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putting a ribbon on their biceps trend.

ᙏ̤̫ 엔하이픈 ♡ femreader & requested! fluff established relationship + cw. not-proofread skinship pet-names 0.5k | ( bookshelf )

heeseung would wear the ethereal smile of his when you bring the idea up, as the big fans of trend from this silly social media: he'd try to discreetly make the thought of doing it reach your head by making allusions to it, “oh look at that ribbon!” (you'd see right through him). he'd barely be able to stay still as you tie the ribbon around his biceps, his already short sleeves rolled and his beautiful skin exposed to the work. “show my face,” he tells you while you film— excited to be showed off on your account.

jongseong would have his eyes widen, flabbergast taking all over him as you sit next to him and roll up his sleeves; “wow.. why so eager, princess?” he'd tell you with a flirty smile and you'd stop in your motion, giving him a ‘shut up, idiot’ look perfectly accompanied with a charming smile of yours. he'd let you do your thing, enjoying whatever you are enjoying as-well. he'd just sit there and flex his biceps when you tell him to..

jaeyun would bite down his lips, enthusiasm washing all over him: both because you want to do a coupe trend with him and because he loves to show off what he worked so hard on to achieve. he'd even start flexing his biceps as soon as you start to tie the fabric around his muscle. “give it a kiss, so the mark would stain” he'd tell you before you start recording. unable to keep it any longer, you'd hear his giggles with lana del rey in the background.

sunghoon would feel himself to the maximum, with they way he loves to show his biceps at whenever chance he gets— and, because he has never dreamed of anything but doing trends with you. he is the type of boyfriend to flex his biceps so much, the ribbon would break; therefore the end of the video would show sunghoon laughing, a bit blurry, still, as you move the camera to his face.

seonwoo would be a tiniest bit taken aback when you start to tie the ribbon around his biceps— but it's not like he wouldn't be used to your weird antics already. nonetheless, he'd still be a bit curious of what the reason of this might be, “what does that even mean?” he'd ask you, fingers tips brushing against the pink fabric, “it's a trend, we are supposed to put a ribbon around what is ours” he'd flush as soon as the words leaves your mouth ><

jungwon would surprise you with the knowledge of the trend, already rolling up his sleeves when he sees you coming with the ribbon— he'd wear a smile that screams ‘i have been waiting for this’. if you feel like being teasing and humbling him a bit, which you would, you'd ignore him and put it in your hair. “oh, please,” he'd say with his hands appearing on your waist while you stand next to his sitting self. you'd end up sitting on his laps, tying another ribbon around his biceps.

riki would enjoy having a ribbon; he wouldn't know if it's because it's cute or just because you are the one putting it on his biceps.. ^^' seeing that he likes it, you'd end up putting ribbons all over him: hair strands, biceps, even might as-well wrap one around his tiny waist. and, with a content smile on his face, he wouldn't complain about it all.

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[dekuneho]

prohero!katsuki x reader — suggestive, mdni

Walking home alone at this hour is dangerous. Reckless, stupid. You'll get swallowed up by all kinds of creeps, your boyfriend told you once.

That’s why you need a hero to take care of you when this happens.

Pro Hero Dynamight — first in the official Chart, the bastard that makes all the villains shriek and the girls scream — makes this clear as he presses up against your back, thigh peeking between your legs, mouth to the shell of your ear — all for security, of course. He slides a heated hand from your hip to the curve of your thigh, his gloves rough on skin if it weren’t for the barrier of your jeans.

“What’s a pretty little thing like you doin’ out here all alone?” Dynamight rasps to your neck.

You gasp at the heat of his body towering over you, feeling a little weak in the knees. A big, strong Pro Hero cornering you like this… It’s a little scandalous. Your heart pounds for all the wrong reasons. “My— My boyfriend's working overtime. He’s a Pro, too, you see. A little too busy for me sometimes, Dynamight, sir.”

His big hand spans across your thigh, a steady weight that twitches at your formal address. It explores boldly. “A Pro, huh,” he echoes, gripping your chin to press his mouth against your jaw. “Looks like he ain’t doin’ his job to me.”

You shudder, and he follows it with a finger trailing up your spine near possessively, a dragon to his newly-found treasure. You tilt your head to meet the pierce of his red eyes, too helpless to not draw closer to the mouth that’s putting you in a trance with each filthy word. A handsome man like him, so eager to touch you... Who is to blame you, really? Your boyfriend’s left you a little needy.

“Ah, but — it’s okay.” You squirm and look up at him through your lashes. Coy and easy. “I’m used to taking care of myself. He’s busy enough.”

“He’s a jackass,” Dynamight says fiercely, half-distracted by your mouth.

You nearly break character, a little laugh slipping out. And with the way he grins, he knows what he’s doing wrong.

“Ahem. Dynamight, sir,” you return seamlessly, with the grace of a professional. Your back arches willingly as he drags you impossibly close, hip to hip. “We can’t… not like this. Someone might see.”

“Who gives a shit,” he says, then grips one whole thigh and squeezes appreciatively. “You’re already ruttin’ against me like a horndog, anyway.”

“Like a—” Incensed, you slap his chest, then hit it a few times more out of frustration. “Katsuki, gross! Stop ruining the scene, dammit.”

“What?” Katsuki’s frowns rather theatrically. The picture of innocence that doesn’t quite fit with his growing smug grin. “I didn’t ruin anything. Look, I’m still har—”

“Okay.” You exhale sharply, pushing away from him. Katsuki laughs, trying to pull you back to him, cooing. “You know what? Just skip the foreplay and take me home.”

[koipudding]

jing yuan, who loves when you’re wearing his clothes, and you return them to him. it’s so domestic and simple but he craves it. (gn reader, not a serious drabble.) reader is characterized as smaller than jy, interpret as you wish.

wc: 470

The clothes smell like you, of course. The laundry detergent you bought, your shampoo and the little scent beads you like to put in the washing machine. He doesn’t mind the musk that lingers on his old shirts after you clean the whole house, no of course not. Jing Yuan adores smelling your musk, lotion and conditioner melding together and melting into his shirt.

You go out to buy new scent beads every other month, a tiny little jar of them. Jing Yuan swears to anyone who listens that you’re doing this on purpose. Mixing your shampoo and lotion to match with the scent beads, changing the fabric softener to mess with his head (and laundry). He laments this to Fu Xuan, Qingzu, and Yanqing, who all beg you to stick to one routine before the General loses his sanity (of course, everyone groans and ignores him. they’ve had enough of his marital escapades, and they just tell him to marry you again if he’s this smitten. Thus, after a decade of marriage, Jing Yuan has rewritten his vows.) He likes these little variances in his routine, the little harmless surprise that keeps him on his toes.

(He swears it's just because you picked it out. You know it's because it reminds him that there's finally a home for him to return to.)

"I'm back, do you know what the others said during the meeting, they were planning on handing off more paperwork, but I insisted mimi and you would--" He stops in his tracks. This must be unfair. Divine Punishment? Did he anger Lan? his ancestors?

Jing Yuan sees you wearing nothing but some socks, his shorts and t-shirt (both of which hang off of your smaller frame). He runs over, pace quickening.

You yelp quietly, backing away before he pounces onto you, bearing all of his weight onto you. He can't help it, you're so cute wearing his outfit, doing laundry and making dinner.

“You smell so good.” he buries his face into your neck, inhaling the sun on your skin, lotion he bought for you, and the conditioner you've taken from his stash.

“And you smell icky.” You push him off gently, but his arms only tighten. He just got back from work, and he reeks of sweat. But you can’t ignore how your heart races whenever he gets up to these antics, and you can’t help but indulge in his whims. 

This is a regular habit. He barely removes his armor before running to you, and clings to you like a sullen child, asking about dinner and how his darling and mimi have been. You can only sigh and pat his head while he recharges in your lap (or, in Yanqing’s words: naps.) 

"thank you, for everything," He whispers into your ear, "You're doing great, sweetheart."

a/n: I was talking to a coworker abt how the only thing that brings me joy now is a 2d man (jy) and buying new scent beads/laundry scent boosters or sample perfume. then I had this idea. also that ending bit :,) sending good vibes to all with my first fic of the new yr!

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❝CHEOLIE AS A FATHER❞⸝⸝ ꒰승철HEADCANONS ꒱

꒰ ft ꒱ dad!seungcheol ⸝⸝ ꒰ genre ꒱ fluff, dad!au ⸝⸝ ꒰ cw ꒱ mention of food, pregnancy mentioned, ⸝⸝ ꒰ synopsis ꒱ seungcheol as a father ⸝⸝ ꒰ ratings ꒱ sfw ⸝⸝ ꒰ wc ꒱ 591

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dad!seungcheol who jumped in excitement when he heard you were pregnant, almost bought the whole ass baby store after the news.

dad!seungcheol who baby-proofed the whole house from top to bottom before the baby even came.

dad!seungcheol who was very much involved during the pregnancy, would help you with every single thing unless you're feeling more independent and prefer to do simple things by yourself which he will let you do until you're too pregnant to do so.

dad!seungcheol who wanted a boy but was delighted when he found out it was a girl, although he was absolutely scared because he was afraid he might hurt her in any way.

dad!seungcheol who stocked the house with baby items. whatever baby items you can think of, he has it.

dad!seungcheol who would read thousands of articles about pregnancy and how to become the best parent. (you caught him because his search bar was full of pregnancy and parenting)

dad!seungcheol who would NOT let you move around too frequently. dishes? washed. laundry? clean and folded. he read somewhere that it's unsafe for you and the baby so he does not let you do chores even if you want to help.

dad!seungcheol who took prenatal classes with you, remembers every detail from top to bottom. he'd secretly take extra classes so that he could support you enough during labor.

dad!seungcheol who would willingly hold your belly whenever you're feeling tired. he sometimes uses this as an excuse to feel the baby's little kicks

dad!seungcheol who would have a bag ready to go with all the necessities that you need. he'd pack so much, he would have two bags for it.

dad!seungcheol who would make sure to install the baby seat in the car way before the baby's even out.

dad!seungcheol who is always ready to drive you to the hospital every time you get painful contractions, even if it's just a false alarm. he would fall from the bed and suddenly, he had the 2 bags he packed previously in his hand

dad!seungcheol who would cry at the sight of you in pain as you're in labor. he'd hold your hand from the very start and never let go. he'd cry even more as he held his baby.

dad!seungcheol who would carry you to the car if you're tired. he always opens the door for you and makes sure you're comfortable. he read somewhere that women who recently gave birth are vulnerable and must be treated with extra care

dad!seungcheol who would cook every meal for you. He loves to cook for his family, tries to get his daughter to get involved too, and likes to teach her how to make her favorite dishes.

dad!seungcheol who gets very playful when he's with his daughter. he could go hours of playing hide-and-seek with her even though when she's hiding he'd complain to you that he's so tired but still gets up to find her.

dad!seungcheol who would give his daughter a stern look if she did anything bad. while he doesn't scold her, he will tell his kid when she does something wrong.

dad!seungcheol who secretly spoils her daughter. you didn't want him to spoil her but he couldn't help it when she always gave him the doe eyes. he'll learn not to eventually

dad!seungcheol who would always make time to fetch his daughter to/from school. he wants to make sure his daughter is safe.

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[krethes]

Prompt: Stargazing

Word Count: 500 (told you)

“You should not be here.” “And you shouldn’t be outside. It’s below freezing.” Regulus waves his gloved hand in a way that, on a more common person, might be interpreted as careless, and fire roars to life in the stone basin in front of him. “Satisfied?” “Hardly.” “Dissatisfaction was always a character flaw of yours. That and existing where you are not meant to be.” “Only two flaws? Seems rather charitable, from you.” Regulus resists the urge to face him. He knows if he does, he’ll lose the steel in his spine and the metaphoric ice in his veins will thaw and he’ll - well, he’s not entirely sure what he’ll do, but it can’t be good. He keeps his eyes firmly fixed on the night sky, tracing invisible lines over and over again as he’s been for the past three hours. “Well, it is Christmas.” “It is, that.” Regulus feels the heat of his body like a furnace, far warmer than the literal fire he’s conjured, and he’s not even touching him. He’s standing scant inches away, the crisp notes of his cologne all but lost to Regulus’s cold-numbed nose but recognizable, even still. “You should not be here,” he repeats, begrudgingly. Because he hates repeating himself, not because he hates why he’s here, why he can’t be. “It’s Christmas.” Regulus doesn’t grant him the courtesy of a reply, not to something so idiotic. They’d already established that. Worse, he fears there’s more to this. “Have you joined the centaur, staring at the sky for answers that worldly options cannot offer?” Regulus blinks, and grimaces when he does, his eyes dry and aching as they’re torn from the constellation and the brightest, unwavering star on the dog’s chest. “No one will tell me where he is.” “He’s on a mission, you know-” “Don’t-” “Dumbledore-” Regulus whirls on his heel and shoves him with both hands on his chest, for all the good it does. Kingsley is built like a mountain, and as immovable, as impassive. “Do not utter that madman’s name in my house,” he hisses, hardly recognizing his own voice, the anger twisting it. “We’re outside.” Regulus shoves him again, rage and bitterness welling up and mixing with the fear. Tears bite at his eyes and sting them, but he won’t let them fall. Kingsley catches his wrists in his big, ungloved hands and holds him fast like he’s nothing. He lets Regulus fight and struggle until there’s nothing left but the ache, and he draws Regulus to his broad chest and holds him, holds him tight so he won’t break and then brings him inside where he does break, where he shatters like ice from the roof, driven half-mad with worry and self-loathing because he doesn’t even like his foolish, reckless brother but for some gods-forsaken reason he loves him still and no one will tell Regulus where he’s been for weeks now. “He’s alive,” is all Kingsley tells him. It’s not enough, but it has to be.

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girlfriend perks 🎮 υ´• ﻌ •`υ

wonwoo wants more than anything for you to play games with him…

💬 : fluff, established relationship au, afab!reader x bf!wonwoo, seventeen x reader, ⚠ idol and/or not idol au, not proofread

bf!wonwoo who ran to the charging station to grab the switch when you told him you were up for playing some games.

normally, bf!wonwoo has to argue with you just to get you to sit next to him while he plays league or any other game.

a couple days ago vernon had told you that wonwoo likes to play games alone. and that he gets irritated at any member who tries interrupt him. this had confused you.

you spent the next couple of days thinking about, why does he ask you every time to play with him then? is he just being nice? or does he really want you to play games with him.

bf!wonwoo who tried his best to conceal his smile as he walked towards your sitting position on the couch. he practically runs to sit next to you and place the switch in your lap.

"uhm... what do you want to play together?" wonwoo asks you, eyes still slightly low. "hmm, i'm not sure. what about animal crossing!" you said with a certain ring in the tone of your voice, that normally your boyfriend is pleased to hear.

he winces with a slightly discussed face and asks, "animal crossing? why it's kinda boring don't you think?"

"no! not at all! i saw this girl playing it on tiktok and her little island was so cute." you reply, your happy voice starting to get louder based on the topic.

bf!wonwoo who decides to let you have your way. because either way, you're still playing video games with him. he sees how your face lights up when the happy music graces your ears.

bf!wonwoo who lets you rest your head on his shoulder while he watches you play on his island (which barely has anything because he hardly ever plays).

bf!wonwoo who honestly kinda wanted to play something more interesting with you, but he also couldn't be happier seeing you enjoy yourself in something that you would normally never play.

"wonu! look look! i caught a big fish this time!" your now bigger eyes look up at him from your slouching position. "good job, baby. i'm glad your enjoying yourself."

a small smile raising onto your lips as you set the nintendo console onto the couch. you press a little kiss onto his pretty pink lips, your eyes close and you feel his big hands circle around your waist, bringing you ever more closer to him.

"babe...can we play a different game next time?" your boyfriend says, his face still centimeters away from yours, and his lips moving against yours as he speaks.

you let out a giggle, sitting back down next to him and nodding your head.

"sure wonu. you get to choose the game next time."

true playing video games wasn't your passion, even though it is one of your boyfriends favorite things, but you're ok making exceptions because it's him.

your wonu who is willing to watch you play animal crossing, and who only lets you play games with him.

©️harufluff 2024

a/n: hope you enjoyed. i haven’t written in a while so this is a little rusty if you ask me.

[merthurglompfest]

Title: Earthly Delight By: wistfulVulpine Gift for: Violetcarson Rating: Mature Word Count/Medium: Digital art; 227 words Warning(s): None Creator Notes (Optional): Summary: Gift for Violetcarson for the 2025 Merthur Glompfest. Merlin as a cambion, as he was sometimes thought of in early medieval writing. AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/63881908

[billystorm]

i've won, i've won, they told me that i've won

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Check out our member Noelle's drabble!

the importance of spacing

pairing: seungcheol x gn!reader ft. joshua genre: fluff, drabble warning(s): none word count: 0.5k

summary: for some reason, seungcheol refuses to do the ‘spacing challenge’ when asked to do so by joshua. as his partner, maybe you’ll get some privileges…?

a/n: inspired by this live with joshua and seungcheol! do watch beforehand to understand the context <3

“Ah, just do it!”

“No, I don’t want to!” you’re interrupted from your reading time by the sounds of Joshua and your boyfriend bickering in the living room.

A soft smile breaking out onto your face, you close your book and get up to follow the noise.

“What’s going on?” you walk into the living room to be greeted with the sight of a sulky Seungcheol and an exasperated Joshua. The former lets out the cutest pout upon seeing you, while the latter starts whining, much to your amusement.

“y/n…” Joshua slurs, glaring at Seungcheol as he speaks, “I’ve been trying to get him to do the ‘spacing challenge’ for the longest time and he just won’t budge!”

You chuckle, moving to sit between the both of them on the sofa. Seungcheol immediately rests an arm around your shoulders. “You mean the ‘Ah, go away’ one?”

“Yes! I’ve only managed to get him to say ‘Ah, go away’, he refuses to say the next one,” Joshua replies frustratedly, and you turn your head towards your boyfriend in amusement.

Seungcheol looks sheepish, the tips of his ears adoringly red.

“It’s embarrassing,” Seungcheol whines, burying his face into your neck.

“You’re insufferable,” Joshua huffs, shaking his head in utter defeat as he gets up from the sofa, “I’ll go make Jeonghan do it instead.”

You watch as Joshua ventures out of the living room, and Seungcheol waits until the former enters Jeonghan’s bedroom before removing his face from the crevice of your neck to pout at you.

“Is it that embarrassing?” you jest, booping his nose as you try not to laugh. Seungcheol pouts even harder, and you reach up to ruffle his hair in endearment.

“What if I told you I want to see you do it?” you smile wider, and Seungcheol groans before planting his face into your neck once again. “Come on, baby, just this once!”

“You’re cheating!” Seungcheol whines, face still buried in your neck, “You never call me baby.”

He’s right. You’ve always liked calling him ‘Cheol’ or ‘Cheollie’. “Well, my darling, could you do the challenge just this once? For me?”

The tips of Seungcheol’s ears are furiously red now, and he whines a little before looking up at you.

“Okay,” he grumbles, moving to sit upright with a tiny pout on his face that you try your hardest not to kiss away, instead looking at him expectantly.

“Ah, go away,” Seungcheol makes a dismissive gesture with his hand as you struggle to not burst into laughter.

“I’m a baby~” your boyfriend presses an index finger into his cheek, and you engulf him into a bear hug, bursting into a fit of giggles. Seungcheol groans, his hands immediately wrapping around you like it’s second nature. “I told you it was embarrassing!”

“It’s not, Cheol,” you tighten your arms that are around his waist, looking up at him in pure adoration. Seungcheol huffs, leaning down to press a kiss on your forehead.

“That wasn’t so hard, was it?” you tease, “Why didn’t you do it when Joshua asked you to?”

Seungcheol raises an eyebrow at you. “You know, baby.”

“I don’t, actually,” you smile mischievously, “Please enlighten me.”

“Because he’s not you, baby. Obviously,” your boyfriend rolls his eyes playfully as you beam at him, reaching up to peck his cheek.

“Well, then, would you do it again if I asked you to?” you decide to tease him once more.

“I’d rather not.”

a/n 2: it’s been so long since i’ve posted something i’m sorry 💀 this is also like mediocre af i hope it was ok T-T

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prompt if you still need: fernkit/paw wondering if she'll ever become a warrior and wondering why she's still in the nursery/just starting her apprenticeship while cloudpaw gets apprenticed first and becomes a warrior before the other cats that are older than him -- brightpaw and swiftpaw.

[according to canon, she's born in the summer at the end-ish of into the wild. she's not even an apprentice until the following summer of rising storm. her and ashkit/paw are full adults in the nursery.]

I just HAD to do this one since it's so goddamn funny. The Erins did my favorite timeline fuckup TWICE. GOD. Knowing them it's probably many more, actually. Diversity win! Due to authorial incompetence this character is now adult in primary education representation!

For the unaware, it's an important plot point that The Sight takes place towards the end of winter/beginning of spring, since the whole of the plot can be tracked almost day by day pretty accurately and only takes up about a single moon, with the climax at the Daylight Gathering which explicitly happens during the first full moon of the spring.

However, in Sunrise during the subplot in which Jayfeather goes snooping in Leafpool's business, it is established him and his siblings were born in... winter! Leafpool's Wish later on doubles down on this nonsense which has forever ruined my ability to take the parentage reveal investigation seriously. CLEARLY such a basic timeline fuckup must mean Jayfeather's memory is shit and not to be trusted.

Typically I ignore this when creating timelines for my work, but I do have the jokey headcanon that Firestar was so furious about the fox kits incident that he refused to apprentice them until they were grown-ass adults. lmao.

Anyway, enough of my ramblings! Let's go!

(Want to submit your own scenario for me to turn into 500 words of crack? Check out my guidelines and submit a prompt! Recently I did an askbox cleanup so I'm very much in need for a good few more to get to November 30th.)

“Ashkit, don’t you feel like there’s something just... wrong about all this?” Fernkit asked with her squeaky kit voice from where she was observing just at the entrance to the nursery.

Her twin brother looked to her from where he was batting at a mossball, his head tilted to the side with confussion. “What do you mean?”

She frowned. “It’s just that, you know...” she looked out. “Cloudpaw is getting his apprentice ceremony, but wasn’t he smaller than us? And didn’t he get bigger just now?”

“When we woke up we were the same size,” Ashkit replied with a shrug.

“Maybe but shouldnt’ that mean we should be apprenticed as well?” Fernkit asked.

“Well, Bluestar didn’t say it was our turn to be appentices yet,” Ashkit said. “And mom says that we must obey everything she says. So if she hasn’t said we should be apprenticed we should just obey.”

Fernkit took in a deep breath as she tried to think how to explain the situation. “But aren’t we supposed to become apprentices when we reach 6 moons old? Didn’t we reach that a while ago?”

“I’unno,” Ashkit replied.

“We were already here by the time Cloudpaw joined the Clan,” Fernkit pointed out. “Shouldn’t we at least be becoming apprentices alongside Cloudpaw?”

“I don’t know what you’re worrying so much about,” Ashkit finally said as he turned around. “Cloudpaw’s going to have to do chores around camp all day now and we get to play instead. What do you miss so much about becoming an apprentice?”

As her brother tossed out his mossball and walked off, Fernkit was left alone with her thoughts on the matter. She couldn’t deny that there was some truth to what her brother was saying but it still left her a tad... unsettled. Wasn’t he ever excited about the idea of finally leaving the nursery? Of getting to know the territory and the world outside of camp? Of doing all of the things their adopted littermate would get to do?

Fernpaw shook her head, refusing to keep dwelling on these thoughts. Perhaps Ashkit was right and it wasn’t their time just yet. Perhaps being in the nursery would be for the best.

And so she followed in his lead.

[apollosgiftofprophecy]

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hi wifey! i saw requests were open so i wanted to request a cute little mingyu drabble (you know me). just something soft and sweet and cute based on what you think i would like <3 all creative freedom goes to you <3

♡ LUCKY CHARM — KIM MINGYU

f1 racer!mingyu x race engineer!fem!reader | wc : 0.5k words | content : possible grammar and spelling mistakes, lowercase intended, f1 au, coworkers to lovers, fluff | loki's lines : i thought this would be quite fitting since our chats recently have been gojo (iykyk) and f1. love you, ratharan <3

“no, no, wait. where’s y/n? she has to knock on my helmet!”

the entire garage groaned at mingyu’s words, urging him to get the car out of the pit in time before the first qualifying round was over.

it was a silly little thing, really. what once started off as a teasing knock on his helmet by you turned out to be what kim mingyu considered his good luck charm.

but when mingyu started to see just how much he achieved after those teasing knocks, he didn’t dare to get on the track without you knocking on his helmet first.

you were just his race engineer ever since he started racing for ferrari, but to him, you were so much more; you were his lucky charm.

“she’s probably on the way. just get in the damn car, gyu!” the mechanic exasperatedly uttered, looking over at the screens. “only seven more minutes left.”

the team pleaded for him to get into the car, not wanting to lose out on the points for his drivers’ championship and the constructors’ championship too.

but mingyu only shook his head.

“no, i can’t. not until y/n gets here.” he stated, looking like a petulant child as he stood near his car with his hands on his hips, all geared up as he waited for you.

“kim mingyu.” the team principal scolded, his voice stern. “you are cutting it close, and we don’t have time for your—”

his words were cut off with your arrival, speedily rushing towards, an abundance of apologies leaving your lips. “sorry, sorry! the paddock scanner was down. they wouldn’t let me in!” you stated, looking truly apologetic towards the team.

without even waiting for him to speak, you rushed towards mingyu, knocking on his helmet thrice before ushering him towards the car as you looked at the timer.

“five minutes left, mingyu.” you nodded encouragingly, trusting his skills enough to know that he’d get in a good lap. “get yourself into round two of qualifying, yeah?”

mingyu beamed underneath his helmet, jumping into the car and moving out of the pit lane once he got the okay, making his way onto the track. you watched from the pit wall, coaching him through the qualifying rounds to ensure he’d come on top.

and he did.

as mingyu came on pole, with no other car being able to beat his score, the entire garage burst into cheers, and you sighed in relief, headphones still on as you smiled while looking at mingyu’s onboard camera.

“pole position, gyu!” you congratulated him on his accomplishment over the radio, chuckling softly. “you did it! p1 tomorrow, baby!”

as soon as mingyu made it to the paddock after qualifying, he made a beeline towards the ferrari garage, rushing over to the pit wall where he knew you’d be.

before you could even get a word out, mingyu lifted you off your feet, twirling you around. his arms were wrapped around you tightly, not letting you go even after he set you down.

“kim mingyu.” your eyes widened at his actions, wondering what had possessed him to behave like so as the cameras flashed wildly, capturing the two of you. “what on earth are you—”

you didn’t get to complete your sentence, your words fizzling out as you saw the cheesy smile on mingyu’s face, looking at you as if you hung the moon and the stars in the sky.

“go on a date with me, lucky charm.”

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Cyno’s palm cups his cheek suddenly and he stirs looking up at the General who leans over his desk, peering down at him curiously.

“What’s wrong.” He asks when Cyno doesn’t remove his hand. Normally Alhaitham would swat it away since he’s not very partial to others touching him without his consent or touching him at all.

If it was anyone other than Cyno of course.

Somewhere along, among the many meetings, debates, document reviews, lunches, late coffees, drinks and card games and bad jokes he realized that he let Cyno in, so close, like no other person before.

The testament to that is the way Cyno can invade Haitham’s personal space like this without him perceiving his presence as something threatening but instead as a part of their natural state of being.

And even the touch, despite being gentle could turn lethal any moment. That hand cupping his cheek could slide down his throat and squeeze depriving him of breath if Cyno wished to, but it does not alarm him or causes discomfort for being touched like this.

If anything, it only startled him because Cyno’s hand is warm.

“You have an eyelash here.” He says finally, swiping his thumb over the high bone of his cheek.

“Ah.” Haitham says and closes his eyes, another display of trust and vulnerability, which surprises even him, given away so easily as if it means nothing.

“Can I?” Cyno asks and Haitham nods.

There’s another gentle brush, rough thumb tracing thin skin under his eye, the pad grazing the tips of his eyelashes.

Then he stops and just holds Haitham’s face in his hand.

“Is that all?” Haitham asks with a huff, eyes still closed as he arches an eyebrow.

The General shifts, moving closer, closer still. Their knees bump against each other and then Haitham feels warm breath on his face.

“No.” Cyno says against his lips. “It’s not.”

[yameoto]

Hey so what happened to the 'Your wifes a supe' Victoria bot, I mean, the prompt just changed one day (not sure when) and was just wondering what the meaning was behind the change

i am completely clueless as to what you’re talking about because i just checked the bot and. well. no it hasn’t

[ode2rin]

i felt my heart dropped in my stomach in the ending of that sae fic and clearly i wasn't the only one judging from the reply section of your fic so i need you to apologize right now mimi release the notes app apology letter 😭

currently working on my apology, s*e lovers 😒