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nichtimhandelerhaeltlich · 10 months

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ddf!f1: young Samuel Reynolds, confidence bordering on arrogance, burning hotter than a flame and fully prepared to burn if it meant success , ready to dominate the grid with his reckless and stubborn driving style. The next season he meets his Match and polar opposite William Grey. He is calm, calculated but not any less stubborn or arrogant than Reynolds. Both of them only focused on winning the championship, they quickly develop a Rivalry.

With time they both start to mellow each other out. Reynolds fire starts to be less destructive, turning from a wild fire into the fire that fuels a oven in a well loved living room. Grey's Ice starts melting, less of a ice berg and more the first snow on a long awaited winter morning.

Somewhere along the line of several won and lost championships and more or less successful seasons the both of them fell in love.

But some things were meant to burn. And some things aren't. One day, during what should have been a normal grand prix, Reynolds, arrogantly trying to overtake Grey because neither of them ever lost their competitive spirit, lost control of his car driving himself and what should have been - and maybe even was - the love of his life into the barricade. Reynolds came out on his own - later getting dubbed the man that walked through fire by the media - but Grey had to be rescued. They never managed to save his legs.

During the time Grey spent into the hospital, he waited for his rival, his partner to visit him. After Reynolds never showed up, his love for his fellow driver turned into hate. And it wasn't the hot, burning kind either, no William M. Greys anger is a thing of ice picks and ice bergs. Firstly only blaming him for not visiting, he later went on and blamed his former love for the loss of his leg movement on the other driver.

Samuel Reynolds can't remember the first few weeks after the crash. He only remembers burning and trying his hardest to put out that fire that has encompassed his whole being. But his flames were fueled by his guilt like a candle is by oxygen. He remembers pushing himself and his car beyond what's possible, however he doesn't remember any of these wins.

the first thing he clearly remembers was finally manning up and visiting Grey in the hospital,whos anger had already started to infest his limbs so much he couldnt actually feel it anymore. After getting yelled at by what he truly thought was his future life partner, the man he thought would spend the rest of his life with, and being told to get out of his life and never come back again, he went on and absolutely ruined his already well established leadership - which would have been a guaranteed win with his only real rival out of the race - so hard.

Even tho he didn't stop racing for a few years before retiring and taking over a more passive role in his Team, he never truly recovered to the success he had at the height of his career before the crash.

#I am totally normal about those fictional men #this is loaded with not even veiled imagery #ddf!formel 1 au #samuel reynolds #william grey #jonah's weird au saga continues #how is my tired brain after going to bed always so romatic

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male-readers-like-kpop-idols-too · 5 years

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SVT Vocal unit: Falling in love With a Trans guy: Part 1

I combined a few requests because they were close. They may be a little longer so I split them. I'm tired and I dont want to half ass it

I was so upset because I spent about 2 hours trying to write for everyone and it was awful. Everyone was too much like another. Thank y’all for asking in and giving me a unit.

Woozi

Woozi had the mindset of ‘It has nothing to do with me, as long as you're happy and doing what's best for you’ about (y/n) being transgender. He was still a friend before (y/n) told everyone the truth, but he didn't care. Jihoon didn't see the point in making a big deal out of it, (y/n) was still (y/n). Jihoon saw the way (y/n) looked at girls, how his eyes lingered on a beautiful or nice girl. Jihoon thought he was straight, Jihoon thought he was correct. But that didn't stop Jihoon from looking how (y/n) sipped his coffee/tea on their trips to the coffee shop, or how (y/n)‘s body reacted to stillness. Jihoon didn't want to believe that he was in love with his friend but it appeared that way.

He was walking to the kitchen after waking up and saw the back of (y/n)‘s head, Jihoon knew that hair. In the other’s hand was a mug of the dorm and Seungkwan on his lap, half asleep. (Y/n) and a few of the other members we talking quietly, none of them could see the short, jealous man. Jihoon walked into the kitchen and got a mug a little angerly. He didn't want to believe that he was jealous, that would mean he was in love, with his friend. Jihoon was tired, he didn't know what he was doing. He put his mug down and spoke loudly, “(Y/n), Can you meet me in the kitchen?” Jihoon heard Seungkwan’s whines and he panicked. ‘Why did I do that, I have no idea what I'm going to do.’ (Y/n) came into the kitchen, his own mug still in hand.

“What do need, Jihoon?” His brain was going haywire, Why did he do this? “I,” He stuttered, “I have feelings for you.” His once brave façade was gone, like the sleepiness he had when he had called (y/n) into the room. “I like you too, Jihoon. I wouldn't be your friend if I didn't like you.” (Y/n) felt like he was missing something. “No, Like you more than a friend. But I know you like girls, So I respect that and just-” (Y/n) had to stop him right there, “Jihoon, clearly what a person has in their pants doesn't bother me. I like a person for their personality and themselves, not if they're a guy, girl or anything else.” Awkward silence soon surrounded them, Jihoon tried to break it, “So, can we go on a date or what?” (Y/n) Tilted his head down and placed a smirk on his face,

“How about our normal coffee place? I think the employees have been hoping for us to start dating for a while.”

Jeonghan

Jeonghan had been friends with (y/n) since high school. When he came out, Jeonghan had offered to show him some style tips, (y/n) responded by saying 'I'm not going to take advice from a guy who gets mistaken as a girl half the time. I'll ask Seungcheol.’ Jeonghan had his eyes on him before their friendship bloomed. He soon forgot about all about that as he realized how great of a person (y/n) was. Becoming Jeonghan’s friend meant that, sooner or later, That person will become with friends with all of Seventeen.

Being a guy, Jeonghan thought that you liked girls. Like Jeonghan liked girls, he liked guys too but had never really explored that side of himself. He saw (y/n) and saw an opportunity. Jeonghan’s intentions were slightly skewed as he bonded with you greatly. As (y/n) became friends will his bandmates, Jeonghan became more stressed. He wanted to date (y/n) and if things went wrong, he could just drop out of his life. But his friends are friends with (y/n) now. Even with Jeonghan being your friend for so long, He couldn't tell if he was straight, bi or gay. Jeonghan was planning on confessing for a while now, but could never build up the courage to do it. It was a Friday night, in Jeonghan’s bed.

A movie was playing on (y/n)‘s computer, they were both under the blankets. It was a romatic movie that was new and being raved about. The charters were engaging in overly sweet acts. Jeonghan’s hand crept over to the other's, his hand wound with (y/n)‘s. Jeonghan tried to focus in on the movie and not at (y/n)‘s burning glaze. He did notice that (y/n) didn't shy away, he held his hand and wasn't afraid of it. As the movie ended, (y/n) looked over to Jeonghan. “Jeonghan, Can I tell you something?” Jeonghan nodded, He was too afraid to look as their hands were still intertwined. “I really like you, more than a friend and by the way that you're holding my hand, I think I can say the same for you.”

“I thought I was being sneaky but I do like you. I would like to do this but much closer.

Joshua

Jisoo never thought he was gay. He never gave much thought of it. He didn't have anything against gay or transgender people. He knew they weren't widely accepted and didn't see why. His friend, (y/n), was a trans guy and made him understand even more. Jisoo was a strong ally because of him. Jisoo soon introduced (y/n) to the rest of his friends. He could see that (y/n) was getting along with his members. He was worried that his friends could or would say somthing. Jisoo had a slow crush growing, he didn't notice it. It started with Jisoo having his arm around (y/n)‘s shoulders or waist, get each other their coffee from the café that has books and the soft chairs, or trying to play the guitar together. They were close friends but Jisoo could always tell that there was this underlying feeling.

Jisoo had felt the look of (y/n)'s eyes on him. Jisoo often has those moments too. When (y/n)'s face mask was pulled down after a cold day, his cheeks pink from the cold and the slight bit of snow on (y/n)'s hair and clothes. Jisoo thought he looked ethereal. Another time is when (y/n) was wearing something he really liked, he got this type of confidence that made him look better. Jisoo had always thought that (y/n) was straight, he often positively commented on girl's clothing and fashion. He'd never seen (y/n) interested in guys other than to learn mannerisms from them.

He could only imagine what the guy dealt with being raised the way he was. It was a weekend day at night, (y/n) had been playing his guitar and Jisoo had recognized the toon and started singing along softly. (y/n) had looked over and saw the way Jisoo was looking at the sheet of music. (y/n) could see the frustration on his face. He walked over to Jisoo on his bed and sat beside him. "Do you want a break?" Jisoo just shook his head to say no, (y/n) knew that he loved writing music but sometimes he forgot to take care of himself. (y/n) sat back and went on his phone.

Jisoo looked up and saw that (y/n) had maneuvered around that they were shoulder to shoulder. (y/n) read the lyrics on the paper, it was a love song. Jisoo had frozen to see the other's reaction. The moment had a sense of romantic tension. (y/n) had slowly looked at him and slowly leaned in. Jisoo had the choice to go in for the kiss or pull away, Jisoo had been waiting too long to let this opportunity go. He leaned in and crashed lips with (y/n), a bit messy but the kiss was sweet. They pulled apart, Jisoo broke the silence but kept the eye contact,

"Please let us continue with this, just maybe like boyfriends?"

Joshua is bias wrecking me so badly rn

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