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non-stop-imagines · 10 months

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Girl Almighty

Pairing: Oscar Piastri x Black Driver!Reader

Summary: In which Oscar is his girlfriend's number one fan and advocate for getting onto the Formula 1 grid.

Word Count: ~3.3k words and a lot of smau

Warning: Twitter environment, mentions of food, crying, parents (it's happy though 😁), goofy friendship fun with various other drivers, Logan being an Oscar and reader stan lowkey

A/N: Like all the other requests, this one was just the best to make. I had to do such a deep dive into Oscar Piastri history because I wanted this idea to really work. This is actually the first of the "drabble" requests I have received so this is the first time you guys are seeing how I'm gonna approach those requests. So if you do ever just request a general "drabble", no specific prompt, I'm gonna put the story to a song that I think fits, unless you want to suggest a song. I do have an 83 hour playlist on Spotify, so if you don't have a song in mind that's fine by me 😁😁😁 Anyway, I hope you all enjoy, especially after Oscar's DNF today, I think this little bit of joy is needed. Love you all! 💖💛💖💛

A/N 2: All of the pictures used for the smau portions are all from pinterest and are not my own product.

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2020; Start of the FIA Formula 3 Season

“Okay, breath, Oscar. You can do this.” The pep talk is whispered from Oscar’s mouth as he mentally encourages himself to walk over to you, chatting away with other drivers as you guys wait for the driver meeting to begin. He starts to take a step, watching his feet and taking another deep breath, but when he looks back up again he's stopped in his tracks. It was like a spotlight shone on just you, teeth visible and accompanying the exuberant laugh coming from you, smiling glossy lips and hair half up in 2 fluffy ponytails. Everything around you came back into view when he watched you reach a hand out to push the shoulder of your teammate, Theo, after something he said. Oscar could only watch, waiting until the audience you had around you tapered off one by one.

“That’s her, right?” Oscar jumps at Logan’s arm finding its way around his shoulders.

“Yeah, that’s her.” Oscar practically sighs, cursing Theo who seems to linger around you a little longer.

“She looks different. A really good different.” Logan keeps his attention on you as he speaks, so he’s caught off guard by the elbow Oscar throws into his side. “Alright, man. She’s yours.” He removes his arm from his friend so he could rub his hurting side.

"No, that's not-" Oscar's hands run through his hair to express the conflict in his mind. How, yes he wanted you to be his because he has had a crush on you since you both were 10, but also that he was trying real hard to not make a fool of himself because you've only met twice, once when you guys were 10 and once when you were 14. But both of your rises up the karting ranks, champions in your own rights, all the way up to your F3 debut has been public. So it wouldn't be crazy for him to tell you he remembers you, right?

"Well, whatever it is, now's your chance. She's alone." Logan briefly points your direction and sure enough, there you were, tapping and scrolling on your phone, beautiful face in a neutral position that made your lips pout.

"You know what? Maybe I don't-" Oscar starts to back track, stunned by you, but Logan turns him back around and starts to push him over there.

"No, you've been talking about this for a week straight. If you guys aren't sucking face by the end of the month, I'm writing a formal complaint." Once considered to be within earshot, Logan starts talking about something random, something that goes in one of Oscar's ears and out the other, his heartbeat pounding in his head as he gets close. "Oh hey, I'll be right back I, uh, there's something over there…" Logan gives Oscar one last pat on the back and walks off. For Oscar, the world went silent when you looked up at him, enticing brown eyes putting a shame to his own, lips starting to curl into a polite grin until you get a good look at him, and tilt your head as you visibly began thinking about where you've seen him before. Oscar clears his throat.

"Hi, uh, I don't- I'm, uh, I'm Oscar." He holds out his hand for you to shake. Your hand is nice in his, soft despite calluses that have developed from years of driving, but fit like a puzzle piece. He forced himself to keep his eyes on yours, though it was hard for him to look at you, an angel among men, without doing something drastic.

"Y/n." Your hands linger in each others for a moment after the greeting, but once you pull back your hand you cross your arms and bring an amused smile to your face.

"I don't know if you remember me. We've, um, raced each other a couple times before…" Oscar had no idea what to do with his hands. He wanted to touch you, so bad. Wrap his arms around your waist and push the bit of curly hair that escaped to your shoulder back to its place and wait for it to happen again just so he can be as close as possible to you. Instead he settles with rubbing the nape of neck with one hand and the other waving mildly as he spoke.

"Oh, I remember you. But a couple times…I only remember when we were 10. Karting in Australia. I remember because I lost badly to you." You smile and he melts, and your laugh almost makes him miss what you said.

"Wait, when we were 10, you finished second." He copies you and crosses his arms, that being his best bet of keeping his hands to himself.

"Okay, yeah. By like 4 seconds. That's quite the gap." You look down to pick at your nails, but then jerk your head back up as Oscar's words come back to you. "Okay, so 10, but when was the second time?"

"We were 14. Australia again." He uncrosses his arms and brings his hands to his hips when he sees the confusion on your face. "You won! You beat my ass, actually. By nearly 8 seconds. Logan got third." You thought about it for a moment, eyebrows scrunching as memories moved through your brain, but it was obvious the moment you remembered because a large grin that revealed a dimple in your left cheek spread across your face.

"Okay I remember that. I also remember you doing, like, everything you could for me after. I asked you why and you simply said 'Because you won.' and I asked no more questions after that." You chuckle, bringing a hand to your forehead. "It didn't help that I had a major crush on you, too. I was on cloud nine that entire weekend."

"Oh, you had a crush on me?" The snarkiness of his inquiry far from matched the speed of his heart and the drop in temperature of his hands.

"Don't make fun of me, okay? I was 14, and apparently had a thing for Australians with floofy hair." You motioned at his hair, then replaced your hand on your hip. "I've since gotten over it, but I guess you'll be delighted, and me thoroughly embarrassed, to hear that you and Ashton Irwin from 5 Seconds of Summer took turns being my hand when I used to practice kissing." Something got into you in that moment, where it was more important for you to let it be known to Oscar the intensity of your old crush on him, like it would have any influence on your current curiosity.

"Oh. Ha. Well, the feeling was mutual. But, I mean, what boy wouldn't have a crush on the girl who beat them at karting?" Oscar shrugs with his arms still crossed, head tilting toward his left shoulder with the movement.

"It's only natural." You both giggle at the interaction, the words and the timing.

"Well, I think Logan, Frederik and I are trying to figure out something to do tonight, you know after all of the media festivities. Would you want to come? And Theo, too. I don't know what you usually do pre-race weekend, but…" Oscar trails off as he uncrosses his arms and places them in his pocket, looking everywhere but you, subconsciously looking for Logan so he knows what direction to go if he needs to make a quick getaway.

"I think I can find some time to hang out with a couple of old fans." Your smile nearly knocks Oscar off his feet, literally, because after you accepted his invitation, he heard Logan calling for him, to which he automatically started moving in that direction making him stumble over his own feet, but luckily he catches himself.

"Okay, good-uh, cool. I'll, um…I'll text you the plans once we figure them out." He starts to jog away, confident in what had just taken place.

"You'll need my number for that." You stayed in place, arms crossed, smiling when Oscar turns around to jog back to you.

"You are correct." Oscar gives you a beaming smile as he reaches for your phone while pulling out his.

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drivetimeyn Seasons Greetings 😌🎄 (you know, cause it's the end of the season and it's also Christmas and-) Oh yeah, congrats, Oscar 😚

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oscarpiastri You took a lot of pictures of me eating > drivetimeyn It was the only time you were sitting still 🧍‍♂️ swisssauber Who else is gonna miss this group? 🥲 theopouchaire21 See you next year, teammate 😎 > drivetimeyn Hope everyone is prepared for more shenanigans 😼

> swisssauber HAHA JK premaprincess Yn is the best thing to come into these boys lives. Convince me otherwise > oscarpiastri We agree 🌞

2021; FIA Formula 2 Season

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drivetimeyn Happy Birthday to my Pretty Podium Pal ❤️ Hope you have a wonderful day, my love

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oscarpiastri I get to see you later, that alone makes this a great birthday 🥰 Love you, baby 😘 > drivetimeyn Love you too, honey cake ☺️ > oscarpiastri That's new robertshwartzman Thank you again for those cookies! Keep an eye out for a request around my birthday 🤩 f2freak ...my love? Who- when... lecooleclerc And everyone thought I was crazy 😔 prettypiastri These two are too freaking cute, I can't take it 😵‍💫😫

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drivetimeyn Thank you for inviting your biggest fan. So proud of you! Have fun up in the big leagues next year 💙🩷

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oscarpiastri My stunning forever +1 💗 😍 You should be moving up with me but at least now I can watch you be great 🤩 naomischiff I feel like I'm always instastalking you but you're always stunning and this is no different. LOVE! 💗🤎💗 oscarnyngoals The way these two can step out, EAT, and leave no crumbs is impeccable✨ > oscarpiastri It's all Yn, I'm just an accessory > drivetimeyn You're usually more than an accessory, but when you are an accessory, you're the best one😘 ferrariyn I don't know what I'll do with these two not on the same grid

2022; Your 2nd Formula 2 Season, Oscar's Alpine Reserve Season

"Hey, baby. Did you just get home?" You wave to one last person as you leave the Alfa Romeo facility in Zurich, harshly inhaling as you step out into the nippy mid-October Swiss air.

"Yes, after a long day in the sim. I see you're just leaving, too. It's, like, 7pm there, right?" Oscar props his phone on the bottle of cooking oil next to him at enough of a distance so you can see most of him while he's cooking his dinner.

"If it 6pm in Enstone, theennn…." You flash a bright cheeky smile at your sarcasm as you spot your car and head over to it.

"I am not afraid to hang up." Oscar chuckles, briefly looking at the phone while his hands are occupied sautéing vegetables.

"Yes you are, you love me too much." You unlock your car and quickly get in, recoiling from the slight relief that you got from the cold temperature outside. "You also know I could beat you in a fight." You start up your car and allow it to warm up, placing your phone in the holder on the dashboard and removing your coat to toss it in the seat next to you.

"Correct on both points." He pushes his phone back slightly to open up the counter so he had somewhere to place the package of sausages. "You had a couple of workouts today?"

"And a quick sim session and, uh, a meeting. With Fred." You put your car in drive and pull out of the parking spot that you had backed into.

"You were going to talk to him today weren't you? How did that go?" Oscar was fully invested in what you had to say, to the point where he turned off the burners on his stove and sat down on a stool at the counter.

"Well," You chuckle sarcastically thinking about the interaction, trying to bring yourself to talk about it. "It wasn't bad, just…disappointing." You sigh, looking left and right before leaving the Alfa Romeo campus and entering the main road.

"Oh no," One thing Oscar has always done was sympathize with you whenever you felt a strong emotion. You were happy, he was ecstatic. You were mad, he was furious. So when he heard the annoyance and sadness in your chuckle and sigh, he wished he could jump through the screen to comfort you and ring the neck of whoever made you feel that way, which seems to be Fred Vassuer at the moment.

"I asked about the possibility of being a reserve driver or something for Alfa next year. He wasn't rude or anything, I think he actually liked the idea, but in the end he just told me to keep my head down and focus on racing. He also said that while it is nice to be up with the F1 teams, it would be a waste of my driving talents to not be racing on a grid next year, so I think that was his way of telling me it's F2 again next season." You flick on your turn signal and move into a turn lane, slightly more irritated than usual at the slow driver that was in front of you.

"That's stupid." That was all Oscar could say as he set down the phone and ran his fingers through his hair.

"But it was weird because, the way Fred was talking, it was like he had no control over what happens once the season is done." When Oscar picks up his phone again he couldn't help but calm down slightly at your driving concentration face that occasionally turns towards him. "Also, he has never been so adamant about me doing something as much as he was about me staying in a position where I can drive, even if it is F2 again. So, I guess I'll go with it, but I'm not happy about it." You stop at a light and lean back into your seat. You both sat in tense silence, Oscar waiting to see if you had anything else, and you waiting to see if Oscar had any words of wisdom or mutual anger.

"Let's go to Paris." Oscar's words shocked you, even more than the honk behind you that signaled for you to go before anyone got too mad.

"What?" You were tempted to pull over so you could watch Oscar's face as he spoke, to see if he was just kidding you, but you kept on heading home.

"Next week. I'll be at the Viry HQ all week next week, but I'm off during the weekend, and I'm sure you are too. I'll fly you out there. You need to decompress from all of this." He stands up from the stool to head back to his stove, completely serious about his suggestion.

"Really? I love Paris." You start eyeing fast food restaurants the closer you got to home. Maybe it would be too bad to stop for food.

"I know, we'll go to that little café you like. Go to every park we can find. Go to the Louvre so you can look at the art and I can watch you look at the art." He smiles to himself as he cuts up a sausage to toss into another pan.

"Why not just look at the art?" Your stomach rumbles as the smell from a restaurant wafts into your car as you wait at another red light.

"Because, I think it's much more interesting to watch art look at art, and I think myself lucky to be able to do so." You knew this light was long, so you had enough time to stare at Oscar after his cheesy pick up line.

"That was terrible, but…I'll agree to the Paris weekend. As long as there are more jokes like that." You start to drive again as the light turns green.

"No promises. Bad jokes are my MO." Oscar pours the cooked vegetables onto a white plate. "On another note, I see your eyes looking that the restaurant while you drive. I was there when you were cooking your meal prep a couple of days ago. Get home and eat that so you can go to bed."

"Fine." You finally stop searching for a good restaurant and set your sights on home, which was your original plan, but you liked it when Oscar instructed you to take care of yourself. So, home you went, you and your boyfriend blabbing each other's ears off.

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oscarpiastri Had to help my baby ✨decompress ✨

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drivetimeyn Thank you, my love ❤️ Definitely recharged and ready to finish out the season 👊🏿 logansargeant Where was my invite? > theopouchaire21 Yeah me too? > drivetimeyn Please, children, mommy and daddy had to take some time to be alone 😚 > awaywego SEE IM NOT WEIRD FOR CALLING THEM MOM AND DAD theoandynbesties We all deserve someone that invests as much energy in us as Oscar does in Yn

2023; Your 3rd Formula 2 Season, Oscar's 1st Formula 1 Season ; Spa- Belgian GP

You park your car in front of the first place sign in parc ferme and quickly and somewhat clumsily remove the steering wheel, climb out your car and replace it, hands shaking from nerves and exhaustion after a hard fought race in the rain. You, first, place your hands on the halo, taking a few deep breaths and grounding yourself to the present, something necessary for you after each race because for you, racing is an out of body experience, something where you are a heightened version of yourself and at a certain point it feels like your watching from a third person view. Once back to the present, you go to get weighed and take note of the cheering. Loud cheering. Much louder than when you normally win. You turn and see your team excited for you and you’re startled when you feel Theo run up and hug you tight once he gets off the scale, yelling something that you didn’t quite catch because he still had his helmet on. You spot your boyfriend and head his direction, confused at the wide smile he had on his face.

“Do you know what you just did?” He had his hands on your shoulders, but you felt a third one touch your shoulder blade when Arthur, who got third in the Sprint, came up behind you.

“Congratulations. You deserve it after the drive you just had. P5 to P1.” You were looking at everyone wide eyed. Did you just do what you think you did? You knew you were ahead in the championship, only needing a few more points to be considered champion because no amount of points would allow anyone to surpass you.

“Did I do it? Drivers’ Championship?” Your voice was light and airy as your gaze switched between Oscar and Charles, who you just then realized was there.

“You did it baby! I knew you could!” You stood in shock, grateful Oscar’s hands were at your waist because you needed to stay steady. As soon as it sunk in you wrapped your arms around Oscar’s neck and started bawling. You worked so hard to get here, tiring yourself out mentally, physically and emotionally. You felt like you were going nowhere but now here you are, your name etched into the history books forever. Oscar consoled you, rubbing your back, and then sent you in the direction of your parents, to whom you continued to bawl on. Nearly every person you encountered received tears somewhere on their person, but luckily by podium time you had no more tears left, so you were able to enjoy your champagne celebration without the embarrassment of crying, Oscar watching happily below until he received a tap on his shoulder.

“I expected nothing less from Yn. She has been amazing since you guys were in F3.” Charles pats Oscar’s back as he turns his attention back to the podium where you and his brother were knocking champagne bottles before taking a swig.

“I know. I’m glad she got this chance but, I can’t help but be pissed because even with all of this,” Oscar waves his hand at the excitement. “She has yet to receive any offers. Even from her own driving academy.”

“Well, I’m sure they’ll start rolling in now. You’ve just got to be patient.” Charles takes off after that to get one more chance to see his brother before getting ready for the Qualifying day, leaving Oscar to stew.

“To hell with patience.” Oscar says under his breath before pulling out his phone and walking to go meet you with your parents, taping something angrily out on his phone.

“So, Oscar, before we let you go we wanted to ask about the tweet you sent out after Yn’s Sprint Race win that secured the driver’s championship for her. What was going on in that moment as you were tweeting that out?” Oscar looked slowly, wide eyed toward his PR manager who shot daggers through him with her eyes, urging him to not speak which for him wasn’t an option. He was finally given the platform to truly speak on this, but he had to be careful.

“Um, I’ll just answer this briefly because I do have to get going, but…Yn has proved herself time and time again how great of a driver she is. Today was the ultimate testament to that. So it’s up to the teams now, seeing who’s gonna take that leap. Thank you.” Oscar is quickly ushered away, quickly heading back to the McLaren motorhome to recoup before qualifying.

“You just had to, huh?” His PR manager taps her foot and she scrolls and types something out quickly.

“Yes. And it felt amazing.” Oscar lays his head on the tall counter next to him, smiling like a clown down toward the floor before turning to the woman next to him, who lets a satisfied grin flash briefly on her face.

“Fine. I guess it was for a good cause. But please, warn me next time.” The exhausted woman pleads with the smiling boy, twisting her phone in her hand as she waits for the greatly needed confirmation.

“Yes ma’am.” He wraps an arm around her and hugs her close, to which she pulls back since he was still sweaty from the third practice session.

“Now go to the debriefing meeting before you get in trouble for being late, too.” Oscar does as he is told, jogging off to the computer filled room to first be scolded before the important pre-qualifying meeting got underway.

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drivetimeyn I love my hot boyfriend. That's it. That's the post. ❤️

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oscarpiastri It's an honor to be called hot by someone as lovely as you, gorgeous 😉 > drivetimeyn Sorry, I'm taken by the loser in the crazy colored helmet ✋🏿💅🏿 landonorris We all have our own opinion 😐 > oscarpiastri It's okay, Lando. Everyone knows you have a thing for me 😗 > landonorris Yn, come get ur mans rn ynonthegrid They act like a middle aged couple that been married for years but still act like horny teenagers and I truly wouldn't have it any other way

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f1 Yn Yln, recently crowned FIA F2 Drivers' Champion, to drive alongside Zhou Guanyu at Alfa Romeo in 2024

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alfaromeostake Welcome to the team! > drivetimeyn Excited to keep rising with Sauber ❤️🖤 zhouguanyu24 Couldn't be more excited to have you as a teammate > drivetimeyn Next season, we're going feral 🤪 futurechampyn We all know Yn's driving got her here, but can we give an honorable mention to the leg work Oscar did? Boy put his rep on the line and would gladly do it again oscarpiastri See you on the grid, Love ♥️ > drivetimeyn Let me know how my rear wing looks, okay babe? > oscarpiastri Won't need to, it always looks great 🤩

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Hihomeghere Masterlist

My requests are open! Go ahead and send me your requests via my 'ask me anything' button on my blog!

Prompt list

The Umbrella Academy

Diego Hargreeves

Nightwing You try to keep Diego Hargreeves off your mind, especially after your break up. But after he breaks into your apartment begging you to patch him up. All the good and bad memories come flooding back.

Five Hargreeves

Wedding at the End of the World A reader insert for the episode Wedding at the End of the World. You and Five reminisce on your wedding/proposal before going to Luther and Sloanes wedding. You both go to the wedding with high hopes of a good evening.

Carousel Club After being dropped into 1963, you find work at the Carousel Club as a dancer. While following a tip where Luther could be, Five sees your routine. Overwhelmed by jealousy he sneaks into your dressing room.

Et tu, Brute? Based off a request, Five gets injured in a mission and you drop everything to make sure he's ok.

Insomniac Five has trouble sleeping and when he does sleep it's anything but peaceful. After a nightmare he craves your touch to remind him you're okay.

Tesoro Universe

Tesoro While working at the commission as a field agent you are assigned a new partner, Number Five.

Meet the Family Five finds a way to return to 2019, you both break your contract with the commission and you meet your in-laws for the first time.

One Bed After a failed mission with the commission, both you and Five find a hotel to rest in. The only problem is, you'll have to share a bed. (Can be read as a one-shot)

Unspoken thing Part 2 of One Bed, after that fateful night in the hotel room. Five has been avoiding you and now you're called into the Handler's office to take responsibility for the delay in exterminating the target.

Routine After the confession, Five and reader head back to a hotel room. Soft dom y/n. (Can be read as one-shot)

The Last of Us

Joel Miller

The Two C's Joel catches you smoking on your porch. Set in Jackson after the events of TLOU. Short and sweet

Red Dead Redemption 2

John Marston

Burning Love Set in the epilogue of RDR2. You stumble upon John in Blackwater after being alone for years. When he invites you to visit Beecher's Hope, will you be able to fight feelings that have been building ever since you were kids?

Gloves John goes crazy over you dressed up for a job, more specifically your white gloves

Arthur Morgan

Fakin' It After a botched robbery, Arthur and you take refuge in a hotel, hiding from the O'Driscolls outside your door. When they do decide to search for you two, how will you throw them off your track?

Fishing in the Dark You and Arthur have a private evening away from camp on the Dakota river.

Dreams Arthur starts having dreams of starting a family with you

My Eyes Only Arthur thinks you look like a work of art

Salt and Pepper Arthur notices his hair is starting to gray

Deserving 6. I won't let anything happen to you, I swear. 34. I think you're showing. 36. You're glowing. 41. The baby loves hearing you sing/speak. 83. Was that a kick?

Blue Ain't Your Color Loosely based on the song, Blue Ain't Your Color

Charles Smith

Knight in Shining Armor 1. "Kiss me" "What-", 81. "Your heart is racing."

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Event poll results!

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So last week I opened a poll to check what kind of YR fandom events you guys wanted to see and the respondents were... how shall I put it... "very excited" is most applicable I think? ;)

Because I'm a nerd who likes to analyze the results but also doesn't want to chase her entire following away, I'm going to make two result posts:

This post, where I will summarize the results as succint as I can, and address some of the remarks and suggestions that I received. I'll also make a conclusion on what I would suggest to do - feedback on that is certainly welcome!

A second post (which I'll link when I finish it, most likely tomorrow or even after cause I'm slow as fuck) with some more graphs, percentages, observations, cause I don't know shit about statistics but that won't stop me from having fun with it!

Fair warning - it's pretty long. I just find it easier to explain a little about the decisions I'm (not) taking, both to invite discussion and because I don't want this to be a black box blog that does whatever and you never know why. That being said...

Ready? Let's go!

RESULTS

I received 72 responses, 36 writers and 36 readers.

The top 3 most wanted events by READERS is: Big Bang (89%), Theme Week (86%), and Weekly Challenges (83%). The event they were least excited about is Author Interviews (56%).

The top 3 events writers most want to PARTICIPATE in is, in order: Author Interviews (69%), Theme Week (64%), and Fic Exchange (61%). The events they DO NOT want to participate in are Author Interviews (25%), very closely followed by Big Bang and Advent (both 22%).

READERS were (very) slightly more excited about a Wilmon theme week rather than a general YR week. WRITERS clearly preferred a general YR week. For both groups, a YR women week comes in third, and rarepair week is fourth.

All types of weekly writing challenges suggested scored similarly.

(I know some of these seem contradictory, which I why I'll make the second post explaining how I calculated these rankings and why -for example- Author Interviews are both the most AND the least popular event for writers ;) )

SUGGESTIONS

A lot of people wrote in suggestions, which I was SUPER happy about (I closed the form now but if you have any more, please just hit my inbox or DM me at @hilliska). A few people also offered to help, which I'm definitely gonna hold you to when decisions are starting to get made! ;)

Many people were excited about possible collabs between writers and artists.

"What about a "finish your draft/wip" or "write a new chapter on a wip". I have so many languishing WIPs…" I think this is an EXCELLENT idea tbh - though we could incorporate it in the big bang by allowing wips as well. Also, as an FYI, there is also a (non-fandom-specific) Finish Your Shit-Big Bang that takes place every year (though this year's round is close to posting already) ;).

"I’d also love to see more Podfic in this fandom, but I don’t know how that could be an event." I have zero experience with podfic but this does sound (ha!) like it could be fun. Maybe someone has experience with this from a different fandom? (honestly I'd love to experiment with this so hmu)

"Authors sign up to take one shot requests or readers get to write a prompt. Or if readers could submit or vote on prompts or something? Or readers submit a song and author writes a one shot based on a song. Something like that where readers can be involved too :)" We could also easily incoporate this in a big bang - do a prompt bang or a reverse bang (fic based on art) for example? Or maybe involve readers in the weekly challenges, by suggesting tropes/words/... ?

"Write a comment on a fic-week!" Yessss!!!! I am like... 95% sure there is a tumblr-wide event for this already but I can't for the life of me find it. So I could signal boost that or yeah, we could just pin a day ourselves :).

"Group chat/watch" I'm afraid I'm not the right person to organize this kind of thing, but if you've been thinking of doing this and you were afraid no one would be interested - this is your sign!! ;)

"live writing event" Same as above - though I do think there's some discords where this happens already?

"Some sort of collab, where authors get to write a fic together." This could definitely be fun! There is currently one that originated on Twitter called Unlabeled - I don't know all the writers but I recognize at least @yourdemiurge, @skydragon05, @1-life-to-give, and @in-amor-veritas. Which obviously doesn't help if you're a writer wanting to collab, but at least there's people with experience in this fandom ;).

"Maybe a poetry week?" I don't even write poetry but I'm obsessed with this suggestion. Could also be a writing challenge? Not sure about a whole week either, but there's World Poetry Day in March so maybe that can be a mini-event?

"Something not fic centered? Like fanart, edits, cosplay etc." This is one of those things that I'm throwing out there for other people to run with, maybe, because. Well, I'm a writer and I know fic, but I really don't know much about the rest... Which is not to say I don't want to (help) run anything like this because it definitely could be fun, but it's a little out of my wheelhouse. But maybe @youngroyalsfanartarchive can help or knows people who would?

And now what??

Consider the below not as a definitive list but as a stream-of-consciousness conversation starters, so don't hesitate to send me your thoughts.

I will definitely do a Big Bang. Prompt-based or art-based or wip-based or something else remains to be decided, but this will happen. It will not happen NOW, however, because we don't know when season 3 will air. Big Bangs are big events, they ask a lot from writers, and if the s3 premiers at any time between signups and publications, it's going to make everything more difficult. But there was sufficient interest by writers to participate, so once we got a s3 date I want to put a timeline on this.

I'm talking with people about a possible YR women's week. The general/Wilmon week scored higher in the polls, but since we already had that in spring I'd like to switch it up a little.

I would like to do *something* for the anniversary of s2. Don't want to go regular theme week for this because of the above possibility, but maybe the not-fic-centered event could be good for this - we could do favorite episode/favorite non-wilmon character/... which are things that non-content-creators can also participate in by writing a short paragraph, reblogging gifsets/art of that episode/character, ... "Finish your wip" would also be a good one for this though :)

The people behind the 2023 Secret Santa will not organize one this year, but I don't really want to jump in that, necessarily, because there's enough other possibilities and they might be back. But a Valentine fic exchange could maybe work?

The advent calendar idea drew mixed reactions (maybe because it's less well known?) and while I do think it could be fun, there's enough other things that people are excited about, so I'm putting it in the freezer for now.

The weekly challenges also drew mixed reactions - both readers and writers were excited to see them happen, but only a third of writers said they would definitely/probably participate. Then again, half of them said they would POSSIBLY participate. Maybe because it's an ongoing thing, so they don't want to promise they'd participate EACH WEEK but only sometimes? So I'm not sure about this (also because it would significantly up the time required to maintain the blog). So I'd love more feedback on this to see which shape or form you guys would like this to take.

Fic recs scored solidly in the middle of the possibilities for both reader and writers. I wanted to include it because I was curious, but I'm a little hesitant to really do something with it, mostly because it often ends up being a popularity contest and. Well. We already know how to sort by kudos/comments on AO3. So I'm curious to hear other people's experiences on how to maybe circumvent that.

The Author Interviews were the most contested event - even (or rather *especially* among writers (and I secretly think it's hilarious the most wanted event by writers is the one that doesn't require them to write at all :D). I do think it could be fun (though I admit this is a format mostly geared towards writers) to help other writers to find other people to collaborate with, find betas, learn about different writing processes, ... And a self-rec feature would allow for fic recs without the popularity factor. So I'll most likely run this as a (bi-)weekly feature alongside the other events.

#young royals #library managment #this took me way too long jc #I promise there will be graphs but it'll be later. okay? ;)#and again this is a conversation starter #please let me know what you think

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hathousehappenings · 2 months

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83. Bunny, Can You Spare a Dime?

Oh, this episode had some goofy stuff in it. It’s one of my new favorites! (I’m looking at you, ghost Caterpillar.)

Here are some notes I took while watching the episode:

Patrick flubbing the “hop diamond” line.

Alice moving the mouth of the Diamond Encrusted Nutcracker to match Hatter’s dialogue.

I think some of my coworkers took notes on workplace habits from Horace in Caterpillar’s story.

Hare pulled up the flooring with his plunger during the final song and dance number.

I feel like I’ve been spending too much recently too, which is what prompted the picture for this episode's picture. This song was drifting around TY before the episode rereleased on D+, so it's always been one of my favorite Rabbit songs. It's so snappy and Patrick performed it perfectly. I'll probably print this sticker design at some point to remind me to be better with my spending/saving. ^^;

#aiw1992 #aiw #adventures in wonderland #fanart #my art #wonderland watchthrough #bunny can you spare a dime?#rabbit #I also just happen to be posting this days before tax day

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So here are some prompts from songs that I've got ideas around, feel free to request blurbs for whoever:)

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1. -Honestly I’m better as your boy, I’d be kinda shitty as your man. Let’s go back to only being friends.

2. -I don’t wanna fall in love, -No?, -No.

3. -Oh…I got way too attached, -That wasn’t the plan?, -No

4. Where’d all the time go?

5. -Time to get out, I don’t want you around.

6. -I couldn’t see you the way you saw me.

7. -I tried my best to be worth all your while, -You just gotta let me go.

8. -Loving you was a hazard, so I got my heart a helmet.

9. -You like the pretty girl, with the pretty voice?

10. -She might let you stay, but just for the night.

11. -Oh I’m down on my hands and knees, begging you please, baby.

12. -You’re making me crazy.

13. -I’m feeling so tired, really falling apart.

14. -It just doesn’t make sense to me, why you’d stick right next to me, wherever I go.

15. -I feel the way you’re looking at me through my peripherals.

16. -Next thing I know she was feeling on me.

17. -I just hope you don’t wanna leave me…

18. -Only I belong with you and only you darling.

19. -I think of her so much it drives me crazy.

20. - I hope you find peace for yourself, -New girlfriend ain’t gonna fill the void.

21. -I went to hell and back, just to find peace.

22. -I can’t describe what I’m feeling.

23. -I don’t care how long it takes, as long as I’m with you I’ve got a smile on my face.

24. -Save your tears

25. -It will be okay, as long as you’re here with me.

26. -I wish I could live through every memory again.

27. -So, can I call you tonight?

28.-She looks just like a dream.

29. It’s just like seeing her for the first time, again.

30. -Maybe it’s a blessing in disguise.

31. -I’d rather lose somebody than use somebody.

32. -It’s you and me, always forever.

33. -...is the girl that I wanna kiss.

34. -You know I get so forgetful looking in her eyes.

35. -There’s nothing to keep you from falling in love.

36. -Cause all of the small things that you do, are what reminds me why I fell for you.

37. -Don’t forget to kiss me.

38. -I might need you or I’ll break.

39. -I act like I don’t care

40. -I bet you wish that I was still right there.

41. -I think I like you best when you’re just with me and no one else.

42. -No one can save me but you.

43. -You never felt this way?

44. -I’d never dreamed that I’d love someone like you.

45. -Everytime you go away, you take a piece of me with you.

46. -I can feel your body move.

47. -I want you here with me, from tonight until the end of time.

48. -You’re just too good to be true, I can’t take my eyes off of you.

49. -You’d be like heaven to touch.

50. -Please let me know that it’s real.

51. -I wanna feel you in my arms again.

52. -You’re the light in the deepest, darkest hour.

53. -There goes my baby.

54. -I’ll never deserve you

55. -Just hold me now

56. -What do you say when words are not enough?

57. -It feels like you don’t care

58. -No, not a single tear

59. -Tell me what you heard

60. -A pretty face with some cute lips.

61. -So kiss me once and kiss me twice, and kiss me once again.

62. -It’s been a long time.

63. -When you kiss me, heaven sighs.

64. -When you press me to your heart, oh I’m in a world apart.

65. -Give your heart and soul to me.

66. -I’m in heaven.

67. -I want my arms around you.

68. -It’s nice to have you back, where you belong.

69. -The band is playing, -One of our old favorite songs.

70. -Leave your worries on the doorstep my dear.

71. -Life can be sweet.

72. -Oh I’m on the sunny side of the street.

73. Stars shining bright above you.

74. -Dream a little dream of me.

75. -Just hold me tight and tell me you’ll miss me.

76. -Promise to me, you’ll dream.

77. -We may never, never meet again.

78. -Oh when you’re smiling, the whole world smiles with you.

79. When I saw you last night and got that old feeling.

80. -When you caught my eye, my heart stood still.

81. -Give me a kiss to build a dream on.

82. -Oh, give me your lips just for a moment.

83. -Wherever you’re going, I’m going the same way.

84. -We have all the time in the world.

85. -Give me your kisses, I’ll give you my heart.

86. -Give me the right to call you all mine.

87. -Though we’re apart, you’re part of me still.

88. -You came, -You saw?, -Oh you conquered me.

89. -Fantastic? Oh that’s you.

90. -I still get jealous.

91. -All my wildest dreams come true, -When I’m near you?

92. -Love makes me treat you the way that I do.

93. -You’re afraid each thing I do, -Is just some evil scheme?

94. -Why can’t I free your doubtful mind, and melt your cold cold heart?

95. -Pardon the smile on my face dear.

96. -Your lips are as warm and sweet as wine.

97. -I’ll keep you safe.

98. -For I can’t help falling in love with you.

99. -My heart is yours.

100. Bound to falling in love.

101. -I knew a girl just like you once.

102. -I'll always look out for you.

103. -I won't let you down.

104. -One day it'll all make sense.

105. -For you, I'd bleed myself dry.

106. -Baby, you’re the best.

107. -I haven’t seen you in a long time.

108. -I gave it all for a fantasy.

109. -I'll love you better if you let me.

110. -I'll love you forever.

111. -My heart is a broken mess

112. -Are you honest?

113. -I’ll take you just the way you are.

114. -You’ll always have my unspoken passion.

115. -I hope no one catch us, -But I kinda hope they catch us

116. -Baby you’re all mine.

117. -Maybe it couldn’t work out in the end.

118. -I know you want me.

119. -I’ve been getting mixed signals.

120. -I’m just trying to get closure.

121. -I know she’s a loser.

122. -Is it wrong?, -Is it right?

123. -Nobody does it like you do.

124. -You’ve begun to feel like home.

125. -I’ll be right here.

126. -I've been trying to get you out the friend zone.

127. -Baby, am I your little secret?

128. -And I guess I’ll just miss her, even though she isn’t even really gone…things are just different.

#woso #alessia russo #alessia russo x reader #woso x reader #arsenal wfc #writing promts

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kikidoesfanfic · 6 months

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Island Demogorgon Daily

Demogorgon daily prompt Isand for the @strangerthingswritersguild discord

On Ao3 here

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"Maybe we can go on a holiday," Steve says, head leaning back against the wall of the boat house. "After all this is done, we deserve a break right?"

"Hm? A holiday?" Eddie scoffs, "not all of us are rolling in it Harrington."

"Yeah, because Family Video pays me a fortune," he rolls his head to look at Eddie, sees him looking at him sceptically. "My parents didn't love that I wasn't accepted by the college they wanted, they don't even pay the utilities any more dude they haven't been home since..." it takes him a moment to place it, they'd stopped in twice in '83 to pick up clothes, more of his mother's jewellery, that sort of thing. "They haven't been in the house for more than a day or two at a time since long before junior year when all this stuff started."

"Well. That's a bummer, way to bring down the mood," Eddie says, but the corner of his mouth is lifted, like he's teasing.

"Oh sorry, we can go back to talking about evil wizards and demo creatures if you want?" He jokes back.

"You know, you guys still haven't told me everything from the beginning, maybe you could?" Eddie hesitates before adding, "maybe not tonight, though. It's already hard enough to sleep in this place."

"Good idea, this place is..." Steve grimaces as he looks around, the boathouse hasn't been very well maintained, broken boards around the place and water damage rotting through. It creaks with even the slightest gust of wind in a way that makes them both flinch, sitting in the dark on high alert and listening out for anyone coming closer. The way it keeps sending his heart rate up hasn't been fun. "I wanted to move you to my place, but I was outvoted."

"Aw Harrington, concerned about little ol' me out here all alone?" Eddie bats his eyelashes, swooning with the back of his hand against his forehead into Steve's side, a long line of heat in the cold.

"I'm here, aren't I?" He leans into Eddie in return when he doesn't pull away, he wouldn't want to be alone here, so he won't leave Eddie here by himself either.

"Yeah, you are." Eddies smile goes soft, more genuine, "so, you mentioned a holiday? Where are you taking me?"

"I don't know, I was thinking something easy, drive across the country, have a road trip, see the sights."

"See the sights? Go for a drive?" Eddie says flatly, "wow you're really swinging for the fences there, big ambition on you."

"Oh yeah? Well where would you go then?" Steve huffs, crossing his arms across his chest.

"I wanted to see the world, travel to new places. I always thought one day the band would take off, and we'd tour and then I'd be able to go anywhere I wanted." He looks sort of wistful, sad, so Steve has to interrupt.

"I mean it still could take off, I only heard you guys the one time, but you're not bad." Eddie slouches down a little further, so he can tip his head back and look at Steve upside down.

"Not bad? High and lofty praise from the king there, and-" he sits up, turning to face Steve properly with his jaw dropped, "wait when did you see us play?" Steve can't say he isn't enjoying the shocked look on Eddie's face.

"At The Hideout? I can't really remember any of the songs but I do remember thinking you were good." Eddie takes a moment to gather himself after that, exaggeratedly lifting his jaw up with his hand and flopping dramatically back into Steve's side.

"Well I never," he says, talking like some sort of southern belle from a movie, fanning himself with his hand. "Not only are we not bad, but good even, and I thought you were gushing before, I'm gonna catch a case of the vapors, I may faint right here."

"Such a dork," Steve says, shaking his head and shoving Eddie off, though not quite able to smother down the smile at his antics. "So that's it then? World tour, your name in lights, and adoring fans? Doesn't really sound like a holiday though, it sounds like work."

"Depends how all of this goes I guess, it's funny, being hunted by a mob makes crowds chasing me down and having no privacy seem even less appealing."

"We'll go somewhere quiet, then," Steve says matter of fact. "Some island somewhere with a deserted beach to lay on and drink out of coconuts with a straw, no other people in sight."

"Coconuts huh? I could maybe get behind that, you'd have to promise to help me rub sunscreen on my back though, this delicate skin is not meant for direct sunlight." He says it all sly, leaning back in towards Steve like he expects him to pull back, recoil and make a joke of it. Steve maybe chooses another direction, leaning in himself with a smirk.

"If you want my hands all over you so badly all you gotta do is ask, Munson." He watches Eddie blink, face getting redder in increments until he pulls back and thumps his head against the wall.

"Don't start things you aren't willing to follow through on, Stevie," Eddie says, voice gone just a little mean like he thinks he's being made fun of, "you'll get a boy's hopes up."

"I've been told I'm pretty reliable these days, actually," Steve says, "stick around and I'll prove it." Eddie turns to stare at him, stare hard like he's looking right into Steve's soul to judge his sincerity. Steve lets him look his fill, he might not have noticed Eddie like this while they were at school together, more in an offhanded 'I'm envious that guy can be so himself' kind of way, but in the last year things have changed. Taking the kids back and forth to hellfire and catching glimpses of Eddie in his element, hearing all the kids stories, and then seeing him up on stage like that, all passionate and wild and free.

Anyone would be hard pressed not to crush on the guy after that.

"Alright, sure thing Sweetheart, if we both make it out of this we'll go have an island holiday, and you can prove it." He looks at Steve, eyes glittering with mirth, like he doesn't quite believe Steve but he's willing to play along for the bit. That's okay though, Steve will show him.

Ugh he's gonna have to ask Robin which islands are good islands to holiday on isn't he. She's gonna ask him why and then be utterly merciless.

Oh well, he thinks, eyes locked onto Eddie's silly little smirk. It'll be worth it.

#steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie #steve harrington/eddie munson #steve harrington x eddie munson #stranger things #my fic #kikidoesfanfic #demogorgon daily #stranger things writer's guild

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tessa-liam · 1 year

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Christmas Traditions 2: A Winter Festival

Book: TRF AU

Summary: It’s the annual holiday festival in Lythikos and Olivia is hosting members of the Royal court at her keep. New relationships are nurtured; family and friendships are celebrated.

Main Pairing: Liam Rys x F!MC Riley Brooks-Rys, OTP LiRi

Secondary Pairings: Drake Walker x F!OC Delaney Leigh, Leo Rys x Amalas (past pairing Leo Rys x Olivia Nevrakis)

All characters belong to Pixelberry, except Delaney Leigh

A/N1: This is the 4th chapter in my TRF AU Masterlist

A/N2: My submission for @choicesflashfics Week #12, prompt #1 - “You’re lucky you’re cute.” and my submission for @choicesflashfics, Choices Flashfics Holiday prompt#83, “Well done. You just ruined Christmas,” prompt#58, ‘Lift me up so I can put the star on the tree.”

Song Inspiration: Jingle Bell Rock Hall & Oates

Rating: M, adult conversations

Word Count: 1951, Read Time: 8 min

Winter Festival, Lythikos, Cordonia

Wearing his aviator shades, Leo looked out across the crowd of festival goers gathering and waiting for the King’s press conference to begin. Standing near the stage, his plan was to join in with the festival celebrations later, but now he was waiting for Amalas to come down from the estate to join him. Together, they wanted to show their support for his brother’s official kick-off to the festival and then spend some time together away from court.

Leo would have preferred to have come down as a couple, but he no longer felt comfortable in Olivia’s home, since she now knew that Amalas was ending her romantic fling with her. Leo was one of the reasons why Amalas was distracted. He decided to pack up with plans to return to the Capital with his brother later this evening. He thought it would be best to not cross Olivia’s path and not provoke an argument.

Earlier today, in search of a cup of coffee, Leo stood frozen outside the dining room entrance after overhearing Amalas and Olivia in a heated conversation. He did not want to eavesdrop, but when his name was mentioned, he was curious about the direction it would go.

“Why did you bother to come here? To humiliate me?” Olivia angrily spats.

“What would you have done if I did not? We need to talk about this. You make me feel like your dirty little secret! I need more; I am not afraid to go public.”Amalas countered.

“So, you want to go public with Leo? What about me? What about all that we have shared?” Olivia exclaims. with frustration and hurt.

“Will you openly have a relationship with me? In front of the court? Will you?” Amalas was intransigent. “What message would I be giving my daughter by hiding the truth of our relationship?”

Olivia gave Amalas an angry look. “I cannot. I will not!”

“Then, I have my answer!” Amalas turned on her heel and went upstairs to her stateroom, fuming.

Olivia looked at the decorations in the dining room, mumbling loudly to herself, “Well done. You just ruined Christmas.”

Sighing, Leo messaged Amalas to let her know that he would wait for her to come down and where at the festival to meet him. He waited till Olivia left the dining room and then went quickly out to an SUV waiting outside the front door of the estate.

♥

After applying her lipstick and gloss, Riley turned sideways in front of the long mirror in her dressing room giving herself a last check over her appearance. Wearing a red, long sleeved midi dress, the fabric hugged her curves and she realized that her baby bump was prominent. Placing a hand on her bump, she knew that it wasn’t her imagination. She was gaining weight more quickly this time around and made a mental note to mention this to Dr. Ramirez at her upcoming 10-week prenatal check-up.

Liam, sauntering up to wrap his arms around her waist from behind, places his hand over hers. He gazes at her reflection in the mirror, resting his chin on her shoulder.

“You are glowing this morning, my love.” Riley leans back and nestles against his chest.

“How are you two today? We should go down to get a bite to eat before we leave.”

Turning towards him still in his embrace, Riley cups his cheek and kisses his lips flirtatiously, “That is a great plan – we are starving! Let me get Ellie dressed and we can go down.”

Liam smirked, shaking his head. “And so, it begins,” he laughs when Riley swats him playfully for his teasing, turning to her daughter’s room. The pregnancy cravings had not started yet but she definitely had an appetite this morning.

♥

“What are you doing to me, Laney?” Drake bent down to lace her skates, chuckling at her expression. Drake and Delaney decided to go for a skate early that morning.

“I will wear you down Mr. Walker. You love it, just admit it.”

Drake was coming to terms with having a girlfriend and was adamant that he would try new things for Delaney.

He wanted to make sure that she knew how much he cared for her. Scratch that, he was infatuated with her.

When he asked his friend for advice, Liam did not hold anything back. He knew that his friend needed honest advice on how to build a romantic relationship, especially because Drake was still in denial of what was happening.

“Drake do not take anything for granted. Make it your mission to be open to new possibilities. Be attentive. Sweep her off her feet. Let her know; show her that you want a future with her.”

Taking his friend’s advice to try new things, he accepted her idea to go skating, putting the plan into action.

Delaney was delighted and honestly surprised that he would agree. Like Drake, she was falling – falling hard and fast.

Rising, Drake took her hands in his and lifted her up to stand. He pulled her towards him, planting a heated kiss on her lips.

“Let’s do this; I will prove to you that I can skate. We have to make this quick though, Liam will be making his opening speech for the festival soon.” Delaney could not stop the smile on her face.

As Drake and Delaney stepped onto the ice of the festival skating rink, the beginning notes of ‘Jingle Bell Rock’ blasted from the speakers.

“Oh great; that’s just perfect.” Drake bemoaned as Delaney laughed gliding him to join the other skaters.

“You’re lucky you’re cute.” Drake winked, as they skated hand in hand to the music.

Drake had to admit to himself that he was having fun. Laughing and talking together, Delaney regarded her handsome boyfriend. Her feelings were getting stronger the more time they spent together.

“No way!” Drake comes to a stop, dropping her hand as he studies the face of the brunette skating towards him. “It can’t be!”

Delaney looks up and watches his face light up. Furrowing her brows, Delaney gets his attention.

“Drake, who are you looking at?”

She stopped and watched as the petite woman started to recognize her friend.

“Hana, it’s so great to see you!” Drake grabs Delaney’s hand again, leading her forward to his friend.

“Oh, my goodness, It’s really you! ...and you are skating!” Hana pulls Drake towards her for a hug, smiling up to him.

“Yeah, get your jabs in now,” Drake laughs.

“Hana, I would like to introduce you to Delaney. Delaney, Hana is an old friend of mine.”

“You’re lucky you’re cute,” Delaney admonishes Drake for his ‘old’ comment, “Hi Hana, Merry Christmas!”

Smiling, Hana extends her arm to shake Delaney's hand. “It is so nice to meet you. It looks like you have your work cut out for you.”

The girls had a laugh, at Drake’s expense, as the bells rang out to signal the start of the opening ceremony.

“Oh, would you look at that! Saved by the bell,” Drake turns to leave, shaking his head.

Hana and Delaney giggled together as they follow him off the ice.

♥

Liam and Riley watched Eleanor excitedly peer outside the window of the SUV as they arrived at the center stage of the holiday festival.

“Look, look at all the people!” Ellie had no fear of crowds and was a social butterfly with the public. Like her parents, she captured the hearts of everyone she met.

So much so, that the princess always was surrounded by the royal guard. That was always a given.

Crowds of festival goers were surrounding the staging area, waiting patiently for the event to begin. Also, many journalists from neighboring countries were vying for the best location to lodge questions at the King and Queen. Broadcasting vans and equipment were set up to capture the King’s press conference with his family.

The SUV rolled to a stop and as Bastien opened the door, members of the royal guard went into position around the SUV and stage.

“Your majesties, please follow me.” Bastien greeted them.

As they exited the vehicle, the crowd went wild, with loud cheering for their King and Queen, with their princess. Journalists with camera flashes and microphones, being kept at bay by the royal guard, did not bother Ellie.

“Oh Daddy, the Christmas star fell off the tree!” Ellie pointed to a shimmering gold tree topper by the edge of the walkway.

Liam noticed the decoration wedged in the snow and bent down to pick it up for Ellie.

“Lift me up so I can put the star on the tree.”

“Pleeease, Daddy?”

The crowd went into a frenzy when Liam scooped Ellie into his arms and hoisted her up so that she was at the right height to place the star.

Standing on the stage, Leo greeted Riley with a kiss on the cheek. Liam set Ellie down by her mother as he walked and took his place behind the lectern at center stage.

Liam raises his hand to signal the start of the ceremony,

“Welcome everyone to the Lythikos Winter Festival.”

After the applause subsides, he officially starts the festivities with thanking Olivia and the people of Lythikos, and all the visiting Cordonian citizens for attending the event.

After Liam delivers his Christmas wishes, he ends with,

“It’s the time of year to celebrate family.”

Turning to Riley, Liam invites her to join him center stage along with Ellie. Holding hands, the queen and princess walk towards Liam and wave to the crowd.

Upon reaching the podium, Liam once again picks up Ellie and places her on top of the lectern.

“As this year comes to a close, I am looking toward the new year when a new adventure will begin for my family. Princess Eleanor will have new princess duties, right Ellie?”

Giggling, she looks up to her father.

“Daddy, I am a big sister now!”

As realization sets in with the crowd, the crowd erupts in cheers and applause. Liam raises Riley’s hand, placing a soft kiss on her knuckles.

Liam continues, “we are over the moon to announce that our family is growing!

More news to come! Enjoy the Festival!”

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♥

After finishing numerous interviews with the press, Liam and Riley walked with Ellie over to meet with their close friends to enjoy the festival and start celebrating.

Standing beside a satellite truck at the back of the crowd, a lone figure watches with interest.

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Leo & Amalas:

@twinkleallnight

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#the royal romance #trr liam x mc #always liam and riley #liam rys #riley brooks #trf au #trr #trr fanfic #the royal romance fanfic #choicesflashfics #leo rys #drake walker #olivia nevrakis #king liam

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cluelesspigeons · 1 year

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This is written for the song “The Other Guy” by Jesse McCartney from @drarrymicrofic

Word count: 83

Drarry microfic: that other guy

“I’ve sold my old apartment. It wasn’t even hard to make the decision. There were too many memories of you, of us. But I can’t pretend anymore, Draco. I know you’ve made your choice. I know that you’ve chosen her above me and that I’ll never be enough. I know how it feels to be that other guy and I wouldn’t wish it upon anyone.

I’m sorry I have to say this, but I can’t stay anymore. Not like this. Goodbye, my love.”

Prompt from February 17th

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ellecdc · 3 days

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ik my last ask was a lil more serious (and suuuper long, although this one probably wont be much better, sorry 😬) but now i'm here for the goofs n catching up. sorry its been another bit of time again, i had to recover from the fact that YOU! missed little old me?!?! immidiate bedrest as i come to terms with that fact. i figured id answer the questions i asked you (and respond to ur responses) bc i can't help myself!

34) i get not being up to people watching anymore, i'm there too, although i used to be quite the people watcher. there are definitely an influx of people in cities where just having to be in their presence without observing them is tiring (i live by a famous one, boy do i know this fact. one time a guy came up to me on the transit and just started telling me jokes. i didn't even respond, but that didn't matter to him lol. honestly some of the jokes were pretty good.) it's like they do all the people watching work for you.

69) as someone who has unfortunately had to both wash my hair with soap and body with shampoo (don't ask, they were both emergency instances lol) i can confirm that the shampoo option is indeed better by a long shot.

83) oh no sorry for putting you into a tough spot! your song choices are so fun tho, like i just feel happier listening to them, makes me wanna dance (also completely forgot how much chumbawumba's album art fucks me up lol). i got this answer mostly down pat and its like the complete opposite vibe to ur choices lol. my all time favorite song is going to california by led zeppelin so that's my choice, i am forever a slut for it's layered guitar parts and finger picking (and zeppelin in general). a close second is lover, you should've come over by jeff buckley. "broken down and hungry for your love with no way to feed it"?! "my kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder"?! "all my blood for the sweetness of her laughter"?! like stfu jeff this is too good for us mortals.

lastly, in my like 10 years of reading fanfic i have never once been inclined to write my own until now, and that's all thanks to you! idk if they will ever get done -one's a honker and it's maybe halfway written, the other is a smut fic which,,, idk man we'll see- much less posted, but you never know 🤷 maybe one day i'll be off anon and have a writing blog. but i want to say thanks for the inspiration to rediscover my love for writing!

hope ur having a wonderful day lovebug 🩷🩷🩷

-ʕ⁠·⁠ᴥ⁠·⁠ʔ

OMG SOMEONE ANSWERED THR WURSTIONS BACK IM SO EXCITED

People watching -> okay you’re so right though, people watching IS tiring. I don’t want to be perceived OR perceive!!

Body wash/shampoo -> Nooooo omg okay well I’m glad to know my answer was sound and should I ever find myself in a debacle I will choose wisely [thoughts and prayers to your hair]

Fave songs -> shut up did you actually look up the songs I listed?? That is so cool you’re so cool, what a cutie. Oof but your second song would be such good fic titles or prompts (hint hint you should do it)

And congratulations on your writing! I dont want to take credit at all though, I think you’re just a cool kid(tm) and are gonna do cool kid shit (i.e., writing fanfics) [no but fr, i think writing is so cathartic and good for the soul, it’s self care! I wrote for yeeeaaarrrrrssss before i ever thought to post anything, so even just writing for yourself is fucking tops, you rock it babes]

#elle’s ʕ⁠·⁠ᴥ⁠·⁠ʔ

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bullet-prooflove · 2 years

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Taylor Swift - Mixed Tape Prompt List

A collection of prompts from the Taylor Swift songs I love.

Pick one of the chars from my ASK list and pop an ASK in the ASK box!

1) I can see you standing, honey with his arms around your body

2) Make sure nobody sees you leave

3) Wanna see what's under that attitude

4) We were in the backseat

5) Cross your heart, won't tell no other

6) No one has to know what we do

7) That's the kind of heartbreak time could never mend

8) 'Cause I loved you, I swear I loved you

9) Wishing I stayed

10) His hands are in my hair, his clothes are in my room

11) you won't have to cry

12) I've been breakin' hearts a long time

13) If you ever walk away

14) Fuck you

15) hide in the closet

16) Nothing lasts forever

17) Champagne

18) staring out at the midnight sea

19) Go there every night

20) The darkest little paradise

21) Jacket 'round my shoulders is yours

22) Slept next to her, but I dreamt of you

23) Now I'm feeling hopeless

24) You need to just stop

25) when we've had our very last kiss

26) You are somebody that I don't know

27) Tangled up with you all night

28) I still got love for you

29) scream ferociously

30) Tell yourself you can always stop

31) I think it's 'cause of me

32) this is gonna take me down

33) I still got love for you

34) Love you to the moon and to Saturn

35) You need to calm down

36) I can see the end as it begins

37) I think you should come live with Me

38) Drunk on something stronger than the drinks in the bar

39) You know I adore you

40) Sunshine on the street

41) She's gone too far this time

42) For you, I would cross the line

43) must've taken all night

44) I'd beg you on my knees to stay

45) Clandestine meetings and longing stares

46) Laughin', but the joke's not funny at all

47) Sat on the roof, you and I

48) Say you'll remember me

49) When you can't sleep at night

50) Walk me back to that apartment

51) I didn't have it in myself to go with grace

52) Ran for my life

53) You hold my hand on the street

54) And I hope I never lose you, hope it never ends

55) No one likes a mad woman

56) in your wildest dreams

57) And it's okay if you're mad

58) It's like I couldn't breathe

59) Red lips and rosy cheeks

60) And it took you five whole minutes to pack us up and leave me with it

61) You made her like that

62) You heard the rumors

63) Cursing my name

64) You had to kill me, but it killed you just the same

65) I think I've seen this film before and I didn't like the ending

66) It's been a long time coming

67) Doing your dirtiest work for you

68) Leave the perfume on the shelf that you picked out just for him

69) You can't believe a word she says

70) What am I defending?

71) It's you and me

72) Rolling fake dice

73) You turned into your worst fears

74) Leave no trace behind

75) You used to tell me I was brave

76) And that's the thing about illicit affairs

77) She’s a bad, bad girl.

78) Look at this godforsaken mess that you made me

79) The worst thing that I ever dis was what I did to you

80) Doing your dirtiest work for you

81) I know I miss you

82) I'm so sick of running as fast as I can

83) For you, I would ruin myself

84) Like you don't even exist

85) I think you should come home

86) The only thing I wanna do is make it up to you

87) Knuckles bloody for me

88) When you say I seem angry

89) You know I can't see with anyone else

90) Kissin' in my car

91) Drunk on this pain

92) There's nothing like this

93) They'd say I played the ﬁeld before I found someone to commit to

94) I know where it all went wrong

95) He's just your understudy

96) Your favorite song was playing

97) You took everything from me

98) I don't want you to (go)

99) nowhere to be found

100) Battered and bruising

101) Second, third, and hundredth chances

102) She should be mad

103) Darling, I'm scared

104) I don't really wanna

105) You are the only one who seems to care

106) I saw you dance with him

107) Add insult to injury

108) Tossing out blame

109) A figment of my worst intentions

110) Good wives always know

111) I'm not your problem anymore

112) We always walked a very thin line

113) You didn't even hear me out

114) You never gave a warning sign

#will halstead x reader #connor rhodes x reader #brian otis zvonecek x reader #brian zvonecek #horacio carrillo x reader #antonio dawson x reader #mike dodds x reader #grace muncy x reader #Peter Stone x reader #greg gerwitz x reader #javier pena x you #lesley shay x reader #rodrigo sanchez #donovan rocker #joe velasco x reader

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yourfriendlyauthor · 1 year

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Requests guide for story/roleplay fandom verse

𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐬

1.) Marvel/DC/Justice League/X-men/Guardian Of The Galaxies

2.) Golden Trio

3.) Maurauders

4.) New Gen.

5.)Teen Wolf

6.) My Hero Academia/Boku No Hero Academia

7.)Dragonropa

8.)Demon Slayer

9.)Creepypasta

10.) Black Butler

11.)The Vampire Diaries

12.)Sex Education

13.)Fifty Shades of Grey/Fifty Shades Darker/Fifty Shades Freed

14.) Twilight

15.)Mortal Instruments

16.)Wednesday

17.)Umbrella Academy

18.)Orange Is The New Black

19.)Henry Danger/Danger Force

20.)Percy Jackson And The Olympians

21.)One Direction

22.) The Vamps

23.)The Outsiders

24.)5SOS

25.)Blackpink

26.)BTS

27.)Rappers

28.)Singers/Dancers/Youtubers

29.)Once Upon A Time

30.)Star Wars

31.)Hunger Games

32.)Game Of Thrones

33.)Euphoria

34.)Fantastic Beast

35.)BBC. Sherlock

36.)Indiana Jones

37.) Miraculous

38.) Avatar:The last airbender

39.)CNCO

40.) Why don't We (WDW)

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1.)Brother Sister/Brother Moments

2.)Husband/Boyfriend Scenarios

3.)Mpreg/Pregnancy

4.)Sister Sister/Brother Moments

5.) Parents Children Moments

6.) One-Shot

7.)Imagine

8.)Chatroom

9.)Fluff

10.)Smut

11.)Angst

12.) Wife/Girlfriend Scenarios

13.)Song Prompt

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𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏𝐒

1.) x Y/N

2.) X OC

3.) Pepperoni

4.) Stony

5.) Ironstrange

6.)Ironwidow

7.)Ironsoldier

8.)Starker

9.)Stucky

10.)Romanogers

11.) Steve x Sharon

12.)Winterwidow

13.)Clintasha

14.)Clint x Laura

15.)HulkFrost

16.)Bruce x Tony

17.)Thoruce

18.)Natasha x Bruce

19.)Bruce x Betty

20.) Bruce x Dr.Cho

21.)Winterfalcon

22.)Winterfrost

23.)T'Challa x Bucky

24.)Spideychelle

25.)Spideypool

26.)Peter x Harley

27.)Peter x Eddie Brock

28.) Batman x Joker

29.) Joker x Harley

30.)Superman x Wonder Woman

31.)Ronmione/Hernald

32.)Hinny/Garry

33.)Luville/Nevina

34.)Drastoria

35.)Drarry/Harco

36.)Ron x Blaise

37.)Pansy x Hermione

38.)Ginny x Luna

39.)Jily

40.)Wolfstar

41.)Snape x Lucius

42.)Snape x James

43.)Snilly

44.)Lily x Marlene

45.)Marlene x Sirius

46.)Bellatrix x Tom

47.)Narcissa x Lily

48.)Narcissa x Lucius

49.)Remus x Tonks

50.)Tonks x Charlie

51.)Scorpius x Albus

52.)James x Rose

53.)Bakugo x Deku5

4.)Deku x Uraraka

55.)Shoto x Bakugo

56.)Kirishima x Bakugo

57.)Bakugo x Mina

58.)Shoto x Momo

59.)Adam x Evan

60.)Mauve x Otis

61.)Ruby x Otis

62.)Steve x Ella

63.)Otis x Ola

64.)Christian x Anastasia

65.)Bella x Edward

66.)Tyler x Wednesday

67.)Xavier x Wednesday

68.)Xavier x Bella

69.) Ivan x Bella

70.)Mika x Bose

71.)Chapa x Miles

72.)Charlotte x Henry

73.)Percabeth

74.)Pison

75.)Frazel

76.)Solangelo

77.)Pernico

78.)Larry Stylinson

79.)Ziam

80.)Ziall

81.)Niam

82.)Malum

83.)Lashton

84.)Jikook

85.)Taekook

86.)Katniss x Peeta

87.)Katniss x Gale

88.)Dumbledore x Grindelwald

89.)Captainfrost (Loki x Steve)

90.)Ironpool (Tony x Wade)

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okimargarvez · 1 year

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THE EXCEPTION

Original title: L’eccezione.

Prompt: what if 16x6.

Warning: spoiler for 16x6.

Genre: romantic, angst.

Characters: Penelope Garcia, Luke Alvez.

Pairing: Garvez.

Note: oneshot 83 in Garvez collection.

Legend: 💑😘.

Song mentioned: Buona cattiva sorte by Tiziano Ferro.

GARVEZ STORIES

THE EXCEPTION

Don't worry, my love, there are only you and me

I beg you. Please open those beautiful brown eyes and tell me I'm an idiot, that you hate me, that you'll never forgive me. I certainly won't.

I've been such a fool, but you don't have to pay for my mistakes. How much time have I wasted, how much I have fooled myself, and then to earn what?

I've never been able to keep people at a distance, yet you were my exception. For a while, at least.

I regret all the nice words I could have said and I didn't, knowing full well how much you needed it, how much you wanted it, yet unable to let myself go. Always on the alert, fearing I don't even know what. That you could hurt me? But I'm very good at doing it myself.

I regret all the hugs I could have given you. Luckily you are so stubborn! How could I survive, not knowing what it feels like to be in your arms? And I remember it perfectly, as if I were there now. Only one word is needed: paradise. I don't want to make useless comparisons, but... The first time you hugged me, at Rossi and Krystall's engagement party... I felt naked, for the first time, with you, totally defenseless. And yet perfectly safe. My world was reduced to the heat emanating from your body to your perfume, which wrapped me like a blanket, to your light breath on my neck. In my ears there was only room for your heartbeat. Part of me must have known that you were engaged to another woman at the time, but that wasn't enough to curb my emotions.

Still, I passed it off as a huge concession on my part. The way you spread your arms, you looked at me, asking for permission to hug me… How did we get to that point? How could I make you so insecure? You, who from the outside look like the exact opposite. How much can a cover deceive...

When you arrived, I was convinced you would be leaving soon; therefore, you weren't worth the effort to really get to know you, as a real and complex person and not as any passing agent. And the same was true for me: why waste my precious time with just a newbie?

But then a weird dynamic developed between us. I said once that I don't flirt with you, but I know that's a lie. I don't think I've ever flirted with anyone so much and on a similar level, not even with Morgan. And it's fun, playing with fire. Also tempting. I let myself be carried away by this vortex until I was no longer able to block the mechanism.

And despite all my efforts, the crack in my fluffy armor has been widening. I have tried to send you away, to deny you the deepest insight into my soul. It's true that making love is less intimate than seeing someone cry. But you did it on your own. You have shown me with deeds and not with words, that you deserve a place in my heart.

Then Walker died. We've been apart for months. Something is changed. Even the way of flirting has undergone a transformation, I can't tell if it was for the better or for the worse. And then... Lisa appeared. I'm not lying when I say I was happy for you two. For real. You deserved someone to make you happy. Less complicated than me. But... At the same time it hurt like hell. I've wondered a thousand times if she made you smile as much as I did, if your laughter in her company was as intense as the one you always did for my every joke... If you ever thought about me, kissing her. Every conjecture of this kind was automatically followed by a sense of guilt. I wasn't even certain that you had not-only-friendly feelings towards me, but, in any case, there would never have been anything romantic between us. I had promised it in front of my parents' grave, a few hours after realizing that the crush had turned into falling in love.

Comparing the pros and cons of a possible stay together, I could only see the latter. First, we worked together. But what stopped me the most was fear. Which has taken on a thousand shades. That of being able to lose you during a mission, perhaps due to my mistake, my distraction. That of hurting you personally, because I've never allowed anyone to really stand by me, even if it doesn't seem like it. And you are the knight in shining armor. You would never have accepted that you couldn't defend me. That there are demons I have to face alone.

But it is one in particular, the greatest terror. You have always been transparent with me, you have never censored yourself, especially in your reactions and feelings. How would you have behaved, in a real relationship? How much love would you throw at me? And how could you have survived, not getting the same amount? Because it would have taken me a long, long time to reach your level. And in the meantime I couldn't bear to see you fading and hang and cling to one of my little and rare compliments.

I always figured you'd ask me to move in together after a month. Yeah, right you, the one who didn't want to have a housewarming party for Lisa's move in with you. But it would have been different between us. I know, I'm arrogant to say it, but heaven told me. And after a year, you'd start sending me mysterious signals, all pointing in the direction of white dresses, rings, and Roxy as a page… How could I have stand seeing your broken eyes at my rejection? I've never been the marriage kind and I can't imagine taking that step with you either, but if you wake up now… If you open your eyes, Luke, I swear I'll marry you right away.

What's the point of running away, if I belong to you from the first glance that fell on me? And I will continue to be yours no matter what. This is not a foil, it is simply ascertaining the reality of the facts.

And my biggest regret… You see, I left this one for last on purpose. It's our date. I got it all wrong and I can't even blame case, anxiety or fear. No, because it was a premeditated crime. You should have picked me up and kissed me there, in Rossi's patio, during my farewell party, leaving me no chance to argue back. I think that only then would you have been able to knock down the last row of bricks of the wall that I had erected between us.

But I can't hold you responsible for how it went. You did your part, you managed to ask me out in a way that wiped out any ambiguity. Like a man interested in a woman. And the joy I felt in that instant... It was so overwhelming that I couldn't say no. The only time I should have to, because then I was a coward and took it all back. I throwed away all the emotions we shared between drinks and dances. I have never felt as beautiful as that evening. With your eyes fixed on me, your smile and your easy, confident way... Yes, you really should have kissed me.

But I should have told you no, which I didn't think was a smart idea. It would have been better to ruin you that night than break your heart afterwards. At the point. Hurting you immediately to avoid you a greater pain… but who am I to decide? Either way, I knew I was wrong.

It's useless to reject a thought, some are so insistent that they keep coming back until you give them the right attention. So yeah, over the past seven years I've imagined a few times what a first date between us would be like. Definitely different from how it really happened. And I won't deny it, I take all the blame. I could have warned you that I didn't feel like it anymore. Instead, I let you pick me up at home, like teenagers do. You, so beautiful that it takes my breath away. A light shirt, tight trousers and a book in your hands instead of a bouquet of flowers.

This is the man I pushed away from me. And your smile so incredulous, when you saw me. As if (and I know it was so) you feared until the last minute that I would change my mind. That wink of yours, in the elevator, with the others in the middle, meant exactly that to me. I beg you. Don't deny what we've shared, don't let your fears win. And instead...

I, who had put on a dress that I had bought one day, just thinking about this eventuality which, in any case, I had ruled out a priori. Is there an end to human stupidity? Dark blue, night color. Your eyes made me feel like the sexiest woman on the planet. But it was yet another mistake.

Because I should have sent you a signal, a hint of how I had decided our evening was going to go. If I had presented myself with something less demanding... almost certainly you would not have understood anyway, because heaven has told me that you find me beautiful in any way, perhaps because you look beyond the dress...

Then elegant heels, hands completely free, no rings. You smiled, without saying platitudes as true as "you are beautiful". You said it with your eyes. I don't know for how long we were staring at each other. I'd let you in, but Sergio... It was me the one who broke the silence. Don't worry. A pause. If you're ready... We can go. Always looking for my approval. So tender it makes me want to cry. I nodded. It was really happening. I was going out with Luke Alvez. In the grip of similar thoughts, I was not fast enough and so you opened the door for me, also helping me to get into the car. A feeling of deja vu. In another universe surely we have been married for years and have twins.

Absurdly, there was no embarrassment in the car. The conversation went smoothly, you, usually of few words, just couldn't keep quiet. One time we stopped at a traffic light, I confess, for a moment I was about to kiss you. But I didn't, because then I wouldn't have lived up to the expectations I would have created in you.

Even on arrival you opened the car door for me. Do you remember? I know you're listening, so wherever you are, I hope you enjoy remembering you screwed me over again, because I was in too much shock. You took me to the most famous vegetarian place in the area. Why I knew you would give importance to this thing that many ignore? For example with Battle...

I don't know with what courage you took my hand, only letting it go when we sat down at our table. And I was weak, I immersed myself in that feeling, your fingers between mine and once again I allowed myself to delude myself that maybe... Maybe it could work. Perhaps the evening would have ended with us hugged in bed, me telling you about my firm intention to send everything to hell, but then, fortunately...

It didn't last long enough, because once we detached, a thousand fears, from the most sensible to the most absurd, attacked me, all together. What if we didn't have the same chemistry in the bedroom? What if once the deed was consummated, all the charm was gone? What if dating you made me want to go back to the BAU? That would have killed me and I know you know it. It's not my place anymore.

Since that moment, you haven't had half a hope anynmore. I think you realized this gradually. I started avoiding your gaze. I dodged your hand every time you tried to move it towards mine, on the table. I didn't let you pour me a drink. Never. When you tried, It escaped me a tone so harsh it scared you and you almost knocked over the carafe. At first you must have told yourself it was just some normal anxiety. Finally, you had to face harsh reality.

Your immense effort, your putting yourself on the line, had been useless. You weren't worth enough for me too to decide to risk my entire existence, crossing the unknown with you.

But I know that heaven speaks to you too and that you have or had profound certainties. About how much we would love each other. That our relationship would never become flat and boring. That you'd love to come home to me and take antibiotics every week for cat dander allergies.

But how to make you accept that sometimes not even you would be able to erase my sadness? That even if you are the immense, I can't allow you to be everything? How to live up to the divinity you created over me, every day?

And even though you had guessed my intentions by now, you didn't allow me to go back by taxi and, in front of my house door, as in the most classic clichés, you made a half attempt to kiss me. But you didn't fully believe it, turning it into a kiss on the cheek. Although not at all harmless.

I read so much pain in your eyes, that I decided that getting away from me would be the best thing. For you, first of all. I've always replied to your messages, but never letting myself go, no jokes or flirting anymore, never being myself. I never contacted you first, even pretending that I forgot your birthday. When that date is tattooed on my heart. Then the frequency between messages got lower and lower and I convinced myself that you were finally getting over it.

And I was happy for you as I am for myself, for the equilibre I've reached now. But then you reappeared and with one stupid smile I realized it was all bullshit. You weren't over it, and I was in the same boat. It's as if after our appointment, since we started working together again, you move on two parallel tracks. On the one hand the respect for my choice to cut everything between us, on the other the absolute freedom to flirt and woo me, because, after asking me out romantically, what should stop you from explicitly showing your feelings?

Then you thought it best to blow up and get kidnapped. Wasn't that time with Matt enough for you? And you managed to win. Again, you win, Luke Alvez. I've been here for hours, I haven't let others enjoy their moment with you, I've been selfish as never. But they understood even before me.

I'm waiting for a nurse or doctor to come by, for someone to realize that visiting hours have been over for quite a while. In the meantime, I'll stay here. And by the way, don't think you can get rid of me, because tomorrow and the day after and the day after that, I'll come back to torment you with my rambling thoughts. Until you will decide to open those eyes.

Look what you did to make me give in. Was there really a need to almost kill youreself? Considering how messed up I was, maybe yes. But it's not fair that you have to suffer the consequences. But if it were me in your place, you'd probably be even worse off, so... There's no way out.

My throat is so parched... You know I'm a big talker, but this time I went too far. What more can I say to wake you up? Wasn't this confession enough for you? Do you really want that the first time... that it would be with you in that shape and with a foot in the grave? No, there is a limit.

But, by the way... Do you know that you've never been so vulnerable? Even if I am aware that with my words, I have changed your day, more than once, not always voluntarily. But that's not what I meant. I, now, could... Do what I want. And if you don't hurry to lift those lids, I do.

You, who are more romantic than you would ever admit, would you accept that our first kiss is like this? That I can decide every aspect of it. Duration. Intensity.

Okay, you may not be able to see me like in movies, but I think you feel my presence, you know I'm leaning over you. My lips are inches from yours, Luke. Last chance. All right, you stubborn...

Penelope doesn't have time to finish the sentence. Every word and thought of her is swept away by the man's arms, which, coming to life out of nowhere, drag her towards him, even making their lips meet. The blonde's eyes close instantly, but she still manages to notice a flicker in the lighter ones. She didn't have the absolute certainty that, in case he woke up, she would keep her word. Now, however, all doubts have been banished from her mind and her heart. I told you, you were supposed to kiss me that very night. After four years, even without an official date ... Luke notices the change in her when they part.

-What the hell...- she tries to get up, fearing to hurt him. He has several broken ribs and more. Still, he looks great. His smirk serves as an answer. -How long have you been awake?- her eyes reduced to two slits, are glaring at him. But they don't scare him at all.

-Quite enough.- they both keep silent, mainly to catch their breath. -So... Did you know that Spencer has a license to officiate weddings?- Penelope blanches.

But she ignores his provocation and focuses on another matter. -You left me raving with despair for over an hour?- Luke makes the mistake of shrugging. He grimaces.

-Well, considering the results- he licks his lips -I did well.- she can't blame him. Since they've come to the point by now, she might as well indulge in what she has always denied herself. She takes his hand, stroking it, brushing against the tubes that protrude from his arm. -But you didn't answer me.- she immediately understands what she is referring to, but she remains silent. -Heaven...- he begins -told me that I would marry you and that that day you would be the happiest woman in the universe.- he winks. Then he gets serious again. -I don't want to get married today, tomorrow, in a week or in a month. But you said first that there's no need to fight against the inevitable, so... I just need to know that you don't rule it out a priori.- he coughs. He has talked too much, in his condition.

Penelope is already ready to scold him. -You should rest.- she hands him the glass and helps him drink. But she soon realizes that he won't be a model patient until she gives him a complete answer. -Okay, stubborn fool, what you got wasn't enough for you, was it? Oh no, if you give the young gentleman a finger then he wants the whole hand...- he remains waiting. No, he won't give up. -Alright then. We are together. I'm your girlfriend. You are my boyfriend. When they let you come home, we'll find a place to live together.- Luke opens his eyes wide, really surprised. -What? It's what we both want, and we have to make up for lost time.- she admits candidly.

However, he doesn't seem satisfied. -It's not what I asked you, though.- although he is aware that for her living together is a huge step. Since she never allowed his predecessors to share her everyday life with them. But... -You know that I'm not the type who thinks about marriage, right? Didn't the heaven tell you this?- he sees the terror that rises, but keeps, as long as his lungs allow him. -I didn't even think I wanted a stable relationship. Move in? It was Lisa's idea. I would carry on as we were. But with you… It's all different.- she has to ask him, even if she already knows the answer.

-Why?- a sweet smile on Luke's lips, which is automatically reflected in her heart.

-Because you are my exception.- the tears explode as soon as he finishes speaking. Emotional ones along with those she didn't allow herself to pay since they witnessed the explosion onwards. Because it would have been like giving up and no, she wasn't willing to accept that.

Besides her salt drops, something else comes out of her, something Penelope would never be able to tell. -I love you so much, Luke Alvez.- he tries to reach down to stroke her cheek and wipe tears from her face.

-Me too. I love you immensely, Penelope Garcia.-

Take me with every wound, take me for life, for better or worse, I will love her, I will love her until I die

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Unenchanted: Tennessee Honey

The Pencil Chronicles- Series premise: This series was inspired by Long Hand Trope Pencils (Special thanks for the extra pencils!). The pencils have a phrase that can be a prompt or a line from a show or book. I wanted a random A/U where anything is possible and, so that’s what I have with this series (TPC). SO take what you know and throw it out the window. Anything goes in this series. It is a canon divergent series for any book I write about. My character personalities remain the same as do the ones I write from Pixelberry in the manner I write their canon character. It could be any character, any pairing, any scenario. I will go where the pencil leads. Catch up with everything here

Detailed disclaimer

Scenario/Timeline: The day of the UN Gala. Drake and the MC go to her hotel room for drinks.

Pencil Chronicle Prompt/Theme: “Hi, Guys! I’m broken”

A/N: So I’m doing a few prompts for this story, and they appear in bold throughout the story.

Wacky drabble prompt(s): #83 “That makes my [Body part tingle].”,#84 “Just keep moving.”,#85 “Do you want me to leave., and #86 “Have you lost your mind.”

Ask prompt: #34 “Why can’t you see that I’m in love with you?” #40 “Are you implying that you want to kiss me?”

Triggers: 🍋

Chapter Song inspiration: Tennessee Whiskey

Word count: 1,562 *As always, forgive my typos and, grammatical errors.*

Reading time: 12 minutes

Jewels by David L - New York

Jessica huffed and said, “Can we get this going here?”

The jeweler apologetically said,” I’m sorry, I don’t mean to cause you any more stress. We were polishing it.”

The sales clerk smiled at them and said, “SO, are you ready for your big day?”

Jessica eyes got wide; she was ready to explode. She was quiet for most of the day, but he knew she reached her tipping point.

Drake put his arm around and said, “The future Mrs. and I are-”

Jessica pushed his hand away and shouted, “Fuck it! Listen, I’m not okay. I’m picking up the wedding band for my boyfriend’s fiancé. JUST GIVE ME THE FUCKING RING, OKAY!”

Everyone in the store turned around, paying attention to Jessica’s outburst.

Jessica continued her rant as Drake began to cringe at the spectacle. “Let me just shout it for the people on the back. I’m the mistress!”

Drake shouted, “Garcia!”

Hi, guys! I’m broken. I love punishing myself. Oh, I’m stopping you from shopping? “Do you want me to leave!?”

Drake shouted, “Jessica, have you lost your mind!?”

A woman said, “Geezus.”

Jessica ignored him and turned her attention to the woman and said, “Fuck you. Just keep it moving; you’re getting your happy ending!”

Drake tapped the glass. “Give me the fucken ring. Just give me the fucken ring.”

Jessica snatched the box from the jeweler and said in a sarcastic tone, “I bet it beautiful and wonderful and has some beautiful perfect LiamISH detail.” Jessica opened the box and looked at the dull, uneventful ring. She scoffed, “Well, it certainly is basic, and well, Madeleine is a basic bitch, so it suits her. BUT it doesn’t matter what I think, At the end of it all, they will go off into the sunset, AND they live happily fucken after!”

“Jessica, please calm the fuck down. Out of all the shit you went through this is the moment you pick to meltdown in public? You know somehow this is better than at the UN gala.”

“I’m gonna dick punch Constantine TONIGHT. I’ve had enough! You know what Liam, Madeleine will probably starfish you, and well you like vanilla. SO ENJOY YOUR VANILLA SEX LIFE. Your gonna be think about my -”

The sales clerk let out an exaggerated gasp.

Drake shouted drowning Jessica out, “JESSICA, let’s get the fuck out of here. Let’s just have a drink.”

Baccarat Hotel -

Jessica’s hotel room balcony

Drake sat across from Jessica and poured her a drink, and handed it to her. Jessica walked over to the stone siding of the enclosure and pressed her rear end against it. She placed her plump plum lips to the rim of the and tossed her head back, taking it all at once. “Man, that makes my throat tingle. But it’s still smooth.”

‘Her lips are perfect. Fuck.’

Drake put his empty tumbler down; he smiled at her and said, “Jack Daniels… Tennessee Honey. Jessica, don’t go to the gala. We can just hang out and talk here.”

Jessica poured herself another drink and said, “You know Drake, you have been calling me Jessica a lot today. It feels nice.”

‘She noticed. Time to come clean.’

Drake poured himself another drink; he took a gulp and set it down, then said, “I have been hoping that you would fucken see me.”

Jessica looked at him, puzzled at his comment, “I’m looking right at you, and I’m not fucken drunk.”

“Jessica, I want you to look at me the way you look at him.”

“Drake, are you-”

Drake took the rest of his drink and set it down on the table, and stood up. “Why can’t you see that I’m in love with you?”

Jessica eyes got wide, and she said, “Drake, you’re in love with me? How long?”

His eyes averted; hers he was shocked at his very own outburst, saying aloud the words he held inside of himself for months. “In Italy, I wanted to cross that line with you. For months, I wanted you to look my way. Liam, doesn’t fucken deserve you. I want to. I want to try.��

Drake walked over to where Jessica was standing, held her face in his hands. She chewed her lip and said, Are you implying that you want to kiss me?” Drake took a deep breath and, in a low husky whisper, said, “Fuck yes.” He pressed his lips against hers, and she opened her mouth. Their tongues coiled and mingled and meet each other in the center like they should have been kissing each other for years.

Jessica dropped the tumbler on the floor and ran her hands through his hair as they kissed, closing her eyes and completely melting into him. There so much longing in his kiss she felt it in the pit of her stomach he was awakening something inside her. His kiss sent shivers down her spine as she held onto him. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her in closer, so they were flush against one another. “I want you,” he mumbled against her lips, an excited and fond look in his eyes. Jessica hesitated for a moment. Should they be doing this? She wasn’t sure, but the idea of how good it would feel was clouding any doubt she had about the situation. Jessica didn’t know what this was, but she wanted to explore it. So, she nodded, taking a deep breath and holding onto him.

Drake’s hands traveled to the small of her back as he said, “Just give me one night with you.” Jessica didn’t respond, and they continue kissing; Drake traced the shape of her ass with his hands before put lifted her dress dipped his hands in her lace underwear. He slowly moved his hand down to rub at her clit, making her moan out and arch her back. Drake got on his knees and gently lifted her left leg over his shoulder, his hand his “You feel so good,” he mumbled. He did not know how they survived without touching each other like this; she felt it too somehow; they were spending a lot of time with each other, and part of her resented Liam for even considering the option of a Cordonian arrangement. She could feel his desperation even more after a few moments went by. Her leg wrap around his neck and his hand holding her thigh to spread her legs giving him deeper access and it became more intense.

“You taste like honey,” Drake mumbled, slowly letting two fingers enter her. She sighed at the feeling, tilting her head back with a bit of groan. He also leaned down to lick at her clit, the two sensations overwhelming her. Her body jerked as she let out a little cry, her body pleasantly warm with pleasure. His two fingers started moving, crooking the spot that she wanted him to hit most. It was already so much.

He fingered her for only a bit before he took his fingers out and licked them. He then focused more on his skilled tongue work, looking up at her with clouded eyes. Jessica burying her fingers into his hair. “Fuck, oh my god, Drake!” she moaned out; her body was on fire. Jessica was dripping on herself, her nectar covering his mouth and her thighs. She felt close, warning him with a whine. He pulled away, making her gasp and groan.

“I want to be inside of you when you cum,” Drake said quickly, picking her up and taking her to the bed. She chewed on her bottom lip, leaning up to kiss at his neck as he hovered over her. They undressed each other, Jessica taking off his jacket and Drake taking off her soft dress. Drake tossed their clothing aside in favor of their desperation. “I want you so bad,” Drake groaned, grinding down onto her. “Let me show you how much I’ve wanted you,” he mumbled, pressing his thumb down onto her bottom lip gently, taking a moment to look at her as he slowly lined up with her and pushed forward, both of them gasping and then moaning out at the sensation of filling and being filled.

“Oh god,” Jessica moaned, looking up at him. Drake smiled and let out a moan in the back of his throat. She could see that he was holding back from moving immediately, pausing inside of her so she could get used to the feeling. Jessica, buck up her hips a little and tightening around him to encourage him to move. He ended up moving with a groan, closing his eyes and starting his thrusts.

They both groaned, Jessica, panting as he buried himself inside of her over and over again. “FUCK DRAKE,” Jessica gasped, holding onto him. Drake leaned down, caressing her cheek somehow even through his thrusts. He still was not going too fast to saver the moment she gave herself to. He happy to have this moment, this single moment of bliss with her, but if this was it for them, he wanted to make sure they could remember it.

Drake’s speed picked up, and he reached down to rub at her clit again. After being edged once, she was close. Her body felt positively electric as she moved closer to her climax. She was so warm, both with fondness and with her body heat rising so much. He continuously toyed with her clit, leaning down to give her a passionate kiss as she fell over the edge. Pleasure erupted through her body in a blind wave as she gasped against his lips, pulling away in favor of crying out in bliss. Her body jerked, and her head fell back, the tightening caused by her orgasm pushing him over the edge. His thrusts stilled as he buried himself deep inside of her, leaning over her with a loud groan of her name.

Originally published on 3.21.21 and transitioned to this URL on 10.21.22 by the original author. -J

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