#spots 3rd anniversary

[spotsandsocks]

Buck Vs. the 'tache

The moustache is… it’s just so… that’s the trouble Buck has no idea what word finishes that sentence but he does know that he can’t stop looking at it

Welcome to the inner turmoil of Evan ‘Buck’ Buckley’s head following Eddie’s questionable facial hair choices.

Buck is not a fan… except…. maybe he is?

999 words rated Teen for some swearing

This fun and silly little ficlet is to celebrate my 3 year writing anniversary and will get me to a nice round 1 million words (94 fics)

I have mixed and confusing feelings about the moustache myself so I gave them to Buck to deal with. Hope you enjoy 🥸

Spoiler alert - the moustache won 🏅

Conflicted.

That’s a good word for it.

Conflicted, but strangely intrigued, he’s compelled to keep looking at it.

That’s the trouble, he keeps looking at it. Can’t help himself.

Looking and looking.

Probably because it’s new.

Yeah, that’s why, because “it” had certainly been a shock.

Unexpected, very unexpected, completely out of the blue, no time to prepare, no time to adjust.

One day it was just there; being weird, looking ridiculous.

It is ridiculous; an anachronistic, 70s throwback tragedy of facial hair, or maybe it should be 80s. Chim had said something about Magnum whoever that was. He keeps meaning to check but it keeps distracting him. 

Anyway, it’s awful. 

Awfully fascinating.

He keeps looking.

It’s ridiculous, it’s an eyesore… it’s eye catching.

Conflicted, that’s the word because despite ridiculous and weird, despite the shock and the teasing from everyone else when he looks at it he feels….

Something. 

Head to ao3 for the rest

[batfambrainrotbeloved]

Bruce Wayne, mentor to many- father to none.

I want the angst of B having to come to terms that he doesn't know ANY of his kids not anymore at least and maybe never and the fact his kids are just- used to it?

Visiting Dicks apartment, he finds a picture of him smiling while surrounded by a bunch of little kids in spandax uniforms. Turns out he'd been a gymnastics instructor for about four years now and his most recent team had everyone qualify for state. (Bruce didn't even know he still practiced)

Jason stopped accepting Wednesday night patrols, but when he looked into it he found out that was the night he went to DND nights with his roommates every week. The roommates he met last semester after he decided to go to college and get an english major. (Bruce didn't even know he had applied)

Checking the library he found a small pedastal plague put up by Alfred displaying just one book. It said Cass was the author. Apparently she had gotten super into writing and published a book talking about language deprivation and lack of accomidation for deaf/hoh children born to hearing families. She had a book signing last month, Alfred had gone and grabbed this copy now on display (Bruce didn't even know she liked to write)

Tim finished a case early and let it slip he needed to sign off early to "meet up with his boyfriends" and hung up before Bruce could process. It only took a small glance at his middle child's latest social media post to see him alongside Superboy (what was his name?) and a blonde boy he didn't recognize. Both were leaned in to kiss his cheek and the caption said "Happy 3rd anniversary!!" (Bruce didn't even know he was interested in boys)

Steph's birthday came around and Bruce got her a new account and shoved a couple thousand for her to buy whatever she wanted. But he quickly noticed a pattern of everyone getting her- cat supplies? Apparently She had adopted a cat about a month ago to celebrate her new apartment, Mister Mystery was his name, and she had asked everyone for supplies instead of other gifts. (Bruce didn't even know she had moved)

He decided on some impromptu father-son bonding and tries to track down his youngest. But Damian is nowhere to be found. He gets pretty close to calling an emergency meeting but the moment he messages Oracle she reminds him Damian is in Chicago. Damian had won an art competition at school and his piece qualified for a gallery spot. The entire family had gone days ago and he was due back the next day. (Bruce didn't even know he cared about art)

Then Duke- his youngest in terms of time spent. But one he had grown fond of just as fast as the others. Especially working the day shift the time they spent was limited. Bruce got them both lunch, but it wasn't until halfway through eating that Duke had turned to him with panicked eyes and asked if the stew had shellfish. Duke had a severe allergy, thankfully Jason had been just up the street and had an epi-pen ready before they took him to Leslies. (Bruce didnt even know he had any allergies, let alone one so severe)

The worst part? There was no blow up. His kids didn't take his idiocracy as a personal insult or even raise a fight. They just rolled their eyes and moved on. As everyone crowded in the room, surrounding Dukes bedside he could hear Barbras voice. "Its not your fault, Batman may be omnipotent, but Bruce doesn't know anything really"

He wasnt meant to overhear or maybe he was, Oracle had always been petty But he couldn't refute it.

"But you have us"

Well- thats just it wasnt it? Even when Bruce was absent- his kids had each other. But was that ever meant to be enough?

[wonybaee]

| | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | My love, forever ahn yujin x f!reader

-> warnings: kissing, bitchy waitress, girlies are lovesick, idk why they broke up?? this is from that poll btw:)

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You had work today, so you expected an alarm to wake you up from your dreams, a normal alarm, not the one with your ex-girlfriends face popping up on your phone screen, the alarm screaming “Wake up! It's your 3rd year anniversary with your pretty girlfriend!”

Yeah, hearing it now, after a few months of setting up that alarm, did sound cringe.

I mean, it would sound cringe, your ex-girlfriend yujin, did make you set that alarm up before you two broke up.

Anyways, forgetting that, before you get sentimental and shit.

You groaned, stretching your limbs hearing a loud crack, “ouch,  mei, I think your mamas getting old.”

You chuckled, looking over at your dog that was sprawled out on her little dog bed, “you probably think I'm dumb, but i know you understand me, so, i'll still talk to you.”

Getting out of your bed, you slipped your feet into the slippers that were placed by your bed and went straight to fetch mei her dog food, she always comes first, well, more likely, if you went to the bathroom, she would not make you relax, barking your ear off, so you decided to do the right thing.

After getting her food, water and petting for a while, she rolled over and went straight back to sleep.

You smiled, you have had mei for quite a while now, you and yujin got her at the start of your relationship, yujin said and you quote “in case we ever break up, which i doubt, one of us gets to keep her to think about the other!”

“But what about one of us that doesn't get to keep the dog?” you asked, “well, i didn't think about that,” yujin smiled sheepishly, “then let's get two dogs, what do you think?” you tilted your head, “woah! That's actually smart!” and you both broke out in fit of giggles.

And that's how you got two dogs, mei that you got to keep, and gaeul, that yujin got to keep.

Gosh, did that alarm got to your head that much or why were you suddenly thinking about your memories with yujin?!

You shook your head, pushing the thoughts of yujin and how happy you two were together away, getting up to get ready for work.

☆☆☆

You were walking mei around the park, you had just gotten off work and decide to take her on a walk, it would make you relax after a long day too, so, you took her leash and went out.

“Mei, shouldn't we sit down? My legs are killing me,” you whined out, like she could actually hear you.

Nevertheless, you took a little blanket out of your backpack, spreading it out on the grass, taking a seat.

“Let me get this thing off of you, so you can go run around for a while,” you took off her leash, and mei like she had been held hostage all this time, started running around like crazy, running up to people making them pet her.

You just laughed whole-heartedly, taking out your phone to film her.

After filming her for quite a while, you shut your phone off, dropping it inside your bag and instead taking out a pack of cigarettes and lighter, lighting it up and popping it inside your mouth.

When you looked up, mei was nowhere to be found, you got up in panic, picking up your things, running around, searching for her.

After finally spotting her next to a woman with her own dog, you quickly run up to them.

“Oh my gosh, mei, you scared the living shit outta me,” you fell to your knees, picking her up and hugging her tightly against your chest, “I'm sorry, she doesn't usually run up to people like that, i don't know, why-"

“I guess she just recognised me,” the woman's words made you stop in your tracks, “wow, it hasn't even been that long, and you already forgot me?”

Her teasing tone made you realize who you were talking to, and why mei, when she never does, ran like crazy to this mysterious, well, not anymore, since you figured out that the person was yujin.

“Oh, um, no i didn't forget you, just, didn't see your face,” you tried to reason.

“I didn't knew you still smoked,” she ignored what you said and changed the topic.

“Yeah, only once in a while,” you realized you still had cigarette in your mouth, so you took a big whiff before throwing it down on the pavement and smashing it with your foot.

“Good to hear,” she smiled, “see you around?”

“Yeah, of course, totally, most definitely...see you around,” you slapped yourself mentally, what the fuck?! Great, now you embarrassed yourself in front of her.

She just chuckled at your red cheeks, “cute,” she mumbled under her breath, hoping that you would still hear.

And you did, just tried to play it off.

With last nod towards your way, she turned around, tugging gaeul with her leash, that you just now noticed, was rubbing against your leg.

“Aw, gaeul, I'm sorry baby, i just noticed you,” you cooed, bending down to pet her, “how are you?”

Gaeul rolled onto her back, her paws flying in every direction, “she still likes your rubs so much,” yujin pointed it out.

“Yeah,” you dragged out, “you know, i was thinking, since we haven't seen each other for this past few months, what do you think about catching up over some coffee?”

You looked at her with a hopeful glint in your eyes, but her face told it all, “it doesn't have to be like a date, just two old friends catching up?”

“Y/n, i didn't even think of it as a date,” ouch, that hurt, “i knew what you meant, and yeah, I would like to catch up on with you over a cup of coffee.”

“Great, tomorrow around...” you looked down at your watch, calculating the time, “three p.m. is good for you?”

“Perfect actually, i get off work around two, so, I'll have enough time to get pretty for you.” She winked, before finally leaving.

“Mei, i don't like to brag, but i think we're about to get your mom and sister back,” you smirked, looking at yujin's figure that was almost out of sight.

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“Mei, baby, i have to leave you with your grandma today,” you stared at yourself in the mirror, adding final touches to your makeup and hair, “the mission “get mei’s mom and sister back", can only be done by me, you'll have to sit this one out.”

You scratched her head, walking towards and out the door.

Walking in the cafe, you looked around for the empty table to occupy for you and yujin.

“Hello, would you like anything?” the waitress came over, a girl with blonde, no, yellow hair, twirling it between her fingers.

“No, thanks, I-" she cut you off, okay, rude.

“Are you waiting for someone?” she put her hands down on the table, putting her whole weigh on them.

“Yes, i am, actually, so i would appreciate if you'd get back to your job, and act like a professional,” she straightened up her posture, a scowl attached to her face, “thank you, now, i would like a glass of water, before-"

“Actually, we'd like two cups of coffee,” yujin stepped out from behind the waitress, motioning her to get out of her way, “thanks.”

She flashed her a fake smile, “your coffee will be out in a few,” and walked off.

“Gosh, what a pain in the ass,” you groaned out, looking at yujin from head to toe, gosh, she looks beautiful.

Yujin's face went red, fiddling with the hem of her dress, before she took a seat in front of you.

“You said it out loud, you know,” she tried to stop her smile from forming.

“So? Did i lie?” you tilted your head to the side, small smirk making it's way on your lips, at the sight of her red as a tomato cheeks.

“Stop, you're making me blush,” she put her face in her hands, embarrassed to look up.

“Payback for making me blush yesterday,” you murmured under your breath, yujin missing it in a beat.

“What did you say?” she asked, finally straightening up.

“I said, you look even prettier with red cheeks,” you winced loudly, when she slapped you on the arm, very aggressively.

“Seriously, stop, i can't take it anymore,” she whined, unknowingly pout making it's way on her lips.

“Come on, I'm tryna win you back here, have some faith,” you suddenly stopped at your own words, shutting your eyes tightly, “I'm sorry-"

“It's okay, I dressed up for you anyway, hoping to win you back with my prettiness,” both of you broke out in fit of giggles, and you coffee arrived.

☆☆☆

“I miss talking to you,” yujin smiled sadly, looking down.

“I miss being with you, so, yeah,” there was a few seconds of silence, before that waitress broke it again.

“Your check,” she slammed it down on the table, waiting for one of you to pay, so you took out your wallet, paying before both you and yujin got up, leaving the cafe.

☆☆☆

You and yujin were walking side by side, you decided to walk her home, even though thousands of protests from her, you wanted to make this moment last even longer.

“Since when was your house this close?” you asked, staring up at the big apartment building.

“I don't know,” she let out a small giggle, “you can come-"

You didn't let her finish, crashing your lips against hers, her lips felt like soft, fluffy pillows against your own.

You two stayed like that for a few seconds, eyes shut, just lips pressed against each others, not moving an inch, before you finally pulled back.

“I don't-" “I want to get back together.”

“You don't know how long I've waited to hear those words from-" she didn't let you finish, pressing up against you, clashing her mouth against your owns.

Mei, i don't like bragging, but i thin the mission “get mei's mom and sister back" was a total success.

☆☆☆

[sweetheartsaku]

(HQ) i'll do the dishes we'll carry the load

𝜗𝜚 HAIKYUU!! VARIOUS: 𝓛ANTANA.

a/n: [fem!reader] i have 3 wips in my drafts but i chose to start a whole new one 😎

— characters : atsumu, iwaizumi, sakusa, osamu

atsumu miya ; dance with you tonight - laufey

ATSUMU MIYA GET BEHIND ME to all the people who say atsumu treats all girls like trash, (LOUD BUZZER NOISE) it is such a common headcannon he's a mommy's boy?? such a common headcannon that the twins grew up with their mother?? hello?? would most definitely treat you beyond well ⁽⁽(੭ꐦ •̀Д•́ )੭*⁾⁾ !!

bites his straw omg. samu HATES it, especially when they’re sharing drinks then he finds his fresh beverages straw on its last thread. does the same with you unintentionally, making it literally impossible to drink from LMAO. its atsumu so i let it pass

has a dimple on his left cheek, matching with his twin brother whose dimple is on the right!!! he loves when you kiss and poke it. whenever he's focused, he bites his cheek, and you can see the little dimple there too.

gets you so many little trinkets and souvenirs from when he goes to away-games, always thinking of you!! sends you pictures of sunsets he sees, gets you seashell necklaces and ones with your initials except you get his and he gets yours ♡ bokuto and hinata also try help him, but the best they could pick up was a pebble the same colour as your eyes.

"you wanna kiss me soooo bad"

hajime iwaizumi ; super rich kids - frank ocean

put his hands on your head or waist when your close or about to hit something.. like you could be getting something from under the table and his hand would protect the spot where you could hit your head on 😖💞 same thing with your waist, always holding it close so you don’t bump into strangers on the road

strong believer of sidewalk rule. will switch your places EVER so gently (IWAIZUMI HAJIME THE MAN YOU ARE). loooooves slithering his hands around your waist and adooooores the pudgy stuff under your shirt. he just finds every inch of you beautiful from the bottom to the top!!! (he js like me frfr u is gorjus bae)

would carry you when your feet/heels hurt. the INSTANT he hears a slight groan of pain he will actually already be down there unbuckling the clip of the heel LMAO. props you up on his back and holds you up with so much pride.. his favourite heels to unbuckle are valentino’s and ysl. got the valentino’s for you on your 3rd year anniversary and the ysl on your 4th. maybe he’s gonna get on one knee while he’s down there too

smells like an insane amount of axe body spray unfortunately.. sorry iwa enthusiasts

kiyoomi sakusa ; coming home - beabadoobee

really loves claw clips. whether it be on you, or on himself and literally just in general. really loves when you wear the pearlier colours, especially teal and lime mixed with yellows etc... he also likes the clips on himself when he's cleaning

haircare routine goes HARD!! always having 2 lathers of shampoo, 1 layer of conditioner then another layer of leave-in conditioner, protection products and after allat he has curl serum (he does it with a scalp massager too btw)

keeping the kita shinsuke + sakusa kiyoomi crocheting agendas up rn. as a kid his family was always prioritised with work at the hospital so he'd always just sit in the corner of the waiting room with his thoughts, till one day this elderly lady who always had weekly checkups would teach him how to crochet. he made things for his family, but they never accepted/used it, so he just stopped after elementary school. but ever since he met you, he suddenly felt his hands tug towards the hooks a little harder

favourite scents are lime and herbs, but not together. likes lemon and lime sprays, window cleaner and wipes. secondly, loves herbs because it reminds him of the grandma that taught him to crochet 🥹(screaming, crying, wailing, throwing up, bashing head on wall.)

would peel your pomegranates (he hates messes)

osamu miya ; a piece of you - nathaniel constantin

found you watching those wax slime/asmr/clay cracking/mini foods/recipes on tiktok/mukbangs ONCE, and ever since then he's been a tad more dedicated to making special sweet treats for you after closing at onigiri miya ♡

this is like on the verge of ick and cute, but he likes to boop your nose with flour or your hand while you're baking. ya'll could be kneading impossibly close, and he'll sprinkle a bit of flour on you or randomly boop your nose 😭

always carries hair ties for you. in the kitchen he can’t have them on, but anywhere else he has one on him. since he basically lives in the kitchen, he’d prefer you to just stay there with him instead LMAO. the “anywhere else” in question is wherever you desire... but adores trying new cuisines with you. the hair tie helps tie your hair back while you eat btw <3

his hands smell like dishwashing liquid, even after the endless lathers of strong candy apple hand-soap, the scent of the liquid still lingers on his hand! you can smell it when you hold it on movie nights, or kiss it goodnight hehe

has a dimple on his right cheek, except his dimple is way deeper than atsumu's. you can see it when he chews

would peel your oranges

[starsinthesky5]

you are in love | joe burrow x reader

description: how did you end up falling head over heels for the quarterback of the Cincinnati Bengals? but most importantly, how did the quarterback end up falling harder for you?

a/n: this is my first fic ever so bare with me! i’m still getting the hang of writing about joe. i have tried a few times but ended up deleting them because I didn’t like how they turned out LOL. buttt I got bored and got a little confidence and decided to try again. i hope you all like it (if anyone even reads this). this is based off of one of my favorite songs ever and I thought it would make a nice fic. i hope its not too cringe, enjoy :)

warnings: slight smut and allusions to sex, language

word count: 5.5 k

part 2

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present day:

One look, Dark Room

Meant just, For you

Time moved too fast, You play it back

“And that should do it,” Joe says as he places the final pillow onto the fort.

“Didn’t know you had “architect” in your job portfolio. This is impressive,” you giggled as you got into the fort.

“No need for the flattery babe, gotta make sure your first night here is comfy so you come back,” Joe replied while draping a blanket over your legs.

“Oh I’ll be back, someone has to use the massive pool, and knowing you, you won’t go in there without me,” you said while thinking about all the exciting things you’ll get to do with him at his new house.

“You got that right, but you’re the one who needs to hang on to me and use me as her personal flotation device,” he says as he settles on the pillows across from you.

“Well then, maybe you shouldn’t be so huggable Mr. Burrow,” you say before throwing a pillow at him.

Today was you and Joe’s 6 month anniversary. You two had spent the entire day moving Joe into his new house that he bought when he signed his extension. There were boxes everywhere and hardly any furniture set up, so Joe ended up building a blanket fort for the night. He spent every free moment apologizing for not being able to do something romantic for your anniversary, but you didn’t mind. Any moment with him was special.

“Thank you for helping me out today, I know you probably didn’t think we’d be spending most of the weekend doing this when I asked you to come to Cincinnati,” He said as he was fidgeting with his wristbands.

You lived all the way in Los Angeles and were currently in the middle of working on your 3rd studio album. You were in desperate need of a break and inspiration, so you jumped on the first flight to Cincinnati to see your favorite person.

“Joe, you've apologized enough. Seriously, it’s perfectly fine. You know that I don’t care about the fancy dates and over-the-top gestures. Any time we get to spend together means the world to me, even if it involves carefully moving your extensive Lego collection to the new house,” you chuckle while rubbing his foot.

Joe’s heart was exploding while you were talking. He seriously doesn’t understand how he got so lucky. You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to him and he wanted to do everything possible to show you. But the one thing he adored most about you was that you didn’t care for all the glitz and glamor of dating an NFL quarterback. And you loved that he didn’t care about your Hollywood status or all the attention you’d get from the public.

Joe got up on his knees and crawled over to the spot next to you. Once he sat down, you immediately latched onto him and buried yourself into his neck, missing the warmth of his body.

“See, you’re so huggable,” you murmured against his neck.

You heard him softly laugh and felt his hand move up your side, squeezing your arm. “How did I get so lucky” you wondered to yourself.

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first meeting:

Buttons on a coat, Light-hearted joke

No proof, not much

But you saw enough

Flashback to July 4th: The Hamptons, New York

You dreaded going to the big 4th of July bash hosted by Micheal Rubin every year, but as an up-and-coming musician, saying “No” to this kind of party would be stupid given the number of connections you could make. The party would always have the most elite Celebrities, Models, Musicians, and Athletes; meaning a lot of small talk and fake laughing. This would be your third time going, and every time you end up sitting in the corner, alone with your way too strong Vodka Martini, counting down the minutes until you could leave. But this year, something was different.

You did end up sitting in the corner with your way too-strong Martini, but you weren't alone. And you certainly weren't counting down the minutes until you could leave. Hell, you were even wishing this night would never end.

“What happens to Football Players when they become blind?” he asked.

“Hmm, I don’t know,” you replied.

“They become referees,” he said while smirking.

“Joe! You can’t say that!” you wheezed out. You couldn't contain your laughter any longer. You weren’t sure if it was because of the Martini, or the fact that Joe Burrow was sitting next to you, also drinking a Vodka Martini.

“Hey, it’s the truth, but you didn’t hear that from me,” Joe said while throwing his hands up.

“You got it Mr. QB1, but I do agree; it’s such BS when they miss the most clear calls,” you giggled.

You weren’t really sure how you and Joe ended up basically spending the entire party by each other's side. One minute you're about to sit and scroll on your phone as usual, and the next thing you know you’re telling your life story to a guy you just met. Were you a little buzzed, absolutely. But something about him made you feel comfortable and safe, even though you just met.

“You’re really cool by the way,” Joe whispered.

“Gee, aren’t you Shakespeare,” you smiled and took another sip of your drink.

“Seriously though. The entire time we've been sitting here, not once did you purposefully bring up the fact that I’m an NFL quarterback. Not many girls can talk to me without bringing up football or trying to flirt with me. It’s exhausting,” he confessed but quickly realized how cocky he sounds. “Not that every girl tries to flirt with me,” he added. 

You laughed and said, “Well, lucky for you I find more value in real conversations than all that superficial stuff. I totally understand the feeling, I love talking to people about my music but after a certain point I just want to talk about normal things and have real conversation,”

I do think it’s cool that you’re a football player since I grew up watching it, but I want to know more about you, not the quarterback,” you continue.

“Well then Miss Y/N, I’m in New York for a few more days, let me take you out to dinner so you can get to know the real Joe a little more,” he boldly asked.

You stared into his deep blue eyes, eyes you wouldn’t mind getting lost in. Something about those eyes was promising. You’ve only just met him and for all you know, he could be a typical “Fuck Boy athlete” looking for a quick hookup. There was nothing to attest to what he was saying, but part of you was willing to take the risk. Something about him felt different.

“Earth to Y/N-”

“Okay,” was all you said.

Little did you know that saying yes to Joe was one of the best decisions you’ve ever made.

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early dating:

Small talk, he drives

Coffee at midnight

The light reflects, The chain on your neck

He says, “Look up”, And your shoulders brush

No proof, one touch, But you felt enough

Flashback to your first time visiting Joe in Cincinnati

It had been a few weeks since you and Joe had dinner together and he had been nothing but a gentleman. The two of you talked about everything from your childhoods to your current aspirations, to your favorite music, and even geeking out about Marvel Movies plus everything nerdy. Joe made you feel good about yourself. He would always tell you how pretty you looked and paid the most attention whenever you would talk. He made you feel butterflies, something which you hadn’t felt in a long time.

After you left New York, the two of you couldn’t stop talking to each other. The silly conversations eventually turned into deep ones; you telling him things you’ve only shared with a select number of people. You felt comfortable when you were talking to him, so this wasn’t difficult for you. He shared things with you about himself that he would only share with those close to him, which was very few since he kept a tight circle. You both shared a mutual feeling of trust, willing to lay yourself bare just to get to know one another. You’d always text him after a vigorous studio sesh to vent and he would update you on his off-season progress. Those texts eventually turned into late-night facetimes, which ended up in Joe asking you to fly out and see him. You hesitated a bit before saying yes. In the back of your mind, you were scared. You knew that the more you two talked and saw one another, the more attached you’d get. He could break your heart into a thousand pieces if you weren’t careful. But you owed it to yourself and to Joe to try.

You hummed along to whatever song was playing on the radio as you looked out the window and watched the bright city skyline fade. It was currently midnight in Cincinnati and Joe insisted that he take you to his favorite secret spot on your first trip here.

“You tired?” Joe asked as he glanced over to you, taking in every one of your features.

God you looked so pretty, he thought. You were wearing one of his old Athens Football hoodies and had your hair in a messy bun. You weren’t wearing any makeup and even had on a pair of his slides, which were a few sizes too big. Even in your most natural state, he looked at you like you were a diamond.

“A little. Didn’t get a lot of sleep on the plane,” you yawned out.

“I promise this will be worth it,” Joe said as he placed his hand on your bare thigh.

You immediately tensed up at the foreign contact. Joe felt you tense up and went to remove his hand but you put it right back on your thigh and felt your face turning red. Your stomach was doing somersaults right now.

“Those damn butterflies,” you thought to yourself.

“So, how’s the album coming along?” Joe casually questioned as if he didn’t just make you want to scream out of excitement.

“It’s good, slow, but making progress. I feel like I’ve hit a dead end and am having major writer's block so I think stepping away from it for a little bit will be good for me. Things were getting a bit stuffy and loud. I feel like I was getting somewhere but it always ends up being nothing,” you say as you place your hand on top of his, playing with his fingers.

“That’s good, I hope this weekend will be a breath of fresh air for you. Don’t be too hard on yourself. Always remember that you’re doing your best,”

You looked over at Joe and felt your heart swell up. He knew exactly what to say and how to make a girl feel special.

~10 minutes later~

“We’re here,” Joe says as he turns off the car. 

You looked out the window and saw nothing but trees and grass. You were confused as to where he brought you but before you could ask him, he got out of the car and jogged to your door to open it for you.

“Thank you, Joey,” you blushed as he closed the door behind you.

Joe stepped behind you and whispered into your ear “Close your eyes, I promise it’ll make it even better”.

You closed your eyes and felt his hand on the small of your back. He led you through what felt like a clearing in the trees to a flat grassy patch. You could feel the cold wind against your bare legs meaning that you were out of the woods.

“Open,” he told you.

When you opened your eyes you were met with the most beautiful sight. The same skyline you saw up close, now you were looking at from a distance. It was breathtaking. In Front of you was a picnic blanket and a beautiful set up of candles.

“Holy shit Joe, this is beautiful,” you say in awe.

“Welcome to the lookout point. My favorite place to go when I need a minute alone. I also remember you mentioning how you loved looking at skylines during the sunset and even though we couldn’t make it for the sunset part, I thought this would be the next best thing,” He says as he leads you both to the blanket.

You both sat down on the blanket and he immediately pulled you into his chest. You both faced the bright skyline and all Joe could think about was how much peace he felt at that moment. It was just the two of you sitting in your own little world. The darkness and quietness around you both felt comforting because it was a sign that this moment was just for you both;  no outside noise or distractions.

“This is insane, I mean you can see the whole city and river from up here!” You say as you settle into his arms, your back to his chest.

“That’s not even the best part Y/N, look up,” He points.

You turn your head up to look at him and then you look up. You’re met with what is probably the clearest view of the stars you’ve ever gotten.

“It’s beautiful,” you whisper, not removing your eyes from the sky.

“You’re beautiful,” Joe says while looking down at you.

You got that feeling again. Your stomach was doing somersaults and the butterflies were back. Could this be that feeling? A feeling you hadn’t felt in a while? That feeling you get when the right person enters your life at the right time? Was Joe that person? So many questions filled your head that you didn’t realize Joe had been softly caressing your thigh the entire time which pulled you out of your trance. 

“That right there is the Big Dipper which points straight to-”

“Polaris,” you interrupt.

“Space nerd,” Joe shakes his head and laughs out.

“Don’t think I don’t know about your space nerdy ways Burrow, I know this is your domain,” you huff out. Joe had told you back in New York that he loved anything and everything space and physics-related. You admired how someone like him was a complete nerd under the tough shell he had. You naturally went back to your apartment and spent an hour or two updating yourself on space quick facts, which certainly paid off.

You slowly got out of his embrace and sat up across from him. 

“Is something wrong?” He asked with a hint of confusion in his voice.

“No, nothing’s wrong Joe,” you chuckle.

“It’s perfect actually. It’s all perfect. You’re perfect,” you say as you move closer to him, still sitting up. “You know how to make a girl feel special, this was really sweet of you Joe,” you say as you play with the strings of his your hoodie. 

“I just wanna make my girl feel special,” he confesses while moving your hair out of your face.

His girl.

Those were the only words you needed to hear before you jumped onto him and pressed your lips against his. His lips fit perfectly against yours like you were made for each other, so soft and sweet. He slipped his tongue in between the valley of your lips and entered your mouth which caused you to let out a soft whimper. You both spent a few moments exploring each other’s mouths before he broke apart the heated moment.

“I take that as a “yes I’ll be your girlfriend”,” he questioned while searching your face for an answer.

“I didn’t know you were asking,” you teased.

Joe’s face dropped, did he push you too fast? You noticed his facial expression change and immediately pressed a soft kiss onto the tip of his nose and laughed,  “Yes silly, I’ll be your girl,”.

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it's getting serious:

Morning, his place, Burnt toast, Sunday 

You keep his shirt, He keeps his word

And for once, you let go, Of your fears & your ghosts 

One step, not much,  But it said enough

Flashback to Joe’s house (4 months into dating)

The warm sunlight flooded the room as you slowly woke up, your body sore and wrapped up in Joe’s sheets, and Joe himself. Joe was sound asleep, fully koala bear hugging you with his head on your chest. God, how does he look so perfect this early in the morning? His dirty blonde curls were sprawled out against your chest and his lips were curled up, almost smiling. Your eyes moved to his back, a few red scratches still visible. You made a mental note that you should probably trim down on the length of your acrylics if this was going to become a common thing for you two, smiling at the thought of what unfolded the night before. You freed your hand from under the sheets and moved it around his back, hoping to soothe any pain you caused. 

The two of you had stumbled into his house late last night after a delicious dinner and wine tasting at a local winery. You two had a few too many glasses of wine and were lucky you made it home in one piece. 

 Flashback to last night 

“I don’t think I’ve ever had that many glasses of wine in one sitting before,” you slurred as Joe led you inside the kitchen.

“Me either, next time make sure I stop after the 3rd glass. And it’s a good thing we got someone to take us back and forth,” he said as he took off his jacket and went to get you both some water. 

“Literally. If you were to drive I think we’d end up in the Ohio River,” you deadpanned. 

“Haha, really funny,” Joe said as he handed you a glass of water. 

“God my feet feel like they’re on fire,”. You wailed out while taking a sip of the icy cold beverage.

Joe looked over at you and saw you eyeing your feet. You were wearing a short skin-tight black dress; one of his favorites. The low cut of the dress highlighted your neck which had his favorite part of your outfit. The necklace he gave you for your 1 month anniversary. A simple pendant with the letter “J”. After he gave you that necklace, you never took it off. It became a part of you, and he noticed that. 

Joe crouched down and began untying your heels. 

“Joe you don’t have to do that,” you cooed while twirling your fingers through his hair. 

“I don’t have to, but I want to,” he said while flashing you a smile.

He helped you step out of your heels and back onto the ground. Once he got back up he wrapped his big hands around your waist and your hands immediately found their home around his neck and into his hair again.

You inched your face a little closer to his and pressed a delicate kiss onto his soft pink lips.

“Hi,” you whisper against his lips. This time, he pressed a soft kiss on your nose.

“Hi,” he whispered back, staring into your eyes.

“Tonight was really fun. Thank you for always knowing how to get my mind off of things,” you say while staring into his baby blues. 

“No need to thank me Y/N. I know how hard you work and how things can become overwhelming. I’m glad that I can get your mind off of things, even if it’s for a little bit,” 

He wasn’t wrong. Things often become too much for you back in LA and coming to Joe was your escape. Being with him blocked out the outside noise, you would completely forget about whatever was bothering you. You guys would often end up doing the most random things together, without any plan, but that was okay. Those nights where you’d end up eating Chinese takeout on the floor while building a new Lego set were your favorites. The hot summer days where you both would spend the entire afternoon attached to each other in the pool was one of your favorite ways to destress, it was just the two of you. He is your shelter in the hurricane that is your life. 

For Joe, it was very similar. Anytime football would get too real, he’d come straight to you. You were always there whenever he needed to vent or talk something out, knowing you’d always listen. You had been to every single one of his games so far and were always waiting for him in the suite after. Whether he was upset after a shitty game or on Cloud 9, you were always there waiting with open arms. And he loved it. He loved being able to share his high moments with you, even if you had to see some of his lows. Your relationship hadn’t become public yet, which you two were incredibly grateful for. You both were incredibly private people and wanted to take in as much as you could before the whole world had an opinion of your romance. Getting to know each other in private, away from prying eyes, was a blessing.

The two of you continued to stare into each other's eyes, you found yourself once again getting lost in his. 

You felt Joe’s hand migrate to your ass, giving it a soft squeeze.“Getting handsy now aren’t we, Burrow,” you softly giggled. 

“Can’t help it if my girl looks so goddamn beautiful in this dress,” he said matter-of-factly. 

“I appreciate the flattery Mr. Burrow, but do you need something from me or are you just being a flirt” you teased.

“I need you,” he blurted out. 

Your heart almost beat out of your chest when you heard him say that. You and Joe haven’t taken that step in your relationship. You’ve had your fair share of heated make-outs that occasionally involve wandering hands, but nothing like that has happened, yet. It’s not that you didn’t want to, god you wanted to. You’d be lying if you said you didn’t want to climb him like a tree. His perfectly sculpted chest, his muscular arms, those thighs, and that face. He made you weak in the knees, and he was well aware. He never pressured you to go there, letting you know that it’s okay to take things slow. But tonight you didn’t feel like taking it slow. 

“Then show me, Joe,” you said as you felt your arousal shoot up.

Joe immediately picked you up, bridal style, causing you to let out a shriek. Your arms wrapped around his neck as he launched you both up the stairs, taking the steps 2 at a time, eventually rushing into the bedroom.

“Joe, slow down!” You squeak out while laughing. 

He carefully laid you on his bed admiring you for a second; you looked perfect, even with messy hair and smudged makeup. Joe moved onto the bed and started placing soft butterfly kisses up your arm, right up to that spot on your neck that he knows you love.

“Joe, please,” You whimpered, fully implying you wanted more with the tone of your voice.

Joe removed himself from your neck, looked into your eyes, and said “Are you sure?”. 

You smiled and said “Absolutely,”. 

He then captured your lips in a passionate and deep kiss. You felt like kissing him till your lips fell off, it was like heaven when you two would connect. Slowly, both of your clothes ended up on the floor and those passion-filled kisses turned messy and sloppy. You felt those butterflies in your stomach again as he was kissing his way down your body. You did not doubt that Joe would be careful with you, and you knew he wanted this just as much as you did. 

End of Flashback

You decided to go back to sleep since it was still pretty early and you know Joe was tired from last night. You woke up a few hours later to the smell of cinnamon and coffee. 

“Mmmm,” You say as you stretch out. You didn’t feel any weight on you anymore so Joe must have woken up. You looked around the room and didn’t see him anywhere so you decided to freshen up in his bathroom and head downstairs. When you entered the bathroom you saw one of his shirts (a purple long sleeve LSU shirt aka one of your favs) on the counter with a sticky note saying “For you :)”. You put on the soft shirt (which was way too big) and start fixing your messy hair before heading downstairs. 

You walk into the kitchen and see the dining table decked out with a vase of pink carnations (which happens to be your favorite flower), 2 plates of French toast, and a smoothie for Joe. You also noticed a mug of coffee which made you smile. Joe knew that you would be a zombie the whole day if you didn’t have your daily morning coffee.  Joe was too busy cooking the bacon to notice you coming downstairs, so you walked up behind him and wrapped your hands around him from behind.

“Good morning sexy chef,” you murmured against his back.

“Tryna get me going again?” He teased. 

“You wish, last night was a damn workout. I need at least 3 hours to recover before we go at it again,” you giggled.  

You heard his soft laugh before he spun around and wrapped his hands around your waist. “Well, we will def be repeating that. “Sooner the better,” he added. 

“Horndog,” you said as you pressed a kiss on his cheek.

“Only for you babe,” he says before going back to the bacon. “I’m almost done with this, you can sit at the table.”

“Damn, quarterback, perfect boyfriend, and chef? Impressive job portfolio,” you say while walking to the table and sitting down. 

Joe finished cooking the bacon and sat down across from you. “The French toast is a little burnt, I got distracted by the TV,” he admitted. “They were showing this month’s Top 10 funniest cat videos.” 

You burst out laughing and say “Guess I should add Cat Lady to your job portfolio too,”

You two spent the morning digging into the delicious breakfast Joe had prepared, even though the French toast was slightly burnt. He talked about the upcoming football season and how excited he was for the new offensive schemes they had come up with. After breakfast, you both ended up on the couch and decided to play a round of go fish. You gave him some album updates, which he’d constantly ask for, and even played one of your demos for him. 

“Y/N this is amazing,” he said softly. The song he had just heard was called “Sweet Nothing”, and you weren't planning on ever letting anyone hear it because of how intimate and special it was. A big part of what you did involved you being in the public eye a lot, which allowed everyone to nitpick and talk about your life. It was exhausting how often people would comment on your relationships, friendships, career, body, and everything in between. They always expected you to be perfect in every aspect and when you weren’t, they would make it known. You had written about how Joe never expected anything from you like everyone else did. Being with him was easy and you knew you could always go to him whenever the background noise would get too loud. And now here he was, listening to those feelings you had a hard time saying out loud. 

“Thank you. To be honest I wasn’t planning on letting anyone hear that,” you say while looking down and fidgeting with your rings. 

“Really?” he asked. “It’s really good, and I’m not just saying that because I’m your boyfriend.” 

“Yep. I love it, I really do. I think it’s one of the best songs I’ve written so far, but I feel like it’s too bare and the fans won’t understand the real meaning behind the song. And I feel like they won’t like it.” 

“And that’s exactly why you should release it. I know the real you, and that is the real you,” he says while pointing at your phone. Screw the fans, you should do what makes you happy.” he says before reaching for your hand, giving it a tight squeeze. “You make music because that makes you happy and you shouldn’t have to worry about what people will say. If they have an issue with you doing what you want, then they are sure as hell not fans.” 

You got up on your knees and jumped onto Joe’s body, making you both lay flat against each other on the couch. 

“How do you always know what to say,” you beam while prepping soft kisses all over his face. 

Your heart felt like it was about to explode. It only took a few months for someone you just met to understand you more than people following your journey over the past few years. Joe’s words felt like a warm comforting hug, and they always made you feel like everything was going to be okay. You valued his words so much, you trusted him so much, and he loved that you were so open and vulnerable with him. He knew that opening up was difficult for you, and he felt at peace knowing you felt comfortable confiding in him. You weren't holding back anymore. You were 100% open and honest with him and he never took advantage of it. Your fears of getting hurt were fading away.

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present day:

You kiss on sidewalks, You fight and you talk

One night he wakes, Strange look on his face,

Pauses, then says, “You’re my Best Friend”

And you knew what it was, He is in Love

“Y/N?” was all you heard as you felt your shoulder shake. “Did I lose you there?” Joe asked. 

“What?” you questioned as you looked up at him. You were back in the fort Joe built for you two. 

“I was asking what you thought of the house,” he says as he plays with your hair. “Is something wrong?” he asks. 

“Oh. Sorry, I must have dozed off for a second,” you lied, not admitting you were caught in a series of flashbacks. “I think it’s amazing. It’s sooo big and has so much potential.” you continue. 

“Yeah, it is pretty big,” he says with a sigh. You look up at him and immediately sense the change in his tone plus the dejected look on his face, “Is that not what you wanted?” you say with concern. “I thought you wanted a big house.” 

“I did, I do. I just don’t want to be alone in this big of a house when you aren’t here,” he confessed, feeling slightly embarrassed as if he didn’t have other things to occupy his free time. “Unless,” he added.

“Unless what?” you asked. 

He hesitated before saying, “Move in with me”. 

It took a few moments for your brain to register what he said to you. You immediately sat up, as did he. You were about to say something but he cut you off before you could.

“Y/N. These past 6 months have been nothing short of peaceful and amazing. Being with you brings me the balance I need in my life. I know that if I ever fly too high or get lost, I have someone who can find me and bring me back down. You are everything I’ve ever wanted in life, and now you’re everything I need.” he says. 

“You’re my biggest cheerleader, my support system, my safety net, but most importantly.” He pauses and says, "You're my best friend.” “And I love you.” he finishes. 

Those 3 words. The 3 words that you’ve wanted to say to him for months but didn’t because you weren’t entirely sure if he felt the same way. Those 3 words just came out of his mouth, and he meant it. He loved you more than anything and he needed to make it known. He needed to wake up to your smile every morning. He needed to hear your voice echo through the halls of the house. You made him feel loved, and he needed you to know that.

You didn’t realize the hot tears streaming down your cheeks until Joe lifted his hand and started wiping them.

“Y/N, are you okay?” he asks, feeling nervous since you didn’t respond to anything he just said. 

You started crying even harder. He loved you. He really loved you. 

“Y/N you’re scaring me”.

“Shut up,” you said before you put your hands on his face and brought him in for a passionate kiss. 

You kissed him for a few heartbeats and finally whispered against his lips “I love you,” loud enough for just him to hear before you captured his lips in another kiss.

He stops kissing you and stares into your eyes for a moment, getting lost in them like you do with his eyes. “So about my first question,” he beams. 

“Yes silly, I’ll move in with you,” you giggle. “Someone has to make sure that you don’t burn this place down while making french toast. You got lucky last time,” you laugh out while remembering that morning. 

“Haha, really funny babe,” he says before pulling you into a hug. The warmth of your bodies pressed together was the most comforting feeling in the world. Joe spent the rest of the night telling you how much he loved you, and you reciprocated the feeling by showing him how much you loved him.

We’re in love.

—The End—

[themultifanshipper]

Here's a lil blurb based on this post

Warnings: ferrari!reader, disgusting levels of fluff, then a bit of oral because I couldn't help myself, very cringe, Fred is a 3rd wheel lmao

You and Charles were coming up on your three year anniversary.

You'd known him for a while, having met him when he moved to ferrari, the team for which you worked, and he was currently in the process of winning his 3rd world championship following Max's retirement.

It was bliss.

One day you'd been having a drink with Fred and Charles during the summer break, Fred had been passing through Monaco and he'd decided stopped by.

He reminisced about how much Charles had changed since the Sauber rookie he'd worked with all those years ago.

“You know, back in those days Charles was known to randomly stick his head into office doorways and say "it is I, Leclerc" and walk away laughing like a maniac...”

Fred and Charles laughed together at the memory but your jaw was on the floor.

Charles mistook the look on your face as bewilderment so he started clarifying.

“It is a reference from a show, a character named Leclerc who always-”

“I know what it's from!” You cut him off, “I'm shocked at the fact that you've even heard of ‘Allo ‘Allo at all… I've never met anyone who knows about it! Much less a French pers- sorry a Monegasque person!” you looked at him guiltily before continuing “ I was basically raised on that show… wait, we've know each other for 10 years now and been fucking married for 3 of them, how the hell have we never talked about this??”

He giggled into his champagne while Fred looked on, amused by your ranting.

“I don't know, mon amour. But if you are this worked up about it we should probably watch it together at some point”

Your eyes softened as you looked at him, melting at his rosy cheeks and bright smile.

“I'd love to, baby. That's the best idea you've ever had”

You leaned in to kiss him tenderly but he leaned back in avoidance.

“Even better than when I got the idea of marrying you?” he teased, lips staying only centimeters from yours.

You huffed, breaths smelling of champagne mingling between you.

“Okay, second best idea” you giggled and he let you finally kiss him.

Your arms went to his face as you nipped at his lip playfully, completely ignoring Fred who was sitting a meter away and trying his best to pretend you and Charles weren't there.

He sipped on his own champagne and looked over the deck at the sunset just coming over the horizon.

“Yeah” he thought to himself “These two idiots are made for each other”

**

It was a few days later and you'd completely forgotten about it, courtesy of the amount of bottles of champagne the three of you had gotten through.

You were in bed, reading your last chapter before going to sleep when Charles popped his head in the door.

“ It is I, Leclerc ” he purred smoothly.

You gasped and dropped the book as you grinned at him.

“You sure are! But you're definitely my favourite Leclerc” you slid your book onto the bedside table and patted the spot next to you.

He stalked over to you.

“Oh yeah, I'm your favourite?” he purred from the foot of the bed, leaning over it and starting to pull the covers away from your body, uncovering your bare legs.

“Well you are also my favourite Leclerc, mon coeur” he said seductively as he crawled up the bed.

“Oh shit” you gasped “I am a Leclerc”

You giggled as his hands slid up your calves to rest on your thighs, just below the hem of your oversize shirt.

“You had forgotten? This is not good… I guess I need to remind you then.” His dark eyes stayed on yours as he lay his head on one of your knees.

“Spread you legs for me and let me show you how much of a Leclerc you are…”

You blushed and a hand went to his cheek, thumb stroking it as his hands went to slide up your thighs and move your shirt upwards.

He did so and gasped, revealing your bare skin as he realised you weren't wearing anything other than the shirt.

“No underwear? Naughty girl…”

His lips trailed up the inside your thigh until he got to the sensitive skin just above where your folds were quickly dampening with need.

He slid his tongue down, over your clit, through your lips and groaned.

“God, you drive me just as crazy as the day I married you…”

And with that he dove in, using his expert tongue to bring you to the edge over and over again until you were shaking, using his intricate knowledge of your body to his advantage.

A few weeks later, when the season resumed, he was in his driver’s room getting ready for the race, putting his fireproofs on and absent mindedly humming the theme tune to ‘Allo ‘Allo.

You walked past and heard it, recognising it instantly, and it gave you an idea.

You popped your head through the door.

“It is I, Leclerc!” you said and he laughed, glancing at your frame coming through the door.

“You ready to get another win?” you hooked your arms up around his neck and he picked you up, sitting down on the sofa and settling you on his lap.

“Much better now that Madame Leclerc is here” he whispered into your ear and kissed you on the cheek “Although, I am a bit restless. I always have some energy to spare for my wife”

You both knew where this was going.

You slid onto the carpeted floor between his spread legs as Charles threw his head back with a gasp.

You'd seemingly managed to pavlov your husband into getting turned on by the use of your shared last name.

My god this couldn't end well…

[jeon-ify]

insecure - mingi

mdni. 18+

warnings: semipublic sex, reader is insecure, swearing, semi car sex, mirror sex, just smut tbh

-

the pores on your face aren’t sitting right. every time you put makeup on, your pores just show through your primer, through the foundation and past the concealer and setting powder.

this was your last straw.

tonight, mingi was taking you out to his favorite restaurant to celebrate your 3rd anniversary as a couple, and boy was he overdressed.

he had his black suit on with a dark red handkerchief, and a pin with your initial on it— something he’ll cherish forever, gifted from his best friend yunho.

“mingi, i’m not going. i look and feel like shit. can we just go another day?” you’re on the verge of tears. you didn’t like the way the dress looked on you, your makeup wasn’t looking good at all, your hair felt flat and icky.

mingi’s head turned so fast, you could’ve sworn he broke his neck. “babes, what’s wrong? you look beautiful to me. that’s all that matters, hm? why do you feel like shit?” he asks, holding your arms in his hands, rubbing circles on your forearms.

“cus, bro, look at my hair and my fucking dress and my fucking skin is so ugly. no matter how much primer or skincare or shit i put on my face it’s still ugly. so stop telling me i look beautiful cus you’re lying to the both of us.”

you argue in a way that makes mingi’s breath hitch, at shock from the way you start to disrespect and insult yourself. he never heard you talk about yourself like this since the day you met him, what made you so insecure all of the sudden?

his hand moves its way up to your throat, squeezing at the sides, putting pressure on your soft spots as you sigh.

“i have never heard you speak like that about yourself a day in my life, and i never wanna hear you talk like that again. am i clear?” he scolds you, holding your jaw and tilting your head up so he gets a clear view of your makeup.

“you look so fucking good right now, y/n. i’ve been holding myself back from ripping that dress off you and fucking up all that makeup on your pretty face. put those red heels on, spray your burberry perfume and don’t put any panties on. understand?”

you put on his favorites all in under one minute. you finish touching up your makeup, sliding your panties off and putting on the red heels mingi left by the dresser for you to wear as he waits downstairs. you spray burberry her, a perfume mingi loved on you, and head downstairs.

mingi is scrolling through his phone for a while before watching you walk down the stairs. you feel his eyes on your braless chest, making your heart and stomach flutter.

“we don’t even have to go to dinner tonight, i could just fuck you in that dress and call it a night, to be honest.”

he confesses. you playfully slap his shoulder, walking behind him as he locks the door to your shared home. you walk behind him as he opens your side of the door, closing after you. his car smelled so fucking good. it had a clean and musky scent to it, much like how mingi smelled when he walked out of a fresh shower.

he turns on the radio to mask the tension in the car after the scene that just took place in your room. you remember that you’re not wearing any panties, and that if mingi touched you right now, you could be so quick to ruining his leather seats. he liked to touch you while he was driving, as he’s a very touchy person. as you’re holding his hand, his thumb presses into your palm, pulling out a gasp from your throat. his gaze on the road darkens, mingi getting hard just from the sounds you’re making. his hand moves to your thigh, rubbing circles and inching closer to your bare heat. his fingers hide under your dress, as his middle finger rubs slow circles on your clit.

“m-mings, pay attention to the road.” you moan, your false lashes fluttering as you try to keep your eyes open. you hold his wrist as you try to pull him away from rubbing too hard on the spot.

his middle finger enters your hole, thrusting slowly. he stops at a red light as he puts the car in park to lean over to place one hand on your mouth and fuck you with his other hand. he fingers your pussy as fast as he can. when you’re pulsing and clenching around his digits, the light turns green, and mingi pulls his fingers away, using one hand to steer, and placing the other hand in your mouth, cleaning off your juices and precum from his fingers.

as you arrive to the restaurant, mingi lets you out of his car, holding your hand and walking in with you. the place is almost like a museum, statues and portraits fill the walls as the music plays through the soft speakers.

“go to the bathroom, i’ll follow you in 5.” he looks around, waiting for you to start.

“why? we just got here.” you respond as you stand up, mingi looking into your eyes, not saying a word. you don’t say anything else, walking towards the bathroom. you know exactly what he wants.

you get into the bathroom, looking at yourself in the mirror, trying to prepare yourself for what’s about to happen, thinking of ways you can avoid your makeup messing up.

the door flies open as mingi walks in, immediately grabbing at your hair and bending you over the counter. he uses his free hand to pull your dress down to expose your chest. your nipples come in contact with the cold marble as you moan from the contact. mingi humps onto your ass as your body jolts forward. he pulls your head up from your hair, making you look at the view in the mirror.

“now, what were you telling me when we were at home and you said i was lying to you? calling me a liar, baby?”

he bends down so your back is against his chest, his lips in contact with your ear as he kisses your jaw, waiting for your response.

“p-please-“ you moan. he pushes against you, feeling how painfully hard he is as he presses against your ass. when he doesn’t get the response he needs, he lands a sharp slap on your cheek.

“asked you a fuckin’ question. do you think i’m a liar? do you think i would ever lie to you? are you doubting how much i love you? lift your dress up and watch how i fuck you.”

“babe, someone could walk in any m-“ you try, but this doesn’t stop him. you lift up your dress and grind against him. and instead, he pulls his cock out and rubs it against your folds.

“let them. let them watch how i’m fucking my beautiful wife. my pretty baby. this pussy belongs to me, i’ll give you my children. gonna fuck all of my cum into you and make everyone watch how fucking sexy you look while taking me and fucking you dumb.”

he pushes his dick into you, starting at a rough pace. your body jolts and quivers as he makes you watch the way your breasts bounce with every thrust he gives you. you grasp onto the edges of the sinks next to you, trying to find balance in the way mingi is fucking you senseless. he hits a spot that makes you squirt, your juices dripping onto the tile beneath you.

“look how pretty you are. my fuckin’ angel. prettiest woman i’ve ever seen. you have it all, baby. makes me cum on sight, y/n. i love you— fuck, i love you. love you so much. made for me, doll. say it. wanna hear you say you’re beautiful.”

he groans as his thrusts come to a halt. you start to whine and cry out for mingi to slow down, but he only gets harder the more you beg.

“i ca-n’t take it mings, i’m fucking cumming, play with my clit, daddy. make me cum,” you cry. mingi complies the fastest he’s ever complied, feeling you clench down onto his cock as if he were gonna leave at any given moment.

“say you’re pretty while you’re cumming on my dick, wanna watch you.”

you feel like your legs are gonna fall off when you try to hold yourself together. your pussy starts to drip mingi’s cum, as yours follows suit.

“i’m be- fuck mingi! i’m beautiful! i’m cumming again, daddy, stay in me.” you cry. something about mingi watching you cry and beg just to prove a point makes your head spin and your cunt throb.

“fuck, i feel it, there you go, gorgeous. so pretty when you cum. imagine how pretty you’d be carrying our children.”

-

head spinning

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[xokohaneazusawa]

✮ - Thinking about having matching tattoos with Kaiser

Michael Kaiser's famous blue rose tattoo. The one that most people knew him because, I mean it was his trademark after all. Though after you started dating him of course you learned how much the tattoo actually meant to him, well in more specifics, how much the blue rose had actually meant to him. So since you knew your 3rd anniversary was coming up you decided to do something you had possibly thought about in the past but never actually acted on, getting a matching tattoo. Obviously not the same one he had, but something that also had the blue rose, and possibly the vines. You had already been getting a bunch of things online recently about tattoos, and finding a style that you liked wasn't all that difficult, Thanks Pinterest! Once finally finding a design you found a time that you could go get it before the date of your anniversary and one of the days that he had practice, so he wouldn't actually find out. Of course you had gotten him something else, but you thought it would be a nice sentiment to have a matching tattoo, especially from how many times in the past 2 years he's been asking you to get a matching one with him, and what better way than to get one that matched his most prized one? You ended up getting it while he was at practice 3 days before your anniversary, you had gotten it in a harder to see spot, around your ankle. So you could at least hide it with pants, or socks, and you were almost successful in hiding it for those 3 days. As the morning after, when he was still sleeping you were able to take of the wrap and clean it, and were successful for the first 2 days, but on the day before your anniversary it was really hot and you definitely didn't wanna wear pants to bed, I mean it was already hot and then a blanket on top, plus pants?! No way. Though in the process of trying to find something else, Kaiser came in. To which from the door of the closet you could see your whole body, and he frozen when he looked down and saw the blue roses wrapping around your ankle. "Wait a minute.. you definitely didn't have that the last time I saw your ankle, mein liebling.." To which you were surprised at his figure standing in the door, hadn't he already been in bed?! "Oh yeah.. Surprise?" He slowly walked over, sitting you down on the floor before sitting next to you grabbing your leg to look closer at it "You.. got it for me?" "Well yeah.. It was supposed to be a anniversary surprise but it was really hot so I didn't have the chance to hide it yet" You explained as he twisted your ankle around, trying not to hurt you, viewing all the sides of it. After a couple more seconds of looking at it, he put your leg down, moving over to pull you into a hug. "I love it. and I love that you remembered.. not only the fact I wanted matching tattoos, but what it meant. Now my two favorite things have a blue rose connection.." It was a few more minutes of sitting on the floor of your closet, hugging it out before the clock finally struck midnight, and the first minute of your 3rd anniversary with Kaiser. "Happy 3rd anniversary, Micha.."

[brights-place]

Trollex dating an Deaf S/O

- He noticed you cause you where so close to the speakers in one o the raves and touching it - he just stared at you while hyping up everybody and noticed how you would look up at all the other Techno trolls in awe while you hopped abit and moved side to side with the beat you get from the vibrations - Loved your face when he made the beat drop louder cause it made you more hyped and grinned - You are able to lip read fluently so it's easy to understand what people are asking you sometimes yet it's also sometimes difficult - Though not MOST deaf people can lip read just an little fun fact from your author who's uncle is deaf - you two had your first ever chat after the 3rd rave - Well he talked to you and you just nodded shook your head or just did sign language which he connected the dots quickly - would rush over to you whenever he can somehow, he could read your thoughts and what you want to say but can't at all but try to explain in sign language. - He didn't understand sign language so he just focused on when you're looking at something or someone in a certain way, how your eyebrows furrow. how you squint your eyes, the way your lips curve up or downwards with something he likes and dislikes. - he will sulk at the person and then explain it to them, turning his head at you to know if he was right. - Which he was sometimes it was an 50/50 really depending if he got it right or wrong then remembers your deaf... So he mentally smacked himself in the face - THEN AND THERE! When he wanted to speak to you he wanted to know sign language so you could understand - You fell for him when one of your friends signed to you about how he stood up for you - Found out about his feelings when he saw you vibing to HIS Techno Remix - You fell first HE FELL HARDER - King Trollex WILL beat the shit out of anyone who he sees being ableist towards you like deadass would throw hands and be pissed - Asked some of more high tech trolls (The Funk trolls CAUSE SPACE SHIP!) to make you hearing aids whenever you wanted to wear them - King Quincy and Queen essence cooed at the scene when Trollex gave it for you on your birthday - Trollex cares for you extremely deeply. He tries his best to understand how it feels to be deaf - He makes sure your next to him in the DJ booth so he knows your beside him safe and also so you can be near the speakers to touch the vibrations and feel the beat - Secretly learned sign language from other deaf trolls for you and planned to show you on your anniversary - You caught him doing sign language in secret a couple days before your anniversary and kept it an secret - You tried so hard not to kiss him hard then and there and when it was finally your anniversary you where shaking on your spot excitedly - YOU SWAM SO FAST TOWARDS HIS ASS - Tackled him into an hug grinning and laughing peppering his face with kisses - he's kiss drunk on the spot holding you close and giggling like an idiot - he wanted his knights to learn sign language and gave them the task of following you around - The knights most of the time are translating for those who can't understand you when you use sign language when Trollex can't when he's on his duties - Other then that he would be by your side making sure your safe and are alright

- Blushes and has to explains why he does it

- other trolls cry and tear up at how sweet it was

- You being deaf is not really a problem for him he doesn't mind at all

- he doesn't mind at all explain directly to you what others are saying or explaining it to you the situation

- he always take a moment to explain what happen if you need it

- The first time he did ask you directly if you need him to explain...

- Bliss face palmed in sync with Laguna while Synth gave an thumbs up as they stared at their king who froze realizing what he just did

- You stared at him with absolute confusion. After you've been together for a while he learnt how to identify whenever you need help so he just turn to look at you to know

- You two have an loving relationship and it's so cute that people in techno reef laugh at how cute you two were

- King Trollex WILL beat the shit out of anyone who he sees being ableist towards you like deadass would throw hands and be pissed

- Asked some of more of the high tech trolls (The Funk trolls CAUSE SPACE SHIP!) to make you hearing aids whenever you wanted to wear them

- King Quincy and Queen essence cooed at the scene when Trollex gave it for you on your birthday

- Trollex cares for you extremely deeply. He tries his best to understand how it feels to be deaf

- He makes sure your next to him in the DJ booth so he knows your beside him safe and also so you can be near the speakers to touch the vibrations and feel the beat

- Secretly learned sign language from other deaf trolls for you and planned to show you on your anniversary

- You caught him doing sign language in secret a couple days before your anniversary and kept it an secret

- You tried so hard not to kiss him hard then and there and when it was finally your anniversary you where shaking on your spot excitedly

- YOU SWAM SO FAST TOWARDS HIS ASS

- Tackled him into an hug grinning and laughing peppering his face with kisses

- he's kiss drunk on the spot holding you close and giggling like an idiot

- he wanted his knights to learn sign language and gave them the task of following you around

- The knights most of the time are translating for those who can't understand you when you use sign language when Trollex can't when he's on his duties

- Other then that he would be by your side making sure your safe and are alright

- When he speaks he forgets that he's doing sign language while speaking whenever your near and people point it out

- Blushes and has to explains why he does it

- other trolls cry and tear up at how sweet it was

- You being deaf is not really a problem for him he doesn't mind at all

- he doesn't mind at all explain directly to you what others are saying or explaining it to you the situation

- he always take a moment to explain what happen if you need it

- The first time he did ask you directly if you need him to explain...

- Bliss face palmed in sync with Laguna while Synth gave an thumbs up as they stared at their king who froze realizing what he just did

- You stared at him with absolute confusion. After you've been together for a while he learnt how to identify whenever you need help so he just turn to look at you to know

- You two have an loving relationship and it's so cute that people in techno reef laugh at how cute you two were

[yuan4i]

19. therapist mode on

 “i think ‘m gonna go home early,” you said, finishing your shaved ice. “oh? are you sure? do you want kunikuzushi and i to walk you back to your dorms?” kazuha asked, placing down his spoon and getting up from his chair. “no thanks! i’m not feeling very well, but you two can continue hanging out! it was great getting to know you, kazuha. see you around!” you replied, getting up from your chair and placing money on the table. then your boyfriend, scara, took the money and put it back in your hands. “keep it, i’ll pay for you. text me when you get home, ‘kay?” “m’kay. love you.” 

you scrambled out of the cafe with a sigh, then proceeded to walk towards the opposite direction of your shared dorm with lumine. going back and seeing lumine may be the last thing you’d want to deal with right now considering how upset she was with scaramouche. while walking, you noticed a car slowing down in front of you. the windows rolled down and there you saw a familiar face; lyney. “hey um could you please get in? lynette asked me to pick you up?” he asked, unlocking the car doors. “oh! uh alright.” 

the entire ride was pure silence. you refused to open your mouth; you knew if you were to say something you’d start bawling on the spot. it wasn’t hard keeping it all in with scaramouche or kazuha, but with lyney? lyney was one of the few people that made you weak. it’s hard to keep anything from him, especially because your first encounter with him was sobbing in his arms. 

soon enough, the car parked and you two arrived at the front of the dormitory building. “so… you wanna tell me what’s up?” lyney sighed, turning off the engine of the car. “nothing’s wrong.” you mumbled under your breath, then turning your head to face the window. he frowned at that action. “you look like you’re about to cry, so clearly something’s wrong. i’m not going to force you to talk about it, but we can in the dorms for comfort,” he helped you out the car, then walked you to his dorm room. 

“lynette isn’t home at the moment… i think it’s with lumine? anyways, feel free to sit down on the couch. i’ll prepare some snacks and we can put on a movie, if that helps.” you nodded, making yourself comfortable in the living room. lyney was nice. too nice, even for your liking. how can you keep things to yourself when a sweet guy offers help? a few minutes later, he came back with tea and gummy bears. “i got sugary candy because i heard they help the brain when you’re feeling down…? not sure if it’ll help much, but if there’s anything else you want to eat, let me know!” “thank you.” 

“before we start the movie, is there anything you wanna talk about? you deserve to have your concerns heard.” 

“i guess i don’t know. my boyfriend, scara, has been really close with one of his friends lately… i don’t want to sound insecure but i don’t know. they call each other nicknames and seem so much closer together than i am with him. they even do romantic-y couple-y stuff together. and the way scara looks at him… he never in the years we’ve been together have looked at me like that. i just, fuck. i don’t know. it’s going to be our 3rd anniversary next week and i just don’t want things to go wrong right now. ” you sighed, avoiding lyney’s gaze. 

“i’m sorry to hear that. it’s totally okay and valid to feel this way! hell, if i were in your position, i’d be upset as well. i’m good to have open communication with your partner, so i do suggest that. but no matter what happens, just know that plenty of people are here for you.” he said, pulling you in for a hug as you started sobbing. it pained him to see you in such a dejected state. lyney felt guilty. guilty that this was happening to you. guilty that he had ulterior motives in this so-called “friendship” with you. guilty that hearing you complain about your boyfriend made him feel relieved.

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lyney x reader SYNOPSIS you’re at a bar, drinking your heart out after another having a feud with your boyfriend of 2 years. you later stop at your friend’s house to stay the night but… the one who opens the door isn’t her but instead, her brother…?

notes : hi yall i've been so deadge lately... school literally wants me dead wtf 👎 anyways, erm i wrote this like in the morning so pls lmk if i made any mistakes bc i did not proofread this yet </3 tysm for reading mwah!

[moonlightequin1]

✨ TWISTED WONDERLAND YUME/OC/SELF-SHIP FAN SURVEY 2024 RESULTS ✨

HAPPY 4TH ANNIVERSARY, TWST JP! 🎉

In January, I made a survey to find out who is the most popular character to yume/oc/self-ship with! And there was 1,244 responses!

So I will share the results as promised! Who are the most popular characters to yume with?! Let's find out!

⚠️ THIS POLL CONTAINS CHARACTERS THAT ARE CURRENTLY LIMITED TO TWST JP!!! If you are a TWST EN player, be aware of spoilers ⚠️

RANKING:

🥇 Malleus Draconia 🐉

Malleus won 1st place with 50.6% of votes!

🥈 Idia Shroud 💀

Idia won 2nd place with 32.5% of votes!

🥉 Azul Ashengrotto 🐙

Azul won 3rd place with 32.3% of votes!

4. Leona Kingscholar 🦁

Leona got 4th place with 30.5% of votes!

5. Ace Trappola ♥️

Ace got 5th place with 27.9% of votes!

6. Vil Schoenheit 👑

Vil won 6th place with 24.8% of votes!

7. Floyd Leech 🦈

Floyd got 7th place with 24.7% of votes!

8. Jade Leech 🐬

Jade got 8th place with 24.6% of votes!

9. Deuce Spade ♠️

Deuce got 9th place with 24.1% of votes!

10. Lilia Vanrouge 🦇

Lilia got 10th place with 23.7% of votes!

11. Silver ⚔️

Silver got 11th place with 23.4% of votes!

12. Rook Hunt 🏹

Rook got 12th place with 22.3% of votes!

13. Riddle Rosehearts 🌹

Riddle got 13th place with 22.2% of votes!

14. Jamil Viper 🐍

Jamil got 14th place with 19.9% of votes!

15. Rollo Flamme 🔔

Rollo got 15th place with 19.5% of votes!

16. Sebek Zigvolt ⚡

Sebek got 16th place with 18.6% of votes!

17. Ruggie Bucchi 🍩

Ruggie got 17th place with 14.4% of votes!

18. Jack Howl 🐺

Jack got 18th place with 14.3% of votes!

19. Cater Diamond & Fellow Honest ♦️&🦊

Cater and Fellow are TIED for 19th place w/13.7% of votes!

20. Kalim Al-Asim ☀️

Kalim got 20th place w/13.6% of votes!

21. Divus Crewel ⚗️

Crewel got 21th place w/13.3% of votes!

22. Trey Clover ♣️

Trey got 22nd place w/12.8% of votes!

23. Epel Felmier 🍎

Epel got 23rd place w/12.5% of votes!

24. Chen'ya 🐈

Chen'ya got 24th place w/11% of votes!

25. Dire Crowley 🐦‍⬛🎭

Crowley got 25th place w/10.6% of votes!

26. Meleanor Draconia 🖤🐉👑

Meleanor got 26th place w/8.8% of votes!

27. Grim 🐱

Grim got 27th place w/7.7% of votes!

28. Ortho Shroud & Hirasaka Yuuka 🤖&🦐

Ortho and Yuuka are TIED w/7.2% of votes!

29. Neige LeBlanche ❄️

Neige got 29th place w/7.1% of votes!

30. Sam ☠️

Sam got 30th place w/6.4% of votes!

31. Baul Zigvolt 🐊

Baul got 31st place w/5.4% of votes!

32. Dilah Spade 💙

Dilah got 32nd place w/5.1% of votes!

33. Enma Yuuken 🦞

Yuuken got 33rd place w/4.8% of votes!

34. Mozus Trein & Najma Viper 📚&🐍

Trein and Najma TIED for this spot w/4% of votes!

35. Mito Yuuta 🦐

Yuuta got 35th place w/3.4% of votes!

36. Kuroki Yuuya 🦐

Yuuya got 36th place w/3.2% of votes!

37. Knight of Dawn 🌄🗡️

Knight of Dawn got 37th place w/2.5% of votes!

38. Gidel 🐱🔨

Gidel got 38th place w/2.1% of votes!

39. Mrs. Shroud 🩷

Mama Shroud got 39th place w/1.8% of votes!

40. Ashton Vargas & Cheka 💪🫎&🧶

Vargas and Cheka tied w/1.6% of votes!

41. Mr. Shroud 💙

Papa Shroud got 41st place w/1% of votes!

42. Marja Felmier 🍏

Meemaw got 42nd place w/0.9% of votes!

43. Ambrose the 63rd 🧙‍♂️

Ambrose got 43rd place w/0.6% of votes!

44. Kifaji 🪶

Kifaji got 44th place w/0.5% of votes!

45. The Seven Dwarfs 🪄

Dominic and Gran had 3 votes, but statistics state that they got 0.2% of votes along w/Hop, Shelpy, Toby, Timmy, and Snick!

And lastly...

46. King Henric/Henry 👑

Henric got last place w/0.1% of vote(s)

*he only got one vote but I wonder who the voter was...? 👀✨*

I was planning to share all the responses to the last question but....I got over 1,244 responses! I read many of your wonderful responses about your OC/Yume/Self-ships and how you ended up doing it for your OSHIS!

This was a fun project! Thank you all so much for joining this survey!

In less than THREE months, this got over 1,244 responses and it was great! I can see that TWST EN's fanbase is HUGE on Malleus and I'm honestly amazed by how different it is to the JP side!

I'll say this once again: Happy Anniversary everyone!! And I hope you all have a fantastic day/afternoon/evening/night!! 🎉🎊

I hope we all continue twisting and having great experiences with Twisted Wonderland! If you want to see the rest of the statistics, you can see it on my Twitter!

https://twitter.com/MoonlightEquin1/status/1769566912680431788?t=Q3BvhDRYLkR3kcL8yeShug&s=19

[project-sekai-facts]

Are there any characters that canonly have bad eyesight/glasses? Like ik kohane wears glasses in one of her untrained cards, but is that canon or is that just for the card's aesthetic?

I'm assuming you haven't read VBS main story because Kohane wears glasses for a decent chunk of that and switching to contacts is part of her character development (to appear more confident). She wears them in her woao untrained because it was late at night and she would've taken them out by then.

KAITO in School SEKAI has glasses as part of his original outfit and is shown wearing them to read sheet music, though the glasses were removed post-3rd anniversary. None of the other MCs need glasses, but Haruka and occasionally Airi wear fake ones when out and about to avoid being spotted. In terms of side characters, there's Keisuke, Mafuyu's dad, Reki, Sakaki, the More More House Landlady, and Hiiragi who all wear glasses. There's also Hibiki Miyake, Shuuta Hayashi, and Tomomi Ohara who don't have Live2D models but are illustrated with them.

[itsruki]

The Drug in me is you

Dom!Abusive!Sanzu x Sub!Abused!Younger!reader

MDNI! MINORS DO NOT READ!

Masterlist:

a/n: Here is the surprise..It kind of just came to me. I personally love it.

synopsis: Haruchiyo and you are a couple and have been together for 3 years. It's not a good relationship. It's toxic and very unhealthy. On the night of your 3rd anniversary, he came home late again. He missed the date. So you finally decided to confront him and potentially leave him

Trigger warnings: afab-reader , mentions of unprotected sex, domestic abuse, guns, fingering, petnames: good girl, baby, girl, angel

word count:  1,925

You were wearing his favorite dress, made your makeup look just the way he liked it, and cooked his favorite dinner.

You sat on the couch, waiting for him to come home, and that's when you began to think.

It's your anniversary. 3 years.

3 years of him putting you second. 3 years of him coming home late and doing everything that Mikey wants from him. 3 years of emotional outbursts, of anger, of rage, of despair, violence, drugs and parties. You knew what you got yourself into when you started talking to Haruchiyo. He was always known to be unstable. The drug of the day determined his mental state. Physical violence was normal, but it's not like you could speak yourself clear of that yourself. It's like you bring out the worst in each other, yet you just can't be without each other, and it's not like everything is bad. They call him the mad dog, but he can be quite a timid puppy at times. When the drugs are affecting him in just that very specific way, his emotions swing in the opposite direction. He turns into a whimpering mess….someone who you can't help but wanting to be protected. 

Images flash in front of your eyes of all the nights where he just begged for you to stay, begged for you to hold him because he felt like he would fall apart on the spot if you didn't.

Your head snapped back when you heard the keys in the door. You check the time.….3 am….at this point, the food is cold, and so is your heart.

Haru steps into the shared apartment, his motions a little wobbly due to the drugs that are probably in his system.

You almost dreaded the next question you had to ask.

"Where were you?...it's 3 am?"

His head snapped up, and he stared at you, through his emerald green eyes.

"What do you think, woman?! I was working my ass off!" you flinched. This was normal. Haruchiyo wasn't to be questioned.

"We were supposed to have a date night, Haru….you promised…"

He laughed. "And? Plans change. Besides, Mikey needed me."

You flinched again, your shoulders shaking.

"Could you please call next time?.... I was waiting. " You really were pushing it today. You just wanted to spend time with him.

"Why should I? It's not like you did anything special. Whatever. Did you make food? I'm starving."

"....Haru I..." you stuttered. You promised yourself you would finally stand up for yourself. "We need to talk." you said firmly.

He scoffed, "Okay. Talk."

He gave you that knowing smirk. This wasn't the first time you try to pull something like this. "Why are you like this?...why is it always me that has to wait?..." he laughed again. "Because you are just a girl, I keep around. You aren't my king. Nothing important. Just property." that stung.

Anger boiling in your stomach. You clench your first. "I am….not …. Mikey…" his eyes turn from lighthearted and soft to sharp, and his smile vanishes.

"Don't say his name like that. He is my lord. My king. Have some respect."

"It's not fair, Haru. I give you my everything, and I get NOTHING!" he growled. "And?! It's to be expected of you to give yourself up for me!" You stood up and looked at him, facing his eyes.

"You never do what you promised! You are always on drugs, and you always put me second! I deserve more! I deserve love!"

"Stop being such a spoiled brat! I give you a life of luxury, and that's how you pay me back?!"

You flinched. "I don't need all this, Haru! I don't! What I need is your love! What I need is you here! You became such an asshole! You don't even care about me!"

Haruchiyo came closer, only a few inches away.

"Watch your mouth. I won't let you disrespect me; understood? You are to follow me. You are to submit." At this point, you were fed up. He reeked of drugs and alcohol.

"Fuck you and fuck Mikey! I am done! I'm done with all of this!" He grabbed you by the arm. His grip was tight, and his nails dug into your flesh.

"Don't you dare say his name like that, and don't you DARE speak of him in this way, or I will kill you right here and now. I will kill you on the spot and leave no trace behind. You don't know who you are dealing with." You trembled in fear.

"You are scaring me, Haru…." he smirked, his diamond scares moving with his lips to a grotesque smile. "Good. Maybe that would make you learn." He let go of you and slowly stepped away from you. You took a deep breath; you weren't done yet. "Mikey is the sole reason we are breaking apart! Don't tell me you don't see that! You are ALWAYS high, and leave the SECOND he calls for you, regardless of the occasion!"

He turned his head and looked at you. "You really wanna go there? Baby girl, you are playing with fire right now."

He yanked you by the arm and grabbed your throat. "I won't let you disrespect me or my lord. Mikey is my everything. He is my world and my heart. You will never reach his level. You will never be him." You gasped when you felt the cold metal of his gun against your throat. Tears begin to stream down your cheeks. "Haru please. Please don't..." Haruchiyo was always unpredictable. There was no knowing when and if he would do something to you that's more than some slaps or some hits. 

He saw you sob and cry, tears streaming down your face. He looked almost satisfied. He grabbed you off the wall and pushed you onto the ground, placing his gun in the drawer next to him. "Look at you….that's why you will never be him...you are weak and pathetic…" You kept crying until you got a hold of your purse. You throw it in his direction. "I HATE YOU, HARUCHIYO!" you screamed at the top of your lungs. "I WILL LEAVE YOU. I'M DONE. I'M LEAVING!" Your whole body was on fire. He stepped closer to you and kneeled down on one knee before yanking your head back on your hair, so you had to look at him; your mascara was ruined. "You pathetic excuse of a woman...shut your mouth before I make you...and if I do...I will do it forever." He slapped you across the face before he got up and sat down on the sofa, legs spread out, a big smirk on his face as you were still sitting on the ground crying. 

"Go on. Leave. I don't need you. I know you have nowhere to go. Your family disowned you. You have no friends and nobody to go back to. So go on."

He untied his tie and filled himself a glass of wine that was on the little table next to the sofa. 

You couldn't see anymore. Everything was blurry from all the tears you were shedding. 

"What happened to you, Haru?….why is Mikey everything for you?…..he isn't doing anything for you, Haru…." He looked down at you, ready to go back and hit you again, but you kept talking. "I was always here….why are you like this to me?….I gave you everything, Haru…..I am always here." Something in his eyes moved. "I am always here…..every bad trip….every depressive episode….every rage...every time you can't sleep….every panic attack...I'm always here….I'm the one holding you...not Mikey."

"Don't speak his na-"

"It's not fair, Haru!" he faltered.

"It's not fair…." he seemed conflicted.

"What did I do to deserve this, Haru?... why do I not deserve your love?" You began to shake as the tears just kept streaming down your cheeks

"Am I not good enough, Haru?? Am I not worthy of love? Am I not doing enough? Please tell me so I can fix it...I don't know what I did….."

His face contracted, and his fists clenched.

"Please Haru…..I love you so much…..I just want you to stop hurting me….please stop hurting me…."

"I'm not hurting you...I…..I….I don't…"

A few individuals tears run down his cheeks.

".....I'm not...I…..I give you everything I have."

"Today was our anniversary…..Haru…"

His eyes widened. He forgot. You saw that in his face: "M-mikey needed me, I...I…"

More and more tears run down his cheeks

"I'm sorry...I….I just….I didn't…...I…"

He started shaking. His hand grabbed his face, fingers running through his hair. "I didn't mean to..." There is that face that always drew you back…..the vulnerable little boy.

You got up and went over to his sofa. He was shaking, his eyes not focusing on you. He was looking past you. His breath has irregular…..panic attack….

You wrapped your arms around him, his face in your chest, and your hand on his head. You began to run your hand through his hair. "It's okay, Haru...breath...I'm here…"

You held him close and rocked him back and forth as he started to wrap his arms around you. He began to grasp his arms around you and cling to you like a lifeline as he was furiously sobbing. Desperate and filled with pain and hurt.

"I'm so sorry...I'm so stupid...I can't live without you…I need you...i….I can't...please...I…."

He sobbed, hiccuping and unable to breath properly. You kept cradling him in your arms and whispering to him, "It's okay, Haru….I'm here for you...I won't leave you." He pulled you even closer, his face buried in your chest. "I don't deserve you...I never do, yet you always stay….you always stay…..please never leave...I love you so much."

You kept cradling him. Kissing the top of his head until he slowly calmed down. 

He looked up at you and stared into your eyes. He looked so desperate. You cupped his face in your hands and leaned down, giving him a soothing and soft kiss on his lips. He slowly kisses back, as if you could break with any wrong move, so gentle and soft. 

"I love you so much" he whispered

"I love you too, Haru…" 

You kissed again, the kiss hungry and desperate. Needy for love. 

"Please forgive me...I promise this is the last time…."

You knew it was a lie...it always was.

You kissed him again, and again. All you two wanted was love.

He pulled you in his lap, hugging you tightly.

"I forgive you, Haru...I'm yours…" you whispered. You two are unable to be without each other. 

After a few moments of cuddling and looking at each other, he began to kiss your neck. His hands were drawing circles on your thighs. "That's my favorite dress…" you nodded. "I wanted to look pretty for you" you whispered back to him. He gently caressed your cheek. "I'm sorry that I ruined your makeup" you shock your head no….

You leaned down, kissing his lips again. The kiss was soft and sweet until you tried to pull back. When you tried to pull back, his hand grabbed firmly in your neck and pulled you back into the kiss. His tongue playfully licked on your bottom lick, asking for entrance. 

Your cheeks heated up, and a soft moan left your lips before opening them for him. 

His tongue slid into your mouth. The kiss turned from gentle and sweet more and more to sloppy and messy. He held you close and began to rub his hand up and down on your calve. "Haru~" you moaned against his lips when you felt his touch. 

"Never let go…" you whispered before his hand began to give your ass some firm squeezes.

His other hand grabs your chin and tilts your head back. "you're mine….only mine…"

Another kiss. You felt him harden under you and began to grind against him, causing him to groan. 

His hand moved your skirt higher and higher until his fingers were properly under the fabric, gracing your panties. "You sound like such a good girl...so fucking perfect."

His fingers were running over your covered folds, you were moaning and throwing your head back. "You are so wet, my sweet baby….did you miss Daddy so much?"

He kept rubbing circles around your clit through the fabric of your panties. "Haruuuu~" you whimpered.

"What do you want, baby?" he teased

"need you….please…" You were just too weak for him. He pulled your panties to the side and began to run his fingers through your lips, collecting slick. 

When he finally pushed a finger in you, you moaned out loudly and long.

He began with a slow and steady pace, in and out, your walls stretching around his finger. His thumb rubbing your clit. A smirk over his face. Your cheeks turning more and more red. 

You closed your eyes, savoring the feeling of his finger, penetrating your small hole. 

As you closed your eyes and finally adjusted to the feeling, he slowly pushed a second finger into you, causing you to yelp out. Drool spilled out of your mouth as he kept pumping into you. You were getting closer and closer to that sweet, sweet release….almost there...until he stopped the motion.

You whined out in frustration.

"Aww, was my baby close?....I'm sorry, baby, but you have to work for it….common angel… Fuck yourself with my fingers. Be a good girl~" he continued to rub your clit through that exchange. You slowly raised your hips before sinking back down, letting out a needy moan. You continued to ride his fingers. The sensation and slight embarrassment make it so much more intense. 

He held your face by the chin, holding your face up for him to look at while you keep riding his fingers.

You felt the knot in your stomach build up again. When he felt you tighten again, he began to move again. An aggressive and past pace that took your breath away and made you claw into his shoulders. He caused you an orgasm that felt earth shaking. Your entire body felt like it was on fire. You shouted, and tears were running down your cheeks. "Who do you belong to, baby?" he asked with a satisfied smile.

"You, Haru...only you." you stammered out. 

He chuckled before he stood up. His elbows hooked under your knees. You were too out of it to even realize that he unzipped his pants and pulled down his boxers, same as pulling your panties to your left ankle. It only registered when you felt his tip rubbing against your entrance. 

"I feel you drooling all over me, baby"

He rubbed the head of his cock between your folds, back and forth, back and forth, making it nice and wet. 

You held onto his shoulders, scared of falling if he wouldn't hold you.

"Haru please..." you begged for him. He gave a guttural and deep chuckle before slowly pushing into your drooling cunt. 

Your eyes widened, as he pushed in, your toes curling. You swore you could feel him in the back of your throat….it's so unbelievably deep.

Just as you finally adjusted to the feeling of having him inside of you, he began to thrust upwards. 

Your whole body was shaking, your eyes wide open, almost as if they would pop out at any minutes. Incohesive babbling was the only thing you mustered out as he kept ravishing your hole midair.

Your nails dug into his back and began to scratch him. 

Your cheeks were red; your makeup a mess; tears kept on running down your cheeks, your mouth open, tongue hanging out and drool spilling down your chin.

Your eyes were half closed, as your brain was just unresponsive.

"I love when you are fucked stupid, baby….makes me want to fuck my load right into you"

You felt the familiar knot in your stomach build up. Frantic whining left your throat the closer you got, which only fueled him more and more to thrust harder and faster.

When your release hit you, your toes curled, and you chanted out his name over and over again. "atta girl...fuck...you squeeze me so tight."

He kept on thrusting into you. His movement dragged out your climax until he gave you one last final hard thrust, spilling his hot cum deep inside your womb. 

Your body felt numb as he gave you a few more lazy pumps to fuck his cum into you.

He pressed his face into your neck as he slowly sat back down onto the sofa, still inside your pussy.

He slowly lifts you so he would slide out.

"Such a good girl…" he huffed out while leaning back.

"Be a doll and light me a cigarette, angel"

While still being completely out of it, you lean over to the little coffee table and grab the box of cigarettes and the lighter.

You fumble one out and place it between his lips. With shaky hands, you lit the cigarette for him and then place the lighter back. 

He kissed your temple before leaning back and smoking. "Thanks doll."

You leaned your head against his chest and tried to calm your breath.

The room went quiet. Both of you were not speaking a word. 

For him, this is a sweet moment of tenderness, and for you…..it's the realization that this whole circle will continue once more.

Again, you were not able to leave.

Again, you were just too weak for him….but….can anyone blame you?

Haruchiyo was just that—a drug. You can't stop….your drug….

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[straycalamities]

Entre's 12th Anniversary Big Birthday Bash!

Alright! So I'd say in about 11 hours, we're gonna start the festivities for Entre's birthday/blog anniversary! He'll be turning [redacted] years old today! And his blog is turning 12 :) (Sorry about the short-notice. It took me this long to come up with something.)

Official start time is 12 PM (Noon) CT (UTC -5)

My plan is we start with a Magma board and have a good old fashioned draw party! If you want to check out Magma (or aggie.io as it was absorbed into Magma) ahead of time feel free to do so! You don't need an account to draw or chat, though! We'll do that for a couple of hours.

If you don't want to draw, feel free to put out prompts or suggestions for the ones that are drawing to pick up if they want! There's a chat feature in the Magma. (You click on your name on the top right to find it.)

(But, for the record, you don't need to be da Vinci to draw. Anyone can draw if they want to regardless of skill level.)

The board's limit is 30 people, and I don't think we're hitting it so feel free to pour in.

Then after that, we'll be headed to Hyperbeam to watch one of Entre's favorite movies: Inception! Unfortunately the viewer limit is 12 people so it'll be first come, first serve. :(

Of course it'll be the big guy all day and NOT me. So. Pay no attention to that man behind the curtain.

If you can't join for whatever reason, feel free to fill his inbox with gifts/birthday wishes! I'll get to them as I can. :)

Under the readmore is the courtesy rules so that we make sure everyone has a fun time. If you break them, it's a 3-strike system (you'll get warnings) before you're banned (on the 3rd strike) from whichever location we're at. That sounds big n scary, but they're easy to follow so don't stress much about it.

Overall Rules: (For clarification on anything just ask me/Entre.) Rules with * are insta-bans and not subject to 3-strike system.

No NSFW discussion or behavior.

No bigoted or hateful behavior. *

Stay as polite and respectful as possible. Take all beef elsewhere.

No ship wars. No askblog/onceler fandom OC favoritism or hate.

No heavy negativity, heavy topics, nor inflammatory topics.

No trolling of any kind. (harmless jokes/pranks okay, but always use discretion/best judgement)

Magma Rules:

Do not draw on or edit other people's drawings in any way without explicit permission from the artist.

No NSFW imagery.

No triggering imagery. (Like the basic stuff: self-harm, gore, etc. If you have a question on what you're allowed to draw, ask me/Entre.)

Do not abuse the Magma permissions/tools. (excessively making layers, moving layers around, etc.)

Do not draw outside your area/draw all over the whole canvas. Leave ample space for everyone to have a spot.

Hyperbeam Rules:

No spoilers.

Do not spam the chat.

The movie has been chosen and there will not be a different one, if you do not like the movie choice, you do not have to join.

[kokorose]

Mother of more than Dragons.- a Fernando Alonso smau

Fernando Alonso x Actress!Reader

Summary: Fans are worried becuase you haven’t been spotted at the track for a couple months. You and Fernando proceed to break the internet.

Faceclaim: Emilia Clarke

Takes place over 2022/2023 seasons

F1 posted

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F1: Breaking news!! Alpines Fernando Alonso to miss Azerbaijan Grand Prix due to personal reasons. He will be replaced by Alpine reserve driver and F2 champion Oscar Piastri!!

Comments:

Username: Omg!! Not Oscar coming in for one of the hardest races of the season!

Username: I hope everything’s okay with Alonso

Username: Do you think it has something to do with Y/n

Username: maybe!

Ynusername posted

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Yusername: Welcome to the world Miá Sofiá Alonso 06.04.22. Momma and Papá are so happy to meet you. We love you to the moon and back princess.

Tagged: FernandoAlonso

Comments:

Ybffusername: Omg!!!!!! She’s here!! Congratulations!

MinttuRaikkonen: Congratulations my friends!!

HannaVettel: Welcome to parenthood guys!

SebastianVettel: Congratulations from the family and I!

JasonMamoa: Congratulations Y/nnnnnnn!!! Baby dragons!!

SophieTurner: omg!!! Welcome to the world little Mia!

Beyoncé: Congratulations Y/n and Fernando! Welcome to motherhood.

F1: Welcome to the world baby Alonso!

SamCalflin: Congratulations Y/n!! She’s beautiful.

FernandoAlonsoOfical: Thank you for creating our treasure Mi Reina( My queen) Te Amo.

Comments are limited

FernandoAlonso posted

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FernandoAlonsoOficial: Bienvenida al mundo mi princesa (welcome to the world my princess). 06.04.22 Miá Sofiá Alonso.

Ynusername is doing amazing and we should be home in a couple days.

Comments:

JensonButton: Congratulations Nando!! She’s beautiful!

SebastianVettel: Congratulations Fernando! Welcome to the world little Miá!

CarlosSainz55: Feliciades Fernando!!!

F1: Congratulations to your new family Fernando!

AlpineOffical: félictations Fernando!

LeoMessi: Feliciades Fernando!

MarkWebber: Congratulations Nando!! Let me know if you guys need anything!

Ynusername: Te quiero mucho querido! 🥰❤️(I love you so much my love)

Ynusername posted

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Ynusername: 6 years ago I met the love of my life. Three years later we got married. This year we welcomed Miá into our lives. Thank you for being my best friend and the best father to our princess! Happy 3rd Anniversary my beloved, I love you forever. 🥰

Tagged: FernandoAlonsoOfical

Comments:

EstebanOcon: Happy Anniversary you guys!

SebastianVettel: Happy Anniversary you two.

FernandoAlonsoOfical: Happy Anniversary mi vida!

SophieTurner: Happy Anniversary to the mother of dragons and her dragon!

Username: HAPPY anniversary!!

Username: can’t believe it’s been 6 since they started seeing each other.

FernandoAlonsoOficial:

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FernandoAlonsoOficial: Mi Vida(my life), Mi Reina(my queen)

How you’ve changed my life over the last 6 years. Thank you for standing by me through every decision over the years. That day 6 years ago when you stepped into the garage stopped my world and you became my world. Thank you for giving me a beautiful daughter who lights up my life. Thank you for giving me something to come home to.

Te amo hasta la luna y las estrellas( I love you to the moon and stars). Te amo hoy y te amaré todos los días por el resto de mi vida.(I love you today and will love you for the rest of my life.)

Comments:

ynusername: Te Amo Mi Amor 🥰

JensonButton: Happy Anniversary you guys!!!

MarkWebber: Aren’t you happy I told you to go for it? 😁

FernandoAlonsoOficial: 🖕🏻

EstebanOcon: Happy Anniversary

F1: Happy Anniversary Fernando and Y/N

AstonMartin: Can’t wait to see this beautiful family in our garage come March!!

OscarPiastri: Happy Anniversary!

June 4th 2023

ynusername and Fernando Alonso posted

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ynusername: My little Miá,

I can’t believe you are already a year old! You’ve brought such joy and laughter into mine and papa’s life and we couldn’t love you more! I can’t wait to see the type of person you’ll grow up into but at the same time I don’t want you to grow up!

Tagged: FernandoAlonsoOficial

Comments:

FernandoAlonsoOficial: mi hermosa princesa( my beautiful princess)

[mymegrokosmos]

you wear a red dress on a date and to say jihoon is enraptured is an understatement (for 👑 bc ruby still has me by the throat).

kissing, slight nsfw - insinuation of oral (m. rec).

the way his jaw locks as his eyes take you in is your first clue that you're going to be in for a long night. it's unusual to catch jihoon willingly outside of his studio and awake at this time on a weeknight. he marked the date on his calendar, having put the 3rd thursday of every month aside for you almost six months ago now. the reminder alerts in his calendar lighting up his phone every other day keep sending mingyu into fits of giggles about how whipped his hyung is but it's been working for you both so jihoon isn't complaining. mingyu doesn't really have any room to speak anyway.

usually, you do something at home together or get out to try an activity neither of you has done before. tonight it's your anniversary and he wanted to take you for a nice dinner. that might have been a mistake, judging by the way he's underestimated your ability to take his breath away. when he finally pulls himself together enough to stop watching the way the dress clings in all the places he'd like to put his hands later he notices your red lipstick. he nearly has to take a minute all over again, head tilting back to look at the ceiling.

he lets out a breath, hands stuffed into his dress pants pockets as he pushes aside every thought about that colour. he has so many and none of them are particularly appropriate or conducive to getting through the three course meal he has booked for you both already. he can't cancel and drag you back to your room. not after how much you've raved about wanting to try this restaurant together, how often you've offhandedly mentioned you think he'll like the place. so he forgets about the colour red. the way it looks on you. the things he'd like to do. like you to do. when he finally pulls himself together your patient smile nearly undoes him for an entirely different reason.

"ready?"

he nods. you take his hand and he hopes you won't feel how clammy it is. you don't seem to mind, too busy taking him in. he preens a little at that, though he'll never admit it, and it knocks some of his confidence back into place as you lace your fingers with his while he locks up after you both.

by the time you're seated in your usual spot, the passenger seat of his car, his heartbeat has almost returned something resembling normal. his hand settles on your thigh and he's glad for the excuse to focus on the road so he doesn't have to wonder why it's your bare skin he feels when his thumb brushes back and forth in it's usual habitual movement. he sees the slit along the side of your dress later and let's just say he's a fan.

when you make it to the restaurant he stands a little taller, smile curling the corners of his lips up just enough to seem smug every time you touch his arm or move closer. he gets to watch everyone in that building glance up when you walk in and know that he's the one you're here with. the one who gets to take you home. the one you keep turning to with eyes full of love, reaching for every time you think of something, leaning into whenever he says anything to make you laugh.

to say he's fond would be an understatement. there's nowhere he'd rather be tonight, not even if hoshi made those big doe eyes at him, and he finds himself glad that you two get along so well that even if soonyoung did try something he wouldn't be upset at being shut down for you instead. he's joined you both on more than a few dates, and while jihoon might feign exasperation somehow he's always had a good time. the only problem is sometimes soonyoung steals more of your attention than he'd like. you're so quick to offer him acknowledgement of this with a hand on his arm or leg, leaning into his side or somehow making sure you stay connected even while in the midst of an animated discussion that he can't really be mad. you never forget about him, not really.

he tunes back in to your finger gently tracing shapes on his wrist where your hands lay together on the table beside your plates and he blinks up to watch the way the red wine swirls once in the glass before you tip it back. his hand squeezes yours as you take a sip before handing his glass back, humming in approval. he likes the way your lipstick stains the edge of the glass, the same shade as the merlot you've been sharing. you offer him a sip from your own and he keeps his gaze locked with yours as he tastes the sweet crisp white. it sparkles a little on his tongue but he's not sure if that's because of the carbonation or if he's reacting to the way your knee brushes against his thigh as you scoot a little closer. it's a miracle he makes it through dinner.

the ride home is quiet, but comfortable, your hand on his thigh as he drives bundled into his jacket. the way the material drapes over you is his saving grace, hiding your creamy skin and the rippling red silk he's half convinced was invented by the devil himself just to torture him from his direct view. he hums along to the radio, fingers tapping on the wheel as you kick off your heels and curl up beside him. he flicks on the heated seating and watches, from the corner of his eyes, the way you sigh and immediately sink into the black leather.

it's when he finally gets you back into the apartment that he snaps. he's not sure what does it. the press of your body against him as you step close to his side on the elevator ride up, hand linked with his and the other resting against right where his heart practically beats out of his chest. the way you drop your shoes at the door and immediately turn to pull him in for a kiss. he's been waiting to taste you since the minute you stepped out of your shared bedroom in that dress. the way your arms slide up his chest to twine around his neck or the sound of the sigh as he tugs you in closer by the hips. all he knows is that he must be the luckiest man on the planet when you mumble his name against his lips and he finally, finally gets to strip you out of that dress.

it looks much better pooled on the floor of your bedroom while you kneel before him anyway.