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star-sim · 4 months

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"noo! she's taken!" ☆ enha hyungs

☆ non-idol! bf! enhypen hyungs x celebrity! fem! reader ☆summary: you are a very well-loved celebrity, and your relationship is finally revealed to the public. ☆genre: fluff, silly boys ☆warning(s)? ygs liked the maknae ver so here's the hyung ver! maknae ver

heeseung ☆

i think ur a musician here

one of those very personable and insightful ones

giving laufey or mitski yk?

anyways heeseung is THE stan

within your fandom

he's the guy that EVERYONE KNOWS

like ppl will argue who is the best [name] stan and the moment he's brought up they shut their mouths

heeseung does not play around when it comes to stanning you, his gf

somewhat like riki, heeseung runs multiple stan accounts for you

but he's most active and most well-known on 1) youtube and 2) tiktok

all his youtube videos are titled

"[name] concert 11/25/2023 nyc, usa (she looked at me!)"

"[name] concert 11/26/2023 miami, usa"

"[name] concert 11/27/2023 berlin, germany (i touched her hand!)"

"[name] concert 11/28/2023 jakarta, indonesia"

"[name] concert 11/29/2023 melbourne, australia (i met her!)"

like how the fuck is he going to all of these concerts when theyre literal hours apart and OCEANS AWAY

he likes to vlog his concert experiences

and theyre very entertaining because he's like genuinely enjoying himself

on his tiktok he also records his concert experiences

but i also think he posts your fancams and makes edits of you

too many times where an edit of you became known as "that one [name] edit"

he makes a lot of thirst edits of u

too many captions like "i want her so bad" or "she's so fine i need her biblically"

everyone knows who he is, even ppl outside of your fandom or the music scene

hes just that one guy that really likes you

one day ur on tour

its all fine and dandy, ur eating everything up, ur fans are loving it

and heeseung is documenting his concert experience

as he always does

and then it ends and heeseung posts it

however

this concert vlog

receiving a lot of attention

TOO MUCH ATTENTION

THAT ITS

VERY

SUSPICIOUS

........

you and hee are just hanging out in your hotel when his phone starts blowing up

and yours too

all the comments on his video are normal, the ones that are expressing playful envy at heeseung's presence at ur concert

and like

it's not like heeseung doesn't get these types of comments

but one comment catches his eye

it has like 50k likes

and hes like oh shit

"at 3:05 heeseung why are you kissing [name]"

kissing.

[name].

he clicks that timestamp

and oh my god

THERES LIKE A CLIP OF HEESEUNG KISSING YOU

you see

when heeseung records your concerts he's recording it both for his fanpage and for the memories

he'll take as many cute couple pictures and videos with you as possible

and he just so happened to accidentally add one of the clips of you and him

kissing.

in fact

he accidentally added A LOT OF CLIPS AND PICTURES of you and him being a couple

ones of you hugging him backstage, ones of you two holding hands, even one where viewers can faintly hear you calling heeseung "babe"

and the other comments

OH LORD THE OTHER COMMENTS

"THAT SHOULD BE ME"

"HEESEUNG MOVE ASIDE!!!!!!!!!"

"i hate seeing people live my dream"

"SHE'S MINE *growls*"

"[NAME] GET BEHIND ME"

obv theyre all half joking half confused, but i think ppl are able to joke w him bc he's such an obnoxious stan 😭

and heeseung is like

poor heeseung is sweating and panicking

bc shit HE JUST EXPOSED UR RELATIONSHIP

but when he tells u

you literally are just like

"okay"

OKAY????

"it's not a big deal"

heeseungs like WHATATATATA

at first he's kinda unsure

bc ur so chill abt it that he's almost afraid that ur actually mad at him 😭

but you legitimately do not care

and when he realizes this

he goes from

😱

😈

because

NOW HE CAN FLEX ON EVERYONE

he goes straight to twitter and drops more couple-y pictures of you and him

he probably posts a tiktok that pans over to you on his bed or something

caption like "it's exposed now, but yeah, [name] is actually my gf"

its goes so viral

hes so smug about it too

like whenever he gets into arguments abt who's a better fanpage hes like "I'M LITERALLY A HER BF???"

he becomes an inside joke in ur fandom

i think everyone jokingly flames his ass too

"why did she pick heeseung of all people...."

"pixelated fancam, ass editing, shitty camera, yet [name] still chose him... what did we do wrong"

"[name] wasn't lying in her song when she said she has bad taste in men"

"i can't believe heeseung literally stole my spot... i should be the one that she writes all her love songs about..."

free him 😭😭😭

jay ☆

ooh this one is kinda juicy

ur a musician slay

but sometimes you do modeling

for one of your shoots

you're showing off your midriff and ur just glowing sorry

all ur followers are like

"ughhh step on me [name]"

"i don't think ygs understand i need her"

"[NAME] ONE CHANCE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE"

"i want her."

very quickly goes viral

ur just so hot ughhhhh

but ppl notice something upon closer inspection

you have a tattoo on ur back

at first everyone is like

"okay sexy lady love the tat"

but then

when they look closer

they can't help but see that incorporated into the design

is two

very

specific

letters

J and P

almost like they're someone's initials

🤨🤨🤨

hmmmmm

interesting.....

who is JP?

HMMM???

and now that ppl look at it

you have so many songs and albums that refer to JP

like ur one album

called

"just playing, i love you" but it's commonly abbreviated as "jpily"

JP????? ILY?? JP I LOVE YOU???

WHO THE HELL IS JP

"whoever jp is, he needs to meet me in the parking lot so we can have a talk 😆"

"jp my opp"

"jp kys!!!"

"jp is living my dream"

hehe

you see this

and jay aka mr JP himself sees this

and ur like

yk what let's tease the fans

for the next few months ur just teasing jay's existence

using his intials

like one time you wear a heart necklace that has the letters jp engraved in them

or when you tweeted "i love jp" but followed it up with "Jurassic Park is a wonderful movie 😆"

oh god you make it so obvious

"jp is the reason i make my music" and then following it up with "Jimmy Page is my favoritie guitarist 😛"

like ur fans are tired

and theyre getting outright insane

"guys the winter is getting cold and dire... the voices in my headare telling me that [name] is dating this jp person and i don't know how much longer i can live in denial"

"fuck you jp that should be me!!!"

"i hope jp knows how lucky he is... if a hot woman like [name] tattooed my initials i think i'd die maybe"

"i'm fighting demons (and jp)"

until finally!!!

you go to an award show

you look great as always

ugh queen

and ur getting interviewed

the interviewer asks you a playful question like

"oh are you here with any date?"

AND YOU JUST SMILE

"of course, i'm here with my boyfriend, jay park."

oh man

when that gets posted

EVERYONE IS GOING CRAZY

JAY PARK

AAAAAAAAA

and when the actual award shows gets posted

it keeps panning over to you and jay

and everyone is like

THAT'S HER BF????

all jay can say is that he's prideful duh

everyone wants u but he's the only one that can have you

you definitely take a lot of pictures on the red carpet at the award show

and jay is with u in a lot of them

he's holding ur waist so tightly

like you're not gonna run away cuh it's okay omg 😭😭😭

anyways i think it gets resolved pretty easily

ur fandom accepts jay

but they still joke abt him

and when jay makes a twt account it gets worse

he WILL respond to them

and he WILL flex u

every time he does it shuts down the argument right away.... if he wants to win he just needs to mention ur name

"jay meet me after the concert, we will fight to the death for [name]'s love"

and this mf responds "can i bring [name] to be the ref?"

"jay ur hair looks so fucked up in this picture"

and he responds "yet [name] still picked me and not you"

you have to tell him to stop fighting ur 16 yr old fans HELP

jake ☆

sorry ur a musician again

you have a new song that came out

yk how in some songs

there's almost like an interlude

where there's speaking parts

like in agora hills theres a small part where doja cat says "baby can you call me back, it's so lonely in my mansion" yk?

you have something like that in your newest song

cute!

except it's not just your voice

but a MAN'S voice too

JAKE'S VOICE

the speaking part is very flirty and suggestive

and when it comes out

ppl are like

WHO IS THAT MAN

and then when the music video comes out

theres a male actor that you have many scenes with

now.... the male actor's face is cut out...

but there are still many scenes with you touching him, holding him, kissing him, and vice versa

and when the speaking part comes on

that male actor is supposed to be the male part if that makes sense

that male actor is

drum roll plS

JAKE

when ppl read the credits of the song and music video

they can't help but notice "jake sim"

and when they search ur other songs and mv's

"jake sim" has never showed up...

until this song.....

interesting....

ur fans do a lil detective work

and this jake sim guy doesn't have any involvement in the music or acting industry....

so why is he in ur song AND music video....

hmmmm

they can't find any ig account linked to him

except one that's very obscure

it has a funny username like

"@laylasdad1115" so ppl are like "oh that's probably not even him" and you weren't even following that account so they just let it go

WRONG!!1

@LAYLASDAD1115 IS JAKE

and although you're not following that account on ig

when ppl scroll down to your very very old posts

they see something

very

miniscule

but

very

crucial

a post of you and a golden labrador.... and the caption says "i love you layla"

layla... laylasdad1115

and THEN BOOM

NEW SONG COMES OUT

AND AT THE BEGINNING

YOU SAY

"jakey, kiss me!"

OH MY GOD

WHO IS JAKE SIM!!!!!!

"@laylasdad1115 u better watch out...."

"who do you think u are jake sim..."

and then you have a concert

and its not a massive stadium, it's very casual

and there's a part of the concert where you just answer questions that ur fans have and just hang out w them

and someone asks as a joke

"who's jakey in ur song btw?"

and with the most straight face

ur just like

"oh he's my boyfriend!" and then you point to the front row and ur like "he's actually here tonight, say hi baby!"

and jake is so enthusiastic abt it, hes like "hi guys!"

while everyone else in the room is like

WHAT.

the way ygs are so casual abt it is so appalling

"[NAME] YOU CAN'T JUST CASUALLY DROP THAT U HAVE A BF I THOUGHT WE WERE GETTING MARRIED"

"she's taken..... i'm gonna die.... "

LMAAOAOAO

it's known in ur fandom now that ur bf is jake sim or wtv

i don't think anyone even calls him jake

out of pure disrespect (😭) they call him by his instagram username

"laylasdad1115 might be dating [name] but i'm legally bound to her so who's really winning"

when jake shows up to your concerts i do think your fans joke w him like

"ouuu jake ur so lucky [name] is here or i'd give you a black eye"

FREE HIMMMM

sunghoon ☆

three words: your personal bodyguard

you're an actress cutie

and it's award show season

at all of your award shows ppl notice there's this tall brooding figure looming over you

ITS SUNGHOON LMAO

he's like

GLARING AT EVERYONE

HE KEEPS SQUARING UP RANDOM PPL 😭😭😭

ik this might be a crazy crossover but the moment he spots ryan gosling he's so ready to throw fists

"okay barbie boy you look like you want a broken nose"

sunghoon is very protective of you

obv bc the film industry is lowk kinda sus and exploitative, he def watches out for u a lot

everyone kinda just assumes that he's ur scary bodyguard

but then paparazzi pictures come out

and hes with you

in every

single

one

"goddamn her bodyguard is passionate about his job 😭😭😭"

in fact when the annoying invasive paparazzi interviewers come to talk to you sunghoon is sending the the NASTIEST GLARES

but like it's valid bc ur literally walking to Walgreens at 9AM on a tuesday why do you need to be photographed

"hi [name] can we ask you a few questions-"

hoon literally answers for u

"No. 😐."

interviewers are so rude, theyre like "well i didn't ask you, did i... [name] can we ask you-"

sunghoon just blinks and says

"No. 😐😐😐😐😐😐😐." again

and then ygs leave

theres clips of you at the airport where sunghoon is scaring all ur fans, which makes way for you to have a cmfortable flight

i think ur fans appreciate him but theyre lowk scared

"oh god this guy does not play abt his job 😭😭"

until one day

you get playfully asked abt ur bodyguard on an ig live

and ur like "wait what that's not my bodyguard, that's my bf"

UR WHAT????

HUH????

😱😱😱

ur fans are in the trenches

"i cant hate him bc he protects [name].... but damn i wish that was me 😞😞😞"

and when they review some of the clips w you and sunghoon they see you smiling and giggling with him

"he makes her happy so ig i'll let him have her </3"

"this is the hardest sacrifice i have to make"

i lowk think sunghoon doesn't care

he FIGHTS EVERYONE

only for u ofc 😊😊😊

maknae ver

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miralunawritez · 4 months

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Here are some dating hcs for Velvet and Veneer yall can eat up while I work on requests

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Veneer:

Absolutely PRAISES you

You ate today? Praise. You picked out an outfit? Praise. Posted on social media? PRAISEEEE.

Spoils the FUCK out of you

You own items from every designer brand you can think of. New iPhone model? Consider it bought.

100% blows up your phone with tiktok videos of weird millennials, cat videos, and edits of him

"Veneer, its been 30 minutes and you already sent me 68 videos?"

Definitely looks at your face to see if you're watching the videos he sent you

"Did you see the one of the cat?" "Baby theres like 46 videos of cats in here"

MATCHING OUTFITS!!!!!

He wants everyone to know your his so you guys match everytime y'all go out together

Writes songs with you (______ by Veneer (ft. Y/N) or vice versa)

You guys have about 5 songs with both of yall in it

Clingy as shit

Anytime he gets he will cling to you, hugging you from behind while you do your makeup, holding your hand while you get dressed, arm around your shoulders while y'all walk around in public, etc.

Listens to all of your songs and is the first to hear your new ones

"This is amazing (Y/N)!" immediately added to his playlist

Posts you all over his socials, this boy is so proud of himself for having the privilege of being your boyfriend

"Look (Y/N), this picture of us got 4 million likes!"

Uses pet names like my love, my angel, baby, sweetheart, darling

"I love you so much my angel"

Cant stand up for himself for shit but will fight a bitch for you

"Veneer..its okay, all they said was they dont like me" you say as he finishes flaming the person

Like I said before, he plays the piano for you while you sing

He cherishes moments like this, being able to listen to your voice while he plays the music for you

Velvet (fem reader):

Spoils you HARD

You glance at it for a second? You have 3 of the same item now

Acts like she gets annoyed when you cling to her but she secretly loves it

She scoffs as you hug her but immediately pulls you back in once you let go

Unlike Veneer, she likes to keep y'alls relationship on the low (the people find out anyways)

"Velvet why dont you ever post pictures of us?" "Theres some weird people out there (Y/N)"

Once the people find out she posts you nonstop

"Which picture should I post? This one...orrrr..this one? Fuck it, I'm posting both"

Like Veneer, she loves to match so you guys match all the time

The people eat it up, loving every outfit you guys put together

Makes sure you are safe when at her shows

"Velvet, is this necessary?" you say as 4 bodyguards surround you

Writes songs about you and plays them for you before performing them

"Do you like it?" "Velvet I-" "Of course you do"

Not big on PDA but will cling to you when you guys are alone or just around Veneer

She will hold your hand in public though to make sure you are safe and dont leave her side

Gets jealous really easily

She HATES it when you give Veneer any over your attention, even if its just you passing him a makeup brush. She also gets really jealous when you are featured in other peoples songs and when you perform with other people.

She hated you at first, absolutely despised you

"I actually hated you when I first met you so I wouldn't test your limits if I were you"

Does your makeup for you and you do hers (matching, duh)

"Dont we look so cute?" she says as she holds you face against hers while looking in the mirror

When you guys performed together she kissed you at the end of the show

The crowd went absolutely wild, so did the paparazzi <3

Bonus hcs that I thought of and thought they were funny and wanted to add

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Veneer:

Sits outside the bathroom door while you use the bathroom

Like deadass sits on the floor outside of the bathroom door (occasionally shoving his fingers under the door)

Ticklish as fuck

Shows you the dances him and velvet made up as kids

Favorite show is Family Guy

Never learned how to swim

Poor baby still has to use a ring floatie

You guys die of laughter while going through each others tiktok drafts

He has a few videos of him using the bold glamour filter in there

Has the windex bottle laugh (contagious as fuck, has you rolling on his bed and kicking your feet while laughing)

Really good at character impressions and faking accents

Lowkey athletic, he's really good at baseball

Velvet (fem reader):

You guys play fight A LOT

She initiates its every single time

She can pinch with her toes

Pinches your legs with her toes every chance she gets (leading to play fighting and wrestling)

SUPER goofy when yall are alone

This girl has you cracking up

Likes to do funny challenges with you

Doing each others makeup blind folded, trying to guess what the other person is saying while having music blasted in their ears, etc.

Looks you right in the eyes with a very serious face before charging at you and pinching you (with her fingers)

Has that demonic wheeze laugh (the one that sound like goose and it's contagious as fuck)

Her laughs have both of yall rolling, like face turning red, eyes watering, cant breathe, and smacking the closest thing to yall

Smacks you repeatedly when you lay on her hair, not stopping until you get up

You guys cant take anything seriously when yall are alone and its past 10:30 at night

Seriously, just looking at each other has y'all pissing y'alls pants from laughter

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#trolls 3 #trolls veneer #velvet and veneer #velvet trolls #veneer x reader #fanfics #imagines #velvet x reader #fanfic #headcanons

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redclercs · 11 months

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DELICATE✰ CHARLES LECLERC.

viii. 'cause I know that it's delicate

— the one where he is rooting for the anti-hero.

❝𝘉𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘤𝘩. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘢 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘳. 𝘔𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘴.❞ —𝘉𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘊𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘴

warnings: did somebody say charles-centered chapter? third person pov, hate, mention of last chapter's panic attack, misogyny (i'm sorry!!! i'm going to let y/n have peace eventually i swear!!!) foul language, cheesy taylor swift references, 2.4k words (+articles as always!).

masterlist ✢ next

Can we stop proving Taylor Swift right for once? When she wrote 'My reputation's never been worse' back in 2017 we thought that would be the end of it. But in more recent times (2017 was AGES ago, guys, come on) the lyrics are still relevant and being applied to actress y/n y/ln's life. Her reputation truly has never been worse.

One thing is being called bad at your job. Which, okay, she is not (I am not biased, I'm just not stupid). y/n is great at being a RomCom actress, she has a stylist that sells her well and has good social media presence. Or had, since that's all gone now.

Even if she was lucky enough to really start making it in Hollywood, we can't ignore the fact that for the past two months y/n has been exposed as a really bad person. AND SHE'S LETTING IT HAPPEN!

While a lot of people in social media have come to her defense in the rejected marriage proposal topic, saying she doesn't have to say yes if she doesn't feel like it, others say it's what she 'owed' to Aidan Kim.

Sources, who are still yet to be revealed, have talked to magazines and celebrity sites about her romance with the guy she only sees as a toy. Does y/n have feelings at all? I guess Charles Leclerc didn't like what she said about him, since there were no pictures of them together at the Spanish Grand Prix. Losing your boyfriend and your reputation in the same week must hurt.

But that's not even the main issue here, why is y/n letting all of this happen right in front of her eyes? Hello, girl, speak up! Does she really have nothing to say in her defense?

People are eating her alive and what she does is post her luxurious breakfast in Monaco, Elix cans and Ferrari Special Edition merch. y/n doesn't care what is being said as long as people keep talking about her. You're going to regret this, girl. That's all I'm saying.

For now, let's say goodbye to the 'Queen of RomComs' reputation (2019-2023).

By Bridget Garcia

Matilde Bassi comes in the defense of y/n y/ln after last week's new discoveries on her breakup, a turmoil that has followed y/n for months now.

"She owes nothing to Aidan Kim. She's a self-made woman, and it's frankly disgusting how people want to give her achievements to some man." The former Broadway star said in an Instagram Live on Sunday June 4th.

After comments asked for her thoughts on the rejected engagement, Bassi didn't hold back: "y/n, just like every woman, has the right to say no. It's a proposal, not a sentence. Good for everyone who is brave enough to know what they don't want in their lives anymore."

Matilde hasn't walked away unscathed after such brave statements, people have started to crucify her on social media. Comments go from how she doesn't deserve to keep playing Juliet to how they're glad she lives in Italy now so they can't come across her on the street, Bassi is suffering similar repercussions to that of her beloved friend.

Let's remember Matilde and y/n were seen together in Europe in May, enjoying a short break in Rome before attenting the Monaco Grand Prix, where y/n went to see alleged boyfriend Charles Leclerc.

What do you think? Is Matilde Bassi right, or should she have kept her comments to herself and held on to whatever amount of love the public still had for her?

FROM CHISMETIFOSO ON TIKTOK: "THE FERRARI BOYS TALK ABOUT Y/N Y/LN" PT.1 & 2

[female voiceover in spanish]: ❝Charles went back to Monaco for the week off before Canada, and stopped to take pictures with fans like he usually does. Someone was brave enough to ask him what was up with y/n, besties, you won't expect what he said.❞

[Charles Leclerc, in english]:❝I am lucky to have a woman like y/n in my life, she's an amazing person and a great friend—[cut off]❞

[female voiceover in spanish]: ❝The Carlos video was sent by a fan that met Carlos in Spain, she also asked about y/n and Charles and Carlos assured she's loved by everyone.❞

[Carlos Sainz, in spanish]: ❝y/n is friends with everyone at Ferrari because we spent a lot of time together, I like her a lot she's fun to be around.❞

[female voiceover in spanish]: ❝Well, what do you think besties? Are our Ferrari boys on a PR stunt or do they really like certain actress that has brought nothing but drama to the table since they met her?❞

June 7th, Maranello, Italy.

Charles was already having a bad day before they told him about the PR meeting. Although it seemed impossible, this season's car got shittier every time and it made his confidence drop a little more every time he got on it and failed to drive properly. Was winning Monaco really just a lucky strike like everyone kept saying?

Spain was definitely a whole weekend to forget, not only for the shitshow that the Grand Prix had been. He couldn't stop thinking about y/n's panic attack and the way she had cried in his arms that same night.

Charles is not oblivious to everything that is happening around her, and how it did seem to get worse every time. When he first met her, he didn't think it would get to this point where people who didn't even know her would inflict torture and mental abuse on her all day every single day. And although Charles has been through a fair amount of online bullying as a professional athlete and public figure, it's not in the same way that what y/n is being subjected to right now.

"Are you listening, Charles?" the Ferrari PR manager asks, tapping her fingers in front of him, a few drops of coffee jump from his red styrofoam cup and into the white surface.

He nods, uninterested. Charles couldn't care less about whatever the Elix guys have to say. He sees the way the worst of them, Stuart Schaffer, looks at y/n. Lascivious, filthy. Charles has thought about punching him more times than he would like to admit.

There was a whole presentation on how Ferrari is being perceived by fans all over the world right now, touching on several points starting with Carlos and him, the last three races and finally, the people that surround Ferrari.

"Elix is experiencing a drop in sales, and we believe this to be due to a certain public figure that has been seen around the Paddock..." the Elix representative is saying, pointing at a graph that ends at the bottom of the page.

"Maybe it's just that your drink is shit," Charles' mouth is quicker than his brain, and he knows he's completely fucked himself over by the gasps that run through the table. Except for Carlos, Carlos has to hide his laugh with a cough. "I don't know."

The only reason he drank it so often, even when cameras were off, was because he didn't know what to do with his hands when talking to y/n.

"Charles!" the PR manager hisses. There have been several times in which he has earned that hawk-like look from her, but it still fazes him.

Yet, he doesn't back down.

"If you were going to talk about y/n and blame her for whatever disaster is happening with your company, you should have at least asked her to come. Talking behind her back is low."

y/n's absence didn't surprise him, she was back in L.A. first thing Monday. And although he's glad she's not here to listen to these bunch of assholes blaming her for their mistakes, he wishes she was just to see her, to make sure she'll be okay.

His name is passed through the table again in hisses and warnings, and finally he lets go.

"This is your fault too, kid," Stuart Schaffer has his hand in a fist on top of the table, red blotches coloring his face and neck.

Charles loathes the word kid coming out of his mouth. Him and y/n are of similar age, and she's not a 'kid' in his eyes.

"If you weren't fucking that bitch while she had a boyfriend, this wouldn't be happening."

His ears are ringing and he knows it's his face now that's tinted red.

"Get out, please Charles," the manager intervenes before another word can come out of his mouth, or worse, before he reaches Stuart Schaffer with his hands. "Now."

Charles' veins feel on fire as he gets up from his seat and walks out of the conference room. Biting the tip of his tongue so as not to curse Stuart in every single language he knows.

Carlos makes eye contact with him as Charles closes the see-through door and shakes his head. 'They're going to give you so much shit,' his eyes say. And he's right.

The meeting takes an hour more and he's in one of the offices, buzzed with caffeine and bored out of his mind. He has, regretfully, scrolled down the hell that is Twitter. He's even more pissed off than before, and the caffeine is making him desperate to get out of his seat.

“How bad is it?” Charles asks when Carlos crosses the door.

“A little bad,” Carlos isn’t stressed, he even smiles. “For you mostly. But looking at the bright side, no more Elix.”

No more Elix also means no more money from them. Which won’t make a difference, he thinks.

“Thank God,” Charles lets his head fall down the back of the couch. His nape hurts.

“It also means no more y/n,” Carlos’ tone has changed and he’s looking at Charles with that puzzled look that means he wants Charles to expand on his thoughts.

“She can still come if she wants to,” Charles replies, still feigning tranquility. “I’ll give her a pass.”

And he really hopes y/n wants to. Because all he's done lately every time he goes back to the Ferrari Suite during race weekends is look for her around the room, hoping that she'll be looking at him already. It’s like pieces fall into place when it does. He knows he'll miss her if she's not there anymore.

"Yeah, me too," Carlos plops down on the couch next to him, putting his hands behind his neck. "Do you think she's okay?"

Charles shrugs, an impassive gesture that doesn't reflect the turmoil inside his brain and heart. He is worried about her, and has been for a while. "I'm sure she is, she's back in Los Angeles." They have texted often since he left right after the Grand Prix, but it isn't the same as hearing her voice tell him it's alright.

Carlos stares at him for a few seconds more, thinking his next words through. It's not like he doesn't notice the way Charles looks at y/n every time they're in the same room, he also isn't ignorant to the get-together they shared in Monaco—the one Charles shared zero details about—or what happened in Spain when neither made it to dinner.

But he wonders if Charles is aware of how hard he is falling and what kind of a mess he's getting into.

Carlos likes y/n too, although it took them some time to become acquainted. y/n knows how to throw the exact words at him to tease him, she's brilliant, and when people aren't putting her down, her good mood is contagious. She's like sunshine coming through the curtains on a warm morning.

Yet, it's obvious he'll feel more protective over Charles. He knows it's a mistake to spend so much time on social media, not only looking at what people say about himself, but about Charles and y/n, the cruel lies and twisted truths. He has thought about asking Charles whether he's really aware of the way things look to the outsiders, or how they're tearing him down too.

"What is it?" Charles asks, frowning.

Carlos shakes his head. It's not his place to say anything about his infatuation, if that's what this is. "Why don't you give her a call?"

"Yes, I might." Charles nods absently, looking at his lock screen. Pierre has sent him another link to more news about how he's a homewrecker. Pierre calls him 'loverboy' and makes fun of every new article that comes out about y/n and him. Charles hasn't found it entertaining once.

"Charles," the PR manager doesn't have to raise her voice in the silence of the room. "Come here, right now. Please."

"Told you," Carlos mutters, crossing his legs.

Charles groans and gets up. A reprimand isn't the end of the world when his car gets progressively shittier and luck left him a while ago.

And when he's not sure of when he'll see y/n again.

Charles knows he doesn't need to 'fight' in the name of y/n, or that she even would like him to. She warned him weeks ago that he shouldn't get into the nightmare that this situation is. But he'll be damned if he's going to continue letting people put her down at his expense.

y/n is not a damsel in distress, he knows. And standing up for her doesn't make him a knight in shining armor. It makes him a decent human being and a good friend.

Charles thinks really hard about this, way often. Is it okay that his friend makes his heartbeat quicken every time they're together? He feels like a teenager again, with butterflies flying around his stomach when he thinks about her. Not to mention the fact that he's tried to flirt with her several times, to no avail.

There are many things in the world that Charles wishes he could change. His luck, to begin with. But he really wishes things were different when it comes to y/n. He wants her to have peace, he wishes she'd never had to deal with panic attacks or anxiety induced by hate. He wishes they'd met in another time, when things weren't so fragile and the world could stay away from them, and wherever he knows he wants things with her to go.

And he wishes he knew if he's brave enough to deal with all of it.

"Hello?"

The wave of emotion hits him from head to toe and it takes him a moment to catch his breath. He's worse than a teenager, he knows. Charles has never acted this way before, and it makes him vulnerable in a way he doesn't completely dislike, but isn't comfortable with either.

"Hello y/n," he says, after clearing his throat. "I was um– I was just thinking about you."

There is a pause on the other side of the line and Charles looks at the clock on his nightstand. He did the math to figure out the timezones three times, yet he does it again.

"Hi Charles," her voice comes after a sigh of relief, "Were you?"

"Uh– yeah, I– I just wanted to know how you're doing."

Another prolonged silence and Charles adds: "Is that okay?"

y/n chuckles, "Of course it's okay."

"So, how are you?" Charles continues, anxiously pacing around the room. He wants to ask the right questions. "How's L.A.?" maybe that's not one of them.

"Well, it's Lalaland, what can you expect?" there is movement in the background and then a door shuts. "How's Maranello?"

"Well..." Charles isn't sure if Elix has called her already and he doesn't want to be the one to break the news. "The usual. Praying for improvement every week."

"That's something we have in common," y/n's chuckle comes without humor this time. "But I'm going back to New York in a few days, so that's something to look forward to."

Charles smiles. "Do you need any help with moving?"

"Are you flying from Italy to help me move back to New York?" y/n laughs and her genuineness is back.

"I could, if you needed me to."

He has never felt more awkward in his life, or giddier.

"Thank you, Charles. But I have two suitcases with me, I can handle it like a big girl."

It's Charles' turn to laugh, he has stopped pacing. “Just let me know if you need me, y/n.”

“I think I will.” y/n says, and after some consideration: “Can you stay with me on the phone? Just for a little while.”

And Charles is embarrassingly willing to drop everything and stay on the phone for as long as she needs to.

“Yes, sure,” he replies instead, “What do you want to talk about?”

And they talk about everything and nothing. Silly commercials, pet-peeves about airports, favorite colors and long forgotten songs. It takes more than a little while, but neither care about how much time has passed.

It’s not mental gymnastics realizing he likes her. Likes her, likes her. He feels like he’s inside one of her RomComs; already pining for her. What would the name be? Something cheesy and catchy, like 'Racing Hearts'. He likes it. And hates it, too.

“Y/n?”

“Yeah?” She interrupts her story about the nightmare that Paris was when filming Parisian Valentine, not minding cutting her story short.

Regret comes immediately because he doesn’t know how to fill the silence now, not with the words he wants to say.

That he knows how delicate things are right now. That he likes her for who she has shown him to be and how he is impatient to know even more about her. But he knows he’s probably going to scare her away if those silly words actually come out of his mouth.

“I like talking to you,” Charles says instead. The caffeine hasn't left his system, but he knows the new buzz comes from something else.

“But?” Y/n prompts, he can hear the change in her tone.

“No buts. I like it, I like you.”

“I like you too, Charles.” She says softly, and he pictures the small smile on her face. The one she saves for the times she's one hundred percent comfortable, like when they were at the lake in Monaco.

“And I want you to be okay,”

y/n lets out a shaky breath that makes the microphone crackle. “We are okay, though, aren’t we?” She’s thinking about the tabloids again.

“We are okay. We’ve been on the phone for two hours,” he laughs, and, regretfully, lets out a yawn before he can help it.

“Get some rest, Charlie,” y/n lowers her voice too. “Thank you for staying with me.”

The endearment, although common when people try to be cute to him, sends another wave of giddiness through his body.

"Anytime," he doesn't fight her goodbye because it's a lost cause, especially after he let on his tiredness. "I mean it."

"Thank you," she repeats, "You're a good friend."

Charles smiles, that's enough for now, more than enough for now.

"See you soon, y/n." Charles assures, a smile on his face.

"Goodnight Charlie."

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pablitogavii · 1 year

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Can you do a gavi trying to prank reader when there with the wags n team. Like pedri and the others telling gavi “you should tell her you wanna break up w her” while reader went to the bathroom,and gavi dose it but little dose gavi know pedi n the others tell reader what he’s going to do so she can play along because they wanna get him back because he pulls a lot of pranks on them and when they get home gavi gives reader a punishment?

Since you guys enjoy "Prank Wars" so much, here is another one ;)

"She always does it to me, hermano. I fucking hate getting pranked!" Pablo said to the boys while they were in the gym getting some training done and they all laughed about the last prank you pulled on him.

"Now you know how we feel with your constant pranking" Pedri reminded him and Pablo rolled his eyes saying that is completely different.

"Why don't you prank her then? Show her how it feels?" Ansu suggested and Gavi quite liked that idea thinking of the prank he should do on you.

"Maybe I should do a breakup prank? They are blowing up on TikTok right now?" Pablo said now determined to give you a taste of your own medicine.

"Hermano, that's a mean one.." Pedri said but Pablo shrugged it off reminding him that you pretended to cheat on him for a prank last time.

"I'm with Pedri, you know how girls react on those kinds of pranks man...mine made me sleep on a couch for a week..my back is still messed up" Ferran said making everyone laugh but Pablo has already made up his mind smirking mischievously.

pablitoo: amor, I forgot my running shoes at home. Could you bring them to the camp??

You shook your head at you forgetful boyfriend, grabbing his shoes and getting into a car to drive to the camp when another text message caught your eye.

pedri: amiga!!! on behalf of the team, pablo is planning on pranking you. he's gonna pretend he wants to break up. please get his ass back cause we're tired of his pranks at the camp :)

You smirked knowing that sooner or later Pablo will try to get you back after all the pranks you've been pulling on him recently. But he didn't know what he was getting himself into and you were excited to prank him right back.

You arrived at the camp showing your pass before walking towards the training center saying a quick hello to Xavi who arrived for the playing session.

You walked towards the door opening it slowly noticing that Pablo saw you but pretended like he didn't. He was rolling his muscles while chatting with the boys.

"I don't know hermano..it's just been so hard recently" he said doing his best to act frustrated and as if he was in a bad mood.

"You should tell her you want to break up with her" Araujo said seeing you from the corner of his eye smiling mischievously. You closed the door loudly on purpose to make your presence known and Pablo was quick to jump from the floor and walk towards you.

"Thank you, amor" he said leaning down to kiss your cheek instead of your lips and you acted like you were surprised.

"Is everything alright, cariño?" you ask curiously and he avoids your eyes shaking his head saying that there is something he needs to tell you privately so you left the room.

"I think we should break up.." he said directly and you acted surprised before smiling wide and hugging him tightly now much to his own shock.

"Thank God! I wanted that for weeks already! I'm glad we are on the same page Pablito" you say and now he was the one who looked shocked and frozen in place when you pulled away from the hug.

"You did? Why?" he asked with a lump in his throat hating himself for pulling this prank and causing this entire situation...did he really just loose the love of his life?

"Probably for the same reason as you. Being together became way too complicated..and hard. I mean all the gossips, and barely seeing each other when you travel..it's just so hard" you say choosing his own words on purpose feeling your heart tighten at his defeated puppy dog eyes.

"Yeah...um..I mean we haven't exactly fought about any of that ever..we were better than fine recently" he said and you acted confused although you knew he was regretting ever pulling this prank on you right about now.

"Yeah but you want to break up too right?" you ask seeing that his eyes were glossy with tears but when he nodded still playing along with a prank you decided to let him.

"Okay, I need to go. I'll pack tonight" you say turning around to leave but Pablo quickly grabbed your wrist pulling you back panicked by the fact that you were going to actually leave him.

"Pack? You are leaving the apartment?" he said panicked and you nodded like it was the most natural thing in the world.

"We are no longer together..we can't live together Pablo" you say smiling and he let's go seeing you leave the camp as he return ed back to the training room completely pale.

"Hermano, you okay?" Ansu asked while other boys did their best to hold back their laughs knowing that his prank had just backfired at him badly.

"She broke up with me...she's leaving tonight" he said gulping loudly and returning to the training machine while everyone pretended to be shocked with the information.

"Wait, so she wanted to break up too?" Pedri asked and Pablo nodded clenching the machine so tight that his knuckles were turning white.

"What are you going to do now, hermano?" Ferran said and Pablo just shrugged getting off the machine kicking some cones angrily.

"Mierda!!! I don't fucking know! I can't lose her! I love her!" he said while everyone pretended not to know that all of this is one big joke meanwhile Pedri took a secret video and sent it to you.

When you arrived back home and saw the video you smiled wide that Pablo literally screamed on top of his lugs how much he loves you in front of all his friends.

pedri: he is such a simp for you!!

you: my angry bird *heart eyes emoji*

"Then just tell her it was a prank" Pedri suggested and Pablo agreed knowing that he will do anything in his power to keep you, even if it means beg you to stay..he needs you in his life and won't let a stupid prank take that away.

When he arrived home, quite sad and exhausted, he walked to your shared bedroom where your suitcase was on the bed while you were in the closet packing your clothes.

He wanted to cry as he called you name. This was real..you were leaving him. :(

"I'm almost done. Just some makeup and hair products" you say with a smile hating to see him so sad...he was never this sad before.

"My bathroom is going to look empty now.." he said nostalgic already and you smiled walking towards him with a big smile on your face.

"Come on Pablo, you have a line of girls who would want to bring their makeup into your bathroom..you'll be fine" you say putting a pile of clothes into the suitcase.

"Pfft..girls are annoying!" he said as you looked at him with raised eyebrows.

"Jesus, thank you for that!" you said about to walk away but he grabbed you wrist pulling you back.

"But you're not..because you're my girl..and I love you Y/N....it was a prank amor..I never wanted to break up with you..I could never do that..because I need you in my life..I want you here with me every day mi vida..so please...please don't..don't leave me" he was actually crying and you couldn't take it anymore hugging him tightly.

"I know it was a prank...they told me...so I decided to prank you too cariño" you say and when he heard those words he hugged you tightly to his chest never wanting to let you go again.

"So..so..you are not really leaving?" he said as he pulled away his face brightening with a smile finally as you shook your head.

"And you don't want to break up because it's too hard or complicated?" he asked and you smiled kissing his lips passionately as a response and he raised you up tossing you next to your suitcase before leaving kisses all over you face and neck as you giggled.

"Wait...did you just prank me again?" Pablo's smile turned into a smirk and you knew exactly what he was thinking about...punishment.

"Yeah, but after you pranked me?" you say innocently and he shook his head leaning down and starting to suck on your weak spot reminding you once again that you could never truly leave him.

"That' not an excuse princesa...you've been a bad girl again" he smirked still hovering up above you while slowly pulling your shorts down seeing your blushed cheeks and a big smile.

"Pablo, our room is a mess. We should clean this first.." you were struggling to talk while he was sucking marks into your skin but he just dismissed your comment taking off the rest of your clothes.

"Or we can just make it more messy instead?" he smirked tossing your shorts to the floor before you both laughed kissing one another passionately.

"I love you, you know?" you said sweetly wanting him to know that and never doubt it again and his eyes softened as he looked down at you with a genuine smile.

"I love you too princesa...now stop being adorable and let me punish you!" he said and you giggled nodding your head and seeing his mischievous smirk return.

Hope you like it <3

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hijinxinprogress · 6 months

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YouTuber!Stephanie

Stephanie has a youtube channel (she 100% gives it a name like gotham_after_dark or bat_interpreter) where she follows Batman and mocks him, she definitely also makes content on tiktok and instagram

She’s recording fights with rogues and him interrogating questioning people and doing voice overs in a goofiest growl she can for batman but she also does voices for everyone else (it gets to the point where penguin puts a hit out and is actively trying to expose the youtubers identity bc steph does this terrible whiny british accent when she’s imitating penguin)

She starts her channel right after Bruce fires her from Robin and still does it to this day

Bc if she’s gonna get shit for not being Tim might as well go all the way right?? She’s just doing the opposite of what Tim’s doing or outright copying him depending on which would annoy them the most

Stephanie records batman dangling some guy off a roof for the 37th time this week while going “You said the cheese on the nachos at your restaurant was imported directly from Italy but I saw you…THIS CHEESE IS FROM A GROCERY STORE…in GOTHAM… do you know what batman does to liars??”

Batman’s chasing the joker? Again? Here comes Stephanie with her fucking camera “Joker baby, you know that fight with Cobblepot meant nothing to me” “You know what, Bats? Fight whoever you want!” “Why are you going to Cobblepot’s lair with a grenade launcher? Baby…?” “Well, if the wellbeing of fucking Oswald is sooo important to you, you fucking cheater ☹️ I’m gonna kill him” “HUH” Stephanie’s joker voice is pretty good but she stops when Jason follows her channel after admitting he watches it (however Damian gives zero fucks and edits in his scarily accurate joker impression and will break into Jason’s apartment at random to do his joker impression)

Stephanie’s Duke impression is just her making puns in a bad robot voice and Duke hates it sm bc she’s saying shit like “Don’t signal for backup bc I’m already Signal-ing this ass whooping” “The yellow is the Signal for you to run” “Hey hey hey, night time is when you do this stupid shit rn is Signal Time” “The sun is my Signal to be vigilant-y” “Setting off that alarm should’ve been enough of a Signal for you stop” (Dick made tshirts and Duke refuses to talk to him when he wears them)

You legally have to be a level 79 hater to be a vigilante in gotham so most of Steph’s videos esp after Bruce has pissed her off are just her shitting on batman in a terrible growl “Damn, I’m getting too old for this…my knees hurt so much” “Nightwing thinks he’s funny, asking me if I remember the dust bowl…mf I remember the fucking big bang” “I’m so good at this, I don’t think anyone knows I’m a vampire” “Bruce Wayne owns gotham general and can’t cure Alzheimer’s?? I hate that asshole, I don’t even remember where tf I’m going” “I wanted to be Spider-Man and now I’m this” “Ooh, I’m Batman and I hate fun, happiness, and joy” “Don’t do crime, be like me…perpetually bitchless and breaking kneecaps” “Some people need coffee for a pick me up but I just need to see a purse snatcher piss their pants” “I don’t actually meld into the shadows, I just have Apple Maps and it takes me the long way”

Batman’s fighting or arguing with black mask? Stephanie has been waiting for this moment so every video with black mask is just her making fun of black mask to the point where there’s barely any batman slander “My real names fucking Roman so I had to go all out with this stupid ass costume…I’m not even a real gothamite, I’m from metropolis” “Sionis…I don’t care… you blew up thirteen hostages” “ITS NOT MY FAULT, OKAY?! Did you know you’re supposed to wash masks? Especially if you wear the same one everyday? Bc I fucking didn’t” “…Sionis…” “THERES MOLD ON MY FACE and this mask smells like ASS” “Everyone knows that, you moron…How do you think I found you? I can smell your stench from damn near two miles away…” “I’m like scary though right??” “No, Sionis, you just have poor hygiene…and issues” “Dammit, I’m like a dollar tree version of two face” “Not quite, what’s lower than that? Dollar tree is too good for you…don’t tell joker but Harvey’s way-”

Stephanie has a two hour video of batman grappling across Gotham just shitting on metropolis and sixty seven minutes of it is just Superman slander in a terrible growl

There’s short clips of cass suddenly disappearing or appearing out of nowhere before and after dismantling someone with the michael myers theme playing in the background (Cass does dramatic flips and landings every time steph records her)

When Bruce complains about the threat to their identities and compromising ongoing missions/investigations, Stephanie (who is purposely trying to piss him off) just looks him dead in eye and goes “Well, you’re not the boss of me sooo” so Tim gives a presentation and shuts down every single argument Bruce makes just to be contrary bc he’s a fucking asshole

Tim only has a problem with it when Stephanie and Damian start working together bc Damian does concerningly accurate impressions and Damian keeps making Tim sound like a fucking idiot and it’s worse bc he can mimic his speech patterns (“I can’t do this anymore… I’m sad and pasty… Call the fifth robin, you know…the only competent robin…”)

Like Damian’s repeating one of Tim’s caffeine concoction induced rants about bagels in Tim’s voice while Steph is growling at him to focus in her batman impression

When Tim brings his complaints to Bruce about Stephanie’s youtube account, Bruce cites Tim’s own argument back to him so Tim takes over editing and recording to be an asshole

#stephanie brown #spoiler dc #bruce wayne #batman #tim drake #damian wayne #duke thomas #jason todd #dick grayson #cassandra cain #dc gotham #dcu #youtuber!stephanie brown #Damian stands at the end of Jason’s bed at 3am and just does the joker laugh for no fucking reason #Damian is 100% responsible for Jason’s mental health decline #Steph does an accurate british accent but it’s still whiny bc Alfred gave her the ‘I’m not mad I’m just disappointed’ look #Stephanie’s yt channel actually makes it easier to keep their identities secret bc she uses every batman theory in her videos #Stephanie 🤝🏾 Damian: psychological warfare on their friends and family #They probably think they’re just being mildly annoying but in actuality they’ve caused 67 mental breakdowns a week

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landing-amongst-the-planets · 9 months

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After seeing Season 5 and the way Miguel beat up three different guys to protect Robby in the fight at the Cobra Kai dojo, I need more of protective Miguel over Robby, so here! It’s not a fic, more an outline xD

4 Times Miguel’s Protective Of Robby And 1 Time He Realises Why

1: Robby and a former Cobra Kai are sparring and the ex-Cobra gets way too aggressive and nearly crushes Robby’s leg. Miguel immediately intervenes and knocks him to the ground and really digs into him until Robby has to tell him to cool it and the guy apologises. Tory and Sam snicker in the background and Demetri hands Eli money. Robby spends the rest of the week thinking about that because no one’s ever protected him like that before, except Miguel. For Miguel it’s just another Tuesday xD

2: Miguel finds out Johnny didn’t tell Robby the purpose of the Mexico trip until they were already there and that leads to the loudest fight the entire apartment complex has heard, and that’s saying something. Miguel thinks it’s unfair to Robby that Johnny put him in that position without even telling him and yet again made him feel second to Miguel. Eventually he calms down after Robby pacifies him and Johnny’s impressed and kinda proud that his two sons are getting along so well that Miguel is even protecting Robby from JOHNNY. Yaya gives Miguel a knowing look and Robby a wink and they don’t know what she means but they oddly feel like they’ve been found out.

3: One of the guys from school asks Robby out and he’s so far removed from karate and Carmen tells him it’ll be nice to have a break from the constant training for the Sekai Taikai, so he accepts. Miguel doesn’t know why but he feels weirdly betrayed by his mom. He ends up recruiting Eli and Demetri to follow Robby on the date “just in case”, citing their newly formed friendship and brotherhood meaning he wants to keep him safe. Eli and Demetri exchange that look they always do when they’re communicating in their own way that no one else understands, but Miguel’s one-track mind lets it go. The date does end up going badly cuz the guy is really disrespectful and too touchy and the next day Miguel’s on TikTok for beating the guy within an inch of his life before Robby, Eli, AND Demetri all had to hold him back. The video shows up on Daniel’s For You page on his newly made TikTok and he can’t help but be glad that someone’s looking out for his mentee, because if anyone knows how rough Robby had it it’s Daniel.

4: It’s movie night at the Diaz-Lawrence household and, after an exhausting game of Monopoly where Johnny nearly throws the board out the window when he starts losing, Miguel and Robby end up on the kitchen table together once everyone’s gone to sleep. They start talking about their childhoods and Miguel learns things about Robby’s that he half-figured but never wanted to think about when he was supposed to hate him. But now, seeing the kid who spent his childhood cooking for himself in dingy apartments and having to sweep up broken shards of the bottles of beer his mom or her newest boyfriend would leave on the ratty carpets, the kid who fell in with the wrong crowd too many times and got taken advantage of, the kid who was alone and didn’t have Johnny around…Miguel can’t help himself, he hugs Robby, a full-body hug, for the first time, and says he won’t let anything or anyone hurt him again. And Robby’s pretty sure he forgets how to breathe.

+1: Of course they don’t figure it out on their own. It takes separate interventions from their friends AND their senseis (yes, even Johnny figured it out eventually….ok, Daniel may have had to give him an intervention first) for Miguel to figure out he has feelings for Robby. And maybe that overprotectiveness wasn’t just brotherly love and friendship. And when he comes to this epiphany, it takes another full week for him to stop babbling nonsense when he sees Robby and finally ask him out. Fortunately for him, Robby likes him back, and fortunately for everyone else, they can finally exchange their money for the bets for when they’ll start dating😌

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yornayyy · 2 months

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Surprised puzzle

rafe cameron x y/n routledge

a/n: i got this idea from going on an 2 hour tiktok watch on pregnant women and gave myself baby fever lol😂

a/n: all of the characters get along meaning there’s no gold and rafe and the pouge’s are all friends.

summary: after finding out you we’re pregnant you decide to plan a surprise for your friends

sitting on the couch in the chateau i began thinking of when to tell everyone the good news or surprise i should say.

looking at the time on my phone i then look around to see what everyone else is doing jj, sarah and john b is sitting outside in the hammocks while smoking a j and pope and kie and rafe is jus talking about god knows what.

going into my room i then get out the custom made puzzle i had made, walking back into the sunroom i then sit the puzzle box on a table.

before sitting back down i then walk outside to tell the guys to come in “ guys can u come in for a sec i wanna put a puzzle together” i say while walking up to them.

jj looks at me with a bored puzzle as in a way of him saying “that shit is childish” but i could care less on what he thinks. looking at Sarah and john b get up as they start walking inside without having to beg them.

sighing i then look back at jj who is still laying down on the hammock i then walk closer to him and flips it over as he falls out hard on the group with a loud thump noise.

“y/n what the fuck” he says loudly while groaning as he gets up “jj i want to put a puzzle together so come inside” i say while walking back inside not even waiting to hear what he has to say.

“i hate it here” jj says while mumbling but still walks inside not wanting to get hurt even more.

“guys don’t start the puzzle yet i have to go get the rest of the guys” i tell john b and sarah while walking to where the rest of the group is.

walking up to rafe i then rub his back softly letting him know i was behind him “guys can you come put the puzzle together with the rest of us” i ask while looking at rafe get up with out a complaint

“yea sure” pope says while walking into the sun room, looking over to rafe i then give him a quick peck before grabbing his hand and leading im to meet the guys.

“ok u guys can start now” i tell them while sitting down “ why aren’t you helping y/n?” john b asks while putting a piece together.

“i didn’t want to play i wanted to see you guys do it” i reply as him and jj look at me with a blank face. “whatttt it should be fun, cheer up” i tell them while giggling as they just continue putting pieces together.

sitting nervously i look at rafe from the corner of my eye as he stares at the puzzle while the rest of them put it together “wait…” sarah says while pausing her movements before looking back at me with a shocked face.

looking back at her with a small smile she the looks back at everyone else as she waits for them to finish putting the puzzle together

in a short amount of time all you could here was a bunch of “no way’s” “omg’s” “oh shit’s” as they get closer to being done with the puzzle.

looking back at rafe as he still looks confused at the puzzle i then put my hand on his thigh telling him “ turn the puzzle towards you and finish it” as he does what’s told.

all of the pouge’s stare at the puzzle as it reveals a “i’m pregnant” with an arrow pointing in my direction.

“OMGGGG IM GONNA BE AN UNCLE” john b yells in excitement as everyone else started yelling with tears in their eyes.

smiling brightly i look back at rafe as he stares at me with tears and a shocked face “baby are you for real? i’m gonna be a dad?” he asks while holding my face in his shaky hands as he cry’s softly.

starring back at him as i shake my head in agreement, before i could answer i’m brought into a bone crushing hug as rafe cry’s in my shoulder.

breaking the hug he then kisses me softly before pulling away before yelling “ i’m gonna be a dad” as everyone cheers and celebrates.

#obx fanfiction #outer banks imagine #rafe x black!reader #rafe outer banks #rafe cameron #rafe fanfiction #rafe x reader #fanfic #black y/n

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midnightdevotion · 2 years

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Sweat it out

Request: Pranking hangman at the gym, telling him that some other guy is hitting on you.

Pairing: Jake "hangman" Seresin x Reader

Taglist is open

Requests are open!

a/n: No warnings in this one really just cutesy and preludes to sex, but no actual smut. I hope you guys enjoy this!

It appeared to be like any other Saturday for you and your boyfriend. As per the usual schedule, you guys would wake up and have a slow morning of snuggling and breakfast before finally getting up and going to the gym.

However, what jake didn't know, is that you had a prank planned for him. If there was one thing about your boyfriend is that he is super protective, and he gets jealous. It's never in a possessive, controlling kind of way it's more of a this is my girl and I want everyone in the world to know, and if they disrespect that or worse disrespect you, Jake's ready to take them down.

You'd never admit it out loud to the pilot but you love how protective he is of you. The way he seems to always be ready to take care of you in any situation makes you love him more every day.

"I can hear you thinkin' all the way over here babe" jake sends you a grin from the driver's seat, reaching over to rest his hand on your thigh. Now, this is why you are pranking the man. He always gets to you with the simplest actions and you'd like to return the favor.

So when Pheonix saw a video on TikTok of a girl pranking her boyfriend saying some dude was hitting on her at the gym you knew you had to try the same.

"Just admiring the view baby" you wink back at him, and you can see the red run up his neck slowly as he covers it with an amused laugh.

"Whatever you say gorgeous, but those are definitely scheming eyes."

"I'm not sure what you mean honey" you send him an innocent look as he narrows his eyes at you. His lip is upturned in a slight smirk

"Fine don't tell me but you and I both know you are up to no good darlin"

You pull into the gym and you've definitely never felt this excited to go workout before. You know jake's onto you though so you try to act as normal as you can as you head into the huge building that smells like sweat and something that doesn't do a good job covering it up.

"Alright babe, I know you wanna do chest, tri's, and core today but I am going to go do legs instead this time" and you feel like it's a reasonable statement for you because god does you hate doing core. Jake knows this but he can't help but frown a little bit, he likes that you two normally work out together.

"Oh alright, come get me if you need anything though?" he leans down and presses a sweet kiss to your cheek as you two make your way to the different areas of the gym. You grin as you send phoenix a text reporting that 'mission JJ is a go' JJ standing for jealous jake.

You are on the upper level of the gym doing legs, hating that decision just a little bit because you do miss being with jake, and also you did legs on Thursday and are still somewhat sore.

You're about thirty minutes into your workout before you decide to initiate part two of the plan. You send a quick text to phoenix again letting her know that the next stage is in motion before texting jake.

"Hey uh babe, there's this guy that's hitting on me and he won't leave me alone" and you are surprised with how quickly jake reads the text. Usually, he doesn't check his phone much while working out.

You hurriedly click on the camera app and try to be nonchalant about holding it up, making it look like you are just waiting on a text back from your boyfriend. It doesn't take long before you see jake bounding up the stairs taking three at a time.

He turns the corner and you can see the anger radiating off of him. His head is scanning the entire area and you are trying your very best to make an uncomfortable face and not bust out laughing like you wanted to.

He finally spots you and the tension between his brows eases a little bit and that makes your heart swell. He walks over to you, taking such large steps you shouldn't be surprised that it doesn't take him long to cover the distance between you too.

"where is he, I'll kick his ass" luckily you had propped your phone up against the machine you were using. He's standing so close to you but he hasn't made any eye contact with you, instead still surveying the gym and seeing if he could pinpoint which guy he wants to threaten and make sure everyone here knows not to disrespect his girl.

When you don't give a response right away he finally looks down at you. He must see something on your face and by his reaction, you think the holding back the laughter must be making you look more uncomfortable.

He wraps his arms around your waist, and you can feel the sweat he has from his workout and the rage coming off of him.

"I-I dont know where he went, but he was making really inappropriate comments. I was getting scared" you don't know how you get the words out without letting him know that this was a joke to get a reaction out of him.

At your words, Jake's arms tighten around you but his gaze that locks onto you is soft.

"Okay, babe if you see him again point him out to me, but I'm here now so lets finish your workout" maybe it's the fact that your sweet jake was willing to abandon his workout for you or the way he kisses your forehead sweetly, but you can't hold it back anymore.

Suddenly all the laughter you were holding back was spewing out of you in an uncontrollable manner. Jake standing so close to you with a confused look on his face glances to his right and sees your phone propped up and recording. Connecting the dots he groans.

"Is this another one of those clock pranks" this of course only makes you laugh harder. He shakes his head in relief and can't help but join your contagious laughter, he grabs your phone slowly, flipping it off and murmuring a fuck off phoenix before he looks at you with a raised eyebrow.

"It's called tiktok babe" at this he rolls his eyes

"Last time I come to save you" he quips a small smile falling on his face because god damn he knew he would fall for it every time.

"Oh please, you and I both know you'd always protect me from creeps, and I love that about you" you give him a quick peck.

"Well now I don't feel like working out so let's go have a lazy day where I can snuggle you close and make sure no creep is hitting on you"

You're both laughing as you make your way out of the gym. As you make it to the car you figure jake is going to come around and open the door for you, but before he does that he turns you around and pins you to the door.

"If you think I'm letting you get away with that though you're crazy darlin" and before you can respond he's crashing his lips to yours in a heated his. It surprises you but you melt against him, feeling tingles shoot through your body as he holds onto your face. His lips are moving passionately against yours and against your better judgment you're kissing back just as needy, in a gym parking lot no less.

When he pulls away you find yourself wanting to protest. "and that's just a teaser babe"

Based on the smirk he's wearing as he opens your car door and helps you in. You are ashamed to say you definitely needed that help because your legs turned into jello and it wasn't from your halfway-finished workout. You watch as he climbs in on his side of the truck, just as eager to get home as you are.

"God I should make you jealous more often" and that sends his head back laughing.

"Yeah darlin maybe you should" he punctuates with a wink.

Taglist: @alanadetigy

#jake hangman seresin #hangman #hangman x reader #jake seresin #top gun #jake seresin x reader #top gun maverick

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dsturniolo · 2 months

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dreamin’ / Chris Sturniolo x reader

part 1

summary: two people that have been best friends since forever. What happens when they develop feelings?

warnings: fluff!

a/n: based off of these lyrics; “i thought that i was dreamin’ when you said you loved me. the start of nothin’. i had no chance to prepare, i couldn’t see you comin’.” also this is the first story i’m ever posted. i’ve written stuff but it was for shits and giggles so ima try on this.

Your pov:

Sitting on the couch with my best friends, Nick, Matt and Chris, watching a movie. I was sat on one side of the couch with Chris while Matt and Nick were on the other side.

“What do you two want from McDonald’s?” Nick asks me and Chris. “Just my usual please and thank you.” I respond. Chris tells him what he wants. “Okay. Anything else?” We both shake our heads ‘no.’

Leaning my head against Chris’ shoulder I continue to watch the movie. I feel Chris put his head on mine. I sigh contently as he does.

I’ve been friends with the triplets since we were in kindergarten. We had played together at recess and have been friends ever since. Me and Chris were definitely the closest, but I still am close with Nick and Matt.

Me and Chris were always touchy with each other but we knew it was strictly platonic. Now me and Matt we would share hugs here and there but that’s it, and me and Nick were just all over the place.

Now we’re 20 years old, living together.

After a little time had passed a knock at the door was heard and Nick was getting up to get the door. He came back sitting the bag of food on the table saying, “Dig in.” And that’s what we did.

After eating I get up and throw everyone’s trash away. All of them saying thanks. “We’re gonna film for Wednesday wanna be in it?” Nick asks me. “Sure why not.” I shrug. Their fans knew me from being in the back of vlogs and sometimes in car videos.

I didn’t get much hate, but some people still have their heads in their ass, but what are you going to do about it? Plus I didn’t care I was happy and content with my life.

I watched TikTok while they set up. We were filming a baking video and since I was the guest, I was the one blindfolded. “Okay come on y/n.” Matt called me over. Setting my phone down and getting up, walking over to them.

“Welcome back to another video. Today we have a guest. Say hello.” Nick spoke to the camera. “Hey guys.” I waved. “So today, because we haven’t done it in a while; we are going to blindfold y/n and she’s going to bake a cake for us.” Chris claps his hands a few times looking at me. I roll my eyes and shake my head.

“Let’s get started. Chris blindfold her please.” Nick says. “Please don’t tie my hair.” I look at Chris who smiles. He shakes his head at me before placing the bandanna over my eyes and tying it. “Okay now what.” I place my hands out in search of the box of cake mix. Someone hands it to me.

Opening the box and taking out the bag. “Can one of you open this.” I hand it out. “I gotchu.” Matt says taking it away. “Okay here. Don’t miss the bowl.” He hands me the bag back. I shake my head feeling around for the bowl. Finding it, I carefully pour the powder. “Good good. now we need a cup of water.” Nick claps.

Grabbing the measuring cup, i walk to the sink filling it up. “STOP.” Nick yells. “Okay no need to yell I can still hear.” I laugh. Walking back over to the bowl and searching for it again. I pour the water slowly. “Okay great now 3 eggs.” Matt places an egg in my hand. “Thanks.” I mumble.

I finish cracking the eggs into the bowl. “Can I wash my hands.” I ask, holding out my hands so I don’t touch anything. “Yeah come on.” Chris says as he guides me to the sink, he turns on the water and pumps soap into my palms. I wash my hands and walk back over.

“Okay now a half cup of oil.” Matt reads. I reach out to grab the oil. “Yup good now pour it in the measuring cup.” Matt explained. Pouring the oil in slowly and stopping when they told me. “You doing really good.” Chris praises me. “Thank you.” I smile pouring the oil in the bowl. “Okay now we can stir. Matt preheat the oven.” Nick chimes.

I grab the whisk placing it in the bowl and gently stir the mixture. “You gotta get the edges y/n. Here let me help you.” Chris walks behind me taking the whisk away from me and scraping the edge. “Okay Chris let her do it.” Nick states. “Sorry. here you go.” He hands me the whisk.

After mixing for a while I was finally done. “Good girl.” Chris whispers to me. I furrow my eyebrows. “Thank you.” I nod my head. “Okay here’s a pan CAREFULLY pour it in.” Nick exclaimed. “I think I got it Nick.” I shake my head grabbing the bowl and feeling for the pan. I pour in the batter as one of them scrapes the bowl. I set the bowl down and take off the blindfold.

“Oh wow i was expecting a big mess. I did do good.” I give Chris a high five. The oven beeps as Nick puts the cake in and stops the camera. I go back to watching TikTok while we wait.

After filming the video we all sat down back at the couch. “I’m going to bed. Night.” Matt gets up walking to his room. “Night.” We all say. “Well if he’s going to bed I’m going to take a shower and sleep.” Nick says standing up.

“Good night. Love you.” I look up at him. He mumbles love you back and goes upstairs. “You leaving too?” Chris turns to me. I shake my head. “In a little but I’m not tired yet.” He nods his head at my words. I look back down at my phone mindlessly scrolling.

Growing tired after a while I lay down, placing my head on Chris’ lap and putting my phone down. “Tired now?” He asks. I nod turning my body into his stomach and gently placing my arms around his waist. His hand comes down finding its way in my hair.

“C’mon let’s get you to bed.” He whispers softly. I sigh sitting up and grabbing my things. I make my way to my room as Chris follows me. Opening the door to my room I immediately flop down on my bed. Chris laughs at me. “You wanna have a sleepover?” He smiles. “Mhm.” I hold my thumb up to him.

“C’mere.” He pulls me against him once he was in the bed. I put my head on his chest as he wraps his arm around me. “Night.” Chris rubs my back. “Night.” I respond softly as sleep takes over my body.

A/n:this part is warm up so it’s not really good but it’ll get better(maybe)

Taglist: @lacysturniolo (lmk if you want tagged)

#chris sturniolo #chris sturniolo x reader #sturniolo triplets #sturniolo fanfic #matt sturniolo #nick sturniolo #chris sturniolo fanfic #sturniolo smut

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softiecaro · 1 year

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GORGEOUS — MICK SCHUMACHER

summary: Inez think that Mick was too gorgeous to be real and every time she looked at him she felt like was going to die. Mick wondered why she always ignored him.

pairing: Mick Schumacher x Inez (reporter!reader)

words: 4K

warning: Some swear words, a lot of angst. Also, English is not my native language, so any spelling or writing error is the fault of the translator hehe.

notes: The lyrics of the song are in italics, and these are not in the same order of the song, so i put excerpts that may have some connection with the situations that I am narrating.

MASTERLIST TAYLOR SWIFT SONGS SERIES

Inez Santana is a journalist by profession, who started out uploading videos to tiktok about motorsports and making podcasts about it. Thanks to the success that she had on this podcast, she was given the opportunity to start working for Formula 2 years ago. Despite not having been around for as long as some of her colleagues, she is well liked by the people in the teams and the paddock in general, even by the fans.

She formed a strong friendship with Esteban Ocon when she signed a short contract for a few months to do some communications work for the Alpine team. When that contract ended, they continued to hang out constantly, even spending a few vacations together.

She is known for her sweetness and kindness with everyone, for how she talks to people and puts all her attention on them as if they were the only thing that mattered, she made them feel loved. Of course, this happened with everyone except the 23-year-old German driver, Mick Schumacher.

It's not because she hates him. Quite the contrary. She thinks he is too gorgeous and his presence makes her so nervous that she prefers to ignore him. Every time she can get away from being in the same room with him, she does. Of course, she can't escape her obligations at work and the interviews that she sometimes has to do with Mick after a career.

Inez, Esteban and Lance were walking through the paddock one morning as they greeted everyone along the way. They were laughing at something the French one said, and by mistake, the girl dropped her coffee cup on the floor right in front of the Haas team space, which luckily was not full.

They laughed even louder, which caught Mick's attention, who came out to see what was going on.

—Damn Esteban, look what you made me do.—She joked, still laughing as she stood looking at the mess she made.

—Hey, don't blame me.

—Hey guys, what happened here?— Mick approached them with an amused smile on his lips. They greeted each other with the typical fist salute that men give each other.

Her smile automatically disappeared when she heard his voice. Posture uncomfortably straight, lips set in a line, she looked everywhere but at him, except at his ocean blue eyes. If she looked at them, she felt that it would be the end of him.

—Just Inez being Inez.— Lance says humorously, putting his arm around her shoulders.

—Are you okay?— Mick asks. She looks at the floor, looks at Esteban and then looks over Mick's shoulder at something, continuing his work of avoiding his eyes.

—Yes.— She simply says.

—If you want I can bring you a new coffee.—The blond tells her as he points to Hass's space.— You know, free coffee.

—No thanks, I have to go.

“You're so gorgeous. I can't say anything to your face 'cause look at your face. And I'm so furious at you for making me feel this way. But what can I say? You're gorgeous”.

Have you read those cliché stories where the main character gets locked with her love interest in an elevator for a period of time, they kiss, then someone pulls them out of the elevator and they walk out completely in love? That was what happened to Inez, except for the kissing part of it, of course.

The cars that take the communications people from the hotel to the paddock left at 7:30 a.m. It was 5 minutes before the time limit and Inez was on the 20th floor waiting for the elevator which was taking too long.

—Come on, please, quickly.— she whispered anxiously as she saw that the elevator was finally approaching her floor.

When the gates opened, Inez couldn't believe how much bad luck she had (or good luck?). Mick was inside in his blue Haas team uniform, who also hadn't noticed the girl's presence since he was too busy texting.

She quickly entered and went to press the button for the first floor, but seeing that it was already selected, she left her hand in the air.

Inez looked at the boy out of the corner of her eye, still typing on his phone with a visibly frown. Inez wanted to say hello, but nothing came out of her mouth. So she just looked at a fixed point of the elevator as she held her breath hoping to arrive at her destination soon.

She suddenly felt the lights on the buttons start to flicker and she approached it curiously. Then, the main light that illuminates there began to blink. She turned around, facing Mick on the opposite side of the elevator, but he still didn't notice anything.

Silence.

—Mick?— A whisper of hers barely left her. The blond raised his head automatically and looked at her with those ocean blue eyes just a millisecond before the place went completely dark.

Neither of them said anything, analyzing the situation.

—Inez?

—I'm here, Mick.— She answered fearfully as she hugged herself.

The next thing that happened was the elevator made a loud noise that caused Inez to gasp in surprise. She suddenly felt a pair of icy hands touch her face in delicate touches, to which she cringed.

—Here you are.—Now he was touching her shoulders as if looking for something specific, then went down her arms slowly until he reached her hands. His touches were so delicate, as if she was going to break. He gave her chills.

—Hey, are you okay?—She gave a little startled cry at his touch and her closeness, a sound that Mick took as a sort of nod to his question. His hands felt so soft and perfect on her.

“And you should think about the consequence of you touching my hand in a darkened room."

—Let me call someone on the team.— So he unlocked his phone and the light from it lit up his face.

—Don't be scared, I can feel your heart beating so fast. Try to calm down, we'll be fine.—Now he had pulled his hands away from her and stood beside her, feeling his left side against her right side.

—It can't be, I don't have a signal.

—What?—She exclaimed, turning in his direction.

—I was joking, sorry. I've always seen that happen in the movies.— He laughed a little as he dialed a number.

Inez started to reply but before she could think of anything to say to him, Mick spoke again.

—Kevin? Hi, you're not going to believe this but I'm stuck in the hotel elevator.

She stirred in her place and suddenly remembered the car that was supposed to take her. She took her phone and looked at the time. It marked 7:45. The car had already left without her.

—No, I'm not alone, I'm with Inez. Yes, Esteban's best friend.— She felt Mick say the last thing with a different tone that caught her attention.— Uh-huh, yes. OK thank you. See you mate.

Inez sends a message to her boss explaining the situation and saying that she will unfortunately be late, hoping that he will believe that she got stuck in the elevator, although it sounds a bit false.

Maybe Esteban hasn't left yet and she can go with him to the paddock in his car, so to make sure, she texted him too to ask if he's already gone.

—Hey, don't worry, it won't take long for them to come for us.— Mick told her softly when he saw the girl's worried face.

—It's not that.— She locks her phone so the place is bathed in darkness again.

—What happen?

—Nothing.— As soon as her word left her mouth, and in an unkind tone, she regretted it.

Silence again.

The closeness of his to her sides disappeared as he moved away from her.

—Why do you hate me?

Inez's heart sank. He thought she hated him? Silence again. She didn't know what to say.

—Mick, I don't hate you.

—Then why are you always like this with me?

—What do you mean?

—Whenever I'm getting close, you run away. Plus you never look me in the eye. You're always ignoring me and...

Suddenly a voice from the elevator speaker startled them both.

—Guys, we're about to get you out. The elevator will make a small jerky movement. Don't be scared, it's part of the process.

Only a couple of minutes later, in which neither of them had said anything else, the elevator doors were being forced open and two big men could be seen through the small space on the other side. Behind them, some familiar faces of some people from the teams, including Lance and Esteban, who were laughing.

—You first.— Mick told her. So Inez quickly made her way out of the small space with help from the men. Then Mick came out.

—I can't believe you got locked in an elevator.— Lance was still laughing at the situation.

—How long were you in there?

—Like 30 minutes.— Mick replied.

—30 minutes?! And what did you do during all that time?

—Nothing dude. I have to go, see you.— Mick smiled at the three without showing his teeth and left.

—Inez?— Esteban spoke to the girl after seeing her in a kind of trance.— Are you okay?

—Yes, I'm perfect. Why?

—You're red as a tomato, are you sure nothing happened in there? You know you can trust us, come on.

—I swear to you. Now come on please, my boss is going to kill me.

…………………………..

On a Saturday after a race, Inez is preparing for the press round with the drivers. She had already interviewed Carlos Sainz, Lando Norris and now she was with Esteban.

—And moving on to the next race, what do you think about Hungary?

—Yeah, I can't wait. Great memories of course from last year. So hopefully we can fight in full force.— He simply answered.

—That's all Esteban, thanks. See you.— They finally say good-bye, but as the French boy was walking away, he whispered something to Inez that didn't help her for what lay ahead of her.

—Mick is next.— Followed by a wink.

Just hearing his name made her stomach turn. She then saw him slip from the previous reporter until they were face to face. He gave her a toothless smile and her blue eyes met his.

"Ocean blue eyes looking in mine, I feel like I might sink and drown and die."

She was silent for a few seconds until she reacted when noticed the expectation on the face of Mick and his communications assistant.

—M-mick, we saw that the race had some problems, sorry about that. Because in some way, you were unfortunately a victim of the crash between Lance Stroll and Fernando Alonso. How much was your race compromise by accident damage?

“Did I say everything too quickly? Why is he looking at me like that? Do I have something in my teeth? After the rain of thoughts that attacked her, she felt the blood begin to pool on her cheeks, and felt the temperature rise even more when she watched as Mick lapped her lips with his tongue.

—Yeah, there was quite a bit of unfortunate damage that affected some specific areas of the car.— As he began to speak, he leaned slowly between the grid that separated them and Inez tried to appear as if that movement didn't affect her. As if having him so close to her didn't make her heart burst.— Obviously it was something that got out of hand but I think that, looking on the positive side, at least we were in a good position to give the team points.

—And speaking of the performance of the vehicles, what do you think are their strengths and weaknesses and do you think they will be able to continue on a good path with this one?

—Yeah, I mean I don't see any reason why it shouldn't. I think our car. And we are aware that there is a constant battle with teams like Alpha Tauri, Aston Martin and Alfa Romeo. So all we care about is finishing the races and collecting as many points as possible in the coming weekends after the holidays.— He finishes with a smile.

—Thanks for your time Mick, rest and have a nice vacation.

—Thanks Inez, see you around. Goodbye.— Giving her one last look and a characteristic German smile, he walked off in the direction of the next reporter.

Inez. Inez. Inez. Inez. Inez. Inez. Why did his name sound so nice when it came from his lips?

…………………………………….

That same night someone organized a party because after this race there would be a short vacation before returning to the tracks. It would be a lie to say that Inez hated parties, because she didn't. But she really wasn't a big fan of crowds, so this was what always discouraged her from going. Both Esteban and Lance tried to convince her to go but they couldn't.

She preferred to stay in her hotel room watching some romantic comedy movie on netflix. She changed into comfortable clothes, made herself some hot tea, and lay back in the comfort of her bed.

Before the movie started, she took a picture for her Instagram stories and then put her phone aside and played the movie. The sound of the notifications caught her attention so checking the phone she saw responses from some fans, from Lance, from some people she knew from the paddock, but what mattered most to her was Mick.

“Guess I'll just stumble on home to my cats, alone. Unless you wanna come along."

@mickschumacher won't you come to the party?

@inez.santana nope :(

Immediately the three dots appeared in the chat indicating that Mick was typing, only to disappear later. She then blocks her phone but was left waiting for her reply message. The ring rings again, she picks up the phone, but it wasn't Mick.

@landonorris GURLLLLL are you really going to lay down and not come to the party?

@inez.santada BOYYYY, yes

@landonorris sent an audio note “Come on Inez, how dare you miss out on the best party of your life? DJ Lando will liven up the place. I'm still at the hotel, so I'm not going to let you stay here alone with yourself. Tell me your room number and I'll pick you up in 20 minutes, see you muac”

Inez was left thinking. Maybe she should just give him on seen and he´d never find her room, but he probably ask Esteban and Lando would come banging on her door until she came out.

@inez.santana 621 floor 10.

She quickly got up from her bed leaving her computer on the desk along with her tea. “I'll come back for you” she thought looking at her drink. Then, in record time, she dressed in white cloth pants, a bright green top and boots. "Yes, this will be fine."

A little makeup, a little shadow on her eyes, mascara and matte lipstick on her lips. She grabbed a purse and had minutes to spare before Lando showed up at her door.

—I thought you wouldn't come out.— He said when Inez opened the door for him.

—I thought about ignoring you, but then I figured that one way or another you would know my room number and you would be knocking on my door desperately all night, so…

—You guessed right.— Lando laughed as they both got into the elevator. On the way to the party they were both talking about random things and laughing. When they arrived, Lando opened the door to hus car and helped her out. Then they came in laughing with their arms crossed.

—Lando, there you are! Get up here.— Someone yelled at him. Lando looked at Inez and she nodded so he knew she was going to be okay.

—Go, I'll look for Esteban.

So he gave her a little hug and walked away. Inez's mind said that she would search for her best friend Esteban in the crowd, but her heart began to search for Mick. She can't find him, and in fact for some reason she can't find any familiar faces. So she just walks over to the bar, orders a drink and sits there.

From Inez to Estie bestie: Heyyyy! Guess what, Lando brought me to the fucking party. Where the fuck are you? I can not find you :(

Then she put away her phone again, took a drink as she continued to scan the room. Until she saw him and her heart stopped like it always did when she saw him. But this time it was different, now he is with a girl. They are both sitting across the room talking. Mick said something to the girl while he pointed to the crowd, seconds later Esteban appeared on the shot and sat next to the unknown woman, leaving her in the middle of it.

“If you've got a girlfriend, I'm jealous of her. But if you're single that's honestly worse 'cause you're so gorgeous it actually hurts (Honey, it hurts)”.

Inez wanted to go, but she couldn't, she didn't want to, not with Mick and that girl there. But then Esteban checked his phone and automatically started looking for his best friend in the crowd. Until he saw her and began to beckon her to see him. She pretended she didn't see him, so the French one got up and went to look for her.

—Inez! I've been waving to you for a while. Come on, we're over there with Mick and Emma.

Inez wanted to ask her who Emma was and why she was with Mick, but she kept quiet.

—I'll be there in a moment, I'm fine here.

—Something wrong? I'm staying here with you, no problem sweetheart.

—No, please go. I'm going in a minute.

Esteban looked at her doubtfully, then she gave him a smile and pushed his shoulder in a friendly way to unconcern him.

—Okay, we'll wait for you there.— She took one last glance in the blonde's direction only to meet his gaze already on her. He smiled at her and waved, but she ignored him, took the last of her drink, got up and went out to the terrace of the place.

From Mick's perspective, he felt his heart break more and more at the attitudes she held about him. He constantly questioned his own actions, wondering if he had ever done something wrong that upset her.

—Where are you going bro?— Esteban asked Mick when he saw him get up.

—I'm going to get some air, I'll be right back.— Mick was adamant about her goal, clear things up and for her to tell him why she hates him.

—Hello.— Inez jumped in shock. She didn't need to turn around to know who he was because she recognized that voice anywhere.— I thought you told me you weren't coming.

—I know, I didn't come of my own free will. Lando made me.

—Oh.

Finally she dared to turn to look at him and gave him a small smile.

—Can I sit with you?

—Sure.— She replied immediately.

They didn't speak for what seemed like an eternity. Both looking towards the horizon. But both wanting to look at each other.

—I understand if you don't want to talk about this, but that day when we got stuck in the elevator, I felt like the conversation was on hold. Because it is a topic that is very important to me and I need to know the answer, if there really is one…

—Oh, that. Do you want to know why I'm ignoring you?— Suddenly she felt a wave of confidence. Maybe it was the alcohol… or desperation.

—Hmm…— Mick nodded.

It took Inez a while to collect her thoughts to see what she wanted to say to the boy next to her. With so many thoughts in her head she became dizzy and felt like she was going to pass out.

—I ignore you because…because you're so kind and respectful and caring and generous and funny, and you're so damn gorgeous that I can't even look at your face, because look at your face.— She finally blurted out, regretting it the second she was done. That was like the vomit that her heart needed to release.

—What? So…so you don't hate me?

—No fucking hell Mick, I'm in love with you and I'm ignoring you because you make me so nervous.

Silence.

Only the music from the party and Inez's heart breaking into a thousand pieces could be heard.

—Look at me.

—Mick…

—Please look at me.

Inez knew what was coming now. Mick was so nice that he would probably give her some compliments like how she's beautiful and smart but he didn't reciprocate that feeling. He would ask her to start being friends, probably.

Already emotionally prepared, she turned to see him, trying to hide her nervousness and the tears that asked to come out of her eyes. She tried, but she couldn't hold his blue gaze for more than 2 seconds, turning to her own hands as she played with them.

Mick raised her head taking her chin gently so that she looked into his eyes again.

—What would happen if I told you that I'm in love with you?

—What are you talking about?

—I said what I said, what would happen?

—I wouldn't believe you.

—But it's true.

Inez hadn't realized the closeness between them and her breath caught in her throat.

—Mick…— She said barely.

—Can I kiss you?— He whispered inches from her lips, still with his hand on her chin.

"Ok, I'm going to pass out right now." she thought.

She licks her lips and looks into his eyes, and swore it were even more beautiful up close. As if his eyes could illuminate the dark place they were in at the moment.

—Do you want to kiss me?— She asks, still not believing what was happening to her.

—Yes, do you want to?— Now he had shifted his hand from her chin to her jaw.

—I do.— That was all it took for Mick to close the space between them.

At first it was just a chaste kiss on her lips, to test the waters. Seeking to affirm something, she put her hands on his chest and squeezed his shirt as if wanting to bring him closer to her.

It was then that he lowered her hands to her waist and found hers again on his lips in a relaxed movement, full of love that they had hidden for far too long.

She could easily have melted in Mick's arms and she was glad they were sitting because her now-jelly legs would probably have betrayed her. With her arms also made of jelly, she reached for Mick's neck and her hands buried themselves in his blond hair pulling him closer to her, as if that were possible.

Leaving his left hand on her waist, Mick ran his right hand up her arm as well, leaving a trail of fire all the way to her head to smooth out some strands that were bothering the kiss, and then continued. stroking his head lovingly.

When they felt that it was too much, both separated from the kiss, still with their hands on the other.

Inez didn't want to open her eyes, she didn't want to wake up from this perfect dream she was in. She thought that she had actually ignored Lando and stayed in his hotel room, had fallen asleep and now she was having a wonderful dream with Mick.

But finally she relented and met the ocean blue eyes that always took her breath away. It hadn't been a dream, Mick had really kissed her.

—In case it wasn't clear to you, I'm in love with you too.

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Anything Goes: Fans Reaction | Backstage Girlfriend

Backstage Girlfriend!Universe Masterlist

Summary: Fans react to the Anything Goes podcast where bsgf!YN spoke about her relationships with Harry and Joe.

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anythinggoes i’m so excited to have my friend y/n y/l/n with me for this one because i know how much shit she went through and i know everything she said came straight from the heart. if any of u cry or something…sorry. @yourinstagram thank u for doing this with me. i love u. enjoy.

Comments

user1 this episode completely broke my heart because it feels so different that we now know that it was harry who broke her heart. the fact that y/n speaks so good about him even after he clearly broke her says so much about her…i’m a harrie, but i’m happy that y/n is in a healthy relationship right now.

user2 “stop putting so much energy where it’s not appreciated” FELT

user3 I don’t think you get it, harry didn’t just lose a girlfriend, he lost a best friend who’d go all the extra miles to support him too.

user4 my heart literally got broken after listening to this. the way y/n spoke about herself, harry, joe…she went through so much that she didn’t share and she still finds it in her to think that harry’s an “amazing person” and idk how she does it. harry doesn’t deserve her.

user5 and people wonder why fans hated holivia….

user6 all that coming from someone who says “treat people with kindness”....

user7 i’ve literally been telling everyone how harry definitely has a toxic side that we don’t know of and now look

Twitter

@user1twitterhandle

ik there are so many things we don’t know but the fact that harry hurt someone this bad is making me so sad to be stanning him…

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@user2twitterhandle

y/n still saying that harry’s an amazing person even after how he made her feel can never be me. i would’ve dragged my ex’s ass to hell and back if i was given the chance to shit talk him on a podcast

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@user3twitterhandle

soooo…when are we all going to change our harry accounts’ handles?

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@user4twitterhandle

“I was putting that person’s comfort and, like, his happiness and success before mine. Like, way before mine” the fact that y/n supported him so publicly after the tiniest achievement and he ended up in a relationship with olivia….

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@user5twitterhandle

yes, harry is a jerk, but can we also talk about how understanding joe is? the way y/n spoke about him and how he was patient and everything is making me cry

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@user5twitterhandle

the hate harry’s getting on social media :////

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@yourtwitterhandle

tpwk, always.

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user @user6twitterhandle

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HOW ARE YOU BOTH SO MATURE

user @user7twitterhandle

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thank you, y/n.

user @user8twitterhandle

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the fact that joe isn’t upset and supports her through this….LITERALLY CRYING

TikTok

In a car, a girl with black hair and graphic eyeliner was seen on a viral TikTok video, her face close to the camera to show her tearful eyes, “Okay, guys, what the fuck is happening?!” She exclaimed before the video cut to her sitting properly in the driver’s seat of the car.

“I’m sure everyone’s heard the podcast where Y/N spoke about her relationship with her,” she put her two hands up to air quote, “Ex, who is Harry. And when I tell you,” she put her thumb and pointer together, “That I fucking cried!” She sniffled, “I’m just really sad because I’m a Harrie,” she pointed at herself, “So I’m always used to seeing Y/N because we all thought they were, like, friends. But Y/N has always been like that with us, the fans,” she pointed at herself again, “Like, she was always interacting with us on Twitter and during the shows,” she listed, “So knowing that Harry actually broke her heart is making me feel like I was fucking betrayed!” She exclaimed before the video began from the beginning again.

In another video, a girl with short blonde curly hair was seen, the background of their LED-lit room shows as their face, full of concern was also in view with their hands on their temples, “I don’t want to be around a single man in my entire life,” they said, “We literally saw Y/N more than once–Like, I think it was some kind of a tradition for her to get flowers to Harry before his shows, and taking these cute fucking polaroids with fans outside and giving some fans some concert fucking tickets–all that for Mr. Harry Fucking Asshole Styles to basically toss her aside so he can be with Olivia Wilde to promote their fucking movie? Are you kidding?” They laughed in disbelief, slowly blinking their eyes to the screen, “I seriously cannot believe this,” they clapped their hands together as they leaned backward a little, “And the fact that Y/N told people to treat Harry with kindness because he’s a human being who makes mis-I’m done.”

In another video, a girl with her hood up was sitting on the floor, leaning against the wall with another phone in her hand, “I think I’m actually losing myself in this relationship. I don’t feel secure, I don’t feel loved, I don’t feel appreciated. It was very draining and always so worrying,” she read from her phone what you had said before she quietly put the phone down and looked at the floor for a second before looking up, “I have no words.”

Amongst the hundreds and hundreds–if not thousands–of people reacting to the podcast, some also were quick to turn your words into a trend.

Background music was added to your voice as you said “I think I’m actually losing myself in this relationship. I don’t feel secure, I don’t feel loved, I don’t feel appreciated. It was very draining and always so worrying,” was put on pictures of people crying, text messages with the exes that showed lack of care and love, and more picture of crying to show how unhappy they were in their past relationship, before your sound was used again as you said “I’m–I’m grateful for him and everything he’s done and still does. It’s–I think I can actually say I’m in a healthy relationship, you know?” over pictures of them with their new, current partners.

TikTok was a creative place full of diverse people; it was why many songs were used over pictures and videos they had of you, and with millions of views, fans seemed to agree that ‘exile (ft. Bon Iver)’ by Taylor Swift was a song that fit your relationship with Harry so perfectly, enough to use the song times and times again over pictures of you.

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Harry

I saw the tweet. Thank you

You

really sorry and saddened over the hate. it was never my intention

Harry

Trust me enough to know that I would never think you can ever have ill intentions :)

You

thank you, harry

i hope you’re doing well :)

Harry

I hope you’re doing well, too, Y/N

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A very long and angry essay that will put my head on a guillotine but who cares.

Now before I start, to anyone I may offend or anger in this, I just want to say that I don't care. Call me evil, say I'm bad, announce me the Tumblr fun police, whatever just keep it to yourselves. (Don't actually, I'm bored. Write paragraphs about me on TikTok and slander my name please.)

Also, I'm going to be brutally honest in this, with my genuine feelings out there for the world to hear. If you don't want to read a bunch of words written by a mentally ill teenager who just hates something in the world, then feel free to move on with your life. For all those who don't want to leave/ are actually interested/ readying their pitchforks, then do I have a treat for you.

Now, onto my actual topic. The Marjorine Scotch headcannon fucking sucks and makes no sense.

Let me tell you why.

First of all, it came out of nowhere. She appeared in one episode, and everyone decided "Hey, let's get rid of Butter's and put Marjorine instead mhm mhm definitely a good idea!" Y'all flocked to Marjorine quick as fuck, and I bet a rat ass some of you don't even like her and just want to jump on that bandwagon of the random ass uprise of a character which is a COSTUME of a literal existing character.

Second of all, you all act as if she's been here the whole time. She hasn't, it's BUTTERS who was here, not Marjorine. I keep seeing replies on comments asking why Butters is always replaced with Marjorine going "Well Butters and Marjorine are the same people blah blah blah" as if those same repliers wouldn't go "Marjorine>>>>Butters" like what happened to the "same person" mindset you had before hm? Anyways Butters>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Marjorine like there is no doubt about it if you argue you're wrong and a hypocrite. Third of all, why Butters? Isn't he the most misogynistic, hater of all women, had an episode where he stuck his wee wee out to prove a point, kind of boy? Why suddenly all that is thrown out of the window for some girly girl MaRjOrInE with an unhealthy obsession with hello kitty? He didn't even enjoy being a girl for fucks sake he threw off his wig the moment he stepped his ass out of the girl's slumber party. (Btw feel free to correct me with this part because I refuse to watch the Marjorine episode out of spite.) Why not Wendy with Wendyl? She seemed pretty chill with being a guy. What about Princess fucking Kenny.

Topic 4. Princess Kenny and why she'd make more sense for a fandom to headcannon as mtf.

Maybe it's just because I'm bias to her, or magical girls in general, but why DO I never see anyone headcannon Kenny as anything other than genderfluid? Why does Butters, who dressed as a girl for ONE EPISODE, get the mtf hammer, but Kenny, whom basically EVERYONE called a girl for A LITERAL ARC FOR SOUTH PARK and A FUCKING GAME. Is it because you find Butters more, I don't know, feminine?

Disclaimer, this is where I start going into conspiracy type of shit. Don't take it too seriously because it really ISN'T that serious, but just an FYI, I mean it all.

This brings me to this point; I have a strong belief that some Marjorine people only do the Marjorine headcannon because they see Butters as more girly. Y'all know the ship Bunny? Y'all know how people usually see Kenny as "the man" of the ship? (Yes, I've seen people say that in Youtube comments. Get help.) Well, this makes Butters "the woman" of the ship now doesn't it. Yes, that's right. I'm accusing.

SOME

Take that word in.

SOME

People who ship fucking Kenjorine as to make them your average "UwU boy" and "Mf alpha demon thing who smokes like 30 cigars an hour" but it's straight and Marjorine is your petit anime girl and Kenny looks like he came out of one of those yaoi mangas from back in the day. Like, why is Marj always this cutesy kawaii girl like at least make her crazy?? (And sapphic. Don't be shy, why not make sapphic bunny with Princess Kenny and Marjorine? Then I can at least stomach SOME Marj content.)

I also think Kenjorine is just an excuse to make a gay ship straight. The number of comments I see that go "Omg!!11!!1 I love Kenjorine because it fits soOoOOOoO well with Kenny's character cause he's SO StRaIgHt>.<<<<<<" is annoying. Imagine that with Creek. I know it's a bad comparison with Creek since both boys are gay, but Kenny and Butters don't have confirmed sexualities, maybe Kenny does like dudes, we'll never know. All I'm saying is that why is it that y'all get so pressed when someone turns the "uke" of the ship (Like tweek or butters, lord have mercy i'm going to cry a river.) into a woman, you're only mad about one? (Aka Tweek ones, which is understandable.) At least the Creek people have gotten past that phase of feminizing Tweek to the point he's not even proportionally accurate, the Bunny fandom though.....

Speaking of Kenjorine once again, can you kenjorine motherfuckers get out of the Bunny tag on tiktok? I can't scroll 5 tiktoks without seeing Marj's face and it's gotten to the point that I just had to mention this in here. Y'all have a tag with over 40 million views go use that, after all isn't Kenjorine the "superior" ship to you guys? (After people see this, I bet multiple kenjorine tiktoks are going to appear in the bunny tag and I'll go into a deep depression because I just can't enjoy Butters x Kenny anymore.)

Anyways, last point I'm about to make before I wrap things up, you know those crappy edits of South Park oc's in South Park? That's what Marjorine feels like. She doesn't fit in, she's too "perfect" or whatever, she basically has no flaws to me. Every time I see a Marj headcannon thing, it's always along the lines of: "Marjorine. (insert age). Gets bullied by Eric but stands up to him or whatever like a girlboss yada yada. Epic bf (and it's just Kenny on steroids). Hello kitty enthusiast. (insert a bunch of facts I do not give a shit about)" Like damn girl what about your PARENTS??? Would your parents APPROVE of this? I don't fucking think so, I doubt they'd not ground Butters for even thinking about being trans.

That wraps up everything I have to say so far, maybe I'll come by to update this, maybe not. Either way, here's some final thoughts, as well as my contradictions to every reason I know of why people use the Marjorine headcanon because I'm petty and angry that I keep seeing her.

"She looked happy as a girl!" Did you watch the episode, or did you just see what you wanted to see? He was happy because he was being ACCEPTED. That doesn't mean he liked being a GIRL.

"He wore a skirt that one time!" What happened to "Clothes have no gender?" There's a difference between dressing in "the opposite gender's" clothing, and actually being the opposite gender. If I wore a tuxedo, does that make me a man? No. I'd like to dress up as the genderbent version of myself, but I'm still not a guy. Therefore, this argument is fucking stupid and goes against a lot of shit that people are saying.

"He likes hello kitty!" Again, liking hello kitty doesn't mean you're a girl or something, you're not suddenly a boy if you play Valorant or whatnot, and you are most certainly not a girl just because you play something inherently "girly."

"She's just a girl!!!" He's Butters, get over it. Just plain old simple Butters, leave him be. You people are like the mfs in the exact episode Marjorine was in. You aren't happy with how he was before; you want him to change just to make yourselves happy. Remind you of something in the episode? Where Marjorine cried in the bathroom because no one liked her, and the only reason the people did was they gave her a makeover and made her more girly? You're all just reenacting that episode but pretending that Butters would be happy with it.

Final words

Princess Kenny is better. Also if y'all are gonna type angry paragraphs about me, please send them to me so I can argue with a wall cause it's pretty damn entertaining. I'll even do the courtesy of ranking your insults/comebacks out of 10. I'm so fucking tired of seeing this bitch everywhere it's driving me to the brink of insanity. I know I'm weird and crazy but the Marjorine Stotch headcannon is like a leech in my brain and I can't get that mf out I want her gone she's a genuine thorn to my spine. Out of the courtesy of my own heart, I must say. This fandom truly made me lose all respect I had for a character, and this character wasn't even relevant to anything. She's useless, brings nothing to the plot, and should've stayed a one-time joke. Everyone who says otherwise like "Marjorine is SooOOoOooOO much better" needs a reality check. This isn't fucking "girl power" to you this is the removal of a character for a fandom oc.

Bunny supremacy, stop putting Kenjorine into it's tag, get the fuck out my ship you have your own tag, bye.

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Don't You Kiss Me Once or Twice - Chapter 11

Character/Fandom: Elvis - Elvis (2022)

Prompt: Jessica Anderson is Elvis Presley's assistant and after months of working together, slowly something sparks between them. Friendship? Or is it more? [ Fem!Reader ]

Rating: Explicit/Mature (NSFW, 18+), Slowburn

|| Word Count: 7,178

Author's Note: I'm really having doubts about this chapter but I hope you guys like it! Since one of my favorite RomComs (How to lose a guy in 10 days) is trending on tiktok, I thought I would include a small part! Also, shout out to @iheqrtaustin for the idea of Elvis getting handsy when he finds out someone has a crush on Jess.

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Don't You Kiss Me Once or Twice - Chapter 11

Elvis and the guys were in the Jungle room recording some new music. Graceland was full house today with all the mafia members, their wives and their kids so it was kind of hectic but fun. I loved being around kids, not so much in regards to teenagers but none of the mafia members had kids older than 10/11. Everyone was running around having fun, I walked down to the Jungle room to see if Elvis needed anything.

I opened the door quietly, making sure they weren’t in the middle of recording a song. They were all talking and chatting with one another.

“Hey guys.” I smiled.

“Hi Jess!” They all said in unison which made me chuckle.

“Do you guys need anything?”

“Water please doll.” Elvis said, the rest of the guys nodding along.

“Popcorn.” Charlie said.

I chuckled “You got it Charlie.”

I looked back at Elvis to see him frowning looking between Charlie and me. I furrowed my brows but chose to ignore it.

“I’ll be back.” I said and walked out.

“Uh uh.” I heard Elvis say as I walked down with popcorn and bottles of water for the Mafia members “She’s off limits.”

I stopped and furrowed my brows. I know it was wrong to listen in on conversations but I couldn’t help but be nosy.

“But-“ Charlie sighed “She’s gorgeous and kind and funny! Plus she has a really nice butt.”

“Charlie. Don’t.” Jerry warned.

“What the fuck did you just say?” Elvis growled.

“What? It’s true.” Charlie chuckled awkwardly “Look E.P I just wanted your permission to ask her out on a date. That’s it.”

“Don’t you dare talk about her in that way.” Elvis growled “Have some respect.”

“We always talk about girls that way.” Charlie replied.

“Listen. She’s my assistant and she’s. Off. Limits. I don’t want anyone getting involved with her.” Elvis replied.

Oh shit, they’re talking about me. Charlie thinks my butt is nice?? Ew.

“It’s just a date. Why is she off limits?” Charlie replied quietly.

“I think she’s seeing someone actually.” Jerry said.

I am? What does Jerry know that I don’t?

“What?” Charlie and Elvis asked in unison.

“Who?” Elvis continued.

“I don’t know.” Jerry cleared his throat “Grace mentioned some guy called Matt.”

Elvis scoffed “Please. She’s been on one date with the guy and said nothing came of it.”

We also almost kissed at Elvis’ party but I haven’t talked to him in a while. Janice has been hounding me on calling him and going out on a date with him.

I knocked on the door, deciding enough was enough. Why the hell were they discussing my dating life and I hated being the topic of conversation in their locker room talk. I was just glad Elvis and Jerry put a stop to it instead of letting Charlie go on. I liked Charlie, he was sweet and funny but I’m not attracted to him in any way, shape or form.

“Okay.” I forced a smile, pretending like I didn’t just hear any of that “Water for everyone and popcorn for Charlie.” I said, placing the tray filled with water bottle and a bowl of popcorn on the coffee table. I didn’t look at Charlie, I didn’t want him to think I was flirting with him or doing something to encourage his thoughts especially after getting drunk together and dancing with him.

“Let me know if you need anything else, I’ll be upstairs.” I said, looking at Elvis who nodded in response. The mafia threw around a murmur of thank yous as they reached for the water.

I walked up the stairs seeing the kids running around and shouting as they played tag. They were being a bit loud and Elvis was trying to record.

“Hey kids!” I shouted getting their attention “How about we go outside, enjoy the sun and play tag.”

“Yeah!” They all cheered and ran outside.

“Jess, you don't have to do that.” One of the wives laughed.

“It’s okay, I love kids. Plus I think Elvis might march up here at any minute saying that he can’t record.”

I headed outside to see the kids waiting patiently for me to come out.

“Okay, I’ll count to ten. Everybody hide!” I said and turned to give them my back while I counted.

I ran after the kids while they shrieked loudly and ran away from me. I laughed as I ran after Sofia and wrapped my arms around her waist from behind, picking her up “Tag, you’re it!” I said while she giggled. I placed her back on the grass and ran away from her.

We had been playing for a while when the kids decided they wanted to tackle me instead of playing tag.

“Get Jess!” Ethan, one of the kids yelled which made all of them run after me while I sprinted across the yard.

I could see the group of adults standing on the foyer, Elvis being one of them, standing with his arms crossed of his chest and a huge grin on his face.

“Save me!” I laughed, still running away from the huge group of kids.

“Get her kids!” Elvis yelled.

“Traitor!” I yelled back and then shrieked when Elvis jumped down the steps that lead to the house and started running after me along with the kids.

I sped up but Elvis was faster and was able to wrap his arms around my waist and tackled me softly to the ground, making sure he landed on the bottom while I landed on top of him with my back against his chest. We were both laughing as the kids threw themselves on top of us.

“Ouch!” I laughed when one of the kids’ elbows dug into my ribs.

“Okay! Okay! Kids off!” Joe yelled, clapping his hands “Come on!”

The kids groaned and got off. I rolled off of Elvis and got up, dusting off my jeans. I reached my hand out to Elvis, he grabbed my hand and pushed himself off the ground.

“Jess, will you still play with us?” Ethan asked.

“Yeah come on, one more round and then that’s it.” I replied “Go take a break, drink some juice and we’ll play the next round.”

“You’re really good with kids.” Elvis said, smiling softly.

“It’s the big sister in me.” I chuckled, shrugging.

“Aren’t you supposed to be recording?” I asked, walking towards the house with Elvis walking next to me.

“I was but then the kids and your screams kept interrupting us.” Elvis replied, giving me a pointed look.

“Oops.” I laughed “I took them outside so that you can record, it seems like I was no help.”

“It’s okay.” He laughed.

“Let’s go!” The kids yelled, running out of the house.

“Play with us.” I said, grabbing his arm when he started going up the steps.

“No.” He shook his head.

“Pleaaase.” I pouted, squeezing his forearm. He frowned looking at me for a second then he rolled his eyes.

“Fine.” He huffed.

I grinned, power of manipulation. Seems like the King can’t handle when someone pouts.

We started with Elvis being it, he ran towards me making me sprint the other way “Sofia! Save me!”

“No!” Sofia giggled.

I gasped “Sofia! You’re supposed to be my friend!”

“No one is going to save you Jess!” Elvis chuckled, still running after me and completely ignore the kids he ran past.

“You’re it!” Elvis yelled when he tapped my shoulder and ran away from me. I huffed and turned to run after him.

“I’m done! I don’t want to play anymore!” He yelled, running away from me.

I laughed at him “That’s not fair!”

Elvis grabbed Ethan and placed him in front of him “One more step Jessica and off goes the boy.” He threatened.

“Please Jess tag me! You guys are no fun! You’re just playing with each other.” Ethan grumbled, trying to shrug Elvis’ hands off of his shoulders.

“I don't want to play! Tag Ethan!” Elvis said. I grinned and side stepped Ethan, making Elvis take off.

“You’re so fast! You and your incredibly long legs!” I yelled after Elvis. Elvis laughed and headed towards the pool, putting the pool between us.

“No where to go!” I said.

“Actually, there is somewhere to go.” He smirked. I furrowed my brows when all of a sudden he came running towards me. I gasped when he hugged me to him and threw both of us into the pool.

“Oh you son of a bitch.” I gasped, laughing when I shot out of the water. Elvis laughed and slicked his now wet hair back and away from his forehead. I laughed, placing my hands on his shoulders and pushed him down into the water. I held his head down for a second when he started tickling my sides under water, I shrieked and dropped my hands off of his shoulders.

“Were you trying to drown your boss?” Elvis asked with a huge grin on his face.

“Yes! And I would’ve gotten away with it if it weren’t for my ticklish body.”

Elvis laughed and reached over to swipe some of my wet hair back and away from my face. I smiled softly, feeling my cheeks heat up at the close proximity. Elvis and I were a few inches away from one another. His grin faltered and he sighed, his eyes drifting down to my lips. He kept his hand on my cheek, his thumb rubbing softly back and forth. I licked my lips, looking at his lips.

“Are we going to continue the game or are you guys going to start making out?” Ethan asked, with his hands on his waist. Elvis allowed his hand to fall off of my cheek.

“Ethan!” I gasped, splashing water at him.

Ethan laughed and ran away. Elvis sighed and started going up the steps to get out of the pool.

“We need to start getting ready for the BBQ tonight.” Elvis said, not looking back at me as he walked into the house dripping wet. My heart was still racing as I followed Elvis out of the pool and into the house.

I showered and got dressed in a dress for the BBQ, the house was in full swing. The guys and Elvis were preparing the meat, the wives were setting up the tables, Martha and I prepared the mashed potatoes and salads while the kids continued running around playing various games.

Elvis kind of avoided me the entire time we were setting up, I also kind of did the same since I really wanted to kiss him.

Did he feel the intense feeling I felt while we were in the pool? Sometimes I just have this overwhelming need to be close to him. Was it because he was kind of a forbidden fruit or am I actually developing feelings for this man? We are definitely a great team, my job doesn’t feel like a job most of the time. Slowly over the course of the two years I have worked for him we had gotten closer and closer. Even the simple act of him defending me makes my heart swell. I know he will always protect me and I will always protect him even if it is from his own father.

The men started distributing the steaks, I usually made my own at the end because I loved mine medium rare so I was waiting for everyone to get their meat and head to the sides buffet. I walked out of the kitchen and into the yard with a bunch of drinks for everyone. As I placed the drinks on the table, Elvis walked to me with two plates of steak in his hands.

“Here.” He said, handing me one of the plates “I made yours medium rare.” He fake gaged, he loved his well done. I chuckled and rolled my eyes at him.

“You made mine?” I asked, taking the plate from his hand.

“Yes.”

“Thank you Elvis.” I smiled, be still my heart.

“Your welcome darlin’” He smiled softly.

Everyone took a seat at the multiple tables that were placed on the yard but I couldn’t find an empty chair for myself. I took my plate with me, heading towards the house to grab a chair from the kitchen. I passed the table where Elvis, Charlie, Red and Joe sat at.

“Where you goin’ doll?” Elvis asked. I stopped by their table.

“I need to see if there are any extra chairs inside, there’s no place for me to sit.” I replied. Elvis smirked then turned his head and smirked at Charlie who furrowed his brows in confusion.

“Nonsense. There’s plenty for room right here.” Elvis replied gesturing to his lap.

“Funny.”

What was he trying to do? Make Charlie jealous?

“I ain’t makin’ a joke doll.” He replied, still smirking. He rolled his eyes then wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me down to his lap.

“Elvis.” I said through gritted teeth. Elvis chuckled, placing his hand on my bare thigh and moved my legs so that they were between his legs, I was now siting sideways on his lap. I held my breath at the slight touch. The mafia chuckled while Charlie gulped and stared intently down at his plate.

I sighed and placed my plate next to his.

I was frozen in place, Elvis’ arms still around me. The arm that was around me held the knife while the other held the fork. He cut into his steak and took a bite.

“Aren’t you going to eat, Jess?” Joe asked, biting his lip to stop himself from laughing at how uncomfortable I looked siting on my boss’ lap.

“I’m good.” I smiled timidly at Joe, he chuckled and shook his head.

Elvis on the other hand paid no attention and reached for my plate, cutting into my steak.

“Here.” He said raising his fork to my mouth. I moved my head back and turned to look at him, my mouth gaping open.

“Just eat darlin’.” He chuckled.

“No.” I grumbled, pushing his hand away. I placed my feet on the ground, moving to get off his lap. Elvis dropped the knife and placed his hand on my waist, pushing me back to sit on his lap.

“Where do you think you’re running off to?” He whispered in my ear “Now eat.” He growled lowly.

I sighed and ate the piece of meat that was on the fork he held.

“That’s my good girl.” He whispered in my ear and looked towards the mafia to see them all looking at their plates as they ate, he quickly planted a small kiss on my neck. I choked on the steak as his lips made contact with my neck.

“Wow.” Elvis chuckled and patted my back softly “You alright?”

“Yes.” I replied and reached to take a sip of water “You are so dead.” I whispered into my cup before taking a sip.

Elvis threw his head back and laughed “I didn’t do anything!”

“You wish she was siting in your lap, huh Charlie?” Elvis asked with a huge smirk on his face.

“Elvis.” I hissed. Charlie choked on his steak while Joe and Red laughed at him.

“Don’t listen to him Charlie. Ignore him.” I said.

“Jess.” Grace said walking up to our table “You can use my chair, I’m done eating.” She said pointing at her chair which was two tables away from us.

“Thanks Grace.” I replied, she gave me a look that said “We’ll talk about this later.”

“Thanks Grace but she’s fine here, ain’t that right Jessica?” Elvis asked, narrowing his eyes at me.

“No, you’re very wrong actually.” I replied, grabbing his hand that has now started to softly caress my bare thigh and pushed it off. He pouted when I stood up, I reached over and pinched his arm.

“Ouch! What was that for!” He laughed, rubbing his arm.

“For being annoying.” I replied, picking up my plate. The other mafia members laugh at Elvis while he rubs his arm to ease the pain.

That son of a bitch. Embarrassing Charlie and I like that. He deserved a punch to his shoulder instead.

We had music playing the entire time but after dinner the TCB band got on the make shift stage in the yard and started goofing around using their instruments. People were getting up on the stage and singing, the BBQ kind of turned into a karaoke party and it was hilarious.

“What the heck was that earlier!” Grace asked standing next to me as we watched one of the mafia wives sing.

“I don’t know! Ugh! I wanna punch him!” I grumbled.

Grace laughed and shook her head “Jerry told me that Charlie has a crush on you.” She wiggled her brows.

“I know! I overheard him saying he wanted to ask me out on a date! Grace, he’s not my type at all!”

“Yeah, I know your type.” Grace replied and pointed at Elvis with her eyes.

I scoffed and rolled my eyes but didn’t deny it.

“And you know what I think he was trying to do? I think he was showing Charlie that you were his.”

“His?! No. I think he was trying to show that he’s the alpha male, that asshole.” I huffed.

“You need to open your eyes Jess.” Grace said “Jerry and I see the way you two look at each other.” She said sincerely. I gulped nervously, avoiding her eyes.

“I wanna sing.” I said, staring at the stage “Come up with me.” I said pulling on her hand.

“No way.” Grace shook her head.

“Please! I can’t get up there on my own.” I pouted.

“Fine, but which song?” Grace asked. I smirked, I knew the exact song to dedicate it to Elvis.

“Oh no.” Grace laughed, reading my mind.

Let’s be clear, I don’t have the best singing voice and if you would’ve told me a year ago I would be singing in front of Elvis Presley I would’ve laughed in your face but after spending so much time with him I no longer feel shy to sing in front of him. Plus, he’s heard me scream along to music in the car.

“You’re so vain by Carly Simon.” I whispered to the band. They smiled and nodded, knowing the song because it came out recently and its been a big hit.

I looked at Elvis and smirked while he smiled back at me.

“For you.” I mouthed to him and winked. He furrowed his brows and sat up in his seat, straightening his back.

Grace started singing the beginning of the song while I waited for my turn to start singing the song.

“And all the girls dreamed they’d be Elvis’ partner! They’d be Elvis’ partner, and!” I sang loudly into the mic “You’re so vain!” I grinned and pointed at Elvis “You probably think this song is about you, you’re so vain! I bet you think this song is about you, don’t you, don’t you!”

Elvis rolled his eyes, biting his smile back. Grace and I continued singing and dancing, the other wives singing loudly along with us. I obviously don’t think he’s vain but he really annoyed me plus the song was stuck in my head ever since it came out.

Grace and I laughed and hugged each other as the song came to an end.

After a few more people went up, Elvis came to stand next to me.

“Nice song.”

“Thanks, I hope you liked the dedication.” I smirked.

“Oh I loved it.” He replied sarcastically “I especially loved the lyric change to my name.”

“I think that line was the only line that’s true about you in the song.” I chuckled.

“So you don’t think I’m vain?”

I gaped and turned to look at him “You didn’t think I was serious right?”

He chuckled and shook his head “No, I didn't think you were serious. Did I think you were getting up on that stage and proclaiming your endless love to me through a song? Maybe.” He joked.

“I was thinking of singing I love you, baby to Charlie.” I joked.

Elvis gave me a poker face “Not funny.” He grumbled.

“Who’s next?” John asked into the mic.

“Elvis!” I yelled, grabbing Elvis’ hand and raising up in the air.

Elvis shook his head, no.

“Elvis! Elvis!” Everyone started to chant.

Elvis sighed and pulled his hand out of my grasp “This is the second time I do something for you today.” He said, poking my nose while I grinned at him in victory.

“How will I ever repay you?” I asked sarcastically.

He grinned and leaned in, as if about to hug me but instead whispered in my ear “You. In my room, once everyone is gone.”

I took a deep breath, feeling like my entire body was on fire.

He grinned moving back to see my face. I clenched my jaw which made him chuckle “You’re so cute.”

“Go.” I grumbled, pushing him back by pushing his chest.

He laughed and headed towards the stage.

“Okay! Any requests?” Elvis asked, swinging a guitar over his shoulder.

“Lawdy Miss Clawdy!” I yelled, cupping my hands around my mouth.

“Anything for you.” He winked, speaking into the mic.

Why is he being overly flirtatious?

Grace turned from where she stood next to Jerry to give me a look. I rolled my eyes at her.

Her words rang through my head for a second before I shook them off “I think he was showing Charlie that you were his.”

He started singing, fully keeping eye contact with me as he sang the lyrics.

“Well, lawdy, lawdy, lawdy miss clawdy. Girl, you sure look good to me. But please don’t excite me baby, I know it can’t be me.” He grinned.

“Lord, I swear, girl, what you’ve been doin’ to me. I’m gonna tell everybody that I’m down in misery.” He wiggled his brows which made me chuckle.

“So bye, bye, bye baby!” I yelled, singing along making him chuckle mid song “Girl, I won’t be coming no more! Goodbye, little darling, down the road I’ll go!”

“That’s it! Thank you!” Elvis said, removing the strap off the guitar and handed the guitar over to John.

I was finally able to catch up with Janice after being on tour but she kept on hounding me on calling Matt up. She says it would be cute for us to both be in a relationship at the same times since her and Chris made things official over the four months that I was gone. I liked Matt, I don’t know him well enough and honestly he’s been out of my mind since Elvis and I slept together but I decided why not give it a shot. I called him up and asked him out on a date during the weekend because it was my day off. For some reason I felt slightly guilty going out with him when I know I shouldn’t be. Elvis clearly moved on the day it happened and slept with so many girls after me so I shouldn’t be feeling the way I was. I ignored it and got ready instead. It was 6PM and I was almost done getting ready when someone knocked on my bedroom door. Opening the door I was met with Grace.

“Hey! What are you doin’ here?” I grinned.

“Jerry needed to drop some things and I thought I would come and see what plans you have for the weekend. Based on the way you look, you’re going out!” She wiggled her brows “Please tell me its a guy.”

I rolled my eyes with a smile on my face “It is.”

“That Matt guy you told me about?”

“Yup.”

“Does Elvis know?” She raised her brow.

I frowned “Why should Elvis know?”

“No reason. Just asking.” She shrugged “So what are you guys doing?”

“Early dinner at that Italian place then maybe a walk in the park.”

Grace smiled softly “Have fun Jess.”

Matt and I were having a great time at dinner. We talked a lot and were having a lot of fun. We started walking along the side walk a few blocks from the restaurant. Matt slowly reached for my hand and intertwined our fingers together. I looked up at him and smiled while he blushed and smiled back.

“I hope you liked our date.” He said.

“I really enjoyed it, Matt.” I smiled.

“I honestly keep getting the vibe that you might not want this. So I was shocked when you called me yesterday.” He said, still holding my hand as we walked.

“You know I was gone for like four months and honestly I don’t think a relationship would work if I’m away a lot.”

“You want this to be a relationship?” He asked, biting his lip.

“We’ll see.” I chuckled.

“So we’ll go on more dates?” He asked, his eyes lighting up with hope.

“Yeah, why not?”

Matt stopped walking and pulled me back to stand in front of him, he grabbed my other hand and smiled down at me “We never got to kiss at that party.”

“Yeah.” I breathed. It was weird that I didn’t get this intense feeling to kiss him. This pull that I always felt when I was with Elvis, it was like he had this gravitational pull to him and I couldn’t help but want to lean in to feel his lips on mine.

He leaned in cautiously, his eyes glancing back and forth between my eyes and lips, gauging my reaction. I closed my eyes and leaned forward. His lips gently met mine, he smiled against my lips. It was sweet but it didn’t make my heart beat out of my chest, it didn’t make me feel like I couldn’t breathe. I pulled back and smiled reassuringly, I didn’t want him to think I didn’t like the kiss.

“Let’s go get some ice cream?” I asked.

“Sure.” He grinned and nodded.

We continued walking hand in hand when all of a sudden a loud honk from a car burst out next to us. I jumped, because the car appeared out of no where and the street that we were walking on was practically empty. I turned as the car pulled up next to us with the windows rolled down.

“Get in the car.” Elvis growled from the driver’s seat.

What in the hell?

“Elvis?” What was he doing here.

“Get. In. The. Car. Jess.” Elvis said not looking at me but instead looking straight ahead.

“Hey man, we’re kind of in the middle of something right now.” Matt said, squeezing my hand.

“Hey man” Elvis mocked Matt’s tone, turning to look at us. “I wasn’t talking to you.” Elvis’ jaw clenched when his eyes drifted to our joined hands. I gulped and pulled my hand out of Matt’s grip, choosing not to fight Elvis because I had never seen him this angry even in the darkness of the night I could tell he was mad about something.

“It’s okay Matt. I’ll-I’ll call you later, okay?” I practically whispered to him.

“Jess.” Matt shook his head “We’re on a date, it’s you day off. You have no obligation to him.”

“It’s fine. Raincheck, okay?” I gave him a forced smile.

Matt sighed and nodded. I reached over and grabbed the handle of Elvis’ Cadillac, opening the door and getting in. The moment I slammed the door shut, Elvis sped off.

He was gripping the steering wheel so hard, his knuckles were turning white. He kept clenching and unclenching his jaw, looking straight at the road.

“Are you okay? Did something happen?” I asked, really confused.

How did he even know where I was?

He breathed heavily and ignored me. The restaurant we ate at wasn’t far from Graceland so we got home fast. Elvis got out of the car and slammed the door harshly causing the whole car to shake. He grumbled something under his breath, clenching and unclenching his fist, storming into the house. I remained seated in the car, shocked and confused. I got out of the car and walked up the steps that lead to the house. Grace and Jerry walked out just as I was about to open the door.

“I’m really sorry Jess.” Grace winced.

“Why?” I furrowed my brows, confused as to why she’s apologizing.

“He asked me where you went and I thought just to provoke him, I told him you went on a date with Matt. I didn’t think he’d drive over to you and pick you up.”

“How would that provoke him?” I asked.

“Jess.” Jerry started.

“Jess, did something happen between you two? He seemed really hurt when I told him.” Grace interrupted.

I chose to ignore her question. “I don't get why he’s mad. He’s mad that I went out on a date? He has no right to be, he has slept with dozens of girls.” I said, starting to get mad. Especially after knowingly making me walk in on him fucking a girl and then making me get him another girl to fuck. Was he doing that on purpose? To get me jealous.

“I think you two need to talk.” Jerry replied.

The problem was right now I did not want to talk, I wanted to fight.

Jerry and Grace left, I stormed into the house.

“Why are you mad?” I asked when I saw Elvis stomping up the stairs, heading to his room.

“I’m not.” He growled.

“Oh really?” I hissed.

“Don’t start Jess.” He replied, continuing up the steps.

“You started it.”

“I did not.” He turned around “I needed you here and you weren’t there. You didn’t even tell me you’re going out.”

“Oh, you happen to need me on my day off? I don’t have to tell you anything. It’s My. Day. Off.” I growled.

“When you’re going out fucking around with random guys-“ He growled but I interrupted him.

“Oh! So its okay for you to fuck other girls but I can’t fuck other guys?” I clenched my jaw, I hated how he made me feel like the dirtiest person. Hypocrite.

“You fucked him?!” He yelled, storming down the stairs and coming to stand an inch away from my face, breathing heavily, his nostrils flaring. His eyes engulfed in rage, his bright blue eyes now dark as night.

“Yes! And it was amazing.” I said, wanting to push his buttons. What was he going to do?

“I-I-I’m gonna fucking kill him.” He hissed, moving back and going to the table to grab his keys. He stomped to the front door, car keys in hand.

Oh crap, he’s serious.

“Elvis! I didn’t!” I yelled jogging after him as he headed out, I grabbed onto his arm and pulled him back “I didn’t sleep with him.” I said, gently.

He stared into my eyes, looking back and forth, seeing if I was lying or not.

“Did you kiss him?” He whispered. I stayed quiet, dropping my hand from his arm. He clenched his jaw, grinding down on his molars, moving closer making me step back until the front door hit my back.

“Did. You. Kiss. Him?”

I gulped “Yes.” I whispered.

“That son of a bitch.”

“You have no right to be mad.” I whispered.

He grabbed my face with one hand and swiped his thumb harshly over my lips as if to wipe something off.

“You deserve some serious spanking.” He muttered over his breath, still holding my face.

My chest heaved, starting into his eyes. Heat pooling down at the thought of being thrown over his knee.

“Fuck this.” He grumbled, smashing his lips to mine. Oh fuck I missed those lips. I moaned, allowing him to slip his tongue into my mouth. I grabbed onto his shirt and pulled him closer. His hand slipped from my face instead grabbing onto my hips, pulling me closer to him. My pelvis pushing into his, I could feel his semi hard on poking my hip. He reached back and opened the front door, pushing me into the house while still kissing me.

“Elvis.” I sighed against his lips.

“Hmm?” He asked, kissing my lips.

“Elvis.” I said, pulling my face back. Both of us panting heavily, my hands still on his chest and his hands still wrapped around my waist.

“Don’t Jess.” Elvis sighed, shaking his head.

“We can’t.” I whispered “You know we can’t.”

“Tell me this kiss was better. You know it was.” He said, leaning his forehead on mine.

It was. Of course it was. He didn't even have to ask.

“Elvis, the kiss with Matt was barely a peck.” I whispered, moving my hands up to cup his cheeks. He sighed, keeping his forehead on mine and closed his eyes as I caressed his cheeks.

I didn’t want to admit that it was way better and I felt nothing when I kissed Matt but maybe it’s because I developed an emotional connection with Elvis that made the kiss way better. I’m trying to gaslight myself at this point to believe I would feel something for Matt. I wanted to, he was sweet and kind and funny and… safe.

Elvis then leaned in a planted a chaste kiss on my lips “Let’s not do anything you’ll regret tomorrow.” He whispered then pulled away and walked up the stairs without turning back. He slammed his bedroom door with force. He emphasized you. I didn’t really regret it, it was amazing but I think it placed this weird tension between us. I felt guilty for a second but the anger came back because he’s such a hypocrite. How dare he be mad at me for going on a date?! Just because we slept together he now thinks I owe him an explantation when I did nothing wrong. It wasn’t like I brought Matt over and paraded him around like he did with girls. He had no regard to my feelings so why should I regard his?

Thank god no one was home except Grandma Dodger who was probably asleep since it was 10PM, hopefully she didn’t hear our yelling because we were being so loud. I took a deep breath and stomped down to my room. I slammed my bedroom door shut and got ready for bed. Sleep felt like a lost cause because I kept tossing and turning especially since I wasn’t used to sleeping this early, I usually slept at midnight. My mind was racing. The Matt kiss, then Elvis appearing out of nowhere, the Elvis kiss. I kissed two guys in one night, who am I? I groaned, this day was so good then Elvis had to ruin it. I actually enjoyed the date, it was fun. Screw him, why am I up thinking about him anyway?! I squeezed my eyes shut and did some breathing exercises that I heard helped make your body relax and make you fall asleep.

I don’t know how long I fell asleep for but I heard a soft knock on my bedroom door. I opened my eyes and turned to the clock that was placed on my bedside table, it was 5AM. What the heck? Who’s up at 5AM?

I yawned, running my fingers through my hair to tame my bedhead down. I opened the door to see Elvis dressed in a thick jacket and jeans with a cowboy hat on his head.

“Good morning.” He smiled.

“Morning?” I said, it came out as a question because what is he doing here at 5 in the morning?

“Get dressed and wear a jacket, its cold outside.” He said and started to walk away.

“What, why?” I asked, looking at him with wide eyes.

“Just do it Jess and wear your cowboy hat and boots!” He called walking away, not turning around.

What the heck? I shrugged but still got ready. It wasn’t that cold yet during this time of year but it was getting colder at night and early morning. So I wore a dress with some shorts underneath and a jean jacket with wool on the inside and my cowboy hat. I walked out of the house, the sun had just started to rise and it was kind of cold. I spotted Elvis feeding his horse Rising Sun.

“What’s going on?” I called, leaning on the wooden fence.

Elvis turned and grinned taking in my cowboy hat “Do you want to learn how to ride a horse?”

I grinned “You’re going to teach me how to ride?”

He shrugged and nodded. I could tell from the look on his face that this was his apology for last night. Plus it made my heart pound in my chest because he remembered when I said I wanted to learn how to ride.

“Elvis, you don’t have to.” I sighed.

“I want to. Now come here.” He said. I walked over to the little wooden door and walked towards him and Rising sun.

“You’ve ever ridden a horse before?” He asked as I reached over to pet Rising Sun and shook my head no “Okay, I’ll help you up.”

I placed my foot on the saddle and tried jumping on but I couldn’t so instead Elvis wrapped his hands around my waist and hoisted me up on the horse.

“You okay?” He laughed when he saw the grin on my face.

“I’m more than okay.” I replied, looking down at him.

“I’m glad. Let me lead you around and get you and Rising sun comfortable.” He said, pulling on his reins and leading the way.

“This is the best day ever.” I said which made Elvis chuckle.

“We’ve barely started. One step to getting your cowgirl fantasy.” He said. I laughed because he actually remembered everything I said that day.

After a little bit of Elvis walking us around, he gave Rising Sun a snack for being a good boy.

“Do you want to go get coffee and then we can get started on your official first lesson.” Elvis said.

We walked together to the kitchen and drank our coffee then headed back to the stables.

When we walked out we spotted Grace and Jerry getting out of their cars.

“Hey! Good morning! You guys are up early!” Grace said, looking between us. Probably thinking back to last night and if we were okay. I smiled reassuringly at her.

“Yeah, I’m getting a horse riding lesson from this one.” I grinned at Elvis who smiled softly back at me “What are you guys doing here?” I asked.

“Oh I needed to pick up some paperwork but we’re on our way to go visit my parents and its a few hours away.” Jerry replied.

“It’s on my desk upstairs.” Elvis pointed back to the house. Jerry nodded and headed towards the house while Grace, Elvis and me walked to the horses.

Elvis helped me up again on the horse while Grace leaned against the fence, watching us.

“Okay, pull on the reins and get him to walk.” Elvis said standing next to the horse.

I pulled on the reins but he stayed still “He’s not moving.”

“Give him a little kick.” Elvis replied.

I gasped “I’m not going to kick him!”

Elvis threw his head back and laughed “Just a small one, it doesn’t hurt them, don’t worry.”

I looked at him with uncertainty and shook my head no.

“Honey, just a small kick.”

“Jess! Turn!” Grace called out. I looked at her and smiled when I noticed her pointing her film camera at me “I got a new camera and you look really cute, I had to take a picture.”

I chuckled.

“Okay, let me show you. Move up a bit.” Elvis said. I scooted forward on the saddle as Elvis hoisted himself up and swung his legs around the horse. He wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me back into him a bit. His thighs wrapped around mine. “Okay, watch my foot.” He said and gently kicked Rising Sun causing him to trot forward. I jerked back into Elvis’ chest at the sudden movement.

“Come here! Let me get a picture of you two.” Grace said calling us over. Elvis led Rising Sun to where Grace stood. We both smiled at Grace as she took the picture “Okay, now without the cowboy hats.”

I removed my hat and placed it on my lap, soothing my hair down while Elvis did the same. He then leaned his head forward and placed his chin on my shoulder, wrapping an arm around my waist, both of us grinning at Grace.

“Aww, so cute.” Grace said.

Elvis kissed my cheek and leaned back, pulling on the reins to walk Rising Sun away. I bit my lip, my cheeks heating up in embarrassment.

Jerry and Grace waved goodbye, getting in their car and leaving.

“Okay, you ready to do this on your own?” Elvis asked. I wanted to say no just to keep his arms wrapped around me but I nodded so he gently jumped down to the ground.

“Actually I think it would be better if you wore a helmet, you’re not very confident and it sometimes scares the horse.” He said and stretched his hand to me, to help me off the horse. We walked to the stables, I hung my cowboy hat on one of the hooks. Elvis grabbed a horse riding helmet off the hook and placed it on my head, clipping it in place.

“You ready?” He smiled at me, placing his hand on top of the helmet that was on my head and shook it.

“Yes! Let’s go!” I said and pulled him with me.

I got on the horse again and gently kicked him to move.

“Great! You’re doing so good!” Elvis said as I started walking Rising Sun around.

I walked Rising sun around for a little while then I wanted him to trot.

“Not yet.” Elvis said.

“Please.” I pouted.

“Doll, you need to be really confident and know how to hold on.” Elvis shook his head “No.”

“Pleeaase.” I begged. He sighed and looked up at the sky “Just a little bit.”

“Fine, but hold on tight. Kick him a bit stronger. But please hold on tight.” Elvis said and leaned his back on the fence, crossing his arms over his chest.

I kicked him stronger than the last time.

“Wow!” I yelped and tightening my hold on him but it worked.

“Good job!” Elvis grinned.

I turned my head and smiled at him, loosening my hold on the reins when Rising Sun reared back and stood up on its hind legs. I gasped, my body jerking back. Everything felt like it was happening in slow-motion but it all happened in a second. I slipped off the horse and landed on the ground, my head slamming harshly on the sand. Darkness engulfed me, hearing Elvis call out to me from a distance.

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