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il-miele-che-scrive · 3 months

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Go for his brother part 2

Part 1 here

Part 3 here

username1 DOUBLE BETRAYAL 😭

↳username2 wdym bro wtf Arthur is just getting his karma, he CHEATED on Y/n with her best friend

↳username2 and Y/n only got with his brother after the breakup

username3 It's so crazy to me how not long ago Y/n was with Arthur at Charles' race and we could see them all lovey dovey and now she's with Charles 💀

username4 I hope they actually like each other and it's not just something Y/n schemed to get back at Arthur

↳username5 And even if it is, so what? Both Leclercs deserve this if she's doing it for the sake of revenge

username4 What did Charles ever do to you 😭 he's a literal pookie

username6 I am BEGGING to find out Arthur's reaction

username7 I wanna see this on Drive To Survive lmao

↳username8 The most interesting thing in the whole season lol

username9 Exactly! Men driving in circles? Nah, fuck that, give me family drama

yourusername The Art & The Artist

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charles_leclerc I took way more than these 2 pictures, should post them all

↳yourusername some would get me banned🤭

username1 MY OH MY

username2 What did she say 😐

username3 I'm jealous but haven't decided if I want him or her

username4 Arthur better not read this comment section (I hope he will)

francisca.cgomes Thanks for blessing my eyes 🫶

↳yourusername You're welcome bestie🫶

username4 it's so nice to see Y/n found a friend who won't steal her bf

username5 You can't be sure, it's Charles Leclerc we're talking about. You think he wouldn't go for his best friends' girlfriend who is now his own girlfriends' best friend after pulling what he's just pulled?

username4 ngl girl I got lost in whatever you're saying

yoursister In your iconic girl era ❤️

↳yourusername I slayed didn't I 💅

username6 Honestly guys I believe it's not just a revenge scheme

↳username5 What makes you think that?

username6 Given these pictures and the pictures from the gossip page they look pretty much happy to me, too happy for it to be fake

username5 Whatever you say, we'll see. They have to get tired of pretending one day

exbestfriend Glowing ✨🩷

↳yourusername 😐

↳francisca.cgomes 😐

↳yoursister 😐

↳charles_leclerc 😐

↳pierregasly 😐

↳georgerussell63 😐

↳carmenmmundt 😐

↳alex_albon 😐

↳lilymhe 😐

username7 Y/N AND HER COMMENT SECTION ARE ICONIC 😭

↳username8 I can't stop imagining them having a gc and she sent a screenshot of her ex best friend's comment like "you know what to do, guys" 🤣

username9 I just know Arthur is screaming crying throwing up because LOOK AT WHAT HE LOST

username10 Lol who's next? Toto Wolff?

arthur_leclerc My favorite love story is ours ❤️

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exbestfriend So happy we found each other ❤️❤️

username1 💀

username2 Alright they both have the audacity

username3 your love story is cheating on Y/n lmao

username4 Imagine they have a kid one day who'll ask mom dad how did you meet lol

↳username3 I'd be EMBARRASSED

username5 They deserve each other tbh

username6 Hey but... What if this pic and Y/n's pics were taken on the same day...

↳username7 wdym

username6 Arthur wanted to keep and eye on his ex and his brother from afar 😭

username7 it's terrible but possibly true lmao

exbestfriend I'm so sick of people judging us

↳username2 That's what you deserve, the both of you

↳username4 when actions have consequences:😮

yourusername Back at the paddock ❤️

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username1 At least she didn't downgrade right?

yoursister You guys look so good together

↳yourusername Thank you 🫶 ily

↳charles_leclerc Yes we do 😊

↳username2 Y/s/n never commented anything like this when Y/n used to post with Arthur😭

lilymhe It was nice catching up with you when the boys were playing

↳yourusername maybe next time you and Alex could come over so the boys can play some video games together

username3 Pls they're just two single mothers bonding over their toddlers being besties😭

username4 I NEED TO KNOW IF ARTHUR WAS THERE

↳username5 You crazy? Ofc he wouldn't have come, he's too scared of confrontation

username4 Okay but then what if one day Y/n and Charles get married? Will Arthur just skip his brother's wedding?

username5 I think some time will pass before Charles decides to settle down. And not with Y/n, that's for sure

username6 Why not? Y/n makes a much better couple with Charles than she did with Arthur

username5 Charles would never take her seriously lol she dated his brother, Charles is just having fun with her while letting her have her moment

arthur_leclerc Are you wearing the dress you wore on our first date?

↳username2 SHE'S WHAT?????

↳username3 wtf are u doing here

↳yourusername Maybe...

username4 Mother keeps slaying 😭👏

username7 I aspire to be like Y/n fr

alex_albon Lily said we should have a double date

↳yourusername Let's do it then @/lilymhe @/charles_leclerc when and where

arthur_leclerc I just wonder when will you get bored of this

↳yourusername Bored of what exactly? Going to races? You know I've always enjoyed looking at cars go vroooom

arthur_leclerc You know what I mean

arthur_leclerc Of pretending to like Charles just to prove me some delusional point

yourusername You really think I'd waste my energy on that? It's a funny coincidence indeed, but I do like him actually

arthur_leclerc Mhm sure I give you maybe 6 months more, can't keep pretending forever

charles_leclerc A family gathering & the morning after

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username1 OH GREAT HEAVENS

pierregasly Now that's something none of us expected

↳username2 bro speaking facts

username3 They said fuck you Arthur you'll get a proof we're not pretending😭

username4 Well at least the family already knew her

↳username5 Pascale liked Y/n so much she said girl you have my blessing no matter which one u marry

username3 Guys do you think Arthur was there? You know, it's a family gathering, so he had to be there, right?

alex_albon Charles settling down wasn't on my bingo card this year

↳lilymhe Neither was it on mine but I love it

francisca.cgomes Girl you realize there's no going back now? 😂

↳yourusername I hope so😜🫶

arthur_leclerc I still can't believe how disrespectful you both are

↳charles_leclerc Look who's speaking of being disrespectful

↳yourusername stfu arthur maman literally had to kick you out of the party

username3 The way it used to be "Thurthur" and now it's "stfu arthur" 😶

username2 at least the "maman" is the same right

username5 I feel like Pascale likes Y/n more than she likes Arthur

username7 wtf guys PASCALE HAD TO KICK ARTHUR OUT OF THE PARTY 😭😭

↳username8 That's crazy, imagine how's the wedding gonna look like

carlossainz55 Getting engaged after a few weeks? Is she pregnant?😂

↳username9 Not funny

username10 Chill that's just millennial humour from back when pregnancy outside marriage was a disgrace

↳charles_leclerc We've known each other long enough to make this decision 🫢

carlossainz55 Valid point

arthur_leclerc But for majority of this time she was my girlfriend

charles_leclerc On which you cheated

arthur_leclerc @/yourusername did you use me just to get to Charles? Was it your plan from the beginning?

↳yourusername Sure because I have nothing else to do lmao

↳yourusername We've talked about it yesterday arthur, don't start again

arthur_leclerc I just still can't believe Charles would do something like that to me

yourusername And half a year ago I believed you wouldn't have ever cheated on me

charles_leclerc I said it yesterday and I'll say it again, Arthur I will always love you as a brother, but you messed up big time, you can't be mad at us

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cutielando · 23 days

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dating headcannon ~ oscar piastri

Synopsis: what i imagine dating Oscar would be like

Other works: my masterlist

♡♡♡♡♡

biggest sweetheart ever

you’d be high school sweethearts, i don’t care what anyone says

you would move to the UK with him when his career starting getting more and more serious

would be enrolled in university, but probably taking online classes or something to be able to attend his races

a well-known face around the paddock

you were the center of attention every weekend when you would attend a race, the fans screaming your name and asking you for photos more than Oscar

everyone’s bestie because you’re so sweet

getting along very well with Lando, seeing as you spend a lot of time with him because of Oscar

he would always tease the two of you and your relationship but you knew he meant no harm

you’d probably even set him up with one of your friends so he wouldn’t feel lonely

Oscar would be the biggest pookie ever

such a gentle soul

loving and doting boyfriend

would do anything that you would ask him to do

even if that meant sitting through cheesy romantic movies or doing face masks with you, he didn’t care as long as it made you happy

you guys would try to spend as much time together as you could because of Oscar’s hectic schedule and your uni assignments

Oscar oftentimes felt bad because he was working and training so much, feeling like he was neglecting you and not spending as much time with you as be would like

also feels bad if you can’t go to Australia as much as you’d like to

but you understood the situation and was more than happy to just be with him

he’d buy you anything that you’d ever want, but you weren’t a big spender and wouldn’t want much

favorite WAG, all the way

fans loved how normal and mature you were for such a young age

you also brought out the fun side of Oscar who is usually very reserved and shy in public

sneaky stories for the fans ;)

would feed them content like there was no tomorrow

the whole grid would 100% baby the two of you

but they all loved you and thought you were the perfect girl for their youngest driver colleague

you would be his support system, his anchor in an otherwise stormy world

whenever he would get overwhelmed by the pressure of motor racing, you’d be there to hold and reassure him that everything was going to be okay no matter what

he honestly wouldn’t be able to cope without you

besties with Logan forever

his family would adore you, always counting on you to keep Osc safe

actually started calling him Osc because of Lando

dressed in papaya at every race in support of the team

unconditionally in love with one another

people could tell how in love you were with each other just by the way you looked at each other

WEDDING VIBES

you would for sure end up being the first of the younger driver generation to get married

the entire grid would attend

Mark would probably officiate the entire thing

overall, you would be the absolute favorite couple on the entire internet

little Aussie and his lady

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dawndelion-winery · 2 months

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Thanks for the Flowers

You send them a little prank thank you text with flowers they never sent

Ft: Alhaitham, Arlechinno, Childe, Scaramouche, Wriothesley

Alhaitham:

You thought it would be a funny prank to send him a stock image of flowers and a small thank you

"Glad you like them."

He smiles to himself, but then immediately deleted his message when he sees the attached image

That wasn't the bouquet he sent

His smile drops so fast because who exactly is sending you flowers apart from him?

"Throw those out, they aren't from me. Don't you like the one I sent more? I got your favourites, my love."

He gives the house a cursory scan the moment he steps in through the front door

It's only after you've given him his welcome home kiss and a hug that he starts looking for the bouquet for some trace of who the sender might be

At first he doesn't believe you when you say it's a prank because he wouldn't put it past you to just want to allay his worries

He'll come around though, and then he's annoyed

"That's childish and you know it, you can have my attention if you just ask for it."

Arlechinno:

This is her sign to publicly announce that you're with her because this sort of idiocy wouldn't be an issue if people knew you were spoken for

Initially chuckles to herself as she glares at the offending image

"Do you like them?"

Of course she's not telling you the weren't from her if you like them

The poor sucker who sent them to you deserves no credit anyway

If anything, they deserve her personal thanks for helping her gift you something!

Of course she needs to know their name and face to express her gratitude in person <33

In a totally genuine and non-threatening way (lie)

She ends up coming home late that day, having scared off any of your potential suitors just to be safe

"Had some unsavoury business come up, dearest, sorry to keep you waiting. Have you had dinner yet? No? Shall we dine together?"

She never brings it up though, so you sorta forget to ever tell her it was a joke

Childe:

At first he doesn't process that he didn't send you the flowers

It's not like he doesn't pay attention, but he has his subordinates send you so much stuff as he comes across it that it's really hard to keep track

For all he knows it might have been something he came across and spontaneously thought of you liking it

And your likes were pretty much needs to him

"Love you, my pookie <33"

And then he stows his phone away

Only to remember he hasn't gotten you any flowers that day

"My honey drumlet darling-kins, there doesn't happen to be a note attached to the flowers, is there?"

When you insist that no, there isn't, and you've checked thoroughly, he makes a mental note to look into anyone who's ever had a crush on you

For a friendly spar, of course!

He just needs to make sure his competition is even worth noting (they aren't)

He comes home, thoroughly disappointed that none of them could even hold their own against him - few even dared to try, scared shitless by the sudden appearance of a harbinger demanding they fight

Sweaty and tired, he's all over you, whining about his day and how everyone wants you and can't take a hint that you're so happy with him ("You are, aren't you? I'm your favourite.")

Of course you cave and tell him it was only a prank

He scowls at first, but then breaks out giggling as he buried his face in the crook of your neck

"It doesn't really matter because I think they're all scared of me anyway. Some of them took one look at me and blanched. Unlike you, of course; the sight of me excites you, doesn't it?"

Ah. There's your bastard ginger.

Scaramouche:

"Wrong number, I think you meant to text your side hoe."

Sends you the most unbothered replies

Is actually overthinking

He knows logically this is most likely a joke because he swears he has seen that bouquet somewhere on the internet when looking for flower arrangement inspiration

But what if it's just a really similar layout and someone actually did send it to you?

Horrible. He doesn't want to think about it

But of course he does anyway

Brings you flowers because he planned to sneakily replace the stranger's bouquet

Wriothesley:

"Honey, please tell me this is a joke."

Seething inside

Who in their right mind dared to covet you while you were happily dating him??

Don't even try evade his interrogation, he needs to know every detail

From the exact time the flowers were sent to the arrangement and paper quality

Don't mind him, it's just a small investigation he'll carry out in his free time

The sooner you come clean the better

Not that you'll go unpunished...but hey, confessing to your crimes must at least lighten the sentence, yeah?

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writingduhh · 6 months

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Being Jschlatts S/O Includes (Hc) …

Shout out to my babe @lvrj4mie for the amazing ideas ILY POOKIE

Pairing: Schlatt x Y/n

Type: Fluff

▷ He’s very protective over you. Not in an unhealthy “you can’t leave” way, more of a “if anyone hurts you they’re dead” way.

▷ You have a drawer of your things at his place. After you began dating and practically spent every day at his house, he insisted that you keep a drawer of your belongings at his place.

▷ Receiving occasional bursts of affection from him. It's as if he can't contain his love and excitement, especially during those moments when he's feeling particularly affectionate. You could be sitting on the couch and he’ll just immediately smother you and attack your face with kisses… not that you mind.

▷ Definitely the Black Cat x Golden Retriever couple trope.

▷ Schlatt can be a chaotic and unpredictable character, but you're there to provide stability and calm in his life. You help balance his hectic lifestyle and remind him to take care of himself. You’re the calm in his storm.

▷ Despite his tough guy exterior, he's rather tender-hearted, especially when it comes to you.

▷ Spoils the shit out of you. Whatever you want he gets, even though you insist he doesn’t need to get you anything/you don’t want anything. He does it anyways.

▷ Introvert and Extrovert Balance. If Schlatt leans toward extroversion and you are more of an introvert (or vice Versa), you find a harmonious balance. He brings you out of your shell, and you provide him with moments of quiet reflection.

▷ Stealing his hoodies/shirts.

"Hey, toots, have you seen my..." Schlatt's words trailed off as he caught sight of you comfortably seated on the couch, wearing his oversized hoodie while engrossed in your game. Due to his substantial stature, his clothes practically swamped you, with sleeves rolled up twice for a better fit.

"Is that my hoodie?" he asked, a playful smirk on his face.

You nodded, a hint of mischief in your eyes. "Yeah, it is. I can take it off if you don't want me to wear it."

He shook his head, a fond smile spreading across his face. "No, no, it's okay. You look good in my clothes." He wrapped his arms around your shoulders and leaned in, planting a tender kiss on your neck.

▷ He has so many nicknames for you. Toots (obviously), sweetheart, babe, I could also definitely see him call his partner pet.

▷ Comfort in silence. Whether you’re watching him edit, gaming in the same room, or simply sitting together silently on the couch, you didn’t need words to communicate. There's a comfortable silence that speaks volumes about your connection and comfort with each other.

▷ His cats absolutely ADORE you… Maybe more than him.

▷ Late night food runs. Due to the nature of his job, Schlatt has a lot of late nights editing videos or planning future projects. On those particularly stressful nights, which is often, you like to suggest a late night food run to clear his mind. He always agrees as it’s an excuse to spend some quality time with you… and get food.

▷ You shamelessly tease him in a playful manner, fully aware that you can get away with it.

▷ Contrary to popular opinion I think he’s quite affectionate, at least behind closed doors. He’s always got a hand on your thigh, laying on your chest, or some sort of touch.

▷ You’re definitely ‘Those pet parents’ with Jambo and Burnt soup. They’re basically like your children, making you the perfect happy family.

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coco-loco-nut · 9 days

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Book Club - Part 4

Pairing: Lance x Reader, Grid x Reader

Summary: no spoilers 😈

A/n: I’m not ready to let them go, so send in book club requests so we can keep the club going 🥲

requests are open 🗣️ masterlist

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“Nico, when did you ask your wife to marry you?” you dangle upside down on his couch, just chilling and asking for life advice, similar to how the book club started.

“When I knew the time is right and she was the one. Are you second guessing Lance?” he asks, sitting in a chair beside you. You are both in your racing suits, ready for the upcoming race.

“Not necessarily, it’s just that we’ve been together for so long, and god I really love him. You could ask me to marry you right now and I’d say no, that’s how down bad I am,”

“He’s your pookie,” Nico says, smiling proudly at using slang.

“Hell yeah,” you high five him. “I know he wants to marry me, I just wish he’d propose,” you groan.

“Have you talked to him about it?”

“Never, ever, ask a girl that. And the answer is no. I just- I don’t want to rush him. I know Lancelot, and he’s gonna want to make it perfect, so I don’t want to make him feel rushed,” you explain and Nico nods.

“Well then, in an alternate universe, I have already asked you to marry me,” Nico says, trying to comfort you.

It’s true, on Earth 2, you and Nico are closer in age and married.

“God, I can only hope,” you grin at the Haas driver, moving to sit normally.

“Don’t worry about it, I see the way he looks at you, it’s only a matter of time,” Nico reassures you.

“Thank you. You really are one of my closest friends. Our little club is my family,” you tell Nico who pulls you into a hug.

“We always will be. Competitors on the track, family off the track,” Nico says as Kevin walks in.

“Y/n, you okay?” Kevin asks, sitting on the other side of you.

“I’m okay, just a little in my bag, probably about to start my period or something,” you wave Kevin off.

“Okay, well you are basically our grid daughter so if there is anything bothering you, let me know,” he gives you a small hug.

“Guys, stop, you are gonna make me cry for real,” you tell them, a little laughter in your voice.

“Alright, go crush this race,” Nico says, walking you out of Haas. You head back to your garage, feeling a lot better than you did before.

Little did you know, was you were venting to Nico, Lance was panicking in front of Fernando, Lewis, and Valtteri.

“What if she says no? Oh my god, she will finally admit that she actually despises me and barely tolerates me,” Lance paces.

“Mate. I don’t know if you noticed, but she looks at you like you hung the moon and the starts. You look at her like she is the thing that makes you live and breathe. You will be ok,” Lewis quotes the song he wrote based on the book you selected.

“Really?” Lance stops his pacing, his eyes shining happily.

“Yes, you two are insanely love sick, it is cute,” Fernando says, amused at the Canadian.

“Just ask her when she wins, she will be too excited to say no,” Valtteri says, Lewis and Fernando gasp, as well as Lance.

“That’s not nearly romantic enough,” Lance groans.

“We arranged for a romantic track walk and picnic at turn two, here is a book with a hole in the pages. When she opens it, eso,” Fernando says, confirming what they had been working on.

“It took a little convincing the FIA, but we did it,” Lewis says. Lance visibly relaxes, a lot of tension releasing.

“How can I repay you for this?” Lance asks, a little overwhelmed, but very grateful for their help.

“Take care of our grid daughter, make sure she is happy for the rest of her life,” Valtteri says simply.

“Hey guys, sorry we are late,” Daniel walks in with Checo.

“What did we miss?” Checo asks, sensing the odd atmosphere.

“Just giving Lance permission to marry our grid daughter,” Lewis tells them.

“Did you ask Kimi?” Daniel asks, the whole grid knows how close the two have gotten. You don’t have a great relationship with your dad, similar to Max, so Kimi has easily filled that role.

“He was the first person I asked, then I asked Kevin and Nico since she is really close with them,” Lance nods, knowing you are probably with them.

“We will be out there taking pictures, don’t worry,” Valtteri reassures the young Aston Martin driver.

“Amigos, it is race time,” Checo says, leading everyone out to the track. Lance spots you with Logan.

“Yeah, you can totally join, I’ll give my copy of this weeks book since I finished it. Just don’t tell the other non-club drivers,” you tell the American. You have gotten closer with him, seeing how excluded he is from some other groups in the Paddock.

“I’ll see you later, thanks for being a good friend,” Logan says, squeezing your shoulder gently.

“Hey, Lancie,” you grin, pressing a small kiss to his lips.

“Hello, love. Are you excited for our date after the race?” Lance asks, his hand resting on your waist, his warmth blocked by your fireproofs. You chat until you reach your respective destinations.

“Good luck, I’ll see you when I overtake you,” you tell him, and he returns your sentiments with a laugh.

You end up placing P4 after pushing the car harder than you ever had before, so you were extremely pleased. After a shower, media responsibilities, and debriefs, you change into a sundress and fix your hair. Lance meets you outside the motorhome, looking handsome in a button up and dress pants.

“You look so hot,” you tell him, jaw dropped a little. 10/10 girls would agree that the only thing hotter than a guy with a baby or small animal, is a guy dressed up in a well fitting suit.

“You look cuter,” he kisses you sweetly, grabbing your hand as he leads you through the paddock to the track. He told you about the track walk after weighing in. The grid helped him set up the date spot while you got ready. Your breath is taken away a bit when you approach turn two. There are fairy lights hanging from the fence and a blanket with a picnic basket on the track.

“Lance, this is incredible. How did you set it up?” you ask him in awe. The clear night sky lets stars shine bright above you.

“The grid helped, especially Fernando, he’s a big romantic and really liked the idea,” Lance admitted shyly.

“It’s perfect,” you take his hand to assist you in sitting down. Lance sits beside you, offering you a snack from the picnic basket. Conversation flows easily between you, talking about anything and everything except for racing, the one topic always off limits on date nights. Lance reaches into the basket and pulls out a book.

“I got you a little something,” Lance says, pushing down his nerves. Out of the corner of his eyes, he can see the grid popping out of their hiding spots in the grass area.

“I do love my books,” you smile, taking the book from him. As you usually do, you flip through the first few pages, pausing when you see a ring taped to the third page.

“I had a big speech planned, but will you let me make you happy for the rest of your life and make me happy the rest of mine by marrying me?” Lance asks and you can only nod as tears start flowing. You launch yourself into his arms, holding him close.

“I love you so much,” you whisper and he holds you tighter.

“I love you more,” he says. You pull away slightly and kiss him. Lance carefully removes the ring from the book and puts it on your hand. It’s simple yet stunning, absolutely perfect for you. You both look at the grid when they start cheering and hollering.

There is a social media intern for Formula One somewhere in the group who captured the whole thing on video, Fernando paid her under the table for it and he hid another camera and microphone on the wall of the track. He knew the guys would only remember to get pictures.

You take your time thanking each driver and hugging them, you really tear up when you see Kimi there.

“Congratulations, you raced so well today, I am very happy for you,” Kimi actually hugs you, if there wasn’t photo proof from Lando and Daniel, who’s jpg accounts broke the news of the engagement (you wouldn’t want it any other way), people wouldn’t believe it.

“Thank you. Wait, you said you weren’t going to be here for the race!” you gasp, looking at him a little betrayed.

“If you knew I was here, you would insist on getting dinner with me instead of going on a date,” Kimi shrugs, a small knowing smile on his face. Not only is he basically your dad now, he has been mentoring you a few times a week, even hopping in the sim once in a while.

“You’re right. I’m just glad you approve,” you smile as Lance wraps an arm around your waist.

“He was the first person I asked,” Lance kisses the side of your head.

“Wait, I thought we were the first,” Kevin says, looking at Nico.

“As long as she’s happy, I’ll get over it,” Nico jokingly mourns his loss of you.

“The ring is gorgeous,” George says, inspecting it. He is the babygirl of the group.

“Alright guys, let’s leave the happy couple alone,” Logan says, Lewis helping him herd everyone away from you and Lance.

“This may have been the most perfect day ever,” you sigh happily.

“Only because I am with the perfect girl,” Lance grins at you, holding you close as a blush covers your face.

“Shut up,” you giggle, pulling him down onto the blanket with you. He holds you in his arms for a few minutes before you yawn.

“Let’s get you back to the hotel,” Lance chuckles, helping you stand up. He is grateful that his assistant is taking care of the cleanup and your assistant packed up your drivers room for you.

“Mhmm, I need cuddles ASAP,” you yawn again, thankful for everything the day has brought you and that the hotel is close by. When you get back, it doesn’t take too long for you to crash.

“How did I get so lucky?” Lance whispers, pulling you close to him. Your steady breathing lulls him to sleep.

#f1 imagines #f1 x reader #f1 imagine #checo perez #daniel ricciardo #f1 grid #f1 grid x reader #george russell #kevin magnussen #fernando alonso #valtteri bottas #lance stroll x reader #lance stroll #lewis hamilton #nico hulkenberg #kimi raikkonen

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futureman · 1 month

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take all of me

pairing: josh futturman x f!reader

summary: when a messy time jump leaves josh with a brand new body part, the only person he wants to show is you

warnings: 18+ MDNI, roommate!reader, friends to lovers, dick swap, smut, handjob, f!masturbation, unprotected piv, rough/painful sex, size kink, mild body insecurity, comfort

words: 4k

@tinycozycomfort this one's for you pookie <3

“You have to see this.”

The front door slams, and then your roommate waddles into the living room looking so excited, you'd think he just won the lottery. You laugh at his dramatic entrance after the initial shock subsides, not bothering to pause the TV behind him.

Josh bursting into rooms at random happens more often than it probably should, usually to announce a breakthrough in his game or gossip he heard at work. But as you wait for him to share his big news, you notice there's something off about him.

He's jittery as hell and standing awkwardly like he really has to use the bathroom. His legs are spread a little too far apart, and his hands are clasped tightly in front of his crotch like he's either protecting himself or hiding something. You're pretty sure he was out doing resistance stuff all day—and that's when it hits you.

Whatever he's itching to tell you has Tiger and Wolf written all over it, and that can't be good. Your smile drops and you raise an eyebrow expectantly, silently demanding an explanation, but he just continues to stand there with that goofy look on his face.

So, he's going to make you ask. Dumbass.

"Uh, you gonna show me or are you gonna keep blocking the TV?" you ask bluntly. He grins brightly at your interest, and your expression softens.

"Both. You're not gonna believe this," he says, suddenly fumbling with his belt and unzipping his pants. Before you can object or react at all, he tugs down his jeans and boxers in one fell swoop.

Your jaw drops. "What the fuck is that?"

He's right. You can't believe it. The monstrosity hanging between his legs definitely wasn't there when he left the house, or at the very least, it didn't look anything like that last time you saw it. Not that he walks around the apartment with his dick out, but living together, you see each other naked now and then, and that's...new.

"How the hell—did you get a penis enlargement or something?" you openly gawk, trying to wrap your head around what he's showing you. Josh's dick is massive, almost too big to fit his body.

Huffing out an awkward laugh, he moves to cover himself again, likely embarrassed by your reaction. You immediately feel terrible. You didn't mean to make him feel bad. There's just no way you could've seen that coming.

"The TTD is sort of...broken," he explains timidly. "The last time we jumped, it swapped a few body parts between the three of us. A couple toes, a finger—"

"A dick? That's Wolf's dick? Holy shit."

He nods excitedly, perking back up. "I know, right? It's crazy. One second, we're in James fucking Cameron's house and everything's going haywire, and then we're back in 2017, and suddenly my pants don't fit. How does he even walk around with this thing?"

You scooch forward on the couch to get a better look, oddly captivated. "I think you're about to find out since it's yours now."

Abruptly, his face goes blank like he's just realizing he might be stuck with Wolf's dick forever. You can't tell if he's happy about the prospect or worried, but you're starting to feel a little conflicted yourself.

Feelings you're usually able to ignore are bubbling to the surface, and it's getting harder to remind yourself that the dick currently making your mouth water is attached to your roommate. Curiosity gets the better of you, and before you can stop yourself, you ask a question you really shouldn't.

"Can I touch it?"

"What? You want to...what?" he sputters, taken off-guard. The tips of his ears burn bright red, and his mouth opens and closes repeatedly like he wants to say something. Ultimately, he gives up.

After the whole show-and-tell thing, you're a little surprised he's getting shy again, but the last thing you want to do is make him uncomfortable. It's a line you haven't crossed with each other. You decide to backtrack, hoping you haven't overstepped the boundaries of your friendship.

“Obviously, not if you don’t want me to. No pressure at all, I was just curious," you rush to reassure him. But when you glance down, you notice he's subtly grinding into the heel of his hand, already half-hard and giving away exactly how he feels about your request.

"I-I mean, yeah, totally. Go right ahead," he consents casually, but he doesn’t sound nearly as nonchalant as he thinks. You give him a playful smile, reaching out and grabbing a handful of his shirt to tug him closer, and he awkwardly shuffles forward until he's between your legs.

He watches you nervously, fidgeting as you trace a prominent vein that snakes from the base to the tip. A soft, needy sound from above you encourages you to continue your path up to toy under the ridge with your thumb, and when his cock twitches in interest, you peer up to gauge his reaction.

The sight alone makes you wet. His eyes are glassy and unfocused, and that flush that began at the tips of his ears has spread to his cheeks and down his neck. He's already gnawing on his bottom lip in anticipation, waiting to see what you'll do next.

Eagerly, you wrap your fingers around him the best you can and give him an experimental tug. He chokes out a groan, and it sends another wave of heat through your body.

"Is it sensitive?" you ask soothingly, taking it slow with a few loose strokes.

"Yeah," he breathes out. You pump him again, a little tighter this time.

"More sensitive than the other one?"

He nods, swallowing harshly. "Yeah."

"Want me to keep going?"

"Please."

Bracing a hand on his stomach, you push his shirt up for better access and pump him faster, marveling at how quickly he starts to leak onto your fingers. You tease the head with your palm, spreading precum down his length to ease the slide, but he doesn't melt into your touch like you expect him to. Instead, he tenses up, fighting to keep still.

"Hey," you duck down and kiss his hip to get his attention. "Don't overthink it. Just let me take care of you, okay?"

He nods again, panting as his head falls back and his eyes flutter closed, trying to relax his body like you told him to. His hips rock forward, steadily establishing a rhythm until he's a whimpering mess and all but fucking into your fist.

He's a lot louder than you expected. Your room is right next to his, so you know what he sounds like when he's jerking off, but this is on another level. And he looks wrecked.

Sweat dampens his forehead, curling the soft baby hairs at his temples, and his volume increases, easily drowning out the ambient music of the movie still playing in the background. It's turning you on way more than you'd like to admit, your underwear sticking to you so badly, it's getting impossible to ignore. As if on cue, he whines your name in search of more friction, and you realize you can't anymore.

Desperate for relief, you slip a hand past the waistband of your sweatpants and dip two fingers into your aching cunt, fucking yourself for a few blissful moments before trailing back up to rub your clit. It's not nearly enough, but there's no way you're asking Josh for help.

You're roommates, not fuck buddies—or so you tell yourself, even though you know it's a load of bullshit. Even though you know he'd say yes in a heartbeat.

While you continue to jerk him off, he buries his hand in your hair to ground himself, mumbling under his breath as his fingers tense and untense between the strands.

"Fuck, that feels so good," he sighs, his head lolling forward so he can watch you work him. But then, he catches sight of you playing with yourself, and he seizes up, jerking violently in your grasp. "Are you...? Shit—"

Before he can accidentally teeter over the edge, you squeeze the base of his cock and cut him off with another offer you really shouldn't be making. You must be out of your fucking mind. It's Josh. But he's so hard, and you feel so empty. You'll worry about the consequences later.

"I know something that feels even better."

His eyes fly back to yours, darting between them like he's waiting for you to elaborate or take it back. But you don't do either. Instead, you release his cock to shirk your sweats and underwear. Spinning around, you brace your hands on the back of the couch and stick out your ass—an invitation.

"Only if you want to," you continue.

Oh, does he ever. He stumbles forward in a daze, holding your waist with one hand while he slaps his cock on your ass with the other. He feels hot and heavy on your skin, and your mouth starts to water again.

"You're sure about this?" he asks hesitantly, even as he grabs a handful of your ass and spreads you open.

"Touch me, and then ask again if I'm sure," you reply over your shoulder, knowing it won't take more than that to convince him.

He looks hesitant to do that too, but concedes when you wiggle against his crotch. Cautiously, his hand disappears between your legs, and the moment he feels it, all of the air leaves his lungs.

"You're so wet," he mumbles to himself in awe, grinding his palm into your messy heat. Without warning, he dips a thick finger inside you and pumps it a few times before adding another one. "And tight, oh my god."

You push into him, thankful to finally have something inside you, but you want to be full. The weight of him so close to where you need him is slowly driving you crazy. You're tired of waiting.

"Josh, just fuck me. Trust me, I want it," you whine, sounding as desperate and needy as you feel.

His fingers slip out of you, and then you hear a wet noise like he's sucking them clean. Jesus Christ. You force yourself not to think about how much you want him to eat you out if this ever happens again.

He shifts behind you, muttering what sounds like a pep talk under his breath before he inhales deeply and lines himself up.

"Fuck, is it even gonna fit?" he asks incredulously, nudging your entrance. The question was probably rhetorical, but you answer it anyway.

"Make it fit."

His body reacts before his brain can catch up. There's a pained groan behind you, and then his hips jolt forward of their own accord, burying nearly half of his cock inside you. He manages to stop himself after a few jerky, shallow thrusts, but your walls are already squeezing him, and you can tell he's struggling not to cum on the spot.

And you're struggling not to scream. The stretch is mind-numbing, and the longer he stays still, the more intense it gets. Your nails dig into the couch while you fight to adjust, dangerously close to puncturing the cushions, and you've only taken half of him.

You want all of him. Just the thought makes you gush, and that sets Josh off even worse. He whines at the sensation, holding onto your waist for dear life.

"I need you to move," you finally manage to gasp out. "I need you to move right now."

"Shit, okay. Move...right, I can do that," he says quietly to himself, on the verge of another pep talk. His hands trail up and down your sides soothingly, but it feels like it's for his benefit, not yours.

"Josh," you all but growl, forcing yourself backward to steal another inch. That snaps him out of it.

"Hachi machi," he mumbles dumbly, his fingers digging into your skin hard enough to bruise. You'd tease him for it if you didn't think he'd stop again, but it turns out he's as desperate as you are. "Do that again."

You do as you're told. Using the back of the couch as leverage, you tug yourself forward, then force him even deeper. He curses loudly, slackening his grip on your waist, and you get the message loud and clear.

"Again," he grits out. "Please don't fucking stop."

"Not on your life," you reply, more than happy to give him whatever he wants.

Taking over, you work yourself onto his cock inch by inch, gritting your teeth at the onslaught of pleasure and pain. It feels so good, it's making you dizzy. When his hips finally connect with yours, your eyes roll back and your jaw drops.

You're so fucking full. Part of you just wants to keep him there, so unbelievably turned on by being split open like this. But you also want to be railed into this couch within an inch of your life, and that part wins out.

It doesn't take long for Josh to get sick of not being an active participant. Spreading you open, he guides you roughly by the ass—a punishing repetition where he pulls out to the tip, then rams back in, careful not to plunge too deep and hurt you.

You fall into a rhythm, fucking faster and harder until you're positive he's officially ruined you for all other men. You can actually hear how wet you've gotten, and as the sound fills the room, his thumb begins to trace your entrance.

"Wish you could see this. You're fucking...creaming on me right now," he mutters in disbelief, smearing it across your skin. "How are you so wet?"

"B-because you're huge—the fuck else would it be?" you joke breathily, but it comes out as a stuttered mess.

Of course, you'd still be bantering back and forth while he's balls deep. Leave it to you and Josh to moan snarky comments at each other like it's pillow talk. He tries to retort, but then accidentally hits something spongy inside you that makes your cunt clench, and you cut him off with a sob.

"I knew you'd sound pretty," he admits, grinding into that spot to see if you'll do it again. And you do—you can't help yourself. "Might have to keep Wolf's dick if you're gonna sound like that every time I fuck you with it."

Holy shit. What happened to your sweet golden retriever roommate? This can't be the same guy who invites you over to his parents' house for Friday night dinners and seeks you out for comfort after his game kicks his ass one too many times.

That guy never struck you as the type to fuck you so good, you forget how to speak. Or the type to say shit like that. You manage to find your voice, wondering if there are more sides to Josh you don't know about.

"I sound even prettier when I'm cumming," you goad him. You're already so close, and you both know it. Especially with the new knowledge that whenever you hear him jerking off, he's thinking about you. You think about him, too. "But not as pretty as you."

And he almost proves you right, then and there. But to your disappointment, he freezes up, exhaling shakily behind you. If his heavy panting is any indication, he had no idea you were listening in the next room, let alone that you liked it. You don't give him a chance to catch his breath before you go in for the kill.

"You should cum inside me. I'd love to hear what that sounds like," you tell him, peering over your shoulder to see his face. But his eyes are already squeezed shut, and he looks like he's either about to cry or burst. Maybe both.

"O-Oh...fuck—"

Just as you're about to pick up where he left off, his hips jolt forward again, pushing him deeper than you were prepared for. The shock combined with the low whine still vibrating in his chest sends you reeling.

"Fucking ow. Be careful with that thing, Futturman," you gasp as your legs threaten to give out, but it tapers into a moan. God, even the pain feels so good. His arms encircle your waist to keep you from falling.

"S-sorry, I just...what?" he chokes out, and it's so high-pitched, you almost miss it.

"I'm on the pill, just—"

He slaps a hand over your mouth, and you shoot him a pleading look.

"Shit, don't—I heard you, don't say it again. Unless you want me to cum literally right now," he says frantically.

"Do it," you all but beg.

His face screws up, looking conflicted like he's doing everything in his power not to. But then your entire body is thrown forward, and he's finally fucking you the way you need him to.

The dull, syrupy ache from earlier ebbs into heady pleasure that sends you hurtling towards your peak, making your head spin and your walls flutter around him. You quickly forget about chastising or teasing him, and once he finds that perfect spot again, you forget everything else, too.

Josh isn't doing much better. He's devolving into a whimpering mess again, his movements messy and uncoordinated like he's about to lose it, and you're not far behind. You try to warn him between rough thrusts, but by the time you pull yourself together enough to speak, it's already too late.

"Josh, I'm...fucking cumming—fuck, I'm cumming," you sob, and your legs actually give out this time. You clamp down like a vice, gushing around him as your orgasm slams into you, wave after wave. It's intense and overwhelming, and god, you feel so fucking full.

You're too blissed out to realize how hard you're squeezing him or how hard he's fucking you through it, but it doesn't take long for him to steal back your attention.

"Holy shit, that's tight. Oh my fucking god, you're gonna make me—" He lets out something breathy and desperate, and you were right. He sounds so pretty when he cums.

Instead of catching you as you crumble, he yanks you up, holding you flush against his chest while he empties into you as deep as your cunt will take him. His hand splays across your stomach so he can feel himself moving inside you, and the other cups your cheek, tilting your head towards his. Then, his lips are on yours.

Your first kiss with Josh is awkward and messy, a heated exchange of breath more than anything else, but it's still perfect. Because it's him. He tastes vaguely like apple juice, sweet and a little tart, and it spreads across your tongue as the kiss deepens. He moans into your mouth, trembling as his hips slow and your aftershocks wring out the remainder of his orgasm.

For a while, you stay like that, letting Josh hold you and kiss you insistently, then sweetly once you've both come down from your highs. He doesn't part from you until his cock softens and slips out, and even then, he only pulls back far enough to turn you around and rest his forehead on yours.

"That was...," he trails off, his long eyelashes fluttering as he processes everything you just did together. Your eyes meet his, and you get lost in soft hazel, anxiously waiting for him to continue.

"You're incredible," he finishes, gazing at you almost reverently. You're flooded with relief, unable to stop the huge smile that spreads across your face. And you don't want to.

He kisses you again, and you melt into each other, slowly sinking onto the couch. This time, there's no heat or desperation. You're just enjoying the newness, exploring what already feels so comfortable and familiar.

Without breaking your kiss, he wraps his arms around you and pulls you onto his lap. His release begins to leak out of you, smearing across his thighs, and the sensation brings you back to the present. You can tell he's reluctant to pull away, but when he finally does, he looks nervous—maybe even a little insecure.

"Talk to me," you say softly, cupping his cheek and thumbing across the stubble on his jaw. He sighs, averting his gaze as he leans into your touch.

"I'm just...I don't know," he starts, and you can tell that whatever it is, he does know. He's just scared to say it. You let him work up to it at his own pace, and after a long pause, he continues. "Would any of this have happened if the TTD hadn't swapped my dick with Wolf's?"

Ouch. You had a feeling this conversation was coming. These are the consequences you knew you'd have to face eventually, but you never expected him to believe you were so shallow.

You school your expression before responding, trying to ignore how much it hurts that he could think so little of you.

"Yeah, I think it would've. It might've taken a little longer, but we would've gotten our shit together eventually. The TTD stuff just sort of...sped things up," you tell him honestly. "Maybe this wasn't obvious before, but I clearly like you, new dick or not. Most of the shit we do isn't even remotely platonic, and I'd never do that with another roommate, let alone fuck them. I thought you knew me better than that."

"I did—I do. I'm sorry, of course I know that. Things are just happening really fast, and it feels like everything's changing—you and me, my body, the future," he says, exhaustion creeping into his voice. "I like you so fucking much. I just needed to know you didn't sleep with me after all this time because my dick got bigger."

His words sink in, and your expression softens. He looks more vulnerable than you've ever seen him. You hold his gaze for a moment, then lean in to kiss him, draping your arms over his shoulders to pull him close as your lips move purposefully against his. Separating, you meet his eyes again.

"Josh, I could care less about superficial shit like that. It could literally fall off right now, and it still wouldn't matter as long as you and I are okay," you respond, hoping he believes you this time. "And for the record, I wanted to sit on your dick, too. I just never got the chance."

He huffs out a laugh, relief radiating off of him in waves. "Have I mentioned that I really like you?"

"Oh, I know," you grin, wiggling in his lap to ease the remaining tension. "I think you forget our beds share a wall. I've had to listen to you jerk off almost every day for over a year, and I don't know if you realize this, but you say my name. A lot."

He smiles sheepishly, his cheeks turning pink. "Jesus, okay. Point made."

The two of you quickly slip back into easy banter, and it feels good. You're still the same roommates who annoy the hell out of each other, but everything's out in the open. Now, you can actually act on all of the offhandedly dirty shit you always say to make him blush.

"I never said I didn't like it," you laugh, biting your lip. "Maybe I can help next time."

That catches him off-guard, and he accidentally swallows wrong. "Uh, yeah," he clears his throat, trying and failing again to sound nonchalant. "I'd be down for that."

"Can I put it in my mouth?" you ask innocently, and he winces, tipping his head back onto the couch. His hands slide up your thighs and squeeze, tugging you closer to his crotch.

"I'm gonna get hard again if you keep going," he whines, even though he's already halfway there.

"Not really seeing an issue here."

Threading your fingers through his hair, you guide him back to your lips and kiss him messily, still in disbelief that it took a time travel disaster to finally get you to this point.

You'll have to thank Wolf for his noble sacrifice later.

thanks for reading!

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crusty-chronicles · 5 months

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hiii! i hope im not bothering youu but i really like your airheaded s/o hcs and i was wondering if you could make one with urahara from bleach!

Yessss! I love this dopey science man with my whole heart!

BONUS AIRHEADED S/O HEADCANNONS: Kisuke (Bleach)

Absolutely enamored by you.

Everything you do is just so fascinating to him

One of the few brainiacs who absolutely doesn't mind you can't formulate a thought without hurting yourself

You lost a whole shipment of new candy?

Aww, it's okay. He can always order more, so don't be upset.

You damaged your Gigai?

Clearly it wasn't strong enough. He'll just have to make better ones. Thanks for letting him know.

You broke open the shop door because you lost your keys?

Baby sweetheart, you should've just called him. Maybe wear a key around your neck next time.

It isn't physically possible for Kisuke to be mad at you.

More than anything, he likes cooing at you when you make a mistake.

You're just too precious to him.

Loves testing out inventions on you because you're so resilient.

But he's always careful the chances of it actually hurting you are low. Mostly.

He's known you from way back since he was in the Soul Society

And even back then, he was completely smitten with you.

Requesting you be a part of The Department of Research and Development just so he can keep an eye on you.

He knows you tend to be accident prone.

He used to love explaining how some of his inventions worked while you sat and nodded along.

Having no clue what he was talking about, but were just happy to be there.

Kisuke realized he loved you when you followed him to the world of the living.

Not believing for a second he was testing out hollowfication on other soul reapers.

It made him feel all warm and fuzzy to know you had so much faith in him

And ever since then he's been trying and failing to court you.

About a century and he still can't tell if you're dating or not.

He's not gonna bring it up just in case you aren't.

I mean, he's taken you out on several dates.

That has to count for something right?

This man doesn't hesitate to baby you.

In fact, he overdoes it.

To the point where even you're like, 'No, I think I can handle it from here.'

"Do you want me to carry that box for you? It's got some glass and I would be DEVASTATED if you got a paper cut. Might even close the shop so you can recover 👉👈"

He's dead serious about it too

"I can carry it just fine, but thank you."

And he's pouting in the corner, sulking because you didn't want his help.

It's all for show though, so don't feel too bad.

Mostly to embarrass Jinta and Ururu

Maybe Ichigo if he's around.

Kisuke also has the most embarrassing and outlandish nicknames for you. Also for show.

Calls you: Sugar Bear, baby, pookie, shnookums, apple of my eye, ect.

But, in a serious atmosphere, in complete privacy, he'll call you love or angel.

Jealousy?

He'll make a big deal if you're giving someone else attention

Sighing dramatically or draping his arm over your shoulder. And once again, it's mostly for show.

But does Kisuke ever actually get jealous?

Not one bit.

You followed him from the Soul Society after all.

If that doesn't prove you love him then he doesn't know what does.

Yorichi loves your presence.

She thinks you're a great match for Kisuke because you're both so easy going.

That and you're about as strong as a captain.

Taking out an espada with a single punch.

If anything, she's the one telling him he better not break you're heart.

"You've got a great thing going on with them, don't ruin it."

"I DON'T EVEN KNOW IF WE'RE TOGETHER!"

"Then figure it out or else I'll take them."

MASTERLIST

#kisuke urahara #urahara kisuke x reader #kisuke bleach #kisuke x reader #bleach #bleach x reader #bleach x y/n #x reader #x y/n #airhead s/o #stronk s/o

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baileypie-writes · 4 months

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Hey pookie! Can you write veneer x male reader that loves to dress cutesy like pink skirt and a my Melody bag but his music taste is slipknot skillet etc and veneer is just head over heels for his boyfriend

A/N ~ Sure pookie! I can kinda relate to this. I dress really cute, but one of my favorite bands is Ghost haha. Hope you enjoy it!

~Unexpected Music Taste~

Veneer x Cutesy!Male!Reader

Fandom: Trolls 3: Band Together

Relationship: Romantic

Synopsis: You and Veneer were going out for a date. You put on your favorite music, and it’s not quite what Veneer expected. But not in a bad way.

Warnings: Tooth-rotting fluff

Veneer patiently waited in his car for you to come outside. He checked himself in the rear view mirror, making sure that he looked good. He smiled back at his reflection, seeing that he was perfect. He turned his head as he heard your front door open.

Out you stepped, your pink skirt billowing in the wind. Your sparkly eyeshadow shined in the afternoon sun, and, of course, your My Melody bag hung over your shoulder.

Veneer smiled, loving your sense of style. He doesn’t think he’s ever known a guy who loves cute things so much, but he couldn’t care less. He thinks your clothes suit you perfectly, and he’s always excited to see what you wear every day.

You hop into the car, and set your bag in your lap. “Hey Veneer!” You said, fastening your seatbelt.

“Hey (name)! Looking great!” He complimented you, giving you a thumbs up.

You laughed softly. “Thanks! Ready to go?”

“Yeah.” Veneer straightened the rear view mirror, and started driving.

You flipped through different radio channels. You sighed, unsatisfied with the music choices.

“Damn, do they ever pick different songs? It seems like they always just play the five most popular ones, and that’s it.” You said, leaning back in your seat.

“Yeah, it gets pretty old.” Veneer then spotted the cord connecting to the radio. He picked it up, and handed it to you. “Why don’t you play your own music?”

You took the cord. “Really? Are you sure? It might not be your thing.”

He waved his hand in a dismissive manner. “Oh it’s fine! If you like it, I’m sure I’ll like it too!”

“Oh… okay then.” You plugged the cord into your phone, and looked for your usual playlist.

Veneer waited excitedly. He couldn’t wait to hear your favorite music. Though, he honestly expected some cute pop music, or some love songs. So imagine his surprise when loud rock music blasted through the speakers.

He visibly jumped in surprise. But you clearly didn’t notice, as you were already getting into the music, singing along. Veneer was shocked. This was not at all what he was expecting. But it wasn’t exactly bad.

He glanced to you, seeing how happy you were. A big smile spread across his face, and he turned down the volume to talk to you.

“I never would’ve expected that this is what you listen to!”

You stopped singing, your smile dropping slightly. “Really? Is that… bad? I can change it if you want.”

“Oh no, I think it’s cool! I don’t usually listen to this stuff, but it’s not at all bad! I just think it’s funny that you dress all cute, but listen to rock. Not in a bad way, of course!”

“Oh. Yeah, thinking about it, I kinda get why this would be unexpected.” You laughed.

Veneer smiled again. “So, what’s this band called? And what other bands do you listen to?” He asked.

He intently listened as you rambled about your favorite bands. He loved how passionate you are about your interests, and this was no different. He was excited to learn about something he doesn’t know a lot about, and even more excited that it was coming from you. You’re Veneer’s favorite person, and he loves you more than anything in the world. He doesn’t even need music, because your voice is enough to keep him happy.

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~~baileypie-writes

#trolls 3 band together #trolls 3 #trolls 3 x reader #trolls 3 veneer #trolls veneer #veneer #veneer x reader #veneer x male reader

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mouschiwrites · 6 months

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HI POOKS!! So like this idea popped into my head so if it's alright with you could you do hc's for Ninjago where the ninja have a s/o who gets brain washed during a mission and is forced to fight their partner. (one of the ninja) To make it interesting, when the reader is brainwashed they say really hurtful things but the ninja have to keep it together because they know the reader doesn't mean it. At the end, when the reader is back to normal the ninja of that scenario tells the reader about everything(and what they said) and the reader feels guilty which leaves the ninja of that scenario telling them that it's fine and they're just happy the reader is safe. Hopefully that made sense thank you so much pookie!!❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹

Me when you 💖

Anyway teehee here you go!!

Ninjago - Ninjas When You Get Brainwashed

Kai

When you attacked him, he thought you were just being playful

Bad timing, considering you were on a mission, but not exactly alarming

You guys love to play fight and banter, so it took him a minute to realize that something was wrong

It was the look in your eyes that gave you away; there was no humor, no affection, nothing but rage behind those e/c irises

"You hit like a toddler! And you look like one, too, with that stupid spiky hair!"

Kai felt his heart twist at each insult

Knowing that you weren’t joking around made the words lose their hilarity

It also made him hesitant to fight you back; he didn't want to exacerbate whatever was going on here

So he just tried his best to dodge, blocking the blows he wasn't quick enough to evade

He asked you what was wrong, but only received more degrading remarks in response

Your incessant attacks with no acknowledgment for anything he said or did clued him in on the true nature of your behavior

Realizing you were brainwashed, he refocused his energy to thinking of a way to snap you out of it

Only one idea came to his mind; it was stupid, it was risky considering you were trying to kill him, but it was all he had

He stopped dodging you, letting you lunge at his throat

As you dove in, he grabbed your collar and pulled you in for a kiss

At first he felt you resisting, but he held on, and gradually you melted into his touch

When you pulled away, the hatred in your eyes had disappeared

You put your hand over your mouth, disgusted at your actions

“Kai, I’m so sorry! I think I got brainwashed—I didn’t mean any of that.”

“Don’t worry about it, my flower. Nothing I haven’t seen from you before, right? I’m just happy you’re in your right mind again.”

You smirked at his remark, leaning in to peck his cheek

He took your hand, rubbing his thumb over your knuckles

“Come on, we’ve got a mission to finish.”

Jay

Jay shrieked when you pounced on him

He knew right away that something was wrong

You’d never do this; not to him

And the words you used… completely out of character

You and Jay were always sweet to each other, even when you were teasing

So your sudden barrage of insults and blows was much more than strange

Being a science fiction nerd, he guessed that you’d been brainwashed first try

He wasn’t serious when he thought of it at first, but he quickly realized that this was the only logical explanation

He couldn’t think of anything else that would cause you to act like this so suddenly

Mostly because he was preoccupied running from you and trying not to cry as you degraded him

He refused to lay a hand on you; no matter how brutish you were with him, he was determined not to hit back

So he just ran

Eventually you backed him into a corner

Your taunts were just getting annoying at this point—now that Jay had processed that it wasn’t really you, they just seemed redundant

You walked closer, slowly, talking all the while

"Tch, look at you... I can't believe I ever agreed to date you! Look at how pathetic you are!"

Jay’s hands balled into fists as he only got angrier

When you got within range, his body moved on its own

He clocked you on the side of the head, hard

You stumbled to the ground, and Jay gasped as he realized what he had done

“Y/n! Y/n, are you okay? Oh my stars, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to—”

“…Jay? Oof, what ha… oh. Oh no. Jay, honey, I’m the one who should be apologizing! I didn’t mean any of that! Oh, sweetheart, are you okay?”

You brought yourself up to a sitting position, cupping Jay’s face in your hands and examining it with concern

You knew that he could be sensitive, and considering what you just did… you were on the verge of panicking

He just closed his eyes, leaning into your touch with a soft smile

“I didn’t listen. I knew it wasn’t you. You’d never do that to me. I’m so glad you’re back, Y/n.”

Cole

Your relationship with Cole is fairly stable; you rarely have disputes because you're both pretty easygoing, which means you're willing to accommodate/compromise before any conflict arises

The minute you attacked him, screaming hurtful words, he knew that something was up

He tried asking what was wrong, but only got a kick to the shin in response

Luckily he’s a pretty sturdy guy, so he stood his ground, blocking your attacks while trying to speak to you

“Y/n! Just—ow—tell me what’s wrong!”

He was really trying to be patient with you, but it was a little difficult with each new soon-to-be bruise planted on his body

His waning patience combined with the knowledge that you were on a mission eventually motivated him to restrain you

He wrapped his arms around you tightly, pinning your arms to your sides and lifting you off the ground

“Let me go, you… piggish brute! You unlovable barbarian! Release me!!”

“Not until you tell me what’s wrong!”

He squeezed tighter with every insult, eventually forcing the breath out of your lungs

You went quiet for a few moments, and that’s when he finally decided to put you down

You stumbled, having almost just fainted, but he caught you in his arms

With your body in his lap, Cole brushed a strand of hair away from your face

“Can you please tell me what’s going on now, my love?”

“Cole… I think I was brainwashed. I’m sorry, I… I can’t believe myself—”

“Not another word. That makes sense, actually. I’m just relieved that you weren’t mad at me or something. And I’m glad that you’re safe now, of course.”

He kissed your forehead, lifting you bridal style, making you giggle

He planted you on your feet and interlaced your fingers before nodding forward, urging you to follow him to complete your mission

Zane

You hadn't even said or done anything and Zane was able to detect that subtle difference

He didn't know what it was at first, so he prepared himself for anything as you ran at him

Judging your behavior, he quickly determined that you must've been brainwashed

The only trouble now was figuring out how to bring you back to reality

There were a hundred ways he could think of to un-brainwash someone... but which one would work?

"I don't know why I ever thought I could love you. You're a robot! You try to act human, but you'll never be like me. You'll never be enough for me."

This particular insult shook him out of his thoughts

The pain in his heart stunned him just long enough for you to pounce, pinning him to the ground

But as he fell, he reminded himself that this wasn't really you; the words that fell from your lips weren't your own

Now that pain bubbled into rage; you were being controlled, and you didn't deserve that

"Get. Out. Of. Their. Head!"

With a sudden burst of strength, Zane launched you off of him, switching your positions

Now, having you pinned, Zane glared into those hateful eyes

You entered a staring—no, glaring—contest

Gradually, as Zane squinted harder, gritted his teeth tighter, he saw your eyes soften

Eventually they fluttered shut for a moment, and when they opened again he knew you were back

His face immediately lit up, and he beamed at you

You smiled back as it all returned to your memory

"Thank you, Zane. I hope you know I didn't mean anything I said."

"Yes, yes. I'm only glad you're safe."

"Good. ...Uh, can you get off me now?"

Both blushing furiously, you scrambled to your feet

Zane awkwardly (but much to your relief) changed the subject by prompting you to return to your mission

Lloyd

You and Lloyd always talked things out when you had problems

You never took to petty insults during these talks, either

So when you came barreling at him, cursing him like an evil sorcerer, he knew something was up

At first he tried asking you what was wrong, but seeing that his words didn't register, focused instead on dodging your attacks

As he jumped around, avoiding your mechanically fast-paced blows, he noticed a strange look in your eye

It was as if a mask of hatred had been plastered on your face, and the real you was trapped behind it

Keep in mind this was a very slow realization; Lloyd had to divide his attention between dodging your hits, blocking out your words, and trying to figure out what was going on

In the time it took him to figure this out, you had worn yourself out quite a bit

Your breathing was heavy and ragged, and your form was becoming sluggish

Lloyd was losing energy too, but not quite as quickly

He decided to keep dodging until you wore yourself out

When your punches became slow and weak enough to bear, Lloyd stopped his agile movements and planted himself square in front of you

At this point, you were so tired that your punch to his chest was a mere touch, a brush of the knuckles against his green gi

"You... worthless... wannabe..."

He cupped your face, staring deep into your eyes, trying to get a glimpse of the real you inside

"Y/n."

The sound of your name stirred something in those dull, disdainful eyes

He said it again, softer now, and the mask broke

"Lloyd."

"Y/n. You're safe now. It's okay."

You slumped against him, murmuring apologies into his shoulder as he smoothed your hair

As much as he wanted to let you recover, he needed your help to finish the mission

He held out his elbow, earning a smirk from you as you placed your hand in the crook of it, allowing him to escort you forward

Nya

She was NOT having it

The very first insult you spat sent her into a rage almost rivaling yours

"Still can't believe they let a girl like you on the team. I mean, talk about a weak link!"

"Excuse me?!"

Her rage blinded her, and she fully engaged you in combat

You were both fighting with everything you had, making quite the commotion

Insults and fists flying, you'd never guess that you guys were actually dating

The thought occurred to Nya only after she had bested you, pinning you to the ground with her knee on the back of your neck

Still angry, she demanded to know why you did it

The fighting had disoriented you, shaking the effects of the brainwashing for just a second

"Nya, I... Gah! Get off me, brat!"

It was brief, but she saw you fighting to get out

Realizing at once what was going on, guilt flooded Nya's conscience

But she didn't let you go just yet

"Come on, Y/n! Fight it!"

"Stupid! Stupid stupid stupid—stupid brainwashing..!"

"Y/n? Is that you?"

"Yes. Yes, it's me. Oh, Nya, I'm so sorry..."

"I think we should both be a little sorry. I shouldn't have jumped you like that without thinking. But I'm glad you're back; you're a fighter."

You smiled at her when she offered her hand to help you up

Still holding her hand, you pulled her into a quick kiss

"We both are. Which reminds me... Shall we get back to the mission?"

Thanks for reading! And thanks to the sweet anon for this request! Take care loves <33

(divider by saradika)

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rabbits-rib · 17 days

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Rubbing my hands together like a evil fly

What's up pookie how are you, I have another request of it's okay :3

Some sfw and NSFW headcanons for Tim and Evan?

(the volleyball ones were so good I was giggling and kicking my legs ngl)

-🐟

HIII FISHY !! i'm soso happy you liked them :33 lmk if any of this should change !!

[NSFT] 🚬☠️ Tim Wright / Evan Myers x gn!reader sft and nsft headcanons :)

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Tim :

[SFT]

sappy guy honestly

he's got a lot of walls for you to get through, but as soon as you do he's the SWEETEST

he's a family man i can tell you that

whether that's y'all and some kids or y'all and some pets is up to you

he's the kinda guy to slow dance in the kitchen with you, quietly humming and tracing small circles into your back

he feels so guilty for it, but he does have a lot of reoccurring nightmares given what he's been through

he made need space, he may need comfort, but he just doesn't want you to be scared

that's honestly a major fear of his, making you scared of him in any way

it's a lot of his job and day to day, but he doesn't wanna do that to you. he knows you, he's let you into his life, he wants to keep you there

he honestly and truly does his best to keep you happy

he knows he can't get you everything he wishes he could, but he'll be damned if he doesn't try to make it up to you in other ways

[NSFT]

SPEAKING OF OTHER WAYYSSS

lord have mercy does this man love to praise you

every little thing you do, every little noise you make, he thinks it's the sweetest thing

not to say he won't be absolutely demolishing you, but he's definitely gonna be whispering deep, gravely praises into your ear while he does it

you have an almost constant hum of a low, "yeahh, that feel good, pretty? doin' so good for me, just a little more, i know you've got it in ya"

LOOOVES FUCKING YOU FROM THE BACK 🗣️

the control he has to use you however he wants reaaally gets him going

and he likes that you get to be as loud as you want, since most of the time he lasts long enough for your arms give out holding your body up that you're just a moaning mess against the pillows

he has

a secret

that he is EMBARRASSEDDDDDD about

it makes his head spin when you mark up his neck

he's so sensitive, poor thing has to grab onto your hips with a vice grip to keep himself grounded

if you catch him in the right moment while you're riding him and go for his neck, it's one of the few times you can hear him whimper

Evan :

[SFT]

HE IS SUCH A GOOF

complete dork and we love him for it

he's so obviously head over heels for you and it's the sweetest

if you like to talk about drama from work, school, etc he is PERFECT for over the top reactions

i feel like you guys have a lot of those moments where if there's a beat of silence in a conversation or just in general as soon as you guys make eye contact you burst out laughing at literally nothing

likes to play his music LOUDD

especially in the shower or while he's cleaning he is jamming way tf out and he absolutely wants you to join him

i think physical touch, words of affirmation and quality time are big things for him, so even if you're just there sitting on the couch while he's blasting music and smiling at him, he's over the moon

he's so silly and such a sap he'd do anything for you ☹️

[NSFT]

i can't imagine a world where Evan isn't loud

loves having you on top, you having any kind of control over him makes him melt

he is such a mess when he gets head

he's grabbing at anything he can, throwing his head back to let out whimpers and moans of your name

"o-ohh my god- babe please, please please it's s'much-"

HE CAN BE A SWEETHEART SOFT DOM THO

pressing your legs against your chest, panting and whimpering while trying his best to stay focused and keep an actual rhythm but you just feel so good around him his hips stutter and jolt against the back of your thighs

he always loves getting to see your face during anything

he wants to know he's doing good, and if he gets to watch your eyes roll back and hear you gasp out his name it's all he needs

he likes to talk you through it 😛

you could be on top riding him and as soon as he knows you're close he'd have a hand gripping your thigh or holding your hand, his voice low and adoring at he tells you "come on, baby, i got you, cum for me. i'm right here, i knoww, it feels so good, huh?"

#🐟#evan myers x reader #evan myers smut #tim wright x reader #tim wright smut #everymanhybrid x reader #marble hornets x reader #rabbit writings

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the-dumpster-fire-of-life · 10 months

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Being toms bf while being bills bestie real!! LMFAO LY POOKIE 😭

(Hell yeah! Of course I can! Enjoy!)

Taglist

Tom's Bf and Bills Bsf

You either grew up with them, were a fan or either met them when you, Gustav and Georg all offered to help the band

Either way, you guys had known each other for a long time

Tom didn't really know he likes you until it hit him right in the face

I think he pushed it down more though because he knew how close you were with Bill

He didn't want to get in the way of your friendship if he did try and get with you

But obviously neither of you could help yourselves

Somehow you both ended up having this situation where you would meet up, do your thing and pretend to be just friends who were bored

But obviously, with feelings

Tom didn't care who saw, but felt guilty for his brother

Tom kissed you, hugged you, flirted and didn't care about gender because he just likes you

It was the first time he actually likes someone, so why would he care about what others think?

Only one he cared about was what Bill thought

You felt like it was a betrayal to your best friend to have feelings for his brother, twin nonetheless

Same thing with Tom

But jokes on you, Bill already goddamn knew

He could tell from how you two acted together, and how you looked at one another

He could tell for a while but had that fear that Tom and your relationship would somehow take away from your friendship

So Bill didn't say anything, encourage it at all until he could obviously knew you guys were sneaking off

He felt a bit sad you needed to sneak around him, he felt in the way of your happiness

So one day he just blurted it out

"So, Gustav and I were thinking-"

"I know you like Tom! And I know he likes you and I know you both sneak around me!"

He couldn't keep it in anymore, due to guilt and sadness but it wasn't the best way to due it as you froze and almost died of shock

You both were stumbling, apologizing!

Bill finally got his words out that he was okay with it, shocking you

Bill just wanted you to be happy, and Tom to be happy, especially if that meant being together

He was worried though what some people would think of you two, both being guys

But he swore to always defend you guys, and that he didn't care that you two were together

He was happy you both were happy and that he no longer stood in the way

"If you hurt them-"

"I'm your brother?!"

"I like them better, Tom."

"Ha! Fuck you, Tom!"

"I'm your boyfriend?!"

You and Bill are constantly attacking Tom

Sometimes Bill even infiltrates on your dates, not that you guys mind, just because he wants to

He needs Tom to know he's always gonna be your down bitch

The one to make gagging sounds when you kiss Tom just because

Yet Bill is the best friend to hug you, kiss your cheek or lay on top of you with that platonic affection and stick his tongue out at his brother

He reminds you he came before Tom so he comes first as a joke

But at first he was holding your shoulders, close as shit to your face like

"Are you sure? I'm mean…it's Tom. Are you sure?"

"Yeah, Bill."

"Are you really sure?"

"Oh my- yes! I am Bill!"

"...just making sure."

He actually does warn you though because he knew how Tom was with the flirting and hooking up and you're his best friend so he doesn't want you to be hurt by that

But once he saw how happy you and Tom were, he was okay with it

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@billsjum6ie @bigbootahjudy @dead-tapes @ilovebill-and-gustav @r3dheadedw0rld @kiwitsune @V4mpyboyy @novaaisstupid @billybabeskaulitz @yas-v

#tokio hotel #tokio hotel imagine #tokio hotel x reader #bill kaulitz #bill kaulitz imagines #tom kaulitz imagines #tom kaulitz #tom kualitz x reader #tom kualitzs #tom kaulitz x reader #x male reader #male reader #bill kaulitz x male reader #tom kaulitz x male reader

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14buddy22 · 8 months

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heyy i heard you wanted hotch request! sooo you know when in season 11 when mr scratch is finally taken down but he’s kidnapped emily and our pookie bear hotch is in witness protection? could you write some really fluffy shit where reader or something was also taken by mr scratch and they reunite when reader is in hospital. i’m taking tooth rotting fluff but a teeny weeny bit of angst because hotch feels like he failed to protect reader? okie ty <3

Thank you for the request, my love. I love fluff and angst 🫶🥰🥰

Angst is on a higher level here, but the end is fluffy😳😳

You weren't a federal agent.

You never wanted to be. You knew what it was like to be in love with one. Early mornings, late nights, some days and nights without knowing where they are.

That's how you found yourself now, except you always knew that Aaron was going to do his best to make it back to you and Jack. But this constant fear of not knowing, you hated it. It's like Aaron and Jack were a team of unsubs, you trying to track them down with very little, knowing that they were in witness protection and you couldn't get to them.

Hours turned into days, days turned into weeks, now you were going weeks into months. It'd been nearly 2 and a half months since you last saw your boys. The smell of both of them beginning to fade.

Why didn't you go into witness protection? Well, Mr. Scratch was after Aaron ad Jack, he stalked Jack at his soccer game. Pictures addressed to Aaron arriving at the BAU a day later.

When that happened, he knew what he had to do. He lost Haley, he wasn't going to lose his son either. To protect you, he had to leave. He didn’t want to lose someone he loved yet again.

You wanted your boys. You were mad Aaron didn't let you go into witness protection with him but her refused to let you leave your career, your family, your friends. You didn't sign up for that.

He couldn't take you away from your family when you were close with them. He didn't know how long he was going to be in witness protection for, you could have been away from your family for almost 3 months at this point, but it could be years or the rest of your life. Aaron didn't want to do that to you.

Saying goodbye to Jack was hard, what was even harder was him not wanting to let go of you, practically begging Aaron to stay. It broke your heart. You remember sobbing two and a half months ago. Once Aaron pried Jack out of your arms, you kissed Aaron. Aaron kissed back with so much guilt, sorrow, whatever emotion that everyone was feeling. But, that kiss was your reminder that he was doing this to keep the ones he loves safe. He was doing it because he loved Jack. He did it because he loved you. At least, that's what you were telling yourself.

When you were out and about shopping, you saw a dad and a little boy shopping, you swore it was Aaron and Jack but when you ended up almost face to face to them as you were passing by, it wasn't them. But to see the boys happy, it made you think that somewhere, Jack and Aaron are happy together.

When you were bringing groceries in your house, you were in the midst of cleaning out your trunk when you felt a sharp pain on the back of your head. Before you can scream anything, you blacked out.

When you finally came to your senses, you looked around. You were in a house, tied up. Where the hell were you? All you knew was one thing...

You were in pain. So. Much. Pain. The crimson red shining brightly through one of your favorite shirts. It won't be your favorite anymore.

Then you were face to face with a man. Mr. Scratch. Aaron showed you his face so you could be aware of what he looked like and report it to the team if Scratch came after you. But, you didn't see him, until now.

"You're Mr. Scratch."

"I Am. And I'm your worst nightmare. Jack, that little boy, he's your son, right?"

"You better not touch him or Aaron."

He looked at the engagement ring on your finger and he said, "Oh sweetie. You're the future Mrs. Hotchner? Umm. I don't think so. Let me tell you, Aaron and Jack are dead. Currently sitting in a pool of blood for Agent Hotchner's team to find. It'll be amusing to see them squirm and what I've done for them."

"You didn't kill him!"

Scratch just stood up, laughing as he walked out.

You didn't know what to do. You felt helpless. You were bleeding out, you didn't know where you were, and you were just face to face with a psychopath. This was the guy who tortured, Aaron? This was the guy who stalked, Jackers? This is the psychopath who killed your fiancé and stepson?

Groaning in pain, you couldn't help but begin to fall in and out of consciousness. You didn't want to give up. You had to fight because if there was some home that they saved Aaron and Jack, you needed to see them. You couldn't die. Aaron would never forgive himself.

It wasn't until you finally woke back up after falling out of consciousness and someone was untying your hands.

"Y/n, Y/n! We're here. Are you in pain! We need a medic!"

Were you dreaming? Was Rossi here?

"Dave?"

Dave came in full view of you, placing his hands on your cheeks, trying to get you to take deep breaths and calm down.

"Scratch told me he killed Aaron and Jack. Please don't tell me they're dead. Dave, please."

"They're alive sweetheart. They're alive. Scratch is dead. He's gone."

"Don't leave me, please."

A few hours after being taken to the hospital for tests and being seen by the psychologists, Dave walked into the room.

"I just. I just want Aaron. Please tell me he's coming home, Dave. Please. I want Aaron. I want Jack. I just want them both back."

Dave looked at you and moved out of the way a bit.

"Y/n!" You knew that voice, so yes, you may have shot your head to the other side, wayyyyyy too quick, but when you were met with your sweet little boy, it didn't matter how much pain you were in.

"Jack!"

Aaron walked in with flowers, immediately finding your side. Your eyes met his as you were hugging Jack. His eyes were red and puffy, filled with tears.

As he sat on the chair next to the bedside, he hugged you, giving you a kiss that was apologetic, love, passion, happiness.

As you pulled back for air, he kept his forehead against yours. Murmurs of I'm sorry, I love you, I'm so happy you're safe are exchanged between the both of you.

When you did finally leave the hospital, it was nice to have both of your boys with you. You and Aaron would wed about 1 month later, you would adopt Jack shortly after.

Your boys were your home, you may have moved out of the apartment you three were calling home, but the new house, Aaron retiring from the FBI being a stay at home dad for your family in the years to come. It can't amount to the two and a Half months you had to go alone. And the reunion that had to follow after Scratch did what he did to you. As long as you had Aaron in your life, you could work through anything.

#aaron hotchner x reader #aaron hotchner x fem reader #aaron hotchner fanfiction #aaron hotchner #aaron hotchner angst #aaron hotchner x you #aaron hotchner fluff #aaron hotchner fanfic #aaron hotchner x female reader #aaron hotchner ask

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meraxesmoon · 10 months

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Thinking about Aegon and Helaena simping over one of her maids!

They're not happy to be husband and wife. That's pretty obvious. Aegon loves Helaena as his sister, not as his wife. Helaena, on the other hand, is too focused on other things to even consider him her husband.

It's a pretty bland marriage.

The only solace Helaena has is her loving maid (Name). She tends to Helaena's every need and even offers her new bugs for her collection when they can be found during her time away from the princess. Jaehaerys and Jaehaera absolutely love (Name) and think of her as a second mother, and that just makes Helaena so happy!

Her platonic and friendly love for her maid turns into something more... romantic. Helaena is not satisfied with her marriage to Aegon, and she soon finds herself desiring her loyal maid. It's a dangerous thought, of course, and she never really acts on it in the beginning. Her mother would never let anything happen to her, but being outed could mean her death, and she has three children to take care of.

Where Aegon comes in is pretty interesting, I think. Alicent would ask him to get Helaena for a family portrait that she had requested, and he reluctantly goes to fetch his sister-wife from her bedroom (I don't imagine that they share a room, much like Alicent and Viserys). This is where he comes across Helaena being dressed by her servant, (Name).

This is where he sees his sister-wife with pink cheeks, a sweaty forehead, and a faraway look in her eyes. Aegon is a whore, and he's seen this look on many women, just never on Helaena's delicate features. It's a debauched expression, he thinks, one unbefitting of his sister.

After this encounter, Aegon keeps a closer eye on his sister and (Name), and he comes to the conclusion that they are not sleeping together. Helaena fancies her maid quite a bit, to put it lightly. Aegon likes her, too. (Name) is sweet and doting, not only to the children but to the royals as well. She listens to Alicent's worries, tends to Otto's sore muscles, reads to Aemond when his eye is giving him a particularly bad day, brews Ser Criston tea, and soothes Aegon after one of his bad hangovers.

Overall, she's an absolute angel.

Aegon sees this as a way to have something to have in common with his wife.

They could share (Name), and he brings this up to Helaena the next time they're alone. Helaena is bluntly on board because she's been desiring (Name) for literal years before this encounter.

Helaena has this sweet, domestic fantasy in mind when Aegon brings (Name) to her chambers. The sweet princess isn't the most sexually experienced Targaryen, after all. The only two times she'd been intimate were due to duty. Aegon, on the other hand, has something different in mind.

Aegon and Helaena who babytrap their sweet little maid. It takes some prodding on Aegon's part, but Helaena agrees eventually. She loves her sweet children, and seeing (Name) full with child would be a sight for sore eyes!

Eventually, Aegon and Helaena start sharing a bed chamber, much to their mothers confusion...

tbh... i want them both 😩

also, ik a lot of people think that aegon didn't care for helaena at all, but i disagree. i definitely think he loved her as a sister. in the book, the whole reason he usurped rhaenyra is bc he believed she would bring harm to his siblings. show aegon is a huge asshole, but i still think he loves helaena in a platonic sense.

anyhoot, helaena is my pookie bear 🐻

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icarustypicalfall · 7 months

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swan lake

kyle gaz garrick x reader

"take me home, to where i belong"

summary: swans, tulips, and gaz.

warnings: none, fluff, cute, comfort

note: i know most of those are not realistic (i read about it for accuracy) but let's pretend it can actually happen for the plot.

this one for my pookie @puff0o0 hope you like it 🫶🏻

"4, old bricks"

This type of message wasn't unfamiliar to you. In fact, it made you happy, knowing you would be meeting your beloved man in your favorite place. The dryness of the message didn't make you any less excited. You knew how busy he was, being a part of a very important task force, yet he never neglected you. He always spared time for his little darling and checked on you when he was away.

The "old bricks" wasn't, as the name might suggest, some old cranky wall located in the desert. It was a magnificent park rarely visited by people nowadays, as the youth preferred bars and discos. It was the ideal meeting place for you and your beloved—a safe, calm, and beautiful place. Originally named Forrest Green (you two shared countless laughs about the dull name), Gaz preferred referring to it as Old Bricks for security reasons and because of that time when an elderly person sitting on a brick made a comment about you two. Gaz cussed him, saying, "zip it, old brick." The awkward silence was enough for the man to walk away, while you two burst into laughter and had a five-minute moment of knee-slapping.

It was pretty cold outside, and the October weather was one of the many reasons why you loved coming to this park. Walking through the alleys, feeling the small rocks under your boots while the soft wind cut through your hair and face. The shy sun, almost setting, reflected its warm light, promising a comeback once the rainy season was over. Despite being a grown-up, you were still a child at heart, finding satisfaction in stepping on the dried orange leaves as you headed to your favorite spot close to the lake, further into the park.

From a distance, you noticed a tall figure. He turned as you got closer to him, and Gaz smiled. He was wearing civilian clothes and held a bouquet of flowers in his arms. He wrapped an arm around your waist, grinning as he lovingly kissed your forehead.

"I'm glad you came, love. I missed you a lot," his voice carried sincerity, making you smile and coo at his blushing face. He handed you the bouquet of white tulips, freshly cut and neatly collected. The delicate plants were hypnotizing, almost pure and untouchable. Gaz cleared his throat, smiling as he rubbed the back of his head.

"I might be a soldier, but I know how beautiful these are and their meaning. Seeing them reminded me of you—how delicate you are. You remind me of humanity and kindness, dear. If anything, this would be the millionth way to tell you how much I love you."

His words made you tear up, holding the bouquet to your chest, as if promising to protect it just like he protects you every day.

"You're perfect, darling. You make me feel at home. Words can't even describe how glad I am to have met you."

His eyes flickered, a soft blush creeping onto his cheeks as he hugged you tightly. Gaz ran his hand through your hair, taking in the familiar fragrance you both chose together. He had a mini bottle of your perfume, keeping it in his gear to smell when he missed you, as if the sweet sugary scent made him feel at home, where he belonged—by your side.

You sat on the bench, holding hands. The wind blew, making you shiver slightly. Your thin jacket wasn't enough to keep you warm. Gaz wrapped his arms around you, his warm flesh providing some comfort.

You nuzzled closer to him, taking pleasure in watching two swans swim in the lake. The magnificent creatures moved swiftly through the water.

Perhaps, in some other world, in another parallel, you and Gaz were those two swans, journeying to every corner of the world in search of where you belonged. But in the end, you knew, without a doubt, that you belonged together. It didn't matter how heated your arguments got; you always came back to each other, falling into each other's arms and whispering apologies mixed with sweet affection.

Later that night, you lay back on the bed with your beloved, sipping the tea he had made earlier. Sinking in the warm sheets and the dim light of the room, Gaz sighed.

"Do you think they ever get sick of each other?" Gaz whispered, referring to the swan couple.

"Well, they might. I'm not sure. Will you ever get sick of me?" you asked playfully.

His head snapped up at your question, as if offended. He held your chin, looking straight into your eyes as he promised, kissing you softly.

"Never."

(let's ignore that joke at the beginning i was feeling silly lmao 💀😍 hope this made sense cuz i know i sometimes write non sense)

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heavyhitterheaux · 1 year

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Nothing Like Sister Love

First Lady of Private Garden Instagram AU

Liked by jackharlow, danivalentine, claybornharlow, urbanwyatt, djdrama, neelamthadhani, and 1,009,530 others

y/ninsta: my big sister is better than yours 🥺

danivalentine: love you my baby girl. always and forever. 💖 y/ninsta: thank you for simply being you. don't know where I would be without having you in my life jackharlow: see? this is how siblings are supposed to support each other but I got stuck with claybornharlow 🙄😒 claybornharlow: jackharlow I mean you're a good big brother.... sometimes..... jackharlow: WHAT YOU MEAN SOMETIMES? ALL THE TIME IS MORE LIKE IT

druski2funny: is she single? because you not returning my calls

jackharlow: druski2funny returning your calls for what?!

druski2funny: jackharlow your ass stays lurking somewhere

jackharlow: druski2funny you damn right when it comes to my wife and dani is not single so move along

lilnasx: danivalentine can't wait for the beauty line to drop!

danivalentine: lilnasx you can thank Lil Bit for that one, she pushed me to do it! y/ninsta: danivalentine you and Julissa are always slaying my make up so it was only right! you know when I win, everyone does too and you've been wanting to do this forever

claybornharlow: two beauties in one photo 😍😍😍😍

jackharlow: claybornharlow and you better not be looking at the one who has the same last name as we do

y/ninsta: claybornharlow LITTLE BABY

jackharlow: I NEVER get this reaction out of you when I see you

y/ninsta: jackharlow please shut up because yes you do. you know I love you pookie 😘

jackharlow: y/ninsta I feel like something is coming after that

y/ninsta: jackharlow but I love my little baby too!

jackharlow: y/ninsta and there it fucking is smh

saweetie: still can't believe yall are 15 years apart

danivalentine: saweetie she was definitely a surprise lol only child life was no more

yungskylark: been tryna get at ms. dani for some time now 👀

y/ninsta: ace, she's taken. keep looking.

yungskylark: y/ninsta taken by who?!?! AND I TOLD YOU TO PUT IN A WORD FOR ME YEARS AGO

djdrama: yungskylark by me

normani: WELL GOT DAMN

sza: HOW'S THAT FOR A CURVE BALL 😭😭😭😭😭

theestallion: someone better start talking because WHAT

danivalentine: 2 years officially in april 🥰 y/ninsta: and yall can thank me for the love connection between danivalentine and djdrama 😊 jackharlow: y/ninsta that was definitely me, but whatever y/ninsta: jackharlow it was both of us let's call a truce jackharlow: y/ninsta if you say so smh

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danivalentine: my day one. still remember the first time I got to hold you. you were so tiny and I was going to make it my mission to be the best big sister to you that I possibly could. every single day I am amazed at the woman that you have grown into and I am so incredibly proud of you. never think for a second that I'm not. I love how you are able to come to me with your hopes, fears, and your dreams because no matter what happens, we'll get through it together because I'm never leaving your side. Just know that I will do anything to see you happy no matter how big or small it is. And I do mean ANYTHING. I thank God every day for jackharlow and how he takes care of my baby girl. I called it from the minute we moved to Louisville. you two are truly made for each other. 💖

jackharlow: you know I got her forever, you never have to worry about that. that's my baby. 😭

danivalentine: jackharlow I know you do. always in your corner.

y/ninsta: bitch, you know for a damn fact that I'm sensitive and I always cry

danivalentine: y/ninsta you got that from your mother lol

y/ninsta: I FUCKING LOVE YOU and I thank you for always being there for me. you are my voice of reason and you help me to focus on what's important and what matters the most. proud to call myself your little sister. djdrama if you hurt my sister, I'll kill you 😊 (for legal reasons this is not a threat IT'S A PROMISE)

jackharlow: djdrama take it with a grain of salt, she low key soft as hell and a big baby

djdrama: jackharlow I know she talks a big game lol y/ninsta you know you have nothing to worry about y/ninsta: djdrama I know where you live and I have sharp objects in my house just in case you decide to step a toe outta line

y/ninsta: jackharlow BOO BEAR YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO BACK ME UP!

jackharlow: y/ninsta I am backing you up, baby!

y/ninsta: jackharlow that's okay. PG YALL NOT GETTING FED TONIGHT BECAUSE OF JACK. GET TAKE OUT.

2forwoyne: jackharlow NOW WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU MESSING SHIT UP FOR US

urbanwyatt: JACK, APOLOGIZE. WE HUNGRY.

nemoachida: NAH IT'S TACO NIGHT, JACK YOU BETTER GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER

quiiso: JACK, FIX IT!

yungskylark: I'm about to kick your ass, Jack. you fucking know better.

shloob_: y/ninsta I'LL HELP YOU COOK. COME ON, I'M HUNGRY

jackharlow: not yall coming for me smh

urbanwyatt: jackharlow I live here too so fucking fix it. you not about to have my ass starving smh

jackharlow: y/ninsta cutie pie

y/ninsta: jackharlow no.

jackharlow: y/ninsta come on baby girl.

y/ninsta: jackharlow your things will be outside when you get back

jackharlow: y/ninsta BABY!

y/ninsta: druski2funny take your life partner back. our relationship is done

druski2funny: y/ninsta say less. jackharlow what time you want me to pick you up?

jackharlow: y/ninsta I'll eat it from the back for 2 hours straight druski2funny she'll fold when she sees that

y/ninsta: jackharlow JUST KIDDING! you can come back. PG be at the house no later than 8:30. because once it's gone, it's gone and I'm not making anymore

urbanwyatt: y/ninsta can I request churros and ice cream?!

y/ninsta: urbanwyatt yes urby, just go to the store and get what I need. take 2forwoyne with you because he is not allowed to be in the house when I cook

2forwoyne: y/ninsta now what did I do?!?!

y/ninsta: 2forwoyne you are always doing something so stop playing smh

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y/ninsta: damn our parents made some pretty girls 😍😍

danivalentine: most definitely did 🥰

jackharlow: I love that the two of you have your hair the same. you never see one sister without the other. like danivalentine is a really good big sister to not only y/ninsta, but me too

danivalentine: jackharlow now you know your wife is sensitive and so am I from time to time, don't make me cry. just like I'll do anything for her, I'll do anything for you too.

jackharlow: let me tell yall how good of a sister she is. when me and y/n decided to move to atlanta, dani came to me and basically said I know that I'm not going to change her mind, but you have to promise me to look after her. so, any time after we moved and baby girl would get sad about missing dani (her separation anxiety is terrible) I would call her and tell her and that night she would be on our doorstep y/ninsta: not husband calling me out for my separation anxiety 😭 urbanwyatt: y/ninsta like he's one to talk. idk whose worse you or him. you tend to cry when you miss him and jack just gets mean as hell and irritated jackharlow: urbanwyatt AHT AHT! 2forwoyne: no lies were told tho neelamthadhani: still remember when I had to call her when we were in Germany to come get her husband because he was on EVERYBODY'S NERVES jackharlow: 🙄🙄🙄🙄

dualipa: there is no love like sister love. you two are so gorgeous.

y/ninsta: dualipa thank you boooo

urbanwyatt: y/ninsta BEST FRIEND

jackharlow: urbanwyatt you called?

urbanwyatt: jackharlow not you. my other one. your wife.

jackharlow: urbanwyatt well damn I see how it is smh

y/ninsta: urbanwyatt urby babyyyy

urbanwyatt: y/ninsta I have another food request for taco night

y/ninsta: go on

urbanwyatt: tres leches

y/ninsta: urbanwyatt lemme call Jessica and Blanca and issa go 🥰

saweetie: damn them titties is sitting right in that dress 😍😍

jackharlow: saweetie I know right, best pillows ever

quiiso: jackharlow surprised your big ass head didn't suffocate her that one time you were laying on her when she came back from the studio after you terrorized us all day because you missed her

jackharlow: quiiso why do yall stay coming for me? let me lay on my wife's boobs in peace

2forwoyne: jackharlow we call it like we see it

y/ninsta: saweetie them shits is huge and I'm scared to see how big they get when I get pregnant 😐

jackharlow: y/ninsta cannot wait for that 😏😏😏

y/ninsta: jackharlow just like a man smh 🙄

jackharlow: y/ninsta I did nothing wrong! let me put my face in them y/ninsta: BYE JACKMAN but... come here 👀 jackharlow: 👀

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y/ninsta: jackharlow just wait until I see you later. IT'S ON SIGHT 😤

jackharlow: y/ninsta PAUSE. I DIDN'T EVEN DO ANYTHING.

jackharlow: danivalentine come get her because she's short and that little evil demon side of her is about to make an appearance. I can sense it.

saweetie: NOT YOU CALLING HER AN EVIL DEMON 😭

danivalentine: jackharlow I can only stall her for so long, then you're on your own lol

jackharlow: saweetie have you truly truly truly ever seen her get mad? no, more like pissed off? talk to me when you do because you would agree with me. it's never been directed at me, but got damn 😭

urbanwyatt: jackharlow I told you to go back to the hotel to get your phone. you ain't wanna listen to me.

jackharlow: not now Urb!

y/ninsta: JACKMAN!

jackharlow: y/ninsta yes baby?

y/ninsta: jackharlow I MISS YOU 😢

2forwoyne: here they asses go smh

neelamthadhani: danivalentine definitely called me and told me y/ninsta was pouting all day because she missed jackharlow's big head

jackharlow: neelamthadhani the one up top or down below?

y/ninsta: jackharlow BOTH

neelamthadhani: you two get on my LAST nerve smh

danivalentine: y/ninsta jackharlow does it ever end with the two of you? smh

urbanwyatt: NO

yungskylark: NO

nemoachida: NO

quiiso: NO

2forwoyne: NO

shloob_: NO

jackharlow: yall some haters smh

y/ninsta: jackharlow they can hate all they want, when I see you I want all the kisses

jackharlow: y/ninsta you know you never have to ask

claybornharlow: little baby has arrived

jackharlow: and little baby needs to make an exit

claybornharlow: y/ninsta I would never ignore your calls, just saying.

normani: jackharlow FLOP

jackharlow: I forgot it at the hotel, don't do that 😭

y/ninsta: claybornharlow I know you wouldn't, you could teach your brother a thing or two

jackharlow: y/ninsta and imma kick him in the throat

y/ninsta: jackharlow BABY!

jackharlow: y/ninsta why do I always get in trouble but he never does? he's the youngest

y/ninsta: jackharlow I'm the youngest, what are you tryna say?

jackharlow: y/ninsta exactly my point and your ass gets away with EVERYTHING

y/ninsta: neelamthadhani is my key at the front desk? I'm about to come upstairs and kick my husband's ass

jackharlow: WAIT, I TAKE IT BACK

neelamthadhani: y/ninsta have at it lmao

shloob_: jackharlow I can hide you in two minutes

jackharlow: shloob_ 🏃‍♂️🏃‍♂️🏃‍♂️

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