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faithshouseofchaos · 3 months

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OLDER SISTER X LITTLE BROTHER OLLIE! maybe she’s like dating lando or max now and ollie is being a protective little brother

Protective little bear cub — Lando Norris x Bearman!sister!reader ft Ollie Bearman

Inspired by this TikTok 🤣🤣🤣

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This was hard for me to write 😭😭😭😭😭😭I started it then hated what I had then deleted it then restarted it and I gave up in the end

Ollie stood in the kitchen of your childhood home with a scowl on his face as he watched you and Lando’s being all cuddly across from him. Lando had his arm around your shoulder as you were showing him something. Ollie was a protective little brother so he did everything in his power to be over barring.Ollie shook his head and walked over to where you and Lando’s were.

“Why are you always here?” Ollie asked Lando.

“What do you mean?” Lando asked

“You’re always here, do your parents not like you or something?” Ollie snapped back.

“My parents love me and not always here” Lando says, making a face.

“Oh really ever since winter break has started you have spent all your time here” Ollie adds

“Have I?” Lando asked turning to you

“I don’t think so” you said

“Let me remind you” Ollie said

Time number #1

You and Lando were watching a movie cuddled up on the couch. Neither of you noticed Ollie walk into the living room.

“Whoa whoa make room for Jesus guys as a matter of fact Jesus sent me scoot over” Ollie says sitting in between the two of you.

“Oh stop being a big baby Ollie,” you tell your brother with a roll of your eyes but Ollie wasn’t stopping here. Instead he leaned his body up against yours as a sort of barrier to block your and Lando’s cuddling.

“No thanks, I’ll stay right here,” Ollie says.

“Dude back away stop leaning on me you’re crushing me,” you said, but Ollie ignored you and just stayed put.

Time #2

Your and Lando were in your room studying together for a test that was tomorrow. At first everything was going smoothly, but as the hours passed you couldn’t help but think Ollie was being suspicious. Instead of staying in his room that was located right across the hallway, he was suspiciously hanging out in the hallway directly outside of your room.

“What are you doing in the hallway?” you ask.

“Uh nothing don’t worry about it” he says in a suspicious tone.

You turn your attention back to studying, but a little later Ollie was once again hovering outside your room.

“What are you doing?” you asked, as you looked over and saw Ollie leaning against the doorframe.

“Just checking on things” Ollie says

“Well we’re good so you can leave”

“Alright but I’m watching and the first sign of any funny business I’ll be back” Ollie says before walking away hearing you groan out in frustration

Time #3

This happened after Christmas. You were cuddled up to Lando on your bed just watching a movie. At first everything was fine but then you heard someone clear their throat right near your door.

“I was just checking up on you, you know just making sure everything was OK” Ollie said as a big smirk spread across his face.

“Yeah, we’re fine you can go now” you said, but Ollie stayed put.

Time #4

You and Lando were at home alone together and just messing around and being flirty. You didn’t notice Ollie walk into the room with a mischievous grin on his face until you heard him say something.

“Hey! No cuddling allowed!” Ollie say as he walked in-between you and Lando, breaking up your cuddle.

“Come on Ollie we weren’t doing anything inappropriate” you say, while Lando just gives Ollie a glare and tries to move his body closer to you.

“I don’t care” Ollie said

Time #5

You and Lando were hanging out in your old treehouse in your backyard. You were cuddled up together under a blanket while you were reading your book and Lando was drawing something on a piece of paper.

You both were immersed in your own activities until you heard a voice from down below.

“Whatcha reading?” Ollie yelled up to you.

You ignored Ollie’s question, but that didn’t stop him from climbing up the ladder on the side of the treehouse to come up into the treehouse.

“Hey!” you yell as Ollie enters the treehouse and begins to head towards you.

“You both know how I feel about you guys being all cozy with each other” Ollie says, as he gets closer to the two of you.

“Your being ridiculous” Ollie you say to your brother

“I’m not being ridiculous” Ollie says

“We beg to differ” Lando says

Back to the present

You and Lando looked at each “you know what Ollie you are right Lando and I are always here” you say.

“As a matter of fact y/n do you want to go to my place?” Lando asked.

“As a matter of fact Lando yes yes I would” you said as you and Lando leave.

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houseofripley · 3 months

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HEYY

Can you do a rhea x fem!reader story where rhea and reader are in Highschool and have both had feeling for eachother for the longest time and both haven’t confessed but all that changes because rhea ask reader to prom and they end up kissing and it leads to something else (ifykyk😏) (smut n a lil bit of fluff too🙏)

Starry Prom Night

Rhea Ripley x Fem!Reader

WARNINGS: 18+ SMUT, Kissing, Vaginal Fingering, Cunnilingus, Scissoring, Praise, Cheek Cupping & Kissing Galore, INSANE PLOT BUILDING FOR NO REASON LOL SORRYYYYYY IM A YEARNER (im serious this is like 67% plot building)

WORD COUNT: 3,731

A/N: this is just pure sapphic yearning on my end LMAO anyways anon i had so much fun writing this even though its all over the place!!!

also can you tell where i got impatient with all the plot building lol

“Rhea, I seriously don’t know how many more of these cheesy signs I can’t take. I think I’m gonna go insane.” You grunted, rolling your eyes to the back of your head.

Prom season was in full swing. It was third period and you had just witnessed what had to have been the seventh promposal of the day. This year would be the mark of your and your best friend, Rhea’s senior prom. Senior prom was a date thousands of dreamed about, wanting to show up and show out one last time before waving goodbye to their highschool years.

Every girl except you and Rhea. You both despised the thought of prom. Why would any sane person spend hundreds of dollars on an outfit just to spend their night drenched in sweat in the school gymnasium?

Fuck that!

“Romeo O Romeo! Will thou spend your Saturday night with I, drinking punch next to the locker rooms?” Rhea mocked, elbowing your arm.

You shook your head, pressing your lips together trying to keep your laughter silent. The commotion of classmates was soon drowned out by thoughts as your eyes met Rhea’s, causing your tightened lips to curl into a small smile.

Rhea’s blue eyes never failed to warm you. Everytime you gazed into those beachy eyes you were brought back to the day you first met the girl. Seventh grade, first period, language arts. A quiet blonde girl sporting a Pierce The Veil shirt was assigned to sit next to you. Nobody knew anything about the girl besides the fact she had just moved basically across the globe. You spent the entire period thinking of what you could possibly say to her, because what do you even say to a kid that was just relocated from South Australia all the way to some shitty suburban town?

“Cool shirt.”

And it fucking worked somehow. You were immediately attached to her hip. The two of you grew closer with each day that passed. You were inseparable. She was everything to you. Sleepovers every weekend. ‘Study’ sessions that were spent play fighting with each other. Singing pop-punk songs at the top of your lungs till your throats were raw. Dying your hair the same shade of blue at three in the morning. She was even at your side while your parents scolded you the morning after for said blue hair.

Jesus Christ. Lost in her eyes again? Snap out of it already!

“Yo, Alice in Wonderland, you okay?” Rhea playfully questioned, breaking your trance by poking at your thigh.

“Just…thinking. That’s all.” You softly chuckled. You were telling the truth, you were just thinking. Just thinking about her. Thinking about her touch, her hands, her pierced nose, her lips, her stupid cool shirts.

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“Jesus, someone’s eager to get out of here.” You laughed, trailing behind Rhea who was booking it over to her small black Lexus.

“Dude, can you blame me? It’s like everyone has some sort of prom fever. I am not letting it catch me.” Rhea complained, ducking into the vehicle.

You made your way to the passenger side of the car before hopping into the seat next to Rhea. “I counted eighteen of those damn signs today.” You babbled, resting your arm on the center console before trailing on, diffusing the topic, “Anyways, let’s go thrifting or something. I don’t wanna go home.”

Rhea shrugged in agreeance before pulling out of her parking spot. She knew things were tough for you at home. You had recently come out as lesbian to your parents. They weren't unsupportive but they weren't exactly supportive at the same time which had built quite a bit of tension in the household. You came out to Rhea just about two years ago, who was more than supportive. She was your number one defender, always there to threaten whichever classmate that dared to ridicule you.

You knew absolutely nothing about Rhea’s sexuality. Hell, even Rhea knew nothing about her sexuality. She only knew one thing, that she liked you. She didn’t even know when she caught feelings for you, it was like the sentiments were there since the moment you first spoke to her. She hoped as time went on the flutters she’d feel for you would pass on but recently she couldn’t seem to even push the mere thought of you out of her head, it was killing her.

The drive to the nearest thrift shop was comfortably silent…silent if you ignored the Black Veil Brides cd Rhea had blaring…

Entering the store the pair of you let out scoffed laughs as the first thing catching your attention was a large display of second hand dresses. Shaking it out of your heads and ignoring it at first you carried on to wander the isles, grabbing whatever caught your eye to try on later although you’d inevitably end back up to the racks of long dresses. You weren't a big fan of dresses but you wanted to waste as much time as you possibly could, so you decided to browse the gowns with Rhea.

She pulled a deep maroon dress, the form fitting glittered bodice was paired with a looser, more freeing skirt. “Try it on!” Rhea pushed, shoving the dress into your arms.

“I’d look so stupid in this.” You gave Rhea a bewildered look.

“Oh c’mon just try it!”

“Rhe’ when have you ever given a shit about this stuff?”

“Dude you’re the one that wanted to waste time here…” Rhea playfully scorned, diverting your question.

“Urgh, I hate when you’re right.” You huffed, shuffling towards the dressing room.

“How ridiculous do I look?” You pouted, opening the door of the changing room before shuffling to the closest mirror.

Rhea stood behind you, peering over your shoulder as you silently studied yourself in the mirror. You looked at Rhea through the mirror as she opened her mouth to speak but stopped herself in her tracks. “I mean it’s cute but where in the world would I wear this?” You shrugged, adjusting the straps as Rhea chewed on her cheeks.

“Wear it to prom.” Rhea timidly broke her silence.

“Why would I go to prom, Rhe’? First of all it would be so lame and second of all I’d have nobody to go with. I’m just gonna put this back.” You mumbled, turning to make your way back into the changing room.

A hand grabbed your wrist, stopping you in your tracks. “Go with me…” Rhea blurted out, sounding scared of her own words. Her statement caused you to turn to face her with a puzzled expression, Rhea herself even looked surprised at what she just said. Fearing your rejection she quickly added on, “Ya know, like as a joke and stuff. We can make it not lame…”

“As a joke?” Your heart that was skipping beats just seconds ago was immediately let down.

“Yeah. It’s just a stupid idea we don’t hav-”

“No, let's go…as a joke.” You interrupted Rhea’s nervous deflection. “We’ve got nothing better to do.” You shrugged on watching Rhea’s anxieties fade into the distance as her classic cheeky smile crept upon her face.

After you swapped out of your dress you returned to Rhea who was holding up a silky black dress with a deep slit in the skirt. “This’ll work. I’m too lazy to try anything on.” She chuckled while shrugging.

“That's ballsy Rhe-Rhe.”

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Tonight was the night, you were sat atop Rhea’s bathroom counter, finishing up your makeup while Rhea was shuffling around her closet searching for a pair of shoes. It had been four weeks since Rhea ‘asked’ you to prom and you simply couldn’t keep your mind off it. Although you two planned this whole thing as a joke, something shifted ever so slightly between the two of you, maybe it wasn’t a joke, who knows. Rhea had your heart in your throat at every moment and you were the topic of every thought that popped into Rhea’s head. More than ever the both of you were head over heels for each other, just terrified the other wouldn’t reciprocate those shared feelings.

Your parents were completely unaware you’d be attending prom. You had informed them you were staying with a friend before immediately storming off to Rhea’s house. Rhea’s parents hadn’t a clue either, they were under the impression tonight would be just another night of the two of you doing nothing for hours then sneaking out to go for a drive at three in the morning. There truly wasn’t much reasoning behind this secret, you guys just wanted to have this night for yourselves without pestering parents.

“Urgh! At this point I’m gonna go barefoot!” You could hear yet another pair of shoes be tossed to the floor. You slid off Rhea’s counter, stepped out of her bathroom and over to her closet. She was already in her dress tearing through a pile of shoes on the floor. “What has gotten into you Rhe’?” You leaned against the doorframe laughing at the fact that Rhea of all people was stressing over shoes.

Rhea rolled her eyes ignoring your banter. “Would it make me a hipster if I wore converse?”

“Oh absolutely, I dare you!”

“You know I will,” Rhea retorted, picking up a black pair of the canvas shoes.

You chuckled before turning to return to the bathroom, letting Rhea know you were gonna change. You got into your dress with ease up until you came to the zipper on the back. You groaned in annoyance, reaching behind to your back attempting to wiggle the zipper to no avail.

“Rhe’, can you help me real quick?” You asked while popping your head out the door.

“Hm? What’s up?” Rhea turned around and questioned before making her way up to you, trying to keep her gaze from falling down to the hand placed on your chest, keeping the dress from completely slipping from your body.

“Zippers stuck,” You pouted, turning around. Rhea’s hand swept across the base of your neck, sweeping your hair to the side. You watched her through the mirror as she began fumbling with the metal, ultimately getting it to slide up your back.

After an awkward exchange of bashful looks the two of you finished getting ready in each other's company. You sat next to Rhea slipping into your shoes while she tied off her converse, took a handful of polaroid pictures together, then eventually snuck out Rhea’s window to begin your hike to the school.

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“Ouu! Ripley’s got a date!” Was whistled out by a classmate as you and Rhea made your way down the congested hallway, making Rhes roll her eyes.

“Shut up dickhead! We’re here as a joke.” Rhea rebutted, flipping the guy off as she carried on down the hall.

Here as a joke but her flushed cheeks and sweaty hand gripping yours told a slightly different story.

“Dickheads always running their mo-” Rhea muttered, stepping into the crowded gymnasium.

“Shh. It’s fine, you shouldn’t worry about them.” You cut off Rhea, giving her hand a squeeze as you examined the starry night themed room. The area was dimly lit by blue leds and strings of fairy lights. Blue curtains decorated with paper stars draped over the majority of the walls while an array of tables adorned with bottles of fairy lights surrounded a dance floor full of teenagers.

You both seated yourselves near the stage where a live band was playing. Your legs pressed against one another as you fell into an array of conversations. Thirty minutes had managed to sneak by before your meaningless conversation was cut short by your biology teacher.

“You girls gonna sit here and chat all night? Go dance!”

“But dancing is lame, Mr. Brown.” Rhea groaned while you both turned to face the man.

“I promise you that in ten years you’ll regret not doing anything at your senior prom. Seriously, go dance!” Your teacher stood behind you giving his words of advice. Rhea peeked over to you looking for your opinion. You gave her a ‘why not’ shrug before rising from your seat.

“But I don't even know how to slow dance.” Rhea whined to herself under her breath as she stood up. “If we have to dance, we’re dancing in the corner cause I’m gonna look stupid.” She stipulated.

You guided Rhea over to a secluded section of the dance floor near a wall, reassuring her that you also had no clue on what you were doing.

“We’ll just do what everyone else is doing, Rhe’.”

“I think this right,” Rhea unassuredly giggled with a racing heart, taking a hold of your left hand while wrapping her free hand around your waist. You shook your hair to cover your flushing cheeks as you brought your right hand to rest on her shoulder. The pair of you began swaying to the music while trying to hold back laughter, both in slight disbelief at your current situation. Prom was the last place either of you ever expected to be attending.

You were already trailing back into the pit of those sapphire eyes, drowning out all external noise you missed Rhea humming about how beautiful you looked. You were too occupied taking in the essence of your childlike crush to take notice of the grip Rhea had on your waist tightening. You were fully prepared to stare into those eyes all night, but Rhea was eager to run a risk.

A set of warm lips fell onto you abruptly, pulling you by the waist into a desperate kiss. All five senses rushed over your body, sending a rush of adrenaline through your bloodstream, placing you in awe too shocked to move.

Rhea forced herself to pull away, letting a sigh of relief out before the panic settled in, “Shit. I, god I’m so-”

Your thoughts had just now grasped what just happened.

This was a kiss that spent years in the making…you were not just gonna let it end like that.

Your hand slipped to the back of Rhea’s head, pushing Rhea back into the kiss, forcibly putting an end to her apology. She immediately fell back into your lips, closing her dilated eyes. While her tongue slid across your bottom lip begging to deepen the kiss, her hands slid up to cup your cheeks. Time slid away as the two of you fell into each other in your isolated corner of the gymnasium.

Rhea pulled herself from your lips breathless, her parted lips forming an open smile. She wanted more. You attempted to collect your thoughts while catching your breath. Both of you were attempting to draft a response while gazing into each other, because what do you say after tasting your best friend of five years?

“Cool.” You nodded

Rhea shook her head scoffing out a laugh, still making an attempt to regulate her breath. She took grip of your hand, giving it a squeeze before beginning to pull you into the hall without speaking a word.

“Wher-”

“Just follow me!” Rhea cut you off, rushing through the halls as she dragged you behind herself, both of you trying not to stumble over your dresses.

She halted in front of the nurses office before fiddling with the keypad on the door, “God bless modern technology,” She muttered, managing to get the door open as you watched in disbelief. “Don’t even ask.” She chuckled, scanning the hall to make sure you were in the clear before tugging you into the room.

Once Rhea’s foot forced the door shut her lips directly got to work pinning themselves to your neck, nipping at the delicate skin.

“Shit Rhe’, there might be cameras.” You pushed through a stunned whine.

“There's none…” Rhea couldn't even pull her lips away from your skin as she spoke, “Wouldn't stop me either way, I’ve waited too long for this.” She grunted, dragging her kisses to your collarbone. “Now please tell me I can keep going.”

“I don’t think I could ever tell you to stop.” You pulled Rhea’s face to meet your eyes, whispering your confession. There was no need for Rhea to open her mouth, the look on her face alone told you that was exactly what she needed to hear.

“You have no fucking clue how long I’ve waited for this.” Rhea growled, grasping your cheeks as she pulled you over to the nurses twin sized treatment bed.

She brought her legs to straddle over you, lowering her chest to hover over you. Rhea was attached to you like a dog, her lips were sloppy against yours as her hands snuck to pull up the skirt of your dress.

Rhea brought herself between your legs, in a rush to finally get a taste of your core.

“Please…I’m begging you, please don't make me wait more than I already have.” Rhea looked up at you pleading.

Your heart was in your throat as you fervently nodded. “I wanna hear your voice,” Rhea begged, whispering out your name.

“Rhea, please just do anything, I need, I need you.”

With that said she hurriedly slid your panties down your legs, tossing them to the foot of the bed. Rhea was making it clear that tonight was her time to shine.

“Fuck, you’re perfect…” Rhea murmured, awed at the sight of your soaked cunt. Her arms tangled themselves around your legs. After years her tongue finally made contact with your delicacy, she preached a string of curses, finally getting what she was after. You propped yourself on your elbows to catch the sight of Rhea exploring your brand new world. You could feel a smirk between your legs as her eyes met yours, thirstily watching you watch.

“Tastes so good.” Rhea praised, sweeping her tongue through your folds before bringing herself to round your clit. You chewed on your cheeks to hush the moans escaping your throat as Rhea wrapped her lips around your sensitivity, allowing her to lightly suck at your skin. Your legs made an unsuccessful attempt at wrapping around Rhea’s head only to be overtaken by her hands, prying them open, giving her full access to devour your aching heat.

The stealthy addition of two fingers into your emptiness was only amplifying the wobbly knees her mouth alone had created. Her fingers began steadily massaging into you, causing an arch to form over your back. The mixture of Rhea’s roaming tongue and grinding digits already had a knot forming in your stomach.

“Fucking Christ Rhe’, where the fuck did you learn all this.” You struggled out through moans. Rhea let out a soft chuckle as she continued to take your clit into her mouth, rolling her tongue piercing over your sensitivity.

Rhea gave your cunt one last kiss before she brought herself to face you. Now that Rhea had finally gotten a taste of your mouth she couldn't get enough, she had to return for more. Your lips once again blended together, your moans now slipping into Rhea’s mouth as her fingers curled inside your core.

“God, you sound so beautiful.” Rhea admired, pressing her warmed forehead against yours while her digits continued toying with your clenching walls. Her thumb was soon added to the mixture of pleasure as it rubbed rhythmic circles over your bud.

“Rhe’, I want to feel you against me,” You opened your eyes, pulling from her kiss while your hips rolled against her working digits. “Please.”

Rhea nodded, her eyes full of adoration, she’d do whatever it took to please you no matter if it took minutes or hours. She let her fingers come to a declined pace before withdrawing from your warmth. She stood up, licking her fingers clean before riding her dress up her legs and dropping her panties. She rushed to return to the bed pulling your leg into the air before propping a leg of hers next to your hip.

Rhea settled her heat against yours, letting out a heavy breath. She gradually started rocking her hips against you, mixing your slick together. You watched as the new sensation of pleasure washed over her, causing her jaw to drop open and her eyes to roll to the back of her head.

“Just…just like that.” You whimpered as you began to grind your hips at a matching pace, chasing towards your climax. Rhea’s arm clung to your leg that was situated in the air for support as the sound of quiet moans and the rustling of dress fabric bounced around the room.

“Feels so good, fuck.” Rhea quickened her motions, moaning out the nickname she created for you through heavy breaths.Rhea pushed herself further against you chasing her own high as you squirmed beneath her grinds.

“Rhe’, I’m gonna cum.” You whined out, reaching for a hand to cling to. Her hand met you halfway, instantly taking you into her grip she pulled you up to meet her face. She was back to those oh-so passionate kisses she could now never get enough of. “Please, Rhe’!” You cried against her, her movements bucking against your cunt.

Rhea nodded into your kiss signaling for your release, her own climax just seconds away. Your series of moans brushed against Rhea’s lips as your orgasm washed over you, hers quickly following. Muffled whines echoed around the room as Rhea’s thrusts against you faltered.

After riding out your highs together, Rhea squeezed herself next to you on the tiny bed and rested her hand on your thigh, giving it a soft squeeze. “I swear to god if you say cool.” Rhea looked over at you giggling.

“Unfair!” You joked, resting your head against Rhea’s chest. You both fell into silence simply taking in the moment, reflecting on everything that had just happened. Rhea peppered small kisses to the top of your head as you toyed with the fabric of her dress.

“We should probably get outta here before somebody finds us.” Rhea suggested, breaking the silence.

“Wanna go dance again?” You teased as you turned to face her.

Rhea quickly shook her head, “I’m never gonna dance again. I was so bad.” She laughed, “How about we go find a parking lot and makeout under the stars, hm?”

“I seriously would have never expected you to be all smoochy, Rhe’.”

“Look, I have like five years of kisses to make up for!”

#this one is such a mess sorry lol #i fear i yearned too much #rhea ripley smut #rhea ripley fanfic #rhea ripley #rhea ripley oneshot #rhea ripley x reader #rhea ripley fluff #rhea ripley fanfiction #wwe x reader #wwe smut

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smicksstuff · 1 year

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lets go racing in Jeddah! its the second race of the season and it is packed with twice the amount of drama you could have expected! drama unfolds, trophies passed around like hot potato and secrets spilled like red wine on a white dress. what has yn gotten herself into ? is all this worth it ?

read Part 1, Part 2, Part 3 here

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(f1drivers x yngasly)

a/n: sorry for the google translate french and italian. please note this is a work of fiction.

20 March 2023

yngasly

Jeddah

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yngasly i guess everyone is an aston martin now ?

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26 March 2023

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lilymhe im obessed with your outfits babe!! we need to go shopping together soon!!

yngasly awww thanks lils!! i learnt from the queen herself 😉 a shopping date is a need !!

alexalbonfans yn calling lily “lils” my heart 🥹❤️

charles_leclerc 10/10 for the maranello tour

yngasly how are you so sure

charles_leclerc what is your rating then ?

yngasly tour is a 10 but the the tour guide……

carlossainz55 i was so much better

charles_leclerc not trueee

yngasly he made me coffee !!! thats like +10 points

charles_leclerc 😧

yngaslyfans OMG this comment section is getting me pumped for the rest of the season!! cant wait for all the potential dates yn has !! im so excited!!!

emmainmilan this is just a phase. you dont even know the real yn! if you knew her, you would make sure these people dont mix around with her.

yngaslyfans no one asked mate

emmainmilan its just a friendly heads up. i know the real yn, to her this is just a game. when she has got what she wants she will bring them down instantly.

emmainmilan i was one of her closest friends and let me just say she is a real piece of work.

username7 pls i agree, i heard from a friend that yn is such a brat! im amazed her family took her back after all she did

user6 spill what happened

emmainmilan when she moved with her family to italy, it was all great until the passing of AH. she became a wrecking ball after that, she partied all night, skipped school, and did all sorts of nonsense. pierre and her got into many fights and it got to a point they didn’t talk anymore! she would come home black out drunk and she got into many fights in public too. her family kicked her out and she ended up staying with me. after that she dropped out of school and lived off the money in her trust fund.

user6 WTF i can’t believe i looked up to her

emmainmilan it gets worst, one night she got so drunk she got into a fight with a stranger and ended up in the police station, her parents were called and they had to bail her out ! thats the first time they heard from her since she left their family house 1 year before that. man she begged her mum and dad to take her back. and i honestly can’t believe how her mother took her back.

user5 if that was my daughter, i would have left her to rot in the cell. she deserves it.

emmainmilan same! after her parents took her back, she dropped me like a fly and never looked back! honestly she thinks that she can just forget all this but hell nah im not going to allow that.

yngaslyfans PLS STOP! this isnt your story to share ! its hers!

emmainmilan pls i suggest you find a better person to be a fan of, yn gasly is just an entitled brat!!

yngaslyfc Hey Yn!! if you read this, please know that we still love you so much!! and if this is all true, we are proud that you got better !! dont let these nobodies bring you down❤️❤️❤️

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username8 what a suck up!! she doesn’t deserve it

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charles_leclerc Maranello Tour ‘23 🏎️

yngasly thanks for the tour! got to admit i really liked it 😍

charles_leclerc happy to hear that! what was the best thing ?

yngasly well carlos was amazing and i really liked the coffee and merch! im ready for australia now 😃

charles_leclerc and me ?

yngasly you could learn how to make coffee ?

carlossainz55 give it up charles, she is a chilli fan 🌶️

charles_leclerc 😞☹️

yngasly omg i love both ferrari drivers equally !

sharl when will it be me !!!!!

f1fans charles and carlos need a better friend to be honest. just stick with pierre.

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scuderiaferrari thank you for visiting us Yn !! Come back soon! We love hanging out with you ❤️

yngasly Thank you @scuderiaferrari definitely loved hanging with you too ❤️

alpinef1team stop stealing our Yn ✋🏼

yngasly no need to fight, @alpinef1team you will always have me 😉

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Ancient Roman Elite Necropolis Discovered in Italy

A two-year dig to install a solar power plant near Rome has unearthed an ancient Roman necropolis containing 67 skeletons buried in 57 ornate tombs.

Archaeologists were baffled by the find — thought to date between the second and fourth centuries — not least because the skeletons were discovered wearing golden jewelry and expensive leather footwear, inside tombs designed to resemble their homes.

The discovery, on a 52-acre patch of land close to the ancient city of Tarquinia, north of Rome, was a surprise to authorities, despite the area being renowned for such findings.

Silver rings with amber and engraved initials, precious stones, terracotta pottery, coins, shiny glasses, amulets and even items of clothing were found alongside the golden necklaces and earrings.

“We found several skeletons still wearing their expensive stockings and shoes,” Emanuele Giannini, lead excavation archaeologist at the site said. “All these riches, and the fact that the bones show no sign of stress or physical labor, (leads us to believe) these weren’t local farmers, but upper-crust members of Roman families coming from cities.”

Giannini said techniques of “pre-emptive archaeology” such as field surveys and trial trenches were used to identify potentially ancient constructions below ground.

“We did have a faint idea that some treasure could lie there, as historical sources mentioned the location of a postal station for travelers near the site,” explained Giannini. “Many Romans would stop (here) for the night to eat and rest, but the magnitude of the discovery is unmatched.”

The diversity of funerary objects laid near the remains, and the luxurious designs and linings inside the tombs, have led archaeologists to believe that the occupants wanted to recreate heavenly spaces similar to their earthly homes. The interior of many tombs originally featured elaborate cloth linings, or were surrounded and covered by tiles or terracotta pieces like little houses.

Giannini said another astounding aspect is that most of the discovered tombs were communal — built for at least two occupants who likely shared a family link. A few skeletons were found wrapped around each other.

“Building tombs for entire family nuclei is a typical ancient Roman trait,” he said, “but these are outstanding in their inner decor, which shows wealth and status.”

The shallow tombs were found just 20 inches below the surface — almost popping out of the grass — yet nobody had ever noticed anything peculiar.

The site’s unique state of preservation has been attributed to the fact that “huge limestone blocks that stick out of the ground (made) ploughing, seeding and modern farming impossible in the area,” said Giannini. “It has remained untouched (for) centuries.”

Findings from the dig, which started in 2022, are being preserved as they’re found and many are going on show at the castle of Santa Severa in the coastal town of Santa Marinella. The skeletons however, are being analyzed to determine their origins and will not be put on display until forensic tests have been carried out.

Whatever their genesis, authorities are certain more hidden wonders will come to light as digs for the solar park move to another nearby site.

“We are excavating a huge rural area to redevelop the land and are balancing the need to avoid ruining such unique wonders with the goal of boosting clean energy production,” Margherita Eichberg, art heritage superintendent of the provinces of Viterbo and southern Etruria for Italy’s Culture Ministry said. The area where the necropolis has been discovered will not form part of the solar park and will be cordoned off for safety reasons, without public access.

“This is the fascination and beauty of Italy: Each time there’s a dig, incredible wonders from the past come out of the ground which need to be preserved.”

By Silvia Marchetti.

#Ancient Roman Elite Necropolis Discovered in Italy #ancient city of Tarquinia #ancient graves #ancient tombs #funeral goods #gold #silver #ancient artifacts #archeology #archeolgst #history #history news #ancient history #ancient culture #ancient civilizations #roman history #roman empire #roman art

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EDUARDO KINGMAN (1913-1997)

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signed and dated 'E. Kingman, 67' (lower left)

oil on canvas

38 x 301⁄2 in. (96.5 x 77.5 cm.)

Painted in 1967.

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Went down to Woods Hole, MA, on Cape Code, for brunch on Sunday. Afterwards poked around Woods Hole and Falmouth; and I wanted to see Nobska Light while we were there. While chilly and windy, we were still feeling the benefits of the warm weekend, and had to bundle up less than you'd expect for a trip to the Cape in February.

Nobska Light is very cute and scenic! It wasn't open, and while the Keeper's house seems to have been renovated and is planned to be a maritime museum, it wasn't open either. On the other side of the road was a short path to the cliff above the ocean (really, Vineyard Sound), where we looked out at Martha's Vineyard to the east, and the Elizabeth Islands chain to the west. Birds spotted: common eiders, red breasted mergansers, and a long-tailed duck drake came flying in.

Here's the text of the historical sign:

NOBSKA LIGHTHOUSE Latitude 41 30' 54" N Longitude 70 39' 20" Since 1828, Nobska Light has provided a familiar beacon for "all who go down to the sea in ships". 67 feet above sea level, Nobska's flash every six seconds is visible 17 miles out to sea. This 28,000 candlepower light used a 1000-watt lamp magnified by a Fourth Order Fresnel lens. The red section visible ton the east side of the lantern house warns ships away from Hedge Fence and L'Hommedieu Shoals south of the Cape. The present tower is 42 feelt high and was constructed in 1876. It was built to replace the original "Nobsque" light, a stone cottage with a light tower on top which had stood since 1828. The present tower is made of a cast iron shell lined with brick. It was built in Chelsea, Massachusetts and transported to Cape Cod in four sections. The front half of the current "keeper's house" was also built in 1876. Originally painted dark maroon-brown, it had a covered walkway to the tower attacked in 1899 and a second "assistant keeper's house" added in 1907. [Note: see bottom-right photo above.] Over the year, windows, doors, porches and walkways have come and gone and the color has been changed to the classic Coast Guard white with red roof. [Note: this sign is now out of date; the keeper's house is no longer white, although it still has its red roof; it is now covered in cedar shingles, which have weathered to a grey color.] Nobska Light became part of the Coast Guard in 1939, when the U.S. Light House Service merged with the Coast Guard. Despite this change, the keepers of the light remained civilians until Mr. Hindley retired in 1973, when active duty Coast Guard keepers took up the duty. In 1983, Nobska Light was automated. The two keepers houses were joined and became the quarters for Commander Coast Guard Group Woods Hole and his family. The Woods Hole Group serves the mainland and islands from Plymouth, Massachusetts to the Rhode Island/Connecticut state line.

Older photos above and some information came from:

The Enterprise, Falmouth: "History of Nobska Light Sheds Light on More Than Navigation" (July 15, 2015)

New England Lighthouses: A Virtual Guide. History of Nobska Point Light, Woods Hole, Massachusetts

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Incredible discovery near Rome… Archaeologists preparing for a solar plant project have revealed a treasure trove of history - an elite Roman necropolis dating back to the 2nd-4th centuries AD! Unearthed beneath a mundane field are 67 opulently dressed skeletons, adorned in golden jewelry and fine footwear, offering a window into the luxurious lives of ancient Roman elites.

This 52-acre site, rich with artifacts like silver rings, amulets, Roman coins, and terracotta pottery, was once a resting place for affluent Roman families. Emanuele Giannini, the lead archaeologist, marvels at the intact skeletons, some still in their expensive shoes, showing no signs of physical labor - true members of Roman high society!

Each tomb mimics the architecture of earthly homes, and the communal burial practice speaks volumes about the Roman focus on family and status. But why this place? Why here? These are the mysteries unfolding as archaeologists delve deeper into this ancient world of opulence and familial bonds.

#necropolis #Roman Empire #Roman Society & Culture #Other Artifacts #Rome #cemetery #burials

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vodika-vibes · 7 months

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Another Star Wars AU idea, because that's about how much my brain is working, lol

Consider, Obi-Wan shows up on Kamino following Jango Fett, and decides that, rather than following the man into an obvious trap, he's going to stay on Kamino and deal with the secret army of identical men.

Obi-Wan talks to some of the Kaminoans, who are gleefully showing him the signed and dated contract from Master Sifo Dyas.

So he hums and haws and then smiles brightly, "I'm terribly sorry," he says charmingly, "I'm not nearly high ranking enough to handle this situation appropriately. Can we wait 3 days for someone else to arrive?"

"Of course, Master Jedi," The Kaminoans say, "Whatever you like!"

Three days later, 67 year old Jedi Solicitor Marlowe Dunn shows up with her army of paralegal Padawans. There are seven of them.

And suddenly, the Kaminoans are far less confident about everything.

Also, Master Marlowe stumbles over Domino Squad, considers them for a moment, and then claims them for herself.

"But master," Obi-Wan says, feeling like a padawan himself, "But master, you already have 7 padawans."

"And now I have 12," Master Marlowe replies, and she she catches a glimpse of Dogma, "13."

#star wars #tcw #star wars au #we stan one grandma jedi master #vod'ika ramblings

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desertfangs · 4 months

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Armand/Daniel, Louis/Daniel - 5 Chapters - Explicit

Y'all, I'm so excited about this because this is, no joke, the first AU I've ever written in terms of truly being an alternate universe (I've done some canon divergent stuff but that's it.) I've just been so inspired by the wonderful AUs and AU ideas in this fandom and when I saw the prompt, I knew what I wanted to do.

This was written for @valenfangs for the prompt "Dating App."

Anyhow, I'm a little nervous because this is something I haven't done before but I'm so excited about this fic and I'm really happy with how it turned out. It's 5 chapters, all written (so it is complete), although there is potential for more chapters or a sequel so we'll see. I will post one chapter per week.

Also, where is that anon who asked if I'd ever write Louis/Daniel because uh... here you go. They are not the main focus but the first chapter is pretty much them so... You're welcome! I told you I never know what might happen!

Summary: In this modern, human AU, Daniel is a radio intern with a podcast who installs a Dating App to find love. He matches with a strange, pretty guy named Armand, and meets another gorgeous man, Louis, in a bar. Dating is complicated and weird, but Daniel just wants to find love.

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It was an alert from the new dating app he’d signed up for. His pulse quickened. He’d made a profile in a fit of loneliness the other night, a little tipsy and unable to sleep. For all his time spent talking to people, he never seemed to make any lasting romantic connections and the app was a desperate attempt to change that.

Most of the matches had seemed wrong to him immediately and while he didn’t mind the odd dick pic, he didn’t understand the point of sending them without so much as hello to accompany the photo, nor what he was meant to do when he received them. He’d sent one back once and the guy unmatched with him, which hadn’t helped his confidence. Since then, he’d pretty much written the app off as a failed experiment.

He looked at this new match. The guy was gorgeous, that was the first thing he noticed. Auburn hair curling around his chin, big brown eyes, pale skin, and a dusting of freckles. He was young, maybe a few years younger than him. In the photo, he was wearing a t-shirt (a rarity on these apps, most dudes went shirtless), but the funniest part was his profile photo made him look kind of bored. He was smiling faintly but like the photo had been taken by someone else holding him at gunpoint. Daniel found that endearing.

His profile said his name was Armand. He was twenty years old and a student at SFSU. He liked video games, science, and museums. Daniel had to admit he was intrigued. He accepted the match and then sent a short message: “Hi! You’re hot. I also love museums. Maybe we could go sometime.” He hit send and then immediately worried it was stupid. He resisted the urge to delete it. He silenced his phone and tossed it onto his bed.

He went back to editing the podcast, because he needed to get it uploaded by midnight so it could go out tomorrow on time. Not that any of his 67 subscribers ever complained if he was late.

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wanted to make a series of blurbs about dating the different harry eras while you’re in college and he’s on the road! here’s fbh to start off ✿

just as a note your ig is private! so harry follows you obviously but no one else sees your posts besides your followers :)

other parts of this series can be found here!

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yourinstagram guess who turns 19 today!! happy happy birthday my h, it’s been a pleasure to love you and watch you shine this past year. sucks i can’t be there to celebrate with you in person but i’ll see you very soon! save some cake for me 💞

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harrystyles Thank you I love youuu. Can’t wait to see you in two weeks, I’ll keep your slice of cake safe for you ❤️

yourbff so cute ily two so much

girlfromyourschool i still can’t believe you’re dating harry styles.

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1dupdatesofficial Harry signing autographs outside of (your school) today! Students said he stopped by to surprise his girlfriend, Y/N, before her midterms.

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harrystan1 he’s such a good bf i could cry!

1dfan4ever the fact that they only have like 3 days of break before the next show & he chose to go surprise her instead of flying home 💔 he’s just the sweetest

yourroommate hey harry get out of my room

harryfan3 he’s not in your room he’s with his gf? weirdo

yourroommate lol if only u knew…

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yourinstagram who is this dude and why did he just raid my mini fridge?

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harrystyles Thanks for the juice babeeee

yourinstagram you owe me $20 for groceries. are they even feeding you on tour?

harrystyles I’m eating so good. But food always tastes better when it’s stolen

yourroommate venmo us $20 right now

harrystyles I’m working on it, you know I don’t have a steady income, I’m just a guy in a band

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yourinstagram spent my spring break following h around on tour, here are some pics

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annetwist My babies! Glad to see you two had lots of fun!

yourinstagram we had so much fun! hope you enjoyed your holiday as well ❤️

yourbff why do these look like pictures a mom would take of her kid

yourinstagram omg

#harry styles fake ig #harry styles social media #harry styles imagine #harry styles #harry styles fake instagram #harry eras

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I don’t actually like you — Quinn Hughes x reader

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An/ I don’t know how I feel about this 👹😬😭

Quinn Hughes is someone who you genuinely can’t stand but put up with due to your friendship with Jack who was the middle Hughes brother. Your family had moved down the street from the Hughes family and your mom’s quickly became friends which resulted in you becoming friends with Jack who was the same age as you.

Quinn never paid any attention to you and when he did it often came in the form of teasing you other than that he didn’t care about you or so you thought.

The first time Quinn showed any interest in you was when you were sixteen and had come to the Quinn residence to see Jack it was before curfew. You had been on a date with some guy that took a wrong turn and made you feel uncomfortable and you wanted to talk to Jack about what happened. What you didn’t know was that 18-year-old Quinn had come home and heard you talking to Jack and he immediately went to track down the guy in question.

The next day at school the guy who you had been on a date with showed up with a black eye and a busted lip. He came up to you and apologized, stuttering out “Tell him I apologize and to leave me alone” before he ran off. You assumed that he was talking about Jack not knowing that Quinn was responsible.

After that day Quinn was back off to Vancouver and you went back to spending time with Jack. After that, you didn’t see much of Quinn and it was till you were 22 when you saw Quinn again. It was like history repeating itself. It was your first date all over again but this time there was no Jack to talk to as he was away with college and hockey. You didn’t know that Quinn came home for the weekend.

Coming home from another failed date you sat on the porch swing silently crying. You didn't see or hear Quinn until he sat down next to you “Who made you cry this time?” He asked, startling you.

He had seen you crying and he couldn’t help but ask you what had happened.

“Some jerk I met through a dating site. I thought he was a decent person but guess I was wrong.” You sniffled back at him through your tears.

Quinn looked around and asked “Do you mind if we go to my house I don’t want your mom to see you crying and blame me for making you cry,” he asked you softly.

In the privacy of his room, he brought you a box of tissues and a warm cup of coffee.

Quinn knew you liked to have coffee with creamer and 2 spoon fulls of sugar. He had watched you and Jack get coffee countless times at the cafe near your house before practice.

When you drank the coffee he asked what the guy's name was.

“Come on sunshine who was it who made you cry” Quinn asked one more time.

“Why do you care?” You asked

“Because some guy on the internet isn’t allowed to make you cry” he smirked “Come on what was the guy's name” he asked again.

“I don’t care if he’s just some guy. He made you cry and I’m mad about it. So what was his name.”

Quinn had always been protective over you and seeing you cry made him feel angry and helpless. He wanted to do more to comfort you but couldn’t stand to see you upset any longer and seeing how the guy had made you feel and how other guys had made you feel before he was sick of letting jerks treat you this way.

Quinn watched as you stayed silent not saying anything or showing him any sign that you were willing to tell him the guy's name.

For a moment you thought he was giving up until he took your hands in his and squeezed them tightly.

“I don’t care if he’s just some guy you can’t just keep letting guys treat you this way. So I ask you one more time what’s his name?” Quinn pleaded with you still squeezing your hands.

When you still didn’t answer him he took a deep breath trying to remain calm. He wasn’t trying to sound stern but he was trying to prove a point. He loosened his grip on your hands and sat down next to you as his voice lowered.

“Look he doesn’t deserve to get away with this. If this happened to Jack I’m sure you’d want me to do something. So let me do the same for you.”

“Matthew his name was Matthew” you finally said

Quinn stayed silent for a moment as he thought about what he was about to do but he couldn’t let just stand by and do nothing.

Quinn stood up and walked over to the door “Are you going to stay here while I go speak with Matthew?” He asked you.

“No,” you said

Quinn looked surprised “No?” He asked softly “Do you want to come with me then?”

“No”

Quinn was surprised at the firmness in your reply “Okay then what would you like me to do?” He asked you as he took a seat across from you.

“You don’t want me to let this guy get away with treating you this way so what do you want me to do?” He asked you.

“I don’t want you to talk to Matthew because your talks always end up with someone getting a black eye,” you said “I also know that it was you who beat up the guy whom I had my first date with. It took me forever to figure it out but it was you. So no I don’t want you to go” you added

His eyes widened and his jaw dropped “How did you know?” He asked you as he sat back down in his seat.

It had been a perfect crime but he didn’t imagine that you would figure it out as you were so upset over the guy he hadn’t wanted to worry you even more by confessing.

“I just know,” you said

He hated seeing you upset and he knew that he couldn’t live with himself if he’d just sat back and did nothing.

“Why does he get to make you feel this way why do guys get to make you cry yet I have to sit by and do nothing.” He asked as he tightened the grip of his hands together.

“If you don’t want me to go talk to him what do you want me to do?” He asked softly as he locked eyes with you.

“I don’t know but if you go just be careful,” you said looking down at the floor.

Quinn nodded his head and looked down at the ground for a moment “Promise me you won’t stay around anyone who makes you cry again. No more jerks and no more assholes. You find someone nice and who will treat you right. Someone who makes you laugh and treats you right. And you come to talk to me and you tell me who he is and I’ll have his ass beat.” Quinn joked.

“Who?” You said looking up at him “Who will treat me the right way because no matter what I do I always get hurt and I don’t want that to happen again. So who Quinn” you admitted

Quinn looked at you for a second silently watching you before finally letting out a sigh “Me.”

Quinn spoke softly.

The words you’d heard numerous people say and they’d always turn out to be bullshit.

Quinn looked at you waiting for your reaction.

Quinn stayed silent as he watched you waiting for your reply.

He wasn’t trying to catch you off guard and he didn’t expect you to respond right away but he had to say it before it was too late and he lost all hope of being with you.

Quinn looked down at the ground waiting for a reply.

It was a long shot and he’d come this far. What did he have to lose? He felt like there was a good chance you’d say no but that didn’t matter. He couldn’t go another day not letting you know how he felt about you.

He didn’t want his chance to be taken away by some other guy.

“Quinn?” You asked nervously as you locked eyes with him.

He looked up at you and couldn’t help but smile softly. To you, it was just a tiny quirk that he did when he was either irritated or nervous.

But at this moment he was neither.

He looked at you waiting for your answer.

“I like you” Quinn spoke softly

“I’ve liked you since you were 16 and even before that. Even though I pretended that I didn’t like you and I didn’t care about you I did” he said as he took his hands out of his pocket and placed them on the table in front of him.

“Your laugh, your smile, your goofy quirks that no one else sees the way that I do everything about you makes me happy. Seeing you happy and being near you makes me happy. Everything about you makes me happy.” he said as he was still waiting for your answer.

“The thought of you being away from me scares me. The thought of you being with someone else makes me jealous I wouldn’t be able to take it” he admitted as he stepped closer to you not taking his eyes off of you for a second.

“So I don’t know who out there is going to be able to treat you right, who’s going to make you laugh and make you happy but one thing I do know is that it’s not going to be anyone but me.” His voice had been low and soft the whole time but now a slight edge of confidence had made its way into his voice.

“I always thought that you hated me” you finally said

Quinn laughed softly “hated you? Why in the world would I hate you” he asked “I’m not going to lie. I didn't really like you at first but after a while when I really got to know you I started to realize how much your laugh made me smile. And your smile made me feel warm inside. I didn’t know what it was back then but now I know it was me falling for you.”

“I just couldn’t admit it at first because I didn’t want you to think that I was some kind of weirdo who fell for his little brother's best friend but I still care about you and this whole time I’ve kept my mouth shut. But I wasn’t going let my chance of being with you slip away” he said softly, his expression softening a little bit as he spoke.

Quinn kept stepping closer until he was only inches away from you. His eyes locked on yours as he put his hand on your cheek. He felt electricity run through his body the moment his palm touched your cheek and his breath hitched.

“I can’t let you be with anybody else so unless you tell me to stop right now then I’m going to kiss you.”

Quinn had always thought of this moment but he had always imagined it one way but being here in this moment with you he knew it had to happen.

Your body language told him that this moment wasn’t unwanted. Your eyes were locked on his and your expression was soft and gentle.

He took a deep breath before lowering his face towards yours.

The moment his lips touched yours everything felt like it froze in time. The silence was deafening as your eyes remained locked on each others.

Your breathing had become heavy but neither of you wanted this moment to end.

As the kiss ended you could see the smile on his face as he pulled away his face flushed with color.

Quinn pulled back and stood there looking at you for a moment. His expression remained plastered with a smile as he kept silent.

He wanted to say something, anything, but he didn’t know what he should say. All he was positive of was that he was happy, he had just kissed the girl he’d been dreaming of kissing for years.

“I hope that wasn’t too far too soon” Quinn finally spoke.

A tiny piece of doubt entered his mind as he stared at your face waiting for a reply.

He didn’t know if you liked him the way he liked you but after that kiss he felt that it was worth the risk.

“I liked that” you softly admitted

Quinn let out a small sigh of relief as he let his shoulders relax. His hands fell to his side and finally his body was relaxed, the tension that he’d been holding onto had been released.

“That’s good to hear because I do plan on having a whole lot more kisses in the future.” He said with a smirk as his hand landed on your hip.

Quinn moved in a little closer before leaning his body against yours and wrapping his arm around your waist. The two of you stood there silent for a couple seconds as you both savored the moment.

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ryeriy · 1 year

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A roaring crowd is all I can hear right now. People pushing and shoving others trying to get to the "front" of the line. Even though we are all going to the same place. Inside the UBS Arena. All of this is just to watch the New York Islanders play tonight. The game started at 7:00 pm and it was only 5:30 and everyone was swarming, pushing, and shoving. As if we were in the apocalypse. It took me thirty minutes just to get inside the arena.

After finally getting into the arena I just decided to walk around. It was just me tonight at the game. I had seats in the one hundred. This was my first Islanders game and I was excited about it. The first time I could watch my boyfriend play. Mathew Barzal. I was even wearing a New York Islanders jersey with the number 13 on it with his name on the back. His jersey. Keeping to myself just walking through the crowd of people to try and locate my seat. I took a few pictures of my surroundings trying to soak it in before it becomes loud, packed, and even louder. I didn't know much or even care much about hockey before. But now I'm dating a guy who plays it professionally, I've started to care more about it.

Before the game started I got some popcorn to snack on during the game. You could tell it was getting close to warm-ups based on how the crowd was acting. One word to describe it. Rowdy. I was close enough to the glass where I could go up and watch the warm-ups. Mathew smiled at me a few times. I took a bunch of videos and pictures of Mathew. I know this means a lot for me to come to his game.

1...2...3...

It's dropped.

The puck dropped. The game started. The crowd got wild. Then everyone got up and screamed. It was intense. I didn't know what was going on. All I could do was try and look for Mathew. In search for someone with the number 13 on their back with white, orange, and blue. Then there he was. My boyfriend, Mathew Barzal. On the ice. I couldn't help but cheer for him. Soon enough he was skating it down the ice going towards the goal and....goal! Mathew scored!

I jumped up and down and cheered. "Yay! Mathew!" I clapped, jumped, screamed, and yelled for him. I was just so excited I saw his goal. The lady sitting next to me looked at me and laughed. "One of those fan girls?" She says to me. I move my head to face her. I was so mad. I just wanted to blurt out I was his girlfriend but she would never believe it and me and Mathew wanted to keep it on the low and not let people know and I respected that. "Yeah, just excited!" I said to the lady.

I was just in admiration of him. I felt like it was just me and him in the whole arena and everything stopped for a second. All I could see was him and hear him and all he could see was me and hear me. I smiled at him, seeing him smile back. That smile made me snap out of it. Everyone else reappeared in my environment as long as the sounds. Now all I could think about is that is the number 13 I love. Mathew Barzal.

The Islanders won that night. I and Mathew both went home happy. He texted me where I should go to wait for him and I followed his instructions as much as I can trying not to get lost. I saw a sign on the door saying locker room and I knew this is where I had to be. Waiting outside the door for Mathew to walk out any second. I could hear his voice from the door and soon enough the door swung open and it was Mathew. In his suit with his stuff in a long duffle bag filled with hockey equipment. "Well look at you!" Mathew says while giving me a side hug with his arm pulling me close to him. He had his duffle bag swung on his other shoulder. "Wearing my jersey!" He said.

All I could do was chuckle a bit before speaking. "Yep, must be your good luck charm. I mean you won tonight." I said while smiling at him. As we began to walk out of the arena and out to the parking lot where we had both parked. "Of course, you are my good luck charm! That's why I always need you around!" He says while kissing me on the forehead with his arm around me still. "I'll just have to come to all of your games wearing this," I say and he laughed a little bit with me. "I love you." He says to me. "I love you too, Mathew." I smile at him and stop walking for a moment. Pausing and kissing him softly before pulling away, smiling and we continued walking out.

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Robert Motherwell (1915-1991) Elegy to the Spanish Republic (Basque Elegy) signed and dated 'R Motherwell 67' (upper left); signed again, titled and dated again '"Elegy to the Spanish Republic (the Basque Elegy)" Robert Motherwell 1967' (on the reverse) oil on canvas 82¼ x 138 in. (350.5 x 208.9 cm.) Painted in 1967.

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gennyanydots · 1 year

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Here in Your Arms

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Robert ‘Bob’ Floyd x f!reader

Best friends to dating

High school au

It’s gonna hurt a little but then it gets better. I promise.

Written for @roosterforme ‘s Love is in the air TGM playlist challenge

Based off the song “Here (in Your Arms)” by Hellogoodbye

You miss Bobby.

You miss seeing him every day before first period. He’d always meet you at your locker then walk to class with you with an arm sling over your shoulders.

You knew this would happen eventually. It was inevitable that things would come between the two of you. So when Bobby started dating Leanna, you knew your relationship with him would change.

You had grown up together. Your moms were best friends, lived next to each other and everything, so when they were going to have babies within six months of each other, they were so excited for you two to grow up together. Your moms had you do everything together. Coordinating Halloween costumes every single year with a million pictures taken. You started preschool together in the same class. Every vacation your family went on so did Bobby’s. Pretty much every big memory you have from your childhood Bobby was there. The bestest friend you could ever have.

When middle school came, it was a little rough for the two of you. The separation between boys and girls became more and more apparent but Bobby never let that come between you both even making sure to set a specific time for you every single week, best friend Fridays when you would watch a movie together. You told him quite a few times over the years that if he wanted to hang out with his guy friends some Fridays that it would be okay. He stared at you like you grew two heads and told you he would never do something like that. So Bobby would still come over every Friday night for best friend Fridays and that was that.

Sadly high school had put an end to best friend Fridays during football season. Everyone went to the football games in town so it would be weird if you and Bobby didn’t go, so for a couple months every year you’ve had to put best friend movie nights on hold but you still spent the night with some other friends added to the mix.

But now…. now you seem to have to put them on hold again. Leanna signed her and Bobby up for some sort of class on Friday nights for the next 8 weeks. You’re almost positive she did it on purpose. Jealous that you get one night of her boyfriend’s attention all to yourself like he doesn’t make sure to text her back immediately every time.

You knew Bobby felt bad when he told you he couldn’t make best friend Fridays for a while. You’re sure he felt even worse when he saw your face. He tried to backtrack and tell you he could find another night to hang out with you but you told him it was fine. It wasn’t his fault. You felt bad watching him walk home dejectedly but whatever he felt you knew you felt worse. This was much harder on you than him.

Leanna’s taken every bit of Bobby’s attention. No more walking to first period together. No more eating lunch together. No best friend Fridays. Soon no more best friend time at all. Graduation seemed to be coming up so quickly. You only have 67 more days of school. Not that you were counting. You know Bobby wants to head to the Naval Academy as soon as he can. 6 hours away. The farthest you’ve ever been away from each other.

Maybe you should thank Leanna, if anything she’s making it easier to let Bobby go. Sort of like a trial separation.

You spent time with other friends to make the Friday nights feel less lonely. Your mom let you know that first Friday of Bobby and Leanna’s cooking class that Bobby stopped over to see you but you were out at a movie with a group of your close girl friends. Your mom told him he could come back Saturday morning but he never showed. You’re not sure if you’re surprised or not.

It’s weird to see a friendship dying in real time. There wasn’t anything you could do about it but let go. You’d see him every once in a while, he still lived next door to you after all, but you just never talked. His girlfriend was always there. You’d give a half hearted wave and that was that.

After 6 weeks of missed best friend Fridays you’re pretty sure even after this class thing ends you won’t see Bobby anymore, so when week 7 came along you were pretty shocked to see Bobby at your front door almost immediately after school.

“Hey princess,” Bobby says with a smile, calling you the nickname he gave you when you were both five and your mothers decided you would be a prince and princess for Halloween. He has both hands shoved deep in his pockets.

“Hey Bobby,” you say moving out of the way for him to come in.

“Oh my goodness gracious! Do my eyes deceive me or is that Robert Floyd back in our house?!” You mother says dramatically.

Bobby blushes and laughs, “Yeah, sorry, I was in some cooking class but I don’t want to do that anymore.” He looks over at you for your reaction and you just look at him questioningly then he mouths, “Later” to you and you nod.

“Not sure what you need some cooking class for, your mothers been teaching you since you were little. The both of you,” you mom says with a huff then gestures to the stairs, “Alright you two head on up and I’ll call you when the pizza is here. You know where the soda and snacks are.”

“Thanks,” Bobby says as he heads upstairs.

Your mom shoots you a look once Bobby is out of her sight and you shrug, “I don’t know.” You follow after him up the stairs and find him already laying on your bed with his hands behind his head and eyes closed, like this is normal. Like he hadn’t missed the last six Fridays together.

You lean against your door frame, “Well don’t you look comfy.”

“I have told you time and time again that your bed is superior to mine,” he opens one eye and makes grabby hands towards you.

“Yeah, I’m not laying down there with you. Pretty sure your girlfriend already hates me,” you say with a huff and sit in the saucer chair that’s in the corner of your room.

Bobby shrugs, “Don’t know who you’re talking about. I don’t have a girlfriend.”

You grab the pillow from behind your back that sits on the chair and throw it at him, “Explain yourself, Robert!”

He laughs and sits up holding his hands out in front of him, “Okay, okay! Don’t throw things at me!”

You pick up a shirt from your floor and ball it up then throw it at him, “Then tell me what happened!”

“We broke up,” Bobby says with a shrug.

“Okay,” you say looking at him with your head slighting cocked to the side. “Can I ask why?”

“It’s a free country,” Bobby says as he lays back down on your bed.

You get up and lay down on your back next to him, like you’d been doing since you were children, and turn your head to face him, “Why did you and Leanna break up?”

“I didn’t like her as much anymore,” Bobby says after sighing.

“You’re the worst at explaining anything,” you say rolling your eyes.

He laughs and sits up enough to lean on his elbow facing you, “We were fighting over something stupid and she said something and I realized she was right and I couldn’t be with her anymore.”

“What did she say?” You ask looking up at him.

“She said I didn’t have enough room in my heart for anyone else. She was right,” he says with a small smile.

“Because it’s full of love for your mama?” You ask with a laugh.

He chuckles, “Yeah princess, love for my mama.”

You beam at him, “So, what movie are we gonna watch?”

“We’re watching as many as we can before we pass out,” he says with a grin. “I have to make up for all the ones I missed.”

After four movies, a pizza, sodas, and two bags of popcorn you both fell asleep on your bed. Your mom chuckled when she checked on you both, seeing you wrapped up in each other’s arms with snacks strewn about. She cleaned the ones off the bed and threw a blanket over the both of you before kissing each of your foreheads and heading to bed with your father.

You wake up to the feeling of someone nuzzling into your hair and you try to swat them away. The chest you were pressed against chuckles a few times and the arms wrapped around you hold you tighter.

“Morning princess,” you hear a voice say aloud. You reply back with a grumble and bury your face in the warm chest.

“I’ve missed you. Quite terribly,” Bobby whispers to you. “I knew it but I didn’t realize the extent until I woke up with you in my arms.”

“I like when you sleep here,” you say, or at least try to, while you yawn.

“Do you want to know a secret?” Bobby whispers to you.

You nod and Bobby nudges your chin up with a finger so you look at him.

“Leanna said my heart was too full of love for you. It hadn’t even occurred to me that I loved you like that but it’s true. It hit me so suddenly and I don’t think I’ll ever be the same,” he says with that soft smile of his.

It takes you a second to process, you just woke up after all. You reach up and brush your fingers against his cheek.

You go to sit up but Bobby stops you with a hand on your arm, “Don’t go. Please.”

You smile at him and wiggle your body up so you’re eye to eye with him, “There’s no place else I could be but here in your arms.” You lean down and press your lips against his and he wraps a hand around the back of your neck to hold you to him.

“Finally!” You hear from the door to your room and you both break away quickly and look to see both of your mothers in the doorway.

You both groan and they laugh.

“We were just coming to wake you up. Pancakes are ready,” your mom says with a smile as Bobby’s mom giggles.

“We’ll just be going now. Definitely not to get out the scrapbooks we’ve been making for your wedding since you were both four,” Bobby’s mom says and they both turn and practically run away, giddy with excitement.

Bobby laughs and turns your face back to him and pulls you down for another kiss.

After a few minutes you pull away, “I want to revisit this but I’m hungry and I’m not positive they haven’t started calling venues.”

Bobby laughs, “Would it be so bad to be married to me?”

You shake your head, “No, it wouldn’t.”

Bobby smiles, “At least we have four years before we can get married, per the Naval Academy. Plenty of time to reel them back in and plan the wedding we want.”

You kiss him chastely and smile, “Can’t wait, Bobby.”

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