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leviscolwill · 7 months

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sanctuary

pairing: jude bellingham x f1 driver!reader

summary: after an eventful singapore gp, the only thing you can think of is your comfy bed but your body has another plan and your boyfriend isn't happy about that. [wc: 1,6k]

req: Ferrari driver reader x jude where she feels a bit dizzy after a race and kind of faints when they get at the hotel, like just fluff with him taking care of her + CAN YOU WRITE JUDE ANGST THEN FLUFF IDC ABT THE SCENARIO JS JUDE ANGST IN JUDE X DRIVER READER 🙏🙏

contents: established relationship, charles is reader's teammate, ferrari being good au (impossible ik), reader faints, jude is a worried bf, barely has angst ngl 🏃‍♀️, nothing else i think

note: i have no idea how to write about fainting and it probably shows. ALSO, i wrote most of this at 1am so i hope it makes sense (probably doesn't but we move😪)

now playing: sanctuary by joji (nectar)

usually you would say you absolutely loved singapore. the track was one of your favourites on the calendar and you practically counted down the days to this race. but this week was probably the most difficult of your entire career in motorsports. of course, marina bay had never been an easy race, and the weather conditions in singapore were only making it harder to handle. but this year, no number of ice bath and cold shower could appease the dizzying headache that plagued your weekend.

and to add to that, everyone at the team has been stressing you out about the championship. obviously, you were grateful that you could finally fight for one, ferrari had built the perfect car this season. but this came with a price, fighting against charles for the title. you were great friends with your teammate but you had to admit your relationship took a toll with the constant tension between the two of you throughout the season. anyone wearing a bright red kit kept reminding you that you needed to be careful on track, that if you crashed with anyone, but especially with charles, you'd be in great trouble.

thankfully your boyfriend joined you after qualifying, and made your weekend instantly better. he noticed something was wrong right away. of course, you told jude about your struggles but he didn't expect to find you in this state.

"maybe you shouldn't race tomorrow..?"

you took a glance at jude, laid down on the hotel room bed, to check if he actually meant what he just uttered only to find a very serious look on his face.

"yeah, i'll just call fred to tell him i'm feeling sick and don't care about the championship anymore, that's definitely the best choice i have." sarcasm dripped out of your words as jude rolled his eyes.

"just because you had a bad day, doesn't mean you have to give me an attitude." it was your turn to roll your eyes. you quietly got under the sheets and muttered a barely audible 'goodnight', clearly not having the energy to argue with him tonight.

as you closed your eyes you felt jude turn around to wrap you in his arms around you.

"i'm just worried for my girl, that's all." he said, softly kissing your hair. you turned around to face him, having to trace his face before finding his lips because of the darkness of the room, and pressed a quick kiss on his lips.

"i appreciate your concern, i really do. but this race is so much more important than a silly headache. i'll be okay." you kissed him again for good measure. "you're gonna have to trust me with this one."

"i always trust you." the two of you talked some more before falling asleep in each other's arms.

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the only thing you could think of when you stepped out of your car was your bed. as expected the race had been particularly draining and truth be told, you didn't know if you would be able to stand on the podium in your state. you managed to score a satisfying p2, well it would have been more satisfying if charles wasn't standing on the highest step of the podium, with a 4-point difference before catching on you in the driver's standing.

when the whole team congratulated you on your results, it felt like you were in a fever dream, barely making out what was real and what wasn't. you didn't even notice jude talking to you before he snapped his fingers in front of you.

"are you okay ? should i take you to the medics ?" he asked in a worried tone.

"i'm alright... just need to get through the podium." which did not happen. you ran off stage as soon as the italian anthem stopped ringing in your ears. it was all too much, the heat, the noise, the exhaustion, the pressure. all too much to handle for you.

when you joined jude, he was already talking with your pr manager, telling her you wouldn't be able to do any media work right now. it was the truth, not a petty lie to get away with it. you genuinely felt even more lightheaded (if that was possible) at the sole thought of having to go through a dozen interviews.

seeing you barely standing straight must have conceived her, so soon enough you were on your way back to the hotel in a cab jude called.

you quietly laid your head on jude's shoulder. he barely said a word to you since the podium incident, only asking how you felt, if you drank enough water, and how many hours of sleep you had. you watched him as he typed things on his phone in total silence. you wondered if he was mad at you for putting yourself in such a situation or only worried. regardless, you felt a pang of sadness in your heart thinking about it before drifting off.

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as soon as jude opened your hotel room's door, you felt your legs giving up on you, your hands found the wall to steady yourself. you could hear jude's voice but couldn't make out what he was saying, like you were underwater.

you tried making it to the bed, but you fell down on your knees and just propped your back against it, waiting a minute before getting up, to get your head to stop spinning uncontrollably.

"y/n. are you okay ?" you felt your boyfriend kneeling down next to you and could finally understand his words, but it felt like they were resonating in your brain, only worsening your headache.

"i'm fine, i'm fine... i just need a moment." you didn't want to worry jude more than he already was, although the weak tone of your voice alarmed him more than anything. you felt him shift around you, and caught a glimpse of him coming back from the bathroom before your eyes shut.

when you woke up, you were laid on the bed with a wet cloth on your forehead. and the first thing you saw was a wide-eyed jude handing you a glass of water.

"i thought about making you drink when you were... asleep? but i didn't want to drown you. so i waited for you to wake up." he was talking fast, too fast for you to fully understand his nonsense.

"hello to you too." your voice was still weak but you felt much better than at the race track. you quickly took a few sips of water before jude tried drowning you for good.

"what's that ?" you asked pointing at the cloth still laying on your face.

"some website said that's what you're supposed to do when your irresponsible girlfriend faints." you hid your face in your pillow at his accusatory words.

"no, but seriously y/n. do you have any idea of how worried i was ? imagine if something wrong happened. god, i knew i shouldn't have let you race..." his words had an angry tone to them and you were confused as to why jude was mad at you over hypothetical scenarios.

"but nothing wrong happened, i even got points. are you not proud of me ?"

"are you being serious right now ? you know i'm always proud of you, points or no points. but you think i'm gonna clap for you after putting yourself in danger like that ?" jude's tone got somewhat angrier but he kept going.

"fuck, when you fainted i already saw myself explaining everything to your mum. you can't take those risks, especially when you drive a fast car for a living. you can understand that right ?"

you felt tears well up in your eyes at his words, thinking about how worried he must have been this whole time.

"i'm sorry, it's just... i've been thinking about the championship a lot. i guess that clouded my judgment." you wiped away your tears quickly, before jude could notice them but it was too late.

"hey, hey, hey... you shouldn't be saying sorry to me, you probably spent a worse weekend than i did anyway. i'm not mad at you but at the situation, alright ?" his fingers stroke the wet spots under your eyes, wiping what was left of your tears away. "i'm proud of you, and happy for your points. but you're not winning a championship by making your dangerous job even more dangerous." his voice and his eyes were soft and you felt your chest get significantly warmer.

"you're right..." the room got silent for a couple seconds at your words.

"what was that ? i couldn't hear you babe" jude had a shit-eating grin on his face and you knew exactly what he wanted, and it almost made you physically sick to give him this satisfaction.

"i said... you'reright." you tried getting those terrible words out as fast as you could, but he wasn't happy with that.

"mmh mmh, that won't do... say it nice and loud for me love." you felt your face heat up, both in fluster and embarrassment at his words.

"you're right." your words had a defeated tone to them, but jude decided that would be enough by the way he didn't taunt you anymore.

he moved and got under the covers with you, even though you were gonna have to get up again as you were both still dressed. he just wanted to share this little moment of peace with you.

"you know, it's crazy how you drive the fastest car in the world but can't survive singapore's heat for a weekend." you playfully elbowed jude's ribs at his teasing.

you were grateful to have someone like jude to support you and your intense lifestyle, but also someone to talk about silly little things, legs tangled under the sheets.

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steveharringtonat3am · 1 year

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Nails

wc: 883

warnings: some adorable bf eddie

“Your room is so cute.” Eddie sighs happily, cuddling into your pillows. You watch him from your seat at your desk, smiling at his antics.

“It’s pretty normal babe.” You grab your nail polish remover, beginning to take off the two week old polish from your nails. He slides off your bed and grabs his bag and starts taking out all of his things.

“What are you doing?” You ask, turning to watch him as you rub the acetone-coated cotton on your nails.

“Painting dnd miniatures.” He smiles, setting up and tying his hair back into a bun. The sight always makes your heart flutter. His bangs have been getting in his eyes recently and you make a mental note to trim them for him.

“I didn’t know you do that.” You grab your nail polish materials and sit across from him on the floor.

“I like to touch them up so they look extra nice!” They look even tinier in his hands, using a tiny paintbrush to gently paint the little statues.

“Which one are you painting now?” You can’t help but be curious. Even though dnd was a big part of Eddie’s life, you could never get into it. You knew he didn’t mind but you know he likes being able to talk about it with you.

“This is the female wizard. I actually based her character off you. She’s so beautiful that it causes the characters to get distracted during battle.” Leave it to Eddie Munson to be incredibly romantic while talking about dungeons and dragons.

“That one looks really pretty.” With the polish off your nails, you let yourself focus on Eddie’s skillful hands painting with a tiny brush.

“I’m glad you think so.” He kisses your forehead quickly before going back to painting. His tongue sticks out as he focuses. You lay on your stomach next to him, propped up on your hand.

“Do you paint all of these?” You hold up another one and he takes it, cleaning off his brush and starts to paint it.

“Pretty much yeah. It’s actually really relaxing.” It’s so precise that it almost makes you nervous, but he does seen happy.

“That makes sense!” You stay quiet for a while after that. It’s honestly nice to just sit and be with Eddie in silence. He always liked to be talking while doing something with his hands, which was always. But he was so focused that he was quiet, and it was nice to just watch and admire how pretty he is.

“There! Done!” He finally sets the last one down, jolting you awake.

“Th-that’s great babe!” You yawn, curling up in his lap. He smiles and runs a hand over your hair.

“You can’t fall asleep on the floor babe.”

“I can’t fall asleep. Have to paint my nails.” You pout, not nearly in the mood for an activity requiring that much effort.

“I could paint them for you?” He offers, ever the gentleman.

“You don’t know how to paint nails babe.” You peak an eye at him to see him look at you with a funny look on his face.

“I just painted like 20 tiny statues. I think I can handle your nails.” He grins as you sit up against the side of your bed.

“That makes sense…let me file them first yeah?” He nods, handing you the metal file and watching as you shape your nails, blowing them off when you’re done.

“Can I paint them now?” He’s very eager, already opening up your bottle of red polish.

“Sure babe just make sure not to put too much.” He wipes off some of the excess paint, taking your hand and precisely painting your nail. His first try is practically perfect, the coat of paint looking as good as they do in the salon.

“Wow baby you’re really good at this.” He only hums in response. When it came to you, Eddie never left things half-finished. Honestly, you had expected him to get bored halfway through but he painted every nail with incredible precision.

“Is that good?” He asks once the first coat is on. Sure enough, it looks better than ever.

“It’s perfect babe. Now we just let it dry!” You smile, finally able to squirm into his lap. He grins as he pulls you close.

“How long does that usually take?”

“Well it isn’t too thick so shouldn’t take longer than 20 minutes. But until then I can’t touch them, or the polish will smudge.” You keep your hands extended as you relax against his chest.

“Okay baby. Hey did I tell you about what happened today at work? This dude came in-” He launches into an animated story but the warmth of his arms has already begun to lull you to sleep.

An hour later and Eddie’s back is really starting to ache from sitting on the floor. But wow you look adorable when you sleep. He reaches out to inspect your nails, touching them gently to check if they’re dry. Sure enough they are and he smiles, kissing your forehead.

Maybe painting all those miniatures paid off.

#eddie munson #stranger things #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson smut #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson imagine #stranger things 4 #stranger things imagine #stranger things blurb #stranger things fic

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piwstri4 · 5 months

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un verano sin ti | ln4

pairing: f1driver!ex!lando norris x fashion designer!ex!reader

summary: you can't seem to find peace after success.

part one - part three

DUSK.CLOTHING

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DUSK.CLOTHING Yet again another successful project! We are very thankful for everyone who attended the show, we hope you enjoyed it at least half as much as we did setting everything up. Spring in a lavender field looks wonderful.

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ynclo thanks to everyone who supported this project!!! i hope we can do something as amazing as this sometime soon, for now cheers to all the crew behind this fantastic runway 🔥💥

user1 i LOVED it, by far one of the most spectacular shows you've done so far guys!!

lukasabbat fire project 🔥🔥

ynclo well i had gorgeous models

lukasabbat the designer didn't fail to surprise

user2 it's amazing how she comes up w everything i love her brain

user3 all she needed was to break up w the vroom vroom guy

user4 I didn't like him either but we should still respect him anyways

user5 well he was the love of her life, let's not trash him around

lewishamilton by far one of your best works, keep up the good job!

DUSK.CLOTHING We will!

ynclo im so happy u liked it!!!!! i told u the field was a good idea

user6 tell me im not the only one who saw her flirt w that one model on the backstage???

user7 she's flirting w him in the comments.....

user8 omg name?

user7 @/lukasabbat

user9 I wish I could have gone!! Looks like a fairytale

user10 im convinced that ever since leaving vroom vroom guy she's been thriving.

user11 I know you have good intentions but please respect them both, he was a very important part of her life

user12 she's what she is bc of him

ynclo

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ynclo la estoy pasando bien no te voy a mentir (pero a veces tu nombre no me deja dormir)

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user1 i love the fact that now all her captions are in spanish

user2 queen behavior tbh bc redacted wont take the time to translate them

user3 now we have insta pages translating them!!

user4 for those wondering: "im doing great not gonna lie (but sometimes your name doesn't let me fall asleep)"

user5 I'm so convinced that it was for him

user6 of course it was for him, they were together for so long

user7 no one's gonna talk about sir mister man in the third pic?

user8 i miss her w l*ndo so much:((

danielricciardo Nice car

ynclo mine or his?

danielricciardo both

user9 yall they were gonna get married at that place 😭😭😭😭

user10 source??

user11 i might be wrong but they said that in a story + posted some pics

user12 could literally be any fucking field you are all delusional

lukasabbat amazing weekend, we should do that more ofter

ynclo waiting for ur call 🫀

lukasabbat wont have to wait too long 😉

user13 i refuse to believe they broke up 11 months ago

user14 I'm still mourning that relationship

user15 i miss my parents....

user16 who's that one in the third pic??

user17 new bf??

user18 is that luka sabbat??

user19 who?

user20 he modeled for her last collection

landonorris

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landonorris I was enchanted to meet you

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user1 cmon say it say it lando SAY IT

user2 i just know he wanted to say please dont fall in love with someone else

user3 not everything has to be about yn...

user4 the girl in the second pic???

user5 ikkk i saw that too!!

user6 yn?

user7 fuck no they're totally different

carlossainz55 I'm still better at golf than you

landonorris If you say so mate🫡

user5 is he grieving or soft launching i dont get it

user6 new gf??

user7 i cant believe he's having another girl

user8 they broke up almost a year ago let it go

user9 man deserves to live his life too

danielricciardo Nice car

landonorris His name's Benito

user10 are you kidding me??

user11 is he @ u know where??

user12 not the same place, it didn't have a golf field

user13 please stop the delusions

user14 we were robbed of lui and benito being siblings

user15 it hurts to remember her say that he was forever a part of her soul and now look at this mess

ynclo

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ynclo te juro que no me imaginaba lo que se sentía ni lo que sería un verano sin ti.

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user1 he got p2 today, this post was his

user2 she's allowed to move on...

user3 no bc why would she post this the same day of the race after he got p2??? i like to be delusional to think this WAS abt him

user4 so basically the caption says "i swear i didn't imagine what would feel or what would be a summer without you."

user5 in the picture "i wish her good luck, 'cause it's not like anyone can get to you"

user6 thank u for ur services

user7 This IS about him and no one can convince me otherwise

user7 the post the caption the race....

user8 she misses him i just know it

lukasabbat nice summer 🌞🌞

ynclo it always is with you <3

user9 i REFUSE to get over them

user10 we were robbed

user11 go on tell him ERES ARTE

user12 she called him a museum once

user13 i need a thread with all the beautiful things she said to him

arthurleclerc but when i invited u to monaco....

ynclo omg kids shouldn't be allowed to have phones

arthurleclerc ur so funny😐

landonorris

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landonorris P2 BABYYYY!!!! Thanks to the team for making this possible and to OP81 for making this super special as a double podium. This one's for you.

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user1 THIS ONE'S FOR YOU????

user2 do you remember the "i wanted it on my own but i pictured us together"? yea this is probably how she felt

user3 the way he probably did mean this to be for her... the last time he was on podium was when they broke up

user4 hes seeing someone else please respect them.

user5 i miss her congratulating him in the comments:((

user6 i can't believe it's been 11 months since his last podium!! and now it's double for mclaren!!!

danielricciardo So happy for you!! Totally deserved

landonorris Thanks mate!!!!

user7 at least danny cheered for him..

user8 "I'll never stop cheering his victories"

user9 "may he find love, health and success in his new journey"

user10 "For all he had given to me I'm forever grateful"

user11 "AND WILL ALWAYS HAVE HIM IN MY HEART"

carlossainz55 Congrats champ!

landonorris Thank you Calos!!!!!

oscarpiastri congrats on p2 LN4

landonorris Congrats on P3 OP81

user12 remember when he posted lost my girl but she aint worth the prize? yea it meant a whole year without winning shit

user13 11 months (and 2 days but who's counting??)

mclarenf1

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mclarenf1 Congratulations for P2 and P3, Lando and Oscar! Double podium for McLaren today, we're so proud of you guys 🍾 🍾🍾

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ynclo congrats guys!! absolutely deserved💥🎉

mclarenf1 miss u girly!! alpha tauri stole u from us

ynclo the best of both worlds!

user1 miss girly in the comments?????

user2 she also liked and commented on oscar's post,,, i dont like it here anymore

user3 is it really over just like that?

landonorris Let's goooooo

user4 i dont want to get over them

danielricciardo Another spectacular race, keep it up!

user5 do we collectively remember lqndo aiming the champagne to yn EVRYTIME he got podium?? bc i was just kinda expecting him to do that

user6 when he looked at the public and he got sad:(((

user7 wanted it on my own yet pictured us together 😭😭😭😭

user8 i know he's happy but doesn't look like it in the second pic

user9 used the whole bottle on the podium...

user10 she was in 2/3 of the relevant posts abt this... mclaren and oscar but not lando

user11 i was hoping to see her in the likes at least

user12 i think ppl forget that she liked f1 and was a huge mclaren fan even before lando signed w them://

user13 she's back at the paddocks???

user14 only in monza and monaco tho, she said she doesn't have the time to travel as much anymore

user15 and whenever danny wants her there too, she was there today

user16 she was????

user15 with the alpha tauri team yes

ynclo

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ynclo I'm glad to say that even after all this time I can still let myself create the way I do, it's been three months since my last collection and I decided to take a break before starting again. A lot of things have happened in the last year and I'm still healing but with lots of people I love (and that love me back) by my side; it's not what you asked, but I got my first photoshoot as a model rather than a designer and wish to share it with you... It's a small project I had with @lukasabbat and now we can share it with you all. Please enjoy!

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lukasabbat amazing as always! told you modeling was your thing

ynclo it certainly was something, cant say im gonna take your job

lukasabbat im happy modeling for you then

lewishamilton Beautiful photoshoot and designs! Truly an all-rounder. This is your thing

ynclo thanks dude 😭😭

danielricciardo Great project, next time put more clothes on.

ynclo ur jealous that i can justify being naked on media

danielricciardo I don't need an excuse to be naked on media lol

vogue Next time with us? 😉

ynclo It will be a pleasure! ❤️

ynclo

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ynclo y solo mírame con esos ojitos lindos (hace tiempo que no envío "buenos días, te amo")

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user1 so it's officially over now?

user2 i hate that she moved on

user3 it was officially over since last year

user4 caption "and just look at me with those pretty eyes (it's been a while since i sent 'good morning, i love you')"

user5 so it was luka sabbat after all

user6 i dont like this but i hope she's happy

lukasabbat yo no te busqué, chocamos en el trayecto

ynclo con tu alma es la que yo conecto

user4 lukasabbat "i wasn't looking for you, we met in the process" ynclo "with your soul i connect"

ynclo girll???

user7 no wonder she looked better than ever

user8 where is the "my soul cant long for someone else"???

danielricciardo Still can't believe he doesn't like fast cars

ynclo me neither 😞😞😞 honestly huge red flag

danielricciardo I'd rather sign with Ferrari if I were you

user9 FINALLY SOMEONE WHO CAN GET HER

user10 I agree!! This man's not only a model but a fashion designer as well, I'm sure she's gonna peak in no time

user11 ??

user12 why is she still dating men??

user13 no hate to lando cuz i respect him but luka looks like he's gonna be good for her

user14 idc who she dates i just hope her designs dont go downhill

arthurleclerc ask him when are we gonna play cod again???

ynclo get away from my man wtf

lukasabbat wanna stream with me tomorrow?

user15 do you think she's happy with him?

user16 cant believe her last interaction w l*ndo was three months ago and it wasn't even w him

user17 they interacted again????

user18 no the didn't, she just congratulated mclaren for the double podium

user19 what do u mean "with your soul i connect"??? girly didn't u say YOUR soul couldn't long for someone else???

user20 let the poor girl date whoever she wants omg😭😭

landonorris

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landonorris and the best is me

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maxverstappen1 Get P1 then talk bro

landonorris Git P1 thin tilk bri 🙄🙄

maxverstappen1 💥

user1 where's the yn translator when we need them????

user2 fr is he starting to shade her in spanish now??

user3 bet he's asking carlos to translate things for him

user4 the pic is literally a benito song lmao it's called (in english) "wish you the best"

user5 AND THE BEST IS ME OMG

user6 bro mad abt her last post i just know he is

user7 girly hurt him so bad he learnt spanish lmao

danielricciardo Fire song 🔥

landonorris It's on repeat 🫡🫡

danielricciardo Bet it is

user8 not danny shading him😭😭

user9 it took him over a year to acknowledge that she was the best on his life

carlossainz55 I didn't know you liked spanish songs!!

landonorris Only this one

carlossainz55 You should listen to Chayanne

user10 character development?

user11 Focus on winning P1 bestie!! Maybe she'll talk to you then

user12 lando punching the air rn

user13 bet he's getting first place next race only bc of this comment

user14 Took him watching her move on to realize he was an asshole

user15 nice pics, looking hot as usual

user16 cant believe he wants her back????

user17 fr im so sure he'd be happier if they dont get back together

user18 so true yn deserves better

charlesleclerc 🔥🔥

landonorris 💥💥

#lando norris fanfic #lando norris smau #formula 1 fanfic #formula 1 angst #lando norris au #lando norris angst #formula 1 instagram au #formula 1 social media au

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anadiasmount · 9 months

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someone requested i do a part two of bf! christian head cannons, so here you go! 🤭❣️

here’s part one.

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i just so know he’d find every reason to pull into bed in the morning. he’d groan and pull by the hand or waist into his embrace, where he repeatedly just kisses your head until you give up and fall asleep. “it’s cold without you baby. just stay here with me… a few more minutes…”

bf christian finding any reason to bring you back your favorite flowers and reece’s. we know he has early training so let’s say after he comes home from that or having a day out, he tells you to close your eyes as he sets the bouquet in front of you. “for the most beautiful girl in the world. i love you.”

bf christian where he begs for your attention. you could be working, reading, cooking, just sitting there watching tv, but he’s literally begging for your touch, claiming it calms him. and when you do, he’s so quick to relax and let go for you, wrapping you closer into him. “i needed this. hate when you ignore me baby…”

bf christian where he begs you to watch the rain with him. the day starts off sunny but i’m sure he’d pull the “it smells like it might rain love” and true to his word he’s right. but you can’t help it, the smell, the grey skies, the rain and thunder sounds, and most specifically how he kisses your knuckles.

christian finding any reason to visit you during work and bringing your favorite food for lunch. he’s come in on his day off or after training, with bags filled of food for both of you. spending the remainder of the day with you there. “the house is so dull and lonely without you. need to be with you at all times love.”

after sex, he’s just so cuddly and loving. taking care of you especially if he went to much. but you especially love when he draws shapes and scratches slightly on your bum. “so soft and mine… did so good for me… my good girl always…”

since christian has experience with tattoos he would persuade you to get one. a small one that means a lot. imagine if one was dedicated to him? he’d go insane, im sure if it… “baby whaaat? you did this for me?”

you surprising christian with a nipple piercing 😵‍💫😵‍💫 after being some time apart like now during pre-season, he’s undressing you and his eyes bulge at the small jewelry on your nipple. he’d be gentle and kiss around it not wanting to hurt you, all while you just grab the hairs on the back of his head, biting your lip. “this is so sexy… you have no idea y/n…” (you can ignore this if you’d like, but i saw a tiktok about it and thought of him 😂😂.)

when hanging out with his friends or yours, he’s either behind you, one hand hugging your waist or, him sitting down and your on his lap. he so clingy ik it 🫠😵‍💫

buying a polaroid camera together, and taking it everywhere you go. pictures of you two at the park, in the car, you at his games, friends and family. you just having albums and albums of pictures of every moment together 🥲🥲 “look here chris… look at your freckles baby! love them so much…”

him trying to impress you by making drinks he saw on instagram reels or tiktok, and you find it absolutely adorable at his concentrated face or him watching you taste test. his brows furrowed in, a hand under his chin.

him posting you anytime he gets the opportunity, captioning them with the cheesiest words or emojis. “my 🌎🙏… #1 since day one 🤞… look at her, isn’t she gorgeous? 😍”

him being nosy and wanting to know every move you make. “where are you going?… who are you talking with? can i go with? who texted you?” and you just being suspicious or not telling him to get him annoyed 😂😂

you hate it but secretly love it, but he tickles you whenever he has the chance. he loves hearing you let out a fit of giggles or snorts. he loves the sounds, and all he can do is laugh with you.

before he leaves for a away game, he makes sure to leave his hoodie smelling like him, because he knows how much you love his scent, and how you wear his hoodies around the house. you’d text him, thanking him for being such an amazing boyfriend, and him all shy, his teammates teasing him. “wear them please. just make sure to think of me…”

after a heated argument or fight, which rarely happen, your so quiet and ignore him, because you aren’t sure if he’s still upset or if he even wants to talk to you. crying and hiding in the guest room, attempting to distract yourself. all he can do is go crazy and tug his hair bc you aren’t speaking to him, because he’s desperate to fix things between you.

he would make it up to you though, or bise versa. but he would knock softly, hearing you shuffle around, and when he sees you wiping your tears he just holds you, his heart wrenching at your sobs and the way you hold onto him. “please tell me you forgive me? i can’t help but you not talking to me y/n… i’m sorry baby…”

him finding a funny meme or video and sending it to you. him just finding any initiative to just make you laugh or make your day better 🥲🥲

during a work event from a job, he’s just whispering how proud he is of you, and congratulating you of all your work. kissing you, despite wearing red lipstick, his hand rubbing up and down soothing your nerves before making a speech or etc. “i’m so proud of you and all your hard work baby. look how far you’ve come to today…”

christian always making you feel included and never left out. people just overall loving you and your personality, especially how you put other first before you, and how happy you make other feel. “come here baby… this is my beautiful girlfriend y/n… this is y/n my future wife…”

while doing your makeup he makes fun of you and tease you on how your positioned and sitting in front of the mirror. “aren’t you uncomfortable love? ik you’re trying to get pretty but i can get you a vanity with lights?”

refusing you to pay even for the smallest things. he loves to pay for everything but you have to convince him every now and then that a relationship goes both ways, but you appreciate it for him spoiling you 😵‍💫🫠 “no. i’m not letting you pay.” … “you payed last time christian!” … “idc. but you aren’t paying pretty girl…”

randomly giving you love letters he writes and listing the thing he loves about you. “i love the way your hair smells after the shower… i love the way you kiss me like no one is watching… i love when you randomly tell me stuff about your day… i love the way you love me…”

him and you sharing a shared playlist, but you being picky sometimes at his country music since you don’t really like it. but knowing christian he’d force you to listen to them to have a laugh. “oh cmon… it’s not that bad, just listen to the lyrics.”

#christian pulisic #christian pulisic imagine #christian pulisic blurb #christian pulisic one shot #christian pulisic x reader #christian pulisic x you

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dilf-whore · 2 years

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I love your writing,

after reading a Milf Reader x Billy i got a idea.

Maby a Teen mom Reader x Billy, where the reader is singel or her bf is a cheater and not good to her.

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pairing: billy hargrove x f!reader

genre: fluff

A/N: i hope you like this and that i was able to write it how you imagine your request would be, please let me know what you think :> likes, reblogs, and comments are highly appreciated 🫶🏻

requested: yes

word count: 728

requests are OPEN

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The silence was killing Billy, you weren't yourself tonight, something’s bothering you, you seemed nervous. It would normally piss him off and leave just like that if it was with some other girl, but you were different - he sincerely likes you and he’s worried about you right now.

“Hey, are you alright?” he finally speaks up.

You take in a deep breath, you were out of it. You’re planning to let him know something important and you’re scared of how he’s gonna react.

“I-I gotta tell you something” you start. Now Billy’s getting nervous, does she not like me? did I do something wrong?

“I have a daughter, she’s 2 years old. My ex broke up with me when I told him” your mouth goes dry and you take a sip of your water, you can’t even look at Billy, you don’t wanna his face. “Look, I’m sorry I didn't tell you sooner. I’m just so scared that you wouldn't want to go out with me anymore because I really really like you but of course my daughter is really important to me and she’s my main priority. So if you’ve changed your mind it’s okay, I understand. I just want you to know that if we continue this, my daughter also needs to be part of it” you already shoot everything all at once, so he could know about everything that you feel.

Billy sighs in relief, “can I meet her later after our date?” he says with a small smile. Your eyes grow wide and face him, “what did you just say?”.

He chuckles softly, “I said, can I meet her later?” he repeats himself. “So you still wanna be with me?”.

“Of course I still wanna be with you. I really like you too and if being with you means having a kid involved then so be it, which is why it’s important that I have your daughter’s approval”

“Billy, she’s just 2″

“I know, it just means I need to work harder to make her like me” he jokes.

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You and Billy arrive home, you knock and the babysitter opens for you with your baby carried on one arm. “Hi my dear Sophie, Mommy’s home!” you face lights up and so does Billy’s, he likes how your eyes sparkled when you see your daughter, makes him fall deeper in love with you.

You take Sophie and give the babysitter her payment before she leaves. Billy closes the door, “Sophie, why aren't you asleep huh? It’s 9:30″ he coos, kneeling to meet her chubby face and taps on her small hand. “She can’t sleep without me by her side”. Sophie giggled as soon as Billy talked to her, she then reaches out to him, wanting to be held by Billy. “You want me to carry you?” he takes her from you and starts playfully bouncing her, “since when are you good with kids?” you ask. “I don’t know, guess it just came naturally” he shrugs.

You excuse yourself to get some milk for Sophie. Billy sits on your couch and place her on his lap - facing him, “you look just like your beautiful mother” he whispers. She got your eyes, nose, pretty lips, everything about her just reminded him of you, he loves Sophie already. The idea of having a family with you keeps coming up in his mind ever since you told him about your daughter a few hours ago.

Billy leans towards her, “do you think I could be your dad?”. Sophie smiles, it’s like she understood what he just said, “I’ll take that as a yes”.

You come back with a warm bottle of milk for Sophie, “come on baby it’s time for bed” you say as you try to carry her but she whines, holding on to Billy and nuzzling her face on his cheeks.

He felt his heart explode, he’s so warm and cozy inside, he feels cared for and appreciated just by a baby wanting to stay with him. “May I?”

You nod and give Sophie her bottle, he cradles her into his arms and he starts rocking her to sleep. He meets your eyes, you could tell he’s waiting for you to say if he’s doing it right.

You give him a thumbs up, “you already have her approval the moment she saw you”.

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crypt-tids · 5 days

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A bit of a mushy storytime because my anxiety has been mean to me the last couple days and has lead me to deep diving into some stuff that kind of ended up making me feel better now that I've put the pieces together. (It is about my relationship so feel free to skip it if you've had enough of my rambling lol)

My bf was engaged 5 years ago, had been with that person for 4 years, had an apartment and pets with them, and had a wedding date set and everything. less than a month before the wedding, a huge hurricane hit, fucking everything up for a long time, and they had to postpone the wedding. 5 months later, they broke up. If that hurricane hadn't hit, they would have been (unhappily) married and I never would have met him.

He hadn't dated anyone in all of that time because that relationship was so emotionally abusive and manipulative that he didn't want to deal with it again.

In the fall of 2023, I got out of a horribly wishy washy, non-committal situationship with a person that would manipulate me into trusting them anytime they felt lonely, inevitably ending when they left me for the third time, using my sexuality as their excuse (which left a horribly deep scar that lead to me breaking down crying when I told my bf about my sexuality because I was terrified he would do the same thing to me--he did not). I tried a couple dating apps, went on 1 date, talked to some flakes that made big promises and never delivered, and then decided I was fucking done with it all and I didn't care anymore. I just wanted to put dating behind me and live alone because it was easier.

In January, I worked at an event I didn't want to work at at all, I did it only because my mom wanted to do it.( The guy I had been casually talking to at the time said he would try to show up to meet me. He never did, and never brought it up again and we didn't speak again after that.) anyways, my mom took a picture of our table to send to her customer/friend to see if she wanted anything. I just so happened to be in the picture. That was the first picture of me that my bf had ever seen that made him want to ask me out. If I had been a little more convincing and stubborn with my mom, we wouldn't have been at that event. There would have been no picture of our table to send to anyone, and my bf never would have known that I existed.

It took him over a week to work up the nerve to give my mom his phone number to pass along to me. 2 days later, I decided "what the hell" and texted him. In all of that time he had been drafting a text that he was terrified to send, and was just about to push through when my text came through for him.

It's so weird how seemingly unconnected events play such huge rolls in our lives. I almost didn't get to meet the only person I have ever genuinely, without any doubt, been in love with. The only person that has ever told me that my anxiety and insecurities weren't silly and that he understood them and wanted to reassure me through them. The only person that took it upon themselves to research asexuality on his own to better understand me and why I was asking him to be patient with me. He almost married someone that would have made him miserable, and because of a hurricane, a horrible hurricane that my office building is still not fully repaired from 5 years later, I got the chance to meet him.

I always read about how much people hate it when their partners snore, and I find snoring annoying in general myself. My ex-girlfriend had one of the loudest snores I've ever heard, and I fucking hated it. It would keep me awake and I would try to shuffle the bed a little to snap her out of it for a minute so that I could fall asleep. (That relationship oxidized really fucking quick, not because of the snoring, but it was a huge mess that involved her gaslighting me and leaving me with yet another depth to my relationship trauma that to this day makes me horribly anxious sometimes). but the sound of my bf snoring is the best most calming fucking sound in the world. I will fall right to sleep with it. I don't know what it is about his snore, because I know that his ex regularly teased him and complained about it because she thought it was annoying, but I love it.

He is genuinely the most calming presence in my life and is the only person that has ever made me feel like moving forward/change wasn't something to be afraid of. If things had been just a little different, I'd still be single, and we never ever would have met, or even crossed paths. I can't help but feel like all of that is cosmically important. Like it wasn't an accident, but the universe had carefully planned out the events in our lives because we were supposed to be together from the very beginning.

#rambles

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harryconcepts · 1 year

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part 75

aster when his angel is having bad dreams 😔 he's noticed her waking up a few times in the night but she's usually so quiet and doesn't wake him up so he doesn't really know how bad it is 😔 then one night he's ready for bed but she's stalling so much being all "i just want to watch another episode please :)" and he can never say no to her and he figures she'll be falling asleep halfway through anyways so he says yes, but then they're getting to the end of the episode and she's not looking tired at all, she's even picking up the remote to start another episode but he kind of takes her hand and says "I don't think so... it's late, wayyyyyyy past my bedtime" trying to make her laugh but she's tearing up 😔 he's all "oh no baby I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to make you sad I'm sorry" pulling her against his chest 😔 through her tears she says "I'm sorry for making you stay awake I wasn't trying to bother you" and he's shushing her saying "you're not, I was just joking, I promise I don't mind you know I love being with you" and he can tell there's something on her mind she isn't telling him 😔 so he says "but are you okay? how come you don't want to sleep?" and she shrugs, sniffing a little and saying "I just keep having really bad dreams" and his heart breaks 😔she sounds so sad and her voice is so small like she's a little embarrassed 😔 he says "I'm sorry, i wish you would have told me" and she nods, then she's sitting up a little and rubbing her eyes saying "i don't know why I'm crying I'm just so tired" and he hated so much that she's hurting 😔 he says "I bet you are, my poor baby" and hugs her again 😔 he says against her shoulder "I'll stay up for a while, how's that sound? if it looks like you're having a bad dream I'll wake you up" ands she's saying no, she doesn't want to make him stay awake but he just shushes her saying "i don't care, i need you to feel safe and be able to sleep so I'll stay awake as long as you need" doing everything he can to make her feel better 😔🤕

dating harry and you have a 3 year old daughter from before you met him, she would love him so much 😭 he gets so excited when you tell her that her friend harry is coming over and she's all "Harry's coming here? to play with me?" and you say yes and she's sooooo happy 😭she gets her tea set all ready for him and you make some lemonade for the little tea pot 😭 when he comes over she runs to get the door and he picks her up bc she loves feeling tall 😭 he comes to find you and give you a hello kiss and she's all "hiiiii mommy Harry says we can play now so stop kissing him and we can go play" and you laugh and let them go 😭 you join them at her little table and she's so excited to bring you cookies and lemonade 😭😭😭😭😭 she would just love him so much and he loves her too 😔😔😔😔😔

don't think about aster using his thumbs to spread angel open so he can look 😵‍💫 she would whine but he just shushes her and says "I'm looking, be a good girl for me and let me look" and he would be so mean teasing her 😵‍💫🤕

after you find out your bf cheated on you you're out at a bar by yourself basically just wallowing in how sad you are and harry happens to be at the same bar 😋 he comes over and asks what youre drinking and buys you another 😋 then he says "you're too pretty to be looking so sad" and that's the first thing all night that makes you smile bc it's kind of a dumb pickup line but still 😋 you say "yeah, I guess I am" and you get to talking 😋 before you know it it's been hours and you only realize when your stomach rumbles, but ofc he's a gentleman and doesn't say anything he just says "I haven't eaten all night, care to join me for some food?" and ofc you say yes 😋 right from the beginning of your relationship he's so amazing and always showing you how you deserve to be treated 😔

harry with his student gf 😔 he comes home to see you literally fell asleep at your desk, your notebooks and pens and flashcards spread all around you and a lecture playing on your laptop 😔 your hair is up in a messy bun to keep it out of your face and you still have your glasses on so he's whispering gently to wake you up, he's taking your glasses off and gently rubbing the red marks left behind as you slowly wake up 😔 he's saying "come on, let's go to bed" and you're blinking saying "no I have so much studying to do" but he shakes his head, closing your laptop and making sure it's plugged in and charging before he comes over to help you get settled in bed 😔 he says "you can study tomorrow, I'll even help you, but it's time to sleep now" and he tucks you in 😔 you're out right away and he tidies up your study area a little bit so you won't be stressed about the mess when you wake up, then he goes to get you some water in case you wake up in the night and then he's climbing in with you 😔

okay I'm thinking about regular harry who has a roommate and stuff and one day you and harry are ... getting into things in his room when his roomate comes home 🤭 you can hear him out in the kitchen making food or whatever and he calls "do either of you want anything?" and harry is so frustrated he just yells "we're BUSY" and you're laughing bc he looks so annoyed and then he's all grumpy saying "it's not funny 😤" but it kind of is and he's literally inside of you which somehow makes things more funny so you can't help it and soon he's laughing too 😭 giggly sex... he's all "it's NOT funny this is serious time😤" and that makes you laugh even more and he's so annoyed but one look at your face and he's laughing too 😭😭😭😭😭😭giggly sex that's cut off by moans every now and then and him telling you how much he loves you and maybe a few awkward things happen like you accidentally bite down on his lip way too hard and he's so dramatic so he pouts until you give him very gentle kisses on his lip or he moves wrong and his necklace gets tangled in your hair and yanks on it so he's trying to fix it while he's literally inside of you but he's so focused that he forgets what he's doing and he moves a certain way that just hits a 🫶🏻nice spot🫶🏻 and you gasp out a moan and he looks down all worried he hurt you but then he realizes and he's laughing 😭 you say "shut up it's not funny" and he finally gets the necklace out and says "I'm sorry" and leans down to kiss you but he's smiling too big and soon you're both giggling 😭

harry when your sex drive is a little higher than normal 😁 he definitely teases you a little bc he can't help it but then he's throwing your legs over his shoulders and getting to work 🫡 after you cum he's nosing around trying to clean you up a bit then he flops to the side and says "let me know if you want to go again" and he has absolutely no problem letting you use him to get off 😁

and once he pushes all the way in he would have to hold her hips down bc she keeps squirming and trying to get him to move but he wants her to be desperate first so he holds her still 🤕

okay but harry when you're on your period 😭 you're crying over everything and just so distraught for no reason 😔 he gives you a hug as you're literally sobbing "I'm so sad and I don't know why and i can't stop crying😭😭😭" and he's just rubbing your back slowly saying "i know, i know baby, it's okay" and you just cry harder because he's always so good 😔 he holds you so tight and rocks side to side a little bit bc he's such a mother 😔 you say "I'm so sad and my stomach hurts and I just don't feel good" through your tears and he's all "I know, I'm so sorry you're hurting" and he doesn't care that you're getting tears all over his shirt, he's just worried and wants to help you feel better 😔 when you calm down a little bit he says "do you want some ice cream? I just bought some" and about two seconds later youre crying again and he's all "oh no, I'm sorry i didn't mean to make you cry-" but you say "no it's not that I just love you and I really like ice cream" still crying so hard and he's trying so hard not to laugh bc he doesn't want to make you feel bad 😭 he says "how about you go get in bed and get a show ready, I'll warm up your heating pad and get the ice cream" and you nod, he thumbs away a few of the tears and says "I love you" and kisses your cheek 😭

having a little "groupie" routine with harry 🤭 he has his security escort you to his dressing room after the show and you wait for him there 🤭 when he comes in he's closing and locking the door behind him then slowly walking over to you saying "I heard you're my biggest fan" and you nod, he gets closer until he has you backed up again the wall and he whispers "let me show you how I thank my biggest fan" and he drops to his knees 🤭 afterwards he's kissing you all over and you're breathing heavy saying "that better not be how you treat all your fans" and he laughs saying "mm mm, only you" 🤭

okay so Harry on Valentine's day........he would wake you up with kisses and when you finally blink your eyes open he's smiling soooo big saying "good morning... I made you breakfast" and he shows you the little tray of heart shaped pancakes.... he definitely feeds you fruit and little bites of the food..... giving you kisses between every bite ..... telling you he loves you so much and you're so beautiful...... then you would lay around all day together watching movies and making out and maybe taking a nap together.... later he gives you a few little gifts, jewelry and chocolate and other things he knows you'll love.... then he tells you to go get ready because he's taking you out for supper ..... and he gets dressed up all fancy in his suit with all his rings on and a tie that matches your dress.... he gives you a million kisses once you're ready because he just can't stay away, you look so pretty..... you're laughing saying he'll get lipstick on him but he doesn't care... and he's such a fucking gentleman all evening, he always is but he's just a little extra sweet ..... then when you get home and go to the bedroom to get changed and take your makeup off you see that he's scattered rose petals all over the room and bed.... and there's candles all over the room waiting to be lit... and a bottle of wine and some glasses ......

so you go to get changed and you grab his favorite lingerie of yours to put it on for him.... when you come out he's still in his suit, he's going around lighting the candles but he looks up when the door opens and he smiles soooo big when he sees you.... he comes over slowly and puts his hands on your hips, pulling you to stand against him when he says "I love this" and you smile saying "i know you do" and then he's walking you over to the bed.... you're stepping through the rose petals and the room is only lit by candles and you say "this is very romantic" and he just says "only the best for my gorgeous girl" and pushes you to lay on the bed.... he says "want you to get comfortable, I'm going to take my time with you" and you're blushing so hard because you know he's about to be absolutely feral and depraved with you... you're getting settled on the pillows and he starts undoing his tie 😵‍💫 he starts going for his shirt too but you say "no wait..." and he looks at you with his eyebrows raised, you say "leave it on" and he smirks so big.... he says "oh yeah? like seeing me in my fancy suit?" and you nod, your voice is shaking a little from how tense the room is but you say "you look... expensive" and he's so smug seeing how turned on you are 😵‍💫 he steps closer and says "alright then, anything for my girl hm?" and you nod... he smiles nudging his nose against yours and says "you're spoiled, you know that?" and you nod again, trying to kiss him but he moves juuuuust enough every time 😵‍💫 finally you whine and he smirks saying "see, spoiled" but he leans closer and finally kisses you

😵‍💫his hands are on your thighs, rubbing up and down slowly while you kiss and he's teasing just enough to drive you crazy 😵‍💫 finally you turn your head to break the kiss and say "can you please just- please?" and he doesn't even respond, he's making his way down your neck with open mouth kisses leaving love bites every so often 😵‍💫after a few minutes you whine "harry, please" and try to move your hips up against his but he just grips your sides to keep you still 😵‍💫 he says "not yet, pretty girl, I told you we're going slow and that's exactly what we're doing" and you're getting soooo worked up so you huff and say "we can go slow later I just need you now" but he smirks saying "so impatient... that's too bad, we're doing what i say tonight" and all you can do is whine 😵‍💫 he kisses all over your tummy and hips, being so gentle and teasing when all you want is for him to touch you 😵‍💫 finally he has you lift your hips so he can pull your panties off and you think he's finally going to give you what you want, but he's not done yet 😵‍💫 at first he's just looking, his face is so close you can feel his breath against you when he says "you're so wet, I've barely even touched you baby" knowing soooo well that he's been driving you insane for the last half hour 😵‍💫 all you can do is whine and lift your hips, but he just ignores you and moves down to kiss his way up your leg 😵‍💫

he starts at your knee and kisses soooo soft and slow all the way up, when he's at your inner thigh he's so close you can feel his breath again but then he moves, he skims his nose down your other leg and starts kissing back up again 😵‍💫 by now your chest is heaving, you can barely think and he hasn't even properly touched you yet 😵‍💫 when he's back at your inner thigh you're expecting him to move away again but his hands skim up and he uses his thumbs to spread you open so he can look 😵‍💫 he's smirking so big at how wet you are and how swollen everything looks from all the teasing and he's a little bit mean so he leans closer and blows a stream of cold air on you 😵‍💫

you jump and whine "please, please no more i need-" and he doesn't even let you finish your sentence before he leans in and licks you 😵‍💫 you let out the loudest moan he thinks he's ever heard from you and you can feel him smile against you 😵‍💫 he would love to keep his hands there because he likes having you all spread open for him but you're moving so much from how intense it all is so has to bring his hands back to your sides and hold you still 😵‍💫 he makes up for it by burying his face deeper and really going for it 😵‍💫 you're basically crying above him from how good it feels and he is not giving you any time to take a breath 😵‍💫 soon you're almost trying to squirm away because it's so intense but he is nowhere near done with you so he lays one of his arms across your pelvis to keep you still and the extra weight pressure right where it's sensitive makes you so 😵‍💫 and that has you crying out even more 😵‍💫 one of your hands comes down to clutch at his hair and he feels you pulling him closer but he does not mind one bit 😵‍💫 soon you're gasping that you're close and he doesn't make any sign that he heard you, but he sucks on your clit a little harder and you know he's trying his best to make you cum, hard 😵‍💫 you barely even have time to warn him before you're cumming all over his face, letting out the prettiest noises for him bc it's so so good 😵‍💫 you can feel how sticky you are down there and he's cleaning you up with his tongue, it's so sensitive it almost hurts but he's being gentle 😵‍💫 soon though you have to pull him say bc it's too much and he flops on his back next to you, you're both breathing heavy and you're feeling better than you have in a loooong time 😵‍💫 then he reaches over to the side table and grabs the bottle of wine, he pours you a glass and says "happy Valentine's day" 😵‍💫 all you can do is nod and take little sips while he holds the cup, but by the look in his eye you can tell that the night is far from over 😵‍💫

harry coming home to you when you're sad 😔 he texts you when he's heading home from work and you don't answer so he figures you're napping or something, then he gets home and sees you're in his bed all bundled up in the covers and he figures you must have been really tired so he's moving around soooo quietly trying not to wake you 😔 then he's getting into bed to lay with you for a little while and he moves to brush some hair out of your face when he feels how warm your face is and a little bit of wetness on your face so he's sitting up to look at you and he says "what's the matter baby? are you crying?" and his voice is so soft and worried 😔 you nod and say "I'm sorry, i just had a really bad day" and he's immediately wrapping his arms around you saying "hey, hey, you don't need to be sorry... I'm just worried about you, just want to help you feel better" and you're crying harder bc he's so good to you 😔 he holds you so close, stroking your hair and rocking you a little bit to help you calm down 😔 he would say "you can tell me about it, if you want" and you shake your head, he murmurs "that's okay" and he holds you until you're ready for him to let go 😔

just had a thought and it hurt my own feelings... angel would rub asters back for him 😭 he's hunched over all day working on tattoos or drawings and when he stands up she sees him stretch and she notices how pinched up his face gets and she knows he must be sore 😔 so one day when he's working on a drawing she comes over and just starts massaging his back for him, soon he drops the pencil and lays his head down on his desk letting out a little sigh and saying "that feels nice" while she works 😔 sometimes he lets out a little gasp when something is tender and she gets nervous and stops touching him but he says "no it's okay, just sensitive there but it feels good" so she keeps going 😔 soon he's almost asleep and she's so happy she can help him feel just a little bit better 😔🤕

Harry would always be able to tell when you're not doing well 😔he notices how you're more tired, or not eating the same, or your room gets really messy, and he just knows you're not okay even if you haven't said anything 😔 he makes it clear that he's there for you, whatever you need, and he wants to do whatever he can to help you feel better 😔 whether that's cleaning up around the house while you're sleeping or making meals for you or just holding you and letting you talk or cry, he's there for whatever you need 😔

the thought of him saying pussy makes me want to throw myself off a cliff like ......... spreading you open with his thumbs saying "just want to look at your pretty little pussy" "she's so wet for me hm? no wonder why you've been whining for me" "just want to give her some kisses, be sweet and hold still for me" I'm screaming moaning wailing in pain 🤕

I think aster leaves his lip ring in when he .... goes down on her bc she likes how it feels 🤕 but then sometimes he wants to be a little rough and he's worried it will hurt her so he takes it out and she immediately is all 😶 bc whenever the lip ring comes out she knows she's about to get her shit rocked 🤕sometimes he'll even get all smirky and make her take it out for him 🤭🤕

#harry styles x reader #harry styles x you #harry styles/reader #harry styles/you #harry styles fanfiction #harry styles #harry concept #harry styles blurb #harry styles x y/n #harry styles imagine

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i was talking to my bf yesterday about my dog's littermates, and saying that while they're now going through a difficult phase petra has already had her difficult phase and now she's the perfect dog. and he was teasing me about it, saying i'm biased, etc. but i said she's the perfect dog for me, and that's all that matters. she doesn't have to be the perfect dog for anyone else.

she's the most stubborn and pernickety creature i've ever met. she follows me everywhere, to the point where my parents call her my shadow. she is demanding and bouncy and her favourite place to sit is inevitably on your shoulder. but she's so funny, so sweet, so loving. in the morning she will burrow under the blankets and curl up against my chest; after a walk in the rain i wrap her in a fleece and she falls asleep. she is sharp and clever, and so so fast. people ask me (on her good days) if i trained her myself or if a professional did, and i have the joy of responding that it was me, alone, and yes, she is my first dog, and yes, a working cocker spaniel was a bold choice for one.

i have cried over her, tears of frustration and fear that i'd do the wrong thing, that i'd ruin such a perfect innocent animal, that i'd blot the canvas. people do. but she taught me that these things have to come one step at a time, that some circumstances are out of our control and that better days will soon arrive. she has shown me how to enjoy the world again, in a way i had long forgotten, for it is hard not to appreciate the fresh air and crisp wind when she dances at the mere prospect of tasting it. she is hasty, and impulsive, and somehow always muddy, but to me she is utterly perfect, in the imperfect way we all are. perfection is not clear glass; rather, it is a mismatched mosaic of everything that makes us.

my dog is beautifully and perfectly flawed. just like us all.

#personal #it's nice bc like. i feel so constantly insecure about my tiniest faults and like i have to constantly be working towards self-improvement #and this undefined goal of being someone somehow supportive yet assertive who knows their boundaries but never talks about themselves etc #(ty instagram psychologists you have ruined us all)#but like. sometimes my friends talk about one thing for too long and it's a little bit boring and u know i love them anyway #so why do i assume they wouldn't grant me the same understanding #anyway. my dog is a pain in the ass sometimes but she's my pain in the ass n i love her and she's really good for me #i have dropped off most social media but it's because i'm happier than i've been in many years #things aren't perfect but they're real nice and i am enjoying it

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ruinedbylanadelrey · 5 months

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the morning after debrief: (personal life below cut):

last night i went out with my best friend (let's call her Ken) and our friend. I was sitting in my bed planning out KYH and Lovestruck, being a diligent writer then my friend Star (that's what i'll call her) calls me at 6pm, telling me how she just got dumped by her ugly (now ex) bf. I was like oh hell no, we are going out!! The groupchat is formed. this is whole new group to go out with. so i get ready and start think about how my ex boyfriend hasn't texted me since tuesday. last night was to make our 3 ex boyfriends jealous. I go pick up drinks to pregame and still thinking about my ex (naming him Jay). i get to Star's apartment before Ken got there. me and star update each other since it's been months since we hungout. i tell her about Jay, like everything about our history, updated her how i slept with my friend and i'm kinda in the talking stage with a guy in an open relationship. she tells me everything with he ugly bf, and how she's making her new roster of hoes. Ken gets there and she's really excited to go out. I declare we all need pictures because oh my god we are so hot. I was the first one to go and my pics came out so good. (here they are, shameless insta-promo). i can't shut tf up about Jay and how much i wanted to see him again. everyone telling me to just text him. and i always deny that anyone wants to see me

we get an uber to the first club, it was dead for a friday night, Ken goes home because she had work in the morning. Star and I go to another bar, I am drunk at this point and so is star. we order a round of drinks. then the bartenders start pouring shots into people's mouths, i do the shot. and then they brought out champagne and started pouring it into my mouth, it was actually reallly good. star and i are talking about boys and then show her Jay and our texts. She takes my phone and sends a text for me. Now even a second goes by and he says "just got home you should head over" i look at star and show her the texts. and she's like oh we getting you over there. i start to sober myself up in the bathroom, and drinking a vitamin water. we get an uber back the apartment and star is texting one of her hoes to come over, i freshened up before heading downtown to Jay's.

i show up at his door, knock, the door swings open to him. we both say 'hey', he pulls me through the door and pushes me against the wall as soon as i stepped through the threshold. it was so hungry and oh my goddddd i swore that i was getting drunk again but off of him. he smells soooo goood, and he's a personal trainer ;) so he picks me up and takes me to his room. he sets me on the bed, and just looks at me. I could feel myself blush. "are you instagram posts about me?" jay was smirking, still just raking his eyes over my body. i panic for a sec and quickly lie and say that i'm just hopeless romantic and i just like love. he buys it for now. we have sex, both of us tired and talk until we fall asleep.

he helds me in his arms the whole night, i laid there for about 2 hours and just looked at his face, remembering how he used to look when we were younger. i get hit with feelings that i am trying to suppress, because i'm trying to be causal with him. trying not to scare him away. i fall sleep eventually, listening to him breath and snore just a little. he's pulling me in closer anytime he moves in his sleep.

i wake up to him kissing my neck, and caressing my legs. no words spoken when we both start making out and having a good session of morning sex, we lay in bed for hours just talking, i think my favorite conversation we had was talking about sleeping with friends exes. he was like "techincally that what we are doing," refering to my two exboyfriends that he was friends with, and how he's two of my friends ex's too. then i said "well and we are two exes seeing each other", i tell him how my friends know about him, he was like "you talk about me?" with a smile on his face, and then having sex until we both had to get ready for our days. I had to go home and get ready to see my friends for a debrief. he had to go visit his dad and go workout.

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girltomboy · 11 months

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I had a dream about my best friend this morning as I was falling back asleep after waking up cold and pulling an extra blanket over myself. We were on a bus, I was genuinely just happy to see her and hang out with her again. She was telling me about the fact that she has "7 bus tickets" (because of all the extra years she spent in college) and we just laughed about that. Idk where we were going, we were both dressed in winter clothes and it was daytime, sunny outside. We chatted and laughed randomly, don't remember much else from the dream, but I remember her presence in it. I feel awful because of our disintegrating friendship, and I wish I could mend it somehow. My bf was telling me yesterday that I should hit her up and talk to her about summer plans, maybe she'll join us at the beach, but I'm not optimistic about that. And he was like "just talk to her, she's your best friend" but the reality is I don't really think that's true anymore. And idk if she sees me as her best friend either, I'm not even fully sure she ever did. Probably, I mean I can't claim to know for sure. But it cut deep when he said that and I realized he might be wrong.

Also, the last time we went to the beach as a group I could not for the life of me pull her out of the mood where she just wanted to get stoned, sit in the shade and listen to music on the bench outside our housing, not even on the beach. She was silent and in her own head a lot, and seemed to not really enjoy herself or have a nice time with us there. It pissed me off a little, but it also made me sad, because I knew that being there together was not an everyday (or every year, for that matter) opportunity, and being at the beach with her had been my literal dream ever since we had become friends. I don't think it would be the same this year. We are all very different from the last time. I would try to talk to her more now, spend more time with her and do stuff together. I really want us all to go again, but sometimes it feels like some of us are pulling our friendship in a different direction than others.

#yeah sadly i feel sometimes we are making a ton of group efforts to hang out with some friends that are just not #that into the idea of making plans with us #so yeah. we might have to have a group talk for this bc idk how to approach this topic

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deepestkoaladonut · 11 months

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Today, I learned an important lesson in my life, and i could say that i learned it the hard way...

I have a boyfriend who is working as a Personal Fitness Trainer now. I have been very supportive of him with his career, making sure that whatever he needs that i can give, i will give. I honestly thought that i would continue to show him 💯 of my support. But recently, I have been struggling to give that 💯, especially when he was starting as an intern, because i have thought and experienced it first hand how he will train other people plus the thought that he will be surrounded by people who perhaps have better body shape than me. I am not the type to be insecure, in fact i would say that i am most of the time overconfident about myself. Going back... I cannot help but think of all those things. I noticed how he slowly lost time for me, and struggled to make time for me because whenever he tried, he would often just fall asleep. It was so much of a big deal to me whenever it happens because it would often remind me how I've been taken for granted in the past. I would wait and wait for him, understand him, and wait for him again, not knowing that he's becoming more comfortable with the changes that are happening in our relationship. He used to be so excited to go home to come and see me, but then he started to change. Whenever he has an opportunity to rest and not work, i would wait for him to say that he will spend it with me like he used to, but he didn't. I actually perceived that he liked the company of those at work with him more than me and whenever he would say otherwise, i wouldn't believe him. I tried to keep to myself whatever i was feeling because i never wanted to stop him from doing something he enjoys to do. But i was a human after all, whenever i'm hurt, sad, angry, happy or what, my actions would say it all, no matter how much i try to hide what i feel it would show. So the confrontation came, it didn't go well at first but fortunately, it ended well. We say we would make it work, he promised to be better and not make me feel that i was being left behind and i trusted him. We became okay. But just like all other relationships, we still argue from time to time, and just recently, something i never wanted happened.

He had a client, a girl. I didn't care much at first but because of his stories, i started to become curious with her. I stalked her and found out that she may be looking for a special someone as per her friend. I also noticed the way she talks to my boyfriend, which did not sit well with me because the vibe she gives was really different with the vibe that his other girl clients give. Just recently, something happened that i instantly regretted happening because it tainted my faith in Christ. A cursing word came out from me and i hated that it did because i was so mad at what she did that i wasn't able to think about it much. Not that i regret showing her boundaries as a client, but i regretted the way i showed it to her because it was under how i handle things, and it is not what is expected of me as a Christian. And i hated my bf because i've been telling him to handle her and show her boundaries because i am not really in the position to do so, since she was a client to him. I also hate myself because of how i felt that caused all of these, I am a Christian so more is expected of me and I feel ashamed to God for bringing shame to his name.

Right now, i don't really know what to say so silence is the only thing i could give. Hopefully, i would be for the rest of my life so i wouldn't complicate everything around me. Care less, and shut up... I also realized that it is not my job to do something to make other people know that he has me, it was his job to do that since it was his relationship with other people and not mine. What i can do is to kneel it all to God, pray, and let the will of the Lord take charge just as what Maxine Magalona said in an interview.

Help me please...

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twentyseventhofdecember-blog · 2 years

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I am numb and empty. For days now. I start fights with the people I love and end up crying as soon as someone states their ✨negative✨ opinion about me, literally over nothing. People could be like „hey I didnt like when …“ and Id have a 3hour mental breakdown.

I had a fight with my ex bf, although we were great friends, but he handled me as if I were a raw egg and told me he was thinking about a girl and a relationship and about how he didnt want to break my heart etc as I was still thinking about him romantically. So I told him about the boys I entertained myself with. It obviously wasnt about the sex, but about finding someone I was sure to marry as all my friends have. Disappointments all around. But he didnt need to know that.

I also fought with my best friend of 16 years. We never fought. I fought with my dad and mom and grandma over some silly car service stuff.

I ended up crying for over 4 hours. I dont feel like myself since I lost feelings for V.

I kinda cheated on him with a doctor. Kind of were broken up. Its complicated.

I met S. he isnt any good but kind and sweet. And J, who I kind of broke up with this morning cause he couldnt take a no and was a walking red flag.

I look like hell and went to my parents when my dad told me I was being stupid because I waited for car service for so long. Hes right but he never understood that I never got to save any money. Also I went to my parents to talk to my mom after calling her ugly crying the other day because I feel like my life is falling apart.

I used to never fight, I used to love my job, I used to barely drink. Everything went down the drain.

I rarely eat anymore. I hate everything.

Maybe what I do today eg fighting/fucking/drinking is to feel kind of normal.

Mom said she thinks Im depressed. Whenever I said no she started to explain how I as a teenager never got out of bed, stayed asleep the whole weekend, reminded me of my self hrmimg etc. Shes totally right. Im worse than ever.

Tomorrw shes coming over to discuss this. Im scared for life.

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yesimwriting · 3 years

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Hello! Your Nikolai fic tranquility is so beautiful! Can you write more for Nikolai? Maybe the opposite with reader having a nightmare? Or whatever you want just please give me more! If you have a tagging list I'd love to be included btw :)

A/n hii!! first off,, thank you! i was a little nervous about writing him for the first time,, but i love him so much (even though i love a good villain/morally grey character in love i think nikolai would probably make the least toxic bf in the grishaverse lol)

you gave me a little too much freedom here lol bc i have so many ideas for him!! lowkey might need to give him a longer fic/series soon when i catch up with requests!! WOW THIS FIC IS SO LONG AND FOR WHAT

Summary: Reader is a handmaid who has grown up assisting Nikolai. Through the years, the two have developed a special relationship that most definitely breaks royal protocol--they’re best friends and rivals on a good day, and dangerously close to being something more the second either of them is remotely upset or extremely happy. Learning about the fact that Nikolai was almost engaged to Alina (a good friend of yours) and being reminded of the fact that as royalty Nikolai has many prospects (both serious women worthy of his title and women only suitable for trysts meant to relieve tension) has you both realizing something you should have years ago.

Word count: 31210

Warnings: disclaimer--may not be the most cannon thing ever,, but i wanted the ‘child of the help competes and falls in love with the child of royalty’ energy okay?? Lol

I could do a whole blurb series with this dynamic nikolai x reader,, like just stories of them growing up together and randomly realizing they might like each other romantically?? I probably shouldn’t rn but i ADORE this trope.

The perfection of the room is disappointing. Idle hands, idle thoughts--so I work to smooth out a perfect duvet. Still, the thoughts come--aggressive and unavoidable. It’s silly, maybe even sad, to feel possessive over something that’s never been yours, something that could never be yours, but the harder I fight off the feeling the stronger it grows. Jealousy is a weed growing quickly in my chest, vile roots planted firmly in my heart.

Normally my favorite part of the day would be waiting for Nikolai to return to his room in the palace after dinner and his evening duties. He’s always a bit softer in the evenings, during my last check-in of the day. I’m normally thrilled to be done organizing his room early because that means the second he arrives there will be no distraction. Most evenings, he’ll find me perched in the seat by his bed, reading. He’ll mock-scold me for daring to defy his orders and reading ahead from the book we both take turns reading aloud from each night. He then warns me that I better react exactly the way I did when I first read it or else. That threat is always followed by a gentle laugh.

Tonight I’m in no mood for our nightly banter or even our nightly reading. My mother had warned me of the dangers of getting too comfortable with the royal family. I should have heeded that warning when she first gave it to me, the morning she found Nikolai and I fast asleep on a couch in the library as children. The palace likes to bring up the children of the staff by training them to attend to the next generation of royals. It makes the staff more efficient, a lifetime of knowing what someone wants makes you better for them. It also creates some level of connection, making betrayal a little less likely. Nikolai and I might have taken it farther than most. But now I want a reminder of the way we’re supposed to be--maybe if I detach now the bleeding of my heart won’t kill me. That has to remain secret, because if I explain it to Nikolai something in me will break. The one line between us will be crossed.

This will be the sixth secret I’ve kept from Nikolai in my entire life.

The secrets:

I don’t know why I was picked for Nikolai. I wasn’t particularly skilled, but still, the day came when my mother was told that I now worked directly for the Lantsov boy. It’s an honor, a true one, but my mother had been a little nervous. To whom much is given, much is expected--and I detested Nikolai. Not for being a prince, but for being a prince who thought girls couldn’t race or fight.

The day my mother came looking for me because I never showed up for dinner and she found Nikolai and I attempting to fight in the way only a ten-year-old girl and eleven-year-old boy would, she had looked truly mortified. Nikolai had only laughed, either oblivious to my mother’s embarrassment or uncaring about it. He had then hugged me--an expression of care that had left me reeling. I saw him more as a rival than someone to tend to, but in that moment I saw him as a friend. Even more so when he told me he didn’t want me to go yet and that he was upset that so much of the day had been wasted by studies that kept him with boring people and away from me. And then he invited me to his lessons--my mother was quick to attempt to decline politely, but the desires of a prince at any age outweigh that of a mother.

After that, everyone kind of just stopped trying to remind us of our propriety. The tutor at first was concerned about my presence, but Nikolai remained stubborn. I wasn’t a big enough deal to cause an argument, so I began to attend lessons with him almost every day, only staying away when my mother needed aid with laundry or cleaning. His parents must have been somewhat aware of our friendship, but they must have been oblivious to our closeness because it was never mentioned.

My mother’s worry began to ease, she’d even started to take some pride when I’d come to our room proudly proclaiming that I scored two marks higher than Nikolai. She did, however, warn that it might be more tactful to let him score higher.

The comment was casual, just a suggestion, but it left me feeling wrong. It was the first time since we met that I had thought about our different statuses. I didn’t tell him--and that was the first secret I ever kept from him.

As we grew, we traded physical competition for academic rivalry, trying to best each other in both lessons and games of strategy like chess and cards. But with growing comes responsibility. Nikolai started to have obligations that were meant to be private. I couldn’t follow him at all times. But he’d always come back from locked door meetings grinning like he carried schoolyard gossip instead of government secrets. He shared everything with me, even when I playfully warned against it.

He’d always step closer when I teased that perhaps he shouldn’t tell me everything. And then he’d say, “If I can’t trust you, then I can’t trust anyone--and I don’t want to live in a world like that.” Often, he’d give my hand a light squeeze before moving on like he had not said anything intimate.

On a day in which Nikolai was in one of those meetings, I became a woman. When I first saw the blood, I had been horrified--but my mother was quick to explain that it was natural. She said that I was now a woman, a wonderful thing, really--but a thing that came with obligations. She told me that I could no longer have the impromptu ‘sleepovers’ with Nikolai unless he ordered it. I told her he’s never ordered me to do anything for him.

She didn’t ease, something in her had started to become nervous again. My mother had recently started to act the way she did when Nikolai and I first became friends. I didn’t want to fall asleep in Nikolai’s bed while I was bleeding, but I didn’t want to never have another sleepover with him again. Especially not when she refused to explain why being a woman changed so much.

I had decided to avoid Nikolai as much as possible until the sting of my mother’s new rule faded. Unfortunately, that night Nikolai was extra talkative--excited as he insisted I stay for a little longer. Soon, I found his familiar good naturedness melting away my nerves and before I knew it I was laughing in the middle of the night. When my eyelids started to feel heavy, I had moved from the chair, ready to head back to my room.

Nikolai had looked at me oddly before he asked why would I leave so late when it would be easier for me to just sleepover? It was an innocent question, he did not know about my change and I had wanted to keep it that way.

I tried playing coy, but Nikolai has always had a talent for getting around my better judgement. I don’t recall exactly how it happened, but I remember him standing in front of me. It was the first time I noticed how much had actually changed over the years--he was now taller than me for the first time in his life. His hair had started to grow a little longer, golden and soft-looking--and his face seemed much more angular. But he had not lost his boyish charm.

“Y/n?” My name fell softly from his lips, and that was the first time I had ever noted the fullness of them. I didn’t understand why I considered that something worth noting. “Did I do something to make you mad at me?”

Perhaps I had been a little curt--nerves and hormones had left me not feeling like myself. I didn’t tell him about the bleeding, I couldn’t. That became the second secret I kept from him--but I did tell him that my mother had told me I was a woman now, and that women can’t have sleepovers. Not with those of the opposite gender. I made no effort to hide my confusion because I expected him to be as perplexed as I was. But he was not confused--in fact, he had the audacity to laugh. My face flushed, but I did not know why.

“Why is that funny?” Maybe he thought I was still too much of a child to be considered a woman. I assumed it a fair assumption, I had not grown the way he had--my shoulders had not become sturdier and I had not become particularly broader. Still, I would rather melt into the floor than tell him about the reason my mother now considered me a woman. “My mother did say that, and I don’t know what being a ‘woman’ has to do with staying in your room at night.” Something strange had crossed over his features then, something much more brooding than I was used to.

I had blinked at him as unexplained nerves pooled in my stomach. Perhaps that look would have been enough to keep me silent if he had managed to not grin. That self-assured grin that had always challenged me. “Well since you know everything about my mother now, maybe you can tell me why she’s been acting strange. She’s starting to act the way she did when we first became friends.” I expected him to at least pretend to be worried. Perhaps his parents had spoken to her and had mentioned wanting our friendship to end. But his grin had only grown. Pride left me angry. “She did say that I could stay if you ordered it--but I’m glad you’ve never ordered me to do anything, so I can leave right now because you’re acting as odd as her. I don’t understand what you could find funny about our friendship ending.”

He had stopped me from storming out of his room by placing one hand on the wall between me and the door. “Y/n, don’t be cross--I’ll explain it all, I promise.” Angry pride made me want to storm away from him, but curiosity and something unknown and warm kept me in place. “Do you remember when we read the play about the rival families, how the two main characters had kissed?”

I remembered that part of the play especially well. The concept of kissing so casually, outside of marriage, had been jarring to me. “Yes.”

“Now that we’re older, your mother must be worried that we might do that.” He paused before leaning against the arm he placed on the wall to keep me from leaving a little more. “Kiss.”

The clarification was not needed--in that brief pause, I had allowed myself to imagine no distance between our lips. Something in me burned with embarrassment when I realized that some part of me found the thought appealing. The only thing I wanted in that moment was assurance that Nikolai would never know I felt that. That was my third secret, and the weight of it was heavy against my chest.

Still, though, all of my confusion had not yet left. “Is there much harm in a kiss?”

The question had left an odd smile on his lips. “There’s potential harm in what it could lead to for the woman, but not so much for the man.” He exhaled slowly as my face tensed. He could always read me too well because he was quick to add, “What it could lead to isn’t a bad thing, it’s meant to be pleasurable, but it’s serious.” I did not understand, but a part of me was starting to grow okay with that. Nikolai’s voice had started to become lower than ever, and his gaze remained tense. Perhaps if I accepted the confusion for now, things could go back to normal. If the conversation ended, I could stop thinking of his lips and his hands and what it would mean for them to touch me. “It’s considered a vice, like drinking or gambling.” The additional comment helped more than it should have. A vice--not scary and not painful, but not something to indulge in. That’s enough explanation for now. “If you want to know, I won’t deny you.”

I appreciated the offer tremendously. The vice that comes after kissing is clearly something that’s been intentionally kept from me. It’s something he was privy to that I was not, and he offered it to me like so much else. But if knowledge that my mother feared us kissing made me think of his lips, then I doubted I could handle knowing what comes after kissing.

“I’ll let you know when I want to know, but I appreciate the offer.” It felt like a fair response. His snarky grin came back immediately. Irritation rooted itself in my stomach. I hated not knowing more than him for once, but I still had one question I could not relinquish. “But what does that vice have to do with orders?”

At that, his smugness faltered. “It’s not unheard of, for princes and handmaids--for a prince to obligate a handmaid in order to fulfill his vice. Though many handmaids fill the vice of their own will for benefits.

The explanation left him like a confession. I didn’t understand his hesitance--it’s not like he’d ever make me do anything I didn’t want to do. Even when I worked, he was hesitant to ask me to go out of my way to bring him a glass of water. And I couldn’t imagine gaining anything from offering Nikolai something I didn’t really understand. I wasn’t naive to the fact that my life had more privileges than many palace servants. “Oh.”

His eyes hardened. “You know I’d never--”

“I know.” It was finally easy to smile again. “I never thought otherwise.” Something in him seemed to ease at that, his eyes went from hard to warm in less than a second.

I had no more questions for him and I was also no longer a flight risk, but Nikolai did not move. He did not step back to create a more appropriate distance and he did not drop his arm. His gaze, however, did move--dropping downwards, and slightly away from my eyes. I did the same, my eyes falling to his lips.

The silence between us began to make me feel like something in me was in danger of overflowing. “Then I guess my mother is once again worrying for no reason.” Strangely, I did not feel the need to feel embarrassed about staring at his lips. “Because I would never particularly want to kiss you, Nikolai Lantsov.”

The comment was meant to be teasing, a joke to clear away unknown tension. I should have known better than to challenge his pride because he instinctually moved his hand off the wall and beneath my chin. I did not flinch when he tilted my head upwards slightly with his fingers. “I could get you to want to kiss me if I wanted to.”

Three secrets in one night. I did not think I could bear a fourth one. “Hm…” The ground we treaded on felt unstable, but something in me trusted Nikolai to not let me falter. “I should--I should go before I give my mother anymore cause to worry.”

His fingers had brushed down my chin easily as he dropped his hand. “I’ll see you tomorrow morning.”

And that he did. The days passed without mention of the last time he asked me to sleepover. It was as if nothing had changed except now I found myself noting things I most definitely did not want to note. These didn’t feel like individual secrets because it felt easy to group each admirational thought into one secret. Soon, that became my new normal--easy banter, easy touches of hands, and easy yet silent admirations of his beauty.

I never wandered too hard about what the vice that kissing can lead to entailed. I didn't particularly want to know, but knowing that I could ask Nikolai at any time brought a sense of security to me. But besides that, I never thought of that conversation until the day I was asked to look for Nikolai because he was late for dinner.

That in itself was odd, most of the time when Nikolai was late it was because he was with you. I checked his room, two other rooms he was known to frequent, and then finally the library. First, I noticed a handmaid two years older than me. I was finally at an age when one begins to compare their beauty to those around them, and I recognized the girl as gorgeous. She was better endowed than me, physically, and she always seemed fun. And then I noticed Nikolai, standing closer to her than I’ve ever seen him stand to anyone. His expression was serious as the girl giggled.

Nikolai’s expression shifted from tense to shocked when he saw me. “Y/n.”

It took me a moment longer than it should have to realize what I had interrupted. Guilt and jealousy were quick to twist in my stomach. “Dinner--your parents sent me to look for you.”

He was quick to walk around the girl, who was quick to glare at me. I attempted to disappear down the hall after mumbling a quick apology, but Nikolai was faster than me.

“Y/n,” he did not hesitate to grab my wrist.

It shouldn’t have irked me the way it did, after all, neither of us had ever really hesitated to touch each other. I had always reached for him when I wanted him, and he had done the same. But the thought of the same hands that touched the most beautiful girl I had ever seen on me left me bitter in a way I didn’t understand.

Still, I pushed through all of that. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to interrupt anything, your mother asked me to look for you because she assumed you’d be with me when you were late to dinner. I didn’t think that there’d be--”

“You didn’t interrupt anything.” The words came out flat as his eyes took on the same quality they did the night he explained my mother’s concern to me. “Valaria wishes there was something to interrupt, but there wasn’t.”

Oh. I refused to let the correction inflate me. “Would you like me to not come to your room tonight?”

The offer felt awkward to make. “No,” the answer came quickly, “In fact, go there now--I want to see you right after dinner. I’ve missed you today.” The instruction left my face feeling warm. “We could read an extra chapter of our book if you’d like.”

Despite myself, I grinned. “Yes.”

“Looking forward to it.”

True to his word, Nikolai was quick to return to his room. He had come back to me eagerly, going out of his way to squeeze my shoulder as he entered the room.

I opened the book to the chapter we had left off on, but before I could start reading, Nikolai stopped me. “Sit next to me?”

The question came softly. It had been some time since we sat next to each other on his bed. Still, I moved off of the chair and to his bed. Something in me longed for the familiar closeness of childhood. I allowed him to play with my fingers as I read.

“You know you could take one night off from me if you wanted to.” The admission left me softly, part of unsure if he was still paying attention to my words. “She was pretty, it wouldn’t have hurt my feelings if you told me you wanted me to not come tonight.”

Nikolai exhaled easily, squeezing my fingers once. “I said I wanted to see you and I meant it.”

It took all of my energy to push past the way his words made my stomach leap. “In general, if you ever--”

Nikolai cut me off by laying his head on my lap the way he used to. “I don’t want to talk about this anymore.” It was the first time in years that he spoke to me in a way that acknowledged his authority. “Keep reading please.”

And that was the last time we had ever mentioned other handmaids in that context. The fifth secret I ever kept from him was the way I worried that one day that would change.

The door creaks open while I’m in the middle of fluffing an already pristine pillow. Nikolai steps into the room, but I continue to work.

“Darling,” he breathes too easily, “Today has been painful.” I straighten, looking at him as casually as I can manage. “And now I have to deal with you being mad at me.”

Damn him and his ability to read me with one look. “I’m not mad.”

“You know you can’t lie to me,” he sighs, stepping forward, “We’ve known each other too long for that.”

I press my lips together, irrational anger pushing itself into me at an odd angle. “We’ve also known each other too long to keep secrets.”

His eyebrows draw together, a look so quizzical I’m reminded of our schooling days. “What secrets have I kept from you?”

Mentioning that had been a mistake. I exhale as flatly as possible. “I shouldn’t have mentioned it.” My dismissal only has Nikolai’s expression hardening. I drop my gaze. “Unless you need something, I’m retiring my services for the evening.”

I take a reluctant step towards the door, eyes attached to the floor. “Y/n,” his voice is gentle. “What is it?”

“It’s nothing, I’m just tired.” Please let that be at least somewhat believable. “I’m sure I’ll feel more like myself in the morning.” I take another step, a little more assured. Nikolai’s hand is on my shoulder before I can escape. “Nikolai--”

“Y/n,” his voice is that of velvet, “I can’t have you be mad at me. Not now.”

Sighing, I meet his gaze. The tiredness I see behind his eyes is almost enough to chase away my nerve. What I’d give to be able to melt into our familiar routine. “Then you should have told me you were almost engaged to a literal Saint--the same literal Saint who’s one of my closest friends.”

Nikolai’s expression shifts as his hand drops from my shoulder slowly, fingers brushing down my arm before he finally intertwines our fingers. I bite my tongue to avoid squeezing his hand, but I don’t move to separate us either. He studies me silently, eyebrows drawn together. The longer he stares, the more whatever turmoil he’s experiencing seems to dissipate. After a minute of silence, I can read his expression perfectly. His lips are pressed together in that coy way--the way he only looks when he’s suppressing a smile.

I loathe him for it. “Nikolai Lantsov, don’t you dare laugh--not after what you did. Do you have any idea what it felt like to have Alina casually mention the fact that you almost married her casually? Like that was common knowledge to everyone but me?”

My words break away the last of his self control. He grins, flashing his annoyingly perfect teeth. “Do you have any idea what it feels like for me to want nothing more than to see you and then you let me believe something may actually be wrong when the only issue is your jealousy?”

The amusement in his tone is like poison to me. I find the strength to jerk my hand away from him. “I am not jealous.” He laughs; I am further enraged. “I am not.” The genuineness of my anger must finally register on some level, because he tries to suppress his smile. “I have every right to be mad at my best friend for not telling me that he was almost married.”

“We didn’t exactly come close,” he manages, expression still much too light for my taste. “I’m glad for Alina’s sake, I’m not sure being a Saint would be enough to protect her.”

He is infuriating. “I’m not sure anything you have will be enough to protect you.”

Something in his gaze shifts, softening the tilt of his mouth. “I don’t doubt that.”

I don’t know what I expected from him--but not this. I thought he’d be at least somewhat apologetic. “You should have told me.”

“I would have if I felt it was significant.”

“I’m your best friend--your marriage is significant to me. And even though it’s not like you’re engaged to her right now, you should have told me. You know I talk to Alina all the time.”

He sighs once, a hint of apology threatening to ghost over his eyes. “If I knew not knowing would have upset you so much I would have told you. I was--I was just so excited to be around you again I didn’t see much relevance in anything that didn’t involve you.”

The intensity that Nikolai regards me with is enough to wither all of my fury. But without my anger, I am left spiraling in emotion that I’ve been pushing against for years. My mother’s warning about relationships with those above us rings in my ears--sharp and headache inducing. I am still when he reaches for my hand again, but I do no allow myself to return the gentle squeeze of his fingers.

“I’m not sure much outside of you has significance.” He’s giving me a look I am familiar with. A look he often uses to chase away my anger.

Without my anger, I have nothing to keep me from melting into him, indulging in his presence fully. It’s so easy with him and I blinded myself to the danger of that. He may not be marrying Alina, but one day he will marry someone. A person worthy of his status--and what would I be left doing? Washing their laundry? Tearing up when I dusted the library and came across a book we had read together? Enough damage has already been done--I need to cut myself with this blade now in hopes of making sure I can one day recover.

He will get married one day, and nothing will be the same. And that’s a good thing--he deserves the love of a princess or queen. I want his happiness, even if it’s not with me. But some vindictive part of me hopes that some part of him will miss me. That some part of him will be dulled without me.

I’m a fool--he will remember me as the handmaid from his youth. The girl who made him laugh once or twice before he grew up. I force my hand out of his grasp. “You can’t win me over with words every time.” I need to get out of here before he says something that makes me lose all resolve. “Tomorrow morning I’ll be here to prepare you for breakfast.”

“Y/n.”

I step forward, refusing to look at him. “Goodnight.”

He sighs, his hand quick to grab my arm. Before I can question him I feel myself pulled back. I expect him to pull me just close enough so that I have to meet his gaze. He continues, pulling me sharply before placing a quick hand on my shoulder, forcing me down. My back hits his bed.

I sit up as soon as the reality of what just happened seeps into my mind. “Nikolai, what in the Saints--”

“If you’re going to act like a child, I’m going to treat you like one.”

I scoff, thoughts of escaping him put on hold by the principle of pride. Fine. I’ll beat him one last time, and then I’ll let us separate. I shove him. He laughs--of course this is funny to him. He got to keep fighting past the age of about eleven. His laughter adds to my anger, I move to shove him again, but he catches my wrist easily. I struggle against his hold, shoving him a third time with my still free hand. He pushes me slightly. That’s all it takes to unleash familiar habits.

Our small fight is hardly fair. He has all the advantage--more training, and he’s standing above me. When I finally make a move that might give me some success, Nikolai leans forward. He practically tackles me, his weight forcing me flat against the bed.

I move an arm, ready to push him off of me. Nikolai snags my wrists, holding them above my head. “This means I win.” I roll my eyes, anger returning.

“Let me go.”

He sighs tiredly, but the smugness radiating off of him is suffocating. “Admit that you were jealous.”

There are a lot of things I am willing to do for him--but never that. I cannot give him the one separation I still have. “I wasn’t.”

“Then why are you mad?”

I press my lips together. “I told you--”

“Do you really think you could lie to me?”

“You don’t know me that well.”

Nikolai moves his freehand, touching my chin as a way to ask me to look at him. I meet his gaze hesitantly. “Yes, I do, and that’s never bothered you before but it does now.”

Maybe this is a conversation better had bluntly. “It bothers me now because you’re too old to hold onto the daughter of a palace handmaid and I’m too old to pretend that our different statuses don’t matter.”

“Y/n,” he breathes, “Nothing’s changed. Status didn’t matter to me when we were children, and it doesn’t matter to me now.”

“You can afford to say things like that.”

“What good is my title if it means I can’t,” he pauses, eyes hesitant, “If I can’t keep things the same between us?”

I smile, the sadness of the look weighs on me and I can’t even see it. “Nikolai, you always knew things would change.”

“No, I--”

“You can’t tell me you think your future wife would like you having such a close relationship with a handmaid.” I press my lips together. “One day you’ll fall in love and get married and you’ll want me to leave your bedchamber as soon as dinner is over because you’ll be eager to spend time with your wife.” His gaze hardens. “And that’s not a bad thing. It’s actually a really good thi--”

The last syllable of my sentence dies in my throat. Nikolai, who must be possessed by something, leans down and presses his lips against mine. I beg myself to resist, but his gentleness is everything I’ve ever wanted. He releases my hands in favor of holding my face. That’s all it takes--my hands move without my permission, into his hair--pulling him closer to me. What am I doing? I’m insane. Placing my hands on his chest cautiously, I push just slightly. He’s quick to obey, pulling away while allowing his teeth to brush against my bottom lip.

I gape at him--taking in his now slightly swollen lips. “Nikolai.” He can’t do this to me. We’re friends. Despite the fact that I’ve loved him more than I should--we’re friends. “You’re being extremely unfair.”

He draws his eyebrows together, sitting up quickly and moving off of me. “I’m being unfair? I have spent my entire life loving y--”

I sit up, furious in a new way. “You have not!” This is the dumbest I have ever been. I move to stand, still feeling the softness of his lips against mine.

“Your tooth fell out.” The sharpness of his words forces me to still.

“What?”

I can’t bring myself to turn and look at him, but I’ve always been able to feel any heaviness he bears. The weight of it leaves little room for air in my lungs. “You were ten. I told you ‘girls couldn’t fight’ so you punched me in the face. That was the first time we ever fought--I didn’t mean to hit you in the face, but you moved. You moved and I hit you in the mouth and your last baby tooth fell out. I expected you to cry or get angry, but you just blinked at me and laughed. You were happy to lose your last baby tooth because it meant you were grown up. And then you smiled and asked me if you looked older. If anything, the gap in your smile made you look younger but I told you that you looked like a grown-up because I wanted you to keep smiling. Because your smile made me feel like I won something.” I turn on my heels, but I cannot meet his gaze. “That was the moment I fell in love with you--so don’t tell me I haven’t spent my entire life loving you.”

The weight of his words is harder to survive against than the heaviness of his feelings. “Nikolai, you know we can’t ever be together--”

“Why not?”

“Don’t act like you don’t know,” I manage, voice low, “You almost married the Sun Summoner--”

“That was political--”

“Exactly, your marriage is meant to be political, and if it happens to be out of love--which is what I hope you get, because it is what you deserve--it will be to someone of status.”

Nikolai stands, the movement is that of a king, not the boy I know. “I do not want status or to love someone else--I want you.”

“I can’t take that from you--”

“You can’t take anything from me because I’ve already given it all to you.”

I press my lips together, heart tearing for him. “I love you too much to ruin you.”

My words seem to snap something in him because his eyes darken, the way he watches me adjusting accordingly. “You can’t ruin something that’s always been yours.”

I let myself smile. At him. At his words. At the foolish hope the child in me has clung to after all of these years. I reach for him thoughtlessly, because I have the right to. Because I’ve always had the right to. He’s quick to respond, kissing me with much more security than before.

This time, he pulls away of his own regard. “You still haven’t admitted that you were jealous.”

His teasing smugness isn’t as sour to me anymore. “I wasn’t.”

Nikolai pulls me towards him easily, lips threatening to brush against me, warm breath against my face. “Are you sure, darling? You were awfully quick to claim what’s yours.”

I roll my eyes, grinning so widely I’m surprised my face doesn’t yet hurt. “You’re the one that fell for a ten-year-old girl with a bloody mouth.”

When he smiles back at me, he places a hand on my hip, pulling me forward slightly. “That I did.” He pulls me forward slightly. "Does this mean you can sleep in here again?"

"If anything, this is more reason for me to sleep in another room." He rolls his eyes, pulling me even closer. "But I won't tell if you don't."

Nikolai leans forward, pressing his lips to my forehead. "Deal."

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arvinsescape · 3 years

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Could you write a one shot where y/n has to go to a family trip, with extended family, and Tom has to go along, since he is the readers bf. And like it's him meeting her family. And then the first night, since they are sharing a room, when they are going to bed, her dad says something like "Oh I thought Tom would sleep on the couch". But her dad actually really likes Tom, and he only meant it as a joke, but Tom was too svared and ended up sleeping on the couch. And the next morning her dad is like "Oh boy, I respect you" and Tom is so happy

Thank you!!!

Gaining respect from dad.

A/N: Thank you so much for sending this in! I hope you enjoy 💕

Warnings: Swearing.

It was your annual family holiday and you were so excited, your family holidays were always filled with fun and games, your family being incredibly laid back. Tom was coming on this one and he was incredibly nervous, he'd only met your parents briefly and after being with you for almost 9 months he worried this would make them not like him, especially your dad.

"Why are you so nervous baby?" You asked Tom as you watched him run his hand through his hair for what must have been the millionth time that morning.

"I'm just worried your dad won't like me." He admitted with a sigh and you kissed his cheek.

"You worry too much, he'll love you!" You said comfortingly and Tom just shook his head.

"Y/N, I have been with you for almost nine months and this is the first time I'm meeting him properly. What if he thinks I'm some sort of fuck boy?" Tom worried and you laughed.

"Tom, my parents know what you do for a living, they know how busy you are. Trust me, you're worrying too much."

Tom tried to relax slightly, although he was still nervous, this was a family trip that involved all of your brothers and sisters and their partners. He was literally meeting them all properly at the same time. The only member of your family he knew by this point was your sister.

"Hey Tom!" Your sister said as she approached the two of you, her toddler in her arms. Your nephew was adorable and your youngest niece/ nephew. All your siblings were older than you, your sister was the second youngest and you had three older brothers. You came from a big family, the same as Tom and you were all close.

"Hey." Tom said back and your sister laughed.

"You look ridiculously nervous." She pointed out. "Don't be, believe it or not our dads actually a pretty cool one." She said.

"Y/N!" Your oldest brother said as he approached, pulling you into a hug, he was the only sibling who didn't have children, he'd been pretty unlucky in love. "This must be Tom," he said as he gestured to your nervous boyfriend.

"Hey," Tom said as he held out his hand, your brother shaking it.

"Y/N talks about you all the time!" Your brother laughed and you almost cursed him out. "Loved 'Cherry' by the way, amazing work." Your brother complimented and you smiled.

"Thank you." Tom said with a wide smile, you could tell he was relaxing slightly.

"Watch out for my oldest nephew, huge marvel fan." He laughed and Tom smiled, it felt strange to be recognised and complimented like this. He enjoyed being recognised and interacting with fans of course, but, your family liking and complimenting him? That just hit different for him.

Tom met the rest of your family and naturally your nieces and nephews were in awe. They really believed Spiderman was joining their holiday, it made you smile at how easily Tom was getting along with everyone, your brothers easily falling into conversation with him.

"You will be late to your own funeral." You heard the youngest of your brothers say and you turned to look, finding your dad approaching as your mum hurried him through the airport.

"I swear he does it on purpose." Your mother laughed as she pulled each of her children in for a hug, followed by their partners. "Tom, it's so nice to finally meet you properly." Your mum said as she pulled him in for a hug.

"She's a hugger my wife. You'll get used to it." Your dad laughed as he shook Tom's hand.

The plane journey went relatively well, or so you assumed, you fell asleep almost half an hour into the flight. Just as Tom was about to wake you, he saw a hand reach over the back of your seat and roughly ruffle your hair.

"Y/N! Get up you lazy shit." Your middle brother said as you almost jumped awake, Tom stifling a laugh at your expression.

"Oi!" You almost shouted as you smoothed your hair down, grabbing your brothers hand and playfully twisting it.

"I give, I give." Your brother laughed as he pulled his hand from yours. You and your brother still had a playfight like relationship, you'd spent hours as children getting into trouble for breaking things.

The day had gone well, you'd all split off to do your own things, you and Tom had headed out to do some shopping. Returning with a shit ton of stuff as you placed it all in your room. You changed into your bikini, the next thing you were going to do was chill by the villa's pool.

You were sunbathing next to Tom when you felt hands on your ankles and wrists, two of your brother's lifting you and throwing you into the pool. You came back up after a while, shocked expression on your face as you narrowed your eyes at your brothers.

"You little fuckers!" You shouted, mindful that no children were around. You watched as Tom tried but failed to stifle his laugh. "It's not funny, I was chilled." You exclaimed as your brother's laughed loudly.

"I'm sorry but that was pretty funny." Tom said as you swam to the side of the pool, Tom extending a hand to pull you up. You grasped it and as he was about to pull you up, you used all your strength to pull him in with you, a loud splash following as your brother's fell into an even bigger fit of laughter. Tom coming up after a moment.

"What the hell? I didn't do anything." Tom said and you shrugged.

"You laughed, you should've protected me and thrown them in!" You said, watching an amused grin spread across your brother's face.

"Y/N, you might have been the favourite L/N before, but he's met us now. That's it, he'll be on our team." He laughed and you playfully narrowed your eyes at them.

It had come to the evening, all of you were growing tired from the travelling, your sister and her boyfriend had retired to bed long ago. Your brother's yawning as they sipped their beers. Tom and your dad were engaged in a conversation and it looked like they were getting on really well.

"He's a nice guy." Your oldest brother said as he spoke to you. "I really like him."

"Yeah me too." Your other brother's agreed. "Somehow I expected him to be stuck up his own arse but he's completely the opposite, I like it."

"I'm gonna head to bed." You said after a while, your eyes growing heavier. "Night guys." You said as you stood up, Tom grasping your hand slightly as you walked past him as he stood with you, saying his good nights to your family.

"I thought Tom would be sleeping on the couch." Your dad said and you knew he was joking, you knew he was pretending to be the super over protective dad. You felt Tom stiffen slightly next to you. "Night guys." Your dad said with a small wave.

"Y/N/N, I'm gonna sleep on the couch, I don't wanna upset your dad." Tom said quietly as you made your way into the villa.

"Tom, he was joking!" You laughed.

"What if he wasn't? I don't want him to hate me, not when he's just met me." He said and you knew you weren't talking him out of this as you looked at the determined expression on his face. You gave him a kiss as you made your way up to your room.

"I'll miss you." You pouted, one final attempt to get him to join you.

"I'll miss you too, I love you." He said as he made his way into the living room of the villa and you smiled slightly, he really wanted your dad to like him. You loved him so much it made your heart swell.

The next morning your dad had woken first, as he always did. You found him in the kitchen when you'd made your way downstairs, an amused expression on his face.

"He knew I was joking right?" He asked.

"He just really wants you to like him." You said as you poured yourself some juice.

"I already do really like him." Your dad said and your heart soared, you watched as Tom made his way into the kitchen, giving you a swift kiss to the cheek. "Boy, I really like you." Your dad said as he clapped his hand on Tom's back.

"I respect you for what you did last night, I do. But Tom?" Your dad said and Tom looked at him.

"Yeah?"

"You don't have to sleep on the couch, I was kidding. Your both old enough to make your own decisions. Now, stop being so nervous, I like you okay? I think you're good for her." Your dad smiled. "Okay, that's enough soppy shit, what are we gonna do today?" Your dad was a pretty cool dad.

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jaehyunfirstlove · 3 years

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May I request a LDR au with idol!jaehyun where reader studies overseas and both of them attempt to bond with each other? Thank you❤️

Pairing: long distance bf!jaehyun x f.reader

Genre: fluff

Warnings: none

Word count: 1.5k

A/N: ngl anon, i had no idea what 'LDR' stood for so i had to ask a friend (props to @jaehyunnie77 for educating me lol), anyway, hope you like it!

“I’m not ready to start dating again, hyung,” Jaehyun sighed, appreciative of Doyoung’s concern but still trying to overcome his heartbreak.

“It’s not dating! Just talking! I just think it would help if you had friends, outside of us, to talk to,” Doyoung clarified, patting Jaehyun on the back soothingly.

“Why does it sound like a setup, though?” Jaehyun smiled, and Doyoung just chuckled.

“Sorry, So-hyun has been bugging me to introduce you two. She thinks you’ll hit it off.”

Jaehyun chewed on his lip, clearly torn between polite propriety, and his own mixed emotions. “I really don’t know…”

“Listen,” Doyoung put a hand on Jaehyun’s shoulder, “just exchange a couple of pleasantries so I can get So-hyun off my back, okay?”

Jaehyun laughed. “Sure, I can do that. Give her my number.”

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You sighed inwardly when you got a message from a family friend, saying she wanted to introduce you to someone. You didn’t know why she would bother setting you up with someone while you were studying abroad, but you assumed she figured the long distance thing wouldn’t be a problem. Feeling pressured, you accepted, and sent off your first message.

Me: Hello, this is Y/N, So-hyun’s friend

You put your phone down, not expecting a response right away considering the time difference, but to your surprise your phone buzzed almost right away.

Jaehyun: Hello Y/N, it’s nice to meet you :)

It was just one line, and one emoji, but for whatever reason you were intrigued.

Me: Oh! I didn’t expect a response right away! Isn’t it the middle of the night there? Sorry to bother you

Jaehyun: No bother at all, I was up anyway

Jaehyun: How are you doing?

Me: I’m doing okay, just finished exams so I can rest for a little bit

Me: how are you? Why are you up so late? Sorry for all the questions

Jaehyun: I don’t mind the questions :)

Jaehyun: I’m glad you’re done exams, what are you studying?

Jaehyun: I’m doing okay as well, just tired from practice

Jaehyun: it’s also why I’m still awake, I always find it hard to sleep after a tough day

You felt bad for him, you knew how hard it was to function on very little sleep. So-hyun hadn’t told you much about him, just that he was an idol, but you didn’t follow the industry so you didn’t know much about it.

Me: Oh! That’s awful! You should try drinking chamomile tea, I find that always helps me relax enough to fall asleep

Me: and I’m studying architecture :)

Jaehyun: oh thanks I’ll try it! I’ll try anything at this point

Jaehyun: and architecture! Wow that’s cool! I’m a big fan of Gehry :)

You broke into a wide smile, Gehry was your favorite too and you planned to do your dissertation on him when you reached graduate school.

Me: aww that’s so cool! What’s your favorite building? Mine’s the EMP museum in Seattle :)

Jaehyun: hmm will have to look that one up! Mine’s the Guggenheim Bilbao, guess I’m boring like that lol

You smiled even wider to yourself, happy to be able to talk about one of your passions with someone outside of school, and not have to bore your uninterested friends to death with it. You were eager to continue the conversation but you looked at the time, realizing you were already running late for your next class.

Me: oops sorry i gotta go to class

Me: talk to you later?

Jaehyun: of course! Have fun :)

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Although he was exhausted, Jaehyun felt there was no way he could sleep now. He’d only meant to exchange a text or two with you to satisfy Doyoung, but he ended up enjoying the conversation, staying up later than he had meant to. He lay in bed, wide awake, wondering how your class was going, if you’d had something to eat, if it was cold or warm where you were. When sleep still didn’t come, he got up and made chamomile tea just like you’d suggested.

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“Y/N! Who on earth are you texting? Don’t you know we have a major project due soon?”

You typed faster, wanting to get your message out to Jaehyun even as your classmates gave you dirty looks. “Sorry, guys! Almost done.” You pressed send, putting your phone away and resolving not to check it until you were done with the group project. Except you were dying to know what Jaehyun’s response would be to your question. You bit your lip, drumming your pen on the table anxiously.

“Y/N,” your friend, Sara, leaned in and whispered, “who is this new boyfriend, anyway? When can we meet him?”

You smiled, loving the sound of the term ‘boyfriend’. “Sorry, Sara, you won’t meet him for a while. He’s out of the country.”

“Wow, a long distance relationship,” Sara whistled under her breath, “I don’t know how you do it.”

You had to admit, it wasn’t easy, but Jaehyun was such a sweet, easygoing person. You’d bonded pretty quickly after finding some shared interests, and then you shared pictures and followed each other on social media. Soon you were video calling, almost every day, your days beginning and ending with his dimpled smile on your phone screen. You never thought long distance relationships would work, but you found Jaehyun made it easy. Despite his busy schedule he always made time for you, even if he had to call you from the car on the way to a photo shoot, or backstage at a music show. You thought he would be an unwelcome distraction to your studies, but you found he was a very welcome distraction indeed.

When the group went quiet, you snuck out your phone to check Jaehyun’s response.

Jaehyun: sorry Y/N, I can’t get away right now for a visit, we’re preparing for the next comeback

Jaehyun: thanks for the invite though, please make sure to send pics :)

Your heart sank. You had invited Jaehyun for your graduation, and you were hoping beyond hope that he would be able to make it. You knew it would be a long shot, so you decided to try asking anyway, but now you regretted asking in the first place. Dejectedly, you typed your reply.

Me: oh it’s okay, I figured you probably wouldn’t be able to come

Me: just thought I’d ask anyway

Jaehyun: i’m really sorry

Me: it’s cool! :)

Even though you sent a happy face emoji, you were anything but happy. You didn’t want Jaehyun to see how disappointed you were, so you made sure to put on your happiest face when you video called him later that night.

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You couldn’t stop fiddling with your cap, and there were loose threads on your gown that were driving you crazy. The worst part was that you couldn’t get a hold of Jaehyun before the ceremony, and you started to bite your lip anxiously, your nerves getting the best of you and no calm words from your boyfriend to help settle you. When they finally called your name you got up nervously to walk to the stage, and suddenly you heard a loud cheer. You knew it wasn’t anyone in your family, so you turned towards the sound, and your heart almost stopped in your chest when you saw Jaehyun in the crowd.

The pictures he’d sent, the videos you’d seen, the image of him on your phone screen did not do him justice. In person, he was the most beautiful thing you had ever seen. You almost dropped to your knees at the sight of him, but you felt your classmates pushing you towards the stage, clearly not wanting you to make the hellishly long ceremony even longer. On wobbly knees, suppressing a sob, you accepted your diploma, everyone thinking you were emotional because you were graduating, but really it was because you were seeing your long distance boyfriend for the first time.

When you walked off the stage you didn’t go back to your seat, you ran directly into his arms, and he laughed, lifting you off your feet and spinning you around.

“Congratulations, beautiful,” he whispered in your ear, before kissing you softly on the cheek.

“What are you doing here,” you sobbed, unable to hold back your tears as you clung to him.

“Well I recall getting an invitation?” he replied cheekily.

You smacked him lightly on the arm. “You said you couldn’t make it!”

He just laughed again, his eyes twinkling, “I wanted it to be a surprise. Sorry to fool you like that.”

“It’s okay,” you smiled, and finally, you got to kiss him. He leaned in, and you got up on the tips of your toes, your lips meeting for the first time. It was everything you imagined it would be, gentle but firm, the want clearly conveyed.

“Thanks for coming, Jaehyun,” you said softly, when you were finally able to tear yourself away from his lips.

He tightened his arms around you, pressing his forehead against yours. “Y/N, I wouldn’t have missed this for the world.”

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