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cyberkitty1 · 11 months

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pt 2/2 of the crybaby reader x earth42 Miles Morales

MAJOR MAJOR spoilers!! read with caution.

i said tomorrow night but I worked my butt off to get it done today!!

Aaron makes his way to Miles and room not even bothering to knock, I mean why would he? He just watched his nephew make his own girlfriend who would do anything for him cry. He was beyond furious.

“So now we are just going around making people cry?” Miles smirks at him “man I am literally the prowler? all i make people do is cry and beg for their life” he says almost laughing.

Aaron sighs pinching the bridge of his nose.” you are not supposed to let your job interfere with your normal life, you know that. Now you’re chasing your girl, the girl your supposed to love away? are you serious?”

Miles looks at him annoyed “ why wouls you care all she ever does is cry, shes happy she cries, shes mad she cries, shes sad she cries, man even when shes bored she cries. its annoying” he says holding his face in his hands.

Aaron walks to the bed and sits next to him. He’s never been put in this situation so he doesn’t know what to say. “ you’re dad was a lot better doing this than i ever was.” Miles visibly stiffens, this was the first time he’s brought up his dad since his funeral.

“ Miles I know you have been through a lot, more then i ever will but that doesn’t give you a reason to act that way towards her, she only wants whats best for you and she loves you with everything shes got. I would kill for a person like that to be in my life. I know you reacted like this because you feel you don’t have anyone to talk to but i’m always here man you know this.”

He wrapped an arm around his shoulder.” So don’t be taken your anger out on your girl she just loves you ok?” Miles sighs realizing, he was way to harsh in you you shouldn’t have been ignoring you and now he feels like a fool.

“ Yea, ill talk to her tomorrow” Aaron smiles, “ good I don’t need the only person who can get you to open up gone, now do i?” he says laughing a bit.

* Next Morning *

You didnt get a wink of sleep that night you where thinking about all the things you could have done to upset him that much. You werent mad just confused, confused as to why he would react that way. Of course you will still love him but this still hurt.

You were lost in thought when you realize someone texted you, it was Miles? You wasted no time to open it.

miles. can you come over later today?

you. yea

miles. dress comfortable

you were nervous, was he breaking up with you? You had no idea what to expect with how you guys left everything yesterday there was many directions this could go.

Hours later ( im lazy )

You got ready and made your way over to his place. Knocking on the door he answered “hola cariño ven conmigo” he helped you in with a warm smile taking your hand. Shutting the door behind you he led you into his bedroom sitting you down on his bed. He stood looking at you kind of nervous? he started:

“Voy a decir esto en español para que todo salga bien. Te amo mucho y siento mucho haberte tratado de una manera que nunca te mereces. Lamento haberte hecho llorar y haberte hecho sentir que hiciste algo mal. Todo lo que haces es amarme y tratarme bien, pero yo te traté como si no me importara. Y por eso lo siento mucho y espero que lo encuentres en tu corazón para perdonarme.”

(I'm going to say this in Spanish so that everything goes well. I love you very much and I am so sorry that I treated you in a way that you never deserve. I'm sorry I made you cry and made you feel like you did something wrong. All you do is love me and treat me right, but I treated you like I didn't care. And for that I am very sorry and I hope that you find it in your heart to forgive me.)

You waited and listened to him through and through and when he was done you spoke. “ Miles I will forever love you, you know that. I know that you are going through something but why didn’t you tell me? why don’t you talk to me? why wont you let me in?” you said holding his hands.

“No quería que pensaras menos en mí, que me consideraras débil.” You look at him sympathetically “ Miles I would never, never ever think of you as weak ok? Whenever you need me I will be there with you, I love you miles so much.” and with that, you were crying.

(“I didn't want you to think less of me, to consider me weak.”)

“mi princesa por favor no llores odio cuando lloras” he said wiping your tears away “ I know and i’m sorry that i’m always crying about everything i know it annoys you” you say sniffling. He feeling you pulling at his heart strings, feeling the worse he has felt since his father’s passing.

("My princess please don't cry I hate when you cry"’)

“ahora me tienes a punto de llorar mami, te quiero mucho y me arrepiento de haberte dicho que te encontré una llorona. Nunca debí haberte dicho eso, eres mi todo, ¿lo sabías? Debería disculparme contigo, lamento haberte tratado de esa manera, ¿me perdonarías?” He said with tears in his eyes.

(“Now you have me about to cry mommy, I love you very much and I regret having told you that I found you a crybaby. I never should have told you that, you are my everything, you know that? I should apologize to you, I'm sorry I treated you that way, would you forgive me?")

You held his face looking into his eyes with so much adoration. “ Miles I will forever love you, I forgive you, I will forgive you ten times over.” You said resting your head on his. After a few minutes he wipes his tears saying “ I forgot I wanted you to watch a movie with me if you forgave me.” You smile at him giving him a kiss.

“ Thank you Miles,i appreciate it all.” he sighs “ Ma, stop saying stuff like that I need to be saying sorry to you” he says looking you in your eyes.

And with that he sits on his bed back against the headboard with you tucked into his side, eating snacks and watching your favorite movies.

( this or this )

He suddenly turns to you and says “te amo mas que la cantidad de estrellas en el cielo” he says looking into your eyes. You turn to him resting your hand ok his face, hearing your voice that sounds like honey.

("I love you more than the number of stars in the sky")

“yo tambien te amo mi principe”

( "I love you too my prince")

Part 3 of the earth 42 Miles spoiling you will be done as soon as I can 🙏🏾

A/n: overlook the fact that i spelt honey as hunny 😔 ( its changed now)

#earth 42 miles #earth 42 miles morales x reader #fluff #atsv x reader #earth 42 #earth 42 miles morales #miles morales #miles morales x reader #i hope you like it #i really tried #comfort #angst #fluffy

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c4llahansgirl · 7 months

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lovely

pairings . hazel callahan x reader

warnings . hazels clingy and touches readers butt like once and calls reader mamas like once 🙃

a/n . i’m sorry this isnt ethan landry but hazel is all i can think about i love mascs guys i need a girlfriend so bad,,, anyways im working on smut for hazel and sfw/nsfw hcs for connor (dbh) so if either of those r smth u guys are interested in PLS lmk 😁

the room was a calming yellow from hazel’s galaxy projector, the most prominent noises flooding her walls were the quiet whirr of said projector and the almost muted music playing from her tv. probably something by the smiths or salvia palth. hazel’s thumb rubbed soft circles into your hip, her other arm serving as a pillow for her head. you were snuggled into her body, legs intertwined as you stare up at her, tracing her features. her jawline, her nose, her cheekbones, if its on her face you’re touching it as softly as you can. you take advantage of the close proximity, taking a mental note of every freckle, blemish, mark, scar, spot, mole you can. you also take note of every wrinkle she gets when she smiles. you’re so in love.

you can feel how nervous she is, you make her so fucking nervous. your hand moves to the side of her face, cupping it and shimmying closer to her, if that was even possible. her lips part as she watches your face, eyes flickering back and forth between your eyes and lips as she lets out a soft exhale. you lean up and kiss her, propping yourself on your arm and pulling her face as close to yours as you could. it takes her a second to reciprocate the kiss, but when she does, its like kissing her for the first time again. every kiss with Hazel is like its the first over again. her hand grips onto your waist, the cold of her rings cooling down your burning skin. she slid it up your body, placing her hand on the side of your neck as you both fight to push against each other. the kiss was soft, yet passionate.

you attempt to pull away, despite hazel chasing your lips, demonstrating she never wanted the kiss to end. you peck her lips a couple times, finally opening your eyes to hers examining your features, much like you were to her a minute before. she pulls you into the warmth of her body, holding you as close as she could.

“haze, its almost 8p.m, i gotta go baby” you speak up softly, hazel tightening her grip on your lower back in response.

you look up at her pressing a kiss to her jawline. “hazel you gotta let me go, love”

she groans, loosening her hold on you. she kisses you in attempt to persuade you to stay. “i don’t want you to leave mamas” she pouts, and you almost give in. those damn eyes always get you.

“i gotta go lovely” you peck the tip of her nose, sitting up from your comfortable position. “come walk me out please?”

she nods and sits up, watching as you get off her bed to collect your things. she moves to sit at the end of the bed, staring at you put your shoes on. you walk over to her and slot your legs between hers, cupping both cheeks and lifting her head to look at you. her hands find their place, softly gripping the underside of your thighs, just under your ass.

“i love you so much hazel” you smile uncontrollably, watching as hazel’s lips pull into the beautiful smile she has.

she squeezes your thighs, pulling you closer to her as she hides her blush by looking down and hiding her face in your chest. she waits a couple seconds before looking back up at you, squeezing your thighs once again. “i love you so much more honey”

you kiss her again, her tilting her head and smiling on your lips. “lets go lover, my mom’s gonna get mad at me” you spoke once she pulled away, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

you grab her hand, hazel following behind as you both walk to her front door. she opens the door for you, spinning you around in the doorway. she pulls you in for yet another kiss, running her hands down your waist and giving your ass a soft squeeze.

“drive safe okay? can’t risk my girl getting hurt” she whispers while she gives you goodbye kisses along your jawline. you giggle, pulling away and pecking her lips.

you put your hands on her cheeks once more, softly tracing your thumbs up and down. “i’ll be so safe just for you, haze. i love you” you kiss her for the last time, turning around and heading off her porch after hazel gives you an ‘i love you too beautiful’

she watches as you get in your car and drive off, blowing her a kiss from your open driver seat window before you drive down the road.

fuck, she’s so in love with you.

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luffyvace · 3 months

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BSD character’s reactions to screwing up they’re first date with you ( T_T)＼(^-^ )

Includes (most) the ada and port mafia <3

they’ll be pretty short since it’s a lot of characters :P (these exclude kyoka, Q and lemon thing aka kajii)

ADA

Fukuzawa 🗡

he’s probably slightly embarrassed but knowing him I’m sure it wasn’t too bad of a screw up

in fact it was probably a minor embarrassing moment that happened

it was silence for a split second before you two changed subjects from what happened

the date went pretty smoothly after that

the typa detail that gets left out when you talk about how the date went

Ranpo 👓

he’ll probably realize what’s gonna happen to ruin the date before it does, and either act to make sure it doesn’t

or smoothly addresses it and moves on

just cuz he’s like that 😎🤷‍♀️ (LOL)

but if something he doesn’t predict happens that crashes your date he’ll be pretty butt hurt

like? How come the worlds greatest detective didn’t see through this??

🙄

you likely end up assuring him it’s fine and continue the date

he sulks and eats snacks when he gets home

your probability of still going on the next date anyway is 89% but he’s still mad that happened

Yosano🥼

she will be pretty bummed out and will starting drinking wine mid date

she may ask if you want some

she’s not sulking or anything but if like where y’all was gonna go is booked/closed you end up just going to some open public area and talking

about how this sucks, what you’ll do next date, if you can do something last minute, that you both doubt you’ll try and go there for a date again and eventually to lighter topics like your hobbies n such

but yeah the date decently recovers

kunikida🤓

YOU ALREADY KNOW THIS MAN IS UTTERLY ENRAGED

in all seriousness he’s s t r e s s i n g

he kinda panics because he planned this out so perfectly and now it’s ruined??

over course he has a back up plan down to z but it’s was supposed to go PERFECT.

(if dazai ruined it for you two he’s gonna choke him out as soon as he sees him)

eventually he stops mumbling and pacing and just takes you to plan b

which actually goes really well!

thankfully it ended in his favor but he’s still gonna spend everyday of his like repenting his first date

because you were his first date with anyone ever

and it was….spoiled. 😀

Dazai💀

you already know mr. slick bounced back immediately

like he went “oh well” and took you to do something else without batting an eye

made it just as fun as the original activity was gonna be

you’d think he had a plan b in mind but he indeed did not

he just had the money to make it look like it 😉

smooth operator 🤪😚

Tanizaki😅

apologizes like a million times

he didn’t mean to ruin it!!

especially if this is your first date too

cuz this is definitely his seeing as though Naomi won’t let him date nobody else 😃😅

(you only got away with him bc Naomi likes you /j)

you guys probably end up walking around and get some ice cream

sitting on a bench and talking

a cat came up to you two and you pet them

All in all it ended peacefully !! <3

(he sulked to Naomi but was grateful things still went alright)

naomi💗

she went “awwww” 🙁

you all likely end up in a arcade and eat some snacks too

You guys use the money you were gonna spend at the original place

it still ends up being pretty fun but you can tell she’s bummed out

you give her a kiss on the cheek at the end of the date to make her feel better 💖

(she immediately perks up)

Kenji🐄

he was kinda like “that stinks” but didn’t even seem sad about it

you two rerouted but couldn’t find anything to do

so you pretty much ended up wandering

not either of you mind, passerby we’re really kind to you and gave you free stuff

At least you didn’t leave empty handed 🤷‍♀️😋

atsushi🐯

your his first ever date- canon.

so when he realizes he (wasn’t his fault but he feels like it anyway) blew it, he’s utterly disappointed

he explains this is his first date and he wanted it to be special, even more so since it was with someone so cool like you

you hear him out, patting his back and giving him head pats to make him feel better

he even went out of his way to buy some new clothes 😞

you tell him it’s okay but he doesn’t feel that way

he asks if there’s anyway he can make it up to you and insists to buy you something before you go

he gets you something you picked out from a shop

although he’s practically hyperventilating over whether you’ll ghost him or not since he screwed it up

Mori💉

another smooth one

i doubt whatever store/place you were trying to go to was closed because he could just pay to open it back up

so it’s likely something embarrassing/awkward happened instead

HE PROBABLY TOOK ELISE AND SHE SAID SMTH 😂😂😂😂

anyway

if so he immediately corrects her then deactivates his ability……

he wanted her to come on the date so he could take her in the future and have you be used to it

clearly that talk he had about not saying private stuff went in one ear and out the other

he apologizes for whatever inconvenience happened and does what every rich man does :)

throws money at the problem :)

no fr y’all went to every shop and he bought you what you wanted from it

(Hey just the for the record I don’t condone mori’s behavior and i genuinely don’t know why the creator did that—they coulda just left that out he coulda been so much better🧍‍♀️)

Hirotsu👔

he doesn’t let little things bother him, but a date with someone that’s important to him?

and it gets ruined??

now that’s kinda disappointing

he formally apologizes and asks if there’s anything you have in mind or like to do for compensation

or maybe if it’s not that drastic he’ll just apologize and try to direct the conversation else where

he isn’t sweating it or anything but the blunder was a pain for a hot second

either way he gets through it without letting it stop the entire date as a whole

Koyo👘

is really embarrassed for 3 hot secs before she collects herself, sighing

Is blushing a bit when she asks if your upset and apologizes

she likely planned this date and told you not to worry about it because things like this wasn’t so supposed to happen

luckily for her she switched from her original idea to something else, so now that that hasn’t worked out she can go back

from there the date returns to smooth sailing

she spoils you and tries to get you forget as much as possible

she especially doesn’t want that getting on her reputation if you work at the PM as well

Chuuya🥂

really irritated and swears under his breath while facing away from you

tries to make it look like he has it under control but he’s kinda freaking out

he liked you so much he really wanted this to go well :/

In the end he can’t think of anything and ends up muttering an apologizing before suggesting to go get some wine together

gets even more embarrassed if your not a drinker

he’s mentally slapping himself at this point

you probably end up pitching in and throwing an idea out there yourself, to which your idea works and the rest of the night is really fun! ;3

he keeps mentioning how good your idea was because it totally saved him

He’s happy when he walks through the door of his place, but when he remembers he blew it he gets upset again

spends the rest of the night drinking and thinking about it hoping you still wanna date him

Higuchi🔫

she is a lover who wants to do everything for the one she loves

so finally landing a date with you and blowing it is like her whole world exploding 💥

she becomes frantic in apologizing asking how to make it up to you

even if it was just a minor thing

if she can turn things around she still feels successful but makes precautions not to let that happen again

if not she’s totally bawling her eyes out to gin about it

she does her best to get on your good side before asking for another date

Tachihara⚔️

gets a bit flustered and sheepishly looks at you to see if it bothered you

his reaction depends on yours

if you start complaining about how much of a bummer it is he’ll start to feel bad

he tries to cheer you up and suggests to move to something else

but if your calm n cool about it so is he

he kinda shrugs one shoulder and says “so what now/wanna do somethin’ else instead?”

Akutagawa🧥

*coughs*

”err..guess the place is closed. I checked yesterday and they were open so this must be a fluke..”

he probably awkwardly stands there from there

if your response is too negative he’ll apologize for wasting your time and offer to drive you home

he will likely hesitate before asking you on a date again and makes sure everything is perfect this time

”curse the weretiger” (you hear him mumble this like it’s a swear word before you close the door to your house)

If you don’t mind as much you two will probably just end up chatting somewhere

it ends with him apologizing anyway

(say you enjoyed talking with him and you might be met with wide eyes and a little blush on his face <3)

Gin☺️

blushes, stammers and apologizes like crazy

she feels really ashamed since this is your first date and something went wrong

she covers her mouth with her hand to sort of “hide” out of embarrassment

she even took off her mask and dressed up all cute for you!! :(

luckily! She brought you a gift !

you ended up really liking it and you hugged her for it, which made her feel a bit better

you ask to return the favor by buying her something too

she insists you don’t have to but you end up doing it anyway

you wrap your arm around each other’s waist while you walk which was pretty romantic :)

you kiss her atop her forehead before separating to head home

(if your not in the PM or can’t physically hand yourself—she probably follows you home from a distance, BUT NOT IN A CREEPY WAY. In a ‘she wants to know your home safe’ loving way)

she squeals when she gets home and tells ryuunosuke about the highs and lows of your date 💗

yes as I said pretty short but these were mostly a trial run for fun :)

again this is just me branching out and expirmenting ;P hopes to you enjoyed!!

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gyeomsweetgyeom · 1 year

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[6:19 pm]

(cw: pregnant reader, “mom” used, she/her used)

There was no way the bed had ever been as comfortable as it was in this very moment. The pillows were fluffier, the blankets softer, and the mattress was practically cradling you. It felt so good to be off your feet, especially so close to your due date.

Each day felt like it was getting longer and longer. When you weren’t peeing every five minutes, you were on the brink of falling asleep, like now. The second you settled onto the bed it was like sleep was just seconds away from coming, it was impossible to keep your eyes open. You were so tired you didn’t even hear the Jaehyun come home or call for you.

He quietly entered the bedroom, catching sight of you laid out on the bed with your hands resting on top of your bump, which was a position that had become extremely common for you. Especially as the bump grew and grew. He smiled at the sight, inching onto the bed so as to not disturb you from your sleep.

He gently moved your hands and laid his head on your lap. He placed a hand on your bump, rubbing small, soothing circles with his thumb, “Hey, baby. Did you have a good day today?”

He waited for a few moments in silence, like he was waiting for a response, “Well, that’s good. I’m just glad to be home, I brought back dinner because your mom told me she was hungry. I hope you weren’t too bad for her today,” Jaehyun continued, cracking a smile when he felt a kick under his hand.

“I know you like to be a little stinker,” He felt a particularly strong kick, “Calm down!”

The strong kicks kept coming, you groaned, eyes opening with a hand coming to rest over left side of your bump where the kicks were aimed. “Your kid is a pain in the butt, Jaehyun.”

“Sorry, my love. I just like when we have conversations.”

You raised a brow at him, “You are aware that the baby can’t respond, right or even talk?”

“I think we have a genius cooking in there, the kicks might be Morse code. I’ve been falling behind on learning for a few weeks, but I’m pretty sure the baby tried to tell me to tell you to wake up. It worked!” He nuzzled his face into your bump with a huge grin on his face.

You felt a kick in Jaehyun’s direction, and chuckled under your breath, “You’re making the baby hyper, stop.”

“I think the baby likes when we cuddle like this. Don’t you baby?” Jaehyun asked. His nose was directly pressed into your belly button as he rubbed it back and forth. He was acting like a clingy toddler, but it was funny.

Your laugh was cute short due to the baby’s kick. One foot hit you right into your right lung and the other foot went right for Jaehyun’s nose.

He pouted, eyes locked on your stomach, “Hey, that hurt.”

You pushed his head away from you, “I told you to stop, now we’re all mad.”

“Not my fault you woke up,” Jaehyun huffed under his breath.

“But it’s your fault the baby woke me up, now help me get up so we can eat.”

He rushed over to your side of the bed, grabbing your hands to help you up from the bed so you could both go eat the food that would no doubt need to be heated up.

You really were hungry, happily eating all your favorites. Jaehyun was just the best husband ever, he had ordered your favorites without you even asking. You cleared our throat, trying to stop the tears from coming. That was another thing about being pregnant, you were more emotional.

Three throat clearings later and the tears were coming against your will, even though you tried to stop them and you knew it was so dumb to cry over food, it was out of your control.��“Hey,” you said, unable to control the voice crack. Jaehyun’s head snapped up, face full of concern while he took in your tear-streaked face, “I just want to say how much we love you. You’re the best husband ever and the best dad.”

“Is the food that good?”

You sniffled, fighting back a hiccup as the tears just kept coming, “I didn’t even had to ask you to get my favorites. You’re the best husband and your kid is driving me crazy.”

Jaehyun laughed at that, “I love you too.”

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damiansgoodgirll · 10 months

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Can you do a one-shot of jealous/ protective erling Haaland

erling haaland x reader

bodyguard

you loved your boyfriend with all of your heart and soul, but sometimes his constant scare of you getting hurt or harassed by some fans or paparazzi was really bothering you.

you really loved how he cared for you and how protective he was, but sometimes his want to protect you would turn out into jealousy and you hated it.

you knew he would glare every men who would want to have their way with you. and when it was only about looks you were fine with it, but sometimes looks turned to be aggressive words against strangers.

you were currently waiting for your drinks while you were at the bar, talking with each other and laughing about stupid things when a man sat next to you. you didn’t mind it at first, because you thought he was there just for drinking but you started to grow anxiously when his hand kept touching your shoulder and your arm.

you tried to hide it because you knew that erling would cause a scene if he saw what was happening. but of course erling noticed how uncomfortable you were and how you kept moving.

“is everything okay baby?” he asked you but you simply nodded.

the man next to you laughed softly, and decided it was the best time to lower his hand on your back. you felt his hand near your butt and that’s when you quickly stood up and looked into his direction.

you were clearly uncomfortable but you didn’t want to cause a scene. the bar was full of people, fans watching erling and you knew that if something came out wrong you two would be on the next cover of “the sun” and you wanted to avoid the press in all way possible.

“what’s going on here?” erling asked watching the man.

“oh nothing, she was just enjoying how i was touching her ass” he laughed and that made erling stood up in front of the way much smaller man.

“care to repeat?” erling said with a very mad look on his face.

“you heard it…”

“you touched my woman without her consent? what kind of man are you?” erling asked clearly disgusted about the whole situation.

“oh don’t act like this bitch wasn’t enjoying it…”

that’s it.

the whole situation was making you very uncomfortable and you were on the verge of tears, but erling was about to punch that man in the face, and you didn’t want his career to be ruined just because a stupid man couldn’t keep his hand away from you so you had to do something.

“erling it’s not worth it…he’s not worth it please” you said trying to calm him down.

“he touched you without your consent… he doesn’t even deserve to be in a place full of women…he’s just an animal” erling spat in that man face.

“i know but i’m okay please…” you said.

“you heard the bitch” the man said.

“man what is your problem?” erling shouted, causing a few faces to turn around.

that was it.

“do you really enjoy harassing women? do you really enjoying a harassing my girlfriend? what is your fucking problem man? i don’t wanna see your face ever again and i don’t wanna see you ever again near my girlfriend okay?” erling kept shouting and of course security came.

you knew that, because of erling status you two would be safe, and the man would be kicked out of the bar.

and that’s exactly what happened.

“can’t believe someone really laid their dirty hands on you! are you okay love?” he asked you full of concern.

“i’m good…” you whispered.

he got bored and upset for the whole situation and decided to grab your hand and walk you towards the car. you both got in and drove back home.

his hand wouldn’t leave your thigh, almost as if his was marking you, claiming you as his.

you knew the loving and caring side of erling but you also knew the possessive and protective side of him and you loved them both, even if sometimes his behaviour was bothering you, you loved him no matter what.

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highwayorgantrade · 1 year

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I Can't

Pairing: fem!reader x John Price

Request: "hey whore can i pls have a fic where price saves the reader's ass and then professes his love but like in a captain price im a hard ass way thx stinker butt” by @quizzyisdone

Word Count: 1.5k

Warnings: Graphic descriptions of injury, cursing, brief mentions of torture, Price being a dick.

Author’s Note:

quizzy I could've seen this coming a mile away, but wait! am I now attracted to him? reader's code name is echo.

Being in the hospital was embarrassing.

Well, it was embarrassing for you. You weren’t the type to mess up that badly. For days, the only people who spoke to you were nurses, doctors, and the occasional psychiatrist. It was frustrating, listening to your company whisper about you, and it only added to the frustration of allowing yourself to get hurt, and even worse: get saved.

“Isn’t that Echo? I thought she wasn’t able to get caught.”

“Looks like I’ve caught you.” You felt your heart stop when cool metal pressed into the back of your head. Ice ran through your veins, and your hands froze on the sniper rifle that was positioned in front of you.

You had every advantage point, your high-caliber scope could catch even the most minute details from the cliff. Your mission was simple, and it was one you had done a thousand times before: Protect Task Force 141.

“Go ahead, kill me.” You finally responded, indignantly. In reality, you just wanted the fear that struck your heart to leave. Whoever it was, you knew they wouldn’t let you go. You wanted this situation to be over, as soon as possible. Your communication device crackled to life, and Captain Price’s voice came in, causing your anxiety to worsen. Please, Price, don’t say anything confidential.

“Echo, status?”

Instinctively, your hand reached toward the walkie, and you were met with a shocking crack across the back of your head. White spots blinded your vision, and a buzz settled in your ears, loud enough so you could barely hear John’s voice again.

“Echo, please confirm status.” He instructed, sounding a bit more aggravated, like you had gotten distracted by the flowers, and not by an enemy holding you at the wrong end of a gun.

“Tell him you are fine.” The voice behind you spoke, and you felt blood begin to drip its way down your face and neck.

“Are you going to hit me again?” You taunted weakly, but stiffened when you felt a boot on your back. “Fine.”

You held the side of the walkie, and waited.

“Price, this is Echo.” You took a deep breath. “Price, I’ve been made, don’t say anything-.” You didn’t even hear the butt of the gun meeting the back of your head, all you felt was a ripping pain, and a burning anger before your vision was overwhelmed by darkness.

“Privates Andrés and McDonough, do you get paid to gossip?” John’s harsh voice cut through the silence, and pulled you back to reality. The men didn’t even respond, all you could hear were their boots quickly walking away from your room. Finally, he appeared in the doorway of your room, crowding the frame. A scowl was apparent on his face, and he barely looked at you before casting his eyes to the wall behind you.

“You look upset.” You noted, and to be honest, you were a little annoyed he was mad at you.

“Upset doesn’t cover it. You were completely unfocused.” He hissed, and anger ate at your throat.

“I’m alive. Everybody’s alive. The mission was successful. Do any of these sentences sound incorrect to you?” You knew you shouldn’t be like this, that you should be grateful he found you. His fist clenched, and he finally took you in.

“I’m so glad that the bare minimum is enough for you, Echo.” The strained venom in his voice was obvious. “Do you know? Do you know what you looked like when we found you?”

“I had decided to take a nap, so I didn’t have time to look in the mirror.”

At this, Price stiffened, and you knew you hit some kind of nerve. In lieu of responding, he walked over to the door of your room, and shut it quietly. His back stayed turned to you, and you prepared yourself for him to yell at you for your insubordination.

“You looked like you were already dead.” Price whispered, barely audibly, and your heart softened. “You were pale, and the way they put you in that car was like they were carrying a body.” He turned back to you, but his gaze was cast at the floor. “Gaz had to check for your pulse, I couldn’t… I didn’t want to. Do you know how many men I killed getting to you?” John’s voice cracked, and he sat down on the bed next to you.

“I still don’t understand why you’re so mad at me. If it was such a hassle, why even bother? Why did you even come here to visit me? Nobody’s talked to me in days!” Bitterness poisoned your voice, and you gripped your sheets, a brand new headache introducing itself.

“Because they feel bad! We all feel bad!” He barked, standing up again. “Echo, I can’t-.” He cut himself off, running a hand over his facial hair.

“You can’t? You can’t what?” You pushed. “You keep saying ‘I can’t, I couldn’t,’ what can’t you do?” You matched his volume as defiance reared its ugly head.

“I can’t think about what it would be like without you!” John yelled, slamming his fist against the counter, causing you to jump. “If you had died, who would take your place? Who would sit in your seat at the bar? Who would get your bed?” John didn’t allow you to respond before he continued. “Echo, if you had died, it would be like there’s a puzzle piece missing! How dare you ask me why I saved you, why do you think!”

He paced while he rambled, staring at you desperately, begging you to come to your own conclusions. “I’m looking at you in this bed, I saw the way you flinched, and every single person that made you like this, I want their blood on my hands.” A coldness creeped into his eyes, and you had finally decided: enough was enough. You needed to know exactly what he was trying to say, because so far, it has fallen on deaf ears.

“Price, just say it.” His shoulders dropped, and you saw his lips twitch as he tried to form the words.

“I couldn’t live with myself if you never knew how I feel about you. How I see you.” He spoke slowly, like his words would break you. “You are… The single bright spot I have. Your jokes over comms, the way you smile when we meet after a complete mission. When you try to mimic my accent, everything you do, every word you speak, it’s painful knowing you’re not mine.”

Price’s long-winded confession rendered you speechless. You thought back to every time you noticed his gaze lingering on you longer than the rest of the Task Force, but the way he acted toward you gave no indication of his feelings.

Of course, that’s not to say that you haven’t thought of him that way - you’ve wasted a lot of time fumbling over your words around him, taking longer to answer questions because you just got too distracted by his voice, or the way he always made direct eye contact with you. You remember the nights where you would stay awake for hours, overthinking your interactions with him for that day. Or that one time he adjusted your hips for you when you were practicing in the field.

“Please.” He took your hand in his. “Please just tell me to leave, and I will never talk about it again. Everything will go back to normal.”

Your chest tightened when you thought about the implications. Would you have to keep your relationship a secret? What would happen if it wasn’t a secret? No matter the question, the only answer in the back of your mind was that you didn’t care.

“Don’t leave.” You found your voice, and it cut through the hanging silence. “Please stay.” Price stared at you, searching for any sign of hesitation or regret, and when he couldn’t find any, he cupped your jaw with his hand, thumb tracing over the edge of a bandage, and he leaned in to place a soft kiss on your forehead.

“If you ever endanger yourself like that again, there will be severe consequences.” He whispered against your skin, and you smiled, all previous anger and frustration long gone.

“John,” He pulled away from you at his name, and he sat back next you. “Do we keep this a secret?” Your voice was small, and Price’s ensuing laugh made it seem even smaller.

“Task Force knows.” He rubbed the back of his neck. “I might’ve complained a lot, and Soap caught on first.”

“And Soap has issues keeping his mouth shut.” You confirmed, rolling your eyes.

“Correct. How much longer do you have to be in here for?” He looked around at the hospital room, like he was just noticing all the machines and the sounds.

“A few more days, but at least the coffee isn’t terrible.” You shrugged, resigned to your fate. John groaned, and he pursed his lips, considering the situation.

“Alright.” He sighed when he stood up again. “Coffee date it is, then."

#john price #captain price #john price x reader

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Request; angst to fluff with reader working for the rbr team but when Horner catches her kissing Lewis she gets fired on the spot and also publicly reprimanded and accused of being unprofessional and incapable of doing her job as a cruel attempt to ensure she could never show her face again. Lewis tries to defend her and fix things, but the damage has already been done. So reader’s been feeling depressed and has hardly left her room despite Lewis being there for her and his attempts to comfort her. the frustrating and devastating affects of the situation even begins to take its toll on their couple. Lewis talks to Toto and gets Mercedes to hire her and fix things and redeem her reputation, and there’s a happy ending for them

Warnings; h*rner being an evil asshole, reader gets humiliated(?), depression, talk of not eating, really long fic.

Note; it gets quite deep, please, if this can trigger you in any way, do not hurt yourself by reading this + I did not truly went with the ending asked, an hopeful ending seemed more fitting than a cheesy, happy one.

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It all started only a few races in over the last season, that day you were running late for a scheduled interview Max had to do. You were supposed to get him ready, briefing him on the kind of questions he would get asked, but one of your co-workers had accidentally messed up your files.

As you were running through the different hallways, hoping that the interviewer hadn’t shown up early, you didn’t look where you were going and ended up falling flat on your butt after colliding with someone, who, unlike you, didn’t end up on the floor.

Feeling your cheeks heat up in embarrassment, you started to apologize profusely as you got back on your feet, everything seemed to go against you today, “ i’m so sorry, I wasn’t looking where I was going. God, I’m so stupid!”

“ It can happen to anyone honestly, are you alright?”

That’s when you finally realized who you ran into, you had seen him around a couple times but you had never actually met Lewis- and you wished you had met in a different situation, “ yes, i’m fine, thanks for asking. Again, I’m so sorry!”

“ Don’t apologize, I’m not the one who fell,” he laughed lightly, making you smile at the sound, he had a beautiful laugh, “ can I ask what your name is?”

“ It’s y/n,” you were already embarrassed from the whole situation, you didn’t want him to think you were rude but you truly had to go, “ I have to go, I’m late and I don’t want my boss to be mad at me.”

“ I understand, it was lovely to meet you, y/n. I hope to see you again soon.”

As you left, mumbling a goodbye to Lewis, you didn’t think you’d meet him again that soon, yet the same exact day, a few hours later, you met again but this time, you weren’t running late. The day was over for most of the staff, you were just all getting ready to head back to the motorhome or hotel.

You were sitting in the paddock enjoying one of your favorite food as you hadn’t gotten the time to eat earlier due to the hectic schedule you had. To busy yourself, you were reading the schedule for the rest of the weekend, at least that was until someone sat next to you.

“ I hope your boss wasn’t too mad at you for being late earlier.”

You smiled at Lewis, touched that he didn’t forget the small conversation you had earlier, “ no, I was lucky the interviewer ended up being late as well! I even got the time to brief Max about the interview so it went great.”

“ That’s good to hear! So, you work for Red Bull as Max’s manager?”

“ Not exactly, I’m part of Red Bull’s PR team so I work with both drivers. I’ve been working here for a while now but I’m still as happy and excited as the first day, it was my dream to work in F1.”

“ So, you’ve been a longtime fan of F1?”

“ For as long as I can remember,” the smile you had on your face since you saw it was Lewis who sat next to you faded when you realized that you might bore him by talking about your life, “ I’m sorry for over sharing, it’s just- great to have some willing to listen, you know?”

“ I like learning more about you, don’t apologize for sharing things from your life, y/n!”

And just like that, you spent over an hour talking with Lewis, learning about each other’s life as if you were old friends catching up. You had heard from people about how kind Lewis was, and you weren’t disappointed- he was probably the nicest person you’ve ever met.

When you left each other that day, you wondered if you’d get in troubles for befriending Lewis- you didn’t see why anyone would get mad at you for being friend with him, after all drivers from different teams were friends, this wasn’t much different.

However, as the season went on, Lewis and Max’s rivalry became more intense and so did the rivalry between the two teams. In the meantime, you had fallen for Lewis and he had fallen for you, even with that rivalry and potential troubles it could get you in, you didn’t stop seeing him.

After all, why would you? It was your personal life and who you were seeing didn’t concern the team you worked for as long as you stayed profesional. You knew how to separate work and personal life, so you didn’t really understand why you’d be in troubles.

Yet, you knew you could get in said troubles, it wouldn’t be the first time someone would have problems with the team they work with because of something unrelated. Formula One was the elite of motorsports, so no matter your job, you couldn’t disappoint without the fear of losing your spot.

That’s why when Lewis and you got together, you both agreed to keep it secret for now and at least, until the end of the season. You wanted to avoid getting in troubles with Red Bull and he wanted to protect you from the medias that would most definitely come at you.

You didn’t mind your relationship with Lewis staying secret, it was actually great that way because you were spared from hearing the unwanted opinions some people would say. That being said, you knew one day whether it was soon or later, this relationship wouldn’t be secret anymore.

For months, you both did a perfect job at hiding what was between Lewis and you, people just assumed that you were friends- and that alone, wasn’t seen well by everyone, especially at Red Bull, but they couldn’t say or do anything against you, you were just friend with a driver from a rival team as far as they knew.

When the last race of the season happened, before the race, you were secretly rooting for your boyfriend as he was almost champion already- and for most of the race, he had beaten Michael Schumacher legendary record of seven world championships.

It took a safety car to make Lewis loses the title to Max Verstappen. It was the most unfair decision you had ever seen, yet you couldn’t do or say anything- you were supposed to be happy, your team had won.

The hardest part of that night was to see Lewis getting out of the car from afar- you were heartbroken for him, you wanted to get to him and hug him, tell him he had done everything and that the ending had been decided for him.

You saw Lewis’ father being there for him, as well as some of his friends, it made you feel better to know that he wasn’t alone but you were still hurting. You’d be lying if you said you didn’t think this race could end your relationship, you would have understood.

But it didn’t happen. Instead, you even took the risk to have your relationship discovered when you didn’t celebrate the win with the whole Red Bull’s team. You excused yourself, saying that you were feeling very sick and went to sleep early.

Truth was that you spent most of the night with Lewis in your arms, he was closed off and didn’t want to talk about the race or even anything related to racing anymore- so you did the only thing you could that night, be there for him and be patient.

The winter break had been way different than what you could’ve imagined- Lewis really disconnected from all social medias and spent most of the break with you and his family, it actually brought you closer than you already were.

When the start of the actual season came, he felt refreshed and had found the strength to come back stronger than ever. You were pretty excited to see what this new season would bring to the two of you, even if you were still in rival teams.

———

The qualifying were going to start in around ten minutes when you sneaked out of the Red Bull’s garage to meet with Lewis to wish him good luck. People were way too busy getting ready to notice that you were gone, or see you outside of your garage- it was always a bit risky to do that, but over the months, it became a routine to go wish good luck to Lewis before a race.

Your hands were loosely resting behind Lewis’ neck while his own hands were resting on your waist, just as he kissed you, the two of you were caught by none other than your boss, Christian Horner- you didn’t even need to hear what he had to say to know you were in big troubles.

You didn’t get to say anything, and in all honesty, it probably would’ve made it worse, you weren’t surprised to hear your boss’ words, no matter how heartbreaking they were, “ you’re fired.”

“ You can’t fire her just because we’re together, that’s completely unfair!”

It was sweet of Lewis to try defending you, but the damage had been done- you just had lost your dream job because you had fallen in love, “ I don’t care, she should’ve known better than to fooling around,” his words were spat with so much venom, so much hatred that tears were forming in your eyes, “ go get your things before quali starts and never come back.”

You could only nod, head hanging lowly in shame but also to hide the pain clearly visible in your eyes- you did as you had been told, you went back to the Red Bull’s garage and grabbed your things before disappearing in the blink of an eye.

You didn’t know if Horner had already spread the news of you and Lewis being together, so just in case he had done so, you didn’t dare to show up in the paddock, instead you found a little spot where no one would come bothering you and watched the qualifying on your phone.

Lewis hadn’t done too bad as he got the fourth place, which was his best result in qualifying since the beginning of the season. Of course, you were proud of him but even this good result didn’t help lightening your mood after what happened early.

When you heard that Christian Horner was going to be interviewed, you gulped, thinking that he had probably made sure your reputation had been tarnished for the rest of your life, however you never, in a million years, could have imagined what he had planned to make sure you’d never get another job in Formula One.

You watched on your small screen as Horner joined the interviewer, a smile plastered on his face as the first question was asked to him, “ today was a good day for Red Bull, Max on pole and Checo P3, what are your thoughts after the incredible pace both drivers showed today?”

“ It’s satisfying for sure, we’ll still have to push for a double podium tomorrow but so far, it’s looking good. Hopefully, we can keep the Ferraris behind like we’ve did before this season.”

“ Aren’t you keeping an eye on Mercedes as well? It seems like they’re starting to get some pace back, they might be able to make things harder tomorrow.”

“ Of course, we always keep an eye on them, however I don’t believe they’ll cause us too much problems tomorrow- at least, I have some informations that make me believe Lewis might not be too focused on the race tomorrow.”

You felt your throat tightens at this comment, you knew where he was going with this and even if you knew how nasty Horner could get, you didn’t expect him to go this far, at least not publicly.

“ Can you tell us more about those informations? ”

“ Actually, it’ll be a pleasure to do so,” there’s was something wicked about his evilish smile, it made you feel sick, “ Y/N Y/L/N, who, until a few hours ago, happened to be part of our PR team has been seeing and most likely fucked by Lewis Hamilton. Obviously, she was fired as soon as I found out. I suspect this little thing has been going on for a couple of months at least and I am utterly disappointed by how unprofessional this behavior was from her. It won’t be hard to find someone better and more qualified to do her job and I’ll end up by saying that she won’t be missed.”

You directly shut down your phone, you didn’t need to hear more from that awful man- if you ever had a chance of getting hired by another team, it had now been ruined. You’d never get another chance in Formula One, the dream was over for you.

Tears were now freely streaming down your face as sobs escaped your mouth, it was unfair. You didn’t choose to fall in love, it wasn’t something you could control, and even by dating Lewis, you had never failed to properly do your job.

You didn’t know how long you stayed there, head buried in your knees that you were hugging. It was a suffocating position, but you had no will or strength to move, until you felt someone kneeling next to you as a hand rested on your shoulder.

“ I’ve been told what he said. I won’t let him drag your name in the mud like that, I’ll fix things, sweetheart.”

“ You can’t,” you managed to say between two sobs, not even daring to look at your boyfriend in the eyes, “ I’m never going to work in F1 again, he ruined my career.”

The distress in your voice shattered Lewis’ heart, seeing you cry was hurting him and knowing that he unwillingly played a part in it made it ten times worse, “ it’s bullshit, you and i both know the job you did for Red Bull has been irreproachable.”

“ It doesn’t matter anymore now.”

Lewis sighed, knowing that deep down, you were right- no matter what would happen next for you, what Horner had said would follow you, you’d have to prove yourself as if you had no experience when it wasn’t the truth.

“ We’ll find a way to fix things, trust me.”

Your boyfriend hugged your still hunched form and laid a gentle kiss on the top of your head as he was called for an interview. He didn’t want to leave you in this state, but it was the opportunity he needed to defend you.

A part of you wondered what he would say about you to try fixing things, but in the end, you didn’t even watch, you couldn’t bare hearing about you and the work you had just lost today.

It took everything you had to wipe of the tears on your cheeks and get up from your spot, it felt stupid how you didn’t know what you were suppose to do now. Should you wait for Lewis? Or straight up get to your hotel to grab your belongings before your pass wouldn’t be allowed anymore.

You felt bad for leaving without telling your boyfriend or sending him a text but you needed to be left alone for now. When you got to your room, you didn’t know if you could stay there or had to leave- you didn’t have the heart to spend the night there, instead you took your suitcase and headed to the airport, buying the first flight back to your city.

Since nothing seemed to go in your favor today, the quickest flight for London would only take off in three hours- having nothing to keep yourself busy, you ended up finally looking at your phone which you hadn’t done since you shut it off after listening to Horner’s interview.

Your screen showed that you had missed a lot of notifications on your social medias as well as a couple of texts and missed calls from your family. However, what stuck out the most was how many calls and texts you had missed from your boyfriend.

The last one sounded truly desperate as he begged you to call him or text him that you were somewhere safe and alright. No matter how exhausted you were, you couldn’t leave him waiting any longer, it wasn’t fair to him.

Your phone barely had the time to ring that Lewis answered your call just as if he had jumped on his phone when he saw his screen lighting up, “ oh my god, y/n, are you okay? Please, tell me you’re alright.”

“ I’m okay Lewis, sorry for not answering any sooner- I shut down my phone earlier.”

“ Where are you? I went to check on you at the hotel and I was told you left an hour ago.”

“ At the airport, I’m heading back to London. There’s nothing else I can do.”

Lewis remained silent for a couple of seconds, you were right and he knew it but that didn’t make him less worried, “ do you want me to take the flight with you?”

“ No, I’ll be fine on my own. I think I need to be alone for now.”

“ I understand, just send me a text when you get back to your home, okay?”

“ I will, thank you for caring this much.”

“ Of course baby, you know I love you.”

You closed your eyes, trying to hold back the tears that were threatening to fall again- you had to cut the conversation short so Lewis wouldn’t hear you cry, you didn’t want to worry him any more. He deserved to enjoy his evening to celebrate another podium, not spend it worrying about you.

———

A whole week had passed since you had been fired by your boss and all you had done was push away anyone that cared about you in the slightest. You didn’t want to see anyone or talk to anyone, you just wanted to be left alone to dwell on what had happened.

You hadn’t left your apartment since you got back to London, you didn’t have the strength to do so- of course, Lewis had tried to make you leave the comfort of your apartment to go on a simple walk or go eat something but there was no way to get you out of your home.

You loved your job so much that when you lost it, you lost a part of yourself as well- it could sound stupid or exaggerated but since you were a child, you had been dreaming on working into Formula One.

It felt like all those years working hard had been for nothing now that you knew you would never be hired by a F1 team again. Even Lewis’ words in the interview he did after Horner’s didn’t help your case, it only made it worse- you had been called by so many names that you had lost count of them.

In the end, you just deactivated all your accounts to have peace at least, you simply wanted everyone to forget about you but that didn’t seem to work well so far. It got to the point that you wouldn’t check much on your phone anymore, making you miss Lewis’ calls all the time.

The only word that came to your mind to describe how you were feeling was numb, and sadness maybe. You didn’t have the will to do anything at all, you’d barely leave your bed, only when it was truly necessary.

The hardest part of your days was when Lewis would come check on you and spend all of his free time with you- you knew he deserved way better than this, hell you even told him but that didn’t stop him from coming every single day.

It would break him every day to see the love of his life in such a depressive state, but he couldn’t give up on you, no matter how hard you tried to push him away- he wasn’t going to leave you, he loved you way too much for that.

It was late in the afternoon when Lewis came to your apartment, just like every day since you got fired, after his work and training of the day. He was probably tired, yet he would still come as soon as he had some free time.

You didn’t move from an inch when you heard the door of your bedroom slowly opening, you were hugging your pillow tightly while laying on your side, blankly staring in front of you.

Lewis sat at the edge of your bed, close to you and kissed your temple, “ how are you doing today, love?”

It was a stupid question really, he could see you weren’t doing any better than yesterday, that’s why you didn’t even bother answering him. He had probably gotten used to you not answering him by now.

“ Did you eat anything today?”

“ No.”

Even eating, which was quite literally fundamental to live, had started to feel like a chore. Actually, rare were the times you’d even feel hungry- it wasn’t the first time you’d spend most of the day without eating since the beginning of the week, and if it wasn’t for Lewis, you wouldn’t really bother eating at all.

You heard Lewis sighs, he wasn’t mad at you but it was becoming hard for him to watch you become the ghost of who you once used to be, “ do you want to order any food? I’ll go buy some groceries tomorrow.”

“ I’m not hungry.”

“ Yes, you are- you’re just not listening to what your body is telling you. You can’t just starve yourself like that, y/n.”

“ Stop treating me like a child!”

“ I’m not treating you like a child,” Lewis rubbed his face, everyday was the same argument over and over again, “ I’m trying my best to take care of you because I love you.”

“ You deserve better than me.”

“ I don’t want better than you, y/n- you’re the only one I want.”

You scoffed at his answer, once more he had the last word, but that didn’t change your mind. A soft smile crept on Lewis’ face as he realized you were done arguing, “ you know, I was thinking I could bring Roscoe here when I’ll leave for the next Grand Prix- I don’t want you to be all alone.”

“ I’m barely able to look after myself and you’d trust me to look after him?”

“ Of course, I trust you. Maybe he’ll even cheer you up.”

“ Don’t give yourself false hopes.”

———

It had been a month since the last time you were actually happy, a whole month since you lost your job and your days were all the same and you hated it a bit more every day. You hadn’t left your apartment since the day you got back there, and you’d still spend most if not all your time in your bedroom.

Lewis was still coming every single day and when he was away, he’d call you and facetime you every day. You couldn’t understand why he hadn’t gotten tired of this situation already, you knew it was hard for him as well, yet he wasn’t giving up on you.

As time went by, you were pushing him away more and more- you loved Lewis with all of your heart, he meant everything to you, but it would be selfish of you to let him waste his time with you. You had lost all hope and couldn’t see your life getting better, the best you could do is make him move on.

And you actually thought it had started to work when Lewis didn’t show up as his usual hour at your apartment, it was breaking your heart but you knew it was for the best. In the end, it turned out that Lewis was just late and still showed up, bringing one of your favorite take out for dinner.

When Lewis came to your bedroom, you were still tightly snuggled in your blanket, your head barely peaking out of it. Your boyfriend sat cross-legged on the other side of the bed, his face lightning up as soon as his eyes crossed yours, “ how was your day, sweetheart? ”

You didn’t understand why, after a month, he’d still ask you this question, it was almost stupid as he knew you hadn’t left your room, “ I slept.”

“ I’m sorry I came later today, I had a meeting with Toto and I stopped on the road to buy your favorite take out.”

“ You shouldn’t have.”

“ Come on, I know you haven’t ate any in weeks!”

It was hard to say no, especially knowing that the said food was already waiting for you in the living room, “ fine, but I hope you know I’m annoyed that I have to leave my bed.”

Lewis let out a soft chuckle, delighted to get you to leave your room to eat, something you wouldn’t always agree on, “ I know but I’m happy you’re making this effort.”

You shrugged, letting out a loud sigh as you got out of your bed, your blanket still wrapped around you, you made it to the living room and sat at the table- the smell of the still warm food made you hungrier than what you’d ever admit.

You started to eat in silence, after all you didn’t have anything to tell to Lewis even if, deep down, you wished you had things to say, all you could do was thank him for bringing you something you loved, “ thanks for the take out.”

Hearing your words was enough to lighten Lewis’ face once again, he was happy to know you were enjoying it, “ I knew you would enjoy it!”

“ Yeah, it’s great.”

Lewis nodded, taking another bite of his food, wondering if it was the right moment to tell you about his meeting with Toto, “ so, you know how I told you I was late because I had a meeting with Toto?”

“ Yeah?”

“ Well, a few days ago a member of the team gave their resignation because she’s pregnant and want to take care of the baby and since she’s part of the PR team, I thought it would be a good idea to talk to Toto about you.”

“ With the reputation I have?”

“ Turns out Toto was already thinking of you for the job, he just wants to meet you before hiring you.”

It had been so long since you had been fired that even just thinking about being hired by another team sounded completely surreal, and you weren’t sure you could even do what you’d be asked to do, “ I can’t do that, Lewis. I mean, look at me. I’m a mess and I’ll fuck up.”

“ No, you won’t. You won’t have a big schedule to start out, he knows what happened and how hard it’s been for you since then, you’ll have a light schedule until you feel ready to work with the team full-time.”

“ You think I can do it?”

“ Of course, baby. I know it’s incredibly hard for you right now, and getting this job won’t magically fix anything but you love F1 and you loved your job, it’ll be the same one with a different, and better team. We won’t have to hide anymore.”

You couldn’t lie, it was tempting but you still weren’t convinced you were fit for the job and you didn’t want to Mercedes’ to get a bad reputation because of you, “ but what about the team’s reputation? Everyone think I’m a whore and that I’m bad at my job.”

“ We both know it’s not true and we will all have your back.”

“ I’m scared it’ll go bad.”

Lewis gently took your hand and held it to reassure you, “ it’ll be alright, and I’ll be there for you if it gets too overwhelming alright? You don’t have to say yes now, you can meet with Toto to talk about the job without having to take the job right away.”

“ Are you sure about that?”

“ Yes, we’ll go at your pace.”

“ Then, I guess I can start by meeting Toto.”

#lewis hamilton x reader #lewis hamilton imagine #f1 x reader #f1 imagine #x reader #f1 fic #mercedes amg f1 #request

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megantheebaddest · 1 year

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Full Body Massage

Fluff turns into smuttt… Jack wants to help the reader feel better.

Jacks Pov

All day Y/n has had an attitude with me. I ask her something and she either ignores me or gives a short answer. I’m not a very emotional person but I do have to admit that it is hurting my feelings, i’ve sat here racking my brain thinking of what i possibly could have done.

I walked into the living room looking for her. I turned the corner and she was cuddled up on the couch watching ‘The Office’. The permanent look on her face today was worse than a RBF (resting bitch face). She looked annoyed, sad, mad, empty, everything. I walked over to the couch and flopped myself on her.

“Okay my love.. Talk to me. What’s going on.” I asked softly.

Y/n groaned. “Nothing J.. I’m fine.” she said trying to sound convincing.

I picked my head up so i was looking at her. “Y/n.. I don’t appreciate you lying to me.” i said chuckling. “Please talk to me baby.” I said smiling back at her.

She snuggled into the fuzzy blanket and mumbled, “I have a head ache and my back hurts.. I also feel moody.” She said ending her sentence with scowling eyebrows. I raised my eyebrows trying to hold back my laugh. She was absolutely adorable scowling like that. I stood up and held my hands out for her.

“Come on baby.. Let’s go fix you up.” I said.

She laid there for a few seconds looking up at me with those big beautiful eyes.

“Come on pretty girl.” I said ripping the blanket away from her.

“Babyyyyy” she whined. She grabbed my hands to help her stand up. She was still scowling at me, i interrupted her watching her show.

I leaned down and placed a wet kiss on her lips. I grabbed her hand and guided her to the bedroom. She sat on the edge of the perfectly made bed. I went into the bathroom and got her tylenol and some water. I also grabbed some lotion so I could massage her.

“Here y/n/n.. Take some tylenol that will help you.”

She took the medicine and thanked me. I guided her to lay down in the middle of the bed.

“Turn over babe, i’ll massage you.” I said.

“Jackmannnn, you know what that always turns into.” She whined.

“Baby just relax… im not” I said hushing her.

I lifted the back of her shirt, undid her bra, and put a little bit of lotion on her.

I started at the top of her back and worked my way down. She was groaning in pleasure. I had a big smile on my face. I love to help her feel better and feel good. I massaged her back for a good 5 minutes, i started to pull her pants down until she lifted her head up.

“See i told you!” She said annoyed.

“I’m not doing anything baby, I just want to give you a full body massage.” I said innocently as i continued to pull her pants down. She laid her head back down and i grinned. She was absolutely right about what i was doing. I just wanted to get her relaxed more. I put lotion on my hands and started at the top of the back of her thighs and worked my way down her whole leg before moving to the other leg. She was groaning again. Every time i went to the top of the back of her leg under her ass she would lift her butt up a little bit in hopes that my hands would travel up that way. I got her just where she needs to be. I kept massaging and teasing her a little by having my fingers brush against her heat.

She wasn’t even trying to hide the fact that she was lifting up to give me better access. Her little way of asking for it. I leaned over and grabbed a pillow. I patted her butt and she knew it was for me to put the pillow under her to prop her ass up. I shimmied her panties down and she instantly spread her legs open. I just wanted to dive in right then.

I smacked her ass and grabbed her ass cheek and spread her open even more. She was whining and gripping the sheets. She was always so impatient, but i like to take my time with it. I massaged her ass a little bit before spreading it open again, i let my spit drip down her heat. I used my index finger to spread it around as lube. She was shaking and sensitive to my touch. She started grinding on my finger to feel more. I pulled away and watched her grow even more impatient.

“Jackman” she growled out.

“Hmm?” i hummed back.

“Stop it” She whined.

“You want me to stop?” I asked gripping her panties to pull them up. She grabbed my wrist and squeezed.

“Stop. Teasing. Me.” she breathed.

Without warning I inserted my index finger and started pumping at a good pace. She was squirming and squealing, gripping the sheets, and grinding against my hand. With every pump her ass was jiggling. I used my thumb to circle her clit. She was a moaning mess.

“You like that baby girl?” I asked, knowing she couldn’t properly answer.

I slowly inserted a second finger. She screamed, literal music to my ears. She started to get up on her knees to spread open more. I slowed down to let her adjust to the new position. She was now face down ass up, it’s my favorite to finger her in doggy style. I curled my finger to try and find her g spot. I left wet kisses on her ass.

“You’re so wet mamas” I moaned, then slapping her ass. She only moaned in response.

I leaned down attaching my lips to her clit, i swirled my tongue in every direction possible. I sucked on it which had her screaming. I grabbed both of her ass cheeks and spread them as far as possible, as i licked my way up to her ass. Once i got to her ass i swirled my tongue around on her ass and sucked. I inserted my fingers in her pussy as i continued to eat her ass. She was an absolute mess.

I moaned causing vibrations on her. She started trembling, her legs could barley hold her up any longer and she was high pitched screaming.

“Let it all out baby… cum for me” I moaned out while still pumping my fingers in her fast.

She continued moaning inaudible things and then eventually letting it all out. I pulled my fingers out as i watched her cum ooze out of her pussy. I used all my fingers to rub her cum around on her pussy, this drives her crazy every time. She was still moaning and grinding against my hand to ride out her high. Even after i pulled away i watched as she grinded down on the pillow, humping it to still ride out her high. She was always so sensitive after she came. I got up to grab stuff to clean her up as she still laid there to calm down.

I walked back in and she laid there with her eyes closed.

“Mmmm Jack. That was so good” she moaned out of breath.

She rolled over on her back and spread her legs. I took the wash cloth and wiped her sensitive area up carefully. I leaned down and deeply kissed her.

“How’s that head ache baby?” I asked.

She opened her eyes and smiled up at me. “I forgot i even had one.. It’s gone.” She said giggling.

“Mmhm.” I said matter of factly. “Come on let’s take a nap pretty girl.” I said.

#jack harlow #jackman thomas harlow #jack harlow fanfic #jack harlow imagine #jack harlow x reader #jack harlow x you #jack harlow x y/n #jack harlow concepts #jack harlow imagines #jack harlow blurb #jack harlow smut #18+#send requests #send in concepts #megantheebaddest

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pmitchell · 2 years

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HI LOVE! first of all, thank you for gracing us with plenty of hangman & maverick fics, you are truly a treasure!!! secondly, what do you think of maverick or hangman as a girl dad???? 🥺

Okay, I’m gonna do headcanons on this one because I have too many cute scenarios that I just cannot fit in a single-plot fic hahaha.

So here’s Maverick’s and Hangman as girl dads 🥰♥️

Pete “Maverick” Mitchell

Maverick loves to always hold his daughter. Whether it’d be carrying her around, or just have her hold his hand. He would carry your daughter everywhere; he might partly be the reason your daughter doesn’t like to walk and prefer to crawl or scoot on her little butt on the floor.

He also loves having her asleep on his chest, even if you are trying to sleep-train her so that she could go down for naps and bedtime on her own. But he just loves cuddling with your daughter and having her sleep on him is so peaceful after a long day.

“Honey, it’s 1 in the morning, come to bed,” you said, watching him sleep on the rocking chair with her.

“Okay, just a few more minutes.”

He doesn’t really know the technical stuffs like changing a diaper or making the formula.

“Oh God,” he looks away when he opened the diaper. “OH NO SHE’S GETTING IT IN HER TOES!” He would yell and try to remove her wriggly legs and the dirty diaper.

When she’s a bit older, he would have such a hard time changing her into her sleepsuits because she would squirm a lot. Once he gets one leg in and tries to get the other one in, the other would pop out and she would twist and turn. “Bubba, stop moving, please,” he sighs and grabbing her while trying to quickly work on putting the PJs on.

One time while you’re away on a girl’s night, your daughter suddenly wakes up and starts crying. It’s not a big deal, she was just seeking for comfort and he would panic.

“Honey, she’s crying, what do I do?” He’d call you.

“Just hold her.”

“IT’S NOT WORKING!” He exclaims, panicking, even if he’s seen you soothe her plenty of times.

He would serenade her with songs from the 60s or 70s. If she’s mad at him and pouts in her room, he would coax her out of it by singing Elvis’ Are You Lonesome Tonight? outside of her bedroom until she lets him in.

He doesn’t really treat her like she’s fragile, because he’s the one who would teach her how to swim or ride a bike. Imagine her being a six-month-old, wearing a cute little bikini and him carrying her into the pool.

“You ready?” He asked, not that she could answer him. “One, two, three!” He went down in the water with her and came back up in a second. She came up and giggled as he wiped her face. “Good girl!” He exclaimed, lifting her up into the air as she giggled louder.

When she finally learns to walk, he would squat down a distance away as she walks to him. She’d lose her footing and fall, but he’d be so encouraging. “Uh oh! It’s alright, baby, just brush it off!” He said. Your daughter would stand back up and he would give her a big hug and spin her around when she finally reached him. “Good job, baby!”

If she’s got a boo-boo, she would hold onto you while Maverick fixes her up. Something he does would sting, making her jerk her leg and whine. “I know, baby. I know it hurts. Just a little bit more, okay?” He tries to comfort her.

She would always want him to read her bedtime stories. “You have to make the noises, Daddy!” She would tell him. “Alright, alright,” he says and begins to make all the animal noises that makes her laugh.

He’d start taking her on plane rides really early. Not the P-51, but something a little safer like a Cessna.

When she turns two, he would have her in the workshop with him while he fixes up planes. It’s like having a little assistant, except she doesn’t really do anything. When she is older, though, he would teach her how to pilot the six-seater planes and fix them up with him. It becomes their thing 🥹

He would always embarrass her with terrible dad jokes or the public singing and serenading thing. She would pretend she’s embarrassed, but she would secretly smile.

He would be the first person she wants when she has her first heartbreak or gets ditched by her date. He would hold her all night while she cries, calming her down. After she falls asleep, he would go into your room and start pacing because he was so mad that some boy would dare hurt his baby like that.

Jake “Hangman” Seresin

The ABSOLUTE GIRL DAD!!!

His favorite thing to do is making a whole show during diaper changes like singing or dancing to her so that she’d remain entertained.

He would always use his baby voice whenever he’s talking to her.

“Kiss?” He would ask her, pouting his lips and then she would pout her lips and kiss him on the lips. “Thank you, baby,” he chuckles.

He show her off EVERYWHERE. And because she’s tiny and he has huge arms, he would only need to carry her with one arm.

He’s the type to not be able to get mad at her and you’d always have to be the bad cop. She would draw on walls, and he’d stop her but as soon as she cries he would apologize and then proceeds to draw on the walls with her.

“Babe! Why’d you do that?” You would protest.

“She was sad when I told her no. What should I have done?” He argued.

Hangman would sometimes be deployed on missions for long periods of time, and they’d have the best reunion.

“Daddyyyy!” She would run to him and crash into him for a big hug.

“Hi, baby girl. I missed you!” He would say, burying his nose into her little shoulder.

“I missed you too, Daddy,” she said, trying to hug his entire body with her tiny arms.

His idea of spending time with her is taking her to workout with him. He’d do pushups with her and she would not exactly do it right, but they’d be counting the pushups together.

He would show her some pull-ups and get her to do it, but he’d actually be lifting her up by her waist.

Hangman would dress her up for ballet class and struggle with pulling her hair into a sleek bun. You’d have to quickly redo it while he gets the car ready so that the other kids wouldn’t laugh at your daughter’s lopsided bun.

He would practice her ballet dances with her. She’d show him how to do the pliés and some twirls, and he’d do it with her. You recorded it on your phone and he made you swear to not send it to anyone. You sent it to Rooster, though.

Hangman would hold her during vaccinations but he wouldn’t be able to take it if she cries, and she always cries after an injection and it makes him feel terrible the whole day.

He’d stay with her and cuddle her all day, especially if she spikes a fever as a response.

She would cry in the middle of the night whenever he tries to put her down, so he would get in the cot with her and gets trapped there all night.

You peer into the your daughter’s room and saw him there. “Why are you in here?” You whisper.

“I live here now,” he chuckles, holding your baby close.

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hangman taglist: @dindjarinneedsahug @thespeeder @nothing2113 @hazelgirl355 @lgg5989 @bellamy1998

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itsprjc · 5 months

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Well, Season 2 of TDI Reloaded (TDI Rematch) has had its first four episodes out for about a week. I figured I’d share my thoughts about what we’ve gotten so far:

-The challenges are a little more fun than in Season 1. They have a good amount of variety and the often led to really fun moments between the characters. From the Skunks clogging the toilet slide, to basically all the Rat Faces being carried by Caleb, and of course the AB questions challenge. My girlfriend and I straight up paused the episode each question to try and guess the answers. (We got over half of them right.) As for my personal ranks on the challenges:

-Taking it to the Rim Reaper (Ep. 2): Memorable concept, without going too overboard with it. Also, I’m a bit of a simpleton sucker for the pratfalls.

-Choosin’ for a Bruisin’ (Ep. 4): Great challenge for both character insights and just playing along with it during a first-time viewing.

-You Poor Saps (Ep. 3): I technically prefer Ep.1’s challenge, but this one led to so many gold character moments.

-The Pink Painter Strikes Again (Ep.1): Solid start. Simple challenge, nothing too crazy.

-Animation is pretty much on the same level as Season 1. The facial expressions are GOLD! I’d argue some parts feel more dynamic than Season 1, like the slide moments in Episode 2, but overall, no complaints.

-The characters feel like they never left:

-Priya: I kinda get why she’d fall hard for Caleb, as keep in mind, she’s been stuck with this training with hardly any friends. This also explaining why she instantly jumped to befriending Millie when it seemed they got along. It’s clear that she does value the friendship as she was the only one to give Millie a chance after Episode 2. She also did work as an effective leader in the same episode, instantly taking advantage of the challenge’s slide order rule. Overall, I’m okay with Priya.

-Bowie: I dig his plot. Bowie made it clear at the end of Season 1 that he’s willing to bend the rules…and it’s clear that he probably cares about Raj more. Since people are more weary of him after the finale, it makes sense to have his conflict be more about whether he’d play dirty again. Also, this joker in Episode 4! As a captain (assuming those roles are official) I feel Priya’s more effective, though.

Millie: It’s clear she had alot more learning to do about being a good friend. (I still say both her and Damien could have taken the two-point slide together if they were both weary on the third.) Though her elimination was pretty anticlimactic, unfortunately. I do prefer her in Season 1, but I’m not against the plot they gave her.

Julia & MK: I’m putting them both together because they’re basically a package deal this time around. Overall, live their dynamic. It was a sudden jump from animosity to friendship, but that’s just because they know game when they see it. They have so much fun just being underhanded together, and it’s honestly a refreshing take on villain alliances. While I’d say MK is the breakout of the two, since she’s the brains of the whole alliance, Julia’s dialogue is so on point that it hurts. My hopes is that MK does succeed in backstabbing Julia, but she doesn’t even get mad. She just respects a player and roots for her to win…underhandedly, of course.

Emma: Compared to Millie…honestly not that mixed. I’m glad she cut the chord with Chase early and she got him booted in a clever way. The one thing that’s kinda backwards is how she ends up being a poor judge of character in Episode 4 when she basically red Chase like a book in Episode 2. But then again, I guess that’s just chalked down to being used to his sorry butt the most?

Chase: Everybody (including me) called that he’d be an early boot…and he was. I’m perfectly content with that, as it’s clear that character development was never the end-goal with Chase. And the moment he left, the Skunk Butts became the de facto best team. Props on his ballsy attempt to outrun the balloons in challenge 1, though.

Zee: All I wanted from Zee in Season 2 is for him to still be Zee…Good news, Zee is still Zee. I honestly got worried the “soda influencer” plot would be a cheap and easy way to make him an early boot…and they make him Papa Zee instead. I love this lanky boy.

Ripper: My one complaint on Ripper is that he feels like he’s really not there that much. In Episode 2, he disappears for a good while until the mid-end. And he doesn’t really get to interact with his new team that much. The only real time he interacts with the other skunks is when he asks about how to approach Axel. Let’s talk about Ripaxel…I honestly really wanna see what they do with it! It is a little sudden how it starts, but in its defense, so was Rajbow. Their interactions in Episode 3 were fun to watch, and that POEM. Hey, fanfic writers…Raj and Ripper having a poetry battle…think about it. Despite him disappearing sometimes, what we do get from him is enjoyable. Here’s to more!

Wayne and Raj: My boys are untouched! The one blessing is that they NEVER went for some stupid jealousy plot! (Wayne cares too much for Raj for petty stuff like that.) And they are arguably goofier than in Season 1. (Shoutouts to them wanting burgers after seeing the slides and the “Cyclone-Spin Cycle”) It is funny how many people (again, including me) wanted to see their mischievous side more, but instead the boys are even bigger boy scouts with their understandable disgust at cheating. While I still think one leaving earlier is more likely, I really, REALLY hope that they stick for a little. Imagine them against Julia and MK for at least an episode or two! And while I still would love a Damien VS. MK finale, Wayne or Raj VS. MK works great! Fair and honest player against a crafty cheater. It would be gold!

Damien: I’m really holding out for him since he’s pretty much jogging in place a bit. Sure, he wants to take more risks, but it’s not to a great extent. Then again, the season’s only gotten started. I just hope his crafty side comes out more later. He’s not too afraid anymore, so now he needs to push his brains to the forefront.

Scary Girl: I dig the “Lauren” design. Unfortunately, the “normal” bit wasn’t really used all that much, as she barely had a presence in Episode 1. She had some small scenes, but nothing outstanding until she got herself eliminated. Though given how she was enjoyable, but pretty one-note last season, I feel she works well as a first-boot. Will she return to stalk everyone? Who knows. Probably.

Nichelle: I dig her more confident attitude. Part of me wishes we saw her gaining that confidence DURING the season, rather than all that development being off-screen, though. It makes sense for her to train beforehand, but I would have just as easily liked her having a bit of fire in her and then training throughout the season. As she is, I like how she’s so done with her old Hollywood life. Hopefully she does interact with Damien more, as they seem to have a friendship growing.

Axel: Besides MK, Axel was the biggest relief of the S1 pre-mergers. She’s still hostile and hardcore, but I find her showings of care towards the team being well-needed additions. Examples being her helping Damien back to camp after the four-point slide, and her warning her team to be cautious about getting stuck with the sap. I already said my piece on Ripaxel, so my personal hope is that there is a survival or stealth challenge where the two have to work together. (Ala Hide and Be Sneaky, Eat, Puke, and be Wary, or Hurl and Go Seek if you wanna count the “zombie” thing.)

Caleb: Caleb was simple, and he still kinda is. I like how paranoid he was in Episode 1, but overall he’s just a more effective Justin. I do prefer him over Justin, as he can be a massive asset to the team, as shown in Episode 3. Like Zee, I’m fine with him as is, and can only wait and see what he does in later episodes. Will his alliance become genuine romance or just a tool for Caleb to outlast Priya? Probably the ladder, as he doesn’t seem to show any romantic interest in her that feels genuine.

And that’s Total Drama Island Rematch so far. Tomorrow should be the debuts of Episodes 5 and 6, so here’s to a great season. I was honestly shocked at how much I loved this cast, and how refreshing it felt seeing the show after a seven (eight if you ignore Ridonculous) year hiatus. I will be making sure to watch the series again when it comes to MAX in seventy years. As for whether or not I wanna see the Gen 4 cast again…I’ll probably be content with them stopping their run after Season 2. Reloaded and Rematch work as just two halves of a nice little package, and I really don’t want them to risk having this lovable cast go through what Gen 1 did. If we do get a new season, I’d be fine with them having a new cast. Fans will probably like them as much as they do with Gen 4.

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heesulovebot · 1 year

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i just finished eps 7 + 8 and just some quick thoughts:

i knew i was coming into pain but them gaslighting us for almost 20 mins tryna make us think jihyun had d worded............... werner du pussies i’m under ur bed 🔪

aeri willing to throw hands for her bestie is such a mood if i didn’t know she was from seoul i’d say she was from the streets of daegu yoongi was from dsfjndskfn

tbh......... the scene of taehyung getting his shit rocked by jaewon was cut tew short for my liking :// like i wanted jaewon to WAIL on a bitch i had my popcorn rdy and everything 😭😭😭

like i get why jaewon is avoiding jihyun and retreating into himself further but.... it still hurts :((

ok i know y’all found junpyo annoying first few eps but i always liked him and these episodes he SHONE!!!!! JUNPYO MY SWEET BABY!!!!! like his and jihyun’s friendship runs so deep they’re literally brothers the way he took care of jihyun throughout this whole thing :(((( also when he chews his lil snacks he’s so cute :((((

& I ADORE SAJANG-NIM when she called herself noona later i yelled they’re all so cute!! love the country bumpkin solidarity now that she’s adopted junpyo as well dkjfnk (or more like he barged in and never left loool)

ok i do have criticism for this week and: what the fUCK was the point of that class presentation scene with the kid in drag????????? like there was absolutely NO reason for it narratively, it was just—yet again—placing queer femininity as the butt of the joke. and then it got WORSE like it was already such an unfunny moment in the classroom (when i said i loved sassy gay and bitchy bi besties i didn’t mean like this 🥲) but they continued this already unfunny ‘joke’ outside and i was just cringing the entire time. not even t8s is free from harmful stereotypes, i fear 😔

anyways: jihyun coming to the school violence hearing or w.e it’s called and saving his man iktr 😌

and onto my favourite scene this week: that coming out scene?????? THE WAY I HELD MY BREATH WHEN JUNPYO WAS READING THE TEXTS AND HIS FACE DROPPED WHEN HE REALIZED WHO THEY WERE FOR... but junpyo sweetie i never doubted you I HAD TEARS IN MY EYES WHEN JUNPYO SAID IDC IF U LIKE GUYS OR GIRLS HOW COULD U KEEP THIS FROM ME but ofc he didn’t stay mad and he looked genuinely SO happy for jihyun THE WAY HE HUGGED HIM AND GIGGLED ABOUT HIS CRUSH AAAAAAAAAH also i did the math and junpyo and jihyun have been besties since they were SIX like...... that bond truly runs so deep i hope now that jihyun is coming into himself as a person he’s more open with junpyo now i love them sm :(💕

& JIHYUN RLLY SAID: I’M GONNA GET MY MAN BACK IKTR!!!!!!!

eunji.......... girl....... *nella rose voice* are you not eMBARRASSED? anyways jihyun ate her UP

that rooftop ending scene..... guess i’ll die ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

#the eighth sense #so much happened and so much to analyze but i can't even be coherent rn and i'm not even going to pretend..... icb next week is the end

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lily-orchard-gossip-blog · 11 months

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If Lily really does follow some of these blogs (and I’m sure she does), it would be neat if she could read this message:

She goes on about how for YEARS she’s been the victim of constant harassment, criticism, “stalking”, etc.

Her friends defend her to hell and back on how she doesn’t deserve this, and she’s a sweet wholesome pun-loving woman who is just the damnest sweet thing.

Lily’s rebuttal for this CONSTANT criticism is that these people are mad at her for “not liking the cartoon show”, “weebs butt hurt about their anime porn” or “because she’s trans and/or Native American”

And I have to ask her; really? Do you genuinely believe that? Do you honestly think that there would be so much time dedicated to debunking your videos, MULTIPLE gossip blogs discussing your work/behavior, or even this many people talking about you via tumblr when your posts get, what, 20 notes max?

Speaking as a past fan, I don’t talk about you negatively because of your cartoon opinions. I don’t post on these blogs because you don’t like anime. And I CERTAINLY don’t give a shit about your identity (TERFS f**k off challenge)

I engage with these blogs because I think you are a horribly judgmental and toxic person, and the more people know this the better.

You wish death on people who have different political ideologies. You send your fans to harass people you don’t like past and present and show NO remorse (not even a “please don’t harass these guys” obligatory message). You CONSTANTLY view people who AREN’T YOU or your friends as opposition, even YOUR OWN FANS. You invalidate artists and have absolutely no respect for animation as a medium. You have this unmovable victim complex where you absolutely refuse to take ANY responsibility for your words/actions. It’s always someone else’s fault.

You perpetuate the horribly toxic setting of no one being allowed to say anything (and I mean ANYTHING) you don’t like at risk of making you upset. People can’t even like a different GAME as you without you throwing a bitch-fit.

Going off her own accord on this sort of behavior: Lily is a flat-out abusive woman.

But it’s her job to stay online and say what she wants to say.

She has a PLATFORM. She gets PAID BY FANS for her to do what she does. She has not changed since her Brony persona where she encouraged victims of bullying to beat their bully’s skulls in, and she continues to slip her toxicity into other fandoms like WoW and TOH.

People don’t hate you because of your takes, heritage, gender, or whatever your friends say people criticize you for.

People hate you because you’re a f**king toxic asshole.

That’s all I have to say. Duces ✌️

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thewritetofreespeech · 2 years

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can you please do a midorima smut where momoi gets to close and comfy with him and we get really jealous but hide that we are jealous but midorima notice and after we leave and get home he shows us that he only wants us please❤️

Midorima x jealous reader - Making a point

‘This party blows’ you thought to yourself as you sat at the table and picked at your cheese puffs.

Usually you were really excited to hang out with the other Generation of Miracle boys and their new friends, but this time you weren’t really feeling it.

Momoi had gotten it into her head, probably from reading too much shojo manga, that if she wanted Kuroko’s undying love & affection that she’d have to make him jealous. See the ‘error of his way’ in ignoring her by showing him what he was missing. You loved Momoi, but she could be an incredible flirt on the best of days. Physical contact a major part of her love language. But today she was taking it too far.

You weren’t sure why she had picked Midorima as her ‘target’. Probably because she was too intimidated by Akashi. Kise would just go along with it and flirt back. Aomine would be just weird for her. And Murasakibara wouldn’t get it no matter how hard she tried. Midorima was the only other choice.

“Midorin-kun! Do you want some more of this chicken? It’s really good!”

“No. Thank you Momoi.” Midorima replied, putting up his hand incase Momoi’s effort to hand feed him actually went through.

You grit your teeth at the display. Not even you would do that to him, and the one time you had tried (even something as simple as offering him a sip of your boba tea when you were out on a date) he bit your head off. With Momoi, however, he just seemed to accept it.

“I’m going to head home.”

Everyone seemed surprised by your announcement, as it was still early and out of the blue. “I had a really long day, and another one tomorrow. It was nice seeing all of you.”

“Awww [Y/N]-cchi, do you want me to walk you to the station?”

“I’ll do it.” Midorima butt in at Kise’s offer. Getting up from the table as well, and Momoi looking a little crestfallen that her plaything had left.

“You don’t have to.” You insist, but Midorima was already putting on his coat.

You walk out of the apartment and down the stairs. By the time you had reached the bottom you told him, “look. I just got an Uber. I don’t want to wait on the train, so it’ll be here in 3 minutes. Why don’t you go back to the party?”

“Why are you upset?”

You turn around and look at Mirdorima. Always to the point that one. “I just don’t want to watch Momoi hang off you all night.”

“You know I’m not interested in her.” His nose even crinkled a little at the thought.

“You still didn’t stop her.” You tell him. “Which is just as bad.”

Midorima sighed. “Momoi is sensitive.”

“And I’m not?”

A car pulled up just then and a man leaned out to call your name. Your ride was here. “Look, it’s not that I’m mad at you or Momoi. I know you don’t have any interest in her. It’s just….it hurts my feelings that you’ll let someone you don’t care about show you affection but me you keep at arm’s length. I think Momoi honestly forgot we were dating when she cooked up this little scheme because we’re not affectionate at all.”

Midorima didn’t say anything. He just stood there for a moment before he walked up to you and opened the car door. You sighed. Thinking that was the end of it. You didn’t expect him to climb into the car after you before it started to drive away. “What are you doing?”

“Showing you how affectionate I can be.”

An hour later you were both in your apartment, in your bedroom. Your legs on either side of Midorima’s head as he teased you open with his tongue. “Oh god Shintaro. Oh god right there…..” You whisper in the dark, like it was a secret between the two of you. He of course continued. Gripping your thighs and massaging them as he knew that made you hot. You let out a mute cry with a shutter as you came against his mouth.

“That was wonderful.” You praise as he sat up between your legs. “Do you want me to….?”

Midorima shook his head. “I think I’ve been selfish enough for the night.” He replied as he slipped his glasses back on. “I’ll try to be more reciprocating towards your public displays of affection. It’s just…hard for me.”

“I know.” You reply. Reaching out to stroke his arm. Of course you knew that it wasn’t Midroima’s thing, and there was no changing that. Still, it didn’t change the fact that you felt a little put out about it sometimes. “I guess I was just feeling…sensitive.”

“Well, certainly now.” You shutter again and writhe a little when Midorima reached down to touch your still wet pussy and stroke it with his fingers. “I may not be the most touchy-feely person in the world. But in private,” you moan as his fingers enter you and his thumb started stroking your clit, “I want to be very ‘touchy-feely’ with you.”

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blu-joons · 2 years

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When He Misses An Important Event Of Yours ~ BTS Reaction

Jin:

There was a tension in the room as soon as Jin came home, an awkwardness like never before. You couldn’t quite describe how gutted you were that he had failed to show to see your exhibition, despite his promises.

“I’m sorry,” Jin quickly told you, knowing as soon as he walked through the door that he had messed up, remembering his promise to you.

Your head shook as you remained silent, refusing to just give up and move on, even though you could tell that was what Jin wanted.

A sigh came from him as he realised that you were staying silent. “Are you really going to carry this on? It’s just a mistake.”

“Is this supposed to go away?” You challenged.

“I can’t help that I was needed at work,” he tried to justify, “they’ll be other exhibitions, just missing one isn’t that big of a deal.”

Your eyes went wide, “this was a huge deal to me Jin, but you just let me down.”

“I can make this up to you,” Jin tried to assure you, but your head shook as you stood up from the sofa, refusing to look at him.

“I’m going to bed, in the spare room.”

Yoongi:

You smiled weakly across at Yoongi as you walked through the door, although he had warned you in advance that he wouldn’t make your event, a small part of you still felt deflated as you finally saw him.

“Hi,” he whispered, scratching over the top of his head cluelessly, not quite sure of what to say or do around you.

Your head nodded as you too felt a little unsure. “Did you get everything done that you needed to?” You asked him quietly.

Yoongi nodded too in reply to you, “I don’t want to talk about me, I want to talk about you? How did your showcase go?”

“It went well,” you bluntly replied.

“Y/N,” Yoongi whispered, hoping to get a little more from you, “I thought you understood that I was needed at work, don’t be like this.”

A soft sigh came from you, “I understand, but it still hurts at the same time Yoongi.”

“Of course,” he hummed, knowing how unfair he had been on you. “Can’t you just tell me a little bit more about the showcase?”

“Everyone who came liked what I did.”

Hoseok:

You couldn’t help but scoff as the director of your show came over to you with a box in their arms. You recognised the handwriting on the label straight away, shaking your head at how brass Hobi was.

“That looks nice,” one of your colleagues smiled beside you, only to see the unimpressed look that was on your face.

Your expression took her by surprise as you cleared your throat, “he said he’d be here, and this is meant to make up for it.”

Your colleague nodded, beginning to understand your disapproval. “I take it that it’s a plan to soften the blow and make you smile.”

“It’s not as easy as that though,” you huffed.

“At least he’s trying,” your colleague tried to reason, “a box of chocolates and other treats is at least a little bit of an apology.”

A sigh came from you, “I still feel let down, is this supposed to replace him?”

“No way,” she weakly smiled, “but at least you know that he’s at least sorry, and thinking of you ahead of the event tonight.”

“I guess something is better than nothing.”

Namjoon:

You smiled softly as Namjoon walked across to you with a bouquet of flowers, a smile on his face too. You wanted desperately to be mad, but you just couldn’t, having known just how busy Namjoon had been.

“I saw some photos and the event looked great,” Namjoon told you as he handed the bouquet across for you to take.

“You didn’t need to do this,” you replied, “I know that work is kicking your butt right now, I do understand Namjoon.”

His head shook as you spoke, “that’s no excuse, I should have been there to support you just like how you’re always around to support me too.”

“It’s just one event,” you tried to encourage.

“And I promise that I’ll be at the next one too,” Namjoon smiled back across at you, “I don’t care how busy I am with work either.”

Your head nodded in reply to him, “if you can’t come, then I’ll still get it.”

“You won’t, because it won’t happen,” Namjoon continued to encourage, “I want to repay all the support that you give me Y/N.”

“You already do that for me Namjoon.”

Jimin:

A sigh came from you as you came home, glancing across at the coffee table where two plates of food were waiting. You could read Jimin straight away, knowing exactly why dinner had been prepared.

"Call this an apology," Jimin told you, tapping the space beside him on the sofa, inviting you across so that you could stay well fed.

“I could call you a lot worse,” you snapped back at him, taking a seat on the sofa with distance between you both.

Jimin’s head nodded, understanding why you were annoyed. “Am I allowed to ask how your recital went or is it a little early to do that right now?”

“What do you think?” You frowned in reply.

“Sorry,” Jimin huffed, not knowing what was right and what was wrong. “I really am sorry, I won’t stop telling you that either Y/N.”

Your head shook back at Jimin, “I don’t need sorry, that doesn’t change anything.”

“I know,” he replied, dropping his shoulders. “I wish I could go back and change the fact that I wasn’t there for you though Y/N.”

“Yeah, I wish that we could go and do that too.”

Taehyung:

You walked straight through the house and upstairs as you returned home, with Taehyung following behind you. You were trying your best to swerve, but Taehyung was onto you, knowing that he had messed up.

“I’m sorry,” he told you, but your head shook back across at him. “Please Y/N, I just forgot what day it was today, I had no idea it was today.”

“If you cared you’d have remembered,” you challenged, refusing to look across at Taehyung. “but you just didn’t think.”

A sigh came from Taehyung as he followed you into the bedroom too. “I would have come, if I’d have remembered, it wasn’t that I don’t care Y/N.”

“I never miss a date of yours,” you sighed.

“I know,” Taehyung quickly agreed, “but that’s because you’re just great, and if anything today has just proven that I’m definitely not.”

You couldn’t help but nod in reply, “did you not even think, even for a second?”

“I’m sorry,” Taehyung repeated once again, unable to bring himself to nod in reply to you as the truth dug a bigger hole for him.

“I think you’ve already done more than enough.”

Jungkook:

He shot up as soon as the front door opened, Jungkook didn’t quite know what to say as you walked through with your certificate in your hand, with your graduation complete, the day was almost perfect for you.

“How was your day?” Jungkook tentatively asked, still regretful that work got in the way of him being able to go and support you.

“It was amazing, there was just one thing missing,” you trailed off, with Jungkook knowing exactly who you meant too.

He couldn’t stay still as you took your shoes off and made yourself comfortable. “I’m still sorry that I wasn’t able to get the time off of work to come Y/N.”

“I get how things are,” you replied to him.

“That doesn’t make it alright,” he fretted, feeling undeserving of how unbothered you were, “today was your day, and I wasn’t there for you.”

Your eyes flickered across to him, “I know you’d have been there if you could.”

“I would have,” he quickly agreed, “and next time I’ve got some time off from work, maybe we can throw our own graduation for you.”

“Yeah, that sounds like a great idea.”

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holylulusworld · 2 years

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The Fitness Pack - Steve (1)

Summary: They are up to more than just helping you improve.

Pairing: Trainer! Steve Rogers x Plus-Sized!Reader

Characters: Trainer!Thor Odinson, Trainer! Bucky Barnes, Trainer!Sam Wilson, Peter Parker, Maria Hill

Warnings: angst, chubby reader, language, flirty Steve, fluff, a hint of groping

A/N: Every man will get his own story. It’s the same reader but in every story, she gets with another member of the pack. This will not turn into a polyamorous story.

A/N2: Brock Rumlow is her ex in every 2-parter for this series. The breakup happens differently for every story, though.

A/N3: Part 1/2

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Divider by @firefly-graphics

“Watch out!” you squeak as a basketball hits your ass with full force. Your bag drops to the ground, and you cry out at the sudden impact. “Fuck, Sam. Where did you look? I’m right here!”

“Ouch,” rubbing your bruised ass you try to figure out what just happened. You minded your business and walked toward the fitness studio you heard about only to get hit by a basketball.

“Hey, are you okay?” a tall blonde hunk asks. You blink a few times, too distracted by the fact he’s not wearing a shirt. He shows off his ripped body and you fear a whimper just escaped your lips. Sweat runs down his perfect body and you follow a droplet down to his abs. “Doll, I’m sorry. My friend is the worst at aiming. We didn’t want to hurt you.”

“It’s fine,” you shrug. “I got a big ass.”

“Uh-I,” he dips his head to glance at your ass, humming as he likes what he sees. “Sorry, for hitting your cute butt, miss. I’m Steve,” he holds out his hand and smirks as you hastily shake it. “The idiots over there are Sam, Bucky, and Thor.”

“Oh, nice to meet you, Steve. I was on my way to the fitness studio,” pointing at the building behind Steve’s back you try to get away from the man still holding your hand. You don’t want to embarrass yourself in front of a handsome stranger and prefer to find an excuse to leave. “I should be on my way. I got an appointment with my trainer in not ten minutes.”

“We don’t want you to be late,” Steve flashes you a bright smile. “Maybe he’ll get mad and tells you to give him twenty pushups or stuff.”

“You think he’ll do that? I’m a beginner,” you glance down your body, sniffing as you fear your new trainer will laugh at you. “Do you know them?”

“Rogers, stop flirting with her. If you don’t move your ass over here, you’ll lose the bet,” the other tall blonde of the small group of gorgeous men calls for his friend. “Come on!”

“Nah, you can have the twenty bucks,” while you try to not look at the other shirtless men, Steve picks your bag up from the ground. He throws the basketball at his friends before slinging one arm around your shoulders. “Let me walk you to the fitness studio”

“I-what? Don’t you want to play with your friends? You don’t even know me.”

“Doll, I’m done playing with my friends. Why would I want to play with these guys if I can accompany a pretty girl like you? Now, if you want us to stop being strangers, tell me your name.”

“Y/N,” you shiver at his closeness. It feels odd to let the stranger called Steve walk you toward the fitness studio. “Do you know the studio? I want to lose weight and need a trainer who will not judge me for being a beginner.”

“I promise your trainer will make sure you feel comfortable and safe,” he says while holding the door open for you. “They are all cool guys wanting to have fun and help people reach their goals. Over there is Maria. She will help you, doll.” Steve points at the reception desk.

“Thank you,” you shyly glance at Steve. “Have a great day.”

“You too, and sorry for the basketball again. I promise next time, I’ll slap your butt with my hand,” he snickers as you make an odd noise. “See you around, Y/N.”

“Yeah…okay,” swallowing thickly you watch Steve walk away. He strides toward a few women, greeting them on his way. You watch him until he enters a room, sighing as you fear to never see him again.

“Can I help you?” the woman at the reception desk asks. “I’m Maria Hill.”

“Hi. I’m Y/N Y/L/N,” you turn your attention toward the friendly woman. “We talked about a membership a few days ago. I’m here for my first session.”

“Ah, yeah darling. I remember our conversation,” Maria nods knowingly. “I prepared a contract and took some notes for the trainers.”

You fall into an easy conversation with Maria, even laugh as she talks about the trainers and their stupid bets.

“Oh, look at the time,” she finally says. “We talked for almost half an hour, Y/N. Let me check on your information and you can start your first session.”

“That would be great.”

Maria looks at the papers on her desk, checking on your information again. “I paired you with Sam Wilson. One of our best trainers. He’ll be here in—hey!” you jump a little as Steve stands next to you to snatch the clipboard with your information out of Maria’s hands. “Rogers! She’s not your client.”

“She is now,” the tall blonde states. He gets a pencil out of his pocket to cross Sam’s name out. “We already talked about her goals. Y/N is my client. You can pair Sam with Sharon Carter.”

“Why would I do such a thing?” Maria huffs.

“I don’t think Sharon wants to train with me any longer. 's all,” you watch Steve look over your information. He hums and nods to himself.

“Yeah, as you never asked her for another date, Romeo,” laughing you watch Steve and Maria bicker about his qualities as a trainer.

“You’re a trainer?” licking your lips you admire Steve in his trainer outfit. You want to start training as soon as possible so you stop them from fighting.

“Sure, doll,” and his arm is back around your shoulders. Steve seems to be the touchy kind of guy. Not in a creepy way, though. “We can go to a more private part of the studio. How about we start with a little warm-up?”

“Sounds good,” while you follow Steve inside a smaller training room, three pairs of eyes follow you.

“So, do the others work here too, Steve?”

“Yep. We opened the fitness studio shortly after we left the army. All of us were looking for a new job. We spared some money and opened our studio. We are the fitness pack.”

“The fitness pack,” you smirk as the name sounds a little funny to you. “Funny name, but I kinda like it.”

“I’m glad you like it, sweet doll,” he whispers in your ear. “Now let’s start to make you sweat, Y/N…”

“Give me one more, doll,” you’re just done for today. Your body aches and every inch of your training outfit is soaked. “I know you can do it.”

“I can’t, Steve,” fighting his hands you try to make him stop torturing you. Over the last three months, he helped you get in better shape. Now Steve wants you to push yourself to your limit. He forces you to eat cooked carrots, and you hate it.

“Y/N, eat the carrots!”

“I hate cooked carrots. You promised me food for lunch, not disgusting carrots,” you glance at the food in front of Steve. He invited you to the fitness pack’s break room to have lunch with him. “Can I at least have some broccoli or red pepper?”

“I told you,” he leans closer to hold the fork with carrots in front of your face. “One more for me, doll. The carrots are good for you.”

“No-“ you press your lips into a thin line and refuse to cooperate. “You lied. I deserve lunch, not this.” Scrunching up your nose you cross your arms over your chest. “I’ll never eat with you again.”

“You love our lunch breaks,” it’s hard to be mad at Steve Rogers. His boyish charm and those baby blue eyes get him out of trouble without any effort. “I promise you’ll get something better later. Let me invite you for dinner, Y/N.”

“Dinner?”

“Yeah. The pack and I want to go for dinner tonight. You can join us doll,” you hide your disappointment well. It’s not the first time you had hoped that someone likes you back. Even though Steve is the nicest guy you ever met, he’s still out of your league. “Do you want to come too?”

“I got work to do later. My mom wanted to call and I,” shaking your head you try to find an excuse to not join the dinner with Steve’s colleagues, “don’t think I’ll make it. Sorry.”

“Doll, please join us for dinner,” he moves his hand to your thigh to give it a gentle squeeze. “Don’t leave me hanging. I’ll be so lonely without you.”

“All of your friends will be around, Steve,” you mumble, fighting the urge to give in. It’s hard enough to accept that Steve will never require your feelings. You don’t need to watch him flirt with some other girl.

“I’ll pick you up at eight,” Steve won’t give in. “Wear that sundress you wore the first day we met. You know, the blue one. It’s cute.”

“I-it won’t fit any longer. It’s too wide,” biting your lower lip you shyly glance at Steve’s hand on your thigh. “You did a good job.”

“It was your hard work, Y/N,” Steve presses his lips to your ear. “If you eat your carrots now, I promise you can have dessert tonight. I love a girl who can eat. Just not after training. Your body would protest.”

“Eight, you said,” you will hate yourself later for agreeing to join the pack for dinner, but don’t want to disappoint Steve. Not that he’ll be around for long. Some girl will get his attention and you can sneak out of the restaurant and go home to cry yourself to sleep.

“You fucker!” Sam grunts.

“We never clarified the rules,” while Steve straightens his tie, his friends are fuming. “I invited her for dinner, and she said yes.”

“Yeah, as you lied!” Bucky retorts. “You told Y/N it’s going to be all of us and her, not just you. Cheater!”

“I did not cheat, gentlemen,” flashing Thor, Bucky, and Sam a dirty smirk, Steve fights to hold back a chuckle. “Y/N will be my girl and wear my ring one day. If you would excuse me now, I’d like to be on time to pick my girl up.”

“That fucker!” Thor kicks a chair. “I saw her first.”

“I hit her cute ass with the basketball.”

“Guys, he will win her over tonight. That’s just…” the brunette sighs deeply. “I thought I get a chance.”

“Steve where are the others?” you question as Steve guides you toward a table. “There are only two chairs. What’s going on?”

“We are going to have dinner,” he pulls the chair for you, pecking your cheek as you try to tame your wildly beating heart. “What do you want? Nothing is off-limits tonight. You can eat as much as you want to.”

“Is this a date?” fearing Steve will laugh at you, you look at him as he sits down. He smiles softly, hand reaching out for the one you placed on the table. “Steve?”

“I asked you out for dinner and you agreed. I think people call this a date,” you open your mouth to tell Steve he lied. He didn’t tell you that this is going to be a date. “What do you like? Fish or chicken?”

“Fish, maybe,” swallowing thickly you watch Steve open the menu. “And water. I get a headache if I’m drinking. I want to train tomorrow so…no alcohol for me.”

“I’ll love to train with you tonight,” you shudder as Steve’s eyes are darker than usual tonight. “You should know that I want you to be my girl from now on.”

“You…what?” looking around the restaurant you wonder if this is a sick joke. “Is this a joke?”

“Why would you ask such a thing? I like you a lot and I already know how it feels to put my hands on you. I want to peel that dress off your body and make love to you, doll.”

“I’m not one of the other girls you seduced and never called, Steve,” you sniffle. “I thought you are a nice guy.”

“Baby doll, you got it all wrong,” he gets up to sit next to you. “You are precious to me. Do you know how happy I was getting to know you are single? I almost asked you out right there and then.”

“I broke up with my boyfriend before I came to the fitness studio. He was not a nice man,” wiping your eyes you sniffle silently. “He lost a lot of weight and suddenly, I wasn’t enough. Brock cheated on me.”

“Doll,” Steve moves his hand to your thigh to toy with your new sundress, “I want to make you mine.” A tiny whimper escapes your lips as he moves his hand between your thighs. “How about we order takeaway and I’ll bring you to my home to bury my face between those thighs.”

“Mr. Rogers,” you dip your head to look him deep in the eyes, admiring his handsome features, “you need to try harder to get me in your clutches.”

“Challenge accepted, baby doll,” he cups your face with his free hand and leans impossible closer to kiss you softly. “After tonight you’ll never want to leave me and my bed, Y/N. That’s a promise…”

>> Part 2

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