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tinycoffeeroom · 4 months ago

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yes chef! | daniel ricciardo

face claim: laura harrier ♡

request: here !

pairing: daniel ricciardo x black!chef!reader

requested: hello ml !! 🫶 I stumbled upon one of your F1 smau’s and the way I swallowed your blog whole right after, I loved it all !!😭 I’d love to request a smau with Daniel Ricciardo x fem!chefreader, like maybe her studying to become a chef, or right up to her exams and graduation? It’s all good if you don’t wan’t to, have a wonderful week either way🫶 - 🍊🫒

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📍 Marriott Hotels

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danielricciardo one last night away before exam season for my little chefling x

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cheflingy/n thank you for taking me away my love ❤️ gonna miss seeing your stupid face 24/7 😭 ↳ danielricciardo gonna miss your stupid face too... after exams you're coming to every race with me no exceptions! ↳ cheflingy/n sure thing handsome x

fan it's not a danny ric post if he doesn't rub it in our faces that he's dating y/n and we're not ↳ fan ikr like can you share with the group please ↳ danielricciardo i don't share my food ↳ fan we were talking about y/n ↳ danielricciardo so was i ↳ cheflingy/n down boy!

fan y/n what do you rate the hotel pasta out of 10? ↳ cheflingy/n hmmm a 6? the sauce was nice but was lacking a little in the taste department... if we were at home i'd have added some chili flakes which would have bumped it to a 7! ↳ fan the hotel should be honoured to receive a 6 from chef y/n ↳ cheflingy/n chefling! not passed my exams yet!!

fan y/ns so pretty im gonna scream ♥️ danielricciardo

fan will we be getting a y/n recreates?? ↳ cheflingy/n yeppers! will work on it when i get home 🩷 ↳ fan thank u queen x

francisca.c.gomes barking at the top of my lungs ↳ cheflingy/n come give me a kiss xxx ↳ francisca.c.gomes running as fast as i can!!! ↳ danielricciardo pierregasly we should kiss too ↳ pierregasly come here big boy

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cheflingy/n y/n recreates part 15! we visited the Marriott in New York and had their spaghetti alla vodka! you might have seen in danny's comments that i rated it a 6/10 due to the little flavour in the sauce but with a few chili flakes and a little balsamic vinegar, we have a strong 9/10 on our hands! link in my bio ❤️

also swipe for my favourite 10/10 meal x

danielricciardo omg stop objectifying me 🙄 ↳ cheflingy/n you literally called me food in your last post ↳ danielricciardo ... you got me there

fan y/n being the queen of the thattoo agenda ↳ cheflingy/n i rule that shit with an iron fist ↳ fan knowing y/n gets to see the thattoos in all their glory 😔 vs knowing she'll share with the group 😀

fan y/n recreates is back!!!! looks yummy, wish apple would create a way to smell through a screen ↳ cheflingy/n it was very good!! the recipe is in the description of my youtube, you should make it with me!! ↳ fan i will do it purely bc you suggested it 💞

lilymhe can i have some too 🥺 ↳ cheflingy/n ofc lils!! i'll make you some special pasta for the next gp x ↳ lilymhe i'm in love with you

maxverstappen1 funnily enough the 3rd slide is also my favourite meal ↳ cheflingy/n you take the outside i'll take the inside ↳ maxverstappen1 divide and conquer, i like your thinking 🫡 ↳ danielricciardo it's like i'm just a piece of meat to them

fan i live for the fact y/n joins in with maxiel ↳ fan essentially a throuple at this point ↳ cheflingy/n i would rather eat my own toes than enter a throuple with max and daniel ↳ maxverstappen1 rude? ↳ cheflingy/n mf you BURNT a salad, idek how you managed that... at least danny can cook a mean steak ↳ maxverstappen1 it was too close to the stove :(((( ↳ fan im sorry he burnt a salad???? new max lore unlocked

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maxverstappen1 i am outside your door ↳ danielricciardo ominous? ↳ maxverstappen1 open up i want a y/n apple turnover ↳ danielricciardo sorry cant hear you over the sound of me chowing down ↳ maxverstappen1 i know how to pick locks. ↳ danielricciardo ... who taught you that? ↳ maxverstappen1 y/n :) ↳ danielricciardo she never showed me how to pick locks :( ↳ maxverstappen1 pretty privilege, sorry you wouldn't understand ↳ danielricciardo im gonna spit on your turnover ↳ maxverstappen1 kinky x

fan share with the group please ↳ danielricciardo nope!

cheflingy/n i'm glad you liked them handsome x ↳ danielricciardo when does your class end so i can give you a fat kiss? ↳ cheflingy/n i'll be home in an hour x ↳ danielricciardo yippee!! x

fan honey b 😭 she even made a cute nickname out of that whack ass nickname ↳ danielricciardo WHACK ASS??? now that's crazy, give me a reason why i shouldn't block you ↳ fan i bought enchanté merch ↳ danielricciardo you're safe for now.

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cheflingy/n pastry week got me feeling like... can't wait for final exams next week so y'all can start calling me chef y/n for real

danielricciardo sneak one home pls xx ↳ cheflingy/n already put one in a container x ↳ danielricciardo no one snitch on me to my trainer

landonorris does that mean we have to say yes chef to anything you say? ↳ cheflingy/n yes x ↳ landonorris ok slay ↳ cheflingy/n that gave me the ick a lil bit ↳ fan same ↳ fan same ↳ danielricciardo same ↳ oscarpiastri same ↳ landonorris ?? disrespect???

fan y/n what dessert is that it looks yummers! ↳ cheflingy/n is just a really fancy carrot cake!! will post the recipe when im home 🩷 ↳ fan i love you.

kellypiquet p would like some carrot cake too! (and her mum) ↳ cheflingy/n tell p we can have a baking session soon! miss her little face x ↳ kellypiquet and me? ↳ cheflingy/n i miss your little face too x

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cheflingy/n doints in the bank so my man gets a steak xx

danielricciardo im her man 🥰🥰 ↳ cheflingy/n damn right you are!

maxverstappen1 i won the race, where's my steak? ↳ cheflingy/n kellypiquet ↳ maxverstappen1 stole my man, won't even cook me steak... what's the point of being world champ if i don't get SHIT ↳ kellypiquet big baby, she texted to say she'd bring some over when they're back from the cabin ↳ maxverstappen1 yippee!!!

fan steak, chicken AND lamb??? oh she's in LOVE love ↳ cheflingy/n he deserves it x

oscarpiastri can i get some steak too? 🥺 ↳ cheflingy/n ofc ofc!! i'll bring some to the next race 🧡 ↳ landonorris me too! ↳ cheflingy/n you can have whatever oscar leaves. ↳ landonorris what the fuck

fan ratings? ↳ danielricciardo 11/10 she never misses ↳ fan wish that was me...

fan did you get chance to watch the race??!! ↳ cheflingy/n i may have skipped a practice session to go on sunday... ↳ fan you're the reason we have doints we love you ↳ cheflingy/n it was all down to danny's driving i promise!! i just sit there and look pretty!! ↳ danielricciardo the prettiest x

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cheflingy/n who up ratting their touille rn??!!

bffstagram MEMEMEMEME!!!!! ↳ cheflingy/n how's that fourth red bull treating you? ↳ bffstagram i can see sounds.

fan she's just like me fr: losing her mind during final exams ↳ cheflingy/n now who said i'm losing my mind... ↳ cheflingy/n you would be right tho my eyeballs ache from being open for so long

mercedesmgf1 we can send you some lewis hamilton monster to help you stay awake 🩵 ↳ danielricciardo this is a red bull house ONLY ↳ redbullracing iktr! y/nnie we have a special care package coming your way soon 💙 ↳ cheflingy/n i love you red bull

lilynzeimer what happens if we're not ratting our touille? ↳ cheflingy/n you gotta step your game up!

landonorris the girl in the second pic is cute, she got an @ ? ↳ cheflingy/n you stay away from her she's a good girl. ↳ landonorris c'mon, you know i'm a nice guy ↳ bffstagram unfortunately for you, i'm allergic to papaya :) ↳ bffstagram i am however, a big fan of chilis x ↳ carlossainz55 good to know 🤨 ↳ cheflingy/n get your flirting OUT of my comments

fan you got this y/n!! can't wait to call you chef y/n properly!!! 💘💖💗💞💕💗💞💝💖💓💕 ↳ cheflingy/n thank u i love u 🥺🩷

fan when's the last exam miss chefling?? ↳ cheflingy/n tomorrow!! luckily we get our results in a week so i wont be climbing the walls for too long!! ↳ fan good luck!!! you're gonna smash it!! 💘💘 ♥️ cheflingy/n

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danielricciardo after 4 long years, my girls finally a graduate ❤️ chef y/n i love you and i'm so bloody proud of you x

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chefy/n danny 🥹 thank you for the flowers and the cake and for just being there with me, i love you so so much ❤️ ↳ danielricciardo i love you more my sexy gordon ramsey

vcarb congratulations y/n!!! we may have an opening in red bull hospitality for you 😉 ↳ chefly/n love y'all but i am very happy just following dan around the paddock on race days 🤣

maxverstappen1 simp ↳ maxverstappen1 also congrats y/n! now about that meal you mentioned last week... ↳ chefy/n man can i enjoy my post grad vacay first damn 😭

alexandrasaintmleux chef y/n we love you 💜 ↳ chefy/n i love you alex 💛 ↳ charles_leclerc don't suppose you fancy sharing some of that cake? ↳ chefy/n come over, doors unlocked! (bring alex too) ↳ charles_leclerc you just want to see my girlfriend... ↳ chefy/n correct captain obvious

fan she changed her @ !! chef y/n welcome we love you!!! ↳ chefy/n i love you too!!!

bffstagram that's my favourite chef right there!! ↳ chefy/n thank you chef x ↳ bffstagram you're welcome chef x

landonorris let's go chef y/n!! you should celebrate by bringing me and osc those banging pastries in your last vid ↳ chefy/n if you run over here in time, there may be some left 🤫 ↳ oscarpiastri you should have seen his little legs it was giving scooby doo ↳ chefy/n giving? we need to get you away from that man ↳ oscarpiastri please...

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📍 Spain

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chefy/n week away with my love ❤️ spain was so so gorgeous i couldn't resist picking up a camera and documenting danny trying to make paella, coming to youtube tomorrow x

danielricciardo i think i did a banging job ↳ chefy/n sure you did babe x

maxverstappen1 where was my invite? ↳ fan breaking up the throuple fr 😔 ↳ chefy/n you have your own plane you could have flown over ↳ maxverstappen1 WAIT that was an option? ↳ chefy/n no x ↳ maxverstappen1 that's just cruel...

fan are we getting a y/n recreates of dannys paella?? ↳ chefy/n is that something you would want?? ↳ fan YES ↳ fan YESYEYSYESYEYS PLEASE ↳ fan it's a need not a want y/n please!!!! ↳ chefy/n i hear y'all, i'll get started soon x

kellypiquet gorgeous girl x ↳ chefy/n love you kels x

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danielricciardo welcome to the Enchanté cafe. All meals provided by our resident chef 😉

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fan STOP y/n making the food for the promo videos 🥺 i love them

fan and WHY were there no videos of y/n cooking? ↳ danielricciardo she didn't wanna steal my limelight ↳ chefy/n i'll be uploading a bts vid to my youtube tomorrow, you'll see me there 😉

chefy/n that food looks super yummy! ↳ danielricciardo yeah i heard the chef graduated top of her class ↳ chefy/n damn she must be good then ↳ danielricciardo the absolute best x

enchante the resident chef is never allowed to leave ↳ chefy/n i would never want to ❤️

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a/n: my first emoji anon! hi! and welcome danny ric to tinycoffeeroom! i hope you enjoy and that i did your request justice! <3 also psa i looooveeee the honey badger nickname pls dont kill me 😭

taglist: @golden-hoax

#daniel ricciardo x reader #daniel ricciardo x you #daniel ricciardo imagine #daniel ricciardo fanfic #f1 social media au #f1 x reader #f1 imagine #f1 smau #f1 fic

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f1version · 2 years ago

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LOST COWBOY HAT ★ DR3

pairing: daniel ricciardo x celebrity!reader (she/her)

summary: You find a cowboy hat while you’re at a photoshoot, then the F1 fandom goes crazy on you because it’s supposedly Daniel Ricciardo’s lost hat.

note: it’s race week for the australian gp, so technically it’s danny ric’s week. have this as my holy offering for the dr3 agenda xx

danielricciardo • Melbourne, Australia

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danielricciardo Someone stole my hat, here’s me smiling through the pain, and our last memory together.

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redbullracing SOS mission find danny’s hat activated

maxverstappen1 translation: he left it at the studio during a photoshoot, and when he came back the next day it wasn’t there

danielricciardo you can just say i lost it. i hate you.

landonorris can i laugh?

danielricciardo NO

yourusername • Melbourne, Australia

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yourusername just found a hat, feeling good xx

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redbullracing that’s a good cowboy hat you have there

yourusername hi redbull racing, now that you are here can i get a paddock pass for next weekend?

redbullracing boss (daniel) says yes

theynwardrobe i can already FEEL people asking where are the boots from

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yourusername ❤️❤️

dr3things wait a damn minute

yourusername • Melbourne, Australia

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yourusername danielricciardo i am told i have your hat. hope you know how to fight

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danielricciardo we can fight. maybe at a restaurant, next week, after the race, 7pm. sounds good?

yourusername oh? maybe we could do that, or who knows if there is something available tomorrow? if not, see you on paddock mr ricciardo

redbullracing two worlds collide

yourusername hi redbull can u tell daniel i think he is cool?

redbullracing i do as mother says🫡

char16lec danny ric did not just hit on a philanthropist super model because he left his hat at a photoshoot and she took it

maxdan11 he really did, what a legend

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yourusername i think he has a crush on me or something…

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danielricciardo a crush is just the beginning of it

yourusername it’ll be fun to find out all of that

landonorris this man has dedication fr, boy has been crushing on u since 2019

danielricciardo LANDO NO THEY CANT KNOW

yourusername danielricciardo “i’ve liked you for a very long time now, y/n, it’s ridiculous” this u?

danielricciardo all dates. cancelled.

redbullracing welcome to the family!

danielricciardo

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danielricciardo it looks better on her, doesn’t it?

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yourusername you’re cute or whatever

danielricciardo no u

redbullracing we’re pro matchmakers fr

maxverstappen1 ok but what about me

danielricciardo i’ll always love you babe

yourusername disappointed but not surprised

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deakyjoe · 7 months ago

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Pattern Breaker

Pairing: Robert “Bob” Floyd x Reader (afab)

Category: smut, fluff, friends to lovers, idiots in love

Summary: A love confession turns to more once Bob knows you’re interested.

Warnings: 18+, smut (!!), protected p in v sex, f receiving oral (pussy eating king), vaginal fingering, grinding/dry humping, handjob, kissing, groping, scratching/marking, Bob fucks, love confessions, fluff, talks of bad dates, reader described as having hair and being shorter than Bob (but nothing else), swearing/cursing - let me know if I missed anything!

Word count: 7.1k (it kinda ran away from me)

A/N: My humble contribution to the Bob Fucks Agenda 🫡

Consider buying me a coffee :)

Bob Floyd was head over heels in love with you.

Yet he had no idea what series of mistakes had landed him here. In the Hard Deck. With you. Sat next to him. In a tight booth. Your thigh pressed up against his. Tracing patterns with the tip of your finger on the back of his hand. Many would argue that this didn't seem like a bad thing. Why would something so intimate with someone he was in love with be a mistake? Well, the issue was that you were doing it in a totally platonic way.

You were doing it mindlessly too, as you engaged in idle conversation with Phoenix opposite you, which almost made it worse. Bob Floyd's brain was whirring at a million miles per second over something you were doing without even thinking about it. It took every ounce of self restraint to stop himself from moving. Closer to you or further away, he didn't know. But he tried to stay still. So very still. Just so you'd keep doing it.

He was also desperately trying to pay attention to the story you were telling Phoenix, about the latest bad first date you'd been on. It appeared to be a regular thing with you. A string of first dates where you knew before you'd even ordered the entrées that they wouldn't be the right guy for you. And you always had valid reasons, at least in Bob's opinion.

"He told me he doesn't like sunsets." You groaned. "Like, who doesn't like sunsets?"

Bob personally loved sunsets.

Phoenix frowned at you. "Did he give a reason why?"

Bob imagined that Phoenix was feeling a little guilty about the whole thing. After all, she was the one who'd set you up with this guy. But he was thankful for it. He didn't know what he'd do with himself when you finally managed to find the right guy and it wasn't him.

"Something about the day ending and having a mindset about being on the grind I think, I don't know." You sighed, pausing your finger's movement against the back of Bob's hand for a moment before carrying on. He almost had a heart attack when you pressed your cheek into his shoulder and started leaning against him as well.

"Sorry it didn't work out. I can find you another guy maybe, umm..." Phoenix trailed off with a thoughtful hum.

But you waved her off. "No, it's okay. I think I'm done with blind dates for now."

Bob's head snapped towards you. Oh?

"If you're sure." Phoenix started to rise from the table, pressing her hands into the wooded surface. "I think I'm gonna call it a night. See you two tomorrow."

"Goodnight, see you tomorrow." You smiled at her, nudging Bob with your elbow when he stayed silent.

He flinched away from you. "Ow! What? Oh. Yeah, goodnight."

Phoenix's eyes flicked between the two of you, an amused huff leaving her mouth before she gave you both a mock salute and left the bar.

There was a silence between the two of you for a moment as you relaxed against Bob's shoulder a little more.

"What about you? Ready to call it a night?" You asked, turning to rest your chin on his bicep so you could look up at his face.

He glanced at you briefly, turning away again when he realised how close your faces were in that position and cleared his throat. "No, I'm good here for a little longer. If you are?"

You nodded and sat up, extracting yourself from his touch completely. Bob almost sobbed at the loss of contact.

"Yeah, I'm good." You paused to take him in, how he wasn't looking directly at you. He did that sometimes. You always figured he was just a little awkward about eye contact. Which was a shame considering his eyes were your favourite shade of blue.

Bob did flicker his eyes towards you then, wondering why you were staring at him silently. "Are you okay?"

You shrugged. "I kinda wanted to talk to you about something."

"Yeah?" He turned to face you properly, knees angled towards you to show that you had his full attention. "What about?"

You looked at him for a few seconds too long, enough to make him anxious and you think that maybe you'd given something away with your eyes. "You know how when we met we just clicked?"

Bob was surprised at that question. But he knew exactly what you meant. So he nodded. "Yeah."

You scrunched your nose and looked away from him for a second. "Well, I'm not clicking with any of these guys I'm going on blind dates with."

He knew that, you’d said as much. So he really didn't know where you were going with this. "Okay...”

"I just wish it was as easy as it was with you. Like we just work together so perfectly, I don't even feel like I'm trying with you."

He opened and closed his mouth a couple of times, looking sideways at you. "Uh-"

Your eyes widened and you were quick to clarify, hands held up in apology. "And not like I don't put any effort into it with you but just like I don't feel as if I'm constantly trying to make it work, y'know?"

He nodded again. "Sure."

You sighed frustratedly. "Do you get what I'm trying to say here, Bob?"

"Not really." He shook his head and gave a weak, apologetic smile.

You chuckled. "I'm trying to say that I've never clicked with a guy like I have with you."

"Right." He straightened up.

"But we're just friends." You said slowly.

He hesitated. "Mhm."

You squinted at him. "To cut it short I'm trying to say that I think I'm in love with you."

Bob could have fallen out of his seat.

"Oh!"

Now, that caught him really off guard.

"Well, I'm trying to figure out my feelings for you. Because they're certainly more than friendly!" You laughed quietly. "Which isn't really fair. To me or to you. But it's gotta be done because I'm sick of not clicking with men and being on dates where I'm just constantly thinking of how much easier it would be if I were sat across from you instead."

Bob ignored most of your rambling, fixating on one little statement. "Why's it not fair?"

Your face crumpled momentarily. "It's going to make it awkward for you if I am in fact in love with you. And it's unfair for me because I might be in love with a guy who only views me platonically."

Bob looked at you for a moment, eyes wide and almost pleading, and uttered your name softly.

You frowned. "What?"

He gave you a meaningful look.

"You do view me platonically, right?" You leant backwards. "Right?"

He glanced away from you before looking back, giving a short and sharp shake of his head. No.

The world shook around you.

"But- but you never made a move. I thought that you..." You trailed off into distressed thought.

"Oh, I made moves. Just not very obvious ones apparently." He cleared his throat with a quick cough, scrunching his face momentarily in embarrassment.

"Why did you never just say?"

"I guessed that you weren't interested since you never seemed to reciprocate my- my moves." He scratched at the back of his neck, feeling embarrassed at the thought of his moves.

"But I'm all over you!" You exclaimed. "I'm so touchy!"

He froze and turned to you stiffly. "I thought you were just like that. With everyone!"

"Have you ever seen me touch another human being half as much as I touch you?" You said monotonously.

"Well..." He thought about it. He hadn't. You gave hugs, sure. But you certainly didn't stand with your head resting on anyone's shoulder, arms wrapped around their bicep like you did with him. You didn't sit next to anyone, legs resting over their thighs, like you did with him. You definitely didn't trace patterns on the back of anyone's hand like you had been with him earlier.

You let him think about it for a few moments before interrupting his thoughts. "You didn't answer my question. Why didn't you just say?"

Bob looked deep into your eyes, recognising the look of regret he could feel within himself. "By the time I had the courage to... the friendship was already solidified. And I thought it would ruin it."

"Oh, Bob." You smiled widely at him. "You should've said something. I had a huge crush on you when we first met."

Have a huge crush. Have.

He perked up slightly. "You did?"

No. Do.

"Yeah! I buried it after a while because I figured you weren't interested. And now I'm realising that I'm probably in love with you anyway." You found it almost funny how the two of you seemed to be in the exact same situation and yet had no idea how the other was feeling.

He decided to be honest. "It would certainly brighten my day if you were."

You had a thought suddenly. "Walk me home?"

Bob felt a sense of whiplash from the rapid change in topic. But didn't question it. "O-okay."

You grinned at him and motioned for him to get up, following him out of the booth and grabbing his hand once you were stood next to him. Not having to worry about closing out a tab with Penny since you'd been paying for drinks each time you ordered, you didn't hesitate in dragging him behind you out the back door of the Hard Deck and onto the beach.

You took a glimpse at Bob next to you, finding him already watching you. "Figured we could do the moonlit beach walk on the way back to my place."

He just nodded, not missing the way you were still grasping onto his hand as the two of you started walking in the direction of your home. The moonlight beach walk wasn't an uncommon occurrence between the two of you. You'd done it countless times before, in fact. It was just a nice thing to do that happened to involve some nice views that you both enjoyed. It just felt different this time, Bob thought to himself.

He had to ask. "Your last blind date, did he really not like sunsets?"

You looked at him, delighted by the seemingly random question. "Yeah. How off-putting is that?!"

"Very." Bob mumbled. "Y'know... I really like sunsets."

Ah, you saw what he was getting at.

"I know." You chirped. "I'll never forget the sunset on the day we met when you explained that the reason they're so colourful is because of the way the light scatters through the atmosphere. It was very purple that night."

His eyebrows shot up. He'd forgotten he'd told you that. But you were right. It had been very purple. He'd watched you take about thirty photographs of the sky. And knew then that he was in trouble.

The rest of the walk back to your place was quiet, a few passing comments made between the two of you as you pointed out a cute dog and Bob showed you where new flowers were beginning to blossom on a tree you regularly saw. Your hands stayed intertwined the whole time, swinging gently between your bodies.

It was easy. Just how it should be.

Silence shrouded the two of you as you approached your front door, wondering what was supposed to come next. Bob was still hung up on your sudden abandonment of your conversation back at the Hard Deck as you stopped at your door. Why had you dropped it?

The question escaped him as you suddenly tugged him a lot closer, so your chests almost touched, and lowered your voice.

"Come inside."

It wasn't proposed as a question, or even a request, but as more of a statement. Like you were telling him that he should follow you into your home to find out what happens next. Because of this, Bob could only reply with one thing.

"Okay."

There was no turning back now.

You beamed at him and rushed to unlock your door, flicking on a light switch once it was open and ushering him in behind you. Bob had been to your place countless times before, even crashed on your couch once or twice after nights there had run a little too long, but this time felt different. Just like the walk on the beach had.

He supposed it was because of what the two of you confessed earlier that night. But he still couldn't shake the thoughts about the fact that the conversation hadn't carried on to a point where he knew what was going to happen next between the two of you. Bob wanted answers. And he guessed that they were hidden in the depths of your home.

You guided him to your kitchen, offered him a drink which he politely declined, and stopped suddenly in the middle of the room to turn on your heel and look at him.

"Do you know why I asked you back here?"

He stilled a few paces in front of you. "Honestly? No."

You smiled at that. "Because I decided that I am."

Bob was even more confused. "Am what?"

You barked out a laugh like you suddenly realised you'd left out half of your sentence and that what you'd said had made no coherent sense. "In love with you. Absolutely head over heels. One hundred per cent.”

He said nothing in reply, sensing that you had more you wanted to say. He was right.

"And I wanted to be able to explore that possibility for us without prying eyes. In the privacy of my home." You huffed, slightly frustrated. Bob took a single step towards you. "I don't- I don't know how to say this."

He closed the gap, hands resting on your arms to reassure you. You'd never struggled to tell him anything and he certainly didn't want that to start now. "It's me. You can say anything to me. You know that. It's okay."

When you met his gaze again, your eyes were slightly glassy with tears. But you blinked them away. They were angry tears at yourself for taking this long to get to this point with him. It should've happened so much sooner.

Your eyes flickered to his lips. Bob knew what that meant, he was feeling it himself, but wanted you to say it.

Letting out a slightly shaky laugh, you composed yourself. "You might need to let me spiral and talk for a minute."

He smiled softly, surprised he wasn't doing his own spiralling and talking in this situation. "That's okay."

You nodded and sighed. "Okay, so. I don't want things to change between us. Well, I do. But, like, not everything. I still want us to be us. I still want to be able to tell you everything and have easy conversations and just go for walks on the beach and talk about meaningless things and have you explain stuff to me that you think I'll find interesting and sit close to each other just because we can not because we have to."

You stopped for breath and Bob felt like he was having to restrain his heart from bursting out of his chest.

"We'll still just be me and you and things will be easy between us. Like they always have been. But now... instead of sleeping on my couch after late nights, you'll- you'll sleep in my bed. And we'll kiss and, god, have a lot of sex I hope."

Bob chuckled at that and you joined him, happy to see that he wasn't freaking out at everything you were saying.

"We'll still be me and you but just... evolved. Right?"

Bob had started the evening knowing he was head over heels in love with you. He couldn't believe the night was ending with that love somehow growing even more, combining with yours to create some force that defied the laws of nature. The room was practically swimming in it, he could feel it prickling at the surface of his skin and taste it on the top of his tongue.

He nodded firmly at you. "Me and you but evolved."

You visibly relaxed under his hands and smiled giddily up at him. "Great, can you kiss me now?"

You didn't have to ask Bob twice.

The kiss started off sweet, almost innocent. A few, slightly open mouthed, pecks as the two of you giggled against each other. It was something new for the two of you. So even thought it felt right, it was still new territory to explore. But it didn't take long for it to take a turn. As soon as you opened your mouth fully to lick gently against Bob's lips, it was like something in him snapped.

An arm snaked around your waist and tugged you flush against him, chest to chest, and his other hand tangled in the back of your hair. His nose crammed into your cheek, his glasses falling slightly askew, as he licked into your mouth hotly with his head angled down to meet you halfway.

Your head whirled with the thought that he was good at this. Bob Floyd was an extraordinarily good kisser. Why hadn't you done this sooner?

You let out soft moans to encourage him despite him not even seeming shy about the idea anymore. In fact, Bob had no sense of restraint left in him. He'd waited so long for this, for you. And now he was lost in the feeling of your skin against his and the sounds you were making in reply to what he was doing. Which is why he let his hands drift across you more, not anchoring his touch to any specific place.

You felt like you were on fire, no time to breathe as breaks for oxygen were mere fractions of a second long. You'd never imagined him being capable of making you feel like this so quickly. Your lower abdomen burning with desire and your panties already practically soaked through. And he hadn't even touched you intimately yet. You could only hope that you were having half the same effect on him.

Bob's hands lowered themselves slowly, tracing along your ribcage, circling your waist, gripping at your hips, before he tentatively let them rest on your ass. You hummed in motivating appreciation and pushed yourself up even more to kiss him impossibly harder. He took that as a good sign, fingers digging into the flesh beneath them and rocking your pelvis towards his. Where you found that he was hard.

A noise rumbled in your chest, leaking out as a high pitched whine directly into his mouth.

Bob pulled away with a slight look of concern in his eyes which now held almost no trace of the blue shade you'd come to adore, pupils blown wide enough to engulf his irises. "Is this too much? We can slow down."

You shook your head, slowing down being the last thing you wanted. "No, I'm just surprised that you're so... handsy. I always thought you were a gentleman."

"Oh." He blushed a deep red, the colour reaching the tips of his ears. "I'm just eager, I guess. We can wait. I mean, I can wait. If it's too much."

You leaned back in closer to him, lips brushing across his. "Don't you think we've waited long enough?"

He did.

Somehow the second round of kissing was even more searing, almost consuming, than the first. Your arms wrapped around his neck, one hand gripping tightly onto his hair and tugging occasionally. Bob didn't let up squeezing at your ass after he'd realised that the sound you'd made previously was one of pleasure and not pain, rocking your hips into his a couple times more for good measure.

When his lips moved to trail a line of kisses down your jawline and onto your neck, your eyes practically rolled back into your head. This was too good to be true. You were stood in your kitchen, at almost midnight, and Bob was sucking a hickey into your neck. How was this even real?

You realised that if you didn't move soon then the two of you were going to end up fucking on the kitchen floor. And whilst you weren't totally against the idea, you figured you should at least offer him the comfort of a bed for your first time together.

"Bedroom, Floyd. Now." You gasped, grasping his hair to pull him away from your neck. But when you got a good look at him, you almost abandoned the idea completely. His hair was ruffled from where you'd been pulling at it, his glasses sat crookedly on his nose, his face was flushed a rosy pink, his lips were swollen and kiss bitten, and his eyes were darker than you'd ever seen them. He was a sight to behold.

You snapped back to reality, fixed his glasses so they sat correctly on his face, clenched your legs together, and grabbed a fistful of his shirt to tug him behind you towards your bedroom. Bob, of course, had no complaints about this and followed you very happily. After watching you kick off your shoes as the both of you scurried down your hallway, he did the same. Not many thoughts were occurring in his brain at that moment, not any clean ones anyway, but one thing was certain as he looked at you: he'd never wanted someone more.

The bedroom door slammed shut behind him and before he had the chance to take in any of his surroundings he was pressed up against it and your lips were on his again, your hands desperately clutching at the bottom of his shirt to untuck it from his pants.

"Why- do- you- always- wear- your- uniform?" The question was asked between fiery kisses. Not that you were complaining. You loved to see him in his uniform. But he always looked so formal.

Bob waited until you were too distracted trying to unbuckle his belt to kiss him so he could get his answer out fully. "You once told me I look handsome in it."

You paused and tilted your head up to look at him. Taking in his open expression, you could tell that he was being honest. "God, I fucking love that you listen to me."

He laughed momentarily before his jaw snapped shut and he swallowed thickly as you began fumbling with his belt buckle again. "Your hands are shaking."

The observation was simple but had you freezing anyway. "Care to help a girl out then?"

Bob could tell that you were getting anxious, nerves suddenly overruling the initial excitement and lust. He could understand. He was currently running on the high of you dragging him to your bedroom. Maybe you also needed something like that to keep you going.

He glanced over your shoulder towards your bed and nodded towards it. "Lie down."

Bob watched as the fire quickly re-ignited in your eyes and you did as you were told, bouncing on the mattress as you sprawled yourself across it. Undoing his belt completely, he took a few steps towards you until he stood between your open legs.

You pushed yourself up onto your elbows to watch him eagerly. The mattress dipped as he knelt on it and crawled across it until he was hovering over you.

You hummed quietly, teeth sinking into your bottom lip. "Hmm, I like this position."

He leaned in close, as if going to kiss you. "I thought you might."

His voice was low, rumbling deep in his chest. It was a tone you'd only had the privilege of hearing a few times before. During late nights when he was tired and could barely keep his eyes open as you continued to talk his ears off with meaningless nonsense but did so anyway just so he could listen to you talk. When he'd held you close to him during crowded nights at the Hard Deck and spoken directly into your ear so you could hear him over the sounds flooding the place. Moments that were intimate between you both but you'd been too oblivious to see as more than platonic.

It was the voice that Bob Floyd used to flirt with you.

You pulled back, wide eyed, to get a good look at him. "Oh, my god. You have made moves."

His brows scrunch for a moment, a confused laugh bubbling out of him. "Yeah, I said so earlier."

"I know but that voice." You poked his chest accusingly. "It's your flirty, sultry, bedroom voice! You've used it on me before!"

"It's not my-" He paused, thinking about it for a second, and then shrugged. "Oh, yeah. Maybe you're right."

"I like it, it's hot. Do it again." You giggled when he rolled his eyes, reaching your hands up to start unfastening the buttons on his shirt.

"And what would you like me to say?" His voice dipped back down to the low tone and you had to suppress a shiver.

"Anything. I just like hearing you talk." You reached the last button and helped him slide the shirt from his shoulders, revealing a white undershirt that you knew always resided underneath. The brown uniform shirt was discarded somewhere on your bedroom floor.

"How about how I think it's time for you to start removing some clothes? Since my shirt's off and my belt is unbuckled." His raised a finger to trace along the neckline of your t-shirt.

You whined. "Not fair. You're not even showing any skin yet. If I take my shirt off then all I've got is a bra on underneath."

Bob chuckled, low voice lost for a moment. "Is my white t-shirt not the equivalent of your bra?"

You pondered it for a moment. Maybe he was right. "Depends if you like the way my tits look in this bra as much as I like the way your biceps look in that white shirt."

He took a quick glance at his arms which were caging you into the bed, hand planted on either side of your head. "My biceps, huh?"

"A weakness of mine, I admit." You shrugged and sat up, pushing at his chest to give you some room. "Have to stop myself from biting them when I rest my head on your shoulder."

"For the record, I'd totally let you."

With a laugh you took Bob's hands in yours and guided them to the hem of your shirt, giving him a nod of confirmation. "You would now but let's be honest, it would've been a little unusual of me to just suddenly bite you before."

He tried desperately to keep eye contact with you as he pulled your shirt over your head and tossed it aside. "Maybe, but I wouldn't have said a word of complaint."

"I'll remember that for the future." You paused and noticed his frozen stare. "You're allowed to look, y'know?"

He knew but he was holding himself back with the knowledge that he'd probably go feral once he saw you without a shirt on. Just below his eye line he could tell that the bra you were wearing was lacy and pretty much see-through. He took a deep breath before looking properly and let out a very low groan when he saw that your nipples were hard and very visible through the fabric.

Bob's dick twitched in his pants at the sight. He feared he wouldn't last very long once the two of you actually got going.

You leant back on your hands and watched him look over you. It was kind of entertaining and certainly a confidence booster for you. "Like what you see?"

His eyes met yours again. "Shut up. You know I fucking do."

That sent a ripple of heat through you. Despite knowing him for so long, you'd never heard Bob curse. He'd let out the occasional damn at big inconveniences but never anything more than that. You figured it was part of him being such a gentleman and the fact that he loved to point out that his mother raised him right.

"Careful, Floyd. That dirty mouth will get you in trouble." You flattened your back onto the bed again, pulling him down on top of you by a handful of his shirt.

"If by trouble you mean with you underneath me then I'm willing to take that risk." His voice somehow got lower, a raspy edge being added to it. It's like he knew exactly how to break you.

You grabbed his face in your hands and pulled him down to kiss you again, you'd gone too long without feeling his mouth on yours, and you revelled in the grunt he let out against your lips.

This was a whole new side to Bob that you were seeing. And you were loving it. Somehow it was still so easy, the two of you continuing to just bounce off of each other and the sexual chemistry was luckily just naturally there as well. You thought it may have been slightly awkward between you but you'd never felt so confident about sleeping with someone in your life.

Bob realised he should probably check something before the two of you got any further so pulled away momentarily. "Do you have a condom?"

"Oh, yeah! Wait, hang on-" You slid away from him, hanging over the edge of the bed to rifle through a drawer in your nightstand. Producing a small box, you waved it triumphantly at him.

"Hoping those blind dates were going to be successful, huh?" He teased, reaching out to grab your waist to drag you back underneath him. He was relieved you had the box but if you didn't then he knew it wouldn't have stopped him from doing other things to you until you were able to buy some condoms.

Your jaw dropped. "No! Just never underprepared."

"I applaud your readiness. I'm sure if the apocalypse hits then we'll be thankful for your supply of condoms."

"If the apocalypse hits then we'll be tasked with repopulating the Earth and have to have lots of unprotected sex to do so." You bit back playfully, glad to see when his eyes fluttered shut momentarily at the mention of doing it raw. "Oh, you like that thought, huh?"

"You caught me. Guilty." He raised a hand in surrender before gesturing at you. "Now let's get naked so we can have lots of protected sex."

You had to fight back a surge of laughter but let a few giggles escape when you found Bob looking at you with an amused look of his own. You were glad that the two of you were still able to joke and be you even in an intimate moment like this, relieved that it didn't suddenly become serious.

Clothes were discarded and quick kisses were exchanged as the two of you inched closer and closer to where you both really wanted to be. After your bra had been unclasped and thrown into the void with every other item of clothing, and Bob had thoroughly explored your chest with both his hands and mouth, you fell back onto the bed with him on top of you for another round of kissing. It's like the two of you couldn't keep your lips separated for longer than necessary.

His bare chest pressed into yours, a sheen of sweat gliding between you, as he rocked his hips against you, grinding his hard length into your clothed pussy.

If you'd told Bob at the beginning of the evening that this was how his night would end then he would've laughed and told you he didn't believe you. But now that he was here, he couldn't have imagined it any other way. That's what made him realise that enough was enough.

He suddenly broke the kiss and sat up again, kneeling in between your legs. Hooking two fingers into the waistband of your panties, he made eye contact with you. "May I?"

You nodded vigorously.

Bob shook his head. "Words."

You could've orgasmed right there and then. "Yes, you can."

He took that answer and started to slide your panties down your legs slowly, helping you to lift your hips to get them off easier. Once they reached your ankles he plucked them off and cast them aside, planting a quick kiss on your calf before lowering your legs either side of him again.

You reached for the condoms to pass them to him, aware that you were only the one step of removing his underwear away before he'd finally be inside you.

But he pushed your hand aside, choosing instead to slide his palms down your thighs. "In a minute."

"We haven't got forever, y'know. Get on it." You laughed, curious as to what he was doing.

"Gotta get you ready first." He mumbled, pushing your legs apart so he could see better.

Oh? "I can assure you that I'm plenty ready and wet and would like your dick inside me now please."

"So polite." He hummed with a smile on his face. "And I can see how wet you are. Just gotta make sure that you're relaxed enough to take me."

"Somebody's confident about their size, huh?"

He laughed as he shook his head. "Would you rather me not go down on you?"

As much as you were teasing him not to, you very much wanted him to. "Fine, if you insist." You replied with a sigh and an exaggerated roll of your eyes.

Bob almost chuckled, but when he looked up into your eyes again he was met with an angelic vision. You were stretched out on the bed, naked, for him. All for him. He reminded himself to thank the universe at some point. But, before that, he needed to thank you by making you come.

He shuffled back on the bed, moving your legs over his shoulders as he did so, and laid flat on his stomach before you. And got to work.

Bob practically devoured you.

You writhed underneath his grasp, one of his arms thrown across your stomach to keep you in place, as he licked and sucked at you. Your clit throbbed against his tongue as he flicked it from side to side over the sensitive spot. One of your hands flew to tangle in his hair as your legs trembled on either side of his head.

"Oh- oh, my god." You panted, chest heaving with laboured breaths. You looked down at him to see that his glasses had fogged up. You let out a slightly strangled laugh at him as he decided to slide a finger into you at that moment.

"Fuck me. Fuck, fuck, fuck." You gasped and collapsed back onto the pillows.

Bob moaned into you and you let out a cry at the feeling of the vibrations running through you. His finger pumped in and out of you. Slowly at first before he increased the pace and then, once you were somehow even wetter, introduced a second finger.

And with two of his fingers inside of you, bending slightly to hit that sweet spot inside of you, along with his tongue making tight little circles on your clit, it didn't take long for the pressure to build in your lower abdomen and then suddenly explode through you. Your body shook with pleasure, a tidal wave of profanity and primal noises escaping your mouth.

Bob gave you no time to rest though, surging up your body and kissing you again, giving you a taste of yourself which had you moaning into his mouth. When he pulled back again, you smiled. His glasses were still foggy.

"Can you even see through these?" You asked, reaching up to take them off of him. Wiping gently at the lenses with your bedsheets, you awaited an answer.

"Not really. I usually take them off for this kind of thing. But I forgot. In the excitement." He looked away from you, embarrassed. Funny how he could still be shy despite having just eaten you out like no one else had before.

You hummed quietly, taking his face in your hands to direct him to kiss you again after you'd placed his glasses down on your nightstand as you wrapped your legs around the backs of his and bucked your hips up towards him. "Are we going to do something about you now? Because I know you've been hard since we first kissed."

"I was hoping you hadn't noticed how quickly that happened." The low, raspy voice was back and you felt yourself melting a little on the inside.

"Difficult not to when we were practically dry humping in the middle of the kitchen." You trailed a finger down his torso over his, extremely sculpted, abs and stopped at the waistband of his boxers, hooking the tip of your finger inside.

He watched what you were doing. "I did get a little carried away there, granted."

You paused, asking him the silent question of approval to carry on, before slipping your hand into his underwear and grabbing him. His skin was soft and velvety under your palm and, before you even had the chance to start stroking him, his dick twitched in your hand. "Mmm... so sensitive, Bobby."

He whimpered quietly, squeezing his eyes shut.

You reached for the box of condoms again, realising this probably wouldn't last very long if you did much else with your hand, and pulled one foil wrapper out. Quietly uttering his name to get him to open his eyes again, you pushed the condom against Bob's chest. "Put it on."

He didn't reply, didn't need to reply, just followed your instructions and did as he was told. Straightening up again into a kneeling position, he flailed around a little in an attempt to kick his underwear off. You tried not to laugh. When he succeeded, he ripped the packaging open with his teeth and rolled the condom onto himself in one smooth motion. And then he positioned himself over you, notching the tip of his length at your entrance.

He looked down at you for confirmation to go ahead.

You had one last teasing comment. "Your confidence in your size was warranted."

He huffed out a laugh. "I'd be insulted in your lack of confidence if I didn't love you so much."

Warmth bloomed through your chest. It had been implied several times throughout the night but hearing the words come out of his mouth meant so much more. He loved you.

You beamed up at him. "Glad to know that your love for me overrides any possible offence. I'll be using that to my advantage in future. Now please fuck me, I'm going crazy here."

Bob adored the way you were able to flip a conversation so easily. But he was glad you'd said it as he was beginning to experience his own temporary insanity being on the brink of having sex with you but not quite being there just yet.

He pushed into you slowly at first and then all at once, not being able to hold himself back. Once he'd bottomed out he paused for a moment, a choked groan leaving his throat. You whined at the stretch, glad for the previous orgasm prepping you for this.

"Just- just give me a second." Bob warned you, hanging his head as he took deep breaths.

Patiently, you waited.

Thankfully, it didn't take long for him to get a grip of himself as he eased out of you before slamming back in again. You gasped at the sensation. He set a pace, a steady yet almost brutal one. The loud sounds of sex filled the room and you hoped your neighbours were long asleep.

Bob buried his face in your neck, using his elbows to keep himself from smothering you. The noises he let out into your skin were heavenly and you were thankful that they weren't too muffled. You clawed as his back, making scratches that you'd have to apologise profusely for the next day.

"Fuck, harder please. Please harder." You didn't think it was possible for him to go any harder, the way he pounded into you already making the headboard shake, but you begged him to anyway. And somehow he found a way.

Your skin prickled with a burn where he slapped against you, one of his large hands sliding down to grip harshly at the flesh of your ass in order to pull you impossibly closer to him. He continuously hit that sweet spot inside of you, your eyes rolling back in your head at the feeling. The pressure was steadily building in your stomach, getting tighter and tighter with every thrust of Bob’s hips.

You clung onto his shoulders tightly as you plummeted off the edge, your thighs locking in on either side of him to lock him in place. Bob paused his movements for a second, feeling you clench around him as your throat formed a silent scream that came out as a gasp, and only started up again when you relaxed beneath him.

He pulled away from your neck to look down at you, finding a giddy smile on your face. He kissed you, all teeth and tongues, as he pumped into you a few more times before spilling into the condom. And then he collapsed on top of you.

The two of you stayed there for a couple of minutes, both catching your breath.

“I’m glad you had so many failed dates.” Bob whispered into the glistening skin of your chest.

You laughed quietly. “Me too.”

He eased himself up slowly, pulling out of you with a hiss, to dispose of the condom. “Do you think Phoenix purposely set you up on bad dates so you’d admit your feelings for me?”

You thought about it for a second. “Probably. She knows I’ve had a crush on you for forever. And I can’t think of any other good reason that she’d set me up with a sunset hater.”

Bob pulled back the covers on the bed and gestured for you to get in, crawling in beside you. “Can’t believe that guy.”

“I know!” You laughed and turned on your side to look at him. “Wished she’d done it sooner then we could’ve been doing this for a lot longer.”

He joined in on your laughter. “Trust me, we’ll have plenty of time now to be doing this a lot more.”

You smiled. “I’m glad.”

He smiled back. “Me too.”

You scooted closer to each other, limbs tangling together into one big mess, softs words of love exchanged between you as you drifted off into a peaceful sleep in each other’s arms.

A/N: this is the longest thing I think I’ve ever posted as a single thing… hope you enjoyed!

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dj got us falling in love | lando norris social media au

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a new hobby can sometimes open many new avenues, sometimes even lead to love

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landonorris: the morning after the night before

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landonorris: dj got us falling in love or something like that, love you baby.

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note: I'M BACK - so my absence was a lot longer than expected, i graduated uni (with a first, i'm so stoked) and my housing has been a whole mess. i worked at silverstone, hence the inspo for this imagine... ENJOY !!!

#f1 imagine #f1 x reader #f1 instagram au #f1 x you #f1 #lando norris insta au #lando norris x you #lando norris x reader #lando norris imagine #lando norris

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artdcnaldson · 5 months ago

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my former horseback rider ass is here with the switch!dodge mason agenda 🫡

so many fics about dodge teaching you about rodeoing and how to ride (which i fucking love don’t get me wrong hehe) but what about reader who also rides and competes? sort of enemies to lovers? maybe you’re a barrel racer and he’s a saddle bronc, so he likes to jab at your event and you jab at his.

although you’re not competing against each other directly, you see each other at basically every rodeo and have developed a wicked rivalry between you. truthfully, neither of you know how or why it started. you got along when you were younger, little kids stumbling around rings and playing in the dirt while your parents rode, but once you hit your teen years it was like a switch flipped. he started pulling on your pigtails and you were never gonna back down from that fight.

now, a few weeks post-graduation, you’re double checking your tack when in comes dodge fucking mason fresh off his bronc and still riding his adrenaline high.

“good luck out there with your little obstacle course,” he sneers at you.

“at least i’ll keep my braincells in tact instead of losing them all getting bucked off… or wait, you didn’t have any to begin with did you?” you roll your eyes.

you almost miss the way dodge’s eye twitches and his jaw clicks. maybe it’s the adrenaline, maybe whatever back and forth you two have been doing has just finally reached its breaking point. suddenly, he’s pulling you into the empty stall next to yours and crowding you against the wall. he grips your jaw and forces your eyes to meet his.

“you think you’re smarter than me, huh? you think you’re so slick, but i see the way you look at me. you’re as fucked up for me as i am for you.”

the dam breaks. his lips are on yours and his hands are everywhere, one grabbing your ass, the other snaking under your shirt. you’re returning his fervor with your own because as much as you hate to admit it, he’s right. you have been looking, you have been simmering every time he’s put his goddamn hat on some buckle bunny who doesn’t even know what a bridle is.

the hand on your ass moves to tease at the waistband of your jeans. ever the infuriating gentleman, he’s asking for permission. you grind your hips forward and he takes the hint, shoving his hand into your panties.

“fuck— already so wet for me, baby,” he breathes into your neck, where he’s been laving open mouthed kisses that make your head spin. you let your head thump against the wall behind you and moan as his fingers find your clit. he thinks he has you under his thumb, and in a way he does, but you’re not letting him win.

in an instant, you’re pushing forward and his back is hitting the wall on the other side of the stall. his eyes widen and his mouth falls open.

“aw dodge, you’re all fucked up for me?” you grin, gripping his now straining cock through his jeans and giving it a harsh squeeze. “you know what i think? i think you’re just like your broncs out there. i think you just need a good ride to calm you the fuck down.”

he’s panting now, the shift in his demeanor so clear and desperation suddenly written all over his face. he nods his head and a whimper escapes his lips. his big wet eyes search your face and you’re already unbuckling his belt, but you pause and raise a prompting eyebrow at him.

“i’ll— i’ll be good,” he whines. “i’ll be good for you, i fucking swear, just touch me, please touch me”

your grin widens, “see? was that so hard?”

oop this got so long but i need to put him in his place and have him put me in mine after ,,, sighhh power struggles <333

-🎀

i think you just need a good ride to calm you the fuck down

What if I just fucking DIED

sighhhhh dodge mason fucking around with pretty little thing that gives him attention at the rodeo. And you saw it, one time. The way he lead some skanky white trash girl into the backseat of his car. Shouldn’t have stayed as long as you did, but you watched him peel off the stupid, tight shirt she wore, mouth at her tits, grab her ass through her tight jeans with the bedazzled pockets.

You scoffed. Of fucking course that’s what he liked. Bimbos playing cowgirl Barbie.

And it’s fucking infuriating because he’s good. It would be easier if he had fumbling hands and couldn’t find your clit and didn’t set every single nerve of yours alight. But you’re aching for it— while he shoved you against the wall in the empty stall and rubbed at your clit, mouth searing and hungry against yours.

But you can’t let him have you that easy. He needs to fucking work for it. You’re not one of the girls he takes to his car, fucks, and leaves out to dry— you’re the grand prize.

He’s hard through his jeans, straining against the thick fabric. He bucks against your hand as you palm him and mouth at his throat. You have to make him beg— make him ask for what he’s so freely given all the time. To be a good boy and prove he deserves it.

Need him to sink to his knees and eat you out, his hands on your ass, guiding you to grind against his mouth and face. Make him prove he can get a girl off before he gets to sink into you, to fuck you nice and rough the way you like <3

Walking out of the stall after pretending like nothing happened, like he didn’t just cum in your mouth and he can’t still taste you on his tongue. Like you won’t have bruises shaped like his fingers on your hips.

#SIGHHH #🎀 anon #dodge Mason

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theanimeroom · 1 year ago

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iichigo who moans super loudly whenever he’s about cum 😩 god i need him badly

time to push one of my favorite agendas 🫡🫡

down bad!ichigo kurosaki who’s favorite time of day is the moment he gets to come back home to you. in a profession where he spends most of his time being chased and attacked by ravenous monsters, coming home to you in your barely there pajama set is just what he needed to take the edge off. he moves like a snake when he walks through the front door, slithering quietly through the house as he searched for his next meal. when he found you in your shared bedroom, laid out against the sheets, the man knew he was hovering over you in an instant.

down bad!ichigo kurosaki who wasn’t really one for explanations, and only latched his lips onto yours the moment you noticed his presence in the house. also down bad!ichigo kurosaki who rips your clothes off without a second though because the thought of you hiding your body under those clothes is absolutely ridiculous.

down bad!ichigo kurosaki whos cock is already heavy and leaking for you. you’d have half a mind to remind him to grab a condom if you ever remembered to use one, but you’d never stop yourselves from feeling the way that one prominent vein on the underside rubs just right against your walls every time he pulls out of you.

down bad!ichigo kurosaki whos cock is just thick enough to make your eyes cross when he enters you. he’s long enough to press firmly into your g-spot, his dick just perfect for you and you alone. your voice gets caught in your throat whenever he pummels his way back in, his deep voice sinking deeper as you squeeze him so perfectly

down bad!ichigo kurosaki who’s so fucking noisy when he’s close, so you actually had to gag him one time. you were riding his cock like there was no tomorrow, his mouth stuck in a permanent 'O' shape as little ah’s slipped through. his dad was in the next room, and you knew that if he got any louder than that, which he would, that the old man would come barging in on you in no time.

down bad!ichigo kurosaki who proved his status as a A-Class WHORE when his eyes rolled to the back of his head, a guttural moan leaving him only because you shoved your previously worn panties into his mouth as a gag.

down bad!ichigo kurosaki who’s ten times worse when you have the house to yourselves. when he starts to feel that knot tighten in his lower belly, his hips start to roll so deeply you think he’ll breach your throat, his thrusts hard and as far in as they could reach. his eyes are screwed shut and he’s not hearing any of your pleas, only chasing after his own release with a new found vigor

down bad!ichigo kurosaki who rambles about how good you feel half of the time, and how pretty and too good for him you are the other half, and you wouldn’t have it any other way. his voice hitches up an octave or two, and his hands grip your skin so tight that the bruises he leaves behind form dark purple finger prints on your hips. he talks as if he was alone in the room, not jackhammering your shit until you were seeing stars

“hmmm, you’re so fucking warm i could stay here for days,” “i wanna fuck you so bad baby,” “you’re so pretty, how did i manage to get so lucky?” “fuck…fuck, fuck, fuck,” “my baby has such a perfect body, fuck i don’t deserve you at all,” “wanna fuck you like you deserve… yeah? that sound nice?” “i’m gonna come inside this tight little pussy baby, is that what you want?” “yeah…fuck i’m gonna come”

down bad!ichigo kurosaki who when he does come, he lets the whole fucking world know it. he’s a toe curler, you can’t convince me otherwise. this mans body will take a screenshot the moment his orgasm hits him, every muscle in his body going stiff as he releases the most guttural sounds you have ever heard in your life. if one of your ears wasn’t being smothered by the bed sheets below you then you had full access to the moans and shuddered breaths the male regurgitated, his voice raw from being put to use so vigorously

down bad!ichigo kurosaki who rolls his eyes when you bring up his vocal nature later on, watching as you teasingly smiled at him in hopes for round two. you didn’t really have to hope for it though, because he’d give you whatever you wanted and then some at the snap of a finger, all you had yo do was ask.

#i did not proofread this #like at all lmao #but i DID enjoy writing it 👁️🫦👁️#blues asks 💎#blues anons 💙#bleach smut #ichigo kurosaki smut

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boinin · 1 year ago

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official release of chapter 240 is out!

I swear, when I first saw this panel, I was thinking huh, the goalkeeper's got a cute design, wonder why they're focusing on hi—ohhhhh.

Dumb baby chick *facepalm*

Without his noodle bang, I found it hard to identify Nagi.

I really like both these panels, even if I'm questioning the translation choices. Not Rin calling Nagi a goddamn zit 😭 But both of them look amazing. I enjoy doe-eyed Nagi.

Isagi being so happy to crush Kaiser 🔥 Talk about consistency. He's the same as he was when he beat Team Y and Niko, but even worse somehow.

It was a good week for those of us that like side characters. Nanase! Tokimitsu! Zantetsu! Growly Wanima brother! They look great in their respective team uniforms.

The bottom Nanase panel has me convinced he's the blursed lovechild of Isagi and Yukimiya /s not really but he looks sooo like them both here

Look at this underrated lil Moomin 💓💓💓

Another panel of Rin serving ✨ Nomura must have missed drawing him lmao. He gives serious Sae vibes with his hair pushed back.

Rin's always been pointier-featured than his brother though. Isagi looks so babyfaced next to him.

Honestly, so many of the panels this chapter rock. Like, the Kaiser ones are all chilling. But of course, filthy shipper that I am, this is what I was waiting on from the official release. I'm clearly not the only Kunigiri enthusiast in town:

PO2 scanlation on left, official translation on right.

There's many ways they could have phrased it, but they went with this🫡 between this and "Prince Uncharming", they're not subtle about their agenda.

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jayflrt · 4 months ago

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if you left any clues in this chapter, i let you know I can’t pick it up because i felt they were left in some kinda human experiment. how have they not got alcohol poisoning atp ?? i have no clue on alcohol, since I don’t drink but assume that many shots of alcohol would be bad. or did math be wrong in my mind ? the haze felt like, it was they lived a normal life in the morning and at night some magical creatures 🧛🧛🧛🧛🧛. I feel like this was a mild haze because most insane thing was doing exercises after shots. Also Jay is so smart for the presentation thing, I would have thought of it and made some kinda random thing. talking bout a broad topic but giving one single message that’s smart 🫡 I want Jay so bad honestly. be MINE JAY AHHH 🐺🐺 it’s time for me to get into my thinking chair (pls get the blue’s clue reference) and put my thinking hat on. so far im just so taken back with everything however, I haven’t lost my goal yet. I have grown some suspense towards sunoo and rest of yn’s friends. first sunoo has been acting kinda weird lately, I always had my suspense with the friend group. most close people are on the suspect list always. after the small thing Chaewon pull im so confused idk if this small agenda against yn because of her past. but I don’t want to put her on the suspect list because only issue is heeseung was in love with yn while dating chaewon. people can be nasty but I don’t think she would go that far ? but she does fit the unknown doing it for their personal gain ?cuz a little revenge for ruining her relationship (as in chaewon’s) with no actual faults of her (yn) ? I know we are nearing the time yn finds about Jay but if i ignore maybe it’s not real 😅. actually what if you feel evil and go “surprise it was yn !” the whole time and she wanted to see how far jay was willing to go hide his secret. It because equal level of betrayal on both sides 😅 okay no don’t this because wtf that’s actually insane. pause, this might be nice approach because her dad has so high expectations and shit. maybe ? just…. okay no. anyhow I have no additional, suspects so far. I saw you say this maybe be 80 parts long well sign me UPPP im so invested. wait did you already reveal the secret that they blackmails Jay with ? cuz for some reason in my mind he has fake the administration and shits like that ? and maybe manipulate with the scores for him to be closer to suspect ?? or am I just tripping ??

ALSO NEXT UPDATE ARE WE GETTING LIKE THEM CONFRONTING YN ABOUT WHAT HAPPENED OR NOT BECAUSE ILL LAUGH 🙏OR DID SHE ALREADY TELL ANTON ALONG THE LINE OF “hypnotically speaking, what if you fucked (with clothes on) your crush who is also friends with your ex and childhood bestie who is still in love with me, totally didn’t happen to me asking for a friend ?” at most random hour of the midnight 😅. I just know yeonjun would be first one to question it from both yn and jay, THERES NO WAY IN HELL HE WILL LET THAT GO. I KNOW HES NOT CONVINCED praying for jayn HAHAHAH ‼️ actually non of them is convinced im praying both of them. Jayn wanted a put of sight out of mind situation but now everyone kinda knows. and curious.

theory anon

LMFAOO i used that chapter more for relationship developments between different characters (especially jay) and i Did seed some plot points that i want to incorporate later but nothing that would be obvious right away if that makes sense 🤧 LMFAOO yeah it's kind of a lot but they'll live!! with terrible hangovers the next morning probably 😃 yeah the exercises added with their lack of sleep the entire week would've been brutal 🥲 and the constant anxiety that they're doing something wrong or gonna get in trouble for something,, and i def used this chapter to flex how smart jay's supposed to be LOL that is MY main character <33

sunoo and mc are weirdly secretive of their friendship i'd say so definitely some suspicion there ! and chaewon's intentions with trying to put jay and mc on the hot seat are interesting too,, and could potentially be because of heeseung?? jay now knows her father was the one who wrote the article on mercy health too so if not her, her father does know something about what happened there 🫢 and anything can happen !! but you're right that we're just about nearing the time that mc finds out about jay 🥲

also yes it's gonna be around 80 parts!! maybe longer?? hopefully not because i don't want to have to make a second masterlist 😿 but i gotta do what i must for the storyline 🙏 also jay's "secret" hasn't been revealed yet!! also his client got his admission into yale falsified (not his scores) but that's also somewhat hanging over his head and keeping him working for someone he doesn't necessarily like or agree with because he's already in too deep of a hole :')

LMFAOOO pretty much all of them know Something is going on between jay and mc but just don't say anything because they either don't wanna accept it (the case for hoon and heeseung LMFAO) or they're just satisfied watching it unfold before them (100% yeonjun)

#💌 : love notes #theory anon #series: yours forever in 786

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lietpolski · 2 years ago

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0.) for bulgaria,,,,,u knew this was coming

ur the king and i'm the court jester doing a little hws bulgaria jig for your entertainment 🫡

1) what would their social media page/activity be like: i hate to say this... but this guy is on facebook!!!! maybe he has a twitter but he tweets like once every 9 months and it's like "Hi. I'm hungry". if this is canonverse where humans know nations exists he gets caught liking romania fancams (he doesn't know likes are public) old man bulgaria u mean the world to me

2) what animal they remind me of: your drawing of him as a black bird is the first thing that comes to mind!! :O

3) my thoughts on their design/aesthetic alone: BABYGIRL his canon uniform is SNAZZY and i just,, like how plain he is ig :,) it suits him and it's a great contrast next to ro's design!! 10/10

4) physical headcanons: i think he's a foodie!! especially when he's sad, he gives off the vibes that he curls up on the sofa with a tub of pistachio ice cream and cries the night away.... idk if this counts as a physical headcanon but i think he's physically older than ppl think!! i don't have a concrete age for him but smth like 26-29! he has a bit of a baby face though bless him (and i'm just VERY soft for romania finding him pretty,,)

5) social headcanons: he def keeps to his social circle i think!! he has a decent number of friends buuut he probably hasn't made new ones in decades :,) i think people often overlook him and don't think much of him because of his more meek disposition around new people and not being very flashy!

6) psychological headcanons: HE'S SUCH AN EMOTIONAL GUY,, which is so sweet considering i think that a lot of these characters have grown tough skin from their old age but bulgaria is so baby... he is resilient ofc!! but he shows a lot of emotions!! he wears his heart on his sleeve you can read him so easily :,) i also live for bulgaria with a,, weird fractured sense of pride? he's insecure about a lot of things, but at the same time he's prideful and a bit egotistical at times in a naive unintentional way. i feel like he also idolizes people and concepts very easily!

7) ship(s) with them that I like or at least consider: he and romania are an on-and-off married couple made for each other!!! but but but you've made me think about things like ro/bul/hungary and ro/bul/greece and those r super fun too! :O and i have this weird rarepair of him and england :,) for personal and deeply emotional reasons i also need him and serbia to fuck

8) made-up connections with other characters that weren't in the canon (friends, enemies, whatever): he likes russia a lot! and if i dare push my yugotalia agenda real quick... he adooores macedonia!! ALSO his relationship with hungary is so underexplored!! they don't have the same feud that she and romania do, but i think (at least historically) they get on each other's nerves and there's been a lot of tension there (hatefuck threesome when?) england likes to vacation at his home and b annoying. he kinda hates turkey but they're also friends (in typical balkan fashion) & he and greece would be good buds!! skiing friends too :D

9) headcanons about their past: fella has been through a shit ton!!!! if u ever ask yourself "why is he like this" the answer is what 500 years of ottoman occupation does to a mf hgjfg... and i like the hc i mentioned in my fic of him trying to get ro to marry him in the late 1800s to early 1900s :) ALSO him and greece's feud during the byzantium era!! he was scary back then!! i also loooove it when he's depicted as having been older during the ottoman years and so feeling some sense of responsibility for the other countries around him :,)

10) content about them I'd like to see more of: aaah him during either of the bulgarian empires!! under ottoman rule!! more balkan war stuff!! historical human aus!! i love him being pathetic but i want to see him angry and happy and powerful and in love and heartbroken and 🥺 also i. can never have enough vampire aus im weak

#I LOVE HIMMMM thank you sm for giving me an excuse to talk about the babygirl TY!!#ask #maia talks

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m1ckeyb3rry · 4 months ago

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I’m realizing that typos that ended up autocorrecting into being from me typing so fast so if anything ever doesn’t make sense lmk LMAO

SHSH IM SO EXCITED FOR THAT OTOYA FIC childhood friends too good…like there’s just so much potential in that trope I feel jsjshdjsja

LMAOOO imagine the diff between Karasu being all sappy and Otoya being like “just get a side chick” I can see it

LMAOOO loser Nagi slander I laughed but fr!! Bye whipped Karasu is gonna be the end of me guys

NO FR HEAVY ON THE BAROU??? Like wdym red flag he’s literally husband material get out. But honestly he has one of the best growth mindsets imo too like he’s willing to learn from his mistakes and even kinda learns to communicate??? Also I have no idea how much of the light novel snippets you saw but essentially he’s a mamas boy (YEAHHHH) and basically helped around the house since he was 7 to help his mom out while his dad was working he def would have sm respect for his partner….also because he has two little sisters I feel like he’d grow to be protective over them for sure too….we need more people spreading green flag karasu agenda though like no this boy his bf material marriage material fr LMAO I forgot but he landed himself on the top 10 “would want to date irl” ranking list in Japan I think LMAO as he should

I’m gonna lose my mind when that match gets animated fr where’s that meme pic that’s like “I liked this before it was famous” that’s literally us….like we are the OGs LMAOOO

I NEED THE SISTER REVEAL SO BAD TOO I’m begging that he gets a light novel chapter and we see her OR we get one of those panel snippets again where we see her watching the match livestream (like Chigiri and Kunigami’s sisters or Aryu’s parents) actually you’re so right can someone just reveal everyone’s family members rn likeee I’m dying to see more of their lives outside of soccer too…and BABY NAGI FR I feel like that’s a lot of coping from me but baby nagi…..I need that visual (imagine he had one of those fuckass bowl cuts at some point in time too LMAOO then got too lazy to ever get a haircut again which is why it is the way it is now)

DHJSSH TAKE YOUR TIME!! I’ll be here patiently waiting for your next masterpiece…trust I will be reading those non-BLLK pieces regardless although I might have less commentary if I’m unfamiliar with the series LOL but I am very excited for the hioris works too and hollyhock….and my reqs…and POTENTIAL PEREGRINE COMEBACK??? Guys….prayers have been answered I love a good stream of content I can’t wait to read everything fr (seriously was in a drought for so long this is like paradise LMFAO)

Also I saw that nagireo post and I’m with you LMAO secret third option is that they suddenly become very static together…I’m ngl it’s kinda hard being not a fan of nagireo because er. Ok I’m sure not everyone is like this but many of the vocal fans on social media are uh. Not as receptive to constructive discussions…yeah…I’ll leave it at that LMAO

ALSO PAUSE NEW PFP?? I LOVE IT SHSHS NAGIS SO CUTE LMAOO

-Karasu anon

HAHAHA dwww i’m pretty good at deciphering things 🫡 but i will keep you posted if i’m ever lost fr 💖 i also make a lot of typos LMAO it’s okayy

CHILDHOOD FRIENDS TO LOVERS WITH OTOYA TRULY IS THE MOST ELITE COMBO ‼️ i am so excited omg…like i’m abt to make this man suffer so bad 😰 i think he’s going to be a lot like karasu where he’s in love w reader the whole time BUT unlike karasu he has no idea that he is?? LMAO that probably makes no sense but i hope it does once i write it

otoya suggests karasu gets a side chick and he’s so offended that we get a second version of that dramatic ass nagireo breakup but it’s the tabieita breakup w karasu leaving otoya for yukimiya (otoya does NOT gaf and they’re back together in like one day max)

LOSER NAGI SLANDER ALWAYS 💖 he’s my special princess ofc but if i don’t lovingly make fun of my favs who will??

YESS the ln snippets was what i was referring to when i said he canonically respects women!! the way he stepped up to help out his mother and whatnot vindicated me so bad…like i KNEW he was a green flag and that just affirmed it!! the way he was so sad that his mother was working alone while taking care of two little kids 😕 barou truly would treat his partner so well and i agree he’s v willing to learn from his mistakes even if he’s cocky!! he’s also lowkey kinda shy i feel 😭 like when he was eating dinner w isagi during second selection after they beat reo kuni and chigiri LMAOAOA also i think out of everyone he and isagi have the healthiest rivalry — they go crazy on the field as one does but off the field they support each other and help each other out tbh. i think off field barou is so diff from his on field nonsense that it can be hard to see how ideal he is 👆🏻

SAME WITH KARASU ACTUALLY!! yeah on field he’s kind of a jackass and yeah he says random bullshit to hiori but as someone who has a younger brother i can 100% confirm that that’s just how teenage boys talk to one another 😭 and it completely does not correlate to how they are in normal company!! karasu based on hiori’s light novel works sooo hard to keep up w school, sports, and friends, PLUS he plans for his future and is tall & good looking…that truly is the kind of man you marry 🤭 i think for characters we don’t know super well (basically anyone but isagi) people just look at how they behave on the field and judge them on that but realistically they’re not going to be like that in a relationship

WE TRULY HAVE BEEN HERE!! not going to gatekeep because i need more tabieitaken fans to make more content but like…we saw the potential early on 🫡

I NEED TO SEE EVERYONE’S FAMILIES AGREED…manifesting karasu and otoya get light novels and we get to see their siblings then 🤞🏻 BABY NAGI WAS PROBABLY SO CUTE AND ROUND AND SQUISHY i bet he had fluffy hair back then too…if they give him a bowl cut i’ll cry it’s not nagi without his little bird’s nest cloud hairdo

it’s funny actually the non-bllk pieces are requests for fics based on a fic i wrote?? like they’re requests for original characters of mine 😭 which is like so crazy to me but also rlly flattering i guess HAHAHA i think you will enjoy the hiori reqs!! one of them is similar to one of your reqs for him so i might combine them a bit hehe 😏 BROOO I NEED TO GET BACK ON PEREGRINE I MISS WRITING FOR NAGI (i say that as if nagi has even made it to main character status yet 💔) the next bit is focused more on how y/n and reo became friends because we know from the future that they’re superrrr close but atm y/n like. hates his ass 😓 their platonic relationship is v special to me though because they truly go through everything together!! kind of a spoiler not really though but because he’s denied her attention before he’s denied soccer, y/n is almost like reo’s nagi before he meets nagi himself?? which is def going to switch around a lot of dynamics in a fun way. the good news is y/n is a lot more headstrong + better at communicating than nagi so there will be no dramatic y/nreo breakup scene 😭 no promises about y/n and nagi though 😈

NAGIREO FANS ARE TERRIFYING BRO THAT’S WHY I DIDN’T TAG THAT POST W ANYTHING!! like ok i get it your ship has sooo much evidence and backing and whatnot IDGAF it’s boring and i don’t like what it does to my favs (being nagi and reo themselves 😭) it’s my opinion but i promise i’m not homophobic or anything?? like what…idk i also feel like a large portion of the fandom likes nagireo and if they don’t it’s because they either don’t like nagi or don’t like reo which i’m in neither camp i just don’t prefer them as a combo!! i don’t think they’re good for one another but they’re also not toxic in an interesting way (because trust i’ll eat up a well done unhealthy relationship KDFHSJJS)…GIVE ME BACK NAGIBAROU 🙏🏻 GIVE ME BACK REO AND ZANTETSU 🙏🏻 or ykw make some new groups!! let reo be friends w like. aryu or smth 😭 or like karasu and nagi seemed to be hanging out at the arcade when all of them were there!! show me more of their vibe together (because honestly it’s working rlly well in epinagi)

NAGI IS THE CUTEST I LOVEEE HIM i may have a new theme now but he remains in his place of honor as my number one and therefore remains as my pfp this time 🗣️

#answered asks

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19calicos · 3 months ago

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idk why ppl dislike messy flawed yn’s like. this shit is fun to read because yn is SO different from me that it just makes her all the more compelling yk ?? like she’s making decisions i probably wouldnt make and i think reading a fic where im in her shoes is so fun and almost educational even. like it’s helping me learn about different people and it’s so so refreshing to be in her position, and it’s just more interesting to see what direction we’ll go next when things get messy

&& i have so much respect for authors who have the courage to follow their own agenda and write flawed yn’s and versions of characters that not everyone agrees with or would get along with. like YES give me bokuto indirectly being an asshole and friendzoning in the worst way and akaashi being the number one bitchiest hater ever and especially give me yn who keeps making bad decisions and feels real feelings in her own way! just because some of these people are your favs doesnt mean they’re gonna be angels 24/7 that’s boring as hell

i think drunk walk home is very important and beautiful to read and i think you are such a wonderful writer eggy like i have so much respect for you as a person & an author and i hope u continue to find the joy to write for drunk walk home whenever you can 🫡 it’s different and awesome and refreshing and deserves all the love and support ever (and def more than what it has rn) and i’m very glad to be sitting here reading this <3

DRUNK WALK HOME

chapter two: outline

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"mercy on me, would you please spare me tonight?" -bag of bones by mitski

All it takes is one look at Akaashi for humiliation to burn in her throat. He doesn't look at up at her as she approaches the library table he's reserved for them. She takes a steadying breath as she slides into the seat across from him, dropping her bag by her feet and crossing her arms over her chest. "Let's get this over with."

Akaashi looks up from his own spread of notes and an opened textbook, mouth in a thin line and eyes disengaged and disinterested. She tries not to flinch under them. Akaashi always looks at her like that, like she's nothing. He has this real talent for making her feel so viscerally hated with just a subtle once-over.

Her head is banging, a likely combination of a hangover and dehydration from all the gut-wrenching, body-wrecking, sobbing she's been doing. There is still smudged black liner darkening her eyes and dried out foundation flaking on her skin. The library lights are bright and yellow, and sitting under them makes her feel vulnerable, exposed.

It's kinda the same way she always feels around Akaashi, for some reason.

He flicks closed the smooth, glossy pages of his textbook and pushes it to the side. "Let me see your essay."

"I don't have an essay," she retorts, mouth dry. Sure, she has essays due. She has assignments printed out and stapled together that are crumbled at the bottom of her bag. But the only thing she has to show for any of it is a mostly blank Word document with four words written out: I don't fucking know.

Akaashi offers no reaction to this. That's the scary thing about Akaashi, she's learned in all of her time being hated by him. He doesn't have to do much for you to feel the weight of his hatred. Akaashi doesn't groan or yell or cuss or roll his eyes or snap at her. He just reaches down into his bag, grabbing something as if she were not there, and she can feel it.

He pulls out a folder, black and plastic, as he says to her, "Don't bother coming to a session if you don't have anything prepared again."

She bites down on the inside of her cheek and feels something awful churn inside of her chest. "Well, you bitched about me not showing last time, so."

Akaashi pauses, and looks up at her, the only indicator of emotion being the slight narrowing of his eyes. "We're not here for my benefit. I'll pass if you show up or not."

She doesn't say anything to this, she just taps her fingers against the skin of her arm, and tries not to cry in front of him.

Akaashi pulls a sheet of paper out from his folder and slides it in her direction. One page, Times New Roman, font size eleven. "Here's a guide on how to write an outline for an essay. Make one for every essay you have due and bring them back next time. If you don't, I'm emailing your advisor and telling them you're not showing up to your sessions."

"Yeah, but I am showing up," she argues.

"If you're showing up with nothing to work on, then you might as well not show up at all," he reiterates, as if he's talking to a small child. He then makes a point of looking her in the eye when he says, “And for the record, you should talk to Bokuto. Stop punishing him for not wanting to date you. It's not like you can blame him."

And with that, Akaashi scoops up his remaining textbook and notes, and he leaves. She watches as he marches towards the front exit, and does not look back at her once.

extras!

tendou gets really into pasta dinner

yn is friends with like everyone. like almost every single person on campus has either met her, hung out with her, or has heard of her. she has a lot of friends and its rare for someone to not like her

which akaashi finds baffling

yukie and akaashi were closer in high school but pretty much stopped talking once it became clear to yukie how much akaashi does not like yn

she does not play abt yn she absolutely chose her side and will die there

same with kaori though she is a little less intense about it

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#reading & reblogging #sorry i was yapping in the reblog anyway #360 was playing on repeat in my head while reading this chapter #like ….. yeah 360 when u look in the mirror do u like what u see when ur looking in the mirror ur just looking at me #im everywhere im so julia ah ah ah ah ah #if i were in this universe me and yn would be friends that only see eachother at parties and im so ok with that #im getting off track here #seriously though im like tweaking out this so good #tendou being the mvp here like YES you are so good at helping yn out with these moral dilemmas! and u are so right about everything!#the girls gc makes me really warm genuinely like. i love girls supporting girls idgaf #honestly i still cant get over the way you wrote how akaashi hates yn its actually insane #he’s a special kind of hater and i felt it in my chest when yn was trying not to cry #those fuckass library lights and akaashi acting like ur not there will do it to you!#i really love drunk walk home i really do feel all of yn’s emotions as if they’re mine and that’s incredible #like that’s a sign of a talented writer if i’ve ever seen one #i hope yn and the roomies had a good pasta dinner im like passing away from how in love with drunk walk home i am rn

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Sugar, Sugar 3

Besties… the date 🫡

Hehehehe

Bold = y/n

Italics = h

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H: what does one wear to a farmers market

H: is it a flannel exclusive event? Farmer dungarees? Or ‘over alls’? I’m assuming denim?

Sugar: I mean… anything. Lol. It isn’t a dress coded thing. I’m wearing jeans, nothing too fancy.

Sugar: though… I would enjoy seeing you in overalls.

H: har har. Very funny.

H: I didn’t want to show up with trousers and supposed to be in cowboy boots or something!

Sugar: I know. It would have been very cute though.

H: yeehaw, and all that. Xx

———-

H: do I need to bring anything to the farmers market?

H: and are there flowers there? I’m researching a little bit.

Sugar: researching???

Sugar: H… you’re very cute. But it’s okay. Relax :)

Sugar: ps yes there are many many flowers

H: sorry… I’m just excited. I want it to be a good time for you. X

Sugar: do not apologize!!! Please.. this is the most effort anyone’s made to know the situation before a date. So… I’m just finding it endearing.

H: oh… :) well good. I’m sad no one else has made the effort but I’m happy I’m a step above. Xx

Sugar: trust me, so far? You’re miles above, Baker Boy. Xx

H: I just wanted to let you know I’m very excited for our date. And I’m happy you said yes. Sorry if this is too early. Xx

Sugar: is it part of your baker agenda to be this sweet all the time? Gonna give me a cavity.

Sugar: but… I’m very happy you asked. It was a good text to wake up to. Don’t worry. I’m very excited to see you today.

H: good. I’ll see you in a bit. :) xx

Harry was, quite frankly, shitting himself. He hadn’t been to the farmers market before, and while it didn’t seem like a big deal from what he researched, he hadn’t realized the entire downtown was such an ordeal this early in the morning on a Sunday. Tents lined the grass covered middle of their town center, dogs walking peacefully next to their owners on their leashes, soft tinkling music playing… it wasn’t something he’d been to before. And it was something Sugar loved.

He had stressed for hours in his closet on finding a good outfit. It took multiple try ons, a few curses, irritated huffs and an embarrassing amount of Pinterest inspo searches before settling on black trousers and a sage green linen top with some greenery embroidered on the pocket. The sleeves rolled up and the first 3 buttons undone, his hair was swooped back and he wore the necklace she had gotten him. He rarely took it off, actually. The man had to park a bit further than anticipated, which did end up stressing him out a little bit. He hadn’t realized how busy it would actually be down here. It had just been a worry that she wouldn’t be able to find him and think he was late- a personal pet peeve of his- but he heard his name being called just as his phone had been slipped out of his pocket.

Fucks sake.

Harry swallowed thickly as he watched her approach. Y/N hadn’t dressed like this before, and it had his mouth a bit dry as he got a first real, good look at her.

Bell bottom jeans- real ones with the wide bottom - in a darker wash denim. Clung to her in all the right places. The curve of her hips, the thick of her fucking thighs, molded to each dip in her body before beginning to flare out at the knee. The top.. was again, off shoulder, but a soft green to match his own. Chiffon puff sleeve covered the top of her arm and down to the middle of her forearm. It was… almost corset like. Tight enough to have her breasts out more than before was used to. It wasn’t too much, not at all. It was just… fucking stunning.

Her signature necklaces were added plus a longer chain that was covered in simple, little star charms. Her hair down, so fucking pretty and soft looking he wanted to run his hands into it. A cream colored silk hair scarf kept most of it out of her face besides two tendrils that framed her face, the rest running down.

The beautiful girl’s lips looked so pretty and soft, slightly glossy this time. He noticed in the light there was a bit of a sparkle to them. Was there glitter in the gloss? Her eyelashes seemed to be a bit longer… she had put a bit more makeup on than normal. She looked amazing every day, but knowing she put so much effort in for their date… it had his head swimming.

“Jesus.” He whispered as he approached her, not realizing he said it out loud until she replied.

“Mm, not my name, Baker boy.” She teased, tucking her phone into her pocket and adjusting the simple brown faux leather mini bag. Her two tote bags hung at her side. Harry was scanning her body with a newfound intensity but for once, she didn’t feel uncomfortable. It was abundantly clear that he liked it, especially with his little comment. Then the blush.

“Sorry.” He said sheepishly. “You just look… fucks sake, Sugar.” His hands went to her hips, the warm palms heating the fabric of the denim. “Amazing. Look so pretty. I, for some reason, didn’t compute you said you were wearing jeans.” He murmured, gently tucking his finger into her belt loop and pulling on it playfully. “They look incredible on you.”

She fell into his chest for a hug, laughing quietly at his astonishment. It wasn’t like she ever hid her body, but she got it. He had a much better idea of her now. Seems like he liked it, though. “Thank you.” She chirped, pulling out of his hug. “Why don’t we get started, hm? You can stare as we go.” He agreed. If they didn’t get a move on he was definitely going to be called out for drooling over her.

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Harry was fairly certain the farmers market was one of the best things in town. How he hadn’t been here before, he had no clue, but it was straight up his alley. There were local farmers, organic goods. Handmade soaps and house goods. Art. Delicious food. Locally made cheese and wine, which he had guiltily stolen one of Y/N’s tote bags to carry with a promise of letting her fill that one up too.

He loved it.

What he loved more though, was watching her. He did as she had suggested, a whole lot of staring. Watching as she conversed with familiar faces and introduced him to people, telling him all about where her normal stops were.

“Locally made is always better, i think.” She said softly as they wandered one of the many farmers booths. “I love local made jams the best. Once you start them, or the preserves, the store bought stuff tastes like artificial garbage. Trust me.” She held up a glass jar with strawberry jam. “It’s amazing on pancakes and crackers. Or on home made scones… though, your scones are too good to put anything else on.” Her words made him grin, losing a bit of his nerves.

She was comfort. The warm sun that hit them from between trees had nothing on how warm she made him feel. A golden energy radiated off of her like sunbeams, warming his skin each time he caught her eyes. He couldn’t stop his touchy feely nature anymore, looping his finger in her jeans and standing behind her. The tote bag carrying hand moved it to his forearm, resting his hand on her waist.

Usually, not a comfortable stop for her. What if he felt her stomach rolls? Or if she got sweaty? What if he didn’t like how soft she was, or how much was there? But immediately upon feeling his hand squeeze, she relaxed. His chin rested on the side of her head, looking over her shoulder at the plethora of local jams. Blueberry, raspberry, peach, mandarin, grape, boysenberry… a lot of others that he didn’t even realize could be made locally.

“Why don’t you pick one out for me t’keep at my place? Your favorite one?” He spoke quietly, just for her to hear. Taking a large risk with his presumptions. He sounded incredibly confident and easy with his words but internally he was freaking out at the assumption he had made.

“Hm?” She asked, flustered at both his words and his touch. “Awfully quick of you, H.” The tone revealed she wasn’t upset or freaked out about it though. In fact? Y/N was more than pleased at what he was implying. The date was going well enough for him to see them doing more? “Moving in my jam before me… I guess the jeans have worked wonders on you.”

She didn’t expect his answer at all.

“Oh, you’ve no idea, Sugar.” It was a deep purr from his mouth, lips brushing her ear. A cool shiver ran up her spine before settling the vibrations in the base of her tummy. Spreading down towards between her thighs much further than she wanted to admit. “I like them more than you can imagine. But I don’t suppose those thoughts wouldn’t to be too appropriate for a family friendly market.” His hand squeezed her waist again before reaching past her and handing some cash to the attendant, paying for both of their jars.

“Come on.” Going for it since he had just gave the biggest and riskiest flirtation of the day so far, he grabbed her hand and threaded their fingers together. “Show me where to get the fresh berries.”

——

Touching her was something Harry had already had issues with but now it felt as though he was addicted to. That, and flirting with her. She was something that he hadn’t expected in the journey of opening up his own bakery. Y/N was the most pleasant surprise. Witty and able to keep up with his banter, genuinely kind and friendly towards anyone she met.

There was probably hearts in his eyes as he followed her around with her hand locked in one of his and her tote bags carried in the other. Playing the act of doting date and loving it far more than he ever had in the past. The sun was shining through the trees and her soft hums as she browsed a local artist’s hand made crochet hats soothed a part of his soul he hadn’t realized needed saving. His body naturally fell in sync with hers, letting her guide him to her local spots and eating up every time she introduced him to people with a soft, dreamy tone in her voice. Every time she cut her eyes at him when she thought he wasn’t looking, he felt it and preened internally.

“What do you think?” She asked, holding a lavender bucket hat. It was crocheted in classic granny squares with the shape of sunflowers in the middle, and it was a funky piece- but he quite liked it for that. Y/N’s style was a bit out there and eclectic and it matched him in a way. It seemed like a very odd thing to him because of how easily and well she slid into different pieces of his life. Molded to him. And he, her.

“I think it’s lovely. Would go with that… erm, maxi skirt right? The one you wore on Wednesday, has the sparkle things sewn on and it’s the same color.” A giddy grin lifted on her sparkly lips as she nodded excitedly. He paid that much attention to her outfits?

“Yes! It’s sequins, by the way. But yes. exactly. Can wear it with a black or white top too.” She murmured, stroking the soft yarn in her hands. “Was torn between this one and the yellow but I’ve got so much yellow already.” Y/N loved gold, yellow, any warm color. A burnt Orange was beautiful too. But she tried to step out of her comfort zone and lavender was a lovely soft color that suited her quite well.

Harry picked up the yellow one and held it in his hand. It was rather soft… and she had wanted the yellow one. So he made a split second decision, gently removing his hand from hers and taking both hats up to the artist.

“Both of these, please.” He ignored her sputter in the back, handing over the bills to the pleased artist and told her to keep the change. Harry wasn’t a super spendy person normally. He budgeted because he likes to be comfortable. His inheritance wasn’t something he enjoyed touching, but now he had money coming in. The bakery was booming, his bills were paid. He had always liked being a giver in relationships… spoiling. So he at least wanted to do something like this.

Y/N was speechless as he turned to her. At first she wanted to scold him. Tell him not to spend his money and she could have gotten it. But the twinkle in his eye and the pure happiness he had on his face as he turned to her and handed her the hat and placing the yellow one in ‘his’ tote he had overtaken… all she could do was give a tiny pout.

“Harry..” she spoke softly, approaching him as he walked out of the tent. “You didn’t have to pay for mine but I really appreciate it.” Her smile was enough of a payment for him. Harry took hers from her hands and put it in her tote too after letting her take another look.

Y/N wasn’t about to say no if he wanted to do something nice for him. So often she knew women didn’t allow proper nice treatment of themselves because they were afraid of being taken advantage of. It had been her in the past. However Harry? He had proven to be a genuinely kind person. Why would she fight him in wanting to gift her something when he would match?

“I know I didn’t have to. I just wanted to. Trust me…” he gently tugged her closer by the hand, opposite resting on the nape of her neck. “I think you’ll look adorable in it. I match in the yellow one… and you can borrow the yellow one whenever you want. I’m happy you agreed to go out with me.” He stroked the side of her neck with his thumb, smiling down at her shy look. It was a relief she wasn’t angry or didn’t take it as an offense. His Sugar deserved good things. The best. And if Harry could provide them for her? He would love to.

“Now… we should eat something. I saw apple cider donuts advertised on one of the food trucks. Plus, they’ve got specialty teas and I’m sure you know the run down. Show me which to get.” She was an expert in the teas, after all.

——

Sitting beneath a shady oak tree, Y/N leaned against the bark while Harry sat right up against her to her left. In between their legs were their designated tote bags and the food they’d purchased from the trucks. Well- Harry purchased the food and Y/N got the teas. He had been a bit pouty about that.

The warm breeze felt lovely against his skin and the heat of her skin against his leg felt even better. Their spread of food was a mishmash of things they’d found interesting to try and some of Y/N’s favorites. “So… apple cider mini donuts, Mac n’ Cheese balls, summer strawberry salad, truffle fries- or crisps, you’d say- seem to be quite a combination.” She laughed as she opened up the bag of sugary donuts, popping one out of it and bringing it up to his mouth.

Harry was pleased with the open affection he got in return. All day he noticed himself being clingier but every time she simply melted into his touch or smiled lightly. She herself hadn’t been super touchy at first but as they hung around in a more romantic context, he got to see more of her. Got to bask in the most amazing feeling of her full attention. He’d never realized how easily she made him turn into a full on puppy until he opened his mouth and swore if he had a tail it would be wagging.

He allowed the little donut to be popped into his mouth, but kept her hand close to him. He hummed with approval as the sugary sweetness dissolved on his tongue, buttery and sweet for his tastebuds. “S’perfect.” The coo was left with a nervous giggle from Y/N, and his hand pulling hers back to suck the ones that have served him the treat clean.

Y/N swore she would die. Feeling his tongue brushing her fingers, his eyes on her the whole time. A slightly darker green than before, even in the sunlight. The slick feeling of them brushing the loose sugar crystals off of the pads of her fingers with a soft hum again… it had her throbbing right between her thighs. When he pulled them out of his mouth with a pop, the mischievous grin had her scoffing.

“You… are a menace.” She whispered, narrowing her eyes to avoid thinking about the feeling between her legs and the flush she felt in her chest and neck. Of course he played dumb for it, tilting his head with the biggest little shit grin she’d ever seen.

“Hm? And why is that?” Green eyes lightened. Y/N was winded just from the action itself. Feeling him suck her fingers and give her a naughty twinkle in his eyes. He was so much trouble, this man. Deep dimples imprinted in those chiseled cheeks, making her feel almost infuriated at how gorgeous he truly was. Harry was a work of art. And this work of art was eating up her flustered face.

“Oh, hush.” Feeling a bit weird, she grabbed another donut and stuffed it into his mouth. Harry’s blatant flirting had her feeling like she was slipped into a hot tub, bubbles and all overtaking her body. Luckily he took it in stride, simply snickering as he took his donut and chewed it with a puffed out cheek.

There was a comfortable silence between them both as she leaned into him slightly bringing the pomegranate strawberry tea up to her mouth. The pink straw between her lips and a popping pearl traveling up the thicker length, making her hum with delight. For Harry, she had chosen a blueberry kiwi tea with mango popping pearls. It suited his vibe she thinks.

“You know…” she began as she closed her eyes and placed her cup back down. “I’m glad you were so excited to come. And that you suggested this as our date. It’s difficult at times….” Her lips pursed as he watched with a soft affection, the anticipation of what she was going to say rising his nerves. “It’s hard to find people to click with. Who I feel understand me. Especially men, no offense.” She peeled open an eye and saw him shake his head with that pretty dimpled smile.

“It’s like… m’happy with myself. I love myself. It’s just I’m aware that I have and am an acquired taste. The witch things and being the way I am, it can give people some polarizing vibes. Or they have a very odd preconceived idea of who I am. That I sit and give people the evil eye or I’m about to tell them their dead grandma has come with a message.” the end of the sentence had them both breaking into a giggle. “And while mediums are lovely, I am not one. People don’t know a lot about spiritual or metaphysical things, and it’s a tricky book to open when it’s gone from shunned to popularized very quickly. I grew up with my grandmother pulling out her tarot cards for questions I was unsure about, placing wards on the corners of our properties, making pretty little spell jars with dried flowers and glitter. Making Ostara eggs for when everyone else was doing Easter. There was no such thing as a too personal question in my grandmother’s house and everything has been there to cultivate me into the person I am now. I like it.” She grabbed his hand and felt it being slightly damp and cool from his holding of his tea.

“It was really nice to come into your shop and meet you… and not feel judged. You took every gift with no false sense of politeness. You asked about all of the things I brought you. Hell…” she turned towards him and let her fingers brush his chest as she grabbed the necklace. “See? You wore what I gave you. You could have written me off but you didn’t. And it meant a lot to me.” Y/N’s eyes were so soft, it turned his body to jelly. Her hand holding his and her fingers brushing his chest while she toggled with his necklace, and Harry swore it was movie like how his heart was beating and the sun broke through the leaves to highlight the curve of her nose.

“Of course I would.” His voice was tender in tone, squeezing her hand as he scooted a bit closer to her. “Listen.” Pink lips were wet with his tongue, eyes searching hers to get a read. “I want to know about it. I want to know about you. If it’s important to you, your way of life? I want t’know. I may not understand it, I may not even believe in some bits. But I will always do my best to try and do everything in my power to learn what I can from you.”

Harry had this ability to break down walls she didn’t even recognize were slowly being built. Crumbling them with a whispered breath. Making her believe that someone truly cared- especially from men. Men were a difficult subject but especially for her. While being plus size, dating wasn’t particularly easy. You had the people who thought of your body as a fetish, who wanted to keep you a secret, who were ashamed of being attracted to bigger women, people who wanted an experiment. Harry was none of these.

There was no shame walking with her, he was affectionate, he hadn’t commented on her stomach or wanting to over feed her. It was genuine and raw connection and it made her feel like she was on top of the fucking world.

“Well… I’m willing to tell you whatever you want. About me, about any witchy things. Just in general. I’m an open book.” She played with the collar of his shirt, suddenly feeling a tiny bit shy under his gaze. “I want to get to know you, too.” Feeling a bit frisky, she leaned forward and pressed a kiss to the slight scruff of his cheek.

Harry flushed himself but his smile was large, immediately wanting her back in the same vicinity. Kisses were a reward, preening over the attention. Her lips had been soft and he got a hint of her sweet perfume, the breath being stolen from his body completely as she pulled away.

A simple cheek kiss had made him feel tingly and hot under the skin. That alone had him realizing this was something real. Something he couldn’t waste. At all. Harry was in for it now, and he couldn’t fucking wait.

“Well… let’s get to knowing each other, Shall we?”

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