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astonmartinii · 1 year

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babysitter duty | max verstappen social media au

pairing: max verstappen x reader

an emergency meeting at red bull means max finally meets the horner family babysitter and chaos ensues

note: i will obviously not be using christian's real kids in this, this is a work of fiction. there will be no real pictures of his kids, neither will i use their real names (i actually have no clue what they are and cannot be bothered to google it lol)

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yourusername: last weekend before the eff won starts again i.e. my last weekend before my only friends are literal children

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yourbff bring the kids out me thinks

yourusername my boss literally follows this account dumbass

christianhorner do not take my children clubbing

yourusername YES SIR 🫡

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yourusername: wasn't raining in oxford for once so a picnic was only necessary

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yourbff they're so so precious

christianhorner who taught her that sign?

yourusername you did??? stop swearing so much in drive to survive sir

maxverstappen1 she's not wrong

christianhorner why are you here?

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maxverstappen1 best way to start the season and to end a ten year drought in Bahrain!! thank you to everyone in the garage and all the fans in the stands

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yourusername smashed it maxy

maxverstappen1 why thank you i'm blushing

user67 what. the. fuck. is that ^^^

themaxverstappenstan33 i am actually bamboozled

danielricciardo ignoring whatever meltdown is happening in these comments - congrats max !!

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f1wagsupdates this is y/n y/ln, she's a live-in babysitter for christian horner and more recently, she seems to be the one catching max verstappen's attention. as far as we know they first met after the top officials at red bull met for an emergency meeting at christian horner's home - we know she was present because she posted on her story with one of the kids baking during the meeting. since then she has been commenting on his posts and max posted a picture of him with a girl on his story in an outfit y/n has posted in before. do you think they're cute?

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yourusername someone fancies themselves a detective

user34 oof she gagged yall

hugsforcharles tbf she has a point, you guys are digging way too into all of it

lilacverstappen i know this is a gross invasion of privacy but i kinda think they're cute

user33 you're not wrong

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maxverstappen1 fuck u sherlock holmes i'll decide when i announce my relationship ... anyhow, you're cute, sorry christian but you're going to have to find a new babysitter

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yourusername I LOVE YOU MAXY but i love those kids more so looks like you're movign to oxford

maxverstappen1 i never agreed to that

yourusername say goodbye to the tax free life and say hello to crayons and picnics

christianhorner you'll have three very angry kids to deal with max, but aside from that, i'm very happy for the both of you

yourusername love you bossman

maxverstappen1 love you bossman

danielricciardo this is not usually how this plot line ends

landonorris STOP RIGHT THERE OLD MAN THIS IS A WHOLESOME POST

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yourusername add max moving into christian's house to ur f1 bingo cards - you can't take me away from these kids, they're kinda my only friends

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maxverstappen1 i've been here one day and i'm convinced @christianhorner ur kids are evil geniuses

yourusername obvs they are maxy, they're salty spice's kids

user46 omg she calls him salty spice as well

christianhorner don't make me regret giving you a room near mine

yourusername GET YOUR MIND OUT OF THE GUTTER CHRISTIAN... maybe invest in some ear plugs ;)

christianhorner consider this your eviction notice

note: bit of a random one lol but i had fun. i know people don't like christian (for good reason) but he's the one it worked with. ALSO my asks are open now !!! so ask away xx

#f1 imagine #f1 instagram au #f1 x reader #f1 #f1 x you #max verstappen #max verstappen instagram au #max verstappen x reader #max verstappen imagine

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privitivium · 3 months

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thinkin about some kind of yan doctor or nurse. nurse would be a afab cutesy dude in that stereotypical "sexy" nurse outfit and amab doctor would look similar to herbert west from re-animator with the hair and glasses. strong jaw and shit.... ahem. goes off the rails, kinda all over the place as these are only ideas. Ahemhrm. some of it doesnt make sense im SORRY.

creep nurse/doctor x clueless, subtop reader

cw + for future references;; manipulation??,,; treating you like an idiot-ish, noncon touching, polite doctor is a freak, cutesy nurse is gross,, drugging ( receiving )

clueless idiot moron you, walks in for a mere checkup. you feel me? just a simple checkup!!! few days after your birthday... waiting in waiting room, nonchalantly staring at the wall and zoning out and making shapes with the swirly-design on the walls when ur name is called by the nurse, a cutesy frail lookin guy, interest is caught by nurse;; gets all blushy and shit, closing in on himself and rubbing his thighs together before leading you to the back to get ur weight and height with you trying to make small talk with no reply.. getting a little upset because you think the nurse is being moody but not engaging any further with a huff..,,

takin you to one of the backrooms. dude poking you with a stick and rubbing that damn popsicle stick all on your tongue - making you choke??? bro turns away toward the cabinets; back facing you, immediately sucking it off. ahem. takin a stethoscope and rubbin it all over ur chest under yr shirt n shit... the normal-ish routine of a normal-ish checkup - doing everything the doctor will do when he arrives.. and then he does! nurse off to the bathroom, masturbating with the fuckin tongue depressor he made you gag with in one of the very clean bathrooms,, doctor coming in, looking over ur charts and ranting to you about some random shit about his day, happily listening as the doctor was a bit more chatty than the cutesy lil nurse..

"yeah, it was pretty busy today... this nurse has been getting on my nerves, i've been thinking about asking to have him transferred.." , asking how your day was as he checks your throat out with a tongue depressor like the nurse did,,, "so how was ur day, hun?" while having a popsicle stick down ur throat... dick bulging as he runs a stethoscope over your chest, cold nitrile gloved hands brushing over your nipples briefly,,, telling you to take deep breaths before moving toward your back - briefly wandering over ur muscles before listening to your lungs - a shiver crawling up his spine,, "you're doin real good for me, champ..." ahem. champ..? doctor says you're all good, patting your shoulder with a bright, gleeful smileㅡbut you should totally come back in a few days, as i'm prescribing you some medicine!

what?? medicine?? looking at him all questioning and saying, "really? whats this for." while shaking the orange bottle.. so quickly he prepared this? jeez.. he waves you off, "for ur immune system - vitamins, don't be silly." you didnt come in here to be prescribed some... what the hell is this - you cant even read this shit. uh...

really? come back again so soon?? yeah, sure alright.. doctors orders and all that.. you shrug it off, take the dosage he prescribed you when home and gettin rock fucking hard and having to repeatedly jerk off just for ur erection to start softening.. layin in ur filth, overstimulated and ultimately tired.. doctors orders and all that, saying that you had to take one a day.. ugh.. doctors orders suck amiright. you did get some sort of reaction like that when taking sleeping medicine but not to the extent of getting an actual erection. hmrmm... not suspicious at all :3

"no, no, you gotta stay more, trust. something is totally wrong with you... have you been taking ur vitamins i prescribed??" you have no family or friends to tell you that no, that place is a fucking wreck with doctors with literally no actual qualifications. LOL

going back the week after for another checkup as the doctor called it, being tired as he trails his nitrile gloved hands over your throat and chest.. asking how the vitamins are treating you and you tell him straight up, "they give me boners that last a while even after i nut.. that normal?" while scratching the back of your head... "yeaah! that happens in the very beginning, but don't worry, that'll go away..." is in awe, lowkey, as he touches the hands that you stroked ur dick with. Ahem. doctor tells you to come back next week ... and you do, nurse guiding you again, and you tell him its good to see him.. which he eagerly says the same, nurse is pretty chatty with you.. happily making conversation about ur shirt and saying he totally likes that band or whatever!!

going over your "charts" and says he needs a sample of your spit / urine?? for the doctor to test becuz its totally regulation, totally unaware that he totally had that he added the sample to his growing shrine in the basement that only had a few tissues and the popsicle stick with a grainy picture of you he took over the cameras in the hall... a copied tape of the feed containing you and all that... freak. so weirded out when they tell you to put on one of the hospital gowns and follow them to the larger area that turns into an actual hospital rather than office..,,,

#ocs =͟͟͞͞★#“polite” doctor and cute nurse ...#x male reader #male reader #x top male reader #top male reader #yandere doctor #yandere nurse!#subtop reader

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am-i-the-asshole-official · 8 months

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too many teens whining for validation, this blog needs more weird and stupid so...

AITA for kidnapping my friend and trapping her in the cheesebarn?

Hear me out:

The story starts about a week before my (20 at the time ftm) 21st birthday. If you live in the US you know this isnt just some lame 7th birthday or 36th birthday, this is one of the big boy birthdays, the special ones. Its when you can legal buy alcohol and are therefore truly an adult in the eyes of the law.

Naturally my friends (20s) wanted to do something Big for our 21sts. So they asked me what i wanted to do and i said i didnt really care as long as I got a road trip somewhere with friends.

Everyone thought it was a fun idea but it was a little short notice for everyone to get time off from work, but my other friend we will call C also had her 21st exactly a month after mine to the day, and the two of us agreed to share our 21sts and not do much of anything on my actual birthday. This is important, bc it was a SHARED birthday road trip.

I agree to let C pick the destination and I provide the car. We didnt have much of a plan as we were going to meet up with C's old roommate who lives in the city we picked to show us a good time.

It was 5 of us total and about a 7 hour drive altogether there with not a whole lot on the way there. We get to the city she picked and meet the roommate and honestly the rest of this part is just standard 21st birthday shenanigans. Its when we start the drive home things really start.

Remember its a long drive with not much to see? Well that was a lie. On our way back we see it, the Real "Happiest Place on Earth" as far as places with a mouse for a mascot go:

Grandpa's.

Fuckin'.

Cheesebarn.

Obviously me and the other people on the trip want to stop and see the magic, but unfucking fortunately C happens to be the only Basic White Girl ™️ in the entire world who hates cheese and isnt even lactose intolerant. This girl is notorious for making "petty" and "I hate Cheese" her entire personality. She would constantly make faces and gagging noises and talk about how gross and nasty cheese is if you so much as eat a grilt cheese near her.

Clearly she made it known that she wasnt on board with it. "NO! FUCK YOU ALL IM NOT GOING TO A PLACE CALLED A CHEESEBARN ON MY BIRTHDAY!!" were her exact words.

But i remembered i was driving, it was my car, and it was supposed to be my birthday too. So I put it to a vote. "Raise your hand if you wanna go to Grandpa's Cheesebarn!"

All hands raise but one. With C out voted we head to the cheesebarn.

Guys. This place is amazing. Its obviously making cheese its main draw, but yhere's so much more, its every shitty midwest tourist trap rolled into one glorious place. There's even a chocolate shop. We even got C's roommate to ditch work and come meet us bc shr heard "Grandpa's Cheesebarn" and knew she had to drop everything.

All in all a good visit, C even seemed like she had fun once we got there (she sure spent $300 on candies and dip mixes anyway). We go home. Things seem fine.

Then C drops off the face of the earth.

She wont respond to our calls or texts and at first we thought maybe she was giing through a rough patch or something and try to just keep reaching out but give her space. But then we find out that not only is she still hanging our with our other friends who couldnt make the trip with us. So clearly she's just pissed at us about something.

Finally one day a few months later i catch her at her job and just tell her "I dont care if you hate us, we'll never speak to you again if you dont want us to, but what the hell did we do to you??"

And she just looked me over and says "Well. You kidnapped me."

lolwut

And she yells (bc this girl loves yelling at people) "YOU KIDNAPPED ME AND TRAPPED ME AT A CHEESEBARN ON. MY. BIRTHDAY!!!!!"

And i just said "Well it was my birthday too," and havent spoken to her since. Its been over a decade and "No ragrets" as we said back in the day, but uts baffled me for years that that was her reaction. "Im just over you guys" i can understand, and its not like she was shy about telling people she hates them and their out of her life ever before. And from what i ended up hearing from our other friends she kept talking with it really was about the cheesebarn and how we "ruined her birthday".

No but srsly AITA??? For making her go to a cheesebarn???

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

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sage-green-matcha · 10 months

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SPILL YOUR GUTS OR FILL YOUR GUTS - JACK CHAMPION 🍽️

Singer/songwriter Y/n L/n and actor Jack Champion play “Spill your guts or fill your guts” on the Late Late Show!

Content includes: fluff! Some tension, eating gross foods, a live audience!

"Hi, I'm Y/n L/n!" "And I'm Jack Champion!"

“And we are playing a segment called spill your guts or fill your guts!" You smiled with nervousness, hands in your lap. "You ready?" Jack looked up at you with his classic smile, the smell of the food radiating into your nose. "No, not at all" you laughed, holding onto the sides of the table.

"Let's take a look at the food we have on the table!" You smiled, turning the table to show everything. "So first we have some delicious...bug trifle!" Jack exaggerated, a big smile on his face as he watched you cringe at the names. "Jellyfish! Not horrible I guess" The crowed let out a "ew" Jack agreeing. "Yea, ew"

"Giant water scorpion" you squirmed, holding back a gag. "This is horrible" You read out more of the foods, the questions officially starting. "Okay Jack, I'll ask the first question" You gave him a mischievous smile, holding back a laugh. "The producers have not shown us the questions! So it's all real" You made eye contact with him, giving him a reassuring smile. "It's all real!"

"Okay, so Jack...I think I'm gonna give you…" You looked at the array of food, deciding to not start so badly. "Jack, here is your thousand-year-old egg nog" he looked at you with annoyance, biting back his lip. "Give it a sniff" you giggled, his face dropping the smile. "That's fucking disgusting! Oh no, wait can I cuss?" "No!" you shook your head, his face stuck on the expression from when he smelled the drink.

"First question" you pulled from the deck of questions, reading it to yourself with a smile. "Jack…Who is your favorite to least favorite co-star on Scream VI?" You knew he would have to drink it, he was too sweet of a person to answer a question like that. "That's so mean, I can't answer that..." "Are you actually gonna drink that?" You teased, Jack shaking his head.

"So least favorite is probably Mason.." your mouth dropped open with a smile. "I'm kidding, no uh" he cringed before taking the cup to his lips, taking a sip. "Swallow it! Swallow it!" He held up the silver bucket to his mouth, shaking his head. You watched with disgust, laughing over at the audience.

“Good job!” You clapped, Jack’s face stuck on a sour expression. “This is my payback. You’re eating that meat cube thing” You shook your head, biting back your lip, your eyes basically pleading. “Ready?!” “Absolutely not” “Great!” He said with a laugh.

“Y/n, who is your hit song “Nonsense” really about?” You glared at him, the audience letting out a gasp. “Come on Y/n! Tell us! Or you could always just eat the tongue jello” If it were about any other person you probably would’ve told. But you knew it would be too embarrassing to tell Jack it was about him on live television.

Your lips bent into a frown, shaking your head as you took the spoon to the food in front of you. “That’s disgusting” “I know” you sighed, looking at the clear and pink jello in front of you. You held back your breath as you put it in your mouth. The taste and texture made you want to throw up, quickly spitting it into the bucket.

“You guys are horrible” you coughed, Jack just smiling at you. “You could’ve answered the question!” “That’s never happening”

“Okay! So Jack you’re gonna have the delicious cod sperm today!” His eyebrows furrowed, looking at the plate of bean shaped like sperm. “How…how do they get it out?” You chuckled, shrugging before reading out the question. “Jack, you have mentioned before that you’ve had a crush on one of your co-stars. Who is it?”

His heart pounded out of his chest, feeling his face get hot. He looked at you and then at the platter in front of him, letting out a sigh. “I really don’t wanna eat this” you smirked, watching him as he rubbed his forehead. “It was only for a bit!” You looked at him confused. “Just say who it is” he bit back his lip. “Y/n” the crowd yelled in awe, making you shake your head. He quickly noticed how your face held back a smile, his heart bouncing around in his chest.

“Okay, Y/n! Now it’s your turn!” “Hey! You can’t just say that and move on. For how long..?” You teased him, his eyes rolling. “Like a week, get over yourself” You pouted your lips jokingly, but on the inside, you were going crazy. He really liked you? Even if it was only for a week it meant he saw something about you. Maybe the stares he gave you weren’t just a figment of your imagination. Maybe you weren’t delusional…

“Y/n…I’m gonna have you eat the water scorpion!” You just sighed, hoping that the question wasn’t too personal. “Can you give us a sneak peek at one of your tracks?” You shot a glance at your manager, her smile telling you it was fine. “Yea! Okay!” You pulled out your phone. “Seriously?” “Mhm”

You scrolled through some of your voice memos, finding one of your upcoming singles. “Ready?” You held your phone to the mic on your dress, watching as everyone listened in awe. “Okay! That’s all!” You played about 5 seconds of it, everyone left wanting more. Jack didn’t say anything, instead, he clapped along with the audience. “Thank you guys…more coming soon? Maybe?” You smiled, Jack giving you a high five.

“For our last round…Jack I’m gonna give you the Salmon smoothie!” You picked up a card, reading the last question. “Jack! You’ve become a staple celebrity crush. Do you secretly watch fan edits of yourself?” You smirked, knowing the answer. “You already know!” He pointed, shaking his head. “Yes, I do” he sighed, the audience laughing. “I was literally backstage at some event and he was watching edits of himself” You shook your head. “Hey! Hey now, don’t expose me”

“Alright! Y/n, the bull penis is all yours” You shook your head, the crowd excited with laughs. “For your last question! Out of all your best friends…Who is your favorite?” The question wasn’t that bad, nodding as you pushed the plate away from you. “My favorite friend is you, Jack” “Yes!” He brought down his fist, your face with a big smile. The crowd cheered, your voice being drowned out. “That was spill your guts or fill your guts! We’ll be right back with more Late Late Show!!

You bumped Jack’s shoulder as you walked out, waving to the crowd. “You had a crush on me?” You couldn’t help but ask, your face filling with heat. “Yea, is it really that hard to believe?” You shrugged, walking into the green room behind him. “I am honored to be your favorite best friend!” He lied, he wanted you to see him as more than that. Sure, he was happy that you loved to spend time with him. But he wished it would go to the next level.

You plopped down on the couch, chugging down a water bottle to get the taste of raw meat out of your mouth. “I can’t believe you made me eat that” you made a face, shaking your head. “You could’ve just answered the question!” He was kinda glad you didn’t, it probably would’ve hurt when you said a name that wasn’t his.

“Why do you wanna know so bad?” You smiled, your heart beating a bit faster than usual. “I’m just curious” he sat next to you, faces dangerously close to one another. “Okay, I’ll tell you” “yea?” “Mhm” you shook your head, Jack staring at you with admiration. His eyes were big and doughy, making you choke on your words. “Well, I…uhm” he watched as your confidence drained, now filled with anxiety.

“You don’t have to tell-“ “It’s about you! I’m sorry, oh my god” you squirmed, Jack's eyes widening. You paused as you realized what you had just admitted. Before he could say anything you got up to leave, Jack taking you by your wrist. “Seriously?” You nodded with a gulp. “Why were you scared to tell me?” You scratched the back of your neck, feeling more than uncomfortable in the situation you had dragged yourself into. “I guess I was just scared you didn’t feel the same way…” his smile was comforting, pulling you closer to sit back down.

“I do” “You do?” He nodded, taking your face into his hands. He noticed as you panicked, your eyes tracing his expression. You couldn’t tell if he was serious. Before you could process anything you felt his lips fall onto yours, eyes widening before you relaxed into him.

Your heart was all giddy inside of you, your hand on his chest as he pulled you closer. It felt like pure euphoria when he kissed you. You didn’t know how to describe it, but it was addictive. You felt like you could truly never get enough of him, pulling him closer with a hungrier and deeper kiss. “Hey! You guys are on in-“ You pulled alway quickly, a producer with an awkward smile on his face. “Y’all are on in 20” you thanked him, looking back at Jack. His face was flushed, your lipstick messy on his face. You tried to rub it off, giggles filling the room.

“Also, I didn’t mean to friend zone you, I’m sorry” You moved the hair out of his face, rubbing his lip as he watched you in awe. “Well, I know that now” he smiled, pulling you in for another messy kiss.

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rottenaero · 10 months

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Family video was slow, as it always was on Mondays. Steve’d been stuck on shift by himself, and he passed time by flipping through the same five magazines that have been sitting in the desk drawer since before Robin and him had arrived.

Movies became a-lot less entertaining when you had to watch them 24/7, and you start learning the difference between a good film and a wannabe-camp.

Internally, he winced.

Robin was definitely rubbing off on him. All those days where she sat on the counter beside him, pointing directly at the screen, ranting about how unrealistically the girls are portrayed.

“Whiney and boy-obsessed, Steve!” She yelps. On the screen, Back to The Future is playing, and Marty’s mother is insisting he stay in her room.

He leans forward, onto the counter, and tilts a twizzler towards her. “Pretty sure it’s meant to be hot to people. Like imagining that it’s you she’s saying this shit to.”

“Of course it’s hot! But if it’s my mother then I wouldn’t be hanging around.” She hisses. At the same time Marty runs out of the door.

Instead of an action movie, or romance, he’s got The Parent Trap playing. It’s sweet enough that the occasional parent with a ‘sick’ child wadding behind them doesn’t scream at him for violent or sexual scenes.

The sound isn’t loud enough to disrupt him reading, which he’s thankful for.

The bell rings, and he throws out a, “Welcome to family video, I’m here if you need anything!” Without looking up.

“Harrington!” A familiar voice crows, and he rolls his eyes. Sets his magazine down open on the counter. He eyes Eddie, who has a grin already lining his face.

“Aren’t you supposed to be at school, failing your forth year?” He tuts, no real malice in his voice. Eddie sighs dramatically. “It hurts me that you forget. They let me off the hook! Free graduation baby!”

Steve stands, approaches where the register is, and leans his forearms onto the counter. “And, uh, when was this?”

He gets an unimpressed look. “You were there.”

“Was I?” His voice lilts, and he has to hold back a laugh at Eddie’s furrowed brow.

“You helped me get ready.”

“Does not ring a bell.”

“You talked me down from giving Higgins giving me the finger!”

“Hmm…” Steve hums conspiratorially. “You know, still doesn’t ring a bell.”

“Shithead!” Eddie yelps. A college girl from another aisle, that definitely should be at school, giggles. He sends a little finger wave to her while he speaks. “Munson, you better be glad that it wasn’t a mother.”

“Steve, Stevie, Steven-”

“Not my name.”

“Steven, you remember.” Eddie grins, and the girl starts walking towards them with two tapes in her arms.

“Is this all?” Steve asks with his customer service voice, as he shoos Eddie to the side. The girl smiles sweetly. “Yes, well…Actually I don’t have an account. Don’t you need a number for that?” She asks. Eddie scrunches his nose from the side.

“Yeah, what’s your name?” Steve slides to the create an account, and she spews out her name, and her number. “It already exists.”

“Oh,” Her voice isn’t shocked at all, “Well, how about you keep the digits to yourself? Maybe give me a call?” Eddie backs up, and fake gags out of her view. Steve gives him a glare. “Alright, well, your total is 5.27.”

She hands him the change, lets her fingers brush his before walking out with her discs. As soon as she’s gone, Steve lets his face fall. He rounds on the metalhead.

“Dude!”

Eddie tilts his head, “What’d I do?”

“What if she saw you?”

He sighs, leans onto the counter dramatically. “So I make one little face.”

“Are you going to actually buy anything?” He asks, cutting off the conversation before it just turns into a loop.

“Right, yeah! Where’s the-“ Eddie smirks, eyebrows raised, and rings the service bell before he lifts a hand like he’s using a salt grinder? “-Adult section.”

And that was definitely not salt. His nose scrunches, “Gross dude.”

Eddie shrugs innocently. “We all do it.”

“Robin doesn’t.”

“Robins not a guy.”

He’s about to bring up one of the kids, before pausing.

They’re highschoolers now, he doesn’t know what they do and he frankly doesn’t want to.

“Jonathan?” He suggests.

“Argyle has made a little too many right hand jokes about him for me to believe that.”

“God, whatever,” He sighs, points to the corner, where there’s a bead covered doorway. “Sections over there.”

He gets a salute in response before Eddies practically skipping away.

He’s so fucking weird.

Two people come in by the time he comes back out.

Which means that he was in there for a while.

He’s got three tapes in his hand when he walks back to the countertop, slams them on there. And Steve,

He really tries not to look. Because while some of the films in there are just R-rated, there are still some pornos and he doesn’t really wanna know what Eddie’s into.

But, it’s unfortunately difficult when he’s trying to scan the titles in. Eddies swaying back and forth, hands in pockets as he gets a glance at-

“Rocky Horror?” Dark brown eyes snap to him, and he nods approvingly. “Good choice.”

It doesn’t exactly fit his and Robin’s non-whiney-and-boy-obsessed-women regime, but they both enjoy it. It’s funny enough.

“You’ve- You’ve seen it?” Eddie asks, voice high pitched for a reason he can’t pin point. “Yeah, a couple times.”

“You’re sure you’ve seen this one, and not Rocky wrestler?” Eddie asks again. Steve huffs, “Yes, Janet, Brad, Tim Curry and Rocky.”

A “Huh.” Is muttered as Steve types in the title name to Eddie’s account, and moves onto the next movie. Poor Pretty Eddie, he’d never seen it, and flips it over, reading the description.

“What are you doing?”

Steve’s eyes squint as he nears the end of the paragraph. “Dude this sounds graphic, you seriously watching this with Rocky of all things?”

“I like my variety.” He states, slowly, sounding out every syllable.

Blood Thirsty Butchers is next, and Steve quickly types in the names. “What even are these movies?”

He gets a shrug. “I don’t know, I’ve only seen Rocky. You know,” Eddie smiles, leans over the counter further. “It more fun to watch a new movie with someone.”

Steve hums, “You want Darla’s number? Bet she’d watch it with you.”

“Steven,”

“Not my name!”

“Stephano!”

“Whatever,” He sighs, runs a hand through his coiffed hair. “Sure, I get off at four.”

“Seems a bit early, but whatever. What about work?”

“Ew, dude. Chill out, this is Family Video.”

“Is that why I saw a bunch of pornos back there?”

“Adult section- Just-“ Steve shoves the metalhead lightly off the countertop. “What time do you want to do this?”

An older lady walks in as Eddie talks, “How about five? You buy the pizza, and ring my shit up.”

“Or-“ Steve slides the tapes to him. “-You buy the pizza, I use my employee-free-rental on these.”

“Works for me, it’s a date, Steve.”

He shoos him away as the lady steps into the romcom section, “See you at five, freak.”

Eddie blows a kiss, “Miss you already!”

He shakes his head, grabbing his chair and magazine and dragging them to near the register.

What a weirdo.

#steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie #eddie munson x steve harrington #steve harrington x eddie munson #stranger things ficlet #steddie ficlet #stranger things #crisisinverted17

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lurkingshan · 1 month

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Every time I see a Wedding Impossible GIFs on my dash I keep thinking that when it's over I'd love to read your take on what went wrong with this show. In a form of a very spiteful rant preferably.

(the show probably doesn't deserve too much of your time but I am just very VERY curious and had to share)

WELL! I was considering just letting this show go quietly into the night, but I will take this excuse to do a good rant instead.

*cracks knuckles*

You asked what went wrong with this show, but truly, nothing went right with it. From top to bottom, it's an utter waste of a good premise and a total destruction of the rare opportunity to get some positive queer rep into a het kdrama for a broader audience than will ever be reached by a ql. Let me list the most glaring problems:

They made Do Han a supporting character in his own narrative. Do Han, his sexuality, his desire and need to hide who he is to protect himself, and his desperate plan to avoid a life he doesn't want is the core of the story. Despite that, the story treats him like a minor supporting character with limited screen time and virtually no interiority or character development that made any sense.

The relationships were poorly written and the bonds were not believable. Ah Jeong was meant to be Do Han's ride or die bestie, but nothing in their scenes together or her behavior towards him suggested this was actually true. They seemed more like acquaintances who were friendly enough but had no real loyalty to each other, or even like she was a random actress he hired to play his wife. And Ji Han and Do Han had no brotherly bond or affection to speak of; their relationship consisted entirely of Ji Han throwing tantrums and demanding things for no reason other than he wants them, and Do Han trying to avoid being forced into them.

The leads were terrible people and the show did not realize that. Do Han's brother and best friend entered into a romance while she was engaged to Do Han. Ji Han thought it was a real relationship and did not seem to feel any guilt about pursuing his brother's lover. Ah Jeong was under a contract she agreed to as both his best friend and as a job to protect him and did not seem to care that she was breaking her commitment and threatening his safety. They gallivanted around flaunting their relationship in public with no regard for Do Han or his reputation whatsoever. And the show tried to convince me that Do Han was the selfish one in this scenario for the great sin of being gay and not just fucking off and getting out of the way of their relationship. Ji Han and Ah Jeong were never held accountable for what they did to him; instead we got to watch many scenes of Do Han being shamed and berated. Anyone who contributed to the writing and depiction of this can get fucked.

Every element of the story was poorly written and the resolutions were either unearned or so badly set up that they fell flat anyway. Do Han was being harassed and stalked and the story only barely cared about this. The family drama was boring and the grandpa character was a mess of contradictions who changed on a dime depending on the demands of the plot. There was no chemistry to speak of between the leads. The romance was utterly unbelievable and developed so poorly that it was impossible to care about whether these two assholes got together. The show used romcom tropes randomly to fill time even if they didn't fit. The final episode was stuffed with cameos by actors with personal connections to the cast and crew in the hopes it would distract us from what an unsatisfying conclusion it was, and the whole thing ended on a bizarre wedding gag that didn't work at all. The only good part was Do Han coming out on his own terms and leaving to go live his own life in New York, but the way they framed that was so gross I couldn't even enjoy it.

Most importantly, the messages of this show were deeply, unforgivably homophobic. This story went out of its way to tell us over and over again that Do Han is a selfish coward for being closeted, that his sexuality is a burden for his loved ones, that his family and friends are the real victims for having to deal with him, and that he was the one in the wrong for trying to protect himself. At no point was he allowed to get truly angry at the way his family and friends were treating him; he remained benevolent and shouldered the guilt and blame for everything, despite doing absolutely nothing except try to live an authentic life. At every turn the show depicted his siblings and grandfather and friend being hateful and/or careless with him, but then told us it was Do Han's fault for being who he is. They wanted us to blame the gay character and sympathize with a brother who resented him for not being the straight business leader he wanted him to be, and a friend who betrayed him without a second thought. The show argued passionately that the lies Do Han told to protect himself were the real problem, not the homophobia and hatred and rejection he faced every day of his life. It was an abysmal and offensive message and exactly the opposite of what a responsible piece of media would be trying to communicate.

I don't know if the people who made this show are actively malicious or just deeply incompetent, but they had no business telling a story involving a queer character if they were going to do it like this.

#if it's not already super clear #i do NOT recommend watching this #wedding impossible #kdrama #shan answers

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tac-the-unseen · 8 days

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What the Lost Boys think of vampire related media pt.2

After your last vamp media talk you had more questions you absolutely needed the answers to. Some of those answers came more naturally than you thought.

What we do in the Shadows:

-This is their absolute favorite show. It's just something they can all sit down to watch and get a nice laugh.

-David was actually the one that suggested it to the group

-He thinks it's about as close to what being a really vampire is like.

-You brought up your last conversation about why no vampire media could be so close to the real thing and he quickly responded with “Vampires are made up to be these gross demon creatures with no self control, when in fact most vampires were just normal humans going about their life.”

-He knew that no one in this show actually knows any vampires because of inconsistencies, but it's as close to it as they can all get without having to kill anyone for it.

-”Are you off your tits, boy?” “He is.”

-Paul quotes the show all the damn time (And so do the others but he is the main culprit.)

-you actually can't get him to stop

-”I became a vampire to suck blood and to fuck forever.”

-”No fuck off. Can't be side tracked with cheap sex potions.”

-Need an answer to any questions? Paul will respond with “Coprophilia.”

-Marko is giggling at Paul's quotes and answers with his own

-”Pizza pie” :D

-”He's my sweet cheese!”

-”She speaks the bullshit.”

-His favorite character is Nadja of course

-You have to pry him away from the T.V if you need him to do something else

-Dwayne will stop whatever he's doing if you offer to watch WWDITS with him

-He loves the historical references and gags

-He relates to Guillermo most of the time, being one of the voices of reason in his Chaos Coven

-”i was thinking w-” “we should finish each other off and tell no one?” “I’m game if you are.” ✨Spooky music✨

•This show is permanently engraved into their brain

•You can take the boys out of WWDITS but you can not take the WWDITS out of the boys

Hotel Transylvania:

-Paul squints at the T.V “This has to be a crime to watch.”

-Dwayne without turning away from the T.V “Dracula is going to go ape shit when he sees this “

-David eats his popcorn slowly “at least there is other monsters in this movie.”

-Marko is giggling at the Blob and Scream Cheese “I fucking love kids movies.”

-All of them hated the village scene though.

Kid vampire:

-They all watch it because Laddie wanted them too

-All you can hear for the next few days is “Kid Vampire!” in that accent

-David and Dwayne thought the bogger nose bleed drink was absolutely disgusting.

-Like to the point the both gagged.

-Paul thinks it a cute little project

-Marko likes how they say ‘blood’

-Dwayne uses the song “Vampire brush” to get Laddie to brush his teeth

Monster High:

-Marko and Paul sing the theme song semi consistently

-”Monster-monster high! monster high! monster-monster high! Freaky, sheek, and fly, monster high, where student bodies lay.”

-”We got spirits, yes we do! We got spirits, how bout you!?”

-This is another show they all watch with Laddie

-David isn't a raving fan, but he can stand it

-”Draculaura is a bit of a lazy name.” “Clawdeen wolf? Lagona blue? Cleo De Nile? Everyone has a lazy name because it's a kids show!”

-Dwayne is secretly into it and asks Laddie to watch it with him so he has an excuse

Thanks for reading <3

Yes I saw the comment you wanted me to see. Don't think I was ignoring you, I just had to find other media to talk about. (I stalk my own page like a Hyena. It's a little sad tbh lmao)

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The Most Annoying Things about Living on Era 1 Scadrial

[Previously: The Most Annoying Things About Living on Roshar]

Once again, this list is focused on things that are just annoying, rather than straight-up unconscionable and/or horrifying--you know, like all of the violence and abuse and slavery. Putting all of the actual bad bad aside, what sorts of things about living in the world of Era 1 Mistborn would just be bothersome?

1. Ash. Ash everywhere.

It would just be so...dirty. Ash on your skin. Ash in your hair. Ash dusting every surface in your home. Ash in your food. You'd just feel so dirty, all of the time. Like, I'm the sort of person who gets frustrated after a few days in a hotel because everything on the bathroom sink is just inevitably kinda damp after a while and there are never enough little towels to dry everything off. Scadrial would be like that, only way, WAY more annoying.

2. ACAB...only with more body horror

Like, yes--Scadrial is a terrifying police state full of cops who can kill you with their mind. But that's over on the "actually horrifying" side of things. For my purposes, there's also the fact that these monstrous officers of the autocracy have, just, spikes sticking straight out of the back of their head through their eyes. I do not like horror. I do not like body horror. I'd be over there trying not to gag just from how gross they looked as they, well, killed all of my loved ones or whatever.

3. No greenery, no flowers

Like, not only is there ash and body horror everywhere, but everything is also just...brown. The plants are brown. There aren't any flowers. I'm with Mare on this one. It was be sad to not see color anywhere.

4. Depression can be outsourced

Emotional allomancy is a pretty anxiety-inducing concept, so far as I'm concerned. It's like the half-joking fear that one day advertisers will find a way to inject ads directly into our brains, only in this case, people really can make you unavoidably depressed or curious or wanting-to-fetch-Breeze-some-wine. I already can't trust my emotions half the time--this would make it so much worse!

5. Mistwraiths are not as cute as racoons

Yes, they may both be scavengers out there doin' their thing and not really hurting anyone, but please mentally compare a fuzzy raccoon with its little raccoon face and little racoon hands and then imagine that it's a mistwraith digging through your garbage instead. I think we can agree on which one would be worse.

6. No stargazing

Oh, you want to go on a romantic or platonic outing to go gaze up at the wondrous night sky? Hell no! The world is crusted in ash and mist and all is darkness. Sorry.

7. People keep dropping coins on your head

Maybe there aren't tons of people who, like me, have a vague fear that someone will drop a coin off a building above you and brain you in the head. But on Scadrial, that is a real concern. There's Mistborn flying all over the damn place flinging money at each other. Some of that is gonna rain down on innocent people below, is all I'm saying.

I don't think Scadrial is for me.

#cosmere #cosmerelists #Scadrial #Mistborn #Mistborn era 1

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running home to your sweet nothings - c. pulisic

tbh this is just some short fluff I wrote for myself, so happy birthday to me. because non sexual intimacy is the best gift ever. word count : 1.6 k gif credits to owner

you hear the front door open and shut before you see him. you hear his footsteps rushing up the stairs before you see him. and lastly, you feel his body engulf yours just as you turn to greet him.

“well hello to you”, you can’t help but laugh out as he begins to leave a plethora of kisses alongside your face and jaw. it’s like a reflex when his hands settle on your hips and yours on his shoulders. and the kisses don’t seem to be ending anytime soon. “hey what’s going on with you?”

christian doesn’t even bother to lift his head from his current position, tucked into your neck. his lips leave a trail of soft brushes. it’s a barely audible mumble, “nothing, just missed you.”

you snort, “clearly.”

that earns you a pinch to your hip. deciding to indulge him, you let him continue this little love fest. you’d be crazy if you didn’t jump at any opportunity to give in and reciprocate his affections. but bringinging your hands up to his hair, you immediately feel a sticky wetness.

“christian,” you groan. retreating your hands and over-exaggeratingly wiping them on his shirt, you take a step away from him. finally being able to properly look at him, the sight is one to behold. he’s still wearing his sweat soaked training clothes and there’s a slight sheen to his skin. “you missed me so much you couldn’t bother showering before coming home?”

“nope.” he seems unfazed by your disbelief. trying to get you back in his grasp, he holds out his arms. “c’mere y/n.”

you fervently shake your head, “no way, not until you’re showered and clean. you stink!”

he’s getting slightly frustrated at this point.

before you even have the chance to react, he’s reaching out and pulling you back into his embrace. dramatically, he nuzzles his face deep into your neck and begins leaving obnoxious, sticky kisses along your skin.

“oh, chris!” you yelp, (half heartedly) trying to push him off you. your heart wants to betray you and get lost in the bliss of his childish antics. the more you attempt to free yourself, the tighter he holds on. another weak shove and groan, “that’s gross!”

and all he does is have the audacity to laugh.

“you,” kiss. “think,” kiss. “my,” kiss. “kisses,” kiss. “are,” kiss. “gross?” kiss.

and then he has the audacity to pout.

“oh baby, you don’t wanna know my answer.” you mirror his pout. taking a page from his book, you return a pinch to his hip. “go clean yourself up and maybe it’ll change.”

you smile to yourself when you hear him let out a defeated groan. loosening his grip on you, you think he’ll actually listen and leave you to go shower.

what you were not expecting (but should’ve) was for him to grab your hand and drag you along to the bathroom. yet as he leads you inside and goes to turn the shower on, long gone are the petulant pouts and the feigned annoyance. right there, tucked away from the rest of the world, you two can ease into just existing with each other.

“join me?” he asks, with a glint in his eyes. “you know, to save water? global warming is real, y/n.”

it’s helpless to fight the smile on your lips. solemnly nodding along, you make sure your voice is as serious as can be. “oh yeah, smart thinking. you know, your passion for water conservation is what really got me.”

but jokes and quips aside, you give christian a shy smile and begin to take off his shirt. you two found yourselves in this situation more often than not. it had become second nature to undressing christian as it had become for him to undress you. there were usually never lust driven ulterior motives, just delicate touches and the utmost care.

you leave a few kisses on his chest when taking off his shirt. theres a light shove and eye roll when you pretend to sniff his shirt and then pretend to gag. he leaves a kiss on each of your shoulders when he takes off your shirt. he unbuttons your pants for you and even neatly folds them when setting them aside.

it’s all very simple, all very routine.

once everything is off, christian gently kisses you before guiding you into the shower.

by the time you’re both under the cascading water, the water is hot and the air has become steamy. and as soon as the droplets touch your skin, you can’t help but let out an involuntary sigh.

“is it too hot?” he asks from behind you, hand already reaching to fiddle with the handle.

shaking your head, you crane your neck back to look up at him. when you’re met with his lovesick smile and soft eyes, your tummy can’t help but feel fuzzy. the feeling only intensifies when his hand finds its place back on your hip, while his other reaches for your shampoo. as he squeezes a dollop of product onto his hand, you lean back against him,as he massages it throughout your hair. the warm water felt nice but it was nothing compared to christians touch.

as he moves onto washing your body, he tugs at your shoulder, letting you know to turn to face him. coming face to face with his chest, you begin to leave a trail of kisses wherever you could reach. as he suds your body, you leave soapy kisses on his collarbones, neck, and jaw. planting your palms on his shoulders, you lift to your tip toes and leave a kiss on lips.

lifting yourself a tad bit higher, your mouth is pressed against the shell of his ear. “your turn now, pretty boy.”

scooting around in the small space, you begin to wash his hair, relishing in the pleased hums he lets out as you massage his scalp. going around him, you begin to massage and clean his back. and you can’t help but leave a kiss (or two) between his shoulder blades, despite the soap and all.

as you continue to work on your objective, he blindly reaches for you behind him. “and how was your day hm?”

swatting his hand away, “it was okay, just finished up some errands… and missed you a lot.”

“i missed you too,” christian tries to reach you once more. when he feels your hand brush him off again, he’s decided he’s had enough. quickly turning around to face you, it’s a miracle he doesn’t slip. looking down at you, it’s a simple, direct request. “kiss me.”

and for all your merciless teasing, you desperately want to kiss him silly. thus, you waste no time in obliging him.

but when the kiss begins to get deeper, you lightly shove him off, again. directing him back under the stream of water, you let out a giggle. “okay lover boy, you still stink.”

as you begin to rinse his body from all the soaps, your hands make sure to travel from his chest to down his stomach. they’re circular motions as you make sure he’s spotless and shiny. too focused on doing a good job, you don’t realize how still he’s become or the lovestruck expression on his face. he is utterly enamored with you.

grabbing one of your moving hands, christian turns it and presses a kiss to your palm. it disarms you. you don’t dare look up at him, being sure it’ll kill you. but like earlier, his kisses don’t seem to be coming to an end. curiosity gets the best of you and you dare to glance up at him, eyes glimmering and heart thumping fast.

oh.

christian was so focused on you. those brown eyes were looking at you so, so softly, as he continued leaving a kiss on your palms and down your wrists. doing so, was causing your knees to go weak. if that damned hand of his wasn’t glued to your waist and holding you up, you’re sure you’d be on the floor by now.

you stand there for a few moments, christian still grasping your hand- holding it more gently than he would anything else. you mimic his affections and bring your hands up to his face, rubbing delicate strokes on his cheekbones.

as you both step out of the shower, he places another kiss on your forehead and wraps a fluffy towel around your body. once again, he guides you from the bathroom back into the bedroom.

as he rummages through the drawers for a change of clothes, you sit at the edge of the bed and rack your brain for a cliche pick up line or a dirty joke to get him flustered. you know, usual banter between the two of you. but before even given the chance, he turns and hands you a pair of underwear and one of his t-shirts. only now, you notice his brows have furrowed and there's a downward dip in his lips.

as you both dress, you lightly kick his leg. “everything okay?”

there’s a pause.

“yeah, I just have a question. I need you to answer as honestly as possible.” he bites his lip, tilts his head, and really fucking ponders how to say his next few words. it leaves you itching with worry and anticipation. “do you still think my kisses are gross?”

you want to laugh. you want to roll your eyes. and maybe flip him off a little. you settle with a few taps to your chin and put on your most pensive expression. and instead of answering, you push him onto the bed and show him your answer rather than saying it.

feedback is very, very welcome and appreciated. thank you for reading!

#christian pulisic fluff #christian pulisic #christian pulisic x reader #christian pulisic imagine

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headkiss · 2 years

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hii! i got a concept stuck in my head and was wondering if you would want to write a fic about it 🤧 everyone's reaction to steve & reader having been secretly dating for a long time for some reason!!! they can't believe it.

she could be someone's sister or nanny also. the kids didn't suspect a thing because they say she's way out of his league anyway and always talks about her boyfriend. somehow the secret's out!!!

thanks in advance if you write it :))

hi :) i don’t know if this is exactly what u had in mind but this is what i wrote and i hope u will like it!!! | 0.7k words and fluff

“What!?”

It’s a collective yell, the group of kids that you’ve grown to love so much surprised at what you’ve just told them.

What you and Steve told them.

They make it seem like it’s some huge deal. It wasn’t a secret that you had a boyfriend, the secret—until now—was only who that was. But, you suppose it is a huge deal to them.

You and Steve waited a couple of months before telling the kids you were together. It was mostly for their sake, actually. You didn’t want to expose yourselves as a couple until you were sure things would stay that way, that the kids wouldn’t end up caught in the middle of a breakup.

And you were so sure.

Steve was the best boyfriend you could ever ask for. He took you out on the cutest dates, took care of you when you weren’t feeling well, and he was a great cuddler. You think the best sleeps you’ve ever had have been when he’s with you, holding you.

Even now, with at least five different questions thrown at you at the same time, he’s holding your hand tightly.

“I thought you already had a boyfriend?” Dustin brings up a valid point. You’d been talking about your boyfriend for weeks, you just never mentioned a name.

“Steve is that boyfriend, Dusty.”

“Wait so our actual childhood babysitter is dating the honorary babysitter? Oh, this is too much,” Lucas is next to speak up, but he smiles as he says it. It looks like approval and happiness and something that tells you he was expecting this.

“But you’re like.. way out of his league,” Max said.

“Yeah, I know she is. Got lucky I guess.”

Steve looks at you, smiles growing on both of your faces. He squeezed your hand and leans in to peck your cheek.

A chorus of groans and fake gags ensue.

“So we have to watch you two be all gross all the time now?”

Just as you’re about to say no to Will’s question, that you won’t go overboard on the PDA, Steve plants a kiss right on your mouth. He winks at you when he pulls away, and laughs at the reactions of the group.

He loves nagging them just like they do with him.

“When it rains it pours, or whatever.”

“Ew, Steve. You need to be stopped.”

Dustin and your boyfriend start bickering the way they do, and you can’t help but giggle at their antics. You know it’s all out of love, anyway.

Eventually, things calm down and you’re able to get back to watching the movie, the one that was the real reason for getting together all at once. Of course, the kids forced Steve to bring it home from Family Video, and of course, he did just as they asked.

It was nice, you think, to finally be able to cuddle with Steve without having to make sure nobody was watching, being able to hold hands without a blanket hiding them. Everyone made jokes, teased, but it was exactly what you wanted.

Things felt like they always did, like this was how it was supposed to be. Just you and Steve and this group that might not be kids anymore but they still are to you. You still care about them just as much as you did when you were their (official) babysitter.

On the drive home, back to Steve’s where you often find yourself staying, things almost feel lighter. It wasn’t like the secret was really that serious, like you needed to be hidden, it was a choice the both of you made together. But, now that everyone knew, things felt calmer.

It was like everything just came together, like there was an overcast that’s now full sunshine. Beaming.

“They took it well. Right?”

Steve looks at you, tucks your hair behind your ear, and says, “‘course they did! We're too good together and they know it, baby.”

“I was just nervous.”

“I know,” he brings you into a hug, his arms around your shoulders and his cheek resting against your head. “But it was good, okay? No more sneaking around, isn’t that good?”

“You could barely sneak around anyways, Steve. You’re so clumsy.”

“Hey! I’m not. I’m like a ninja, c’mon.”

“Sure you are.”

He pulls away so he can see your face, the smile that graces it and the way you laugh. It’s really cute.

“Whatever. I’ll prove it to you one day, you’ll see. Sneak up on you so good.”

“Can't wait.”

You kiss him, his face in your hands. It’s soft and sweet and it’s another bit of reassurance that this, you and him, it’s exactly what’s meant to be.

#steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington fic #steve harrington x you #stranger things #stranger things fic #steve harrington imagines #steve harrington x y/n #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington one shot #steve harrington request #steve harrington requests #stevie blurbs #steve harrington blurb

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ladylooch · 11 months

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Nico going down on the reader for the first time maybe after learning no other partner has and she’s worried he won’t like it?

A/N: I need you babes to hear me when I say this. 👏 If a man lets you suck his dick, but won't reciprocate, tell him he is not for you. 👏 Say “B says real men eat pussy. Bye.”

This one is pretty whoreish of me. NGL, Nico Hischier has ruined me. So, you’re welcome 🤭

The taste of Nico’s cock coats your mouth.

Your tongue laps at the bead of pre-cum oozing out from your playful dinner date. As you both pretended to snack on burgers and fries, your hands played with each other under the table. Stroking, rubbing, and exploring while the other patrons of the restaurant were oblivious.

But you weren’t. And Nico had teased you so much during dinner that you fell to your knees the second he opened the door to his apartment.

“Fuck.” He moans as you take him deeper. HIs hand encloses the back of your head, urging you down farther until you gag. You hide it with a stroke of your hand, then collect the extra saliva to spit on him.

“No one has sucked my cock this good. Your mouth is amazing.” He admits, gripping your hair in a tight fist. German words you know nothing about begin to fall from his lips then, “Baby, I’m going to cum.” He warns, breath heavy with his words. A deep groan rumbles between his lips as he comes in your mouth. You suck his sensitive tip and he chokes, stumbling into your face. He goes deeper down your throat, shoving his cum down in the process. “Oh shit.” He whines as you let him fall from your mouth. His spent cock bounces in your view. You grin, flicking your tongue out to fill the curve of his head.

You sit back on your knees, heels digging into your butt cheeks as Nico attempts to collect himself.

“If I had known it was going to be this good, I would have left dinner on the table tonight.” He reaches out for your face, playing with your plumped bottom lip. “Think I need to repay the favor.”

Your eyes dash up to meet his.

“Ah, really?” You ask. Your other partners hadn’t been interested in returning the favor. Things with Nico are new-ish and you don’t want to ruin anything by receiving. “I- I an, think I’m good.” Nico pauses, eyebrows pulling down low over his eyes. No woman has ever said no to him about going down on them. He feels worried about that. He really likes you and he wants to know more about your declination.

“Can I ask why not?” He murmurs, reaching his hands out to pull you to your feet. You take them. Nico pulls you closer, patiently waiting for you to respond.

“I know guys don’t like that, so it’s okay.”

“You think that?”

“Well, my last boyfriend said it grossed him out.” Nico’s eyebrows shoot up and his mouth pops open after a scoff.

“Ah, Babe, no. Actually you’re right.” He back tracks, making your cheeks a little pink. “We don’t like eating pussy. We love it.” He says the last part against your lips. “Please let me eat your pussy.” His tongue teases yours after his filthy words hit the air. You moan in response.

“Okay.” You hear yourself say.

“To the couch.” His hands gently nudge at your hips.

“Are you going to turn the lights off?” You ask as he helps you lay back agains the leather of his couch.

“No, I want to see your face when I make you cum with my tongue.” You look resistant. “Let me guess your ex?”

“Yeah.” You wince.

“That dude is a fucking loser. And I’m going to make it all better.”

“Nico…” You sigh, gripping his neck and forcing your forehead into it. You’ve never seen him like this before throwing around pussy and talking about cum so vocally. It’s like you’ve unlocked the next step in your relationship. He pauses, turning his nose to brush against your hair.

“You okay?”

“I’m worried.” You’re honest with him.

“About?”

“What you’re about to do.”

“I promise you, this is one of my favorite ways to have sex.” He assures you. “Please let me try. If you hate it, I’ll stop.” This seems like a fair agreement, so you nod.

The two of you make out. Hands explore bare skin with each layer of clothing that comes off. After hands pass, lips come by. Nico is generous with his attention to your breasts. Each stroke of his tongue against your nipple widens your legs. By the time he begins to kiss further down you’re abdomen, your panties are soaked. Nico nudges them to the side, admiring your wet folds. His eyes meet yours as he slowly leans down, doing a test lick.

A surprised breath rushes into your lungs. With your encouragement, he does two more quick strokes. Your moans are quick and restless. He pulls back, coming up to your mouth and giving you a kiss. You can taste yourself in his mouth and the last little bit of hesitation disintegrates.

“Please, Nico. Please.” You beg. He grins, giving you one more peck before settling in between your spread knees.

Your previous experience with clitoral stimulation was a bunch of rough, jagged pokes. With Nico, it’s sensual, slow strokes and suckles. This man knows his way around a woman’s body. He knows exactly when to suck, when to lick, and when to do both. It’s all three of those motions in different synchronizations.

Your hand is in his hair as you writhe against the cool leather and his hot mouth. Your teeth are assaulting your lips as you alternate between biting the top and bottom. Your eyes close, head falling back in desire as he does five quick, staccato sucks. Your mouth opens into an O you buck up into his mouth. Nico’s brown eyes are gorging on your face.

Your chest is heaving; you’re so close you can taste your orgasm against your tongue. He’s pushing two fingers into your entrance curling up as you crunch up off the couch, coming loudly and wetly against his face. White knuckles grip his brown locks and tug. Nico moans against your clit in encouragement, the vibrations causing a vigorous jolt of your body. You stay stuck like that, abdominal muscles quivering as his fingers curl in further, encouraging you to come more for him.

“Ohmygod.” You cry, falling back into the pillows. Your mouth stays open as you watch the ceiling fan in his living room spin and spin just like your mind after that incredible experience. Nico backs off, kissing along your bare thighs, waiting for you to be ready. He moves up your body, coming to hover over your face. “Kiss me.” You beg, wrapping a hand around the back of his neck. He devours your mouth like he devoured your folds. You grip his shirt to keep him close until you absolutely have to break apart for air.

“Real men eat pussy, baby.” He lazily drags his tongue along your spread lips.

Thankfully, you’ve finally got yourself a real man.

#Nico Hischier x reader #Nico Hischier Smut #Nico Hischier Blurb #hockey writing #my writing #nhl fan fiction #writing request #New Jersey Devils

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devildomwriter · 11 months

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How They React to You Watching Pimple-Popping Videos

Lucifer

• He stands there with a very confused look—scrunched brow and all—as he tries to figure out what is happening

• He sees you appear very happy with what you’re watching and assumes it’s either a challenge or aesthetics deal, but doesn’t really get it

• If you ask him to watch with you he will politely decline and become even more confused

Mammon

• “Eww what the—“

• Nearly vomits, he had no idea why you wanted to show him a video but he trusted you and now regrets it

• “Turn it off, what’s wrong with ya!?”

• Mammon has unlocked a new fear

Leviathan

• Thought you’d be watching something anime or really cute. Nearly vomits instead

• “You actually like this!?”

• He doesn’t get the appeal and avoids the topic at all costs but if he starts getting video recommendations related to pimple popping then he’s not letting you on his computer again

Satan

• Had never seen it before and watched with you curiously

• Found it oddly satisfying and ended up watching more

• He now wants to curse “someone” with pimples and secretly film them popping

• You try to warn him but it doesn’t get through to him. There’s now a pimple popping ban in the house

Asmodeus

• He thinks his pimples are gross enough, he nearly fainted seeing one burst open on your screen

• Dry heaving and trying to collect himself

• “W-What!?”

• “Hey, next time you get a pimple—“ “Absolutely not!”

Beelzebub

• Thought it was a good video but is still confused about what he just watched

• Doesn’t really care about the puss and blood and will watch with you again

• If the doctor compares the drainage or puss to foods it makes him a little uneasy eating those foods after—he definitely won’t look at them the same way

• If his brother finds him eyeing the icing weirdly and asks about it he’ll say it looks like puss and they’ll be very concerned and disgusted

Belphegor

• Gazes at the phone in confusion in a sleepy stupor as usual

• Thinks it’s neat and it doesn’t really bother him

• He now watches them with you and thinks it’s funny when there’s a lot of blood

Solomon

• “Oh! Hahaha you like these videos too?”

• Solomon loves this sort of thing as long as it’s real

• Will sit down and watch Dr Pimple Popper with you among other shows

• “If you want I could conjure one on Asmo; he’ll come crying to us and then we could pop it.”

Simeon

• Temporarily frozen in shock, just stands there trying to form words

• “W-well, it’s good to know you can find joy in even the grossest things my father created…”

• Gets nauseous easily and asks you warn him next time

Luke

• “Ah!”

• Immediately freaks out and starts gagging

• “What is that!? What are you doing!?”

• “Lools kind of like frosting right?” “NOOO!”

• He’s mildly traumatized and gives you a weird look whenever he sees you open up YouTube

Raphael

• Doesn’t say anything because he has no idea how to respond to this new insight on you

• He just watches the video from behind you with a confused look and walks away

• He never asks you about it but he does ask Michael and Michael is just as confused

Thirteen

• She thinks it’s hilarious

• “Nice that was a big one!”

• She thinks it’s gross but she finds it weirdly satisfying so now you get videos from her every once in a while of new ones she’s found

Mephistopheles

• Got curious about what you were watching and doesn’t know how to feel about the results

• “Okay then…”

• He knew humans were weird to begin with but now he has even more to figure out

• “Wanna wat—“ “NO.”

Barbatos

• “Oh my…that’s rather….”

• He doesn’t know how to react to this. No amount of blood bothers him, puss and uncleanliness however….

• He turns his head away and walks off, pretending he has something he needs to do

• He’s trying to find a way this could be useful but hasn’t come up with anything yet

Diavolo

• At first he’s really weirded out but just laughs as usual

• But then he looks into it and now he’s hooked

• He’s also concerned he’ll develop a cyst himself and has Barbatos take preventive measures

• Asks you for similar recommendations

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ashwhowrites · 1 year

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I've got an Eddie x cheerleader idea! Kinda fluffy where even though he doesn't give a shit about sports, he starts going to get just to watch his girl. He's so proud when she sticks landings or stunts that she's been struggling with. He's so full of admiration for her. And he *always* has water and snacks for her because she never actually brings enough to get through the games.

YES! AND ITS FLUFF THANK THE LORD

I hope this is what you were looking for. It's a little short :)

If you asked Eddie Munson to go to any type of school game about six months ago- he'd laugh in your face and tell you to shut the fuck up.

But then he met her. The co-captain of the cheerleading squad, next to Chrissy. She was gorgeous, bubbly, smart, and sweet. Eddie met her on the first day of his second senior year. He saw her struggling to open her locker so he offered a hand. Once he saw the standard ponytail and cheerleading outfit, he expected to be told to fuck off. But to his surprise a huge smile appeared on her face.

"If it's not too much trouble, that'd be great."

Her voice was even soft. She talked so delicately.

After he helped her, he figured that is the last he'd talk to her again.

But once again she surprised him. Waving at him excitedly in the halls. Always saying hello when she found him at his locker. Even went as far to sit next to him in a class they shared together.

Eddie didn't like the preps or the jocks. He tended to ignore them the best he could. But this girl was making her way into his life and he wasn't mad about it.

And that is how Eddie Munson found himself front and center on the bleachers for every possible sport event the shitty school put on. He sat on the side where the cheerleaders grouped together, along with the rest of the perverts. He had a real reason to be there- his girlfriend was there.

He cheers the absolute loudest when the girls perform. Many people's eyes looking over to the freak as he stands on his feet clapping loudly.

He smiles even bigger when she looks over and sends him a wink with a smile.

"you two are so gross." Dustin whined, covering his eyes every time Eddie cupped his mouth to scream even louder.

"oh shut up Henderson. If you ever get a girlfriend as hot as that plus in a small skirt, you wouldn't be complaining."

"I do have a girlfriend."

Eddie rolled his eyes, "sure you do."

Dustin huffed and crossed his arms.

Dustin brightened up when Y/N raced over to their seat, sweating and out of breath.

"hello my boys." She said, kissing Eddie quick on the lips and shaking Dustin's head with her hand.

"not the hair." He whined, smacking her hands.

"alright gorgeous, what did you forget this time?" Eddie teased, already opening his backpack filled with every possible snack, drink, and hair ties available.

"water." She smiled shyly, she was known to be the only girl on the squad who didn't show up with water or snacks. Her brain completely forgetting the importance of staying hydrated when she's putting together the routines.

Eddie laughed and pulled out a lunch box, a real one that she made him buy. Something for food, not drugs.

He grabbed out the cold water and handed it over, but before she could grab it he snatched it back.

"now wait. How do you suppose you are paying for this?" He smirked. Dustin gagging next to him

Y/N rolled her eyes and kissed her boyfriend again, he hummed against her lips and tried to deepen the kiss, she pulled away with a laugh.

"we can't make out. I'm still in the middle of a game." She scolded him as she snatched the water. Running back to the court as Chrissy called her over.

"I can't believe you snatched a cheerleader." Mike said, sitting behind them.

"shit Mike, me either but all I have to do is not fuck it up." Eddie sighed.

He watched the rest of her routine with the softest adoration look in his eyes. Still not believing a girl like that chose him.

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kaida-beifong · 7 days

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You Ruined Them For Me, Forever!

This is taken as more of a joke but I couldn't get this out of my head, and wanted to share it for both humorous reasons and gross reasons. Let's just say Lucius ruined one of Charlie's favorite treats for her. ----- Charlie: You.. Do not talk to me for awhile! Angel: Hey toots what's got ya upset? Charlie: *Points to her brother.* Him, he-He's disgusting! Lucius: Wow what happened to not judgin- Charlie: After what you did today, be thankful that's all I said. Lucius: You gotta get over it Charlie. It's the truth and you have to face it. Charlie: Fuck you! Husk: Woah. Angel: Damn, you really pissed her off. What'd you do? Lucius: Well- Charlie: Do not say it again! Lucius: I am not having them bug me all night until I tell them so either go to your room or get over it. Charlie: *Growls* Lucius: Down gir- Husk: Can ya just tell us what the fuck happened. Lucius: We went to cannibal town, alright and I've been there loads of times and what Charlie didn't know is that I have actually eaten there too and yes while not frequent it's not bad once you get use to it. Charlie: You're gross. Lucius: Let me finish. Okay so we went over to Rosie's and she offered us eyeballs, Charlie turned it down and it's bad etiquette for guys to turn down food so I ate one. Charlie; *gags* Lucius: Oh grow up. Charlie: I'm the same age as you! Lucius: Then act like it. Angel: So she's bein this way because you ate an eyeball? Lucius: ..No, it's more what I said after I ate it. Charlie: Ugh.. Husk: What'd you say after? Lucius: Okay so she gave me a "What the fuck?!" look so I said "it's not so bad, it's basically just like gushers but they're salty and she gave me that look-..*Points to Charlie.* That look!, right there. All because I said that. Charlie: You ruined Gushers for me. Lucius: Charlie not only we're gusher's ruined the moment they came into existence but that is the best description I could have given you! Charlie: That was the worst one and also don't insult them more then you already have. They're amazing! Lucius: Well deal with it. Besides gusher's suck who wants to eat something that sweet anyway. Charlie: ..How dare you. Angel: I mean I'm sure Vaggie eats something that sweet all the ti- Lucius: Angel don't be gross. Husk: Speaking of, where was Vaggie in all of this. Charlie: She was like super tense during it all and real quiet on the walk back home. Husk: Uh Princess.. Vaggie did not come through those doors. Charlie: ..Shit, Lucius this is your fault! Lucius: How is it mine, you're the one who flipped out over the eyeball. Charlie: I wouldn't have, if you had just declined i- Vaggie: *bursts through the doors.* Thank you for leaving me there. Charlie: Vaggie, I'm so sorry. It's his fault. Lucius: it is not. Vaggie: Lucius why did you even compare them to that. Lucius: How else was I suppose to explain it and why are you on her side. She's overreacting, seriously stop being bias cause you're dating her. Angel: She's doin more then da- Lucius & Vaggie: Shut up Angel! Vaggie: Regardless You ate an eyeball in front of us and compared it to a Gusher. I'm not siding with you on that. Charlie: I'm never going to enjoy them again... Vaggie: Come on Charlie. Let's leave the guys alone and get you to bed. Lucius: Bias bitch. Vaggie: What was that? Lucius: Nothing, forget it. Vaggie: Good. ----- Angel: ..So we're they bad. Lucius: Nah. I'd give it a five outta ten if you don't mind things gushing in your mouth. Angel: You know I don't. Alastor: It's not too bad with the right drink too. Lucius: *jumps* Dude where'd you come from. Alastor: Not important, so enjoyed a snack at Rosie's did we? Lucius: Yea but I ruined it for Charlie. Alastor: Always next time, next time ask if she has any whiskey, it doesn't taste bad with it. Lucius: Hmm, I just might actually, Thanks. Husk: Ugh.. I think I've lost my appetite.

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dracowars · 2 years

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hi! i'd like to ask a one shot on fred weasley in which y/n is a pureblood slytherin who went from an enemies to lovers relationship with fred. lately she started feeling like she isn't enough for him and that she's disappointing her family with their secret affair. so she starts taking a distance from him and sinks into some kind of depression; she always suffered with self worth issues and confidence, always thinking she wouldn't be up to the standards her parents set for her. but she never showed it, not even to fred. he notices her change in behaviour and gets worried, so he decides to confront her and they end up having a huge and angsty argument.

thanks :)

define me | fred weasley

pairing: fred x syltherin!reader

word count: 1,9k

summary: where y/n feels like her relationship with fred is doomed

a/n: trying to go through all my requests in my holidays!! hope you enjoy this one <3

warnings: angst

universe: harry potter

„If that isn’t the most beautiful girl in the whole wide world right there!”, a cheerful voice calls out behind you, after you have just made your way out of the greenhouses from your Herbology class and in the direction of the castle. Rolling your eyes playfully, you turn to the origin of the voice and are immediately drawn into a tight hug that, admittedly, you did not see coming. Apparently the Weasley twins just finished their daily training session while you had to deal with a Venomous Tentacula.

“Stop it, Fred!”, you giggle softly as he begins to scatter soft kisses across your face while continuing to give you all the compliments that come to his mind, which his twin brother does not approve of either as his face kind of turns into a shade of green.

“Gross, get a room”, George chokes out, while you are not sure how much of it he is faking and what is actually real, but at least he manages to stop his brother with his words.

“Just don’t pay attention to him, he is just an annoying ringing in the ear and pretty jealous that his last date did not go as well”, Fred winks at you, causing you to laugh out loud. “How about we sneak out to the lake tonight? Just the two of us?”

“Sounds great”, you smile and gently kiss him, which George comments on with another gag. Running your hands over your boyfriend’s broad shoulders, you adjust his Quidditch uniform while grinning to yourself. “I think your brother wants to go and unfortunately, I have to go to Potions now.”

“Alright, see you tonight, my love”, Fred smiles, kissing you one last goodbye before the two of them wave you goodbye and disappear into the castle. Absorbed in your dreamy thoughts, you look after them and tuck a strand of hair behind your ear, but when you suddenly hear footsteps behind you, your posture stiffens and the voices you now hear make you shiver. These voices never mean anything good.

“Oh, how adorable! But what would Mommy and Daddy Y/L/N say if they knew their only daughter and heiress to their empire is dating a Weasley?”, Pansy Parkinson’s annoying voice says behind you, her words making your heart beat faster. You and Fred do not hide the fact that you are in a relationship, but you have always kept it low, especially in front of the Slytherins. Because each of them knows your family, and your family happens to be unaware of their daughters’ dishonorable actions, or, well, love interests.

“They always talk about you in such high tones, and they don’t even know that their daughter lies to their face every time, so cold and unscrupulous. A Gryffindor and a Slytherin? My parents would kick me out of Hogwarts in a heartbeat and never let me leave the house again”, Daphne Greengrass adds, a wicked grin on her lips that is only made worse by the fact that you do not have a counter.

Because they are right. It is the truth.

As the only child of the Y/L/N family, you have always been in the spotlight, but not in a good way. You have never been allowed to make mistakes or make your own decisions or live the way you want or hang out with the people you want. Business dinners and balls are all you knew for a long time, events where they could present their flagship daughter to the world. They never realized the pressure they put on you. Or they did but did not care about it.

“Leave me alone”, are the only puny words you can manage to get out before rushing to the safety of the building. Their judgmental looks burn into the back of your head and their words entice you to take a detour, not to your next lesson but to your common room in the Slytherin dungeon, where you lie down on your bed and do not get up until the next morning. While doing so, you completely forgot that you actually had plans with Fred in the evening and instead spent your time trying to avoid your parents’ looks from the family photo next to your bed. Without success, because you can clearly feel their disappointment and the consequences of your actions incredibly scare you, which is why you make a decision for your own sake.

Even if it means you have to break the heart of the boy who was always there for you when your family was not.

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The numerous voices swirling around you just echo to you through a tunnel as you sit listlessly in front of your breakfast, your stomach heavy. You do not dare to raise your eyes for fear you might make eye contact with someone. Lonely, you sit at the end of the table, the other Slytherins paying little attention to the fact that one of them separates themselves from the group.

When a plate falls to the ground with a loud crash at a table next to you, shattering into many pieces, you startle and reflexively look in that direction. Which turns out to be a huge mistake, because your eyes meet Fred’s in a second, who is smiling at you from across the hall. He does not look the tiniest bit disappointed that you dumped him, he just seems happy that you are sitting here this morning. With the first of the day approaching, the first few students rise and scurry to the exit of the Great Hall, trying to make it to their classrooms in time.

Fred, who has not taken his eyes off you, gets up at the exact same moment you do. Noticing this, you quicken your steps and duck among the crowd of students that are gathering in the hallways. You ignore the fact that he calls after you before you fully disappear into the crowd and go straight to your lesson.

Relieved that you could manage to avoid him all day, you leave the room after class, your backpack over your shoulder and a book under your right arm. However, you do not expect Fred to be waiting for you in the hallway with his back against the wall, his arms crossed in front of his chest. Your eyes meet for a brief moment, and you immediately turn away, going in the other direction, but it is too late. If he did not notice before that you are avoiding him, he definitely noticed now when he runs after you, standing in front of you to block your way.

“Fred, I am in a hurry”, you say with your head down and walk past him, but he grabs your arms, lifting you off the ground briefly before placing you directly in front of him again. No more escape.

“Why are you avoiding me?”, he asks directly, which only makes you more insecure. Your trembling hands grip the book tighter, as if it could give you strength to get through what is about to come.

“I am not avoiding you, I just really don’t have time to-”

“Did I do something wrong?”, Fred asks worried and sad, making your heart ache even more. The fact that he immediately related all of it to himself does not make it any easier for you to say the next few words, but you know you have to.

“I don’t think this works, Fred”, you say emotionlessly, but your shaky voices gives your true feelings away. Still, the shock creeping up on his face is unbearable.

“Wait, wait.. What? What are you even talking about?”, he prompts, as if he did not quite understand what you were saying, even though you both know perfectly what you just hinted at.

“I am just saying.. We are too different. You are a Gryffindor, I am Slytherin. It just doesn’t fit”, you explain and as soon as the words leave your lips realize that this will not be the point that ultimately convinces him. Because it sounds stupid. Because it is stupid.

“Who put such nonsense in your head?”, Fred laughs, but there is no humor in it. “Was it that Pansy Parkinson again? What did she say this time-”

“No, Fred. It’s my decision, no one told me anything and if you will excuse me now, I have classes that require my presence”, you brush him off and due to the complete state of shock Fred is in right now, he lets you pass him. He does not notice the tear that runs down your cheek as you do.

“So I am supposed to just accept that you are breaking up with me, leaving me without any proper explanation?”, he finally calls after you in a loud voice. But what makes you stop are not his words, but the sadness that resonates with them. Your heart breaks a bit more at the sound.

“Fred..”

“You dumped me yesterday without telling me. I didn’t know where you were, I didn’t know what happened or if you were okay. I was worried sick just for you to ignore me the whole day and then tell me it is over between us?”, he says, hurt and confused by what is happening at the moment, unable to understand why you are suddenly feeling this way. “I am sorry, but I don’t think what you are saying is true.”

“How so? Because I always lie?”

“No, that is not-”

“Alright, Fred, I got it. Everything always has to be up to you”, you claim, getting too involved in this arising argument. If he had just accepted your decision, it would have been less painful for both of you.

“It is not fair, Y/N. If you really want to end this between us, then I also deserve to know why”, Fred replies and takes another step towards you so that you can see the pain in his eyes even better now. His gaze holds yours and when you think you see tears forming in his eyes, all damns in you break all of a sudden.

“You want to know why?! Because I am no good for you, Fred. I am a bad person. We should not even exist as a couple because it is doomed to fail anyway! I am not allowed to associate with the people I like and choose myself. I am and always have been the pride of my family and I will not let them down just because I am with someone like you-”

You cannot finish your emotional outburst as Fred pulls you into the bone-crushing hug you so desperately needed, wrapping his arms around your waist tightly. He runs his hand over your hair, the back of your head, and your back in an attempt to calm you down and stop your tears.

“Who your parents are doesn’t define who you are, Y/N”, he whispers softly in your ear as you violently sob in his strong arms, that hold you upright to not let you sink on the cold floor. “You are the most incredible witch I have ever met, and your parents must be so incredibly proud of you, there is no other way. You have always done what they asked of you, but it is finally time for you to be selfish. I won’t lose you over this. I won’t allow it.”

Fred’s words patch your heart back together in seconds and make it pound faster than ever. You know he is right and you do not have to bow to your parents’ demands anymore. But there is still a long way to go before you can fully accept yourself as you are and be proud of yourself at the same time. Fred will be with you every step on this journey.

“Maybe our relationship isn’t the end, but it’s the beginning.”

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