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HIT ME UP || D.F. x reader
âand i'll waste my time if you pursue me, i'll let you know, if you ever hit me up'
summary: dominic fike, the one night stand who won't go away.
and iâll eat up dominic being the biggest yearner everytime!!! i love writing him as someone whoâs just head over heelsđ also can we talk abt how hot he looks in these photos? GOOD LORD. PLEASE JUST ONE NIGHT.
anyways enjoy! requests are open too <3
The bar was loud, packed with people, but somehow you managed to carve out a little oasis at the corner, clutching your drink and scrolling mindlessly through your phone.Â
It was one of those nights you werenât even sure why you were out; you just knew you didnât want to be home.Â
Your friend had bailed on you last minute, but the lure of a Friday night was still enough to get you out the door and into the smoky, neon-lit crowd.
Thatâs when he caught your eye.
Not intentionallyâjust a glint of movement in your peripheral, followed by a cocky grin aimed at anyone and everyone in his path.Â
This guy was tall, broad-shouldered, with dark eyes and that kind of look that screamed trouble.
His confidence was unmistakable, bordering on the absurd, as if he was used to people looking at him, fawning over him. You rolled your eyes at the mere sight.
It wasnât long before he zeroed in on you, and despite the fact that you were clearly uninterested, he strutted over, a grin on his face like heâd already won you over.
âHey,â he said, leaning against the bar beside you. His voice was low, smooth, a little too self-assured for your taste.
âHi,â you replied, barely looking up, hoping your tone would convey your lack of interest.
He didnât miss a beat. âBad night or something?â he asked, his voice low and smooth.
You raised an eyebrow, finally meeting his gaze. âAnd youâre assuming that, why?â
He laughed, a deep, easy sound. âJust a hunch. You donât exactly look thrilled to be here. This a party, if you couldnât tell. Where youâre supposed to be having fun.â
You shrugged, tilting your glass in his direction. âMaybe Iâm just avoiding guys like you.â
He let out another chuckle, clearly enjoying the challenge. âOuch. So, Iâm already a âtype,â huh?â
You gave him a once-over, taking in his relaxed posture, the way his eyes sparkled with barely-hidden mischief.
âYou look like you know your way around this place,â you quipped. âOr at least like you think everyone else here should.â
âGuilty,â he said, unfazed. âBut I have to say, you seem different from everyone else here.â
âOh really? And what makes you think that?â
âWell, for one, youâre talking to me, but you havenât batted an eyelash since I walked up,â he said, flashing a grin. âMost people here usually fawn over me, at least a little bit.â
You smirked, unimpressed. âMaybe I just have high standards.â
His grin widened, intrigued. âGood. I like a challenge.â
You sipped your drink, meeting his gaze over the rim of your glass. âSo, does the mysterious charmer have a name?â
âDominic,â he replied smoothly, extending a hand. âAnd you?â
You paused, weighing whether to indulge him. Something about the sparkle in his eye, the cockiness tempered by an unexpected warmth, had you curious despite yourself.
âNice to meet you, Dominic,â you said, finally shaking his hand, âIâm Y/N.â
âBeautiful,â he replied, holding onto your hand a beat longer than necessary. âSo, tell me, Y/N. What brings you out tonight?â
You shrugged. âI guess I felt like a drink. Or an excuse not to be home.â
His eyebrows lifted slightly, interest glinting in his eyes. âMysterious and straightforward. I like it.â
You rolled your eyes, amused despite yourself. âI get the feeling you say that to everyone, Dominic.â
âMaybe,â he conceded, leaning in with a sly smile, âbut I mean it more this time.â
You couldnât help but laugh. âYouâre a real piece of work, arenât you?â
âMaybe,â he said, mimicking your shrug, a playful gleam in his eye. âBut Iâd argue Iâm a good time⊠Care to find out?â
Against your better judgmentâand perhaps the unexpected thrill of being genuinely intriguedâyou left the bar with him, his arm around your shoulders as he steered you out into the cool night air.Â
You walked through the streets, your voices carrying in the quiet night, the conversation flowing easily. You found yourself laughing at his witty quips, surprised by how disarmingly charming he could be without even trying.
âAre you always this confident?â you asked as you strolled along, barely aware of where you were going.
Dominic chuckled, flashing you a sideways grin. âI donât know. Are you always this skeptical?â
âTouchĂ©,â you replied, nudging him with your elbow. âBut yeah. Actually, I am.â
âFair enough. I like a girl who keeps me on my toes.â He paused, glancing over at you with a sly smile. âBut donât worry. Iâm not one to back down from a challenge.â
Maybe it was the way he looked at you, as if he were genuinely intrigued by the fact that you hadnât fallen at his feet like everyone else.
The night spiraled from there.
You didnât know exactly what happenedâthere were blurry memories of shared laughs, whispered secrets, a lot of eye contact, and even more drinks.Â
The next thing you knew, you were back at your place, barely registering how late it was.
As you stepped into the elevator to head up to your place, a tension settled between you both, charged and unspoken. You could feel his eyes on you, a faint smile tugging at the corner of his lips, as if he was daring you to break the silence.
The moment the elevator doors opened on your floor, you felt his hand graze yours, sending a flicker of warmth up your arm. The two of you walked side by side down the dimly lit hallway, each step closer to what you couldnât deny you both wanted.Â
When you finally reached your door, you fumbled with your keys, suddenly hyper-aware of every second that ticked by.
âNeed some help there?â he asked, his voice a low murmur behind you.
You shot him a sideways glance. âOnly if youâre as good with all these locks as you are with lines.â
He let out a soft chuckle, stepping close enough that you could feel the warmth of him, the intoxicating scent of his cologne filling the space around you.Â
With a deep breath, you finally managed to get the door open, stepping inside with Dominic following, his hand brushing yours as he closed the door behind him.
âNice place,â he remarked, glancing around, but his eyes quickly settled back on you. âThough I have to say, I was mostly interested in the company.â
You rolled your eyes, though a grin betrayed you. âIf I wanted flattery, Iâd have stayed at the bar.â
âGood thing you didnât,â he replied, stepping closer, his gaze now locked on yours.Â
There was a pause, the air between you thick with something you couldnât ignore. And then, as if by some silent agreement, he reached out, his fingers brushing the side of your face, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.
You felt a shiver run down your spine, but you held his gaze, refusing to let him see you flinch. He seemed to appreciate it, his smile turning softer, almost reverent. And then, slowly, he leaned in, his lips barely grazing yours, teasing, as if waiting for you to close the gap.
You did.
The kiss started soft, but quickly deepened, his hands finding your waist, pulling you against him. You could feel the strength in his arms, the urgency in the way his fingers pressed into your back, as if he couldnât get close enough.Â
His mouth was warm and inviting, tasting faintly of whiskey and something inherently him.
Each touch, each kiss, felt like it was stripping away the layers you kept up, the armor you wore around people like him.
Without breaking the kiss, you backed toward the couch, your fingers tugging at his jacket, sliding it off his shoulders. He let it fall to the floor without a second thought, his focus completely on you as he guided you down onto the cushions, settling beside you with a grin that was half amusement, half something darker, more intense.
âComfortable?â he murmured against your lips, his hands wandering over your sides, his fingers slipping under the hem of your shirt.
âDepends,â you shot back, your voice barely a whisper. âAre you going to keep talking?â
He let out a laugh, low and husky, his breath warm against your skin. âFair enough. Iâll let my actions speak louder, then.â
With that, his hands moved with a practiced ease, gliding over your skin, finding ways to make you gasp and forget any lingering doubts you had. For once, it was easy to be completely in the moment, to let yourself get lost in the way he seemed to know exactly where to touch, where to kiss, it was like he knew your body before even seeing it.
You felt your heart pounding as his hands traced along your skin, each touch lighting a fire that was hard to ignore.
As you lay back, you felt the warmth of his body against yours, his weight grounding you in a way that felt unexpectedly intimate, like he was somehow peeling away your defenses, bit by bit, with each kiss, each brush of his fingertips.Â
His lips traveled from your mouth to your jaw, down to your collarbone, lingering in ways that left you breathless. There was something different about the way he moved, a gentleness mixed with unspoken intensity, like he was savoring every moment, every inch of skin he touched.
âYouâre good at this,â you whispered, unable to stop yourself, though you half-expected him to respond with another cocky remark.
Instead, he looked up at you, eyes filled with a warmth you hadnât expected.
He stayed silent. He only gave you a soft smile, his lips tracing your jaw as he spoke, his words melting into your skin.
The night unfolded in ways that left you surprised and, admittedly, a bit vulnerable.Â
His hands and mouth moved in sync, guiding you both through a rhythm that felt almost surreal. And, between the breaths and stolen glances, there was a tendernessâa softnessâthat you hadnât anticipated. It felt more like slow unraveling than a quick spark; each moment, each touch, felt deliberate, as though he was trying to memorize you in some quiet way.
At some point, youâd shifted, trading the couch for your bed, the journey between blurring in a haze of laughter and kisses that grew more urgent, more intense, with each passing moment. His words were soft, with a hint of challenge, and in that moment.
Eventually, after what felt like both hours and seconds, you lay side by side, his arm draped around your shoulders, your head resting on his chest.
The two of you were quiet, your breathing still a little heavy, but your hearts were slowing to a steady rhythm. You found yourself tracing gentle lines along his arm, your mind still reeling from the nightâs unexpected intimacy. You couldnât quite remember the last time someone had left you feeling so alive, so out of control yet comfortable.
Finally, as you lay tangled together, the early morning light beginning to creep in through the window, you found yourself smiling despite yourself.Â
He was lying beside you, his arm draped over your waist, his eyes half-closed but alert, watching you with that same mischievous glint.
âYou know,â he murmured, his voice still heavy with sleep, âI have to say, you were worth the chase.â
You laughed, rolling your eyes as you stretched out beside him. âYou make it sound like I was a conquest.â
He shrugged, giving you a lazy grin. âOnly because you put up a good fight.â
âHmm,â you replied, stifling a smile. âDonât get too comfortable. Iâm not exactly looking for a repeat performance.â
He smirked, his fingers tracing idle circles on your shoulder. âWho said anything about repeats? Besides, I have a feeling youâll change your mind.â
You let out a scoff, but his confidenceâhowever misplacedâwas weirdly endearing. âI wouldnât count on it.â
âGuess weâll see,â he said with a wink, leaning over to give you one last kiss before slipping out of bed.
And sure, it was goodâhe was cocky for a reason, apparentlyâbut as soon as the sun started peeking through your blinds, you felt the sting of regret and a slight headache creeping in.Â
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The next morning hit you like a freight train. You rolled over, remembering that he left before you even fell asleep. Perfect. You sat up, rubbing your eyes, thinking how that was probably the last youâd see of Dominic.
That is, until you looked over at your nightstand.
âOf fucking course,â you mumbled to yourself, staring at his wallet.
It was lying on your nightstand, his name in embossed letters on the black leather, practically taunting you. You sighed. Of course, heâd be the kind of guy to leave something behind.Â
Heâd left a piece of himself behind, almost as if heâd known youâd wantâor needâa reason to call him again.
Gritting your teeth, you picked up the wallet, rifling through the cards inside. There was an obnoxious number of credit cards, a couple of VIP passes to places youâd never heard of, and an California licenses with an all-too-familiar face staring back at you.Â
Dominic Fike.Â
You do a little more deep diving into the man who was in your bed all nightâ Seriously? you thought, staring at his face on the card. This guy is famous?Â
His face, his music, his relationships, personal dramaâall of it filled pages and pages of search results. Tabs upon tabs of articles, concert photos, and screaming fans filled your screen, confirming what youâd already suspected.
You had a one night stand with a literal celebrityâand had no idea.
Annoyed and a little embarrassed, you tapped on the number heâd saved in your phone the night before, dialing him with a deep sigh.
He picked up on the second ring, his voice smooth and somehow infuriatingly amused. âYou just couldnât resist, could you?â
âNot exactly,â you said, already irritated. âYou left your wallet.â
He chuckled. âDid I now? Look at that. What a coincidence!â
You narrowed your eyes, though he couldnât see it. âYes. Would you like it back, or should I just keep it as a very expensive souvenir? Something to remember you by?â
âAlright, alright,â he said, still laughing. âIâll swing by in like, twenty. Wouldnât want you holding it hostage or anything.â
You barely had time to regret your decision before he arrived, grinning like heâd won some kind of prize as you opened the door.
âWell, well,â he said, looking at you up and down, clearly amused by your less-than-enthused expression. âI knew youâd call.â
You held his wallet out at armâs length, not letting him get too close. âHere.â
But Dominic, of course, was not the kind of guy to make anything easy.
He took the wallet, but instead of leaving, he walked right into your apartment, looking around like he was touring a museum.
âYou have a cute place,â he remarked, sinking down onto your couch without waiting for an invitation.
âThanks. Maybe, Iâll see you around,â you replied, crossing your arms, nodding towards the door.
âOh, come on,â he said, flashing that aggravatingly charming smile. âIs that any way to treat a guest?â
âGuest? Youâre barely an acquaintance,â you scoffed, leaning against the wall with a look of utter disbelief. âYou couldâve told me you were like, famous, by the way,â you said, still crossing your arms.
He shrugged, leaning back as he flashed a smirk. âAnd miss out on the chance to see your genuine reaction? No way.â
You rolled your eyes. âIs everything a game to you?â
âOnly the fun things,â he replied, watching you with a spark of amusement. âCome on, admit it. Youâre glad you didnât know.â
You exhaled, fighting a smile. âMaybe a little.â
âYou definitely wouldâve have invited me over if you knew. You definitely wouldnât have been screaming my nameââ
âDominic!â You exclaim, not wanting to recall any of last night.
âGeez, Y/N! There you go again,â Dominic laughs, âShould we just hit the bed now or something?â
You groan loudly, not even connecting your response before speaking, âNo⊠No!â You say, âThatâs not what I meant. Be serious. Can you last longer than a minute? Or is that impossible?â
âOh, you know I can last longer than a minute.â
You plop down on the couch, giving up when you realized that you were practically writing his remarks yourself.
But, Dominicâs gaze softened, as if he saw through the veneer of irritation you were putting up. âWell, in all seriousness, most people donât look at me like you did last night.â
âDisappointed?â you teased, raising an eyebrow.
âNo,â he replied, a bit more serious this time. âLike I was just some guy at the bar.â He smiled, something genuine glinting through the playful mask. âIt was nice.â
There was a beat of silence, an unspoken understanding that lingered in the air. But then, with a smirk, he broke the moment. âBesides, I wasnât ready for our little game to end.â
âOh, and what game is that?â you asked, fighting the slight flutter in your chest.
He grinned, standing up as he approached you. âYou, trying to resist me. And me, making sure you fail.â
Something shifted in his expressionâmaybe it was the challenge, maybe it was just your indifference. But whatever it was, he clearly wasnât planning on leaving anytime soon.
âI wonât fail,â You say, probably in the most confident tone heâs heard you, âI know how to protect my peace.â
The next hour passed in a bizarre back-and-forth as he casually overstayed his welcome, making himself at home while you threw every jab and sarcastic remark you could think of his way.Â
You half-expected him to get fed up and leave, but instead, he only seemed more amused.
Every time you shot him down, he came back with a quip, grinning as if he were winning some game only he understood.
It was infuriating. But it was also⊠a little fun.Â
Against all reason, you found yourself laughing at his jokes, even as you rolled your eyes at his bravado. There was something oddly compelling about his relentless charm, even though he was the exact type of person you couldnât stand.
By the time he finally left, you were exhaustedâannoyed, sure, but also strangely energized, like youâd just run a marathon you hadnât expected to enjoy.
As you watched him go, you couldnât help but wonder if maybeâjust maybeâyou hadnât seen the last of him. And part of you, despite everything, didnât entirely mind that idea.
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The day after Dominicâs unexpected reappearance, things settled back into their normal, peaceful state. You returned to your regular life, or at least tried to, even though your mind kept drifting back to the chaotic encounter that morning.Â
It was supposed to have ended after one night, but there he was, strolling back into your life as if he had never left.
A few days passed without incident, and you almost convinced yourself it was overâuntil you spotted him again, completely by chance.Â
You were waiting for a coffee at the counter of your favorite café, scrolling through your phone, when you heard a familiar voice behind you.
âLet me guessâno idea who I am?â
You turned, and there he was, looking as smug as ever, hands stuffed in his jacket pockets. He looked both out of place and totally in his element among the crowd of early-morning patrons.Â
âHey, stranger,â Dominic says with a cheeky smile.
You raised an eyebrow, half amused, half exasperated. âAre you stalking me, or do you actually have a purpose here?â
He grinned, shrugging. âCoincidence, I mean, youâre at a very popular spot, you know. Or fate, if youâre into that sort of thing.â
âYou wish,â you muttered under your breath, though you couldnât keep the small smile off your face. You gestured at the counter. âCoffee first. Then you can do your charm routine.â
He chuckled, sliding in beside you as you placed your order.Â
There was a comfortable silence as you waited, but it was laced with an electric energy that made you all too aware of him standing there, close enough that you could feel the warmth radiating off him.
As you turned to pay, you noticed him handing over a bill, waving you off. âMy treat,â he said, his tone casual.
You rolled your eyes. âIâm capable of buying my own coffee.â
âCome on,â he said, leaning in with that infuriating grin. âConsider it my way of saying thanks for not selling my wallet on eBay.â
âVery funny,â you replied, trying to ignore the warmth creeping up your neck as he continued to look at you with that playful spark in his eye.Â
You both took your coffees and walked toward a table in the corner, where he slid into a seat across from you, leaning back in a way that was far too comfortable.
You took a sip, studying him over the rim of your cup. âSo, why are you here? Couldnât resist a second dose of my sparkling personality?â
âNot exactly,â he replied smoothly, a little too quickly. He paused, his eyes catching yours with a hint of something serious beneath his usual carefree demeanor. âActually... I was curious.â
âCurious about what?â
âAbout you,â he said, and for the first time, there was a flicker of sincerity in his gaze, as though he was trying to get past your defenses. âI meet a lot of people. But itâs refreshing to find someone who looks at me like... well, like Iâm just some guy they met at a bar.â
You leaned back, raising an eyebrow. âHate to break it to you, but you are just some guy I met at a bar.â
He laughed, shaking his head. âYou know, thatâs what Iâm talking about. Most people that see me in a bar, wouldnât say that.â
You took another sip of coffee, letting the silence settle, wondering where this was going. Finally, you set your cup down, crossing your arms. âSo, what exactly do you want from me, Dominic?â
He hesitated, his eyes flickering with something you couldnât quite place. âHonestly? I donât know. Maybe... I just wanted to get to know you.â
You studied him, searching for any trace of a joke or a punchline, but his expression remained open, almost vulnerable.
Against your better judgment, you felt yourself softening, intrigued despite yourself. You leaned forward, resting your chin on your hand. âFine. What do you want to know?â
He grinned, looking relieved and a bit triumphant. âAlright, letâs start simple. What do you do?â
You rolled your eyes, smirking. âOh, I thought you were a fan of the âmysterious strangerâ vibe.â
âConsider it character development,â he said with a wink, but you could tell he was genuinely curious.
âIâm in marketing,â you said finally, âfor a non-profit.â
His eyes lit up, and he leaned forward, resting his chin on his hand in a playful imitation of your posture. âWow. Look at you, making the world a better place. And here I thought you were just another mysterious stranger.â
You couldnât help but laugh at his playful tone. âYeah, well, not everyone spends their days living like a rockstar.â
âAh, so you do know who I am.â He pointed a finger at you in mock accusation, but his grin was warm.
âBarely,â you replied, holding his gaze. âNot a fan, if Iâm honest. Itâs just not my type of music.â
That seemed to amuse him even more, and he laughed, shaking his head. âOuch. Wounded.â
âHey, just keeping it real.â You took another sip of your coffee, realizing that, despite yourself, you were starting to enjoy this.
âSo⊠whatâs your favorite type of music?â Dominic asks, as you chuckle, âWhat, you wanna write a song about me or something?â
âWho says I havenât already?âÂ
You could feel the heat creep towards your cheeks, and you bet that he saw it, too, âMy music taste is kind of all over the place. Iâm really into rock music, like 90s rock. Blink-182. Red Hot Chili Peppers.â
You see Dominicâs face light up with a joy you havenât quite seen from him before, âYou do know like, all of my music is inspired by that, right? Those are some of my favorite bands.â
You shake your head, âYouâre just saying that.â
He holds up his left hand, and you realize itâs John Frusciante; The guitarest of said band. Of course, is it.. âAm I, now?â
You stared at his hand, taking in the tattoo of Fruscianteâs face, a bit faded from time, yet still unremarkably impressive. Your jaw dropped. âOkay, maybe⊠I believe you now.âÂ
Dominic grinned, pleased with himself. âTold you.â He leaned back in his chair, hands behind his head.
You shook your head, amused and slightly exasperated. âSo, you're telling me that your whole âcool guy who doesnât careâ vibe is just you trying to live out your childhood rockstar fantasy?â
His eyes sparkled with mischief. âMaybe. What can I say? I like to lean into it.â He paused, watching you closely, his smile softening a little. âBut you know, itâs not just for show. Iâm not playing a part for anyone. Itâs who I am.â
You narrowed your eyes, intrigued despite yourself. There was a moment of quiet between you two, but it wasnât awkward.
It was the kind of silence that existed between two people who were really starting to connect.
"Okay, then," you said, leaning forward with a raised eyebrow. "If youâre so real, then how about you prove it?"
His eyes glinted. "Prove it how?"
You shrugged, sipping your coffee. "Letâs see if you can keep up with me outside the ârockstarâ image. Ditch the cocky lines for a minute. Show me the real you.â
Dominic didnât hesitate. He leaned in closer, his voice low. âYou wanna see the real me, huh? Alright. Iâll play along."
You had to fight to keep from grinning, but something in the air shifted.Â
The banter was still there, but it felt less like a game now and more like two people actually trying to understand each other.
âIâm not here for a show,â you said, your tone steady. âJust, you know⊠a genuine conversation. No flash, no pretense.â
Dominic watched you carefully, his gaze softer now, but there was still a glimmer of that cocky charm.
âI think I can do that. But fair warning,â he said with a grin, âIâm not sure how good I am at keeping the âreal meâ in check for too long.â
You smirked, eyes narrowing slightly. âOh, Iâm sure youâll figure it out.â
The two of you continued to talk, the conversation slipping into more personal territory as you discovered more about each other.Â
Dominic opened up in ways you hadnât expected, sharing bits and pieces about his life, his rise to fame, his time in jail, the constant pressure, and the sacrifices.Â
And as much as you were tempted to tease him, you found yourself listeningâreally listening.
He, on the other hand, seemed fascinated by you in a way that made you almost uncomfortable. The way heâd pause, studying your expressions, as though trying to figure you out, kept you on your toes.
âSo you really donât care about all the âfameâ stuff?â You asked after a long stretch of conversation.
âNot really,â He replied. âI think itâs just... a distraction. People focus so much on what you do, not who you are.â He shrugged. âItâs easy to get lost in that. I, obviously, get lost in it sometimes.â
âYeah, trust me, I can tell⊠But, I also get that. I really couldnât imagine having fans, or followers, or any of that bullshit,â You say, watching him run a hand through his hair, staring down into his coffee.Â
âItâs kind of like, Iâm good at being who people expect me to be. But sometimes... I forget what itâs like to just be me, you know?â
You nodded, sensing the vulnerability in his words despite his usual bravado. âI get it,â you said softly, âYou wanna be normal guy sometimes.â
Dominic looked up at you then, and for a moment, it wasnât the cocky, charming rockstar sitting across from you.Â
It was just Dominic.Â
The man with flaws, with dreams, with struggles. The man who, despite everything, was still trying to figure it out.
âAnd what about you?â he asked, voice quieter now. âWhatâs your real âyouâ like?â
You hesitated, unsure of how much to reveal. You had a tendency to keep your guard up, to keep people at armâs length. But for some reason, something about Dominic made you feel like it was okay to let that wall slipâjust a little.
âMe?â You sighed, rubbing your temples. âIâm just trying to make a difference. To not get too lost in all the noise. I want to do something that actually matters.â
Dominic watched you with quiet intensity, as if he could see through the surface-level responses, reading between the lines. âAnd you think you can do that?â he asked, his voice serious now.
You nodded, though you werenât entirely sure yourself. âI donât know. But I have to at least try.â
He sat back, taking that in. His eyes softened again, and for a fleeting moment, he looked like a man who wasnât concerned with the worldâs expectations or how many fans were waiting for him outside.Â
It was just him and you.Â
And in that moment, you could tell he wasnât in a hurry to leave.
The tension between you shifted, growing more comfortable, more familiar. There was still a playful spark in his eyes, but now, there was also a sincerity that wasnât there before.
âIâll be honest,â he said, leaning in just slightly. âYouâre unlike anyone Iâve ever met.â
You raised an eyebrow. âThatâs a line Iâm sure you use on a lot of people.â
He shook his head, the smile never leaving his face. âNo, really. Youâre different. And Iâm not talking about your, uh, lack of âfan-girlingâ over me.â
You couldnât help but laugh. âI wasnât that bad.â
âJust a little,â he teased. âBut itâs cool. It makes you way more interesting.â
âGlad to know Iâm not just another fan to you.â
Dominic leaned back, his expression turning thoughtful. âYeah. Youâre not. Youâre someone Iâm actually starting to care about. And for the record...â he added with a grin, âI think Iâm getting pretty good at this âreal meâ thing.â
âBetter keep it up,â you teased, trying to hide the soft flutter in your chest. âBecause Iâm not letting you off the hook that easily.â
He leaned in a little closer, voice barely above a whisper. âI wouldnât want it any other way.â
And there it was againâthe chemistry.Â
The spark that had been there from the start, now igniting with a slow burn. You didnât know where it was going, but you knew this conversation, this connectionâit wasnât something you could ignore. Not anymore.
As you finished your coffee, you both lingered, the air thick with unspoken possibilities. Neither of you seemed in a rush to break the moment.Â
Maybe this was the start of something unexpected. Something that neither of you had plannedâbut both of you might just need.
You spent another hour talking, exchanging stories and teasing banter.Â
He was funny, charming, and surprisingly down-to-earth when he wanted to be.Â
For someone so confident, he had a certain openness that was hard to ignore, and despite your initial annoyance, you found yourself drawn to him.Â
By the time you left, you almost didnât mind when he suggested meeting up again.
âAlright,â he said as he walked you to the door. âHow about a deal? You let me take you out again, and I promise Iâll try my best to keep my rockstar tendencies in check.â
You smirked, crossing your arms. âWhy do I feel like thatâs a promise you canât keep?â
He grinned, his eyes twinkling. âGuess youâll just have to find out.â
And before you could think of a clever comeback, he leaned down, pressing a soft, lingering kiss to your cheek. The warmth of his lips made your heart skip a beat, and as he pulled away, he looked at you with a quiet intensity that made it hard to breathe.
âSee you soon, then?â he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
You nodded, unable to find the words, and as he walked away, you realized that, despite everything, a part of you was already looking forward to it.
â
The days that followed Dominicâs confession were full of anticipation, but also of hesitation. You couldnât shake the feeling that you were standing on the edge of something, something you couldnât quite define.
Every time you saw him, every time he looked at you like he was seeing the real you, you felt your resolve weakening.
It was confusingâafter all, youâd spent so long keeping people at a distance, convincing yourself that you didnât need anyone, that you were fine on your own.
But Dominic⊠he had a way of breaking through that wall, bit by bit, in a way that scared you and exhilarated you at the same time.
You spent the next few days trying to focus on your routine, but it felt impossible. Every small thing, like the sound of your phone buzzing or catching a glimpse of a song you both liked, reminded you of him.
But you werenât sure if you were ready to dive into whatever this was between you. It was so new, so unexpected, and you didnât want to risk getting hurt.
But then, just as you were trying to push those thoughts away, the text came.
"Hey, whatâs up? Want to grab some dinner tonight?"
It was casual, like everything between you had always been. But beneath the surface, you could feel the weight of what had been said the night before. You hesitated for only a second before responding.
"Sure. What did you have in mind?"
A few minutes later, he sent a suggestion, and you agreed.
There was something about the way he made everything feel easyâlike there was no pressure, no expectations, just the two of you figuring it out together.
When you met him at the restaurant that evening, it was almost like nothing had changed.
You greeted each other with that familiar teasing banter, a lightheartedness that had become the foundation of your interactions. But this time, there was a quiet undertone to the conversation, something deeper.
It felt like you were both waiting for the right moment to say something more, something real.
As the meal wore on, you found yourself opening up to him in ways you hadnât expected.
Talking about your dreams, your fears, your pastâthings you usually kept buried beneath the surface.
And Dominic, as always, listened.
But this time, he didnât just nod along or offer some flippant remark. He responded with sincerity, sharing his own struggles and insecurities, the parts of himself that were rarely seen by the public.
For the first time, you began to understand the weight of his lifeâthe constant scrutiny, the expectations, the pressure to always be someone he wasnât. And you could see the toll it had taken on him, the way he tried to push it all away with jokes and arrogance, but there was a tenderness beneath the bravado.
A part of him that was tired of playing the part.
After dinner, as you walked out of the restaurant, Dominic turned to you, his expression thoughtful.
âDo you ever wonder if weâre just two people who are too afraid to let ourselves get close?â he asked, his voice quiet but serious.
You stopped walking, looking at him. His words hit you in a way you hadnât expected. You knew youâd been keeping your distance, but you hadnât realized how much he had been holding back too.
âI donât know,â you said after a pause. âI think weâre both scared of what could happen if we let ourselves feel too much.â
He nodded, his gaze never leaving yours. âYeah. I get that. But maybe⊠maybe weâre both ready to stop pretending, even if we donât have it all figured out yet.â
You swallowed, feeling the weight of his words sink in. Could you really let yourself be vulnerable like this? Could you trust him enough to let your guard down?
Before you could respond, he took a step closer, his hand brushing against yours. It was a simple gesture, but it felt like a promise. Like he was saying, Iâm here, and Iâm not going anywhere.
For a moment, everything else faded away.
The noise of the world, the uncertainty, the fears you had about being hurtâit all melted into the background. You didnât need to have all the answers. All you needed was to be in this moment with him.
You finally spoke, your voice soft but steady. âI think⊠I think Iâm ready. But you have to promise me something.â
Dominic raised an eyebrow, intrigued. âWhatâs that?â
âThat you wonât disappear on me. That you wonât make this about your fame or your image. I need to know that the real you is what Iâm getting.â
His expression softened, and for the first time, you saw the full depth of his sincerity. âI promise,â he said, his voice firm but gentle. âThe real me, thatâs what Iâm offering. No pretenses. No games.â
The promise hung in the air between you, and in that moment, you believed him. You didnât know where this would lead, but you knew you couldnât keep running from it. The connection you shared was too strong to ignore, too real to pretend it wasnât happening.
The next few weeks passed in a blur of laughter, late-night conversations, and moments of intimacy that felt genuine and raw.
There were still moments of uncertainty, moments where you questioned whether you were making the right choice, but every time Dominic showed up, every time he made you feel seen and heard, you couldnât help but believe in it a little more.
You still held onto your independence, still made sure to focus on your work and your own dreams, but something in you had shifted. You were allowing yourself to let him in, to trust him in a way you hadnât thought possible.
One evening, as you were walking together through the city streets after another spontaneous dinner, Dominic stopped in front of you, his face serious. You turned to him, your heart racing.
âI know weâve been taking this slow,â he began, his voice quiet, but full of conviction. âBut I need you to know that Iâm all in. Iâm not going anywhere.â
Your heart skipped a beat. You had always feared that this would be a fleeting moment in timeâsomething that would fizzle out as quickly as it had ignited.
But Dominicâs words, the sincerity in his eyes, made you believe that this was something worth holding onto.
âIâm in too,â you said, the words coming easier than you had expected. âI donât know where this is going, but I want to see it through.â
Dominic smiled, and for the first time, there was no uncertainty in his expression. No bravado. Just a man, standing before you, with his heart on his sleeve.
âThen letâs see where this takes us,â he said, his voice low and full of promise.
And with that, the uncertainty between you began to fade. The connection you had was real, and though the road ahead might be unpredictable, you knew that, together, you could face whatever came next.
#dominic fike#dominic fike fan fiction#euphoria#elliot euphoria#dom fike#my writing#dominic fike imagines#dominic fike x you#dominic fike x reader#requests open
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Parent is shocked when I tell them I donât want to go make cookies with the same grandparents who treated me like shit during Thanksgiving lmao
#likeâŠwhy would I help you lmao#normally I would go out and make memories but unfortunately Iâm still pissed at how you said I should've graduated by now so <3#literally just kept harping on and it doesnât matter what major I pick theyâll never be satisfied lol#whatever I shouldnât care anymore about what they think đ can't make everyone happy no matter how hard I try#every gathering I've been forced to go to since I was like 13 consisted of me being excluded from everyone else#because I was only related to them through marriage lmao it's not like they actually care about my wellbeing#why should I have to be the one who feels bad about it đ#my posts
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people dont talk enough about how heartbreaking the marlon betrayal mustve been for clem too,,
this dude saves the life of her and her kid. takes them in has them patched up gives them their first hot meal in who knows how long. gives them a safe place to stay. possibly permanently. confides in her that hes trying to be a good leader but feels like and fears that hes failing. asks her to help him take care of the rest of the group. helps her get over her fear of dogs by asking her to trust him. and things go well. she feels safe. like this place could really finally be the home shes been looking for
but as soon as she finds out what happened to the twins. that marlon planned on giving up her and aj too. she immediately becomes a liability to him and he attempts to kill her for it. locks her in the basement to die by walker. then tries to turn the group against her so he can shoot her instead when the first method fails. and he nearly succeeds
then a majority of the group turn against clem the minute aj kills marlon. ignoring marlons mistakes but condemning aj for his. like clem wasnt betrayed by marlon in the exact same way he betrayed the twins. like she literally wasnt almost killed twice? and how long had he been considering giving her up? was it always some contingency he planned? did he truly want to keep them around and things only changed when he feared the raiders had returned? she'll never know
#i think about this a lot... the betrayal... clems deep trust issues... then they all want to kick her out (except vi aasim and tenn đ)#when she was just as impacted if not more so than the rest of them. since she was the only one with her Life on the line#thats why violet fighting so hard for them to stay is so important imo and would MEAN SO MUCH to clem too#vi and aasim are the only ones who can see past the bullshit and realize that theyre safer with clem around#while the rest would rather kick her out so they dont have to acknowledge their confused feelings about marlon#like first marlon betrays her then the rest of the group tell her to get fucked and die. dont come back. we never want to see you again#but she does. and she saves them#personally i do think marlon had 'good' intentions but he was a scared and fucked up kid who made bad decisions#and continued to make bad decisions to cover for his previous fuck ups#but that just makes him interesting :)#and i like teaching aj the difference between people like marlon and people like lilly#all of clems 'wow i feel so safe here :) and these guys seem smart :)' personal dialogue around ericsons makes me đ#she was so happy to be at ericsons. and they turn against her so fast when she was more of a victim than any of them#aj is a literal baby. do not treat him like an adult who can make fully rationalized decisions. hes a baby and he only knows survival#at least they slowly get over it after clem comes back (some take longer than others...)#but the lack of compassion in voting to kick them out is heartbreaking. she was heartbroken#and thats not acknowledged as much as it should be#posting this old drafted post now cuz it expands my feelings on clems broken heartedness about the marlon situation#it speaks#twdg
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You know what really sucks?? When youâre really excited for something and then someone goes and makes unnecessary comments about it which taints your fun.
Iâm so excited for this coming update and then someone has to say something that justâŠleaves a bad taste in my mouth??
I get having favorites and all that, me too. I am not any different.
But why ruin it for others??
Why be a sourpuss about it??
Just because you donât like certain things or how the update went?? Because it didnât meet your expectations??
Literally this update means so much to me and others and you have to what??
Be a jerk about it??? Because you can?? And ruin the fun??
Itâs so dumb.
And unfortunately for them, Iâm not one to back down.
Commentary like that just makes me more determined and makes me want to hype it up even more.
#Hana rambles#sorry for the negativity on your timelines I just needed to vent after reading what I did#the fact this happened to me twice now with two different people#once was after part 6 update last year in jp and now before the update in en#itâs like part 6 personally hurt them or something becuase it didnât meet their expectations and now they have to ruin it for others#I hate when people try to bring others down#thereâs a difference between being critical and being downer#I get complaining and wanting things and all that#as a dia fan i *know*#but I also donât put it in the tags đ€Šââïžđ€Šââïž#whatâs worse is I follow this person and I know I should blockâŠmaybe I will#for now Iâm going to filter them#then decide later#I just feel bad about it thatâs why argh#considering who their favorite character is#he would be so disappointed#ironically they both like the same character and he would not be happy let me tell you that#I already blocked one person and debating on the second#sighs i hate this đđ#Hana delete later tag
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#tw suicide#idk i feel like i am probably gonna kms after TIT#i would do it sooner but i asked one of my friends to come with me and it would suck if i made him go alone#and it is something to look forward to which is helping me hang on i guess#but ughhhh once uni starts again in september i know everything is gonna fall apart.#i already got an extension on my thesis due to being a useless shell of a person who can't motivate themselves to do anything atm#but i was supposed to get some work done over the summer and have so far done nothing#hence why i want to kms before i have to talk to my fucking supervisors again and admit yet again that i simply cannot do this đ#and it's not just this. my executive dysfunction has been so bad over the past couple of years and it's only getting worse#to the point where i can't imagine being able to work at all. and if i can't work i can't get out of my parents house#and then what the fuck is the point.#every time i see someone on here talking about bonding with their parents over dnp I'm like damn what's it like#to have parents who actually want to talk to you DSFGJJKL i know they let me live in their house at my big age#but that's only bc id literally be homeless otherwise and they're not like evil. they just don't love me#also went through a deeply embarrassing breakup recently#tl;dr ive been in love with this person for over a decade and i thought they were the dan to my phil or vice versa.#then after 10 years they left me and i'll spare the details but it has me wondering if they ever loved me#i thought it was a âlet's live together and get a cat one dayâ relationship#but now i feel like for them. it was just a âsex and video gamesâ type situation#i am trying soooo hard to at least be creative bc that makes me happy sometimes but it's hard to not be overly critical of myself#and now im getting to a point where i can barely even find any joy in this space any more. for a bunch of reasons#most of which revolve around me being extremely sensitive. and this is like my last bastion of dopamine so that fucking sucks#idk i don't see the point in my life any more. a social worker actually told me recently that i should consider euthanasia so.#it's just completely over for me i fear#this is not even mentioning all the damn migraines. and all the other ways in which my body simply doesn't work properly#sorry for this weird ass vent I'm not in therapy any more bc i couldn't find a therapist willing to treat me+all my diagnoses at this point#and im scared my friends will stop wanting to talk to me if i talk to them about this. several of them already have#the 2 friends i have left anyway. that's a whole other thing. when they said it's hard for autistic ppl to make friends i took that persona#so uh at this point it's vent here or develop a substance abuse problem. and im already halfway to having a substance abuse problem#anyway dan and phil for the love of god please fucking post something tonight. unfortunately you are my only hope
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just recently watched this is us with my college friends
#tbqh i found it kinda boring đ#the louis clips were so not enough#ive watched some clips online prior to actually watching it (for the first time might i add)#one of my friends had a cousin who was crazyyy ab 1d so she dragged her out to the cinema to go watch it when it came out and in 3d lol đ#the 3d schtick is so funny 2 me lmao đ#my friend recalls freaking out in the movie theater bc she was a major niall fan at the time. she said 3d niall was so close 2 her face lol#anyway. ab how i watched some clips online prior#i was actually waiting for the louis n his sisters part or the one where he visits his school or smth#my friends.... they literally don't know a thing ab louis personality-wise so they didn't really get much from it#UGH i should download aotv and make them watch it that was way more interesting (but idk? smth about it feels like it's made for fans only?#but... i'll suggest it the next time we get together đđŒ#anyw back to my review.#simon cowell's face was a jumpscare what can i say. it was so evil how nicole scherzinger was just. completely written off#im from the future i Know things#<- and like. about this. i felt kinda bad being cynical about the movie when i know my friend is Still an ot5 at heart#i think i broke her 13-year old heart a little đ#it's so weird how the movie keeps singling out zayn about him getting kicked out or him talking solo music etc kskdj. feels v pointed Lol#they really just documented the 1d-mania & madness they ensued huh.... i think 2 of my friends (bts fans) weren't as impressed LOL đ#they kinda flamed their performances and stage outfits which is. yeah i agree. kpop idols do WAY more than just.... that (1d) kskskd#i guess i'll make them watch the extra clips next time (o haven't seen all the clips yet i think)#OH and đ why was martin scorsese in the film that was hilarious#didn't have a lot of realness to it. is what i thought of the film. yeah. this is(N'T) us âđœđ#maybe... i am too much of a hater#i liked... the... um. it's hard to highlight things i liked ab the film when im Not a 1d fan đ like im a louie ONLY idgaf ab 1d đ#the part ab louis audition.... im sorry babie the editors did u dirty but it was so funny........đ#<- though i imagine it solidified people's (wrong) opinions about him :/
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LUFFY!!!!!!!!! I HAVE BEEN CONVERTED!!!! LUFFY BELIEVER FULL TIME!!!!! LET US WORSHIP THE SUN!!!!
#luffy deflating like a balloon..... be serious đđ#MOMO NOT BEING ABLE TO HEAR LUFFY!!! oh kaido going for the others now..... law could hear his voice too???#NAMI BEING THE FIRST TO STEP UP!!! CHILLS!!! THIS TIME STEPPING UP TO WITNESS THE HORRORS!!! YEAH!!!#yamato really does carry the spirit of oden straight up.... motivating his son and everything...#i feel like i am going insane... I CAN HEAR THE DRUMS!!! nami telling luffy to not die and fulfill his promise WHO ELSE HAD A PROMISE????#is this why his fruit awakened.... because nami reminded him of the promise... omg..... THE DRUMS!!! CHILLS!!!! THE SMILE!!!!! IM SO HYPE!!#talking tag#watching one piece#episode 1070#i am smiling so hard rn. contagious#also the cp0 that died for this ajdja.... suffering from success....#THE BOUNCING SOUNDS!!!! THE DRUMS!!!! THE SMILE!!! SANJI JUST VOLTING AWAKE??? see the clouds over his shoulders remain.... as i was saying#you know this has me realising maybe shanks isn't all that bad and stole the fruit from the gov so they couldnt get hold of it#hiyori saying how oden kept hia promise but also how he wanted to keep the promise of opening wano for joyboy#THE KANJURO THING!!! HIYORI WATCH OUT!!! oh its gonna burn orichi by accident YEAAHHH!!!!!!! FUCK YEAHH!!!!#the animation is so fun.. luffy just junping around and shit while hia destruction power is MASSIVE#this is so!!!! kaido complaining about being bored and having fun thru fighting AND HERE COMES LUFFY WITH HIS LOONEY TOONS GOOFY FIGHT!!!!#they knocked this shit out of the park!!! also END CREDITS????!#episode 1071#momo saying kaido got fat đ actually kaido got pregnant <3 yamato you're going to be a big brother congrats!!!#the eyes đđ damn luffy flew away and exploded... đđ skipping rope with kaido omg.... everyone should go outside and see this...#we are welcoming here in the luffy believers... barto is gonna enlist hundreds of new members#law is luffy believer number 1 damn the speech he is giving kid... omg kaido bonked him ajshaksjak that was so good he needed witnesses..#nami worried abojt luffy being dead and when he appears she is just like WTF IS THAT!!!!!! HUH???!!#wait a second ooohhhh kaido is goong down too fuck yes akdjaksj momo and yamato peeking over the island jahdksk#THE DRUMS BEING HIS HEART I CANNOT GET OVER IT!!! Kaido shoukd be puking up his insides by now but alas this is so fun BOIOIOIOIOING#FIRST TIME SOMEONE ASKS LUFFY WHO HE IS AND HE DOESN'T SAY MONKEY D LUFFY FUTURE KING OF THE PIRATES. HE SAYS ITS HIM. STRAIGHT UP!!!!#NVM HE SAID IT!!!!! GOD IS THAT YOU????!!!!#episode 1072
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#sigh. puts up the barricades please I do not want to see d.nf on my dash#and again I do have it super filtered#Iâm just soooo tired every little thing being HARD LAUNCH HARD LAUNCH until the next thing bc of course that didnât happen#and life went on as usual#look I get it Iâm the minority Iâm aroace and easily exhausted by shipping esp real ppl shipping#but itâs times like this I miss the lore fandom bc man the complete focus on platonic dynamics and relationships was so nice#look if they ever actually say theyâre dating I guess Iâll eat my words but so far I am not getting the sense that that will ever happen#and so it is extremely annoying to want to follow drm fans and get 90% of One Single Ship#and no sap except as third wheel for said ship#sorry Iâm the only one who seems to not care abt George đđ not in a bad way just. heâs fine and funny sometimes I guess but#I Just Donât Care. and also another thing I need to get off my chest#why do ppl act like George is really shady and passive aggressive and âoh he should interact w X person who wronged drm heâd ROAST THEM!â#like huh#George is one of the most Donât talk about anything be vague be private ppl ever#Iâm not saying he hasnât had his moments of public support for drm but I just donât get it#(itâs probably because heâs so vague and noncommittal that fans can just project their own feelings onto him)#sigh anyway Iâm done that makes me feel better a bit#no tags just venting#<- itâs funny that became my venting tag now that I only vent in tags#bc some things such as this I am afraid to even put under read more lol
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uggh I'm gonna cry
#i lowkey miss when i had no friends đ#i got invited to my friends birthday party and i really really didnt want to go#cause theres like 10 other people going and i vaguely know 2 of them#and theyre all kinda mean#like in the way your friends are mean where its clearly a joke#but im not friends with any of them-#qnd like in any other circumstance it would be fine#but its a POOL party#and there was no chace i was putting on a bathing suit and swimming#but i also was not ready to deal with being the weirdo who doesnt swim at a pool party#like i was really dreading this party#so i made some lame excuse#which is technically true#my brother DID break q bone today and my parents ARE being dramatic and i AM gonna have to wait on him#but thats not q good reason not to go#i was just really freaking out about this party#and its prob not a big deal and she definitely doesn't care as much as i think#but i feel so bad for being flaky#plus i already feel like a couple people there dont like me#so if my friend mentions why i didnt go theyre gonna think its a dumb excuse#i should have made something up but i had already said yes cause i couldnt think of anything#and then my parents wrre at the hospital for a really long time so i didnt know what exactly was happening#and i did genuinely think when i texted her that it was more serious and there would be no chance they could take me#qlso they both have stuff to do tomorrow (party day)#and i am actually gonna end up being the one helping him get water and stuff#but it just feels like such a lame excuse#idk#its just when im with these people (the ones going that im not friends with)#i constantly feel like i hace something to prove or theyll think im weird#and its so stressful
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Wait I think I missed something in this incredible saga. Are you going on a date with the coworker??? I swear the last thing I saw was âno I would neverâ lmaoooo. If so, I (like the rest of snzblr) are anxious for updates about your love life. Youâre one of the top snzblr couples now, enjoy đ€
I did say I would never and I was a fucking liar apparently đ it's not technically a date tho bc I never told him it was bc I need to be so casual and mysterious ahdkaksk but it's a date To Me lmao. It's tomorrow tho bc we're still at work rn and it doesn't look like we're leaving anytime soon so at least I have that to look forward to I guess lmao
#not snz#we're not a couple tho nooooo đđ lmaooo#it's just me being delusional#like he's literally not into me i stg i think y'all are gonna be more disappointed about the outcome than me#OH but he did hug me tho so I'm riding that high rn actually ahskamsk#lowkey have just been leaning against him half the shift but we've been watching videos and stuff together bc it's been slow so#that means nothing probably#also he looks at me like đ every time i ask one if my stupid little debate questions ahsakslsl#today was if ceral is a soup and if ketchup is a smoothie#please know that i ask these randomly literally out of nowhere like it's a normal thing to bring up lmaoooo#i have negative flirting skills ahdkaksk#this is the opposite of pulling a bad bitch by being autistic this is making the coworker question why he puts up with me lmaoooo#but he's the one who said yes to dinner so đ#you know what he's never seen me in a cute little outfit before actually đ#it's always been either the work uniform or hiking clothes#which to be fair my hiking clothes are kinda cute but they're hiking clothes nonetheless#like he saw me in normal clothes a bit ago but i was actively dying so they were just the most comfortable clothes i could find#so like maybe i can wear a skirt i have cute skirts i like wearing out with my bestie#and they're like. very specific kinds of skirts so maybe that'll tell him something ahskasmks#help why am i thinking so hard about this ahdkalslal#like it's literally actually not even a date it's just me flipping out for no reason while this guy is clueless đ#like I'm telling y'all he's not into me and i don't understand why I'm being like this about it lmaoo#I'm always like 'fuck i wish my coworkers wouldn't crush on me to the point of asking me out that's awkward i don't date coworkers'#AND THEN I TURNED AROUND AND DID IT MYSELF#why am i like this#why am i so đ when he's one of the few people i shouldn't be đ at#i swear i should give it a couple months bc maybe I'm just feeling some type of way about him bc i was sick#but noooo i just HAVE to be insane about it now đ#i should really have a tag for me being a pathetic wreck but idk what it would even be lmao#no matter he'll probably figure out that I'm being a freak sooner or later and shut that shit down so it won't matter đ
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best day of my life was when vimms lair let other regional versions of games be on the site u have no idea how happy i was. like yes finally i dont have to send people digging through a huge archive.org dump of DS games so they can play professor layton & not suffer thru lukes american dub voice đ
#like me personally i dont care if i have to jump through hoops to download something so that wasnt even an inconvenience for me#if anything i loooove having to work harder to find a download for something it feels more rewarding <- has 2 much free time 2 spend online#but sadly the average person does not enjoy internet sleuthing or file conversion or downloading & installing torrent progeams or whatever#like they just want a ddl. which is absolutely fair like me too for a lotta stuff! but that means theyd go to vimms lair to download it#& just download the NA release đ like i think 99% of people do not care about this but i need you to go look up a comparison#of luke triton's NA english dub vs. his EU english dub. if you played the american ones just think about how he sounds in the movie#but like oh my god. im so grateful i lived in england when i got into layton cause that meant it was way easier to get UK copies of thegames#like i ended up getting a european 3ds while i lived there to play the 3ds games & it was so worth it. i Dont like american dub luke triton#HES NOT EVEN AMERICAN IN THE DUB he just has a fake british accent and it does Not sound good especially when i heard the (superior) dub 1st#like i need to stress the american dub isnt even that bad. its not speedwagon dub bad.#<- my mom compared speedys voice to dick van dyke in mary poppins which is honestly an insult to dick van dyke in mary poppins#like its objectively a terrible accent. but he makes it work. The jojos part 1 dub cast for 99% of the time... does not. đ#ITS NOT EVEN BAD ACTING ITS THE ACCENTS. THEYRE AWFUL. i need you to know jonathan's VA also voices nero dmc and adachi persona4. like#hes obviously a talented voice actor!!!! But why cant you just hire a british person to do this#or like. at least an american who can actually do a good english accent đ#like jojos makes it work... sometimes. i think its better in part 2 because theres like a variety of different accents and they all suck#like somehow that works in its favor. but knowing jonathan is one of the better ones in part 1 is đ#dio is probably my fave of the english cast because well the bar is on the floor. but hes as dramatic as he should be#which definitely helps#i forgotwhat i was talking about. ummmmm. idk#in conclusion if you ask me sub or dub id have to say it depends. ''depends on what'' well what it depends on... depends!#<- only guy who writes conclusions to his fucking tumblr tags like its an essay or something#muffin mumbles
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AURGHH I KEEP FLASHBACKING TO THE AWKWARD SITUATION TODAY
#it feels unreal#gonna cry#I wish guys didnât exist !!! that way I wouldnât be so awkward around them !!!!#like itâs so mean to expect me to suddenly be okay with interacting with them when Iâve been shut out from them for most of my development#years#its like so unhealthy đ§ââïž#anyways I already have a tough time talking when Iâm in a mildly stressful situation but âŠ#like my words always get stuck in my throat / I just mumble random nonesense / I donât know how to articulate my thoughts / stammering#Iâm a rlly anxious person and itâs rlly debilitating đ§ââïž#who ever thinks stammering is cute can respectfully ⊠idk IM JUST LIKE đđđ howâs stammering cute I am stressed beyond belief !!!#I hate socialisation#anyways ughhh that was so embarrassing pls like now I think I made him feel bad about himself âŠ#I didnât mean to I swear I would never đ he just misunderstood me is all đ#Muslim Girls CANT TOUCH ANY GUY INCLUDING HANDSHAKES FISTBUMPS ETC#pls ⊠why are guys trying to fist bump me I am not a bro đ#I Ran out of the lab basically#my mum when I told her the story she was sympathising w him more than me and said I should get over it !!!!#girl ⊠I cannot stand men ⊠even the normal ones creep me out to some extent#Iâve been shut out from them for centuries everyone wants a token goody two shoes good girl#who doesnât talk to boys until sheâs thrust into said mixed environment and is expected to deal with it how about no âŠ#dora daily#yeah I dislike every male idk they make me feel weird ? itâs hard to explain đ#it wouldnât be that deep if everyone didnât slaughter malala for the handshake UGHHH ID RATHER JUST SHAKE HIS HAND WHY IS THIS AN ISSUE#like on one hand I couldâve said hey Iâm not allowed in my religion but doesnât that just sound like rlly bad ?#the only thing I managed to tell him was after I stared at him like a deer in headlights was âuh âŠ. I ⊠canâtâ#and he was like wdym you canât LIKE LOOKING UPSET đ#I DONT DO WELL WITH MAKING PPL UPSET IM SOBBING#I hope he didnât take it personally itâs just đđđ#anyways time to shut up !!!
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bff james w no boundaries â his main love language is physical touch and that includes biting,, like đ youâll just be minding ur own business n heâll bite your shoulder or anywhere really.
hope ur doing well angel. â€ïž
"Here, Remus," You offer up a spoon of blueberry tart to the teenage werewolf, unphased by now at the closeness of your friends. Perhaps at eleven you'd be worried about swapping cooties when sharing spoons, but now you're only worried about plumping Remus's gaunt frame up again before the next full moon.
You extend the spoon towards Remus but in doing so you have to bypass James who's sitting beside you on the bench. You'd expected him to fake a lunge for the sweet, but when he opens his mouth and sinks his teeth into what's in front of him it happens to be the flesh of your arm.
"Hey-ow!" You yelp, and despite your word choice, it doesn't really hurt. It's more of a grasp than it is a bite, just enough force to pin your arm between James's infuriatingly perfect teeth.
"Prongs," Sirius's face screws up in what you're sure is a mix of embarrassment and confusion at his friend's behavior, but perhaps there's a slight possibility of fear there, too. Fear that James has become a cannibal and the boy with the bed next to his will suffer tonight.
"That's good." James retracts his bite as quickly as he'd dished it out, smacking his lips like there'd been something swallowed and enjoyed, "That's good arm."
"You're a freak." Remus drawls, finally taking the tart from your spoon and letting the flavors wash over his tongue, "Pads and I are supposed to be the biters. Deer are just supposed to run away from everything."
"That's not true." James defends his animagus with a passion while Sirius snickers across the table, "Deer fight with their antlers. Sometimes deer fight so hard that their antlers come off. And deer do bite sometimes, thank you very much."
"Only during mating season." Sirius references the copious research they'd each done into their animal counterparts, "Don't steal another page from the dog book and start humping her leg, Prongs."
"It is not my mating season!" James exclaims, just a bit too loud for the social setting you're in. Your cheeks are blazing but thankfully James is making a fool of himself enough that no one is studying you. "I'm simply overcome with the urge to sink my teeth into people when I'm feeling particularly fond of them. Y/N's making sure Moony's stomach isn't flatter than his ribcage, and I appreciate that. Only a good woman shares her blueberry tart. Hence," He grins, more of a baring of his teeth than a smile, "I bite."
He leans down to take a chunk out of your shoulder this time, and you feel the sharp-but-gentle pricking of his teeth even through three layers of clothing.
You have the time and the power to raise your shoulder and clock James in the teeth with your bone. But you refrain, and perhaps that's why Sirius finally latches onto you instead of James.
"Careful, darling." He warns, his own canines glinting in the candlelight above, "Deer can go rabid. I'd make sure you're not contaminated with his saliva if I were you."
"Too late." James grumbles around the meat of your shoulder, raising his head quicker than you can react to lick a fat, wet stripe across your face, "I'm not rabid, Pads. But I can see why you dogs do the licking thing. It's not bad."
"Yes it is." You decide, smearing away his sticky spit with the sleeve of your button-up, feeling the phantom sensation of his teeth on your skin, "And if you do it again I'll bite you back."
"Kinky, you two." Sirius kicks you beneath the table, a wicked grin on his face, "Remus, I think we should take our meal elsewhere. Prongs and Y/N are about to start necking right in front of the pastries, and that's not the glaze I prefer on my donuts."
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i like the idea that bruce just shows up to league meetings with his birds with absolutely no explanation offered
i mean this man frequently stalks his coworkers and knows everything that's happening in their personal lives and i think he'd forget that HE is the weird one for doing it and not everybody automatically knows when he's acquired a new child
so he just shows up at the watchtower with a new bird and literally says nothing about it . just sits at his chair with the latest robin standing next to him and literally doesn't acknowledge that anything is different and it gets even more confusing when they change their costumes and names đ
like
20-something bruce: and containing this may be a matter of-flash did you have a question
barry: uh. yeah. sorry, what is that?
20-something bruce: (glancing at 9 yr old dick who has been next to him for 45 minutes) that's robin. obviously. as i was saying,
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early 30s bruce, who hasn't shown up with a robin for a few years, entering with a nightwing and a jason todd robin:
barry:
diana:
hal:
j'onn:
bruce: what.
hal:
hal: do you like clone them or
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mid 30s bruce, quietly talking with a clearly-not-sixteen-years-old robin in the corner after being without one for two years:
hal:
diana:
barry:
j'onn:
clark:
bruce:
tim:
bruce: this one followed me
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late 30s bruce zeta-beaming in with a nightwing, a slightly older robin, and an absolutely BUILT man in a red hood:
barry: did you hire a bodyguard
bruce: no.
barry: whos mr red over there
bruce: you don't remember my second one???
barry:
hal:
diana:
j'onn:
clark:
barry: did. did that one not die
jason: got better
-
later 30s bruce, quietly showing around a blonde robin:
hal:
bruce: don't ask.
hal: i didn't say anything
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40 yr old bruce, making intense, unbroken eye contact with a black shadow:
clark, leaning over to talk to tim: what are they doing
tim, not looking up from his fancy ipad: do i look like i know that
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red robin popping in unnanounced in the middle of a league meeting: batman is alive.
barry: who the FUCK are you???
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batman, some minutes later, trailed by what is CLEARLY a new robin: did red robin happen to pass through here????
barry: i have several questions
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no-longer-lost-in-the-time-stream bruce, talking to batgirl, black bat, and the signal:
hal: did you get three more.
bruce: no. just one.
hal: i shouldn't have asked, my bad
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mid 40s bruce wayne, stepping out of the zeta tube: sorry i'm late
diana: not to worry. let's get start-
bruce: i have a few more coming behind me
zeta tube: đđđ
jason: hi
cass: đ
diana:
diana: ok should we st-
zeta tube: đđđ
dick, holding damian like a scowling, sopping wet cat: bruce he's not feeling polite today
damian: HISSS
bruce: okay does he need to go back?
dick: he said he's fine but hes just not feeling polite
diana:
diana: is that the las-
zeta tube: đđđ
steph: b i need a hair tie
diana:
diana: so can-
zeta tube: đđđ
duke: b did i miss rolecall
diana: no, signal, you did not. let's-
zeta tube: đđđ
tim: b alf is mad at you
bruce: why
hal: it's like a fucking clown car
steph: you didn't eat breakfast
tim: you didn't eat breakfast either
steph: shut.
damian: HISSSS
jason: wing. if you do not keep that brat quiet-
dick: hes a BABY!!!!!
duke: you didn't eat breakfast either, timothy
jason: hes a BITCH!!!!!
tim: who the fuck told you????
cass: :)
hal: (storming off, in tears), YOU HAVE TOO MANY CHILDREN.
#got carried away with this but the idea that the jl cannot keep track of all the fucking kids bruce has is so funny to me#dc#batman#batfamily#bruce wayne#batfam#nightwing#robin#dick grayson#red robin#red hood#tim drake#cass cain#jason todd#stephanie brown#damian wayne#duke thomas#spoiler#batgirl#the spoiler#justice league#batkids#elle's original content
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Forget the wags, could you write something about all the drivers having massive small crushes on reader and like thereâs loads of edits on social media of them looking at her with heart eyes or just general ship edits or I mean ship fan fiction that they have to read in a team challenge or something..đ
LATE NIGHT TALKING
pairings: f1 drivers x driver!reader (indirectly)
warnings: swearing. drunk drivers. lando talking about a woman.
authorâs note: I AM BACK FINALLY! also I wrote this in my notes app so pls be patient đđ and this is probs the closest thing Iâll ever write to romance for this series lol
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âOut of all the drivers, who would you date?â Pierre drunkenly, almost-giggly, asked the question to his fellow colleagues.
Charles, George, Lando, Alex, Carlos and Yuki nervously laughed at the shit-faced Frenchman in front of them.
âOut of the entire grid?â Charles wanted clarification.
Pierre nodded. âLike hypothetical, if none of us had partners.â He quickly added.
A silence followed. The seven men thinking of all the possibilities.
âI meanâŠâ Lando was the first one to speak up, every head in the hotel room shooting up at him,
âand this stays between us, right?â He followed up, needing reassurance from the others, who swiftly nodded their heads.
âIf like, I was single, and I could only date one of the drivers⊠I would date Y/N.â He confessed.
His words were met with choruses of âsameâ and âme tooâ. A small, relieved sigh left Landoâs mouth at the othersâ agreement.
âYeah, you guys are cool and all, but Y/Nâs the right answer.â George snickered, awkwardly avoiding eye-contact with the group.
Charles hummed. âIâm also choosing her, but you know, cause Iâm not, uhâŠâ
âFor the other side of the street?â Alex laughed, taking a swig from his drink.
âYeah.â The Monegasqueâs dimples made an appearance, grinning towards the Williams driver.
âI think she would rather die than date one of you guys.â Carlos said, matter-of-fact.
Charles, George and Lando gave him an unimpressed look, despite knowing he was speaking nothing but the truth.
âShe would date me!â The McLaren driver tried saving his own ego and pride.
âShe would not.â The six others immediately shot him down.
Lando scoffed at that, sitting up more straight on the bed. âWhy? Itâs like textbook childhood friends to lovers, or whatever Lily said at that party once.â
âYou kinda sound like you want to date her.â Pierre made eyes at him, causing the younger man to lightly push him away.
âI donât! But Iâm just a little offended that you guys donât think I could, like, you know⊠bag her.â
âBag her? Sheâs not a fucking product.â Alex judged his choice of words, a slight disgusted expression on his face.
âYou know what I mean, Albon.â Lando brushed it off, not having bad intentions. âI just think she would be a nice girlfriend to have.â
âI think so too,â Charles agreed, âsheâs a lot of fun.â
âI mean- you would never get bored with her.â George hesitantly added to the conversation, feeling a little uneasy about imaging himself with his colleague.
âTrue.â The seven of them chorused.
âHey, maybe we should change the topic- itâs getting weirdâŠâ Carlos suggested. The atmosphere in Charlesâ large hotel room having changed drastically ever since the question had been asked.
âYeah, good idea.â Lando cleared his throat, uncomfortably shifting on the bed.
âI would choose Pierre to date.â
âYeah, we know, Yuki.â
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so american ; CL16
pairing(s) ; charles leclerc x american!reader
summary ; in which a trip to monaco turns permenant because of one ferrari racing driver
warnings ; fast paced relationship, smau, google translated french (pls correct anything thatâs wrong) & FLUFFF
note ; lol sorry i lowkey disappeared. anyways. hereâs charles and leo (aka everyoneâs fav duo)
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youruser leo & i might never leave đ„°đČđš
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friend1 monaco is so so beautiful
yourbff you canât leave me here alone in the us
youruser butâŠ
charles_leclerc im stealing her
yourbff youâve know her for 3 weeks
charles_leclerc whats your point ??
friend2 the states miss you come home
friend3 leo has a new lap to sit in????
yourbff i feel cheated on
charles_leclerc iâll make sure you donât leave âșïžâ€ïž
youruser having the best time of my life with youđ«¶
yourbff saying youâre not gonna let her leave is kinda creepy not gonna lieâŠ
charles_leclerc youâre just jealous coz she doesnât wanna go back to the us and wants to stay with me
friend4 you look so happyđ
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cl16updating recent pictures of charles with a puppy, fans who asked him about the dog say his name is leo and he is not charles dog but he is staying with him for a while!! we are also unsure who the girl in his car in the last picture is, if anyone has any idea please share her instagram @ with us!!!!!!!!
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fan1 omg heâs not his dog??? iâm devastated now i wanted leo paddock appearances
fan2 idk maybe if you guys find her instagram @ donât share it,, if charles wanted us to know about her heâd share with us
fan3 if she doesnât want us to know about her maybe she shouldnât hang out with the prince of monaco
fan4 she should be able to hang with whoever she wants. some of yâall are so weird
fan5 imma steal that dog
fan6 that means we probs wonât get leo in the paddockđ
fan7 maybe leo is the girlsâ dog and sheâs a friend of charles visiting him or something idk
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translation 1: âiâll miss you so muchâ
translation 2: âwe can be crazy together, my loveâ
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charles_leclerc added to his close friends story!
charles_leclerc replied to your story
âł you always do baby
âł god youâre so cheesy
âł i hate you
âł can we go back home i miss leo
âł charlie babe leo will be fine by himself for 3 hours
âł i know i know
âł i just love him so much
you replied to charles_leclercâs story
âł CHARLIE DELETE
âł THE DOGS ARE OUTđđđ
âł LEO GOT OUT??????????????? WHERE IS HE ??? IS HE SAFE??? DID SOMEONE FIND HIM??:??;??/??
âł omg baby no leoâs fine iâm sorry for worrying you
âł why would you joke about that
âł i think i nearly had a heart attack
âł youâre more obsessed with leo than me
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f1wagupdates charles and his girlfriend (leoâs mum â we donât know her name) this saturday. the owner of the first pic said that they were out for dinner with pascale, arthur, lorenzo, and their girlfriends.
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user1 she so beautiful oh my god
user2 whereâs leo
user3 girl she doesnât have to take him everywhere
user4 i think her name is y/n⊠my cousin in america said that she looks like someone she used to go to school with
user5 i looked through charlesâ following and he follows a private account with that name @youruser
user6 ooo that could be her fs
user7 did she really leave leo alone.. sheâs a bad owner wtf
user8 leo is a dog heâll be ok by himself for a few hours omg you just want a reason to hate her go touch grass
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charles_leclerc happy gorgeous amazing month âșïžâ€ïž
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user1 CHARLES who is THAT
user2 Y/N CONTENT ON THE MAIN âŒïžâŒïžâŒïž
carlossainz55 whipped
user3 omg is she playing his piano
user4 yes with her feet
youruser love love love you
charles_leclerc chĂ©rieđđ
user4 anyone else think theyâre moving REALLY quicklyâŠ. like i heard theyâre living together already
user5 who CAREEESSSSS
user6 itâs none of our business
yourbff youâre all she talks about oh my GOD
charles_leclerc are you jealous
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youruser âtoo much, too soonâ iâm living with him lol
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yourbff remember when we had conversations that werenât about him
youruser wdym
yourbff i hate him
yourbff youâre OBSESSED with him
yourbff you guys are DISGUSTING
youruser you sound jealous
yourbff i AM. that little french driving man STOLE my best friend
charles_leclerc FRENCH????????
friend1 miss you đ«¶đ«¶
joris__trouche â€ïž
friend2 come visit soon we miss youuuu
friend3 youâre so so so gorgeous
charles_leclerc MON AMOURRR
charles_leclerc YOURE SO BEAUTIFUL I WANNA KISS YOUR FACE
yourbff can you get me a ticket to the miami gp so i can see my wife pls
charles_leclerc no youâre gonna try steal her back
yourbff @youruser ur boyfriend is being mean to me
youruser charlie i lost my miami paddock pass can you get me another one pls but like could you put it under the name y/bff/n y/bff/ln please, for no reasonâșïž
charles_leclerc okay babyđđ
youruser stop it i love you so so much youâre so adorableđ
leclerc_pascale Leo â€ïž
youruser he misses you đ„°
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