Not Over the Papaya | OP81
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Ships : Oscar Piastri x Popstar! Reader , Ex!Lando Norris x Popstar! Reader
Genre : Fluff Smau
A/N : Tooth rotting fluff coming ur way~ no angst for this chapter hihi enjoy!
Face claim : Jennie Kim
Song: So this is love - Brandy, Paulo Montalban
Summary : Y/N and Oscar cope with their own breakups by making the Heartbreak Club.
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Y/N. 3mins
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markwebber Oi! my feet blur that!
Y/N. get in the bloody car first old man, we still need to fetch 2 more idiots
markwebber Ok fine, tell osc Iām driving us
Y/N. he said sure. NOW GET DRESSED
markwebber ok ok give me a sec
Y/N thank youuu š«¶
Y/bf Ohhh whoās that? heās hot! š„µ
Y/N. He almost 50 and heās MARRIED with KIDS
Y/bf Maybe they need a new stepmom
Y/N. GIRL. NO
Y/bf. Iām joking! Iām waiting for Lewis Hamilton ā¦ that man could take me. āŗļø
Y/N. Y/bf I swearā¦
Y/bf Ok iām serious about that ~ Iāll let Lewis ruin my life
Y/N. and iām sure heād be lucky to have you, crazy and all
Y/bf hell yeah Iām a catch š¤
Y/N. youād be a bigger catch if you went to Australia with me
Y/bf I have to a shoot for my movie you gremlin. Iām sure they cant film when their leading actress is half across the earth
Y/N. ik ik~ goodluck babe! Ughh im so proud of youuuu š«¶
Y/N. 8mins
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charles_leclerc wth?? Youāre all together??
charles_leclerc why wasnt I invited?
charles_leclerc Y/N! answer meeee
maxverstappen this is so weird Y/N š
Y/N. 1m
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oscarpiastri I see mom had shown you the albums huh?
Y/N. You looked so cute my luvv š Iām crying
oscarpiastri I do look cute š¤·āāļø
Y/N. URGH I want to squish ur lil cheeks . Iām having cuteness aggression. I never realized how blond you are š„ŗ
oscarpiastri yeah, I kinda outgrew it
Y/N. what if we dyed ur hair??
oscarpiastri Baby, I love you but NO
Y/N. I h8 u, go play video games with the other guys~ ur momās spilling so many things bout you š
oscarpiastri Nooooooooo
charles_leclerc Osc looks cute
Y/N. Ikr??
charles_leclerc Yesā¦ now why am I not invited to go to Australia???
Y/N. šš¬
charles_leclerc Y/Nieeee Whyyyyyy???
charles_leclerc Hello?????
Y/N.
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Y/N. I wasnāt depressed, I just needed some sunā¦. or somebodyās son
oscarpiastri Mama said you could keep me š
nicolepiastri NO returns, @Y/N sweetie.
Y/N. No returnsā¦ I have some concerns šāāļø. I feel like he loves Sally better than me.
oscarpiastri That was my childhood room dear!!.
Y/N. that doesnāt explain the huge af cut out š
nicolepiastri yeh, he begged for that one.
danielricciardo Ok where are my photo creds tho???
Y/N. Oh.
danielricciardo this is intellectual theft Y/N!
Y/N. Ok fine iām sorry! Thank you for the most amazing, revolutionary, and inspiring photos taken by @danielricciardo
danielricciardo Thatās better. Ur very welcome
logansargeant I didnāt come here to be bullied!!
Y/N. whoās bullying you our precious bbq sauce enthusiast
logansargeant I- ok thatās a step up from ranch. Iāll take it.
charles_leclerc I repeat. WHY WAS I NOT INVITED?!
oscarpiastri ur not Aussie
charles_leclerc Ok??? Logan is American and Y/N too
oscarpiastri right.
Y/N. Sorry kinda forgot about u š¬
charles_leclerc unbelievable! iām so hurt š
Y/N. sucks to be u, cry about it on ur yatch
charles_leclerc Maybe I will! and none of you are invited
Notification : Alex added you to ā Charles the drama queenā
Notification : Alex added Oscar to āCharles the drama queenā
Extra A/N: Singer!Oscar ran in my mind all weekā¦ so fuck it Singer!Oscar.
Also! may I offer my playlist for the one and only~ Oscar Jack Piastri š
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Note - the longest fic Iāve ever written š Iāve added a little ābreakā halfway through so if you did want to stop and come back to read the rest later itās easier to see where youāve left off but if you want to read it all in one go feel free š©· thank you @carlottawllms for the initial request and Iām sorry it took so long to get to š and thank you to all my besties for your help with this, I couldnāt do it without you š©· I know itās long but feedback would be appreciated immensely and I promise to never write a fic this long again š
Pairing - Mason Mount Ć Reader
Word count - 20.5k
Warnings - angst and fluff
Just once you thought you might be treated to a well deserved lie in this Saturday but unfortunately the universe had other plans for you, just like always.
Your phone had been vibrating for a few minutes on the nightstand and you knew it was someone trying to call you before a barrage of texts were sent your way. Letting them fly in before you picked your phone up to see who it was and what they wanted even though you knew exactly who it was and why they were pestering you at this ungodly hour.
You already make it feel like itās not worth living you thought, but before you could think about anything else his photo flashed up on your screen as he tried to call you again and you begrudgingly hit accept before you were permanently etched into his bad books.
āHello?ā
āAbout bloody time y/n, what the hell have you been doing?ā He scolded you. His voice hushed but you could tell he wanted to shout at you for not picking up and you rolled your eyes at his stupid attitude that you didnāt need this time of the morning.
āSleeping, Mason. You know what probably most of the uk population is doing right now since itās stupid oāclock on a bloody Saturdayā
āWell I donāt give a shit, I need you. How fast do you think you can get here?ā
āI donāt know, Mase-ā you started, not ready to leave the comfort of your bed just yet but he was cutting you off as soon as he realised what you were about to say.
āNo, y/n donāt do this. Did you not see my message? Code red yeah, that means I need you here nowā
āIām sure itās not that bad, you big girls blouseā
āSheās offering to make me breakfast. Pancakes if you pleaseā he told you, his voice an octave higher as if he couldnāt believe what he was saying to you and you had to hold in a giggle at how ridiculous he sounded.
āYou love pancakesā
āNo I love your pancakes, there's a difference. I donāt know what she puts in hers she could drug me for all I know. Or make the whole wheat ones like a maniacā
āI mean itās hard to fuck up pancakes im sure theyāre-ā
āCan we forget about the bloody pancakes, how long till youāre here?ā He demanded, but you were already up and pulling a hoodie on before stuffing yourself into your shoes.
āIāll be five minutesā you sighed, grabbing your keys and walking out the door as Mason repeatedly told you to hurry up until you had to hang up as you began to drive.
How it became the routine of you bailing him out of these situations was a long story.
Mason had been your best friend since you were little. Your dad being one of his first football coaches and even though you went to separate primary schools you still saw him most weekends when you helped out and sometimes joined in with the games. Mason teaching you how to kick the ball properly and you knew when you scored your first goal he let you win.
You eventually stopped going to practice, not seeing Mason at all for a year or so until you both wound up going to the same secondary school and itās like you picked up where you left off.
You watched each other grow from awkward little teenagers to full grown adults and as much as you tried to keep your friendship the same you knew it would never be normal.
You went the usual route; college, uni, big office job in a fancy company while Mason lived his dreams and changed right before your eyes. Subtle changes that came over time meaning you never really caught onto them but the shy polite boy you once knew was gone.
He was cocky and sure of himself. Cheeky in a way that all the girls loved and he used it to his advantage to get exactly what he wanted. You werenāt blind, you know he was handsome but the way he threw his money and looks about just to get into some poor girls knickers made you sick sometimes but you stuck by him through it all. Feeling like you were the only person who had his best interest at heart most of the time.
Mason didnāt have friends, he had yes men. People to tell him he looked good and that it didnāt matter what he did or what he said to people because theyād clear it up for him afterwards. Leaving his picture perfect image intact so the world still thought he was a good boy even though he was anything but.
You didnāt know when, but you too had fallen into that category. Running around after him like he was a toddler that had just learned to walk, trying to protect him from crashing into things he shouldnāt be and picking up all of his mess after him for little to no thanks. You didnāt even know why you did it at this point. A sense of loyalty maybe? Or wanting to keep him away from certain people that you knew only used him. You knew he was a grown man at the end of the day and he was old enough to look after himself but still you carried on.
Even the routine of helping him kick girls out of his house was a mystery to you. The first time was a mistake when youād turned up heartbroken on his doorstep after a failed exam and the girl heād managed to score that night made a swift exit much to his satisfaction. Telling you heād been trying to get rid of her for an hour but she wouldnāt budge and you were the perfect solution.
When he called you up and asked if you could do something similar for him the next week you refused at first. Thinking it was weird and you were worried about the girls feelings but he wore you down like he always did until the next thing you knew you were fake crying on his door mat as he ushered a pretty blonde girl out the door with the fake promise of calling her back later that day.
You must have helped him throw at least 30 girls out now. A catalogue of excuses at your disposal and even though you knew it was weird, it had merged itself in as just another part of your friendship and soon enough you were pulling onto his drive and housing yourself out of your car.
You rang the doorbell to make it look more realistic, the door opening a few moments later to Mason who looked more than relieved to see you and you quickly made your way inside to start the act.
āWhat do you want? Dead relative, dog or something worse?ā You asked him, pinching your cheeks so they looked pinker before squirming yourself in the eyes with your water bottle. Youād tried and tested the lot but the sports cap you found was the best at making it look like actual tears.
āDogs fine, sheās been yapping on about hers all morning and showing me pictures so-ā
āYouāre so cruel, Masonā you remarked, hoping to make him feel a little bit bad about what he was doing but you knew it was all in vain. He never did.
āJust start crying before I make you, yeah?ā He laughed so you took the opportunity to get him back and wailed out the loudest fake cry you could muster right in his ear. The sound making him jump before he bounded you into his arms so you could cry into his neck and before you knew it, the sound of a very concerned but sweet sounding woman could be heard in the hallway.
āMason? Is everything okay?ā
āNo really noā he told her, the fake worry in his voice making you roll your eyes but you carried on sniffling to help him out. āThis is my best friend and sheās had some awful news this morningā he told her, walking you towards the living room so he could sit you on the sofa. āIām really sorry to do this, her dogs just died and she needs meā
āOh my godā
āYeah sheās really not in a good wayā he confirmed, pulling you in closer and your cries went up in volume and you felt him pinch your side gently as if to tell you to tone it down.
āWell can I help at all?ā She offered and you actually felt a little sorry for her. She seemed too sweet and you wondered how Mason had got his grubby little claws into her but youād seen him on nights out and knew how he trapped women under his spell. You were just thankful that you were immune to his powers as if someone treated you like this youād swing for them.
āI think itās best I just stay with her for now, but Iāll text you yeah? Iāve got your number saved?ā
āOh, yeah okay thenā she uttered before the pair of them fled upstairs to get her things and within a few minutes he was with her at the door. Hearing the talk in hushed tones before he shut the door behind her but you let your cries continue.
āAlright you can stop that now, sound makes my brain acheā he groaned as she flopped down onto the sofa next to you and you laughed as you unhid your face from the cushion.
āYouāre welcome, by the wayā you told him. Bumping your shoulder into his as you sat up but he just rolled his eyes. You knew he was thankful even if he didnāt say it exactly but it would be nice to hear it sometime.
āYou fancy some breakfast? Iām in the mood for pancakesā he winked but you just rolled your eyes at him. Pancakes sounded good to you too but you knew youād be stuck making them.
āWhereās Ace? Heās the only reason Iām hereā you asked, deflecting his question as you knew what he was asking and by the look he was giving you he wasnāt too happy about it.
āCharmingā he scoffed before whistling and the sound of bounding paws made you smile until Ace was running in and jumping into your lap.
āHi babyā you cooed, scratching over his head and trying to avoid the face licks he was sending your way but Mason was just looking at you like he was waiting for something.
āSoā¦ whatās happening with the pancakes?ā
āAce, your daddy is a very silly man, did you know that?ā You babbled but you could tell Mason was offended with what youād said.
āDonāt turn my son against meā
āDo you want some pancakes, acey? Mumma will make you someā you babbled too him, knowing there was no way for him to answer but from the look on his face you could thatās what he wanted.
āSince when are you his mumā Mason commented, trying to reach over to pet him but you wouldnāt let him. Jumping up so Ace could follow you and he just sighed and rolled his eyes.
āSince Iām one of the only stable females in his life, okay? Donāt confuse him nowā
You left Mason in the living room so you could make some pancakes. Your own belly rubbing as you hadnāt had a chance to think about breakfast this morning but thankfully he had everything in and as soon as he smelt them you heard him walking in to grab some.
āWhy are you making little ones?ā He questioned, grabbing some juice from the fridge and a couple of glasses.
āTheyāre for aceā you shrugged. Plating them up in his little doggy bowl and letting him tuck in before sorting yours and Masons out.
āSo he gets preferential treatmentā
āDo you ever have a day off?ā You muttered, wanting him to just give things a rest for five minutes but you could tell by his laugh he wouldnāt be letting up anytime soon.
āShut up, you love meā he teased, poking you in the sides as he grabbed his plate and the feel of it angered you. He knew you hated being poked and prodded but he just carried on as he loved getting under your skin.
āNot when youāre like this I donātā you sighed and even though you were half joking you had realised over the last few times youād hung out that being around him was a chore sometimes. His usual playful comments had more venum behind them and now you couldnāt actually work out if he still liked you or not. Being around him never felt as good as it used to but whenever you got upset about it heād tell you he was playing so you tried to think nothing more of it. Wondering if you were just hormonal or had forgotten how to take a joke.
Halfway through breakfast your thoughts were interrupted by the doorbell ringing. His eyes looking at you pleadingly as if he wanted you to go and get it but you remained firm and stared back at him.
āPlease, y/n. If itās her sheāll have me talking for another half an hour. Just make her go away pleaseā
āFineā you huffed, getting up and storming to the door and you knew he was smiling from where he sat behind you. āIām not doing the washing up thoughā
āHey, you make the mess you tidy it awayā
āOh get lostā you muttered under your breath, opening the door to what you expected to me the girl from earlier but thankfully it was just an Amazon delivery guy and you took the parcel with a smile before bidding him goodbye. āMase? Its just an Amazon parcel youāre safeā
āAh amazing, can you open it for me? Should be just a charging cableā he nodded as he stacked your plates and took them to the dishwasher, leaving you on your own to tear the box open but once you were in you wanted to vanish into thin air.
What you werenāt expecting was the red box that was sitting under the packing paper. The words thin feel jumping out at you first and you groaned loudly as he walked back over to you with a confused expression.
āWhatās wrong?ā
āYouāre gross, I swear to god. Why did you make me open this?ā You huffed as you threw the box of condoms his way and he caught it with one hand before looking down with a smile.
āAh i forgot about these, got the ribbed ones this time to see if they make a differenceā he winked but you just made fake gagging noises as you walked out of the kitchen and back into the living room where he followed you in shortly after. Thankfully hiding the box out of sight from you.
āWhat you doing next Friday? Itās Woodyās birthday so weāre going out and he asked me to ask if you wanna comeā he suddenly piped up with as you turned the tv on and the question took you by surprise.
āWhy didnāt he ask me himself?ā
āCause he thinks youāre scaryā he winked āIām kidding, he was pretty out of it last night when we made plans and he knew Iād probably see this morningā
āSo now itās just standard that I kick the girls out your house for you? And all your friends know about itā
āPretty much. Iāve given you excellent reviews so if you get calls for similar from the others you can thank me laterā he teased but you werenāt in the mood to argue with him anymore. Huffing as you relaxed back into the sofa but he was soon poking your leg with his finger. āYou coming next week or what? Weāve got a section booked so there wonāt hundreds of people and you donāt know Iāll pay for youā
āIām not worried about paying, Maseā you told him even though in the back of your mind you were a little bit. Mason like to go to the most expensive places and drink the most expensive things and you couldnt keep up with him half the time so the offer of him playing always settled your nerves when it was nights out like this. āCan I bring Olivia?ā
āWhoās Olivia?ā
āThat new girl from work I was telling you about the other day? The one thatās just moved here and doesn't know anyoneā you told him before realising he probably hadnāt been listening the whole time you were talking about her before.
āIs she hot?ā
āMason-ā
āIm kidding, Iām kidding, You can bring the pope for all I careā he shrugged but you knew even if you asked him not to go near her he still would.
āMason I'm serious, I donāt want you anywhere near her okay? youāll make things awkward at work and she wouldnāt touch you with with a barge pole anywayā
āWow y/n, Iām bruisedā he told you, hand on his heart to make it look like he was hurt but you could tell from the tone of his voice he didnāt care.
āSheās got something going on with someone at work and if you ruin it Iāll kill youā you threatened but he just held his hands up in mock surrender. āWho else is gonna be there?ā
āOh the usualā he told you. Reeling off some names you knew plus a few guys you donāt know and you knew what that meant. Mason wanted to try and set you up with someone he knew and even though you appreciate the sentiment you couldnāt think of anything worse.
At this point you thought he just felt sorry for you and was trying his hardest to find you anyone. Youād never had a boyfriend, never been in a real relationship or even been on that many dates. Any you did happen to go on always ended in the same way with that same awful message. I see you more as a friend than a girlfriend but Iād love to stay in touch and you didnāt know what was wrong with you. Even though Mason sometimes tried to help, you didnāt want to attract boys like him and his friends so any new boy he was suggesting you almost always never gave a proper chance.
āI was thinking maybe I could put some feelers out? You know put a good word in with a few of the lads and see if any are interested-ā
āIād rather eat my own eyeballs than date one of your friendsā you told him, looking up to his horrified face and just like usual you kept poking the bear. āI only hang out with you cause youāre practically my brother, but the ones that choose to be your friends? I have serious questions for themā
āAnd yet here you are, spending your morning with me. The main culpritā
āNot for much longer, Iām meeting the guys at level up for lunchā you smiled and he rolled his eyes in annoyance at you.
āSo you used me for my flour and eggs, thatās what Iām getting from thisā
āI wouldnāt even be here if you could just keep it in your pants for five secondsā you reminded him, giving Ace a quick scratch between the ears before you stood up so you could get going but Mason being Mason had to get a few more digs in.
āOh whatever you big dork. Go play with your silly little puzzles then while I fend for myselfā
Level Up was a gaming cafe in town and you met up with some friends from uni once a month to catch up and play some games but you mostly went there for the puzzles. There was something you loved about starting with a big pile of nothing and ending with something beautiful. It calmed you but almost made your brain feel alive at the same time so it was worth the teasing from Mason's end even if he did think it made you really uncool.
āWhatever, Maseā you mumbled, gathering your stuff up and making your way to the door before he could say anything else to upset you but you already felt like heād ruined your day.
You managed to forget about him by the time youād made it to Level Up. Catching up with your friends from uni, forgetting all that had happened that morning and getting lost in what you loved before making your way back home in the early afternoon. Feeling a lot better about yourself than you had that morning.
Your week at work flew by and soon enough it was Friday and you were at your flat with Olivia getting ready for your night out. Thankfully sheās said yes to coming and it had given you something to bond over that week. She too had moved to Manchester from down south after uni and was finding the transition a bit strange so youād taken her under your wing in hopes you could make some more friends around here besides Mason. As much as you loved him you couldnāt stand to be around him for long periods of time anymore and wanted someone else to hang out with who didnāt make you feel so awful about yourself.
Once the pair of you were ready you set out for a cocktail bar first. Getting a few fancy pre drinks in whilst you chatted over some office gossip and just as you were leaving you posted a few stories to instagram. Seeing straight away that Mason had viewed them and almost as if by magic he was calling you.
āIs that really what youāre wearing?ā He asked, the question making your heart drop as you looked down at your out outfit. Admittedly it was your usual but you wanted to be a bit comfortable and it was an outfit youād always felt good in. His comments deflating you immediately and you felt like turning around and going home.
āWhatās wrong with it?ā You asked in a small voice. Wrapping your jacket around you a little bit further and Olivia looked at you with curious eyes but you just gave her a reassuring smile and carried on listening to Mason.
āI mean itās fine but likeā¦ well thatās it. Itās fineā he admitted causing you to gulp back the frog in your throat so you didnāt burst into tears. āLook Iām trying my hardest here to help you get some but you need to start showing a bit of skin. Like if Iām interested in a girl I wanna see a bit more yeah? You need to advertise what youāve got on offer or youāll never get any business.ā
āIām not looking for business and I certainly donāt want to look like someone youāre interested inā you hit back, trying to make him hurt a little bit but you knew it was useless. Your comments were like water off a ducks back to him. āWhen I find the right guy heāll love how I dressā
āIām a guy, y/n. Weāre all the sameā
āYeah well Iāve just about had enough of you tonight. I think Iād rather join a nunnery at this pointā you huffed, feeling Olivia tug on your arm as you made it to the door of the club. āWere just outside Iāll see you in a secā
āYour names on the door, they should just let you throughā he confirmed and once youād said goodbye you were let in by the doorman who led you over to your section. meeting Mason's eyes almost immediately but his were soon on Olivia and you knew it was about to be a long night. āYou gonna introduce me then?ā
āHi to you tooā you quipped, watching him roll his eyes as he pulled you into his side for a quick hug but it was over before you knew it as his eyes settled on Oliviaās legs. āMason this is Olivia, Olivia this is Masonā
āHi Olivia, y/nās told me a lot about youā he smiled and you knew that smile anywhere. He was about to flirt his little bum off even after youād told him not too. āIt's nice to finally meet youā
āYou too, thanks for letting me comeā she smiled sweetly, trying to be polite but youād already warned her about Mason and his antics and you were hoping she could see right through him.
āOh youāre invited anytimeā he winked. āCan I get you a drink?ā
āOh umā¦ yeah sure, y/n-ā
āāItās alright I know her order off by heartā he winked before nodding her over to the bar where she followed him after giving you a quick wave.
You took this time to go and say happy birthday to Woody, one of Mason's friends you actually liked as heād been around almost as long as you had but just like you had fallen into the trap of letting him get away with things he probably shouldnāt.
āWhatās wrong?ā He asked, noticing your disgruntled expression fairly quickly but you just sighed before rubbing your head.
āI explicitly told Mason not to flirt with her but heās all over her, I can't stand that boy sometimesā you huffed, motioning over to where he was standing with Olivia. His hand on her back and his eyes on her chest and you heard Woody sigh next to you.
āYou know what heās like, sees a pair of boobs and forgets all logicā he tried to joke but you werenāt in the mood.
You could see Olivia looking for you, your eyes meeting after a few seconds where she gave you the āhelp meā look and you made your way straight over to get her. Gripping Mason's shoulder as you popped yourself in between them and even though you werenāt looking at him you could feel the annoyance radiating off of him.
āThanks for the drink Mase, weāre gonna go have a danceā you interrupted, not missing the way he rolled his eyes at you as he tried to speak again but youād already pulled Olivia away and onto the dance floor where you were both giggling as you got lost in the crowd.
āCorr heās a right flirt, you werenāt joking weāre youā
āHonestly he should come with a warning labelā you groaned. āIām really sorry, I did tell him to keep it in his pantsā
āDonāt worry about it, itās quite flatteringā she giggled before wrapping an arm around your shoulders. āLetās just keep it between us, by the looks of things heās already moved onā she told you and once you looked around you could see him chatting up some other girl and you decided to leave him to it. Rolling your eyes before you and Olivia got lost in the crowd and danced your little socks off.
When Olivia needed the loo, you let her know youād go and get the pair of you some more drinks and once at the bar you were ambushed by the man youād been trying to avoid for the last hour.
āThanks for that earlier, you jumped in at the wrong time just as usualā Mason exclaimed but you just turned to smile at him sweetly and the action caught him off guard.
āNo thank you, for completely ignoring me when I asked you not to flirt with her as sheās seeing someone and I didnāt want to make things awkward at workā you reminded him but you noticed how he shut his eyes before looking back at you with a smirk and you knew he was about to get nasty.
āSo let me get this straight, Oliviaās been working with you for what, three weeks?ā He commented and his comment surprised you as you didnāt think heād been listening to you that well whenever you spoke about her but clearly he had.
āJust about, yeahā
āAnd sheās already seeing someone?ā
āI mean itās not official but-ā
āSo she can find someoneā¦ but youāve been there years and-ā
āOh get fucked Maseā you spat, your blood boiling at what he was trying to say and you had to restrain yourself from throwing the drinks that had just been placed infront of you in his face. Mason had just put them on his tab though and you didnāt want to have to pay for your own so you just balled your fists up and tried to let it wash over you. āAre you getting a kick out of being an arsehole to me tonight or something?ā
āIām just pointing out-ā
āWell donāt, keep your big nose out of my businessā you told him, cutting him off mid sentence but you knew your comments hadnāt hurt him. Nothing ever did.
āLow blow, y/n. Low blow. Youāre lucky Iām not self conscious about it as I know it comes in handyā he teased. Licking his lips to insinuate something sexual and you felt the disgust roll through you. āCome on, letās go sit. Weāve barely spoken all nightā
āNo, I donāt want toā
āHey, donāt be like thatā he frowned, but you were done talking to him tonight and youād have been quite happy to have a few days' break from him after tonightās interactions.
āIām not being like anythingā you huffed, seeing Olivia coming back out from the loo and you used this as your opportunity to get away from him. āOliviaās back, I need to goā you told him but you didnāt wait for a reaction. Picking up your drinks and making your way over to her but you werenāt in the mood to be happy anymore.
You found a quiet corner with Olivia so you could sit and bitch for a bit, mostly about Mason but you moved onto the topic of people you didnāt like at work until she opened up about Joe from the IT department who sheād got the eyes for. Apparently theyād hit it off from the first day when he handed her her laptop and sheād been falling for him ever since. Sometimes making up issues and submitting tickets for non-existent problems so they could talk and even though you thought it was cute and you were happy for her, Mason's words from before were playing in your mind.
Why did things like this never happen to you? Why could everyone else find someone but you were forever stuck on the sidelines waiting to be picked. You were used to it now and you told yourself you were over it but there were moments like now when it stung and you didnāt want to think about anything anymore.
If truth be told you didnāt want to even be in this club anymore and when Olivia had to make a call you used the time to your advantage to try and find Mason to let him know you were going. Not that it would have made much difference to him as youād barely spoken all night but when you made your way back to your section you knew something was off.
āWhatās everyone laughing at?ā You asked as you approached Woody and a few of the other boys. Woody's appearing awkward but you could see all the other boys were loving whatever was happening. āWhereās Mason?ā
āTrust me, you donāt wanna knowā one of the guys laughed but you were just confused as to what was happening.
āWhat?ā You asked, turning towards Woody in hopes heād give you a bit more of an answer but you could tell he didnāt want to. An embarrassed and guilty look on his face as you raised your brows at him until he eventually spoke.
āHeās um, heās in the looā Woody gulped but you didnāt understand what the issue was.
āOkay?ā
āHeās not alone in thereā he whispered and the realisation hit you like a truck.
āYouāre joking? Please tell me youāre jokingā you whispered back, eyes flying around the room to see if anyone else had caught on but thankfully it was just his little gaggle of yes men that were in on it.
āWell he didnāt exactly hide itā Woody told you but before you could say anything else there was movement from the corner of your eye and you could see he was emerging from the disabled loo with a stupid smirk on his face and you felt sick to your stomach.
The boys were laughing louder immediately but all you felt was embarrassment. Embarrassed that he was your friend and he thought this was okay, embarrassed for whatever poor girl heād taken in there and embarrassed that clearly everyone knew what was going on and he was just fine with it.
You watched him talk to security before coming back over to your section. The boys slapping his back before he tried to wrap an arm around your shoulder but you just shrugged him off as soon as he touched you. Not even bothering to look up at his disgruntled face as your eyes were trained on the where heād just come from and before long the girl emerged.
You watched her walk over to the man Mason had just spoken to, Mason clearly telling her heād put her name in the list for your section but you doubt he even knew her name in the first place and you felt awful as she looked around for Mason to let her in. You were on the edge of marching over there yourself and telling them to let her through but you didnāt want to cause more of a scene so you just turned to Mason who was looking at you with an amused grin.
āSeriously, Mason? I know you clearly donāt give a shit but thatās such an awful thing to doā
āOh stop getting your knickers in a twist, itās not like I fucked herā he told you matter of factly an you gasped at the way heād just spoken to you.
āWhat?ā
āI mean Iāll spare you the details but letās just say she took very good care of meā
āOh fuck off, I donāt wanna know thatā you told him, wrapping your arms around yourself as if you were trying to block him out but he kept laughing at you like he found the whole thing hilarious.
āOh y/n donāt be such a grumpā he laughed. āMaybe you should think about getting yourself a bit, hopefully they might be able to pull that stick out your arseā
Mason words cut you deep, and you knew heād only said it as he was playing on your biggest insecurity but that made it worse somehow. Youād opened up to Mason a few times about how unlucky in love you felt you were, how you never seemed to grab anyoneās attention. You knew he tried to help on nights out sometimes but nothing ever worked and you werenāt as on board with one night stands as Mason so clearly was. You were the definition of a wallflower and as much as you knew you had a lot of love to give the right person you grew more worried day by day that it would never be a reality for you.
You knew your face had dropped, Masonās too once heād realised what heād said and that heād taken it too far but you refused to show how upset you were, not just by what heād said but everything that had happened tonight.
āYouāre a right dick sometimesā you told him quietly, picking your bag up and storming out. You could hear the faint sound of him scoffing behind you but you didnāt have the energy to turn around and berate him anymore. Your eyes already stinging and the sadness rippled over you but you held it together so you could get out the door and sort yourself an Uber out.
You wondered if he might have followed you outside to come and apologise right away but you knew that would never happen. As long as Mason was happy in Mason land he didnāt care what he did or said to anyone else and even though you thought you might have been the exception, that clearly wasnāt the case anymore.
āY/n? What are you doing out here?ā You heard, Turing to see Olivia walking over to you with a concerned expression but you just blinked the tears away and gave her a half hearted smile.
āJust getting some airā you smiled. āListen, Iām so sorry about tonight. I didnāt realise he was gonna be such an arseā you apologised but you could see from her face it was all fine and she didn't care.
āItās not your fault, yeah? Youāre not responsible for himā she told you and you felt lighter at her words until she gave you a look you couldn't quite place. āBut please donāt hate me, Iāve just been on the phone to Joe and heās invited me over. You donāt mind if I go, do you?ā She asked and even though it stung slightly you couldn't blame her. Not when you were on your way home too now.
āOf course not, don't be sillyā you reassured her, thinking that might be the end of it but the sympathetic smile she gave you made you feel worse somehow.
āAre you going back in?ā
āI think I might just head home, Iāve had enough of him tonightā you joked but she knew she could tell there was an air of truth behind it.
āDonāt let him ruin your night, why donāt you come with me?ā She offered but you just looked back at her in confusion.
āWhat? To hang out with you and Joe? I donāt think heāll be too happy with thatā
āOh no heās at a party at his friends house not too far from here, thereās a load of people there and a few from work so youāll know a load of themā she explained and the idea of it being more than just the two of them sweetened the deal a bit.
āI donāt knowā
āPleeeeeeease. Donāt let that horrible boy upset you, plus Iām not done hanging out with you yet. Mason aside Iāve had fun tonightā she pouted and you felt your resolve slipping. āCome on, Iāll pay for the Uber and everythingā
āOkay fineā you laughed. Jumping into the car with her when it turned up and you were only ten minutes into being there once you realised what a good choice youād made. You never hung out with your colleagues outside of work but you had a lot of fun and even made some new friends. The whole experience teaching you that there was more to life than Mason and you made a promise to yourself to take a step back from him for your own sake.
You made it home at around 3am in a taxi with a friend of Joes whoād promised to get you home safely. Youād been talking for most of the night and it was a complete 180 from being with Mason. He made you feel important and heard and when he kissed you cheek at your front door you felt your knees wobble. You blamed it on the drink and being so touch starved but once your were inside you realised how much of a good time youād had without Mason once more.
The constant fear of what he was going to say or do next, the need to clean up his mess that inevitably always came and the growing embarrassment that came from being around him was getting you down. All you could think about was a break from him and If truth be told you needed a break from everything at this point so made a mental note to book some time off of work for a little break now the weather was getting nicer to go and see your auntie in Spain as a little something to look forward too.
Youād seen Mason had text you a few hours ago. Wondering where youād gone and to text him back but you left it. Not wanting to talk to him right now so you got undressed and got into bed so you could wait for the inevitable hangover in the morning.
It was 8am when you woke up and knew your phone was going off every few minutes but you ignored it, not in the mood for whoever it was and when you hadnāt received a text for a while you had a quick Look I see they were all from Mason.
You didnāt believe his empty threats, ignoring everything heād written and rolling over onto your other side so you could get back to sleep and thankfully it came easily as you were still so exhausted. He could work things out for himself for one morning surely?
You were expecting your head to be pounding when you next woke up, but youād never felt it like this before. Never heard it in your ears so intensely or heard your name being called over and over until you realised it wasnāt what you thought and when you recognised Mason's voice you groaned into your pillow.
āY/n! Are you in there?ā You heard him call. Hoping you could just ignore him and heād go away but Mason being Mason didnāt let up. āRight Iāve not heard or seen you since last night, I donāt know where you are or what youāre doing so Iām calling the policeā
āOh fuck offā you huffed, storming out of bed in just your underwear and a tiny T-shirt so you could tell him off, watching Masons head snap up when you opened the door and you didnāt miss the way his eyes trailed all over you.
āWhat the fuck are you doing?ā You spat, pulling him inside and slamming the door shut before turning to face him with a furious glare. He was looking straight back at you the same way though and youād never seen him so mad in all the years youād known him.
āAre you kidding me? What the fuck are you doing? Why are you ignoring me?ā
āAre you being serious right now?
āCompletely. And can you go and get dressed you freaking me outā he remarked but you just placed your hands on your hips and made him look at you.
āNo I canātā you told him and you knew he wasn't comfortable with you standing there in next to nothing so you used it to your advantage. āYou were awful to me last night Mason, I mean youāve not been nice for a while but last night tipped me over the edgeā
āWhat did I do?ā
āWhat didnāt you do!ā You exploded, seeing him visibly jump as he wasnāt expecting it but you just kept going, releasing all the pent up aggression and anger heād made you feel lately and you could feel the tears stinging behind your eyes. āYouāre so rude about me, about the way I dress and just how I am. I told you specifically not to go near Olivia and you did. Not to mention that poor girl you used in the toilet, I take it she wasnāt the same girl you took home last?ā
āWell no but-ā
āI just, I donāt like what youāre turning into and Iām not gonna sit by and watch it happen anymore so if you still want me around you need to fix up and fix up fastā
āYou canāt tell me what to doā he scoffed, the playfulness he usually spoke at you with now completely vanished and you had a feeling deep in your tummy that this wasnāt going to end well yet you carried on.
āWell if you carry on like this then Iām out Mason. I donāt wanna surround myself with you and the people you hang out with anymoreā
āOh you thoughtā¦ oh thatās hilariousā he laughed, clutching his tummy like youād just told him the funniest joke in the world. āYou actually think I care if you don't wanna talk to me anymore? That Iād care if I upset you? You really think telling me that is gonna make me change? Get real y/n, weāre not 13 anymoreā
āWhat?ā you breathed, his words feeling like a punch in the gut as he stared down at you and as much as you were trying to be the bigger person in this and make him see how awful he was being, you felt awfully small.
āWell letās face it, itās not like weāre even from the same universe at this point and everything I do you take the wrong wayā he told you and you could feel yourself shrinking as he turned the tables. Bracing yourself to feel his full wrath as you knew he didnāt like being told off āYouāre so uptight, y/n and is it any wonder why?ā
āYou donāt have to get so personal all the timeā
āBut youāre allowed to? Youāre allowed to have a go at me cause I fuck around a bit and actually enjoy my life rather than play kids games and and make out Iām holier than thou? Just cause no oneās ever found you attractive doesnāt mean anyone else isnāt allowed any funā
You never thought he could be this mean. His words from last night paled into comparison from what he was saying now and you unconsciously wrapped your arms around yourself as he tore you to shreds.
āYou know I tried to be a good friend, I tried my hardest to find you someone but you throw it back in my face everytime. Not that I think it would have mattered anyway cause they all tell me youāre too stuck up for your own good. No ones ever gonna want you y/n, cause you make it fucking impossibleā
āI've never been good enough for you have I?ā You whispered, watching the muscle in his jaw flex as a single tear rolled down your cheek, but his face remained hard as you tried to let him know how you felt no matter how heartbroken you were. āYou know I always thought it was a bit of fun and teasing, you calling me a nerd or whatever but actually donāt like me, do you? But Iām good enough when you need me, Iām good enough to come over and kick out whatever girl you need kicking out. Good enough to cook for you and get you everything you needā ā
āOh fuck off, y/nā he spat, looking away from you and trying to make his way to the door. āYou think I need you that much? Have a laugh, I only kept you around cause you came in handy sometimesā he laughed, trying his hardest to hurt you and even though it was working you could see in his eyes he didnāt mean it. āPeople leave me all the time, why should I give a shit if you do too?ā
āMase-ā
āNah itās fine, Iāll go. Sorry for giving a shit about you, I know not to do that again. Donāt worry I wonāt be backā
You knew exactly what he was doing. He was being defensive because you were upset with him and he wanted to make you feel bad too. You knew he could be mean but never like this and when he slammed your door in your face you stood there for a few moments just taking it all in. Replaying all the awful things heād said to you before walking like a zombie back to bed and hiding under the covers so you could let a few tears out but not many came. Too in shock at hurt about what heād said to form any real emotions but as the days went on you felt worse and worse about yourself.
Three weeks went by and you didnāt hear a peep from him. Wondering if maybe you should message him first but after a day you realised he was the one that messed up and you didnāt want to be running after him. Heād completely disappeared from online and youād even had a cheeky look on some of his update accounts to see if heād been spotted anywhere but it was just the usual training pictures and nothing more.
It was difficult, getting angrier as the days went by before sadness took its place. He was your best friend and had been for years but you hated everything heād become and you weren't about to push your boundaries to accommodate him anymore. Not after all the awful things heād said to you either that wouldnāt stop plaguing your mind.
Youād never felt as ugly as you did right now. His words had hit home as it was things youād always thought about yourself but to hear them actually vocalised from the person who you thought you meant a lot to stung in a way nothing else ever had. Realising maybe you would be on your own for a long time as there clearly was something wrong with you and as the days passed the harder you cried.
Cried for the friendship you once had, cried for the words heād spat in your face and cried for how awful you felt about yourself and how lonely you were night after night as you rarely spoke to anyone in fear of your emotions taking over now.
You tried to let it go, carrying on as normal but you could tell Olivia knew something was up. Letting you know she was there for you when you needed but for now you just wanted to wallow a little.
You were sat at home getting lost in a new true crime documentary when you felt your phone ring. Glancing down to see Mason's picture filling up your screen and you instantly froze. Too panicked to answer as you didnāt know what youād say to him right now so you just stared down at the screen until the call ended. Anxious to see if he would call you back at all but he didnāt and you presumed it was a mistake until the next day when a text came through from him on your lunch break.
What did he want?
You presumed it was to apologise but at this point you didnāt want to hear it. Heād done and said enough and you were still getting over most of it so to have him back in your life seemed counter intuitive.
So you left him on read and forgot about him. Spending your lunch break with Olivia and Joe but by the time you were back at your desk he was all you could think about. His text had left a weird feeling in your tummy and you felt a little bad about knowing he wanted to presumably apologise but you wouldn't let him but what youād said was true. You really werenāt ready just yet.
Sandra was a person you considered your work mum. A slightly older woman who worked on reception and was the smiling face that always greeted you every morning but she was also the woman you went to for advice and to have a moan to. Sheās never judged you or told you what to do but it was nice getting an opinion from someone so wise so knowing you were going to see her filled you with a calmness you hadnāt felt in a while.
āTheyāve not got your favourite left, but I got you a kitkatā you smiled as you approached the reception desk, noticing Sandra was looking back at you with an awkward smile that confused you until you looked to your left and were met with the brown eyed boy youād been avoiding. āMason? How did you even get in here?ā
āI let him inā Sandra smiled, looking over at Mason with a wink and you could see him send her an appreciative smile as he made his way closer to you. Only then clicking the giant bunch of pink and white tulips in his arms and your chest felt tight at the sight of them.
āYou shouldnāt have done thatā you told her lowly, hoping he wouldnāt be able to hear but Sandra had other ideas and brought him into the conversation.
āOh come on y/n, how can you say no to that faceā she pouted, tilting her head over to him and once you looked back at Mason his usual cheeky smile adorned his lips as he playfully batted his eyelashes at you. āYou need to talk to him anywayā
āNo I donāt, whatās he told you?ā you argued back. You purposefully hadn't told Sandra anything about what was going on with Mason as you were embarrassed and wanted to deal with it on your own but you should have known sheād find out eventually. Mothers always do.
āThat you wonāt talk to him and that he wants to tell you how sorry he isā
āWell he can tell me that himselfā you huffed, crossing your arms over your chest before you heard him not so subtly coughing. Looking up to find him glancing between the pair of you like he was reminding you he was still there.
āI would if you gave me a chanceā he laughed before shyly nodding over to the sofa where guests usually waited. Silently asking you to come with him so you could talk a bit more privately and you reluctantly walked over after a beat. Watching Mason pluck a flower from the bouquet in his arms to give to Sandra as a thank you and you almost cracked a smile at how she blushed when she took it. The pair of them whispering a little before he turned to face you and he walked over like a naughty school boy.
āDo we have to do this now?ā You asked. Not wanting to have this conversation with him here and now but since youād been avoiding him you hadnāt given him many other options and you could tell from the way he was looking at you he was determined to speak with you.
āYes, we do. Youāre ignoring me and left me no choiceā
āCan you just be quick?ā You asked, not wanting to air your dirty laundry in the reception where Sandra could quite easily hear everything and even though you felt bad heād put the effort in to come and see you, you were practically turning him away.
āY/n-
āPlease, Mase. Iām at workā
āFine, Iāll goā he huffed and the heartbroken look on his face made your tummy churn. āOnly if you agree I can come over later and apologise properlyā he told you but you didnāt agree straight away and you could see he was getting desperate. āY/n pleaseā
āOkay fineā you sighed, nodding your head as you knew it would have to be done sooner or later and since he was making the effort you thought you should cut him some slack. His face softened immediately before his eyes fell to the flowers in his hands that he passed to you in with a shy smile
āThese are for you, your favouriteā
āThank youā you whispered, taking them carefully and you knew your face was turning red as you held them to your chest. This was the first bunch of flowers anyone had ever bought you and you could feel your eyes welling up at the fact heād remembered your favourite ones.
āWell itās the least you deserveā he nodded but you didnāt know what to say to him, standing there awkwardly until he coughed. āWhat time will you be home?ā
āAround sixā
āOkay well, maybe I could bring us some food over and weāll talkā
āOkayā you whispered, nodding gently before looking down as you were so overwhelmed with emotions.
He didnāt say anything after that, just touched your arm and planted a quick kiss on your forehead before walking back over to Sandra so he could sign out of the visors book. His action confused you as he never showed you signs of affection aside from the occasional hug so the kiss only made you blush even more. Giving yourself a few seconds to calm down before eventually joining them at the desk.
āLeaving so soon? Sandra pouted as Mason approached her and you couldnāt help but roll your eyes at the way she was so clearly wrapped around his finger already.
āYeah, this one wants me goneā he teased, signing his name in the box but Sandra just threw you a disappointed look and you felt awful instantly.
āOh y/nā she tutted before looking back at Mason with doe eyes. āIf it were up to me Iād let you stayā
āAnd thatās why you're my number one girlā he told her. Flashing her his killer smile and sending her wink before turning back to you. āIāll see you later, okay?ā
You didnāt answer, just nodded before he left with a sad smile and as soon as he was out the door you felt Sandraās eyes burning holes into the side of your head.
āI tell you what, if I was 30 years younger that boy would be in serious troubleā she told you, fanning herself with a sheet of paper from her notebook and you felt your resolve crack instantly.
āGod sake Sandraā you laughed. It was clear that Mason was a hit with the ladies but you didnāt know heād have this hold over someone like Sandra.
āWhatās he done? Is it really that bad or are you just making him sweat?ā She asked casually, the need to spill your guts to her was as overwhelming as ever but something was telling you to keep it under wraps until things with him were sorted so you didnāt say anything you might regret.
āHeās not been the best for a while but we had a massive argument a few weeks back after he pushed everything a bit too far so weāve not spoken in a whileā
āIād just kiss and make up if I were you, heās too pretty to be mad atā she teased and you knew you were blushing again. This time out of sheer awkwardness.
āItās not like that, Sandra. Heās my best friend, nothing more, okay? No kissing or whatever else you think might be going onā
āIām not sure about thatā she mused āHe doesnāt look at you like a friendā
āThatās cause heās trying to get on my good side probablyā
āHmmm, weāll seeā she winked but you didnāt want to listen anymore. Quickly making your way back to your desk so she couldnāt try and marry you off to your best friend but you could feel everyoneās eyes on you as you walked through with your flowers. Even Olivia sent you a curious look but you motioned that youād text her later to explain.
You couldnāt focus for the rest of the afternoon. Mason's flowers that were sitting on your desk were a constant reminder that youād have to see him later and you werenāt sure if you were ready to forgive him yet, if ever. Everything heād said to you and the way heād made you feel was still fresh in your mind and you knew they would take a while to recover from.
You were sick and tired of forgiving him for the cycle to start over again but you couldnāt deny you missed him. Yes things had gotten way out of control but you missed your movie nights and catch ups. You even missed making breakfast together after youād kicked another girl out for him but you knew it all had to stop. He was a man now and able to look after himself and thatās what you wanted to tell him.
You werenāt expecting him to be on time, he never usually was, but at quarter past six there was a knock on your door. He was earlier than you thought heād be and when you answered he stood there looking as guilty as ever with a few pizza boxes in his hands and you sent him a small smile before nodding him in.
āCome in, you whispered, walking him into your living room so he could set the pizza down on the coffee table and take a seat but the only choice you had was to sit next to him as you could only fit a small sofa in here. Your flat wasnāt the biggest in the world and Mason always told you heād pay for you to live somewhere nicer but it was time like these you were glad he didnāt. Not knowing what might happen if things went up in smoke.
āCan I talk first? Iāve just been thinking about what I wanna say for days and I donāt wanna mess it upā he asked you but you just nodded. Not sure what you wanted to say yourself yet so you figured youād sit and listen to what he wanted to say first.
āThatās fineā you whispered, watching him get settled in his seat before launching into his monologue.
āOkay well, I just wanted to tell you how sorry I am for everythingā he gulped āI know Iāve been the biggest dick and Iāve hurt you but I really am sorry and Iām gonna prove it to you if youāll let meā he confirmed and you felt his words swimming through your veins. Never once had you heard him like before let alone hear the words Iām sorry come out of his mouth and look like he meant it.
āLast time I saw you, when I went off on one, I was just hurt that youād called me out and I wanted to get you back for it. I know thatās childish and stupid but you hit home with everything you said and I couldnāt take itā he told you. Clasping his hands together as some form of distraction as he spoke and you knew he was trying his best to hold it together.
āYouāve always been there for me, you know? Youāve always done things for me that you shouldnāt have and youāve stuck up for me when you didnāt need to but Iāve surrounded myself with the complete wrong people who donāt care about me. Theyāre looking for a good time and never tell me no so I thought it was great, but not having you around has just made me realise theyāre not the sort of people I need in my life, yeah? Youāre what I needā
His strangled voice was pulling at your heartstrings but no matter what he was saying you didnāt want to jump right in and accept his apology. There was so much you wanted to say and that you needed him to know about how heād treated you. You could see he was sorry and it was evident that he was hurt but if you didnāt want to let him off easy, you wanted him to understand exactly how you were feeling and leave nothing unsaid so you could move away from it and hopefully move on.
āPlease say somethingā he gulped, wanting to hear something from you straight away but you knew as soon as you started you wouldn't be able to stop.
āThank you for apologising, it really does mean a lot to me that you came here but i'm really hurt Mase and Iām not really sure what to sayā you told him. Your voice sounding thick no matter how hard you tried to hold the tears in and you watched the heartbreak on his face as he saw you get upset.
āIt just sucked, I guess. To feel like you only ever called me when you needed me, like to get rid of someone or if I fit into your plans. Just felt like you didnāt give a damn about me ever. Iāve never said anything or judged you about the way you acted, not until recently at least, cause weāre friends but maybe I should have. Like just told you no a couple of times but I just felt so small to you and that it wouldnāt make a differenceā
You could tell he wanted to speak, to let you know that it was all untrue and that he cared about you more than anything but he didnāt butt in. He let you speak and gave you your time to get everything out you needed to and it was more therapeutic than you thought it would be.
āYou know I remember the last time I knew I couldnāt count on you anymore. It was my last year at uni and I had an evening class so I could present my final project but all the trains were messed up and I had to walk there in the end through the rainā you sniffed and when you looked at him you knew he knew what night you were talking about. āIt took me just under an hour and I was late in the end so I got docked points and had to make it up with some extra credit but I called you. I called you and you said you were sorry but you were stuck in an important meeting and you couldnāt get out of itā you hiccuped and itās like he didnāt want to hear any more. His hands covering his eyes as he shook his head from side to side but you kept going. āBut then when I got home and I just wanted someone to talk to and rant to there were pictures of you plastered online with some random girl in your lap and I knew youād lied to meā
āIām sorryā he blubbed, looking up at you with red eyes and a wobbly bottom lip but even that didnāt stop you from carrying on. The words pouring out from your mouth like a waterfall as years of hurt made their way to the surface.
āYou made me feel so worthless when Iāve stuck around since day dot. You always spout about his family is everything to you but I thought that included me? And I felt like I never meant a thingā
āYou did- you do. You mean everything to me I swear. Please please donāt say that it kills meā he sobbed before finally reaching for you. Pulling you into his body and you let yourself hide in his neck as the tears fell from your eyes. āI was a dick for no reason and youāre the last person I should have taken anything out on. Youāre right, I was disgusting and I didnāt care about anyone else and you were the first person I actually cared about who told me no and I couldn't take itā
āYou really hurt meā
āI know I did and I can't tell you how sorry I amā he cried. āI know Iām not easy to be around or easy to keep up with but youāve always been there and I took you for granted. I honestly didnāt see what I was doing wrong cause no one ever told me, like everyone just let me do what I wanted but I get it now, I really do. I was just so caught up in having a good time and not thinking about the consequences so I took things too far. I know Iām probably out of second chances but I need to ask again cause I canāt lose youā
Your silence was deafening for him and you knew he wanted some sort of answer from you. Eventually sitting up and making you look at him and even though he looked panicked his voice was calm as he carried on speaking.
āIām a fuck up okay? I know I am and I know the last thing you probably want or need is me coming back into your life to cause you more stress again but this massive fuck up has misssd you so so muchā
You couldnāt stop the little chuckle that fell from your lips. The sound making him smile too before he took your hands in his.
āIām sorry for embarrassing you, Iām sorry for all the lies Iāve told and all the horrible shit Iāve said about you and Iām sorry for the constant 8am wakeup calls on a Saturday cause I canāt control myself. I know how to behave and I know what I need to do so Iāll just do it yeah? No more calling you up to kick girls out for me cause they wonāt be there in the first place. You need me and Iāll do whatever I can to get there for you and do exactly what you do for me everyday. These few weeks without you have been awful and Iām sorry it took us getting to this point to make me see but Iād rather get rid of everyone in my circle if it meant I got to keep youā he confirmed as he squeezed your hands a bit tighter. āWhat do you say, huh? Do you think we could work something out?ā
āI mean, youāre right. It probably is the last thing I needā you started, watching his head sink as his eyes fell to his lap but you just considered it a tiny bit of payback for now. āBut I canāt lie and say that I havenāt missed you too,ā you told him. Voice wobbling at the end as your emotions took over and you could see he was also finding it hard to take. āBut I miss the old Mason, I miss my friendā
āIām still here I promise. Just give me a chance and Iāll show you Iām still in hereā
āPlease donāt make me regret itā you whispered but you didnāt have a chance to say anything else. Mason bundling you into his arms and the feeling of his arms around you settled you more than anything else had and when he pulled back to smile at you, you felt your heart flutter in your chest. āJust because youāve apologised doesnāt mean things can go back to the way they were. I might need some timeā
āI know, I donāt want that either. Iām gonna prove to you how much Iāve changed and weāll go at your pace. I just needed to apologise and thatās whether you accepted it or not, but I really would love it if you didā
āI doā you told him, your face crumpling once again but he was quick to wrap you up and comfort you once again.
Over the next few weeks he was an angel, giving you the space you needed but also checking in when he could. Things felt normal but so different at the same time and the relief of having your friend back was overwhelming. It was two weeks later when you next saw him in person though, Mason messaging you early Friday evening to see what you were up to the next day but you werenāt expecting his response.
The fact he was offering to drive was tempting. You hated lugging heavy bags on the train and the fact the prospect of food was involved was even more appealing but you hadnāt hung out like this in a long time even before your big fight. Mostly because he was always busy but also because youād just silently grown apart in that way. Mason liked getting his own way and him doing things for other people didnāt fall into that category.
You had a lot to do and the last thing you needed was him getting bored and rushing you round before spending an afternoon with him trying to annoy you. You knew it was mean but you wanted to put him off a little bit so you could shop in peace but you didnāt want him to think you were still mad at him and didnāt want to hang out.
His message made your heart sink. He really was trying and you knew he wanted more opportunities to prove himself but before you could think about it anymore he was messaging you again to try and convince you even more and you couldnāt deny him this time.
When 9 rolled around the next morning he was there. Standing by his car as he opened the door for you after a quick hug and you promised yourself youād try and be positive about today and give him a chance to prove himself if thatās what he really wanted.
āYou eaten?ā He asked as you got bucked in, knowing how hungry you got in the mornings but you always prioritised sleep over eating. You had a little bit of extra time today though so you nodded your head at him but didnāt miss how his face dropped slightly.
āI had some toastā
āOh okay, I umā¦ I picked you up one of those juices you like and a pastry but if you donāt want it thatās fineā he mumbled, looking slightly embarrassed and you felt your heart race at how thoughtful heād been.
āOhā¦ oh no Iāll have it. You know what Iām like, always starvingā you laughed, accepting the little bag and juice heād picked you up with a smile and you could see how shy he looked. An expression he didnāt usually wear and his soft smile made your heart flutter in your chest. āThank you, Maseā
āItās okayā he whispered, starting the car so he could look away from you and even though the drive was fairly silent with just the low sound of his music playing, you didnāt feel awkward.
āYou coming then?ā You asked as he finished parking, watching his smile light up his face knowing you werenāt going to leave him to sit in the car on his own before he nodded enthusiastically at you.
āSo this trip, is it the usual?ā He asked as you made your way into the main shopping centre and you knew he was referring to where you were going as you visited your auntie in Spain every year.
āYeah, itās just for a few days this time but I really need the breakā you explained and he nodded at you knowingly.
You went to Boots first, Mason holding the basket for you as he followed behind and you filled it with everything you needed. You were about halfway round the shop when you realised something was different, Mason not questioning why you needed everything you put in the basket or making stupid jokes. If anything he was more than helpful, reaching the higher shelves for you and manoeuvring you around the busy aisles by your waist as he knew you hated the crowds.
When it came time to pay, he scanned everything for you while you packed the bag and when you were done he picked it up without any questions so you didnāt have to carry it.
Next on your list was clothes. Wanting to try a few different things on to your usual so you could mix it up a bit and when you had an armful of things to try you turned to Mason with a smile.
āWill you come into the changing room with me?ā
āWhat?ā He choked, his eyes going wide immediately as the question sunk in but you just rolled your eyes as you tugged on his wrist.
āYeah I need your opinion and I canāt be bothered to keep walking out here every time. Iāll go to one of the family ones so my arse isnāt shoved in your face, don't worryā you laughed, pushing him inside with you so he didnāt have a choice but you could see the awkwardness on his face. Eventually shifting his eyes to the floor until you bundled him into a cubicle and made him sit on the seat in the corner.
āI umā¦ what do I-i umā he mumbled as he set the bags down and you couldnāt help but giggle at his awkwardness. A side of him you hadnāt seen in a while.
āOh come on, itās not like youāve never seen me in my underwear beforeā you laughed thinking back to when you were growing up and to even more recent times like when he showed up at your door and on nights out when he had to put you to bed after one too many but you could see he wasnāt feeling a bit strange so you hung the dresses up on the rail and smiled at him reassuringly. āShut your eyes until I tell you to open them, yeah?ā
āOkayā he whispered. Shutting his eyes and covering them with his hands as you turned away and picked up the first dress.
It was nothing like you usually wore. Tight and short with a fully cut out back meaning you had to quickly take your bra off to try it on and the thought of wearing it outside these four walls terrified you but you were determined to push yourself out of your comfort zone.
āYou can open them now, what do you think?ā You asked him, watching his eyes adjust to the light for a second before an unreadable emotion took over his face.
āOh itās umā¦ itās differentā he told you and you couldn't tell if he liked it or not.
āWell Iāve been thinking about what you said and even though I was pissed at the time and you could have probably worded it nicer I think you were rightā you told him, hands brushing over the short skirt and even though you felt different in it you didnāt feel too uncomfortable. āI need to show a bit more skin, you know?ā
āWait-ā
āWhat do boys like more? Bum or boobs? Like what do I need to-ā
āWait, stopā he interrupted, the tone of his voice making you stop in your tracks and turn to him and when he held his hand out to you, you took it carefully. Letting him pull you in between your legs slowly so he could talk to you better but when you felt his fingertips on the backs of your bare thighs your legs turned to jelly.
You didnāt know what it was, that weird feeling pulsating through you at just a simple touch from Mason of all people and the sensation made it feel like you couldnāt get your breath out properly. In the end you had to rest your hands on his chest so you didnāt crumple to the floor and it was like the atmosphere changed within a heartbeat.
His big brown eyes looked dark as he peered up at you through his lashes, the bridge of his nose a deep red and his pouty lips had parted slightly as he tried to control his breathing but itās like you blinked and the moment was gone. His eyes moving to look at your shoulder now and you moved your hands away from his chest to cross them over your body.
āSit down, yeah?ā He whispered, nodding his head to his leg and you sat on his thigh as he caged you in his arms. His face serious as you wondered what he might be about to say to you and you could feel your cheeks getting warm as he looked at you in a way he never had before. āYou donātā¦ you donāt need to change the way you look or dress, okay? I was a dick and I shouldnāt have said all that before. It was crap of me and it wasnāt true anywayā
āBut-ā
āBut nothingā he whispered, cutting you off and you felt your eyes sting as he smiled sweetly at you. āYou deserve the world, you know that? And you deserve a man who doesnāt care about how much skin youāve got on show or what your body looks like in what youāve got on. You want a man who cares about whatās going on in hereā he whispered, tapping your temple lightly before doing the same to the top of your chest. āAnd in here. And yeah it might be a wait but youāll get there. You donāt have to sell yourself short to dickheads like me who donāt have what you need, okay?ā
āIt just gets hard sometimesā you sniffed, his words hitting you deep in your tummy and you couldnāt stop the tears spilling from your eyes before you felt him pulling you into his body for a cuddle. Your head nestled into his neck as you held onto him for dear life but the feel of his hand stroking up and down your back bare soothed you ever so slightly.
āI know it doesā
āWhatās wrong with me?ā You hiccuped, barely able to hold yourself together at this point but his gentle touches really were helping. You felt safe with him for the first time in a long time and you knew you could tell him anything and it wouldnāt matter. Heād listen and reassure you like best friends are supposed to.
āNothing, I promise. Absolutely nothing, youāre perfect okayā he told you. Speaking the words directly into ear and he sounded so determined and sure of himself that the sound made you shiver. āYouāre too perfect, maybe thatās the problem. It's dicks like me that have got something wrong with us yeahā he laughed and you let out a little chuckle before pulling back so you could wipe your eyes. āDoes everything you picked out look like that?ā
āYeahā you laughed, smiling as he caught the tears you missed.
āOkay well let me go and look for you, I saw a few bits that are more you but just a bit different. You can try those on and see what you think, yeah?ā
āOkayā you sniffed, not sure about this idea but you were willing to entertain him at this point and when he came back with a few bits you were actually surprised at how much you loved them. Still your style but just a little different and you couldnāt help but give Mason a massive hug at the end.
Once youād paid, Mason offered to take all the bags back to the car whilst you popped into Primark for underwear and socks and once you were done you met him outside. Your tummy grumbling as it approached lunchtime and he let you pick wherever you wanted to go but you settled on Nandoās as you knew thatās secretly what he wanted and since heād been good to you that morning you figured youād be good to him.
You were back at his just after one, leaving your bags in the car but you noticed heād taken in a white paper bag that you hadnāt seen him with all day and after the pair of you got yourselves a drink and settled on the sofa, he turned to you with a shy smile.
āHey, so I got you somethingā he told you nervously, producing the white paper bag from earlier from the side of the sofa and you took it from him with a confused grin.
You didnāt ask what it was, just reached in to grab hold of the box and when you finally pulled it out you almost lost your breath. The brightly coloured picture of the northern lights making you smile immediately before you looked up to his nervous face.
āI wanted to get you one we could maybe do together? I know itās probably not as big or complicated as youāre used to but I thought we could start me off easyā he laughed but you were too overcome with emotion to think of anything to say. Never in a million years did you think heād want to do a puzzle with you let alone buy you one with a picture of the place youād always wanted to visit the most on it.
āCan we do it now?ā You asked excitedly. Knowing you had the whole afternoon together to finish it and when his face mirrored yours you felt like jumping up and down.
āOf courseā he grinned. āIāll clear the coffee table and we can do it there if thatās alright?ā
āThat's perfectā you nodded, hugging the box to your chest as you stood up before touching his arm gently so heād look at you. āDo you mind if I borrow something to wear? I like to be comfy when Iām getting my puzzle onā you laughed but he just smiled before motioning to follow you to his room. Picking you out a few things to choose from and you settled on a pair of his grey shorts and an oversized T-shirt of his before taking a hoodie down with you just in case you got cold.
Mason got changed too just after you before running into the kitchen to get you both some snacks and drinks whilst you cleared the table and soon enough you were tipping the contense of the box onto the table so you could get started.
āRight what do we do?ā Mason questioned, the large pile of tiny pieces daunting him quite clearly but you just giggled as you took a seat opposite him.
āWell Iāll tell you how I do it, so we need to find the corner pieces first, then the edges then weāll sort the leftovers out by colour and go from there. That sound good?ā
āOkayā he nodded and you gave him the task of the corners and edges whilst you organised the rest. Only realising then how much of a difficult one this one might be. He was right in saying it was less pieces than you were used to but the picture was complicated and once heād got all his pieces sorted he looked at you with a confused smile.
āYou realise this is gonna be difficult? And we could be here for a whileā You told him, watching him gulp nervously before looking back at all the pieces.
āReally? But itās only 500 pieces. The ones you do are thousandsā
āYeah but the picture here is complicated, it's just all random colours like thereās no buildings or anything to work fromā
āOh, shit sorryā he laughed before shrugging at you. āI just know youāve always wanted to go so I thought youād like itā
āNo donāt be sorry, I do like it. Love it, in fact. I just donāt want you to get bored or frustrated with it if it takes a whileā
āNo itās okay, I can do itā he told you. The same determined look youād seen in his eyes countless times before important games and finals and it made you smile that he was applying the same fight for this.
You let him put some background music on as you worked away. Talking lightly about some plans you both had coming up but it was difficult for Mason to multitask. You could see he was trying his best and had done a lot of work in one of the corners but he couldnāt puzzle and talk like you could and you thought his concentrated face was cute. Often finding yourself just watching him for a few moments until he caught you and sent you a lopsided smile as he blushed.
You ordered food in when the time came. Taking a small break so you could reevaluate how much youād done before jumping back in and it was approaching 9pm when you finally finished. Mason giving you the last piece to place in as he knew it was your favourite bit before you cheered and wrapped your arms around his shoulders.
āNot bad for something dorks do, huh?ā You giggled but it was like he was frozen. His gaze all over your face before a look of guilt washed over his.
āYou know I never thought you were a dorkā he gulped, wrapping his arms around you tighter and pulling you further into his lap.
āMase itās fine-ā
āNo, cause itās notā he shrugged. āI never meant it in a malicious way but even playing itās still not nice so Iām sorryā
āThank youā whispered and after he gave you a quick smile he was looking down at his lap shly again.
āItās kinda late, do you maybe wanna stay over? We can have a sleepover like we used toā he winked and while the idea sounded fun you were also a little unsure.
āI donāt wanna sleep in your sex bedā you laughed and the shocked expression on his face made you giggle.
āHey, you think I let just anyone go in there? He laughed. āI donāt take random girls in there, I take them to the loft room. Well I did at least, I havenāt done that in a whileā
āWhy not?ā
āDunno, just not in the mood? Been too busy begging for your forgivenessā he teased before his eyes were boring into yours. āPlease stayā
āOkayā you whispered, slightly thankful heād asked as you didnāt fancy the drive home this late. You were already sleepy and when he tucked you in next to him after heād put a movie on it didnāt take you long to fall asleep.
The pair of you joked the next morning about who he would call to come and kick you out and you hadnāt felt this normal with him in years. Your Mason was back and you couldnāt be more thankful but again over the next few weeks his behaviour began to change.
It seemed to be going the opposite way though, Mason swapping his devil horns for angel wings and it was like he was getting sweeter by the second.
Every morning you woke up to a good morning text, and every evening heād text you goodnight. Messaging you throughout the day when he could and even though it was always silly conversations it was like heād made it his mission to make you smile whenever he could. He was being the best friend he could be and so much more but it was like he was changing his whole life for the better. No more random nights out so he could trap a girl and take her home, no more mean jokes at your expense and you hadnāt heard about his gaggle of yes men in weeks.
You spent all of your free time together. No matter what you were doing or how boring you thought he might have found it he wanted to be there doing it with you.
You knew Mason was always touchy with everyone but heād never been the same with you. A hand on your shoulder maybe but that was it, however now he couldnāt seem to keep his hands away from you now. Always standing next to you when he could, his hands on your waist or you back or his fingers threaded through yours as you sat and watched tv.
You could feel things changing but you werenāt sure what it was. Wondering if he was just happy you were back but you needed an explanation for the puppy eyes he was sending your way every five seconds that you didnāt understand.
You waited until youād been to his for dinner one night, letting him load the dishwasher as you got comfortable on the sofa and once he was done he flopped down with his head in your lap as a content hum fell from his lips.
āWhatās gotten into you lately?ā You laughed, massaging his head slightly as he nestled into your lap even further but the action just made you laugh until he was rolling onto his back and looking up at you with a smile that made his eyes crease.
āWhat do you mean?ā
āWell I know I said I wanted the old Mason back but this is something elseā you winked and you could see his cheeks flush as you called him out for his actions.
āWell I want you to like meā he shrugged, sitting up and taking your hand in his and even though he was shy you kept pressing him in hope of some answers.
āYouāre my best friend Mason, of course I like youā
āWhat if I more than like you?ā He whispered, so quietly you thought you hadnāt heard it but when your eyes met his you knew heād said what you thought he had.
āI donāt understandā
āI donāt either reallyā he laughed, sitting up taller so he could face you and you felt your heart race at what he might be saying. āAll I know is that things have changed for me and I feel like I need you to know how I feel. Itās fine if you donāt feel it too but Iāve just been feeling these things for you for a few weeks and youāre the person I tell everything to so I feel like Iāve got to tell you nowā
āWhat things are you feeling?ā You asked. Wondering if youād maybe got the wrong end of the stick but his next sentence took the breath out of your lungs.
āIm feeling like I wanna kiss youā he whispered, barely able to hear him but you knew what heād said.
What?
You couldnāt speak, and by the looks of it Mason knew he had to keep speaking so you let him squeeze you hand as he word vomited everything heād been holding in.
āI just keep having these moments with you, like time stops and Iām in this trance and all I can focus on you and wanting you in a way Iāve never done before. Remember when we did that puzzle? You put that last piece in and you were just so happy like I swear to god all I wanted to was kiss your face offā he laughed but you couldnāt believe what he was saying. Not sure how to react as no one had ever said anything like this to you let alone your best friend.
āMase I- I donāt think I-ā
āItās okayā he smiled. āI said itās fine if you donātā he smiled and even though him saying it made you feel better, you could tell he was a little embarrassed. Wondering if you should make a joke to ease the tension and as he looked away you began to speak without even thinking.
āI know you said you werenāt in the mood for girls but you must be really desperate if youāre thinking about kissing meā you laughed, trying to ease the tension slightly but he just smiled at you and shrugged.
āI wouldn't go that far. But itās honestly fine, weāve been spending a lot of time together and Iāve probably got all mixed up. Iām sure itās just a phase and itāll passā he laughed. āJust forget it, itās fine and I donāt want things to be weirdā
But how could you forget?
No one in your entire existence had ever admitted having feelings for you. It was something you never thought would happen yet here was your best friend telling you he felt like he wanted to kiss you.
It was like a switch had suddenly gone off in your brain, over the coming weeks finding yourself daydreaming about kissing him too and what it might be like to be his girl. Thinking about how his hand would feel clasped in your own, his fingers linked in between yours or just how his touch would feel anywhere and everywhere on your body.
You shook yourself out of it at first, like you were waking yourself up from a nightmare and you couldnāt comprehend how your brain had conjured up such a strange image but as the days went on you basked in it. Giggling as you dreamed about all the things you could do together and how happy you could be.
The pair of you had always been platonic, and whilst lately the lines maybe had become a bit blurred as he became touchier with you with the added time you spent together, your thoughts about him lately were anything but platonic.
Everytime you shut your eyes all you could see was his soft smile and the way his eyes creased at the sides so adorably. The dimple on his cheek made your heart race and all you could think about was taking him up on his offer and planting your lips on his. It wasnāt just his smile though, it was everything. His chocolate chip eyes you wanted to drown in, his smell that made you feel like home and his arms that made you feel safer than anything else.
Everything seemed to be hitting you like a truck and you felt ridiculous. Waiting for his name to pop up on your phone constantly and the butterflies only intensified with each new message. Finding yourself sat giggling in anticipation of what he was going to say next and going to bed with a huge smile on your face every night.
You never meant to fall for him, much like he probably never meant to fall for you, but it had happened and you didnāt know what to do with yourself. Feeling like a schoolgirl with your first crush and the fact you knew it was reciprocated somewhat excited you and filled you with dread at the same time.
The more you thought about him, the sillier you started to feel. He never offered to be your boyfriend, never said anything about dates or anything extra. Heād said he wanted to kiss you, and that was it.
The words just a phase rang through your ears constantly and as the days went by you realised you didnāt want to be just a phase to him. Disappointment flooding you at him trying his best to curb his feelings whilst yours only grew for him.
Youād noticed heād pulled back from you a little bit, trying his hardest not to talk to you every minute of the day but you didnāt let him ignore you for too long. Now you were in your feels all you could think about was him and when you might next get to see him. Not wanting to look too eager and alert him to the fact anything had changed but when he text you one evening you felt your excitement levels rise.
You decided to wear one of the dresses heād picked out for you for your holiday and gave yourself enough time to do your makeup nicely and straighten your hair. You didn't know why you wanted to, or maybe you did, but it was the first night out where he wasnāt trying to set you up with one of his friends and you felt more relaxed about it. That was until he text you that he was on his way and you felt like throwing up.
It's like the words were stuck in his throat as soon as he saw you, frozen to the spot as you locked your door behind you and you could see him visibly gulp as he tried to shake it off and say hello to you properly.
It was one of the weirdest nights out youād ever been on, the pair of you turning up together and he led you to your section by your hand. Once heād found you both seats next to each other he was off to the bar to get you a drink with his eyes not leaving you for me more a few moments before he was back with you.
Things only got weirder though as he paid no attention to any of the girls looking his way, not even engaging in conversation with most of the girls the boys would introduce to him and when you tried to question him about it he just shrugged and said he wasnāt in the mood.
āHey y/n, have you met Ethan?ā Woody asked as he nodded someone over. A tall guy with dark hair and bright blue eyes making his way over to you and you rolled your eyes at his clear attempt to set you up with another one of his friends after youād told him to stop but the feeling of Mason dropping your hand from under the table that made you turn away to look back at him.
He didnāt say anything, just gave you what looked like a sad smile before you had to turn back to say hello to Ethan. Woody banging on about how he came from Portsmouth just like you and Mason and how theyād gone to primary school together but now Ethan was in the Navy hence why youād never seen him but he was back for a little while to visit.
You didnāt know what possessed you to do it, but you felt weird now Mason's hand wasnāt in yours. Looking down to see it was resting on his thigh so as carefully and as sneakily as you could you laced your fingers back through his and squeezed it gently. Not acknowledging him in any way but you could see his head snap up to look at you from the corner of your eye before his other hand fell over your clasped ones. Fiddling with your rings as the others spoke and you tried not to smile at how adorable he was being.
All the thoughts youād had about having more with Mason that week, he was making a reality tonight. Giving you glimpses of what it might be like to to be his and how he might treat you but you were still so unsure as to what he wanted as he told you he was just a phase he was getting over so you played dumb for little.
āYou wanna dance?ā You asked him, tugging on his hand gently but he just scrunched his face up slightly.
āIām good, you go Iāll watch youā he smiled and whilst the thought of him watching you dance thrilled you a little bit, you also could tell he wasnāt on his a game and looked like he didnāt even want to be there at all anymore.
āAre you okay? You donāt seem as into it as usualā
āIām fineā he shrugged āDunno just not in the mood to be around loads of people i guessā
āWe can leave if you want? I mean itās way past my bedtime anywayā
āWe can, but Iāve got one conditionā he told you with a smile, leaning closer so he could talk right in your ear and you felt every hair in your body stand to attention.
āWhatās that?ā
āCome stay at mine?ā He whispered and his offer made you freeze. āIāll make you breakfast in the morningā
āOkayā you whispered, letting him take your hand and lead you out but you were surprised he didnāt want to say goodbye to anyone first. Only giving Woody a quick wave who gave the pair of you a look you couldn't quite make out before you were jumping in a cab back to his.
Part of you was happy he wanted to get home earlier than usual, it had been a long week and once you were changed into an oversized T-shirt of his you got settled on your side of his bed. Hazily watching him slip under the covers in just a pair of boxers as you tried to hide a smile and thankfully he didnāt catch it.
āGo to sleep love, you look exhaustedā he laughed, tucking the duvet around you a little more tightly. āIāve just got a few emails to look through okay but Iāll be quiteā
āThatās fine, Night Maseā
āNight loveā he whispered and you turned onto your side away from him so you could get comfy and hopefully drift off soon.
Your whole body felt like a dead weight, your eyes feeling like theyād been stuck together with glue but your mind wouldnāt shut off and you knew you would be thinking about Mason and replaying most of the night youād just spent together. Remembering the way he held your hand, held your waist and spoke directly into your ear like you were his made your spine tingle. But the memories were soon becoming warped and disfigured as your brain became tired and you eventually let the sleep take you.
You hadn't been asleep long, but the feeling of Mason's arm sliding around your waist as he cuddled up to you woke you slightly. Not enough to wake you up fully and the warmth of his body pressed against yours was already sending you back to sleep so you just went with it and let him hold you. Revelling in the soft kisses he was pressing to your shoulder as you tried not to smile but you definitely weren't ready for what was about to happen next.
āWhat am I gonna do with you, eh?ā He whispered, only just loud enough for you to hear but you knew you shouldnāt be. He obviously thought you were still asleep and couldnāt hear him so you stayed as still as you could and kept your breathing steady in hopes heād carry on. āIād do absolutely anything for you, you know that? And Iām really trying to get over you but you make it so difficultā
I donāt want you to get over me was the first thought in your head but you didnāt vocalise it. You wanted him to keep talking, to see what else he could admit to your semi unconscious state and luckily enough for you he kept going.
āI know I said it was just a phase but Iām not so sure it is now. Youāre the only person who knows the real me and wants whatās best for me. I canāt get you out of my headā
You waited for more, but it never came. Soon enough his soft snores filled the room and you knew he was asleep but his admissions were enough for you. You knew how he felt, and you were pretty sure you felt the same now but you werenāt sure if you had the balls to do anything about it right now so you followed his lead and shut your eyes so you could let the sleep take you again.
Mason was still asleep when you awoke. The pair of you facing each other as youād turned in your sleep and you used the time he was asleep just to look at him. His pouty lips and pink cheeks made your tummy flutter and after what youād heard last night all you could think about is what to say to him this morning.
He didnāt give you too much longer to think about it though and you felt your heart thump as he stirred awake. His eyes opening softly as they latched onto yours but his expression remained unchanged asides from a small smile. Just looking back at you as you did the same to him and a sense of peace washed over you.
The pair of you were both on the edge of your own respective pillows, as close as you could be without touching one another but the moment felt intimate and you could see the love in his eyes for you as you watched each other bathed in the early morning sun. The light bringing out the golden tones in his hair and the honey hues in his eyes, it hitting you right there that your best friend was probably the most gorgeous boy youād ever laid eyes on.
You both didnāt move for a while. Content with just looking at the person in front of you and thinking how thankful you were that you got a chance to wake up next to them and you knew this was only ending one way. You were nervous to say the least, but after everything youād heard last night you were pretty sure you were on the same page and heād welcome what you were about to give him.
It was you that made the first move. Not even sure as to why you did it but you lent forward slowly, watching how his body mirrored your own as you kept going and both your eyes snapped away from one another. Focusing on the others lips now and just as your hand reached out to touch his chest for a bit of support, your lips finally locked and his hand cupped your jaw immediately.
It wasnāt a soft kiss like you thought it might be, Mason stole the breath from your lungs as soon as it hit him what was happening. Pushing himself forward so he could hover over you and control the kiss a bit more but you moved your hand to the back of his head so he wouldnāt part from you.
Your tummy was erupting with butterflies, your chest heaving as he slipped his tongue in your mouth and you couldnāt help but press yourself into him further. Letting him grip your thigh as he hitched it up his body and you were quite happy to get lost in him but it was Mason that pulled back. Kissing over your cheeks until you were giggling and when he eventually pulled back his smile made your heart melt.
He was quick to settle back down next to you. Pulling your body right up against his and keeping your thigh wrapped around his waist before you felt his hand on your lower back so he could tickle your skin lightly.
āSorryā you whispered, suddenly feeling embarrassed about what youād done but his gentle smile relaxed you.
āDonāt be, I donāt mindā he smiled. Pecking your lips again softly and you knew you were blushing. āYou know Iāve been wanting to kiss for a while but I didnāt wanna push things too farā he smiled āand itās not that I donāt want to ever, but I donāt want you to regret anything right nowā
āI wouldnāt haveā you whispered, watching his face soften slightly but deep down you knew it was for the best. You still didnāt know what any of this meant and it was clearly obvious to Mason you were worried as he brushed some strands of hair out of your face and gave you a sympathetic smile.
āWhat is it, love? Whatās on your mindā
āI justā¦ Iām not sure, like what does all of this mean?ā You breathed. Watching his eyes light up as you finally spoke your mind. āYour my best friend Mason, I donāt want to lose youā
āYou wonātā
āBut I need to know what you want. Is it just a kiss? Like are we done now?ā You laughed, trying to keep it light as it was a pretty serious conversation but the smile on his face relaxed you.
āNo, Iām definitely not done with youā he told you sincerely. āI get us being friends complicates things a little bit but Iām not the guy you think I am, not anymore at least anyway and definitely not when it comes to youā
āI feel like Iām not enough for youā you whispered, finally addressing the elephant in the room and you could tell your words had upset him a little bit. The frown on his face was adorable but you wanted him to know how you felt no matter how awful it sounded.
āDonāt say thatā he huffed, kissing your jaw gently. āTell me why so I can tell you itās rubbishā
āNo because what if I canāt give you everything those other girls have?ā You laughed even though you were trying to be serious. āLike I don't wanna be a dick but youāve always said youād never be a one woman guy so whatās changed. What if your eyes wander somewhere else? What do I do then?ā
You didnāt mean for it to come out so abruptly but Mason knew you never minced your words and didnāt take it too badly. He knew his past and he owned it but he also knew it was his feelings for you that had changed him and he was willing to say whatever he could to get you on board.
āRemember the day we did the puzzle together, and I said I hadnāt slept with anyone in a while cause I wasnāt in the mood? Well that wasnāt the reason. I didn't know it then fully but I hadnāt because all I wanted was you and the thought of being with anyone else made me feel weirdā he told you. His fingers delicately tracing patterns on your back as he spoke and you knew you were hanging off his every word. āAt first I thought it was because I missed us being together and I wanted to spend more time with you, but then I wanted to spend all my time with you. My eyes arenāt gonna wander okay? They havenāt in months and why would they when youāre the most beautiful girl Iāve ever seenā
āYouāre just saying thatā you whispered, not used to compliments like that coming from him and your instincts were to think he was lying but you could see in his eyes something had changed.
āDonāt tell me what I thinkā he teased, squeezing your sides gently. āIāve always thought you were pretty, why do you think I could never understand that you were single?ā
āMase Iāve neverā¦ Iāve never done any of this. Youāre the first boy whoās ever admitted to feeling anything more than friendship with me. I donāt know what to doā
āYou donāt have to do anything, we donāt have to do anything okay? Nothing has to change. I just wanna hold you more, kiss you more maybe if thatās something youād wantā
āIāve never had sexā you blurted and the confession made him chuckle. Clearly he knew this already but you just wanted him to be certain of what he was getting himself into.
āThatās fineā he whispered, pulling you in a little closer. āI know youāre scared, okay? This is different for me too. Iāve never had a proper girlfriend before, I mean Iāve dated girls and been exclusive with a couple but never got to the official stage. Iāve never wanted that from anyone but I want it from you. If thatās what you wantā
āI think I do, Iām justā¦ā
āWhat?ā He whispered, a look of love and reassurance on his face and you felt your eyes sting at how safe you felt with him.
āIām fucking terrifiedā you laughed. āI know Iāve been trying to find someone but I never thought it would be youā
āWell I didnāt think Iād fall for you eitherā he winked before placing a soft kiss to your lips that made you melt into the sheets. āWe donāt have to stick a big label on it or anything, we can just hang out like we have been and see what comes natural to us okay? And if itās sex your worried about then I donāt care about waitingā
āI donāt wanna be bad for youā
āYou wonāt be, not when youāve got me for a teacher anywayā he joked and you rolled your eyes before his face got serious. āI know youāre scared but you know you can trust me don't you? I wanna be the one to show you, to make you feel good. I wanna be the one you trust to show you how good it can beā he whispered and you felt your skin tingle all over at his words. āBut weāll wait until youāre ready cause thereās a million things we need to do before we get thereā
āSo Iām not just a phase then?ā
āNot at allā he laughed, āand I never thought you were. I could just tell you didnāt feel the same when I told you how I felt and I was trying to make you feel betterā Heād explained. āI couldn't go three weeks without you, gorgeous. And I knew Iād fucked up the next day but I was too much of a dick to do anything about it until I couldnāt cope without you anymoreā
āSo.. youāre looking for a relationship then?ā You asked, wanting everything out on the table so you could both be certain about what was going on and you watched his face soften at you as he bit his lip nervously.
āI wasnāt, you know Iāve never cared about that stuff but youāve made me care. I want to do all that stuff with you. Iām done messing people around okay I just want youā
āI want you tooā you whispered, finally admitting it out loud and you felt the weight of the world lift off of you.
āYeah? I thought you didnātā
āSo did I, but ever since you told me how you felt I havenāt been able to stop thinking about us. Its like you tapped into this weird part of my brain that thinks about you in ways I never have beforeā
āYouāve finally fallen victim to my mind controlā he teased and you only had a second to smile before his lips were on yours again. Hot and heavy as you wrapped yourselves around each other and you realised kissing Mason was better than you ever imagined. You just hoped you could somehow make him feel the same one day but when Mason pulled back and rested his forehead on yours, his eyes told you all you needed to know.
āSo if youāve never had sex and never had a boyfriend, was that your first kiss?ā He asked quizzically, a spark of hope in his eyes that he could kiss you like no one else had but unfortunately you had to burst his bubble just a tiny bit.
āYouād think it would be but no it wasnātā you giggled and he looked at you in deep confusion. āYou remember Scott from school? Scott Grey?ā You asked and he nodded his head in confusion. āWell technically he was my first kissā
āYou what?ā
āOh yeahā you laughed, laying on your back as he pushed you back slightly and you could see the jealousy written all over his face. 'He took me round the back of the science building after school once to show me his new tamagotchi. Asked if Iād liked to be its mum before planting one on me and then never spoke to me againā
āWhy didnāt you tell me? I would have kicked his dick offā he told you, brows pinched as you could tell how annoyed he was with him but you were quick to hold his face and kiss his nose.
āFirst of all, no you wouldnāt have. He was twice your size and his dad was on the school board so you could have been kicked out. And secondly I never told you cause youāve never askedā
āIāve been pretty rubbish havenāt Iā he huffed, it suddenly hitting him that he simultaneously knew everything about you but also nothing at all but the way you stroked his cheek let him know everything was okay.
āIf it makes you feel any better, you were my first proper kiss. Iāve never kissed anyone like that beforeā
āThat does make me feel betterā he chuckled. Getting himself settled next to you again before he pulled you into his chest. āWhat about dates?ā
āIāve been on a coupleā
āWhen was the last one?ā
āLike two months ago? A few days after we had our big argumentā
āWhat?ā He laughed, tickling your sides until you giggled but you fought him off eventually.
āAfter I called you a dick and left the club that night, Olivia took me to a party at some guys from works house. I got talking to one of his friends and we went out on a date a few days after but it was actually me that wasnāt feeling it and I told him I didn't see things going anywhereā
āWhat was wrong with him?ā He asked quietly but that was the issue. There was nothing wrong with him at all.
āJust didnāt feel what I thought I should have felt you know?ā You whispered and you saw Mason nod gently with a smile on his lips. āI know Iāve never been in that situation or felt those things before but I told myself when I did eventually find someone I wouldnāt settle for just anyone. I want fireworks and warmth and all those things you read aboutā
āDo you feel it now?ā He whispered, his eyes searching your face erratically almost as if he was scared of your answer but little did he know he had no reason to be.
āI do, yeahā
The relieved breath that fell from Mason's lips made you smile wider than you had in a while. His own face mirroring yours just as he planted another heavy kiss on your lips before trailing his kissed down your jaw and neck and you knew you had to try and distract him before you both ended up in a compromised position.
āMason?ā You gasped, hearing him chuckle against your skin and even though he stopped his attack with his lips you felt him nestle into you with a content hum that made you pull him in closer.
āYes love?ā He spoke against your neck, the vibrations travelling over every inch of your skin and you had to hold in your gasp at the feel of it.
āYou promised me breakfastā you whispered and that was all it took for him to pull up and look at you with his usual cheeky smile.
āI did, didn't Iā he laughed. Gently brushing a few strands of hair out of your face. āHow do pancakes sound?ā
āIt sounds like you want me to make breakfastā you pouted, watching him nod at you enthusiastically before he was trying his hardest to pull you away from the warmth and safety of the duvet.
āI love how you get me. Come on, Iāll assist youā he confirmed and you didnāt have it in you to argue. Letting him pull you up so you could stand in front of him and when you felt his hands dangerously low on your back you smiled up at him cheekily. āThank you for giving me a shot, I know I donāt deserve oneā
āYou better make it worth my while then, Mountā you teased but no more words needed to be said. You could see it in his eyes he was ready to make things as good for the pair of you as he could so you let him lead you downstairs by the hand to start the next part of your journey together.
Well done if you made it š¤ thank you so so much for reading and Iād love some feedback if you fancy it š xxx
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AHHHH I NEED MORE KEEGAN IN MY LIFE PLEASE could you write some Keegan h/c?
Pairing: Keegan P Russ x fem! Reader
Warnings: just general stuff, language, bad driving, NSFW under the cut, mdni, spit kink
A/n: itās not a lot, but itās better than nothingš Keegan is such a bad bitch, he deserves more attention
ā¢ Starting off - Iām pretty sure that Keegan would want a civil partner; someone not related to military and actually as far as possible from all the war stuff. First of all, itās to avoid having constant fear of losing you on the battlefield - itās a highly dangerous job, sometimes coming out alive is not only a matter of skills, but also pure luck. Secondly, the amount of trauma and emotional damage Keegan carries is more than enough for two people - he needs someone grounded and, well, more stable, someone who will be able to give him a piece of blissful domestic life, faraway from all the constant war Keegan lives in.
ā¢ Always referring to you as his girl in conversations with other people or when introducing you to someone new. āThatās Y/n - my girlā āThatās for my girl, she likes pinkā āMy girl doesnāt like the smell of smoke so Iām trying to quitā. Itās also a way of showing everyone that youāre his - letting others know from the very beginning that youāre taken and no one better try anything with his precious girl, otherwise a few bones will be broken.
ā¢ Gives off annoying older brother vibes. Heāll always playfully nag you, and itāll only become worse once you start dating. Placing stuff on the highest shelves just to watch you struggle to get it yourself, drawing some silly doodles on your notes, messing with your makeup that you spent nearly an hour organising neatly, punching your favourite plushie just to get a rise out of you. And of course, constant bickering! āKeegan, can you pass me that book?ā - āFuck noā *passes the book*. āKeegan, I want some sushiā - āWell shit, what am I supposed to do about that?ā *already placing an order online on his phone*
ā¢ Another amazing driver here. Keegan has horrible road rage, hitting the car horn aggressively, yelling most intricate insults out the window at whoever that happened to piss him off. I also have a feeling the he drives really fast and reckless, teasing you whenever you ask him to go slower - so you better always buckle up. And yes, he definitely got in a few minor accidents - scratching or leaving indents on other carās bumper.
NSFW here~*ā¢.
ā¢ And while weāre speaking of driving - just imagine giving him a sloppy noisy head while being stuck in a long traffic. Keegan is seething with hot anger, rolling his eyes on other drivers, lack of nicotine adding to his distress. And hereās a sweet lovely you trying your best to make Keegan feel at least a tad bit better, soothing his booming annoyance with your silky tongue swirling around throbbing shaft, cheeks hollowing to provide stronger suction, allowing Keegan to set the pace. And it seemed to work wonders on him - his nape against the headrest of driverās seat, pretty blue eyes half lidded, staring at the car ceiling, adamās apple bobbing as he swallows hard, feeling your throat wrapped around his cock.
ā¢ Oh, how nasty he is. Biggest spit kink ever - ordering to open your mouth nice and wide just to spit a thick globe of saliva in it, then closing your jaw and making sure that you swallow it. Will gladly let you spit in his mouth as well; loooves messy wet kisses - either during make out session or after you gave him head, slurping up your spit mixed with his cum from your lips and chin. Very often uses his spit as lube, or telling you to spit in his palm before spreading it all over his needy leaking cock, plunging it deep inside your warmth.
ā¢ A horndog. You never have to ask him if heās in a right mood because yes, he is. He is always in the mood to fuck. Now, he always lets you know that itās totally fine if you say no - Keegan will never pressure or guilt trap you into any kind of intimacy, no means no. You can always cuddle up together or do something fun like cooking, dancing or simply dorking around. But if your sexdrive happens to match his - oh boy, Iām sorry for your neighbours. Letās just say - thereās hardly any surface in your flat that you didnāt fuck on.
ā¢ Itās nothing new, but this mug is cocky. Like, I donāt think he has unimaginably big dick - not small for sure, but not huge as well; but the way he works with it - a chefās kiss. Keegan just knows how to angle his hips to massage that one spot within you, how you like your clit to be played with, how he quickly discovers and memorises all the sweetest spots of your body. āAw, cumming already? I barely touched you, does it feel this good?ā - heād purr, curling three of his long fingers inside of your needy cunny, thumb flicking swollen clit while hot mouth sucks on perked up nipples.
ā¢ Daddy kink? Daddy kinkš
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paradise on earth | l.n
summary: summer in love.
warnings: smau, actress!reader, obx cast, fluff, language, lando is 100% whipped, might make this a mini series idk yet
face claim: steph bohrer
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obx
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another summer with our favorite pogues āļø season 3 coming to netflix soon
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y/ny/l/n
poguelandiaaaaa š«¶š»
obx
we love u š©·
netflix
looking forward to this one! š¤©
madisonbaileybabe
P4L š¤
obx
our queen kie š„¹š„¹š«¶š»
y/ny/l/n
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another summer with my favorite humans š season 3 is coming to u super soon š©·
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madisonbaileybabe
my heart ā¤ļø i love love love you
not pictured: y/n watching f1 between takes
y/ny/l/n
i love you most š
and donāt expose me š
danielricciardo
is it too late to get a cameo in season 3?
y/ny/l/n
netflix can we get a drive to survive x obx collab??
netflix
on it š«”
landonorris
can i partake?? iām the one who showed you this show š
y/ny/l/n
no loser
madisonbaileybabe
i canāt do this anymore
landonorizz04
LANDO???????
obxxf1stan
sheās one of us š«¶š»
landonorris
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beep beep š
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mclaren
landoooooo
quadrant
boss whippin it in the jolly š®āšØ
y/ny/l/n
how much for a ride, mr. uber driver? š¤
landonorris
free if you get me a cameo š
landonorizz
LANDO FLIRTING????
madisonbaileybabe
y/ny/l/n i support
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y/ny/l/n
ihy stfu
y/ny/l/n
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filming is wrapped which means i get to stay in bed all day
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madisonbaileybabe
hottie
y/ny/l/n
letās get married
madisonbaileybabe
say less.
landonorris
š“ <- you
y/ny/l/n
š¤ <- you
landonorris
lies
lnfourupdates
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lando in charleston today!
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fan1
charleston???
fan2
his obx cameo dream might be coming true
dannyricscowgirl
i donāt think he wants the cameo as much as he wants y/n
boxboxcl6
ur so right.
username004
did i miss something? š¤Ø
maxsrichbabydaddy
he 100% has a crush on y/n
y/ny/l/n
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breakfast and dinner
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landonorris
no pic creds? š
y/ny/l/n
sorry š¬
madisonbaileybabe
get away from my wife landonorris š¤ŗ
landonorris
can you fight???
madisonbaileybabe
yes i can š¤
georgerussell63
how romantic, almost like you two are a couple or something š¤Ø
landonorris
???!??
lewishamilton
that nighttime sky tho š¤©
landonorris
iām not lookin at the sky tho š
y/ny/l/n
š³ errrrr
mclarenfan0481
LANDO?
georgerussellsmerc
oh i fear he just exposed himself
lando.jpg
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summer on film š·āļø
tagged: y/ny/l/n
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y/ny/l/n
my personal photographer š«¶š»
landonorris
oh so thatās what i am to u š
danielricciardo
HAHAHAHA
oscarpiastri
is that baguette good tho? y/ny/l/n
y/ny/l/n
ātwas exquisite š®āšØ
madisonbaileybabe
š„ŗ stop
y/ny/l/n
š„¹ crying.
charles_leclerc
glad ur having a good holiday!! ā¤ļø
landonorris
you too, mate š„ŗā¤ļø
georgerussell63
so, like, was i right or..?
landonorris
cannot confirm or deny š
maxfewtrell
confirmed: heās down bad.
georgerussell63
KNEW IT.
landonorris
??!?!?!?
y/ny/l/n
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1989 tv - track 17 - verse 2
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madisonbaileybabe
š„ŗ iāll cry
y/ny/l/n
š„ŗš„ŗš«¶š»š«¶š»
landonorris
my book worm š§”
danielricciardo
WAIT YOU FINALLY ASKED HER?????
oscarpiastri
finally after all that yappin š©
y/ny/l/n
#4 on the track but #1 in my heart, baby!! š¤
georgerussell63
WHY COULDNāT YOU HAVE TOLD ME??????
landonorris
bc u wouldāve blabbed š¬
georgerussell63
fair, actually
hichasestokes
FINALLY!! now i fear she wonāt stop talking about you even more now landonorris
rudeth
i second that, she was actually insufferable
y/ny/l/n
stfu???? š
landonorris
sorry. but, iām also not š
carlos_sainz55
sheās also all he would talk about if it makes you feel any better hichasestokes rudeth
landonorris
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whatās that song from grease? something about summer loving? idk..
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lewishamilton
ok fine this is adorable
landonorris
thank u lew lew š„ŗš«¶š»
lewishamilton
i told u not to call me that
y/ny/l/n
MET A BOY! CUTE AS CAN BE!!!
landonorris
she thinks iām cute š„¹š„¹
maxfewtrell
so does like.. half the population, mate
landonorris
yea but sheās the only one that matters š
y/ny/l/n
š„ŗš„ŗš„ŗš„ŗ
madisonbaileybabe
š¤ŗš¤ŗš¤ŗš¤ŗš¤ŗš¤ŗš¤ŗš¤ŗš¤ŗš¤ŗ
BACK! AWAY!
landonorris
NO š¤
fan1
i love how theyāre both fighting for her love
oscarpiastri
didnāt think you were a grease kinda guy
y/ny/l/n
he wasnāt until i made him sit down and watch it š
danielricciardo
you have taste. i like you.
landonorris
hey, i have taste !
oscarpiastri
.. no
y/ny/l/n
hey! youāre so pretty! it 100% makes up for ur lack of taste! š„°
danielricciardo
uuuuuhhhhhhh š
pierregasly
crickets ā¦
alex_albon
LMFAO thatās actually funny
charles_leclerc
sorry, mate..
landonorris
OH COME ON.
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Nervous
Jack Hughes x fem!reader, smitten!Jack
summary: request for jack and reader on their wedding day
notes: this is my first time writing anything for jack and i literally had so much fun with it. i hope you guys like it š
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Jack had never been this nervous before. Not during nationals games, not on his draft day, not on the night of his rookie debut, and not in any circumstance that he can remember. Ever. Heās not usually the type to dwell on feelings of nerves, trusting his skill and his ability to focus on the task at hand to get the job done.
Today, though, is the most nerve-wracking day of his life. Itās his wedding day, for crying out loud. The day he gets to marry the girl that has been there for every major event of his life. The girl that has never missed a Devils home game. The girl that heās pretty sure his family loves more than him. The girl that has stuck by him through every hardship and crazy hockey season so far. His girl. The girl he gets to make his wife.
Hell, he wasnāt even this nervous when he asked you to marry him. He recalls the day as if it happened mere hours ago, not a year and a half earlier.
āJack, where are we going? I thought you said you had an event with the team tonight? Youāre going to be late,ā you ask, noticing youāre driving further and further away from the city.
You had been doing laundry, trying to get ahead on some chores you had been neglecting, when Jack had come into the living room and told you to put your shoes on, he wanted to take you somewhere. You had asked him where, and if you needed to change, but he simply shook his head no and told you it was a surprise. This wasnāt anything out of the ordinary for Jack. You just assumed he found a new ice cream place he thought you would love, or some quaint little coffee shop he knew youād like.
You didnāt think anything of it until you found yourself watching the city disappear into the distance almost forty-five minutes later, no destination in sight.
āWeāre almost there, darling. Donāt worry that pretty little head of yours,ā is all he said, taking his eyes off the road for only a moment to flash one of his soft smiles in your direction before continuing to drive.
You sit in the comfortable silence, a slow country ballad playing softly on the radio. Jackās hand resting on your thigh adding a much-needed warmth to your body, not having grabbed a jacket before he dragged you out of your shared apartment. You watch the road around you become surrounded by trees, admiring the greenery that seems so hard to come by in the city.
Before you realize it, too lost in your own thoughts, Jack is turning off of the paved road you were traveling onto a dirt road, clouds of dust billowing behind the car. You lean forward a bit, trying to take in the scenery to find any sort of clue as to where you were. Youāre just about to ask where heās taking you, yet again, when you see the most beautiful scene appear through the windshield.
At the end of the road stood a large red barn, aged in all the right ways. The red was slightly faded, showcasing the years of sun damage and there were pieces of the shingled roof missing, lost in the wind who knows how long ago. Off to the left of the barn was a large area surrounded by a wooden fence, a few horses grazing on the bright green grass. The sun was just beginning to set, causing one side of the barn to be coated in golden sunlight, the other side blanketed in a shadow. As Jack turned the car to enter the field where the barn sat, you noticed the obscene number of lights strung high into the trees covered by the shadow of the barn, giving the effect that little drops of sunlight were dripping from the limbs.
āJackā¦what- where are we?ā You ask him, disbelief lacing your tone.
āJust a little place I stumbled across with Luke one day. We were out for a drive, just wanting out of the city for a few hours. Found this place and instantly thought of you. Knew I had to bring you here,ā he reveals, parking the car and turning off the engine.
Jack opens his door to get out of the car and quickly moves to open yours, taking your hand while leading the two of you over to the forest of lights. Youāre so busy looking up at the sight in the trees that you miss the large, wooden arch set up in the middle of the two biggest trees in the mini forest. There were a few hay-bales on each side of the arch, large bouquets of white daisies placed all over the bales, with some even bunched around the top corners of the square arch.
Once you take in the scene in front of you, you turn your head to look at Jack, finding his eyes already on you.
āJack, you have about three seconds to tell me whatās going on here,ā you calmly tell him, even though your stomach felt like it was doing summersaults.
āI told you, I wanted to show this place to you. Thought youād like it.ā His lips curled into an amused smile once he noticed the glare on your face, knowing you were calling his bluff.
āI wanted to show you this place, because I knew youād like it. Because I know you. How lucky I am to know you,ā he begins, slowly moving you forward until youāre standing directly in front of the arch.
āHow lucky I am that Iām the person you chose to trust with your heart. How lucky I am to be able to come home to you after a hard day. How lucky I am to be the recipient of your kindness and your love. How lucky I am to bask in your happiness and your spirit day after day. How lucky I am that you put up with the crazy world I live in, and do it without complaint.ā
Your hands were starting to shake at this point, eyes watering.
āWhat I did to deserve all of this, Iāll never know. But I know Iāll never take it for granted. Iāll never take you for granted. And if youāll let me, Iāll spend every day of the rest of our lives telling you how thankful I am to whatever celestial being lead me to you,ā Jack pauses, dropping to his knee and fishing around in his pocket for the velvet box heās had hidden in a pair of old skates in the closet for months.
āYou are pure sunshine, shining light on every single person you meet. Y/N Y/L/N, please, let me live the rest of my life sunburnt. Marry Me.ā
That was the easy part. Asking you to marry him was the quickest and easiest decision Jack had ever made in his life. He hadnāt thought twice when he called Luke on a random Thursday afternoon, telling him he needed to help him run some āerrandsā, driving to the nearest jeweler as soon as Luke sat in his passengers seat. Didnāt even hesitate when he called your best friend, asking if you had ever talked about what your favorite diamond cut was. Not a nerve in sight when he flew out to meet your parents to ask for their blessing two months before proposing, claiming he was just making a quick trip to visit some friends.
So why? Why was he so nervous today? Heās been looking at himself in the mirror for twenty minutes now, worried that his bow tie is crooked, or that his hair looks too messy. He didnāt know why he was so focused on his appearance. Youāve seen him at his worst. Youāve been there to take care of him after far too many drinks on a night out celebrating a win, hair stuck to his forehead with sweat, head buried in the closest toilet. Youāve seen him after a brutal game, face red from exertion and weird imprints all over his body from his gear. Youāve seen him when he broke down after his first loss during his rookie year, putting all the blame on himself, holding him in your arms as he sobbed in your kitchen.
He knew you didnāt care if a few hairs were out of place, or if his tie was a centimeter too far to the left. But he did. He cared, because this was the most important day of his life, and you deserved for him to look his best. You deserved for him to make sure everything was perfect.
Jack is pulled from his thoughts by a knock at the door, Luke and Quinn making their way into the room.
āReady, Rowdy?ā Quinn asks, going to stand behind Jack in the mirror.
āReady as Iāll ever be,ā Jack responds, turning to look at his two brothers, forcing a smile thatās supposed hide all of his nervous emotions.
āAre you sure? Why do you look like youāre about to vomit, then?ā
āI donāt? Do I? Oh god, what if she thinks thereās something wrong when she sees me? How do I make myself look like Iām not gonna hurl all over her dress. Luke, do I really look like Iām gonna blow chunks?ā Jack frantically asks, looking between the two brothers, turning back around to look at himself in the mirror once again.
āJack, breathe, man. You look fine. Luke was just being Luke. He doesnāt look like heās going to vomit, right, Luke?ā Quinn attempts to calm Jack, glaring at Luke.
āYeah, I didnāt mean it. Sorry, Jack. You look fine. Sheās probably gonna want to jump your bones or some shit. You look great.ā Luke blurts, trying to not only escape the wrath of his eldest brother, but to keep Jack from actually vomiting.
āOkay, not what I meant but whatever works, I guess.ā Quinn sighs, placing his hands on Jackās shoulders to turn him back around.
āListen, everythingās going to be fine. We just went to see Y/N, sheās nervous just like you are. I donāt know why, youāre both so painfully obvious with how much you love each other. Thereās nothing for you to worry about. She loves you, man. More than Iāve seen someone love another person. As long as youāre standing there waiting on her at the end of the aisle, you could be covered in dog shit for all she cares. She just wants to see you. She just wants to marry you.ā
Jack stares at his older brother, letting the words sink in. His thoughts drift to you, only three doors down, standing in your dress looking into the mirror just like he is, freaking out over things that donāt truly matter to him. He thinks about how you could walk down the aisle, hair un-brushed, pajamas still on, slippers on your feet and he would still be ecstatic to see you.
āYouāre right, Q. Of course youāre right. I knew I chose you to be my best man for a reason,ā Jack chuckles, feeling his nerves settle a bit.
āI know Iām right. I know you. And I know Y/N. As long as the two of you leave here today with the same last name, everything else could go wrong and you would still be the happiest couple I know,ā Quinn removes his hands from Jackās shoulders.
āBut, nothing is going to go wrong, because Mom has been out there running around like a madwoman to make sure everything is in place. The only thing left is to make sure you get to the altar. Which is what we were sent here to do,ā Luke chimes in, trying to assure his brother one last time.
āAlright. Yeah. I guess itās time, huh?ā
āItās time, Rowdy. And itās been a long time coming.ā Quinn pats Jack on the back, the three brothers making their way towards the door that was left open.
Jack smiles at his brotherās statement, knowing youāre just as much a part of his brotherās lives as you are his. You watch every single one of Quinnās hockey games (as long as heās not playing at the same time as Jack and Luke) and scream loud enough for the neighbors to complain. You were there at Jackās side for Lukeās draft day, just as proud, if not more, of the youngest Hughes. You always invite Luke over for a post-game dinner, knowing how tired he is after games and wanting to make sure he gets a meal before he goes home and claims heās too tired to eat. He knows you hold a special place in his momās heart, too. Her claim that youāre the daughter she never had proving to be true through this whole process, knowing sheās been involved in every step of this wedding right along side your mom and yourself.
Before Jack knows it, the ceremony is beginning and heās being given the signal to make his way to the altar, standing next to his groomsmen as he waits for you to walk through those doors.
As he looks out over the crowd, he finds himself growing nervous once again. Did he put on enough cologne? Did he bring the right kind? What if he wasnāt wearing the one you told him was your favorite? Did he brush his teeth? What if he kisses you for the first time as your husband and his breath tastes like the burger he had for lunch? Oh god, what if you donāt want to kiss him because he has burger breath?
Quinn can sense the nervous energy radiating off of his brother once again. He places his hand on Jackās back, giving him a few pats to let him know heās right there next to him. That everythingās going to be okay.
Jack looks over at his brother only briefly before he hears the unmistakable tune of āIn Case You Didnāt Knowā by Brett Young start playing through the speakers. Itās Jackās song for you. He plays it all the time when youāre in the car together, not even trying to be subtle. He loves to send it to you when heās on the road, letting you know heās thinking about you. There was absolutely no question in your mind as to what song you were going to choose when your mom asked what you wanted to walk down the aisle to.
He snaps his attention to the double doors that open at the other end of the large room. His stomach is in knots, really hoping he doesnāt actually look like heās about to puke, because he sure feels like it right now.
As he watches the first flash of white make an appearance in the doorway, he knows heās a goner.
You step into his full view, hand wrapped around your fatherās arm, looking around at the various guests for only a split second before your eyes meet his. Jack swears, all time stops in that second. He can barely see through the tears that well in his eyes, completely in awe of you. You match his gaze, forcing yourself to keep the tears from dropping, not wanting to have mascara streaks running down your face before you even get to the altar.
The two of you simply stare at one another for what seems like an eternity. An unspoken declaration of love passed between one another in a simple glance. Your father having to tug on your arm slightly, forcing you to step forward, too lost in Jack for you to remember where you were and what was currently taking place.
As you start to walk down the aisle, every step bringing you towards Jack, towards the rest of your life with him, the feeling of calmness washes over his body. Youāre here. Youāre his. And youāre everything he has ever wanted and more. Itās in this moment, watching the rest of his life walk towards him, smile on her face, a single tear slipping down her cheek, Jack Hughes has never been less nervous in his life.
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Could I have Halsin x afab!enby!reader smut with some breeding kink, please?
notes: darling you're so polite when you request smut, like you're ordering from a menu of course you can š
rating: E. This is filthy. Minors dni
pairing: halsin x reader
words: <1k
It feels like every aspect of your existence has been narrowed down to this point - here, now, speared on your druidās cock.
Halsin is an attentive lover; he fucks you like it is his duty. Youāre laid out on your back beneath him, candyfloss-brained and pliable like clay, every aspect of you his. He unmakes you with his touch, brings you to ecstasy over and over, content just to watch your pleasure - he told you once that you were natureās most exquisite sight and, given the way heās staring down at you now with pupils so wide that his irises are obscured, you might just be able to believe it.
āAhhā¦ Halsinā¦ā you manage, pawing up at his thick chest with boneless fingers. He takes your hand in a firm, sweet embrace, raising it so he can kiss you on your wrist, your palm, your knuckles.Ā
āMy love. Perfect. I want you in every possible way.ā
His eyes flash with a devilish delight, and in that moment you know what heād ask of you. Itās something which you freely give.
āHalsinā¦ put a baby in meā¦ā you sigh, linking your ankles at the small of his back to drive his cock even deeper into you. He is thick, wonderfully so, and long too - he reaches further inside of you than anyone ever has before. You are full to the brim with Halsin, Halsin, Halsin; the warm rub of him driving you wild.Ā
But you want to be overflowing.
When he hears those words stumble from your lips his thrusting goes erratic for a beat, you can feel him throb. He makes a low, bestial growl in the back of his throat. A primal noise, possessive.
āHmmā¦ If you ask me to do that, I will be unable to stop having you until Iām certain that youāre pregnant. I can barely keep my hands off of you anyway. but if you want me to give you a child youā¦ there is a chance you wonāt leave our bed until I can see how round you are.ā
You moan at the idea of him keeping you in one place and pumping you so full of spend that your puffy hole is constantly dripping with it. That he has to bring you food and water to keep you contented because youāre so cock-drunk that you canāt move. No room for thoughts. Just open legs and willing cunt until you can feel your womb quicken with him.
āDo it, Halsin, fuck. Mark me as yours. Show the world who shares my bed every night. I want everyone to look at me and know what youāve doneā¦ā
Another growl, this one louder, and marked with the snapping of his hips forward into you. The sounds of wetness coming from your coupling are lewd and gorgeous as he pounds into you over and over. You donāt think that youāve ever been this wet.Ā
His hand spreads out across the expanse of your stomach, warmth from his skin seeping into you. It is as if he is picturing his seed taking root inside of you. You are ripe, willing, and desperate for it, for him, and he is vicious about the idea of you swelling with a cub he breeds into you.Ā
Hips move faster. Youāre going to finish. Heās going to finish, and as the head of his cock bounces into the sweet spot against your walls you feel him come harder than heās ever done before - he lets out a bitten-off roar as he spills, filling you over and over with his hot jets. As the inside of your cunt is coated you follow him over the precipice and experience an orgasm so intense that it feels as if your soul has left your body for a moment - but Halsin brings you back with a fierce kiss.
He continues to ride out his release inside of you, tender little rolls of his hips until he begins to soften. Even then he remains inside of you, connected in the most intimate of embraces, forehead resting against yours as the two of you breathe the same air.
āGods,ā you manage eventually, and Halsin laughs, low and gravelly.
āOak Father preserve us all. You will be the end of me, you know.ā
āYes, and wonāt it be fun?ā you say with a cheeky grin. He groans.
āI donāt know if my old bones can take it.ā
āWell, I believe in you. Fancy trying again? I want you to make good on your promise, you know, and the more we try the better our odds areā¦āĀ
He lets out another low noise, and with glee you feel him harden again.
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Could I request something with a shy! Reader who has a huge crush on Anakin. And every time they see him, they justārun away. Lol.
This drives Anakin up the fucking wall, because he just wants to talk to them and see their sweet face and hear their beautiful voice. He thought their little crush was cute/funny at first, but as time went on, he actually fell harder. šš
Eventually, he corners them and seduces them into looking at him. Likeācups their jaw with his leather glove and presses his thumb against their throat to force their neck back to look at him. š„µ And then he just DEVOURS them.
I love your writing sm, by the way. š
A.N: I loooooved this request. i could write about this for HOURS. lmk if you want more, sweet anon š
CW: fluff, lots of fluff, solely fluff, kissing and requited pining with a dash of fluff, gn reader
WC: 1.5k
ā” Letās be real. Anakin would certainly know you have a crush on him from the moment it forms.
ā” As the āBrotherhoodā book insists, Anakin is better at reading peoples emotions through the force than anyone else. So of course heād be able to pick up on the way your nerves spike whenever heās near, the rush of elation coming from you when he walks in the room, the stutter of your heart when you lock eyes and he offers a polite nod in greeting.
ā” He can feel how you stare at him from across the room when you think heās not looking. Can see the goosebumps on your skin when he āaccidentallyā brushes you. He can tell when youāre even thinking about him just from the way your heartbreak quickens and you begin to fidget with your hands.
ā” He knows everything about what youāre trying to hide from him.
ā” But you have no idea that he returns those feelings.
ā” It only makes your crush on him that much more frustrating. Because he wishes he could just sit you down someplace and talk to you for hoursā stare into your eyes and study the way your face moves when you smile, and frown, and laugh, and cry. He wants to know every inch of you, to study all your flaws and perfections, to know everything about you.
ā” More than anything, he wants to just have you already, raw and real and unapologetically you.
ā” But youāre always making excuses to leave him early whenever youāre left alone. Always turn away when you catch him staring. Youāre always crossing your arms or pulling your jacket tighter when heās near, or hiding behind Obi-Wan, or cutting yourself short when you speak. And if he tries to flirt with you, you clam up and practically disappear in a puff of smoke.
ā” One time, heās almost certain he made you cry. All he said was that you looked pretty, and tapped the bottom of your chin with his finger. Thatās it. But your eyes got all wet and your lip started to wobble, and you quickly turned away, muttering some excuse about being late for an appointment.
ā” most infuriatingly, youāve only been able to make eye contact with him a handful of times; much less hold it. Your pretty eyes turn wide with embarrassment, your nerves go haywire, and you rip your beautiful gaze away far too quickly for his liking.
ā” And force forbid you have to speak to him. Always staring over his shoulder when he talks to you, or at his chest, or his shoes, or your shoes.
ā” If you manage to get a few sentences out without stumbling over your words or cutting yourself short, he is so proud.
ā” If youād only just look at him, you would see that.
ā” Though you can never seem to form a complete sentence around Anakin, to Ashoka you canāt seem to shut up.
ā” āKriff, alright! I get it! Enough about my āhot masterā!ā
ā” In all honesty, you think Anakin merely tolerates you. Youāre friends, and you work together, so you think heās obligated to be nice to you.
ā” the only way you can come out of your shell around him at all is when he makes it glaringly, sickeningly obvious that heās head over heels about you, too.
ā” Sweet smiles, soft touches, and gentle words of praise and adoration. Constant endearment and doting. Itās endless coming from him, earning constant eye-rolls from Ahsoka.
ā” he always lowers his voice so itās in that soft, raspy register with you. He doesnāt even notice it, but you do. Itās like heās reserved all of his gentleness just for you.
ā” most days, he has to call your attention to him, otherwise you wonāt dare trouble him. For example, youāre hurrying past him in the starfighter bay, heart jumping into your throat as soon as you recognize that curly head of golden hair, when;
āHeyā you just gonna walk right past me?ā
You skid to a stop and turn back around, smiling sheepishly. āSorryā¦ thought you were busy. Didnāt wanna bother you.ā
āYouāre not bothering me. You never bother me.ā
āOhā¦ā you laugh nervously, clasping your hands in front of you. His attention pins you to the spot, forcing your gaze to your shoes as you awkwardly rock back on your heels. āSo, did youā¦ did you need something?ā
āYes, actually,ā he gestures with his head behind him, toward his ship. āCome with me?ā
Your gut swirls in anticipation for what Anakin could possibly need to be alone with you for. Youāre no genius when it comes to spaceships; you can only hope that whatever it is, you donāt make a fool of yourself in front of him.
Anakin leads you inside to the control room, and then abruptly stops. He turns to you with his arms crossed, intense stare piercing into your face, and comes right out with it:
āWhy wonāt you ever look at me?ā
Immediately, your face grows warm. He gives you no time to even wrap your brain around the question before adding;
āYouāre not scared of me, are you?ā
As if to prove him wrong, you flick your eyes up to his face, and then quickly away. āI do look at you.ā
āThat hardly counts,ā He scoffs.
Itās worse. Heās making it so much worse. The small space, the forced proximity, the confrontationā your heart is going haywire in your chest, skin breaking out in a nervous sweat. Your mind goes absolutely blank.
āAm I that hard to look at?ā His tone is light, teasing, but thereās a hint of seriousness behind it.
āNoā no, youāre not hard to look at, at all,ā you quickly assure. And because your brain has melted, you add, quieter, āthatās sort of the problem.ā
Heās silent for a long moment. And when you sneak another glance at him, you see a grin slowly crawling onto his face.
āOh, yeah?ā
āShut up.ā
āYou think Iām handsome, hm?ā
āJust a little,ā you mutter, arms crossed defensively. āDoesnāt mean anything.ā
āNo?ā
āNo.ā
You search for the exit, thinking itās about time you get out of this situation before you quite literally pass out. With every word, Anakin leans closer to you, and your pulse has quickened to the point of dizziness.
āI think you like me,ā Anakinās voice has dropped to a near-whisper, rasping as he leans down close to your face. Youāve shrunk back as far as you can go, almost hitting your head on the control panel above.
You turn your head away, trying to escape him, only to find his arm already braced against the wall by your head, trapping you in.
āAnakināā
There are so many thoughts flying through your head. This canāt happenā heās a Jediā you want himā you canāt breatheā is he getting closer?
āLook at me,ā he demands. And itās like heās the pied piper: His voice controls you.
Blue.
āThere you go,ā the corner of his lips tilt up. āNot so hard now, is it?ā
āIt is hard,ā you whisper, eyes welling with overwhelmed tears. āYou make me nervous.ā
He can feel your fragile will shatter, bringing his other hand to cup your jaw, keeping your head tilted up with leather fingers. Even if you look away, you have no choice but to face him.
āWell, Iām proud of you.ā His voice is incredibly soft. Itās not mocking or teasing or anything.
Heās proud of you. Anakin Skywalker is proud of you.
That knowledge coaxes you back to him, slowly, and you see true adoration shining in those glittery, softened eyes. Your shoulders finally relax, shaky breath filling your lungs.
āPlease donāt make fun of me,ā you beg, giving up on hiding what you truly feel for him. Heās forced it all to light now, anyways. āI know you canāt feel the same. And Iāll keep it to myself. I donāt want to trouble youāā
āHey, hey,ā he cuts you off, hushing softly. āWhat did I say? Youāre never troubling me,ā his gaze shifts between both of your eyes, as if unable to decide which to look at. āAnd who says I canāt feel the same? Who says I canāt feel more?ā
Your attention accidentally shifts down to his mouth, and your mind goes absolutely blank again.
āW-what?ā
Pretty, plump lips curl into a smile. Mischievous, this time. Knowing.
āWhatāre thinking about, hm? Tell me, please. Whatās going on in that pretty little head of yours?ā
His face draws impossibly nearer, you almost go cross-eyed trying to keep looking at him. His breath tickles your lips, and you instinctively squeeze your eyes shut.
āShow me what youāre thinking,ā he urges. And with a surge of confidence, fueled by the desire to just take what youāve wanted for so long now, you lift your chin and close the last remaining centimeters between you.
āMmm,ā he immediately hums, appreciating your eagerness. He smiles against your lips, and it lights your body on fire.
You are kissing Anakin Skywalker.
His lips are just as soft as they look.
You finally know what Anakin tastes like.
These three thoughts are all you can grasp until you pull away too soon, stomach somersaulting from the soft sound your lips make as they break apart. Only he hasnāt had enough. Using the hand on your jaw to keep you still, he captures your lips in a bruising kiss, tilting his head to taste you deeper, harderā he lets his tongue swipe your bottom lip, coaxing you open, wanting to know if you taste this good everywhereā only the feeling of his hot tongue on your lip fills your face with unbearable heat, and you pull away from him with a gasp.
āAnakināā you whine, bringing your hands up over his to cover your face.
Heās laughing now, ducking his head so that his bangs cover his eyes. If the lighting wasnāt so dim, you could have sworn there was color blooming on his cheeks.
āWhat? Too much?ā
Again, youāre left speechless.
But youāre not stupid. Of all the words heād just spoken to you, all of the gentle touches and longing looks in the past, of how heād just kissed youā
āThereās no need to be so shy around me, sweetheart,ā he tries to amend. āI adore you. Everything about you,ā he shakes his head. āI always have.ā
He couldnāt make it more clear. A tiny, hopeful smile eases its way onto your face, but you bashfully push at his chest. āOkay,ā you huff. āJustā just let me breathe for a minute, okay?ā
He laughs again, but leans back and returns his arms to his sides so you can gulp in a deep breath. Your face is so hot, and your lips are tingling from his phantom touch. And heās still just staring at you, unblinking.
āStop looking at me,ā you mumble, and he responds by affectionately squeezing your cheeks between his thumb and pointer finger, stealing a quick kiss on your pouted lips before you can complain.
āNever.ā
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Falling in Love on the Fourth Floor - Part 8
Summary: Out of an act of desperation, you move in with a guy you kind of know who happens to have a really hot brother who lives next door.
Authorās note: this is ridiculous and incredibly self-indulgent but I donāt care I had so much fun writing this. This is the iconic karaoke chapter and Iām so excited š
(Masterlist)
Azriel drove the two of you through town, his motorcycle moving through traffic with ease. Your hold on him continues until he eventually pulls into a parking lot, stopping right in front of a small restaurant nestled beside an Insomnia Cookies store. You were quite impressed with how well you handled the ride - you had kept your gasps and nerves to a minimum.
Until you realized you had to get off the bike.
āUhhh,ā you say, looking at the ground as if the two or three feet away from the asphalt was a ravine.
He chuckles, sensing your hesitation.
āHold onto my shoulders and just slide off.ā
You breathe deeply, preparing yourself for the worst case scenario - either falling off the bike or death. Youāre not entirely sure which is preferable.
You follow Azrielās advice, your hands bracing your weight on his shoulders, sliding off with relative ease. You put your hands up in the air, jumping around at how proud you are of not dying. Azriel just chuckles, shaking his head as he mounts the bike, helping you pull off your helmet.
You two go in, and you look around to see only a one other couple at a table, eating what can only be described as the most delectable smelling sandwiches youāve ever encountered. You spend a moment looking at the massive menu trying to figure out what sandwich you want. Azriel waits on you, and when you nod to him that youāre ready, he steps forward to the counter.
āCan I get a 12 inch triple meat and a 12 inch meatball sub, and whatever sheās having,ā he says, motioning for you to tell him what you want.
Youāre a bit surprised, and you desperately want to crack a joke about a 12 inch triple meat, but you bite your tongue, asking for a philly cheese steak instead.
Azriel pays, and you thank him as you two find a table.
āSoā¦ 12 inch triple meat, huh?ā
Azriel snorts, āitās Cassianās go to.ā
āWhatās on it?ā
āIām pretty certain they just shove a bunch of different kinds of meat on bread, layer a bunch of cheese on top, and warm it up.ā
āHmmm,ā you hum, āvery on brand for him.ā
The guy who took your order brings you your sandwiches in little baskets, one sandwich packed away in a bag.
Cassianās triple meat, no doubt.
āHowād you like being my backpack?ā Azriel asks, biting his sandwich, half of it coming out of the end.
āExcuse me?ā You ask, taking a bite of your own, trying to keep the contents inside of the sandwich as you eat.
āMy backpack. You were riding on my back, like a backpack.ā
āOh,ā you push some hair behind your ear, āIt uh wasnāt too bad, it was actually fun when I got used to it.ā
āYeah? Would you ride with me again?ā
His eyes sparkle a bit at you, whether that was from the sunlight peaking through the window or if that was just Azriel, youāre not sure.
āYeah, I think I would. When I was a kid I always wanted to ride a motorcycle,ā you say, smiling. āHow did you end up driving one?ā You ask, not taking your eyes off of him
He hums, thinking about how to respond. āI always wanted to ride one, too. Then after the incident with my hands,ā he holds up his gloved hands as if making a point, āafter I relearned how to use my hands, all I could think about for years was riding. During my physical therapies, whenever it was getting hard or frustrating, I imagined myself older, being able to grip the handles, feel the wind on me.ā
You just smile at him, unsure what to say, hoping your smile comes across as friendly as you tell him, āI just thought it looked cool.ā
A smile breaks across his face, a beautiful laugh coming from him.
āIt does look cool,ā he replies, bunching up the paper from his sandwich once he finishes, throwing it into the basket.
āRhys actually bought me the bike.ā
Your eyes move from the paper to his face, and a somber look overtakes him.
āWhen we were kids he told me after those therapies that heād buy me a bike once we were old enough.ā
He shakes his head, the memories of all the times Rhys said those words to him coming in and out of his thoughts.
āI never expected him to follow through on it. But he did. He bought me the bike as a graduation gift.ā
You were about to ask how an 18 year old could afford that, but Azriel beats you to it.
āRhysās dad is somewhat in the picture. If Rhys does things for him, mostly making appearances at family functions, he gets extra money.ā
āHis dad does pay our rent, and Rhys has a credit and debit card from his dad, but he also needed his dad to sign on for the bike.ā
āYour brothers must really love you,ā you say, reaching your hand out to cover his.
He looks up at you, hazel eyes peering into your own and he smiles, āyeah, yeah they do.ā
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You walk into the gym that Cassian and Azriel work at. It was quite large and it looked incredibly pristine. Itās full of people working out, seemingly everyone in town was spending their Saturday afternoon sweating the week off.
Azriel pulls out his phone, shooting a text to Cassian about his sandwich. The two of you chat idly about the gym, and Azriel tells you a bit about the guy who does the scheduling when you catch a glimpse of long hair in a half messy bun on the top of his head.
You see Cassianās head come from a corner and he makes his way to you two, his grin getting bigger as he sees you next to his brother.
āHowād your date go last night?ā He asks, not mentioning Azās spare helmet in your hand or how if he blew out a breath youād be touching his brother.
Azriel glares at Cassian over you, but you tell him, āuh, terribly, actually. He was a douche.ā
Cassian grabs his lunch from Azriel, thanking him.
āThatās too bad.ā
And yet, Cassian wouldnāt stop smiling at you. You go to ask him more, but he tells you, āI gotta go - I only have a few minutes to eat. Thanks,ā he tells you, and before you realize whatās happening, heās grabbing your head giving you a kiss on the forehead, doing the same to Azriel.
The two of you stand there confused as Cassian walks away, over his shoulder yelling, ādo NOT forget about karaoke tonight!ā
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You stepped into your living room, to find Rhys, Mor, and Az lounging on your couches, not adhering to the barās theme. Ritaās did themed karaoke nights once a month and this monthās theme was cowboys.
Naturally you pulled out your Barbie costume from last Halloween, and are now looking at your non-costumed friends gobsmacked.
āWhy is no one else dressed up?ā You ask incredulously, as all three of them look towards you. Rhys and Mor start laughing, but Azriel lets his eyes graze up and down your body, his gaze making you wonder if youāre even wearing clothes right now.
Mor smiles at you, āwe donāt follow the theme - Cassian does though.ā
You huff, crossing your arms, āhe made it seem like all of you dressed up!ā
Rhysās eyes dance with amusement as he tells you, ābecause he wanted you to dress up too.ā
As if you summoned him, Cassian comes out wearing black leather pants, no shirt, a matching vest, and a cowboy hat. He looks at you, smiling wide. āYou look great!ā He tells you, clapping you on the shoulder as he walks past you. āUberās here.ā
You donāt have time to turn around and change as your group is herded out the door and down the elevator. It hadnāt occurred to you to question how the five of you would fit into an uber until you got down to the curb, Mor bolting for the passenger seat as the guys get into the car.
āYou can just sit on someoneās lap,ā Mor tells you flippantly, before placing a finger on her nose telling you, ānose goes.ā
Az, Rhys, and Cass get into the backseat, and Cass pats his lap for you, raising his eyebrows at you.
āEw,ā you tell him, clambering to get in on Azās side. āI donāt trust you, Cass.ā
You drape your legs over Rhysās lap, your feet landing in Cassianās hands as you get situated on Azās lap. You shoot him a look, wanting to know if this is okay, but heās talking to the uber driver.
You pull up your phone, typing a note into your notes app, showing it to him once heās finished with whatever he was telling the driver.
Is this okay?
You show it to him as Cassian and Rhys are watching the end of a rugby game on Cassianās phone on the other end of the backseat. Az reaches for your phone, his fingers gently brushing against yours as he grabs your phone. You watch him type, his fingers dancing across your keyboard, their scarred skin providing a texture you want to touch.
Itās more than fine.
He had replied, and youāre about to respond when he grabs your phone again, typing out:
Just like the way you look in that costume.
He hands you your phone back, smiling as a blush floods your cheeks. He puts his arms around your torso, holding you in place, and one of his hands gently holds onto your hips, securing you to him.
Sitting mostly in Azrielās lap, you spend the car ride holding onto him, leaning your head into his neck for support while you talk to Cassian, who keeps threatening to tickle your feet. You tell him you get spazzy when tickled, which would give Rhys a free knee to the face.
āPlease donāt, Cass. Iād like to keep my face intact for tonight.ā
āYeah because Feyreās meeting us at Ritaās and he wants to look good,ā Mor replies from the front seat, drawing out the last word.
Rhys rolls his eyes, but you do notice him unlock his phone to the messages between him and your friend, the last one asking her to let him know when she got there.
The five of you arrive to Ritaās, a bar located on the edge of campus, just close enough to be packed full of other students.
Mor leads the group in, with Rhys saying, āFeyreās on her way.ā The blonde leads your group to a large round booth in the corner, all of you piling in. Mor sits on your right as you maneuver your way in, Azriel right beside you.
Cassian sits on the edge, likely so he can get up and go sing without being too much of a hindrance. Rhys doesnāt sit down, heading to the bar to grab drinks for everyone instead.
And perhaps keep an eye on the door for a certain brunette.
The four of you sit in the booth, Cassian being uncharacteristically quiet as he waits for Rhysand to bring him his traditional shot before performing.
You nudge Az, getting him to turn his attention to his brother.
āYou okay, Cass?ā
Cassian shrugs him off, āI just want my shots. You know I prefer being a bit buzzed before going up there.ā
You reach in front of Azriel, squeezing Cassianās forearm, āyouāre going to be great!ā
Cassian softly smiles at you, his hand covering yours in a gentle squeeze, āthanks, sweetheart.ā
Cassian did seem in better spirits, opting to pick up a conversation with Mor about the best shots to drink before karaoke.
You turn to Az, the two of you closer than necessary in the booth, but you canāt bring yourself to scoot away.
āSo, Barbie huh?ā He asks, his fingers touching the pink pleather fabric on your shoulder.
Youāre confused for a moment, before realizing what heās talking about. āOh, yeah. Mor wanted us to go as different Barbies from the movie for Halloween - she was rollerskating Barbie, I was cowgirl Barbie, and Feyre was the pink gingham dress Barbie.ā
He rests his arm on the booth behind you, and you stay as still as possible so you wonāt scare him off as he asks, āno Kens?ā
You laugh, āno Kens, unfortunately.ā
His smile is on the verge of cracking his face in half as he says, āmaybe this Halloween youāll have some Kens.ā
Before you can reply, Rhysand comes back with a tray of shots and Feyre behind him, wearing a very cute black mini dress.
āTraitor!ā You shout at her, as she scooches in next to Mor.
āRhys told me we didnāt actually dress up,ā she defends, holding her hands up. Your eyes shoot to violet ones, their gaze full of mischief. Rhys smiles at you, and your jaw drops, āand you didnāt think to extend the same courtesy to me?ā
Rhysās grin grows feral, āI thought surely with all the texting you and Azriel have been doing, he would have told you.ā
You turn, smacking him on the shoulder as he chuckles. āOkay, okay, I should have told you, but you were so excited about it, how could I rip that from you?ā
You scoff, āI look like an idiot.ā
āA cute idiot.ā
Your blush doesnāt go unnoticed by everyone at the table, as Mor pokes her nose in. āI think itās only fair if next time we come out Azzy and Rhys adhere to the theme.ā
Your eyes light up, pointing to Mor, āoh oh oh, I like that idea!ā
Rhys turns to cousin, āand why am I involved in this?ā
āIt only seems fair. You told Feyre that we donāt dress up, so you should have told her as well.ā
Azriel butts in, āwell Feyre could have told her too.ā
Feyre motions her hand over her throat, trying to stop Azriel from speaking further.
āItās decided then,ā Mor says, āthe three of you adhere to the theme for next monthās karaoke.ā
You pick up your glass and clink it to Morās, solidifying the deal. Everyone else is groaning, slumping back in their seats, but this agreement causes Cassian to become invigorated. Heās buzzing with excitement, and at least three shots of vodka, as one of the bartenders walks up to the mic and says, ānext up for karaoke - everyoneās favorite - Cassian!ā
Cassian gets up, all of you wishing him luck as Mor places a sloppy kiss on his cheek. He prances up to the stage as the scattered applause dies out. The opening notes to Shania Twainās āMan I Feel Like a Womanā come through the speakers. Cassian lifts his head to the mic to sing, āletās go, girlsā, then turns back around away from the mic. He begins swaying his hips in time with the beat, the leather pants heās wearing making his ass and his legs look phenomenal. His vest rises a bit as he raises his arms, and you can see the bottom of the tattoo he had gotten during your drunk escapades.
āAre we sure Cassianās not a stripper?ā You ask the table, but Mor shushes you so she can watch the show.
You turn to Azriel, leaning in close to him to whisper, āDo you know how to whistle?ā
Your whole body is warm as he leans close to your ear, whispering, āYes, why?ā
You miss the look Rhys gives the two of you, huddled together impossibly close in the large expansive booth.
āI want to whistle, but I donāt know how. Can you do it?ā
He obliges your request, rolling his eyes as he wolf whistles at Cassian, who beams at the attention.
You giggle, whispering to Azriel, āhis stage name should be 12 inch triple meat.ā
You two giggle at the joke before turning your attention back to the stage. Cassian makes it through the first chorus, and he is not receiving his dues. No one is paying any attention to him, and youāre about to ask if thereās anything you guys can do, when Mor grabs your and Feyreās arms, pulling you out to the little dance floor in front of the stage.
You guys start singing and dancing with him, hips swaying with the music. You guys are singing to each other, smiles plastered on your faces.
Youāre lost in the moment when you feel Cassianās warm hand wrap around your wrist dragging you up on the stage. He has his other hand on Mor, so you quickly grab Feyreās wrist, all three of you assisting him with the vocals on the āoh, oh, ohā.
It was ridiculous - the four of you on this tiny stage, everyone at Ritaās not caring as you all danced and sang, the three of you providing backing vocals for Cassian.
Three of the most important people in your life singing to Shania Twain.
It was ridiculous. It was everything.
The song ends, and you can hear Rhys and Azriel clapping enthusiastically as the four of you head back to your table.
You slide back into Azrielās side, his smile making everything inside of you burn for more of it. You spend the rest of the night drinking as Rhys and Cassian regale you all with stories of karaoke nights of the past, the unspoken words hanging between them, but not making their way into the discussion.
The past nights of singing were nowhere near as fun as tonight was.
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#ģ¬ė enhypen as your bf !
warnings!...none just pure fluff and affection, lowercase intended.
notes : fun fact this was the first work i wanted to post but got distracted :)
genre : fluff, established relationships, slight angst
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soft flirty bf huhu he's literally gonna flirt so hard and on top of that if you're shy he's absolutely gonna shapeshift your cheeks into a tomato/strawberry whatv red stuff you prefer :) i mean we all know hee is a pro at flirting so good luck to your sanity RIP
lots of singing fs this man's gonna sing for you like can't sleep? dw babe he's got a soty typa lullaby, bored/stressed? who needs a lofi playlist when you got lee hee :) hEAR me out he's definitely gonna write songs for you jsjsjs he's gonna sing em to you randomly cause It's romantic right?? he'll look deep into your eyes, throw that signature smirk of his and sing oh so lovingly cause he knows he's driving you nutz ;)
lotsss of movie gaming dates he'll beat you at every game heyyy he's an ace i donāt make the rules š„± but time to time he'll chill down and let you win few rounds intentionally but you don't need to know that
he loves to kiss you sm, your cheeks are his fav place to smooch uwu. but don't forget to smooch him back hehe.
his love is is a mix of quality time and words of affection !
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omg he's gonna be so caring and protective towards you he's basically your second momma š
but donāt get fooled by his strong facade deep inside he's your lil kitty ready to be taken care of so plz do check on him and give him the affection he deserves
he gets seriously jealous whenever your paying too much attention on maeumi and she's reciprocating it with heavy affection. "cats are best" he would literally blurt out of nowhere and you can't help but laugh at his silly tantrum.
there will be times where won wouldnāt be feeling his best. all the stress, work and commotion tires him out sm yet he still feels like he's not the best. on those days he only seeks for your comfort. knowing very well all he needs is you beside him to make him feel better plz always love this boy he's gonna be a mess without you :(
his love is a mix of quality time and soft physical affection !
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rich sugar daddy bf but he actually acts like a dad lmao
if your eyes lingers on a item from more than 0.00001 seconds he'll buy it for you no matter what
he makes you lots of healthy homemade meals and does all the chores for you plz he's such a material man I want him š
jay loves you alot and is always there to guide in every situation he'll be both mature and goofy cracking silly dad jokes to lighten up your mood girl you better appreciate this man and love him back š¾ā¼ļø
his love is a mix acts of service and words of affection !
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so how does it feel to have a rizzmastser as your bf š? /j
he's so cute goofy and babygirl you wanna gatekeep him
he'll get excited over all sorts of lil things. will take you out on various fun dates like arcades, amusement parks, pet cafes but his most fav date place and activity is going out on a walk with you and layla in a nice, less crowded, green park uwu!
youāre basically layla's mom now. he'll let you play with her and take care of her in his absence (layla's so cute noo š)
another smooch lover but his fav place is the lips ;) his lips are basically glued to yours.
his love is a mix of quality time and physical affection !
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awkward ahh goofy bf š
he's gonna be so unserious in general but dw he gets pretty mature and serious when he needs to be :)
he'll be a bit awkward at initiating affection first so if you take matters in hand and initiate affection first he'll be over the moon ahaha.
once he's opened up to you he'll be quite a affectionate guy but he isnāt a pda lover so behind closed doors he's all lovey dovey ^^
he'll let you play with gaeul and then he's gonna be like "gaeul is so lucky to have visual parents aka me n you šš
" and youāre like šš lmao
ice rink dates uwu. he's gonna be your personal figure skating coach <3
his love language is definitely quality times !
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the slayest bf ever im jealous š„ŗ
king of affection boy's literally gonna bicker about who's the most affectionate one or who's more slay lol.
lots of tteobokkie dates and self care nights
yall will do sleep overs and do each others skincare. he's practically gonna turn into your special dermatologist š
but he can be very serious and understanding. whenever your having a hard time he'll be there in a flash of light he understands you better than anyone in this world and is always there to cheer you up <3
his love language is a mix of physical affection and quality time !
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A 6'3" TEASE
but first he needs time to open up to you to get friendly enough to tease relentlessly
so when he gets all warmed up say bye bye to your life š /j
he teases you and is very playful but dw he respects you alot too and is very understanding and serious when needed to be <3
lots of piggyback rides from him, he loves to cuddle you and play footsies lol.
he loves to lay on your lap cuz in that position he can admire your pretty face and relax too š
he'll call you in his late night solo practices to showoff but it'll turn into a goofy dance session and filled with laughs and affection he's so š¢
he'll take you out on arcade or bowling dates and would tease the he'll out of you if you suck :D
insists on playing video games with you but it ends up with him doing some stupid bets you always keep losing š but dw he'll let you win time to time intentionally ;)
he'll be such a sillygoofy fun boyfie plz I want him he's so cool and cute
he's love language will be a mix of quality time and physical affection !
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Two hearts, one love
Charles Leclerc x Wife!Reader
Summary: Formula's one cutest couple also happens to be between a reporter and a certain pilot in red
Warnings: Broken bone (leg)
An: Hiiiiii!! I'm very very proud of this work (so if you don't like it pls don't tell me š) anywhoss, just remembering yall that I'm brazilian so English is not my first language, that means you have to forgive me if I make any mistakes LOL, ENJOYYY!
Being a reporter for Formula One truly isn't easy, but you love it and always did. You were indeed always fascinated by all the cars, drivers, teams and everything that had to do with the sport, so it wasn't surprising to anyone when you graduated college and soon got a job as a reporter to a highly successful TV channel. Your job was great, you could do together the two things you loved most, work for TV and Formula One. And that is how you met the third thing you love most: Charles Leclerc. He had just signed with Scuderia Ferrari when you two met. It was your first year as a field reporter, which meant you went around interviewing drivers, mechanics and team principals, basically anyone that you passed through who had time and knowledge enough to be interviewed. The day you two officially met was in the first Grand Prix of the season, it was qualifying day and Charles had just done amazingly well for such a young driver, fortunately the universe was on your side and you managed to get a interview with him, il predestinato, all dressed in red and with sweat dripping from his hair to his forehead and onto the sides of his face, that was the first time you saw him so close, and the moment he looked inside your eyes, the driver knew that the purpose of his life, was to make you his wife. And he did it, two years later you married in a beautiful church just outside Monaco, and it was the happiest day of your lives.
Current days
It is race week! And you couldn't be more happy with the excitement of every fan who passes by your side, you just love everything the paddock has to offer, maybe except for the giant cast on your right leg that couldn't go by unnoticed even if you tried. The week before you were walking home and in your way you encountered an old lady whose cane had fallen, without thinking twice you bent down to pick up the object for the poor woman who could clearly barely bend down, unfortunately for you, a car next to you lost control and hit you hard, fortunately he was not driving at a big speed and so the only injury you received was a broken leg, you were released from the hospital a day later with a cast on your leg and a crutch. And that's how you ended up here, this is officially your first race as Charles' wife and not as a reporter and you couldn't be more excited, with Charles help you got out of the car and was immediately flooded by questions and fans wanting to take a picture with your husband or wanting an autograph, you told him it was okay and gave him space to talk to the fans for about ten minutes. After some of the fans went away he walked slowly toward you with a giant smile on his face, "Sorry about that mon amour, let's get you to the garage okay?"
"Okay" You smiled and gave him a small kiss to his cheek, "I love you so much angel" "And I love you more bƩbƩ"
As you were walking to the red garage that was near the end of the paddock a reporter stopped you and you immediately recognized her as Rachel, the girl who was filling in for you until you took off your cast and could go back to work.
"Charles! YN! How are you love? Are you getting better after the accident?" She asked smiling towards you. She had a microphone in her hand and the cameraman had the camera pointed at you, Rachel can be your friend but this was still an interview and you had to be careful with what you and Charles said.
"Hey Rach! Fortunately I'm great! The accident wasn't too bad and I'm not feeling pain at all!"
"That is awesome YN!"
"Yeah! And let me tell you a secret..." You felt your husband's hand wrap around your waist and smiled. "...I have this great guy by my side who is helping me with everything I need!"
You turned to Charles who gave you a passionate smile and slowly pulled you in to give you a loving kiss (appropriate for the cameras around you, of course), you smiled and found home in his embrace.
"Okay okay, let's let the lovebirds be! Haha! It was great seeing you both. Good luck on the race today Charles and hope you get better YN!"
"Bye bye Rach! Thank you!"
"Merci Rachel" Said Charles before turning once again to you and helping you continue your way toward the garage. As soon as you entered the space you grabbed your husband's hand carefully.
"I love you so so much and I'm so proud of you my love. You have no ideia how much I look up to you"
"Je t'aime tellement mon ange, je l'ai toujours fait et je le ferai toujours"
*I love you so much my angel, I always have and I always will*
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ā„ļøReveling in Richonne - TOWL
#20: The 'Poison' (1.03)
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There's a lot of duality in TOWL and one of the most interesting is the idea of something or someone having the capacity to be both a poison and a cure. In the following scenes, we're introduced to the idea that Rick Grimes is someone who will especially have to wrestle with whether he's a poison or a cure. And Beale seems to think Rick is capable of being either...
So after fully immersing himself in the Richonne bubble during that super cute little passing-by moment with Michonne, Rick is brought back to the reality of their high-pressure circumstances when he turns around and sees Pearl talking with a soldier.Ā
Then thereās Donald Okaforās funeral and Beale talks about how Okafor sacrificed being with his wife to save more people. Definitely meant to allude to Rick. And itās not alluding to Rick ever sacrificing Michonne cuz he would literally never, but more sacrificing his ability to be with her.
Itās interesting how Beale says Okafor ended āeverything he was, everything he hadā because in losing his wife he lost everything. He lost himself. Definitely meant to allude to Rick whose wife is his everything. The scene ends on Rickās face as Beale speaks of sacrifice, and I think itās because heās weighing the sacrifice heāll have to make to get Michonne out alive.
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Pearl walks with Rick and recalls the day she met Okafor and sheās already starting to reveal her B tendencies as she basically seems to wonder if doing things Okaforās way is really the right way anymore.
The thing that stuck out to me from this Pearl and Rick exchange is just how much Pearl doesnāt really know Rick despite thinking theyāve developed a tight bond. Like their friendship is very formal.
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Beale shows up and they salute him. Beale says Okafor saw a lot of potential in Rick and Pearl. Rick thanks him and Beale says, "Donāt thank me yet" as heās clearly not fully sold on Rick. Beale says whenever he thinks of Rick he thinks of āpharmakonā which is āan Ancient Greek word meaning both āpoisonā and āthe cureā."
I like the double meaning of the word and how this idea of poison vs. the cure relates so much to what Rick is wrestling with. I think some people initially assumed the show put this part in because the big question of the series would be whether Rick is the poison or the cure to the CRM/Civic Republic. But what I love is that this actually is far more personal.
The show's big question that they have Rick go on a journey to answer is if he's the poison or the cure for his wife and his family.
The CRM has in so many ways convinced Rick heās a poison to them, that merely by being back with his loved ones heād bring about their demise. Rick has now convinced himself of this, which is why itāll take some deprogramming in ep 4 for him to realize heās not just this beacon of harm but of hope and safety and love for his wife and family. Heās the cure. But right now he believes heās the poison to them.Ā
Beale emphasizes that heās not sure about Rick and Rick looks down and then looks right back at Beale, clearly with some thoughts. He looks like 'well damn Iām not sure about you either, sir, cuz I know what it is to be a leader and youāre not giving what needs to be gave in the leadership department. #DirectQuoteFromHisMindObviously š
Beale being unsure about Rick still after all these years shows that Rickās A DNA is hard to hide too. So Rick canāt be too frustrated when Michonne is having an equally hard time convincing people sheās a B.
Beale gives Rick a book he gave to Okafor āMartial Arts: The Book of Family Traditionsā hinting that Beale would potentially like for Rick to take on an Okafor-type role in his ranks one day. Beale then goes to speak with Pearl privately as Rick takes a deep breath and watches them drive off, not knowing that Pearl is about to get full-on indoctrinated into the CRM's belief system.
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Later, Pearl comes by Rickās apartment to say she got promoted to Command Sergeant Majorā¦and at least she knocks now. š
Pearl says Beale told her everything and she got the echelon briefing despite initially thinking sheād have to wait years for it. And again Rick and Pearl's friendship seems so formal because sheās not here to celebrate but rather to go over work details about the Summit and tell Rick heāll need to take over logistics at Cascadia Base.
Rickās eyes and ears perk up when Pearl then says, āHe also asked me about Consignee Bethune.ā
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And nothing confirms youāre that girl more than a statement like Pearl saying, āMore than 17,000 in this force and sheās on his radar.ā And of course, Michonne is. Iām sure Bealeās exact words were 'Thorne, tell me about this Consignee Bethune because I get the sense that sheās the baddest chick in the game.' šš½š
Pearl tells Rick, āI just want you to know she reflects on me now.ā And Rick is in full protection mode when he asks/says with seriousness, āWell you told them it was for Okafor.ā
I know he wants to make sure the CRM only have the info he wants them to have because if Pearl at all indicated she argued for Michonne on Rickās behalf it would have both Rick and Michonne being looked into.Ā Pearl says, āI did, and it was. It was for you too.āĀ
Then Pearl says, āItās happening. Iām moving up and I canāt have her pull me down. I just need you to know thatā Pearl, Michonne is not of the pull-people-down varietyā¦unless itās out of helicopters. š But if anything sheās the type that's going to pull you up. šš½
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Rick tries to quell Pearlās concerns saying, āShe wonāt. Iāll make sure.ā See these are the things that Pearl should be picking up on. Because why would Rick care so much to make this his responsibility if it wasnāt because he has some serious vested interest in Ms. Bethune?
When Rick says heāll make sure, Pearl says firmly, āYou willā and Rick looks down and nods. Pearl thanks Rick for listening and for having his drink and I guess her calling him 'Rick' instead of 'Grimes' shows theyāre more friendly than before but again so formal.
Also, Rick in that all-black outfit thoā¦just had to give that another moment of appreciation cuz my goodness.Ā ā¤ļøāš„
Before Pearl leaves she teases about a salute. They salute each other and then she gravely says, āYou didnāt hear what I heard. You didnāt see what I sawā¦.You will.ā Beale's fear-mongering tactics are a poison of their own, imo. And itās clear whatever Beale says to get people to convert to his outlook worked very well on Pearl.
Again this is why I think she's a B masquerading as an A. Not even trying to hate on her because Pearl, like Rick, lost her love and thus lost her way and is searching for some new purpose. But she quickly hopped from Okaforās plan to Bealeās because Bās need to be given a mission whereas Aās create their own.Ā
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Rick locks the door when Pearl leaves and I bet he makes sure to lock the door because heās like the way these CRM people stay barging in I gotta be extra careful. And then Rick āAā Grimes proceeds to get to work on a mission of his own - Operation Get Michonne Home to Judith - even if it heartbreakingly means trying to make Michonne leave without him. ššš½
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Hello there, i really love your headcanons tbh maybe the realest ones here
Since I'm here its obvious im in Uchiha hell so,
Could I politely ask for uchihas turn ons and turn offs? I swear to god when i think about them horny it brings a tear to my eye from blissfulness
The realest ones? Nonny, you honor me to the highest degree and I am forever grateful you feel this way. ā¤ļøš„¹
I think a better question would be what doesnāt turn these men off (I also think I answered this differently than you might have wanted, I hope not though). š®āšØš Though none of these men are shallow individuals, so rest assured, anyone would be their type.
Semi-NSFW; just some things that make an Uchiha melt inside
Madara:
All natural women. Iām gonna be honest here; in Madaraās time, the more rounded a woman. The better (for breeding). But in all honesty, he appreciates all shapes and sizes.
His turn off is weakness, she needs to be confident. Which sounds callous, but if sheās not at minimum as much a firecracker as he is. The chemistry is off. Madara needs someone who is going to keep him on his feet with excitement, not someone who will make him second guess their intentions. The more outgoing and confident. The better.
If Madaraās laying her in his bed, sheās going to have to be a very patient woman. This man can go for hours, and a woman who can appreciate his stamina without complaint is high on his priority list, possibly good for breeding. Madara needs to fuck her this way, ok? A test drive so to speak. Itās just how he does it, raw and unadulterated lust. He also wonāt tolerate a quickie like some men.
Obito:
Its no secret that Obi, bless his soul, is the black sheep Uchiha. The quiet ones are easier for him to talk to, not because theyāre touch starved or anything. But because they are legitimately sweet and soulful. A woman who is confident wonāt really make him feel nervous. But what he really wants is to kinda be taken care of, tenderly.
He definitely doesnāt like loud noises or sudden changes, so the more ground and constant, the better. So a woman who has a temper, is not for him. He might get riled with a little spice, but Obito definitely doesn't and won't be a push over, even he has his limits. Obito thrives in a static environment where he can make mistakes without being treated like a child, even better if she babies him a little. I'm sure there is a mommy kink somewhere to explore.
And in bed, heās a total mess for her, does whatever she wants. If she wants to be treated like a pillow princess and owned, he'll be man enough for it. If she wants to make him beg underneath her, that too.
Shisui:
Shisui š„¹š„ heās so fiery!! Definitely is turned on by a woman who is into self care. Bonus points if she agrees to partner stretch with him, it's so hot being able to feel her this way and not sexually...yet. Someone who eats well, the occasional bad food here or there isnāt a problem, but damn if sheās into good diet and exercise, sign him up and don't forget, sparring is like foreplay for him. So, if she ends up pinning him down (like he planned all along), heās gonna be so desperate for her. And she has to be loyal; to him, to the village and morality.
As for in bed? Their chemistry is so far off the charts, neither one can keep from switching positions. I really think Shisui is one of those men, like most Uchiha but on a different level even to his family, that can go for hours. Just because he can and because he likes to see her all fucked out, it's different from her usual mouthy self, which reminds me. She needs to be just as spunky and spontaneous as he, maybe not on the same level, but a woman who is down for whatever is the best kind of medicine. Especially for a man with the whole village on his shoulders.
Itachi:
I love him, he's such an old soul. They say opposites an attract and while I think he would like someone like himself, I also feel like someone who could keep him on his toes a little. If she's a scholar, this is perfect. Itachi would really enjoy someone who he can discuss world politics with. Not too in-depth, but casually. That level of self awareness the sharingan gifts them with can often leave many Uchiha feeling mismatched, but someone who has wits to his is a godsend.
As for in the sheets, Itachi is someone who is very reserved when it comes to matters of the flesh. Trust and sex go hand in hand, he's not like Shisui who can stick it anywhere, pretty quickly too, (he once told Itachi he used a spaghetti squash as a fleshlight). Trust is earned, gained and has to be absolute. Once this is accomplished, he's so damn tender. The softest moaner, but he does it right in your ear. Hearing and seeing you enjoy sex with him is what ends up getting him going harder. Even better if you speak your desires as he rearranges your insides. As time goes on, you learn what a closeted freak he really is and end up in the false atmosphere of his Tsukuyomi.
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Hi
For a request for Dottore x fem reader
Where reader accepts him for who he is and is his wife and soulmate.
Fluff to nsfw
Sub reader
It can be a filthy as you want
Mm, I see I see. Filthy huh? I can do thatš
MDNI, filthy, nsfw. Not proofread btw.
Warnings: pussy smacking, fingering, pet (reader), established relationship, Doll (reader), fem reader, he's still kinda mean
A/N: Hope you enjoy!
Some would say being married to the Doctor was a curse. That he'd somehow brainwashed you into the marriage. When in fact, it was the opposite. Any flaws others found in him, you loved. No matter what it was. You were his wife, his lover, his pet, his soul mate. Whatever he needed you to be. And it was of your own will.
He had his soft moments, you'd say. When his arms wrapped around your waist while you sat in his lap. Or you'd still sit but turned so you could play with his hair if a particular experiment was giving him trouble. His purred out thank yous when you brought him coffee.
He loved you, in his own way.
One way he'd show you is through sex. His sex drive was high and he made the most of that.
...
"So pretty, Doll." He murmured, his gloved fingers running along your spine. Your body shivered from his touch, a smile spreading across your face. "Just for you," you purred. Your back arching slightly from his touch. "Mm, is that so? This pussy all mine too?" He questioned, bringing his hand down to your wet folds. Sliding a digit in between before rearing his hand back, smacking your cunt.
You moaned, pussy leaking from the pain. "Mm, yes."
He smacked you again, watching as you twitched and dripped onto the sheets. The sting from his wedding ring made your stomach flip, forming a knot of arousal.
He laughed, smacking you again. "I know pet. I know very well of your devotion." His wide toothy grin made your heart thump and add more fuel to the knot in your lower stomach. You swiveled your hips, tempting him into doing it again. "Oh?" He cooed, bringing his fingers back to your folds, circling over your clit. The wet, sloppy sound of your pussy echoed in the room. Then he slipped them inside, starting immediately at a quick pace. Your juices sloshing and spraying all over his hand and your thighs.
"Mm-ah-mmmhphhh~" you whined, pushing yourself back further on his fingers. "Gonna make a mess for me pet? Squirt all over my fingers?" You nodded your head rapidly, head getting dizzy with pleasure. Your thighs shaking as you felt the knot unravel, your pussy gushing all over the sheets and his fingers. Mumbling 'fucks' and s'good over and over as he helped you ride out the orgasm. He hummed, rubbing his messy fingers along your ass.
"You made a mess." You smiled, willing yourself to crawl towards him. Your lips wrapping around his messy fingers, cleaning off your own arousal. He smiled, wide and toothy as he watched. His other hand petting your head.
You let go with a pop. "Love you," you smiled. Your hands already reaching for his pants.
"Me too, Doll, me too."
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The Snow Stork (since several of you asked about the car and being snowed in haha)
Summary: In which a snowstorm leaves John Brady and his wife stranded in a snowbank and things get a little heated. Warnings apply and remember kiddos, I don't write full smut haha! Written in headcanon style! Feel free to keep sending me asks or requests! I'm having so much fun :) Also shoutout to @precious-little-scoundrel since she inspired some of the bones for this! š„°š«”
-A Christmas Eve party for the adults only in the Brady Family was an annual thing. It was the best party of the year and consisted of all of the good adult fun that the children couldn't participate ināspiked eggnog, some spicy stories, dancing and kissing under the mistletoe, and a couples' gift exchange.
-Every year since John Brady first fell in love with you, you've dutifully gone. And in the last four years, your parents have lovingly volunteered to watch the three musketeers that are the Brady Bunchāa darling little girl known as Anna, a precocious three year old known as little John, and a sweet little two year old known as Michael.
-Three children in four years has kept you and John Brady BUSY with caring for the house, him working, and managing the little cookie monsters that just wanna hear their dad blast the saxophone (but really, who could blame them?)
-It's a rare thing when you two get the chance to go away together, even for a few hours. Fortunately for you two, you've mastered the art of quickies and learning how to be discreet with very nosy children in the house (who you of course adore).
-So it's after this party where John's hands have been lingering a little too long at the hem of your dress, maybe you've had a *little* too much of the eggnog, and maybe you're both feeling like giddy teenagers again (although you're really not that old haha) and the hour drive home seems to not be long enough.
-Maybe it's the way that the snow is falling just heavy enough and the windshield wipers can't keep up
-Maybe it's the way that there is certainly ice on the roads (though you've both seen and driven through worse)
-Maybe it's the way that you're still humming Sinatra under your breath and he finds that SEXY as HELL
-But John Brady, ever the practical and timely man that he is, he keeps glancing down at his watch and wondering how bad it would be to just pull off to the side of the road?
-After all, you haven't been gone that long and it's entirely possible that the roads could get worse
-And you're his most precious cargo so he needs to take care of you in every way š
-But he's glancing over at you every few minutes, right hand still entwined with your left hand
-And he knows that people have done much crazier things to get alone time with their wives
-So of course, he makes a suggestion about the roads being too bad to drive through at the moment and maybe you should pull off to the side of the road
-He's flown through worse and you both know it
-But neither one of you is complaining when he quickly places the car in park, just off the side of the road and near a stretch of trees
-After all, he can barely see the road. But you know what he can see? You
-So of course, he's taking the opportunity to sweetly kiss your hand and tell you that he's missed having alone time with you
-And then you're shivering (for more than one reason)
-That's the only invitation he needs
-After all, John Brady takes marriage more seriously than the damn war. If you're cold, that is his God-given responsibility and privilege to fix and help you with.
"Body heat is better than layers."
-So of course the next thing you know, he's ducking over into the passenger side of the car
-And for the first time in a LONG time, there's no kids to interrupt, no meal that's burning downstairs, no one calling you on the phone, and not a single work-call or piece of homework for him to grade
-The car has been lovingly christened the Brady-Maker since the conception of your first child but you're about to put that entire encounter to shame
-Lingering kisses and warm breaths, hands squeezing and massaging at flesh to keep the other warm, fingers slipping below waistlines and dresses, tights and garters are RIPPED, obscene gasps and moans are spilling from the carāand the car might be shaking a *little* too much from the flipping positions and fun that you two are having
-So it's really unfortunate that in the middle of your second orgasm of the night, neither one of you notices the fact that a bunch of snow has just fallen from the trees above and literally lands on the car. Not just once. Not just twice. But several times.
-When he's removing his belt and attempting to position himself right in the dark, it's at this unfortunate cock-block of a moment that he realizes that the snow has indeed solidly built up around the car.
-So try as the two of you might (and you certainly try), the car is well and good stuck and there's just no way to get out of the car or to even attempt to get to anywhere with a phone until the snow has let up or morning has arrived.
-It's very fortunate at this point that you were already so proficient and skilled at conserving body heat by doing some *ahem* active martial activities
-Because what else are you supposed to do? Sit there and cuddle? Nah, that's not for you or for him
-Of course, your parents are wildly panickingābecause you two were supposed to be home HOURS ago
-But you know what? Neither John Brady or you is about to miss the chance to have some alone time, because who KNOWS when that could happen again? And for a whole night? It's really just science and common sense at this point and it's a real sacrifice that he's making by making love to you in that car.
-When you two finally show up, hours later in the mid-morning, the next dayāyour hair still messy and makeup certainly ruined (and missing tights and garters on top of it all), and he looks like he's just had the best night of his lifeā
-Is it really any wonder that this is how Brady Child #4 came into existence?
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Happy Birthday David Dastmalchian šššš
To celebrate, I'm stealing borrowing from my friend's @polkadotjohnson amazing idea of making a Top 10 Loved/Hottest roles of his, with an honourable mention for both~ Here's 30 of my most adored characters of his with little snippets for each, it's a looooong read, and if anyone else wants to make their own, here's a tierlist I made for this exact purpose ššš
10.
š Love of my Life - Dr Fearless
My cringefail boyfriend, I love every single headcanon I hear about him. He was so damn cute even before I fell in love, and now every time I see him I start giggling and kicking my feet lol š I adore how much fun DD has with him, and honestly Iām gunna dress as a vampire for Halloween this year /)w(\ been like 20+ years but I really really wanna do it!
š„ Hottest Role - Whistling Marauder (Bird Box)
Mother of mercy. We rewatched the whole movie just for him, so naturally he shows up near the end and then died ;w; but that outfit, holy hell. Oh my god. Iām such a sucker for bad boys and this guy is going around forcing people to stare at this eldrich being thatāll destroy you or drive you mad. And he looks goddamn great while doing it. Gunna attach myself to the chain on his jeans. Okay Iām normal again, what a way to start off the list lmao
ā£ļø Honourable Mention - Luke (Singled Out)
Douchebag. Shitty brother whoās also great if only to save his own ass. Thief. Pure idiot. Irresistible. I knew the moment I saw the clips on youtube that he would so be my type, and seeing the full pilot only proved that. Dude picked a burger over getting his sister, he would treat me so wrong half the time, but then heād make me waffles and itād be all better š
9.
š Love of my Life - The Writer (Making Love)
This one breaks my heart so much. Iāve been in a relationship like this before, and I really want to save him from his. Heās beautiful, heās talented, his outfit is hot as hell with all the rings and bracelets and necklaces, not to mention the undone shirt buttons, heās got the emo bangs, he is the complete package for me. The only reason he isnāt higher is because I fell for many others first. I almost never watched this one because my brain was going haywire trying to imagine what kinda scenes Iād find in something with a title like that, and sure enough my face was so red the entire time since I watched with headphones and it starts with him whispering right in my ear, like him asking, āDo you love me?ā nearly made me cry, I love him so much. If I could bring specifically him to life I would love the hell outta him until he stopped needing such a painful, self-destructive fake love with the Woman QwQ
ā£ļø Honourable Mention - Nick (Love is an Elevator)
This one is just a silly little guy /)w(\ right from the start heās so adorable, I would melt if anything even close to his interaction happened to me, and him just swooning and saying she was beautiful before bailing in tears is so me-coded TwT I would love to go out on a date with him!
š„ Hottest Role - Abra Kadabra (The Flash)
Abra was so tricky to place because I love him, but as soon as I remembered his buckle outfit from his second episode I knew he had to go under Hot. Like, again, Iām so weak. I love his attitude, I love how he just wants that applause for his showmanship, his āpowersā are cool as hell, and DD has the wand in his home now and I think thatās so damn cool š The reveal with him wanting to bring back his alternate timeline family was so sweet I almost cried, and he definitely didnāt deserve to be killed out so instantly right after his redemption. Not even a fan/watcher of the show, but in my head Iām having Flash warn him about it since heās from the future, so heās fine now š
8.
š Love of my Life - James Lewis (Teacher)
James was also incredibly difficult to place because I love him so much ;w; The entire movie I was rooting for him, guy did nothing wrong in the face of what was going on around him, and granted he did take things too far, butā¦ villains are hot š³ so I won through that entire movie. And he lived! And kept getting to teach! I remember I pointed at the screen when he was putting books away cause thatās my job lol I felt truly close to him in that short moment š Anyway, Arabella didnāt deserve him, like she wasn't into it from the moment they met, every single time he talked she would do this š¬ guy was going through hell and was very clearly in a bad place all around, I canāt fault him for drunkenly saying the wrong thing if it were me, even if it did really hurt me. Gunna give him a new wedding ring to put on when he gets outta prison.
ā£ļø Honourable Mention - Hector (Premature)
Heās so cute!!! I may be weak for villains, but I adore his sweeter roles as well, Iām so glad I got to see him. If I moved to a new city and he was my neighbour Iād know Iād be okay, because honestly he needs to be my roommate like yesterday. A chef whoās afraid to cook because of OCD, Iām sure heād be able to help me with my own cooking from a safe distance, and I already have some practice as my sibling has OCD and is very strict about how her food is handled, so Iāll have come full circle. I just need to make him more okay with cuddles firstā¦
š„ Hottest Role - Denham (A Killer of Men)
Denham was another one that was hard to place, because that axe twirls makes me insane, but with what little screentime he gets it all evens out. Another great villain, heās just senseless violence in a bloody wedding dress and he works it. Love the look, love the vibe, if the world ended and the whole gang was coming at me Iād be honoured if he was the one who got me (I swear Iām not that deranged lmao just thirsty)
7.
š Love of my Life - Simon Lynch (Almost Human)
Even now I feel like Simon should be higher, especially since Iāve written my fic about him as well as my deep dive. Iāve said it before but my heart really went out to him, the deep dive says way more than I can fit it here, which probably means he should be higher lol so give that (and maybe the fic too ššš) a read if you havenāt already, all my love for him went into both.
ā£ļø Honourable Mention - James Harris (The Employer)
Another adorable character, the bar flashbacks had me blushing every time. We all knew itād be him, but Iām so glad he pulled through at the end. I want this one to be happy, especially after everything he went through. Absolutely cutiepie, gunna be the one to pay for his dinner after he gets home š
š„ Hottest Role - Dwight Pollard (Gotham)
Since I go into all of his roles blind, I had no idea what to expect for this one, but from the start I was hooked. Having him be a crazed cult leader with the biggest, most feral smile and laugh ever stole my heart the things I would let this man do to me sakndskjds I liveblogged his eps to a friend of mine whoās seen Gotham and has been trying to get me to watch it for ages cause I love DC, so she was thrilled as I sat here screaming about everything leading up to his ending :āD Iāve gotten some encouragement to write him, so when I do itās gunna be so insane Iāll have to tag the hell outta it lmao (btw making these gifs nearly killed me oh my god I need him)
6.
š Love of my Life - Joshua Whitmore (Cass)
All the pain I went through trying to get this movie was worth it because it all led to him. I love him, I adore him, Iām so incredibly glad that so many others got to see him and love him too thanks to my trials and tribulations. DDās only artist role, I got to connect with him on a personal level not shared with the others, and my desire to make sure heās safe and taken care of is so strong that I wrote 26k about him, theyāre two of my most favourite things Iāve ever written. Iāve thrown the ending of the movie out and completely placed it with my own, which can be found in my fics, and until Hugh Schulze DMs me personally and tells me what his vision was, thatās what Iām sticking with forever. So rest easy, heās free from New York and buyers and dealers and the street and heās safe and happy and painting again ;w;
ā£ļø Honourable Mention - Thomas Schiff (The Dark Knight)
The OG, a lot of peopleās first roles of his, including mine. I remember seeing this movie in theaters when it came out so that means I saw him up there, on the big screen, and something about him stuck around in my brain until I finally realized my love QwQ Even if he isnāt as fleshed out in my mind to make the actual list, I still needed to include him in some way, I hope he got placed somewhere that wasn't Arkham after Batman stepped in.
š„ Hottest Role - Cam (Relaxer)
I will never watch Relaxer again. Couldnāt even do it while I was making his scenepack cause so many horrible things happen to Abbie I couldnāt take it. But Cam, oh my god, I need this man. Someday I wanna write this huge fic about the reader trying to date him, and thereās no redemption. Heās still terrible at the end. But thatās what we all love about him, how shitty he is and how the potential is there for him to make us all worse. He sucks, but in the best way, and I kinda need him to maybe bully me please š³ (making that first gif nearly made me blackout why is he doing pushups)
5.
š Love of my Life - Bob Taylor (Prisoners)
When I started adding names to my list of men I loved, Bob wasn't even on it at first I think, despite liking him in the movie. Then I saw more with him and added him to crushes. Now Iām fully in love with him, and he breaks my heart every single day. He was hurting for so long, even when we were watching I couldnāt place the blame on him while the rest of my family were convinced just like Loki that he was the one, but no matter what I couldnāt. The second I saw his sweet smile I told them there was no way it was him, and sure enough I was right. Another character who didnāt deserve what happened to him, Iāve been slowly helping him with my headcanons, but in my personal queue I have a fic planned for him and he will have no more sad days when I do š I also have a bunny plush Iād had for years, my dad bought it for me and itās been sitting on my bed ever since, and when Iām sad I hold it and pretend Bob gave it to me, itās honestly got me through some much needed therapy because if he could go about his day with that kind of trauma then I could be brave and call about my own mental health :ā)
ā£ļø Honourable Mention - Lonny Crane (The Belko Experiment)
This oneās a bit of a double whammy, cause I love him, but the switch to violence had me staring š Either way, he didnāt deserve his death, but since it is a killing game type movie he was doomed from the start, at least his seemed instant š„ŗ Someday Iāll write a fixit for him too, it was just too much for him back to back to back, he really didnāt deserve his final moments to have him as a villain even though I would really love to be lifted up like that aklskjdskds okay Iām normal again
š„ Hottest Role - Ray Watkins (The Rookie)
Have you seen this man? No really, have you seen him? The twirl, the shirt lifting on his hips, the cold but also fun villainy, the nonchalance to mask the cruelness underneath. I need him. This one is not a Want, he is a Need and I need him. I hope that he gets to come back in the future to fully wrap up his plot along with the copās plot, pleasepleaseplease, otherwise I will die unsatisfied.
4.
š Love of my Life - Kurt Goreshter (Ant-Man 1-2)
I believe he mightāve been the second role Iād ever seen, but only after I really got into the MCU after Endgame. I skipped Ant-Man in my original watches, since I was mostly just into the Avengers and Cap (mainly Bucky lol) in general, but when I finally did a full marathon I really enjoyed the first movie. Cannot remember my feelings for him now since itās been about 4 years, but I do know when I went back to rewatch in March I fell the second I saw him š„° the hair, the accent, the outfit AGAIN, and those hand tattoos, this is another Perfect Man. My crush on him is incredibly strong, it told me that yeah I was really starting to fall for DD (at that point Iād just seen Demeter a few times, and then Oppenheimer on accident) and it officially kicked off my marathon that eventually led me to my collection I have today.Ā
ā£ļø Honourable Mention - Lester Billings (The Boogeyman)
My family actually watched this without me way before my crush began, so when I saw he was in it I just had to finally sit down and watch it myself. Cue me hurriedly typing to my sibling when he showed up lol this man is SAD! Heās so beautiful and sad, I just wanna make a new family with him (I would be a parent for him, thatās the extent of my love) so he can be happy again. I love the backstory I made up for him way more than the original story, sorry Stephen King but you made him awful and I donāt want that one. Iām gunna save this man and he WILL smile again, thatās a Ray Guarantee.
š„ Hottest Role - The Vampire (Cora)
Now, to start, this one falls prey to Very Bad Writing Choices. I will not deny that. Like, even with the allegory of the whole thing (that I did not see cause I just saw a short vampire story honestly) it's very much Not Good. But thatās why Iām removing him from the short and keeping him. In fact, go read polkadotjohnsonās fics on him, theyāre fantastic and I adore how she wrote him. I someday wish to do my own, because otherwise everyone who canāt look past the Very Bad Writing Choices are getting straight up robbed of this one. Those double fangs need to introduce themselves to my neck pronto, you see what Iām saying? Heās so goddamn hot, DD needs to play a very serious vampire role again so everyone can see the Vision, he wants to do it, I need to win the lottery so I can fund this movie myself, thatās my new lifeās goal.
3.
š Love of my Life - Jack Delroy (Late Night With the Devil)
The first movie I saw in theaters after my crush began! My friend saw him in a tweet about it and linked me to it so I thought it was already out, but I ended up having to wait two weeks and it nearly killed me ;w; I went in completely blind, which is good cause the trailer spoils so many great shots unfortunately, and the entire time I was swooning. Like, I usually whisper to my sibling during movies if we have comments, weāre very talkative at home when we watch stuff, but this time I was just sitting there staring with hearts in my eyes without pause. Iām in love with this man, plain and simple, Iām so glad I was able to get to see it since it didnāt come to the theater closest, we had to drive an hour away and when dad joked about me paying for the tickets since I was the one who wanted to see it, I did in a heartbeat. I wanted to see it again, but it was only there a couple weeks, so by the time I was able to go it was gone and Iām still upset about it. Iād sell my soul for this man, I love writing for him so much, Iām so glad my crush on Wojchek bloomed just in time for me to see this.
ā£ļø Honourable Mention - Hank (Virgin Alexander)
I avoided this one at first because the trailer was making me cringe and I was going crazy over what kinda sexy awkward role heād have in it, but I was pleasantly surprised in the end. I think the movie is actually cute, despite some stuff still making me cringe, and Hank is literally the most perfect boyfriend. If he showed up randomly in my life I would date him in a second, hands down. Heās so shaped like a friend, I know Iād always have fun with him even when weāre not Having Fun, and thatās all you can ever ask for in a relationship š
š„ Hottest Role - Breck Montanari (Double Black)
Okay first of all I gave him that last name. Second of all, I wrote 70k about this man and I am so in love with him that I own him now. Iāve taken him from Sara Woomer, heās mine now. He has a full past, gave him a future and a partner, thereās no way I couldnāt have fallen in love with him. Unfortunately that fic will never be shared as itās private, but know that, again, until Sara Woomer DMs me personally and shares everything else about this world, this is my new canon for him. And the cult. And the entire area where he lives. And several of the members. And the new Double Black who was such a chill dude that I made my bff love him too. This is my secret legacy. He only lost out to my #2 because thereās no way he couldnāt be my #2.
2.
š Love of my Life - Wojchek (The Last Voyage of the Demeter)
The reason I finally learned his name QwQ I went into this movie blind, dad really wanted to see it and I love horror so I went with him, and the second I saw him I said, āOh that guy! I know that guy!ā since by then Iād seen Kurt and Abner a few years earlier and vaguely remembered him. I spent the whole movie then dreading his end thanks to the opening lines, and Iām pretty sure I quietly yelled at the screen when he fell and then got got after praying heād be okay TwT After Abner, heās the first DD role I ever shipped with, and when my crush officially restarted I ended up writing my entire plot for him and Addy that night before bed. I love him so much, heās my jolly sailor bold who stole my heart by crying over the thought of having to lose his home. Heāll forever own a special place in my heart because of all this, I canāt imagine anyone else taking this spot.
š„ Hottest Role - Murdoc (MacGyver 2016)
Murdoc was the first TV role of his I checked out after I saw as many movies as I could that interested me (mostly all the ones on Prime sans a couple, my collection was very very small by then) and the moment I saw him be mentioned I was ready to go. The Alice in Wonderland vague text, running and then getting shocked before falling two floors, showing up with that hair, I was not prepared for everything else they were about to throw at me. Murdoc is one of my most favourite characters now, heās so much fun, I adore everything about him, Iāve only edited with him twice and written him once, but I need to do both so much more! This one is hot as fuck, heās adorable, he loves his son, heās got tools, heās utterly sadistic, heās a silly little guy. This is another Perfect Man, I cannot wait to decide on his plot with Addy because thereās too many fun possibilities I honestly might just make multiple.
ā£ļø Honourable Mention - Willy Cunningham (The Domestics)
Nowā¦ you might all be thinkingā¦ why the hell is this guy a #2 honourable mention in the face of all the othersā¦ and the answer isā¦ Iām a freak š Iāll never say, but my eyes were opened to him, and my god, I will literally never be the same. I just need him and that insanely feral energy okay, lemme have this.
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š Love of my Life - Abner Krill (The Suicide Squad)
The love that started it all, I think I fell for him the moment he walked outta his cell and got teased. The love I feel for him goes so deep, it only compares to one other, and whenever I work on my plot for him and Addy I always get choked up. The ultimate one who didnāt deserve what he got, I actually refused to watch the movie again after he died, straight up did not watch until my marathon started, and as soon as I saw him in that cell it all came back. I instantly fell back in love with him, and thus his Addy plot has the most love put into it to make sure heās happy and safe. I thought that maybe thereād be another to win my heart as my marathon grew, but nope heās still there sharing it with my other #1, and seeing him can instantly bring a smile to my face no matter how Iām feeling.Ā
After the movie I read the trivia again and my crush on DD himself began, so itās all thanks to him and Wojchek that Iāve met the people I know today and have created so many things in such a short time. When I hit my lowest low in years I just sat at my desk and held the funko I have of him and just cried it all out, and it honestly helped me get out of that spiral. Thanks to him I now have a Polka-Dot Man collection (still missing one figure and maybe a signed print and poster ššš„°) and if I could get a plushie of him to join the ton I already have Iād buy him in a second. Maybe someday, if I have any courage, Iāll bring my funko or something to a con where DD is attending and get it signed, either him or my other #1, and Iāll cherish it forever.
ā£ļø Honourable Mention - Jude (Animals)
Like all the others, I went into this movie completely blind. I didnāt know DD wrote it or its significance to him until after it was over and the credits rolled. So the entire time I was watching I was falling in love with him, he was so incredibly my type in the moments he was actually happy that itās insane, I spent the whole movie just saying how much I would date him in better circumstances. We were sadly betting which one of them was going to die as things just got worse, me and my sibling were watching so miserably, and then we were rewarded with a happy ending despite the bittersweetness. And then the credits rolled, after me repeatedly wondering why heād accept a role like this after knowing at least about his addiction and it all fell into place. I havenāt been able to watch again so far now that I know a lot of what happened to Jude also happened to him, it breaks my heart too much, but I still love him deep down and I hope he was also able to heal after the credits rolled.
š„ Hottest Role - Johnson (Reprisal)
Tied for first with Abner as the ultimate love of my life and claiming this one all to himself, Johnson is the Most Perfect Man. Literally, no other DD role can top him in my heart aside from Abner. I honestly almost skipped Reprisal entirely because the promo image on his imdb didnāt grab me (Iām such a fake fan Iām so ashamed of myself), but when I was done with everything else and wanted to see more, I downloaded it without ep9 since he wasn't in it, and started watching. What followed next was me falling so in love with the show that I spent forever trying to get that missing episode back from near dead torrents cause I needed to watch it even though he wasn't in it. Reprisal is my Roman Empire, I am constantly thinking about it and him and Matty, not just for my fic but just because I love it all so fucking much.Ā
Johnson himself is so fascinating, Iām incredibly in love with him and everything about him, heās unlike any other role DD has played that thereās a complete disconnect in my mind, heās just Johnson. Heās so goddamn hot I missed out on literally everything the first round because I was watching him so hard, Matty and Ethan were nonexistent to me and Iām madly in love with Matty now so let that sink in, and when I rewatched it immediately after with my parents it was like I was watching for the first time. Iām loving writing for him (and Matty and Ethan of course) so much that my thoughts go back to him daily, and it almost always includes me being on the verge of tears because of how insanely good this script is and how these boys bring me so much joy while also shattering my heart.Ā
Making the gif below no joke did make me cry like this show is my greatest weakness right now you guys don't even understand how much it and Johnson mean to me.
I need to edit more for him and them and the show in general, if I had endless money and all the confidence in the world I would truly fund this show single handedly so it can finish the way it was supposed to. Iām so mad at Hulu for giving me the greatest love(s) of my life before taking him away years before Iād ever know him, with no physical media or merch to at least collect to numb the pain. At some point I need to get some promo pics printed out as actual posters, I need this show on my wall so I can always see him.
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