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Kiss Me, Curse Me!

SYNOPSIS; You thought you were the summoner. Turns out, you’re the sacrifice.

FEAT; trueform!sukuna and dragonform!sylus x fem!reader

TAGS; MDNI! 2.9k. unprotected. porn without plot. monster fucking. Threesome, Size k!nk. dirty talk. petnames. both of them have two cocks. overstim. praise mainly from sylus. lotsss of degredation from sukuna. oral fixation. Power play(?). Softdom!Sylus and meandom!sukuna. breeding. knotting. creampie. double(triple) penetration. anal. nasty stuff. cum cum cum. everywhere. implied marathon sex. dacryphilia(?).

✎A/N; I feel so DIRTY oh ma gahhhwd!!! This must be the flithiest shit I've ever wrote man. And it feels so good!!!!! Sososo excited to post this hihi. Thanks again to @bluukive for this idea ahhhh hope y'all like it and have a wonderful day/night ^^

Demons are real. It’s true.

And dragons too.

You know this because you’re here now– trapped between two towering figures whose mere presence makes the air bend, their shadows swallowing the light.

This was supposed to be a joke.

A silly little manifestation ritual you found buried in the dark corners of the internet. Some scribbled runes, a whispered name, a drop of blood under the full moon.

You didn’t expect anything to happen as you sat on your bed, waiting.

You didn’t expect them to happen.

One of them smells like fire and you can feel the rumble of his breath down your spine, slow and controlled like he’s keeping something ancient locked inside.

The notorious dragon, Sylus, is the name given to him, and his voice is low and reverent. His fierce gaze bores through you, dark rubies soaking in your anxious form, a quick twitch tugging at his lips– and between his legs.

And the other?

He reeks of blood. His claws are already firm on your hips, grin splitting wider than it should. His four arms twitch with something between amusement and hunger, whilst the weak robe does a poor job of covering his sinful figure, a conspicuous bulge evident through the white cloth, digging into your back.

The infamous king of curses– Sukuna.

“W-what, are you?–” you break off with a sharp breath, chest heaving, “Are you going to kill me?”

Sukuna's resounding laugh is anything but comforting, only further forcing reality onto you. You can barely breathe sandwiched between the two, your hand forcing the sheets beneath you in a fist, and you realize–

You're fucked. Capital F.

“Foolish woman,” the pink-haired murmurs, lips grazing your ear. “If we wanted you dead, we would've cut you to pieces already, no?”

"T-then, what do you want from me?", you ask with wobbling lips, heart rapidly beating in your chest as your quivering voice reaches their ears.

Sylus growls in front of you, a warning, or a possessive sound– you can’t tell. His hands slide up your front, cupping your tits through the thin shirt like they’re something fragile, something sacred. His thumbs brush your nipples and you can't help but slip out a tiny little whimper.

“Don't play dumb, sweetie.” Sylus ushers, voice deep and steady, one massive hand sneaking around your neck until his breath comes hot onto your quivering lips. One of his crimson eyes begins to glow in a dangerous flame, invading your personal space. “You know exactly why you summoned us.” His voice is a deep whisper against your lips. "Your deepest and darkest desires", the white-haired continues before dipping his head to take a big whiff of your scent, placing a lingering kiss on your plumb lips right after, "I see it all."

You should end this madness. Gods, you should.

But when the demon's claws tighten around your waist just enough to sting, and when Sylus presses his chest to yours, his scales prickling lightly where they emerge from his skin– you can't help but let go of any doubt or fear and just let go.

And when neither of them moves away, you realize what exactly the cunning dragon means.

This wasn't a decision on a whim. You planned this– researched for hours upon hours through the darkest corners of the internet for the mysterious dragon and the feared King Of Curses. You did this on a night you've felt lonely, empty, and heated. Purposely.

You summoned them so they claim you.

But you just didn't expect it to work. And you surely didn't expect them to share your interest.

All rushing thoughts flee from your mind once Sukuna’s claws sink deeper into your hips, dragging your ass flush against his hefty, pulsating cock. The sound he makes is more beast than man, a low, guttural snarl vibrating down your spine.

“Fuck,” he hisses, leaning down, his breath hot on your neck. “Can even smell how fucking wet ya are." A shiver runs down your spine, your hips twitching back into his, a dark, prominent imprint of your juices covering your panties.

You try to speak, to deny it, to plead for something– anything, but right then the demon's mouth closes around the side of your throat, warm tongue dragging up the curve of your neck before sharp fangs tease at your pulse, a strangled sound ripping from your throat.

“Don’t you lie, woman”, he murmurs against your skin, his voice low, like smoke caught in velvet. “You reek of desire. It's painfully obvious that ya want your poor, empty pussy filled.”

His claws flex. “And you're shy now?” He laughs, dark and amused. “Just listen to her clenchin' around nothin'."

Sylus straightens up at that, predatory gaze fixated onto your clothed pussy, perked ears catching onto the desperate clenches of your cunny, a smirk creeping up his face, fangs bare. "Adorable. Let's give her what she wants, yeah?”

You gasp when Sukuna's claws rip the panties from your body, thick and heavy cock now poking out from the crumbling robe. His cock sits right between your thighs and–

wait, are there two?

Burning body tensing up as you feel two massive crowns sliding through your glistening folds and you shriek once one catches onto your clit as the other teases your entrance.

And Sylus doesn’t help.

His hands are already back on your chest, greedily kneading your flesh, rolling your nipples between his fingers with such aching gentleness it makes you whimper and squirm.

“Easy,” Sylus whispers, kissing just below your jaw, addressing his words to the demon behind you. “No need to rush.” His crimson eyes shoot a sharp glare at the pink-haired from the crook of your neck as a warning.

But Sukuna only scoffs, dragging his claws lightly down your thigh, just enough to make your skin ripple, pushing them further apart. “Easy? She doesn't want 'easy'. Am I right, brat?”

Your weak nod amuses them, their deep chuckles flooding your senses.

It’s quick, your mortal eyes are unable to track the motion, but your body feels it. The sudden stretch, the pressure of something massive forcing its way past your trembling resistance. Your mouth falls open in a soundless cry as two thick, throbbing cocks push deep inside, splitting you open in one sharp, devastating stroke.

Sukuna snarls behind you, a low, guttural sound that vibrates through your bones. Fangs flash near your ear, and his grip on your waist tightens as two of his four arms brace your hips open. The other two wrench your wrists back, forcing your spine into a nasty arch that had your breasts pressed up toward Sylus’s chest, offering you up like a sacrifice.

Sylus' dark, lovestruck crimson eyes coo at you, one gentle hand smoothing over your cheek as if to soothe the sting Sukuna leaves behind.

“Feels good, sweetie?” he murmurs, lips brushing yours. His other hand slips between your thighs, fingers circling your puffed clit, and your entire body arches like a bow. “Yes? No? Maybe so?”

"Y-yessss!– 's good! S-so good!"

“Of-fucking-course,”

The king spits, his voice dark and wicked, “Taking every. fucking. Inch. like the cockhungry slut you are.”

Each word is followed by a snap of his hips, knocking the breath from your lungs. He doesn't give you time to adjust– doesn’t want to. His pace is relentless like he’s trying to mark you from the inside out.

And frankly, he is.

Your body trembles under Sukuna’s merciless rhythm, every thrust deep and punishing, but it’s Sylus who draws your attention back to the front, fingers still teasing at your clit with maddening skill, his hand firm on your jaw to pull you into a dizzy kiss, swallowing each tiny sound of yours right up.

You blink up at him through heavy lashes, lips parted around gasping moans. Grip still fierce on your jaw, he forces your head down, bending your body to face his freed cocks– yes, plural.

“C'mon, pretty” he murmurs. “Show me what you've got. Make me feel good too, yeah?”

And you comply, teary eyes staring up at his hungry ones as you stretch your lips around his red and angry head, one weak hand grasping his other cock with desperate jerks.

Sylus let out a low, hungry purr, his scales glinting faintly with a deep crimson sheen. He's cradling your jaw in one clawed hand, his thumb brushing away the tears leaking from the corners of your eyes as you try to take the thick head into your throat, veins scraping along your esophagus.

“Good job, sweetheart”, he murmured, gently guiding your head as you gagged around him. “Careeeeful now. Not too fast.”

Sukuna laughed, the sound jagged. “Fuckin' pathetic. Too fucked out to even do the job right. Need some help, airhead? I'll help ya, aight."

His two strong hands grasp at your torso, lifting you just barely in a tight hold for both of your hands to wrap around the dragon's cocks while your tongue swirled around the fat cockheads alternately.

"Now that's more like it, wouldn't you agree?" Sylus ignores the snickering demon with a scoff, breath halting in his lungs as you slide your tongue and nail experimentally along his slits, happily lapping up spurts of pre gushing out of them.

Sukuna's cocks were thick, ridged, and mean, curved just right to grind against every sensitive place inside your greedy cunt. He knew it too– used it like a weapon. Vicious thrusts, with each one punching a strangled scream from your lungs and driving Sylus’s cock deeper down your throat, the stretch maddening.

Behind you, a wet tongue suddenly draaaags along your puckering hole, and you don't even realize that another mouth appeared on the demon's stomach, because with one teasing prod at your asshole, you spray his two cocks with your cum, thighs shacking with a resounding cry.

And the bastard dares to laugh at you, placing one forceful smack to your ass. “Awww, cumming already?” he purred, claws digging to the back of your neck once you tear your mouth from the dragon's dick to spare a glance at the demon behind you, forcing your lips to kiss the crown of Sylus's thick head again. "Eyes to the front, ma'."

Sylus’s hand curves protectively around the back of your head as you choke around his girth, your hands occupied on the other, your spit dripping down onto the other length serving as lube.

“Good fuckin' girl,” he whispered. “Juuuuuust like that.”

His other hand slid down your belly, groaning at the massive bulge forming in the pit of your stomach, calloused fingers brushing where Sukuna was splitting you open. You jolted as he circled your clit again, with more force this time.

Sukuna groaned in satisfaction as you clenched around him– hard, sucking him in further.

“Thight fuckin',– f-fuckkkk” he cuts himself off with a broken moan, his tips now bullying your cervix. “B-brat.”

You couldn’t respond, not with your mouth stuffed full and your body trembling, but your choked whimper made both of them rumble with dark delight.

"C'mon, give our princess some credit. No need to be all grumpy." Sukuna sneers at the dragon's remark, and he would love to just slice him to pieces right now, but fuck– you're really doing a number on him with that feisty pussy of yours.

Even if he doesn't want to admit it, those suffocating clenches around his double girth and your sweet hiccups around Sylus's cocks send blood rushing straight to his groin.

He leaned harder into you, his chest brushing your back, breath hot against your shoulder with his fangs breaking your skin with a possessive bite as he snarled. “Yer' right, she deserves an award for that rich pussy. Gonna make her cum over and over again."

Truly, a man of his word.

Between his unrelenting thrusts and Sylus’s teasing fingers, your body tipped over the edge again with a scream muffled around the dragon’s cock. You spasmed, helpless, muscles clenching so hard Sukuna cursed and threw his head back with a guttural roar.

But he doesn’t stop– doesn't even slow.

“Sweet thing,” Sylus murmurs, brushing your hair back with claws gentler than they had any right to be. “You’re glowing, darlin'. So beautiful like this.”

Tears slip down your cheeks, mouth raw and sore, but Sylus just wipes them away and praises you more, coaxing you to relax your throat, letting you feel every inch, every vein of his as you bobbed and gagged and took to no end, delicate fingers beginning to shake around the monstrous girth.

Suddenly, the fullness leaves you entirely as you hear Sukuna panting, then slap your ass hard enough to make you jolt against Sylus, earning a satisfied hum from the dragon.

“H-hahhh– on your back,” he commanded.

You're certain you're not walking out of this in one piece.

You collapse onto Sylus's lap as Sukuna flips you effortlessly. The gentle dragon caught you, pulling you up to straddle his thighs as he leaned back. His cocks slide back between your wobbling legs, thick and flushed in a dark red, and he nuzzles your temple.

“My turn now. Promise I won't be as harsh, sweetie.” He kisses your ear and you faintly notice the small chuckle following right after.

A blunt lie.

You whimper as Sukuna positions in front of you, laughing as he grabs your thighs and forces you down onto Sylus’s cocks, one entering through your quivering cunt while the other pushes past your tight puckering behind, slowly this time.

The menacing grin spread across the demon's face accompanied by the stretch made you sob, silent cries dying on your tongue as Sylus catches you in a heated kiss, whispering soft praises against your lips while Sukuna watches in envy, hungry eyes soaking in the stretch of both your holes.

“Look at that,” Sukuna growled, holding your hips in place. “What an insatiable pussy ya' got on ya'. Two cocks weren’t enough for that desperate little cunny, hmmm?"

You barely had time to gasp before Sukuna was pushing in– again–his cock sliding into your already stretched, soaked hole alongside Sylus’s, while the other rests heavily on your stomach, twitching with each weak squelch of your abused hole.

You can't do anything but scream– throat dry and hoarse.

Your body doesn't know what to do, torn between the two of them, the brutal drive of Sukuna’s cock and the slow but bewildering grind of Sylus’s cocks in both of your holes.

Pain and pleasure blur, and all you can do is sob and take, the astonishing fullness of it all flooding your senses.

“Ya feel that?” Sukuna hisses, teeth scraping your ear. “Mine. Gonna fuck a baby into ya."

Your eyes roll to the very back of your skull.

Sukuna’s claws dig into your hips, his upper hands grabbing your tits, pulling you back onto his cock harder, deeper. Sylus pushes deeper, slow and heavy, grinding against your walls as his knot starts to swell.

You're gone.

Body shaking, mouth open in a soundless cry. You feel them both stretching you, rubbing against each other inside you, cocks sliding and pushing deeper and deeper until–

“Nuh uhhhh” Sylus teases, cupping your jaw as his hips roll upward, slow and deep, knot threatening to push past your holes. “You're mine, right?”

They break you in sync. Make you sob their names, until you physically can't anymore, make you cum until you're nothing but a mess of hiccups and mewls, just broken sounds and clawed grasps at their bodies.

The demon growls, finally leaning in to tear your head from Sylus's grasp, much to his dismay to secure you in a nasty kiss, clash of tongue and teeth.

“Like hell. She's mine, Gonna treasure this perfect pussy forever."

Sylus doesn't back down, teeth already on your neck, followed by his soothing tongue. “We're gonna let her decide for herself”, one of his hands reach down your tummy, selfishly pushing down on your filled tummy making him growl before he reaches for Sukuna's cock resting on top of your stomach, aligning the tip to your clit in teasing slides, "She's our big girl, no?"

But you can't respond nor think straight as the three cocks hit your spot just right as you gush around them, glistening pussy spurting shiny essence onto them.

Your climax ripped through you like violent lightning, body clenching around them so hard Sylus groaned and snapped his hips forward, knot catching.

Sukuna loses it.

He slams in one final time, heavy balls clenching, spilling thick white semen inside your already overflowing pussy until it spills out while painting your tummy pussy with ropes after ropes, cum soaking your thighs and dripping onto the dragon's thighs below.

You're stuffed. Plugged. Held open by Sylus’s knot, Sukuna still throbbing inside.

Sylus follows seconds later, cock twitching as he groans your name against your throat, warmth spilling into the depths of your cavity, his swelling knots now locking you firmly into place as he buries his cum deep into you.

You collapse against the dragon with trembling legs, poor cunt, and ass stuffed to the brim, mind so fucked-out you barely register Sukuna pulling back with a chuckle, admiring the mess leaking down your thighs.

“Beautiful,” he says, for once, almost softly, sharp nails collecting the pearly white juices to rub tight circles onto your buttony clit, riding out your high. “Fuckin' perfect.”

Sylus wraps his arms around you, wings curling in as he pulls you flush against his chest.

“Rest now, darling,” he murmurs, voice like thunder rumbling in your bones. “We still got plenty of time to make you ours.”

Demons are real. Dragons too. And now they’ve claimed you.

Body, soul, and every trembling breath in between.

The ritual worked, but no one said it would ever end.

#◛⑅·˚ ᵂᴼᴿᴷ #love and deepspace smut #jujutsu kaisen smut #sukuna smut #sylus smut #sylus x reader #sukuna x reader #jjk smut #lads smut #sukuna x you #jjk x reader #jjk x you #sukuna #l&ds sylus #jjk sukuna #dividers by @anitalenia

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atzloverr · 10 months ago

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My favorite fics/blogs!!!

(multifandom)

The answer by @berryunho

this might me by favorite ateez fic y’all… It’s literally so GOOOODDDDD I’m obsessed… (atz x reader, cult au)

@freyaphoria

this entire blog is everything !! (never stop posting girl your stories are amazing) lovely yandere atz x reader stories

@yankpop

A blog with lots of yan bts x reader and I’m here for it!

Abundance by @angelicyoongie

ot7 hybrid bts x reader, I’m literally obsessed with this story and I still hope that the author picks it up again 😭

Caught between the devil and the deep blue sea

(ao3) LOVE this ot8 ateez x reader fic!! The story is so good I’ve literally cried reading it…

Polarity

(ao3) yandere Jungkook x reader. I don’t need to say more. Read it.

The obsidian pearl by @angelicyoongie

yandere mermaid!Seokjin x reader, only a few chapters, but still amazing!!!

Complete

(wattpad) I don’t know how many times I’ve reread this story… It’s my comfort fic i think😭 a bts x reader soulmate au fic.

The four kingdoms

(wattpad) another AMAZING bts x reader story. This fic is the first part of the “blue eyes” series, and I’ve read all four parts like a million times… The following parts:

pyramids, dynasty, mist (mist isn’t finished)

Seven sins

(wattpad) seven deadly sins!bts x reader.

Blood ink

(wattpad) tattoo artist!Jungkook x reader, gang au

Circus by @lani-heart

A sweet (and angsty) fic about ot8 hybrid!ateez x reader!!! I highly recommend it! (ongoing)

@cheollipop

suuuuuch a good blog, has atz x reader and some svt x reader

@angelicyoongie

Amazing bts x reader stories!!! (two of them are mentioned in this post lol)

@xosannie

lovely nsfw ateez x reader, I’m so happy I found this blog likeeee, obsessed with their work dirty little secret (mingi x reader)

Guerilla by @sorryimananti-romantic

serial killer!Yunho x reader, literally obsessed with this and their entire blog!!!! And I’m Yunho biased so this hit the spot

@bro-atz

One of if not THE best atz nsfw x reader fics… Literal art, go follow right now!!!

Heavy and sticky by @k-hotchoisan

some filthy Seonghwa x reader smut!!!

When flowers bloom in the dark by @makeitmingi

Already so invested in this mafia au Hongjoong x reader story. It’s sooo good

Atz as boyfriends (nsfw ver) by @sorryimananti-romantic and @eightmakesonebraincell

explicit ateez ot8 headcannons (I’m obsessed)

The feral drabbles by @mint-yooxgi

Ateez (and skz but I haven’t read) x reader one-shots/drabbles!!! Includes darker themes (yandere), and omg this writing is so good!!!

@last-words-ofashootingstar

such good ateez x reader fics and drabbles!!! this blog has yandere content as well! Love their work allure

@gyupinkys

amazing svt x reader and atz x reader!!! I love their work like crazy (yandere Seonghwa x reader)

Our leaves must fall before our flowers can bloom by @eightmakesonebraincell

poly ot8 atz x reader and ice hockey au, I literally died when reading this the writing is insanely good

Mist of celeste

(ao3) craziest read in my life. Space pirates atz x reader and this is a literary masterpiece. Read. It.

@holybibly

THE ONE AND ONLY QUEEN (atz x reader)

Sentinent by @trivia-yandere

(Oneshot) Yandere android namjoon x reader, omg I am obsessed with this and the author’s other works!!

Bloodline

(ao3) INSANE READ. I literally pray to god that this ot8 atz x reader story continues!!!

Case: It’s You by @potatomountain

Ahhhh this poly!atz x reader story was so amazing!!!! The twist in this was absolutely crazy, and I can’t wait for book 2 to get released! This author ate the enemies to lovers trope

Charade

(ao3) I just LOVE this ot8 atz x reader!!! This story is a zombie-apocalypse au!

@smileysuh

I love this blog so much!!! I love their NCT and SVT fics, and I strongly recommend their fic daylighter (vampire!Wonwoo + Werewolf!Mingyu x reader)

Finders keepers by @starlightkun

I AM OBSESSED with this alien!Jungwoo x human!reader fic!!! It’s absolutely adorable and you have to read it NOWWW!

@neonacity

I love this blog and especially the work Lucid (yandere nct dream x reader)

I’ll update this post if I find new works that I enjoy!

my masterlist

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olivialivvy17 · 5 months ago

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Racing to the beat - Daniel Ricciardo

summary: Daniel gets a new teammate in VCRB, a F2 female championship winner for the 2025 season. What he didn't expect was her to be extremely genz and a kpop fan.

pairing: fem rookie driver!reader x Daniel Ricciardo

AU: Social media!AU and Written!AU

warnings: swearing, use of yn, hate comments, reader is 25.

face claim: Amna Al Qubaisi for professional f1 photos, the rest are from pinterest.

a/n: hey guysss. this is my first time writing something like this, so any feedback is welcome! the story is set more in the future so it's not correct races wise. also let's pretend Daniel didn't retire (I miss him sm). okay love you and enjoy! <3

part one next>

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F1 BREAKING: Yn Yln joins RB for the 2025 season! The F2 graduate will replace Liam Lawson, who heads to Red Bull.

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visacashapprb Welcome to the team Yn!

ynusername ahhhh so excited to be part of the 2025 season! :D

user1 serving face on the track is what we need

user2 MOTHER MADE IT TO F1 !!!!!!

kimi.antonelli Can't believe we made to F1 together 🥺

ynusername so proud of us 😭

danielricciardo Welcome mate! :)

ynusername i'm so honored to race with you Daniel! :D (i'm totally not freaking out rn)

kimi.antonelli (yeah she's totally not freaking out)

user3 let's hope she doesn't bring drama into f1

user2 🤓☝🏻 just put the fries in the bag bro

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bestfriend literally crying over here. I'm so proud of you pookie 😭

ynusername now I'm crying😭 thank you for supporting me through everything <3

olliebearman our journey continues 💪🏻

kimi.antonelli together forever 🤞🏻

ynusername together forever 🤞🏻

user4 can't wait to watch her eat up all these men

f1 everyone is proud!

danielricciardo we gotta show them what duo we can be

ynusername heck yeah we will!

user5 what does she exactly know about racing? hope she doesn't drag Daniel down

user2 there's the door 🫵🏻🚪

user6 I love women in stem 🙏🏻 liked by ynusername

liamlawson30 good luck Yn! have fun :)

ynusername thank you Liam :D

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bestfriend no way you're bringing all of them!?

ynusername yes way, I paid for them, they are coming with me 🙂‍↕️

user7 A KPOP FAN???????? OH MY GODDDD

danielricciardo What is all that? looks like weirdly shaped books🤔

ynusername they are my kpop albums :)

danielricciardo Kpop? Definitely didn't expect you to be a fan, you have so many

ynusername you can call me a big fan lol. I can play you some of my favorite songs while training

danielricciardo Yeah sure, I learn something new everyday

#f1 #f1 x reader #f1 x you #f1 imagine #daniel riccardo x reader #daniel riccardo imagine #daniel ricciardo #dr3 #formula 1 #f1 social media au #f1 smau #instagram au #smau

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slaaverin · 2 months ago

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I wanted to make this post to express my profound gratitude to each of you.

Since I posted the edit I received so many incredibly wonderful messages and posts and comments everywhere and words so kind that I simply don't know what to say because I feel words are not enough to properly express my feelings.

All I can say is that I'm going through a very difficult time in my life right now because my father is in the hospital having health issues and it's honestly been hell but at the same time I check the edit and see the beautiful comments and I cry from happiness so it's a real rollercoaster where I can be extremely sad and very happy the next moment XD life is weird like that!

What I find beautiful is that through jikook's love and our connexion to it and their journey it's like we are all connected by our hearts (getting all sappy here) and I don't know I never expected finding this online.

But it's like a big part of the community rallied behind this edit and poured their heart out to give their love to jikook (and indirectly me) and wow that is so wonderful that I'm not sure my heart can contain that much joy I'm gonna blow up 😭

So really thank you to each of you for being such beautiful people and I'm SO GLAD we share that same love for jikook and that we cherish love in general I don't have enough superlative to say how wonderful it truly is, you are all a blessing to this world 💜

At the moment I couldn't care less about the negativity it doesn't even exist because when I see how much people care about jikook's journey and what they represent and how deeply touched people are it just makes me think that all of it is worth it and it feels incredibly right.

Thank you for being such a bright light and supporting jikook like you did and I'm incredibly proud to be part of this community 🥹

Ahhh I wish jikook would see all of your comments I am sure it would warm their hearts like it did mine, how loved they would feel 😭 Maybe serendipity will put the video in their way 👉🏻👈🏻

I'm giving you all a collective hug 🫂

Thank god you exist, thank god jikook exist and ahhhh I can't wait to continue celebrating their love in the future 🥹

Truly being a jikooker is blissful 💜

Love you all and see you soon 🥰

#jikook #saying I'm thankful isnt enough #you're all so great #the best actually #bless you

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mimasroom2 · 11 months ago

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Hot tub time ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و

Ellie x reader modern au/slice of life

I have a hot tub but we need to get it fixed. I’m literally so eager so I wrote this LMAO. I LOVE SLICE OF LIFE ELLIE X READER SM!! Expect a bunch more, I have so many ideas written down😚 Im so sappy grrrr,,, I already wrote kinky ass sex so here’s soft sex for u guys😋

C/w: smut lol. Ellie + reader have their own house YAHOO! A bit of fluff in this one >•<. Au but Joel is still dead 😞. He’s mentioned like once. Cunnilingus😝 (r! Receiving) I feel so awkward using y/n like seriously and unironically ahhhh.

W/c: 2.4k

𓆟. ° .• .𓆝 .• ° . 𓆟 . ° .• .𓆞

“I’m actually so fucking bored I’m gonna gouge my eyes out.”

You scoff and roll your eyes. Ellie is always so damn dramatic. You glance over and she’s pretending to pull her hair out, large fistfuls in each hand.

You playfully shove her, “Okay, shut up Ellie.” And you both laugh. It was winter, and she was right… sadly. There was nothing to do during this time of year. Well, besides stay in and cuddle. The only problem was.. you’ve already done that. You two were both off work for the holidays, and you’ve already spent the wholeeeee vacation laying in bed together, so you guessed that Ellie wanted to do something a little more active.

“Wanna play Mario kart? I think the switch is in the bedroom.” You try suggesting, absentmindedly rubbing her leg.

“Nah,” she stretches her arms out on the couch, “Somethin’ more like physical yknow. Gotta keep these pretty muscles toned.” She winks at you, and you roll your eyes.

“You’re actually such a gym rat, you should just live there at this point.” You smirk to yourself, examining your nails.

“Maybe if I did I wouldn’t constantly trip on all the shit you leave around here.” Ellie remarks back, lightly kicking you on the knee.

“Hey, I keep it pretty clean considering we both share a room, thank you very much.” You cross your arms and huff.

Ellie gasps and starts kicking you more, so you yelp and start shoving her away. Suddenly she stops, holding out both her hands. “Holy fuck, babe. Yknow what I forgot about?”

“Huh.”

“Hot tub.”

You sit up at lighting speed, “OH DAMN YOURE RIGHT!” You actually can’t believe you forgot about that thing. You try to remember the last time you even used it.. must have been last summer. The hot tub was one of things that you’re OBSESSED with at first, but then you use it one too many times and you forget about it for a couple months. And then the cycle continues.

Ellie leaps off the couch and bolts down the hall. “GET YOUR SWIMSUIT ON WE ARE GOING IN!!”

You come outside and see Ellie lifting up the top of the hot tub. The whole things underneath a roof outside, so there’s not much snow in the porch where you two are standing, but it’s still really cold. You look up at the sky. The sun is starting to set, it’s been a little over an hour since you two had dinner. Delicious deer soup that Ellie made from when she went hunting a couple days ago. You always said that if Ellie was stuck in a post apocalyptic world, she would survive.

You suddenly remember the cold air hitting you, breaking you out of your thoughts of your girlfriend. You shiver, and pull the robe you’re wearing tighter around your body. You glance over at Ellie still messing with the top of the hot tub. All Ellie’s wearing is her classic swimsuit: plain black top and swim shorts. Her tattoo flexes as she finally pops the top off and turns the hot tub on.

You jump up and down in your slippers, trying to move to stay warm. “Ellieeee how much longer?”

She reaches down into the water and starts poking around at the buttons and jets. “Hold your horses, y/n, I gotta check all the filters n shit. Haven’t used this in a hot minute.”

“Mmmm I know but it’s cold.” You groan in protest. You know damn well you’re being a brat, but you swear you’re not built for any weather too hot or too cold.

“Well you wanna shut up and help me? Make it go by faster..” She looks up at you and you shake your head vigorously. “Yeah thas’ what I thought.” She smirks at you.

After what felt like foreverrrrr in the cold, Ellie turns the jets on and says you can hop in. There’s steam coming off the water as it hits the cold air. You can barley wait, you’re hyping the hot tub up in your mind. It’s something that feels like a luxury to you. The only thing that can make you stop thinking about your precious hot tub is your precious Ellie. You look up at her and get butterflies, even though you two have been dating for about 2 years now. She looks soooo beautiful, just standing there, folding up the tarp from the tub. You shake your head, thinking it’s so damn stupid to be drooling over your girlfriend who’s literally just standing there, doing the most mundane possible thing.

Some snow falls on top of your head so you brush it off. It’s getting too cold for you. You lick your lips, turning around to shed your rob, you’re still slightly shy undressing in front of Ellie, even though you’re still in a swimsuit. You hang your cute pink robe up on the hook where the towels you brought out are.

Turning back around to head into the tub, you see Ellie with her back towards you, messing around with the water guns from last summer. You check her out unapologetically, looking at her ass before you snap into reality again and take your slippers off to step into the hot tub. The hot water feels like it burns your skin, compared to the cold winter air. You take a couple minutes slowly sliding more of your body deeper into the water.

Ellie turns around, with one water gun still in her hand. “Feel alright, babe? Not too hot?”

You sink in deeper, up to your neck, “Mm feels good.” And then rise up again slowly, “Come in, Els. I’m gettin’ bored in here.”

“Oh yeah?” She closes one eye and lifts up the gun, suddenly shooting a short stream of cold ass water at you. “Not so bored now, huh?” She laughs and walks closer to you.

Your jaw drops and you scream when the water hits you, “ELLIEEEEE WHAT THE FUCKKKK!”

��What?” She fakes a pout, lowering the water gun. “I told you I gotta keep these muscles in good shape, right?”

Before you can retort, she’s already getting in the hot tub. “God, shove over. I’m freezing.” She accidentally splashes you as she’s hastily getting in.

“Ellieeeee! Don’t splash me! >~<“ you whine, but she just laughs, and this time splashes you on purpose. You sigh dramatically at all her antics.

She doesn’t reply, and just sinks in deeper, and you take no shame in watching her stretch her body out. Ellie groans slightly at the hot water enveloping her body. You sigh and blink at her, watching her eyebrows furrow. She slowly leans her head back against the headrest of the hot tub. You swear she’s egging you on, because she moans softly, giving you the perfect view of her neck, which she knows is your favorite place to kiss her. Suddenly, Ellie opens her eyes and says something that breaks you out of the trance you’ve had all day, “You keep lookin’ at me. What’s goin’ on?”

You let yourself float away from her in the water ever so slightly, “Nothing. I’m not looking at you.”

“Yknow I can like,,, feel your eyes burning into my back whenever you stare at me.”

You cover your face with your hands and

face away from her. She laughs to herself. She finds it so cute you still get flustered around her even after all this time you’ve been together.

“That’s too bad because I’m reallyyyy not looking at you.”

Instead of a snarky remark back, Ellie’s abnormally silent. You slowly bring your hands down to face her again, and she’s just looking at you with this look in her eyes. You think it’s somewhere in between concern and contemplation. “You trust me, right?” She says softly, after a few moments. You’re surprised, this is probably the quietest Ellie’s ever been with you.

“Of course I do. What’s wrong, Ellie?” Her tone is completely different than what you’re used to. This only happens on the rare occasion you guys have a disagreement. Or when you talk about something serious.

“Jus’ don’t want you thinking I’m gonna leave you.” She says, almost ashamed. She’s fidgeting with her fingers like how she always does, and avoiding your gaze.

You laugh softly. “Were you….. going to?” You can feel your heart rate speeding up.

Ellie’s eyes widen, “No. no no no.” She sighs, slowly, taking a few moments to collect her thoughts. “I get scared thinking about the future.” She mutters.

You look up at her. You knew Ellie gets scared. Of course she does. When she told you about Joel dying on what, your second date, you knew she’s not as… sturdy.. as she pretends to be sometimes. But that was in the past, and to hear Ellie admit she is worried about her own life ahead of her.. honestly made you surprised.

“Like.. I just want you to know that I’m always gonna be here for you.” She looks so concerned, like she might cry if you guys talk about this for any longer. She’s still looking down, trying to make herself smaller.

“Oh, Ellie.” You raise your hand up and softly tilt her chin to look at you. “I know. Okay? And nothing bad is gonna happen to you. Or me. Or us.”

She looks into your eyes for a second, before she gently tucks your hair behind your ear, leans in, and kisses you.

The kiss is as soft as she’s been talking - all emotion and thought as her lips move slowly against yours. She puts her hand on the back of your neck, pulling you in closer. You sigh into the kiss. She was so tender with you right now. You were so used to fervent and desperate make out sessions with her. Not that that was bad, at all, but you didn’t realize how nice of a change this was until it was happening. You grab her waist, pulling her in closer to you. All of her is so soft and warm against you: her lips, tattooed arm, thighs.. and not just because you two were in the hot tub.

She pulls away to look at you, and you want to melt from the look on her face. She looks like she’s actually in heaven.

“I really love you.”

You smile softly at her, tracing over her tattoo lightly with your finger. “I love you too.” You pull her back into a kiss. After a couple more minutes, she’s more intent with her movements, like how she usually is. She’s not afraid to run her hands over your thighs and squeeze you nipple under your swimsuit.

You gasp at the sudden contact, and moan a little into her mouth.

She pulls away, “Cmon, baby. Need more of that.” and kisses you again, almost immediately licking your bottom lip, asking for entrance. She’s not as soft anymore, back to her usual self wanting to make you moan in pleasure as she works your body. You don’t even try fighting for dominance, just letting her tongue dance around yours as she pleases.

“Ellie…” is all you have to say, and she understands, shifting her position to let you have more of her. You want to press yourself down onto her, and please you both at the same time. You lift your legs up, trying to hook them around her, but you start floating away in the water. You’re not even going fast, it’s so comical how slow the jets are pushing you. You snort and reach out to grab Ellie’s hand.

“Ohmygod!” Ellie starts laughing and she grabs your hand, “Can’t exactly scissor in the water, I guess.” You blush and scoff at how forward she can be.

“Cmere. Let’s get ya propped up.”

You untie the knots on you bikini bottoms to take them off, tossing them somewhere you’ll pick up later. She grabs your hand and gently guides you to sit on the edge of the hot tub, on one of the corners so you don’t lean back and fall off. She brings your arm down to her face, and kisses you on the back of the hand. You smile and giggle. You swear you feel like a little girl again. You’re a princess and Ellie is your prince. You glance up at the sky - the sun is setting. An array of orange and pinks.

Ellie’s below you, turning down the jets of the tub a little, and getting into her favorite position: right between your thighs. You really couldn’t ask for a more perfect fantasy if you tried.

“This okay?” She asks, lightly rubbing your thigh with her thumb.

“Yes,” you breathe out, “please, Ellie.”

From where she is, you’re practically a goddess towering above her. You feel powerful and confident, and fucking desperate, wanting Ellie to just devour you already.

Ellie only hums in response before kissing your clit. You gasp sharply, you swear no matter how many times she eats you out you could never get used to the heavenly feeling. Her tongue starts lapping you up, and you moan loudly. You silently thank the neighbors for never being outside late during the winter, and that the hot tub is reasonably private, so no one can see you.

Maybe it’s just the cold frigid night air in comparison to Ellie’s warm, wet mouth, but you swear this is some of the best head she’s ever given you. Ellie never stopped licking and kissing at your clit - eventually she didn’t know if you were shaking from the sex or shivering because of the cold, but either way, she could tell from the volume of your moans that you weren’t going to last much longer.

“Mmmmmm- gonna cum soon..”

Ellie just nods, her face still buried into you. You can feel her cute little nose bumping up against you, and both her hands are up on your knees, spreading your thighs open for her.

She knows you’re close when you start whimpering and gasping for air.

“Ohmygod ohmygod Ellie,, fuck- you’re gonna make me cum..”

As soon as you warn her you’re throwing your head back, and your hips snap up as your orgasm takes over you. She keeps licking you clean until your breathing slows and you let yourself sink back down into the hot water.

You can’t even think of anything to say, so you grab Ellie’s arm and wrap it around you, as a way to ask her to cuddle you.

“Always such a cuddle bug after you cum..” Ellie mutters, mostly to herself, as she rests her head on yours.

You just chuckle and look up into the sky as the sun finally sets. You sigh in and out the cold winter air. Ellie kisses the top of your head, whispering one more ‘I love you’ as she pulls you closer into her arms.

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lydiasfalling · 5 months ago

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SUNSHINE , TEMPTRESS

percy jackson x apollo!reader

➸✧˖*°࿐ taglist : open!

˗ˋˏ warnings : none! pure fluff ˎˊ-

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AHHHH first post!! i hope yall like this cute little fluffy one-shot cause i had a fun time writing it. recs are open!!

while you couldn’t quite put your finger on it, something about sleeping in percy’s bed made naps better. the warmth of his skin as he pressed into you was a feeling that would never get old. there you laid, basking in the sunlight that filter in through the window. you were tangled in percy’s sheets and blankets. he had white sheets, with little sharks printed on the fabric, and a light blue duvet. you could feel him shift in the space next to you, gripping your waist and pulling you further into him.

he let out a gentle huff that tickled the skin of your shoulder. judging by the way the sun sat in the sky, you two had napped until around five pm. carefully, you began to shuffle out of his tight embrace.

“Mmm—where ya’ going, angel?” percy grumbled, voice clearly gone due to his slumber.

“to paint. you look so pretty. couldn’t help it.” you shrugged sheepishly, sitting down at your easel. percy had taken it upon himself to get painting supplies in his cabin because he didn’t want you to leave, which benefited both of you.

“your paints will be there later. . . !” he drew out the final syllable in the last word. you giggled at his annoyance, dismissing his protests to you painting.

you picked up your paint pallet, getting a base color on the entirety of the ivory canvas. as your brush danced across the surface, you answered percy. “chill out, water boy. i’m right here. just wanna start this before i lose the idea.”

“what’s the idea?” he sat up in bed, rubbing his eyes and leaning back on his hands. he looked at you with such an intense gaze, eyes focused on the movements of your hands as they guided the brush.

your eyes connected, “the ocean. it’s gonna be for you.”

“you know what would be even lovelier for me? you coming back to bed. miss you.” he flopped back down, gesturing for you to take back your place next to him.

“give me one minute. just to finish the base color.” you continued, covering the final place on the canvas before getting up to rejoin him. he noticed your movements towards him, getting comfortable in the bed once again. you laid back down next to him, head resting on his chest while he traced shapes on you back. “you’re so clingy.”

“mhm. only for you, sunshine.” he closed his eyes as his breathing became even once again. soon after him, you succumbed to the hypnos’ realm.

safe to say, chiron was not happy about you two skipping dinner for the third night in a row.

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Hiiii, for a one shot, I was thinking about adult!van and reader in an established relationship, they stayed together through the wilderness and couldn't leave one another. Life is not easy, guilt and nightmares making it difficult for both of them, but life is almost peaceful when they're together. They couldn't be more happy, they both like their jobs, somehow happy with what they're doing with their lives. But, recently, reader started to talk less and less to Van, avoiding her gaze, and most of all her physical contact. Van didn't push it at first, not wanting to make reader uncomfortable. But, reader continued to avoid Van like the pest, despite living together, always refusing any sort of physical contact, always managing to avoid talking somehow. Van is starting to get worried, thinking she did something wrong or maybe that reader is going to leave her. And as she goes to confront reader, to understand what's happening she hears noises in the bathroom. The door is slightly open and that's how she sees reader frowning at herself in the mirror, slightly mumbling about negative things. Then Van enters and reader immediately puts clothes back on. Van tries to ask about what happened but reader denies it, saying that everything is okay. But Van is getting more and more worried, she is almost tearful, thinking that it was going to be over for them and that reader was going to leave her. Reader, when she sees Van like this, immediately feels guilty and reassured her before finally explaining what's been on her mind for so long : reader felt insecure about her scars (honestly could be anything you want : the ones she got from the wilderness, in an accident, SH, or even stretch marks, whatever makes you more comfortable writing about) and was disgusted by her own body. Van finds this ridiculous because first of all she loves reader more than anything and also because reader never had a problem with her scars on her face, always kissing them. So, during the next days, Van makes herself a mission : making reader feel better. It could be some nice little comments, soft touches, etc. Could also be during sex and Van worshiping reader's body gently <3

I think it would work as fluff, hurt/comfort and smut if you want to :)!

— i’ll look after you || adult!van x reader 🦊 (post-crash)

a/n: thanks for req! didn’t include the smut part cause i didn’t feel like it. let me know if you want to write soft smut to that anyway. im definitely open to that! it was so fun to write ahhhh

summary: you got too deep in your head. van, as always, is here to help you get through it. hurt/comfort. fluff.

warnings: mentions of self harm, self hatred, standard yellowjackets warnings.

word count: about 2.7k.

It all started years ago, when you finally managed to leave the wilderness behind. As soon as the plane took off, you didn't look back. You didn't even want to.

The problem was, that place was going to haunt you for the rest of your life.

You remember the flight vividly—how terrifying it was. Your whole body shook, cold sweat clung to your palms, and your fingers clutched Van's hand with desperate strength.

Van was always there. No matter what.

So when you felt her fingers lace through yours, squeezing so tightly you thought she might crush your bones, you felt a spark of hope.

A chance, at least, at a normal life.

With her.

Because the thought that Van might not be there was something you never allowed yourself to entertain. Not after everything you had endured together. Not after spending nearly every waking moment side by side, clinging to each other to stay sane—against all odds.

You looked at her.

Everyone was silent then, lost between fear and a fragile sense of relief. The only sounds were the steady hum of the plane's engines and the low murmurs of the rescue crew—speaking as though afraid that a raised voice might shatter the fragile peace and send one of you lunging at them.

Maybe they weren't entirely wrong. You didn't know anymore.

Van met your gaze at last, tired but looser, more at ease than the others. After so much time spent running in circles, after so many days just fighting to survive, she looked as though someone had lifted a crushing weight off her shoulders.

You knew that some of you would never adjust. Would never fit back into the rhythm of the world, would never fully understand what normal was anymore.

But you and Van had each other. And that made you less afraid than the rest.

The first few weeks back were the hardest. Beyond the paparazzi, the nosy journalists, the endless hospital examinations—you simply couldn't find your place around.

Returning home to a place where everything was in its rightful spot was... strange. Running water, warm radiators, soft beds—it was all so horribly normal it made your skin crawl. You couldn't imagine going to college now, or worse—getting a job.

Not when, only a month ago, your teeth had torn through human flesh and dirt had soaked into the marrow of your bones.

It was then that Van, finally discharged from the hospital, announced that you absolutely had to catch up on all the movies you had missed while you were gone.

You agreed—because you couldn't imagine being away from her for long.

Besides, it gave you both something to do. Something to anchor yourselves with, to stop yourselves from drifting too far into the dark corners of your own minds.

Even if it meant rotting in front of the TV, holding hands, and gorging on junk food you hadn't seen in months.

Van preferred being at your place anyway. Her mother was too much. And your parents didn't mind. They were just relieved you had some shred of normalcy left.

You always curled up next to her, watching whatever terrible movie Van had dragged in.

Years later, not much had changed. If anything, it had only gotten better.

You lived together now, as far from Wiskayok as you could manage. Partly because you had always wanted to escape that shithole, and partly because you couldn't bear the sight of the others—wandering the streets like empty shells.

Van had opened a small but sufficient business of her own. You had found a stable job at last. Van's scars had softened with time, and you made sure to kiss each one every night.

Evenings were still spent the same way: curled up on the couch, with cheap snacks and some ridiculous film Van had unearthed.

"Van," you said one evening, grimacing but laughing at the same time. "This movie is terrible. Put on something else."

"Hey," she grinned, wrapping her arm tighter around your shoulders, pulling you even closer. "This is a classic, babe. You can't just call it terrible. It's essential viewing."

"Is it?" you teased, raising your eyebrows. "I think I was a much happier person before this movie started."

Van rolled her eyes but kissed your forehead anyway, smiling that lopsided smile you loved so much.

"Too late," she murmured, pulling back just enough to flash you a goofy grin.

You always slept together. In all the twenty-five years since your return, there had only been a handful of nights you slept apart. Not because you couldn't stand being separated, but because it was easier that way.

Safer.

The unpleasant hum of voices and memories in your head would grow quieter when you were together.

There were nights when one of you would wake up disoriented, unsure of where you were. And every time, you ended up curled up together, wrapped in blankets like some makeshift straightjacket, waiting for dawn. Because after those nightmares, sleep didn't come easily. You had to start over, every day.

There were days when one of you couldn't settle. Restless. Like you no longer fit inside your own skin, like guilt was gnawing an unbearable hole through you.

And when it felt like you were about to shatter apart, the other would catch you—suggest a walk, a stupid conversation, anything to pull you back.

Van knew she couldn't survive without you.

And then, one day, it hit you. That strange, suffocating feeling.

And not even Van's hands could chase it away this time. Her words, for the first time, didn't help.

You felt as lost as you had at seventeen.

If you couldn't live normally, you decided, you would at least pretend. For Van. For what you had.

It didn't work.

Not when you stood before the bathroom mirror in utter silence and really looked at yourself. Suddenly, everything chafed worse than ever. You couldn't just shrug it off as a bad day anymore.

Being queer in the '90s hadn't been easy. And your thighs still bore the evidence—white scars slicing across your skin. Not to mention the marks left from the wilderness itself, in random places, some more visible than others.

You hadn't thought about them in a long time. But now, you couldn't stop.

Especially now, when your body had changed over the years. And for the first time in your life, you wondered if Van might... leave.

So, whether consciously or not, you pushed her away first.

At first, Van thought it was just one of those bad days you both sometimes had. You avoided her—which was strange. You refused to meet her eyes. You always kept some distance between you. You sat farther away on the couch, flinching when she tried to touch you.

Van decided to give you space. Maybe it would pass. After everything you'd been through, how could she blame you?

She told herself it would fade, like everything else.

But she started worrying when you began skipping goodbye kisses before leaving for work. A kiss took seconds. You had always found time before.

Then you stopped letting her touch you at all.

You even started avoiding changing clothes in front of her—something that had never been a problem before. After all, in the wilderness, you had seen each other naked countless times. It had been almost natural.

And yet.

That's when Van truly started to worry. Confused didn't even begin to cover it.

One evening, she decided enough was enough.

She would get through to you, one way or another. She couldn't go back to those dark days. She couldn't keep worrying that you would slip through her fingers and shatter into pieces.

Van felt like she was seventeen again.

You were lying on the bed, reading god-knows-what, and Van barely cared. She walked over, gently tugging the book from your hands. She hoped you'd laugh—or at least smile.

Instead, you stiffened.

Van hesitated—but leaned in anyway, bracing herself on her arms and nuzzling her cold nose against your neck.

You flinched.

And not from pleasure.

Her lips found your neck, her hand sliding down to your thigh.

That's when you started to squirm, trying to gently push her away. Your hands trembled. Your pulse sped up. And suddenly, you felt trapped—like a wild animal.

You almost bolted from the room.

"Not... not tonight, Van," you muttered. You didn't even call her "love," like you usually did. Just her name. Something twisted painfully in Van's gut.

"I'm just... not in the mood," you added, fumbling for excuses. "Maybe another time."

You slipped out from under her, leaving Van more worried and confused than ever before.

And a horrible thought—an ugly, gnawing thought—sprouted in her mind:

Maybe you wanted to leave.

A few days later, after closing up shop, Van decided she couldn't take it anymore. The doubt. The fear. The guilt gnawing at her that she had somehow screwed everything up.

You used to tell each other everything. Why couldn't you now?

Van wasn't about to give up on the life she had fought so hard for. She had everything she had ever dreamed of. And she wasn't going to let it fall apart.

Even if her heart hammered in her chest and her legs shook slightly, she hunted through the house for you.

Finally, she found the bathroom door ajar.

She froze.

You were standing there, pants pushed halfway down your thighs, a loose shirt hanging off your shoulders, examining... the scars?

Van realized you were staring at yourself like you were searching for something that wasn't there.

"Disgusting," you muttered under your breath.

And that was enough.

Van pushed the door open.

You turned to her, wide-eyed, yanking your pants back up and fumbling to button your shirt. She had already seen. But you couldn't bear the thought of her seeing again. Because maybe this time, she would agree with you. Maybe this time, she would see you the way you feared most.

"What are you doing?" she asked softly, standing in the doorway.

You shook your head, forcing the most fake smile you had ever given her.

"Nothing," you said. But the tremor in your voice betrayed you.

Silence stretched between you. Heavy and loaded—like the nights in the wilderness when you spoke of dreams you didn't really believe would ever come true.

Van wasn't about to let it go.

"Okay," she sighed at last, her voice filled with confusion. You bit your lip, guilt gnawing deeper and deeper with each second. "I'm tired of this shit," Van said. "Tell me what's going on."

You clenched your jaw. Lowered your hands. Looked at yourself in the mirror again.

Took a deep breath.

"Nothing's wrong, Van," you lied—and the words tasted like acid in your mouth.

"Bullshit," she snapped. Her voice cracked. She swallowed hard, fists clenching at her sides, eyes locked on yours so fiercely you couldn't look away this time. "You're avoiding me," she said.

You dug your nail painfully into your palm.

"You're avoiding me, and I have no idea why," she continued. "I'm tired of being brushed off. I'm scared to death, and you're just..." her voice cracked again, tears glinting in her eyes. "...you're just pretending nothing's fucking wrong."

"You want to leave me?" she asked at last, a single tear sliding down her cheek.

"What?" you stared at her, stunned. "No. It's not that. I don't want..."

"Then what is it?" she pushed. You had only seen Van cry a handful of times. Knowing you had caused it now made you feel even worse.

And you broke.

"I feel horrible," you said finally, your voice barely above a whisper. "In my own skin. With my body. With the scars..." You shrugged helplessly."I feel disgusting."

Van blinked. Once. Twice.

Then she laughed softly— not because she thought it was silly, but because she couldn't understand how you didn't see it.

"Why didn't you tell me?" she whispered, her expression turning serious as she took a small step toward you.

And when you neither moved nor answered, her hands found your waist, pulling you tightly against her chest. Into a warm, firm embrace. Her fingers slid through your hair, and you felt something inside you shatter completely.

And it didn't even feel bad.

The tears came freely then. You broke down completely in her arms, soaking the front of her t-shirt, your fingers clenching tightly into the fabric as if it were the only thing keeping you grounded. You didn't know what you would do without her. And you never wanted to find out.

"I'm sorry," you sobbed into her shoulder, and she only held you tighter, anchoring you so you wouldn't spiral even deeper. Just like she always had. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..." The words died somewhere along the way.

Van held you like that for a good half hour. Until you calmed down. Until the tears slowed, until your eyes grew puffy and your lips tasted salty from crying. Until your grip on her softened at last.

She carried you without a word to the bedroom, wrapping you tightly in her arms throughout the night, just like she had done so many years ago. In case you woke up needing her. At least it gave her a few hours to think of a way to fix this.

She listened to the steady rhythm of your breathing, adjusted automatically when you shifted in your sleep, whispered softly in your ear about how much she loved you. Even if you weren't fully awake to hear it.

Eventually, Van found a way. She found a way to fix it.

And that was already more than half the battle won. Because Van was sure of one thing: She wasn't about to let you go. Not after holding you every night for the past twenty-five years.

Van launched a little plan.

It started the next morning, when she made you breakfast and buried you under a mountain of compliments.

"You don't have to say all that," you muttered, trying to wrangle the whirlwind of emotions tearing through your head—guilt, that strange nervousness whenever you tried to believe her.

Van simply sat down beside you at the table and tilted her head until you had no choice but to meet her eyes.

"I think about it every day," she said, a small, genuine smile tugging at her lips. "I think about you—always. Everywhere. I just figured it was time to start saying it out loud."

You stared at her.

Van had always had this uncanny ability to melt people's walls with the sheer force of warmth she somehow carried inside her. You never knew where she got it from. But you were endlessly grateful for it now.

She tucked a stray lock of hair behind your ear, and you had to fight the smile creeping onto your face.

Van hadn't been this stupidly proud of herself in a long time.

Over the next few days, she kept it up. Complimenting you. Sometimes so ridiculously that you couldn't help but laugh.

And it worked. God, it worked.

She didn't slow down either—if anything, she doubled down.

Then, once you started feeling a little better—a little more like yourself—she began pulling you close again during movie nights.

"You're staring," you mumbled one evening, your eyes glued to the TV. The stubborn knot in your chest loosened a little more each day. And every time it threatened to tighten again, stealing your breath away, Van was there to pull you back.

She just hummed, her eyes still fixed on you.

"Is that bad?" she asked softly, her fingers tracing slow, comforting circles on your arm. Then she began planting small kisses along your shoulder, your neck—anywhere she could reach.

You stiffened at first. But you didn't pull away. Not this time.

"I guess not," you murmured at last, tilting your head a little, giving her better access. Her lips roamed up and down, her hands gently massaging the scars on your thighs. And this time—you didn't flinch.

"Good," she murmured against your jaw, pressing another kiss there."Because I love you too damn much not to stare."

#van palmer #vanessa palmer #van palmer x reader #van palmer x you #yellowjackets #yellowjackets x you #my writing

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seonghwaddict · 1 year ago

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ateez fic recs!

🧸 lilo’s notes! here is a collection of works that i loved and thought everyone should read! works marked with a bear emoji are some of my favs. i’ll be updating the list, of course. this list contains both sfw and nsfw content, minors please interact accordingly.

hongjoong

he’s kinda hot — @ohmyamor

“After a decent run with your boyfriend, you finally decide to end it when his paranoia becomes too much. Except, maybe he wasn’t crazy. And now you have demon who refuses to leave you alone.”

demon!hongjoong, fem!reader, fluff, slight angst, please see content warning before reading, suggestive

lilo’s notes! i absolutely love demon!atz aus and i can testify that this is definitely one of my favs. everything about this was absolutely fantastic and i may or may not revisit it every few weeks

you’re hongjoong’s bias — @jnginlov

“when you and your group go on idol radio to promote your latest comeback, you don’t anticipate one of the hosts to be completely enraptured by you”

idol au, fluff, gn!reader

lilo’s notes! listen… idol aus are usually not my cup of tea (though several fics on here prove that wrong), but this is absolutely one of the cutest things i’ve read.

seonghwa

new horizons — @fivestar-outlaw

“Attempting an all-nighter while playing Animal Crossing alongside your bias, you didn't expect your turnip prices to be such a high amount... nor did you expect Park Seonghwa to actually accept your offer to sell his turnips on your island.”

completed series, FLUFF, idol!hwa x nonidol!fem!reader, nsfw

lilo’s notes! EEEEEEE THIS FIC IS SO CUTEEEEEE

🧸 honest (but happy) accident — @ad0rechuu

uni student!hwa, gn!reader, fluff, slice of life

lilo’s notes! y’all are gonna get so sick of me cuz you’re gonna see multiple of zero’s fics on here. jokes aside, this is genuinely so fucking cute i was rolling around and giggling while reading it.

🧸 12:25 time of love — @jaehunnyy

kindergarten teacher!hwa, mom!reader, meet cute, fluff

lilo’s notes! imagining seonghwa in a job like that genuinely makes me so soft. whenever i’m in that Emotional mood i like to read this.

🧸 impressionism — @hwaightme

“a post-graduate student specialising in impressionism, you were a regular visitor to the many art galleries in the city. who knew that among the paintings you would encounter your favourite, timeless work of art?”

vampire!gallerist!hwa x art historian!gn!reader, fluff, soulmates

lilo’s notes! as an art history nerd, this fic is so beautiful especially when combined with a vampire au like AHHHH some of my fav things in one fic

yunho

early hours — @honeyhotteoks

“you run into him in the hallway of the hotel, it's late and you're exhausted from the concert, but he thinks you should grab a drink and you can't help but agree”

idol!yunho x nonidol!fem!reader, one night stand, nsfw, some fluff

lilo’s notes! HDJSJDJSJKF the way this had me glued to my phone and giggling should be studied.

🧸 principia and opticks — @bro-atz

“you're struggling with a specific class that's required for your major; but, luckily, your professor, professor jeong, has no problem helping you out outside of class” // “you and professor jeong yunho decided to continue your relationship secretly, only to almost get caught one day”

professor!yunho x student!reader (legal), nsfw, fluff

lilo’s notes! don’t judge me but i think professor x student (COLLEGE. LEGAL.) is such a good trope it’s always gonna have me running laps around my room.

bottle service — @bro-atz

“all yunho wants to do is fuck the bottle girl's brains out.”

big dick!yunho x small!afab!reader, nsfw

lilo’s notes! i have nothing to say for myself other than size kinks are hot. even more so when it’s related to yunho

christmas dinner — @a1sh1teruu

“it didn't just end with one dinner.”

ceo!yunho x secretary!fem!reader, fluff

lilo’s recs! THIS WAS WRITTEN FOR ME AGHHHHHHHH i love it so much i think about it at least once a week

🧸 summer nights — @honeyhotteoks

“he's your best friend and roommate, but during the heat of summer and the confinement of quarantine, you just can't seem to help yourselves.”

roommate!yunho, nsfw, fluff

lilo’s notes! i reread this yesterday and realised there’s a sequel. TRUST i will be devouring that as soon as i can

track 3: cyber sex — @highvern

whipped loser!yunho x camgirl!reader, nsfw

lilo’s notes! STOPPIJDIDJ yunho was so cute and shy in this i wanted to scream into a pillow

yeosang

🧸 lessons in intimacy — @honeyhotteoks

“you didn’t mean to actually meet the man who’s audio porn was single handedly getting you off every night, but you do”

camboy!yeo, nsfw, fluff

lilo’s notes! absolute perfection this was so sjsjjcjsjd i could feel myself slowly losing my mind

evolve — @nebulousbrainsoup

“more often than not, a life lived in Night City is carefully crafted, slotted firmly between preapproved lines—or it is if you value keeping it. whispers of freedom float just beyond the city's neon lights, and it's only through a chance encounter with the most unlikely of characters that you finally start to hear them.”

biker!yeosang x fem!reader, fluff, nsfw, some angst

lilo’s notes! despite it being 12k words i gobbled it up in a single sitting which is crazy tbh, it didn’t feel that long at all and i was so invested

san

🧸 prelude in e minor — @bro-atz

“your brain tells you to focus on your education, but your heart tells you to focus on professor choi”

professor!san, CELLIST!san, nsfw, angst

lilo’s notes! back at it with the professor aus yupppp y’all know me so well. i felt so many emotions while reading this i thought i was gonna go insane.

mingi

🧸 slowly, i’m going down — @yutasbellybuttonpiercing

“mingi hates studying, but what he hates way more than that is being perceived as stupid. what mingi loves on the other hand, are pretty people getting flustered about his voice or mingi shows you exactly what he hates and loves.”

college au, tutor!reader, nsfw

lilo’s notes! not only was this written so well, but it was so fucking entertaining. mingi is just so silly in this i love it.

angel eyes — @binniesbang

“Yunho teases Mingi when he trips over his words infront of a girl, he needs a little loving to make it better:((“

coffee shop au, fluff, comfort

lilo’s notes! AHHHHHHHH sobbing crying screaming this was so cute and soft i love this mingi

🧸 untitled — @teasteeper

“kissing practice with your best friend mingi”

best friend!mingj x fem!reader, nsfw

lilo’s notes! GRRRSGHDJDJD OH MY GOD mingi you ain’t slick at all- anyways, my turn when?

wooyoung

ribbon — @wooyoungmybelovedhusband

“You just love Wooyoung's dick, and maybe you wanted to make it look pretty like it truly is.”

daddy!wooyoung, nsfw

lilo’s notes! they be fucking but somehow it’s so??? cute?? really enjoyed this one 10/10

spiderman! — @cherrysoojins

“being spider-man comes with a lot advantages, but those advantages can have their disadvantages. like jung wooyoung not being able to show up to study groups to be able to see the girl he’s crushing on big-time.”

spiderman!wooyoung, smau + written, fluff, angst, crack. ongoing(?) series, last updated: july 7th, 2023

lilo’s notes! this was actually such a cute and fun fic and i really wished there were more chapters :c

backstage rockin’ — @a1sh1teruu

“after a late night of practice with the band, and with you lounging in the background. when his friends finally left, he couldn’t keep his hands to himself any longer.”

bandmate!wooyoung, nsfw

lilo’s notes! i think this was THE fic that awakened my love for bassists, that’s how good it was. zerda’s writing always has me giggling

jung wooyoung’s superpower — @ad0rechuu

best friend!wooyoung, fluff fluff fluff

lilo’s notes! ik i’ve probably said this a lot but this is ACTUALLY one of the cutest fics i’ve ever read i adore it so much

🧸 i’m just bein’ curious — @teeskz

“in which your friend wooyoung invites you over for a movie night”

pervy best friend!woooyung, nsfw

lilo’s notes! it’s short but if i said this didnt awaken something in me, i’d be lying. i reread it this morning and that’s what made me start this rec list

jongho

🧸 adorable — @i-luvsang

frenemy!jongho, gn!reader one bed trope, fluff, comedy

lilo’s notes! AHHHHH I LOVE RIA’S WRITING SO SO SO MUCH fluff by ria is genuinely so djdjdjsjd it’s got me giggling

untitled — @nateezfics

nsfw, fluff

lilo’s notes! i’m sorry but idc if they’re going at it, it’s so cute and soft?? they’re just so silly

multi

🧸 milky way — @ad0rechuu

“It’s not everyday that your friends childhood friend turns out to be the girl that you literally have a fan account for, but for Seonghwa, San and Mingi it’s become a reality. being able to get close to your bias is great! even if she does have a raging crush on someone else…”

fanboys!hwasangi x idol!reader, smau + written, fluff, angst, suggestive, slow burn. completed series, 60 chapters + 3 different endings

lilo’s notes! i will never not be grateful that this series exists. it’s funny, cute, and angsty and i absolutely love it with my whole heart. i think it’s one of the first fics i read on tumblr, so it’s really special to me + i think this was part of the reason i got close to my lovely zero

🧸 blurred lines and lies — @yuyusuyu

the synopsis is really long

best friend!yeosang x fem!reader x best friend!jongho, love triangle, romance, slice of life, angst. completed series, 10 chapters + 2 different endings

lilo’s notes! words cannot describe how i felt reading this but i think it’s comparable to going through every stage of grief possible plus more. genuinely, one of the best fics i’ve ever read

strawberry mocha — @pirateprincessblog

“your favorite café has a new barista, and he seems oddly familiar, especially when you see his hands move when he prepares your favourite beverage”

barista!camboy!wooyoung x fem!reader, ft yunho, nsfw, angst

lilo’s notes! my thought process while reading was a cycle of “oh my god” and “what the fuck” in the BEST way possible. the writing is so good i wanted to reach through the screen a smack some characters, and hug some others

clair de lune — @atzfilm

“you’ve finally gotten the chance to enter “clair de lune”, a infamous night club to see the band hiraeth. but why did you feel like their eyes only watched you?”

yandere!ot8 x fem!reader, angst, fluff, nsfw. completed series, 8 chapters.

lilo’s notes! so iconic. if you haven’t read this, you better and that’s a threat.

murphy’s law — @atzfilm

“according to murphy’s law, everything that can go wrong will go wrong. Black holes circle each other until they collide and merge, a cataclysm so fierce, sends ripples soaring through the fabric, crossing thousands of kilometers within a fraction of a second, leaving behind a wave on the space-time continuum. That’s the simplest way you can describe meeting him. And yet, even that is an understatement.”

alien!ot8, multi x fem!reader (not ot8), soulmate au, fluff, angst, nsfw, check other warnings. completed series, 5 chapters.

lilo’s notes! another iconic fic by an iconic writer, we love to see it

mists of celeste — @hongism

“Sneaking aboard the ship of a renowned space pirate may not have been the best idea, but you’ll have to make do with what fate has handed to you.”

space pirate!ateez, multiple pairings, angst, fluff, nsfw, check other warnings. ongoing series, 49 chapters + additional content

lilo’s notes! i’m pretty sure everyone on tumblr who reads atz fics has seen this one at some point and it definitely deserves its hype. this is probably one of the best, well thought-out fics i’ve ever read and i believe it can definitely be considered better than many published books

🧸 hotel california and paradise gardens — @mint-yooxgi

“You can check out any time you’d like, but you can never leave.” // “Eternity means nothing if I don’t have you.”

yandere!demon!ot8 x fem!reader, horror, fluff, angst, nsfw, check other warnings. complete fic, 42 chapters combined

lilo’s notes! yeah i reread this every few months and i’m not ashamed to admit i’m obsessed with it.

outlaw miniseries — @hongism

individual parts for each member/unit, nsfw with a side of fluff and angst. ongoing series, 4/6 chapters

lilo’s notes! hi no i won’t shut up about hongism i think ive read everything she’s published and if i didn’t want to make this list diverse i would’ve just put a link to her masterlist and called it a day. seriously, highly recommended. my fav on this is the 2ho one.

from storm to sunrise — @ad0rechuu

“you and your boyfriend yunho wake up to find your other boyfriend mingi no where to be found”

fem!reader x bfs!yuyu and mingi, fluff, mild angst

lilo’s notes! zero try not to write something i’ll fall in love challenge, go! oh no you already failed because everything by user ad0rechuu is a masterpiece

🧸 hooked — @songmingisthighs

“A freshman hookup rekindled into something new. With an incentive, of course. But what would happen if your ‘relationship’ led you somewhere you never thought would happen to you?”

ot8 x fem!reader, smau + written, college au, fluff, crack, nsfw. completed series, 91 chapters

lilo’s notes! this is also one of the first fics i read on tumblr!! it’s definitely one of my all-time favs and it’s just such a fun read

🧸 unconventional first encounters with ateez — @bluehwale

ot8 headcanon, fluff, humour

lilo’s notes! i also reread this occasionally, the humour tag really is accurate

hongwooho — @yourfatherlucifer

idols!hongjoong, wooyoung, jongho x fem!reader, nsfw

lilo’s notes! the first time i read this (and all the times after that) i was giggling and rolling around on my bed. this kind if scenario is something i’d LOVE LOVE LOVE to see more of

sway with me — @luvt0kki

“former noble turned space pirate, wooyoung was now part of one of the most revered and hunted group of pirates of the galaxy. sure he’s only known them for six months but there’s only so much you could do in a ship when you travel from one planet to the next. the ship was their home, his home… and the members of this crew were friends that he felt he was fated to meet. // but he hasn’t met one person of the crew… and he didn’t know that.”

ot8 x fem!reader, space pirate au, nsfw, fluff. ongoing series, 5/?? chapters + 1 interlude

lilo’s notes! i gobbled the posted chapters up in a single sitting and it was honestly sososo good 10/10 recommend. i can definitely see this being added to my favs as soon as it’s done!

🧸 ¡arriba! — @teeskz

“being a bookworm, you’re used to your regular schedule of simply studying, eating, oh, and the occasional sleeping. it isn’t until one night, you find yourself at the wrong place at the wrong time, and soon get swept up in one of the craziest games you’ve ever heard. in hindsight, maybe you should’ve declined. but it was only supposed to last for one night. one, dirty night.”

hongjoong, yunho, san, mingi, wooyoung x fem!reader, college au, nsfw, part of a series (“T!TS UP”)

lilo’s notes! NO YOU DO NOT UNDERSTAND I WAS GAGGEDDDDDD the way i had to pause multiple times to cool off while reading this it was so hot and something i didn’t know i needed in my life until i found it

#ꔫ — › LILO’S REC LIST

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liauditore · 10 months ago

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this is a little different from what I usually post but awhile back a game project my friend worked on was cancelled suddenly after 3-4 years of development and I need more people to see what this game would have been because. vaguely gestures. heughhh haughhh ahhhh eughhh

here's a really neat video summarizing what the game was going to be, the development (it was basically done!! it was supposed to be announced june-july!!!! early access would've been in september!!!!!!) and the cancellation

youtube

but in short: game was in a playable state, was supposed to be a cosy action RPG with lots of customization inspired by BOTW, Minecraft and Stardew Valley. Gameplay mostly consisted of building custom structures, taming pets/mounts, fighting enemies, crafting things like tools and instruments, etc. focused on being singleplayer, but co-op was planned.

Here's a change.org petition calling for the game's continued development:

as well as a small art challenge organized by someone on the team:

I just felt like a lot of you guys might be into this sort of game and enjoy the art being released of it now that the project is. Gone. Cus I know if this released none of you would've ever seen me again. Look at that character customization man.

youtube

the industry is insanely cooked and i am insanely mad about it. they killed my lizard dog tails.

#project dragon #everhaven #Youtube

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gilbertscurls · 7 months ago

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heyy girl first of alll your writing is the best and best writer here and your fluff is just AHHHH i really wait everyday for u to post so i got a request fans edit Chris and reader to no.1 party anthem sing by artic monkey mybe its edit of chris talking about her or anything ANDILOVEYOUU

omg you're so nice, i love you!!!! i hope you like it <3

Yapping ➵ Chris Sturniolo

The low hum of the city filtered through the cracked window, mingling with the faint sound of cars drifting up from the street below. You leaned back against the couch, phone in hand, mindlessly scrolling through TikTok as Chris's voice carried from the kitchen. He was rummaging through cupboards, probably looking for the last pack of his favorite snack, his faint mutterings punctuating the quiet.

It was the kind of lazy day where time seemed to slip away unnoticed. Your thumb swiped up the screen, passing by dance trends, funny memes, and cooking hacks, until something familiar caught your eye.

A video with the hashtag #SturnioloTriplets popped up on your For You page. It was one of those fan-made edits that you occasionally found yourself watching—clips of Chris, Nick, and Matt in their usual chaotic, fun-loving glory. You tapped on it, expecting a montage of their latest shenanigans.

But what you saw made your heart skip a beat.

The video opened with Chris sitting in front of the camera, a familiar setting that looked like the triplets' car. His usual animated self was present—his hands gesturing wildly, his face full of that vibrant energy he was known for. It was one of his “yapping” sessions, where he rambled on about anything that popped into his head. But today, instead of talking about a meme or some funny moment with his brothers, he was talking about you.

"Man, I don’t even know how to explain it," Chris was saying, his voice soft but filled with affection. "She just… she’s everything. Every day, she makes me feel like the luckiest guy alive. I mean, I never believed in fate or anything like that, but the second we met? It was like… I don’t know. It just clicked." He paused, running a hand through his hair, his expression shifting to something far more sincere than his usual joking demeanor. "She makes me want to be better, you know? I’m just—I'm so in love with her."

Your heart melted at the sound of his voice, the raw sincerity in his words taking you by surprise. You had heard him say it before, but this… this felt different. As the clip played on, his face softened even more as he continued, "I don’t think she realizes how much she means to me. I could talk about her all day, but she’d probably just roll her eyes at me."

The screen flickered, and then, instead of just his words, the video transitioned into an edit. It was a soft montage of moments—your moments together. A collection of clips pulled from the triplets’ vlogs, his social media posts, and those little private, candid shots that had somehow made it into the public eye. There was a shot of you laughing together in the kitchen, your head thrown back, eyes sparkling as Chris pulled a goofy face. Another was of the two of you walking hand-in-hand, your fingers intertwined in a way that made everything around you feel quiet and still, just the two of you in your own world. There was a shot of you sitting next to him during one of their live streams, both of you leaning in close as he whispered something funny in your ear, making you laugh so hard you almost snorted.

The song lyrics echoed in the background, making the edit even more heartfelt.

It was a perfect blend of those little moments that spoke volumes—subtle, intimate, and filled with love. The video cut back to Chris, a soft smile on his face as he looked into the camera. "I don't think she knows it, but she’s my everything. And I’ll never stop saying that."

The look of love, the rush of blood

The "She's with me"'s, the Gallic shrug

The shutterbugs, the Camera Plus

The black & white and the color dodge

The good time girls, the cubicles

The house of fun, the number one

Party anthem

The video ended with his smiling face and a caption: “Chris Sturniolo, everyone’s favorite yapping sweetheart.” You sat there for a moment, staring at the screen, your heart doing flips in your chest. You had always known how much Chris loved you, but seeing it in this way? It made your chest tighten, a flood of affection and warmth rushing over you.

You looked up just in time to see Chris saunter back into the room, a mischievous grin on his lips.

“What’s got you so smiley?” he asked, collapsing next to you on the couch, his arm slipping behind your shoulders. The scent of him—faint cologne and warmth—enveloped you.

“Just this,” you said, turning your phone towards him, the last frame of the edit paused on his face, mid-laugh.

Chris’s eyebrows shot up, and then that familiar, teasing smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. “Oh, so you found it, huh? Yeah, I might’ve gone a little overboard that day.”

“No,” you whispered, leaning into him, feeling the beat of your pulse against his. “It was perfect.”

His eyes softened, and for a moment, there was no screen, no city noise, no world outside the two of you. Just the number one party anthem playing between heartbeats.

tag list: @stuwniolo, @sturnobsessedwh0re, @matts-myloverboy, @imjusthereforthesturniolosmut, @lizzymacdonald06, @asherrisrandom, @sturniolowhore69, @faith5drpepper, @emely9274, @psychologyloverfr, @lovetaylorrussellgrr, @conspiracy-ash, @helpimateenagerinlove

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woah-were-halfway-there · 3 months ago

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Will you post the piece anytime soon? ☺️

(gif by me)

4 Nations Face Off

A/N: ahhhh I’m so sorry this took me forever to actually write, but I made sure to make it a long one 🥹 here’s a lil updated piece on what the Matthews fam is up to.

I haven't posted any new writing in a time, so I would love to hear what y'all think 🫶🏼

Word Count: 4.8k

“Are you sure?”

Carson looked at the blonde walking next to her and smiled, adjusting her position to accommodate Mia, who was perched on her side and not saying much as she leaned against her mom's shoulder.

“Yes, Steph,” she replied, then stopped. "Go. Celebrate with the Team Canada girls; you deserve it. I’m sure Mitch will be looking for you. We’ll be okay.”

“I know, but,” Steph started, then trailed off. “I guess I just got used to the thought that we’d be celebrating a championship for our guys together. Not that they’d be against each other during it.”

Carson nodded sadly, knowingly, then shook her head as she glanced down at her Team USA hockey jacket.

“Me too. But, it was just for tonight. You know I’m loyal to Canada, but I'm also loyal to my partner and he just lost a big game. We go back to being on the same side tomorrow.”

“Of course.”

Steph gently put her hand on Carson’s arm and squeezed reassuringly, before pulling her and Mia into a hug.

“You’re sure you’re ok if I go?” Steph asked again, giving them an extra squeeze.

“Yes, I promise,” Carson assured as she returned the hug. “I’ve already texted Mitchy, but congratulate him for me again. We’re going to find Auston.”

“Ok, I will. I’ll see you two in a bit. Tell Auston he played great.”

“I will. Now go.”

“Ok, I’m going. Bye, Miss Meems. Love you.”

“Bye-bye, Stephy, love youuuu,” Mia waved to her godmother tiredly as Steph gave Carson one last questioning glance before stepping away from them.

When Carson said nothing else but continued to smile, Steph nodded and went on her way.

Carson watched her friend dodge the people, mainly employees and family members of Team Canada and USA, flooding into the lower hallways of TD Garden. She couldn’t help but smile at the Canadian flag stitched on the back of the red leather jacket Steph wore before she disappeared out of sight, feeling an immense sense of pride and happiness for the guys representing the country she was from following their win at the 4 Nations Face-Off.

She grew up a Canadian hockey fan. Like so many others, Carson had idolized Sidney Crosby for as long as she could remember. Mitch, her cousin and best friend was also part of that winning team, which made it even more special. Canada winning was something that, given any other circumstance, she’d absolutely be celebrating.

However, the man Carson loved was the captain of the team that just lost to the Canadians. She had more ambivalence about this situation than she ever knew possible.

With a sigh, she looked back at Mia and adjusted her higher onto her hip.

“Well, little miss, I think we should go find your daddy,” she suggested.

“Yeah, we see Daddy,” Mia replied nodding, making Carson smile again before she kissed the top of the three-year-old's head and began walking again.

As a lifelong Leafs fan, Carson knew TD Garden was a daunting arena to play hockey in. She’d experienced it as a fan of the opposing team, but this time was entirely different.

Despite how much Carson mentally prepared herself for the 4 Nations Face-Off, she’d be a liar if she said she wasn’t exhausted by all of it. Of course, she knew the entire ordeal was an incredible thing to be able to witness and be a part of. Carson was extremely thankful for the experience, but she also had a nagging thought telling her she was in over her head thinking she’d be able to navigate it all. The Auston and Team USA loss was the unfortunate icing on top of the cake.

The past week was the first time Carson had travelled with both babies since she and Auston brought them from Phoenix to Toronto in late summer. Mia, at just three years old, was fairly used to flying, at least. Carter, on the other hand, was not. Given that the youngest member of the Matthews family wasn’t quite nine months old yet, Carter wasn’t as versed on travel as his older sister was. He hadn’t even experienced an entire hockey season living in Toronto yet, and despite being so young, had already shown his parents how much of a homebody and creature of habit he was.

Which was why only Mia and Carson were at the game that night.

Carter also made the trip to Montreal and Boston with his family, but an 8pm start game on top of being away from home for over a week was too much for the infant. Thankfully, Carson’s brother Nate and his girlfriend Claire met up with the Matthews family in Montreal to help out with the kids. Nate and Claire stayed at the hotel with Carter, babysitting so Carson could attend each of Team USA’s games with Mia to cheer on Auston alongside his parents.

Carson was ridiculously nervous about having someone else watch Carter, even if it was only for a few hours each night Team USA played. It was in no offence to her brother and his girlfriend by any means, either. They were both high on the list of people she and Auston trusted to watch their babies. But, this tournament was also the first time Carson was away from her son for a prolonged time since he was born.

Given the hecticness that occurred when Carter was born with a health scare for both mom and baby, followed by a rough postpartum healing period and a few doctor’s visits in the months after, it was understandable for Carson and Carter to have separation anxiety from each other. This tournament was a test of that, but it was a step Carson wanted to take for herself. She could’ve easily stayed home with Mia and Carter in Toronto while Auston left for a week, but Carson decided to push herself. She wanted to get out of her comfort zone for Mia and Auston, who were also still adjusting to the changes in their lives that a new family member brought on just like her. The 4 Nations Face-Off was important to Auston and Carson wanted to be there.

Having Nate and Claire willing to help out made it all possible.

The first night Carson and Mia headed to the Bell Centre in Montreal to watch Team USA with Auston’s parents while Nate and Claire stayed at the hotel with Carter wasn't easy. Carter was fussy and there was a point where Nate had to text his sister asking where something was. Carson immediately assumed the worst. She didn’t know what was happening at the hotel but knew the item Nate was looking for was a comfort item of Carter’s and that he must’ve been upset if Nate needed to find it. She tried her best not to worry and make it through the remainder of the game but still felt anxious and debated taking Mia back to the hotel despite it only being the 1st intermission.

Luckily, that didn’t need to happen. About five minutes after Carson texted Nate, he responded with a picture of Carter asleep in Claire’s arms saying all was well. The game nights that Carter was watched by his uncle and aunt following that first one went smoothly too. So smooth that there was no hesitation regarding them joining the Matthews family in Boston to continue helping.

Carson and Auston were incredibly thankful to Nate and Claire as the trips to both cities wouldn’t have been possible without them. And wouldn't have eventually led to the night of the final USA vs. Canada matchup at TD Garden where Carson and Mia watched together.

It was strange but amazing for Carson to be part of the type of fans crowding the stands that night. It was the first time she’d ever cheered for anything regarding the USA and sports, especially hockey. She and Auston didn’t know each other the last time he represented Team USA in early 2016. They met that October after he’d begun playing on the Leafs alongside Mitch. This was also the first time she watched her husband and cousin compete against each other instead of being on the same team.

Growing up a Canadian hockey fan, going into this, Carson knew the rivalry between Canada and the USA ran deep. She loved that the 4 Nations tournament sparked excitement in that contention again, but she was conflicted. She wanted Canada to win but also wanted Auston to win. Unfortunately, caring for both sides meant one would lose either way. In this case, the losing side was her husband, and she needed to be there for him.

In the moments following Canada scoring the winning goal in overtime, Carson observed Auston from the stands, already being able to tell how this loss wasn’t an easy one for him. His expression said all she needed to know and it made Carson’s heart ache for the man she loved most.

There were a few moments of silence between Carson and Auston’s parents from where they sat next to her after that final goal horn. Their quietness was only broken when Mia looked up from where she sat on Ema’s lap and asked why her daddy was sad after the cameras showed him on the big screen. The camera displayed how he watched as Team Canada celebrated at the other end of the ice looking utterly defeated. While Mia watched, Brian explained that Auston didn’t win, which made her expression turn from curiosity to concern.

As both teams began forming lines to shake hands, Carson’s in-laws noticed her gazing at one section over where most of the families of Team Canada were celebrating with each other. Amongst the Sea of Canada supporters were members of Carson’s family. Her aunt, uncle, cousin and Steph were all there cheering for Mitch and the rest of the team. Carson was happy for them and Mitch, she really was, but when she looked back at Auston on the ice, she felt sadness all over again.

Ema suggested Carson and Mia go over to them, reminding Carson she was still allowed to be happy about the outcome and that she should let herself have a moment of celebration with the others. Carson was hesitant to do so, but Auston’s parents insisted she go and said they’d meet her and Mia downstairs.

As Carson made her way, carrying Mia to the next section, she was met by Lauren Kyle McDavid who pulled them in for a quick hug before helping them through the crowd so they could get to the Marner family and celebrate.

Eventually, Carson and Mia ended up with Steph in the lower parts of TD Garden before parting ways. However, as they walked through some more hallways together to find Auston, Carson became painfully aware that she had no idea where she was going and started wondering if she should ask for help.

Carson continued walking, still unsure which way she was headed but tried to stay out of other people's way as she passed them. Once she ended up in a completely unfamiliar hallway, she stopped and let out a huff of frustration.

"Mia, I think we might be lost," Carson spoke quietly, making Mia look at her questioningly.

"Where Daddy?" Mia asked, her little brows furrowing as she glanced around the unfamiliar area.

"That's what I'm trying to figure out, bub."

“Mrs. Matthews?”

Carson jumped slightly when a voice hesitantly spoke up from behind her. She didn’t recognize who was speaking, but given the formal way they addressed her, Carson knew she didn’t know them. So, she turned around to face them and smiled politely.

“Oh, hi, yes, hello,” Carson stumbled over her words when she encountered what seemed to be a mother and her children, she assumed given the resemblance between them all. The children's ages ranged from a boy in maybe his preteens to two girls in their late teens or early twenties. They all wore Team USA merch.

“Sorry to bother you,” the woman greeted kindly. “But you seem a little lost. If you’re looking for the area strictly for players' families, it’s this hallway back here.”

Carson smiled wider and shook her head as the lady pointed to a nearby hallway she walked past moments before.

“It’s that obvious I have no idea where I’m going, eh?”

“No! Not at all! Well, maybe a little. The way you were headed leads back to the main concourse, which I assumed you weren’t looking for. We’re Bruins season ticket holders, so we know our way around. We’ve seen a few NHL family members make the same mistake down here. It gets confusing.”

“Always a plus knowing your way around these kind of places,” Carson replied. “Thank you for letting me know before I got even more lost.”

“Of course,” the woman said, smiling then glanced at her kids.

However, before the woman could say anything else, one of her daughters spoke up.

“Are you really Carson Matthews?” She asked. “Like you’re married to THE Auston Matthews?”

“Jess!” The older girl of the three kids gasped, her eyes widening. “You can’t just ask her that.”

“What? We were all wondering about it. Mom wasn’t even sure it was her before she said anything.”

“Jessica, I should’ve sent you to go get the car with your father,” the woman sighed, shaking her head. Then she looked at Carson again. “Please ignore my child. Sometimes, she doesn’t have a filter.”

“It’s alright,” Carson chuckled, observing as the two sisters bickered while their younger brother watched. They reminded Carson a lot of her relationships with her sister and brother. “But to answer your question, yes, I am that Carson. And this is my daughter, Mia. We were just going to see Auston, hoping to cheer him up after the loss.”

Carson glanced at Mia, who’d been quiet the entire interaction while leaning against her mom's shoulder, observing the family of strangers. Mia remained silent but didn’t seem uncomfortable as she began mindlessly fiddling with the collar of Carson’s puffer jacket.

“Woah,” the son said. “That’s so cool.”

“Well, we mustn't keep you then,” the woman stated, smiling again. “It was a tough loss, but Auston played great. We loved seeing him repping the USA.”

“Me too, even as a Canadian,” Carson replied.

“Even though he’s a Leaf, Matthews is one of my favourite players,” the boy spoke, earning slight scowls from his mom and oldest sister.

“Marner and Nylander are mine,” the middle sister chimed in.

“Oh, my god, you’re all so embarrassing,” groaned the oldest sister. “She literally knows all of them.”

Carson laughed when their mother sent her an exhausted look.

“Marner and Nylander are Mia’s favourite Leafs too,” Carson told them, unable to keep a straight face as she laughed. “But we can’t say that to her dad, he’ll be butthurt.”

Everyone laughed with her.

"Well, it was lovely to meet you," the woman replied after a moment, smiling softly. "Please do make sure Auston doesn't beat himself up too much over this loss. He really was such a joy to watch and cheer for, for once."

"Yeah, I'm saving up to get his USA jersey!" The boy stated excitedly, making Carson's heart swell with pride.

"Is that so?" Carson asked, smiling again as the boy nodded. "I think that's a pretty great jersey to own. But, want to know what else I think would look cool with it?"

The boy nodded again.

"Yeah!"

"This."

Carson reached into her purse and grabbed the Team USA hockey puck that Auston signed residing inside of it, to show the boy. No, she didn't normally carry around things Auston signed. During one of the off days in Montreal a week prior, Auston spent some of the afternoon signing items for the NHLPA. When he met Carson, Mia and Carter afterwards, he tossed Carson a puck and teasingly told her it might be worth something one day. Rolling her eyes, Carson put the puck in her purse and didn't think anymore about it.

Each time she opened the purse, she was reminded it was there, but she kept forgetting to take it out. It wasn't until they were away from the hotel again that she realized it was still there. However, seeing how the boy's face lit up when he saw the puck made Carson very happy about not remembering to take it out of her purse earlier that evening.

“Woah,” the boy gasped, his eyes widening. “That’s Matthews’ autograph!”

“It is,” Carson confirmed with a nod, then handed him the puck. “And I think he’d want you to have it."

"Really!?"

"Of course. But it's the only one I've got on me, so you'll have to share it with your sisters."

"Thank you, Mrs! Guys, look."

The three kids huddled together as they observed the puck. Soon they began discussing who would have custody of the item to display in their room, but their mother added her two cents about that first.

"Brave for any of you to assume your father won't be finding a way to have that framed," the woman said, chuckling, then looked back to Carson. "Thank you so much. You didn't have to do that."

"I know," Carson responded. "But I wanted to.”

“You’re very kind, Carson. Kids, what do you say to her?”

“Thank you!” The two daughters said in unison.

“Thank you so much,” the boy exclaimed and before Carson knew it, he was rushing towards her to wrap his arms around her middle in a hug.

The boy's mom gasped and went to say something to him, but Carson mouthed that it was ok, grinning widely as she tried her best to return the gesture with her free arm that wasn't carrying Mia. After a quick embrace, the boy moved away before returning to his mother and sisters, still beaming.

"You're very welcome," Carson responded, then glanced at Mia who was looking up at her, blinking tiredly. "But, we better get going. Our family is probably wondering where we've gone off to."

"Of course," the woman replied. "Thank you again for being so sweet, it means a lot."

Before parting ways, the woman gave Carson the directions of where to find the area for families again, before she and Mia headed on their way.

It didn't take Carson much longer to find where they needed to go after that, and as she rounded one final corner and spotted some significant others and family members of Team USA, she knew she was in the right place.

"Mommy, I want Daddy," Mia pouted, then sighed.

Carson glanced around for any sign of Auston or his parents and also sighed when she couldn’t spot them.

“I know, baby,” Carson hummed in response. “He’s gotta be here somewhere.”

“Carson,” a female voice called, making Carson turn to see Odette, Zach Werenski’s fiancée, smiling as she walked toward her and Mia. "And Miss Mia. I was wondering where you girls went off to."

Carson grinned back and Mia greeted her excitedly.

Since Auston was the only Leafs player on Team USA, the wives and girlfriends of the other guys on the team were a group Carson wasn't familiar with. She'd met a couple of the girls a few times before but didn't know any of them very well. Being one of the first players announced to represent the USA on top of also being the Captain's wife, Carson knew she wouldn't be the only girl in that group who didn't really know anyone else and was set on ensuring none of them felt out of place.

Once the entire USA roster was finalized, Carson got to work on connecting with the girls who would also be cheering on their guys during the tournament. As a Canadian, Carson was the first to admit she had no idea where to start when it came to repping the USA. She was happy to listen to suggestions and ideas from the other girls regarding plans for things like where to go for a group dinner before one of the games and design ideas for their matching jackets. They all got along very well with each other and Carson was glad she was able to develop a relationship with other player's significant others from around the league.

Odette was one of the girls she really hit it off with. The two of them grew quite close over the two-week tournament to the point that even Mia grew a bit of an attachment to the Blue Jackets star defenseman's fiancée.

"Hey," Carson greeted. "Sorry, I know, we kinda disappeared. I got a little lost after going to see my family and some of the Canadian girls."

"Not surprising," Odette chuckled. "This place feels like a labyrinth. I would've been lost without Alessandra and Kiley."

"Honestly. They were godsends with their recommendations and help around Boston."

"I'm sure you two would've given us the same hospitality had we all been in Toronto or Columbus," another female voice chimed in. It was Alessandra, who was standing nearby with the Swayman family.

"Exactly," stated Kiley, as she walked by. Despite Charlie, her husband, being injured during an earlier game and the two of them welcoming their son just a couple of weeks before the tournament began, Kiley still was very involved and even made the time to watch the final game.

"Yeah, I can give real good tips on how not to be jump scared by the cannon in Columbus too, if you need it," Odette teased, making everyone who was nearby laugh, before she looked back at Carson and Mia. "I assume you're both looking for Auston."

"We are," Carson replied. "Have you seen him?"

"Not yet, but the guys should start coming out here any minute now. Come wait with me and Zach's family so you're not standing over here alone."

Carson smiled at Odette in thanks, then followed her to where the Werenski family was standing.

While they waited, Carson chatted with Zach's family about the game as well as their travel plans about flying back home since the regular NHL season would be resuming in the coming days. Odette wasted no time taking Mia from Carson, holding her as they stood there talking, which Mia sure wasn't opposed to.

After about five minutes, guys from the team began trickling into the area all of their families were waiting. When Zach approached them, Carson told him how great he played before giving Odette a quick hug and taking Mia back so they wouldn't interfere with their family regrouping.

A few more minutes passed, and Carson observed the girls she'd spent so much time planning and coordinating with over the past almost two months, who immediately became a rock for their guys. They were all there, ready and willing to pick up the pieces following such a devastating loss. It was a notion Carson was all too familiar with and she smiled fondly while watching the other girls, knowing they were all just one big support system.

"Mama," Mia said as she lifted her head from Carson's shoulder and patted her arm. "Look! It's Daddy."

Carson's gaze immediately followed where Mia was pointing further down the hallway and there was Auston, entering the area with his parents not far behind. His warm brown eyes met hers instantly and he smiled sadly. Compared to when he left the hotel earlier that day, his deep blue suit and hair sticking out from under his beanie were way more dishevelled. He looked utterly beat and Carson's feet began taking her towards him without a second thought.

"It sure is, baby," Carson told Mia as she stepped around the other families. "Do you want to go get him?"

"Yeah!"

Knowing exactly what that meant, Carson stopped briefly to set Mia down on the ground and watched as she sprinted towards her dad as fast as her little legs could take her. Auston's expression noticeably lit up as he watched Mia approach. Once she was close enough, he grinned widely and crouched down so that she could run into his arms. He wasted no time scooping her up and Carson continued toward them, feeling emotionally at the way Mia snuggled right into him.

"What are you still doing up, Mini?" Auston asked, looking at their toddler with a stern gaze. "It's way past your bedtime."

"She had her headphones on and everything, but was too focused on the game and forced herself to stay up," Carson explained as she approached them.

"I see," Auston replied, then he looked at Carson, and his gaze softened again. "Hey, you."

"Hey," she greeted, then, without another word, crashed into him and hugged him tightly. He held her just as tight with his arm that wasn't holding Mia. "I’m so proud of you, Auston, and I’m sorry it didn’t end the way you were hoping. How are you? Are you ok?"

After asking him if he was ok, Carson leaned back to look up at her husband with a serious expression. It was no secret that Auston had been dealing with an injury for most of the season. He missed quite a few games for the Leafs because of it and even received treatment overseas in hopes of making it more manageable. The details of the injury weren’t public knowledge but of course, Carson knew. She was very aware of how much he was pushing himself to be there for his team and take part in the 4 Nations Tournament, which had her constantly worried.

“Yes, Carse, I’m fine,” he replied, not expanding on any details. However, the look on his face said otherwise.

“Auston-.”

“I know, babe. I know. I’m not trying to stress you out, I promise. Let’s talk about it after we leave.”

“Ok, as long as you’re alright,” Carson responded, then squeezed him again. She knew he’d talk to her more about everything without so many people around.

Auston kissed the top of her head, then turned his attention to Mia.

"Did you have a fun night with Mommy?" He asked.

"Yeah," she nodded, then her expression turned serious. "Daddy, you didn't win."

Carson's mouth fell open in shock at her abruptness, then she looked at Brian and Ema, who also seemingly didn't know what to say regarding Mia's response.

Auston, naturally, handled it like a champ. He exhaled calmly and held their daughter's gaze.

"What was that, bub?"

"You didn't win."

Auston shook his head, the slightest smile tugging at his lips.

"I didn't?"

"No… My Mitchy winned."

"Mia, honey," Carson started because she didn't want Mia to make the loss more challenging, unintentionally, but stopped when Auston glanced at her again.

"It's ok," he assured before looking back at Mia. "You're right, your Mitchy did win."

"Is that who wanted to win, Mimi?" Carson asked.

Mia shook her head.

"I didn't want Mitchy to win," she answered.

"That's alright," Auston told her, smiling. "We can be happy for Mitchy."

The two of them looked at each other for a moment while Mia just blinked, then she wrapped her arms around her dad's neck in a hug.

"You want Whaley, Daddy?"

Auston chuckled and began rubbing her back.

"Would you like me to have Whaley?"

Mia nodded and stayed leaning against Auston.

"I've got him," Ema spoke, then pulled Mia's whale plushie out of her bag and handed it to Carson.

"Leave it to our kid to be the one humbling you after a game like that," Carson said as she passed Whaley to Auston.

"The only better than her at humbling me is her mother," Auston teased, making Carson roll her eyes.

"I don't think anyone would expect anything less from your two's child," Brian said, chuckling.

"Good thing she's cute," Carson stated then winked at Mia, who smiled cheekily before hiding against her dad's shoulder.

"Got that right," Auston agreed, noticeably in better spirits than when first reuniting with his girls in that hallway. "Well, I think we should head back to the hotel since a little guy is waiting there for us. What do you say, Mini?"

"Uncle Natey?" Mia asked, perking right up again.

"Not who I was thinking of. But, yeah, Uncle Nate is there too."

"One of these days she'll actually be excited about seeing her baby brother," Carson sighed. "Nate is tough competition, I suppose."

"That's alright, more loving on Carter for me," Ema said, smiling.

"Shall we?" Auston asked Carson while holding his arm out to loop hers through.

"Lead the way," she replied while looping her arm with his, then leaned against his shoulder as they began walking together.

As they headed toward a nearby exit, Carson glanced around at the other families still lingering nearby and waved goodbye to those she knew as they passed. Odette called out again, reminding Carson that just because the tournament was over didn't mean she could get rid of her that easily. Carson laughed in response and left TD Garden feeling extra grateful for her crazy hockey life.

#auston matthews fanfiction #auston matthews imagines #nhl writing #auston matthews imagine #hockey imagine #hockey writing

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Secrets I keep | Part 18

Max Fewtrell x Norris!reader

Lando Norris x sister!reader

summary: You and Max have been dancing around your feelings for years but jealousy gets the best of us all..

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Max had faced high-pressure situations before—big contracts, last-minute decisions, even a few near-miss disasters—but sitting at this dinner table? Easily one of the most nerve-wracking moments of his life.

The restaurant is quiet, the kind of place where the lighting is soft, the wine is expensive, and the staff moves with an almost invisible grace. He figured it was the right setting for this conversation—serious but intimate. Something that said, I’m not just asking out of formality. I mean this.

Across from him sit the three most important people in her life.

Lando, who has been eyeing him with an unreadable expression since they sat down.

Ciska, who is stirring her wine absentmindedly, sharp gaze flicking between Max and her husband like she already knows what’s coming.

And Adam, who sits back in his chair, arms crossed over his chest, the very image of a protective father.

Max clears his throat, setting his glass down carefully. “So,” he starts, trying not to sound like his heart is hammering in his chest. “I asked you all here because I wanted to talk to you about something important.”

Ciska raises an eyebrow, but her expression is mostly amused. “Go on.”

Max glances at Lando, then at Adam, and finally settles his gaze on both parents. “I love your daughter,” he says simply. No preamble, no sugarcoating. Just the truth. “And I want to marry her.”

Lando lets out a quiet groan, dragging a hand down his face. Ciska inhales slightly, her expression softening, while Adam remains unreadable.

Max continues before any of them can interrupt. “I know what she means to you. And I know what this—what us—means. I wouldn’t be sitting here if I wasn’t completely sure about this. I want to spend my life with her.” He exhales slowly. “And I’d like your blessing.”

A pause. A long, heavy pause.

Then, Adam leans forward, resting his arms on the table. His voice is even, but there’s a weight behind his words. “And you’re sure? About all of this?”

Max nods without hesitation. “Absolutely.”

Adam studies him, and Max doesn’t look away. He wants them to see it—his certainty, his love for her, all of it.

Ciska is the first to speak after that. She reaches for her glass, lips curving into something knowing. “Well, I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised,” she muses. “The way she talks about you… she’s already halfway married to you anyway.”

Max lets out a breath of relief, but Adam still hasn’t spoken again.

Then, finally, Adam sighs. “If I say no, would that stop you?”

Max hesitates but shakes his head. “No,” he admits. “But it would mean a lot to have your support.”

There’s another pause, and then Adam finally—finally—nods. “Alright.” He gives Max a pointed look. “But if you ever hurt her, we’ll have a different conversation.”

“Understood,” Max says instantly.

Ciska claps her hands together, eyes bright with excitement. “Well, now that that’s settled, tell us how you’re going to do it.”

Max grins, some of the tension easing from his shoulders. “Italy. A private beach. Just us, dinner, fairy lights, and a scrapbook I made of our relationship. When she reaches the last page, it’ll tell her to turn around, and that’s when I’ll be on one knee.”

Ciska puts a hand over her heart. “That’s perfect.”

Lando, who has been unusually quiet, finally sighs. “You really made a scrapbook?”

Max shoots him a look. “Yes.”

Lando stares for a moment, then nods, taking a sip of his drink. “Alright. You deserve her.”

Max chuckles, but there’s something grateful in his eyes. “I know.”

“You never did something like that for me” Lando says, crossing his arms and fake pouting. Max chuckled “Well I don’t wanna marry you!” Ciska grins amused.

“Pff. Anyway. Who is coming to the trip in italy?”

“Well..You guys, And.. Oh fuck” Max grimaced “What?” “I have to talk to Alexandra” Max lays his head on the table as Lando dies of laughter.

That is gonna be a fun conversation.

Max isn’t sure why he’s nervous.

He’s already survived asking her parents and Lando—surely Alexandra should be the easiest of the bunch. But as he watches her sit across from him, arms crossed, expression unreadable, he realizes that might have been wishful thinking.

It’s been three months since his last mistake—the one Alexandra still hasn’t fully forgiven him for. He doesn’t blame her. He would’ve been mistrusting too if he was in her shoes.

Which is why he needs this. Her approval, her trust.

“You’ve been staring at me for a full minute,” Alexandra says, raising an eyebrow. “Spit it out, Max.”

Max clears his throat, gripping his coffee cup a little tighter. He figured a café would be a neutral setting—somewhere casual, somewhere that didn’t make it seem like he was walking into an interrogation room. In hindsight, it didn’t matter. Alexandra is an interrogation room.

“I want to propose,” he says finally, straightforward as ever.

She doesn’t react. Just blinks once, slow and deliberate, before leaning back in her chair. “Huh.”

“Huh?” Max repeats. That’s not a yes. That’s not a no. That’s nothing.

Alexandra tilts her head, studying him. “You’re serious about this?”

“Dead serious.”

“And you’re telling me because…?”

“Because I want your blessing,” Max says. “I know you’ve had your doubts about me. And I know—” He hesitates, then sighs. “I know I messed up before. But it’s been months, and I’d like to think I’ve proven to you that I’m not going anywhere. That I love her the way she deserves to be loved.”

Alexandra exhales slowly, drumming her fingers against the table. “Tell me how you’re going to do it.”

Max hides his relief well. He knows this isn’t a yes yet, but the fact that she’s asking means she’s considering it.

“Italy,” he starts, and he watches her expression flicker with something close to approval. “Private beach. Just us, dinner, fairy lights, music in the background. I made her a scrapbook—photos, notes, everything from the start of our relationship. When she reaches the last page, it’ll tell her to turn around, and that’s when I’ll be on one knee.”

Alexandra exhales through her nose, shaking her head with something close to disbelief. “You made a scrapbook?”

Max nods. “Spent weeks on it.”

She clicks her tongue, then finally—finally—smiles. “Okay. That’s actually kind of perfect.”

“So… is that a yes?”

Alexandra sighs dramatically, but her lips are still curled upward. “Yeah, Max. You have my blessing.”

Max grins, relieved. “Thank you.”

“Just promise me one thing,” she says, pointing a finger at him. “Don’t ever give me a reason to regret this.”

Max meets her gaze, serious. “I won’t.”

She nods, sipping her coffee, eyes not leaving him. He squirms a bit under her hard glare.

“You are aware that I know how much you love her, right?” She chuckled, form relaxing. Max tilts his head “Yeah-of course!”

“And trust me, you’ll be glad it was me who opened that door, otherwise you would’ve been six feet under. Kelly doesn’t play nice about her” Max nods “Good. Have you got a ring already?”

“I got an idea but..her size is a bit of a problem” He scratched his head as Alexandra’s smile widened “Have you forgotten who’s sitting in front of you?”

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[ cap: 🇲🇨 🔜🇮🇹 | cap2: date night 🍷❤️]

Alexandra watches your story with a smile, as Lando comes out of his room “Is this okay?” He looks at her and Charles.

“Yeah, you actually look dezent for once” Charles chuckled “Mate, at least I won good jeans” Lando scoffed and Charles looks offended “Okay boys, enough. Yes lando, it’s okay. Charles, how about we see how Max and Kelly are?” She moves charles away as she sees Ciska approaching.

I don’t even know if I’m able to write 20 parts but i’m trying my best haha. And tonight is the F1 event. As far as I know them, it’s gonna be a clown show 😭🫠

#formula one imagine #lando norris x sister!reader #max fewtrell imagine #max fewtrell x you #norris!reader #max fewtrell smut

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27 with cancel yaxi and scarlet from shattered hope?

Cancel,yaxi, and scarlet walking in on you changing

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Cancel

Instantly becomes a blushing mess and closes the door

On the other side of the door she's still blushing and cursing herself that she wasn't able to predict this

Whenever you tell her you finished, she comes into the room still blushing and trying her best to act normal

She refuses to apologize and somehow finds a way to blame you, telling you that you should have closed the door

If you tease her, then she'll either just go away annoyed or end up on your bed. She can't say seeing you shirtless didn't turn her on at least a little bit after all

[Cancel opens the door and her eyes and sees you standing there shirtless. She blushes and stutters before closing the door]

"Tch...............dammit why am I blushing so much?"

"You can come in now cancel, I'm finished"

[She walks into the room, still blushing and avoiding your eyes]

"...........so"

"Not another word"

"Why? There's nothing to be embarrassed about if you wanted to see your boyfriend shirtless"

"I-i didn't do it on purpose! It's y-you who left the door open!"

"But shouldn't you have been able to know I was changing by seeing the future, just admit it already, you wanted to see me~"

"S-shut up idiot! I already told you that's not how my ultimate works, and as if I would have used it just to see you.......naked"

"Come on, you know I was just teasing, I know it was an accident.....but you did enjoy seeing me like that right~"

"I.........I suppose you're not half bad"

"Oh really, because I could have sworn that last night you said something much mor-"

"I TOLD YOU NOT ANOTHER WORD!"

Yaxi

Her smile fades, and her face becomes as red as her cape as soon as she sees you

She mutters an excuse and scrambles to get the doorknob to close the door, turns out it's pretty hard to do that when her only eye is completely fixed on your muscles

She's screaming on the inside on the other side of the door. Your shirtless self is basically burned in her mind, and she feels like she's about to have a nosebleed

Whenever she sees you again, she apologizes profusely, almost bowing, and says it was an accident over and over again until you verbally forgive her even if you didn't mind

"Hey y/n you wanna-"

[Yaxi opens the door and freezes. You two stare at each other for a bit before she turns red

"O-oh my.........I-I'M SO SORRY i-i swear I didn't mean to, it was an acci-"

"It's fine babe but can you.......go out now?"

"Y-yeah of course s-sorry I'm so stupid hehe"

[She tries to close the door but fails a few times]

"Y-yaxi"

"D-don't worry I got it"

[She eventually manages to and covers her face with her hands]

"......oh my God he's so hot"

"Oh thanks that's nice to hear"

"Ahhhh y-y/n!? Y-you could hear me?"

"Yeah don't worry though, I appreciate the compliment"

"I-i'm just telling the truth, with a body like that, you could become a boxer too"

"Oh please no, you're way more ripped than I am"

".........wanna compare who has the best physique"

".....like.....naked.....together?"

"I-i mean If you want to"

"Heck yeah!"

Scarlet

She probably did it on purpose, and even if she didn't, she's definitely not complaining

Immediately leans against the door and gives you her flirty grin while biting her lip

She starts to shower you in compliments and flirty comments, telling you how hot and handsome you look and all the things she wants to do with you. With how flirty she is you're proud more flustered than she is at this point

She eventually comes closer to you and starts touching you all over the place while continuing to whisper in your ear all the flirty comments

She already locked th door, and you are not leaving that room without you both going at it

"My,my hello handsome~"

[You look towards the door to sew scarlet giving you a flirty look]

"......hm, scar I'm changing can you leave?"

"Now why would I do that? There's nothing here I haven't seen before after all~"

".....scar-"

"Awww are you getter flustered honey? You look so adorable when you blush like that~"

".............."

"What's wrong sweetie? Cat got your tongue? You know I like it when you scream my name whil-"

"OK that's it"

[You start kissing scarlet, she's a bit surprised at first but quickly kisses back with just as much passion]

"I think it's only fair you show me how you look shirtless after what you did, isn’t it?"

".......so bold, I love it~"

[After a while you two exit the room with messy hair and marks all over both of you]

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Semi-live/retrospective analysis of Lux!

Again, some of my scattered thoughts watching the episode! Not nearly as long this time, with quite a bit less character analysis. I managed to finish my analysis before the episode's live airing was complete this time (I watched on iPlayer), so am posting right as it finishes!

The newsreel is interesting - very Oppenheimer. Is this story going to link to nuclear bombs? Between this, 73 Yards, and Years and Years, I'm getting the feeling that RTD is really tense about our "New Cold War" era.

Love the old cinema technology being applied.

So it's connected to the moonlight? I assume this is some sort of special radiation hitting the moon or something, and not coming from the Moon itself, otherwise we're going to have to somehow weld this into Kill the Moon.

Man, Gallifrey really is the elephant in the room this era, huh.

"Who have you got? Girlfriend, boyfriend, otherfriend?" Bi / enby rights! Also, interesting using the term "other" for non-binary genders again - we got that before with Sutekh as "Father and mother and other of them all [the Pantheon]". Particularly considering the notability of that word in DW lore. Maybe the Nechronomancers' worship of a genderless "Seventh Founder" was right on the money?

Why the fuck did they just play a bit of Amy's theme when Belinda talked about her parents?! Hello?

Wait a sec, is the "v-indicator" doing exactly what I theorised the TARDIS was doing last week?! Trying to pull its way back to Earth only to end up pulling these historical nodes/landmarks to it?

Continuing to love the historical costumes. Glad Fifteen is clearly particularly into this part too, no "changing jumpers" here.

The direct parallel with The Devil's Chord in getting dressed is an interesting choice.

*looks at his hand* "1952... that might be wise..." 😬 Also explicitly discussing segregation with the diner and cinema later is good. I was wondering for a sec when they were at the bar what the laws regarding that would be at this time/place.

"Now you've got your own soundtrack." Oh, more non-diegetic music then huh...?

"Don't make me laugh... because it sounds like this!" AHHHH! So the theories that Mr Ring-a-Ding / Lux was a "God of Light" are true?

"The Harvest Bringer" -> "Harbinger" Goddammit not again! So who's the Harbinger in this case, Rock Hudson? The cinema itself?

Man, the bit with Mr Pie and his wife, with that transition out of the screen and into colour.

The Doctor's description of the Pantheon really highlights the Lovecraftian side of the Whoniverse, huh.

The way being turned 2D gives the Doctor and Belinda 2D personalities too! The dialogue feels so stilted here, but at least it's clearly deliberate, just by sheer contrast with everything else.

The change in audio quality going into the cartoon kinda took me out for a second.

Never mind, forget what I said about Gallifrey earlier. Also emphasis on "Last of the Time Lords"... 🤨

I feel like the cartoon segment could have been a little bit longer, but eh...

The Doctor being able to point out the animation frame (thanks to his fourth wall vision)! I wonder if there's anything to be said about the fact that Belinda was able to interact with it too.

"We've been framed." No kidding. Of course, the nice moment in the diner would get subverted like this, even if the mother's suspicion is kinda understandable, it's hard not to see a racial element in all this.

Belinda being assumed to be Caribbean reminds me a lot of Yaz being called Mexican back in Rosa.

Oh nevermind! "Your continuity is terrible" lol

Oh, the fourth wall! Literally!

WAIT LITERALLY?! Damn, ok, TV theory truthers... I was wondering why there was glass in front of a movie projection.

This is such a stupid turn, I love it, even if I know some people are going to see this as jumping the shark. The stereotypical Whovians, while clearly an affectionate thing, is a little rough feeling though.

"Blink" lol.

I['d love to see all the merch they put on set here. I clearly see a bunch of the DVDs (New Who and Classic) plus the collections. I've love to know if there's any EU stuff included. I think I see some NSAs?

Oh and the Mad Man with a Box too? Why so much Series 5 soundtrack?

Damn, the inversion with the in-universe fans not being real in the Whoniverse! "We're the sort of characters that don't have surnames" I wonder if RTD saw the TV Theory and stuff, and, while not planning on going anywhere with it, appreciated it enough to incorporate his own version of it. Centreing it around DW fans feels like it only adds to this interpretation, as a response back to the fandom and celebration of fan theories and meta.

Even though we obviously knew the Doctor and the Belinda would get back to their universe, I 100% feel doing it this way is what saves this scene from the "jumping-the-shark" thing I said earlier, and immediately sways my own doubts about it. Knowing the fans are another creation of Lux also weirdly brings us back to the Pantheon vs Fourth Wall thing again.

Oh it's not just Mad Man with a Box... it's straight Words Win Wars being recycled. A bit bombastic for this scene but I'll never say no to it popping up.

This is still a crazy thing for the Doctor and Belinda to go through, especially the latter. How does it change their dynamic? I guess it doesn't need to too much, since she knows it was a fiction, but still, seeing herself as part of a long-running adventure series must be pretty notable nonetheless.

"Bigeneration, it left me with a little pocket of energy I've been saving just for this." OH? I was worried we were going straight up unlimited healing with regeneration energy for a second, but that's actually a fair explanation. A nice fix also for any concerns with the butterfly last series. Again an interesting writing inclusion - I wonder if it's specifically to patch that up, or important exposition on regeneration for later this series [edit: or this episode I guess!]?

"But you're the most amazing creation, my Doctor, sir. You have light within you that builds a body." Uhhh... maybe Timeless Child lore hints? Or less a Timeless Child-specific thing (given Lux still refers to it as the "light of a Time Lord") and more acknowledging the artificiality of Time Lord regeneration?

"Let the light of a Time Lord build me a body!" Yep saw that coming after that line above.

Oh, so it IS about the nuke?!

Lux becoming 3D - transitioning from 2D to an untextured 3D model to cartoon-y 3D animation to creepy "realistic" 3D! Why does this start to feel like a commentary on modern 3D and live-action remakes of 2D cartoons?

The Doctor's heartbeat again?! Why on Earth could we have two episodes where we can hear a Time Lord's heartbeat in a row, if not for you-know-who?

(Also again, the beat phase sounds slightly off, which feels very validating for my Time Lord biology idea that it's not always a perfect four-beat between the two hearts.)

The early line of Lux being interested in moonlight, not sunlight feels like it maybe should have been cut, considering sunlight ends up being exactly what he's seeking by the end? I guess he wasn't corporeal yet, but still.

In some way, Lux ascending into nothing could feel a little cheap, but him actually "winning" and becoming a legitimate God of Light is fascinating. Kinda leaves the door open for him to return too.

I thought the 15 were all going to be killed by the explosion for a moment as part of the sacrifice, thank goodless it freed them safely.

Belinda's change of heart, while I kinda predicted it earlier, is a little bit of a shame. I'm sure she's still intent on going home, but would have been interesting to see that stronger tension last a little longer than the one episode.

Mrs Flood?! It was kinda obvious, but that's her confirmed to be a time-traveller now, huh.

"Limited run only. Show ends the 24th." Like... the "show" ends, or the series ends...? I know there's plenty of rumours and speculation about future series, or the possible lack thereof, but...

Also clearly linking back in-universe with 24th May as well...

Overall thoughts

I loved this one! There were a lot of shaky bits - the fourth wall sequence standing out the most - but I felt it stuck the landing in each case, often suprising me doing so. Again I do feel there was a bit of a missed opportunity, mind you, in regards to the limited animated sequence in this case. The ending was a little simple too, but perfectly servicable for a DW episode and a bit intriguing in its own right. (Personally, if I was writing this though, I also would have had Lux's defeat link back to the idea that becoming more 3D means your personality does too, resulting in him becoming less of a 2D unrepentant villain. Would have been a nice meta twist, and the Doctor and Belinda's personality changes as cartoons would have been good foreshadowing. I guess you could argue that happened anyway, given Lux's change of heart in the sunlight.)

I didn't talk about him much, but Lux is a great villain - Alan Cumming was great in this. Mr Ring-a-Ding's animation is so fluid and delightful, makes me wonder if the whole animation budget was used on him, and that's what led to the cut down animation sequence.

The nice resolution(?) of the TV show theory/meta was a surprise, but honestly worked in exactly the way I thought it couldn't! As I said above, I wonder if it was at all inspired in reaction to the fandom theorising itself? The only real evidence against this imho is that the fans didn't explicitly mention the theory itself.

I'm curious how Belinda and the Doctor's relationship will look going forward. She's clearly not as worried about trusting him, but I hope there's still some tension in her wanting to get home.

The implied lore stuff with the Timeless Child / Time Lords' regenerative ability was a nice surprise, as small as it was. Plus the extra bit of explanation on the Doctor's recent regenerative healing. It feels a little ominous we've ruled that out as something that can be used in the future. I wonder if Lux taking that energy will have any effect on the Doctor going forwards? Davros taking it in The Witch's Familiar didn't though, unless you count Thirteen being small compared to other incarnations, so who knows. At least there isn't an explicit cycle to worry about now, though there's no guarantee the Doctor's regenerations are unlimited (in fact, Rassilon in Hell Bent implied exactly the opposite, though who knows how that plays with the Timeless Child stuff).

A little concerned about Mrs Flood's line about the show, as I said above. Not to be a doomer, but I hope we're not about to get an announced hiatus / break for the show... At least Fifteen still having some regenerative energy from the bigeneration gives me hope Ncuti isn't leaving soon, since it would be odd for him to regenerate so soon after still feeling the effects of the previous regeneration (then again, look how long Fourteen lasted!).

More arc plot points hinted at this episode, between Mrs Flood and yet more drumbeating. I guess we need to keep an eye out for more this series? I'm kinda stunned by the whole vindicator thing, since it feels like my theory the TARDIS is / will end up accidentally pulling bits of Earth's history to that barrier might be right on the money? Is this my Apollo's dodgeball moment?

#Doctor Who #Lux #Fifteenth Doctor #Belinda Chandra #Mr Ring-a-Ding #DW Spoilers #Doctor Who Spoilers #DW Meta #DW Theory #(?)

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