#sorry that there wasn't an anniversary post this year

[dokidokiliteraturegirls]

[buglaur]

baby is on the way!

bonus

only good screenshot i’ve ever taken of an ea baby. still hate them though, they were immediately aged up lol

[pierregazly]

1+ 2 = ...4? ꨄ pierre gasly smau

pierre gasly x wife!russell!reader

warnings: pregnancy, mentions of twins, george having a meltdown

in which pierre put his tripod to use and caused two major outcomes, george has a meltdown, and all the fans just want to know what's going on?

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ynrussell joyeux anniversaire mon amour. three years ago today i married the love of my life and became the official mrs. gasly, so excited to give you your present tonight 🫶🏻

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username omg babes post the present!!! let us all be jealous

username happy anniversary mom and dad

charles_leclerc 🥳💗

username feel like it was just yesterday that i was jealous out of my mind about their wedding... still jealous tho

pierregasly joyeux anniversaire ma chère, i am the luckiest man in the world

pierregasly can't wait to give your your own present tonight

pierregasly it rhymes with tierod

username TRIPOD PIERRE

username im SCREAMING send this man right to PRISON

georgerussell63 god every time i see anything to do with you two i have to bleach my bloody eyes. happy anniversary you two, im disgusted.

username poor george, him and carmen are so tame compared to these two... i love the polar opposite sibling trope

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pierregasly i hope the pizza was good ma chérie, and hope it satisfied the little bean's cravings

ynrussell it was delicious... but we kind of want chocolate now too :(

pierregasly ill check ubereats and see what i can do

ynrussell mine and the bean's saviour 🫶🏻

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pierregasly unfortunately not the finish we would have liked, the 15 second penalty cost us significantly and i apologize to my team and all our fans for it. will come back bigger and better next time 💪 now time to go and spend some well deserved time off with my family

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username thank you for pushing through and giving us an awesome race to watch pierre!

username loved your helmet this weekend pierre!

username sad that mother ynrussell wasn't here this weekend, but happy to see her in the likes

username 'well deserved time off with my family' do we think that's alluding to something else????

username girl he's obviously talking about his wife and his family??? like what

username ummm sorry he almost always says 'my loved ones' gotta push the pregnancy rumour agenda some more

ynrussell we're all so proud of you pear 🫶🏻 the track limits and penalties are bullshit and i'll be sending a strongly worded letter to whoever costs you anything good

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pierregasly 😂😭🤍

username who is 'we're all' who is the plural that she's referring to omg

username i'm telling y'all... mother is becoming a real mother idc what any of y'all say

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ynrussell omf make sure you get extra cheesecake... and extra elcairs, and a few brownies... maybe get a few of everything??? the bean's want them!!!!

pierregasly well if the bean's want them....

username this SCREAMS my wife is pregnant and sent me on a late night snack run omf

username tell us your secret!!!!

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ynrussell sorry just have to appreciate how incredibly sexy it is seeing my super sexy amazing husband with kids!!! like how lucky am i!!! can't wait til' you're holding our future babies (my ovaries are exploding, i am crying, it's going to be a long day)

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username girl this seems a little feral idk

georgerussell63 this is certifiably disgusting. please grow up.

username you know who would post something like this??? a wife expecting a baby who is getting more excited about that baby seeing her husband with kids

username seems legit idk

pierregasly is this your nice way of asking me to pickup more eclairs on the way home?

ynrussell cinnamon buns too?? please?? je t'aime

pierregasly can't wait to hold our future bean's too ma chérie

username pierre as a dad is going to be so sexy, ynrussell is so right??? those babies are going to be beautiful omf

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pierregasly october 2024 / gasly thing 1 and gasly thing 2 🐣🚼

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ynrussell omg i'm pregnant???? SURPRISE

ynrussell maman is begging for them to come sooner, her poor back.

username AH I KNEW IT. I CALLED IT. MY HEART.

username THING 1 AND THING 2 AHHHHH

username pierre is gonna be a girl dad AND a boy dad?????? we're so blessed

georgerussell63 excuse me????

georgerussell63 you knocked my sister up????

georgerussell63 i told you to stay away from her??? this is outrageous i am disgusted

pierregasly sorry, tripod's work well.

ynrussell pierre delete this comment rn, i swear to god.

georgerussell63 (i am so excited to meet my baby niece and baby nephew. uncle georgie loves you both so much)

lewishamilton congratulations! roscoe is so excited 🤍

charles_leclerc uncle cha reporting for duty 🫡 congratulations, you two.

georgerussell63 i'd like to emphasize i'm still having a meltdown from when you casually gave me a bottle of gin to announce this. gasly genes should not be casually mixed like this.

username i dont think anyone understands the joy im feeling??? im honoured to be alive to see this

username they're gonna be such amazing parents im literally ????? so excited??????

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ynrussell thank you for the beautiful baby shower, auntie carmen already has spot number 1 🫶🏻

username omg omg omg omg

username this is SO CUTE

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username girl u look like ur about to pop (lovingly)

pierregasly my beautiful wife

ynrussell i don't feel very beautiful right now. i feel huge and tired and exhausted.

pierregasly still the most beautiful woman in the world

ynrussell

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ynrussell things are getting very, very real (not real enough for my back to not hurt, thing 1 and 2 you both are killing me)

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username this aesthetic is so CUTE (that room is fucking beautiful i want a house tour????)

username they're literally due in like less than 2 months???? pierre is gonna be a dad that soon???? praying for u ynrussell

charles_leclerc im personally demanding compensation for the bruises i have from putting the nursery together

ynrussell shut up cha, you literally offered and begged to be involved

pierregasly yeah shut up cha

alexandrasaintmleux can't wait to see my art piece up in the bébé's room 🫶🏻

ynrussell knew i could always count on you angel

username im so invested in this pregnancy none of you even understand

username starting a poll asap on the babies names omf

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ynrussell 2024.10.16 / welcome to the world my precious théodore and éloïse. maman and papa love you so much.

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username omg congratulations!!! such beautiful names.

username they share a birthday with charles im crying

lewishamilton congratulations! so beautiful, you are a rockstar ynrussell

charles_leclerc truly the best birthday present i could've asked for. ellie and théo should be so proud of their maman.

pierregasly the happiest day of my life, given to me by the most important woman in my life. thank you for blessing me.

username again i am so invested in this. i am so happy for these two, they're going to be incredible parents.

alpinef1team welcome to the family baby éloïse and baby théodore!

mercedesamg welcome to the family x2

username oh girl the racing teams are gonna FIGHT over these two just you wait

and there she is! after weeks of gasly!twin asks, i finally decided it was time to bring them to life in the realest way i could. i hope you all loved this as much as i loved writing it. thank you to everyone for all the incredible inspiration, and for continuing my obsession.

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[dduane]

By the way...

it was sort of last week, or maybe during the week before—I forget— when @petermorwood came downstairs to get tea while he was working on some long post or another full of guns and swords and assorted deadly weaponry—or cats, or food, or historical clothing, you know what he's like... and all of a sudden he said:

"So what about Cyber Monday?"

And I wasn't sure where that was coming from, as Peter normally doesn't spend a lot of his time being concerned about cyber stuff in general.

"Uh, why?" said I.

"Well, it's the Young Wizards anniversary month. Shouldn't you be doing some kind of sale offer over on Twitter, the way you did on Tumblr?"

My mouth kind of opened and shut again. Mostly at the moment when I think of Twitter, it's in terms of imagery involving things circling the drain at ever-increasing speed. And as far as Cyber Monday went, I hadn't really thought about it. This year I noticed that I've started kind of lumping it in with Black Friday, which mostly increasingly makes me mutter and shake my head as I see what my email box gets to look like this time of year. And since I'd been mostly preoccupied with writing issues and website crap lately, you could kind of multiply that not-caring by two. Or five. Or some power of ten.

...Yet he had a point. And what the hell, at least putting a video up there would remind people that the series existed! (Because people do seem to keep forgetting, and then suddenly bursting out with OH WAIT ARE THESE THOSE BOOKS I LOVED WHEN I WAS A KID, WAIT, YOU MEAN SHE WROTE THOSE, I THOUGHT ALL SHE DID WAS STAR TREK?!) (Eyeroll.)

"But I told them on Tumblr," I said, "that I wasn't going to do any more of these sales for the foreseeable future."

"Looks like you forgot to foresee this," said Himself, dumping half a cow's worth of milk in his tea as usual. "Look, if you do it just one more time, I bet they'll forgive you as long as you tell them about it so they can take advantage of it if they want to." Then he snickered. "And anyway, you told them you weren't going to do any Sherlock/Young Wizards fusions either, and look how that turned out." More snickering. "They forgave you for that. Eventually."

"Oh god."

"Just tell them. They'll let you off the hook." Up the stairs he went, still snickering. "Sometime in mid-2024 probably."

(eyeroll)

Dammitall, I hate it when he has a point.

So look. Here's the discount page. There's the video, two paragraphs down. You all know the drill. The "All the Wizardry" package is $29.99 today. The "I Want Everything You've Got" package is $40 just for today. Anybody who hasn't taken advantage of one of these offers previously, or didn't have the cash earlier, or wants to point somebody else at it...go knock yourself or -selves out with my abslute blessing. (Because who knows whether anybody on Twitter will notice at all, the way the algorithm's been behaving.)

And: everybody please forgive me. (abases herself before the assembled multitudes in the approved manner)

(...Anyway, WTH, it's worth a try. I want to get this friend of mine a new fountain pen for Christmas, and every little bit helps...) :)

(And a final reminder: we can't sell to people in Britain / the UK, it's a Brexit problem ... so sorry about that.)

[valstranquility]

BEST MOMENTS - CL16

pairing: charles leclerc x reader

summary: for their favorite couple’s 5 year anniversary, fans share their favorite moments of them.

face claim: dina denoire

notes: pls excuse the translated french or any inconsistencies/errors

JANUARY 23, 2018

Charles and Y/N were headed to their friend's birthday party when they took the picture.

They had been dating for 7 months at that point and were definitely in the honeymoon stage, never being able to keep their hands to themselves.

While waiting for the elevator to get to their friend's floor, Y/N thought it would be a great time to take a picture for her iconic fit checks.

Charles knew what she was doing but decided to interrupt her anyway.

He wrapped his arm around her waist and kissed her cheek while she was taking her pictures making her let out a laugh. Charles smiled into her cheek hearing her laugh.

"Baby, you've gotta let me do this quick, we're almost there," Y/N said through her laughs.

"Let me be in one," he whined.

Charles had already amassed a small but dedicated fan base, causing him to keep many things to himself, his relationship included.

Y/N was a smaller influencer, but she also had a very dedicated fan base as well. They both decided they wanted to keep having their fun in private without any strangers looking into their relatively young relationship.

"Fine, but stand over there," Y/N sighed out with a smile.

She posted that picture on her story 15 minutes after her fit check causing many people to slide up and ask her who the mystery man was.

YOUR BIRTHDAY, 2021

The video was short, only 17 seconds long.

You could hear people talking in the background, utensils clinking against plates, but the main focus of the video was Charles' words toward Y/N.

"Look who it is, it's the birthday girl!" he said excitedly.

"Look how beautiful she is, the prettiest girl in the world," Charles' voice turned soft.

Y/N's face turned warm. She let a giant smile take over her face and let out a small giggle. She would never be used to the amount of compliments he gave her.

"I love you," Y/N said to him.

"Je t'aime, ma bonheur," he replied softly.

The camera was then angled towards the table like it was about to be turned off but it wasn't quite yet. Before the video ended you could hear the couple share a quick kiss before Y/n laughed, saying, "You're not posting that."

"Watch me."

AUGUST 2022

The trip to Italy was not planned.

Charles and Y/N were going to spend their break in their Monaco apartment but Charles decided to be spontaneous and surprised Y/N with a trip to Italy.

"Come on, it'll be fun. And we haven't been to Italy in a really long time," Charles said, trying his best to be convincing, but he knew the moment he brought it up she was on board.

"Fine," Y/N said, pretending like the decision bothered her.

"We're going to have so much fun," he said rushing to her, picking her up, and spinning her around causing her to let out a loud laugh.

Their trip was amazing.

They had incredible food and went to some of the best clubs. There wasn't a night where the couple stayed in, wanting to be out and about exploring every day

Halfway through their trip Pierre and Kika joined them. Y/N and Kika got close because their boyfriends were practically together all the time.

The first photo is from when the group went to a little party they were invited to by some people they met. Y/N and Charles were posing for a picture taken by Kika. They thought she was done taking it and leaned in closer to each other. They leaned in for a kiss but a flash going off stopped them.

"Sorry! You guys just looked so cute. Don't stop on my account," Kika said.

Charles and Y/N laughed before they shared a kiss. They took the phone back and looked through their pictures.

The second photo was again taken by Kika. The group of four were walking to a restaurant for dinner when the picture was taken.

Charles, ever so protective, wrapped his arm around Y/N's waist, guiding her the right way. Y/N, wanting to hold his hand, wrapped her arm around her back and grabbed his hand, interlacing their fingers.

Learning her lesson from last time, Kika turned the flash off and took the picture, not sending it to them until each couple said their goodnights and headed to bed.

MAY 12, 2022

Charles and Y/N were in New York after the Miami GP. They were celebrating Charles' P2.

Y/N had been to New York more times than Charles, so she thought she would take him to some of her favorite places in the city.

The whole night Charles had a hand on her at all times. Whether it was a hand around her waist or simply holding her hands. He was in a touchy mood and she noticed.

He kept asking her for kisses throughout the entire night, and she would be crazy to deny him. At one point he begged her to sneak into the bathroom with him so he could give her a proper kiss and not the small pecks she was giving him.

They were both aware that there were cameras on them all throughout the night but they couldn't find it in themselves to care. If anything it made Charles want to show even more affection. He wanted the world to know that the beautiful woman beside him was his.

JUNE 22, 2023

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charles_leclerc I can't wait to make you my wife ❤️ Happy 5 years

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user1 THEY'RE GETTING MARRIED

user2 OMG

scuderiaferrari Congratulations to the future Mr. & Mrs. Leclerc!

user3 this is the cutest thing ever

pierregasly Finally mate! So happy for you guys 👏

user4 HOLY SHIT 😭

user5 this anniversary post tops all the rest of them

francisca.cgomes so so happy for you guys

user6 they way she’s looking at him 😭😭❤️❤️

[chaengluva]

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Reneé Rapp x Fem!Reader: 1.3k words

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Being Reneé Rapp's girlfriend had its advantage's, I mean she's hot, protective and tall, what lesbian wouldn't want her. At times like this , you start to notice all the negatives. Since mean girls came out, a lot more people are simping for Reneé, that doesn't bother you but the hate you get does.

Reneé is very proud and open with her relationship with you, some fans support you but there are many that don't, they always leave comments on you posts that say Reneé deserves someone better, making you feel slightly insecure. You knew that wasn't her fault, and you can't blame them for finding her attractive.

She was currently on tour, and you misses her more then ever, you called every night but it was never the same, you texted her a lot but it just made you feel further apart. Some nights, your emotions got the best of you and started to cry, being alone in your bed, eating dinner alone, and you're one year anniversary was coming up and you knew that would be hard to spend alone too.

You thought she was mad at you because she hasn't been responding to your calls on the day leading up to your anniversary, you tried texting and calling many times but, you got no answer which made you worry. You tried not to panic, but it's been a week since she has contacted you, and now your anniversary is tomorrow and It all started to hit you, she as probably is too busy for you now.

You sat on the bed, feeling very empty, being with out her was hard enough but her not texting back really hurt you. You didn't realise you were crying until you felt the sleeves of your shirt start to soak up. You laid down, looked at your phone to see if she might have texted back, but there was nothing, you sighed, putting the phone down and closing your eyes.

You woke up to a loud bang on the bedroom door, you jumped up and gasped. Someone was inside your house. You didn't want to check, you're first thought was to call Reneé, hoping she would answer this time. You called her, but coincidently as soon as you called her you could hear a ringtone coming from the other side. You rush to open the door, you came face to face with your girlfriend.

"Happy anniversary baby." She smiles, holding roses and a gift bag for you. "R-Reneé...I don't have anything for you...I didn't know you would be home-" She cut you off by pulling you in for a long awaited kiss. The both of you don't pull away, she pushes you on the bed and finally loses contact with your lips. "I missed this." She says while kissing your collarbones. You almost gave in, but then you remembered that she had ignored you for a week. "Stop." You say.

Reneé looks at you with a lot of confusion, "You've been ignoring me for a week.." You tell her with a lot of sadness in your voice. She sighs. "Y/n, I'm really sorry I've been really busy, the only time I've been on my phone was when I planning the surprise for you." You raise an eyebrow, "Surprise?" You question, she giggles nodding her head. "Well I guessed I've said it now. I've talked to my team.. they have allowed me to bring you along for the rest of the tour!" She smiles. You gasp, you could probably burst out into tears, you were so happy. "Pack your things baby, our flights in four hours."

You spent an hour packing and getting ready, and a lot of kissing Reneé, she tried to make out with you, she manged to get your shirt off and give you a few hickeys on your stomach. You wanted to continue but you knew you wouldn't be able to stop if you did. You put your shirt back on and Reneé grabbed your bags and you headed down to her car, she opened the door for you and then put your bags in the back.

You got to the airport and there was quite a bit of paparazzi, they were shouting some hurtful things towards you, you tried your best to ignore it. One of them tried to grab your shirt and pull you away from Reneé, if it wasn't for her tight grip on you, they would have succeeded. Reneé gave them an angry look, you could see it in her eyes that she was about to shout at this person. "Reneé, Baby, It's okay." That must have calmed her down because she nodded at you and continued to walk to the gate.

You were at the gate, waiting for them to call your flight number, Reneé was already quite tired from her first flight, she laid her head on your shoulder and relaxed her eyes. Not long after your flight was called. You woke Reneé up, and walked on the plane, it was a bit colder then you expected and all your jumpers were in your suitcase, not in your carry on. Reneé must have noticed your change in behaviour, she took off her leather jacketed and put it on you. You smiled at her and she smiled back and you.

The flight was only 4 hours long but Reneé fell asleep quickly, you smile at her, making sure to take a look of pictures of her, even replacing her lock screen with a selfie of you posing next to her sleeping self. After that, you quickly feel asleep.

Reneé woke you up, telling you that we are going to land soon, once you landed, you quickly got off the plane and Reneé took you to her driver. She still hasn't noticed that you changed her background yet. "Baby, I have an interview for mean girls, you wanna come and meet the cast?" she asked you. You nodded happily.

The driver drove to the interview spot and Reneé walked you in and you could see the cast of mean girls all there. You were very shy around new people, so you stayed clingy to Reneé, she introduced  you to everyone. They were all so sweet. You sat behind the scenes as the interview was going on. You just admired Reneé the whole time and what cut you out of it was one of the questions the interviewer asked.

"So Reneé, we all know that you're girlfriend Y/n," You could see her smile just at the mention of her name.  "Is a look less.. prettier then you, how does that make you feel in public?" The interviewer continued, everyone on cast began to feel uncomfortable, Reneé looked more angry then I have ever seen, "Okay, first of all, my girlfriend is fine as fuck, secondly, i'm going to cut off your tongue if you ever speak my girlfriends name again."

She stands up and walks to you, taking your hand, and taking you back to the car, "I'm sorry that happened baby." She sighed, holding your face. You kisses her lips, "It's okay, thanks for defending me baby," She smiles, "I always will." She gets a notification from her phone, she takes it out of her back pocket and thats when she sees the wallpaper, she giggles, "I'm keeping this." you smile.

The notification was a text from Bebe, asking if you were okay, then the rest of the cast asked same thing, Reneé told them that you were okay and that the both of you were going to the hotel.

The night was spent with a lot of making out, watching movies and talking to each other, you could have never imagined spending your anniversary this way, and you loved every second of it.

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[evertidings]

— JANUARY 2024.

accomplishments.

i meant to write this yesterday. and the day before. and, well, yes, also the whole weekend. it's not much of a monthly update when we're already a week into february, but we're ignoring it. time flies; it's so crazy.

i hate to admit it but january was not a good month for me in terms of writing. i really thought my last semester at school would be easy (ha) so i was overestimating how much i could get done. the truth is, i haven't touched when twilight strikes for a while. and it pains me heavily. i wish i was working on that rather than my essays (boooo!!!) but i can't afford a fail when i'm so close to graduating. so, reluctant priorities. in an ideal world, chapter eleven would come out this month. in reality, i have no date. i would love march, but my progress has been so slow i can't guarantee it.

to speak on the little i have written, though, i think it's going really well. i'm diving into some complicated things and while it's challenging, it's also been super fun. i might have mentioned this last month but a lot of things are reaching a culminating point. because of that, the chapter is definitely more plot-driven than fluff, but (don't worry!) at the same time, it's still very character-driven. i don't think it'd be a 'me' chapter if it wasn't. Blane, K and Rylan have whole scenes (K and Rylan are in one scene together, Blane is on their own; i've yet to decide how or if I'm doing it for A and N). i'm really excited for you to read them.

finally, as some of you may know, February is also the month of my anniversary. it'll be three years since i posted my intro post here on tumblr and damn, like i said, time flies. it's funny because i thought it'd be done by now, but hey, here i still am, writing chapter eleven and *struggling* with it. usually, i post some sort of anniversary special, but since i'm so behind this year, i haven't been able to get a start on it. i'm really sorry about this—i was so excited about it too because i know exactly what i want to do. i still plan for it to be released, but just not on the deadline of the actual day, unfortunately. so if anyone was looking forward to that, you'll have to wait.

on a lighter note, i hope you're all doing well! hopefully, february will be kinder to me in terms of assignments <3

[robinbuckleysfringe]

you are in love.

tom blyth social media au

pairings: tom blyth x reader

warnings: accused cheating

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5 | part 6

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yninstagram as promised, here's some more bts pics for tbosas. massive thanks to suzanne collins for letting me be apart of your universe 💚

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rachelzegler not that photo of me 😭

↪️ yninstagram sorry babes 🫶🏻🫶🏻. forgive me?

↪️ rachelzegler always 🫶🏻🫶🏻❤️

tomblyth did me dirty with that photo when I know you took hundreds of nicer ones

↪️ yninstagram sorry not sorry, just giving the fans what they want 😘

hunterschafer it was so lovely to finally be in a project together ❤️

↪️ yninstagram here's to hoping there's more 🥂❤️

user is that y/n with tom in the 2nd pic?? they look awfully close

↪️ user back off and leave the cheating rumours alone. y/n confirmed that they were only friends during filming

↪️ user exactly!! leave them alone!! plus, they were probably just going over the script or something. it's not your business dude.

user these photos are everything

user everyone say thank you to y/n for listening to the fans and giving us more bts pics

user y/n stoppp, I can't fall in love with snow again

user can't decide if tom's hotter with blonde hair or brown

↪️ yninstagram I've been asking myself the same thing

↪️ user 😂 she's one of us!!!!

☆☆☆

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yninstagram happy 10 year anniversary to my marvel debut (and also CATWS). huge thanks to @/robertdowneyjr for being the best onscreen dad, let's be in another project together soon pls ❤️

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rachelzegler omg forgot that you were in the mcu!! iconic behaviour

↪️ yninstagram little me was really living the dream!!

tomblyth can't wait to see what the future of the mcu holds in store for you ❤️

↪️ yninstagram love you tom ❤️

↪️ user omg confirmed y/n return to the mcu??

↪️ user I hope so!! missed her character so much!!

zendaya happy 10 years to my favourite marvel character

↪️ tomholland2013 hey, what about me? :((

↪️ zendaya I said what I said 🤷🏻‍♀️

↪️ tomholland2013 no, but for real @/yninstagram, congrats on making it a whole decade in the mcu. it's awesome to be able to share a screen with you xx

↪️ yninstagram aww, thanks guys 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻. let's meet up next time I'm in town 💕💕

jacobelordi you used to be so cute. what happened? 😂

↪️ yninstagram shut up (said with love 🫶🏻)

user are you coming back to the mcu??

↪️ yninstagram you'll have to ask the marvel execs, sorry lovely. I wish I knew x

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*yninstagram has posted to her story*

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*yninstagram has posted*

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yninstagram award show season was a blast 🥂💜

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tomblyth stunning 😍😘

↪️ yninstagram no, you 😘x

rachelzegler obsessed with you 😍😍😍

↪️ yninstagram I expect nothing less 🫶🏻🫶🏻❤️❤️

joshandresrivera I wanna know what was said to make you pull that face in the 3rd photo

↪️ yninstagram probably someone bringing up that once again I wasn't nominated smh 😤

user mother is mothering 😍😍😍

user you were snubbed. you should've been nominated 😤

↪️ user for real!!!

↪️ user she defo deserves an award, but I don't think any of her projects last year (other than tbosas) was really award worthy. don't get me wrong, they were brilliant. but they weren't on the same level as the stuff that was nominated

↪️ user 100%

user you just know she's so fun to hang out with

↪️ user for real!! she emits such friendly energy

user what's the new project??

↪️ user wdym??

↪️ user she posted a story the other day with the caption "new project pending"

↪️ user it's probably stranger things season 5 tbh

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tomblyth super proud of you ❤️❤️

↪️ yninstagram ❤️❤️

camillaluddington welcome to the family ❤️

↪️ yninstagram thanks for letting me join ❤️

rachelzegler watching you get your dream roles is the best thing in the world 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻. endlessly proud of you bby 💕💕💕

↪️ yninstagram stoppp, you're making me cry 😭💕💕

hunterschafer we better be having a watch party at your house

↪️ yninstagram of course!! ❤️

joshandresrivera iconic

taylorswift big fan of this news!! congrats lovely ❤️

↪️ yninstagram love you!!! ❤️❤️

jacobelordi how the hell did you manage to keep this a secret??

↪️ yninstagram it was a real struggle

zendaya insanely proud of you!! 💕

↪️ yninstagram 😘

user I hope you're in it for at least more than one episode

↪️ user same, tho I doubt she'll become a series regular

user omg!!!

user congrats!!!

user yes yes yes!!!

user ooh, who are you playing??

user this is so cool!!! love greys anatomy!!!

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parts 5 and 6 will probably be the last parts to this social media au, unless there's anything you guys want me to write for this series

[little-miss-dilf-lover]

ONE YEAR LATER

tangerine x fem!reader

word count. 912

synopsis. one year ago today, you and tangerine celebrated the birth of your daughter, mandarin - mandy for short. this special day also marks the anniversary of when you unintentionally saved his life - calling him home from his mission in tokyo.

warnings. fluff fluff fluff. all the fluff !!

note. posting this as a little gift for my 1 year writing anniversary💌 I don’t usually like or read baby/ pregnancy fics, so I have no idea why I wrote this😭 wanted it to be fluffy so everyone can enjoy xo

For you, today was a celebration of life - a day of reflecting on your greatest loves. Not only does today mark your daughter's very first birthday, but it's also the day when you unintentionally saved Tangerine's life.

Way back when, Tangerine was apprehensive about leaving your heavily pregnant self while he was away on a mission - all on your own without any help or care. At the time, your due date was a mere couple weeks away, so you reassured him constantly, saying that she wouldn't be out for a little while - and how you have friends and family who can step in if need be. Besides, back then, you were looking forward to having the bed to yourself, getting to sleep through those very few hours you got a night without your husband's snoring disrupting you. 

When you rang him up last year in the middle of the night -for you- you were crying and rambling about the pain of contractions, beckoning him back home to you and the baby. He never once questioned a thing, diverting the taxi driver to the airport instead of the train station.

He would never admit it, but he felt completely useless, only being able to encourage and help over a measly phone call, listening to you cry and wail without being able to touch or hold you. He stayed on the phone with you until he boarded the plane, praising you and telling you how he'll be with you in no time. 

That's why today was so important to you - to you both. It's the day your love returned home in one piece while simultaneously being blessed with another slightly cuter and smaller love.

As first-time parents, Mandy's birthday was a big deal - though she wouldn't remember it, you would. It's the kind of day you both want to remember: everything down to the second - every spilt drink, every smile, every word, just every little thing about the day.

Tangerine was out fetching some last-minute things for the party while you stayed back with your daughter, your little girl resting on your hip as you finished setting the table. It wasn't a big celebration with lots of people you feel obligated to invite, just a small, casual event with those you're closest with: Lemon on Tan's side and a few relatives on yours.

"Oh, I know," you sweetly coo, entertaining Mandy when she blabbers - diverting her fidgeting fingers away from the hem of your top. "He's taking forever, hm? I only asked him to get candles." 

You look down at your sweet little girl, her toothy grin mirroring your wide one. It was times like this when she looked like the spitting image of her father - light eyes lit up warm, all doe-like, gazing at you with a smile.

You make a playful gasp at Mandy when you hear the keys jingle in the front door, shaking her excitedly and rushing to meet Tan in the foyer. 

He walks in, a smile quickly spreading when he lands on you both - Mandy hooked on your hip, her grin just as bright as yours. 

"There's my girls," he says warmly, briefly kissing you on the cheek, then his daughter on hers. "Sorry, traffic was utter shit," he whispers to you, lingering a kiss on your lips.

He walks past you both, nodding for you to follow along, leading you to the kitchen island. He places a shopping bag on the counter and begins to rummage through it, searching for what seems to be surprises from the shop.

"Alright, alright. I know you said just cake candles, but," Tan proposes, drawing out the 'but' with a sly smile. "I couldn't not get something for the birthday girl," focusing his attention on Mandy, who is making grabby hands at him. "Here you go, poppet."

Tangerine picks up a bouquet of baby pink flowers from the bag and pulls out a singular peony, handing it to his daughter. His eyes soften as he looks over Mandy, watching how she displays her signature toothy smile, clearly pleased with her gift - even though it had absolutely no use to a one-year-old. The thought is what counts - it does to you anyway.

"Don't think I forgot about you," he softly smiles, his moustache twitching upwards. He hands you the original bouquet and an envelope. "I wrote it in the car. All I had was an Ikea pencil," he chuckles, suddenly bashful.

Your smile widens, nose scrunching, and eyes creasing - clearly appreciative of the sweet sentiment. Exchanging Mandy for the gifts, you open the card and read through his note, watching how he slipped through the kitchen doors, seemingly embarrassed.

"I know you do," you warmly call out to him from the other room, gesturing to his worded thanks for his appreciation towards you. "I appreciate you too, you know," your words quieten as you trail after him into the living room - getting closer to them. You plop onto the sofa beside him, sitting snuggly at his side with Mandy atop his lap. You slip your hand into his larger one, resting your head on his shoulder. "Like a whole lot."

And as you wait for your very few guests to arrive, you take the time to remember this moment - to enjoy it. You and your little family huddled on the couch, celebrating the day that reunited you all. 

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[missingexaltation]

AU Fic Idea:

In 2022 famous frontman and guitarist Eddie is accused of inappropriate behaviour back in the 90's, at the beginning of his rise to fame (though the allegations are obviously false and easily proven to be false).

However...things get weird for his fans pretty quickly as other stuff about his (usually quite private) life is discovered.

He responds to the allegations on Twitter with just one word. 'Lol'. The internet goes insane, thinking Eddie is just being blasé about what he did, to the point where after a day or so he gives an actual official press release.

'I'm deeply sorry for my initial response to these allegations, however I can confirm said allegations are completely and grossly false. I have been happily married since 1991 and have at no time cheated or behaved in a way that could be seen as cheating, especially with someone underage. I was not in the same country (or continent!) at the time these events were supposed to have taken place (lots of proof available online). Apologies again for being so flippant, but I didn't think anyone actually believed I was capable of doing something so awful.'

His fans immediately are confused because...Eddie's...married? And has been for over 30 years? Social media runs wild because the only proof of marriage they can find is from 2016, and here's the kicker, it's to a guy called 'Steve' of all things.

The only thing they can find from 1991 is a request to change his name, but he's been Eddie Harrington for as long as anyone can remember, certainly as long as he's been famous. Then SOMEHOW the entire 1986 saga gets brought to light, and 'Eddie Munson' and his 'husband' are discovered to have been 'attempted victims of a serial killer', but survived. Hence the scars on his stomach and neck, the internet realises. What the fuck.

This all happens over the space of a week or so, and Eddie's social media is silent (not unusual for the old man, but still... people want answers). The internet is very confused and his music is suddenly being played everywhere, a complete resurgence in his early, very popular rock albums with his band (who have also remained silent).

Eddie eventually goes live on social media and answers a bunch of questions from the chat.

Yes he's married. Yes in 1991 but it wasn't legal, but he still counts it, because fuck the government, that's why.

Yes they got legally married in 2016, on their 25th wedding anniversary.

Yes it's to Steve, yes Steve was prom king at school and really popular, and a 'hot piece of ass' (and still is).

No Eddie wasn't popular, he was a nerdy piece of trailer trash like he's always claimed.

Yes he nearly died, but that was ages ago. Steve saved his life and they've been tragically in love since then.

Eddie (and Steve by proxy) somehow become the internet's favourite queer dads, despite neither of them really being active on their social media or doing anything to promote themselves. Eddie eventually gets a tiktok where he puts up dumb clips of his family and friends, and lots of random clips from the past when he was on tour/recording. Steve's in almost all of them, mostly in the background.

#WheresSteve becomes popular whenever Eddie posts something new, and if he's on live then he has to drag his long suffering hubby on camera so chat will be quiet (they just post lots of heart emojis, which confuses Steve so much because what has he done??).

[bbgnyx]

Cheater

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@straykidsholicleigh here it is!! finallyy. I'm sorry for the long waitt, I hope you like it because I did add a little twist to it, so it might not be exactly what you asked for. and I literally can't imagine hyunjin like this ahh T-T he's soo sweet actually so this is def not a depiction of him whatsoever

pairing: hyunjin x reader (pairing changed towards the end hehe)

genre: angst with little fluff/comfort at the end

warnings: cheating, hyunjin is rude, angst, reader almost gets hit by car(implied).

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It all began with his forgetfulness of small coffee dates, which then escalated to days without any communication from him. Hyunjin assured you that his busy schedule and late-night practices were the reasons behind it, and you trusted him completely, right?

Today marked your three-year anniversary, and you were eagerly looking forward to spending time with your boyfriend. To surprise him, you decided to show up at his practice with flowers and chocolates. Dressed in a cute outfit, you left the house and made your way to the building, hoping to find him there.

“Hey y/n, what are you doing here?” Han asked as he spotted you. “Just here to find Hyunjin, he is here, right?” you said raising an eyebrow. “No, he isn’t. He told us he’s going home and left early? He’s been leaving early for a few days now, he said you were sick?” Han said confusion showing on his face.

Holding back tears, you thanked Han and hurriedly left the building, feeling a mix of emotions. Why would Hyunjin lie to you? Above all, you wanted to know where he was and what he was doing at that moment. With a glimmer of hope, you imagined him at the supermarket, buying chocolates for you, but deep down, you knew it wasn't the truth.

You rushed to his apartment, gasping for breath as you arrived. As you raised your hand to knock, you hesitated and instead searched through your purse for the key card he had given you .He had given it to you as a symbol of your trust. You should have known it was too good to be true at that point itself

You swiped the card and went inside. At the entrance, a black coat was hung. It was not yours and it was definitely not Hyunjin’s. You went through the coat only to find a red lipstick in it. Uncontrollable tears streamed down your face as you clutched the lipstick in your hand, realizing the painful truth.

As the door swung open, a disheveled Hyunjin stood before you, his hair in disarray and traces of lipstick smudged on his lips. Your heart sank as you locked eyes with him, unable to comprehend the betrayal unfolding before you.

"What are you doing here?" Hyunjin's voice dripped with disdain as he avoided your gaze. The words caught in your throat, choked by tears, as you mustered the strength to confront him. Three years of love and dreams shattered in an instant, leaving you blindsided. "You're not even going to hide the fact that you're cheating on me?" you managed to utter, the pain evident in your voice.

Hyunjin's response was callous, devoid of any remorse. "Well, you found out. Now get the fuck out of my house," he spat, his indifference cutting through you like a knife. Bewildered, you stood there, desperately seeking an explanation. "Wow, I really loved the wrong person. You're not even going to give me the courtesy of an explanation?"

His nonchalant reply stung, as he dismissed your feelings with ease. "I don't have anything to explain. I fell in love, and it wasn't with you," he declared, his words laced with cruelty. "It was my mistake to ever love a clingy bitch like you. I only stayed with you out of pity. You should be grateful." The final blow struck deep, shattering any remnants of hope or love you had left.

Wiping away your tears, you mustered the strength to leave. "Enjoy your new girlfriend, and never contact me again," you declared, storming out of his life, determined to never look back.

The rain poured down, mirroring the turmoil within your heart. Lost in your thoughts, you ran aimlessly, oblivious to your surroundings. Suddenly you felt yourself being pulled harshly. It was Felix. Concern etched in his voice, he asked, “Are you okay? You would have almost been hit by a car because of your carelessness.

"H-Hyunjin cheated on me," you managed to choke out, unable to find the right words. Felix's eyes widened in shock, and he swiftly guided you to a nearby café, wrapping his jacket around you protectively. In that moment, you found solace in his presence, pouring your heart out to him Though not well-acquainted with Felix, he became the friend you needed in that moment, offering a shoulder to cry on.

You finished your rant, looking up into Felix's eyes. It was welcoming and full of love. You had never seen Hyunjin like that. You realised that Hyunjin never really loved you, but now these eyes showed you something different. Real love and passion.

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a.n: different kind of post everyone. smutty miguel o'hara × fem!reader drabble I wrote to avoid getting burnt out. might write a part 2. requests for smut are open ;)

Silence filled the apartment as soon as the door slammed shut. Your purse was aggressively thrown at the counter, flopping over and falling to the ground from the impact.

It was suppose to be about you. An anniversary only comes once a year, you weren't asking for much. He did come, and for the most part you had forgotten all about the times he didn't.

It was going well. The two of you were laughing, smiling, talking. He couldn't keep his hands off you either. He even got you a gift, an expensive watch you've been eyeing for a while, but you never expected him to notice you wanted it or even remember. For an hour, you had completely pushed back the fact that he was almost never around anymore, deciding to enjoy whatever time you managed to get with him.

Then something started beeping, and you realised he'd been wearing his gizmo under his suit this whole time. He got up abruptly, telling you he is sorry, that he will come back, but you knew better. You stayed in your seat for a while, a naïve part of you giving him a chance, the waiter came over by a couple of times, asking you if you wanted to order your entreé now, when he came over for the third time, you just asked him for the check.

You grumbled as you fell on a nearby chair, whatever excuse he had this time, it needed to be a really good one.

Your huffs and puffs came to a halt when you heard the balcony door slide open. The familiar glow of his blue and red suit reflected in your eyes. He was holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand, and when his mask dissipated, you saw the apologetic look on his face. You turned your face away.

"I needed to run a quick errand, amor. Just a technical problem. I wasn't gone for long." His words were met with unsettling silence. Miguel expected you'd be at least throwing a snarky remark or even reprimanding him for what he did, but this silence, it was new.

"I got you flowers." He said, as if that was suppose to make you throw yourself at his arms. Telling him how much of a great man he is. But you didn't say anything, only folding your arms over your chest. Miguel tossed the flowers on the table, and walked over to stand infront of you.

"You know, I don't like not being looked at." His hands were at both arms of the chair, and he was leaning over you. Your eyes met his, only because he moved his head to look at you. You looked the other way. He didn't get to look at you. Not after today.

"I don't like being ignored either."

The urge to reply to him was increasing. Where does he get all this audacity from?

"Maybe if I wouldn't ignore you if you didn't ditch me in the middle of our anniversary dinner."

is what you would've said, but you knew that's what he wants, and you sure as hell weren't going to give him anything he wants after the little stunt he pulled.

Miguel huffed, growing rather irritated. He couldn't apologise to you if you were just going to ignore him. He ran his hands through his hair, taking a deep breath.

Then he kneeled.

You almost moved, almost asked him what he was doing, but you didn't. You were committed to the bit, until he proves that was truly sorry for what he'd done.

He removed his hands from the armrest, and instead put them on your exposed knees. "If you're not going to talk to me, I'm going to make you." The sight of him on his knees, his big, gloved hands against your skin, it made your tummy flutter. He caught your hesitant gaze, flashing you a grin. His hands spread your legs apart, and lowered his head. His fangs grazed against the skin above your knee, "Sorry." He mumbled, leaving a kiss against your skin. It dawned on you that he was apologising for what he'd done, "I wouldn't have left if it wasn't important."

That was the most half–assed apology you've ever received, but it was getting harder to think when his kisses were getting more frequent. He'd reached your inner thigh, and when he did, he sunk his teeth into your skin, sucking on the spot. The moans were caught stuck in your throat, you refused to let them out.

Miguel noticed how tense your body got, and looked up at you, raising his brows. "You're gonna stay silent through this too?" He asked, the grin never leaving his face. "That's fine, you won't be able to keep this up for long anyway." When he removed his head, you saw the spot he'd been sucking on was turning purple already.

He got off his knees, returning to his previous position, leaning over you with his hands on each side of the chair. He latched his mouth to your neck, peppering kisses all over your skin. You gripped the wood, digging your fingernails into the chair and closing your eyes. "Is this your idea of punishment?" He rasped, grabbing onto the strap of your dress. "Staying queit? This is torturing you more than me." It was true, your throat felt sore and that feeling in your stomach was not going away.

In one swift move, Miguel ripped the fabric off of you using one of his talons. You closed your legs as soon as you felt the coldness from the room, but Miguel put his knee between them, a grin on his face.

"I'll make it up for you, amor, if you'll let me."

[lovekz]

make me the last

syn -> famous photographer and artist rin fumbled the baddest bitch in his life.

content warnings : infidelity, drinking, foul language, idk word vomit

-

it was around six-twenty something in the afternoon, the sun was beginning to rest from the sky.

rindou had you laying in bed nude, recently recovering from a round of intense lovemaking.

"where do you wanna go for dinner baby?" rindou asks in a hushed voice, rubbing your hand slowly.

you glance at him intrigued, before giggle against his chest. "let a girl breathe first." you joked, shoving his chest playfully.

rindou laughs beside you, before pulling you closer to his much warmer body.

he pressed a kiss to your hand, tracing the ink with his eyes.

your ring finger had tatted ink around the base as though it were a ring, the moon and sun sitting in the clearing.

the skin closest to your thumb had a rose and a little heart heart beside it.

rindou had drawn these a couple years back, his first pieces of art that he published.

on your third anniversary, you decided to get them tatted and he loved it.

you huff a bit, before feeling his hand snake under your hip and roll the both of you over so you were on top of him.

"what about.. that restaurant that just opened. solace?" you suggest, pushing his hair to rest behind his ears.

he tilts his head back and thinks for a bit, before nodding with a short smile.

"think i'd like that." rindou offers a grin, rubbing the fat of your bare backside in his warm palm.

you hum quietly, muttering okay and pressing your nose into the junction between his neck and shoulder.

a few extra minutes in bed never hurts anyone, the restaurant wasn't going anywhere.

-

the two of you showered, got dressed in some casual clothes, and headed out to get to the restaurant.

thankfully, it wasn't too packed so you got your privacy and was able to take pictures and enjoy your food in peace.

most of the pictures taken was of you, eating, enjoying the drinks and music, and even posing outside.

rindou was only in some, in which he kinda hid his face in every now and then.

only people you were close to knew you were dating rindou, and by close you meant his brother and your shared friends.

other than that, it was a private relationship and thankfully no one seen the two of you on your causal outings.

"hey. i'm gonna use the bathroom and then we can leave." rindou says, pointing towards the back.

you glance at the sign and nod, waving him off and looking back to see which picture you wanted to post.

he gets out of his seat and makes his way their, stretching lightly.

the time length only bothers you when you hear your waitress clear her throat to gain your attention.

your eyes scan the room in confusion, your boyfriend nowhere in sight.

"i'm sorry, he's-" "i know where he is." the waitress cuts you off, sitting at the table with a soft smile.

you quirk an eyebrow at her, immediately sitting up in defensive mode.

you don't believe you've seen her face anywhere, but she sure as hell seemed to know you.

regardless, she's got your full attention and you want to know what she wants.

but thinking back, maybe you should've protected your peace and waited outside.

"i'm amira. you don't know me." she introduces, digging into her pocket with a short hum.

no shit, you think, tucking a hair behind your ear.

she pulls out a brown envelope and slides it over to you, before standing and taking the check book.

"get home before he does. you'll want to."

-

boy do you regret not keeping your peace. you stood in the kitchen, holding your head.

frustration. anger. horror. sadness.

you had no idea what to do, what to say.

in the brown envelope, there was a hand written letter from the waiter amira inside, along with a few polariods from the film you got him for his birthday.

it was one of a kind, because you purposely had them custom made.

it explained how she had been one of his girls up until a few months ago, when she found out about you.

said you had called in the middle of the two of them having sex, claiming a miscarriage.

he discarded it, explaining that you were 'his sister' and you needed him right this minute

his sister.

and she'd done her research, finding out about you through his brother by accident.

said she's sorry, and if she had known she wouldn't have spoken to him or even batted an eye.

the rest of the polariods were pictures of him and other girls, each one getting worse than the previous.

there were also messages of him and other girls talking, all having that same exact heart you had next to your contact.

only difference is you had the shiny ring on your hand to prove you were supposedly his.

"honey? why'd you leave without me?" rindou asks, walking in with the to go bags.

you take your hands off your face and look at him, then back at the evidence in front of you.

he squints from behind his glasses and walks up to the coffee table, picking up the first piece of paper.

he stares for a while before flipping the paper to show you in confusion.

"what's this? who's is this?" rindou asked you directly, sitting next to you and holding it.

you raise from your seat and snatch your hand away from his, walking to stand on the other side of the table.

"your pictures, your film, your texts. what is this- how dare you!" you raise your voice, mocking him.

rindou sighs, giving you a irritated look and standing from his seat.

"you don't have to yell at me. i'm in front of you. we can talk baby." rindou reassures quietly, as though he were innocent.

he was doing that thing he does.

the thing he does to ran, or shion, or anyone but you.

speaking to you as though you were a little girl who didn't know shit from shat.

so you said the only thing you could have proof of.

"where were you when i had that miscarriage?" you questioned, taking a deep breath.

"with shion. i told you this." rindou says, crossing his arms.

you scramble around the table, before picking up a polaroid picture and presenting it to him.

the picture of him and amira, the date and time presented as well as his signature and your little 'my love' in the bottom corner.

it was what made each and every one of the polaroids different from other photographer's polaroids.

"look, i don't know how someone got these, did these, but it's honestly horrifying." rindou saids, tossing his arms out.

you blinked, before nodding.

if she were to make all of this up, she'd have to go through great lengths and see one of the pictures.

that part was true at least.

so you hold your hand out and look him in the eye.

"then let me see your phone." you whisper, pointing your chin over to his phone that sat on the headrest.

he turns and grabs it, and you snatch your hand back before he could place it in your grasp.

"your work phone, haitani." you demand, pushing the tears down your throat viciously.

rindou pauses, before glancing around the room in hurried glances.

i fucking knew it.

you snatch off the ring on your finger and throw it at him, huffing a bit and swallowing your tears.

you couldn't cry in front of him. you couldn't let him make you vulnerable and easy to manipulate.

"i went through it already. cause you made the password ran's birthday backwards right?" you explain to him, dropping the polaroid picture on the floor.

you don't let him speak, just put on your shoes and sniffled.

"just leave me alone from now on. make me the last, rindou." you whisper, before stepping outside of the house.

your things were already packed in your car.

-

breaking news! : famous photographer and artist ri_tani accounts missing and supposed artist is on hiatus?

is ri_tani quitting his upcoming career? or is he planning something big for his fans?

photographer and artist ri_tani has fallen off earth? what happened?

what will happen to ri_tani's muse now that he has gone on hiatus?

ri_tani's muse is currently missing! all post from the account has been taken down. is the pair alright?

block any notifications, posts, mentions, or texts about (ri_tani) ?

no | yes

confirm?

confirmed! we will hide all posts related to (ri_tani)! enjoy your peace!

-

lights flashed as you stepped out of the vehicle, paparazzi and such taking pictures and screaming your name loudly.

you smile brightly at everyone and the cameras, showing up to your own event fashionably late.

a reporter stopped you, holding a microphone up to your face.

"miss! what made you open a art museum as a model?" she asked hurriedly.

you smile at her, tucking your hair behind your ear and looking at her.

"being beautiful means you love being surrounded by beautiful things." you explain lightly, walking further into the place.

when you make it in, everyone is standing around having light chatter and sipping on champange.

"if it isn't the lady of the hour." you hear call from beside you.

your boss, shuji hanma, stood by one of your most prized possessions wearing a grey suit.

you made your way over to him excitedly, before pulling him into a tight hug.

"this is so exciting shu! i wouldn't be here without you." you call out, shuffling on your heels.

shuji chuckles at that, nudging your shoulder lightly and having a seat near the fountain.

"don't degrade yourself sweetheart. now enjoy. got some mingling to do." shuji says, gesturing to the group of girls that were approaching.

of course where there's your boss, there was at least one girl hanging around for him.

thank goodness you weren't one of them.

you grab a glass of champange and make your way towards the big balcony in the back, sighing.

socializing immediately was not your go to.

you just wanted to have fun and enjoy your pretty fucking huge accomplishment.

you look up at the sky, counting however many stars you could and giving yourself a estimate of how much could be in the sky.

and how much you planned to put up there.

a flash comes from behind you, and you jump lightly, before turning around to face the camera.

"jesus! couldn't get my good side at least?" you joke, ready to pose for another one.

you freeze when you see the familiar face, concentrated on shaking the film to see the picture.

he doesn't look up at you, only the picture in his hand that he was aggressively shaking.

"don't worry, you're beautiful in all angles. you're the owner, right?" the man before you questions, finally looking up.

he scans your body lightly, not invading your privacy, but looking for something.

it stops at your hand, in which you hide from his view and look away.

he looks right back into your eyes, and takes quick steps to approach you.

"you need to leave. now." you demand, stepping to the side and venturing further into the party.

he tries to catch your arm, tries to speak to you, but you pay him no mind.

the party goes on, and finishes off with the entry of a new art from a few french artists.

you move on with your life, proud of your achievements and taking a break from social media and modeling.

it isn't until you go viral on the internet once more for a reason you never wanted to that you return.

former artists muse has been revealed to be our very own 'godsent' model (name)!

why did (name) hide the fact that she was a artist's muse?

after three long years of searching, former artist finds his muse at the grand opening of arts of heaven!

did former muse (name) go awol because we found her secret?

the only reason these had popped up on your phone because they did not bring up that godforsaken name.

the name you tried to block out years ago, but it seems he's made his return back into his life and you wanted him out.

you screamed into your pillow, kicking your legs like a child.

why did he have to show up that night? why did he have to ruin everything you had going for yourself?

why couldn't you live in peace?

your phone rings, and you turn over to see shuji facetiming you.

you pick it up, showing your face like he'd probably demand you to if you hadn't when it connected.

the phone answers, and he has his phone propped up on his desk.

he seems to be at home, in the office you helped him decorate a while back while he was sick.

"good. had to make sure you were okay." shuji hums in delight, glancing at the phone for a milisecond before typing loudly.

"what am i gonna do shu? i don't wanna be known as his muse." you complain, rolling over in bed.

shuji sighs, folding his hands and facing his camera completely.

he didn't look the least amount of stress, he actually looked like he was enjoying your suffering.

"you have nothing to worry about. it's under control." shuji answers, before turning back to his computer.

it doesn't reassure you in the slightest, but you stay silent regardless.

you scroll through social media, before something completely horrifying pops up on your phone.

a art gallery, digital of course, made by ri_tani himself.

what was it you may ask?

the land of fucking love.

-

when rindou hears his door ring, he leans back out of his chair in confusion.

he knows he ordered groceries online, and had a few packages come it, but he specifically said not to knock or ring the bell.

so who would ignore his wishes?

he shuts off the music he had playing in the background, and it makes him freeze.

it was louise by tv girl, one of the songs he heavily related to.

he missed his muse, badly.

the knocking and ringing of his doorbell persisted, so he quickly stormed upstairs to his front door.

it was probably ran, coming to shove his niece into his hands so he could go on some adventure with his girl.

lucky him, he gets the happy ending.

rindou just gets what he can remember and the arts and pictures of his muse.

he swings the door open and is immediately greeted with you, the girl from the opening.

"you think this is funny, rindou?" you spit out, glaring daggers and wishing dangers over his head.

you say his name with such anger, such passion. it makes his heart flutter just a bit.

whoever made you knew just what they were doing.

the way you screwed up your nose, stared him down, and even raised your voice though you knew he looked and probably was stronger than you.

he wonders how you’d look if-

‘focus rindou. no time for that.’ he thinks, inhaling deeply.

"..no? i'm sorry?" he questions, crossing his arms in confusion.

he steps to the side and lets you in, watching as you kick your shoes off and walk further into the house.

you seem to know where to go, and he doesn't seem to mind it. it looks, feels, and seems natural to him.

natural enough to let you behave like a mad woman that is.

you were probably looking for something, and knew where to find it so he'll leave you be.

not because you look like you'll throw his dining chair over his head if he moves an inch or says even a syllable.

definitely not.

rindou sits at the marble counter and stares at the chandelier, waiting for your return.

and when you do, it's his laptop you hold in your hands.

you place it down onto the counter and type in the password in front of him, before opening a few tabs.

rindou must know you, since you know a lot about him down to his laptop's password.

you slide the screen over to him and he stares at his latest digital project.

the land of love.

"yes that's mine. and?" rindou questions, resting his head onto his palm as he stares up at you.

you're fucking gorgeous, but so familiar.

the feeling you give him is full of melancholy love, and he wants to know why.

"why the fuck would you make this? i told you to leave me alone!" you exclaim loudly, ready to tear his head off.

he thinks if you huff anymore you'll pass out or maybe turn into a actual tomato.

regardless, it was totally hot.

if he had his sketch book with him he would’ve drew you right there.

"okay. calm down. do i know you?" he genuinely asks, standing from his seat.

his demeanor was definitely pissing you off, but his eyes hold genuine confusion in them.

you don't know what happened, why he was either seriously pretending he doesn't know you, or why he really doesn't.

but you weren't sure if you wanted to find out.

he stares you down, before looking at the tattoo on your hand.

"you. it was you. you're my muse, right?" rindou clarifies, grabbing your hand to get a closer look then looking back at the laptop.

you don't snatch your hand out of his, just watch him as he sits down while holding your hand.

he seems happy now, unable to contain himself.

"what is going on with you?" you questioned, exasperated tone soaking your words before you can stop it.

rindou looks up at you, and lets go of your inked hand. he gestures to the seat next to him and you take it.

"the last few years i had been taking in too much alcohol and drugs on a daily basis." rindou begins, looking at the marble counter.

it must have been after you left when he started doing this, because you don't recall him drinking or smoking unless he was absolutely stressed and couldn't reach you.

you meant a lot to him, career and personal wise. but you couldn't handle not being the only one he seeked in bed.

you deserved better, and got better.

"to the point where i was drunk everyday without even drinking sometimes. it fogged my brain. even ended up.. you know." he says, not wanting to say the word.

you don't respond, waiting for him to finish.

rindou sighs, leaning back and looking up at his candle chandeler.

"i'm in rehab though. doing therapy to help figure out what i'm missing. the uh- land of love was a release of the information." rindou explains, shifting his eyes towards the site.

the information of him losing his memories.

the information about forgetting you, the most important thing that lived and breathed near him for years.

funny part is, he knew you. he just didn't know what you looked like.

hence the art slowly fading from your back portraits to just the tattoos on your hands.

you sigh, running your hands over the counter in deep thought. there wasn't anything you could say.

but he was genuine. he wanted to know what happened that made you leave.

and you told him. from start to finish.

rindou listened the entire time, not interrupting you once.

he was finally getting the information he wanted. the information he needed to move on.

the house grows silent as you run your hands up and down the marble counter.

rindou is staring up at the chandelier again, completely still.

hearing about his past self seemed.. true enough. especially if you were this mad.

“that.. I was a douche.” rindou says absentmindedly, closing his eyes.

when he doesn’t receive a response, he opens them again to look at him.

you’re glaring at him, but it doesn’t hold the same amount of anger as earlier.

rindou falters a bit under your gaze, fixing his lips into a pout.

“I… am a douche?” he questions, obviously trying to please you.

you scoff lightly, and stand up from your seat.

rindou follows you, stumbling over his mess clothes and staring at you.

you start scrambling, picking up your keys, phone, and purse.

“I shouldn’t be here. I should go.” you say quickly, sniffling and looking around.

what were you looking for?

it doesn’t matter, because rindou grabs your hand before you can try to leave.

“stay. please. why do you have to go?” rindou questions desperately.

you pause and frown, before looking at him.

“if I do, I’ll never want to leave.” you whisper, sniffling slightly.

rindou pulls you closer, watching as your other arm goes limp.

your keys fall to the floor next to you, but he does catch your phone.

“is that a bad thing?” rindou questions.

and you don’t know what to do.

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

WIBTA if i reach out to an abusive ex about a potential stalker of theirs?

so, this is gonna be hard to talk about. i'm scared they'll see it, and i am still not fully recovered. i am sorry for any weird wording or misspelling.

i split with my ex 4 years ago and will refer to them as L. they were emotionally abusive and manipulative to me. it was genuinely one of the worst things i went through.

about a year after splitting, suddenly in a span of a few months, 3 separate people ended up talking to me about what L did to them too. i got really nervous and then found that they were selling a character of theirs, including old ship art i made for us. this is the part where i know i messed up, because i got really upset and spoke to my L again to say to never let this happen again and get therapy and to not sell that art along with the characters. i really shouldn't have, i said things i regret, and i recognize that part. i am the asshole there. it didn't go well and they essentially pulled the definition of DARVO on me and ended with a mutual block. i have not contacted them since and i tried to maintain my distance.

in 2023, i was on a social media website for a niche fandom that shows you who views your profile. i found someone whose posts i liked on there, saw they had a partner with the same anniversary date as my current partner and i, just in 2023 instead of 2020 like my partner and i. and i was like, ah shit, that's pretty cool! and i checked out the profile of said person's partner, and it was L. they both promptly blocked me, then unblocked me again a few days later. that was when i saw that L's partner was vaguing me and saying that i had been stalking them (the partner, not L) and telling them to split with L for a long time. i want to be clear, i only saw this because i so much so did not have any clue who this was that i clicked on their profile again because i forgot already who they were. i still have no idea who they are, i have never spoken to them. i want so badly to stress that i wanted to be as far removed from this as i could, and i had been for 2 years.

now is where i am conflicted. i know L could be lying to them. they talked a lot of shit of prior partners to me too, and according to those who reached out to me, apparently told a lot of lies. but part of me wonders if that really did happen, and it was someone else, and linked to why suddenly so many people came to me before in 2021? like, all the lies i had been told they told were nothing like this. this is really an impressive lie to be spinning. honestly, i still have always hoped someday they will be better. i genuinely want that and i want to believe there's good in them that will prevail. i've been told i give people too many chances.

i feel like i should leave this be, but part of me is still hoping, somewhere, that the good person i used to see if still there and deserves to know that a) it wasn't me and b) they might have a stalker of sorts? i really don't know. the thought of talking to them again is genuinely terrifying, but if that is true, i guess i feel like they do deserve to know.

so, WIBTA if i reach out about this?

What are these acronyms?

[jessicaslittlelovesickmess]

Stick Season

Pairing: Emily Prentiss x reader, Larissa Weems x reader

Warnings: angst, hints of miscarriage

The team sat drinking in Emily's apartment “Oh and what about that woman you dated! The pretty one” Morgan laughed “Y/n?” She responded confused. “Yeah! What happened to her?” Penelope gasped wide-eyed “Um- she moved away” Emily swallowed.

“She was so pretty” JJ sighed leaning back on the sofa “I still remember her babysitting Henry for me” she smiled “She has talent” JJ tilted her drink. The radio played softly in the background as the group made Emily's ex the main subject "Imagine having to tell people how badly you fumbled" Morgan shook his head.

Penelope hummed along before starting to sing, JJ joined in until Spencer and Morgan hummed too "And I'm terrified of the weather, 'cause I see you when it rains". Emily closed her eyes listening to the music, Hotch and Rossi looked knowingly. This was you.

"Doc told me to travel, but there's COVID on the planes" They all stood to dance not realising the lyrics just yet or maybe they did. "And I love Vermont but it's the season of the sticks" Emily's eyes opened you always wanted to visit Vermont, that's where your mum was from. It had been two years almost since you had broken up "And I saw your mom, she forgot that I existed" Emily wanted to laugh.

"And it's half my fault, but I just like to play the victim" She knew it was partly a dig at her "I'll drink alcohol 'til my friends come home for Christmas". You never drank because your dad was an alcoholic "And I'll dream each night of some version of you!!!" Spencer's voice cracked.

"That I might not have, but I did not lose" Emily quickly stood, on a race to the bathroom, closing the door only making the music seem louder. "No, I am no longer funny 'cause I miss the way you laugh. You once called me forever now you still can't call me back."

She had to find you and it wasn't hard she knew you tried to contact her still Emily watched the phone ring through unable to face she had hurt you. Stick season was the name of your song. It came out a year ago but now you were posting some gorgeous blonde on Instagram,

You were finally doing everything you had always planned, you looked happy Larissa had proposed on your anniversary she seemed nice. The more she scrolled Larissa was a principal for what school it didn't say but your following had boosted. You'd made it just like you spoke about.

There was another picture- a few actually that stood out a picture of a dove but you were scared of birds the caption read Joanne Prentiss. Emily didn't know a Joanne and definitely not one with her last name, it was posted a few months after you broke up. Another picture closer to when you had moved out was two plates but only one set of cutlery. It flew over Emily's head, had you been seeing Larissa longer than the internet said?" she wondered still stalking you.

"I hope this pains just passin' through, but I doubt it" Emily slumped against the bathtub watching the last two years of your life in pictures. Everyone made sure to remind her how she let you go but back then it felt best.

You will marry Larissa who helped you gain your shine back and she'll rot at work, you will continue a family while hers will grow without her. You will be happy and that's all she could hope for until she accidently liked a post from when you moved to Vermont.

"Em? Are you okay?" you messaged not long after but Emily couldn't bring herself to say the truth "I'm great, Penelope was on my phone" she frowned. 'Okay, I'm just checking but it's good to hear you're still alive' Two years for this, Emily still lying. It's the alcohol she tried to pass 'Yeah I guess, I heard your song it's...' Emily typed only to delete it 'Yeah, I'm sorry I wasn't there' No Emily.

'I love you- no' 'yeah I guess so, I see you're well' the song was coming to an end "Now your tire tracks and one pair of shoes. And I'm split in half, but that'll have to do" JJ sang loudly. It took a moment for you to respond 'Yeah it took a while, life was tough but it wasn't anything I hadn't gone through before'.

'Can we be friends?' Emily was quick to text 'I'm not sure, you really hurt me but only time will tell. I have to go now Em, Larissa just got home but please take care'.

[hornyhornyhimbos]

can we get a glimpse into the future of how cowboy steve and reader are doing? do they still own the bar he bought for them and do they have kids? it would be cute to see steve have a mini him that loves to ride bulls

so so sorry for just now getting around to posting this!! more on that later but for now, i hope you enjoy!!!!

"When She Says Baby" ~ S. Harrington

Summary: Excitement is high as the Harringtons celebrate the two year anniversary of opening their little bar. But for Reader, anxiety is also high as her yearly gynecologist's appointment rolls around…

Pairing: Bull Rider!Steve Harrington x AFAB!Reader

Word Count: 3,285

Content Warning: MINORS DNI (18+ content) unprotected piv sex, creampie, oral f!receiving, fingering f!receiving, breeding kink, daddy kink, sorta cockwarming but not really, sorta dubious consent (they're in an established relationship but were both tipsy beforehand), dirty talk, explicit language, alcohol consumption, lmk if i missed anything!

Extra Notes: i haven't really written a breeding kink before so if this is bad, i apologize // also really could've sworn i queued this yesterday so let's all pretend it's still filthy friday, ok??

Based On: the rest of this series and the ask mentioned above!

Originally Written: 06/23/2023 through 06/28/2023

filthy fridays | stranger things masterlist

Your veins had been burning all day with some mixture of adrenaline, excitement and anxiety.

It was the two year anniversary of opening Harrington's Honky-Tonk, which Steve had reluctantly agreed on calling it, and the day had been filled with preparation for the big party that night. Fans had come from just about anywhere in Indiana and the surrounding states when they heard Steve Harrington was celebrating the momentous occasion with half-off drinks and a big announcement at the end of the night.

Your day, however, started to go a little differently when you arrived at your gynecologist's office for your yearly check-up.

You weren't necessarily nervous because of something potentially bad. It wasn't like you were pregnant, you and Steve used two different types of protection nearly every time you had sex. And it definitely wasn't like you had an STI, considering you and Steve had been loyal to each other for so many years.

No, what had you anxious was the fact that you needed your IUD replaced. Or, maybe you didn't…

Every part of your brain knew you should've talked to Steve before the appointment about what route to take. You were a hundred percent positive that getting pregnant was nowhere in the cards for the near future. Still, some part of you knew having the IUD replaced wasn't what you wanted. So, instead of getting it replaced, you decided to simply have the old one taken out.

Some weird jumble of both guilt and relief fluttered around in your stomach the whole afternoon and into the night. The only time you'd found a tiny bit of solace was in the two shots of vodka you'd downed at the party, but toward the end of the night, it had certainly worn off and the feeling from before quickly returned.

Steve must've noticed, pulling you away from the bar and into the back room. You were tempted to down a whole bottle of vodka from the rack beside you rather than admit your secret to him, but thought better of it.

"You alright?" he asked, his hand brushing yours as if asking permission to hold it. Despite being married for over a year now and having been together for five years in total, he was still a gentleman. Holding doors for you, giving you the last of his fries, and asking permission on almost everything were practically daily occurrences with Steve around.

You nodded softly, despite being the exact opposite of that seven letter word he'd just used. "I'm okay, just stressed about tonight."

Steve's big announcement was the whiskey brand he'd been working on, and while you weren't all that nervous about the fans' reactions—you knew it would go over well, the way his fans adored him—part of you had still been a little scared about the financial aspect of it. Starting a new company was difficult—you'd both experienced that firsthand.

One of his hands moved up to cup your cheek, distracting you from your current train of thought. His thumb rubbed soft lines along your skin. "Hey, whatever happens happens, right?" he reassured you. He pulled you up for a soft kiss on the forehead, greeting you with an even softer smile when he pulled away. "It'll be okay, I promise."

'Whatever happens happens,' his words rang through your head like an alarm you wanted so desperately to turn off. Your mind wandered back to your secret, and hoped that those words would apply once again whenever you told him.

The rest of the night went by surprisingly fast and smoothly, you and Steve loosening up a little over some Jack and Cokes and a round of line dancing that neither of you were sure how you'd gotten roped into. His announcement even went over well—considering all the excited shouts and whooping that rang throughout the bar in response—and Steve seemed to be at an all time high when he pulled you toward the staircase.

In fact, you were sure you'd never seen a smile as big as the one Steve was sporting as he picked you up bridal-style, carrying you up the stairs and into your shared apartment.

The two of you had originally planned on buying a house in a nearby neighborhood, but when things fell through, you both realized just how much you liked the idea of turning the upstairs area of the bar into an apartment. Flash forward two and a half years and now, the place was transformed into a cozy little one bedroom apartment, littered with Steve's various awards and many, many pairs of cowboy (and cowgirl) boots.

Your arms were wrapped tight around his neck, a gentle smile tugging at your own lips as he kicked the door shut with his foot. Seeing Steve so excited was almost enough to distract you from the impending news you had yet to deliver.

Steve set you down on the floor, his hands making their way to your hips while his mouth locked on yours. "Did you know I love you more than anyone has ever put into words?" he asked between kisses, one hand traveling from your hip to your ass. It had been so long since Steve had gotten tipsy, you'd almost forgotten how frisky alcohol could make him.

Guilt twisted into a tight knot in the pit of your stomach. Pulling away, you decided it was best to just rip off the band-aid. You couldn't hold back any longer, you felt like you'd explode if you did. "You can't say things like that when I'm about to tell you something that'll make you hate me forever."

His face softened as he stepped closer to you. A gentle kiss brushed over your forehead before his eyes greeted yours. "I doubt you could ever do that," he countered, his hands moving back to your waist.

Your eyes parted from his, looking down at his boots and wondering just how you of all people got lucky enough to marry the best man in the whole world. A deep sigh left your mouth before the words you'd been dreading followed. "I went to the gyno today."

"Oh, yeah, your yearly appointment was today. How'd that go?"

You forced your eyes to meet his, and the remorseful feeling in your stomach twisted and writhed even harder when you saw the soft honey color that had settled in them. After that, the words tumbled out so fast that even you couldn't believe he had that much of an influence on you. "She took out my IUD! There, I said it! Stop looking at me like that!"

A string of chuckles tumbled from his lips as he bent down, his mouth melding to yours again. You couldn't lie, you were definitely shell-shocked from this unexpected reaction.

"Don't you get it?" you all but screamed as your mouths parted. "She took it out! As in, she didn't replace it! Doesn't that make you the least bit angry with me for not asking first?"

Steve shook his head as the grin from earlier made its way back to his mouth. "No, it doesn't. It's your body, you can do whatever you so please with it. It does mean a lot though that you care about my opinion so much."

Guilt was overpowered by the biggest wave of love you'd ever felt for this man. "You do realize we have to be extra careful now, right? Like, no going without a condom, taking morning after pills, the whole nine yards of precaution."

The honey color that swirled in his irises quickly turned to a lustful black. "Who said?"

You felt like you were experiencing whiplash from the amount of different emotions you'd felt in the past five minutes. You couldn't lie, you weren't opposed to having kids, but you had been absolutely positive Steve didn't want them right now, so his words definitely took you by surprise.

Your eyebrows furrowed together, but not a second later, Steve kissed away the confused crease between them. "But-"

He shook his head, already knowing exactly what you were going to say. "I never wanted to wait. Sure, a lot has happened in the past few years so the timing wouldn't have been great, but not for one second did I not want to have kids with you."

Happy tears filled your eyes as you pulled him down for a long kiss, adoration flowing from the top of your head all the way down to the tips of your toes. His hands slipped into your back pockets as he deepened the kiss, his tongue all but forcing its way into your mouth.

You pulled him ever so close, your limbs entangling like they belonged to one another. His mouth moved away from yours and down to your neck, sucking on the pulse point and eliciting a moan. Steve chuckled, pulling you toward the bed but not once removing his lips from your body.

Somewhere along the way, he kicked off his boots before pushing you back on the bed. He tugged off your sneakers, tossing them toward the shoe rack, then making quick work of your jeans. "What do you say?" he asked, kissing you again, harder and needier than he had before. "Do you want that?"

"Please," you all but begged, your hands meeting his back, nails raking the skin beneath his shirt.

"Please… what?" he asked, tossing off the skin-tight tee shirt he'd been sporting. After seeing the way it hugged the muscles of his arms and the dips of his chest and stomach, you'd been desperate for him to take it off since the moment he put it on.

Your breathing sped up as you thought about your answer. "Please," you repeated, "wanna make you a daddy. A real daddy."

His eyes were completely lust-blown by now, his fingers drawing tantalizing circles on your thigh as he leaned down to meet your still-clothed core with a soft kiss. "I like the way you think, princess."

He made quick work of your panties, his lips immediately connecting to your clit. He hummed in pleasure, the vibration only pushing you closer to the edge. Over the years, Steve had found all the perfect ways to unravel you, and you knew it wouldn't be long before you were cumming.

"Steve," you whined, your hands intertwining in his already messy hair. You guided him to where you needed him most, his tongue dipping inside you while his nose bumped against your clit. Your legs wrapped around his shoulders, pulling him impossibly closer.

He parted from you with a low laugh, your eyes rolling in both frustration and want. "Can't help it," he said, kissing your pussy again, "Gotta make sure she's ready for me."

His tongue slipped back into your hole, your wetness surely soaking the stubble that covered his cheeks. Moans and whines tumbled from your mouth, one after the other, until you were on the brink of falling apart. Your veins burned with arousal, your eyes nearly rolling to the back of their sockets when his mouth moved up to your clit, replacing his tongue easily with two fingers.

Fingertips grazed your G-spot, and in an instant, you were coming undone, all but screaming his name as you came on his tongue.

Slowly, he pulled his fingers out before holding them up to your parted lips. "Suck," Steve instructed, dark eyes meeting your glassy ones. You didn't hesitate, swirling your tongue around the digits and taking in the taste of your essence.

You worked to control your breathing as his fingers tugged at the hem of your shirt, slowly pulling it over your head, his eyes nearly popping out at the sight of your breasts and the way they all but spilled out of your bra. "Just think," he started, pulling one of them out of the cup and palming at it, his fingers twisting the bud and drawing out a mewl from your lips, "Gonna be so pretty and big." Steve was a huge fan of your boobs anyway, but you knew he was going to be utterly obsessed with how big they'd get if or when you got pregnant.

His lips wrapped around your nipple while he palmed at the neglected one. Your eyes rolled in desire, a small, "Fuck," falling from your lips.

Steve forced himself to remove his lips from you, knowing he'd stay there for hours if he didn't. He shoved his pants and boxers off in one swift motion, throwing them in the general direction of the bathroom. His cock sprung up, and you swore you'd never felt as carnal for him as you did at that moment.

"You ready?" he asked, being ever the gentleman. You nodded and in a second, he was pushing inside you. Groans and expletives tumbled from Steve's lips, his head falling forward as he slowly slid in. "Fuuuck," he sighed heavily, "I love you."

"Not as much- shit- as I love you," you exhaled, shifting your hips and chasing down the rest of his length. The crescent moons of your fingernails dug into his back, surely on the verge of making him bleed.

He slowly pulled out and pushed back in, beginning to create that perfect rhythm only he knew how to provide you with. "Yeah? Love me so much you're gonna- fuck- carry my baby around? Let everyone know who got you in that state?"

A soft whimper slipped from your tongue as you managed a nod, rutting your hips in an attempt to speed up Steve's motions.

"So needy," he teased, canting his hips faster, fast enough to catch you off guard. His cock brushed your sensitive spot, your back arching off the bed in response. "Just so ready for me to fill you up, huh?"

You whined, pulling him down with one hand while the other still scraped at his spine. Your mouths connected in a messy kiss, surely leaving your lips swollen when he pulled away. "Please," you begged again, "fill me up, daddy."

A guttural groan rolled off his tongue as his hips pistoned harder, his heavy balls slapping against you as he chased down his high. "Your wish is my command, sweetheart," he replied, his lips meeting the dip of your breasts. "Gonna get you all pretty and full, over and over again. Gonna remind you of the only man that can fill you like that."

Your pussy fluttered around him, your orgasm quickly approaching. "Fuck, Steve!" you exclaimed, surely loud enough for the people downstairs to hear. "I'm gonna-"

"Cum for me, baby," he said, somehow making the phrase sound encouraging yet filthy at the same time. "Cum all over daddy's cock, yeah?"

Whimpers and moans tumbled off your tongue as you fell apart underneath him, your hands grasping at his shoulders to steady yourself. Your toes curled, digging into his hips and pulling him even further inside you.

His hips rutted in a sloppy rhythm and you knew it wouldn't be long before he was cumming too. He sucked a harsh kiss on the dip of your neck, surely leaving a hickey in his wake. "God, you're gonna be so pretty. All knocked up with my babies. Showing everyone how willing you were for me to fill you up and fuck you right."

His name fell from your lips like a record stuck on a loop, a mantra you needed in order to survive. The overstimulation was too much and not enough all at once, your eyes crossing in pure pleasure as yet another orgasm built within you.

One of his hands gripped yours, lacing his large digits in between your smaller ones, his thumb rubbing soft lines along the back of your hand. Steve stopped mid-thrust, his previously dark eyes turning to gentle ones, and you swore you saw tears forming in them. He took a deep breath before leaning down to kiss you, a soft kiss so different from the rough, longing kisses from before. A smile pulled at his lips when he moved away, his eyes meeting yours.

"You sure about this? Last chance," he kidded, but you could tell there was some seriousness hidden behind his playful tone.

You nodded before kissing him again, your opposite hand slipping into his hair again and giving it a gentle tug. "I'm ready," you reassured him, now nearly on the brink of tears yourself. "Been ready since the day I laid eyes on you, cowboy."

He pushed back in, slowly building back up his pace and working both of you back to the brink of orgasm. His lips parted into an open 'O' as he thrusted one last time, emptying all that he had inside you as you climaxed for a third time.

It was by no means the first time you'd gone without a condom, but something about this time was different. Maybe it was knowing that you no longer had an IUD, maybe it was the risk of it sticking this time. Whatever it was, it had you feeling a closeness to Steve that you weren't sure you'd ever felt before.

He flipped the two of you over, allowing you to fall limp on top of him. Your chests heaved in lousy attempts to calm your breathing, the only noise filling the air being that of your exhales. His palm abandoned yours, moving up to your back and sliding soft lines up and down your spine. Parted lips greeted your scalp with a gentle kiss, before they moved down to your forehead, finally stopping at your own lips as he turned your face towards his.

"Stevie?" you said, looking up at him through previously mascara-coated lashes, the makeup surely having been sweated off by now.

"Yeah?" he answered, grazing another peck across your forehead.

You hated to ruin the moment but… "I need to pee."

A goofy grin formed on his face as he rolled you back over, gripping his hands around your thighs and keeping you wrapped around him. His cock was still buried inside you, still pressed against your sweet spot, still finding a way to make you moan despite barely having moved. "Sorry, can't do that."

Your head fell back against the mattress, a frustrated growl falling your lips. Sure, you weren't really all that frustrated—you could eat, sleep, and breathe with Steve's dick buried inside you and it still wouldn't be enough—but you really did need to pee, and you knew this was the only way you'd get him to pull out. "I'm gonna piss all over you and the bed if you don't let me move."

A sly smirk pulled at the corners of his mouth. "Kinky," he chuckled, "I like that in a woman."

You couldn't help the snicker that he elicited out of you. Still, you shook your head in protest. "Please? I really do need to pee."

"Gotta make sure it sticks," he countered, pulling you closer to him, if that was even possible.

This time, a smirk pulled at your lips. "I doubt it won't stick, considering how hard you just fucked me," you argued. "But I'll tell you what. If you let me go pee, you can try again," you paused, kissing his neck, "and again," a kiss on his earlobe, "and again," a final kiss on those plump, pink lips you loved so much, "until it finally does stick. How 'bout that?"

He slowly pulled out, low mewls exiting both of your mouths in sync. Steve moved just enough for you to stand up, his palm slapping your ass playfully as you began to walk away. "You wanna know something?"

"What's that?" you asked, flicking on the bathroom light.

He followed you into the bathroom, his eyes turning dark once again. "I like the way you think, cowgirl."

So... surprise??

I really did mean to post this however many months ago when I got the request. But I guess I was just never really happy with this fic and I wanted to re-write it or just trash the idea and start over but nothing really ever felt right. So I'm sticking with the original and hoping you guys enjoy! I have so much more to come for this cowboy and his girl but for now, this is where they are.

To the anon who requested this, I hope you're still around. Sorry I kept you waiting for so long. I hope it was somewhat worth the wait ❤️

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