#especially because it's already a tough time of year for them and work has been stressful nd i dont want to add to it but i cant lie to them

[cactusdodes]

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[bleedingoptimism]

College dropout Steve Harrington with two years of business school under his belt, works, invests, saves, and manages his time and money until he has enough to open up his own little hair-dressing salon.

His parents didn’t approve of Steve’s “dream” at first but ended up warming up to the idea when the place didn’t crash and burn after a year. Now, two years in the running “Hair of Town” is doing numbers and Steve is ecstatic that he’s able to afford to hire an assistant.

Especially because Robin is the other half of his soul he didn’t know he was missing. She’s funny, brass, and sweet in her own way. She’s also incredibly intelligent, she’s working part-time with him and brawling her way through a major in linguistics in two different languages at the same time.

But, burnout it’s a thing and the reason why she called in sick last minute monday morning leaving Steve to manage the salon alone that tuesday.

He had just finished with a client and was thinking about how he hadn’t missed being alone in the shop at all when a girl with long wavy red hair comes in.

He smiles at her, looking at the door to see if someone else walks in after because the girl doesn’t look old enough to be walking around alone yet, “Good Da-”

“I want to cut my hair” she interrupts him. He suppresses a chuckle at the business-like attitude and smiles at her,

“Oka-”

“But I’m not cutting my hair unless my dad cuts his first” She interrupts him again and this time Steve does chuckle and looks up when the bell by the door rings as someone else walks into the shop.

A man, a gorgeous man with long curly hair walks in a little out of breath, “There you are!” he says and then looks up at Steve and his eyebrows shoot up and he visibly swallows and stumbles a little, “Oh! Hi…”

The little redhead points at the man and her eyebrows raise too, “See?” she says and Steve laughs again, “I see” he tells her and then smiles at the man.

Who takes that as his cue to come closer, “I see she’s already told you her conditions…” he says with a cheeky smile and then he leans in and whispers, “I don’t really want to cut my hair. I’ve been growing it for years” 

Steve gets momentarily distracted by big chocolate brown eyes but then he clears his throat and looks at the man’s hair, “May I?” he asks as he moves his hand closer to the strands framing the man’s face.

He blushes and nods before Steve touches it lightly, “Mmm, the ends are a little dry, we could fix that. Cut just a little,” and because the guy’s really pretty and he’s blushing a lot Steve can’t resist himself when he looks at him in the eye and smiles crookedly, “Just the tip?” 

Chocolate-eyes blushes even harder and blinks at him a few times before nodding slowly. 

“You’ll do it?” Redhead asks excitedly and for a second Steve forgot she was there. He turns and smiles at her and then moves and gestures them over to the couch, “Ok, who is going first?” 

“Him.” She answers immediately.

Chocolate-eyes sighs and Steve smirks at him, “Right this way, sr.” he says and takes them to the back to wash his hair.

He notices the little girl follows them and that the dad’s about to say something about it so he touches his shoulder lightly as he sits down, “It’s okay,” he assures him.

He can tell this girl is a handful but Steve already kind of adores her attitude. She’s obviously scared or nervous about getting a haircut and acting up tough seems to be her go-to and Steve finds that very relatable. 

“What are you doing?” She asks as Steve turns the water on and her dad gets comfortable in the chair. Steve beckons her closer as he explains, “I’m washing his hair,”

She crunches up her nose and giggles, “Is it dirty?” 

“Not at all, but it will let me see better what hairs I need to cut” he answers and as he starts touching the man’s hair, he closes his eyes and sighs contentedly in his chair.

Redhead nods like that makes perfect sense to her and then as Steve’s pouring shampoo in his hands she asks, “What’s that?”

“Shampoo” Steve tells her and offers his hand for her to smell the scent. She does and then nods again, she seems very satisfied with being involved in the process. 

As Steve massages the man’s head she stays beside him, watching attentively, and then perks up again when Steve grabs another bottle, “What’s that?” 

“Conditioner, to make his hair softer and easier to comb through” Steve answers and she taps her chin, “Of course,” she says and Steve chuckles making her frown, “What?” she prods.

“You are just very lovely” he says and boops her nose leaving a small dollop of foam behind. Redhead’s frown depends but when she notices the foam she giggles and swaps it off.

When he’s done washing the man’s hair, Redhead runs to the front of the shop and sits on the couch as Steve carefully wraps a towel around Chocolate-eyes head.

He can feel the man’s eyes boring into him so he looks at him and smiles and he blushes again, “You are really good with her,” he tells Steve.

Steve's smile grows wider and he looks down bashfully.

Once he’s sat, Redhead walks up closer to Steve and inspects what he’s doing, Steve grabs his scissors from his apron and moves them without touching yet through the length of the man’s hair.

Stopping at different heights he asks his little assistant where he should cut and gets an exasperated “Please don’t” from the man when he stops close to his neckline. Steve smiles and winks at him through the mirror and he blushes again.

Redhead seems very amused by the whole thing and when he finally gets to work, she just stands close to them watching quietly. And Steve keeps true to his word and only cuts the dried-up ends.

After he’s done he partially dries the hair and uses a hair lotion to work his curls and let it dry naturally. He gets the feeling this guy likes having his hair long but doesn’t take care of it at all and it makes his hands itch with the need to take care of it for him.

“What do you think?” he asks Redhead looking at their reflection in the mirror to include Chocolate-eyes in the answer.

The girl comes closer and her dad picks her up as she touches his hair, “Soft, pretty” she says and Chocolate-eyes smiles at her and kisses her cheek loudly.

“Your turn now!” he tells her and she visibly hesitates. 

Steve crouches until he’s at eye level with her, “I forgot to ask, are you the princess type? Maybe a knight? Perhaps the dragon?” he asks her, and she tilts her head and really thinks about it.

“A knight!” she declares and he smiles at her, 

“Ok! Sir Knight! This will be your throne” he tells her and points to the washing chair.

“Knights don’t have thrones” She frowns at him but goes to sit anyway.

“They do in my kingdom” he answers easily.

“So, are you the king of Hair of Town?” Chocolate-eyes asks with a smile and Steve smirks,

“Sure, but if I’m the king and she’s the knight, what are you?”

“The princess!” Redhead answers excitedly and tries to lift her head where Steve is washing it but he touches her forehead softly and she stills and looks up at him, “‘cause his hair is soft and pretty like a princess's hair now!”

He smiles and nods at her, “You are right,” and then he looks back at the man after placing Redhead with a towel wrapped around her hair on the cutting chair, “Would the princess like something to drink while he waits?” he asks flirtingly and gets the prettiest blush yet and a little fumbling in return before he takes pity on the man and makes his smile a little more friendly, “A coffee maybe?” 

But Princess seems to be of the mind that two can play this game, because he recovers easily and smiles at Steve, “Maybe some other time” he jokes.

Steve raises an eyebrow and smiles at him before turning his attention back to his Knight, “So, how would you like me to cut it?” he asks her, combing his fingers through her long hair softly.

“I can choose?” she asks excitedly and Steve looks briefly back at Princess who nods before smiling at her, “Of course”

She looks back at her dad and then at Steve and seems to think about it for a second before she says, “I want it short, like yours” 

Steve looks at her surprised, “Are you sure?” 

She nods decidedly, “Yes, I want it to look just like yours” 

Steve glances back at her father one last time just to make sure and he’s already smiling brightly back at him when he does. He nods once more and Steve gets his scissors out feeling silly for feeling so touched and flattered by the girl's request.

But just when he’s about to start his phone rings, and since it’s working hours and it’s probably someone wanting to make an appointment, he excuses himself for a second,

“Take care of the kingdom while I'm gone, ok?” he tells his Knight and she nods and sits up straighter on the chair.

He moves to the small side room where he keeps the coffee machine to answer but it ends up being a telemarketer so he quickly tells them he’s working right now and hangs up. And just as he’s about to open the door he hears Redhead talking with her dad,

“...But the princess can marry the king, right?” she’s saying, and Princess groans,

“Max, please don’t give your daddy ideas,” he tells her and Steve needs to take a moment before going back out there because his mind immediately conjures up stupid and beautiful images of a wedding, a white suit, and a black one, a cute flower girl with red hair, a happy family of three but also, way in the back of his mind, the man’s voice referring to himself as ‘daddy’ might have awakened something in him.

Huffing and plastering on a smile he walks out and sees the man blush again but he focuses on his red Knight, “Excellent job, I knew my kingdom was in good hands, you ready to start?”

Max nods going back to her stiff posture and Steve goes to work on her head, making sure she relaxes into a more comfortable position as he goes.

Soon, the hair is done, so he blow-dries it before styling it just like his own since that's what she had asked.

“What do you think?” he asks her just like before and she looks at him through the mirror and shakes her head, giggling when it moves easily with the shorter length, “I love it!” she says and then she gets off the chair and vows at him, “Thank you, King,” she says.

And Steve theatrically vows back at her, grabbing the edges of his apron as if it were a dress. “You are very welcome my brave Knight”

She giggles again and runs to her father, hugging his legs as he stands up.

Steve smiles and moves to the front desk to charge for the service but after Princess pays, he lingers and an awkward silence comes over them.

Steve chuckles and subtly pushes the small box with his business cards on it and the man smiles and takes one, “Well… I-”

“That's my personal number,” Steve says suddenly, nodding at the card, “If you… maybe, If- Just in case” he finishes lamely.

The fear of not seeing him, or Max again suddenly makes him stumble.

But Princess smiles at him, “Max, say goodbye to Your Majesty” he says vowing his head and keeping his eyes locked on Steve the whole time.

Max waves goodbye still shaking her head and messing up with her hair excitedly and then they are gone.

Steve smiles and sighs hoping that isn't the last time he sees them.

It’s 20 minutes later as he’s working on another customer that he feels his phone vibrate with a message and then another, and another, and a few more after that.

He checks his phone once the customer is gone and there’s a bunch of texts from an unknown number.

‘hey its eddie’

‘wondering when youd like to drink that coffee???’

‘i just realized i never told u my name’

‘i was there earlier’

‘for a haircut?????’

‘jesus christ im butchering this’

‘...............i was the princess’

‘really hoping you find this endearing and not pathetic’

He chuckles delighted at his phone as he takes a screenshot and sends it to Robin but not before answering back:

‘I’d love to have coffee with you, princess.’

☕🥐💕

[transvampireboyfriend]

@steddie-week day 3: discover + first kiss

"There you are!" Eddie says, like he's been looking for him everywhere, his face even lighting up as he enters the kitchen.

"Here I am." Steve shoots back.

Steve's sure that he's wearing a similar expression. He missed him.

After Eddie and Robin graduated, Eddie took a job at a local auto shop while Robin and Steve took jobs at the library and filled out college applications.

During that time the three of them had gotten really close, talking each other through tough times and celebrating what they achieved together.

Steve moved with Robin to start school at the beginning of this year and Eddie stayed with his uncle, still figuring out what he wanted to do with his future.

So, this is the first time they've been apart for months since they met, and Steve did not anticipate how much he would need to see him, to hear him.

The phone doesn't do his voice justice.

Steve puts the dough down to wipe the flour off his hands, but his eyes never leave Eddie as he drops his tote bag on a stool across from Steve.

"Can't believe they left you here with all the work, man" Eddie laments, shaking his head and walking around the kitchen island to where Steve is.

Steve's heart beats oddly fast in his chest as he huffs a small laugh and tries to figure out if a hug is okay in the split second before Eddie pulls him into his arms.

Steve wraps his arms around him and rests his chin on Eddie's shoulder, relieved.

"I don't mind" Steve murmurs, about making the pizza while the kids catch up with Robin and Nancy in the living room.

Eddie chuckles, softly claps his back and pulls away to grab Steve's shoulders instead

"Of course you don't" he says, with mirth in his eyes "How are you, Stevie?" he asks, his head tilting to the side and his dimples showing.

"Hi" Steve says to those dimples he hadn't seen in so long "I mean- good. I'm good" Steve smiles, genuinely delighted. "How are you? How was the drive?" Steve asks

"Ugh, it was hell!" Eddie slumps a little when he says it, his exhaustion evident "but I'm good!" he assures, "you know what I need?"

Steve shakes his head no "What?"

"To help you make like seven pizzas right now," Eddie answers, squeezing Steve's shoulders before letting go. "Where do you need me?"

That's a question.

It's not like Steve hadn't notice his crush on Eddie before he moved away, but he was kind of ignoring it, or at least trying to for the sake of their friendship.

Clicking with someone the way he did with Eddie was rare for him, he didn't wanna risk losing that, especially after so many failed dates; Steve was just kinda over the whole thing.

And Eddie never showed anything more than friendly affection so, really, it was the right thing to do to just, pretend like Eddie's eyes weren't the only thing he could think of when the sun first filtered through his windows.

And he'd thought it would go away in time, and then with so many miles between them.

But here he is again, asking how he can help Steve cook pizza for their friends and Steve kinda wants to cry a bit, because no, of course it wouldn't go away.

If anything it seems distance has made it worse, Steve feels intoxicated by the smell of cigarettes and pine trees.

"Um, there's two in the oven" Steve points out, "and everything's already chopped up, I guess you can help me put the toppings on these next two?" Steve suggests, going back to knead two more bases out of the dough he left on the island countertop.

"Yessir!" Eddie salutes, walking back to rummage in his tote. "I brought brownies for dessert," Eddie offers, bringing out the container "totally safe." he assures.

"I have ice cream too, which I assume im putting there?" Eddie asks, pointing to the refrigerator behind Steve, Steve nods.

Eddie brings out the tub of ice cream and spots something else in his bag "oh and I had olives!" he places an olives jar on the table before walking towards the fridge.

"I thought you didn't like olives" Steve comments

Eddie sticks his head in their freezer and answers "oh, I don't mind them"

Steve fully turns to him with a confused frown "no, i remember you specifically requesting no olives in our pizza for the past, like, year"

Eddie's making space in their freezer, moving things around. He casually says "that's because you don't like them, Stevie" and continues his task like what he just said has no significance at all.

Steve blinks, feels stuck to where he's standing.

Steve had mentioned he doesn't like olives maybe a week after the whole upside down business, when the kids had been at Dustin's and Claudia had offered him salad during dinner, which he politely refused, because it had olives.

Eddie was there, they had all been working on characters for their next campaign and stayed for dinner. Steve had only dropped by to deliver a book Dustin left in his car, and Claudia invited him to stay.

Come to think of it, Eddie had enjoyed that salad just fine.

Steve never mentioned olives again.

And it wouldn't be until a month later that Eddie would first order pizza for them making that specific request.

For Steve.

And it's so silly, it's such a small thing, but all of a sudden a myriad of small things are thrust in Steve's face.

Eddie watching Grease with him, Eddie always knowing how he takes his coffee, Eddie singing along to ABBA in Steve's car, Eddie complimenting the jacket everyone said made him look dorky, Eddie keeping a Tears For Fears tape in his car, Eddie using one of his sick days to help him pack the stuff in his room, Eddie memorizing his schedule and calling him multiple times a week for the past few months exactly when he knew Steve would be home and bored without Robin.

It's like someone lifts a veil off his eyes.

Steve's watched Friday the 13th five times and would watch it again if it was with Eddie, he knows Eddie takes his coffee with a frankly concerning amount of sugar, there's a Black Sabbath record in his room right now!

He's never put in this type of effort with friends before! They either have similar tastes already or Steve doesn't feel the need to match them anyways.

It's different with Eddie, it's like he wants to be connected to him somehow, make sure they're close.

He didn't know Robin liked tea until they moved in together! He knows Eddie categorically refuses to try tea in any form. And actually, his uncle got him thinking about it and he's considering to change that, Eddie told him about it last Thursday while Robin was at band practice.

He's never tried somebody else's music without them asking for it, he's never volunteered to watch a horror movie, he's never worn clothes he thought wouldn't fit his style, he's only ever done that with

"Eddie" he says out loud, it comes out a little breathless but Eddie doesn't seem to notice.

"Hmm?" he acknowledges, finally placing the ice cream in the freezer and Steve catches a glimpse of it as Eddie shuts the freezer door.

He turns to Steve and raises his eyebrows.

"Was that cookies and cream?" Steve asks

"Mhm. Yep" Eddie confirms

"Why'd you buy that one?" Steve wants to know.

Eddie shrugs " 'Cause it's your favorite" he answers, easy.

So easy. Like he didn't even consider any other flavor.

"Why did you buy my favorite ice cream, Eddie?" Steve insists,

Eddie splutters "I- I um, I mean do you not-?" he trails off and looks at Steve's posture, the way he hasn't moved a hair in the last couple of moments must click then. His eyes trail up to meet Steve's again and realization dawns on his face.

"Holy shit, Steve. You didn't know?"

"What?! What do you mean I didn't know? Who knew?!"

"I-! um, everyone? I'm not exactly subt-"

"oh my god!"

Steve can feel the blood warming his face and ears and it seems to spring Eddie back into action.

"I mean! Clearly not everyone knew! You didn't know!" he says walking over to him and running his hands up and down Steve's arms "pfft, practically no one knew!"

"Eddie" Steve wants to laugh but he's afraid he might burst into tears.

"I thought you knew" Eddie says in the smallest voice he's used so far, his hands stilling.

"I'm sorry" Steve says,

"No!" Eddie protests, his hands coming up to grab Steve's face "No, sweetheart, you have nothing to be sorry about"

Steve scoffs,

"Of course you didn't know!" Eddie continues "I never told you!" his hands caress Steve's cheeks and Steve thinks his knees might give out.

"So, I'm telling you now" Eddie says, determined. He takes a deep breath.

He looks into Steve's eyes and says "Steve, I am crazy about you. Not a day has gone by since the eighth fucking grade where I haven't thought about you. And since last year, it has been nothing but good things. I promise"

Steve snorts a laugh at that, his hands coming up to hold on to Eddie's wrists as they both shake with soft laughter.

"You have the most beautiful smile i have ever seen in my life" Eddie goes on. "You are the bravest, kindest, most badass person I know, your hair is a fucking miracle and your eyes. god, your eyes. i have tried to find something that even remotely gets close to the color of your eyes and I can't, and I've resigned myself to never finding it because even an exact match would not make me feel the way your eyes do. Because they're very pretty, but it's not about the color. It's just the fact that you're looking at me"

"God, Eddie" Steve sniffles, not sure what to even do with all the happiness inside of him.

Eddie scoffs a soft laugh "Seeing you happy makes me very happy." he explains "So i try to do little things that'll help that happen. That's why I bought your favorite ice cream, Stevie"

Steve smiles at him and rubs circles against his wrists.

Eddie, seemingly unable to stop talking says "it's selfish really, if you think abo-"

"I'm gonna kiss you now" Steve tells him

"Oh, oka-mmph"

Eddie's lips are soft and gentle and Steve has to coax him into being less tentative but once he does, Eddie kisses him insistently, never letting Steve get too far away, like he can't get enough of Steve. It makes Steve's heart flutter in his chest.

When they finally come up for breath Steve tells him "I can't believe you like olives" trailing his hands down his sides.

Eddie laughs, Steve loves that sound.

"I can stop" Eddie reminds him, placing a peck against Steve's smile.

"And I don't like them" he continues "i just don't mind 'em"

Steve hums a disapproving tone but still leans in for another small kiss.

"I only brought them in case anyone wanted them! they were left over I swear" Eddie excuses against his lips. Steve giggles, his hands now on Eddie's waist, toying with his chains.

"You look good today" Steve tells him

"Oh?"

"Smell good too." Steve says, nosing his cheek. Eddie shivers.

"Always do" Steve clarifies, his mouth coming back to kiss Eddie softly as his hands trail up to play with strands of his hair.

"Your hair's so soft" Steve continues "and pretty. You're pretty"

It makes Eddie blush and Steve grins, delighted by what he achieved.

"And you're brave too Eds, and badass, and cool and fun" Steve smiles when Eddie scoffs but once he sobers up he continues "And I think your eyes are prettier than rays of sunshine." Steve tells him "And I think I'd do anything for you" he adds.

Before he can register the way Eddie's looking at him, Steve's being kissed again with an assuredness that makes him sigh.

The only thing that parts them is the oven timer dinging and even then, Steve has to threaten Eddie with no pizza if he doesn't let Steve go.

Steve doesn't think he's ever been happier.

[multifandomgirl08]

Me Against Him - M.V. #1

Max Verstappen x Younger Verstappen Sister!Reader (Platonic), Unnamed Male Character x Younger Verstappen Sister!Reader (Romantic)

Summary: You never wanted to be on the sidelines watching your brother compete, you wanted to be out there with him fighting for a championship.

Warning(s): Dual POVs (Reader and Max), Jos Verstappen (on page), Kelly Piquet (mention). I’m warning for Kelly as a precaution to those who aren’t a fan of her, she was in the request so I’m only writing about her because of that. She will be brought up in part 2.

A/N: Taken from this Request by @fordlita. I had to work with what I felt was important vs. fitting everything that was given to me in the request. That is why it has taken so long to work on this request. Most of this is just set up for part 2, which I've already started working on. I have no plans on extending this further than that.

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From the moment that you started karting, you knew that it would never be easy. Being one of the few girls striving to drive in Formula 1 and get a seat. It had always been tough especially since your brother was also working for a Formula 1 seat.

Racing and competing had always come easy to Max, even when you were both karting, your father Jos had always made Max the priority. He would finish working on Max's kart first, he would give Max the more expensive parts. You would put the same time and effort into competing and somehow it was never enough.

Once you had finally made it to F1 Academy and were racing with some of the other top women in the sport things seemed to feel like they were easier for you.

In the eyes of the media, Max was still the prodigal child of Jos Verstappen, and you were just Max's youngest sister, Victoria's twin, and Sophie Kumpen's karting legacy.

You loved your mother, she was the one who encouraged you to give karting a real try, not just because of your father or Max but because you really loved it and racing had made you happy.

Over the two years that you had been in F1 Academy, you had managed to win a championship and eventually, your agent had gotten a call from McLaren to be their reserve driver. You weren’t happy with being their reserve driver. You wanted to be driving for the team. And then you finally got your opportunity.

Six weeks later you had gotten another call from your agent telling you that McLaren wanted to sign you to be their second driver for the upcoming season.

It was everything that you had worked for all your life. You had called your mom and Victoria and shared the news with them. Victoria insisted that she should fly out to celebrate but instead, you offered to fly home to Holland and spend time with her given that she had your nephew Lio a few months ago.

When you had told Max, he had been excited for you and said he couldn’t wait to see you around the paddock all the time, and Max’s girlfriend Kelly even seemed happy for you.

Your father however didn’t have much to say when he heard from Raymond that you ended up signing with the team that you did. It was like you being the first woman to gain a seat in F1 meant nothing to him.

Over the next few years, Max won championship after championship. Your father was forever proud of Max and his achievements. With each championship win, it was like the media had also started to pay more attention to Max. It went from headlines like, “Brother and sister duo Max and Y/N Verstappen take P1 and P2 in Monza” to “Max Verstappen ahead of the rest of the field”. You had read that article. Every driver got at least a good paragraph about that race in Singapore, while you got a single sentence. Y/N Verstappen, younger sister of Max Verstappen started in qualifying P9 before dropping down to P15 during the race because of gearbox issues.

You never wanted to be on the sidelines watching your brother compete, you wanted to be out there with him fighting for a championship.

When the season started again you made a promise to yourself, you weren’t going to focus on Max or your father. Focus on what’s going on on the track, and don’t worry about the rest of the grid. You could still be friendly with Lando when you needed to but it would be easier if you avoided Max altogether. You needed people to see that you were much more than just Max Verstappen's baby sister.

So after the first race of the season, you stopped going to Max and congratulating him after races. Stopped visiting him, Kelly, and P when you weren’t with your fiancé. You didn’t talk to Victoria as often and barely called your mom when things felt like they were too much. You had barely made the effort to talk to your father after his second divorce went through and only spent time with your half-sister when you needed to.

It was just easier to shut them all out. The media couldn’t say anything if there was nothing to talk about.

"This is outrageous, my sister won't talk to me," Max yelled as he stood in his mother’s living room.

Victoria was sitting on the couch while his mother was sitting in the armchair, his father looked stoic. Aside from his father, they were all concerned about Y/N, she didn’t talk to anyone unless it was for birthdays or holidays.

Max was genuinely concerned for his little sister, they had always been close, even closer than Y/N and Victoria had been growing up because while Max and Jos were off in some part of Europe for a karting race Y/N would be with them, offering to help Max without Jos around or wanting Max’s advice on the way that something in her kart wasn’t working right. What she could do to make it better for her and the type of feedback to give their father as he was working on both of their karts.

He had been so proud of Y/N when she signed her contract with McLaren, even if it wasn’t Red Bull or Mercedes. Being able to share podiums with her meant so much since they ended up in different junior categories before they both got to F1. He always wanted her to succeed.

“It's fine Max, she’ll get over it.” His father said leaning back in his chair.

He just glared at him. His father didn’t care that Y/N wasn’t talking to him, he said that it was good for her. She was finally getting podiums and had ended up getting engaged in the last few months. Jos said that it was good, she would keep driving in F1 until she was married and then end up giving up the sport when she was ready to have kids.

Max knew that it was a lie that Y/N had told Jos to shut him up. Y/N wasn’t going to retire until she knew that she had a real chance at winning a WDC, she wanted to be the first woman to accomplish that feat.

At the next race, Max walked by the McLaren garage to try to talk to Y/N but he didn't see her so he ended up looking for Lando instead. He saw him talking with some guy in a suit.

"Yeah, she's a great teammate. A little intense at times, but Max can get like that too." He heard Lando say.

"Do you know why she doesn't talk to them anymore?" He heard the suit guy ask. "From how she brings it up, it's as if they did something. We've been together a long time and I've never even met her family."

"Honestly man, I don't know. That doesn't seem like how I know Max or any of Y/N's family. Maybe talk to Max." Max saw Lando point in his direction. "He is standing, just over there."

At first, Max didn’t recognize the guy in the suit. He was taller than you for sure, and he looked a little too comfortable around the paddock to just be a fan or celebrity. As he got closer Max started to recognize him, he was the man you were engaged to. Max did wonder how you ended up engaged to a real estate broker who was from the States. It seemed so strange to him.

Max walked closer to him, pointing himself towards Lando so the men would think that he wasn't paying him any mind. He didn't want to insult his sister's fiancé, just make the other guy aware that he didn't know who he was.

"Hey, Max, right?" He heard from the guy.

Max turned towards him, looking at the man in the suit. He was a little overdressed for a Formula 1 race.

"Yes, do I know you?" It was a fair thing to ask. Max didn't know him and this guy didn't know Max.

"No, but I know your sister." He offered before stretching his hand out to Max's to shake. "We're together."

That wasn't much of an explanation. He didn't even know if Y/N had told this guy that their family knew that she was getting married but none of them had met him before.

"So you're my baby sister's fiancé." He bit out not taking this guy's hand.

Max wasn't normally rude to anyone. When he was younger, Jos would have ripped him a new one for something like this.

Max could see that the guy was shocked hearing this from him.

"Yeah, I am." He answered.

Part of Max wanted to walk away from him, the part that was angry that his sister wouldn't talk to him and had stopped confiding in him over this last year.

"I just wanted to talk to you about her." He started to say. "She's been different and as her family, I would think that you would want to keep being in her life."

Max immediately wanted to stop this guy from finishing his sentence. This guy had no idea what his relationship with his younger sister was like, and he didn't need this guy to tell him.

Max was quick to look around the room, trying to see if there were reports or cameras around. He didn't need any of those people giving opinions about his family. Luckily all of them weren't in the garage.

"I want to keep being in her life, it's hard to when she's pushed me out of it," Max said cutting him off.

This guy's shoulders instantly dropped a little. He had no idea that it was Y/N who had pulled away from her family and left them in the dark for the last year. This guy was just as clueless as he was.

"I um... I had no idea." Max looked at him and could tell that he felt awkward.

"Yes, well she hasn't been talking to quite a few people lately." Max couldn't help but fire at him. He shouldn't be angry at this guy, but he can't help it. Y/N had been the one to pull away from all of them, and Max knew that the media was to blame for all of it.

He just wanted his baby sister back in his life.

"Maybe we can help each other," His sister's fiancé suggested. "You want your sister back in your life, and I would like to see my fiancée happy again."

Max wanted to think this over. He didn't just want to agree with the guy out of nowhere but he could try to hear him out.

"You have something in mind?" He asked. The man before him nodded.

They agreed to swap numbers and would find a time and place to talk.

F1 Taglist: @mindless-rock, @cixrosie, @taylorslovesswifties13, @konsti081, @thatsusbitch

[aphroditelovesu]

Um, hello there. I just wanted to ask, can you write yandere headcanons of House Lannister? I just read that you can, but if not then I’m sorry and you can skip it anyway. But if you can then it’ll be wonderful

2nd request: ''Hi, umm… I know that you’re probably busy with requests and asks, but um can you write Yandere platonic Lannisters with the Reader? If you can of course'' - send by Anon.

"Hear Me Roar." — House Lannister.

❝ 🦁— lady l: I'm sorry for the delay but I think you're used to it, right? Lol, I really apologize. These last few months have been absolute madness and my grandfather is sick, my father too and everything is out of control. Anyway, I hope you like these headcanons!

❝tw: obsessive and possessive behavior, mention of death by fire, threats and implied murder.

❝🦁pairing: yandere platonic!house lannister x gender neutral!reader.

None of this was planned or thought through. Just happened. Your introduction to House Lannister just…happened. Some would say you were lucky, others that you were cursed to have to deal with this family, but none of that really mattered. It didn't matter because you're with them and they won't let you.

Contrary to what many people think, your family was already close in the right measure to the Lannisters, your family was from a House Vassal of the Lannisters so you already had a connection, but it wasn't really strong or similar to what it became in the next few years. Your mother was a close friend of Joanna's and both of them shared the pregnancy, you grew up alongside the twins and that was something that solidified the bond between the three of you.

You, Cersei and Jamie were inseparable. Though Tywin was initially apprehensive about this relationship, Joanna eased her husband's concerns by demonstrating how much she adored you too. It was quite common to see the three of you playing together at Casterly Rock for everyone's amusement. The three of you were never apart, and Cersei sulked when she was forced to say goodbye to you. She hated it.

Tywin was never really close to you, it wasn't because he had anything against you or anything, he was just distant. But that all changed when tragedy struck your family and you were forced to flee to the protection of the Lannisters. Your parents had apparently insulted the Mad King and, as a form of punishment, he had given orders to burn your family. You were the only one to survive because you were protected by Tywin and Joanna. They were your family now. Whether you want to or not.

Cersei was over the moon when she heard you were her sibiling now. And Jamie couldn't be happier to finally have you with them, really with them. Joanna didn't mind, she was happy and she really adored you and was quick to refer to you as hers, Tywin tried to be rational and the voice of reason saying you'd just stay with them until everything worked out, but nothing would work out, not after he became as obsessed with you as the rest of your family.

Joanna was a loving and very kind mother, she absolutely adored you and spoiled you in spades. You were allowed to do whatever you wanted and get away with no punishment. She tried to fight her growing obsession, she really tried out of consideration for her late friend but when you called her ''mother'' for the first time, there was no going back. You were hers from that moment on. She loves spending time with you, reading or doing whatever you like.

Tywin was an authoritative figure and that has never changed over the years, he has only the best for you in mind and that's why he is so strict, but he has a soft side that shows only to his wife and you. He tries to be as tough as his wife doesn't even try, but he will always give in to you. Especially if you look at him with tears in your eyes, his heart melts right there and he does what you ask on the spot. Just like Joanna, you can get away with whatever you do because to him you could never do wrong. You were perfect, and anyone who dared to disagree would find it no good to cross Tywin Lannister.

Jamie is the quietest of his family, he is the understanding brother with your feelings and is always there to protect and take care of you. He is the most protective of his family and he is very suspicious of anyone who tries to get too close to you. He will get into fights for you, feeling proud and triumphant when he gets your support during a fight. Jamie adores you so much, you're the closest thing to an understanding brother he's ever had and he'd be damned if he let anyone take you away. You were a Lannister and always would be.

Cersei is the most possessive and greedy of her family, she will do anything to get your attention and will fly into a rage if she doesn't get it. She hates sharing you with anyone other than her and her twin brother. Cersei might even see you as she sees Jamie, as an extension of herself and not really a person. Like a possession. Something that belongs to her and she's not the type to share. She loves spending time with you, talking, gossiping or just enjoying your company.

The whole family was happy, everyone adored you and you adored them. Everything was perfect. Tywin and Joanna were your loving parents and Cersei and Jamie your mischievous and clingy siblings. Everything was perfect like it's never been before. Until Joanna got pregnant again. Everyone was happy about her pregnancy, including you who were longing for a younger sibling. Cersei wasn't really happy about it all, seeing as you seemed to spend more time with mom than with her because of the pregnancy. Jamie had no problem with that, not like her sister, and just enjoyed this period of Joanna's life.

When the day of delivery finally came, it was difficult and painful, you were there the whole time and you saw Joanna Lannister die. Your mother. It was as if your world had collapsed, not just yours, but Tywin and the twins' as well. You welcomed with joy Tyrion, but your father and sibilings did not. They rejected him, treating him like nothing and blaming him for Joanna's death. During the long period of mourning, you were the only company Tywin sought out. You tried to comfort him and seek solace for yourself, you were the only one to witness the Lord of Casterly Rock's vulnerability.

You were Tyrion's only constant companion as he grew up, constantly despised by his family and those around him for being a dwarf, he clung to you more and more. You were the only person who really cared for him, the one who convinced Tywin and Cersei to act with a modicum of decency around Tyrion, at least while you're around.

Tyrion is the most abrasive of his family regarding his obsession with you, he knows very well that his feelings are wrong, to say the least, but he tries to control as much as he can, although he can't help but be so attached to you. He craves your attention and approval as he grows up and even as an adult that hasn't changed. He wants your approval, if he can't get it from his father then he wants his. He is very kind to you, but he is still a Lannister, and may the Seven have mercy on anyone who dares to harm you, for Tyrion would be sure to ruin them utterly.

All Lannisters are obsessed with you in their own way and have their own infighting, Tywin and Cersei want to keep you away from Tyrion as they are sure Tyrion will be your undoing, Jamie is happy to see that you care too about your brother and he makes sure you spend your days with him and Tyrion, much to the chagrin of your father and sister. They all fight each other and wouldn't mind killing each other to have you. But everything changes when there is a threat against you and they all quickly join together to get rid of that threat quickly and painfully. May the Seven forbid anything to happen to you, for you can be sure the whole family would go wild and most likely blame each other.

There are rumors that Tywin supported Robert Baratheon because of a personal revenge, some say it was because of what the Mad King did for your dead family, others say it's because Rhaegar insulted him. Rhaegar insulted him by wanting to take you as his spouse instead of Cersei, and Tywin could not allow that. He would not allow his beloved child to be taken from him. And Cersei agreed with that completely, she didn't want you to marry and leave her, Jamie didn't seem to mind too much but he doesn't like the idea of being taken away from you, as long as you were happy he would be fine. Tyrion is the most selfless and says that if you ever want to marry, he will support you, as long as it is someone he has highly valued. You are a Lannister and therefore you must have only the best and your family will ensure that. They promise you.

[child-of-the-nights]

Larissa Weems x Reader Relationship Headcanons

A/N: Just watched Wednesday on Netflix and I loved it so much. I'm sad that there isn't much Principal Weems content on tumblr yet tho. Anyway, I wrote some relationship headcanons with her.

Warnings: contains spoilers

She could only really date you if you were a teacher at Nevermore or lived in Jericho. She is incredibly passionate about her job and spends all of her time in the school, so she most likely wouldn't leave the area.

That being said, after you two become a couple, she tries to inculde you in her schedule as much as she can. For example, Larissa just so happens to need some help with paperwork and asks you to help her.

At first it might seem that she's too busy to have time for you but she makes up for it every single time. Yes, she's a busy woman but she always makes sure her partner knows that they are loved.

I hope you are ready to hear the juiciest gossip in Nevermore because she knows most things. And she is always stressed out because of Wednesday the students, so she just spills the tea to you.

One thing she asks from you is to keep your relationship on the low. She doesn't want it to be a secret, more of something like this: "I didn't know you were dating Ms.Weems." "Oh yes, we've been married for two years."

Don't get me wrong, she loves PDA to a certain level. Larissa always appears professional and that's what she expects from you as well. She will get you all sorts of clothes and jewelleries, just play along with her.

She does hold your shoulder or waist all the time in public so as I said, it's not a secret. Larissa just doesn't yell it from the rooftop of Nevermore that you two are dating. And she hopes you don't either.

Her reason for this, besides the professional look, is that she worries about you. Who knows what trouble you could get into if the information traveled too far from Nevermore. You're too precious for her to accidentally get you in potential danger. Larissa is especially stressed when it turns out they have a hyde on the loose.

Now, let's move to the fluffy headcanons.

She's a big cuddler and no one can tell me otherwise. Larissa works for many hours even at night, so she just loves to cuddle with you after she's done.

Larissa Weems is a softie. She likes acting tough and taking the more dominant role in the relationship but ask her on a date or do cute romantic stuff with her and her heart will literally melt.

Tells you all the stories about her time in Nevermore as a student. If you happened to go to Nevermore as well, she bonds over the similar memories with you.

Likes going to the café in Jericho when she has time. It might look like a meeting to others but it's actually a date. The barista always knows what to get her but if you want to, you can ask her to try your favorites.

When there are no hydes running rampant around Nevermore, she takes you stargazing. She can drive to a little clearing in the forest and have a little picnic with you.

More often than not, dates are held during everyday activities. Going to the café, having some wine (or any preferred beverage) while doing paperwork, having a comfortable conversation in her office, etc.

One thing she absolutely loves is getting (and giving) gifts. Larissa especially adores them if you made it. It could be anything really. If you get/make her some trinket, she will keep it in her office so anyone can see it all the time. If you get/make her some jewellery, she will wear it all the time. If you get/make her some clothes, she has already planned out an entire outfit she could wear the next day. Get Larissa her favorite flower and she will give you the longest kiss ever.

On that note, she likes to give you gifts as well. Anything, really. From useful things, to beautiful jewellery and fine clothes.

Larissa also loves deep conversations where she can open up to you about her worries. When Wednesday enrolled into Nevermore and she started investigating, Larissa spent hours pouring her heart out to you.

Because of the fact that she is a shapeshifter, Larissa picks up on the little things people do. Basically, she easily understands what you do when you feel a certain way. She makes sure you know that you can always tell her anything that bothers you.

If anyone from Jericho makes comments about your involvement with "freaks", she will have a word with that person.

[lilyginnyblackv2]

Buddy Daddies - Episode 6 - Thought Post - SPOILERS!

First, we now know that it is May 27th, so Miri has been with Kazuki and Rei for about 5 months now. We are very squarely in the "several months later" time frame when the opening from Episode 1 would likely have occurred. (Since several is usually viewed as being between 4 - 7). I'm personally thinking that the opening bit from Episode 1 has likely already happened/passed, since Rei seems slightly (only slightly) more attentive, lol.

It's also interesting that the bulletin about the school trip used 父兄 (fukei) instead of 保護者 (hogosha). Both can mean guardians, but 父兄 (fukei) is seen as a bit more outdated and not as all encompassing as 保護者 (hogosha), since fukei is made up of the kanji for "father" and "older brother." It makes me wonder if that little reminder was aimed specifically at Kazuki and Rei, lol.

Also interesting that Kazuki used ママとも (mama-tomo) instead of ママたち (mama-tachi) or something similar when pluralizing and talking about "the other mothers" when saying "Of course, the other mothers all say the same about their kids." It implies that he sees himself in that group rather than outside of it.

I really liked how the focus of this episode was in having a bit more faith in your children (and in how you've gone about raising them) and also how children can behave differently in a school setting than at home. Since I have definitely seen that before with kids when I worked as a teacher. I would mention how well behaved they were or mention something behavior-wise during Parent-Teacher Conferences, and the parents would be surprised, since it was different from their at home behavior.

Taiga was interesting to me, especially because earlier in the episode Kazuki was mentions to Miri that she doesn't understand the difference between right and wrong yet, and many children her age are still learning that and really don't know (also, just realizing that this was said over an image of Rei, highlighting the fact that he is still kind of learning this as well). 

I feel like that was Taiga. We learn later that he is a big Morio Kart fan, but he must have had the impression that the others weren't, so he might have acted out a bit in order to get their attention (the other girls). I had a boy, also named Taiga, who used to behave a bit similarly. He was a big fan of zombies, but none of the other kids were, so he acted out in order to get attention and fit in.

The miscommunication between what actually happened (Miri accidentally hit his hand) vs. one of the caretakers thought a fight had occurred, is a very true and accurate thing as well. Young kids Miri's age can communicate their thoughts and feelings, but they may have a tough time communicating it properly still. 

Like, Miri knew she didn't hit Taiga and that there hadn't been a fight, but she didn't know how to fully explain it to Kazuki, and likely a similar thing happened with the caretaker at the daycare. They eventually got it all straightened out though.

I love, love, love that Rei was the one who read through the notebook at the end. And how he took Miri to school with little complaint. He really is wrapped right around Miri and Kazuki's fingers and will go at their pace, huh (like the lyrics of the OP). But, I also think it highlights the ways in which Rei is becoming more proactive too. He seems more engaged with being an actual parent.

I can't really explain it well here either, but there is something subtle about the writing that really captures and shows how, with each passing episode, they are becoming more and more like a family. Rei and Kazuki's conversation in the car at the end of the episode felt like a very real conversation that parents would have at the end of the day. I felt they did a good job of making Miri and Taiga's friendship feel like a friendship too, and not any kind of 4 year old crush situation (regardless of what Kazuki's overactive imagination might think!)

Last week's episode introduced us to Kazuki's overactive imagination and his flaw of jumping to conclusions, but this week's episode showed how that could negatively impact Miri. I'm glad he has Rei to reel him in, though him imagining Miri as a delinquent girl made me laugh. Though, I am sincerely hoping that Miri turns out to be a lesbian otherwise Kazuki being so overprotective will turn into an issue in the future. Hopefully, Rei will be able to work on that with him over the years.

The above image, of a teen Miri with a teen Taiga also reminds me of an incident when I was working at as a shadow trainer for an ALT at a junior high school in Kawasaki City in Kanagawa Prefecture. The school’s in that area don’t have a great reputation, so while the ALT I was training was teaching a class, I was outside the halls, just going for a little walk. Then I saw two of the students (a boy and a girl) go into the bathrooms together. They had made it clear previously that they were dating, so I just ended up turning around and going in the other direction, because I had zero desire to get involved in any of that - as ALTs you can’t discipline students). 

Rei had some absolutely stellar comedic moments this episode from him asking Miri how the fight went and not caring about the violence (which makes sense given his upbringing). To Kazuki mentioning that Miri got their genes and Rei's reply of "Our what?" (Dude was 100% questioning his understanding of biology and genetics right then), to him adding the "paca" verbal tic at the end of one of his sentences, even after they were out of the mascot outfits, seems he got too in-character, lol. 

His smug expression whenever Miri preferred him was also unexpected but great! 

Oh, also! Before I forget, Miss Anna is a gem and she must have been so worried when she couldn’t find Miri and the others! Anyway, I hope the rest of the field trip was a breeze for her. <3

[klbwriting]

Finally Home - Jason Todd Blurbs

Jason Reads A Bedtime Story

Fandom: Red Hood

Warnings: none

Summary: Jason has been doing a lot of patrolling and you demand he stays home one night to read his daughter a bedtime story

Notes: after how Broken Prism has been I wanted something light and cute, and several people have asked for some more about Jason being a girl dad so here is something I hope you like, also go ahead and read Dragons Love Tacos by Adam Rubin even if you don't have kids, it's a cute book

               Gotham was known for a lot of criminal activity that kept Jason busy but for the past few weeks it had been like the criminals had been on a bender and never slept.  Jason was out every night pretty much, coming home only to sleep and eat, and then back out again.  It was really starting to take a toll on his 7-year-old daughter who just wanted her daddy to read her a bedtime story.  You knew why he was doing this, he was the city’s protector, but he was also a father and despite all the good he did in the city he was starting to do some damage to his baby. 

               “I’ll read to you tonight honey,” you said as you curled up with your daughter in her little bed, opening one of her favorite books.  She shook her head, tears already starting to fall like they had been every night the last couple of days.

               “I don’t want you, I want daddy, he does the voices,” she said, wiping her eyes to try and stop the tears.  She knew her dad worked at night, knew he was out stopping bad guys, but we kept that secret and only talked about it with the others in the Wayne family.  It was tough to understand but she was a trooper and was usually able to handle Jason being gone for a few nights.  This was far too long, and you hated seeing how much it hurt her not to spend time with him, especially when he was normally the best dad any kid could ask for.  You hugged her close, kissing her head and deciding right then and there that you were going to do something about this. 

               Once you finally got your girl to sleep you called your best friend who was always willing to watch her favorite ‘niece’ and headed to the Batcave.  Bruce was going to get an earful from you because you knew he was the one asking Jason to take on extra patrols because Nightwing was busy in Bludhaven, Tim was doing college courses, and Damian still had high school, but someone was going to step up right now and let Red Hood take a night off. 

               The cave was only manned by Alfred when you arrived and after a quick greeting you settled in to wait until Bruce and Jason got back.  Alfred was eyeing you the entire time, seeing you getting more annoyed as you stewed in your thoughts. 

               “Seems like Master Bruce is going to be in for a fight here tonight,” he said, a twinkle in his eye.  The man may have pretended to be stoic and calm, but he lived for drama, why else would he stay in the employment of the biggest drama queen this world had ever known? 

               “He’s not the only one,” you muttered, finally hearing the familiar sound of the Batmobile and Jason’s bike coming down the ramp.  Bruce was barely out of the car, and Jason off his bike, when you were marching up to them.  Jason smiled, ready for a hug, not expecting to see the angry expression on your face.

               “Hey sweetthing, come to visit?” he asked.  You threw him and glare before looking at Bruce. 

               “He’s getting tomorrow night off,” you said.  Bruce opened his mouth, ready to argue.  “No, no, you shut up.  He has been patrolling from dusk until dawn for three weeks now without a break and there is a little girl at home who has cried herself to sleep for the last four nights because her dad hasn’t been around for bedtime, and I’m done with that.  You let him have a night off or so help me I will be the next supervillain you have to deal with.”  Bruce looked shocked; you had never lost it like this before on him.  Jason swallowed.

               “She’s been crying?” he asked, voice small and heartbroken.  He could neve imagine him being the source of his daughter’s tears, she was everything to him.  “Ya, I’m not coming in tomorrow.”

               “Jason, I need the extra help right now,” Bruce tried to argue.  He shook his head.

               “Tim can skip a night class or Damian can miss a day of school, I’m staying home and reading to my baby girl,” he said.  He turned to you, who was finally smiling.  He saw how tired you looked and realized that you must be struggling without him every night too.  He forgot that sometimes he wasn’t just Red Hood anymore, he was a husband, and a father now.  “Is her favorite book still Dragons Love Tacos?”

               “Ya, she wants you to read it in your old man dragon voice,” you said, smiling at him.  He pulled you close, giving you a kiss before he went to change.  Bruce approached you slowly, cowl now off and looking guilty.

               “I am sorry about this, he is just so good, so protective of the city now, ever since his girl was born, I forget that he has a reason to go home,” he said.  “I’ll get others to cover patrols for the next week, why don’t you guys spend that time together?”

               “Thank you, Bruce, I appreciate that,” you said. 

               The next evening when Jason would normally be saying goodbye, he was playing Legos, building a castle with his little girl on her bedroom floor.  She looked at the window, seeing the sun had set and looked at her dad.

               “Don’t you need to go to work daddy?” she asked, putting another piece in place.  He shook his head.

               “No, they gave me a week off just to hang out with you,” he said.  Her face lit up and she jumped, hugging him. 

               “I’m going to get ready for bed now!” she said, running to grab her pajamas and get in the bath.  He chuckled, cleaning up the pieces they hadn’t used and finding a stack of books to read to her.  He wanted to read to her until he couldn’t speak.  You came into the room after helping her into the tub and kissed him softly. 

               “We love you hero,” you said.  He smiled back at you and went to finish helping his daughter with her bedtime routine.  He settled her into bed, got her favorite stuffed animal, a red bat of course, and settled next to her, looking comically large on her little twin bed.  You stood in the doorway as he got her settled and opened the book, clearing his throat.

               “Is this the voice?” he asked, making it sound deep and somehow like an old dragon with a smoking problem.  She giggled and nodded, then snuggled into his chest, her arms wrapping around him as she looked at the pictures.  “Hey kid, did you know that dragons love tacos?”

[marshmcore]

Pondering Sniper with his Emotional Support Scout (AU)

Modern+College AU speeding bullet

Both in their early transitional age (Scout is 19, Sniper is 22), they’ve already spent a handful of years, supposedly taking the steps to build their futures, but are they where they want to be? Are they going to where they want to be? Where is it anyways?

I just had the idea for a more grounded side to their story, slice-of-life in a coming-of-age setting, with themes of existentialism. I aged them down to make it work… Under cut for info dumps about these goobers 8)

Scout took a break right after high school, working for his family business (an unsuccessful one, ran by one of his oldest brothers). This used to be a summer job, a way to get extra money as a kid, but now he’s been a full time worker for 2.5 years, familial obligations exploiting him to stay, while being undermined by his narcissistic brother. He eventually gets out of it, but has to face the hurt from being used, and also the fact that he had to grow up so quickly as a kid (especially when he has to deal with the fallout caused by his Mom’s and Spy’s affairs. He and his Mom are in good terms, it’s just his Mom isn’t a good support system atm). Left to face the real world by himself, he tries to find a way to stabilize by himself, while trying to face his trauma (trauma from a missing father figure, and being treated as the black sheep of his family) as he finds a way to be more himself and be happy. He’s optimistic and responsible when the world calls for it, otherwise he’s most likely to test this new freedom (for better or worse). Eventually Spy comes around to try to reconnect with Scout, there’s no telling how Scout will cope with it when he’s in the midst his new-found freedom.

Sniper went straight to university, never once took a break from the school work, because he thinks that’s the only way to go about in life. He took up a program and career plan that was not right for him, but struggled his way through by retaking course’s countless of times, pulling off impossible all-nighters, etc. At some point he gave up, began to drop classes every semester, and finally quit the program. However, he started working somewhere in the industry he had been studying years for. He thought this could bring him forward, but it kept digging him a deeper grave. He’s a workaholic, impulsive, but lost. At a very young age, he was a subject of a tough custody battle between his neglectful biological parents (Lar-nah and Bill-bel), and his grandparents (who are Mr and Mrs Mundee in this AU). From that, his guardians want him to be better than his parents, and in return he strived for that. However, after giving up, he feels like a failure and is currently going through a period of depression. However, with the money he earned from his job, he wonders if he should take that road-trip he used to fantasize. He told himself doing this will help him find himself, but a part of him wonders if its just him trying to run away from something. Either way, he’s got a deal for a junk RV and he wants to renovate it!

After all that, Scout and Sniper meet, their lives are in the cross roads, and their relationship is a turning point as well. It feels like the world is moving faster than they can cope with, but can they find some respite in this new relationship together? DUN DUN DUUUN

Phew this was really fun to write! I really like their dynamic, romantic or not (idc). Them being the same age range inspired me to write this, because I know myself and some friends have gone through this similar experience aswell, and I just think its fun/interesting to explore that with they have in cannon.

A lot of this projection tho lmao with a loose base derived from cannon, and some embellishments to make this AU work.

[canonicallyobserving911]

Buddie: One Shot and Multi-Chapter Fanfics

Fanonwriter2023 on AO3

Where CANON and FANON collide!

Multi-Chapter

6B Speculation

“I gave you a son and a family!” - 60.6K words; Rated Mature:  Eddie tells Buck he already gave him a son and a family and Buck realizes he misunderstood but they stop talking after their argument and they won’t have time to fix it before they almost lose each other again.

After 6x12 Speculation

Come with me to Italy!  - 25.2K Words; Rated: Teen and Up Audiences:  Buck and Eddie take a 10-day trip to Italy so they can heal together but Eddie doesn’t know Buck’s also thinking about relocating to Italy to become a firefighter.

After 6x15 Speculation

“From here on out, it’s all a gift!”- 22.4K words; Rated Teen and Up Audiences:  Buck feels like the person he just met “sees” him for who he is and what he’s been through while Eddie feels alone and admits he doesn’t want to be anymore. Everything they’ve been searching for has been right in front of them for years and the universe is tired of waiting. To help them realize “it’s all a gift”; it hurls another shared trauma in their direction but will it be too late for them to appreciate it?

Season 7 FANON Speculation

“I’m still in love with you but... I needed to learn how to love myself too!” Currently 25 chapters are available - 973.1K Words; Rated: Mature: This is an EPIC LOVE STORY!  Months after Buck and Eddie were hit by the same lightning strike; they’re still struggling with the aftermath of it. But before they make their love confessions, they’ll spend time getting to know themselves as individuals first. Eddie learns to enjoy the simple things in life as he participates in activities on his own and with new friends while Buck learns the rest of the 31-year-old deep dark family secret about his conception and birth. Their journey to forever is still a work in progress but once they finally admit they’re in love with each other, everything that follows their love confessions will be spectacular. This fic will take Eddie and Buck places the show refuses to go. This is a multi-chapter fic that will be posted one chapter at a time.

One Shots

The Buckley-Diaz Family

Let’s go visit daddy! - 2.1K words; Rated General Audiences:  After a tough call, Eddie visits Buck at the firehouse.

The Buckley-Diaz Family Budget - 7.6K Words; Rated General Audiences:  After completing their weekly grocery shopping and realizing inflation has increased the costs of all the food they usually purchase, Eddie returns home, calls a family meeting and explains to Buck and Chris their family needs to tighten their budget.  But something important happens that prompts Eddie to break the family’s ‘no spend challenge’.

You’re the youngest firefighter to ever make Captain within the LAFD! - 5.6K words; Rated General Audiences: Buck’s nervous about his first day as Captain of the 118 but Eddie’s there to encourage him because he knows Buck can do it.

Married

“Always remember how much I love you!” - 16.2K Words; Rated Mature:  Eddie receives a terminal medical diagnosis but he hides it from Buck.  Buck can tell something’s wrong and when Eddie finally tells him what happened, they work through it together.

“You Mean the World to Me!” -  7.8K Words Rated: Teen and Up Audiences:  After a chance encounter at the scene of an accident, Eddie decides to surprise Buck and they fall even more in love than they already are.

“In sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do us part!” - 20.0K Words; Rated: Teen and Up Audiences: While Eddie’s working a 48-hour shift, Buck notices something that requires immediate medical attention but he doesn’t tell Eddie about it until he gets home from work. Throughout this difficult time, they’ll hold onto each other like they always do and they’ll fulfill every aspect of their marriage vows, especially the part about “in sickness and in health”.

Dating, Engaged & Love Confessions

Let me love you - 3.3K words; Rated General Audiences:  Or Eddie doesn't think he deserves to be loved by Buck but he's wrong and Buck proves just how wrong he is.

I love the way you heat things up in the kitchen - 4.2K words; Rated Mature: Buck is supposed to be teaching Eddie how to bake a cake but they end up leaving the uncooked batter on the counter as things heat up between them.

“Believe half of what you see” - 7.7K Words; Rated: Teen and Up Audiences:  With only a few weeks left until their wedding, Eddie sees Buck having dinner with a woman and he assumes he’s not enough for him and he thinks he never will be. But did he actually see what he thought he saw?  

6x11 Speculation

“You’re my angel... oh angel” (Eddie prays) - 1.9K words; Rated General Audiences:  Eddie can’t lose Buck, his angel and the love of his life.  After Buck’s wheeled into the ER, Eddie goes to the hospital’s chapel to ask, no plead for him to live.

Chris talks to “his Buck” - 2.2K words; Rated General Audiences:  Chris talks to “his Buck/second dad” while Buck's in a coma.

Season 7 FANON Speculation

“You wanna go for the title?” - The Rematch - 7.5K Words; Rated Mature: Eddie asks Buck for a rematch to the video game they played three years ago. However, the stakes are much higher this time because Eddie's playing to win Buck’s heart.

Alone Together - 13.3K Words; Rated: Mature:  While Chris is away at Summer Camp, Eddie plans a weekend getaway for him and Buck because he’s going to prove to him that he does not suck at dating.

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Close Ties (Daemon Targaryen x Female Reader) (Modern AU) (Non canon) (18+)

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Chapter 7

Summary : A confession leads to another confession.

Warning: 18+, dad's best friend trope, canon (we don't know her..don't like don't read), feeling of hopelessness, familial uncle niece sort of relationship but he's not really her uncle, there will be more smut later, significant age gap but reader is in her mid twenties, mention of infidelity, divorce, smoking and alcohol drinking, physical violence implied

You didn't know how slowly time could move until you started to work for/with Daemon. It's been just a month but it felt like years of torture already as you watched him treat you as if you were just another employee working under him.

He treated you the way he treated everyone, well except Madison of course, sweet Madison, you couldn't really hate her because she was really one of the sweetest people you have ever met in your life, this was like Stella again but definitely less worse because he didn't seem entirely obsessed with Madison as he was with Stella and well Madison wasn't really a bitch to you.

“Y/n?” His voice snapped you out of your day dreaming, you were in his cabin currently to discuss the weekly budget report he has asked you to make,

“Report?” he asked you as he raised his brow,

“I sent it to you in the mail sir” you answered him so he sighed.

“I asked you to print it out on the paper so I can have an immediate look, didn't i? Time is of the essence in this business, do you see that?”

“Yes sir I'll go do that as soon as possible”

He sighed as you got up and turned around to leave his cabin, didn't even flinch anymore because you were getting used to his tough behavior, sometimes it really turned you on in the most inappropriate of ways but there were times like this when you just felt incompetent, you knew that wasn't how he was intending to make you feel but you did nonetheless, you didn't want to disappoint him.

You passed by Madison in her cubicle so she gave you a smile. She totally seemed to be his type- super tall, fit and overall just good looking and her personality didn't stink either but that didn't mean you were ready to give her your blessings.

The other day you were in Daemon's cabin working on another report when Madison entered his office, they used to have lunch together at times and the other times he'd just take you to the cafe downstairs so you'd eat especially on those days when he thought you were being extremely hard on yourself. Today wasn't one of those days apparently.

“Call me when you need me Sir” you faked a smile as you got up and his eyes locked with yours,

“You can stay and eat here y/n” he mumbled softly but you shook your head.

“Yeah I don't mind at all you know that” Madison intervened as well so you smiled a little wider this time which obviously seemed unnatural.

“Trust me it's fine ..I already told some people out there that I'd join them for lunch so..enjoyyyy” you mumbled politely and turned around to leave his cabin.

What people he thought..did you mean a guy? Were you seeing someone from the office?

As Madison sat down she smiled at him, he had been wanting to take this thing slow between them but last week they took the plunge and had sex after the thanksgiving party at the office even though he had tried his best to not get involved in another Cassandra type of situation again.

Sure Madison was a mature woman but he was still conflicted, mainly due to his attraction towards you and the fact that at times he still thought of Stella even though he shouldn't, she didn't deserve any more of his attention but it was definitely for most parts because of you and you only.

“Is it weird at home? I mean you and y/n?”

She asked him to make a conversation so he chuckled in response,

“Not really, we all work together, her father and me and now her, you just have to learn to keep it separate”

“Mmm well people have been noticing that me and you are.. .. i mean I just hope they won't think you're favoring me just because we are dating"

“I am not favoring you..you know that”

“I do but people tend to assume things”

He hummed as she said that, he had had a similar interaction with you a few days ago as well. People in the branch were hesitant to befriend you because they all thought of you as their immediate boss’s niece and worst of all the CEO'/Owner’s daughter.

As the lunch hour ended she got up and walked across the desk to reach closer to him, then she sat down on his lap, he smiled even though deep down he felt slightly uncomfortable, he feared that things were moving fast enough from her side and he wasn't there just yet, he also feared that he'd never be there, at least not with her and that saddened him because she seemed like a perfect woman.

If he wasn't so damaged from his previous marriage and wasn't obsessing over his niece he probably could have developed deeper feelings for her but a part of him knew she wasn't what he craved or desired.

“Are we up for our date tonight?” She asked him as she caressed his cheek with her fingernails and made him look at her.

“Yeah..can I ask you a question?” He asked her so she nodded “We aren't exclusive, you know that right? Don't get me wrong I do enjoy your company but.. I'm just not ready for a serious relationship” he told her in a straightforward manner, he didn't want to keep her in the dark.

“Of Course I do, I know how hard it is, I have been there, it takes time so don't worry" she smiled as she kissed him before she got off his lap and made her way out of his cabin. As he found himself alone with his thoughts he pondered over his messed up life, at times he felt completely overwhelmed by everything and his thoughts in those moments always scared him, he wanted to give up at times because he didn't think anyone would miss him if he disappeared again. Except you perhaps.

He wasn't like this before, he was a confident charming man in his youth but his marriage to Stella had stripped away that part of him slowly. The constant betrayal had hurt his self esteem the most.

At the end of the office hours as he stepped out of his cabin he found you having a conversation with Aaron, of course he was a bit jealous but more than that he was concerned for you.

Aaron wasn't the type of man you should ever date, he knew you well enough and he also knew that you were the type to always go for a long term loving relationship but Aaron was the male version of an office slut, he had been with almost everyone at that point.

He decided to drive you to your place that day because he needed to warn you about Aaron, usually you drove yourself back home since you didn't want everyone to gossip about it at the office.

“I am twenty five uncle, I can tell what kind of guy he is, you don't have to worry” you chuckled amidst your words and it made him feel as if you weren't taking him seriously which irked him a little.

“I just don't want you to get hurt or have to deal with another Dylan in your life” he mumbled softly so you sighed, things have been weird between you and Daemon lately, especially since you started this job, as much as he had hoped that you two could just switch between the professional and familial relationship it was a lot harder for you to do that especially since you go the first row seat to his and Madison's relationship..

“Thanks for your concern sir but I can make my own decisions”

“Are you upset with me or something?”

“I'm just tired and I don't need a lecture at the moment” his jaw clenched as you said that, he wasn't lecturing you, he was just trying to look out for you but maybe you didn't want that so he stayed quiet, he wasn't your dad after all.

In the last few weeks you were trying to avoid Cassandra as much as you could and your friendship with Rhaneyra was getting stronger everyday, she just understood you really well and she was starting to pick up that you still fancied her uncle, your uncle, everyone's uncle Daemon.

For the next few days in order to distract yourself you continued your chats and dates with Aaron, he was hot and handsome and a very good distraction and perhaps this fling was what you needed to get over Daemon. However you hadn't slept with him yet, you couldn't bring yourself to do that, you really needed to be attached to the guy to cross that line, you didn't really understand how Cassandra or Daemon did that so easily, mindless fun wasn't something you were good at even though you had convinced yourself that it was what you needed.

You have been deluding yourself you knew that, so when you found out that Aaron was only interested in you because you were the owner's daughter you felt completely dejected, you had no right to feel that way, he wasn't your boyfriend and you weren't putting out for him but it still stung a little. As you sat in his cabin with a sullen little face all day long, as your boss he didn't say a word all day but as 5pm arrived he asked you finally what has been bothering you.

As you shared your troubles you thought he'd comfort you or perhaps he'd feel bad for you but your answer just infuriated him,

“What were you expecting anyways..I warned you about the bloke but you didn't listen” he said as if he was happy that he was proven right so you glared at him.

“Yeah soooo? He wasn't my boyfriend but I can be sad about it if I want to be”

“Oh really? Why don't you just admit that you wanted to be a brat because apparently that's something you really enjoy being these days”

Your eyes teared up as he said that, maybe he wasn't entirely wrong, a part of you definitely did it to spite him and you were trying to see if he'd feel jealous.

“Maybe I did, what is it to you…you're not my fucking father alright?” You raised your voice and cursed at the same time so he walked towards you, his jaw was clenched, eyes teary, nose flaring like a bull,

“And i wouldn't want an insolent girl like you to be my daughter either, i thought of you as a good girl that understood the right from wrong but you're just another spoiled little princess aren't you?” He walked past you and left his cabin to get home, that's not how he wanted to end this day, maybe what he said to you was uncalled for, he had no right, sure he was family in a way but he shouldn't have spoken to you in such a manner. He wanted to deny that he was angry because you went against his warning and got yourself hurt but he couldn't.

He had no idea how much his words would affect you.

You cried for ten minutes in his office before you fixed your face and went out drinking at a nearby bar with a couple of your colleagues. Fuck Aaron, fuck Cassandra, fuck Dylan and most of all fuck Daemon, they could all go fuck each other for all you cared.

The more drinks you had in your system the more you lost control of your thoughts, how dare he tell you that you were spoiled for doing something he had been doing since he came back.

You were completely inebriated as you drove towards your dad's house to confront your so-called uncle, you shouldn't have driven in such a state but your brain was such a frenzied mess that you weren't even thinking clearly.

Thankfully your parents were out of town so you didn't have to see them.

When Daemon heard a knock on his door he was confused because your parents weren't home and staff members never interrupted him at this hour. He was getting ready for another date with Madison even though that was the last thing on his mind at the moment.

As he opened the door he found you looking absolutely out of your mind, you were still in your work clothes, your face was swollen from all the crying and he immediately felt like a jackass for hurting you like that

“Y/n are you drunk?” He asked you as you faked a smile and walked towards him.

“How dare you tell me that i wasn't a good girl” you whimpered suddenly and your voice choked on your tears.

“Answer me…did you fucking drive yourself here in this state?”

“You're not listening to me" you raised your voice so he grabbed you by the shoulders in order to calm you down.

“Just relax ..alright?”

“Shutup…how dare you tell me that I was spoiled?” You broke into a fit of cries so he cupped your cheeks and wiped your tears before he kissed your forehead softly, if he thought that his actions were influenced by his drunkenness then watching you right now was like witnessing a car crash.

“I shouldn't have..I'm sorry”

“Ohh you're sorry after you said such things to me…after ..after–” you couldn't even finish your words as your hiccuped sobs kept coming in between but you had to let it all out "You always told me that I was a good girl..your good girl..i never wanted to disappoint you” his eyes welled up too as you said that. He was wrong, so completely wrong, he should have comforted you because you were obviously hurting already but he allowed his jealousy to influence him instead.

“You didn't disappoint me sweetheart, I'm sorry, i was just upset that you didn't pay any heed to my warnings and got yourself hurt” you sobbed even more as his sweet voice infiltrated your ears, this outburst you were having wasn't just about one thing but culmination of every time you had felt hurt or frustrated by him in the past few months .

“Do you not think of me as your good girl anymore, have I disappointed you uncle?” you asked him again between your broken cries so he shook his head.

“I do..i absolutely do, you'd always be my good girl ..you're my most favorite girl..I'm sorry okay? Forgive me please?” He mumbled softly as he wrapped his arms around you and allowed you to cry as much as you needed to, your arms wrapped around his neck and you placed your head between the crook of his neck, his scent was comforting, he shivered as he felt your lips rubbing against his skin, you weren't kissing him but he still felt the heat from your touch.

He felt the spark he had been missing.

“I miss you, I miss talking to you and sharing my problems with you” you mumbled between you cries and his hold on you got tighter

“I'm right here darling, you have me ..I told you I'd be here whenever you need me Pixie”

He mumbled softly and you didn't pull away from him until your sobs had diminished but as soon as you stopped crying all of a sudden you felt weirdly sober and completely embarrassed by your outburst.

“I…i should go home” you mumbled as you tried to step away from him but he didn't let go of your arms.

“You're home…this is your home, stay here okay?”

You nodded as he said that, he held your arm as he walked you towards your room then he made you sit down on the bed.

“Do you need to shower or change? Or you want to sleep, hmm?” He asked you softly as he got down on his knees in front of you.

“Sleep” you mumbled meekly so he took your work heels off your feet and laid you down on the bed before he tucked you under the covers, he watched you roll over and grab the dragon plushie he had gifted you before you rolled over again and clutched onto it, a small smile formed on his features at the sight. He didn't think he'd find that plushie on your bed like that.

He brought a bottle of water and placed it on the bedside drawer. He also put a bucket right next to your bed before he turned the lights off and left your room.

He dialed Madison's number on his phone to tell her that he would have to take a rain check due to a family emergency, it just didn't feel right for him to leave you all alone in this state.

It was Saturday the next morning so he didn't really have to go to work but he had plenty of things to do so he decided to go anyways, as he opened his door he found you right outside. How long had you been standing there he wondered to himself.

“Morning pixie..how are you feeling?” He asked you, his voice was gentle and that made you feel worse about last night. It was easier to pretend that there was no weirdness between you both but you were done pretending. Enough was enough.

“Well to begin with.. I'm absolutely mortified” you looked away as you said that, he could see you fidgeting with your fingers in nervousness.

“You don't have to feel that way”

“I know I just…can we talk please?” You asked him and his brows furrowed, so he stepped to the side to invite you in.

“Something wrong?” He asked you as you turned around to face him again.

“Noo…I just” you took a long deep breath before you continued.

Whatever you were going to say would probably change things, make things worse even but you knew you had to tell him “I'm tired of trying to deny and unsee this thing between us–”

“Pixie–” his heart beat sped so he interrupted you, he didn't think he was ready for this just yet or ever would be.

“Uncle ..” you paused for a few seconds as you looked him in the eyes, his eyes were teary already.

“Daemon just let me finish alright, it has taken me all morning to build up this courage..no wait that's not right" you shook your head and he tilted his in response,

"It took me fourteeeen years to tell you this that i…have had a crush on you ever since I saw you..i know it's stupid, it was stupid, I was just a kid and the night you got married i had cried myself to sleep because I felt as if I had lost the only love of my life ..it felt like the end of the world because honestly I have never had an actual problem in my life before that..i was such a blessed child” you steadied yourself as you could feel the emotions building up again, you couldn't even look at him anymore so you just looked down and let the tears fall before you quickly wiped your cheek with your hands.

“But I was okay..i was just a kid with no actual understanding of what I was feeling back then, and I still had you as my sweet uncle and you were so generous all the time, so supportive, so gentle, so kind, and so very much perfect”

He wiped the lone tear that escaped the corner of his eyes, he didn't want to interrupt you anymore, even though a part of him wanted you to just stop speaking because he knew things would never be the same after this but then he realised that they haven't been the same for a few weeks now, and another part of him wanted you to keep going so he could learn the extent of your feelings for him.

He had no idea you had a crush on him even as a child, why did you though? He wasn't anything special.

“And then you left to never look back at us again” you sniffled so he walked a step closer to you, normally he always cupped your face or kissed your forehead or hugged you to comfort you but it didn't feel appropriate at the moment when you were confessing your feelings for him so he just stayed still.

“Took me a while to stop thinking of my sweet protective uncle Daemon, took me years to accept that I'd probably never have the privilege of seeking your comfort again but miraculously you're here now and the last thing I want to do is screw everything up again" you sniffled between your words again and his heart rendered for you, he had never felt so conflicted in his life before.

He knew his feelings for you felt right to him but for the world he'd always be a monster who corrupted a young, sweet, beautiful woman like you that could have had any man she'd put her eyes on but had to settle for someone like him, someone so much older.. he knew you since you were twelve and he was thirty, he was older than what you are right now when he met you first.

"You were right yesterday..i have been acting out because I was jealous, it just hurts to see you with someone else” his eyes flickered with several different emotions as you admitted to that.

That's how he felt too but admitting the truth would make this thing real from both sides. Was he ready to do that just yet? He needed time to think about it.

“But I'm not a child no more uncle..when you taught me to evaluate risks last week, thisss is what I evaluated first” he chuckled as you said that between your tears.

You always found a way to make him smile, even amidst such a heavy moment “I know how complicated this is..it's not an ideal situation or could ever be between us, but i need you to know that i don't wanna be a problem anymore, I don't want to act out or hurt you in anyways, I want to be your pixie that you'd be proud of so from now on i promise I'd never ever let thissss thinggg between us ruin the bond we share..that's all I wanted to say”

You placed your hands on your face so he wouldn't see your ugly crying face but then you felt his arms around you as hugged you tightly. It's not as if the confession was shocking to him, sure he wasn't expecting one from you so soon or ever really but it wasn't exactly surprising to him that you felt this way because he did too, he had felt the sexual tension between you both ever since that night he had seen you walk down the stairs during your parents' aniversary party.

“I don't want to lose you again..I need you uncle..here with me.. dad needs you ..we all need you but me more than anyone else” you sobbed into his arms so he caressed your scalp tenderly and kissed your temple.

“You won't lose me i promise ..you'd always have me..unless of course I die”

“Shut Up” you hit his chest so he cupped your cheeks to make you look at him.

“I won't run again..no matter what happens, I'm tired of running away from situations that no longer serve me..I am giving you my word sweet Pixie I won't ever leave you again” you nodded as he said that, his voice was barely above a whisper, sure you felt mortified before you had this conversation, but now you felt so much lighter, it was as if a heavy weight has been lifted off your shoulders.

You stepped away from him because the proximity was starting to mess with your head again and you had just promised him that you'd be his good girl.

“I'll see you tomorrow then uncle..I need a day off.. I'm a bit hungover” you said to him so he smiled.

“Absolutely ..it's Saturday anyways “

“Ohhh I almost didn't remember “ you let out a small laugh and it made him smile too “Ummm why are you dressed for work then?"

“I have got stuff to do.. especially since your dad isn't here at the moment”

“Mmmm okay..I'll see you on Monday then”

“Going back to your place?”

“Yeah”

“Alright Pixie ..call me if you need me.. anytime”

“I will” you smiled and walked past him quickly, your heart was racing thousand miles per second thinking about what you had just done. Sure he must have had an inkling that you had hots for him but now you had made it very apparent in very clear words, you felt worried that everytime you would look at him now he'd just think about how you wanted to fuck your uncle..

As you left he found himself clutching onto the empty space where you stood just now baring your soul in front of him. He couldn't stop pondering over the situation, what would your dad and his friend would think of this? He didn't call Daemon here just because he missed his friend, there was one other reason, he trusted Daemon with his truth so what would happen when he finds out about your feelings for each other? For the next two days he thought about you constantly and he had finally come to a conclusion.

Monday morning you were kind of terrified to face him, you hadn't seen him since Saturday so this felt even more awkward, however as you reached his cabin and he smiled that sweet smile it didn't feel so awkward then.

During lunch hour you noticed that Madison was in there for an hour long. Were they fucking? Right in the office? Luckily his office was soundproofed so you couldn't hear anything. Your heart broke as you thought about him all naked, giving it to her on the couch so you groaned and tried to distract yourself, he can't ever be yours and you didn't expect him to be celibate all his life.

However as you saw Madison coming out of his cabin with tears in her eyes all your thoughts went haywire, you didn't want to show your desperation and go speak with him almost immediately so you waited for hours and as the clock hit four thirty you made your way to his cabin and he seemed absolutely fine, albeit a bit sad.

“Sir, are you alright?” You asked him so he gestured for you to close the door and sit down.

“I'm all good y/n ..did you send those mails I asked you to?”

“Yes sir”

“Good girl” your face flushed and ears felt hot as he said that but luckily he spoke again so there was no room for awkwardness “I don't enjoy break ups especially if I'm the one to initiate it”

Your eyes widened as he said that. So they were not fucking but breaking up instead.

“I'm sorry about that, i hope she's doing alright”

“Me too..she's a good woman”

“Mmmhmm ummm why didn't you want to continue if I may ask? “ you asked him sheepishly so he finally looked at you.

“It would have been selfish, my heart wasn't in the right place..still not over the divorce and–”

“Stella..I get that” you finished his sentence so he looked at you briefly before he turned to his laptop again.

“Mhmmm” he hummed so you gave him a smile.

“Umm do you need something..a scalding cup of tea maybe? That would cheer you up” you giggled as you asked him and the smile on your face warmed his heart.

“Would love that.. thanks” you nodded as you got up to go bring him his tea, as you were about to open the door you heard your name again so you turned around.

“That wasn't the only reason why I broke things off with her though” you gulped as he said that, the intensity in the way he seemed to look at you made you feel bashful, suddenly the air around you felt different.

“It wasn't?”

“No ..I also don't want to keep hurting you now that i know how you feel Pixie” your face flushed even more but this time from embarrassment.

“Please don't feel responsible for that..I am alright…I mean I'd be alright sooner or later--” you mumbled quickly but he interrupted you

“It's too late, you're already seared deeply into my heart and I have made countless futile attempts to shake that feeling off so by the time you come back with that tea, the office hours would be over and then I need you to sit down here like a good girl and we are going to talk about this unspoken thing between us.. It's inappropriate i know..it's sick, it's even a little bit pathetic but it is what it is..just the same as you I'm also tired of denying this”

Your mouth stayed open as his words started to make more and more sense to you. Every inch of your skin was tingling with anticipation..

“Go on now..do your job” he smiled so you quickly turned around to leave his cabin.

“Ohhh God oh my god..ohhh godd” that was all you could manage to say after that. His words frightened you but also felt exhilarating at the same time.

This thing between you two might just be the end of everything but you were going to watch your world crash and burn if it meant that he was there with you, by your side, holding onto your hands, being so completely yours.

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Should have known.

Summary; A fight between Eddie and yn leads to a much longed for realization.

Warnings; Angsty, fighting, fluff, not s4 canon.

Likes or comments are always appreciated.

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"You are the best thing that's ever been mine" Taylor Swift- Mine.

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It was the worst fight she and Eddie had had in a long time.

After being friends for so long, listening to him talk about the girls he had been with, perfect girls that weren't her, she couldn't ignore the ache in her heart anymore.

Especially when Eddie announced he was going on a date with none other than Chrissy Cunningham.

The two had grown close after Chrissy had come to him for some weed to take the stresses of an already tough senior year.

He had decided that he was going to ask her out and when Chrissy had said yes he had come rushing over to her house to share the good news, there was the biggest smile on his face and of course, she was happy because he was happy and he deserved all the happiness in the world.

But did it still break her heart that he would never smile like that for her? Never want to be with her? Absolutely.

Eddie noticed the split second her face crumpled even though she tried her hardest to be happy, he must have recognized the hitch in her voice because he frowned and stepped back enquiring what was wrong and why she was annoyed about his date with Chrissy.

That's when the argument started and now she was alone, in tears, nursing a broken heart.

"Some friend you are"

He said that she never supported him when he dated someone or liked someone and he wanted to know why.

How could she tell him it was because she loved him? Hear his rejection? All the ways he liked Chrissy because she was prettier?

Well, he wouldn't say that but she knew it was true. So she kept quiet and he looked so upset, said those cutting words.

Hurt she lashed out.

"All I do is support you Eddie, you have no fucking idea. If I'm such a bad friend to you then I won't be one"

It was stupid, thoughtless, fueled by jealousy and years of pent-up emotions letting loose, she immediately regretted it but by then he left slamming the door.

She tried to follow him but he was gone so fast. Guilt ate her up inside and she wished she could take those words back.

Wished there was some magic spell that could make her fall out of love with him so that an argument like this would have never happened.

💞💞

Eddie hasn't been able to focus much the last few days. Since his fight with yn there's been a constant ache in his chest.

Not even the thought of his second date with Chrissy perks him up much and after all the shy flirting and hanging out he finds that this date is as awkward as the first.

On that date, he assumed it was just nerves but now it had happened again.

He and Chrissy got on great, the two of them could talk for hours. That's not the issue. Chrissy was pretty and sweet but something wasn't clicking and he wasn't the only one who noticed.

At first, he thought it was maybe his fight with yn. Maybe if he made up with her then that would help? It took him all of five minutes to realize it wasn't that at all.

Then they kissed and it was nice but it still didn't feel right.

Slowly he realized that he liked Chrissy as a friend very much but that was all and now he felt very stupid.

Chrissy had come to that realization too and was the first to mention it.

"Do you think the reason this is so awkward is that we like each other as friends, that's all, and didn't realize it?" he nods feeling relief that she feels the same.

The curious thing is that he has felt like this before with the girls he has been with and he preffered being with yn.

Because she was his best friend. That was the reason right?

"Eddie, I think you know why this isn't working out? It's about yn right?" he explained about the fight so he assumes she means that.

"Maybe, I really should talk to her about the fight" Chrissy softens.

"You misunderstand. The reason it's not worked out with me or any other girl is that we aren't her"

He knows what she's trying to hint at and shakes his head.

"No. She's my best friend Chrissy, we... I'm not in love with her or some shit like that" he hasn't even been in love yet and surely he would know if he was in love with his best friend?

"Do you find yourself thinking about her all the time? Especially when she isn't around?"

He nods.

"Yeah but that's just friendly right?" she raises her eyebrow.

"Do you miss her when she isn't around? Like now with your fight? Is she the first thing you think about in the morning and the last thing you think about at night?"

Nodding he answers her.

"Yes," shit... his brain was going into overdrive and Chrissy smiles triumphantly.

"Do you ever think about what it would be like to kiss her? Be with her romantically?" he rests his head in his hands as the truth hits him right in the face.

How the fuck did he not know?

"Yes, shit..."

"Yeah, I think you're in love Eddie. It's pretty much how I feel about Jason" he decides not to comment on that. As much as he liked Chrissy and wanted to be her friend he would never understand why she liked Jason.

On to more pressing matters is the fact he needs to talk to yn more than ever now.

💞💞

After three days of her and Eddie not speaking she missed him like crazy. Many a time she wanted to go up and talk things out with him but didn't know what to say.

Mostly she was nervous that he may have just decided he didn't want to be her friend anymore after the stupid thing she said.

Hawkins High was officially on Christmas break and she should be with Eddie binging on popcorn and watching Holiday movies.

Feeling angsty she decides to drive to his to talk to him but is stunned when all of a sudden Eddie is in her bedroom.

"Hi, your folks let me in" she nods feeling nervous anxiety at seeing him face to face.

What does she say to him.

"Eddie...I" he speaks before she can get the words out.

"You're not Chrissy" he blurts out and the words crack her already broken heart.

"I'm well aware of that Eddie" she tells him quietly and he swears.

"Shit, I mean. Chrissy isn't you" she is still hurt and a little confused.

"Look, Eddie. I'm sorry for what I said. I should be supportive of your dates. I am. I'm sorry if it seemed like I wasn't, I am so sorry about what I said"

"I'm sorry for what I said to princess. When I said Chrissy isn't you, I meant that our dates were awkward, they didn't work out and we like each other as friends, none of my dates work out and it's because the girls aren't you"

Okay. This she was not expecting at all. At first, she assumes this is some sort of daydream.

Shit has she zoned out and is drooling or something? It isn't until Eddie cups her cheek, that her heart starts racing that she realizes it's no dream.

"Chrissy helped me see that you're all I think about. From when I wake up to when I go to sleep, I get excited at the thought of seeing you and can't believe how beautiful you are, how sweet and kind you are, I can't believe how lucky I am to have you"

It's like she knows deep down what he is going to say but the tears, happy tears still come.

"You are the best thing that's ever been mine. I'm in love with you" he tells her while stroking her cheek.

"I hope you feel the same otherwise I have made myself out to be a complete butthead" he jokes but looks a little anxious and that causes her to press her lips to his.

With each kiss and under the twinkle of the fairy lights on her ceiling she tells him.

"I love you"

[perplexingluciddreams]

I had a very good day today.

My support worker came to the house for the first time! It is my first time meeting her in person. Her name is Emily and she is lovely. (She also has very cool hair).

She was here from about 11am - 5pm. I got to take my time and take breaks to swing and rest and be alone. Emily, Mum and I had a chat in my room before lunch. I used my AAC and Mum helped me tell Emily things about myself. Communication is much easier with Mum there - I was a bit worried about getting stuck or having a shutdown and not able to cope with a Person there at all. But I did well, I think!

Then I had lunch and a break for swing and Grey's Anatomy. I was quite anxious in my body - tense, sweaty, a bit shaky. Even if I logically know that everything is fine, my body has an instinctive reaction as if I am in danger and not safe, every time there is a Person there in the house (usually this doesn't include parents or sister, because I am used to them living in the same house. But on some days it is absolutely everyone, no matter who). New People are especially hard.

It is also rather hot weather today (18°C!) so that threw me off sensory-wise. I had to take more time to regulate.

In the afternoon I decided to be very brave and play a card game with Mum and Emily. We did three rounds of blackjack. It was a lot of fun! We each won one game. I was still a bit tense, but I was also very proud that I did so well.

I really like my new support worker and I am happy and proud and relieved that today went so well. I finished off the positive streak with listening to Martin Fröst (legendary Swedish clarinettist) play Brahms and Mozart while in my swing.

Wednesday will be my day with Emily from now on. I am really hopeful that this can help me learn to be less scared and anxious around people. Or at least widen the group of people who my brain recognises as "safe". And it is just lovely to spend time with someone and laugh and smile. And get to tell someone new about my interests!

I also have been texting with my best friend in the past week. That is very nice. They are also friends with my sister and quite often pop round our house to hang out, although not with me (because, y'know, Very Disabled - I am sure I don't need to give the full explanation here!). I hope to work towards being able to be physically in the same room with them and hang out, eventually.

It is different with someone I already know, who knows me for years back. There is different mental blocks and barriers and obstacles for both New People and People Who Know Me. It will be a slow process, with lots of teeny tiny baby steps. But I have to start somewhere! So, next time they come round, if my bedroom door is already open, they will pop their head in and wave. That's it. Just wave.

I hope to write more in detail about my "brain barriers" (just what I call it because I don't have any other words) in general, especially relating to Other People. It is a tough topic, and very hard to find words. I have been trying hard for over a year to write anything about this, but the progress is incredibly incremental.

Anyway, now I will need a lot of rest, I am knackered! My body is still in a heightened state of anxiety from a new situation and New Person and how much stimming I had to do to regulate. Usually in the evening I can finally calm down my body - things get quieter and darker and colder and it is all much better. It takes more time to calm down physically than mentally sometimes.

But it is all so very worth it. And Mum is happy too :D

Time to relax, rest my body, and turn my brain off! AKA: Time to watch even more Grey's Anatomy!

[sapphic-agent]

I know that this isn't a problem unique to MHA, and this isn't even a new complaint within the fandom, but the way the series deals with trauma (physical and mental) is off-putting.

Eri endures years upon years of isolation and abuse? Well, all she needs is a song and dance, and now she's smiling! Because of this, she's completely and 100% recovered from what all Overhaul put her through!

1A endures villain attack after villain attack after villain attack? Well, we've offered them counseling, not that they've been showing signs of burgeoning PTSD or anything, so they really don't need it!

Izuku mentally and physically pushes himself past his breaking point during the Dark Izuku arc, going without food, sleep, and ignoring his unhealed injuries? Obviously, all he needs is for 1A to drag him back by force and make him take bath! He's 100% good as new now!

I've already complained enough about Bakugou's bullying, so I won't rehash that.

Sir Nighteye repeatedly disregards All Might's boundaries in the name of protecting him from a horrible future, using two teenagers as a means to an end in this regard? It's okay! He had a point all along, and he truly cared!

Aizawa, Present Mic, and Midnight lose an incredibly close friend in a freak accident during their school days? Midnight's feelings aren't even explored, Present Mic neglects his own grief in favor of Aizawa, and Aizawa uses his grief as an excuse to be an asshole to everyone around him and play God with his students' futures, with NO ONE calling out his behavior as what it is.

I think the overarching problem with MHA is that Horikoshi simply doesn't know how to handle the subject of trauma or how victims can be affected by it.

It think it's why characters like Izuku, Todoroki, Eri, etc. don't feel like real people sometimes. Because if he actually focuses on their trauma, he also has to make them more complex and complexity can be very ugly. If he keeps them surface-level (Izuku being friendly/saving others, Todoroki being blunt/dry, and Eri being a cute kid), he doesn't have to get into the nitty gritty of their characters.

It would also mean making it about 20x harder to redeem Bakugou and Endeavor.

If we had more than vague flashbacks of Endeavor abusing 5 year old Todoroki, beating Rei and pushing her into insanity, and willfully neglecting Touya as his mental health deteriorates more and more, he would be seen as a lot more than simply overzealous and misguided ambition that got out of hand. He would be seen as a monster. Horikoshi has to keep flashbacks of the Todoroki family surface-level or Endeavor's redemption wouldn't have been nearly as well-received.

And of course we've gone over Bakugou. He has to saturate Bakugou with comedy or the shit he pulls would come off a lot more disturbing. If every scene with him was like the Battle Trials, he wouldn't be looked upon nearly as favorably. He wouldn't be funny or endearing (he isn't to me anyway, but I'm talking about in general), he would just be deranged and violent.

There's also the fact that Horikoshi tries his best to keep things lighthearted. I think it's because he's more comfortable doing so and it explains why Dark Deku was so disappointing. To shroud the story in a darker tone- especially with a character he tries to keep light and cheery at all times- really didn't work for him.

I think the proof is in him keeping so many characters alive when they should have died. He is unable to write the affect characters like Gran Torino and Bakugou dying would have on Izuku which is why he couldn't commit himself to killing them off.

Problem with Aizawa is that no one (Horikoshi included) sees a problem with his behavior. He's justified in his "tough love" and is seen as such a good teacher. Although for Midnight and Present Mic, I feel as though he just doesn't bother giving them any depth at all. Midnight only exists for perverted jokes and Mic is simply supposed to be a contrast for Aizawa (a prop really). He actually did start to give Midnight depth and character, but it was only like five minutes before killing her off😐

(It would have been nice if Midnight being an R-rated hero was a product of society. Her being sexualized her whole life because of her quirk/appearance and just deciding to embrace it because it was the only way to reasonably become a hero has always been my headcanon. Her civilian clothes aren't revealing (not that that really matters) and when it comes to being a hero she's very sweet and encouraging and so unlike what we see usually. When she was being interviewed about her costume, she actually started to give a really good answer before Horikoshi decided to make a cat fight out of it. That really sums up the story as a whole, it starts off really deep and intricate before eventually being interrupted by juvenile jokes and unnecessary situations)

I really wish we could have seen more of Eri's recovery. I feel like her trauma is really overlooked/ignored outside of being a plot device to be saved by Izuku and Mirio. I think the light novel of Aizawa having Bakugou of all people watch her is proof of that. Why on Earth would he take the chance that Bakugou- someone who has repeatedly dismissed others' trauma, attacked those weaker than him, and been insensitive to others' feelings, and has a destructive quirk- could trigger her? Why use Eri- an abused, traumatized kid- as a tool to make Bakugou better? But sure, Aizawa is such a good teacher, right?

(Seriously, what the fuck?)

Someone needed to tell Nighteye to shut the fuck up. This doesn't really contribute anything to this post, but I needed to say it. There's literally nothing good about him (HE STRAPPED HIS SUBORDINATE TO A TICKLE MACHINE TO FORCE HER TO LAUGH)

[overtrred28]

Stargirl | matildas x original character fic [part two]

Words; 1.5k

Pairings; matildas team x astrid taylor (OC)

Warnings; none (i don't think)

A/N; second part of this series. the only games i'm fully going off of right now are the tillies games and not for Sydney FC, sort of making them up myself. again please give it some love and i welcome any good feedback. enjoy x

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Joining Sydney FC was one of the best things Astrid could have done. She was thriving. She knew joining in the middle of the season was going to be tough, especially because all the girls already knew each other, and it was at first but having Cortnee there really helped, and the other girls ensuring a smooth transition for her too.  

Astrid and her parents did argue for a while when she signed because they weren’t so keen on letting their only child live in Sydney alone at 17, but that was the only option with them unable to move from their jobs. Astrid was a little scared at first when they finally agreed she was more than mature enough to do it, but Cortnee was close by and they had developed a sister-like relationship in Matildas camps and now at the club. And it wasn’t long until she was going to be 18 anyway so it was just an early start to adulthood and Astrid loved it. 

It wasn’t long until she was playing her first Women’s A-league game, subbing on in the end of second half as a right forward. During training and practice matches Astrid was known to always score a goal, specifically towards the end. That’s why the coach brought her on when they were still 0-0 and 20 minutes from full time. She had been warming up since the second half started, ready to run on and help the team out. 

Almost 15 minutes passed and their side finally gained more possession of the ball, Cortnee ran with it on the right side, opposing defence closing in on her. She shot the ball straight up to Astrid who was in a lot of free space just further up on the outside of the box. The ball connected with her feet, with players coming closer she went for it, shooting strongly with her left foot, successfully passing by the goalie and sinking it in the back of the net. The crowd roared, Astrid ran directly to Cortnee who was already running to the younger girl. Astrid jumped onto Cortnee, a wide smile plastered on her face as the rest of the team ran and jumped onto the pair. Her first A-league game and goal and she had brought the team ahead to 1-0 with minutes to spare. 

The game has ended here and the score is 1-0 to Sydney FC with the only goal from number 19 Astrid Taylor. First appearance with this club at 17 years old, after joining the CommBank Matildas a few short months ago. I’ll say it now, I think she’s one to watch everyone, she’s got a strong strike and a great passion for the sport.

After that game, Astrid was gaining more and more minutes with the club, not in the starting 11 just yet, but subbing on towards the end and gaining the position of a ‘super-sub’, never failing to give the team a leg up by scoring at least one goal and a few assists per game right at the end. 

Her parents tried to come to as many games as they could, it being easier with her in the same state and especially when they played against Central Coast United. But when they couldn’t see them in person, they got the extended family together to watch at home. They were so proud of her, finally getting some acknowledgement for all the hard work she had put in from a young age. 

The new year started and the Matildas were off to compete in the AFC Women’s Asian Cup, Astrid and Cortnee travelling over together after their recent club match. 

When they arrived Astrid couldn’t have been happier to see the rest of the team after almost 2 months, immediately jumping on Kyra and Charli from behind when she saw them walking towards the tunnel. 

“ASTRID!” Charli squealed once the attacker had let go and they both turned around and brought her into a tight hug. “Oh I missed you.” Charli smiled before letting go, allowing Kyra and Astrid to hug finally. 

“I missed you guys so much. It’s been way too long.” Astrid spoke over Kyra’s shoulder. 

“Good to have the group back together.” Kyra commented as the pair let go, the three of them now walking down the tunnel together, arms wrapped around each other. 

“You know, I think we could beat Cait, Lani and Macca for the best trio on the squad.” Astrid spoke up as they spotted the three players chatting amongst themselves, her comment catching their attention. 

“Excuse me?”  “What?”  “WOW.”

The three of them spoke after one another, Kyra and Charli trying not to laugh beside the youngest player who was about to speak but Mackenzie got the chance first, a small smirk on her face. 

“Now listen here, child-” She began but was interrupted by Tony calling the group over to the pitch for today's training session. 

“Catch ya later.” Astrid smiled before skipping off with Kyra and Charli, arms linked and laughing. Caitlin, Alanna and Mackenzie stood for a second before laughing and following close behind with a shake to the head. 

Throughout this first training session plenty of laughs and jokes were shared within the team, most coming from their youngest player and quite a few being harmlessly thrown at said player. Astrid was building a dynamic with the squad and it was working well for everyone. 

Astrid had been working really hard over the past few days, hoping to maybe make her debut in this camp alongside Cortnee who had yet to make hers too. The pair had been talking up this camp excitingly since it was announced, both having spent a while on the squad but yet to play. 

And that day came for Cortnee. It was their second match in the competition against the Philippines this time and the Matildas were struggling a bit more than their last match a few days ago when they won 18-0 against Indonesia. They reached half time and no goals were made. The starting line up came back after halftime more pumped up than ever. 

6 minutes into half time and Sam had secured them a goal with an assist from Steph; then a Phillipines player made an own goal and gave them another one. Another goal in the net by Emily Van Egmond and they felt even more hopeful about securing the win. At the 71 minute the substitutions for Aus began happening. When Cortnee, Courtney and Holly got called up, Astrid gave them all a clap and a pat on the back, hugging Cortnee a bit more and wishing her luck for her international debut. 

Astrid definitely had the loudest cheer when Cortnee ran on, subbing for Kyah. The final goal by Mary at 87 minutes and then the game was over. A 4-0 victory and a Matildas debut for Cortnee, it was a good game. The Matildas had another game in the group stage, making it to the quarter-finals with a 2-1 win, but again no debut for Astrid. 

The quarter-finals match against South Korea was a tough one, the first goal of the match being made by South Korea in the 87th minute and ending the Matildas journey in the competition with a 0-1 loss. The team were devastated of course, Astrid slightly upset at not making her debut this camp again, but she had only been on the squad a few months so she knew her time would come. 

When Cortnee and Astrid returned to Sydney FC they both trained really hard, especially Astrid. She knew she had something to prove with both her club and national team and the only way to get there was to keep going. In their second match since returning from camp she made the starting line up and Cortnee could not have been more proud, nor could her parents who had been able to come to the game. 

Astrid had played more than 70 minutes and scored the team 2 goals and one assist before she was subbed off, more than happy with her results and to take a rest from her first long game since joining. At the end of the game, which they had won 5-1, Cortnee and Astrid made their way over to the barricade where her parents and Cortnee’s parents and brother had been chatting while they waited for the pair. 

The two families had joined the next day for lunch to celebrate the win and get to know each other a little better. They could see the sisterly bond Astrid and Cortnee had created and Astrid’s parents were happy to see she was being well taken care of since moving out of home. 

The next Matildas camp wasn’t until early April so Astrid had plenty of time to hone in on her skills, gain more minutes with Sydney FC while also adding to her score sheet. By the end of March she had 16 goals, many more assists and even more determination to be on the pitch in the next Matildas camp coming up next week.

to be continued...

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beach sex with yena

Vacay Getaway

IZ*ONE's Choi Yena x Male Reader Smut

Categories | beach sex (obviously), public sex (again, obviously), daddy kink, bratty!Yena, a little bit of foodplay, ice cream date/vacay GONE SEXUAL, duck breast best breast, based ofc on Yena's Saipan vacation pics 🤤🤤

You thought it would be Kkura, didn't you? Well, not for now. Not until I finish it.

Yena here to heat the autumn.

Yena's yellow sundress beats the sun's rays. It's not as bright as the blinding gold ball in the sky, but Yena's general cheerful attitude puts it to shame. If the sun can personify itself too and run around the lands of Saipan as happily as Choi Yena can, then maybe you'd give the title of "biggest star" back to it.

But for now, you lean back in the wooden beach chair, put on your sunglasses, and smile defiantly in its face. Fuck you, I'm gonna have fun whether you like it or not.

Vacations are a treat that aren't usual nor cheap. You are always stacked up with work from your job, and Yena is often busy with her own schedules as an idol. The two of you have the money and wealth to have weekly vacations. Hell, you can even make a permanent vacation somewhere in the hills of Korea happen. But when schedules and tasks collide, a happy trip to a nice place is not always possible.

So when you and Yena spotted a nice free gap in your schedules, you took the opportunity immediately. The two of you searched and asked a few friends for a couple of pretty places to stay for a getaway from the industry, and all of them gave you the same answer:

Saipan.

Now you won't pretend and say that you knew about the place and had been there a few times because you had not even heard of it until now. And when the private plane set foot (or rather, wheel) on its beautiful landscapes, you wished that you knew about it earlier on. The place is beautiful; the people are incredibly kind, the food is top-notch, and the beaches have the prettiest shores you've seen in your entire life. And that's saying something since you've been to the Philippines.

If you read about this place all those years ago, you would have taken Yena here on every birthday. You would have gone hiking and ate at lush restaurants with her, a camera and a cocktail in both hands. You would have done plenty of fun things together.

But, as the folks like to say, it is better late than never. And you are grateful you discovered this beautiful place now because you are already deciding to return here in a couple months. Probably when the next day-off strikes. Yena obviously loves Saipan, too. You even took the pictures for her Instagram post, in which she wrote "I❤SAIPAN" for the caption.

And besides, she looks just as beautiful as the place. If not more.

Yena is taking multiple pictures of the view in her iconic yellow sundress. Her dark hair hangs behind her pretty bare shoulders in braids while the skirt hanging around her legs dances and whips with the wind. She's laughing too, and that adorable loud sound is all you needed to hear to be happy for the day. Not the delicious cocktails, not the gorgeous beach, just Yena's pretty laugh.

After all, she is your babygirl.

"Woooo!" Yena cheers. She turns around with her hands in the air, becoming one with nature. "Oh my God, this is soooo fun!"

It's been long since Yena had the time to enjoy herself like this. Shootings for her Animal Detective show and promotion weeks for her comeback are especially draining for her. She has to put on a childish smile for the camera and sing loudly while performing a tough choreography, every single day without fail. So to see her genuinely happy, and her full ducky lips constantly stretched into the sweetest smile ever, makes you happy too.

You rise from your chair and hug her from behind tightly. Yena beams in your embrace, leaning back into you as you kiss her neck and shoulders. "I'm glad you like it, baby," you whisper in her ear. "Want to come back here next year?"

"Of course!" Yena says with repeated nods. "I love it here. Maybe we should move here, too," she jokes at the end, cackling. But you hear a note of longing somewhere in her words, and you start to wonder if that might be possible, with her idol life in Korea and all.

"Well, never say never, right? Eat your ice cream now, Yena. It's gonna melt soon."

You hand her the wrapped chocolate popsicle after ripping the packaging open with your teeth. Yena accepts it happily. She dances around a little like a cartoon as she begins to eat her ice cream.

She's happily licking away at the delicacy while resting her figure against the fence barring the sea. But then she notices your lack of a delicious cold treat to bring some ice in your day. "You don't have an ice cream?" she asks concernedly.

You shake your head. "Nope. I wanted one, but they were already out. They said it's because there were plenty of visitors here yesterday. They didn't have time to restock."

"Oh! Well, that's too bad..."

"It isn't, don't worry."

"You don't want to share ice cream with me?" Yena offers kindly, showing you the chocolate delicacy.

"No, it's fine. You can have it. It's going to melt."

Melt.

Your words trigger a bright idea in Yena's brain. You knew that she was planning something the moment the familiar smirk settled in her cheeks. You just don't know what exactly she's scheming.

She is glad to show you, though. Yena maintains unwavering eye contact with you as she licks her ice cream. You notice the familiar way she's dancing her tongue around it, sucking it in her mouth as if it were something else. You swear that you've seen her do that to something before. It just wasn't an ice cream. It was—

Oh.

Oh.

You glare at Yena, who's still diligently eating her ice cream lewdly with a knowing smile on her face. "Yena," you say firmly, "whatever it is you're thinking, forget it."

"What?" she asks innocently. Yena slips the chocolate inside her mouth. She slides it against her cheek and lets it poke the inside of it, then does it again with a lewd moan. "I'm... oh... not doing, a-anything."

"Yena, stop it. Now." God, she can be so immature sometimes.

"Ohh, fine."

Yena stops, albeit reproachfully. She flashes you an adorable pout, but even that doesn't move your heart a little. Yes, Yena's pretty. Even more than pretty, she's fucking hot. But you still have your morals. You're in public, and you don't want to ruin Yena's career just as much as yours just because of lust, even if you're alone.

"You're so mean, daddy." The impossibly adorable girl crosses her arms and sticks her tongue out at you like a child. "Because you're so mean, I don't even want to finish my ice cream anymore."

What a waste of food and money, you complain to yourself. The ice cream was so goddamned expensive. And now she's saying that she doesn't want to finish it up anymore? It's just insulting.

"Fine," you tell her. Roll your eyes at her childish behavior and reach out your hand. "Just give it to me. I'll finish it for you."

"Okay. But I don't want you to have it the normal way. 'Cause mean daddies don't deserve sweet things the way they are."

Her words and tone are enough to scare you. But what happens after just sets you into a rage of panic.

Yena holds her ice cream out directly under the rays of the sun. As expected, and to your horror, the ice cream begins to melt. The chocolate starts to melt off the rounded wooden stick and drip on Yena's chest.

"Yena! You're gonna get dirty!" You search your pockets in horror for something to wipe her skin with. Unfortunately, you don't have anything. You don't necessarily pack tissues with you, and you lost the only handkerchief at the coast.

Now Yena's chest is a mess of chocolate and ice. It's starting to reach the fabrics of her dress, so she quickly pulls it down. That is when the straps snap, and the whole upper part of the beautiful sundress has fallen right below Yena's breasts.

Your eyes are wide with arousal and horror. The sight of Yena's round, handful-sized tits is a welcome pleasure, but this isn't happening in the safety of your home, or at least a room. No, you're out in public, in the open land, where anyone who passes by can see the famous K-pop soloist Yena naked bust.

Yena stands there, dress hiked down to her stomach. She's pouting again. And her bust, redenning under the sunlight, is covered by a messy sheen of sticky sugar.

Her eyes hold a puppy-like adorableness. "I'm getting messy, daddy," she complains, as if it were an incovenience she did not bestow upon herself. "You'll have to clean me up..."

That was it. That was the final straw. Your feelings of panic and horniness are colliding with each other, so your mind is going hazy. You don't have a  sense of decency nor morality anymore. Yena has made sure of that.

So you do what you do best:

You dive into Yena's breasts as if you were more hungry for them rather than the ice cream. That's fine, duck breast is one of your favorite meals. And your favorite music to accompany it is the tune of Yena's satisfied gasps and moans. So you make sure to eat of her till the "plate" of her skin is clean.

Your tongue travels along the slope of her breasts and is paired with your lips whenever you come across her round, erect nipple. It is hard from the wind, and cannot be covered because Yena isn't wearing a bra. Thus, you cover it with your own lips, sucking away the chocolate and the softness of her tit. Your hands grip the sides of Yena's perfect body while she moans ecstatically, head thrown back and mouth wide open.

"Fuck, that's it, daddy!" Yena exclaims. She gasps and sighs in pleasure, whimpering at your free hand busying itself with the task of groping and slapping her other chocolate-covered breast. She daringly raises her ice cream to her neck. From there, a new flow of sweetness streams. Of course, you attend to it immediately. You lick at her beautiful neck and breathe in the smell of her powdery perfume. It's almost as intoxicating as she is, sweet-smelling but with a side that drove you to lust for her carnally. To lust for her scent, her perfect tits, and her body. Her goddamned tight, sinful bodice.

Yena bites off a chunk of ice cream and presses her lips to yours once they come up for air. You immediately get what she's hinting at, and although you want to deny her of it so badly—because she truly doesn't deserve to be given what she wanted, when she is the one who became a brat out here in the open to get what she wanted—you do it anyway. You kiss her. You devour her. Your tongues swipe and curl around each other and the delicious ice cream, which somehow amplified the sexual experience in ways you didn't expect. Maybe it's because the ice cream is, like Yena's pretty mouth, delicious, or maybe foodplay is something that you've secretly wondered at before. It's perfectly reasonable to wonder if it feels good, because now it makes you and Yena groan and gasp like the two of you were in heat and cannot hold back anymore.

"Hunghh- ohhh!" Yena screams loudly when you suddenly slip a finger inside her. Her thighs squeeze around your hand, but they don't soften your pumps at all, no matter how much the two soft pillars splayed and crossed. Yena looks down at you fingering her underneath her dress, bites her lip while looking at your hot and bothered face, and decides to go on a mission to make you absolutely take her here, regardless of your morals and opinions about sex in public, or whatever pretentious bullshit you were opinionated about because of the pressure of work and the world itself.

There's no saying she'll fail. The ice cream between your lips and hers has smeared some of itself on her jaw and cheek. You take this opportunity to nibble at her jaw and swipe your tongue at it. Kiss her cheek till your lips are chocolate-colored instead of their normal pink, and take her with your fingers even with your erection knocking against her.

"Daddy! Fuck me, daddy!" Her words drive you on, as Yena pours more of the melted liquid on her chest. She's leaking so much precious nectar on your thrusting fingers. The way you devour her neck and skin like a hungry wolf and your wrist bumping her bundle of nerves just make it worse. She's crying out at notes she never knew she could reach, without any care for who watched or who saw. "Please, daddy, keep licking me! Keep punishing your bad ducky, please please plea—ah!"

Your slap on her breast causes her to whimper. But you don't care at all; all the effort you made to protect your reputation and Yena's has vanished from your mind. All you want to do is to slap the pretty tit till it's red and sore. Two slaps after, you bite her breast lightly, making her cry out. Then you dance your tongue all over the two irresistable circles so much that the chocolate has completely vanished. All that's left is your fluid on hers.

You squeeze her breasts harshly to make up for the loss of your finished tongue. You hold her close and kiss her shoulders and neck. "You asked for it," you harshly whisper in her ear. You can hear her gasp at your breath on her sensitive skin. "And now you're going to take it as I please. You hear me?"

"Y-yes! Yes, daddy!" Yena nods. As a reward, you quicken the pumps of your fingers in her snatch. Her hips jerk and she wails, finding that she can do nothing but wrap her arms around you and let you make her mount your fingers. "Please give it to me! I'll take it all... because I'm your good girl... only your good girl, please!"

She's told you explicitly that she wants you to give it to her. Over and over, in fact. And you, a good daddy, need to keep your promise.

So you take your fingers out from her contracting pussy. She whines regretfully, tears nearly filling with wistful tears, but she is especially gratified once again upon realizing the actual thing is going inside her.

Because that is what she had secretly lusted for all this time on the shore, right? To provoke you, to make you lose your mind and morals just to let your bodies touch. To find some relief that is more than relaxation. Choi Yena may be sweet-looking, but her mind is nothing of that sort. It's composed of scheming, lustful, and bratty ideas which you both despise and love, because you have to admit: fucking Yena out here in the open is a newfound kink you're clear on exploring.

Your jeans undo themselves. Soon, you're buried deep inside Yena's tight pussy. Her legs are wrapped around your waist like a ribbon, and she's pressed against the painted fence flushly. The first thrust, she hisses. The second, she curls her arms around your neck and whimpers. She's obviously not used to such harsh thrusts when the session has just started, but it is high time that she learned.

You pound away inside her, not bothering to do any extra foreplay. The ice cream incident already did that. Now, you're teaching her a lesson, pumping the anger that sparked in your body inside her tight cavern, letting it squeeze and tighten around you with no bother to even help her adjust.

"Nghhh, nghhhh, haaaah..." Mindless moans spill out of Yena's mouth. As you pepper soft kisses on her neck and chest, you note with utter satisfaction how well you're taking her that her naughty mouth, that once spoke of nothing but brattiness and whines, can only babble out nonsense. Even more so when you settle your thumb on her clit and rub away.

"Hnggg... aaahh! Daddy, I'm- I'm so full..." Yena raises the skirt to her tummy and watches how your large rod penetrates her too-small hole with dazed fascination. Her hole even tightens with the wind, making you hiss in satisfaction. "Look... look how well you're pounding your little duck. Please do it harder, please! She needs you- she needs you to fill her up and make her yours, please!"

Yena is yours. That's an obvious fact. But the pitchiness of her words in between gasps, as her round tits bounced in the air and her hole took more harsh assaults, turns you on even more. It's visible in your broken groans, your grip on her firm ass, and most importantly, the velocity of your thrusts.

But you gasp first, slowing your thrusts to let Yena see how her little pussy grasps at your dick, how it quivers and leaks with each thrust. And it is so goddamned hot—her hole is so tiny compared to your penis, and yet it stretches out to let it fit each time. The two of you can see how her pretty pink grips the flaccid intruder, as if begging it not to leave, and how it drips even more than the consumed ice cream. You give the nub above the closely-watched slit a harsh flick, which results in Yena's glistening pussy tightening the hardest it can.

Gather your breaths together to hold off your orgasm. "You see how much your princess pussy needs daddy's cock, Yenari? How much it needs to be fucking ruined out here in the open just to please your bratty self?" you ask the barely breathing Yena.

"Y-Yes." She nods tearfully, eyes still on your colliding sexes. "Yes, daddy."

"You see now why you need me to punish you? To teach you to keep"—thrust—"your"—one more—"fucking"—the harshest one yet—"word?"

Yena yelps lewdly with each stressed thrust. "Hangh! Yes, daddy! Please, I'll learn my lesson! Just make me cum, please! Make your Yenari cum!"

"Oh, trust me, I will."

Through the next rough poundings, a lesson is instilled in Yena. With each rough return and drag of your cock, she is taught something. She is taught though, pleasurable, it was a very daring and wrong idea for her to drive you to the edge like this. You stress this with the pounding her pussy suffers from behind, and the pressure on her hair as you use her twintail braids to maintain the rhythm of your pumps.

And the results come out in the grasp of her hands against the rail, the buckle of her legs, the cries from her mouth...

The climax she endures as you pump her more in search of your own.

Yena's thighs and ass are red from your hips slapping against them. Her plump lips still latch onto your fingers glistening with her juices. And now her pussy is filled with the white fluid extracted from your cock. Her legs are still shaking.

You gently ease out of your baby duck's cunt. As you study her ruined form and panting back, you sigh. So much for a peaceful vacation.