#🍂fluff

[slyscoutess]

paring: charles leclerc x fem!social media! reader [ has faceclaim ] summary: Strange comments started circulating about your image, your networks and even your work, all because of a viral video, now your boyfriend, not at all jealous, can no longer hide your relationship. writer: The faceclaim of choice was @ mharessa on Instagram, but there is a reason for the choice, everything here is a funny story that is kinda of happening right now in Brasil, with some modified details, I hope you like it ;3

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scuderiaferrari From the grid to your feed. 😎🇯🇵

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pipesancheez55 y/n knows exactly what we want to see. Charles and Carlos

charlooos and who's that??? pipesancheez55 she is the admin and social media for Ferrari, and close friends with both boys 55sainz_ now say it in a velvety voice: thank u yourusername

leciceecream admin I hope your metabolism is not accelerated, we are praying for you sweetie!!!

c2loover admin, do you know you are getting married???

bearbooy admin girl, i don't know how to tell you this, but it seems like you were invited to a wedding and you're the bride

carlitoswifey she needs to get a protective order leclerclnoffspring Charles please protect our mother

ln554 I think she's so cute with charles, such a shame she's going to marry that ugly

lestappenheart wtf is going on in this comment section????

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charles_leclerc 愛しています日本 🤍

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yourusername oooh how pretty are this pictures!!! who take them???

charles_leclerc annoying random girl in the last picture, think she is a stalker or something like that lechairpastry oh well, your stalker is being stalked, charlie

drawstaars16 you're neve beating the babygirl allegations

lechairbbg allegations?? that's 100% confirmed supermaxmaxmax he is the definition of babygirl

vanillaleclerc y/n in the last picture, she's hagging with her boys before her marriage

cliatalianfanclub charles, did y/n ask you to be her bestman???

scuderiafanclub charles, ask y/n if her metabolism is accelerated

pastrypapaya we alredy know she has THE called to greatness lestcarlando and the looks does match

mariaferrari ask y/n how the wedding preparations is going!!!

lestappenheart IN HERE TOO??? WTF

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carlossainz55 choose your race week face

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carlandochild when he raises his eybrows >>>>>

ascescuderia I busted 3 time confirmed scuderiacharlos soo true

sainzthinker I just know yourusername take the pictures

yourusername I actually did, and receive no credits for it, can you believe it??? xxemilian I can believe that you have a accelerated metabolism

lec16r did y/n already send you the invitation for the wedding???

beccacarlosluv so when is y/n's wedding???

love4wags you proclame yourself y/n's big brother, are you the one who's going to walk her down the isle??

carlandobaby Do you think she will lose the baby weight fast??

mickrussel are you going to the wedding or is Lewis taking your seat there too??

lestappenheart you guys are kind of impossible right now WTF IS GOING ON??

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iamrebeccad Editorial for russhmagzine

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carlossainz55 😍

wtfisakmsargeant i'm going to steal your gf carlando_mclaren so early

beccasaainz ARE YOU GOING TO BE THE MAID OF HONOR???

verstappen1655 you are y/n's friend, do you know if she have a accelerated metabolism????

yourusername Forget that spaniard, let's runaway together I BEG

iamrebeccad already packing wait a minute charloslovers y/n's fiance did you know you lose to a woman???

scuderiawaglovers is y/n a woman of god???

lestappenheart I give up honestly . . . Looking good Rebecca!!!

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yourusername Alexa, play Lost in Japan by Shaw Mendes

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babygirllechair did she leave the church??

trixpastry girl, did you asked for restriction order already??

supermaxmaxmax CONGRATS ON THE WEEDING, such a shame is not with charles

vanillaleclerc this is not very curch lady of you

sainzz55_ Charles is going to be the bestman and going to cry for the lost of the love of his life on the wedding

landonorris Please, let me be in the weeding

pastrypapaya NOT YOU TOO lestcarlando HE IS SO CHRONICALLY ONLINE

stalkerusername what a beautiful picture, it's a shame that your clothes are apparently becoming less and less cloth, but that will never take away your beauty

lestappenheart oh now I know what is happening

stories responses in instagram dm

scuderiasainzz SUCH A CUTE BABY

ynthinker I just know you were giggling like a proud mother on the bts of this

csj55_ HOW CUTE

sargeantblues Did you loose the baby weight fast after giving birth to this one?

norrizsainsz Is he the one who will take the rings on your wedding day?

stalkerusername God has blessed you with immeasurable talent, and these boys are so lucky to be with you while you are still working

charles_leclerc stories responses in instagram dm

charlieleclec I love how good of a friends you guys are, hope it keeps that way when she marries

cslestappen4 MAMA AND PAPA

maypastrylover Yes, Charlie, keep her mettabolism accelereted!!!!

druvoichmaxie She does seem to have it all in his check list

kikagaaasly Training to be best man in her wedding??

alobonorussel Saying your goodbyes before her husband makes her quit her job to be a full time church lady???

yourusername stories responses in instagram dm

xoxoleclerc SUCH A POOKIE

scuderiaicecream your future husband will not like this

tsunodagaasly going to make a quick time travel to see who you marry in the end

chaynloverrs don't make risk runaways with charlie, you have a stalker

monacopredestinado Are you speeding up his metabolism too?

scuderiawags4life DON'T GO BACK TO MONACO, I BEEEG

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charles_leclerc showing beauties hidden behind cameras 🤍

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yourusername you take more pictures of me than I take of you, and me taking pictures of you is my job

charles_leclerc some beauties deserve more attention than others lechairsainz He says this and there are more photos of Carlos

ln1644 I wanted their friendship for me

alonsovettel friendship? they are clearly dating and this is a hard launch carlandofishy okay grandma, let's take you back to bed

lecvanillaas I love her being his best friend

jorisfavwag suddenly no one is asking about her metabolism

scuderiahamilton charles ruinning a wedding

pastrypapaya such a homewrecker lestcarlando I hope her future husband knows that her and Charles' friendship comes first

cliqueleclerc future husband screaming, crying and throwing up now

lestappenheart His gallery is just her and everyone else thinking it's friendship

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lovingwags Tired of everyone calling it friendship, possessiveness or worried about obsessed fans?

Either way, Charles Leclerc just kissed Scuderia Ferrari social media manager in front of everyone during his post-race victorious celebration. We need to comment that apparently he had an unsuccessful hard launch yesterday and in recent days we saw a man saying he would marry his, now assumed, girlfriend.

When asked about the matter, Charles simply replied that they had "already taken care of it and the man would never come close to his lover, there was no saint or religious entity that would do otherwise." Charles is known for being jealous, his jealousy being one of the rumors of one of his old breakups, this may have been what sparked the fire for him to admit his girlfriend to the world. What do you think?

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verstappenmothering Delulu twitter girls WERE RIGHT

yummylechair FUCK YEAH WE WERE yncliquee WE KNEW OUR PARENTS VERY WELL

ynthinker Where were you when the photo of her sitting on his lap on the beach went viral? The photo he reposted on his launch

miniverstln MAMA AND PAPA. MAMA. AND. PAPA

lechairyourname the position of his hands, this man needs to be touching her 24/7

norrizzcunt THE CRAZY STALKER LOST IN MONACO AND SHE KISSING CHARLES IN CHINA

maziemillian SHE'S A VERY LUCKY WOMAN sainnzchair and he's a very lucky man

whatamaxemmil Thank u random dude for making my parents hard launch their relatioship!!!!!

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charles_leclerc I try one more time to make it clear, the one right there is mine 🤍 If there is anyone in this world who will marry her, it's me, the ring hidden in the closet proves it.

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yourusername I love you so much cutie patotie, pookie bear, literally the man of my life and for my life

charles_leclerc i love you way more, my princess, i love u more than italian man love me riddleleclec FUCK THAT ROME ASS AND JULI GIRL, I WANT WHAT THIS BITHCES HAVE

yourusername WHAT RING??? RUE ( joris_trouche ) WHEN WAS THIS???

joris_trouche We went out to choose around the third week of your relationship landonorris LMAO WHAT A SIMP charles_leclerc no need to expose this here

olliebearman MAMA 'N PAPA

nenasainzz OLLIE norrizlala ONE OF US FOR REAL

lewishamilton I'm happy for you both, wish all the love in the world for your relationship ❤️

sebastianvettel I'm glad you can finally show your love to the world ❤️

yourusername omg thank u, just know you are my all time favorite driver ( and ferrari driver ) and the best father in law I could ask for!!! charles_leclerc your boyfriend and bestfriend are both drivers IN FERRARI???? carlossainz55 we are catching strays here

iamrebeccad GIRLFRIEND STEALER ALERT

francisca.cgomes we need to start plan b to get our girl back iamrebeccad okay . . . but what is plan b? carlossainz55 forgetting plan b just like me, how cute cariño yourusername leave my girl alone, sainz 🫵👊 carlossainz55 That's it, I'm notwalking you down the isle anymore 😤 yourusername no need to get aggressive, let's talk ☹️

cliqueleclerc I AM A CHILD OF A FUTURE HAPPY MARRIED COUPLE 😭😭

[suhnshinehaos]

free falling : a mark lee smau

part of the ' through the seasons ' collection

synopsis : nobody believes yn is in a relationship with their boyfriend, mark lee. why? he's a member of a famous band and yn's simply a cafe owner that likes to interact with the fandom on twitter

pairing : mark lee x gn!reader

genres : smau, fluff, the tiniest bit of angst, band au, cafe au

will likely contain : food & alcohol mentions / consumption, swearing, suggestive themes / humor

taglist : open ! send me an ask or reply to this post <3

[ parts + important note under the cut ]

** through the seasons **

as mentioned, this is a part of a collection of mini smaus. this will feature characters from the treacherous series. you don't have to have read it to understand this story as it works as a stand alone, but it will help in understanding some of the references ! if you are a returning reader from that series, welcome back ! for timeline / continuity sake, this story begins just a little bit before act three (so gy and yy have not reconnected yet).

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˚ ༘⋆｡˚ parts !

one : don't tell

two : manager doie is an angel

from reese, with love

just can't let go of my dreamvision sighh anyways, i mentioned that the stories of the other members will be themed around seasons and we are now in fall / autumn !! thank you for reading, and i'm excited to tell their stories hehe

[www-jungwon]

🗝️ marry me . nrk

the one where you carve pumpkins with bsf!niki, but then he kisses you

pairing niki x bsf!reader genre fluff tw a knife , kissing wc 1386 summ fall_ing for your best friend as you carve pumpkins w him

“that doesn’t look like a face.” niki rolls onto his stomach, elbows propped on the wooden living room floor next to you as he stares at your decidedly mutilated pumpkin carving. 

“oh, and you could do better.” you retort, even though niki’s always been amazing as art. 

“how would i know?” his eyebrows raise incredulously, “you won’t give me the knife!” 

“no one with an ounce of intelligence would ever give you a knife.”

niki scoffs, stretching his arm out, and you hurriedly lift it out of his reach, watching as he bats at your arm resignedly, the sleeve of his black hoodie falling down his arm. 

you both know he could easily grab the knife from you if he stood up, but luckily for you, he’s too lazy to move an inch from his spot on the floor.

“look, i’ll carve my own pumpkin, okay?” he runs his hand through his hair, and your eyes track his fingers as you bite your lip. “and i’ll do it far away from you.”

your eyes pull back from his hand, “i can protect myself, it’s you i’m worried about.”

he scoffs, futilely grabbing at the air beneath the knife.you yawn, falling onto the floor next to him, and he catches your shoulder so you won’t bang into the couch. your breath catches at his grasp.

“you won’t trust me with a knife, but you’re just waving it around like that? you could take someone’s eye out!”

you blink, refocusing, and then swat at him with your non-knife holding hand.

and then he’s pushing off the floor and rolling onto you, and your heart squeezes.

he’s propping himself off you with his hand so it’s not him that’s the reason you can’t breathe.

it’s him. the way his fingers are clasped around your’s as he grabs the knife, sparks flying through your hand. the way he grins triumphantly, eyes sparkling infectiously. the way the evening sunlight from your living room window is tinted autumn colors, lighting up his face so it looks even more unfairly pretty. the way he’s so close you can smell his cologne you bought him for his birthday. the way he’s so close you could kiss him, the perfect rose color of his lips softly pressed against your own. you lean up, feeling his breath on your lips, squeezing all your sense away.

his gaze darts down to your lips, and he leans almost imperceptibly closer.

you can almost feel his kiss, your lips parting. you need his kiss, he’s so close, and you lean up again, and then he rolls off of you, the knife clattering onto the floor. 

you collapse back onto the ground, pressing your lips together in a bitter grimace until you remember to breathe, and then you’re inhaling so fast you start to cough.

“woah,” he mumbles, and then he’s suddenly standing. standing? that doesn’t make sense, he would never get up from the floor right now—and then he’s gone, around the doorway.

you push yourself off the floor on your forearms, wondering how he got around the dining table you haphazardly shoved against the wall to make room for pumpkin carving so fast.

he appears in the doorway again, holding a glass of water, pushing the table to the side with his leg. he rushes over in front of you, where he drops to his knees and tips the glass over your lips.

you gulp down water breathlessly, holding up a hand after and he lifts the cup away.

“are you okay? i’m so sorry, i didn’t mean to-”

you blink, inhaling deeply. “i-i’m fine, ki,” you wave your hand at him, handing him the knife off the floor. “here. you can, um, have this.”

he hesitates before taking the knife, still eyeing you uncertainly.

he grabs a pumpkin and you wonder how he lifts it like it weighs nothing as he sets it down on an empty square of newspaper next to your failed one, wrapping his arm around your waist protectively. you’re already too hot, but you don’t push his arm off.

he quickly cuts a circle around the stem, and you watch him lightly drag the knife in a sketch on the edge of the pumpkin. he pushes a hand through his hair and you swallow, lips parting as you see how focused he is.

niki is rarely ever focused, but when he is it’s breathtaking, his eyes going all sparkly as he bites his lip. 

he’s always trying to be carefree, although you know how stressed he gets sometimes and tries to hide it. you wish he wouldn’t. 

you smile absentmindedly as you watch him carve a perfect face into the pumpkin.

“you’re so good at art, ki.”

he ducks his head, and it’s funny, your six foot best friend shy.

he’s just your best friend.

and that’s okay, it’s not like you would want anything else. the way you look at him doesn’t mean you want anything, it just means you’re observant. it’s normal for best friends, to notice things like each other’s little habits when they’re focused, and how sparkly their eyes are, and how pretty their lips are, and—you swallow, heart plummeting. you’re not kidding anyone, you’ve been in love with him since second grade, when you were standing in front of him in line for the ice cream truck at your school fair, and you didn’t have enough money for your orange creamsicle because you hadn’t known what taxes were, and you’d started to cry. but this kid had stepped next to you and paid for your popsicle, his arm wrapped around your waist protectively.you glance at his arm around your waist now.

“my name’s riki, but you can call me ni-ki!” he’d said, smiling, when you asked.

“i’m going to call you ki.”

“why?”

“because,” you’d bent down, picking something up from the ground, “you dropped this,” and you’d handed him his house key.

you blink, your gaze drifting back to his pumpkin, causing you to remember what you were talking about.

“it’s so good, ki!”

“it’s not that good,” he mumbles.

“well, you did forget something.”

“huh?”

“you forgot to take out the the insides.”

he groans, collapsing into your lap. “you do it.”

his hair is brushing over your knee, and you watch him close his eyes, reaching out to brush a strand of hair away from his forehead. 

he opens his eyes at your touch, gaze locking with your’s again.

you swallow and look away, grabbing the ice cream scooper and taking the top off the pumpkin. 

“you’re really pretty.”

you freeze, looking down at niki. he’s looking at you admiringly, and you forget to breathe again.

“i-“ you forget how to speak, too. “i- what?”

he grins serenely. “you’re really pretty.”

“th-thanks.”

he licks his lips, reaching up to push a stray hair behind your ear. his fingertips kiss your face and your breath catches again.

he pushes off his arms up to you, forehead resting on your’s. you inhale shakily, watching him tilt his head, and then his lips are pushed on your’s, and your eyes are closed, and nothing’s ever felt more right to you than kissing your best friend—you’re kissing him, your heart is leaping. you sink into the kiss, pressing against him.

and then you feel his mouth open against yours, losing contact suddenly.

your eyes open and apologies are spilling out of him, “oh my god- i swear i didn’t, like, mean to do that or anything- im so sorry-”

“ki?” he’s fallen back onto his arms, and then he’s scrambling to retreat from you.

“like i just- i wasn’t thinking at all and i didn’t even ask, but i- you would’ve said no, i think, so i-”

“ki?” it’s weird to see him ramble like this, you don’t think he’s ever done that before. you inhale, moving closer to him, and he flinches in surprise, eyes widening.

“like, i just- i’m so sorry, i don’t- you know, think that- i mean- it’s okay if you don’t want to be-”

you sigh, pressing your mouth against his again, hand cupping his cheek softly.

his voice trails off weakly, lips moving against you.

“friends- anymore- oh.”

“i don’t want to be friends with you, ki.” you grin.

“h-huh?”

“i wanna marry you.”

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[wintfleur]

🍂 ͡ ꒱ JULIETTES RELATIONSHIP WITH MAT & QUINN

au masterlist - everything for the AU is under #🍂 ͡ ꒱ Juliette Leclerc

°. — everything for the couple under #⋆ ˚｡⋆୨🤎୧˚ Juliette’s lovers

°. — you can find anything smutty under #⋆ ˚｡⋆୨🎞️୧˚ smutty lovers

ᥫ᭡ BASICS!

★ When did they meet Mat and Quinn met when they were kids at a hockey tournament, and they instantly became best friends. Juliette and Mat met at a party in 2021, Auston Matthews introduced them (August) Quinn and Juliette met at a Canucks game in 2021, their PR agents wanting them to film a small video together (November)

★ When was their first date, and who asked Juliette was the one to ask them on a date, she invited them both for a night at her place, she wanted it to be just them where they didn't have to worry about hiding. They made dinner together, laughed and watched movies, and just talked as they had some wine and got to know each other more. (february 2022)

★ When did they start dating, and who asked Quinn and Mat asked julie to be their girlfriend after a long and emotional conversation, and they asked her out after they celebrated her win in Emilia-Romagna (April 2022)

★ When did everyone find out their friends and family found out weeks after they became official , taking their time until they were comfortable to tell their loved ones. The public found out when an article was posted , the sole reason to expose them and ruin their careers. The article had pictures of them , intimate details of their relationship and honestly just stalker behavior from who sent in the information. (June 2023)

★ Who said i love you first Quinn was the first to say i love , they were cuddling and mat and julie were being very soft and sweet to quinn who was having a really hard day , he was just so overwhelmed with love from the two of them , and just whispered it. Mat and Julie were so happy and they of course said it back , littering their boy and each other with sweet kisses. (july 2022)

ᥫ᭡ DETAILS!

★ Their tropes Dom!Mat x Switch!Quinn x Switch!Julie , Friends to lovers , Talker!Mat x Listener!Julie x Talker!Quinn , Hyper!Mat x Sleepy!Quinn x Sleepy!Julie

★ Their love languages Mat’s; physical touch , acts of service. Quinn’s; words of affirmation , physical touch. Julie’s; physical touch , gift giving.

★ Their favorite sleep positions Hmm they don't really have one , it always changes. They really just love being close together , mat and quinn are more clingy when they sleep and julie doesn't really move much unless she gets too hot. Mat moves a lot in his sleep so he's not in the middle a lot , most of the time it's quinn or julie who's in the middle.

★ Their pet names for each other They honestly call each other every pet name under the sun. Mat uses baby , love and sweetheart the most. Quinn uses honey , angel , and babe the most. Julie uses darling , love , and handsome the most. Mat and Julie also like using a lot of pet names in french , it makes quinn really flustered.

★ Their couple songs Seven by Jungkook & Latto & Sweet by Cigarettes After Sex

★ Their contact names for each other Mats contact list; ‘Julie baby🤎 ‘ ‘Q💙’ Quinn’s contact list; ‘barzy💙’ ’juliebug🤎’ Julie’s contact list; ‘matty💋’ ’quinny💋’

ᥫ᭡ FUNFACTS!

𐙚 They love going on vacations together, mostly tropical places.

𐙚 When Julie and Mat first met at the party, they shared a tipsy kiss. When Mat got home that night, he called Quinn and told him all about it. It was just one kiss, but God that was all Mat could think about.

𐙚 Quinn didn't admit it , but he was a little jealous of the fact that mat and julie kissed. His feelings for Mat were confusing and honestly scaring him a little bit . . . but he wasn't jealous that Mat kissed someone else that wasn't him, no he was jealous that he also didn't get to kiss julie and he wasn't there to see it happen.

𐙚 They planned on keeping their relationship a secret for a while until they were comfortable enough for the public to know, but sadly that didn't happen.

𐙚 They are all very family oriented, and they can't wait until they can have a family of their own

𐙚 The boys both have their own place, but they practically live with Julie at her place in Monaco when they don't have hockey.

𐙚 They love late mornings where they can wake up late, cuddle in bed for however long they want until they get up to make breakfast.

𐙚 They love doing sports together, going golfing, and playing some tennis !! They are a very active couple.

𐙚 The boys love to take advantage of the fact that they're good at the two sports, loving to help her. “Helping" means pressing their body close against hers and whispering tips in her ear . . . little do they both know that she pretends to be bad just so she could feel them pressed up against her.

𐙚 Mat’s filthy dirty talk always leaves Quinn and Julie a flustered and breathless mess . . . he loves the hold he has on them.

𐙚 They all love how domestic they are when there together, especially in the mornings. Waking up in each other's arms, soft music playing through the kitchen as they make breakfast before eating it on Julie's balcony that gave them the beauty of monaco.

𐙚 At the lake house they have a loveseat in the living room where the three love to curl up with each other , watching movies with Jack and luke. Mostly scary movies . . .

𐙚 Physically Mat is more protective out of them all, but vocally that's julie. She will not stand for them to be disrespected or talked down to because of their sexual preference. Quinn is also very protective, but in a more of an intimidating way if that makes sense?

𐙚 Mat and Quinn get along wonderfully with Julie's friends , they feel very welcomed with them.

𐙚 It's bittersweet when the boys are together and Julie can't be there with them, they are happy to be with each other, but it's just not the same without their girl.

𐙚 They all proudly talk about their relationship when asked, but they usually keep it to themselves. All of them like their privacy, and even though they were exposed they were still going to sorta private about each other . . . Which is almost impossible, the amount of pictures that the paparazzi take of them is crazy.

𐙚 They once went on a cruise where they invited their parents and siblings and their significant others. They had a great time and it definitely brought them all closer , especially Arthur with Mat and quinn.

𐙚 They love the city and living by a lake, but they absolutely love living in the country. They have talked about it many times being their own land to build a home and stables, ranch and vineyard, growing old together with their family . . . it's their dream.

𐙚 Whenever they do have arguments which isn't often , they all have different reactions. Quinn normally just needs some time to himself to calm down and collect his thoughts.

𐙚 Julie wants to fix things right away , she hates the idea of them being upset with her and she feels terrible and gets hard on herself.

𐙚 Mat is like a mixture of the both of them , he needs some space but he also tears himself up with guilt.

𐙚 Mat definitely is talking in their group chat the most , and poor Julie wakes up with tons of messages she has to read through from the two of them.

𐙚 Out of all of them , mat is the most open about their relationship with the public/media

𐙚 The boys love getting in contact with Julie's assistant so they can plan surprises for her!

𐙚 Julie loves taking her boys shopping , trying on different outfits for them and picking out clothes for them to wear. They pretend to hate it but they all know they dont.

𐙚 They love when Julie sings to them or plays the piano.

𐙚 The boys love when Julie goes out with them and their teammates, they just love seeing how well she gets along with all of them.

ᥫ᭡ THEIR THINGS!

𐙚 Judging everyone and everything together.

𐙚 Cozy nights on the couch with a warm blanket and bottle of wine.

𐙚 Matching jewelry in some way, Mat with a necklace, Quinn with a ring, and julie with a bracelet

𐙚 Always texting each other good morning and good night.

𐙚 Spending weekends on her yacht.

𐙚 Skinny dipping

𐙚 Spending their nights in the hottub on her balcony or at the lake house, laughs and tipsy kisses Shared between them

𐙚 Clubbing! . . . well more like Julie and Mat dragging Quinn to the club with them.

𐙚 Going on late boat rides at the lakehouse, so they can relax and watch the stars.

𐙚 Quinn and Mat playing one on one at the rink while Julie watches and cheers them both on, a lot of bets are won like this ;)

𐙚 Slapping each others asses

𐙚 Always touching each other in some way

𐙚 Mat planning spontaneous dates

𐙚 Going to carnivals/fairs and the boys competing against each other to get Julie the biggest stuffed animal.

𐙚 Nights where they make homemade pizzas and play video games, a loving competition of course between mat and quinn.

𐙚 Quinn and Julie holding hands while Mat is holding one of their waists, wherever they all walk together.

𐙚 Their hands in each other's back pockets.

𐙚 Juliette sending them love letters.

𐙚 Always sending each other flowers when they are apart, the flowers remind them of each other.

𐙚 Having amazing communication

𐙚 Counting down the days until they see each other again.

𐙚 Having access to each others calendars

𐙚 Whenever they call their parents , they end up talking about each other.

𐙚 Giving each other massages

𐙚 Being each others biggest supporters

𐙚 The boys painting julie's fingers and toes for her when she doesn't want to go get them done

ᥫ᭡ INTERNETS FAVORITE MOMENTS!

𐙚 The day after the article exposing them came out, Julie proudly said that both of her boyfriends were in attendance at the race when she was being interviewed . . . She then went and won the race and then proudly kissed them both after the race.

𐙚 An interview had asked Quinn a very highly insensitive question about his relationship and Quinn was quick to snap and shut the reporter down, a very very intimidating glare on his face while doing so.

𐙚 In the background of an instagram story Charles posted, you can see mat, quinn and julie cuddled up in a hammock in the beautiful leclerc home backyard, smiling and laughing at Arthur who was trying to impress them with a hockey stick that Quinn and mat had bought him.

𐙚 When Julie made a special appearance on lando’s stream and the two were talking about a night out they had with mat, quinn and a few of their other friends. Julie was talking so fondly about the two boys and Lando had a great time playfully teasing her about it.

𐙚 When a video of the three of them dancing (grinding) together on the dancefloor at a club went viral . . . along with a clip of mat pouring champagne from the bottle into julie's mouth, quinn licking and kissing up the few drops that rolled down her neck.

𐙚 The photo dumps Julie posts whenever they go on vacation together.

𐙚 Every time Julie is shown on the big screen at their hockey games , or when the boys are shown on the screen in the paddock.

𐙚 The clip of mat and julie going on the big screen at quinn’s game , mat having his arm wrapped around julies shoulder as she was snuggled into his side as she sipped on a beer , both of them wearing a quinn jersey , then it showed quinn who was sitting on the bench smiling as he saw the two of them on the big screen.

ᥫ᭡ LOCK SCREENS!

﹕─┈ Mat’s Lock Screen is Julie and Quinn when they all went to this really cool record shop while exploring the town they were visiting , mat thought it would be cute so he took the picture!

﹕─┈ Quinn’s Lock Screen is a picture of Julie and Mat after a date night , they both were quite tipsy and just flirty and giggly. They were both just so happy beautiful so he of course had to take a picture.

﹕─┈ Julie’s Lock Screen is a picture of Quinn and Mat when they all stayed together at the family ranch when they all had a break , it was a very therapeutic experience for all of them. Julie loves horses , and she loves her boys . . . So it was perfect.

ᥫ᭡ MOODBOARD!

˖ ་ 💭 roro’s notes ( AHH FINALLY ITS OUT !! I’m so sorry it took me forever to get out , I had a little struggle with coming up with some facts about them. I really hope you guys enjoy this , I love them so so much !! I’m not proud of the moodboard at all , it’s so bad !! Maybe in the future I’ll make a new one , it was just hard finding pictures for them !! )

°. — taglist ( @lovings4turn @toasttt11 @cixrosie @ru-kru @alwaysclassyeagle @theopenlocker @lavisenri @callsignwidow @willowpains @winterbarnesblog )

©️WINTFLEUR

[mazeinthemiroh]

keeping warm.

genre: drabble; fluff

warnings: none

requested?: yes

synopsis: you and mingi go on a walk in the forest 🍁

please like and reblog if you enjoy <3

"Are you warm enough?"

He had asked you this multiple times, his fingerless-gloved hand holding your bare ones. Both your arms swayed slightly as you walked further into the forest, and your fingers stayed connected.

"Yes, Mingi," you giggled at his repetitive question. He was being very sweet today. Making sure you were all warm, wrapped up cosy with a big scarf on. He offered you his gloves but you said you were finally. You would settle for holding his hand instead, which sat warmly in yours.

"Mingi..." you started, a quizzical look on your face as you looked at the two paths ahead of you.

You were both faced with signs that you hadn't seen before. Signs which pointed different ways, telling you different locations. But where were you going...

"As we lost?" You questioned, releasing his hand and walking up to the wooden sign to have a closer look at the directions.

"No," Mingi automatically said, his stubbornness spiking free before he could even take in his new surroundings.

But his new surroundings weren't really 'new.' Everywhere in this damn forest looked the same. No landmarks, no fields, no benches. Nothing but mud and trees and leaves scattered all around.

"No, we're not lost," Mingi decided again, walking up to the sign that you were staring at, "we're exploring."

You snorted at his statement, "Okay, Dora the Explorer."

Despite your humour, you were a bit unsettled by the fact that you and your boyfriend were stuck, in the middle of nowhere, both of you hopeless with directions.

"Come on, this way," he grabbed your hand again in his, tugging you along with him down a path which led to who knows where.

You found yourself following him instead of protesting. It was easier that way.

Besides, it felt nice to have his warm hands back in yours.

ateez taglist: @a-wandering-stay, @xlovehwa, @yeosangsbiceps, @anyamaris, @acciocriativity, @hawaiian-angel, @toolovelyforyou (let me know if you want to be added/removed)

[thatjadedhotmess]

can't get enough of you.

pairings/characters: dottore x gn!reader, arlecchino x gn!reader

warnings⚠️: none that I know of but please let me know if I should add anything ! :)

synopsis: why they literally refuse to leave you

wc: 0.8k++

note: pure brainrot for arlecchino I'm such a simp for her arghh <333 likes and reblogs are always greatly appreciated

dottore (多托雷)

☁︎︎ dottore simply cannot get enough of you because you let him study you (humanely).

☁︎︎ he's never had someone willingly offer themselves to him because of how they view him. But then you come into his life

☁︎︎ you guys met at the Akademia as students. There were already rumours spreading around campus about his unethical experiments but you pretty much just ignored them and continued hanging out with him.

☁︎︎ when he got expelled from the Akademia, you ended up leaving with him for obvious reasons. But now that he didn't have the resources he used to have at his disposal when he was at the Akademia, he couldn't conduct his experiments. Thus you ended up volunteering to be his subject zero.

☁︎︎ he's very appreciative of the fact that you've allowed him a chance to study you and takes extra precautions around you. Asking if you're ok, giving you pain medicine if you were in any sort of pain after his experiments, making something light for you to eat after to make sure you're healthy

☁︎︎ he just has a soft spot for you:(( like even after joining the Fatui, he absolutely adores you and usually lets you experiment on… test subjects with him instead of him experimenting on you. (it rarely happens anymore and you guys just laugh about it when either of you guys get a deja vu)

☁︎︎ other Fatui members are usually afraid of him because they’ve seen what he’s done and always end up going through you because you're so much nicer than him.

☁︎︎ he does get possessive of you though. He doesn't like the fact that you aren't spending all of your time with him but understands because he knows that you are out taking notes for him since he doesn't want to socialise

☁︎︎ he can't deny the fact that every time he sees you his heart races and a small smile will stretch across his face (even the thought of you has him all giggly)

☁︎︎ bonus point: only you have the power to scold him and it terrifies the others when they see it because are you actually that powerful and have enough power to scold the second most powerful Fatui harbinger? Yes, yes you are.

arlecchino (阿蕾奇诺)

☁︎︎ your basically the light to her existence and she always looks forward to seeing you because you bring light to her dark world.

☁︎︎ you and her met when you had gone to work at her orphanage and something clicked within her when she laid eyes on you, almost as if she knew you were meant to be hers.

☁︎︎ you don't work there anymore because you quite literally have a harbinger worshipping you and there's no need for working (:ehe:) but you do occasionally go back to the orphanage to play with the children there.

☁︎︎ cue arlecchino blushing really hard whenever she sees you surrounded by children because the sight is so wholesome and pure and she's about to have a nosebleed-

☁︎︎ you've got her to play with the little children whenever you go with her to visit the children and she swears the children get intimidated by her when really they're just curious but too shy to approach her.

☁︎︎ there was an occasion when the both of you played with the little ones for (practically) an entire day and then putting them to bed because theyre spent and you just fell asleep beside one of the kids and arlecchino saw it and brought a blanket over for you; she fell asleep by your side shortly after.

☁︎︎ little does she know though that you can't get enough of her either.

☁︎︎ you're pretty sure she doesn't realise this but she’s so affectionate; everywhere. Like, you'll get little head pats at the most random timings (there was once when she did it in front of the children at the orphanage and they all saw it and started to queue up in front of her because they wanted some too but she was so confused because she was just doing some work beside you as you played with the kids and petted your head subconsciously)

☁︎︎ and imagine having icy cold hands because of the snezhnayan weather and she just goes “your hands are cold, let me hold them” like super smoothly like it’s a normal thing (she’s oblivious) and of course you say yes but now your cheeks are pink because does she actually not realise how flustered you are??

☁︎︎ and when she's asleep?? Throughout the night, she will slowly gravitate towards you until you (or her) wakes up in the morning to find your limbs all tangled up and she's bear hugging you as she sleeps soundly.

[beautifulbrainrot]

Imagine picking Reid up after he gets back from a rough case and you hug him and he just melts into your arms. Like I would die for that -🍂 (not necessarily a request I just need someone else to be thinking about this too)

oh i am thinking about this omggg, my poor boy needs a hug so bad and i am there to give him one! like you give him a hug and he fully just melts into your arms, burying his face into your shoulder and holding you close to him.

[sstan-hoe]

𝒊𝒊. 𝑫𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝑮𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝑾𝒂𝒏𝒕

𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 — mob!andy barber × fem!reader × mob!lloyd hansen

𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚 — they wanted you, they enjoyed the hunt just as much as you enjoyed being chased. You didn't make it easy for them but it only prepared you that life with them wouldn't be easy.

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 — allusions to violence, mention of rape, no smut

𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆 — I hope I'm not going to fast...reblog, follow and comment ! I hope everyone likes it!

𝑻𝑯𝑬𝒀 𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑬𝑫 𝑴𝑬 𝑭𝑶𝑹𝑬𝑽𝑬𝑹

The police couldn’t help you, they said unless you had a picture of him or any other proof it would be a charge against a unkown person and most of the time the charges would be dropped.

Now after the disappointment you were even more careful, installed cameras and secruity alarms. It might only be a little and maybe not enough, but you would do everything to make yourself feel save.

You told Wanda about your problem, and she looked at you with a certain look. She told you to talk to Andy and Lloyd, but this was the last thing you wanted to do.

“I’ve got Alf, he’s trained and will bite the man’s dick off,” you shrugged while making a cup of tea, Wanda rolled her eyes in response. She loved Alf but Andy and Lloyd were more feared than the German Shepherd-Golden Retriever mix.

The red head shook her head and went back to her work but not before reminding you of something, “oh, by the way it’s Wednesday.”

Your eyes widened and you quickly turned around to Wanda who was vanished causing you to groan and a glance at the clock showed you that it was five minutes until 4 pm. With a little sigh you sat down on the stool behind the counter.

Exactly five minutes later the door opened, and the two men entered, Andy with a smile and Lloyd with a smirk. “Hello, sunshine,” “hello, darlin’,” they greeted you and sat down in their regular booth.

Taking your paper and pen you walked over to them, “hello, what can I get you?” Lloyd opened his mouth but was stopped by your phone rining, you quickly took your phone out and saw your dog sitter calling, “sorry,” you quickly apologized and turned around stepping away a moment.

“Sarah?” you questioned, concern heavy in your tone. “I gotta go, my mom she had an accident and I-I don’t know. I’m sorry, I just don’t know what to do,” she cried into your ear.

“Hey, hey, hey it’s okay! Go to your mom and bring Alf here, don’t worry,” you tried to assure her as she continued crying, your heart ached for her. “Okay, I-I will bring-bring Alf over,” she hickuped between sobs.

She muttered a broken goodbye and hung up, you gave a shaky breath before getting back to the two mob bosses.

“Again, sorry, I- we had a little incident. Just uh give me your orders and, yeah,” you mumbled distracted, clicking your pen anxiously.

Andy and Lloyd looked at each other, both concerned. Lloyd gave Andy a nod, it was a silent understanding to find out if everything was okay and if they could help you. Andy took notice on the way you were clicking your pen.

Gently he laid a hand over yours to stop you from clicking the pen, your head shot up meeting his blue eyes.

“Everything okay?” he asked with a soft tone. You weren’t sure what to say, “nothing, everything’s okay,” you pressed out, “just order,” you demanded, pulling your hand away from Andy.

“We’ll take two cappuccinos, one blueberry muffin and a slice of pineapple cake,” Andy said and laid down the menu, he still couldn’t shake the feeling off and a look to Lloyd revealed that his thoughts weren’t any different from Andy.

“You got it,” you mumbled taking off to the make their order, Sarah didn’t leave your mind. She would come in any second and you had no idea what to with Alf, he loved to meet new people and was good judge of character. He might not be able to sit still.

Just then a loud bark echoed through the café, quickly you turned towards the door where you saw Sarah and Alf.

The moment Alf spotted you and teared himself from his leash to run towards you. Kneeling down you welcomed him into his arms, hugging him tight before setting him behind the counter.

“Sarah, don’t worry, you can and I will transfer you the money. Go be with your mom,” you told her and hugged her too. She nodded and squeezed you tight with a thank you, then she practically run out of the café.

Meanwhile Alf had moved from his place and skipped over to Lloyd who was taken back when the dog jumped up on the seat. The black dog nudged his nose against Lloyd’s arm who looked at Andy for help, he just shrugged with a smile.

Slowly his hand came up to pet Alf who enjoyed his attention, “did you know she had a dog?” Lloyd whisper-yelled at his partner and leaned his head towards him.

Alf seemed to understand him and followed after him, his rough tongue licking a long strip along his face. Lloyd’s face fell at the realization and Andy tried hard to keep his laugh in, slowly Lloyd turned his head to Alf who panted heavily.

Not even a second later Alf repeated his action, this time Andy couldn’t hold in his laugh.

That laugh snapped you from your moment and made you turn around in an instant. Your gaze found the booth of Lloyd and Andy with…Alf? What was he doing with them?

You walked over to them with a confused expression, Alf wiggled his tail happily, “hello there Alfi,” you greeted your dog with a smile. Then moved your head up to face the men, “what exactly are you doing with my dog?” your eyes squinted together.

“He licked my face!” Lloyd exclaimed, you raised a brow at his words, “he does that to people he likes, asshole.” Alf barked and you giggled, “you’re right, that fits,” scratching his head as you agreed with him.

Lloyd was confused and took a little offense, “wait, what did he say?,” “gotta get your order sorry,” you told him and walked away with Alf.

Andy watched the whole thing with an amused grin, Alf was the cutest dog he’s ever met and even from little he saw he knew that your bond was special. The brunette also liked that the black dog liked Lloyd and the man didn’t even make rude comment, he seemed to like Alf.

“You really wanted to meet them huh?” you asked him with a smile while scratching his head, Alf nudged his nose against your making you giggle.

“Well given that you are here now, you can’t just be lazy here,” you lifted your finger and acted like a parent teaching their kid something.  “You will wear this and help Wands and me,” you bound an apron around him that was specifically made for him.

It wasn’t too tight around his neck and torso, also not too long so that would step on it while he was running or walking around.

“You look fabulous,” Wanda praised Alf as she walked by, a huge smile on her lips. She loved Alf and often gave him treats behind your back, well you knew but she believed you didn’t and let her in the belief.

Alf wiggled his tail and trailed after Wanda, already knowing what she would do. Wanda looked at you with her sweet smile, trying to hide her next action.

You mirrored her smile and finished the mob bosses order, acting as if you didn’t catch on.

“Here you go,” you mumbled as you put down the food and drinks. “Thank you, sunshine, so I see you gotta dog?” Lloyd asked as he leaned back in the booth.

“Oh, you noticed that?” you said with sarcasm dripping from your voice. “I’ve never seen a breed like him, is he a mix and how did you come to the name Alf?” Lloyd seemed genuinely interested and even if you would try to deny it, he was actually interested.

Lloyd wasn’t fond of pets, especially dogs however something about this black dog was special. Aside from the fact that it was your dog he really wanted to form a bond with Alf.

“Yeah, he’s a mix of German Shepherd and Golden Retriever, well the name it just came to me you know? I remember when I met him for the first time…I just looked at him and thought of the name Alf, then he instantly came running up to me with his little fluffy legs,” you grinned and had a happy glint in your eyes as you thought back to said day.

Andy’s eyes were glowing, he loved the passion in your eyes and voice. He himself never had a pet but always wanted one since he was a young boy, now in his job it was difficult given he didn’t have time.

Maybe if you ever gave them a chance, he could experience what it’s like to have a pet, a dog. However Andy wanted to be with you before knowing you had a dog meaning this was just plus point.

“I see you still need cutlery, Alf?” you raised you voice, and Alf came skipping over to you a little basket in his mouth.

Alf held the basket over to Andy first who took a little fork and spoon, “thank you, buddy,” Andy scratched Alf’s head in a thanking gesture. Next Alf walked to Lloyd who took a little spun, “thank you, blacks,” Lloyd thanked him too and caressed his fluffy ears.

“Oh, you two already have nicknames for him huh?” you teased them with a smirk, no one could resist Alf not even the two scary mob bosses.

“You two can be glad he likes you, the last man interested in me left with a bite mark…and not from me,” you tossed over your shoulder before leaving with Alf to tend to the customers.

“She was nice!” Lloyd exclaimed excited, Andy nodded along with a smile, “she was and the passion in her voice…,” he agreed with a dreamy sigh.

You lead Alf back into the kitchen and closed the door before cuddling him excitingly with a huge grin, “you like them, you like them,” you kissed his furry head over and over again. It was rare for Alf to like any men that came into your life.

The only ones he had so far accepted were your dad, Bucky and Sam your two neighbours who were gay which could be a reason given they wouldn’t hit on you. Although you could swear you once saw them with a girl in their bedroom and you also had to admit you were a little jealous.

Unkown to you Wanda had entered the kitchen and saw your reaction, she knew she was right.

“Well, well, look at this…,” she teased you, making her presence known to you. A little squeak came past your lips, “woman! You can’t scare us like that,” you complained.

“Admit it and accept the date,” Wanda demanded, she always did this. She didn’t leave any room for arguments and her voice held power, she looked at you with eyes that bore deep into your soul.

One look at Alf showed you that Wanda might be right, but that didn’t mean that you would give them what they wanted right away.

“Fine, but if the date is shit-,” “my beautiful, stupid bestfriend, those two men come here every Wednesday for the past one and a half year which are like 72 Wednesday – not counting the ones on which we’re closed. You really want to tell me it would be a shit date? And please they’re gonna worship you.”

Her speech hit something in you, you hated it when she was right and for her calculation, but you wondered if she was right.

“Go out there and get you men,” were her last words before she left the kitchen.

Your gaze met Alf’s who wiggled with his tail, “well then let’s see,” you muttered and walked with him out of the kitchen.

With a tray you went over to the two men who seemingly just finished their muffin and cake, “did you enjoy it?” you asked them while putting the plates on the tray. “Tasted amazing sunshine, just like you I’m sure…, why don’t we find that out on a date?” Lloyd winked at you with a smirk.

There it was, Lloyd usual, stupid pick-up line. You hated those pick-up lines, it made your scrunch up your nose in annoyance.

“That’s disgusting, can’t think of anything better?” you questioned with a hand on your hip and a raised eyebrow, “also how come only you’re asking me huh?” you genuinely wondered that.

Andy had only asked a handful of times and then Lloyd took over. At the beginning you refused because you didn’t want them, but then over time half the reason was Lloyd stupid’s pick-up line.

“Well, Lloyd thinks if I ask you then the chance that you will say yes is a lot higher, he also wants to be the first one to win you over,” Andy explained. It was easy for Andy to say sweet and meaningful things, they came naturally to him when he thought or talked to a person that meant a lot to him.

For Lloyd on the other hand it was more difficult, day and day he tried to think of something that would sweep you of your feet, but the moment he saw you everything became blank.

The moment they walked out of the café, he would kick himself for the stupid line he gave you. Then Andy would try to cheer him up and try make him see that one day he would say the perfect words.

“Maybe he-,” your words were cut off by a phone ringing, a phone which belonged to Andy. He looked at you apologetic and answered the call, “yes? God, do you know what your job is? If you did then you would know how to do your fucking job,” Andy’s voice got louder, and something changed in your body.

Alf barked when he heard Andy swear and Wanda gave you the swear char over the counter which you held over to Lloyd.

“That’s five bucks, we don’t swear here,” you told him with a little grin. Lloyd raised his eyebrows and pulled out his wallet, opening it. His wallet was filled with hundreds which had your eyes widen.

He put in a hundred dollars, “what, no, no, Lloyd you can’t put a hundred in that char,” you tried stopping him, but he laid his hand on yours, “don’t worry about it sunshine,” “thank you,” you responded with warm cheeks, “food and coffee is on the house jerk,” you added and turned around to put the char back.

“Hansen, we gotta go,” Andy said as he hang up the phone, “I’m sorry darlin’, wish we could stay a little longer,” he took your hand and kissed your knuckles.

“Goodbye, sunshine,” Lloyd added and kissed your cheek. Both actions had your cheeks burning. Never before had Lloyd kissed your cheek, kissed your knuckles yes but, no, never the cheek.

The mob bosses left the café and within a second Wanda was at your side with a wide grin, “When’s the date?” To your surprise sadness ran through your body, “I was about to do something…but then they left,” you explained a little lost in your thoughts.

“I’m sorry…, they will be back next week though,” she tried to cheer you up, which didn’t work out all too well.

Outside Lloyd and Andy were driving towards their restaurant, “I kissed her cheek, Andy! Do you think I’m on a good way?” Lloyd asked his partner who smiled proudly, “you are on a good way, and I think she might be about to say yes…,” he trailed off while resting his elbow against the window.

“I just, she’s the first woman I really like, and I know you like her too, but for you it’s easy…you know what you’re doing,” the man opened his heart, it wasn’t very common however when he felt save with someone it was a lot easier.

“It’s okay, we are working on it, and I think she could be the right one for us, yes even you. She puts you in your place and you’re listening to her,” Andy chuckled lightly, and Lloyd joined knowing he was right.

Even he knew that he was an asshole and a difficult person, besides Andy there weren’t many people who liked him and could tolerate him. Maybe there was really only Andy who could…he didn’t know.

This was another point, he couldn’t place his own feelings, nor could he understand the feelings of others. Lloyd was able to see if someone didn’t like him, but if someone was nice? He thought they were planning something, he didn’t trust anyone except Andy.

When it came to his own feelings it was even harder, he knew when he hated someone, despised them, but when he liked them? All he knew was that he wanted to worship the ground you walked on every second of the day, he wanted to lay in bed with you and have you cuddle him until the morrow.

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Meanwhile you had clocked out and walked home with Alf. The events of today constantly replaying in your head.

Them quickly leaving made you rethink the decision of accepting the date, well you didn’t accept it you kind of rejected it. However, you were about to say something that would maybe let the date happen.

Of course, they would come back next week…right? Or maybe thought about and were tired of trying and now they wouldn’t come back, meaning you destroyed every chance because you weren’t in the clear about your own feelings.

Okay, take a deep breath. Everything was growing over your head, you needed a breather.

Putting Alf on his leash, he nudged your nose. It was like his own superpower, knowing when you were distressed and trying to calm you down.

With a thankful smile you hugged him, “thank you, it was just all too much for a moment. I mean look last week I was already not sure and today…you liked them, do you have any idea how much that means to me? For years you prevented me from bad people, you protected me. Does this mean they’re save?”

Alf answerd you with a bark which had you giggling, “good, then let’s go,” you said and opened the door for him

This time you walked a different route than normal, you wanted to test if the man would show up again – you also left at a different time.

Still, it was already dark, but you walked on a busier street which had lanterns and a restaurant, shops which were closed and bars. You felt a little safer here.

It took exactly five minutes for you to turn around again as a feeling was bugging you and he was there, the man was behind you again. Panic spread in your body and you picked up your pace, deciding to go into the first restaurant your eyes saw.

The woman at the entrance greeted you with a smile which fell when she saw Alf, “I’m sorry miss, we don’t allow pets here. You might-,” “please help me, there is a man, he’s following me!” you exclaimed.

She looked behind you and saw someone standing outside with his back to the restaurant, “that one?” she discreetly pointed at said men to which you nodded.

“Right this way,” she said and made a gesture to follow her and unknown to you gave a waitress a nod to the glass doors. She lead you into the back, it gave you a chance to briefly look around the restaurant, it looked elegant and as if only rich people ate here.

She walked up the stairs which led to a more secure area, a secret club it seemed. “My bosses can help you, I have a waitress keeping an eye on him downstairs. Don’t worry they will handle it,” she assured you with a comforting hand on your arm, “wait here, I will speak to them and then get you,” she added and vanished behind two big dark oak doors.

You stood there with Alf a little uncomfortable as you got weird looks from all the people around.

Suddenly the doors opened and your eyes widened in shook when you saw who walked out, how was this even possible? The chances were almost zero percent. Alf however jumped from your leash.

“Lloyd? Andy? What the hell?” you asked with furrowed brows while Alf already had his paws on Lloyd’s shoulders, “hey blacks,” he greeted the dog and caressed his soft ears.

“Darlin’ are you okay?” Andy asked, coming up by your side, confused you nodded your head however you couldn’t take your eyes of Alf and Lloyd. “Yeah, I just…panicked,” you said absently.

Andy followed your gaze and couldn’t hide his smirk, “they’re cute together huh?” he muttered against the shell of your ear and snapping you out of your trance.

“What? Them, no well Alf yes but not, uh Lloyd,” you tried to catch yourself without any luck.

Alf got down on his paws again and went over to greet Andy with the same excitement, “good to see you again buddy,” he smiled at the black dog and petted through his fur.

“Sunshine, why didn’t you tell us someone was following you?” Lloyd now came to you with concerned eyes. “Well I wasn’t really fond of you and it’s only been a few weeks at most, no big deal,” you tried to explain but soon realised they didn’t believe you one bit.

Lloyd gave Andy one look and immediately went down the stairs with the waitress, she showed him the man who was still standing there.

“Hey!” Lloyd made himself known to the man who looked at him lazily, “can I help you man?” the mob boss inspected the man more closely and he thought he looked familiar, but couldn’t place him yet.

“Why don’t we go inside huh? I think there is something we need to talk about,” he proposed, but left no room for the man to answer. Lloyd gripped the man’s shoulder and dragged him inside.

“Dude, really I don’t wanna talk, didn’t do a thing,” the creep tried to talk himself out, this had Lloyd chuckling, “aw pumpkin, how cute you think I care.”

They reached the upper club and Lloyd signaled two of his men to follow him into a back room.

Meanwhile Andy had sat you down on one of the cozy couches in the room, “darlin’ are you sure you’re okay?” he questioned again as he took your hand and rubbed patterns along the back of it while Alf had laid himself down on the couch next to you with his head on your lap.

“I’m not sure,” you admitted, this was all too overwhelming for you, “I think I’m scared, I mean of course I am. This man has been following me for so long and I went to police, they did nothing,” you breath became quicker and your chest tightened, it became harder to breath.

“Everytime, I noticed him, I thought he was gonna rape me or stab me, kidnap me. The feeling wouldn’t go away, I didn’t know what to do and today I took a different route but he was still there and what if he, what if…,” all damns broke loose, the tears came running down your cheeks.

Andy instantly wrapped his arms around your body, hushing your and wiping the tears from your cheeks. You kept sobbing and leaned against Andy wetting his dress shirt in the process, you clinged onto him. Finally feeling save.

Alf scooted closer to you until he was almost on your lap, he nudged his nose to yours in comfort. Your arms wrapped around his body, his head laid on your shoulder.

Your breath became calmer, the tightened chest slowly getting better. Andy saw the way Alf made you feel better with his presence and petted the dogs head, he looked into the loyal eyes and whispered, “good boy.”

Slowly you lifted your head and looked at Andy, “at the café…I wanted to say yes, I wanted to say, maybe he already won me over, but…you left…,” you whispered, it felt right telling him that.

Andy was stunned you told him that, but he wondered if it was only because you just cried your soul out and were hyper emotional. He didn’t want you to feel as if he used that to make you confess.

Your hand gently touched his cheek, “can I try something?” before Andy could answer you had your lips pressed to his.

The mob bosses breath hitched, and he didn’t know what to do, your lips felt so soft and wonderful, but it was wrong at the same time. Softly he took your chin between his fingers and guided your head away.

“As much as I enjoy this…you’re not in the right state. I don’t want you to feel like we use you,” he explained and pressed a kiss to your cheek instead, for this answer he got a big face lick from Alf.

God could these men get any better? You shouldn’t give them what they want yet, but maybe it was time. How should you know? Andy was here making you feel save and Lloyd was out there talking to the creep.

𝑻𝑯𝑬𝒀 𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑬𝑫 𝑴𝑬 𝑭𝑶𝑹𝑬𝑽𝑬𝑹 — @smile1318 @wintasssoldier @xcaptain-winterx @georgiapeach30513 @alina02 @rogersbarber @antisocialwritingx

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because my first instinct is to write about my issues to make myself feel better,, I wanna talk about chubby reader and gojo satoru. (cw: body image issues, touching, gojo being very aware of everything, him subtly “helping” you— not that you needed “help” but he does things without verbalizing it and it’s really nice uhm, making out, grinding, implied stuff that’s definitely naughty)

he’s just so… known. so popular. even if people don’t like him, everyone knows him.

you? your mind went blank when you first saw him. probably one of the most attractive beings you’ve ever see in person… on his way to pluck a spot in line and order from your cafe.

when it came his turn, it was all smiles for him— bright and friendly, shaggy white hair making him almost blinding if it weren’t for those damn sunglasses. Those glasses that never let you know where those icy baby blues were looking, which only made you feel like you could never be… off guard. Every angle had to be right and the clothes you were wearing always has to be complimenting to your figure— which was not hard, but sometimes, especially under his gaze, it felt like it.

it didn’t take long to realize that speaking to him was really easy. like stupidly easy; despite the fact that you were subconsciously flirting with someone akin to a god. he had started coming in regularly after meeting you, sticking around even after he got his drink, “you put something in my coffee and I won’t leave until you tell me what it is.”

you thought it odd at first, what is he doing talking to me? But then you realized, maybe he liked how easy your interactions were— extreme notes of sarcasm and creating stories for random customers was as natural to the both of you as breathing. So natural that it made your confidence sky rocket to the point that it was easier and easier to let thoughts on how your body might look… simply slip away.

but it wasn’t that simple. not when gojo started to become more handsy after a few hang outs outside of work as the friendship progressed. just your typical arm around the shoulder and sometimes along the waist, fingertips ghosting your arm, hand on your thigh, and so on. you’d never actually push him off, too happy about the contact itself, but you’re sure he’s felt you stiffen up. you’re also sure he’s seen you attempt to subtly palm your stomach and/or capture the thickness of your side in your hand— but he didn’t do anything.. at first.

he never made it a big deal. he never wanted to have a talk with you about it. he never wanted to do anything that made you uncomfortable, but the first time he moved your hand away from your stomach was when you were just hanging out at your place and he asked you out on an official date. the gesture itself had been apart of a skit you two were going along with— laughing about how people on love island would ask each other out if they weren’t thrown into a tv show— when he actually asked you out.

you did it subconsciously and without changing the mood, he gently grabbed your wrist and put it back to your side. there was a moment, a pause where you didn’t know what to do and how to act— but you knew how you felt. you felt like crying. but you didn’t. instead you took a crumbling sigh, allowed yourself to take a few deep breaths, told yourself it was okay for your eyes to water, that it was okay to feel the way that you were feeling, that satoru wasn’t judging you— that he was there because he liked you for you and thought that you were attractive.

after your breaths, you gave him a watery smile and told him, “you better pick the most expensive place, because we at love island don’t go for second rate shit.”

+++ (the lil naughty bonus)

your first kiss together was one thing- a quick subconscious peck that wasn’t serious at first. he was leaving because nanami called him in and as he was heading out the door— about to leave you in your jammies with the remote controller in one hand and a tub of popcorn in the next— he leaned in and gave you a fast kiss as if he was on auto pilot. and for someone who’s always on guard, this startled him too as he pulled away with wide eyes and parted lips; you only mirroring his expression. “We will… unpack that when you get back.” you trailed off, still thrown in the loop.

and unpack that you did. when he came back, there was almost little to no time from when he came through the door to when his lips were on yours. fast and needy turned into sensual real quick, both of you finding your preferred pace and place. he couldn’t resist pulling you onto his lap— which only pulled you out of place for a second. the unwanted thought had roared in your ear the moment his hands gripped the soft plush of the meat around your hips. but as violent as the thought came, it fell deadly silent as soon as those big strong hands of his forcibly ground your core onto his hardening cock, gojo thrusting up against you.

“Ah fuck!”

[appocalipse]

are the prompt list requests still open? if so, i'd like to ask for color with eddie please (if they're closed, then please just ignore this!)

thank you so much!

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hi i love u, sorry this took me so long </3 i'm sorry if i didn't do this prompt justice, but i've made it a part two to this drabble, hope it's okay 🥺 | rockstar!eddie

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"You look like you're pissed off," says Eddie, taking the plate you hold out to him.

You are pissed off. Well, maybe pissed off isn't the right term; it's more of a strange mix between despair and delight, between absolute happiness and extreme misery, but yes, it's there. 

Your mother had invited Eddie over for dinner — of course, she had — and now that you've survived the meal (which was punctuated by lots of praise for Eddie and lots of genuinely interested questions about how he's been doing for the past two years) she'd decided to 'go for a night walk', code for 'I'm giving you and Eddie privacy so you can work out whatever this is'.

Sometimes you almost wish she wasn't such a nice mom.

Cleaning up seemed like a much better idea than just sitting alone with Eddie, so that's what you're doing now — washing the remaining dishes while he dries and puts them away. Eddie still remembers where most things are; even that hasn't changed. Nothing about you seems to have changed, you think. You're still in the exact same place, the same person you've always been, while he's found a brilliant path that doesn't include you.

Being happy for him is easy. Forgetting what he means to you…not so much.

"Y/N," he says, and this time he doesn't move to take the plate you're holding out to him until your gaze meets his. "I'm sorry."

Eddie doesn't usually apologize. In fact, he usually doesn't do anything he needs to apologize for, and when he does, he usually apologizes through actions more than words. He'd bring you your favorite food, make you a new mixtape, rent a movie he knew you'd like. It's strange to hear him apologize, especially after all this time apart.

"About what?" you ask.

"About leaving."

It's not fair, you think. It's not fair for him to be so nice. He should have gotten stuck up and insufferable when he got fame like any normal young rockstar does. It would make it easier for you to get over him.

"There's no need to apologize for that," you say mildly.

Water drips from the plate you're holding onto the floor. You try to grab the dishcloth to dry it yourself, but Eddie doesn't let go. Instead, he pulls at the fabric and you stumble closer to him as he clearly wanted to, too close for comfort. 

Eddie has never acknowledged the concept of personal space — it's just how he is, how he's always been. Being this close to him never failed to make your heart beat faster.

"Eddie," you chide, the same tone as when you were kids and he needed to be stopped from going to far. 

He lets you get the dishcloth and just watches as you dry and put the last plate back in its place, slightly brushing past him as you do so. Eddie looks like he wants to say something but can't work up the courage to let it out. Your back is turned, but you don't have to look at him to know he's looking at you too — the butterflies in your stomach tell you as much.

When you do turn around, you confirm you're right; Eddie is leaning against the kitchen counter with his arms crossed, staring quietly at you. Awkward silences are a common occurrence between you two now, it seems, so you say the first thing that comes to mind in order to avoid it.

"I thought you hated yellow," you say, eyeing the T-shirt under the leather jacket he's wearing. It's by no means a bright yellow tone, one of your favorite colors, but it's still yellow.

"Uh," Eddie looks down like he doesn't remember what he's wearing. "Yeah, well, I guess I like it now."

"You do?"

"It reminds me of you."

There it is — the silence. The awkward silence. Eddie is much better at creating it than you are at avoiding it.

Fortunately, something else picks his interest pretty quickly.

"Did you get a tattoo?" It's a rhetorical question. He's past the initial surprise. Eddie already saw that you did — he had a good view of the design on the back of your shoulder as you reached over to put the plate away. 

He walks over to examine it with curious eyes and a sweet smile, long before you can protest. In fact, before you even know what's happening, he's standing behind you, fingertips grazing your bare skin as he brushes your hair off your shoulder to get a better look at the tattoo — and if just being in the same room alone with Eddie is already kind of complicated, let alone being this close to him.

He still smells the same as always. His fingers are still calloused from relentlessly playing the guitar. It's a window to the past.

Damn halter dress. What a bad decision it was wearing it tonight. You should have pretended to be sick so you wouldn't have to come down to dinner. 

Eddie's fingers trace each line and shape of the tattoo on your skin as if he wants to memorize it. He's so close you can feel the heat of his body and you're tense, too tense for you to explain why without saying something silly.

"It's pretty," Eddie practically whispers, not taking his hand off your skin. "Suits you."

It's overwhelming, all of this. You only realize you're holding your breath when you're forced to breathe again, and then you force yourself to turn around to face Eddie.

"You went alone?" he asks quietly. The promise of another awkward silence is suffocating, so you say the first thing that comes to mind — it just so happens to be the truth.

"Steve went with me."

This seems to take him by surprise. Eddie even looks a little hurt; you know him well enough to read it in his expression even if it quickly disappears.

"Steve, huh?" he tries to sound normal, but he doesn't. He sounds almost…jealous. Is it possible? Judging by the way he's looking everywhere but you, it seems to be. "Are you two like, a thing now?"

Wait. Wait.

"'A thing?'"

"You know what I mean."

No, I don't, you're about to say, wanting him to spell it out for you so you could be sure he was, in fact, jealous; but then, something else occurs to you.

"We went on a date," it's not a lie. Technically. You're also not telling the entire truth though. How Steve was nice and sweet and funny and it still wasn't enough because he couldn't be who you really wanted, how the night came to a close sooner than it should have.

Eddie doesn't need the entire truth — his mind is running wild already. "A-and how was it?" he asks.

Are you imagining the desperation in his eyes, the need to know?

"It was…" Useless? Enlightening? A complete waste of time? "...nice."

"'Nice'? Just 'nice'?"

Oh, boy.

"What do you want me to say?"

"I don't know, I-" Eddie shrugs, but you can see the frustration he's so desperately trying to hide, subtleties that would go unnoticed by pretty much anyone but his best friend — former best friend, you remind yourself. "So you're together now?"

"No!" You don't want to tell him that, but you can't drag Steve deeper into this mess. It wouldn't be fair. "No, we're not. He's just-"

A friend?

"-boring?" Eddie offers. He doesn't really think so. In fact, he likes Steve, likes him a lot; he'd go as far as to say they are friends. But the devil on his shoulder has been yelling at him since you told Eddie about that stupid date.

The date itself might have been a bit boring since you could only ever see Steve as a friend, but you're not about to tell Eddie that — in fact, you seem to take it personally, he notices, blood rushing to your cheeks. 

"No!" you say firmly. "Steve was nice and funny and a gentleman, and he would never-"

Eddie kisses you. It just happens…just like that. One moment you're going on and on about how wonderful Steve is; the next, he's taking your face in his hands and pressing his lips on yours like he couldn't have done anything else.

You inhale in surprise as he presses on, the kiss growing desperate when he crowds you into the wall. Eddie is certain where you hesitate, your hands not quite knowing where to go as one of his slides down to wrap around your waist, fingers squeezing softly at your skin. His other hand gently holds your jaw, thumb caressing your cheek ever so slightly.

You're out of breath when he pulls away. Eddie rests his forehead against yours for a moment, lips almost touching, so close you're breathing the same air. 

For the first time, he doesn't have anything to say.

You look at him with a question in your eyes — a thousand questions, really, standing very still between his body and the wall. Why, how, what if; he doesn't answer any of them, looking back at you with the same kind of hesitation you're feeling. It's like setting foot in a foreign land.

Then, you hear the front door opening. It's like something clicks inside of your mind, prompting you to move.

"Shit!" you whisper, ducking under Eddie's arm just as your mom appears in the kitchen.

You look guilty, you know that. Maybe even slightly disheveled, to be honest. And Eddie is not helping your case standing there scratching the back of his head while your mother eyes you both suspiciously.

"Did I miss something?" she asks, trying for nonchalance but missing it by far. You can all but hear the excitement behind her words.

You have no idea, mom.

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paring: sebastian vettel x fem!singer!reader summary: pilots should learn not to comment on their favorite artists . . . or maybe this is their tactic to get what they want writer: the oldest thing in my drafts, it clearly had to be my first passion in formula 1, one of the reasons I liked watching it, listening to Florence + The Machine, I just wanted to leave my love for sebs on record

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yourusername I came for the pleasure, but I stay for the pain . . . New album DANCE FEVER. Out April 19 💙

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yournameupdate MOTHER IS BACK!! THIS IS NOT A DRILL

ynlnthinker EVERYBODY AND THEIR CHILD FREAKING RIGHT NOW

ynlnandthesiix not her coming back after years with new music and pretending to be normal

vettelchild somebody please check on sebs, i think the man is dead right about now

leclerccough just saw sebastian vettel himself in the likes, she posted it like 2 min ago???

patitowifey father is a hardcore fan just like us fr carlandomind I didn't even know he had Instagram??? pastryf2piastri pretty sure is a fanpage, there is nothing published yet

yournamecuunt Rumors of her divorce emerged in 2020 and she disappeared from the map and now appears with an album out of nowhere

andthesixburner queen behaviour???

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lovingwags New wag in the paddock?

seen at the Australian GP with some friends and members of the band that makes up her shows and team, yn ln was present at the Australian GP, ​​we cannot confirm which garage she was in, but I think we all have a certain hope of one in specific ( Sebastian please makes us proud

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strollmothering That one blueyfever on twitter beign right all along

blueyfever OF COURSE I FCKING WAS formulaonfacts CAN'T FREAKING BELIEVE IT

ynthinker SCREAMING, CRYING AND THROWING UUUP

minivettel5 This woman is a freaking goddess

vettelhamm Sebastian must be just killing himself right about now

33tororoso Do we, Sebastian Vettel's children, finally have a mother?

maziemillian Isn't he like . . . married? blueyfever yeah! to her!!!! formulaonfacts okay grandma let's get you back to bed

whatamaxemmil I can't wait for blueyfever to be right

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yourusername for years and years the words you didn't let me write suffocated me, the art you never let me see blinded me, the places you left me humiliated me, but finally my Graceland gained a different meaning and I'm no longer stuck in the bathroom with the same headache, everything you wanted from me didn't belong to you and I finally found someone who would give me the pen and not cut out my tongue, all my love, my affection, my future and my choices belong to him.

Because of him I have Dance Fever every night.

DANCE FEVER is yours to listen now.

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yournameupdate OMG IS THAT????

ynlnthinker THAT IS SEBASTIAN VETTEL HIMSELF

vettelmemes OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG

vettelchild WHAT DOES THIS MEAAAAAAN

formulaonfacts BLUEY WAS RIGHT WT???

lecfosi BLUEY THE OLDER WISER SIBLING charles_leclerc no? that would be me maxverstappen1 you are neither charles_leclerc I am her favorite lance_stroll keep dreaming

yournamecuunt the grid competing more for her mother's love than for the world championship

georgerussell63 You haven't seen them in person.

sebastianvettel posted a new video.

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yourusername It's been three years and a pandemic of an intense creative process, four years of silently recording every movement of my life until dance fever came to me and was finally delivered to you, four years surrounded by incredible people, and as a thank you for me Wait patiently over the last four years, I'll be sharing a little of what I've been going through.

the Dance Fever bts is now on YouTube, I'm sorry for the length, it's been four years of recording.

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charles_leclerc it's 2 in the mornig

yourusername and why aren't you sleeping, pretty sure already put you in bed?

maxverstappen1 I just stopped my sim race to watch something I basically live? yeah

vettelchild my god the amount of content from yn and sebastian, now I have diabetes and i'm still at 2019, they weren't even dating

lecsainzfosi wait . . . WHAT?

lance_stroll I will assume you got to 2020 and 2021 charles_leclerc often sleep on the sofa in their house during these landonorris you and practically everyone on the grid, even Lewlew charles_leclerc yeah but i am her favorite lance_stroll still on this?

yournamecuunt Now that you are intertwined in the world of F1, do you think Lance should just leave?

yourusername Hell no, that is my child, giving my life for him to be happy, never did anything wrong, will never do , everyone who complains about him just wants to make noise and distractions and isn't worrying about the race tsunodaaaa on my way to make a fanpage for this mother and son duo

The soft tendrils of dawn's first light seeped through the curtains, casting a warm, golden glow upon the tranquil morning. Sebastian, now retired from the racing circuit, still grappled with the novelty of no longer being tethered to the demanding schedules of tracks worldwide. Yet, awakening beside his wife, cocooned in the serenity of their home, provided a deeply soothing sense of contentment.

As Sebastian nestled closer to his beloved, he could feel her gentle warmth radiating beside him. She slept peacefully, her worries and the frenetic pace of everyday life momentarily suspended. Ever since Bee came into their lives, their nights had become a balancing act between tending to their child's needs and stealing moments of rest. But on this particular night, they had slept deeply, as though replenishing themselves from an extended bout of weariness.

Her locks cascaded like silken waves over the pillow, delicately shrouding her serene countenance. The soft curves of her features bespoke the tranquility she had discovered in that fleeting moment of repose. A fond smile tugged at Sebastian's lips as he recalled the countless nights spent awake with her, cradling her in his arms as she delved into the depths of her creative musings. The restorative embrace of a full night's sleep had invigorated Sebastian. He savored a newfound sense of peace and autonomy, a luxury he hadn't known since bidding farewell to the adrenaline-fueled world of racing. Now, he could devote more of himself to his growing family, witnessing Bee's milestones and relishing in the simple joys of marital companionship.

As the world beyond their bedroom gradually stirred to life, the couple remained ensconced in their private sanctuary. Yet, the tranquil ambiance was momentarily shattered by the soft whimper of Bee, captured by the electronic monitor stationed nearby. With a reluctant sigh, Sebastian's wife stirred beside him, bidding farewell to the depths of slumber.

"Sebastian, your daughter wake up . . .", she groaned, as Bee's gentle cry pierced the stillness of the morning, the woman instinctively buried her face into her husband's chest, seeking refuge from the beckoning call of their daughter. Her soft sobs muffled against the warmth of his embrace, a silent plea for a few more moments of respite.

Sebastian couldn't help but chuckle softly at his wife's playful attempt to evade the inevitable. With a tender affection, he ran his fingers through her hair, soothing her frazzled nerves with each gentle stroke. Her muffled laughter reverberated against his chest, a testament to the enduring bond they shared, even amidst the chaos of parenthood. As Bee's cries persisted, Sebastian's wife reluctantly peeled herself away from the sanctuary of his embrace, a resigned smile tugging at the corners of her lips. With a loving glance exchanged between them, they silently acknowledged the shared journey of parenthood, filled with its moments of exhaustion and boundless love. With a whispered promise to return, Sebastian's wife slipped out of bed, ready to embrace the day and tend to their beloved daughter.

As the soft hues of morning bathed the room, casting a gentle glow upon their cozy sanctuary, the woman returned, cradling their precious Bee in her arms. Each step she took seemed to echo with the tender rhythm of maternal love, her eyes alight with a serene radiance that mirrored the dawn's gentle embrace.

Sebastian's heart swelled with affection as he watched his wife approach, the ethereal beauty of motherhood emanating from her every movement. With each delicate sway, Bee stirred slightly in her mother's arms, her angelic face still adorned with the remnants of sleep. As his wife drew nearer, Sebastian's eyes sparkled with an unwavering adoration, a silent testament to the profound love he held for both his wife and their darling daughter. In that fleeting moment, the world seemed to fade away, leaving only the tender bond that bound their family together.

Bee, with her tiny hands outstretched, reached eagerly for her father, her sleepy gaze melting hearts with its innocence. Sebastian's heart skipped a beat as he eagerly scooped her up, enveloping her in a warm embrace that radiated with paternal love. With a contented sigh, his lover gently lowered Bee onto the bed, where the little one wobbled unsteadily before finding her footing. With a gleeful giggle, Bee propelled herself into her father's waiting arms, her laughter filling the room with its infectious melody. Sebastian's heart swelled with pride as he cradled their daughter close, showering her with affectionate kisses that elicited a chorus of delighted squeals. In that moment, surrounded by the warmth of their love, Sebastian's wife couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude for the family they had created together.

As she reclined on the bed, a gentle hand instinctively drifted to her burgeoning belly, where new life stirred with the promise of tomorrow. With each fluttering kick, her heart overflowed with anticipation, a silent prayer whispered for the blessings that lay ahead.

In the tranquil embrace of their shared love, Sebastian's wife felt as though she had finally found her own personal Graceland—a haven of warmth, purity, and boundless affection. And as the laughter of her husband and daughter echoed through the room, she knew that their home would forever be filled with the sweet symphony of love's enduring melody.

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sebastianvettel My Dearest,

As I sit down to write these words, I find myself immersed in thoughts of you, my heart overflowing with emotions that words alone cannot fully capture. Each day spent by your side feels like ascending to a throne, where you reign as my sovereign, my King. Your presence in my life has granted me a sense of liberation, a feeling of being truly Free from the constraints of the past.

Our journey together has been a whirlwind of joy and passion, a dance of souls caught in the frenzy of love. In your arms, I've discovered a rhythm unlike any other, a Choreomania that consumes us, leaving us breathless yet exhilarated. Whenever I find myself away from you, it's as if I've returned to familiar grounds, back in the embrace of a familiar town. You are my anchor, my sanctuary, my safe haven — a feeling encapsulated in the phrase Back In Town.

Together, we stand united against the odds, defying conventions and societal norms. We are rebels, fighters, Girls Against God in a world that seeks to confine us. In the depths of night, you are my beautiful paradox, my Dream Girl Evil. Your essence is both enchanting and mysterious, a captivating blend that keeps me endlessly intrigued.

Within the walls of our home, our love becomes a sanctuary, a Prayer Factory where we offer our hearts and souls in devotion to each other. It is here, in the sacred space we've created, that I find solace and strength. You possess a wisdom and insight that transcends time, a gift akin to that of the mythical Cassandra. Your intuition guides me, leading me towards a future filled with hope and promise.

In your arms, I've found my heaven, my nirvana — for Heaven is Here, whenever I'm with you. Your presence alone is enough to transform the ordinary into something extraordinary, turning mundane moments into memories I'll cherish forever. Your smile, like a radiant daffodil in a field of blooms, brings light and warmth to even the darkest of days. With you, each moment becomes a celebration of life, a testament to the beauty of love.

My love for you knows no bounds, transcending the limits of time and space. You are my guiding star illuminating the path before me with your boundless affection. Even in moments of separation, I exercise restraint, longing to hold you close yet savoring the anticipation of our reunion. Distance may test us, but it only serves to deepen my love for you, fortifying the bond we share.

Together, we are a force to be reckoned with, a Bomb waiting to explode with passion and desire. In your arms, I find solace, security, and an overwhelming sense of belonging. You are my muse, my inspiration, my Mermaid of the depths. Your allure is irresistible, drawing me in with your ethereal beauty and grace.

My dearest, these words pale in comparison to the depth of my affection for you. You are the beating heart of my existence, the light that guides me through the darkness.

With all my love,

Sebastian

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charles_leclerc alright gonna wrap it up, never gonna be this kind of romantic

carlossainz55 not even shakespere thought about writing something like that, mate

maxverstappen1 When will it be my turn?

kellypiquet what? maxverstappen1 when will it be my turn to be this romantic

lance_stroll MAMA AND PAPA

fernandoalo_oficial beautiful letter, really big, not gonna read but it's wonderful

jensonbutton I've never seen anyone who had so much to say, my god lewishamilton stole all the romance of the century landonorris That's why we live in the century of whoredom

yournamecuunt DID HE JUST MAKE A LETTER WITH ALL HER SONGS IN ORDER?

aussiegrit he's crazy romantic sentimental like that

motheryourname why hasn't yourusername commented yet?

lance_stroll She's here crying like hell at Sebs' farewell party alex_albon She's been really emotional today, with the party and everything. landonorris It's the hormones of this new pregnancy ynthinker THE WHAT sebastianvettel Lando??? yourusername FOR FUCKS SAKE landonorris sorry, sorry SORRY MOTHER

[suhnshinehaos]

˚ ༘⋆｡˚ free falling

synopsis : nobody believes yn is in a relationship with their boyfriend, mark lee. why? he's a member of a famous band and yn's simply a cafe owner that likes to interact with the fandom on twitter pairing : mark lee x gn!reader genres : smau, fluff, the tiniest bit of angst, band au, cafe au

part one : don't tell

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from reese, with love

and so we begin... i hope you enjoy reading and this gives you something to look forward to ! thank you for reading and as always, i would love to know what you think ! asks/replies/rbs are much appreciated !! hope you're all doing well and taking care !

[www-jungwon]

between the lines . yjw

[fall_ing for the cute guy who works at the bookstore]

pairing ! jungwon x bookworm!gn!reader

1/7 of elena’s autumn enhypen series !

genre ! strangers to lovers, bookstore trope, mainly just fluff

summary ! the love story between you, a bookworm, and jungwon, the cashier at your local bookstore. (it starts with a book recommendation)

tw ! mentions of drinks (coffee), addictions (only to caffeine), money, jungwon actually being the cutest thing ever

wc ! 3k

ft. coworker heeseung

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the guy behind the desk is unfairly pretty. he must be new; you’ve never seen him working at the bookstore before and you definitely would’ve remembered the way the autumn light highlights the details of his face, teeth sliding over his plump lower lip. his elbow rests on the wooden desk, silver cash register gleaming to the right. he leans his chin on his fist, head tilted forward interestedly as he reads his book on the desk. you watch him flip the page, delicately resting his fingers on the side with less pages to hold it open. he reads something that makes him smile softly, eyes round and innocent, and you wonder how someone can look so ethereal just reading a book.

turning back to the new releases shelf with your heart racing slightly, you scan the rows of books. this past month has been one of the worst months of new releases you’ve seen since you started coming to this bookstore. against your will, your hand hovers over the shelf, sliding off a romance book. you can’t talk to him without a book, right? that would be weird. you pretend to read the back even though you already did when you came here last week, eyes retracing the same dull words. you drag your thumb over the paperback cover, sneaking a glance at the desk again.

he’s talking to a customer now, smile soft and easy on his lips as he hands them their book.

you swallow, trying to look away as he opens his book again, the customer leaving out the windowed door. he settles back into the same position with his chin resting in his fist, following the words like a cat chasing a laser pointer, eyes big and focused in a way that makes you want to scream into your hand. taking a deep breath, you walk over to the desk, weaving through the large number of people squeezed into the bookstore and gently place the book onto the counter in front of him.

he looks up, eyebrows raising naturally and you try not to smile at how cute he looks. 

“oh, sorry, would you like to buy this?”

“yes, please,” 

he nods, sliding the book over the scanner and your eyes fall onto his nametag. jungwon, it reads, handwritten letters traced on. it matches him, you decide, the way he writes, the way the script slants to the left and how the thin lines that indicated the way he didn’t pick up his pen drag between the letters.

“is that everything for you today?”

you startle out of your thoughts slightly, “oh, um, yes, thank you.”

“it’s, um, a good choice.”

“sorry?”

“it’s a good choice.” he nods at the book. “i liked that one.”

“oh,” you say, “oh, um, really?” it’s confusing, the way he makes your thoughts mix, in thrall of him, but it’s also the most lovely feeling you’ve ever experienced.

his smile envelopes you in softness. “yeah, it was really good. i liked the character dynamic and…yeah.”

the back of the book described the main character to sound stupid and unlikable, but you nod anyway.

leaving the store with your unwanted purchase, you step into the fall-kissed street, swipes of red and orange littering the tops of the trees. as a leaf falls through your view, softly swaying from side to side in the breeze, you think of him, a smile falling onto your lips almost involuntarily, except you want to smile, thinking of him.

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you didn’t read the book. in fact, you came back to return the book, which was bought under duress. sure, the duress happened to be wanting an excuse to talk to the prettiest person you’ve ever seen, but duress is duress, right? it’s not until you see the aforementioned pretty cashier from last time that you realize it’s a thursday. his shift day. this is not good. 

“oh, um, hi again,” he smiles.

your eyes flick down to your book bag, which is holding the book. the one he liked. the one he said was a good choice.

“hi,” you smile.

“did….did you like the book?”

“oh, uh, yeah, i- i did. i really liked it. the character dynamic was really good, like you said.” 

you hear a snicker, gaze shifting over to his coworker, who grins at jungwon teasingly and then turns to look at you.

“sorry, just ignore me.”

jungwon’s gaze snaps over to him, glaring.

“heeseung, don’t you have to go restock one of the fantasy shelves?” he narrows his eyes.

you and heeseung look back at the fantasy section simultaneously, which is completely full.

heeseung laughs, furrowing his brow in fake concern,“definitely, yeah, no, totally. i mean, how could i forget? gotta restock the fantasy shelves because they’re so empty.” he strolls off to the shelves, grinning at you as he leaves.

“um, sorry about him, so, how can i help you?”

you open your mouth, and your lips stay parted for a few seconds as you realize you don’t need help with anything.

“oh, uh…could you give me a recommendation?” 

“sure! so,” he pauses, blinking. “you liked that book?”

“um, yeah, i- did,”

he pauses, thinking about something.

“well, the author has written a lot of other books that are kind of similar-”

absolutely not. “oh, i was looking for something a little different, just because i’ve kind of been reading a lot of books like that recently.”

“well, in that case, this is my favorite book, which i recommend to everyone, but it’s almost incomparable to that, uh, book.” 

“oh, that’s totally fine. how much is it?”

he opens his mouth, then pauses. “oh, uh, we’re- we’re actually sold out…but you can have my copy…”

he holds out a worn paperback to you, golden lines stretching over the cover. 

“sorry, i know it's kind of old..it’s okay if you don’t want it, but i thought i would offer it to you. we’re getting another shipment next week.”

“oh, i can’t take your copy, that’s-thats yours-”

“no, it’s totally fine, i have other editions, but this one i was just rereading at work, ‘cause i like to read my notes.”

great. so he’s smart and pretty. not a big deal or anything.

his fingers fidget with the pages as he pushes it closer to you.

heeseung walks back behind the desk at that moment, freezing when he sees the book on the countertop.

“jungwon?” he asks, tone incredulous.

“what?” jungwon sighs.

“is that- your copy?”

“obviously?” he raises his eyebrows exasperatedly. 

heeseung gapes, laughing slightly in shock, gaze sliding over to you. you shrink slightly in embarrassment, although you’re not sure of what.

“go. away.” jungwon hisses.

“what do you want me to do, restock the sci-fi section?” he grins, and you glance back at the sci-fi section, packed full of people.

“shut up,” jungwon slides his hand over his face and heeseung holds his hands up, turning and going into the back of the store.

“sorry about him. again.” jungwon slides the book towards you again.

“oh, i-” you hesitate, knowing how sacred your own books are to you, but your fingers close around the edges. “thanks, i’ll- when do you want it back?”

“oh, you can just bring it back whenever.”

you smile, and it isn't until you’re long out of the store that you realize he remembered you, out of the huge crowd of people from last time and the specific book you bought. and that today was the last day for returns, so you just wasted 10 dollars. but talking to jungwon is worth it, to you.

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you haven’t stopped thinking about his book the entire week, or him.

you watch him blow hair out of his eyes, lower lip folding over the upper one. he curls his fingers into his cheek, chin resting in his palm as he serenely reads another book on the counter. 

you read his book in one sitting, curled into your couch for three hours as you pored over his little annotations, thoughtful notes penned into the margins in his perfectly messy handwriting. there was something so personal about seeing his notes on his favorite book, like a piece of his soul, and they make you want to protect him with your whole being. they were so intelligent, your mind keeps drifting back to your first encounter, imprinted in your brain.

 “i liked the character dynamic and….yeah.”

odd, for someone who wrote about the symbolism of the wind in specific contexts for each chapter and small hints of foreshadowing that built throughout the novel, but maybe it’s harder for him to say his thoughts then write them.

you set the book down on his counter, watching the way he blinks cutely in surprise as he looks up, being taken out of his book.

“oh, hi,”

you smile, “i brought your book back,”

his eyes widen in excitement, although he tries to mask it, “did you like it?”

you take a deep breath, the power of the book consuming you. “i need a moment.”

he laughs at your dramatics, putting his chin back into his hand so he’s looking through his lashes at you. 

“you liked it, then?”

you nod wordlessly, watching his eyes light up.

“oh my god. finally. i’ve been trying to get my friends to read it forever but they won’t because it’s so long. it's so good, right?”

you laugh at his excitement, something about it seeming so precious, “i read it in one sitting.” 

he grins. “me, too, the first time i read it.”

you rest your hands on the counter, becoming enraptured by your conversation, ranting over your shared opinions and the absolute crime it was for the author to kill off that one character. you’re not sure how you end up sitting behind the counter next to him, talking in between him checking out customers’ books.

he laughs at your sarcasm over details of the book, grinning so cutely when you become passionate about the decisions of certain characters, and you watch the way his eyes light up when he talks about the genius moves of the author. at some point the conversation shifts, and you talk about everything. your hobbies (aside from reading of course), how autumn is both of your favorite seasons, why the author absolutely needs to release the sequel sooner than the scheduled date, and you’re so swept away by the conversation that you don’t notice the time. 

you’re not sure how long you’ve spent talking to him when you leave, the sky having dimmed into the glow of dusk. 

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you step into the bookstore, eyes landing on jungwon sitting at the counter, watching as he flips through a book again, looking up at the sound of the door clicking behind you. he makes eye contact, catching you staring at him and you turn away quickly, hiding behind the new releases shelf again. you don’t actually have any books you want to buy, you’re really not sure why you even came to the bookstore today. you definitely didn’t go out of your way to make sure you could go on a thursday, his shift day, and you’re only holding the coffee that he mentioned he wanted to try last week because you were going to the coffee shop anyway. but now that you’re in the bookstore, you can’t even get a book off the shelf because you’ve got both hands holding coffees, so you shyly step around the shelves, walking over to the counter.

“i was, um, i was gonna get a book- well, i brought you coffee, and now i can’t get a book because, my hands are, um, full,” you set down his coffee on the desk.

he gasps, “pumpkin spice latte! you remembered!” he looks up at you, eyes big and innocent and precious. “i have a gift for you, too,” he pulls out a new copy of his (and your newly) favorite book from under the desk, “we got the restock, and they tend to sell out pretty fast, so i saved you a copy.”

you blink, “oh my gosh, thank you so much,” you reach for your bag.

“oh, i- um, already paid for it.” he pushes the book towards you and you look at him incredulously.

“let me pay you back!”

“no, it’s okay, you bought me coffee,”

you shake your head at him resignedly, watching his softly cheeky grin expand. “now i have to buy you coffee, like, every day, though,”

“i mean, it’s only actually worth, like, two coffees-”

“books are worth ten coffees, especially books that someone saves you when he thinks they might sell out, those are worth at least twenty.”

he grins at you, “it’s okay, i promise! you’re going to get me addicted to caffeine,”

“how are you not already?”

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you stretch up to the top of the shelf, fingers grasping at the book, but you can’t pull it off, letting your hand drop to your side as you lean back onto the ground off your toes.

you feel a warm arm wrapping around your waist, fingers tightening into your hip securely, causing you to fall back into the figure behind you in surprise. you look up to see an arm effortlessly sliding a book off the highest shelf. your book. you turn around, gaze falling on the nametag in front of you, and it’s jungwon, the one handing you the book. he smiles shyly.

“hi,” he mumbles, cheeks flushing slightly.

you swallow, “hi,” you say, breathless. his face is so close to yours you can feel his breath falling over your lips.

 his arm slips off your waist like an afterthought, his proximity lingering on your mind the rest of the week.

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“you weren’t, um, here last week,” he closes his book softly, your eyes drifting distractedly to his fingers slipping off the edge of the cover.

“oh, um…” you snap back to him, “oh, yeah, i was sick,” you had tried to go but you literally couldn’t get out of bed, and when your friend came over she looked at you like you were crazy when you said that you wanted to go to the bookstore, insisting that you were much sicker than you actually were because there was no way you in your right mind you would want to go to the bookstore while ill.

recently you can't be sure whether you're even coming to the bookstore for books anymore.

he nods at you. “well, i’m glad you’re feeling better now.”

you nod, “thanks, it was kind of a rough week.”

he nods, swallowing and then looks down at the counter. he fidgets with his book, running his finger over the edge of the pages. “i, um, i was wondering-” he looks back up at you, licking his lips. 

“god, finally!” 

you jump slightly, looking over at heeseung. “i’ve been waiting for this moment this whole month. it was so annoying, hearing him go on about you every single shift. and last week he was so worried-”

“heeseung!” jungwon hisses.

“wha-oh,” heeseung says, seeing your confused expression. “sorry, i only heard the first part of your sentence and got excited. go on,”

jungwon glares at him until he leaves, slipping into a crowd of customers.

“um, what were you gonna say?” you ask.

“oh, um, i was wondering,” he pauses, “i mean- i actually really hated that book.”

“what?” you squint slightly in confusion.

“the romance one. when you first came in, i just wanted to talk to you. i really hated the character dynamic, but for some reason it was the first thing i could think of to compliment” he blurts, “and- and heeseung was making fun of me for giving my book to you, because i guard it with my life, i won’t even let him touch it, and i- i just gave it to you, which is kind of crazy, i’d only talked to you once before but i memorized your eyes and your smile and then i just gave it to you, and i think you’re really pretty and i really, i’ve really enjoyed our conversations? and i was, wondering if you- if you maybe wanted to go out with me? maybe to a cafe? or something?”

butterflies rush into your stomach, warmth enveloping you comfortingly.

“i would love to,”

he smiles, wide and genuine, and you melt, drowning in him, in the eyes of the pretty guy behind the desk.

end. 

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a/n ! OMGGGG i stayed up late so many nights to write this and now i'm sleep deprived so if no one reads this i will shed actual tears also i think im in love with bookstore trope jungwon/this readerwon dynamic 😭😭😭😭

this fic is part of my enhypen autumn collection ! send an ask or comment to be added to the taglist <3

taglist :

@mrchweeee @aureliaxuuu @miyseung

[wintfleur]

omg heyyy, I’d love to read something of how they would react if Juliette, mat and Quinn are out on a date night, and then when they’re out they get swarmed by paps and they’re kind of taking up their personal space and Juliette starts getting anxious??🤍

ᥫ᭡ Lights, camera, acción!

﹕─┈ pairings ( Mat barzal x Leclerc f1 driver oc! x Quinn Hughes )

°. — details ( g; angsty. w; angst, the paps being fucking creeps. Mentions of the paps trying to see under Julie’s dress. wc; 2.2k )

au masterlist - everything for the AU is under #🍂 ͡ ꒱ Juliette Leclerc

˖ ་ 💭 roro’s notes ( hi lovely , tysm for sending in a request !! This is like the first fic I’ve really written for this au so I had so much fun !! So sorry it took so long to get out !! Hope you all enjoy it , and please let me know what you guys think !! )

˖ ་ 💭 roro’s notes ( also !! I know this is a bit unrealistic because of the privacy laws and restrictions on professional photography in Monaco . . . but let’s just pretend those don’t exist for the sake of this fic please )

“We watched that last time” Quinn complained as he set down his glass of wine on the fine white tablecloth. The linen was so soft, softer than some blankets that he's slept on in the hotels he's stayed at, but he didn't expect anything less from the very nice restaurant Juliette had taken them too. 

He licked his lips, cleaning them of any remnants of the red wine that he knew wouldn't be able to pronounce correctly. What he did know was that his girlfriend sounded incredibly hot pronouncing it and he knew Mat felt the same way with how he bit his lip and adjusted in his seat, turning his attention towards the beautiful view of the sunset covered sky that they got from sitting on the patio. 

“So? Then we can watch the second one” Mat was quick to come up with a solution to their ongoing problem of picking a movie for tonight. Mat wanted to watch The Hangover again, Quinn didn't, and Julie was not going to get between them on this topic again. 

“What do you think sweetheart?” Mat turned his playful glare away from Quinn and to Juliette who had her elbow on the table, her chin in her palm as she watched the two playfully argue with a fond smile on her red lips, her own glass of wine long forgotten. 

“I think” Juliette leaned closer to the two as she spoke slowly, the chill air of Monaco giving her bare arms and legs goosebumps. She watched as both of their gazes fell to her cleavage, lingering on the necklace with their initials decorating her neck. She could tell by the way both of their breaths hitched that they thought she was going to turn there night towards a different direction. Julie gave them a teasing smirk as she continued “That I'm going to pick the movie tonight” 

“So, what you're saying is that we're watching twilight again?” Quinn teased with a smile as he leaned back in his chair, just itching to slip out of his whitebutton up shirt that Mat had picked out for him. Julie had a habit of watching the same group of movies depending on the time of the year and how she felt. And she was really feeling Edward Cullen as of late. 

“I'll even let you guys pick which one!” Julie giggled as she reached for her glass, taking a large sip of the expensive wine. Mat and Quinn could definitely tell that the wine was starting to get to her, she was far more giggly than usual. And with how she kept on nudging her stiletto foot against their leg, touchy as well. Two Telltale signs that she was tipsy. 

Mat and Quinn got lost in their own thoughts as they looked at their girlfriend who sat across from them, their thoughts very similar. Julie looked so ethereal under the fairy lights that hung across the patio, her smile and the look in her eyes were driving them crazy. They both desperately wanted to go home . . . or at least make it to the car. 

Quinn cleared his throat and turned the conversation into a different direction, he could see the look in Mat’s eyes, and they still had to wait for their desert to arrive, and mat wasn't one with patience. Julie slowly sipped on her wine as she listened to her boys talk, tilting her head to look out at the night sky with watchful eyes, just taking in the sweet moment of being with her lovers, in her home city. 

The sweet moment was ruined when she felt a cold chill run down her back, and it was like the calm air around them totally shifted into a tense and uncomfortable feeling. She felt like she was being watched. She looked back to Quinn and Mat who were smiling all lovey to each other, neither of them seems to have the same feeling she did. 

She sat up straight in her chair and quickly looked around the empty patio when she heard the subtle sound of a clicking. That anxiousness and fear started creeping up in her bones at the thought of them being watched, please not again. She cut off their conversation with her anxious tone “Did you hear that?” 

Mat and Quinn were quick to halt their conversation when they heard the desperation in her voice, a look of worry coming across both of their faces. Quinn was the first one to speak up while Mat reached across the table to rest his hand on Julie's trembling hand that rested on the table, caressing her soft skin with his thumb “No, what did you hear?” 

“I could have sworn I heard a camera click” Julie frowned as she looked behind her one more time, all she could see was the building next door and a little bit of the busy street. She couldn't see anything from the ground level. Quinn also looked around and he couldn't see much from where they sat “Maybe you misheard? 

Click!

The throuples heads all snapped towards the sound, Mat moved his hands from Quinn's thigh and Julie's hand and stood up from his chair and walked past the empty table next them to see over the protective railing. His eyes widen when he sees a man standing next to a light post on the street, a big black camera in his hands, pointed right at them. Mat clenched his fists as he hissed in anger “What the fuck” 

“Come on we're leaving” Quinn sighed as he stood up from his chair, holding his hand out to help Julie up. Julie was quick to get up and hold onto Quinn's arm, the world slightly spinning from her getting up so fast while being tipsy. Mat flips the man off before turning around and making his way back to the table, pulling his wallet out and leaving several bills on the table, not caring if he overpaid, it would be a nice tip. 

He followed them off the balcony and through the restaurant to the back exit that led to where her car was parked. Julie leaned against Quinn's side as he led them towards the door, mat was practically seething as he walked behind them, he hated how insensitive people were, it was disgusting how the paparazzi's treated Julie. 

Mat rested his hand on Quinn's lower back as he moved in front of them to open the door for them, he was angry, but he still made sure to smile at them both as they walked out of the door. Quinn could see the anger in mat’s eyes, and he could see the anxiety in Julie’s, he hated how such a good date night turned sour because some people were such fucking creeps. 

Quinn wrapped his arm around her shoulder, and she snuggled closer to him, his body warmth protecting her from the chill breeze of Monte Carlo. Mat quickened his steps so he could walk on the other side of Julie, his shoulders were tense as he kept on looking around them, hoping that his gut was wrong and that there weren't more paparazzi. 

They were quiet as they walked to the small car park, but the silence was quickly gone as they turned the corner to the car park. Julie let out a gasp of surprise and stepped back in shock at the loud shouts and flashes from the pictures being taken. Quinn was quick to gently pull Julie behind him, hiding her from the paparazzi that stood next to their car waiting for them. 

“Juliette! Juliette smile!” The paparazzi all screamed their names, shouting out questions and demands. The three of them knew better and kept their mouths closed, not giving them any attention that they desired. Julie winced and closed her eyes; every loud click and shouts made her flinch and move closer to Quinn who was leading her towards the car. 

Mat quickly pulled out the keys and unlocked the car for them to quickly get in, standing behind them protectively as the paparazzi's moved closer to them, they were surrounded, and mat was doing everything to hold back and not shove them away. Julie squeezed her eyes shut and trusted Quinn to lead her, her heart felt like it was going to shoot out of her chest. The flashing lights and the shouting made quick work to give her a headache, the wine in her bloodstream not helping. 

Quinn quickly opened the backseat door and helped Julie in the car while Mat got in the driver's seat. Quinn quickly stood behind her as she got in when he noticed one of the paparazzi crouching down, hoping to see up her dress. Quinn sent him a heated glare before getting in the backseat with her and closing the door. Mat quickly locked the doors and started the car. 

Julie slumped in the middle seat, leaning her head back with her eyes still closed as she tried to calm down. Quinn moved closer to her and softly brushed her hair out of her face, leaning down to place a soft kiss on her forehead as he whispered “It's okay honey, they can't get to us in here. Your safe” 

“Those fucking creeps, there lucky i didn't run them over” Mat hissed angrily with a scoff as he pulled out of the parking lot and into the streets. Quinn kisses Julie's forehead again as she cuddles into his side, Quinn says Mat's name in a calm town, wanting him to calm down before he gets too worked up. 

Mat lets out a heavy breath telling himself to calm down, he quickly looks in the rearview mirror and frowns when he sees the upset look on Julie's face, Quinn was playing with her trembling fingers, knowing that it would help calm her down. Mat asks softly, "Sweetheart, are you okay?”

“I’m sorry that I ruined our date night” Julie murmured sadly, so quietly that Mat almost didn't hear her from the front seat, Ignoring her boyfriend's question. Juliette had terrible luck with the paparazzi, they never left her alone, to the point where she’s had to move twice from the fear of her being watched at her home. A fear that made her anxiety even worse. 

Mat’s heart broke at how dejected she sounded, and he wished he could just give her a big hug and kiss all her sadness away; he would make sure to do so when they got home. It hurt both of their hearts to hear those words coming out of her mouth, especially when it's definitely not her fault. Quinn frowned and continued to play with her hands and hair “it's not your fault angel, please don't say that” 

“Yeah, it's those assholes' faults, besides we have a whole lot of night left” Mat was quick to reassure her, they hated seeing her upset and sad. Mat made eye contact with Julie through the rearview mirror when she lifted her head from Quinn's chest. Mat sent her a flirtatious wink “And i know a lot of ways we can enjoy out night” 

A small chuckle leaves Julie’s lips at Mat’s flirting, he never failed to make her smile. Both of them smiled at the sound of her laughter, happy to have cheered her up. Quinn pressed a quick kiss to her temple before saying sweetly “There’s that pretty smile we missed so much” 

Julie felt her heart flutter as she tilted her head to look up at Quinn, he looked so handsome. He had some stubble from not shaving this morning, his longer hair was a little messy, and God that smile on his lips. Quinn looks down at her with a teasing smirk before glancing at mat “Awe look Shes blushing too” 

“Where did your dirty little mind go sweetheart?” Mat teased as he leaned back in the driver's seat, his right hand falling in his lap as he drove with one hand. He glanced at her through the rearview mirror as he continues to speak “I was talking about us cuddling on the couch watching twilight and eating some sweets” 

Quinn laughs along with Mat when Juliette lets out a loud groan at their teasing. She playfully pushed Quinn away, but he just grabbed her hands and pulled her closer, she was practically in his lap now. Quinn gently cupped her chin and pulled her into a soft kiss. Julie hummed and closed her eyes, her hand coming up to cup his jaw as the kiss got heated. Julie could taste the wine on his tongue, and she wanted more. 

Mat bit his lip to hold in his groan at the sight of the making out in the back of the car, having to stop himself from pressing hard on the gas to get home faster. Julie slowly pulled away from the kiss and sat back in her seat in the middle, crossing her arms over her chest with an embarrassed pout “I hate you both” 

“No, you don’t” Mat smiled as he pulled into the street that led to the apartment building where Julie's penthouse was located. Julie scooted forward in her seat, leaning forward between the driver and passengers' seat to place a quick kiss on his before falling back in her seat with a surprised squeal when mat suddenly drove over a bump, Quinn had grabbed her, and his look of worry turns into a smile at the giggle she let out. 

 “No, no i don't” 

˖ ་ 💭 roro’s notes ( this is so poorly written omg I’m gonna sob 💔 )

°. — taglist ( @lovings4turn @toasttt11 @cixrosie @ru-kru @alwaysclassyeagle @theopenlocker @lavisenri @callsignwidow @willowpains @winterbarnesblog @yoontwin )

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[mazeinthemiroh]

I think watching a scary movie w ateez as ur s/o would be so cute cuz there giants so if get scared u can hide behind them but if they get scared then u would bd trying to calm them down like some big puppy or smth 😭

ateez watching scary movies with their s/o

genre: headcanons; crack, fluff

warnings: cursing

please like and reblog if you enjoy <3

hongjoong

so loud and for what

the only time he asks for cuddles is if he's watching a horror movie

otherwise, he just plays hard to get ahem

halfway through the movie, he starts criticising the acting/directing like why-

his anticipation of something bad happening intertwined is all too much but hongjoong can't help but comment on the cheesy music chosen for this particular scene-

seonghwa

cuddles up close to you

claims it's to comfort you but...

we know he'll need it too

arms around you at all times in some sort of death-grip

shields your eyes aware if there are any really horrible bits

but can't seem to tear his own eyes always and then he's traumatised

yunho

in my opinion, yunho is the safest option here

for one thing, he digs horror movies

he likes to cuddle in general so will totally let you snuggle up to him if you're scared

and he doesn't get particularly scared himself so he chill

will comfort you like the good man he is

just so <3333

yeosang

seems unbothered through most of it

but jolts and jumps out of his skin at the jumpscares

he's not particularly scared tho

doesn't let go of your hand throughout the movie but that's just cos he's comfy like that

it's what yall do!

prefers watching stuff like coraline and nightmare before christmas rather than actual horror movies

san

this poor man's nerves-

comfort him :( pretty please?

he questions his life choices bcs how on earth has he wound up watching a horror movie?

not happy, very sulky

buries his head into the crook of your neck

super clingy but very cute <3

you'll have to comfort him the whole night

mingi

scared and just not ready for this type of intensity

just wants a chill night, he didn't sign up for this

will talk during most of the movie to distract himself from the scary parts

even though he's a big boy, he's clinging onto you when it gets more tense

screams in your ear like a banshee

you'll probably be deaf by the end of the night

wooyoung

shrieks till his heart's content

you guys usually watch movies in his bedroom so every time you scream the members come in and tell you guys to shut tf up

which you don't.

likes making fun of the characters sometimes

and mostly telling them

"don't go in there it's a trap... you idiot??????"

jongho

not afraid of anything

will take the piss out of you if you're scared, laughing in your face because it's so hilarious to him

but also tells you to be quiet if you're yelling too loudly cos he wants to watch the movie

rude >:(

but makes up for it by letting you eat his candy and popcorn :)

[thatjadedhotmess]

Just imagining making Diluc wear a strawberry beanie you hand knitted for him. You and him were chilling at the Dawn Winery when you asked if you could measure his head. He just looked at you weird for a moment before he reluctantly agreed and sat in front of you so you could comfortably measure his head.

A few days later you walked into the Winery, this time, carrying a small paper bag with you. Being curious, he asked what was in the bag.

Bad idea. Because next thing he knew, you pulled out a strawberry red beanie. In front of a bunch of customs at that. It had the leaves on the top and even had little seeds all around it making it look even more realistic.

His face just flamed red as he watched you move towards him, a grin on your face as you beckoned him to come towards you, which he did to your surprise. But not without grumbling out a small, "I'll get you back next time." as you put the beanie on for him.

His customers cooed at the sight while he looked at you begrudgingly, a scowl on his face even though you could tell he was enjoying it; enjoying being the reason you were a giggling mess as you pinched his cheeks softly.

But to really top your day off? A moment after you put the beanie on you guys see venti marching in, whistling a tune as he closed the door behind him.

"Yoohoo diluc, look who's back, that's right is your favourite customer- holy oh my god." he gawked, staring at Diluc who was now red with a strawberry beanie on his head and you smiling at your work of art.

"Be right back Diluc. gotta spread the breaking news-"

"DON'T YOU DARE YOU DRUNK BARD."