#i hope you're doing well!!! i'm sure you're very busy but we never talk anymore and i miss you

[cowboyjimkirk]

Doc anon. To answer your date question, you could potentially ask someone close to you like a friend or sibling? Hey, even a relative in general that you don’t mind going with(I once took my mom as my date once and it was a lot of fun)!

thank you for the tip! i will probably take my dad or my older sister if i can't find anyone else, but i'm feeling a little adventurous and an actual date sounds like fun:)

[bykshre]

We Found Love

charles leclerc x female reader (smau) 1/2

summary: you and charles were meant to be together even if the media, society and his girlfriend criticized you.

trope: childhood friends to lovers, ferrari driver x head strategist , mean gf (no hate to any of charles' gf's, ex or current.)

a/n: i know i know im the worst updater and writer ever (I'm sorry okay 😭 I'm busy and I lose motivation lol)but im back slowly but surely, and this is so new! My first F1 fic aahh :D This is very small, I just needed to get this out (monza took my heart away!) hope y'all like it hehe xx.

Months before MONZA

ursernames

life lately - enjoying the break before it's Monza ❤️‍🔥🌷🌺🌠🪽🥨🍽️🪡⌨️👠💎

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lewishamilton looks like someone had fun!

⤷ ursernames obviously mate 🧉!!

charles_leclerc wannabe artistic ass 😘😻🤡

⤷ ursernames shut up donkey 🐴🫏😊

kikagomez 💫💗

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@Ynniequeenn

I'm surprised Charles isn't spending the vacay with her. Sounds fishy but they still act close 😕. I don't know man.

⤷ @chrshls: people like you suck! get a life.

charles_leclerc

everything is good 🩵

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joristrouche amazing!

ursernames leooo awwww

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pierregasly simba and leo meetup soon? 😂

⤷ charles_leclerc soon!

alexandrasaintmleux amores <3

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ursernames

thank you for the wishes everyone, just took another lap around the earth 🌍 🌷🌺🩵

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formula_1 happy birthday to the best-ever strategist!

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scuderiaferrari buon compleanno stargirl!

⤷ ursernames grazie mille!

charles_leclerc joyeux anniversaire ma meilleure fille

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mlnmarta joyeux anniversaire ma soeur

⤷ usernames 💞💞

oscarpiastri have a great day old lady 🥳

⤷ ursername when i catch you oscar when i bloody catch you! 😵😵

f1wags&insiders

BREAKING 🚨 Charles Leclerc and Alexandra Saint Mluex were fighting at a party! Apparently, it was the same birthday party held for Y/N's 27th birthday. What are your thoughts 💭?

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alexfp i just can't stand this anymore! It's clear that something's up with charles 😐

leclecice bro, alex is straight up toxic just admit it she is NOT a paddock queen neither the IT wag ughh 🥱🥱

lestappenfpp time for charles WDC lesgoo

ynstan will charles and yn ever date? they have that CHEMISTRY yk

malenalexx it's definitely something to do with charles

⤷ unknownchaaa smartest alex fan..

ynstrategyss literally how crazy can Alex even get until they fuck up yns birthday party?! seriously i lost my respect for her.

alexandrasaintmluex

🌺🌺 floral vibes 🌺🌺

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alexfp omg our queen 👑!!

foralexa hi alexx i hope you're doing well ❤️‍🩹 you look gorgeous btw 🤩

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kikagomez 💫😵⭐

rebeccadonaldson literally so pretty 🌺🌺

⤷ alexandrasaintmluex says the prettiest!

charlesfanpage charles not in the likes? sus.

leclecicecreammm someone's tryna churn content asap b4 the breakup LOLL

⤷ alexandrasaintmluex you're hilarious. 🥱

ynstrategyss hope y'all okay...

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2 weeks before Monza, at the Ferrari HQ

"Hey, can we talk, please?" Charles asked Yn as the meeting begun to wrap up.

"What do you want, Charles? Does making me look like a fool on my birthday not enough?!" You said very honestly.

"No,no, mon cher, listen to me."

"I'm sorry for whatever Alex caused during your birthday party. I wanted the party to be nice and surrounded by your close friend's and family. I'm regretful I chose to bring Alex as a tag along. She wanted to go and I can't say no anyways."

"What's your point, Charles? I'm tired of this drama. I am." You said,

"Yn, we've been friends since so young, we spent almost every day with eachother, basically inseparable. Maman practically consideres you her the daughter she never had and you're really close to my family and brothers. Even with my exes you had a close bond with them."

"Mhm, that's right I loved your exes." You said slightly smiling,

"Ever since I dated Alex, she.... she liked fame and attention. Even if she didn't show it much. And when she saw us being close and basically just friends, she got mad and jealous. I didn't realise much until you told me when she confronted you."

"She reads a lot of the news, tweets and those tiktok edits of us that is all over social media. She is influenced by them. And I honestly don't get how they consider our bond romantic but not platonic."

"Alex has been fighting a lot with me past few months. We are not close, anymore. Not liked we used to be. She's constantly screaming and I can't stand her anymore."

"Mon ange, whatever happens with you and her, please... just tell me. I saw the texts she sent you and it wasn't pleasant. Why have you been keeping this a secret. Please ange, don't do it anymore."

"I don't know how longer I can sustain this relationship if it continues to be as toxic as this." Charles said earning a pout from you.

" Charlie, I wanted to see you happy with Alex. I'm sorry about what's been happening at home. I'm sorry too.." you said,

" Are we good?"

"Yeah we are, Charlie" you said, earning a tight hug from you best friend.

It's undeniable that you've always liked Charles. He was handsome, he was everything a women could've dreamt of. And obviously you're one of them. You'd never had the chance to confess and you think you'd never will. It's better to blossom a good, sustainable friendship rather than risking it all for a relationship. Your a simple person, you're critical and realistic.

When Alex confronted you about your relationship with Charles, it hit you till the pit of your heart. You begun thinking if you were too clingy or romantic with Charles. You begun distancing yourself from him thinking you were at fault. You did not want to be a homewrecker,ever.

Although Charles confrontation settled a little of your thoughts, you cannot deny the growing feelings for Charles in that heart of yours.

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charles_leclerc

P4. Deluso ma abbiamo dato tutto. Grazie a tutti voi per esserci sempre. E domani, andiamoooooo 😍

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ursername let's get it ✨✨

speedingcharles we counting on u buddy

anthoinetrouchet let's get it ittttttttt aaa

alexandrasaintmluex 💕

ursername

story, 1hr ago

feels great to back in monza! hoping to make tifosi's proud this weekend 🇮🇹 Let's see what we can do with a P4 and P5.

RACE DAY IN MONZA.

⭐⭐⭐

@F1LiveUpdates:

"Lights out at Monza! Charles Leclerc is in the fight for P1, but all eyes are on Ferrari’s strategy today. Y/N calling the shots 👀 #Monza #CharlesLeclerc #Ferrari"

@LeclercFans:

"Y/N on the pit wall, looking like a boss. Monza is hers to win 🔥 #YN #FerrariFam"

Your heart raced as you watched the battle unfold in front of your eyes. Charles was in second, fighting tooth and nail to close the gap on the leader. Your freshly manicured nails hovered over the radio button, ready to call the next move.

The crowd roared in the background, but your focus was razor-sharp. Charles trusted your instincts, and you wasn’t about to let him down.

Y/N (over radio):

"Box, box. Let’s go for the undercut."

Charles

"Copy. Trusting you on this."

The team jumped into action as Charles pitted. Y/N watched with bated breath, hoping the strategy would pay off.

As Charles emerged from the pits, your hands clenched into a fist. The timing was perfect. They had nailed it. It will take time to pass through lando but it'll be worth it. And you knew it.

Y/N (over radio):

"P1. 35 laps ahead. Now hold it. You’ve got this."

The crowd was deafening as the final lap approached. You stood with her arms crossed, staring at the screens, barely blinking. Charles had a three-second lead, but the pressure was immense. Your heart pounded in time with the roar of the engines.

Y/N (over radio):

"Last lap, Charles. Bring it home."

You held her breath as the checkered flag waved and the roar from the grandstands signaled what you'd hoped for.

Charles (over radio):

"We did it! P1! We won, Y/N!"

Bryan (over radio)

"AND P1!"

@F1Live:

"Leclerc takes P1 at Monza! What a race! Ferrari fans are going wild! #CharlesLeclerc #Monza"

@FerrariFans:

"Y/N’s strategy today was perfection. Absolute genius. 🔥 #TeamYN #Ferrari"

@LeclercNation:

"Y/N hugging Charles after that win? Yeah, there’s something there. No one can convince me otherwise. #CharlesAndYN"

charles_leclerc

Siete i numeri 1, Forza Ferrari ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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ursername congrats charliee <3

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⤷ charles_leclerc couldn't done it without you, yn 😘

formula_1 tifosi's pride and joy

lewishamilton enjoy the win mate! great job

oscarpiastri congrats charles!

pascale_leclerc my boy

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⤷charles_leclerc i didnt leave you at the gransdstands this time 😂

ursername

story, 2h ago

FEVER DREAM!! GRAZIE GRAZIE TUTTI MILLE!

@LeclercNation:

"Alexandra needs to chill. Y/N is just doing her job. She’s a strategist, not a homewrecker! #TeamYN"

formula_1

leo meets his papa who just won the italian grand prix! lovely family at sight 🐕🐶🐾

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alexfp ahh the cutiess, though she wasn't here but mah queen is always here to shine

alexandrasaintmluex 😍

lecleccreamss since when did F1 turn into a wag thing. Seriously F1? This content is unnecessary!

alexandramyqueen omg our couple is back yayyy

mimosahater @F1Dramaa post. look at this post.

@F1Drama:

"Rumors are flying that Y/N and Alexandra had a heated argument in the Ferrari garage. How much longer can this triangle last? #CharlesLeclerc #YN"

@FerrariInsider:

"It’s getting messy. Y/N is too professional to get involved, but Alexandra seems to be on edge. #F1Gossip #FerrariDrama"

@LeclercNation:

"Y/N is just trying to do her job, but Alex is clearly feeling threatened. Charles needs to step up. #TeamYN"

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You were packing up in the garage, getting reading to back to the hotel, when Alexandra appeared at the doorway. She looked calm, but there was a fire in her eyes.

"We need to talk." Alex said

You set down your notes, bracing yourself. You replied, "About what?"

"About Charles. About you."

"I’m just doing my job, Alexandra. If you think I’m trying to come between you two, you’re wrong."

Alexandra crossed her arms, stepping closer. "I don’t know if I believe that. I’ve seen the way you two look at each other. I’m not stupid!"

Your jaw clenched. "You’re right. You’re not stupid. But you’re also insecure. And that’s not my problem. I’m here because I’m good at what I do, and Charles knows that."

"Insecure?" Alexandra’s voice was laced with venom. "Do you have any idea what it’s like watching him put you before me over and over again?"

"He doesn’t put me before you, Alexandra. He’s just focused on his career. If you can’t handle that, maybe the problem isn’t me. Maybe it’s your relationship."

Alexandra stared at you, her expression hardening. "You think you’re so untouchable, don’t you? That because you’re the team strategist, you’re safe. But I see the way you want him."

You took a deep breath, stepping forward. "If you’re so sure about that, then maybe you should talk to Charles instead of blaming me."

"Look here, Charles just won the Italian grandprix. It's a big celebration for team. Let's be happy for the win, instead of bringing this up, now."

"Have a great day, Alexandra" you said and left the paddock without any hesitation.

ursername

thank you bryan, charles, carlos, fred and the team for making this strategy happen! to our biggest supporters, the tifosi ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

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lewishamilton absolutely fantastic strategy yn, you made it happen 👑👑

⤷ ursername i absolutely cannot wait for you to get on this team any longer!! tysm lewis, really appreciate it 💕💕💫

charles_leclerc tu as réalisé mon plus grand rêve, merci ma belle stratège, ma meilleure amie bien-aimée 🥇🥇🥳🥳❤️❤️❤️

⤷ ursername you were behind the wheel, you make us all dream mon rêveur, mon soleil 🩷🩷

mlnmarta such a shame i wasn't able to witness this but again, ma petite sœur, tu nous fais tous rêver 🥹

⤷ ursername tu aimes me faire pleurer 🥹❤️

After the Azerbaijan Grand Prix

charles_leclerc

story, 2m ago

Part 2 when?

[sweatervest-obsessed]

Some angst for your morning <3 Love a little fight scene.

wc: 700 (ish)

"You're trying to distract me."

You hummed and shook your head, "I have no idea what you're talking about."

It was very obvious that you were, in fact, trying to distract Spencer from his work. But you couldn't help yourself!

He had been ordered to take the weekend off, Hotch crediting 'burnout' as his reasoning. Spencer did not take likely to this, since it made him feel as though he was slipping, he wasn't good enough for the team.

You, however, were thrilled by the fact that Spencer was forced to take a long weekend.

"Yes. You are."

"Well maybe if you actually took the time off like you were suposed to instead of ignoring me all fucking weekend then we wouldn't have to make me feel like shit for asking for attention from you for one minute." You muttered under your breath, chucking the pillow down where you had been sitting, moving towards the kitchen and away from the living room.

What Spencer had failed to consider was just how happy you were to have him home for a weekend. He failed to recognize the assurance that came with him telling you his definitive whereabouts for three days. He failed to notice the tension leave your shoulders, the smile that edged it way onto your face. Spencer was too busy internalizing what Hotch had said about working to much to realize, that you were hoping to spend this time with him.

Not just sitting in the same room as him as he barely slept and did the exact opposite of what Hotch told him to do.

"What did you say?"

"Nothing." Came your voice from the other room, causing Spencer to frown, because he knew what you said, and he knew that you knew what he said---he could start to see the burnout when he realized how quickly he would spiral in his thoughts.

"Shit."

Placing the book down on the coffee table, he followed where you had gone to, stopping in the door frame.

"What do you want Spencer." Tone flat.

"I-I...You were hoping for more time together this weekend."

You snorted and turned to face him, crossing your arms over your chest. "Someone is finally back on their profiling game I see."

This caused Spencer's cheek to tinge red. He had failed to notice the basic signs of you being upset--Hotch was right. He did need time off.

"I'm sorry."

"That would mean more if it wasn't Monday night and you didn't have work tomorrow."

Spencer dragged a hand down his face. "I don't want to fight."

"I do." You said simply, looking at him expectantly. You were pissed, rightfully so. And up until now, you hadn't said anything. Admittedly, you should have said something to Spencer earlier. However, you were sure that Spencer wouldn't have actually given you his time or focus if you did.

"I--" He just looked at you. "I really don't know what to say to that."

"That's fine. You don't need to say anything. Maybe you should work on your listening skills instead."

"That's not--"

"Fair? I don't know, I think it is. Hotch told you to take the long weekend off to give your brain a break. And did you listen to him? No. I told you about plans I was hoping we would make for this weekend on Friday, that I know you didn't remember. And this whole weekend, you never actually listened to me, barely processing anything I said."

You took a breath, trying to calm yourself down in the moment, but not diminishing your thoughts, because you were right. And Spencer knew it to.

"What can I do to make it up to you."

You looked at him for a moment before shaking your head. "I really don't know Spence. I don't know." You brushed past him, headed towards the bedroom. It's not to say that you lost your fighting spirit, it's just that you were so severely let down by the man you loved that you didn't really know what to say anymore.

Spencer was unsure as to what to do. So he just stood there, watching as you walked away, not moving to stop you. Only flinching when the door to your shared bedroom slammed, and he was still on the other side of it.

[springseasonie]

can you please write something about a whinny mark and cockwarning

love your work💚💚

Something new (M)

Warnings: sexual content, subby mark, unprotected, clothed sex, overstimulation, proofread may still be errors (sorry)

Word count: 1,9k

A/N: I hope you like it. I'm sorry it took so long I've been busy 😭 hope he's whiny enough

"You know how your said honesty is the best policy right?"

You nodded, brow raising at the very obscure nature of his comment. "Yeah..I remember."

"Then, can I be honest about something…something I've been thinking about for a while?" Mark was standing in front of you, hands clinging to his pajama pants. He looked at you with that cute doe eyes look he gives you when he's unsure.

"Sure, go ahead," you said, nodding your head in encouragement.

"Can we try…cock warming," he asked, sighing when you gave him a confused expression.

"What… is that," you asked, squinting your eyes a bit.

"Well," he started, moving to sit down on the sofa next to you,"it's a thing…where I put..it..in you soft."

Mark was so cute when he was shy. You enjoyed his strong and confident personality of course, but he was always so shy and soft with you. You smiled, turning your body to him fully. "And why do you wanna try this?"

"Jaemin was telling me and the bros about it," he shrugged.

Mark was really close with his friends, sometimes a little too close in your opinion. He told them everything, sometimes things about you and him. You cringed every time you heard him talking about the things you two did, never understanding why they had to know about your sex life.

"Is this something he did with his girlfriend? Those 2 are pretty weird," you said, resting your head on the couch.

"Well yeah. He said they did it a couple of times, and it felt…intimate," Mark explained.

"Well I would argue the things we do are already intimate," you said, giving him a smile.

"Yeah they are." His voice trailed off a bit, the memories of you two going at each other coming back to his mind. The way you clung to him, gasping for air as you moaned his name in his ears. The way your hands would just glide all over his body, feeling him in all the right places. The way you would-

"Hello? Mark, you there," you laugh, snapping him out of his daze.

"Yeah, sorry. I was just…thinking about something," he said, looking back at you with a small smile.

You gave him a small laugh, placing your hand on his softly. "If you wanna do it, let's do it."

Mark looked at you a bit shocked and surprised. Usually you don't really listen to his ideas, and usually say you're a bit reserved on them, but for some reason you agreed. "Really?"

"Yeah, why not? I mean I do think it's weird, but it's not like we never did anything weird." You stood up and grabbed his hand, pulling his body off the sofa.

"O-oh, you wanna do this right now," he said a bit exasperated.

"Yeah. Why not," you said, dragging him to the bedroom. You opened the door and practically jumped on your bed dramatically.

"It's not supposed to be sexual…I think," he said, scratching the back of his head. "Jaemin said he didn't get hard."

"You're not Jaemin, so this might be a little different." Mark sits on the bed next to you, taken back when you almost immediately climb over him. You were already wearing nothing but his shirt, so you didn't bother to get undressed. Mark was a bit nervous despite your laid back attitude.

Mark pulled himself out his pants completely soft. He looked up at you, brows raised and his pretty eyes on display. You pulled your panties to the side, smiling at his expression. "You're so cute when you make that face," you said.

"What face?" He watched you as you took him gently, lining his tip with your entrance as you slowly sunk onto him. Mark closed his eyes, letting out a deep breath feeling you wrap around him. It would be humiliating for him to get hard so fast, so he knew he had to keep his mental state strong.

"It doesn't matter anymore, you changed it so fast," you breathed out. "Do you think you'll be able to hold out long?"

"What do you mean?"

"Not get hard," you laughed softly.

Mark opened his eyes, narrowing them at you. "Is that a challenge?"

"No. Not unless you want it to be." You looked down at him, wrapping your arm around his neck.

Mark put his hands on your hips, gripping them tight. It was taking him every ounce of self control to not thrust into you. He had to distract himself quickly. "How was your day," he asked, trying to be normal.

"What? Where did that come from," you laughed.

"Just answer," he whined softly.

"Well, um, it was good because I was here with you all day," you answered, fingers running through the hair on the back of his head. "How was your day?"

"It was okay. Me and Haechan did some music and…"

"And?"

"And, um.." he could barely speak, let alone think. You weren't moving and neither was he, but god, it was really starting to do something to him.

"Mark, baby, you forgot how to speak," you chuckled softly, raising a brow.

"Shut up," he whined, letting out a small defeated groan. "Can we just…change the conversation?"

"Okay…what are you doing tomorrow," you asked.

"You hopefully," he mumbled. "What are you doing?"

"Well since you asked," you started,"I'm going out with Lia and Jennie to brunch. Then we're gonna go get our nails done and then-" You stopped talking almost immediately feeling the growing sensation between your legs. Mark was growing harder with each passing moment in the silence. You looked at him, the man looking down with eyes closed in embarrassment. "That was..fast."

"Shut up," he grumbled.

"You got hard while I was talking about my girls' day plans," you teased, making him groan in embarrassment. "Do my plans with my friends excite you that much?"

"Please…just shut up."

You gave him a soft chuckle moving your arms from his neck and placing your hands on his. This one little action makes him harder, the man starting to breathe heavily underneath you. You decided to play with him a little, moving your hips slowly, letting out a small moan.

Mark's grip on your hips tightened as you moved. The poor man was trying so hard to not get turned on even more, he was failing desperately. He was so embarrassed about how fast he got hard, but you loved it.

"Just move, don't play with me," he whined, burying his face in your clothed chest to hide his blushing.

You bit your lip softly, moving on top of him slowly. With every movement, Mark let out a breathy moan growing harder and harder with every movement. "You're so cute when you're begging." You couldn't see his face but you knew he was blushing. The soft pants against your shirt made your heart flutter. "Does it feel good?"

"Mhm," he breathed softly. "W-wait a second." Mark lifted you off of him, scooting lower on the bed so that he was laying under you. His cheek and ears were so red, it was almost too cute. Mark let out a small whine when you sunk back onto him, now fully hard. "Shit."

"Jaemin definitely lied to you," you said, starting to ride him slowly again. "There's no way he didn't get hard."

"I'm starting to think that," he groaned softly, brows knitting. Mark's hands snaked their way up your bare legs, thumbs pressing into your skin softly. His hands cupped your ass, gripping the flesh softly not wanting to be too rough. You could tell he was holding back a lot, moving your hands from his shoulders to his chest.

You started moving faster, earning whimpers from the man below you. Before you knew it, he moved his hands from your ass and to your shirt, lifting the fabric separating your chest from his eyes. You took the shirt, placing it in your mouth to bite down, holding it up. Mark's whiny and breathy moans increased when his hands groped your chest, squeezing and fondling your breast in his hands.

Mark couldn't take his eyes off your body, the way you moved on top of him, the sheer look on your face - it was heaven. Mark rolled your nipples between his fingers, making you whine loudly in pleasure. Just as the piece of fabric fell from your teeth, Mark started thrusting up into you.

"Just wanna feel you cum around me," he whimpered, hands going from your chest to your hips. He held them tight until your movements came to a full stop. Mark thrusted into you faster, whines and whimpers falling from his lips uncontrollably. "Need to cum in you so bad.."

Your brows knit as you throw your head back, moaning softly. "You're so good for me."

"R-really," he panted, thrusting deeper into you.

"Yeah." Your hand left his chest, slipping between your legs, rubbing your clit fast. "You're such a good boy."

You've never said that to him before, so you were a bit unsure about how he would take it. But the last thing you would've expected was for him to fuck you harder, making you cry out his name.

"I-I'm your good boy?"

"Yes you are baby," you said in breathy moans. You had no idea he was so close, but saying he was a good boy again made him cum on the spot. He came inside you with the prettiest whimper you ever heard him make, eyes closed feeling you squeeze around his overly sensitive tip.

"Y/N, fuck," he panted, still thrusting into you slowly. Tears pricked the corner of his eyes from the overstimulation, not sure if he should lift you off of him or just keep fucking you till he came a second time.

"Keep going baby, I'm almost there." Mark's grip weakened with how sensitive he was. you started riding him again, meeting his thrust with your movements. The one hand that was on his chest gripped his shirt tight as you felt your orgasm starting to creep.

Mark felt you fluttering around him making him thrust faster in you. "Fuck.."

"Are you gonna cum for me?"

Mark nodded fast, desperation all over his face. Just as his hand went from your hips to your waist, you came around him, moaning loudly as your body shuddered against his. The feeling of you squeezing around him was all that it took for him to cum inside you again, pressing his hips into you cumming deep inside you.

Mark let go of your hips, watching you as your body slumped over his tiredly holding his headboard. He stared up at you, a smile tugging at his lips when sweat dripped from your face to his. "That was fun," he said, breathing heavily.

"I never knew you got hard so easily," you laughed. "Boosted my ego, not gonna lie."

Mark rolled his eyes playfully, pushing his hair from his forehead. "You're never gonna let this go are you?"

"Nope," you said, shaking your head. "And I'm never gonna stop calling you a good boy."

Mark's expression changed almost immediately, going from relaxed to flustered. A blush crept its way to his ears, making them a light shade of pink.

"Don't get shy now. You were so cute. I've never seen you so…eager before," you said, lips curling into a small smile.

"I never wanna talk about this again." Mark moved you off of him, eyeing the mess the both of you made between your legs. "We are definitely doing that again," he mumbled.

"Absolutely. Can't wait."

[gemini-sensei]

My Best Friend, Really? | Jaime Reyes x Chubby!Reader

CW: spoilers for the movie, secret relationship, sneaking around, steamy but no smut. Request: What abt the reader being bsfs with Milagro and secretly dating Jaime? Tags: @elisiassideb1tch A/N: I love this but I'm not sure I did it justice, so I hope you all enjoy it <3

The Reyes home was familiar and homey everytime Reader came over, even after it was destroyed and needed a lot of repair. There was never a dull moment in that home, so of course Reader was there to help clean up and start over. No matter what, she'd always be there for her best friend Milagro.

It didn't hurt that Milagro's brother Jaime was smoking hot.

Reader was around so much, she knew about Jaime's secret. She was there to witness the Scarab choose him and it freaked her out. Everything that happened after - with Victoria Kord and Mr. Reyes dying - she saw them through it. She was there for Milagro and the whole Reyes family. She even helped save him.

It was also the even that pushed them together.

After everything, when they had a moment alone, Jaime approached her...

"Reader," he said, voice trailing off as he looked for the right words to say. "I know this has been a lot for you, trust me I know. But I'm glad you were there with my family, I mean, you're practically a part of my family."

"That's sweet," Reader had said, smiling. For a moment, it hurt. She thought he saw her as another younger sister, not something more. Her little crush on his was, well, crushed. But only for a moment. "Thanks for thinking of me that way."

"No, shit," he let out and licked his lips. "That's not what I meant."

"So I'm not like family?"

"You are but you're not."

"Jaime, you're not making any sense..."

"I'm sorry, this is coming out all wrong and- whoa!"

The Scarab, Khaji Da as Reader had come to know it, had used its connection to Jaime to push him into her. It's arms came out to brace against the wall, protecting him as always but effectively pinning Reader to the wall behind her. She stared up at him as he stammered an apology, but she wasn't listening very well. All she heard were the implications Khaji was trying to tell her. So, she took a leap of faith:

"Just kiss me already."

He smiled and did just that.

And while the beginning of their relationship was beautiful and bloomed into something fantastic and wonderful, there was one thing keeping them from sharing it with the rest of the world: Milagro.

She was rather vocal about her brother "staying out of their business" when Reader came over to hang out. When they were young, they'd go to her room and spend time trying new makeup styles to match their clothes, doing each other's nails as they talked about school and movies and whatever was happening in their lives. Jaime was never invited to such things. Whenever Reader took too long getting a drink from the fridge, it was because Jaime stopped her and Milagro would come in to drag her away.

"Go make your own friends," she'd say and stick her tongue out at him.

As they got older, the attraction between Jaime and Reader became too much to deny and they didn't try to stop it. They only hide it from his sister.

But as Reader walked up to the Reyes house, she realized how hard that becoming. When she sat with Milagro in the living room, watching TV, she realized how badly she wanted Jaime on her other side. The two laughed at the TV and made fun of the characters when they made dumb decisions, but deep down Reader wasn't having as much fun. She got too easily distracted when Jaime walked through the room.

Milagro caught her and groaned, rolling her eyes back in a dramatic eye roll. "You're not even paying attentions anymore."

"Sorry," Reader said and turned her attention to her best friend. She smiled even though he eyes wanted to cut back to Jaime. "Maybe we should watch something else? Or go out? We could go to the mall and make fun of all the poorly dressed mannequins."

Milagro hummed, giving her friend a strange look. Jaime walked through again and sparred Reader a look, smiling her way, making Milagro sigh. "Yeah, let's go. Are you driving?"

"You know it," Reader giggled.

That was only the beginning of everything coming undone.

As time passed, Milagro noticed her brother wearing stupid goofy grins whenever he was texting on his phone. He was out a little more than usual, aside from being the great hero Blue Beetle - though he definitely tried to use that as an excuse sometimes. She was keen on taking note of his avoiding questions about a girlfriend from their mother and nana. He was hiding a partner, Milagro just knew it, not that she could prove it though.

She tried to tease him for it but he brushed her off, saying things like "If I had a girlfriend, would you think I'd bring her around?" to which she'd say that if he did, she'd just tell his girlfriend all the embarrassing secrets she has on him. He'd rebuttal with "Another reason not to bring a girl here," with a heavy sigh.

One day, when Milagro was out, Jaime invited Reader over. They had the house to themselves as the rest of his family had gone shopping. They didn't have a lot of time, but it was enough for the two of them. They lay on his bed, entangled in each other as their lips melded together. Reader pushed her fingers into Jaime's soft hair and smiled into the kiss, almost breaking it. He nipped at her lower lip, making her moan.

Things were growing hot and Jaime pinned Reader to the mattress, straddling her hips to keep her down. He pulled away and muttered, "You're so beautiful, mi amor."

She smiled as he sat up on his knees and pulled his shirt off. Her hands wandered his slender waist and up to his toned muscles. He was too hot, burning her up just because she was looking at him.

"It should be illegal to be this hot," she told him.

He chuckled, leaning down to kiss her once more. His hands slid up her waist and squeezed her sides, making her moan and giving him the opportunity to slip his tongue into her mouth. One of her hands went back into his hair, curling her fingers into the thick locks and tugging lightly. He moaned loudly, which would make her giggle if it weren't for his tongue exploring ever crevice of her mouth.

She gently bucked her hips up to further tease him, feeling his hard-on poke her belly. He groaned again and she knew she had him right where she wanted him, making noise and nearly whimpering for her, so she continued the motion.

He pulled away when it became too much. "Oh fuck, Reader, you're gonna-"

The door swung open with a lough exclamation of "Aha!" followed by a shocked "Oh my God!"

The couple turned to the bedroom door, where Milagro stood under its archway with wide eyes. They didn't say anything, shocked and embarrassed to have been caught like this.

They knew she was closing in on them, at least on her brother and his mysterious girlfriend. However, they had not yet figured out a way to tell her about them. Now they didn't have to worry about telling her at all, but this was exponentially worse than what they thought it could have been.

"My best friend, really?" Milagro asked, staring her brother down. Then she turned her attention to Reader. "My brother? Are you serious?"

Reader opened her mouth to say something, but closed it as she realized she didn't know what to say. Everything in her heart combatted her brain and she didn't know what was the right and wrong thing to say. She looked at Jaime, who had moved himself off of her to sit beside her. They were still very close, his bed only a single mattress which gave them little space to do much.

"Mili, I-" Jaime started, realizing that he needed to be the one to say something. "I'm sorry you had to find out this way."

She shook her head. "Oh, don't even try that."

"I'm serious," he said, grabbing his shirt and pulling it back on. "We wanted to tell you, but we just didn't know how."

"Well, let me help you out there," she said, smiling wide and obviously fake. She put on a pleasant voice. "Hey, sis, I just wanted to let you know that I'm fucking your best friend. Is that okay with you? What? It isn't? Well, about that..."

"It's not like that," Reader said, putting her face in her hands to hide the embarrassment she was feeling at that implication. She didn't blame her for thinking that, she'd literally walked in on them about to get it on, if they were even gonna go that far. She took a deep breath and looked up at Milagro. "We really like each other... we have for a while."

The sweet words Jaime had told Reader came to mind, how he'd always thought of her as beautiful. How when he thought he was going to lose everything, she was a part of that everything. She was a big part of his life and that wasn't going to change no matter what. They were close and it was an undeniable fact how that closeness had morphed into love.

"Please, don't be mad at her," Jaime said, looking back at Reader with soft, beautiful eyes. He stared at her for a moment before turning back to his sister and telling her, "I told her that you wouldn't like this. It's my fault it all happened like this. We just didn't want to upset you."

Milagro scoffed. "I'm not upset that you are together. I'm shocked Reader would wanna be with you. I mean, she was here for the kiddie pool incident. I'm more upset that you think I'd be upset about it. Yeah, you're my brother-" she looked at Reader next, "and you're my best friend, you didn't have to hide this from me."

"We're so sorry," Reader said, the guilt finally eating her up. However, with the secret exposed, it was starting to shift and disappear. Her heavy heart wasn't so heavy anymore. "We overthought it, I guess."

"Yeah, you did," Milagro sighed. She shook her head with a little eye roll. "So, how long?"

"Huh?" Jaime let out.

"How long have you two been sneaking around?"

"Four months."

"I knew it," she said and pointed a finger in her brother's face. "At least now you can't deny you have a girlfriend."

"Are you serious right now? That's what you're most concerned with?"

Reader giggled as she watched the siblings banter with one another. It brought some familiarity back to the situation and she was thankful for it. There was nothing better than having her best friend and her boyfriend getting along, well as much as they usually did at the very least.

"Just don't make out with me around, I don't need to see that," Milagro said. She stuck her tongue out in disgust to make her point. Then she moved her hands in circles to gesture to the room. "And whatever you two were about to do in here, don't do it when I'm home. O r actually, don't do it here at all. I don't wanna know you guys do it here."

It was Jaime's turn to roll his eyes. "Well, since you brought it up, you should know that we-"

"Ah! No, leave me out of it," she said and turned to leave. "Keep it to yourselves!"

Jaime smirked and turned to Reader, who was a little flustered after that. He eased it with a small kiss and sighed. "I guess we can always go to your place..."

"That might be for the best," she giggled. However, the mood was ruined, and all she had to say for now was, "She took that well."

They laughed together he hugged her, pulling her close to kiss the side of her face. She fell into a fit of giggles as he pulled her to lay with him on the bed, holding her close. It was all she needed at that moment and it was perfect. Though she expected a lot of teasing in the coming days, which was okay by her. She could take it so long as her boyfriend was by her side and receiving the same amount, likely more, of treatment.

[another-lost-mc]

(Fallen) Angels Round Table Discussion: Fashion

Featuring: A mixed bag of canon and OC angels and some of their fallen brethren.

"So, honest question - who comes up with these outfit designs?"

GABRIEL: Most angels meet with someone from the tailoring guild and they can request what sorts of clothing they'd like.

SERAPHIEL: Clothing is also a popular gift for angels that pass their ascension trials.

"Does hierarchy or rank have anything to do with the types of clothes angels are allowed to wear?"

SIMEON: Not really. It mostly boils down to preference. Certain styles are more practical than others too. For example, most of the warriors choose not to wear robes on a daily basis. I only wear mine for very special occasions.

METATRON: Michael and Lucifer couldn't be more different style-wise and they were both Seraphs.

MICHAEL: I designed a new outfit for Lucifer that was a little bit more...relaxed...but he wouldn't wear it. Asmodeus even helped with it.

LUCIFER: That’s exactly why I refused. You show enough skin for both of us.

"Now that you mention it, is there a practical reason for designing tight clothes with, um, decorative cut-outs?"

RAPHAEL: It helps us stay cool and prevent heat sickness during our hottest season.

HABUHIAH: Loose clothing isn't comfortable to wear underneath armor.

RAPHAEL: I don't think that's much of a concern anymore.

HABUHIAH: You have more faith than I do when it comes to certain demons.

BELIAL: Are you still upset about our little scuffle in the human world? It's been nearly five-thousand years.

URIEL: You mean the pointless war that you started?

BELIAL: It was actually very profitable.

URIEL: You're the worst.

GABRIEL: Shh, darling. Just pretend he's not here.

BELIAL: That's not very nice, Gabe. You haven't missed me even a teeny-tiny bit?

HABUHIAH: You can't be serious.

METATRON: If we have time later, I'd love to talk to you about your involvement in that skirmish. The official records we have aren't very detailed.

BELIAL: Say no more! I'd be delighted to stay as long as necessary and—

GABRIEL: Absolutely not.

"So, back to the whole why angelic clothing is so revealing thing...?”

SERAPHIEL: Right. Well, from a utility point of view, form-fitted clothes usually work best because you still want to be able to move your body freely without any restrictions. Wearing something flimsy like a cloak is a potential disaster too, at least if you're in a fight.

RAPHAEL: Michael learned that the hard way.

URIEL: The younglings were in the garden and got a firsthand demonstration about combat safety so at least something good came from it.

MICHAEL: You set your cloak on fire by accident one time and your friends never let you forget it.

RAPHAEL: That was an accident? I thought you did it on purpose to get out of training that day.

SIMEON: The point is, a lot of those considerations aren't as important as they used to be. Now we simply wear what we like.

AZRA: Are we going to gloss over the other very important reason? That some of us just wanted to look good?

LUCIFER: Riveting input from our resident incubus.

HABUHIAH: What's that gesture Azazel is making with his hand?

SERAPHIEL: I'm not sure, but judging by Lucifer's expression it's probably not nice.

MICHAEL: Their demonic forms are much more impressive than the photos I've seen on Devilgram.

RAPHAEL: Should we try to stop them?

SIMEON: It's more entertaining if we don't.

METATRON: But I don't want anyone to get hurt.

URIEL: Wait, why is Belial fighting now too?

SERAPHIEL: He's upset that his suit got scorched when one of their wayward spells hit him by accident.

GABRIEL: I hope you're pleased with yourself since this was all your idea, Michael. But I have to admit, I expected much worse.

MICHAEL: See, I told you not to worry. It's just like old times!

A/N: Here's something silly that helped distract me from real life stuff that's kept me busy lately. This vaguely incorporates some Celestial Realm headcanons/worldbuilding, and to be honest, I just wanted to throw these characters into a room and see what happened. (Chaos. Chaos happened.)

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Estrella | RotB Mirage x f!human reader | NSFW 18+

Word count: 2600+

Warnings: Smut ( oral and spike penatration ), robot on human, language, some angst and mentions of abuse. NSFW 18+.

Notes: I've really been wanting to do a story for Mirage for so long. Thanks @lonetile for sending in your request. Hope you enjoy the read and sorry for the delay. Estrella is spanish for star, just thought I'd point that out.

Understand Mirage is already smallish for a robot but decided for him to use mass displacement with reader for this story.

Who would've thought in an attempt to escape your shitty life you would end up falling from your low level apartment level window and would end up falling into the lift of a giant alien robot?

You couldn't take it anymore, the yelling, the abuse, you were losing your mind within the people who were meant to be your family and yet treated you worse than a dog.

In an attempt to escape you somehow get thrown into the new discovery of robots, despite just how hurt you ended up, the blue and silver guy had a much more tender face than anyone you've met before. As crazy as it sounds, you felt safe with him.

Your neighbour, Noah, was in on this secret as well and pretended to own the flash car when it was really an alien robot. Sure, why not? Both Noah and who's name you discover is Mirage both escort you to a hospital where you're treated before being given the all clear. All you were going to do was call someone you knew, not family, but you knew you would be safe with them if you don't piss them off.

Hanging out with a gang wasn't your smartest move but you are limited with options. Although you're surprised to find Mirage waiting for you. Noah has offered you to stay with him and go home to set up a spot for you to sleep. Might be close to your old home but at least they couldn't hurt you anymore.

You settled with Noah and his alien robot friend. Very normal.

Estrella. That's what Mirage keeps calling you. You try to tell him that's not your name but he only responds with a casual 'I know'. A nickname perhaps, but you've never been given a kind nickname before, so you weren't fully sure how to react or feel about it. He always looks out for you, making sure you are well and drives you to wherever you want. At first it felt like your own personal bodyguard, which quickly grew into a friend, and before you knew it you were gaining stronger feelings for Mirage. Probably not wise you thought to yourself.

There's no way you'll confess this to Mirage, convinced he'll think you're weird and that's it, friendship broken. It became harder though the more time you spent with him, how affectionate he was and funny, everything about him was the perfect boyfriend you think to yourself.

But that won't ever happen.

Your thoughts are interrupted by Mirage's voice echoing through the radio as he drives. "Estrella? This handsome guy is talking to you, and you're ignoring him and it kind of hurts?" Mirage sings along with a hint of playfulness.

"Shit. Sorry, Mirage. What were you saying?" You give a sympathetic smile as he now has your full attention.

"Well, firstly, what made you so distracted to not hear me? There better not be anyone more important in your life." More teasing. He always has such a strong effect on you.

"Just thinking about everything, my life before and how I ended up here, with the most badass robot ever." You nudge back through your words.

"Now that's more like it!" Mirage ends up giving a loud toot from his horn making you giggle faintly. "Now, as I was saying, Noah is busy with other things and I'm rather lonely, so I'm taking my favourite lady somewhere nice. Care to give this handsome guy some attention?"

His words always make you warm and fuzzy, an effect no one else has ever made you feel better, and it was so addictive. You craved more.

"You have my full attention now, Mirage. That sounds amazing. Where are we going?" You can't help but feel like he was taking you on a date. You can only imagine that, because surely it wasn't.

"It's a surprise." The rev from his engine sounds like a purr.

"I can't wait."

The drive was peaceful, even more with the soft jazz blues he was playing over the radio for you, the time with him is just what you needed and wanted. Upon arrival he asks you to close your eyes and you do. You hear him transform before gently guiding you forward. The salty smell hits your senses along with the silky feel of sand beneath your toes under your sandals.

"The beach." You give a broad smile while keeping your eyes closed.

"Oh what gave that away? I think you took a peek." He gives a sound like a pout.

"Nah ah. How did you know I love the beach?" You question curiously.

"There's a lot I know about you, y/n, my lovely estrella. Alright, open those beautiful eyes."

You do that. The beach, just as you knew, but you still give a giddy excited jump. You really do love the beach. There's a calming peacefulness in the air whenever you come to the spot, though this spot was new to the locations you already knew. He seemed to read this from you.

"This is our own private spot, no one ever comes here."

"Oh? Are we getting up to mischief?"

"So much mischief. But I have something else for you."

"Mirage, you didn't have to go through the trouble." However you did feel very spoilt.

"It was so troublesome, and I wanted our night to be perfect."

You did wonder what the guy was thinking. He was so fond of you and did so much just to try and keep you happy. Do friends just do that? Yeah, they could. Another gasp leaves you when you see what he has made.

A small sheltered spot just big enough for him, though he was already small for his size, with fairy lights and soft plush blankets covering a large mat above the sand. Your own little cubby house.

"This is incredible! I could just kiss you!" You burst out suddenly causing you to shrink down and try to hide your flushed cheeks. His answer caught her by surprise.

"Oh I wouldn't object to that." Mirage smiles before crawling under the cubby and sitting down with his legs stretched out, waiting for you to join him.

Standing there for a bit you let this process through your mind before giving a nervous smile and following in to sit beside him on the blankets.

"This...this is beautiful, thank you." You find your voice before looking at him. However, you are very surprised to find Mirage was now your size, maybe a little bigger, but human size. "Holy shit."

"You like? All for you, estrella." Mirage looks like a happy child.

"Me? I'm not sure what you mean..." Deep down though, you sort of had a growing feeling about all this tonight.

"Y/n, I really like you." The confession from him was so cute, and almost looks like he's blushing. "-

The silence between them hits, and only the sounds from the ocean can be heard while it adds the calmness between you both. Nibbling your bottom lip a little you ponder over your thoughts and go with what your heart was screaming.

"I would appreciate it, if you would kiss me right now.”

The second the words left you, you feel the warm metal of his servo against your cheek and turn your head to face him. He's so beautiful, like a dazzling star, though he might disagree and say you're the dazzling star.

He leans closer and much to your surprise his lips are warm against your own, slowly moving into your own as you kiss him back with a little hunger. It's you that deepens it as you gently push your tongue between his lips to coil with his own, an odd sweetness hitting your taste buds. Mirage let out a soft sound that might've been a moan but you're not very sure, although you are sure that he likes what you're doing because both his servos are holding you against your waist and roaming up and down your sides.

You find yourself laying on your back with him on top of you but keeping his weight off. Even though he was downsized, he didn't want to hurt you with his weight. Once the kiss breaks it gives you a chance to take a breath and gaze up at him lovingly, his smile shining down on you.

"So, was this a date?" You ask through a whisper curiously.

"Maybe..." Mirage was always so smooth, the dork.

"Well, care to make this the best fucking date ever?"

Mirage doesn't answer with words, but he does through his kisses and touches against you, laying you against against the blush blanket while looming over you. You don't care what others might think. Whatever happens tonight you hoped will happen again, and again, forever and ever.

It's only your clothes that need removing. Mirage tugs at the fabric, curious and wondering just how to get them off without ripping them, so you decide to help and toss them aside. You didn't think you could undress so fast.

"Oh sweet Mami." Mirage lets out a steamy vent as his optics gently rank across your perfect exposed body. He leans over and you watch as his glossa darks out, flickering across your perk nipple making your back arch and a silent gasp to leave you. "Does that feel nice?"

"Y-yeah, very." You manage to answer, voice shaky and full of lust.

Mirage lets out a satisfied hum that vibrates against your skin before he closes his mouth over your nipple and sucks, glossa swirling around the sensitive area. Letting out a moan you hand grip into the metal plating of his shoulders for leverage, toes curling into the blankets as the pooling arousal boils through your body. You're moist between your legs already, but honestly you've been like this since the car ride. It's just how he made you feel, you couldn't help yourself.

"Mirage, holy shit!" Your curses make him smirk against your nipple, his free servo massaging across your other round breast. Never did you imagine a robot to feel so warm and tender. Mirage is able to prove that theory without struggle.

"Y/n, I've always wanted to taste you, can I?" Mirage asks against your skin, optics looking over your breasts and assking a soft baby blue glow against your skin.

"Sure..." Your breath hitches when he suddenly moves down and you feel his heated vents against your thighs.

It happens so fast, and before you know it you feel his thick glossa dive into your core. You cry out, not caring who might hear, and hands grip at his helm as you start to rock yourself against his face, moaning lowly as your legs shake through the burning arousal that continues to build.

His glossa coils against your inner walls and lets out a moan that pulls from your bud up through your quivering body. If he kept doing that, you knew you'd cum very quickly, and you didn't want that just yet. So, you held out as best you could, riding through the burning pleasure he delivers.

Just when you thought you were unable to hold out for too much longer, he stops, causing you to whimper out like a wounded puppy.

"Oh don't worry my pretty estrella, I have something else better for you." He's purring, at least that's what it sounds like to you. He climbs like a snake up over you again, pressing himself between your legs and you hear metal plating shifting. The next you feel is something long, warm and pulsing sliding up against your thigh.

Looking down between you both you're enthralled by the beauty he possessed. You've never seen anything like it before. His length pulse lively, small ridges running along the base and what looks like veins brightly blue coloured made him look incredible. He notices your reaction and giggle softly. "Like what you see?"

"It's beautiful." You say through a heated breath before meeting his optics. "You're beautiful."

"Naw, thank you, but you're more beautiful darling." He gently pressed his tip against you, keeping his stare on your face. Shifting forward he enters you, slowly filling inch by inch and giving you a short time to adjust.

Despite being human size, he was still quite thick as you feel yourself being stretched more than you've ever felt before. It's not your first time, though you wished it was, just so you could've given yourself to Mirage. Opening your legs you give him as much space as possible, watching him move further forward above you before feeling him flushed right up against you. You can feel everything, every pulse and hear every sound coming from him as he keeps still to savour you.

"Oh y/n, so perfect, tight, feels nice." Mirage vents out before lowering himself closer and sharing a kiss with you, slowly withdrawing a little and thrusting back in, setting a slow and gentle pace.

Your head tilts back against the blankets with your neck stretched out, giving him the invitation to kiss and softly nip at the soft skin against your neck as he rolls his hips against you over again. Moving your hands around you place them behind his neck, still moaning as you feel yourself being filled gently over again.

Each ridge tugs at your inner walls as does every pulse shakes through, causing you to clench around him more and tighten your thighs.

"Mirage...oh fuck! You feel so good....fuck!" You chant over again.

"Oh primus, beautiful estrella, I've got you, Mirage has you always." He moans before he starts to pick up his speed, causing you to let out another lingering moan, gasping at each firm thrust he delivers.

This won't last long, you already knew this, because he's just so damn perfect and you are already worked up from before. Your thighs tighten around his waist, fingers digging into his soft metal feeling each thrust and hearing the clapping of his armour hitting against you over again, but it only added to the boiling arousal that's about to overflow any second.

"M-mirage...Mirage!" You chant his name before your body stiffens and you tighten around his thrusting spike buried deep in you, cumming hard and riding out the flooded arousal spilled from you.

Mirage is chanting himself, words you don't understand, and you guess are words from his language which you find quite alluring in your tired and blurry state. His optics shutter close and he's rutting against you, hard, before stilling and letting out a choked yelp that you find kind of cute.

Feeling his sticky warmness filling your core you feel every throb from his spike as he slowly pulls out from you, every bump tugging gently before he is gone, and you feel pretty empty without him. Though you do feel what he left behind pooling in your belly and that's a beautiful satisfaction.

He rolls and gently holds you close against him, planting kisses against your skin as his servos roam softly across your backside.

"I think destiny wants us to be together, and you should never argue with destiny.”

"You know what? I agree with that." There's no way you wanted to refuse this moment with him, or a chance to be his.

"If you be my star, I'll be your sky." Mirage whispers fondly, pressing his face gently into your neck while you caress his warm metal cheek plating under your hand.

"I'll be your star." You declare back softly, loving the idea.

"My beautiful estrella."

[ikkosu]

REWIND / CHROMEDOME

(adopting gn!human reader)

a/n : been wanting a cute fluffy request I hope I wrote them uh satisfactorily 😭😭 I actually enjoyed writing about baby and cdrw maybe I’ll write more scenarios with this little family ughhh so cute

"Alright folks, we're leaving in thirty minutes!" Rodimus's voice echoed through the speaker.

"It's either you get on or get off the ship forever— Er, ah...oh what's that? We're not allowed to leave when— Damn it. Apologies, there's been a restatement by Ultra Magnus declaring it's illegal, you guessed it, for whatever reasons I'm not bothered enough to care. Blah, blah blah. Oh, shut it drift. Anyways, latecomers are welcomed in the brig. Buckle up in thirty! Rodimus out."

Rewind swivelled his gaze from the rock nestled on the grass, then to the ship, hovering not too far from where he's crouching. "Huh, guess I'm taking a detour." Then, his camera skims over the verdant fields of rolling hills. Red lights, blinking. "Won't hurt, would it?"

The LL had a short break stopping on Earth, mostly for refuelling, fresh air, stretching limbs,,,totally not because Brainstorm blew up the left wing again and The Science Team had to patch things up discreetly

Seriously, where is HR when you need it?

And, obviously, the Archivist is not missing the opportunity to explore, of course. It's earth! Home to,,,well,,,,the most complex (derogatory) kinds in the cosmos. And, this rock he's been examining? It's an extraterrestrial mineral. Figments of rocks from asteroids, comets, and the like originating outside of the Earth. Crazy, huh.

Better keep that for safekeeping.

Aside from, ah, well wandering where he's able to film stuff, occasionally animals and cows of the like, it's more like a need, at the moment, for a bit of (lets put this gently) space away from his conjunx — since, he's been acting like an ass of late.

Ahem, going behind his, ahem back to doing ahem Mnemosurgery....again.

It's not even an 'again' anymore, it's just borderline often

Why does he even bother to listen? You can't break old habits, as Ratchet would say. They'd break themselves before they could ever stop.

"So that's it? You're just going to ignore me like that?" Footsteps pattered behind him

Rewind huffs, walking faster. "Took you long enough to figure it out, genius."

He groans. "Oh for— Primus sake, Rewind, come on. Don't do this. We can talk."

"Oh sure, sure! Talk." He threw his hands up, whirling around to face his conjux. "That's what you always say, promising me like you're going to get your eyes gorged out if you didn't. What else, tell Red Alert to stop being paranoid and Whirl, a psychopathic ass?"

Chromedome palms his face. Primus, this apology isn't going well as he expected it to. "Look, I messed up. I breached a trust you had in me. I shouldn't have done it. That was very... inconsiderate....of me..."

"What is this, eight grade? Spelling bee on who's responsible?"

"That's not the point! You can't just—"

And, so it begins. The bickering. The blaming. Hand pointing. Arguments ablaze, never listening. Voice raising — just the tip of the iceberg, not even close to it's full potential.

"I bet my words doesn't mean anything to you now, does it?"

"It's does, Rewind. It does!"

"Hey! Stay there! Don't even come any closer or I swear to Primus I'll—"

A cry gurgled out amidst the bushes.

The Mnemosurgeon stiffens. He looking around for the source of the cry when he notices conjux was staring at him. "What?"

"Wow. Wow. Low blow, Chrome dome." Rewind puffs and presses his fists on his hips. " Low blow. I didn't think you'd do this. You're gonna resort to mocking me, now?"

He sputters. " You think that was me?"

"Yeah, blame it on the cows. Blame it on 'em like you do when avoid all responsibility."

"What's even a cow? Oh, for—" Then suddenly he lets out a surprised sound, dropping to crouch next to a bush. Rewind doesn't bother to look. Why would he? He's busy sulking and he wants that Mnemo-no-to-the-o to see it. Though, his audials tuned into a rustle of leaves when—

"There! Primus, Rewind look at this."

Said Archivist was still sulking, arms crossed, looking away. "Nuh, uh."

"Don't you nuh uh me." CD chuffs and figured actions were bigger than words so he scooped up the bundle of blankets and shoved it up his face. "Well? Still got film for this?"

Rewind takes a moment to register the visage.It was, if he knew his terms correctly, a human child. No, wait. A baby. It's the size of a sparkling but....smaller. And, significantly softer.

Most of all, it's crying. Coolant— er, tears streaming down the side of it's cheek. Gently, his servos curled around the scoop, nestling it softly against his chassis. He felt a kind of pull in is spark. Something fond pulsing. Chromedome loosened, looking away. What's the point? The mask already hid his smile.

"Seems pretty far from it's residential zone." Chromedome peers across the horizon searching for even the most recognizable specks of rooftops.

Nope, nothing.

Just rolls and rolls of green foliage.

"Hey there little fella." The Archivist coos, digit caressing the cheek to soothe it. The baby sniffled then blink, lifting up it's tiny fingers to bap his index. "What's a baby doing here of all places?Aren't human, uh, carrier, sires are very protective of their offsprings?"

Chromedome doesn't know what to say, he's not Ratchet or Percy, but he's sure as hell relieved their argument took a turn into park. "Misplacement, maybe."

"...How do you misplace a baby in a bush?"

"Things like that can happen, you know."

"If anything, it seemed like it's deliberately thrown in there. Look! It's even wrapped in a blanket."

He held it up for the Mnemosurgeon to see who, in turn, simply shrugged.

"Yeah. To keep it warm."

"Until someone finds them."

Chromedome narrows his optics. He's got a bad feeling about this. "Rewind. What are you trying to say?"

"What I'm trying to say is that this child is deliberately left here to be found. We can't just leave it out here—"

"Are you saying we should steal it?''

"I'm not saying we should- ugh yes! I'm saying we should steal it—"

"You're kidnapping children now?"

Ratchet cuts through both of their comms, immediately barraging them, "Are you two idiots done squabbling with whatever stupid problem you have or are we gonna have to wait another fraggin' hour until you both make up and kiss?"

They had to take the baby, much to CD's dismay.

Ultra Magnus was losing his mind. What do you mean you found a baby in a ditch, in a bush, in a field of all places?! Even worse, literally miles and miles away from the nearest habitual region!

Purely, coincidental. He'll have to look in his files for crimes like this lest another is let loose for havoc. The young are the future for society! Something Cybertron is severely lacking in

Unacceptable. Simply unacceptable. Oh, and by the way, you're both going in the brig. You're late.

"Chromedome stalled me."

"Here, we go again."

Everyone is busy cooing and taking turns prodding the bab, and can someone please keep whirl away from the child he's armed, (with the exception of Megatron, the medics and UM) who didn't, mostly for the fear of passing diseases to it, mostly stood far with unimpressed looks on their faces.

First Aid, though, eventually took matters into his own hand,,, by taking it into his own hands and putting it in a glass box (shut up Brainstorm we're not using your stupid Polyhex Quadrilateral Box or whatever) to scan it's vitals and conditions

Everyone was outside, peering through the glass, prodding, helms jut at odd angles to see through the crowd — while the medics delicately assessed its condition.

Ratchet had to explain poor Rewind that not everyone wants children and not every parents are deserving of it so. He's seen this a lot in human culture.

"So they abandon babies just for the fun of it?!"

Well, he's got a point. Most of it at least. "Rewind.... no."

When they were done ensuring the baby is in optimal condition, Ratchet comes up to the, er couple, if he had to put it that way and crossed his arms, a brow raised.

"Do you trust yourselves enough to look after the child?"

"Might as well." CD sighs. ".... I've got enough responsibility on my plate, already."

"Nobody forced you to go back and take it." Rewind mutters.

Ratchet held up a servo to cut off another argument brewing. " I'm going to put this out clear."

A digit points to them. Ratchet grits his dentas and every word that spooled out of his vocalizer, more intense.

"You both are going to have to put your differences aside. You're going to resolve that problem of yours, and resolve it clean — not in front of the child, but behind. Go hide in a broom closet for all i care. Mutilate or incapacitate each other's limbs, if it helps. Fight all you want, kill each other if you have to. But this baby? This baby? You're going to give this child the most loving, caring family it can have. You hear?"

Shenanigans ensue.

Obviously, given they're Cybertronians, human anatomy isnt a topic they're very well versed with. Rewind does know a thing or two. But consulting videos are not really the best way to go when neither of them have the tools to feed the baby

Percy and Nautica (because he doesnt trust brainstorm) are tasked with concocting the milk formula. They're seen tinkering away in the lab, barring the other scientist against a let-me-in charade. Lab doors are locked and padlocked with a specific colde — suck it BS.

All elements, minerals and resources as such are to be provided Rodimus (begrudingly), then fact-checked by the medics, very, very carefully.

They're like guts deep in space and very far from earth. A quantum jump to said planet, in case of an emergency, can affect the only organic living onboard.

Moreover, Ratchet doesn't trust CDRW to learn the stuff themselves, so he holds five hour long sessions daily on how to provide sufficient needs for the baby. You know, handling them, playing with them, learning their gestures, mannerisms,,,etc

CD loves holding baby by the armpit, and especially loves it when he does that, baby tries to bap his face, squealing and babbling, trying to reach him— he finds that his chassis always melts a little.

Rewind, on the other hands, adores cradling baby in a blanket. He likes how warm and soft it is against his arms. And how easily it his to nestle baby under his chin as he walks.

He is the most affectionate from the two. And definitely records everything. Soccer mom-esque, cheering loud whenever baby does something' monumental, for instance, blabbering dada coherently. But also the most rigid. Like, lattice structured rigid.

''Rewind you watch snuff films you hypocrite, a Sunday cartoon getting a liiiiittle violent is nothing compared to the archives you go through." Rodimus wags the CD in front of the Archivist, an upturned pleading pout, pulling his features. He looked comical hunching to regard the smaller Archivist with baby nestled under his chin.

It was an obvious ploy to fiddle with the baby. Everyone's trying to get a nab of their little squeals, these days. Why wouldn't they?

Those adorable fats for cheeks, soft and cuddly, crawling around the habsuite like a cretin, gumming on everything they could find.

Skids managed dodging through the vents after a successful glimpse of peek-a-boo (Rewind forbids physical touch. He's not risking any disease that can be transferred.)

He slinked down and baby immediately latched onto his pedes, babbling for an upsie. It took him a while, and much restraint, not to take it through the vents

Swerve almost poisoned baby with the engex again because, in his own words, what's a little harm in trying new things?

He's now locked up in the brig, banned from touching baby ever .

This entire crew is a hazard and Rewind wasn't having it.

"Is this the same captain known for illegal conduct of meteor surfing?"

"....Oh, shut it."

Chromedome's not very affectionate but is less-rigid when it comes to baby. He's the type to cave in when they want something. Sweets? Oh, you want sweets? He doesn't care if the Lost Light is miles away from the nearest planet. He's going there and he's going now.

Stop him and he'll plunge those long, needle-like nails into mecha's skull, their ancestors could see Primus's aft whole again.

Hoards like,,,,around fifty satchels of sweets. It was only until Ambulon had a private chat with the Mnemosurgeon, that, yes, the baby is going to die eating that much.

So, he offered safer alternatives if baby wanted something sweet. Boiled potatoes, ripe avocados and fruits could help. (They'll have to frequent the nearest planets)

CD is like the most cynical ass ever to exist so Rewind find himself with an existential crises, staring off into a wall, when baby would scrunch up their face, the way CD does when he's displeased.

"That mask stays on."

"But I didn't even—"

"It stays on."

But he also finds, a little begrudingly, that CD is a lot more understandable these days. Mostly always cradling baby and humoring the little cretin . Arguments are close to nill. He barely has to raise his voice

Cybertronians naturally have harsh edges, given they're metal (duh), so their rooms would be congruent in terms of features as well. Not exactly a pleasant thought when an organic is dawdling about.

So to be safe, in their habsuite, Chromedome installed padded cushions everywhere. Even the ceiling is padded, mecha's kibbles are also padded (much to Rodimus's chagrin)

And, every inch and crevice of that room is filled with scribbles. (Scribbles only Swerve can decipher, but he's busy lounging in the brig so there's that.)

Red Alert, during a habsuite check, once blacked out inside the room because he didn't recognize the new change. It was so pastel-ish, bright and soft, he justs goes away

Chromedome finds the poor mech on the ground, baby on top with their crayons, assaulting said mecha's face while squealing at the teal green against stark red paint

"A new paint job, huh."

"Chromedome, get the poor guy up for Primus's sake!"

Baby is limited to the Library and Med-bay (as per Rewind's request). Library because Megatron is there and they know for a fact he's more trustworthy with the baby than anyone. And, Med-bay because, well, medics

But obviously, baby is like, a little cretin who thinks rules are a no-go and said social construct a danger to society. And, by who's declaration? Rodimus. It's Rodimus.

Rewind is going to murder that speedster of a captain

So , it's a given mech's will see CD scampering across the halls upon spotting baby dangling off a goddamn beam. Or, hanging off someone's shoulder, (said bot doesn't know, because baby is so small, the sensors didn't pick up), then sees the mnemosurgeon slumping onto the ground in relief, passed out for a minute

What's baby doing there?!

Rip CD's spark rate.

And, since they've got to play the part of a happy family, Rewind has to sleep in the same berth as his conjux. Not that they didn't ever

After the reveal (CD going behind his back doing unethical things w/ his fingers) Rewind was obviously displeased so they sported separate berths. Now? They'll manage squeezing in the same bed.

Rewind tried to act all huffy about it, glancing to one side, as though he doesn't want to be there. He does. He's just sulking.

Chromedome silently stares at the ceiling. Baby is between them, chewing on a miniature Rung figure (that Rung gave because, somehow, it calms the little thing)

Baby notices the silence and wants attention, so they bap their hands on the surface when both mechs weren't listening. And does it again for the fifth time. CD sighs and decides to humor baby, a little.

"It's past bed-time." He says quietly, patting their head

With a squeal, baby plays with CD's servo and curls it over their head. He scoops the little bundle up into his arms and loosened up a little.

Rewind swivels to find baby nuzzling his conjux, both deeply asleep. Something soft thrums in his spark, and while he’d rather bash his conjux’s a skull with a hammer, he can’t deny the lovely visage of him cuddling their child. So, he scoots over a little, resting his helm on CD's shoulder. He doesn't flinch when a servo lands on his shoulder plate, pulling him close.

Maybe, it wasn’t so bad.

[gracies-baby]

Hey!!! Can you write a Gracie Abrams x female reader. The reader is a couple of years younger than Gracie. She is 20, an actress and comes from a rich family in Italy. The reader is known to be a bad girl and a player. She changes girls like she changes he clothes basically but she is very kind and adorable deep down. and then when she meets Gracie, y/n falls in love with her actually and is not a player anymore but Gracie was only with her as a dare to break her heart as no one has before. Angst with a happy ending.

Begin Again

(Gracie Abrams x Reader)

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Breaking! Italian actress Y/n L/n and American singer Sabrina Carpenter call it quits after 3 month relationship! Fans heartbroken after this news

Comments:

We all knew this was coming. Hardly news worthy.

I give her a week before she's got someone new.

She's literally only 20 and she's had like 20 different girlfriends 💀

"They all think I'm a slut" Y/n rants to her friend as she reads the comments on the article.

"Who cares what they think? Your fans love you. These people just need to hate on successful women to feel accomplished" her friend, Jenna replies.

"I dunno, what if they're right? I mean, I do date a lot more than any other 20 year old" Y/n continues, stopping when she gets a notification from instagram, seeing someone had messaged her.

Gracieabrams

Hey, I know you don't know me and we've never spoken at all but I just wanted to see if you were okay? I heard the news. Breakups are hard. I also wanted to see if you maybe wanted to have dinner with me sometime?

"Gracie Abrams just asked me out" Y/n says, showing her phone to Jenna.

"Seriously? Go! Say yes!"

"I just got out of a relationship though. What are people gonna say?" Y/n asks as she nervously stares at her phone.

"It doesn't matter. All that matters is your happiness. Gracie could make you happy. Just try one date"

"..fine. She is really cute" Y/n replies as she types on her phone.

Y/n-L/n

Hi! Thanks so much you're so sweet! I'm okay, thanks for asking. I would love to have dinner with you btw. Let me know when you're free!

"Great! My job here is done! I gotta go now though, I'll see you tomorrow" Jenna says as she walks out of her friend's apartment.

Gracieabrams

Does tomorrow work for you? If not I can clear my schedule

Y/n-L/n

Tomorrows great! Just tell me the time and place and I'll be there

The two girls stay up talking until going to sleep, waiting for the next day.

—

Y/n

She's not here. I think I got stood up

Jenna

You definitely did not get stood up. I'm sure she'll be there soon. Just wait a few more minutes

As soon as Y/n gets the text, she feels someone take the seat opposite her.

"Hey! Sorry I'm late, I slept through my alarm and I had to pick out an outfit and it was a huge thing. I hope you weren't waiting too long" the brunette says as she takes her jacket off and hangs it on the back of her chair.

"No, not long at all. How are you?" Y/n asks with a kind smile as the two order their coffees at the counter.

"I'm great! I'm releasing an album next week, that's going well. How are you?"

"I'm.. okay. You really lifted my spirits though" Y/n says, sipping her coffee.

"That's great to hear. I've seen what everyone's been saying about you. It's such bullshit. I mean, sometimes relationships don't work out, you know? It's not your fault. Well, I don't know what happened, but I can guess it's not your fault" Gracie speaks, smiling at Y/n gently as the two walk out of the coffee shop, spotting paparazzi a few metres away.

"Heads up" Gracie says, putting her head down as she takes Y/n's hand in hers.

"So, how's a second date sound?" Gracie asks nervously.

"A second date with you sounds amazing, Gracie" Y/n replies with a soft blush.

"Great! I'm busy tomorrow but how's Friday sound?" Gracie asks with an excited grin.

"Fridays perfect, I'll see you then" Y/n replies, leaning in to kiss her lips only to kiss her cheek at the last minute, leaving the brunette disappointed.

"Play your cards right and there's more where that came from" Y/n says before gently closing the door, leaving the taller girl on the other side of it.

Y/n turns on her phone when she begins getting slammed by notifications.

Y/n L/n seen with singer Gracie Abrams leaving popular coffee shop hand in hand. New romance brewing?

Comments:

Literally not even a week after Sabrina

Gracie girl get out while you can

She was probably cheating on Sabrina ngl

Y/n reads the comments as tears fill her eyes. She opens her contacts and calls the first person she thinks of.

"Gracie? Can you come back?" She pleads, voice breaking.

A few minutes later, there's a knock on the door. Y/n opens it only to fall into the brunettes arms, Gracie wrapping her arms around her and holding tight.

"I'm sorry, I know we just met but you're the first person I thought to call" Y/n rambles only for Gracie to stop her.

"It's okay. Don't apologise. You can call me whenever you want"

"Everything they're saying about me.. you don't think it's true, do you?"

"Of course I don't! I don't know you that well, but I do know you're not a slut" Gracie replies, guiding Y/n to the couch.

Gracie continues to calm her down, waiting until she falls asleep before leaving the apartment.

The two girls go on a couple more dates before making it official, Gracie asking the shorter girl to be her girlfriend on a late night picnic date.

—

"Gracie? Are you home?" Y/n asks, opening the door to her girlfriend's apartment when she received no answer. She goes to her girlfriend's room but stopes when she hears talking.

"Gracie, she deserves to know. You love her don't you? And she loves you, just tell her" a woman's voice says from inside.

"I can't do that. She would leave me if I did" Y/n opens the door to see her girlfriend standing with Olivia.

"What's going on?" Y/n asks nervously looking between the two.

"I'm gonna go. Gracie has something to tell you" Olivia says before leaving the apartment.

"What do you need to tell me?"

"Okay.. so, uh, just remember that I love you so much. I've never loved anyone the way I love you. And you love me, right?" Gracie asks, holding her girlfriend's hands.

"Of course, what's wrong?"

"Um, when I asked you out.. it was because Olivia dared me to okay? But that doesn't change the fact that I love you now!"

"What? So what was the plan, you were gonna break my heart after getting me to fall in love with you? How could you do this?! I trusted you! I confided in you!" Y/n exclaims, voice breaking.

"You can still trust me! I will still listen to everything you say! This doesn't change anything!" Gracie pleads, tears running down her face.

"No Gracie! It changes everything! You didn't actually want to be with me! You thought I was a slur just like everyone else!" Y/n runs out of the apartment in tears.

"Y/n wait!" Gracie yells but the girl is already gone.

Y/n L/n seen leaving girlfriend Gracie Abrams apartment in tears. Is this the end for the couple?

Comments:

Y/n hit the three month mark 💀

Who tf would break up with Gracie Abrams

If Y/n doesn't want Gracie I'll have her

After days of Y/n ignoring her calls, Gracie decides to go to her apartment. She knocks on the door, only for Jenna to open it.

"What do you want?" She asks coldly as she stares at the girl.

"Please. I just need to talk to her. 5 minutes" Gracie pleads before she hears Y/n's voice.

"Who is it?" She asks her friend, stopping when she sees the girl at the door.

"Y/n please. You're not answering my calls. I just need to talk to you"

"You need to leave"

"No. Let her come in" Y/n cuts her friend off, watching as she steps aside for the taller girl to walk in.

"You have five minutes" Jenna says before leaving the room, giving the girls privacy.

"Y/n. I know I hurt you but that doesn't change the fact that I love you now. I love you so much. Please believe me" Gracie says, taking the girls hands only for her to pull away.

"How can I believe you? Our relationship was built on a lie!"

"If I didn't love you, why wouldn't I have left you sooner? Why would I have stayed with you this long?" Gracie says, watching as the other girl steps away from her.

"I can't continue this relationship knowing what I know now, Gracie" Y/n mumbles in heartbreak.

"So what if we start a new one? You still love me, don't you? We'll have a new first date and I'll ask you to be my girlfriend again and we'll rebuild our relationship and this time, it's not going to be a lie. Please, just one more chance" Gracie says, stepping closer to the girl and hesitantly taking her hands again.

"Okay. One more chance. I still love you so much" Y/n says, wrapping her arms around the brunette.

"Thank you so much! I love you" Gracie says, pulling the girl in for a gentle kiss, Y/n pulling away after a second.

"You're not even gonna take me out first?" She says as the two girls begin to giggle.

[winterlogysblog]

4KOTA FANFIC

Title: Couldn't possibly know the feeling

Summary: After Lancelot's disappearance King had a small chat with Ban

Note: Very Short. I wrote this just now and it's unedited so there will be grammar mistakes.

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It's been weeks after Lancelot's disappearance and Ban never stopped, he never gave up on his search for his son. He would drown himself in alcohol just to forget the guilt and painful ache in his chest. Elaine is growing more concerned as days go by so she asks his brother to pay them a visit. Ban and King may look like they don't get along but they do care about each other, they're all friends after all.

King accepted and once he got there Ban immediately invited him over for a drink, clearly already drunk off his ass. King sighed and took a seat next to him as Ban clumsily poured him a drink.

“I’d be careful if I were you, you might actually die from alcohol poisoning, and you can die now, you’re mortal.” King said.

“I know.” Ban grumbled.

“Elaine is extremely worried about you and we are too.” King took a sip from his drink.

Ban tsked. “Just shut up and drink.”

King sighs, “Listen, I know it's tough but you have to put some faith in Lancelot. For such a young boy he’s quite capable, besides Jericho's with him right, surely she wouldn't let anything harm him.”

“Easy for you to say.” Band growled under his breath.

“What was that?”

“I said It's easy for you to say!!!” Ban shouted, slamming his mug on the table.

“It's not like it's your kid that went missing!!!”

King's eyes widened and for a moment and a pained laugh escaped his mouth.

“You couldn't possibly know the feeling of losing your child!!! So don't come here and tell me this shit!!”

King lowered his head and taking a deep breath he stood up from his seat.

“You're right, I’m sorry Ban.”

He chuckled. “I'm supposed to comfort you as Elaine said but it seems like I did the opposite, I’ll be going back now.”

Ban noticed there's a sudden change in King's demeanour but he couldn't quite pinpoint what it is. He's too drunk and angry to care anyway.

Elaine rushed in just in time to see King leave the room.

“I heard shouting. It didn't go well, did it?”

“No.” King shook his head. “I just made him mad, sorry about that.”

“Big brother… What happened?” Elaine spoke softly as she flew closer to King.

“Why are you crying?” Elaine asked as she wiped down the tears that were falling from his eyes.

“Big Brother.” Elaine’s hands tremble as her hands go down to his shoulders. “Please... Say something, or at least let me read your heart."

Elaine took a moment and she gasped upon hearing everything.

King painfully laughed. “Looks like I can't hide this from you anymore can't I."

“Hey! Stop it!! This is no laughing matter.”

“Elaine, it's alright.” King smiled. “It's already been 10 years, there's no way I can find him now. I even accepted the worst, still I can't help but hope.”

Elaine's vision started to get blurry as tears started pooling from her eyes. “Why didn't you say anything?”

“I couldn't possibly disturb you, everyone is busy with their own lives.”

“But what about now, I asked you and everyone for help.”

“This is different.”

“How is this different?”

“The kids are much bigger now, they can handle themselves. Granted they're still children but… you know what I mean.”

With a sigh, King stepped forward. “I’ll be leaving now. If you want I can drop by again. I’ll probably bring Sixtus with me. He seems to enjoy hanging around with Ban."

Just as King left and flew away, Ban stepped outside of the room and asked. “What did you two talk about?”

Elaine turned around to meet her husband in the eyes. “Hey Ban, did you know why Harlequin changed Galehaut’s name to Mertyl?”

[yxngbxkkie]

a new home (l.y.f)

good afternoon everyone! i hope you all are doing well. what do we think of skz new album?? cause i'm in love with it 😭 anyway, i finally finished this beautiful felix piece. it's pretty cute, and i can't wait to see what you all think! feedback is always appreciated 💖

I can't believe I'm in Korea. You think to yourself while looking out the plane window. You fumble with your fingers, feeling kind of nervous all of a sudden. I can't believe I'm seeing Felix again.

You worked with Bang Chan, Felix's friend who also lived in Australia, to organize the whole thing. It's been almost five years since you've seen your best friend. A part of you couldn't believe it's finally happening.

The plane touches down at the airport, and it takes almost ten minutes for you to actually leave. Your grip on your suitcase tightens every few seconds, feeling your stomach begin to flop.

After releasing a deep breath you begin your search for Chan. You smile under the face mask you're wearing before rushing over to the brunette.

"Chan!" You call out his name, watching his head swivel in your direction.

A smile graces his lips, raising his hand to wave. "Y/N, you're here!" He says while walking up to you. "I was a bit worried I was at the wrong gate."

You chuckle and nod your head. The two of you begin walking towards the exit when you speak. "Yeah, the pilot took forever to get us to the terminal," you inform him.

"How are you feeling, by the way?" Chan asks you, his brown eyes gazing down at you.

"I'm nervous," you truthfully mumble, letting out another deep breath. "It's been a long time since I've seen him. We hardly text anymore, but I understand that he's been busy with Stray Kids and whatnot."

Bang Chan rests a hand on your shoulder and squeezes gently. "If it makes you feel better, he never stops talking about you," he says with a small smirk. "Your name pops up in the majority of our conversations."

Your cheeks burn at the statement, feeling a bit embarrassed. "Really?" You ask in disbelief.

"Yes, absolutely."

You shift your gaze to the floor beneath your feet, a smile coming to your lips. "I can't wait to see him," you sigh, excited to feel his arms around you again.

"He's going to be very surprised," Chan laughs as the two of you walk out of the airport. "I do need to talk to you about something first."

You hum in response to him, waiting for him to continue as he places your luggage into the black colored sedan.

"We're filming something for the company at the moment, so, there will be camera's just about everywhere," he informs you, causing your heart to jump.

The two of you pile into the vehicle before Bang Chan begins to drive off. "Is that why you guys are here in Jeju?" You ask him, knowing that the group lives in Seoul.

"Yeah, and the fact that we haven't been able to go anywhere for two years," he nods his head. "I just wanted to let you know about it, in case you were uncomfortable."

"Thank you for the consideration. It means a lot to know beforehand for sure. Uhm, as long as they don't film me it's okay," you tell him, glancing towards him.

He nods his head while turning onto a different road. "They won't, and if they do I'll have them blur your face out in editing," Chan offers.

"Perfect."

-

You and Bang Chan pull up to the house he and the seven other members are staying in before parking the vehicle. He unbuckles his seatbelt while opening the driver side door.

"Stay here for a moment," he mentions. You nod your head, and he swiftly shuts his door before running inside.

"This is crazy," you mutter to yourself while getting out of the vehicle. You quietly close the car door, not wanting to alert anyone else of your presence.

Bang Chan comes back outside and motions you to come closer. "Okay, so, three of our members haven't come back from fishing yet. Now's the perfect time to surprise him," he explains.

You nod your head and bounce on your toes, feeling more and more nervous. "Okay. Let's do this," you smile.

The brunette smiles and pats you on your shoulders. "Alright, come on."

You slip your shoes off after walking through the front door. You can hear a group of voices come from your left. Your fingers are linked together behind your back as Chan leads you through the fancy looking house.

"Felix, I brought something for you," he calls out to your best friend.

He replies to Chan in Korean, not understanding what exactly he said. It's been a few months since you've studied the language.

You follow Chan into the kitchen and your eyes instantly meet Felix's. Your breath catches in your throat at how pretty he's become. "Hey," you breathe out, shyly waving at him.

Felix's eyes widen and he stands up from his seat. "Y/N!?" He asks, stumbling towards you.

"It's me," you whisper as you begin to feel emotional. Tears pool in your eyes as Felix rushes over to you.

He wraps you up in his arms, his actions gaining the attention of the others. "Holy-" he cuts himself off and pulls back from you. His hands resting on the sides of your arms. "I can't believe you're standing in front of me."

"I can't believe it either," you giggle while gently gripping into the sweater he's wearing. "I've missed you."

Felix smiles cheerfully at you and brings you back into his chest. "Oh, I missed you, too. I'm sorry I haven't been around," he sighs into your ear, feeling his fingers gliding along your shoulder blades.

You nuzzle your face into his chest as your heart pounds. One of the other members starts to speak, causing you to pull back. Felix rests his hand on your lower back before turning towards the others.

"This is my best friend, Y/N. She lives in Australia," he introduces you to four of the members.

"Hello," the platinum blonde smiles shyly at you.

You return the smile and take a seat beside Felix. "That's I.N," he informs you before pointing towards the guy sitting across from the blonde. "His name is Changbin."

"Hi," you mumble, giving another shy wave.

He greets you in Korean, and your gaze moves to the person beside him. "And that's Lee Know," Felix mentions, bringing one of his hands to your thigh.

Lee Know bows his head slightly while greeting you. You scoot your chair closer to the table as the other members go back to the conversation they were having before you came in.

"Do you want anything to drink? Water, coffee?" Felix asks you, giving you his full attention.

You shake your head in reply, giving him a smile. "No, I'm okay. Thank you for asking though."

"Okay," he smiles and squeezes your thigh gently.

Bang Chan shifts his gaze between the two of you when an idea comes to him. "Felix, since she's going to be here for a few days, will it be alright if she shares a room with you?" He asks the dark-haired boy beside you.

Your heart skips a beat in your chest as you glance towards Chan. Wait, what?! You think to yourself. "Oh, y-yeah, that'll be fine," Felix stutters over his words.

"How about you show her where it is? She may be tired," Chan intervenes, his brown eyes glancing between the two of you.

"Yeah, yeah, of course," your best friend mumbles and turns his gaze to you. "Is your luggage inside?"

You nod your head. "It is, yeah. I left it in the living room," you tell him, and Felix stands up from his stool.

Bang Chan smirks at you once you meet his eye. He attempts to wiggle his eyebrows as you follow Felix out of the kitchen. Your cheeks blush, covering one of your cheeks with the palm of your hand.

"Are you going to be okay with sharing?" Felix's voice echoes off the walls, causing you to lift your head. "There's only one bed in my room. I can sleep on the couch if you want."

"Oh, it's fine. I mean, we used to have sleepovers when we were kids," you smile at him, reassuring his nerves.

His hands grab a hold of your suitcase as the two of you head towards the stairs. "Okay, great. It'll be like old times," Felix smiles back at you, carrying your suitcase up the steps.

You smile to yourself and continue following him to the room you'll be staying in. When you enter the bedroom, a light gasp escapes your lips. "This is the view?" You ask Felix as you slowly make your way towards the windows.

"Yeah, gorgeous, isn't it?"

"It really is," you mumble, taking in the breathtaking view.

Felix watches you with a smile on his lips. He subconsciously takes a step forward and slides his hands along your hips. He couldn't even begin to explain how it feels to be near you again.

You lean back against him, your heart fluttering in your chest. You've missed his touch. Felix rests his chin against your shoulder, the two of you staying silent.

"I'm really glad you're here," he whispers, causing a shiver to run down your spine.

Your gaze shifts towards him, bringing one of your hands to his head. You comb your fingers through his dark hair, humming in agreement.

"You should move to Korea."

Your breath hitches in your throat and you turn to face him. "Are you serious?" You ask him with wide eyes.

Felix becomes a bit shy, diverting his gaze towards the window. "I mean, yeah. I know moving to a different country can be scary, but you have me," he explains.

"You're actually serious," you whisper to yourself, hoping he didn't hear you.

Your best friend laughs, bringing both of his hands to your face. "Of course I am, silly. I can't go back to Australia any time I want, so, having you move here would be a simple solution. That way we can see each other more often," he smiles at you, his thumbs gently stroking your cheeks. "I can't go another five years without seeing you in person."

"I can't either," you sigh, leaning into his touch. A sudden laugh leaves your lips as you consider the idea. "I can't believe I'm saying this, but, I'll move here."

Felix's eyes widen at your words, feeling your hands wrapping around his wrists. "Yeah?!" His dark brown eyes light up, growing excited.

A chuckle leaves your lips, nodding your head. "I'll have to look at apartments while I'm here," you mention while moving to sit on the queen-sized bed.

"If you need any help let me know," he says with a smile, sitting beside you.

"Are you going to be my Korean teacher? 'Cause I'm going to be very lost," you laugh, resting your head on his shoulder.

Felix laughs along with you, taking your hand in his again. You look at him through your lashes, noticing his gaze fixated on your hand. "Of course I'll teach you," he mumbles while playing with your fingers.

-

5 Months Later…

You rush towards your apartment building, doing your best not to run into anyone. You greet the doorman outside your building before skipping up the six steps. 

It takes two minutes for you to get onto the fourth floor, almost sprinting out of the elevator. You apologize to the couple you almost mowed over, adjusting the bag on your shoulder.

You reach into your large bag, trying to find your keys. "Oh come on," you huff, managing to find them under your wallet. You go to unlock the door when you find it already unlocked.

Your heart pounds against your chest as you slowly open it, peeking your head inside to see someone sitting on your couch.

"Felix?!" You softly call out your best friend's name, watching the brunette swiftly turn to face you. You place a hand over your mouth before running inside, slamming the door shut behind you. "Felix!"

You discard your bag and jacket as Felix pushes himself off of the couch. His arms wrap around you, and yours circle around his neck. He spins you in his arms as your fingers run through his hair.

A few weeks after you officially moved into your apartment in Seoul, Felix and the other seven members had to go to Japan and a few other countries for events. Which happened to last for three months.

"I'm so glad you're back," you mumble into the nape of his neck, inhaling the faint smell of cologne he's wearing.

Felix hums in agreement, his grip on you tightening. "I missed you," he whispers into your ear.

He sets you down before pulling back, his hands resting on your hips. "Do you want to stay over?" You ask him, pushing some of his hair back.

"Yeah, I planned on it actually," he chuckles, his cheeks blushing.

"Great," you whisper, smiling widely. Your fingers gently stroke his flushed cheek, your affection for him growing.

The two of you stare at one another and Felix leans into your touch. "You're so beautiful," he mumbles loud enough for you to hear, not being able to take the tension anymore.

"Am I?" You laugh, a blush coming to your cheeks.

He nods his head, bringing his hands to your face. "Extremely," Felix confirms while slowly leaning in.

Your heart sits in your throat and your eyes slowly flutter shut. A light gasp comes from you when his lips brush yours. "Is this really happening?" You ask in a whisper, hoping that you're not dreaming.

Felix let's out a breathy laugh, nudging your nose with his. "This is really happening," he hums, feeling his thumb stroke your cheek. "I love you."

"I love you," you smile, your heart swelling in your chest.

He leans forward again, capturing your lips with his. You move your arm, wrapping it around his neck as he presses your body against his.

After Felix pulls away from you, he presses a light kiss on your forehead. Your fingers mess with the hairs that sit on the base of his neck, a deep breath coming through your nose.

"I never thought that I'd be able to call you mine," you chuckle, moving your hands to his shoulders.

"I felt the same way," Felix laughs while tucking some hair behind your ear. "We're going to be home for about a month. I would like to take you out when you're free."

You grin ear to ear and nod your head in agreement. "I'd love that," you tell him before kissing him quickly. "But, for now, can we cuddle?"

Felix groans and tightens his grip on your hips. "I thought you'd never ask."

tagging: @thewxntersoldier @spacegirlstuff @reddesert-healourblues

[daceydeath]

A Working Proposal (part 1)

Pairings: Chan x Reader (each chapter will contain different pairings)

Genre: Smut

Word Count: 3.8k

Warnings: 18+, minors dni, sex contracts, swearing, unprotected sex (always be safe), creampie, vaginal sex, oral sex (f & m receiving)

You had been working with Stray Kids for a while now and after a long day at work turns into a very unexpected but intriguing proposal. Will this change your world or end your career?

Chan arranged for you to come by his studio to finish going over the schedule and confirm the costuming for the next music video an shoot, which you knew from the get go was a ploy but you scheduled it into the official diary for the team so there would be no interruptions. He had told you after each of them had taken their time kissing you until your head was spinning that he would explain everything and you could make a proper decision then when you weren't getting groped, kissed and teased. You had to admit you had been pretty willing to continue your morning activities but you needed to be careful and as soon as your phone rang you stopped them quickly switched back into business mode, which amazed at least Minho and Chan who were impressed that you could switch from whimpering mess to politely capable manager in a second.

You arrived looking every bit the on track Artist Manager, tablet tucked under your arm and drinks in hand as you knocked and waited for Chan to let you in, which he did with an adorable grin on his face.

"Grab a seat and we can get started" he stepped aside keeping the charade in place until his door was closed and locked. You placed his drink on his desk and sat on his couch hoping that you didn't look too nervous.

"I'm not going to bite you" he joked smirking as he sat in his desk chair, licking your lips you shifted to sit more comfortably. "I thought you probably would like an explanation then you can ask anything you want if that's cool"

"Yeah that's probably a good way to start because I have no idea what I'm doing in this scenario" you admitted with a shy laugh as you looked him in the eye finally.

"Well our arrangement is whatever you are comfortable with mainly but it's to our advantage. We will meet up usually here for Bin, Han or me and the dance studio for the others, but since you're on staff you can easily meet us at the dorms too, we have sex and then we go on like everything is normal while we work. It's not a daily thing it's not even necessarily a weekly thing it's just when we need it" Chan explained slowly trying to make it as easy to follow as possible "We won't be paying you for this, you aren't a hooker, but some of will probably buy you things if you let us and we will always look out for you make sure your safe"

"Alright, is it all eight of you or just the six from this morning?" Your voice sounded a little breathy but you knew Chan wasn't going to judge you for it.

"Seungmin and Jeongin don't often join in, but they might want to once they know it's you, and of course if it is alright with you" Chan smiled affectionately.

"So I can choose who and how? As long as I agree to it, that is a very open ended deal Chan, what happens if I say no?" you asked slightly skeptically.

"We are never going to force you to do anything, if you show up and are happy to just make out with us, let us touch you that can be enough, but if you start saying no too often we will end the arrangement because you obviously aren't interested anymore" Chan reassured you moving to sit beside you on the couch and taking you hand in his.

"Will there be other arrangements going on at the same time?"

"Never, it is one at a time to prevent any sort of mess. There have only been four before you three of them were other idols and one was another staffer. We will ask you to sign a contract saying that you will never talk about what happened between" Chan sighed softly shifting a little closer to you.

"If we stop it goes back to how it was? I get to stay on the team?" you whispered as you realised how close you now were his hot breath fanning across your skin.

"Uhuh we're not letting you go, you're too good to us already" Chan murmured against your lips before once again pulling you into a head spinning kiss, his plump lips sliding against yours softly allowing you time to pull away, when your hand moved up his arm towards his shoulder his kiss turned fiery pulling you to him roughly to place you in his lap your hands instantly finding themselves in his hair pulling it gently. Chan groaned into your mouth as you slipped your tongue between his lips and fought for dominance with his only to lose as he pulled you harshly down against the hard on staining in his jeans.

"Fuck Chan" you gasped pulling away from his lips "Wait it's still working hours" you moaned as he kissed and nipped at your neck.

"Sorry, you're right, got too excited" he laughed airily stilling his movements allowing you to climb off his lap. "We still haven't worked out which of us your happy to do this with or what you want for your safety" he panted grinning widely

"Oh um all of you and safety?" you panted trying to calm yourself down and clear your head.

"Do you want us wearing condoms? are you on birth control? are you happy with us just pulling out?" Chan chuckled at your dazed expression as you tried to get your breathing back to normal.

"I have an implant, if you guys are all clean then I don't mind if you use condoms or not" You blinked feeling more cautious about what this was all going to mean for everyone.

"Did you want to start slow? you said you weren't too experienced so we don't want to overwhelm you" Chan smiled seductively at you making you long for him all over again.

"Yes that would be good" you nodded feeling like a deer in headlights under his heated gaze.

"Come to the our dorm tonight about 9 it will be just you and me" Chan reached forward to cup your face.

"What about whoever it was you had last night?" you blurted out without meaning to watching Chan's eyes dim slightly at the mention of the whole thing.

"We ended it after you left. I didn't want her and she never made it to the dance room because Felix freaked out after he thought he had hurt you" Chan murmured "We joined the boys in the studio to help calm Felix down and decided that it would be a good time to ask you if you wanted to join instead" He sighed gently trying to make sure you understand and you do if you agree to see Chan later tonight it's official they get to do what they want with you, when they want as long as it won't interfere with work.

"I can do 9" you whisper staring into his eyes hoping he knows how much you want this even if it's only a short thing.

"Here take this with you now and bring it with you tonight baby" Chan smirks again standing up and pulling an envelope from his bag on the floor beside his desk. "And whatever I needed to sign off on to get you here is fine"

You smile shyly in return and go to leave his studio your meeting time now over and your phone already buzzing with incoming messages and schedule information. Chan followed you the few steps to the door stopping to kiss you softly as he unlocked the door for you allowing you to leave and return to work as though you hadn't just been in his lap being kissed senseless only ten minutes earlier. Walking down the hallway you smiled sweetly as you passed Changbin and Han who both notice the envelope grasped in your hand behind your tablet as you flicked between messages their eyebrows raising in interest but not saying a word.

You opened the dance studio door and slid onto the couch pretending not to notice the glances between the boys and then at the envelope still in your hands the only people who didn't seem to notice it were the manager that you had joined on the couch and Seungmin and Jeongin who were trying to follow Minho's instructions as he counted through the eight beats of arm movements slowly for them.

"I just need to borrow Jeongin and Seungmin for about 5 minutes if that's ok" you smiled loading up the costuming work that had yet to be approved. Minho smirked allowing the boys to stop and go over to meet with you.

"Do any of you need anything?" the manager asked as he got up to leave waving as the boys gave a various chorus of no thank you he shut the door behind him.

"I just need you two to approve the costuming and then the music video can be scheduled" you grinned as each of them looked over what was planned for them.

"What's this?" Jeongin asked picking up the envelope that was now sitting uncovered on the couch beside you turning it over in his fingers slowly.

"Just something for me to go over later" you waved it off hoping he wasn't about to open it considering you hadn't even laid eyes on it yet.

"Is it from Chan Hyung?" Seungmin asked looking you straight in the eye.

"Yes" you nodded simply not wishing to lie you them but also because you could almost feel Hyunjin and Felix itching to ask you about it.

"Is it one of our agreements?" Jeongin asked shyly still looking intently at the tablet trying to hide the faint pink staining his cheeks.

"It is. Will that be a problem?" you replied softly hoping that you weren't about to upset anyone.

"No, no not a problem at all" Seungmin smirked meeting your eyes before looking and Jeongin for a moment "Hopefully your alright with all eight of us though". You felt heat flood your face and neck at his words.

"Aw do you two want a taste too?" Minho teased giggling "She tastes like sunshine I can assure you"

"Hold on you already started? When?" Jeogin gaped at Minho and Hyunjin who were laughing heartily at their reactions then back to you.

"This morning and we only kissed her don't worry you haven't missed out" Felix sighed already looking so done as the two younger ones pouted and the two older ones roared laughing.

"If you are all quite done, I need to get back to finishing the music video prep" You rolled your eyes mildly annoyed that they were being so flippant with the whole thing. You slipped the contract and tablet from Jeongin's fingers before standing up to leave the room the sounds of them dramatically teasing each other followed you until you shut the studio doors.

Your day had flown mainly due to how hectic organizing eight men who occasionally act like kindergarten kids can be, but that had helped you keep your nerves in check. Chan had texted you saying none of the others knew that you were seeing him that night and he had managed to get the others out of the dorm on the pretense of meetings with the higher up management.

Knocking on the front door of the dorm at three to nine you played with your fingers until you heard Chan turning the lock to let you in, he had already washed up his hair fluffy and soft looking and wearing only a shirt and shorts, making you feel a little self conscious that you had put in perhaps too much effort seeing that you were still in makeup and casual but still pretty clothes. Ushering you into the hallway he wasted no time pressing you back to the wall hands gripping your hips, kissing you deeply while you whimpered softly. under his touch.

"I'm glad you didn't cancel" he smiled pulling away from you and giving you a little space "I wasn't sure if you really wanted to start so quickly or if you were just trying to keep me and the kids happy" he admitted leading you further into the dorm.

"I want to do this, I can't pretend that I don't find you all incredibly attractive, I'm just nervous" you confessed right back hoping that airing your feelings to Chan would make it feel a little more natural and a little less transactional. You sat on their couch as Chan moved to the kitchen to get you both a drink coming back with two glasses and a bottle of wine.

"Despite the fact we ask you to sign a contract none of us view you as anything less than what you already are to us, we aren't going to start treating you like you are our whore or some kind of toy. Like I said this hasn't happened many times and it has never been all eight of us interested, so you are special to us" Chis dimples shone as he smiled genuinely at you pouring you a glass as you placed the envelope on the coffee table in front of you both, he seemed to ignore and rather looked at you affectionately.

"Even though Seungmin and Jeongin spoke about it in the studio today I didn't think they were serious, I thought it was just teasing like you guys always do" your weren't sure how it was going to all work but you believed Chan when he told you that it wouldn't change your work life and they would continue to respect you.

"This might be the one thing none of us joke about" Chan chuckled softly taking your hand in his caressing the back of your hand with his fingers. You felt as though he was doing his best to relax you but also be honest with you which did help to put you slightly at ease.

"Can I kiss you again?" he whispered almost innocently making your heart begin to race all over again, nodding slowly he took the glass from you and cupped your face in his large hands so carefully it was almost too sweet. Pressing his lips to yours his first kiss was chaste and soft like the first tentative kiss on a date, as you relaxed into him his pace picked up his tongue gently swiping your bottom lips asking for entrance as you both slowly let your hands begin to wander the others body.

"Should we take this to your room rather than the lounge?" you breathed against his lips when you broke away for air.

"Abso -fucking-lutely" he groaned against you getting to his feet and pulling you with him, turning you both he walked you backwards into the hall stopping you colliding with anything as you continued devouring each other. Finally reaching his bedroom door which he pressed you against kissing down your jaw and down your neck finally biting the skin at the junction of your shoulder and neck making your knees weak.

"Fuck Chan" you gasped as he laved over his bite mark with his tongue, already feeling yourself grow wetter than you had been in possibly your whole life.

"That's exactly what your going to do baby" he smirked finally getting you into his room and stripping you of your shirt. "Fuck, you are pretty in lace baby" he groaned at the partially sheer lace number you had decided to wear for him. His hands roamed your body squeezing and kneading the soft curves of your hips, arse and tits making you groan into his mouth. Moving you backwards until the back of your knees hit his bed frame before gently pushing you backwards onto his sheets.

"Open your mouth pretty girl" he instructed as he rid himself of his own clothes, his cock bouncing to attention as he stood before you, you did as you were told opening your mouth as letting your tongue stick out making him groan again.

"Fuck you might be the best one we have had yet" he grinned seductively gently tapping the tip of his dick against you tongue which you instantly slid as far into your mouth as you could making him grab your hair.

You ran your tongue along the underside as you took him into your throat, one hand moving to cup his balls and roll them in your hand alternating between gentle tugs and squeezes making Chan carefully begin fucking your throat.

"Fuck your mouth is heaven" he moaned pushing your head back slowly to watch himself sliding in between you lips as drool began collecting at the corners of your mouth "So good yet so dirty sucking your boss' cock like you were made for it" his words were making you even hotter and you couldn't help the muffled mewl that escaped your throat making him hiss in pleasure. Chan pulled you off his dick leaning down to kiss you softly and he pushed you backwards to do away with your jeans, climbing over you

"I'll be gentle with you baby, I know it's all fairly new to you" He muttered against the skin just below your ear and he mouthed at your neck.

"Chan" you panted feeling like your body was already aflame even though he hadn't even touched you "please".

"So needy baby and all mine" his voice sending sparking through your skin and he skimmed his hands down your sides to undo your pants. Pulling back from you he removed your jeans in one hard tug throwing them to the floor somewhere to be found later. covering your body again with his he placed wet kisses from your throat down your chest stopping only to tease a nipple with his tongue through the lace of your bra.

"Fuck" you gasped breathily arching into him as he pulled the lace aside to properly suck it into his mouth his tongue laving around it painfully slowly, watching your face the entire time.

"I going to make you feel so good baby" he chuckled darkly restarting the trial of kisses down your body until he came to the top of your underwear, toying with the waist band as he kissed his way to the top of your thighs making you unconsciously spread them further for him. You almost yelped as he buried his nose in your clothed core inhaling deeply and groaning "You smell like heaven I bet you taste better don't you baby"

"Please" you mewled again need him to actually touch you.

"Patience baby let me taste you before I fuck you yeah?" Chan's voice had turned far deeper than you ever imagined it could making you even wetter.

"Anything you want Chan, anything" you panted desperately

Once again he chuckled darky before pulling the lace aside and taking his first taste of you, his tongue taking one long languid lick from your entrance to your clit and back again making you almost scream, keeping his eyes on your already fucked out face he began eating you out messily varying between sucking you clit between his plump lips almost harshly and circling it with his tongue. Your head was light from the pleasure he was already given you and he had only started, moaning wantonly he took your noises as encouragement giving you clit another sharp suck before pushing his tongue into your entrance working the muscle against your desperate walls and he held your hips down now that you were bucking beneath him.

"Never been eaten properly then? We will fix that baby" he cooed softly pulling himself away from you causing you to whimper in protest "But after earlier today I have to fuck you"

Sliding your underwear off your legs, Chan again teased you by sliding the head of his cock through your wet folds rubbing your clit then back down until your moans got the better of him still sitting on his knees he slid himself into your aching core bottoming out in one slow thrust causing your eyes to roll back into your head. Grunting in pleasure he lazily started thrusting his thumb coming down to press onto your clit causing you to tighten around him instantly.

"Shit baby keep clenching like that and this time is going to be quick" he groaned picking up his pace slightly as his other hand clamped around your thigh.

"Chan oh god, Chan" your moans were loud in the empty house as you let him fuck you how he wanted, each moan of his name making him speed up until his hips were slapping against you as his cock rubbed against your walls perfectly. You weren't going to last long and you knew it but neither was Chan his grip on your leg and the rubbing of his thumb against your clit increasing every time your walls spasmed around his length.

"Baby where do you want it?" he moaned feeling his climax beginning to approach as yours sped towards you like lightening.

"Inside. Please Chan, inside" your voice was breathy and high as you struggled to make the words come out.

"Fuck so hot" he grunted viscously ponding into you faster as he lent his head forward and a large drop of saliva dripped from his lips to your clit causing you to convulse in pleasure, he grinned watching as you arched your back moaning again. Moments later you felt the knot inside you snap causing your vision to turn white as your walls clamped down on his dick and pulsed with your orgasm. Chan followed you over the threshold unable to control himself as your walls milked every last drop of cum he emptied into your tight little hole. Lowering himself onto you he gathered you into his arms holding you while you came down from your high, kissing you sweetly while still buried inside you.

Minutes passed and instead of slipping out of you and getting dressed Chan simply rolled onto his side and gathered you into him tucking your head under his chin as you panted softly.

"You ok?" his voice sounded amused and you were sure he was smirking.

"So much better than ok" you murmured still coming off your high.

"Good, I didn't hurt you did I? I didn't want to be too rough with you since you know.." Chan was gently rubbing your back making you relax against him.

"No I loved it" you admitted embarrassed that you were just freely telling him everything about you.

"You want to go again then?" He was definitely smirking this time.

A/N: Thank you for reading, as I said at the start this series will be updated sporadically but any reblogs, comments or criticisms are appreciated greatly xx

Taglist (open): @christopher-bangnaldoskzz, @symptoms-of-moonlight, @septicrebel, @ayoitschannie, @krishatumblernow,

[sandy-the-glader]

George x reader (fem or gn you choose) so reader is the new neighbour, while they are talented too their parents didn’t make them work, got to go to college and have a somewhat normal life. However Lockwood & Co are the only people their age and they are lonely during summer so they decide to ask them if they want a hand (they are clueless on how agencies work) and Lockwood is so desperate with administration and/or stock deliveries he accepts. Reader starts working at Portland Row, never going on the field and while reader gets on well with Lucy and Lockwood, George is a bit more cold bc not only reader is treating this as a summer job, he resents reader for the opportunity of pursuing their studies and prob jealous of reader and their family next door. Too specific perhaps? Pick what you want but I need more George x reader 🫠🫠🫣

New assistant

Character: George Karim × Fem!Reader

Type: fluff, tad bit of angst

Length: 3.2k words

Summary: (Basically the request above!)

Trope: Girl Next Door/Grumpy x Sunshine (I'm sorry i love George and this trope)

A/n: LONG A/N omg don’t worry about the ask being too detailed it actually helps me out a lot because I can just fill in all the details and this was the easiest one to write out of all my requests so thank you I really adore it! I did change a few things so I hope that's okay. Enemies to Lovers oneshot coming out soon (hopefully) also I’m so sorry this came out late I’ve been slacking big time!! Also if you guys wanna request for Gilbert Blythe from Anne with an E I would love it

"Hi." I greeted. "I'm Y/n the new neighbor next door and I just wanted to introduce myself and ask you something." I pointed with my thumb to my left referencing my house.

"Oh hello. I briefly spoke with your father this morning." He recalled.

"I apologize if he isn't the most talkative. My mother is the chatty one." I cleared my throat. "You're Anthony Lockwood right?" He nodded.

"Most people just call me Lockwood but please come in." He moved to the side. I stepped inside and the layout basically mirrored our house. It was very cozy and homey.

The walls were littered with artifacts it was almost like a mini museum to look at. It was really extraordinary to see. There was also a little bench and an umbrella holder mainly with rapiers in it.

He lead me into the living area and it was just as cozy as the hallway I sat in one of the chairs and he briefly excused himself. I looked around the room keeping my eyes busy.

I sat patiently just waiting for Lockwood to return. I heard some clattering in the kitchen then he soon came back with a sheepish smile playing on his lips.

"Sorry about that." He placed a tray of biscuits and tea in front of me. "I normally would have George do that part but he's out of the house at the moment."

"Oh, it's fine I really don't mind." I tried to calm his stressed mood. That's why I wanted the job. "So I overheard the other day that you needed an assistant? I was in need of a job so I was hoping I could help around here? Take some of the load off your guy's backs?" I asked nervously.

Since the houses were connected sometimes you could hear them talking in certain rooms. The other day is when I heard a male voice complain about needing more people and how there was never enough time for re-stocking salt bombs or preparing chains. I only knew so much about both items but I was sure willing to try.

"Ah yes, that would be perfect around here. We've all been working and we don't have time anymore for certain things." He chuckled. "Um, do you happen to have any talents? Just curious."

"Oh yes, I have touch and a bit of sight. I just never became an agent because I wanted to go to school." He nodded understanding the situation. "And my parents never forced it upon me. They always thought the business was too dangerous so..."

"Well frankly we really are desperate but you will get the same pay as George and Lucy. I want to thank you this will honestly be more help than you may think." I shook my head.

"It really is not a big deal I'm really in need of a summer job right now and this helps me too." Before I could elaborate the front door swung open and it revealed a pair arguing about something.

"No no no that's actually wrong!" The boy argued. I assumed that was George and the girl was Lucy.

"Please not in front of our guest." Lockwood gave them a desperate smile. "This is Y/n. She moved in last week." Lucy gave me a small smile and placed her bag by the entrance of the room. She walked over to me and shook my hand.

"I'm Lucy Carlyle. It's good to finally meet you." she looked at the other boy trying to tell him to introduce himself. He sighed as if I was causing him a problem.

"George Karim." He spoke before walking off.

"I'm sorry about him. He’s not good with new people." Lockwood apologized.

"It's okay! I understand." I let out a nervous chuckle.

The rest of the day was full of many things mainly the tour of the house/ where everything was located. It was a little nerve-wracking because I wanted to make a good impression and make sure I did the job right.

At the end of the day, Lockwood explained the times he wanted me here and when I could leave. Everything sounded good and maybe I would actually have a good summer this year.

As the sun started to dip down below the trees across from our houses, I quietly shut the door of Lockwood and Co easily slipping out of the house.

I pulled out the key and slid it into the lock. I opened the door and was hit with a pleasant aroma. Garlic, spices, it was some recipe I couldn't place.

"I'm home." I called out. I heard my dad in the kitchen and my mom was somewhere in the house. I filled up on tea and many biscuits over at the house so I wasn't exactly in the mood for something to eat. I slipped off my shoes and went up the stairs to my room.

-

Walking into 35 Portland Row the next day there was already chaos. Lockwood was running around searching for his tie, George was complaining about tea and Lucy was yelling about chains.

"Lockwood!" I got his attention and he slowed down a little bit. "I'll help you find your tie okay? What's happening what's the rush?"

"We have to talk about a case with a big company in 15 minutes, we woke up late and we were not prepared. They wanted to see our equipment and-"

"Hey. Again I'll find your tie, I'll pack up some salt bombs and flares. Slow down it's gonna be alright. You hired me so you wouldn’t be stressed.” He nodded and gulped lightly.

I made sure to stop by the kitchen first to see George in distress about how they somehow had absolutely no tea in the house.

“Hey you can go get ready I’ll be sure to pick up some tea later.” I proposed to George. He hummed as if not to care and walked out of the room. He has been so difficult already and I haven't even known him for 24 hours.

Lockwood’s tie was in the kitchen on one of the chairs. I snagged it and headed down to the storeroom. Lucy was a stressed mess going through chains and trying to go through flares at the same time. "Lucy." I interrupted her thoughts. "How about I sort and oil chains for you guys and I'll take care of the supplies. Go have a quick breakfast, George and Lockwood too.”

She sighed and briefly hugged me.

"Thank you."

"Yeah of course!" She quickly ran out of the storage room and I heard her head up the stairs.

There were many different types of flares to choose from, salt bombs too. I grabbed a few different kinds and placed three in a smaller bag down here obviously for missions.

I walked out of the storeroom and slung the bag of supplies over my shoulder to carry upstairs. Lockwood had been pacing in the kitchen and Lucy had a piece of toast in her hand. Not sure where George had wandered off to but I was nervous for them all to be on time.

“Tie and supplies.” I handed both things to Lockwood and a wave of relief washed over him.

“Thank you Y/n truly you’re a lifesaver.” I nodded and stepped back. They both started to drift out of the room and soon the house was filled with silence.

Well, that was one way to start the first day. What was I thinking? I don't know how to oil chains or how I'm supposed to sort them. How hard could it be..?

-

"Why did you let her put everything together?" George grumbled in the taxi.

"What do you mean?" Lockwood furrowed his eyebrows.

"She just started here and she acted like she could fix everything and how do you know she will just do everything right?"

"Because I hired her and I have faith. George, you just have to give her a chance." George grumbled in response and just stared out the car window.

-

Over time and working at 35 Portland Row I seemed to realize one thing that never seemed to change. George Karim.

It's like he goes out of his way to pick on things I didn't do correctly. It is possibly the hardest thing to deal with.

"We needed more salt bombs."

"Why didn't you get flares while we were out?"

“That’s not how you do it!”

Even when I'm not working and I'm hanging out with Lucy he will complain were "too loud" or "disturbing his peace"

He is extremely different around me. Whenever I walk into the same room as him it's like his whole mood changes. There's always this look in his eye I could never understand.

Anger? Hatred even?

He was friendly around Lockwood and Lucy but never me. I was really determined to figure out what I did to make him this way with me.

-

“Hey Luce?” I rolled over on Lucy’s bed.

“Hm?” She asked as she was painting her nails black.

“So you know why George isn’t fond of me?” She snorted.

“He’s fond of you even thought he might not like to show it exactly..?”

“It makes it sound like you’re just trying to make me feel better.” I groaned.

“Hey.” She looked at me pausing her nails. “Over these past couple of months, you’ve become like my closest friend. Why would I lie to you?” She put the nail polish brush back into the bottle and placed it on the side table.

“Because you’re Lucy Carlyle and you’re the most mischievous person I know.” She gasped before throwing a pillow at me with her non-painted hand. “See! Mischief!” Maybe and hopefully Lockwood would know.

-

"Lockwoooooood." I wined. He was surrounded by books in the library. He jolted up at my voice.

"Oh um hi." His eyes were wide and tired.

"Lockwood you need a nap." I frowned. He has a few empty tea cups surrounding him.

"Nevermind that. What did you need?" He blinked a couple of times trying to wake himself up. He looked quite a mess I wasn't even sure I should be asking him this right now.

"If I tell you, you must take a nap after." He nodded and kept blinking.

"Do you know why George doesn't like me?" Lockwood sat up and looked shocked.

"He doesn't not like you." I groaned.

"Ugh, that's what Lucy said! But it's true he obviously dislikes me I can see it in his cold eyes." Lockwood cracked a smile.

"He does i promise. But if you want to make any of us happy in this house.. food is the way to go."

"Thank you!" I beamed. Not only did I get a tip for George but for all of them.

-

I placed all of the bags of food on the kitchen table. I took Lockwood's advice immediately.

I made sure to purchase my own ingredients. George was picky about people using his spices or things in the fridges without his knowing and even if you did ask it was most always a definite no.

I wanted to cook for Lockwood and everyone else! Just a small nice gesture. And also to make George like me more.

I’ve had little experience from cooking but just enough to make this recipe. My family made it constantly and kept the ingredients and steps on a little note card in the kitchen.

I did my best and followed along as well as I could. I added everything as it should be, no more no less.

The smell attracted Lockwood into the kitchen.

“Oh Y/n. Hi.” I hummed. “I thought George was cooking.”

“Nope. Thought I’d do something for you guys. You’ve had a long week. You better have taken that nap like I told you.” The agents had many back-to-back cases making them extremely exhausted. Of course, I packed their gear each and every day and made sure they had something in their system before going off to fight visitors.

And since George has been tired he hasn’t been cooking meaning they’ve only been eating out.

“That’s very thoughtful. And I have by the way.” Lockwood flashed his signature smile and raised his hands in defense. "May I help?"

"Oh no, Lockwood! You sit down while I do this for you okay?"

"You've been doing so much all month! And the month before that too."

"Thats my job Lockwood." I chuckled.

"Just let me help a little bit." I sighed. I knew I couldn't keep him from helping since this is his kitchen and the boy is stubborn.

I don't know how but in a matter of minutes he made it so astonishingly messy.

"Hey if you keep making it this messy you're cleaning it up."

"Okay okay!" He laughed. With the extra help, the dish was being made way faster than before. Even if his real purpose was to mess up the kitchen and I swear it was.

"Can you go grab Lucy and George for me?" Lockwood hummed and he pulled his lanky body out of the kitchen and up to the bedrooms.

I started to place all of the food onto the table and I made everything as neat and pretty as I could. I wanted tonight to be special and I wanted George to actually like me. Even if it was just for tonight that wouldn't be all that bad.

One by one the members of Lockwood and co trudged down the steps and landed into the kitchen. A small chatter filled the room and it felt really nice to have this again.

Since they were always eating out this week I could never really join them and besides I was never at the house past the time they left at dusk. I always did the chores during the day and I only stayed if they asked me to.

They all pulled out a chair and Lockwood grabbed drinks and such . Soon they started grabbing their own servings of the food and their faces morphed into a interested grin. Except George of course he kept his plain look but I swear I saw the corners of his cheeks twitch as if he were going to.

The actual part where they tried the food was nerve-wracking. I was worried they wouldn’t like this but as soon as George spoke out my worries faded away.

"This isn't bad." George hummed

"Yeah, this is amazing Y/n! Where did you learn to cook like this?" She shoveled some more food into her mouth.

"Eh you know just my parents." George glanced down at his food.

"You should stay in tonight." Lockwood offered. "The food was great like they said and I'm sure we could all find something to do together."

I thought for a moment. The plan sounded lovely but I was sure I had plans later tonight.

"Well, my parents must-" George abruptly stood up and stormed out of the room and out of the house. The door made a loud bang. We all sat in silence.

I didn’t know what happened did but I for sure knew it had something to do with me.

I wasn't sure what to do so I followed George out of the house and saw him sitting on the steps with his hand propping his head up. I didn't say anything I just sat next to him.

"I'm sorry for whatever I did to you. I don't know what I said or did but I just don't want you to be angry with me." George was silent for a moment his eyes glued to the street.

"I'm not mad at you." He finally said looking over at me. "I'm jealous." He admitted. I almost laughed but I was genuinely curious. I was doing Lockwood and Co's dirty work for gods sake. And of course, I wasn't mad about that that's what I signed up for. But in that moment I finally realized that look he gave me. It was jealousy.

"Jealous of what?" I frowned.

"Your relationship with your parents." He sighed. I was shocked but it made sense. All I've been talking about since I arrived here was my parents. I looked at him waiting for him to elaborate. "My parent's raised my siblings to be so successful they were all born engineers and I was just the odd child. When I got fired from Fittes they looked down on me they were so disappointed they barely even let me tell them why."

I was partly glad that George didn't hate my guts but another part of me felt sorrow for him.

"You're not an odd child." George scoffed at that. "It's true! You're so smart I've seen it. You crack most of the cases and Lucy tells me how quickly you find the sources. I've heard how hard you work to do research for this agency. Coming into this agency I had absolutely no idea how anything worked and now being around you and all the others… I feel like I know everything.” He nodded softly.

I scooted closer to him and he smiled.

“I know what it feels like to not fit in. In high school and even college, I was always a loner. I didn’t fit in with the other kids. Most of them would have parties and have fun but I was always sucked into my studies and that’s what made people not notice me. Well, I couple did and tossed me around for it but usually, they were drunk asshole boys who just wanted to get into a girl's pants.” George gave me a concerned look. “But here I feel like I have a place. Like I’m heard from and you guys understand me. And George… we all fit in together.”

It looked like something clicked in his brain. Like he finally realized something.

“You shouldn’t have to get your parent's approval to be successful.” I nudged him.

“I guess I just always paid attention to what I needed to improve on or do better I never realized what good was happening in front of me.” I patted his thigh. “I always preferred everything to be perfect. I think that’s why I made comments to you so much.”

“I’m also quite glad you don’t hate my guts.” He laughed. “I’m serious! I actually thought you hated me.”

“I’m sorry. I’m just not a big fan of the unfamiliar. But you have been working here for well over two months.”

“It’s okay I just hope we’re okay from this.” I pointed between us.

“Yes yes.” He clarified.

“Now can we go back inside? And it’s quite hot and I want a donut.” I complained. George stood up and offered a gentle hand. I took it and struggled a bit because I swear I was almost melted to the ground.

We entered quietly and went back down to the kitchen where we saw Lockwood and Lucy giving each other very lovey eyes.

Me and George exchanged very well knowing looks.

“You know if you two are going to keep looking at each other like that you might as well kiss.” He spoke out making them jump in shock.

“Yeah it’s really quite painful you know?” I crossed my arms.

“No, we’re not like that I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Lockwood fumbled with his words.

“Yeah, we aren’t doing anything.” Lucy flushed. “Yeah well since when are you two partners in crime?” I shrugged.

“Now.”

[leighlew3]

Want to know how it feels to be a writer in Hollywood?

Picture yourself working at an ice cream shop.

Customer: “Ohhh all of these look amazing, but that one in particular -- that looks so good, I'd love to try this 'rocky road' flavor.”

Worker: “Fantastic! Coming right up! Oh, you’re aware there’s nuts in it, correct? Just making sure, in case of allergies.”

“Yeah. I know what I want. Please give me rocky road.”

“Sure, no problem. :) Here ya go! Even gave ya a little extra, on the house!”

“Ew why is there nuts in this? It’s too crunchy for my mouth and I shouldn't be eating nuts anyway. I don’t want this.”

“Oh, I’m- I'm sorry… that’s… um, okay, well is there something else you’d like to try?”

“What do you suggest?”

“The mint chocolate chip is really popular.”

“Seen it too many times.”

"But have you tried it?"

"No, but I've seen it enough to know that's not what I want."

“Okie dokie. Though I will say we do something different with ours, we also add in-”

“Wait, hold on -- *lowers phone* -- I was just talking to a friend of mine, he's never even had ice cream, but he had this brilliant idea: what if we take the rocky road ice cream and mix the mint chocolate chip INTO it?”

“Oh, I— I'm sorry, just to understand, you just said you didn’t like nuts from rocky road and had no interest in the mint chocolate chip, but now you'd like both -- just, combined?"

"Yes, and I'm very excited about it!"

"K, I'll get to work on that for ya. Just a note, I'm not sure these two flavor profiles will work super great together, but hey -- it can't hurt to try."

“Exactly. It’s called development of flavors. Sometimes you have to figure out what you don’t like, duh.”

“Right. And we did. But now you want two things you didn’t want? I'm just trying to understand-”

“Yes, obviously, because together, it’s never been done.”

“Okie dokie. Not a problem!"

“And, can you do this fast? We need to leave soon.”

“Gotcha. Here you go!”

“Oh, this is gross. This doesn't work well together. Why the heck would you combine this? The flavors don't work well together.”

“Oh, I — I'm so sorry, but you wanted them combined."

"I mean it was a collaborative effort."

"Um, not really, you didn't even listen when I- you know what? It's all good. We're adaptable here and always happy to serve! Can I offer you something else! Sherbet, perhaps?"

“Is that like, fruity?"

"Yeah, we have orange or mango, I love the mango personally."

"Hmm. Maybe I'll try the orange. Actually, you know what? I don't know anymore, I don't know. I think I’ll come back in six months and tell you want I want.”

“Wait, s- sorry- six months?”

“I’m very busy. I have to go to four other ice cream shops just this week.”

“Oh... ok...”

“In the meantime can I get a free sample of the mango sherbet?”

“Oh, so you do you want sherbet! Sure, be happy to get that for ya!”

"Please put it in the large ice cream cone and with double scoops."

"Oh... that's... sorry that's no longer a sample. You'd have to pay for that much..."

"Haha. Sure. I mean, you're lucky I'm even standing here. Most people would kill for my presence in their shop."

"...you know what? That's fine. Here you go, have a good day, and I hope you leave us a positive review!"

“I don't do reviews. And oh, this tastes weird... this is way different from ice cream. It's very fruit forward.”

“Yes, because it’s sherbet.”

"Yeah, I know the difference."

"But you just said... nevermind. Can I help you with anything else?"

“No. And, thanks, I guess. Really would have preferred ice cream. Maybe something chocolate like rocky road or mint chocolate chip, you know?”

"?!?!!?"

End scene.

[faerunsbest]

Gave myself a case of the sads thinking about the gith egg

I would imagine that rolan after everything is done is just incredibly busy. He doesn't have time for much if anything and when he tries it just turns I to him napping near Ma'na and she's very happy he does sleep near her. She loves his little snore and the way his face looks at rest.

But she was a silly thing, she kept that egg that is now a child that desperately needs attention. Her attention and she's so happy to give it. Sadly that means they're quite split in need and availability.

One day Ma'na while feeding her baby, hers. She didn't expanyone else to lay claim...though she might have hoped. One day while feeding she say that babies playful smile fall when Rolan came into the kitchen searching for something.

Oh.

She pressed her mouth into a thin line before taking a breath.

"My love, can I help with something?"

He turned and glanced back to see her witha spoon raised to a now disinterested baby.

"Ah, no I see that you're busy. Thank you."

"Oh."

He paused to look at her, that crestfallen expression and wasn't sure what to do. He left the room to continue his search elsewhere.

A day, two days and week.

"Rolan, is everything alright? Where did you sleep last night I don't see you in bed anymore."

"Oh, I just didn't want to wake you two. You looked exhausted."

"I miss you."

He furrows his brow at forlorn features, unsure how he can fix things. He thought he was being polite, the thought took too long. Rolan watched her expression shift as she absorbed that silence as an answer. His chest tightened and when he wanted to say something he was called away.

That's really quite enough.

Rolan watched from his study as Ma'na paced about, the baby on her hip playing with her hair. She was doing something but he couldn't tell what until much later neat dinner she came to knock at his door.

"Mmm?"

He glanced up to see her walking in, he gave a smile as she did.

"Yes?"

"I thought...well."

Rolan blinked as he looked up from the scroll, pausing his work as he studied her face.

"Yes?"

"I'm going now, so you can sleep in your bed tonight. We won't take it up anymore."

He frowned, setting the quill down to look at her

"You're heading out? When shall I expect your return?"

His heart dropped at they way she looked at him so sadly.

"I love you very much but it's best we leave."

His breaking heart began to race, he stood in a hurry...freezing when she stepped back.

"What's this about?! The bed? I'll go to it I swear every night-"

"But you don't want to."

"What?! What do you mean?"r

"I love you, but I need to choose right now. I made a choice without talking to you. I brought this baby with me cause he doesn't have anyone, and that's my fault. So I...I'm going to my best for him."

" I don't, I don't understand what's happening please just talk to me about this Ma'na."

"Rolan, when I bring him with me into a room. You leave it. I have never seen you smile at him, not once."

"I'm sorry I'm just bust and stressed..I'm not good with infants but I'll try-"

"No!"

Rolan feels his eyes sting, his hands dropped to his sides as he waited for what he knew was the end.

"You can do that, you put in all the fforr. You can strive and struggle to make him feel loved but all he will now is that it is a struggle to love him."

He watched her eyes flutter as she caught back tears.

"Maybe one day you'll have time, or maybe you'll find someone who works for what you have, but I need to leave. I will not have anyone feel the way I did. So I love you, I do. But you don't need me. You'll be fine, you can take care of yourself."

For a moment, he felt like time stopped and when he blinked, she was out the door. He went rushing out just In time to see her with her old pack heavy on her back and that damn baby on her hip while she left.

[marksbear]

Hiii love your work.

Just wondering if you could do a Namor x Male reader that is a surgeon and is constantly stressed and has little to no time which causes an argument and you can choose the ending.

No worries if you can't:) thank you for your time. Stay safe and make sure to take care of yourself xxx

What's up! Thank you so much! I'm very willing to do your request and thank you for requesting it. I hope you enjoy it. -Mark.

NAMOR X MALE READER

Namor was a very patient man. He is a ruler of a kingdom after all and on the side of that he was a husband. 

Sadly he didn't know how long he could be patient anymore with his husband. His husband was driving him insane. Always coming home late, tired and irritated. Namor always tried to understand his busy husband's work, but there's a part of him that feels betrayed and heartbroken. 

Years ago before they were married. They used to be the greatest couple in the lands and seas. Gods were even jealous of the couple. Y/n was still a doctor but always made excuses for him to be with his boyfriend.

Now as a married couple they are rarely seen with each other. But when they are with each other it's in silence or arguing.

Y/n on the other hand couldn't risk losing his job for his husband. When he was younger and reckless he would risk anything for his husband. But now he can't be a surgeon and a husband at the same time. It is becoming difficult for him. If he makes an excuse to be with Namor he has someone's life on the line. 

When Y/n and Namor were just dating Y/n almost had an excuse every day to be with his boyfriend. So when his boss caught on to the lies she almost fired the young man, but decided not to because he was the best on the field, even better than some co-worker named Stephen Strange.  

But the boss left Y/n with a warning. That's when Y/n got his act together and quickly matured. He didn't want to get fired; he spent all of those years studying,training and working just for nothing.

 

WITH THE COUPLE.

BLUE IS NAMOR.

"Namor honey...please not now." Y/n begs his husband. Y/n just got home where Namor was just standing in the hallway arms crossed waiting for his husband. "So when y/n? Do I need to check your schedule to see when you're free?!" "Baby please. Don't do this to me." Y/n begs walking closer to his husband. Namor walks to Y/n as well, closing the distance between them. "Y/n” Namor says softly wrapping his arms around Y/n shoulders bringing him closer so their foreheads are touching. “Can we please talk n/n…” Y/n looks Namor deeply in his eyes before responding. “Yeah.” The couple stand in silence just holding each other. Namor unraps his arms from his husband taking his hands and leads him to the shared bedroom.

They sit in silence until Y/n phone goes off. Y/n reaches for his phone in his pocket but never breaks eye contact with Namor. Once he has it out he hands it to Namor. Namor takes it and places it on a desk. “I'm all yours my king.” Namor's wings flutter a little from his husband's words. Y/n strips out of his clothes blushing a little when he feels his husband staring at his body. Namor watches him until he begins to take his own clothes off. After the couple is both naked Y/n gets on top of Namor laying his head between his chest. Namor uses his free hand and plays with Y/n hair kissing the top of his head. “Baby i’m sorry” Y/n says moving his head facing Namor. Namor opens his mouth to speak but shuts it when he notices Y/n eyes starting to water. “Baby I'm really sorry.” Namor watches his husband as he cries into his chest. Namor doesn’t see this side of Y/n much even though they were together for centuries; he mostly sees him happy or nowadays just sleepy and tired. 

Y/n didn’t even notice that he was crying on his husband. Until he couldn’t breathe any more and when he started wheezing. He didn’t know why he started crying; it just happen. Y/n raised his head up from his husband's chest wiping his eyes. “Uhmm sorry I guess stress got me.” Y/n tries to joke to lighten the mood. “Anyways.” Y/n says to his Namor he gives Namor a gentle smile. Y/n lays back down on Namor.

"I haven't been avoiding you on purpose I swear my king." Y/n says try reassuring Namor. "So why haven't we spent more time together. You are gone all day and night!" Y/n raises his head up from his husband's chest and leaves kisses on his jaw line trying to prevent another argument. Namor gets the hint and calms himself down. "Namor... I have been threatened to lose my job...Because all those times i'll just ignore it to be with you and so many people lost their lives because of me because I wasn't there to save them." Namor listens to his husband carefully before responding back.

"Then just stay with the kingdom with me. We are unstoppable together and we both know that. We were made for each other mi amor. Rule by my side." Namor pleads to his husband. "My king---" "Be my kingdom's heart. While I am the body..."

"Please Y/n."