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magics-neptunes-things · 11 months ago

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Shy Girl (2)

Hi guys!

This is the second part for Shy Girl, it was fun to write so I hope you will like it :)

It's longer that I thought tho. Sorry if there is some mistakes, Tumblr was a pain in my ass.

Enjoy!

TW : None

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After the evening you met Alexia, you didn’t stay for long in Barcelona. You are engaged for a film on a rather large scale since you play in an American production and for one of the greatest current directors. You are always very careful to study the profiles of people offering you roles, preferring not to play in a promising film rather than finding yourself with someone crooked.

You talked about it at one point during your exchanges with Alexia and she confided in you about all that the Spanish team has experienced in recent years because of the Federation. But that’s just part of the different conversations you’ve had over the last couple of weeks. After talking a few times on Instagram, Alexia asked for your phone number and you continued by messages and sometimes FaceTime.

Sometimes you had to change countries, but you always managed to find a time to exchange news. You must admit that when a break is taking between two takes, you hurry to check your phone to see if you have not received a message from Alexia. Little do you know that she does the same in training, undergoing the teasing of her teammates.

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Alexia 👑 Hey! When are you coming back to Barcelona again?

You I'm coming on Friday Why?

Alexia 👑 If I give you tickets, would you like to watch me play?

You Wait, you can play again?! 😱

Alexia 👑 Just had the go from the medical staff 😊

You Oh god I'm so happy for you 🤗 Of course I'll come, I'm happy you ask

Alexia 👑 I'm happy too. I'll send you all the information soon 💕

It's after this exchange of messages that you find yourself installed once again in the area reserved for families and VIPs, accompanied by your agent and definitely your best friend. Sofia puts her hand on your knee for the tenth time of the evening to prevent you from making it bounce in all directions. Alexia has informed you that she will not start the game, but will be in after the start of the second half.

Alexia is actually training since the return of the teams on the field and you feel the excitement running through the crowd as you see the captain treading the grass. However, it’s nothing against the clamor that resounds in the crowd when Alexia joins the rest of the team for the first time in many weeks. A big smile illuminates your face, similar to Alexia’s before she focuses on the game.

The match turn to Barca's advantage and you stay after the match when the players start their lap at the end of the game. You spotted Alexia’s mom and sister a few seats away from you but you didn’t have the courage to go and greet them. You didn’t agree on a program after the match, you didn’t want to impose yourself too much and you imagined that Alexia would prefer to celebrate her return to the field with her teammates.

You wink at her when she comes to greet her family and you were about to get up to leave the stadium when she beckons you to approach. You hesitate for a split second but your best friend gently pushes you in the back to join her, which you do timidly.

"Hi" smiled Alexia, placing her hand on yours, which is on the metal of the railing. "Can you wait for me to catch up? I'll be quick"

Your skin is hot where she's touching you and you have to use all of yourself to stay focus on the conversation you're having.

"Don’t you want to celebrate with your friends?" you ask while looking at her with your head tilted to the side.

"Maybe after" Alexia replies with some embarrassment that you have trouble understanding.

"Okay. I’ll wait for you then"

You smile and a big smile is displayed on Alexia’s face, who promises once again not to take long before joining you. So you return to the same lobby as a few days ago, accompanied by your agent and best friend. Like the other day, she goes to get you a glass of champagne and you sit on two stools at the back of the room.

You find yourself blushing stupidly when you cross the look of Eli Putellas and you hurry to half hide behind your best friend who rolls her eyes seeing you do.

True to her promise, Alexia quickly appears in the room, stopping once again at her family who kisses her and exchanges a few words with her. Your eyes meet several times during their exchange and you quickly understand at Alexia's sign of head that she wants to introduce you.

"Don’t forget to breathe, you’re going to pass out" Sofia teases you.

It’s your turn to roll your eyes, but your heart beats a little too fast when the three Putellas arrive at your height. You haven’t seen Alexia in person since you met her and with her wet hair and her bright smile, she’s even more stunning than you remember. However, you try to ignore this by listening to Alexia who make the introductions between you four.

After the greetings and exchanges of rigour, you learn in passing that Alba has seen all of your films, Alba and Eli must leave since they both work the next day.

"I’m glad you came" Alexia smiles after her family left and your best friend went to the bathroom.

"I’m glad I came" you assure her by smiling too.

You silently look at each other for a few seconds and you bite your lip, trying to hold her gaze.

"It’s weird to be in front of you after writing to you for two weeks" you finally confess timidly.

"It's weird for me too, but I'm really happy you came. It's mean a lot to me"

She takes your hand in her and when she sees your eyes going on your intertwined hands, she thinks that it's makes you uncomfortable. But when she try to take her hand back, you squeeze it, offering her a timid smile.

"Thanks for inviting me" you say, looking in her eyes.

She smiles and seems to relax, but Sofia come back at this moment and your hands are not longer in one other.

"So, what are you plan for the next days?" Alexia asks.

"I have some interviews while the film is being edited. After that I have to travel around to make the promotion of it, the film preview... And after all that I'm taking some holidays."

"Where are you going?"

"Barcelona probably" you smirk. "We have all we need here"

Alexia smirk back and keep talking with you for more time, until Mapi and some others girls come to look after Alexia. After greeting you, the blond talks to her friend.

"We're going to the restaurant Ale, you coming?"

"Do you want to come with us?" Alexia asks, turning for looking at you.

"I have to say no for her" Sofia intervenes "Early morning interview tomorrow"

You pout but Alexia smile while nodding, kissing your cheek before leaving.

"Well that went well" Sofia comments, smiling over her drink as you touch your cheek where Alexia's lips where seconds ago.

At the same time, Alexia was sighing before taking a last look at you above her shoulder.

"What is it?" Mapi asks her best friend.

"She's so beautiful. And cute. And sweet. I wish I could talk to her longer."

"So whipped already" Mapi scoffs, drawing a frown from her own girlfriend who asks her to leave Alexia alone.

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Ale 💘 How the interviews went?

You It was great. A little bit tiring to have to answer always the same question but it was alright. How is your knee?

Ale 💘 It's fine, like nothing happened 😊

You Thanks God. I'm happy for you really

Ale 💘 Thanks 😊 Can’t believe I’ve only been back in the field for two weeks Also two weeks since I last saw you

You About that, I have something to ask you but maybe it's a little too much ��

Ale 💘 Tell me?

You As you know, we have the Preview for the film on Thursday in Barcelona

Ale 💘 Yes?

You I was wondering if you would like to come? And maybe being my +1? I know it can be weird because we don't really saw each other physically a lot, but I thought it could be fun to go there with you. We talked a lot already and I feel like I know you, at least a little bit. Don't feel any pressure anyway, I'll understand if you are busy with something else or if you don't want to come so don't worry It's too much isn't it? 😥 You don't have to answer

Ale 💘 🤣 I would love to go with you ❤️

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You were happy, more than that actually, when Alexia says yes to you. But now you are a mess, looking at yourself in the mirror. You don't like your dress for tonight, you don't like your make up or the way your hair are. You always choose your clothes yourself, but tonight you feel like you only made bad choices.

You want to look great for Alexia, hopping that she doesn't regret to appear at your side for tonight. You warned her that there would be journalists and photographers, but it didn’t seem to bother her. You explained to her from beginning to end the way these evenings go, from A to Z, without omitting the slightest detail. You don't want Alexia to be uncomfortable or embarrassed at any time of the evening.

"You're beautiful" Sofia smiles when she entered the room.

You shrug, still looking at you before sighing. She's your friend, of course she will tell you something like this. Before you can answer anything, someone is knocking at the door again and you let Sofia open the door.

"Hola Alexia. Great to see you here" she smiles, before leaving the room.

Alexia’s presence electrifies you and you turn to face her. You let your eyes wrap around her appearance and you almost need to sit down. She’s amazing, obviously. Is there ever a time when that hasn’t been the case? When your eyes stop on her face, you realize that she is smiling softly and you take a few steps in her direction to greet her properly. You’ve been talking non-stop for weeks now, but this is only the third time you can see her in real life.

Your arms naturally find their place around her neck when she takes you in her arms to greet you. Smiling, you extend your embrace, discreetly breathing her smell.

"I missed you" Alexia whispers in your ear

It makes you shiver and you can’t hide the smile on your face.

"I missed you too" you smile softly as you step back a bit to look at her. "You are really beautiful"

"Speak for yourself" Alexia smiles back.

Neither of you has released the other when your eyes cross and you feel your breath become short when you see that her eyes descend on your lips. It’s been a few days since you’ve wondered what it would be like to kiss Alexia, even before your discussions take a little more intimate turn. A little flirty too. You discovered a funny Alexia that makes you appreciate her even more.

When Alexia’s eyes go up on yours, looking for a form of consent, you just smile at her. No words are needed. Your heart accelerates in anticipation as she leans over you, but the door of the room suddenly opens when your lips are only a few millimeters apart.

"Y/N, we have to… Oh, sorry"

You refrain from insulting your colleague (and friend) on the screen when he enters the room suddenly, making you both jump. But your gaze must speak for you since he addresses you an excuse grimace. He looks at Alexia with curiosity, who now stands awkwardly two feets away from you.

"Alexia, this is John, my co-worker" you mumble. "John, this is Alexia"

"Great to finally meet you" John says with a smile, reaching his hand to Alexia before turning to you. "We have to go, the cars are here"

"We are coming"

He smiles again and leave. You turn yourself to Alexia, who was already looking at you.

"He never knocks on the door before entering?"

She looks annoyed and you bite your lower lip.

"I'm sorry"

"Don't be. It's not your fault."

Your eyes meet and she seems to relax a little. You offer her a hesitant hand, relieved to see that she doesn't hesitate for a second to take it.

"Are you ready to go?"

When Alexia nods, you take her with you to the exit the hotel where you prepared yourself. One of the cars supposed to take you to your destination is waiting for you and you let Alexia in before you.

"Thank you for agreeing to come with me. I imagine you must have your quota of ceremonies like this" you tell her while the car started.

"A little" confesses Alexia, shrugging her shoulders, before smiling. "But it’s for me, next time it’s you who will have to accompany me"

"With great pleasure"

A smile appears on your face and you feel your stomach doing a double-flip at the idea of spending extra time with Alexia. Enjoying the intimacy that the car offers you, you put your head on Alexia’s shoulder which intertwines your fingers to put your hands on her lap.

"After that, you have no more obligations right?" asks Alexia after a few seconds of comfortable silence.

"No more for a whole month" you confirm.

You can’t wait to have time for yourself, to sleep in the morning and just have nothing to do. To be able to stay in Barcelona, in your apartment and see your loved ones.

"Will you have time for me?" asked Alexia in a shy voice.

"Obviously" you smile softly as you look up at her.

"If I offered you a date, would you say yes?"

"I would say yes if you asked me, of course"

Your mischievous smile is seen by Alexia, who smiles back at you. This isn't exactly a officially request, but it goes in your way of operating from the beginning. Teasing, lightness and above all no anticipation of anything. No obligation, just the desire to spend time together. And other than by screen interposed for once.

When you arrive, she puts a kiss on your cheek.

"Time to shine, superstar"

You blush violently, which seems to amuse her a lot. The look of reproaches that you throw at her makes her smile, even if she addresses you a small sentence of apology.

"Sorry. But I find the fact that we’re both in the spotlight when we’re socially awkward rather amusing."

She’s absolutely right, and it’s probably one of your biggest commonalities. But it also allows you to better understand the other and you appreciate that very much.

A few minutes later, you are walking on the red carpet, trying to ignore the flashes of the photographers.

"I’ll have to take pictures" you explain to Alexia in a low voice while waiting for John to finish "Normally we take only a few before taking others with our partner, but we will avoid this point"

You cross Alexia’s eyes and quickly realize that something seems to bother her. You ask her with your eyes and you are once again pleasantly surprised at the simplicity with which she seems to be able to confide in you.

"Don’t you want to be seen with me?"

"Yes, of course. But you…"

"I don’t mind. On the contrary."

After looking in her eyes for a few seconds and realizing that she's telling you the truth, you nod with a shy smile. That wasn’t the reason you invited her, after all, you’re not a couple. But you’re glad she wants to pose with you.

After taking some pictures alone, you invite her to join you by raising your hand to her. She takes it quietly, putting a hand in the hollow of your back. And you need all your concentration to stay focused on what’s going on. You look at her and smile back at her, before looking again at the photographs.

When a few extra flashes have burned your retina, you take her hand again to take her with you in the comfort offered by the cinema.

You stop by several journalists to answer more questions, still without releasing Alexia’s hand. She gives you a reassuring smile every time you turn in her direction and ask her how she feels.

After a while, you finally find your seats in one of the first rows of the cinema. At one point you received a drink and you put it on your armrest to turn towards Alexia.

"Are you okay? I know it can be a lot" you apologize, biting your lip.

"You had warned me. I'm alright, don't worry" gently reminds you a smiling Alexia.

You hum for any answer, letting yourself go against the back of your chair.

"And on top of that, a first date at the cinema isn't so unusual" smiles Alexia.

It makes you laugh and when you look at her, her eyes sparkle with malice. In spite of yourself, you think about the missed kiss in the hotel room and when you see Alexia’s look slip on your lips, you know that she thinks about it too.

You really want to kiss her right now, but the director and the producer are suddenly in front of the crowd to thanks people to be here. You don't really listen to what they say, really aware of Alexia's fingers brushing against your arm.

During the film, you can't stop looking at her to see her reactions. You talked to her about the film, but you didn't give her all the details. You loved seeing her smile, laugh or frown.

"Internet is going crazy" Sofia informs you both when the film is over.

You and Alexia followed the others into the reception room where there are petits fours and countryside. You exchanged a few discussions with several people in the field, making sure to always include Alexia in one way or another. Most of your interlocutors obviously know her, she remains a world famous sportswoman.

"Why?" you ask Sofia naively, gently frowning.

"You show up with one of the best players in the world after being officially single for years. Try again" laughs Sofia rolling her eyes.

"Oh" you just blush slightly.

Alexia smirks at you, before taking a sip of her drink. The idea of being seen with Alexia doesn't bother you, you wouldn't have invited her if it had been the case. But you’ll probably never understand people’s interest in other people’s privacy.

"Do you want to get some fresh air?" Alexia suggests pointing to the balcony with a nod.

You nod and follow her quietly. The fresh air from the outside is nice and the fact that the balcony overlooks an inner courtyard that doesn't show you to the rest of the world is just as nice.

"Are you having a good time?" you ask, looking closely at Alexia.

"Very good yes. It would have been difficult otherwise, I am in very good company after all"

You smile softly at her and give yourself control by finishing the glass that you held until now in your hand.

"Can I ask you something?" asked Alexia shortly afterwards.

"Of course" you answer by looking at her curiously.

"Sofia said you were officially single for years"

"Yes?"

"What does she mean by officially? Did you have someone hiding or something like that?"

"Oh... No, not at all. I was really focused on my career and it's always hard to manage a relationship when you are always everywhere in the world"

You shrug, but can't escape the inquisitive looks Alexia sends you.

"So... Hooks up?"

You widen your eyes before shaking your head negatively.

"No. It's not... I mean I'm not into this kind of things" you begin before stopping and looking at Alexia hesitantly "You're going to think I'm weird or something"

"I promise I'm not" Alexia smiles, grabbing your hand.

"I had someone but the distance was hard and we just fall apart. I haven't been with someone since" you mumble, blushing once again. "I... For me, sex and love are coming together"

Alexia is still smiling but you only have to look in her eyes to learn that she's not making fun of you.

"You are the sweetest girl in the world."

You roll your eyes and feel your body shiver when she put a strand of hair behind your ear. Taking advantage that you are alone, you press your face on her hand and gently kiss her wrist. You lost yourself in her eyes once again, studying at length each of Alexia’s facial features. She leans again in your direction and her breath caresses your lips when you hear John’s voice sound behind you again.

"What?!" you snap, turning in his direction.

"I… uh. The producer was looking for you, he wanted to introduce you to a friend of his" "I’m coming" you sigh with annoyance

You don’t listen to his stuttering excuses, preferring to take a deep breath to calm down. Why does the whole world seem determined to stop you from exchanging your first kiss with Alexia?

"I better go" you sigh softly as you turn towards the door.

But, before you can make the slightest step, you feel Alexia’s hand grab your arm and draw you against her. Your eyes cross for a few seconds before her lips are on yours. Her lips blend perfectly with yours and you step on your toes to prolong the kiss. Your arms wrap around her neck and head, trying to be as close to her as possible.

Her hands slide on your back and her whole smell fills you. She's everywhere and you don't know if it's that or the lack of oxygen, but you feel yourself like floating.

"Now you can go if you want" Alexia mumble against your lips, as breathless as you are.

"I'm not sure if I want to" you admit, slightly blushing.

"Do you want to go home?"

Alexia only lets half a second pass before adding something to what she just said, as if she had just realized something.

"I mean… not going back, but you know… I mean, we didn’t really spend time just physically. Well, physically, I mean in front of each other not…"

"Alexia, stop" you smile softly, putting an end to Alexia’s agony.

She seems to be grateful to you because she takes her breath while looking at you, although dancing nervously from one foot to the other.

"Sorry, it was weird" Alexia rolls her eyes.

"It reassures me a little, little things you were out of the socialy awkward category" you smile maliciously before adding "Let's go home."

#woso x reader #woso imagine #alexia putellas x reader #alexia putellas #alexia putellas imagine #woso fanfics

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moodriingz · 1 year ago

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Met you at the right time | A. Fantilli

Summary | Adam attends reader's concert and fans notice

Pairing | Adam Fantilli x reader

Warning | Gracie Abrams faceclaim!

Author's Note | I cannot thank you all enough for the love on "Into Your Room!" I hope you all had an amazing holiday! I'm currently spending time with family so idk when I'll be able to post next! I also liked the smau format. Please send requests! Enjoy!

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y/nupdates y/n looked so happy at her show last night in Columbus! she wouldn't look away from the vip area!

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user1 i was there! she was so smiley during Feels Like!

user2 some people on twitter were saying that some of the hockey team was there last night. was there any confirmation?

↳ user1 oh my gosh yes! i thought i saw Adam Fantilli there and maybe some others too

↳ user2 WAIT ADAM JUST LIKED THIS POST?!

yourusername

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yourusername cbus you give me butterflies 🦋🩵

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user3 was it because of us or a certain someone in the crowd?

↳ user1 i was looking for these kinds of comments lol

luca.fantilli in case my brother doesn't say it, you're welcome

↳ user2 what does this meannnnnnnn

yourbff I love being your groupie!!

↳ yourusername you're more than that! you're my stagehand!

↳ yourbff yeah ok.

adamfantilli you're always welcome back

kentjohnson.13 my man is blushingggg

↳ user4 this is about adam right?

user4 oh my gosh i want her and adam to get together so baddd

adamfantilli

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adamfantilli always tying her shoes

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g.brindley4 did i miss a chapter?

↳ adamfantilli yeah sorry bud

user5 instinct tells me that those are y/n's shoes in the second slide

↳ user6 or maybe you're crazy

yourusername she's very lucky!

↳ adamfantilli she needs to invest in velcro shoes

↳ user1 OH MY GOD IT'S HAPPENING

yourusername

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yourusername days off

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user1 what movie did you see?

↳ yourusername the new hunger games movie! so good!

kentjohnson.13 keep him in line!

adamfantilli i would hate to be on the receiving end of that glare

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y/nupdates y/n and adam at a party recently!

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user1 i'm super happy for her but the second picture looks personal

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user6 so cute but you should take these down

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yourusername hard launch? hard launch. 🦋👑🩵

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yourbestfriend i thought you got that crown for me?

↳ yourusername i'm sorry adam asked to try it on. you're still my queen i promise

↳ adamfantilli i feel like i'm intruding on something

adamfantilli met you at the right time

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↳ yourusername you're so cute

kentjohnson.13 blegh (you guys are very cute)

↳ adamfantilli aw that wasn't too hard was it?

adamfantilli

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adamfantilli nhl awards

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yourusername so proud of you! 🦋🩵

↳ adamfantilli loved having you by my side 🩵

bluejacketsnhl our #1 rookie!

user6 stop they're so cute I can't take it

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yourusername rookie of the year 🩵

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adamfantilli you mean more than a trophy

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user1 i can't get over that i was at the same concert as adam and now they're dating

nhl congrats mr. y/n y/l/n 🦋🩵

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↳ yourusername don't take it personally babe

#adam fantilli x reader #adam fantilli imagine #adam fantilli #nhl imagine #hockey imagine #social media au #nhl x reader #hockey x reader #adam fantilli blurb

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kathlare · 20 days ago

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secretly ours

Lando Norris x Amelie Dayman

Summary: Amelie reflects on her whirlwind life, juggling a busy tour with personal moments of connection. After a high-energy performance in Buenos Aires, she returns to a quiet hotel room where she reunites with Lando.

Wordcount: 1.2 k

Warnings: just fluff

request over here!

November 9th, 2023 - Buenos Aires, Argentina

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ameliedayman: made something special for you guys for the holidays 🤍 'fruitcake' is out 11/17 !!

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holidayvibesonly: THIS + hot cocoa + snow = perfect vibes �� Can’t wait to blast Fruitcake at the family dinner 🎁

hatersgonnahate: A holiday album? Really? How original. 🙄 → swiftie_x_amelie: @hatersgonnahate And yet you’ll be listening to it. Stay mad. 🎄

alex_albon: Do we get exclusive VIP fruitcake privileges, or do I have to preorder like everyone else? 😂 �� ameliedayman: @alex_albon Alex, you’re on the naughty list. Lily come and get your man...

cozydayman: You’re literally the spirit of the holidays, Amelie. This is what December needed.

charles_leclerc: Finally, something to replace George’s karaoke Christmas playlist. Merci, Amelie. 😅🎄 → georgerussell63: @charles_leclerc Rude, Charles. But fair. Amelie > me. 😂

ameliefan4life: OMG, CHRISTMAS CAME EARLYYYY 🎄✨ Can’t wait to have this on repeat all holiday season!! 😍 → swiftieintraining: @amelie4life Sameee, we’re about to have a holly jolly meltdown! 🥹🎶

victoria.dayman: SO proud of you, my love! Another masterpiece for the world to enjoy. ❤️

amelieobsessed_22: FRUITCAKE??! 🎄👀 I’m already obsessed and I haven’t even heard it yet!! DROP THE SNIPPET, MILA!!! → daymanfanatic: @amelieobsessed_22 She’s about to own Christmas, I just KNOW it. Queen of the holidays! 👑🎶

lanmielover_98: LANDO IS BACK IN THE LIKES OMG FINALLY! 😭😭 Christmas miracle fr!!! 🎁

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Amelie stepped off the brightly lit stage at the River Plate Stadium, her heart pounding with the residual adrenaline of performing in front of thousands. The sound of screaming fans still echoed in her ears as the crew hustled around, breaking down the set. She’d just finished opening for Taylor Swift on The Eras Tour, and the energy of the crowd had been electric. But even as she smiled and thanked the team backstage, her thoughts weren’t entirely on the performance. They were on the man waiting for her back at the hotel.

Amelie’s lips curled into a small, private smile as she pulled the towel from her neck and dabbed at the sweat on her forehead. Her body ached from the high-energy performance, her legs heavy from hours of dancing under the blistering lights. Yet, the thought of Lando made her pulse quicken in a different way. For the past three days, he had been tucked away in her hotel room, hidden from the world like a well-kept secret. It was risky, sure, but the thought of him being there—waiting for her—was a comfort she couldn’t resist.

The ride back to the hotel was quiet, her driver understanding her exhaustion as she leaned back in the seat, staring out at the Buenos Aires skyline. The city buzzed with life, and she couldn’t help but think about how much her life had changed in the past few weeks. Only a month ago, she and Lando had barely spoken in over a year, and now they were back in each other’s orbit, tangled in a web of emotions that neither of them seemed ready to define.

The elevator ride to her floor felt excruciatingly slow. Her body yearned for a shower, for her bed, and most of all, for him. She swiped her keycard and pushed open the door to her suite, her eyes immediately landing on Lando. He was sprawled on the couch, dressed in a pair of sweatpants and one of his oversized McLaren T-shirts, his damp curls suggesting he’d just showered. The glow from the TV cast soft shadows on his face, and he looked up at her with that boyish grin that made her heart skip every damn time.

—Hey, superstar,— he greeted, his voice warm and teasing.

—Hey, trouble,— she replied, kicking off her boots and dropping her bag by the door. —Been waiting long?—

—Only my whole life,— he quipped, standing and crossing the room to meet her halfway. His arms wrapped around her, pulling her into a tight embrace that made her sigh against his chest. He smelled like his cologne and her shampoo, a combination that was oddly comforting.

Amelie tilted her head back to look at him. —Missed me, huh?—

—Obviously,— he said, his accent making the word drawl slightly. —I’m stuck in here like a bloody prisoner while you’re out there living it up. Feels a bit unfair, doesn’t it?—

She laughed, the sound light and genuine as she pressed her hands to his chest. —You’re the one who insisted on coming here. Don’t complain now.—

Lando shrugged, a mischievous glint in his eye. —What can I say? I’m a glutton for punishment.— He leaned down, brushing his lips against hers in a way that was soft but carried the promise of something more.

Her fingers curled into his shirt, pulling him closer as she deepened the kiss. The exhaustion from the night seemed to melt away under his touch, replaced by the familiar heat that always simmered between them. But then, as if remembering herself, she pulled back, her lips quirking into a smirk.

—Let me shower first,— she murmured. —I’m disgusting.—

—I don’t mind,— he teased, but he let her go, watching her retreat to the bathroom with a look that made her stomach flip.

The hot water was a blessing, washing away the sweat and grime of the concert. As she stood under the spray, her mind wandered to Lando. To the way he looked at her, the way he touched her, and the way he made her feel like the center of his universe when they were together. It was almost overwhelming, the intensity of it all. But it was also addictive.

When she emerged from the bathroom, wrapped in a plush robe with her damp hair falling around her shoulders, she found Lando lying on the bed, scrolling through his phone. He looked up when she entered, his eyes softening in that way they always did when he saw her.

—You’re hogging the bed,— she said, climbing in next to him.

He smirked, setting his phone aside. —It’s a big bed, Ames. There’s plenty of room for you.—

Amelie rolled her eyes but settled beside him, her head resting on his chest as his arm came around her shoulders. They sat in comfortable silence for a while, the sound of his heartbeat steady under her ear.

—I can’t believe you actually came here,— she said softly, tracing patterns on his shirt with her finger. —You’re insane.—

Lando chuckled, his fingers idly running through her damp hair. —I think you already knew that. But, come on, Ames, how could I not? A week without seeing you was already torture. If I’d stayed away any longer, I might’ve gone mad.—

She smiled, her heart doing that annoying fluttery thing it always did when he said something sweet. —You’re lucky I didn’t get caught sneaking you in here. Taylor’s security team would’ve thrown both of us out.—

—Worth it,— he said with a grin, leaning down to kiss the top of her head. —Besides, I’m not exactly complaining about being stuck in a hotel with you. Could be worse places to hide out.—

Amelie tilted her head to look up at him, her fingers still tracing lazy circles over his chest. —You mean you don’t miss the chaos of the paddock? The cameras? The endless media questions?—

—Not when I’ve got you,— he said without missing a beat, his voice soft but teasing. —I mean, don’t get me wrong, I love the attention, but this? This is better.—

She laughed, shaking her head. —You’re so full of shit.—

—Maybe,— he admitted, his grin widening, —but you like me anyway.—

Amelie rolled her eyes, but the truth of his words settled somewhere deep inside her. She did like him, more than she probably should, given their history. But here they were, tangled up in each other’s lives again, unable to stay away despite all the reasons they shouldn’t.

She shifted, propping herself up on her elbow to get a better look at him. —You know, you’ve got a race next weekend. Shouldn’t you be, I don’t know, resting? Training? Doing whatever it is you racing drivers do?—

Lando shrugged, his free hand coming up to rest on her hip. —I’ve got my priorities straight. Besides, I’m already ahead of schedule. Being here with you is... good for me. Keeps me grounded.—

—Grounded?— she repeated, raising an eyebrow. —I’m pretty sure sneaking around in hotel rooms isn’t exactly what they mean by that.—

He smirked, his hand slipping under the hem of her robe to rest on her bare thigh. —Maybe not, but I’d argue it’s worth bending the rules for you.—

Her breath hitched at the feel of his touch, her body instinctively leaning into him. He had this way of making her forget everything else, of drawing her into his orbit until nothing else mattered. It was intoxicating, and she wasn’t sure she’d ever get used to it.

—You’re such a flirt,— she murmured, her voice quieter now as her fingers trailed along his jawline. —What am I going to do with you?—

Lando’s eyes darkened slightly, his grip on her thigh tightening just enough to make her heart race. —I can think of a few things.—

She laughed, the sound soft and breathless as she leaned down to kiss him. It started slow, her lips brushing against his in a way that was almost tentative, but it quickly deepened, the heat between them building as his hands found their way to her waist.

It was moments like this that reminded her why she’d let him back into her life. Despite everything—the heartbreak, the distance, the uncertainty—there was something undeniable about the way they fit together. Something that made all the risks feel worth it.

—You’re trouble, Norris,— she whispered against his lips, her hands tangling in his curls.

He grinned, his breath warm against her skin. —And you like it.—

Amelie pulled back just enough to look at him, her eyes searching his. —I don’t know what we’re doing, Lando. I don’t know where this is going.—

His expression softened, the teasing edge fading as he cupped her face in his hands. —Neither do I, Ames. But I know I don’t want to stop.—

For a moment, she just looked at him, her heart caught somewhere between fear and hope. Then she leaned in, kissing him again, letting herself get lost in him. Whatever this was—whatever they were—it was theirs. And for now, that was enough.

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songbirdseung · 10 months ago

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for my pretty girl / sim jaeyun

synopsis: getting princess treatment from enhypen's own babygirl

pairing: idol!jake x nonidol!yn

You wake up to the sound of your phone buzzing on the nightstand. Groggily, you reach over and pick it up, squinting at the bright screen. It's a message from your friend Jake.

"Hey there, princess! 👑 I'll pick you up in an hour. Be ready! 😉"

You blink in confusion, you've been friends with him for a while now, ever since you met at a fan meet-and-greet, but he's never mentioned anything like this before. Curiosity piqued; you quickly reply.

"Sure, I'll be ready! But what's this all about?"

Before you can even finish typing, Jake responds,

"It's a surprise! Just trust me, you're going to love it. See you soon, princess! 💖"

You can't help but smile at Jake's playful nickname for you. Despite the early hour, you feel a surge of excitement coursing through you. What could Jake have planned?

As you hurry to get ready, your mind races with possibilities. Could it be a special event or maybe a VIP tour of their latest music video set? Whatever it is, you can't wait to find out. With a quick glance in the mirror, you make sure you look presentable before grabbing your phone and heading out the door to meet Jake.

Jake grinned mischievously as he typed out the message to you, his fingers flying over the keyboard with practiced ease. He couldn't wait to see your reaction to his surprise plan. Just as he hit send, he felt a sudden presence behind him and froze.

Turning around, he found himself face to face with Ni-ki and Jay, who were smirking at him knowingly.

"Hey there, Jake," Ni-ki said, his tone teasing. "Who are you texting so early in the morning? Could it be a certain someone?"

Jake rolled his eyes, trying to play it cool. "Just a friend," he replied, hoping to brush off their curiosity.

Jay raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. "Just a friend, huh? You sure seem pretty excited about it."

Jake felt his cheeks heat up, knowing that he couldn't hide anything from his observant bandmates. "Okay, fine," he admitted, a sheepish grin spreading across his face. "It's Y/N. I'm planning something special for her today."

Ni-ki's eyes widened in mock surprise. "Ooh, is this the day you finally confess your undying love for her?" he teased, nudging Jake playfully.

Jake's cheeks flushed even deeper at the suggestion. "Shut up, Ni-ki," he muttered, trying to hide his embarrassment.

Jay chuckled, patting Jake on the back. "Don't worry, man. We won't tell anyone… unless you chicken out and don't confess," he teased, earning a playful shove from Jake in response.

As Jake and his bandmates continued their playful banter, Jake's phone buzzed in his pocket. He quickly pulled it out to see your message.

"Hey, I'm ready! Can't wait to see what you have planned. I'll be waiting for you outside. 😊"

Jake couldn't help but smile at your enthusiasm, feeling a surge of excitement at the prospect of spending the day with you. However, before he could reply, Ni-ki and Jay leaned over to sneak a peek at his phone.

"Ooh, looks like someone's eager to see you, Jake," Ni-ki teased, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.

Jay chuckled, nudging Jake playfully. "Looks like Prince Charming needs to pick up his princess in his white carriage," he added, earning a laugh from Ni-ki.

Jake rolled his eyes, trying to ignore their teasing. "Alright, alright, enough with the fairy tale jokes," he said, though a small grin tugged at the corners of his lips. Deep down, he couldn't wait to see you and make your day feel like a real-life fairy tale.

As Jake made his way to the door, excitement bubbling inside him, he nearly collided with Heeseung, who emerged from his bedroom with a curious expression on his face.

"Hey, Jake, where are you off to all dressed up?" Heeseung asked, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes.

Jake couldn't help but blush slightly under Heeseung's scrutinizing gaze. "Oh, uh, just heading out to meet someone," he replied, trying to keep his voice casual.

Heeseung's grin widened as he caught sight of Jake's outfit. "Ah, I see. So, is today the day you finally sweep Y/N off her feet?" he teased, his tone playful.

Jake's cheeks flushed even deeper at Heeseung's teasing. "Maybe," he admitted with a shy smile.

Before Jake could escape the interrogation, Sunghoon and Sunoo appeared from the living room, their eyes lighting up as they spotted Jake.

"Ooh, look at you all dressed up!" Sunghoon exclaimed, a grin spreading across his face. "Are you going on a date, Jake?"

Sunoo nudged Sunghoon with a playful smirk. "Yeah, with your princess, right?" he teased, earning a chuckle from Heeseung.

Jake couldn't help but laugh along with his bandmates, feeling grateful for their support and good-natured teasing. With a final wave goodbye, he headed out the door, eager to begin the day's adventures with you by his side.

You stand outside your apartment building, your heart pounding with excitement and nerves as you wait for Jake to arrive. You can't help but fidget with the hem of your shirt, feeling a rush of anticipation coursing through your veins.

Despite your nerves, you can't stop the smile that spreads across your face as you think about the day ahead. Whatever surprise Jake has planned for you, you know it's going to be amazing. After all, he's never failed to put a smile on your face before.

As you wait, you take a deep breath, trying to calm your racing heart. You glance down at your phone, checking the time and wondering when Jake will arrive. Just as you start to worry that he might be running late, you spot a familiar figure approaching from down the street.

Your heart leaps with joy as Jake comes into view, a bright smile on his face as he waves to you. You return the gesture eagerly, feeling a rush of warmth at the sight of him. With each step he takes closer to you, your excitement grows, and before you know it, he's standing right in front of you.

"Hey there, princess," Jake says, his voice soft and gentle as he looks at you with a fond expression. "Are you ready for our adventure?"

You nod eagerly, unable to contain your excitement any longer. "Absolutely! I can't wait to see what you have planned," you reply, your voice filled with anticipation.

With a smile, Jake offers you his hand, and you take it without hesitation, feeling a surge of happiness as he leads you away from your apartment building and towards whatever surprises the day may hold. As you walk hand in hand with Jake, you can't help but feel like the luckiest person in the world, grateful for the opportunity to spend the day with someone who treats you like royalty.

As you walk alongside Jake, chatting excitedly about what the day might hold, he suddenly comes to a stop, causing you to halt in surprise. You look up at him, curious about the sudden pause in your journey.

"Hey, why did we stop?" you ask, tilting your head in confusion.

Jake's eyes sparkle with excitement as he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a soft fabric blindfold. "We're getting close to our destination," he explains, holding up the blindfold with a grin. "But I need you to trust me and put this on."

As Jake presents the blindfold to you, your initial excitement is tinged with a hint of hesitation. The thought of being blindfolded in the middle of the city makes you feel a bit nervous, despite your trust in Jake.

"Um, do I really have to wear this?" you ask, chewing nervously on your bottom lip.

Jake's expression softens, and he gently brushes a stray strand of hair from your face. "I promise it's all part of the surprise," he reassures you, his voice soothing. "But if you're not comfortable, we can skip it."

You pause for a moment, torn between your curiosity and your nerves. But as you meet Jake's gaze, filled with warmth and understanding, you find yourself nodding.

"Okay, I trust you," you say with a small smile, feeling a surge of bravery. "Let's do it."

With a gentle touch, Jake carefully places the blindfold over your eyes, his touch grounding you in the moment. As darkness envelops your vision, you feel a sense of vulnerability but also a growing excitement for what lies ahead.

The world around you fades into darkness, heightening your other senses as you rely solely on the sound of Jake's voice and the feel of his hand in yours. You can't help but feel a thrill of anticipation as you wonder what surprises await you on the other side of the blindfold.

"Okay, princess, trust me," Jake says softly, his voice reassuring. "I promise you're going to love what's waiting for you."

With your trust placed in Jake, you allow him to guide you forward, each step filled with anticipation and excitement. You can feel the warmth of the sun on your skin and hear the sounds of the city bustling around you as you walk hand in hand with Jake.

As you continue onward, your other senses become heightened in the darkness of the blindfold. You catch the faint scent of flowers in the air and the sound of laughter drifting from nearby cafes, adding to the mystery of your surroundings.

Finally, after what feels like both an eternity and a mere moment, Jake comes to a stop once again. You can sense his presence beside you, his hand still clasped firmly in yours.

"We're here," he whispers, his voice tinged with excitement.

You can feel your heart racing in anticipation as Jake carefully removes the blindfold from your eyes, allowing you to blink in the sudden brightness of the sunlight.

As your eyes adjust to the light, you find yourself standing in front of a breathtaking garden filled with vibrant flowers of every color imaginable. The air is filled with the sweet scent of blooms, and the sound of birds chirping fills your ears.

You turn to Jake, your eyes wide with wonder and gratitude. "Jake, this is incredible," you exclaim, unable to contain your excitement.

He smiles warmly at you, his eyes shining with joy. "I thought you might like it," he says softly. "Welcome to your own private garden, princess."

You find yourself standing in a picturesque setting—a lush green meadow adorned with colorful blankets, cushions, and a spread of delectable treats.

Your eyes widen in amazement as you take in the scene before you. There, in the center of it all, is a beautifully set picnic, complete with a variety of your favorite foods and drinks.

"Jake, this is… incredible," you exclaim, feeling overwhelmed by the effort and thoughtfulness he put into creating this magical moment for you.

He grins, his eyes sparkling with delight at your reaction. "I'm glad you like it," he says softly, his voice filled with warmth. "I wanted to create a special space just for us, where we can relax and enjoy each other's company."

You can't help but feel touched by Jake's gesture, and a sense of gratitude washes over you. Without hesitation, you step forward and wrap your arms around him in a tight embrace, overcome with emotion.

"Thank you, Jake," you murmur, your voice filled with sincerity. "This means the world to me."

As you pull away from the hug, Jake's smile widens, and he brushes a gentle kiss against your forehead. "Anything for my princess," he whispers, his words filled with affection.

As Jake's lips brush against your forehead in a tender gesture, a rush of warmth floods through you, sending shivers down your spine. In that fleeting moment, you can't help but feel a surge of emotions swirling within you—gratitude, affection, and a hint of something deeper.

As you settle down beside Jake on the picnic blanket, your mind begins to wander, thoughts spinning in a whirlwind of confusion and uncertainty. You find yourself replaying the countless moments you've shared with Jake—his lingering gazes, his gentle touches, his playful teasing—all of which seem to blur the lines between friendship and something more.

But as much as you try to decipher Jake's intentions, his actions remain a mystery, leaving you with more questions than answers. Does he see you as just a friend, or could there be something more between you?

You steal a glance at Jake, who is engrossed in setting up the picnic, his features illuminated by the soft glow of the afternoon sun. He looks so effortlessly handsome, a faint smile playing on his lips as he focuses on the task at hand.

A pang of longing tugs at your heart as you realize just how much you've come to care for Jake—the way his laughter brightens your darkest days, the comfort of his presence by your side, the way he makes you feel like the most important person in the world.

He glances over at you, noticing the distant look in your eyes. A flicker of concern crosses his face as he realizes that you're lost in your own thoughts.

"Hey, Y/N, is everything okay?" he asks, his voice laced with concern.

You startle slightly, snapping out of your reverie as you meet Jake's gaze. The worry etched on his features sends a pang of guilt through you, knowing that your distraction hasn't gone unnoticed.

"Oh, yeah, I'm fine," you reply quickly, offering him a reassuring smile. "Just got lost in my thoughts for a moment."

But Jake isn't convinced, and he reaches out to gently place a hand on yours, his touch grounding you in the present.

"Are you sure?" he asks softly, his eyes searching yours for any sign of distress. "You can talk to me, you know."

His words wash over you like a comforting embrace, and you feel a swell of gratitude for his unwavering support. Despite the turmoil brewing within you, you find solace in the warmth of Jake's presence, knowing that he'll always be there for you, no matter what.

You squeeze his hand gently, offering him a grateful smile. "Thank you, Jake," you say sincerely. "I appreciate it."

With a reassuring nod, Jake returns the smile, his concern easing as he leans in closer to you. And as you continue to enjoy the picnic together, the weight of your worries begins to lift, replaced by a sense of peace and contentment in the presence of the one person who means the world to you.

As the two of you sit in comfortable silence, enjoying the tranquil surroundings of the picnic, the question weighs heavily on your mind. You can't shake the feeling of uncertainty that has been gnawing at you, and you know that you can't ignore it any longer.

Taking a deep breath, you gather your courage and turn to face Jake, your heart pounding in your chest. "Jake," you begin, your voice steady but laced with vulnerability, "I've been thinking… What are we?"

The question hangs in the air between you, heavy with implications and possibilities. You hold your breath, waiting for Jake's response, unsure of what to expect.

Jake's expression softens as he meets your gaze, his eyes filled with warmth and understanding. He takes a moment to consider his words carefully before responding.

"You mean everything to me, Y/N," he says earnestly, his voice soft but unwavering. "You're my best friend, my confidante, my rock. I cherish our friendship more than anything."

Your heart swells at his words, and a sense of relief washes over you. But there's a lingering question in your mind, one that you can't seem to shake.

"But Jake," you press on, your voice trembling slightly with uncertainty, "is there… more than just friendship between us?"

The question hangs in the air, heavy with anticipation. You hold your breath, waiting for Jake's answer, hoping against hope that he feels the same way you do.

Jake's gaze softens as he reaches out to gently cup your cheek, his touch sending a jolt of warmth through you. "Y/N," he murmurs, his voice filled with tenderness, "I care about you more than words can express. And if you're asking if there's something more between us… then yes, there is."

Your heart skips a beat at his confession, and a rush of emotion overwhelms you. In that moment, surrounded by the beauty of the picnic and the warmth of Jake's love, you feel a sense of peace and certainty wash over you.

As the tension builds between you and Jake, you can feel the weight of your unspoken question hanging in the air. You want to take the next step, to lean in and kiss him, but you hesitate, unsure if he feels the same way.

Before you can gather the courage to act, Jake's gentle voice breaks through your thoughts, drawing your attention back to him.

"Y/N," he says softly, his eyes searching yours with a mix of warmth and sincerity. "I want to make sure you're comfortable with this. Can I kiss you?"

His words catch you off guard, filling you with a rush of warmth and appreciation. The fact that Jake would ask for your consent before taking such an intimate step speaks volumes about the respect and care he has for you.

You meet Jake's gaze, a smile tugging at the corners of your lips as you realize just how much he values your feelings and boundaries.

"Yes, Jake," you reply, your voice barely above a whisper. "I want that too."

With a tender smile, Jake leans in closer, closing the distance between you until his lips meet yours in a gentle and passionate kiss. In that moment, all doubts and uncertainties fade away, replaced by the overwhelming sense of connection and love that binds you together.

As the day goes on, Jake takes your hand and leads you away from the picnic area. You follow him, curiosity piqued by the secretive smile on his face.

After a short walk, you arrive at a small, private amusement park tucked away from the public eye. The park is bathed in soft, twinkling lights, and the sound of laughter and music fills the air.

"Welcome to our own private amusement park," Jake says, gesturing to the rides and attractions around you. "I thought we could have some fun together, away from prying eyes."

You can't help but gasp in delight, feeling like a kid again as you take in the sights and sounds of the park. Jake leads you to a carousel, where a beautifully decorated horse awaits you.

"Care to take a ride with me?" Jake asks, a playful twinkle in his eyes.

You nod eagerly, and together, you climb onto the carousel horse, the music swirling around you as the carousel begins to spin. As you ride, you can't help but laugh and shout with joy, feeling completely free and carefree in this magical moment with Jake.

After the carousel ride, Jake takes you to other attractions in the park, from a Ferris wheel with breathtaking views of the city to a cozy, romantic tunnel of love. Each moment spent together deepens your bond, creating memories that will last a lifetime.

As the night draws to a close, Jake leads you to a quiet spot in the park, where you can sit and enjoy the beauty of the night sky. Wrapped in each other's arms, you watch the stars twinkle above, feeling grateful for this moment of peace and happiness with the person you love.

As you lean against Jake, you can't help but feel like the luckiest person in the world. And as you drift off to sleep, the sounds of the amusement park fading into the background, you know that this day will be one you'll never forget.

As you and Jake explore the small amusement park together, laughter and joy filling the air, Jake's phone buzzes with a notification. He pulls it out of his pocket and chuckles as he reads the message from his members' group chat.

"What's so funny?" you ask, tilting your head curiously.

Jake grins and shows you the message, his eyes crinkling with amusement. "It's from the guys," he explains. "They're asking how our day is going."

You glance at the screen and read the playful messages from Ni-ki, Sunghoon, Sunoo, Heeseung, Jungwon and Jay, all filled with teasing remarks and cheeky emojis.

"Looks like they're curious about our little adventure," you comment, unable to suppress a smile.

Jake nods, his laughter infectious as he replies to the group chat, giving them a brief update on your day so far. The playful banter continues back and forth, with each member chiming in with their own witty remarks and jokes.

As the night wears on, Jake leads you to the final location of your adventure—a secluded spot overlooking the city skyline, bathed in the soft glow of the moon and stars above. You can't help but marvel at the breathtaking view, feeling a sense of peace wash over you as you take in the beauty of the city below.

As you settle down together on a blanket spread out on the grass, a comfortable silence falls between you. The gentle rustle of leaves and the distant hum of the city provide a soothing backdrop to your thoughts.

After a moment, you turn to Jake, your heart heavy with the weight of the conversation you know you need to have.

"Jake," you begin softly, your voice tinged with uncertainty. "I… I can't help but think about the challenges we'll face if we decide to pursue this… relationship."

Jake's brow furrows in concern as he looks at you, his gaze filled with understanding. "I know, Y/N," he replies, his voice gentle. "It won't be easy, especially with my career and the public scrutiny that comes with it."

You nod, grateful for his honesty and empathy. "Exactly," you continue, a hint of sadness in your voice. "I don't want to hide our relationship or constantly worry about being discovered by the media or fans. But at the same time, I don't want to put your career at risk."

Jake reaches out to take your hand in his, his touch reassuring. "I understand, Y/N," he says softly, his eyes filled with determination. "And I promise to do everything in my power to protect you and our relationship. We'll find a way to navigate this together, no matter what challenges come our way."

You smile at his words, feeling a surge of hope and gratitude. With Jake by your side, you know that you'll be able to face whatever obstacles lie ahead, united in your love and commitment to each other.

As you lean in to press a gentle kiss against Jake's lips, the warmth of his embrace enveloping you, you know that no matter what the future holds, your love for each other will always be your guiding light.

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taekookpassion · 3 months ago

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Devil's Queen👑

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Characters : Underworld mafia Jeon Jungkook, Unnamed Female lead (You can name whatever name you want dears) Summary : In the depths of a lavish mansion, Jungkook, a dark and powerful man who holds dominion over all he encounters, meets his match in a woman who refuses to bow to his desires. A relentless dance of dominance and defiance unfolds as they engage in a sensual power struggle, where neither is willing to back down. Will Jungkook’s dark heart be tamed by her light, or will they both be consumed by the flames they’ve ignited? Warnings : This story contains hidden sexual acts, including themes of dominance and submission. Not suitable for readers under 18. Power Play/ Dominance & Submission, Emotional manipulation and Possessiveness Word count : ~ 3.5k words

Characters Description:

Jeon Jungkook: The male lead, portrayed as a dominant figure with deep, dark desires. He’s powerful, controlling, and known for his cold demeanor. However, beneath the surface, he craves connection and someone who can match his intensity. His character evolves from simply seeking dominance to yearning for an equal.

Female Lead (unnamed): A fierce, independent woman who refuses to submit to anyone. She’s strong-willed, alluring, and intelligent, using both her body and her mind to challenge Jungkook. Her power comes not from brute force but from her ability to stand her ground and meet Jungkook head-on in both passion and willpower. She gradually reveals she’s not just an opponent but his perfect match, capable of both love and defiance.

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In the grimy underbelly of Seoul, where shadows intertwined with neon lights, Jeon Jungkook was a name that echoed with fear. A predator cloaked in the guise of a dangerously handsome man, his piercing black eyes mirrored the emptiness within—a soul long consumed by darkness. He ruled the city's underground with ruthless power, his nightclub a playground for his vices and dominion.

As he walked through the dimly lit corridor, the bass from the dance floor was a mere murmur to his sharp ears. The air, thick with desperation and greed, was oddly comforting. His shiny black shoes clicked against the concrete, a rhythmic reminder of the lives he controlled. The club was his realm, where every indulgence and display of dominance was his to command.

Passing the velvet curtains of the VIP section, Jungkook's gaze fell on a girl who seemed like an angel amidst the demons. Her porcelain skin and deep, mysterious blue eyes contrasted sharply with the usual patrons. Her cascading hair and flawless form were mesmerizing, drawing his interest.

Approaching her with a predatory grace, he asked, "How much for a night?"

His voice, a seductive purr, had made many quiver with desire. The room seemed to hold its breath, waiting for her surrender. But she looked up at him, unclouded by fear.

"I'm not for sale," she replied, her tone a defiant melody.

Jungkook's eyes narrowed, his mind racing. The rejection struck him like a jolt, stirring a long-buried sensation of challenge.

"You don't know who you're dealing with," he said, his voice dripping with both malice and curiosity.

"I can make your wildest dreams come true—or your worst nightmares."

He leaned in closer, his breath hot against her ear.

"Everyone has a price, angel," he whispered.

"Name yours, and I'll make it worth your while." His hand brushed her cheek, the warmth of his touch contrasting with the heat of the room. The smell of his cologne, a heady mix of leather and musk, filled her senses.

She shivered but held firm. "My body isn't for sale," she repeated, her voice shaking but resolute. "I'm not like the others."

Jungkook's lips curved into a smirk, his eyes glinting with dark amusement.

"Oh, I believe you're different," he murmured.

"But that's precisely why I'm interested. You see, it's not just about the conquest. It's about breaking through that stubborn façade of yours."

He traced a finger along her jawline, his touch light but deliberate.

"Tell me, angel," he purred, "how do you plan to resist the inevitable? Do you think you can hold out against me? The more you resist, the more I want to see you fall."

Her eyes widened slightly, but she maintained her defiance. "I will never be like the rest," she said firmly.

"You can try all you want, but you'll never own me."

Jungkook's gaze darkened, his mind a storm of conflicting desires. "We'll see about that," he said softly, his voice a velvet promise laced with danger.

"I have all the time in the world to make you mine. And believe me, I'm patient."

As he stepped back, his gaze lingered on her, a silent promise of the tumultuous game to come. The girl had awakened a challenge within him, and Jungkook was ready to play, no matter the cost.

The days turned into weeks, and Jungkook's obsession only deepened. From the shadows, he watched her every move—a dance that seemed to taunt him mercilessly. He sent gifts and flowers that wilted before reaching her, and notes that she burned unread. Yet, she remained untouchable, a flame always just out of his grasp. His frustration mounted, patience thinning like a spider's web in a storm. He needed to make her his, to break down her walls and claim her as his queen. Thus, he devised a plan to bring her to him, whether she willed it or not.

On a fateful, rain-shrouded night, Jungkook emerged from the darkness, his eyes locked on his prize. She walked the streets alone, her halo of light oblivious to the lurking danger. He moved with the silence of shadows, closing the distance between them in an instant. Without a word, he enveloped her in the embrace of his leather jacket, the scent of his cologne wrapping around her like a seductive mist.

"Get in the car," he commanded, his voice low and commanding.

Her heart raced as she stared into the abyss of his eyes. For a fleeting moment, she considered fleeing, but something in his gaze held her captive—a promise of something she didn't fully understand but desperately craved. With trembling hands, she slid into the backseat of the luxurious vehicle, the leather cool against her heated skin. The car door slammed shut, and the engine roared to life, the purr of power beneath them as they sped away from the safety of the street lights.

The drive was a blur, the city lights streaking by like distant stars. When the car finally stopped, she found herself before a mansion that seemed to exist in both her dreams and nightmares. Jungkook's mansion loomed—a monolith of opulence and darkness. The rain had ceased, but the droplets on the windows painted a picture of a gilded prison she wasn't sure she wanted to escape. He led her inside, the warmth of the mansion embracing her like a lover's caress.

The grand hall was a testament to his wealth, walls adorned with art that whispered of a man with too much power and too little conscience. She could feel his gaze on her, a heavy weight that stripped her bare. He guided her to a room as luxurious as it was intimidating.

"Make yourself comfortable," he said, his tone deceptively casual.

"We have much to discuss." With that, he left her alone, the door clicking shut behind him with a finality that sent a shiver down her spine.

She knew what he wanted, and she knew she couldn't give it to him—not without losing herself in the process. As she surveyed the opulent space, she wondered if she had the strength to resist the devil's charms.

Hours ticked by, each second a silent scream in her ears. She waited, her heart racing and mind a whirlwind of thoughts. What did he want from her? Why hadn't he taken her already? The anticipation was maddening, a slow burn threatening to consume her. When the door finally opened, Jungkook stepped inside, his gaze never leaving hers. Dressed in a sharp suit, his hair slicked back, every inch of him radiated power and dominance.

"You're still here," he said, his smile cold and calculating. "I must admit, I didn't think you would be."

He walked closer, his footsteps echoing in the vast room. His hand reached out, fingers tracing the line of her jaw, sending a shiver down her spine.

"You intrigue me, angel," he whispered, his breath hot and tantalizing.

"Most women would have surrendered by now, but you... you stand firm." His hand slid down to her neck, gripping it gently, his thumb pressing into her pulse point.

"What makes you so different?" His eyes searched hers, looking for a crack in her armor, something to exploit.

"I'm not for sale," she repeated, her voice steadier.

"I won't be anyone's queen if it means losing myself." Jungkook chuckled, the sound a chilling caress.

"You think you have a choice?" He leaned in closer, his breath scorching against her skin.

"You're wrong. You're already mine." His hand slipped lower, his thumb brushing the swell of her breast.

"But I'll give you one chance to prove your worth. One night, one opportunity to show me you're more than just a pretty face."

His lips hovered near her ear, his voice a dark promise.

"Let me show you how irresistible it can be to give in. Just imagine, one night in my world, and you might find you don't want to leave." His fingers lingered, tracing her curves with a possessive claim.

"Or maybe you're just afraid of what might happen when you finally let go. Are you?"

She swallowed hard, the heat of his touch both intoxicating and terrifying. The line between desire and fear blurred as he leaned back, his eyes never leaving her, a challenge and a promise in one.

The air crackled with tension, their breaths mingling in a tantalizing dance of desire and fear. She knew what Jungkook was proposing—a high-stakes battle of wills, a test of her purity against his darkness. And she knew she had to win. For if she didn't, she would be lost to him forever.

"Fine," she said, her voice a whisper, barely more than a breath.

"One night. But know this, Jungkook. I'm not playing to be your queen. I'm playing to survive." He smirked, his eyes glinting with dark excitement.

"We'll see about that."

The tension in the room was palpable as he released her, his hand lingering for just a moment before he turned to leave. She felt a strange mix of relief and disappointment as the door closed behind him. But she had made her decision.

She would play his game, but she would not be his pawn. She had to outsmart the devil, to turn his own lust against him. As she changed into the elegant gown he had provided, she could feel the beginnings of a plan forming in her mind—a plan that might just save her soul.

The fabric of the gown was like liquid silk, sliding over her skin like a warm caress. The dress was a deep crimson, a color that seemed to scream temptation and danger. As she looked at herself in the mirror, she realized she had never felt more powerful—or more vulnerable. She took a deep breath, steeling herself for the night ahead. Her heart raced, but she couldn't let him see her fear. She had to become the predator now, not the prey.

When Jungkook returned, his eyes widened with hunger at the sight of her. She knew she had chosen the right weapon—her beauty. He was a man accustomed to taking what he wanted, and she would use that to her advantage.

They danced together, their bodies moving in a sensual rhythm that spoke of passion and dominance. She felt his hands on her, his breath on her neck, and she knew she was playing with fire. But she had to keep the flames at bay, to make him want her without giving in.

As the night wore on, the tension grew thicker. Jungkook's touches grew bolder, his kisses more demanding. She could feel the heat of his desire, the beast within him straining at its leash. But she didn't flinch or pull away. Instead, she met him with equal fire, her own desire a siren's call that threatened to drown them both.

He whispered sweet nothings in her ear, promises of power and pleasure, but she knew better than to trust the devil's tongue. She had to be the one in control, to make him crave her without ever truly having her. And as the night grew late, she could feel him losing his grip on his restraint.

The moment came—the crescendo of their dance of seduction. He led her to his bed, the sheets black as the abyss of his soul. She lay down, her heart racing, her mind racing faster. As he climbed on top of her, she knew she had won the first round. But the battle was far from over. She had to keep him guessing, keep him wanting.

She wrapped her legs around him, her nails digging into his back, pulling him closer. And as he claimed her mouth in a bruising kiss, she whispered her terms, a challenge that made his eyes flash with something akin to surprise.

"One night," she repeated, her voice a silky promise.

"And if I win, I walk away. Free."

The air was electric, charged with the energy of their unspoken contract. Jungkook's smile was a wicked curve, a promise of both pleasure and pain.

"Very well," he murmured, his voice a dark symphony that resonated through her body.

"One night. But if I win, angel, you become mine." His teeth grazed her neck, and she could feel the heat of his breath against her skin.

"And I always win."

He trailed kisses down her neck, his hands roaming her body with a possessive hunger that made her pulse race.

"Tell me," he whispered, his voice a seductive purr.

"what makes you think you can beat me?" His fingers danced along the edge of the gown, teasing the sensitive flesh beneath. She bit her lip, the taste of him still lingering on her mouth.

"Because," she breathed, "I know what you really want."

Her words hung in the air, a challenge that seemed to ignite something primal within him. His eyes narrowed, the hunger in them deepening to a more sinister lust.

"And what's that?" His voice was a low growl, his teeth grazing the shell of her ear. She smirked, a hint of mischief in her gaze.

"You want someone who's not just a pretty face. Someone who can match your darkness."

He stilled, his hand pausing on the zipper of her dress.

"Is that what you think?" His tone was deceptively casual, but the tension in his body was a live wire.

"That I crave a challenge?" She nodded, her voice steady.

"That's what you've been searching for all along. And I'm going to give it to you." With a sudden jolt of strength, she flipped their positions, straddling him. His eyes widened, a mix of surprise and admiration gleaming in the depths of his irises.

"We'll see," he said, his smirk returning.

"But for now, let's play."

Their dance grew more intense, their bodies tangling in a passionate battle of wills. Every touch, every kiss was a silent declaration of war, a promise of dominance and submission. Jungkook's hands roamed her body, expertly teasing and taunting, trying to find the weakness in her armor.

But she was ready for him, her own hands exploring his body with a calculated precision that had him gritting his teeth. She knew his every move before he made it, anticipating and countering with a grace that was almost supernatural.

Their kisses grew more frantic, breaths mingling in a symphony of desire and malice. He could feel her slipping through his fingers like sand, and it only fueled his hunger. Yet, she remained unyielding, her gaze never wavering from his—a silent promise that she would not be the one to break. As the night deepened, their dance grew bolder, each move more daring than the last.

Their clothes fell away, leaving them both bare and vulnerable under the flickering candlelight. Jungkook's eyes roamed over her, his gaze as potent as a physical touch. "

You're mine," he growled, his voice thick with lust. But she was resolute, her eyes blazing with defiant fire.

"Not yet," she whispered, her voice a seductive promise.

"Not until you've proven yourself."

Their bodies moved in a sensual battle, each touch a silent argument, each gasp a concession. Jungkook felt himself losing ground but was too far gone to care. He needed to claim her, to conquer this angel who dared to challenge him. As the night unfolded, their passion grew wilder, the stakes higher. But she remained steadfast, her gaze never leaving his, her body never fully surrendering.

The room was a whirlwind of sensations—his skin against hers, the heat of their breaths, the scent of their desire. Jungkook's touch grew rougher, his kisses more demanding, trying to force her submission. But she met him stroke for stroke, kiss for kiss, her own desire a tempest threatening to consume them both.

"You can't have me," she murmured, her voice a sultry taunt.

"Not unless you can tame the storm."

The challenge ignited something primal within him. Jungkook's eyes flashed with a feral hunger.

"And what makes you so sure?" His breath was hot against her skin as his thumb traced the edge of her inner thigh. She smirked, her eyes darkening with mischief.

"Because I've seen the cracks in your armor, Jungkook," she whispered, her lips brushing his ear.

"And I know how to exploit them."

With a sudden jolt, she rolled them over, pinning him to the bed. Her hands roamed his chest, her nails lightly scraping against his skin. Jungkook's breaths came in harsh pants, his body reacting to her touch.

"Is that so?" he rasped. She nodded, her eyes gleaming with victory.

"I've seen the man beneath the monster. You want more than just a queen. You want an equal."

Their eyes locked, and the air between them charged with something deeper than lust—something that scared them both. He reached up, cupping her face in his hands.

"Prove it," he breathed, the challenge clear in his gaze. And with that, she leaned down, capturing his mouth in a kiss that was as fiery as it was tender—a dance of dominance and submission, of love and hate, of light and darkness.

As they lost themselves in each other, the night grew wilder. Jungkook's hands roamed her back, his grip tightening, his kisses a branding mark. She whispered sweet nothings in his ear, her breath cool against the heat of his skin.

"You can't own me," she murmured.

"But you can have me." Her words were a drug, a seductive promise that drove him wild.

Their battle of wills intensified, their kisses a silent war cry. Jungkook's hands tangled in her hair, pulling her closer as if he could consume her very essence. She moaned into his mouth, the sound driving him to the brink.

"You're mine," he growled, his hips moving in a demanding rhythm. But she didn't back down, her hands digging into his shoulders.

"No," she said, her voice a seductive purr.

"I belong to no one."

Their bodies moved together, a symphony of passion and power. Jungkook's eyes searched hers, looking for the submission he so desperately needed. But she gave him nothing but fire, her eyes a blue flame that threatened to consume him.

As they reached the pinnacle of their dance, their hearts racing, their breaths mingling, he realized he didn't just want her to be his queen—he wanted her to be his equal, to stand by his side in the pits of hell and laugh at the demons that tried to tear them apart.

Their climax was an explosion of light and darkness, a battle of wills ending in a beautiful surrender. They lay there, panting and exhausted, their bodies entwined in a tapestry of passion. Jungkook stared up at her, his eyes filled with a newfound emotion—love. It was a feeling both terrifying and exhilarating.

"You've won," he murmured, his voice hoarse from the intensity. She smirked, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction.

"I told you I would." Her hand traced his jawline, a touch that belied the strength of her spirit.

"But the real question," she said, her voice a soft caress, "is whether you're willing to let me win your heart."

Jungkook's chest tightened, the realization of his feelings for her hitting him like a sledgehammer. He had never allowed himself to love, never allowed anyone to get that close. But as he looked into her eyes, he knew he couldn't walk away.

"What happens now?" he asked, his voice barely a whisper. She leaned down, her breath warm against his skin.

"Now," she whispered, "we write our own story."

And so, they did. In the quiet moments between passionate embraces, they shared their deepest secrets, their darkest fears. They laughed and loved, discovering that together, they could conquer the shadows that had once ruled their lives. Jungkook had found his queen—the one person who could match his darkness with an even greater light.

As the sun rose, casting its golden glow across the room, Jungkook pulled her closer, her head resting on his chest. He felt her heart beating against his, a rhythm that matched his own. In that moment, he knew he had found his equal—his partner in this dance of power and passion.

"You're mine," he murmured, his voice filled with fierce possessiveness.

"But," she said, her eyes shining with mischievous light,

"only if you're willing to be mine."

He kissed her forehead, his arms tightening around her.

"Always," he promised, and she believed him.

For in the warmth of his embrace, she had found her home—a place where she could be both the angel and the devil she truly was.

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Due to the illness of a team member, this week's episode will be moved to the 25th of November. Instead, we offer you some of our comfort fics to keep you cozy this weekend. 🍲🫂

⚾️ Swing and a Miss by deadonarrival (@dead-on-arrivals)

“Hey so … I have some mixed news,” Steve says.

“Uh oh,” Eddie says, “are they changing your position, are you gonna be a — like a third base catcher man?”

Steve laughs and shakes his head, “no, nothing that bad - I found out more about the whole like, bringing a person along thing.”

“Oh cool,” Eddie says, sliding down on the couch next to him, “do I get like a fancy VIP pass?”

“You do,” Steve says, “there’s just one catch.”

“Okay?” Eddie asks, tilting his head and reaching for the tv remote.

“Apparently they usually reserve the box for the wives and girlfriends … so either you’re gonna have to be my boyfriend or you’re going to have to sit in the stands with the fans.”

Eddie makes a noise that must register to Steve as alarmed or upset because he rushes to finish.

“It’s not that bad, you just need to like, pretend to be my boyfriend so you can sit with the other WAGs and like, then you can be in the box and have all you can drink alcohol and snacks.”

“Did you agree to this!?” Eddie asks.

“If I say yes, how mad are you going to be?” Steve asks.

🚐 Six Kids and a Winnebago by Oddree13 (@oddree13)

Summer has come to Hawkins and the kids begged and pleaded to be driven to the lake to swim. Eddie agreed to take the second car full of gremlins which is how he finds himself sitting in the shade with Robin while the kids splash around the lakeshore. Almost immediately upon arrival, Steve began to set up a sandwich station for lunch with Nancy offering her assistance, leaving the pair to gossip and chat.

Eddie scans the scene before him and takes in the sight of Harrington and Wheeler making sandwich after sandwich, while the teenagers start a game of chicken. It’s almost too domestic for his taste but reminds him of something he’s been meaning to ask Robin. “So tell me, how much shit have you given Harrington for his six kids and a Winnebago comment?”

👑 Out of Curiosity by camouflagedlove (@edtheymunsthem)

“So you’re not attracted to me? Like at all?” Steve asked.

Robin dropped her head onto the counter with a loud thump and a groan.

“Steve, buddy, you can calm down. I, Eddie Munson, am not attracted to nor planning to hit on King Steve. Scout’s honor,” Eddie held up his fingers to mirror a scout salute.

Or: 5 times Eddie wouldn't admit he finds Steve attractive and 1 time he finally did.

⚡️ electric feel by griesly (@griesly)

An ordinary shift at tech support ends up being the best thing to ever happen to Eddie Munson when frantic history major Steve Harrington rushes in to the repair shop (and his life) with a deadline to meet.

🐈 Munson Jr by ItCanBePalped (@itcanbepalped)

Munson. Harrington adopted a hideous alley cat and named it fucking Munson. He couldn't think of a single way to take that as a compliment. Was it too much to hope they were friends enough that they would be above insults? Wasn't Harrington supposed to be a good dude these days?

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count-alucard-tepes · 1 year ago

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Count Alucard, May I ask, what is it that attracted you to the OP Hotties? Did you like Akainu because he’s magma? Do you like Ben because it’s more quiet? I must know!

Alright all have different reasons so you have to bare with me while go through all of these😂😂😂

Kizaru ✨: he just oozes sexy sugar daddy that would make you melt the moment he talks to you! I’m amazed I liked him so much later than normal😂

Akainu🌋: the type of guy I’d end up marrying because he’s stern and to the book..and I’m batshit crazy and all over the place😂 I love him so much and we both love gardening and have sexy tattoos on the left sides of our bodies of flowers too! That’s my baby daddy of all time!

Ryokugyu 🌱: he’s just so fucking sexy and has the zero fucks energy, I love him and need to know more about his tattoo!!! Love his devil fruit power too!

Fujitora 🐅: he’s a fan favorite but he’s a cutie too and has a heart of gold!

Sir Crocodile 🐊: literally the first villain in OP to steal my heart and I didn’t want it back…he’s just so fucking hot!

Doflamingo Donquixote 🦩: the flamboyant sex God who wears pink and has BD energy! He is fucking everything! I am ready to risk it all for Doffy!

Benn Beckman 🔫: he’s just so fucking hot and protective, I want to know everything about Benn!

Katakuri Charlotte 🍡: a total badass who loves his family and donuts! That’s husband material right there!

Killer🔪: the hair, the body, the blades! He’s just so freaken cool, I literally want to make him blush!

Kaido🐉: I want to be his wife, he’s just so hot omg! He just seems like a guy who would love you till the end of his days!

King 👑: tall, dark and sexy…with wings and white hair! I’m literally eating out of his giant hands!

Queen👑: he’s just the guy I want to party with and get VIP tickets to Onigashima!

Izou🔫🔫: he’s the most beautiful man I have ever seen and I can’t deal! He would talk my pants off.

Dragon D Monkey 🐉🐒: he’s so mysterious and unbelievably cool, not to mention sexy af! I need Dragon in my life!

Oven Charlotte 🍞: he’s just such a goof ball but I love him so much!

Buggy🤡: he is literally going to be the pirate king! And his beautiful hair omg!

Marco the Phoenix 🦅: he’s such a cutie, totally husbando material and he’s a doctor!

Eustass Kidd🤘🎸: I love his aesthetic and he’s really cute! I love his red hair too!!!

Rosinantè Donquixote aka Cora-San💕:

Oh he’s such a sweetheart and stole my heart! He just deserves all the love in the world.

Who’s Who ❤️‍🔥👹: I just need him to get me pregnant because he has no right looking that hot in his leather outfit and sexy pink hair and being a kitty! How dare you, sir!?

Gecko Moria🦇: alright Prime Gecko Moria could get it any day! Enough said!

Iceburg💜: he’s so funny and his hair and lipstick is everything! I love him!

Gild Tesoro⚜️🏅: he’s just so fucking fine! I would risk it all to be his sugar baby! He’s rich, he’s hot, he’s single, no kids and he’s strong…yeah, I’m sold!

Rob Lucci🐆: he’s stoic and super sexy! He turns into a big sexy kitty! I can’t deal!

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thelostsshoe · 9 months ago

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ᴅᴏ ʟɪxᴏ ᴀᴏ 𝐋𝐔𝐗𝐎 🪄

a história da gata borralheira que virou princesa.

𝐧𝐨𝐦𝐞. Ella Grimaldi

𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬. Ela/Dela

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐨. cinderela

𝐩𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐥. cinderela

𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐞. 29 anos

𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐨. Cinderela, Cindy

𝐨𝐜𝐮𝐩𝐚çã𝐨. Rainha, Princesa, Empresária e Florista

𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐚. 1.70

𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐞. "meu marido??"

aesthetic . headcanons & blooming affairs & conexões abaixo do read more.

𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐒 🌹

Proprietária do Blooming Affairs, uma floricultura que foi comprada e lhe dada de presente por seu marido após Cinderela mostrar interesse em arranjos de flores. A loja conta com as flores mais belas e frescas, e além dos arranjos prontos o local também dispõe de funcionários dispostos a ajudar os clientes ajudar a montar seu próprio arranjo. A Blooming Affairs é a única floricultura que conta com o famoso buquê de diamantes (Boatos que a Guinevere ganhou um recentemente), os modelos de buquê de diamantes vão de um inteiramente de diamantes ao de flores naturais com diamantes no centro.

Além das flores, o Blooming Affairs também conta com um clube de membros especiais que se encontram quinzenalmente para um brunch com direito a uma one-day-class (modalidade onde os membros tem aula de um dia sobre um ofício), os boatos é de que o clube foi criado para acabar com a solidão da princesa.

Nada de fato foi ideia de Cinderela, a marca e o clube nem eram dela antes do reino dos perdidos, inclusive o/a antigo/a dono/a trabalha para ela atualmente. Não foi nem a Cinderela que escolheu a lista de membros do clube. Cinderela também não é a melhor florista da loja ou a melhor anfitriã, mas ainda é a dona.

𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 👑

* Cinderela mal se lembra de sua mãe, uma das poucas pinturas que tinha dela em sua casa foi descartada quando ainda era criança.

* Visita regularmente o túmulo de seus pais. Quando era mais jovem, uma aveleira brotou próximo aos túmulos da sua mãe. Em tempos de tristeza a sombra da árvore era seu refúgio.

* Poucos sabem, mas Cinderela já chegou a tentar fugir da casa da onde vivia com a madrasta. Tentou fugir com a companhia de teatro que ~ secretamente ~ fazia parte, mas teve seus planos frustrados por sua madrasta.

* Cinderela fazia parte de uma companhia de teatro, que tinha o costume de manter a identidade dos atores em segredo do público com uso de máscaras. Cinderela usava a máscara (e o pseudônimo) beija - flor.

* Cinderela já pensou em voltar a atuar, mas foi frustrada pelo conselheiro real que prontamente lhe afirmou que rainhas não podem ser atrizes.

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐗Õ𝐄𝐒 💐

ops. you're not invited . muses não foram convidadas/es a compor o clube da cinderela e ficaram sentidas/us e indignadas/us por isso. elas/us podem estar de mal com a princesa ou tentando bajular-la para entrar. p.s: cinderela não faz a lista de convidadas. (0/3)

os camaradas . o nome da companhia de teatro secreta que cinderela e muses faziam parte. atualmente não estão mais ativos, mas por que? cinderela não sabe, já que antes perdeu contato com a trupe antes deles se desfazerem. (0/3 - canon)

first kiss . será que muse sabe que foi o primeiro beijo da rainha de castle dreams? foi em cena? sim, mas cinderela sempre lembra dele como seu primeiro beijo. (0/1 - canon)

favorite princess . cinderela é a princesa favorita de MUSE que decidiu tietar a princesa e lhe dar todaaaas as informações sobre quem é cinderela em seu mundo. cinderela não pode negar que acha tudo que MUSE fala interessantíssimo. (0/1 - perdido)

one day class . MUSE 01 foi convidadu para dar um dia de aula sobre seu ofício (seja qual for) no blooming affairs e acabou se aproximando de cinderela. MUSE 02 é um perdidu que acabou conversando com cinderela sobre o que faz em seu mundo e ela está convencida de que elu deveria ensinar sobre seu ofício no clube. (0/2)

princesses assemble! o clube vip do blooming affairs reúnem todas as princesas e figuras relevantes dos reinos para encontros quinzenais para um brunch e uma atividade estilo one-day-class. tudo é devidamente organizado pela equipe da floricultura. dizem que quem escolhe as membros é a própria cinderela, mas na verdade é o assistente real que a acompanha. (∞)

o "sócio". o blooming affairs era a marca de muse, mas as coisas não deram muito certo para ele/a e teve que vender para a cinderela. atualmente trabalha como uma espécie de diretor criativo. (0/1)

admirador(a). muse não conhecia a real identidade da beija-flor que se apresentava mascarada junto aos camaradas, mas nutria uma forte admiração pela atriz. (0/1)

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