#you are welcome for me cutting gif 5 off where i did.

[meyerlansky]

timestamp roulette: BLACK SAILS EPISODE XVII ↳ i want to see that noose around your neck and i want to pull the fucking lever with my own two hands!

#black sails #blacksailsedit #dailypiratemedia #perioddramaedit #anne bonny #max black sails #james flint #miranda barlow #miranda hamilton #tvedit #televisiongifs #userstream #tvgifs #you are welcome for me cutting gif 5 off where i did.

[theyluvkarolina]

hi hi!!

i just read your lando angst fic. so good ahhhhhh😩🤌🏻

um.. and if your requests are open… could i request a max verstappen x manager! reader where she is real madrid’s or mancity’s social media manager or something and she’s sorta famous herself and has a really good relationship w her team. and max goes to one of the games and meets her and all the guys are teasing her (like how brothers tease their sister over things haha) and they get together after a while ?

sorry if that was so specific😅 love your works!! and i understand if you don’t want to do it!! have a lovely day <3

𝐁𝐈𝐆 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒

· . ୨୧⭒๋࣭ ⭑ ` ` you break her heart, i’ll cut your dick off. ` ` ⊹ ‧₊˚

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 ୨୧ Meeting a f1 driver at your job wasn’t on the bucket list. However, crushing and getting teased by your new team members as if you were their little sister makes this much more worse interesting.

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 ୨୧ max verstappen x fem!reader

𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌 ୨୧ none!

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ୨୧ GOOGLE TRANSLATED SPANISH!! I’M NOT AT ALL A SPANISH SPEAKER PLEASE BEAR WITH ME!, Y/n is a major fangirl for Max 😭, i made y/n a bit more… sassy? sex jokes again

𝐀/𝐍 ୨୧ i’d like to apologize for how long this took and that i definitely could have done this request better than this considering how happy I was to do this but my writers block has been out of control lately :( as for the teasing, i went the more “over-protective brothers” route. I hope that’s okay with you!

𝐀/𝐍 2 ୨୧ … safe to say i did NOT plan for this to be finished and come out on the one race max got a dnf 😭😭

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realmadrid ✔︎

realmadrid ¡Al Real Madrid FC le gustaría anunciar a nuestra nueva gerente de redes sociales, la Sra. Y/N L/N! Nos gustaría felicitarla por esta increíble oportunidad y por su dedicación no solo al Real Madrid, sino también al equipo. ¡Bienvenido Y/N!

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Real Madrid FC would like to announce our new Social Media manager, Ms. Y/N L/N! We would like to congratulate her on this amazing opportunity and her dedication to not only Real Madrid, but to the team. Welcome Y/N!

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fabriziorom ✔︎ Who’s gonna win 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐋𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐮𝐞? 🏆

𝐒𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐒 ⤵️✨

Atlético or BVB 🆚 Barcelona or Paris Saint-Germain.

Real Madrid or Manchester City 🆚 Arsenal or Bayern.

5,643 comments

username1 Real hardest matchup again

username2 Let's all laugh at vardrid we're going to see 5-1 aggregate again 😂

→ username3 bro thinks barça has been doing shit for the past 5 years 💀 → username4 at least we don’t rely on VAR → username5 at least we have 14 champion league wins

username6 Real Madrid revenge arc coming soon.....

y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ WTF

y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ guys i can’t do this

y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ i’m stressing

username6 someone check on Y/N rn

y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎

y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ me because we are versing Man City in Champions League.

2,345 comments

judebellingham ✔︎ what is that photo of me.

→ y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ art.

username7 DON’T REMIND ME

username8 girl aren't you supposed to believe in your team?? 💀

→ y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ even it's okay to admit defeat once in a while. → judebellingham ✔︎ BE CONFIDENT BLOODY HELL 😭 → y/n_l/nmadrid IT’S DIFFERENT WHEN YOU'RE THE ONE WATCHING 😞😞

tonirudiger ✔︎ BELIEVE IN US 💪 💪 🔥

→ y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ i wish I had your positivity toni 🥹 → tonirudiger ✔︎ don’t worry y/n! we will win! 💪 💪 🔥 → y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ i think you can stop with the emojis → tonirudiger ✔︎ 👍

y/n_l/nmadrid

y/n_l/nmadrid you guys are in a crisis…. i’m on my way.

2,341 comments

camavinga ✔︎ jude has been influencing you too much.

→ judebellingham ✔︎ and? supernanny is a good show. → y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ someone is jelly they haven’t seen peak british tv. → judebellingham ✔︎ it’s telly you fake 🙄

vinijr ✔︎ those headphones look familiar 🤔 🤔

→ y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ shhhhh

username9 what even is the “crisis”???

→ y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ man city. → rodrygo ✔︎ stop this rn.

y/n_l/nmadrid has posted a story 1 hour ago!

realmadrid ✔︎

realmadrid up up and away! ✈️ Onto Manchester 👊

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username10 i still forget it’s y/n making these posts for the team 😭😭

username11 i love how she does a whole 360 with the actual team insta posts than her own 💀

username12 WE DEMAND MORE LUKA POSTS!!

→ y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ I WOULD BUT THE OLD MAN IS GETTING ANNOYED BY IT → judebellingham ✔︎ yeah because you have an entire album dedicated to him and then cry when you think about him retiring??? → username13 EXCUSE ME??? → username14 y/n crying because of modrić being close to retiring 🥹🥹 → username15 WHY ARE WE IGNORING THE FACT SHE HAS AN ALBUM DEDICATED TO HIM??? →username16 because who wouldn’t cry about him retiring → y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ @ username16 is right → judebellingham ✔︎ @ username16 i second that → rodrygo ✔︎ @ username16 make that 3. → camavinga ✔︎ @ usernme16 4. → fedevalverde ✔︎ @ username16 5 😅 → lukamodric10 ✔︎ I’m retiring not dying 😓

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realmadrid ✔︎ Miss Y/N hard at work! What do you think she is writing? 🤔 ✍️

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username17 how to win against Man City

username18 how to not piss herself watching the game.

ardaguler ✔︎ she works?! 😧 😧

→ y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ you get playing time?! → username19 SHOTS FIRED 😭 → ardaguler ✔︎ :( → username20 WHAT DID HE DO TO YOU 😭😭 → judebellingham ✔︎ be nice to the baby he hasn’t been here that long to know your harmless 😞 → y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ @ judebellingham don’t say that as if you haven’t been here for less than a year either. → judebellingham ✔︎ this is what you sound like: wah wah wah

y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎

y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ congrats to my favorite boys!! onto the quaters! 🫶🫶

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username21 she’s actually so unserious 😭

pablogavi imgagine not believing in your own team

→ y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ imagine being on a team that lost 7-2 in the champions league against bayern munich → pablogavi you won’t let barca live this down will you? → y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ nope. 🫶

judebellingham now you believe in us??? 😒 😒

→ y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ shush. be happy i even posted about you guys.

tonirudiger ✔︎ working hard! 💪 🔥

lukamodric10 great teamwork! 👏

toni.kr8s what a game 😮

username22 toni and luka are such parents 💀

y/n_l/nmadrid has posted a story 1 hour ago!

judebellingham replied to your story!

judebellingham Y/N YOU ARSE LOOK AT THE GROUP CHAT PLEASE y/n_l/nmadrid … y/n_l/nmadrid should I be scared? Read at 5:32 PM y/n_l/nmadrid wowww okay i see how it is

mxverstappen1 has posted a story 5 minutes ago!

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f1 ✔︎ Max wins it in Silverstone! 🦁 An outstanding performance once again by the Dutchman! 👏

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username22 another day, another gp max ate.

y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ NO WAY THIS IS THE MAN THAT KEPT ME COMPANY WHEN I WAS LOST

→ username23 no way homegirl didn’t recognize THE max vertsappen 💀💀 → y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ damn i’m sorry my entire sports knowledge is the one i work for 😞

y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ lowkey… he kinda fine 🤭

→ judebellingham ✔︎ bloody hell → camavinga ✔︎ we need an intervention for her rn → fedevalverde ✔︎ euthanize her. → y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ FEDE??? → usernme24 y/n gets the appeal → y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ when you do work with men in sports your forced to see apeal.

username25 DU DU DU DU 🔥 🗣️🔥 🦁 MAX VERSTAPPEN 🏎️🔥 🗣️

maxverstappen1 ✔︎

maxverstappen1 game of padel before race day!

tagged ; landonorris, fernandoalonso, danielricciardo

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username25 f1 is just a jobby for him at this point 😭

username26 the goats and some guy named lando

y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ is he single

y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ that’s a handsome man right there 🥴

y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ he can paddle me anyday 😊😊

→ username27 MA’AM ??? → username28 the Real Madrid boys are NOT gonna be happy → judebellingham ✔︎ WHAT IS THIS??? → rodrygo ✔︎ i wish i can bleach my eyes out rn. → camavinga ✔︎ tell luka to giver her meds now. → tonirudiger ✔︎ already messaged him! 🔥 → y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ CAN I THIRST IN PEACE???

y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎

y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ fun trip to manchester and london!

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judebellingham ✔︎ we should have left you at the flower shop

→ y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ but then who will make you guys do silly dances that the fans demand 😞

lukamodric10 ✔︎ moja kći ❤️

→ y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ lukita 🥹 → username29 the day luka leaves is the day i die.

maxverstappen1 ✔︎ very pretty lady 🙃

→ y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ 🤭 🤭

maxverstappen1 ✔︎ is she single by chance 🤔

→ brahim ✔︎ woah woah woah → aurelientchm ✔︎ what do you think you are doing? → vinijr ✔︎ back up dutchie → judebellingham ✔︎ away from our girl → tonirudiger ✔︎ no she’s not actually ! → y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ yes i am very much single 😚 → y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ don’t listen to them!

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maxverstappen1 ✔︎ ; Date #1

maxverstappen1 ✔︎ karting and fifa is my kind of date 🏎️ 🎮

tagged ; y/n_l/nmadrid

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y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ ofc you use Barcelona 🙄 🙄

→ maxverstappen1 ✔︎ is it bad to support my favorite team? 😅 → y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ if you wanna be with me then it is 🤨 → maxverstappen1 ✔︎ noted.

toni.kr8s ✔︎ is this why you took the day off??

→ y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ …noooo… → rodrygo ✔︎ she’s lying lock her up in the locker room. → y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ no thank you i don’t need to smell you stinkers → camavinga ✔︎ okay we don’t smell THAT bad after a game. → y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ 😬 about that..

username30 HELLO???

username31 the sports collab we didn’t know we needed

username32 this was NOT on my 2024 calendar…

y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ Date #2

y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ busy trying to make a new Madridista 🤍

tagged ; maxverstappen1

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maxverstappen1 ✔︎ you’d look good in blue and red 🥴

→ y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ i was going to agree until i realized what you were doing. → maxverstappen1 ✔︎ i don’t know what you are talking about.

username33 they are lowkey so cute

judebellingham ✔︎ why are you collaborating with the enemy.

→ y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ he literally drives fast cars and is not a barca player?? → ardaguler ✔︎ that’s what he wants you to think 🤫

pablogavi ✔︎ why convert him if you can join him? 😉

→ vinijr ✔︎ get out of OUR pr managers comments. → pablogavi ✔︎ make me → y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ i’m literally gonna block both of you if you don’t stop acting like kids. AND THAT’S COMING FROM ME → vinijr ✔︎ …yes ma’am. → pablogavi ✔︎ 😶

rodrygo ✔︎ stop acting like a couple in the stands. it makes me wanna puke.

→ y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ NOW YOU KNOW HOW I FEEL WITH YOU AND YOUR GIRLFRIEND.

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maxverstappen1 ✔︎ Date #3

maxverstappen1 my good luck charm 💙

tagged ; y/n_l/nmadrid

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y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ stooopppp you’re making me blush 🫣

→ maxverstappen1 ✔︎ liefje 🫶 → vinijr ✔︎ ew 🤢 → maxverstappen1 ✔︎ sounds like someone is sad and single. → landonorris what’s wrong with being sad and single 😞

redbullracing ✔︎ wonderful job out there 👊 🔥

→ ferrari ✔︎ hey @ redbullracing ! please stop winning so some of us have a chance! 😊 → realmadrid ✔︎ no thanks @ ferrari! we like that the newest golden boy of the family i winning :) → judebellingham ✔︎ oh! → ardaguler ✔︎ :( → lukamodric10 ✔︎ since when was there a new golden boy?!

username33 DU DU DU DU 🔥 🗣️🔥 🦁 MAX VERSTAPPEN 🏎️🔥 🗣️

username34 it’s them against the world

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f1 Max Verstappen and his #1 Fan! 👫❤️

tagged ; maxverstappen1 & y/n_l/nmadrid

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landonorris ✔︎ okay maybe i am sad and single

→ ameliadimz ✔︎ ??? i’m right here 🙄 → landonorris ✔︎ your right my bad 🫶

judebellingham ✔︎ …fine i’ll let this relationship slide.

→ maxverstappen1 ✔︎ am i bellingham approved?? 😮 → judebellingham ✔︎ don’t get your hopes up mate. i’m doing it for her not you 😑 → y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ jude 🥹🥹

lukamodric10 ✔︎ ti razbiti ona srce, odrezat ću ti kurac.

→ y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ i’m

→ maxverstappen1 ✔︎ yes sir.

→ username35 ✔︎ HELLO???

→ username35 ✔︎ LUKA??

→ rodrygo ✔︎ i don’t know much croatian but i know that is not good.

TRANSLATIONS

cro: ti razbiti ona srce, odrezat ću ti kurac.

eng: you break her heart, i’ll cut your dick off.

#☆ﾟ user ↳ theyluvkarolina ◝ #f1 x reader #f1 fanfic #formula one x reader #formula one x you #☆ﾟ smau ↳ theyluvkarolina ◝ #f1 imagine #f1 smau #f1 social media au #formula 1 #max verstappen #jude bellingham #rodrygo #vinicius jr #real madrid #max verstappen x reader #max verstappen imagine #max verstappen fanfic

[poge-life]

Puppy Interview~ Drew Starkey

Summary: Literally one of the best interview ways to ever be created

This had to be the best day of your life. You were a huge fan of the Buzzfeed Puppy Interviews so of course you were on board when they mentioned you guys doing it. You guys were doing it in groups; you, Drew, Maddy, and Austin in one and then Madison, Cleo, JD, and Chase in the other.

“I’m Y/N”

“I’m Drew Starkey.”

“I’m Madelyn Cline.”

“And I’m Austin North.”

“And we’re the cast of Outer Banks-” You started but Madelyn cut you off, too excited to hold it in, “And this is the best day of my life.”

Everyone let out a laugh at the blonde but you were all as equally excited but you guys were all better at hiding it.

“Spoiler alert, if you haven’t watched the season, go do that and then come back!” Austin warned and you all agreed.

The season had only been out for a few days and you knew not everyone would have had a chance to either watch it or finish it and you knew the questions would be about this season and didn’t want to have it spoiled for anyone.

“Bring in the puppies!” You exclaimed, clapping your hands in excitement. You all sat anxiously, waiting for them to bring in the puppies. You let out a gasp as a little tan husky made its way over to you, “Hi, baby!”

You held out your hand for it so smell and laughed when it started nibbling on your fingers, “Oh, I’m not doing anything for this interview.”

Drew had immediately been swarmed when he laid down as the puppies all decided to attack him. You held the little puppy against your chest as you used your hand to wave his paw at Drew, “Who knew it only took 5 puppies to take down a 6’0 man?”

The group let out a laugh before the first question was pulled up.

‘What was it like filming on location for all of the ‘Poguelandia’ scenes in season 3?’

“I barely have an attention span so this is going to be impossible,” you started, “I will say, it was surreal to be able to go to Barbados. If you had told me even when the show started that we would be traveling to the beautiful Barbados, I probably would have laughed.”

Drew could tell your attention was slipping away from the question and answered, “We got to film in Barbados- the beautiful country of Barbados, the people there are so welcoming and it’s-gorgeous, ohhh.” His attention immediately disappeared as a black Labrador hopped in his lap. He could make fun of you all he wanted but he easily got just as distracted as you by puppies.

“I will say, I’m upset that my time in Barbados on-set was spent inside of a house rather than being outside like the Pogues.”

‘What was your favorite behind-the-scenes memory from filming season 3 of Outer Banks?’

“It felt like we show two seasons, the one they shot in Barbados and the one we all shot in Charleston and they’re all just gonna merge into one.” Austin explained, playing with a husky.

Whoever decided they were all mature enough to do this interview, clearly underestimated them. This was going to take forever to get through.

“I liked the fact that we kept the ‘where’s y/n’ group chat going.” Maddy laughed as they all agreed. You held the puppy up in front of you as you talked to it in a baby voice, “They’re so mean, aren’t they?”

‘What has been your favorite plot twist on Outer Banks so far? *Spoiler Alert!*

“My father faking his suicide.” Madelyn answered

“It was pretty gnarly…Rafe’s haircut.” Austin said as Drew agreed, “It’s pretty bug.”

“Uh…the fact that Big John was actually alive still completely blew my mind.” You answered, leaning back as they puppy walked across your chest. Drew leaned over and pulled down your skirt, to make sure nothing was showing. You sent him a grateful smile but quickly pouted when the husky walked over to him.

‘What’s a role people would be surprised to find out you auditioned for, but didn’t get?’

“I auditioned for John b, unsurprisingly did not get it.” Drew answered, while petting the husky that was beginning to fall asleep in his lap. Another puppy had taken it upon himself to come over and plop down in your lap while playing with a toy as you answered, “I actually got a roll in ‘After We Collided’ but turned it down after I booked Outer Banks.”

“Wait, you turned it down?” Maddy asked, leaning forward to look at you, “Why? That would have been amazing?”

You shrugged, turning your attention to the puppy, “I had to figure out which one I would have enjoyed doing more and I made the right choice.”

‘Who’s the most famous person who has DM’d you?’

You all let out a laugh before the awkward silence happened. None of you wanted to answer this question. Not wanting to betray anyone’s trust.

“Amanda Seyfried messaged me,” Madelyn laughed, “I was actually pretty excited about that.”

“Uh…Selena Gomez messaged me to tell me how much of a fan of the show she was and I almost peed myself from how starstruck I was.” You answered, “but that’s all I’m saying.”

“Um…Y/N L/N DM’d me once,” Drew grinned, looking over at you, trying not to move as much because the husky was sleeping on his legs, “changed my life.”

‘If you could have any other actor make a cameo on Outer Banks, who would it be?’

“Danny Devito.” Madelyn picked

“The Rock.”

“Elizabeth Olsen or Sophie Turner.” You gushed and everyone let out a laugh, “I love both of them with my whole heart.”

Drew patted your knee with a laugh, “We know, baby. We know.”

You rolled your eyes as you pushed his hand off of your leg, “Says the one in love with Pedro Pascal.”

‘If you could play any other Outer Banks character besides your own, who would you wanted to play?’

“I’d play Shoupe.” Maddy answered with no hesitation as you snapped your fingers at her, “I’ve always wanted to know what it’s like to have a mustache. But, I think I’d like to be either John B or Rose.”

“Those are two very different characters.” Austin pointed out with a laugh as Drew and Maddy agreed, “John B always has something going on and I just wanna be apart of that thought process, ya know? And Rose? She just sits at home and drinks all day. The epitome of a housewife.”

‘Have your real-life friendships influenced the characters at all, especially now after three seasons together?’

“I think it’s obvious that Drew, Austin, and I are very different from our characters,” You started, “but I think after working together for three years, we’ve all kind of found a way to bring our characters to a bond because clearly, our characters would do anything for each other and I think all of us would do anything for each other, even robbing a train if it came down to it.”

“As JJ said, ‘Like they’re going to think a guy wearing flip flops is involved in a robbery’” Austin spoke causing you all to laugh. The puppy nipped at your fingers, drawing your attention down to it. You pouted your lip out at the puppy before turning to look at Drew, who was focused on the still sleeping husky in his lap, “Can’t we just take him home?”

Drew shook his head at you as you held the dog out to him, speaking for the dog, “Please, take me home. I’m potty trained and everything.” You popped your head out from behind the puppy as Austin and Maddy laughed at the two of you. You had been trying to convince Drew for over a year to get another dog but he wasn’t budging, “We already have a dog, buddy.”

“Party pooper.” You mumbled, placing the dog back in your lap

‘Y/N, what was like for Y/C/N to finally realize Rafe was as bad as everyone said he was?’

“Uh, first off, rude.” Drew held up one of his fingers before looking over at you, “And two, how you answer this, depends on if we get another dog.”

Narrowing your eyes at him, you spoke up, “It was a little hard at first. Y/C/N was very oblivious to what Rafe was doing at the start but I think this season, she finally came to realize that he stopped caring about their relationship a long time ago. You can definitely tell she struggled a lot with trying to figure out if she should just stay on the sidelines like she always did or if she should break up with him.”

“I was more surprised with the writers having Y/C/N turn on Rafe,” Maddy added, “I think that was also one of the biggest plot twists none of us saw coming.”

‘What’s the last show you binge watched?’

“Game of thrones.” Maddy quietly spoke, playing with the dog laying in front of her

“Love Island. Madison and I started watching it together,” you started but Drew cut you off quietly, “I haven’t seen it yet.”

You looked at him in confusion, “When-you’re never at our apartment when Madison and I watch it.”

“Becauuse I don’t want to impose on girls night.” He told you, causing you to giggle, “and yet you always somehow do, don’t you?”

#outer banks #drew starkey #rafe cameron #drew starkey imagine #rafe cameron imagines #outer banks imagines #rafe cameron imagine #obx #rafe obx #outer banks imagine #drew starkey x reader #drew starkey imagines #rafe cameron x reader #obx rafe cameron #rafe cameron fic #obx imagine #obx3 #obx spoilers #obx3 spoilers

[mrsjobarnes]

What’s the worst thing that can happen?

Summary: Jake and you have been secretly together for 5 months, what is the worst that could happen? 

Jake Sersin x Mitchell!Reader

Word count: 1.8 k 

Warning - 18+, Angst, Fluff, Illusion to Smut

Likes, Comments and Reblogs  are welcome!

Please do not steal my work! 

“Hey, baby, I'm pulling into the parking lot now. Are you sure you don’t want to come clean and tell Bradley?”

“Y/n have you lost your mind? Rooster and Maverick would kill me if they found out I was dating you, and I don’t know about you but I’d like to live” you giggled at what Jake had just said.  

“Okay but if they ask I’m not lying anymore,” you said.

“Deal, at least if they kill me I’ll have witness” you can’t help but laugh at the stupidity of your boyfriend

“If they see how happy you make me, they can’t hurt you. That’s the perk of being the only girl but in all seriousness, it doesn’t matter what they think, you’re my boyfriend and I love you. That’s all that matters” you quickly say your goodbyes and lock your car. As you walk into the bar you look around for your bean pole of a brother. After you spot him you walk over. “Hey, guys this is Maverick's daughter and my sister Y/n!” Rooster said. Everybody went around introducing themselves when Coyote aks the million-dollar question

“Soooo are you like adopted or something because you look nothing like Maverick,” he asks. Rooster goes to answer when you cut him off. 

“Am I adopted Bradley, how could you lie to me?” you say, the group goes dead silent. He rolled his eyes, while Jake bites his lip to keep from laughing. “I’m just kidding, yeah I'm adopted,” you say. Everybody lets out a collective sigh and hardy laugh.

“Long time no see,” said Nat while she gave you a bear hug. “Seriously where have you been? '' she asks. 

“Well unlike you guys some of us have regular 9 to 5 jobs,” you say smiling. 

“Y/n you and I both know you don’t work a 9 to 5,” Bradley says. It’s true you don’t, you’re an elementary teacher so you work overtime quite often. 

“Tis true brother, however winter break is around the corner! Thank god, I love kids but some of these crotch goblins are giving me a run for my money” you say with a serious look. Everyone burst into laughter. Nat offers to buy you a round and you graciously accept. The team goes on to talk about things that you could care less about. All you care about is the joy you see on Jake’s face when he gets to talking about something he is passionate about. You know how your brother feels about Jake. they didn’t have an excellent start to their relationship but he saved, your brother, and dad. They are working on building a relationship, which makes you very happy. 

As the night goes on you end up playing pool with Jake, Bob, Nat, and Bradley. You are bending over for your shot when Bradley asks “what the hell happened to your neck and chest Y/N” he asked with a very concerned tone, ready to beat whoever did that to you. 

“Oh this, it’s nothing.” you try to play it off but Nat interjects and tells Bradley that they are hickeys. Your face turns beet red as you tried to think of a way to change the conversation. Jake starts panicking because of the conversation you had in the car. “So has anyone seen the new episode of house of dragons?” a tv show you knew Bradley liked.

“You’re not getting out of this Y/n,” Bradley says with a stoic look on his face. He has always been super protective over you. He thought that if you were seeing someone you’d tell him. To be honest he was a little hurt. 

“Its, not a big deal, I’m seeing this guy and he got carried away. It’s not my fault I’m irresistible. Plus I’m a grown woman and if you think I look bad you should see him” you say. Jake smile remembering how she got those and why it looks like his abs and back were attacked by a cat. “Now can we move on to why you still have a caterpillar on your lip,” you ask. The group erupts in laughter. Pleased with the fact that he gets to live till tomorrow Jake buys the table a round. While he’s at the bar ordering a girl comes up and strikes up a conversation with him. 

“Oh look, hangman found someone already. He was doing so well too, almost 4 months.” Javy said. Everyone lets out a chuckle.  You turn around and see Jake talking to a girl. You try hard to not get jealous because you know he is a good guy. Before anyone else could comment they saw Jake shut down the girl’s advancements and head toward the table with their drinks. “Whoah Hangman are you sick,” Javy asks. 

Jake furrows his brows “No?” he said questioning why Javy would ask that, then it dawned on him. “Oh I just don’t feel like it tonight,” he said. 

“That’s been your excuse a lot recently, are you sure you’re okay” Javy ask genuinely concerned. Jake felt trapped, he could either fess up or keep lying. He looked at you, hoping you could give him an answer. You look at him as if giving an encouraging nod.  He quickly musters up some courage. 

“I am seeing someone” Jake said with a bashful smile. You smiled as well, although it wasn’t the full truth it was a step in the right direction. The group was silent until Bob congratulated him and said it was about time. The group quickly moved conversations to talk about the most recent football game. 

You walked over to Jake and whispered into his ear “Hey do you want to get out of here and come to my place?” He gave an enthusiastic yes and told the group that he was going to head out. 15 minutes later you also bid your goodbyes to the group and raced to your house to meet Jake. 

As you pulled into your driveway and parked Jake hopped out of his car and raced to you feverishly kissing you. Once he was done he put his hand out asking for your keys. Once he had them he threw you over his shoulder giving your ass a nice smack which elected a moan from you.

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 You are awoken by the sun streaming through your blinds. You turn over and snuggle into Jake’s chest to hide from the sun’s harsh rays. He brings you closer as if that’s possible. “Good morning darling,” he said with his voice thick with sleep and southern charm, you smile and look up at him. 

“Moring,” you say kissing him, he kisses you back like a man starved. You giggle and straddle him and kiss down his neck when you hear the lock to your front door click and a pair of boots stomping around. 

“Y/n, are you up? You are late to brunch” your dad shouts

“Hurry up im starving” shouts Bradley stomping up the stairs. You quickly look at your clock and see that it’s 12:30. You are 30 minutes late to brunch. 

“Shit shit shit” you whisper as you get off of Jake and try to find a shirt. “Uhh give me a second, i'll be right out” you shout. Whispering profanity and telling Jake to get dressed and hide in the bathroom. It’s too late because Bradley opens the door right as Jake is getting out of bed to put his boxers back on. 

“What the fuck” Bradley yells frozen in the doorway, you hear another round of feet coming up the stairs. 

“What is it, Bradley,” your dad asks sounding super concerned. Once he appears at the door and lets out a grone. They both look ready to kill At this point, but the shock has worn off of you. 

“First of all knock”, you say in a stern tone. “Second of all calm down,lets talk about this when I’m fully dressed” shutting the door in their faces. Looking back a Jake you expect him to freak but he doesn’t he just pulls you in for a kiss. 

“It was nice to know you doll,” he says kissing you again. You roll your eyes and put on some PJs. Once you are both dressed you head downstairs into your kitchen. 

As soon as you walk in they start asking questions. You hold your hand up and say “First of all stop yelling, Second would you all like coffee?” you walk towards the coffee maker and turn it on. Jake stands at the door looking ready to run if they come after him. As the coffee starts to brew you go about making your cup while Bradley and your dad just stare at you knowing not to mess with you until you’ve had a cup. As soon as you’ve taken your first sip they start bum-barding you with questions. “Okay let me start from the beginning you say” walking over to the table and grabbing Jake along the way, as you all sit down. “Jake and I met at the Hard deck 5 months ago, he was very kind and not like how you all described him,” you say looking at Bradley. 

“YOU’VE BEEN DATING FOR 5 MONTHS” Bradley stands and shouts. You give him a look that screams ‘shut the fuck up’ he quietly sits back down and you continue explaining the ins and out of your relationship. Once you are done you all sit in silence while the two men across from you process this new information. “I still don’t like this,” said Bradley. You kick him under the table and glare. 

“I don’t care if you like it, it's my life and I can date who I want,” you say looking at Jake with doe eyes. Bradley just glares at Jake 

“Does he make you happy,” your dad asks. You shake your head yes. “Then that’s all I can ask for, but I swear Jake if you hurt my baby I will kill you,” he said. 

“Yes sir,” Jake said. “She is honestly the best thing that has ever happened to me. I love her and would do anything for her.” He said kissing your forehead. You look up at him and snuggle into him. 

“Okay, then that’s all I can ask as a father,” Maverick said sincerely. You smile at your dad and then look at Bradley. 

“I'm not happy that you kept this from me, however, if you are happy then I'm happy. Just keep the PDA to a minimum please,” he said with a small smile on his face. “I'm going to text the group that you don’t have an STI,” he said looking at Jake. 

“What,” the group said collectively. Bradley explained that when Jake stopped sleeping with a new girl every night, the team got concerned and Bob suggested that he may have gotten an incurable STI. They all burst into laughter. 

“Well, why don’t you two get dressed? We can go get food, I'm still hungry and I know Bradley is probably dying” said Maverick, you and Jake agreed and went to get ready. 

“See that didn’t go that bad,” you said, handing Jake some clothes. 

“Wait till they find out that I’m moving In,” he said, kissing your neck.

#jake seresin x reader #jake hangman seresin smut #jake seresin x you #jake hangman x reader #hangman seresin x reader #hangman top gun #hangman x reader #hangman imagine #jake hangman x you #jake seresin imagine #top gun #top gun maverick #dagger squad #pete maverick mitchell #rooster bradshaw fic #bradley rooster bradshaw #jake hangman seresin

[elli3luvs]

spoiled! reader x dealer! ellie

part two

a/n: ok i know i said there was gonna be smut but i really couldn't figure out how to segue into it LMFAO so i will make a part three sometime!! sorry i've been so bad recently at keeping promises :(((

wc: 1.3k

part one

"seriously, dee," you brush through your hair once more before setting the brush down, "i don't know why she's such a bitch. she's been so curt with me recently in our poetry class."

"like how?" she mumbles from behind you.

you furrow your eyebrows as you recall her behavior toward you, "like not talking to me at all — which is weird even for ellie — and not even waiting for me after class! she's also stopped showing up here! i don't understand." it was hurting your feelings.

but being emotionally constipated made you, in turn, ignore her even harder.

dina rolls her eyes at your words, trying to keep a semblance of coolness to her. she had been in the middle of a horrible cold war ever since a week prior.

ellie was mad at you because you 'suddenly turned into a bitch again' and you had started being a little curter when you realized she had to know of your crush on her. when she teased you about trying to look good for her, that's when you knew she knew.

it was so humiliating for her to know that about you. your crush on her was something you wanted to keep semi-secret until you were ready to reveal it but ellie's quick senses caught onto you.

"ellie isn't being a bitch maybe she's upset because you suddenly went back to your old ways after being kind to her for a while." dina crosses her arms at you.

you shake your head, "no way. she's definitely more sens-"

dina groans loudly, cutting you off, "whatever! talk to her about it," she slides off the bed, looking at the time on her phone, "she should be here in like 5 or so minutes. talk it over, i cannot deal anymore." dina walks out of your shared dorm leaving you in a suffocating silence.

what did she mean she "cannot deal anymore?" were you seriously complaining that much?

it wasn't like you didn't want to talk to ellie. you would want nothing more. even though it was hard to admit, you really missed her stupid jokes or the way she would look when her eyes were all hazy from the weed. you missed the way her and dina would laugh on dina's bed after a smoke session. it was becoming a welcome routine to talk to her after a long day. but, it was so hard to look at her and know she knew you liked her.

maybe it was the overthinker in you but it was too much to handle. something about it was so humiliating.

your thoughts are interrupted by a knocking on the door followed by ellie's muffled, "let me in! it's cold."

your heart thumps against your chest as you stand up and make your way to the door.

you try not to let your heart break when you see the way ellie's face falls when she realizes it's you.

"where's dina?" her voice is flat, monotonous, which was weird to hear. even when the two of you hated each other it never sounded like this.

ellie tried peering over your shoulder to see if her friend was hiding somewhere. when she realizes dina really isn't there she lets out a sigh.

this was almost unbearable.

you kick at the floor, pulling your sleeves over your hands, "she just left a couple minutes ago."

ellie clicks her tongue, looking around before she speaks up, "tell her i stopped by," she turns around, "see ya."

your voice halts her in her tracks, "wait!" ellie turns to look at you with furrowed eyebrows, "can we please talk, maybe?"

ellie scoffs, "about what?"

you nibble on your bottom lip, "about what's happening," your voice falters as you look into her eyes. curse her beautiful eyes, "about us?"

ellie looks as if she is contemplating it for a while, shoving her hands in the pockets of the carhartt jacket she's wearing. the cold air is drafting over your body but you can't help but feel warm under her gaze. her hair whips in the wind, the hair tie she has is not doing much to keep it up. ellie finally nods, looking a bit exasperated at the decision, but she still moves forwards to come inside.

ellie doesn't even hesitate to sit on dina's bed, waiting for you to finally speak up. she's fiddling with her hands and the expression on her face almost makes you want to punch yourself for being so stupid. she looked like a kicked dog.

"i'm sorry," you start off, voice cutting through the cold silence. ellie looks up at you with an expecting gaze, "i freaked out that one day in poetry class when you, when you, god — this is really hard for me. when you asked if i was getting pretty for you or if i had a date."

ellie grips the edge of the bed, "wait? you freaked out because of that? why?"

you shrug, "because you found me out. i wasn't expecting you to catch on so quickly."

ellie cocks her head to the side, "catch on to what?" she gets off of dina's bed so she can stand in front of you, "i'm.... i'm so confused right now." she confesses to you honestly.

well shit. this wasn't how you expected it to turn out. there was no backing out of this. you have to swallow your pride and fear of rejection at this moment.

"you didn't catch on that i like you?" ellie gapes at you when the sentence comes out of your mouth, "that's why i got cold. i freaked out because i thought maybe you were weirded out that i had come to like you even though i was such a bitch befo-"

ellie's hand resting on the side of your face stops your word vomiting from completing. there's a look of happiness so prevalent on ellie's features, one you have never seen before. it puts you at ease.

"you like me?" ellie's voice is barely more than a whisper.

you push against her hand, "i thought i was obvious, ellie."

she bites her lip, a blush raging across her beautifully freckled face, "man, i was just messing with you that day," her eyes blink rapidly as if she's trying to process what you had just told her, "i like you too. since the day i laid my eyes on you."

"well," you start, feeling lighter in the chest now that you have confessed, "i definitely didn't like you at first sight. i actually wanted to kill you for sitting on my bed."

ellie laughs, leaning her head against your shoulder, "oh, i remember. i ranted to dina that whole day. i thought you were so cute but such a bitch."

"i tried so hard to get your smell off my bed." ellie lifts her head from your shoulder, an offended expression cast on her face. she pushes your shoulder.

"i don't even stink!"

you push her back, the playfulness making you grin like a madman, "yeah, right! my bed smelled like weed until i washed it!"

ellie clicks her tongue as she takes your figure into her arms. you relax against her chest thankful that dina left the room so you could finally talk this over with her.

"so does this mean i can sit on your bed now?" you laugh at her little quip.

"i mean," you act apprehensive, "i guess."

she gives you a kiss on the forehead, "sounds amazing."

#ellie williams imagine #ellie williams scenario #ellie williams fluff #ellie williams x you #ellie williams x reader

[youredreamingofroo]

Make the Most of It

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Roo boarded a busy bus after an outing with Rylan, and Roo knew the trip was going to be a long one and fell asleep. After sometime, an aching worry creeped into his stomach and began waking him up, and all it took was a gust of summer wind, and an acrid smell of oil to fully wake him up, which was just in time to read his unexpected welcome into Strangetown. Like most people, he inched towards the front to ask the bus driver where in god's name he was, but... there was no bus driver! Who was driving the bus? Where did everyone AND the bus driver go? How did they get here? How long had Roo been asleep? So many questions and all left unanswered as he departed the bus. Curiously, he approached the front door of a home nearby, where he saw a sign that said "This home is now property of Roo Norman," and although he was incredibly stressed and worried, the harsh wind gave him a feeling... He knew he was gonna be here for a long time... So with a free home, sparse money to his name and practically a new life, Roo figured it was best to make the most of this unexpected "vacation"...

Make the Most of It (MtMoi) is a Sims 2 Rotational Save/Series set in Strangetown, of course with a twist as Roo enters the Sims 2 ring and rotation pool. - -

[ more information + transcript will be under the cut ]

Types of Posts I'm gonna try and do a couple different type of posts; -Main posts will have more effort/editing put into them and are more than likely to be of Roo. -Side posts are going to have less effort, and will be where I post little tidbits and/or wrap-ups of a rotation I'm still debating how I wanna do this as I do wanna make Main posts centered around other sims but idk... 🤔 Post Schedule I'm really bad at scheduling posts im gonna be honest 😪 Taking how back-n-forth my burnout/motivation bursts can be into consideration, I'm gonna shoot for once or twice a week with the main posts/roo updates, and once a week with the side posts/rotation updates Side post posting frequency may differ depending on how often I play

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Transcript

Panel 1: So I'm a little lost / For Context: I was taking a bus back home as I usually do on outings- and all was well, until I woke up to a rather dreadful gust of wind, an odd smell and a sign that said... / "Welcome to Strangetown!" / Now I was gonna ask the bus driver what was going on, but as I walked to the front to get off at my... "stop".. There was no bus driver! Thus leaving me... very confused.

Panel 2: I may seem rather calm for such a situation / But what else are you supposed to do when you are completely and utterly lost and don't have some form of way to get home?

Panel 3: But on the bright side / I got a free house!.. Okay maybe not so bright considering everything else

Panel 4: So what now? What do you do when you're lost in the worst climate. are given a new home and a clean slate for life?

Panel 5: [Silent]

Panel 6: You have to / Make the Most of It

#Live footage of Roo melting from the hot weather and poorly chosen outfit coming out soon LMFAOO #that gif of him cloud-gazing is just so nice. i love how he lays down at the end it was so perfectly timed😭 #I already have a bunch of screenshots ready for the next post or two (MAYBE three depends on scripting and stuff) #for some reason I started with only one day of summer tho so Roo's rotation is ALREADY over 😭😭 #Roo #Roo* #MtMoi: Roo #Make-the-Most-of-It: Roo* #Making the Most of Main-posts #ts2 #ts2 simblr #sims 2 #sims 2 simblr #the sims 2 #simblr #ts2 screenshots

[gh9stlyy]

Burning desire

☆ warnings ☆

Fingering ~ public (?) ~ praise ~

summary

Your father is a famous, rich, director. He just finished a movie, so he planned a dinner for the whole cast. Y/n must sit next to James.

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"Y/n, honey, we have guests coming tonight.. and you look.. rough."

"Wow, thanks, mom." I smile.

"You know what I mean."

I run my hands through my hair, then pull myself out of bed.

"Thanks, sweetie." My mom walks away from my doorway.

It's about 3:30 pm, and I've been in bed all day.

I walk to my bathroom, and slide my clothes off.

I turn the shower on, and wait a moment for it to get warm, then hop in.

I shower quickly, which isn't normal for me. Once I get out the mirror actually isn't foggy.

My mom walks in.

"Mom!" I cover myself with my towel.

"Sorry honey. Just letting you know our guests are coming at six."

"Um, may I ask whos coming?"

"Well, some of the cast of your father's new movie."

She thinks for a moment, "I think James McAvoy-"

"James? He's coming?" I cut her off.

"Yes, he's coming."

I smile.

My mom laughs. "Don't even think about it,"

She walks out.

♡ ♡ ♡

It's 5:30 by the time I finish helping mom set up, and getting myself ready.

I made sure my outfit was hot, without making my dad mad.

Short, red, tight dress. Sleeveless, but I put on a jacket, to avoid pissing my dad off. I knew my dad would yell at me for wearing my red heels - that would look perfect with this dress - since they are quite tall, so I put on a low pair of mary janes.

I lean against the counter, playing with my nails, picking at the red polish.

"Quit picking, y/n." My mom demanded.

I laugh, putting my hands down.

"Are you nervous? You only do that when nervous."

"No, I'm just bored."

"Mhm." Her tone was as though she thought I was lying, which I was, but still, it's annoying.

"Ugh, mom, I'm not lying."

"You have a little thing for McAvoy, huh?"

"What? No.."

I had been on set with dad a few times, and I met James, and watched him act. He's extremely charming, it's hard not to have a thing for him.

She laughs. "C'mon, you can't lie to me, I know you do."

"It's okay, y/n."

"He's cute," I said, just to get her to leave me alone.

"Well, just to let you know... you'll be sitting next to him for dinner." She stated, walking out of the room, with a big grin.

"What?"

She ignores me.

"Shit," I whispered to myself.

♡ ♡ ♡

I watch the time, every minute feels like 10, and every time the vintage clock clicks I become more nervous.

Why am I sitting next to him? What did she mean? Was she messing with me? Who decided that?

The clock hits 6:02, and the doorbell rings.

"Y/n," my mom called, quickly walking to the door.

Don't know why, but it's a thing for me and my mom to greet the guests whenever my dad has one of these dinners. He has one every time the filming for one of his movies or shows is done.

I walk along with my mom, and she opens the door.

James stands next to another actor, laughing with him for a moment.

I put a smile on my face, and my mom welcomes them.

James makes eye contact with me when walking in, his smile becoming wider.

He's wearing a suit, pants, jacket, the jacket is over his shoulder, and waistcoat, all black, with a white shirt and red tie underneath. It's a silky material - other than the white undershirt - and it fits him perfectly.

"Oh, y/n, take James jacket."

He looks at me, smiling, and he hands me his jacket.

My mom talks to them for a moment, as I hang up James' jacket.

"Thank you, ma'am."

I walk alongside him.

"You look beautiful." He keeps his eyes forward, while I can't take my eyes off him.

"Thank you, you look very handsome."

He softly chuckles.

My mom guides them to the dining room.

My father says something once we get in there, but I tone it out, like everything he says.

"Please, sit down."

My father had placed names on where each person should go, and, of course, I'm next to James.

My mom is across from me, and my dad is across from James.

We all sit down.

My dad talks about the movie for a bit, while everyone places food on their plates.

I ignore everything he says, and just focus on the food.

After I finish placing what I want on my plate, my father, who must be done talking about himself, looks at me.

"Oh, y/n, take your jacket off, it's not appropriate." It's a black leather jacket, and now I can see how that would upset him.

"You're right, sorry."

I slide my jacket off, having it rest behind my back.

My fathers eyes drift to my bare shoulders, filled with rage.

He chuckles, then moves on, talking about himself and his accomplishments again. My mom joins, and starts telling stories about how fucking great her husband is.

James seems to be as uninterested as me.

He notices me looking at him, and we make eye contact.

I quickly look away, and continue eating

I see him smile out of the corner of my eye, he covers his smile up by taking a sip from a glass full of wine in front of him.

He leans towards me.

"Bored?" He whispered.

"Yeah," I whispered back.

He chuckles quietly, then leans away, downing the rest of his drink in one sip.

"Oh, Mr. McAvoy, would you like more?" My mom asked, her hand already gripping the wine bottle.

"Yes, please." He puts his glass toward her. She fills it.

"Thank you, Mrs y/l/n."

"Of course."

"McAvoy,"

James looks at my father, "yes, sir?"

"That is a stunning suit, looks amazing on you."

My dads words make me cringe. He's kissing McAvoy's ass, for more attention, someone else to talk about how amazing he is. Or maybe he's trying to make himself feel good, I'm not sure which.

"Wow, thank you, sir."

"How expensive?"

I can't quite tell what he's trying to do at this point.

"Uh, I think... two hundred or something like that."

"What was that? Sorry, your accent is so thick, isn't it?" My father looks at the rest of the cast while he asked, 'Isn't it?'

I cringe once again.

James chuckles, his hand gripping the wine glass. His veins become much more noticeable.

"Two hundred, sir."

"Ahh, lot to spend on a suit, isn't it?"

He's definitely not dick riding, he does this when jealous. Must be because of how me and mom look at James.

He's mad at James.

James takes a sip of his wine, a large one.

"I don't think so."

"I think I'd know better than you, McAvoy." My dad laughed.

My mom holds onto my father's shoulder, "oh quit it." She said, laughing.

"Sorry Mr. McAvoy, he's just teasing."

James smiles, taking another sip of his drink.

My father is probably gripping onto my mother's leg, a thought that makes me wanna kill myself. He thinks every man wants me and my mom.

While my father starts talking to one of the other guests, I lean toward James, and he leans toward me a little.

"Sorry, he's a dick sometimes," I whispered.

He smiles.

"It's alright, love." He whispered back, leaning away.

I lean back into my seat, gripping my thigh.

James moves his chair towards me a little more. I look at him, and we make eye contact. His beautiful blue eyes make me weak.

He breaks eye contact, his eyes drifting down to my breasts for a moment. He looks forward, and quietly laughs.

He takes another sip, this time finishing his drink. His hand once again is gripping the glass.

He leans towards me.

"Forgive me, y/n, I can't take my eyes off you." He softly breathes against my skin, his eyes fixated on me, his eyebrows furrowed.

I smile, "don't worry about it, McAvoy."

He sighs with relief, smiling, then leans away.

His eyes remain on me.

"McAvoy,"

His eyes leave me and stop on my father.

"Yes?"

"What are you doing?"

James' tongue runs along his bottom lip.

"Nothing, sir."

"Well-"

My mom slightly pushes against my father.

"Nevermind."

My fathers facial expression brings me joy. He's pissed, and he can't do anything about it.

My mother fills James' cup without him asking.

He smiles at her, then thanks her.

James keeps his eyes on my father, since he's talking, but I don't think he's listening.

James' hand moves to my thigh, and my heart skips a beat.

He grips my skin. To avoid making noise, I take a long sip of the water glass in front of me, since I'm not allowed to have alcohol.

James holds back his smile, still looking at my father.

My father starts a conversation with the man next to him, so James leans toward me.

"May I?"

I nod. He quickly leans away, and his hand slides up my dress.

I hadn't put shorts on, so all that's underneath is my panties.

James' finger runs along my underwear, then moves toward my clit.

I take a deep breath, and tremble while I exhale. James doesn't look at me.

His finger starts to very gently rub my clit.

I grip his hand, and he leans toward me, since my father is still distracted.

"Can you be quiet for me, darling?"

I nod, swallowing my spit.

"Good." He leans away, then pushes down, hard, while starting to rub me faster.

I dig my nails into his skin.

My heart is racing. What if someone notices, or what if I make a noise or face or something?

My dad turns to me, and my heart drops.

"Y/n, why don't you tell our guests your big news?"

Now he's using me for the praise, show them how 'great' of a daughter I am.

"Well... I-I got into Harvard."

My father smiles.

I pray that he doesn't ask me any more questions. I'm afraid to open my mouth.

"Isn't that amazing?"

James smiles at me, and I tone out everything everyone says to me. Well, not me, they all seem to tell my father how great that is, and ask how great he must feel about it.

"McAvoy."

James looks away from me, and to my father.

"Yes?"

"Isn't that amazing?"

"Of course."

James pulls his finger off my clit. Then he grabs my panties.

He slowly pulls them down my thighs, which takes a bit since he's only using one hand.

He pushes them down to my ankles.

"So, Mr. McAvoy, since you're the lead, are you excited about the movie?" My mom asked. James slowly slides his finger down my slit.

"Yes, very."

"Hope my husband wasn't too rough on ya," my mom joked.

James smiles, "no, he's great."

He slowly puts his finger in me, not very far before he takes it back out and teases me by rubbing around my hole.

"He's very good at his job, ma'am." James added.

"Oh, thanks, buddy."

James swallows. It seems like my father really gets on his nerves.

He finally slides his finger inside me, and I grip my thigh.

"Y'know, I think McAvoy might win me some more awards for his performance."

My mom smiles at James.

"I'm sure he will." One of the other guests said.

James smiles widely.

"I don't know, maybe." He said, picking his pace up.

"Y/n, you watched him act, he's brilliant isn't he?"

"Yes,"

My response puts a smile on my father's face. It was quiet, like I didn't wanna be there. I think it made him think I'm uninterested in James.

"Well, I should say everyone was amazing."

James slides another finger in me, and I exhale.

James leans towards me.

"Be silent for me, okay?" He doesn't lean away after he finishes talking, and he places a finger against my clit.

I take a deep breath.

"Good girl," he whispered, then he leans away.

He rubs me perfectly.

James' eyes are on me, and my father notices once he's done talking.

His mood changes again. He seemed relaxed, now he seems pissed again.

James' eyes drift away from me, and he takes a sip of his drink, which gets refilled every time he finishes.

Everyone has almost finished eating at this point, "well, I'll take everyone's plates." My mom said with a smile.

She whispered something to dad, then got up and started taking everyone's plates.

"McAvoy, you've barely eaten," my father stated.

"Just.. not very hungry, sir," James answered.

"Huh,"

"Well, you sure like that wine."

James' jaw clenches, and he rubs me harder.

"Yeah, sure." He responded.

My father laughs.

The man next to my father says something to him, and it starts another conversation.

I feel myself getting close, and I softly grip James hand.

He leans towards me, keeping his eyes on my father.

"Something wrong?" He asked, whispering.

"I'm... I'm close."

He smiles.

"Do you need me to stop? Or do you wanna finish?"

"Don't stop, please."

James softly chuckles.

My father looks at James, and he quickly leans away from me.

"What are you two talking about? Hm?" My dad asked.

"Nothing, sir."

"Well, I'm quite sure it's something."

My mom walks back into the room and sits down.

"What's something, honey?"

My heart pounds out of my chest.

"Y/n and James were talking to each other, just wanted to know about what."

"Oh,"

"It was nothing, promise." James reassured.

My mom gives my dad a look, telling him to let it go.

"Alright then."

I'm about to climax, and James picks up his pace, which sends me over the edge.

I release onto James' fingers, clenching his hand.

I pull his hand away once I finish. He holds back a smile.

He slowly pulls his hand onto the counter, wiping it off on his napkin, then places it back on my thigh, rubbing it.

♡ ♡ ♡

We're finally wrapping it up, after about another 20 long minutes. My dad glared at me and James most of the time.

"Well, we loved having all of you." My mom said, standing up.

Everyone else stands up, and James stands up last, his hands crossed in front of him.

"Y/n, would you mind grabbing my coat?" James asked.

He smiles at me, and I smile back.

I quickly walk towards the closet, grabbing his jacket and quickly walking back. I hand it to him.

"Thank you, darling."

"Mhm."

He ties it around his waist.

My eyes widen once it hits me, why he wanted his jacket right away.

I look at him, and he holds back a laugh, a wide smile on his face. I smile back.

Once my dad finishes thanking everyone, my mom and I guide everyone out.

My mom opens the door for everyone.

James stops, "Excuse me, miss y/l/n, may y/n show me to your bathroom?"

"Oh, of course."

My heart pounds, and I walk James toward the bathroom.

He makes sure nobody can see, then guides me into the bathroom, his hands on my hips.

He places his lips on mine, softly kissing me. I place my hands on his back.

He leans away for a moment.

"I need you, y/n,"

He grabs one of my hands, placing it onto his bulge.

I gasp. "James, we can't," I whispered.

"I know,"

I softly rub him, and he groans, closing his eyes.

"Fuck," he pulls me off him.

"Another time, y/n, I promise."

He opens the door, and we walk out together.

I walk ahead of him, then open the front door. My mom must have gone and found my dad.

He looks towards the dining room, then pulls me into a quick kiss.

He closes the door behind him.

"Y/n?" My mom called.

"Coming!" I speed walk towards the dining room, straightening out my dress.

"Yes?" I asked.

My dad glares at me.

"We need to talk." He said.

Fuck.

#james mcavoy #james mcavoy smut #atonement #james mcavoy imagine #charles xavier #smut #james mcavoy x reader

[hoe4sports]

In the enemy’s locker

Katie Mccabe ft Leah williamson x reader

A/N: Consensual mild waterboarding. Can be read as a sequel to “Baller”.

You were tiptoeing after Jonas, the coach of your new club. He invited you to come an hour early to practice so you could see the facility and get everything from keycard to athletic wear sorted. “This is where the physical therapist is, if you have issues or concerns, especially regarding your acl; see him immediately.” He knocked on the door, and a few seconds later the door swung open. “Welcome to Arsenal!” The therapist yelled as he dragged you into a hug. “I’ll take it from here Jonas, I’ll bring her in before orientation.” He cheered as he dragged you along into the room. You werent too sure about what you were doing, but you would bet on a lecture about your acl and how to keep it activated. He signaled for you to hop up on the bench, and being a professional athlete that was common curtesy.

“Right or left acl?”

He did tests on both your feet to check out the resistance. “It’s my- OW” you yelled as he flexed the right achillies . A sense of embarrassment quickly spread across Your body, and you looked at him with an apologetic look. You hadn’t really taken well care of the achillies since you tore it. It was always a bit sore, so you figured that the soreness was the new normal. “I got just the solution for you!” he sang as he disappeared around the corner. For a hot second, he reminded you of the Harry Potter scene where he gets his wand from the old guy. You fully expected him to come back with some sort of rehab device or a program for you to do before bedtime. However, he arrived with a box. He opened the box towards him and pieces of silk paper instantly got thrown to the floor. “I hope these are alright, we don’t have many color options! I can order in a specific color if you want. There is also options of adding your name or number on it. I already have all your sizes and measurements, so that wouldn’t be no issue.” he sang as he pulled up a pair of cleats.

“This is the new aeroluna 5, made for post tear women!” You werent really on board as you had tried endless things from before and landed on the Nike mercurials . He practically smacked the shoes on your feet, and lo and behold. They fit like a glove. They were comfortable and so supportive. You swore, you could’ve almost cried. The shoes however, were hot pink which you honestly didn’t mind. You looked up at your new born saviour with tears in your eyes. “Hot pink it is” you said as you adored my new cleats. You thanked the weird; but kind man and walked to the team warderobe.

“Ah, ladies, this is our new striker! Y/N! Now, please be kind to her and teach her the Arsenal way of caring for each others.” Jonas said as he patted me on the back. “Ex-girlfriend, finally! We meet at last.” Leah yelled out causing everyone to laugh including you and Jonas. She even did a clap and a little dance. “Your cubby will be next to Leah’s so go ahead and take a seat” the swede said as Leah patted next to her spot on the bench. You felt rather flabbergasted by seeing your face mid strike glued to the wall. It was blown up, and you were stuck with feeling some secondhand embarrassment. You popped down by Leah, and carefully listened as Jonas went on about his hopes for this new season. Leah lifted your right leg over her thigh just like the old days. When your acl would kill you every practice, it was the only sense of relief you got. You looked around the room, all the girls seemed so nice. You recognised quite a few of them, as you played them last season and they were good with their defence. A very well organised defence. Jonas was chatting away about his weekend, and you bent down to retie your shoes. Your need for the shoes to be tied equally tight was one of your peeves from your childhood. “And then, we need to work on our abil-“ he started as he was cut off by the door swinging open.

“I’m so so sorry for being late, my cat broke down and my car ran awa-“ the woman chaotically stated before cutting herself off. Her voice was awfully familiar, but you couldn’t seem to place it. You smiled as you curiously leaned forward before your face froze. You stared, she stared, Leah stared and everyone stared. Everyone went silent, including Jonas. “Oh this is season is about to be real good” Leah mumbled nudging you.Jonas was just as invested in this drama as everyone else remember your last meeting on the field.

“Katie McCabe” You said. “You” she said back. She walked towards you and for a second you were concerned that she was gonna knock you out. “Scared, McCabe?” you asked as she was nearing you. “No asshole, you are sitting next to my cubby.” she said with an annoyed tone in her voice. “Better sleep with one eye open because next time, it’s not my ankles that are getting cut off” You whispered as she sat down beside you, but as far as she could without causing attention.

As Jonas finished up talking, the girls started changing into their workout gear for the field. Everyone was wearing the same t-skirt except for Katie. She had pulled her sleeves up so she could show off her bronzed toned arms. “Trying compensate for your terrible tackles?” You said as you nudged her. You mean, it was hot. She was hot when she wasn’t trying to chop your ankles off, but you werent letting her in on that information. Katie turned around and looked at Leah. “How’d ya know her?” she asked with her Irish accent. “Ex-girlfriend and long term one night stand” she spat out as you felt slightly embarrassed. Leah was very fit, so it honestly didn’t bother you too much as she clearly was not ashamed of admitting that you for the last year had slept together at least once a week.

You went out on the field and did drills. Jonas was really testing the group, making sure that the girls hadn’t skipped their programs during the off season. After 2,5 hours, you were all fried and while you were drinking; Leah squirted her waterbottle at you making your white top and white sports bra see-through.”Leah!!” You yelled as you got up while removing the cap on your bottle as you attacked her and forced her to the ground while you sat on her. You held the bottle above her head and slowly poured everything out on her head. Katie looked at you annoyed, “For fucks sake, stop flirting” You looked at her with confidence while my nipples were showing through my top. “Jealous of you not getting these?” You teased as she just stared. “Or perhaps you are intimidated by my ability to uno reverse your tackles?” followed by a wink. “Fuck you, Y/N” she yelled as she walked away. It was safe to say, that she was not gonna get to pick on you for the next 5 years.

#katie mccabe imagine #katie mccabe #woso imagine #arsenal #leah williamson #woso x reader

[epiemy]

Jason Todd x Fem!Reader from our reality!

Warnings: just cursing (you're a crazy bitch)

Part 1 of 5.

Welcome to my new serie of JT =)

Sorry for grammar mistakes. Enjoy!

Sounds like a complicated story but it all started when you hit your pinky on the edge of the table, yes, completely ridiculous and painful.

"Fucking motherfucker" you curse as you limp towards your bed, sitting up and holding your foot to try to ease the pain. "I swear this is all fucking Jason Todd's fault, I had to stay up late reading the goddamn comic book..." you mutter.

What happens is that you woke up at 3 am not knowing where you were and, in fact, that's why you ended up tripping over your desk.

"If I could, I would punch him just for hurting my foot" you sigh, but widen your eyes as you look at the table, seeing a red light appear in the middle of your room. Oh shit, my parents are going to kill me - her thoughts.

Now what would a smart person do? It would walk away from the spot glowing blood red, right? Right. Then explain to me why you went TO TOUCH the suspicious light!

As soon as your body has made contact with red, you feel a sudden dizziness and try to hold on to your desk, but it's not there anymore (?). Her face fills with panic as everything goes white in her vision and suddenly, she's thrown full force to the ground.

"Oh fuck!" you scream in frustration when you realize you're in the middle of a street and to top it all off, you feel the water falling on your body to show that it's raining. You could cry right there, what a hell of a day!

"Do you kiss your mother with that mouth, Princess?" A male silhouette and well, hell, tall as fuck comes into her line of vision.

"If you're going to rob me, do it soon, seriously, where is downtown LA?" His short answer made the guard laugh and finally show himself, with the recognition you gasp his name "Jason?".

"How the hell?" He snarls in your direction, pointing a gun, but you're too busy looking at your favorite character alive in front of you to worry about him pointing a gun at your forehead.

"You're alive! Oh my gods... he's alive... does that mean Dick is too?" You have a little fangirl access and he gets more and more confused, deciding it's best to take you to the Batcave. Fuck Batman to deal with this - he thinks.

"You're coming with me, princess." He mutters as he gass you out in his shoulders, loading your body onto the motorcycle, heading towards the mansion.

--- In the Mansion - Time cut to 5am ---

"Did you seriously have to erase it?" Tim scolds Jason about his methods again. The youngest doesn't think it might be a good approach considering that the stranger (you) knew their real names.

"I wouldn't spend another fucking second listening to her talk about 'Dick Grayson's amazing ass'" he quotes wryly while his older brother just smirks, happy with the recognition of his years as an acrobat.

"She's awake, you know," Dick mutters in amusement, while the other two look like deer caught in headlights.

"Thanks Richard. Now why am I tied up like I'm the Joker? Come on! I can't even walk a mile without falling over by myself!" You recognize the place where you are and almost pass out, shouting afterwards - "IS THAT THE BATCAVE?"

"Oh boy, we are going to have a big job with this one." Words from an tired Jason.

#jason todd x fem!reader #jason todd x y/n #jason todd x you #jason todd x reader #jaybird #jason todd fluff #dc #dick grayson #damian wayne #tim drake #batfam x reader #jason todd

[themultifandomgal]

Tommy Shelby- Old Love Pt4

Pt1 Pt5

I wake up the following day to Charlie jumping on the bed

"Mummy wake up wake up. Nanna has made breakfast!"

"Hmmm 5 more minutes"

"No mummy come on you need to get up" Charlie pulls the bed sheet off me

"Ok I'm up" I slowing get out of bed rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. Charlie takes my hand and pulls me downstairs to the kitchen. He sits down next to my dad and I sit next to him. Mum places a plate of food in front of me

"Thank you" I give her a smile

"So have you decided if we're going to Polly's?" dad asks me

"Not sure. Is it a good idea? Tommy and I have only just reconciled"

"I think it will be good for Charlie" I look down at my son who's stuffing his mouth with his food

"Slow down Charlie" I scold Charlie

"Sorry mummy"

"I just don't want Charlie to be in the middle of whatever is going on"

"Sorry to say this love, he already is"

I decide that we should go and have diner that day at Polly's. So knocking on the door with Charlie in my arms was super nerve racking. Polly opens the door and smiles

"Aunt Polly" Charlie opens his arms out for Polly to take him

"Hi Charlie are you hungry?"

"Yeah let's go" I chuckle at Charlie and follow Polly into the house. The first to greet me is Arthur by pulling me into a massive hug. Next is John then Finn and Micheal. The final person to greet me was Tommy

"Thank you for coming"

"I'm doing this mainly for Charlie"

"I understand"

"Mummy hurry up I'm hungry. Uncle Arthur is already putting food on his plate. He's going to eat it all!" Charlie runs back into the dinning room

"We err best go and sit down" I give Tommy a small smile and follow where my parents and Charlie have gone. I sit down next to Charlie while Tommy sits opposite us. Johns kids and his wife are dotted around the table

"Mummy can you help cut up my chicken?"

"Of course I can" I take his knife and fork in my hands and cut up his food

"So YN are you moving back to Small Heath?" Arthur asks

"I don't know yet. We will see. I see the betting shop is doing well"

"Yeah it is" there's an awkward silence between us all.

The rest of our meal was quite awkward with a lot of small talk. I watch as Charlie and Johns kids all run around the garden when Tommy walks up to me

"Hey"

"Hi"

"Dinner was a little awkward wasn't it?"

"Just a bit" I chuckle

"He's grown since I last saw him"

"Been eating his greens, unlike his father"

"Don't like vegetable"

"I know. You never did" I finally look up at Tommy who's still watching Charlie play "Tom?"

"Hmm?" Tommy now looks at me

"Yesterday Charlie asked me if you still loved us. Hearing him say that broke my heart"

"I've fucked this up haven't I?"

"We both have" I shrug

"How do I repair our relationship?"

"Be his dad. Go play with him" I nod towards Charlie

"How?"

"He will tell you, be glad he's not a girl else you'd be playing as a princess" I say making us both laugh "you know he loves horses, bond over that. Take him to Charlie's yard to meet the horses"

"Can I have him for the day tomorrow?"

"Don't you need to be at the betting shop?" I ask frowning

"Polly's in charge tomorrow"

"Then you are more than welcome to have him"

"Would you like to join us?"

"Oh I don't know"

"You don't still have a fear of horses do you?"

"Maybe" I chuckle

"Then you definitely need to come with us tomorrow"

"I don't have any boots with me" I try to get out of going to the farm

"I'm sure Ada will let you borrow hers"

"But..."

"No buts. Your coming with us tomorrow"

"Fine, but I'm not ridding" I cross my arms

"We will see"

We continue to watch Charlie and the kids playing until it was time to leave Polly's and go home

"Mummy will we live with daddy again?"

"I'm not sure baby" I say tucking Charlie into bed

"I'd like to live with daddy again"

"Maybe one day we will, but even if we don't, daddy will always love you and so will I"

"I love you too mummy" I bend down and kiss Charlie on the forehead

"Goodnight baby. Sweet dreams"

#peaky blinders #peaky blinders imagine #peaky blinders reader #tommy shelby #john shelby #arthur shelby #tommy shelby x y/n #tommy shelby x wife #tommy shelby x you

[feyhunter78]

The Innocent's Folly pt. 5

Description: Daemon brings Aemond a gift, and you find familiar comfort in Jacaerys

Previous chapter, Next chapter

It’s been three agonizing days and three sleepless nights since you were stolen from him by Rhaenyra’s eldest annoyance. He’s awoken from his sleep, the morning sun breaking, to yet another day where he is alone. Your warmth is no longer there, your body no longer pressed against his, even your scent seems to be rapidly disappearing from the sheets at a rate Aemond knows is not possible.

That strange call that could only belong to his uncle’s dragon pierces the air, and he’s soon rushed into the great hall, his father beaming at Daemon’s return.

Daemon turned on his heel when Aemond entered, a machiavellian smile on his face. “Ah, my dear nephew, just the boy I wished to see.”

His mother is trying her best to hide her uneasiness, and his grandsire is barely restraining his anger.

“Uncle, it is an honor.” He said, noting the dark canvas sack Daemon held in one hand.

“I have recently been by to visit my niece at Dragonstone and found your wife once more in her company.” He tilted his chin up, a gleeful light in his eyes. “It reminded me that I had forgotten to give you a wedding gift.”

“That is not necessary, Uncle, your presence was a gift itself.” Aemond said calmly, he admired the ruthless man before him, but he did not trust him.

Daemon shook his head. “No, in my short visit I had grown fond of your little wife. Such a chatty thing, is she not?” There was a cutting undertone to his words that no one but Aemond’s father missed. “So, I thought I would welcome her to the family and gift you both this.”

He dumped the contents of the sack at Aemond’s feet.

Out rolled a head of dark hair, piercing green eyes, now dead and dull, stared up at him.

Aemond swallowed hard, and he heard his mother gasp, the sound of Sir Criston’s armor clanking as he rushed to her aid. “My wife asked for Alys’ death?”

Daemon chuckled. “Gods, no, the sight was quite frightening to her, drove her right into the arms of her sweet Jacaerys, as she’s taken to calling him.” He dropped the sack on the ground as well. “Though she did not ask for it, I knew it needed to be done. Witches are a plague.”

Aemond sat in his chambers, staring blankly into the fire. He felt nothing when he looked upon Alys’ severed head, truthfully, he had felt nothing but lust when he looked at her whole. It was the reason he procured whores instead of flying to the Riverlands to meet her.

It was a hassle to fly out there, he told himself. Not wanting to believe that he wished to stay in y/n’s embrace instead, that he wished to hear the details of her day instead of scheme with Alys.

That usurper Jacaerys claimed he was duty bound to take y/n away, that it was the honorable thing to do. He knew the Strong boy had always had his eye on y/n, but he never thought she would go willingly. She couldn’t have, he decided.

His heart was an open wound, painful, and bleeding. He would not be able to stanch the flow if he allowed himself to accept that y/n had gone willingly. That she had left him and taken his son with her.

 He was unsure of why the thought stung so deeply, and refused to believe that it had anything to do with the fact that no matter how hard he tried, it was her face he saw when he finished. Her voice he wished to hear, her skin he wished was beneath his fingers.

His mother’s entrance into his chambers knocked him from his reminiscing.

“Aemond I—” She cut herself off, shaking her head. “The blood has been cleaned, the head removed, we must deal with this situation before it spirals further out of our control.”

“What would you have me do?” Aemond asked, trying to smother his pain with the cold comfort of duty.

“Nothing right at this moment. I will need to confer with your grandsire, and perhaps your father.” She pursed her lips, then spoke again. “I hoped that perhaps you were happy, that you wanted y/n and the child, your child, she is carrying, but I see I was wrong to hope.”

He wished to rip out the bleeding, beating thing in his chest, to stop the ache from further spreading. She wasn’t wrong, he was just a fool.

“I have done what was asked of me.” He said, diving further into duty, into that place of black and white, where his emotions held no sway over his mind.

His mother moved closer to him, her hand cupping his cheek. “I am sorry, Aemond. You never should have been put in this position.” Her hand dropped and she turned to leave. “But you are a man. One who claims to have honor, and yet you have dishonored your wife, and your family. Think on that as you picture what joys and pleasures Rhaenyra’s family will be plying y/n with to get her to stay.”

Aemond stared at his mother’s back, images of his sweet wife writhing underneath Jacaerys making his stomach lurch.

You’d first taken to following your lady around as you once did, happy to be back in her service, but after Prince Daemon had presented you with the dead body of Alys, you found yourself clinging to Jacaerys.

When her head was thrown at your feet, you screamed, stomach lurching, as you scrambled to get away from the bloodied corpse.

Jacaerys had come to your rescue, taking you into his arms, tucking your face into his neck as he berated his uncle for scaring you so. He smelled of evergreens and dragon, a scent so uniquely him and as comforting as it had been when you were younger. His arms were strong, his skin warm, and his hand rubbed your back soothingly as you waited for Daemon to take his prize away.

“All is well, dear heart, soon it will be gone.” He whispered, your heart fluttering at the use of his childhood nickname for you.

You stayed in his arms, holding him tightly, until a loud cough separated you and Lord Harwin shot Jacaerys a look.

Jacaerys escorted you back to your temporary quarters, lingering in the doorway until you invited him in. It was nice, talking with him again, you’d been so lonely, and now you were in a castle full of the people you loved. Not all the people you loved, though.

You still found yourself thinking of Aemond, reaching for him when you awoke. Then you remembered the dagger to your heart that was the day you left. The way he so carelessly discarded you and left you to go bed a whore, calling her by the name of another woman.

How far removed in his heart were you?

“They were using you, dear y/n, it is clear to me now.” Rhaenyra said, after another round of you telling her of your life in the Keep.

“Aemond’s cruelty knows no end.” Jacaerys seethed, taking your hand in his when you began to cry.

“Princess, please forgive me, I meant no harm, I thought Queen Alicent was longing to reconnect with you.” You said, eyes shining with tears as you looked at her.

She leaned forward and squeezed your shoulder. “Do not fret, y/n, I know you would never betray me.”

“No, never.” You repeated, shaking your head ardently.

Jacaerys and Rhaenyra looked at each other, exchanging words through glances.

“If I have any information about the queen’s movements that would aid you, I would be more than happy to divulge it to you.” You added, feeling a flame of anger spark within you as you realized how Aemond had played you for a fool.

Rhaenyra smiled gently. “Thank you, y/n, but now I think it would be best for you to rest. This has been a trying time for you.”

She dismissed you and Jacaerys.

As you walked side by side, Jacaerys spoke up, a hesitance in his tone. “There was a time I believed I might have been able to marry you.”

Your head whipped in his direction. “My Prince?”

His face was tinted a light pink, his brown locks falling in front of his face as he bent his head. “It was a childhood desire, but being back in your presence seems to have rekindled my affections.”

You placed a hand on his bicep, stopping him gently. “Jacaerys, I am still married to Aemond, and carrying his child…”

He held your hand, his free hand coming to support your opposite arm, warm hand cradling your elbow. “I am not unaware of your circumstances, but y/n I do not care. I cannot stand by and watch as he squanders the opportunity I would kill to have.”

Your heart stumbled in your chest, your eyes searching his face. “I do not understand, why did you not protest the betrothal then?”

“You seemed happy, and mother has plans to betroth me to a Lannister.” His thumbs caressed your skin, his voice soft. “I did not want to pull you from your happiness if I could not guarantee you a place at my side.”

Tears welled in your eyes once more, and Jacaerys cupped your face. “My dear heart, please, do not cry. I will cease my words, I never meant to hurt you.”

You let out a shaky breath, tears slipping down your cheeks and wetting his hands. “You make it sound so easy to love me.”

“It is, y/n, it is as easy as breathing.” He said earnestly, warm umber eyes trapping your gaze.

“Then why did he want others, why does he not love me?” You whispered, voice breaking as you finally spoke aloud the questions that had been plaguing your dreaming and waking mind.

His face fell, and he shushed you gently, pulling you into his embrace as you sobbed into his tunic.

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[hockeyshmockey]

lord perceval - Charles Leclerc

summary: you’re a youtuber. 5 times charles ended up in your videos, and one time you’re in his

warnings: none :)

wc: 1.4k

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“Good morning everyone,” you grinned from the marble bathroom, standing at the sink with the camera held in front of you. “Today’s video is going to be a race weekend vlog! This weekend is super special, it’s the Monaco GP, so obviously a home race and I live here most of the time so it’s special in that way.”

“First things first, doing my quick skincare,” you walked through your routine before putting on some makeup. “Obviously it’s hot here, so I am going super light with my makeup. Today is Free Practice so there will be a lot of walking around.”

You put on your mascara, blush, highlight, and lipgloss. “for today’s outfit, I am going simple. I’ve got some jean shorts, a linen button up, and some sneakers.” The video cut to you dressed in your outfit, huge sunglasses on in the car.

“Ok guys, Pascale and I are on our way to the track,” you tilted the camera to show the grinning blonde next to you, Charles’ mother giving a sweet hello to the camera. “Once we get there, I probably won’t film until after FP so I can focus on the race.”

The next clip was you in a room with Ferrari memorabilia on the wall. “FP went well. Charles is doing some media, but I got so warm I decided to hang out in his driver’s room until he’s done.” 

Almost as soon as you made that comment, the viewers could hear the door open and close. “Hey amore,” you grinned, a head of brown hair coming into view as Charles leaned down to kiss you. “Say hello to the vlog!”

“Ciao vlog!” Charles grinned and waved, but he was clearly tired. 

“Ok everyone, we are going to get out of here, but I will see you in the morning!” you waved to the camera as the scene cut.

2 

“Ok guys, today is a much requested video,” you greeted in front of the camera, sat on a couch. “Today will be a Q&A with my boyfriend!” Charles popped up and sat down with a smile, resting his arm behind your head. 

“Ok let’s get into it,” you clapped your hands, swiping on your phone. “First, how did we meet?”

“We’ve actually known each other since we were young,” Charles looked at you. 

“Yep, our parents are really good friends, so we grew up together. And we got together when we were 19?” Charles looked at you with a soft smile, your grin matching his. 

“Ok next. How do you feel about Charles’ job?” The two of you went through some more questions, before getting to the last one. 

“Lastly, what is next for you guys?” you looked at Charles with a smile. 

“Well, first is a Championship,” you grinned as Charles smiled bashfully. “But for the moment, I think we are both in really great places individually and together. So I think we are just letting life take us where it will.”

3 

“Hi everyone, welcome to today’s video,” you greeted from the driver’s seat of a car. “Today, we have a fun challenge. My lovely boyfriend who is into cars will be teaching me how to drive a manual.”

“Honestly, it is a travesty she does not know how to drive manual yet,” Charles shook his head in faux disapproval.

“I haven’t had a need to!” you cried out as you both closed the doors to the car. “You barely let me drive, and my car for work is an automatic.”

“But now you can drive the fun cars I get to take!” Charles beamed as you buckled your seatbelt, sighing as you settled into your seat. The rest of the video was a ton of yelling from you, laughing from Charles, and stalling of the car. 

About 8 minutes in, there was finally a clip of you actually driving. “You’re doing it!” Charles cheered. “Now shift gears.” You successfully kept the car going, the speed of the vehicle climbing. 

“This is fun!” you laughed, the viewers zoning in on the way Charles was looking at you with a loving gaze. 

“You’re doing amazing amore,” he grinned, his hand reach over to squeeze your thigh. 

With a squeak, your foot came up and the car stalled again. 

4  

“hi guys,” an unexpected face started off the video. “I know you probably didn’t expect me, but It’s a special day. It’s the big 25 for my lovely girlfriend.”

“So today, I picked up her coffee and some pastries for breakfast,” Charles walked around in the couple’s apartment. “Today, we are going to take out a boat with some of our friends and stop for a nice lunch. But what she doesn’t know, is that I was able to speak with some friends of friends, and Elton John is going to be there.”

Charles moved to the kitchen and continued to whisper to the camera. “He is going to be playing a song in the restaurant when we get there, and then she’ll get to meet him.” 

With that, the camera cut to Charles and you walking down a dock. “Hi guys! Charles brought up the fact I should be vlogging today, so here we are!” you cheered. “We are at the marina right now, and we are going to be going out on the water for the day with some of our friends!”

The video then cut to clips of their boat day. The clips featured the faces of Pierre Gasly, Hadley Stevens, Max Verstappen, the Ricciardo siblings, and other friends that had been seen on your channel before. 

“Hey guys, we’re back,” you laughed, once again walking on camera. “We are back in another marina now. We are heading to the Monaco Bay hotel for some lunch! I’ve never been here so I’m super excited!”

The video then cut to a camera angle that was from behind showing you and Charles walking into the dining room. The playing of a piano could be heard, the opening notes of Elton John’s Tiny Dancer. 

The viewers could hear you comment on how happy you were that they were playing your favorite song. The group behind you smiled as you suddenly stopped in the door way. The person holding the camera kept walking to be able to see your face, your jaw dropped in shock as you saw the man sitting at the piano. 

“Is that??” you squeaked, your friends laughing as your shock mounted. 

“Elton John,” Charles finished your sentence, ushering you further into the dining room that was empty save for your group. “C’mon,” he put his hand on the small of your back, the group approached the piano. 

“I heard we have a birthday today,” Elton smiled, continuing to pluck at the piano. 

“We do,” Charles gestured to you, suddenly shy at his side. “Celebrating 25 years of you.”

“Well, let’s play you some songs.”

+ 1 

“Hello Ferrari family,” Charles greeted the camera. “Today, we have a special video. I am joined by my girlfriend, and we will be playing an F1 trivia game. The twist is, the person answering the questions will be driving. When the driver answers correctly, we will switch positions. Who ever is driving when we reach the end of two laps wins.”

“I will say it now, I am not winning this,” you laughed nervously as Charles held the door open for the passenger side for you. The brunette chuckled as he got in the driver’s seat.

“Alright, let’s go!” Charles took off, you looking to the question cards. 

“What year did the first Grand Prix take place?”

The two of you went back and forth until ot got down to the last mile of the race. 

“Alright, how many Pole positions have I held?” Charles laughed at your concentrated face, focused as you took a corner in the expensive car. 

“Oh no,” you gasped. “Oh no, I know this. I do!”

Charles looked at you in shock as you rambled. “You are kidding, right?”

“I swear, I know this,” you stared ahead, containing your smirk as you saw the checkered flag. “Oh oh, I know. 13!” You shouted the number as you crossed the finish line.

“Did I win?” You looked to Charles innocently. 

“I am stupid,” he shook his head. “You played me!”

“Well I never!” you gasped in faux outrage, laughing as Charles threw the door open.

#charles leclerc #ferrari #ferrari driver imagine #f1 #f1 imagine #f1 driver image #f1 drivers imagine #Formula 1 #formula 1 imagine #formula 1 driver #formula 1 driver imagine #Formula One #formula one driver #formula one imagine #formula one driver imagine

[vhygoxo]

Pale MoonLight

After your grandfather Atera passes you decide to move in with your grandmother. Since this is your gap year after graduating, you get to decide what you want next, assuming this is a great opportunity. Moving to one of your home reserves you're ready to start your new life. When you finally come back after being distanced for so long secrets and mysteries of the reserve start to unravel.

Paul Lahote x Reader

Chapter 1: HomeComing

Finally new Paul lahote content! Yes this is a Paul Lahote x Reader fanfic. I’ve had this idea for a while and also there are other chapters I have planned out for this. The main character/you is indigenous and this story is more focused on the pack + reservation life. Enjoy ♡

Chapters

1. Homecoming

2. Emissary's

3. Connection

4. Prey

5. Awakening

6. Discovery

The smell of cedar and rain fills the air surrounding not only around but inside the car. The radio softly humming in the background. As rain pours down spilling over the car windows I'm washed over with emotions. Nostalgia and the warm feeling of being back at home.

It's been almost 3 years since I came here to visit my family in the La Push reserve. These past couple of years they've traveled to us, back at my old home, where my parents still are. When I was younger I stayed almost every summer and some extra weeks in the year. But as I grew older so did the distance I put between me and this place.

It's not that I have any grudges or bad feelings with anyone here or the place. If anything I truly missed this place but I got caught up in my life. Suddenly a summer visit was half a summer. Then only holiday appearances and a few check in updates. Suddenly it's been a few years since I visited at all.

I sighed as I sunk into the passenger seat. Sitting here I couldn’t help but have feelings of doubt. As a way of trying to ignore it I try to soak up the feeling of comfort as I enter back into the Forks area. My grandmother, who was driving, noticed then glanced over to me.

“So does it feel good to be back once again?” She asked me as I smiled and nodded my head in reply. The warmth of her sincerity and kindness made my feelings of unease go away slightly. The tension in my shoulders relaxed a bit.

“Of course. It's a good feeling to be back in the homelands with you”

She gave a cheeky smile to me before turning back towards the wheel. Letting the feeling of comfort rushing over me I turned towards the window to continue watching the treeline and forestry pass by. The rain producing a slight fog on the forest floor.

Turning onto the rez I'm usually welcomed with a sense of relief and excitement. Recognizing the gravel streets and homes along the way. But there's an anxious feeling that comes over me.

I keep my eyes peeled to the trees and shrub. As familiar and comforting as it was to gaze at my environment my stomach began to flutter. The hairs on the back of my neck stood attention.

I shudder and try to shake off this feeling in me. It almost feels as if we're being watched. I know it's impossible since we're in a moving car but nonetheless. I can't shake off the feeling, that our movements are being watched, or more specifically mine.

“We're finally home”

My grandma says cutting off my train of thinking. I whip my head to the front to see us pulling up to my grandmother's house. I start to feel safe once again. One last look at the tree line to search for an answer before I unbuckle my seat belt to exit the car.

I shake it off as moving and new place jitters. I grabbed my bags before heading inside with my grandma by my side. She wrapped her arm around my waist before pulling me for a close side hug. Quickly as she hugged me she grabbed my hand and gently pulled me inside the house.

My grandma squeezed my hand gently before giving another cheeky smile towards me. I smiled back and looked around the house. Unlocking the door with her keys she opened the door for us to enter inside. Nothing changed and it set my mind at ease. Same pictures on the wall, same smell of food, and some sort of smudge I’m assuming is cedar. It all gave me a sense of familiar comforts from the past.

“Oh Y\N I'm so glad you're back here at home with me. There's so much to update you on with the family and so much to do together"

I set what bags I carried with me from the car onto the floor. My grandmother quickly took off her coat before asking for mine to hang up. Still smiling she faced me once she was done with the jackets

“For now make yourself at home. Before your grandfather passed we renovated the top floor. Since he got his pension early we spent most of it on the renovations. You can take it as your personal floor. I can't do stairs as much so my bedroom is on the first level here anyway”

“Oh grandma you didn't have to do all that just for me. I expected to just have one room to myself not the whole floor”

“No way you're a grown woman you need your own space. It was just gonna turn into either storage space or extra guest bedrooms. You can decorate and do as you please with the second floor. Make some use out of it, anyway all your stuff has been sent, so you can start unpacking whenever you please”

“Awe thank you grandma” I express my gratitude and quickly hug her again. Before my grandma heads into her room to get her self comfortable after a long trip home. As she does I head my way up the stairs. Picking up my bags to carry up the staircase.

Sure enough once I head up the stairs I can tell the top level has been redone. New trim and paint jobs along the walls. The floors are changed and new light fixtures hung replaced. It was fresh and brand new.

I open the door to my chosen bed room. It's a salmon pink colored room mostly empty besides a bed in the middle of the room. Before it was empty it was my grandfather and grandmother's old room. It has a sit in windowsill even. A big reason I'm excited to claim it as mine.

One of the main reasons my grandmother moved downstairs was because it was their room. She didn't want to be reminded of the past or the fact she has to move forward without him. I sighed and sat down on the bed.

I sat still for a moment to take in this next step in my life. Suddenly I'm moved onto a new reserve and my grandfather is gone. A whole lot of change. I couldn't help but feel nostalgic over the past.

Before I could wallow in these feelings I hear the door slam and voices erupted from the living room. Cutting off my train of thoughts. Curious on who it was I started to head down stairs.

“Y/N! You really did move home!”

My cousin Quil stood in front of me with my aunty Layla. Quil quickly pulled me into a hug shortly after my aunty did. I blushed as they ambushed me with affection.

“Yep and here to stay”

I replied into my aunt’s neck as she squeezed me tightly around herself. My aunty took a deep sigh before placing her hands on my shoulders to look at me. She smiled so kindly before letting me fully go. Staring at me with admiration filling her eyes.

Quickly we all sat down and visited for a few moments. Updating the two on life back home where my mom still is with some of my family. How things have changed and why I'm here. As we chatted the conversation slowly drifted between the four of us slowly to just my grandmother and aunty speaking together.

Noticing this distance me and Quil gave each other the look. I nodded my head towards the back door before we both headed outside to the patio. More privacy for us to talk without judgement. We sat ourselves on the patio chairs once outside. Drifting into cheerful conversation.

“So cous? How does it feel to be back?”

Quil exclaimed at me as he gave me a cheeky smile. I smiled in return and took a deep breath. The air was so crisp with scents of rain and pine. Ushering a feeling of comfort and familiarity. Both of us relaxing in our chairs leaned back.

“Man I can’t even explain how good it feels to be back here. Especially now that I can officially call it home. This all just feels right, I always felt a strong pull to stay here, it’s just..weird…without grandpa”

“Yeah…I can agree on that. It’s been hard but I’m honestly glad you’re here. I’ve always worried about you away and grandma being alone. I know you guys can handle yourselves, you guys being independent women and all that, or whatever but still. You guys can lookout for one another now that you're back"

I lightly giggled at his comment. Quil joining in and laughing even harder. A light moment before we came back around to our original conversation.

“Ah well I worry about grandma too that's a big reason why I moved down…. I didn’t know how she would be after grandpa was gone. I know she and I took it hard. I knew it would be hard for her to suddenly be alone…I use that as an excuse when really… I would've found any excuse to move down here”

“Why do you feel you need an excuse? Not many would question if you wanted to move here on your own. You belong here just as I and the rest of us do”

I shrugged and lowered my head. Struggling to find the words to describe how I felt. A brief moment of silence passed between us as I pondered the question.

“I'm not too sure if I'm gonna be honest. Maybe because I built majority of my life away from here until this point? Or that I feel I didn't spend enough time here? Plus I know how small town people can think especially since I come from one. I don't know but either way I feel strongly I need to be here. That’s the only way I can describe it”

I try to explain my self but as I talked Quil nodded his head in reassurance. I felt understood by him enough where I didn't need to explain myself too hard. After a short pause Quil took a sharp inhale before supportively placing his hand on my shoulder.

“Well now that you're here I'm excited to show you what's new around, not much to be honest, but it's awesome to have you back”

“Awe thank you Quil I'm glad we can visit more often. I missed this”

“Well, since you miss me so bad, would you be down to come to the beach sometime? It's been awhile since you went down right? Me and and few of my bro's usually hang there, have a bonfire, play some games but only if you're interested” I hadn’t been down to the beach in a few years. Just passing by it but never making it to the shore in recent times.

“Yeah I’m down that sounds like fun. Uh who are some of your bro's?” I asked him curiously. Unfamiliar with some of the faces here outside of family and distant relatives.

“Well I'm sure you remember Jacob right? Jacob black? Him and a few other guys. One of the cousins is dating one of my friends” Jacob was a relative of both me and Quil. But I hardly knew him as much as Quil did. They were always close growing up. Me and Jacob were always friendly just not close.

“Which cousin?”

“Kim” Quil said which made me think. Off the top of my head I knew of 3 Kim’s that lived here. I couldn’t figure out which he meant by.

“Kim? Conweller? Our Kim?” Kim was me and Quills close cousin. We had all grew up together and were close growing up. Since we were the same age we all clicked, although I was living at a distance majority of the year, we kept our connection through the years.

“Yeah! Yeah that’s her , she’s dating Jared, one of my brothers” Already I didn’t recognize this Jared. I felt curious in who he could be. I knew Kim was dating but I never got to meet him yet.

“Wow okay I knew she was dating someone from what she told and showed me. Never met him yet so this is my chance”

“Yeah so it'd be her, Jared, Jacob, Leah, Seth, Emily and Sam most times, also there's Paul”

“I don’t recognize some of those names” which was true, just Jacob, and now Jared. Everyone else I had yet to meet. If Quil was calling those men brothers surely they’ll be worthy of befriending.

“They've been around but you probably wouldn't know them. I know most of them from when we were in school or through relatives”

“Oh okay I see you'll have to introduce me then”

“Of course I already told them about you. Mostly because I told Kim you were coming and she attacked me with questions. Got everyone else nosy” I shook my head at this. Earning me a no good smirk from Quil. Making me squint my eyes at him trying to examine his intentions.

“You better not have been spreading any rumors about me” I playfully teased him which made Quil smile. Giving me a look of mischief. He began to laugh as I lightly shoved his shoulders away from me.

“Don’t worry I said nothing too drastic” I quickly whipped my head to face him fully. Sending a death glare straight to him. He laughed nervously before raising his arms up in defence.

“Ok I swear I didn’t say nothing wrong! I didn’t want to answer too many questions because I’d knew you’d be like this!”

“Better not have"

I gave him one last glare to set him straight. He froze and stiffened up, I laughed at his reaction, finally releasing him from the tension I created. He loosens up and joins in before we start to head inside as it starts to rain.

I sat in my room among my boxes of items and bags of clothes sitting unpacked. My bed was made and I was able to decorate a small amount in my room before bed. A few of my posters and art prints hung on the wall. String lights and Lamps giving the room an ambient glow.

I sighed and laid my back on the bed. Thinking about my future here in La Push. Surely not much has changed here. I’m ready to make an impact and leave my mark. My mind rushed about the endless opportunities I could make here.

After my conversation with Quill it made me question myself. Why did I feel I need an excuse to be here? In my heart I know I belong here just as I do with my old home back with my parents. But in my mind I couldn't shut out the doubts I have. I shake off the feeling by thinking about how Quill reassured me of my place here. I know I have a place, a role to play, I just need to find it.

My mind and heart trying to calm down. I felt at peace as I sat in this room as empty as it was. Letting the feeling wash over me I took a deep breathe in and out. Serene silence filled the room as I could hear the rain pattering on my windows.

Breaking my silence was my phone ringing. It was across the room on my dresser. I got up abruptly and walked towards it glancing at the contact number. It was my cousin Kim we were talking about earlier. Her ears must’ve been ringing all day because of me and Quill. I quickly answered the phone.

“Hello? Kim?”

“Oh my God! Y/N? I heard you were finally here in La Push? Is that true?” I could hear her loud pitched voice question me. Ever since we were kids Kim has always been so lively and bubbly. I was half expecting to hear her squealing instead of speaking. Her liveliness was always something I loved and missed about her.

“Yeah you're right I just arrived today. I was planning on hitting you up tomorrow. But I'm guessing Quil told you?”

“Him and my mom of course! She heard it through my grandma when your grandma told her earlier. We need to hang out soon as possible!” And I was right on the money ball. When it comes to small towns especially here on the reserve word gets around quick. Anything new and its out there for everyone to know and have an opinion about.

“Yeah that'd be great! I've missed you a lot. There's a lot that we need to talk about in person”

“Of course that's why I called as soon as I heard you were here! How does tomorrow sound? I can come and pick you up with my boyfriend. You can meet him finally!”

“Okay that sounds fine just let me know what time tomorrow”

“Maybe like around 3? And just a heads up I don't plan on keeping Jared, my boyfriend, around us when we visit. His only job tomorrow is driving us” I sort of laughed at her comment. Expecting her to drag her man along as a third wheel. Instead he was going to be working for us tomorrow.

“Uh that's fine kim I don't mind either way”

“I know but I just don't want to be distracted when we talk. I want to enjoy our time together” Hearing her sweet sincere voice I couldn’t help but smile. Over the years I kept in contact with her. It had been a few months since I’d seen her in person outside of video chatting and calling.

“Of course I understand I appreciate it truly”

“OK sounds good Y/N I'll text you before we come. I'll talk to you tomorrow ok? I gotta go but I just wanted to make sure we can meet as soon as we could"

“Forsure I'm glad you called. Anyways goodnight Kim I'll talk to you tomorrow"

“Goodnight!” Quickly we hung up the phone on each other after our goodnight. I smiled as I held the phone to my chest. I couldn't help but feel elated and excited after our conversation.

Everything was slowly falling into place and all I could do was sit back and express gratitude for everything so far. A new Era of my life was ushering in. And I couldn't be more happier than to welcome change in. This moment definitely felt like the start of a new beginning for me.

After the phone call I slowly made my way into bed. Shutting of my lights and curling into my sheets. Heaviness in my eyelids wanting to close them to rest. A long day of travelling burdening my body. I let the sleep wash over me as I await impatiently to start a brand new day.

End of chapter 1! Hope you all enjoyed and stay tuned for chapter 2. Depending on how well this is received I can release chapter 2 as soon as it's wanted. If not then I'll release it within a weeks time. In the meantime don't be afraid to leave feedback ♡

#paul lahote #paul lahote fanfic #paul lahote imagine #paul lahote imagines #paul lahote x reader #paul lahote x y/n #paul lahote x you #paullahote #twilight #twilight fanfic #twilight fanfiction #twilight renaissance #palemoonlight #Quill Atera #twilight x y/n #twilight wolf pack #twilight wolves #twilight pack

[chaosandwolves]

Buddie poetry event

Day 4 - fire

baptized - an original poem by me

@poemsbybuddie

Full poem and ID under the cut

Id:

Ten gifs with various scenes from different episodes. All gifs are slightly tinged red and the poem is written on them in a white relatively big but thin font on a red background to make it more visible. The opacity of the fond is lowered half way so it isn't too dominant. for the most gifs the font is in the middle of the picture

Image 1: Two gifs combined side by side. The first is of Buck holding the picture of Daniel in s4 ep4 . The first verse of the poem is written in the middle, it reads:

Baptized in fire

from the beginning

the right gif is from s4 ep 5 of a young adult Buck standing in front of his parents looking kind of sad. The second verse of the poem is written on its middle and reads:

That glimmer smoldering 

in my bones 

too weak to sustain

the flame

Image 2: Three images from s 4 ep 5 of the various postcards that Buck sent Maddie when he was travelling through the country. The third verse is written over its middle and reads:

It's been running

underneath my skin

eating trough me like

lava; spurring me on

to find its place to

grow 

Image 3: Three gifs one after the other. The first is of Abby leaving where she walks into the airport and Buck looks after her. The second is from s4 ep 4 and shows Buck's mother when she asked at the dinner scene "Evan, I don't know what you expected us to do" .The third gif shows Buck sitting on stairs in his loft with Taylor standing in front of him. It's the scene where he broke up with her. Centered over the gif the fourth verse is written and reads:

That smoldering that slowly 

burned me, eating away 

feasting on my 

heart and hands

which I used, to 

give give give 

in the hopes 

to pass on a spark

Image 4: A gif of the scene from s4 ep 5 where Buck is trying to rescue the factory worker from the fire. He's trying to pull on the rope and screams. The fifth verse is written over its center:

That flare that erupted 

one too many times

finally turned to

raging fire

carving itself into me 

a swath of destruction

cutting off the way

before me and setting

aflame everything I touch

That wasn't what I wanted

Image 5 is from the same scene. Buck is shown from the profile. He's hanging on the rope and has sunk to his knees. The 6th verse reads:

I'm down on my knees

my skin, brittle like embers

my bones, black like coals 

heart burning and burning and burning

Image 6: The gif shows Eddie in three different scenes, one after the other. The first is from s4 ep 5 when Buck arrives back at the firehouse and Eddie greats him and Buck says, "I had to do it" and Eddie answers, "I know you did".

The second scene is from s5 ep 4 where Buck and Eddie are talking on Buck's balcony about Chim and Maddie.

The third pic is from s6 ep 12 where Buck and Eddie talk in Eddie's kitchen and Eddie is looking quite fondly at Buck. Each part of the seventh verse appears one after the other matched with the change of the gifs. It reads:

And then

You

You

You welcome it

Image 7: The gif shows the scene from s3 ep 3 where Eddie has his hand on Buck's shoulder and is about to tell him that there is no one is the world he trusts more with his son than Buck. The 8th verse reads:

Feet covered in soot

Flames licking your skin

Eyes gleaming 

demanding,

'don't look away'

Image 8: Three scenes showing Buck one after the other. The first is from the same scene as the previous scene where Buck meets Eddie's eyes. The second scene is from the kitchen talk from s6 ep 12 and Buck is looking up at Eddie. The third part shows Buck looking at Eddie at the end of the scene from S4 ep 14 when Eddie tells Buck that he's Christopher's legal guardian.

The lines of the 9th verse appear and disappear with each scene and read:

And I don't

I can't

I won't

Image 9: Two gifs combined side by side. The first shows Eddie in s4 ep 5 Where he takes hold of the rope Buck is using to try to save the worker in the factory. The 10th verse on it reads:

You reach out and take that

glimmer, that flame, that fire 

and you make it your own

The right gif shows Buck and Eddie from s6 ep 12 again how they look at each other during the kitchen talk. The 11th verse reads:

Now we're both burning

But

I'm not hurting

anymore

Image 10: A gif of three scenes one after the other. First scene shows Buck and Eddie in s2 ep 4 walking next to each other , smiling and bumping their shoulders. Second scene is rom s3 ep 9 and shows Buck, Chris and Eddie on Buck's couch cheering after playing a video game. Last scene is from s6 ep 13 from the poker night and shows Buck turned around to Eddie who looks at him and grins at him very fondly and happy. The lines of the 12th verse appear and disappear with each scene and read:

I was baptized in fire

but you

You

You've become the flame

#buddie #poemsbybuddie #Buddie poetry #Buddie poem #This took me entirely too long #And I made some mistakes but it already took so long to get everything together that I really didn't want to start over #Let's hope the quality doesn't suffer too much #911 #911 on fox #911 abc #chaos writes poetry

[theerrorofmylife]

Witch Queen Ch. 1

Thorin x Witch!Reader

hahaha no one asked for this but here’s my baby, my most precious, my favorite Thorin x reader. This will be a multi-part series with several chapters and I LOVE IT. Please enjoy :) -Error 

Warning: Death, destruction, general upheaval, a dragon, family death, etc., I’m sure I missed something but it’s fiiiiiiine I guess *sigh*

For as long as I could remember, the fire inside me was green. Like the eyes of the dead, I burned with knowledge and silence, glaring lovingly into the darkness, knowing it could do nothing against my light, not that it ever would. Magic is a precious thing, rare and wild and reaching out into the world. 

When I was born, my mother cradled me to her chest, weeping silvery tears from reddening eyes, and laughing heartily with joy. She made to hide me from my father, because I was like her, a witch. The light in her was orange, and strong, burning warm as summer winds and bright as the sun. Gold in the firelight could not compare to the magic of my mother and it was wonderful. But those born with magic are never safe, and while it is precious, it is coveted by those who would wish for things that should not be. She left him when I was still so small, hiding us in the greenwood, far away from man, and I grew up with her and the elves. King Thranduil welcomed my mother and I, and we lived close to the elves with many friends and a comfortable life. She aided them in trade and made a life for us. We were happy. Until I was sent to Dale, and for some reason fate decided a dragon would attack and kill everyone. Almost myself included. On that day, my life changed. Because I did survive, and so did the king under the mountain. 

~~

“Dale? Wouldn’t one of the elves be better suited for the trip?” I couldn’t believe it. In all my years, I’d never been sent farther than the Elven kingdom, but now not only a new city, a new kingdom entirely?! 

“You are old enough now, and it’s a dwarven city, filled with men and dwarves, and none of them like elves very much. It’s smarter for you to go.” While I couldn’t argue about the dwarves, I could argue my age. Or at least, the appearance of it. I was 23 now and still looked the grand age of 13, maybe with more assets if I truly wanted to display them but that was never smart in this day and age. I never grew past the 5-foot mark, so I really did look like an early blooming teenager.  

“But-”

“No. Now, put this on,” she placed her grey travel cloak on the dining chair as she walked past it, “and go. The list is in your basket as well as the money for everything. Go on, you’ll be fine!” She ushered me out the door and for the first time I remembered that I was in fact 23. Don’t normal people do these things by now, going out on their own and being adults? Huffing, I set the tall basket on the ground and flung the cloak around my shoulders, slipping my arms through the shoulder cut outs. I picked the list out of the basket before flinging it over my shoulders, the back straps digging into my arms as the large woven box covered the whole of my back. Looking ahead, the trees rustled their leaves as if telling me to get a move on. I sighed with my shoulders heaving and walked away from my front door to the east, where I would find the elves. 

The Greenwood was a beautiful place, full of grace and magic in this time of autumn. The morning mist had not yet lifted and would not for a while. The trees were just beginning to turn yellow and very few danced across my path as I made my way down the well-worn Witches Road. It’s not an official road to those outside of the Greenwood, however, since I travel it so often, along with my mother, the elves have deemed it as such, and I’ve grown quite fond of it. We shrouded it with enchantments and charms, little sigils carved into the trees to ward off those with malicious intent, and the forest grew in wild, untamed love.  

The elves, however pretentious at first, were learners at heart with a great love for all things ancient and elegant. Their halls were tall and spectacular in their designs, the summers coloring the white stone gold, the vines and green growing wild and happy in the kingdom. As I entered the kingdom, a blond man stood there to greet me happily. 

“Legolas! Nin mellon! Cin tiri- i doors hi?” I teased. There was never a time when I wasn’t close to the Elven prince, and there was never a time the gates were not open to my mother and me.

“I do as I please, Witch,” He smiled with a sweet familiarity I had known all my life. Something about today felt different however, and it wasn’t in his smile or the way he held his hand out for me to enter the kingdom with him, but it was in the air, the way it rushed over the trees; Today was different, and I couldn’t see why. “Where are you going? It is still so early in the day.”

Looking up at him, I remembered my real reason for passing through the city. “I am to cross the lake into Dale, Mother is in need of special supplies.” All at once I watched Legolas have a thousand thoughts. Elves are private creatures, and do not often emote so openly, however Legolas could never hide what he thought from me. 

“I shall go with you.” I smiled; I knew he would say that. My closest and oldest friend, of course he would not let me go alone. He began walking away with purpose and it nearly winded me to keep up.

“No, no, you stay here,” this stopped him. He turned to look at me with the greatest confusion. “You are royalty, Legolas, and the Dwarves do not take kindly to Elves. You would be at risk, and over something so little it hardly seems fair. I will only be gone for a few hours, wait for me on the edge of the river when the sun begins to set, and I will be there.” I wrapped my arms around his middle, my head resting against his side. My brother, whose blood was not like mine, conceded. He led me into the great halls, winding stairs rising high into the kingdom. After several flights of stairs that proved to be a greater pain than I remember, we reached the throne, where the King sat, discussing matters of the realm with several other people. Legolas pulled me aside and let me catch my breath. 

“Please reconsider, I would rather I go with you, and you be safe than you go alone, and something go wrong.” I sighed and smiled.

“Friend, brother, greatest kindness the gods could have given me, you must stay, and I must go. I only ask you look for my return and return I shall.” People began filing out of the throne room, passing us with little to no acknowledgment, and I got a proper look at his eyes. His bright blue eyes were filled with anxious upset, and I knew all he wanted was to keep me safe.

“My son, you lurk in the doorway. Come in.” Shaking his head, he led me through the archway, and My King spied me from behind. “You bring someone with you?” I stepped out from behind Legolas.  

“My King.” I smiled widely, my eyes squinting as my cheeks rose. He stood, stepping down the winding stairs carved from the tree which made the throne. I walked closer to the throne and met him halfway, his hand resting on the crown of my head in a loving gesture before coming to rest on my shoulder.  

“Daughter,” Thranduil was not my father, but he always treated me as if he were, and I could not be happier with any other father. He adores me as a parent would and has always taken care of me and guided me. “Why have you come to visit, carrying your pack and wearing your cloak?”

“I wish to cross the lake into Dale, my mother is in need of supplies and says I am old enough to go on my own.” He frowned but nodded, nonetheless.

“I see. And you shall be back before nightfall, yes?” He was concerned but was much better at hiding it than Legolas was. I nodded.

“Yes, I do not intend to spend a night.” He nodded once and a young red-headed elf stepped closer.

“Then you shall go, but you must be careful. We shall keep a steady eye out for your return this evening.” I nodded in thanks and chased after Tauriel, waving frantically at Legolas and I rushed down to the stables. After several sets of stairs, I finally caught up with her, and smiled brightly.  

“Tauriel!” I wrapped my arms around her waist.

“Mellon, if I trip, I’m taking you down with me.” This made me laugh loudly.

“If you trip nothing will happen because elves don’t trip.” She rolled her eyes with a smile, and led me farther into the kingdom, down father, until we reached the stables. Morning still hasn’t broken, and a fog drifted over the woods. For a moment, time stood still within the Greenwood, and the world, my little world, was at peace.

~~~

Riding on horseback when you’re built like a child is the most uncomfortable thing known to man. When I arrived in Dale the shops were only just beginning to open, so I stopped by the tavern near the east side of the city for breakfast. The tavern was mostly empty, so I sat at the bar and spoke with the barman at length about the city. He was quite chatty, and it was more than welcome given I had never been in the city, and he even gave my directions to the apothecary. The city was bustling by the time I left, and navigating became a mess of jabbing elbows, shuffling, and desperately trying not to get lost in the sea of people.

Tall buildings of beautifully carved stone rose above me, and archways looped overhead, strung with ribbons and flags. Morning sunlight danced across the cobbled pathways, shining into stained glass windows. Dwarves and man mingled like friends in the city streets, and it seemed almost surreal. Growing up so close, yet so secluded, I had never realized I had been so… sheltered. I was envious now, because minus the facial hair, I could have passed as an aesthetically ugly dwarf. I did not have a large nose or large ears befitting a proper dwarrowdam, but I’d be lying if I said it didn’t feel amazing to be around people the same height as me.

Rounding a corner, I realized I saw no sign of the apothecary, just more endless streets with more and more people. I was completely lost, despite the very clear directions that the tavern barkeeper had given me. Slowly shuffling through the streets had gotten me disoriented. Finding no other option, I ducked into an alleyway, much less crowded, and tried to clear my head. I looked up from my thoughts and saw him staring at me from the alleyway across the street. A young dwarven man, taller than me, with dark hair. He wore a blue tunic with a dark belt, silver beads glinting in the light from his hair. He was the most handsome man I had ever seen, and all I could do was stare back. For some reason, unlike any other time someone had stared at me, I felt horribly exposed and embarrassed, as if my chest were caving in and death with him in my sights would be the happiest of deaths. The streets began to steadily clear, and he took this opportunity to survey the street before making a mad dash into the alleyway I inhabited. Now that he was closer, I got to look into his eyes and my chest collapsed all over again. His eyes were the most magnificent shade of blue, and the way they crease in the corners as he smiles. If the gods had given us soulmates, this must be what it feels like to meet yours.

“Hello.” His voice is deep, rumbling in my head and the way it overwhelms me nearly makes me forget to respond.

“Hello… Why are you in an alleyway?” I sound like a mouse compared to this god of a dwarf. He smiles again, and I’m blinded by the summer sun.

“I’m hiding. Why are you in an alleyway?”

“I got lost, I needed to clear my head. Why are you hiding?”

 “Because of whom I am. May I help you find your way?”

“You may. If you tell me your name.”

“I am Thorin. Where would you like to go? Name it and I will lead you anywhere.” The way he said ‘anywhere’ nearly made me lose my breath.

“The apothecary.” My heart wouldn’t stop drumming in my chest.

“Follow me.” He took my hand and very gently kissed my knuckles before leading me back into the streets with his head hung low to avoid people looking at him too much. We walked through the sea of people, my chest close to his back and I lost myself in nauseating wonder. He was strong, so very strong. We arrived at the apothecary, and he said he would wait for me outside. Only 20 minutes later I was walking back out again, my woven backpack full and my money nearly spent. Glancing around for my handsome new friend, I found him in the alley beside the store.

“Name where I can accompany you next, my lady.” His words made me blush. I had been called Lady before by the elves, but only because of my familial relation to Thranduil. This man could not know my imaginary title, so he was not addressing me by status. And he called me ‘his’ lady… this was flirtatious in nature.

“The tailor and the blacksmith, but you need not guide me anymore if it is not your wish.” He grinned at this, his eyes lighting in amusement.

“My Lady, if I did not want to continue in your company, I would have left after bringing you here.” He took my hand again, kissed my knuckles, and led me away with my hand still in his. We walked like that all day, and it was midafternoon when my list was complete. I had never been so unhappy to leave someone. He was charming, and so very sweet, and the way he spoke about the city and the mountain, he truly loved this place. I learned his name, Thorin, but he would not tell me his father’s name or the name of his lineage. He was walking me back to the tavern when things truly started going wrong.

“Will you be returning to the My Lady?” I had taken a liking to the name, and completely forgot to tell him my real one.

“I don’t know. I am only here today.” A sadness settled in my chest and my heart dropped when I realized I may never see him again.

“Then I shall be happy only today and I shall mourn all of eternity without you.” This brought another flush of heat to my face. He always said such sweet things, I truly began to think he just did it to make me embarrassed. I turned to face him, stopping in the street that was barely crowded. Facing him, I realized that I stopped very close to him, and my chest was close to pressing against his. His eyes, those beautiful grey-blue eyes, dart across my face from my eyes to my lips to my eyes again.

“Thorin I-”

“Prince!” A man with a shaved head and tattoos appeared, followed by several guards. They were all staring at Thorin, and I couldn’t mask the hilarious bout of shock I was feeling.

“Prince…?” His eyes had closed, and he looked so incredibly guilty.

 “Yes,” He turned to the man behind him, “Dwalin, what do you need?” 

“Your father is asking for you in the mountain.” Thorin sighed and I watched his shoulders drop. He had spoken about his family in little detail, but he loved them very much. If he didn’t want to go back, maybe it was more to do with being a prince than being a son. He turned to me, and he looked so sad. 

“I must go, My Lady.” My heart sped up and I felt sick at the thought. 

“I will come back tomorrow. Be here, please, My Prince?” His eyes lit up and he grabbed my hands, holding them together and kissing them before letting go reluctantly, walking back to where his friend Dwalin was. I stood still, watching him leave, and I caught his eye as he looked back just before Dwalin punched his shoulder. I felt lightheaded now that he was gone. I spent all day with a stranger, with the prince. If this is love, it’s addictive. I slowly made my way through the city, too busy in my thoughts of Thorin to realize that the unease I had felt this morning was worse. I was close to the western gate when I heard it. A horn, deep in the summer winds, and people began screaming. A shadow passed over the city with terrifying speed and suddenly there was a shriek, like the sharp whistling of wind, and there was fire. Blazing red and orange, it swept through the city. The very stone caught on fire and no one in its wake was left alive. As a bout of flames descended, I ducked into an archway, turning away as the force nearly knocked me down. Smoke piled into the streets, and it became so hard to breathe. The buildings were collapsing, and I was barely able to wade through the rubble and fire. I think I blocked out a lot of what I saw that day, because when I stumbled out of the city, I wasn’t alone. I was on my hands and knees, choking on the smoke, eyes watering as I tried to process everything that was happening. 

“Nethel! Breathe!” Legolas was at my side, wrapping his arms around me. As my breathing regulated sobs wracked my body. The mountain was destroyed. A great hole where the main gate once stood had people pouring out.

“Where is father? Please, we must help them. His people-” coughs wracked my body and I felt sharp pain in my muscles. Before I could say anything else he lifted me off the ground, running me over to a horse and saddling us both in. He sat behind me, holding me steady as he guided us back into the forest. The last thing I saw, as I looked over my brother’s shoulder, was my father pulling back his troops, leaving Thorin alone. 

~~~ 

In the morning, I was alone, and for the first time since I stepped foot in Dale everything registered at once. Thorin, prince of Erebor, had spent the day with me without telling me who he was. I may or may not have fallen in love with him. The whole city caught on fire. The whole city…. On fire… I began yelling at the guards, screaming for Legolas, for my mother, for Tauriel even. Just not Thranduil. Legolas was the only one who entered my room. 

“Nethel, please stop, you need rest-” He sat beside me on the bed. 

“Tell me what happened, hanar, what happened to the city!” Tears welled in my eyes as pictures of the fire came back. The mountain, Thorin, his people. Legolas sighed, turning away from me. 

“Smaug, the fire Drake. He went to Erebor to claim the gold inside. Dale was…. The city is gone, nethel.” I didn’t know what to say. A fire Drake, a dragon, had come in search of gold and killed thousands of people… 

“What about the royal family, the king, the prince?” He shook his head. 

“Nothing yet, but I’ll let you know what I hear if that would put you at ease.” I nodded and sat back quietly. I spent the next 3 days in bed before I was allowed to go home. I didn’t talk to Thranduil once. I don’t know what I would have said if I had, but I know it wouldn’t have been nice. 

4 years later, news came about the royal family. There was a battle at Moria, and the king and prince were lost. It broke my heart, and I spent a whole year alone in my house. My mother passed away shortly after, she got sick with something even our magic couldn't stop, and I refused to see any of the elves, save for my brother. Legolas visited me every day, but soon even that stopped. It became every week, then maybe every month, then only when necessary. 

60 years passed, and in my sorrow, I let the years go without care. I was still young, in my prime as a witch, and would continue to be young for a thousand years more if I so wanted. But, after 60 years, I can still be surprised. 

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Dr. Laufeyson

Chapter 5 ~ Seven seconds

Warnings etc: Loki x female reader au where Lokis a therapist, therapy, flashbacks, smut?, swearing, mentions of past trauma later in the fic including abuse both physically and sexually - not explicit detail, 18+. PLEASE tell me if I ever leave anything out x

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“How has your week been?” Dr Laufeyson asked as you sat down, not acknowledging the fact that you were ten minutes late. Your mind went over the events that had happened since you last saw him. Sex with Stephen, having to beg Bucky to collect your car from the gala the next day, drunken karaoke, crying and staring up at the ceiling for over an hour yesterday.

“Great thanks.” You smiled “how about you, how’s your week been?”

The question caught Loki off guard leaving him adjusting his tie as he cleared his throat remembering the events of the week. He had somehow welcomed Darcy back into his life and apart from work, hadn’t been up to much else.

“I’ve been good, thank you for asking.” He smiled politely. “Is there anything in particular you’d like us to talk about today?” He asked. You shook your head no. “If it’s alright with you, I’d like us to talk a little more about your past relationship.”

You took a deep breath before releasing it as you tried to keep yourself contained. You knew that speaking about Curtis was inevitable but it didn’t make it any easier.

“Last week we touched on the subject of your previous relationship and you got a little upset.” He recalled.

“Yeah.” You agreed.

“How long was you in the relationship for?” He questioned.

“Two and a bit years.”

Dr Laufeyson wrote something down before he continued to speak.

“Did you love him?”

“Coming on a bit strong there.” You deflected with a small chuckle.

“Sorry.“ he apologised “let me rephrase that. Do you think he loved you?”

There was a pregnant pause as you thought over you and Curtis’ relationship. He loved you, he did, it was just that his love was harsh, it was cruel. For Curtis, love wasn’t flowers and small kisses, it was demanding power and control. He loved you when he was in control. He loved you.

“Yes.” You finally answered.

“Alright, tell me more about this relationship.” Dr Laufeyson prompted, sitting back in his chair.

You looked away from him, focusing on the minimalistic paintings as you thought back to when you first met Curtis before you began to speak. He had been introduced to you by your parents at one of their fancy galas. His family were as wealthy as yours, even more so and you were single. In the eyes of your parents, that was enough. You didn’t miss their stern glances at you when you spoke with him. The traits that grew nauseating during the relationship were part of what attracted him to you in the first place. He spoke about himself a lot which gave you a break from having to always be the one to initiate conversations. He even got into a fight once at a bar when a guy started hitting on you. You were young, naive and he was Prince Charming.

Loki nodded occasionally as he listened to you speak, willing himself to focus on the movement of your lips as opposed to your low cut top. Had you done that on purpose he thought, daring a glance down. It was wrong, definitely inappropriate and he knew that which is why he then decided he’d write things down so that he wouldn’t have to look at you at all. He needed to calm himself down, at least until your session was over and he could either find his nearest cold shower or lock the door and relieve himself in the comfort of his office. Curse Darcy and her banana smoothies and avocado toast, he didn’t need anything else boosting his libido. The worst thing about Darcy being back in his life was that she’d purposely work him up only to not have sex with him. Everything had to be on her terms. They technically weren’t back in a relationship so Loki knew he could have sought comfort elsewhere but decided against it. He’d wait until Darcy wanted him.

“Sorry am I boring you?” You asked, watching Loki as he lazily drew scribbles in his notebook.

“No!” He insisted “not at all. I was just thinking.” He admitted, internally scolding himself after he did.

“What about?” You smiled coyly.

Losing my license to practice by bending you over the desk

“Nothing in particular.” He answered, shaking the crude thought from his mind.

“I once read in GQ magazine once that men think about sex every seven seconds.” You grinned “are you?”

“What?” He choked.

“Thinking about sex?” You clarified.

“No!”

“Then what are you thinking about?”

“You.” He replied.

“Me?” You smiled, biting your lip flirtatiously.

“Your relationship, you were telling me about it.” He clarified “please continue.”

“We rushed into things pretty quickly. I wanted freedom from my parents and he wanted a plaything he could control. I couldn’t see it at the time though, all I saw was someone who liked me and who my parents wouldn’t do a whole DBS search into.”

“Plaything?” Loki repeated “what do you mean by that?”

“He used me, I was his plaything.” You answered simply.

“What did he do? You can answer in your own time, no rush.”

You looked away from the Doctor, face falling before you looked back towards him with a wide smile.

“We’ve had such great weather this past week, wouldn’t you agree Dr Laufeyson?”

“Y/n.” He interrupted, arching his brow.

“I want to talk about the weather.” You stated.

“The therapy won’t work for you if you don’t work for it. We’ve got to talk about—”

“You’re still getting paid at the end of it regardless of what we talk about.” You huffed.

“But I want to help you.” He countered.

“Why?”

“Because I’m your therapist.”

“1,2,3,4,5.” You counted, looking at him.

“What are you—”

“Seven seconds.”

Loki cleared his throat, eyes widening at your insinuation.

“Y/n we need to ta—” he began before the door knocked. “Come in.” He called.

“Dr Laufeyson your next appointment is here.” Natasha spoke, barely opening the door.

“Thank you.” He answered before turning to you “we’ll talk more next week?” He said almost questioningly wondering whether you’d even be back next week. It didn’t seem like you were ready to speak and he didn’t want to push you.

“I’ll see you next week Dr Laufeyson.” You smiled before making your way towards the door.

This is me attempting a slow burn 🤣 I guess everything’s a learning process

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