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#also there are so many good requests in my inbox :>
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Hello !!
Don’t mine me dropping in a request but I HAVE BECOME OBSESSED with your writing (it’s such a good way off letting off steam and the way you write the characters make it so bealive you can’t convince me u don’t work for vivziepop) ANYWAYS.
I was wondering if you could write headcannons for husk x oblivious!reader? Like basically EVERYONE in the hotel know that husk has a crush on the reader (even thought he keeps denying it) but reader is just oblivious to this. And like angel and alastor always tease him about this right in readers face and she just doesn’t get it which makes husk more flustered ? I HAVE FALLEN INTO THE RABBIT HOLE OF HUSKS DEEP VOICE 💔
(Reader could be gn or AFAB, really anything you are comfortable writing with :3!!)
Hope this reaches you in a good time :33 !!!!
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You guys- everytime I open my inbox and see such sweet messages and AMAZING requests— MY HEART CANT HANDLE IT.
That being said, this prompt is GOLD. I hope I did it justice!
Hazbin Hotel:
Husk x Oblivious!Reader
Warnings‼️: none really? Light swearing, Lots of fluff, Fem!Reader, use of Y/N.
~Not proofread~
To me, Husk is almost insecure about his feelings.
He likes to keep things real and genuine, done get me wrong, but he’s constantly listening to other people’s drama and thoughts.
He’s a good source of comfort for the hotel guests, including you. Someone who will listen to you without judgement.
I think how he starts falling for you has to do with this. You’d stay up late nights with Husk while he closes the bar, often times turning the tables on him.
Asking him how he’s doing, what he did throughout the day, even something as simple as asking fun facts about him
Your guys’ game of 20 questions became a norm every night. Slowly you creeped over the walls Husk had put around himself. Something Husk didn’t realize you had done until it was far too late.
The warm feeling he gets in his chest after your guys’ interactions wells up into butterflies in his gut. It doesn’t take long for him to get feelings for you when you were always nothing short of perfect in his eyes.
Since he’s one to usually keep his feelings to himself, he tries to hide this from you and the other attendees of the hotel.
But once he actually realizes he has a crush on you, oh buddy, is he OBVIOUS.
His calm and cool demeanor shifting into anxiety whenever anyone brings the topic of you up or even dares to ask if you two are an item.
It doesn’t help that Alastor can read him like a book after many years of owning Husk’s soul.
Even so, Husk can’t help the way his voice and demeanor soften whenever interacting with you.
I can definitely see Angel noticing this next and making a SCENE about it. He didn’t mean to embarrass his friend, but he can’t help poking fun.
(Also, Angel was mildly upset that Husk hadn’t just told him about his feelings towards you. Angel would be the best wingman.)
Angel does try to set the two of you up frequently, trying to nudge you guys to make things official.
Except one teensy weensy issue.
You completely misunderstood Husk’s advancements towards you as friendly banter.
Confusing your own interest towards him as simple excitement to hang out with him.
Angel and Alastor find this hilarious
Both of them are able to openly tease Husk around you while you have no clue what they’re insinuating.
They just watch Husk panic as they outright call him out on his crush. While you just stare at them confused as if they’re telling an inside joke.
It drives Husk bonkers how you don’t seem to catch on to his flirting or feelings for you.
He honestly doesn’t know what was worst, you not realizing his feelings, or the fact you responded to his advances so nonchalantly.
Can you imagine Husk gets the courage to hold your hand or something, and you’re just like
‘Oh this is a thing now! Alright anyways-.’
And just move on as if nothing happened/changed.
He even asks you out on dates occasionally, but instead of it turning out as alone time, you end up inviting other hotel members.
And he just can’t say no to you so he’s left with joining a group dinner, with apologetic looks from Angel and amused grins from Alastor.
When Husks asks for it to just be the two of you, you assume he’s in an argument with the other hotel attendees.
“Oh are you in an argument with Angel right now? What happened?”
“Is Alastor pissing you off? I can talk to Charlie about it! She’ll get it handled.”
It drives Husk NUTS. Every innocent move you make leaves him even more flustered.
The fact that you don’t even seem phased by it leaves him feeling frustrated and kind of rejected.
Which was never your intent! You just didn’t understand your feelings for the ex overlord and his towards you.
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You were in Angel’s hotel room. He was picking out an outfit for you, throwing you in all different kinds of combinations. Different dresses with different styles, cute skirts and tops, jumpsuits, you name it. You enjoyed the little game of dress up he was playing with you, but you weren’t sure the exact reasoning for suddenly using you as a model.
“Okay okay, this one is so cute.” You walk out of Angel’s bathroom, a huge grin on your face. Angel looks over towards you, wolf whistling as he looks you up and down.
You were dolled up in a burnt orange dress that was bedazzled in rhinestones. The shiny stones making diamond patterns along the dress. It had puffy sleeves made of tool that fell off your shoulders. The dress hugged your waist and the skirt flowed out, reaching just past your knee.
You look at yourself in the full length mirror, doing a little spin to see yourself in full view. Angel approached you, making sure the zipper on the back of the dress was all the way up and secure.
“You look hot, toots! The color really suits you.” Angel compliment while you ruffled your hair to give it more volume. You giggle at his compliment, continuing to admire yourself in the mirror.
There was a timid knock on Angel’s door, making the spider demon grin and turn on his heel. You kept admiring your outfit in the mirror while Angel answered the knock.
“Right on time!” Angel said as he opened the door. You look in the mirror to see who was at the door behind you. Husk was there, grumbling a bit at Angel’s enthusiasm.
Your smile brightened, turning to look over at Husk. Once he got full view of you in that dress, he froze, his face flushing dark hues of magenta. Husk was also dressed nicely, more put together than usual. His hat not on its usually place between his ears, his hair done up nice, a burnt orange bow tie complimenting a new grey suit he was wearing.
“Hey, look, we match!” You exclaim, grinning ear to ear. Angel sighed while Husk blinked out of his tiny daydream.
“I- uh.. looks like we do.” Husk muttered, his embarrassment getting the better of him. You both stayed quiet for a bit, the anticipation absolutely killing Angel. After what felt like ages of silence, Angel went over to you, nudging you towards Husk.
“Ahem, (Y/N), Husk here was actually wondering if you would accompany him tonight. There’s this new place that he’s been dying to try. It’s got some real fancy food!” Angel gave Husk a look as he tried to get the ball rolling. Husk only blushed and looked towards you to see how you reacted to his- well Angel’s- proposal.
“Ooo! Sounds great! I’d love to. Are you coming too?” You questioned. The ask made Husk die a little inside.
“No, nope. I’ve got some uh..things to attend to! So just the two of you. A date, you could call it.” Angel clarified, giving a not so subtle wink towards Husk, who returned it with a glare.
You feel your face heat up and for some reason your heart seems to skip a beat. Just you and Husk? There was nothing wrong with that. But the idea excited you nonetheless. Now that you thought about it, it was rare you and Husk got time alone outside the hotel. Sure he had suggested going out often. But not on.. a date as Angel had suggested.
You smile, moving to link your arm with Husk’s, “Yeah! That sounds great actually.”
Husk looks surprised at your reaction, he was halfway expecting you to suggest inviting anyone else to the outing. He can’t help the grin that forms on his face.
“Well then.. let’s get out of here.” Husk says, guiding you out of Angel’s room. As the two of you are walking down the hallways, Angel calls out to the both of you.
“Have fun, lovebirds! Husk, don’t ruin that dress, it was expensive!” Angel shouts, making Husk flip him off, grumbling a bit.
“Are we eating messy food? I can change-..” You start, but Husk cuts you off.
“No- No, sweetheart, Angel is just a prick. Don’t worry.. let’s just focus on tonight.”
“Just us..”
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peaches2217 · 2 months
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I'm slowly but surely easing back into writing now that I'm acclimating to my new job! I can't say for certain when I'll have my next completed piece up, so in the meantime, please have the first page and a half of one of my longer WIPs, because if I don't post something I am going to gnaw my arm off like an understimulated animal. So please accept this gift which I'm presently calling...
Musings on a Motivation (WIP, also still looking for a less cringy title 😅)
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“Did you truly want to marry me? Or did you just want to take Bowser’s victory for your own?”
Peach presented Mario with this question in the Snow Kingdom, huddled across from him in the corner of some Shiverian cafe. Her quiet voice was resolute, yet she couldn’t tear her eyes from the mug of hot chocolate in her hands.
For the first time in two days, Mario felt cold. She had warned him, told him she was going to bring it up again, but he didn’t feel any more prepared in spite of the advance alert.
“There’s no wrong answer,” she assured him, and though her smile was sad, it was equally sincere. “No matter what you tell me, I won’t think any differently of you. I just… I want to know.”
He nodded, though his head felt heavy and disconnected from his shoulders. Right. He supposed he did owe her an answer.
This wasn’t the first time they were discussing the incident on the moon. He knew for a fact it wouldn't be the last, either.
Half an hour after the offending event, Mario had broken the silence of the trip back home with an apology, face flushing redder and redder with shame the more he dwelled on it. His princess, l’amore della sua vita, the one he would travel to the ends of the earth and beyond for, had almost been forced into a marriage with the Koopa King Bowser, the very creature who caused her constant torment.
And what had Mario done after saving her from a marriage she hadn't asked for? Tried cornering her into another one. Proposed to her, a proposal that was quickly challenged by Bowser himself. Gotten into a squabble over her hand with the aforementioned creature like two boys fighting over a plastic toy. All of this minutes after rescuing her.
Peach had tiredly forgiven him, but asked to discuss it further once they were home and rested. Three days later, she reaffirmed her pardon over cake and tea, but held none of her own feelings on the matter back: how childishly he’d painted himself in her eyes, how she felt like nothing more than a trophy, some grand prize that would go to whoever shoved flowers in her face the hardest, how little she worried he valued her affections if he actually thought Bowser, of all people, was competition. The timing was bad, the execution was infinitely worse, and she felt both affronted and humiliated by the last man she ever expected to cause her such distress. 
Mario, for his part, was grateful. If she could feel all of those things — if he could cause her to feel all of those things — but she could still forgive him, then perhaps she still trusted him. 
But it stung no less to hear, and it certainly didn’t soften the blow when she asked for a break. 
“I need a vacation,” she had sighed. “We both… we need space. Some time apart.” Mario had numbly agreed.
In parting, he had taken her hand and pressed a gentle kiss to her knuckles, wishing her safety and happiness on whatever ventures she had planned; she had excused herself quickly, but not quickly enough to hide the first of her tears. That image routinely kept Mario awake into the early hours of the morning.
Glancing at the untouched slice of cake lying before him, he gulped. That had been a month ago. Peach had parted from the kingdom the following afternoon, and after a few lethargic days hiding beneath his blankets, Mario heeded the pleas of his brother and his newest friend and decided a vacation didn’t sound half bad. 
Luigi elected to stay home and tend to some sort of balloon-adjacent business, yet even without his twin, Mario found himself mercifully distracted. It began as a week-long expedition to both the major landmarks and best hidden alcoves of Cappy’s home nation. But somewhere between Big Beanie and Bucket-Hat Palace, their sightseeing stint segued into another hunt for Power Moons, fueled this time by adventure and pure entertainment rather than necessity, and Mario came to discover that an international game of hide-and-seek is an excellent way to distract oneself from heartbreak. 
So that was what he threw himself into, and the less excitable but every bit as goal-oriented Cappy was more than happy to assist. Yesterday was Day 35 of their adventure, and having spent the previous week roughing it in the choking heat of the Forgotten Isle, they’d agreed easily that a cooler change in scenery would do them both good. They arrived in the Snow Kingdom that morning and planned to spend the day acclimating in the (relative) warmth of Shiveria, then soldier on in their quest with no end goal. 
But just barely within the walls of the town, a black beret and a halo of golden hair stopped Mario in his tracks. 
Peach’s face was flush from the cold, but her eyes shined brighter and bluer than the carbonated sea of Bubblaine, and she called his name with all the warmth of a stroll along its sunny shores, and how his legs didn’t give out on the spot he wasn’t entirely sure. Suddenly the month that had flown by without her felt like an eternity. 
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If y’all have any feedback thus far I would appreciate it most sincerely, I wanna make sure it’s at least somewhat coherent so far!!
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gingerbreadmonsters · 6 months
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ginger, cracking an eyelid and thinking about opening requests for a little bit? its more likely than you think 👀👀
#redacted asmr#i never say it in as many words but my askbox is almost always open 🥳🥳#to be honest i am rubbish at actually filling reqs so its probably not a good idea#im so fucking picky about what to write and the kinds of things that appeal to me#plus like....... most reqs that come in tend to be for things that im either not great at and/or dont particularly vibe with yk#its nobodys fault that writing david feels like pulling teeth its just the way it is you get me#hence why in my pinned it makes it clear that i take Suggestions rather than Requests#thing is i could do reqs or we could do like another ask game or smth#yeah another issue w me and reqs is that my little goblin brain just CANNOT stay on track and it fucks me up Every Time 😭😭#the prompt will be like 'uhhhh elliott sunshine beach day fluff uwu' and i will get 100 words in and#think 'wait what if they were actually dead/imprisoned/doomed the whole time that would be so fun' and then thats all i can write#i mean i started what was SUPPOSED to be DAMN crew cute halloween fluffy stuff and all of a sudden they're all dead so#not a great track record on my part#i cant stand a close plan there has to be room for improvisation#which is awkward when someone has asked for smth specific 🫣🫣#ginger rambles#oh also anon is off bc i am not putting up with any more ridiculous horseplay in my inbox no sir#fuck around in my askbox and..... actually don't find out bc surprise! i deleted it already sorry who are you again
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m1d-45 · 1 year
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OH SHIR REQUESTS ARE CLOSED OMG IM SORRY CANCEL OUT THAT REQUEST SORRY
plz take breaks and take ur time sorry I didn't read before I sent that in I just noticed it.
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it’s alright, don’t worry about it <3 mistakes happen.
i’m not gonna delete your ask, so don’t worry abt resending it when they’re open again. don’t beat yourself up over it, and have a nice day. have a cup of crisp ice water if you haven’t.
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truethes · 8 months
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tart.aglia vc: hey girlie
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softguarnere · 1 year
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I wanted to update LAGLAM and work on requests this weekend SO BAD but first week homework is taking forever and family drama is keeping me on my toes, so if I post either it'll probably be later this week 🫶🏼 I miss writing for our boys already 😭
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planete777 · 3 months
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LEAF TAPES 2・⁠。♪ LN4
( lando norris x fem!reader ft. oscar piastri )
read part 1!
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IN WHICH. after months of radio silence, y/n and lando go trending for the same thing again... but this time, it's not only them.
WARNINGS. 18+, MINORS DNI!, non consensual explicit video leaked, sexual descriptions, twitter environement, mentions of getting high (as per), very self indulgent so just sit back and enjoy
NOTE. it's finally here!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i've answered your requests, i hope you guys like it. my back aches from doing this so im gonna knock myself out lol. anyways, last fic for a few weeks, but i'll still be online/idle so u can still drop by my inbox if u want. okay ill let u go now bye and enjoy!!!!!
‧₊˚✩彡 taglist @laciijane @ferrarrigirl @norrizzandpia @mimi-luvzyu @multifandomwhore-003 (use askbox if you'd like to be added!)
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yn_ln
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yn_ln life lately <3
>comments<
landonorris literally obsessed with you
landonorris love the last picture who's that on the left -> yn_ln what happened to being obsessed with me :((( -> landonorris sorry 😅 i mean the left. -> user 😭
user oscar cameo!!!!! OSCAR!!! CAMEO!!!
user i want both of them!!11!!1!1! i can take both of you!!!! -> user so real
user couple goals.... brb just setting up the toaster and the bath
oscarpiastri picture 2.... minutes before disaster -> landonorris disaster??? i found it pretty entertaining -> yn_ln i'm still recovering 🤭 -> user CARE TO SHARE??? I WANNA KNOW!!! -> user yn girlie............ let's gossip -> yn_ln no can do luv xx 😌
oscarpiastri anyways i look so good -> yn_ln humble yourself babe x -> landonorris what she said ^ -> user don't listen to them oscar, you do love good ❤ -> oscarpiastri trust me, i know 😏
lily_mhe loved going out with u bby <3 -> yn_ln yes!! we should do it again.... without the boys 😒 -> alexalbon uhm wow -> landonorris i need to get used to sharing the loml </3 -> oscarpiastri lol -> yn_ln 🤭
user she's so pretty "$%$£"£$(!"£$
user why are they being so cryptic 😩 -> user they wanna kill me
user 🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨 -> user i've got so many questions
user lily and y/n are for the girlies xx sorry i do not make the rules -> yn_ln speak it!!! -> lily_mhe yup!!
maxfewtrell no pic creds?? -> yn_ln i can give donations? -> user LMAOAOAO -> user max being bullied pt 2838474
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landonorris
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landonorris ♾
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yn_ln look at us trending for the second time in 2 months 😝 -> landonorris ikr such icons -> oscarpiastri quite fun tbh -> user 😭 -> user u lot realllyyyyy dgaf and i love that for you
oscarpiastri i give the best cuddles ik -> landonorris u also give the best 🧠 -> yn_ln AND WHAT ABT ME? -> landonorris oh yeah... ig -> user what the fuck is going on??? 😭 -> user in broad daylist insta comments
user im surprised he didn't post a lil snippet on ig like yn did last time -> user literally 💀 -> user he wants us to have the full experience on twt fr
carlossainz55 im begging u, plz no more -> alexalbon 🙏 -> charlesleclerc 🙏 -> georgerussell 🙏 -> pierregasly 🙏 -> yukitsunoda 🙏 -> danielricciardo 🙏 -> lewishamilton 🙏 -> user they are going THROUGH IT!! -> landonorris we'll think abt it
user surprised, but not disappointed
yn_ln no more 🐱 for u! -> landonorris NO. U CAN'T DO THIS TO ME. -> user he survives purely off of the kitty cat. i support the hustle -> oscarpiastri spare the man 🙏 -> yn_ln nah he can just watch -> oscarpiastri fine by me
user foursome?? -> user join the line
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elusivewildflower · 2 years
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I have been so busy with work and appointments on my days off this month and all I wanna do is sit and watch tv and write 😭😭
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gottaluvharry · 7 months
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carlos sainz jr x pregnant!reader
summary: your son has a few questions about why his little sister is in your belly, and carlos is happy to explain
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Lazy mornings with your little family were your favorite. You smiled to yourself as you woke to the hushed whispers of your husband and your son. As you turn to face the other side of the bed, you’re met with 2 pairs of brown puppy dog eyes and 2 identical smiles.
“Buenos dias, mama!” good morning mom your son screeched, proud of himself for using Spanish. “Buenos dias baby” you say through a smile. He latches on to your neck and you feel Carlos’ hand rubbing patterns on your stomach. “Morning hermosa” beautiful he says going in for a kiss. “How is little girl?” he asks. “Sleeping I think. She must be tired after all the kicking she did last night” you groan, recalling the many hours you were woken due to the relentless kicking in your stomach. “lo lamento, se amable con mami” i’m sorry, be nice to mommy he says leaning to talk to his unborn daughter. You just laugh and shake your head at the pout he has on his face, guiding him up by his chin to give him another kiss.
“Papa,” your little boy starts, breaking you and Carlos apart. “How did baby get in mommy’s belly?” he asks as he puts his hand over Carlos’ on your stomach. “Well hijo” son Carlos starts. “Me and mommy love each other, and we made your sister together because we love each other” he says, hoping it’s enough to settle your sons curiosity. “Like when you and mommy make pancakes together?” he asks, now moving to sit in his fathers lap. “No, not like when we make pancakes” he laughs. “He is just made out of love, baby. When 2 people love each other so much and want a little baby like you, they will make one. That’s all I can tell you” he says, avoiding a heavier subject. “But mommy, did it hurt when baby went in your tummy?” he now turns to you with fear in his eyes over the thought of you hurting. “No buddy it didn’t hurt” you assure him, ruffling his hair; but you don’t miss the smirk Carlos sends your way remembering the night in question. “So why does baby stay in mommy’s belly for so long?” he asks, now turning to look at Carlos for the answer. “That’s just where they grow buddy. Babies need lots of space to grow and the only place there is enough room is in a mommy’s tummy” he responds. “Oh” he hums, taking in all the information he’s learning. “But how does baby come out?” he goes on, his eyes lighting up when he gets another question. “When he is ready to come out me and Mommy will go to the hospital and the doctors will help her come out” Carlos answers. “But does it hurt?” your son asks, once again scared of you being hurt. “Only a little bit” you say, “but it is worth it because then we get to hold your little sister”.
As your son continues asking questions and Carlos continues tracing patterns across your stomach, you can’t help but smile at the little life you’ve created. Who knew one bed could hold so much love on a random morning.
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hope you guys enjoyed this short little blurb:) sorry it’s been so long since i’ve posted, there was a lot going on and then i started school but in honor of Carlos’ birthday AND pole today i figured i’d post something!! might clear my drafts out and post some more in the next week or so<3
also my inbox is open, so request anything if you have any ideas! or if you just want to talk to someone, feel free!
okay last thing, thank you all for the support, it’s so special to me to have people with the same interests reading and liking my work, i want to give you all hugs<333
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rvfecamerons · 7 months
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》 TOXIC pt. III -- rafe cameron x reader
{ series masterlist }
word count — 4.2k+
warnings — MDNI; toxic!babydaddy!rafe, smut, mentions of noncon/abuse/degradation, honestly nowhere near as toxic as the other 2 chapters lol, also lmk if i’m missing something!!
a/n — so so sorry this took so long!! i honestly don’t love this chapter and struggled w an ending so its almost kinda open ended so u can decide what u would do/i can come back and write another chapter sometime.. so this may or may not be the final chapter. also ignore the smut i’m new to writing fics so kind of dancing around the smut atm!! also this was not proofread haha
THANK YOU for all of the incredible feedback on my first fics. i appreciate u all!! pls pls leave feedback/requests!! i want to write more but i need ideas. ily all <3 ALSO THX FOR 300+ FOLLOWERS WTF…….
p.s i just realized i didnt have my inbox open smh… it’s open now so plsss send requests or just interact in general <3
summary — rafe decides he wants to be a family again, now he just has to convince you…
taglist: tagging anyone who asked + commenters i thought might wanna be tagged!! @bbsxsaa @strangespinapple @edmnsnxgf @katebaesworld @lastkissh @rentaldarling @alyisdead @reinxeh @daisylovesrafe
Rafe Cameron was never much of a present father to begin with.
His own beginnings played a hand in the kind of father, or lack there of, that he is today.
He loves the idea of posessing anything. Having ownership over something or someone, totally and completely.
Rafe knew college would be the hand that tore through the web of your relationship. He’d figured you’d meet a whole array of suitors, ones that were anger and daddy issue free. Ones with normal temperments and appreciation for their partners. Ones who wanted to build and grow with their girlfriends, not control or neglect them.
Getting you pregnant was the ultimate power move over you. It was his way of staking his claim, forcing you to be tied to him, whether you wanted to or not.
Your cries had served as the background music to the most beautiful picture you could’ve painted for him - two lines on a tiny white stick.
He revelled in the positive test, and a sense of accomplishment filled him. He felt powerful. You thought you could disrespect him, dispose of him and move on to the next like everyone else… but he’d showed you who really had the final say.
Rafe had hoped for a boy. In fact, his mind never once entertained the other possibility. He’d imagined raising his son, a smaller version of himself who he’d make sure would have a better father figure than he did. His always favored his two sisters over him. Every. Single. Time.
So imagine the emotions Rafe felt when the doctor ran a small wand over your stomach, spreading around the cold gel to reveal a girl.
A fucking girl.
Not a little Rafe.
A little… Sarah.
A little Wheezie.
Rafe broke down that night. He snorted too many lines and chugged too many beers to count while trying to push his impending doom out of his mind.
When Y/D/N arrived, Rafe tried to find that emotional connection he always longer for. He thought maybe the feeling would be instant. That he would automatically be drawn to the little girl who wrapped her tiny fingers around one of his own.
But it didn’t come quick at all. You didn’t even want to be with him anyway, and that threw off his entire plan.
Rafe had expected you to cling to him when she was born, and you did for awhile, but eventually you had a growing ball of energy to care for, with little time or patience left for his antics.
The fact that you didn’t want to be with him, but also didn’t want to be with anyone else, infuriated Rafe. Unless you counted the affection of your newborn, Rafe had absolutely no competition, and yet he still wasn’t good enough.
He never was. Story of his fucking life.
So, he decided to drag you through a custody battle, which allowed him to scare you into what he deemed was a good level of submission to start.
Postpartum also didn’t help, acting as an ally for Rafe, helping him play into your insecurities and weaknesses for months after Y/D/N was born.
It all slowly sucked you back into the toxic, possessive cycle you’d shared with Rafe to begin with.
If Rafe kept every date that was set aside for him to he with Y/D/N by the judge, then it was a good week. But good weeks were a rarity with the oldest Cameron.
You’d spent the first four years of your daughter’s life assuming majority of the parental responsibilities, while Rafe was pretty much only good for funneling money to your bank account, playing daddy enough to convince your daughter she had more than one genuine, consistent parent, and making your life hell otherwise.
Your daughter loved him nonetheless, and you told yourself you’d never rob her of the image she had of her father or the relationship they shared, no matter how much you wanted to spite him… no matter what kind of emotional toll it took on you.
Rafe comes across your Instagram post as he’s finishing off the second bottle in that night’s 6-pack. Y/D/N, perched high on your hip, laughing and smiling while you beamed up at her.
It was a picture any decent father would’ve been happy to see. He should be smiling. He should be excited and proud of his little girl for trying her hand at her very first sport or organized activity in general. More importantly though…
He should be there.
But instead, you wanted someone else to take pictures, capture all of the memories he was missing out on.
Or even worse, be in the picture, smiling next to you with an arm draped around his daughter. Around his girls. Everyone would see you post the new guy, and they’d automatically know that Rafe Cameron fucked another thing up.
They already knew he couldn’t be a good son. He couldn’t be a good brother. He couldn’t be a good boyfriend, so of course, he couldn’t be a good father. And nobody would be surprised.
He wouldn’t have it. He couldn’t have it.
Icy blue irises were glued to the screen, while the mind above them trailed off to a darker scene.
The hands encompassing his phone suddenly stole his attention. They were veiny and large, large enough to almost swallow the device whole. Large enough to wrap around your entire neck, fingers locking together in the back, not even an inch of space spared.
He had choked you with these hands. Pushed you, hit you, hurt you. He’d placed the same gentle hands on your daughter, that he’d almost choked you out with literally moments before.
Rafe never intended on being like his father. But he’d only ever seen his dad solve problems one way - with violence. So he didn’t know how else to react when you triggered him, made him angry or upset.
And who’s to say what he would’ve done, had Rose not barged in on the scene as it was unfolding? Maybe she stopped him from doing something he would regret.
Everyone only ever told Rafe how much of a failure he was. They only recognized him when he fucked something up. He desperately wanted to avoid adding his daughter to the list of fuck-ups. He wanted to erase her name, and yours too.
He had wanted to be with you. Love you, take care of you, provide for you. And deep down, he wanted a family. He wanted a chance to have his own family, and do things how he wanted, and come home to people who loved him and wanted him around. But he’d never been one to express his feelings or desires in healthy ways.
As he tossed the glass bottle further out onto the terrace, Rafe took one more glance at the picture and decided tonight would be the night he tried to change that.
He made his way inside, grabbed his car keys and headed towards his truck. —
“Rafe, please,” you tried to hide the worry that laced your tone as you entered your condo, only to find Rafe in the kitchen. You’d just returned home from a great night, and wanted desperately to avoid ruining it over a confrontation with Rafe. “I don’t wanna fight today-“
“I’m not-“ Rafe cut himself off, closing his eyes and taking a breath deep enough to reset his demeanor. “I’m not here to fight.”
The boy can’t seem to meet your gaze, and you don’t miss the rare sight.
“What are you doing here?”
“How was her practice?” The question didn’t answer yours, but it did surprise you. As did his calm tone, gentle demeanor and seemingly sorrowful eyes. His blue orbs glistened as…tears threatened to brim? Was he going to cry?
You couldn’t take your eyes off of the man before you. Wide irises stayed planted on him even as you placed your purse on the kitchen island.
“Fine,” You could tell the one-worded response left him a little disappointed, like he’d been fishing for more.
“I-it was fine. She did really well. Fit right in with the other kids, even the ones that were older than her.”
He still said nothing, just nodding his head as it hung low.
His head shot up when you offered, “Wanna see some pictures?” He nodded with more of a purpose now, hoping you’d spare more than just the ones the rest of social media had already seen.
You rounded the island to meet Rafe on the other side, the tall man towering behind you as you began showing off your camera roll.
And for once, his close presence wasn’t intimidating you. It didn’t make you uncomfortable to have him hovering over your shoulder, peering through your phone. This time, he was going through it without having to sneak around you. He was invited into the tiny device in your hands. And for once, he didn’t feel an overwhelming urge to snatch the phone and pry through your texts or calls, making sure no other guys were monopolizing your attention. He simply wanted to see more of the morning he’d selfishly missed out on. Of the girls he was missing out on.
“Wow…” Wow. His daughter looked right at home on the gym mats, like she belonged in a pastel pink leotard, tumbling and flipping her little heart out.
“Listen, I-“ You instinctively flinched away as Rafe brought a hand to your arm. You’d already been struggling to ignore the way his chest brushed against your back as your scrolled through the pictures. His fingers were soft, resting gently on your arm rather than curling around it with the usual bone-crushing grip.
He immediately retreated at your body’s reflex, throwing his hands up quickly in defense.
“I…I’m not gonna hurt you, Y/N.” You were nervous to spin around and lock eyes again. You almost couldn’t even will yourself to, too worried that a dime would drop and Rafe’s demeanor would split and change as it often did.
You didn’t have to move though. Rafe placed both hands on your arms, carefully spinning you around to face him.
This time, your eyes did meet, but you couldn’t read the expression he wore.
“I’m…” he let out a frustrated sigh, eyes closed as he unballed fists he didn’t even know he’d made. He pressed his hands flat out in front of him, as if trying to regain his focus. What was he trying to say?
“I’m trying to say… I’m sorry.” He had to force the words out, and you truthfully didn’t know what to say.
An apology, let alone one that actually sounded even a bit sincere, was the last thing you’d ever dreamed of hearing from Rafe.
“I hate that I wasn’t there today. I-I don’t wanna miss anymore of her… stuff.” He was playing with his hands now. Nervous was a new look for the kook, one you never saw much of.
“I…I wanna be a family, Y/N.”
All you could do was stare up at him, wondering if your expression was as unreadable as his had been.
What were you supposed to say?
You’d dreamed of things working out with Rafe. You’d always wanted your daughter to grow up in one house with both parents, a luxury many aren’t afford these days. But Rafe had turned out to be everything everyone said he was, and your plan to ‘fix him’ had never played out how you’d wanted. 
But now that the opportunity to be a family seemed to present itself, you couldn’t help the hesitation you felt.
“I know I haven’t been the kind of… dad that I, that I should be,” the word sounded almost painful to get out. “But I want to make it up to you. To the both of you.”
Your eyes jumped to his hands as he began gliding them up and down your arms, bringing goosebumps to your skin.
You couldn’t even recall a time when Rafe had been this kind to you. This gentle. This vulnerable, this sincere, this remorseful.
Rafe never aplogized for putting his hands on you. Didn’t say sorry for forcing you to be sexual with him even if you weren’t together or weren’t in the mood. Didn’t show any remorse for weekends or dates missed with your daughter.
Rafe apologized for things like making you think it was okay to wear certain things in public, just because he’d bought them for you. He’d offer a ‘sorry you feel that way’, anytime you voiced the desire to not be subjected to his antics anymore.
So, who could blame you for being rendered speechless at Rafe’s remorsefulness right now?
His hands grabbed your attention again, now trailing down your sides. They grazed your hips before meeting your hands, filling the spaces between your fingers with his own.
“I’m gonna be a better man, Y/N.” He pulled one hand behind your back, still intertwined with yours before smoothing it out along the small of your back, gently drawling you closer to him.
When he dropped your other hand to cup your cheek instead, you couldn’t help but lean into his touch. It was warm, and you could almost feel a bit of…love behind it? It was the same gentle touch he’d laid on your daughter the day before, moments after prying his hands from your neck.
“Let me make it up to you…” You brought your eyes up to meet his again, and this time, you felt both surprised and anxious as you noticed the man leaning down towards you. Your eyes fell to his lips, beautiful and soft, and headed right for yours.
The kiss was slow at first, Rafe obviously not wanting to push the limit with the first loving gesture he was making to you in months. Maybe even years.
You didn’t fight it, instead allowing your lips to intertwine with Rafe’s. Your fingertips slowly teased up and down his biceps. It was a nice feeling, pulling his arms towards you, instead of clawing and pushing at them to release you from whatever grip Rafe had deemed fitting at the time.
That was the green light Rafe needed to move further. His hands met your hips again, giving them a quick squeeze before walking you backwards until your lower back met the kitchen island.
Your hands were all over each other at this point. You let out a gasp as Rafe tightened his grip on your hips, hoisting you up to sit on the island in front of him, legs parting as he moved to fill the gap between them.
You were hanging onto his every touch, eyes locked to him as he inhaled sharply, taking in your sweet scent before he opened his eyes to meet yours again.
“I love you, Y/N…” it came out so quietly, and you couldn’t find words to say. Nothing would suffice the way you felt in this moment, chills and heart both racing alike as Rafe breathed against your lips. Large hands rested on your thighs as he manuvered your clothes to leave kisses where he wanted. His lips trailed down from yours to your neck, stomach, thighs…
“Let me show you how much I love you, Y/N/N…” his words were barely above a whisper now as he kneeled in front of you. The nickname had you almost ready to tear up, you didn’t think you’d ever hear him mouth the word again. 
Warm, wet kisses were left on your inner thighs, eliciting a small moan from your lips as they parted. “Rafe…”
“I’ve been so horrible to you, Y/N/N.” He started toying with the hem of your skirt, pushing it up to your hips and revealing your lace thong. His fingertips brushed over the sensitive area, eyes darting up to yours again. He drank in your facial expressions, gauging the effect his words were having on you. He had to convince you to forgive him. To let him back in. There was no other option.
Luckily for him, it seemed to be working.
“I miss you both, so much,” He was parting your legs wider with his palms now, though he didn’t have to try too hard as you naturally began spreading them for him. Your willingness told him that he had you right where he’d hoped he’d be able to get you.
It was no exaggeration that you hadn’t been with anyone else since you’d met Rafe. The only time you were sexually active was if Rafe decided that’s what he wanted from you that day. It never mattered if you were in the mood or not. You’d spent plenty nights getting to know the small, vibrating wand that you kept stored in your closet. But even the multi-setting device couldn’t come close to the way the father of your child could make you feel.
And this calm, sweet side of him turned you on beyond words. 
You needed him, you decided.
You didn’t know if you only wanted him to satisfy the growing need between your legs, or wanted him to occupy the condo with you and try to be a family, for Y/D/N.
The thought of the three of you harmonizing together was overwhelming, but you couldn’t deny the appeal of the idea.
You pictured your daughter’s face lighting up when you gave her the news that she would get to spend everyday with both of her parents, the most important people in her little, growing world.
You were pulled from your thoughts just as your thong is pulled from your sex. Rafe ripped the cloth right down your legs and wasted no time attaching his lips to your throbbing bundle of nerves like a magnet. 
Rafe was never gentle, especially in the bedroom. You could tell that the primal side of him was starting to come out. Only this time, his dominance was turning you on instead of scaring you.
His tongue met your juices that had already formed from the short encounter with Rafe. It never took much with him.
“You miss me baby, hmm?” His voice was low as he looked up at you, the bottom half of his face still buried inbetween your legs.
You slowly nodded your head as a moan fell from your lips. As much as you hated to admit it, you did miss him… you missed this side of him. You missed his lips, his touch, his attention… and you definitely missed the feeling of his mouth between your legs. You’d gotten so used to being the one to pleasure him, and the turn of the tables had you excited and bucking your hips up at him.
After successfully pulling an orgasm from you with just his mouth and fingers, Rafe stood upright and grabbed you by your hips again, sliding your figure further down the island and closer to his. He maintained your gaze while he swiftly pulled his shirt over his head.
You stretched your arms out above your head, tongue darting out across your lips, soliciting a low groan from Rafe as he fumbled with his belt buckle. The leather was soon pulled from his waist and disregarded on the floor behind him.
He undid his pants, letting the denim fall with his boxers past his knees before placing an arm on either side of you and lowering his body down enough to kiss you again.
You pressed your hands to his chest as Rafe’s mouth covered yours, his tongue asserting dominance and exploring your mouth for what felt like the first time in forever. You shared the passionate kiss for a few moments before Rafe brought one hand back down, stroking his cock as it neared your entrance.
His other hand kept him steady as he slowly slid into you, and your head immediately fell back onto the countertop while your back arched at the familiar feeling of him stretching your walls.
Not even a minute later, Rafe’s thrusts pick up. He brings a hand to your face, smoothing your hair back before cupping the side of your face. He lets his thumb run over your lips, pulling your bottom lip down before sliding it into your mouth.
You let out a moan as you began sucking and swirling your tongue around his digit, just the way he liked it. The action had Rafe groaning again, his hips rutting into yours harder and faster.
“I know you missed this dick baby…” you nodded your head, Rafe’s thumb still lodged in your mouth. His low, deep tone was enough to make any woman go feral… especially you.
When Rafe slowed his pace, you couldn’t help but push yourself further down the island and closer to him, trying to gain that friction again.
Rafe almost forgot the fact that sex could actually be a relaxing thing. It could be soothing, and intimate. He didn’t realize how much…easier it was to make love to you when you both wanted it. He didn’t need to strain himself, stretching and overexerting his limbs and forcing his weight down to hold your body underneath him. He didn’t need to worry about dodging slaps and scratches or kicks while he kissed you.
He could use his hands for more important things, like caressing your face… or your ass, or your tits.
It wasn’t long before you felt your stomach start to tighten, a familiar sense of pleasure pending in your core.
Rafe picked up on the fact, your facial expressions and the tightening of your walls confirming to him that you were close.
“Go ahead baby… cum on daddy’s cock,” His words sent you over the edge. 
Rafe had a firm, yet enjoyable grip on your neck as he fucked you through your orgasm, his following right after. 
Naturally, he finished inside of you, only pulling out when he was sure his whole load had emptied past your walls.
You both took a few moments to catch your breath as Rafe began pulling his pants back up. He reached into a nearby drawer, fetching a hand towel and wiping away any mess that was left between your legs, something he’d never bothered to do much before. Your mind reluctantly jumped to your previous encounter, when he finished on your face and didn’t bother sparing you so much as a glance, let alone a towel, before he left the room.
You could tell that neither of you really knew what to say, and you both didn’t want to ruin the bliss you’d just experienced together. You decided to stay quiet, letting him choose when to break the silence.
When you rose from the counter and let your skirt fall back down your legs, Rafe spoke.
“I hope you don’t think I was saying all of that just so you’d let me fuck you,” he started, and you let out a small laugh at his words.
“Well now I do,” you joked, and as Rafe’s nervous laugh blended with yours, you struggled to recall a time you’d last shared one together.
“I-I really do want to be a family…for Y/D/N. She deserves a dad who’s there for her all the time,” Rafe places his hands on either side of your face, and you gently wrap your hands around his wrists.
“Like her mom. She has the best mom in the world…” All you could think about was Rafe asking what kind of fucked up mother you were the last time he saw you.
Rafe could tell, watching as your expression fell at his words. 
“I-I didn’t mean that shit I said last time, okay? I was high and pissed off, and I never should have said that shit to you.”
Your eyes betrayed you, glossing over as a tear threatened to fall.
Rafe caught it with his thumb, sighing loudly as he pulled you closer to him. He wrapped his arms around your waist, hugging you tight as your arms draped around his neck.
“I love you, Y/N. I’m gonna make everything up to you. To both of you…”
You couldn’t speak for the fear of your voice cracking, or not coming out at all. You just nodded your head, taking in the scent of his familiar colonge that still lingered, even without his shirt.
You wanted to trust everything Rafe was saying. The lingering lust was compelling you to too, but somewhere in the back of your mind, you still felt a bit of hesitation.
You pulled away from the hug first, immediately wiping more tears away before your eyes fell on the digital clock on the microwave.
You realized Y/D/N would likely be home any minute, as your parents had taken their granddaughter out for dessert after her first gymnastics practice.
“You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to hear that,” you started, voice shaky and soft. Rafe took your hands in his, offering an encouraging squeeze as you continued. “Thank you, Rafe, really…” You didn’t know how to tell him you wouldn’t be inviting him to stay the night. As much as you craved his touch still in that moment, you didn’t want your daughter to get confused by her dad’s presence on a random weekday.
Rafe must have picked up on your hesitancy, because he dropped your hands and ran one through his hair instead.
“Don’t worry, I-I’m gonna go. Just think about what I said, please?”
You nodded slowly, wrapping your arms around yourself as Rafe collected his shirt from the floor.
“I’m gonna be a better man, Y/N,” He slid the shirt over his head, arms slipping through the holes on the sides. “I promise.” He placed a final kiss on your head before offering you a small smile and making his way towards the living room.
You followed him through the condo back to the front door. He opened it slowly, almost hoping you’d change your mind and stop him.
“Goodnight, Rafe.” You gave him a small, toothless smile as he stepped through the threshold.
“Night, Y/N. I love you.”
“I love you too.”
With that, Rafe nodded again before turning and disappearing into the elevator. Rafe waved goodbye as the doors shut, and you waited until they were closed before closing your front door and turning the locks. Your mind was everywhere, and you needed some time to think before your daughter got home.
 Rafe promised. He didn’t know then if it was a permanent promise, or one he would soon break, and you didn’t either. But with you seemingly believing that he could be a better man so the three of you could be a family again, maybe Rafe could start to believe it too.
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starkeysbaby · 10 months
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Hello:) If your taking requests could I do Rafe Cameron x fem! Reader with the trope “hate everyone but you.” And “grumpy x sunshine” where readers really nice, and shy, and like innocent ?
Hey there! Of course, this is definetly my favourite trope especially when it comes to our crazy psychopath. 😩
I'm gonna write these as headcannons right now but will be posting a full one shot on this pairing tomorrow :))
pairing: grumpy!rafe x sunshine!reader [est. relationship] 
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you're the sun, he's the grump
when word spread that you two were an item, it was safe to say the whole island was confused
rafe? kook prince? the most cocky and arrogant boy on the island?
how on eath did he start dating you
kook princess, smart, sweet, quiet. the poster child.
it was like a typical movie cliche
bad boy and good girl
drug dealer and innocent bookworm
but whilst everyone saw the snarky, pogue hating, judgy, entitled kook prince rafe. you saw your rafe, your rafey [you both cringe at the nickname and you use it to tease him]
and cuz you were his one and only sunshine princess, you were the only one to see rafe as... well... rafey!
he's infaturated with anything you do
smile, laugh, pout. you name it
when you're not by his side at a party or an event, his eyes are searching for you and only you
stares at you whatever it is you are doing whether it's talking, eating, etc.
will deny it if anyone calls him out on it
"dude you still staring at your girl? you are pussy whipped"
"shut the fuck up"
he's not embarrassed to let anyone know how you have him wrapped around his finger
you bring out a soft side in him
wheezie mentioned how rafe has become more tolerable
ward adores you as you'rethe reason his son has started to get his life together, well on his way to taking over cameron development
the pogues have also mentioned how he's laid off since you two got together
he only did it to keep that beaming smile on your face
"they're my friends rafe"
"they're pogues baby" he nipped at your ear
"so what? you'll be nice to kooks but not pogues?" you pulled away, glaring at him
"i'm not even nice to kooks. i hate everybody but you"
you couldn't help but smile at that
but whilst you made rafe nicer, he taught you to loosen up a bit
before rafe you were shy, introverted and kept to yourslef at parties
he helped you slowly break out of that shell of yours
you engaged more with people at parties
had a drink or two
joined in with the games
as long as rafe was there you were fine
you're friends noticed you were happier aswell
no longer living in the shadow of your anxiety
rafe never pushed you tho
assuring you to only push on what you were comfortable with
getting together led to both of you growing in many ways becomin the best version of yourself
but in the end it was always you two against the world
after all, 'he hates everybody but you'
a/n: okayyyy ik i went kinda crazy with the headcannons and there are at least 30 bullets there but enjoy 🤭! full fic on this trope will be up tomorrow hopefully!!
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m00nlight-ramblings · 4 months
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Warm Bodies
Astarion walks in on a gift you were secretly making for him.
Pairing: Astarion x GN Tav
Warnings: none really? Some fluff and teensy bit of angst if you squint hard enough.
Requested: yes
Word Count: 1.4k
A/N: I know nothing about making clothes so if something is super off...I apologize lol. I do not approve of my work being copied or shared without my permission.
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As you ripped the seam from the thick, cotton top you were working on, you whistled quietly and bit your lip. It was late, and you were exhausted, but you were also in a just one more thing... type of concentration, so you decided not to fight it and to continue working.
Buttons were scattered across your lap, hastily discarded from the two other shirts you had worked on earlier in the evening. They rattled around as you squinted your eyes, making sure your handy work was good as you went. It must have been late - maybe 1 or 2 AM - so you gave yourself the hard stop after you finished taking apart this garment.
"Darling, I noticed your lamp light is still on...what are you doing in here so late?" A melodic voice slipped into your tent as the tent flap gently opened and closed just as quickly. Gasping, you turned around and immediately tried to hide your project.
Astarion stood, a hand on his hip and a smirk playing on his lips. "Oooh...what is this, sweetheart?" He stepped closer, peering down on the pile of clothes in front of you. You frantically waved your arms, trying to cover as much as your project as you could.
"Nothing! Nothing, I promise. Just...something." You cleared your throat nervously and stood, the buttons on your lap clattering to the ground. Both you and Astarion watched the buttons fall, and stared at them on the ground. At the same time, both of your heads snapped up and he was smiling.
"I caught you doing something," Astarion said, matter-of-factly. "I caught you doing something...something secret? Which makes me want to know even more."
"No you have not. I'm just...mending some clothes. To see if Gale could use any of them for enchanting." Proud of yourself, you smirked back, crossing your arms. Astarion eyed you suspiciously then finally looked behind you at the pile.
"For an...enchantment?" He echoed, causing you to nod in agreement. "Then why does it look like you have 7,000 shirts back there?" He walked towards the pile, and after a quick examination, he picked up the shirt you were working on when he entered, "Gods, how many do you actually have? Is 75% of your Bag of Holding filled with pants?"
"I'm trying to help, and you're getting in the way! Go away!" You teased, pulling on his sleep shirt to get him to step back. He swatted you away gently and kept looking, gingerly picking pieces of clothes up. Once he started to unfurl the pile, knowledge dawned on him.
"...it's a blanket," He said simply, quietly. He started to spread the blanket out, holding it in his hands as if it was made of the world's most precious fabric, "It's beautiful. You did this?" He looked at you, his face unreadable.
You nodded, smiling at him. You stepped around him to investigate the unfinished work, "I had the idea at the Tiefling party to start, since you told me that night in camp you got cold with what you had. So I just...kept the clothes we all no longer needed and thought it would be a nice...surprise?" Suddenly embarrassed, you blushed and pursed your lips together, looking to the ground.
Astarion said nothing, but continued to rub the blanket between his fingers. The contrasting fabrics of the velvet cape and wool robe you stitched together made a soft rubbing noise as he moved his hand. You felt your heart speed up a tiny bit - Astarion was usually never quiet, so you didn't quite understand what was going on.
"...is that okay?" You finally asked, leaning down to his level. He swallowed and slowly looked at you, bringing the blanket to his chest.
"And it's for me?" He asked. You nodded again.
"Do you...like it? Is it...too much?" You sighed heavily and stared at the blanket again, "Gods, it's too much, yeah? I knew it would be. Just because you said you were cold doesn't mean that I needed to make you a blanket-"
"I love it." He said, his voice barely above a whisper. You stopped and looked at him, a smile erupting on your face.
"You do? You don't think it's....too much that I'm making this for you? You don't think I'm...weird?"
"Oh no, you're definitely weird," He said, gently putting the blanket back in its original spot, "I'm not negating that. But...you're also very kind," He looked at you and took your hand, standing you both up. For a moment, he held on to your hand before he hesitantly dropped it, "This is a wonderful gift. Thank you...I..." He sighed, shaking his head, "I have never been given a gift like this...at least, not in a long time. It means much more to me than you could know, that you did this for me."
You blushed, lacing your fingers between both of your own hands. "That...makes me glad. I'm glad you like it. It's not ready yet...a few more shirts should do the trick, though!" I gestured to the shirt I was working on earlier, "It'll be ready probably...in a few days? You'll definitely have it before we reach Baldur's Gate."
Astarion chuckled and nodded, "That is quite alright. Take all the time you need...I didn't expect a gift like this, so you are well within your right to take as much time as you want," Suddenly, he smiled, "Though I'm not an expert, I have made my fair shares of enhancements and such to clothing...the blanket is beautiful work. You should be proud."
You smile and shrug, searching his eyes. Very rarely do you ever get to see Astarion in a vulnerable mood, one where he doesn't mask himself with jokes and charm. You like it, and you feel special knowing that he doesn't have these types of conversations with everyone.
"Besides, it'll help Wyll get off my back whenever he rips his shirt or whatever," Astarion finally broke the air with a flick of the wrist, waxing annoyed about Wyll.
You laughed and rolled your eyes, allowing Astarion the safe space, but also allowing him to step back when it all got to be too much.
"Well...I'm glad you like it," You finally said, "I'll be happy to give it to you when it's finished. And I'm sure I'll also appreciate the extra space in my Bag of Holding."
Astarion bent down to pick up the scattered buttons, handing them off to you. He smirked and walked towards your tent entrance to leave. Suddenly he turned around and stared.
You looked up from the buttons and saw his face was soft, unusual. It almost seemed like Astarion didn't know what he was feeling, either. He waited a moment before he spoke.
"I meant it when I said I have never received a gift like this before. This means-" He stopped himself, swallowing audibly. He cleared his throat before he continued, "Well, this means a great deal to me, that you did this. You are a kind person..." His eyes were shimmering as he looked at you, leaving you a bit breathless.
"I don't know if I'll ever be able to forget your kindness," He finally said, "Thank you...again." All you could do was smile and nod. Was he crying?
Astarion undid the laces on your tent flaps quickly and exited, closing it tightly behind him. You let out a breath you didn't know you were holding, and placing the buttons on your side table, you sat on your bed, looking at the blanket. You replayed the conversation with Astarion in your head, and you started to smile. How wonderful was it, that you could effect someone so greatly with just a simple, kind gesture? You started to fold the blanket and gather the materials, placing them in a more organized pile in the corner of your tent.
It was time to sleep now, and even though you were completely awake 20 minutes ago, you suddenly felt hazy and sleepy, like you were in a dream.
As you drifted off to sleep that night, Astarion lied awake in his own, staring at the ceiling of his tent. He smiled and felt his own, thin blanket on top of his body. This entire adventure, he was disappointed in his sleeping accessories - blanket in particular, nothing ever made him feel safe, or warm. Though he longed from something heartier and more luxurious, he would never admit it out loud.
And yet, you somehow knew that a new blanket was something he wanted...possibly, even needed. Soon, he wouldn't have to worry about his shivering waking him up in the middle of the night.
That night, Astarion fell asleep, and though he was sure it was just a trick of the mind, he felt warmer than he had in weeks.
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Give it up for our favorite sassy tailor, Astarion everyone. I love Astarion fics where there isn't romance/sex involved...this man needs more FRIENDS.
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racinggirl · 2 months
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best I've ever been
Lando Norris fic - requested
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a/n: thank you for this request, anon! I tried to write it the way I see things, and the way I've experienced things. I do want to put A MASSIVE TRIGGER WARNING on this story, as it contains loads of things that might trigger anyone that has some sort of eating disorder. I also want to say that if you struggle with any form of eating disorder or any other mental health struggles, please please contact someone. If you're scared to do that, tell someone, even if it is a stranger online, slide in my questions, but look for help. you do not have to do this alone, and there are many people that want to see you smile, even if you might not see it yourself. Enjoy this story, and keep sending in requests 🧡
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FEB 28th, 2024
Being a student at university while dating one of the most famous people in the world wasn’t something that was on everybody’s to do list. But it was on yours, and it brought along a lot of hate, high expectations and stress.
You have never been that perfect WAG, you weren’t like Lily, who was a professional golfer. You weren’t like Kelly, who had a beautiful daughter and was an amazing model. You weren’t like Alexandra, who was stunningly beautiful with an amazing career. You were just you, and that’s something Lando loved about you.
‘I don’t want to date a professional model, someone famous or some sort of influencer. I want to date you, because in my eyes you are more beautiful than all the models together. You’re the one that stole my heart and please, never give it back to me.’
He always made sure to reassure you, tell you how beautiful you are, how proud he was of everything you were doing, how grateful he was for calling you his girlfriend. All those things made you love that man even more and more every single day.
‘’You look stunning, baby.’’ His lips pressed a gentle kiss to your temple, his hand intertwined with yours as he pulled your body closer against his own.
‘’You feel cold, my love, are you okay?’’ His hand moved to rest on your forehead, then on both your cheeks as his bright eyes looked at you with worry.
‘’I’m okay, Lando, it’s just a bit chilly in here.’’ You smiled, giving his hand a gentle squeeze before you both walked out of his hotel room, on your way to the parking lot so you could go to the track immediately after.
He never noticed, and you were somewhat happy, but somewhat sad as well. You see, you weren’t like all the other WAGs, instead of wearing a size XS or S, you’d squeeze yourself into a medium or large at some times. Those cute outfits the other girlfriends would wear wasn’t something you’d find in your own wardrobe, simply because you did not feel comfortable wearing something that showed skin.
Lando didn’t mind, though. He never did. He knew you were absolutely gorgeous, and he worshipped you every time he saw you because he was aware of your insecurities. He tried his best to make you feel better about yourself, but you always had this mental note that you wouldn’t be good enough for him, let alone be good enough to be his girlfriend.
‘’No, thanks.’’ You politely rejected the small snack you’d find at the McLaren hospitality, something you used to say yes to because let’s be honest, they were extremely tasty. Lando smiled at you, squeezing your hand gently before whispering something in your ear. You smiled at his words, feeling extremely grateful for having such an amazing boyfriend.
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DEC 2nd, 2023
‘’Sooo, how are you and Lando doing?’’  Your best friend had a smirk plastered on her face as the two of you got into the building on campus.
‘’I heard he’s going to Finland to ski with Martin Garrix, will you go along, too?’’
‘’We’re good, but no, I’m not going.’’ You told her while the two of you made your way to the elevator.
‘’Actually, I’m taking the stairs, will you come with me?’’ You asked, watching how your friend nodded and followed you to the staircase.
‘’I’m not good at skiing.’’ You explained, counting every step in your head. ‘’And we have exams in the second week of January, I want to pass those.’’
You weren’t lying, completely. You did have exams that you wanted to pass, and you weren’t the best skier out there, but there was another reason.
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FLASHBACK
NOV 4th, 2023
‘’Baby,’’ Lando was in the kitchen preparing dinner as you sat on the couch, working on your laptop for those damn deadlines.
‘’Hmm?’’ You hummed, typing away a few words for your thesis as you glanced up at your boyfriend.
‘’Will you come along on the ski trip? It’s in your holiday period, isn’t it?’’ He asked, sitting on the edge of the couch as he read through a few paragraphs of your thesis.
‘’I’m sorry, babe, but I can’t.’’ You started. ‘’Things will be busy, and I really want to finish my final exams and get this thesis done with.’’ You explained, feeling his hand on your cheek to make you look at him.
‘’Okay, I understand.’’ He whispered and kissed your forehead gently, like he always did.
The moment he walked to the kitchen to finish dinner, you looked at your schedule. Just a few more months till the season started, a few more months till he would have to show up at the paddock with you on his side, because you knew he loved having you on his side, and you loved supporting him.
However, it also meant you had just a few more months to lose as much weight as possible.
END OF FLASHBACK
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DEC 2nd, 2023
Never did you think you’d end up in a situation like you were now. Never did you think you’d end up on the ground, your best friend next to you as a random girl brought you some water.
‘’Are you okay? You scared the living shit out of me.’’ Your best friend had her hand on your back as she thanked the girl that gave you the water. You took a sip, carefully, and you sighed.
‘’I’m okay, I just… I didn’t sleep too good last night, maybe I should have gone to sleep earlier.’’ You lied, again. It was something that had become a part of your routine lately.
‘’Okay, well, stop doing that then because you scared me.’’
You had passed out once you had reached the top of the stairs. Not eating properly for a few weeks in a row had probably been the reason for that, but you did not want to worry them. You knew for sure that if you would have been skinny, it was the first thing people would say, and you somehow put that as your goal. You knew it was bad, you knew relying on other peoples’ reactions for your goal to be reached wasn’t something that was a good indicator, but it was what you did.
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AUG 7th, 2023
Hate, it’s something every celebrity and WAG has to deal with, but somehow you were shocked when it actually happened to you. Lando had warned you about it, and he had also tried his best to reassure you. Somewhere you knew the things those people said was fake, and only came from an act of jealousy, but that didn’t mean it hurt less.
You were scared to mention it to Lando, because you knew he loved his fans, and the fact those fans sent hate to you, would absolutely break him. That’s why you never mentioned it to him. Until you had to…
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You and Lando had been dating for almost 6 months now, and the world found out about a month ago. You wanted to keep it quiet for longer, but after fans spotted you together more than once, there was no more denying of the fact you two were dating.
At first you were excited, because Lando always made you feel so good and so comfortable, you thought you could take on the world with him on your side. You weren’t scared of anything when it came to the adventures you’d go on with him, but those things quickly changed the moment you opened your phone to go to Instagram.
 The hate seemed like it was never ending. You had never posted a picture with Lando because you feared the reactions. You never even posted selfies anymore due to the fear of judgement from others, from fans. It wasn’t all hate, and people were extremely kind as well, but whenever you start to receive hate, those things don’t matter anymore.
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FEB 5th, 2024
15 kilos down, you had lost 15 kilos since you started losing weight, and today was the day you saw the number go down again. You had been stuck on a plateau for almost a week, and you started to panic when the number wouldn’t go down. You started to restrict yourself more, and more, and eventually the number went down.
Surviving on two crackers and a bit of dinner wasn’t good, but it worked, and you were determined to keep it going.
Lando was away quite a bit for work. He had complimented you a few times already, because of course he saw that you had lost weight. 15 kilos weren’t a little bit.
‘’You lost weight.’’ He smiled, his lips on that same place on your temple again as you closed your eyes. ‘’Mhm, I did.’’ You whispered proudly; your arms wrapped around his torso.
‘’You look beautiful, darling. I just, you know you didn’t have to, right? I mean, I’m glad you’re feeling better, but you know that you didn’t have to do it, at least not for me. I’ll love you no matter what size, shape, or weight you are.’’ His hands moved to cup your cheeks, causing you to look directly into his eyes.
‘’I know.’’ You whispered, leaning up to press your lips to his. That kiss turned into something more, because now you were comfortable enough to take the first step.
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FEB 28th, 2024
‘’You look amazing, Y/N.’’ Lily, Oscar’s girlfriend, wrapped her arms around you, hugging you before pulling away to take a look at you. ‘’How much did you lose?’’
‘’Ehm, around 20 kilos.’’ You smiled at her, hearing her gasp. ‘’Oh, wow, that’s a lot!’’ She smiles, but you could hear the worry in her voice as well.
‘’Yeah, I mean, it’s alright, I feel a lot better now.’’
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You groaned, put your phone away and took a deep breath. You were annoyed, both with yourself and with others. You knew you promised yourself you’d stop the moment others commented about your weight loss, the moment others would get worried, because that’s when you would have reached your goal. But you couldn’t stop, and that’s what worried you.
‘’Hey, let’s get lunch.’’ Lily smiled at you, and the panic immediately started in your head. How could you get out of it, how could you not eat anything, how how how…
‘’Sure.’’ You smiled back, because others couldn’t suspect anything, they’d stop you, and that’s what you feared because you did not want to go back to that summer of last year.
As you sat down next to Lily, you had ordered a salad because that was the meal with the least number of calories on the menu. It had become a habit, searching for the lightest, most healthy, and smallest portions and meals.
You had barely eaten anything, though, and Lily noticed, too. ‘’You barely touched your food, are you okay?’’ She asked softly. After reassuring her everything was fine, the waiter came to take the food away.
‘’Are you sure you’re done?’’
Lando and Oscar came to join you not long after, both boys taking a seat next to their girlfriends.
‘’Hey, did you have lunch already?’’ Oscar asked Lily, causing Lily to nod. ‘’Eh, yeah, we did.’’ She says, hesitantly though. She glanced over at you, and then at Lando. He knew enough by just that look.
He was aware of the fact you were losing weight. At first, he was proud, and he tried to help you with choosing the right foods, the right supplements for extra vitamins and even did his workouts with you. However, when you started to lose more, and faster, he got worried. He talked to you about a healthy weight loss multiple times. He even talked to Jon about a diet that would help you slowly go back to maintaining weight, because you had lost a lot.
Lando tried to have that conversation with you a few times, but you always brushed it off. He was barely ever with you because of the preparations for the start of the season, which he absolutely hated. He contacted your best friend, asking her to keep an eye on you as well.
‘’Babe.’’ He said, this time very seriously. ‘’Can we talk?’’ He asked. ‘’Alone.’’
‘’Ehm, maybe later, okay? I must do something first.’’ You always came up with an excuse because you had a feeling Lando was going to talk to you about your weight loss. You had a feeling he was going to tell you to stop losing weight, because that’s what was going through your own mind as well. You knew you had to stop, you just couldn’t.
‘’Did you eat lunch?’’ He then asked, causing Oscar to look at you as well as Lily. ‘’Yeah, I did.’’ You said, or actually, you lied. ‘’Okay, fine, then you won’t mind me asking Lily.’’ He continued and glanced over at his teammate’s girlfriend.
You looked at Lily, nervously. You couldn’t ask her to lie for you, but you also didn’t want her to tell him the truth. ‘’We had lunch, Lando.’’ You quickly said.
‘’I’m asking Lily.’’ He said, a little more dominant this time.
‘’Lando…’’ You sighed, but he had enough.
‘’I think I already know the answer.’’ He started. ‘’Come with me. Now.’’ He grabbed your hand and pulled you up, walking with you to his driver’s room. He had to talk to you, and even though he hoped it would never come to this point, there was something that had to happen, and you knew it as well.
‘’Lando, what are you… Hey!’’ You frowned, watching how he put you in the chair and how he stood in front of you. He was mad, but mostly hurt, it was written all over his face.
‘’You’re gorgeous, Y/N, you’re absolutely beautiful and it hurts me so much that you’re not seeing it. I wish, I honestly wish you could see yourself through my eyes, because then you’d see the most beautiful, gorgeous, perfect girl I’ve ever laid eyes on.’’
You stayed silent, but immediately felt a tear rolling down the right side of your face.
‘’You lost weight, and I’m so proud of you for doing so. I always told you you didn’t have to lose weight, that you’re perfect the way you are, but I knew you wanted it. I knew you didn’t feel comfortable the moment you showed me those DM’s, the hate you received. I was supporting you, I wanted to help you because I knew it would make you feel better once you’d lose a few kilograms. Damnit Y/N, I was so proud of you for losing the weight with the right food, the right workouts and at the right pace. But ever since you started restricting at the beginning of this year, I should have stopped you. I wanted to let you figure it out yourself, because I know you’re strong, and I know you could do that. I hate myself for not being with you more, for not looking out for you, for being the worst boyfriend ever because I didn’t give you enough love-…’’
‘’You do…’’ You whispered; your voice soft as you wiped the tears that were falling from your face. ‘’You give me so much love, Lando.’’
‘’Then why.’’ He asked, his voice breaking in the middle of the next sentence. ‘’Then why are you doing this to yourself.’’
You looked down at your lap, then at your fingers, and then at his hands that took your hands in his own. You watched how he kneeled in front of you, wiped your tears with his thumbs and forced you to look into his eyes which had tears in them as well.
‘’I love you, so much you have no idea, please… please let me help you. I will not force you to gain weight but let me help you get back to a healthy lifestyle. Let me ask Jon to put together a plan for you so you will maintain a healthy weight. We can do workouts together. I promise I’ll be there more often, in between races, for your graduation. I see a future with you, Y/N, and I want you to accept my help… No. I need you to accept my help, because it hurts me so much seeing how you treat yourself, my love. You deserve so much better than how you’re treating yourself. I’ll go to therapy with you if you need me to, okay? I promise you I’ll make it my own personal goal to see you have a healthy relationship with food again.’’
You never expected the words of the love of your life would turn everything around. You never expected Lando to have such a big effect on your thoughts, on your view on weight loss.
‘’Please help me…’’ You whispered before breaking down in his arms. Every word he spoke hit you right in the heart. Seeing the tears in his eyes and hearing his voice breaking were the things that made you realise you weren’t only punishing yourself, but also the love of your life. And it wasn’t just him that you were hurting.
Your best friend.
Lily.
Oscar.
Your parents.
That random girl in the hallway that gave you the glass of water after watching you pass out.
That one fan that told you you were gorgeous, that told you to not believe the haters.
The waiter that took away the almost untouched salad, asking if you were sure you’d had enough.
You were hurting more people than just yourself, and right now it was the time to give back to those people by working on yourself, by taking care of your own health so Lily wouldn’t have to lie for you anymore. So your best friend could stop worrying about her best friend. So Oscar wouldn’t have to feel sorry for not noticing. So that fan can continue sending positive messages and not feel like what they say doesn’t matter. So that waiter can take back an empty plate knowing that the food they served was tasty. So that random girl doesn’t have to look at you and worry every time you walk up the stairs.
So you would be happy.
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AUG 12th, 2024
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redbullgirly · 2 months
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hi hi can i request a max verstappen x footballer smau but she plays for real madrid femenino and we know max is an fcb supporter (also for the sake of the smau, real madrid femenino can be just as good as barcelona femeni) and everyone going crazy when she just takes him to an award ceremony as her plus-one. no soft launch no hard launch and everyone including the grid and christian horner and madristas and everyone is shocked
MADRIDISTAS [MV1/33]
Max Verstappen x footballer!RealMadridFemenino!reader
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Summary: Y/N is one of the biggest rising stars in women's football, playing for Real Madrid Femenino. When she's nominated by Women's Football Awards for the Player of the Year, the last thing anybody would expect is her plus one to the ceremony being Formula One driver, Max Verstappen. Not only is he the World Champion himself, but most importantly, Max is a known FC Barcelona fan. Talk about making friends with the enemy...
Warnings: I have very limited knowledge of football, so everything in this story is based on my quick research. If you're a fan, please don't come for me! Though any advice would be much appreciated, because I have more football requests in my inbox XD.
Author's Note: Hi Anon, thanks for the request! I have to say it was quite challenging for me at the start, because I don't know many things about football, but at the end it turned out fun and good. Hope you like what I did with this social media au! :)
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yourusername And it's a wrap!🥈⚽️ Thank you to the whole team for another amazing year, we fought hard and we will continue to fight for the Champions League title next year as 2023/24 runners-up. Hala Madrid!✨🇪🇸
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user1 Love the way you play!
realmadridfem Hala Madrid!💪🏆
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yourusername 💯
user2 💥💥💥
user3 Vamosssss
user4 GO GIRLLL🤩🤩🤩🤩
user5 you really deserved to win the finale, the referee was totally biased agains you!!!
user6 Yeah, even as a FC Barcelona fan I didn't think it was fair🙈
martagarcialopez19 amazing Y/N! 🫶
yourusername Thank youuu!💖
user7 wait does y/n know some people from motosport???
user8 No I think it's just girls supporting girls in sports dominated by men tbh ☺️
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user7 oh yeah that makes sense
user9 Buen trabajo que equipo tan bueno con todas y en lo personal muy guapa [Good job, what a great team with everyone and personally very pretty.]
marisabel_rguez The dream team 🙌
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yourusername Yessss
user10 HALA MADRID 🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍
user11 literally the prettiest soccer player I ever saw😻
user12 you mean FOOTBALL?!😂🧐
user11 sry i'm american so i'm used to saying soccer
user12 well that's WRONG girly😂
user13 Princess
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yourusername Short stop back home in Monaco before flying to London for Women's Football Awards and my nomination for Player of the Year 🤞🌷
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user1 so pretty
maitetxuu_10 The nails Y/N 🤩
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yourusername Not better than yours though 😚
user2 i don't watch football but maybe i should start bc of you
user3 Wow you're such a cutie 😍❤️
charlottesiine great work out together!
yourusername Agreed! We should definetly hit the gym together more often 😂
user4 omg wait how do they know each other?? didn't expect y/n y/l/n to be friends with ex-wags??
user5 Idk but they both live in Monaco so it's easy to know basically everyone who's your age there xdd
yourusername True user5, they don't tell you how small the country actually is 😭
user6 SHE IS MY ROLE MODEL EVERYBODY
user7 👏👏👏👏🔥🔥
lucybrozne Seems like the Monaco sun suits you 😁☀️
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yourusername Oh thanks Lucy! 🫶
lucybrozne 🫶
user8 i love that despite fcb beating madrid they're still friends outside of the field🥺
user9 WOW you should be a model
user10 So sad your talents aren’t being fully appreciated in Madrid.
user11 oh c'mmon she probably wouldn't play for them if she felt unappreciated 🙄
user12 but tbh I think she should be the captain.... like she's literally the best player of them all BY FAR
user13 Nah I don't like her. Hope she'll never be a captain🤮
user12 then go away? lol
user13 damnn the 3rd picture did some unholy things to me 😩
user14 right?! I don't think I'm straight anymore🫣
user15 I have no idea who she is but let me tell you she's gorgeous
user16 ✨✨✨👑🎀🌹
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yourusername Turning him into Madridista duh.
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maxverstappen1 Y/N I love you... but that's never happening ❤️
yourusername Liar! You complained for a week straight about how that referee in the finals wasn't fair and we should have won agains Barcelona! 😘
carlossainz55 hahaaa mate she got you😂
maxverstappen1 😒
user1 OMGGG we converted him on our side!!!
user2 A sad day to be a FC Barcelona supporter and F1 fan😓
user3 A happy day for Madridistas!😍
user4 damn I may have to start watching football
martagarcialopez19 you're glowing! also thanks god now I don't have to keep the secret anymore xd
yourusername Love ya! 🫶
user5 The IT WAG
user6 can we take a moment to appreciate how cute maxie looks here?🥹
realmadridfem You go girl! Convert new fans!🤩💪
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user7 I'm still shocked by this whole thing 😹
user8 you're not the only one lol
user9 the second picture????
user10 Max is so lucky man🥵
marisabel_rquez ¡La pareja poderosa!😍 [The power couple!😍]
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user11 this post murdered me and dragged me all over slaycity with how much it served 🤭
user12 exactly! her and max are so hot and pretty
user13 🤍😍💯🥳 Hala Madrid!!!
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maxverstappen1 My girl ❤️⚽️
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Author's Note: Thank you for reading the whole thing! I'll appreciate likes, reblogs, follows and comments, or any other way of support. Let me know what you think about this pairing and please tell me if there are any football errors, because I have another request about footballer!reader waiting for me. Have a great day! :)
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babyleostuff · 7 months
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Hey hey :) I absolutely love your writing I can't stop myself from reading and rereading them over and over again!
I don't know if you're taking any requests, but if you are could you write about seventeen being softdoms. Like them being all manly + all soft for their s/o. Masculine without the toxicity lol
If not you can just ignore this ask 🥰
author's note | ah we love us a softdom seventeen 😍 i decided to split it up to sfw and nsfw, hope you don't mind <3
also, my inbox is open again, so if you guys have any requests or asks feel free to write me!
soft dom seventeen | ot13
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The type to spoil the living shit out of you, because you deserve all the best things in the world (one word from you and the next day you’ll get whatever you mentioned). Also, may be a bit overprotective, but it’s just because he doesn’t want you to get hurt. He makes it his life mission to keep you safe at all times, so he will fight anyone who dares to make you uncomfortable. Even when he’s angry or having a fight with someone, the second you enter the room, he’s all like “hi baby ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶”:
➼ Seungcheol, Mingyu, Chan, Wonwoo 
A complete gentleman who will do anything to make you feel like a princess. No matter how bad of a day he’s having, one look from you and he’s all smiley and happy again. His heart eyes are reserved for you and you only and he will not hesitate to use them in his favour. Protective, but not in an overbearing way. He’ll just shoot the stranger one look and they’ll know that it’s better to not make you uncomfortable. Bonus: he gives the softest kisses in the world (they make you melt on the spot):
➼ Joshua, Dokyeom, Jun, Seungkwan, Vernon
He knows how weak you are for him and he will use that to his advantage. A lot. He just loves messing with you and seeing you all flustered because of him (don’t worry, he makes it up with a lot of kisses). He’ll do anything you ask him for - there is nothing more important to him than your happiness. So you can say that he’s weak for you as well??? He’s a certified simp, what can I say. Also buys you flowers out of nowhere and gets you your favourite candy just because he can:
➼ Minghao, Jeonghan, Woozi, Soonyoung
NSFW
Will be destroying you with his cock, while telling you how pretty you look. One second, the most sinful words are escaping his mouth, mocking you how weak of a slut you are for him and the second he’s giving you gentle kisses on your neck, soothing his previous made hickies. BUT, turns into a completely different person when he’s finally satisfied with how many times he’d made you cum. The aftercare is top tier and he turns into the softest and gentlest being:
➼ Seungcheol, Mingyu, Chan, Wonwoo, Woozi
Treats you like you are made of porcelain, while still fucking you nice and deep, hitting all of the right places. Most likely will make you come with his mouth or fingers a couple of times, before he slams his cock into you, making you see stars. Repeats how pretty you are and how good of a job you’re doing, while sucking your nipples and circling your clit with his thumb. He swears he lives for your moans and the way you push your hips against his face when he’s eating you out:
➼ Joshua, Dokyeom, Seungkwan, Jun
Teases the shit out of you, before he even pulls out his dick from his briefs (which at this point you’re practically begging him to fuck you). Will make you say exactly what you want him to do to you, every single sinful thought that you’re having or else he’s just going to leave you hot and horny. But, when he’s satisfied with how wet and needy you are, he’s ramming his cock into you in no time. The touch of his fingertips is feather like, his lips slowly outlining the shape of your body, while his cock is fucking you dumb:
➼ Soonyoung, Vernon, Minghao, Jeonghan
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justporo · 4 months
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Hello! Love your writing SO much. I’ve always wondered though, what would Astarion do if he was in love with Tav but she was insecure about how pretty he was and how she wasn’t good looking enough for him??
So first of all, Anon, let me apologise for letting this sit in my inbox so long - and thank you so much! I guess at some point I've gotten a little overwhelmed with all ideas and requests. I'll still try and answer as many as possible!
So, back on topic:
Headcanons for Astarion battling his partner's insecurity
When you open up about how you feel insecure - especially compared to him - you get a staredown first of all; it does nothing to help with your anxiety and insecurity
"Darling, we don't talk bad about ourselves in this relationship, only about others!"
Expect a lot of aggressive and kind of hysteric support (because this man can talk himself into a fit)
"You'd seriously think I'd settle with anything below heartbreakingly beautiful? Really? You think too much of me!"
He's serious (but also you know it's more than about surface stuff)
He tries everything: aggressive flattery, poetically pointing out all the most beautiful things about you, just staring into your eyes while holding your face (until you might start to cry because damn, this is about you but he's so beautiful)
In all seriousness, when he realises none of it is helping, he will make you stand up, in the middle of the room
His hands wander over your spine, make you straighten your back, lift your chin up, maybe put a strand of hair back behind your ear
One of his hands softly grabs your chin, his brows furrow: "You've done this for me once, now let me be your mirror, my love. When I look at you - I see these eyes, first of all. They're capable of so much: the greatest warmth I've ever felt, fierceness that would make even the strongest foe quiver, deep admiration for all the beauty in the world that you always tend to find. And this smile that never fails to almost make me stumble. Gods be damned, if my heart wasn't cold and dead in my chest it would skip a beat every time you smiled at me. And this body - do you even understand what it has accomplished? Carried you through every step, every battle, every blow and blast - to me if I may be so selfish. So I can admire and worship it everyday." "I thought this wasn't supposed to be poetry?"
And Astarion hushes you and pulls you to him, kisses you until you forget whatever it was you had been feeling in the first place
To be sure, very very sure, Astarion repeats this time and again - especially the worshipping part - that's his favourite
(He casually ruins it by making jokes about how you're "the second most beautiful person in the room", but you forgive him quickly)
Astarion is just very good at getting his point across, don't you think? So you should better believe him!
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