#this is the cutest thing i’ve ever seen oh my good

[dinkyshield]

YHIS IS SO FUCKING CUTE WHAT THE FUCK

i turned myself into a cookie, tak! im cookie dempsey!!!

[5sospenguinqueen]

Tantrums Pt 2 | Lewis Hamilton x Reader

Summary: After flushing a ten year relationship down the drain, Lewis realises he wants nothing more than to win you back. Especially when he sees you doing everything in your will to make him suffer.

Warnings: slight age gap, reader is 32. angst. swearing. pettiness

Requested: @madelynn-sienna and a whole bunch of you on part 1

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roscoelovescoco i am’s 12 today’s 🥳 thanks for’s all’s the birthday’s love’s. just as handsome’s as ever’s

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lewishamilton happy birthday to my boy

yn_ln oh, i miss when he was that little. happy birthday to my cutest boy 💕

user1 not yn and lewis both using my boy instead of our boy 

user2 i feel like lewis was behind this post ‘cause he used the cutest pic of him and roscoe

→ user3 yes, he looks so boyfriend coded in this 

→ user4 i feel like that’s the point? 

→ user5 i bet it’s because he’s trying to remind yn of how much she loves her boys

→ user4 but this doesn’t even include yn’s face

albon_pets happy birthday, roscoe! love from the whole gang

user6 everyone is saying lewis posted this to win yn back but i actually feel he’s posting this as a snub

→ user7 he hasn’t included yn’s face despite there being millions of pics of her and roscoe. like, that’s been her dog as well for the past 10 years

→ user8 i feel like these two are going to be really petty. i mean, look at how brocedes went

→ user9 i feel like you can’t let go of a 10 year relationship and not be slightly petty

user10 okay but lewis looks so good in this 

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tagheuer counting down to race time with our formula one collection ambassadors  tagged: maxverstappen1, yn_ln

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yn_ln i think we all know who looks the best though 

→ maxverstappen1 fire her

user1 queen’s been booked and busy lmao

user2 not the red bull brand

redbullracing the best looking ambassadors i’ve ever seen

user3 tag putting yn and max in the same post? does this mean they modelled together?

→ user4 she’s an ambassador for a brand that solely sponsors red bull and is showcasing their f1 collection. of course they modelled together

→ user5 we love to see it

user6 i bet lewis is frothing!

user7 we know who red bull is picking in the divorce 

→ user8 like there was ever a question

user9 i just feel like george will be the one to show this to lewis by going “what do you think about this watch?” 

→ user10 omg yes, he’ll show yn’s pic and say “do you think carmen would like this?” just to watch lewis realise who the model is liked by carmenmmundt 

user11 i know she’s a model so will take the jobs she’s offered but i definitely feel like she accepted this to be a little petty

→ user12 what are the odds that she accepted it with a giggle 

→ user13 as she should

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redbullracing kicking off the mexican grand prix with some famous faces  tagged: yn_ln

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maxverstappen1 famous faces? the only one i recognise here is me

→ yn_ln ha ha ha you’re hilarious.

→ user1 max and yn being besties? when did this happen?

→ yn_ln when we did our shoot for tag and he stuck by my side the entire time. like a child forced into a room with a bunch of their mum’s friends

→ maxverstappen1 you were the only person i knew! 

user2 oh, this isn’t what i was expecting to see when i opened insta 

mercedesamgf1 give her back

→ user3 messy

georgerussell63 oi, she doesn’t belong to you 

→ user4 carmen clearly supports this move

→ georgerussell63 carmen! we can see that you liked this

user5 does this mean lewis and yn are truly over?

→ user6 no! i refuse to accept that this is how it ends 

user7 lewis must be seething 

user8 if anyone hears any loud crashes, that’s lewis throwing things 

landonorris can we have you next?

→ oscarpiastri they seriously need to take away your media 

user9 streets are saying that max was the one who invited her?

user10 please, red bull, fix that damn car so max qualifies at the top, away from lewis, because i fear for our boy’s safety after this 

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yn_ln is this what you call an everyday car? 

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user1 wait, what happened to her ferrari?

charles_leclerc i feel betrayed 

→ yn_ln it’s not about you, i promise

porsche a pretty car for a pretty girl 

→ yn_ln my dream car

→ user2 since, uh, when?

user3 is she starting a new collection of cars or is this in lieu of the ferrari?

→ user4 i fear she got rid of the ferrari 

→ user5 or she’s kept it and just has the porsche in addition

user6 this is definitely a deliberate post. lewis bought her her dream car for their anniversary and not even months later, she’s buying a porsche?

→ user7 she can have more than one car

→ user8 yeah but she’s never been a multiple car owner and like user said. the ferrari was her dream car

user9 this feels like a dig at lewis

user10 i say good for her. a man wasted her time so she’s wasting his “gift”

user11 ultimate power move. if only red bull were still aston martin so she could’ve picked aston martin

user12 i bet lewis got mad at her for being in the red bull garage and she decided to wind him up further

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yn_ln 🖤💋

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carmenmmundt jaw droppped

→ yn_ln 🩷

user1 who is that man?

user2 she thought she could distract us with how hot she looks but we see that man, sis

user3 i hope this one treats her right and gives her everything she deserves

user4 bride yn incoming with a man who will marry her

francisca.cgomes i need that dress and the body in it

→ yn_ln i’ll send you the link, my gorgeous girl

user5 i’m glad she’s moving on because lewis did her dirty so it’s nice to see her recovering from that 

georgerussell63 what’s all this then

→ user6 omg guys, george commented

→ user7 and?

→ user8 he hasn’t commented on any of her posts since her and lewis broke up. does this confirm that the guy in the pic is lewis?

→ user9 may your delulu come trululu

user10 i can’t deal with this today. i know yn deserves the best but she can’t move on

user11 i’m actually in mourning. wdym she’s moving on and getting super hot pics from it

lewishamilton 😅🫣

→ user12 excuse me? i found this comment hidden 1000s of comments down but excuse me?! 

→ user13 what does this mean?!

→ user14 mate, if you want to win her back, you need to try harder

→ user15 he heard people talking about hot she looked and decided to hit her up

→ user16 this is such a pathetic attempt. what happened to his rizz

→ user17 looks like yn took it with her

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user1 @/tweet3 she was! kym illman posted her on instagram as their guest for the weekend

→ user2 she had a merc pass and everything

user3 i want to know who invited her and why. she doesn’t model for tommy anymore so she’d have no reason to be their guest

→ user4 i bet it was george

→ user5 nah. toto did it to throw lewis off so he could make his “shelf life” comment look real

user6 the real question is, did lewis know she was going to be there

user7 @/tweet2 we waited 10 years for lewis and yn’s wedding and we don’t get one ever?

→ user8 they broke up. we weren’t getting one anyway?

→ user7 streets are saying that yn and lewis got married in vegas

→ user8 be fucking real. he broke her heart

user9 @/tweet1 fully agree. i bet it was max and charles instead haha

→ danielricciardo he can back off my man! 

→ user10 omg daniel. he may not be on the grid but max is his forever 

user11 people are speculating that they got married because he posted a picture of a chapel?

→ user12 i know. that could mean literally anything?

user13 all the drivers were drunk celebrating max’s fourth wdc so i’m betting it’s a driver marrying another driver instead

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lewishamilton my whole world

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roscoelovescoco the’s cutest’s sister in all’s the world’s 

user1 the man famous for long captions and he only gives us 3 words?! where’s the details!!

user2 when did this happen!!!

user3 and she has a wedding ring on? they definitely got married in vegas 

user4 guys, she's just changed her name on socials!

georgerussell63 what happens in vegas, does NOT stay in vegas 

charles_leclerc @/alexandrasaintmleux see, i told you we needed a dog AND a baby 

→ yn_hamilton are you going to push the baby out?

→ charles_leclerc i would if biology let me

→ yn_hamilton @/lewishamilton why did you never say this to me?

→ lewishamilton i knew letting you two be friends was a bad idea

yn_hamilton i still can’t believe you brought the ring to vegas

→ lewishamilton i was feeling lucky 

mercedesamgf1 you don’t tell us you got married and now you don’t tell us about the baby

→ scuderiaferrari he’s not your driver anymore?

→ mercedesamgf1 oop, my bad. used to seeing his name and being responsible for his pr

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[mywritersmind]

CURB FLIRTING - LN4

summary : In which Lando finds a girl crying on the side of the road and decides to help her a bit.

listen up : this is the cutest thing i’ve ever written. no pt.2‼️

word count : 1438

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Tears stream down my face, I try to control my breathing but I'm still in shock. Even though I'm sobbing, I want to laugh.

I’m sitting on a curb outside of a club, it’s gross and there’s cigarette butts by my feet. I can only smell alcohol and the scent of my vanilla perfume.

I want to rip it off my body. I try to take a deep breath but my chest hurts and I start coughing. People around me ask if I'm okay but when I nod they leave.

Until a man’s shoes appear in front of me, “Are you alright?” I look up, breathing heavily still before nodding and looking back down at his shoes. I like them.

He sits next to me, “You sure?” He has an accent. British, I think.

“No.” I laugh as he cracks a smile.

“I’m Lando.” He holds out his hand for me to shake, so I do. His ring is cold against my burning skin. When I meet his eyes again, I realize they’re green and unfairly stunning.

In fact, his whole face is stunning. He’s got curly hair, dark and mullet-ish, his clothes are light and his jewelry is nice.

“I’m Y/n.” I sniffle, wiping a tear from my face, “I like your shoes.”

He smiles again, “Thank you. I like your dress.” I glance down to my bare legs, hot and uncomfortable with the icy air. He seems to notice my body language and shrugs off his jacket, laying it over my legs.

I frown, crying more, “Hey- I didn’t mean to make it worse.” He looks genuinely worried.

“You didn’t. I’m just- Thank you.” He nods, “I’m kinda embarrassed.”

“No need. Plenty of strangers have seen me cry.” He shrugs, eyeing my hair and earrings, “You don’t need to worry though, you’re a pretty crier.”

I let out a laugh, something I haven’t done for a few hours, “I doubt you aren’t.” His presence is oddly comforting yet also awkward because I was bawling in front of him.

His smile is kind and soft while his body looks sharp and hard. “You flatter me, Y/n.” I like the way he says my name. But that could just be because of my tears.

“What’s your deal, Mr. Lando no last name?” My eyes are still wet but my tears are no longer falling, “Are those your friends?”

We both look over to the group on the other side of the road, three men staring. Lando eyes them but quickly looks back at me, “Uh, yeah.”

“Do they think a twenty four year old woman is going to hurt you?” I look at them again, “Because they sure are protective.”

He laughs, “Protective is a good word for it. Where are your friends?” This makes me frown and he sees it instantly, “Are you visiting Monaco?”

I nod, “Yeah. Are you?”

He shakes his head, “I live here.” My eyes instinctively widen at this. He looks young. I mean, he could be studying here I guess but still.

“How old are you?”

“Twenty five.” This makes my brows pull together, he laughs at this.

“Are you… rich?” I whisper it as if it’s illegal.

He leans it a bit close, “Sort of.”

I hum, “How…?”

“I’ll tell you if you come and sit in my car with me.” I raise a brow at this, crossing my arms, “I promise it’s just because I'm worried you’re gonna catch a cold.” I look at him skeptically too, “You can hold my keys if it makes you feel better.”

I stand, holding his jacket close to me as he drops his keys into my hand. I stare down at them, blink. “A McLaren?” I roll my eyes.

“An eye roll is not the usual reaction I get for that!” He starts walking and I follow him.

“Oh, so you bring all the girls you find crying in the street into your car?” He eyes me, a slight smirk on his face.

“Only the pretty ones.”

I roll my eyes, “You’re going to let a stranger take the keys to your McLaren?” He just shrugs.

“I know your name. You know mine.”

He lets me sit in the driver's seat, he turns the car on and Mamma Mia starts blasting. “Shit.” He mumbles, turning it down quickly as I giggle.

“A musical fan…?” His face is serious and definitely embarrassed. I can’t help but laugh more, “Okay, Okay. How are you, Mr. very mysterious Lando no last name, rich?”

He stretches his arms up, grinning but staying silent. Oh god. He’s fit as hell.

“Oh no.” I feel doom approaching me.

“What?” he asks.

“Don’t tell me you’re a footballer.”

He looks horrified, “An american footballer?” I did forget about that one little difference between us. “Why would I be an American footballer?”

“Well you’re-” He raises a brow as I groan, “You clearly work out.” He laughs at me. “Lando! I’m serious, you’re an athlete aren’t you? Oh god I don’t want to know. Do you play soccer? You’ve got the height for it.”

His jaw is dropped at this point, “Calling me hot then calling me short is insane!”

“I did not say, ‘hot’!” I scoff, turning towards him, “Tell me what you really do then. Are you in the Mafia?”

He sighs, leaning his head against the glass of his car. I hadn't realized before, but I'm much more comfortable here. Well, I suppose a McLaren has got to be more comfortable than a street corner.

It’s quieter and definitely warmer. Plus, I do feel safe with Lando which is a bit odd because I just met the guy.

“I’m a formula 1 driver.”

Oh?

“Oh.” I nod. I don’t know anything about motorsport so I'm a bit lost, but I guess I got my answer, “So you drive cars?”

He looks happy at my answer, his smile making my cheeks heat, “Yeah… Yeah I drive cars.”

Lando Norris.

An interesting name for an interesting man. We stay in his car for another… hour? I don’t know. I lose track of time when Lando starts telling me about everywhere he’s traveled.

He lets me rant or stay silent, something I've been waiting for all night. Or maybe all my life.

He leaves me for five minutes alone, in which I peek around his car, finding absolutely nothing but a golf ball and a bag of chips. He comes back with a smile on his face and an ask.

I move to the passenger seat, saying hi to his friends. He said that he wanted me to feel safe and after the conversation with his friends, I really do. I don’t think I've ever laughed harder at a man’s friend group.

He plays ‘Thank you for the music’ on low while I look out the window, my hair blowing in the wind.

“Hey uh-” he clears his throat, “Could I get your number? Just to check in tomorrow.” I bite my lip as he hands me his phone, smiling to myself as I type in my number.

“Dont abuse it.” I joke as he taps his finger against the wheel.

He's grinning again, “Can’t promise anything.”

I sigh, watching the city pass by me, some of the boats on the water quiet and some bright and loud. I like it here. Even if me crying had to get me in such a good mood.

“Thanks for driving me.”

“Of course, I hope to do it again, one day.”

“You know we're probably not going to see eachother again, right?” I see the corner of his mouth quirk downwards, “I’m going home tomorrow.”

“And I have access to private planes.” He shrugs as I scoff.

“Lando. I just met you. What if I was some crazy stalker?” Does this man not know stranger danger?

He eyes me, “Well, are you?”

“No…”

“So,” he glances at me, a curl falling into his face, “I'll see you soon.”

Sadly, my hotel isn’t far and when he pulls up to the front, I get an odd sensation of sadness washing over me. “Want me to walk you up?”

I shake my head, “You’ve done enough for me.” I lean over the middle console and press a soft kiss to his cheek, “Have a good night, Lando.”

“You too, Y/n.” I grab my bag, and slip out the expensive car, looking back one last time to see Lando watching me. His eyes are meaningful and something I have a feeling I won’t be forgetting anytime soon.

[dollzites]

⏦ﾟ♡︎ SEUNGHYUN (T.O.P) AS YOUR HUSBAND

୨ৎ pairing: husband!seunghyun x fem reader

୨ৎ genre: fluff! with mild sex talk

୨ৎ from myeong: hi!!! super duper excited to take this request since he’s been my love since I was a very young girl! have always looked up to him and I’m so happy to be writing for him!! and he’s back?! wooo!! please enjoy this! x

he’s going to be a very caring, attentive, and thoughtful husband. I don’t care what anyone else says about him, he’s going to be the bestest husband and do all that he can to make you happy.

is he perfect? nope. not even close to it and no one is perfect but what he does is try and he shows you that he cares and cares enough to work hard to keep the relationship as healthy as it can be.

sometimes isn’t clingy because he wants you to be the one to break first. he definitely enjoys watching you run to him for a hug, kiss, or something else.

shy!!!! he’s not shy all the time and likes to be the dominant one in the relationship of course and in a very non toxic way but when he does feel shy it’s the cutest thing you’ve ever seen a man do.

“what? you think this suit looks good on me? oh.. it’s what they told me to wear and honestly I wasn’t sure if it was too much.. but since you like it—”

he won’t finish because he’s looking down at the ground cheeks slightly pink from feeling a bit shy and embarrassed by how you keep staring at him and complimenting him. sounds weird for him hm? well! you’re just that special girl to him. I mean come on he married you!! he’s a different man now.

is very overly protective over you. will do all that he can to protect you and your relationship. since you are now a married couple he takes it to another level of wanting you and him protected as a couple.

“would you like to try this new dish with me? I can make it! or.. maybe.. we can cook it together?”

please cook with him because he secretly loves it and falls more in love with you watching how you cut up vegetables and the look on your pretty face when you’re concentrated and working. so cute

seunghyun is very obsessed with morning sex especially now as a married couple he just feels it’s needed and if you both don’t have time in the morning then expect before bedtime sex.

he loves trying new things with you. when he first brought up pulling hair.. it wasn’t yours. it was his. you pulled on his soft black locks and he felt this spark inside of him that he’s never felt before.

if it was a long night of sex he purposely gets up before you and makes you breakfast but not in bed since he’ll kindly drag you out of bed and have you sit at the table with him but you always end up sitting in his lap which he enjoys more of course.

“you’re such a pretty girl did you know that?”

“I.. love you a lot. thank you for loving me despite everything that I’ve been through. thank you.”

he’s a cautious husband and never wants you to feel hurt or anything close to that. he’ll do all that he can to make sure you’re happy, comfortable, and safe. he’s careful with his words especially when you two get into small arguments. he’s learned from the past on what not to do.

seunghyun is very emotional and he’s not afraid to show that with you. when he was younger it was a different story but he’s older now and has been through things that has shown him it’s okay to show such emotions. he trusts you as his wife and always cries in your arms if he desperately needs it.

expect movie nights with him!! which end in not watching the movie at all and just talking to each other about the weirdest topics or space of course.

will take so many pictures of you posing next to the moon specially the full moon since it’s his favorite! he finds it beautiful just like you. cries

nights in are his favorite but if you want to go out then he’ll do that for you. he’ll enjoy going on walks with you while eating ice cream his most favorite sweets. his free hand will hold yours tightly.

craves you in every way possible. he’ll need to kiss you often and stroke your hair or pull you closer to him and his larger frame. he enjoys how much shorter you are and constantly brings it up.

[seumyo]

todoroki and his awkwardness with babies.

Todoroki considered himself not good with kids. Yet somehow your nephew always seemed to favor him whenever he wasn’t busy with hero work and volunteered to babysit alongside you.

“Oh my goodness, look at this little cutie!” you coo, your voice brimming with excitement. Todoroki follows your gaze.

There he was. Baby Eitarou was happily gnawing on his teething ring as he sat on his play mat. His wide, curious eyes locked onto Todoroki’s mismatched ones. He tilted his head, letting out a series of excited babbles before reaching his tiny arms out toward him.

You gasped softly, clasping your hands together. “Shou, I think he wants you to hold him!”

Todoroki blinked, clearly unprepared for this turn of events. No matter how often he accompanies you, he still finds himself unprepared for every subtle change. “Me? Why?”

“I— don’t we always carry him whenever he does the grabby hands?”

“I do not, but you do. Because he always wants you to carry him.”

“Well, it looks like he wants you to carry him today,” you reply, your voice quivering with barely contained delight.

With a resigned sigh, he kneeled down. “I… suppose I can.”

He held the child stiffly, his arms awkwardly outstretched as if the baby were made of glass.

“Like this, hun,” you told him, adjusting his arms so he supported the baby properly.

Eitarou immediately snuggled into Todoroki’s chest, then gurgled happily, reaching up to grab at Todoroki’s face. His tiny fingers clumsily found Shouto’s cheeks, squishing them lightly as he let out a delighted giggle.

“Uwah!”

“Aww, you two are so cute! The cutest thing I’ve ever seen!”

Todoroki remained still, his hands supporting the baby securely while the tiny fingers continued exploring his face. “Is he supposed to do this?” he asked, his voice even. He eyed baby Eitarou and evaded his face whenever the little one tried to put his baby fingers in his mouth.

“He’s just curious!” you answered. “Let him—oh, now he’s going for your hair!”

Eitarou’s small hand found Todoroki’s dual-colored bangs, grabbing a tuft of white hair and tugging lightly. Todoroki froze, unsure how to react.

“Do I… stop him?” he asked slowly, unsure.

You waved your hands frantically. “No, no! Let him be! It’s harmless—unless he tries to put your hair in his mouth.”

He freezes, blinking owlishly at you. He’s never heard you speak of such things, let alone worry if Eitarou would nibble at your hair whenever you held this angel.

“He could do that? Should I put him down?”

“No! It’s just a little heads up. Babies who are teething tend to put most things in their mouth.”

“Oh.” Todoroki was somewhat relieved.

The baby let out another giggle, switching to the red side of Todoroki’s hair, his small face lighting up as he babbled incomprehensibly. “Umn!”

Your husband pouted a little. “Does this mean I need a haircut?”

He’s already thinking of going to the barber’s shop, the one that Kaminari had recommended in passing. Todoroki’s never tried that barber before, but if his friend had recommended it, then it could be worth trying.

You burst into laughter. “What? No! Why would you need a haircut? You just went to get a trim last week.”

“Oh. I did.”

He looked down at the baby, who was now attempting to bury his face into Todoroki’s shoulder while babbling happily, and he wiped the little drool on the corner of Eitarou’s mouth with the soft cloth you handed him. “I just thought that if my hair’s this interesting to a baby, maybe it’s too long.”

“Are you serious?” you asked, barely able to keep a straight face. “Hun, your hair is perfect. Eitarou just thinks you’re the coolest person ever.”

Todoroki blinked, clearly processing the statement, but he said nothing. His hold on the baby shifted slightly as he cradled the child more comfortably, the corners of his lips almost forming a smile.

“You think I’m the coolest?” he asks Eitarou, who could only giggle at him. “I think you’re the coolest as well, ‘Tarou.”

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“You were great with him,” you said softly. Eitarou is napping by now, courtesy of Todoroki rocking him back and forth (even if you suggested he used the rocking chair instead so he doesn’t tire himself out) while humming a soft lullaby.

Todoroki glanced at you, his expression thoughtful. “I just held him, love.”

“Yeah, but you made him so happy—and got him to take his after-lunch nap. That counts for a lot.”

There was a brief pause before Todoroki replied, “I suppose.”

You sighed softly, watching as the tiniest hint of a smile flickered on your husband’s face. “‘Tarou’s grown to love you. You’d make a good dad someday, hun.”

His expression was unreadable as he took this in, but the faintest hint of a smile tugged at the corner of his lips. “Maybe. Someday. When we’re both ready.”

He’d admit that the thought was... something he’ll look forward to more often now that you brought it up.

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[ari-ana-bel-la]

Heyy Babes Can you please write Dad!Lewis where he loves to spoil his baby and someone questions him about it in an interview or smth like that. Thank youu

Spoiling her rotten

The paddock was buzzing with energy as the drivers gathered around, enjoying a rare moment of relaxation before qualifying. The Ferrari garage was unusually lively today, and it wasn't because of strategy discussions or mechanics making last-minute adjustments. No, the source of the excitement was a tiny, giggling little girl currently waiting in the Ferrari hospitality with her grandparents.

Three-year-old Yn, Lewis’ daughter, was a little bundle of energy, and everyone who had met her agreed on one thing—she was the most spoiled child in the world. But no one really minded. How could they? The sight of Lewis, the seven-time world champion, carrying around his daughter like she was the most precious thing in existence was something no one could resist smiling at.

“He spoils her so much,” Max muttered, shaking his head fondly as they all stood near the Ferrari garage, chatting before the session.

“I think it’s adorable,” Carlos admitted, taking a sip from his water bottle. “She’s the cutest kid I’ve ever seen.”

“You mean the most spoiled?” Lando chimed in. “Have you seen the way he looks at her? If she asked for the moon, I think he’d find a way to get it for her.”

Lewis, who had just approached the group, rolled his eyes but couldn’t stop the proud smile on his face. “Of course, I spoil my princess. She deserves it.”

The teasing only increased at his statement, with George dramatically placing a hand on his heart. “That’s the sweetest thing I’ve ever heard.”

Charles, who had been quietly listening, chuckled. “I think it’s nice. She’s only three. It’s good that she has a dad who loves her that much.”

Lewis shot Charles a grateful look before turning his attention back to the rest of the group. “You guys just don’t get it. When you have a little one who looks at you like you’re their whole world, you just want to give them everything.”

Before anyone could respond, a small voice called out, cutting through the noise of the paddock. “Daddy!”

The drivers all turned to see Yn running full speed toward them, her tiny legs moving as fast as they could. Her little Ferrari team shirt looked oversized on her small frame, and her curly hair bounced with each step. But what stood out the most was the stuffed pink bunny she was clutching tightly in her arms.

Lewis crouched down just in time to catch her as she jumped into his arms. He lifted her effortlessly, pressing a kiss to her chubby cheek. “There’s my princess. Did you have fun with Grandma and Grandpa?”

Yn nodded eagerly before holding out the bunny for everyone to see. “Look! Daddy got me a bunny!”

The drivers all leaned in to admire the toy, but it was Charles who gave the biggest reaction. He gasped dramatically, eyes wide as he gently touched the bunny’s floppy ear. “Wow! That is the cutest bunny I’ve ever seen.”

Yn beamed, clearly pleased with his reaction. “It’s soft!” She pressed the bunny to her cheek before holding it out to Charles. “Feel it!”

Charles obediently ran a hand over the stuffed animal. “Oh, it’s very soft. What’s its name?”

Yn scrunched her nose in thought before shrugging. “Bunny.”

The drivers burst into laughter at her simple but effective choice of name. “A very good name,” Charles approved, nodding seriously.

Lewis kissed the top of her head. “See? I told you Bunny was a great choice.”

Yn giggled before resting her head on Lewis’ shoulder, her tiny arms wrapping around his neck. “Thank you, Daddy.”

Lando, ever the instigator, smirked. “Okay, but let’s be honest, honey—how many stuffed animals do you already have at home?”

Yn lifted her head, thinking hard before holding up four fingers. “This many.”

Lewis sighed. “She has way more than that.”

George grinned. “And yet, you keep buying more.”

Lewis huffed. “Like I said, she deserves it.” He bounced Yn slightly in his arms, making her giggle again. “I’ll spoil her as much as I want.”

Charles shook his head with a small smile, watching the interaction fondly. “I think it’s sweet.”

Yn turned her bright eyes on Charles again. “Do you have a bunny?”

Charles chuckled. “No, but I think I need one now.”

Yn gasped. “You can get one! Daddy will buy you one!”

The group exploded into laughter at her confidence, and Lewis playfully poked her side. “I spoil you, not the other drivers.”

Yn pouted before reaching for Charles’ hand. “I share Bunny with you.”

Charles placed one hand over his heart, the other one on hers. “I’m honored.”

Yn grinned, clearly pleased with herself before snuggling back into Lewis’ arms. The drivers continued to joke and tease, but there was an undeniable warmth in the group. No one doubted for a second that Lewis’ little princess was the most loved child in the paddock.

And if Lewis wanted to spoil her forever, no one would stop him.

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[heartsbyani]

﹙✧﹚ the scent of your love

₍ᐢ. ̫.ᐢ₎ : warm mornings with your boyfriend.

۫ 𖨂 𓈒 𝑏f!skz ₊ ‎ ‎ 𝑖m.𝑓em!reader ˙ . ꒷ maknae line. g. domestic fluff . 35OOw. ⎯⎯⎯ Yᗩᑎi's ᒪIᗷᖇᗩᖇY ⟢ cw. kissing , cuddling . ┆ 🍥 ⋮ req. headcanons .ᐟ ֹ ₊

yani's note 𑁍ܓ maknae line posted the next day as promised <3 thank you for the love the unc line got !! life is actually getting better omg im so giddy rn expect more activity from me.....? again thanking iza for the brainrot nicknames because im not creative like that..

find the hyung-line here.

jingle me balls ୨୧

₍^. .^₎⟆ sleeping & cuddling habits

bro cannot sleep without cuddling you in some way. his arms, legs, or even just a hand have to be touching you.

will trap you under him like a blanket. if you try to escape? good luck. he’ll whine dramatically, latch onto you tighter, and grumble, ⟡ “nooo, baby, you’re my personal pillow. you can’t leave me like this.”

heat generator. i bet he runs so warm that in the winter, it’s a blessing, but in the summer? you have to fight for your life to escape the furnace of his body.

loves spooning but insists on being the little spoon sometimes. you’ll have to wrap your arms around his warm, muscular body while he nuzzles into your chest like the baby quokka he is. ⟡ “mm, this is so nice… you’re stuck with me forever.”

₍^. .^₎⟆ mornings with him

if he wakes up before you (very rare), he’ll lay there admiring you with the goofiest lovesick smile, occasionally poking your cheek or playing with your hair like, ⟡ “wow, you’re so pretty even when you’re drooling.”

groggy, whiny, and clingy. waking up is not sungie's strong suit. if you try to get out of bed, he’ll immediately grab your wrist and drag you back down while groaning, ⟡ “why would you betray me like this?”

pillow thief. if you somehow escape his grip, he will steal your pillow and hug it like it’s you. but the moment you come back? he shoves the pillow away and clings to you instead.

does not open his eyes for at least 10 minutes after waking up. he just makes random noises in protest against life.

his voice.... deeper than felix's omg. (we all watched that one very recent skz-talker-go, minsung date, right?) deep. husky. sleepy. a little raspy but somehow still so cute. the first thing out of his mouth is either a dramatic, ⟡ “good morning, baby love,” ..or a sleepy, muffled, ⟡ “mmmrrmfh… food.”

drools a little. and sometimes, you have to wipe it off his cheek, which makes him giggle all embarrassed.

the moment he’s a liiittle more awake, he will start belting. about anything. we all know that.

you getting out of bed? he belts dramatically, ⟡ “she's leeeaaving meee~ she's breaking my heaaart~”

it is insanely attractive how he hums lowly against your skin, making you shiver. and he knows it, smirking before mumbling, ⟡ “oh? you like that?”

if you ignore him, he’ll start freestyling about how unloved he is. ⟡ “i gave her my love… my warmth… my cuddles… yet she leaves me here… in the cold… 😔”

makes up weird, random morning songs. like, ⟡ “good morning, baby, it’s time to rise~ if you don’t wake up, i will cry~”

if you tell him to shut up, he pouts, but 3 seconds later, he’s singing a fake breakup song about you ditching him for the bathroom.

breakfast = chaos. he insists on cooking for you, but half the time, he burns something. you always end up cooking together while he hugs you from behind, resting his chin on your shoulder.

if you feed him? his entire face lights up like he’s just fallen in love with you all over again. ⟡ “mmm! this is why i’m marrying you.”

loves when you steal his oversized shirts in the morning, walking around with your fluffy hair and sleepy eyes, looking ridiculously cute. he melts on the spot. ⟡ “omg… you’re the cutest thing i’ve ever seen. come here. let me hug you. you’re mine forever.”

you brush your teeth together, and he makes it a competition on who can make the most dramatic toothpaste foam.

if you do your skincare, he demands you put some on him too. ⟡ “i need to stay pretty for you.”

oh and sometimes when his facial hair is visible, you'd both spend an hour or two in the bathroom as he'd have you sat on the marble counter, helping him shave and make a big-ass foam beard.

"ji, let go, i need to pee." ⟡ "hold it.""are you serious?"⟡ "please, just five more minutes of cuddles, baby. then you can go. i promise."

"get up, lazy." ⟡ "no.""no?"⟡ "yes. because… i love you, and i’d rather stay in bed with you forever." "that’s sweet, but we have things to do."⟡ "do those things involve cuddling your super cute boyfriend? no? then they’re not important."

"why are you staring at me?" ⟡ "because you’re beautiful.""i just woke up." ⟡ "and?? you’re the prettiest woman in the world, even when you’re all messy and sleepy. it’s actually unfair how much i love you."

₍^. .^₎⟆ clingy scale?

1000/10. clings on to you 25/8 anyway.

so many kisses. but lazy ones—soft, slow pecks as he holds your face in his warm hands.

if you complain about morning breath, he does not care. he will still kiss you all over, ⟡ “morning breath doesn’t matter when it’s you! muah! muah! muah!”

forehead kisses!! cheek kisses!! nose kisses!! the cutest? when he peppers tiny butterfly kisses all over your face while giggling in between.

definitely nuzzles his nose against yours before giving you a soft, lingering kiss and whispering, ⟡ “i love you even when i’m half-dead from sleepiness.”

─ so, waking up next to this little cutie is a mix of chaos, and overwhelming affection. he’s the biggest cuddle baby, a dramatic singer, and so in love with you that every morning feels like waking up in a rom-com.

feelthelicks ୨୧

₍^. .^₎⟆ sleeping & cuddling habits

he's the type to definitely cradle and sing you to sleep. because who wouldn't wanna listen to him singing you 'only' by leehi to sleep.... i'd bawl.

lix is a cuddle baby and we know that—there’s no escape. he has a firm but gentle grip, and once he’s latched onto you, he’s not letting go anytime soon.

loves spooning but switches between big spoon and little spoon depending on his mood. sometimes, he wants to nuzzle into your hair and hold you close; other times, he wants to be held and tucked into your chest like the soft angel he is.

if you roll away, he’ll instinctively pull you right back in, murmuring, ⟡ "mmm… where do you think you're going, love?"

₍^. .^₎⟆ mornings with him

if he wakes up first, he just lies there, staring at your face with heart eyes until you wake up. he won’t move because he doesn’t want to disturb you, but his hands are tracing random shapes on your back or arms.

morning kisses from him are sososo soft and loving. he peppers them all over your face, starting with your forehead, down to your cheeks, and then finally to your lips.

he smiles into kisses because he’s just so happy to be next to you. his heart lips are so plush and warm in the morning, and he lingers for a bit longer with each kiss.

if you’re feeling lazy, he pouts and nudges your face with his nose until you give in and kiss him back.

loves butterfly kisses, both giving and receiving. sometimes, he just gently nuzzles his nose against yours, waiting for you to react.

will randomly press his lips to your shoulder, collarbone, or the back of your hand because he can’t go more than a few minutes without showing love. (currently crying as you read!)

bro's voice in the morning is unreal. it’s even deeper and raspier than usual, and the first thing he says every morning is probably: ⟡ "mornin’, baby… did you sleep well? wanna get up?" ..followed by a long, sleepy yawn.

if you reply with a simple hum, he chuckles in that low voice and pulls you closer: ⟡ "that doesn't sound like a yes… guess i gotta keep you in bed longer."

if you try to get up, he’s extra whiny, despite the fact that he was the one telling you to get up. ⟡ "nooo, don’t leave me. just five more minutes… or maybe twenty."

he is not in a rush to get out of bed. he loves the peacefulness of waking up next to you.

he’ll trace your features with his fingertips, murmuring things like: ⟡ "my baby's so beautiful even when she's sleeping, how'd i get so lucky?"

he gets really soft and sentimental in the mornings, whispering things like: ⟡ "i don’t think i’ll ever get tired of waking up next to you."

if you fall back asleep, he watches you with a fond, dreamy look on his face before falling back asleep too.

⟡ "baby, nooo. it’s illegal to wake up before snuggle time is over." you'd groan, trying to get up."we have things to do, lixie."⟡ [dramatic sigh] "but what about me? what if i wither away without your love?"

⟡ "you’re the first thing i wanna see every morning." he'd say, lying on his stomach and watching you."even with bedhead?"⟡ "especially with bedhead! it’s cute."

when you steal the blanket..⟡ "hey! you stole my warmth!""you're literally a walking sun. you don’t need the blanket."⟡ "then let me cuddle you, problem solved."

₍^. .^₎⟆ clingy scale?

10000/10. mans is super clingy in the mornings. you’re his personal heater, and he refuses to start his day without at least ten minutes of lazy cuddles.

wraps his legs around yours or drapes himself over you like a koala. if you try to move, he tightens his grip and mumbles something cute like, ⟡ "shhh, just stay. i need to recharge."

sometimes, he buries his face in your neck and mumbles nonsense into your skin, his deep voice tickling you. if you laugh, he just grins and tightens his hold on you.

─ overall, waking up next to this sunshine is pure happiness and comfort. he’s clingy, affectionate, and endlessly loving, making sure that the first thing you feel every morning is warmth and love. his deep voice, soft freckles, sleepy kisses, and tight cuddles make mornings with him the absolute best.

mongmong ୨୧ (mY MAN MY MAN MY MAN sorry you had to see ts)

₍^. .^₎⟆ sleeping & cuddling habits

my mans is the type to pretend he doesn’t care about cuddling but always ends up wrapped around his lover by morning.

sleeps on his side, sometimes facing you, sometimes turned away—but his hand always finds yours under the blanket. (who else cried)

he moves a lot in his sleep, occasionally rolling onto you, trapping you under him like a puppy.

if he’s exhausted, he sleeps like a rock, but if you move too much, he’ll grumble and tighten his grip on you.

he radiates warmth, so if you get cold at night, snuggling into his chest is the best solution.

he sleep-talks, mostly mumbling nonsense like “…don’t eat my banana milk…” or random bits of unfinished songs.

if you try to untangle yourself from him, he instinctively pulls you back with an annoyed grunt.

he will 100% pretend he doesn’t remember how cuddly he was when he wakes up!

₍^. .^₎⟆ mornings with him

#01 HIS morning kisses are lazy and teasing—like a single peck on your nose followed by a smug smirk. (would recommend, 5star rating)

he likes to give fake dramatic kisses, pretending he’s in a k-drama just to make you groan.

if he’s feeling extra affectionate, he’ll place tiny pecks along your jawline, whispering in his honey-dripped morning voice, ⟡ “morning, weirdo.”

when he’s still sleepy, his kisses are softer, lingering for a few seconds before he buries his face in your neck.

but if you kiss him first.... hmo he’ll act like you just gave him the world, blinking at you dramatically before grinning, ⟡ “you must really like me, huh?”

bro's morning voice is sosoosos attractive—deep, husky, and slow, like honey melting over warm french toast or pancake.

if you mention it, though, he’ll immediately switch to this one annoying and forced high pitched voice just to ruin the moment. but his voice is still soothing regardless.

he hums a lot in the morning—sometimes his own, mostly day6 songs because of course. and sometimes, straight-up nonsense just to annoy you.

occasionally wakes up speaking in fluent american english for no reason. ⟡ “good morning, my sunshine bread,”

seungmin pretends he’s not a morning cuddler, but the way he keeps pulling you closer says otherwise.

he pokes your cheeks while you’re still half-asleep, just to be annoying. (yeah right, pack it up loverboy!)

if you try to ignore him, he will blow air into your ear like a menace until you react.

loves stealing your blanket, but when you glare at him, he opens his arms and smirks. ⟡ “fine. compensation fee. you can sleep in my arms.”

if you have an early schedule, he will not let you go unless you promise him an extra 10 minutes of cuddling.

will dramatically groan if you try to wake him up. ⟡ “why do you hate me?” while pulling you back down.

“seung, wake up.” you'd say, trying to wake him up.⟡ “i am awake.” groans, then continues lying motionless. “then open your eyes.”⟡ “you don’t specify your conditions enough. rookie mistake.” peeks with one eye open.

“morninggggggg,” ⟡ “mmm.” “say it back.” you'd poke his cheek. ⟡ “good morning. now leave me alone.” “nope.” you cuddle into him⟡ he'd sigh but ultimately lets you “fine, but if you fall back asleep, i’m biting your arm.”

“did you sleep well?” ⟡ “yeah. you?” “mhm.” you'd snuggle into his chest..... testing the waters. ⟡ he'd go quiet for a moment before whispering, “good.” “huh?” ⟡ “nothing. just… stay here for a bit.”

“mmm… five more minutes…” “sure.” literally does not move for the next 30 minutes. . . . “wait. what time is it?” ⟡ “dunno. but you looked cute sleeping, so i let you.” “???” ⟡ “you should thank me.”

₍^. .^₎⟆ clingy scale?

4/10 when awake (according to him), 1000/10 when half-asleep.

he’s not the type to be openly clingy—but you can tell by the way he subtly holds onto you that he loves it.

⟡ “i don’t like being clingy,” he says, while literally laying on top of you. okay boomer.

he denies being clingy, but when you’re gone, he suddenly has.. ⟡ “so many things to ask you” just to make you come back.

if you tease him about missing you, he scoffs, but his ears turn pink.

─ overall, waking up next to mongmong who pretends to be the grumpy boyfriend but is actually super cute, is pure chaos. he acts all nonchalant, but his little habits, teasing, and subconscious cuddles make it obvious that he loves having you close. he’s a menace, but he’s your menace.

jeongeater ୨୧

₍^. .^₎⟆ sleeping and cuddling habits

this kid moves a lot in his sleep, but it’s never chaotic—it’s the kind of movement where he just naturally chases your warmth throughout the night.

he always starts out sleeping on his back, arms neatly by his sides like he’s some noble prince, but at some point, he ends up facing you with his arm flopped over your waist.

he’s not a huge cuddler while sleeping, but he doesn't like when there's too much space between you two. if he notices it, even half-asleep, he'll grumble and pull you back.

has a thing for resting his chin on the top of your head while you sleep. it just feels right.

when he’s exhausted from practice, he clings. like, full-on octopus mode, an arm and leg trapping you so you can't move.

sleeps deeply but will wake up if you shuffle too much. if you accidentally wake him, he just grumbles something sassy and buries his face in your neck.

always smells fresh—a mix of his shampoo and subtle vanilla cologne. he doesn’t do it on purpose; he just always smells good.

rarely snores, but he sometimes breathes heavily when he’s super tired. if you tease him about it, he'll deny it aggressively.

dimples even when he sleeps—especially if he’s dreaming about something cute.

if you have trouble sleeping, he’ll lazily rub your back or murmur something in his milk voice to comfort you before dozing off again.

hates getting babied about his sleeping habits, but if you tuck him in or play with his hair before bed, he secretly melts inside.

₍^. .^₎⟆ mornings with him

he wakes up slow, blinking at you sleepily with a dazed expression before burying his face into the pillow again.

if you wake up before him and try to get out of bed, he grabs your wrist or tugs at your shirt to pull you back.

morning kisses are lazy—slow pecks on your cheek, the tip of your nose, or right on your lips before he mumbles a soft, “morning.”

sometimes, when he’s still half-asleep, he’ll kiss your collarbone or shoulder absentmindedly while stretching.

if you try to bombard him with kisses, he’ll groan dramatically but will never actually stop you—he’ll just complain about how you’re too much, even though he secretly loves it.

HIS VOICE. I'M IN LOVE YOUR HONOUR. the milky smooth voice but raspy. he sounds extra deep and sleepy in the mornings, and it takes a while for his usual tone to return.

his first words are often mumbled nonsense—some retort but barely coherent.

yawns mid-sentence when he’s talking to you, but then pretends he didn’t just do that.

sometimes, if he’s feeling extra sweet, he’ll whisper in your ear before fully waking up. usually something like.. ⟡ "i had a dream about you… but i won't tell you what it was."

likes to stretch dramatically in bed, making little groaning noises while flexing his arms (showing off his biceps on purpose).

when he turns around and sees you watching him, he’ll smirk sleepily, like, ⟡ "am i that pretty, baby?"

plays with your fingers while still lying down, tracing circles on your palm or absentmindedly intertwining them.

if he’s extra clingy, he’ll nuzzle into your neck but act like he’s not doing anything.

will not get out of bed immediately. he just lays there, staring at the ceiling and grumbling about life.

if you try to tickle him awake, he will physically fight back.

you trying to get out of bed:"okay, i need to get up."⟡ "you don’t, actually." he'd grab your wrist without opening his eyes "yes, i do." ⟡ "no, i just checked the schedule. you belong here." "part-time corny mf.."

him waking up first for once.. he's probably staring at you half-awake, poking your cheek. "why are you like this?"⟡ i like watching you sleep. you look dumb.""excuse me?"⟡ "like, cute dumb. but still dumb."

when he’s extra sleepy:"you good, iyennie?"⟡ (muffled against the pillow) "no, i am but a humble victim of sleep deprivation." "baby, it’s 10 am." ⟡ "irrelevant."

you teasing him about how muscular he’s gotten:"wow, your arms are getting huge. who are you trying to impress?"⟡ (smirks, flexing sleepily) "you.""oh? say it again."⟡ "…no." rolls over dramatically and pretends to sleep again

if you wake up before him and stare at him for too long:⟡ "why do i feel like i’m being judged?" groggy, eyes still closed"i’m just admiring you."⟡ "oh. okay, continue." says, peeking with one eye open.

if he has to get up first for work.. ⟡ "nope. not going." he'd say, laying back down dramatically"you have schedules."⟡ "and? i also have a girlfriend who’s very warm and huggable."

₍^. .^₎⟆ clingy scale?

8/10 in the mornings. too sleepy to fight you off, so he’s extra soft and tolerates all affection. but in the nights.. 10/10. when he's tired and in bed with you? clingy as hell.

when he’s still half-asleep, he literally won’t let you go. if you try to move, he’ll tighten his grip around your waist or hook his leg over yours like a human seatbelt.

he buries his face in your neck or chest when he’s feeling extra clingy but acts like it’s just because he’s cold. (spoiler: he’s not. he just likes being close.)

pretends he’s not awake just so he can keep cuddling you. if you try to wake him up, he’ll groan dramatically, mumble something incoherent, and pull you closer instead.

if you get up first, he will dramatically roll onto your pillow and bury his face in it. then later, he’ll whine that your scent is fading.

if you sit up, he’ll immediately latch onto your waist from behind. he’ll press his forehead against your back and mutter, "few more minutes, baby." (it’s never just few minutes.)

─ waking up next to iyen is all warmth, sass, and hidden clinginess. he’s sleepy, slow, and grumbles dramatically when you try to leave. his voice is extra raspy, and his morning kisses are lazy but sweet. he denies being clingy but always pulls you closer. tries to be all nonchalant, but secretly loves you the most.

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April Shower

Synopsis: The April shower may have crashed your picnic date, but with Seungcheol and Kkuma by your side, the rain didn’t matter.

Pairing: Seungcheol x afab!reader

Genre: fluff, established relationship

Rating: sfw

Word count: 1k

Warnings: none!

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You stifle a laugh as you watch your boyfriend, Seungcheol, chase after his dog, Kkuma. This morning, he had woken up with the sudden idea of taking you and Kkuma to the park for a picnic date. You happily agreed, whipping up some snacks, desserts, and drinks to bring along. Meanwhile, Seungcheol busied himself getting Kkuma ready—carefully tying her bow and gushing over how adorable she looked—before packing her bag. The three of you eventually found a cozy, secluded spot by the river. While you set up the picnic blanket, Seungcheol decided to play with Kkuma, which inevitably led to her darting away and him frantically chasing after her.

You can’t help but giggle as Seungcheol finally trudges back, Kkuma secure in his arms, his face flushed and lips set in pout.

"You look like you just ran a marathon," you tease with a laugh.

He lets out an exaggerated huff. "She really makes me work for her love," he grumbles, though a small smile tugs at his lips.

"Food’s ready. Let’s eat," you announce, gesturing toward the spread on the picnic blanket.

"Good thing I worked up an appetite," he chuckles, carefully setting Kkuma down.

You hand Kkuma her snacks before settling down next to Seungcheol. Together, you dig into the prepared food as Kkuma nibbles on her snacks next to you.

With your habit of overloading your mouth with food, you couldn’t help but do just that, eagerly stuffing your face with the dishes you had brought. Seungcheol catches sight of your puffed-out cheeks and bursts into laughter, teasing you by saying you look like a chipmunk. You pause mid-bite, pout, and quickly swallow your food, huffing as you decide to slow down your pace.

Noticing your pout, he softens, cooing as he reassures you, "You’re the cutest chipmunk I’ve ever seen."

Grumbling, you swat his hands away, which only makes him laugh even harder. Huffing, you turn away from him, crossing your arms in mock annoyance, pretending to be upset.

"Aww, did I make my princess mad?" he coos, wrapping his arms around you, which earns a bark from Kkuma.

"Yeah, tell him, Kkuma," you grumble, still refusing to look his way.

Seungcheol chuckles at your antics, leaning in to press a kiss on your cheek. A small smile tugs at your lips, but you’re determined to keep up the act, maintaining your pouty facade.

"Princess, I told you; you’re the cutest chipmunk I’ve ever seen," he whispers teasingly into your ear. "My cute chipmunk~."

"I’m not a chipmunk!" you whine, squirming in his hold, trying to escape.

"Oh? Then what are you?" he asks, a smirk playing on his lips.

You finally turn to face him, your bottom lip jutting out in a pout.

"I’m your girlfriend," you sulk.

"That you are," he says with a chuckle, cupping your face gently. "My pretty, cute, beautiful, sweet, sulky girlfriend." His teasing tone earns a reluctant smile from you.

"You’re way sulkier than me," you counter, narrowing your eyes.

"Debatable," he hums with an amused grin.

"You know it’s true, Choi Seungcheol," you retort, squinting your eyes.

"Don’t call me by my full name!" He whines, his lips forming a pout.

"Case in point," you reply smugly, watching as he playfully rolls his eyes.

"Fine, let’s just say we’re both equally sulky, hmm?" He suggests, pulling you closer.

"Truly made for each other," you tease, earning a chuckle from him.

"My perfect soulmate, my other half," he murmurs, leaning in to kiss you softly.

You blush and smile into the kiss, savouring the warmth of his lips and the sincerity in his words. You’ve never been one to believe in soulmates, but with Seungcheol, you’re starting to wonder if they really do exist. Maybe, just maybe, he’s the one destined for you, your forever. And while reincarnation might seem far-fetched, if it does exist, you silently hope that in every lifetime, you’ll find him again—your Seungcheol, your perfect match, your eternity.

The moment is interrupted by a sharp bark, followed by a sudden downpour of heavy rain. Both of you curse under your breath, scrambling to pack everything as quickly as possible. Seungcheol scoops up Kkuma while you grab the picnic basket, haphazardly tossing items inside.

By the time you make it back to the car, all three of you are completely drenched. Kkuma hops into the back seat and immediately starts shaking herself dry, sending water flying in every direction.

"Kkuma!" you screech, holding your arms out in a futile attempt to shield yourself. But it’s no use—the water splashes everywhere. You sigh in resignation, lowering your arms as you glance at Seungcheol.

A beat passes.

And then both of you burst into laughter. You’re not even sure what’s so funny—the ruined date, how soaked you both are, how messy Kkuma is, or the state of the car—but you laugh anyway. Your laughter blends with Seungcheol’s, filling the car with a lighthearted harmony that somehow makes the moment feel perfect. It’s times like this that remind you: even when things go wrong, being with the right person makes it all worthwhile.

"Well, I guess the date’s ruined," Seungcheol chuckles, shaking his head.

"We still got to enjoy the food, so it’s not a total loss," you shrug with a small smile.

Seungcheol turns to you, a smile on his face and his eyes dripping with love and adoration. "Thank you," he says quietly.

"For what?" you ask, chuckling.

"For everything."

You blink, momentarily caught off guard, before smiling warmly. "Thank you, for everything too," you whisper, leaning in to kiss him.

The kiss is tender, full of love and warmth, chasing away the chill from the rain. When he pulls back, he rests his forehead against yours, his thumb gently brushing your cheek. A peaceful silence lingers between you.

Bark!

Both of you laugh softly.

"Alright, Kkuma, we’re heading out," Seungcheol says with a grin, starting the car.

You chuckle, fasten your seatbelt, and glance out the window as the rain continues to pour. A content smile rests on your face. Despite the April shower, the world feels warm with Seungcheol and Kkuma by your side.

Taglist: @tinyelfperson @gyuguys @stay-tiny-things @tomodachiii @unlikelysublimekryptonite @miyx-amour @iamawkwardandshy @codeinebelle @brownbunnyb @do-you-remember-summer-127 @sclovreina @theidontknowmehn @toplinehyunjin @gyuhao365 @mysticfairies @cherrylovescheol @cookiearmy @aliiikareed @jennwonwoo

[fastandcarlos]

Daddy’s Princess : ̗̀➛ Daniel Ricciardo

summary: everyone always knew that daniel dreamt about being a dad girl, but no one knew quite how much he’d truly love it

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liked by maxverstappen1, landonorris and 1,493,922 others

danielricciardo: counting down the days before our next adventure begins ✨

78,506 comments

username1: these are the cutest photos in the world

ynusername: I cannot wait to become mum and dad with you ❤️

username2: already the sweetest baby in the world!

landonorris: come on baby, uncle lando can’t wait much longer

oscarpiastri: so excited for you guys, you’re gonna be the best parents 🥰

username3: baby ricciardo is going to be so loved omg

maxverstappen1: red bull baby grow incoming btw ❤️💙

username4: dad daniel is already such a vibe 😂

username5: it’s going to be the best adventure ever for you guys 😍

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ynusername: hello world 👋🏻

38,403 comments

username6: oh my goodness she is the cutest 🥺🥺🥺

landonorris: SHUT UP OMG SHE’S PERFECT

georgerussell63: huge congrats guys, she’s adorable!!

username7: the little feet I can’t cope

username8: 💕💕💕💕

oscarpiastri: oh wow you guys, this is the best news 🧡

danielricciardo: I’ve never been prouder, you’re an absolute superstar babe 💕🥰

username9: I’m already obsessed with her!!

maxverstappen1: can’t wait to meet your little one 🧑🏻‍🍼

yukitsunoda0511: 🎉🎉🎉🎉

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danielricciardo: reach for the stars my girl, daddy will support you every step of the way ✨

59,602 comments

username10: officially the cutest post I have ever seen

username11: daniel already encouraging his girl to dream big is peak daniel

ynusername: just don’t be an f1 driver, I don’t think my heart will take it 😂

username12: she’s already growing so tall 😭😭

alex_albon: you should become a motivational speaker when you retire, heartwarming stuff

danielricciardo: @/alex_albon 🖕🏻🖕🏻🖕🏻

charles_leclerc: how many sunsets did it take before you took this photo??

username13: secretly pretending daniel is saying this to me

username14: is it wrong to wish that I was daniel’s daughter instead 🤔

landonorris: become a mclaren driver ydn - they’re the best 🧡

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liked by ynusername, yukitsunoda0511 and 932,120 others

danielricciardo: the best time ever having my team with me to support me during race weekend 🥺💕

59,604 comments

username15: ahhh I’ve missed paddock yn so much

username16: the most perfect family in the world

landonorris: secretly they were there to support me 😂

danielricciardo: @/landonorris in your dreams!

ynusername: we had the best time do all of your awesome things, ydn is officially now obsessed with f1 you loser 😝

username17: the middle photo giving all the feels

username18: I need the dad daniel era to stick around forever

oscarpiastri: look at how adorable ydn is!!

alex_albon: how did you ever manage to make such a cute kid 😂

danielricciardo: @/alex_albon I ask myself the exact same question - yn deserves all the credit

username19: the hug, the smile, the love for his daughter 🥺

username20: adopt me pretty pls

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danielricciardo: can someone tell me when my baby got so big please 😭😭😭

48,503 comments

username21: it still feels like ydn was born yesterday

maxverstappen1: she is the absolute spitting image of you bro…that smile 🥰

username22: ydn is officially not allowed to grow anymore

ynusername: I’m now at work crying at my desk because of you, thanks a lot 😂

danielricciardo: @/ynusername our baby is too big…let’s have another!!

username23: petition for another ricciardo baby 🙌🏻

landonorris: now move the cup and show us the hot chocolate all over her face 😂😂

danielricciardo: @/landonorris it was everywhere 😂😂

username24: I love seeing how in love daniel is with ydn

username25: every photo he posts just makes my heart melt

carlossainz55: who knew danny ric could be so cute ☺️

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liked by ynusername, logansargeant and 839,604 others

danielricciardo: starting my girl off Young following in daddy’s footsteps 🐴

48,593 comments

landonorris: at least ydn wears a helmet!!!

danielricciardo: @/landonorris shut up dad!

username26: not ydn being just like her dad 😭

username27: I bet daniel had to do plenty of persuading for yn to let ydn do this hahah

oscarpiastri: btw ydn looks so much cooler than you 😬

username28: can’t wait to see these two go riding together in the future

logansargeant: now all she needs is the american jacket!!

danielricciardo: @/logansargeant hey my girl is an aussie through and through 🇦🇺

username29: daddy’s little girl showing up once again 😂

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danielricciardo: the best mummy in the world 🌎 I love doing live with you and our little star ✨

73,950 comments

ynusername: no one else I would rather have by my side, we’re the perfect team 💕✨

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[everywherea11thetime]

Caddy girl

caddygirl! reader x lando norris

summary: you usually hated being a caddy girl but a certain boy changed that

a/n: reallyyy super short fic that came into my mind like an hour ago. enjoy! xx

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Being a caddy girl wasn't fun most of the time, 18-year-old trust fund kids thought that they could say whatever they wanted to you and give you the lowest of low tips. But it did have its ups, like the pay or like when a cute guy would come up to you but it usually always ended in him showing no interest in you or secretly being a freak. Today was one of those times, let's just hope it goes well

A man had waved you down mentally rolling your eyes because he just gave off gross rich boy vibes but when he opened his mouth you were surprised to hear a “can I just have a coke and water please” and not “are you offering any other things that aren't on the menu” accompanied with a disgusting smirk and a peak up your skirt. You looked schocked for a bit but then hopped off to get his things. “Okay that will be 9.75” you said with a smile that hadn't crossed your face in a long time, it was a genuine and nice smile. His friend said something that you couldn't hear and the cute boy replied with a look down at his golf cart and and laughed “chat stop” “sorry huh” you asked. He looked up cheeks bright red “oh sorry I'm live streaming and my chat said that you were cute” you let out a knowing “ohhh, well tell them I said thank you” and started to climb back into your cart “its true ya know” you turned around and smiled “oh really” he put his head down while stuffing his hands in his pockets and nodded shyly “yea of course, your gorgeous” “thank you” you felt your cheeks warm up and started to drive away

2 hours later you were still thinking about the cute boy you served but tried pushing the thought away thinking you'd never see him again. Deep in your thoughts suddenly the sound of an engine catches your attention you turn around and see the cute boy from earlier. He walks up to you “Hey so you can totally tell me to go fuck off but could I get your number so maybe we could go on a date or something?” extending his phone out to you. God you never thought you would be excited that a golf boy was hitting on you “yea, of course, I’d love to!” you said as you typed your number into his phone “Thanks by the way I’m Lando” you smile “my names y/n” “cute name to match the cute face.” you laugh shyly as he starts to speak again “so what days do you have off, so we can hang out” “I only work on weekends and fridays, so any other day is good” he nods reassuringly “ok so how about coffee at the cafe like two blocks down on Monday?” you’d seen the coffee place and has been meaning to go get never ended up going through with it “yea actually I’d love that I’ve been meaning to go” “nice I’ve been meaning to go too! I’ll see you Friday, it’s a date” Lando said with a smile then walked away He was the cutest boy you’d ever seen. And from that moment on you knew you were doomed.

[solxamber]

Romance Clichés With: Kalim Al-Asim

Cliché: Been here all along

Others: Leona ; Azul ; Vil ; Idia ; Jamil ; Riddle

You and Kalim had a routine. Every so often, you’d sit him down and give him the ultimate spa treatment—fancy hand scrubs, oils, and finally, a glossy layer of nail polish. He’d become your cheerful test subject, and he loved it. Any chance to sit close to you and listen to your latest stories was pure gold for him.

Today, as you meticulously painted his nails in the prettiest shade of gold (because, really, what else for the heir of the Asim family?), you were in the middle of a rant. Kalim was sitting cross-legged across from you, his hands splayed out on a small towel between you, his smile broad and his attention entirely on you.

"And then," you continued, voice full of indignation, “Ace has the nerve to say, 'Maybe you just aren't good at picking teams.’ Like excuse me, who carried us in that last game?"

You didn’t catch the soft laugh he let out or the way his eyes never left your face. You were lost in your tirade, as he’d seen you get so many times. To Kalim, though, your frustration was the cutest thing he’d ever witnessed. He didn’t care if you were ranting about terrible teamwork or about Ace’s complete lack of respect for your skills; he just loved being here, with you, listening to every word you said.

“I mean, do I not deserve a little credit here?” you huffed, lifting his hand to blow lightly on his nails, setting the polish. “A little respect?”

“I respect you!” Kalim chimed in with all the enthusiasm in the world, his grin stretching even wider as you glanced up at him, eyebrows raised.

“Yeah, you’re the only one apparently,” you teased, rolling your eyes. “Honestly, I don’t know how you put up with me sometimes. You’re a saint.”

Kalim giggled. “Aw, it’s easy. You’re, like, my favorite person in the world!” he replied, so naturally, as if he hadn’t just dropped a little confession right there in the open.

That made you pause. Something about his tone was so genuine, so incredibly warm, that you finally noticed the look on his face. Kalim was gazing at you with those big, sparkling eyes of his, his expression as open as the sky—completely adoring, soft and fond, like he was seeing every word you spoke as something precious. There was something in his smile, in the gentle way he watched you, that made your heart do a funny little flip.

“...Wait a minute,” you said, unable to tear your gaze away from him. “Are you actually serious?”

Kalim tilted his head, smile never wavering. “Of course I am!” he said, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “Why wouldn’t I be?”

“Oh, I don’t know, maybe because…” You faltered, suddenly feeling a bit flustered. “I mean, you always seem so… I didn’t think you actually…”

Kalim’s face lit up, and he gave a little laugh, like he couldn’t believe you didn’t get it yet. “I think you’re incredible, you know that? You’re always there for everyone, even when they don’t deserve it. You’ve been here for me since day one,” he said, sounding almost in awe. “How could I not love you?”

For a second, you were speechless. Your mind raced, piecing together every look he’d ever given you, every laugh, every little moment you two had shared, and it all suddenly made sense. The way he was always so enthusiastic to spend time with you, the way he lit up when you entered the room, the way he seemed so content just sitting beside you while you went on about the most mundane things…

It was like a light bulb flickered on in your head. He’s… he’s loved me all along.

“Kalim,” you said softly, a bit of awe creeping into your voice, “I think I just realized that… I love you, too.”

Kalim’s smile widened, his eyes crinkling in pure joy. “Really?” he asked, like he’d won the lottery. “I’ve been waiting to hear you say that since forever!”

His joy was contagious, and before you knew it, you were grinning like an idiot, a warmth spreading through your chest. “Since forever, huh?” you teased, gently setting his hands down so you could lean in closer. “Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”

He shrugged, giggling. “I was gonna! But I was waiting for the perfect moment.” He glanced at his freshly painted nails and then up at you with that boyish grin of his. “And hey, I think this turned out to be pretty perfect.”

You let out a laugh, both of you breaking into delighted smiles as you moved to take his hand in yours, his fingers still a little tacky from the polish. “You’re an absolute dork, you know that?”

“Maybe!” he agreed, shamelessly. “But I’m your dork now, right?”

You couldn’t help but roll your eyes, but your heart was thumping wildly, and you knew there was no one else you’d rather be sitting here with, exchanging goofy smiles. “Yeah,” you admitted, leaning in to give him a gentle kiss on the cheek. “You’re my dork.”

Kalim let out a soft, dreamy sigh, tilting his head to look at you like you’d just promised him the world. His cheeks were flushed, his eyes half-lidded in bliss, and he practically melted beside you. “I can’t believe this is real…” he murmured, voice full of wonder.

“Oh, it’s real alright.” You gave his hand a squeeze, already thinking of all the things you wanted to do now that the truth was out. Date nights, laughing over silly things, maybe even bringing him along to rant to about every single Ace-induced annoyance. “We’re really doing this.”

And with one last look of pure adoration, Kalim leaned forward, grinning. “I’m so happy,” he whispered before pulling you into the warmest, most joyous hug you’d ever felt. You were both laughing, a perfect mess of feelings as you hugged him back, finally realizing you’d both been here all along, waiting for this exact moment.

Masterlist

[cybermcdel]

— 𝔖𝗧𝗥𝗘𝗘𝗧𝗦, rafe cameron . . . ⋆ ࿔｡  

⌗ pairing: ❪ f1 racer!rafe cameron x fem!reader ❫

⌗ summary: ❪ when a girl is getting to close rafe, reader has to reminded a b*tch what’s up…❫

⌗ tags: ❪ jealous y/n, cursing etc! ❫

⌗ a/n: ❪ I love smacking a b*tch from monday to sunday !! ❫

— ( 💿 ) 𝓅𝓁𝒶𝓎𝓁𝒾𝓈𝓉 —

❝ Damn papa, you a rare breed, no comparing

And it's motherfuckin' scary

Tryna keep him 'cause I found him

Let a hoe know I ain't motherfuckin' sharing.❞

The Monaco Grand Prix was in full swing—champagne bottles popping, cameras flashing, and the air thick with the scent of burning rubber and expensive cologne. Rafe had just taken another easy win, cementing his place as the top driver in F1, and now, the paddock was buzzing with post-race energy.

And you? You were that girl.

Dressed in the skimpiest, cutest little outfit that had everyone doing double takes—tiny designer skirt barely covering what it needed to, a cropped top that showed off your curves just right, and heels that had you strutting like you owned the place. Which, let’s be real, you did.

Your man had just won, and you looked like a damn trophy waiting for him at the finish line.

But apparently, someone didn’t get the memo.

A perky little grid girl—one of those too-friendly, too-touchy types—was practically draped over Rafe, giggling at nothing and laying her hand on his arm like she had any right.

“Oh my god, Rafe,” she cooed, twirling her hair, “you were incredible out there! Seriously, I don’t think I’ve ever seen someone handle a car like that.”

Your brows shot up.

The fuck?

Rafe, being Rafe, barely acknowledged her. His blue eyes were locked on you, sharp and heated as he took in your outfit, his focus entirely elsewhere. But Miss Grid Girl? She was still running her mouth.

And you? You don’t play about your man.

You strutted over, sliding right between them without a second thought, pressing yourself into Rafe’s chest with a sweet smile. “Hi, baby.”

Rafe’s arms were immediately around your waist, pulling you closer. “Hey, princess,” he murmured, his hands already slipping lower.

You flicked your gaze to her, tilting your head. “You need something?”

Her smile faltered. “Oh! I was just saying how amazing Rafe’s driving was today—”

“Right.” You cut her off, smiling syrup-sweet. “Well, trust me, babe, I know how good he is at handling things.” You let your fingers trace over his chest. “On and off the track.”

Rafe huffed a low laugh against your ear, fingers tightening on your waist. “Careful, baby,” he murmured. “You start something, I’m finishing it.”

The girl flushed, stammering, “I— I was just being nice—”

“Mhm,” you deadpanned, giving her a once-over before smiling again. “Well, ‘nice’ looks a little different when you’re touching my man. But don’t worry, I’ll let it slide. “Just this once.”

She swallowed hard, eyes flicking to Rafe for help—but he wasn’t even looking at her. His entire focus was on you, his grip firm, his smirk knowing.

You leaned up, brushing a slow kiss over his jaw before whispering, “Let’s go, champ. I got something better for you than a trophy.”

Rafe groaned, low and deep, already moving. “Fuck, baby—”

And just like that, the grid girl? Completely forgotten.

[iliketopgun]

hi, my darling!! can i request “You getting so flustered is one of the cutest things I’ve ever seen.” with evan buckley?

i have been obsessed with him for so long (lmao as if it isn't obvious-) and i NEED more of him!!

"Honey Honey!"

Can I kiss your brain? I love this!!!!

🩷 "Nuestra Canción" send me some cute fluff prompts for characters that I write, x reader or my OCs are allowed.

Word count: 560

The prompt: "You getting flustered is one of the cutest things I've ever seen."

A/N: Never written for x reader before so here goes nothing. Legitimately don't know where this came from, deviated a bit from the prompt btw, I had a lot of fun writing this!

Warnings: female!reader, tooth rotting fluff, I totally didn't have Mamma Mia! on repeat while writing this (I'm lying so much), domesticity, curls are here, reader is a part of the 118, a curse word or two, Buck and reader live together, Buck calls his S/O "Baby" and other pet names, Buck is shirtless (yes, suffer), reader's favorite food is grilled cheese (if it's not, I'm sorry), kissing does happen, not beta read

Banner belongs to @/cafekitsune

Do not repost anywhere else or use it to train AI! This is my work! My own brain created this. Don't be a plagiarizer!

Here we go! Safe under the cut!

Buck could've sworn he was the luckiest son of a bitch in the whole world. His girlfriend was insanely good looking. And her music taste was impeccable. Buck could stare at her all day and never grow tired of her. Yeah, to say he was down bad was a major understatement. But who could blame him, when you looked like a goddess?

Buck was making dinner when you came in from a shift at the 118, it had been a simple 12 hour overtime shift for some extra money, but it had been so uneventful, it took a toll on you. The utter anxiety for the bell that never rang that entire shift. You kick off your work boots by the door, putting your keys in the dish by the door and putting your bag on the floor, you'll get it later. You unbutton your uniform shirt and tug it off, leaving you in a white undershirt. "I'm home!" You call out as you walk into the kitchen of the loft, watching your boyfriend cook. Buck turns around, in your tiredness, you didn't notice that Buck was shirtless and he hadn't gelled his curls back. Was he trying to kill you? Well even if he was you were sure, you'd die really happy. "Oh, hey baby, I'm making your favorite. Grilled cheese." Buck says with a smile, it was adorable. So attentive. "Mmmm, I love you. You're the best." You tell him with as much appreciation you could muster. Your nerves were shot to hell and you just wanted to eat and sleep. Buck takes notice of this and guides you to the couch, wraps you in a blanket and walks to the kitchen, leaving you confused. "Buck? What are you doing?" You ask between a laugh. Buck puts the grilled cheese on a plate and comes back into the living room with the plate and hands it to you. "Eat. Wanna watch Mamma Mia?" Buck asks you, knowing it was one of your favorites. You nod as you bite into the grilled cheese, moaning in appreciation. Buck smiles at you and kisses your forehead. Buck puts the movie on and sits beside you on the couch, placing you in his lap and cuddling you. He was like a personal space heater. But right now you don't care about anything except food and Buck. The movie starts and you finish your food up after a few minutes. You get up and place your dirty dishes in the dishwasher before running up the loft stairs to grab your pajamas. You were walking down the stairs while adjusting your Buck's shirt when the beach scene came on. No matter how many times you watched it, it still made you flush like a little girl. Buck picks up on that. "Are you blushing?" He teases and "N-no!" You stammer, before playfully tossing a pillow at him. "You wound me, darling!" Buck says dramatically while holding his hand over his heart. "Oh shush, you're fine. Plus you deserve it for walking around shirtless!" You reply before walking towards him. "You getting flustered is probably the cutest thing I've ever seen." Buck says as you stand in between his legs while he looks at you with those cerulean blue eyes and you try not to melt. "Oh shut up, Buckley!" You tell him before kissing him.

The end!

I hope you enjoyed it!

[alluramiura]

hyunju x animal lover reader <3

word count: 535 words

warnings: fluff, g/n reader (edit: i actually think hyunju refers to reader as “sweet girl” once, sorry 🙏), intended lowercase, i did a mass amount of projection in this one

authors note: inspired to write this by this post. i hope i did it justice. i lost my headphones so i rawdogged the writing process of this. 🥲 enjoy

hyunju is an amazing girlfriend who loves every aspect of you. she especially loves how much you adore animals.

she loves the way your eyes light up when you see people walking their dogs, immediately asking politely if you can pet them.

she loves the way you keep cat food in the house ever since you came across a stray cat that was hungry but you didn’t have anything to feed it (you cried).

she loves the way you ramble about the “animal of the day”, spewing random facts about random animals she’d never even heard of.

(”did you know that female great spotted kiwis only lay one egg a year despite having two ovaries while most birds only have one?”

“no baby, i did not.”)

she loves the way you talk about all the pets you want, a new animal catching your interest each day.

(“have you seen fennec foxes?? they’re sooo tiny and adorable and they’re like balls of energy…i want one so badly! i don’t think it’s legal in korea though…”)

(“rabbits are so cute….did you know they stomp when they’re angry? it’s the cutest thing! we should get one some day.”)

she loves the way you have tons of stuffed animals in varying sizes, in varying species of animals, all them them having names of their own.

(“good night, baby…oh wait! how could i forget snowy? could you grab her for me, hyunnie?”

…

“that’s jett.”

…

“that’s angel.”

…

“that’s—actually, i’ll just get her. thanks though, love.”)

she loves the look on your face when she surprises you with a date at the zoo, walking around with you as you point to almost every animal and tell her facts about them. she loves how adorable you look in all the pictures she takes of you posing outside the containers of various animals.

she loves how when it’s late at night and you’re cuddling together, there’s youtube videos on the tv playing from your playlist of animal facts.

(“y’know, hyunju…i know i talk about animals a lot and that i can’t possibly have a favorite, but i think i do have a favorite.”

hyunju, who was half asleep, opens an eye as she raises an eyebrow. this was news to her. you had finally settled on an animal to call your favorite? she never thought that would happen.

she opens both eyes, propping herself up onto her elbow, resting her cheek in her palm.

“really? and what animal might that be, sweet girl?” she asks softly, absentmindedly reaching out to tuck a loose strand of hair behind your ear.

“well, i’ve recently been looking into maned wolves. they remind me of you, in the way they look.” you say, smiling softly as you lean into her touch, wrapping an arm around her.

she lets out a small chuckle at that. you’re so adorable.

“is that so?” she asks, wrapping her own arms around you and running her fingers through your hair.

you nod softly in response, a yawn leaving your lips.

“well, i’ll look forward to hearing all about maned wolves when we wake up tomorrow.” she says, pressing a kiss to your forehead.)

yeah. she loves your adoration for animals.

[corroded-hellfire]

Prompt Day 26: Tour Date

Word Count: 998

Rating: T

Pairing: Eddie x Reader

CW: None

Summary: Eddie wants to impress a girl he met on tour, but his nerves get the better of him

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The little ding of the bell over the door breaks Eddie’s concentration as he steps into the small bookstore. 

“Great,” Eddie mumbles under his breath.

He sighs and shoves his hands into the pockets of his leather jacket.

“Hi,” a sweet voice greets him. “Can I help you with anything?”

Eddie looks up, intending to say yes, but his mouth simply hangs open silently when he sees you standing there. In your lightwash jeans and forest green sweater, Eddie thinks you’re the cutest thing he’s ever seen. 

“Yeah. Uh, yes.” Eddie steps closer and holds his hand out. As he does, he realizes this isn’t the way most customers greet employees of the shop they’ve just walked into. “I’m Eddie.”

To his delight, you shake his hand without making him feel like an idiot, and introduce yourself in kind. 

“What can I help you with, Eddie?”

“Well, my friend’s birthday is in a few days. I was going to buy him a book in the last city we were in, but I couldn’t find a bookstore anywhere in Charleston. At least, not near our hotel or venue, anyway. But now I can’t remember the name of it.” Eddie realizes he’s rambling but, for the life of him, he can’t figure out how to stop. 

“That’s okay,” you tell him. “Do you remember what it was about?”

“Kind of. My friend had us watch the movie version. It was about these kids. They, uh, got in trouble for some reason and two of them ran away. Hid out in an old church or something.”

Your face lights up. 

“Did it have Rob Lowe in it? And Ralph Macchio?” you ask.

A stab of annoyance strikes Eddie as you name the pretty boys in the movie.

“Yeah, that’s the one,” Eddie says, trying to inject a little more enthusiasm than he feels. 

“The Outsiders. That’s one of my favorite books,” you say, gesturing for Eddie to follow you. “It shows that it doesn’t matter if you’re an outcast as long as you’ve got other outcasts who have your back.”

“That seems pretty much like the friend group we have,” Edde says as you pluck the novel off a shelf. 

“Before, you said your hotel and your venue. What do you do?” you ask as you hand over the book. 

“I’ve got a band,” Eddie says. He knows he probably should’ve said “we’ve got a band” but this could make him seem cooler to you. “We’re touring now.”

“And you stopped in little ol’ Asheville, huh? Hope we aren’t too boring for you,” you say. 

“Not boring at all,” Eddie says with a shake of his head. “In fact, I’m really starting to like it.”

He gives you a smile and feels a rush of satisfaction when you duck your head shyly. 

“Would you like to come to the show tonight?” Eddie asks, figuring it’s now or never. 

“Yeah, I’d like that,” you affirm, giving him the prettiest smile Eddie has ever seen.

“Great.” Eddie lets his thumb stroke against the pages of the book in his hands.

“Oh, let me get that for you.” 

You walk back around the counter and press a few buttons on the cash register. It gives Eddie a few moments to take in the features of your face, and he finds he likes each one more than he did the last. 

“Thanks,” Eddie says when you hand him back the book in a small paper bag. “I, uh—”

“It’s my lunch break,” you blurt out. “D-Do you want to have lunch with me in the cafe next store?”

Eddie gives a toothy grin and nods.

“I’d love to.”

“And she likes metal.”

Jeff, Gareth, and Frank have been hearing about you nonstop for the last hour. 

“We’ve gotta play some Poison. They’re her favorite,” Eddie says. 

“You wanna change the set list?” Gareth asks.

Jeff shrugs and answers before Eddie can.

“We always rotate some of our covers. And we know how to play a handful of Poison songs. What the hell? Sure.” 

After going through their repertoire, they decide to play Nothin’ But a Good Time. 

When it’s time to go on, Eddie doesn’t think he’s ever felt this particular combination of nervousness and excitement before. The venue they’re playing in isn’t very big, so it probably won’t even take the duration of the first song for him to figure out if you’re there or not. God, he hopes you are. 

Their opening song is called Bite the Hand and until the first chorus, he doesn’t see you. But when he lays eyes on you, a grin brightens his face, even though his fingers stumble over the chords. 

Luckily, no one in the audience knows it was a mistake since it’s an original song. But the guys in the band know, and Eddie can feel their gazes burning the back of his t-shirt. 

Just gotta shake it off, Munson. 

Unfortunately, it only goes downhill from there. He skips a song, so he starts playing something entirely different from the rest of the band, his voice cracks a few times, and he smacks his chin against the microphone, causing feedback to whine over the speakers.

But worst of all, Eddie thinks, is when they play Nothin’ But a Good Time. He made such a big fuss about playing it, but then he goes ahead and sings the first verse twice instead of the second one. 

After the show, Eddie is nervous to face you. All he wanted was to impress you, yet he just played one of the worst shows of his life. So it surprises him when you throw your arms around him and tell him how much you enjoyed the show.

“It was great! You’re so talented.”

From behind the stage curtain, Jeff, Gareth, and Frank give each other disbelieving looks. The drummer shakes his head in bewilderment.

“Jesus, if she liked that, she must be down as bad as he is.”

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Could you do prompt 23 playful and teasing, for Gavi plss.

Morning Coffee~Pablo Gavi

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23-“You’re literally grumpy until you’ve had coffee, it’s the cutest thing I’ve ever seen.”

It was a lazy Sunday morning, the kind where the world was still wrapped in the soft blanket of sleep, and only the quiet hum of the city could be heard outside the window.

y/n had just dragged herself out of bed, still in het cozy pajamas, wrapped in a fluffy blanket as she huddled on the couch. The world could wait a little longer, she thought.

But not Pablo.

Gavi was already up, his presence lighting up the apartment as he moved around the kitchen.

Shr could hear the familiar sound of the coffee machine brewing, the comforting aroma of freshly ground beans drifting through the air.

He hummed a little tune, clearly in a better mood than her, as his footsteps echoed softly across the floor.

She groaned softly, rubbing her eyes, her body still half in dreamland. The couch was too inviting, and getting up felt like an impossible task.

The grumpiness of early mornings hit her like a brick, and she knew it would take at least one cup of coffee before she could even attempt to function properly.

Pablo, however, was having none of that.

A moment later, he appeared in the living room with two steaming mugs in his hands, his eyes lighting up as soon as he saw her curled up on the couch like a grumpy little ball of blankets.

“You’re literally grumpy until you’ve had coffee,” he teased, his voice dripping with that playful affection she adored. “It’s the cutest thing I’ve ever seen.”

She narrowed her eyes, trying to muster up some semblance of a glare, but she couldn’t help the tiny smile creeping up her face.

“I’m not grumpy,” she muttered, pulling the blanket tighter around her. “Just... sleepy.”

He raised an eyebrow, leaning against the doorframe with his usual smirk. “Oh, yeah, totally. You’re just the most adorable sleepyhead ever.” He placed one of the mugs on the table beside her, a little too proudly.

She reached for the mug, her hands wrapped around it, and took a long, satisfying sip.

She felt the warmth spread through her body, and before she knew it, the grumpiness started to melt away. Her shoulders relaxed, and a soft sigh of contentment escaped her lips.

“Better?” he asked, his eyes sparkling with amusement.

“Mm-hmm,” she hummed, her eyes fluttering shut for a second. “It’s like magic. You should make this your profession—Gavi, the professional grumpy-girl-saver.”

He chuckled, moving closer to her, his knee brushing against hers as he sat down next to her on the couch.

“I wouldn't want to save any girl but you though. I’d get to see your cute grumpy face every day. And then... get to see you all smiley and happy once you’ve had your fix of coffee.”

She giggled, nudging him with her elbow. “Yeah, yeah. You just like how cute I am when I’m grumpy.”

His smirk turned into a soft smile, and he kissed the side of her head.

“Well, I think you’re cute all the time. Grumpy, sleepy, totally awake—I’m pretty sure I’m in love with every version of you.”

She turned her head to look at him, her heart doing a little flip. “You’re so cheesy.”

“I know,” he said, grinning. “But you love it.”

She rolled her eyes, but the blush creeping up her cheeks gave you away. “You’re lucky you make the best coffee in the world.”

He kissed her cheek gently, his lips lingering for just a second longer than necessary. “Lucky for me, I’m also an expert in making my girlfriend smile.”

She couldn’t help the soft giggle that bubbled up. “Well, you’re doing a pretty good job.”

He leaned in closer, pressing a soft kiss to her lips, just a quick one, but it sent butterflies through her stomach.

“I try,” he whispered, his lips brushing against hers again. “But I’ll keep kissing you until I’ve made you smile so much that your face hurts.”

“You’re impossible,” she teased, pulling him into a longer kiss this time.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, feeling the warmth of his body press against hers as his hands slid around her waist.

The kiss deepened, tender and full of affection, like he had all the time in the world to make her feel adored.

When she finally pulled back, out of breath and smiling, he rested his forehead against hers, a soft laugh escaping his lips. “See? Told you I could make you smile.”

She grinned, her heart melting at how easily he made everything feel right. “Okay, okay. You win. But only because you’re cute when you’re smug.”

“Hey, it’s my job,” he said, pressing another kiss to her lips. “To be cute. And smug. And to make you laugh... and kiss you a lot.”

She smiled, leaning back into his arms as the morning slipped by, the world outside irrelevant as long as she had Gavi by her side, coffee in hand, and the two of them wrapped up in their own little bubble of joy.

And maybe, just maybe, she was a little bit grumpy before her coffee... but he made it worth it.