#he has told me that Im the worst driver

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let's show the world ꨄ carlos sainz smau

carlos sainz x wife!reader

warnings: hateful/mean comments, cyberbullying

in which carlos has to make it clear to the world how much his wife means to him, and how strangers on the internet know nothing about them or their relationship.

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f1drivernews it appears ferrari driver carlossainz55 and wife yourusername spent the summer break in style, rumours have it that the resort they stayed in ibiza was almost €7500 per person a night. sainz and his wife have been notorious for staying in extravagant hotels and resorts during both summer and winter breaks. the lifestyles of the rich and famous continues!

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username oh the things i would do to be a millionaire

username just be like yourusername and bag yourself a rich husband, constant flow of money lol

username that's a polite way of saying just be a gold-digger and you'll be set babes

username lol the fact b4 he met her carlos used to spend breaks with his fam and friends??? has no one told him how much of a red flag this is???

username girl since when is a driver spending their break with their WIFE a red flag???

username €7500 PER PERSON???? aint no way that was carlos' idea lol what a joke

username i'd be so embarrassed to be yourusername like what does girlypop even do??? other than mooch off her husband ofc

username she's actually very successful in her own line of work? not sure what you're alluding to but yeah

username she could be the top 10% of whatever she does and still not be as successful as carlos, hop off hunni

username guess f1drivernews was too nice to post the hideous closeups of yourusername... girly's not looking too great nowadays poor carlos

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landonorris your mrs told me she got a hole in one, how's it feel to suck carlos

yourusername 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

username bet you paid out of your ass for her for this round of golf too smh

username embarrizzing sorrrrryyy carlos

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carlossainz55 thank you for dinner amor, you spoil me as always

username girl delete this rn this is so embarrassing

username loool ur not fooling anyone sweetie

username red nails for a golddigger? typical babes

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yourusername i'm amazed by you every single day, even more when you come back to our room stinking of champagne 💗

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landonorris no special post for me?? you told me i was ur son the other day and this is the treatment i get ? emancipation right now

landonorris before you say it, i know that's a big word for elmo. thanks.

alexandrasaintmleux im still obsessed with that jacket 🫶🏻

username you looked so pretty this weekend! carlos is so lucky

carlossainz55 always more special when we're both coming back smelling like champagne hermosa

username i think its like so childish u deleted 75% of ur followers like u wanna be in the public eye but dont want what comes with it??? weird but alright

username im so over you honestly carlos deserves better

username ur acc the worst wag like yikes

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f1gossip the streets are saying carlos was in suzuka alone this week, his wife of two years yourusername reportedly took a flight home instead of following her husband along to suzuka after the singapore win... trouble in paradise? 👀👀

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username omg it's happening

username FINALLY GOOD RIDDANCE

username my man is back on the market!!!!! time for someone prettier, hotter, better, basically anyone opposite of his wife lol byeeeee

username ur all insane, she has her own job??? she can't follow her husband to every end of the earth

username waiting for the ig stories 'we've decided to split amicably, please allow us privacy'

username LOOOL i bet it's gonna say that word for word!!!! not like we'll see hers tho cause she locked us all out

username this acc made my day ahhhhhhhh

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carlossainz55 amor what's wrong??

yourusername i just dont understand why people have to be so mean.

landonorris carlando to the rescue dont worry y/n

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carlossainz55 this last week has been extra special for me, to know it is the anniversary of the first time i met my best friend, and that she was able to be with me when i lifted the trophy in singapore is a wonderful feeling.

but to see all the ignorant, unkind, and hurtful comments that are regularly directed at my wife has put a negative twirl on this time. my wife, to me, is the most beautiful woman in the world. she is kind, and loving, and has given up the world for me time and time again. no one knows our relationship more than her and i. many of you speak things that are so ignorant and false it is disgusting. if you are one of these people, please know, you are not a fan i find myself caring for.

i beg those who continue to speak poorly of my wife, to think about how your actions can harm others. thank you. and to yourusername, you are the most important light in my life. i cant wait to see you amor.

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landonorris 🧡🧡

charles_leclerc be kind always!

yourusername te amo, always and forever.

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yourusername i didnt even see you take that photo... ur so cute ily

landonorris tell her i got 50 of the flowers for her

username omg i love that book!!!! y/n has great taste what a queen

username i would die to be ur wife, but i would also die to be y/n's wife so lol

ahhhh this is the smau part 2 i promised to my last carlos written story! thank you to the lovely person who requested it, i hope it's what you wanted! please let me know what you think, i hope you all loved it 💗

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# MAX VERSTAPPEN / THE HARD-LAUNCHING AFTERMATH

summary: following this request, what happened between the driver and the sky sports journalist, are they married? contains: toxic fans and community. note: first smau BE KIND, enjoy!

TWITTER.

INSTAGRAM.

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paddockexposed BREAKING NEWS !! Just after confirming he's married, Max Verstappen is seen with Y/N Y/L/N after the qualifying session, leaving together. Some say this is the happiest they have seen then the dutchman. What do you think?

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user1 me and the girlies on twt know. she's using him and they're not truly married.

user2 she's ugly x2 lol

user3 wait.. they seem so happy?

user4 WHATS SO FUNNY.

user5 I love them! Let them be happy!

user6 when are they confirming they're married to each other? max just said he was married, he said no names.

user7 okay delusional, do you have eyes? are you seeing the pictures?

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yourusername such a good weekend! nothing weird happened, nothing at all :-)

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user8 okay criptic, we don't know at all then

user9 yeah try lying

lilymhe love you!!!

yourusername i love you more lils!

user10 ugly ass. max deserves better.

user11 you're so beautiful! I love your job lol

user12 CONFIRM IT.

userwentz OKAY BABEEE HIT IT YEAHH

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maxverstappen1 Pole in Bahrain ☝️

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user13 not surprised.

user14 yeah tell me something new lol

redbullracing LET'S GOOOOOOOOOO

yourusername boring! let checo win!

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user15 WHAT DID SHE SAID user16 WHAT THE FUCK user17 delete this comment.

user18 you're so pretty!

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paddockexposed Another sighting of Max Verstappen and the journalist Y/N Y/L/N.

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user19 okay... not pg...

user20 why are you invading their privacy liked this!

user21 wait i want to see another pov

user22 kinda hot

user23 I HATE HER THAT SHOULD BE MEEEEE

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yourusername bro thinks he can cook lmao

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user24 he's such a gentleman... oh my...

user25 max in casual clothes, didn't knew I was craving that

user26 THAT LOOKS SO GOOD and the food too

heidiberger_ cuties!

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user27 YOU TWO LOOK SO GOOD!!!! IM SO HAPPY!!!!

user28 she's using him! look! like a servant.

maxverstappen1 :/

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landonorris MAKE HIM WORK

TWITTER.

INSTAGRAM.

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yourusername YES OKAY VERY MUCH MARRIED OKAY YES MARRIED I AM MARRIED WE ARE MARRIED HE'S MARRIED TO ME AND I AM MARRIED TO HIM OKAY?

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user29 NO WAY

user30 FUCKING FINALLY

redbullracing YAY! CONGRATS!

maxverstappen1 schatje, don't.

yourusername bro thinks he has control over me LOL

skysportsf1 we are loving this!

lilymhe MY LOVES!!!!! dropping alex rn for both of you

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danielricciardo EWWWWWWWWW (I love you both)

fernandoalo_oficial :)

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landonorris BREAK UP

user31 worst day of my life

user32 meh bound to happen tbh

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yourusername someone tell him to stop asking me to take pictures of him while exercising lol

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maxverstappen1 i was told this was not gonna be posted.

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hi babes i hope YOU MISSED MY SUPER DETAILED REQUESTS! so, for a long time now im craving for the “rut”, “heat”, “nest” and other a/b/o dynamics inserted on avatar universe, so i WAS HOPING:

could you pretty please write something about lo’ak and reader (a female na’vi) where they're best friends and both insanely in love w each other – reader already had her "cerimony" meaning she needs to find a partner soon, but lo'ak has been convincing readers parents to decline any mate offers because none of them is good enough for her. one day, reader's heat come and bsf lo’ak comes to the rescue? i need a cocky possessive lo’ak in my life and I KNOW you're the one whos gonna gimme !!!!!

lov u, drink water and stay safe <3

The Right Profile | Lo'ak x fem!Omaticaya! reader (a/b/o smut).

Happy Valentine's Day to all my readers! As always, requests are open. Minors DNI!

A.N= everyone needs to know that every time you send me a request my mind makes me put everything on standby until I get it done. Also, I have a major weakness for a/b/o and I've been dying for someone to send me a request like this, so yeah, your wish is my command. For anyone who wanted the new installment of Star-crossed instead of this, you can send your complaints to @punkrockrogers (I'm kidding, obviously).

Summary: exactly what's in the request but I found some juicy canon info about Lo'ak failing to tame an ikran on his first attempt and almost dying in the process, and you can bet I'm going to use that for this fic. So, our boi failed his driver's test therefore he does not get to smash. Both Lo'ak and reader are aged up (20 y/o). Title from the song 'The right profile' by the Clash. Quotes in this: one is from Avatar 2009 and the other is by Goethe.

T.W= this is going to be A LOT, if there ever were an Omegaverse phd course, I would be teaching that class, so if that stuff is not for you, scroll away now. NSFW: p. in v., a/b/o dynamics, mating cycles (heat, rut), marking, scent marking, knotting, breeding, also possessive!Lo'ak (our boi is a lil ooc in this, I don't condone this type of behavior in a relationship, it's all for the sake of the story, you know the drill, if this might be disturbing to you, again give this story a miss).

word count: 8k

Mini na'vi dictionary:

'evi= child (said affectionately by an elder)

Tsurokx= rest/sleep

yawne= beloved

syulang= flower

Ngaytxoa= forgive me

Oeya= my (possessive)

yìmkxa= banshee catcher

The Na'vi say that every person is born twice. The second time is when you earn your place among the people, forever.

"I do not wish to take part in the Uniltaron without you." Y/n had told Lo'ak, still distraught from the events of that day. His best friend had been the first of their group to manage to tame her ikran, of course, she had. And now she was set to take part in the Dream Hunt before finally taking her rightful place among the people along with the rest of Lo'ak's peers, while he was left behind.

He had failed and almost fallen to his death during his attempt, and now his parents were going to make him wait until he was 'truly ready' before he could try again. His father had thought it was somehow his business to step in and stop him from trying his second attempt at taming the banshee then and there. Lo'ak had never felt more embarrassed, especially because y/n had immediately dismounted from her ikran and run to his aid the second she'd seen the scene unfold before her eyes.

"You have already waited five years for me to complete my training..." Lo'ak dismissed her words. "And I won't be the reason you wait any longer..." Y/n had never said it out loud, but Lo'ak knew it was true. She'd been postponing her rite of passage so that they would have joined the clan together, and he couldn't deal with it anymore.

"But Lo'ak, I do not care about-"

"Well, you should care." He snapped at her, not really knowing where his anger was coming from. Sure, he'd just had what could have been described as the worst day of his life, but something and been simmering inside him all week. And now Lo'ak felt like he'd reached his limit. In a few hours, the young Na'vi male was going to discover that anger was only a prelude to his first rut. "Everything comes easy to you, but it's like you don't even notice! No one ever said we needed to be attached to the hip for the rest of our lives, so why don't you just get over it and do what's expected of you?"

The second he saw the heartbroken look on y/n's face, Lo'ak wanted to take it all back. He hadn't meant to say any of those things, of course he hadn't. She was his best friend, she was the woman he loved, yet he'd passed up his chances to ever be with her twice in a single day. He was petty and weak, unable to own up to his own shortcomings, and now he was taking it out on the only person in the world who would have never judged him for it.

"I see..." Y/n said, her voice laced with grief. For a single, stupid second Lo'ak had deluded himself into thinking she was about to say 'I see you', it was what he wanted to tell her. He'd been wanting to tell her for so long. "I have... been foolish. I thought that maybe you... that we..." Y/n wiped a tear away from her face, and stepped back from Lo'ak when he tried to reach out for her. "I do not need your pity." She hissed at him, feeling that Lo'ak had just rejected her. "You have made yourself understood."

With that, y/n disappeared from Lo'ak sight and into the darkness of the night. By the time Neteyam found him, Lo'ak was already in the throes of a terrible fever. His father and brother took him to a secluded place where he would have been safe, but couldn't do much for him besides that. Moat had said the rut hit Lo'ak so suddenly that he was beyond being helped with any sort of treatment. He had no mate, and neither did he have the right to choose one. Left alone to endure the most excruciating pain known to the Omaticaya people.

A lot could change in a week. Especially when it came to things taking a drastic turn for the worse. Lo'ak, who was still experiencing the occasional violent aftershock from the trauma he'd just finished enduring all by himself, was about to get accustomed to a whole new kind of pain.

"We seek your guidance, Tsahik." Y/n's parents had come to speak to his grandmother, while she was still in the process of checking he hadn't suffered any irreparable damage during his absence. "Our daughter, y/n, does not wish to wait for love to find her. She has invoked the old ways, asking us to choose a mate for her." Another violent fit wreaked havoc over Lo'ak's body, but this time he wasn't entirely sure it was due to the aftermath of his rut. Moat had told him the worst was now behind him. "Cease your whining, 'evi." She reprimanded him. "Only by regaining your strength will you find the way to be whole again." While that statement sounded overtly obvious to him, the look his grandmother gave him made him think she was trying to tell him something more.

"Forgive us, we have come at a bad time." Y/n's mother said, directing her sympathies to Lo'ak. They had always been kind toward him. "Your grandson is still injured, y/n has been heartbroken about it. We have prayed to Eywa every day for your swift recovery-"

"He has recovered." Moat cut her off. "And your daughter cannot force her childish whims on you. She is a woman, a warrior of this clan, she cannot hide behind her parents. We only arrange the marriages of future Tsahik and Olo'eyktan, for they are given gifts by Eywa herself to guide the people. The old ways have brought nothing but suffering, I remember the time when they were enforced all too well. They are only to be invoked in drastic situations, such as the event of a heat."

"We are grateful for your wisdom, Tsahik." Y/n father said. "But that is precisely what we fear... she is already showing signs. Every day our daughter grows weaker. We know she may not survive without a mate, and now it is too late for her to make her own choice."

"Fools." Moat almost spat. "Bring her to me at once-"

Lo'ak was on his feet and running out of the healing tent at once, no longer willing to listen to a single word of that conversation. Mating cycles were usually something that a couple faced together, but he and y/n had waited too long for their rite of passage. In that time they hadn't found the person who was truly right for them, so now y/n was going to force herself to be with someone or face her heat alone, along with the consequences that entailed. And it wasn't like Lo'ak could step up and ask her parents to marry her, he wasn't even part of the clan. Not only that, y/n also probably thought he wanted nothing to do with her.

He went looking for y/n everywhere. She wasn't in her tent, nor was she staying with her parents. Word was she'd gone hunting, and after a desperate search, Lo'ak ended up finding her in his own living quarters when he returned home in the early hours of the morning. As much as Lo'ak wanted to yell at y/n in frustration because he'd been worried sick over her, the sight of her sleeping peacefully quelled his anger. He knelt down to touch her forehead, and let out a breath of relief. Her body temperature hadn't drastically risen just yet.

Lo'ak took a look around and only then noticed y/n had rounded up the entirety of his possessions to surround herself with in her sleep. She had made a bed out of the skins and paintings which used to adorn the inside of his tent while holding on rather tightly to a piece of fabric he quickly recognized as one of his loincloths. He felt himself turn into a deep shade of blue in the face and attempted to gently tug the item out of her grip, but y/n growled menacingly in her sleep, immediately making Lo'ak give up on his intent. He did not wish to wake her. Not when it was clear she'd been so distressed, she'd felt the need to make herself a nest just to feel safe.

"Tsurokx, yawne..." Lo'ak wished her a good sleep, and went to tell her family she'd been found.

Her parents were thankful, and just because Lo'ak was not allowed to catch a single break, it turned out y/n parents trusted him so much they began to ask him his personal opinion on the skxawngs that had already shown up to ask them to be her mate. Lo'ak respected y/n's parents and knew they were only worried about their daughter, but he was running on zero hours of sleep, and the image of y/n curled up in a nest she'd made of his belongings was still too fresh in his mind, so he let his worst side get the better of him. He lied. Something so deeply human, his people did not even have a word for it.

"...I would not even consider Selkath, he is too arrogant to even see past himself..."

"Pantoran is weak, I would not trust him to provide for your daughter..."

"... I have known Skakoan to have used cruel words against y/n. She does not deserve her..."

The more he spoke, the more Lo'ak realized he was describing himself and the way he had treated y/n, not giving a true judgment of his peers. And her parents were trusting him with that information, even though he had absolutely no authority to be judging anyone. But there was no reason to worry, a fresh batch of idiots would have shown up to declare their 'love' soon enough, over and over again until eventually someone was found.

Lo'ak slept on the cold hard ground just outside his tent, barely getting an hour's sleep before the day began for the rest of the clan.

"Showing your worth to the clan, as usual, Su-ly?" A voice Lo'ak knew all too well asked, as he was 'accidentally' stepped on and woken up. Tholothian had never been too shy about disliking Lo'ak, and the feeling was entirely mutual. "Watch where you're going, Tho'lo." He growled as he stood up, certainly not in the mood to be taking anyone's crap. The other Na'vi was also standing entirely too close to the tent where y/n was currently resting, and Lo'ak was about the get real territorial real fast if the skxawng didn't back off. The low rumble in his throat was still there, and Lo'ak was making it very clear he was not to be messed with at that moment.

Tholothian, who thrived off humiliating the younger Sully brother in any way possible, had to take a step back. Lo'ak had been missing for an entire week, and now that he was back, he seemed to have doubled in size. He was taller, his shoulders wider, his once delicate-looking human hands bigger, and his muscles considerably more defined. And his entire demeanor also seemed... different, menacing almost. Never before would he have considered Lo'ak Sully competition, least of all a threat. So he decided to back off, for the time being at least.

What he wanted was y/n, and Lo'ak couldn't claim her. There was no pride in kicking someone down when they had already lost. Or was there? "I was just on my way to see, y/n..." Tholothian gloated, knowing it was a sore subject for Lo'ak. "You must have heard... she is searching for a mate..." The look on Lo'ak face darkened considerably, and it would have been a lie not to admit he was reaching for his dagger to challenge Tho'lo to a duel and see which of them could draw first blood, when y/n audibly called Lo'ak's name from inside the tent.

Tholothian paled considerably when he heard y/n call out to his rival and Lo'ak smirked, basking in the pride he felt at that moment. Y/n was probably waiting inside to give him an earful about disappearing for a week, but Tho'lo didn't know that. "Yeah, man. I heard." He sneered, his cocky attitude back in full swing. "I'd wish you luck, but I think it'd be fairer if I gave you a little advice instead..." Lo'ak lowered his voice and pointed his dagger in the direction of Tho'lo chest. "If you, or anyone of your friends, come sniffing after y/n again, just know you're going to have to get through me first." He snarled, showing a full set of teeth, before heading back inside to see y/n.

"Hey..."

"Hey? That's all you have to say?" At least she was still lucid enough to be mad at him, Lo'ak thought. There was still time. Y/n threw the first thing she could find at his head, but Lo'ak managed to dodge it. "Where were you?"

"I was sick." Lo'ak said, and cautiously sat down next to her. He didn't know how else to describe what he'd been through, without inadvertently bringing up her own situation.

"Sick?" Y/n asked, still not understanding why he'd been away from home if he'd been ill.

"I'm sorry I missed your ceremony." Lo'ak said truthfully, the regret clear in his voice, even though he'd just avoided her question. "And the dream hunt, and all of it... the reason why doesn't matter, I should have been there for you."

Y/n hugged her knees to her chest, her worry not subsiding at all. What could have been so bad, Lo'ak couldn't even tell her about it?

"So... you're going to be mated soon..." Lo'ak didn't even know why he said it, other than the fact he was always the one to break the silence and say the things others wouldn't. "Why are you making your parents choose for you?" He asked when she didn't respond. "Y/n you know that's stupid..."

"What? Now honoring our traditions is stupid?" Y/n snapped at him, barely leaving any distance between them. "Weren't you the one who said I acted like I didn't care? That I should start doing what's expected of me?" She threw his words back in his face and Lo'ak immediately understood how the entire insane idea of an arranged marriage had come to her in the first place. He'd made her feel less than worthy, like she wasn't grateful enough to be part of the people, and now she was trying to make up for it, even though it was never true in the first place.

"Y/n... I never should have said those words... I wasn't myself that day, you have to believe me..." Lo'ak implored her, but it wasn't enough to keep the tears from rushing down her face.

"Well, it doesn't matter now..." Y/n kept half the truth to herself. She'd childishly thought that Lo'ak would have tried to prevent her from her recklessness and chosen her himself. But clearly, it had been a fantasy. "Lo'ak, I know what's happening to me... and I'm scared, I don't know what's worse, facing it alone or...or..."

Lo'ak pulled y/n into his arms then, holding her close as he felt her tremble against his chest. "You won't have to face this on your own, and... and I'll make sure you'll be with someone worthy, who'll take good care of you..." His words were like daggers to her chest, because there was no one else she could ever want besides him, yet she understood Lo'ak was trying his best to comfort her. Y/n buried her face in the crook of Lo'ak's neck, breathing in his scent. It was a lot stronger now, and only at that point did she realize so many things about his appearance had changed.

There were two small glands, one on either side of his neck, where his scent seemed to be strongest, and she was suddenly overcome by the need to be covered in it. Y/n began to purr softly, rubbing her face against Lo'ak's neck, not really knowing what she was doing other than chasing after the feeling of comfort and protection that came along with dousing herself in Lo'ak pheromones. "What are you doing, y/n?" Her bestfriend asked, his voice sounding considerably deeper than it had been a few seconds ago. "Feels nice." Was the entirety of the explanation she gave him, without showing any intention of stopping. Not that Lo'ak wanted her too.

He suddenly understood why she'd come to his tent in the first place, and that was to seek out whatever still held his scent, to numb out any feverish symptoms her pre-heat was going to throw at her. Lo'ak knew they were treading a dangerous line, but he also knew he would have given anything to have felt any sort of comfort during his rut, and he couldn't bring himself to tear himself away from her. The type of contact y/n was craving at that moment was completely harmless, yet the idea that she needed to be marked with his scent so badly made a Lo'ak feel possessive in a way he hadn't even known was possible. "Yeah? Is that what's been stressing you out, baby?" He cooed, wrapping her braid around his hand and tugging it softly. "You just wanted to breathe in my scent, didn't you?"

Y/n whined at his touch and nodded feverishly at his words. "Y-yes... I missed you, and I didn't know where you were. I just knew you were hurt..." She rambled, but Lo'ak kissed her temple, trying to let her know that there was no need to worry about him. "I'm right here, I'm sorry I was away. I let you down. I should have been here to help you with your nest. Look at this, you did it all by yourself, huh? Good girl." Lo'ak praised her, letting out a deep-sounding purr to let y/n know how impressed he was with her. Y/n nodded, smiling as she basked in Lo'ak's praise. "I did it for you, I wanted to be here when you got back..."

Lo'ak had to remind himself all he was doing was for the sake of helping y/n deal with how increasingly hormonal and emotional she was about to become over the next few days, and nothing that was saying in that moment held any real meaning. Somebody else would get to take care of y/n, and somehow he'd ended up on the council of people who got to determine who that person was going to be. As long as he kept his own feelings out of it, there was no reason why y/n shouldn't have stayed with him.

"Thank you, baby..." Lo'ak whispered softly and brought her hand to his mouth, kissing her wrist. "I'm going out to get you something to eat now, do you want to come? Or do want to stay here?"

"No." Y/n wrapped herself around him like a vine. "Stay."

"Huh-uh, it's like that, is it?" Lo'ak chuckled, powerless against her death-grip. So he took the opportunity to have a lie down. Unlike y/n, he was missing several hours of sleep. "Well, I'm not going to argue with the woman who has me in a choke-hold... and sleeping will do you some good too..." He sighed, resting his arms around her middle. It didn't take long for Lo'ak to pass out completely.

When Lo'ak woke up, y/n seemed to have been long gone. Someone had also brought him some food and water while he'd been resting. Lo'ak hurriedly ate something, before heading out to look for y/n, but he didn't end up needing to look too far. Moat had been in the middle of examining y/n when Lo'ak showed up out of the blue.

"Ever heard of privacy? Get out of here, skxawng!" Y/n yelled at him, and Lo'ak immediately did as he was told. At least y/n seemed to be once again lucid and back to normal. For the time being. And now that he knew she was alright he really didn't have any other excuse to be around her, so he left.

Lo'ak finally found the time to get back to his training, something he now did in private. It was embarrassing to perpetually remind the rest of the clan of his failure, and he would not ask his father or brother for help. His mother however, was a lot more difficult to get away from. And she understood more than most. "My son, it is clear you are hurting... we have not seen you for days... "

"So? What good is showing my face when I have failed you?" Lo'ak turned away in shame. He did not need anyone to look out for him, not anymore.

"Stubborn! Just like your father." Neytiri hissed at him, bonking him on his head with her bow and not too gently either. "It is clear... that Eywa made you and y/n to be together. Do not treat me as if I do not see. I see you, my son."

Lo'ak broke down as soon as he heard those words. It was true, he had been pushing his family away, but simply because he hadn't thought himself capable of facing them. What would his mother think of the twisted game he'd gotten himself in? What kind of example was he setting for his younger sister? He didn't deserve to be around any of them until he somehow managed to make things right.

Neytiri hugged him, even though it was something they hadn't done in a long time. She had immediately known how strong and independent her youngest son was from a very early age, and she feared that it may have been the reason why, out of all of her children, he'd most often been left to his own devices while she and Jake were forced to tend to the others.

"You have not failed us, Lo'ak. But you must still fight for y/n... and I will help you."

The next few days went by in a blur. If he wasn't training with his mother to successfully pass the Iknimaya on his second try, he was making sure to steer away y/n's parents from any candidates they may have seriously been considering to be her mate without seeming too obvious. If a certain potential candidate began to seem like a real threat to Lo'ak, then he would personally seek them out to politely dissaude them himself.

"If you ever try to talk to y/n, ke-he, you ever even look in her direction or... you just as much as think of her again, I'm dragging you out of your tent while you sleep and leaving you out to die in the forest. And trust me, the viperwolves will finish whatever meat the Thanator doesn't tear off your bones first."

The Na'vi might have been dangerous, but they were a peaceful people. Humans had been the ones to bring war upon them. And Lo'ak had begun to realize just how much of a scary breed he was of the two things. He was now turning on his own kind, on the very same members of his clan, his brothers and sisters. He was cheating and lying to get his way, just like a human would. And the scariest part was, that realization was bothering him less and less as time went on. Y/n's heat was approaching fast, and as a consequence, he was getting more protective and territorial by the day.

While y/n had been able to keep her head in the beginning, only going through a few 'fever dreams', as Lo'ak liked to call them, in a single day and quickly recovering from them, it was now rare to come back and find her to be lucid rather than not. She had a few lulls, here and there, where it was once again possible to get her to have a coherent conversation, but those instances were now few and far in between. Lo'ak would have to seize those opportunities to take her out so she could have a walk, drink or eat something, and show her parents she was still alive. One night he'd even managed to take her all the way out to the ponds for a swim, something she'd always loved, but she was way past that point now.

Y/n slept most of the days off; the nights were the real problem. Due to her body temperature slowly increasing to the point where it was eventually going to be unbearable for her, y/n had taken to refusing to wear any sort of clothing. Which was particularly hard on Lo'ak, especially since her body was also changing in ways that weren't so subtle. As much as he tried not to look, it seemed as if both her breasts and her hips were filling out little by little each day. By that point, he was sure it was some specific torture that had been crafted for him especially, but it all came to pale into comparison when most nights were spent treating the aches of y/n's fever.

"You need to drink some water for me, baby..." Lo'ak would try to encourage her. "I promise you'll feel a lot better if you do..." Y/n was struggling, and Lo'ak was thankful for the fact that after making a bit of a fuss she would eventually listen to him. He couldn't think of a single other person who would've had the same amount of care and patience to make sure she was eating and drinking regularly throughout her heat, and there was hardly any time left before she was completely under the influence. A decision was going to be made whether he liked it or not.

The only problem was that now, he didn’t know if he was going to be able to stand aside when the time came for her to leave. The two of them had gotten somewhat... close during their time together. Close in a way that Lo'ak was certain didn't apply to being best friends. Y/n had suffered a great deal the night her scent glands came in, two on her neck, two on her inner thighs, and one on each of her wrists, and Lo'ak had almost mistaken the event for the beginning of her heat. The sweetness of her scent had him so out of his mind, and he would have torn himself away from her if she hadn't been holding on to him for dear life. "Don't go, Lo'ak, please..." y/n had begged him through choked sobs.

Lo'ak still didn't know if he'd made the right choice to stay, because of everything that happened afterward. He peppered y/n's skin with kisses as usual, trying to bring her comfort, only this time the need to taste and sink his teeth into her was almost uncontrollable. "Y/n, I don't think I should be here..." Lo'ak tried to say, having never felt so at war with himself. Y/n shook her head and caught his lips in a kiss, completely tearing down any ounce of doubt he may have still had. For the time being. The fact that she was promised to another suddenly didn't matter anymore, and the two of them were painfully aware y/n had been dripping with slick from the moment Lo'ak had pulled her into his arms. They were all over each other instantly, reaching desperately for one another in the dark. The sound y/n made when he breached her walls was the most beautiful thing Lo'ak had ever heard, and they fucked so desperately, he was almost ashamed of it afterward.

Almost.

"I told you, my sweet syulang..." He teased, regretfully having to pull out of her for the second time. "You're not ready to take my— a knot, I mean..." Lo'ak kissed her whines away, only taking a few more strokes before coating her belly will his warm seed. "But I want to try again, weakling..." Y/n huffed, having absolutely no mercy for her spent companion as she climbed on top of him. Lo'ak let out a groan and a laugh at the same time, pulling her in for a hug. "You have come so many times, I am literally covered in your slick... and since you're clearly in the right mind to give me attitude..." he pinched y/n's ass cheek and she yelped, slapping his chest. "You're more than capable to come with me for a swim and... help me clean up all this later..." Y/n had bit him in protest but eventually complied with his unreasonable demands.

In those moments with her, Lo'ak had felt so happy he'd almost forgotten what the future actually had in store for the two of them. Even though now he knew y/n so deeply, both at a mental and physical level, another would be the one to marry her. Another would the one to make a lifelong bond with her, mark her and mate with her.

'Sometimes I don't understand how another can love her, is allowed to love her, since I love her so completely myself, so intensely, so fully. I grasp nothing, know nothing, have nothing but her!' Kiri had once read out those words from one of her mother's old books, since the ability to read and write in English had always been important to his sister. At the time, Lo'ak had made fun of her, saying it was all a bunch of boring nonsense. Now, those words haunted him. Every day. And here he was now, acting in the worst of ways just to hold on to y/n for just a second longer, have every part of her until the was nothing left for anyone else to aspire to.

When he walked into the tent that night, y/n was sitting upright and wearing a large white T-shirt Lo'ak had stolen from the RDA supplies. Lo'ak was happy to see she was doing her best to eat some fruit, and the awkward smile she gave him made him understand she currently had her wits about her. "Moat came by... she said it will happen tomorrow... and she gave me... something to help with the pain. Medicine, I think. She told me... my mate will have to take me away. I can't stay here with the rest of the clan while it happens, it might be dangerous-"

Lo'ak shook his head, raising his hands as he tried not to laugh bitterly at the sadness of the situation. How could she talk about it so calmy?

"I don't want to know, okay?" He tried to say as calmly as he could, but she could hear the distaste in his mouth.

"If you can't even talk about it, then admit what I've known all along." Y/n managed to say in a weak voice. "Lo'ak, I see you... I see you... everything you're doing for me, because of me..."

Lo'ak's ears immediately turned down at the sound of the words he'd been waiting for y/n to say his entire life. His immediate instinct was to shut her out. Now that he wanted nothing more than to say those words back, he knew he was only going to make irreparable damage. He'd justified the fact they'd been having sex in secret because it wasn't uncommon for their people to do so, nor forbidden. The only problem of course was that he and y/n were painfully aware of being in love with someone who couldn't commit to them. They had chosen to live in the most blissful of lies until their time together was up.

Well, that time was now.

"Spend my heat with me." Y/n said, not even posing it as a question.

"I can't! How hasn't that gotten through to you yet?" He asked angrily, hating himself for the way she instinctively flinched at his words. Lo'ak got down on his knees, kneeling in front of her. "Ngaytxoa." He asked y/n for her forgiveness. "Oeya syulang, you deserve to be with someone who has shown enough strength and honor to be part of the people... If we'd only had more time, I... but you cannot face your heat alone, nor will I allow you to tie yourself to someone who is not worthy. Who may never be." Y/n had begun to cry at this point, and Lo'ak could feel that he'd been joining her soon. "An outcast. Someone like me."

Simply put, if Lo'ak had spent y/n's heat with her, got her pregnant, and then ended up dying on the Halleluja mountains on his second or third attempt at his Rite of passage, not to mention the unpredictableness of surviving the Dream Hunt as well, he would have committed the cruelest act of all: giving his mate false hope before leaving them behind forever, all for the sake of getting what he wanted.

"You are... impossible..." Y/n cried. "You say these words, therefore you must believe I deserve to be with someone I do not love when I have already chosen the man I belong to and he has chosen me... do you not understand that would kill me just as much as being alone would? I know you went through your rut alone, Lo'ak... I know you went through that pain and survived, Moat told me. I am willing to take that risk, and wait for you."

Lo'ak looked into her eyes then, and it seemed to y/n he was having a realization. Had she finally gotten through to him? She knew her chances of survival were slim, and she hadn't exactly prepared, but after finding out Lo'ak loved her as much as she did, he would sooner risk her life to be happy with him in the end than choose someone else.

Suddenly he was grabbing her face and kissing her, pulling away just as quickly. "I'll be back by morning... there's something... important I have to do." Lo'ak saw the look of distress on her face as he stood up. In many ways, I would have been their last night together, and he was leaving. "Trust me, syulang, I beg of you. Nga yawne lu oer."

"I love you, too."

And with that, he was gone from her sight.

As he climbed the path of vines and rocks leading to the banshee rookery, Lo'ak wondered if anyone had ever managed to reach the Halleluja mountains past the eclipse in the dead of night. If that person, whoever they may have been, had been so desperate to have made the attempt even though everyone around them had said they were not ready, because it was a question of life and death for them as much as it was for him. After the initial surprise of having made it to the top, he was immediately aware of a dozen pairs of yellow eyes blinking at him in the dark.

Lo'ak immediately whipped out the yìmkxa, swinging it around a little as he cautiously walked amongst the ikrans. "Didn't mean to spoil your beauty sleep..." He said, counting how many of them had already flown away at the sight of him. "There's just one of you I've come to settle the score with, some motherfucker who threw me off a cliff the other day-"

A very familiar hiss came from out of nowhere and Lo'ak now knew he was looking back at his banshee. "Long time no see bro, I sure hope I didn't ruin any late-night plans." The ikran lunged at him but Lo'ak knew exactly what to do this time, and moved without hesitancy, muzzling the creature's mouth with the yìmkxa. "Me? Oh you know, my girl is going through the worst experience of her life--- shit, stop that, man--- where was I? Oh right, I'm supposed to be back home with her, yet I'm out here, dancing around with you. Bet you can't wait to get inside this head, huh? Hope you enjoy all the angst, you mother-"

With a final struggle and a minor chunk taken out of his leg, Lo'ak was able to make the connection. The ikran, his ikran, immediately calmed down and let out a pained sound, that Lo'ak recognized as being directed at him.

"Yeah, well... no worries bro." He sighed from exhaustion and patted the banshee's neck. "Now let's get out of here, I don't have all goddammed night."

By the early hours of the morning, Lo'ak had returned aching from the fight with the ikran and still disoriented from the self-induced high he'd given himself with whatever concoctions he'd found in his grandmother's hut to make himself find his spirit animal. No matter what anybody said, he'd completed his rite of passage and now he was going to tell y/n they could be together. Y/n however, was not where he'd left her. Moat found him soon after, and after reprimanding him for stealing her supplies and acting so recklessly, she told him y/n's parents had chosen Tholothian to be her mate and they had left not even an hour prior to Lo'ak's arrival. The Na'vi, much to his grandmother's protests, immediately set off to find them.

With the sunlight by his side and the ability to fly over the forest, it didn't take long for Lo'ak to recognize Tho'lo's ikran resting on top of a branch and its rider wandering the forest below.

"I thought I told you to stay away from her." Lo'ak snarled, quickly dismounting from his ikran.

"Stay out of this, Sully. The fact that you did the bare minimum this time, doesn't get you a prize." Tho'lo took a threatening stance against him. Lo'ak immediately noticed his bow and dagger were missing, and that he had a large cut across his chest. "Y/n was left in my care and responsibility-"

"She attacked you." Lo'ak accused Tho'lo, charging at him with everything he had the very next second. "What did you do?" He roared with a murderous look in his eyes as he held his knife to his rival's throat. "What could you have possibly done to her to leave you stranded out here, huh?"

"What I have done? What have you done, Lo'ak?" Tho'lo accused him back, sounding all too calm for Lo'ak's liking. "She has clearly chosen you, I see that now. I had known you two were close, but I never thought it went beyond you recklessly amusing yourself with her. I never would have accepted her parents' decision if I had known-"

"The why. the fuck. did she attack you?" Lo'ak growled, actively losing his patience by the second.

"Because she's in a heat, you moron. She won't be with anyone who isn't you now that the two of you have clearly done everything except maybe name your future children...I just wish someone had warned me, so I wouldn't have to be here right now!" Lo'ak stepped back from Tho'lo then, realizing he had just been assuming the worst of someone who was meant to be his brother-in-arms. "She attacked me not two minutes after we were in flight. I thought she was going to kill my ikran so I got us all down to the ground. She escaped of course, but I still couldn't leave her out here... "

Lo'ak nodded, ashamed of all the grief his actions had caused. But he didn't even have time to dwell on it, or make things right with Tho'lo, because y/n was still out there, scared and alone.

"I'm sorry, brother-"

"I'll forgive you when you find her and bring her home in one piece." Tho'lo cut him off, calling his ikran and mounting it. "And I know you threatened others just as easily as you have just accused me. That's what separates you from the rest of the people, Sully. You reek of anger and distrust, toward yourself and others. You are selfish, just like the rest of the sky people. Whatever y/n sees in you... must be the true reason why I'm still willing to call you brother."

After a few minutes of frantic wandering, Lo'ak picked up y/n's scent and it didn't take him long to track her down. She'd hidden herself in a small cave behind the waterfall, a place they'd both discovered once when they were out hunting. The closer he got, the more overpowering the influence of her sweet pheromones became. As he climbed his way up to the cave, mindful of the water cascading above him, he knew she could sense his presence too because she began to call out his name. Lo'ak could hear the strain in her voice and ended up cutting his hands and feet several times on the rocks as he made his reckless endeavor all the way to the safe haven she'd chosen.

He looked up to see her looking down at him, and he made one last stupidly dangerous jump to get her away from the edge. "Where were you? You told me to wait, I waited for you but- you are hurt!" Y/n reached for him, she was shuddering violently and unable to keep herself from crying. Lo'ak knew exactly what kind of pain she was going through, and he had to dissuade her from fretting over his wounds.

"I know, I'm sorry Oeya syulang, I'm right here now. I'm with you..." Lo'ak kissed y/n, making quick work of getting rid of whatever fabric was left to separate them. He let out a guttural sound at the copious amount of slick that gushed out of y/n simply from his touch. "Lo'ak, it hurts..." Y/n begged him, holding onto Lo'ak so tight he was pretty sure she was going to end up rearranging his bones.

"I know baby, you're burning up..." He kissed her neck, feeling how scolding her skin was as she lowered herself onto his cock, taking him all the way with a desperate moan of relief. Y/n seized up around him and coated him with a second wave of slick, high on the feeling of finally having her mate buried deep inside of her. "Fuck--you really needed me bad, didn't you baby?" Lo'ak groaned, unable to even comprehend what was happening around him anymore. Y/n's cunt was impossibly tight and warm, and she was making a complete mess on his lap.

His mate nodded and began to ride him in earnest, her stamina never breaking for a second. Lo'ak was so in awe, he could barely keep up with her. Their moans and whines echoed off the walls of the cave, and Lo'ak knew y/n was desperate to get knotted. "You need to... relax syulang." He kissed her face when she began to whine in frustration. "Might have to fuck you a few more times before your body is ready for me, sweet thing..."

"But I want--" Y/n was beginning to sound completely unintelligible, but she never once stopped grinding down on Lo'ak, challenging herself to take in deeper and deeper every time. "Such a good girl, look at that..." Lo'ak praised her, earning a deep purr which he happily returned. "Gonna make you a proper nest... so my baby can be nice and comfortable while I mount her later, how does that sound?"

Y/n curled up against his chest at the idea, kissing him deeply and coming on his cock for the fourth time since they'd started (yes, he was keeping count), and without much warning Lo'ak began to feel the his knot forming inside of her. She gasped and began to frantically fuck herself back against it, giddy on the pleasure the foreign experience was giving her. Lo'ak gave a a few more harsh thrusts, until his knot finally popped deep inside y/n's walls, binding them together. "Fuck, baby you can't keep moving anymore..." He groaned, blissed out and slightly amused by y/n's attempts to bounce up on his knot while she was stuck on top of him.

Y/n wasn't particularly shy about being loud, but the sounds she made when Lo'ak finally began to breed her made him want to fuck her all over again right at that moment. "It's... it's so much..." She sobbed, overwhelmed by the constant stream of warm cum that was now pouring into her. Lo'ak wrapped his arm around her and made a second connection between them, bringing their cues together. Immediately he could feel how close she was to climaxing again, and he reched down between them to rub her small bundle of nerves while she was still split on his shaft. "Going to cum on my knot, baby...? You're been such a sweet girl, taking everything I have to give you... once I'm done breeding you, your belly's going to be so pretty and full---"

Y/n gave out another high pitched whine and came thanks to Lo'ak's expert fingers. He managed to lull her to sleep after that, while they were still tied together and in the process of mating. Lo'ak found his sleep to be rather light, keeping an eye open for his vulnerable mate and growling menacingly at any noise he heard coming from outside.

When his knot died down he left y/n to get some much needed rest and set out to get everything they needed to stay in the cave for the rest of the week. He knew that his scent was more than enough to let anyone and anything to stay the fuck away from the cave, and that y/n would have been safe. Even though he'd returned with food supplies and other creature comforts to make a worthy nest, y/n was not too forgiving of his absence and jumped his bones the second he came back. After she'd deemed herself sated, they made their nest together, but it was hard to do anything without eventually getting distracted.

Y/n's belly was beginning to stretch out a little already from their activities and Lo'ak was completely mesmerised by the sight of his cum slipping out of her. So much so he could help but hold her down and get a taste. "Lo'ak... w-want your knot again..." she mewled, tugging fiercely at his braids while he drank down the sickly sweet taste of her slick.

"Oeya syulang, I haven't eaten all day, you can't blame me for wanting a taste... " Lo'ak growled softly before sinking his teeth in the scent gland on her left inner thigh, making her cry out. He soothed the wound with his tongue, lapping up her blood. "Now, you're going to have to behave for me a little, or I'm going to eat you out until you're a sobbing mess... understood?"

Y/n was a lot more partial to taking a break to eat and drink something after that. Lo'ak was not surprised when she feel asleep again, and he curled up around her on the makeshift bed they'd made, holding her close to his chest. He immediately woke up when she began to cry next to him a few hours later, not even thinking twice about mounting her from behind as her kissed her shoulders and reassured her everything was alright.

Y/n was the one to link their queues this time, moaning softly as he began to move. "Still hurts if I'm not inside you, baby?" Lo'ak asked, genuinely worried that the heat was still painful even though y/n was no longer facing it alone. Y/n shook her head and tried to find the right words to express what she was feeling, Lo'ak kissed her temple reassuringly, stroking her tail to soothe her. "J-just now... I think... I think I'm ready..." It took a little while for Lo'ak to understand, but then he felt it through their bond. Y/n was at the peak of her heat, and his next load was sure to get her pregnant. "You're happy..." she said, Lo'ak still forgetting that she could probably feel his heart soaring at that moment.

"Yeah..." He laughed, a little choked up. "Course I'm happy... so fucking happy" Lo'ak placed a hand on y/n's lower belly, firmly holding her there as he picked up his pace, pounding into her deeper and deeper. Y/n bared her neck to him then, submitting and asking him to mark her as his own. "Nga yawne lu oer..." He whispered before sinking his teeth into her scent gland, tasting the blood and sweetness there. Y/n cried out his name, feeling their bond deepen even more and the desperate need to mark Lo'ak just the same.

Both of them felt the exact moment when life began to blossom between the two of them when they were lying in each other's arms some moments afterwards. They were holding each other close and tending to the deep marks they'd left on each other's bodies. Lo'ak spent the rest of the night whispering promises and soft nothings to y/n, and she quelled all his anxieties about his wrongdoings or the fact that his child might have inherited his human features.

After all, she'd never cared for the right profile anyway.

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for refusing to drive my sister at night?

first things first-- i desperately need feedback, i feel like i'm going crazy. my dad and sister keep saying im holding a grudge, but i think i'm setting a fair boundary.

a few weeks ago, i (19m) drove my sister and her friend (both 14) to the grocery store at night as a favor. i've had my license for a few months, i'm a safe/competent driver but still new at it. usually, i have no issue driving at night, as long as theres no major distractions.

my sister immediately started acting wild (how 14 year olds act with their friends late at night). she was talking loudly in the backseat, we were driving about 35mph on a dark road. she immediately starts blasting music from her phone, trying to connect it to the car. she leans up from the backseat to rummage for the aux cord-- i told her not to, she insisted it was fine. i told her that it would be on max volume, she didn't believe me. cue the music (sped up because of course it was) blasting at literally the loudest setting the car has. she laughed as i turned it down. i had to keep asking her to turn it down. her seatbelt had locked when she leaned forward, so she UNBUCKLED while i was going 35mph at night. i told her to buckle again, and she waved me off, saying she would get it. the car ride was 7 minutes, she could've waited, or just not played her music.

we got to the store. she and her friend got what they wanted, then we drove home. she insisted on playing the music from her phone loudly and directly next to my head, and i had to ask her three times to stop. her friend told her that she was being "the worst passenger ever", and she still just laughed it off. by the time we got home, i was shaking with nerves. i told my dad i wouldn't drive her at night again, and he shrugged it off and said "fair".

cut to tonight. my other sister (17f) needed to go to the store, and my dad said he was too tired, so i said i would drive. 14 y/o sister immediately asks if she can come, and i say no, because of what happened last time. she immediately blows up, saying i'm being unfair, that it's a totally different situation, that im holding a grudge. my dad agrees with her. he says that im not setting a boundary, im holding a grudge, and that i should give her another chance. he says im being petty, and that it probably wasn't even that bad, after hearing her (extremely biased) account of what happened, and says that she isn't with her friend tonight, so it would be perfectly safe.

i feel unsafe driving her at night after what happened last time. i feel like it's a fair boundary for a new driver to set, especially since my dad wasn't there, and i know for a fact that he would go ballistic if anyone did that to him. i feel like i'm being fair and safe, but i keep doubting myself. i feel like i'm going crazy. AITA?

What are these acronyms?

[babybadger]

Hey so excited to have another writer in the community! Welcome. Can I please request one in the same universe as the daniels little girl and Lando has just found out his girlfriend is pregnant and panics and runs to Dan for help. So excited to read x

Uncle Dandos been busy

It was Thursday at the track. Media day. The worst day for this to be on Lando’s mind. He had been avoiding Y/N all day and left her to explore the city while he headed to the track, with a promise to meet up with her later.

“Daniel! Daniel! DANIEL! DANIEL OPEN THIS FUCKING DOOR OR IM BREAKING IT DOWN! please please please mate!” Lando shouts as he rattles his fist off of Daniel’s drivers room as soon as he arrived at the track. “Lando babe, baby ric is trynna sleep please stop shouting, Daniel is at the fan meet, where you should be too. What’s going on sweets?” Daniel’s fiancée answers the door with sympathetic eyes. She could sense the stress behind the young drivers eyes. “It’s okay. Just need Daniel, sorry about being loud.” he mutters and scurries away to find his teammate.

Lando spotted Daniel sitting at a table in hospitality a couple hours after the meet and greet and aimed straight for him. Tapping his teammates shoulder he slightly leaned down to take Dan out of his conversation “Please can I talk to you?” he asks softly. Daniel could almost feel how serious Lando was feeling. He was very confused. “Uhh yeah course give me two minutes I’ll meet you in your room?” He asks leaning his head back to look up at his friend. Lando nods and walks away quickly. Daniel looks back at his table and excuses hisself from the other members of the McLaren team.

“Buddy it’s me open up.” Lando was shaking. God please let Daniel be helpful. He was gonna need to text you back at some point. His initial reaction was probably enough to terrify you. Consider both members of the party terrified. Lando opened the door and let Daniel in, who took at seat on the small sofa and gestured for Lando to do the same. However, Lando ignored him and rubbed his hands over his face. “Ughhhh mate i’ve fucked up. I’ve fucked up so bad. And Max can’t help me, he doesn’t understand…so then i told him…but he didn’t tell me what..well basically… not basic but…” “LANDO” Daniel shouts to stop his pacing and rambling. “Please tell me what’s going on. Lando sinks down to the sofa next to Daniel. “Y/N is pregnant.”

“Oh buddy that’s amazing! Congrats! Aw baby ric is gonna be so happy to have a little cousin! Heyyyy this is so good!” Daniel exclaims pulling Lando into a hug. “I hope those are happy tears bud what’s going on here?” A hand spread across Landos back as he tries to hide the fact he’s rubbing his tears away. “I don’t know how to be a dad. You make it look so normal to have a kid in the paddock and juggle a family life. Me and Y/N still struggle with distance even nowadays and then you put a kid in that and I just don’t know how we will cope.” The tears continued to flow from Landos face as he commented “God this is so embarrassing sorry I just don’t know who to turn to who’s been in my position and you weren’t married when you had a baby when you were on the grid so i thought you might understand.” Lando looked at Daniel with hope in his eyes. “Lando mate you’re rambling. This is fucking amazing. You have no idea how mesmerising it is to hold your baby for the first time and see your partner go through so much pain just to bring you both so much joy. Put it this way, do you love Y/N?” Lando looked at the older guy like he’d grown a second head. “Ofcourse I do muppet I love her so freaking much.” Daniel smiled at love he could see in Landos eyes. “Then there is no need to be worried. All your doing is multiplying the love you two have. Plus if you leave her with this baby or don’t step up as a dad, I will quite literally never speak to you again.” Lando laughs and pushes Dan’s shoulder. “Leaving her was never an option I just don’t know how to talk to her about it.”

Just as Lando finished speaking there was a gentle knock at the door. “Lando babe sorry to interrupt, I know I’m early and I was gonna come later but Isa and Charlotte are here and we had food and drinks but anyway can I use your toilet?” Y/N peaked her head in. “I was gonna try stay away when they said you two were talking but you know my fear of public toilets.” Y/N giggled and made her way across the room to the attached toilets when Lando gestured her in.

Turning back to Daniel who had made his way to the door, Dan began to give his final words of wisdom. “She’s as much a rambler as you, good luck to that poor baby. They are lucky to have you as parents though. You’re a big kid yourself. Make sure she knows you want this baby and that it isn’t a burden. She didn’t do this alone and she can’t ever feel like she’s in it alone. You love her and you love the fact you have a family with her now. Constantly remind her.” He says with the door wedged open and him slowly sliding out.

Lando can here Daniel and his partner talking in the background. “Ever the romantic babe aren’t you. I love you” he heard daniels fiancée telling him. The sound of you coughing in his bathroom snaps him out of it and across the room. “Babe you okay?” he asks leaning on the door. The snap of the lock lets him know the door is open and he slowly peaks his head in and sees you hunched over the toilet bowl. “Aw baby you could’ve told me that’s why you came in here.” He says crouching down behind you and rubbing your back before adjusting the claw clip in your hair to keep it all off your face.

“I’m sorry” you softly whisper and tears stream down your face now instead of his. “I’m sorry I trapped you in this mess. I know your career is really important and this wasn’t in the plan but I can’t get rid of this baby. Not when I love you and them so much.” you sigh and slump back into his chest.

“Hey hey nooo no way would I ever even think about telling you to . This baby is gonna be so loved.” You smiled back at him softly, your eyes still glazed with tears. “We’re gonna have a baby.” You whisper to him like it’s the first time he’s found out all over again. “We’re gonna have the sweetest baby, darling” He replies pulling you back into him and remaining on the bathroom floor in a hug.

[safetycar-restart]

hiiii!! my brain is rotting bc of last weekends race with Logan and im on my period so thinking about it is making me sad but, how do you think his dom (and oscar?) make him feel less upset cuz seeing him have to stay out there for so many laps by himself made me cry. he was doing so well :((. i think that to him it jus kinda reinforces the idea that he doesn’t really deserve a good dom (which ofc he does, he’s so perfect) but it hurts his soul sm. idk tho, I’m really tired, xx 🎾

Seeing Logan just sitting there for so many laps was so sad!!! Poor baby!!! I’m also assuming this is d/s au since you mentioned Logan having a Dom. And wow I’ve missed writing for these two!!! Poly!logan/oscar has such a special place in my heart (also anything Logan has a special place in my heart).

After Logan crashed out, you seemed to be the only one in the garage who actually cared where he was. You knew Logan had gotten out of the car, but no one had gone to fetch him, and the next shot of that area showed the car had been removed and Logan was no where in sight.

The team explained to you that there wasn’t an easy way to fetch him from that location, and seemed happy to just let him stay wherever he was until the race was over. You couldn’t believe they weren’t more concerned.

Though you knew you were a little biased. As Logan’s Dom, the thought of him all alone in the cold somewhere after he crashed out was terrifying. Your sub was cold and sore and alone and there was nothing you could do.

Logan, meanwhile, is having the worst time ever. He feels so useless and sad, having crashed out once more. And he just… he needs his Dom. He needs to be held and told he’s still a good sub.

And the longer he’s sat all alone, the worse he feels. He just wants to be alone with you and Oscar. That’s it. That’s all he wants.

He can’t stop himself from thinking about all those things, because he’s all alone. His thoughts spiral and all he can think is how Oscar is still out there racing and how you’d be much better off if you didn’t have to deal with him and just had Oscar, just had someone who could actually race.

By the time Logan eventually gets back, he’s soaked from the rain and shivering and so so close to just breaking down because he’s so sad.

The moment you see him, you just pull him right into your arms, shocked at how cold he is and immediately bringing him back to his driver room to warm up and get him into some comfy clothes. It’s a testament to how scared Williams are of you that they don’t even try to speak to Logan. They know better.

To your surprise, the moment you have Logan alone he’s apologising? Saying he’s so sorry he’s such a useless sub and he’ll do better and he just needs another chance.

You can’t believe what you’re hearing. Logan gets left out in the cold and yet he’s the one apologising?

You try to reassure him, promising him that you love him and he will always be your sub, that being your sub will never ever be contingent on performance. Never.

Just as Logan starts to calm, Oscar arrives and he wants blood.

Oscar had heard about how Logan was left out in the cold and the moment the race was over he was sprinting to the Williams hospitality to find him. The moment he’s there, he’s grabbing Logan and pulling him into his arms, holding Logan so tight that he can barely breath.

“They left you out there,” Oscar mumbles, “they fucking left you out there. How dare they??”

Logan relaxes into Oscar, sagging into his arms out of pure relief that Oscar isn’t mad at him.

“It’s fine,” logan says against Oscar, “I deserved it.”

Oscar pulls away, pouting, “no, no you didn’t. Don’t say that, do you understand me? Don’t say that!”

As it turns out, you don’t even need to give Logan the talking to about his self worth, your other sub is doing it instead.

Oscar goes on a tangent, telling Logan he deserves so much better than how he was treated and how everyone makes mistakes and one day it will be his day and if he dares to suggest that he deserved it one more time, Oscar will will hit him.

Once Oscar is satisfied with telling off Logan, he turns to you and asks if the three of you can finally go back to the hotel so that he can suck Logan’s dick.

[formulaaone]

I read this more often yesterday. And I also noticed that Logan was different. I was already worried because he hadn't posted anything about the race.

Is it maybe still because of last weekend or did something else happened?

Some people think that the way Logan spoke indicates that Williams has already told him that the contract will not be renewed.

A reporter said on Twitter yesterday, that Logan no longer has the ease or confidence. He seemed different.

Of course I really hope that we are all wrong and that we’ll get good news.

I’ve read somewhere (im sorry I lost the link, it was an interview by Turkish media that I just translated to understand) that he still blames himself for the race crash, although James said more than once that it was a car fault. One thing about Logan is, as we all know, he blames himself for everything even though it was clear that it wasn’t his fault. Just take a look at his previous incidents. This is one thing that he should know how to brush off.

What made me start to worry was during his interview yesterday, there was a part where he referred to his F1 career in past tense, then quickly corrected himself. Now this could be just a wording error, but it also means that he has lost his confidence, or worst, there were stuff happening behind the scenes:

Personally, I still think he’s staying. First, he belongs to the Williams family since his junior years, and there’s really no better option than him as of this moment. Williams will not drop Logan after just 1 year. They have invested so much in him since F2 and they have been supportive of him ever since. James Vowles even more.

Second, the articles that are coming out these past few weeks about Williams dropping him are ridiculous. In all those articles, it was NEVER stated that James has given him an ultimatum. People assumed. All James said was he has to be close to Alex in terms of results, which is a perfectly normal thing to ask an F1 driver. There are many articles that says James is committed to develop Logan, but people are choosing to ignore that for some reason. The silly season have been so boring so far and people are out for blood. Unfortunately Logan is in their crosshairs.

Third, Logan is actually improving. Just last week, he got into Q3. He crashed in quali yes, but James already said that it was okay since that means he’s trying to push the car. Logan also said that the team have been supportive of him after the crash. And we all know the race crash wasn’t his fault, and Williams have taken accountability on that.

The main reason why there’s still speculation about his seat is because he hasn’t signed a contract yet. And Logan also said yesterday that they haven’t started contract negotiations at all. That’s the downside.

What Logan needs right now is to have a satisfying Monza weekend. It would be good for his confidence, and if he gets points (which is completely possible in this track), maybe the doubters will shut up. Brush off what happened in Zandvoort. I believe he can do that.

[srjlvr]

YOURS, CLASS PREZ !! // all alone.

After finishing your last class you quickly hugged ningning and hikaru and paved your way to find Jay, ignoring all the greetings from other students that were heard on the way.

You had to be there before Jungwon, why? Because you wanted to take your seat right next to the driver’s seat. Sure, it sounds like you’re a literal kid, but it was worth knowing that Jungwon will probably get pissed off by that.

You finally arrived outside, walking to your regular place when you’re waiting for Jay. After minutes of waiting you called him.

“Where are you? I’m waiting at the spot” You said, clearly not trying to sound annoyed. “Oh, I picked Jungwon up since he doesn’t know the spot, we’ve been waiting for you, we’re coming to the spot right now” He hang up.

Your blood was boiling, why would he choose Jungwon over you? It’s a childish act of yours to get so angry, but what can you do? Jay, your own brother, chose your worst enemy before you, even if it’s just by picking him up first. The thought about not taking your regular seat has already left your mind and all u could feel was confusion and anger.

You decided to keep it to yourself, not wanting to sound childish and annoying. When you got into the car you kept your mouth shut, you knew when you’ll open it up, it won’t end so well.

When you arrived home, your mother popped up and greeted Jungwon, “Oh! You’re yn’s new boyfriend?” She cheerly jumped. You and Jungwon choked on air you shot a glare to Jay, knowing that he’s the one who probably told her. “No mom, he’s here to work on a project with me and he’ll leave asap.” You rolled your eyes and lead him to your room.

“This is my room i guess, don’t touch anything, breathe next to anything and you’re dead, sit on this chair and don’t move” You crossed your hands while watching him putting his bag down and sitting on that chair.

“I don’t care what you’re planning to do, just do whatever you need to do and update me so i’ll tell the teacher, don’t even talk unless its necessary” You added, a tiny feeling of guilt appeared after speaking so rudely and you quickly shot it away, it’s Yang Jungwon after all.

“Can you not fucking tell me what to do? I get it, it’s your house your rules but you act like a fucking kid, it’s disgusting” There it goes, that guilt feeling turned into anger, “Can you shut the fuck up? I really don’t want to hear your voice” You scoffed.

“Whatever, you think you’re good in everything but honestly you just suck” He fired back. That’s it, you thought. “You know what, get the fuck out of my room and go work at Jay’s room or wherever else i don’t fucking care, i really don’t know why i let you in this room” You pointed at the door, waiting patiently for him to leave.

He teasingly smirked, “No, or i’ll tell the teacher you kicked me out and refuse to let me do anything”

“You’re so fucking annoying” you groaned.

“Told you i’ll make you live in a nightmare” He chuckled. You put on your earphones to block everything that’s happening around you, hearing Jungwon’s voice is the last thing you want to do right now.

After half an hour, you got a text from haruto,

📱: Haruto - “Open the door mf i’m outside here to save the day”

You giggled, putting your earphones down and going down the stairs to open the door for haruto.

While you’re gone, Jungwon confusedly looked around the room, Where did she go? He thought. At the same time, i’m in yn’s room, He smirked, All alone.

NOTES: i did NOT expect this to be that long but it is what it is, next chap is probably gonna be written too im sorry!! what do y’all think gonna happen next though?

TAGLIST: @enhacolor @luvryuj1n @deafeningballoonnacho @lovienikitty @notrosemary @fairycheol @harperwasstaken1 @icywhatim @lil-iva @love-4-keum @anotherimaginesaccount @i4cho @nakolvr @tlnyjoong @hiqhkey @theboyzrightherex @pr0dbeomgyu @randomness7198 @shyugahh @wonamore @jayeonnature (if your tag is bold it means i couldn’t tag you, im sorry): )

SYNOPSIS: In which the school’s top students, also known as the biggest class presidents of their own class and rivals, has to work on a huge project for their school and compete in a national competition……all together?!?

☆ ★ // previous — m.list — next

[angrykpoprants]

Its been a while

TW: Child abuse, Dr*gs

It's been a long time. I believe I started this blog when I was 16 years old lol... I turned 24 a few months ago!

So why haven't I been posting? Mental heath. My word of advice is if you are being abuse, actively abused, speak out.

I have been in therapy and well, I can say that I was finally able to let someone know what I experienced.

My grew up with my father being a herion, meth and cocaine addict. Fortunately he has been clean and sober for 7 years. Some issues with my brother, and the worst of all a disturbingly narcissistic gaslighting physically and mentally abusive sister. I am the baby of the family. My sister is more than a decade older than me.

Without going into too much detail, I git diagnosed with ASD as an adult... my sister used to call me "a dumbass ret*rd".

Age 6, I was setting up Christmas cookies for Santa, she didn't like how I arrange it, tried to place them her way... I told her that I didn't like it that way, I thought my was was creative. She stormed off into her room while calling me retarded, then on Christmas Day at the restaurant I tried to sit next to her to apologize, she pushed me out of the booth so that I would fall on the ground.

At the age of 7 she forced to drive a motorboat (no regard for my boundary, despite me saying "no im scared") I was crying the whole time while driving, while her fiancé (now husband) had the boat go max speed, while situationally being told if I make one mistake everyone (my family) on the boat will die. Guess what? I dont have my drivers license. Im too scared to drive.

I had helped her with thanksgiving decor, I had accidentally knocked over a glass candle stick; it broke... her response as a grown married woman with a kid? She pushed me out of her house in the rain, as I tried to grab my shoes she said No and to walk home bare foot. Then proceeds to kick me square in the center of my chest ... I was 13, she was in her mid 20's

She got mad at me because I didn't want to be friends with her sister-in-law's rude cousin during our Vegas trip so after I babysat her kids for 3 hours, she comes back to the hotel room belligerently drunk, yanks my MacBook from my lap, holds it open... only to smash it on the next bed, the hinges broke.

there is more in between, but the last incident I had with her was she blatantly lied to me in the car coming home from Koreatown, I had a panic attack about her lie... the situation was starting to escalate, I asked her to not speak to me for about 5 minutes so I can ground myself. but she can speak to anyone else in the car. Apparently she didn't like that and that I dont have panic attacks.

Did I confront her before? Oh yeah, several times... what happened? "Im sorry but...", "that never happened" "Your exaggerating" "It didn't happen like that" and worst of all "im sorry you feel that way"

[btsqualityy]

jeons fluff because i can’t sleep 💕

aria (16) walks into the house with jungkook hot on her tail, both with angry/annoyed looks on their faces.

mama jeon: what’s wrong?

aria: i’m not talking to dad anymore. i’m going to bed.

jungkook: it’s not even 5 pm yet!

aria: goodnight mom!

aria rushes upstairs to her room and slams the door,

mama jeon: jungkook, what’s going on? why is our daughter so upset?

jungkook: she’s just mad because i told her she couldn’t try for her driver’s license 🙄

mama jeon: and why not? she’s a great driver- YOU taught her how to drive!

jungkook: because she’s already gone 90% of the time! she’s always out with her friends these days, if she gets her license, then i have to get her a car. if i get her a car, then she’ll want to drive it all the time everywhere. when class is over, she’ll drive her and kammie straight to disneyland!

mama jeon: kook-

jungkook: i’ll see her less than i already to now yn. i’m finally in a position to have more free time with her, but it’s the worst timing because now she’s at the age where all she wants to do is hang with her friends. i went through this when angel got her license im not doing this shit again.

mama jeon notices that her husband is more sad than angry, so she sits next to him on the couch and cups his face in her hand.

mama jeon: jungkook, baby you’re just afraid of her growing up even more than she already has. admit it.

jungkook: no i’m no-

mama jeon: admit it.

jungkook: okay fine 😒 but can you blame me?

mama jeon: no, because i feel the same way too sometimes. you’ve gotta let her go a little kook, she’s been independent since the day she could walk, but she’s always gonna need you. you’re literally her favorite person besides kammie, which kinda sucks because i’m the one who actually brought her into this world but it’s cool-

jungkook: technically i brought her into the world because i put my sper-

mama jeon: if you finish that sentence i’ll go buy aria a car myself just to run you over with it

jungkook: what the fuck yn we were having a moment here !?

mama jeon: yeah and you ruined it dumbass-

before the bickering can even begin their both cut off by a loud shriek coming from upstairs

aria: daddy?! there’s a spider in my room! hurry i need you!

mama jeon: see? what did i literally just say 30 seconds ago? she’s still gonna need you 😂

jungkook leans in and kisses his wife, bunny smile on full display

jungkook: you’re right yn-ah, thanks for that. i love you,

mama jeon: i love you too, now go save my baby before she burns the house down trying to kill a spider 🥹

I love this 🥹I think Jungkook would be really torn up about his babies growing up and he’d be a little protective over them and the time he gets with them 😭🥰

[rosee-sensuelle]

First off im happy it went amazing! Go girl! 👌

Secondly, aww everyones fav team boss and DILF was nice to you 😜👌, is he really that tall in person? 😽

Thirdly, whaaaaaat going on with Carlos???? 😅

Much love, I just came across your page😽💜👌😘

THANK U BB🥺

You know I was wondering the same thing about his height. Unfortunately I can’t answer the question because I only got to see him when he was coming in and leaving in the car so I didn’t get to see him standing, but from what I was told by my colleagues he really is super tall irl

So the thing with Carlos fmennwnw

Conext first: my boss had actually promised my colleagues and I that we would get to see the drivers and then she said that the end that she wasn’t able to get us in so we were all super disappointed. Keep in mind that by this time I was kinda drunk from the gin I was gifted. The only way to get out of the Canadian GP for customers was either to walk for 40 minutes or to take a boat shuttle. For the employees we had to walk or to take this SUV that could take anywhere between half an hour to an hour to come.

So my colleagues and I were planning on walking at the beginning and then we managed to catch one of the cars and got in. We were like 10 ppl in a 7 ppl car with me sitting on my friend’s lap💀💀On the way back to the metro inside the SUV, we noticed a Ferrari in front of us and we immediately noticed that Carlos was driving it so we all started freaking out. He stopped for a second to sign a bunch of caps for fans and I saw that as my occasion to get out of the car and go get a selfie except on the way out, one of my shoes feel and I had a sprained ankle so I was running hella funny, then when I was like 0.5 seconds away from him I yelled out his name with my cracked voice💀 AND HE DROVE OFF SO QUICKLY

I’m about 99% sure he heard me and saw me and I’m sure that’s why he left. Which I don’t blame him for at all. Like can you imagine seeing a black SUV pulls up behind you and a crazy drunk girl wearing only one shoe starts running towards you screaming your name? EMBARRASSING 😩the worst thing is my friend has a video that stops just before all of this happened. Tho I’m glad he didn’t film it cause I’m pretty sure I flashed everyone in the dress I was wearing💀💀💀

Anyway Carlos sweetie I’m so sorry, I would’ve left too if I were you

[crayondinos]

okay so i just kinda want to word vomit/rant a little and the only person who would be okay with that is like SUPER busy rn now so i don't want to bother them

i've been volunteering for the parks system the next county over and it has been awesome! i haven't told any of the people about the jw stuff and my mom hasn't joined me so they all just know me as an awkward homeschooled kid! i'm terrified of mom or dad telling them about being jehovah's witnesses and ruining what i have going. this is my only connection to the outside world since none of my job applications have gone anywhere and if i lose it...

speaking of the job stuff, i got told that the parks director might want to hire me!!!! most of the jobs available want you to have a drivers license and i'm waiting to get mine till i turn 18 (only 4 months till then btw) so we don't have to pay for classes cause its like 500 dollars.

i have a part tonight. i'm sick of this. i wasted several hours of my life working on it. the worst thing is, well the two worst things ig are 1: i am really proud of how good it is and 2: i'm looking forward to maybe being told that i did good. the last talk i did the chairman said i did 'incredible'. he said it from the stage and i really liked it. i hate that i liked it.

i hate all i have to do to keep up the appearance of being a good jehovah's witness. i hate doing service three to four times a week and doing my bible reading -actually i kind of enjoy the studying but i hate that i have to do it to avoid suspicion- and i hate having to be "neutral" and i hate having to pretend to agree with everyone's political views despite the fact that we are supposed to stay neutral! LIKE NO MR. BROTHER MAN I DONT GIVE A SINGULAR SHIT ABOUT WHOS IN OFFICE RIGHT NOW BECAUSE IM NOT FREAKING SUPPOSED TO!!!!!!! i hate that i seem to be the only one acting the way jehovah's witnesses are supposed to when i don't even believe this stuff.

there was a bible study, we'll call them R, who started coming to the congregation my family goes to and mom got really attached to them. then R blocked the person studying with them, my mom and numerous other people. I never got their phone number. R stopped their study. my mom cried alot about it. i had to pretend to be sad but in reality i was so freaking happy. they had just graduated high school and they had short cut purple hair and lots of ear piercings and they did marching band. they gave such gay vibes but i have no idea if they are. we ran into R at the grocery store after the meeting a few weeks ago and they were polite as was mom. mom avoided saying anything about the meeting to make us seem more approachable i guess? thats how she explained it later to me in the car. mom waited until we had walked far enough away and then hugged me, hard, when she pulled away her eyes were wet and i felt like a piece of shit for not caring about what had upset her.

i have a car, my aunt moved across the world to be a need-greater and she gave it to me. i'm paying her back by selling some stuff for her.

i don't like myself. i inherited both my parents anger. i feels like the anger twisted together to create a person whose muscle fibers and bones are made solely from hatred, hatred for others, hatred for myself, hatred for life and for death. hatred for almost everything. i don't want to be shunned by my family. i love my family just as much as i hate them. they are everything to me but i can't live in this awful religion forever. i can't serve a god i despise for my whole life. i can't tell people they will see the people they love alive again when i don't believe it. i can't pretend to agree with the hatred this organization is practically weaved with. im so fucking scared. i'm scared of my family hating me, of my mom, dad, little sisters and little brother not talking to me again. i know my dads not going to live for more then a decade. he has so many health problems. i hate that at his funeral i most likely will not be able to talk to anyone, i know that i will be disfellowshipped once i leave. i'm queer and planning on committing so much "serious sin" and i'm not going to be sorry, not one fucking bit.

i would kms if i wasn't such a coward

[girlschasinggirls]

I need some advice. I recently was broken up with and I'm reeling from it. We met when i was 19 and he was 32 and we ended up hooking up 6 years ago. He didn't tell me until after we hooked up that he had a wife which started a crazy feud, but he eventually divorced his wife and convinced me to be in a relationship with him. The relationship was pretty rocky at first because he was very emotionally abusive. Like he would constantly reprimand me for doing the wrong thing and saying the wrong thing and would lecture me for hours and not let me sleep until I agreed with him. I used to live with him sometimes because my mom got evicted and i couldn't hold down a stable job because I had an untreated learning disability and he would pick fights with me every day when I would say/ do the wrong thing and sometimes he would even kick me out.

While he did all this its v confusing bc he was also very good to me at the same time?? He helped me out when I was evicted and let me live rent free with him. He helped me get my diagnosis and helped me look for a job. He helped me get over some of my insecurities and would urge me to go to therapy and helped me get my driver's license. The last 2 years he started becoming more spiritual and became a lot nicer to me (He would still reprimand me but not as often) and urged me to do yoga and meditation. He started getting serious and during that time he was throwing ideas around of leaving everything behind and going to a yoga center etc. I was so drained atp from the constant mistreatment and feeling like I wasn't a priority so I went outside the relationship to explore my options. i met a guy that I was going to meet for dinner and just talk to, but I was drugged and assaulted. I felt so guilty that I told my boyfriend and he broke up with me. This was a year ago. Since then, we've been on and off because he would come back but couldn't commit because he couldnt trust me. Early this year he moved to a different state and he reached out to me to ask if I wanted to visit him out there in the summer. I was cautious but I agreed because I missed him. We started calling and texting every day and he started hinting that he wanted a relationship with me again. I started catching feelings again and was grateful for the opportunity to make things right because I fucked up. I bought the plane tickets and two days after I bought them he told me that he was getting women flirting with him out there and that he wanted to explore his options. I was so upset and I asked him why we couldnt work things out, he told me he still couldnt trust me after what happened. He told me it's best if I get a refund on the tix and just stay home. I felt so crushed, I felt like I was lead on and I feel so ashamed and guilty over what I did. The worst part is I felt like I ruined everything and it's my fault that the relationship ended the way it did. What do I do???? I have no friends and no one to talk to.

sorry for short and perhaps underwhelming answer but the best option for you is to break up immediately and begin to heal and move on with your life. ghost him cold turkey. block him on absolutely everything and do not respond to any attempts he makes to reconnect if he ever finds a way. your relationship with him in the past has been full of pain and uncertainty and that’s exactly what your future also holds. im so sorry that happened to you on your date and the fact he is focused on himself being hurt by you going on a date and continuing to fuck you around instead of supporting you through that traumatic event even though you were assaulted tells to his character especially considering he literally cheated on his wife and lied to both of you about it. please message me on or off anon if you need to talk about anything at all. best of luck xx

[selamat-linting]

im currently on a road trip with my coworkers and so far :

-my coworkers are EVIL. everyone keep teasing each other trying to get someone carsick. even our designated driver went ham once we're in the freeway and the girl sitting besides me keep yelling and encouraging him to go even faster.

-my senior has the worst taste in music. the one guy who can differentiate between edm, house, and trap. of course, he holds the aux. we spent two hours in the car with shitty tiktok remixes. IM FIGHTING FOR MY LIFE IN HERE

-my legs are cramped. the sun roof was only for the front seat but everyone in the middle and backseat keep standing up in their seats trying to make aesthetic recordings of them enjoying the hole on top of our car. no one in this car could sit still. the road we're going through is filled with holes and bumps in the road. yes none of us wear seatbelts

-fifteen minutes of this cacophony of grown adults screaming to go faster, the worst music you have ever listened to, other grown adults shuffling about to jump at the sun roof, everyone else falls asleep.

-however, the sight of the forests are beautiful. wherever i go, i always see the sea on the horizon. this is the first time i cant find the sea, and tbh it feels kinda weird but in a good way.

-we've arrived at our destination. and HOLY SHIT NOBODY TOLD ME A RIVER WOULD BE THAT BIG. i will be posting some pics soon. but anyway yeah. im a fucking city boy

-our first destination is the mall. which is ridiculous since we work at a mall as well. literally the shops are all the same, even the placements between every kiosks are similar. the only difference is that i dont know anyone working there, and i dont know the employees only side entrances. and okay, the ceiling of this mall is much higher.

-we are now in a cafe, hanging out. overall, my current score of this experience is 10/10. worst experience ever. literal hell. would do it all over again lmao. will update later

[miyagihawk]

why’d you only call me when you’re high? pt. 2 | eli “hawk” moskowitz x reader

part one

here’s part 2 by popular demand! based off the arctic monkeys song and amazing request by @deadbeatharlz <3 thank you guys for the support on part 1 im so happy you liked it :)

warnings: self harming behavior, LOTS of swearing, alcohol and drug abuse, sooo so angstyyyy buckle up

summary: it’s been 3 months since your last night with hawk, and you haven’t been yourself.

word count: 3,062



The past 3 months have been rough. Maybe the worst you’ve ever been. You fell into the deep hole that you dug yourself. The hole of loving Hawk Moskowitz.

You never thought you’d be one of those people who let unrequited love devastate their whole being. In fact you always thought the whole heartbreak thing was pathetic and melodramatic. Until it happened to you.

You hate yourself for letting him have this effect on you. But there’s a pestering voice in the back of your mind that reminds you: it’s all your fault. He didn’t ask you to love him. It’s just easier to blame him for your downfall.

Parties, drugs, alcohol. Sex with people you don’t even know. High on the same drug that compelled him to call you in the night.

You’ve become so desperate to forget him that you ruined yourself. It hurts your pride to be the whiny heartbroken girl who let a stupid boy’s rejection shatter her self worth. But the hole is too deep and there’s no hope trying to grasp onto the dirt walls to get out.

The worst part of it is that he sees it all. At school, (if you even go) he looks at you like the scum of the earth as he passes by with his little karate gang. When you end up at the same party, he’ll have a disgusted expression on his face and leave as if he can’t bare to look at you. 

Tonight is one of those nights, and you watch him from across the backyard as he goofs around with his friends. He hasn’t noticed you yet, hence why he’s even still here and not on his way out the door to get away from you.

“If you stare at him any longer, I think he’ll shoot up into flames,” your best friend Robby hands you a cup, and you don’t hesitate before downing its unknown contents. The burn in your throat makes you hum with content.

“That’s the plan,” you take your eyes of off Hawk to look at Robby. You gesture to his own cup in his hand, “Are you gonna drink that?”

“Easy there, Y/N. We got here 5 minutes ago,” he warns, but holds out the drink towards you anyway. Robby’s always been worried about you and your habits, but he knows how you can be when you’re told no.

You swallow down the drink in a few seconds, ignoring his remark. “5 minutes? I can beat my record!” you cheer sarcastically, and start walking to the kitchen in search of a keg. Robby follows closely behind you, a wary look on his face.

The fuzzy feeling starts to take over your body as you throw back drink after drink. It’s the buzz you crave every second of every day because it just makes you feel so good. Everything is happier and your cares feel so far away. Hawk feels so far away.

You sit on the couch next to Robby in your dazed trance, drunkenly rambling to him about random things. He glares at anyone who comes near you and looks like they would take advantage of you in your state.

Robby really hates you like this, but he can’t help but feel protective over you. He’s not even a fan of parties; he really only goes to keep an eye on you. You’re grateful even though you act like you hate it when he babysits you.

“Heyyy pretty Y/N! Want some?” Yasmine approaches where you sit, a joint held between her fingers. Her eyes are drooped and she sways as she stands.

You reach out to take the blunt, but you feel Robby push your arm down. “You’re already drunk. That’s enough,” he says sternly, making you roll your eyes.

“I can do what I want, Dad,” you taunt, and take the joint from Yasmine. Smoke fills up your lungs, immediately giving you pleasure. Robby just shakes his head in disapproval as the air around him becomes hazy.

“I’m going to the bathroom. Stay here,” he orders, getting up from the couch.

You nod, but of course, you don’t listen. The sound of splashing from outside sets off a lightbulb above your head and you feel like you’re floating while you walk to the backyard.

Right as you step out of the house, you make eye contact with none other than Hawk. He gives you a distasteful look like always, before turning back to his group. Asshole.

You just scoff and stumble towards the pool, where a couple is making out and a few people are drunkenly playing with the water like little kids.

Reaching the edge of the pool’s rim, you let yourself fall in with a splash. You feel the pressure in your ears start to build as you sink to the bottom. Maybe it’s the fact that you’re cross faded, but being underwater feels like a world of bliss.

The loud music of the party is muted, creating a sense of serenity. The legs of the other people in the pool make you laugh to yourself, sending bubbles from your mouth to the surface. It’s glittery and pretty and you want to stay forever.

You don’t know how long you’re under there for, but you don’t notice your lungs running out of air. It just feels good to be alone for a second. Next thing you know, you feel your eyes start to droop closed; a strange peace overcoming your body.

A loud thrashing noise in the water makes you wake up with a gasp. You swallow too much water as you feel someone grab hold of your arm. It’s all a blur and you’re being pulled up to the surface, taking you away from the tranquil world you were just in.

The music is pounds against your ears again and the air is cold on your skin. You feel your body being laid down on the concrete of the poolside, but everything feels numb. You just feel sleepy and you want to close your eyes again.

“Y/N, hey, wake up. Wake up,” a voice makes your eyes shoot back open. Someone is looking down at you, with a hand shaking your shoulder. Your vision is somewhat blurry, but the mohawk gives it away. It’s him.

You suddenly become aware of the large amount of water in your lungs and you turn over to your side to cough it up. After you get it all out, you notice the people at the party looking at you with eyes of pity mixed with judgement.

“What the fuck were you doing? You could’ve died, are you fucking stupid?” Hawk curses, but even in your inebriated state you can hear a hint of worry in his voice.

You sit up to face him. He looks angry; his clothes and hair are as wet as yours.

Maybe it’s the lack of oxygen in your brain, or maybe it’s the marijuana and alcohol, but you just feel the urge to laugh. So you do. Like a complete maniac. The way he probably just saved your life like he cares is sickly comedic to you.

His face twists in confusion as you break out into a fit of giggles. “Are you serious? You’re fucking insane, Y/N,” he gets up, shaking his head at you. He gives a glare to the people staring, and they look away in fear.

You think he’s going to leave like usual, but he surprises you by grabbing your arm to pull you up. People whisper amongst themselves as he drags you through the backyard, going through a gate that leads to front of the house. You trip over your own feet, still feeling dizzy from almost drowning, but he just pulls you along.

“What are you doing?” you ask, tugging on your arm to try and release it from the tight grip he has on you. You’re both dripping chlorinated water, leaving a track of drops on the concrete below.

“You’re going home Y/N,” he says sternly. You two arrive at his car and he opens the passenger door. “Get in.”

“Hey!” a voice yells from the house and you both turn to see Robby rushing towards the car. He looks pissed, and now you remember him telling you to stay put. Shit.

“Robby I-”

“Don’t get in there with him Y/N,” he says, sending a death stare to the boy next to you.

“I’m taking her home, Keene, so back the fuck off. Get in Y/N,” Hawk snaps, clenching his fists.

You keep quiet, not wanting to add to the fire already starting. They loathe each other; if not because of the karate rivalry, then because of you. To Robby, Hawk broke your heart and made you spiral. To Hawk, Robby is the piece of shit who he thinks is your boyfriend, and he won’t admit it but he’s jealous.

“You’re not driving her, asshole. You’re probably as drunk as her,” Robby reaches to take your arm, but Hawk pulls you back.

“You don’t know shit about me, Keene. I’ve been sober for three months, so yeah, I will drive her,” Hawk picks you up like you’re a doll, placing you in the passenger seat and closing the door. You don’t resist, you just feel tired and your head starts to pound as if the mix of drugs in your system are punishing you. The window’s down, so you can still hear the two boys loud and clear.

I’ve been sober for three months, his voice echoes in your head.

“Oh so now you care so much about her? It’s your fault she’s like this!” Robby raises his voice even more, starting to move towards Hawk threateningly. You begin to feel scared that a physical fight might actually break out, but you don’t know what to do.

“I’m not the one who almost let her die a few minutes ago, am I? Just fuck off, we’re leaving,” Hawk dismisses him, walking around the car to the driver’s seat. You’re surprised by his self control to not throw a punch, especially with his reputation.

“Robby, it’s okay. I just want to go home. I’ll call you, alright?” you reach your hand out of the window in reassurance and he takes hold of it. Hawk clenches his jaw as he turns on the engine.

“Promise you’ll be careful? I’m sorry I left you,” Robby furrows his eyebrows in worry. When he came out of the bathroom, someone filled him in on what happened to you and he almost had a heart attack.

“Promise. And it’s my fault,” you hook your pinky with his, before the car pulls out of the curb and separates you from your best friend. He watches you guys drive away, an anxious expression etched on his face.

The whole situation has sobered you up pretty well, and now you’re left with a throbbing headache, wet clothes, and awkward tension. You hate it. Being sober. You miss the foggy feeling that prevents you from thinking too hard about things. But now you’re inches away from the boy who broke your heart, all by choice.

You don’t know why you agreed to go with him, but did you even have a choice? You’re confused by his actions. He acts like he hates you but he jumps in a pool for you. He yelled at you but he’s driving you home. It all makes you overthink and it causes your head to ache even more.

You hold your head in your hands to try and ease the pain as Hawk drives quietly.

“You good?” he breaks the silence. His voice is softer compared to how he talked to Robby minutes ago.

“Head hurts,” you mumble.

“What were you doing back there? If I didn’t get you out, you’d probably be in the hospital right now,” he says. You peek at him through your hands and his eyes are on the road.

“I don’t know,” you sigh. “It was just peaceful. I didn’t really even think about breathing.”

He scoffs. “Well that’s just fucking stupid. You’re lucky I noticed you were under for so long.”

“Well thanks,” you reply quietly, feeling like a little kid being scolded.

There’s a couple beats of silence before he speaks, “What happened to you?”

The question makes you sit up and look over at him. “What are you talking about?”

“The old Y/N wouldn’t even touch a drink. You’re different,” Hawk taps his finger on the wheel in thought. His icy blue eyes quickly glance at your confused look before returning to the road.

“You happened, Hawk.” You pinch your temples in frustration. Anger starts to bubble up in your stomach at his criticism. At the mention of “old you”.

“I didn’t do this to you,” he shakes his head, as if trying to convince himself of his own words.

“You did,” you raise your voice, making him flinch. “You know it.”

“What, because I stopped sleeping with you? I didn’t make you fall in love with me, Y/N. You did that to yourself,” he spits, sending a knife to your heart and making you see red.

“You knew I loved you way before I said it. But you still stringed me along, didn’t you? You knew I would pick up everytime you called. You knew that I would let you into my bed because I was the girl who loved you no matter how fucking shitty you were!” you fire back, vomiting out words that you’ve wanted to say for months. The alcohol in your system makes you bolder than usual, but you’re grateful for it.

He’s at a loss for words at your outburst so you continue, “I didn’t ask for this Hawk. Loving you. I’m sorry that I’m such a burden and that you hate me so much that you can’t stand being in the same room as me. But please just answer me this and I’ll leave you alone forever. I’ll leave when we show up at the same party and I’ll even hide in the halls so you don’t have to see my face.”

You pause, choking on your words. You didn’t even realize that the car is already parked in front of your house and your clothes are halfway dry.

“Why don’t you love me?” your voice cracks as you spit out the question that has caused you to throw yourself away. The question with an answer that could dissipate your self worth in a mere moment.

Hawk finally looks into your glassy eyes with shock. He could’ve never anticipated what you asked him and his mouth runs dry.

“I told you, I- I don’t deserve someone like you loving me,” he swallows, but you shake your head.

“That’s not what I asked.”

He blinks slowly, trying to come up with an excuse. Any excuse, to avoid telling you the truth. You can see the inner conflict on his face, the panicked speed of his running thoughts.

“You should go home, Y/N,” he deflects, turning away from you. Putting on his mask to keep you from reading him like a book.

“I’m not going until you tell me,” you demand.

“Just get out of the car, fuck!” Hawk yells, slamming his hands down on the steering wheel. It makes you jump a little, but you’re too angry to fear the flames in his eyes.

“Why can’t you just tell me!” you fire back. “You came to me almost every night, so why do I feel something that you don’t? Is it me? Is there something wrong with me?”

“What do you want me to fucking say Y/N! That I do love you? Fucking fine. I love you. Is that what you wanted to hear? Just get out.”

I love you.

The same words you said that made him leave.

“You don’t even mean that,” you blink back your tears.

His voice is softer now, more gentle. “If I didn’t mean it then I wouldn’t have said it.”

“You said you needed me and then you left me,” your voice shakes and you hate how pathetic you sound.

“I-I didn’t leave you,” he stammers before taking a deep breath. “I left because you wanted something more than I could give you. I would’ve felt like a selfish asshole if we became more than just sex, Y/N. You deserve someone like Keene and yeah he’s a pussy but he’s good. Better than me.”

It feels like every piece in the puzzle is being put together. Everything makes sense. He does love you, but he was just afraid. He can’t be near you because it hurts too much to see someone he can’t have. Somehow, you can’t find the anger you’ve held against him for these past months; you just understand him now.

“I’m sorry, alright? For everything. For treating your feelings like shit. All of it.”

You swallow, thinking about his words. It all feels too much and the truth is now looking you in the eye, demanding an answer. You love him, but he dropped your heart on the floor for you to pick up every shard. Is one sorry going to magically fix everything?

“I- I don’t know what to say,” you admit, and he nods in understanding.

“You don’t have to say anything. Let’s just... move on. And you get better... I hate seeing you like this,” Hawk scans your red eyes and dilated pupils. “We’ll get to a better place and you and me, we’ll be good.”

It’s bittersweet, but he’s right. Being together now just because he loves you back would be a huge jump that would only end in broken hearts and toxic cycles. It would be foolish. As much as you want him, the only person who can fix you is yourself.

So it’s a meet up at the top of the mountain, when you’ve both made the journey from opposite sides.

“A better place,” you reiterate, before placing a light kiss to his cheek and leaving the car with a new sense of closure.

a/n: that was longer than i planned and a freaking roller coaster!!!!!!! im not sure if there should be a part 3? lmk what you think maybe it’ll just be short. but hehe i added robby into the mix he was so cute. ty for reading!

taglist for people who wanted part 2 :) ty friends for the support <3 @littlered6307 @deadbeatharlz @spiderman-berries @axastasiasstuff @r0-xie @estupidteen @hawkwhore @idkwhatishouldput4

[professional-benaddict]

Hello.. um I'm not sure if you're still taking prompts and if you'll even write this one if it's way out of your comfort zone.. but could you do one where Tony and Stephen are doctors at a hospital and Peter goes into the ER with bad stomach pains and it turns out to be constipation or something.. if you're not comfortable writing it I understand

hii darling!! here it finally is!! tbh this was a bit tricky to write but i hope you like it :3 💗💗

Doctor Tony, +18 Peter, Doctor Stephen, ER visits, examinations, constipation, pain, miscommunications, relationship problems, making up, fluff

It had started earlier that same week. A sharp stabby pain in his lower abdomen, which left Peter breathless and a little dizzy. However, the boy’s work moral did not allow him to slow down. After all, it’s just pain, right? Everyone gets tummy aches.

Expect the pains continued, and only became more and more frequent as the week went on. Peter couldn’t think of any other symptoms or any possible explanations for his pain. But, on Thursday night, when Peter was unable to fall asleep due to his pains, he called an Uber with a shaky voice.

The Uber driver seemed concerned, but luckily they didn’t bother Peter with too many questions, and just dutifully drove him to the ER. The boy thanked the driver for the ride, and for the well wishes. He had to walk into the ER nearly doubled over. A nurse caught onto Peter’s signs of distress fairly quickly at the reception, and she directed him inside. It still took half an hour before a doctor called Peter’s name in the waiting room.

At first, Peter was relieved that it was finally his turn. The pain was making him breathy and sweaty from straining. Even though he was in the ER, and everyone was either in pain or distress, he still felt too awkward and shy to truly show how much pain he was in. Holding it in only made it worse. And so did seeing Stephen Strange.

“Peter? As in, Tony’s boyfriend Peter?” Stephen asked, looking slightly dumbfounded. “I remember seeing you here now and then. I’m Stephen Strange.”

“Hi…” That was all Peter could muster to say back. He did remember the doctor somewhat. Tony has mentioned him a few times at home, but Peter couldn’t gather his thoughts to say that.

“Okay, you don’t sound too good. Can you stand up? I’ll take a look at you. Does Tony know you’re here?”

“No, no, don’t tell ’im, please…” Peter whimpered, gasping in pain as Stephen helped him up.

“All right, all right. Come on, I’ll help you. It’s just down this hall.”

———

Twenty minutes later, Strange had ordered some pain relief for Peter. In return, Peter let a nurse take some blood for sampling, and peed in a cup as well. Peter’s cheeks burned hot at that last part, but he knew this was the better alternative. He’d rather be embarrassed in front of Strange, than his own doctor boyfriend, Tony.

“Are you sure you don’t want me to get Tony? He’s still here.” Strange asked, and gently guided Peter onto his back to examine his abdomen.

“N-no, don’…”

Peter’s breath hitched sharply at the pain bursting in his stomach as the doctor moved his knees back to lay straight. The young man had to take a few deep breaths to settle before he was ready to be examined.

“Try to relax as much as you can.” Strange said, bringing his gloved hands to Peter’s stomach.

Once Peter had gotten a bed in the ER, he had taken his jeans off to relieve the extra pressure on his stomach, then hidden most of his body under the blanket on the bed. The doctor had good access to his patient’s abdomen, and he pressed his fingers down as much as he could before Peter protested.

“Ah-aH!”

“Sorry, sorry. Breathe for me, you’re okay. Any pain here?”

Peter shook his head. Strange’s hands were just below his ribcage, although Peter could only feel them and not see them. Closing his eyes and focusing on his breathing was all Peter could muster.

“Ah-ow-Jesus…”

“Sorry, I’m done now. You did good, Peter.”

Peter could hear the doctor snapping off his gloves, so he opened his eyes to look.

“So, what’s wrong with me?” Peter asked, his voice tired. Strange looked up from the chart in his hands.

“Based on what you told me earlier about when and how your symptoms started, I think you’re just constipated.”

“Just- just constipated? But, it hurts like hell!”

“Yeah, constipation can hurt a lot. I’m ordering some oral laxatives for you that you can take now and then head home. You can have some painkillers too, to get through the worst of it.”

“So… none of those enemas?”

“No, laxatives can do the trick too. Why? Have you been constipated before?”

“Well…” Peter’s cheeks burn even hotter now than earlier when he had to pee in that cup.

“Peter? It’s best to tell the truth. Trust me, I’ve heard it all and way worse.”

It still took Peter a few moments before he could speak up.

“This has happened before… And Tony- he gave me an enema.” Peter said, his cheeks and ears flaming hot at the revelation. “I- I hated it…”

“I said he was full of shit, just like he is now.”

Peter snapped his head up at that voice and cringed back when he saw his boyfriend, Tony, holding back the curtain around Peter’s bed.

“I-I told you not to tell him!” Peter yelped at Stephen, his voice high-pitched with tears and panic.

“I didn’t-”

“The nurses talk a lot and word travels fast here.” Tony explained before pulling the curtain back again, then came over to Peter. “Why didn’t you call me, babe? I could have helped you quicker.”

“Not with those- those god awful enemas you’re not!” Peter snapped back, curling up on himself, away from Tony.

Stephen and Tony shared a look, and Stephen shrugged his shoulders before leaving the prescription for the laxatives on the little bedside table.

“You can pick them up at the hospital pharmacy. Just follow the signs and you’ll find it. Feel better, Peter.” Stephen said kindly, then exited quietly.

Even when they were left alone, Peter did not face Tony and continued to cry and pout.

“Hey… You okay?”

“No.” Peter sniffled. “I’m full of shit, like you said.” He added, daggers in his tone. Tony laughed lightly and moved to rub at Peter’s shoulder.

“It’s just a joke. But, I’m sorry if it hurt you. I didn’t mean that. Hmm? Baby? Can we go to the pharmacy and then head home? I’ll make you tea and rub your tummy.”

Despite his upset, hearing Tony saying such caring and sweet things with that tone of voice made Peter feel content and looked after. He had been avoiding his boyfriend ever since the pain started, but now he realised how much he missed this. Being looked after and taken care of. Peter sniffled again and nodded slowly.

“There you go. I got you, baby, don’t worry.”

“Promise me, no more enemas.”

“Promise, babe. I promise.”