mastermind - part one
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MONACO 2024
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aurorabutton a little pre-monaco grand prix dump featuring father dearest being a menace and saturn being the best boy ever
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fernandoalo_oficial your father has never looked better than he does in that picture
aurorabutton that's what i said but he complained about the horrible photo for an hour
fernandoalo_oficial que dramático 😂
user1 aurora what driver are you rooting for this weekend?
aurorabutton the hometown hero of course!
logansargeant so fuck me i guess?
aurorabutton tell james to stop being a pussy and give you the same upgrades as alex and then we can talk about me rooting for you
logansargeant williams admin, she's joking i swear
aurorabutton no, i'm not
williamsracing 🤨🤨
jensonbutton have kids they said, it'll be great they said, turns out they lied.
aurorabutton i'm a delight to be around father!
user2 saturn, leo, and roscoe meet up when?
user3 the three most spoiled pooches in the world becoming besties would be iconic.
user4 aurora, what do you think about lewis moving to ferrari?
aurorabutton it's about time someone got rid of that fraud at ferrari
user5 close enough, welcome back untrained pr charles leclerc
aurorabutton that may be the greatest compliment i've ever received
maxverstappen1 do my nights of babysitting you mean nothing? you can't even cheer for me?
aurorabutton YOU WON ALMOST EVERY RACE LAST YEAR EXCEPT FOR 2? STOP WHINING?
mickschumacher yeah max, stop whining
maxverstappen1 i hate both of you
user6 love that she's choosing to ignore singapore.
aurorabutton singapore never happened last year?? what are you talking about?? i don't remember that race happening??
user7 poor max catching strays from aurora and mick
aurorabutton poor max cries to marley and me
maxverstappen1 shut the fuck up?
jensonbutton don't speak to my child that way verstappen
maxverstappen1 SHE JUST SENT ME A TEXT CALLING ME AN UGLY RAT?
aurorabutton snitch.
natalia_leclerc so this is my fellow 55 hater?
aurorabutton oh my god. it's me! i'm a carlos sainz hater!
natalia_leclerc jenson, i'm stealing your child. she's mine now
oscarpiastri wow, in a hurry to replace me already? you just got me?
jensonbutton please, take her.
aurorabutton wow dad. just say you hate me or something
aurora button so who's the kid hanging out with charles leclerc?
mick schumacher kid? what kid?
aurora button the one that looks like a lost puppy?? wearing a bright red shirt?
max verstappen that's literally just ollie?? why??
aurora button why is he wearing bright red shirt?? he does know this is the red bull garage right?? not the ferrari garage??
max verstappen he drives for prema in f2?? why do you care??
aurora button i was just confused?? i was going to accuse him of espionage for sainz
mick schumacher wait a damn minute
mick schumacher YOU KNOW WHAT PREMA SHIRTS LOOK LIKE! YOU USED TO WATCH ME RACE!! WHAT THE HELL IS THIS ABOUT??
aurora button i did?? i don't remember that??
max verstappen now hold on just a fucking minute... aurora middle name button...
aurora button what??
mick schumacher i may be an idiot but i'm an idiot with a girlfriend
max verstappen i also have a girlfriend but i'm confused if we're thinking the same thing
aurora button you have a mom not a girlfriend.
max verstappen STOP CALLING HER THAT!
aurora button the entire internet thinks so too...
mick schumacher don't change the subject!!
mick schumacher i know what you are aurora button
aurora button what?
max verstappen enough of this cryptid shit. you like oliver.
aurora button what the fuck? who the fuck is oliver?
mick schumacher deflection.. interesting..
max verstappen OLLIE!! YOU LIKE OLLIE!!
aurora button wow all that from a text asking who the fuck that was?? he could be pulling a spygate??
mick schumacher you're an idiot.
aurora button fuck you guys. i'm never talking to you two again.
max verstappen okay sure. we'll see how long that lasts. i give you two hours.
mick schumacher i give her one
aurorabutton posted new stories
someone clearly ruined his childhood if he's doing this shit as a grown man
oh great, it's the american weirdo
might be surrounded by weirdos (logan and max) but at least my shoes look cute
lewishamilton replied to your story
lewishamilton be honest, did you force him to do that?
aurorabutton i'm flabbergasted you would think that lowly of me lewis
lewishamilton i know you aurora. you used to put fish in my drivers room when you were a kid
aurorabutton okay fine, i did do that to you, but no i didn't force him to do that. he did that all on his own actually. i don't why. must have something to do with the childhood trauma he has or something.
alex albon replied to your story
alex_albon why is logan like that?
aurorabutton i don't know. my theory is that he was dropped on his head as a child
alex_albon hmm, that could be it.
aurorabutton by the way, is lily available to grab lunch?
alex_albon i knew you were going to steal my girlfriend this weekend at least once.
aurorabutton oh albono, it'll be more than once
natalia_leclerc replied to your story
natalia_leclerc cute shoes, where'd you get them?
aurorabutton excuse me while i go scream...
natalia_leclerc i'm sorry??
aurorabutton i literally love you. you're my favorite wag.
natalia_leclerc thank you. love you too?
aurorabutton holy shit, i can die peacefully.
SPAIN 2024
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aurorabutton españa, i came, i saw, i yelled at (1) annoying spanish man. oh and i met this weird guy in red bull gear who said he drove cars in circles?
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user7 acting as if she didn’t break f1 twitter with her revelation
user8 serving cunt must be a button trait
user9 alternate caption could be: españa, i came, i saw, i exposed (1) annoying spanish man for being in love with his ex-teammates wife and how hard he tried to break them up so she could run to him. oh and here's max verstappen i guess ❤︎ by pierregasly, aurorabutton, alex_albon and others
user9 oh these guys are so messy and i am here for it
maxverstappen1 fuck you too i guess. that's the last time i ever let you crash in my room because all the hotels were booked up and your lazy ass couldn't decide if she wanted to go to the spanish gp or not
user10 damn max no need to expose aurora like that
aurorabutton we both know that's a lie maxie taxie
user11 did you guys share a bed or something?
maxverstappen1 i slept on the couch, i'm not weird like that
aurorabutton i've known this nerd since i was kid, kelly can keep him...
user11 i can't tell if this is a diss towards kelly or not
jensonbutton i see we're excluding the text message where you told me, 'that ugly spaniard is going to catch these fists.'
fernandoalo_oficial that better not have been about me?
aurorabutton i can't believe you would think this way about me fernando? you are the handsome spaniard my father is in love with.
jensonbutton as the children say, why am i catching strays?
aurorabutton YOU'RE THE ONE WHO ADMITTED ON THE INTERNET THAT YOU WERE IN LOVE WITH HIM?? I'M JUST REPEATING WHAT YOU SAID??
user12 she lives for reminding us that she hates carlos sainz
user13 has she ever said why she hates carlos? other than the shady as fuck shit he and his family do?
aurorabutton he used to be apart of our nepo-babies group chat, but after we (max, mick, and i) realized he always blamed other people for the shit he did we (i) kicked him out and we haven't spoken since. cut to a year later and all this shit with charles is happening at ferrari.
user13 oh. that explains it
oscarpiastri not pictured is her jumping on logan's back and clinging like a koala
aurorabutton good times. 10/10 experience
logansargeant it may not be pictured here but boy is it doing rounds on twitter and tiktok
olliebearman the weird guy in red bull gear kicked me out of his drivers room for 'stinking up the place' whatever that means
maxverstappen1 YOU WERE EATING A RAW ONION IN MY ROOM?!
olliebearman listen there was 50 pounds on the line. mama didn't raise a bitch verstappen.
maxverstappen1 what kind of idiot would bet you 50 pounds for that?
paularon_ jeez, i wonder who would do that...
maxverstappen1 you're both idiots
AHEAD OF SILVERSTONE 2024
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aurorabutton the world's biggest carlos sainz haters finally met and in the words of kendrick himself, "it's always been about love and hate. now let me say i'm the biggest hater. " i bet that jobless guy just shit himself seeing this on instagram
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jensonbutton is this what the kids call messy?
aurorabutton yes father, this is me being messy
jensonbutton i've never been prouder to call you my daughter
aurorabutton so fuck my academic achievements i guess
jensonbutton you know what i mean
user14 tagging him is a new level of messy
user15 no one knows messy like aurora button. she grew up during peak brocedes civil war, she knows messy the best
user16 SEB LIKED THIS??
user17 of course he did, he's team charles all the way
natalia_leclerc i don't think i've ever had a gossip session quite like ours and i know pierre and esteban
pierregasly we are not that messy
estebanocon we ARE that messy
user18 oh that's mother and daughter. i'm sorry jenson, she's no longer your daughter, that's a leclerc now.
user19 jenson button losing his daughter to the leclercs was not on my bingo card but honestly seems about right.
carlossainz55 very mature
aurorabutton oh now you wanna talk maturity? weren't you the one telling the media i was a nepo-baby when EVERYONE knows that move you pulled on charles in spain was stupid?
logansargeant maturity is not trying to make a move on your teammate's girlfriend
oscarpiastri maturity is knowing to take no for an answer
patriciooward maturity is not crying to the media when your teammate races better than you
olliebearman maturity is not trying to break up your former teammate and his girlfriend all because you can't take no for an answer. good thing robert doesn't have a girlfriend for you to try to manipulate or steal
charles_leclerc can you just shut the fuck up for once in your life?
natalia_leclerc what can we say, we really are the biggest haters. go tell that to the spanish media
arthur_leclerc this is new levels of embarrassing carlos.
bensantos_ruiz go cry to your dad about that
user20 the leclerc-ruiz family gagged him
ollie bearman-leclerc betrayal doesn't even begin to cover what i feel
ollie bearman-leclerc mother hates me
ollie bearman-leclerc i've been disowned in the cruelest way
oscar piastri-leclerc what is this guy yapping about now??
logan sargeant-leclerc oh my god he's so dramatic
pato o'ward-leclerc it's okay, we know he gets it from dad
charles leclerc what's wrong ollie?? and fuck you pato
natalia leclerc ollie, what happened? charles, don't speak to our son that way
ollie bearman-leclerc YOU HAPPENED!! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME!!!
natalia leclerc me? what did i do??
ollie bearman-leclerc you know what you did
pato o'ward-leclerc ollie, i don't think she does that's why she's asking.
ollie bearman-leclerc oh
natalia leclerc por dios, igualito a su papa
logan sargeant-leclerc update, i figured out why ollie is salty
natalia leclerc wait, IS THIS ABOUT AURORA?!
oscar piastri-leclerc oh my god. all of this over a girl?
ollie bearman-leclerc SHE'S NOT A GIRL! SHE'S THE LOVE OF MY LIFE!
logan sargeant-leclerc you tell jenson that yet?
ollie bearman-leclerc i don't understand why i couldn't be invited to hang out with you two? i feel excluded
charles leclerc to be fair, they didn't invite me either? aurora said it was a 'girl's only day lechair' which is quite rude but okay
ollie bearman-leclerc YOU TALKED TO HER? DIG THE KNIFE IN DEEPER WHY DON'T YOU?
charles leclerc you are so dramatic oliver
ollie bearman-leclerc YOU LEFT YOUR DREAM TEAM BECAUSE YOUR ASS WAS GOING THROUGH A MIDLIFE CRISIS!
charles leclerc MIDLIFE CRISIS?? HOW OLD DO YOU THINK I AM??
pato o'ward-leclerc at least 69. i have to say, you aged beautifully.
logan sargeant-leclerc thought you were at least 38
oscar piastri-leclerc 50??
charles leclerc fuck everyone here but my wife
ollie bearman-leclerc i mean, you have done that, that's why she's pregnant.
natalia leclerc OLIVER!
logan sargeant-leclerc let him speak 🗣️
oscar piastri-leclerc you're booing him but he's right??
charles leclerc you're all grounded.
pato o'ward-leclerc I DIDN'T EVEN SAY ANYTHING??
charles leclerc i know your ass laughed patricio
pato o'ward-leclerc this is why i am so glad i'm an indycar driver
aurora button max emilian verstappen. who the fuck is the room next to you??
max verstappen charles is? i think? please tell me he's not having sex with natalia again. i've suffered though that enough
aurora button no, but there's screaming?? and i think they're watching bluey? i heard the themesong
mick schumacher you think or you know?
aurora button i don't appreciate the sass schumacher
max verstappen just asked charles, nat and the children are in their hotel room. they are in fact watching bluey
aurora button great, i'm going over. i want to watch bluey and i'm alone.
mick schumacher why are you rooming with max? you could've gotten your own room?
aurora button i tried, but they were all booked up. max's room has two beds, so i'm crashing with him.
mick schumacher oh, so are you going over because you're lonely or because you like ollie?
aurora button i don't like him. he is cute but i don't like him.
max verstappen is this- this is the first time aurora sophia button is admitting she finds someone cute?
mick schumacher your middle name is sophia?
aurora button no...
max verstappen you don't know her middle name?
mick schumacher i'm sure i do know it but i always forget it? half the time i think your full name is maximilian and not max emilian
aurora button we can only blame jos verstappen for that name
max verstappen my mum named me.
aurora button everything is always jos' fault. sophie is an angel.
mick schumacher preach sister
max verstappen both of you can go die
aurora button aww, i'm telling my dad
max verstappen die.
mick schumacher are you two sure you aren't siblings?
aurora button bitch please, i'm way prettier than sid verstappen over there.
max verstappen shut the fuck up barney
mick schumacher i think she's more of a blues clues
aurora button i'm definitely a power ranger you fake bitches
max verstappen no, you're the one little alien in that movie with the boy. the one with the long fingers.
aurora button I AM NOT FUCKING ET YOU BITCH!
mick schumacher oh my god. one day of peace is all i ask for.
ollie bearman-leclerc WHY IS SHE HERE? WHO INVITED HER??
natalia leclerc max is in a meeting and she was alone oliver. be nice.
oscar piastri-leclerc HE'S ACTUALLY STUTTERING?? SOMEONE RECORD THIS SHIT!!
charles leclerc RECORD HIM! I WANT TO SEE THIS!! I CAN'T BELIEVE I'M MISSING THIS!!
pato o'ward-leclerc RECORD HIM! SEND THE GOODS OVER PIASTRI-LECLERC!
logan sargeant-leclerc HE'S BLUSHING! HE'S REDDER THAN A TOMATO!
natalia leclerc i think it's adorable.
natalia leclerc and he just ran out of the room.
ollie bearman-leclerc all of you are fake, except for mom.
charles leclerc the fuck did i do?
ollie bearman-leclerc YOU ASKED FOR VIDEO PROOF?!
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ollie bearman-leclerc IS THAT AN AUDIO OF YOU LAUGHING AT ME??
logan sargeant-leclerc actual tears in my eyes right now. this shit is hilarious
natalia leclerc currently questioning what the fuck is wrong with you boys??
ollie bearman-leclerc they're fucking bullying me.
oscar piastri-leclerc it's the least you deserve as the youngest.
ollie bearman-leclerc i'm not the youngest, leo is
logan sargeant-leclerc we're not going to bully a dog ollie, we're not that cruel
aurora button i'm like 90% sure he hates me?? i never did anything to him and he hates me??
mick schumacher and what gave you that idea baby button??
aurora button he ran out of the room when i got here?
max verstappen charles has been laughing at his phone for 5 minutes. and i'm pretty sure he just played an audio of someone laughing like a maniac.
mick schumacher do you think the leclerc family has a groupchat?
max verstappen i know they do. natalia added us to it and i'm like 95% sure she made a new one after.
aurora button AND YOU DIDN'T ADD ME TO IT?!
max verstappen you're not even close to being a leclerc
mick schumacher yeah aurora, he's charles' mistress
max verstappen maybe if you dated ollie i could add you to the group chat
aurora button oh my god i don't like him!
mick schumacher then why do you care what he thinks?
aurora button i have this thing where i need to be universally liked by everyone
max verstappen what about carlos??
aurora button carlos can go stub his pinky toe on every possible surface he can.
aurora button i hope both sides of his pillow are always warm.
mick schumacher why do you have such an intense hatred for carlos?
aurora button the question is why don't you??
max verstappen he called her dad a mid-driver one time in a conversation. he tried to play it off as a joke but aurora's hated him ever since.
aurora button that shit wasn't a joke and at least my dad is a world champion. you don't see me joking about how jos verstappen was a shit driver and max is better now do you?
max verstappen you do that constantly. you tell me that all the time
mick schumacher in her defense, your dad was a shit driver compared to you. like me with my dad
aurora button you were stuck with fucking haas, nikita, and gunther. how the fuck were you expected to improve??
max verstappen you were shit because you were with haas. if the car was the way it was this year i'm sure you would do great
mick schumacher you guys are great when you aren't yelling at each other
max verstappen i've become reluctant to the fact that she's never going away.
aurora button he secretly likes me
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The Neighbor. Chapter 2
Summary: The story takes place in the real world. Shanks, your unbearable neighbor, makes you a proposition that you're unsure whether to reject. It could be the start of a friendship, or maybe something more?
SHANKS X YOU
WARNING: Except for the first chapter, the rest will contain scenes of sex and violence, making this fanfic strictly +18.
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"I'd rather freeze," I whispered to myself.
"Are you coming or not?" Shanks repeated as he approached the porch of his house.
"I'm not going into a stranger's house, thanks."
"You're friends with Luffy, right? Tell him you're at my place, and tell your friend too. Anyway, I don’t think I’m a stranger. I wasn’t going to do anything weird to you."
"That's what you say." The truth was, the cold I felt was unbearable. I figured if I told Nami or even Luffy and something happened, at least they’d know where I was. "Fine, but as soon as Nami arrives, I'm leaving."
Shanks left the bags at his door and walked over to where I stood, shielding myself with the umbrella. "Shall we?" He started walking. I had to jog a little to catch up and fit under the umbrella. As we passed by his car, I noticed it was the same Range Rover that had splashed me earlier.
"Hey! You were the one who drove through a puddle and soaked me!" I said, pointing at my drenched clothes. Shanks scanned me from head to toe with his eyes, licking his lips as he did. Realizing it, I felt so embarrassed. Was he checking me out? At that moment, I couldn't tell if it disgusted me or if I liked it.
I snatched the umbrella from his hands and ran to his front door. "Open up, I'm freezing to death, you freak."
Shanks hurried to the door, running his hand through his wet hair. Damn, he might be older, but he looked amazing. He quickly opened the door, holding it for me to pass.
"Don't look at my butt," I said curtly.
Shanks burst into laughter. "Do you ever relax? What do you think I am, some pervert? A kid like your little friends?"
I entered the house quickly, and honestly, everything was perfectly decorated. Every piece of furniture, every painting, was meticulously placed, and it was all beautiful. There were paintings, statues, and various trinkets from around the world, along with elegant rugs, sofas, and tables.
"Do you like it?" Shanks asked with a smirk as he leaned, arms crossed, against one of the tables.
"Don’t get ahead of yourself. I’m not as easily impressed as your other friends."
Shanks laughed out loud. "Come on, you'd better take a shower before you soak all the rugs in the house."
"A towel will do."
Shanks motioned for me to follow him to the bathroom. We went upstairs to a huge room with an even bigger bed, and behind one door, the bathroom. "There’s the shower and towels. Do whatever you want."
The bathroom was enormous, with a large shower and a jacuzzi. Clearly, the man had money, unlike our rented house where the faucet barely worked.
Once inside, I locked the door. I didn’t want that pervert opening it or trying anything. I took off my wet clothes, trying to spread them out as much as possible on a radiator on the wall. I took out my phone again to see if anyone had messaged me, but there was nothing. I called Robin, and finally, it started ringing.
"Y/N? Is everything okay?" Robin answered on the other side of the line.
"Are you with Nami? I locked myself out and can't get in," I replied, hoping Nami was there.
"HEY Y/N!!! COME HERE NOW!!!" I heard Luffy shouting in the background.
"I don’t have my keys, and my clothes are soaked. I need to wait for Nami to get home. Luffy, I’m at your friend’s place."
"Okay, Y/N, I’ll try to contact Nami, or if she comes here, I’ll tell her to bring you the keys," Robin replied.
"HUH? What friend?" Luffy could be heard asking in the background.
"Shanks."
"That’s awesome! Have fun!!! I didn’t know you two were hanging out!" Luffy responded without thinking.
"Luffy, he's just my neighbor, that's all," I said, knowing he wouldn't understand the situation and would keep thinking there was something going on with Shanks. "Robin, we'll talk later. I'm fine. I hope Nami replies soon."
"Don’t worry, I’ll keep an eye out. Call me if anything happens."
We hung up. I grabbed a towel and got into the shower, cranking the water up to boiling. I really needed it; my body warmed up almost immediately. Shanks’ smile when he looked at me came back to my mind, and I found myself daydreaming about his body and that smile.
Someone knocked on the door. "I left some clothes on the bed. I imagine you’ll want to change; I doubt you can wear your own," Shanks said from the other side of the door.
"Thanks," I replied, unsure of what else to say and feeling embarrassed by my recent fantasies.
I finished showering and wrapped the towel around myself, slowly opening the door just in case he’d decided to wait for me in the room. But no, even the bedroom door was now closed. I quickly grabbed the clothes Shanks had left—a pair of sweatpants, a hoodie, and some slippers—and took them back to the bathroom to change, feeling secure knowing the door had a lock. When I was ready and mentally prepared, I checked my phone again, but still no word from Nami.
I hesitantly went downstairs. Shanks was in the kitchen, leaning on a high table while looking at his phone.
"Want something to drink? Are you hungry?" he asked, not taking his eyes off his phone.
"I’m fine, thanks," I replied, feeling a bit awkward, rubbing my arms to warm up a little more. "My name’s Y/N, by the way."
Shanks lifted his head and walked out of the room, returning with a blanket. "Here… Y/N," he said with a smile on his face again.
He placed the blanket over my shoulders, brushing my body lightly with his hands. I shivered, feeling his warm touch on my skin, and a part of me wished that moment would never end.
"So, Y/N, what brings you to this city?"
"My Ph.D., and you?"
"I work as a CEO for a multinational," he responded cheerfully.
"I see…"
"You know, I grew up with nothing, so when I realized I could use my brain, I worked hard to get all this so I’d never go hungry again, nor would my parents, although now it’s just me."
"Wow… I’m really sorry."
"Thanks, but I’m fine. As you’ve probably noticed, I spend my time traveling the world and working now and then, although I’ll be stuck here for quite a while," he added.
I responded with a kind of nervous laugh.
"What's your PhD about? What do you want to do with it?" he asked as he sat next to me at the high kitchen table.
We spent quite a while talking about my PhD, university, and our mutual friendship with Luffy. It turned out we had much more in common than we initially thought. So much so that I lost track of time.
"Are you hungry? I was thinking of ordering dinner," Shanks said suddenly, moving a bit closer.
"Actually, I am hungry, but I was supposed to meet my friends for dinner. I hope Nami replies soon."
"Well, I'm going to order something, and if you have time, you can have some. If not, no big deal." A big smile appeared on his lips again, making me blush. "What do you like?"
"Order whatever you like."
"Do you like sushi? Check this place out—they just opened. Let’s try it."
"Yeah! Luffy mentioned it yesterday, but they say it's the most expensive place in the city. I'll pay you half."
"You're at my place, you're not paying anything," he laughed.
"Then order something cheaper."
"I don’t care about the money. I’ll get this; it looks good." Shanks started picking out all kinds of sushi, condiments, and appetizers.
Suddenly, my phone started ringing. It was Nami finally calling.
"Y/N!!! I stayed late at university, and then my phone died, I'm so sorry! I just talked to Robin and charged my phone. I'm on my way now. Are you okay?"
"Nami! Yes, I’m fine, I’m at the neighbor's place. Call me when you get here."
"I just ordered everything. Consider it an apology for splashing you with the car," Shanks said with a playful grin. "If you want, sit by the fireplace so you can warm up while you wait for your friend."
We both got up and headed to the sofa. I sat on the end closest to the fireplace, and to my surprise, Shanks sat in the middle. Though I was feeling more and more comfortable, I had to admit that I was starting to enjoy his company.
After a while, the doorbell rang, and we both assumed it was the delivery. Shanks stood up and opened the door.
"Hey, old man, I hope you didn’t do anything to my friend," Nami said, walking right in without caring if she was invited or not.
"Your friend’s just fine, don’t worry," Shanks replied, surprised by her boldness.
"Nami! Let’s go home," I called from the sofa.
"So, it’s true you’re doing okay," Nami teased me, trying to get a reaction.
I got up, folding the blanket, and headed toward the door.
"I know we ordered food," I said, looking at Shanks.
"Don’t worry, you had plans with your friends first."
I smiled slightly, "See you around."
I followed Nami out the door, and we quickly headed back to our place, going straight up to my room. Nami closed the curtains quickly. "Tell me everything."
"Nami, nothing happened. He was just being nice."
"Y/N, you’re wearing his clothes…"
"Oh my god! My clothes… I left them in his bathroom…" We both burst into laughter. I recounted my little adventure as we laughed.
"So, you like him, huh?"
"Nami… He’s just our neighbor, and he’s nice, that’s all," I said, trying to brush off Nami’s mischievous grin. "I should go get my clothes and return his."
"Okay, so I shouldn't wait for you to go back?" Nami asked with a little nudge to stop teasing me.
"You can go ahead if you want, I'll go later."
The truth was, I felt bad since he had ordered dinner for the two of us. And honestly, I wasn’t sure why, but I wanted to keep talking to him. So, I changed my clothes and headed back to his door, ringing the bell. "I brought your clothes," I said as soon as he opened the door, hoping he’d ask me to come in.
"Thanks, that was fast," Shanks replied.
Seeing that he hadn’t picked up on my hint, I tried again. "Has the food arrived? I’m hungry."
"Aren't you supposed to have dinner with your friends?" But seeing that I wasn’t making any move to leave, he added, "Do you want to come in?"
Shanks stepped aside, leaving the door open for me to enter. I felt a small sense of relief as I crossed the threshold, returning to the warmth of his home. It was strange how such a short time had been enough for me to feel more comfortable around him, although there was still something about his demeanor that kept me on my toes.
He led me back to the living room, where a low table was now set up with all sorts of sushi, colorful rolls, and some dishes I didn’t even recognize. There were several bottles of sake and tea, and the fireplace was still glowing, casting a warm and cozy light around the room.
"Sake?" Shanks asked, lifting one of the bottles and pouring into two small cups without waiting for my answer.
"Just a little," I replied, taking a seat on the sofa while he sat down beside me, this time closer than before but not uncomfortably so.
I tried my first bite of sushi, and it was delicious. Luffy was right about the food, as always. Shanks watched my reaction with a satisfied smile.
"Good, right?" he asked, sounding confident.
"It’s not bad," I said, trying to sound indifferent, though I knew my expression gave me away. I couldn’t help but smile.
We spent the next few minutes chatting about trivial things: the food, Luffy’s adventures, and our lives before ending up in this city. Shanks spoke with such ease that, for a moment, I forgot about the age difference between us or the fact that, until a few hours ago, I barely knew him.
When we finished eating, he offered me more sake. I hesitated at first but accepted a second cup. I could feel the warmth of the alcohol starting to relax me, and little by little, my guard came down.
"You know, you’re different from what I imagined when I first saw you," Shanks said as he leaned back on the sofa, gazing at the fire in the fireplace.
"Oh yeah? What did you think?" I asked, curious.
"Well, when I soaked you with my car, I thought you’d hate me. Then, when you resisted coming into my house, I knew you had a lot of character. But you’re more… interesting than I expected. You have more layers, you know?"
"Layers?" I laughed at his choice of words. "Like an onion?"
"Something like that," he replied with a smile. "But seriously, I’m intrigued by what you do. The effort you put into your PhD, the passion you have for your studies… It's refreshing to meet someone with such clear goals."
His gaze locked onto mine, and for a moment, the atmosphere filled with a tension I didn’t know how to interpret. It wasn’t uncomfortable, but I wasn’t expecting it either. I couldn’t help but blush.
“I’m just trying to do the best I can,” I replied, attempting to steer the conversation away from myself. “And you? You must have had to work incredibly hard to get where you are.”
Shanks set the sake glass on the table and got comfortable, now looking at me directly.
“Yeah, but I’ve also been lucky. I think in life, you have to be in the right place at the right time… and know how to seize opportunities when they come.”
I felt the weight of his gaze, making the air feel thicker. We were sitting closer now, and the spark in his eyes wasn’t something I could easily ignore.
“And what do you plan to do now that you’re here for a while?” I asked, trying to break the silence that had formed between us.
“Right now?” he asked with a small smile, as if he knew what I was trying to do. “I suppose I’ll take the time to enjoy the company… and see what comes up.”
I couldn’t help but notice the hint in his voice. I bit my lip, feeling the atmosphere fill again with that strange mix of attraction and hesitation.
Suddenly, the sound of my phone vibrating on the table broke the tension. It was Nami.
“Excuse me,” I murmured as I picked up the phone and stood to answer it. Looking at the screen, I saw a message:
Nami: “Are you coming in the end? Everything okay?”
I looked at Shanks, who was still watching me with that same smile on his lips, then back at Nami’s message. I hesitated for a moment, then typed my response.
Me: “I’m fine, don’t worry. I think I’ll stay here.”
I put my phone away and turned back to Shanks, who had now also stood up.
“Everything okay with Nami?” he asked casually.
“Yeah, everything’s fine. I told her I’d stay a bit longer. I hope you don’t mind.”
“Not at all,” he replied as he slowly approached, his eyes still locked on mine. “In fact, I’m glad you decided to stay.”
I felt a slight shiver run through me, but this time it wasn’t just from the cold.
Shanks was slowly getting closer. I could feel his presence filling the space around me as his gaze remained fixed on mine. The warmth of the fireplace still filled the room, but it wasn’t the only thing making my senses sharper.
Without a word, Shanks sat down next to me on the couch, closer than he had been before. His fingers brushed against my leg with a softness that surprised me. It wasn’t intrusive, but the warmth of his hand on my bare thigh, right where my sweatpants left the skin exposed, made me hold my breath. I glanced down, seeing his hand moving slowly as he traced soft circles with his fingers.
“Are you comfortable?” he whispered, his voice low and deep, filled with a sweetness I hadn’t expected.
“Yes…” I replied in a murmur, my body reacting faster than my mind could process. His hand moved up slightly, now caressing my arm with the same care he had shown on my leg. His touch was gentle, almost as if testing the limits.
The contact was disconcerting but also exciting. My thoughts tangled between the sensation of his fingers on my skin and the uncertainty of what would come next.
I could feel the tension building in the air, a mixture of nervousness and anticipation. I bit my lip, trying to organize my thoughts, but the moment felt as if it were about to burst in any direction.
Just when it seemed everything was about to overflow, Shanks slowly withdrew his hand, giving me space and a smile full of intention. “It’s late now. Shall I walk you home?”
I wasn’t sure how to interpret his words, but I nodded. “Yes, that would be best. Thanks for dinner and for letting me stay here a while.” I stood up, feeling the warmth of the fireplace and the touch of his hands still lingering on my skin.
Shanks grabbed the jacket he had left on a chair and offered it to me. “It’s cold outside. I don’t want you getting wet again.” I put it on, grateful for the gesture. We walked together to the door, and with a subtle motion, Shanks opened and held it for me to pass through.
The night air was cold, but less biting than it had been earlier. We walked in silence the few meters separating our houses. When we reached my door, Shanks stopped and looked me directly in the eyes.
“It’s been a good night, Y/N. I’m glad you came.”
“Yes, it was… interesting.” I smiled shyly. Though the air was still charged, the proximity to my door made me feel a bit safer.
“Goodnight, Shanks.”
“Goodnight, Y/N. Sleep well.”
I watched as he turned and crossed the street back to his house. When his door closed behind him, I sighed and opened mine, climbing the stairs to my room, my mind still swirling from the events of the night.
The next morning dawned fresh and quiet, and to my relief, I didn’t have any academic commitments. Nami, Robin, and I had planned to go out that night. A new nightclub had opened in town, and we had decided it was the perfect occasion to dance and forget about the hectic week we’d had.
Around nine at night, we gathered at the apartment. Nami, as always, looked stunning in a tight dress that fit her perfectly. Robin had opted for something more casual but equally elegant. I, for my part, had chosen a fairly sexy but flattering dress, not wanting to go unnoticed.
“Ready?” Robin asked as she touched up her makeup in front of the mirror.
“Yes, let’s go. I need a couple of drinks to relax,” I responded, still thinking about what had happened the night before with Shanks. I hadn’t shared all the details, just mentioned that I’d had dinner at his place, but Nami kept making playful comments whenever she had the chance.
We walked together to the nightclub, which was already packed. The neon lights and the music pulsed through the air, making the floor vibrate beneath our feet. We entered, and soon we were lost in the crowd. As we danced and laughed, I began to relax. The rhythm of the music made me forget, for moments, the nervousness I had felt since the night before.
Suddenly, I saw a familiar figure at the bar. Shanks. He was surrounded by a group of friends, all laughing and drinking, clearly enjoying the night. He was wearing a tight black shirt that highlighted his physique, and his red hair was slightly messy, giving him a carefree, seductive look. I froze.
“What’s wrong?” Robin asked, noticing my reaction.
“Nothing, it’s just… Shanks is here,” I replied, discreetly pointing toward the bar.
Nami turned and saw him. “That’s Shanks? Wow, I didn’t expect to see him here,” she said, smiling mischievously.
“Are you going to say hi?” Robin asked, raising an eyebrow in curiosity.
“I don’t know… I don’t want him to think I’m following him or something,” I replied, feeling a bit awkward.
“Oh, don’t be silly. Let’s go to the bar anyway, I need a drink,” Nami said, already pulling us by the hands toward where Shanks was.
As we approached, Shanks looked up and saw me. A wide smile spread across his face, and he stepped away from his group of friends to come closer.
“Y/N, what a surprise to see you here,” he said, his voice rising above the music.
“Hi,” I responded with a nervous smile. “We came out to have some fun.”
“Do you want a drink? My friends and I have already ordered a bit of everything. Help yourselves, girls,” he said, also addressing Robin and Nami.
“Yes, sure, why not?” I replied, feeling my nerves intensify. Shanks offered me a drink and gestured for me to join him in a quieter area.
While Robin and Nami stayed chatting with the rest of the group, Shanks and I found a corner where the noise of the nightclub wasn’t as overwhelming. We sat on a couch, our legs brushing accidentally.
“I thought about you today,” Shanks said suddenly, looking at me intently.
“Oh, really? Why?”
“I felt like our evening was cut short. I was tired, but I wanted more. How about another dinner? What do you say?” he asked, his tone serious but filled with a slight provocation.
I stared at him, feeling that same tension from the night before returning all at once.
“That could be a good idea,” I replied, smiling shyly.
Suddenly, Nami appeared abruptly, dragging Robin by the arm. “I have to go to the bathroom.”
Shanks leaned toward me, whispering, “I’ll see you later. Enjoy your night.” With that, he stood up and returned to his friends.
Nami pulled us toward the bathroom. “Girls, emergency. One of the friends from next door is my PhD advisor.”
“And what’s the problem?” Robin asked, confused.
Nami blushed instantly. I already knew what was going on.
“That’s why you stayed so late the other day and didn’t answer my messages. You like him!”
Nami quickly covered my mouth as if anyone could hear us. “Maybe, I don’t know.”
“He’s very handsome,” Robin said
The three of us laughed and took the opportunity to tease Nami for a while, returning all the comments she made to us daily.
“Girls, I’m going to refill my drink, I’ll be right back,” I said, noticing that the drink Shanks had given me was empty.
As I approached the bar, Shanks and some others from his group were laughing and chatting with a group of girls. One of them, in particular, couldn’t stop touching and flirting with him, and Shanks didn’t seem to mind much.
I timidly approached the bar and ordered my drink. Suddenly, someone put their arm around my shoulders.
“Y/N, I didn’t expect to see you here… are you stalking me?”
Kid.
“Kid,” I said, rolling my eyes. “What do you want?”
“Are you alone? Come with me outside for a while, let’s talk,” he said, grabbing my hand.
“No, I’m with friends, thanks,” I replied.
I grabbed my drink, intending to find my friends and leave. I spotted Nami and Robin, who had joined the group and were each talking with one of Shanks’ friends.
Kid pulled me toward him, gripping my hand tightly. “Who did you come with? Your new boyfriend? I bet he’s got nothing on me. I’m better,” he said.
I tried to pull away from his hand, but his grip was strong. “Come back to me, or I’ll break that idiot’s face.”
“Leave me alone, Kid.”
“Come on, who is it? You probably made him up,” he said, loosening his grip just slightly but not enough for me to escape the situation.
“Him,” I said, pointing at Shanks.
Kid burst out laughing. “Yeah, right, like anyone would believe that. Prove it, then. Go over there and show me you’re with him, and I’ll leave you alone.”
I turned and saw the worried looks on my friends’ faces and Shanks glancing in our direction.
Kid let go of my arm, and I used the opportunity to escape from him.
“I’m waiting, Y/N,” he shouted after me.
I had to do something; I had to get rid of him. I downed my drink in one gulp to gather the courage and make a decision. Okay.
I quickly made my way through the crowd toward Shanks. He greeted me with a look of surprise, though there was an intense look in his eyes, scanning me from head to toe, not missing a single move I made.
I got closer, and Shanks instinctively leaned toward me, much to the astonishment of the girl who was gripping his bicep. Without thinking about the consequences, or anyone else around us, or even what Shanks might think or want, I grabbed him by the neck. My hands moved to his face, and I quickly pressed my lips toward his, not giving anyone time to think about what was about to happen.
Our lips fused together passionately. Shanks grabbed my waist, and his other hand moved to my hair, gripping it firmly. After a moment, his tongue pushed past my lips, deepening the kiss with fiery intensity while his friends began cheering and laughing. I was so embarrassed that I pulled away from his lips. Shanks let go of me, but his gaze lingered on my wrist.
“Did he hurt you?” he asked with concern.
I looked down at my wrist, which was red from Kid’s rough grip.
“What happened, Y/N?” he asked again as I remained silent.
The ringing in my ears grew louder and louder. I had been too impulsive, and now everything was crashing down on me.
Shanks took my other hand and led me to a quieter part of the bar, where the atmosphere was calmer.
“Are you okay pretty? Do you want me to take you home?” he asked gently.
I shook my head. I needed to calm down and get back to normal. I didn’t want to ruin the night.
“Who is that guy?” he asked again, his tone more relaxed, as he moved a little closer and gently massaged my back.
“He’s my ex. He won’t leave me alone,” I said, closing my eyes, trying to clear my mind. “I’m sorry about earlier. I was stupid. I shouldn’t have kissed you without your permission.”
Shanks leaned in even closer, slowly pressing his body against mine, and once again, his lips met mine with great passion. He kissed me for a few seconds, then moved toward my ear.
“Do you trust me?” he whispered while gently biting my ear.
I nodded, completely surrendering myself.
He lifted my dress slightly, slipping his hand under it and grabbing my butt firmly, massaging it while he returned to kiss me again, fiercely.
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I would truly appreciate if you wrote any scenario involving yandere Geto with reader (sorcerer).
Thank you if you even consider writing it<3
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Pairing: Yandere!Suguru Geto x GN!Curse user!Reader
Word count: 1.3k
Warnings: Reader is morally bankrupt, mentions of eugenics/genocide, reader is a little too into WWII, minor age gap, super greedy reader
"You're like a modern-day Hitler, huh?"
"...What?" Geto looked at you with wide eyes, putting down his to-go cup to better gape at you.
"Well, you are advocating for mass genocide and literal eugenics," you say, taking an unbothered sip of your own coffee. (Geto recommended the place. Apparently, his kids like the hot chocolate there. You'll have to ask him for the name of the place later.) "So, yeah, you're like Hitler."
Geto appears to be having a crisis of some sort. Just sort of staring down at his lap with an unreadable look on his face. You watch with amusement. This kid must be a newbie, you think—not that you're much older than him, but you at least have seniority on this.
"What, are you getting cold feet? You've already killed people, you know. If you want to make it in this career, you're gonna have to get real comfortable being compared to some pretty terrible things."
"I'm used to being called terrible things, it's just—"
"Oh, what? Like monster?" Geto says nothing, and you sigh, reclining back in your chair. (Damn, this cult has some nice shit. You wonder if you can sneak the couch out without anyone noticing?) "So unoriginal. Anyway keep your chin up. It's actually a good thing. Hitler already exists, so you can steal his ideas."
"Weren't you just complaining about something being unoriginal?" You wave your hand dismissively.
"That was then, this is now. Anyway what do you think? Hitler industrialized murder. You can do the same—if you can get the right ingredients."
"You're talking about power, right?"
"Pretty much. You'll need hands and money. And a lot of both. With that in mind, this cult is actually a perfect setup. But putting that aside," you take another sip of your drink. Empty. Damn it. "You didn't call me here just so I could give you my professional opinion, did you?"
Geto smiles. "I hear you'll do anything for money."
"I don't come cheap, you know."
"That's not a problem," he snaps his fingers, and someone, a "monkey" from the looks of it, walks in, clearly struggling with the weight of whatever's in that giant briefcase. You suppress a smile as it's placed on the table and opened. Hundreds, no, thousands of ¥10,000 notes line the briefcase from top to bottom. You nearly salivate from just looking at it. Quickly, you check for any signs of deceit, of counterfeits, empty space, or otherwise. You can't find anything.
"You'll find this briefcase contains over one billion yen." Geto says, gesturing for his...indentured servant to close the case. How many bills is that? It's gotta be over a million. You're half tempted to take the money and run, but years of experience have taught you not to underestimate guys carrying this much cash. "I trust this is sufficient?"
"That depends on the job," you say, crossing your arms. "If you want me to take out Satoru Gojo, you'll need to multiply it a hundredfold before I even consider it."
"It's nothing that severe," he says, wearing the smile of a polished businessman. You sit up a little straighter. Maybe you were wrong about this guy being an amateur. Whatever he wants you to do, it's bad news. You feel excitement tingling in your veins. Will he ask you to take out a city? A country? Considering the scale of his plans, you wouldn't be surprised if he wanted you to take out a continent... you'd need a bit more to do something like that, though.
"I want you to marry me."
You snort, then laugh. You laugh for a very long time, even holding your stomach as you bend over in your seat. If this was a ploy to make you let your guard down long enough to kill you, it was smart. Still, you wouldn't go down that easily. You're more than confident enough in your ability to defend yourself, even in such a hilarious encounter.
Finally, the laughter dies down, and you wipe a tear from your eye. You look up at Geto's face, only for him to look back at you oddly serious. "No way..." you murmur, "are you for real?"
"I'm afraid I am," he says. Your smile drops. How annoying. What's this guy even want from you, huh?
"So, what, that money's a dowry?"
"More like a bribe."
"Uh-uh. No way. Not happening. I can't take a job like that."
"You're not even going to ask what's in it for me?"
"Not interested," you say, grabbing your bag and standing.
"I think I ought to tell you anyway," he says, throwing a sack onto the table. A stack of yen falls out, and you eye it with a raised eyebrow. "That's my payment for listening," he says. "¥200,000."
You inspect the fallen stack. Once again, it's real. He's either crazy or plotting something, and you have a hunch it's the latter. You sit back down. Whatever he's thinking, it's definitely bad news. Even so, you need more information to properly deal with it.
"I've heard you're the sole caretaker of four siblings." He shouldn't know that, but you decide not to derail the conversation by asking. "As you know, I've got two little girls of my own."
"So, what? You need a babysitter?"
"Precisely."
"Okay, but why marriage? Surely you could just hire me as a nanny and be done with it?"
"The girls don't trust strangers easily. I already told them that I had a Fiance out of town who'd be coming back soon. Just play along with it and you'll be compensated accordingly."
"For how long?"
"Just until they turn eighteen."
"You'll have to pay me more."
"What I showed you earlier was just a down payment; you'll also get an annual salary of fifteen million."
"Make it twenty."
"How's forty?" he says. You ponder over it for a moment. Judging from how you saw things earlier, it seems like he does genuinely love those kids. He's young and not afraid of spending, which would make you worry about the sustainability of the job, but cults are famous for making tons of cash.
"How old are they?"
"Six." So, twelve years. Counting the initial (over) one billion, the listening fee of two hundred thousand, and the annual salary times twelve, you'll be paid over ¥1,480,200,000. That's more than enough to send your siblings to college, as well as set them up for life.
"Deal," you say, reaching your hand out to shake. You'd ask why he doesn't just hire someone more qualified, but you think that speech on 'monkeys' he gave you answers the question.
"It's getting late," he says, shaking your hand. "How about I take you to dinner?"
"Why?"
"My girls are smart. They'll realize something's up if we don't know anything about each other," he says, standing.
"This isn't coming out of my salary, right?" Geto, or, you suppose you should be calling him Suguru, now, chuckles.
"I'm not nearly that stingy," he says. He holds out his arm to escort you, and you take it. "I'll need your ring size, too."
Of course, he already knows it. That, and so much more. After all, this may be your first time meeting him, but he's already met you plenty of times.
"Sure, but I'm not paying. Also, if you get me an ugly one I'm selling it."
"We'll go together, then." For some reason, the smile on his face seems a little too genuine to be meant for someone he's only just met, but you pay it no mind. Money is money, after all.
"Oh, what about living arrangements?"
"You and your siblings will live here," he says. "You'll have to sleep in the same bed as me, I'm afraid. Just to keep up the illusion."
"Do I get a bonus for that?"
"You're hurting my feelings," he says.
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