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[juneberrie]

duermete — earth-42!miles morales

summary miles is great at getting his girl back to sleep

author's note miles is such a cutie patootie but like?? e42 miles??? he's sooooo 🤭

word count 0.2k

warnings fem!reader, pet names (mi amor, mami, querida), earth 42 au, mentions of a party

ᥫ᭡ little romantic gestures ; pulling them close while sleeping

you and miles were laying on his bed; miles, scrolling on his phone; you, napping.

when you had come into the morales apartment, exhausted as all hell, miles had laughed and moved over on his bed to make room for you.

"tired, mami?" he'd asked, voice low and smooth as you buried your face in his neck. you had nodded and he'd chuckled, bringing a hand to rub circles on your waist.

now, he scrolled through instagram, catching up on all the posts he'd missed. he came across a video of some random classmate at a party.

the tinny club music blasted through the tiny phone speaker and miles swore, quickly shutting off his phone and throwing it across the bed.

he stayed perfectly still, watching your sleeping face. you twitched and his eyes widened. you twisted around, trying to get comfortable.

he made a soft shushing noise and gently brushed a piece of hair off your face. "duermete, mi amor. i'll be here when you wake up," he murmured, watching your chest rise and fall.

you mumbled something and pushed your face deeper into the crook of his neck.

he smiled and pressed a kiss to your forehead, pulling you even closer to him. "te amo, querida."

[ladyseidr]

been thinking abt how funny michael's first kiss was. like, even he thinks it's funny once he's older. it's like:

he was literally like 13 and it was absolutely one of the guys in his little bully group ( def the one he was closest to. . . before the kiss Made It Weird )

( this is pre-Bite to be clear the group literally abandoned him after That went down )

happened just during a random quiet, private moment with said friend. like, it wasn't a special moment or anything, it just happened

no, michael obviously didn't make the first move. he is literally allergic to making the first move ever, even prior to the bite

literally just like. very intentional hand brushes -> friend gives him an incredibly awkward, short kiss -> they both stare at each other stupidly for a moment -> friend panics, apologizes, and literally Fucking Leaves

( was michael's reputation a part of that? yeah, obviously. would said friend have panicked regardless? oh yeah )

no, michael was not aware that he was gay prior to this. he like. . . questioned his disinterest in girls a bit, but he was vaguely in denial

yes he feels ~Sparks~ and yes he immediately realized he had a crush on said friend and YES it literally destroyed him for his friend to just run out

it did make things weird between them and they never talked about it. no, the weirdness never improved, mostly because of the group abandoning michael in an attempt to distance themselves from evan's death

michael cried over the whole kiss thing for like a week straight in his bedroom but he will NEVER tell anyone this. like i don't care if it's fn.af 6 era, you will never pry that information from him

i want to be clear that we're talking full-blown teenage melodrama here. like, you know when you were a teenager crying in your bedroom to sad music? LITERALLY michael. it literally wasn't even that big of a deal. but he was 13 and everything is life or death when you're 13.

yes the other af.tons know abt the crying in the bedroom thing. by default they know better than to breathe a word ( except elizabeth lmao ), but by all means write your af.tons doing otherwise FDSKHFSH

very My William-specific but: one of the last major bonding moments between him and william happened regarding this. michael actually managed to open up some about this and william like. actually? handled it pretty well?? which is rare because he is NOT good at comforting, but he had a point of reference as a queer man who remembering his first recognizable crush on a boy. mind you, don't think michael just outright announced what was fully going on lmao. there's a ton more context to how this went down, but i'd have to write out the full ass scene to show that.

anyway if you're wondering when his first actual relationship was, that's er. dependent. i'm still wishy-washy abt default shipping him with jeremy. like, in my heart i find that relationship important to michael but also i'm so wary of default shipping non-canon ships on here. but i did it with will.ry, so who's stopping me LMAO. anyway yeah but that would be when he was 18-19. if we're not including jeremy tho, it's literally no one unless we're shipping in a thread

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Ive babying/protecting YN for 6mins straight(especially leeseo)૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა ♡

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Notes:Most of this are made up><<

Clip 1 📹

You groaned as you goosed yourself over your bed not being able to catch enough sleep.

You had been awake since 2:00am and now it’s 4:02am.

Standing up from the bed you went to the kitchen to grab a glass of milk gulping it down your throat.

Returning to your bed you still couldn’t sleep.

You sighed and grabbed your blanket thinking of which one of your unnies to go to.

Then you remember Yujin.

She’s the leader so she’s always up earlier than everyone.either on her phone or writing her to-do-list.

You knocked on her door just in case because to don’t want to walk into something you’ll regret seeing.

Then Yujin came and opened the door smiling but confused when she saw you looking restless.

“YN? What happened?” She asked you looking straight into your eyes.

“I don’t know Unnie.I can’t sleep” you said pouting making Yujin aww.

“It’s alright! Why don’t we go for a walk?” Yujin asked you to which your eyes sparkled at.

You extremely loved walks.it gave you a warm and calm feeling.

“Yes!yes!yes!” You jumped up excitedly,running up to your room to change into Hoodie and sweatpants.

Yujin made sure to inform the manager about you both leaving.

After mins at the park your stomach started to grumble.Really loud!

Yujin noticed it.

“Baby are you hungry?” She asked you looking concerned.

You nodded and she just chuckled at your cuteness.

“Well let’s get hotpot.there’s one nearby” she said getting up.

You smiled widely following the leader.

Clip 2📹

It was backstage and the girls just finished performing Baddie.

The girls had already eaten their food immediately after the show.

But you waited a little longer because you wanted to take a short nap.

After waking up from your 30mins nap you saw your food on the table infront of the couch you slept on.

You grabbed it and started eating but…..you were a little carried away with your phone making you eat slowly.

Leeseo noticed it and sat down beside you grabbing the plate from your hands and telling you to open your mouth.

To which you obeyed.

She fed you and kept on saying”here comes the train” babying you.

You just chuckled when you had swallowed your food not wanting to choke.

Clip 3📹

Yn showed her cat heart to the camera.

“This is what Haerin Unnie taught me yesterday!” YN said with her looking like an angel.

“Aww! You made a cat heart how cutee!” Liz squealed.

Clip 4📹

Ive were on a show on yt where they answer different questions and their opinions.

When suddenly YN’s predebut pictures appear.

“Ahah!” All her unnies squealed especially leeseo and Liz.

“Is that YN?” Gaeul asked shocked.

“She really looks cute!” Wonyoung and Rei both say in sync.

“Why does this look like something that was taken 3yrs ago? Yn looks so young” Yujin said looking at the picture again.

“How cute?” Leeseo asked.

At this point YN was already red as she was blushing at every comment that was thrown at her.

Clip 5📹

All Ive members were looking at something scary on a show.

Yn was scared and all her unnies were concerned.

She looked up to leeseo who offered her her hand and yn gladly accepted it.

Yujin covered YN’s eyes.

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[exodusin]

DATING TEEN!MICHAEL AFTON HEADCANONS!

˖ ݁ ˓ — g. teen romance ♡

the eighteen year old boy with a fox fursona? boy he is a handful.

but so romantic

every friday night michael will take you to the late-night drive-in movies. if there’s a kissing scene don’t be surprised when he clangs onto you and starts kissing all over your face <3

take my breath away by berlin is your guys’ love song because I said so

your first date is at a skating rink, you were both clumsy at first but got the hang of it the more you two practiced together

play fighting is a childish teen thing that just happens, play fights are his thing so just play along with it. Although, if he does hurt you on accident he’ll apologize over and over until your reassurance finally sits right with him

He may be a bully but he's not a monster

he loves showing you off, his hand always intertwining with yours, or arm wrapped around your waist

you do something awesome in public he’ll be like “Hell Yeah! That's my boy/my girl/my love of my life!”

if you tried once to scare him out of nowhere with his foxy mask, he'd laugh at you thinking it's more adorable than ‘scary’

payback. you walked around the woods of the neighborhood and surprise surprise, the afton’s were your neighbors. your peace had to be ruined when your boyfriend thought it’d be funny to scare you unexpectedly with that hideous foxy mask just to see that reaction of yours. he finds your reaction hilarious- also your fear is adorable- so just to make it up to he’ll hold you and kiss your faces with whispering ‘apologies’ while snorting out laughs- your reaction always getting him

corny 80s teen love coming- he would visit you at night knocking on your window and immediately pull you into a passionate kiss

You both had a fight? He would play your guys’ love song on a boombox outside your house as an apology- with a loving pleading face saying “I hate arguing, I love you so much. You mean the world to me.”

He gets jealous— very easily. Like this boy loves you so much it’s insane- not the yandere type but the type where he loves you and can’t think of a world where you guys aren’t together. His father abuses and him and you are the light of his life. You are his moon more than his sun because the moon brights up the darkness

michael is crazy for you- his friends would tease him a lot but his reply will be “Shut up you doormats!” typical 80s bully boy insults.

will leave little gifts in your locker— packs of gum of your fav flavor, love notes, and just doodles he did for you :)

speaking of lockers, expect, like almost everyday, the pinning against you onto your locker and a pair of lips that are slightly chapped but with pleasant flavor of bubblegum. Michael would always smirk at your flushed state then nuzzle his forehead against yours mumbling soft ‘I love yous’

He would win you any prizes you wanted in Fredbear’s family diner or Freddy Fazbear’s pizza with his great gaming arcade skills

For christmas he gave you an album of your fav artist with a sticky note saying, “I love you. I love you so fucking much. One day we will run away, get married, dance to songs in our big ass living room, and grow old together.”

He would steal things or snacks just for you.

Most of the time you guys argue for the dumbest stuff but seconds later a heated make-out happens.

he likes it when you wear his leather bracelets or shirts because it just gives him the euphoria to know your his.

before going on dates, he would style his mullet and practice his introduction when he sees you and Liz will walk in making fun of his love struck love for you which will result Michael saying, “GET OUT OF MY ROOM!”

poor boy was humiliated when his sister told you what Michael does before your dates

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[tommydarlings]

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Isn’t it funny? | ♡ ☯️ [1k]

Summary: Carlos doesn’t find it so funny when your laughing while he’s trying to talk some sense into you, so he decides to fuck you until you can’t laugh anymore.

don’t leave me professor | ♡ ☯️ ☁ [4.7k]

Summary: you got a bad grade on your Spanish exam, that's the reason why professor sainz called you in his office, right?

Just relax | ♡ ✰ [2.2k]

Summary: You really thought that Carlos, who’s basically your boss, needs some help with the informations of the upcoming projects, but you never thought that it was just a trap from the two Ferrari drivers to help you relax… in a very loud and messy way.

i love your hands | ♡ ✰ [1.5k]

Summary: You slowly noticed how you got more and more obsessed with Carlos’s hands… what you didn’t notice tho, was how Carlos noticed that aswell — and what kind of boyfriend would he be if he wouldn’t show you that in the best way possible.

Little Love Letters | ♡ ☯️ ✰ [3.1k]

Summary: After receiving multiple creepy letters by an unknown stranger, you scarily run into the arms of your sweet, spanish neighbour carlos — sadly, you ran into the worst embrace you could have possibly ran into.

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coming soon…

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it’s always been you, angel | ☁ ✰ [0.7k]

Summary: you had a bad dream and the only person that entered your mind when you woke up from your terrible nightmare was the Spanish man that always calls you angel.

Falling Apart | ♡ ✰ [0.6k]

Summary: you weren’t even able to ride your boyfriend anymore, so he had to help you out, watching you closely while doing that as you feel apart on his cock.

Stall | ☯️ [0.6k] // full work on patreon - [1.2k]

Summary: You loved being Charles girlfriend but his teammate, carlos, hated that and he was ready to do everything that’s possible to make you his.

puppy dog eyes | ♡ [0.6k]

Summary: you just couldn’t resist your boyfriend's big, brown, puppy dog eyes — you needed them to look up at you while you’re sitting on his face.

fucktoy | ♡ ✰ [0.7k]

Summary: the f1 grid loves to simply use you as their fucktoy or as a stress relief and nothing else.

pretty mess | ♡ [0.6k]

Summary: carlos loves overstimulating you while you cry and beg for him.

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˗ ˏ tommydarlings thinking about… ˎ ˗

what he would be like during sex and his kinks he likes to use on you | ♡ ☁️ ✰

brother's best friend!carlos fucking his teammate's little sister dumb | ♡

Is he a dom or a sub? | ♡ ☁️ ✰

brother's best friend!soft!dom!carlos x leclerc!sub!reader + size kink | ♡ // full work on patreon- [1.1k]

how he would protect you from a loud and scary thunderstorm | ☁️ ✰

him painting your mouth with his cum after he makes you choke on his cock | ♡

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─ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐋𝐄𝐑𝐂  ─

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Pretty when you cry | ♡♫✰ [2.5k] // full work on patreon - [3.8k]

Summary: After desperately trying to find your brother at a very noisy club, you surprisingly land in the arms of his best friend Charles, and you surprisingly land bend over his kitchen counter while he takes your virginity in a very mean and rough way.

Sore Loser | ♡ [2.5k]

Summary: You knew that you were being a tease when you provoked your boyfriend all night that your dad's team got a podium and he doesn’t, but what you didn’t knew was that Charles already had the perfect plan of how to shut your bratty mouth and make you apologise to him. (based off of this request)

shut up and make your choice | ♡☁️ ☯️ [2.2k]

Summary: As you convinced your older brother to watch SAW 2 with you, you didn’t expect his best friend, Charles, to join you as well…but you couldn’t complain in the end.

evil pair of arms | ♡ ☯️ [1.1k]

Summary: after you’ve been sexually harassed by a guy on a party, you run into the arms of your brothers best friend and teammate, Charles — the worst pair of arms you could have possibly ran into.

fighting lessons | ♡ ☁️ [1.2k]

Summary: your brother was convinced that you need someone to teach you some basic self defense techniques — so he chose his best friend to teach you some…things.

obsession at first sight | ☯️ [5.8k]

Summary: Since you’re school ordered you to do an internship somewhere you’d like to work at in the future, you decided to do one at the formula one Ferrari company, it was almost like a dream come true seeing everything in real life… little did you know, that from that point on, you’re life would turn into nothing more than a sick and twisted nightmare. (based off of this request)

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coming soon…

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˗ ˏ B L U R B S ˎ ˗ 

crying eyes | ♡☁️✰ [0.9k]

Summary: Charles really doesn’t like it when your acting jealous, so he shows you now how he treats jealous little sluts like you.

Dirty baking in French | ♡☁️✰ [0.5k] // full work on patreon - [1.1k]

Summary: you were really in the mood to bake a cake today, and your dear boyfriend was really in the mood to fuck you on the dirty kitchen counter today, whispering the dirtiest things in French into your ear.

I’ll take care of you | ☁️ ☯️ [0.7k]

Summary: You didn’t knew that men could be so gentle and careful with women after they’ve had sex, at least not before you me the sweet Ferrari driver charles leclerc.

one of the girls | ♡ ☯️ [0.8k]

Summary: you loved the wild nights you and charles shared together, but he doesn’t want to continue them anymore…so he breaks it off, and you agree because it’s getting really toxic — or do you?

fucktoy | ♡ ✰ [0.7k]

Summary: the f1 grid loves to simply use you as their fucktoy or as a stress relief and nothing else.

the sound of the rain | ☯ [0.9k]

Summary: while charles plays the piano and listens to the rain, he can only think of one thing… you — and how you cannot sit next to him anymore.

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˗ ˏ tommydarlings thinking about… ˎ ˗

shy!charles eating you out for the first time | ♡✰

being Charles new year kiss on the roof | ☁

him touching and kissing you while you enjoy a rather warm bath together | ☁

him reminding you to drink water and stay hydrated | ☁

what he would be like during sex and his kinks he likes to use on you | ♡ ☁️ ✰

Is he a dom or a sub? | ♡ ☁️ ✰

dark!charles punishing you while he’s driving | ♡ ☯️ ✰ // full work on patreon - [0.9k]

how he would protect you from a loud and scary thunderstorm | ☁️ ✰

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─ 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐒 ─

˗ ˏ O N E S H O T S ˎ ˗

coming soon…

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˗ ˏ B L U R B S ˎ ˗ 

fucktoy part 2 | ♡ ✰ [0.7k]

Summary: the f1 grid loves to simply use you as their fucktoy or as a stress relief and nothing else.

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˗ ˏ tommydarlings thinking about… ˎ ˗

what he would be like during sex and his kinks he likes to use on you | ♡ ☁️ ✰

Is he a dom or a sub? | ♡ ☁️ ✰

how he would protect you from a loud and scary thunderstorm | ☁️ ✰

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─ 𝐌𝐀𝐗 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐍 ─

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my brother’s biggest rival | ♡ [1.3k]

Summary: you honestly just wanted to watch your brother race in the Mercedes garage but the man you are secretly dating, who’s also your brother's biggest rival, wasn’t so happy with that and decided to show you in which garage you're supposed to stand next time in.

Mercy | ♡ ♫ ✰ [2.4k]

Summary: You were always used to talking back with your bratty mouth and winning the argument in the end, but how is this gonna turn out when you're having an argument with your boyfriend max verstappen? Not very well for you.

M is for Dangerous | ♡ ☯️ ♫ ✰ [3k]

Summary: After you’ve rejected max a couple of times because of your father, max just couldn’t take it anymore (based off of this request!)

Sweet little angel | ♡ ☯️ [1.1k]

Summary: Your boyfriend doesn’t like the fact that you’re so nice and sweet to his rivals, so he shows you how good girls like you should get treated.

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coming soon…

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redbull's golden girl | ♡ ✰ [0.8k]

Summary: you were always gonna be loyal to redbull, and the two drivers are gonna make sure of that.

Never too much | ♡ ✰ [0.8k]

Summary: max loved seeing you helplessly laying across his lap while he’s edging you with your hands tied.

fucktoy part 2 | ♡ ✰ [0.7k]

Summary: the f1 grid loves to simply use you as their fucktoy or as a stress relief and nothing else.

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˗ ˏ tommydarlings thinking about… ˎ ˗

what he would be like during sex and his kinks he likes to use on you | ♡ ☁️ ✰

Is he a dom or a sub? | ♡ ☁️ ✰

how he would protect you from a loud and scary thunderstorm | ☁️ ✰

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─ 𝐒𝐄𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐕𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐋 ─

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Dark Paradise | ♡ ♫ ☯ ✰ [1.3k]

Summary: After successfully getting away from your crazy ex boyfriend, you thought that you never have to see him again…you were definitely wrong — and you’ve noticed that as soon as you woke up with tape tightly bound around your wrists and a familiar man standing next to your bed in the middle of the night.

Bloody Heartbeat | ☯ ✰ [1k]

Summary: after having a one night stand with your German neighbour, you never thought that he would break into your apartment afterwards and hold a knife against your chest, threatening to kill you if your heart doesn’t beat for him.

Vienna | ☯ ✰ [2.2k]

Summary: After leaving your beautiful home country because of the infamous German redbull racing driver, sebastian vettel, you through that the nightmare would finally be over — but that was just the beginning.

Villain in shining armour | ☯ ✰ [2.2k]

Summary: walking on the street in the middle of the night was dangerous for a girl your age, but luckily you’re german tutor came for your rescue and saved you — or did he?

Scream! | ☯ ♡ [2.4k]

Summary: Running into somebody dressed up as ghostface at this Halloween party you were at was already scary enough, what was even scarier though, was the fact that your crazy ex boyfriend was hiding underneath the infamous mask.

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coming soon…

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raising hands and racing hearts | ☯ [0.9k]

Summary: Sebastian was a mean man, and he will always make sure that you know that — especially when you think that you can raise your hand against him.

fucktoy part 2 | ♡ ✰ [0.7k]

Summary: the f1 grid loves to simply use you as their fucktoy or as a stress relief and nothing else.

It will come back | ♡ ♫ [0.8k]

Summary: after acting like a brat, sebastian talks some sense into you, but oh how the tables can turn.

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˗ ˏ tommydarlings thinking about… ˎ ˗

rbr!dom!seb proving you that he can fuck you better that lewis ever could | ♡ ✰

mean!dom!rbr!seb fucking sub!horner!reader in a teasing way | ♡

what he would be like during sex and his kinks he likes to use on you | ♡ ☁️ ✰

dark!ex!rbr!seb breaking into your house and telling you that you’ll die together after beating your date unconscious | ☯ ✰

Is he a dom or a sub? | ♡ ☁️ ✰

Sugar daddy seb! | ♡ ☁️ ✰

how he would protect you from a loud and scary thunderstorm | ☁️ ✰

him getting mad at you for cheering for his rival | ☯

astonmartin!seb eating you out like a starved men | ♡

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˗ ˏ O N E S H O T S ˎ ˗

Boys? Men! | ♡ [3k]

Summary: Dating Toto Wolff right after you broke up with Mick Schumacher is something you can definitely argue about, but you just realised that older man do it way better, especially jealous old man that are rather possessive over what's their's.

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˗ ˏ B L U R B S ˎ ˗ 

Tous les mêmes | ☁️ ♫ ✰ [0.9k]

Summary: You absolutely hated it when men raised their voice at you, what was pretty much your fathers fault… you really though that it would be different with toto but let’s be honest, what did you expect when you started dating a man that could be your father.

sweet dessert | ☁️ ♡ [0.8k]

Summary: Your boyfriend ,Toto, wasn’t 100% satisfied with the food you two ate at the restaurant, he wanted something sweeter and he already knew what that would be.

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˗ ˏ tommydarlings thinking about… ˎ ˗

laying on top of your boyfriends back to fall asleep | ☁️ ✰

him telling you that you are his while spanking you in his office | ♡

what he would be like during sex and his kinks he likes to use on you | ♡ ☁️ ✰

Is he a dom or a sub? | ♡ ☁️ ✰

him forcing you to stay with him and the team | ☯️

how he would protect you from a loud and scary thunderstorm | ☁️ ✰

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─ 𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐔𝐌𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑 ─

˗ ˏ O N E S H O T S ˎ ˗

Do you really wanna be in love? | ☯️ ♫ ☁️ [2k]

Summary: Mick Schumacher was known for being shy and sweet and just simply the kindest soul on earth, but you don’t think that that‘s true, and one strange night…he proves you how right you were.

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Am I clear? | ♡ ✰ [0.6k]

Summary: Mick hates it when he catches you talking to other men, and he gladly shows you how much he hates that.

fucktoy | ♡ ✰ [0.7k]

Summary: the f1 grid loves to simply use you as their fucktoy or as a stress relief and nothing else.

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˗ ˏ tommydarlings thinking about… ˎ ˗

how he would protect you from a loud and scary thunderstorm | ☁️ ✰

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─ 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐄𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐎 ─

˗ ˏ O N E S H O T S ˎ ˗

coming soon…

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coming soon…

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˗ ˏ B L U R B S ˎ ˗ 

cowgirl | ♡ ✰ [0.6k] // full work on patreon - [1.2k]

Summary: After Yuki told you about the theory that if a cowboy puts his hat on your head, you have to ride him, you’re not believing him… so you ask Daniel if yuki’s telling the truth, and Daniel is more than happy to show you the truth.

fucktoy | ♡ ✰ [0.7k]

Summary: the f1 grid loves to simply use you as their fucktoy or as a stress relief and nothing else.

eyes on me | ☯️ ☁️ [0.7k]

Summary: daniel is a very jealous and possessive boyfriend, and he’s not afraid to show that.

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how he would protect you from a loud and scary thunderstorm | ☁️ ✰

him catching you secretly admiring him while he’s working out | ☁️ ✰

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Wrapped Around Your Finger - Part 0.9

Series Masterlist | Original Fic

➪in which anakin makes the mistake of not listening to his manager’s words and breaks his promise to both himself and to you, while you finally reach your breaking point with everything.

PSA: strongly suggested to read the warnings before proceeding.

WC; 4.2k | Do not repost this anywhere, reblogs are fine ♡

“Dance with me,” Liz whined as she tried to pull Aankin away from the bar he was leaning against. When he just shook his head, she rolled her eyes and held up her empty drink, signaling to the bartender for another. “Don’t be so boring, Anakin, we’re here to have fun.”

Anakin huffed and pushed his own drink aside. He was really getting sick of going out with Liz every night, but he felt like he didn’t have much of a choice as she threatened to go without him and insinuated that she was planning to drink hard and do drugs and he knew that if something were to happen to her, he would feel awful and partly responsible. 

“This isn’t very fun to me anymore, Liz,” he mumbled as she finished his drink, making him roll his eyes as he pulled out his wallet and paid for the two drinks he ordered. 

“Oh, come on, rockstar,” she scoffed. “You’re young, you’re hot, this is what you’re supposed to do. Let go of all the worries and stress and just live in the moment. What’s holding you back?”

“The fear of disappointing my manager and friends more than I already have,” he answered and she rolled her eyes again as she grabbed her new drink. 

“The guys are busy with their own lives,” she brushed off his words and wrapped her fingers around his wrist, covering up your writing as she did so. “And as for your manager, she’s too stuck up her own ass to be worried about what you’re doing.”

That was a lie if he ever heard once since Helena just rightfully called him out on his bullshit a few days ago, but he was too exhausted to argue with the drunk photographer. “Don’t talk about her like that,” he still defended her as he tugged his wrist free, pulling out his phone afterwards and checking the time. 

1:03 AM.

God, what is he doing here?

“So defensive,” she teased and took multiple sips of the drink as if that wasn’t the fifth one she’s had during the two hours they’ve been here. “I’m just joking, relax, Ani.”

The name sobers him up pretty quickly, even though he wasn’t even tipsy to begin with. “Don’t call me that,” he says sternly, making Liz’s smile drop as she stares up at him. “Do not call me that, okay?”

You were the only person that was allowed to call him that. You always have been and you always will be. 

He hated that nickname for years until he met you and then fell in love with the way it sounded coming from you. You didn’t tease him about it, weren’t at all condescending or poking fun at him whenever you said it. It was simply the nickname you had given him, and you were the only person he liked hearing say it. 

Even Vinny knew better than to call him Ani, and that’s saying something. 

Liz’s stare turned into a hard glare as she stood up from the stool beside his. “Okay,” she said in a monotone voice. “You know, maybe you should go back to the bus if you’re going to be miserable all night. You’re ruining the fun, Anakin.”

He looked up at her for a few seconds before huffing and standing as well. “Fine,” he said back. “I guess I’ll see you later.”

As he made his way to the exit, his brain tried to go back to the first night he went to a bar and when exactly it became a habit. A bad habit that would probably end with him having severely bad health problems if he were to continue down this path. 

Helena was right, he had been spending too much time getting drunk at all these unfamiliar bars and clubs and he definitely has been spending way too much time with Liz, who was clearly a bad influence on him. 

Really, what business did he have getting drunk with the twenty seven year old tour photographer when he was barely twenty two?

His head was killing him from all the loud rap music he’s listened to at all the bars, and even more from the live music he was performing multiple nights a week on different stages. 

His sleep schedule was non-existent and the circles under his eyes were getting more prominent by the day. He had lost at least fifteen pounds since he would rather drink than eat after every show. 

He was becoming the stereotypical rockstar, and that was something he never wanted to do. 

-

It was Tuesday now and Evan was still being cold towards you.

While you weren’t sure what you did wrong, you still wanted to make up for it somehow. But, as Kenneth was going over this week’s assignment, he held up the papers you submitted to him last week and stood from his chair. “Like the following assignment, this week’s is about something personal. I want to read about your proudest moments, your most embarrassing moments, a moment you felt lost, and I want to read about it in vivid detail. I want to feel like I’m experiencing it right along with you,” he looked over at you and you felt a sense of dread fill your body. “Miss Y/l/n did  a great job on the previous task. You should be looking out for this one.” 

He nodded at you, and Evan, who was sitting silently beside you, stood up with a huff and left the room as soon as Kenneth excused the class. A few other students gave you smiles and pats as they walked by and left as well, and you bit down on your lip as you debated on whether or not you were going to go through with calling out your instructor for supposedly favoring you. 

Evan said he has a soft spot for you, and you could see why he would think that since the praises you have been getting have been pretty excessive in comparison to the other people in the class, but you didn’t feel any more special than the rest of the students around you. 

Clearing your throat, you put your books and laptop in your bag before standing up and walking over to his desk. “Kenneth, can I talk to you for a second?” You ask, feeling a hell of a lot less confident than you sounded. 

“Of course, Miss Y/l/n,” he said back, pausing his task of cleaning up his desk to give you his full attention. He was so nice, you wanted nothing more than to turn around and walk away before you possibly messed things up with him, but you stood your ground. “What’s up?”

You swallow harshly and shift uncomfortably as you try to think of what to say. “I….appreciate all of the boosts of confidence, but I think….I think it’s happening a bit too often,” you start and watch as Kenneth’s brows raise. Before you could go back on your words, you quickly add, “I don’t know why you seem to favor me over the rest of the class, but I think you’re being a bit unfair when you should be treating us equally. I’m no better than anyone else here, and I think you know that, so I’m not sure why you’re so…sure that I’m doing so great when everyone is doing just as well as I am. It’s a bit unprofessional.”

You shut up after that and hold back your urge to run out of the room and never look back. Your heart was beating loudly in your ears and you were a bit out of breath as you grip the strap of your bag tightly. 

Kenneth’s brows drop and his face relaxes as an unreadable expression takes over his features. “Is that so?” He asked lowly and you felt sick. More dread fills your body as you try to think of something to say that would lighten the mood, but you feared you had already pushed it way past the point of no return. 

Evan convinced you that Kenneth was being unfair with you, so you felt obligated to call him out on it instead of ignoring - something you were deeply regretting as he leaned back in his chair and cleared his throat. 

“That piece you did on your boyfriend, Anakin, was it? The rockstar?” He asked as he reached for a framed picture on his desk. He turned the picture around so you could clearly see it, and it was of a woman who looked to be on a stage, a guitar in her hands and a microphone in front of her. “This is my wife.” He informed you and you felt your heart drop a bit. 

“Your….” You couldn’t finish your sentence as he nodded and set the picture down, his wife still in perfect view as he turned back to face you. Why had you never noticed that?  

“Yes, my wife. She’s going into her fourth month of touring in a few days, and when I read your piece about your boyfriend, I related to it more than I have related to anything in quite some time,” he said and you felt your face heat up even more. “I know how tough it is to be with someone who is constantly in the spotlight, and who sometimes steals that spotlight from you, even if unintentionally. My wife, Marissa, she’s amazing; one of the kindest people I’ve ever met, but she’s got this whole separate life from me. I often feel disconnected from her, despite us being married for nearly fifteen years.”

You were left a bit speechless as you stared down at the picture. A feeling of nausea washed over you and you bring a hand up and place it over your stomach as you hold back a noise of pure embarrassment. “I….oh,”

Kenneth gives you a forced smile as he moves the picture from your view completely. “Yeah, oh,” he mumbled. “I felt for you, Miss Y/l/n. I didn’t pity you or favor you, I just knew what you were going through since I have gone through it more than once, too, and wanted to assure you that you are just as talented as your boyfriend supposedly is - like how I wish someone assured me all those years ago. I didn’t want you to think you were always coming in second when compared to your partner.” 

You wanted to cry as he stood up and grabbed his jacket. How the fuck did you read that so wrong? 

“Maybe I was being unfair to the rest of my students, and if that’s the case then I will do better,” he stated as he packed up his bag. “But I never meant for you to think that I’m favoring you or that you’re the best in the class. You’re an amazing writer, Miss Y/l/n, and I think you will do amazing things in your future, but I will gladly keep my thoughts to myself if that’s the way they come across.”

You stare down at the floor as you fight off tears. “I’m so sorry, I just, I thought-” you cut yourself off as you hold back a sob. “I’m so embarrassed.”

Kenneth sighed as he placed his bag onto his shoulder. “Well, maybe you can use this feeling of embarrassment for this week’s assignment,” he offered and walked around you, leaving you to follow after him as he made his way to the door. “Have a good night, Miss Y/l/n.” 

He locked the classroom door then took off down the hall. You cover your mouth as you pretty much sprint in the opposite direction, pushing open the exit doors before grabbing your phone and calling Anakin. 

It rang for a few beats and you were about to hang up and call him again when it finally connected. “Hey, baby,” he greeted in a tired tone and your heart ached even more. 

“Ani,” you cried, walking across campus as quickly as you could since you didn’t want anyone to see you like this. “I messed up, Ani. I fucked up. Oh, my God, I’m so embarrassed.”

“Slow down, Y/n,” he said in a much more alert voice. “What’s wrong, pretty girl? Why are you crying?”

You felt like crying harder at the fact that this was the most concerned he’s sounded about you in weeks. “I fucked up,” you barely manage to get out.

“Fucked up what?”

“Everything,” you cry as you fumble around in your bag for your keys. “Evan still won’t talk to me, and I accused Kenneth of favoring me after class today when he wasn’t trying to do that at all, and I- I’m so embarrassed, Anakin. I feel so terrible.”

Anakin sighed and the sound made you let out a quiet sob. “Baby….I’m sure you didn’t fuck things up, princess. Just give it a day or two-”

“No, Ani, I completely messed things up,” you cut him off as you struggled to unlock your dorm’s door. “I accused him of something he wasn’t even doing when he was just trying to show that I don’t come in second when it comes to you and how-”

“What is that supposed to mean?” He cuts you off this time and you pause your attempts on the door. 

“What?” 

Anakin was quiet for a few seconds before he asked, “What does that mean? You coming in second to me?”

You try to control your breathing and focus your attention on the door again. “Nothing, it means nothing, Anakin. He was just trying to make sure I know that you and I are equal and that we’re both-”

“What, and you didn’t know that before?” He cut you off again and you could feel your embarrassment turn into anger. 

“Of course I knew that before, Ani, I just,” you trailed off as you thought back to all the times you’ve called him for comfort or reassurance since he left London and how he hadn’t provided it whatsoever. “You know, Anakin, I called you because I needed to feel the comfort I always feel around you, but you haven’t given me that in weeks.”

He scoffs and you feel your anger rise a bit at the sound. “Sorry I haven’t been able to comfort you when I’m thousands of miles away,” he sarcastically replied and you furrow your brows as you push open the door to your room. “I’ll try harder next time.”

You take a deep breath in an attempt to calm yourself down, but it really didn’t help much as you threw your bag onto your bed. “See, there you go again. It’s like I can’t say anything to you without having you get pissed off at me or give me some sarcastic reply,” you say and hear him laugh on the other line, though it sounded humorless. “I need you, Anakin, I need you to be there for me even if you’re not right next to me.”

“Yeah, well, I could say the same to you,” he muttered and you just about lost it.

“Fuck, Anakin, I’m sorry I’m not with you on tour right now, but keep in mind that I was with you every single night of the last one. I basically gave up my second year of college so I could be there with you and so we weren’t apart for months at a time,” your voice raised with every passing second, but you were so pent up, you didn’t have much control over yourself right now. “And you keep saying that you’re proud of me but you’re not showing it at all. You said on the very first day of me submitting the application for this program that you knew I’d do well because I’m so smart and talented, but you’ve only cared about yourself from the second I started it.”

Anakin was silent after that and it only irked you even more. 

You pull your jacket off with a huff and throw it onto your bed as well. “You’ve been acting so selfish lately and I pushed it aside because I knew how stressed you’ve been and how caught up you probably were at being back on tour, but I can’t have you acting nice towards me one minute then like a dick the next,” you vent and angrily wipe your eyes that were still producing tear after tear. “It’s not fair.” 

You cry silently after that and listen to the quiet breaths from the other end of the line. “Y/n,” he trailed off and you only cried harder. “Baby, I’m sorry.”

“It’s not okay!” You sobbed and pace around your room. “For five years I’ve been your number one supporter for everything, and you say you’re mine but I feel like every time I have something exciting to tell you, you make me feel like an idiot for getting excited about it in the first place. I just….I can’t.”

“Y/n,” he tried again but you just shook your head. 

“I can’t,” you mumble. “I called you because I needed you, Anakin, but clearly that was a mistake since my problems aren’t important to you anymore.”

He sounded a bit desperate as he said, “Of course they’re important to me,”

“Yeah, well, you’ve done a bang up job at showing it,” you nearly whisper. “I have to figure out if I’m going to drop out or not, so you can go back to doing whatever it is that you do nowadays. Call me later if you have time to.”

Then you hung up and threw your phone onto the carpet next to your desk before falling onto your bed and crying for God knows how long. 

-

To say Anakin is having a bad day would be an understatement.

He and the guys had just finished being scolded by Helena about the lack of effort they’ve been putting into the tour lately and the sudden pause on getting new music out, and he really didn’t blame her for reaching her boiling point. 

Then you called him in tears and sent his heart that was already running on adrenaline into overdrive and he managed to make your own bad day even worse, and now he felt like the most pathetic excuse of a boyfriend. 

A few weeks ago he felt like he was on top of the world, and now he felt like he had hit rock bottom and didn’t deserve to have any of the things he currently has.

So, when Liz texted him the address to a local club in Berlin, he regretfully agreed to go. 

He was being a total bore again as he sat at the bar and went on about how he felt fucking awful about his phone call with you, and he knew this. Still, he didn’t try to lighten the mood in any way. 

Anakin was three drinks in when Liz, who he was sure had long since grown sick of his bitching, revealed the plastic bag of small, white pills and offered him one. He rejected it and ordered another drink, but an hour passed and he still wasn’t feeling the numbing effect alcohol usually had on him by now. 

“I think they water down the drinks here,” he observed as he pushed away the glass that had more ice cubes than liquid in it. 

Liz laughed as she wrapped her arm around his shoulder. “Of course they do,” she said. “They gotta make money somehow. The more watered down the drinks are, the more you’ll have to spend to actually get drunk.”

Anakin scoffed, “Highway robbery,”

“You’re telling me,” she agreed and placed one of the pills on her tongue. “You’ll spend a fortune here, Anakin. It’ll take a lot more than four drinks to get you drunk.”

He sat up straight and looked over at her. “What do you suggest I do? Go back to the bus and give up on trying?”

She raised a brow, her red lips turning upwards as she pulled out the bag again. “You could always try other methods,” 

Anakin eyed the bag with a tired gaze. He was tipsy and has never in his life done drugs, but he’s heard that they can make you feel like you’re on cloud 9, but only for a little bit. And for once that actually sounded pretty appealing to him right about now. 

Liz must’ve known he was conflicted about her offer as she took one pill out and gave him a lazy smile. “It’ll make you forget about everything that’s stressing you out right now,” she said and took the pill between her thumb and index finger. “You’ll be numb to everything, Anakin. Trust me, you’ll feel so much better. And you only need to take one.”

If he was completely sober right now, he would’ve pushed the pill away and left, but he wasn’t. So he opened his mouth and let her place it onto his tongue. She lifted up his drink and held it out to him, not letting him set it down until it was finished. 

Then she ordered him another one and practically forced it down his throat as well before pulling him away from the bar once he was beginning to feel lightheaded. “I should sit,” his voice sounded muffled to his own ears as she tugged him through the crowd of people and towards a secluded area of the club. 

Liz shook her head, and the movement had his own head spinning a bit. “No,” she murmured, running her hand up his abdomen, pulling his white shirt up with her as she did so. “You need to relax. Let me help you.”

“Liz,” he tried to push her away but he felt numb. No matter how many times he tried to blink away the blurriness, he still wasn’t able to see clearly. He wasn’t feeling any happier, in fact he felt worse, but at least his chest wasn’t aching anymore. “I should call Y/n. I need to tell her that I’m sorry.”

“Shh,” she hushed him, pushing him up against a wall before crouching down in front of him. “Pretend I’m Y/n.”

Anakin shook his head and felt his eyesight worsen at the fast movement. “I can’t,” he begged. “Liz-”

“I’m Y/n,” she persisted, beginning to kiss up his abs, surely leaving behind bright red lipstick stains in her path. “It’s Y/n, baby. Just relax, Ani, let me take care of you.”

Her lips on his skin felt foreign and he tried to push her away again but she seemed to be a lot stronger than he is right now. His head was spinning and his body felt like it was on fire as he looked around the dark area. “Y/n,” he weakly called out, hearing a laugh come from below him that sounded a lot like yours. 

“Yeah, baby, I’m here,” if he really thought about it, he could almost picture that it was you in front of him. It was you who is kissing up his chest, you who is pushing away his black jean jacket in order to trace your tongue up his ribcage. 

Anakin looked down and could’ve sworn that it actually is you. You had come here for him after your terrible phone call earlier. You were here with him, making him feel like he was the most important person in the world. “Y/n,” he rasped, reaching a hand out and tracing his knuckles along your jaw. “I missed you.”

“I missed you, too, Ani,” it was even your sweet voice that responded to him. And if he squinted, he could almost make out the A you had tattooed on your wrist. “Am I making you feel good, baby?”

He leaned back against the wall you had pushed him against and felt his head pound a bit as the high took over his body. “I’m so sorry,” he murmured, caressing the sides of your face as you stood to your full height. You seemed a bit taller than before, even in heels, but he wasn’t able to question you on it before the distance was closed and your mouth was pressed to his. 

Except it wasn’t your mouth. And it wasn’t your hand gripping the back of his neck. It wasn’t you. 

Anakin pulled back instantly, the feeling of Liz’s lips on his own making bile rise up his throat as he stumbled away from her. The high came crashing down quickly, making his head ache worse than anything he’s ever felt in his entire life. 

Guilt and shame hit him at full speed and his eyes burned with tears as Liz invaded his space again. 

His heart thumped wildly in his chest and his ears were ringing as he pushed her away when she tried to grab onto his arm. “Get away from me,” he muttered, watching as she shook her head. 

“You’re coming back down, Anakin, you’re probably feeling kind of dizzy right now. Just hold onto me and we’ll go sit somewhere,” she offered but he just squeezed his eyes shut as he tried to hold back the bile rising in his throat at what he had just done.

[charlottecutepie]

about me | masterlist

hi my name is Liz, you can call me Lizzy/Beth, she/her, infp 4w5. I’m over 18 and this blog contains sexual themes, so if you’re minor don’t interact

this blog contains smut, angst, fluff, gore, violence and hurt/comfort fics. i mostly write for fnaf, although i love other fandoms too

rules: no homophobia, transphobia, racism or anything like that, otherwise you’ll be blocked. let’s be nice to each other. dont copy and translate my works and this master list too, don’t post them on any other sites, I put a lot of effort into them so it’s disrespectful. im open to blurbs and i write for fem reader. also comments and reblogs are always appreciated!!

some things I adore: night sky, writing, drawing, dancing, cinematography, dilfs, history, astrology and astronomy, spirituality, forests, unicorns, summer, chocolate, purple and blue colours, ballet, lambs, lavender, rain and rainbow, dark red lipstick, memes, poetry, deers, bubble baths, herbal tea, dogs, meadows

artists that inspire me a lot: melanie martinez, lana del rey, the neighbourhood, pastel ghost, grimes, tame impala, tv girl, marina, cults, arctic monkeys, crystal castles, cigarettes after sex, mitski, princess chelsea, mars argo, billie eilish, sidewalks and skeletons, allie x

aesthetic I love: coquette (all sort of), vintage americana, dreamcore, cottagecore, fairycore, balletcore, old money

MASTERLIST

⊹ ‧₊˚ 🐇 WILLIAM AFTON / STEVE RAGLAN

nsfw alphabet | deal | his princess | teacher’s pet | picnic date | strawberry jam | Valentine’s Day blurb | married!William headcanons

William Afton audio | audio 2 | audio 3 | audio 4 | audio 5 | audio 6 | audio 7 | audio 8 | audio 9

🎸⋆⭒˚.⋆ MICHAEL AFTON

his least favourite colour | bully | nsfw alphabet

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[secretdarkdaydream]

Cocktail Troubles

Summary: A little liquid courage is all it takes for Y/n and Elizabeth to to tangle themselves in a complicated mess of love and infidelity.

Pairing: Elizabeth Olsen x fem!reader (g!p), Scarlett Johansson x reader

Warnings: Smut, g!p reader, top!reader, infidelity, unprotected sex, alcohol mentions, anal play (let me know if I missed anything)

A/n: This is a first attempt at writing a smutty fanfic. I apologize in advance for any mistakes and/or typos.

Y/n knew it was wrong.

~♡~

This was wrong.

Liz knew it was wrong.

And yet here she was between the blonde's legs.

"Don't you dare stop." She said breathlessly, her other free hand moving to hold onto the shelf next to her for dear life. She bit her lip, holding back her moans as her thigh was propped up on Y/n's shoulder and the older woman's tongue danced up and down her dripping slit. "Oh.. god!" She let a loud moan slip before moving her hand to cover her mouth.

Y/n replaced her tongue with her fingers, the silver ring on her thumb brushing against Lizzie's clit just enough to pull her closer and closer to the edge. "I fucking love it when you scream for me but you need to keep it down if you want to cum." Y/n said as she looked up at the beautiful woman.

Liz was barely able to listen, the pleasure overwhelming her senses. "I'm so close, baby.." she said, her hips bucking up against Y/n's hand. "Please.. I'll be quiet, I just-" she said as a small whine left her lips. "I need your tongue." She said and Y/n smirked. God, she wanted to play with her, she wanted to keep her right there on the very edge but she knew they didn't have time for that tonight.

She kissed inside her thigh, nipping and biting at the skin until a purple bruise surfaced. Her tongue lapped up Liz's dripping cunt once again, going back and forth teasing her entrance and up to press and suck her clit.

Liz clamped her mouth with her hand again, moaning against it, her hand pulling slightly on Y/n's hair as she desperately chased her high.

Y/n could feel her getting closer, focusing solely on her clit as Liz's moans go up in pitch until she went still, her eyes closed as her body shudders. Y/n feels the pool of wetness spilling onto her tongue and she gladly took it all, helping Liz ride out her orgasm.

Liz pushed Y/n away gently, signaling her to stop, wincing from over-sensitivity. The older woman gave her inner thigh a few kisses, making Liz smile lazily as she stood up, making sure to keep supporting Liz as she met her lips in a soft kiss.

Liz moaned into Y/n's mouth, grabbing the collar of her leather jacket to pull her closer. "I can taste myself on your tongue.. are you going to kiss your girlfriend with that mouth?" She asked against her lips and Y/n sighed at that.

"Can we not talk about her right now?" She said as she stole a few more kisses from Liz. "We don't have much time before we need to get back out there".

"You never want to talk about her but we should." Liz pushed and Y/n sighed again.

"Liz-"

"I want you." She said and the way she looked up at her told Y/n everything she needed to know. She loved her.

"I can't do that to her, Liz." Y/n said and Liz chuckled humorlessly at that. In all honesty, Liz was fed up with being the second choice.

"You already did! She's your girlfriend-"

"And she's your friend!" Y/n argued.

"-and we've been doing this behind her back for almost a year, Y/n/n." Liz said and looked up at her. "we're doing this right now in her house, while she's out there hosting a fucking barbecue." Liz said as her hands still held onto Y/n's jacket. "I want more."

"I want that too, I just.. this is complicated." She said and Liz looks away from her with annoyance. "We'll figure this out, I promise." Y/n said as she moved her hand to under Liz's chin, moving her head so she'd look back at her. "I promise.." she said and brushed her lips against hers.

Liz could feel herself succumbing to Y/n, as she always did, right from the start. She had a weakness for the older girl, one she can't explain. "I hate that she gets to have all of you." She said against her lips.

"She doesn't. You do, my love.." Y/n said and captured Liz's lips in a fiery kiss, her hands pulling Liz impossibly close to her by her hips, her hand roaming around her back.

Liz was getting all hot and bothered again and if she could, she would stay here in this bubble of theirs forever. But she knew they were running out of time.. they were going to start looking for them soon.

"We have to go back." She said, reluctantly pulling away from Y/n's addicting lips. "She'll start looking for you soon... I know I would." She said and Y/n nodded, pulling Liz in for a gentle kiss, one that made it clear to Y/n - she was head over heels in love with the younger actress.

Actually, Y/n already knew that. She knew that from the very moment they met but she didn't want to admit it.

They only had one problem.

Y/n hated labeling Scarlett as a problem because truth be told - they are the ones that created the problem. Not Scarlett.

In fact, Y/n was once convinced that Scarlett was the love of her life. She was patient with Y/n, helping her mend her broken heart piece by piece until she could feel like herself once again. But something changed about a year into their relationship. They drifted apart, they didn't see eye to eye and Scarlett would constantly pick a fight out of nothing. Y/n tried, she loved Scarlett. But she just wasn't in love with her anymore.

It's been nearly a year since she met Elizabeth, after the premiere of Endgame, and was completely taken by her the very second their eyes met.

It started with nothing but a little playful flirtation at the premiere after-party over a few cocktails. Y/n thought nothing of it at first, and neither did Liz. But the more cocktails Liz drank, the bolder she became with her flirting, and Y/n, well... Y/n was putty at her feet.

~Ten months ago~

Y/n saw her on the red carpet first. There was this glint of mischief behind her angel eyes, something that captured her attention. She brushed it off and turned back to pose and smile at the cameras beside her girlfriend. Out of instinct, or more so to remind herself that she had a girl she was loyal to, she pulled Scarlett closer to her by her waist. The action took Scarlett by surprise, making her sigh in annoyance and putting her hand on the other woman's chest, bringing distance between them as she played the role of the happy girlfriend to the cameras.

"Can you please not do that?" She asked.

Y/n kept her smile for appearances but retracted her arm from around Scarlett's waist. "right... I forgot that you were still mad at me for no apparent reason." Y/n said as she turned to look at her girlfriend, the fake smile still on her face.

"I am not doing this right now. Can you just give me a break so we can go through this premiere?" Scarlett said as she looked back at Y/n, the flash of the cameras capture their fake smiles. Y/n was furious, but of course, she wouldn't start a fight right here and cause a scene.

"Well isn't this the power couple of the year?" Scarlett turned around at the sound of the voice to reveal Chris Evans and alongside him was the green-eyed beauty that captured her attention before.

"It's so good to see you," Y/n said as she gave the man a hug. "I can't believe this is the end for Steve, I'm heartbroken." she said and Chris laughed a little.

"It's time to move on, you know?" he said and she nodded understandingly. "Anyway, I heard a rumor that someone is going to be the new Lara Croft..." He said almost in a whisper.

"You told him?" She looked at Scarlett who only shrugged. "It's not out there yet, but yes, I am." she said and a small gasp turned their attention to the younger blonde actress.

"That's incredible! I'm so excited for you. Did you start training already?" Chris asked and Y/n nodded a little.

"Oh yeah," Scarlett answered for her in a chuckle. "That's all she does all day, she's barely at home and filming hasn't even started yet. She better be the best damn tomb raider by the end of it or i'll have to do something about it." She said and both of the actors laughed a little, though Y/n could tell it wasn't much of a joke. Scarlett's tone was intentional, it was a small jab at Y/n. But Y/n simply shrugged it off with a forced laugh.

"Well, Chris knows how crucial the training is for the role. I'm sure you know that as well." Y/n said and Chris hummed in agreement. "And i'll be the best Croft the screen will ever see." She added with confidence.

"Oh my. I love Tomb Raider, wow  you'll be perfect in it." Elizabeth said and that earned a couple of small chuckles from Scarlett and Chris.

"Y/n, this is Lizzie." Scarlett said as Y/n found herself drowning in those green orbs.

"Hi, I just- I've seen some of your work and I honestly think that you're perfect for this role. Just the way you're bringing life into your characters is honestly.. beautiful. I wish you the best of luck with it." Elizabeth said and Y/n smiled at her gratefully, taken aback by what Elizabeth has said to her.

"Thank you, that's so nice of you to say." Y/n said and was about to say more before an announcement was made that they should all get inside for the screening.

As if fate played a part in this, Y/n and Elizabeth were seated next to each other.

Liz didn't know why she was blushing so hard ever since their small interaction. Maybe it was because she remembered the older actress from her movies. She remembered how taken she was with her performance, how genuine she was. She remembered her physic from one action movie, how her toned muscles moved and flexed in the fight scenes, her signature smirk that made Liz weak at the knees. Liz tried to shake these thoughts away but the smell of Y/n's perfume was overwhelming her senses and the alcohol from the couple of cocktails she drank before was numbing her judgment.

"I'm a fan of yours too, by the way." Liz tensed as she felt the brunette lean to whisper in her ear, just a mere second before the lights dimmed.

Y/n tried to focus on the movie, she really did. There was something about Elizabeth Olsen that managed to make her head spin. For the entire movie, the two exchanged words and glances, their knees nearly touching. When Y/n turned to check on Scarlett when the scene on mount vormir came, she was occupied speaking to someone else to the other side of her.

The movie ended with big applause and everyone made their way to the after party.

"Hey, how are you feeling? I'm sure that wasn't easy to watch." Y/n said as she grabbed Scarlett's wrist.

"It was fine, I'm fine. I want to enjoy tonight so just.. go grab a drink or something and I'll talk to you when I want to go home. I want to be with my friends." Scarlett said and Y/n frowned at that, letting go of her wrist.

"Are you serious right now? I'm supposed to just keep myself occupied until you've had enough. when are you going to stop punishing me for whatever this is about?" Y/n raised her voice a little and Scarlett shushed her.

"Keep your fucking voice down." Scarlett said and then let out a sigh. "Can you please just give me tonight? we'll talk about this at home, okay?" she said and Y/n just sighed in defeat. "Love you." The blonde said and pecked her cheek before making her way to a group of people Y/n didn't know.

Y/n sighed in defeat and made her way to the open bar, taking a seat and ordering a martini for herself.

She didn't know how things got so bad between them. She took a large sip before she heard someone clear their throat.

"Hi," said the blonde as Y/n turned to look at her, a small smile spreading on her lips. "Is this seat taken?" Elizabeth asked and Y/n made a gesture for her to sit next to her.

"How come you aren't over there with all of your castmates?" Y/n asked, she tried not to but it was like her own body betrayed her as she subtly checked the younger actress out. The way her dress hugged her curves was simply sinful to Y/n's opinion.

"Well.. I saw your handsome self sitting here all alone and I just had to come over. It'd be very unprofessional of me to pass an opportunity to speak to the future Lara Croft, don't you think?" Liz said and the older woman chuckled at that.

"It sounds like you're going to try and get some spoilers out of me." She said and Liz laughed lightly. Y/n's heart skipped a beat at the angelic sound, so without thinking twice she asked the woman, "can I get you a drink?"

"Vodka soda, please." She said and Y/n made the order from the bartender.

The night went on and soon both women were a little more than tipsy. Y/n could barely keep her eyes away from the blonde and Liz could hardly stop flirting with the older actress. There was an unmistakable tension between the two, a connection that formed so naturally. Y/n felt like she was being seen again, and all her inhibitions went out the window. All she could think about was this breathtaking woman sitting next to her and she felt like there was something pulling her in more and more.

Thinking about was she was doing, she thought about Scarlett, looking away from the enticing green eyes, searching the venue for her girlfriend. "I think I saw her talking with this SNL guy like an hour ago, what was his name?" Elizabeth commented after noticing Y/n's searching eyes. "Colin, I think." She said and took the opportunity to check Y/n out without shame. She bit her lip as she looked at the rolled-up sleeves of her dress shirt, a few tattoos visible.

"Yeah... I don't even know why I came. The last time she spoke to me was after the screening and that was like two hours ago." She said as she turned her head back to look at Elizabeth, catching her wandering eyes and lustful gaze. "But then, I wouldn't have met you. You made this evening far more pleasurable and interesting."

Elizabeth made no attempt to cover the fact that she was checking the older actress out. She took notice of the imprint in Y/n's trousers, taking her time in looking back up to meet her eyes. "I'm glad I got the chance to meet you too. You're quite impressive yourself," she said glancing down at her crotch once more before looking back up and licking her lips seductively. "Much more than I thought."

Y/n could feel herself growing hard at the action, giving Liz her signature soft smirk as she leaned toward her just a little. "You thought about me, Olsen?" She said, Elizabeth made no attempt to deny that. "I take the compliment, but you definitely outshine me. And i'm sure that there's a lot more of you I could get to know."

"Oh, so is this a competition now? because I never back down from a challenge." Liz asked with a soft smile and a small scrunch of her nose.

"Well, I have no doubt you'll win. You look like someone who always comes on top." Y/n said without breaking eye contact.

The remark made Liz blush and look away, sobering up for just a moment as the image of herself on top of Y/n flashed in her mind and she could feel herself drenching her lace underwear. She played with the drink in her hand and thought about what she was doing. This was Scarlett's girlfriend, her friend, and her coworker. She couldn't do this to her. But the aching feeling between her thighs was so hard to ignore.

Just moments from succumbing to her temptations, she made an excuse to go to the bathroom. Brushing off Y/n's insinuating comeback with a soft giggle as she made her way across the room. She might have swayed her hips a little more than usual.. which Y/n couldn't keep her eyes off of.

Y/n chuckled and shook her head, searching the room for Scarlett again only to see her engaging in a conversation with Colin, that stood far too close to her, her hand on his arm as she laughed at his jokes. Y/n felt like she was joke. Did Scarlett bring her as her plus one just for the red carpet pictures? To pretend that everything is perfect? Their fight prior to the event echoed in her mind as she contemplated her actions. She knew what she wanted to do was wrong but she couldn't help but feel like she was alive again. She felt like Liz was giving her a way out of the hell that was her personal life. Like Liz was a breath of fresh air when she felt like she was drowning.

"Fuck it." Y/n said, drinking the rest of her martini in one gulp and going to the bathroom after Liz. She hurried a little, hoping to catch up to the blonde, walking around the corner and down the corridor to see her walking just a few feet away, the music blaring around the venue.

Liz looked over her shoulder, not really surprised to see Y/n walking behind her. They locked eyes knowingly before she walked into the bathroom. Y/n followed inside, only having a second before she was slammed against the door with a gasp.

"We shouldn't do this." Liz said, only a few inches from her lips and her hands resting on her chest.

"No. We shouldn't." Y/n said heard.

Elizabeth looked down at the lock being turned before she met Y/n's eyes again, seeing nothing but lust in them. They met halfway in a fiery kiss, their heavy breaths and soft moans mixing together as Y/n pushed Liz backward until her back met the sink of the quite spacious bathroom stall. Y/n pushed one strap of Liz's dress down, exposing her breast, and pinched her nipple, earning a soft moan from the younger actress. She grabbed her waist and turned her around, bending her forward just a little as her raging bulge pressed the back of Liz's thigh.

Liz was surprised at that, Scarlett shared with her on one drunken night out with the cast that Y/n has always been very sweet and gentle with her, vanilla, she said. "I didn't think you had it in you." She said breathlessly as their eyes met through the mirror. Y/n hands lifted up Liz's dress to around her hips, her hand pushing her panties aside before undoing her belt in a hurry and pulling out her raging hard cock.

"You might want to hold on to that sink." She said with a soft smirk, her fingers dipping between Liz's folds, making the both of them moan. She gathered the wetness before smearing it on her cock, rubbing it against the wet slit, pumping a few times and gently pushing into Liz's needy pussy.

Liz moaned loudly as she felt Y/n stretch her out, slowly pushing inch after inch into her. Y/n was a little more girthy than she was used to, the stretch made Liz roll her eyes with pleasure. Liz's hands held onto the sink as she felt Y/n starting to thrust slowly, letting her adjust. She looked at the older actress through the mirror, moaning softly as pleasure was written all over the older woman's face. Liz swore it was the most beautiful thing she has ever seen. "You feel so goddamn good.." she mumbled.

Just then, Y/n pushed hard into Liz, making her moan again and push her hips back in search of more. She kept that same pace for a few minutes before groaning, grabbing Liz's hips roughly, and starting to thrust hard and fast into her. Y/n watched in the mirror as Liz's breast bounced, making quick work to free the other as well. "Oh god! Yes!" Liz moaned as Y/n's hand moved to play with one of her breasts.

Y/n reached her hand to open up the top few buttons of her button-up shirt, showing a hint of her collarbone tattoo. The sight made Liz even wetter, white cream starting to ooze out and coat Y/n's thick cock. The older actress watched as her pelvis hit Liz's ass with every thrust, watched how her cock disappeared into her dripping wet cunt, making her moan and land a harsh slap on the blonde's ass.

Liz moaned loudly once again, she was on cloud 9. She couldn't remember the last time she was fucked like this, Y/n's thick cock hitting all the right places. She met Y/n's eyes again through the mirror, "harder." She said as she moved her hair to one side, her cheeks flushed with red.

Y/n smacked her ass again before moving her hand to hold onto the back of Liz's neck. "So desperate for me." She said with a small smirk. A string of moans and incoherent mumbling left Liz's lips as Y/n granted her what she asked for. She kept her pace just the same but made sure to end each thrust harder. Y/n moved her other hand, licking her own thumb before pressing it against Liz's tight back hole, just enough to tease.

Liz's eyes were closed, the added feeling bringing her closer and closer to her high. "Yes... I'm so fucking close." She moaned loudly. "Y/n! Yes, push it in... I'm gonna cum!" She moaned, throwing her hips back.

Y/n could feel Liz starting to clench around her, moaning at her words as she pushed just the tip of her thumb into Liz's hole. "Fuck, Liz... I'm right behind you.. so close." Y/n started to mumble as her thrusts started to falter a little.

Liz let out a few high-pitched moans, her body convulsing as she came, feeling Y/n's warm cum filling her up and coating her greedy walls. Y/n slowed down her pace, letting them both ride out their high, a few more ropes of cum spilling deep into Liz's pussy. She collapsed forward onto Liz's shoulder, both of them breathing heavily. She placed a few kisses behind her ear before standing straight again, watching as she pulled out. Liz whimpered at the feeling and Y/n cursed under her breath at the sight of her cum dripping from the blonde.

Liz watched this in amusement through the mirror before turning around to face Y/n. She reached her hand down, collecting their mixed cum before bringing it up to her lips. "Fucking hell," Y/n said as she watched Liz suck her own fingers clean.

"I know it's just a one-time thing," she said, adjusting her panties and dress as Y/n did the same with her pants. "But I really do wish I could get more than just a taste." She said as she stepped closer, buttoning Y/n's shirt back up.

Y/n still regained her breathing as she watched Elizabeth fixing her shirt. She moved her hand to Liz's cheek and pulled her into a kiss that filled with desire as both women let their tongues meet in a perfect dance. Y/n pulled away a little, Liz almost trying to follow her to close the gap again. "maybe.. maybe it doesn't have to be just a one-time thing."

~Present Day~

"There you are! I was wondering where you two went, the food's gonna get cold." Scarlett said as Y/n and Elizabeth made their way back out to the back yard.

"Y/n showed me to the bathroom and we got stuck on these lovely photos you have in the corridor. Who knew you were such a cute baby?" Liz quickly spoke and both of the women laughed softly.

Scarlett made her way to Y/n as she grabbed a beer, surprising her by pulling Y/n close and stealing a kiss from her. "I missed you." She said softly as Liz tried her hardest not to stare daggers at her friend. Y/n smiled softly at her girlfriend and gulped. Her phone buzzed and she took it out of her pocket, only to see a text sent to her by none other than Elizabeth herself.

"I guess you do kiss your girlfriend with that mouth." The text read and Y/n looked up from her phone to see Liz smiling softly at her phone with the hint of a smirk on her lips. Her phone buzzed again.

"Come over tonight and I can show you what I can do with mine." Y/n groaned internally at the thought while Liz smirked to herself.

She was going to get Y/n all to herself, even if she had to keep playing their little game for a little while longer.

[woneuntonzz]

what's it like to love ? 𓇢𓆸

anton lee x afab!reader (part 4/5)

• part 1

• part 2

• part 3

• part 5

warnings: cussing!

genre: fluff -`♡´- highschool love

word count: 5.3k words!!

౨ৎ ˖ ࣪⊹ description: student athlete!anton x studious class officer!reader | you swore to yourself, to you friends and even to your parents “I'm not one to easily fall.” and you thought you were that tough, not until him of course. [note!!: hiii i'd just like to quickly say that this is my first ever post ever and i'm still a bit insecure with my writing, and english is not my first language so bare with me now 🙏 open for any forms of feedback please do take note that i will take longer to update/respond to anything because of school, thank you!!! ]

[Day 14]

“You seriously aren't dating?” 

It's been over an hour since you've set yourself to finish the very last thing that you needed to complete your grades in Economics. 

You and a couple of your friends were in the library on an early Tuesday morning to finish schoolwork. You've spent the past week taking tests, conducting group presentations, finishing remaining school work, and preparing for the finals which were to be held the next day.

“No —shouldn't you be studying? I heard your class is getting a long test from Mr. Choi later.” you didn't bother drawing your eyes away from what you were doing hoping that they would stop pestering you with the unnecessary questions.

“That's not a problem to me, so stop changing the topic. Tell us what's going on between you and the swimmer guy, you two are always together nowadays 's so hard to miss now.” you stopped and stared at the paper you've been working on, giving Liz a quick glance.

“He likes me.” These words slip past your mouth like it's been resting at the back of your tongue. 

”And?” you sighed at Liz's urges and pursed your lips, trying to find the words to explain everything.

“I haven't reciprocated.” your response was very subtle but your tone indicated hesitance.

“For real? Well, how do you feel about Anton?” Liz's question made everyone take a pause on what they were doing, they were all eyes and ears for you.

“Anton —he's very sweet, and he cares about me, like, a lot. And you know how I've been bothered by him ignoring me for like, months? I just suddenly became interested in befriending him, even just a little bit —but, yeah, that happened. I don't get why it bothered me so much that it got to a point of him confessing out of the blue, does this mean I like him too?” Your eyes lingered on the empty space on the table you occupied.

Your friends exchanged worried looks, unsure of how to help you. 

“I mean, you were mainly worried that he hated you, right?” you weakly nodded at Danielle. “Normally you wouldn't really care about that stuff, at least since last year, so looking at it now it seems like your fixation on Anton must mean something.”

You sighed, averting your eyes from the table and staring on the floor below you as you started to think. Because of something that happened back then, I just stopped caring for anyone with a negative sentiment towards me. I didn't care when that girl I swore to the heavens I loved suddenly stopped caring about me just because of a stupid rumor, I didn't care when people started giving me glares, whispering to themselves when I passed by, I didn't care when I saw the screenshots from group chats that talked shit about me and my friends. I just didn't care, but what made me care for him? —you started to reflect on your feelings and actions for the past year. 

“I'll be fine!” The sudden shift of tone and the smile that sprang forth your lips shocked your friends.

“You sure? We're really worried, you know.” Liz held your free hand and caressed it with her thumb. 

“Yeah, I think I got it.” you heartily smiled at both Liz and Danielle to reassure them.

Danielle went to give you a warm embrace whilst Liz had her arm wrapped around your shoulders, giving you a light squeeze. 

In all honesty, even you didn't know what you meant by "I think I got it.”. What was the next move? Just go with the flow —you repeated in your mind, allowing yourself to be receptive as the next few hours flew by.

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Anton sat next to you in the classroom with a very few others, those including you who chose to stay back for lunch to finish the workload. 

Both you and Anton were busy with something, with you assisting him every now and then since he had a lot more to work on. 

Despite the very heavy atmosphere brought in by the stress from school, you and Anton appeared to be marveling in your own little world, sifting through paperwork with such radiant expressions embedded on your faces. 

“How should I design this?” Anton held up his unfinished project.

You turned to face him, crossing your legs and holding your chin to imitate enthusiasm. “You know what it needs?”  

“Please don't say Barney the Purple Dinosaur, that… thing… It terrifies me.” Anton shimmied his shoulders to express his supposed fear.

“WHAT? He's cute!” you pressed on him, making him breathe out a laugh.

“So you're saying Barney looks like you?” your eyebrows nearly touched from what he had just said.

“Excuse me? Do I look purple to you?” you jabbed at him with 'threatening' eyes. 

“No, what I mean is, if he's really cute as you claim, he should at least resemble you.” Anton calmly explained.

His zealous explanation made you chortle. He was immersed in your laughter, your voice, your eyes that disappeared as you chortled on, and the corners of your lips that rose higher and higher, because of him.

“Oh, so I'm your basis for what you classify as cute?” you breathlessly spoke, still trying to recover from your disoriented state.

“Well, yeah! look at you…” he cupped your face in his hands, gently squishing your cheeks.

His eyes went from your lips to your eyes after you had gone completely quiet. Your eyes meet each other, stuck perfectly as if binded by glue. He delved into the pools of your eyes, trying to capture what it is you're trying to tell him with your stare.

“Anton.” Your serene voice made Anton blink.

“Yeah?” he whispered back.

“Can you give me a little more time?” he breathes in after hearing your question, but you spoke again before he could utter a response. “To think about… us.”

Your face was still in his hands. He started softly brushing his thumb against the skin of your cheeks. “Of course. I'm sorry, am I moving too fast?”

“No.” but I'm falling too fast —you were only able to finish your sentence in your mind, still afraid to admit your feelings.

You were still quite unsure. You were still afraid that things would end up the same way it did for you past 'relationships', you were already thinking about the plausible downfall before anything had even started.

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The bell rang, students scurried out of the building, being chased by the obligation to study for the exams tomorrow day. 

“Don't message me tonight okay? Both you and I have A LOT to study.” you iterate to the guy walking beside you.

“Yep. I'll be crying over chemistry… if you even cared.” you playfully rolled your eyes at his humorous cry.

When you stepped out of the school gates, you were expecting him to wave goodbye and walk the other way, but then after being about a meter away from school, you stopped in your tracks.

“Why are you still with me? isn't your house the other way?” you furrowed your brows as you looked at him.

“You're crazy for real, my house is literally in the same direction as yours, keep walking luv.” Anton placed his hand on the area below the back of your neck, lightly pushing you to continue your steps.

“Wait, really? you've always walked the other way…” at this point you were just questioning everything and you already had a lot on your mind considering the exams.

“I visit the record store nearby before going home.” you simply nodded at Anton for his clarification.

“Why?” you asked to which he shrugged.

“I like it there. It's peaceful, it's vintage, the music is fire, and the owner is very nice.” it was true that he often visited that place before he went home, but not everyday, what wasn't a fact is that his home is actually in the same direction as yours. “I can take you there some time when you're free.”

“I'd love that.” you utter, smiling to yourself, keeping your eyes on the vamp of your shoes.

You two kept walking till you reached the gates to your house and the sun was just about to fall.

“I never knew you lived just right ahead.” you were unlocking the gate when the words fell off your lips. 

“Are there no people inside to open the gate for you?” you swung the gate open and looked at Anton whose eyes lingered on your bedroom window on the second storey of the house.

“My dad's abroad, my mom's at work.” you shake your head away from the gloomy thoughts, smiling up at Anton. 

He smiled back, subtly biting down on his bottom lip. 

“Get home safely Tonii.” there was a glint in Anton's eyes when they enlarged in a modicum. 

“Uh —Oh, yeah, you too.” Your laughter filled his ears and soon enough he cracked up as well.

“What do you mean 'you too'?” At this point, you're just breathing out your words. “I'm literally at home right now!”

“You never know, Barney might be right behind the door to kidnap you…” Anton eyed the door of your house, his actions gave you the creeps and the thought that an intruder might actually be inside your house waiting for you flashes in your mind.

“Ow!” you hit Anton's chest, but still, he laughed. 

“Go home! you didn't have to give me anxiety you know!” Anton chuckled once again looking down on you who was looking up at him and pointing at his face, acting menacing in jest.

“Go inside your house first, what will happen then if I left and Barney ends up kidnapping and eating you alive huh?” you both had pursed lips in an attempt to suppress a laugh.

“Okay, okay. I'll go in.” When the two of you finally calmed yourselves down, you walked to the doorstep of your house.

You had the door wide open, just enough for Anton to catch a glimpse of your humble home. You stood by the door, already inside the house. “Message me when you get home, will you?” you asked eagerly, just loud enough for Anton to hear you despite the distance.

“I will.” Anton replied, matching your volume.

He waved at you as a smile crept up to his face. 

His smile somehow caused you to feel some kind of current coursing through your entire body. You had to defy the urge to just walk right back to Anton to make him feel what you felt as your eyes traced the curve that gradually formed on his lips.

He kept his smile as he started to slowly disappear from your sight. You were so smitten that you failed to notice that he walked back to the direction where you came from. 

————— ୨୧ —————

About an hour has passed, and the message you'd been waiting for since you've had yourself settled at your study table is yet to come. 

You've been flipping over your notes, sequentially staring at every word delineated with different color variations of highlights. 

Maybe he forgot, he must've gotten really tired… —you began to think of a thousand reasons why he hasn't messaged you yet. You exhaled heavily, laying your head on your forearm resting on your study table. You shifted your head to the side and eyed your phone. You were pondering on just grabbing it and asking him where he was and why hasn't he messaged you yet. 

You sat up with both hands at the sides of your head. After a few minutes of resisting and a long blink, you finally gave in.

Anton just got off the bus when he felt his phone vibrating in his hands. His eyes went bulging out of its socket when he saw your name.

Anton couldn't help but beam at the little nickname you gave him but he quickly gathered his thoughts and gulped, glancing at the quiet street of their neighborhood. He couldn't stand making up a nonsensical excuse that you'll eventually dissect within seconds, he didn't want you to think that he doesn't really care or that he forgot, that he got too tired. It wouldn't make sense for him not to speak or be with you even if he's exhausted to the core, he could only be in repose with you after all.

A downturned smile formed on Anton's lips. He made great effort every time he intended to flirt with you, and he was aware when you flirted back, he just wasn't certain if you meant any of them. He surely meant every endearment, often masking them with his little quips. He didn't want to think you were just frivolling with him and he's quite abashed with even having to take a second to think about it.

He felt his phone vibrate in his hands again, this time you were calling. He picked up almost immediately, and you were met with the ceiling of his room.

“Nice wall.” you uttered.

“It's the ceiling.” he was chuckling out of frame 

He had his phone set up on his desk and you could see his medals and trophies at the background, and his cello. You were eager to ask him about his cello, ask him to play you something, and maybe even teach you. You cleared your throat as you cleared out your thoughts.  

Anton sat down on his desk chair facing his phone —facing you.

“Where are the others?” Anton asked as he watched you blurt down what you were studying.

“Oh, they backed out.” your tone was nonchalant and your head hung low, pouring all your attention to blurting, or at least you were trying to.

“Really?” he was almost laughing and you heard it, making your left brow rise.

“Mhmm~” you hummed back.

“You sure it's not because you wanted to talk to me?” Anton's tone sent shivers down your spine. 

He sounded calmer, and a lot more alluding, so much so that you had to stop and stare at your notebook for a while to calm your mind and give it some space to process what to reply.

“Maybe —Well, yeah, I guess, but I called you to study.” your voice took after his making him feel assured. 

Despite the soporific air in his room which he inhaled, he was wide awake, wanting to just hear you talk on and on and on again. His yearnings were answered not long after.

“And I guess I wanted to… hear your voice —again.” your figure remained placid in his eyes, but deep inside, your heart pounded like a whole planet of people marching together. 

“Really?” somehow his voice became a lot lower, while still having a comforting and peaceful cadence.

“Mhmm~” your hum, this time, was a lot more mellow. It filled his ears and it got stuck in his head like a song that he almost hummed too.

“Everything about you is so, so beautiful.” your heartbeat persisted.

You looked up to your phone to see him, and there he was, giving you the same smile he left you as he stood by the gates of your home. How could you not smile back? in a matter of seconds, you shied away from his stare, looking back down on the paper that you've almost forsaken. 

“Hey —uh —let's have this talk some other time. There's still a lot to study, especially for you.” Anton could hear the frailty trying to break out of your voice.

He chuckled spurring your attempts to calm your heart down to fall short. “Okay, lovely.”

Your head fell right onto your desk, producing a loud thud.

“Y/n? you okay?” your sudden action stunned him.

“Yeah, yeah, i'm fine! let's just study, please!” you pleaded as you lifted your head back up.

You just had no idea that his heartbeat was in sync with yours. He just wanted to be by your side again. He didn't want the call to end just yet, he loved hearing your voice, but at the same time he couldn't wait for the next day to come so he could admire you closely and marvel in your presence.

————— ୨୧ —————

[Day 17]

Finals have come to an end. Some tests were easier than others, but you were confident, you were gonna be in the Top 5 of the ranks. You felt particularly good during those 3 days of absolute mind torture. Within those 3 nights, you and Anton have been having your study calls. You would both study the whole time, while also fighting to make the other blush more than yourselves. 

It's a cloudy Sunday morning, you could tell it was cloudy since the sun has yet to peek at you at the time it normally would. You had just woken up from a good night's sleep and felt very relaxed that you had nothing to worry about anymore. No pending schoolworks, no group projects and presentations, no more quizzes and exams, and most importantly, no more school for a few short months. 

Once that long awaited break greets you and pats you on the back, all you'll have to do is brace yourself for your senior year, your final year. You've been thinking really hard on what course to take and all you've ever been is nothing but unsure even with the pressure of having only a year left to figure it out.

You got your phone from your bedside table, and without checking it, you headed downstairs. 

“Hey, hun', your grandpa asked if you wanted to come over and visit, we'll only be there till dinner.” your mom asked as she eyed your figure that slowly descended from the stairs. “Your grandpa is having some visitors if you don't mind.”

You lightly smiled at your mom and nodded. 

It's been a while since you've paid a visit to your grandfather's haven —as you'd like to call it. He owned a huge flower field, filled with flowers that he and his family adored. Your grandfather loved seeing people with mouths hang open, admiring the beauty, the work, and the thought put into this field. He could've capitalized on it, but he didn't. He made a gateway and a stone path through the field, and anyone could go in and out. He always watched, to make sure that no one would ruin his beloved flowers, but for the most part he just wanted to see the appreciative nature of mankind towards such beautiful beings.

In the car ride to your grandpa's, your mom would ask you about everything that's been happening for the past few months. It's been quite a while since the two of you had an actual conversation. It was a great relief that your mom missed you as much as you missed her, where every night when you hear the sound of her parking the car in the garage, you couldn't bring yourself to get up anymore and greet her. It would be too late in the night for you to be up and it would worry her, so you would just lay there and you would see her with only the moonlight shining down on her, and she would caress your hair and leave once she's assured that you've been sleeping well.

After some catching up with your mom, you finally arrived at your grandpa's. He welcomed the two of you with a warm and wide smile spread across his face. He smelled like a pie of mixed fruits, which could only mean one thing. 

“These visitors, they want to buy my field.” both you and your mom went wide-eyed from his words.

“You said yes?” your mom's hand reached for her dad's forearm, keeping it there.

“Well, not yet.” your grandfather scratched the back of his neck when your mom let out a loud sigh.

“Well, grandpa, if you can refuse it, you definitely should. That's your gift for grandma for her last birthday, and she's looking over it from the heavens. Who knows what these visitors would do with these fields. They might clear out all the flowers and build a factory for all we know!” your grandpa looked at you with contrite eyes.

“I know, I know, but they've really been pushing me for almost 8 months now! I was hoping we could talk it out through dinner.” you had so much trust in your grandfather, and you knew he could resolve this, you knew he would never give up the field, even for his own life. “And maybe you'd like their son too.”

The worry painted on your face was diminished within seconds. 

“Dad!” your mom lightly hit his shoulder with the hand that used to rest on his forearm.

“What?” your grandpa seemed to be a little too indifferent with the situation he'd put you in and it made you a bit upset.

“Did you set her up with the son!?” your mom had a firm grip on his shoulder now, slightly shaking him as she spoke.

“I guess so.” your mom sighed even heavier than earlier. “Their son is a good guy! He's a bit timid, but he was tall! really tall… and I believe he plays basketball —or was it football? I can't really remember, but—”

“It's fine.” you blurted out, arms crossed and gloomy eyes pinned to the floor. 

“I'm sorry my little tulip. I shouldn't have. You don't have to, okay? I'll try my best to convince them with my words and cooking alone, and if it doesn't work, then, I don't really know what to do —but you can just settle, okay?” your grandpa placed a hand on top of your head and gave it a gentle pat.

You could only nod and give him a weak smile. You loved the field, it's the only fragment of your grandmother that you'll be able to keep till your last breath. When you were born, it's been over a decade since your grandmother had passed. You had never been in her presence, but in the fields, you could catch a glimpse of her amidst the clouds, smiling down at you.

Before you knew it, the night would fall. You made sure you looked proper, still staying true to your words that you were not there to impress anybody. 

You helped your mom with setting up the dining table. When the bottom of the glass pitcher you held touched the table, you heard your grandpa say “Welcome Mr. and Mrs. Lee! —oh, and hello to you too young man!”.

You sighed, but then you felt a hand on your shoulder. You turned your head and was met with your mom's reassuring smile. “Nothing's going to be sold, and no one's going to be forced into anything, okay?” she says softly, before making her way into the living room to greet the guests as well.

Her words made you feel at ease, the heavy feelings that slowly weighed down on you started to dwindle.

Put away the cloth you used to handle the pitcher, and you could hear your mom, grandpa and the guests coming into the kitchen. 

“Oh, and that's my granddaughter Y/n. She's very smart, and she can sing too!” you suppress a laugh from hearing your grandpa's proud tone.

You turned around, and your mind went spiraling. It seemed out of the blue, a very peculiar instance. Perhaps this was entirely by chance as this was never a part of your wishes and prayers. 

“Y/n y/s/n?” you tensely nod at who you could only guess as the mother of the family. 

“You know my granddaughter?” your grandfather tilted himself to the side out of curiosity.

“Hmm, yes. We know her very well. She's known for being one of the top students in their school, in fact, she's helped our son a lot with his schoolworks since he had a lot to catch up on.” the mom gave you a warm smile after her sentence.

“Our son is very thankful. We hear your name quite a lot and we've really been wanting to meet you.” This time, it was the dad who spoke.

Your lips quivered. You're just simply at a loss for words. 

Everyone was sitting on the dining table, and there he was, sitting across from you. 

“Oh, I thought you were a basketball player because of how tall you are! good for you! I feel like being a swimmer is a lot cooler!” your grandfather would excitedly exclaim somewhere in the adults' conversation.

You and him never bothered to join in unless you were asked. 

Once again, being in your own little world, when the adults had gone to the living room to talk, the two of you went to the flower fields.

“This place is surreal.” you barely believe that you were hearing the same mellow voice that you could never seem to get off your head again after a while.

“Yeah? just imagine how it would look under the light of day.” you crouched down to touch one of zinnias. 

You felt his lofty figure crouch down next to you. 

“I missed you, you know. My parents tricked me into coming here. I just said I wanted to see this field, but when we got close they told me they wanted me to meet the field owner's daughter. It was like they were implying that I get no bitches.” you couldn't help but laugh at him.

You turned yourself around and carefully sat yourself on the stone path with your knees bent towards your body. You could feel some of the flowers tickling your back making you giggle softly as you looked into his eyes.

“I missed you too Tonii.” he gave you a smile as bright as the moon above.

You both looked up to the sky and admired the stars, and the crescent moon. 

“It was so cloudy this morning. I can't believe this sight would be possible.” your voice was very gentle, still admiring the night sky.

Anton looked into your shimmering eyes. He could see the reflection of the moon greeting him. It was telling him something. He was so mesmerized by you that he wouldn't even realize that you were already staring back at him.

“It's kind of funny, you know? it's like the universe was taunting us, telling us we're gonna meet another romance that was not each other, but in the end it's still us.” you tilted your head, trying to see through Anton's entrancing gaze.

“I like you too Anton.”

Despite the cold air of the night, heat traveled throughout your entire body as you watched his eyes grow larger.

“Am I hearing things? Y/n? Y/n are you there?” you released a hearty laugh and hit his chest playfully.

You allowed your hand to rest there, and you could feel his rapid heartbeat that went at the same pace as yours. It wouldn't take long until you were both staring into each other again, and at the same time, at the same speed, your eyes would shift to each other's lips, and they would meet eventually. You wrapped your arms around his neck when he had placed a hand to support your back as he leaned in closer, and closer.

“Y/n? Anton? Where are you?” you two would hurriedly stand up from where you were when you heard your grandpa's calls.

You glanced at each other's flushed faces before a flashlight shone right onto your faces.

“Oh, there you are. Well, Anton and his parents will be leaving now.” Your grandpa gave Anton a big smile, signaling with his hands for Anton to come back to the house.

You walked back side by side with your hands latched onto one another. 

You two were met with silent stares when you entered the house with linked hands. You two would let go from each other and Anton would go stand next to his parents.

“We'd like to thank you for the wonderful meal, we really do appreciate it.” Anton's mom shook hands with your grandfather, and would give your mom a hug.

She went up to you and hugged you as well, a little bit longer than you expected. 

————— ୨୧ —————

When you got home, you had asked Anton if you could give him a call since your time earlier was cut short. He immediately said yes and you two would be on facetime again, this time with no books or notebooks, not seated at your desks. You were both just lying on your beds with your phones in hand. 

“Wait, you like me too?” Anton had been asking the same question for the past 6 minutes

“Yes!” you laughed.

He just couldn't believe it. You couldn't believe him either. You've been thinking about it ever since day 1, it was just now when you realized that you did feel the same.

“Are we like g-f and b-f now?” he places a hand over his mouth acting like a shy toddler.

“Ew, don't say it like that!” He ended up laughing too.

“Okay!” his laughter would fall to an abrupt stop and it would go silent for a while that you almost asked him if he was still there. “But seriously, what are we?”

“Well, we feel the same. Couples become couples because of reciprocated feelings. Now put two and two together.” you made little hand gestures as you spoke, and he just smiled, but deep inside he was awestruck, still finding everything unbelievable.

“We're… we're together now holy shit.” you couldn't help a gasp from escaping your mouth. You've never heard him cuss so heavily before, it sounded harmless —well of course, he's Anton— but it was so foreign to you that you just bursted out laughing.

The two of you talked and laughed throughout the night, and when the clock ticked at 12, you two had to say goodbye.

“Good night Tonii.” you yawned, making Anton expel a chuckle. “Can't you stop laughing at everything?”

“I should be the one saying that to you, but anyways, I just think you're so adorable, leave me alone.” his last words were muffled as he hid the bottom half of his face under the covers. “Good night lovely. See you again tomorrow.”

Tomorrow was another day, and a very great one as it turns out. Suddenly you two weren't hiding the fact that you two would hold hands and were always just centimeters away from touching noses. Your friends and Anton's alike didn't seem to be surprised at all, they were more likely relieved that the two of you finally came to a conclusion to what they thought shouldn't take too long. After all, the painfully obvious mutual feelings you shared were so strong that your friends and he would have distorted faces by the end of observing you two. But now, the clock is finally set.

“So you're saying, your grandfather spent almost a half of his life on that flower field, and it would be his final and greatest gift to your grandma?” you hummed an affirmation at Anton's query. “Woah.”

“The commitment made me believe that there is indeed true love.” you said in a very dramatic tone, looking off into the distance. 

“I can do that for you too.” he took great offense from you laughing at his face. “I'm not kidding!”

“I mean, it,'s not that I don't think you can or would, you don't really have to. There's a lot more ways you can express your feelings, my grandpa just happens to be a very hard-working man who appreciates the smallest of the small things in life.” Anton just loved it when you got so immersed with explaining.

“It's love.” he blurts out.

“Yeah. Love.” 

Love drives us to do the unthinkable, the perceptively impossible. Love is complex, but you would know it when you feel it, you would know when you've found it. And it is when love is exchanged unconditionally that life begins to finally be as fulfilling as they claim it to be in books and movies.

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[asmosmainhoe]

An Izuku Midoriya MC

Hey, how's it going? I don't know if the suggestion box is still open so sorry if it isn't ;(

But anyway, I wanted to know if you could write a headcanon of the brothers with an Izuku Midorya MC, I would be super grateful♡

(sorry if there were any spelling mistakes, I'm using Google Translate to write this)

- @liz-beedevil

Notes: Don't worry, dear! You never have to worry about your English when coming to me. Also it's been years since I watched the anime so I'm really not up to date with him :'D

Gender: neutral

Warnings: none

Lucifer

Nothing worries him more than your weird powers

Like what do you mean you're breaking your bones left and right by just the tiniest movement? And it's also so destructive as well?

He forbids you from using it within the property, because last time you blew up a whole wall by accident

All these inconveniences aside though, he admires your kind heart and bravery. No matter what gets thrown at you you simply never seem to even think about giving up and he respects that. He's even drawn to it

That said he trusts you more than he at first realizes

Mammon

"Are humans supposed to do that?"

Last time he checked there isn't any weird green lightning around them and they also don't have super speed and super strength

AND DON'T GET HIM STARTED ABOUT HOW YOU BREAK YOUR BONES BY SIMPLY SNAPPING WITH YOUR FINGER WHAT

Everytime you're forced to use more power than your body can handle Mammon is a mix between mad and worried. Like he's going to yell at you for putting yourself through that while at the same time give you such a gentle treatment

Leviathan

Wow, you're just like that one main character in the anime he's been watching

The looks, the powers, the personality...it's exactly the same! He's wondering why, but he doesn't really question it any further. It's not as if a normie like you would know anyways

But he's extremely fascinated by your abilities and kinda geeks out everytime you step into action

His brothers are slowly getting annoyed of his ranting about how cool you are

Levi is secretly making fanart of you

Satan

This must be magic, right? Right? There couldn't be any other explanation. Humans aren't supposed to do these things!

No matter how hard he searches for spells or magic that seems similar to your powers, he fails to find something even remotely close to what you're doing

"MC, you simply have to explain it to me. How did you aquire these powers?"

He will respect it if you decide to stay silent about it, but he will take notes about you

Thanks to those he often recognizes patterns or other things to help you improve and use more of your powers

Asmodeus

Oh, Asmo is absolutely in love with how this green lightning is surrounding your body. It looks so mesmerizing!

And don't get him started on that fierce look on your face when you step into action

"I didn't know you were so strong, MC~"

If you pick him up and he notices that he basically weighs nothing to you he's going to swoon even more. Especially when you burst into those fast sprints like it's no problem

And with all these powers you still manage to stay kind and humble which also hits him like a bullet train

Beelzebub

Finally! Someone who can workout with him and actually keep up? What more does a demon want?

The fact that you're stronger than him though shocks him at first, but it only motivates him to train even harder

Food delivery has never been faster. He's making it a habit to ask you if you could bring him food from the kitchen, because it only takes you a couple seconds

It's refreshing to finally meet a nice and friendly person down here in the devildom

The fact that you could tear down a whole building, but instead decide to treat everything and everyone as gently as possible has him hooked

Belphegor

If I'm being completely honest here your obnoxiously friendly personality kind of annoyed him at first

But then he saw how nicely you treat Beel and how you still stay so incredibly humble in situations where you clearly have the upper hand. It's such a refreshing change to all these authority figures surrounding him in the Devildom

"Why do you keep risking your life and breaking your bones? Doesn't it get tiring?"

Your energy level definitely is going through the roof compared to his, but he learns to cope with that

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Masterlist

[juneberrie]

in person ✮ EARTH-42!MILES MORALES X FEM!READER

summary miles flew across the country to tell you something, because it absolutely had to be in person.

author's note THIS IS 100% BASED ON THE NHIE BENVI WEDDING CONFESSION SCENE

word count 0.6k

warnings fem!reader, written w e42!miles in mind but really it could be 1610 too, petnames (mostly mami 😊), reader is wearing a dress

miles was here. here. at your friend's aunt's wedding. how did he even know where to go? wasn't he in california for some internship? all these questions whirled through your mind as his eyes searched the room for you.

you get up from the table you're sitting at with your friends, eyes locked on miles.

"where're you going, y/n?" one of your friends asks. you shrug them off and walk towards miles.

when you finally reach him, his face lights up in a smile.

"hi," he starts, but you cut him off, gesturing with your hand for him to stop.

"what are you doing here?" you ask. he looks ridiculously out of place at the fancy wedding. you two must look like clowns, seeing as you were wearing a dress that must've been sent down from heaven, compared to miles' sweats and a hoodie. "aren't you supposed to be in california?"

he looks taken aback, but the smile remains on his face when he replies. "great to see you too," he laughs. "i just.. i wanted to tell you something."

"and you flew across the country to tell me? you are aware that you could've just texted me, right?"

he sighs and a hand flies up to rub the back of his neck. "i know, but, listen, mami. i needed to tell you in person."

you cross your arms. "then what is it, miles? what was just so incredibly important that you flew all the way from california to tell me?" its not that you were annoyed with him, its just that, he was your friend, yeah, but things had been awkward ever since you two had, uh, done more than kissed last summer. and then, oh. and then, he ignored you, like a douche bag.

"i... i really like you, y/n," he said, looking at the floor, at the lights, at anywhere but you.

woah. not mami, not babe, but y/n? he must be serious.

you let out a short laugh. his head snaps up. "you know, this is dumb." he throws his hands in the air and turns to go. "it was dumb to come he-"

you grab him by the shoulders and spin him back around. "i like you too. god, miles, i really like you," you tell him, grinning.

he looks into your eyes, hopeful. "like, for real? because now that i think about it..." he trails off, glancing at your lips.

"what? do i have crumbs on my face or something?" you say, unconsciously reaching up to wipe at your face.

"no, no," he laughs, grabbing your hand. he brings it to his lips and presses a quick kiss to your palm. "i was going to say, now that i think about it, i love you."

your brain short circuits. miles stares hopefully at you, a rare smile on his face.

"uh? hello? y/n? anyone there?" he waves a hand in your face and you blink.

"shit, no. WAIT, not no to you, just. oh my god, miles," you ramble. he's still staring, the smile starting to fade off his face. "I LOVE YOU TOO," you say. it feels like you're yelling it.

he grins. "for- for real?" he asks, bringing a hand to your waist and pulling you closer.

"for real, miles," you reply. his grin grows exponentially and pulls you in for a long awaited kiss. you hear your friends whoop behind you and you flip them off, laughing into the kiss. you love miles morales, and he loves you.

"you know, i'm glad you came to tell me in person," you say when you pull away.

"i'm glad too, mami."

[en-eunhee]

( ♡ ) ... 🎧 ⁀ EUNHEE'S PROFILE !

-`♡´- BASIC

NAME: Kim Eunhee (김은희)

ENGLISH NAME: Liz Kim

BIRTHPLACE: Incheon, Seoul, South Korea

HOMEPLACE: Los Angeles, California, USA

NATIONALITY: Korean-American

BIRTHDAY: April 17, 2004

ZODIAC: Aries

LANGUAGES: Korean, English, Japanese

MBTI: ESFP-A

-`♡´- PHYSICAL

HEIGHT: 165 cm (5'5)

BLOOD TYPE: A

PIERCING: 2 earlobe piercings

FACE CLAIM: Kim Winter (aespa)

VOICE CLAIM: Winter (speaking), Sullyoon (singing)

DANCE CLAIM: Hwang Yeji

-`♡´- CAREER

PROFESSION: Idol

GROUP: ENHYPEN

LABEL: BE: LIFT Entertainment

TRAINING PERIOD: 5 years

POSITION: Main Vocalist, Lead Dancer, Visual

SOLO FANDOM: Eunluvlys

REPRESENTATIVE ANIMAL: 🐩

-`♡´- STATICS

VOCALS: 10/10

DANCE: 8/10

RAP: 3/10

STAGE PRESENCE: 7.5/10

SONG WRITE: 10/10

VARIETY: 10/10

ACTING: 7/10

-`♡´- INFO

Trained in SM Entertainment for 2 years (2016-2018)

Known for her bubbly, cute, and loud personality

Ranked 2nd in I-LAND with 1,314,572 votes

Huge fan of IU and IZ*ONE

Best friends with many idols such as Yuqi, Bahiyyih, Hanni, Wonyoung, and etc.

Grew up in California (2006-2013)

Loves doing skincare with Sunoo

Very picky eater

Has an older brother

Wishes to become a Music Bank MC since she's been a substitute MC multiple times (once with Sunghoon)

Has a strong passion for songwriting and composing (wrote for 17 different ENHYPEN songs)

Has perfect pitch (like Heeseung)

mint chocolate hater

layout: enh-sua

[sadprincessgirl]

hi<3

*:･ﾟ✧things about me✧･ﾟ:* ♡ my name is Elizaveta, you can call me Liza or Liz ♡my zodiac sign is libra ♡16yo, birthday: October 7 ♡my hobbies are sewing clothes, drawing, writing, learning English and training in the gym {i dream about singing and music production} ♡i spend most time in school {last year of high school}, studying at home with books and courses. for relaxing i spend weekends with my best friends. they are also purposeful and I am inspired by them. ♡my mbti is ENTP-T ♡ sun in libra, moon in aries, ascendant in scorpio ♡my favourite artists are Lana Del Rey, Melanie Martinez and Marina and The Diamonds. ♡my main focuses in life are admission to university, improving English, self-realization in my hobbies and fulfillment of my dream {becoming popular} ♡i just love pink, ballet, models, shopping, pearls, serials, music, fashion, makeup, art, being in love and books *:･ﾟ✧my other socials✧･ﾟ:* pinterest tg-channel vk-public inst yt channel (but there is nothing now, but soon...) i'm always ready to answer your questions<3 ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧ ⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊ ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧ ⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊ ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧ ⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊

[tommydarlings]

STRANGER THINGS MASTERLIST

My Requests are closed! ✉ I will update it everytime as soon as i post and my fics will be listed from oldest ( top ) to newest ( bottom)! ✍ 

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Who am I writing about?: Eddie Munson, Peter Ballard, Billy Hargrove, Joseph Quinn, Jamie Campbell Bower ❣

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─ 𝐄𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐄 𝐌𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐎𝐍

& 𝐉𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐏𝐇 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐍𝐍 ─

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more than words could ever describe | ☁ ☯ [1.3k]

Summary: you and Eddie promised each other that you would only go down together, but Eddie Munson was never really the type to keep a promise.

My Atlantis | ☯♫ [1k]

Summary: Eddie sadly wasn't able to save his Atlantis.

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Mommy | ♡ [0.7k]

Summary: You weren't aware of the fact that Joseph could actually be the biggest sub that calls you mommy

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˗ ˏ tommydarlings thinking about... ˎ ˗

sub!eddie eating dom!readers cum while she's face riding him | ♡

dom!eddie being so surprised by the fact that you are able to see his bulge through your stomach, that he has to photograph and film it | ♡

─ 𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐃

& 𝐉𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑 ─

(currently not writing for)

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Lying Angel | ♡ [1.1k]

Summary: Peter manipulated you into thinking that having sex with him would be a good idea... oh were you wrong.

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cigarettes during sex | ♡✰ [0.6k]

Summary: Jamie fucking you from behind while he's smoking a cigarette is probably the hottest thing your eyes have ever witnessed.

starboy | ♡♫✰ [0.8k]

Summary: You always wanted to hear Jamie begging desperately, tonight you finally reached your goal.

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˗ ˏ tommydarlings thinking about... ˎ ˗

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─ 𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐕𝐄 ─

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Ruined Makeup | ♡ [1.5k]

Summary: billy loves seeing you all fucked out with mascara running down your cheeks.

Where are my headphones? | ♡ [1k]

Summary: you were just searching your headphones, you would have never thought that you end up being fucked into subspace by your stepbrother billy.

crybaby | ♡✰ [3.1k]

Summary: Billy does not tolerate it at all when you swear at him, but you didn't though that he would teach you those kind of lessons after you cursed him out.

New Magic Wand | ♡♫ [1.7k]

Summary: Maybe next time you know that you shouldn't make Billy jealous ever again, or should you?

Suspicious minds | ♡♫✰ [2k]

Summary: You never though that you could listen to something better than elvis presley's music... well, your father's best friend's moans topped that.

hide and seek | ♡✰ [3.3k]

Summary: When you slapped Billy during an argument you didn't expect to play an extremely sick game of hide and seek with him afterwards.

California dreamin' | ♡♫ [1.2k]

Summary: Today Billy decided to change your praying routine a bit and make it harder for you.

playboy & ghostface | ♡✰ [1.4k]

Summary: as soon as you saw the playboy bunny costume in the store, you knew that it's gonna be a interesting night with your boyfriend.

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please forgive me lord | ♡ [0.9k]

Summary: when Billy told you that he wants to pick you up from church you never though that it would end like... that.

Ruined Bedsheets | ♡✰ [0.9k]

Summary: billy get's angry at you when he noticed that you dripped onto his bedsheets.

crawling back to you | ♡ [0.9k]

Summary: You hoped that you would be finally able to push your ex away, but then he suddenly wants you crawling back to him.

sex helps with cramps | ♡ [0.6k]

Summary: when Billy told you that sex helps with cramps, you didn’t believe him, but oh were you wrong about that.

innocent liar | ♡ [0.8k]

Summary: everybody told you that billy Hargrove was the bad guy and you definitely got your proof a soon as he forced you to kneel infront of him.

taking good care of you | ♡ [0.6k]

Summary: Billy just loves taking really good care of you.

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˗ ˏ tommydarlings thinking about... ˎ ˗

innocent religious!reader getting fucked by dom!billy | ♡✰

getting him flowers | ☁✰

him desperately wanting to fuck you while you are on your period | ☁

size kink with him | ♡ ☁

[bloatedandalone04]

Wrapped Around Your Finger - Part 1.1

Series Masterlist | Original Fic

➪in which you pack your bags for paris, still unsure of whether or not you’ll return to london for anything other than the rest of your belongings, and anakin is forced to reach out to liz after she crosses another line.

PSA: strongly suggested to read the warnings before proceeding.

WC; 3.2k | Do not repost this anywhere, reblogs are fine ♡

Guilt had followed Anakin all week.

He talked to you for a good hour over the phone on Wednesday, and not once did he mention the fact that Liz had kissed him. He knew the longer he kept it from you, the worse it’ll be for him, but he was terrified of your reaction. 

Anakin had been faithful for nearly five years straight, and the one time he’s away from you for more than a few days he lets another girl get close to him. Close enough for him to break that streak in a single night. 

He knew that as soon as he told you, it could very well be over, and he never wanted to lose you, let alone because of something so out of character for him. 

Still, it wasn’t fair for you to be kept out of the loop, and though he hated to do it, he’d rather tell you in person. He could only hope that you saw it from his perspective, and how hard he’s been trying to get rid of her. 

Anakin was sitting on the couch, the passing scenery doing wonders at keeping his mind busy. He wanted to call you, but you told him that you needed to sort some things out today, and he’d just have to wait until you were able to talk. 

He had headphones on with the track Vinny and Theo had recorded during all the time Anakin spent with Liz, and he felt like the worst excuse of a friend and band member ever. 

They were actually trying to get music out while he just went out and partied. But he wouldn’t be doing that anymore. 

If one good thing came out of that whole club situation and the wake up call, it was that Anakin was finally inspired to write. Theo had come up with the idea to create a slower song rather than the loud and intense songs they’ve been playing for the last year and a half. He was sure it was because the bass player was feeling down a lot lately and needed a way to vent, and Anakin and Vinny were more than willing to agree to it. 

He listened to the track on repeat as he thought about possible lyrics, and Anakin was happy that Vinny had decided to try his luck with a piano. He played it for about four years before he switched to drums, but he clearly still knew how to play the string instrument as it sounded amazing through his headphones. 

Before long, he had a whole page done and was starting his second when Vinny emerged from the back of the bus. His hair was a mess, signaling to Anakin that he had just woken up from a nap. 

Anakin could probably use a few more hours of sleep, too, but he knew it would never come. He’d just end up tossing and turning and wasting time, so he didn’t even bother. 

Vinny sat down next to him with a huff, taking the notebook out of Anakin’s hands as he did so. Anakin scoffed at him, taking off his headphones and setting them aside as he turned to face his friend. “Is this for a new song?” Vinny asked with a yawn as he read over the page.

“Yeah,” Anakin answered, grabbing his phone and sending you a quick text. 

Vinny set the notebook aside after reading it over. “Sounds good,” he mumbled. “Glad to see you got your inspiration back.”

“Yeah, but at what cost,” Anakin muttered.

“Anakin, Y/n will understand,” he tried to reassure him, but probably knew that it was pointless as Anakin would continue to feel like shit until he knew for sure that he wouldn’t lose you because of the mistake he made with Liz.

So when he didn’t respond, Vinny just shook his head and stood back up. He rummaged around in the mini fridge before grabbing two water bottles and heading back to Clara, leaving Anakin to finish up the song he had titled ‘Falling’.

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“I feel like I’m wasting everyone’s time,” you confessed as you sat on the grass in the Quad. “I completely messed up that last assignment. I didn’t even try.” 

Evan gave you a pointed look as he sipped from the straw of his smoothie. “You’re not wasting everyone’s time, Y/n,” he stated, making you roll your eyes. “I’m serious. Kenneth would’ve sent you running on the first day if he thought you were wasting his time.”

You shrug and look at different flights on your phone. “Maybe, but I still accused him of favoring me when he was literally just trying to be nice,” 

“Y/n,” Evan called out to you, making you look up. “You’re a good writer. You’re one of the best in the class, don’t think that you’re not. One bad piece doesn’t make you a bad writer, you know that.”

You shrug again, sipping on your own smoothie. “Yeah, I guess,” 

Evan set down his drink and moved closer to you. “I mean it. You’re going places…if you decide to stay, that is. While it’ll certainly give me a better chance at getting published, it’ll still suck to lose you. But if you’re no longer happy here, then you deserve to do something that does make you happy.”

You give him a smile and lean over to hug him quickly. “Thanks, Ev,” 

He returned the hug before standing up. “Are you coming to class today?” 

You think about it for a few seconds then shake your head. “No, I have some thinking to do,”

He nods and gives you a reassuring smile. “Okay, I’ll just see you later then,”

You nod back and watch as he makes his way to the building the class is in before pulling out your phone. 

Ani: I hope you’re having a better day today, baby. I can’t wait to see you tomorrow. I love you. 

The text brings a smile to your lips as you stand up and throw away your garbage as you reply to him.

So far so good. I can’t wait to see you, too, Ani. I love YOU.

You head in the opposite direction of your class, planning on going back to your room and packing your bag for Paris. Maybe you’d even start packing up to go back home. While Evan’s attempts at reassuring you were nice, you still didn’t feel confident in yourself anymore. 

Anakin had even tried to reassure you, but he also said that you didn’t have to force yourself to stay if it wasn’t what you wanted anymore, and to have that support from him had your head feeling clearer than it had in weeks. 

If all else failed, you still always had him, and that was enough for you to know that you’d be okay. 

You pack the essentials and set your bag down next to your desk before sitting down on your bed. Grabbing your phone, you begin to look through more flight options. There was one for three in the afternoon, meaning you’d be able to be in Paris by five thirty at the latest. You’d have to swing by class tomorrow to talk to Kenneth, and to possibly say goodbye to him. 

You really weren’t sure if you were going to come back for anything other than the rest of your belongings once Anakin and the guys leave France and you’d have to say goodbye again. Maybe you could just pack the rest of your things and meet him at the next location. You wouldn’t mind sharing that small bunk with him for the next two months, and you knew he wouldn’t mind either. 

Without another thought, you buy the ticket and set your phone down, pulling out your laptop and continuing to write the rough draft of your short story, despite your plans potentially dropping the class.

The rest of the day passed by in a blur, and before you knew it, it was the next morning and you were packing last minute things and making sure you had your ticket ready. You set everything on your bed, excitement pulsing through you at the fact that you’d be seeing Anakin in less than nine hours.

His text had you feeling the happiest you’ve been all week, and you had shamelessly read it more than once. 

Ani: I can’t wait to see you tonight. I’ve missed you so much, princess.

He was the sweetest, and you were shaking with nerves at the thought of feeling his arms around you again after four weeks of zero physical contact.

You leave your dorm and make your way to class, well aware that it had ended at nine and it was now nearing ten. With a quick inhale, you enter the classroom and meet Kenneth’s eyes from across the room. He was sitting at his desk, his brow furrowed as he looked back down at the papers he was reading. “Miss Y/l/n,” he greeted in a monotone voice. “Glad to see you could make it to class today, though you are an hour late and the class is already over.”

Giving him a forced and embarrassed smile, you step into the room. “Yeah,” you trail off, playing with your fingers as you stand by the door. “I’m sorry I missed the last two classes, it’s just….I don’t know if I’m cut out for this.”

Kenneth didn’t look up from the papers as he said, “Well, you’ve certainly done a great job at trying to prove that,” 

Your face heats up and you look at the floor. “Yeah…I’m really sorry, Kenneth,” you murmur, glancing down at the A on your wrist. You feel the smallest bit of comfort from just looking at it, and you lift your head with a newfound confidence. “I didn’t mean to waste your time. That was the last thing I wanted to do.” 

That had your instructor looking up at you. He studied your face for a few seconds before sitting up in his chair. “You didn’t waste my time, Miss Y/l/n,” he stated. “In fact, I quite enjoyed reading your previous pieces, so I don’t know why you think you wasted anyone’s time.”

You shrug at him and avoid eye contact. You just needed to get through this, then you could go to the airport and be with Anakin again after a month of not seeing him. 

“I assume you came here to tell me that you’re dropping out?” Kenneth asks and you look over at him.

“Do you think I should?” You ask.

“That’s not up to me,” he says. “It’s your choice.”

You huff, “Do you think I’m…..good enough?”

Kenneth raises his brows. “Do I think you’re good enough?” He repeated your question and leaned back. “I think you’re a great writer, Miss Y/l/n, and it would be  unfortunate to lose you before I got to really see what you can do. But, it’s your decision, and I can’t make it for you.”

You give him a small smile and nod. “Right. I guess that’s a good answer,” 

He returns the smile before asking, “Are you going somewhere?”

“Yeah, I’m….my boyfriend is performing at a few venues in Paris, so I’m going to meet him there,” you tell him. “I’m sorry, but I’ll be missing a few classes next week.”

Kenneth nods. “It might be best for you to take some time to figure out what you want to do,” he says. “If you decide to stay, there’s always a spot for you in my class, but if you want to go then I can’t stop you. But just know that one bad piece doesn’t make you a bad writer, and you shouldn’t let it have that much control over you.”

Your smile fades a bit at how similar his and Evan’s words are. Maybe they were right. “I’m trying,”

He shrugged, “That’s all you can do,” 

A few seconds pass before you nod. “Well, I should get going. I don’t want to be rushing to the airport,” 

“Before you go,” he called out to you just as you began to turn around. “I want you to know that, whatever you decide to do, I support you.”

That had a genuine smile forming on your lips. “Thank you, Kenneth, and I’m sorry for…everything,”

Then you were off. You headed back to your room to grab your bag, finding Evan leaning against the wall next to your door. Your look of surprise had him raising his brows, “What, you thought I was gonna let you leave without saying goodbye to me first? Especially since I might never see you again after this?”

You laugh and walk into his open arms. “I haven’t decided if I’m dropping the class or not, Ev,” you say and rest your head against his chest. “And I’d say goodbye to you before I left, anyway.” 

“How generous,” he teased and pulled away. His eyes flickered all over your face before he met your gaze. “Have fun, okay? Go spend time with your famous boyfriend, and don’t worry about anything else, alright? You deserve it.”

You smile and nod, “Okay,” you agree. “I’ll see you next week, Evan. Promise.”

He squinted his eyes at you. “You better,” he said back, giving you another smile before leaving. You grab your bag and look around your room one last time before setting down the note you had written to Bailey. She was still at her parents house since there was some family emergency, and you didn’t get the chance to say goodbye to her. 

You leave it on her bed before locking the door and ordering a ride to the airport, the stress of everything finally beginning to lift once you’re seated on the plane. 

-

Anakin could not stop pacing the length of the small hallway on the bus. 

He was shaking, he was so excited to see you. 

He couldn’t think about much else other than your sweet scent, your kind smile, your achingly pretty face, and the way your body fit perfectly against his own. He was craving your touch and the sound of your voice. He couldn’t believe he had gone a month without you.

Vinny was watching him with a tired expression, his arm draped over Clara’s shoulders as she slept next to him on the couch. “Dude,” he grunted after watching him pace a few more times. “What are you doing? Why are you pacing?”

Anakin flexed his fingers as he shrugged, passing by the brunet once again. “I can’t help it,” he answered. “I have to leave in less than half an hour to pick her up and bring her back here. Half an hour, Vin, then she’s here.”

Vinny let out a laugh of disbelief, glancing down at his sleeping girlfriend. “I hope she’s this excited to see me at some point in the future,” he muttered to himself as Anakin tried to calm himself down. 

“I missed her so much, Vin,”

“I know,”

“I can’t wait to see her,”

“I know, Anakin,”

“Please tell me that you and Clara are doing something tonight,” Anakin was powerless to stop the desperation from coming through in his voice.

Vinny smirked up at him, “Is that your way of asking if the bus will be empty tonight?”

“I need to be alone with her,” Anakin groaned. “I need it to be just the two of us, so we can talk. I need to clear a few things up with her.”

Vinny laughed. “I understand, man,” he said. “I’ll take Clara out for dinner or something and we’ll tour the Paris nightlife.”

Anakin gave him a grateful smile. “Thank you,” then he checked his phone and nearly dropped it when he saw Liz’s newest Instagram post. “Fuck.”

It was a close up picture of Anakin on stage a couple nights ago, his hair damp and his skin sweaty as he finished the last song of the set. He remembered feeling the high of that night, and he would’ve been happy to see that Liz had captured a photo of it, but right now all he felt was rage as he read the caption. 

elizaphotography: Thought you’d all enjoy a hot, up close and personal shot of the sexy lead singer of Screaming Whispers ;) 

She added a bunch of stupid hashtags and even tagged him, and Anakin wanted to throw his phone at the nearest wall. Vinny must’ve sensed the sudden change as he sat up a bit and asked, “What’s wrong?”

“She- I can’t fucking believe her,”

Vinny reached forward and grabbed his phone, his gaze hardening once he saw the post. “Wow, this bitch won’t quit,” he muttered, reading the caption over and over again. “She must think she’s invincible or some shit, because- what are you doing?”

Anakin had swiped his phone out of Vinny’s hand and clicked on Liz’s contact as he left the bus, hoping that the air would cool him off at least a little. It rang for a few seconds before the call connected, “Ah, I knew that would get your attention,”

“Back off, Liz,” Anakin rasped, leaning against the side of the bus as he felt his heartbeat quicken. “I mean it.”

“You’ve been avoiding me like the plague, Anakin,” she stated. “You’re acting like a prick. I thought we were friends.”

“You thought wrong,” he said and tried to take back control of his breathing. “Change that caption, or better yet, delete the entire fucking post.”

Liz hummed, “Thought I was allowed to post you? In fact, it’s on the contract that I get your image out there for the world to see,” she laughed. “Well, it says something like that, anyway.”

“I’m not joking, Liz,” he muttered under his breath, and her annoying voice had his body heating up in rage.

“I’m not joking either, Anakin,” she said back. “You led me on. I can claim that. Don’t piss me off, Anakin, or I’ll tell Y/n myself that you cheated on her.”

“I didn’t-”

“But you did,” she cut him off. “I’m living proof.”

“What do you want, Liz? Huh?” Anakin asked in frustration as he tugged on his hair. “Why do you insist on being such a-”

“A what, Anakin? What?” She pressed. “Call me anything other than my name, and I’ll message her right now.”

Anakin bit his tongue, holding back on calling her every bad name he could think of, because it really wouldn’t help much at all. “Keep her out of this,” he said as calmly as he could. He didn’t like her holding you over him like this when she had no fucking clue about anything involving yours and his relationship. She was just the fucking tour photographer, why did she think she had such an important role in his life? 

“Yeah,” she hummed. “Maybe I’ll do that.” 

Then she hung up and Anakin cursed under his breath as he opened the Instagram app. He deleted all the photos she took of him from his account, wanting nothing to do with her at all anymore. Sure, the photos were great and he actually liked them quite a lot, but he refused to be associated with her in any way. 

Before he got off the app, he clicked on Liz’s account and saw that she did actually change the caption, but it still didn’t settle the anger brewing within him. Without a second thought, he blocked her and pocketed his phone after calling a ride that would take him to the airport and to you.

-

They reunite soon :') (but is that a good thing?)

[blooming-violets]

Heya!! so I don't know if you know it but there is this fic I read awhile ago. Heat Of The Moment by lizz-the-bizz on ao3 (about 40k words) and it is so good!!! I don't really remember the details of it anymore because it's been some time since I've read it, but basically it's a peter x reader/oc. And oc is trapped in a timeloop, and it has the usual time loop fic tropes you can think of, like depression, manic oc who tries everything to get out of time loop, death, grief, and so so much angst, whump, and hurt/comfort. Just Peter being the bestest boyfriend he could be and suuuch a good characterisation. I love him so much here. I've read it twice and sometimes still think back on it. Like the ending climax??? It was so dramatic (like car crashes, tunnels falling down, water traps, Peter maybe dying??) AND THE HAPPY END. Also it has some supernatural easter eggs, which is always fun (if you couldn't tell by the title). ANYWAY SO GOOD. LITERALLY EVERYTHING ONE NEEDS IN A FIC. I'm so glad I found it back than, it really might be one of my alltime favs. :3

Just wanted to share my love with this (and maybe get some more ppl to read it hehe).

I also love everything you write, and hope you have a nice day! ♡

THIS IS MY NUMBER ONE FAVORITE FIC I HAVE EVER READ. And that is saying a lot because @liz-allyn also wrote Sugar and Vice and that was a true masterpiece buuuut Heat of the Moment altered my entire brain chemistry and changed my life (I'm not even being dramatic). The way she wrote the tunnel scene will literally live on in my brain forever as what I strive to achieve whenever I write intense, gut wrenching moments. Like that's the goal. That's perfection. That's top tier and what I dream of creating some day. I dream of being that damn talented and my friend Liz did ALL THAT WITH THIS FIC

And you are correct, everyone needs to go read it if they haven't already because it's worth every second.