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hi u like dont have to but if u still wirte those mha insta things can u do momo x reader shes my girl and i would literally worship the ground she walks on shes the best

i can never leave the mha insta series (/pos)

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momosgfy/n · 10w

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momosgfy/n someone pinch me, there's no way this GODESSS of a woman is dating ME.

yaomomo Love, no need to be pinched. I am absolutely yours and this isn't a dream ❤️ momosgfy/n yaomomo maybe not a dream rn, but I've DEFINITELY dreamed about this before yaomomo momosgfy/n you're so sweet, y/n momosgfy/n yaomomo MWAH MWAH!!!

denkaminari Awww such a cute picture! if you look closely, you can see my hanging from a tree in the background!! momosgfy/n denkaminari what a weird way of saying we're a cute couple!!

yaomomo · 8w

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yaomomo my family took a surprise trip to France. Obviously, I had to bring my favorite girl with us ❤️

momosgfy/n IT WAS SO FUN!! Our dates were the best parts of the trip ❤️❤️❤️❤️ yaomomo momosgfy/n I agree wholeheartedly. Spending time with you is never anything less than enjoyable ❤️ momosgfy/n yaomomo 😭I😭 LOVE 😭YOU😭 SO😭 MUCH😭

uravity oh to have a rich gf v4mpt0ga uravity I can rob a bank :3

izuked you guys are so cute together momosgfy/n izuked tysm!! izuked momosgfy/n I have an analysis of your personalities and quirks and how they both strengthen and affect your relationship positively!! you two are crazy compatible momosgfy/n izuked if you were literally anyone else, i'd think that was weird. But I'm taking that as a compliment

redr1ot i just punched a wall :,)

momosgfy/n · 7w

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momosgfy/n apple picking with most gorgeous girl in the world ❤️

yaomomo youre so sweet love ❤️ thank you for taking me to that orchard momosgfy/n yaomomo literally anytime. I am at your beck and call. Anything you want from me will be in your hands as soon as I can. I love you so much ❤️ yaomomo momosgfy/n that's a little much, but I appreciate your enthusiasm momosgfy/n yaomomo I'd reckon it's not enough. I need to develop a second quirk so I can teleport at the sound of my name from your lips. I need to be Beetlejuice. yaomomo momosgfy/n that sentiment is beautiful, but I love you just the way you are ❤️ momosgfy/n yaomomo 😭I 😭MISS😭YOU😭 yaomomo momosgfy/n my dorm room is open ❤️

tokofumikage thanks for the basket of apples you two. yaomomo tokofumikage it was our pleasure! momosgfy/n tokofumikage of course tokoyami!!!!!!!!

serophane my body is buried under the apple trees, I died from how lonely I am compared to you. momosgfy/n serophane aw ok! buh bye

yaomomo · 5w

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yaomomo she's too beautiful. I hope she can forgive for interrupting our studying to kiss ❤️

momosgfy/n YOURE FORGIVEN. YOU WERE NEVER IN TROUBLE IN THE FIRST PLACE. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOUR KISSES. I'M DEEPLY ENTHRALLED WITH YOU!!! yaomomo momosgfy/n you flatter me, sweetheart ❤️ momosgfy/n yaomomo just speaking my truth baby!!! :DDD ❤️❤️❤️

meenypinkie you two are so cute it makes me violently sick. momosgfy/n meenypinkie why does your friendgroup have such weird ways of complimenting us?? meenypinkie momosgfy/n we'll never know!!

momosgfy/n · 3w

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momosgfy/n this girl is the love of my life. she's my world and the entire universe. our souls are entwined in such a way I could understand her if she was deaf and I was blind. I love you so much, momo. Thank you for giving me the best girlfriend I've ever had ❤️

yaomomo love, you are my muse and the light that guides my world. You're at the center of my universe. Everything I do is because of how much you've inspired an uplifted me. You're always there for me and that fact alone can never be repaid. You've made my days so much brighter by just being by my side. Thank YOU for giving me the best girlfriend ❤️ momosgfy/n yaomomo I'm crying. I love you so much ❤️❤️ yaomomo momosgfy/n my dorm is open ❤️

meenypinkie alright gang, who has their notes ready!! serophane meenypinkie yes ma'am denkaminari serophane goodbye lonely world redr1ot denkaminari it was nice knowing you k.bakugo denkaminari you're all fucking idiots. earjackjirou denkaminari /redr1ot /serophane /meenypinkie stand up already.

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Soulmate | Charles Leclerc Ver.

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Summery: Once you hit puberty, a red string ties both you and your soulmate together until the moment you meet.

Warning: Not edited, nothing else?

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Max Ver. , Oscar Ver. , Lewis Ver.

You live in a world where when a person hits puberty they see a red string. The string is tied to your ring finger on your left hand, and only you get to see the string, well… you and the person on the other side of the string anyway. Your soulmate. It’s like a delicate myth, but it’s real life. There’s a delicate, ethereal thread that connects two souls that are destined to find each other. 

The soulmate string gets tighter and more taught the closer you are to meeting your soulmate, and if you’re one of the lucky ones, the moment you touch your string it sends a ting to your soulmate. Not all soulmates can feel it and not both of them have to. 

And just your luck it seems like you’re one of the ‘lucky’ soulmates who get to feel it, you believe 99% that your soulmate doesn’t share that ability. Because no matter how many times you played with the string your soulmate didn’t touch his. But, he plays with it all the time. Sometimes, too much. Especially when you were younger and couldn’t focus on anything but the tingling going down your body.

One thing about the string is it points in the direction of your soulmate. If you follow the string it’ll lead you straight to your soulmate. It seemed like your soulmate loved travelling, because there’s no way he can be in almost every direction during a week or two, so finding him seemed almost impossible to you. 

You’ve been aware of the string for it seemed like as long as you could remember, life before it seemed to not exist. From when you hit puberty, you could feel the subtle presence that seemed to come and go. A reminder that somewhere out there, someone was connected to you.

Your life in many ways was ordinary. You had a steady job, lived in a comfortable apartment. Spend your free time indulging in your hobbies, going out, meeting friends. Yet there always seemed to be something missing.

It wasn’t that you were unhappy; you simply felt incomplete, like a puzzle with one piece missing. And no matter how much you tried to focus on other things, the string was always there, a quiet reminder that your other half was still out there somewhere.

Then, one morning, everything changed.

You woke up with a holt, your heart racing as if you just ran a marathon. You sat up in bed, breathing heavily, and instinctively placing your hand on your ring finger, where the string was tied. It pulsed with energy, stringer than you’ve ever felt before. The sensation was overwhelming, almost like the string itself was calling you out, urging you to pay attention.

You pulled up your laptop as if you were on autopilot and opened a web page you’ve never opened before, and did something you’ve never done before, all following what the string was urging you to do.

After you’re done and you lean back on the headboard do you think about what you did, you just booked a ticket to a Formula 1 race.

Why? You’ve never seen a race before, never been interested. Just watched the trailer for Drive to Survive on Netflix. But the idea is planted firmly in your head. It wasn’t just a passing thought, and you don’t feel like changing your mind, it was a compulsion, a pull so strong that it felt as if the string itself was guiding you.

This didn’t make sense and yet it felt completely right. The string was humming in approva, telling you that this is the right thing, the right path.

Now you have to book a flight and accommodation to Italy, Monza. It was all happening in a few weeks, everything was super expensive, but you didn’t think about your budget and all the things that you no longer will be able to do. Within minutes, you had booked everything you needed, your heart pounding in a mixture of excitement and nervousness. It was as if you no longer had control and just a passenger being guided by the string.

Over the next few weeks, it was like fate was playing something on you, your social media was filled with everything Formula 1, you kept dreaming of red cars, loud engines and the thrill of speed.  You gravitated towards the colour more than any other time in your life. It was as if the universe was conspiring to ensure you followed the string’s guidance, and you found herself surrendering to it completely.

As the day of the race approached, you couldn’t shake the feeling that something monumental was about to happen. The string was more active than ever, pulling you toward a future you could only imagine. It was different from the tingling you got whenever your soulmate touched the string. However you found yourself doubting it all, what had once seemed like a brilliant and fated decision a few weeks ago now felt reckless and impulsive. You had never been one to do things on a whim, especially to the point of travelling and spending a lot of money on a trip you’ll be on alone.

The strong tugged insistently, refusing to let you back out, every time you opened up to cancel your plans, the tug grew stronger, like a gentle and firm reminder that this was where you were meant to be. The undeniable force, propelling you toward Monza.

Despite this, the anxiety gnawed at you. What if you were making a mistake? What if you got there and nothing happened, no grand revelation, no destined encounter? The string might have been real, but it didn’t come with guarantees or explanations.

And so, with your bags packed and your heart full of anticipation, you set off for Monza, ready to embrace whatever the string had in store for you.

You didn’t know what to expect, but one thing was certain: the string had never led you wrong before. And now, as it pulled you toward the Italian Grand Prix, you knew that you were  about to find out just how powerful the invisible thread could be.

You spent the days leading up to your departure preparing as best you could, though no amount of packing or planning could ease the nervous tension that coiled in your stomach. You packed your bags carefully, choosing outfits that would suit the late summer Italian weather, making sure to include a few pieces that could be considered stylish yet practical, you had no idea what the atmosphere at an F1 race would be like, after all. 

Your friends, while supportive, didn’t quite understand what had driven you to make this decision. 

“An F1 race? I didn’t know you were into that.” One of your closest friends had said, a curious smile on her face when you had mentioned the trip.

“I’m not, really.” You had replied, the words sounding strange even to your own ears. “I just… I don’t know. I feel like I need to be there. It’s hard to explain.”

“Well, who knows? Maybe your string is leading you to someone important.” Your friend had teased, though her eyes had softened with understanding.

“Maybe.” You had echoed, your hand instinctively moving to the spot on your finger where you felt the string the strongest. But you hadn’t told anyone just how intense the pull had become, how the string seemed almost alive with energy, vibrating with anticipation.

The day of your departure arrived, and with it, a wave of nervous excitement. You boarded the plane with your heart pounding, each breath feeling like a step closer to something inevitable. As the plane took off, you closed your eyes and tried to focus on the rhythm of the string, letting it soothe your nerves. It pulsed steadily, a reassuring presence that reminded you weren’t alone in this, someone was on the other end, and they were getting closer with every passing minute.

The day had begun like any other for Charles, but there was a subtle shift in the air that he couldn’t quite place. As he went through his morning routine, something felt different, a lingering sense of anticipation that made his pulse quicken. The sensation wasn’t entirely unfamiliar; he had felt it before, at various points in his life. But today, it was stronger, more insistent, as if something monumental was coming.

He absently tugged at the invisible string that had been a part of his life for as long as he could remember. The string was always there, a quiet reminder that somewhere out in the world, his soulmate was waiting for him. It had been with him through every high and low, through victories on the track and moments of doubt, always steady, always present. It has always brought him comfort.

But today, the string was different. It thrummed with an intensity he had never felt before, like a live wire humming with electricity. Each gentle tug he gave it seemed to amplify the feeling, sending a wave of warmth through his chest. It was almost distracting, pulling his thoughts away from the upcoming race and toward the person on the other end of the string. Whoever they were, they were close. Closer than they had ever been before.

The pull felt urgent, almost impatient, as if it was trying to tell him something. He tried to push the thought aside, focusing on his training, his strategy, but the string wouldn’t be ignored.

Between meetings with the team and media obligations, Charles found himself reaching for the string, giving it a gentle tug as if testing the waters. Each time, he felt an answering pull, faint but unmistakable. It was as if the string was alive, responding to his touch like never before, and with each interaction, the sensation grew stronger. The closer the race day came, the more the string seemed to tighten, almost pulling him off balance.

Charles had heard stories from other drivers about the moment they met their soulmates—how the string had led them, sometimes in the most unexpected ways. He had always believed his time would come, but he hadn’t expected it to be now, in the middle of one of the most important weekends of his career. And yet, the string had never been wrong before. If it was this insistent, it could only mean one thing: his soulmate was near.

The thought filled him with a strange mix of excitement and nervousness. What if they were right here, in Monza? What if he was about to meet the person who was connected to him by this invisible thread, the person who was meant to complete him? 

That night, after a long day of preparations, Charles lay in bed, staring up at the ceiling of his hotel room. The hum of the city outside was a comforting backdrop, but his thoughts were miles away. The string was taut now, almost vibrating with energy, and he could feel it deep in his chest. There was no mistaking it anymore, something life-changing was about to happen, and it was coming fast.

He closed his eyes, letting his hand rest over his ring finger, where the string was most palpable. The connection was strong, almost as if the person on the other end was reaching out to him, trying to bridge the gap between them. He tugged on the string once more, feeling the now familiar warmth spread through him, and this time, the pull was even stronger, almost desperate.

A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth as he thought about the possibilities. Whoever they were, wherever they were, they were close, so close that he could almost feel their presence. The anticipation was almost unbearable, but it was a good kind of tension, the kind that made his heart race in the best way possible.

Charles drifted off to sleep with the string still humming in his chest, the last thought on his mind being the image of meeting his soulmate, finally seeing the person who had been connected to him all these years. The person who, in some inexplicable way, had always been a part of his life.

By the time you arrived in Italy, the string was humming with energy. The warm, late summer air greeted you as you stepped out of the airport, a stark contrast to the cool anxiety that clung to your skin. Monza was just a short train ride away, and the closer you got, the more the string seemed to tighten, as if your soulmate was moving as well, drawing closer.

When you finally arrived at the race venue, you were overwhelmed by the sheer size and scale of everything. The roar of engines, the excited chatter of thousands of fans, it was all a sensory overload. The red of Ferrari catching your eye. The same shade of red you’ve been dreaming of.

You moved through the mass of people, clutching your pass around your neck, trying to steady your racing heart. The string was in control now, pulling you, almost guiding your steps as you navigated through the chaos. It was a strange sensation, like being led by an invisible hand, and you found yourself trusting it completely. You followed the pull without question, weaving through the crowded as if you new exactly what you were doing, and where you’re going.

The closer you got to the paddock area, the stronger the pull became. It was no longer just a gentle tug but a firm and insistent force that you could never ignore. Your pace quickened, your heart pounding. You didn’t know what you were looking for, but you knew you were close, closer than you had ever been before.

And then, suddenly, you felt it. A strong, unmistakable tug on the string, as if someone on the other end was pulling you forward. You stopped dead  in your tracks, startled by the intensity of the sensation. It was as if the world around you had shifted, the noise and chaos of the race fading into the background as the string took centre stage. 

And then you weren’t moving of your own merit, it was literally as if someone got a hold of the soulmate string and was pulling on it, your hand in the air and you were walking, so you wouldn’t fall straight onto your face. Each step felt heavy with anticipation of what will meet you on the other end of the string.

And then, just as you rounded a corner, you were stopped by security. A large, stern-faced guard held up a hand, barring your path. “I’m sorry, miss, this area is restricted.” He said, his tone firm but polite.

Your heart sank, and it took everything in you to not take a step forward when the next tug came. You could feel your soulmate, just out of reach. Panic began to set in, as you tried to explain, the words tumbling out in a frantic rush.

“Please, you don't understand.” You pleaded. “ I have to get through, My soulmate is inside, and the string is pulling me.”

The guard frowned, clearly sceptical. “I can’t let you in without the proper pass. I’m sorry, but you’ll have to turn back.”

But you didn’t turn around, you couldn’t. The next pull had you walking a few steps forwards.

“Please, please, just let me through, I need to find my soulmate.”

“Look, we get that a lot, the fans always come trying to act as if one of the drivers is their soulmates when it’s clearly not.” The guard said and another one came to see what was going on, both blocked your path completely.

“I’m not a-” You’re cut off but a hard tug, the guards hold your biceps to stop you from moving. 

“What the…” The second guard trails off, your legs aren’t moving but your upper body is being pushed by an invisible force. The guards share a look, this is real, your soulmate is inside. “Go with her, I’ll stay here.”

“Thank you, thank you.” You told them and followed the string. The guard walked by your side, your heart skipped a beat in thought that you’ll finally meet your soulmate.

The paddock was a flurry of activity, with team members rushing about, media personnel setting up cameras, and the roar of engines echoing through the area. For most, it was just another thrilling race day at Monza, but for Charles, today felt different. The string tugged at him with a force that was nearly overwhelming, its intensity far beyond anything he had ever felt before. 

It was like a constant thrum in his chest, an insistent reminder that something, someone, was close. Every nerve in his body was attuned to it, and he couldn’t focus on anything else. He had tried to go through the usual pre-race motions, but his concentration kept slipping. His thoughts were consumed by the string and the strange sense of anticipation that had been building for days.

Charles wandered through the paddock most of the day, pretending to be busy, but his mind was elsewhere. He kept glancing around, searching for something he couldn’t name. He tugged at the string absently, the familiar gesture now charged with an electric energy. Each pull was met with an answering force, stronger than ever, as if the person on the other end was tugging back, trying to reach him.

Carlos and his team noticed his distracted state, but none of them said anything. They knew Charles well enough to understand that something significant was going on, though they couldn’t begin to guess what it might be. 

Charles paused for a moment, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath. He needed to get a grip on himself, he had a race to focus on. But no matter how hard he tried, the string wouldn’t let him go. Charles allowed himself to follow the tugging of the string, he got out of the garage and into the pitlane, the string wasn’t loose on the ground anymore, it was taught, touching it softly, Charles just followed his heart and started pulling. It looked strange to those standing around him but he just pulled, he didn’t care.

The tugging grew worse the more you walked. You definitely gained more than a few weirded out looks from people standing and walking around. You came out onto the pitlane and followed the string through a few people standing around, and then you saw it. Right there is your soulmate, he’s pulling on the sting with a cute but confused look on his face.

“You can stop pulling now.” You say once you were close enough so he could hear you. Charles looks up at the sound of your voice, his heart skipping a beat, there you stood. The most beautiful thing he’s ever seen, the sun was coming up from behind you, making you shine. 

You weren’t prepared for the sight of the man standing before you, the man who was connected to you by the same string that had been with you for so many years.

The world seemed to fade away, the noise of the paddock reduced to a distant hum as the two of you stared at each other in disbelief. The string shimmered between you, a tangible symbol of the connection that had always been there, just waiting for the right moment to bring them together. 

Charles followed the string on your finger to his, making sure that you’re his actual soulmate, even though the fact that he can see the string in the first place is an indication of  your connection.

Charles took a tentative step forward, the string tugging at him with a gentle insistence. The tension in the string eased slightly, as if satisfied that its work was nearly done.

Finally, Charles found his voice. “It’s you.” He said softly, the words coming out almost as a whisper. “You’re the one.”

You nodded, unable to speak past the lump in your throat. You could feel the truth of his words in every part of your being. The sting is shorter than it’s ever been, brighter than it’s ever been.

As his fingers brushed the glowing thread, it dissolved into a soft light, disappearing from view but leaving behind a deep, unbreakable bond. The moment your hands touched, a surge of warmth flooded through both of you, a sensation of completeness that neither had ever felt before. It was as if a missing piece had finally clicked into place, and you were whole for the first time in your lives. When did he even get this close?

For a long moment, neither of you spoke. You simply stood there, gazing at each other, the reality of what happened sinking in. The noise of the paddock fading even further into the background until it was just the two of you. Looking at your hands, you see the last of the string dissolve into nothing, and in its place a tattoo-like line wrap around your finger where the string once was, the mark on  your finger an exact replica to the one that made itself at home on Charles’ finger.

For a brief moment, it was as though time had stopped. But soon, reality began to seep back in. The sounds of the paddock returned to normal, the chatter of people, the hum of engines, and the distant roar of the crowd became more prominent. Yet even as the world resumed its usual pace, you and Charles remained locked in the orbit of their newfound connection.

"Would you like to... go somewhere quieter?" Charles finally asked, his voice gentle, almost hesitant. Despite his fame and confidence on the track, this moment felt far more significant, and he was suddenly unsure of himself in a way he hadn’t been in a long time.

You nodded, grateful for the suggestion. “Yes, that would be nice.” You replied softly, your voice still trembling with emotion. It’s then that you notice the amount of people standing around you that saw what had just happened. You have no idea why they were all watching the two of you with intensity.

Charles led you through the busiest parts of the garage, with practised steps. Once you were alone in his driver’s room, Charles turned to face you, his expression a mixture of awe and uncertainty.

“I don’t even know where to start.” He admitted with a slight chuckle. “This is… well, it’s a lot.”

“It is.” You smiled feeling a little more at ease now that you were away from the chaos. “I’ve imagined this moment so many times, but now that it’s here, I don’t know what to say.”

“It’s a bit much.” Charles takes your hand in his as if he’s been doing it for years, it all felt familiar, yet new and warm. “Have you always liked Formula 1?”

“No, I was never interested until a couple months ago when I woke up and booked the tickets.” You confess suddenly feeling shy. “All I know is from the few videos I watched since booking the tickets.”

“So… Do you know who I am?... That sounded a bit like I'm arrogant." Charles' face went red, he rubbed the back of his neck feeling embarrassed by how the words came out.

"No, no, not at all." You tell him with a soft smile. "I feel a bit embarrassed that I don't."

"Don't be, that means we'll get to know each other from... well, each other." Charles squeezes your hand and you smile and nod.

"I guess we will." Your smile was blinding, Charles can't believe he's spent all his life without having you in it, now that he met you it feels like he just started living, this is a feeling unlike any he felt before. You look around and realise something. "You know red has been such a big colour in my life for so long, but recently the presence of red has been overly so."

"I guess it's because I bleed Ferrari." Charles said.

"What exactly do you do?" You asked him, looking at his clothes, he was just wearing a Ferrari team shirt and jeans.

"I uh, I drive for Scuderia Ferrari." Your mouth makes an 'O' shape and you nod to yourself.

"You're one of the 20 drivers?" Charles lets out a yeah, his smile didn't drop from his face. "We'll have to sit down so you can explain everything to me."

"We will, after I win for you today." Charles promised you, your eyes went wide.

“Do you have to go? You don't have to stay with me, I have tickets for the FIA hospitality." You say pointing at the pass around your neck.

“Not happening, you'll stay in Ferrari, I'll get you a pass before I have to go in a bit." Charles didn't want to let you go and it was obvious. "Give me your phone, just in case."

“Want to get my number already." You tease him before you unlock your phone and give it to him, he puts in his number and calls himself. Charles takes you out of his room, his hand in yours, gaining smiles from everyone he meets. Charles is loved by anyone that has ever come in contact with him, so seeing him with his soulmate makes everyone happy for him. You're given a soulmate pass, teams always had those on hand just in case something like this happens.

Charles leaves you with Rebecca, Carlos' girlfriend, before he has to go. You admit to her your ignorance when it comes to Formula one, she takes it on herself to explain the basics. Charles comes over before he has to get onto the track for the start of the race, and pulls you in for a hug. You sigh in content and return his hug, feeling warm and happy.

"Good luck." You say smiling up at him, your eyes taking his in.

"Thank you." He says, kisses your cheek before he leaves, your face goes red. Rebeca bumps her shoulder with yours and gives you a teasing smile.

“Wait, he's first.” It takes you longer than those around you to realise what has happened.

“Yes! Oh my god!” Rebeca is excited, this is a big win for the Tifosi, currently Ferrari is 1 and 3 and there's 3 more laps to go. “This is Ferrari's home race, this means so much to the team and fans.”

You all watch the last few laps with baited breath, when Charles crosses the line, the garage erupts in cheers, jumping, clapping, and patting on backs. It's chaotic.

“Come on, we get to meet them in Parc Ferme.” Rebeca takes your hand in hers and pulls you with her through the crowd, leading you to the front of the barriers, Lewis in second place is the first to come back followed by Carlos. Carlos jumps from his car and runs to the team, they shout and pull him up so he's part crowd surfing before they place him down, he then goes to Rebeca for a hug and kiss. Meanwhile Charles comes back, he stands in the car with his arms up in celebration, the whole crowd cheers, the team cheers, you clap and smile at your soulmate, you feel his happiness from where you stood, you don't know if it's because of the mate bond or whatever but you feel it. Charles jumps from his car and launches himself into the arms of the team, they pull him up and higher than Carlos, cheering and screaming, they place him down before too long and pat his back in congratulations, Charles looks around until his eyes fall on you, his eyes are scrunched under the helmet no doubt he's smiling. He takes it off while he walks toward you, with determent steps. Charles only hesitates for a second when he's stood in front of you before he puts his hands on your cheeks; they're so big, his fingers are in your hair. You lean in and up and Charles meets you halfway. You've known each other for barely any time, but you're soulmates, you're meant to be. The feeling you get once your lips touch is unlike any you've ever felt before, it was like you were connected, like you could feel his emotions and he could feel yours in that moment. Everything was amplified.

"My lucky charm." Charles says once he pulls back and places his forehead on yours.

"Good thing you're stuck with me then." You say breathless and smile, Charles returns the smile, another kiss and he's pulled away from you for the weighting, interviews and then the podiums, before more interviews and ending with debrief.

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A/N: Hi! I was wondering if I can request Izuku midoryia dating katsuki bakugos twin sister!reader whos the complete opposite of him? Like sweet, kind and caring and can it be dating hc’s please and thank you!

Notes: Written as a SMAU cause i'm obsessed with those rn. pretty short and sweet. Bakugo is very overprotective and reminds me of my own brothers.

Taglist: @moonlit-koraline @camvrin @whitneys-favorite-slut @izuruswhore @das-jaim3

@kozuwhore

[baxndaid]

5 -> 6 (here) -> 7

sally face gc but it’s just my actual gc (and i poorly photoshopped sf in) enjoy… i will be working on requests soon!!

mild nsfw ⚠️

[ar1suu]

UNDERST☆ND — ( streamer!scara x fem!idol!reader )

synopsis. when the famous streamer Scaramouche, reveals being in a long term relationship with a mysterious person, no one thought he would be married to the famous idol, YN.

or in which yn and kuni are the perfect couple and they show it.

PARING! kunikuzushi x fem!reader / husband!kuni x wife!reader / streamer!kuni x idol!reader

( genre : married au!, slice of life, modern au!, fluff, smau, comedy, lil to no angst ) | playlist!

featuring! Kunikuzushi, Hutao, Lumine, Childe, Kazuha, Xiao + random cameos of other idols

warnings! s3x jokes, curse words

status! on-hold

taglist! open

started: 24/ 07/ 23

finished: ??/ ??/ ??

take you by the

hand you’re the

only one who

understands.

PROFILES!

⍟ me & my husband | ⍟ yncara shippers!

CHAPTERS!

⎯ STREAM 0 ➤ he’s married?!?

⎯ SREAM 1 ➤ oh, I didn’t expect that

⎯ STREAM 2 ➤ Q&A?

✮ 2.25 ( interview )

✮ 2.5 ( interview )

⎯ STREAM 3 ➤ streaming???

⎯ STREAM 4 ➤ special cameo

⎯ STREAM 5 ➤ new release

⎯ STREAM 6 ➤ who?

⎯ STREAM 7 ➤ welcome home

⎯ STREAM 8 ➤ home

⎯ STREAM 9 ➤ chats

⎯ STREAM 10 ➤ tbd

taglist!

@nillajhayne @aeongiies @scaramoo @alatusorrow @ainnofinway @lxkeeeee @lyzisbitchingagain @cofijelli @sakiimeo @beriiov @yukii-1 @yelleloww @nnasv @k1an4a @kiokiee @kyon-cherri @kokoscutie @ashurzs @kunikya @reivelmin @gyuhairclips @moonplethxra @yuminako @fangygf @phoenix-eclipses @deepdinosaurwizard @hiraetvh

[ ask to be added to the taglist! ]

[fairykazu]

born to say youre mine forced to say idgaf!! with scaramouche

cw: situationship, kys jokes, oomf to lovers

masterlist

[forzaferraris]

UH OH ! cl16 .

[ masterlist . series masterlist . part i ]

PAIRING : charles leclerc x female reader TYPE : smau & written

WARNINGS : (chapters will have their own specific warnings, these are just the general warnings.) cheating, not on reader. established! relationship charles x oc. coarse language. age gap! reader is 22. smut, chapters will be marked as such, minors do not interact. set during the 2023 f1 season. multi chapter fic. a gross abundance of italics. charles inability to accept the hard truth within his relationship. negative social media comments. poorly made manips. barely famous reader.

FACECLAIM : reader will be portrayed by madison beer

SUMMARY : there are a lot of things in life to regret. like your eighteenth birthday, drinking more than you knew you could handle, the aftermath of blue-coloured vomit and the killer headache the morning after; or perhaps that time you find yourself being all too easily agreeable to attending your friend's partners birthday . . . you shouldn't have met him. still, you did, and now here you are. . . feeling all too foolish.

TABLE OF CONTENTS : estimated dates are subject to change due to my schedule. chapter one — gorgeous ( wednesday february 7th ) chapter two — untitled ( undecided ) chapter three — untitled ( undecided ) chapter four — untitled ( undecided )

authors note : this is very much a work in progress, i'm putting feelers out for interest whilst i draft the first chapter, hope y'all enjoy ! — add yourself to the taglist here !

[okkotsuus]

RANDOM TEXTS PT. 1 (JJK) !

features: satoru g. suguru g. nanami k. toji f. choso. sukuna r.

contents: smau. suggestive remarks. sukuna is himself. toji is himself. gambling. felt kinda bad for leaving you all hanging so have this ig.

okkotsuus 23

[ladydigianna]

trying out haikyuu smau !!

note: please please please send some requests

[obsesssedblerd]

jjk smau where reader is a virgin please? i just know that you would write it in a way that's not weird or creepy 💜💜

hi love, could u clarify? like, is reader asking them to take their virginity or are THEY (politely and without pressure) asking reader about them being a virgin? if you see this, let me know! 💕

[nanaminokanojo]

THAWING ICE QUEEN (part 21)

–one night of fooling around with the annoying campus king gojo satoru (he thinks so), turns into...well, something else more long term

CHARACTERS: gojo satoru x you | geto suguru | jjk characters

GENRE: college au | eventual smut | smau | smau + prose | everything in between | ons | fubus to lovers | aged-up characters | idk where this is going

⚠️ TW/CW: strong/mature language | 🔞 | mentions of alcohol, smoking, etc. | this will most likely have narrations | god-awful pet names | will add more if something arises

MASTERLIST | CHAPTER INDEX

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TAGS LIST: @arxliana @neeneee @charlie-xo @aelynaneedsalottathing @arizzu @cloudxp @justpuddinglol @mikkies @nyfwyeonjun

© ORIGINAL WORK BY nanaminokanojo. CHARACTERS ARE INSPIRED BY GEGE AKUTAMI'S JUJUTSU KAISEN. [20230809]

[https-milo]

' IM GLAD YOU'RE MY FRIEND..! '

Texts with the MHA boys after hanging out (pre-relationship)

includes!

Izuku Midoriya, Shoto Todoroki, Katsuki Bakugo, Eijiro Kirishima, Denki Kaminari

m. list / next part

IZUKU!

SHOTO!

KATSUKI!

EIJIRO!

DENKI!

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© https-milo. please do not repost, steal, copy, or modify my works!

[hyugaswhore]

ᴛʜᴇ ᴇx-ꜰɪʟᴇꜱ ꜰᴛ. ʟᴇᴠɪ ᴀᴄᴋᴇʀᴍᴀɴ ✦ total drama island

college dropouts | vip lounge | total drama island

ꜱʏɴ✦ᴘꜱɪꜱ after the sudden news of your ex's engagement, you aired out your grievances without a second thought. and oh, that wasn't your burner account?

[kookie-doughs]

Happy Meal

Hawks / Keigo Takami X Reader

-As a young mother YN didn't know what to do when the number 2 hero had taken the last happy meal that her son so desperately want.

Chapter 15: Caught

"Hawks!" You called for his attention.

He snapped from his thoughts and turned to you.

You had Sato in your arms as you walked over to him.

His smile evident and he was excited. He needed a break from all this work and you were an effective one.

He opened his arm and he slowly flew to you two.

"What are you both doing here." He asked with a smile while Sato gave his cheek a kiss.

He faught himself to kiss you at that time. So he just laughed.

"Sato was bored home."

"Hawks-san..." A bird like person had came up.

"Tokoyami!" Hawks cheered.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to interrupt. I'll go back on patrol. Mrs. Hawks." He greeted and dashed off.

You blushed and so did Hawks.

Sato asked to get down.

"Hungy"

You and Hawks laughed.

"Lead the way little guy."

He giggled and ran with his little steps. Hawks beside you all you could take notice was his hand debating whether to hold yours or not you chuckled and took his hand.

Intertwining your fingers you got closer hugging his arm.

"Mamaaaa!" Sato jumped up and down he points at McDonald's across the street.

Hawks let go of your hand and got Sato's you took his other hand.

The three of you cross and get to McDonald's.

You three ordered. And Sato was excited for his Happy Meal.

You ate your ice cream and Sato excitedly opened his toy.

You then saw something a familiar looking toy. It had a grayish blue haired toy full of wrinkles and had red eyes. You froze and Hawks immediately snatched it from Sato and ran to the counter.

Your breath shook. He found you after all.

Sato looked at you and at the box.

"Haws too mah toy... mama?"

Hawks came back wary. He picked up Sato.

"Let's go."

You look at him. Of course he knew.

You got up and he didnt bother taking the food with fear it mightve been tampered with.

"Hawks what happened..."

"The cashier was tied up in the back passed out. While I was getting back to you i see him come out of the kitchen."

You held Sato tighter. Hawks was flying so fast to somewhere you didn't know.

Before you could ask something flew past you. You froze and at the street was a Nomu.

"Hawks!"

He grimaced and tried to go faster. The nomu jumped trying to get a hold of you three, Hawks being faster got to avoid it.

Then you see a floating man with a mask. Not long later another nomu materialise in front of him.

Hawks cussed and dodged the nomu but the nomu on the street had grabbed your foot.

Sato cried at the chaos and the nomu holding you screeched. Hawks cut on the hand, not damaging it but making it let go.

He flew higher and faster.

"Please!" He hissed. His wings flapping in such a hurry.

You look back on the ground and you see multiple people in a black and white body suit all with the same muscular built chasing after you.

"We need to talk to you!" They all say.

Hawks was then halt when blue fire blocked you. At the street stood a man his hand on the sky the fire coming out of it.

You three were surrounded.

Then you feel something behind you. You quickly react tossing Sato to Hawks.

He caught Sato and turned to you in fear. He was too late.

The portal had sucked you in and a smirk from grayish blue man was all he caught before the portal vanished.

The people after him had started disappearing. And he was left on the sky holding a sobbing child.

"Y/N..."

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[wrapmeinatortilla]

Chapter 9 - Jungwon’s Persistent Migraine

There are three things Y/n knows for certain:

1.) Danielle is her best friend

2.) Her favorite color is pink

3.) And the seven guys showing up in her dreams are hot as hell

When y/n starts college at her dream university, Decelis Academy, her dreams start to fade into reality. Things that are hidden come to light and she starts wishing some would have stayed in the shadows.

Alternatively, you’re thrown into a world of supernatural beings. Are they friends, foes, or lovers? The choice is yours.

Reblogs are appreciated <3

Chapter 8 ~ Chapter 10

[ar1suu]

UNDERST☆ND — (streamer!scara x fem!idol!reader)

synopsis. when the famous streamer Scaramouche, reveals being in a long term relationship with a mysterious person, no one thought he would be married to the famous idol, YN.

1. oh, i didn’t expect that

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