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lqvesoph · 1 month

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She‘s WHOSE daughter??? || LN4

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lando norris x webber!reader

summary: After releasing your new album you go to the Bahrain Grand Prix to finally see your two favorite Aussie’s. What you didn’t expect is to meet a certain Brit as well.

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Part 1

yn.adams: Thank you for all the love on GUTS!!! Tour is coming I promissssse but now off to Bahrain🏁

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gracieabrams: YOURE UNREAL

rachelzegler: all american t*ts frr

danielricciardo: Okay who am I fighting today🥊

oscarpiastri: See u in Bahrain (finally)

> yn.adams: FINALLY!!!

> oscarpiastri: You‘ve become busy since becoming a world star🥲

fan: SHES COMING TO BAHRAIN!!!

> fan: FINALLY!! Its been ages

fan: Has she ever been to a race??

> fan: Well… I mean obviously LMAO😭

fan: U supporting Red Bull or Mclaren this weekend?

> yn.adams: Rbr obviously!! Not even Oscar can get me into that orange Garage🤨

> oscarpiastri: It’s PAPAYA!!!

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"GOOD MORNING!!!", an australian accent yelled into your ear just moments after you entered the Bahrain paddock.

You flinched, immediately slapping the person’s arm. "Daniel!!!", you called and pushed the driver away from you as he tried to pull you into a hug.

"I‘ve missed you so much", he mumbled, pressing you close to him and ruffling your hair after, which made you slap his hand away from your head.

"You seen Osc yet?“, you asked, looking around you, spotting a few photographers whose camera’s where direct to you. Daniel shook his head. "Nope, I thought you‘d come together. I‘m surprised you’re only here now."

You rolled your eyes and kept walking with Daniel. "I was on a video call with my team, discussing the upcoming tour. We gotta work out a schedule and call the venues and stuff", you replied. "We‘ve been on there even before the album came out and I still haven’t completely made up my mind."

"Indecisive little shit", Daniel laughed, making you slap his arm with a chuckle. You made your way to the Red Bull hospitality, Daniel waving at a few people from Mclaren that he was still friends with even after he left the team at the end of the 2022 season.

"I think Kelly and P are in there", he told you before hugging you goodbye. "If you see Oscar, tell him I‘m looking for him", you said, smiling and ruffling through Daniel‘s hair as some sorta revenge, before quickly stepping back and running up the stairs to the entrance.

Daniel laughed and pointed a finger at you. "I‘m gonna get you back!" You giggled and waved as you walked backwards into the hospitality.

Looking around the room you quickly spotted Kelly with her daughter Penelope sitting on a creme coloured couch.

"Heyy, honey", she greeted you and got up to hug you. "Hey, darling", you then said and lifted Penelope up who was reaching her arms out to you.

Just when you sat down, your phone chimed with a new message.

Osc🧡: Meet me in front of Mclaren

You: I‘m not going in tho

Osc🧡: Well I can’t really walk into Red Bull can I?

You: 🙄okay

"I‘ll be back soon, Oscar just texted", you let Kelly know and high fived P who giggled as you did. Jeez, how much you missed that little sunshine!

You glanced around the front porch of Mclaren‘s hospitality but didn’t spot Oscar. And as you didn’t just want to walk into the building you stayed where you were, next to the steps leading up to the entrance.

"You walked in with Danny, right?", someone spoke behind you, making you turn around. The confused expression on your face quickly leaving when you came face to face with the other Mclaren driver.

He sat at one of the tables with another curly haired guy and a blonde girl.

You nodded. "Yeah", you simply said. "You wanna come up here?", he asked, gesturing to the empty chair next to him.

You‘ve never spoken to Lando Norris, all you knew about him was through stories from either Oscar or Daniel. You knew that he spent some of his winterbreak with Danny and Martin in Australia. Daniel had asked you to come along as well but you were busy with the release of your new album so you had to decline.

You looked around you one last time, trying to find Oscar but failed, so you nodded and took the few stairs up to the table the three of them were sitting at.

As you stood directly in front of them, you saw how the blonde girl recognized you. You‘ve always been good at reading people but over the last years you‘ve become incredibly good at telling whether people recognized you when facing them. Even if they try their hardest to hide it, that small second when their eyes widen in realization was enough for you to tell.

"I‘m Lando", he introduced himself, holding a hand out to greet you. "Y/n, nice to meet you", you smiled, trying to ignore the urge to tell him 'I know, I‘m friends with Daniel and Oscar'. "Max and Pietra, friends of me", he then gestured over to the people sitting across from you.

"So, how do you know Daniel?", Lando asked, crossing his arms on the table. "I‘ve known him since I was 8 years old, I think", you smiled, remembering tiny 8 year old you giggling and blushing when first talking to Daniel at the British Grand Prix. "Really?", his eyes widened. "How did you meet?" "Uh, through my dad, he‘s from Australia as well", you answered, leaving out most of the details.

"You‘re australian?", Lando questioned with raised eyesbrows. "No no, my dad is. My mom‘s from America and I kinda grew up between California and Canberra", you explained.

"However, for some reason she likes to ignore her australian origin", a voice said behind you, making you smirk as you recognized the familiar Melbourne accent.

You turned around in your chair and stood up before wrapping your arms around Oscar. "Hey, princess", he laughed. "How‘ve you been?"

"Bit stressful with Tour at the minute but it feels so good to be back here!", you grinned.

As you turned back to the other three, you couldn’t help but notice Lando‘s confused face. Maybe it was the fact you basically jumped Oscar or that he‘d called you 'princess', something he‘s been doing ever since your first Tour when you got gifted a little crown from your fans because it matched the dress you were wearing on stage.

"I se you‘ve made friends already, might wanna stay here for the race?", Oscar asked with a smirk. You slapped the back of his head in an affectionate way. "Nuh uh, nice try, Piastri", you chuckled. "I‘ll be watching from Red Bull, you know that."

The confused expression on Lando‘s face only seemed to deepen with everything you said so you gave him a quick explanation. "My father used to work at Red Bull, so it‘s the team I‘ve grown up with and I‘m not leaving that."

Oscar snorted at you little white lie but you rammed your elbow into his side to get him to keep quiet.

Lando nodded, still slightly confused by the way you and Oscar acted with each other but before he could question it, a team member walked out of the door and told the two drivers to start getting ready for the race.

"I‘ll see you later, okay? You‘re driving back with Daniel?", your best friend asked. "I haven’t talked to him about it but-" "Okay, then I‘m taking you back to the hotel", he interrupted you with a grin.

"Jeez, splitting my time with you two like you‘re my parents", you laughed but agreed and hugged the driver goodbye.

"Bye, bye!", you waved to Lando, Max and Pietra before walking back over to Red Bull.

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After the race and all the podium celebrations, you waited in front of the Mclaren hospitality for Oscar, scrolling mindlessly on your Twitter while ignoring the 22 unread messages from your management.

"Hey, Y/n", a voice said behind you, making you look up from your phone. "Lando, hi. Congrats on your race", you smiled. "Thanks, could’ve been better but we‘ll try again next week", he shrugged.

"Jeddah, right?", you asked, not having memorized the calendar quite yet. The driver nodded and played around with the orange lanyard in his hands.

"You coming?", he dared to ask after a few seconds and from the way his fingers fiddled with the orange band faster, you could tell how nervous he was. You shrugged. "I don’t know yet, I’m quite busy with work at the minute, so probably no. But I‘ll definitely be in Melbourne", you replied, trying to lighten the mood by adding the last sentence.

"Pietra told me you’re a singer", he revealed, making you smile at the memory of the blonde girl. "I could tell she recognized me", you admitted. Lando chuckled. "She said she tried her hardest to not let it show but was freaking out on the inside! She‘s actually quite mad at herself for not asking you for a picture!"

You giggled again and shook your head. "She could’ve asked, I wouldn’t have minded", you said with a small smile. "If she’s at a Grand Prix just let me know and I promise I‘ll find her." "I‘ll let her know", he nodded and looked to the ground with the cutest smile you have seen in a while.

The combination of the brunette curly hair, the british accent, the smile and his dimples, drove you crazy and made you heart skip a few beats. But you tried your best to keep it together.

Little did you know that Lando quite literally felt the same about you. Your long hair, along with the color of your eyes and especially your smile made his heart beat a little faster as well.

You stayed in silence for a few seconds, just looking at each other admiringly before a voice interrupted your starring.

"Princess!! Sorry for being late!", Oscar called while walking out of the hospitality with Lily‘s hand in his. You smiled at the sight of your best friend’s girlfriend and send her a little wave which she returned with the hand that wasn’t wrapped in Oscar‘s.

"That‘s okay, I had Lando to keep me company", you chuckled, making the brit smile a little. "You ready?", Oscar asked and you nodded.

He said goodbye to Lando and started walking down the stairs.

"I’ll see you in Australia?", Lando asked one last time. You nodded your head with a smile. "Oh for sure, I wouldn’t miss this race for the world!", you chuckled. "Great!", Lando whispered under his breath and gave you a little wave which you returned before following Oscar and Lily.

"What do you think of him?", Oscar asked as soon as Lando was out of hearing range. "Lando? He’s pretty cute", you simply stated, not daring to mention the other words floating around your head. Nice, pretty, gorgeous, hot and handsome were just a few examples.

"Why do you ask?"

Oscar smirked. "No reason, really!"

tagged: redbullracing, danielricciardo, oscarpiastri

yn.adams: bahrain dump (feat. my two favorite aussies)

comments:

oscarpiastri: You‘re an aussie as well…

> yn.adams: But I‘m not tho…🤷‍♀️

> oscarpiastri: Y/n🤨

danielricciardo: I‘m shown before Oscar

> yn.adams: rolling my eyes as we speak

> fan: LMAOOO

fan: Am I seeing you in the Mclaren garage?

> yn.adams: JUST FOR A SECOND!!!

fan: The race weekend is better when ur there

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fan: How does she know Oscar and Daniel??

> fan: Through her dad obviously

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doctorbeth · 1 year

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Mimming from Singapore

A couple months ago I received an email from Mimming's person in Singapore. Mimming is an almost 40 year old teddy bear, and she's been very well loved... and hugged.

This is what Mimming looked like when she was young:

And this is what she looked like at the start of 2023:

As you can see, she lost a lot of weight and fur from hugs over the years. Her eyes have cataracts (you'll see those better later), her nose is dangling due to muzzle shrinkage, and she has some pretty significant wounds she usually keeps under her shirt. But she's still a very cuddly bear with an endearing expression.

Her person was hoping to get Mimming recovered in new fur, so she could be hugged and have adventures for at least 40 more years. A new nose and new eyes were under consideration, and we agreed starting with a spa (especially since her stuffing was so compressed, was probably in order. So... Mimming found a flight with her buddy Little Mimming to keep her company (you'll see her later) and headed across the Pacific to CA. While Mimming is well travelled, this was a first solo Pacific flight, and so it was bit scary, hence the company. It actually took less than a week for her to arrive!

She started with her bubble bath, that way new fur would match her cleaned fur color.

You can see her cataracts, particularly in her right eye, and how loose and chipped her nose is here.

Next was deciding if she would get a new nose and eyes, or keep her originals. Turns out, there were many nose options. Smooth like nose, flocked/velvety, size differences:

Her person opted for a new, velvety, triangular nose. For her eyes, there was really only one option, new or not. I can usually get pretty good color matches, but Mimming's eyes had also faded, so new eyes would be a touch brighter. Once eyes or a nose come out, they can't go back in, and with recovering it's best to remove them before recovering, so this was a decision that needed to be made before fur choice. Here's the eye option next to her original eye:

Mimming's person opted for two new eyes. We agreed to preserve her old eyes and nose in her heart with a bit of her stuffing. But first, she needed new fur. Here were some of the white fur options:

Mimming's person went with the thick white faux fur, and surgery proceeded. For her brown patch, I had furs to match all of the white fur options, so we were all set there.

Here's her heart being made and installed:

And here are the first photos of Mimming in all new fur. She still has open seams, so her chubbiness can be adjusted:

While she sits naturally like in her baby photos, she can also lay flat like she could when she arrived. Chubbiness approved, Mimming got dressed and went outside for a photo shoot. She was well traveled, but had never been to California, and she wanted some photos as souvenirs. Little Mimming joined her for the photo shoot (those were the first tulips of the season):

And those adorable knitted overalls? Those are Mimming's regular travel clothes that she arrived in. Good thing that knit stretches. I particularly liked the little teddy bear buttons to hold the straps.

Mimming and Little Mimming flew home and again, it was a fast trip, just 5 days! Here they are safe and sound, albeit a little jet lagged, with their friends:

Her person wrote:

Thank you so much!! She looks amazing! We are so happy we got to spend the rest of our lifetime with her - another 40+ years!! Thank you Doctor Beth for taking great care of her. You’re such a blessing to all of us! Praying for your good health and good life. Stay happy and blessed!

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leeknow-thoughts · 4 months

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Tis the Season : Bang Chan

rating : mature(MDNI)

TWs : fluffy smut, fem!reader, petnames, dilf!chan and the reader is his girlfriend bc I am self indulging, breeding kink!??!?, degrading and praising combo !??!?, slight nipple play!??!, overall pretty vanilla tbh

"Okay we have like another two hours before they're gonna be waking up," Chan says as he glances at his watch.

You find yourself in a set of Christmas pajamas sitting on Chan's bedroom floor with him, wrapping the Christmas gifts for his twin daughters. Chan's face contorts with concentration as he builds one of his daughters, Minnie's, dollhouse.

You had it easy, you were just wrapping his other daughter, Ella's, Lego Friends set.

"Okay I think it's done," Chris sighs and moves to show you his work, "pretty good if I do say so myself!"

You smile, "I agree."

You finish tying the bow on the present as you move onto the next, and last, gift. "Here baby I'll wrap that for you, do you want to start putting the presents under the tree?" Chris inquires.

You nod happily and begin transporting the presents from you and Chan's bedroom floor to under the Christmas tree in the living room. Chris soon finishes wrapping that gift before moving the built dollhouse into the living room. After all the presents had been moved to under the tree, Chan hugged you. "We still have a little while until the girls wake up, you wanna have some fun or stay up?" he asks.

"What kind of fun?" you speak into his chest.

"Maybe a Santa and Mrs.Claus sexual roleplay?" he giggles.

You burst out laughing, clapping your hand over your mouth to prevent noises from escaping. You lean in and place a kiss on his plump lips after you contain yourself. "Only if I get to be Santa," you mumble on his lips.

He chuckles as he holds your face in his hands, "whatever you want sweetheart," he smiles and places another gentle kiss on your lips.

The walk into the bedroom is more of a run, like two teenagers who were left alone together for 5 minutes. Chris shuts and locks the door behind him. As soon as he does that you pounce on him.

Hastily pulling off his pajama shirt, leaving love bites and hickies all down his neck. You begin to trail down his chest, stopping at his nipple, looking him in his eyes before you tenderly take the bud in your mouth.

Chan slaps his hand over his mouth as you skillfully use your tongue on his nipple, alternating between left and right. "Fuck sweetheart," he whimpers through his hand.

Your hand moves down to cup his growing cock through the confines of his pajama pants. His fingers weave through your hair tenderly. You drop down onto your knees. But before you can move to pull his pants off he stops you with his hold in your hair.

"Babydoll c'mere I want you to ride my thigh," he says with the most innocent glint in his eyes, as if he wasn't about to get his dick sucked.

"You sure? I'm fine with sucking you off," you reassure.

"Watching you cum is easily better than just nutting down your throat," he affirms.

He lets go of your hair and helps you off the floor and onto the bed. You pull down your pajama pants and panties at the same time as Chris lays against the headboard. You settle over his right thigh, connecting your lips with his own. He guides your hips to grind on his thigh.

"Just like that little one, grind in little circles, I know that's what you like baby," he smirks as his helps you move your hips against his thick thigh.

You whimper as the fabric of his pajama pants rubs against your clit just right. You speed up your motions, trying to reach your high as fast as possible.

Letting whimpers slip from your lips as Chan works up your shirt so it's just over your tits. All he has to do is take your left nipple in his mouth and start sucking on the bud and then you're cumming all over his thigh.

You felt yourself slipping into that cozy and fuzzy headspace faster than you could stop yourself. "That's it my little love, such a good slut for me," Chan coos as he runs a hand through your hair, pushing it out of your face.

You sigh with a smile and he pulls his pants down enough so that his hard dick slaps against the bottom of his stomach. His flared mushroom tip is already leaking with precum as he strokes it a few times. "C'mon princess, wan' you to ride me," he whines.

"B-but I don't know how to?" you somehow find your words.

He smirks, "it's okay little one, I'll teach you," he reassures tenderly.

You adjust so you are hovering over his throbbing dick while facing him, "here you go," he says as he begins to guide you down onto his fat cock.

You wince a little at the stretch, no matter how many times you take his cock, it's so big you'll never get used to it. "Oh there you go biiiggg stretch, that's it," he murmurs into your ear.

Once you have taken all the cock you can, you pause for a moment to adjust, "now what?" you question.

"Bounce, bounce like a bunny," he instructs.

You start moving up and down, just like Chris instructed. His tip kissing your cervix every time you sink back down. Whimpers rolled off your tongue. "Oh attagirl, you're a natural," Chris pauses and throws his head back, "such a perfect cumdump for me."

His words pushed you farther into the headspace, where every sharp edge was soft and fuzzy. "Oh you are so far gone, it's adorable," he chuckles.

You begin bouncing faster, "breed... me," you plead.

"Yeah?" he coos, "yeah you want me to fuck all my cum into you, you want your belly to swell with my babies?"

You nod feverishly. By now Chris was also snapping his hips up, fucking his cock into your pussy. You felt him take one of your hands, moving it down to your belly.

You could feel his cock thrusting in you. You had stars in your eyes with a dumb look on your face. "Fuck- cumming-" Chris whimpers.

You felt it seep into, as he kept fucking it into you. You eventually moved your hand down to your clit, you began playing with it. And you almost instantly came all around his cock.

The next few minutes the only noise in the house was you and Chris' heavy breathing. He eventually pulled his softening cock out, kissing your forehead before pulling you into his chest to cuddle. "Merry Christmas my love," he hums tiredly.

"Merry Christmas," you return.

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shadowhearts-ponytail · 5 months

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gf!abby anderson thoughts!

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a/n: recently, I've been reading a lot of abby fics, and it seems like all of them are pure smut, just absolute filth. and I've been looking for some more fluff. I couldn't find much. so I decided to make some bc bbg deserves some soft love :)

warnings: all lowercase intended, fem!reader, reader is referred to as abby's girlfriend, modern au, soft!abby. this is just sweet stuff for a sweet girl!

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abby is like a human space heater. she just radiates heat. which is perfect for the colder seasons.

if she notices you're cold or you're shivering, no matter where you are or who's around, she'll wrap her big, strong arms around you and hold you to her chest. placing sweet kisses to your head and rubbing her large hands across your back.

she uses the cold weather as an excuse to hold you and touch you. she's very clingy. always wanting to be close. to touch you.

even if she's just holding your hand or her knee is touching yours when you sit next to one another. her hand on your thigh under the table.

she always wants to be close. even during the hot summer months with her body still giving off heat.

she still wants to hug you from behind and have her arm around your waist. even if it makes you both sweat even more.

but this doesn't mean she won't be complaining about the heat. saying you're the one making her hot.

and don't you dare say anything about her making you too hot. she'll pout and whine if you push her hands away or dodge her kisses because she'll only make you hotter.

"no, abs. not right now. it's too hot to cuddle in be-" she cuts you off with an exaggerated whine.

"babbbbeeeeee!" her lips frown down into a pout, "You're so mean to me!"

she's so dramatic about it too. flipping on the bed and pouting as she then goes on to fake cry. whining and groaning like a wounded deer.

if you give her a couple kisses she'll be satisfied until she craves your attention in 5 minutes.

she can't go more than an hour without a kiss from you.

especially at work. having to go an 8 hour shift without a kiss? impossible in her eyes.

so she's always calling you and begging you to swing by and give her a kiss and a hug. and maybe a snack. a girl's gotta eat. what better than a homemade meal that her girlfriend made?

I imagine her working at like a hardware store. I dunno. I don't have reasons other than seeing her muscles flex when she lifts wooden boards or paint cans.

asking you to come over on her breaks. sitting on the bench outside if the weather allows it. listening to you talk about whatever you've been up to that day. work, school, errands. it doesn't matter. she could listen to your voice all day and still not be tired of hearing it.

she'd end up just admiring you as you speak. totally zoned out. chin in the palm of her hand as her elbow rests on her knee. just looking at your face. memorizing your features as if she won't ever see you again.

she'd only snap out of her daze when she realizes you stopped talking and your face is beet red because of her gaze.

"oh, sorry, babe. I didn't mean to stare. you're just so… pretty. pretty girl."

she can't help it. she's just a lovesick puppy!

a lovesick puppy that follows you around in the grocery store. holding onto your belt loop as you walk down the cereal aisle looking for abby's favorite. Captain Crunch.

she'd be looking at you with a big dopey grin. wrapping her arms around you in a hug. planting sweet kisses across your cheek and jaw. not caring if she's in the way or distracting you from the shelves of cereal.

when she's not staring at you, she's grabbing stuff she wants off the shelves and tossing them in the cart.

"really, abby? ramen noodles?"

"what? they're good."

"last time you had some, you complained. said it gave you a 'tummy ache'. remember?"

she smiles bashfully as she places the noodles back onto the shelf. "Yes, ma'am."

and as much as she likes to act touch and all strong. she's totally whipped for you. you tell her to bend over backward, she would. you say jump, she says "how high?"

shes always been like this. even before you two got together. always calling you ma'am. at first it was out of respect and because she was scared of you. pretty girls scare her. but eventually it turned into a way to tease you. she always liked how it made you blush a bit.

"abs did you wash the dishes?"

"yes, ma'am. I did." she usually says it with a cheeky grin.

unless you've scolded her for something. then she says it with a blush and a bit of submission in her voice.

like when she pushes herself too far at the gym. maybe she pulled a muscle or went too far to try and show off.

I mean, we all know abby is a gym rat through and through. like look at her. girl is beefy.

she loves the gym. she loves working out. she's very active. walking, lifting, anything really. she always likes walks with you in the morning.

the sun coming up, morning dew and fog out. the nice morning air. she'd make sure to slow down and match her strides with yours. not wanting to leave you behind. going at your pace. holding onto your hand and just chatting.

she's definitely a morning person. the latest she ever wakes up, even on her off days, is 8AM. she's always up and at em. even if you're not.

she makes herself a morning protein shake. goes for a jog, showers, and cleans the apartment before you've even woken up.

she's not one for sitting around and doing nothing. unless it's with you. if you're there, she'll be happy doing anything.

she's always so happy to have you around. a big grin always plastered on her face when you're in the room. her hands will find yours and squeeze.

if the two of you go out with friends, she won't leave your side. she won't let anyone else sit next to you. she'll have a hand on your leg and sit as close as she can.

most likely not listening to anyone talk but you. laughing at all your jokes, even if no one else does. even if it's a shit joke.

basically abby is perfect and amazing and I love her.

a/n: this is the first time I've written anything in like years. I used to write a bit on a different account, but yk.. life happened. but yeah, sorry if this sucks balls!

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berriwritertingz · 2 months

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the summer i wrote | one

content: future smut, fluff, angst, basically all of it

pairing: milo manheim x afab!reader & ross lynch x afab!reader

summary: every summer, you travel to dahlia's beach to reunite with your mother's closest friend and her son. but this year he unexpectedly brings a friend along. caught in the gentle waves of affection and longing, you find yourself navigating uncharted waters where the boundaries of friendship blur.

notes: this is loosely based on the summer i turned pretty. i just watched the second season and lawwwd i wanted to make a ff soo bad. plus milo and ross have absolutely none anywhere.

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You loved Dahlia's beach. It always smelled salty with a hint of expensive barbeque if you were in the city. But near the countryside there was the sweet smell of honeysuckle. That's where you would rather be, where the tall grass met the sandy dunes. The sounds of hooves on pavement and bustle around the farmers market on a hot weekend afternoon.

This summer was no different. Your stomach churned, rumbling in excitement as you neared the beach house. It was huge. Five bedrooms with enough bathrooms. Too many patios surrounding it. Turquoise colored pool with a small waterfall. The house was a blueish gray color with white accents. Calm and minimalistic, much unlike the other grand colorful houses on the street. It sat like a diamond around other stones in a non normal way. The most priceless of them all. Placed directly in front of the beach but not close enough to tourist spots so it was always quiet. It was always such an amazing way to spend the three months in between school. You looked forward to it every year.

But that wasn't all you looked forward to.

Your mom honked as you guys entered the driveway. A wide smile plastered on her face. Your mom seemed to love this place more than she loved you, even if she denied it when you asked. You knew the truth. Summers at the beach house were the only time she got to see her best friend, Camryn.

"Hey!" A voice squealed from the porch. You shuffled out of the car, legs aching after a long 5 hours. As you stretched you were met with Cam, arms spread jumping for joy. Practically knocking you over. They were best friends from high school. Going to college together and even sharing a dorm room. With how they acted every time they met, you were convinced they had separation anxiety. They didn't get to see each other throughout the year. Other than here of course. For they lived states apart, Dahlia's being a quiet beach town that was located in the middle.

Camryn engulfed you in a bear hug first, gushing about how pretty you are. Making you do a spin in your dress. Once she pulled away she did the same to your mom whose high pitched voice could be heard from the beach. As they talked about how ‘different’ each other looked. You watched as they walked inside hand in hand when your eyes met his.

Milo.

He radiantly smiled as he trotted over to you. The classic hands in pockets, ruffled hair, and expensive glasses. It was like he had a glow up every year whether it was him dressing better or maybe getting a bit taller.

"Hi" He cooed embracing you in a tight hug. The smell of his overpriced cologne filled your nose. It reminded you of sugary trees and cool waves. Much like the beach house. He was another reason you loved the beach house so much. Without him you were stuck with two middle aged ladies whose celebrity crush was Liam Neeson and only watched tv shows made by Shonda Rhimes. He was fun. He never made you feel left out or alone. He was everything any girl could wish for. Tall, smart, rich, and incredibly good eye candy.

"Hello, Milo." You smiled as he let you go.

He ran a hand threw his hair looking down at you. Eyes trailing down your body strangely. His expression was unrecognizable. Your face heated up turning your head to avoid his gaze. He touched the bottom of your dress. Yanking the fabric gently.

"This is a little short isn't it?" He questioned eyes meeting yours. Lips curled up in a sly smile. Rolling your eyes you scoffed slapping his hand away. He acted like a big brother sometimes. Especially with your clothes. Every summer complaining about how short your shorts were or how revealing your bathing suit was.

"Oh shut up you do this every-" The sight of someone else on the porch caught your eye. "Who's that?" You questioned raising an eyebrow.

Milo turned around and nodded in acknowledgement as the boy made his way down the stairs. Bleached blond hair slightly overgrown and wide smile on display as he made his way towards you two.

"Y/N this is Ross, Ross Y/N. He's staying the summer with us this year." Ross reached his hand out to you. Clad in silver rings that looked a bit out of your price range. Does Milo have any Middle Class friends? It was unusual. No one ever came to the beach house from back home. It was like a unsaid rule between everyone. Written in big red letters 'No Strangers'. The dads didn't even bother coming even though Milo's paid for it.

"Nice to meet you." He looked you up and down a tongue swiping over his lips. "Milo didn't tell me how pretty you are."

"Dude!" Milo exclaimed punching his shoulder rolling his eyes.

"Thank you." You beamed softening your voice. Milo scoffed walking towards the trunk slightly bumping into Ross. But he didn't seem to mind, hazel eyes still trained on you.

"So where are you fr-" Ross was cut off by a slightly pissed off Milo. "Are you guys serious? C'mon Ross help me with these bags." Ross walked away backwards eyes still focused on you with that addicting smile of his.

"See you inside?" He whispered loud enough for you to hear him.

You didn't respond. Only nodding as you strolled inside.

a/n: soooo what do you guys think? im still trying to figure out this tumblr writing stuff im so used to just reading ive never written and posted anything on here lololol. pls be patient with me! a few tips and tricks would be greatly appreciated!!

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panic-in-the-multiverse · 10 months

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Reunion

Pairings: Daryl Dixon x teen!reader, Tyreese Williams x teen!reader, Carol Peletier x teen!reader, Judith Grimes x teen!reader (all platonic obviously)

Requested by Anonymous: when the prison fell you and Daryl got separated, this is how you meet up, based on this request

Warnings: mention of blood, fighting, mention killing walkers/zombies, killing people, Daryl hug (yes that’s a warning), knives, guns, mention of killing kids, Terminus, hopefully if you read this you’ve seen the episode and knows what it includes, but ya know typical twd stuff.

A/N did I accidentally write this way longer than I intended yes, yes, I did, now don’t get me wrong the moment where Tyreese defends Judith is iconic but for the sake of this fic I changed it up, kinda wanna make another part

For you who wants to know the episode is season 5 episode 1

Anyway I hope you enjoy this <3

Judith giggled happily in your arms as you walked on the edge of the railway. You could’ve once imagined all kinds of trains going up and down the tracks as they blew past the trees, but now you couldn’t actually remember much about trains, you had the idea of them but not much details (and if a train were to come right now that would’ve been a miracle).

Tyreese walked a few steps behind you, with Carol in the front, as she led your group of four forward. She came to a stop when a sign that states “TERMINUS” showed up once more. It was your headed path, the sanctuary called Terminus. You personally didn’t trust it, not after the Governor, but you had to find Daryl and the rest of the group. You knew that if any of them were still alive they would’ve gone to Terminus after finding the railway. Which all of them had probably done. Along with finding Daryl you also had to get Tyreese and Judith to safety. Tyreese wasn’t fit to live on the road at the moment, he refused to kill anything that came your way leaving you and Carol to kill stray walkers, or animals for food. Judith, well, she was a baby and sometimes could be screaming all day, she was mostly quiet but the times she did cry was the times walkers got attracted. A baby was no way near fit to be on the road but here you were all of you somehow still alive (except for Lizzie and Mika Samuels, but there was no loss for you over Lizzie that’s for sure).

“We’re close” Carol stated as she saw the sign. “I’m gonna get you all there, make sure you’re safe, but I’m not gonna stay” She saw your face morph into disappointment as you nodded your head, a sad smile on your face. You’d missed her while she was gone and now she would be leaving again, and you didn’t like it, not one bit and you knew Daryl would be sad over it too which didn’t help the matter.

As you heard the rustle of leaves behind you in the forest, you all turned around to see two walkers stalk forward in your direction. Tyreese motioned with his hands to take Judith from you. Judith was carefully switched over to Tyreese and both you and Carol went forward to the walkers. Both of you killed them quickly only to notice the herd that was about to come out of the forest. Carol whispered to Tyreese that more were coming, and so all of you went into the opposite side of the railway. You hid in the forest until the walkers got distracted by shots firing not too far away from all of you.

Tyreese looked worriedly at you as he started to talk. “That gunfire it could’ve been from Terminus”

“Someone was attacking them, or they were attacking someone” Carol responded

“Do we want to find out?”

This time you involved yourself in the conversation, as you believed that you did indeed need to find out. “Yeah, we need to find out, If the others are there they might need help”

With that, and Carol's instruction of walking another track that would get you there as well you all started to walk once more, this time in need to find out the truth.

Your next stop had been outside a small worn out cabin, but it wasn’t the cabin that got your attention. What got your solely attention as you hid in the forest with your companions was the man that talked in a walkie-talkie. He was putting up a bunch of fireworks, no doubt to lead the herd of walkers away from Terminus. You could faintly hear him mention a woman with a sword, and you stopped Carol from going forward. As you continued to listen you heard him mention a kid with a hat and that was all you needed to go on. You didn’t think there were that many women with a sword and kid with a hat together nearby at the same time, so it didn’t take much to know that they were talking about Michonne and Carl. Nor did it take long to realize they had done something to your group, thereby also Daryl. Especially when he mentioned bleeding the kid out.

Carol slowly started to creep up behind the man and you followed not far behind. Tyreese more hesitant but still following. She put her gun toward his head, the young man froze and put his hands up still holding the two way radio. “Keep your finger off the button and drop it”

“Listen, ya’ll don’t have to do this. Whatever you want, we got a place where everyone’s welcome”

“Shut up man” it was what all three of you were thinking but Tyreese was the one to say it.

“Okay”

“We’re friends of the chick with the sword and the kid in the hat” Carol pressed the gun against his head forward, making the man lean forward as the gun touched his head.

It didn’t take long for you and Carol to tie him up and drag him (not so carefully) into the cabin leaning him against one of the walls. Throughout the whole ordeal the man continued to tell the three of you that you didn’t have to do this, that you could all come up with a deal, but he had no luck there.

As Carol made herself ready to scout Terminus out to see what was happening Tyreese continued to hold Judith in a protective embrace. You however had been asking the man questions, finding out that ever since the first questions he had been lying. He told you he only had Carl and Michonne, that they had both attacked them out of nowhere, that they were just protecting themselves. But none of you believed him. Not with the things you heard him talk about before you confronted him.

You would of followed Carol to Terminus had it not been for your will to protect Judith and Tyreese. As much as you loved Tyreese he wasn’t in his right mind. So you stayed to help if anything bad were to happen, to walkers coming your way or your prisoner getting free somehow, it didn’t matter you were there to protect your family. You only hoped Carol wouldn’t need any help.

Talking about your prisoner he was even more shatty when Carol left. Apparently a teenager, a baby and a man who he could clearly see wasn’t going to kill him was no threat to him. It was his undoing in the end. He underestimated you both and it showed in the way he talked to you and Tyreese as you sat by Judith, who’d you made a makeshift bed to.

“She got a name?… Hey, she got a name?”

“No” you answered at the same time Tyreese answered “Judith” you glared at Tyreese as he told the stranger her name, you didn’t want to give him any information, you never knew if it would backfire.

“She your daughter or something?”

“She’s a friend”

“Huh, I don’t have any friends… I mean I know people. They’re just assholes I stay alive with. The other one your friend, the woman” the younger man nodded towards the door that was now closed. Tyreese slowly looked away at the comment being conflicted about his answer. So instead you answered.

“Yes”

The man nodded and his voice that had now started to annoy you filled the room once more. “I used to have them… used to watch football on Sundays. Went to church” he let out a small laugh as if the thought of it was unbelievable. “I know, I did, but I can’t picture it anymore… it’s funny how you don’t even notice the time go by, horrible shit just stacks up day after day, you get used to it”

Tyreese turned his attention towards the man and spoke with distaste laced in his voice. “I haven’t gotten used to it”

"Of course you haven’t, you’re the kind of guy who saves babies, it’s kinda like saving an anchor, when you’re stuck on a boat-“ you had by know decided to drown out his voice as he tried to make justiciable to let him go.

Your thoughts got filled with Daryl like they had for the most time since the prison fell. You missed him. He always looked out for you. Ever since you met you were drawn to each other. Daryl used to pretend he hated you, especially when Merle was around he couldn’t have his brother think he was soft. However everyone knew he had always secretly looked out for you ever since he met you he’d felt the need to protect you. It came to the point that whenever you wanted to go on a run to get new supplies or do anything really you’d always ask Daryl. You had never spoken about it to each other but there was a silent agreement between everyone even you and Daryl that you were his kid and he your father. It might not be by blood but it was how it had come to be. Everytime something happened to you if you got hurt or if you were sad they’d always notify Daryl, but most of the time he already knew and would be with you to try and cheer you up in his own moody way. When you’d been out on the road before you found the prison you’d always sleep next to each other making sure the other one was safe. Even in the prison your cells were next to each other. He always looked out for you. He taught you how to hunt, he taught you how to use his crossbow, and to fight people to be able to protect yourself. Like Judith was “little asskicker”, you were the “big asskicker”. You couldn’t help but to miss him and the thought of him being hurt from the people in Terminus made your stomach hurt. You didn’t really want to voice your thoughts but you needed the reassurance and Tyreese was the only one who knew who Daryl was and could give reassurance. So against the warnings your mind gave you, you voiced your concerns.

“Do you think Daryl’s okay?” Your voice came out quieter than you expected as your mind filled with more scenarios in which Daryl had gotten hurt in.

Tyreese turned from Judith to look at you. He tried to give a reassuring look on his face as he answered. “I’m sure he’s fine Y/N”

”So Daryl’s your dad, maybe boyfriend” he continued to gues what Daryl was as you made no indication of actually giving anything away to him. After a while he stopped, he wouldn’t get anywhere with you, but he was still confident that if he talked enough to Tyreese would let him go.

“See, you’re a good guy, saving babies and teenagers.

“You have no idea about the things I’ve done”

“You’re a good guy, that’s why you gonna die today, it’s why the baby is going to die, why the Y/N is going to die” both you and Tyreese stood up taking an intimidating step towards the man, your knife pointed at him. “Or… you can get in that car, get out of here, keep on being lucky.”

“You think you’re gonna kill me?”

The man turned his sole attention to Tyreese as he answered him. “Why haven’t you killed me? How does having me alive help you? Why the hell are you even talking to me? Take the kids, take the car and go, I don’t want to do this today”

“For your information we could always use you to get more information or w e could kill you know, like you said we have-“ you got cut off by an explosion going off. Tyreese rushed to the window to see what was happening and saw the smoke over the forest.

“Is that Terminus?” The man moved forward as if trying to see out through the window but he had no luck in that department as he slouched back towards the wall.

“Yeah, probably”

“Maybe you’re gonna win this, maybe your friend, I mean maybe that woman just got capped, maybe I’m gonna be the one who gets capped when she comes back”

“Nobody’s got to die today”

“Man if you believe that… the it’s definitely gonna be you and the kids, even if the place is burning to the ground”

“Man maybe you can shut up and stop talking before I kill you myself” the man took his eyes of Tyreese to look at you as you had your knife pointed at him an annoyed look on your face. He didn’t believe for a moment that a teenager would be able to kill him, nor win in a fight against him. He had a way to high ego to think that you would be able to do any harm to him, he underestimated both you and Tyreese and when he heard as well as saw Tyreese look out at the walkers coming toward the cabin he moved quickly and soon enough his hands went to hold Judith in a hold that would be easy to break her neck.

He told you both to drop your weapons and you both did so not wanting him to hurt Judith. As he saw the walkers claw at the windows he looked towards Tyreese telling him to go outside. As Tyreese went outside he went over to you and bound your hands together with some spare rope just like you had done to him earlier. He made sure the knot would hold before he went I’ve r towards the wallow-talkie and tried to connect to the woman (apparently named Cynthia) on the other side.

While he did all that you tried to desperately tie up the knot that held the rope around your wrist together. Right as you were able to get rid of the rope around your wrist (thankful Daryl taught you how to do it) the noise from outside stopped. It became deathly quiet and the man looked towards were the last pounding against the walls had been. He took out his knife and was about to kill Judith when you quietly and quickly grabbed the knife that was laying right were you left it beside you on the floor and you ran over to the man. You saw red as you knocked him over, he had threatened to kill Judith and Tyreese. Threatened your sister and one of your closest friends. You knocked him towards the floor and your hand went into the air as you threw it down onto him repeatedly stabbing the knife in your hand into him. even after he was clearly dead.

Tyreese had to carefully walk over to you as he took the knife away from you. He told you that the man couldn’t hurt them anymore nor the walkers, everything would be okay. You appreciated his comfort as you hyperventilated for a few minutes over the fact that you’d just killed a human. You’d killed walkers before but never a human being. In your mind it was justified as he was about to kill all of you anyway, but you still felt like you’d lost something inside of you.

It was a while later when you glanced out of the window and saw Carol as she walked towards the cabin, Rick not that far behind. You broke out in a relieve laugh as a smile spread briefly over you lips, this made Tyreese glance out towards where you were looking. You booth scurried to get everything as you both wanted to leave the cabin not being comfortable to stay inside any longer than you needed to.

As both you and Tyreese stepped out of the barn you glanced at the people led by Carol. Your eyes scanned the crowd looking for one person in particular.

Daryl stared at you in disbelief he couldn’t believe you were actually alive, he’d seen you get shot, and without medical attention he guessed you’d died. He hadn’t wanted to keep hoping in case he would someday find your corpse rotting away (either as a walker or actually dead).

Daryl took in your bloodied state, you’d no doubt had to fight. Dirt and blood covered most of your clothes, and your face had a few cuts covered in dried blood. Your once white shirt was miss colored and your jeans had been ripped in some places, your jacket had blood stains all over it. Daryl could only guess what you’d gone through to end up looking like that (he didn’t even look that bad). He didn’t like all the blood covering you, he didn’t like not knowing what had happened, he didn’t like being away from you, he needed to protect you, he’d lost Beth to a couple of strangers, he wouldn’t lose you too.

When your eyes finally found Daryl, you had a soft smile on your face as you saw him visibly relax at your eye contact. While Rick and Carl ran towards Judith in Tyreese’s arms, Daryl stumbled forward towards you, dropping his crossbow to the ground. You met him halfway and he engelfulled you in a tight hug. You’d never know nor would anyone else but Daryl let a few tears fall in relief as he hugged you tightly knowing you were still alive, actually alive. As he felt you wrap your arms around him he felt you hug him just as tight, the comforting sensation you both brought each other was all you needed to ground each other and know that either of you were dreaming, this was real and both of you were okay.

As Daryl heard you sniffle he realized you were crying and he hugged you even tighter, taking one hand to your head and petting it softly — not knowing fully how to comfort someone, even now, having comforted you all those times before he still was unsure if he did it right. However he did know that you were crying from relief, because he did the same thing. You had your father back and he had his kid back and knowing that, you both knew that everything would be okay in the end. You were yet to be bested by someone when together, even when apart you always won, always found your way to back to each other. You would beat this world together and that was all that you needed to know, and the fact that neither of you were planning on leaving soon.

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Better than me - Charles Leclerc x Reader P6

Plot: You are a rookie in your first f1 season, adding to the ever-growing amount of Brits performing in the grid.

Credit to countingstars-17 for the GIF

Of course your time in South Korea with Charles had to come to an end eventually, you guys had made the most of the sight-seeing and even managed to meet up with Carlos and Lando before all heading to Japan, you guys went straight to the track on Thursday for media duties.

Throughout the weekend it seemed you were the only one actively looking out for Charles, when you were walking through the paddock with your PR manager, you weren't listening to her. Your eyes tracked every individual person around you, trying to get a glimpse of the one face you wanted to see.

However, whenever you did spot Charles, he was never looking at you. He's be talking to a mechanic, or Joris, or Fred, or fans, or the latest celebrity in the paddock, but he never glanced over at you.

The first time you'd spotted him, you'd shouted his name and ran over to him with a big grin on your face. You didn't know who it was that he was with, but when you went to pull him in for a hug, he almost felt like he just leaned into the side not really paying much attention.

You then felt embarred at how you'd childishly run up to him, you knew that was an issue for you, for the first time in years the Grid was aging rather than putting their trust in rookies. Charles was now 28, you were 22 so there were obvious differences in how you both acted but you didn't think it would affect it this much!

FP1 was shocking, the car had no grip on the Japanese race track and you were all over the shop. But it wasn't just the car's fault. Mentally you were else where, cringing at the thought of what Charles possibly said to the people around him once you'd left.

FP2 wasn't any better, coming in 18th fastest on the grid. Everyone was frustrated, they couldn't work out what was wrong. You were frustrated with yourself and the team were frustrated that they couldn't work out what was wrong with you.

FP3, again wasn't much better, it got to the point where you were forced to go to the medical tent because you weren't being yourself at all.

You sat there while the doctor did his tests, everyone thought it would be a wrist or shoulder twist that was messing you up, but you told them you were fine. Of course the German team refused to not give the best to their young driver, so one of the mechanics and social media team sat with you waiting.

"Well, you seem fine physically. Blood pressures normal, you've not reported any strains or pains, anything going on up here?" he asks tapping the side of your head lightly.

"I'm fine, just an off weekend." you mumble, not only were you annoyed that your lack of confidence in yourself was giving you a lack of confidence of your driving and decision making.

"Give me 5 minutes!" he says leaving the room, he comes trotting back in with another man, who looks to be more casually than the doctor.

"Hello!" you smile quietly at the young man, a similar age to you, maybe slightly older.

"Hi Y/N, Dr Martin tells me that maybe you'll benefit from me" he smiles taking a seat in the chair opposite the one you were in.

"Hmmm?" you ask confused.

"I'm a specialized sport athlete related therapist. I think you are going through a down week, and I want to help you. Free, and off the books for this convo, then we can talk about potentially any needed in future sessions" he offers.

Talking to him about everything was actually really relieving, you were able to confide in him in a judgement free zone. Of course Charles ignoring you was the tip of the iceberg, but there had been underlying issues since you'd been announced as coming into F1.

You left the session with a clear mind, using the pointers he gave you when you left the room to get back to the Audi garage and to start Qualifying.

"Hey, I heard you went to the medical tent, everything okay?" Alex asks with Lily by his side.

"Erm yeah, nothing's wrong. Ready to race!" you grin at him, before pulling your race suit up and tightening it. You had your social media manager do your hair in a low plait before pulling your balaclava over the top, you were hopeless when it came to your hair under your helmet.

You walk out to where you car is pulling you helmet on it was a nice and new special one for Japan, decorated pretty and pink with cherry blossom which you new everyone would go crazy for.

Qualifying was crazy, you managed to get through Q1 coming in P5, which shocked everyone. You were driving like a completely different person than you were for the last two days. Q2 and you came P1, you flew round the lap, you and the car flying round the corners and pushing hard along the straights. Q3 and you placed P2, not a pole but there you were front row on the grid next to Lando Norris in P1 and Yuki Tsunoda in P3.

If you got a good start tomorrow, maybe just maybe you could take your first win.

Everyone congratulated you on a phenomenal drive, starting on the front row tomorrow while defending from Yuki and Charles behind you. Most of the interviews people could tell you'd been breathing a different air since you came out of the medical tent.

Two unidentified team principles put in a complaint asking for a drug swab on you as your change in driving was almost instantaneous making the FIA launch an investigation into you and Audi over the weekend.

"What happened in the medical tent Y/N, we need to know to let the FIA know..." your manager says on the Sunday, you'd had a good night sleep only to wake up to all the allegations and the investigation into Audi.

"I, I just met with the therapist, the reason I wasn't driving the best was because I've been struggling with the pressures that come with being an F1 driver, it's very different than F2. I didn't know it was illegal to ask for help..." you sass, not wanting to hear anything more before going out to do the track walk. You remain silent, thinking about everything going on, when you walked past other teams you heard the whispers, and the rumors coming from them.

"Y/N is it true?" you hear from your left as your walking back to the Audi hospitality to get lunch before the race starts.

"Sorry?" you twist turning around to see Charles and Carlos stood on the steps of the Ferrari motorhome.

"That's you've been using performance boosting drugs?" Charles frowns crossing his arms in a disappointed kind of way.

"You've got to be shitting me right now. Sorry I have to get to the Audi garage, I don't have time for this" you say turning away and walking off, but an arm reaches out and grabs yours.

"Tell us" Charles says.

"Let go of me Charles, it'd fine if you want to go round believing stupid rumors but i thought after the weekend in Korea you'd know the kind of person I am" you raise your voice. You rip your hand away before going back to Audi. You storm into your drivers room, trying to hold back the tears until they just fall out. You sit down on the edge of the sofa in there, turned away from the door.

"Y/N time to get in the car" a voice calls out knocking on your door. You primitively pull your helmet on, so no one can see the tear stained cheeks and your watery eyes.

"The FIA have come to a conclusion about your case, we just heard but it wont come until after the race" you engineer says pulling you to one side away from everyone else.

"That's a good thing, they are still letting you race. Which means they've taken on board your toxicology report and see you are clean, they've also got statements from everyone involved and Andrea is asking for a formal apology to you" he explains, you just nod, getting into the car and taking the wheel from him.

The race was, well. You crashed out actually going into turn 11. You were defending from Lando and Max who had made his way up the grid when they both tried to over take you either side. They pinched you in on the tight turn neither of them giving you room to move, and your wheels got destroyed. You were sent flipping over crashing into Lewis's front wing on the way. The race was red flagged, giving Lewis a change to fix his front wing and any damage that occurred to Lando and Max's car.

With the DNF, you were rushed straight to the medical tent to be checked out. After the rest of the day was a blur, the FIA confirmed a 10 second stop go penalty for both Lando and Max, as it was a very dangerous crash that caused you injuries and the car significant damage.

Your PR manager came with you for media duties as you were a little, spacey from the pain medication they'd given you and you weren't 100% capable of understanding things.

"So Y/N, it's been an interesting race today lets look at the finish board" he says handing you the clipboard knowing you probably wouldn't remember the lay out.

P1 - Yuki Tsunoda in Alpha Tauri

P2 - Charles Leclerc in Ferrari

P3 - Oscar Piastri in Mclaren

P4 - Alex Albon in Audi

P5 - Max Verstappen in RedBull

P6 - Lando Norris in Mclaren

P7 - Liam Lawson in Alpine

P8 - George Russell in Mercedes

P9 - Logan Sargeant in Williams

P10 - Lewis Hamilton in Mercedes

P11 - Carlos Sainz in Ferrari

P12 - Zhou Guanyu in Williams

P13 - Daniel Ricciardo in Alpha Tauri

P14 - Kevin Magnussen in Haas

P15 - Fernando Alonso in Aston Martin

DNF- Y/N in Audi

DNF - Lance Stroll in Aston Martin

DNF- Pierre Gasly in Alpine

DNF - Valtteri Bottas in Haas

DNF - Sergio Perez in RedBull

"Yeah it was, imagine driving 47 laps of a 53 lap race in 3rd, 2nd and 1st to crash out" you try to joke but it comes across blunt. Your PR manager explains your not angry just disappointed.

"Yeah, it was a spectacular race from you Y/N and I assume your happy with the statement the FIA released about you?" he asks and you look to your manager in confusion.

"I've been in the hospital all this time, I haven't been told anything" you admit, looking confused.

"They cleared the allegations, and explained the real reasoning why you were in that tent, and that your toxicology results came back clear. How did it feel to be accused?" he asks, pushing the mic closer making you flinch back a little.

"If I'm being honest ... this weekend has been the shittiest weekend of my life and I'm just glad its over. I'm going home and I'll see you all in Australia" you mumble, but the interviewer wasn't done.

"Just one last question Y/N did your team-mates and other colleagues fight against what their teams brought forward or were they in on these false allegations?"

"Considering my name has come out of everyone and their sons mouth this weekend its safe to say I know who is fake as fuck" you frown. You walk off like a boss, sticking your middle finger up when he goes to ask you another question.

"Okay, home time! You are most definitely not of sound mind to be doing this" she frowns pulling you away.

Alex had been there for you through the whole weekend even when 'evidence' to help the allegations came forward. Same with Lando and Daniel, but the people who really shocked you Like Charles, Carlos, Lewis, Sergio and Max who all had something to say were the ones that hurt the most.

"Australia's in two weeks. Come back with a completely new mindset yeah?" your PR admits rubbing your shoulders before sending you on your way.

You make one last phone call before you get into your Audi to drive to the hotel.

"Hey Chris, about those therapy sessions... how do i start paying for them?"

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maxsimagination · 3 months

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𝗷𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗼𝘂𝘀𝘆, 𝗷𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗼𝘂𝘀𝘆 - 𝗴.𝗿𝗲𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗻

warnings: jealous guro

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it was game day, chelsea against tottenham. we had spent couple of weeks in portugal, training and preparing for the pre season, before returning home to stamford bridge. emma had released the starting eleven players yesterday and me and guro were both listed, along with sam and millie.

i was nervous to say the least, it was pre game jitters that took over. but magda gave her captain's speech in an attempt to hype us all up. we all ran out onto the pitch afterwards, took a knee, then the whistle blew. we were off.

the first half was anticlimactic, really. both sides scored a goal, leaving the score 1-1. after half time we were back out there, and pulling more tricks than ever. sam made a miraculous goal from 15 metres away, celebrating with her signature backflip. then tottenham equaled the score with a header that flew past our zecira.

but it came down to the 85th minute when guro passed me the ball from across the field and i took a powerful kick for the ball to fly straight between their goalies' legs and into the net.

we finished the game after 5 minutes of injury time, and the score was 3-2 for chelsea. we all ran together and cheered, and i found guro, running up to her and jumping into a hug. she spun me around before placing me back down on the field.

after we'd all taken a victory lap around the pitch, we all traipsed back to the changing rooms and celebrated even more, jumping around and singing.

when we finally made it back to our hotel, guro followed me to my room, telling me to get changed into 'dinner clothes' because she was taking me out. i was baffled and she wouldn't tell me where we were going, only that it was a restaurant somewhere.

so i picked my clothes and got dressed, before she came to get me again. we drove around for a bit before she parked in front of a building, fairy lights hung around the entrance. it was a nice place, and the setting was perfect.

guro led me in, and spoke to the hostess who led us to a table and told us a waitress would be here soon. it didn't take that long before another woman came by, i assumed she was our waitress. we had looked through the menu, and told her what we wanted before she left again with a short nod and a smile thrown in my direction.

when i turned back to look at guro, she didn't look too happy. "hva er galt, kjærlighet?" (what is wrong, love?) i spoke in guro's mother tongue, i had learnt norwegian for her. she looked up at me, more relaxed than before.

"servitøren, hun så på deg." (the waitress, she was staring at you.) she looks at me slightly sheepishly, and i giggle at her words. "du har ingenting å bekymre deg for. i am with you, not her." (you have nothing to worry about.) i spoke the last bit in english, just as our drinks came over. "the food will be over shortly."

the waitress brushed her hand against mine as she placed the glasses down, and a less-than-subtle smirk was directed towards me too. i pulled my hand away immediately and grasped onto guro's in an attempt to both make her feel better and make myself feel better.

"i see what you mean." guro hums in response, holding onto my hand just as tight. eventually the food comes too, the waitress bearing it in her arms. she placed it down in front of us before asking, "is there anything else i can get you? maybe my number?" she looked directly at me, her hand hovering near my shoulder.

i pulled back i little and shook my head, then guro went into protective girlfriend mode, as i liked to call it. "she has a girlfriend." her thick norwegian accent made it sound more aggressive and the woman looked over at her. her face paled at the sight of my angry partner and she backed right off.

i smiled at the sight, protective guro was my favourite. "det var heit." (that was hot.) she grinned up at me when i spoke, blush tinting her cheeks.

#woso #woso x reader #woso community #guro reiten #guro reiten x reader #guro reiten imagine

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bugs1nmybrain · 8 months

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Mommy's Boy: Shigaraki x Fem!Reader~Mommy Kink~☆•°♡☆°●♡

As always, Minors do NOT interact!

I remember saying how I thought writing Shigaraki fucking you in front of Dabi was out of pocket, but I've pretty much thrown all humility out the window at this point. Upsidaisy.

Updated: Nov 26th, 2023

Traits about the reader: Medium to big boobs, curvy, thick thighs, implied to be either shigaraki's age (20 in this) or older, implied to be on birth control, bad at playing video games

Notes: NSFW/smut, mommy kink, sub/switch Shigaraki, fem reader, shy and moody Shigaraki???????, Shigaraki loves boobs, awkward reader and Shigaraki interactions, spanking (reader receiving), tit sucking, vulgar language, mutual masturbation, slight degrading, a sprinkle of praise, hair pulling (Tomura receiving), no condom, reader and Shigaraki play GTA 5 in the beginning, kinda cringe tbh, season 4 era Shigaraki

I know each of my fics always end right after sex I'm so sorry. I'm going to have to get better at some plot after sex because I feel like it's so cliché.

"You suck!"

Unfortunately for you and Shigaraki, there was only one controller for the PlayStation. He had wanted a gaming date but there wasn't much you two could do together, so you had compromised by taking turns on GTA (story mode by your request).

Tomura watched as you continued to knock into every car in your line of view. You'd back out of a car you had hit only to knock into another. When you finally made it to a mission that required shooting, you were doing halfway ok, but only because of the auto-aim mechanics to be completely honest. However, the cops just showed up, and now it was you (Trevor), Franklin, and Lamar against a shit load of police. Shigaraki hoped and prayed you'd start catching on, but you just kept on dying.

"GTA 5 is easy! How are you fucking up this bad?" Shigaraki ponders in a near-genuine tone.

"It's been a while! I haven't played for maybe over 6 months."

"It's not even hard whatsoever, I don't get this. Give me a turn."

"You played like 4 minutes ago."

"Yes, but you're bad at this and it's making my head hurt. Give me that stupid controller," Tomura, without your input, snatches the controller out of your hand and plows through the mission for you with ease. You slouch on his shoulder and mope, your feelings hurt by your own pathetic gaming abilities.

"Maybe we should do something that we could both do. Why do I want to just sit here and watch you play GTA all night?" You whine. Shiggy responds with an annoyed groan.

"Take it then! It's not my fault you're shit at this. Maybe try a strangers and freaks mission," Shigaraki drops the controller on your lap. You breathe in and set your waypoint to Vinewood Boulevard. Tomura observes you drive so cautiously that it's almost worse to watch you drive so slow than to smash into cars.

Tomura sighs in agitation and slumps his chest against your back, wrapping his arms around your soft tummy and burying his face in the crook of your neck. He hugs you tight as he watches you fuck up your game and turns his attention away from your awful playthrough to something that he'd consider you to take more pride in.

Tomura glances at the v-neck of your black shirt that looked like his, only short-sleeved. He allows himself to look at your tits while you're distracted. He's had some pretty good self-restraint today, he'd say, as the push-up you were wearing was driving him fucking crazy. They looked so hot and the complexion of your skin gave them a lovely glow. He felt like a pathetic little bitchboy, wanting nothing more than to touch them and bury his face in your tits. It was a good thing you were so distracted by GTA because he was scoping the terrain out to plot his next move.

He felt embarrassed. The two of you have had sex many times, but he still felt annoying to want to appreciate your tits. Would he seem like a little bitch with mommy issues or something? Oh well, you were his girlfriend, right? If you didn't like it then you'd need to find a better toy to play with, though the thought fueled his blood because Shigaraki hadn't ever found anyone that took interest in him like you did.

There was no helping it. He was already growing a boner and you were already feeling it press against your ass as you sat in his lap.

"Tomura?"

He felt a shock surge through him, knowing full well why you were calling his name. So he didn't answer.

"Tomura, are you okay?" You giggle teasingly.

Don't do this to him, he thought. This was supposed to be a simple gaming night. But who was he kidding? 9 times out of 10 your dates ended in kind of sex.

"What gives you the impression that I'm not?" He says in an embarrassed tone. Was he feeling flustered? Cutie.

"Because something's poking me."

"Haha."

You laugh, a little surprised that he's not trying to come back with some cocky monologue like he always does. You turn around to face him to see the cutest scowl on his face. He's clearly frustrated and the boner in his pants only makes it cuter. You take it upon yourself to straddle his lap, resting on his thin frame with your thick thighs. The outline of your crotch presses against his bulge and he grunts in response.

"What's wrong, Tomura?" You coo at him and begin stroking his hair tenderly. You're going to kill him, he swears. His gaze stays stuck on the TV screen as your player stands outside of the Los Santos hospital, but you turn his face to look at you instead. "Why are you being so moody?"

"Your tits have been distracting me all day," he pouts with a flustered face, his eyes now making their way toward your cleavage.

The immediate cackle you respond with almost softens Shiggy's cock all the way, feeling insulted.

"I'm serious," he says with a grumpy voice.

"Really? Is that all, baby?" You smirk with a nurturing voice.

"Pretty much."

Taking Tomura's neck, you kiss his nape gently. He cups your hips with his hands, leaving some fingers up so as to not harm the only person who has both shown him love as well as not piss him off to no end (well, for the most part). You begin grinding on his cock which creates heavy, frustrated sighs from him.

You continue to play with Tomura's hair, messaging his scalp in between your fingers. He tilts his head backwards with a drawn-out whine as if he hasn't been touched in his whole life. That notion wasn't entirely false, before you Tomura hadn't received physical affection like this from anyone and assumed he never would because of his quirk. You were such a lucky catch for him. Maybe it was why he was hesitant to say his needs, he was scared he'd weird you out and that you'd ditch him.

Damn, when did he start caring about how somebody else would feel about his actions?

"What's wrong?" You ask caringly.

"I told you what's wrong."

"Oh, right. What can I do to make it better?"

"Mm.." Shigaraki stares at your chest and back up to you, hoping that you would pick up on his desires without him having to say it. He felt so cringy right now, like a little subby boy begging for access to your tits.

He gives up on trying to be nice when you continue to play dumb. You were doing it on purpose, for sure. A part of you loved seeing Tomura shy and polite like this, as he was usually so abrasive. He tugs on the V of your shirt and whispers in your ear, "are you too numb to get the idea?"

"And what's that?" You banter.

"Bitch. What am I supposed to tell you? That I want to suck on your tits?"

"Is that what you want?"

"Shut up!!"

"It's okay," You laugh. "You don't have to be embarrassed. I know you've got mommy issues."

"What of it? Is that a problem for you?"

"No," you giggle. "Do you need me to spoil you, baby?"

"Ew."

"I'm trying."

Tomura cackles, his broody demeanor. He squeezes your love handles and buries his face in your neck again.

"It's not my fault that you've got the body of a MILF. How am I supposed to react?"

"Wow, what a compliment."

"It is a compliment," Shigaraki snickers as he begins kissing your neck and down your chest. His hands travel from your love handles up to your waist, gripping like his life depended on it. "So, are you going to let me indulge or what?"

You giggle are stroke his long hair as he hums in question, embarrassed by his request, but somehow honored.

"Knock yourself out."

"Mmm, thank you mommy.."

"Oh my god you didn't just say that."

"Just roll with it."

Shigaraki takes a finger and tugs at your V-neck, but is disappointed at your bra. He reaches underneath to unclasp the back and yanks it out from your shirt. His attention focuses back on your tits. Tomura pulls your collar down to reveal one. He wastes no time and begins sucking tenderly. You can feel his cock growing more inside his pants, so you start grinding on the fabric, causing him to grunt while your tit is in his mouth.

Tomura pulls the other breast out from your shirt, taking a moment to gawk at them before going for the other. He teases your other nipple with his fingers. You hadn't realized how sensitive your tits really were as his tongue was flickering against your nipple causing a dripping arousal to seep through your underwear. You whine at the pleasure.

"Is this making you feel good baby?" You ask sultrily to Tomura. He responds with an eager "Mhm" and continues sucking. After what seemed like forever he lifts his head up and pulls your face down to kiss him, his saliva-coated mouth being a lovely adhesive between your lips.

"Your tits are so cute, mommy.."

"When did I consent to this mommy treatment?" You giggle.

"You're literally the one who told me I have mommy issues! Don't make me feel like shit for this."

"I'm not!" you laugh. "I'm just teasing."

You kiss him and continue to tug at his hair, "Does my baby boy need mommy to take good care of him?"

"Yes please.."

"Please, who?"

"Please mommy.."

"Mm.." You lift off of his lap and take your leggings and shirt off, leaving your full figure out for him. He puts up a finger to signal "wait" and reaches over to his bag on the floor and pulls out his special gloves. Fuck what would he do without them? He needs his hand condoms if he's gonna thoroughly make love with you.

"You're so sexy," he says, trailing his fingers to your wet cunt as he begins stroking your clit. You whimper in excitement and begin to pull down his pants. His cute cock slips out, standing proud with pre-cum already leaking out from the tip. As he continues toying with your pussy, you stroke his sensitive cock which creates lovely scratchy moans from his throat.

"God..that's it...," Shigaraki his horny, pulsing cock out on your clit, rubbing circles on it rapidly. You moan out lightly, grinding your clit against his fingers to create more friction. You rub his dick in fast as he submissively cries out in pleasure. Your clit twitches in familiar waves of pleasure once he begins sucking on your tit again.

"Is mommy gonna cum?" Tomura teases, releasing his mouth from your breast to only go to the other.

"Mhm!"

The look on his face when you began falling onto him as you came was unlike him. Tomura snickers in pride, pulling you in for a kiss while you kept stroking his cock.

"I think you deserve some privileges," you coo at him, and you sit on his lap yet again.

"I do? Have I been a good boy?"

"Mhm. Very good boy."

You circle your groin around Tomura's leaking cock as he whines out in pleading.

"Please, mommy..."

"Please mommy what?"

"Fuck me. Fuck me mommy, pleaaaase...."

With a pleasant hum in your throat, you reach down to rub Tomura's cock, then inserting it inside of your dripping cunt. Tomura groans loudly at your gooey, wet walls and attempts to push his cock deeper into you, begging for you to fuck him. To his satisfaction, to begin to bounce on his cock in rhythm, and Tomura swears you're going to drive him insane.

"Mm..does my baby boy like this? Does he feel good?"

"Fuck, yes...," Shigaraki moans. He watches intently as your tits bounce while you fuck him. He smacks your ass in frustration, shocking you.

"I guess I'm a bad boy, then. Are you gonna punish me?" He chuckles maniacally.

"Tomura, that wasn't very nice of you," you squeal, pulling at his hair in response.

Without speaking you begin bouncing on him in a quicker pace than before. Shigaraki holds around your waist tight as he thrusts, trying to savor every inch of your pussy. You were so fucking tight, but so wet too. Your cunt always made him leak, but tonight it was driving him mad.

"..fuck me...fuck me harder, mommy!"

"MmmMM! Fuck! God, mommy, you're gonna milk me.."

You oblige, hopping on him while you clench your walls, purposely trying to milk him.

"That's it, baby. Cum for me. Cum inside of mommy's pussy."

You definitely didn't have to tell him twice. Tomura sufficates himself into your neck as he holds you tight, fucking you until he finally cums deep. His orgasm is intense and long, as he continues to pump you full of cum for many seconds.

Panting and sweating, Shigaraki kisses you once more before you lift your pussy off of his cock, cum oozing out onto his lap. He snuggles in your arms and you stroke his hair. He whines from his cock that's still throbbing after his orgasm.

"Did that feel good, baby?" You ask with a nurturing tone, kissing his scrunkly forehead.

"Uh-huh...I don't know if I've ever came that hard."

"Mommy told you she'd take good care of you."

"Okay stop it. That shit is over and done with," he laughs and flicks your forehead. You rest your head down on his chest while he holds you tight, breathing heavily as he pets your skin.

"I love you," Tomura says and kisses your head as he yawns, sleepy from his orgasm.

"I love you too, Tomura."

"Next time Daddy's gonna have to do something special for you."

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awniie · 4 months

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BIG BABY W/CHOSO

ʚ content: fem!reader, reader takes care of sick choso, reader wishes boyfriends spends more time with her, fluff ⠂°⠄🕯

ʚ summary: your bf choso loves being your big baby when he’s sick (all the time) ˎˊ˗

ʚ note: i want choso to be my big baby ♡

You were sitting on the couch in the living room of your apartment. You’d been stationed there for hours, mindlessly scrolling on tiktok and instagram. You hadn’t done anything productive all day, not a great way to start off the new year but you’ll save that train of thought for another time. You didn’t want to be lazy alone, in fact you were supposed to spend the day rotting with your boyfriend, Choso Kamo.

Only a couple more minutes you thought, checking your messages app, waiting a text that would said “I’m here!”. You were supposed to be binge-watching the new season you and your boyfriend’s favorite historical drama at 5:30. Season 4 had just released and you were dying to start it now, but choso made you promise that you wouldn’t start it until he got back from visiting his brother Yuji who had just gotten a cold. “Please baby,” he’d beg you, tying the laces of his black prada boots. “I promise I’ll be back soon and we’ll watch it together.” You gave him an overdramatic sigh and pouted, to which he responded with a peck on your temple. You turned your head up go meet his lips to yours, drawing him into a deeper, more desperate kiss.

"Just be patient, okay? T's only for a couple hours." Choso whined as he pulled himself away from your lips. You couldn’t help but smile a little, you loved his whines, but right now what you’d love even more is for him to just postpone his 3rd visit to Yuji’s this week. You understand he was sick, but Choso was always at his brothers place. “I already lost my brothers before, I’m not trying to lose anymore.” He’d tell you matter-of-factly whenever you had something to say about his visits. You’d understand, to a degree, but sometimes he would come back home all sleepy-eyed and exhausted and you knew he probably spent a majority of his time fretting over his more-then-capable younger brother. You’d just wish he’d rely on you more instead of always trying so responsible.

But that was hours ago, and your boyfriend swore he’d been here in only a couple minutes. You stretch and pull up your black spandex shorts you’d been wearing along with a pink cropped hoodie from garage. ‘This boy better hurry up, or else I’m just gonna start it without him.’ You’d thought, fingers reaching towards the remote that had been waiting allllll day to be picked up.

Suddenly, and thank the Lord, you heard keys jingling from the outside door of your apartment, and heard the familiar sounds of the turning knob. You practically leaped out off the chair you’d been lounging on, and ran over to give your boyfriend the biggest, tightest hug. (Mostly for making you wait all day.) But when you wrapped your arms around choso’s muscular frame, You could feel how warm his body was, how shaky he was and the distinct smell of sickness.

“Cho’ are you okay-?” You questioned, slowly peeling your chest away from his so you could get a better look at him. His hair was coming undone, the spiky buns now loosened and practically gone. His eyes were somehow more heavy then usually and you noticed he was shivering a little.

“Mhm, I’m f-fine baby, jus’ a little tired. Can we go lay down on the couch, please?” Choso answered. He tried to keep his voice steady but it was obvious how pitiful he appeared. You led him down unto the couch, sitting him upright and draping him with the blanket. You placed your hand on your forehead, and almost gasped at how hot he was.

“Cho, you’re burning up, did Yuji get you sick?” You asked, while standing up from the couch and going to the kitchen. Ibuprofen wouldn’t heal any sickness, but I’d get rid of his fever at least. Choso started to follow after you, sniffling and breathing heavy. “No no, no. You stay there. You clearly sick, lemme grab you some medicine.” He indignantly continued after you. “‘M not sick. I’m just a little chilly, that’s all.”

“Yeah, okay whatever you said.” You retorted, grabbing the pill bottle from your white cabinet and shaking out two umber colored pills. You moved away from the counter, noticing your boyfriend seemingly disappeared. “Cho’ where’d you go-“ you cut off as you foot hit something large and definitely out of place. Your 5’9 boyfriend was on the floor curled up into a little ball, shivering and sniffling under the blanket. “Oh my goodness Cho- Okay let’s bring you back to the couch.” You instructed, awkwardly lifting him off the hardwood floors and back unto the couch. Now he was back on the upholstery, but he still needed his medicine. “Okay, Choso. I’m gonna need you to open your mouth so you can take this medicine, okay? It’s gonna make you feel a whole lot better.” You coaxed, brushing the escaped tendrils of hair from his heated face.

“Nooo, ‘M good. Don’t worry about me.” he mumbled, still a shaky, pathetic mess. You groaned at his stubbornness. “Cmon Cho. You’re obviously sick so can you please just take it.” In your hand were the pills and a glass of water that he clearly didn’t wanna take. He frowned and closed his eyes, refusing to take the medication. He was acting like a spoiled toddler, expression pouty and fake. “Choso. Stop acting like a baby and just take it, it’s just a pill!” You urged, not noticing the edge in your voice, but he did. He took that medicine so fast, gulping the water to chase it down. You smiled, even though were shocked at his sudden change in disposition. Deciding to give your boyfriend a reward, you gift him a smooch on the nose, brushing more hair out of his face. “Good boy, see that wasn’t so bad. Now you’ll feel so much better.” You promised. You sat yourself right next to him, allowing him to rest his head on your shoulders.

For the rest of the week, you were both surprisingly happy. Your boyfriend was finally getting some well needed rest, and you got to watch the new episodes of your show together (he didn’t have much a choice with you padding after him everywhere). Choso never knew how much he’d enjoy being the not responsible one for a change. You were making sure he ate, checking up on him, kissing and loving on him. He was hungry for the praises that seemed to come out of you with much more proficiently now that he was succumbed to illness. You followed him constantly, and he secretly loved the fussing and attention. He’d definitely had to catch a cold more often. Of course, he was still protective older brother to Yuji, but your boyfriend Choso loved being your big baby. ♡

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mangogobibiboo · 6 months

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MSBY: LOST and FOUND

Warnings: children, lost children, screaming, kinda angst not really, very fluff. Let me know if there are more!

MSBY x FEM!reader

ADLERS ver.

leave a comment or a reblog, they are always very appreciated 💕

Hinata:

Haruto: Age 5

Hinata is a tad absentminded. Don't get me wrong, he is a hawk on and off the court, but he can get a bit distracted at times.

He gets so excited when focusing on something he loses sight of his surroundings.

Today had been a great day to go to the park. It was sunny but not too hot and a bit breezy too.

Hinata had gotten out of practice a little earlier because the gym was going through some repairs.

After picking up Haruto from his babysitter, he decided that it would be a great idea to play some soccer at the park.

They played for about half an hour before taking a water break. Hinata had gotten distracted by a text in the MSBY group chat.

In the short amount of time, Haruto had managed to wander away.

Now Hinata has a little sister, and I'm sure he must have lost her at some point, so he has some experience.

He is the calmest of all of them because he knows what to do. It's the same thing he used to do with Natsu.

Go to the top of the jungle gym and look for a bit of family face and a mop of fluffy orange hair.

And low and behold, little Haruto was standing in front of an ice cream cart looking around for him.

He hurried down to him and bought three ice creams. 1 for Papa. 1 for Haruto, And one more for Haruto so he doesn't tell Mommy.

Bokuto:

Nanami: Age 8

I love Bo, but don't get me wrong, but thinking about this makes my blood pressure spike.

Like so much yelling, precious eardrums were lost that day.

Bokuto had the day off, so what better way to spend it than to take his little princess on a toy run to the mall.

The plan was to get her some stuff she wanted, get some nerf blasters for a scheduled battle at sunset, and hit the food court before leaving.

The trip goes as planned. They ended up buying a whole kitchen set and a small car to be delivered later. He likes to spoil his little girl. Bokuto walked out of the store carrying a bag with two Nerf guns and another bag with random toys she picked out.

He swears he only looked away for a second to look at the menu, but by the time she turned to ask Nanami what she wanted, he was gone.

This man panics, asking every person he sees if they've seen "the cutest little girl ever."

He ends up back at the front of the toy store, visibly sweating and beyond stressed.

Then a voice comes on the intercom, "Bokuto Koutaro. Please report to the security office." You see, unlike your husband, your daughter had a calm and collected mind. When she couldn't find her Dad, she remembered what you said and went to ask someone to make an announcement on the intercom.

Manz runs as fast as he can. I mean, that's his little girl. It has to be

After almost suffocating Nanami in hugs and kisses, they finally get food and go home.

By the time you got back, the living was a mess with Nerf darts, pillows, and sofa cushions everywhere.

In your daughter's excitement to tell you how responsible she was today, she didn't see that glare you shot her Dad.

Bo looked like a kicked puppy.

Yeah, he slept on the couch that night, but not alone. Nanami felt terrible for getting her Dad in trouble, so she cuddled up with him and fell asleep.

Atsumu:

Hideki: Age 6

Mei: Age 11 months

Atsumu is extra at the best of times, and I can't imagine what he would be like his he lost a whole ass person.

Today was a beach day; the season had finally ended, and what better to celebrate than to rent a beach house for a week?

You had decided to stay back because it was too hot that day, and you didn't want to let the baby outside.

Atsumu was actually really happy about this because he hadn't spent much time with his son with practice, and the baby took up most of his time and attention.

This was going to be the best Father-son ever!

They were going to play volleyball for a bit, build a sandcastle, and stop by the store to get some meat for a barbeque before going to the house.

As expected, Hideki had inherited his father's volleyball skills, and those lessons he had been going to were definitely not going to waste.

Atsumu teared up at the thought of his son wearing his jersey one day.

Going on to the sandcastles, Atsumu had left for just a second to fill a bucket up with water, but when he got back, Hideki was gone.

There weren't many people on the beach, and he was still nowhere to be seen.

When I say this man screamed, I mean her screamed bloody murder; you heard it from the house.

He was thinking frantically about where he might have gone. He ended up running half of the beach and had called the police to report him missing.

Now, just like Nanami, Hideki had a much cooler head than his father, but he could be a little absent-minded.

He had wandered off because he saw something shiny near the cove where they were building their sandcastle.

After catching breath, Atsumu tried looking around the tide pool again.

Before, when he yelled, Hideki was too engrossed in a small shark he found in one of the tidepools to notice. By this time, the shark had gone away.

And there was his baby boy squatting down, hugging his knees on a rock while looking into the water.

When Tsumu screamed his name, he almost fell in LOL.

Anyway, queue all the kisses and hugs, the man almost suffocated him.

Then Hideki held up a handful of shiny shells that he picked up to show you and Mei so you wouldn't feel sad because you couldn't come.

Afterward, they picked up some meat and ingredients for side dishes at the store and went home.

But your time together was interrupted by a police officer dropping by to follow up on a missing child report.

Tsumu slept on the couch that night after profusely apologizing to the officer.

Sakusa:

Eichi: Age 4

Ayumi: Age 7

Unfortunately, you were called into work at the last minute and had no way of getting a babysitter in time, which meant the kids would have to spend the day with their Dad at practice.

Eichi and Ayumi took after their Dad in the aspect that they were really good at sticking to a routine. They finished the morning rituals and headed out the door at 10:00 a.m. sharp.

Even with two kids, he is a little clueless about being a dad. Don't get me wrong; he loves them tho.

Anyway, when they get to the gym, he sits them down on the bench near the couches; every water break, he checks in to see if they are okay, makes sure that they eat their snacks and lunches, and makes sure that they stay hydrated.

It was halfway through practice, and there were fewer breaks; the kiddos started to get bored, as kiddos do. They wandered outside for a bit to see if they could find anything to play with.

Ayumi ended up finding some rocks and sticks and convinced her brother to play make-believe as witches.

And somehow, nobody noticed two little children wander off.

When Sakusa looked over to see that they were gone, everyone was wrapping up to go home, and he freaked out.

Everyone was kind of taken aback by him suddenly screaming their names, but the rest of the team noticed they were gone, too.

Atsumu and Hinata managed to calm him down and offered to look for them.

After about 20 minutes of unsuccessfully looking around the gym and calling their names, sakusa couldn't have been more stressed.

He stood at the gym entrance, ready to cry, until he remembered hearing Eichi and Ayumi yell about rocks.

He remembered that there was a little garden with a bunch of pretty rocks; he rushes there and finds his two precious babies sleeping under one of the trees, cuddled up under his MSBY jacket.

He carried Eichi while Bokuto helped bring Ayumi. They didn't wake up until you got home, and they just excitedly told you how much fun they had at practice with their Dad and if they could go again.

The kids never even realized they were lost, and Sakusa never mentioned it to you. It could be his little secret.

a/N: Lot of my stuff has been fem reader. I will try to be more g/n in my h/c's; please bare with me.

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max-xie · 24 days

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in honour of gothcleats becoming cannon, all gothcleats moments throughout season 2 (some are more of a stretch then others but shhhhh)

normal and taylor teasing link about asking scary out on a date even though that wasnt what the note said -ep 1

scary says link is metal for pissing on a teachers foot - ep 1

link saying scary is a better soccer player then him - ep 1

link askes scary and only scary what class she is - ep 1

scary choses to go to detention with link - ep 3

scary says link is cool for leaving class - ep 3

link wrote scarys name first when writing to the principal about skipping school -ep 3

link said scary was smarter then him - ep 3

link offers scary to the dance with him or normal and she in return gets very flustered and says no -ep 5

scary admits link is her friend - ep 5

when taylor mentioned that link needed another date, scary sighed loudly to draw attention to her - ep 5

link's voice gets higher when he is talking about how scary is doing a speed date and he said he "doesnt care" very rushedly like he was lying - ep 5

scary called link "pretty cool" - ep 5

link was the only one listening to scary when she went to the mic to tell everyone to run from the dance even though the mic wasnt on -ep 6

link said that scary should get something when the group was saying who should get what from the vending machine - ep 7

link said that he hopes scary is okay - ep 10

link got scary a black coffee and sugar just how she likes it with out him asking, plus he noticed how she likes her coffee - ep 11

link called scary really nice - ep 12

link helps out scary to not be scared in the up down room - ep 13

scary told link not to listen when papa john was talking to them - ep 15

scary knew links exact height - ep 17

scary giving advice to link on how to talk on the phone - ep 17

scary didnt want to say to link "dont get cocky kid, this is the only pussy youre gonna get" when sparrow suggested it -ep18

link and scary figured out how all the magical items worked together - ep 18

link said that scary is probably a good singer - ep 19

link said scary dresses cool - ep 19

scary said that link is so cool when wearing goth clothes - ep 19

out of everyone, scary insults link the least when vinc asks her to insult her friends -ep 20

link went "yes!" when scary said she wants to go back to soccar - ep 20

link giving advice to terry jr about scary and how terry can show his love for her -ep 20

link says "scary youre such a leader" -ep 21

scary tells grant to give link some space -ep 23

link asks scary and only scary if thats her when when went to the church of the doodler and changed into their grand daddies -ep 23

link tells hermie to be a little less when flirting with scary -ep 24

links dnd character is a LOT like scary, plays soccer, looks deep and brooding but is broken inside -ep 24

link misses scary when she wasnt there with them - ep 26

taylor said "fuck scary!" and link said "well... i dont know" - ep 26

1:05:00 (with ads) aka gothcleats bitchy era - ep 27

link breaks the pic anchor with love for scary ("not leaving the group"🙄) -ep 29/30

when mat rolled a 17 for whether the anchor was broken out of love or hate and when the 17 was rolled freddie said "that's love baby" -ep 30

link defended scary against normal -ep 30

scary said that link had a good normal impression -ep 30

scary laughed at links joke -ep 30

link said that he is worried about scary -ep 30

scary said that she never thought that link was a piss boy and defended him -ep 30

link was the only one not to say "i" when they made a vote whether or not theyll vote scary out -ep 30

link heals scary even though they are fighting eachother -ep 31

link hugs scary and scary takes the hug -ep 31

even though scary casts eldrich blast link keeps hugging -ep 31

link said that scary looks peaceful when she sleeps -ep 32

link defends scary by saying she is going through something when taylor was mad at her -ep 32

link says that scary is always funny -ep 33

link asks scary what character she is and asks nobody else -ep 33

link kept on saying "you can do this scary! you can do this" -ep 34

normal as pickle rick told link to tell scary he likes her (and to just fuck already) - ep 34

normal apologies to link about what he said about him telling link to to ask out scary and said that he can ask her out in his own time - ep 34

link screamed "where did scary go" when she disappeared -ep 37

link told normal to stop talking about dads bc scarys step dad died -ep 38

normal said that scary and link had a big crush on eachother and they didnt deny it -ep 38

link said he HAS LOVE FOR SCARY -ep 39

link said that all of scarys thought are dark and beautiful -ep 40

link gives scary protection -ep 41

scary defends link when grant said he is going through a phase - ep 42

link said that scary doesnt need to apologise to tony pepperoni -ep 44

link says he only cares if scary feels better -ep 44

link told only scary a joke about tony and how his wife hated him -ep 44

link says that they should cook dinner for scary more often and asking her if she wants dinner - ep 44

scary is the first person to help link when he turns into lego -ep 48

scary reassurances link that he isnt dead and she trys to calm him down -ep 48

scary declared link the leader and said he was really strong -ep 48

scary said that link is greater then the sum of his parts -ep 48

Lincoln askes where scary is first -ep 49

link got mad when they didnt save scary -ep 49

link wants to find scary -ep 50

scary wishes for links ball when they wished for him without it and he got upset he didnt have it with him -ep 51

link says "thanks scary you really get me" -ep 51

link says that scary is good at a lot of things -ep 51

scary turned into lerry bc she saw link go into heaven prison and she didnt do anything about it (like try to stop that from happening) and her tone sounded sad when she told the group this -ep 51

link says that scary turning into lerry was really impressive -ep 51

scary freaked out when link said he was not needed -ep 51

link said scarys jeans were cool -ep 52

link said that scary is such a good whistler -ep 52

link remembered reminded the group about how scary wants the thrown -ep 52

link convinced taylor to be the air dropper so that scary could have the thrown -ep 52

scary and link talked about what theyll do when they all become god only together -ep 53

link and scary talking about buffy -ep 53

link asked scary what she thinks about the whole god wish situation -ep 53

linc called scary honey -ep 53

scary called linc babe -ep 53

linc called scary babe -ep 53

scary says "oh i love you" to link -ep 53

link says "oh i love you too" to scary -ep 53

link puts his arm around scary to dance -ep 53

link and scary have a son together named "gerry" -ep 53

GOTHCLEATS CANNON IN FUTURE!!! -ep 53

#gothcleats #dndads #dungeons and daddies #lincoln li wilson #dndaddies #scary marlowe #this took me months #there is actually a lot of things

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64sue · 5 months

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𝑨 𝒃𝒐𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒊𝒕 | 𝑳𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒐 𝑵𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒔

pairing: Lando Norris × fem reader/!girlfriend

summary: after a long race weekend you knew that Lando needed some rest but also wanted to celebrate his podium, you exactly knew how to do this...

warnings!: cute names (baby, honey stuff), soft smut I guess, tried to made smut okey?, unprotected sex

author note: !eng is not my first language! sorry for all mistakes, it's also my first fanfic, hope you'll enjoy this, love u all <3

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After the race atmosphere was awesome, Max collected another win in 2023 season and Lando with Charles were also on podium. You walked straight there with mechanics and engineers from McLaren team, to watch your boyfriend stands on the second place. You were watching him when he did his special spraying technique and had fun with Max and Charles. P2 in his home race - Silverstone, that was something and you want to enjoy this with him.

After the media pen, you and Lando went towards to McLaren motorhome, where were Zak, Oscar and rest of the team. They started to congrats Lando his podium in home GP. Zak hugged and congratulated him and when he realised that you stand behind everyone he went towards to you. He put his hand on your shoulder, you jumped under his touch because you didn't expect this, you were busy watching your boyfriend having fun with his team mate and team.

"You must be proud of your boyfriend, didn't you?"- Zak asked looked at his papaya drivers.

"Of course, I'm! Look at him, he is so happy"- you felt lil smile on your face when you looked at him once again.

"I'm the proudest girlfriend now, Oscar also did great today"- you gave Zak a nice smile.

"Yeah that's true, boys get along well and this is very important for the good of the team, they are also great racers" - he smiled to you.

"Ye...- you couldn't finish your sentence because you felt two strong arms wrapped around your waist - that was him, you can feel how you are melting under his touch.

"So you two guys are gossiping about me, right?"- Lando looked at you with a mixture of proud and sneaky.

"Uhh yeah pretty boy, you got us"- you blushed and looked at him with your puppy eyes, you know that it really turns him on...

Lando and you said goodbye to Zak and the team and went towards to his driver room. Lando closed the door, put down his trophy with big No.2 on it. Without a word he went closer to you and gave you massive, warmly and lil sweaty hug. You two stayed like this for a moment, you moved closer to his ear and whisper softly

"I'm so proud of you baby, you did a great job today".

You feel lil smile on his face, he raised his head and gave you gentle kiss on your forehead, you started to smile either when you lost in his beautiful eyes. You was overjoyed that you can enjoy his happiness with him so close. Lando break the silence

"I need to take a quick shower, then we can go back to the hotel" - smiled slightly, you nooded as an agreement.

After 30 minutes, you left Silverstone paddock together. You went to his McLaren 765LT Spider. When you reach the hotel, you met with crowd of fans with papaya caps and shirts, amazing view... When you get off from Lando's McLaren, you waited for him watching him take a photos with his fans and give them autographs. After 5 minutes he took your hand and you went straight to the hotel room.

When you finally entered to your hotel room you went to the bathroom to take a shower and do your daily skin care. You wear black short gym leggings and oversized dark pink shirt. Before left you applicated a colourless but shiny lip gloss. When you left the bathroom you saw Lando just in his grey sweatpants and boxers, standing in the middle of the room, he talked with someone from McLaren. You got an idea.... He stands with his back to you and he didn't hear when you left the bathroom. You waited for him to finish the call leaning against the door frame. You had time to observe your beautiful boyfriend. You could take a look at each inch of him.

Finally when he put the phone down, he suddenly felt warmth around his hips. You hug him from behind as tightly as you could. You loosen your grip so he could turn to you. Lando started to look at you still with a lil shock but with smile on his face. You started to staring into his big beautiful blue eyes, they are so... oh god you lost in them again...

Lando staring into your beautiful face too, tried to look and remember every part of it. Finally your eyes meeting in an electric gaze.

"What did I do to deserve such surprises, hm baby?"- he smirked.

You put your best puppy eyes with quick answer

"My pretty boy always deserves for all the best surprises"- you didn't wait long for the response.

He moved closer to you and close the gap between you in softly and warmly kiss. Lando put his hands on your waist, and you put your hands on back of his neck.

The kiss turned into two tongues fight. Lando grabbed your waist and you wrapped your legs on his hips. Your hands moved into his dark brown curls, you love to touch them this way. He break the kiss to take a breath and looking straight to your eyes, at the same time he walked towards the bed. He tasted so good, you had no idea how bad you needed this.

Lando gently pushed you into bed. He walked on the top of you this way you were between his legs. Lan closed the gap between your lips again, this time with more dominant kiss and placed his hand on your cheek.

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His other hand found way under your shirt and he started to play with your boobie and nipple. You moaned into his mouth during the kiss with a pleasure, you can feel how bad you are melting under his touch.

Lando moved down to your neck placed a gentle kisses on them. Still playing with your nipple, he started to make on your neck some hickeys, you moaned but louder this time. You put your hands into his brown fluffy curls and felt you getting wet. In the same time Lan squeezed your boobie and lifted his head so he could look at you, focusing your full attention on him. You nodded with agreement, in one smooth move he took off your shirt and started to suck your nipple.

"Lan pleaaaase baby please"- you moaned.

He lifted his head to look at you, moved closer to your ear and whisper

"Tell me baby, what you want me to do to you", he said with this his sassy gaze.

He started to place more hickeys but this time on your soft boobies.

"Fuck me Lan, fuck me baby pleaseee".

You felt a lil smile on his face. Then you felt warm lips on yours and in the same time Lando started to rip you from your gym pants and underwear. He moved his strong arm higher and higher up your thigh. Your needy pussy were completely wet now. He lowered his head.

"Lan pleaa..."- you begged him but you weren't able to finish when you felt his tongue against your clit. You moaned loudly and threw your head back. Lan licked and tasted every inch of you and you two enjoyed this.

"Lan I'm so closee"- you moaned.

He slow down and gave you a few kisses on your wet pussy.

"Beg me baby, beg me how bad you want to come, come for me"- he smirked with proud. You did exactly what he wanted.

"Please pretty boy please, let me come"

You moaned so loud when he put his two fingers into your wet, needy pussy. You moaned with a pleasure. He started to move them slowly.

"Lan faster, pleeease baby fasteeer", you can't help because you moaned after every word what's even more turned Lando on.

"L Laan I'm c closee" you moaned to him.

He moved his fingers a lil bit faster when you finally came into his fingers. He put out his fingers from you and started to placed gentle kisses on your thighs. Then he went higher and higher and finally he went again to your boobies, started to do circles with his tongue on your nipple. You played with his god damn good curls.

When he lifted his head you put your hands on the back of his head and placed soft kisses on his neck, you can feel him melting under your touch. You whisper to him

"Lan fuck me please, fuck me as hard as you can babyy".

You lifted up and switched the position, now you were on top of Lando, in quick moves you rip off his sweatpants, now he was just in his boxers. He was between you legs so you started to move your hips on his. You can feel how hard he is, Lan grab your hips and moved his arms with them. Now he moaned and begged for more, for entering into you.

"So pretty boy, what do you want me to do to you hmm?"- you decided to play with his own game.

You can't help, in one smooth movement you took off his boxers and now you can see how big and hard he is.

"I.."- he wasn't able to finish when you grabbed his chock in one hand and the other gripped on his hips. You started slowly moved your hand up and down and then quicker and quicker. Lan moaned as you last time and even louder and threw his head back.

"Babyy I I'm cloo ose" he moaned.

"I want you to cum into me babyy".

You didn't have to wait for an answer. Lando grabbed your waist and now he was again on top and you layed on bed. You wrapped your legs around his hips and put your arms around his neck and he finally can entered into you. You two moaned loudly. Lan entered slowly but started to move his hips faster and faster. You enjoy this feeling when his big chock filled perfectly your tight pussy.

"Ha arder L Lan h harder" your words were punctuated by moans. Lando went faster and harder, you were so close to come.

Seconds later you felt his warm cum filled up all over your clit. You came a moment after him. It felt fuckin wonderful. He placed a few kisses on your neck. He put out his wet dick from your pussy and lay down next to you.

When he looked at you he started to smile. You played with his curls and think how perfect they are. You moved closer to him and whisper

"You did so perfect honey, I'm so proud of you"

He smirked and asked - "you mean on track or here, baby?" - asked with this his sassy smile but you fuckin love this and he knew this. You blushed and rolled your eyes

"Both" - you put your sneaky smirk on. You didn't wait long when Lando moved his hand on your cheek and closed the gap in a soft, gentle kiss on your lips.

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melanieph321 · 3 months

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Ruben Dias x Reader - Risk It All Part 5/6

This chapter 😫

Reader gets pregnant by Ruben. Although the two are not together Ruben promises to support her through the pregnancy, eventually letting reader stay with him until the child is born. (This fic includes alot of angst and serious topics)

Enjoy!

"Look at this one, isn't it cute?" You asked Ruben this, holding up a adorable little baby onesie. However, Ruben took one look at it and crinkled his nose. "Too pink." He muttered.

"Um, okay..." You put it back where you found it and followed Ruben down the aisle. It was a small shop in uptown Manchester that sold all the essentials for a newborn baby. You had begged Ruben to take you there for months and finally, on his day off, he did.

"How about this one?" You asked, holding up another onesie you found. It had patterns of baby elephants on them which you found lovely. Ruben however...

"Too blue." He grunted.

"Ruben?" You had enough of his foul mood. "If something is wrong just say it."

His eyes widened in suprise. "Y/N, I'm....I didn't mean to upset you."

"Well you did." You mumbled. "By not wanting to pick out any clothes for our baby."

He sighed, but stopped pushing the shopping cart, turning around to approch you. "I'm sorry okay." He pulled you in for a hug, tight and warm. Your arms barley reached around his waist. "Now, will you tell me what's bothering you?" You asked, because clearly something was.

"Nothing is bothering me. It's just that..."

"Yes?"

Your hug faded as he let you go. "It's just that..."

"Please Ruben, tell me."

He sighed once again. "The baby is due any day Y/N, and here I am off to training camp miles away from you."

It was true. Ruben and his team were leaving for a mid season training camp somwhere in Saudiarabia. However, you had no idea that he had doubts about going.

"Ruben." You said, in your most reassuring voice. "Yes, the doctors say that the baby is due any day. But that doesn't mean tomorrow or the day after that. It could be weeks from now and you're only leaving for a few days."

"Yes, I know but...." He pulled you in for another hug, this one even tighter. "I don't want to leave you alone."

"I won't be alone." You murmured into his shirt. You tiled your head up, resting your chin against the center of his torso. "Lina will be with me."

"Right, Lina..." Ruben hands went to each side of your face, cradling your head in his hands as he bent down to kiss your lips. He briefly pulled back, only to go in for another kiss and another, repeating the act until you giggled against his mouth. "I promise you Ruben, we'll be fine. You enjoy the training camp with your team."

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"So have you settled for any names yet?" Lina said, taking a swing of her glass of wine. She came by once a day to check on you whilst Ruben was away. She brought her own wine bottles since Ruben neither drank or kept any alcohol in the house.

"No, actually." You replied.

"No?"

"Ruben says It's bad luck."

"I bet he does." Lina chuckled. "Does he also make you drink those green smoothies every morning?"

"It's good for the baby." You blushed. But perhaps Ruben was a bit extravagant when it came to yours and the baby's general health. "At least he cares."

"You got me there." Lina said, putting down her glass. "I'll have to admit that I was wrong about him, he really does love you."

"I wouldn't say love." You mumbled, to which Lina frowned. "I mean he hasn't said those words exactly. I think it's more him, caring for me as the mother of his unborn child. He might not be as attached to me once she's born."

"So you have doubts?" Lina nodded, trying, but failing to judge you for it. She might have judged you less if she was aware of the agreement between you and Ruben, however Elena made you sign an NDA preventing you to tell anyone about it even long after the baby is born. "I just want what's best for my baby." You said indicating that she should drop the subject. Lina did so gladly as her phone buzzed, indicating that your food had arrived downstairs.

"Can I get it." You offered, since sitting still did nothing for your swollen feet.

"Sure thing hun, I'll start setting the table."

You made your way out of the apartment, moving slowly towards the elevator since your swollen belly prevented you from doing anything at a normal pace. You once told Ruben what a nightmare it would be to take the stairs down, to which he had responded by shrugging his shoulders, saying "Maybe I'll buy a house one day." It was sweet of him, to dream of a future life with you and the baby. You hadn't allowed yourself to that, simply because of the nature of your agreement and how your marriage to Ruben was practically arranged.

"Fuck." You sighed, with your back against the elevator wall as you stepped into it. You were drenched in sweat just from that short walk and your heart was beating fast. Pressing on the button to take you downstairs, you realized that there was water running down your legs, creating a puddle around your feet. "Oh no." You gasped. But just then the elevator doors closed and not as smooth as they were supposed to, but with a violent jerk. The lights then flicked on and off as the elevator felt like it was descending, slower than usual.

"Aaahhh."

You gritted your teeth with your hands resting on your belly. There was a sudden pain deep down in your abdomen and now you were sure that you were experiencing your first contraction.

"Somebody, help!" You shouted, however the elevator had gone dark and no longer moving.

"Hello, Y/N, is that you?"

It was Lina's voice, heard somewhere above your head.

"Yes. The elevator stopped and I think I'm having ahhhhhhh." You screamed as the pain hit once again, sharper than the previous one.

"Oh my god. Are you....did your water break?"

"YES!" You were on the floor now, withdrawn into a corner, a dark corner since you failed to see anything beyond the lights surrounding the elevator buttons.

"Shit. I think there's been a power outage." Lina's muffled up voice said. "The whole building is dark. But don't worry, I'll go get help. Just keep breathing."

You breathed and breathed but couldn't help but to feel the walls closing down on you. It was happening, it was really happening. You were going to give birth to your baby alone, with Ruben miles and miles away from you.

#fanfiction #football imagine #ruben dias #man city #manchester city #ruben dias x reader #footballer imagine #footballer x reader #ruben dias imagine #football angst

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