#i'm transferring schools and moving in a couple of weeks so

[thoughtidtry]

Dress Final Part 3/3- LN

SUMMARY: Lando's best friend can't keep pretending he's not her everything. Not after missing seeing him in person for so long. PAIRING: Lando Norris X LongDistanceBestfriend!fem!reader A/N: Inspired by Lando's race win and song Dress by Taylor Swift. 900K+ words. Kinda steamy..... enjoy <3 Part: 1 2 3

"And if I get burned, at least we were electrified"

As the taxi came to a stop in front of the hotel, Lando stepped out holding out a hand to help you out of the car. You smile up at him taking his hand in yours. He guided you through the lobby with practiced ease, and you both made your way to the elevator.

"My hotel is on the fifth floor."

You stated as Lando pressed the button for the eighth. He looked over at you with a smirk.

" You think I'm not taking you to mine after what you said at the club?"

Your cheeks grew pink at what he was hinting. Lando had always been the man of your dreams but to think he could actually be yours had always been out of the question. He lightly chuckled as the elevator opened up on his floor, he loved to see the effect he could have on you.

Once the door to his hotel was closed he was on you. His hands, one placed on your waist while the other cupped your face as his lips pressed against yours. You didn't have a chance to think. His kiss, filled with overwhelming passion, had taken over your thoughts before you could even catch up to what was happening. Lando finally broke away for air with a smile on his face.

"God I've wanted to do that since I first saw you in the paddock."

You smile up at him with a teasing look.

"Well if you hadn't kept me hidden away for you long you could have done that sooner."

Lando's head tilted back in laughter as he knew the driver's or at least a driver's girlfriend had gotten to you this weekend too. He grabs your hand, leads you over to the bed, and sits next to you. His face changes from one of unencumbered joy to one of more cautious vulnerability.

"I need to tell you something so please don't interrupt me till I'm finished or I might lose my courage altogether."

You slowly nod to him to let him know you understand. He had you worried with the look in his eye.

"(Y/N), I've been in love with you since secondary school. I know you have your life here in America, but I can't let you leave without at let trying to get you to come with me."

As he spoke you let out a sigh of relief and a smile grew on your face. He was always oblivious and today solidified that fact. You reach your hand up to his cheek caressing in with your thumb.

"Lando I've been in love with you since secondary school as well. If you think I'm leaving this hotel without you by my side you are just as dumb as the other drivers say you are."

You lean in to kiss him as soon as you finish speaking, putting all your love and emotions into the kiss. Lando immediately starts to kiss you back, quickly taking over the kiss by pushing you back on the bed so that he is hovering over you.

"I woke up just in time. Now I wake up by your side."

After that night in the hotel, Lando had traveled with you back to your apartment from the week in between races. Every morning you would try to be as quiet as possible but somehow Lando always woke up to wish you luck and kiss you goodbye.

You had been out most days as you set up your transfer with your company to their London office. It had always been a part of your plan to move back, but now you just had more reason to do it sooner. At least for now, your office had agreed for you to work remotely for the next couple of weeks unless a case went to trial.

Lando enjoyed waking up next to you every morning even though he knew you would rather him sleep more than wake up with you. You had always been that way, always cared about his well-being more than he did. He couldn't wait to wake up next to you every day.

Once your lease was up on your apartment, Lando insisted you move in with him. At first, you had been hesitant, thinking you two were moving too fast, but you had agreed after a while of him wearing you down. Now you traveled with him to almost every race, no longer his princess locked away in a tower, but still his treasured prize, his love, and soon his wife.

"Made your mark on me, golden tattoo"

After a year of dating Lando popped the question at the very race you had reunited. America will always hold fond memories for the two of you as you both made your way back home, back to each other. The other drivers to this day tease you both about how your being together was their doing. Each one tried to make their claim of having a kid named after them. At first, you and Lando had laughed them all off but the day for baby names came sooner than you had expected.

In the end, you would have your first child 2 years later and two drivers got their wishes granted. Oscar Daniel Norris had his father's eyes and smile but your hair and intelligence. He was the pride and joy of the whole paddock and was spoiled by the drivers every chance they could. You would pout every time they stole your baby away and Lando would laugh before giving you a sweet kiss.

"Now you see why I kept you to myself for so long."

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A/N: Thank you guys so much for coming on this journey with me! This is the first fanfiction I've ever posted and I'm so happy you all liked it!

Taglist: @scarletwidow3000 @alltoomaples @carey86 @eiaaasamantha

[pretty-sparkle-bomb]

Welcome everyone! I'm excited to announce my very first writing collab, featuring everyone's favourite ash-blond, Bakugo!

This masterlist was a simple idea that I pitched to my Tumblr community, @@groundzerogroupies and some of them decided to go along with me.

To join, just send me an ask with the type of Bakugo character you'd like to write for! For example, you could choose a fan favourite like Prince! Bakugo or maybe Bestfriend! Bakugo. I'm on hiatus as of the moment but my asks are going to be open for this event only~

Please include a title and summary for your piece so I can add it to the masterlist. It's okay if you don't have a title yet, we'll put "untitled" until you figure one out <3

Rules:

Writing pieces must only be for Katsuki Bakugo aka Great Explosion Murder God Dynamite!

You don't have to follow me or be mutuals to join.

You gotta be over 13 to join. Nothing less.

No word limit, but please have your piece be at least 500 words minimum.

Keep it SFW! A little suggestiveness is fine but nothing explicit, please.

Submissions must be posted before the year ends!

Tag your submission with the tag #dynamite-gzg.

Don't forget to tag me too :) @pretty-sparkle-bomb

X reader only

Please update me with changes or if you don't want to participate in the collab any longer!

Event masterlist:

Bestfriend!Bakugo by @pretty-sparkle-bomb

Title: Undecided When your best friend in the whole damn world finally musters the guts to confess to you, things go sideways. He's got everything planned, every specific detail of it and just as he's about to lay it all out, a transfer student from America shows up and throws a wrench in everything. This guy can't speak a lick of Japanese, but somehow he's got your full attention. "He's just my type, Kats!" you gush, eyes sparkling. Katsuki groans and rolls his eyes. He doesn't get it. The guy is basic, plain and simple. Violet eyes, raven hair—big deal. And his quirk? Air manipulation. Seriously? Could it be any more cliché? Yet there you are, giggling and blushing every time he's around. What the hell do you see in this guy? How can you be so fascinated by someone who can't even hold a proper conversation with you? He's not about to let this slide. He set a goal for himself right then and there: Bakugo Katsuki is going to confess his feelings before the school year is up, no matter what.

2. College!Bakugou by @milastufff

Title: Better than me? With all the hardwork and difficulties he had to endure while pursuing his dream, one would think Katsuki Bakugou would be more tolerant towards people with the same qualities, but truth be told, he's just the same arrogant guy with a God complex. But, what would happen if he meets a girl with the same mindset? A bloodbath for sure. And God forbid that girl is just as dangerous as he seems to be. Because no one is better than him...right?

3. CEO!Bakugou by @queenpiranhadon

Linked Here

Title: Americano You work at a local family-owned cafe, as you’ve always been very close with the family that owns it. The cafe happens to be directly next to one of the biggest food brand companies in the world, Dynamight, which is known for its spicy snacks and foods. Their CEO, Bakugou Katsuki, has always stopped by for his morning coffee, accompanied by a lovely woman you assumed was his girlfriend. However, one day, Bakugou comes alone, sitting at his normal booth with a hollow look in his eyes. He’s told himself he’s given up on love - but he can’t get himself when he finally notices the pretty barista who places his favourite coffee order on the table with a gentle smile.

4. Fantasy Prince!Bakugo by @kovu-bunnbunn

Tiitle: Time (Subjected to change) Time was moving faster. Or that's what it seemed for Katsuki Bakugo. He had to choose a spouse by the next gold moon, but that was in only a couple weeks! But after stumbling upon [____], a royal fae who was banished until they could find a suitor, all hope was no longer lost. There was just one little problem... how could he get [____] to fall for him in a couple weeks?

[marvelwitchergilmore]

I'm In Love (With My Best Friend)

Summary: Peter Parker x Fe!Reader -> You and Peter have been best friends since middle school. But when feelings get involved, it can lead to a lot of pining and incredibly romantic kisses inside a Stark lab.

Disclaimer: FLUFF, a little angst, a LOT of pining. Kissing. Jealousy. Happy Ending. Not proof-read. No use of Y/N.

You first met him when you were in middle school. You had been the new transfer student and you had zero friends. The first week of your new school you spent getting lost in the hallways, avoiding the random questions that the people who you assumed were the popular crowd were asking you and trying to concentrate on the work you were being given. 

But, half-way through your second week, you met a boy. 

You had been sitting on your own in the back of the cafeteria, trying to solve your science homework. 

Usually, you were okay with science but every time you entered your numbers, you knew the answer was wrong. 

He’d introduced himself as Peter Parker. 

You recognised the name. 

He was supposed to be in your English, Math and Physical Ed classes though he hadn’t been in due to being ill. 

At first, he sat with you because there was nowhere else to sit. At least, that’s what you thought. Then he asked about your homework. 

“Yeah, Mrs Jackson always sets difficult questions. Do you want some help?”

You accepted his offer and he moved over two seats so he was directly in front of you and for the next 20 minutes, he sat with you and you both figured out the homework together. 

In return, you offered to help him with his English report. 

You couldn’t quite remember when it was after that that the pair of you became inseparable. But, after that, the both of you were never seen without one another. 

Even in High School, you remained the best of friends. Thursday night homework hours were completed together and Friday night movie nights were completed with the same laughter, frustration and smiles. 

And, despite attending different colleges, it was like no time or space had passed between you both. 

You were the first Peter came to when he was ready to tell people about his alter-ego Spider-Man. You were also the first person Peter came to when he had his first crush and date in High School. 

Maybe that was when you had your first heart-break. 

Though you were friends with Peter first, it was a couple years into High School that you realised your feelings towards Peter had grown to be more than friendship. 

But you knew he didn’t feel the same. And knew he probably never would. 

But, at the same time, it didn’t not sting when he dated other girls. 

Either way, you swallowed the pain and your feelings for him and remained determined to keep your friendship with Peter despite them. 

So, you dated other guys. 

And, they were kind. 

Some of them became long term - others, not so much. But despite how much you cared for them, something always seemed to be missing. Though you tried your best to ignore that fact. 

You both had graduated college a few years ago and ever since, Peter had been working for Stark Industries whilst, despite the job offer Tony had given you personally and said he would keep on ice, you had a job helping engineer different plates and surgical equipment that helped towards surgery for animals who’s back legs had stopped moving or had been born without one of the paws etc. 

Still, you met Peter every day in his lab at the compound at 7 since you got off work at 6. 

“Peter? You here?”

“In here. I’m almost ready, I’ve just got to-”

“No worries.”

Whilst Peter ran about the place, finding different parts for some old web-shooters he had in his hand, you sat at one of the tables and tinkered away. 

It was usually like this. 

You’d go and meet him, he’d still be working and you’d sit with him for 40 minutes to an hour before you both left to get food and watch a movie. 

“You know, it’s so cool you work for Tony Stark.”

Peter smiled as he continued to tinker away and you tried to avoid your gaze dropping to check him out despite his outfit consisting of black cargo trousers and a black t-shirt. 

So, he’d been in training today.

“Yeah. You know, you could too if you wanted.” Peter looked up to you for a moment. “He has a job lined up and ready for you whenever you want it.”

You smiled and nodded. “I know. But I like my job.”

“Offer is always there.”

“Hey, did you hear back from Lucy?”

Peter faltered for a moment, though you barely noticed. “Oh, uh, yeah. We’re…we’re going out again, tomorrow, I think.”

You ignored the sad feeling in your chest, despite the fact you had been the one to set them up (technically). 

Lucy worked in the office at your job. Peter came in one day to pick you up and she mistook you both for a couple despite the fact she’d just been flirting with him thirty seconds ago. 

You just opened your mouth and shut the whole thing down. “Oh, no. Hahaha, no. We’re- we’re just friends. Good friends. But friends.”

Sitting up a little straighter, you smiled. “That’s good.”

“What about you? What happened to Frank?”

“Mark,” you corrected. “And it-it wasn’t right. Besides, we only talked, like, twice. It wouldn’t have worked out anyway. He said he hated Disney movies and would rather gouge out his eyes than watch another one.”

“Seriously?”

You raised your eyebrows with a puff from your chest, still annoyed at the comment. “Yeah.”

“Well, at least you never have to talk to him again.”

“True.”

At that moment, the door to Peter’s lab slid open and Sam walked in with a pile of plans, presumably for a new set of wings. 

“Steve told me to give you these.”

“Thanks, Sam. Just leave them there. I’ll look over them.”

“Hey, Sam.”

Sam called your name and ran over and hugged you. “How are you doing, kid?”

“Good. Just waiting for this one to finish up. How was Alaska?”

“Cold. Bucky got his arm frozen to a lamp-post. I’ll send you pictures.”

You smiled. “You want them framed?”

“Oh, please.” Sam smiled. 

“Did I ever show you the pictures when Peter froze his webs to the roof? He was still attached to them two hours later.”

Peter, looking between the pair of you, laughing at the photos, shook his head. “Sometimes I regret introducing you two.”

“Too late.” Sam smiled. “Anyway, you both should head out before traffic gets too bad.”

“It’s New York. Traffic is always bad.”

“Even better.”

“And our movie starts in an hour.” you added. 

“Alright, I’m done.”

Sam winked at you and you mouthed a “Thank you” to him before he said goodbye and left. 

Yourself and Peter managed to get to the cinema and find your seats just before the trailers finished and for the next two hours, you spent most of the time trying not to have a heart-attack as the actors jumped from building to building, hanged themselves over the edge of a cliff and nearly died about thirty times before finally succeeding. 

Despite the amount of times you watched movies like that, it didn’t stop your heart from racing and trying not to watch. Horror, sure. You could handle that. But suspense and action - nope. 

“How you feeling?”

You put your hand to your head and covered your eyes for a moment. “I’m still spinning, I think. Please, never do anything like that.”

Peter laughed as you sat down on the bench outside the movie house. “You have my word.”

Slowly, he knelt down in front of you before pushing your chin up. 

“Look at me for a moment.”

You did so and tried to slow your heart down that was beating faster for a separate reason. 

“Stopped spinning?”

It took you a moment to focus. “Y-Yeah. All stopped now.”

“Good.”

Peter stood up again and you mentally slapped yourself as you checked him out again. He’s just a friend. A FRIEND. 

Thankfully, he didn’t notice since he was too busy looking down the street before he gave you his hand. 

“Come on. Let’s head back.”

You took his hand as he helped you up before letting it go, too afraid of what your own feelings might feel if you held his hand any longer. 

Months later, not much had changed. 

You’d still kept your feelings from Peter and dated a couple of people. Peter dated Lucy for a month before breaking it off - though he never told you why. 

But one evening, as you were sitting home alone - your roommate out on another date - you got the craving for Pizza and since there was none in the freezer, you grabbed your bag and coat before heading out to the nearest pizza place. 

You needed to get out of the house. 

Despite there being no change between you and Peter, part of you called out for it. You either needed to tell him how you felt or you needed to move on. And since you weren't going to do the first…ever, that only left you with the second. 

And, oddly enough, that night you met Colton. 

He was standing in line waiting for his pizza and since the chef got an emergency call from his wife saying she was in labour, he mistakenly made half a pepperoni, half margarita. 

Despite the awkwardness, you both decided to share it. 

You sat outside together on a park bench, watching the ducks float down the water, simply talking. 

“So, what brings you to a pizza place at 9 at night on a Tuesday?”

“Hunger, mostly.”

Before you knew it, he was walking you home, you had exchanged numbers and met him for a date that Saturday. From there, you continued talking and soon enough, months had passed by. 

It was late in the afternoon when you were at SI and, whilst talking to some old friends in the hallway since you’d just come from a shared meeting between both companies, Colton turned up. 

“Hey, what-” you kissed him quickly. “What are you doing here?”

“You left your notebook at my house,” he passed you the hardback notebook that contained most of your random thoughts and problems that were either to do with work or could be to do with work, one day. 

“Oh, thank you.”

“And, since I’m here, I was hoping maybe we could get lunch together?”

You smiled and nodded. “I’d like that.”

Then someone called your name.

Looking behind you, the four people you’d been talking to seemed to split up and gave you a clear view of who had called your name - though you didn’t need to view to know who it was. 

“Peter,” you said, slightly shocked. 

This was the first time, despite him knowing about Colton, Peter was about to meet him. 

“Hey, I was just- who’s this?”

“Oh, I, uh, this-this is Colton.”

Colton stuck out his hand and Peter shook it after a quick moment. “Nice to meet you.”

“Likewise.”

Whether it was real or not, it was like a massive tension cloud was above the whole situation. 

“Uhh…Colton, this is Peter. My-”

“Best friend since middle school.” Peter finished. 

“Cool. Well, we were just about to get lunch so I guess we’ll see you later?”

“Oh, uh, yeah. Can you- Let me just grab my coat.”

“Course, babe.”

Then Colton kissed you for what felt like the longest time - and oddly, it didn’t feel like the others. It felt…forced. 

Either way, when he pulled away you stepped back a little before heading down the hall and towards the cloak room. And in the time it took you between getting your coat and walking back, that cloud of tension only seemed to feel darker and bigger. 

“Ready to go?”

“Yeah, let’s go babe.”

You nodded, saying goodbye to everyone else but something in the bottom of your stomach felt guilty - especially when you saw the split-second change in emotions on Peter’s face before he went back to how he usually looked at you. 

Once you left the building with Colton and had driven away, Natasha smacked the back of Peter’s head. 

“Ow, what was that for?”

“I don’t know. For whatever the hell that was, for being jealous, for not telling her sooner.”

“Jealous? I’m not jealous. Why would I be jealous?”

Natasha just laughed. “Oh, you look just like Steve when Grant from level three flirted with me. Oh, you’ve got it bad.”

“Nat-” Peter rolled his eyes and tried to walk away but she just pulled him back. 

“You can admit you like her. I mean, we’ve all seen this coming for years.”

“I don’t- you have?”

Natasha shrugged. “What? She’s pretty and you’re both close friends. I’m just surprised it took you this long. I thought you were smarter than those idiots.”

“Those idiots are still standing here.” 

“Peter, how long have you liked her?” Laura asked him. 

“I,” Peter shook his head. 

“Oh, boy.” Laura laughed. 

Peter stood there, slightly dumbfounded, as the others walked away. 

Despite how much he denied it, and how much he convinced himself he didn’t feel that way towards you, he did. Ever since Junior year of College. At least, that was when he’d been getting that simmering feeling in the pit of his stomach every time you looked at him, or even when you didn’t. And that simmer seemed to boil every time he saw you with somebody else. 

But he decided never to tell you. 

He figured, since you had never said anything about extra feelings; ones that surpassed a simple friendship bond, then you wouldn’t ever feel the same. 

And when you made the comment of Just Friends to Lucy, he knew you definitely would never feel the same. So, he guessed he had to get used to the feeling of…something towards you. 

Yet seeing you with Colton - his arm around you, his lips on yours - something seemed to start cracking inside of him. 

Either that, or completely being blown to smithereens. 

Nat was completely right. 

He was jealous. 

He has been jealous. Ever since he first saw you get ready for that date you had with Hank, or Hodge or whatever the guy’s name was - he felt that simmer in his stomach and that small voice in the back of his head for a split second let him think he was watching you get ready to go out on a date with him. 

It had confused him, at first. 

You were his best friend and he was suddenly having these thoughts about dating you and…opening the car door for you (despite already doing that, anyway). But it would have been different. 

He would be yours, in more ways than just friendship. 

“You really love her, don’t you?”

“Of course I do, she’s my best friend.”

Peter looked towards the door where Clint was leaning against the door frame like a dad getting ready to talk to his son. 

Although, despite the comfort Clint provided, Peter faltered for a moment. He had been alone since Colton came and swept you away to lunch - over three hours ago. He’d been tinkering away and letting his mind wander. 

“Relax, kid. It’s written all over your face.”

“Clint, I don’t want to talk about it.”

“Tough.” Clint pulled out a seat across the lab desk where Peter was standing. “Laura has already told me what happened and most likely, Tasha’ will do the same later tonight. You might as well talk, Kid.”

“I don’t know what I’m supposed to say.”

“Admitting you love her, to yourself, is a start.”

“But do I?”

Even as he questioned it outloud, he knew it wasn’t a question. It hadn’t been a question for the longest time. 

“Pete, according to Laura, you looked like you were about ready to punch his lights out when he kissed her.”

“Well he was just standing there, trying to force himself down her throat. Even I know she doesn’t like PDA like that. And, he was talking about taking her to some kind of salad bar across town when she usually goes and gets her grilled sub from the cafeteria - or I do. And then take it to her. It’s the only thing she ever likes to eat during the day.”

Clint watched as a light, reminiscent smile came across Peter’s face. 

“It’s been the same thing ever since high school. Even if it goes a little cold, it’s still crispy and just as tasty. Plus, the smell doesn’t remind her of the girls' bathroom stalls. There was a leak in the summer before we started. Busted the sewer line that ran under the girls bathroom. The whole corridor would smell but she said it was worse in the bathroom.”

Clint nodded and just let Peter ramble. Though he did get a little worried that the screwdriver he was holding would fly out of his hand at some point. 

Peter’s face grimaced. “I bet he listens to, like, just indie bands and says it’s the best thing in the world and that any other style of music is too…modern because it contains too many lyrics that make sense. She hates that, you know. She had a roommate in college that only ever listened to this…clapping music. Literally, just people clapping along to songs. After that, she moved into one of the sorority dorms. He was probably some douche frat guy, too. Couldn’t get a sorority “chick” then so thinks he can get one now. Not that she’s a “chick” by any means.”

“What is she, then?”

Peter took a short moment to think. “Amazing. Wonderful. Beautiful. Way out of his league. Way out of mine, too. But…”

“But you’re in love with her anyway?” Clint asked. 

“Of course I am but-”

Peter, once again, faltered. 

Had he really just admitted that out loud? 

It felt good. 

“I am. I am in love with her.”

“Then you should tell her. Pete, coming from me, I’d say don’t wait too long. And from Steve, he waited over seventy years - granted, he found Nat. But still. Don’t let her find someone else, especially when you’re already here.”

“But what if she doesn’t-”

Clint already started laughing. He almost doubled over. 

“What? Why are you laughing?”

“Oh, Pete. You really are an oblivious idiot. Kid, that woman has been head over heels for you ever since we first met her. And probably for a long time before that. Trust me, if you tell her, you’ll hear the same thing back.”

Peter stood baffled for a moment before looking at his watch. You should be home by now. You never really liked going out after 6 unless it was for a period run or food.

“I’ve got to go.”

“We’ll be waiting.”

The only thing was…as Peter got to your street, he was stopped in his tracks half-way there. 

You stood on the front steps with Colton. You were laughing and leaning into him and he whispered things to you and then you kissed him. 

You kissed him.

If he went over there…he could ruin the happiness you had with him. He might not like Colton, but you did. And that was what mattered to him. And, even if Clint was right and you did love him back, what was to say you’d say yes to being with him? And, even if you did, what if you couldn’t be friends? Then you’d lose one another. Forever.

He couldn’t risk that. 

So, for the next two months, he watched you flirt and fall for Colton all the while his heart started breaking. 

And then, for about three weeks, he didn’t see you. 

And it was the longest three weeks of his life. 

You had gone on a business trip - and Colton joined you. And, from overhearing Laura and Clint talk, you were going to visit Colton’s family since they lived in the area. 

Part of him wondered if you’d come back engaged. 

You’d only been with Colton under a year but he saw how you looked at him, and how he looked at you - despite not liking either fact. 

But, one late evening as he was working on a couple new designs, he’d gone to the Cafeteria to get some food - he could hear you in his head, cursing him for not having a proper meal in the day. 

When he came back, it was the first time he’d actually had a jump scare. 

You were in his lab. 

You hadn’t even called. 

Friday hadn’t even told him you were in the building. 

You were still you. Not that he expected much to change. 

Your hair half down though the top was thrown into a haphazard messy bun. Your contacts must have dried out in the day since you were wearing your glasses. 

You used to wear them all the time in middle school and high school but they got annoying after a while since they’d slip down your face and get dirty - despite having wiped them thirty seconds ago. Since you wanted to be an engineer and your hands were always full, you changed to contacts. 

It was much easier to focus on the task at hand than the task and the potential of your glasses slipping from your face and landing either in a tank of oil or being crushed under heavy machinery. 

You were wearing a pair of simple jeans that already had oil stains. 

So, you’d been at work today. 

And you were wearing his t-shirt. 

His t-shirt. 

Not Colton’s (unless he owned the same one, though he highly doubted it.). 

His. 

“You’re back!”

“I’m back!” you smiled. 

Silence. 

Peter was still stunned at the t-shirt. 

He’d seen you in his t-shirt, maybe once in college, when the washing machine had broken and you had to hand-wash your clothes in his sink since your sink was broken. 

“It’s nice to see you,” you tried to imitate his voice. “It’s nice to see you, too Peter. Yes, I did have a good time on my trip. I’m so glad you’ve come to see me.”

“Sorry,” Peter laughed a little. “It is good to see you.”

Peter came over and hugged you tightly before stepping back awkwardly and, if you didn’t know any better, you would have guessed he wanted distance between you both. 

“How was your trip?”

“Good. I, uh, I secured the deal with the manufacturer. Everything goes to mass production next month.”

“It does? That’s amazing.”

“I know.”

Short silence and then, Peter asked a question he needed to despite not wanting to. 

“Why are you not with Colton? Shouldn’t you be out celebrating?”

“Maybe.” you agreed. “But, uh, we- actually, I. I, uh, well…I broke up with him.”

Peter tried to calm himself. 

“You did?”

“I did.”

“Why?”

“He was a great guy and all and I cared for him and his family were amazing but, uh, he…he just wasn’t…”

You - that was what you wanted to say. He wasn’t Peter.

“He just wasn’t the right fit. He…he wanted too much too soon and, I don’t know, I guess…I wasn’t ready.”

A pang of guilt played in your stomach. 

You were ready. You were ready for all what Colton offered you; love, a family, a promise of the future. But you weren't ready to have it with him. 

Despite all the shutting down of emotions, you still wanted it to be Peter.  

“Oh, well…that’s good, I guess.”

“Yeah. So, I guess…that was it.”

“Oh, okay.”

Neither of you really knew what to do. Peter’s mind was screaming at him to tell you the truth. And your’s was banging on the wide open door in your heart trying to get your attention. 

But neither of you moved. 

Until Peter did. 

“I-I, uh, I left something in the other- lab. I should probably finish-”

“Oh, yeah. Yeah, of course. I should probably head back home anyway.”

Peter began to exit the room but half-way out of the door, he stopped though you were too busy trying to keep your focus on the side desk in front of you to spot it. 

“I’m done wasting time.”

Peter didn’t fully know what made him do what he did next, but no matter the outcome, he would never regret it in his life. Or, maybe he would, but in the long term, he might not. 

Turning back, he hurried towards you and for a moment, you looked back up and he caught your gaze. 

If you were going to kill him afterwards, he wanted his death to be worthwhile. 

He kissed you. 

Cupping your cheeks in his hand, he kissed you - deeply and passionately. Though he didn’t force it. 

It was just as he dreamed and better. 

Your head was spinning. 

All the feelings you had ever felt for Peter all rose to the surface and once your brain registered the kiss was real, you kissed him back just as much. 

Your hands that had been gripping the side of the desk to support yourself came to his wrists and then to his chest where you gripped him by the collar, pulling him closer. 

His own hands raked through your hair, holding the back of your head to be closer to you and eventually, when you both had to break apart due to the lack of air, his head remained against yours. 

Both of you were out of breath and holding one another as close as possible. 

“Sorry, I just-”

“Don’t apologise.”

You pushed yourself to stand a little straighter, keeping him close to you before you opened your eyes to look at him. 

“Don’t apologise. I was just a little…” you couldn’t find the words. 

“Shocked?”

You laughed a little. “Yeah, let’s go with that.”

“I don’t want to scare you,” Peter told you. “But I need to tell you something and if you never want to speak to me again then so be it but if I don’t tell you soon I think I might combust.”

“I’m in love with you.”

You beat him to it. 

“Sorry. I just…I am. That probably terrifies you. I’m sorry.”

“No, no. Don’t-” Peter let out a small laugh. “Don’t be sorry. Because I was going to say the same thing.”

“You were?”

Peter nodded and hummed. “I was. But you beat me to it.”

“I did, didn’t I?”

“I’m in love with you, too.” Peter told you. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner. I know I should have but I just thought-”

“I wouldn’t like you back?”

Peter nodded. 

“What a pair we make, eh?” you laughed. 

“I know you said you didn’t want to move too fast but-”

“Peter, I only said that because…because I wasn’t ready for him.”

“What?”

“I broke it off because he wasn’t you. Colton was great and all but, that thing that didn’t fit? It was because he wasn’t you.”

“Then will you go on a date with me?”

You smiled. “I’d love to.”

“Great. I can’t wait.”

“Neither can I.”

Without a moment to spare, Peter kissed you again and you kissed him back and it was as if your first kiss hadn’t ever stopped. You turned a little as Peter held you closer and you felt yourself leaning against the desk. Before you knew it, you were sitting on the desktop, pulling Peter as close to you as physics would allow it. 

The next day, you both went on your first date as a couple. A week later, you were official and Nat made it everyone’s business that yourself and Peter had finally become a couple.

The morning after your first night together had been special. Despite Peter having to get up earlier than either of you wanted him to, for work, you stood in the kitchen ready to wash the dishes from the night before he left through the front door. 

Less than ten seconds later, he came back in through the door. 

“Did you forget somethin-”

He cut you off with a kiss. 

“That,” he smiled. “I forgot that.”

“I’m glad you did.”

“See you at lunch?” Peter asked, still holding you. 

“See you at lunch.” you confirmed before he kissed you again, and again, and again.

“Okay, I’ll see you later. Love you.”

“Love you, too. Be careful.” 

Six months later, you both moved in together before finalising the house you both wished to buy. 

Two years later, you and Peter had made a home for yourselves, together and were planning a winter wedding.

[nicoline1998enilocin]

Where it all began

Pairing | Young!Tony Stark x Fem!Reader

Word count | 1.7K

Summary | Today's your first day at the new college since your transfer, and everything that could go wrong appears to be going wrong. When Tony comes to your rescue, you might have just gotten a glimpse into your future without knowing it at the time.

Rating | General (G)

Warning(s) | Use of nickname ~ Sunshine, love at first sight

Angst |  References to panic and anxiety

A/n | This is written for @ccbsrmsf1, because you've helped me through a lot of tough times lately, and you deserve everything nice and amazing happening to you, so this little slice of heaven is for you! Thank you so much for proofreading and giving me this idea, it wouldn't be this amazing without your help! I love you 3000 🩵

A/n 2.0 | This is the first meeting of my favorite couple that I write for, our beloved Sunshine and Young!Tony during their college years! I love these two too pieces and I'm glad to have let you all in on a little backstory for these two, because they're so precious. Thank you all for your continuous love and support on my AU, I appreciate you all deeply 🩵

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Main Masterlist | Tony Stark Masterlist | AU Masterlist

The alarm on your nightstand tells you it’s 7 AM when it goes off with a loud beeping noise, pulling you from your slumber instantly. You smack the machine once without having the desired effect, and with a groan, you sit up to turn it off effectively.

A sigh escapes your lips as you throw the comforter off yourself, and you get up, walking to the shower so you can wake yourself up. It’s an important day, and you can’t afford to be late for school since it’s your first day since transferring during summer vacation.

Once you reach the bathroom, you look at yourself in the mirror, and much to your surprise, you look better than you have in a while. The change of scenery is doing wonders for you, and taking a leap away from your old life has you feeling like you’re floating on air.

That doesn’t take away that you’re most definitely not a morning person, though, and with another sigh and a big yawn, you turn on the shower, ready to let the hot water engulf you so you can clear your head.

The shower is filled with steam within no time, and when you’ve slipped out of your sleepwear and underwear, you step into the shower, allowing the warm water to wash away every last worry before getting ready for school.

It’s still a little unreal that you are starting at a new school; halfway through your education, you had to make a switch, and today will be the first day at your new college in New York.

Your summer vacation consisted of moving into your dorm on campus, getting to know your roommate, Nat, and exploring the city and the bars near campus.

But now it’s time for the real deal, and you will have your very first day. Unfortunately, Nat isn’t here for your first day since she has a different schedule than you the first week, and you will have to get around campus alone. It’s a good thing you prepared.

When you’re done with your shower and feeling refreshed, it’s time to get dressed in a casual outfit, light make-up, hair in a loose ponytail, and the look is finished with your glasses. To ensure you won’t be late, you opt to leave your contacts at home, which turns out to be a wise decision.

The backpack you plan on taking to your classes is already packed and ready to go, so all that’s left is to eat breakfast which you also prepared the night before. It’s a simple smoothie bowl with some fresh fruit on the side, and you decide to catch up on your favorite series as you eat.

It isn’t until you glance at the clock on the wall that you suddenly notice it’s already 8:15 AM, and you need to hurry if you still want to get a coffee before your first class at 8:45 AM. Nat told you explicitly that you have to go early to ensure you’ll be on time, and you are going to cut it closer than you’d really like it to be.

So that’s when you hurry out the door, grabbing your keys and backpack, but your wallet is lying on the kitchen counter where you put it earlier so you couldn’t forget it. Well, it’s funny how that works out, right? You are practically running across campus to go to the coffee shop without your wallet but with a really big craving for iced coffee.

When you’re at the coffee shop, there’s already a long line of students and staff waiting all the way from the counter to the door, and you internally scold yourself for going out the door so late despite Nat’s warnings. She’s probably somewhere sipping on her iced coffee while I’m here, you think to yourself and let out a small sigh as you join the people in line.

You’ve been there for not even five minutes when the door behind you opens, and a small group of three guys almost falls into the coffee shop, nearly knocking you over in the process as you’re still the last in line.

They don’t seem to notice you as they’re too wrapped up in their own business, laughing loudly and causing all sorts of trouble, making it clear they’re best friends of each other. And deep inside, that’s something you’re longing for too. Sure, your roommate Nat is a nice person, and you’d consider her a friend, but nothing to that level.

The line is slowly moving, and the three guys are already calmer now, making you feel a little more at ease. It isn’t until you turn around again out of curiosity that you catch the eye of one of them, and you look into a beautiful pair of deep brown eyes, his face covered with glasses and a shy smile he gives you as he looks at you.

Never in his life has he seen someone so naturally beautiful, and he instantly feels himself being pulled towards you. Not in the literal sense, but in the sense that he wants to get to know you. His gaze is locked onto your eyes, and when a small blush creeps onto your cheeks after you’ve checked him out for a little too long, you finally tear your eyes away from him and back to the board above the counter.

It’s a first for the man behind you in line to have felt such an instant connection, and he already misses you despite the fact that you’re standing right in front of him. He misses your eyes, your kind smile, the little dimples in your cheeks. For him, it’s completely love at first sight. He wants you to be his, and he is willing to do whatever it takes to get you. Well… except for talking to you.

Your eyes are still trained on the board above the counter as you’re trying to decide if you want to get your usual order of an iced caramel macchiato or if you want to change it up for once. When it’s almost time to order, you glance at your phone for the time, and you notice you have less than 10 minutes left before your class, and the anxiety is really starting to settle in now.

“What can I get started for you today?” the barista behind the counter asks as it’s now your turn, and you opt to go for safe and order your usual.

“One large iced caramel macchiato, please, with extra caramel syrup,” you tell him, and after giving your name, he rings you up.

“That’ll be $4.95, please,” he tells you, and you’re searching your bag up and down for your wallet, but to no avail. Once you have checked every single pocket once, twice, and one more time again, the panic is truly settling in, and you can feel the tears burning behind your eyes, thinking about how you could possibly be so stupid as to forget your wallet.

“Oh my god, I’m so, SO sorry, but I forgot my wallet-” you try to tell the barista, but your breath is catching in your throat as the tears are threatening to spill over, and you could smack yourself for your own stupidity. You zip up your bag and start to turn around and head to your class when the man behind you in line steps in.

“Hey, it’s okay; it happens to the best of us. Let me get this for you, Sunshine,” the man says, and you’re trying to refuse, but he’s not having any of it.

“Just add my usual, and I will pay for this beautiful lady. We can’t let her go to class without a coffee now, can we?” he says with a charming smile, and your heart beats faster at the sight. He is truly the most beautiful man you have seen in a long time, and there is something about him that has you instantly feeling safe around him.

“Please, how can I repay you? I feel so stupid, and I really want to repay you for your kindness,” you tell him, and his answer honestly takes you off guard a little bit.

“How about you buy me one next time?” he says, full of confidence, and it makes your cheeks turn to a deep red color. You’re not used to someone being so confident and forward, and where you would usually think someone’s an absolutely arrogant ass when doing it, it somehow suits him.

“Sounds perfect,” you say, and before you know it, both your drinks are ready. You grab yours, and you walk over to him so you can thank him for paying.

“Thank you so much for the coffee…” you start, and you realize you didn’t catch his name.

“Tony! Uh, Tony Stark,” he tells you with that same shy smile again, and you can’t help but revel a little in the fact that you can bring him off his game just a little and bring out his shy side.

“Thank you for the coffee, Tony Stark,” you say, and you stand on your tiptoes to place a soft kiss on his cheek, letting it linger for just a second longer than absolutely necessary. With one last smile, you turned around and rushed to your class, and even though you were still late to said class, you didn’t mind anymore.

Tony is left with a lovestruck look on his face, his hand softly caressing the cheek where you just placed the kiss. His cheeks feel like they’re on fire, and his heart is currently going into overdrive. You’re barely out of the door, and he already misses you, and he can’t wait to see you again.

After your meeting with Tony, everything and anything is like you’re looking through rose-colored glasses, and Nat instantly notices something is going on when you get back to the apartment at the end of your day, from the little spring in your step to the smile that doesn’t seem to want to leave your face.

“I think I have met the love of my life today, Nat! And he’s known as Tony Stark.”

[ollieoliveoboelo22]

Turn Week 2024: Day 3 - Different Time Period.

Now is the perfect time for me to bust out the College Band AU that's been invading my head for over a year. All because the sax TA looks like Benedict Arnold from TURN... I kid you not that's the origin. Is this a stretch for the prompt? Maybe but you get it anyway. Shout out to @phociian for jumping on my AU and rolling along with it.

There are a lot of characters, so I'm gonna cut down the list quite a bit for TURN characters. I also made most of them music majors because if I have to suffer music theory and aural skills, so do they.

George Washington: The Director of Bands

Everyone loves him, they show up to practice for him. His office hours usually have students in there just to chat and get some good advice. Also conducts the Wind Symphony.

Horatio Gates: The Assistant Director of Bands

The band director everyone loathes and makes them consider quitting. Usually a group of students decides to protest if they find out it's just him for a rehearsal and will get milkshakes or chug milk to get sick during rehearsal.

Lafayette: Drum Major

He was an international student his first year and decided to full on move and transfer to the United States. The Washington's usually host him. Has a ton of money, but everyone thinks he's broke because he only eats ramen.

Benjamin Tallmadge: Horn/Mellophone

Music and History Major. Absolute history nerd, but we love him for it. He's either usually in the library researching or in the music building practicing. Due to his friends he knows all the drama in the band but he wants nothing to do with it.

Caleb Brewster: Percussion (tenors)

Music Major. Caleb does gigs all over town at bars and clubs, usually with Jack Custis. He's only really in college to keep playing because he loves it. He's roommates with Ben, and their apartment basically became the designated hangout space.

Anna Strong: Color Guard (flags)

Journalism Major. Anna overhears a lot of gossip from the color guard. She's the reason why Ben knows so much. That and Abe usually causes some sort of drama that she has to drag him out again with the help of Mary.

Alexander Hamilton: Trumpet

PoliSci and Music Major. The very epitome of a trumpet personality. Along with John Laurens, they get up to far too many shenanigans. Including taking shots during a performance on stage.

Peggy Shippen: Majorette

Communications Major. Peggy has a long distance boyfriend, John Andre, at their rival school. Usually a good bit of jokes are made, but they're a very cute couple and take pictures together at the rivalry football game. The only reason she came to this university was because her father insisted on it. Though she transfers going into her Junior year.

Benedict Arnold

Saxophone TA (the thing that started it all). Arnold is really good at running the sax section through rehearsals and they're one of the best on the band. Even argued with Gates when he was crossing the line with comments towards students. And due to the music department (Congress) he left and went to the masters program at their rival university. (Still working on the flaws on this plot line)

Yes I know there are people missing, I haven't gotten to them as I have a lot on the aides and the other generals. I know not all instruments were covered, they are in my master doc. Yes, the specific details come from real life events. Thank you for reading

[gladdygirl18]

PSA

Hey everyone! hope all is well!

ok so um....... this is gonna be hard to say but, remember how in a recent TTS i said that i had an annoucement to make regarding the TTS's? Yeah well this is it

As i said before, TTS's will be coming to a stop for a good while. Idk for how long, but it is ending soon. The reason for that is........ my girlfriend and I are breaking up due to her moving and transferring schools.... 😔😔💔💔

Remember in my spring break TTS i said my GF and I had a very serious talk? Yeah, it was about her moving and what would happen to us. School is ending soon and finals are coming up, and after all is said and done, my GF will be moving away and we won't be a couple anymore..... 💔😔

That night while we were talking about that, many many tears were shed since we've both been dreading talking about it. We wanted to try long distance, but since she's had bad experiences in the past with long distance relationships, she's hesitant about doing the same with us, and I understand that. I've already reassured her that I would talk to her almost every week if not every day to make sure she's doing okay

I already promised her that I would visit her and her family this summer since I'm gonna be visiting another friend down there as well as my aunt.

But yeah. TTS's are gonna being on hiatus for a little while. I'm very sad to see my GF leave and to be breaking up with her, but I want to spare her the pain of long distance.

Hopefully, TTS will return one day but as of right now, TTS will be ending. I may post 1 or 2 more depending on what my GF provides, but if not, I wanted to thank all of you for sticking with me through this

Seeing all of your comments, likes, and reblogs really made me happy and it made my GF happy as well (yes she knows i have a blog about tickling)

I hope to one day bring back this series with hopefully a new partner (BF or GF; I'm Bisexual so I'm flexible😋) or maybe my GF (who will be my ex by that point) will make an appearance soon too! Once again thanks so much for all the support on this series! Stay safe, stay blessed, stay hydrated, and have a blessed rest of yalls day! 💖🥰

[mpregandproud]

Isaac (Part 5)

We had already been on the road for three hours. We were halfway between Sandra's town and the city where Isaac and I were living and where I moved to when I started college. I had made that drive thousands of times in those four-plus years and it had never felt as long as it did that day. I was tense, I sensed that something bad had happened. I was worried about Sandra, of course, but one question kept hovering over me: would my children be okay?

Since we rushed out of the house, I kept rubbing my belly. It was as if my body was asking me to protect the three lives I was carrying inside me. I was telling them that they would be safe with me, that nothing would happen to them. Could I really guarantee their safety? Would I really be able to give them a good life? A whirlwind of questions and doubts flooded my head, and Isaac's hand.

He was driving the car, but he practically never let go of my left hand. I barely told him that the call was from St. George's Hospital, where Sandra was supposed to deliver. I was told that something had happened with her and that I should report to the hospital immediately. Isaac's reaction was instantaneous, he set about packing two travel bags with clean clothes and some necessities. In 10 minutes he had everything packed for him and me as well while I wandered around the house with a blank stare and my hands on my belly. Isaac called the university where he was teaching to ask for a few days off so he could come with me. He knew very well that my insecurity and anxiety, even though they seemed to have been overcome, were still there, and that he was one of the few things that put my life in order.

We arrived after two in the afternoon. We asked at reception for Sandra Díaz and were taken to a large meeting room. There the hospital director, the head of maternity and a couple of lawyers introduced themselves. I knew one of the lawyers, he was a friend of Sandra's, I had dinner with him several times while I was married to her. That whole scene only made me even more tense, until James, the hospital's lawyer, began to speak.

"Mr. Norris, thank you for coming so quickly. I imagine the gentleman with you is your current partner, your ex-wife's lawyer has brought us up to date. I'm sorry to have to give you this news, but considering your pregnancy, we felt it best not to tell you anything until you were here. Three days ago, Sandra, your ex-wife, went into labor and it was her mother, Linda, who brought her here. Unfortunately, on their way to the hospital they were hit by another hit-and-run vehicle. Linda died and Sandra was badly injured. She was immediately transferred to this hospital and we performed a cesarean section to try to save the babies. The boy did not survive, but the girl is safe and sound, being cared for by the nurses. Sandra, she clung to life for a few more hours, until she passed away early this morning," the lawyer said coldly. Isaac gripped my hand tighter than ever, and draped his other arm over my shoulder supporting me. I needed something to give me stability at that moment. I needed Isaac. The four people in front of me offered their condolences and regretted what had happened.

After a brief pause, Ernest, Sandra's lawyer and friend, spoke. "I'm very sorry we have to meet under these circumstances, Dan. Sandra hasn't stopped talking about you these last few weeks since she came back to town. For her, leaving you, was the biggest mistake of her life. She admired you, and she admired what you had built with Isaac. She wanted you to be a part of her children's lives, she wanted them to know a man as good and caring as you. Now, sadly, that little girl will never get to meet her mother. How unfair life is”. Ernest found it hard to say those words, he was very fond of Sandra. Once she told me that when they studied together at the village high school they were like sweethearts. "The thing is that the only family Sandra had left was her mother, and she died in the accident. Before she passed away we presented her with different solutions and she was clear from the very first moment that she would like you, the girl's father, to take care of her. One of her last wishes was for you and Isaac to be the parents of the little girl. I know it's all very hasty but we should settle this matter today, otherwise the child would go to social services," Ernest said. "Think about it, Mr. Norris, talk it over with your partner and let us know in a few hours what you want to do," the hospital director added. "If you want to see the girl you can ask one of our nurses to accompany you to the maternity service to see her," the head of that department added.

The four of them left, Ernest being the only one who came over to give me a hug. We both burst into tears at that moment. He already had a partner and a baby girl, I had already divorced Sandra and was expecting triplets with Isaac, but neither of us had forgotten her. He smiled and said goodbye to me, shook Isaac's hand and walked out of the room to leave us alone. I turned and before I even started crying again Isaac wrapped his strong arms around me. I soaked his shirt with my tears, but he didn't let go of me at any point, nor did he make any pretense of trying to stop my crying. He let me cry until I had completely let it all out. And after that, when I had hardly any tears left to shed, he grabbed both my hands, smiled at me, looked at my lips and kissed me. "I want you to know that I love you and that I will support you 100% in whatever decision you make," he said.

We asked a nurse to accompany us to the maternity ward. There in a crib was the little girl. She looked just like me, except for her eyes, which resembled Sandra's. I was seeing a little cross between me and my ex-wife, I couldn't believe it. It was the most beautiful and exciting thing I had ever seen in my life. I took the baby girl in my arms and rested her on top of my belly. I spent long minutes cradling that precious little girl in my arms, while Isaac fiddled with her tiny hands. She was perfect, precious, beautiful... she was my daughter. Isaac knew from the moment I saw her that I wanted to take her with me. I don't know if it was pregnancy hormones or my parenting instincts, but I couldn't conceive of my daughter being raised by other people. "We'll have to prepare her room at home, buy her a beautiful crib, toys and lots of clothes. And name her," Isaac told me, without needing to ask me if I wanted to take her. "Her name will be Sandra," is all I told him.

We met again in the afternoon with the committee and processed all the paperwork. Little Sandra already had a father, and in the same paperwork, Isaac legally adopted her. Her mother would not be able to take care of her, but her father would be with her all her life.

For the next two days we were in the hospital. The nurses taught us several tricks to give her a bottle, too bad my breast is still not able to give her milk. We learned how to change diapers. We learned how to be parents in an express way. Looking at the situation, it will be good for us to practice with Sandra for when the triplets arrive.

My pregnancy, as you can imagine, was the center of attention during those days. Isaac took the tightest clothes he had around the house, so much so that part of my belly had to be worn up in the air at times. I was four and a half months pregnant with triplets, my belly was unmistakably pregnant. The head of maternity offered to reveal the sex of the babies we were expecting. I was tested and was pregnant with a girl and two boys. The tests were all in order, except for the weight, which was too much for this stage of pregnancy, although it was nothing alarming, at least medically speaking, my clothes did not agree.

When we left the hospital I asked Isaac for the most complicated favor. "Honey, I want to stop in my village on the way back to our house. I want to talk to my parents and introduce you and little Sandra, my family. I think I'm finally ready to take this step."

Go to Part 6

[mountsmase]

Hiyaaaa 🩷

Mason pulls out the chair beside your own, sitting down with you in the secluded corner of the crowded room. HELLO MASONNN

“You disappeared on me” Mason pouts, glancing down at the cocktail you’re holding in your hands before taking it from you and lifting it to his lips. OH SILLY

“You should’ve called me, I’d of come to find you” He replies, and you try to ignore the way your tummy flutters at his words. AHHH I'M GIGGLING

OHHH THEY ARE BESTIES SINCE THEY WERE LITTLE LITTLE🤏🏻🤏🏻🤏🏻

It was the two of you against the world, and it had always been that way. OHHHHH🥹

You’d only see each other at family events like birthdays and weddings and it got to the point where you’d only talk once every few months or so. Even when he came back to the UK and was living in Cobham, you’d video call to catch up and then not speak to each other again for weeks unless you had something specific to talk about.OH NO🥺

You really didn’t think it could get much better, but you were proved wrong when Mason transferred to Man United last summer. YAYYYYYY🥳🥳🥳

He obviously took you up on your offer, loving the extra time he got to spend with you and the familiarity that came with being in your presence. You had the best month living together. It was like you’d never been apart, all of those years of having distance between you forgotten. You’d cook dinner together, have movie nights, talk to each other after you’d had a bad day at training or work and even after he moved out and into his new home, you still spent as much time together as possible. I AM GIGGLING 🤭🤭

Now, fast forward 8 months, and you’re questioning if that’s really all you are anymore. OMG

The last couple of months have been filled with lingering touches and longing gazes, the line between friendship and something more slowly becoming blurred.He’s no longer just Mason, your best friend, but he’s Mason, the guy you think, sorry, know that you’re in love with. UUUUUUUU

Mason has felt for a long time that there’s no one else for him but you, and his feelings for you just grew stronger after moving to Manchester. I SCREAMED

You feel like home to him. Tough day at training? He wants to see you. He saw something funny on TikTok? It’s you he wants to send it to you. He burnt his toast that morning? He wants to tell you. You’re at the forefront of his mind all the time. I WAMT THIS

“Yeah? And what are you going to do if I don’t?” He whispers, loud enough for only you to hear and the teasing smirk that finds his lips has your heart racing in your chest. CHEEKY

He’s not sure what’s gotten into him, but the urge to touch you suddenly becomes too much to ignore. He finds himself reaching out, his warm palm landing against your exposed thigh as his other arm snakes behind you, resting against the back of your chair. Your skin burns under his touch, breath hitching in your throat when his thumb rubs in tender circles over the inside of your thigh. GIGGLINGGG

“You look gorgeous tonight, Bambi” BAMBI, MY FAVOURITE THING OF THIS FIC🤭😂

It started when you were 10, you always loved the movie and had invited him over to watch it with you after school one day. About half way through you stood up to go and find more popcorn but being your clumsy self you’d ended up tripping over your own feet. Mase took the opportunity to compare your clumsiness to that of the deer, and at first he used the nickname as a joke, but then it stuck, and now, even in your twenties he still liked to use it. And you love to hear it. YAY CLUMSY GIRLIES UNITE🤭

“You don’t look too bad yourself, Masey” you tell him, letting your gaze drop briefly and you take allow yourself a moment to admire him. GIGGLING, SHE IS COMPLIMENTING HIM🤭

“I love it, you look so handsome” you let your hands drop back into your lap and he misses your touch immediately.HE REALLY DID LOOK HANDSOME THAT NOGHT

His gaze drops to your lips, once, twice, and a third time, until the desire to feel them against his own becomes too overwhelming. He’s leaning in before he has a chance to stop himself, the lack of hesitation in your eyes only urging him on until someone clears their throat behind you. I GASPED

“Hey guys” Lewis’ voice snaps you and Mason back to reality, the room around you coming back into focus. LEWIS NOT NOWWWW

He helps you up, waiting until Lewis has turned away to lift your joint hands to his lips. He places a quick kiss to your knuckles, sending you a soft smile before letting them drop between you again and he doesn’t let go as you follow him through the crowd, fingers still intertwined as Lewis introduces you to an older man who you recognise as one of the event organisers. KNUCKLES KISS🫠🫠🫠

“How about one more drink and then we head back to the hotel?” Mason suggests a few hours later, glancing down to his watch and noticing that it’s nearing 11pm. UUUU

“Sorry mate, any chance we can grab a straw please?” Mason asks the bar tender when he places your water down in front of you, and you feel your cheeks warm at the simple gesture. You’ve always preferred drinking with straws, some people may think it’s weird, but to Mason it’s just one of the many things he loves about you. OHHHH HE GRANBED HER A STRAWWWWW

Mason doesn’t hesitate to slip off his suit jacket when he notices you shivering, slipping it over your shoulders before you can protest. You snuggle into it’s warmth, breathing in the scent of his cologne that still lingers on the fabric. MASON TONY MOUNT YOULL KILL ME

He turns his head suddenly, feeling the heat of your gaze, but you're quick to look away, cheeks blazing when you realise he’s caught you staring. TWO CUTE TEENAGERS IN LOVE🤭

You start fiddling with your rings, one of the telltale signs that you’re nervous, but a warm hand intertwines with yours, stopping your fidgeting. Mason is already looking at you when you glance up at him, and your heart soars at the gentle look in his eyes. There’s a certain warmth behind them that tells you everything is okay, and you settle back into the seat, sliding your fingers between his and not letting go for the rest of the journey. I MIGHT COMBUST

“Stay with me tonight?” You whisper, not wanting to ruin the peaceful atmosphere that has somehow been set in the hallway, “we can order room service and watch something, just like we do at home” SHE ASKED HIMMM

His smile is bright as you swing the door open, stepping aside for him to come in and your eyes drop to his chest as he brushes past you. He didn’t bother changing, but his tie is nowhere to be seen, the top few buttons of his shirt now undone and his silver chain - the one that you brought him for his birthday last year - peaks out from underneath the fabric.HE TOOK THW TIE OFF🫠🫠

You decide on a classic margherita, letting Mason call downstairs to place the order whilst you reach over him and grab the remote from the table next to his side of the bed. He sucks in a sharp breath when your hand falls on his upper thigh, not so innocently steadying yourself as you lean over him. You can’t say that you’d meant to touch him like that, but you won’t pretend that you didn’t love his reaction. OMG🤭

“Thank you again for inviting me, and you know I don’t mind” You tell him, tightening your arms around him slightly, “I’d fly to the other side of the world with you if you asked me to” He chuckles into your hair, his smile widening. “Yeah? Looks like I should ask them to have the next gala in Australia then” “Yes! You know I’ve always wanted to go and meet Kangaroos” “It’s a long flight though, you’d have to let me sleep on your shoulder the whole way there” I NEED PT 2 WITH FLIGHT TO AUSTRALIA

There’s something about being in your presence that makes him feel so calm. There’s no need for him to fake anything, no need for him to worry. He can just be ‘Mase’ without any added expectations or anyone analysing his every move. You accept him for him, and he thanks his lucky stars everyday that your parents met all of those years ago because he’s really not sure what he’d do without you. HE CAN BE HIMSELF AROUND HER🤏🏻🥹

“Maybe a few times” you tease, lips curling into a smile, “but you can tell me again” CHEEKY

His nose bumps against yours as he leans closer. His lips are mere inches away, your heart beating so fast in your chest that you’re sure he can probably hear it. When you show no signs of hesitation he closes the distance, touching his lips to yours in a tender kiss that you feel all the way from your head down to the tips of your toes. THEY ARE KISSINGGGG

“I need to know that you definitely want this Y/N” he whispers, a hint of vulnerability in his eyes as he looks at you, “I know I do, but I’ll never forgive myself if later on you realise that you don’t” HE IS A CUTIE

THE SMUT WAS 👨‍🍳😘

He reaches towards the end of the bed, pulling up the blanket and you don’t hesitate to shuffle into his arms when he opens them for you, settling against his side with your head resting against his chest as he holds you close. AFTERCAREEE YAYY

“I know, but the quicker we get in that shower the quicker we can get back into bed” he tells you softly, fingers brushing your hair out of your face as you gaze up at him sleepily. “Let me take care of you, bubs” GOIMG TO MELTTT

“I don’t think you should let anyone else see you shirtless for a couple of days” You tell him, tugging your bottom lip between your teeth to hold back a giggle. OPS🤭😂

“Don’t be. Just means that I made you feel good” he says with confidence, winking at you with a cocky smirk playing on his lips. LOOK AT HIMMMM

“I’m not going anywhere, bubs” he reassures, noticing a faint look of panic on your features. He slides his fingers between yours, giving them a tight squeeze, “I’m just going to tidy the clothes up and grab you something to sleep in okay? I’ll be back in a few minuets” THW FACT HE KNEW SHE WASACRED WITHOUT HER HAVING TO SAY IT

THE SKINCARE MOMENT🤏🏻🤏🏻🤏🏻THEY ARE SO SWEEET

“Here, put this on” he says, handing you the t-shirt that he brought in, and you happily change into it, his scent lingering on the fabric and filling your senses as the material falls to your upper thigh. HE GAVE HER HIS TSHIRT TO SLEEP

“It means I’m yours Y/N” he mumbles into your skin before pulling his head from your neck. He shuffles up your body slightly, moving so that he’s hovering above you. “If you’ll have me” IT MEAMS I'M YOURS🫠🫠

“I’m in love with you Y/N, I have been for a long time”HE TOLD HERRRR

“You don’t have to say it back, I know you might not feel the same but I-“ “Mason, are you kidding me?” You cut him off, cupping his face in both of your palms. “I’m so in love with you” AND SHE SAID IT BACK🫠🤏🏻

“I love everything about you, Y/N. You’re so fucking beautiful, but it’s not just that. You’re sweet, you’re kind, you’re funny, you make me feel wanted in a way I’ve never experienced before, I’ve waited my whole life for this and now that I have you, I’m never letting you go” “Good, because I’m not going anywhere. I’m yours Masey” WE HAVE A NEW COUPLE IN TOWNNN

“Just because it’s our ‘first’ -” he lifts his hand, making air quotes, “ - date that doesn’t mean I’m going to do the gentlemanly thing and drop you home with a kiss to your cheek after” NAUGHTY

“How about we keep this to ourselves for a bit?” He suggests, fingers sliding between yours where they lay against his chest. “No one needs to know just yet, we’ll just take it slow and tell them when we’re ready” GOOD IDEA MOUMT🤭

GIRLLLL

OMG I WAS FINALLY ABLE TO FINISH THIS FEEDBACK

I LOVED EVERYTHING OF THIS

TEH SMUT WAS PERFECT 👨‍🍳😘

ALL THE FLUFF TOO

I LOVWD HOW YOU DESCRIBED THEIR RELATIONSHIP SO QE COULD GET RO KNOW THEM AMD FALL IN LOVW WOTH THEM

PR. WITH THW DATE AND REVEAL TO FAMILY AND FRIENDS?🤭 MAYBE SOME ANGST TOO TO SPICE IT UP😂

THANK.YOU SOOOO MUCH FOR THISSSS🩷🩷AND FORGIVE ME FOR THE BIG DELAY🫣

your feedback makes my entire day i was smiling so big reading this 🤭

I’m definitely wanting to do a few more parts of their story and I can’t wait to share more of it 🥹

[doki-doki-lesbians-club]

Hey. Just wanted to check in and see how you were doing and if you're feeling okay. <3

Hi there! You're incredibly sweet, yes I'm doing alright <3 I've just had some stuff stacking up in my personal life lately that's kept me from checking Tumblr often, and by extension, updating this blog with new content.

In case I haven't mentioned it before, I've been doing classes at my local community college, and have finally decided to transfer to a full 4-year university! I start in the fall, but I'm looking to move into a new house with new roommates sometime this summer, find a job in a new town, and just general start a new chapter in my life. As well as moving and starting school, I'm looking to start HRT as soon as I have a steady income.

Sorry to use your ask as a bit of an update post ahaha! Just wanted to put some more info out about where I am, what I'm doing, and my this blog isn't as active as it once was. Don't get me wrong; I don't intend to stop working on this! I still update things when I can with reblogs and queued posts, might make some new posts soon since I have a friend who just started playing a bit of the game for the first time :3 so we'll see! And once I'm settled into my new place and start working, I'm sure I'll find a more steady schedule to check in here, perhaps a couple days a week at least, to keep things flowing.

Thank you to everyone who follows this blog! It's so great to see all the DDLC fans and DDLC-interested people in 2024 and beyond, and I'm happy to shine a small spotlight on some great artists in the community who continue to churn out amazing content! Hopefully we all have many fun years ahead of us!

[liviavanrouge]

Jasper Birthday Jacket

Jasper: *Holds his head on his hands* How exciting my interviewer will be here soon, can't wait

Jasper: I wonder who was chosen, hope it's someone who enjoys my jokes

???: I would prefer if you kept your head on

Jamil: Hello Jasper, Happy Bithday

Jasper: Hey Jamil! Thanks for the wish!

Jamil: I was unsure of what to get you, but I hope you like this gift I have with me

Jasper: I'm sure I wi-

Jamil: What is it?

Jasper: JACKSTER HAS A GIRLFRIEND NOW!!! AWESOME!!

Jamil: EH!??

Jasper: How lucky!! I'm jealous that he has a girlfriend before me! Look at the doll, it looks so well made!

Jasper: She's smooth to the touch! Look at the stitching in her arms and the red flowing hair down her back! She's perfect

Jasper: I'm gonna call her Salster!!

Jamil: .....I did not expect him to like it that much...

Jasper: Jackster is gonna fall in love when he sees Salster, they're gonna be an iconic couple!

Jamil: Have you been learning slang from Cater? Do you know what Iconic even means?

Jasper: Of course I have! I've been learning it from some of the other Pomefiore students as well, it's quite a fun process

Jasper: Totes cool!

Jamil: Seems like you've been learning more from Cater than Vil.

Jasper: He always offers whenever I see him in the hallway, never a dull moment with that guy you know...

Jasper: He's possibly the only sunshine guy I don't avoid willingly, I always find a reason to go chill with him

Jasper: *Beams* Wait till I tell him about Jackster and Salster! He's totes gonna be so jelly!

Jamil: *Frowns* I bet he will....

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Jamil: Let's begin the interview. If you could have any student from Night Raven Collage as a sibling, who would it be? Students from your dorm are excluded

Jasper: Lilia.

Jamil: That was quick!

Jasper: I'm pretty close with Lilia when I ain hangin' with Malleus. We've run into each other a few times at night when he's searching for Malleus and/or Livia

Jasper: He likes bats and he's good at games, taught me a few things himself, not to mention he showed me some self defense moves

Jasper: I bested Sebek once in a training brawl, but I think I gave the guy extra training for a month since a 'rookie' beat him from what Lilia told me

Jamil: I can just feel the shame and embarrassment he must've felt

Jasper: Heh, yeah, I felt guilty but proud, Lilia himself even praised me and said I'd make a pretty good guard should I so wish

Jasper: Also, his cooking is delicious

Jamil: .....take that back, take that back right now...

Jasper: No way! It's the greatest thing I've ever tasted! I always get my breakfast and lunch from him

Jasper: He's always so happy to make it for me as well, I'm grateful otherwise I'd have to find something appealing in the lunchroom

Jamil: Someone like you do exist, I owe Shadow a weeks worth of lunch...

Jasper: Speaking of food, he brought me a cake he baked himself, I didn't wanna share so I ate it all in my room

Jasper: I feel kinda bad for not sharing with everyone, I bet everyone else wanted a slice as well but I can be pretty selfish when it comes to my favorite things

Jamil: I bet they'd thank you actually...

Jasper: Hm? You say something?

Jamil: I hope you thanked Lilia actually...

Jasper: I did, don't worry!

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Jamil: If you were to transfer to a different dorm, what would it be?

Jasper: A different dorm huh? I have actually never had to think about it before since I'm comfortable in Pomefiore despite Vil and Golden being the duo that keeps us in place

Jasper: Hm, give me a second to think about it for a moment

Jasper: Transfer to a different dorm huh?

Jasper: ....Heartslabyul..

Jamil: Okay- WHAT!??

Jasper: There's many dark places at night and I'd be able to remember every rule there, I have good memory

Jamil: If you want dark places why not go to Diasomnia?

Jasper: Because of "Diasomnia's Angel"

Jamil: ....Livia...?

Jasper: I'd be trembling in my shoes if I was in the same dorm as hers! She has Malleus watching out for her and rumor has it through school that the Valley of Thorns queen also loves her greatly

Jasper: That's SCARIER than the spooks in my hometown, who could be in the same form as her much less be her friend! I'd be scared of getting cursed for making her cry!

Jasper: She has so many "bodyguards" as well, that it'll be hard to even WANT to hang around her...

Jamil: She'd cry now hearing that...

Jasper: I hardly feel bad...

Jasper: At least in Heartslabyul I feel some form of safety, besides I like hanging with Cater and Deuce, they some chill guys

Jasper: Also, I like the challenge of following the rules and trying to please Riddle's rule following instincts, not to mention they got some awesome sweets

Jamil: Understandable, a shame you didn't give Scarabia a shot

Jasper: Sorry, I wouldn't be able to handle the sunshines of your dorm

Jamil: Me neither but I still do

Jasper: Fair point

Jamil: That concludes this interview, are you ready?

Jasper: Go for it!

Jamil: Happy Birthday, Jasper!

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Jasper: *Laughs, his hands combing his hair back as whipped cream covered half of his face, the plate on his shoulder*

@anxious-twisted-vampire

[fourtoomanyships]

Annabeth has one rule: don't date someone in the same major. It leads to unhealthy competition, comparison, and bad habits. Luckily for her, she's dating a Marnie biologist. But when a certain guy with the fluffiest black hair she's ever seen transferred to NYU, she might have second thoughts...

She and Jason are dating

Jason is a marine biologist

Purely to throw off the reader

Percy had previously been going to a community college and transferred to NYU when he had the funds

He works as a waiter at a yogurt shop and an olive garden to get that bag

I'm thinking junior year

They meet on the campus green a couple weeks after school starts

Academic rivals bc their mad smart

They become friends when they realize their both mad smart

Like best friends

Pretty soon they have really deep theological convos

Jason is jealous

Proper fight between Annabeth and Jason where they break up

Annabeth is heartbroken

Percy comforts her bc they besties

He realizes he likes her

She just got dumped tho so he doesn't say anything to her

A couple months ago by

Percy gets her a really thoughtful Christmas gift

Annabeth gets him a sweater entirely to large for him

Annabeth realizes she likes him

Percy does something reckless (car crash, tumbles down concrete stairs, etc..)

Annabeth tells him she likes him, realizing that life is to short to not have people you love in it

First date is super awkward

They get thru it tho

They official get together a week after Valentine's day bc "having your anniversary on v day is cliche"

After they let people know their dating Jason's all sour abt it

Annabeth doesn't really care tho

The end

Or just fluff and they move in together senior year

Annabeth goes on to get her doctrate

Percy j likes the math part bc his dyslexia makes it less bad

[caswellseyes]

Didn't you mention a Victorious AU at some point? If yes, any headcanons for that?

yes anon i absolutely did!! i'm surprised you remember honestly cause i think i only mentioned it like once? but it's a very very fun one to think about so i'm happy to share some headcanons!

so this is an au based on the nickelodeon show victorious. i've actually been thinking of making it a smau - i've never done that before, but i found a template for those slap update thingies, and it'd be fun to try something new... who knows, we'll see. if not that, it'll be a oneshot series, just small bits to work on between other projects i think. it'll exist in some sort of shape at some point lol. okay now headcanons:

in this universe, the molinas just moved in with ray and rose's longtime partner, trevor, and his kids carrie and bobby. both carrie and bobby attend a fancy artsy school

julie, carlos, carrie, and bobby definitely have nights when the adults are on a date and it's just the four of them at home. sometimes they have friends over, but at least once a month they put on a movie, order takeout, and have a sibling night. it always starts out tame but ends with them, like, sliding down the stairs on mattresses or someone getting a new piercing or something. one time, they adopted a cat

they did text and ask for permission. trevor gave it but didn't think they were being serious. the adults were in for a big surprise when they came home

sunset curve do jam together whenever they can, but they're primarily solo artists. luke writes the songs they do together and a bunch of solo stuff, bobby focuses on the recording side of music, reggie does country stuff, and alex does everything from dance to stage crew to musical numbers. also drums, of course

just. the great ping pong scam, but sunset curve. that's all.

willie attends a regular high school for most of their life. his dad works at hollywood arts, so he's reluctant to attend because he doesn't want to be accused of favouritism. he actually befriends julie at that school before she transfers, and they end up transferring after a couple of months as well

luke absolutely has some sort of musical instrument locker situation. reggie would do the clear locker, because he doesn't have anything to hide, and willie changes his every couple of weeks to keep things exciting. carrie covers hers in glitter. there's a disco ball inside

carlos meets all of his siblings' friends in the most ridiculous situations. like, he's introduced to alex and reggie when reggie accidentally used real glue for alex's creepy makeup, and walks in on the two of them trying to rip a very convincing frankenstein's monster-mask from alex's face, and he meets luke when luke is taking a challenge and is singing everything he wants to say, but, like, musical style to make it a true challenge

yes, carlos did shut the door on luke when that happened. nobody blames him for it, not even luke

[waremyth]

Reunion

I was currently getting ready for a reunion at Francios Dupont, my fiancé is currently trying to get our children dressed, oh right you don't know yet, let me explain

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I had defeated hawkmoth with dragon, viper, princess honey, chat noir, and lastly bunix, after the defeat we revealed our identities to each other, jagged had adopted us after finding out that my parents had abused me and that Adrien's father was hawkmoth and had isolated Adrien from the outside world other than school, Lukas mother had kicked him out because Julica told her that he was helping a bully and is being one so jagged took full custody of him, when he had adopted Adrien and I we were.... let's say complicated, I didn't like being locked in a room for too long, and hands or voices being raised at me because of the bullying and the abuse, while Adrien didn't like being stuck in a room locked or a house alone, they didn't know till it happened(ill make small one-shots for how they figured it out later) they tried to not do those things just in case, once fagged found out about the bullying and they found out about a couple of scars from the class, jagged moved us to Gotham and we transferred to Gotham high, Adrien and luka had made the sister protection squad aka SPS, after about two weeks of school I had made friends with Damien Wayne the ice prince of Gotham and John Kent, we were unsure about them until a month after, about five months after Damien asked me out on a date and to be his girlfriend and i said yes, then about two weeks later Adrien and John got together and yes they know what had happened to us in Paris, and we know each other's identities, after being together for a year Damien and I had our children twins named Amira and Lilian, about four months after Damien proposed to me, Adrien and Jon where already married and had adopted a meta human child, his name is Dax, Luka and Kagami are also married, Chloe is engaged to Tim, Alix met a girl with white hair down to her shoulders, blue left eye, hazel left eye, loves black clothes, her name is Wendy, Shes very nice, they are currently girlfriends soon more, I still have a problem with hands raised at me but I try my best to block it out when I'm ladybird, now let's continue shall we?

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I was currently wondering if I should change out of the dress I'm currently wearing a red that fades to black dress that goes down to my feet, with off the shoulder sleeves, you can see some parts of my scars, I heard my door click open so I turned around to see Damien there, "angel you look gorgeous" "really I don't look ugly in this dress" Damien walks over to me and kisses me "Angel you're not ugly, your beautiful" "but my scars..." "show that you went through something bad and out came it" he said then kissed my dimples "also I had found out that Adrien, Jon, Chloe and Tim will be coming, Alix said that they won't be with us today" "will she be-" proposing, yes she is" I smile "They're going to finally make it official" Damien just chuckled and we had set off to my old school with Amira and Lilian, about ten minutes later we reached toe school, and I was nervous, my whole French class will be hear, the worst bullies I have ever had with Lila at the top, I had squeezed Damien's hand for comfort and he squeezed it back just as tight to reassure me, we had started walking in after and saw Adrien, Jon, Chloe, and Tim in the corner, we had decided to go join them after about twenty-thirty minutes I had went to go find myself a drink, when two people I knew all too well came to me "Oh Marinette, why are you hear you aren't apart of this class anymore*Gasps*are you hear to bully me again I'm so sorry if I did something to you" "Mari-slut how could you come here just to bully sweet Lila, you're a monster" about to smack her but someone grabbed her arm, I look over and see Damien glaring at her "TT, what do you think you're doing you my wife you harlots" I then see the twins run up to me saying "Mama" "mom!" I hug the two and look up to see Damien looking at them along with Tim, Jon, and Chloe, Adrien came to me to calm me down and check for any injuries on me, "TT, Tim starts the plan, were going to leave afterward" Tim had nodded and went up to the podium, I was confused, there was a plan? " Everyone can I have your attention please!" everyone stopped talking and look at him "please turn you direction to the screen please" everyone looked at the screen and a video started playing.

Everyone was shocked and horrified to learn this, police officers had come in and is currently escorting Lila to the car, while Damien and her friend and family left the scene.

[micallum]

Candlelit Breakfast

Pairing: Arthur Leclerc x OFC!Caroline Piastri (Caz)

Based on this Ask: “saw something on tv where a guy organized a candlelight breakfast to celebrate he and his gf’s anniversary. because she works too late at night so they couldn’t celebrate during dinner and he wanted to respect the right day so he did a romantic breakfast 🥹 had to share, make this whatever u want sisbsksksk” @oscar-piastri

Ratings: Fluff, 15+ (no smut, just if you are a minor I'm awkward about it).

Word Count: 1,775.

AO3 LINK

A/N: Got this ask and wanted to write something so this is a little one shot involving my fave ship (which is ASSY) but it’s disguised as CARTHUR. I guess this is part of the FRIENDS series but it jumps ahead quite a lot from the couple of chapters I actually put out. I still hope you enjoy!

Arthur looked up and down the aisle. Pancakes or crepes? He was sure Caroline would prefer the American pancakes but he was more used to making thin crepes. He sighed and brought out his phone while still holding his shopping list in his right hand. He used his code to unlock his phone and called for backup.

“Hello?” The high-pitched voice spoke through the small device.

“Hi, Nina”, Arthur looked at his sneakers, “do you have a minute?”

Nina hummed and asked what was up before Arthur exposed his dilemma to her. “I think you can handle pancakes, Arthur. Just make sure you don’t add anything other than what the package tells you to.”

“Don’t you just add milk?”

He rushed to squeeze the phone between his shoulder and ear as he reached out to grab the first bag of flour, he turned it every possible way before his eyes found the small drawings. Eggs, milk, butter.

“Seriously, Arthur…” Nina pinched the bridge of her nose on the other end, which Arthur assumed she would be doing, as she always did so when he asked her something seemingly obvious. “Please get the fluffy kind. You make those, a couple of fried eggs, a good half kilogram of bacon – might be too much… but I’ve seen you eat! I know you will be fine. Offer her a cup of coffee and some orange juice. Once you are done eating you exchange gifts.”

Arthur began taking mental notes of this, using his full attention. He did not want to mess it up. He would not have another chance to make their first anniversary perfect.

Caroline had been dealing with one of the most hectic schedules for a few weeks already. From the moment she decided to transfer to Monaco it had been difficult. With a part-time job now, she seemed to either be at school or at work. She spent long hours working on projects at the office, coming home later than either Arthur or herself would like. And Arthur never complained, he had begun rolling on his side to hold Caroline once she was in bed, the faint sound of the bedsheets moving made him aware she had finally come home. She always did her best to keep quiet and for the most part, she did great.

Now that they reached their first year together Arthur thought he might take her out for dinner, but this was impossible. With the change of seasons around the corner, almost all of her company’s clients were in need of new promotional images. She worked with smaller businesses but it was still important and her bosses liked what she had to offer. Fresh designs, simple and effective – or so she had been told. Time off was not going to come soon.

So celebratory breakfast it was! Arthur talked to his brothers about it and they all agreed that if he wanted to make THE day special it was best to settle for what he knew he would get a chance to share with his girlfriend.

“But can you cook?” Lorenzo had asked him in a rather skeptical tone.

Charles had laughed a little too loud for Arthur’s liking, but he assured his brothers that he had actually learned a lot since he and Caroline moved in together.

“I find that hard to believe…” Charles smiled at him and then both of his older brothers shared a look, “but you should try!”

And now he was there, at the grocery store, with a kart already containing the best of the best breakfast foods. He was sure he was going to send his girlfriend off to class with a full stomach and a big smile on her face – even if those were the last two things he did.

“Okay, thanks, Nina.”

“No problem! Hey, let me know how it goes. I bet she will lose her mind.” She said excitedly.

“That’s the idea!”

After a short chat, he ended the call and found the rest of the things. He got on his bike and went back home to the small apartment they shared, he said hello to one of the neighbors and got in the elevator with the bags in his arms. He was glad he had already figured out Caroline’s present days before. Now, all that he needed to do was put the food away and set up his alarm in time to wake up a couple of hours before his girlfriend.

Caroline arrived home late as usual and without any suspicion took off her shoes, she walked past the small kitchen and into their bedroom. With a small side smile she glanced over at Arthur, he was snoring softly, arms and legs sprawled out on his half of the large king-size bed. The two had agreed to go out on Saturday to celebrate their anniversary, but she felt guilty that they would not get to enjoy much of the main day together. She could not wait to graduate and find a different job. She was ready to move on from the half time this half time that life.

She changed into her pj’s and went to the bathroom across the hallway before returning and pulling the sheets down to get into bed. As he did every night, Arthur turned and wrapped an arm around her middle, his nose buried in between her shoulder and neck. Caroline placed her arm on top of his and sighed tiredly as her muscles finally relaxed after a stressful day.

The warmth was gone. She reached out to cover herself, expecting to be met with the weight of her boyfriend keeping the covers from moving, but they were weightless and she was able to pull them up to her chin with little effort.

Her eyes opened in an instant.

“Arthur?” She mumbled.

Beginning to look around she turned on the bed to stare at the empty space next to her. It was rare. More than that… it was extremely strange for Arthur to be out of bed before her. She pushed herself up on her elbows and looked at the clock only to realize she was up almost twenty minutes before her alarm went off.

With bare feet, she made her way to the bathroom, the hallway already carried the smell of vanilla and coffee. She frowned, did Arthur have a meeting or something she did not know about? She finished her business in the bathroom quickly and approached the kitchen in silence, expecting to find her boyfriend looking at his computer in preparation for an interview or FDA meeting. Instead, she found her kitchen table decorated with a base and a couple of flowers. Two candles stood tall, already lit across from each plate.

Her mouth dropped open and it remained that way as her eyes scanned the kitchen, on the stove a couple of pans, the coffee machine was already running and the rack where they put the dishes to dry was filled with utensils one would use to prepare food. Arthur was proudly holding a jar of orange juice in his hands when she spotted him.

“I know you have time for breakfast!” He pointed out, “Good morning, Caz. Happy anniversary!”

Caroline’s mouth fell shut and she covered her face with both hands, shaking her head she felt like laughing and crying at the same time.

Stupid Arthur, always having these silly yet thoughtful gestures…

She felt stupid once Arthur was holding her against his chest, confusion, and amusement mixed in his voice, “hey, what’s happening?” his fingers pulled her hands off her face in a gentle manner as his eyes searched her features.

“I can’t believe you sometimes,” she smiled with a couple of senseless tears staining her cheeks.

Arthur wiped them with tender hands as she looked up at his expression. “Happy anniversary Arthur.”

He smiled and his cheeks were pulled so far she could see a couple of lines frame the corners of his mouth.

“I made you everything I could think of.” He pulled her by the hand and brought her to the table.

With a chivalrous gesture, he pulled the chair out for her and soon had a plate filled with all sorts of breakfast foods in front of her. He sat down across from her and they ate together, catching up on whatever had been going on the day before. They laughed between bites and shared some pieces of gossip as they usually did. Arthur took pictures of his girlfriend as she sipped on some coffee and smiled down at his phone.

“Oh, I haven’t even showered Arthur!” She complained.

He smiled and then made a fake serious face “You always look gorgeous. Here let’s take one together!”

Caroline rolled her eyes but leaned forward and they took a picture that ended up making everyone go mad once Arthur posted it on Instagram later; both of them were visibly happy, in love, and… in their pajamas. Caz’ koalas PJs – a gift from Arthur when they moved in together, and Arthur’s lack of a shirt. Messy hair and messy table between the two… it all screamed “DOMESTIC”.

Upon seeing it, Caroline wrinkled her nose and stood from the table, “not my favorite, I know we look cuter after a shower.”

Arthur nodded and pulled her into his lap as she began walking past him, she squealed but wrapped her arms around his neck, wide eyes staring back at him. He gave her a smug smile “are you suggesting something?”

She smiled up at him as her brain processed his words, she almost jumped “Oh!” Her brows shot up “No… why? Are you suggesting something?”

The Monegasque looked up at the ceiling and shrugged, the corners of his mouth going down.

She kissed the tip of his nose. “Thank you for doing all of this.”

“You have no idea of the things I would do for you, Caz.” He declared with the most serious tone in his voice. “I love you.”

Caz pushed his hair back by running her fingers through it. He only said those words once before and they seemed to have disappeared from his vocabulary for months, hearing them now was sweeter than the honey they had just poured over their pancakes.

Through a small smile, she admitted the same words back, “I love you too.”

Her hands grabbed his cheeks softly and they both reached out toward each other, kissing for a moment that felt too short for both of them. Too caught up in each other, they forgot all about exchanging gifts, sharing coffee-flavored kisses next to the candles instead.

[robertsmithclone]

I Wait For You (It’s What I Do)

Xavier Thorpe x Female Original Character (Sade Ricci)

Sade Ricci’s fangs just came in two weeks into the school year, so that means a transfer to Nevermore academy. (Does not follow show plot)

1.9k words (part five)

tw: vapes, cigarettes, pills, blood, manipulation, verbal fighting, talk about smashing someone’s face in, swearing

Posting to Ao3 under wonde_rr and Wattpad under SHADYGROVEE

Playlist : it’s in the works

chapter five masterlist

translations at the end

Once everyone had arrived at the carnival, Yoko had gone off to find Divina, Wednesday and Enid ran off to get cotton candy, Tyler had picked a fight with Xavier which Rowan was trying to put a stop to.

Sade and Ajax stood there for a moment before he tugged on her arm, moving them to start walking away.

They walked in silence for a couple minutes, taking in the lights and music all around them. Ajax spoke up once they found a funnel cake stand.

“Ever had funnel cake?” He smiled at her.

Sade could feel the weight of her pack of cigarettes in her back pocket, wishing badly for one. “No, it sounds too American.” She joked.

The boy just laughed and bought one. They walked until they found a bench, setting the cake down between them. They both took a piece and ate it, Sade’s face twisting into a look of confusion while Ajax laughed again.

“Not like how I expected. At all.” She smiled up at him and took another bite.

“Good though. Really good,” he said with his mouth full.

It was silent again for a little bit, which Sade thought was unusual based on Thornhill’s class sitting next to Ajax.

“You know they used to date.” The gorgon looked up at her. “Xavier and Tyler.”

Sade’s mouth formed a slight ‘o’ shape as she fiddled with the lighter in her hands.

Ajax shrugged. “Yeah. I don’t know if date is the right word but whatever they had was messy. Like, Xavier’s my boy y’know, I’ve never seen him so messed up. Not even after Bianca.” He shook his head.

“He dated Bianca Barclay too?” Sade sat there in slight shock, she had never actually ‘dated’ anyone for more than two weeks. Something about her just drove people away after her charm wore off.

Ajax chuckled slightly. “Yeah, Bianca freshman year into sophomore year, Tyler junior year, and he had a crush on Wednesday after he broke up with Tyler.”

All Sade could manage was “huh.”

—

Xavier, Tyler, and Rowan stood in the grass parking lot of the carnival, all with tense expressions on their faces.

“Tyler, I'm not getting into this right now! You’re just gonna spin it into you’re the only person who has ever loved me or ever will love me bullshit and I am not doing that right now!” Xavier threw his hands away from each other and started pacing.

“Well it’s true, isn’t it? Bianca broke up with you and Wednesday certainly didn’t want you…” Tyler reasoned back with a slightly smug look on his face.

“You’re doing it right now!” The artist stopped pacing to yell at the blonde boy.

“Xavier-“ Rowan tried to intervene, he could see where this was going.

“Not right now, Rowan, please. Just go.” Xavier crossed one of his arms over his chest while the other held the bridge of his nose.

Rowan glanced between the two boys for a moment before walking off into the carnival.

Tyler took a step towards Xavier, who automatically took a step back.

“Xav, please, you just need to start listening to me again.” His gaze darkened slightly as his tone became more serious.

“God, why do we still hang out with you?!” Xavier looked disgusted with the boy in front of him.

Tyler shrugged, a smirk appearing on his face. “Wednesday still has an appreciation for me, I guess.”

—

“Tyler used to say some really fucked up shit to him. Like, bad. But only me and Rowan really know about it. The others just think it was a normal breakup, I guess.” Ajax popped the last piece of funnel cake into his mouth as he spoke.

“So why do you guys still hang around him?” Sade questioned, taking a drag of the cigarette she had lit.

“Xavier wanted things to be normal.” He shrugged. “Everyone else was, is, still kind of friends with him, especially Wednesday, so he hangs around.”

The vampire scoffed, of course, Wednesday.

—

“Fuck you.” Xavier spat out the words like poison.

“It was the other way around, if my memory serves me correct.” Tyler looked like he was about to laugh.

“Seriously? You’re so childish, Ty.” There was a slight pause and the long haired boy cleared his throat like the nickname was stuck there. “Tyler.”

“I’m childish?” Tyler put a hand to his chest. “Please, you’re the one that has an obvious obsession with Sade. Why can’t you have normal crushes? Or will you just never leave your stalker school-boy phase?”

The blonde took another step closer and Xavier didn’t move back this time.

“Need I remind you that she’ll be just like the others? Once she actually gets to know you she’ll want nothing to do with you. You’ll just come crying back to me.”

Xavier’s facial expression went from angry to confused and sad in a matter of seconds.

“I. I only came to you after Wednesday rejected me because you were a manipulative prick.” The boy didn’t have the fire in him to keep yelling anymore, it was splashed with water by Tyler. He’s been playing firefighter since the middle of their relationship.

Tyler tilted his head to the side. “Well now I think you’re just saying things, but whatever helps you sleep at night.”

Xavier’s hands trembled with the urge to shove the other boy to the ground, start punching, and never stop. At least, not until his knuckles were bloody and Tyler’s face had caved in.

A couple walked by, laughing. It brought him back down to Earth for the time being, so he decided to just narrow his eyes at Tyler and walk away, bumping the blonde boy on his way towards the carnival.

—

Ajax and Sade had decided to play some games and ride some short rides, every so often escaping the crowds behind a tent to hit the gorgon’s vape. Sade had excused herself to the restroom once to take a blood pill and two painkillers, the strong smell of mainly Ajax’s blood becoming nauseatingly overwhelming.

Eventually they had run into Rowan, who seemed slightly panicked at the fact he was walking around alone, and the pair was honestly glad they had. The telekinetic boy could get himself into some interesting situations when he was panicked.

After their greetings, Ajax suggested going on the ferris wheel.

“No way. No way. Heights? Are you kidding me? No.” Rowan was shaking his head, pretty strongly objecting to the idea.

Sade put her hand on his shoulder, resting it there softly. He looked down at it. She squeezed it slightly, her red nails on display.

“It’ll be fine, ragazzo carino.” She smiled at him, “We’ll have fun.”

Ajax looked at her and then to Rowan, seeing the boy hesitate for a moment before denying the invite again.

“Look, you guys can go, but I’m not- I can’t. I’ll wait for you on the bench next to it.” He shook his head again, looking at his shoes.

Sade’s hand slid off his shoulder as she looked at Ajax, the gorgon looking back at her and shrugging.

“Okay, dolcezza. It’ll just be a few minutes.”

The two started walking towards the gate while Rowan sat down on the bench, using his inhaler quickly. Sade gave him a look of pity that he didn’t catch.

—

Once the two fast friends got on, Sade found herself really enjoying Ajax’s presence. He was really down to earth. Who knew all it took was spending one on one time with the guy out of school?

They joked easily the whole ride, taking a moment when they got to the top just to appreciate the view.

—

Rowan saw Xavier approach and immediately stood up.

“Are you okay, Xavier? What happened?”

The artist was obviously still tense, his hands stuffed in his pockets.

“I don’t wanna talk about it, Ro. Did you find anyone? I’m sorry for y’know…” He shrugged.

“Don’t worry about it, Xavier. I understand.” Rowan gave the other boy a look of sympathy. “But yeah, I found Ajax and Sade.”

Xavier’s face lit up slightly.

“They wanted to go on the ferris wheel…you know how I feel about heights.” The telekenetic’s cheeks flushed slightly.

The long haired boy looked up at the ferris wheel, seeing Sade and Ajax sitting snugly in a cart, laughing with each other and looking at the sky.

“So, what, are they like, lovey dovey all of a sudden, what’s that shit about?” He looked back at Rowan, questioning him angrily.

Rowan cringed, glancing at the ferris wheel. “No, I mean, it seems pretty platonic to me.” He shrugged slightly.

Xavier scoffed and practically threw himself down on the bench.

—

Sade decided she was mistaken about Ajax, he was just curious in the beginning. She really thought she’d get along best with Yoko, but maybe she was mistaken about that too. The vampire could see her and the gorgon becoming really good friends.

As they got off and walked back to the bench Rowan was sitting at, she got excited to see Xavier was sitting there too, but felt slightly troubled seeing the look on his face paired with his shifty eyes.

Ajax glanced at her at the same time she glanced at him, both seeing the look on their friend’s face. The gorgon shoved his hands in his pockets as they approached.

“Bellissimo! I’m so glad you’ve joined us!” Sade exclaimed as they stopped in front of the two boys, trying to hide her suspicion about Xavier’s mood. Plus she couldn’t get her mind off his past love life.

The artist turned to look at her, then glanced at Ajax.

Oh. That’s what this was about?

“Hey, Sade.” Xavier looked away from both of them again.

Rowan had gotten up, whispering with Ajax for a second. The snake haired boy sighed lightly, knowing they shouldn’t hash things out in the middle of a carnival. He just turned towards Xavier.

“You good, bro?”

The other boy glanced at him with a slight look of betrayal on his face. “Yeah.” He stared at Ajax for a second longer before turning away again.

Sade sat down next to Xavier, pulling out her cigarettes. “Wanna step away from the…uhm…you know,” she gestured with her hands, circling them at the people, the lights, the noise.

A small upside down grin broke out on his face at the girl’s attempt to convey the word chaos. “Sure, princess.”

Yeah, that went straight to her…core.

Sade shivered slightly, wondering how she would fight the urge to attack his neck once they got over to the bridge leading into the forest.

As Xavier got up and started to walk, the vampire gestured to the other two boys where they were going and followed him.

—

Once they had arrived from the short walk and lit their cigarettes (not blood infused), a sour look settled on Xavier’s face.

It was silent for a minute before he spoke up. “So you and Ajax?”

It sounded bitter, and the boy wasn’t even looking at her.

Sade half scoffed, half laughed and turned to the artist. “Gesù, no, no. Ciccio, you can’t assume things like this.” A smile appeared on her features. The boy was so jealous, it made her hands tingle.

Xavier looked at her and she almost laughed at him. He looked so bewildered, his pupils blown out wide.

“Seriously? But the ferris wheel-“

“What, friends can’t ride a ferris wheel together? Ajax is funny. We are becoming good friends.” She cut him off, still grinning. “You Americans are cuckoo.”

——

translations:

ragazzo carino - pretty boy

dolcezza - sweetness

bellissimo - gorgeous

Gesù - jesus

ciccio - honey

tags:

@solacestyles

@wxnderingthoughts

[iampikachuhearmeroar]

well I've had an interesting first week of the year back at work. I managed to get through to my usual doctor this week, which is a bit of a miracle, considering she's always back late jan/early feb each year. she's recommended 3 places for me to ring to follow up on a probable ADHD diagnosis. the best one is one in Sydney, in Bondi.

but to do all of their tests would mean I'd try to jam them into a week, if I could (probs not let's be real), or each time I do one I spend on a hotel room to stay up there, since I just wouldn't feel bothered to the 2 hour drive home after 8 hours of tests. but the Sydney one gives you a brain scan which would be super cool. but also if you managed to get bulk billed, it's $1,200. also they don't focus on meds, they focus on "brain based" and behaviour change stuff.

the other 2 places are local to my area, but you have to ring to find out their prices. but on the other hand, my doc said to leave all this stiff until after I have my colonoscopy that's booked for a couple weeks from now, on the 16th.

work is better since I'm not at a tired low point like I was at the end of last year. my boss is a bit happier that I'm turning up at the office at around 8:50 roughly and set up by 9. but yeah I hate having to cut my pre work bed relax after my bath each morning to 7:15 to get out the door by 8;20. but rn 8:20 is only working bc it's the school holidays so I'm not locked into the mronjng school run traffic and school zones right next to my house (basically). so it means I will have to bother to leave at 8:15 or whatever when school starts back up again on jan 31st.

but yeah. I still haven't handed in any of my unfinished (or unstarted) cadestship assessments; bc I forgot right before we left of chrissy/NY break to ask our outsourced IT guys to set up our VPN access app (it just gives you a code to type in) on my phone to access the work hard drive at home lmao. so I've meant to start this week, but I just haven't.

aside from work, the other interesting thing is that someone from the catholic school I went to for years 7-10 from 2008 til 2011, decided to invite me to a 10 year reunion that someone else from our year group from that school set up on Tuesday on fb for October this year. and I was just so surprised that someone bothered to remember me and invite me.... and I feel kinda touched tbh lol. bc i didn't even graduate with them properly, in a way, in 2013, bc I obvs graduated at the public school that I transferred to. it's so random that someone thought to invite me all these years later.

and I'm also stressing over the event a little. mostly on the level of what to wear to it, obvs lmao. but also, most of these people are successful working in good jobs. or they run their own successful local businesses/take over their parentd businesses.

while, on the other hand. I finish my cadetship in march, and I have no idea whether i'll be kept on where I am or whether I'll be somewhere else or jobless lmao. but anyway. it's going to be so weird seeing anyone from that school again, when half of them have kids and are married now or some have even divorced or split from their partners that they married in our early 20s (or at least that's what I've deduced from their name changes on fb back to their original last name I knew them by in school).

also im bitterly jealous of a few of them because they've bought their first house or have a second house and are using their first as an investment property. like bruh. am I the only one who still hasn't moved out of home yet??? and obvs there are obvs other people renting but still. am i the only one still at home??? I don't want questions about that tbh.

like is it even worth catching up with these people, when I still remember the derision I got from one of the girls from my group from that school, when I ran into her at uni back in 2016??? how she told me that everyone was actually SO GLAD that I'd left bc apparently they were all secretly harbouring embarrassment for my behaviour and my "attention seeking" or whatever the fuck she said to me???? but also part of me hopes that rich boy goes and is happy to see me and I'll get to congratulate him in person on his engagement or perhaps being married by the time this event happens (if it even does lmao). and that's my other thing. could just be an elaborate joke where they do this, and I turn up, but NO ONE is there???? like hello trust issues, aren't you looking very sexy this week.