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"MOTH TO A FLAME (part 4)"

Bada Lee x Fem! Reader

part 3 ⟵ part 4 ⟶ part 5

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summary: y/n l/n is the youngest team member of Jam Republic, competing in the second season of Street Woman Fighter. she’s got the sweetest smile and the most vibrant personality, but she also may or may not be the biggest hothead on the show when it comes to defending her teammates. apparently that’s attractive to Bada Lee.

word count: 7.1k

warnings: swearing, suggestive, this isn't proofread so... sorry for any mistakes lol- lemme know if I missed anything!

After the eliminations and all the teams had said their goodbyes to TsubaKill, everyone wrapped up filming for the day. Some crews had stayed in their rooms to decompress a bit before leaving the studio for the day. Jam Republic had been sitting around when a knock was heard on their door. Bada had come to speak with y/n, and the two decided to hang out.

“Are you free now?” the shorter one asked, and Bada held out her hand for y/n to take, which she did. The two already grinning like lovesick idiots.

“For you I am.” Bada responded smoothly, swinging their joint hands back and forth. Y/n rolled her asked, trying to hide her blush by faking annoyance.

“We could just walk around and get something to eat- there’s this nice plaza not too far away from here if that sounds interesting to you” she continued, really hoping the idea appealed to the younger girl, seeing as it was one of Bada’s favorite spots to visit when she was around the area.

“That sounds perfect- Lemme just get changed real quick!” y/n smiles excitedly and bounces on the balls of her feet.

“Okay, good! I’m gonna change too, so just come knock on my door when you’re ready” Bada squeezed her hand and smiled as she felt herself relax her shoulder she didn’t even realize had tensed up while waiting for the response. The smaller girl across from her nods with wide, energetic eyes and backs away.

The second Bada arrives back to her own crew’s room, she’s already being slightly harassed with questions as she tries to calmly brush past her members to gather the extra clothes she brought to change into.

“Oh, you’re back? I would've thought that you’d left with y/n already” Lusher snickered from her spot on the couch. Which caused all the others to pick back up in their questioning.

“I have to get changed, y/n’s gonna be knocking on our door soon and I have to be ready to go when she gets here.” the leader calmly, almost teasingly stated, which AGAIN sent the younger members spitfire questions at her. Bada’s lip curved up slightly as she continued to tune out her members and move past them to the changing area of their dressing room.

A few moments later, Bada exits the sectioned-off dressing area wearing light-washed baggy jeans and a light green t-shirt with white trim. Her members were slightly shocked at the more dressed-up feminine outfit, used to seeing their leader change into simple comfy clothes after filming. It wasn’t like they hadn’t seen her dress like that before, but it just proved to them that y/n definitely played a role in Bada’s recent fashion choices. It shocked them even more as Bada reached into her bag and pulled out a few dainty gold accessories, with pearly accents.

“Bada… you seriously had a whole outfit planned out just in case you got the chance to go on an impromptu date with her??” Kyma’s shocked expression matched that of most of her teammates, who were all just as baffled by their leader's very serious crush. Bada just looked at them through the vanity mirror as she continued to put her earrings in

“Hm? Well yeah… I always have an extra outfit for after filming, now I just carry two extra outfits- one comfy one… and then one in case I have to be somewhere that requires me to look nice…” the tall leader tried to explain in a relaxed tone, but her blush gave away the slight embarrassment she was feeling at the teasing of her members, who all giggled and shook their heads at how cute she was. They all continued to watch her get ready, like little kids who watched their mom get ready for work or a date. Bada still stood in front of the vanity mirror, bending down slightly as she slicked her hair back into a high ponytail, making sure to flatten out her bangs after so they lay neatly against her forehead.

She finished getting ready, making sure her phone was charged and the little important things like her keys and wallet were in the small purse she brought along. Bada decided just to leave her dance bag there for the night, seeing as she’d be back the next day and knew she’d end up calling a cab to get home later in the evening.

“So where are you guys going that caused you to dress nice?” Minah asked, genuinely curious, looking up at the tall girl from where she was sitting cross-legged on the floor in front of the coach. Bada smiled, amused.

“We were planning on just walking around and getting some food… the weather’s nice and it’s supposed to rain in a few days, so why not enjoy it?” she had explained, sitting in one of the chairs closest to the door crossing one leg over the other. Her teammates all collectively sat there, all of them somehow thinking similarly in regard to their leader and her relationship with the youngest member of Jam Republic.

“Do you like her?” Cheche asked, leaning back on her palms. Everyone turned to look at her with either deadpan stares or looks of confusion. She sat up and sighed.

“I mean do you LIKE like her? Like- seriously? Romantically?” she clarified, even though everyone pretty much got what she was getting at. Now that the question was asked they were all curious to hear Bada’s response. Sure they knew she admired the much younger girl, and they all recognized how easily the two made each other blush, but did that necessarily mean it was romantic?

Even Bada herself was slightly caught off-guard by the question. Would they be disappointed in her if she said yes? Would they not take her as seriously as a leader if she admitted to having feelings for their competition- or worse- would they stop respecting her for loving another woman? They all have taken part in the teasing and affectionate remarks about her and y/n’s relationship, but did that mean they would support it?

“Yeah… I do like her. I think I like her a lot…” Bada finally admitted after a few moments of silence. She tried to speak confidently and as if it wasn’t something she worried about; and she realized shortly after that it really wasn’t something to worry about, after seeing every single one of her members smile gently at her. Cheche huffed out a little laugh.

“Hm… good, cuz I like her for you.” the ginger concluded with a nod, and everyone laughed softly at her approval, even agreeing out loud with quiet murmurs and gentle nods. Their conversation ended when a knock was heard at the door and Bada stopped listening, immediately standing to open the door for (hopefully) y/n. When it swung open and confirmed that the smaller jam republic dancer was the one knocking, Bada’s smile grew into a cheesy grin immediately. The younger girl had on a light yellow halter neck top paired with a long denim skirt that was the same color as Bada’s jeans. Her hair was held up by a pearly yellow claw clip to match her top, and she must’ve taken off her stage makeup or something because all Bada could think about was how the girl in front of her seemed to be glowing even more than usual. The older girl couldn’t stop staring with a lovesick smile.

“You look absolutely beautiful…” she mumbled so her teammates wouldn’t hear and start teasing her, but still loud enough for y/n to hear. The younger of the two giggled girlishly and blushed, shying away for a moment.

“Thank you… you look really good too” y/n quietly fawned over Bada and smiled up at her when she finally regained the courage to. The older girl reacted similarly with shy giggles and a hushed ‘thank you’, before telling the other to wait one moment, while she grabbed her belongings and said goodbye to her team, they all smiled softly, not a single one having the heart to tease her in that moment, simple enjoying how relaxed and happy their leader looked.

“Alright- ready to go?” Bada returned with her phone in her pocket and purse over her shoulder. y/n nodded and held out her hand with a shy but cheesy smile, waiting for her to take it, causing the older to chuckle and shake her head, of course taking the smaller hand in hers. As they walked side by side out of the studio, Bada realized the sweet smell of citrus and vanilla, smiling discreetly at the shorter girl next to her. She glanced over and noticed the light blush and subtle glowy highlight decorating her cheekbones. That was something Bada had picked up as soon as she started hanging out with y/n- the girl always matched her makeup and perfume to whatever she was wearing, and it was just another little thing about her that made Bada so obsessed with her.

They continued to walk to city streets, talking and laughing about whatever came to mind. It was still warm out, and since the summer season was somewhat at it’s peak the sun was still up even though it was about 7 o’clock. The two neared a nice park area that had vendors and little shops surrounding the inner edge where they had just come from. The area was beautiful as it overlooked a lake and seemed like the perfect spot to watch the sunset.

“Let’s get something to eat! Then we can sit and watch the sunset by the lake!” y/n excitedly requested, gently tugging on Bada’s arm to pull her in the direction of the food stops. The tall girl smiled, absolutely entranced by the girl attached to her arm. Y/n had her arm wrapped around Bada’s as she continued to direct them.

“What should we get? I still don’t really know my Korean food preferences- they’re so different now than from before…” y/n pondered out loud, hoping for her partner’s input.

“Wait- you’ve been here before?” Bada laughed in slight surprise, not realizing she missed a possibly important detail about the girl she was crushing on.

“Oh yeah! Besides the few times I've performed at k-con in the US, I’ve also performed in Korea twice. But on top of that- I spent the summer here a few years ago when I was in high school to study performance. I also spent two other summers in Japan studying dance- so that’s why I know a bit of the customs and such… but I never figured out my likes and dislikes for food…” the younger dancer finished, once again thinking about what they should eat, and now trying to figure out why she never developed an understanding of what she liked.

“Wow…” Bada quietly exclaimed, causing the other girl to bring her attention back to her with wide eyes.

“I didn’t realize you had THAT much experience… I mean- I know you’re talented and have done a lot of performances- but I didn’t think you’d done that much at such a young age…” she continued, truly baffled at how much the younger girl had trained and worked to improver the quality of her craft. It impressed her seeing as many older dancers still didn’t put in as much effort as it seems y/n has.

“How did you even have time for school???” Bada suddenly questioned quite loudly, causing y/n to laugh at her shock.

“Well… I did my best in school while still going to dance classes after classes ended and on the weekends. Since I kept my grades up and stayed out of trouble, my parents didn’t need too much convincing when I told them I wanted to travel. It was hard though, because on top of that, I also had to work my own jobs to help pay for it, since classes alone aren’t cheap, but traveling on top of that is even harder to pay for… I always communicated with my teachers about when I would be out of class for performances and most of them were really understanding- and super supportive as well… I was really lucky.” y/n once again finished reminiscing with a small smile, the older dancer mirroring her expression.

“You really are so amazing…” Bada whispered and y/n rolled her eyes playfully again trying to conceal her shyness.

“If I'm amazing then that must mean you’re perfect…” she combatted, causing Bada to roll her own eyes and scoff in shock, still never losing her smile.

“You can’t be serious right now- I am FAR from perfect-”

“You’re tall, somehow are able to be pretty AND handsome, are an amazing dancer and choreographer, have a beautiful smile- and don’t even get me started on how your laugh is probably the most beautiful sound on earth… you are perfect Bada… at least to me you are” y/n started out confidently, but her confidence quickly died out by the end, as she finished her rant in a soft mumble, looking down at eh ground instead of holding eye contact like she was before. Bada stood straight up in shock, arm still looped with y/n’s. She didn’t know what to say or how to react- on one hand, she wanted to argue that she, like everyone else, had many flaws; but then on the other hand, she couldn’t help but feel flattered and appreciated. So she just held her tongue altogether.

“Let’s go get something to eat” was what Bada ended up saying. y/n looked up with wide eyes that held a bit of worry, nervous that she had said something wrong. Bada noticed and simply reassured her with a gentle smile and ruffled the shorter girl’s hair, messing it up a bit. It wasn’t much, but still caused y/n to groan and take out the clip to redo her hair as she playfully glared at the older girl. They continued walking until the two were finally able to decide on a food place. They ordered and got their food, before heading over towards the grassy area of the park to sit and watch the sunset.

The two dancers sat and quietly ate, having little bits of conversation here and there, but mostly focusing on their food. Bada’s phone was still open on the camera from when she had taken pictures of their meals a few minutes prior to them digging in. She noticed how cute y/n was, cheeks puffed as she chewed a mouth full of food, so focused on the meal in front of her, and couldn’t help but discreetly lift her phone to take some candid pictures.

“Y/n…” she eventually called out to get the younger girl’s attention, who immediately looked up with raised eyebrows and wide eyes- and of course, cheeks still full of food. Bada was able to swiftly capture her cute reaction before the girl was giving her a deadpan expression and playful lifting her fisting as a “threat”. The older laughed and continued to click pictures, which caused a small bashful smile to appear on Y/n’s face as she tried not to blush and continue peacefully eating her meal.

By the time the two had finished eating the sun was just about to set. This time y/n was the one pulling out her phone, telling Bada to pose. The older just laughed and closed her eyes, holding up half a heart to her cheek and smiling gently. Y/n smiled as she clicked away.

“Keep posing- The sky is pretty, you’re gonna wanna post it…” the younger of the two prompted still looking at the sky through the phone, only glancing up when the older spoke up

“Ya shouldn’t you be telling me to pose cuz I’m pretty?” Bada playfully pouted and whined, causing y/n to raise her eyebrows for a moment followed by her busting into a fit of giggles. She had never seen her act like this, and it warmed her heart, making her feel extra fuzzy inside. She didn’t even notice Bada’s pout melt into an affectionate smile, as the younger was trying to still get more pictures.

“Oh my god, you’re starting to sound like me…” Y/n replied finally looking up from the phone as her giggles died down. She set her phone down and just stared into Bada’s eyes, the two smiling cheesily at each other, bursting into another fit of giggles after a few seconds of silence.

“Alright, alright, you turn-” Bada picked up her own phone again after the giggles died down once again, scooching over to sit next to where y/n was sitting, motioning for the other girl to move over and sit in front of the sunset, which she did without hesitation. y/n posed more than Bada did, more prepared than the older girl was, but after only a few nice pictures were taken, the younger started to pull silly faces and do stupid poses causing the other to laugh behind the camera. It ended up causing y/n to laugh too, which luckily was captured by Bada’s quick clicking.

“Wait- I wanna take pictures with you” the younger of the two quickly halted the process with a slight pout and wide eyes and reached her hand out to the girl across from her, waving her hand in a ‘come here quickly’ motion. Bada quickly crawled back to where she had originally sat, a small smile adorning her features as the two cuddled up with each other to take selfies. After a few were taken with the lake and sunset in the background, y/n pulled out her own phone, opened snapchat, and propped it up against one of their purses.

“No what’re you doing?” Bada giggled amusedly at the other, who had now started recording.

“You’ve never done this? Recorded yourself posing so you could go back and screenshot the moments later?” she had asked in response to the older girl, who furrowed her brows and shook her head side to side. Y/n’s jaw dropped momentarily before further explaining

“It makes taking pictures so much easier- you don’t have to set a time eight hundred times or keep going back and forth- it’s great, trust me.” and that she did. Bada watched herself and y/n in the phone’s reflection with the beautiful sunset behind them, once again giggling- they never seem to stop giggling when they’re with each other.

About ten minutes later, y/n had countless videos of the two of them saved to her snapchat memories, ready to be looked at and later and screenshotted for the best moments. They all consisted of them smiling and giggling, of course, sometimes bursting out into full-out laughter. Some videos were them hugging and clinging to each other, or making hearts, one even had a moment where y/n was kissing Bada’s cheek and then another had the same moment but the roles reversed. The two continued their joy and sweet moments as they rewatched some of the videos, blushing all over again.

The sun was almost completely gone now, only the tiniest peach pit glow coming from the horizon, as Bada sat with arm around y/n who was leaning back on her palms, with her head resting on Bada’s shoulder, their legs slightly tangled together as they relaxed in the grass. If anyone were to walk by right now and observe them would they think the two girls were really close best friends? Or lovers? If they were bigger celebrities and well-known to the general public, would they be allowed to do this? Even if they weren’t, neither of them would care. It was peaceful, and even though neither of them spoke, it was comfortable. But nonetheless, the silence was broken

“Are you excited for the pool party?” the older of the two whispered sweetly, glancing down at the girl resting on her shoulder. y/n glanced up tiredly through her lashes and Bada swore she was looking into the eyes of an angel.

“Of course- I’m excited to finally get to actually talk to everyone. Maybe it’ll make me less hostile toward other contestants,” she responded calmly and finished her statement with a smug smile as cuddled herself back into Bada’s side causing the older to let out a loud chortle. She let out a long sigh to get herself to calm down before speaking again.

“Yeah… ya know I’m pretty excited too…” the tall girl expressed, insinuating she wants the other to ask why, which she does. When Bada doesn’t respond right away, y/n glances up at her to see her already looking back

“Well…” Bada smirks somewhat playfully but definitely preparing to say something inappropriate

“I get to my pretty girl in a pretty little swimsuit… why wouldn’t I be excited” she finally explained, causing y/n to sit completely up and scoff crossing her arms. Her jaw hung open as she tried not to show how flustered she really was, but the heat in her cheeks and the way she avoided eye contact easily gave her away.

“Yeah? Well-” y/n struggled for something to say, stammering and stuttering, yet still coming up with nothing, as Bada just sat there and smirked seductively, leaning back on her hands. The smaller girl just groaned and rubbed her hands down her face, leaving them there to cover her eyes in hopes that she could just hide her embarrassment. When she peaked through her fingers, the older girl was still just sitting there with her head tilted and a teasing smile painting her face, yet her eyes were dark and mischievous. y/n sighed and let her hands fall aggressively to her sides.

“You suck” she whined childishly, throwing her head back and laughing a little in between.

“Oh c’mon now don’t say things like that-” Bada fake pouted reaching her hand up to cup y/n’s face and caress her cheek

“Cuz you know that’s an easy line for me to come back from- I can quickly fluster you even worse if you wanna talk about ‘sucking’...” the older one finished, using her one hand still on the other’s face to hold quiche both cheeks condescendingly, once again rendering y/n speechless. While Bada did love getting to laugh and joke around with her, she missed seeing y/n so dazed and puppy-like the way she is now. The way her eyes quickly glazed over and her lips slightly parted, it was such a pretty picture to Bada.

“Should we start heading home now Puppy?” the leader finally broke what seemed like minutes of silence, still holding eye contact and keeping a gentle grip on y/n’s face. When the younger nodded, Bada teased her by jerking her head up and down as a way to “assist” her response since she was still in the older girl’s grasp. Bada stood first, finally letting go of y/n’s face but immediately reached out her hand to help her stand- not letting go and continuing to pull the smaller girl into her chest with the same smirk as before, loving how y/n continued to get ever more flustered. They began walking back where they came from hand-in-hand, turning to head into the city.

“I’ll call us a car.” Bada whispered while tucking a loose strand of hair behind the other girl’s ear, letting her hand caress down the side of her neck allowing the flush to return to her skin. The older walked a couple of steps away after seeing y/n nod, opened something on her phone, and spoke to someone about having a car sent to the small twenty-four-hour coffee shop they were currently at. After a few moments, she returned and sat back across from y/n.

“They said it’ll be about ten minutes.” she continued to speak softly, taking notice of the young girl’s still somewhat hazy look. Bada couldn’t help but stifle a giggle at how precious she was- y/n was already getting sleepy before they left the park, but the older girl’s teasing right as they were leaving left her feeling in a daze- which seemed to be affecting her still. Bada thought the combination of tired and flustered y/n was definitely a sight because she became even whinier and clingier- almost as if she were intoxicated. She hadn’t even realized how much time had passed with the two of them just staring at each other until she felt her phone buzz letting her know their driver had arrived.

“C’mon princess, the car’s here.” Bada once again whispered, this time gently but still slightly authoritative. She got up first and y/n immediately followed, quickly moving to wrap both her arms around one of Bada’s, almost cuddling into her side as they began to walk out, causing the holder to smile endearingly, not even noticing the blush overtaking her face anymore.

Once they were both in the car, they were originally sat on the two opposite sides, but as soon as Bada buckled her seatbelt, y/n scooted over to sit in the middle so she could cuddle up to the older girl once again. The tall girl was really enjoying this new side of the younger girl, loving how clingy and needy she was. It really got her thinking…

About five minutes into the 15-minute drive to y/n’s apartment Bada moved her arm from around the smaller girl’s shoulder and reached in between them to unbuckle her seatbelt, causing y/n to look up in confusion. The older of the two completely turned her body sideways to face the other and gently lifted her hand to tuck another loose piece of hair behind her ear.

“This clip really isn’t doing much for you anymore… here” Bada reached around behind y/n, gently taking out the clip in the back of her hair, letting it all fall loosely.

“There we go…” the older mumbled. She didn’t realize how close their faces were until y/n released a shallow breath that the girl herself didn’t even know she was holding. Looking into her eyes, Bada saw how dilated the young girl’s pupils were and how her lips were once again slightly parted.

“I hope this is okay…” Bada whispered before slowly closing the gap between them, pressing her plum lips to y/n’s. The younger whimpered immediately, finally feeling the slightest bit of relief at the attention she was receiving. She brought both of her hands to rest on Bada’s chest, right near her collarbones, while Bada had one hand on the side of Y/n’s neck and the other resting on the back of the car seats. The older was really glad she had said yes when their driver had asked if they wanted music on, or else the car would've been filled with y/n’s quiet whimpers, Bada’s occasional shushes, and of course the sound of their lips molding together

The first thing Bada noticed about kissing the girl was the flavor. Her lips were sweet but held the taste of the lemon lip balm she had reapplied after they finished eating. It surprised the older girl, seeing as how she’d kissed plenty of other people before, but never noticed the taste. Was it because they were all men? There’s no way because even though it was nothing serious, Bada had kissed other women before, so how come she’s never noticed the taste?

They made it back to y/n’s apartment and Bada insisted on walking her up (even though there wasn’t much argument from y/n in the first place). They barely made it up to her floor, seeing as they were cuddled together as they got out of the car and made their way inside, continued making out in the elevator, and then clung to each other as they made their way to her door. Bada gave her a few more short kisses before separating and saying how she had to go.

“Don’t you wanna stay?” the younger whined slightly with sad puppy eyes and furrowed brows, causing her counterpart to sigh

“Of course I do… but you need rest, it’s been a long day.” Bada rubbed her sides up and down gently, trying to get the girl to understand how important it is for her to take care of herself. And instead of listening, as the older had hoped, the small girl tightened her arms around her neck and managed to pull her back down.

“But I wanna make it even longer…” y/n mumbled against her lips, kissing her again. Bada sighed into the kiss, bringing one hand up to pet the shorter girl’s hair, then moving it to the back of her neck to continue playing with the loose strands. She managed to back away for a moment, then pressed a quick but firm final kiss to y/n’s lips before taking her small face in both hands, not allowing the younger girl to try and kiss again- which of course caused a pout to form on her face.

“No more, baby” Bada giggled softly, and continued to do so when the girl in front of her whined in distress.

“Call me tomorrow, okay? You need to rest” the older of the two authoritatively requested and y/n nodded, still frowning. Bada sighed and gave her one last kiss on the lips (for real this time) before reaching into y/n’s bag and grabbing her keys, unlocking the girl’s apartment door and opening it, before handing the keys back.

“Goodnight princess” y/n sighed and huffed before backing up slightly to be inside her apartment.

“Goodnight… please text me when you get home” she expressed with newfound worry apparent on her face, causing the older girl to chuckle softly

“I will, I promise.” then she waved, watching y/n nod and fight with herself to close the door. Once Bada heard the door lock, she headed back down and walked out to the cap that was still waiting in front to take her to her own home.

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A few days later, it was time for the pool party. Each crew arrived one by one, similarly to how they did on their first day together. Mannequeen was first, followed by 1 million. Jam Republic posed at the entrance and then strutted their way in, decked out in their fashionable yet comfy swimwear and coverups. y/n of course went all out per usual, making sure her accessories and shoes correlated perfectly with her bathing suit. The members all danced around and showed off while the other two teams cheered and hollered for them.

Wolf’lo was the next group to arrive and was followed by Deep n Dap, who was followed by Bebe. the blue team walked out, acting cool and pretending to be bodyguards with their water guns. But the second they arrived in front of all the other teams, the crew received about five seconds of cheers before some of the other teams started spraying them. Y/n jumped in shock at the sudden attack but began laughing hysterically at the usually cool older girl running away and squealing while the rest of her team clumped together in hopes that no one would start spraying them too. Eventually, team Bebe started shooting back and defending their leader (who was currently squatting at the end of the runway, curled in a ball trying to avoid the attacks). Even moments later when all six members lined up on the runway to jump in one by one, Bada stood at the back and hesitated when it was her turn, deciding to run away giggling while her teammates splashed her in revenge for not jumping in the pool with them

The last team to arrive was Lady Bounce, and after their appearance things kicked into action. All the girls began splashing around and tossing beach balls back and forth, some even dancing and making up silly choreographies in the water. It truly was such a nice bonding moment for them all. While Y/n and Harimu were playing like children (like the babies they are), Kirsten was getting splashed heavily while trying to relax on her raft, and luckily Emma caught it all on camera- including when she was completely flipped over by Redlic. Kirsten easily got her revenge though, as she emerged from the water and ran straight to redlic, gently tackling the girl and sending them both under the water.

While almost everyone else got out of the pool to begin preparing food Harimu and y/n took turns on the big swing, with Harimu trying to show y/n how to swing while keeping her balance, but she ended up just pushing the younger girl instead of letting her swing herself.

“Harimu is like her older sister trying to teach the younger sister how to do something” Redlic giggled while snacking on a piece of watermelon. The other girls around her shared giggles as well while watching two of the youngest members of the show play around. They had endless energy as they continued to dance, swim, and mess around in the water- even when the others tok breaks or sat back and relaxed.

“I didn’t think y/n would be so playful… she seems like such a little princess when she’s not dancing” Yoonji pointed out, causing Jam Republic to chuckle.

“That’s actually our nickname for her- “Princess” because she does actually act like one a lot” Kirsten responded matter-of-factly, leading to everyone else bursting out in laughter at the revelation.

“PRINCESS” DoHee called out, cupping her hands around her mouth to amplify the sound. Everyone watched in amusement as y/n stopped playing and immediately whipped around.

“Huh?” the young girl looked around with wide eyes for the source of the calling, and it caused everyone else to laugh even harder than before, leaving y/n with a cute confused smile on her face, absolutely clueless to the older dancers fawning over her.

“She’s so fucking cute, I feel like I’m dying” Bada dramatically clutched her chest in faux pain as everyone continued to laugh with her, not thinking anything of it. She was so lovestruck and captivated by the young dancer, she didn’t even have it in her to feel jealous at someone else calling y/n “princess”.

After their outing a few nights ago- Bada couldn’t really tell if it was a date or not, so she refrained from calling it that, even though she really wanted to (and even though they literally kissed…)- she was somehow productive and super distracted at the same time. All she’d been thinking about since then was y/n- her sweet perfume, how her hair felt between her fingers, and of course the taste of her lips. She knew she was overthinking, but Bada really hoped y/n didn’t regret anything.

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Almost all the food was ready so y/n and Harimu finally decided to come out of the pool. y/n ran shivering over to Kirsten, who was already waiting for the youngest with a towel, knowing how easily she got cold. Once y/n got close enough, the jam republic leader held the towel open with both hands and stopped forwards wrapping it around the small girl, while simultaneously engulfing her in a bear hug, coughing them both to smile and giggle.

Once again other teams admired the dynamic of the pink crew, loving how caring their leader is, and fawning over their youngest’s baby-like behavior. 1 million specifically loved to sit and watch y/n be babied, finding her mannerisms quite adorable, much like everyone else but on a much larger scale. Imagine a whole team of Bada’s (minus the romantic feelings) and that’s exactly team 1 million reacts to y/n- even Lia Kim!

Latrice is towel drying the youngest’s hair, playful shaking her head around (they really do baby her to the max) when suddenly y/n’s name is being called out by an oh-so-familiar voice. She lifted her head out of the towel, hair now quite messy, and looked towards the voice, seeing her favorite (non-jam republic) girl waving her over. Y/n smiled brightly and waddled over to Bada who was grilling with Funky Y.

“What’s up?” the small Jam Republic girl asked with bright eyes, looking up at Bada, who found her adorable with no makeup, still completely wrapped in her fluffy towel.

“Try this-” was all the older girl had said before lifting up a piece of freshly grilled meat, blowing on it gently, and holding it for the other to eat. Y/n took two little steps forward and opened her mouth widely, letting out a soft ‘ahh’ sound as she waited for Bada to place it in her mouth, which she did, then followed it by picking up her own piece. after a few seconds of chewing, y/n’s eyes widened and brows furrowed as she hummed in delight. Bada couldn’t help but laugh, covering her mouth since she was still trying to swallow her own piece of meat, but she picked up another slice, holding it out to the younger of the two who was smiling happily as she was ready to be fed again.

“I seriously can’t believe y/n had Bada wrapped around her finger like that… Gooseul commented sulking a little. JJ just scoffed and knocked shoulders with her.

“Y/n has everyone wrapped around her finger…”

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The alcohol was brought out to each team’s tent, and all eyes were on the two youngest members of Jam Republic.

“Are we even allowed to be doing this…” Audrey mumbled quietly to y/n, who was staring confusedly at the bottles in front of them. Short answer- no. long answer- technically yes, since they were of age in Korea, just not in the States. Either way, they were not shown on camera anywhere near the alcohol.

After everyone finished eating and drinking, the dancer went back to enjoying their relaxation time- most choosing to stay out of the pool, while others went back in.

“Oh my god…” Bada suddenly mumbled, eyes wide, looking like she’d just seen a ghost. Tatter looked over and began to panic seeing her leader’s face.

“What?? What’s wrong??” the blonde whispered frantically.

“She has a tattoo…” the leader responded in a daze. Tatter’s jaw dropped as she stared blankly, then scoffed mumbling ‘I seriously cannot believe you’. Bada was genuinely baffled. How did she not know this? Has she just not been paying attention? It really wasn’t her fault though seeing as y/n’s tattoo was small and on her upper-middle back, right on her spine. It was a simple little symbol representing her zodiac. Since she wore tops and sports bras that covered her back most of the time, it was really hard to see unless she had on a fully open-back top, and even when she wore those, you still might not see it if her hair was in the way. Like today- the young girl’s swimsuit has a fully open back, but her hair had been down most of the afternoon until she recently decided to put it up in a bun after it got wet, exposing her back.

“I’m surprised you didn’t notice the one on her hip-” “WHAT???” Lusher tried to comment but was immediately cut off. She sighed with a mischievous-knowing smile and took a sip of her drink, eyeing her leader before speaking up again.

“Yeah, I don’t know how you didn’t notice that…” tatter and Minah giggled as their teammate teased the leader, who was now trying (and failing) to discreetly look at y/n in hopes of catching sight of the other mentioned tattoo.

“Lusher you’re so mean” Tatter laughed and whined playfully, feeling a bit of pity for their simp of a leader

“of course she wouldn’t be able to see it… we only saw it by accident- it’s on her hip bone and her bottoms cover it up. We just… happened to be there when Redy got a little too rowdy with her…” Minah tried to calmly explain, while Lusher on the other hand was stifling laughter as she watched Bada’s face switch from desperate puppy to aserious leader.

“What the hell is that supposed to mean” the oldest bebe member questioned grimly, causing Lusher’s extreme laughter to escape her and Tatter to suppress a wide grin and laughter, leading her to snort.

“Well you know… they were playing around and bathing suits aren’t glued to your body so… it slipped?” Minah awkwardly explained what happened between y/n and Redy to Bada, whose face was now pale and her mouth was slightly open.

“Oh c’mon Bada, I’m sure it’s nothing you haven’t seen before…” Lusher teased again, always loving to watch her group’s leader get worked up over the tiny girl from the pink team. Bada gasped and whipped her head to look at the girl who previously had spoken

“Excuse me- I’m- I- what is that even supposed to mean?” she expressed how flustered she was at her teammate's insinuation, but didn’t want to give her fuel for any more teasing.

“I’m just saying, we never know what you two are up to when you’re alone- I guess I’m just surprised you haven’t seen it already…” Lusher spoke once again teasingly before taking a long sip of her drink

“Hm… another experience I have with y/n that you don’t, better step up your game leader…” she smirked and chewed on her straw to stifle her laughter as Bada’s jaw clenched and she closed her eyes to take a deep breath. The older girl held her hand up and opened her mouth to say something, but quickly closed her hand into a tight fist and pursed her lips before deciding to just turn around and walk away, causing the three other members of team Bebe to burst out laughing again.

The leader didn’t get very far though before the monitors were turning on surprising everyone. All teams and their members turned to face the main screen, some still in the pool or nearby it, while others relaxed in the chairs and tents. The video that played shocked everyone, leaving them all gasping and excitedly chattering as Japanese-Filipino choreographer: Rie Hata appeared to give them their next mission.

“It’s time for you to begin the long-awaited Mega Crew Mission”

notes: lol... yeah😛

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#moth to a flame #street woman fighter 2 #bada lee #bada lee x reader #street woman fighter x reader #bada x reader

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Updated as of 6/30

The Eras Tour *Surprise Songs*

Taylor said her goal is to not repeat each show’s surprise songs so I thought it would be fun to track them as the tour goes on! Black strikethrough is included in the main set list. Purple strikethrough are included in the main set list but have been switched up at some show/s. Blue songs Taylor played but might be repeated due to messing up.

Taylor Swift

Tim McGraw (3/17) • Picture to Burn • Teardrops on My Guitar (5/5) • A Place in This World (4/22) • Cold as You (4/23) • The Outside • Tied Together with a Smile • Stay Beautiful• Should’ve Said No (5/19) • Mary’s Song (Oh My My My) • Our Song (3/24) • I’m Only Me When I’m with You (6/30) • Invisible (5/20) • A Perfectly Good Heart

Fearless

Fearless • Fifteen (5/6) • Love Story • Hey Stephen (5/14) • White Horse (3/25) • You Belong With Me • Breathe• Tell Me Why• You’re Not Sorry (4/21) • The Way I Loved You • Forever & Always (5/13) • The Best Day (5/14) • Change • Jump Then Fall (4/2) • Untouchable • Come In With The Rain • Superstar • The Other Side Of The Door (4/28) • You All Over Me (6/3) • Mr. Perfectly Fine (6/16) • We Were Happy • That’s When • Don’t You • Bye Bye Baby • Today was a fairytale (4/22)

Speak Now

Mine (5/7) • Sparks Fly (5/5) • Back To December • Speak Now (4/13, Taylor restarted part of the song but did not confirm it could be played again) • Dear John (6/24) • Mean (4/15) • The Story Of Us (6/17) • Never Grow Up • Enchanted • Better Than Revenge • Innocent• Haunted (6/9) • Last Kiss • Long Live • Ours (3/31) • If This Was A Movie (6/23) • Superman

Red

State Of Grace (3/18) • Red (5/21) • Treacherous (4/13) • I Knew You Were Trouble • All Too Well • 22 • I Almost Do (6/9) • We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together • Stay Stay Stay • The Last Time (6/16) • Holy Ground (5/27) • Sad Beautiful Tragic (3/31) • The Lucky One (4/2) • Everything Has Changed • Starlight • Begin Again (4/23) • The Moment I Knew (6/4) • Come Back… Be Here (5/12) • Girl At Home • Ronan • Better Man (5/19) • Nothing New • Babe • Message In A Bottle • I Bet You Think About Me (4/30) • Forever Winter • Run • The Very First Night • All Too Well – 10 Minute Version

1989

Welcome To New York (5/28) • Blank Space • Style • Out Of The Woods (5/6, Taylor confirmed it might be played again) • All You Had To Do Was Stay • Shake It Off • I Wish You Would (6/2) • Bad Blood • Wildest Dreams • How You Get The Girl (4/30) • This Love (5/13) • I Know Places • Clean (4/1, Taylor confirmed it might be played again, 5/28) • Wonderland (4/21) • You Are In Love • New Romantics

Reputation

…Ready For It? • End Game • I Did Something Bad • Don’t Blame Me • Delicate • Look What You Made Me Do • So It Goes… • Gorgeous (4/29) • Getaway Car (5/26) • King Of My Heart • Dancing With Our Hands Tied • Dress • This Is Why We Can’t Have Nice Things • Call It What You Want • New Year’s Day

Lover

I Forgot That You Existed • Cruel Summer • Lover • The Man • The Archer • I Think He Knows (5/21) • Miss Americana & The Heartbreak Prince • Paper Rings (6/23) • Cornelia Street • Death By A Thousand Cuts (4/1, Taylor confirmed it might be played again) • London Boy • Soon You’ll Get Better • False God (5/27) • You Need To Calm Down • Afterglow • Me! • It’s Nice To Have A Friend • Daylight (6/24) • All of the Girls You’ve Loved Before

Folklore

The 1 (replaced IS multiple shows) • Cardigan • The Last Great American Dynasty • Exile with Bon Iver • My Tears Ricochet • Mirrorball (3/17) • Seven (spoken, 6/17) • August • This Is Me Trying (3/18) • Illicit Affairs • Invisible String (replaced by T1 multiple shows) • Mad Woman (4/15) • Epiphany • Betty • Peace • Hoax • The Lakes (6/2)

Evermore

Willow • Champagne Problems • Gold Rush (5/12) • Tis The Damn Season • Tolerate It • No Body, No Crime • Happiness • Dorothea • Coney Island (4/28) • Ivy • Cowboy Like Me (3/25) • Long Story Short • Marjorie • Closure • Evermore (6/30) • Right Where You Left Me •It’s Time To Go

Midnights

On 4/14 Taylor changed the rule: ALL SONGS ON MIDNIGHTS MAY BE REPEATED. I’m adding the dates to the midnights surprise songs but they will remain in black text since they can be repeated.

Lavender Haze • Maroon (5/26) • Anti-Hero • Snow on the Beach (3/24) • You’re on Your Own, Kid (4/14) • Midnight Rain • Question…? (5/20) • Vigilante Shit • Bejeweled • Labyrinth • Karma • Sweet Nothing • Mastermind • The Great War (4/14) • Bigger Than the Whole Sky • Paris • High Infidelity (4/29) • Glitch • Would’ve, Could’ve, Should’ve (5/7) • Dear Reader • Hits Different (6/4)

Other

I don’t wanna live forever (6/3)

#reach out if I’m missing anything #eras tour #eras tour set list #surprise song #Taylor swift #taylor nation

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probablyhuntersmom · 7 months

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I hadn't spotted these a year ago:

Oh my god, guys???!!! Parallels:

2. These are the same face - the Depression Face.

It tugs at my heart like nothing else, because...

3. Oooh never paid attention to this:

4. These lil' guys were moving and animated while sleeping here, aww:

5. The screenshot below, to me, is foreshadowing that Hunter may have expressed his wish to study at Hexside...but once that wish is actually granted, he too is gonna be depressed - at school, specifically - for months, and frustrated that he simply cannot be enthusiastic about classes the way he initially hoped. He'll push and push himself and judge himself for why he "can't even" enjoy lessons he's supposed to be excited about:

6. Do you think they took Hunter to the zoo's bird hall, before he carved Waffles (I personally view it as a good element of exposure therapy)? :

7. People usually put the S1 screenshot of Luz drawing light glyphs, next to the one with Flapjack fading away...but I saw this too:

It makes me wanna chew extra recycled cardboard about Luz and Flapjack parallels, specifically. Because of what they both offered to the world, if you think about it:

8. If Camila went through an outfit change like this in her nightmare:

Imagine the mayhem of Hunter's many nightmares with his many outfits :S

9. A really good reference for how Hunter healed pre-timeskip, is this sequence, where the order has been altered a bit below:

(who knows, maybe Willow recorded a lot of vids of him on her scroll T___T)

10. Wow this sums up the show doesn't it:

11. Ugh you can't tell me that...they wouldn't have had a similar-ish mirror scene with Waffles and older Hunter to these, if we had a full S3 or more seasons:

Him approaching a mirror with no palisman beside him...I can't imagine how that was in those horrible months. (Maybe he does this before heading out to conduct a Palisman Adoption Day)

12. I feel really happy, confidently believing that he unlearned this body language:

in the presence of adults, especially his new parental figures. Coercive control wasn't a dominating theme in his life anymore. And while we didn't see it onscreen, he would've found the space to even initiate connection via physical touch with his parents, like what Luz naturally does here:

I say "physical touch" specifically, because to quote @idlescree's amazing video analyses, Hunter's own physical body - not just his mind - was the ultimate and most intimate battleground for Belos to exert control, by possessing Hunter and using him as a puppet in the most direct way possible. So for Hunter to get physically close to family to express love after Flapjack's death, in spite of terrible spooky thoughts that he might still gravely injure others...that isn't a small feat at all.

13. I think his casual sweater is a plain gold colour, and his cosplay outfit has its yellow colour: because he's still influenced by Belos.

The black of the wolf tee and in the cosplay, feel to me like foreshadowing of his post-possession grief. Even after Flapjack is gone, Hunter still thinks about Belos and is still walking around in the same cosplay outfit. His newfound freedom and healing is reflected in his timeskip design (calm midtones of orange and blue): when Belos has no more hold on him via a painful history. We would see a progression from the predominant darkness of the black colour to those peaceful midtones on his clothing.

14. Best one saved for last! It's a headcanon, but I draw a few connections. @childlikegoblinqueen and I were talking about him likely returning to the place where poor Flapjack was slain, even if it takes a number of years before he can do so. Waffles will be with him.

Imagine...instead of running frantically in the night:

he calmly strolls during a beautiful Halloween evening, with autumn leaves blowing in the wind once again:

There are no horrors awaiting him, and very importantly, he can believe that.

And he visits the spot at the lake, and puts his hand to his chest:

but for once, he can smile while doing that specific gesture. All the times that he has put a hand to his heart in the show, he wasn't smiling (link). He then leaves and then returns to his family (walking in the opposite direction of the portal above) to have an actually joyful Halloween celebration.

#for flapjack #Thanks to Them anniversary #the owl house #thanks to them

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Folks going "WHAT they made a show about the Fallout franchise?? I've been hearing people say Bethesda messed it up, but I haven't watched it myself, so I'm going to trust the word of other people -- some of which also haven't finished watching it" is driving me insane.

Being a hard core fan of something obviously brings with it a lot of passionate feelings when adaptations come into play. Of course, there's going to be people going "but in 8 episodes of the first ever season they made, they didn't explore Theme C or D, didn't introduce factions E and F and G, and because the source company is notorious for its scams, we and everyone else who's a TRUE fan should hate it".

The Amazon Original series Fallout follows the videogame franchise of the same name. It is a labour of love and you can tell by the attention to detail, the writing, the sets, and YES THE THEMES ARGUE WITH THE WALL. It's clearly fan service. I mean, the very characterisation of Lucy is a deadringer for someone playing a Fallout game for the first time. She embodies the innocent player whose expectations drastically change in a game that breaks your heart over and over again. Of course, she's also the vessel through which we explore a lot of themes, but I'll get to that.

There're some folks arguing that the show retcons the games, and I gotta say... for a website practically built on fandom culture, why are we so violently against the idea of someone basing an adaptation on a franchise that so easily lends itself to new and interesting interpretations? But to be frank, a lot of what AO's Fallout is not that new. We have: naive Vault dweller, sexy traumatised ghoul that people who aren't cowards will thirst over, and pathetic guy from a militaristic faction. We also have: total atomic annihilation, and literally in-world references to the games' lore and worldbuilding constantly (the way I was shaking my sister over seeing Grognark the Barbarian, Sugar Bombs, Cram, Stimpaks, and bags of RadAway was ridiculous). Oh, and the Red Rocket?? Best pal Dogmeat? I'm definitely outing myself as specifically a Fallout 4 player, but that's not the point you should be taking away from this.

The details, the references, and the new characters -- this show is practically SCREAMING "hey look, we did this for the fans, we hope you love it as much as we do". Who cares that the characters are new, they still hold the essence of ones we used to know! And they're still interesting, so goddamn bloody interesting. Their arcs mean so much to the story, and they're told in a genuinely intriguing way. This isn't just any videogame adaptation, this was gold. This sits near Netflix's Arcane: League of Legends level in videogame adaptation. Both series create new plots out of familiar worlds.

Of course, those who've done the work have already figured out AO's Fallout is not a retcon anyway. But even if it was, that shouldn't take away from the fact that this show is actually good. Not even just good, it's great.

Were some references a little shoe-horned in to the themes by the end of the show, such as with "War never changes"? Yes, I thought so. But I love how even with a new plot and characters, they're actually still exploring the same themes and staying true to the games. I've seen folks argue otherwise, but I truly disagree. The way capitalism poisons our world, represented primarily through The American Dream and the atomic age of the 45-50s that promoted the nuclear family dynamic -- it's there. If you think it's glorifying it by leaning so heavily into in the adaptation, I feel like you're not seeing it from the right angle. It's like saying Of Mice And Men by John Steinbeck glorifies the American Dream, when both this book and the Fallout franchise are criticisms of it. If you think about it, the post-apocalyptic world of Fallout is a graveyard to the American Dream. This criticism comes from the plots that are built into every Fallout story that I know of. The Vaults are literally constructed to be their own horror story just by their mere existence, what they stand for, what happens in each of them. The whole entire show is about the preservation of the wrong things leading to fucked up worlds and people. The missions of the Vaults are time and again proven to be fruitless, unethical, plain wrong. Lucy is our brainwashed character who believed in the veritable cult she lived in before she found out the truth.

So then consider the Brotherhood of Steel. I really don't think it exists in the story to glorify the military. We see just how much the Brotherhood has brainwashed people like Max (also, anything ominously named something like "the Brotherhood" should raise eyebrows). Personally, I don't like Max, but I am intrigued by his characterisation. I thought the end of his arc was rushed the way he "came good" basically, but [SPOILERS] having him embraced as a knight in the Brotherhood at the end against his will -- finally getting something he always wanted -- and him grimly accepting it from all that we can tell? Him having that destiny forced upon him now that he's swaying? After he defected? If his storyline is meant to be a tragedy, it wouldn't surprise me, because Fallout is rife with tragedies anyway. And a tragedy would also be a criticism of the military. That's what Max's entire arc is. It goes from the microcosm focusing on the cycle of bullying between soldiers to the macro-environment where Max is being forced to continue a cycle of violence against humanity he doesn't want to anymore because a world driven to extremes forces him to choose it to survive (not to mention what a cult and no family would do to his psyche). Let's not forget what the Brotherhood's rules are: humankind is supreme. Mutants, ghouls, synths, and robots are abominations to be hated and destroyed. If you can't draw the parallels to the real world, you need to retake history and literature classes. The Brotherhood is also about preserving the wrong things, like the Vaults (like the Enclave, really). They just came about through different method. The Enclave is capitalism and twisted greed in a world where money barely exists anymore. The Brotherhood is, well, fascism plain and simple.

Are these the only factions in the Fallout franchise? Hell no. But if you're mad about that -- that they're the main ones explored, apart from the NCR -- I think you're missing the point. These themes, these reminders, are highly relevant in the current climate. In fact, I almost think they always will be relevant unless we undergo drastic change. On the surface-level, Fallout seems like the American ideal complete with guns blazing that guys in their basements jerk off to. Under that surface, is a mind-fuck story about almost the entire opposite: it's a deconstruction of American ideals that are held so closely by some, and the way that key notion of freedom gets twisted, and you're shooting a guy in-game because it's more merciful than what the world had in store for him.

I mean, the ghoul's a fucking cowboy from the wild west character he used to play in Hollywood glam and his wife was one of the people who helped blow up America in the name of capitalism and "peace". There are so many layers of this to explore, I'd need several days to try and keep track and go through it all.

The Amazon Prime show is a testament to the Fallout franchise. The message, the themes? They were not messed up or muddled or anything of the sort, in my opinion.

As for Todd Howard, that Bethesda guy, I'm sure there's perfectly valid reasons to hate him. I mean, I've hated people for a lot less valid reasons, and that's valid. We all got our feelings. But the show is about more than just him. My advice is to keep that in mind when you're judging it.

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STAYING DOWN | s.kerr

summary: you and sam kerr are on-pitch rivals, but when you're teammate hurts sam during a game, you're the first one on the ground with her (or.. 4 times you watched sam hurt on the ground, +1 time you helped her up) [1.8k words]

pairing: on-pitch rival!reader x sam kerr

notes: I love this one a lot..

(1) 2015, FIFA Women’s World Cup - Group Stage

“did you like that one, l/n?” god, you thought. she’s insufferable. you watched as she celebrated with her team, green and gold flooded the box. it was no secret that you couldn’t stand sam kerr. the whole world knew practically, and watching her celebrate a goal whilst looking directly at you just made you hate her even more.

“piss off” you shook your head as she jogged pass you to reset play.

“oooh” she chuckled at you, her smirk only growing, “feisty today, are we?”

commentator voiceover JP DELLACAMERA: ooh, we can see on-pitch rivals y/n l/n and sam kerr having a few words with each other after l/n just scored her goal

JACQUI OATLEY: i think they’re constantly having words if i’m honest

JP DELLACAMERA: it seems that way, doesn’t it? Kerr and l/n are one of the most interesting pairs to see on the pitch in my opinion

JACQUI OATLEY: no i completely agree, i love seeing how they egg each other on; very entertaining

JP DELLACAMERA: seeing them play each other at arsenal and chelsea, but then seeing them on a national level is just great football

JACQUI OATLEY: it’s funny to me, both great goal scorers, but they somehow always find a way to be next to each other on the pitch

JP DELLACAMERA: sweden taking a corner now… and rubensson sends it into the box and y/n l/n headers it into goal!

JACQUI OATLEY: phenomenal work from the young swede

you threw your hands in the air as sofia lifted you up. you turned around to see sam, on the ground, knocked down from the commotion in the box, with a frown etched on her face. you grinned down at her with a chuckle and shouted, “that was for you, kerr!”.

(2) 2016, WSL Season Chelsea vs Arsenal

commentator voiceover IZZY CHRISTIANSE: and sam kerr scores her third goal against arsenal! and it’s a hat-trick for sam kerr!

PIEN MEULENSTEEN: ooh! and she’s collided just outside the goals with arsenal player, y/n l/n IZZY CHRISTIANSE: looks like they hit each other pretty hard at the hips there.. kerr and l/n are both down

you groaned clutching at your hip bone. “will you watch where you’re going!” you looked over at who banged into you, of course it was her.

“you right?” she winced, holding onto her own hip.

“no thanks to you” you spat at her.

sam threw her head back in pain, “oh fuck” she hissed. you heard someone come up behind you/

“you okay, y/n?” they wrapped their arms underneath your armpits and pulled you up. it was caitlin. you were thankful to be back up on your feet, you muttered a quick thank you whilst you rubbed at your hip. “sam?” she asked her matildas teammate. caitlin always tried to be a neutral force when it came to you both, the two of you too strong willed not to butt-heads on the pitch.

“i’m good” she nodded, still groaning.

“i’ll get the trainers” catilin said before flagging over the chelsea trainers, who were already on their way out.

“come on,” caitlin patted you on the back before walking back to the centre with you. you rolled your eyes, hearing sam groan behind you. she crashed into you, and she’s complaining? figures.

(3) 2017, Algarve Cup Group Stage

you and sam were both gunning for the ball. she was behind you, trying to get the ball out from underneath you. you tried your best to hold it, but didn’t have to try for much longer as sam fell to the ground clutching her ankle. “fuck, fuck, fuck” she winced.

you turned around, holding on the ball under your foot. you contemplated helping her up, making sure she was alright.

“y/n!” but your teammate, lotta, was shouting at you as she had set up her position. “run down!” she shouted to you. you got the ball moving again, shaking off steph catley, ignoring sam’s cries in the background.

commentator voiceover JACQUI OATLEY: looks like y/n was a little concerned for sam kerr there

JP DELLACAMERA: that’s a surprise to me

JACQUI OATLEY: l/n crosses the ball in to schelin and it’s a goal!

JP DELLACAMERA: great assist from l/n there JACQUI OATLEY: and even better shooting from schelin

JP DELLACAMERA: a great duo those two

(4) 2022, Sweden vs Australia Women's Friendlies

“that’s two, y/n” caitlin grinned at you as she came off the high from her second goal of the game.

you chuckled and shook your head, trying to suppress your grin. “shut up caitlin, you’re a show-off” you laughed. you weren’t too fired up this game. your team hadn’t managed to score yet, but the matildas were playing better than you- they deserved to win the friendly.

“and i love every second of it” she grinned.

“i’ve got next caitlin” her voice came out of nowhere, but once you saw her your mood was ruined. sam was jogging past you both with a big grin on her face.

“yeah, sure” you scoffed, heading back to your side of the pitch. it took sam only five minutes of play to score.

“that was for you!” she sang to you, running straight past where you watched her score. you rolled your eyes, your friendly spirit that had been present in this game was officially ruined.

commentator voiceover JACQUI OATLEY: and kerr has scored on chelsea teammate zećira mušović, getting the matildas third goal for the game, with Sweden still sitting at zero. ooh, kerr has stopped celebrating. she looks to be a little bit of pain.

JP DELLACAMERA: she’s had a few troubles with her calf, hopefully it’s nothing”

“you good?” you watched as sam limped back to her position as the game reset.

“agh, shit” she hissed through her teeth, “my calf has been playing up” she admitted, giving it a quick rub.

“do you need a trainer?” you asked her. you stammered before adding, “y-you’re taking up my space on the pitch”.

“nah, no” sam sighed, shaking her hands as she stood up straight again, “just give me a second”.

“are you sure?” you asked

sam raised her eyebrows at you before taking a deep breath, “careful, l/n.. kinda sounds like you care”

“you’re on my half of the pitch” you almost erupted at her accusation, “get moving” you shooed her away.

(+1) 2023, FIFA Women’s World Cup Bronze Medal Match

it was the seventy-fifth minute when you watched her go down. magdelena’s tackle was brutal, you waited for the whistle to sound, but it never came. game resumed play and mags was off running with the ball as sam was on the ground clutching her calf in pain.

you jogged over to her, “are you okay?” you asked.

“fuck!” she cried, panting through the pain.

“stop time!” you turned around and called down to the referee, but she just ignored you and continued watching play. “hey!” you called again.

“holy shit,” sam put her head on the ground, still holding her leg close.

you looked around for help, and saw the matilda’s physio running out onto the pitch to see sam. “the physio is coming” you told her, “hold on a second”.

“hey! call time!” you screamed down the pitch again, “fucking hell, she’s hurt!”

“hey,” you watched as z held onto the ball in the box, stopping play herself. the referee finally officially stopped play and began to walk down towards yourself and sam. “she’s been down for at least a minute, you are supposed to stop play!” you shouted, “what kinda refereeing is that? bullshit”

you stayed close while the physios tried to get sam onto her feet. you knew she had just come back from injury, she was doing too much. sure, you didn’t like her. but you couldn’t help but feel inclined to make sure she was alright.

and for some obsurd reason, the feeling was still there even after the final whistle blew and you had won a bronze medal.

you found sam sitting on the pitch, her head in her hands. you hesitated before crouching down next to her, “i’m sorry about the loss” you said, holding your hand out for her.

sam looked defeated as she saw who it was, “you deserved to win” she sighed, shaking your hand.

“you did lots of great work for football sam” you admitted. you took a deep breath before continuing, “is your calf okay?”.

“it’ll be fine” she nodded. you noticed the tears in her eyes, “thanks” she whispered.

“good game” you said, before standing up and heading off.

sam sighed, “you too”.

alanna headed over to check on her captain, just having watched the exchange between you and sam. “what did she want?” your rivalry was no secret, everyone knew that you both weren’t opposed to having words after a tough game.

“to see if i was okay” sam’s tone whilst still defeated, had a hint of surprise buried beneath it.

“yeah alright” alanna scoffed, holding out her hand to help sam onto her feet, “comes over to you after we’ve lost, sounds about right”

the night had wound down for the matildas. sure, they had an afterparty to go to, but there were lots of tired girls walking the ground.

“i’m gonna sleep on the bus before we have to go out” sam chuckled, zipping up her puffer jacket. “i’m ready to party” macca chuckled, giving sam a little nudge.

“it’s a constant emotion for her” alanna laughed.

“shut up, i-“ mackenzie was cut off, your voice peaking the trio’s interest. they saw you over by the sweden bus, particularly close to your teammate, a sour look on your face.

“what the hell what that about?” you asked. “what do you mean?” mags chuckled.

your eyes widened in shock, “i mean what you did to her was totally illegal”.

“it’s football, y/n” she said simply, trying to walk onto the bus.

“that is not football and you know it” you stopped her in her tracks, continuing your conversation. “we were already up, you didn’t have to do that” you said.

“sam is a tough girl, she’ll be fine” magda didn’t seem particularly remorseful, especially not after injuring her own teammate at chelsea. “you know she just came back from injury, going after her calf like that is just not alright” you shook your head at her

“i didn’t ‘go after’ her calf-“

you cut her off, “could’ve fooled me” you laughed.

“you know what, y/n-”

“girls that’s enough!” your coach cut you both off, “we just won a bronze medal, care to cool off a little bit” she raised her voice at you both.

“don’t play dirty,” you finished, pushing past her to get onto the bus.

“rich coming from you” she said, “last season you hated her, what’s changed?”.

you paused before answering, “nothing.. i just prefer to play by the rules” you lied.

“what the fuck?” alanna whispered, shocked by your change in demeanour.

“that was.. strangely nice of her?” macca looked to sam.

“i know” sam furrowed her brows, “what the hell”

“a change of heart maybe?” alanna chuckled jokingly.

“who knows” sam shrugged. maybe you two could get along after all.

#one shots . * • .#sam kerr x reader #sam kerr one shot #sam kerr imagine #woso imagine #woso one shot #woso x reader

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midnight love – Anthony Beauvillier

Summary: Hannah was ready to accept her fate as second choice, but a newcomer just entered the picture

Author’s Note: Oh my god I've been working through this for so long and then bam that trade happens. And changed how I was going to end this so I'm a bit distraught.

Word Count: 3.9k

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I can't be your midnight love When your silver is my gold

She wishes she had enough of a backbone to disappoint people, if only in self-preservation. But no, instead Hannah is spending another night as a stand in.

It’s not like these people aren’t her friends, but there’s a hierarchy; they’re Brock’s friends and teammates first, then Cora’s friends and fellow significant others, then at the bottom of the list is Hannah.

At least it’s just a team dinner, not some event where she has to explain over and over again that no, she is not Brock’s girlfriend, just a friend. Usually throw in a joke about taking advantage of an open bar or nice dinner.

His real girlfriend is prettier and more talented, just busy with her emergency medicine residency. Hannah is just a placeholder so he doesn’t have to go somewhere alone.

Don’t worry, Brock isn’t slumming it with the plain-looking girl who works in a fish market.

He’s with Cora: head cheerleader and prom queen in high school, first in her class in college and med school, Miss British Columbia who probably would have been Miss Canada if she wasn’t too busy studying to be a fucking doctor.

Hannah’s only a little bitter.

To be fair, she did it to herself. She spent her whole life as Cora’s less-than-impressive sidekick, she should have seen it coming.

Hannah should have thought twice before introducing Cora to Brock, should have known Cora would charm him and ask him out before Hannah could even tell her how she felt about him. And then it was a year and a half of worming her way into Brock’s heart down the drain.

Brock and Cora are good match. They look like a Barbie and Ken set and then they’re personable and kind on top of it.

Still, Brock can’t seem to take Hannah off a pedestal. It’s a little lower than Cora’s, but a pedestal nonetheless. Maybe if she jumps off, it will put her out of her misery.

“You’re Brock’s girlfriend? The doctor?”

Hannah’s head snaps up from stabbing the cherry in her drink, to see a new face. Anthony Beauvillier, her brain supplies.

“Oh no, just a friend filling in,” she bites back her initial reaction of a barking laugh, “You’re Anthony, welcome to Vancouver.”

“Thanks, so just a friend, what’s your name?”

“Oh, right, Hannah.”

“Hannah since you’re here and not a significant other, I can assume you know all the dirt.”

Hannah blushes under his gaze. His eyes are so blue she can’t seem to keep direct eye contact. So, they keep drifting to his hair, she hadn’t realized he had such soft looking locks since she mostly had seen him on TV with a helmet.

“I guess, what do you want to know?”

She tries to be coy; she definitely knows more than most. She’s so present but so unassuming she guesses she must be easy to open up to.

“Is it really a big deal that Petey brought around a girl?”

“There hasn’t been a lot of exciting off-ice news this season. But I’ve known him for almost 4 years and I’ve barely seen him flirt with a girl, so to bring a girlfriend is kind of big deal. Although between you and me I think he’s been hung up on her for a while.”

Anthony nods.

“The only thing before this was Quinn broke up with his girlfriend from back home and then just started showing up with a new girlfriend like a month later. But Samantha has been accepted into the fold so it’s not really gossip anymore.”

“You really do know the low down.”

“I can’t give you much on-ice info, but off-ice dynamics, I’m your woman.”

He gives her a crooked smile and starts to say something, when a hand grabs her elbow a bit too tight.

“Dinner is starting, I got us seats,” Brock tugs her towards the table that’s filling up.

“Nice talking to you Anthony,” she gently pulls her arm out of Brocks grip.

“Yeah, let’s do it again sometime.”

∫∫∫

“You smell like fish,” Cora says as Hannah sits down next her in the stands.

She pulls up her collar and gives it a sniff, she doesn’t smell anything, “I changed before I came here.”

“I think it’s just embedded itself into your skin at this point.”

“You smelled like a barn when we met and I still became your friend, even though everyone said you smelled like horse butt.”

“Well, the tables have turned and now you’re the stinky friend.”

“Fuck off,” Hannah laughs and flips her friend off.

Cora reaches in her purse for a tiny spray bottle of perfume, “I got you covered my fishy friend,” she gives her a spritz.

“Did I miss anything interesting?”

“I just got here, like 10 minutes before you. Had a last-minute surgery.”

“So, we were both working with guts before we came.”

“Yeah, and hopefully after this, number six will be rearranging my guts.”

Hannah laughs, but it’s hollow. They’ve been together long enough it shouldn’t still sting, but somehow it does.

Thankfully, there’s a big hit on the ice to shift their focus.

“The new guy is pretty cute,” Cora says when play settles.

“Anthony?”

“Yeah, you met him at that dinner thing, right?”

The tone in Cora’s voice makes it clear that she knows something Hannah doesn’t. That she’s toying with her food.

“Mm-hmm, he seems nice.”

“Brock said he was flirting with you. He was all worked up about it too, like ‘this new guy comes in and just charms the first girl he sees, what if Hannah was my girlfriend?’”

Hannah forces herself to focus on the puck traveling down the ice. She can’t look at Cora, let her see something she might jump on

The puck is blown dead, icing, and Hannah tries to keep her face blank when she turns, “He was just trying to meet the group and be friendly.”

“That’s what I tried to tell him. Why would he be trying to flirt with you?”

Hannah bites her tongue, she knows Cora means why would he be flirting with someone at a team dinner, when most women there would be taken. It doesn’t mean it’s any less hurtful. Like Cora isn’t digging her finger into the soft flesh of her biggest insecurities.

“Brock’s just protective of what’s his,” Cora adds like that’s not another sharp jab.

A wave of nausea rolls over Hannah.

The boys win by one in a mostly winless season, which is good reason to go out and celebrate. Hannah is wrangled into one of Cora’s dresses, and doused in her perfume, and dragged to a club.

One out of three of those things is Hannah’s choice.

“You smell nice,” Brock leans over to whisper in her ear, reaching across her body to steal a gulp from her drink.

Her body involuntarily flushes, like it always does when Brock casually invades her space. So completely unaware of the effect he has on her.

“I smell like your girlfriend,” she hates the way her voice wavers.

“Where is she anyway?” He stares out into the crowd, arm casually thrown over Hannah’s shoulder.

“Dancing with some of the girlfriends,” she waves in the direction the group went.

“Not like you to not join in,” he gives her a smile that used to be reserved for her only.

“It’s been a long day,” she shrugs, “which reminds me, Cora said certain things that mean if I want a good night’s sleep, bring her back to your place.”

“So, I’m scoring off the ice too?”

Hannah gags, “second star on and off the ice.”

Brock laughs and gives her gentle shove.

“I’m gonna get a drink, need a refill?”

Hannah gives him a thumbs up.

She watches him walk towards the bar and Cora appear out of thin air to wrap herself around him. Hannah knows she’ll be waiting on that drink forever.

“Looked like you could use a refill,” a solid wall of warmth slides up next to her, a drink placed in front of her.

She should have been expecting it to be Anthony, but she’s surprised. A warm feeling rolling over her thinking about how Brock thought he was flirting.

“Thanks, Brock’s useless,” she holds up the glass in cheers and takes a sip.

Over the rim of the glass, she catches two blondes sucking face, having their foreplay in front of everyone.

“Do you want to get out of here?” She blurts without thinking of the implication, maybe not caring.

Anthony gapes at her forwardness before Hannah’s brain catches up, “Like to a quieter bar?”

“Sure.”

Hannah takes him to a dive bar, where they drink crappy beer in tall boys and play darts. She’s too dressed up for the location but it doesn’t matter, they only have eyes for each other.

“You worked on a crabbing boat?” Anthony asks incredulously.

The alcohol is already having her run hot, but the focus from Anthony- or Tito or Beau as he said people call him- feels like a direct sunray. She’s the listener not the talker. Yet, there’s something disarming about Anthony, makes her walls fall away, makes her want to talk as much as she listens.

“Yeah, it was a quick way to make a lot of money in a few months, and it was exciting. There aren’t a lot of crabs the past few years so I haven’t had a chance to go back. And I’m not very smart so I have limited options.”

“You’re talking to a hockey player, I’m also not very smart and have limited options.”

“That’s probably explains why Brock and I became such good friends, although he did go to some college,” she grins and throws her last dart.

Anthony doesn’t make a move to start his turn, “so you and Brock were never–“ he cuts himself off with a throw.

“More than friends?” Hannah supplies.

“Yeah,” Anthony visibly tinges pink even in the darkened bar.

Hannah can’t quite vocalize her answer, worried the timbre of her voice will give away all the thoughts and feelings she’s been hiding. She shakes her head instead.

“If Brock was being weird, I think he was just vetting you. As a teammate and if you were worth my affections or something. Not that you were actually flirting with me.”

“I was,” Anthony looks her straight on, no doubt on his face or in his voice.

Something snaps inside Hannah, bursting red-hot in her veins. She’s not going to sit back and wait this time; she’s going to lean into what she’s feeling and grab it tight.

She drags Anthony towards to the back of the bar, pushing him into the bathroom and pushing him against the door once inside. She feels a little depraved, but she drives through the feeling and kisses Anthony.

He’s quick to kiss back, tongue slipping past her lips, gentling her erratic movements. He grabs her hips gently, but firm. He’s a wave of cold water crashing into her molten lava body. Nature in symbiosis.

“I don’t normally do this,” she says between kisses.

He moves his hands up to her waist, he doesn’t stop kissing her, just moves down her jaw closer to her ear, “and this is what you want?”

He sinks in his teeth into the hinge of her jaw, she gasps.

“I want–“ her voice is shaky.

She doesn’t know how to say it or ask for it. She just wants the light of his attention, on her, his whole-hearted focus directed at only her, like no one else exists.

“Cause I want more than a bathroom hookup, but I’ll take what I can get,” she can feel his smile against her skin.

There’s a bang on the door then someone yells, “You don’t have to go, but you can’t stay here!”

It’s like being dunked in the ice-cold Pacific.

She gives him one more peck, “Another time?”

∫∫∫

They find themselves in another bathroom, this time in Demko’s house while the team has a party. Hannah on the counter and Anthony in a vice grip between her knees.

“Sorry, couldn’t wait until after the party.”

Hannah can’t hold back her smile. Hasn’t been for almost two weeks now. They hadn’t seen each other again, but had been texting. If Cora asks, she says it’s Brock being stupid. If Brock asks, she says it’s Cora being dramatic.

“I like it,” digging her fingers into his hair, it’s as soft as it looks.

“But we can’t take too long,” she adds, though she doesn’t kiss like someone with an exit plan.

“I’ll take my time tonight,” he whispers against her lips.

Voices drift closer to the door when they finally decide to peel apart. Hannah fixes where she mussed his hair as best she can, before peeking to see if the coast is clear.

She makes her way through the kitchen to casually grab a drink and slides up next to Cora and her conversation with the other better halves.

She’s trying to ease herself into the conversation but her mind is elsewhere. In the future and whatever tonight is going to be and in the present glancing over to see Anthony trying to do the same.

Cora elbows her before leaning in, “Classic hot mess Hannah.”

“What?”

“Your very dumb, signature move,” Cora grins, “you forgot to wipe your lipstick off his mouth before you reintegrated back into society.”

Hannah tries to casually glance back at Anthony, he looks towards her at the same time and grins. His lips a shade too pink to be natural. Hannah mimes wiping her lips with the back of her hand, hoping he’ll get the message.

“You dirty girl, I’d recognize that nude berry on any boy’s lips, which honestly let me find you a new color, you’ve been using that for like a decade now.”

Hannah tries to smile through her worry, but Cora knows her well enough to see through it.

“I’m very proud of you for getting him while the getting’s hot, but if you’re worried about me telling Brocky babe or something, don’t worry, secret’s safe with me,” she zips her lips and throws the key over her shoulder.

The giddy nerves in her stomach start fighting the anxious nerves in her stomach.

A heavy arm drapes over Hannah’s shoulder, “There you are, Cora said she saw you but I couldn’t find you anywhere.”

That’s the thing, Hannah trusts Cora to keep a secret, she doesn’t quite trust herself.

“Almost feels like you’ve been hiding from me,” Brock laughs at the thought.

Cora joins in and gives Hannah a desperate look to join in as well, Hannah can feel her own laugh is too erratic, but Brock doesn’t seem phased.

“Babe, she’s allowed to have her own life, she’s not just our personal third wheel,” Cora pulls him into her own side.

“Technically Cora, you’re the third wheel to our friendship,” he grins and gives her a peck.

Hannah feels nauseous.

“Oh honey, you’re the third wheel to Hannah and I’s friendship, it’s been around the longest.”

They’re not even acting like Hannah is involved in this conversation, she takes the opportunity to duck out. She grabs another a drink and goes out to the unused balcony. It’s still too cold to hang out there at night, the air is the kind of wet-cold that you can feel in every breath.

“How long have you been in love with Brock?”

Hannah jumps at his voice, barely managing to keep a hold on her bottle of beer.

“I’m not really in love with him anymore,” there’s no use in lying if she’s that transparent.

“Is that why this all secretive?”

Anthony’s eyes are so big, endless blue that Hannah isn’t sure how to read. She wants to learn.

She has reasons lined up: she doesn’t want to effect team chemistry, doesn’t want to ruin her friendships if this goes south, doesn’t want to fall in love with another hockey player.

But all those reasons are logical and rational. And this is emotional in a way she’s not sure she can find room for in her body.

“It’s nice to have something that’s just mine,” she furrows her brow, feels like it’s not quite what she means.

“I’m not the smartest or the prettiest or the most anything, I’m just Hannah. But you act like that’s enough. I’m not just a consolation prize or silver you’re settling for because you can’t have gold.”

Anthony doesn’t say anything for a long time, Hannah feels like maybe they froze outside.

Then he takes a step forward, cupping her face with hands so warm they burn her cheeks. He kisses her slowly; Hannah doesn’t think anyone has ever kissed her like this. Like she’s something precious, worth savoring.

He pulls away and smirks, “I’ve kind of been wishing for silver my whole life.”

“Jesus Christ, is that a Stanley Cup joke?” her smile grows so big it swallows her face.

“Like I’ve said I’m not that smart or that clever either.”

Hannah just has to kiss that stupid smile off his face, not caring who can see them through the windows.

∫∫∫

Brock is pissed.

He acts like everyone doesn’t know what it’s about. Like they don’t notice the glares he sends Beau when he walks into the locker room or how his knuckles go white around a beer bottle when he sees Hannah dance with Anthony at club.

They all let him sulk for a week, without saying anything.

Teammates start to chirp him when it lasts longer.

It comes to a head when Brock goes to a team event alone and brings his mood home to Cora.

“You’re not even his ex or something,” Cora is pretending to be the slowest customer of all time at the fish counter while she complains.

Hannah sort of wishes it was a rush so she could usher her friend away, she’s so over dealing with Brock. The jealousy that she would have killed for a few months ago is starting to become overkill and Hannah kind find it in her to be bothered.

It’s funny that the first time she’s all Brock can think about, is also the first time she doesn’t give a shit about it.

“He’s never had to share you with someone else and now I’m like invisible or something.”

That make Hannah pause.

In all the years she’s known Cora she’s the never been self-conscious, never had a reason to be.

She has to bite back the spiteful smile, it’s nice to be reminded that Cora is a mere mortal too.

“I’ll talk to him, can’t have you feeling lesser than me.”

Cora scoffs, “Hey, don’t talk about my best friend like that.”

Hannah rolls her eyes.

“I’m serious bitch, I don’t know why it took so long for it to get through your head, but I’m glad someone finally makes you feel on top of the world.”

The next night Hannah and Anthony are at Brock’s door.

He opens the door and almost shuts it in their face, but Hannah catches the door with her foot and shoves Anthony through the door.

“It’s an ambush babe,” Cora squeezes Brock shoulders, trying to make him unclench an iota.

“I come bearing the traditional British Columbian peace offering, a fillet of fish,” she nobly holds out the wrapped package in her arms.

Brock almost cracks smile.

“Brocky babe, why don’t you help her prep the fish and I will fix Beau here a drink.”

Hannah drags him into the kitchen before he can argue or pout.

She doesn’t really need prep; she knows her way around the kitchen already and the recipe like the back of her hand.

She pulls out a knife and points it at Brock.

“I’ll let you be upset for the time it takes me to cook this fish, and then you’re going to snap out of it.”

She gets to work, “You love Cora, you love that she loves hiking and boating and your dogs. You love that she’s as passionate about her job as you are. You love that she moved the fucking earth to make your dad passing as easy as possible for you.”

Brock’s face is set in stone.

“So why the fuck are you so bent out of shape about me dating someone, to the point where your perfect girlfriend is jealous of me?”

“Of all the people in the world you had to go for one of my teammates? What if something happens and I can’t even think of passing to him or it makes things weird with my teammates.” Brock snaps.

“Cause you’re doing a great job of that right now, Petey says he’s worried you’ll throw a punch soon.”

“Were you just using me until you could land the right hockey player?”

“Not everything I do is about you Brock. Sorry I let you think that for so long.”

She throws some of the fish in the hot pan, it sizzles like her nerves.

“I’m sorry it happened this way, it’s the last thing I would purposely try to do. But can’t you tell how happy he makes me?”

She feels her tears start to fall, hot and heavy. They’ve been locked and loaded for years.

“You didn’t want me when we met all those years ago, and that hurt. And then you fell for my best friend like instantly, and that hurt worse. You don’t want me that way, so you don’t get to be mad that someone else does.”

Brock looks like he might cry, too.

“I love being your best friend. I love your dumb jokes and you’re stupid fucking laugh. But I can find that somewhere else if you can’t accept this.”

Brock squeezes her tight, she can feel his tears on the crown of her head.

“I want what’s best for you,” he pulls away, “sorry I have a dumb way of showing it, is there any way I can make it up to you?”

“Pay my rent when you ask Cora to move in?”

Brock lets out one of his stupid fucking laughs, “maybe by next season you’ll also have a new place to live.”

Hannah shoves him away and plates the last of the fish, “the instant acceptance is appreciated, but let’s not get ahead of ourselves.”

She goes to the dining room where the others are waiting with bated breath, pretending like they weren’t eavesdroping on the whole conversation.

“Hope you guys are ready for some tear-brined salmon for this very emotional and awkward double date.”

Anthony takes her hand when she sits down, she can’t help but kiss him. She likes the view off her pedestal.

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Misunderstandings Part 1

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader (18+) Wordcount: around 1.5k

Genre: New to working together au. Cold playboy au. Future something au.

WARNING: This story contains some bad words/strong language! Contains also spicy scenes, so please be aware before reading it.

It has been a week since my team started working with Yoongi, the week had been filled with meetings about coordination between the teams, some of the meetings were one on one basically so I could get a sense of what he expected from me during this 5 weeks, it was fairly easy to agree on the way we could handle things, starting from the fact that I would have to be available 24/7 just in case I was needed! I had been going home around 8pm every day and always kept my phone on me with the ringer.

Yoongi was going to be in the studio all day tomorrow, which meant I didn't have to go into the office so I decided to relax tonight, took a long shower, moisturized and did my relaxing ritual, put on a grey tank top, no bra and some shorts, wrapped my long wavy dark hair in a towel and walked to the kitchen.

I make sure the bottle of Sauvignon blank that I bought on my way home was cold and put out two wine glasses, one for me and one for my girl best friend Josie, she is on her way over so we can gossip and watch reality shows. Josie has been my best friend since middle school, fun fact her fiancé is also my best friend. Even bigger fun fact, I had been on a date with Zion when we were in college but we quickly agreed that a friendship was the thing for us, I introduced them during one of Josie's visits on campus and now 4 years later they are just a few months away from getting married.

I hear her emergency key to my apartment in the lock and start preparing the popcorn.

"Zion is driving me crazy!!" she says with an exasperated tone while closing the front door.

I laugh at her facial expression, she is going for annoyed but it looks cute on her.

"Hello to you too... what did he do now?"

"He keeps changing our funny dance for the wedding!"

"you mean your first dance?" I say with a confused face while pouring the wine and handing her a glass.

she takes a big sip "Nono, 'Cant help falling in love' is still our song but he saw online that people like doing some funny dance trend after and You know I'm not good at dancing."

Josie comes from a rich conservative family, she is very classy and polished, never late and never a hair out of place, so I was surprised when she told me she was in love with Zion, his style very much the opposite of her but both with a heart of gold.

I laugh at the thought of Josie dancing some TikTok challenge.

"Oh josie...you are a great dancer, just not with the new stuff!" i try to comfort her and we walk to the couch.

We are under the fluffy blankets watching our third episode of love island UK season 10, we had finished the USA one a couple of weeks ago. Suddenly my phone starts ringing, the word OFFICE written in the screen, I look at the time "11:34 pm". Josie and I look at each other with confusion in our faces, she pauses the show and I shake my head trying to shake the 2 glasses of wine off my system and then proceed to answer the call.

"Hello (Y/N), this is the security from the building, sorry for calling you so late, Mr. Min is here at the office trying to access the studio but he had left his keys inside and the other copy isㅡ"

"is in my bag!" I say simultaneously facepalming my face. "I will be there in 15 minutes" luckily I don't live far away from it.

Hanging up I rush to the room, put a pair of skinny jeans on, my classic vans and put my hair on a messy ponytail. The taxi Josie had called for me was here already so I rushed out of the door telling her I would be back soon.

7 minutes later I was in front of my building, greeted the security and proceeded to the 19th floor, were the studio is. Yoongi is waiting right in front of the elevator doors when they open and I get surprised to see him in his very relaxed outfit. Hair covering his gorgeous forehead, his phone in one hand and the other one in his pocket, his eyes rise up to meet mine and I smile at him. We start walking to the elevator, he is behind me and I don't know if its his presence or the wine but I feel my cheeks heating up and warmth running through me. I open the door for him and try to hand the keys to him.

"do you want to come in for a while?" he asks with a blank expression.

"mmm sure." dammit, I am supposed to be just dropping the keys off.

I walk past him and he closes the door behind us. Its a normal studio, with little touches of him, a couple of basketball gadgets and some posters, a couch with some pretty purple cushions and a blanket, he had made it his own.

"would you like some more wine?" his question takes my attention out of looking around his studio.

"mmm sure. thank you. Waitㅡ 'more'?" my face expressing my confusion.

He has a small smile on his face while pouring me a glass "yeah, more! I noticed you have a slight scent of wine on you, so you must have been drinking some before coming here".

aww, he was smelling meㅡ Stop. waitㅡ oh my god did that mean I smell of alcohol?. oh God, that's not very professional.

"hey, its not a problem you know. I like wine, so you know... you smell good" his words snapping me out of my small mental freak out. "plus, you weren't even supposed to be coming here so don't worry about it." he hands me the glass of wine.

We've been seated on his couch and talking casually about the things we like and our passions for a couple of hours now, I feel really comfortable around him and he seems comfortable around me! He said something funny and I pushed his leg in a jokingly manner but when I tried to retrieve my hand he grabbed it pulling me closer to him, we stopped laughing suddenly and stared into each others eyes, he bit his bottom lip and shacked his head no subtly, like if he was shaking away a thought. His eyes started roaming my frame and My heartbeat accelerated once I noticed where his gaze had stopped.

My nipples were hard and he could see their outline through my tank top. Shit!!! I didn't put on bra. I should say goodnight and walk away but why aren't my legs moving?! I feel warmth spreading through my thighs.

"It's late!" He suddenly gets up and it startles me. "Maybe you should go home!"

"huh? maybe you should go home!" I say with defiance, -why cant i just shut up-.

"(Y/N)!" -my name sounds so good in his voice- "You are drunk and I'm afraid you will regret any decision we take after this point!"

He is making sense, he has a point, plus we are working together, we need to maintain a professional relationship so I get up and start walking past him and towards the door, I say goodbye and walk to the elevator. Pressing the button to call the elevator I realize that my keycard to leave the building is in my bag with my phone and my house keys -damm it- I walk back to the studio where Yoongi hadn't closed the door yet for some reason and when his eyes reached mine, I swear there was a little hope in them. I walked past him again and grabbed my bag then turned around to wave goodbye.

He stayed still for a while, like contemplating what to do, he raised his hand to wave back but he seemed hesitant. I started to walk to the door when suddenly he grabbed my wrist. I stopped breathing for a second and my heart started beating faster.

"Maybe you should stay!" he says softly. while pulling me towards him until my chest is flat against his. I can feel his breath on my face. A hint of whiskey on it.

"Maybe you should stay too!"

He smiles at my statement and that seemed to be all the permission he needed because his hand started to travel from my waist to my breast while the other one held my chin up while he watched me and the kisses me.

It was gentle at first and then became passionate, one of those kisses that take your breath away and make you dizzy. He kissed like I belonged to him, like no one had kissed me before and I was loving it.

His hand move to the front of my jeans and start undoing the buttons, his mouth now trailing my neck. my jeans come off and we move around, he leans my ass against his desk and starts trailing wet kisses from my neck down. He sucks my nipples through the tank top and starts rubbing my core.

"so wet for me already huh?" I moan and put my hands on the desk to balance myself a bit. His mouth trails down my body until I can feel his warm breath on top of my core, his fingers slowly move my panties to the side and the he assaults my clit with his mouth. -so much talent in that mouth-.

Yoongi's tongue is all over my clit and I feel my orgasm building. I cant control my moans and thank god this place is soundproof. He starts alternating between tongue fucking me and playing with my clit and I am almost at my high. The minute his hand grabs my hips to keep me still I cant control myself any longer and come. "Good girl! You taste amazing". he smirks.

"My turn!!" I smile at him and fall to my knees, looking up at him and holding the eye contact I start lowering his sweatpants. I was surprised to notice he wasn't wearing any underwear and his erection almost smacked my face when it came out of his pants!

I start holding his dick and licking the tip of it, he exhales a shaky breath and I slowly introduce his erection in my mouth. Starting to suck in and out of my mouth at first slowly and then increasing my pace, I cup his balls in my hand and then continue to suck him off at a fast pace! he is moaning and throwing his head back and I can feel it wont take him long before reaching his orgasm! I slow down my pace to tease him a little and we make eye contact again, he seems hungry for me, he wants me.

"Get up!" after taking the rest of his clothes off, he helps me get up and he takes my tank top and underwear then stares at my body for a second, I can see hunger in those eyes, hunger for me. I can see he cant decide on what to play with first. "Bend over my desk!" he commands -I guess he decided where to start- my boobs are now pressed flat against his desk, it is cold and I feel my nipples hardening.

His hands start caressing my ass and touching my clit "You are a sight. I've been wanting to bend you over my desk ever since the first day when you gave us that building tour" he says and I instantly moaned out of neediness, I need him inside of me now!.

"YOONGIㅡ"

"My god I love how you say my name... keep saying it princess!" -fuuck I want to come again so bad- he continues touching me and then I fill his hand get to the back of my neck pinning me to the desk and his other hand rubbing his dick around my folds.

"Yoongi, I needㅡ" he shut me up with his dick entering me hard, I moaned loudly and he waited a second to let me adjust then started pumping into me hard and at a fast pace. I became a moaning mess and my orgasm started building again, he used his free had to spank my ass and I moaned again, my eyes got teary but I was enjoying this. I was enjoying being fucked senseless. I enjoyed the pain mixed with pleasure that he was giving me. I needed it. After all, it had been almost two years since the last time I had sex.

I notice his pace getting faster and faster "Come for me princess! I want you to come!" he says with a commanding voice. Our orgasms hit us couple of seconds later, his seed all over my lower back!

We are both panting. He takes a second to clean me up, then opens a drawer grabbing a t-shirt from it and giving it to me. We sit on the couch to rest for a bit he kisses my forehead and suddenly the exhaustion and the wine get to me and I fall asleep in his arms!

I wake up the day after with a strong headache, I feel around for my phone that should be on my bedside table but then open my eyes to realize I'm still on the couch in the studio. Yoongi isn't in the couch anymore so I look around and see him working at his desk on the computer. I breathe a sight of relief. I reach for my jeans put them on and then walk towards him.

"Your bag and keys are by the piano" eyes fixed to the screen and monotone voice.

"Thanks!" I say hesitant about what to do next. "Would youㅡ" he cuts me off.

"I will see you at the meeting this afternoon." This time his voice sounds annoyed and dismissive. A bad feeling downs on me.

I grab my things and once I'm at the door I look back, expecting him to at least look at me before I go but nothing. -He regrets it- that thought hurt, more than my headache!

While waiting for my taxi I realized that its 6am, that I had left Josie at home waiting for me and that I had royally fucked up by sleeping with the VIP, that he seemed to regret it to the point of not being able to look at me and that the meeting where I will have to see him in a few hours will be hard.

A.N: This is part 1 of this story, Hope you can enjoy it. Please if you want, read the prologue of this story too. I am not clear on how many parts it will have but hopefully many more, I have already mapped out how the story will continue but publishing it depends on the readers request.

A.N 2: any feedback would be appreciated! Likes and conditions are appreciated too! Please do not copy my work and give credit if reshared!

#bangtan #bts yoongi #fanfiction #bts army #yoongi angst #yoongi smut #yoongi x reader #yoongi x y/n #yoongi x you #bts suga #bts smut #bts scenarios #armysource #btsedit #btsgif

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I MET SAM!!! AGAIN!!!

Yesterday was a fever dream. I didn’t think I’d get to see him let alone talk to him but it happened! Here’s the whole story:

@suikamelon6 found some info saying the base camp for the Newsreader filming has been set up. I decided to go check it out after work since my office isn’t very far away. It was raining all day and I had no clue if Sam was even filming that day but I decided to take the chance anyway. And I’m SO glad I did!! turns out Sam was filming and I found out the actual filming location (it was a completely different place from the base camp). I made my way there.

They were mainly filming inside a venue so I couldn’t see anything, but there was going to be an outdoor scene too so I stuck around. I was there for around 15mins and then a crew member came over to tell me that Sam and Anna would be arriving soon. Then a car pulled up right in front of where i was standing on the street and Sam was inside!!!!! Thank god I was given a heads up beforehand because otherwise l would’ve had a complete meltdown if Sam in full costume just got out of a car right in front of me 😭

I said hi and Sam looked at me like he recognised me and was like “you were at the Newsreader premiere!” HE RECOGNISES ME!!!! he knows who i am!!!! This is the best thing that’s ever happened to me!!! Anyways, I asked for a photo and he said yes as long as I don’t post it until the season is out. We took some selfies and i’m short so he bent down to fit in the photo 😂😂 I’m sorry that I can’t share the pics yet because OH MY GOD HE LOOKED SO FUCKING GOOD!! He was in full costume, Dale wig and all. He was ✨glowing✨ !!!

He then filmed inside the venue and in the meantime i met up with Suika and another friend as we waited for the outdoor shoot. It was a short scene of just Sam, it was done in 4-5 takes and we saw the whole thing! He was so focused during the entire shoot, it was evident that he puts a lot of thought, effort and concentration into his acting.

Afterwards we talked to Sam some more. He’s so down to earth and easy to talk to! For someone who’s supposedly introverted he’s actually very chatty, he jokes around and makes you feel at ease. It’s like talking to a good friend! I asked him if he’s going to the Newsreader event on the Gold Coast and he said he’s not sure yet and then he was like “wait, are you going?” Gold Coast is like a 2hr flight away from Melbourne, it’s kinda far! I said “I’ll go if you go” and he was like “haha you can just see me here”. He’s so right, i’d much rather not spend all that money on flights and accommodation if I can just keep seeing him in my hometown.

Anyways ahhhh Sam is so lovely and engaging in conversation! And so humble and hardworking too! He grabbed food immediately after he stopped filming, he probably didn’t get to eat between takes. i was like “you must be exhausted” and he just shrugged and smiled. What a sweetheart!!!!!

I had such a wonderful experience, Sam was amazing and all crew members were incredibly lovely, telling us where to go and what was happening. I had the time of my life!! Forever grateful to my crazy good luck about being at the right place at the right time. Sadly I didn’t take any pics of the set, I didn’t want to get in trouble. Maybe next time they film in public (IF there is a next time!!) i will have more pics and things to share with you! 🥰

#sam reid #the newsreader #dale jennings #interview with the vampire #lestat de lioncourt #iwtv

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I've always been someone who loves characters but honestly I've never really followed actors, because a lot of their other projects aren't my thing, but Jodie I will follow her to any project, however after GBBO I think my favourite projects are going to be where she is just being herself, because I think Jodie Whittaker is one of my favourite character and its not even a character. 🤣 She has the biggest heart, is hilarious and possibly the most relatable celebrity I've ever seen. Oh and loves her Doctor as much as we all do.

In saying that I will watch anything Mandip is in too, I watched all of Suspicion for Mandip and they under utilised her and I would never have watched it if she wasn't in it, but she was the only good thing in the show and I wish I could get all the other hours back I spent watching it.

My dream is that one day BBC, Channel 4, iTV whoever realises the potential of creating a challenge show where Jodie and Mandip have to complete challenges though a full season of episodes because I think it would be comedy gold, with their competitiveness and love for each other its a recipe for success.

#thirteenth doctor #13th doctor #thirteen #13

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doromoni · 9 months

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Hunting Affections

Charles Leclerc x photographer! reader

Max Verstappen x photographer! reader

Part 4.

fantic + smau fic

y/n faceclaim : Hwang Eunbi

warning : nothing~ it’s just fluff for now :)) and a teensy weensy bit of silly season

A/N : UP FOR EDITING 🤍

Summary; Love is but a concept — just connections of neurons that take part in the brain … and yet, why is it the most painful when one falls alone?

Loving someone who doesn’t love you back , until you can’t no more. Maybe then they’ll actually know what they’ve lost.

What is the age when we started to care less about our date of birth? When our birthday starts to feel mundane , just another day in this life on earth . To begin with, I never did make a fuss about my birthdays. The greetings of my most loved people were enough for my happiness. I never have wanted celebrations , parties, or gifts.

That was until they threw me the most meaningful birthday, I could ever hope for. There stood Max , Lando, and Daniel with the biggest of grins holding what seems to be an attempt of a birthday cake as they sang to me happy birthday — and then came their present. In the box , 4 smiling faces stared back at me, their facing were shining with unadulterated joy and peace — it reflected true happiness… it was a framed picture of us , in the McDonald’s parking lot, the day when we all first met.

I never in my life would have guessed that the three strangers who met me at my worst would still be around and care enough to celebrate my life. I could never be grateful enough for the light that these three people had shone upon me and guided me to the end of the dark tunnel.

Oh how time quickly goes by , because another year is added to my life . It’s my birthday and now I’ve learned to celebrate it with the people who love me back.

maxverstappen1

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maxverstappen1 Happiest Birthday to you, my Liebling 💙 Thank you for allowing me to be a part of your life. Nothing in this world is enough to show how much I love and adore you, If i could gift you the universe, I would. I love you endlessly, Y/N L/N.

tagged @y/n_stills.

y/n_stills. I cannot put into words how much I treasure you Max Emilian Verstappen. You’ve been the person to love me , when I cannot love myself. You’ve given my life the color it lost and I am forever grateful for you, my love . I would never be able to repay what you’ve done for me. I love you so so much! @maxverstappen1

maxverstappen1 you being with me is enough payment , Liebling.

landonorris So the Porsche was for y/n’s birthday?

maxverstappen1 yes , she was more excited for the cake tho.

y/n_stills. What? It was good cake ~ 10/10. Yummy .

danielricciardo We spent a whole week trying to find the perfect car — because someone was psychoanalyzing everything and you liked the cake better. welp we did give you a photo of us for your last birthday and you cried so…

landonorris that we did . the number of white shades still gives me trauma, how can there be so much?! Its white!

y/n_stills. Sheesh calm down~ i still loved the Porsche , imagine how many chicks I’ll pick up with this baddie.

maxverstappen1 excuse me?

y/n_stills. I ment to say , thank you and I love you 😘

user1 honestly, these 2 🥺 my standards just skyrocketed.

user2 I want what they have :((

user3 Forget Romeo and Juliet , I want Max and Y/N.

user4 Max is so whipped for Y/N .He’s so soft for her I couldn’t process it hsksgwjsg.

user5 Ikr?? I didn’t expect Max to be so bby. I love it!

user6 huhuhu when is it my turn?

user7 ayo?? Why isn’t anyone talking about how Max just bought Y/N a freaking Porsche for her birthday??? Hello?

user8 They are so rich, it hurts

user9 y/n is not gonna escape the gold digger accusations at this point 🥹.

user8 sometimes I forget that they are literal millionaires

user10 Before anyone calls y/n a gold digger , please know that she herself is healthy and wealthy. Thank you.

user11 yuh, do your research before you comment y’all ~ y/n is a boss bitch who earns her own dough

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landonorris u just jelly cause am getting more attention than u 👁️👅👁️

y/n_stills. Sure ~ what ever you say , kinder. Just make sure not to neglect your other boyfriend.

landonorris Hey! Unfair… I can’t be mean to you. It’s your birthday 😡

y/n_stills. 👁️👅👁️

oscarpiastri Welp at least , max’s boyfriend 2 and lando’s boyfriend 2 aren’t there yet.

y/n_stills. OSCAR HAHAHAHA , I’m screen shooting this for future use. But yeah~ Daniel and Carlos aren’t here yet.

oscarpiastri oh noo blackmail material~

y/n_stills. Worry not , little papaya ! I wont tell them it’s you~ you can count on me. Are you on your way ? You are coming right? are you driving?? Don’t text and drive oh my gosh.

oscarpiastri Yes, im on my way . No, I’m not driving . Calm down Mom. we’re almost near! Oh Happy Birthday, talk when we’re there .byeee!

charles_leclerc Oh, you’re with them again… Are you going somewhere?

y/n_stills.

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The past year might have been rough, but now I’ve never been happier— and it’s all thanks to the people who held me dear in their hearts. Most importantly to the three strangers who pulled me in their circle of chaos, thank you for making me feel loved and accepted then , and more so now. I Love you guys.

Thank you everyone for your heartfelt greetings and thank you for celebrating my birthday with me ! A birthday well spent indeed!

P.S don’t blame us if you’re hangover for tomorrow’s GP… we did try to stop you. 🤭

maxverstappen1 I never knew that helping the sad pretty lady at the grid party would lead us to what we have now. Happiest birthday Liebling 💙

y/n_stills. you’ve done enough! Don’t make me love you more , Max Verstappen >:((

danielricciardo Happiest Birthday again, kid! I’ll always be here for you when you need me ~ you know the drill.

y/n_stills. thanks danny 🥺 Thank you for being the big brother I needed.

landonorris Happy Birthday (nickname)! I’m glad that I approached you then because you also had changed our lives for the better. For more years to come!

y/n_stills. Aww, Lando! Your gonna make me cry even more >:(( , but thank you 🤍

lewishamilton Happiest Birthday Kiddo! you deserve only the best. More happy years to come, dear.

y/n_stills. Thank you Lew! you didn’t have to fly just for my birthday , but you did huhu thank you! I loved the gift btw please say thank you to the nephews for me — their artworks were so lovely 🤍

oscarpiastri Happy Birthday Y/N! you truly only deserve the best. Thank you for sharing your kindness to everyone. You were one of the people who made me feel that I belong in this sport when I first started and thank you for your continuous support and presence. Thank you for being my grid mom🧡

y/n_stills. Little papaya 🥺 Thank you so much for saying that, you truly have melted my heart. I’m officially adopting you >:((

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y/n_stills. @maxverstappen1 we have a son now.

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landonorris @oscarpiastri stop stealing my friend >:(

oscarpiastri how about no @landonorris :))

y/n_stills. Ugh my son is already bullying lando , im so proud 😫

redbullracing Happiest Birthday Y/N!!

y/n_stills. Thank you, energy drink company ✨ thanks for the gift of wings . ~ pls don’t fire me

Skysports Happy Birthday Y/N! , We’ll miss you.

y/n_stills Thank you, my lovely ex-employers 🤍 thank you for always filling your pantry with may favorites.

F1 Double World Champion Max Verstappen is Dating Future Red Bull Racing Team Senior Design Director Y/N L/N!

Article by : Lola Scotts

In picture : Max Verstappen and Y/N L/N at a flower shop at Manchester

Max Verstappen , The 2 time world driver’s championship winner , had just officially announced his relationship with multi-business owner and Sky Sports Formula 1 photographer Y/N L/N . Both have confirmed their relations on instagram with a sweet and personal post , a few hours after a fan had leaked their attendance to a mutual friend’s concert . And was later on spotted strolling a locally owned flea market in Manchester.

The Dutch Red Bull driver and the Korean born photographer had been already close friends prior to the relationship ; often times within the company of Formula 1 drivers— Daniel Ricciardo and Lando Norris. The coming together of the couple was a pleasant surprise to the realm of motorsports. As fans continue to anticipate the kind of dynamic these two would bring to the paddock, specially with relation to the 1st driver of the Italian racing team Ferrari — who was linked to L/N before.

Y/N L/N has already been a paddock favorite amongst motorsport fans not only for her close knit friendship with the drivers and some of the team principals , but also for her professionalism on track. Y/N had stated in an interview before that her love of the sport had led her to the opportunity to intern for the Italian racing team, Ferrari — and was later on officially scouted by Sky Sports as one of their Senior Design Directors for their photography and videography sectors .

Moreover, the boom in popularity of Formula 1 in social media has lead teams scrambling for purchase— and the knowledge of Y/N L/N’s ending contract with Sky Sports has been their life line; as several of the racing teams have reportedly been in negotiations with L/N.

In picture: Y/N L/N at New Red Bull Office in Berlin

Nevertheless, due to the high probability of Y/N’s shift from Sky Sports to exclusively work for Red Bull Racing, some argue that lack of professionalism and partiality will be at play . But, such claims are quickly shut down when Red Bull had released a statement that proves that a contract was already in process, way before the relationship of the dutch champion and the accredited photographer has been established.

Still, even with the flames and barbs of the media , Verstappen and L/N are cool as a cucumber — as the two were spotted celebrating the photographer’s birthday with friends and loved ones before the end of month long formula 1 summer break.

The next Grand Prix is fast approaching. I do not know about you, but I believe that things will be a little more exciting for Formula 1.