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jeansplaytoy · 9 months

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“Ain’t Shit.” - c.springer

(part two here.) (part four here.)

part 3

you and connie always get into what seems like your final argument.

more arguing, mentions of violence, heavy weed smoking, cursing, overthinking, angst.

you weren’t scared of connie.

i mean, he always promised to never hurt you in any way you wouldn’t want or any way where it was out of pure violence. and he always kept that promise, even when you two were on and off. even when you were on bad terms or even when he was so mad at you, he didn’t even wanna speak to you.

and you hated yourself a little for questioning whether he was gonna keep that promise tonight.

so you were in the passenger side of ony’s car. he didn’t trust you enough with your own, making sasha and mikasa drive yours to your house.

you stared at the floor of the car, resting your elbow on the door. your nail had a bandaid around it. “you good?” ony glanced over at you. your left hand rested between your thighs for comfort. you nodded. your outfit had went from a party outfit to just that same crop top and a pair of shorts.

“why you lookin all depressed and shit?” he asked again, eyes on the road. “i’m not.” you spoke back. ony frowned and looked at you. “nah, for real? cus i ain’t never seen yo ass like this.” he played with his earring as one hand was on the steering wheel. “why are you tryna make it seem like it’s not normal to be quiet?” you chuckled a little to brush away the unintentional sad look on your face.

“that shit ain’t normal for you.” he mumbled. you looked at him and stared for a while.

“you think connie mad at me?” you asked. “connie? oh hell yeah, that niggas is pissed. like straight up.” he answered. you smacked your lips. “ony, i’m being for real.” you furrowed your eyebrows.

“what? you think i’m not?”

you paused. “…you serious?”

“what i just say.” he looked at you.

you frowned at him and rolled your eyes. “you really make me sick, bro.” you mumbled. “so you regret what you did.” he said. “hell naw. he cheated on me and tried to make me jealous, i only flirted with one nigga since we stopped talking.” you defended yourself, but ony hummed mid sentence.

“but the thing is, you fucked wit’ the opps.” he corrected you. you squinted. “okay so it’s good that he can cheat but i can’t fuck with somebody he don’t like? you saw him flirting with another bitch right there.” you sat up a little.

“he was flirting with somebody you don’t like, he wasn’t flirting with one of yo’ opps. that’s different. and fucked up.”

you stared at him again before sighing and sitting back. “i’m not even bouta talk to you right now.” you said. ony shrugged and sat back, resting his arm on the door.

ony was always like your big brother, and you always went to him when mikasa and sasha weren’t available. especially about connie, he’s the one that kept getting y’all back together in the first place. but you hated to be told the right thing. he spoke his mind, only sugar coated a little to not make you mad, but you just despised when someone told you something different from your original thought.

you knew he was telling the truth tho.

you stayed silent the whole ride until he finally made it to his house, where everybody else was, normally after every party. you got out the car, walking up to the door and opening it, waiting for him when you went behind the stairs.

he walked in front of you, opening the basement door. like just at the party, your nose filled with the scent of weed. you slowly walked in behind him, all eyes on you.

“y/nnn!” sasha smiled, waving you over to her. you smiled and waved back. mikasa was sitting beside eren and jean was beside armin, they were cracking silent jokes, seemingly.

“this one got all mad in the car when i tried to tell her right from wrong.” ony nudged the back of your head. you smacked his hand and rolled your eyes. “that’s why she always getting into a fight.” eren said while rolling up a blunt.

you sat beside sasha while grabbing the blunt from her, hitting it for a few seconds before exhaling and putting your phone in your lap.

the whole basement went silent as everyone did their thing. but what you didn’t dare to do was look up in front of you, because you’d be looking straight at connie. and you could tell he was piercing holes in your forehead as you picked your phone up again to find something to distract yourself with.

“so… what happened? between you and brooklyn. i mean— i saw everything but… y’know.” sasha said. “she beat her ass, that’s what happened.” jean mumbled, passing his blunt to armin while armin played some game on his phone.

“it’s really nothing now. i don’t care bout her.” you shrugged. “really.” ony raised his eyebrow. “ony shut up.” mikasa laughed as you grabbed the blunt you and sasha shared again. “nah she was so quick to beat her ass and wanna act like a baby now.” he chuckled a little while glancing at you.

“okay you act like you don’t be fighting a lot.” you looked at him. “i fight when i have to, not when i feel like i want to.” he mumbled before grabbing a bottle of tequila and drinking it.

“well she was being a bitch.” you mumbled with a shrug.

everyone went silent once again. and your eyes, who apparently have a mind of their own, moved over to connie who stared at you with low, bored eyes of his own.

the stare held for a good couple seconds. you didn’t know what he was thinking or what he wanted to say, but when ony moved over to sit beside him, you looked at sasha, who looked at you and then connie.

“y’all not gon’ try to make up?” armin suddenly spoke, glancing at you and connie.

“i’m not finna keep apologizing for stuff that don’t even be my fault.” connie said, slouching down on the circular couch. you squinted at him.

“don’t do that.” you mumbled while blowing smoke. “what? defend myself for the… fifth time?” he cocked his head back a little. you frowned. “connie, you act like you wasn’t rubbing all up on her ass and shit.” you sat up and held your hand out.

“y/n, you was kissing on floch and shit. dude was grabbing yo ass and shit. now if it was any other mu’fucka then i’d let that shit slide. but yo ass fuckin wit the opps.” he sat up. “might as well be one.”

you raised your eyebrows and your lips parted a little. “oh that’s what we doin now? nigga-“

“cut that shit out now, talk like adults.” jean waved at both of you.

“i don’t give a fuck.” you frowned. “shit, and you think i do?” connie laughed a little. that laughing shit pissed you off, especially when you was being deadass. you stared at him for a few seconds before standing up. “i’m finna get a drink.” you mumbled before walking towards the door.

you walked upstairs from the basement before walking to onys kitchen, going in the fridge to get a bottle of water.

why couldn’t you just be high?

“she piss me off with that shit bro.” connie mumbled, already getting mad. everybody looked at him. “you know how she is connie, she get mad easy, you get mad easy, y’all need to stop that shit.” mikasa shook her head, mixing some of her wine with orange juice, trying not to get too waisted again.

“straight up. y’all need to stop all that arguing and then fucking two hours after. ‘shit don’t make you happy, cus two days later yall finna be arguing bout the same shit.” jean spoke, eyes slowly getting pink from the smoke that burned his eyes from time to time.

connie stared at the floor. “i gotta piss.” he stood up to walk out of the basement.

you closed the fridge, opening the bottle of water to drink a little. “not tryna get drunk.” you whispered to yourself before downing the water.

you heard the bathroom door close as you leaned on the counter, wiping some water that dripped down the corner of your lips. you swallowed the last bit before staring down at the counter, exhaling and biting your lip.

you heard a noise behind you before turning your head, seeing connie.

you stared at each other for a couple seconds.

“what you doin in here?” you asked. “came to get space. thought you would’ve been back in the basement by now.” he said, opening the fridge to get a bottle of water. you stared at him and his movements, unintentionally backing away a little as he closed the refrigerator.

he paused and looked at you. “what’s wrong witchu?” he asked before drinking his water. “nothing.” you frowned at him. “why you acting like that?” he said quietly. you tilted your head forward. “like… what?” you leaned on the counter while looking at the ground.

connie shook his head, putting the water bottle back in the refrigerator before closing it again.

you looked at him as his back was towards you. you bit your lip softly. “you…” you started, but didn’t know what to say.

he raised his eyebrows at you, glancing at you.

“you still mad?”

he turned towards you and looked you in the eye. you didn’t know what he was thinking, just like all tonight.

“go back with the group before me.” was all he said before hopping on the counter.

you tilted your head a little. but choosing not to start another argument, you left the kitchen and went into the basement.

god, you wanted to punch him hard. and tell him how he really hurt you. but you wanted to kiss him, and tell him you forgave him, and how it was petty of you to do the things you did, and how you didn’t mean it.

“where’s connie?” sasha asked.

you looked at her and raised your eyebrows. “i didn’t know he left. ion know.” you said before sitting down.

everyone continued their conversation, and you stared at the ground, hands resting under your thighs. he really didn’t care anymore.

he didn’t.

you didn’t realize that your eyes were starting to burn. they also darted around the room, trying to make sure no one else saw you.

that’s when connie entered the room. his eyes only on you for a second before he walked over to ony, laughing at a joke he told.

your throat started to hurt and burn.

don’t cry. don’t cry. don’t cry. please don’t cry.

cry. cry. cry. cry. cry right now.

the same things repeating in your head. you inhaled deeply, looking at the ceiling.

you’ll be okay.

‘ex factor’ on REPEAT while making the last part. 😣 almost made myself cry shiddd.

part 4? :)

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icyharrington · 1 year

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Writing prompt 142 with Eddie?

142. “Could he make you feel as good as i do?”

oooo finally an opportunity to write some pissed off eddie content teeheeeeee okok lets do it !!! PS I AM STILL TAKING PROMPT REQUESTS !! the og post is on my page so go check it out and send me one if you’re interested! :3 also sorry if this sucks im not used to writing multiple different fics/blurbs/whatevers in 1 day dfjgkdjfg

contains: jealous!eddie, mean eddie, dirty talk, degradation, fingering, general rough/mean dynamic (he still luvs you tho don’t worry uwu)

You’ve never seen Eddie this angry before, and your body is caught in limbo between utter terror and arousal.

So you’d fucked around with Steve Harrington- you and Eddie were on a break! And a well-deserved one, at that, considering that he’d been devoting all of his time to his fantasy campaigns rather than his real life, human girlfriend.

Eddie stands before you in his bedroom, his wide brown eyes unusually cold as they size you up. His arms are folded protectively in front of his graphic t-shirt, a prominent frown on his lips. “So what you’re telling me, (y/n)- and correct me if I’m wrong here- is that you let Steve Harrington’s dick inside you? Is that what I’m hearing right now?”

He sounds so sarcastic, yet so deadly serious; it sends an uncomfortably cool chill up your spine, and you’re unsure of what’s about to happen.

You look him dead in the eyes despite the anxiety it causes you, unwilling to back down. “Yes, Eddie, I did. I fucked Steve Harrington. So fucking what? We were on a goddamn break! It’s not like you ever wanted to fuck me while we were together.”

“That is such bullshit, (y/n),” Eddie seethes, taking a lingering step towards you. You stand frozen in place, your limbs unwilling to move from where they’re planted. “Every time you’re in the mood to fuck, it’s when I’m busy with Hellfire!”

“You’re always busy with Hellfire!” you scream at him, one-upping him by taking your own hopefully-menacing step in his direction.

“What about that night in my van when you turned me down? Or when you told me to stop being gross when I was feeling up your ass, hm?” He cocks his head threateningly, sauntering until he’s face-to-face with you.

“I just said that because I was in a bad mood, Eddie,” you murmur, feeling a little guilty about the exchange in retrospect. Usually you loved when Eddie would touch you, even by surprise- he’d just happened to catch you on a bad day. “I don’t think you’re gross.”

“Oh, really? ‘Cause I think you do. I think you find me downright disgusting. That’s why you ran off to go spread your legs for Steve Harrington- to find out what it’s like to fuck a real man. Right, (y/n)?” His eyes are welled with tears, though he’s good at keeping them at bay, with his face contorted into a scowl. “Making a fucking fool of me, huh? Dating the freak and fucking the jock. I bet you did it before our break, you fucking slut.”

He’s shaking, and you want to hug him, though you’re scared what will happen if you do. You mentally kick yourself for even allowing the secret to slip in the first place, but you never would’ve forgiven yourself if you hadn’t told the truth.

Now, though, you wonder if it would’ve been worth it to lie, just to prevent Eddie from believing all the other untrue parts his mind had invented. “Eddie, I would have never done that to you!”

He drags his eyes up and down your body, taking in the short skirt you’re wearing, paired with a pair of platform boots and a cropped sweater. When he speaks, he doesn’t reference anything you just said, evidently too wound up in his emotions to process much else. “Yeah, prancing around at school looking like that, huh? You dressed like that for Steve, didn’t you? Wanted him to take you in the bathroom and fuck you stupid?”

You whimper; you aren’t certain if he’s intentionally trying to make you horny right now, but for some unfathomable reason… you so are. “No, Eddie. I promise you, I don’t want Steve. It was a stupid mistake, Eddie, I swear! I was upset about us being on a break, and I just…I don’t know! I fucked up!”

“Yeah, you’re right, (y/n). It was a stupid mistake.” He takes in a breath, seeming to ponder on what his next action will be, before he shoves you back onto his bed. “Real fucking stupid. That’s my pussy you’re throwing around like a tramp, get it?”

He flips up your skirt, grasping your pussy between your legs and rubbing you harshly through the thin lace fabric of your panties. “Oh, I’m sure Steve Harrington could never get your pussy as pathetically wet as I can.”

You don’t say anything, moaning out at the rough motions of his callused hand against your soaked underwear; if he continued doing this for another minute or so, you’d probably cum without needing him to do anything else. He smacks your cheek lightly in response to your silence, narrowing his dark eyes at you. “Could he?”

“N-no, Eddie,” you whisper, letting out a strangled whine when he moves your panties to the side and presses two fingers into you abruptly. “I told you, it was a mistake. I want you, Eddie.”

“Could he make you feel as good as I do?” he demands, taking your jaw in one hand and jerking it so that you’re facing him. “Hm?”

You shake your head rapidly, a helpless look on your face as you silently beg for his forgiveness (which you know is already granted, though you don’t expect him to tell you that quite yet). “No, Eddie. Never.”

“Fuckin’ thought so,” he says as he continues to fuck you with his fingers, adding a third in order to stretch you wider. “You’re lucky I love you enough to teach you a lesson instead of kicking your ass to the curb.”

He’s not serious- at least about the kicking-you-to-the-curb bit, though the way he’s speaking to you is making your skin prickle over with warmth. There’s just something about your soft, sweet Eddie being mean that turns you on beyond belief.

Looking up at him with wide doe eyes, you hold back a knowing smirk. “You’re right, Eddie. I am lucky.”

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson smut #eddie munson fanfiction #mine #joseph quinn #stranger things #stranger things x reader #stranger things smut #eddie munson imagine #stranger things imagine #eddie munson fic

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slvttyplum · 6 months

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⋆˚✿˖° realistic headcanons

i know i joke a lot about who, when, and where when it comes to these men but i’m doing it for YOU and me too…

now it’s time for the real.

nanami

- his work is his work. you don’t come before or after it.

- he won’t leave early to surprise you, he won’t take a day off to be with you, he’s at work and he’s going to finish it.

- but at the same time hes not working overtime unless he HAS to.

- and that’s a given mama/papa.

- i guess what i’m trying to say is, when he’s at work you aren’t his first priority.

- sometimes he’s TOO serious, to the point where you feel as though you can’t say certain things around him.

- it hurts but you brush it off as stress, because he will sometimes joke back.

- sometimes the sex is lacking because of his schedule.

- sometimes he’s too tired to do it and sometimes he just doesn’t want to

- it can lead to weeks of no intimacy

- as always youre understanding, but you’re only human.

- if you’re okay with no consistent sex and you not being his first priority when it comes to his work, you’re good.

- (me and him would’ve had a talk tho lmao.)

satoru

- hes not fully there.

- you’ll be talking to him and he hears every third word. he doesn’t do it on purpose of course.

- whatever you say he has to dig apart because of his insecurities, even when you’re joking.

- some jokes you had to put in the vault because of how he reacted.

- for a lot of things he doesn’t know when to just stop, he thinks almost everyone is joking with him.

- when that’s simply not the case.

- i truly believe that in some moments in his mind, he automatically switches to sixteen year old satoru

- he’s very arrogant and thinks throwing tantrums will make him get him way

- you fall for it but only because you have no other choice

- has to prove EVERYTHING to you. even when you’re like satoru it’s fine

- he insists on tell you what’s right, what’s wrong, what’s left what’s right, and it hurts.

- he does things to undermine you; like you’re not as smart or strong as he is

- he won’t say it but he will throw hints at it.

- confronting him about this wouldn’t be a good idea because he’ll only throw it in your face later.

- dating him wouldn’t be bad if you like childish relationships.

suguru

- if he wants to do something or wants something he’s going to get it/do it whether you like it or not.

- you’re not a first priority for him and quite frankly… he doesn’t care.

- he believes that since you came into his life everything he says goes.

- when you try to argue back that a relationship takes compromise… he disregards it.

- he’s aware of any bad behavior he invokes and will go on to try to justify it and not fix it.

- very manipulative when it comes to you correcting his mistakes. will try to debate you about it and you’ll eventually leave it alone.

- claims everything he does is for you, but you don’t really see it. you think he says it to get you to leave him alone.

- when he has episodes he doesn’t want you around him, if he sees a glimpse of you it makes him upset.

- if you’re fine with following everything he says and not questioning him then you’ll be good.

choso

- emotionally unaware

- he’s not emotionally unstable but he does things that make you question him vice versa.

- the both of you are at the end of the same stick trying to get to the middle.

- he’s always worried about what you might think instead of himself and it gets in the way of a lot of things

- such a planning, his scheduling, work, etc.

- he’s more concerned about what you’re doing and not the nature of the relationship.

- he’s careless when it comes to himself and you don’t like it.

- a lot of texts and calls of when you’re coming home, did you eat, it becomes overbearing.

- then he distances himself for a while, causing a lot of confusion for yourself.

- he’s not as good as a communicator as he think he is

- thinks he told you about something but in actuality he never did. you’re both crossing on the same street but never seeing each other (metaphor)

- if you’re down with him being clueless, forgetful, and overbearing, he’s your guy.

toji

- he can’t and won’t ever see himself getting close/attached to you.

- it’s the cold truth and you realized that months after meeting him.

- at first he put on his semi nice guy facade but once he earned your trust he turned it off.

- he’s going to have you attached and will manipulate you every which way to get you there

- believes whatever he does is right and needs no correction. if he sees something he doesn’t like he’s going to do it another way.

- will lie just to get you off his back, he did it so many times you stopped asking him to do stuff because you’ll be going in circles.

- goes days without seeing/talking to you, and would go more if you didn’t create contact again.

- at the end of the day you’re just a person providing him with shelter/food, so he’ll do anything to keep that.

- but he gets bored

- if you don’t satisfy him and what HE wants he’ll just hop to the next person hoping they check off his boxes

- he’ll drag you along until you finally agree to do what he wants.

- if you’re fine with catering to a man who gets a job every eight months then i guess he’s good for you.

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littlexscarletxwitch · 1 year

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── ༊*·˚⋆ 𝗴𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝗷𝗼𝗯, 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝘆 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹

paring: yelena belova x fem!reader

tag(s): fluff, short blurb, sfw (despite the second intentions of the title lol)

warning(s): yelena being a hottie (?), mentions of using a gun, mentions of using a knife (nothing explicit tho), not proofread, unedited.

word count: 0.3k

note: HELLO, LITTLE STARSHINES. I'm sooo sorry I haven't been posting anything at all. And I'm also sorry that this is not the fic that I was supposed to post, but lately I've been lacking motivation to write and then this little fic came to my brain and it just happened. Also, for the russian words, I used google translator and my knowledge from reading fanfiction, so please correct me if I'm wrong. (I wanna learn russian so bad). Hopefully y'all will like it. I'm not an english native speaker, so please let me know about any sort of mistake <3

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⇨ Detka: baby - Moya lyubov: my love - Malyshka: little girl

You felt your fingers wrapped tightly around the cold metal, sending shivers down your spine.

“Okay, that’s good. Just relax a bit, detka,” you felt Yelena’s hot breath in your ear.

You shook your head, trying to shake all the butterflies away in your stomach because of her closeness. She was right behind you, her head on your shoulder, her hands on top of yours adjusting them properly around the gun you were holding.

“The trick for a perfect aim is practice, of course. But it also helps if you imagine someone you strongly dislike as the bullseye,” you chuckled, feeling your body relaxing a bit. “I’m serious, Y/n. It really helps.”

“But I don’t hate anyone.”

“Yeah, I figure. You are way too pure to hate anyone,” she kissed your left cheek, you felt your skin getting warmer under her soft lips. “Okay, just take a deep breath,” you did as you were told. “Close your eyes and let your body relax, focus on your breathing.”

You breathed in through your nose and out through your mouth, feeling your heartbeat getting back to its regular rate.

“Okay, that’s good, moya lyubov',” you felt her hands on your stomach as she felt your breathing. “Once you are ready, just take the shot.”

You opened your eyes, determined for the bullet to hit the tin a few meters away from you. You closed your right eye, trying to aim for it, and pulled the trigger.

“Wow, that’s impressive,” you heard Yelena chuckling behind you as she looked at the hole in the tin. “Good job, pretty girl,” she took the gun from your hands and placed a kiss on your forehead. You closed your eyes, and leaned into her touch, wrapping your arms around her.

You rested your head on her chest, breathing in her scent, feeling comfort in it. She smelled like fresh rain and the woods around the two of you, you could also smell the faint bourbon on her lips.

“Can you teach me how to use a knife next?” you looked up at her, mischief filling your eyes.

“Yeah, sure. Anything you want, malyshka.”

Likes, comments and reblogs are appreciated! <3

-M

#yelena belova #yelena belova x reader #yelena belova x fem reader #yelena belova x you #yelena belova x y/n #yelena belova fluff #florence pugh #littlexscarletxwitch's fic

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junglxqueen · 2 years

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The Verstappen Devil [02]

In which the boys talk about you.

“So…” Starts Pierre, taking the beer that Charles offers as he goes to grab another one for him. “What’s up with the new girl?”

“Who?” Asks Lando a little bit lost for the sudden change of subject.

“Y/N, ‘the new girl’ is Y/N” Charles corrects him as he sits on the sofa next to Carlos. The four of them are sitting in Charles’ balcony as they drink some beer in Monaco’s chill night. Carlos raises his eyebrows at Charles’ words.

“You know her?” He asks. To what the monasques nods, taking a sip of his beer.

“Sebastian’s kid? How could you not? She used to be Arthur’s worst competitor. She won the F3 and F2 Championship.” They all stay quiet for a second, especially Lando who appears to have a really hard time trying to put two and two together.

“She seems ruthless, serious, and scary. I don’t know, I don’t think I like her” Pierre answers, thinking about the first time that they raced together.

“Nah nah, she’s not like that. I introduced myself last Friday and she was pretty friendly.” Lando answers, still with his head in the clouds. Carlos and Pierre whistle and start laughing as they punch Lando playfully.

“The kid is faaast!” Says Pierre between laughs. Lando quickly understands what they mean and red in the face he starts denying with his head.

“Nononono, nothing like that, also I have my interest in someone else” He murmurs the last part for himself so no one else hears it. “But you can’t deny she is gorgeous tho.” He adds. Everyone hums in agreement.

“Yeah, she is beautiful. But Lando is right though. I’ve seen her several times talking with Arthur. She seems like a nice person. It's when she is racing that she becomes all serious and scary, but who doesn’t?” Charles says.

“Nah, she’s another level of scary mate, have you seen her with Max? I saw the footage, she didn’t care if she crashed, she was determined to not let him pass. I don’t know if I feel safe racing with someone who cares so little for her life with me. Who can assure me that I’m safe with someone so reckless next to me?” Pierre talks, in a serious tone.

“I’ve seen the footage too, everyone was talking about the Verstappen Devil and I wanted to know what was the whole deal. And I was surprised to know it was about her. Because I didn’t have any problem with her, she was two positions behind me. And seeing the footage I confirmed that no one else had a problem with her. I have a theory, and I could be wrong, it is the first time we see her race, but I think that the problem is with Max.” Carlos says.

Well, that makes sense. Everyone thinks, but now the question lingers. Why Max? Is Lando who breaks the silence asking the doubt that he had from the beginning of the conversation.

“Why did people start calling her the Verstappen devil? Isn’t she Sebastian’s kid?”

“Yeah,” Pierre agrees. “How old was Sebastian when he had her? 15?”

Charles shifts uncomfortably in his seat and takes a long sip of his beer, hoping that the attention doesn’t turn to him. Unlucky to him, it does. The three of them look at him waiting for an answer.

“What?” He plays dumb.

“Well, you are the one that knows her. Do you know something?” Carlos questions.

Of course he does, not all the story but a part of it.

“I have no idea mate, I’m as lost as you are in this aspect.” Lies. But he feels that is not his place to talk about that. If they really want to know, all they have to do is look up online about you and find out. But it is not his story to tell.

After a minute of silence Lando comes up with an idea.

“Let’s do something and let’s invite her, so we can get to know her” Carlos and Pierre whistled and started laughing again. “No! Ugh, not in that way you idiots!” They both laugh a little louder now. Charles on his part just looks at Lando analyzing him.

“I don’t think we can, I heard that she lives in Switzerland with Seb and Mick. We can do something but I’m pretty sure she won’t take an airplane to come and have a beer with us.” Pierre says once he calms down and Charles hums in agreement. Which again attracts unwanted attention to him.

“Charles, my friend, you’ve been very quiet during this conversation.” Carlos states narrowing his eyes and all of them agree. “something that you wanna tell us?”

He can’t help but giggle nervously under the expecting stare of the three of them. “What do you want me to say? I’m just listening.” He says in a high pitched tone, then he coughs trying to get his normal tone back. “I’m just listening.” He repeats with his normal tone.

“He definitely is hiding something” Pierre states. Wait, he didn’t whistle with them when they were mocking Lando, and he agreed she was beautiful, and definitely he knows too much. Carlos opens his eyes big and gasps once he realizes.

“You like her!” He states pointing a finger to him. The two other boys open their mouths in surprise.

“What?! No!” Charles quickly denies.

“Oh no, you like her. You’ve been too quiet and you know too much” Carlos pressures again. Lando gasps once he realizes. “And you said she is beautiful!”

“Ey! If we go by that you said she was gorgeous, and I just know her because of Arthur. Also, I’m pretty sure he is Mick’s girl.” Charles defends.

“Well, that would make sense, I saw them together around the paddock several times” Pierre comments for himself, and then shoots his eyes back to him. “But that isn’t an impediment for you to like her.”

Charles scoffed and denied with his head. “I don’t like her guys, I think she is beautiful? Yes, just as you guys do. But that’s all, I don’t know her.” “Ah! She thinks she’s beautiful!” The three of them scream and start laughing with each other.

“Ahh fuck off” He says making them laugh even louder, the monegasque rolls his eyes as he rose from his seat. “Whatever, I’m going to grab a beer”

He exits the balcony leaving three dumb boys making commentaries about how much he likes her.

Does he though? No, I mean. He saw her around, and he always thought that she was beautiful. You can’t blame him, he has eyes. With the blonde hair and the blue eyes, and that smile. Oh that smile, he really likes that smile and the dimples that decorate it.

But heck no, he doesn’t like-like her. He just thinks she’s beautiful. That’s why he always looks at her like a dumb man whenever she’s are around. You have to appreciate the beauty. That 's all. Tagglist: @iamasimpingh0e @celinehdr

#F1 #aston martin f1 #f1 x reader #max verstappen #sebastian vettel #mick schumacher #sebastian vettel x reader #max verstappen x reader #f1 fic #mick schumacher x reader #fanfic #charles leclerc #carlos sainz #charles leclerc x reader #carlos sainz x reader #f1 imagine

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cyncerity · 3 days

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ok guys bit of a serious poll today.

don’t read if you don’t wanna think about or read about the controversy stuff rn (talking about mostly George and bringing up Wil a little bit)

i have a bunch of wips (like, a lot) that i’ve been looking to finish for a while. With my first year of college coming to an end next week (yippee!) i’ll hopefully have more time to write again and finish those. The downside here is that a significant amount of them involve someone who has had recent controversy. Not that one, but George’s.

If you wanna answer this poll without all the context (i’m physically incapable of writing a post without making it a wall of text), go right ahead, the tldr is that I believe the situation is extremely opinionated and there’s no right or wrong way to view it. With a community this size and the larger group of gnf fans so divided on how to feel, I feel it better to let you guys pick whether or not he should still be in stories.

context under the cut for those who wanna read everything before voting on the poll. I kinda wrote a lot tho so sorry lol

I wanted to give it time before I made this post given that unlike with the first situation, there are a lot more holes and a lot more nuance. I wanted to wait until both sides stated their cases and make my own decision from there. And in my opinion, this situation 1) should have been handled personally and 2) is entirely based on opinion. Both sides did right and wrong, but there isn’t a correct way to perceive this. Some people will believe one side while others will believe the other because the evidence presented can be taken in many ways. I know I personally lean one way, but this post isn’t about my own opinions.

I’m making this post to ask if people would still be ok with me using his character in stories. I’ll say it again: I haven’t really ever watched the DTeam so I do mean it when I say that I base what I write around a character and not him. I stopped writing for C!Wil because I am uncomfortable with writing his character interacting with the characters of people who have spoken against him, but so far most of George’s friends have defended him or stayed silent since this situation isn’t like Wil’s at all. It’s mostly all died down since both sides have moved on (i think?) knowing that they won’t agree on what happened.

I’ve already given my piece on You Know Who, and how numerous people spoke against him and many of his close friends dropped him. This post is not about him, I believe that there is no argument to be made for him. The facts are clear and the testimonies clearer: he is a bad person. As of right now and for the foreseeable future, I will not write him or his character, not unless he gets some serious help or makes some serious changes. I believe that people can change, but trust is easier destroyed than built. You shouldn’t forgive someone who doesn’t seek forgiveness.

anyway i know that this is a smaller community, so i wanna know how many people want me to just re-write things or feel uncomfortable with him in stories now. This isn’t asking if you think George is innocent or if you think he’s a bad person or anything like that, this poll has nothing to do with personal opinions of the situation itself. It’s simply asking if you would be uncomfortable with reading about his character because of the situation.

#serious post sorry #cyncerity #mcyt gt #mcyt g/t

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chattegeorgiana · 3 months

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Sakura's popularity in Japan took a serious hit when she attempted to move on to Naruto at the Kage Summit. This shift alienated Japanese fans who value loyalty and true love and even Japonese fans started to hate Sakura.

He knew Sakura catch bullets for that nonsense. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not like he’s a writing god who could accurately predict all critical reception. he also said he misread sai & Kimimaro whom he expected to be super popular but flopped astronomically. But with Sakura? it’s a battle shonen where fans value either raw power or emotional value. He didn’t include sakura in the action for the longest time, and on the emotional side, he used her to victimize naruto & humble sasuke as the “actually not that good” guy who needs to be surpassed. and Sasuke gets humbled for naruto to look good and Sakura in turn looks bad. like how he could put her in that position with the minimal action & negative emotional value combo and be shocked that some little girls didn’t identify with that misogynistic like "Women are fickle are autumn skies" .

Kishimoto managed to put all Sasuke, SasuSaku and NaruHina and the JAPONESE fans against Sakura in that fake confession.

Kishimoto was trying to to portray her positively, but fumbled up and received a backlash he did not except, which seems to have affected his writing for her later.

Sakura confirming that she loves Sasuke in chapter 540 and saying that a girl's feelings can't change after failing in love was an attempt to save her after the disaster of 'girls are fickle as autumn skies' from the fake confession. I think NaruSaku fans needs to undertand Japonese really values loyality and true love above all and they didn't wanted to see Sakura move on to Naruto after she declared her love to Sasuke and SS are always the most popular pairing in Japan.

Perhaps NaruSaku could have worked, but the misconstrued and bad writing confession at the Kage Summit ultimately sealed its fate.

I’m assuming since you came from YouTube to paste the comment from there to here, you’re really looking for an answer, aren’t you?

Just because I don’t have the time now to reply to all the YouTube comments, doesn’t mean that I don’t see them, ya know?

So, tell me, before I reply to this, where do you want it replied? Here, or on YouTube? Since you clearly follow my steps all around my socials and are in desperate need of my reply over this statement, which, what I can tell you from the get-go, while it may sound “factually correct” to new-comers, there’s a LOT of data you’re not addressing here and/or downright decontextualizing, in order to make it feel like Sakura’s hatred stems only from NaruSaku’s fault, an idea/belief/perspective or whatever you want to call it that a certain subset of the SasuSaku fandom started spreading recently.

And my guess is that you’re one among those very people, since it’s not the first time you’ve poked me with this.

It’s just that… you’re factually incorrect that’s all. And I’m going to prove it to you with receipts.

The question tho, as I said, is where do you want me to do it, here or on Youtube?

Or hey, maybe I can make a whole video about it… Hmm, you’ve given me perspectives now.

#narusaku #naruto #sakura haruno #i can tell you're a ss by a mile #lol

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dialovers-translations · 1 year

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Diabolik Lovers LOST EDEN ー Yuma Maniac [08]

ー The scene starts in the Ghouls’ manor

Yuma: Okay, all ready?

Even if we’re flyin’ there, it’s gonna be a long trip to Eden. Tell me if ya get tired along the way, ‘kay?

Yui: Yeah, you too.

Yuma: Roger. Come on, grab onto me. I don’t plan on lettin’ ya go, but hang on tight, ‘kay?

Kino: Heeh. How nice.

Are we interrupting something?

Yui: Kino-kun!?

Yuma: Bastard...Whatcha here for?

Kino: Looks told me that you’re willing to help me out.

You’re going to talk things over with your own leader, aren’t you? Then let me introduce myself to him as well.

Yuma: Oi, don’t get the wrong idea. I never said I would side with ya.

I still don’t plan on lettin’ ya have Karlheinz-sama’s powers after all. Try to lay yer hands on them and imma crush ya right there, right then!

Kino: You shouldn’t get the wrong idea either. It isn’t power I’m after.

All I care about is being able to liberate the Ghouls.

That’s why I’m not going to lay a finger on Shuu if you guys can accomplish that for me.

Yuma: ...Ya better don’t think I trust ya.

Kino: Yeah, sure. So, can I come with you guys?

Don’t you think it’d be better for the man in question to explain the situation? I feel like you’re not the best with words after all.

Selection

→ It might make things worse (❦)

Yui: I feel like that might only make things worse...

Yuma: Agreed. Ruki and this guy are an obvious match made in hell.

→ That would be better

Yui: That would be better, no? It’d help him understand the situation on an even deeper level.

Yuma: ...Are ya serious?

Yui: Eh?

Yuma: Ya really think this guy and Ruki would get along?

Yui: Well...I guess it might be a bad idea after all.

Kino: Oh come on, don’t say that. I promise I’ll behave during the negotiations. Okay?

Yuma: ...Do as ya please.

Yui: Are you sure?

Yuma: I’m sure he’ll follow along even if I say no. It’d just be a waste of time to argue ‘bout it here.

Kino: Haha, correct! Wow, you’re more clever than I thought!

Yuma: ...It still pisses me off tho.

We don’t have time for useless chit-chat right now. If ya wanna tag along, be my guest. We’re no waitin’ for ya though.

Kino: Don’t worry. Let’s go, guys!

*CAW CAW CAW*

*TIMESKIP*

ー The scene shifts to the night sky

Yui: ( ...Quite some time has passed since we departed from Rotigenberg but it seems like it’s still a long way to Eden. )

Yuma-kun, are you alright? Not too tired?

Yuma: I’m totally fine. ...But I guess we should stop ‘round here for tonight.

Even if you’re bein’ carried, I’m sure the trip must be exhaustin’ for a human like yerself, right?

Yui: But we should hurry, right? Don’t worry about me.

Yuma: Idiot. Don’t be modest.

It’s no good to wander ‘round in the dark, even in the Demon World.

Oi, Kino! We’re goin’ down!

ー The scene shifts to the forest

Kino: What’s this? I thought you were pressed on time?

Yuma: We’re gonna rest up here for a bit.

Kino: Eeh? I’m not tired or anything?

Yuma: We might be fine but she’s a human! She get tired, sleepy or even hungry!

Kino: Ahー I guess you don’t want your precious girl to have to push herself, huh? He really loves you, doesn’t he?

Yui: Yuma-kun is a sweetheart after all.

Kino: You’re going to give me diabetes. (1)

Yuma: Oi, Yui. Let’s go look if there’s anythin’ we can eat. Ya must be hungry?

Yui: Ah, sure.

ー The two of them walk away

Kino: ...Such a happy couple.

*SCENE SHIFT*

*Rustle*

Yui: Yuma-kun. You mentioned food but...Can we find anything in this forest?

Yuma: We can ‘cause it’s a forest. For example...Ah, there it is.

*Rustle rustle*

Yuma: Look, this, for example. It might look like weeds at first, but these wild grasses are perfectly edible.

These mushrooms are safe to eat as well. Ah, don’t eat the ones next to them tho, those are poisonous.

Yui: As to be expected, you’re very knowledgeable on this topic.

Yuma: Ya bet! Ya can ask me for advice on this sorta stuff.

Tell me if ya find somethin’. I’ll judge whether or not it’s safe for ya to eat.

Yui: Fufu, sure.

*TIMESKIP*

Yuma: ーー Now that we’ve had our meal, guess we should hit the hay soon.

Kino: Meal, you say? It was just a bunch of grass. I’m surprised you can stomach that stuff.

Yui: But it was good?

Kino: ...You were born to live in the wild as well, huh?

*Rustle*

Kino: ーー !

Yui: Kino-kun?

Yuma: Don’t talk, Yui! ...I can sense a strange presence.

Yui: ( A strange presence...? )

Kino: ...The Vibora, maybe?

Yuma: What makes ya say that?

Kino: The Vibora Clan is very territorial, we might have accidentally trespassed their boundary without realizing.

Yuma: In other words, they’ve come to get rid of the intruders? Che, I’d rather not make any additional enemies.

Oi, let’s quickly leave this play. Kino, tell yer Ghouls as well.

Kino: Roger.

Yuma: Yui, are ya ready to go? They might notice us if we fly up in the air, so we’re gonna run while hidin’ in between the trees, ‘kay?

Yui: I’m good.

Yuma: Don’t ya dare let go of my hand. ...Let’s go!

*TIMESKIP*

Yui: Haah, haah...

Kino: ーー They’re still following us.

Yuma: Persistent fuckers...That bein’ said, we’re in deep shit if they catch us. We’ve got no other choice but to keep goin’ until we lose them.

Kino: ...I wonder.

Yuma: What?

Kino: I can sense people up ahead as well. But they are...Vampires.

Yui: Vampires...? Then wouldn’t they be on our side? It could be Ruki-kun and the others?

Yuma: You’re right...I can sense Ruki and the dudes. But what are they doin’ here?

Yui: I’m sure they came to help us out! You informed them of the situation through your Familiar, right?

Yuma: Yeah...I mean, I feel like it’s more than just the three of them but I guess we’ll find out once we meet up.

Yui: Let’s go!

ー Yuma and Yui advance ahead

Kino: ...On our side. I’d hope so.

Monologue

Pursuers coming from behind,

and those approaching us from ahead.

We resolutely (迷わず) chose to move onwards,

believing that our allies (見方) were waiting there.

ーー TO BE CONTINUED ーー

Translation notes

(1) ごちそうさま or ‘gochisousama’ is a phrase which you will mostly hear said after someone has enjoyed their meal, as a way to express gratitude for the person who cooked/served it. However, it can also be used in an ironic way when you’re witnessing a couple being overly flirty with one another.

#diabolik lovers #dialovers #yuma mukami #lost eden #diabolik lovers translation #leyumamaniac8

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lewischumi · 1 year

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LOVE ME WRONG

Okay, this is my first time publishing here, so bear this in mind! (also, English is not my first language, pls correct me if you see something's off)

Summary: You realise you like Reece more than you should and you're afraid you won't be able to give him the love he deserves.

WC: 2.5k

Warnings: none (that I can think of!) it's sweet! This is inspired on the song "Love me wrong" by Isak Danielson.

Pls let me know your thoughts! :)

The hotel halls were empty and silent whilst I was walking fast back to my room after coming from the stadium, which I mentally thanked for. Chelsea had played their first UCL game of the season and that was a tough draw, although a fightful one, I really wished they’d win and it seemed like it for a while, but things got heated, the energy in the stadium following cue and Reece ended up with a yellow card that made me frown a bit, knowing how frustrated with himself he’d be.

I showered and put my pyjamas on, checking my phone after and reading a text from Reece:

Still here, shouldn’t take too long to leave now tho

Tysm for coming, not the best result, but we’ll keep fighting!

I smiled softly at the texts, shaking my head as if he could see it as I texted back:

Let me know when you get back :)

Ty for inviting me! That’s the spirit, you were giving your all out there, I’m proud!

I texted and immediately wished I could unsend the message. “I’m proud??”, I say out loud, frowning and let out a big sigh, “as if he cares!” I thought cringing with myself and threw my phone on the bed, walking back to the bathroom so I could apply some moisturiser on my face and body before going under the covers, a random tv show keeping me lightly entertained.

About three episodes in I heard a knock on the door and checked my phone, seeing that Reece let me know when he left the stadium so I climbed out of bed and opened the door, seeing his face smiling lightly at me in his black joggers and white t-shirt.

“Hey”, he said, his head tilted to the side.

“Hii”, I smiled back, letting him into the room, “I wasn’t expecting your visit, sir!”, I joked looking down at my pyjamas and he chuckled, shaking his head before wrapping one arm around my waist, pushing the door behind us with the other.

“Don’t worry, honestly I’d rather be with you than by myself”, he said against my head, going down to my neck as his hand, that pushed the door, made its way to the side of my face. I nodded, rubbing his chest with one hand and caressed the back of his neck with the other.

I turn my head in the slightest and I can see his little side smile as he pulls me closer, making me lift myself on my tiptoes, our heads approaching slowly as if we’re teasing each other, seeing who’s giving in first until he rolls his eyes with a smile, his hand sliding from my waist to my bum as he gives up our little game, lips touching slowly, tongues savouring each other’s tastes until we run out of breath.

“You always smell so nice”, he says against my neck, leaving kisses in between. I hum in response with a smile and steal a peck on his lips. “So do you, especially here”, I say before bending to smell his neck, specifically on his soft spot, and give it a little kiss with a suck, giggling when I hear his deep breath.

“Don’t… y/n…” he started in pain, but then said my name warningly.

“What?” I asked in fake innocence, letting out a low chuckle.

“Early morning tomorrow… just wanted to see you before you go…” he said, remembering why I wasn’t even expecting him and why we wouldn’t be able to enjoy each other more.

“And yet… you’re here…” I say in a sing-song voice, lifting an eyebrow with a smug look on my face.

“You’re not…” he cut himself, cupping myself and giving my lips several pecks that made me laugh. “No, you’re not doing this to me, baby girl! I’m serious!” He says and closes he eyes. My heart flutters with the pet name, and it does every time, but I try to ignore it as he closes his eyes, making me confused.

“Why did you close your eyes?” I ask half laughing.

“I can’t be serious looking to your face” he says, dead serious. I cackle, leaving his reach as I fold to hold my tummy, his laugh quick joining mine.

“You can’t be serious, Reece!”

“See? Not even with my eyes closed!” he counterparts, making me giggle as I approach back, kissing all over his face.

“If you want to leave THAT bad, I won’t hold you, you know”, I say jokingly, taking a step back, but not quick enough as Reece open his eyes and steps forward, holding me again.

“You think you’re funny, huh? I’m in hell!” He says dramatically and I shake my head, denying.

“I really wish I could stay, darling”, he says lowly, our bodies swaying slowly and I nod. “Me too, but don’t worry, I’ll see you back in London, right?” I ask and he smiles, nodding.

“Of course, whenever possible for both of us” he say, “I’ll check my agenda and will let you know”, I joke and he laughs lowly “Deal, I’ll make it work around it”.

It still takes us a couple of minutes before Reece actually leaves the room, making my heart feeling all types of way.

(...)

The Chelsea match was on my phone, the commentator’s voice filling the silence in my room alongside the clicking sound from my mouse as I edited some photos and uploaded them to the week’s portfolio. I huff annoyed when I mess up the settings and push my chair, grabbing my phone and leaving the room willing to put on the kettle.

I check the screen, watching the game whilst waiting for the water to boil and look for Reece on the pitch, forgetting that he got injured couple of weeks ago, my heart sinks when I think of it and remember his face seeing me post match and I sigh, trying to put my mind back to the game and hoping for a better result for the blues.

Hey, can I see you tonight?

The notification pops up, distracting me once more from the game and I reply, my heart happy as I see Reece’s profile picture.

Sure, what happened?

I ask uncertain of why he wants to meet, usually only seeing him on weekends or away days, we were trying to keep things casual as I didn’t want to commit - or so did I fool myself thinking.

Nothing really, just wanna see you

He writes and I feel my heart go faster as my face heats up a bit.

Tomorrow I’ll be back to full time training, so I figured it’d be nice to hang out tonight

He adds and I bite my lip, my head leaning to the side as I agree with him, it’d be nice to hang out tonight.

Yeah, sure, do you wanna come over?

I text back and take a breath, not willing to understand what was going through my mind and body.

Yeah, I’ll see you at 8?

Yep, I’ll order something!

Don’t worry, I gotchu :)

He sends at last and I nod to the phone before sending him a kissy face emoji, a dumb smile plastered on my face. As realisation kicks in, my bubble bursts and I look straight to the kettle, moving fast to reach it as if I could hide my reactions from somebody, although I was home alone. I take my cup of tea back to the make-do office in my place and stare at the screen, gathering patience and courage to go back to work.

Not long after I shut my computer off and stand up, stretching my back with a groan before heading to the shower, Reece would be here soon and that thought brought back life to my stomach and a smile to my face. “Ooh no”, I say quietly, my eyes widening and I can’t help but laugh with myself.

“Wow, you’re so casual about this!” I say out loud, entering the bathroom and as I face myself in the mirror I talk to myself “I’m so normal about this! About him! SO NORMAL!”, I say in denial and take my clothes off, trying not to think about him taking it off and I shake my head with that thought.

“Please don’t… you know you can’t love him the way he deserves it!” I think as the water hits my body and the conflict fogs my mind.

“There’s nothing normal about him, I mean, that smile… and that body… and the way he kisses me, how could someone be normal about this?”

“I’ve barely been going to the matches, I wasn’t even there when he got injured! And we agreed that we’d be friends with benefits or even less than that!” with that thought I couldn’t keep my mouth shut anymore.

“I do love him as friend! And he’s a great lover, but that’s it, there’s no way we could work as something else, it’s two separate things!” I say and I feel my heart sink, saddened with my realisation. “As if he’d take me as something else as well!” I say unwillingly and laugh with pity with myself.

I finish the shower with mixed feelings and put on some comfortable clothes, putting light make up on even if I was just staying in.

“You wouldn’t be putting make up on to stay on your couch if he wasn’t coming over!” I can hear my best friend’s voice in my head and I frown annoyed, she’d be right.

The bell rings as I left the room and I go to the door, opening it and there was no denying what I felt with the smile that appeared on my face as I saw him. He was in an all black outfit and that smile on his face that made me wanna jump on him and smother his face with kisses, but I held back and gave him his way in.

“I brought your favourite from wagamamas!” He says happily, raising his hand to show me the bag and I chuckle.

“Thanks! It’s been a while, I was actually going to order it one of these days” I say, casually, following him to the kitchen after I closed the door.

We had dinner and decided to watch a movie, so we were laying spread across the couch, my face tucked in his neck and one of his legs draped on my lap, not the most comfortable position to be in but we didn’t move or say a word about it.

The movie wasn’t very amusing taking from Reece picking up his phone and I looked away, trying not to be nosey, but he might’ve realised I noticed that because he moved slightly to look at me.

“Ben’s throwing a party next week, do you wanna go?” He asked and it took me a few seconds to process what he was saying.

“Hmm… did he-did he invite me? I don’t have my phone now” I stuttered, trying to understand the whole picture and he giggled.

“I don’t know, but he invited me, thought you’d like to go with me” he said but his tone went down a little by the end of the sentence, his uncertainty showing.

“Oh… yeah, I mean, check if he’s okay with it…” I said unsure and shook my head “I mean, do you want me to go? Like, you don’t have to invite me or” I spit feeling dumb and confused and he moved again, this time twisting his upper body to hold my face.

“Of course I want you to go! I’m inviting you!” He said simply and pecked my lips, a frown appearing on his face as he saw my panicking face. “But… hm… just if you want…” he said in a weird way, moving away from me.

“Reece… I’m sorry, I just don’t know what to think” I said and he nodded, not saying a word. “I don’t think I understand our dynamics anymore and I don’t know how to feel about it” I said in a burst of courage, he looked at me and chuckled nervously.

“I’m sorry, I should’ve talked to you before, it doesn’t have to be weird” he said and I fell more confused.

“It’s okay, I just want to know where we stand, you know?” I say and it was that stupid-most-graceful-city-lightner of a smile that tipped me over the edge. “Because I don’t know if I can keep doing this like this”

I said, willing to let it all go and end but, truth be said, I just wanted him to take me in.

“What do you mean, y/n?” he said, approaching closer to me again and when he touched my face, I bit my lip holding back a smile and he chuckled. “Fuck it, y/n, I like you, I really, really like you and I say we say fuck it to that bullshit “dynamic” we thought we had!” he says excitedly, frowning at the word “dynamic” and I laugh, infected with his face and mood.

I don’t say a word right away, just enjoying the way his face was hovering mine, our noses touching and lips teasingly dancing every now and then, but I couldn’t ignore my beating heart, reminding me of all my insecurities.

“Reece” I whisper against his lips and we move inches away from each other, looking at each other in the eyes. He hums, letting me know he heard me and I sigh lowly.

“I don’t know… I don’t know if I can love you right, I don’t know if I can be the person you deserve, to give you the attention you deserve and” I say in agony, trying to hold back tears and he hushes me, bringing me into his chest with a hug.

“Please don’t say that… just… let’s just live, okay? We can just live and you can let me love you and we’ll figure things out together, hm?” He says calmly and I can only hug him tighter, his heart beating so peacefully I wanted to drown in it. I slowly nod at his words and I can hear him sigh before pulling me away enough so he could see my face.

“Everything you said just made me even more sure that I want to do this with you, you know? I know that you can love me and we can do this together… but for now you can love me wrong, hm?” He says mocking me at the end and I laugh mortified with his little joke before pushing my head in his chest to hide the redness on my face.

“You’re an idiot!” I say muffled against him and I laugh, shaking my head.

“Yeah, well, you like an idiot!” He mocked again and I nod, moving my face back to level with him and I him by the collar.

“Yeah… I do” I say with a teasing face before he pushes me to lay on the couch, kissing me so casually.

#reece james fanfic #reece james imagine #reece james oneshot #reece james x reader #reece james fic #reece james #Spotify

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byler-but-sus · 1 year

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Imagine how heartbreaking byler could be from El’s perspective

I feel like we don’t discuss this enough (or maybe I’m not looking hard enough, wouldn’t put it past me lol). Imagine being El and realizing that your boyfriend not only doesn’t love you like you love him, but also is in love with your brother. I truly believe that El loves mike, just based on the show. I could probably be convinced otherwise if someone has a good argument, but IMO El genuinely feels love for mike (even if it’s based in the fact that he was the first person she knew after going through serious trauma). We can already tell from season 4 that her realizing mike doesn’t love her is incredibly painful for her and I don’t blame her. I’d be goddamn heartbroken if I found out that my boyfriend of 2 (?) years couldn’t muster up the resolve to write or say “love” to me. Just imagine for a second that season 5 goes how I personally want it to, with milkvan breaking up and byler getting together. Think about that from els perspective. It might overall make her feel better and improve her self worth, but that doesn’t mean it won’t seriously hurt. Personally I know that I think about the pain will feels from not having mike, but flipping that just to make one happy? It’s gonna suck, just a little bit at least. Even if they keep it a secret, El isn’t blind. Let’s put it in the context of what we have already. Look at how close will and mike physically are in season 2 and 3, and compare it to El and mike, so while El is in California and she’s feeling insecure about her relationship, she has to think about how mike never has a problem being mere millimeters from Will at any given moment but with her it’s like he’s gotta leave room for seven jesuses. Imagine her being freshly broken up with and she looks over at her ex boyfriend and her brother sitting on a couch sidebyside with absolutely no space in between them, whispering to eachother and giggling and blushing, and just thinking to herself “why wasn’t I enough? What is it about Will that makes mike so happy? So carefree? What does he have that I didn’t?” Correct me if I’m wrong, but that’s just normal breakup stuff, being upset at your ex’s new partner.

Ig what I’m trying to say is that as much as I’d love to live in a delusional dreamscape where El is completely ok with byler and not at all upset by her own breakup, I just don’t think that’s feasible. One good thing we can hope for in season 5 out of that tho is some good old hopper & El father daughter bonding time, and a good long hug where hop is like “see I always told you that bastard child mike was no good” and El just like cry laughs. Can’t wait

#pete ramble #that tag will probably be a common one #sorry #byler #jane hopper #eleven #011 #stranger things #El I love u 🫶#beat that silly boy #he doesn’t deserve you #mileven breakup #mike wheeler #will byers #willel #willel siblings

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We’ve admitted when we were wrong in the past and corrected misinformation when we’ve needed to. There would be no reason for us not to do the same this time. However, we did state earlier on that we did believe it could possibly be just PR. What would change our minds to make us feel like it’s real is if they kept popping up in the same places or kept being seen together. Which is what we’ve witnessed. It’s why we’re inclined to believe that yes, the rollout was PR, but the relationship is most likely real. I also think using the family Disney trip as “PR” is a bit of a stretch 🦎// I'm sorry but part of the PR relationships those days is also being seen together 🤣 pap walks, being spotted by mysterious influencers with a lot of viewers to spread a word (this been happened before Chris and Alba). You said it yourself if I'm not mestaken that Ana and Ben was PR (look at that). PR is not just fallows and mags articles called as "rumored". Maybe it work that way years ago but not anymore. Yes, you could be in the relationship and also use it as a PR for yourself and/or your partner (this tho in my opinion is too much coincidence and no one saw them together for a "year" which we all agree is bullshit time line). So yeah not trying to convince anyone just pointing out that PR is also spotting together 🤣 That's kinda a point you know. And some celebs are so obvious about it. Also Chris use his family for a PR before so the "Disney spotting wasn't PR" is doubfull you know. SLOP premiere 😂 with his whole fam sending proud beside his very married girlfriend 🤣 He used them to clean up his image about the messy relationship he gets himself into. Also he took a lot of his "so serious" girlfriends to Disney before so that she is not that special when it comes to it. So yeah you think what you want but saying that the fact they been seen together in public 🙄 excludes possiblety of this been PR is just silly.

We’ve said we see some of this we PR, but not ALL of it. So there’s this new narrative that Chris takes every girl he dates on the family Disney trip, serious or not and this is untrue. So I’m going to stop and correct that now. Prior to Alba, Jenny is the only girlfriend that has gone with Chris on the family Disney World (Florida) trip. It was actually kind of a big deal in the fandom at the time it happened because it made everyone go “oh shit. Is this big time legit?! Not even Minka or JB got that honor!” because no other girlfriend had gone before. If you don’t believe me, go through the archives and check the commentary. Minka and Lucy Pinder were spotted at Disneyland (California) with Chris before. A one day trip only that the family was not part of. The trip with Lucy was a group outing of friends. 🦎

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