorris: did u trip

yourusername: maybe 🤫

username: I SAW THEM AT ST MORITZ N OSCAR SEEMED TO BE XTRA CAREFUL W HER

username: oh u rich rich

username: maybe it’s bc that’s his gf

username: what if they fr had a baby and that’s just him being careful during her recovery 🤔

username: why would they be in st moritz after just having a baby…

username: 8 weeks = 2 months , no? baby should be fine at home w a babysitter

username: what are yall talking about… liked by yourusername!

liked by oscarpiastri, lilymhe, and 912,764 others!

yourusername: how’d osc pull me ?

oscarpiastri: with rizz ( free boba )

yourusername: real 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨

oscarpiastri: wow you are gorgeous.

yourusername: £\!£\¥~£|^ h&:&,$jdkcjskfkd

oscarpiastri: you look like our daughter in the last picture

yourusername: yeah cos i had her in my womb for 9 months and birthed her 🤰

username: WHAT

username: THEIR COMMENTS?? SHE FR HAD A DAUGHTER??

username: why haven’t they said anything abt their comments…

logansargeant: if i remember correctly there was a lot of stuttering and blushing , not from u tho

yourusername: so true

oscarpiastri: ok come on, it wasn’t that bad

logansargeant: h-h-hey y/n, h-how was y-your day!

yourusername: ya babe you were like that…

oscarpiastri: 🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️

username: everyone talking abt possible oscar piastri jr but im focused on how good she looks 😫😫😫😩😍😍😢😢

username: it’s giving poison ivy🤩

lilymhe: WOWWWWWWW

lilymhe: you’re soooo fine 😍😍 marry me💍

yourusername: anytime bbg👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩

oscarpiastri: oh! you can’t , we have a child

lilymhe: i’ll be a stepmother 👩‍🍼👩‍🍼

alex_albon: we have our real children at home ( albon pets 😞 )

yourusername posted to their story!

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yourusername: last photo dump of 2023 ft. our 8 week baby angel 🕊️ yes , she’s our baby daughter 👩‍🍼

tagged; oscarpiastri

oscarpiastri: angel is the cutest baby ever despite leaving fur everywhere

yourusername: she’s just a baby!

oscarpiastri: the prettiest girl, can’t believe you’re all mine

yourusername: ur mine 4ever you cant get rid of me or angel 😈😈

oscarpiastri: and i never plan to!

username: IT WAS A CAT ALL ALONG???

yourusername: not just a cat! a ragdoll kitty :p!!

username: oomf on twitter was right abt it being an inside joke 😭😭😭

username: so no baby piastri 2024?

yourusername: she is my baby piastri 😠

username: LMFAOOO IT WAS A CAT???

username: baby piastri being a cat is so on brand for y/n 😭

landonorris: my niece angel 😇 did she enjoy my gift🥰

oscarpiastri: by gift meaning a cat tower with your face on it? yes, she enjoyed scratching your face 😊

username: the kitten is so cute 🥹

username: the last picture of oscar driving w angel😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

username: the most perfect kitty for the most perfect couple 🥹🥹

[gyubakeries]

hey queen! I just found your page but oh god, you’re so good????better know you just got another loyal follower because I literally love you now🙂‍↕️.

Can I please request idol!dokyeom x idol!reader like some lowkey tension and flirting at an award show and bc their groups are both very close, they go to a dinner and drinking to celebrate, and afterwards reader gets so drunk dk has to walk her to her hotel room, and the rest is your imagination!

thank you in advance❤️❤️

𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗰𝗵 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗳𝘂𝗺𝗲 | l.sm

a/n: you are so sweet!! im so glad you like my writing 💗 this is such a cute request, so i really hope you like this one toooo <3 apologies for straying away from the flirting part of it BUT I HOPE U LIKE THIS NONETHELESS. also... first fic of 2025!! lets hope im more motivated to write this year lmaooo

p.s. for the sake of the plot, reader is the 5th member of aespa, but the group's name is different (lunaris) and they're 96 & 97 liners. also, they're under pledis, have trained together, and debuted around the same time, again, for plot reasons. reader and seokmin are the same age.

word count: 3.4k contents: seokmin x fem!reader , idol!seokmin , idol!reader , i made up a random kpop group guys , set at mama 2024 , drinking , tension , light angst , drunken confessions , k-drama-esque , silly stuff , happy ending

"i'm so nervous i could literally throw up," seokmin mutters, and you turn to take a look at him. you want to call him a liar, because the way he's exuding confidence and charm just by sitting there does not give away even the slightest hint of nervousness.

"aw, i didn't know i had that effect on you," you snicker, opting to tease seokmin instead of consoling him. that's mingyu's duty anyway.

"oh please, you think i get nervous around you?" seokmin scoffs, a smirk playing across his lips. "maybe you're the one getting flustered around me, like when my recent photoshoot pictures dropped, hm?"

"i wasn't flustered," you lie boldly, hoping that your cheeks weren't turning red. "it wasn't very pleasant to see your half naked body on my phone, it was more like a jumpscare."

"sure, whatever you say, darling," seokmin snickers, and you glare daggers at him, when the leaders of both your groups approach you. seungcheol sighs and crosses his arms when he sees you two arguing again, and your leader, karina raises an eyebrow at you.

"there they go again, fighting like cats and dogs," seungcheol grumbles, and seokmin stands up to defend himself, when the rest of the members of seventeen and your group, lunaris file in together.

"who's ready to get some awards!" soonyoung cheers loudly, making minghao wince in pain because of how loud his voice is. amidst all the chaos of both your groups chatting up a storm in the waiting room you've been assigned, you notice that seokmin has left your side, and winter approaches you.

"so, flirting with mr. sunshine again?" she winks teasingly, and you shove her shoulder. "no, not flirting. he's being insufferable." you reply.

"and still, you've had the biggest crush on him since our trainee days," she points out, and you deflate a bit. there was no denying that seokmin has been your crush for almost a decade. it was kind of pathetic, and you'd made countless attempts to move on, but nothing seemed to work.

"and i'm beginning to regret it," you give her a sad smile. winter doesn't have the time to ask you about it, because your group has to head out to the seating area for the award show.

the ceremony starts and performances pass by in a blur. lunaris goes next, and the exhilarating feeling of being on stage and performing in front of so many fans temporarily distracts you from the weird haze thinking about seokmin has put you in.

the reprieve doesn't last long, because when your group returns to their seats after the stage, seokmin is the only member who doesn't say anything about the performance. you can only look at him out of the corner of your eye, sitting in his assigned area alone, while soonyoung compliments your choreography excitedly. you can't help but feel that your heart breaks a little.

to the world, lee seokmin was the lovable, cheery, funny and optimistic ray of sunshine. his presence instantly brightens up any situation, and fans all over the world love him for his sunny personality.

you do too.

but it's difficult to keep in mind when seokmin behaves the complete opposite with you. your groups have been friends for years, since you trained together in the godforsaken green room, but you've never been on the receiving end of seokmin's laughs or smiles. to you, he's always been a cold wall, pointed glares and sharp words.

soonyoung and giselle would often joke that there wasn't any real hostility between you and seokmin, just pure sexual tension, and you've spent so much time praying for it to be true, but you know it isn't.

not when seokmin's never let you be his friend, not when he's always so keen to jump into a fight with you.

not when he doesn't even meet your eye when you congratulate him on winning 'artist of the year' at the 2024 MAMA awards.

the cheers are deafening, jihoon and seungcheol are crying like babies, and when seokmin ignores you in favor of talking to ningning and karina about lunaris winning song of the year, your heart breaks a little more.

you feel like a childish teenage girl, on the verge of tears after getting her heartbroken by the only person you've had your eyes on for a long time. you want to do nothing but change out of the uncomfortable clothes the stylists put you in and put on your pajamas, watch 'the notebook' and fall asleep while crying.

but there wasn't any time for that now, not with thousands of fans present in the venue and watching the show being streamed live. you push down your feelings and put on a bright smile, one you've practiced in the mirror countless times.

—

the award show finally draws to a close, and you're heading out of the venue with your group members when seungkwan and mingyu approach you.

"going home so early?" mingyu questions. "we need to party!"

"actually, y/n isn't feeling too well, so we thought it'd be best to go back to the hotel," karina fills in for you, the girls somehow aware of your heartbreak.

"was seokmin hyung being mean to you again?" seungkwan asks, and you try to shake his question off with a laugh, but he doesn't seem too convinced. "look, y/n, seokmin hyung can be the most oblivious person ever. don't let his words get to you, because i can assure you that how he acts around you and what he feels for you are two different things."

"sure, seungkwan-ah," you nod. mingyu and seungkwan don't relent in their attempts to go out for drinks and dinner with them, and you feel bad for making all your group members stay back just because of you, so you finally give into their requests.

—

dinner is a loud ordeal; soonyoung, chan and winter are already drunk and belting out weird remixes of 'god of music' and 'supernova.' seungcheol seems to be much happier after talking to jun and jeonghan on the phone, and jihoon seems to have quietened down a bit as he finishes bowl after bowl of rice, a pink blush settling permanently on his cheeks with all the compliments he's receiving from his bandmates and the staff.

you on the other hand, busy yourself with drinking. seungkwan, mingyu, joshua, giselle and you play several drinking games, and you lose at almost all of them.

"ha! y/n has to take another shot!" mingyu yells when you break the word chain game you've been playing.

"no fair! joshua distracted me by stealing the meat on my plate!" you argue, but it falls on deaf ears. resignedly, you take another shot of soju, the liquid burning down your throat as it goes down.

when you set the shot glass down and seungkwan claps and whoops loudly, you accidentally make eye contact with seokmin. he's sitting on the table across you, trying to get a drunk soonyoung to calm down, when his gaze meets yours.

you expect him to immediately look away, or for a look of disgust to appear in his eyes, but it never happens. he keeps looking at you intently, and the world seems to go silent around you. for once, seokmin's eyes don't hold any anger, annoyance or disinterest in them when he looks at you.

and maybe it's the shot of soju giselle pushes into your hands because you lost another game, but you even see a flicker of.... love?

yeah, you're definitely drunk.

"aw, y/n, don't cry!" chan coos, and you hadn't even realized that there were tears streaming down your face and the rest of your group, as well as some of the boys, had crowded around you to console you.

"i'm fine," your words are slurred and you feel sluggish when you raise your hand to wipe the tears away. "jus' a little emotional."

"oh my, you're really drunk," ningning mutters from behind you, and you finally register just how much alcohol has been poured into your bloodstream, and it hasn't even been an hour since you got to the hotel's restaurant for dinner.

"'s okay, ning," you hiccup. "i'm just gonna.... lie down here for a nap." you lean to the side, unaware of the fact that you were about to fall from your chair onto the ground. before you could lose your balance and do so, a strong pair of arms hold you up, making you sit straight.

your eyes are drooping shut, and the people in the room around you reduce to blurry figures. everyone's voice is muffled, except for one, that cuts through all the noise.

"i'll take her up to her room, you guys can stay here."

lee seokmin, you think to yourself, identifying the voice. was it all just a dream?

—

by the time you're in the hotel's elevator, on the way to your room, you suddenly jolt awake when you feel yourself held up by an arm draped across your shoulders. a familiar cologne floods your senses, and you're alert in an instant.

"what are you doing?" you shriek, pulling away from seokmin and plastering yourself against the opposite wall of the elevator. seokmin looks surprised, and the doors to the elevator open up to your floor.

"i was- well, you were drunk, so i offered to take you up to your room," he stammers, his voice unusually soft, lacking the usual edge of irritation it has when he's speaking to you.

"i'm fine now," you give him a curt response, snatching the key card out of his hands and walking out of the elevator. you don't maintain your balance for too long, however, and you're about to fall flat on your face, when seokmin holds you up, again.

"you're an idiot," he sighs. "just let me help you. you're clearly drunk, so stop being difficult and just listen to me."

"no," you cross your arms like a petulant child. "i don't want your help."

you refuse seokmin's tries to get you to walk and stay rooted to your place on the carpeted floor. seokmin heaves another sigh before muttering under his breath, "you've left me with no choice."

with the alcohol slowing down your reflexes, you belatedly realize that seokmin has picked you up and thrown you over his shoulder. when you do realize, you start hitting his back and swinging your legs.

"put me down! lee seokmin, i'm going to shave all your hair off and make you regret your entire life!" you shriek, and seokmin is glad that the entire floor has been booked only for staff and idols.

"stop moving, or i'll drop you," seokmin warns, and you immediately fall silent, stopping all your movements.

your hotel room comes into view a few seconds later, and seokmin opens the door with the keycard. he carries you into the hotel room too, despite your protests, and gently lays you down on the bed.

what you both hadn't realized was that your bracelet had gotten caught in the fabric of seokmin's sweater, so when he tries to put you down on the bed and move away, the snagged bracelet causes you to yank him down upon you.

your mouth falls open in shock as seokmin manages to support himself on his hands before he can directly fall onto your body. his wide brown eyes are trained onto yours, and everything around you seems to fade away.

"are you okay?" seokmin asks softly, and you snap yourself out of your trance to gesture towards your bracelet.

"it-it got stuck," you explain, moving to carefully free the bracelet from the sweater.

seokmin doesn't move away.

his gaze remains locked on you, and it reminds you of the time in the restaurant. it's overwhelming and suffocating to see him look at you like that without any of the usual hostility in his eyes.

"why are you looking at me like that?" you whisper, breath hitching in your throat when you realize that you spoke your thoughts out loud.

"like what?" seokmin asks back, even though he's completely aware of what you're implying.

"like you- like you don't hate me," you reply, tears welling up in your eyes. "like you don't feel disgusted by being this close to me. like you care about me."

seokmin's brows furrow in confusion, and it should be your cue to stop talking so you don't expose your decade-long crush for him, but the alcohol in your bloodstream has managed to deactivate your brain-to-mouth filter.

"you're a bad person, seokmin," you sigh heavily, looking up at the ceiling. "you make my hands sweaty and heart race."

silence.

"do you need to see a doctor?" he asks after a few seconds, and you groan. you sit up abruptly to face him and instantly regret it because of the way your head spins.

"you're an idiot!" you huff, frustrated. "you and your idiotic smile, and your stupid laugh, and that annoying ability of yours to make everyone fall for you with your voice. i hate it."

"you hate me?" seokmin asks, his brown doe-eyes widening, and you fall in just a bit deeper.

"i didn't say that," you sigh. "i could never hate you. that is what i hate. the fact that you could treat me like shit, break my heart, and still get away with it."

"have i?" seokmin mutters after a while. "broken your heart, i mean. have i done that?"

you don't answer him, choosing to pick at a loose thread hanging from your sleeve.

you both sit in silence for a while, before you finally speak again.

"the first time i met you, you told me that i smelled like peaches," you say, trying to keep yourself composed. "that day, i went home and told my mom to buy me two more bottles of the same perfume, because i thought you had liked it, and i was willing to do anything to get noticed by my crush."

you can see that seokmin is staring at you with surprise in his eyes when you mentioned having a crush on him in your trainee days, but you continue your story.

"the next day, no matter how much i laughed, sang, or danced, you wouldn't even look at me. i tried sitting next to you during our breaks to start a conversation, but you always moved away, as if me being around was repulsive to you," you let out a small laugh, remembering how embarrassed you had felt back then. "i never wore that perfume again, hoping that maybe it was the only thing you disliked about me. but even after all these years, you-"

"the day i first met you, i went to the mall before going home and bought the exact same perfume," seokmin cuts you off. he sounds uncharacteristically quiet, and his hands keep fidgeting with the hem of his sweater.

"i went home, sprayed it all over my bed, books, room, everywhere you could possibly think of," seokmin continues, and you see the tips of his ears turning red. "it got to a point where my mother had to throw the bottle away because she was sick of smelling the perfume. peaches became my favorite fruit, and every night i'd go to sleep while clutching my pillow, hoping that one day it'd be you instead."

"cut the crap, seokmin," you scoff. "is this some sort of prank?"

"it's the truth, y/n," seokmin shakes his head. he brings his head up to look at you, and you can see the genuinity in his eyes.

"then why- why have you acted with me like this for all these years?" you ask the million-dollar question, thoroughly confused.

"for the simple answer, i was stupid," seokmin confesses. "i had never felt such intense feelings for anyone, much less a girl, and i thought that avoiding you would make it better."

"the more complicated answer is, i didn't want jeopardize our futures. seniors would tell us stories about trainees getting kicked out because they took training too lightly. they would get into relationships and start slacking off. i wanted to debut, and i didn't want to ruin your career either, so-"

"we could've worked something out. we could've tried to be friends at least," you interrupt him. "instead, you made me feel like you've hated me for the last ten years, seokmin. you made me feel like an idiot for being in love with you, even after everyth- shit."

you throw a hand over your mouth, cursing your tendency to run your mouth when drunk. seokmin's mouth has also dropped wide open, his eyes staring at you with a shocked expression similar to yours.

"you love me?" seokmin asks, and you wish that the ground would just swallow you up so you could escape the situation.

the next best option was to fall back on the bed and cover yourself in the thick comforter, hiding yourself from seokmin's sight.

"i already said it, didn't i?" you huff, your voice muffled by the comforter. "look, i'm glad we talked about all this and it's great news that you don't hate me like i had assumed for the past decade. do me a favour, and forget the last bit of the conversation, and let's work on being friends, yeah?"

just as the words leave your mouth, the comforter is tugged off your body, and you meet seokmin's eyes, his face hovering above yours again.

"you just confessed your love for me, and you expect us to be friends?" seokmin raises an eyebrow. "i knew you were the comedian of your group, but this isn't funny."

"would you prefer going back to being strangers then?" you bite back, not understand what seokmin is playing. "fine, if that's what you really want-"

"i want you to be my girlfriend, you idiot," seokmin blurts out, and you freeze.

"your what?"

"my girlfriend," he repeats, and you feel giddy. "y/n, i know i haven't shown it, but since our trainee days, i haven't been able to get you off my mind. it used to scare me, it still does now, how quickly i fell for you, which is why i kept pushing you away. i would never forgive myself if i made a move that could risk either of our careers."

"seokmin, i get it," you nod. "it's not easy for idols to date, and even though it's the one thing i want the most, it isn't practical. i'd be happy with being just friends too."

"i don't want to settle for just friends," he shakes his head. "i've spent a decade pining after you but also shutting you out, and i don't want to spend another second not being yours, if you still feel the same way."

"of course i feel the same way, genius," you roll your eyes, and seokmin lets out one of his beautiful giggles that makes your heart skip a beat. "are you sure about this?"

"i am, i promise," seokmin agrees resolutely, his lips parting in the most stunning smile that seems to light up the room.

"then... can i kiss you?" you ask, your voice soft, almost hesitant, but seokmin is anything but. he doesn't waste a second, and before you know it, he's swooping down to kiss you.

despite your limited experience, you could confidently say that seokmin was certainly the only person who could kiss you this well. the press of his lips against yours is sweet and gentle, his hand cupping your face is delicate, and your heart feels overwhelmed with how happy you feel.

when he pulls away, his eyes hold a promise. a promise to always treat you right. a promise to always be by your side. a promise to always be open about his feelings and not hiding from them.

you pull him down for another kiss, trying to preserve the magic of the moment in that one action.

turns out, there's magic in every moment you spend with seokmin thereafter. whether it's in the warmth of his hand in yours when you tell both your groups about your relationship at breakfast the next day, or the joy lighting up his eyes when you start wearing your peach-scented perfume again.

now, whenever you see clips and pictures of seokmin's sunny smile, it doesn't hurt you anymore. not when you know that some of those smiles are only for you.

- fin.

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—

"you know you didn't have to bring anything right?"

"yeah I know, just felt like bringing something"

"what's in it?"

"food what else dumbass?"

"coming from you probably someones head"

"wow very funny."

As he gave you the bag you were greeted with some desserts, homemade ones to be exact

"I thought you were bad at cooking?"

"Ive gotten better"

"sure you have..."

—

—

"SUKUNA LOOK LOOK"

"What am I looking at?"

"isn't the statute pretty??"

"I guess? All I see is some naked woman"

"you clearly don't understand art..."

"how do I not understand art when I literally paint, do poetry and calligraphy"

"you expect me to believe that?"

"yes"

"wait your serious?"

"did you think im not?"

"I find that hard to believe..."

"what hobbies did you think I had??"

"dunno tormenting people maybe? You seem like the type"

—

—

"I don't know how to bowl"

"how? It's literally so easy just throw the ball and there"

With that he'd toss bowling the ball to you as if it was nothing??

The moment he tossed it you immediately moved to the side

"WHAT THE FUCK??"

"your being dramatic it isn't that heavy"

"YES IT IS?? I COULD'VE BROKEN A BONE"

"I'd break it myself if you keep acting like a drama queen"

You'd roll your eyes before picking up the ball from the ground and throwing it into the bowling lane, as you did,, however you didn't even manage to hit a single bowling pin..and when Sukuna saw it he immediately laughed at your failed attempt

He'd pick up another ball and hand it to you as he stood behind you

"you're doing it wrong, here"

With that he'd manhandle your body into a proper stance, once he was finished he backed up and told you to throw

And when you did you managed to hit all of the Bowling pins as you did so you immediately jumped and giggled

Sukuna was about to find it adorable but you just HAD to act cocky. When you did he immediately flicked your head

"you wouldn't have done it without me, don't act to confident"

"can't a girl dream?"

"yeah but you can't"

"wow okay.."

—

—

"Sukuna what are you doing here?"

"Yuji asked me to come along to watch him skygazing"

"I'm surprised you agreed"

"didn't had a Choice"

"how come?"

"our mom told me I can't leave him alone, which is ridiculous he's perfectly fine by himself"

"speaking of wheres Yuji?"

"he ran into Megumi so he's having some quality time with his 'bestfriend', anyway why are you here?"

"just felt like it"

"what's so good about skygazing your just looking at stars what's so good about it"

"do you always have to be bitter?"

"always"

—

Both you and Sukuna would be sitting on the blanket you laid out on the floor as you two sat close to one another while looking at the stars, till you spoke

"you know Sukuna, I've been thinking"

"didn't know you had a brain"

"nevermind."

"I'm kidding, continue"

"I guess you aren't really that bad, you fare un to hang out with, surprisingly...I thought I wouldn't have that much fun spending this much time with you but guess I was wrong"

"so what were friends now?"

"dunno, if you want I guess"

He wants to say something so badly. But he knows once he does his feelings would spill out. And he doesn't wanna do that right when you both are finally on good terms.

—

—

Sukuna and uraume would be talking to one another as they sat down on a nearby chair

"how's things with y/n?"

"I guess it's okay, I went skygazing with her yesterday and she sorta confessed how I'm not that bad,"

"looks like you have a chance"

"chance for?"

"a chance to get with her? What else? It's obvious you like her"

"don't be ridiculous. Why would I like her?

"why would I like someone like y/n, the only reason I'm doing this is for the project nothing else, it's not like I care, let alone have feelings towards her"

"if anything when she told me her little confession I was on the verge of laughing, she really is pathetic isn't she? As if I'd be her friend"

"After this is over I'll just stop talking to her, simple,"

He's wondering why he's saying all of this? He knows he likes you but he won't admit that. He won't admit he's been chasing after you for years. He won't admit how he liked you despite how you felt about him. Sukuna isn't some pathetic loser he won't beg. He won't act desperate

After Sukuna finished talking he'd noticed how quiet they became, before he could ask what was wrong he heard a sound behind him, and when he turned around he saw you...

You stood behind him as you just stared at him wide eyed with your fist clenched, you were a fool to think a person like Sukuna would change, why would he ever change? It's still the same Sukuna deep down no matter what he does.

"how much did you hear?"

"all of it."

—

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Mine || Charles Leclerc #16

pairing: charles leclerc x girlfriend!reader

summary: in which seeing people ship you with other drivers fuels the possessiveness in charles.

author notes: can u tell ive been obsessed with culpa mia. also this is my first charles fic (!!!) i made sm tweaks to the original req im so sorry 😭 deff been in a slump recently bc exams but 🙏 no beta read!! this one is still raw asf lol

req: yes/no.

wc: 1.2k words

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the air as the weekend approached was filled with an adrenaline of its own. drivers loitering on the paddock, a camera shoved up each one of their faces. most of them were making videos for their teams social media, while others were giving interviews. silly banter & playful hazing surrounded the place as the free practices neared. as calm and laid back as the environment was, a new buzz had taken over the virtual world. it seemed like the redbull fans had taken on a new intrest in a the friendship you and max shared, suspecting it could be more than just friends. you’re shocked as you read through the articles, what could possibly make it seem like you were both in any sense more than just friends? max was like the brother you never had, and you, the sister he had always hoped of having. as much as the articles were delusional, you didnt really care that much about them, i mean why would you be afraid when there’s nothing youre scared of being open to the public? okay, maybe not everything. not the time when you were so drunk you demanded every guy on the paddock to quote “settle it with me on the ring”, not the time when you were the culprit behind the hilarious azerbaijan mix up where you stole the champagne on the podium and replaced it with an empty one, and definitely not the fact that you’re already taken, by a person known to all on the paddock.

—

The morning of the race was always an exhilarating one no matter which team youre driving for, or which team you’re rooting for. the passion, the dedication and the confidence in the each and every drivers persona was enough to fill you in the same mindset. though youve always been a redbull fan, which, i mean is definitely not even surprising considering you probably frequent their garage more than some of their own engineers, youve always held an admiration for all the drivers. even you knew how dominant the redbull cars were, so seeing the rest of the drivers still catch up with less resources filled your heart with pride. you look up at the fan’s waiting impatiently for the race to start with a smile on your face. this, will never get boring, you think.

Lord Percival 👑

can’t find you anywhere near here, don’t tell me you’re ditching me today yet again 😔

a chuckle escapes your lips.

You

i wouldve come over but you’re all the way across rn 😭 i’ll definitely be waiting for you after the race tho.

Lord Percival 👑

wow. way to betray me over text babe

You

okay drama queen 😒

Lord Percival 👑

guess you rubbed off on me then mon jolie

You

ill make it up to you, i always do.

just before you press send, you notice the drivers had already left for their respective interviews. whats the point in sending it now anyways, you decide.

—

the dark looms over the sky as celebrations near. the smell of alcohol, weed and god knows fucking what become all too familiar to you at this point. you reach the party alongside max, which considering he’s your best friend was not out of the ordinary for you, but little did you know, it didn’t help the ongoing rumours one bit. the familiar stench of reporters clogs your mind. what the hell were the doing here? and more importantly why were all of them suddenly taking an intrest in your friendship with max? question after question is thrown at you which makes you realise youve had enough of this. you reach for your phone.

You

screw this party

wanna meet up at our usual spot?

Lord Percival 👑

im always down 🙏

—

you could never get sick of this. the same ride, the same atmosphere, the exact same playlist playing over and over again, the curves of the road as you drive through. because you know, at the end of this journey would be the same thing you look forward to, every time. so you get into you car, and drive the same drive to the same spot, once again. at a pillar reading out “623” you stop by the ferrari you know all too well.

there he was. i could never get used to seeing him like this, you think, dressed up in formals but looking formal in no way whatsoever. shriveled hair, buttons unbuttoned, jewellery he knows how to style in just the right way. his crazed eyes of emerald, gazing into you with an intensity that makes your nerves shiver.

“took you long enough to come here” he says, holding you waist. “it was a longer drive than usual” “is that so?” he says, stepping aside you to rest against his ferrari, right beside you. folding his arms, he continues, pulling a cigarette out of his blazer, “want one?” “please, today was a bitch” “i could say the same for me, really” he reaches towards you, lighting your cigarette. “races in monaco are my favourite” he says, looking up at the sky. “yeah, id imagine so. nothing beats home” “yeah, it’s great to be home and all, but theres also something in monaco that beats the thrill any race could give me” he steps forwards, hands placed beside either sides of you.

he pulls the cigarette from your lips, taking in a puff himself. he brings his lips to your ear, “or rather, theres someone in monaco, who beats the thrill any race could give me” he whispers, blowing the smoke away. he flicks the cigarette aside and steps on it, as he lifts your face up, meeting your eyes with his own. “someone who sighs right when i kiss her here,” he goes on to place a chaste kiss on your mole, right on your neck by your jawline. and like a story repeated enough times, you sigh. “someone who arches her back when i pull her hair slightly like this,” he gently tugs your hair, making a makeshift ponytail and like a telltale, you arch your back, the satisfaction of being right sprawled across charles’s face.

“but of all, the one thing that makes me come back to this place again and again, is knowing that—“ he lifts your hips up, making you wrap your legs around him. “you’re mine.” the second he says that, its like all the dots connected in your head. you never thought charles would be jealous of the rumours, given how he was the one who didn’t want your relationship to be public. “charles, are you jealous?” you ask. “so what if i am?” “well, i for one wouldnt want my boyfriend to be feeling like that anymore” “what do you mean?” you pull out your phone from your clutch, “kiss me” “wait what are you doing?” “i said, kiss me” you say, pulling him in by his jaw. “im conf-“ you kiss him, shutting him up. as he closes his eyes he finds himself to not be able to help himself from drowning into you, well atleast until a flash brings him out of his trance. “im going to post it.” “you don’t have to, you know” “but i want to. i want everyone to know how much you mean to me charles. you’re my favourite person and i would hate to see you be jealous”

——

“i can’t believe you actually did it, jolie” “its the least i could do” you say, pecking his cheek. “but ive gotta say, i definitely wouldnt mind seeing this shade of you more often” “you haven’t seen the end of me yet, mon ange”

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Bf!Rafe Cameron x reader

Summary: argument with rafe.

Warnings: cursing. Toxic. Slight smut? Slight Angst? Fem!Reader.

He did it again.

Like always.

Why does he always has to act like such an asshole?

You didnt know.

Hell, you were sure he didnt either.

In one Moment he is all sweet and then his mood changes and he gets all moody with you and treats you like shit.

You dont even remember why you fought this time it was probally the most stupid thing like always.

"Baby, im sorry."

He said, sighing. But you didnt answere.

He always did that. Said something mean what hurts you and the moment he realise he went to far he starts apologizing and sweet talk you. But he didnt mean it. He never did.

When he was met with your silence he sighs again louder this time. Rafe was a Drama Queen. When something didnt work out like he wanted he snaps.

"Really? You wanna play it like that?" he continued, unamused.

"Fine."

Rafe wasn’t one to back down easily.

but when it came to you, he’d do anything to stop you from being mad at him.

He just couldnt without you.

He groans annoyed as he wrapped his arms around your waist and throws you over his shoulder completely ignoring you squirming.

He's going to take you out. Let you order and eat as much you want.

Go Shopping with you buying you pretty dresses and skirts.

Of course he is going to carry your bags around. And if your shoes get to uncomfortable of course he is going to carry you too like the princess you where for him.

Rafe knew this maybe wont work on you.

But he at least has to try.

One minute more of this silent treatment and he would loose his temper. And he really tried not to.

He wanted to hear your pretty voice again. Even if you just yell at him.

He needs you.

He walked over to his car, and gently let you down into the passenger seat. He then came around to the driver’s side, and sats down before he buckles you up and gives you a small forhead kiss.

Then he buckles himself up and starts the car, making his way to your favorite Restaurant.

With an annoyed huff you turn your gaze out of the window while crossing your arms over your chest.

He looked at you for a secound before turning his gaze on the road again.

He knew he riled you up for sure this time.

he could feel the tension in the air, and it was so thick it was almost suffocating.

It made him sick.

He didn’t even like arguing with you.

it made him feel like trash, seeing you annoyed because of him. But he just had to open his damn mouth and cause a scene.

He didnt know why he always acted like that.

He just couldnt control his anger.

It was so stupidly hot inside of this fucking car.

But of course he didnt turn the air conditioning on.

He always said he doesnt want you to get sick.

Annoying.

You tried to open with window but it was locked.

how unnecessary.

"Open the window..."

You mutter annoyed.

He raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised that you were talking to him rather than keeping up your one-sided silent treatment.

He didn’t hesitate, though, and rolled your window down.

"There you go."

he said flatly, keeping his eyes on the road.

Why did he say it like that?!

Did he except you to thank him?

You sticked your hand out of the window enjoying the cold air against your warm skin.

You wouldve thanked him.

Rafe hated it when you were a ungreatful brat. But right now he deserved everything but an "thanks".

A small pang of irritation flared inside of him as you didn’t even give him a ‘thank you’.

He wasn’t expecting one anyway, he did cause this, after all.

But still.

He let out a huff of breath, grip tightening on the steering-wheel. A moment of silence passed before he spoke again.

"You’re not gonna say it?"

he asked.

"Dont know what you mean."

You say annoyed laying your hand on the outside of the car.

He felt the annoyance grow even more inside of him.

"Jesus Christ..."

he muttered under his breath.

He knew you’d try to get under his skin. You weren’t gonna let go of this.

“Say 'thank you'."

he prompted through gritted teeth.

He couldn’t take your snarky attitude anymore. Even for a moment longer.

He pulled the car into an empty parking lot as soon as he found one, he turned off the car and turned to you.

"Say. It. Now."

He demanded.

You shook your head. You where pushing it. You knew that. But after the things he said to you earlier he deserved it.

"Or what? You gonna yell at me again?"

You asked looking at him.

You could see the anger in his eyes.

"I’ll do more than just yell at you. Say it."

he ordered, eyes narrowing, his voice dropping low.

"For what?! rolling my window down because you for whatever reason have a stupid childlock in your window?!"

You snap.

He reached over and gripped your jaw, forcing you to look at him.

"Stop testing my patience."

his grip on your jaw tightens.

"If I tell you to say ‘thank you’, you say ‘thank you’. Got it?"

He says while gritting his teeths.

You slap his hand away and move to open the door.

A surge of anger passed through him as you slapped his hand away. He really didn’t want to hurt you, but you were really starting to push his damn buttons way to much.

He leaned over and pushed you back into the seat, one hand gripping your hip and the other resting on your neck.

his eyes boring into yours.

"Stay in that damn seat. Im not done talking with you."

he said, as his jaw clenched.

"I dont care if youre done or not cause i am!"

You snap.

"I don’t care!"

he mocked, his patience wearing thin.

"You’re acting like a goddamn child right now. If you can’t even say ‘thank you’ for me rolling the window down, than maybe you need to learn how to act respectful. God, you’re acting as bratty as Wheezie right now."

He says as he pressed down on your neck slightly.

"Im acting like a child?! Youre whining like a little bitch because i didnt thank you!"

His eyes widened at the insult as his anger flared.

"Stop. Talking. Bullshit. If anyone’s acting like a little bitch, it’s you. You can’t even act like a goddamn adult for ten minutes and show me any sort of respectful appreciation."

he fired back, raising his voice.

"Maybe because you dont deserve any kind of respect after acting like a stupid asshole the whole morning!"

You yell.

"I was acting like a stupid ass-"

he cut himself off mid-sentence, scoffing in disbelief, and rubbed a hand over his face, taking a deep breath.

"Well, Jesus Christ, maybe you should’ve just let me apologize back there instead of giving me the silent treatment and acting like a goddamn brat!"

he retorted, voice growing more strained.

"Yeah Rafe do that again. everyone is wrong except you! Stop with that fucking victim playing its seriously so exhausting!"

You yell.

You where right.

He always did that!

He lets his anger out on you making you lose your mind but acts like you started.

"You know I get angry easily, yet you’re still being an irrational, annoying little pain in the ass like you always are!"

he snaps back, his temper getting thiner.

"You’re acting like a spoiled little brat right now, acting like all of this is entirely my fault. You always act like you’re always right, but guess what? You’re not!"

He yells.

You take a deep breath as you shake your head and look out of the window.

He lets out an exasperated huff.

He didn’t like this. He didn’t like arguing with you at all. Seeing you annoyed because of him was the last thing he wanted.

He stayed silent a moment before he tried to speak again, voice lowering a slight bit.

"Look at me."

he ordered.

Your ignore his order looking at the trees around the parking lot.

He raised an eyebrow at your actions, his anger growing once more.

"baby, I said look at me."

he repeated.

You sigh as you turn your gaze back to him.

"What?"

You ask still a bit annoyed but clearly more calm then before.

He breathed out a sigh of relief as he saw you turn to face him.

He took a sharp breath.

"You’re actually giving me a headache, you know that?"

he muttered.

"That feeling is mutual."

You say with a huff.

As annoying as he found you at the moment, he still couldn’t deny the fact that he needed you.

He exhaled another irritated sigh, as he laid his hand on your thigh.

"Stop being so difficult, baby. It’s just making things worse for both of us..."

he said, voice taking on a softer tone.

"You started all of this."

You said looking down at his hand.

“I did.”

he admitted with a nod.

“But you’re the one keeping it going with that bratty attitude of yours.”

he pointed out, gesturing to you.

"Cry about it..."

You mutter under your breath as his grip on your thigh tightens.

"Keep this up and i give you a reason to cry about."

He says with a stern tone.

You just nod. You didnt wanted to keep this up. You didnt wanted to keep fight with him.

You have to admit you liked pushing his buttons but real fighting was different.

He raised an eyebrow at your nod in response, not expecting you to be compliant so soon.

"Why are you being so compliant now, baby?" he questioned, a bit of confusion laced in his voice.

"Not in the mood for this anymore."

You simply say.

A hint of relief flashed across his face.

"That’s good, because honestly, this arguing is getting tedious as hell."

he admitted.

"You done acting out?"

He asked.

"You done making me act out?"

You asked back.

"Only if youre a good girl and make it up to me."

[kakiastro]

The Dark Side of You

Hey yall! You good? So I was thinking about the dark, shadow, unevolved, unhealed (whatever word you want to use) sides of each sign. I noticed something and maybe it’s just me here.

I noticed when you’re not acting your best self, you tend to act like the dark side of your sister sign .

Personal example: im a cancer rising so that means when I’m at my best and working on myself, I’m warm, I’m welcoming, I’m calm, I’m shy at first but never standoffis. But honeyyyy when I’m not in a good place mentally, all of my Capricorn (the dark side of cap) come out full blast. I’m standoffish, I can be hella cold, Im extremely blunt that comes off as rude. It’s just not good energy to be around or in lol

Since your rising is how the world perceive you, when you’re at your worst then the dark side of your sister sign acts up lol

Also look at your Mars sign for anger and Moon for overall emotions

I was thinking back on times when I didn’t handle my anger well. I have Mars Libra. So the way I deal with my anger is through a creative outlet because Libra is a Venus sign. I also listen to music or I try to find a peaceful resolution to the conflict, very Libran lol now at my worst, when it’s not controlled, my Aries energy comes out! I don’t care about your feelings, or what happens, my mouth has no filter whatsoever lol but that’s not the energy I’m suppose to be in when I’m angry this lifetime

I’m an Aquarius moon, drama queen at my worst😭

Have you noticed

-when a Scorpio is pissed off, they cuss you out and become hella vocal (Taurus)

-when Capricorns are upset, they definitely can lash out emotionally by being petty(Cancer)

-when Virgo are mad asf and they use their emotions and play victim to get what they want because they’ve lost control (PIsces)

-how about Aquarius, when there at their worst, the turn into drama queens and utterly selfish and attention seeking (Leo)

-Sagittarius will talk you to death until you agree with their ideal because they don’t like to be wrong (Gemini)

-Libras can become selfish and only think of themselves at their worst (Aries)

You can easily flip the highlighted signs and see there dark sides of the non-highlighted signs well!

Before anyone gets mad at me, remember, im talking about the Dark/unpleasant side of the sign. We’ve all have had our unpleasant moments.

Sister signs

Aries-Libra

Taurus-Scorpio

Gemini-Sagittarius

Cancer-Capricorn

Leo-Aquarius

Virgo-Pisces

This is just something I’ve been researching and noticing, how about you? Do you tend to act like the dark side of your sister sign