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ennaku-sirri-da · 6 months ago

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Viva la Pompeii

( Plaintext: Viva la Pompeii)

[ ID: Fanart of Dr Habit and Kamal Bora from the game Smile For Me. This art is for an AU of the game called Roseverse. The style is crayon-like.

The changes in the artists interpretation of the deisgns are as follows. Kamal has a lot of acne, eyebags and thick brows. His hair has streaks of older age in it and is greying. He wears a rose pink shirt and dark green pants with lighter stripes. Habit has a muppet-like appearance with fur, longer pink two-toned hair, cheek patches with a splash of freckles. He has on lipstick. His long coat has a bush-like collar with feathery parts. His coat is made of a fuzzy material. In his braided hair are many lillies of various shapes and colors, crowned near his ear is a big Tooth Lily. Both their heads of hair are messy.

Habit carries Kamal. He crookedly grins at him to comfort Kamal, revealing broken teeth. He reaches up a bandaged, bloodied hand to wipe Kamals tears. Kamal smiles back through difficulty, his arms thrown around Habit and legs grasping below.

Black baby sheep surround them, baaing and jumping, making splashes in the water. It is raining. Small flowers fall and float in the water. On either side, tall stalks of bright lavendar flowers sway in the scene. The clouds above are dark and heavy. Through them, a spot of sunlight shines down on Habit and Kamal. End ID]

You think...

About him carrying you.....

When it rained.....

Was always raining for you.....

Dark baby sheep baaing and crying on their silly wobbly legs around you two,

So strong; still. They were going to grow and get steadier to bear and feed their own lambs. Powerful lil gals. Strong like Habit patting you with his tremor-bandaged hands....

Gentle lashed sheepey doll-eyes... Gentle like how he'd learned through trial n' error to handle you with maximum care.....Never pat the back too much; you'd weird-belch and feel embarassed for not growing past baby behaviour,

So sweet...The smell of the like a googol lilies youd braided in; some of the happiest moments of your life were and are with him

Strong Habit...

Gentle Habit...

Sweet Habit.....

My bestest friend....

Monster Habit. You loved them all; all of them; all of him,

Your turn to carry him now. Hope the old busted back can handle that heh-

It had begun again. You don't mind.

That's what friends are for.

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Well, the scene from my fic is a flashback to when they were kids..a flashback from Kamal when hes an adult, that is. But I decided to draw both of them grown up here. Just felt fitting somehow to tie my whole " Habit and Kamal messing around in nature" series together.

You can read the whole thing here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/51047383

Happy 5th anniversary, Smile For Me!

#smile for me game #s4m #kamal bora #dr habit #s4m au #roseverse #my art #fanart #5th anniversary #not specifically made for it but oh well!

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squigglyboi · 6 months ago

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🌼🌸 My full finished piece for the Smile For Me 5th Anniversary Zine!! 🌸🌼

I had so much fun doing this, I'm glad I got to join!! :D

The website with everyone else's amazing arts are here! 💐

#smile for me #smile for me 5th anniversary zine #flower power collab #digital art #oc art #squig's lil guys

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luviwon · 2 months ago

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ANNIVERSARY BREEDING | s.jy

kinktober day 4! back to the masterlist here!

☆ boyfriend!jake x girlfriend!reader

; before you know it, you reach your 5th anniversary with your boyfriend, and before you feel it, he is 8inch deep inside you. but this time, he will leave a special present there for you.

genre ; smut

taglist ; @blushbunini @moonpri @blackp1nkfan @mitmit01 @pasteltheghost16 @harukayoiiiiiiizzz @mlywon @lhspeachie @seraphira @kaykay11sworld @winuvs @yuniesluv @shhth @rizzki09 @mylettterstoyou @d-dilemma

“jake, this looks perfect!” you screamed, jumping into his arms immediately. “everything is so beautiful” you continued, face hidden into his chest. jake chuckled and held you close, kissing the top of your head. he tried so hard this time, it was completely touching. your 5th anniversary together finally arrived, and after 5 years of being a couple, he still loved you like day 1. and to prove that to you, he spent hours arranging the bedroom for you, countless brand names lying on the covered in rose petals bed.

“i knew you’d love it, babe” he whispered, hands falling down on your waist, you raising your head to see his gorgeous smile. jake couldn’t help but give you a quick peck on your lips, continuing to giggling after that. you looked so adorable, all excited for the surprise and he couldn’t stop himself from showing his affection to you.

hours later, you and your boyfriend were lying in bed together, all the presents unboxed and candles lit up. a restaurant booking was waiting for you in short, but right now all you wanted to do was feeling jake’s heartbeat against your cheek. naturally, you smiled and move your legs on top of his. he noticed so and grabbed your thigh, pulling your leg higher and closer.

“hey!” you shouted jokingly, right hand on his chest. jake winked at you simply and started massaging your leg, top to bottom. your skin felt so smooth under his touch, the shorts you were wearing giving him as much access as he wanted. his fingers trailed lines along your thigh while his eyes only looked at you.

“i love you a lot” he mentioned, “and you have no idea how content i am to be here with you still after all these years”. his words were so precious to you. he was the sweetest boy. you turned your head slightly, catching a glimpse of jake’s profile—his soft features bathed in the faint light, his eyes half-closed, lost in the moment. a warmth bloomed in your chest, your heart racing a little faster. you could feel the tension between you both, growing with every breath, and before you could overthink it, you leaned in, brushing your lips softly against jake’s.

he inhaled sharply in surprise, his body stiffening for a moment before melting into the kiss. jake’s hand moved to cup your cheek, his thumb gently brushing across your skin as he deepened the kiss, taking control. his lips were soft but firm, moving with purpose as he guided the rhythm. your lips met again, this time more urgently, a mixture of tenderness and passion, as if years of emotions were unfolding with every kiss.

your fingers slid up jake’s chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart beneath your fingertips. a quiet sigh escaped your lips, completely lost in the moment. jake shifted slightly, pulling you closer, his other hand resting at the small of your back, pressing you gently against him. he kissed you deeper, slower, savoring the taste, the feel of you against him.

as your bodies intertwined, jake’s hand found its way to the back of your neck, his fingers threading through your hair. the kiss became more intense, almost desperate, as if he couldn’t get enough of you. his breath was hot against your skin, and the world seemed to fade away, nothing existing outside of this moment.

jake pulled back for a brief second, his forehead resting against yours, your breaths mingling. his voice was low, husky as he whispered, “you’re everything to me.”

you didn’t need to respond. instead, you leaned back in, capturing his lips once more. this time, jake let out a quiet groan, completely giving in to the moment. his lips trailed down to your jaw, leaving a trail of soft kisses along your neck, making you shiver in anticipation. jake’s hands roamed over your body, every touch sending a spark through you, leaving your skin tingling in his wake.

you both knew the night wasn’t just about the kisses or the intimacy, but about the love that had grown between you over the years. every kiss, every touch was a reminder of how deeply you felt for each other, and as jake’s lips found their way back to yours, you knew you were exactly where you were meant to be.

“you know,” he stopped the kiss for a brief moment, whispering softly “we don’t have a lot of time left but i’m sure there can be a quickie if you’d like that” jake continued, a guilty smirk growing on his face. you nodded, more than happy to have him, and feel him, as close as possible. jake nodded back, trailing kisses down your body.

he undressed you in a rush, with the same softness and care though, doing the same to his own clothes. jake left wet marks on your chest area, teasing your nipples just a moment through the bra cup, trying to play with you and make you as desperate as possible for him. maybe there wasn’t enough time to give them enough attention yet, but a small tease never killed anyone.

then he reached your panties, beautiful pink ones, with a bow in the middle, almost screaming to jake to be ripped apart. but the gentle boyfriend of yours did not rip anything, instead he pulled them down and opened your legs for him, licking his lips at the view in front of him. he felt himself a second, his boner growing inside his boxers. he died to be inside you right now, to stretch you out again and again, to paint your walls and to make you cum endlessly.

jake took his boxers off as well, his hard cock ahead of you. it looked so delicious, a creamy precum sitting on his head. the previous kiss make-out affected him just as much as it did to you. he spit on his dick, pumping himself a few second while rubbing your entrance at the same time, getting the two of you ready for the small intercourse.

“are you ready baby?” he asked, a stupid smile on his face as you nodded again. there was no much to say, your excitement couldn’t be expressed. you just needed him already, so fucking much. so before you realised, he pushed himself inside you, forcing you to take him all. a loud scream came from you, following to cover your mouth in response. you did not expect him to go all the way, especially without a warning, but he seemed to enjoy it a lot, thrusting hard into you again.

“feels good, baby?” he asked another question, while keep thrusting again and again, but this question did not receive an answer, as your eyes were rolled back and breathe unstable. “you are adorable” he whispered, speeding up inside you and hitting your walls like in a race. he bent down, closer to your chest, and nibbled your nipples through the bra material again, enjoying giving you pleasure, even though limited.

you clenched around him, his cock hitting your spot endlessly while your tits jumping up and down when he stopped teasing your nipples. you held them down, and with another hand you rubbed your clit, giving yourself additional reasons to moan. jake noticed that and took your hand, pinning it down next to you. “who said you can touch yourself, baby?” he asked on a ironic tone and gave your neck a hickey, making you clench your teeth.

“i’ll take care of you fully”, jake reassured you, moving one of his hands down your body, surprising your clit with a fast rub. you moaned his name loudly, trembling under his body. it felt so good, you didn’t want this pleasure to ever stop. but unfortunately you felt too close to keep going, and you needed to cum so good while his cock went up and down inside you. “i will cum any second now” you whispered.

“me too, baby” jake confessed, licking your lips. “i don’t want to pull out” he added, kissing your lips deeply, his tongue asking for entrance, and you let him in. you whined when you heard him saying that, realising how much that thought turned you on. it’s been a while since you let him do that, and since you were on birth control, there shouldn’t be any bad outcomes.

“then cum inside me” you whispered,

“fuck” jake shouted, realising as well how fast that phrase brought him to release inside you. he kept going still, and you climaxed around his cock, a mix of white cum, both of yours, dripping down your pussy. your boyfriend refused to pull out still, being at comfort inside your cunt.

instead, he let his head fall on your chest, holding you tight. “i love you, y/n” jake mentioned, before giving your tummy a small kissy.

#enhypen hard hours #enhypen hard thoughts #enhypen smut #enhypen hard #enhypen scenarios #enhypen x you #enhypen x reader #jake hard thoughts #jake enhypen #jake smut #enhypen jake #jake sim #jake x reader #jake x y/n #kinktober #kpop smut

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themultifanshipper · 2 months ago

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sooo.. i've had this scenario stuck in my head today... in the morning after your wedding night with carlos you both wake up needy bc you were too tired after partying all night... just imagine his raspy voice in the morning telling you to be good for him 😫 i'm a whore for (soft)dom!carlos i need help

You and Carlos met exactly 5 years ago, and you decided to set your wedding date on your 5th year anniversary.

The best man, Lando, along with Carlos's sisters had graciously taken care of everything, and had organized the craziest party you had ever witnessed in your life.

Warnings: smut, softdom Carlos, fluff, daddy kink, marriage kink? Is that a thing?, mention of partying and alcohol induced debauchery.

The first thing you thought when you regained consciousness was ‘Why can't I move?’

Try as you might, your entire body felt like fucking lead.

The next thing your brain supplied was ‘It's too hot in here’ which wasn't particularly helpful, but important to note none the less.

And then finally, ‘Oh my god I got married yesterday!’

Despite your body not at all responding to your brain, you could hear the not so soft snoring of your new husband next to you.

You could also feel his arm draped across your back, along with the itchy feeling of the material of your wedding dress wrapped and tangled in your legs.

It took you a few minutes to regain the feeling in your limbs and you finally opened your eyes.

Thank god you'd had the forethought to close the blinds so the room was still mostly in darkness, save for the warm glow of sunlight streaming through a few small cracks.

Your mind was foggy with the amount of alcohol that was still swirling around your bloodstream, but the heat was stifling and you needed out of the dress now.

You wriggled your fingers and got to work trying to undo it but it was no use with how you had to reach around your back, so you huffed in frustration.

You tried to roll over but failed miserably, stiff muscles protesting at the movement.

Carlos stirred next to you and you turned your head to look at him.

He wasn't in a much better state than you, groaning at the stiffness of his own body as he also tried and failed to roll over.

“Carlos” you tried to say but it came out slurred.

Your mouth was dry and still vaguely tasted of whatever strong stuff you'd probably chugged only a few hours prior.

“Whaah?” he slurred back.

What a fucking pair you two made.

You giggled at his cute face squished into the pillows.

“Carlos… I need you to help me get this dress off”

He chuckled and extended an arm across the space between you to start unclasping it expertly.

“Did I make you all hot and bothered cariño, or wre you thinking about someone else?” he smirked, and you had no idea what that was supposed to mean but his voice was deep and gravelly and you swore his pupils grew in size.

You always thought his voice was hot, but his morning voice was something else entirely, and you'd be lying if it didn't make you hot for an entirely different reason.

The dress came off completely and you groaned at the feeling of cool air on your skin.

“You know…” Carlos said, biting his lip with a mischievous look in his eyes. “We did not consume the marriage”

You burst into a fit of sleepy giggles.

“Consummate, Carlos. Not consume”

He chuckled and wriggled closer to you, so that your noses were touching.

“Same thing” he kissed you and you smiled into it, biting his lip playfully.

“You're my husband, now” you whispered when you parted for breath.

His hand came up to cup your throat gently, not pressing, just one of the little possessive habits Carlos had.

“Turn around” he growled.

You maneuvered your bodies so that he was spooning you, and he quickly undid the slacks he was still wearing from the night before.

Both of you must have fallen into bed exhausted after the wild night you'd spent dancing and downing drinks.

Now that you thought about it, you couldn't remember much after the 4th round of shots Lando made everyone take, but you were sure that was only the beginning of the madness that had probably occurred.

You couldn't dwell on it though, because Carlos was rubbing his tip along your folds and nudging your clit with every stroke.

You sighed dreamily in anticipation, waiting for him to push into you.

“Already so wet my love, you ready to take your husband's cock for the first time?”

He pushed the tip in and you gasped, it was so much already.

It obviously wasn't the first time you'd had sex, but it still felt different now somehow.

He was thick, and when he finally bottomed out, you whined at the intense stretch.

He lifted your leg and hooked it over his hip, changing the angle drastically.

He wrapped a hand around your throat, deep voice rumbling in his chest that was pressed against your back.

“Are you going to be a good girl and take my cock?” he purred.

“Yes” you whined.

“Yes, what?” he asked, cockiness dripping from his voice.

“Yes, daddy”

His hand tightened around your throat and he growled.

“Good girl”

And with that he slammed into you, knocking the air out of you as your cunt clenched around him almost painfully tight.

He grunted and rolled over you so that his weight was pressing you into the mattress.

“Relax, mi amor. You're such a good girl, always taking me so well.”

You whimpered, the fuzziness in your head was only getting worse as his fat cock split you open and you couldn't do anything but lay there helplessly and take it.

Soon the slight pain turned Into pleasure and the noises spilling from your lips sent Carlos into a frenzy, hips slapping against yours relentlessly.

You felt your orgasm creep up on you slowly as he panted and growled into your ear, and every time your walls fluttered around him he let out a punched out groan and his rhythm faltered, taking instead to long hard strokes that grinded into the deepest parts of you.

You were right on the edge, dangling over the precipice when Carlos spoke softly.

“Come for me, my wife”

You tightened around him as you came hard. Your high was as much mental as it was physical. You were Carlos' wife, you realised, the fantasy had finally become a reality. The two of you had never been so close, bodies intertwined as his hand came up to hold yours, both of your gold bands glinting in the sunlight.

Carlos bit into the flesh of your shoulder as he reached his own high, filling you up with his cum and claiming you as his own as his hips bucked involuntarily.

As you both came down, neither of you was able to move, feeling the exhaustion and the ache overtaking your bodies once again.

What on earth had you done last night? You couldn’t remember anything past 1 -ish. You'd have to wait until the photographer released her photo albums.

Carlos chuckled suddenly, making your body rock with the movement, and you asked him what was so funny.

“Nothing, I'm just remembering last night and why I had to drag you to bed” he teased, but you had no idea what he was talking about.

You said as much and his chuckles turned into full on wheezing.

“You… you don't remember what you did on top of the bar? Oh my god I cannot wait for the photos”

You sobered up remarkably quickly at that.

“What the fuck did I do Carlos?”

He snorted and dug his face into your neck and mumbled.

“You were so drunk… you got Charles and George up on the bar with you and started stripping for them. Like… grinding on them and unbuttoning their shirts and putting your hands on their-“

“Oh my god” you whimpered.

Forget waiting for the photos, you needed to prepare the boys' PR teams for the absolute shitstorm that was about to hit the Formula 1 world…

#my thots #carlos thots #carlos sainz #carlos sainz x reader #carlos sainz smut #f1 #formula 1 #request

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hashtagboykisser · 1 year ago

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HARRY POTTER HCS !!

FIRST “I LOVE YOU” !!

prompt: harry potter characters and their first “i love you”s in relationships

characters included: harry potter, ron weasley, hermione granger, draco malfoy, ginny weasley, seamus finnigan, fred weasley, george weasley

warnings: you and seamus smoking in seamus’ part, swearing, physical abuse in george’s part

harry j. potter…

who said it: harry

when: 5th year

“cmon… just a little bit more..” harry cooed patiently, hands placed on your hips. “forget it, harry. i don’t think i’ll ever get it right.” you sighed, wanting to throw your wand down on the ground.

dumbledore’s army had just begun merely a few sessions ago, and no matter how hard you tried, you couldn’t get your patronous just right.

maybe it was because you upset professor dolores umbridge today and pushed her far beyond her limits (not even on purpose, for that matter). or maybe it’s because colin creevey was stuck way too far up your arsehole whenever you would do something wrong when it came to today’s D.A session.

“well, maybe i can give you a happy memory to think about.” harry suggested. “how on earth do you plan to do that?” you questioned, wary of what he may do.

“maybe…like this.”

and with that, harry began to scan your lips with his, feeling for all the fine details that no one else would get to see but himself.

harry felt you smile against his own lips before pulling away, with a lopsided grin smearing his cheeks.

“i love you.” harry smiled, sounding as if he’s been waiting a century to say those words to you.

“i love you too.”

ron b. weasley…

who said it: him

when: 3rd year

“oh no!! oh no no no..!!” the ginger boy roared as he was being dragged by the foot by the black-furred dog (unbeknownst to him, which was sirius black), “i can’t die yet!! i haven’t told (y/n) how much i love her yet!!”

“you bloody moron, she’s right here!!” the shorter bushy haired girl replied, slightly jealous it was her best friends name and not her own.

“i love you, (y/n)! if i die, i promise my ghost will haunt you!!” ron shouted before being dragged away out of sight.

“i love you too!” you yelped, hoping he could still hear you.

hermione j. granger…

who said it: you

when: 7th year

“i know this isn’t much… but i wanted to be able to do something for you for our anniversary.” hermione said, rubbing her neck in pure embarrassment.

you, hermione, harry, and ron were on a hunt to look for all of voldemort’s horcurxes, and because of that, you all were staying in a rubbish tent in the woods.

the tent was empty for the most part, other than the small radio player that had muggle romance music on it.

“harry and ron are out of our hair…well for now anyway. i told them to go look for anything that could be useful, i just wanted to have a nice 3 months you.”

“you kicked them out for me?” you asked, disbelief leaving your throat.

“well yes — and i know it’s not much but-” the brunette would’ve continued if you didn’t interrupt her, and she gives a slight pout because of it.

“but it is much, it is something ‘mione! it is because i love you.”

“i- uhm. repeat yourself, please?”

“i love you, hermione.”

draco l. malfoy…

who said it: him

when: 6th year

“isn’t that right, ms. (y/n)?” the barely human wizard, voldemort, said, looking at you from the other side of table.

you gulped quietly, your shoulders stiffening. “yes, sir.” you murmured, glancing at the platinum blonde boy next to you before averting your gaze.

you and draco grew up together - as your mothers were very close in their teenage years, your fathers, not so much. but they got along okay.

when draco first became part of the death eaters, his mother decided it’d be easiest to have you there, to make it a little less hard on him.

“excuse me for a moment.” draco mumbled, somewhat abruptly, as lucius and the lord were in the middle of a conversation. draco stood up within the blink of an eye, and sped walked out of the room.

“would you be a dear and check on him for me, honey?” narcissa leaned over and whispered in your ear, as you were seated between draco and his mother.

you gave a small half-smile with a nod, as you politely excused yourself, afraid of what voldemort could do if you had done it in a way of which he didn’t like.

you went around the halls of malfoy manor, the walls of which most of your childhood memories took place, as sad as that is.

you saw a crack in the door of draco’s room, and you opened the door a tad more

draco said there, looking down at his folded hands, not saying anything.

“are you okay?” you asked, even though you already knew the answer.

“those meetings…get to me, sometimes.” the blonde mumbled, his voice cracking slightly.

“me too..” you answered, rubbing your hand up and down his back, as you sat next to him.

“thank you, for always being here. i’ve spent my whole life with you, i never want to let you go.” draco said, giving a small smile.

“i won’t ever leave you behind, okay?”

“this is exactly why i fell in love with you all those years ago.”

“wait…what?” you denied, your voice quiet.

“you heard me, i love you (y/n).”

ginevera m. weasley…

who said it: her

when: 5th year (well 4th year for her)

“hey (y/n)!” a familiar, high, squeaky voice called out to you, sounding a bit distant.

“oh, hi, ginny.” you half smiled, looking down at the younger girl.

“i need to talk to you, now.” ginny asked — well demanded, but she meant to ask.

you’ve known ginny long enough at this point to know sometimes, when she wants to ask a question, it can accidentally turn into a demand. especially, when she’s nervous.

“okay, no problem.” you reported, knowing exactly what she was going to say.

she grabs your wrist with a firm grip — but not firm enough for your to be hurt. and walks you down to a more empty side of the hogwarts express.

“i love you. and quite frankly, i hate it when you spend more time with my brothers and less time with me because it’s not fair, i fancy you!” the smaller ginger insisted, with a small stomp of her foot to show she meant what she said.

“i love you too, don’t worry, gin.” you spoke, as you tucked a string of hair behind her ear, that was before in the middle of her face.

she gave a lopsided grin before happily skipping off and giving a sing-songy goodbye.

seamus d. finnigan…

who said it: him

when: 4th year

the yule ball of the 1994 school year was slowly coming to a close, but you were unable to find where your date had ran off to, one moment he was with his best friend, dean thomas — and now you have no bloody clue where he is.

there was only one placed you hadn’t looked yet — the astronomy tower.

you begin your walk up the tower of many staircases and you hear some intense coughing the higher and higher you reach.

before your eyes, you see your boyfriend — or date, or technically boy friend, as the relationship between the two of you is a bit complicated, with a cigarette between his fingers.

“hey seamus.” you say, as you sit down next to him, leaning into his touch.

“hi doll.” he says, grinning as he puts an arm around your waist.

“can i smoke with you?”

“absolutely not, angel!” seamus gasps, shocked, putting a dramatized hand to his chest, his mouth open a gap.

“huh? why not?” you asked, now just confused.

“because! i love you! i’m not letting a gorgeous goddess inhale that shit!” seamus replied, now tossing his cigarette away into the distance.

“you love me?”

“with every inch my body stands.”

fred g. weasley…

who said it: him

when: 5th year (3rd book/movie)

“i don’t know how you could even do this, i don’t know what half of this is supposed to to mean..” your ginger boyfriend said, cuddled up into your side, as the two of you studied for the following potions exams.

“well, to make it’s quite simple, it’s just seeing it on paper is the hard part.” you said, nudging him slightly, to make sure he wouldn’t fall asleep again.

“oh, how so?” he asked.

“well actually you take the-”

and before you could get any further, your boyfriend pecked you on the lips.

“sorry, at first i was interested and then i just didn’t care anymore.” fred said with a chuckle.

“fred gideon weasley!!”

“i’m sorry, i love you, does that make it better?”

“i… yes.”

george g. weasley…

who said it: him

when: 7th year (5th book/movie)

i mustn’t make mistakes any longer.

the words on your arm continued to ring in your ear, like the tangy feeling on your tongue after eating spicy foods.

none of this would’ve happened if you didn’t snap at the new d.a.d.a teacher - dolores umbridge.

the torturous (literally), cruel woman put you through so much pain in one detention.

don’t get me wrong, you’ve gotten detention once in 2nd year, but this could never compare.

the words on your arm were the ones that made you cry terrifying sobs as you had to continue to write and write and write - thanks to your low physical pain tolerance and somewhat sensitive heart, you just couldn’t bare it.

sprinkles of raindrops began to form in your eyes, they ground onto the table you were sitting at, as you tried to rub your eyes before anyone happened to notice.

“hey, love, are you okay?” george weasley - your boyfriend asked, scurrying over to you.

your arm was angled in the correcting lighting and point of view to where the taller ginger could see your scars perfectly.

“blimey!” your boyfriend shouted, pointing, before madam prince gave him a stern shooshing.

“what happened?”

you clung onto him immediately, sobbing quietly,

“hey love — it’s okay, i love you, i’m here and i always will be.”

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musaslullaby · 4 months ago

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I didn't forget it

Carlos Sainz x lettore

Summary: You and Carlos were doing an interview and he forgot your anniversary

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Interviews were stressful: a thousand people asking about your relationship and always prying into your personal business, but the ones with my boyfriend were always the best. His smile calmed me, and his hands, somehow always in contact with my skin, had become my chamomile.

Today was a special interview: Carlos and I would simply have to answer questions from our fans, nothing easier.

"Let's start with the first question. Y/n and Carlos, how did you meet?" asked the journalist with a sweet smile on her face.

"Classic question," I said, laughing. "Carlos, would you do us the honor of answering?"

"Claro, mi corazón. We met in a club in Monaco. She was drunk and practically fell on top of me," said the Spaniard with a smile, recalling that night.

"But you're not from Monaco. Why were you there?" asked the woman in front of us, furrowing her brows.

"I was simply there on vacation with my friends," I replied with a natural smile, calmly addressing the interviewer's pure curiosity. "They still don't believe that I'm with a Formula 1 driver and that I literally fell on him by sheer chance."

"The best fall of your life," said Carlos, looking at me with his brown eyes full of genuine playfulness. I gave him a light slap on the arm, and he let out a cute muffled chuckle.

"I see there's no lack of chemistry here," said the woman, laughing. "But let's move on. The second question is, how long have you been together? Y/n, don't answer, let's see if Carlos remembers," said the interviewer, winking at me.

At that point, I turned towards Carlos, looking at him, waiting for his answer, even though I was pretty sure he knew the date by heart.

"Hey, you're conspiring against me," said the guy, pretending to be offended. "Of course, I know the date. We got together on April 5th, two years ago."

The blood froze in my veins, and I turned pale. The date was wrong, completely wrong.

I shot a deadly glare at Carlos, who smiled at me.

"What's wrong?" he asked, making an innocent face.

I couldn't believe it. He said that the day we got together was the best moment of his life, and now he didn't remember the date.

"Something tells me you're in trouble, Carlos," said the interviewer with a smile that showed a hint of disapproval.

"I was joking. I know the day we got together: it was December 20th. It was the best Christmas gift I could have gotten," said Carlos, brushing my cheek, and the tension suddenly disappeared.

"You scared me," I said with a smile.

"I could never forget our anniversary; you're too important to forget," he concluded, holding my hand affectionately.

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