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hunting-songs · 4 months

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nightmare starters | “Do you want to go back to sleep, or shall I make you a cup of tea?”

It was not a nightmare. It was a memory. It was the memory that burned into her brain like a curse- she had known Ask for almost ten years and had seen him everyday during this almost-decade, and yet, and yet, and yet the only time she could remember his face clearly was when he had pushed her away after he had played the first verse of the Sonata, his face in the exact moment he realized through the haze of alcohol what had happned, his face in the one second he had time to act and tried desperately to help her, to undo what he had done, to do anythign to not make it have happned, despite knowing what would follow. The light falling through the rooms windows was sickly yellow from the streetlights past the hotels walls and drew bright lines on the floor where the bodyguards had rolled out their futons. In this stark light the boys eyes, who sat leaned over her, looked orange and glowing and Senritsu was not awake enough to wonder if this was the light reflecting on his lenses or the yellow light mixing with the scarlet of his big, wide open and very childish looking eyes. When he had been asleep, rolled up in the blankets on his sleepingmat like a grub, his heartbeat had been adagissimo from tieredness, only for his heartbeat to spark up almost as if his heart wanted to jump out of the cage of flesh and bones that was his chest, when he had heard her gasp awake in cold sweat. In the matter of a breath he had been kneeling beside the futon, grabbing for her shoulder - maybe he said to himself, to calm her, but for Senritsu it sounded almost as if he had grabbed her shoulder - hard, not gently, but hard- to make sure she was still there and alive and would not be gone the next second like any other person dear to him had been gone from one second to another.

She heard Kurapikas question, without hearing it and for a second too long she stared a the other with too tiered eyes that looked in the little light black. Eventually the woman only shaked her head as if she had not heard the boy and answered much too late to appear calm even if her voice was melodic and gentle. "...I don´t think I can." she said and for a moment the woman did not knew what exactly she meant: Couldn´t she go back to sleep? Or couldn´t she forget Asks face, that pure naked panic, before his skull was crushed like a wineglass from a brutal fist and she could feel his hot-no, not hot, but broiling! Scorching! Boiling!- blood on her face? The moment ended as soon as it came and Senritsu only reached out with a small hand for Kurapikas hand on her shoulder, gently patting it before she carefully, softly as if he was made of glass- pushed his hand away to bring some distance between them: "Its alright, Kurapika. It is not the first time I had a nightmare. All it needs is playing a song to use my Hatsu on and I will be like new in the morning. You do not need to stay awake to comfort me,-" She reached out as if she wanted to pat the Youngers head as if he was indeed a younger sibling who ahd came to her bed because of a nightmare, like her younger brother and sister used to do. Her hand had reached out towards Ask, towards the Music, towards him, only for her fingers to crack and twist and move like shattered branches under a too strong howling wind. Senritsu pulled her hand back, laughing quietly and her melodic voice was only hearable trembling in her keen ears: "After all, if you are not sleeping properly, I will notice and do my very best to scold and annoy you about it tomorrow while remainding you to sleep better. That is nothing you would want to go through, would you?" [ @skarletchains ]

#v: es saß ein klein wild vöglein #skarletchains #oh look! :DD MORE ANGST #senritsu refering to Kurapika as a boy instead of a man because she feels too old and tiered in this moment? maybe

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schnaf · 10 months

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#ich dachte darüber nach obs ne option wäre freundschaften wieder aufleben zu lassen #wenn es einen konkreten grund fürs ende gegeben hat...#manchmal isses halt so..... vllt isses nicht so schlimm wie es in dem moment ausgesehen hat. vllt hab ich auch falsch reagiert #musste man wirklich deshalb die freundschaft abbrechen?#aber dann fallen mir andere dinge ein die drumherum passiert sind #und.... in dem moment waren die gar nicht so schlimm. ausschlaggebend war ja was anderes #aber oH BOI hell no.#es ist sehr uff dass mir in diesem moment nicht bewusst war wie daneben das war #aber..... das brauchts definitiv nicht wieder

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f1fnatic · 4 months

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SUR LE POINT ⤿ c. leclerc 16

→ ( in which. . . ) you, toto wolff's daughter, are dating semi-rival team driver charles leclerc and toto is trying his best to support your relationship while also being a proud dad.

→ ( fanfic genre. . . ) smau

→ ( face claim. . . ) taylor hill + pictures from pinterest

→ ( pairing. . . ) charles leclerc x wolff!ballerina!reader

→ ( content warnings/disclaimers. . . ) cursing, fluff, google translated german and french

→ ( author's note. . . ) woohoo another smau! these are genuinely so fun to make but sooo time consuming. i hope you enjoy! see end for more

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📍monte carlo, monaco

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y/n_wolff a break between shows 🌞

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user7 she is stunning!

user10 mother is mothering

charles_leclerc that dog better not be in the apartment when i get home.

y/n_wolff um about that!

charles_leclerc oh mon dieu

y/n_wolff btw her name is olive!!

susiewolff Meine schöne tochter 💓 (my beautiful daughter)

y/n_wolff woher, glaubst du, habe ich es? (where do you think i got it from?)

mercedesamgf1 baby boss is glowing 🫡🫧 liked by y/n_wolff

yourbsf my legs are dead because of you.

y/n_wolff not my fault you couldn't keep up 😒

user44 need to know where you got that top!

y/n_wolff its actually a dress and i made both of the flower and lemon one myself!

user16 i wonder how toto feels ab this

user19 he was asked during an interview and was hesitant, but supportive !!

charles_leclerc holy 🥴 liked by y/n_wolff

lewishamilton you're in monaco and you dont even stop and say hi? smh 😒

y/n_wolff I AM SORRY BLAME CHARLES

charles_leclerc WHY ARE YOU DRAGGING ME INTO THIS?

y/n_wolff BECAUSE ITS YOUR FAULT?

lewishamilton i was kidding 😀

charles_leclerc has added to their story!

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📍vienna, austria

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y/n_wolff ladies and gentleman... your 2024 white swan!!

it is such an honor to be awarded this role. ever since i was a kid and saw my first performance of swan lake, i fell in love. from that moment, i knew i wanted to be odette. this is truly a dream come true.

i would like to thank the wienerstaatsballet for such a wonderful opportunity and trusting me with such an important role. along with my amazing parents, toto & susie_wolff, and my wonderful boyfriend charles_leclerc. you have all shown me such support and love, i couldn't have done this without any of you.

(p.s. see the link in bio for showings 😉)

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user16 she is so unbelievably pretty

mickschumacher woohoo!! you go y/n!

y/n_wolff thank you mickyyy

user8 CONGRATS Y/N! liked by y/n_wolff

charles_leclerc so happy for you mon cynge 🫀 (my swan)

lewishamilton congratulations y/n! i remember watching you as a young girl just starting out, this is such a wonderful achievement, you deserve it more than anyone 🖤

y/n_wolff thank you so much lew 🥹💞

user5 they're so sibling coded 💔

mercedesamgf1 woohoo! congrats baby boss 🥳🙌🏻

y/n_wolff thank u admin 🥰

charles_leclerc when you called me to say you got the part, pride flooded my senses. i know how much this part means to you, etoile. i am so happy for you, je t’aime plus que tout ❤️ (star, i love you more than anything)

y/n_wolff i love you so much, mon coeur 💌

yourbsf the best to do it ❣️🦢 liked by y/n_wolff

yourballetfriend happy for u y/n 🙂

user77 she doesn't seem happy...

user44 i wouldn't blame her 🤷🏾‍♀️

user2 yeah but ballet is competitive it's part of the sport

susie_wolff Ich bin so stolz auf dich, Y/N. Worte können meinen Stolz nicht ausdrücken. Es ist mir eine Ehre, dich meine Tochter nennen zu dürfen (i am so proud of you, y/n. words cannot express my pride. i am honored to call you my daughter)

y/n_wolff hör auf, mama, ich werde weinen, ich liebe dich so sehr (stop mama, i'm going to cry, i love you so much)

francisca.cgomes my fave ballerina 🩰✨ liked by y/n_wolff

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user10 i am so normal about this (i am so insanely happy for her)

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toto_wolff Congratulations to my wonderful daughter, Y/N. Ich bin so stolz auf dich, meine Blume. Zu sehen, wie du zu dem heranwächst, was du jetzt bist, war so ein Segen. Ich fühle mich geehrt, dein Vater zu sein. Mach weiterhin großartige Dinge, ich liebe dich. (I'm so proud of you, my flower. Seeing you grow into what you are now has been such a blessing. I am honored to be your father. Keep doing great things, I love you.)

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user71 THE STREETS WERE RIGHT!!

user50 this is so sweet oh my god

user9 oh to have a dad like toto wolff

y/n_wolff oh papa, ich liebe dich so sehr. Ich hätte mir keinen besseren vater wünschen können, ich danke dem universum jeden Tag dafür, dass ich gesegnet genug bin, dich als meinen vater zu haben. danke, dass du immer für mich da bist 😭❤️ (oh papa, i love you so much. i couldn't have asked for a better father, i thank the universe everyday for being blessed enough to have you as my dad. thank you for always being there for me)

user11 i want what they have 🥲

susie_wolff Unsere wundervolle Tochter (our wonderful daughter)

lewishamilton What a star🌟!

user14 crying in daddy issues

christianhorner Congratulations, Wolff. You have raised a wonderful daughter.

toto_wolff Thank you, Horner.

user88 the passive aggression

user51 the girls are fighting

mercedesamgf1 Boss man making us cry 🫡

charles_leclerc it is such an honor to be dating your daughter, toto

toto_wolff Couldn't have asked for anyone better.

y/n_wolff does this mean that you will let him win, papa?

toto_wolff No.

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whoop! another fic done 🥳this was super fun to write, i loved looking for pictures, especially the toto-baby reader one 💔 not a lot of toto content... oh well. i am thinking of making a taglist, so let me know if you would like to be on it! also, hope i made it clear enough that toto does not know how to use instagram, and reader had to help him with making a post/comment. he doesn't know how like comments yet. thank you for reading! as usual, requests and feedback are welcome. make sure to leave a comment and kudos! (only if you want :P)

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midnightcrw · 6 months

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You know that “your child gets in trouble prompt”??

Yea I need that with König please

Fight / 2

Pairing: König x Reader

Summary: Your child gets in trouble

a/n: I was very unsure how to write about König, so I hope the way I portrayed him is alright

Part 1

"Scheiße! I thought I raised him well. What if he used the knife I gave him for self-defence?" König had panicked the moment the phone call had ended.

"You gave him a knife?!" You asked in shock.

"No... okay, maybe yes?" König said with a nervous tone but before you could scold him, he just pulled you outside to drive to Leon's school.

And now sitting here, the fear vanished and König was left feeling irritated.

Your son, Leon, only defended himself when he was getting picked on and Mr. Smith only saw the fault in Leon.

Even the boy's parents made him angry. They literally insulted yours and his son which was another low point in his eyes.

Leon only had a small bruise on his face, but other than that he seemed fine.

The moment you and König sat down, Leon seemed relieved to finally have you two next to him again without feeling alone anymore.

"Arschloch..." König muttered under his breath, thinking he hadn't been heard until the child's father looked at him in confusion.

"What?" He asked.

"Oh, it's a compliment, don't worry about it. 'Du siehst aus wie ein Arschloch', means something good."

The man's face lit up a little with a smile on his face as he thanked your husband for the supposed 'compliment'.

Leon bit his lip, trying to hide his grin as he hid his face on your shoulder, not wanting to laugh at the fact that his dad just insulted the boy's father.

You just sighed quietly, not knowing whether to laugh or get angry with him.

#cod x reader #cod x y/n #cod x you #cod x male reader #cod x gn!reader #konig x reader #konig x you #konig x y/n #konig x gn!reader #konig x male reader #konig x me #könig x reader #könig x you #könig x y/n #könig x male reader

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individualkarpal · 19 days

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Ok also ich bin in der Verarbeitung der ersten 4,5 Monate dieses JK- Jahres und hab mal gesammelt was da alles bereits passiert ist. (Notiz an mich selbst: Such dir n scheiss Hobby ey! 😄).

Die Liste ist ganz klar lückenhaft/ nicht unbedingt zeitlich linear und auch ganz bestimmt nicht vollständig- Ergänzungen? Haut rein!

Es ist der schlichte Versuch, mich zu sammeln, für weitere „Eskapaden“ (—> Go for it!) zu wappnen und dabei nichts zu vergessen… Die Fülle an Content und Material die die Zwei uns gerade liefern übersteigt meine kognitive Merk- Leistung jedoch um Längen😄. Und meine Fähigkeit zur Rationalität hat sich mit Pauken& Trompeten (oder einer Mariachi- Band) in die ewigen Jagdgründe verabschiedet.

Also viel Vergnügen bei diesem… naja, was auch immer das sein soll…;)!

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Also erstmal fange ich an mit Aussagen die EXAKT so gefallen sind:

J: „Wenn wir das nächste Mal ausgehen kannst du die dann auch anziehen?“

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J: „Das fühlt sich an wie ein Fiebertraum…. Hier ist mein Freund und Kollege, ich darf in Klausi nennen, hier ist Klaas Heufer- Umlauf!“

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J: „Oh Gott ich liebe dich!“

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K: „Also sexy kannste ja ne…“ (leider OffCam bei WSMDS nach dem Tanzen zu Makeba-Jain)

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J zu Wildcard: „Wen von uns würdest du verheiraten?“

K: „Ich würd mich noch umziehen auch.“

Wildcard zu K.: „Ich hätte dich zu Joko gesteckt….“

K:“ … Es würde in 90% der gängigen Lebenssituationen an unserem Verhältnis nichts ändern.“

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J: „Ich bins, your worst Nightmare“

J: „Wie weiche Haut du hier hast!“ (#vielZuLangesNackenstreicheln)

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J: „… Du weisst, ich bin so gern in deiner Sendung!“ (legt seine Hände auf Klaas Oberschenkel ab).

K: „Du hast ganz warme Hände…“ (Legt den Arm um Joko und zieht ihn näher zu sich).

„….“ (Bringen ihre Köpfe zueinander, schliessen ihre Augen).

J: „… Du lädst mich viel zu selten ein… lad mich öfter ein….“

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K: „Wir haben eine Sache zu verkünden…“

J: „Wir heiraten und ihr seid alle eingeladen“ - „

K: „Genau!“

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Steven zu K: „Du machst heute alles so sexy. (Lacht).

J: „Klaas IST sexy!“

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J: „Und auf dem letzten (Foto) küssen wir uns.“

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K: „… diese Art unsere Sendung zu gucken finde ich sehr gut weil ich nicht genau weiss was als nächstes passiert.“

J: „Bring mich nicht auf Gedanken….“

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J: „… ich soll jetzt hier dein perfides Spiel spielen und du willst mich eigentlich einf nur in nem sexy Pyjama sehen? Ist es das was du willst?“

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J: „Schatz? Klaas, kannst du bitte kurz mit mir reden?“

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J zu Sophie: „Er ist der grösste Schatz von allen- mein grösster Schatz!“

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J: „Weisst du was wir machen? Ich steck mir den Stift in Po.“

K: „In Po?“

J: „Ich kriegs nicht hin. Der hält nicht Klaas.“

K: „Wie der hält nicht? Na komm her, das mach ich jetzt mal…“

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„K: „Küsst du mich jetzt auch?“

J: „… Wir fahren jetzt in die Flitterwochen, tschau!“

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Und dann all diese „Dinge“:

- Gefühlte 220983 Umarmungen bei WSMDS

- Gefühlte 220983 Herzchen- Augen- Momente

- Wie die zwei Arm in Arm reinkommen nach der letzten WSMDS- Folge

- J. bringt K. Herzchen-Kaffee, Spiegeleier und streichelt ihm über den Kopf beim Frühstück #24hJK

- J. wäscht K. Haare

- J. richtet K. Frisur bei JKP7

- DER 3. KUSS!!! (#Ringgate)

- LNB- BestOf mit Joko im Bett durch Berlin?!?

Und die Insta- Posts:

- Klaas im Igel- Shirt

- J: „Neue Folge WSMDS- mit meinem Gatten @damitdasklaasturbo“

- K: „This could be us but you‘re playing“ (Repost J. mit Herz bei Klaas‘ Profilfoto)

—> Ok, das ist jetzt etwas mehr eskaliert als geplant… 🫣…

Und zum Abschluss:

WIR KRIEGEN NOCH DIESES JAHR NE NEUE JK- SHOW!!!😍🥰🥳

Begleitmaterial:

#joko und klaas #klaas heufer umlauf #joko winterscheidt #jokoundklaas #joko klaas #joko x klaas #klako #jkvsp7 #wsmds #24hjk #lnb #dudw

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idkwhatimdoinghere1655 · 10 months

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Du Lernst Nie - Sebastian Vettel

"Y/N, look, it really isn't that hard. You just need to put a bit of effort in," Sebastian sighed, trying to get you to listen to the fragments of German he was teaching you. "But you can speak for me. I can do the basics. Hallo und danke. Glücklich?" you smirked.

During the Summer break, you and Seb were taking a week long trip to Germany and were going to travel around Cologne and Munich, before going home to Switzerland.

"See, you do know it," he rolled his eyes, frustrated at your stubbornness. "The locals will be happier if you try," he tried to persuade, the flash cards he made were discarded to the side as he was ready to freestyle.

"OK, how would you order something at a cafe?" Seb prompted, looking at you intently.

"What am I ordering?"

"Two bread rolls and a cup of tea," he told you, wondering if you were actually listening to what he had said no more than five minutes ago. "Ich..." you started. Seb internally groaned - he had gotten nowhere.

"Hä-" he started, your brain finally finding the word.

"Ich hätte gerne ein Tasse Tee und zwei Brötchen, bitte," you smugly asked him, leaning back in your chair and crossing your arms. "Sehr gut," he praised, smiling. It wasn't a matter of if you could do it, it was a matter of whether you would do it.

"Entschuldigung, wo ist die Bibliotheke?" he asked, putting on a voice and pretending to be a frail old lady who couldn't find her way around. "Die Bibliothek ist in der Nähe, gar nicht so weit weg von hier," you said.

Seb's eyes widened in surprise. "Links oder rechts?" he asked, snapping back into character for a moment. "Links,"

"Danke,"

"Kein Problem," you smiled at the 'old lady'. The only reason you had actually spoken to German with him was because you didn't feel like getting grilled by Professor Seb anymore. "I did not teach you that," he said, impressed.

"I have taken my German learning into my own hands, since you have told me how to order a coffee more times than I can count,"

Seb smirked. If you thought you were so clever, he'd test you a bit, "Ich würde sagen, bin ich beeindruckt, aber du bist ein furchtbar Studente wer zuhört nicht," he said, way quicker than he normally would.

"Erm. Es tut mir leid, ich verstehe das nicht," you sheepishly said, already feeling a blush of embarrassment creep up onto your cheeks. "Oh, es tut mir leid, ist das zu schwierig für Sie?" he said. You understood that, and you felt like he was almost mocking you.

"Ja, ein bisschen," you responded, hoping that because it was in German, he'd be bit nicer to you. "Ich denke, wir haben gelernt, dass ich besser bin als das, womit du gelernt hast."

Now he was just getting cocky. "Okay, I get it. You've proven your point. I will listen to Professor Seb," you rolled your eyes, annoyed to have to give into him.

"I like the sound of that," he smirked, winking at you suggestively. You wouldn't lie, you liked the sound of what he was implying as well, but now it was time to learn. "Shut up," you scoffed, trying to hide your smile.

"What I don't understand, is that every time I try to get you to learn, you get all full of yourself,"

"Yeah, because my German is good,"

"But not as good as you think it is. You never learn," he shook his head, watching as you zoned out and stopped listening to his telling off. "I prefer the sound of listening to Professor Seb," you pouted, and you could see his jaw twitch.

"Let's see what Professor Seb has in store today, shall we?" he said, standing and swiping the papers off the table. "Auf dem Tisch," he commanded, and now, you were all for listening.

A/N - This is just a little something for you guys while I finish writing part 3 to 'Baby Fever'! Also, that picture of Cologne Cathedral in the header is so pretty, and I am so happy to be able to say I've been there. Lmk if the German isn't 100%, I did it myself and my German is quite rocky <3

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#f1 #f1 x reader #f1 x you #formula 1 x reader #formula 1 x you #formula 1 imagines #f1 imagines #fluff #formula 1 #sebastian vettel #sebastian vettel x you #sebastian vettel x reader #sebastian vettel imagines #sebastian vettel fluff #seb vettel #sv5

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buns0fst33l · 2 months

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— sub!König —

-Cod men scenarios-

König x GN Reader

MDNI Suggestive themes

TW: brief mention of injury/warfare

Not proofread, also I used Google Translate

König, who’s secretly a switch but only under very particular circumstances.

Normally, he wants to be in charge. In his head, he wants to be in charge. When he’s with you intimately, he wants to be in charge. But there’s a very particular set of circumstances that have him rolling over to expose a soft underbelly he didn’t know he had.

You have plans to get lunch with him after a three month leave. He comes to you, excited as always. But there’s something about him coming back at the exact moment you’ve finished getting ready to go out that absolutely wrecks him.

Now, he loves you and finds you to be “an enchanting creature”, even when your face is puffy and your complexion is shit and you feel like ass. And he is excited to come home to you and worship your lovely body regardless of what state it’s in. Usually it’s the middle of the night, when you’re in your most natural and comfortable state, which he loves.

But something about this is eating him alive.

You’re wearing your favorite outfit. Your hair is freshly washed, mostly dry but still slightly cool to the touch from the remaining bit of moisture. You’ve just finished lathering yourself in lotions and oils and perfume. The delicate metal of the casual jewelry you’ve chosen compliments your skin tone in the most angelic way, glittering with little reflective shimmers as your body moves around to preen itself.

‘Wie ein Hase,’ (like a bunny) he thinks to himself. The warmth and scent of your shower is still wafting off of your water-softened skin deliciously.

As soon as you notice him, you move so fast it’s funny and bounce your way over to the objectively creepy brute who looks ready to eat you alive. Ugh, the domestic sight of your warm smile and cute bare feet quickly padding over to greet him has his soul fucking melting.

With all the grace of a bull in a china shop, he grabs you, picks you up, and sits on the couch with you straddling him. Both of his massive, too-long arms are wrapped around your torso like pythons and his face is buried in the crook of your neck. He’s shamelessly huffing in deep lungfuls of your scent like an animal, inhaling through his nose and exhaling through his mouth noisily. With every breath, he scoots that crooked, handsome nose of his an inch in another direction to get more of your scent. Once he reaches just behind your ear, you squeal and push on his shoulders at the unexpected tickle it causes. His arms are still keeping your body pressed closely to his.

“Hello to you too….Are you having fun?” You tease him lowly, reaching to grab the sides of his face and pry his big head away from your body and into your line of sight. He resists for a second, but then allows it, looking into your eyes with heavy eyelids.

He’s so textbook masculine and somehow adorable at the same time. Those strong, dark brows of his are relaxed and those intense, steel-blue eyes are lidded over even more than usual, droopy and sleepy-looking. The faintest bit of pink dusts over his strong cheek bones and crooked Roman nose. His pretty, thin cupids bow lips are slightly parted and his tongue darts between them briefly as he gives you a slow nod in response to your question. His breathing is quiet, but deep and heavy. A barely-restrained pant.

One of your hands leaves his face to push back the silky black strands of his hair with a gentle but efficient swipe and you can’t help but coo at the way his eyes roll back and flutter shut at your gentle touch. Your hand finds its way back to his jaw right away and you lean in, clicking your tongue lovingly at the pitiful mess he so quickly became.

Oh you have no idea the effect you’re having. All he’s seen for months is ugly, angry, dying and bitter men. Even triumph stunk of unwashed, musty clothes, metal, caked-on sweat, infected stitches, sun-rotted blood stains. And suddenly he has what feels like a newly made doll, crafted by god just for him, finished just in time for his weary soul to lap up like a starved dog. Instead of grime and sweat and oil and god-knows-what-else, his callused fingers greedily smooth over your expanses of clean, delicious, fuckable-smelling flesh.

His palms drag over your sides and back and his fingertips grab at your clothes and drag over your scalp eagerly. You smile softly at the state he’s in and grab his wrists. He allows you to pull his hands off of you, but scoots his hips forward and against your body like he needs to make up for the physical contact you took away.

“Liebling…bitte…” his voice cracks a little. You bite your lip and search his eyes, feeling a power trip wash over you. You grasp it delicately, afraid you’ll accidentally break the spell he’s under if you bring his attention to it.

“What do you need, Kö?” You whisper to him, thumbs stroking his huge forearms you’re holding in front of you. Your hands don’t go around all the way. He is just… allowing you to be in charge of his absolute tank of a body. He is being so mushy for you right now. He bites his lip and whines quietly.

Oh you need to see where this goes. Fuck your lunch date, you can get takeout later.

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follows-the-bees · 7 months

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I did an analysis of the meaning of Ed touching Stede's chest, hand over heart, here.

But now I wanna talk about the meaning of face touches - and Ed's outfits - across both seasons.

Bathtub Comfort

The first time Stede touches Ed's face is when Ed is seeking comfort. After he opens up about him being the Kraken, killing his dad and his plan to kill him, Stede offers a comforting shoulder squeeze and Ed deepens it by lying his head against Stede's hand. It is an intimate moment of vulnerability for both, especially Ed and he doesn't hesitate to accept it.

While Ed is wearing his Blackbeard outfit here, he is also covered in Stede's robe, like just the thought of Stede's presence can be a shield to the outside world and Ed's internal emotional struggle. And to have Stede come in and physically touch him, his face, Ed is completely comfortable in this combination of both of them, their vulnerability.

This Is Happening

In the next episode, Stede points out food in Ed's beard and when Ed can't find it, Stede asks permission to take it out. He doesn't fully reach for it until Ed gives permission (the amount of consent between these two, especially in the second season is so special to me) and leans forward (the classic Ed leans toward Stede movement that continues throughout the show.)

Ed is also not wearing his full Blackbeard outfit here, he has stripped down to just a simple purple T-shirt and pants. And we know that purple comes out as Ed's feelings for Stede deepen. So in this moment, Ed is more Ed than Blackbeard.

This is a soft, tender moment that shows the growing feelings between them. Stede's voice is as soft as his reach and touch while Ed looks at Stede so fondly, openly vulnerable.

Beach Kiss Eins

The first time Ed touches Stede's face, is during their first kiss. As soon as Stede responds, Ed moves his hand to his neck and down to his chest. And the pattern of vulnerability, closeness, and gentleness continues.

Neither of them are wearing their normal clothes here. They are wearing uniform, tan ill-fitting sacks (foreshadowing). Their first kiss is not only bare with emotional intimacy but of their identities. They aren't Blackbeard and the Gentleman Pirate during this moment, they are Ed and Stede, two men in love for probably the first time, sitting on a beach, the combination of land and sea.

Let's move to Season Two.

Cake Toppers

Oh, the cake toppers. Those damn cake toppers. They are the embodiment of the two of them to Ed, who caresses the wedding cake topper resembling Stede so much that he rubs some of the paint off. And just like every touch between the two of them so far, Ed lightly grazes the figure in a tentative but gentle way that shows he still has deep feelings for this man no matter how many raids, rhino horn, or self abusive behavior he tries to use to drown out his pain and the Kraken persona that he has put on like a sea monster lost in the deep dark depths of the sea.

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Stede's Dream

In Stede's dream about their reunion, the two comically Monty Python (can we call them Monty Pyrates from now on?) run down the beach and full body collide against each other rolling to get on their sides, where Ed is the one to reach forward and touch Stede's face. This is Stede remembering how Ed did the same thing during their first kiss and he is recreating this moment in a fairytale fashion.

Their clothing is once again notable. Stede is wearing a more traditional pirate costume, earring, and has grown a beard. While we saw sword training last season between the two of them, Stede does not truly start wearing one until later in the second season. This is him trying to become who he thinks Ed would want, not the bumbling semi-pirate, but the confident, killing pirate with facial hair and more down-to-earth look. Ed is not only portrayed in his traditional garb but he has his old beard is back, he is the version that Stede first fell in love with. (Stede loves Ed as Ed though, no matter what he wears.)

Moonlight Serenade

Their first kiss under the moonlight is tentative and is a mirror of the moon scene in season one.

This is the first time that Stede touches Ed's face during kissing of his own volition. Even when he was trying to bring Ed back to life in episode three, he held his hand and pounded on his chest, over his heart, trying to shock it into fully beating to life.

He's been dreaming of Ed as touching his face again like the first kiss, but instead Stede is the one who moves his hand to Ed's face, and deepens the kiss. Because Stede is ready for this, and he wants to show Ed that he is here, he is committed to them. It is Ed who pulls away and asks to take it slow, because he is the one who has to heal in this scenario. This is his season, his season to heal, grow, and learn to reconcile all three sides of his being.

When Ed pulls back, Stede immediately responds, taking his hands off Ed to respect his wishes. And he only touches him again after gaining consent to hold his hand. Once again, we are treated to their gentleness, hesitancy, but the underlying love they have for each other is present in every cradle, fingers through hair, consent.

Instead of like the first season where they walk away in different directions, looking back at each other while trying to puzzle out what happened, they walk away together, toward the captain's cabin, still talking about their day and playfully playing off each other.

Once again they are not wearing their normal clothes, particularly, Ed is not wearing his Blackbeard outfit. He is wearing a light-colored onesie made from a potato sack as well as a cat bell. A bell he purposefully makes ring in an adorable shoulder shake to let Stede know that he is coming in for a kiss - unlike their first one, where he almost surprises Stede with it. We don't see it, but I bet Ed thought that maybe if he didn't surprise him, if he hadn't kissed him but kept talking, Stede wouldn't have left him. He probably blamed himself for that, so he made sure this time that Stede knew what was happening beforehand.

Calypso's Birthday

They are both physically injured from Ned Low's torture as well as in mental distress here. Stede is having flashbacks of his childhood and blood on his face because this is the first time he has purposely gotten blood on his hands. Ed is upset at seeing Stede take this step, thinking that he has corrupted him. But once again, they both consent to this, Stede does not even move forward or kiss Ed until Ed nods his head and then physically pulls Stede against him. This kiss is a combination of the first two. Ed's hand wraps around and on Stede's neck like the beach one, while Stede's hand snakes its way into Ed's hair when he deepens the kiss. This is the first and only time we see their bodies align and touch at more than just the contact of hands and lips.

Later on we see both of them in a different state of undress. Ed's hair is completely down, and he's once again in a t-shirt, stripped down emotionally and looking at Stede like he's the center of the world as the colors of their love - red and purple - surround them, until Ed looks directly at Stede and the burst of yellow - his lighthouse - shines bright. Stede is already shirtless at this part, his vulnerability bared skin-surface level.

Beach Kiss Zwei

And of course, we reach the finale, where In general the number of touches has escalated; they have chosen each other, chosen to give this a try. Ed emerges out of the ocean and all three themes (the Kraken, Blackbeard, and Ed) play all in a row, because he took what Pop-Pop said to heart and embraced all three of his identities to save and protect his loved ones.

One hand is on Stede's face almost the entire time they are reunited on the beach, and after the first kiss and apology, Ed moves both hands to Stede's face, using that leverage to pull him in for a kiss, holding onto him for dear life. He doesn't let go until Stede responds to his "I love you" reassuring Ed that he knows that, and Ed can drop his worry about Stede not knowing/hearing those words before that moment. Ed smiles and moves his hands down, and if they weren't in the middle of a battle, he would have wrapped his arms around him, pulled him in to align with his body, and kissed him again.

I particularly love this one because we can see the desperation, especially for Ed during this moment. He clearly doesn't want to stop touching Stede, only doing so out of necessity at the end. Stede is quiet, that calmness that Ed needs, just enjoying being in Ed's presence "breathing the same air."

This is the first time that they are wearing their full identities while kissing. Covered in blood, having just dropped weapons used to kill soldiers to get to each other, only to touch and kiss each other with softness and love but also desperation.

This is also the first time they openly embrace each other. All season, things have been slightly off while they take it slow, try to figure out their status together and separate. They stand apart, but still facing/bodies turned toward each other, only a few inches away. And they never touch in the presence of others, instead only kissing in the candlelight of the captain's cabin and under the moonlight. But now they are under the bright sun in front of The Pirate Queen and countless red shirts, two who were making fun of the letter Stede wrote Ed before Ed dispatched them. And Ed even reaches over later to put his hand on Stede's shoulder in front of Zheng, offering him comfort and saying yes babe, I see you, don't worry.

They kiss on the beach!! combining the sea and the land - the lighthouse, kraken, merman, flightless birds now grounded- they are the MERMEN.

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Overall, the touches exchanged between Ed and Stede are all laced in emotion, vulnerable. And as their relationship progresses, these touches also evolve enough that by the end, kissing or touching each other's face no longer needs a pause and explicit consent because they are comfortable enough to know each other and their boundaries.

But there is something particular about the face touching between them. It shows a higher level of intimacy and romance that is at the heart of our mythical beings who have finally found each other and met in the middle, combining land and sea.

I didn't include the touches previous to the bathtub, like Ed hugging Stede after the lighthouse fuckery, or during the party, first moon scene, because I wanted to focus on the face touching primarily since it offers more depth to their relationship. I did this from memory, so I apologize if I missed any.

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0maisie0 · 5 months

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Rainy Christmas Eve - The toymaker x fem!reader

(Merry Christmas Eve (I'm so ready for Ncuti's first ep)

The deep red building stared at you from across the road. It illuminated the foggy street around you. The rain cut into your skin under the cheap umbrella you kept in your bag for moments like this. The toy-filled windows watched as you walked up to the door. Their heads seemed to turn as you approached. Teeth catering as the bell signalled your arrival.

Inside, the shop was filled with toys and games. A row of perfect marionette puppets stared, glassy eyed at you as you walked towards the wooden counter. A dripping trail of water left a mark of your presence.

A grey haired man leant over a broken doll. His hands worked quietly to fix the young porcelain child on his desk. As you took a step closer his head snapped up, his dark eyes piercing through you.

“Oh! Ein new customer, terrible wetter für Weihnachten eve, ja?”

His distorted German accent cut through the hum of toys. His speech jumped between English and German, all you could do was nod in agreement as he continued to speak and become more animated.

“What brings schöne Dame to mein store, maybe eine puppe oder bear for the little kinder oder train going rund und rund und rund?”

You stared at him, mesmerised as he spoke and moved. His hands lead the conversation more than his speech. The toymaker looked down at you with a grin and sneaky wink. Your coat still dripping onto the worn carpet.

“My sister chose to tell me she was pregnant a week ago, I haven't had much time to get her anything for the new baby,” you explained.

The toymaker's face lit up at the mention of a child. “Ein baby! Are du thinking von einem little Teddybär or blocks? Es gibt viel choice. Here, ich will helfen you.”

He guided you over to the right side of his counter where a small christmas tree sat undecorated. A wide eyed teddy bear sat with his head resting against the tree. His fur was brown and felt soft to the touch as your hand combed through. Beside it was a smaller blue bear. Its ocean blue skin and shorter fur made the body feel squishier. You gently felt both.

“I like the blue,” you muttered mostly to yourself but the toymaker interrupted quickly after.

“Ah, ja, the Blauer bär. ich machte her myself, beautiful fur, ja?”

He picked up the bear, showing it off to you. A red ribbon wrapped around its neck and held together with a tight bow. The toymaker smiled and winked again.

“Sie will be perfekt for your neffe or nichte.”

“Yes, I think she will.” you smiled back out of politeness, the toymaker already starting to wrap up the little bear in paper.

“Das wetter is zu bad for you, kommen, stay bis clear.” he placed the wrapped bear onto the desk. Its soft head poked out of the top, making it seem like the teddy had been wrapped up in a blanket.

“Are you sure? I don’t want to be a bother. I mean you must be preparing for christmas.”

“Nothing das kippen wait.” his voice suddenly changed. His broken German became smooth English and his accent disappeared.

“let's play a game.”

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