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Do yall take them radqueer accounts seriously up here?

[obsessedwithceleste]

Til It’s Gone

Theodore Nott x reader

Based on this cute lil request 🤗

Summary: It seemed like they’d always been there. An ever-growing thorn in Theodore’s side. He really didn’t realize what he’d had until it was gone. (Happy ending I swear)

word count: 3.2k

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Theo let out a heavy sigh as he slumped into his seat, ignoring the cheery smile on your face as you turned to face him.

“Hi Theodore!” You chirped brightly, gaze landing on the tall brunette boy coming to sit next to you.

Salazar, here we go, Theo thought bitterly.

“Theo.”

“Right. Theo. How was your day?” You continued on, seemingly oblivious to his indifference as you scribbled mindlessly on your parchment.

Theodore wasn’t stupid. Quite the opposite in fact. He knew you liked him. That much you’d made rather obvious. Especially as of late. If saving him a seat everyday in this miserable class didn’t make it clear to everyone that you had a certain affection for the boy, then the notes dropped in his bag, or kisses blown from across the Great Hall certainly did.

The only reason Theo even accepted sitting next to you was because the seat was positioned perfectly to be just outside of Professor Binns’ field of vision, saving him the work of pretending to care about whatever topic the professor was rattling on about.

“I don’t see why you even put up with it all,” Mattheo often said. “Just reject them and move on with it.”

“Or at least stop sitting with them. You’re only encouraging them,” Enzo would add.

Yet, here he was, still sat lazily in the seat next to you. Theo didn’t particularly care that you fancied him to be quite honest. He’d gotten used to the same pattern of stoically ignoring your chatter, copying your carefully organized notes, and leaving. So long as you weren’t too annoying, he didn’t see the harm in sticking around. Besides it’s not like you weren’t easy on the eyes. And he supposed there was something to be said about the confidence with which you acted that set you apart from the general hoard of girls harboring similar feelings.

“Theo?”

Your voice snapped him out of his thoughts as he glances at you out of the corner of his eye.

“Fine.” He replied tersely before turning once more to stare blankly ahead.

He’d changed his mind. Absolutely not. This was horrible. At this point, Theo wasn’t even sure if you actually liked him, or were only claiming you did as an excuse to see how much you could embarrass him.

“Mate, this is getting to be Weaselette levels of weird,” Draco said as their group stared in horror at the third year who had approached them warily in the halls with a poem to read aloud in hand.

Theo visibly shuddered, remembering the awful valentine the youngest Weasley had sent Saint Potter a few years prior.

“Save everyone the embarrassment and walk away now, kid,” Draco told the boy. “Go on. Scram.”

The third year didn’t need to be told twice and quickly darted off, away from the group of Slytherin boys.

“It isn’t even 8am mate. Where does that girl get the time to do all this?” Enzo grumbles as they made their way into the Great Hall for breakfast.

Theo simply ignores his friend’s comments, something he was getting used to doing, as they all sat down at their usual table.

They’d all seemed to have an opinion on you as soon as it became apparent that you had developed a crush on him, and Theo had just about had enough of his friend’s seemingly endless comments regarding his not so secret admirer.

The familiar small parcel tied neatly with a white ribbon that sat waiting for Theodore in his usual spot didn’t go unnoticed, starting the whole thing up again.

“For Salazar’s sake Theo, do you not find it creepy?” Draco asks, eyeing the package.

Theo rolled his eyes at his dramatic friend.

“I don’t care. You all seem to be more interested in y/n’s little stunts than I am, and I’m the one they’re intended for. They’re harmless. Just leave it and they’ll probably get bored eventually.”

“Yeah, or they’ll just keep it up thinking you’re playing all hard to get or what not,” Mattheo snorts.

Theo just glares at his friend, stabbing a sausage with his fork. Just behind Matt’s head, seated at a table with your own friends, Theo sees you blow a kiss his way, winking cheekily.

“Aw, they growing on you? Who would’ve thought dark and broody would be into golden girl herself,” Mattheo teases, earning him a sharp kick from under the table.

“Morning Theodore,” you greet, as the brooding boy once again took his seat beside you, this time in potions.

“It’s Theo.”

“That’s what I said.”

You hear the boy let out a small snort and you smile to yourself. That was one of the biggest reactions you’d been able to get out of the boy.

Your friends often wondered why you so insistently pursued the grumpy Slytherin boy, despite his general apathy towards you, and honestly, it was as simple as the fact that you enjoyed the challenge.

It was like your own little game of cat and mouse. Constantly finding little ways to make the boy smile, even if he didn’t realize it was you. And the rush of excitement you got anytime you were able to elicit any sort of reaction from the boy was like a drug that kept you coming back for more.

You’d found that the best way to elicit such reactions was by staging little acts of public affection whether it be a kiss sent his way or an origami note perched on his desk. Each time, you could see the heat rise softly in the boy’s cheeks as he tried desperately to keep it at bay, sometimes even fighting back a small smile.

Today you had come to class a bit early in order to set up both you and Theo’s potion stations before the brown haired Slytherin arrived, taking extra care to gather enough ingredients for each of your potions. You weren’t even sure he realized that you were doing all this for him, but watching his satisfied smile as he brewed away made it worth it.

That was another thing you had grown to appreciate about the boy. While his friends were all rather light-minded and rowdy, his wit and level-headedness balanced out the group. Theo was smart, and didn't feel the need to make a point about it, flying under the radar of many of your classmates when it came to who had the best marks. Sure it was fun to tease the boy, but you also had a certain admiration for him that went deeper then the nonserious way you often conducted yourself around him.

The rest of the class passed in a sort of agreed upon silence as you worked on your potions. Of course you’d like to talk to Theo a bit, but you’d found he’d preferred the silence, usually not uttering more than a few words to you per class. It was something you could work on eventually you supposed.

“See you later Theodore,” you said brightly once you had finished gathering up your things. Joining your group of friends, you toss one last wave over your shoulder at the boy, smiling to yourself. He hadn’t bothered to correct you for once.

The last thing Theo expected while roaming the dusty shelves of the library was to hear his own name being whispered from deeper within the maze of books he was searching through. The library was where he went to escape his friend’s incessant gossip about the rest of the school’s population, yet he was interested in what was being said about him. He didn’t often venture outside his usual group of Slytherins, so he didn’t know exactly what he expected to hear.

Following the loud whispers, Theo stopped, looming in the shadows once he was able to make out the dark figures of students huddled in one of the many rows of books.

“Sure Theo might be one of the most attractive boys in our year, but his head is so far up his own arse, it’s a wonder he can see straight.” A voice practically snarled as its owner leaned lazily against one of the shelves.

Theo felt himself immediately tense. Is that what they thought now? His fists clenched as he refrained from crashing through the shelves to give these snots a piece of his mind.

“Honestly, being an arrogant prick isn’t something to be proud of. He’s just like every other Slytherin who makes being a pure blood their only personality trait.” Another voice adds.

“Oh fuck off you two.”

Theo’s ears perk up, surprised to hear your voice join the chatter.

“Please, like you’re one to talk y/n. You’re practically blinded by desperation. Theo Nott is an utter prat and he treats you like shit. Have some bloody self respect.”

“I’m not desperate, you git. And Theodore isn’t an arrogant prick. There’s nothing wrong with having a little bit of pride. It’s not like you see him going around bragging about how amazing he is. If you’re going to talk about arrogant pricks, talk about Cormac. Or Draco even.”

“Whatever. That still doesn’t excuse his behavior towards you. I don’t understand why you insist on embarrassing yourself when he clearly has no interest in you. But he’s too much of a coward to say anything.”

“Oh for the love of- Theodore doesn’t owe anyone anything. Me included. I do the things I do because I can and I want to, and quite frankly it isn’t anyone else’s business but my own. So why don’t you two get your heads out of your own arses and stop worrying about me, and stop worrying about Theodore.”

With that, Theo listened as your footsteps slowly got quieter as you stomped away, your words ringing in his head.

Theo had never been in love before. But in that moment, he was beginning to see the appeal. Fuck that was hot as hell.

For Theo, it all spiraled down from there as he finally began to see you. Really see you. And not just as some girl who had a silly crush on him.

It started with the notes. He hadn’t noticed before, but it wasn’t just him that you’d slip a note to in the hallway. After one particularly difficult transfiguration exam, Theo watched as you dropped a note with a chocolate candy attached into the bags of your friends.

Another day, he arrived to potions early to find you carefully setting up his station as he hovered in the doorway. After class, he didn’t rush out like he normally would and instead watched as you quietly slipped an extra copy of your notes to a student he knew struggled with the class.

And while you weren’t exactly blowing kisses to all of your friends across the Great Hall, Theo began to notice the way you didn’t hesitate to throw your arms around your friends, hugging them tightly when you got excited. Or grasping onto a hand as you wandered through Hogsmeade, arms swinging in carefree bliss.

It was about a month after Theo had begun his silent observations that he began to feel it. The slow pull away as your presence began to fade from his life. He almost didn’t notice at first. It had been about a week since he’d last found a note in his bag, or parcel waiting for him on his seat. You still smiled brightly at him if your eyes met from across the Great Hall, but now that he thought about it, Theo couldn’t remember the last time you’d blown a kiss his way.

It all came to a head the day Theo walked into History of Magic to see one of your friends sitting next to you in his usual seat, chattering away.

“Nice mate, they finally get the message?” Mattheo asks with a grin, elbowing him in the ribs.

Theo remained silent as he followed his friend to a seat in the back, eyes not leaving the spot where he should be sitting.

It continued on like this for what Theo thought was eternity. Salazar he missed you. Weeks passed filled with sleepless nights where he would stare at the ceiling contemplating where he had gone wrong. At the very beginning really, he thought dryly, remembering his initial feelings of agitation and annoyance. He wished he could go back and give himself a good smack upside the head.

The day Theo passed you in the hall and you didn’t even spare him a passing glance was the day Theo finally broke.

“Lorenzo.” He said, slamming the door of their dormitory open, startling his roommate.

“Theodore?”

Theo glares at the use of the name.

“You’re the romantic type. How do I do it?” Theo asked as he stomped his way over to his bed.

With a bemused look, Enzo swings around to look at his roommate, wondering if one of the ghosts had somehow possessed him.

“You want to know. How to do romance?” Enzo asks slowly, not fully believing he’d heard his friend correctly. Theo was probably one of the most emotionally detached people he’d ever met.

“Yes. Y/n. I want to make it up to her.”

"I thought we didn't like her?" Enzo said, growing more concerned for his friend's mental state by the minute.

"We didn't. But now we do, and I want to make things right."

Enzo blinked. Oh this was not going to be easy.

As you sat in the court yard with a group of your friends, textbooks in hand as you attempted to study for the charms test the next day, your eyes flickered momentarily as a sea of green wandered by. Quickly you look away before your eyes could meet Theo’s and you try to turn your attention back to your friend’s idle chatter.

It had been what? A month since you’d stopped actively seeking out the boy’s attention. Maybe more. And you missed him. His sarcastic smiles and pretty eyes that seemed to be fixed in a permanent glare.

But you were also tired. Mostly tired of the snarky comments. “Have some self respect.” “So desperate.” The voices of your classmates echoed in your head, and eventually you began to draw back. You knew he’d noticed. You’d seen his eyebrows furrow in confusion that day you’d let your friend sit beside you in class. A pang of guilt washing over you. But it’s not like he showed any signs of wanting things to go back to the way they were. So you simply stayed away. Maybe that’s what he’d wanted all along.

Your thoughts followed you as you eventually made your way back to your dormitory, wanting nothing more than to wrap yourself up in a warm blanket and disappear. As you approach your bed however, you make out something that definitely wasn’t there when you’d left that morning. A gorgeous bouquet of little white flowers wrapped in thick brown paper, tied off with a silky emerald green ribbon. Stamped on the corner of one of the brown folds, the letters TN shown at you in gold curls.

“Oh those are beautiful!” Your roommate gasps when she sees the flowers. “Lily of the valley! Those can symbolize renewal ya know. Usually they’re given as like, an apology of sorts, or if someone wants to start over.” She tells you. Ever the herbology buff. “Who are they from?”

A smile grows on your lips as her words sink in and you press the flowers close to your chest.

“Just a special friend,” you reply.

After all the months of Theo's coldness towards you, you'd never quite allowed yourself to truly believe the boy would ever return your affection, but maybe things were beginning to look up.

Over the course of the next several days, you begin to notice little things that had Theodore’s name written all over them.

After the charms exam the following day, you find a note of encouragement written in Theo’s familiar scrawl dropped in your bag along with a bag of your favorite toffees. How he’d managed to get it there without you noticing was beyond you.

There were little things too. Your stations in herbology and astronomy were always set up and waiting for you when you walked into class. The book on ancient runes that you’d been searching for showed up on your bedside table. (You weren’t sure how he was doing that either, but you weren’t about to question it.) And there always seemed to be a comfortable smirk on Theodore’s face whenever your eyes wandered over to where he sat with his friends, eyes seemingly boring into you.

Now, you sat quietly in your own little nook of the library, quill in hand as you scribbled away at your ancient runes essay, the book Theo left you being quite helpful.

You were happy he'd found his way back into your life, happier still that he was actually making a point to be included in your life.

“You don’t mind do you?” A voice asks, startling you and causing ink to splatter against the parchment.

With shocked eyes, you look up to see Theodore standing next your table as if your thoughts had summoned him there. He sets his books down, frowning at your now ruined paper.

With a flick of his wand, the mess is gone.

“Sorry bout that,” he mutters, sitting down across from you.

You blink, not entirely convinced you’re not hallucinating.

“You know, I remember you being much more talkative,” he says, a sly smirk reaching across his face as you realize you’ve yet to say anything to the boy.

“I remember you being significantly less talkative,” you blurt out before quickly covering your mouth with your hand in horror.

To your relief, the boy in front of you lets out a low laugh.

"Fair enough. See you've been liking the book," he says, gesturing towards the open text.

"Oh yeah, I've been meaning to say something, thank you."

"Don't worry bout it. I never said thank you for all the things you did. Probably should've." He replies, looking down as he pulls out his own quill and parchment. "I am sorry by the way."

"For?" You ask, head tilting to the side in curiosity.

"Everything. Or for doing nothing is probably more accurate," he says, flipping open his text book.

You can tell that he's nervous as he fidgets with the corners of the book's pages, and you desperately want to ease the tension between the two of you.

A moment of silence passes between the two of you as you debate whether or not to say anything more, or go back to your essay. Finally, you look up at the boy that you had been chasing after for all these months, and remind yourself that he had actually been the one to go through all the trouble of seeking you out tonight.

Gathering your courage, you open your mouth to speak. "Theodore?"

"Yes, Bella?" he replies, eyes carefully following the lines of next.

"Would you like to join me in Hogsmeade this weekend?"

His eyes snap up at this, and you see the familiar hint of red make it's way into his cheeks once more.

"Only if I can have my seat back in History of Magic." The boy replies.

"I think I can have that arranged."

Hi hi hi! I hope this lives up to all of your hopes and dreams, anon 🫶🏽

[blondwhxrewrites]

Toxic mattheo would get you so drunk at a party,amused at your babbling and keeping your eyes open,tapping your cheek as he makes you do another shot🤗🤗

(Theo might come and save the day)(idk)

Toxic Mattheo my beloved 😩🙏

Oh yeah, he'd totally do that, and he wouldn't feel an ounce of shame for it. It wasn't like he was going to take advantage of you, of course! He just thinks it's easier when you're more relaxed and as a good boyfriend he has to make sure you have fun and live your fullest life 😌

It's slow and steady progress that starts out with him just handing you a small shot. "Come on, princess, have some fun." He smiles, forcing the small drink into your hand, not caring about your obvious concern. Then after he gets you to drink that he would drag you to a corner simply to talk and flirt, making sure you felt comfortable with him, and let the drink sink into you before handing you another drink. 

"Come on, princess, open up." He cooed, tapping your cheek and gesturing for you to tilt your chin up. It was almost funny how much of a light weight you were as he poured the alcohol into your mouth and tapped the bottom of your chin, closing your mouth and making sure you swallow.

By the end of the night, you're in his lap, completely drunk, and babbling about some book you've been reading while he pretends to listen. His friends can't help but coo and tease you, but it's not like you notice, and if you did, you were too wasted to care. 

[4ngels0uls]

do I fuck better than he does? - M.S

Don’t like? Don’t read.

Summary: y/n is dating a quite toxic guy while Matt is clearly crushing on y/n, y/n doesn’t notice at all till they ‘accidentally’ have sex.

Paring: fem!reader + soft!matt.

Warnings: SMUT, hitting (slapping not abuse), yelling, threats mentioned, just a full trigger warning at the start of the thing, cheating, rough sex, filming, MATT THE MUNCH😋, etc.

A/N: I just wrote a Chris smut and now I’m writing a Matt smut😋 also not edited🤗🤗

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Y/ns pov

“Hey Matt?.” You text Matt after your boyfriend just threatened you. “Yes?” He texts back. “can I come over for a bit. ethan’s angry again…” you text. “Of course y/n. I’ll come pick you up.” Matt replies. “wait don’t!” You reply back. Matt starts typing and you say. “He’s going to see you. I’ll just drive there.” You say as you turn your phone off and grab your keys. All you hear is. “Fucking pussy! Leaving because you’re scared of me huh?” Your boyfriend spits.

He slaps you on accident with full force. You hold your red, sore, cheek and look at him in horror. “oh my god baby.. I’m so sorry.” He goes down to touch your face and you get up and run. “You fucking slut!” He yells as you jump into your car and start it.

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You knock on the door to the triplets house and nick opens the door. “Hey y/- what the fuck happened to your cheek…?” Nick softens his voice. Matt comes to the door and sees my tear stained face with my cheek with a big ass bruise on it. “that fucking asshole!” Matt yells with pure anger. “Matt- Matt!” You try to stop him. “he fucking did this to you huh?!” he yells. “matt stop…” you mumble. “stop what y/n!? you want him to keep treating you like your some kind of punching bag?!”

“matt please stop..” you slightly whisper. “matt stop. enough.” nick speaks. “you need to chill matt.” chris adds in. matt looks down at you, right into your eyes. you look right back up at him. you can see the hurt in his eyes as he stares at the bruise on your face. he grabs your face softly and traces the bruise with his soft fingers. “i’m sorry..” he mumbles so you are only able to hear. he hugs you and you hug him back.

“can we just go upstairs and ignore this..?” he asks you. “mhm” you hum. he picks you up and takes you upstairs. “ooo” chris teases. “chris shut the fuck up.” matt says as he walks up the stairs with you in his arms.

he plops you down on the couch as he sits beside you. he pulls you into his lap. you guys have been friends since the 7th grade. matt started to like you in freshmen year after you had a completely different look. you and him have always been touchy with each other. you guys always have been like this, sometimes it’s lead to even more, exactly like when you guys ‘accidentally’ had sex.

you were sitting on his lap as you accidentally grinded on his lap, making him hard. then it went off like that. but now your sitting on his lap once again. you bury your face into his chest as he traces circles on your back. chris and nick sit on the other side of the couch. “y/nnnnn” nick whines. “yeahhhh” you whine in the same tone as nick. “can you come sleep with me for once?” nick asks.

“maybeee” i answer. “this movie is so boring can we go do something else as chris and matt watches this?” he asks. “yeah.” i say. matt looks at me with a frown. “i’ll sleep with you tonight, okay?” you say to matt. “okayy.” matt says as you stand up and you and nick walk off to his room.

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matt’s pov

“i know you like her matt.” chris says. “chris shut the fuck up.” i say to him. “your really obvious matt.” he says once again. “just shut the fuck up chris.” i reply. “i know you guys are going to do something tonight.” chris winks at me. “oh my god chris. shut the fuck up.” i say as i get up and walk to my room.

of course he knows i like y/n. he’s finally noticed now. but fuck man… i’m going to bed till y/n comes back.

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y/ns pov

“nick?” you question. he doesn’t answer. you sit up and see nick has fallen asleep. “fuck off man.” you mumble under your breath as you get up. you turn the tv off and walk out of the room as you close the door behind you. you walk over to matt’s room and slowly open the door.

you walk into the room as you see pitch black and you try to find matt’s bed as you trip and make a loud sound that wakes up matt. “y/n?” matt mumbles with his raspy voice. you start laughing. “are you okay?” he continues with his raspy voice. he chuckles a bit as he hears your laugh. “yeah i just fell.” you chuckle as you talk. you stand up and get on the bed. you crawl into his lap and he grunts.

“f-fuck y/n…” he groans with his raspy voice. you begin to feel him grow hard right on your thigh. “o-oh… i’m sorry…” you mumble as you get off him. he pulls you back on top of him. “i-it’s okay.” he groans slightly as he talks. “stay t-there okay?” he says. “mhm”. you hum. you slowly start to grind on him. “sh-shit y/n.. your going to kill me here.” he groans. “a-are you sure?” he asks as you pull your shirt off. “yeah.. are you?” you ask.

he nods as he stares at your face in the dark. “can we turn a light on?” he asks. “mhm.” you hum. he goes over and turns a light on. he lays back down and sees your face. he looks down and sees your breasts. his cheeks flush as he sees. “can i touch…?” he asks for permission as he looks into your eyes. you nod as he goes to trace your curves with his cold finger tips.

“fuck your beautiful.” he mumbles as his hands goes more up. you reach behind your back and unclip your bra and let it fall. he gets more flushed than he was before. you lean down and kiss his neck slowly. he groans at the feeling of his neck being kissed.

“such a pretty girl.” he mumbles as he groans. “hush…” you say shyly. he chuckles and continues to feel your curves. you guys begin to hear someone walking to matt’s room. you jump off of matt and cover up and pretend to sleep and matt rushes to turn the light off. he turns the light off and pretends to sleep. nick walks into the room. “y/n?” nick says with a raspy voice, proving he has just woken up. i stay quiet and pretend to sleep. nick eventually leaves the room as you look over and see matt just laying there, staring at the roof.

“matt?” you whisper slightly. “hm?” he hums as he looks at you. you get back on his lap. you sit on his erect dick by complete accident. he groans as he hold your waist. you tug on his pyjama pants. “you want these off, huh?” he says in a whisper. “mhm.” you hum quietly. “then you do it, pretty girl.” he whispers again. you let a small whine out at his words.

“come on.” he says with a chuckle. you slowly start to take his pyjama pants off. you take them off so now he’s only in his boxers now. you take your pants off, so now your only in your underwear now. you crawl on top of him. he pulls his shirt off as he grabs you and pulls you closer to him. he kisses your neck slowly as he begins to reach down to your underwear where your soaked core is.

he rubs his fingers right on your clit as he kisses your neck. he continues to rub your clit through the fabric of your panties. you let a soft moan out at the pleasure. “mmm such a good girl, huh?” he mumbles against your neck. you let a groan out at his words. he hooks his fingers around your panties and gently pulls them off of you. he switches you guys around by flipping you over so he’s on top.

he pulls his boxers down as he begins to kiss down your body. he kisses all the way to your hips. he kisses to your hips. he teases your hole with his fingers completely slow, basically teasing now. “matttt.” you whine. he chuckles and shoves his fingers into your hole as he sucks your clit softly. you moan at his motions. matt groans at your moans and sends vibrations through out your whole body.

he begins to suck harder, his tongue flicking as fast as possible against your aching clit. he fingers pumping in and out of you. “ohh fuck matt!” you moan loudly. he pulls his mouth away. “be quiet, princess.” he says quietly. he continues to suck your clit and finger you. “m’ close!” you moan as he moves fast and fast. you feel the knot in your stomach snap as your orgasm crashes over you. “fuckkk” you moan as you cum on his chin and in his mouth. he licks you clean and gets up and stands on his knees and smirks at you.

“you taste good, my love” he says as he smirks. he hovers above you as he rubs his dick against your clit. you stare up at him as he does this. you groan. he slowly slides himself into your pussy as it swallows his dick whole. he groans at the feeling and sight. he thrusts his hips a bit more faster as you moan each thrust. he holds your arms above your head as he pounds his full length in you. “matt! big! f-fuck!” you moan. he chuckles at you.

he holds your arms above your head with one hand as he holds your hip with the other. he groans as he thrusts faster and faster. he pulls out and flips you over on your stomach. he grabs your hips and shoves himself back in you. he grabs your arms and holds them behind your back. he pounds into you like an animal, his balls slapping against your clit each rough thrust.

“fuckkk. do i fuck better then he does?, huh!?” matt groans. “y-yes!” you moan loudly. he pounds into you while holding your hips for support. “close!” you moan. “cum on my dick you little slut.” he groans as he pounds you. you whine loudly. you squeeze your eyes shut and scream. “fuck matt!” you scream as you cum on his dick. “mhghmm fuck!” he groans as he cums inside of your pussy, painting your spongey walls completely white.

he flips you over and grabs his phone. “sensitive..” you whine. “if it’s to much yell orange, okay?” he tells you. “okay..” he grabs his phone and slowly slides himself in you. “is it okay if i record this and send it to him.” he asks. “yeah i’m okay with it.” you answer. he thrusts slowly as he puts the flash on and records what’s happening. he begins to thrust faster and he shows a close up of him fucking your pussy.

he holds his hand around your neck. “fuckkk. who’s pussy is this?” he asks. you begin to tease. “nobody’s.” you groan. “huh?” he fucks you faster as his grip around your neck tightens, but not enough to hurt. he fucks you crazy. “who’s pussy is this now!?” he groans. “y-yours!” you yell. “who’s?” he teases. “y-yours!” you moan. he smirks as he fucks you crazy. “come on, cum for me pretty girl.” he smirks as he thrusts slightly faster.

you grab his wrist and grip it, struggling from the overstimulation. “fuck matt!” you scream as you cum on him once again. he pounds into you a couple more times and releases his cum inside of your core. he flops down beside you. “your so pretty.” he mumbles as he lays down.

chris yells from downstairs. “can you guys fuck any louder?!” he yells. you and matt look at each other with embarrassment. “maybe we can.” you mumble and matt shoots his head at you. you laugh at his reaction.

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little more

the morning after

“jesus you guys are so fucking loud. “ohh matt!” “fuckk!” nick mocks the words you guys said last night. matt sighs and looks down. you suck your lips into your mouth from embarrassment. “can you guys just stop with this.” matt says quietly.

but holy shit. did matt ever fuck better than ethan did

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A/N

YUHHH

i got really lazy with it at the end.

i finished writing this in the car🤗

[ttpdsargeant]

you are in love

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in which they’d managed to keep their relationship a secret (although people thought they were in love but oblivious) until one of their friends finds a way to expose it

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yourusername, race day!! everybody manifest good things for pastry boy🙏🙏

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user1, the only bffs that matter to me

⤷ user2, ‘bffs’ and then it’s 2 people that are actually madly in love but also completely oblivious

oscarpiastri, that picture was so unnecessary but thanks i guess

⤷ yourusername, you guess???? suddenly i’m manifesting you finish p19 and lando gets p1

⤷ landonorris, can you manifest me getting p1 anyway pls

user3, and when oscar gets on the podium and goes straight to y/n and kisses her on live tv then what????

⤷ user4, stay delusional bff, hopefully it works out

user5, the things i would do to be the passenger while oscar drives

logansargeant, am i allowed to not?

⤷ yourusername, only because i like u more than him

⤷ oscarpiastri, liar, you love me

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yourusername, baby’s first (f1) podium😭💗

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user1, I WAS SOBBING MY PARENTS WERE SO CONCERNED

⤷ yourusername, oscar laughed right in my face as soon as he got out the car i was so offended

user2, did y’all see the way he was looking at her😭😭if they don’t say they love each other soon i will force them

⤷ user3, i’m still so shocked they’re not together

oscarpiastri, do you have to use the worst pictures of me every time i happen to make an appearance on your instagram?

⤷ yourusername, yes����😊

landonorris, wow… i see how it is, what happened to bro’s before hoes😒😒

⤷ yourusername, sorry lando but he’s been my bff for longer

⤷ landonorris, i think you put an extra f there

user4, LANDO’S COMMENT????

⤷ user5, he’s making exposing his friends relationships his new hobby😭😭

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yourinstagram, fuck soft launches <3 (and lando norris😒😒)

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landonorris, hey i did you a favour you guys would’ve kept this a secret until one of you died at this rate

⤷ yourusername, maybe i was waiting until his first win :(

⤷ landonorris, were you?

⤷ yourusername, well no but i could’ve been

user1, you guys were NEVER slick everyone knew

⤷ user2, they hard launched the minute she went to the race in bahrain

oscarpiastri, i love you🤍

⤷ yourusername, CRINGE

⤷ oscarpiastri, 😐😐

⤷ yourusername, i love you more🤗🤗

user3, the way half of these are basically what she posted before their relationship was confirmed, it was so painfully obvious

pls ignore the dates on the tweets i couldn’t be bothered to change them😭😭

[seventeenreasonswhy]

SVT's S/O Comes Home Drunk! 🤭

SFW / Nothing explicit, just SVT being (mostly) sweet!

OT13!Seventeen x GN!Reader

OT13 reacts to their partner coming home drunk after a party/drinks with friends or coworkers! Partner is... horny! And silly! Teehee.

Warnings/Content: SFW, fluff (I guess?), mentions of alcohol/alcohol consumption ofc, some members are more protective/possessive than others ... sorry!

Author's note: I just love imagining these boys in little situations, you know? Is it obvious who my biases are? Perhaps. Does that matter? Not to me! 😈 Enjoy! 🤗

S.Coups

Honestly, he's kind of pissed off? He’s feeling protective of you. As you drape yourself all over him in your cute, drunken state, his mind can’t help but imagine you behaving like this and being all touchy-feely with whoever you were drinking with. He gets low key jealous! You can tell he’s upset, which makes you pout, but he gets over it once you start spouting silly drunken nonsense. After he collects himself, he focuses on taking care of you. His jealousy is something he has to work to manage for the sake of your guys’ relationship!

Jeonghan

Sooo amused, lol. He would take videos of you being so drunk and silly to show you/tease you about in the morning. You would sloppily kiss him and in your charged state, you'd even attempt to take things further, but he knows that you’re too drunk to really focus. Plus, he doesn’t feel right about doing that kind of stuff with you when you’re this drunk. He is so sweet about it though, allowing some kissing, and subtly inching you toward the bedroom (to tuck you in! lol).

Joshua

Also finds you soooo cute in this state! He would def take videos and send them to your guys’ closest friends, earning some laugh-crying emojis and commands to put you to bed lol. He would be so sweet tucking you in, and he'd make sure there were hangover cures ready to go in the morning. He finds you being horny when you’re drunk adorable, but he restrains himself. (Gentleman!)

Jun

Bewildered. Help him, someone, please. He was already asleep when you came crashing in so he’s kind of like, “Oh boy here we go...” but once you pounce on him, locking lips in a passionate kiss, he feels... differently. He would not mind having some quick drunken sex with you late at night. If he's being completely honest, he's actually kind of turned on by how uninhibited you’re being.

Hoshi

Over the moon. Ecstatic. Elated. Giddy. No word can really capture the feeling he gets when you’re this drunk and cute! And horny, too!? What more could he ask for? You two are insane when you’re both drunk, to the point where your friends actively try to avoid that situation—trying to covertly cut one of you off when you're all out together before you both get unmanagable. So, it’s something of a relief for him that it’s not him who’s being all drunk and silly for once. He definitely teases you and starts getting really clingy, seeing if you’ll pounce on him (which you do!).

Wonwoo

He doesn't want to, and he probably wouldn't say anything about it, but he feels protective and worried! As soon as you stumble through the door, he’s wondering how you got so drunk, who you were with, how you got home... so many questions start spinning through his mind. But his mind goes blank when you wrap your arms around his neck and look up at him so red-faced and cute. He can’t help but smile at you being so clingy. You try to initiate some making out but he’s not quite in the mood for that. He's too sweet to outright reject you, so he indulges a little bit. But he doesn’t love to get it on with you when you’re drunk because he’s afraid you’ll get hurt somehow, or not remember it which makes him feel bad. Both “w”s in Wonwoo stand for ‘worrier!” 

Woozi

Taken aback! At a loss! A bit overwhelmed! He’s not very crazy when he’s drunk, he’s a much more subdued drunk. So, seeing you with so much energy makes him unsure how to handle things, haha. And then you start kissing him, which is... great. Haha. It’s great! He loves kissing you! And you’re not being shy about it at all, which is cute. He would probably stop things before they got too far, but he would make out with you and feel you up a little in this state.

The8

He's finds your drunken habit of being cute and saucy so endearing, haha. He would be very sweet, making sure that you drink plenty of water before bed, indulging your kisses but not going further, tucking you in... he just loves you and is genuinely happy that you had such a fun night.

Mingyu

Haha, he finds your drunken state sooo cute he can hardly contain himself, but he pretends to be sulky about this behavior to tease you! Also, let's be real, he gets really bad FOMO when you come home like this! He didn’t get to drink and have fun with his baby! But you’re so funny to him when you’ve lost your composure like this. Usually he’s the big baby in your relationship so it’s fun for him to see you so whiney and clingy as he teases you for having fun without him. You drunkenly suggest that you make it up to him in the bedroom, and he says he is very tempted, but just softly brushes your hair out of your face and promises to let you do whatever you want to him when you’re more sober.

DK

He thinks you’re beyond funny and adorable when you’re drunk! He honestly doesn’t see you very drunk that often, so he really savors the times that you let down your guard like this! He asks you all kinds of silly questions and laughs so hard at your cute answers, his smile never leaving his face. He can’t stop petting/touching you, and you get carried away snuggling into him. You start to kiss his neck aggressively, which turns him on like crazy, but he stops you before you go any further, saying that his princess needs some water and some sleep first. (He will absolutely destroy your pussy in the morning tho...)

Seungkwan

Reluctantly charmed by you being like this, but also low key worried about how you may have acted towards whoever you were out drinking with. He wants to have your touchy-feely side all to himself! He would put a gentle stop to any kissing/physical intimacy you may try to initiate. Even in your drunken state you can tell something is bothering him, but you’re too far gone to try to deal with it so you start masturbating out of spite instead, which makes him scoff at how much of a brat you can be. But before long he caves and helps you finish by eating you out. He will be kind of passive aggressive toward you in the morning tho... Takes a brat to recognize another brat. ;)

Vernon

He goes into caretaking mode immediately. He'd smile at how cute and ridiculous you're being, for sure, but as soon as you wrap your arms around him, he's picking you up and carrying you to bed. You giggle about this, pulling him down on top of you and trying to get him to stay with you and help you vent some of the sexual frustration you're feeling with the help of all that liquid courage, but he just kisses you sweetly, and then gives you a look of utmost seriousness as tells you that you need to drink water and sleep more than anything else. But he would absolutely stay with you until you fell asleep!

Dino

Why he is not drunk with you is anyone's guess but he goes all-in on teasing you! He thinks you’re such a funny drunk. He would def be taking videos to show you in the morning that would make you cringe. He thinks its so cute though!! He would also not hesitate if you wanted to fuck, he feels like you two trust each other enough to do it even when one of you is kind of wasted. Plus you will not stop crawling on top of him, what is he supposed to do!?

[whitlovealways8]

Astro Observations Pt 4

I am not a professional astrologer but I have been studying for some years and have made some accurate world predictions; as well as, predictions for myself and loved ones.

Aquarius suns are leaders. They tend to be the type that everyone wants to be friends with or be around.

Leo placements unaware of their own power can be envious towards others. However, when they know who they are they are unstoppable!

In terms of facial features and zodiac signs, the obvious ones to me are capricorns with a distinct head shape and cancers, they have rosy/high cheekbones to me.

Gemini suns are so humorous and witty! They are blunt however and people arent always use to that level of honesty.

Someone said people with Saturn ruled 3h like to curse 🤭 as a Scorpio rising I can agree. How about you Sag risings?

What is it with Aries and beign combative? I mentioned it in a previous post but honestly they think the worst of others without giving the benefit of the doubt. Scorpios are paranoid but Aries is a step up imo.

Taurus placements are fashionistas. They can dress so well and know how to coordinate. Would be great at being stylists for sure.

Capricorn dominant children are really hardworkers. They are willing to help around the house.

As someone with Chiron in the 11h, I do have a hard time finding my tribe. I have been wounded by friends a lot.

I have Mars at 29° Aries in my SR chart and it really has me wondering wtf will I be putting all my energy into to closing off or starting. Its in the 3h.

Cancer moon in SR chart means spending more time with your mom or a maternal figure and I can confirm. I have been spending much more time with my mom.

Aquarius female children tend to be outcasted in their childhood years by family. They also have like this cinderella energy of being the one who does a lot of the work around the house. Honorary mention Scorpio risings with their Aquarius 4h.

Virgo placements have a bit of a selfish trait.

Pisces rising folks are very ethereal, its not even in their looks alone. But just this feeling they give off. You want to be their friend.

I have a 5h stellium in my SR chart I will let you all know how it plays out 🤗 at the halfway point.

Thank you for reading & reblogging. You can follow me on twitter @whitlovealways8 and youtube @whitthamessenger

[euaphora]

Bully!Saturo please 🤗

gave it all just to hold you close!

✎ᝰ mean!dom!gojo x reader

bully!gojo who can’t ever stop staring at you in class and gets caught by the teacher.

“Satoru, something you need from her? She sure won’t tell you the answer if you keep eyeing her..” she asks, her eyes motioning to you while half the class turn their head towards him then towards you.

You would sit a seat in before him. He would always watch you take notes and raise your hands when the teacher would ask the class a question.

He feels his cheeks turn a dark shade of red and his heart racing, “what I need is for her to learn what a brush is so I can see in-front of me, gosh.”

You feel a pit in your stomach and duck you head down, feeling self-conscious now with everyone making side conversations and giggling at his comment, the teacher shushing everyone up quickly.

“That’s enough of that, back to the lesson…”

He wanted to punch himself for what he had said but he knew it was too late by the way your chest rose up quickly, making it obvious to him you were crying in your arms.

bully!gojo who “makes” it up to you when he sees you struggle with the only class you didn’t understand.

“It’s C…”

You look up from your paper and turn your head towards him, “what?” You asked once you took a glance back at your work, “you must have confused it ‘cause they both have a decimal towards at the end.”

“Oh, thanks!” You smile at him, all of sudden trusting what comes out of his mouth. He grins at your smile, later telling his friends how much you want him.

Delusional.

bully!gojo who thinks he’s the only who you should talk to or be bullied by.

“You should have punched that guy in the face for taking away your notebooks from you, he shouldn’t be-”

“So you could treat me the same way and it would only be okay if you did? Alright, Satoru..” you say, rolling your eyes back. He laughs at your demeanor and harshly pulls you by your face by squeezing your cheeks together while he grits his teeth, “he shouldn’t be touching what’s mine.”

You look up at his eyes to met his dark gaze, “I didn’t know you felt that way ,‘toru…you should have said something.” He gently pushes you off his grip and sighs, shaking his head.

bully!gojo who fucks you against the teachers desk in a empty classroom after finding out she failed you with a D-!

“…and she said s-she— fuck ‘toru — wouldn’t give me an A+…feels so good, please let me cum!” You beg while arching your ass out for him.

Feeling his balls hit your pussy, you let out a small whine— quickly covering your mouth, forgetting you were still in school. He laughs at your poor demeanor with the way you fail to cover your mouth, doing it for you with his two hands while repeatedly slamming himself is die you while you hold onto his biceps.

“doing so good for me and only me baby…aren’t you?” He groaned out, reaching down to your nipples to play with the bud of them.

bully!gojo who likes to tease you by following you around the school, you just trying to get to your class!

“What class do you have right now, princess?” He asks, hands in his front pockets while his uniform tie is loose around his neck, white button up shirt untucked.

You wanted to ignore him because of the pet name but he seemed genuinely interested, “uhm…chemistry, how about you?”

“I don’t really go to my classes, ‘usually skip with the guys and go to one of their houses.” He bluntly told you while he sees you pull your skirt down.

Then why would he always go the classes you both had together? “Weird”, you thought.

You mutter words out that he can’t hear but can guess it has to do with your tone and facial expressions.

“Since when was your skirt too short for you?”

“Since of now I guess?” You say unsurely.

“Gaining weight, baby? Seems like it all went to your ass then,” he laughs off, making you smile a bit, had it really?

“Ah! She smiles, has a great one too..” He looks down at your lips and back up at your eyes, pupils dilated.

“Whatever, Satoru…this is my class,” you point out to the door standing infront of you both, you leave him alone without saying a goodbye as you enter your class and greet the teacher.

He looks down at your skirt hiking up and curses at himself when he feels himself hard when he slightly sees your the bottom of your panties, weight definitely went all to her ass, he thinks.

bully!gojo who stays after school with his friends and passed through the library and sees you tutoring a boy.

“So, you should be able to at least get a 79 with all the notes you have and the Flashcards I gave you to study.”

Gojo watches you smile at the boy infront of him, feeling his blood boil. He walks over to you—leaving his friends dumbfounded on why he walked off— without thinking and sits next to you and places his stuff down on the empty chair next to him.

Turning your head over to him, you furrow your brows and watch him give you a big smile, clearly being sarcastic.

You only ignore him and continue with the conversation you were having with your client when you feel Gojo’s long slender hands rub on your clothed panties.

“So j-just remember what I said and you should…be g-good!” You yelp, trying to form a sentence while his fingers rub hard against your clit.

“Are you sure there isn’t anything I can do to make up for everything you’ve done for me these past-”

“She’s good, she has me to take care of her needs..trust me.” Gojo speaks with a angry tone, trying to keep his temper after finding out what he’s been trying to do this entire time.

[eiightysixbaby]

Since we're feeling subby guys tonight: catching best friend!Eddie adjusting himself when he sees you in a cute dress and taking care of him like the good boy he is xoxoxoxo @munson-blurbs

bug I hope this is everything you wanted it to be 🤗

You’re brushing out the wrinkles in your dress with your hands, frowning slightly in the mirror. You don’t think you look bad, but you’re just not sure if it’s the right outfit. Huffing, you swing the bathroom door open, stomping into your best friend’s room to get his opinion. His bare back is to you, and you swallow, getting ahold of yourself before speaking.

“Eddie, what do you think of this dress? I’m just not sure if I love it and I might go back to the other outfit with the skirt-” you ramble, Eddie turning around from where he’s rummaging through his closet.

He stops in his tracks, eyes widening for half of a second as he takes in all of you. His mouth is slightly agape as he stands there, a shirt hanging loosely from his one hand.

“Hello?” you snap your fingers, far too frustrated with the task of selecting an outfit to have patience for his antics. “If you don’t like it you can just tell me, you’re never afraid to be honest any other time,” you rest a hand on your hip now, waiting for him to say anything.

He realizes then that he’s been standing there like an idiot, straightening immediately. “What? No! Sorry, I- uh- you look great,” he says, his voice going higher pitched at the end, and he mentally smacks himself for it.

“Right. That was convincing,” you say sarcastically.

“No nooooo no no, I’m serious,” he says, regaining a bit of composure now. “You look… really good in that.”

You eye him quizzically, looking back down at your body and holding out the fabric at the hem of the dress, deciding. You look back up at him, just barely catching the way he adjusts the awkward bulge that’s formed in his sweatpants.

Your eyes go wide, arms crossing over your chest as you try to fight off a smug little grin.

“W-what?” Eddie asks, scratching the back of his neck, trying desperately to keep his cool. He didn’t think you’d catch him, figured he could rush into the bathroom to change before you clocked his totally obvious boner.

“Are you fucking hard right now?” you ask, your tongue pressing to the inside of your cheek as you chuckle.

“No,” Eddie denies, holding his shirt in front of his crotch. Way to make it discreet, loser.

“You think you can handle it if I wear this dress tonight? Think you can keep your composure?” you tease, throwing caution to the wind in terms of this being your best friend that you’re talking to. It’s about damn time you had an excuse to flirt with him.

“I- I… um,” Eddie’s stammering now, his cheeks growing nearly red with embarrassment.

You walk closer to him, taking the shirt gently from his grip. His dick is straining within the fabric of his pants, and you open your mouth in a gasp when you see it.

“All this just for me?” you purr, pressing a hand to his stomach and trailing down slowly. He swallows, hard.

“Y-you’re so fucking beautiful,” he forces out, blush still evident on his cheeks and now his neck.

“Why don’t you take your pants off for me, pretty boy,” you say, voice dropping an octave as you look up at him.

“What?” Eddie asks, nerves clearly heightened as his hands fidget.

“Did I stutter?” you ask, pouting at him. “Take. These. Off.”

Your hand comes down to pull at the waistband, letting it snap back against his skin. He hisses, his shaky hands coming down to slide his pants down his legs.

“Boxers too,” you add, watching his every movement.

And so the boxers come down too, Eddie’s hands tentatively tugging the fabric down. He’s breathing heavily as his cock springs free, fully exposed to you now. He feels vulnerable, having not expected his best friend to see his dick today. The way your eyes widen when you see it, though, is definitely a confidence boost.

“Can I touch you?” you ask, and he nods emphatically.

Delicate hands come down to his crotch, one of them wrapping around the base of him and the other swiping the pre-cum from his pink, swollen head. He takes a sharp breath in, a strangled whine coming from his throat when you squeeze his shaft.

“Let me take care of you, yeah?” you say, batting your lashes up at him.

“W-we’re gonna be so late to Robin’s party,” he rasps, running a hand through his wild curls.

“She’ll understand,” you murmur, smirking when you cup his balls and he groans. You drop down to your knees and Eddie swears he’s about to ascend to a different universe. His cock stares you right in the face, your fingers squeezing the tip and letting more of that pearly liquid leak out.

“You’re really okay with this?” Eddie asks, tilting your chin up gently so you’re looking at him.

“Eds, I’ve been dying to get my hands on you,” you admit, and he feels like his heart is going to beat out of his chest. “Now hush and let me take care of you,” you say, pressing a gentle kiss to his tip.

He curses under his breath when your lips wrap around his cock, one of your hands still gripping the base of him. You let your tongue swirl around him, catching the saltiness of his pre-cum. The sounds he’s making are sinful, pitiful, and relentless, grunts and whines and whimpers tumbling out of him from even the tiniest action on your part. Your knees dig into the carpet, mouth taking as much of him as it can, and your hand pumping the rest of him.

You squeeze his balls, rolling the flesh between your fingers, his hips jolting forward into your mouth.

“Sorry - shit, sorry,” he pants, “-that just feels so fucking good, gonna cum if you keep that up,” he says, his voice strained with all of the effort it’s taking him to not fall apart completely.

You look up at him through your lashes, your tongue licking a long stripe up the underside of his shaft, the tip of your nose brushing it. Your hand squeezes his balls once more, making him twitch and curse. He stares down at you, focused on the way the top of your dress pushes your tits together, thinks about how your chest would look decorated with his cum. Your head bobs on his cock quickly, tongue teasing his slit when it can.

“Fuck, baby, baby,” he moans, fingers tangling in your hair. “I’m gonna fucking cum, please let me cum on your chest baby please,” he begs, the sound of it music to your ears.

“So good when you beg for me,” you say, pulling your mouth away and letting your hand pump him to his release.

A few harsh strokes and his cock is twitching, ropes of sticky cum hitting your neck, your chest, even your chin. Eddie’s breathing is staggered, his chest heaving as you work every last drop out of him. The sight of you covered in his cum is just as glorious as he thought it would be, and he’s sure it could make him hard all over again if he stares for too long.

“Better now?” you ask, rising to your feet.

“Fuck yes,” he says, voice breathy. “You’re fucking unreal.”

“If you’re good, maybe we can sneak off into the bathroom later and have round two,” you say softly, letting his arms pull you close to him.

“In that case, I’ll be so fucking good. Whatever you need is yours, baby,” he replies, heavy-lidded eyes still filled with desire.

“Oh, and I got all the confirmation I needed from you. I’m definitely wearing the dress tonight,” you say, winking at him as you walk back into the bathroom to clean yourself off. “Now get dressed, we have to go.”

[slaybestieslay946]

Oh me gosh can you please do a Luke Castellan x reader fic where he’s just so head over heels for her but she’s so clueless and everyone keeps trying to get her to notice but she won’t and like they’re bests friends🤗🤗

tysm for ur request! if you don't mind I tweaked it a bit so its annabeth and percy trying to set up Luke and reader! hope you enjoy!

KISS THE GIRL

word count: 2000

pairing: Luke Castellan x poseidon!reader

warnings: none!

a/n: Even though this is a daughter of poseidon fic, its not part of my future au! for Luke.

MASTERLIST

Percy and Annabeth were standing at the edge of the amphitheatre, talking about something mindless when they spotted you and Luke walking towards the entrance, seeming deeping engaged in conversation. 

Annabeth watched as you laughed at something Luke said and a light blush tinged his cheeks, and she couldn’t help but roll her eyes. Could he get any more obvious?

“Oi, Perce,” She whispered, “Are you seeing what I’m seeing?” She asked, nudging him to look in the direction of the pair of you. 

“Yeah, I see my sister with Luke, what about it-” It appeared the realisation finally struck him, “Oh my god, are they-?” 

“I don’t know. He’s definitely into her, I know that.” Annabeth mused, inspecting the pair as they grabbed two wooden swords and began sparring together, laughing as they repeatedly dodged and side-stepped the other. 

“He told you that?” Percy asked, his eyes practically bulging out of his head. 

“Well, no. But it’s pretty obvious, don’t you think?” 

Annabeth then gasped in realisation, startling Percy slightly before he realised it was just another one of her epiphanies. 

“We should get them together!” 

“Are you sure that’s a good idea? Isn’t that something you leave up to Aphrodite kids?” Percy asked hesitantly. 

“Battle strategy and romantic strategy aren’t all that different.” She shrugged, before dragging him off to draw up new ‘romantic’ battle plans with her. 

STAGE 1: CONFRONT LUKE

Annabeth’s strategy wasn’t all that complicated, and she was pretty certain the most difficult part would be getting Luke to admit his feelings. But, as it turns out, he cracked pretty quickly. 

“Alright, you got me.” He sighed, holding his hands up in surrender, “I do like her, but can you blame me? I mean, she’s so smart, and beautiful, and kind, and-”

“That’s enough lover boy. Cool it.” Percy said, cutting him off with a groan. As much as he had given Annabeth his blessing to go along with this crazy plan, he still didn’t want to hear Luke gushing about how hot his sister is. 

“Sorry man.” Luke chuckled awkwardly, before the pair of boys turned back to Annabeth to lead the conversation. 

“So, now that you’ve admitted it, we need to start brainstorming how we’re gonna get you guys together.” She said, clapping her hands together and producing a roll of paper, with a long list of ideas that she promptly began to read out. 

The list ranged from pretty normal things like ‘take her out on a picnic’ to insane stuff like ‘bring her a monster's head as a gift’. Luke wasn’t so sure you would be a fan of that one, but he had to admit all the other items were pretty good ideas. 

“So what do you suggest, Annie? Work our way down the list?” Luke asked, and his little sister nodded, before outlining which ones she thought would be best. 

“We should start small, you don’t wanna freak her out,” She consulted the list again, thinking to herself, “Ah, here we go, ‘Give her a compliment’.” 

“Ok, I think I can do that.” Luke grinned, his head immediately flooded with things that he loved about you. 

“Just don’t make it weird, or I’ll revoke my blessing.” Percy grumbled, his arms crossed as Luke laughed sheepishly again. 

“Will do.”

STAGE 2: START SMALL

The next week mostly consisted of Annabeth and Percy spying on you and Luke at any possible moment. 

The first of his tasks, to give you a compliment seemed to go well. The pair of preteens watched on from their spot behind a tree as the pair of you separated to go to dinner, and Luke complimented your hair. You blushed slightly, and smiled widely, before rushing off to your own table in the dining pavilion. 

Luke quickly whipped around to look at Percy and Annabeth who gave him enthusiastic thumbs ups. 

His next task was to give you a small gift, and he decided that it should take the form of the matching charm bracelets he made with the younger kids. Annabeth and Percy sat with him as he deliberated over specific colours and shapes of bead, until they were nearly sick of his equivocation. 

But, as much as watching him make it was downright annoying, Percy had to admit the way you both wore your charm bracelets everyday afterwards was pretty cute. 

The final task of the week was to bring you flowers, and that whole day Luke could be seen wading through fields of wildflowers looking for the perfect ones to add to his bouquet. This was then snuck onto your nightstand later that night by Percy, who over the course of the week had become very invested in your blossoming relationship, a fact he would deny to the ends of the earth. 

STAGE 3: ESCALATE

“Alright Luke, time to bring out the big guns.” Annabeth announced, before clearing her throat and reading the list of tasks for the week. 

‘Sit at her table during dinner’

‘At least one compliment a day’

‘One instance of arm-around-the-waist contact’

This was the point at which the Hermes boy began to get slightly nervous. The other stuff before could be pretty easily written off as friendly, but sitting at someone's table at dinner? Only couples did that. 

“Are you sure that’s not moving too fast, I mean-”

“Luke Castellan, don’t be so damn pathetic! Grow some balls, before someone else steals your girl!” Annabeth exclaimed, whacking him over the head with the list. 

He nodded, “Yes Ma’am.”

From then on, he was pretty much unwavering in his determination. He sat at your table every mealtime, slinging an arm around your shoulder, or your waist. Anytime you came up with a capture the flag strategy, he’d praise you intelligence, anytime he saw you, he greeted you with a ‘Morning beautiful’ or a ‘Hey sweetheart’. 

Annabeth and Percy were shocked with his sudden progress, but pretty impressed with the way it was going. At this point, the pair of you were practically dating. 

The only minor setback came in the form of your complete and utter cluelessness. 

Percy had decided to test the waters with you, and gently float the idea of you getting together with Luke. 

“You’ve been spending loads of time with Luke at the moment.” He remarked casually as you both walked back to cabin 3. 

“You’ve just noticed I spend time with my best friend? Well done kid.” You laughed, ruffling his curly blonde hair. 

“That’s not what I meant.” He rolled his eyes, ducking out of your grasp. 

“Then what did you mean?” You asked, hands on your hips, a confused expression on your face. 

“I meant like, you guys being ‘involved’.” He shrugged, trying to make it sound as nonchalant as possible while looking out for your every reaction. He was unreasonably invested at this point, but oh well. 

“What?!” You exclaimed, your voice suddenly going higher pitched, “Nah, no chance! Luke would never.” 

Percy had to stop his jaw from dropping to the floor. It would’ve made sense if you denied having feelings for him, but to be so oblivious of how whipped that boy was for you? He thought you were smart. 

“Yeah, sure. I guess so.” He shrugged once again, before swiftly changing the subject. 

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“Guys, we have a problem.” Percy said, bursting in on Luke and Annabeth’s conversation the next morning. 

“What?” The pair asked in sync, concerned expressions on their faces. 

“Y/N is an idiot.” 

“Woah, don’t say that about her-” Luke began, desperate to defend your honour, but was cut off by Annabeth’s harsh glare. 

“What do you mean, Perce?” She asked, her tone level. 

“Luke, man, she has no clue you like her. Like she is convinced it’s impossible.” Percy explained, and Annabeth’s expression also grew confused. 

“Gods, she really is dumb.” She sighed, ignoring Luke’s chiding at insulting you, “We’re gonna have to really turn it up a notch. Luke, it’s time to really bring out the big guns.”

For the next few days, Luke, Annabeth and Percy spent most of their time rushing around preparing for Annabeth’s so-called ‘masterstroke’. 

And then, after much hard work from the trio, it was ready, and Luke was whisking you away from the campfire to the surprise he had prepared for you. 

“Luke, where are we going?!” You laughed as he dragged you along by the wrist, a piece of cloth tied around your head to block your vision. 

“You’ll see.” He chuckled, gently directing you around a tree root as he led you deeper into the forest. 

“I swear, if you’re kidnapping me I am not going to be happy.” You teased that infectious smile he loved so much covering your face. 

“No, no kidnapping tonight.”

You continued to joke around together as he led you towards his destination, until eventually you came to a halt, and he was untying the cloth around your face. 

You gasped in delight as you saw you were by the pier, and in front of you was a picnic blanket set up with all of your favourite food and drink. 

Immediately you grabbed him by the arm and led him to the blanket, thanking him all the way and gushing about how sweet and amazing he was. Meanwhile, Luke was trying not to pass out from the barrage of affection you were giving him. 

The pair of you quickly tucked into the meal, laughing and joking. But all the while, Luke was preparing his confession, and trying not to let his palms get too sweaty. 

Eventually, he decided it was time, and he made his move. 

“Y/N?” 

“Yeah?” You looked up at him with shining eyes, and he had to remind himself to breathe. 

“I’m in-” His love confession was cut off by the sudden boom of fireworks above you both, and he silently cursed himself for forgetting to organise a signal with Annabeth to start them. She really did have bad timing sometimes. 

“Oh my gods! Fireworks!” You exclaimed, nudging Luke to take a closer look, pointing out which ones were your favourites, and clearly any speculation about what Luke was going to say had escaped your mind. 

Eventually the display was over, and you turned to him yet again, gushing about how lucky they were that fireworks were out tonight. He couldn’t help but wonder how someone usually so smart could be so clueless?

“I organised the fireworks, Y/N.” He said, softly, placing his calloused hand over yours. 

“What, really?!” You blinked owlishly at him for a moment before furrowing your brows and asking, “Wait, how come?” 

Luke couldn’t contain his chuckle. 

“Isn’t it obvious by now? I’m in love with you. I’ve been trying to hint at it for weeks, but clearly I wasn’t being obvious enough.”

“What? Why?” You stammered, shock coating your face entirely. 

“Why am I in love with you?” He asked as if it was a stupid question, which to him it was, because he could list a million things that he loved about you. 

“Because you’re beautiful, and smart, and kind, and generous, and every time I see you I can’t help but smile because you're my best friend and I love you more than anything.” He rambled, wiping his slightly clammy palms on his cargos. 

“Now I’d really appreciate it if you’d put me out of my misery and reject me.” He said sheepishly, itching the back of his neck. 

But, of course, the rejection never came. Instead you were rushing forwards to hold his face in your hands and kiss him, slowly and deeply. 

And, about ten metres away, Annabeth and Percy could be seen high-fiving behind a tree, before skipping back to the campfire in glee.

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AITA for telling a guest his snowsuit was the trans pride flag?

okay so i work at a super popular ski resort in the midwest, and most of our clientele are white Straights. im like very obviously a tranny. there was one day that this guy came thru, his snow suit was black with the trans pride flag stripes all over it. he was sat in a gondola cabin with about 5 other men. he came by, and i was in a weird mood ig. i gushed over how "cute" his pride flag snow suit and "omg hun where can i get one🤗" and his friends just started going in on him. it was kinda gross to watch, but idk it felt satisfying? they continued to make fun of him relentlessly for the next 3 days, especially whenever they saw me "yooooo look he's still wearing it🤣how hilarious is that"

i know I just put that man thru about a week of hell, but it felt so perversely nice to get one over on a straight white man.

ive actually started doin in to everyone i see in pride flag colors (its a crazy high amount of people???), and like ill only "assume" that folks here are gay

ex: this guy lost his gf on the mountain, and he didnt say her gender so I was calling her "your partner", "oh I hope you can find them soon!", "omg i hope ur bf gets to you asap :(" and he seemed rather frustrated with me over that but like. fuck em?

so. am i the asshole for "assuming" everyone is queer even if its obvious they arent?

What are these acronyms?

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A request, if that's ok? Halsin catches you in a moment of weakness? Maybe tucked away crying after a rough fight? Bear daddy comfort. ❤️

AAAAAA ty for requesting 🤗 I love this idea so much omgggg

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬 || 𝐇𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐢𝐧 𝐱 𝐠𝐧!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Summary: Halsin finds you hurt

Word count:

Warnings: description of injury (?), self deprecation

A/N: sorry this took forever lol holiday season is kicking my ass

As a bard, your appearance helped a lot with day to day tasks. From charming your way out of perilous situations, to using them as a way to advance your entertaining, they were useful.

Maybe even one day you’re above average looks would aid you in finally winning Halsin’s heart. (Though you’ve been to shy to even attempt courtship so far)

That was all a faraway dream now.

You let out a shaky breath, your face streaked with tears as you lifted a hand to your eye, tracing the fresh wound with a wince.

During a scuffle with a small pack of gnolls, one got you good in the eye, leaving a deep gory laceration from you temple to your jaw.

It was ugly, and you knew it. There was no denying the way your skin curled, the flesh raw and pink from the fight. You were even partially blind now, and there was no telling how the wound would look later down the road.

“It will heal.” Came Halsin’s gentle voice from behind you, pulling you from your spiralling thoughts. Great. He’d found your hiding place.

You glanced at him briefly from your peripheral. You couldn’t read the expression on his face which caused your stomach to sink lower, gods he probably thought you were hideous.

Ignoring Halsin’s attempt at comfort, you look towards the setting sun, hoping that if you ignored him hard enough Halsin might just disappear.

You could hear rustling as the Druid crouched to sit next to you. A silence falling over you both.

“What is wrong my friend?” He asked, leaning slightly closer to you.

You shook your head rapidly, trying in vain to hide your face from Halsin as he continued to persist.

“It’s nothing big, just a scratch.” You lied.

“Let me see.” And before you could protest, his large and gruff hands were cradling your face, forcing your eyes to meet his.

His calloused thumbs ran over the skin of your jaw, silently taking in the view of your wound as his eyes narrowed.

“That must’ve hurt.” Halsin tsked, stating the obvious.

You rolled your eyes, pushing him away as you turned from the Druid once more.

“I’m hideous.” You muttered, eyes burning a hole into the ground as you stared. Tears pricked the corner of your eyes once more.

Halsin was silent for what seemed the fiftieth time, the grass rustling as he shifted his body weight.

“You’re beautiful.” He said softly, one of his hands moving to lay on top of yours in the soft grass.

Your eyes widened slightly, not expecting to hear those words as you glanced sideways at Halsin.

“How… how can you say that…?” You ask, running an hand along the edge of you slashed skin.

“Because it’s the truth.” The archdruid said with a simple shrug as if he was reciting fact. “I look into your eyes and I see the entire world, just as the oakfather intended.”

You glance towards the ground, suddenly too shy to look Halsin in the eye.

“Really…?” You ask abashedly, wiping a few half-formed tears from your eyes.

“Would I ever lie to you my heart?” Halsin asks, squeezing your hand with a soft smile. "now come back to camp, it's getting cold and my tent has enough space for two."

I’m so so sorry for the long wait!! My computer deleted this file from my docs but after some finagling I was able to recover it :] I hope this cute Drabble is to your liking!!

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𝐌𝐈𝐗-𝐔𝐏 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐏 — Lando Norris⁴

summary: After landing in Miami for his race, Lando carelessly places his bag next to an identical one as he rushes to the bathroom. And in a hurry, you mistakenly grab his bag, thinking it's yours. And during the next five days in Miami, everything took an unexpected turn, escalating into something far bigger than either of you had anticipated.

˚꒷︶꒷꒥꒷ lando norris x female! reader 🔸

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lhea_theitgirl I can't count how many times we've "seen" him

ynusername more like you can't count in general

lhea_theitgirl you need to stop hanging out with liv

livduh I've raised her so well 🥺

livduh my brother thanks you for getting the gifts ❤️ by ynusername

ynusername tell him I said thanks as well, for the chance to watch the race

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ynusername Imola GP when @/lhea_theitgirl @/livduh ?

livduh we literally just watched one. slow down

lhea_theitgirl Italy does sound nice tho

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ynusername 😢 ig this is goodbye

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[IRL]

— After the race, you and Lhea headed back to the hotel while Liv returned to her apartment after dropping you both off. It had been a long day, and all you wanted was to relax in the comfort of your bed. The rising tension on the internet about you was getting hard to ignore, and you'd been doing your best to stay off Twitter. Despite everything happening in your life, you still found ways to enjoy it and not let others deter you.

"Earth to YN." You blinked, realizing you were already in front of your hotel room. "Oh, right, the key." You unlocked the door and stepped inside, kicking off your sandals and immediately collapsing onto the bed. Lhea, unfazed by your dazed state, grabbed a bottle of water and handed it to you. "Here, hydrate." You accepted it with a grateful nod.

"So, you're basically famous now," she teased. You groaned at the reminder. "I don't even want to think about it," you sighed, setting the bottle aside.

"What's so bad about being famous?" she laughed, trying to lighten the mood.

"A lot. But mainly, it's how people invade your privacy," you explained, checking your phone and seeing thousands of Instagram notifications. People were commenting on old posts that you hadn't bothered to limit. You decided to let them be, knowing ignoring the chaos wouldn't make it disappear.

"Well, we're going home tomorrow. It'll die down soon," Lhea said, patting your back gently. Her sympathetic look quickly turned into a mischievous grin. "What about you and Mister Formula 1 Race Winner, Lando Norris?" You snickered, a smile forming at the mention of Lando. "What about him?"

"Don't play coy! When will you two meet again?" she pressed.

"Hopefully never," you joked with a shrug.

"Well, you should probably meet him now since we're leaving tomorrow," she suggested, her tone hinting at a plan.

"Why don't you go and get us something to eat?" Lhea said, grabbing your wrists and pulling you out of bed, steering you towards the door. You rolled your eyes at her obvious scheme but decided to play along. You slipped on your sandals and grabbed your spare key.

Lhea opened the door and gave you a gentle shove out. "Update me!" she called before closing the door behind you.

You scrolled through your phone while waiting for your order. Hotel food was nice, but it was starting to feel repetitive. When your order was called, you tucked your phone away and grabbed your food and drink from the counter. As you turned to leave, you nearly collided with someone. Luckily, they caught you with a gentle grip on your shoulders, preventing a spill.

"I'm so sorry—" you began, looking up to see the person who had saved your drink. It was him, the reason you had even went out despite your exhaustion. "Hi," you managed, offering an awkward smile.

"We can't keep meeting like this," he chuckled, releasing his hold on you. "I feel like my clothes are never safe when we meet." You laughed nervously, "I'm sorry, I was spacing out."

"It's alright," he assured.

A man squeezed between you, prompting an awkward shuffle to the side. "Uh, YN," he said, catching your attention. "Wanna hang out for a few minutes?" Lando's unexpected invitation caught you off guard, but you nodded eagerly. He motioned towards an empty seat by the window, and you followed him, feeling a rush of excitement.

As you settled into your seats, a waitress approached to take your order. "I'll just have an iced tea, thank you," you told her. Lando raised an eyebrow, "You're not eating?" You shook your head. "I already ate before you arrived," you explained. Lando nodded in understanding.

"Well, if you want, you can take some of my food," he offered with a warm smile. You returned the smile, appreciating his generosity.

After placing your order, the waitress left, leaving you and Lando alone at the table. "So, is this your go-to spot after celebrating a race?" you asked playfully. Lando chuckled, shaking his head. "No, usually it's the bar with a few friends, or I head straight back to where I'm staying and sleep."

"So, why a diner today?" you inquired, curious about his choice. Lando explained that a friend of his had been craving food from this place and asked him to pick some up. "Won't he be upset if his food takes too long?" you wondered. Lando shrugged. "He'll survive a few extra minutes without food," he replied, prompting a laugh from both of you.

As you chatted, time seemed to fly by. You shared laughs over embarrassing and interesting stories and bonded over shared interests. It felt comfortable and easy, unlike your previous encounters with the F1 driver.

"To think, accidentally taking my bag led to this," Lando remarked, a smile playing on his lips. You chuckled. "I'm pretty sure it was me spilling my drink on you that started it all," you countered. Lando shook his head. "Nah uh," he said, a brief silence before laughter took over.

"It's been really nice meeting you, YN," Lando said, his gaze sincere. Your cheeks flushed with warmth. "Y-yeah, it was nice meeting you too, Lando," you replied, feeling a sense of gratitude for the unexpected connection you had made.

And with that, the night went on with Lando spending his first race win celebration with you.

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landonorris I had fun. Another hangout when???? 👀👀

user3 is that lando?

user4 cuteee

user5 Lando's hand? 🤨

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[IRL]

You hurriedly slipped on your shoes and grabbed your essentials— wallet, spare key, and phone —before dashing out of the hotel room. "Lhea, make sure everything is packed, okay?" you called back to your friend, who nodded in acknowledgment as she watched you rush to the elevator. It was your last day in Miami, and you were eager to spend it hanging out with your newfound friend— and crush —Lando Norris. Though it was just a small crush, the many coincidental encounters with him had made it blossom into something more.

Arriving in the hotel lobby, you spotted Lando sitting and waiting for you. He stood up as you approached, stashing his phone away to greet you. As he walked over, he gave you a friendly side hug, which you gladly returned. "So, where should we go?" you asked, smiling up at him as you both pulled away. "I was thinking a classic movie date and then maybe we can try go Karting?" Lando suggested.

The word "date" caused a flutter of excitement in your stomach, but you quickly composed yourself and nodded. "Yep, that sounds nice. Can't remember the last time I went to the cinema with someone other than my girlfriends," you chuckled, trying to play it cool.

Lando let out a silent sigh of relief, grateful that you didn't seem to dwell on the word "date." He mentally scolded himself for slipping up. This was just a friendly hangout, nothing more.

"Shall we?" you prompted, nodding towards the door. Lando nodded in agreement, and you walked together, side by side, as you headed out for your movie hangout.

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user6 "Did a Verstappen" 😭 I'm loving you already

user7 you guys are kinda cute tgthr

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livduh I wanna go Karting ���️

ynusername next time babes 💋

lhea_theitgirl we're gonna miss you, Olives 😢

livduh I already miss you

ynusername ya'll being over dramatic, we'll literally meet in after two months

livduh THAT'S TOO LONG!

lhea_theitgirl exactly!

user8 this is so friends to lovers coded

user9 they're not dating?

user8 no not yet at least 😏

user10 omg, we can finally comment!

landonorris maybe next time you might finally win a race against me 😉

ynusername don't get cocky just because you're officially a race winner 😒

landonorris 😊

ynusername 🙄

user11 YN, my future favourite wag

ynusername what's a wag?

user11 😊 nothing you need to worry abt

ynusername curious

ynusername oh...

[IRL]

Lando insisted on dropping you off at the airport, and now it was finally time to leave Miami. You felt a pang of sadness, mostly because you wouldn't be able to spend more time with your new friend— crush. "Got everything?" he asked, as you checked your luggage one last time to make sure nothing was missing.

"Yep, all set," you confirmed, adjusting the strap on your bag.

"Please don't accidentally grab someone's bag again," he teased, a playful grin spreading across his face.

You rolled your eyes and chuckled, "No promises."

For a few moments, the two of you stood there in silence, neither wanting to say goodbye. Lando took a step forward and pulled you into a full hug. Surprised, you initially froze, but then you relaxed into the embrace, savoring the moment. He finally pulled away, clearing his throat awkwardly.

"I'll see you in Imola, I hope," he said, his eyes searching yours.

You gave him a big, warm smile. "I hope so too. We'll keep in contact?"

Lando nodded. "We'll keep in contact," he reassured.

Turning away, you started walking into the terminal. Just before entering, you glanced back and waved a small goodbye, catching his smile one last time.

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livduh I'M delusional???

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livduh whatever 🙄 becuz I'm such a good friend I'll let it slide

lhea_theitgirl we need a whole album for our pictures cuz my storage can't take it no more

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user12 if this trio was a girl group, Liv would be my bias

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lhea_theitgirl what happened to to me?

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user12 I love you three so much 😭

ynusername they're arguing in the gc (we love you too)

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ynusername this is great entertainment

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ynusername we had a yt channel when we were pretty young. should we give it another try? 🤔

user14 absolutely!

user15 that caption is definitely directed to a certain f1 driver

oscarpiastri 😏

ynusername OMFG HII OSCARR!

user16 not YN fangirling about Oscar 😭

user17 pastry what're you doin' here? 🤨

user18 was I tripping or did I see you at the airport?

ynusername 👀

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A/N : I think this is the longest part so far in the series. I really liked this one. Was listening to lana del ray and I was really in my feels while writing this one. Anyways, let me know what you think and I hope you enjoyed this part.

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hey👋 😊🤗

where’s wedding bells pt.2 😠😾🔫

Wedding Bells (Part Two)

Stewy H. x Reader, Roman R. x Reader (complicated), Kendall R x Reader (minor, minor as in what Baby was when she was groomed by him) here yall go damn!! (jk it's been long overdue after my failures I love u guys)

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. .・。.

PART ONE (OUT OF FIVE), AUTHOR MASTERLIST After assuring Roman that Stewy being your date was nothing but a platonic necessity for Shiv's wedding, the start of the night has decided on proving you wrong. It's much to your dismay...maybe not so much Stewy's (for the most part), but most certainly Kendall's. Knowing the aspects of the "DogandBone!AU" do help add content to both parts of this story, but you do not need to read anything prior to understand it. If you would like to, you can go onto my masterlist linked and browse through the masterlists/content of my succession characters. All are content for DAB!AU. Or you can simply search up the tag. (Stewy's POV next!)

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The ceremony was beautiful, vows mandated. Knowing Tom as your technical boss, you're sure he wanted to say something from the heart. Knowing Shiv...Shiv, Shiv, your only girl friend Shiv...you know she wouldn't have that.

Roman took to looking bored next to Tabitha. You caught him making quips to her and you hate to wonder what he was saying, if he'd tell you the same things if you were his date.

Or maybe there's just some different with you that you wouldn't get the default comments out of Roman. Something just for you.

Maybe that's true for the past, before Tabitha and the now. You hate to think that, you think to not be over it already - you were asking Roman the what ifs of finding someone for you and you've got nothing to show for being ready to find that someone. That not-Roman.

Almost. Not really. No, you won't say you do have something to show for you. That something being taking looks at Stewy in the aisles.

Feeling your heart skip when he caught you taking those looks.

You were to not figure what the fuck Stewy was thinking at your stares when you were supposed to be gooey-goo over the new marriage of your friend. You were and are to not think about the way he met your eyes. You were to not notice the way Roman's head quickly, curtly snapped to follow where you were looking.

And now it's time for pictures!

"Has new, tanner dick brought you cause to lie to me?"

Roman kicks the grass, cut and too green underneath the both of you. What he's wearing isn't much different than his suits day to day at Waystar, but he looks nice. You don't know how to feel about how you don't feel the warm roll throughout your body at the sight of him handsome. Like he's not your boyfriend anymore.

He never was, he wasn't ever anything but the only person you've ever been in love with. Felt your loins on fire for, if you want to be gross about it.

You tilt your head.

"What?"

They're flashing pictures of just the bride and groom and it leaves Roman to whine to you on the sidelines. Stewy...in fact him and Kendall are nowhere to be found. You just know it's got something to do with whatever will ruin this family again. It'll be by tonight and forgiven in two weeks. At least the way you've grown into Roman over the years isn't something of a complete waste, you get understand the family you're working for for the rest of fucking time. Life.

Frank waves to you, you wave back.

"Ow! What the fuck?"

Roman's slapped your hand down mid-wave.

"You told me you just needed a date and you were too stupid to go with the obvious three-way Tabitha and I offered. Okay. I accepted that like I wasn't being fucked, but then you're fucking Stewy with your eyes, opening legs with your irises at my sister's wedding. Bridesmaid gangbang."

"...Are the bridesmaids gangbanging Stewy?"

Roman's brows are perpetually down, nose flared. You've shat on the grass, basically. The joke's bombed.

"You. Stewy...and his of color cock and his smarmy eyes. You think you can find out the number to his shaft shade by now? With all the times you've-"

Your eyes dart to where his fist opens and closes, then to where his neck rolls and head jolts. It's like a visual cough.

"Jesus Christ, you know what? Let me just not quip bullshit, I can be serious. I think I deserve that, maybe?" He sniffs.

And there it is...or there it isn't. No automatic, instinctual rush to comfort Roman and hold him or punish his insecurities with teases or insults punchier than his. Nothing.

Because you see Stewy coming up behind him.

You've always noticed he holds himself well, ever since you were younger. But now...no.

But then, you look into Roman's eyes, brown - facing rejection or no-care he's always so sure of. You sigh.

There it is. The rush.

Roman leans into your palm on his bicep.

"I'm going to ask if you've been keeping track of how many times you've ridden him. Or he's ridden you. You've taken to American Paint Horses."

"...When the fuck did you know pony breeds?"

"When you started fucking the brown kind."

Jesus. Roman.

"Roman! Fucking cool it. You're being...like, racist. Cartoonishly racist over something that you've made up in your head."

"It's not racist. Stewy's brown. Shocker. You went from me, not brown, to him. That's a fact. I didn't press negatives onto the color of his cock or our cultural differences in...fetishes."

Roman blinks, he turns to Stewy smiling at you before he's talking to Kendall.

"And did I make it up? Really."

You blink. You sigh.

It just slips out.

"You went from me to Tabitha. Should I whine?"

The words already leave a bad taste in your mouth once they leave it. They're not even particularly jealous-sounding, it's more of a casual tease to bite Roman and his hypocrisy. Still, it reeks on your tongue - it's a gag of admittance and by Roman's smug fucking face, you know he knows it too.

It's a slow growing smugness, too. First it's comprehension of what you said in the first place, then it's realization - life breathed onto his face.

Complete satisfaction.

....She still likes me. Wants me. Fuck it, knew it. Her vagina cares enough to be jealous. Knew it, knew it. Knew it. Thank God, I thought I was fucking done for and ready to be shot out back.

"I'm joking, but it's also a genuine question...because you're doing that over something you're making up in your head, Rom."

Roman puts his hands on his hips, lips pursing out.

"I just question the stares, you baby. That's all I'm doing. It's fair, they were like - fucky eyes."

No.

You don't know what they were.

"No. They weren't. And I-"

"Okay, now the family together!"

You turn to the photographer, Roman doesn't.

"I don't think you get to think over who I stare at, may-"

"Fuck you. Of course I do. I don't deny you from commenting on Tab's love for me as a result of pussy envy. I don't. I won't...and we..."

Roman turns to his family gathering, Shiv's blinking quick at him. It's like she's cursing at him to hurry the fuck up. He turns back.

"We can talk about it. Past the bullshit."

...Really?

"Really?"

The word on your tongue is more sarcastic than it is in your head. And there, in the pause...it's like Roman's pulling back from the openness of himself. Taking what he's put out away.

"Me and Tabitha and you...sure."

"...Mm. Shiv's waiting for you."

"Like, do I have to stop playing bits here and be fun for you to actually still have fun with me-"

"Roman, hurry the fuck up, dude! Seriously."

"Cool it! I don't care that it's your wedding, Shivy Ginge. I'll set fire to your minge."

He taps into his British roots there before he's off. Not before he kisses your knuckles, though.

"I just fucking miss you, weirdo. I want conversations. I just...I don't like...do things in spite - not towards you, even though you're being fucking weird. I don't make wounds and shove my dick into them as a gotcha."

It's said as he moves off. They take photos - the Roys...your Roys. You smile at Kendall when he smiles at you. Your thumb rubs your knuckle, you won't think about his kiss.

"Tabitha, just get it here."

But you don't think anything at all when they let Tabitha into the frame. It's easy for her. Rightfully so, but it's on your skin on a knife and you don't feel that's right.

But you don't feel it go away.

It hits you like the first time you cried as a child. It's a childish hurt and you can't make it go away as you watch the camera flash and Roys and Tabitha smile, as they bring Rava into the picture taking. Rightfully so.

It's a nail in the coffin, the confirmation what Roman has with Tabitha is real.

Your love, it still here thumping at your heart, is not.

Why are you about to cry?

"Hey, you."

You turn to the dark-haired, clean bearded man at your side. His knowing but soft voice.

"Hey, Stewy."

"What's with the glossy eyes?"

The burning is against the sudden, unwanted warmth you feel. You don't want to feel warmth at how Stewy's so close to you. You've been close to him before and nothing - nothing like what you feel with Roman.

But here, everything with what you feel with Roman. Maybe something new, something giddy that differs because Stewy isn't Roman, he's Stewy. He exists differently.

And now Roman exists away from you.

"Weddings, you know?"

Stewy smiles thin, brown eyes light.

"...Yeah. No. But even if it was yeah...I don't think it'd be Mr. and Mrs. Wambsgans getting me leaky. How's your legs from your formal-attire workout."

"...Upright planking?"

"Exactly."

You are sore. "It was a workout. At least I didn't have to listen to DIY vows. That would've been the real challenge."

Stewy leans you. You try not to breathe, you don't know why.

"I don't know, I think it'd be fun to see a Roy attempt romantics in public. Do you remember Ken's wedding with Rava?"

Yes. You won't be mean in your thoughts, genuinely.

"Yeah. The singing during the dinner was cute, I'm glad he chose to put that stunt there instead of the altar."

Stewy puts his hands in his pockets.

"Isn't that fucking right." His voice is warm, almost teasing - well...always teasing, even if the conversation is genuine. You know him well enough to know he's not fucking with you, laughing at you in the bore of small talk. It's just how he talks.

You also know him well enough to know his cologne is wearing off.

"You're not going to join the happy family photoshoot?"

"No. Have no reason to."

You and him haven't been facing each other in your talk, eyes to the Roy family with Tabitha and Rava as the reception beings to bustle inside.

You wonder if Stewy feels the tension too. If you're crazy - if you're childish for thinking he does or if you're both for feeling it yourself in the first place.

"That's a same, you're basically a fifth child. Which makes whatever you had with Roman incested. Which makes it less hot. I know, I'm weird, not...illegally weird, though. For the most part...so, the honorary incest is not hot, now that I think of it."

Stewy takes his hand out of his pocket. You see it out of the corner of your eye and you feel his touch on your back a couple seconds after.

You don't see how he pauses, you couldn't know how he thinks about how this touch is going to feel on his skin.

What the fuck happened, man? What happened that now things are...fucking coiling inside him. Like he's a boy - or no. Gross, cartoonish to describe it like...now it's just different with you. What fucking happened?"

Stewy smiles.

"You're perfume is disappearing on us. I don't want to be sniffing up on your sweat follicles while we're dancing, princess."

You shiver.

Why the fuck are you on fire in the best way possible?

"What a bore, right? Let's get inside."

Shiv fixes the waist of her dress.

"Yeah, honey. Photos are a bore, but important for our memoralization of our love...tonight, right? And I think we're supposed to let everyone go in first before we come crashing as bride and groom."

Photos are done. Everyone separates and even in the fire, you look to see if Roman's watching the flames. And....

Of course he is. But then you realize that you didn't tell Kendall that Stewy's your date. You didn't think you had to, but his eyes catching to where his best friend holds you is where you remember that yeah, Stewy's his best friend. The only reason why you know Stewy is because he's Kendall's best friend that he introduced when you were 14. You'll give him more leeway than you give to Roman. Even though it's still a date you needed, it must be weird for Kendall to see without context.

"I think you looked very beautiful up there."

You turn to Stewy, heart beating quick. Too quick for you to judge yourself for it.

"For Shiv's sake, I won't say you outdid her but...you were the closest bridesmaid to doing the out."

You smile to break away from that tension - between him and between how Kendall's hand drops from Rava's waist, how his eyes blink low from afar.

"You were examining all of us up there to figure that out?"

It's a joke you think warrants another smarmy-charming reply.

But all Stewy does is just hold his head up with something....serious along his face. Nothing under a tease, just eyes not blinking before he looks to the grass.

"No."

You can't stop your smile from falling before the photographer comes up to the both of you.

"Hey, you two want a photo? Cute couple."

"Oh, we're jus-"

"Sure. Have at us."

Stewy says it as charming as he says everything before he pulls you close by the waist.

"Oh, I can smell you better now. Smile, princess."

You do with every roll of fire on your skin. Your stomach turns over.

Maybe it's not childish...it's just new, it's just how you feel. What you hate is that you do, that it's Stewy. You have a right to new people, a new person to feel like this for...but not Stewy.

But it is, for some strange, new reason.

The camera shutters on you and him.

"Can I kiss you? It'll be modest. Cheeky."

It doesn't take you more than two seconds for it to slip out.

"...Sure. Yeah."

"Alright, yeah."

Stewy says it quietly before he kisses your cheek.

Oh, God.

The camera shutter, you might be...shuddering. You smile anyway. The photographer smiles too.

"Alright, make sure to catch the bouquet!"

They walk off and Stewy doesn't let go of you. You realize that he was holding it before the photographer came up for photos.

...Just breathe, just breathe.

And you do, Stewy's face doesn't stop you from breathing, you're able to breathe into it. Because of it - suddenly.

With his smile, with his smile.

...Maybe you'll indulge, maybe you have been indulging.

"I-"

You were going to, just before there's the sound of immense gagging. Vomiting.

"Fuck!"

"Rome?"

"Roman? What the fuck?"

Stewy turns to the commotion, brows rising up.

"Oh...oh. Fuck. That's disgusting."

It's Roman puking chunks onto the grass. Tabitha stands over him, complete ohs and rightful confusion on now knowing what to do. His father, Logan just looks completely disappointed.

Roman's hunches over. He's holding his head in what you know to be complete pain.

What the fuck?

"Roman?"

Of course, he doesn't answer you. You go to go up to him, but there's a hand on yours.

"I think we can go inside. Roman's vomit breath will meet us there, it looks like he's got enough people to check on him and his insides."

"I don't th-"

Even after everything, or because of everything, you still try and go to Roman. But Tabitha's hands rubbing his back stop you.

It takes the breath out of you.

Yeah, it's just...he'll meet you inside. Roman's got comfort, he decided it wouldn't be you and that'll stop hurting.

Roman will stop hurting a lot easier than you, you're sure. It'll be okay, you've got the rest of your life to take his insults of tonight.

"Okay, yeah. Let's go."

You hear the last of the gags as you and Stewy head inside to the start of the reception.

"I think they got my favorite desert, actually. I don't know how. If I'm feeling sultry and you're feeling consensual, I'll fork it into your mouth for you to try."

"...Sounds sultry. Okay"

You neither lean or move away from his hand on the small of your back. You let him pick something out of your hair.

"Roman, what the fuck? You okay, bro?"

"That was...you okay, son?"

You won't catch how Roman can't catch his breath. He can't recover. He can't come up from his knees. He actually lowers.

Tabitha's hands feels like bees, unfuckingfortunately. Roman crawls away and jolts at her palm finding him again.

"Stop! Just- it's fine. Stop. Sorry, sorry, Tab's. Dad, I'm good. I'm-"

He hacks. He can't breathe.

He knows why he can't breathe, but where are you? Where are the hands that actually feel like life digging back into his lungs?

Roman looks up.

What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck?

Where are you?

"Roma-"

Whoever's talking to him gets interrupted by more vomiting. He's choking on it.

"Oh fucking Christ. I'm going, I'm going inside, Pinky. Someone get him water. Absolutely disgusting."

He would say he doesn't know what he did, but he does. He just doesn't...but he's sorry.

Where did you go? Why don't you come back?

"Roman, baby-"

"Don't fuckin-I said! I said stop. Sorry, you'll touch me later. I'm sorry."

He really fucking is, but someone else will be. If Roman sees Stewy in there...the bullet in Roman's head will be his to blame. That'll make him feel better.

Roman wipes his mouth, his eyes. He sniffles.

"Are you cry-"

"No! Tabitha, stop! Shiv - go get banged, it's your wedding day."

He can feel eyes. So, he's right. Staring does mean things.

"Fuck off!"

[diorsluv]

casual , part 2

“ ‘cause i’m still hanging around ”

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next chapter notes ) like stated in the description under the au on the main masterlist… EXTREMELY SUGGESTIVE so let this be your warning 😭 yall r freaky bitches tho bc I REMEMBER THAT ONE CHAPTER IN FEATHER 🤨🤨 the influx of notes i had on that chap was insane also this chap’s a short girlie butttttt hell week is incoming so im either gonna have more short chaps or less longer chaps 😓😓

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[heartsforvin]

could you do an imagine where vinnie and y/n tell their friends their pregnant and it be fluffy 🤗

SURPRISE

such a cute idea !!! thank you for the request !! <33

pairing; vinnie hacker x fem!reader

warnings; cussing, use of pet names, (baby, princess, etc), pure fluff

summary; you and vinnie have very special news to tell your friends

about two months ago, you and vinnie had found out you were pregnant. it came as a definite surprise to you both, you guys had been trying to start your own little family for months now.

you haven’t found out the sex of the baby yet, both of you want it to be a surprise.

today was the day you were telling your friends. both of you had already told your family, but you wanted a separate day to tell friends.

you were surprisingly showing a bit more than most people do at two months, but that didn’t bother you one bit.

“you ready, baby?” vinnie asks as he walks into the kitchen of your shared apartment.

you smile and hum as you eat one of your many pregnancy cravings of the week.

vinnie chuckles as he sees the odd food combo but just shakes his head. “you sure baby likes that shit?” he asks.

grabbing your purse, you push his chest and make your way to the front door. “keeps the little one fed, plus it’s good.” you tell him.

vinnie lets out a laugh as he rests his hand against your lower back and the two of you head to the elevators.

once in the parking garage, the two of you make your way to vinnie’s car and head off to meet up with your friends.

you all decided to meet up at vinnie’s old place he shared with his roommates a few years back. some of the guys still live there and it was close to your guys’ apartment.

vinnie placed his hand on your tummy as the two of you drove to the house. a million butterflies crowded your stomach, even if you guys had been together for years, those feelings never go away with him.

you glance over at him and smile, receiving one in return. vinnie grabs your hand and kisses your knuckles softly before intertwining your fingers together.

soon, you both arrive at the house and you’re practically jumping out of the car to go inside.

vinnie watches as you walk quickly to the front door. he smiles to himself when he sees the door open and watches you hug one of his friends.

he finally makes it to you and wraps his arm around you, kissing your cheek.

“hey vin!” jack exclaims as he sees vinnie next to you.

vinnie let’s go of you for a moment to hug his best friend. the three of you make it inside after, where you and vinnie greet everyone else.

you say hello to your friends, giving them hugs as you catch up a bit. thankfully no one has noticed your bump, you made a mental note this morning to wear a baggy shirt so it wasn’t obvious.

you all talked for a few hours, caught up with each other, see how everyone’s lives have been, things like that.

you and vinnie soon told everyone you had very important and exciting news for everyone, and of course the guys made their assumptions.

one of them however, was not far too off.

“did you baby trap vinnie yet?” jordan, who sat alongside his girlfriend maddy, asked.

she hit him on his chest. “that’s so fucked up, j.” she whispers to him, but the group heard.

you all laugh but soon get everyone’s attention again. you grab vinnie’s hand and he squeezes yours for reassurance.

“actually you’re not too far off,” you say as you look at vinnie, the biggest smile plastered on his face. “you wanna do the honors, v?” you whisper.

although most people would think you would want to announce it, this is a special moment for vinnie just as much you, and you want him to feel included.

vinnie kisses your head before turning to the group. “we’re expecting!” he shouts with the biggest grin ever.

everyone cheers and congratulates you both. vinnie leans in and kisses you softly before stroking your cheek gently.

everyone piles around you both and hugs you and vinnie, so happy for you both.

“cant believe we’re gonna be aunties!” a group of your friends say as they place their hands on your stomach.

you turn and watch vinnie hug all his friends with the biggest smile ever.

you can’t believe this was real life sometimes. that you not only had vinnie in your life but you now get to have a miniature version of him too.

“yes! and of course you’re all godmothers.” you tell your friends.

you talk for awhile before meeting up with vinnie again. “hey sweetheart.” he greets, arm wrapping around you and a kiss to your head.

you lean into his touch and hum at the feeling of his body heat against you.

“was just tellin’ the guys they can be godfathers.” vinnie tells you.

you laugh but don’t mean for it to come out as loud as it does. “what’s the problem with that?” josh asks.

you hide your face in vinnie’s chest, trying to compose the smile.

“i love you all, just know that,” you say. “but there’s only a select few of you i would actually trust with my unborn child.”

you glance over at jordan and see him pointing at himself mouthing ‘definitely me’ and you just laugh.

“not even in the slightest baby trapper. good try though, huxhold.” you tell him.

he frowns but you go over and hug him. “you and maddy are number one on my list of people i’d want the little guy to be with if anything happened to vinnie or i.” you whisper in his ear.

the man smiles and hugs you and you tell him to let maddy know exactly what you just told him.

you go around and hug the group of people you and vinnie love so much, thanking everyone for coming by to hang out and just being in your lives in general.

you two spend a few more hours with friends before you tell vinnie you’re getting sleepy. he stands up and helps you up too.

you say one last goodbye to everyone before you and vinnie head out to his car.

on the way home you fall asleep, vinnie’s hand never leaving your stomach as he drives you both home.

once finally home and parked, vinnie wakes you up and tells you that you guys made it home. hand in hand, the two of you walk up to his apartment.

greeted by hera, you pick her up and walk to your room, vinnie following behind. setting the cat on the bed, you and vinnie get ready for bed yourselves.

you snuggle into the boy you love and adore so much while hera lays in between you two, right next to your tummy.

“you excited to have a sibling, hera?” vinnie asks his cat, making you chuckle.

he’s already such a great cat dad to hera that you already know he’s gonna be a great dad to your baby.

“i think that’s a yes.” you whisper as you hear hera purr.

vinnie smiles and pulls you in closer to him, kissing your shoulder.

“i love you, princess,” he tells you. “thank you for giving me this life.”

you smile. technically he gave you this life, but you won’t go into technicalities. instead, you smile and kiss him gently.

“i’m glad im living it with you. i love you.” you tell him.

soon after, the room is left in the three of you snuggled together and the sounds of soft breathing.

this was absolutely adorable to write out, i hope you liked it !!

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