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Beekeeping age [Dilf!Konig x fem!Reader]

You're ex-boyfriend is an asshole, so you decided to fuck his hot military dad instead. You're going to find out why his first wife ran as fast as she did, very soon - but Konig is still the best dick that ever happened to you.

CW: Daddy kink(obvi), power imbalance, possessive Konig, perverted Konig, age gap(Reader in her early twenties, Konig in his early forties), mentions of cheating(your ex is a douchebag anyway), slightly obsessive Konig, size kink, unprotected sex.

FIRST PART (can be read separately) AO3

— Why your wife left you, again? 

You stuff your face full of…something. He cooked it – gods did he cook it well. It’s meat and vegetables and spices, and it feels like your dad cooking but twice as good. It feels like pure sin because he says you shouldn’t worry about calorie counts or how fat the meat is, or how good everything tastes fried because he needs his special girl to feel good and healthy and fatten up a little bit, and you…gods, you’re down. Bad. 

You wonder if König’s wife left because she couldn’t compete with his cooking. You wonder if his wife left because he was feeding her too good. 

— Why don’t we leave uneasy questions for later, Schatzi? 

He brushes his hand over your hair, taking in the way you look – dressed up in his shirt, skin covered in bites and bruises from his hold. He can’t see it right now but can almost testify to the way your lipstick was all over his collar – good thing he wasn't wearing his uniform shirt, wouldn’t want to make dorks from Kobra jealous. 

He brings you another plate, he fills your glass – you never knew beer could taste this good, but he whispered something about having his own little homemade brewery for wine and beer somewhere in the mountains, in his Summer house. This man has a hug apartment in Vienna and a Summer house – you think you heard him having enough land to go hunting and to keep bees, and you might have cum a little bit just here and there. 

— I would like to know the story, actually. To not repeat her mistakes, you know. 

— You won’t, Liebling. I can already picture you with a ring on your pretty finger. 

— Not so fast. Maybe I don’t believe in marriage. 

— You’re too young to stop believing in it. 

— Way to talk when you’re the divorced one, sir. 

— Shut it, Schatzen. I can still take care of a good girl like you, ja? König leans in to kiss you, his lips brushing over your mouth – it’s wet and swollen, he bite you quite a few times already, and you feel dizzy just from the way his tongue lingers just a second before going in, taking your arousal even more. His hand gently brushes some hair from your face and you giggle from the sensation of his rough fingers on the softness of your skin. It never failed to mesmerize you, just how seasoned and old the colonel might be – and his hands would still tremble as if he is handling the finest porcelain doll in his hands. He has the expression of an anxious, devoted follower – you are not sure how his wife could left him. If he was looking at you like this every day, even as you go through with pregnancy and a piece of shit kid like Paul, you would die before leaving him. 

— Could you two please stop fucking each other? 

— I thought you wanted to move to dorms.

— This is my house too!

— Not on the documents, it’s not. — You can’t just throw me away, dad! — Your new stepmom needs her space. 

König grasps your shoulder as you try to stop them from arguing again – it’s embarrassing enough that you’re fucking your ex’s dad. Colonel makes it a whole fucking show, parading you around as his controversially young girlfriend, making sure that his son will hear your moans and whimpers as you get fucked at every surface of this apartment. You were wondering if you could ask him to move to the Summer house – even with your college and all. You can take a gap year and write a journalist investigation about lonely veterans and their mastery at brewing alcohol. You can take a gap year and try your best in the new trophy wife gig. König’s hand is firm on your shoulder – you know better than to try and argue with him, the silent recognition of authority loud in your head. You sigh, trying your best to just stop yourself from acting too damn weird. It’s their male thing, and you’re just an intruder in a big T-shirt and old leggings. König said it wasn’t his wifey’s – that he burned all of her stuff when she left. Somehow, you find peace in that statement. 

— How could you even…Jesus fucking Christ, this is disgusting. She is my age! — And the most beautiful girl in the world. I can see why you liked her. — She is my girlfriend! — Schatzi came to me in distress and begged me to take her. I think we both knew you weren’t…the best option. You feel more embarrassed with each second of their conversation. You don’t want to listen, you don’t want to take in their words, you feel like a trophy being discarded between two different winners. You feel like a prized mare on a farm – and they won’t even look at you. Too distracted by the sound of their voices, you eat your dinner in somewhat somber peace because you need to eat, after all, and you really like what König cooks. You like what König does most of the time. All of the time. 

Paul storms off the room after a few minutes of bickering. You feel guilty for not stopping him because he was still kinda your boyfriend. You ex-boyfriend. Your asshole incel-ish ex-boyfriend whose assholless literally made you go and sleep with his dilfy dad, and…god, you feel like a whore. Good. Paul was calling you a whore a lot of the time, you may as well take the new name and plaster it in your new badge. 

König’s hand lingers on your back, caressing it gently. You whimper because you feel bad and you’re still in college, and Paul’s disgusted reaction reminds you that fucking a guy in his forties isn’t the best business decision. Even if the said guy is a retired colonel with shitload of money, even if he still goes to work sometimes, just because he wants to feel cool and shoot guns at bad guys, even if this guy buys you cool gifts and he promised to renovate your car or buy you a new one, and he makes plans and takes you to places that don’t make you feel like begging for attention. 

If anything, you feel like he is drowning you with attention. 

His hand lets go of your shoulder – he was holding you so tight the whole conversation, you can sense the bruises forming on your skin. You lick your lips, and he moves to kiss you again. You feel like drowning, you feel like this is all just a dream – and you’re also drunk because gods, König knows how to make a good glass of…something. 

— You shouldn’t act like this. He is your son. 

He laughs dismissingly. He dismisses a lot of things you said – you think it’s the age difference. You think he is just being traditional, and you don’t want to be too nagging. You don’t want to end up like his wife and wake up from the dear you’ve been seeing. 

König’s lips are soft, and you can look past his hands, taking you too possessively – you can close your eyes, and you can just listen to his accent, smiling as his tongue worms its way into your mouth. He is good, you think – at this whole kissing thing. At this whole “Hi there, I’m a retired old dog and I am fucking the girlfriend of my only son. I’m divorced btw” .

He has experience – you know it when he tucks your lip between his teeth, when he massages your shoulders as you spread your legs already, so wet for him, it’s almost embarrassing. You never slept much with Paul – his poor excuse of a son – it was always never enough lube, it was always never enough attention, he always needed you to shave or to leave your hair to grow a little bit, it was either your perfume being too sweet or you no wearing anything at all. You thought he would have much more fun masturbating to his anime chicks and poor gaming sessions with his friends. 

But König isn’t like this – every time he drops on his knees to eat you out like a man starving, you feel utter and complete devotion. In his tongue, in his mouth, in his teeth as he sucks little marks into your thighs, making sure you will remember it tomorrow when he will ask you to stay for breakfast and then ride you to whatever you need to come next. Last time he promised to drive you to the library, he took a few turns and took you to some restaurant instead. You gushed about not having proper attire, he was still in his half-uniform and rocking dark cargo pants, and he was apologizing every time his fingers hit that special spot in your cunt as he fingered you during the second course of meals. He said that he was so, sorry about not fucking you properly, about having to resort to public displays like this – and you were too high on loving him to care. You still are. — I don’t think we should be…

— He left. Won’t bother us anymore. 

— I’m not in the mood right now. 

— You’re always in the mood, Schatzen. Enough to drive me crazy. — You’re a pervert. Like Paul. 

— He takes on after his father, ja?

It would alarm you how much contempt he had for his own child right now. Then, again, you were the one who dumped his son for the powerhouse of a dad. Maybe it was your daddy issues, maybe it was your dumb reasoning and the summer break that you didn’t want to spend with your family. Good thing you’re spending it with the other. 

König’s face is buried between your legs, his teeth tugging on the soft fabric, forcing your leggings down. God, it feels good – he is so high on wanting you, can’t even wait to take off your clothes properly. You never had a man wanting you so badly before – it’s addicting, it’s crushing, it makes you feel like a goddess among men. Makes you feel wanted, a thing that your ex never did. 

You forget about guilt when he kisses your lower tummy, when his lips trace down to your cunt, taking sharp licks through your panties. You wore them this morning, something from a new lacy set he bought – one of the only ones that weren’t torn off from your body the moment you took them on. He always wanted you to make these little fashion shows for him, making good use of his money – you weren’t a sugar baby, not on paper, you still clutched to the last traces of your dignity, but he did buy you a lot of gifts. 

— S’ pretty for me, Liebling. The prettiest girl in the world.

— I assume after…af..ter your wife. 

You giggle when he frowns, his rugged face filled with concern. He doesn’t like jokes about his marriage – you don’t want to ask him about it because it would mean waking up from a dream you want to experience over and over again, but you heard what Paul was talking about. What his mom told him about. you heard enough to know that kissing a man like König is a safety hazard and a liability that you can’t afford, but it’s warm, and he is rich, and you don’t want to go back to your part-time job this season. You want to be dumb and you want to be young – right now, you’re doing both. — Don’t be so dumb, Schatzi. Although it suits you. 

— I’m not dumb! 

— Nein, you’re not. Just silly. 

— You just call me a different type of dumb. 

— I like it when you’re dumb. Makes you cuter. 

König is awkward and funny, and he buys you things that you could never afford. He is mysterious and kind – to you, not his enemies – and he uses German words randomly in his phrases because he knows the accent, and the pronunciation drives you crazy. You never thought of thinking of yourself as a dilf hunter but, hell, here you are. With his dark ginger stubble – and grey streaks that make you go wild every time you look at him – between your thighs. It’s tickling, and it’s a bit irritating, and he will rub some calming lotion in your skin after this, making sure to cover every inch of your skin with some expensive cream that he knows jackshit about, but you wanted it, and so he went out and bought it. Gosh, you felt dumb even asking him for this. 

He traces his kisses along your thighs, tongue lingers to press against your wet, swollen folds. Flirting in front of Paul made you embarrassingly hot, solidifying you as a shitty, bad, horny person who needs fat cock stuffed in your leaking pussy. You lick your lips, and you tremble when he pushes his tongue inside. He is starving, pushy with all of his needs – makes you almost beg for it, like a pet he took from the street. 

— I want to take you to the Summer house next week. 

You open your eyes, shocked. It’s nothing, really, you shouldn’t be this surprised about him wanting to show off his other properties. You want to check out his wine cellar and how sturdy the furniture is. You want to see if he had deers running around the house. If he had any pictures of his family – and if you could ever hope to compete with his ex-wife. It’s a petty competition, but you don’t have much to do and to think about. It’s obvious the love here won’t last until the end of the break, and you want to get as much from it as possible. Maybe even some hot bikini picks at his pool. He has to have one. — What if I have plans, sir? 

It’s innocent and you play the role well. You think some of your friends wanted to hang out or make a study group for the upcoming semester. You are a good girl at heart, with nice grades and a perfectly played-out future, and not as many working opportunities as you may like, but you could manage with something. Writing a killer essay about your life with a smoke show during Summer would be easy with someone like him. 

He laughs, his hand lightly smacks your butt. You bite your lip and whimper, not accustomed to pain feeling this good. 

— You will change them, little one. For the whole Summer. 

— I wanted to study. 

You moan when he lightly presses his tongue on your swollen clit, kissing and licking it. Slick runs down your legs, and he collects it with his mouth. You whimper again, tears prickling at the edge of your eyes – the sensation is sudden and overwhelming, makes you get your hands in his hair and slightly tug. He groans, pleasure from having you so active, so participating is overwhelming. He loves you, loves you, loves you, adores you. God, you’re beautiful. And so, so restrained – just his special good girl. Only for him. — You can study at our house. 

— You mean you and your ex’s house. 

He smacks you again for the foul language – although you know you didn’t even curse, he is still punishing you. In the lightest way possible, of course, you know you won’t handle anything too harsh – still, you feel nice and warm when he isn’t just eating you out, but also smacks you for speaking in such unpretty words again. 

You don’t even register the way he called the house yours too. All too dumb for this, again. 

— I mean our house, Schatzen. Just you and your daddy, ja? You worry too much about studying. 

— I want a nice job. Without…distractions. 

He slips one finger in your warm, tight hole – even just one digit is enough to make you shiver, clenching it like a sloppy whore. He is big in every way – just two of his fingers are bigger than a normal cock, and no, you didn’t want to compare a son with his father, but even Paul’s cock, as big as it was, was still way thinner than his father’s. 

— Why you need a job? 

— Not everyone are retired military. I need money. 

— You have me. 

— I d…don’t want to be a sugar baby. Sir. 

— I have no problems with being your daddy, Schatzen.

König is build like a powerhouse – when he slips just the tip into you, ignoring all previous preparation because, by god, you both need to feel connected, he is dragging you on top of the table, tossing aside the dirty dishes with remains of his perfectly cooked dinner…and you feel like home. Almost. 

You imagine waking up with his cock every morning, and with the nice cup of coffee only he can make. You imagine him gushing about rebuilding the house and working on his tight and neat desk job at the mercenary company – something about instructing, dumb recruits, only the most elite missions as an operator in retirement, creating strategies and tactics for the warfare – and thinking that, wow, your husband is really cool. You shouldn’t be thinking this because this is just a summer fling. Your relationships with Paul weren’t too serious either, you just didn’t want to be alone. 

König gently caresses your fingers, whispering something about numbers – you think you could recognize the word for a ring a bit later when he was making a call to some friend. In German, of course, you don’t quite understand it, but you worm your warm on his lap like a spoiled cat, purring on his crotch like a good fucking girl. But it was a while later. 

Now, you’re gasping and panting, his cock spreading you open and stuffing you like the poor bird he was cooking for dinner. You know you won’t be able to walk after a short while – would probably have to spend the day at his house, with him cooing and gushing about your sore body while he is quietly proud of himself. If you’re lucky, you could convince him to let you go in the evening. If you’re not, he will ask you to stay the night, and maybe even a bit more, and then he will just get the bag with your stuff from your room in the dorm by himself, and then… — What do you think about getting married in August?

Maybe, you do know why his wife left him. 

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Controversially Young Girlfriend (part two)

Hugh Jackman x popstar!reader 

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summary: y/n is a globally beloved pop star. She is known for her talent and dedication towards her craft. Recently, she has also been known for her preference for older men. After a breakup with her former older boyfriend, she had a run in with the hottest dilf right now, Hugh Jackman. Y/n tried to warn him, but what can she say, she has an effect on hot, older men. 

warnings: age gap (23/55), cursing, y/n used, implied shorter reader, afab reader, she/her pronouns. 

warnings will change as the story progresses! all descriptions of real people in this story are FAKE. I do not know these people and this is purely fiction. Please let me know if I missed anything!! <3

authors note: I truly appreciate every single one of you who has enjoyed this story and has shown it love. I want to have a slow start to things so I hope everyone appreciates a good slow burn lol. enjoy! <3

part two: pathetic

London was absolutely beautiful. You’d always dreamed of coming here- simply exploring anywhere out of America really. It was so fun being in a foreign place hearing silly accents all day, you loved it. You wanted nothing more than to do a world tour for your debut album but your label decided to play it safe by only touring around North America. Now that you were here, you dreamed bigger and would try your hardest to gain the fan base it took to have a world tour. Traveling was honestly one of the best perks of being famous. 

famous

It was a word you were still getting used to as it almost felt shallow to refer to yourself as such. Though it was true. You were famous. Having that interaction with Hugh and Ryan yesterday made the reality sink in even more. Two men who had been in the industry for decades knew who you were, it was mind boggling to put it simply. The embarrassment seemed to keep creeping in when you would remember your interaction between the two men yesterday. The yelp of surprise and the quick, but loud, ‘holy shit’ that was thrown from your mouth involuntarily made you cringe. Hugh asking about Pedro was something you weren’t prepared for at all either. It made sense for him to ask, if he was a close friend of Pedro’s then your name being brought up didn’t seem like the oddest thing. However, never meeting Hugh before, you wished the conversation could have been different. 

Ugh stupid hot, tall, older, Australian man that could sing. He was literally everything you found attractive bundled up into one man. You had a brief obsession with The Greatest Showman, as every theater kid did, but your celebrity crush of the movie was Zac Efron. If only freshman you could see current you, she’d probably laugh. 

Hugh had been on your mind all night and hadn’t left since you woke up this morning. If you could remember, you’d be certain he was the focus of your dreams too. The following and the comment was shocking to say the least. From Ryan’s words, they were fans but why did he follow you after he had met you instead of before. Ha, as you think about it more, it probably wasn’t even him. It was more than likely someone who was hired to run his socials, just like the person on your team that posted that photo for you. You were definitely overthinking it all…This morning when you were brushing your teeth, you kept trying to remember the feeling of his big hand on the base of your spine. It was all a bit pathetic. 

“Helloooo…earth to y/n.” Ashley, your best friend, says as she snaps her fingers in front of your face. “Are you going to tell me what has you all spaced out or do I have to deal with you moping around this entire trip?” There's a hint of annoyance in her voice. 

Ashley has been your best friend since middle school. She was always your number one supporter, so in return, you take her almost everywhere with you. Of course you invited her to London and of course she planned an entire itinerary around your busy work schedule. Her company was appreciated but it was impossible to hide your emotions from her, making moments like this difficult. 

“I’m sorry. It’s nothing really, it can wait until later.” If the two of you weren’t sitting in the middle of a small cafe, you would have told her every single thought that sat in your brain, but you couldn’t. You never knew who was listening in on your conversations. That became something you had to get used to, not being able to exist in public. It usually wasn’t too bad, for example, you could sit in a cafe with your best friend but sometimes things got out of hand and you couldn’t even walk down the street.

“Okay, you better.” She gave you an understanding nod. “So, I bought us tickets to go on the London Eye at 2pm then I thought we could go grab a late lunch or dinner, whatever you-” You’re looking at her and nodding trying your best to pay attention but you can’t. You hated the way one singular interaction with Hugh had your entire day scrambled. If you ever saw him again, you’d have to tell him off for being so hot and ruining the fun London trip you had planned. 

—

The wait for the London Eye ended up taking an extra forty five minutes and Ashley was pissed. She was a very schedule oriented person, one minute off and she’s stressed the fuck out. The entire time we waited, she complained and would have had the king on the phone if you hadn't stopped her. Her mood was unchanged by the time you stepped into your private cart.

“If I tell you all of my boy drama, would it make you calm down and enjoy the ride?” You ask slyly as you look down at the water below as the wheel starts to move the bubble you’re sitting in higher. 

She gasps and her eyes go wide.

“BOY DRAMA???” She screams out, her previous negative mood disappearing and her eyes light up with excitement.

You sigh as you gather your thoughts. 

“Well..it’s not really drama. I may or may not have a teensy crush on someone.” 

“Oh my god!! Who is it? Have I met them?” 

“Uh no. I actually just met him-” She’s cutting you off before you can finish your sentence. 

“YOU SLUT!” She yells, pointing an accusing finger at you. 

“What the hell Ash? I didn’t even tell yo-” 

“It’s Hugh fucking Jackman isn’t it? Stacy said she saw the way you looked at him yesterday. Jesus y/n, you don’t even know the guy.” She’s rambling on, judgment clear in her voice. 

“Since when are you and Stacy on talking terms?” You purposely ignore everything else she said. Ashley was jealous of Stacy for awhile. When you asked her about it she claimed that Stacy was trying to steal her best friend away. It took a lot of reassurance that the relationship you had with Stacy was work before friendship- and if she had become a good friend along the way, that was something you weren’t going to tell Ashley. 

“We can be civil when it comes to concerns for you.” 

“And what concerns are there lately?” 

“Huh… Stacy let me in on your little conversation yesterday about swearing off men for a little bit but once Hugh stepped through the door, she said that she could tell that idea was out the window.” She’s trying her hardest to keep a straight face but there was a slight smirk peeking through. 

“Oh my fucking god, you guys are so dramatic. Yes he’s fine as FUCK but like you said I dont know him. I probably won’t ever see him again.” You sigh at the end. You really wanted to see him again. 

“What even happened that has you wrapped around his finger already?” You don’t speak for a moment as you think about how to say your thoughts without feeling dumb. 

“Please don’t tell me you only have a crush on him because he’s hot…You take your crushes too far for that.” There's a look of panic resting on her face. 

“He uh…well…you know how we took the pictures yesterday for BBC?” You ask and she's nodding. “I thought he looked good but I swear I wasn’t thinking anything irrational. It was when we had to take those stupid pictures and he rested his hand on my back…Ash, I swear there was a spark or something. It felt so… I don’t know…so.. right?” The cart you’re in is sitting at the top of the wheel and you’re taking advantage of the view while you wait for Ashley to respond. When she doesn’t, you turn to look at her. She’s staring blankly at you, giving you slow blinks. 

“What?” Your voice is soft, barely above a whisper. 

“Y/n, how old is he?” Her expression is unchanging. 

“Fifty five…I googled it last night..” You were feeling ashamed of your behavior. You felt like a kid with a stupid school crush. Pathetic. 

“Hm, that’s your oldest yet. What’s next, eighty or ninety five is probably more to your taste huh?” She’s making fun of you and it hurts. You know she’s never approved of your taste in men but you can’t really help it. It’s not like you block out guys your age, they just don’t satisfy you. They’re mean, boring, and losers. You wanted a real man. Someone who was established in life and could take care of you. 

“Whatever..” You let out softly. The cart was nearing the bottom once again and you were ready to be free of the room of gossip and judgment. 

“Y/n… you know I only want what’s best for you. I mean look at what happened with Pedro and all the other men before him.” She’s sincere and you understand her point of view but you wished she would understand yours as well. 

“I know Ash. It’s just a stupid crush anyways.” It was more of a reminder to yourself rather than to Ashley. She was right, you did have a habit of taking your crushes too far. You always had to try to get the guy who held your attention but you were confident in who you were. Most times it worked but a break from dating was what was best for you. 

—

To apologize for being mean, Ashley was currently on the phone with some poor worker from one of Gordon Ramsay’s restaurants. She already made a reservation for tomorrow night but thought tonight would be better to cheer you up. You tried to reason with her by telling her that there were plenty of great restaurants in London we could get into tonight, but she insisted on having a very touristy dinner tonight instead of tomorrow, like it made any of a difference. 

“I know the reservation is for tomorrow but miss y/l/n needs it for tonight.” Her voice is strong and unwavering, determined to get a table tonight. She’s been throwing your name around left and right hoping that someone would know who you were. It all felt too pretentious for your liking but you couldn’t control Ashley when she was like this. 

You were sprawled across your hotel bed, scrolling through instagram. The voices inside your head were screaming to look at Hugh’s page, just a peak. Last night after you saw the comment, you practically threw your phone across the room, too afraid to look at it again. You're honestly thankful for that reaction because who knows how long you would have stayed awake thinking about it and diving into his life. You did make that quick google search to see just how old he was but that was the end of your exploration. 

Your fingers moved faster than your brain could process, typing his name into the search bar and clicking his profile the second it popped up. You didn’t have to scroll far into his account before your heart started to race. You clicked on a mirror selfie he had posted of him in his wolverine costume with sunglasses on. The pose and the caption really showed his age but for your sick brain, it made everything about him even sexier. You cautiously swiped out of that picture to prevent an accidental like. The next picture to catch your attention was one of Hugh in the trunk of a car. Your eyes almost jump out of your face with your tongue rolling onto the ground like the cartoons. The size of his arm was insane. You weren’t one to go for muscular men, but Hugh could choke you out with that arm any time he wanted to. His smile was so dreamy. You hadn’t seen Deadpool and Wolverine yet, not really having interest before, but now you might have to take a solo trip to the movies. You were cooked.

“Thank you, I’m glad we were able to come to an agreement. Yes tonight at 8pm.” Ashley is hanging up the phone and lets out a high pitched squeal. 

“How do you do that?” You’ve always been amazed at her negotiating skills and her ability to get whatever she wants. 

“Natural talent..also having a famous bestie doesn’t hurt.” She giggles and checks the time. Her laughter turns to a gasp. “We have to get ready, it’s already 6pm!” She’s gathering her things and as she’s rushing out of the door, she’s telling you that she’ll be back soon to get dolled up together. 

You had to learn how to style yourself over the past year of being in the limelight. Fashion was something you had been interested in but in Minden, if you dressed too out of the ordinary, people would stare. You shied away from it for longer than necessary and only recently learned how to express yourself freely thanks to your stylist, Kat. For dinner, you picked out a lengthy fitted black dress. It had the prettiest floral pattern that covered it with butterflies popping up here and there. What sold you on the dress though were the two frilly pieces of fabric that hung on either side of the dress. It was stunning and it looked even better on you. You decided on letting your hair sit in its natural state, not caring to put much effort into it. 

When Ashley came tumbling back into your room, wearing a red fitted dress, the two of you put some music on and got to work. You weren’t going for a super complicated makeup look, simply deciding on a small winged eyeliner, mascara, a dark blood red lip stain, and a hint of blush. Layering a few necklaces and adding some hooped earrings, your look was almost complete. All that was left were a pair of black heels that had two strings that you effortlessly swirled around your calf tying it into a cute bow at the top. 

“You look smoking hot! Let me take a picture of you.” Ashley whistles and grabs your phone to take a few shots. She was right, you looked good. You decided to post one of the pictures of your instagram story with a small caption that said ‘dinner time 😋’. 

What you loved about Ashley is that she took your fame with a grain of salt most of the time. When you wanted to take an uber or taxi somewhere, she never complained. You often got tired of taking private cars everywhere, wanting a little normality when you could get it. The uber ride over was a quiet one, both of you too focused on the view outside of your own windows, soaking in the reality of being in Europe. 

The restaurant was gorgeous. It wasn’t over the top fancy with normal everyday people littering the dining area, it was nice. Ashley and yourself were in quiet conversation as you looked over the menu. Feeling adventurous, you asked the waitress what she recommended and you ended up ordering the dish. Sipping on your espresso martini, you took a moment to feel grateful for the life you got to live. 

“Oh you have got to be kidding me.” Ashley is sighing with a slight roll of her eyes. 

“Good evening y/n.” A voice is approaching behind you before you could question Ashleys sudden annoyance. It was a voice you recognized, hearing it the day before. You turn around to see Hugh standing behind your left shoulder and you stand up to greet him properly. You’ve gotten accustomed to hugging almost everyone you meet nowadays, you lean in without thinking. 

“Oh my god! Hi Hugh.” There's a big grin on your face. It felt like a sign that you were seeing him again. 

“I don’t want to bother you ladies for too long. I recognized your dress and wanted to come say hi. I also wanted to apologize for bringing up Pedro yesterday, it was rude of me to do without even introducing myself first.” He lets out in his gruff voice, accent strong. His arm and yours are still interlocked in a weird side hug type of position. 

“It’s totally fine, you didn’t know.” You look into his eyes with utmost sincerity. “Oh uh, this is my best friend Ashley. Ashley, this is Hugh.” He breaks the side hug to reach to shake Ashley’s hand. 

“Nice to meet you.” Hugh lets out and Ashley responds with a short ‘you too.’ You give her a look that says ‘be nice’. 

“Well, I’ll get out of your hair. It was really nice seeing you again sweetheart.” He smiles down at you.

“It was nice seeing you again as well.” 

“Here let me.” He’s motioning to your chair. You take a seat and he's pushing it forward for you. 

“Thank you.” Looking back at him with a shy smile. He gives your shoulder a squeeze of acknowledgment and he’s walking away. 

“Maybe the universe does want you with a man old enough to be your grandfather. I mean what are the fucking odds of running into him at a Gordon Ramsay restaurant.” Ashley lets out in total disbelief. 

You don’t say anything, you give a sly shrug instead. The rest of the dinner is tame. The food was delicious and you felt woozy from the martinis you’d been downing. Ashley let you know half way through the dinner that Hugh was sitting not to far from us and that he ‘had a fucking staring problem’, her words exactly. It made you giddy to think he was looking over here and if you begged Ashley to trade seats with you it was no one else's business. She obviously refused and you spent the rest of your time focusing on your friend, with Hugh sitting in the corner of your mind. 

When you got back to the hotel, you immediately stripped yourself from your heels and dress. Laying in the bed in nothing but your undergarments, you opened instagram and took a look at your story one more time, wanting to see just how good you looked. It was shallow for sure but it made you feel good. You saw the hearts flooding the bottom of the screen and decided to swipe up to see who had liked it. As you scrolled nothing really caught your attention until that name caught your eye again.

“I recognized your dress and wanted to come say hi.” 

What the actual fuck.

thank you for reading <3

part three

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[sanarsi]

Welcome tooooo

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All stories are written by me and most of them are intended for MDNI.

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CONTENT MARKINGS

Fluff - 🧁 / Angst - 🫧 / Smut - 🦢 / Dark - 🕷️ / My fav - 🤍

*mini series include more than 3 and less than 5 parts

One Shots

Goddess 🧁🦢🤍

husband!Oberyn Martell x f!Reader

Just you and your husband who love each other very much.

Royal Vows 🦢

groom!Oberyn Martell x f!Reader

The wedding of members of the royal family carries with it obligations. One of them is the consummation of the marriage.

Eight woman 🫧🦢

Oberyn Martell x f!Reader

Oberyn is tormented by memories of you after you decided to leave him.

One Shots

Birthday present 🦢

Javier Peña x f!Reader

You're the daughter of one of Columbia's godfathers. Agent Peña decides to surprise you on your twenty-fifth birthday.

To be loved by a woman 🦢

dbf!Javier Peña x f!Reader

Javier Peña has been in your life for as long as you can remember. The perfect friend for your father. A gentleman with a charming smile and good taste. How can he resist you if he knows you feel the same way about him?

It’s just business 🦢

Javier Peña x informant!f!Reader

As one of the drug cartels' representatives, you were incredibly useful to Agent Peña. However, he can't stop his habit of fucking his informants.

Forbidden fruit 🦢 part 2 for "It’s just business”

Javier Peña x informant!f!Reader

Your affair with Agent Peña was wrong and you both knew it. But how could he resist you when he was starting to fall for you?

One Shots

Betrayal

coworker!lover!Jack Daniels x spy!f!Reader

Coming soon

Mini Series

Sex, Drugs and Rock’n’Roll 🧁🫧🦢

rockstar!Frankie Morales x f!Reader

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

Young rock star Frankie Morales and his band "Triple Frontier" are slowly climbing towards fame. Your luck allowed you to meet him when they were still playing in bars. The passionate feelings that arose between you opened the door to a completely different world. Sex, drugs and a lot of Rock. The road to the world of fame is never strewn with roses and the problems you encounter put many things to the test. What can come out of the mixture of the three most addictive things in the world if not chaos.

One Shots

Gardens of Eden 🦢🤍

Din Djarin x goddess!f!Reader

Another bounty hunt goes wrong when he comes across a creature whose influence changes his view of everything.

One Shots

Lovely Mornings

Marcus Moreno x nanny!f!Reader

Coming soon

One Shots

Flying days and nights 🫧🤍

ex-boyfriend!Dieter Bravo x f!Reader

You and Dieter broke up because of his addiction. Despite that, he's going to do anything to have you in his arms again.

One Shots

Pink Braids 🧁

no-outbreak!Joel Miller x f!Reader

Joel decided to take his daughter on vacation for a few days. The sea and the beach were the perfect destination for a short break. Joel could never resist Sarah's charms. The stand selling colorful braids was no exception.

You’re doing great, sweetie 🦢

no-outbreak!professor!Joel Miller x student!f!Reader

You came to your professor to ask for help with your essay. He accidentally discovers one of your dirty secrets which is him.

Controversially young girlfriend 🫧🦢🤍

post-outbreak!Joel Miller x f!Reader

Joel finally finds his brother. He's not too happy to hear how he got on with his life without him. But his brother is also not happy to meet his new partner - you. Or Joel fucks you to comfort you.

One of your girls 🦢

post-outbreak!Joel Miller x virgin!f!Reader

Joel was known for treating women well in bed. That's why, on your eighteenth birthday, you decided to give him your virginity.

We Have It All 🫧

pre/post-outbreak!Joel Miller x f!Reader

You and Joel were separated by the outbreak.

Without Me 🫧

post-outbreak!Joel Miller x f!Reader

Joel was not a good man and the consequences of his actions eventually caught up to him.

Man’s Love 🧁🦢

no-outbreak!Joel Miller x f!Reader

Joel is your neighbor who doesn't hide his feelings for you and won't give up on winning your heart despite your rejections.

Private lessons 🦢

no-outbreak!instructor!Joel Miller x f!Reader

Joel gives you private horse riding lessons.

Everything we did that summer 🦢

step-uncle!no-outbreak!Joel Miller x f!Reader

You resisted getting close to Joel, afraid of what might happen then. Well, his affection for you destroyed everything you had worked for.

Summer 2014 🦢

bfd!no-outbreak!Joel Miller x f!Reader

What happens if you find out you're attracted to your best friend's father? Well, Joel is more than willing to show you that.

But daddy, I love him! 🫧🦢

older boyfriend!Joel Miller x f!Reader

Your controversial old boyfriend is back from his deployment. Your father is against your relationship. Or Joel fucks you on his motorcycle.

Sweet treat 🦢🕷️

perv!neighbor!Joel Miller x f!Reader

You came to your family home for a vacation. The obsession that is born in Joel pushes him to do very bad things.

Euphoria 🫧🦢

professor!Joel Miller x student!f!Reader

One wrong call led to this, that instead of your boyfriend, it's your professor who picks you up from the party.

Your faith 🫧🦢🕷️

post-outbreak!dark!Joel Miller x f!Reader

You are locked up, at the will of your tormentor who only wants you to love him.

Favourite Lamb 🦢

post-Jackson!Joel Miller x f!Reader

Joel finally has what he wanted – a quiet life, a farm, and you. After a hard day at work, you're eager to take care of your man.

One Shots

Victory’s your only payment 🫧🦢🕷️

lover!Marcus Acacius x f!Reader

Your general has betrayed you. Your anger is greater than the love you have for him, so you send him to the arena to fight for his last breath.

One Shots

Paid internship 🦢

professor!Reed Richards x student!f!Reader

You don't have enough money to pay for your internship. Prof. Richards finds another way for you to pay him back.

Physics in Practice 🫧🦢

stepfather!professor!Reed Richards x student!f!Reader

You accidentally discover that your stepfather has a shameful soft spot for you. Reed has to deal with everything you decide to serve him after that.

Cheri Cheri Lady 🦢

stepfather!Reed Richards x f!Reader

Your stepdad fucks you on a sun lounger.

Girl Meal Series 🦢

Pedro Pascal characters x f!Reader

AU where all four boys are your friends and provide you with one, very intense day. From breakfast to dessert.

Kinktober 2024 🧁🫧🦢🕷️

Pedro Pascal characters x f!Reader

31 kinks with 10 Pedro Pascal boys for each of the 31 days of October

Okay so that’s it bestieee

Hope you enjoyed xx

[olsenmyolsen]

please, lizzie following the sidewalk rule with younger age gap reader?!!

The Sidewalk Rule

short n’ sweet master list . request marvel master list . maroon master list . dark master list

(Female Reader X Elizabeth Olsen) Summary: You and Elizabeth Olsen have grown quite close since filming your latest movie.

Word Count: 1K

Okay, sure, before your career blew up, you once said in a now-deleted tweet, "Lord, what do I have to do to be Elizabeth Olsens, controversial young girlfriend."

It was all in good fun and tweeted at like 2:16 am, but now fast forward a few years later, and you might not be her girlfriend, but you two are definitely... something.

You're not sure whether to count this as your fourth date or not, but it is the fourth time the two of you are hanging out one-on-one since you both finished wrapping up her movie.

She produced it and was critical in your hiring process.

And yeah, it could just count as friends hanging out, but you're not sure friends look at each other the way you two dance with your eyes.

By god, how magical her green eyes are... Regardless now here you are sitting outside the cafe Lizzie texted you to meet her at.

"Cute baseball cap." The text that lit up your phone read, making you swing your head around before your eyes found Lizzie walking up to your table. Fuck she knew how to make a blue button-up and jeans look just as sexy as a little black dress.

"Hi!" Lizzie smiled and wrapped her arms around you as you hugged. You rested your chin on her shoulder as you took a deep breath. "Hi, Lizzie." You spoke softly into her ear, making her giggle before pulling away. Her eyes looking you up and down, admiring your look. And her LA Dodgers baseball cap.

"Glad to know it's in good hands." She said as she tipped it down, making you laugh and feel flushed before you two sat down. "You can have it back if you want it." You said before quenching your thirst with some water. Lizzie just shook her head and gazed at you with a feeling hidden behind her eyes. "It looks better on you. Also, it was my fault for leaving it in your trailer that one day." As if it wasn't on purpose. "But maybe we can share it."

You smiled. "Sharing sounds good." Lizzie hummed and nodded before grabbing the menu before you, making you lift your eyes to her. "Don't worry honey, I know what to order us." She spoke with an authoritative tone, making you nod and gulp. Especially at the nickname.

Honey.

However, that wasn't the last time the nickname happened. Or the light touches from her hands to yours. Or how she moved closer to you throughout lunch. Or even how the two of you were spotted by paparazzi, and she didn't care once. Not with you around. Instead, she kept her eyes on you and hung on every word you said.

Of course, you did the same to her. You kept your eyes on her green ones or her dazzling smile. You felt a blush every time she laughed or cracked a joke back to you. Your stomach erupted from the feelings skyrocketing as she talked more and more about the movie you two shot together and how she wished she had more time with you.

She wanted you.

"...interesting pick for a horror movie," Lizzie said as she took a spoonful of your ice cream as the two of you walked away from a shop in the middle of the city after your lunch. "I think it's criminally underrated." You said as you watched your ice cream flavor disappear behind Lizzie's lips.

She saw how you stared and smiled, making you look at her eyes. "What?" She shook her head. "Nothing. I just think it's funny you picked a thriller that came out before you were even born."

You playfully rolled your eyes. "I was born the same year." 2001 was the year you two danced around. Along with the topic of the age gap between you both.

Not that you minded based on your deleted tweets. Nor did Lizzie, based on her infatuation with you.

Yet you both danced.

However, the topic seemed to be laid to rest as Lizzie placed her hands on your shoulder and moved you to the other side of her. Away from the traffic on the road.

The sidewalk rule.

You noticed and looked at Lizzie as she opened her mouth and scooped another spoonful of your ice cream. "What was that?" You asked. "You moved me."

Lizzie swallowed and looked at you with an understanding smile. "I did."

"Why?"

Lizzie sighed and looked at you with affection. "Because I couldn't have anything happen to you." She said it like it was the easiest question to answer. "Plus, it's like the rule. I'm supposed to keep you safe."

You nodded. "Yeah, but isn't that saved for people who are... dating?" You questioned, making a grin break out on Lizzie's face. "So you want to date?" She asked and knew the game she was playing.

She almost felt bad for seeing the cute, confused look on your face.

Almost.

After a beat, Lizzie thought she'd save you from your brain overheating and just come right out and say something along the lines to help you.

"I wouldn't be opposed to it." The green-eyed goddess said. You looked over with a look of bewilderment. Lizzie watched you process. "Do you have anything you want to say, sweetheart?" She asked with a sly smile.

"I don't think I've wanted anything more."

Lizzie was ecstatic and wrapped an arm around you. "That's my girl." You blushed, and as the two of you stopped at a crosswalk, you turned to look her in the eyes. "Before we move forward with anything. Let me delete some tweets."

Little did you know Elizabeth Olsen had already seen them.

And when the news of your relationship hit Twitter, thanks to some paparazzi pictures of the sidewalk moment, the website crashed.

dividers by @/benkeibear

[moeitsu]

Can minors please stop making jokes like:

"I'm younger than Hugh Jackman's kids but I'd still let him…"

"Too young to drive, but I'd ride Hugh anytime."

"I can be his controversial younger girlfriend."

Seriously, this shit isn't funny. It's cringey and more than that, it's incredibly problematic.

The sexual innuendos never seem to end. While Tumblr isn't as flooded with this stuff, Twitter and TikTok are out of control. These jokes aren't just disrespectful—they're wildly inappropriate and perpetuate a culture that blurs boundaries.

If you're a minor, and you're out here making jokes about having sex with someone more than twice your age, you are a problem.

We saw this happen last year with Pedro Pascal when The Last of Us blew up. Everyone was obsessed with him, but alongside the admiration came this tidal wave of minors making sexually explicit comments about him left and right. It wasn't just one or two offhand remarks—it was everywhere.

Look, I’m not saying you can’t be attracted to these actors. I get it. When I was younger, I had crushes on older men too. But there’s a big difference between having a crush and publicly posting sexual fantasies about a real person being intimate with a minor. Those fantasies cross into dangerous territory.

This isn’t about being a prude or policing thoughts. It's about understanding the impact of what you say online. When you make jokes like these, you’re not being “edgy” or “funny”—you’re contributing to a toxic culture that dismisses the serious issue of age-appropriate boundaries.

Would you seriously say this shit in front of Hugh? Do you really think he would find it funny?

The answer is no, and you shouldn’t say it at all. Respect the people you admire and have some respect for yourself, enough not to engage in this kind of behavior.

We can do better, and we should do better.

[matthewsgreybubbles]

On the topic of him being a good dater or romantic he did an interview with some magazine years bacm where he talks a little bit about love and dating its suuuper sweet and heartwarming - think it’s called “dating with” or “on a date”

Oh please I need to find that- 🥹

But I don't think my heart can handle this when I'm already BAWLING at that interview about the girl of his dreams.

like.. PLEASE PICK ME MATTHEW, PLEASE. I CAN BE YOUR CONTROVERSIAL YOUNG (legal) GIRLFRIEND.

DON'T YOU WANT TO DATE A HOT GIRL IN HER TWENTIES?? PLEASE???

[yawnderu]

About the COD fandom. I just came across a fic that was labelled 16+ yet it was explicitly porn! The blog was something like "Coquette" or whatever with no age in their bio. And I swear you can't explain to these kids WHY you have to label shit appropriately because they just don't get it. One has to state it's 18+ because if you brazenly let minors view explicit content, YOU (in general) can get into major shit.

There are too many minors in the fandom. Too many blogs writing and liking fics with no age in their bios. I remember when teens were told to shut the fuck up in fandoms, at least when they tried to encroach on the 18+ side of it. Yes I am old and yelling at the clouds lol

Oh and I've seen "AKCHULLY Price would date an 18-year-old! He would so nah nah! He's not real so I can write what I want!" Write what you want but it's still gross. Especially because they really make a point of bringing up an age gap. there are alarming pedophilic themes in said fics of price fucking/dating 18-year-olds.

"Controversial young reader!" has 11k notes. "DBF Price/Simon/Konig" and the fics are revolting in nature because the reader is heavily implied to be young and very inexperienced and not in an "I have no interest in this shit" kind of way.

TLDR it's like fics are being written by minors, for minors. Just seems that way...

There's a meme w this same format that goes ''I wish all minors a very get off my blog'' but I can't find it bfehbjefbjhfe

YES!! istg it's always the coquette lana del rey stan girlies who are into weirdly pedophilic things. It's even worse when they're actual adults purposely targeting minors with NSFW content, such as saying Price would date a barely legal girl or wait until she turns 18 to date her like... are you insane? fejnfejhbh This man would definitely want someone around his own age OR with at least a fully developed brain. Sure, everyone can write whatever they want, but people can also talk about it when you're making these men straight up predators.

HEAVY on the too many minors in the fandom, TikTok viralized the masked men and now you have minors commenting sexual things on the media of cosplayers or people who simply like tactical gear. Not to mention they RARELY respect a ''MDNI'', saying things like ''oh but I turn 18 in 2 years'' hbfehjbef PLEASE. And I get it, I've been on many different fandoms ever since I was like 11, I understand wanting to interact with creators and their content— but at the very least respect what they ask if they don't want to interact with minors.

That goes to the other point of kids developing parasocial relationships with the VAs. God, the comment section of the VAs is pure nightmare fuel full of kids saying they're gonna marry them one day or straight up commenting weird sexual things to people who are in their 30s. It's WEIRD, especially because it's so painfully obvious the parasocial relationship they develop is fully one-sided 😭 like why are you commenting how much you want to fuck this married 40-year-old man with kids on a post with his WIFE? Not to mention the hate people close to them get, such as Alain's girlfriend.

I have a small series of DBF!Keegan, but I imagine the reader to be at least in her mid-20s rather than an 18-year-old (or even younger, I've seen some DBF stuff making the reader a minor). It's honestly a bit bizarre to see ADULTS making pedophilic/predatory content targeting a young audience bfehbjfewl

[midwestmade29]

Private Celebration 🚿

Thanks for sending in the request @brideofinfamy! I hope you enjoy the story 🖤

Word count: 1,577 Divider by: Me 🙂 GIF is not mine

Original request: “can you please write an Christian Cage X Fem Reader Story where Reader is his on controversial young on screen Girlfriend, but she always had an thing for him and vice versa, and when Christian successfully retained his TNT Championship at Revolution she admits with an devilish smirk backstage that she exactly knew how to "celebrate" the win and they end up having sex in the shower of his locker room. Afterwards Christian says he could get used to those kind of celebrations with her and ask if she wants to be his”

Disclaimers: Cursing, unprotected sex. Read at your own discretion 🤷🏻‍♀️

You and Christian have a private celebration together after his TNT title match…

It was no secret that you and Christian had major chemistry on screen, even despite your age difference. He is the Patriarch of AEW, and you are his adoring on screen girlfriend, making quite the pair whenever you wreaked havoc inside the ring and during promos. The fans were convinced that you and Christian were really a couple with the kisses, touches, and glances you often shared in front of the camera, but what they didn’t know is that you weren’t pretending anymore. The truth is you had developed real feelings for him along the way, but you never said anything or acted on them behind the curtain. There were moments when you could’ve sworn he was flirting with you, but surely this was all just business for him.

It was the night of the Revolution PPV, and you were dressed to the nines and your hair and makeup were looking flawless. When you stepped into Christian’s dressing room his jaw dropped and you swore you heard him curse under his breath. He cleared his throat and composed himself before speaking, “You umm, you look beautiful Y/N,” You smiled and offered your thanks, the way his eyes lingered on you made your cheeks flush a little. Christian chuckled to himself, prompting you to ask, “What’s so funny?”

“Everyone thinks it’s me who runs the show, but you’re the real showstopper. The Patriarchy is lucky to have you. Hell, I’m lucky to have such a beautiful young thing like you on my arm. Shall we?” he spoke sweetly as he extended his arm out to you.

Christian’s match against Daniel Garcia was just about to start, the entire Patriarchy stood with him in gorilla position waiting for his music to hit. He appeared to be a little nervous, so you grabbed his hand and gave it a little squeeze, earning a big grin from him in return. “You’re going to do great Christian. When it’s all said and done and you retain your championship, we’ll celebrate,” you encouraged. “Let’s do this,” he said while walking up the steps to the tunnel, still holding onto your hand. The second his song reverberated through the arena; the boos almost drowned it out. You strutted down the ramp, keeping in step with Christian while Killswitch and Nick followed behind.

Just like every match when you watched Christian, something inside you ignited and made your thoughts wander from the things going on in the ring to what you’d like to do to him behind closed doors. The way he flexed his muscles made you picture his strong arms lifting you up and carrying you over to a bed and letting him have his way with you. Your head snapped back into the match when you heard a loud thud on the mat followed by Christian yelling at the ref. The tables had turned when Garcia went on a run, knocking Christian all over the place and gaining the crowd’s support in the process.

You did your usual antics of distracting the ref and making a scene, which allowed Killswitch to get involved in the match without the ref noticing. Christian immediately went for the pin when Killswitch slid out of the ring, the ref taking notice and giving the 3 count. Nick was the first one in the ring to celebrate his father figure’s victory, followed by Killswitch and then you. You were caught up in the excitement of Christian retaining his title when you bumped Nick out of the way and wrapped your arms around him! He returned your embrace by pulling you in close before crashing his lips against yours! Sure, you’ve kissed on camera before, but this time it felt different. It was filled with more passion and was more intimate even with thousands of people around you. Your heartbeat was fast and steady when the kiss was broken when the ref held up Christian’s arm in victory.

The sound of boos and a few cheers sent you, Christian, Killswitch, and Nick on your way backstage. Everyone in the back congratulated Christian and Daniel on a job well done, giving each of them pats on the back and high fives, all the while you and Christian never taking your eyes off each other. There was a crackle in the air, and it wasn’t from the match! When he was finally able to step away from all the people, he made his way over to you and you greeted him with a devilish smirk on your face, “So, champ, why don’t we head back to your dressing room? I know exactly how to celebrate your win…”

Without hesitation, Christian let you guide him hand in hand back to his dressing room. It was obvious now more than ever that he desired you just as much as you did him when he closed the door in a hurry and pinned you up against it! Both of you were breathing fast and hard when he finally spoke up, “So, what was it you had in mind for the celebration, Y/N? I can think of a few ways, but I’d much rather hear your thoughts,” Christian’s lips were mere inches from yours when you murmured against them, “Well champ, I think a shower is in order,”

“A shower? That’s how you want to celebrate?” he interrupted, causing you to chuckle at his raised eyebrows. “Yes, only you won’t be showering alone,” you hinted.

Christian took your response and ran with it, lifting you up by your thighs and carrying you in the direction of the shower. Your lips never parted on the trek over to it, your fingers intertwined with his hair and your legs wrapped around his waist while your center pressed against his hard length. He lowered you to your feet and you turned the water on, wasting no time getting both of you underneath it as he backed you up against the shower wall. Your clothes were a sopping wet mess as you and Christian tugged and pulled at them to remove them from your body. It took less effort to take off his ring gear, his hard length finally free from all restrictions when each piece was thrown into a pile on the floor. He took each of your breasts in his hands, massaging them and toying with your nipples. “You’re perfect, Y/N. So. Fucking. Perfect,” he complimented before taking a stiff peak in his mouth.

You squirmed against the tile wall as his tongue lapped and flicked against it while sucking in between. Your soft moans echoed off the walls, steam flowing from the shower in thick pillows through the air. Christian’s fingers found themselves in between your legs, teasing your clit before he slid 2 fingers inside of you with ease, “Ah! Christian!” you cried out. “Just like that!” He groaned in approval against your neck, getting lost in the feeling of you coming undone from his fingers alone. He could tell your orgasm was close when your walls started gripping his fingers tightly and your breathing accelerated. “Cum for me baby girl, let yourself go,” Your legs shook, and you nearly lost your balance as your orgasm ripped through you!

Before you had a chance to fully recover, Christian lifted you up and aligned himself at your entrance before pushing himself inside you. Your back slid up and down the tiles as he thrusted, your breasts bounced against his toned chest while the hot water cascaded over the both of you. He filled you completely and stretched your tight cunt in all the best ways, bringing you closer and closer to your second orgasm. “My sweet little thing, taking me so well! Tell the whole arena who makes you feel this good. Let them know who your champion is,” Christian said through gritted teeth. “Y-you do Christian! Ah, shit! Christian!”

You and Christian came almost simultaneously, your bodies quaking against one another, and your moans and curses intertwined while you both rode out the high. The water was now running cold, which caused you to shiver, catching the eye of the champ. “Come on baby, let’s get you dried off,” Christian said as he turned the faucet off. He sweetly wrapped a towel around your shoulders and rubbed his hands up and down your arms to help warm you. He pulled you into his arms, embracing you tightly and you reveled in the heat his body was offering you. “I know I’ve never told you this before, but you’re everything to me Y/N. I miss you when we’re not together and I’m the best version of me when we are. I don’t want to just be a couple on tv anymore. Would you be mine, even when the cameras are off? Let’s give us a real try baby,” You pulled your head back and peered up at him, noticing immediately that he was serious. This was the moment you had hoped for all along, and you couldn’t believe it was really happening! “Yes Christian! I’d love to be yours!”

He let your words sink in for a few seconds before kissing you and smiling against your lips at the fact you were now officially his girlfriend. When he started chuckling, you asked him what was so funny, his response making you laugh too.  “I hope I keep retaining this title,” Christian smiled.

“And why is that?”

“Because I could get used to these kinds of celebrations…”

[doll-elvis]

did you like linda thompson for elvis? any insight to their relationship?

I recently got two asks about Linda so I thought I would just combine them here: warning this is long because as always I have too much to say 🤭

and thank you so much guys for the asks <3!! I really appreciate the opportunity to delve into these topics and have an open discussion, please share any thoughts or opinions y’all have, I would truly love to hear from you guys too

as for the first ask: this will probably be controversial but honestly I have mixed feelings about Linda Thompson, and it’s not so much over her relationship with Elvis that I feel conflicted about, it’s just some of the comments/posts she has made that have rubbed me the wrong way a little bit🤧

To start though I want to say I by no means hate Linda, Elvis loved her and there’s no questions I have for why he did- I think she is a really caring and nurturing person at heart. So if Elvis loved her, then I wish the best for her, and I try to live by this philosophy for everyone he loved… even if they do things I don’t like or don’t agree with

Also her book is one of my favorites out of all the girlfriends and it is genuinely beautiful (although I do wish the whole book was just about Elvis because I could not care less about Caitlyn Jenner lmaoo). You can feel the love and respect she has for him, and I will always admire how candidly she talks about Elvis whilst also being understanding of him and his complexities. Obviously Elvis was not a perfect human, but Linda writes in a way that really conveys her compassion/love towards of him even during the times when he was being quite frankly, an asshole 💀

I truly respect her for taking care of him the best she could, and still defending him to this day. I was honestly always relieved whenever the camera was on her in that Amazon prime documentary “Elvis’ Women” because she often set the record straight and didn’t allow for any sensationalized stories to be told about him

And one of my absolute favorite quotes about Elvis comes from her book and it’s when she said, “There is black and there is white, and then there is Elvis Presley”

As for some of the comments she has made (mainly on her Instagram), I cannot help but get the vibe that she is a touch narcissistic or as some of the Memphis mafia have said, “has a beauty queen personality”😖

Obviously I’m no psychologist but if y’all follow her on Instagram you might know what I mean. A couple months ago she shared a Instagram story that had a quote from David Stanley saying something along the lines of “Linda was the most beautiful girl Elvis was with and the best for him”

Now there’s absolutely nothing wrong with holding that opinion, she is incredibly beautiful and she cared deeply for Elvis, but I feel like sharing that quote had no purpose but to boost her ego. And David Stanley can choke for all I care, especially because some of the headlines he has been making lately

Linda also has a tendency to diminish the relationships Elvis had with other women, particularly with Sheila Ryan and Ann Pennington

(quote from Shirley Dieu about Linda finding out about Sheila Ryan ⬆️)

Linda was very young and in love at the time and rightfully angry about being cheated on. But at the same time I don’t think that justifies calling another woman a hooker, and that definitely doesn’t make it okay to tell everybody in the group that she was getting paid to be with Elvis, especially when it’s known that Sheila was the one girlfriend who demanded nothing out of him ⬇️ (y’all know I love Sheila I’m serious about defending her lmaoo)

She also recently made a post on Instagram where she shared some photos of her and Elvis and said this in the caption ⬇️

Am I too sensitive or does this rub y’all the wrong way too?? I wouldn’t call Sheila Ryan or Ann Pennington just “friends”. This may have not been Linda’s intentions but I find it disrespectful to reduce their relationship with Elvis to that, especially when Elvis cared so much about them

Even in the Amazon prime documentary “Elvis’ Women” she referred to Sheila and Ann as “dalliances” and also said the only women with any “holding power” in Elvis’ life was herself, Anita and Priscilla. But to name a few, Elvis almost married Dixie Locke before he got famous, he bought Graceland and intended to live there with June Juanico, he seriously considered marrying Ann Margret, he wanted Joyce Bova to live at Graceland (same with Sheila Ryan) and he literally proposed to Ginger Alden

Again, I might just be sensitive but that “holding power” comment totally rubbed me the wrong way. I have the feeling this is how she fuels her self-importance … by minimizing Elvis’ relationships with other women 🤧

as for the second ask: I think what caused the decline of her relationship with Elvis was that as she matured and grew up within the 4 1/2 years they dated, her priorities changed, and they no longer fitted to what Elvis wanted

Linda was pushing for marriage and by doing so Elvis was feeling pressured, and just from what I have read about him, that man didn’t want to be pressured by anybody

I honestly don’t believe Elvis ever intended to get married after his divorce with Priscilla, and despite proposing to Ginger, like many others, I don’t believe he would have taken the step to the actual altar. So by being very open about his affairs and wanting to be photographed with Diana Goodman and introducing women like Sheila Ryan at concerts as his girlfriend, perhaps that was his way of letting Linda know he didn’t “belong” to her and wasn’t planning on getting married🤧

(excerpt from “Elvis: What happened?” ⬇️)

This excerpt is from Albert Goldman’s “Elvis” so definitely take it with a grain of salt but I think it’s very interesting as it describes the course of his relationship with Linda ⬇️

In Linda Thompson’s book “A Little Thing called Life” she talks very openly about how their relationship essentially became “sexless”, and how she graduated to the role of caretaker as opposed to romantic partner. And according to Diana Goodman, Linda even acted as a third wheel when Elvis went on dates with Diana, and so I think by that point in the relationship Linda didn’t feel as threatened by other women because she knew her role in Elvis’ life: caretaker

This is just my opinion but I think Elvis stayed with Linda Thompson so long purely out of convenience. She was a woman who knew what he liked (movies, food, music etc. etc), she knew how to take care of him, and she had integrated herself into the group very successfully and got along with the people in his life, especially Lisa Marie. I have seen Elvis being quoted saying “I don’t want to teach another one” a few times, meaning he didn’t want to have to teach another woman how he lived, and how he liked things, he was simply comfortable with Linda because she knew him

But I think Elvis likely felt a little suffocated by her constant presence, which seemed to be the case with most women who he was with for long periods of time, and I believe that’s when he began pursuing women like Sheila Ryan, Ann Pennington and Diana Goodman. I also believe this is why he bought Linda an apartment out in California and a house in Memphis despite her living at Graceland: he was slowly trying to inch her out of the picture so he could do whatever he wanted with whatever woman he wanted. I forget what Memphis Mafia member said it but I remember a quote that said something like While Linda was out shopping in California, Elvis got with other women, that’s why he encouraged her spending

(excerpt from Linda’s book where she confronted Elvis after he began having affairs after the first year they were together ⬇️)

“once in a while I just need a little different stimulation, different company”

As for Elvis saying he could never picture himself marrying Linda, Ginger Alden’s book gives great insight ⬇️

Elvis could be very old fashioned about things so this definitely seems like a plausible explanation as to why he could never picture himself marrying Linda, she was likely too headstrong about it and it turned him off from the idea. As for flirting with the idea about having children with Linda, Elvis was very “obsessed” with the idea of having a son, and when he began dating Ginger Alden he also told her about him wanting her to have his son, and name him John Baron. So I don’t think his ideas of having more children was because of Linda or Ginger specifically, I believe he just wanted a son, and would likely tell whatever woman that he was intending to be with for a long time, his idea

if y’all have made it this far, thank you for reading <3!! I’m always open to discussion and just remember most of this is just my personal opinions so don’t take anything as the cold truth until you have done research and decided for yourself. I’m curious to read what y’all think about everything 👀

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a mastermind [1]

ryan mcmahon x reader

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authors note: k so this is kinda an all over the place fic but I had a lot of fun making it so ENJOY! @orangeinecstasy a fellow ryan appreciator, thanks for the brainstorming 🫡

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part 2

[whimsiwitchy]

Controversially Young Girlfriend (part four)

series masterlist & main masterlist

Hugh Jackman x popstar!reader 

summary: y/n is a globally beloved pop star. She is known for her talent and dedication towards her craft. Recently, she has also been known for her preference for older men. After a breakup with her former older boyfriend, she had a run in with the hottest dilf right now, Hugh Jackman. Y/n tried to warn him, but what can she say, she has an effect on hot, older men. 

warnings: age gap (23/55), cursing, y/n used, implied shorter reader, afab reader, she/her pronouns, sexual themes, fighting (verbal).

warnings will change as the story progresses! all descriptions of real people in this story are FAKE. I do not know these people and this is purely fiction. Please let me know if I missed anything!! <3

authors note: I don’t have much to say other than enjoy! Please leave your thoughts and opinions in the comments or message me! I’d love to hear what you have to say <3

part four: friends for now?

Hugh let you drag him through the club by your intertwined hands. The crowd seemed to be never ending as you walked through, trying to make it to the bar. A few people stopped you along the way to congratulate you and give their praises, but the night no longer felt special. It didn’t even feel like these people were here for you. They were just strangers attending a random party. Most of them already way past tipsy and probably wouldn’t remember anything in the morning. When the bar was in sight, you did a quick scan of the area. In the right corner, you saw a small, tall table that had two tall stools, perfect. 

“Heyyy y/n! I’ve been looking for you!” Ashley yells over the music with a big smile on her face. You don’t miss the way she glances back at Hugh. “Where have you been?” She asks and you can hear the accusation that’s hidden behind her words. Hugh squeezes your hand and it makes you realize just how close he is to you, the front of his body a whisper away from touching the back of yours. “I’ve been making the rounds. I was looking for you but kept getting stopped along the way.” You’re yelling back at her, trying to sound alive and bubbly by letting a laugh out at the end. You weren’t sure if she bought it. Ashley gives you a look that tells you she doesn’t. “We were gonna grab a drink, you wanna come?” You offer her but she shakes her head. “No, I have one over there.” She points to a group of girls sitting at a larger table that sits on the left side of the bar. “I’ll see you later okay?” She leans to give you a quick hug and she notices the point of contact between Hugh and yourself. “Don’t be stupid y/n.” She whispers in your ear and leans back from the hug with a smile. “Love you!” She’s yelling this time as she walks away. Her comment made your chest burn. You could tell that she thought something more was happening between Hugh and yourself but he saved you. He helped you get away from Pedro and she had no right to be accusatory. 

This night kept getting worse, the only thing keeping you from going home and leaving your own party was the warmth of Hugh’s hand. The warmth suddenly vanished, Hugh letting go of your hand for the first time since he helped you off of the couch in the backroom. He pulled back one of the stools for you and offered his arm to hold as you climbed up to sit. Your foot faltered slightly, causing your leg to buckle, but Hugh was quick to grab your waist to stabilize you. “Thank you.” You say again. 

“Do you want a drink?” He asks julting his thumb towards the bar behind him. 

“Oh! I'll take a pop my cherry margarita please.” You smile, voice full of excitement. Hugh lets out that rich man laugh that you haven't heard since the day you met him. 

“A WHAT?” He’s still laughing, it’s so contagious that your own laughter slips past your lips unexpectedly. 

“Pop my cherry margarita. It’s a real thing!” You explained to him that you wanted to create a drink menu that matched the album song titles. It was the one detail you really had a say in. “I thought they were handing out pamphlets at the door that explained that. Did you not get one?” Hugh’s eyebrows furrowed but they relax just as fast as he pulled a folded up pamphlet from his back pocket. You gasp dramatically. 

“You didn’t read it?” Your voice held a joking tone but you couldn’t help but feel a ping of hurt within your chest at the thought of him not taking the time to at least skim over the silly little paper. 

“I was looking for you when I first got here.” He admits shyly, an emotion you didn’t know Hugh was capable of having. He was always so confident and loud, never shy. It was cute. 

“Well in that case, you are forgiven.” His words made your heart swell. 

“I’ll be right back.” He gives your shoulder a light squeeze and walks over to the bar. 

Taking a look around the room, you’re glad that people are enjoying themselves. Your album only has three more songs to play before you’d have to go back on stage to give your thanks again. The club was booked all night, meaning that everyone was welcome to stay until it closes at two am. You didn’t plan to stay that late and after the events of the night, you weren’t sure if you’d stay any longer than your second ‘speech’. You glance back over to Hugh. He’s leaning on the counter, making conversation with the bartender. He was so charismatic, easily falling into conversation with anyone he met. You were certain that there wasn’t a person in the world that disliked him, he was the definition of likable. The reality of the situation was starting to settle more clearly now that your mind wasn’t clouded by the brief altercation with Pedro. Hugh hadn’t left your side since the moment he found you, he helped you collect yourself, and now he was ordering you a drink. You weren’t sure what this meant for him- you knew exactly what it meant for you. All of his acts of kindness were starting to overfill the file in your head labeled ‘big fat crush on Hugh Jackman’. 

“Here you are, one pop my cherry margarita.” He slides the glass in front of you and sits in the stool across from you. The drink is a bright red with a silver shimmer throughout. Two cherries sat on the top of the ice with a lime hugging the sugar lined rim. You took a sip, the tequila a little too strong for your liking, but the sweetness of the cherry and the slight hint of lime was refreshing.  “Mhmm that’s good. What'd you get?” You ask while squinting at his drink. “Slut me out martini?” He says unsure. You laugh. “Hm. Slut me out is probably my favorite song off the album, a good ‘ol dirty martini fits the vibe of the song.” He takes a sip and nods. “Hey.” You say to catch his attention again. “I’m sorry you didn’t get to actually listen to the album. You’re probably disappointed, given you’re such a big fan and all.” You’re mostly joking, the only sincerity being behind the fact he didn’t get to do what he came here to do. What you invited him here for. “Stop apologizing sweetheart.” He grunts out giving you a pointed look. 

“I did hear the first few songs, they were really good.” He says, taking a sip of his martini. 

“Just good?” You question. It looks like he thinks for a moment before speaking. 

“They’re surprising.” He says slowly. “How so?” You’re quick to respond. 

“Just… didn’t expect it. It’s different from your other stuff, it’s seductive.” 

“Hm..are you seduced?” His eyes lock onto yours. Your tongue darts out to pull the straw that sits in your glass to your lips. You can see his eyes move down towards your lips as you suck on the straw. When his eyes match yours again, he’s repositioning himself on the stool and lets out a low chuckle. “You’re something else y/n.” He shakes his head and you hum in satisfaction. 

You glance over to the dancing crowd, eyes moving over the groups of people. You meet Stacy’s eyes and you can hear the buzz of the last song fill your ears. She started making her way towards you, disappearing every few seconds as she weaved through people. “Shit.” You mumble as you try to think of ways to get out of getting on stage and thanking everyone again. “What’s wrong?” Hugh’s voice was filled with concern, the same tone he had used earlier in the night. “Stacy..my uh.. my assistant, I guess, is making her way over here right now and I like really, really don’t wanna go up on that stage again.” You frown. You were being stubborn, you knew that. The smart side of your brain tried to tell you that it wasn’t professional to just leave your own event. 

“C’mon.” Hugh is standing up quickly, offering his hand once again. “Huh?” You asked him, confusion written all over your face. “I’m getting you out of here. Let’s go.” You look around the room one last time. Stacy is about ten feet away, stress present on her face. “Okay.” You grab his hand and he helps you down, his other hand instinctively meeting your waist. “Y/n! I needed you on the stage like three minutes ago!” Stacy yells across the lowering distance. Hugh tugs your hand and you follow. You’re trying your best to keep up with his long legs as he walks swiftly through everyone. He pushes open the door and flashing lights blind the both of you. Covering your face, you tried to block the paparazzi’s cameras, completely trusting Hugh to guide you through this all. Once you reach the small parking lot that sits on the left side of the building, Hugh is opening the passenger door for you and helps you in. He hurries over to the drivers side and drives off as fast as he can, escaping the leeches that are trying to take as many pictures as possible. “Oh my god, you’re literally a life saver.” You say, adrenaline rushing through your veins. Pulling out your phone from the small purse that’s been draped on your shoulder most of the night, you sent a quick text to Stacy, responding to the endless texts and calls you’ve received from her in the past five minutes. 

You: I’m sorry Stacypoo. I’ll explain later. Love you <33

You knew work Stacy would be mad at you for some time but once you explained everything, friend Stacy would understand. “Do you want me to take you home?” Hugh asks. “Yes please. I’m pooped.” You huff out and he chuckles. You connect your phone to the car bluetooth and set your address on the GPS. The silence in the car calmed your body down at a rapid rate. Exhaustion took over your body and you could feel the ache in your feet from the heels. You were only at the party for an hour, yet it felt like you had been there all night. Looking at the time, the clock read 11:30pm. Hugh was quiet and you were afraid you might have caused too much trouble for him. That he wouldn’t want to be around you again after this. “Thank you Hugh. Really, you totally made this night so much better.” Your head is leaning against the headrest and you roll it slightly to look over at him. The faint light coming from the street lights shined on his face dimly. He was so handsome. You wanted to tell him. “You don’t have to thank me. I enjoy your company.” He glances in your direction with a smile. The silence fills the space again.

 “Did you purposely wear a gray shirt to match my outfit?” You asked curiously. You meant to ask earlier but it slipped your mind. “What?” He’s smiling. “You heard me. Did you?” Your tone was teasing. “Maybe.” 

“Yes or no Hugh Jackman.” His name rolled off your tongue in a joking matter. You could've sworn you could see a slight blush but it was too dark in the car to tell. “Is this it?” He asks, pointing to your house. “Yea that’s me.” 

He pulls into the driveway and puts the car in park, cutting the engine. Hugh opens his car door to get out. “Oh! You don’t have to get out, it’s okay.” He ignores you, walking over to your side of the car anyways, closing the door once you’re out. You awkwardly walk up to your front door and search your purse for your keys. When you find them, you turn around to face Hugh. “Thank you for driving me home Hugh.” “No problem sweetheart.” He smiles warmly and you take a moment to take it in. Your eyes rake across every wrinkle in his face, showing the life he’s lived. His smile lines set deep into his cheeks and you can’t help but think how perfectly they suit him. His facial hair was just past a stubble but not quite filled out into his full beard yet. “I should get inside, don’t wanna keep you out any later.” Your voice is soft and you want to invite him in but you couldn’t. “Okay darling.” 

This crush on Hugh was something that felt deeper after tonight. If anything were to happen with him, you wanted it to be right. No rushing. The feeling was mature. Hugh was someone you didn’t want to lose, no matter how he fit into your life. It was a little scary to think about- how much you wanted him in your life. 

“Goodnight Hugh.” 

“Goodnight y/n.” 

You turn to unlock your door and just as you're twisting the handle, Hugh wraps his large hand around your arm. He gives you a small tug, urging you to turn around. “Y/n…” He speaks softly. “Yes?” He doesn’t say anything. “Hugh, are you okay?” His hand releases your arm, both hands coming up to cup your cheeks. His hands are rough. You can feel a few calluses along his hand, undoubtedly from the gym.  He’s searching your eyes but you're unsure what he’s trying to find. “Can I kiss you?” 

Oh. 

“Yes.” It’s barely audible, the only confirmation that he had heard you came from his lips meeting yours. The kiss was slow, soft, like he was afraid to move too much. Hugh’s lips melted into yours perfectly, dancing together in a rhythm that felt natural. He was bent down slightly to match your height, your heels aiding him. He was the one to break the kiss, you weren’t sure if you would have ever stopped kissing him if he didn’t pull away. You wanted to ask him so many questions, get into his head. You always had this impeding urge to know everything but you wanted to live in the sweetness of the moment. Hugh’s hands dropped from your cheeks and a small smile rested on his face. “Goodnight gorgeous.” He kisses the top of your head for the second time that night. “Goodnight..” You walked inside, standing half way out of the door, waving at Hugh as he drove away. 

You: text me when you get home so I know you got home safe! p.s. ur a good kisser.  

Walking around your house, you slowly stripped from your outfit, gathering your things to start your nightly routine as you waited for Hugh’s text. You hopped into the shower and thought about the crazy events that had happened in just a few hours. The kiss was something you hadn’t expected and it was killing you to not know what it meant for your relationship with Hugh. When you were brushing your teeth, your phone lit up on the bathroom counter. 

Hugh <3: Just got home. You’re not half bad yourself lol. 

You: really though, did you try to match my outfit? 

Hugh <3: Goodnight y/n… 

You: fine. I’ll get the truth out of you one day!! 

You: goodnight hugh! <3 

When your head hits the pillow, all you can do is think about the feeling of Hugh’s lips on yours, his hands on your face. You fell asleep with a smile on your face. 

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The constant buzzing of your phone woke you up. It’s been going off for close to an hour and you tried your best to ignore it but the vibration under your pillow was starting to give you a headache. You winced at the brightness of the screen as your eyes adjusted to the light that invaded your eyeballs too suddenly. Squinting at the name, you let out a sigh. “Oh fuck me..” 

“Hi Stacy…” You say it sweetly, hoping it would ease whatever was coming your way. “Y/n, I need you to explain why the fuck you decided to run away from me last night.” Her voice is eerily calm, you’d prefer if she was yelling at you. “Oh yea…” You clear your throat. “So you know how when we started to plan the event, Pedro and I were still very much together?” You ask and she gives a short ‘yes’. “Well, when we had the last meeting, I completely forgot about him being invited already and forgot to take him off the list.” “Y/n, can you get to the point please, the label is on my ass right now trying to clear things up.” “Sorry…he uh.. Pedro showed up last night and he was mean Stacy. He kept saying how he wanted me back and he kept trying to grab me.” Your voice falters slightly. You couldn’t understand how Pedro, who was once so sweet and loving, had turned so cruel. “I’m so sorry y/n… I didn’t know, nobody knew.” You can hear the sympathy in her voice. “It’s fine, it’s over. I tried to stay, but I really wanted to leave. I’m sorry Stacy.” “It’s fine.” She sighs.

 “Have you been on your socials yet?” 

“No…why?” 

“Look at what I sent you.” 

You put her on speaker and open the text thread between Stacy and yourself. There were at least a hundred texts from her between last night and this morning. You click on a link she had sent and when you opened it, there was a picture from last night of Hugh and yourself leaving the party hand in hand. There were articles upon articles questioning if Hugh was your ‘new older fix’. There were also pictures of Pedro leaving the party with rumors of you cheating. It was all one big mess, but every single article seemed to agree on one thing:

Y/n L/n was a slut who liked older men. 

They weren’t completely wrong, you loved being with an older man, but you weren’t a slut, or a cheater, or a gold digger, or any other names they had called you. The rumors and name calling never bothered you but it always had a negative effect on the men in your life, even if they never got the shit end of the stick. It was why Pedro broke up with you and why everyone before him never wanted to make anything official, or even be seen with you. You felt so stupid for not telling Hugh that you needed to go out the back way, that he shouldn’t be seen leaving with you. Your dating life brought nothing but a bad reputation and you didn't want Hugh’s name involved in it. You're thankful that this article was centered on dragging you down and not Hugh. 

“Shit..” You whisper. “How mad are they?” You ask, referring to your management team. 

“They’re pretty pissed off. They keep nagging about how they warned you with Pedro. They’re worried about your image.” 

“God, I wish they would get over that already. It’s literally not that big of a deal.” Your irritation grew. It had always been something you hated about the industry, that they cared so much about minor personal details. As long as you were making music, making fans happy, and making them money- why does it matter who you’re seen with. You hated how much everyone ‘cared’ about what you did. 

“I know y/n, it sucks. I’ll try to get them calmed down and prevent any unnecessary meetings. I want you to focus on whatever you need to. Don’t stress yourself out about this.” “Thank you Stacy. I really am sorry if I got you into trouble last night.” 

“It’s okay. I understand why you did it and I’m glad you did something for yourself for once.” 

The rest of the conversation is short and ends with Stacy complaining about Mark, the guy from the meeting, was blowing up her phone. 

You needed to talk to Hugh as soon as possible. There were so many things that needed to be discussed: the paparazzi pictures, the kiss, what we are, can he handle being your controversially old boyfriend- if that’s even what he wanted. You couldn’t help but wonder if he had already seen the headlines, if his team was just as mad as yours. 

You: hi hugh! could we meet up and talk sometime today? 

Hugh <3: Of course darling. Just tell me a time and place and I'll be there. 

You: 3pm at my house? 

Hugh <3: See you then. 😀

The emoji he attached made you laugh, Hugh texted like your parents and it should make you cringe but it does the exact opposite. You sent him your address, not expecting him to remember where you live, and started to prepare for his visit. You had a few hours before the agreed upon time, allowing you to clean up around your house and get presentable. Not wanting to go overboard, you decided on a pair of black flared leggings and a dark green crew neck that had ‘New York’ across the chest. You could feel your nerves working up as the time ticked away, each minute that went by increasing your heart rate. You were sitting on the couch, when there was a knock on your door. Taking a peek through the peephole, you could see Hugh standing there. You opened the door wide and gave him a tender smile. “Hi sweetheart.” He greets you with his own warm smile. “Hi Hugh. Come in.”  You open the door wider and he slips past you, waiting for you to close the door. “You can take your shoes off here if you want, but you don't have to.” He slides them off and you lead him into the living room. You take a seat on the couch, smacking the cushion next to you with your hand, urging him to take a seat as well- he does. You don’t speak right away, trying to find the right words to say, what to talk about first. “You okay y/n?” His expression is full of worry.

“Have you seen the pictures or anything about last night?” 

“No…?” You can tell he’s confused and you don’t say anything. Instead, you open your phone to the link Stacy sent and hand it to him. His eyes are moving back and forth slowly as he reads and scrolls through it. When he's done, he hands the phone back to you and sighs. “This is what you wanted to talk about?” He asks. “Yea…and other things.” 

He sighs. “Y/n, I already told you I don’t care what other people say. I don’t think what these people are saying about us should matter.” 

“I don’t want to drag you into this mess though, Hugh. It’s not fair to you, especially when everything they’re saying are lies.” 

“That’s just the way those people make a living. It won’t matter in a week, everyone will forget and move on, so don’t worry about me baby, worry about yourself. They said some nasty things in there, don’t let that get to your head kid?” His hand rests on your thigh and scrunch up your face at the nickname. 

“Hugh, for moral reasons, you can’t call me kid when you kissed me just last night. It's weird.” Your voice switching from the previous unsure and scared to serious. He lets out a laugh and a quick sorry. His hand still rests on your thigh and you reach out to place your hand on his, fingers slightly intertwining at the awkward angle. “Why did you kiss me last night?” Your doe like eyes look up at him. “I wanted to.” His answer is too brief for your liking and you can tell he’s teasing. “Why did you want to?” You ask further. “You looked really pretty in your sparkly little outfit last night sweetheart. You always look really pretty, truthfully. There’s just something about you that draws me to you.” He confesses. “Yea?”  “Yea…It’s a little scary if i’m being honest, how drawn to you I am.” “I’m scared too, Hugh.” You admit. “I’m terrified that whatever this is or whatever it leads to is going to get taken away from me.” Your willingness to be this open shocks you, but this needs to be done right. You would put your fears behind you for him. He squeezes your hand. “What do you mean?” 

“I just feel like every time I get something good that makes me happy, it’s gone faster than I can enjoy it. I mean..with uh…with Pedro, everything was going great, I was so happy…and he just.. left. All because things got hard, because he cared too much about everything else. I was getting attacked consistently, but he couldn’t handle it. My happiness got shattered. I don’t want that to happen again, especially not with someone like you. It sounds insane, we only just met, but Hugh, I really like you.” 

“I really like you too y/n.” He smiles and leans forward. His lips are getting closer to yours and as much as you want to kiss him, you can’t, not yet. “Wait..” You put the hand that isn’t holding his hand on his chest, stopping him from moving forward. “What’s wrong baby. You don't wanna kiss me?” there's a cocky smirk on his face and it was the sexiest thing you’ve ever seen. His voice was smooth and seductive. “As much as I want to shove my tongue down your throat right now, I really wanna do this right.” His eyes widen slightly at your words. “Right?” He questions. “I wanna get to know you more and take it slow. I like you too much for this to be rushed and ruined.” “Hmm. I can work with that, but just to be completely sure, you don’t want to kiss me?” The smirk is back. “God..you’re too hot for your own good.” You grab his neck and pull him into you. You kiss him with as much passion as possible, it would be the last one for a while, until time passes and these feelings are certain. His tongue slithers across your bottom lip and you pull back from the kiss. “You’re really testing your luck Jackman.” You laugh and he shrugs. 

“Is waiting okay with you? I don’t want you to feel pressured or tied to me in some way.” You’re playing with his long fingers. “That’s fine by me baby, I'll wait for you as long as I need to.” He leans back into the couch. 

“Friends for now?” You ask. 

“Friends for now.” He nods.

Thank you for reading <33

part five

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[sweet-as-an-angel]

HI HI!!! first off i just wanted to say that your writing is absolutely IMPECCABLE and i am SUCH a huge fan!!! i literally love you so so much and you inspire me daily

secondly, i saw on your masterpost that you wrote for house of the dragon, even though you don’t have a link there yet, but i couldn’t find any rules for requests so i hope i’m not overstepping here, but i wanted to possibly request the characters of house of the dragon having a controversially young girlfriend? if you aren’t taking requests please ignore this, i don’t want to pressure you or make you feel like you have to do something!! this request is out of a place of support and not pressure<3

again, lots of love and i think you’re absolutely amazing and such a talented writer!!!

Hello, my Lovely ! Thank you ever so much for writing in and sharing such a beautiful message with me, your words have touched my heart and made my day :-)!! As of right now, I'm not taking requests, but I am grateful all the same that you took the time to write in and share your thoughts with me !

I hope I can continue to inspire you; much love, Sweetie <3 !

[ferryboatpeak]

Not the same anon, that person was rude I’m sorry. I’m relatively new to the fandom and a new follower, so sorry if this is out of place, but what I don’t understand is what part of Harry’s dating history made you think he’d settle down for young beautiful and boring? Like, yeah, the beautiful part for sure, but I think that’s kind of a given for all celebs lol. Pretty dates pretty 💔 and I know he dated a bunch of models, but as far as I’m aware, serious girlfriends weren’t they just Taylor and Camille? I feel like Kendall was more of a fwb situationship, and the rest were very casual, short, or hookups, no? I think Taylor and Camille both showed that he cared for intelligence and substance aside from beauty, and that’s sort of what I get from Olivia as well. I wouldn’t rate casual things or hookups in terms of predicting who he’d end up marrying, doesn’t seem like a good measure for accuracy. I hook up with a lot of himbos but I’d never marry one of them god bless their souls lmao

uh... the part where he's banged a ton of models? please bear in mind that anon was referring to a comment i made literally three years ago (december 2019), when harry's extended streak of banging models was much more recent than it is now. i'm not the right person to provide you with an exhaustive history, but paige kendall sara camille tess nadine georgia and that's just off the top of my head. we're not in a position to know much if anything about the relative seriousness of any of his relationships, so i really don't think you can draw conclusions about anybody being a hookup or a fwb situation. nor have i ever expressed the opinion that any particular model lacks intelligence or substance; we're not really in a position to know that from their public personas either. however, i don't think it's an especially novel or controversial prediction to say that a rock star who's banged a lot of models has pretty good odds of marrying one someday (like, oh, idk, sir paul or bowie or jagger or jack white did). that was not exactly the reach of the century.

[butterflyintochains]

Best With Three: Part Three

Gabriella ''Ella'' Lemieux is a 23 year old tennis star from Montreal. A devoted cat mom, lover of the hard courts, and tennis history nerd to her atoms. Best friends with just about everyone, she courts no controversy. Beloved and admired for her elegance on court, as well as her charity work off court. One of the icons of the young Canadian King Cup Team. With her besties, Leylah and Bianca, at her side, she's unstoppable.

That is, however, until a wild Christmas in Vancouver while visiting family out west before going to Australia. When she meets two local hockey stars.

TW: some sexism, social media au, press being stupid, and allusion to bigotry.

part one / part two

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Gabriella.Lemieux

liked by: _eliaspettersson, _quinnhughes, leylahannietennis, and 30k others.

Gabriella.Lemieux: Hola, Madrid! Good to be back on clay, not my best surface, but I hope that can change soon! Had a nice couple of weeks off in Vancouver with my boyfriends. But, the work begins again! 🍁💖

replies:

MapleFam: You had a couple of weeks off with the boys, and didn't show us anything?

Gabriella.Lemieux: Social media detox.

_quinnhughes: Can't wait to catch your highlights, flower!

Gabriella.Lemieux: Go and show Nashville who's boss, honey! And, tell our boyfriend to stop being so hard on himself all the time for me? _quinnhughes: It's easier to get blood from a stone, but I'll try. _eliaspettersson: Why are my boyfriend and girlfriend vaguing about me on insta? Gabriella.Lemieux: Because, sweetheart, you're a martyr for no reason.

leylahannietennis: Love seeing the three of you loving on each other in your feed, angel.

Gabriella.Lemieux: Oh, I know, this is probably the happiest I've ever been. 🥰

bboeser: Finally met your cats! So cool of you to get them moved in early.

danielnestor1: Let's get this title for you, kiddo.

felixaliassime: Team Canada dinner tonight?

biancaandreescu: You bet! leylahannietennis: 👍 denis.shapovalov: Count me in, Felix! Gabriella.Lemieux: I'll be there.

BelieveInBlue: Are you Canadian WTA number one yet, Ella?

Gabriella.Lemieux: Not quite, Leylah is still quite a bit ahead of me, but we're closing the gap. (the friendship is more than safe, though)

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_eliaspettersson

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_eliaspettersson: Our four adorable companions while mommy plays tennis. They miss their mom so much, and hope that she wins this tournament. Top left: Arwen. Top right: Atticus. Bottom left: Legolas. Bottom right: Daenerys.

replies:

_quinnhughes: Normally a dog person, but these four own me now.

Gabriella.Lemieux: Oh, my children! Stop making me miss the six of you more than I already do. As soon as I'm done at Wimbledon, and moved in properly, we're getting you guys your dog.

NuckForEver: Ooh, good time for an origin story on the Lemieux Cats, Ella!!

Gabriella.Lemieux: Atticus is my first cat, I rescued him from a box in the alley behind my apartment building a couple of years ago. Some idiot just abandoned him. I got Arwen a couple of months later. From a shelter in Sorel. Someone told me to get Atticus a friend. Gabriella.Lemieux: Legolas was also adopted from that same shelter. Daenerys is the baby, I got her from a family who had a surprise litter. Now, I'm a mom of four cats!

BelieveInBlue: Oof, Atticus does not look pleased about something!

_eliaspettersson: I think that was when Brock brought his dogs over one day! _quinnhughes: Milo and Coolie were super well behaved, though. bboeser: Sorry, Atticus.

leylahannietennis: God, I miss the Lemieux Cats!

MapleFam: The Whistler Trio are about to have a zoo! Four cats and a dog! Wow! 🐾

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@/WTA_updates:

That's an early exit in Madrid for the Canadian number two. A straight set loss to Yulia Putintseva 6-2, 6-2. With a nice chat at the net, Lemieux's Madrid campaign comes to an end. In her post match presser, Ella said: ''I've always struggled on clay, so I'm proud of the last few days. I didn't expect to make it this far, so, in a way, I surprised myself.'' 1/3

@/WTA_updates: Gabriella said that she doesn't feel as though the time off upset her game, more just her opponent coming out swinging. 2/3 @/WTA_updates: Lemieux also said she was optimistic for Rome since the clay there is a bit more forgiving to play on. 3/3

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The Whistler Trio gc 🤍💚💙

AngelElla: I know this is gonna sound super strange, but I'm proud of myself for that run in Madrid. Caldersson: So you should be, clay has always been your weakest surface. So, even a third round is good. HuggyBear: What's next for you then? Roland Garros? AngelElla: Rome, then Roland Garros. AngelElla: Glad the press have been leaving me alone at last. Caldersson: Same, it's been so annoying for us too. Sports media should probably just stick to the sports. HuggyBear: Could not agree more, as a captain, it's just fucking annoying to deal with when I'm already dealing with enough. AngelElla: If I could do my job without talking to press, that'd be literal paradise.

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canucks

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canucks: All Together, All In! With our 6 game victory over the Nashville Predators, we are second round bound. Up next: Edmonton. 💙💚🤍🏒

replies:

Gabriella.Lemieux: That's my guys! Bring this cup home for us! Also, love seeing my boyfriends doing well. 💖

_eliaspettersson: Let's get this, boys! 💪

_quinnhughes: All Together, All In 🐬

bboeser: Just you wait, Edmonton, we're coming for you!

tdemko30: Wish I could actually play these games rn 🙁

j.tmiller9: You'll be back, Demmer.

wta: Here's to a cup, boys!

conor.garland8: Wait, since when did the WTA follow us on insta? Gabriella.Lemieux: You're welcome!

BelieveInBlue: Can't believe we're actually experiencing this again! It's been so long.

MapleFam: Ikr? And, with Ella's amazing season, the Whistler Trio are flourishing.

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Gabriella.Lemieux

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Gabriella.Lemieux: Ciao, Roma!! Ready to get going in Rome, I always miss Rome when I'm away, there's something very inspiring about this city to me. Hope someday we can all be here, but never at the expense of the playoffs. BTW, Go, Canucks, Go!! 🍁

replies:

leylahannietennis: Can't wait to see the draw this time.

Gabriella.Lemieux: Tell me about it, same half for four events this season? Cruel and unusual punishment, sunny. cocogauff: All of us were in the same section in Melbourne, I smell a fix tbh. leylahannietennis: They said 'we can't have three pretty besties succeed can we?' and did... that. 🙄

danielnestor1: Training was super good today, Ella, you are coming on leaps and bounds on clay. Only a matter of time now.

Gabriella.Lemieux: Thank you, Danny!

felixaliassime: I still can't believe you're a Canucks fan now.

Gabriella.Lemieux: Neither can I, Feli! But... Quinn and Elias are there, y'know?

denis.shapovalov: You mean; 'Go, Leafs, go'?

Gabriella.Lemieux: Nope, your sister is a Canucks girlie now, DJ. 😉 biancaandreescu: We can suffer together, Deni.

MapleFam: Not the Canada Family arguing about hockey on main! 🤣

Gabriella.Lemieux: Yeah... we may be pro tennis players, but we're still Canadians. 😄 The only one who doesn't follow hockey is Leylah (but, she really likes Mitch Marner)

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@/WTA:

Easy as you like it! Gabriella Lemieux claims a dominant start to her Italian Open campaign with a 7-6, 6-1 win over France's Clara Burel. The Dubai champion will face nineteenth seed Marta Kostyuk in the second round.

@/EllaLemieux: Happy to get going in Rome at last!

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Gabriella.Lemieux

liked by: leylahannietennis, _quinnhughes, _eliaspettersson, and 15k others.

Gabriella.Lemieux: Big win over Marta Kostyuk today, no sets dropped yet! Very pleased with my play so far! Had a quiet evening, chilling out with a book. And, some of you may have noticed this, but: new nails! 💅

replies:

MapleFam: So that's what that was? All I saw was the blue!

leylahannietennis: Love the nails, angel! Will you keep them for the rest of the season?

Gabriella.Lemieux: If I win, and if the guys win, I might just. Good idea, sunny!

denis.shapovalov: felixalissime, you've lost her, bro, she's gone over to the dark side.

felixaliassime: I know, 😥 Who's gonna suffer through the Habs rebuild with me now? Gabriella.Lemieux: Uncle Toni? felixaliassime: His eyes glaze over when I talk about hockey, Ella.

canucks: Love them, Gabriella! - HS and DS

Gabriella.Lemieux: Thank you, Mr and Mr Sedin!! #alltogetherallin

_eliaspettersson: You got Canucks nails?

_quinnhughes: And, didn't tell us about it? Gabriella.Lemieux: Surprise? _eliaspettersson: We love you so much, Ella. 🤍💚💙 Gabriella.Lemieux: I love you guys too. 💖

BelieveInBlue: I love how much a part of the family Ella is already, it's so sweet.🥰

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@/Canada_Family:

Am I the only one so nervous for Ella and Dasha's match today? The literal only openly poly tennis player in history and one of few lgbt players on the tour? Idk, I just hope there's no bigotry from anywhere after all is said and done.

@/MapleFam: Omg, same... like, I love Ella so much, and Dasha is an icon. I just am praying that no one is weird about this match. @/BelieveInBlue: I know, I hope no one sends hate to the boys or Dasha's girlfriend. @/WhistlerTrio_Beloveds: Is Ella the first openly poly tennis player? @/Canada_Family: As far as we know, yes.

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Gabriella.Lemieux

liked by: canucks, _eliaspettersson, _quinnhughes, and 30k others.

Gabriella.Lemieux: A solid win over Dasha today! Still no sets dropped, very happy with myself. Such an amazing week so far, and I hope it doesn't end here. Looking forward to the fourth round, and can't believe I'm actually going this far on clay of all surfaces. I'd also like to shoutout the crowd who was so supportive of two women with lives some may deem unorthodox. 🍁

replies:

canucks: Congrats, Gabriella!! - PA

Gabriella.Lemieux: Thank you so much, Mr Allvin.

bboeser: Making the difficult look easy, 💪

j.tmiller9: The boys were gushing about your highlights in the dressing room, Ella!

Gabriella.Lemieux: Love to hear that, Millsy! I'm officially caught up with your games now too!

_eliaspettersson: Keep it up, darling! 💙

Gabriella.Lemieux: Right back at you, sweetheart! 🤍

_quinnhughes: So proud of you, flower! 💚

Gabriella.Lemieux: I'm proud of you both too, honey! 🤍

_tylermyers_: Never liked tennis until this year, this sport is crazy. 🎾🏒

tdemko30: Right? We'll have to go to Wimbledon now! This sport is insane! conor.garland8: Boys' trip to Wimbledon? Count me in!

MapleFam: Wimbledon is about to be invaded by the whole Canucks roster, omg. 🤣

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@/WTA:

And, the Cinderella run ends in the fourth round. Gabriella Lemieux falling in straight sets to China's Qinwen Zheng, who won the match 6-2, 6-4. Next stop for the Canadian Number two: Roland Garros.

@/BelieveInBlue: Oof, that gap to Leylah is miniscule now. They're within hundreds of points of each other! When will Ella take over? @/MapleFam: Earliest possible is week two of Roland Garros, or week one of the grass season. Latest is week one of Wimbledon. Let's see! @/BelieveInBlue: Will this affect their friendship any? @/Canada_Family: Nope! Ella and Leylah have been friends since they were kids, they adore each other.

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_quinnhughes

liked by: _eliaspettersson, Gabriella.Lemieux, bboeser, and 600k others.

_quinnhughes: So many memories from this season, so little time. First as captain, first real playoffs for us, first nomination or the Norris. Found the two loves of my life at last, got to skate with one, now we support our lady through the summer! Can't wait for next year already, well done, Edmonton!

replies:

_eliaspettersson: Glad to see I'm still your favourite teammate, Q.

_quinnhughes: Well, I'm not dating the others, am I? Gabriella.Lemieux: I'm your favourite tennis player, right? _quinnhughes: Obviously, flower.

Gabriella.Lemieux: Only came into this season halfway through, but I would never have followed any other team. I love you both so much, and hope you get that cup next year.

tdemko30: Rude, no pics w/me in this post...

_quinnhughes: Sorry, Demmer, but my boyfriend is so pretty, y'know?😍 bboeser: Glad to see you're still down bad for him, Huggy.

conor.garland8: We'll get them next time, captain.

j.tmiller9: So proud of this team #gocanucksgo

canucks: An honour to have you as a captain, Quinn.

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@/MapleFam:

Oh, my God. Can they stop putting the besties in the same damn draw section when there's a fight for Canadian Number One! We want a final to decide that, not some lame fourth round or something!

@/BelieveInBlue: They did it again?! What?! @/MapleFam: They did it again! Gabriella and Leylah are in the same section again. @/WhistlerTrio_Beloveds: They hate to see two pretty besties winning, ffs. @/Canada_Family: This smells like a fix imho... 🤔 @/BelieveInBlue: Could not agree more.

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Gabriella.Lemieux

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Gabriella.Lemieux: Bonjour, Paris!! My ancestral home, I'm so incredibly honoured to be here again! This city is easily one of the best in the world. Ready to fight for this title, ready to rock. Also, Edmonton Oilers - it's on sight. And, yes, there's a fight for National number one, but Leylah and I are more than secure together. 🍁🥰

replies:

wta: Ella, don't go threatening an entire hockey team on your main account, please.😨

Gabriella.Lemieux: They beat my boys, but, okay... leylahannietennis: You tell them, angel! biancaandreescu: Edmonton - you've just pissed off a tennis player, how d'you feel?

canucks: Thank you for the support, Ella 😁😂 - PA

Gabriella.Lemieux: Happy to be of service, Mr Allvin! The Oilers are such a boring team anyway. #alltogetherallin

WhistlerTrio: Girlie's media training went out the window as soon as Quinn and Elias lost, huh? #iconic

Gabriella.Lemieux: Mess with my boyfriends, mess with me. Gabriella.Lemieux: Also... love that everyone's calling us the Whistler Trio.

danielnestor1: Ella, please don't antagonise the Oilers. We've got a title to win, kiddo.

Gabriella.Lemieux: Sorry, Danny. 💕 MapleFam: As soon as Daniel gets involved, Ella just folds lol!

_eliaspettersson: We'll be with you in a couple of days, darling!

_quinnhughes: Then, I'm off to Vegas for the awards! Gabriella.Lemieux: Can't wait! I've missed you guys so much!

leylahannietennis: Same section again, fork found in kitchen, I guess. 🙄

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@/WTA:

The battle for Canadian Number One begins in style! Leylah Fernandez beating local Jessika Ponchet 6-2, 6-0 to advance to round 2. And, Gabriella Lemieux claiming a maiden French Open match win against Tatjana Maria 6-2, 6-3.

@/BelieveInBlue: I'm new here, what do our scenarios look like? @/MapleFam: Ella needs to make it two rounds further than Leylah. So, if Leylah loses in the next round, and Ella wins her fourth round, the ranking switches hands. @/NucksForever: What if they both make the fourth round? @/Canada_Family: Then, Ella has to win and make the semi finals. If Leylah wins at all, she keeps it.

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Gabriella.Lemieux

liked by: bboeser, _eliaspettersson, _quinnhughes, leylahannietennis, and 80k others.

Gabriella.Lemieux: Into the second round, and my boys are finally here!! So happy to have my boyfriends come to see me for the first time.💖 Hope I can give them a good show against Ostapenko! Gonna be interesting🍁🍁🍁

replies:

WhistlerTrio: Oh, my God, stay calm! Stay calm! It's finally happening! Someone sedate me!!

BelieveInBlue: Ella's on Chatrier!! Elias and Quinn will be in her box! On Chatrier!

Canada_Family: Hey, can you guys adopt me? I love you three so much!

felixaliassime: So cool to finally meet you guys properly, you're the coolest!

denis.shapovalov: Just, take care of our Ella, plz. _eliaspettersson: Cool meeting you guys too, even cooler getting to see you guys train. _quinnhughes: We'll take care of her, don't worry.

rolandgarros: Bienvenue, Elias et Quinn!

_quinnhughes: Merci!

leylahannietennis: Happy to finally put names to faces, angel, you are so lucky. 💖

Gabriella.Lemieux: I know, it's great!😍 biancaandreescu: Not a Canucks girl, but they're my favourite non-Leafs for sure!

danielnestor1: Glad to have you here, boys, just don't put Ella off her tennis too much, okay?

_eliaspettersson: Got ya, coach. 👍 _quinnhughes: We're just her habs this week, don't worry.

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@/WTA_updates:

Oh, there they are!! This is real life, people!! The first ever poly tennis player has both of her boyfriends sitting with her coach! Quinn is in a simple polo shirt and jeans, Elias is dressed much the same, too hot for a hoodie methinks. Daniel is seemingly teaching them about how the match is gonna look. 1/7

@/WTA_updates: And, the players take to the court for their match! A huge roar of cheers for the 2017 champion, and an equal roar for the Canadian number two. Lemieux has opted to serve first 2/7 @/WTA_updates: Oof! Big first set here, we're all square at six games all, and heading into a tiebreak. Elias and Quinn are cheering encouragement for their girlfriend, they look so proud of her! 3/7 @/WTA_updates: Gutsy tennis from Gabriella in this tiebreak, she takes the set 7-6(7/4), Ostapenko looks unsettled. Lemieux, however, smiles up to her box, and takes her sit down break. 4/7 @/WTA_updates: Ostapenko reels it in to take the second set 6-4! We're going to a decider on Chatrier! Quinn and Elias seem to be deep in conversation during the break, they're clearly as crazy for each other as they are for Gabriella. 5/7 @/WTA_updates: Lemieux breaks to love! 5-3, and she will serve for the match! Can she get this done? The crowd are going nuts for her! 6/7 @/WTA_updates: Eight points in a row! With a comfortable hold to love, Gabriella Lemieux is in the third round against Sofia Kenin. Her boyfriends are in tears, and so is she. 7/7

@/MapleFam:

Best Roland Garros women's match I've ever seen, holy hell!

@/BelieveInBlue: I know! I was biting my nails like crazy! @/Canada_Family: The comms were so funny too! Kept on having to correct themselves over the relationship between the Whistler Trio! Like; ''Her boyfriend, Elias Pettersson.'' ''Oh, no, her boyfriends, plural: Elias Pettersson and Quinn Hughes.'' @/MapleFam: I had that too! ''They're hers and each other's, Mats.'' ''Oh, okay, interesting.''

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Gabriella.Lemieux

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Gabriella.Lemieux: Movie night with my boys! Thank you, Jelena, for that epic match, my first against you, and first on Chatrier! Here's to many more in the future. I still can't believe I'm only 190 points off of Canadian Number One. Two more matches to win, and I've achieved one of my dreams. 🍁🍁🍁

replies:

_eliaspettersson: Keep on pushing, darling!

_quinnhughes: I was blown away watching you, you're incredible! Gabriella.Lemieux: So happy to have you both here!

leylahannietennis: Here's to our fourth round (I hope)

biancaandreescu: Only right that we all have the position at some point, huh?

felixaliassime: So cool having two hockey icons at our tournament still! 🤩

denis.shapovalov: Will we have the rest at Wimbledon?

_eliaspettersson: Maybe...

bboeser: Just caught your highlights in Minny, and... wow!

tdemko30: So excited for the rest of the tournament already if Ella's playing like this!

conor.garland8: Her forehand to win the tiebreak, oh my God! 🤩

_quinnhughes: Ikr? I swear, I felt it in my bones! _eliaspettersson: My fave was her backhand passing shot to win the match!

danielnestor1: Can't wait for the next one already, easily your best match of the year, kiddo.

Gabriella.Lemieux: Thank you, Danny! 🥰

canucks: Keep it going, Ella!! #alltogetherallin - RT

bboeser: Coach?? Gabriella.Lemieux: Thank you, Mr Tocchet.

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@/WTA:

One match win left to secure her Nation's number one WTA spot! With Fernandez's straight set loss to Ons Jabeur and Lemieux's 6-2, 7-5 win over Sofia Kenin, a quarter final will see the ranking change hands.

@/MapleFam: Exciting times, people! @/BelieveInBlue: Can't believe it's so close already! Just one more match win, and it's hers. @/WhistlerTrio_Beloveds: Wonder how Ella's feeling right now?

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Gabriella.Lemieux

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Gabriella.Lemieux: Thank you for the great match, Sofia! Always a pleasure to face you, babes! Some pics of the city I took on day one as well! I currently am one match win away from achieving one of the many dreams I've had since I first picked up a racquet at age five. I am so thankful to be here, with the two men who I love so much, and the best coach in the world. 🍁💖

replies:

leylahannietennis: You deserve it after the amazing first half of the year you've had, angel!

Gabriella.Lemieux: Thank you, sunny!

danielnestor1: One match left, kiddo, let's get this done!

Gabriella.Lemieux: Could not agree more, coach!

_eliaspettersson: We're with you, alskling, every step of the way! 💙

_quinnhughes: And, there's nowhere we'd rather be! 💚 Gabriella.Lemieux: I love you both so much. 🤍

felixaliassime: Let's go, Ella!

denis.shapovalov: Rooting for you, sister!!

biancaandreescu: You've got this, Ella!

mirjambjorklund: So proud of you already, Ella!

canucks: Keep it going, Gabriella! - JR

bboeser: Let's do this, Ella!!!

tdemko30: Lexie, Dawson, and Delilah are rooting for you, Ella!

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@/WTA

The ranking race is on hold for now, as Jabeur takes down Lemieux 6-4, 6-4 to advance to the quarter finals! With a short hug at the net, Lemieux's clay season comes to an end. Next match for Jabeur: Gauff. Next stop for Lemieux: Rosmalen.

@/BelieveInBlue: How many matches are needed there, then? @/MapleFam: A quarter final maximum. But, I think she might just do better than that.

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Gabriella.Lemieux

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Gabriella.Lemieux: Not the result I was after, but so happy with my progress on clay and in the rankings. It's been a long road so far, and it's only getting started. Rosmalen is next, and I can't wait for the grass season. 💖🍁

replies:

_eliaspettersson: We're proud of you, and we can't wait to see you on grass after all the good things Danny has told us.

_quinnhughes: You'll win the next one, flower! Gabriella.Lemieux: Here's hoping!

leylahannietennis: Onwards and upwards, angel!

felixaliassime: Hated seeing you cry like that on court, hope the boys are holding you extra close tonight. 🥺

Gabriella.Lemieux: They are, I'm just... angry at myself.

danielnestor1: We'll get there, kiddo, promise. 💕

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_quinnhughes: I've never cried at a sports thing like that, seeing our girlfriend so close to her dream, and not getting it. 😥

_eliaspettersson: Yeah... sucks. And, Ella sobbing her way off court, and we couldn't be there for her until after press. 😭

MapleFam: Most painful tennis match I've ever watched, and Ons acting like she'd won the title pissed me off.

canucks: Rest up, Gabriella! - JR

Gabriella.Lemieux: I'll try, Mr Rutherford.💙💚🤍

denis.shapovalov: Hate seeing my sister upset like that, but, I know you've got Rosmalen in the bag.🙏

biancaandreescu: You so deserved better this week, angel. A straight set loss like that doesn't represent the warrior you've become.💖

cocogauff: I'll avenge you, angel! Don't worry!

Gabriella.Lemieux: Thanks, cookie. I'm just so angry at myself.

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@/WTA_updates:

Just ran into the Whistler Trio at the hotel! Got to chat with them for a bit. They are all so sweet and kind! Quinn is so funny, Elias is such an intent listener. Gabriella wasn't up for much talking, but she is just the nicest person ever. She remembered me from Australia and everything!! A match made in heaven, istg.

@/MapleFam: I know, right? I met her in Montreal last year when she was out with that burnout, she was out on a run in the park and let me join her! @/Canada_Family: Perfect future world number one material, it'll come, I can feel it. @/BelieveInBlue: I'm so glad she has them through that heartbreaking loss yesterday.

@/EllaLemieux:

Hi, all! Long time since I used my twitter. But, I just wanna thank everyone for their support! The best is yet to come, and I'm far from done yet this season. There's so much I wanna get done, and I hope you're all on the ride with me.

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Okay, part three finally done!! This has been such a fun story to work on so far! I don't know how many parts this will end up having, but that's fine for now. Very pleased with how things are going.

As for the Whistler Trio: They're all dating each other. No idea if Gabriella is the first ever poly tennis player, but she is probably the first openly poly tennis player, for story purposes at least.

Enjoy!!

[ujjwal-only]

Why do people hate Andrew Tate?

Andrew Tate is in the business of courting people's attention. He understands what power really is. Robert Greene in his book 48 laws of power talks about ways to acquire power and influence. One of the ways of acquiring power is to court attention of people, it is better to be bashed for your opinions than hiding amongst the timid masses. That's exactly what he does. He gives controversial remarks about women and other stuff so that he can get people's attention. You love him or hate him it doesn't matter because he's getting richer and richer as long as you keep watching him. He runs an online course called Hustlers University which has 100k+ students, these people are his loyal followers. They make multiple social media accounts on every platform and post his clips. This triggers a chain reaction and everyone starts posting videos related to him and in that is why you see him everywhere all the time.

He plays on people's need to believe and react emotionally. He potrays himself as a saviour of masculinity. And he has succeeded in making a lot of young men to join his cult. We think that we have evolved too far, religion and religious leaders were something of the past, people were naïve those days. Honestly, it is still the case, new age religions and religious leaders have emerged and Tate is one of them. However, the playbook he uses has been there for thousands of years.

Now, I will go deeper into what exactly he does to court people's attention. I will be a bit philosophical, please don't mind. According to Dharma we are in an age called the ‘Kali yuga'. In ‘Kali Yuga' almost everyone becomes shudra. Shudra is someone whose most visible personality trait is ‘Tamas' . It is characterized by laziness and immense lust. It is not hard to understand how to attract such people towards you. Just show them the material you possess and they'll lust for it. Tate's lifestyle is basically what most teenage boys these days dream of, fast cars, fame and women.

Tate is a shrewd businessman who knows how to get money out of your pocket. By the way, those who think that they are'nt giving him any money, my friend you are giving him money. Your time isn't free or unlimited, it has a value. He started a webcam business before onlyfans was a thing. That's how he made his first million and he never looked back after that.

Honestly, you should'nt look at people's words you should look at their actions. You can say all kind things about people whom you hate but that does'nt change the fact that you hate them. Despite all of this I believe that the overall influence he has on young men is net positive. Perhaps,this is the reason why the universe is supporting his cause. In this world we live in you cannot make large amounts of money without adding value to people's lives. I think Tate has genuinely added value to people's lives.

People mostly hate him for his remarks on women which he gives only for attention. One of the things he said was that if you have a girlfriend and she opens an onlyfans account she should give you a cut on her earnings, because you own a part of her. This remark is solely for the purpose of getting views and nothing else. There's no point in analyzing such remarks.

If I were to analyze one of his good remarks that would be his idea of matrix. The people at the top have setup society in such a way that you are set on a path to failure. You will spend the first 18 years of your life doing slavery in school. Completing pointless assignments and memorizing things that don't even matter. Schools are designed to make you slave-minded. Then after that you go to college. Colleges are a scam. Student loan is the worst kind of loan, you cannot even decleare bankruptcy on it. It is the investment with the worst ROI, most degrees are useless. There's nothing fancy about having a corporate job, it is a form of slavery. You will spend all your time inside a cubicle and then your life will come to an end. This is a terrible, terrible life and that is how most people in this world live.

To summarize why people hate Tate, it is because he wants some percentage of his viewers to hate him. That is how you lead a cult, isn't it by clearly stating who you enemy is. It has always been this way.

[weirdkpopgirl]

Pet Names | Dream Headcanon #6

Headcanon: Types of Pet Names

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: Please look at the disclosure in the author's note.

Word Count: 1809

Author's Note: I'm going to start with a little disclaimer for you guys. I did use Korean words for some of the members. Please keep in mind that I typed out everything used in Hangul, romanization, and English. I'm also aware this may be controversial but I did use one Korean name Chenle would use to call his GF. I know Chenle is Chinese, but I wrote this with the idea that their verbal interactions are generally in Korean. It's similar to how Renjun and Chenle speak Korean with each other, even though they're Chinese. I understand if you are still uncomfortable, and you don't have to continue reading this if you don't want to.

Aside from that, some of these do sound repetitive. But I still tried to make it different for all the members. I hope you enjoy this headcanon. Thank you for reading ^-^

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MARK

Mark would most likely use English if he called you something other than your name. He doesn’t seem like the type of person who is big on pet names. So he’d just go with the classic one, “babe” for you. “Babe, you have to see this!” “I missed you so much Babe,” or “Babe, am I doing this right?” It just felt natural to him.

Since he called you that, you started calling him “baby.” For one thing, you were sure that his members would agree that Mark could act like a child sometimes. But just like for Mark, “baby” just made sense to you. You didn’t even use it to tease him.

“Baby, let’s take a break and go eat,” you’d say whenever you caught him stressed about work. Mark appreciated you doing this, and he had told you at least once during your late-night conversations.

Sometimes you guys used the Korean term “애기야” (aegi) for each other. Moreso it was you who said it because Mark tended to drift into English more often. Either one worked for the two of you. People might argue against this, but you were perfectly fine using basic couple names. Haechan might call you guys boring sometimes, but neither of you cared.

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RENJUN

Being in a relationship with Renjun could be so pleasant at times. More than you thought you deserved, he would be so sweet. He was always looking after your well-being and simultaneously making your heart flutter. So for Renjun, he would often call you his “sweetheart.” He’d use this especially if you weren’t feeling your best. To top that, he would say it with the utmost adoration pouring from his eyes. 

“It’s okay Sweetheart. I’m always here for you.”

On the other hand, Renjun beamed every time you referred to him as “darling.” That was the name you used the most and he just found it so endearing. You just felt it was fitting for someone like your boyfriend. In more casual settings, you would sometimes call him a “할머니” (halmeoni - grandma). You often used this to lighten the mood when he was scolding you about your health or asked if you had eaten that day.

“Okay, Halmeoni,” and “Yes, Halmeoni” you’d say with a small smile. 

Of course, Renjun would react kind of sulkily when you literally called him a grandma. He’d be like, “Ugh, can I not remind my girlfriend to take care of herself?” But he never took it too seriously. You rarely teased him in the first place, so he could handle this. However, he preferred the latter name you used for him. The boy would happily kiss you whenever you did.

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JENO

Puppy love was the perfect term to describe you and Jeno as a couple. Both of you were young and sort of new to being in a relationship. In the beginning, you’d both be quite shy. But it didn’t take long for you two to become adjusted. In saying this Jeno would often say “love,” when he called you. Oftentimes, he’d tag a question following it. But he’d speak softly in a way that you had trouble denying him at times.

“Love, can you come here for a second?” He leaned back to see you happily go wherever he was. No matter how pointless what he wanted to talk about was, you were always willing to listen. The patience and kindness you had were two of the many things Jeno admired.

While Jeno called you in such a loving manner, it took a little more time for you to catch on. More often than not, you called him “Jeno-ssi.” This made the boy so sulky because, “Are we not close? Why are you speaking so formally to me?” 

But in reality, you were just used to saying that from before you started dating. You were mere acquaintances at the time, so it was more appropriate to attach “ssi” to the end of his name. The habit carried on when you became boyfriend and girlfriend. Most of the time you said it absentmindedly. Other times you did it just to tease him. 

From time to time you’d use an alternative pet name for the boy. Jeno was always cute in your eyes. However, if there were moments you found him to be especially adorable, your “puppy” would be said with every ounce of affection. To be specific you would say it in Korean, “우리 강아지” (Uri gangaji).  Which directly translated to “our puppy.” 

Jeno would secretly smile every time you called him this. His members called him cute a lot, especially Chenle. But it felt different when it was you. His heart was much more fulfilled, rather than you using “Jeno-ssi.”

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HAECHAN

Where do we even start with Lee Haechan? For him, he is one of the three members who are most likely to call you, “자기야” (jagiya), which was translated to “honey” in English. He used this often to tease you or when he was acting extra clingy. For example, he would dramatically run over and hide behind you with his arms around your waist.

“Jagiya~! Renjun-i is being mean to me!” 

Unfazed by his behavior by now, you’d roll your eyes at the boy. Which in return would cause him to whine that you were supposed to stand up for him. “Oh, was that what you wanted me to do?” You’d say. Then Haechan would chuckle because he loved when you teased him back.

Weirdly but almost not at the same time, Haechan also liked to refer to you as his wife even though you were not married. But he would use the Korean slang for wife which sounded similar to English, “와이프.” He especially said this if he got jealous when he saw his members or some other guy talking to you. Depending on the situation, you would play along too. If you two were out and a guy was trying to flirt with you, Haechan wouldn’t hesitate to speak up. Like, “Excuse me, leave My Wife alone!” 

When the guy left you’d peck his cheek. “Thank you, My Husband.” This would then result in Haechan gushing like a child who was just given a lollipop.

On the serious side, you didn’t use actual pet names for Haechan. If even considered one, you’d most likely use “Hyuck,” or “Donghyuck Oppa” if he was older than you.

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JAEMIN

Honestly, there would probably be more than one pet name Jaemin had for you. But only a few would be commonly used. The boy literally claimed you as his “angel,” so he would often call you this while cuddling. He would just be peppering your face with kisses, laughing when your cheeks turned pink. Every so often he’d murmur or coo, “My beautiful little angel!” 

Similar to Haechan, he also liked to call you “여보” (yeobo), even though you’re not married! But you knew that when he did this, Jaemin was just being himself. He would be calling you from another room or at other times he would try to get your attention when taking photos of you. 

“Yeobo, smile for the camera!” He’d speak in the voice of a kindergarten teacher.

If you were younger than him, Jaemin would appreciate it if you called him “오빠” (Oppa). There were plenty of other names that you could use as Jaemin did. But he told you once that he was content with you just calling him “Oppa.” This just adds to his love for babying you. But he also felt proud that he had that title in the relationship. When you cooked together, Jaemin tried to help you even if you knew what you were doing. 

“Oppa, I know how to cut the vegetables!” He’d be hovering over you. But Jaemin would insist.

“No no, let Oppa do this for you. I don’t want you accidentally cutting yourself.”

He was so protective that it almost made you want to cry at times. On the serious side, you never minded calling him that. You had used the term when you were friends, the only difference now was he was your boyfriend. You knew that “Oppa” wasn’t technically a pet name. But it was what you were most comfortable with. Also, you were pretty certain that Jaemin would happily agree.

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CHENLE

He knew that you were shy like Jisung could be at times. Don’t even think Chenle wouldn’t use this to his advantage. This boy would purposely go out of his way to make you blush. Similar to how he treated his members, Chenle commented on you being cute. Which naturally turned into calling you “귀요미” (cutie). He’d occasionally use other adjectives. 

Chenle never failed to make you flustered and he sure got a kick from it. How could you not get shy when he was flirting with you so forwardly? For example, he’d see you entering the room and be like, “Hey there, beautiful.”

Usually, you just called Chenle by his full name with formalities if it was necessary. He didn’t want to force you to call him anything, and it wasn’t something super important to him. But like with Jeno, he would still complain to you. However, he would do it more indirectly. To shut the boy up, you started calling your boyfriend “Lele.” 

In your mind, it was faster to say. It was more of a nickname than anything, but Chenle was satisfied. He didn’t even try to hide the smugness in his expression when you’d say something like, “Thank you, Lele!” or “Lele, come taste this.” Your relationship was quite the playful one.

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JISUNG

You and Jisung were the type of couple that didn’t take pet names too seriously. But that didn’t mean you completely eliminated the idea of it. After becoming more comfortable in the relationship, he started calling “자기” (jagi), which was the shorter version of “jagiya.” For him, “jagi” was easy and simple for him to say. Times would come when he’d show you something on his phone. “Chenle sent me this funny video, you should watch it Jagi.”

Every so often, you’d call Jisung “Dear.” Neither remembered when you started calling him this. But Jisung secretly liked when you called him things like “My Dear.” It was one of the ways that showed you were fond of him. 

“I just killed five people in the game! Are you proud of me, Jagi?”

Then you’d turn to him and nod with a smile, “Yes, Dear. Good job.”

Jisung was glad that you didn’t call him a baby like his members. Especially if you were younger than him, he might be a little embarrassed. Calling him “dear” just made him feel more mature. Though you’d never say this to his hyungs’ faces, Jisung and you shared an agreement that you were the most mature couple in the group.

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