#cause im nervous about tomorrow?

[yo9urt]

video games....

[hqmillioncorn]

Girls take initiative! ( For true love they believe in!)

Babycorn made her way down the hall, Cherrypit walking right behind her. When Cherrypit caught sight of Pancake and Linnet his eyes lit up, he tugged on Babycorn's dress. "Huh?" Babycorn looked down, "What's up Cherry?" Cherrypit waddled ahead and Babycorn watched as he talked to both girls for a brief moment then he waddled back. "Bebe like Butter?" Cherrypit asked almost as if someone had asked him to ask that. What a weird question. "Of course I like butter." It went great on bread. Babycorn didn't notice both girls giggling to themselves as they ran off.

Lalapril 4/6: Mark Starring : @windupnamazu's Pancake and Cinnamon . Pancake asks Cinnamon to review her writing

“Cinnamon!!!”

Cinnamon turned onto her side, ignoring the very loud yell calling for her. It was her afternoon nap and she didn’t want to be disturbed just yet. Especially not after such a hectic morning. Having spent a large majority of it flying away from Cherrypit who decided he wanted to chase her around for fun.

It really was a curse to be so irresistibly shiny sometimes….

“Cinnamooooon! Wake up!!” 

Cinnamon knew that was Pancake’s voice calling her name. If she was lucky then maybe she would decide to pester her some other time.

“Cinnamooooon! I know you’re awake!!” 

Cinnamon felt Pancake poking her hammock, it rocked her from side to side, sort of having the opposite effect that Pancake intended for it to have. After hearing Cinnamon let out a loud snore Pancake quickly realized her mistake and instead just decided to skip a couple of steps, grabbing Cinnamon by her wings. 

Cinnamon yelped out loud and her eyes flew open. “Hey! Come on now-! That's not fair!” She flapped her wings and Pancake quickly let her go. Cinnamon flew back down onto her designated drawer and crossed her arms, she tapped her foot impatiently. 

“I know that stuff was okay when you were little but now…” 

Who was she kidding? Even with all the complaining Cinnamon did, she really didn't mind, deep down. It was a good thing she was used to it by now. Except for the dress-up games. Cinnamon would trade all the nap times in the world for that to stop. 

Pancake was rhythmically tapping the top of the drawer in anticipation, “Cinnaaamoooon~! My favorite fairy ever in the woooorld! Can I ask you a favooor?” She blinked her eyes repeatedly and brought her hands together, making sure to emphasize just how cute and squishy her face was.

Lunya, whether she meant to or not, had taught her well. 

Cinnamon knew exactly what was happening. She narrowed her eyes in suspicion but Pancake’s eyes just kept glittering at her. She was playing right into her hands and she couldn’t do a damn thing about it. 

“Fine! Fine! Fricking fine!” Cinnamon shrugged, “What the hells do you want?” 

Once Pancake recognized Cinnamon’s bell jingles of resignation she jumped back with a loud squeeee!!!!!! “Yippee!! Really?! Hooray!!” Pancake hopped around in place and cheered to herself. “It’s gonna be really quick Cinnamon! I just need your thoughts on something!” As quickly as she could, Pancake twirled on her heel and ran out of their room, “I’ll be right back! Right right back!!” 

Cinnamon sat down and pouted. “Sure. Take your tiiiime!” She waved her sleeve covered arm at the door that Pancake had danced out of.

As luck would have it Butter was out today on an ‘Important Errand.’  

Which considering that by complete coincidence that Babycorn was also out meant that Butter wouldn’t be back anything soon. So there was a zero chance of him saving her from whatever Cinnamon wanted her to do. 

Hopefully it wasn’t another mission of stealing something from Lunya. 

If there was anyone that Cinnamon didn’t want to get on the bad side of, it was Lunya Lanya. 

Pancake came running back holding a large stack of papers in her hands and a red pen in her mouth. “Mpphmhphpmhhpp!!” She excitedly explained. Pancake dropped the stack of papers on the desk. The force of the impact was enough to make Cinnamon air-bound for a few seconds.

Cinnamon looked up at Pancake. “Um, Pancake? Sweetie…you sorta…” She gestured her large sleeves to her mouth to try and at least signal to Pancake that she couldn’t understand her. 

“Mpphmh?” Pancake had run across the room to grab a desk chair and carried over to where Cinnamon was. She sat down and grabbed the pen from her mouth. “Okay! Okay! Okay!” Pancake was practically bouncing from her seat as she grabbed a piece of paper from the stack. “I’m gonna read you something and you need to tell me if you like it Cinnamon!”

“Oh…kay?” Was that it?

Pancake cleared her throat and began reading. 

“Once upon a time there was a small village that was in the middle of the forest. The forest was big and dangerous and very very filled with monsters. Monsters that really liked to attack the people living in the village and the people that even got near the village. Because the kingdom of the village belonged to was taken over by an evil empire they were getting no help!”

Cinnamon flew up and took a seat on her custom sized hammock. It sounded like this was going to take a while. 

“So then the village put together its own people to fight the monsters instead! The super cool and very cute Pancake was going to be apart of it! The leader of the monster hunters was Lunya too! There were a bunch of strong and cool people that were apart of it! This was the way they could fight and keep themselves safe!”

So far Cinnamon didn’t know why she was here. Pancake had asked her for her ‘thoughts’ as she put it but what thoughts could she even offer if they couldn’t really communicate with each other. 

Was she just supposed to wave her arms at Pancake if she didn’t like something?

“Butter lived with Pancake (that’s me!!!! :D) in a house in the village. They had parents and they had their own restaurant and Butter loved his sister and cheered her on as she protected the village. One day a lot of monsters suddenly attacked the village! The brave and very cool Pancake defeated as many as she could but even she could not defeat them all! While Cinnamon was fighting outside her brother Butter stayed to defend their home.”

Cinnamon didn’t know whether to wiggle her arms in the air or not. She knew in her little fairy cookie heart that Butter would go out and fight alongside Pancake if this whole thing was real and not just an imaginary scenario in Pancake’s head. 

Oh well, Pancake wasn’t going for realism anyway. Probably.

“Everything was going good but then Butter heard a loud noise outside his home! Butter grabbed a big spoon and went outside to investigate.”

Cinnamon furrowed her brow, “Why did he grab a big spoon?” I mean, sure Pancake said that they lived in a restaurant but surely a knife would have been a smarter decision then? 

Then again, Butter was the type of person to grab the wrong thing under stress. But it wasn’t something like this had happened before, so how could she really tell.

...Why was she overthinking this?

“When Butter stepped outside he saw a monster right in front of him! It was really scary! Butter tried to attack it but he saw that she was hurt! There was a cut on her tail that looked like it really hurt! Butter couldn’t just leave her like that so he went inside and got some stuff to help her. The monster was really confused at why Butter was helping her but she was glad that he was helping her.”

Cinnamon sighed, that did sound like something Butter would definitely do. No matter how much she would be yelling into his ear that it was a bad idea. 

“But then Butter remembered that the monster hunters were still outside and protecting the village. He decided to bring the monster inside she was just almost too big to hide but Butter decided to hide her in a shed that his family almost never used. He ran inside to grab a big blanket too. That was enough to protect her from the monster hunters.”

Cinnamon took the time that Pancake normally used to switch sheets of paper to stretch for a second. Her relaxing stretch was rudely interrupted when Pancake placed her elbows on the drawer, it made Cinnamon jump a little.

“That’s all I got written for now but let me tell you what my plan is for the rest!” Pancake very excitedly explained. 

Cinnamon waved her large sleeve to try and gesture for Pancake to continue. Having already accepted that she probably wouldn’t be going anymore anything soon. 

“Sooooo! I bet you already guessed who the monster that Butter saved iiiis~?”

Cinnamon looked confused. She actually never thought to ask about that. “Uh…Is it a really spiky cactuar?” she chimed. Cinnamon waited to see if Pancake would tell her if she was right or wrong but when that didn’t happen she tried her best to draw out a shape of a cactuar in the air using her sleeves.

Now Pancake was the one looking confused. Instead of trying to guess what Cinnamon was saying she decided to just go ahead and tell her. “Hehe…! You guessed right! It’s Babycoooorn! Of course its Babycorn! Duhduh!!” Pancake tapped the top of the drawer now more excited than ever. 

“Ah. Of course.” Cinnamon really should have seen this coming.

It made far too much sense, seeing as Pancake seemed to be the number one self-proclaimed fan of Butter marrying Babycorn one day. Everyday Pancake would start the morning by asking Butter if today was going to be the day he was going to ask Babycorn to be his girlfriend and then Butter would respond by simply saying’ maybe.’ 

Then when it was bedtime Pancake would ask if Butter was going to ask Babycorn out the next day and so on and so on…

Hell, Pancake had even begun periodically styling her hair to look almost exactly like Babycorn’s.  

“Babycorn is the coolest! She’s gonna be the coolest sister-in-law ever!!” Pancake cheered, “That’s why I’m writing this story for them!” 

“Sure Pancake.” Personally Cinnamon couldn’t see it happening if things kept going as they did. Either Butter would decide to grow a backbone or that Hildibrand guy would finally clue in that Babycorn desperately desired him. It could go either way. 

Of course her full support was in Butter’s corner, but there was only so much she and Pancake could do to have Butter confess his feelings. Then again, it looked like Pancake had been very hard at work on it. From cursing Hildibrand to arranging special dinners between the two, and now she was writing stories about them? Cinnamon had her work cut out for her. 

Pancake picked up another piece of paper and turned it to show Cinnamon. There was a drawing on it, a picture of Butter, Pancake, and something that resembled Babycorn. The pom on the head was a dead giveaway. “So then I think that Butter and Babycorn get to talking and know each other and they get less scared of the other! Cause you know Babycorn’s a monster in this so she’s scared of Butter too!” Pancake giggled to herself and stretched the paper in her hands.

“Oh that’s nice.” Dare Cinnamon even call it…cute???? 

“But then I find out that Butter has been hiding a monster in our house!!”

“Oh shit!” 

Pancake nodded solemnly. “Of course since I’m super nice and cool and cute I understand and I promise to protect Babycorn too! And Cherrypit! He’s here too and he’s really small and totally alive!” 

Cinnamon smiled, Babycorn would probably have liked to have heard that last part. 

At this point Pancake was now pacing from one side of the room to the other. “And then-! Then-! Me and Butter find out that Babycorn is actually the long lost princess of the kingdom that got taken over because the prince had managed to escape! And he fell in love with a monster!”

“Woah! No way!” Cinnamon fluttered into the air. “Then what happens?!”

Pancake had no idea what Cinnamon had asked but she looked surprised and that was to make her happy. “So then me and Butter and Babycorn and Cherrypit are gonna team up with everyone to defeat the evil kingdom and the scary monsters too! Everyones gonna help and also Butter and Babycorn fall in love and get married and I get to be a princess too and-! And-! And they have a lot of babies too!” 

“That’s…pretty fast!” 

Pancake bounced herself off of a wall, and just kept pacing around. “I haven’t worked out a lot of the stuff that happens yet but I do know that Babycorn and Butter get married and also I’m the flower girl cause Butter promised it to me when I was little. Remember?”

“Oh I remember.” There’s no way Cinnamon could ever forget the time that Pancake had asked the question right in front of Babycorn herself. She could have sworn that Butter would have died on the spot had Babycorn not been so….Babycorn. 

The energy inside Pancake had run its course and she had decided to just sit on the side of her bed. “So what do you think Cinnamon? I’ve been working really hard on it! I’ve mostly been writing it in my head but I started writing it down yesterday and I think it's really good so far but what do you think?” Pancake decided not to mention that the times she was writing it down in her head had mostly been during times when Sirius had been lecturing her about things.

Cinnamon struggled to find a way to answer. Simply saying ‘I love it!’ wouldn’t be enough since Pancake couldn’t understand a word of it. There had to be something else she could do. That’s when Cinnamon had a great idea. 

She flew almost right up to Pancake and gave her the biggest thumbs-up she could, even with her large sleeves it was crystal clear to Pancake what Cinnamon was saying.

“YAAAAAAAY!” Pancake cheered, jumping up and down. “I knew I did a good job!” She grabbed Cinnamon in both her hands and gave her a tight hug. “Thanks for the help Cinnamon! I knew I could count on you!” As Cinnamon tried to break out of the suffocating hug, at some point she decided it would be better just to go with it.

“You’re welcome!” Cinnamon jingled.

Pancake gently set the very dizzy fairy back down on her hammock. “You can go back to napping now!” She grabbed the stack of papers from the drawer and walked over to the door, forgetting the red pen that she hadn’t even used. “I’ll see you later! Don’t tell Butter about this cause it's gonna be a surprise!” 

Cinnamon gave Pancake another thumbs-up and Pancake giggled. 

As Pancake struggled to get the door open Cinnamon wondered if she should fly over to help. Thankfully Pancake managed to open the door with the power of balancing a stack of papers on her knee. Something she looked very proud of doing. 

“Aww. They grow up so fast…” Cinnamon said to herself. It felt like just yesterday she was helping Butter change Pancake’s diapers and now here she was writing fanfiction about her brother and this weird girl that lived with them. It almost brought a tear to her eye. 

That’s when Cinnamon realized one crucial thing. 

“Hey! Wait a minute! Where was I in that story?!”

Cinnamon flew to follow Pancake out the door, “Why can’t I be a cool monster hunter too?! Pancake?! Hey Pancake!!” Unfortunately Cinnamon’s jingles fell on deaf ears, as Pancake was already out and about, racing to find Linnet to tell her all about what she had written.

[monstrosibee]

Sometimes u see angst for a thing written out and its like sure I like angst as much as the next person but the angst being written here is very much not in character for any of the people involved and also the potential for tragedy and sorrow of this story actually rotates on an axis so differently than the one you chose. Are we reading the same book

[leenfiend]

dont mind me im just gonna whine in the tags

[hotsugarbyglassanimals]

im up late cause I slept from 1:30 pm to 6:30 pm after waking up at like 11 am so... hi. I'll probably sleep soon though

[basslinegrave]

con tomorrow doesnt feel real... i was a bit excited but now i feel nothing again its so weird like i can imagine just walking up there in the cold morning and getting thru the ticket lines and then be like ok now what. could get coffee there to kill time but i kinda wanna drink some at home hm

guess its better to go in with low or no expectations so that i get to have at least a bit of fun its just lame going alone and relying on meeting someone there 😭

hope that at least the weather is nice and that i dont boil alive in the rabbit mask

[vanillabat99]

I left my room for a little bit to make food and take my meds, but I am back in the safety of my bed now :3

[arcwrath]

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[hajez]

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[nightmdic]

hello yes im here

[kurthorton-moving]

my roommates flight home has been canceled and i am not doing well

[depresseddepot]

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[kings-highway]

some safe-for-work headcanons regarding how they might of gone about having sex for the first time for some of my favouritr haikyuu ships:

daisuga: look you know these bitches had it scheduled. not like a meticulous planned thing, but it was definitely something they knew was going to happen in advance. Like they talked about it, agreed they both wanted it, and then 3 weeks later Suga's parents go away for the weekend and they know like a solid week in advance that their "hang out" on Saturday evening is basically exclusively so they can have sex. They're very prepared. This also probably makes that week of training super annoying for the team bc they cant figure out why their captains are being SO overly giggly like you are seventeen/eighteen year old men wtf is going on.

iwaoi: i've always thought they were probably way more nervous than any of their friends assumed and definitely did not have sex as early as people thought. like mattsun and makki both constantly tease them in a way that insinuates they're actively having sex but they probably didnt actually do it until like... the last few months of high school. They were both just nervous! Iwa was very afraid of rushing things and doing it "wrong," and Oikawa wasnt even sure what doing it "right" would be so they had like 6 false-starts before they actually managed it.

ushiten: dorm living is not condusive to intimacy so when for the first time in like 8 months since they started dating that they have a confirmed evening with a locked dorm alone they end up making out for just a crazy amount of time. Tendou is too nervous to actually move anything forward because he's too anxious over the possibility of rejection but he keeps making these weird half-insinuations like "haha I cant believe nobody's going to be back for another four hours... we could do anything and get away with it... isnt that so funny... like nobody would know if we were making out or having sex or just reading a book... haha... isnt that crazy... me and you..." and he's all weird and twitchy about it until Ushijima tells him he doesn't think the idea of them having sex is crazy at all and then it is on immediately.

kuroken: highkey, kuroo probably lays out like a whole romantic, corny ass evening with candles and rose petals and is prepared to have a whole long conversation about being "ready" and Kenma just sort of rolls his eyes and is like "have you finished talking? this is Too Much. I need you to understand this is Too Much. Oh my god I love you but WOW." (it works anyway and Kenma is sufficient wooed).

tsukkiyama: this one might be a little out there but I genuinely think they're the most likely to have it happen by accident, or in a spontaneous moment of opportunity. Like they both intend to just take advantage of the empty house with only a bit of making out and then suddenly they're losing their clothes and it's like "we'll have a conversation about it tomorrow, im sure."

kagehina: okay this one is more stupid but I imagine after they've been dating a while Hinata is like "you know what, im ready to take the next step" but Kageyama cannot read ppl so Hinata's somewhat obvious attempts at seduction go entirely over his head, and Hinata is getting increasingly frustrated and dramatic and trying really really hard to get Kageyama to realize what he wants and it ends up causing a fight between them because Kageyama thinks Hinata is being weird and Hinata thinks Kageyama is being intentionally distant and eventually Kageyama blows up and is like "Oh my god if you want to break up or something just say so!!!" and Hinata is like "Oh my GOD I dont want to break up with you I want to have sex with you!!!" and of course that shuts everyone up and unfortunately Yachi is probably also there and wants to die.

[poppy-metal]

thinking of being friends with stanford! art. getting tipsy one night and the two of you talking about sex and all that jazz. admitting that you'd never been kissed and art jokingly but not jokingly offering to be your first. your brain is too fuzzy to be shy about it so you nod your head. both of you nervous as he kisses you. art burying his head into your neck afterwards because his face is red 'cause he's wanted this for so long. all of it leading to the two of you exploring each others bodies. not even going all the way, just under the covers with big smiles. lighthearted kissing each other while touching the others body. asking silly questions you'd been too embarrassed to ask before - like how does it feel when your hard? - and admitting your insecurities so the other can kiss them away. just the both of you flushed, happy, tipsy, and giggly as you enjoy one another with no pressure.

- ☕

im gonna display behaviors im gonna act in ways.....

i love the idea of just touching eachother under the covers - skating your hand over the silky soft texture of his cock and hearing him hiss - "does it hurt?" with genuine curiosity?

his face pressed into your neck, lips skimming your skin, he seems to really like kissing you there - you think you'll have marks tomorrow - from his mouth sucking on your flesh - nawing it gently between his teeth. "n-no," you feel the hard press of him against your palm as his hips jerk a little, "just sensitive. feels good."

"how is it so silky but hard...." you sound almost awed. he feels fascinating though, you've never thought you'd get to explore like this before. you know what dicks look like in a general sense but you've never touched one - held one in your hand. felt it twitch. "it moves."

art would be embarrassed if he wasn't buzzed, as it is his cheeks are flushed, his hair is a mess and he's pressing sloppy kisses to your jaw, his own hands wandering over your body, down your back, "cause it likes you," he has a smile in his voice. you giggle and then gasp when his hands cup your ass, palms pressing and kneading at the twin globes. "god, your ass." he whines, mouthing eagerly across your chest now. "you're so soft everywhere..."

"thats good?" you ask with a hesitant lilt in your voice. you dont know what guys like, if your body is appealing, or sexy. arts fingers dig into the fat of your cheeks and he groans. "fuck yes. love touching you - love it. soft is so fucking good, soft is great."

hes hard, you tell him that with a snicker that turns into a moan as you mesh your mouths together messily - tongues licking eachother - the hard planes of his body pressing against your plushness, meeting in ways that seem to fit so perfectly it makes you gasp and whine.

you touch and move together and somehow it ends with your thigh thrown over his hip, that silky cock of his sliding between the lips of your cunt and thats a sensation you love. "wont put it in," he gasps, against your temple, "just - gonna rub it a little."

thats more than okay with you, your hands sliding over the slick sweat of his back to hug yourself to him like a koala. a sexy sweaty tips koala that humps against his sticky length until you're both spent and breathless.

you comb your hands through his blonde locks next. "art?"

"hm?" he sounds close to sleep.

"are we still gonna be friends tomorrow?"

hes quiet. you start to doze off yourself a little, but then he says, "I'll always be your friend, baby."

baby. that sounds nicer than the word friend you think, and then you drift.

[bowdownperv]

doctors appointment

rafe takes nervous reader to her yearly checkup a/n: fluff, mentions of smut

going to the doctors office always terrified you since your were a child. your parents always had to drag you to your appointments, kicking and screaming, and reward you with vanilla ice cream afterwards despite you being an absolute menace. you would yell so loud that patients in the waiting room had to cover their ears. the nurses would often left the room with your tiny footprints on their white scrubs after giving you your yearly vaccinations.

❊ ❊ ❊

well, your parents had decided now that you were an adult, it was up to you to be a "big girl" and go to your appointments by yourself. your appointment was booked a month in advance, and every day leading up to it you spent worried with nightmares about evil doctors and giant needles. the stress had become too much and as your scary day grew closer, you surrendered your independence and decided you needed one special person to go with you.

rafe was someone you grew up with and who knew you better than anyone else. he was a few years older than you, and as a kid you looked up to him as he was much wiser and had more experience with things. he was the one who taught you many life lessons such as how to defend yourself, driving, and even sex. he would eventually become your first, and only, and ever since you'd been addicted and would always run to him like an eager puppy whenever you had desires, despite not being in an official relationship.

you called rafe and asked him to come over to hangout with you, which was nothing out of the unordinary. once you heard his knock on your front the door, you giddily ran down the stairs to greet the smiling, handsome boy on your front porch. he was wearing a navy polo with the first two buttons undone and beige khakis with grass stains on his knees. you could tell he had come straight from golfing.

"hey, beautiful," he said grinning cheerfully with his hands in his pockets. the simple word already made your cheeks glow pink matching the lace embroidery on your vintage skirt.

"hi rarefy," you said with an unconscious smile. "come," you commanded with a grabby hand, waiting for his larger hand to engulf it.

upon pulling him inside, you dragged him straight upstairs to your bedroom. rafe immediately made himself comfortable and sprawled out on your mattress, laughing at your whines about him being on your clean bed with his shoes on. when you walked over to take them off for him, he took the opportunity to grab you and throw you on top of him.

"rafe!" you yelped placing your hand on his chest for support. rafe looked at you with a devilish smile and combed the hair out of your face with his fingers. you could feel his rough callouses brush up against your forehead which made your insides tickle for some reason.

rafe's face displayed a beaming white grin until he looked into your eyes and saw little teardrops beginning to form. his curious stare intimidated you causing your to nuzzle your face into his chest

"what's going on, huh?" he said rubbing your back extremely gently like you were a delicate little flower. you cried into his cotton polo, letting all the built up stress of this stupid doctors appointment soak into the fabric.

"it's embarassing," you whined.

"just tell me, ok?" rafe begged. you unattached yourself from his chest and wiped your face with both hands.

"will you come with me to my check up tomorrow?" you said shyly, playing with his hand to relax you. "im so scared," you whined pathetically.

"shit. all this over a stupid doctors appointment? course ill take you kid. 'ts no big deal at all."

you hugged him with a grip so tight his eyes nearly popped out of his skull and laid on his chest as he slowly rubbed your back letting you sleep soundly for the first time in a month. he waited to sneak out until he was sure you were in a deep sleep, carefully replacing your arms around him with a pillow.

❊ ❊ ❊

the dreaded day arrived and rafe arrived promptly at your doorstep to escort you to your personal hell. your legs shook like tree branches so much so that you had to lean on rafe just to walk to his car. he couldn't help but hide a smirk from how pathetic you were over a stupid doctors check up, but he found your over-dramatization cute.

once rafe was finally able to get you into the office, he handled all the professional stuff for you, checking you in, filling out your paperwork, you were shocked by how much he knew about you and you face lit up when he put his name and phone number down as your emergency contact information.

the nurse finally called your name and you went completely frozen. rafe gave her an apologetic smile as he pulled you from you chair and had to drag you into the appointment room like you were a mannequin.

every time the nurse asked you a basic question, your heart dropped deeper into your chest. somehow you forgot when your birthday was and if you were on any medication. luckily rafe was there to do most of the work for you.

his palm met his forehead with an eye roll when she put the blood pressure cuff around your arm and you turned your head as far away from it as possible wrinkling your face. rafe thought it was silly but at the same time had the desire to swoop in and rescue you, even though he knew you were perfectly safe. the nurse swiftly finished up her duties and left allowing the doctor to complete your check up.

"so miss," the doctor asked, "any general pain or discomfort?"

you looked over to rafe clueless and he shook his head.

"no, sir," you stuttered.

"smoking or any use of drugs?"

once again, your head tilted towards rafe for guidance who shook his head firmer this time.

"no, sir."

"and are you at all sexually active?"

your face turned the brightest pink ever imaginable and rafe couldn't help but smirk seeing your reaction. you turned to him for directions of what to say, but for the first time all day, he was of no help as his eyes wandered up at the ceiling.

you swore to yourself that you would keep the dirty activities between you and rafe a secret, as you had a girl next door reputation attactched to your name. but the doctor was here to help you right? you were never good at lying and you knew he would be smart enough to detect it.

"uhm." you mumbled, looking down at your lap. "yes, sir."

the doctor then went into a complete rant about STD's and the risk of not using protection, but all you could do was glow like a pink lightbulb.

"so, are you using protection?" he asked sternly.

"yes, I am, sir."

the doctor quickly wrapped things up, needing to get to his next patient, but assured you that your health was in great condition and there was nothing to worry about. you didn't feel that way, however.

before rafe could finish thanking the staff, you dragged him out of the building as fast as possible, nearly giving him whiplash. you hopped into his passenger seat and immediately started bawling.

"hey, what's a matter? you did great kid. all good and healthy. know it was tough but I'm proud of you."

"he thinks I'm a slut!" you cried out with tears dampening your dress.

"what!?" rafe said shocked. "look kid, people have sex, okay? completely normal. how you think any of us got here, huh?"

you continued to wheeze into your skirt.

"he kept goin' and goin' about STD's, and condoms, and-" your own cries interrupted you. "he thinks I'm a dirty whore!"

"that's part of his job, baby. he's gotta say that whole spiel to everyone that comes in, probably has it all memorized. nothin' to do with you."

all you could do was look up at him with wet, Bambi eyes.

"now lemme get you some ice cream, yea? that'll make you feel better. no one thinks you're dirty, you're a good girl, okay?"

you nodded your head.

rafe spent the rest of the day driving you around and getting you whatever you wanted. his friends were not happy as they had planned on going golfing again today, but he would do anything and everything he could to get his happy girl back.

[delulujuls]

it's just us | mv33

hi! i can't get enough of my dutch duo, so here comes the third part of the mad dutchman and the fearless dutchess and if you didn't read the second part of it but you wanna catch up, here it is!

you can read each of this solo and you can read it all like series. it work well both ways!

so yeah, as usual, bon apetit and enjooooy x

summary: y/n is upset by some media nonsense she read online but max is here to remind her that at the end of the day its just them and the rest doesn't really matter

warnings: i tried with a smut but im not sure how it went, sexual content, +18, eating p, praising, comfort sex?

pairing: fem!redbulldriver x max verstappen

The kiss didn't change anything between Y/N and Max.

In the other hand, it changed everything, but it absolutely did not affect their relationship. There were no nervous questions, no timid behavior, no checking whether a quick kiss at the strategists' table was okay, or whether it was necessary to count down the seconds of the hug they exchanged with each other after the race so that it wouldn't last too long.

To be honest, their entry into a relationship was a kind of relief for the entire team. Christian Horner himself, the team father of the two flying Dutch, seeing them kissing after winning the podium, just shook his head and with a slight smile admitted "Finally, fucking hell".

Of course, the media did not leave a single dry spot on Red Bull drivers. The couple, of course, did not flaunt their feelings left and right, because it was absolutely not their style, but it was difficult to take a seat in the car without a quick kiss and wishing each other good luck. And we know how hungry reporter hyenas are.

"This is absurd"

The girl shook her head and threw the phone into the pillows. It was already late in the evening and the couple was getting ready for bed, as they had a long media day ahead of them tomorrow.

"I told you not to read this nonsense."

Max replied, emerging from the bathroom in shorts and drying his wet hair with a towel.

Y/N didn't answer. She kept her eyes glued to the sheets and felt her stomach begin to ache from nerves. Max knew perfectly well that the lack of an answer meant only one thing. The overthinking machine already started.

He put the towel aside and sat next to her on the bed, wrapping his arm around her and kissing her temple.

"Look at you, a fearless Dutchess worrying about some stupid texts. That's not in your style at all"

He spoke jokingly, trying to cheer her up a bit. However, she was really touched.

"It's just making me sick when someone is saying made up bullshit"

She replied bitterly, feeling tears forming under her eyelids. She could deny with her arms and legs that these were tears of anger, but in the reality she was simply hurted. And Max knew this perfectly well.

"You know very well that this bunch of idiots will write anything for views. At the end of the day, only you and I know the truth. It's just us, remember?"

He said calmly and stroked her shoulder. Y/N sniffed. Max was absolutely right. It's just them and that was all that mattered. Even though she received numerous criticisms in the media over the years, newspapers and Internet portals often trashed her, all this did not make any impression on her. Unfortunately, it was different in this case, because it was no longer just about her. It was about them, about her and Max.

She raised her head and met a pair of blue, gentle eyes. The ocean was calm, july was dominating the cloudless sky. She herself slowly began to feel calm, accepting that it was just meaningless nonsense.

"I love you, but you already know that, right?"

She asked, smiling slightly.

He nodded and returned her smile, kissing her forehead.

"The only thing that matters is that we have each other and we love each other. And as a certain genius said, fuck 'em all."

"Fuck 'em all"

The girl repeated and smiled wider, causing the last tears of sadness and anger to leave the corners of her eyes. Max wiped her cheeks and lifted her chin, kissing her.

Y/N kissed him back, touching his rough cheek. He easily pulled her onto his lap and she sat on his soft thighs, laughing quietly. She knew exactly where this was going.

"We have a lot of work tomorrow, Max."

"We will boycott media day tomorrow. 'Red Bull drivers protest against idiotic headlines' sounds better, doesn't it?" he asked, being so serious that the girl burst out laughing, "Or better yet, 'Red Bull shock!' Couple had sex until dawn to boycott the media', yes!"

"With the link 'see photos', definitely," she added, laughing.

Max took her face in his hands.

"I much prefer it when you smile, you know?"

Y/N nodded and leaned in, kissing him again. He wrapped his arms around her waist and she tangled her fingers in his still damp hair. Their kisses were slow and tender, filled to the brim with love. Years of arguments, making up and standing up for yourself only to argue and slam doors again led to a place where there was an incredible amount of love to give and receive from both sides.

Max slipped his hands under her shirt, squeezing lightly her soft flesh. The girl sighed quietly into his mouth and he smiled at her reaction. If he thought that after so many years, he would fall in love overnight with the girl he always had by his side, he would laugh at himself.

He took off her shirt, so there was no longer any blockage between their heated bodies. Skin pressed against skin, lips pressed against lips. These moments were incredibly soothing for both of them. One might think that after so much time spent together, both in good and bad relationships, one cannot count on any elation. What wrong thinking this is.

Max grunted softly as he grabbed and pressed her closer to him. His soft purr, which lightly touched the girl's ear, gave her goosebumps. He moved from his mouth to her neck, leaving wet, slightly pink traces on her skin. Y/N involuntarily closed her eyes, feeling both the softness of his lips and his rough, scratchy stubble.

"I love the way you smell"

He said quietly, almost in a whisper. She smiled to herself and gently grabbed his hair, tilting his head back, making him break away from her neck and they were able to look into each other's eyes again.

"I taste even better though"

She lunged seductively and crashed into his mouth again. Max easily grabbed her thighs and lifted her, throwing her onto the bed.

"You always have to do this, right?"

He asked, his breathing a little quicker. His aura instantly darkened, and his eyes seemed bottomless. Y/N frowned a bit, not knowing what he meant. But seeing him like this, she only wanted one thing. Him.

"You always have to throw something away, set me straight. Always."

She raised herself on her elbows, looking at him with a slight smile and thus posing a challenge to him.

"You could try to humble me"

As soon as she finished speaking, he pressed her body against the mattress and kissed her deeply. The girl wrapped her legs around his hips and wrapped her arms around his neck. She wanted to be closer, as close as possible.

Their kisses were still full of love, but now the tenderness gave way to passion. When Max moved to the girl's neck, she felt her lips burning and swollen. It didn't help when she bit down on them, feeling Max suck on her nipple. Blue eyes carefully followed the girl's rosy face, wanting to make sure she was giving her nothing more than pleasure.

When his teeth hit the soft skin, a long groan filled the bedroom. Max smiled, licking her breast while massaging the other one with his hand. He much preferred to hear her moans rather than Dutch insults. After a few moments, he moved lower again, kissing his way across her stomach. He tightened his large hands on her sides and buried his face in her stomach. She smiled at his gesture, running her fingers through his hair.

"You're soft, so soft. Fuck, so soft."

Max murmured, his face still pressed against her stomach. Y/N couldn't help but laugh quietly. This whole situation, the very fact that they were now apparently a couple, was unthinkable to her. And the fact that they were both adults and now they were acting like a couple of teenagers.

"Simply, simply lovely"

He shook his head and placed a few more kisses on her skin until he reached the waistband of her panties. He looked up at her face again, wanting to make sure she had her consent, but she, still smiling slightly, just nodded in answer.

Max undressed her completely in one move and spread her legs, hugging her thighs. As soon as his tongue passed over her clit, she closed her eyes and licked her lips. This wasn't the first time they had had sex, but Y/N had already become familiar with certain behaviors Max displayed in bed, and one of them was the desire to please his partner. Max loved to take, but God, he loved to give even more.

As his tongue moved over her clit in smooth, circular motions, his eyes studied her body carefully. Her hard, pink nipples, uneven moving chest, her dry, parted lips, rosy face, her tightly shut eyelids. Max smiled slightly, proud of himself of turning her into such mess. Y/N involuntarily opened her eyes and looked down her body, causing their eyes to meet.

"Do you like it, schat?"

He asked, pausing his movements. He blew lightly on her pink, swollen clit, making her shiver.

"Mhm, please -just, just don't stop"

"As you wish, love"

He replied, going back to work. Her hand involuntarily tightened on his hair and it didn't take much for her back to arch and an orgasm to fill her body. A loud, long moan broke the density that had reigned in the hotel bedroom. Her head felt heavy and dizzy, and it was hard for her to breathe. Max pulled himself up and kissed her, moistening her dry lips with her own juices, which made him all wet. Y/N smiled and hugged his neck, giving him wet, sloppy kisses. He was resting one hand next to her head, and with the other he was trying to free himself from his suddenly too tight and slightly soaked shorts. When he succeeded, he slowly inserted himself into her hot, tight and incredibly wet interior. She broke the kiss, parting her lips at the sudden sensation, digging her nails into his bare, muscular back.

"Fuck, Max, oh my god-"

"Yeah, i know baby" he muttered, stopping his movements "I'll be gentle, take your time"

Max kissed her, wanting to help her relax. She returned each of his kisses, which were now delicate and tender. Max was incredibly gentle and had countless layers of love inside him. His tender touch, sweet nothings whispered straight into the ear, the certainty that his partner is happy and feels incredible pleasure. Max seemed to her as an incredibly selfish asshole at times, but in this case it had absolutely no effect. The only thing he cared about at that moment was pleasing her and distracting her from negative thoughts. After some time, he began to move slowly inside her, feeling that she is not so tense anymore and soon any discomfort disappeared and was replaced by incredible pleasure. Y/N wrapped her legs around his hips and pulled him closer, kissing him deeply.

"I'm all yours now" she said, smiling slightly into his mouth.

"You are and always been mine"

He replied and kissed her back. His movements went from slow and calm to faster and more decisive, increasing in intensity with each passing minute. Single moans that had been thrown into the thick air filling the bedroom some time ago now cut through them like bullets. Max felt the sweat that had formed on his back sting the scratches left by the girl's nails. He sat back on his heels and wrapped his arms around her thighs, now fucking her to the point where they skin were clapping on each other. His fingers dug into the soft skin of her thighs, his still damp hair falling into his eyes. His lips were bitten and every now and then a low moan escaped his throat. His arm and abdominal muscles flexed and relaxed steadily, and numerous love marks adorned his fair skin.

"You look so good, and feel -fuck, feel so good, too"

Y/N moaned, clenching her hands on the sheets, feeling how he perfectly hit her inner, sensitive spot with each movement.

"And you are doing so good by taking me so well, baby"

The truth was that she was a total mess underneath him. She wasn't even fully aware of her words or of her actions, all of this was feeling so good, he was feeling so good.

It didn't take much for either of them to reach their orgasm, which came over them almost simultaneously. A moment later they were lying next to each other, Y/N resting her cheek on his chest and her hand lying limply on his stomach. He was hugging her, tracing lines on her arm.

"I hope you won't worry anymore about any stupid things said by other people"

Max said and kissed her temple. She smiled and raised her head, kissing him on the cheek.

"At the end of the day it's just us, right?"