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fvnalgirlcomplex · 6 months

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PRETTY ISN’T PRETTY ✸ J. HUGHES

and it begins!! this is irl but also mostly social media au because my tumblr is/was acting up and deleted most of what i had written and.. i’m lazy so!!! reader is referred to as ‘you’ and their looks are talked about but i tried to avoid describing looks… however… reader doesn’t have blonde hair but listen like every nhl fic uses a blonde girl for the fc so. i think its justified!! but sorry to anyone blonde reading lol. i didn’t rlly know how to end this tbh but i hope it’s still good and i hope u like it!! remember that you are beautiful! any negative things said obviously aren’t true :)

warnings: light mention/implication of an eating disorder, insecurities, hate comments, reader gets picked up (lowkey manhandled a little bit), suggestive comments (2), unedited writing

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fc: olivia rodrigo ( oliviarodrigo on ig )

summary: dating jack wasn’t gonna be easy, you knew that. you just thought him traveling a lot was gonna be the hardest, not being picked apart by his fans.

bought a bunch of makeup,

tryna cover up my face

i started to skip lunch,

stopped eatin’ cake on birthdays

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youruser 22!! shout out to cole caulfield

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colecaulfield thank you for the shout out. I really needed it.

youruser anything for a fan

user19 she’s so cocky omg

yourfriend the cake was so good! you should’ve had some :(

youruser the cake wasn’t very big and i don’t really like cake that much anyways lol glad you liked it though!!

jackhughes ❤️

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user373 at least she chose a blurry pic so we don’t have to see her face lmaoo

jackhughes

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jackhughes birthday girl 🎂

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_quinnhughes haps

youruser damn. not even a full sentence 😔

user14 even his brother doesn’t like her lmao 💀

user298 i hope she knows she’s public enemy #1

user63 bro could do sm better

trevorzegras big! 22! 2️⃣2️⃣

user86 the way she looks at him though 🥹

user7 no..

user329 why are you so miserable

user738 he did her so dirty with the second picture 😭 makeup can only do so much but somehow she looks even worse than i imagined with no makeup

“I didn’t know it was such a big deal—”

“It shouldn’t have to be a big deal, Jack! I asked you not to post it, I don’t understand why you don’t listen!”

Maybe you were overreacting. Maybe you were taking your insecurities out on Jack when it really wasn’t his fault. But, it’s hard to stay calm when you’ve started to hate what you see everytime you look in the mirror, or someone takes a picture of you and that’s when you have makeup on. Words couldn’t describe how gross you feel without makeup on.

“I think you look gorgeous. I don’t know what the issue is.” Jack responded, too nonchalantly for your liking.

“The issue is that I don’t think I look gorgeous so I don’t want it out in the world for all your fans to see.” Jack sighed at your response. He knew what this was about but to him, you the prettiest girl he’d ever seen. He just couldn’t grasp how someone like you could be insecure.

“Y/n…” He said softly, grabbing the sides of your face. The mood in the room had quickly changed from tense to sad as soon as the word fans was mentioned. “You’re stunning. I know you don’t believe me but, you really are. All those comments are from a bunch of teenage girls who are jealous. I know it’s hard to block out but you just have to try ‘cause I wanna show everyone how pretty my girl is, okay?” Jack finished, trying to cheer you up. It didn’t really work to be honest but still, through glass eyes, you looked up at him and nodded before he brought you into a comforting hug.

You wanted to believe him, you really did. But it wasn’t just teen fan girls. It was also grown men. Men your boyfriends age who thought you were just as hideous. They couldn’t have been doing it for the same reasons as the fan girls. They had to have just been being honest, right?

‘cause there’s always somethin’ missin’

there’s always somethin’ in the mirror

that i think looks wrong

when pretty isn’t pretty enough,

what do you do?

You loved spending time with Jack. And you also loved getting to spend time with the people he cared about. But the pressure of looking good before going knowing that pictures would be taken, with or without you knowing, made you want to puke.

You started planning out your outfits far in advance, what shoes, how you’d do you hair, your makeup. Everything. You told yourself over and over again that the outfit is cute. You asked Jack about it and he always reassured you that you would look beautiful in anything and the friends you’d ask say the same thing.

But that still wasn’t enough to stop your brain from making you think everything was wrong. No matter you were wearing, when you looked in the mirror it just looked… wrong. Like something was missing.

“Babe?” Your boyfriends voice came softly through the bedroom door. Jack had invited you to the Devils Halloween Party this year which would be your first New Jersey Devils event. Jack and Luke were wearing matching spider-man costumes with Nico and Dawson who were currently at the brothers apartment. “You ready?” He asked you as he poked his head into the bedroom before fully stepping in, closing the door behind him.

“Yeah, I was just looking for my cat ears.” Lie. You were overanalyzing yourself like you always did before you went out but you knew if you told Jack that he’d feel bad and tell you that you didn’t have to go if you weren’t comfortable.

It wasn’t clear if Jack really believed your lie but he glanced around the room for the headband anyways before finding it on the edge of the bed next to you and placing them on your head for you.

Still sitting on the edge of the bed from when you were putting on your boots before you caught a look at yourself in the mirror, you looked up at Jack, who’s hands stayed on the side of your face after gently placing the headband on you.

Words weren’t exchanged as he looked at you, his thumbs tenderly moving over cheeks. He moved down to place a lovingly soft kiss on your forehead and then your lipstick covered lips.

“You’re beautiful.” He whispered against your mouth. You almost believed him.

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njdwag.updates y/n at the halloween party with a fellow wag. she went as a black cat 🐈‍⬛

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theotherwag sweetest girl to ever exist 🩷

user273 jacks like 🥹

user33 is this a safe space?

user649 depends…

user33 i love yn. and i love yn and jack!! they’re so cute and it’s so obvious everyone that hates her is just jealous :/

user472 REAL!!! they claim to be fans of jack but hate to see him happy… like something isn’t adding up??

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user634 wait jack went as spider-man and she went as a black cat?? she’s kinda funny for that

user710 jack probably didn’t want to outright match with her 💀

user845 her standing next to another wag.. this is so sad like jack!! wake up!!

and everybody’s keepin’ it up, so you think it’s you

i could change up my body and change up my face

i could try every lipstick in every shade

but i’d always feel the same

‘cause pretty isn’t pretty enough anyways

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njdwags y/n y/l/n at her colleges football game with friends!

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user968 everytime there’s a picture of her standing next to someone it really highlights how ugly she is LMAO

user263 idk why people hate her sm she’s so pretty

user945 she’s even prettier in person! i met her at the game and she was so nice. it’s so sad to see all the hate she gets :(

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user293 we have class together!! she’s literally so sweet and smart

user683 ugly ass

user78 she chose a college football game over her boyfriends hockey game…

user537 why does she always have her tongue out 💀

and i try to ignorе it, but it's everythin' i see

it’s on the poster on the wall, it's in like every magazine

it’s in my phone, it's in my head, it's in the boys i bring to bed

it’s all around, it's all the time, i don't know why i even try

It’s like you couldn’t stop yourself from reading comments on posts about you. You knew you should ignore but it seemed impossible to ignore at this point.

You knew the comments would be negative like they always were but you always had hope they would be nice for once. And there was nice ones sometimes! But most were so overwhelmingly negative, you couldn’t even focus on the positives.

And it wasn’t just comments either, no. Not anymore at least. Since, you’ve read the comments, it’s like all the negative has leaked out of your phone and into every aspect of your life.

It was when you visited your family over winter break, you had totally forgotten about the posters you had in past years of icons from your childhood. Icons who were so how all skinny or blonde or had stunning blue eyes or all three. The break was supposed to get you away from all that and yet, you still cried yourself to sleep that first night.

Every aspect of life also included you and your boyfriend. You knew before you and Jack had started dating, he was constantly liking other girls bikini pics on instagram. And even though he had stopped doing that, you’d still seen tweets from his fans in the past joking about how he was “always at the scene of the crime” with a screenshot of his like on a picture of the most beautiful woman you’ve ever seen. And while you tried to ignore it, you noticed of a pattern with all the girls. They looked a lot like the icons from your childhood. Nothing like you.

So now, late at night, when you were supposed to be having quiet and sweet moments with your boyfriend; your boyfriend that you didn’t get to see very often at that! You spent those moments thinking about those stupid likes on those stupid pictures of those stupidly beautiful girls.

And as for you, the comments had really gotten to your head. Even when you weren’t with Jack and you weren’t on your phone or in your childhood room. You still found someone to compare yourself to. It was like some kind of superpower.

and i bought all the clothes that they told me to buy

i chased some dumb ideal my entire life

and none of it matters and none of it ends

you just feel like shit all over again

Was this silly? It feel silly.

This didn’t feel like you but a change was needed.

Jack (and Luke) had been hanging out with the team all day and you had the day off. You had decided to spend the time alone shopping for clothes that you would’ve never worn before this past month and a box of blonde hair dye.

“We’re home!”

Luke’s voice rang through the apartment, snapping you out of your trance that you were in while staring out the box of hair dye taunting you on the bathroom counter.

“Y/n?” Now it was Jacks voice that made its way through the apartment.

“Bathroom!”

You could hear his footsteps come closer to the bathroom door before a knock on the door, hesitating before opening the door before him. He slipped in before locking the door behind him.

“I was gonna jump in the shower if he wanted to join me.” Jack told you, his hands sliding around your waist with his back to the door. Naturally, your hands slipped around to rest behind his neck, forgetting about the hair dye sitting on the counter.

“I think I’m gonna have to pass this time—”

“You’re gonna dye your hair?” Jack cut you off, his eyes focused behind you.

“Oh- Yeah, I just, um, wanted a change I guess.”

Jack didn’t say anything or take his eyes off of the box of hair dye. He didn’t buy it for a second but he just didn’t understand. How could you not see how beautiful you were. Jack had known the comments were bad, he just didn’t realize they were getting to you this badly. He looked back to you, who had a guilty look in your eyes. Jack sighed before moving you over to the counter, placing you next to the box.

“Baby, if you really want to dye your hair blonde; go for for it. But I don’t think you want to.” You couldn’t even look at him. You felt embarrassed that you’d been confronted about how out of hand these insecurities have gotten, even if it wasn’t really your fault. You felt like a child being scolded. “I know we’ve talked about this before but you really have to listen to me this time okay, babe?”

Jacks hand came up to your chin, gently pushing your head up to make eye contact with him.

“You’re the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever seen. I mean that. All those assholes just want to find someone to hate more than themselves and I’m sorry that dating me has made you a target for that. But blonde hair dye isn’t gonna make them stop. I’ll say something— I should’ve said something sooner but I’ll do it now. Just- Just don’t change for them because they won’t ever be happy. Pretty isn’t pretty enough for them, okay?”

You were crying now. Because you knew he was right and you were upset you had let them drive you crazy. You continued to cry as your boyfriends arm came around your frame. You uttered apologies, not quite sure for what, while his hand rubbed your back.

After a while, your tears stopped and Jack pulled away. “I love you. And I told you, if you really want to go blonde, go for it. I mean, you’ll look hot either way—”

“Jack!”

“Okay, okay. Blonde or no blonde.” He asked with a small smile on his face, holding up the box of hair dye.

“No blonde.”

Jacks smile grew as he threw the box into the trashcan. His hands slid down to your thighs, picking you up and wrapping your legs around his waist.

“So… can we get that shower now?”

#GUTS SERIES🩸#jack hughes #jack hughes x reader #jack hughes imagine #nhl imagine #hockey imagine

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heartsoji · 1 year

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haikyuu boys with an s/o who's really scared of horror movies

pairings: iwaizumi x reader, oikawa x reader, tsukishima x reader, bokuto x reader

a/n: lol this is me i actually cannot with horror like at all

warnings: post-timeskip in iwaizumi's

iwaizumi hajime

iwaizumi's pretty good with horror movies

occasionally, he'll be a little caught off-guard with a sudden jumpscare, but he's pretty much fine otherwise

now YOU..

you are not ok.

you are screaming, hiding, and tearing up

he honestly doesn't really understand what's so scary about them

since i hc iwaizumi to be a realist, he'd be like

it's a movie. it was filmed. those are actors. it's so obvious none of that stuff could ever happen in real life

still, he understands that you're really scared and tries his best to comfort you

time to put those beefy athletic trainer arms to work

he lets you cling onto them for the whole movie and lets you use then as a stress ball

iwaizumi's a traditional, old school, cheesy hopeless romantic. convince me otherwise.

therefore, his method of comfort usually comes in the form of soothing words and back rubs in his arms

its actually quite nice. he lets you scream into his titties (HE HAS TITTIES AND THEYRE MORE ROCK SOLID THAN REGINA GEORGE'S MOM'S. CONVINCE ME OTHERWISE.)

when you're truly scared scared (like heart pounding, sobs racking ur body, you're def gonna get rlly bad nightmares type of scared scared)

he will probs turn it off bc he thinks that no movie ending is worth this much terror

he cares about you a lot, after all. he thinks its slightly amusing when you're screaming your head off at the obviously fake blood, but he would never want you to be fearful for real

rubs your back and whispers soothing words into your ear

"its ok" "i'm right here" "don't worry, i'd protect you if they ever came" type of stuff

after you've calmed down a bit, he'll try to make you laugh

jokes, tickles, anything, really!

he hates seeing you scared. he just wants you to be happy

10/10. marry me sir.

oikawa tooru

lol

hate to break it to you but

tooru is equally as scared of horror movies

you guys have to cuddle up in blanket burritos together and scream at every jumpscare

honestly you both only make it through the movie through sheer willpower

if you're crying, he'll try to comfort you, but tbh he's pretty damn scared himself

however, once the movie is over, he's totally fine

movie forgotten. out of memories. what movie should you guys watch next?

but YOU

you're still crying

you're still really shaken up

you're def gonna have nightmares

he takes that opportunity to be the manly man he is and swoops you up bridal style

he's very charming. he looks at you in the most dazzling, heart-melting way

lol boy u were just crying too stfu

he cuddles you close, and just like iwa, whispers sweet words into your ear

however, unlike iwa, they're much more...childish? playful? how to describe them..

"it'll be ok. your big, strong, boyfriend will protect anything that tries to hurt his princess" "*dramatic gasp* YOU DON'T THINK I'M CAPABLE OF FIGHTING IT OFF BY MYSELF? HOW COULD YOU UNDERESTIMATE ME LIKE THIS? THIS.. THIS IS BETRAYAL" "they don't even look that strong. im sure i could hit a volleyball at one and it would rip into two!"

stuff like that

he would make sure to cuddle you extra close that night

overall, he's pretty fun and is good at making everything seem less serious. 8.5/10!

tsukishima kei

honestly, he's as affected by horror movies at the average guy

he doesn't find them as terrifying as oikawa, but he's definitely not as unaffected as iwaizumi

but you'd never know that

why?

he just hides his emotions really, really well

also he just sometimes focuses on the wall behind the tv and drowns out the voices

he just sits through them and bears them, basically

now, why? why in the world would he do this when he doesn't even enjoy it?

to make fun of you, duh. shouldn't that have been obvious?

when you leap 30ft out of your seat into the air, he laughs at you

he'll even add onto your fear by like grazing your opposite shoulder when you aren't looking and pretending he didn't do it

hes a brat

but honestly, he partially enjoys it when you spring onto him at the jump scares, no matter how much he denies it

as we all know, the boys a lil shy about asking for affection

with horror movies, he gets your affection without even asking for it! yay!

but once the movies over, if you're really shaken up, he'll use his giant beanpole arms and spoon you until you fall asleep

but then he'll be an ass about it the following week

pokes, grabs, jabs you and will say,

"huh? it wasn't me. maybe it was the (wtv villain or ghost or spirit or wtv from the movie)!"

2/10. makes fun of you and makes the movie even scarier tbh. the 2 points r only bc of the comfort he gives after its over.

bokuto koutaro

like most things in life, bokuto goes between two extremes, and never crosses into the middle

he's either having super insane cut shots that go BOOM

OR he's doing awful and is in his emo mode

same thing with this

he either isn't affected by it at all and just laughs

or he screams when the character breathes a lil too heavily

now, if he thinks the movie's not scary at all, he's pretty good to watch with if you're super scared

during the scary parts, he lets you cling onto his beefy arm while he just watches the movie in amusement

like there's a really scary scene where there's a huge jumpscare into the most climatic scene in the movie and you're burying your face into his arm but in the background you just hear:

"HAHAHAHAHA! Y/N Y/N! YOU GOTTA SEE THIS! HE'S...HE'S GETTING CHASED BY THIS GREY LITTLE CHILD! HAHAHAHA ITHIHIHIT'S EYES LOOK LIKE TAPIOCAAHAHAAHA"

"oh the grey little child is smiling! it's kinda cute! why is the main character guy sweating? he looks like me right after a long game"

"why'd the grey little child pull a purple thing out of his throat? what's that? i wonder what it tastes like though..i think it would be a thick gummy texture, but maybe a little gooey on the inside. definitely grape-flavored. the really sweet artificial good one. oh.. now i want a gummy!"

yeah

he definitely makes it less scary because he makes all the scary stuff seem really stupid

honestly pretty nice. you might not get as many nightmares because of him

now

when he's terrified, he's more terrified than you

*main character sneezes* "AHHHHHHH"

think oikawa x 800

mhm

honestly, you kind of have to take the comfort role even though you're deathly afraid of horror movies

"kou, he's just walking. its ok."

honestly he makes it seem less scary like this too because it forces you to see why the movie isn't actually that scary because you have to find out the reasons to comfort him

8.7/10. a sweetie

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bsxcrxts · 4 months

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I'm still petitioning for mommy kink spencer whenever you're up to it🚩

the people have spoken!!!

Good Vibrations

a Spencer Reid x fem!reader fic

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. my posts are for those 18+ ONLY! put your age in your bio to interact with me and my works or find yourself blocked!

Content Warnings: reader referred to by gendered terms (sorry, I usually try to avoid this but with mommy kink it's hard), porn mentioned as the way Spencer first heard of this kink but not described in detail at all, small cock Spencer alluded to (sorry I have to live my truth), mommy kink (as more of a title than anything tbh), vibrator usage, sub/dom dynamics, edging him, the vague mention of assplay but it doesn't happen (maybe a sequel idk 👀)

Word count: almost 1k <3 not proofread (sorry)

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Spencer's not particularly keen on porn. He hasn't watched any since the two of you started dating, but of course before that, when he was a bit younger and it seemed like no one was ever going to give him the time of day, he'd at the least been curious.

He's a man of science, after all. He knows the value of testing a hypothesis. He likes knowing things.

Most of what he found back then was... not his style. He'd known he was into being bossed around instead of being the one in charge, liked the feeling of a person telling him what to do, and on the surface, most of the videos were rather the opposite. So, out of a certain nosiness, Spencer kept looking, but nothing ever really stuck with him.

Except for one.

He'd never gone looking for it again. He didn't need to. The majority of the contents of the film itself weren't particularly of interest to Spencer. Just what the woman had told the man to call her.

It stayed with him for years, but he could never really quite bring himself to say it, or ask you about it. He wasn't at all dissatisfied with your sex life, quite the opposite, and there was no real reason to bring it up.

So he just... hasn't. Until today. By complete accident.

You're on the bed, straddling his thighs, pinning him down with nothing but your weight. Spencer's head is thrown back and he's writhing beneath you as you press your vibrator wand against his cock, letting it tease him before yanking it away.

Spencer reacts well to being edged, you know. He gets needy and whiny and absolutely desperate, and runs his mouth like a brat before he breaks and says anything to be allowed to cum.

You lightly drag the vibrator across his cock, and his hands scramble to and from the sheets to your thighs, trying to grasp onto anything to ground himself in the sensation.

"D-don't s-stop this time," he pleads, hips trying to buck under your body.

"Aww," you coo, "you like that feeling on your pretty little cock?"

"Mhm!" he gasps. "Keep going, g-god, keep g-going."

Spencer bucks his hips uncontrollably and tries to grab at your hands and pull the toy closer to intensify the feeling.

"Be polite," you tut, maintaining the vibrator, barely pressed against his tip.

"U-uhn! I-I am polite," Spencer sasses you a bit, frustrated as he tries to wiggle closer to the vibrator, chasing the sensation.

The contact vanishes from his cock as you take the toy away for the third time in this session. His cock kicks against his stomach, pre-cum oozing from the flushed head, impending orgasm vanishing.

Beneath you, Spencer huffs out a whine. You lean over him and kiss him, but refuse to touch his dick whatsoever.

"Spencer," you murmur, when he's stopped squirming underneath you. "Are you going to be good?"

Spencer nods, but whispers, "Wanna cum."

"I know, sweetheart. I want you to cum, too. But you have to be good. Can you behave?"

"Yes! Yes," he whines, running his hands sweetly up and down your thighs, stilling beneath you.

"That's it, such a good boy," you praise, and click the vibrator up to a middle intensity as you press it against his cock.

Finally, the relief of the contact in combination with the praise has Spencer's head reeling. He can't think straight, which is saying a lot for someone of his IQ, and he delves into rambling, saying anything that comes to his mind. That's when it just... slips.

"Thank you! T-thank you, mommy!!" he cries out, immediately tensing a little when he realizes what he's said.

You blink a little, not sure what you've heard. He's never called you that before.

"What'd you say?" you ask softly.

Spencer's cheeks turns beet red, and he turns to try to hide his face in the pillows.

"I'm sorry, we don't have to talk about it if you don't want–" he starts.

"Mommy, is that what you said? That's hot, Spencer," you say. "I liked it."

Spencer's whole demeanor changes. He instantly relaxes, becoming re-aware of the vibrations on his cock. "O-oh," he stutters, "then, um, good," and then, shyly, "m-mommy, can we keep going?"

"You want more, sweet boy?" you tease.

"Want whatever mommy gives me," Spencer gasps, sweetly obedient.

His words send shock waves through your stomach to your cunt, and you crank up the intensity of the vibrator, letting it run full strength against his twitching cock, and he jerks under you, unable to stop his reaction.

"Fuck! Mommy!" he cries out.

It takes a lot to get Spencer to cuss. You like the way it sounds when he says it, especially when he's lost in his pleasure below you.

He's fucked out, returning to his babbling as you tease the length of his cock with the vibe. You're reaching down to toy with his hole, running a finger along his taint and tapping there, not pushing in, not without prep, but even the suggestion of it drives him crazier.

"P-please mommy, next t-time, you could, um! Fuck!! Anything you want, mommy, just let me cum. I want you mommy, oh god, just like that!!"

"Anything I want, hm?" you tease.

"Y-yes, mommy!"

"What about you, sweetie? What do you want? You wanna cum?"

"Mommy, I needa cum. Please don't stop," he whines.

"I won't stop this time, Spencer, you were such a good and honest boy for me," you tell him, "go ahead and make a mess for me."

"Mommy!" Spencer moans, and spills all over his stomach and your vibrator.

It's certainly not the last time he calls you by that name.

#sub spencer #becca's bs #spencer reid smut #spencer reid x reader #Spencer 🤍

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cosmicstarlatte · 8 months

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Beel A-Z Smut HCs (Obey Me!)

⬅Back to Smut HC A-Z Masterlist ◇

18+ only, minors do not interact.

My personal headcanons using this [prompt list]

The goal is to finish the whole list; you are welcome to request a letter so I get to it faster. I will work on it as quick as I can but keep in mind I do have a life & responsibilities lol. ^^

Last Updated: Oct.1.2023 (6 out of 26)

⚠️Notes: I'll tag any sections if needed. If you think a section needs a tag, kindly let me know.

A: Affair (Describe an extra-marital affair)

B: Birthday (Describe birthday sex)

C: Compliments (Mid- and post-sex compliments)

D: Dry Humping (Describe a dry-humping scene)

You only went into the kitchen for a snack & you somehow ended up pushed against the counter with Beel dry humping your ass. Still, the gentle(?) giant wouldn't let go of the devil croissant in his mouth & managed to swallow it with another bite. "Mmph. Sorry. C-couldn't resist." You moaned as you felt his cock twitch against you, desperately wanting more. His arms were wrapped easily around your waist. "C-can I?" He asks as he continues grinding & a hand slipped to reach for your waistband. "Beel what if someone walks in!" You whined yet still pushing up against him. He swiftly pulled your bottoms down, "...it'll be really quick."

E: Experimenting (Trying something new)

F: Firsts (First time having sex together)

G: Gentle (Describe gentle/loving mid-sex gestures)

H: Handsy (When they can’t keep their hands to themselves)

I: Initiator (Who initiates most of the time? How?)

J: Jealous (“Claiming” a partner)

K: Kitchen (Describe a sex scene in the kitchen)

L: Likes (What they like in the bedroom)

M: Morning (Describe morning sex)

N: Never (Things they would never try)

O: Orgasm (Describe coming--who comes first? What do they say? How does the other person know it’s approaching?)

You're always going to cum first about 90% of the time. The only exception really being if you decide to just give him a blowjob. Anyway Beel's a giver, he loves to eat, we know this already! He could stay eating you out for hoursss. He's the type to say thank you & ask for more when you cum on his tongue. He tells you how delicious you taste.❤️ Now if he's cumming, you know by the sudden gasp and low groan he always does, always pushing himself as deep as he can go & you always eagerly await the big load this giant gives you. :3

P: Playlist (A playlist for getting down and dirty; will probably include a lap dance song, a song for making love, and a song that represents their sex life)

Q: Quiet (Reaction to a quiet partner)

He doesn't really feel one way or another about it, he's just a big teddy bear that loves to make love with you.🙂 Of course the few sounds you do make when he stuffs his massive cock in you does turn him on, he prefers to see the pretty sexy faces you make as he fucks you senseless. ^^

R: Ruttish (Signs that they’re horny)

Beel has his moments & he can be blunt. If you're dating, he'll tell you & ask, respectfully, if you want to fuck lol. If you're not together quite yet... well, he's going to be a little clingy & you'll notice him smelling you a lot more often like some tasty snack he can't wait to have. He'll have a flushed face & somehow eat more than he already does until something is finally done about it.

S: Safe Word (How often is the safe word used? Why?)

T: Teasing (Who’s the tease in the relationship? What do they do? How often?)

U: Undressing (Strip teasing a partner)

V: Videos (Sending NSFW videos to each other)

W: Wedding Night (Consummating the marriage)

X: XXX (What kind of porn does the person watch? How often?)

He's not too picky & usually finds whatever is on the first page or two of a porn site. Sometimes he will look at food porn but tbh it's a lot more distracting & he always ends up feeling hungry after it. He doesn't really watch it that often & prefers to imagine his own little scenarios in his head.

Y: Yawn (How they sleep post-sex)

Z: Zoo (Their animalistic qualities in the bedroom)

tags: biting, breeding He's a biter, he loves to mark you in so many ways. Some are soft bites & others are harder love bites. He loves to leave his scent on you!!! Also sorry if he does get just a little rough, he can't help it when you look so small, all he wants to do is breed you. He loves doggy & the mating press, please let him go wild with you ♡

#obey me #obey me beelzebub #obey me smut #obey me headcanons #obey me beelzebub smut #obey me beelzebub headcanons #obey me smut headcanons #obey me beelzebub x reader #obey me beelzebub x you #obey me beelzebub x mc #obey me beel #◇˖・ﾟ— › cosmic obey me . ⊹

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iamnmbr3 · 2 months

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hi there! During some weeks i've really become a fan of your drarry posts(sometimes daily;))..they're so detailed and convince one in a way that they can't say "nah, you're delusional..drarry doesn't exist!(platonic or romantic)"..and tbh i agree with 98% of your opinions( 2% is in little details lol)

I have some things to say:

-in room of requirement scene harry asks draco whose wand is this in his hand and draco replied his mother's [i love how he answers with honesty here bc mostly he doesn't answer straightforward..it's obvious to me how much he changed and how exhausted he is:(] then harry laughed, admitting that situation is not funny at all(as far as i remember)...do u think why harry laughed?the only reason in my mind is he missed bickering with draco hahaaaa:)))

-in shrieking shack voldemort told lucius that perhaps draco's decided to befriend harry(i love voldy for this^^)...do you think he told it to terrify lucius or despite draco's fear, he actually saw any sign of draco being inclined to harry and his side and seeing that courage in him to change his side?

-In your last meta you told "I think he definitely doesn't want to admit that there's something in Draco that he's drawn to." This is also about harry describing draco's appearance..there are some ppl that are actually gorgeous( either according to other ppl or harry) like tom riddle, cedric, cho ginny etc & there are some that look ugly(harry makes it quite clear lolll)..and some average face which harry does not bother to describe much more...as far as we're told draco is some sort of average(ofc you can think of him as handsome like i think but he's not that type of handsome that everyone agrees on like cedric..that's what i think)but harry tells good things about his appearance in a very weird way...it looks like he knows he looks good but he doesn't want to confess that directly...

Thanks for reading, keep going!💙

Thank you for this lovely ask! It truly made me smile so much to read your kind words. I'm so glad you've been enjoying my posts! And for the record I never mind if people disagree with me (as long as it's polite; and if it's not, it's the rudeness I mind not the disagreement). Discussion and respect for different opinions is what fandom is all about.

I think you raise some really fascinating points here!

1) In the Room of Requirement scene I think Harry's bitter laughter also kind of parallels Draco laughing humorlessly when they run into each other in book 6 when Harry's on his way to the Quidditch match. I think partly Harry's also just relieving tension and laughing at the absurdity of the whole situation and how they always come back to each other. And yeah I also love how Draco responds honestly to Harry.

Also very notable that when Harry asks why the three of them aren't with Voldemort, Crabbe and not Draco is the one who says that they're going to be rewarded and that they hung back to capture Harry. Draco, who has no problem answering Harry's previous question (about his wand) or his next question (about how they got into the Room) is notably silent here. (I wrote more about his motivations in this scene here btw).

2) This is such an amazing point about the shrieking shack scene that I never thought about. But wow. You're right. Great catch! This bit is actually so interesting. So Voldemort says:

"If your son is dead, Lucius, it is not my fault. He did not come and join me, like the rest of the Slytherins. Perhaps he has decided to befriend Harry Potter?"

This is such a strange and specific thing to say. Sure it could be him just messing with Lucius. But he could've done that in so many other ways. He could've just threatened to kill Draco. Or questioned his loyalty more generally. Voldemort doesn't even say something like "perhaps he has deserted me and fled" or speculate that Draco has betrayed him and joined the flighting against him. He suggests that Draco has "befriended" Harry specifically.

Also in this scene Voldemort is thinking about other things and not really paying attention to Lucius or particularly trying to torment him. Lucius is the one who brings up Draco and this is Voldemort's response to the topic.

We know Voldemort can read minds. Despite Draco's best efforts (which given that he's alive despite saving Harry in the Manor, must have been pretty good) to shield his thoughts something must have leaked through, something that gave Voldemort pause. When Lucius says that Draco would never befriend Harry, Voldemort just gives him a noncommittal response and says: "You must hope not." Which sounds to me like he isn't buying it. And indeed, where does it turn out that Draco is (clearly without orders or permission from Voldemort)? With Harry. And I've already discussed in my other meta why I don't think he was planning on killing Harry or handing him over, despite what Crabbe and Goyle thought.

Voldemort's comments are especially interesting given that right after the Room of Requirement scene Draco is attacked by another Death Eater who also seems to think he's not on their side, despite the fact that Draco's name is well known and he has a Dark Mark. So...what happened to make him think Draco wasn't on their side?

3) Yeah I absolutely think Harry thinks Draco is good looking but tries to ignore it. I think they are both exactly each other's type.

#Thanks for these great thoughts and for patiently waiting for an answers. send more asks anytime #i love getting them #asks #drarry #Harry Potter #Draco Malfoy #hpdn #h/d #harry/draco #harry x draco #meta #Harry Potter meta #drarry meta

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fairyhaos · 4 months

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hey hey heyy!! i have a question about your first impressions of your moots and anons?

sure! this is gonna be a list of moots first and then the anons after :]

@rubywonu "omg this person is so so sweet 🥰" it's bc she appeared in my inbox asking if we could be moots literally at the Same time that i was considering asking her lmaooo so that was kinda fun

@etherealyoungk "wowee famous person!!" bc her work was always rlly well received and she wrote so well :]

@mirxzii "aww someone wants to be moots with me? 🥺" bc i think roxie was the first person who i didn't know before she asked to be moots and it was so sweet to think that others wanted to be my friend

@blue-jisungs "zanna's bubbly friend" bc literally the only time i used to see axe on my dash was when she was talking w zanna haha and she always sounded sooo bright :>

@gyuswhore was just. sooo intimidating to me for some reason???? she kind of still is but she's also a really cool and really kind person

@woozis @joshuas @meowonhao @goblinvern @leejungchans not to group u guys into one point but it was literally a case of going "holy FUCK TH3SE PEOPLE ARE SO???!! ;;;!? ///??💗💗💗💗" and screaming into my hands bc u r all so cool in my eyes

@weird-bookworm the adorable and sweet person who pops into my inbox literally ALWAYS w joshua stuff hehe

@wheeboo "omg,,,, a moomoo??" bc i saw the whee and i was like OHHHH OH MY GOD THAT'S FOR WHEEIN RIGHT

@hannyoontify @icyminghao idk how to describe it but it was like a feeling of just awww oml this person is so ADORABLE

@wonwoonlight just the vibes of khione being a very gentle and very kind person tbh ^^

and anons (i don't rlly see many of u these days so idk if there's much point in doing everyone 😭) :

🍒 i think it was the joshua lips thing that prompted the first convo????? so it was like "HELL YEAH ANOTHER SUPPORTER ✊" sort of impression haha

🎐 was just soooo sweet n lovely bc we started talking bc of the synaesthesia post and wind chime anon just had an Adorable way of typing haha

🌙/ @mesanthropi it was kinda like... "this person is kinda adorable" bc i kind of KNEW who u were but that didn't make ur conversation any less endearing

🥡/ @h-ao i just remember my pure and utter delight bc sen was sooo friendly and seeing the new named anon in my inbox made my day ^_^

#fairyhaos.tagged #friends <3 #i have a bunch of other moot games in my inbox gays im so sorry im gonna get round to them i promise #anyways!!!!! here this is #sometimes i dont have a clear feeling at the beginning or sometimes #we've had far too many experiences/ one REALLY VIVID EXPERIEBCE so i cant remmeber my first thoughts :]

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kittenninja14 · 3 months

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Hii KN!!

I have a question. Can you describe the evolution of the way you drew Zane?

ps. ur Zane is so cute!

Hello, my mysterious friend!! <333

Thank you for asking that brilliant question.

First of all, thank you soo much!! I'm glad you think my Zane is cute!! <33

As for the "evolution" here it is:

The first time I drew Zane, I drew him like this:

Yeah.... nowhere close to the Zane I now draw, lol.

Tbh, I nvr really liked how I drew him here. To me, he just didn't feel real(?). I dunno if that's the right word, lol. He looks more like a rectangle than a human.

But all in all, I just wasn't satisfied with the results. For this fanart, I just needed to draw Zane so I did my best in this art.

The second time I drew Zane was-- welllllll, I honestly love drawing Zane, he kinda is my fav character to draw (his hair is soooo easy, lol) But I started doodling Zane here and there in class.

I do not recommend doodling in class. Be responsible and work on ur classwork, lol.

I don't have all my doodles but here is one

As u can see Zane is starting to get more shape here, lol.

He's starting to look more human (is that the right word?) than a rectangle, lol.

The third time I drew him was for a fanart from Shogun: Becoming by @nickelwick

(sry about the bad quality)

Now this was a completely different art style in coloring/drawing but with all that aside-- you can see a major shift in style when it comes to drawing Zane.

(now in retrospect the eyes could use a little improvement)

Anyways, I wanted to draw Zane with a different look. From the time between the first drawing and the second, I was tweaking/improving my art style.

The fourth time was for my screenshot redraw:

Honestly, here, you can see a huge change.

I would say that the fanart for Shogun: Becoming seriously inspired me when I drew this.

I think the tip I can give you when it comes to drawing characters is to first try to find an art style that you are comfortable with drawing.

In my case, if you scroll wayyyyy down in my DeviantArt account, you can see that the first couple of artworks are all done in different styles--I was in the "experimenting" stage.

In all honesty, I believe that all artists out there--no matter how good their art is--can improve. There is always room for improvement and betterment (dunno if that's a word, lol).

So when it came to Zane (and my art style as well) I started experimenting.

Then after I was done with experimenting, I started improving my art.

Here is the fifth time I drew Zane.

This pic is actually the "foundation" of all of my Zane pics. The colors, expressions, and clothes were all done bc I experimented.

It took time--a lot of time-- to get this drawing done.

But that's how we all start, lol.

The sixth time, I drew the og Zane.

He was quite a challenge, lol. Perhaps it was the color pallet or the fact that I was rushing to get this done for Ninjago's 13 anniversary, but he honestly could use an improvement, lolll.

Now I can do A LOT of pics to show the "evolution" but imma just use the latest art.

This pic took like 10 mins (at most) to draw. Compared to the fifth time which took hours.

Drawing Zane has honestly become my fav pass-time, ngl.

I would say to all the artists out there-- just relax. Ur art doesn't have to be purr-fect. No one starts out as a professional. (unless u have some cool powers that make u draw perfectly)

Be patient with yourself.

Everyone can draw. But it just takes time, practice, and perseverance.

So don't give up. If I had given up on drawing Zane after the first pic, then I would have never drawn this cutie pie, lol.

Anyways, I hope this answers your question!! I honestly had a lot of fun with this "evolution" post. Feel free to ask me more about the other ninjas. But ngl, I think Zane is the only character (as of rn) that I feel the most comfortable with and has the most development, lol.

Byeeee!! Cya next time!!! <3333

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future-boi · 6 months

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Get To Know Me Tag Game!

Thanks to @mythical-bookworm and @alex-a-fans for tagging me.

tbh this is just a song rec list LMAO [easier to open in a browser fyi]

1) Spell your name in songs

Y'all get two for the price of one cuz I couldn't decide if I wanted to go with all non-English songs or not.

The non-English songs are labeled with 🧋 in case you wanna avoid 🤪

Warning: Most of the songs in english have swear words so... just in case u got kids or ur strict parents around LMAO.

⚡️ F: Fighter Not a Lover

aro/ace people gonna love that shit ^ + no swear words

alt: fml u fucked me up

⚡️ U: URARA🧋

It translates to 'Oo-la-la', which I now realize is the magazine Biff was carrying around in the second movie... this was unintentional and the meaning of the song is very wholesome, trust me

alt: Upside Down

⚡️ T: this was a demo for this one song...

That one's like 50% f-bombs ^ i love it

alt: Toxic but its NOT Brittany, B*tch 💅

The most aggressive entry on this list

⚡️ U: Up Up and Away

The only f-bomb is in the second verse

alt: Unmei no Roulette Mawashite 🧋

'unmei' means 'destiny' so you know I had to include it

⚡️ R: Raining in Manila (half 🧋)

Couple of dudes just vibin' out in the studio, what's not to love?

alt: RAHHHH

^im convinced this is what suburbanites see in their nightmares

⚡️ E: Electricity (half 🧋)

alt: Extensyon

Both make up the most WHOLESOME entry in this

⚡️ -(hyphen): Hatid Sundo 🧋

Baby. Baby boi. Baby. vibes ^

alt: Hell to Sell

EVIL. vibes ^

🚫🧢 I have a problem with tonal whiplash. Did I cheat and use the hyphen to include the most wholesome and cute song right before pulling out the lowkey most scandalous song in the list? YES.

Just realized it doesn't work as well if you can't understand it, but trust me. I mean just listening to its vibes is enough 😩

⚡️ B: Balik Sa Umpisa 🧋

Any song that samples/remixes 'Stand By Me' is a W in my book.

alt: Bodybag

I'm just self-reporting at this point.

Ok the rest are very wholesome songs I swear

⚡️ O: Oretachi Rookies 🧋

alt: Oh, Imagine That

ok this one's tied for most wholesome in the list

⚡️ I: I/Me/Myself

gnc/nb people gonna love this shit ^

alt: I Really Like You

that was a struggle, R is the top pick to check out imo. E, O and I are the wholesome ones with no swear words if u care.

2) Why did you choose your URL?

Its based. ..off the song in the musical. I got back into the fandom because of the musical so I owe it that much. 'boi' sounds more gender-neutral than 'boy'

3) What is your middle name?

That's a secret!

4) If you could be any mythical creature, what would you be?

Shapeshifter.

5) Favorite color?

Purple. Lavender/Periwinkle specifically.

6) Song you love right now?

What? 🧋 The amount of crackhead energy, but genuine emotion... AND AESTHETIC. it was literally made for me LMAO Ken is so aggro but hes singing about not littering. like why is he so intimidating-- but i support the eco-friendly king. but fr the song is about waving ur flag with pride??? PRIDE???? and they look androgynous asf??? whats not to love

7) Top four fandoms? (Current Fandoms?)

Back to the Future

That's it

jk uhhh, Invincible

Thats it, dont wanna get into past fandoms rn

8) Tag nine people

mf u think i know 9 people??

im playin, lemme tag some cool people... not that u have to do this, i just wanted to bother u 🤪 but feel free to do it, i wanna hear other music 🥺🥺🥺

⚡️ @maxintime LOVE UR ART STYLE. BEEN TOO SHY TO BOTHER U THO 😭

⚡️ @jowritesfanfiction my inspo, my density, ILY. Im never shy bout bothering u in my posts HAVE U GOTTEN THE RESTRAINING ORDER AGAINST ME YET 🤪🤪😭😭😭 ive tagged this mf in every other post istg

⚡️ @moth-makay ur great frfr 😭😭 all the hugs. r u gonna post more art??? cuz u shouuuld 🥺

⚡️ @bttf-dork ur name and pfp give comfy vibes??? its very endearing. dunno how to describe it, but i like seeing u in my notifs 🥰 bUT UR ART DOHHH. immaculate. underrated.

⚡️ @pepsifox88 i hope u continue to cook ✨ everyone go and GIVE THEM SUPPORT, I AM NO LONGER ASKING

and to the rest of u, thank u for liking a bunch of my work, whenever i see long lists of likes like that, or if i see ur name often 'nuff, i always notice 😇, i never know how to say thank you!!

@leftoverspagehhti

@karorurodriguez

@epikprinc

@mapleflavedpepperoni

@xmaster3000

@jayisnotdrawing

@jackofthecards

@ectojester

@cat0marble

Didn't include everyone, but just know that i noticed you!!! 💝

watch me get reported for harassment by all these people 😂

#music

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hanasnx · 1 year

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heyyy do you have any advice on how to write smut cause its sooo difficult for me *cries in virgin*

ur like one of my fav smutty writers and idk if you have any tips 😭

first off thank u very much i appreciate that :)

this isnt the first time ive been asked for writing tips so im gonna give a lot of info. youre bound to find something useful in this mess

im so sorry but one of my solutions to giving myself confidence in smut-writing was to literally fuck and fuck a lot

after losing my virginity it still wasnt enough experience tbh. so i gave myself room to explore my sexuality and was privileged enough to do it with a partner that encouraged that growth. that experience of fucking sure didnt hinder my smut-writing ability if you know what i mean ;0 but everything else about writing i learned from years of practice. ive been writing since i was in elementary school like id come home from fourth grade and read and write on quotev klsdjfsfj smut writing skills came later post puberty

when i tried writing smut as a virgin i genuinely couldn’t get past the build up. i was fantastic at writing the build up, it was the actual sex part that was hard bcos even tho i had done enough research (i read a lot of porn) it didn’t instill me with enough confidence that i could write it correctly, and so i never did. however! i sure wish i’d committed to it more, so let me see if i can write out some tips that would’ve helped me in the past

(this is just how i write smut, im by no means an expert)

my timeline

the way i write smut is pretty formulaic so i’ll break it down:

hook line ⟹ settings ⟹ build-up ⟹ foreplay ⟹ sex ⟹ ending

☥ hook line. maybe: a dialogue piece to kickstart; an ambiguous line that reels you in; an exciting action. i dont like starting my story with the name/pronouns of a character doing something boring. i.e. “you were getting ready for the day…” idk it’s not the worst thing in the world and we've all done it but just writing out what i try to avoid.

☥ build up is key to me. i have such a hard time reading and writing porn with no plot. i’ll do it sometimes if i like the writer enough, but i rarely write smut without the build up bcos i feel like that’s where the juice is. its whats fun and what you get to play around with bcos the actual sex part of the fic is pretty predictable.

focus on what’s said and unsaid in dialogue between characters. focus on the emotion each of them are feeling and how that emotion manifests into body language.

⟹ dirty talk is not for everyone, but god i love it. literally get nasty with it, this is your writing and we’re all just readin it. build anticipation using dirty talk, make filthy promises, make threats. make your characters talk about the nasty shit they wanna do to each other.

imagine someone you really wanna fuck, imagine the things youd do to them if you had the chance,,, write it into your characters.

☥ foreplay. goes hand in hand with dirty talk, its where the touching starts. decide how you want to play it. who gets oral, who gets fingered. both? one of them? neither and they just go straight to fucking?? i like foreplay, but if youre writing a “quickie” scenario then it may not be in the cards.

lets say it is in the cards tho. so some things to remember:

⟹ foreplay gets the dicks hard. when dicks get hard they leak pre-cum. balls have like no cushion and theyre soft and have little sacks in em that move around. the skin of this genital is often described as velvety bcos its soft. ive honestly never had sex with an uncircumcised penis so i have no idea if there’s a difference between how they feel.

foreplay makes the pussies loose and wet. the inside can be lumpy. it can be ridged or smooth. it can be all kinds of flesh colors like brown and pink.

without the foreplay (which can be verbal communication, or touching of the body or genitals) its a little painful for afabs bcos theyre too tight or too dry. and a flaccid dick is a little unpredictable to try to fit in.

⟹ afabs can have multiple orgasms, amabs are less lucky. afabs can cum and squirt multiple times, amabs can cum multiple times.

⟹ genitals get really sensitive after cumming though. so if you write someone finishing, write out how they might need some time before they finish again or start fucking, or that they get overstimulated getting touched still after they came and that sensitivity is a little uncomfortable.

⟹ the head of the penis is the most sensitive and that’s what makes it cum/orgasm. clits on pussies are the most sensitive and its what makes cum/orgasms happen. its very difficult if not impossible to achieve orgasm (if youve got a pussy) through penetration alone without clit stimulation

⟹ you can cum/squirt and not have an orgasm

☥ sex

⟹ changing positions can change angles and hit new pleasurable spots inside pussies.

⟹ probably write a couple different positions during the sex part, just to keep things fresh.

⟹ sprinkle in dirty talk to prolong the sex scene and to avoid sounding repetitive because if youre writing p in v it’s pretty standard to thrust over and over again until youre done. its a lot less glamorous when you spell it out like that, so you gotta add shit to make the sex scene more enjoyable to the reader whos not actively experience the sex.

☥ ending. i usually end the one shot after the fucking is done.

the smut tips

☥ think back to a time you were really turned on. from a show, from a book, something someone said to you, your own sex life, porn you really liked,,, take inspiration from it. use it and channel that own arousal within you.

if youve got a dirty fantasy and it gets you so hot and bothered thinking about it, write that.

if youve got a partner that fucks you crazy good and supplies you with inspo for dialogue or for settings or for scenarios, write that too. theres been a whole bunch on my blog that was inspired by my boyfriend. not everything, but enough to mention it.

also! another thing that people underestimate is the inspiration you take from other blogs. like mine for example, if you like my stuff take inspo from it. study my writing style and you’ll see all kinds of little tips in subtext id never be able to list for you. i do that with other blogs, i dont copy them but i definitely learn little things i like from them and incorporate it into my writing for a more cohesive story. if i take an idea though i ask for their permission & credit them.

☥ the most important tip i can give you is be as self indulgent as possible. youre wasting time worrying about other people. “will they like this? will people think im weird? what if they think im weird for writing this?” fuck that noise. warn accordingly, and go ham. your self indulgence is your best friend. it’ll guide you through all those dirty things you want to say or do to someone, let it take root and write what excites you. chances are you will find your people, and your fic will be set apart bcos it’s so specific to you that people will be drawn to that. and if theyre not? it ends up not being popular? it doesnt matter! because you had fun writing it right? fuck yea u did

☥ the types of words you use are so important. words that invoke a certain emotion or sexy feeling. its difficult to explain but i try my hardest to use “beautiful language” paired with dirty, disgusting, cacophonous language. marry them together so you can convey whether youre “love-making” or “fucking”. i dont like words that dont look or sound good in my head. like when you paint, you probably use colors you like looking at to create the entire picture on the canvas that’s beautiful. so pick out paints that are pleasing to the eyes. the bold ones and the soft ones.

examples of words i dont use cos i hate the way they sound and the way they look: “vagina” and “penis” LMAO

even “butt” isnt a word i like to use. i’ll almost always use “ass” or “backside”

⟹ the smut writer’s dictionary

☥ i keep comedy out of it for the most part, ive never really seem humor added positively into a smut that added to the experience. its usually physical humor stuff like the characters bumping heads or stubbing their toe or something its just cringy to me idk. if i add comedy (i am not good at writing comedy)i put it before the smut. and if you must have some sort of lightheartedness id keep it casual, light, and personal. like an inside joke or something tongue in cheek. you dont have to hide your deepest desires behind humor , you can be serious

☥ your pain tolerance is heightened so run with that. get spanked its fun

more important tips i love and stand by:

☥ call backs are important to me. it’s like if you have something in the future of your fic to be used, try to incorporate it in some small way in your establishing settings or build up. but it’s not as important to others as it is to me. an example would be in my one shot “talk huttese to me”, at the end anakin fucks reader on the tool table. at the very beginning of the fic, when i had reader taking in the surroundings of the “garage bay”, she scanned the drawer stack where she set his broth she brought him, and the tool table he’d later fuck her on. its kinda like,,, foreshadowing (i think?). you’re setting up your reader to be like “?? i wonder why the author thought it would be important to mention the tool table.. wonder if anakin fucks her on it later.” but even if your readers dont react that way, i still think it ties things together nicely

☥ try to write 15-20 mins uninterrupted. create a ritual. i use the bathroom, refill my water, grab a fun drink like sweet tea, put on a silent youtube video (like my ahsoka star wars lofi live i love so much), listen to a playlist of music (preferably music you havent heard before so it can fade into the background. maybe even cultivate a playlist for the vibe youre going for in your story, aids greatly in creating an atmosphere in your writing if youre translating the music in your ears), and turn your phones notifications off (ofc i leave on notifs for calls in case of emergencies, but i can answer my friends’ texts after my writing session). set a timer so you dont have to keep checking the time.

☥ don’t stop in the middle of your storytelling to check the thesaurus or dictionary. write out whatever word/phrase first came to mind and highlight it to come back to later to alter or replace it completely. you’re interrupted your creative flow and its difficult to come back to it when youre checking the thesaurus every five seconds. this hack was crucial to my ability to stay on task i promise you

☥ avoid sounding repetitive by using the same words close together. you’ll create a fuller story by adding to your vocabulary using the thesaurus.

☥ avoid listing actions, break them up with adverbs at the start of your sentences if you must, or description of things or the place your character is in, or explain the emotion your character is feeling or what that emotion is causing within your character. starting sentences over and over again with the character’s name or pronoun breaks up the flow for the reader.

☥ really try to finish your works in progress even if you think its bad, the challenge of it will help you practice and learn to overcome your own mind trying to hold you back

☥ if you dont like the direction your fic is going,,, and youre experiencing writer’s block:: cross out the most recent bit and take it in a new direction. “oh but indy!! i really have a certain goal in mind!!” great, find another way to get to it because youre blocking yourself from finishing this forcing yourself into a non entertaining corner. switch it up! challenge yourself. “but indy!! i really liked what i had for this scene!!” yea but youre blocked right? youre not writing anything else for this scene and you cant, right? if you like what you have for this scene (an action, a dialogue piece youre proud of, a plot twist) save it! use it for a different piece !

hope this helps you and others!

#indy shoots the shit #anon #indy overshares #thanks for the msg!!#writing tips #smut writing tips

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2023 WRITING REVIEW

tagged: no one i just wanted to do this and i forgot about it soz </3 tagging : board of directors i'd tag u here but this is mostly fic-based so sorree... anyway if u have already done this my b.... i wld like to see ur post tho @evcndiaz | @brimay | @usignedupforthis | @seek--rest | @posallys | @dustorangeheartssnowman | @adhd-merlin | @queerofthedagger

number of stories posted to ao3: 34 ±1 bc i updated a fic from a while back <3

word counted posted for last year: 90k... a feat (i wrote more but it was ofic so add like maybe 10k to that)

fandoms i wrote for: alex stern series, merlin, house md, pjo, spidey, hunger games, doctor who, & the grisha trilogy

pairings: merthur / arwen / mergwenthur / mergana, darlingstern, hilson, percabeth, petermj, everlark, tenrose, malina

stories with the most KUDOS: jealousy, jealousy (house md) with 522 <3 BOOKMARKS: except my life (merlin) with 137 <3 COMMENT THREADS: rip current (pjo) with 38 <3 *technically the answer to all of these is tested with torment but that's a fic i updated so i don't reallyyyyyy count it

work i'm most proud of (and why): thread of gold (arwen, bbc merlin) because i don't exactly post 2nd person fic and tbh most people HATEEEEE 2nd person fic AND i got people to enjoy it. HA!

work i'm least proud of (and why): coffee drinker (gen fic, bbc merlin) because it was just a promptfic and i didn't even really feel like posting it but i wrote it so i might as well yk?

share or describe a favorite review you received: any review that quotes a line but this one from judas kiss (arwen, bbc merlin)...

THIS. IS. WONDERFUL ❤️❤️❤️ *creates bookmark with gusto* I LOVE that you dug into what it might have been like for Gwen while she was under that enchantment! It was so creative to have her past memories blurring with glimpses of the present during the enchantment. I *felt* her disorientation, and it *hurt*. I felt so bad for Gwen all over again! 😭😭😭 That aspect of this story could have been a fantastic standalone one-shot in its own right, but noooo, you raised the bar and KEPT GOING and made it even better!!! I love that you showed Gwen and Merlin staying friends after Gwen becomes queen, and I love how she confides in him and how he immediately drops everything to go look for the offending piece of jewelry. The bit about Arthur’s incredulity at Merlin’s method of testing the enchantment was a great dash of humor, and I love that you fleshed out the concept of the enchantment to be something the others could experience so that they could truly *know* that Gwen had been innocent. And don’t even get me started on how much I love Arthur’s “Forgive me.” I love how he doesn’t think twice about humbling himself in front of everyone because his focus is solely on Gwen, consumed by the urgency of doing the right, honorable, and loving thing in that moment. You write Arthur and Gwen’s relationship so beautifully. 💕 Well done; I hate you (/affectionate) for all these feels. 🥰🫂👏

a time when writing was really, really hard: august through october... idek why i was literally in agony not writing

a scene or character you wrote that surprised you: writing jj in spider-man: homewrecker because i've NEVER written him before (in my memory) and i was like. Hello .

a favorite excerpt of your writing: cannae lie i have a few favs so... killing is a love language (mergana, bbc merlin) Heartbreak snakes up his throat, constricting him at the sight of her. Morgana’s beauty is incontestable even like this, but her hatred wore her down to her bones. Gone were the full cheeks and rosy lips, the perfectly combed hair, the wardrobe that would put princesses to shame. Now, her face is sunken in, her hair a curled storm, her dress is merely black rags at this point. thread of gold (arwen, bbc merlin) Your father’s presence is larger than life. Larger than love. It looms. It casts shadows long enough to hide every hope and dream you’ve ever had for yourself. the boy and the girl (malina, the grisha trilogy) Memory fractures into shards. Real or not real? There’s Mal in the meadow. Mal buried beneath the hanging tree. Mal cold in her palms. There’s a sky darker than night. Her hands bloodied. A knife lodged in his heart. Her knife. His blood. Her fault. She killed him. She loves him. Her fault. Rest her head on his still chest. Her fault. No heartbeat. Her fault. No warmth. Cold light spilling from her palms. She killed him. The Saint’s only true worshipper martyred.

how did you grow as a writer last year: my hopes from last year was that i finally finish a multichap fic.... 😭 does a short 3-shot count. besides that i wrote more consistently and i'm finally Used to my writing style. i think.

how do you hope to grow this year: hell if i know if i could write something longer than 20k that'd be great 😭😭😭😭

who was your greatest positive influence this year as a writer (could be another writer, beta, cheerleader, etc.): the board.... @rosesau / @bipercabeth / @stellwood fnh...... i'd tag katie but she absconded from tumblr smh. anyway hi freaks n geeks

anything from your real life show up in your writing last year: oh i don't even know. nothing ig

any new wisdom you can share with other writers: bro idek the more i write the more writing becomes fundamentally so hard to talk about ... sorreeee

any projects you're looking to starting (or finishing) this year: IF I DON'T FUCKING MAKE PROGRESS ON MY PLAY I WILL BASH MY HEAD INTO A WALL. THIS CAN'T KEEP HAPPENING. ATLAS AND VIVIAN YOU WILL BE WRITTEN ON THE PAGE INSHALLAH

#tag games #2023 #writing #text #tais toi lys #not the numbering getting fucked. whatever

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limpwristdyke · 1 year

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wondering if you’d be willing to share some of your favorite j7 fics?

First of all I’m sorry it took me this long to answer u and secondly THANK u for this opportunity to dump some of my faves on you! 💕 Also I wanted to reread all of these before rec’ing for fun & so I could say better what I MEAN about them but alas I’m gonna have to mostly go off my memory & vibes. Also lol I’m getting so distracted off looking for more old fics so I’m just gonna send tweet so I don’t spend another week adding to this but ofc there are so many greats & if I think of other faves I’ll lyk!

I’m gonna err toward some pre-ao3 fics—there's such a little something about the older gems, I don't know what it is but it’s like its own universe and the lighting’s just a little different over there.

The Oracle by nejvit oracle: nejvit

When I found this fic I felt like I’d fallen thru a dimension like, This story’s been here all this time!?! and became obsessed w finding more older J/7 fics. I immediately read everything else by nejvit after this one; recommend the rest but this one’s the best IMO.

The Rod and the Staff by Trekintandem

Get in gays its biblical allusions + queer desire! The writing is so !! trekintandem is so good at envisioning and describing the sort of awkward/easy, casual/weighty conversations they like to/ought to have w each other & showing their little gears turning as they try to figure out what they’re trying to say & why. Also recommend Propriety and Desire—SUCH a sexy little vibe for them. Ok also read the same spot twice (post endgame) !

Not just strip poker by pinkrabbitproductions

A romp & a treat! Also tbh a fave of Seven’s responses to questions of power. (Also may be worth mentioning that I think the title sorta misrepresents the vibe, to me anyway)

Rules of the Game by Bailey B.

A post-endgame treat for the pygmalion girlies (gn)!!!! + something I love where Janeway distances herself from Seven thinking it’s The Right Thing To Do but it is actually fucked up & hurtful & she has to get right with herself! But most importantly it’s the Vibes for me.

Journey’s End by iheartjaneway

Another post endgame—I haven’t read this one in years but rabidly searched the internet (in vain) for more of their fics so I know I had a great time.

Before the Beginning: Jackie Kennedy

Another one I need to reread but it’s another one for the ~vibes. & some of these scenes of the Voyager crew in San Francisco are canon to me. …oh no I think this is another one where Janeway avoids Seven out of her misguided martyr complex no one look at me!!!!! Well,

The Once and Future by awomannotagirl

Powerful, life-changing, show-stopping!!! I wish I could eat this fic. Also post endgame. (& imo SUCH a good take on Janeway’s background; canon To Me.)

wild geese by problematick

I haven’t watched Picard and one of the reasons I may never is because I KNOW I’ll be disappointed that it is not THIS FIC which is everything!! + Seven, & Kathryn, & Seven’s name?? Delicious!

Violence and Variations by kesdax

This one's a gen series with a j7 storyline; imo it’s like watching an arc of perfect Seven-centric Voyager eps. Like Voyager should’ve made these eps fr!! Fair warning it’s currently an unfinished series!

Hypnobyl’s Love is Blind (care-taking Seven in the Seven-most way!) & Necessary Sacrifices (fake marriage away mission!!) ok & Coya Anochta Zab (another post-endgame...)

Baby Demon by Boadicea and Kelly

A rare Relativity story! I love the idea of these two in time travel situations together. I wanna call this fic atmospheric, I think that's the main thing that's stuck with me.

Crossing the Line by FaustianAspirant

A post Dark Frontier scene. This is thee j7 pretext dialogue/scenario to me!!! (SPOILER/fair warning u might not like where/how it ends up but IMO worth it regardless.)

#literally i've been piecing this together as i've had time over the past couple of weeks and i'm already #thinking of more fics to add #also I AM obsessed w trawling the wayback machine for old fics so #if anybody wants to find any PLEASe hmu it is A Joy #j7 #voyager #janeway/seven #janeway x seven #fic rec

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matcha latte (msc.47)

pairing: mick schumacher x fem!reader warnings: cheese, fluff, reader works with kids, lots of petnames from platonic!daniel, platonic!charles and platonic!carlos, shysimp!mick, simp!reader, shitty writing, reader's outfits are described a few times and definitely present more as fem. if that's not your thing, that's okie word count: 9.7k synopsis: you've been crushing on the cute barista at your friend's cafe for a while now. he's been crushing on you too. the only problem? you're both too shy to say anything... maybe you need a helping hand from your large group of friends and the cutest kids. ((this is a fic I wrote and posted on my kpop blog a few years ago that I rewrote to fit F1. it's kinda jumpy and chaotic and it's a mess of like... 8 drivers being a huge friend group... tbh I'll probably rewrite it at some point but I think it's cute so I wanted to post it! pls let me know what you think <33))

You loved your Wednesday afternoons at ‘The Shoreline’ . Ever since you could remember, you’d been coming with Daniel, Charles and Carlos to Pierre and Yuki’s cafe. It was a cute cafe tucked away on the corner of a smaller street, facing the beach. The cafe itself was fairly large once you were inside, but the decor and vibe made it feel warm and homely. The sweet smell of cinnamon sugar mixed in with the more bitter aroma of coffee. The tantalising scent wrapped itself around you like a hug as you entered and you took a deep breath, inhaling the smell. You looked around, taking in the cafe. Worn armchairs were clustered around various styled wooden coffee tables, some taller, some shorter. The armchairs were a mixture of designs and patterns. You weren’t sure what your friend’s had been going for when they chose to decorate with a mixture of slightly eclectic colours but you loved it none the less. The wall to the right of the door had floor-to-ceiling, folding glass doors that allowed for plenty of natural light as well as beautiful views and on hot summer days, the doors would open, allowing the sea breeze to gently brush through and the noise of the ocean to accompany the music playing in the cafe. The main focal point of the cafe though was the large countertop placed at the back wall. It was a huge piece of wood that Pierre had laboriously sanded down and varnished himself. Placed on the countertop was a selection of the most delicious baked desserts and pastries. Behind the countertop was a top of the range espresso machine, coffee grinder and coffee press as well as a fridge that showcased mouthwatering sandwiches and salads. It was a perfect mixture of your friend’s personalities reflected in one small cosy cafe.

You looked around for your best friends, checking your phone for the message from Carlos to confirm they were there. You easily found them at your usual table by the large open doors as you saw Daniel’s curly hair poking up from behind a potted plant and Carlos broad-shouldered frame.

“Hello, my ducky!” Daniel boomed cheerfully as you plopped yourself down in the seat opposite him and Charles, next to Carlos. You giggled at his greeting, “Hi Danny!” He reached across the table and linked your fingers with his, swinging your hand from side to side as you turned to Carlos, “How was your holiday with Lando?! I missed you…” You pouted, Carlos poked your cheek with his index finger as he swallowed the sip of his drink he’d just taken. “It was good! The scenery was great and I took some amazing photos!” “But?” You prompted, “But what?” He said nonchalantly, pretending not to know what you were playing at, “You missed me, right?” You leant on his shoulder as a rumble of laughter worked it’s way up from his chest. “Oh, of course… But I missed Daniel and Charles more!” He exclaimed as he lifted his mug to take another drink. Charles cheered as you nudged Carlos’ shoulder playfully with your own, pulling your hands away from Daniel, “Well, I’m going to get a drink!” You poked your tongue out at Carlos as you stood up, punching his shoulder, “Hey… baby…” Daniel looked at you disapprovingly, as Carlos rubbed his shoulder with fake hurt, “Sorry Dad…” You rolled your eyes. “‘y’, Dad-dy.” Daniel emphasised, making Charles cackle and Carlos gag, “Ew…” You shuddered as you headed towards the counter, Carlos, Charles and Daniel snickering behind you.

As you made your way to the counter, two arms wrapped themselves around your waist, hoisting you into the air, making you shriek. You recognised it to be Pierre, “Pierre put me down!” You were glad there were no other customers in the cafe at that moment. He laughed as he put you back down, “Hi beautiful,” You turned to hug him, closing your eyes and breathing in the scent of vanilla and coffee that was oh-so-Pierre. He patted your head adoringly before whispering to you, “Mick is working today.” Your eyes shot open as you felt your face grow warm. Playing it cool you pulled away from Pierre, “And you think I want to know that because…?” “Because you have a crush.” Pierre deadpanned. You swallowed hard before answering, “I do not!” You were rather indignant. Pierre looked past you, “Oh, hey Mick!” You whirled around to see no one there, turning back to Pierre who was holding his side from laughter, you huffed, “I’m glad you find this funny…” He gently patted your back before guiding you up to the counter. “Hey, Mick!” Pierre called out loudly, “Customer!” You heard him grumbling in the storeroom behind the counter before Pierre cleared his throat, “It’s Y/N.” The grumbling stopped and it was quiet for a moment before you heard the sounds of whispering and shuffling feet. Yuki popped his head out of the kitchen door, “Heya Y/N!” He waved, “Hi Yuki.” You smiled at him before he disappeared back into the kitchen.

There was more whispering and shuffling before poor Mick was all but pushed through the doorway, you bit your lip shyly as you took him in. Despite the summer heat, he was wearing an oversized white v-neck sweater and if you looked from a certain angle you could just see his collarbones peeking out. His sweatshirt was tucked into a pair of jeans that were slightly rolled up at the ankles with his beaten up converse on his feet to finish his outfit. He nervously fiddled with the tie at the front of his black uniform apron before awkwardly adjusting the cap sitting on his head, taking it off to push his hair back before placing it back on his head. His hair looked soft. You imagined running your fingers through it and- ‘Stop it Y/N’ you thought “H-h-hi Y/N.” He kept his gaze on the countertop, finger poking at a few stray crumbs. “Hi Mick,” you couldn’t explain why you felt so flustered, “What can I get for you today?” He asked softly, finally breaking his intense staring contest with the countertop to look at you. You inhaled as he quite literally took your breath away. He gave you a soft smile as he began to nervously fiddle with the sleeves of his sweater which had fallen over his hands slightly, making you squeal internally. “Could I please get a matcha latte?” Pierre rolled his eyes, “I swear you get the same thing every damn time!” “I like them!” You whined, making Mick let out a soft giggle - oh gosh. Your heart beat sped up. “Hot or iced?” You contemplated for a moment, “Iced please…” You trailed off shyly as you looked at the cakes and desserts available, deciding to treat yourself.

As eclectic as Pierre’s colour choices in decorating were, you could say the same thing about some of his flavour options for cakes and drinks. It was part of the reason why the cafe attracted so many people on weekends and holidays. You looked at the options available for the day, mouth already watering. Pierre and Yuki always came up with something new each day, as well as the classic customer favourites and seasonal specials that came out at Christmas and in the summer. The usual things were there; red velvet cake, chocolate fudge cake, chocolate chip cookies, salted caramel and pecan cookies, matcha macarons, vanilla macarons, strawberry macarons and all variety of cupcakes. Then there were the more unusual flavours for today; champagne cream and strawberry scones, lavender honey macaroons, vanilla sponge with mango and coconut mousse filling, Earl Grey sponge with rose buttercream and blood orange and poppy seed polenta shortbread. Your eyes nearly fell out of your head as you gazed at all the options available to you. “Pierre… How am I supposed to pick just one?” You turned to Pierre with wide eyes. Mick found himself struggling not to coo at your cuteness. Damn, he just wanted to squish your cheeks. “Ummm… Can I please take a lavender and honey macaron and a slice of the Earl Grey sponge with rose buttercream, please? Whatever I don’t eat Daniel will finish anyway!” You giggled. Mick nodded as he set about cutting a slice of cake, selecting a macaron and plating it nicely. He passed you the plate, eyes suddenly widening as your fingers brushed his. The two of you froze for a second, staring at each other. Eyes wide and cheeks warm, holding your breath. You were broken out of your trance by a shout of your name, placing the plate down on your tray you turned, “Y/N!” “Lando!” You pulled the tanned boy in for a hug. “Carlos said you had a good time on holiday?” He nodded enthusiastically, “Yeah! But I missed you…” He frowned, you turned to face your table, “See? Lando missed me!” Carlos rolled his eyes at your antics, continuing to sip his coffee, you winced. How on earth could he drink that stuff? It was far too bitter. That’s why you preferred the sweeter yet still earthy taste of a matcha latte. They always seemed especially sweet when Mick made them… Speaking of Mick, he was just finishing making your drink, pouring it over ice. You clapped your hands excitedly as he placed it on your tray. “Anything else?” He pushed his hair back and you gulped suddenly, that did not need to be as attractive as it was. “No, thank you…” You blushed as you picked up the try. He felt his breathing hitch as he caught sight of the cute shy smile spreading across your cheeks. Mick thought it was adorable that your tongue poked out of your mouth slightly as your concentration face took over, your focus completely on carrying the tray back to your table. Pierre walked next to you laughing and joking. Mick sighed. He wished he could be like that with you… Chilled, relaxed, cool. -----------

When Mick walked through the door into work that morning, he knew you’d come in at some point. Wednesday lunchtimes you would always come in with Daniel, Charles and Carlos. You’d stay there all afternoon until closing which was when Pierre, Lando, Yuki and Esteban would join you. Mick would join too but he always found himself too shy to really speak to you.

“Morning Mick!” Pierre greeted him from behind the counter, “Good morning.” Mick reply was quiet, “Miiiiiiiiiiiick!” A tall body suddenly whacked into him and he fought to stay upright as he now bore Esteban’s full weight on his back. He laughed gently at his friend’s antics, patting his arm as it squeezed him tightly, “Good morning Esteban.” “Good morning Mick!” Mick smiled at Lando, patting his shoulder affectionately as he passed him, “Morning Lando!” He entered the small staff room and put his bag down before grabbing his apron and putting it on. He entered the kitchen to wash his hands and do inventory, passing Yuki on the way. “Oh! Try this! It’s the new recipe for today.” Yuki held out a small piece of macaron he’d cut off. Mick noted the pretty, pastel lavender tone and smiled. Soft and pretty. It reminded him of you. He took the macaron from Yuki and popped it into his mouth, closing his eyes as the flavours danced across his tongue. Layers of lavender and honey combined with the sweet sugar. It was perfect. He nodded at Yuki approvingly, “Y/N will love it!” He froze as he realised he’s said that out loud. Yuki smirked, “Oh? She will?” Mick nodded sheepishly. He’d noticed your preference for trying Pierre and Yuki’s new flavours and you always leaned towards the aesthetic ones, not that the other choices weren’t aesthetic, he didn’t want to diminish Pierre’s work it’s just that- oh who was he kidding? His internal monologue was even annoying himself. The morning went by quickly as Mick found himself making drinks and serving the beachgoers of the day. Weekdays in the summer was mainly regulars; elderly couples out for a stroll, new mums with their babies as they met for a chat, dog walkers who wanted a break from playing fetch. By 11:00 am the cafe was quiet and so Mick found himself back in the kitchen, helping where he could and munching on the delicious treats that Yuki was cooking up to refill the display for the afternoon. Mick loved his job. But when the little bell above the door tinkled at 12:00 pm precisely on a Wednesday afternoon, he loved it a lot more. He smiled as he heard your voice greeting your best friends. He guessed he could call them his friends too. He didn’t notice the other boys in the kitchen staring at him as he smiled. He didn’t catch their smirks at each other. He heard your shriek and panicked, were you okay? Then he heard the laugh of Pierre and breathed a sigh of relief. The others noticed all this and began hatching a plot.

Mick focused his attention back on the ingredients in front of him as he mixed up another batch of cookie dough for Yuki. He thought you’d really like these cookies, they were sweet and the colour was cute. He was pulled from his daydreaming about you by Pierre shouting his name, “Hey, Mick! Customer!” Mick grumbled under his breath about how incompetent Pierre was sometimes. Why did he need him to go out and serve the customer? He was in the middle of washing his hands when he heard Pierre speak again, “It’s Y/N.” This time Mick froze. Pierre wanted him to serve you. Mick looked at Yuki and cued for him to go out and serve you, Yuki argued back slightly, a silent battle of glares with some hand gestures thrown in, before he rolled his eyes jokingly and poked his head out of the kitchen. Mick heard your sweet voice as you greeted Yuki and he bit his lip nervously. He would have loved to have served you but he always got so damn nervous.

Suddenly Yuki was back in the room with him. Mick looked at him, confused. Yuki smiled innocently before nodding at Esteban and Lando, “Get him.” Mick hissed out a smart retort at Yuki as Lando and Esteban all but shoved him towards the door. He tried to dig his heels in but to no avail. He was thrown out of the room, feeling very annoyed and slightly dishevelled. All that faded away however when he caught sight of you stood next to Pierre. A soft smile painted across your lips, eyes wide in childlike excitement as you looked at the desserts display. Mick took in your pretty yellow dress with the puffy, he thought they were called ‘bell’, sleeves. He noticed how your small crossbody bag matched the white clips you had in your hair and the white sneakers you wore on your feet. He thought you looked like literal sunshine in your outfit. His eyes flew up to look at your face and he fiddled with the tie of his apron and his cap, a nervous habit, as he realised you were staring at him too, nervously biting your bottom lip. He couldn’t look at you anymore without blushing, his eyes falling to the counter in front of him.

Damn. Why couldn’t he be more confident in front of you? ------------------

“Pierre this is so good!” You practically moaned out, Pierre laughing and Daniel tutting as you spoke with a few crumbs clinging to your bottom lip, “Geez, baby, do I have to do everything for you?” Daniel joked as his thumb swiped across your bottom lip, licking the excess off of his thumb. You broke into a childish grin at his parental actions, “I’d be lost without you Danny!” You exclaimed, making him smile. You turned back to Pierre, “Are you taking a break from the cafe this summer Pierre?” He nodded his head, “Yuki is taking over for a week so I can go away with my family.” He smiled fondly, clearly excited at the prospect. “Then it’s back to the grind!” You whined, “At least you have a job and you have money…” Pierre cackled at this as you slumped forward in your chair, your forehead smacking the table. “Ow!” You pouted as Charles fussed over you, gently rubbing the sore spot on your head before kissing it better, making you giggle “Are you still looking for a job?” Carlos turned to you. You nodded your head and sighed, “There’s just nothing out there…” Pierre gave you a sorry smile, “You know I’d ask you to work here but I already have the guys and can’t afford to employ anyone else…” You nodded, leaning across the table to squeeze his hand, “I know! It’s okay!” Charles suddenly clapped his hands from where he sat next to you, “What about lifeguarding for the summer?” The whole table turned to stare at him with deadpanned expressions as you winced. He shrugged, “It was just a suggestion…” Daniel laughed, “What about working somewhere in town? A clothing store or even the grocery store?” You shook your head, “None of them are hiring right now or the places have all been filled.” Daniel clicked his tongue as he thought again. “What about the florist? They’re hiring right now.” Carlos suggested. You shook your head, eyes wide, “Ahhhh you didn’t tell him yet?” Charles asked, you shook your head and he continued, “Y/N had an interview and trial shift at the florist but turns out she’s allergic to one of the plants, poor baby… While you and Lando were on holiday, Daniel and I had to take care of our petit ange.” Charlos explained as Daniel stroked your head sympathetically. “It was funny but poor baby really suffered didn’t you…” Daniel cooed as you pouted, nodding. Charles leant towards Carlos, “I’ll show you the photos later, her cheeks swelled up like a chipmunk.” You growled as they burst into laughter. Pierre hummed thoughtfully before exclaiming, “Ah! Y/N, you like kids right?” You gasped as you nodded, “They’re really cute! I wouldn’t be a teaching major if I didn’t…” Pierre laughed, “Well I have twin cousins who are both 7. They need babysitting the summer. I can pass your details on to my Aunt?” Your eyes widened as you got up from the table racing over to Pierre, throwing your arms around him, “Yes, yes yes! Would you do that for me, Pierre? Thank you so much!” He laughed at your enthusiasm, patting the arm hugging his front,

“Of course! You’ve babysat and done childcare before right?” You nodded, “Then she’ll just need a reference from one of them and probably want to ask you a few questions. It would be an all-day gig. She has to work extra hours this summer.” You nodded in understanding and clapped your hands excitedly as you sat down. This would be so fun! ---------------------

It had been a week since you’d started looking after Théo and Fleur. They had to be the cutest kids you had ever seen. Physically they were so alike in their features yet their personalities couldn’t have been more different. Fleur was so outgoing and energetic, she was loud and often you found yourself having to gently remind her to use her inside voice. She was the more confident of the two but she was extremely socially aware and would always hold her brother’s hand when she sensed him getting nervous or unsure. Unlike Fleur, Théo was shyer. Whereas Fleur preferred playing games and playing outside, Théo was happy to sit quietly and read his books. He had taken to you very quickly and would often come and climb into your lap to cuddle whenever he was tired or just craved affection.

You’d learned quickly that both of the twins loved the beach and so you spent most of your days going on walks to the beach, playing on the beach and swimming in the sea. You were convinced that these children were actual angels. You’d never had to tell them off or reprimand them, their manners were impeccable and they were always asking if they could help you with chores.

It had been a week and a few days since your first day and today was a Wednesday. You didn’t want to miss out on your time with the guys so you decided to take the twins to the cafe for lunch and leave after that. You headed to the beach early after plastering both the kids in suncream, their little matching sun hats just too cute. You played in the sea and the sand all morning before Fleur eventually plopped down under the umbrella next to you. “Y/N, I’m hungry…” She whined a little, you checked the time as Théo waddled over to join his sister. “Well, my little chicks it is time for lunch! Would you like to go to get some food?” They both nodded enthusiastically as you helped them pack up their things in their backpacks before you returned the umbrella you’d hired for the morning. Théo and Fleur each took hold of one of your hands before the three of you made your way to the top of the beach and crossed the road, heading to ‘The Shoreline’. Fleur cheered as she noticed where you were going, making you laugh. Théo looked up at you, big brown eyes blinking slowly, “Pierre works here!” You nodded, “That’s right bubba!” You squeeze his hand as you reached the door, pushing it open and allowing the kids to step inside. “Pierre!” Fleur shouted as soon as she was inside, you gently placed a hand on her shoulder, “Inside voices now okay Fleur?” She nodded before skipping towards the kitchen door, Pierre poked his head around the doorframe, “I thought I heard you little rascals!” Fleur giggled before running back to Théo and grabbing his hand, the two of them heading towards Pierre for a hug and, you suspected, probably an extra cookie or cupcake too.

You found your best friends at your usual table and placed your things down, “Hey!” Daniel greeted you, “Did you bring the twins?” You nodded, “I hope that’s okay?” Charles smiled brightly, “Of course! They’re so cute!” You heard footsteps behind you and you turned to see the twins giggling with what looked like chocolate frosting smeared at the corners of their mouths. You gave Pierre a look as he shrugged before whistling innocently, heading to the counter. You helped the twins take off their backpacks, “Hey Y/N, Mick is working today,” Carlos said nonchalantly as he scrolled through social media on his phone. You gaped a little, “Why does everyone keep feeling the need to tell me?” “Who’s Mick?” Asked Fleur grabbing your hand and swinging it back and fore, “Y/N’s boyfriend!” Charles whisper shouted, making Fleur’s eyes widen almost comically as she gasped and covered her mouth with her hands, Théo giggling. “Y/N’s boyfriend?” Charles nodded seriously, you resisted the urge to smack his arm as you crouched down next to Fleur and Théo,

“No, Mick isn’t my boyfriend, he’s just my friend.” Théo nodded as Fleur narrowed her eyes, “Your friend that you looooove!” Charles sang jokingly, you frowned at him before shaking your head at Fleur, “Hmm, okay…” You poked her side to tickle her, making her squeal, “Come on then my babies, let’s go and order some lunch!” You headed to the counter to order lunch for yourself and them.

In the business of your morning, you hadn’t even thought about Mick until the boys mentioned him… You suddenly found yourself brushing down your denim shorts as you straightened out Daniel’s white, linen button-up shirt you’d stolen a while back to use as a cover-up over the top of your lavender cami that you’d tucked in. You tucked a stray piece of hair behind your ear and adjusted your sunglasses on top of your head. Pierre caught your fussing and smirked knowingly, “What?” You huffed. He just winked before heading into the kitchen, “Mick! Customer!” Mick traipsed out of the kitchen before he spotted you, you smiled shyly as you stood with a hand on each of the twin's backs. “Hi!” Mick smiled softly at them and you felt your heart melt into a little puddle of goo. No one should be allowed to look that soft and cute, it wasn’t fair. He wasn’t wearing a sweater today, it seemed he’d given in to the heat too, instead he was wearing a light brown oversized t-shirt, a different coloured wash pair of jeans but still his trusty converse. He fiddled with his apron tie and adjusted the cap sitting on his head, readjusting it before he looked at you, “What can I get you?” You looked down at the twins, “Well, what would you like?” “Orange juice please!” They chimed out at the same time before giggling with each other, you smiled at them fondly, “Can we get a ham sandwich and cheese sandwich as well, please? They’ll share.” Mick nodded noting down the order, “And for you?” You hummed thoughtfully. “I’ll take whatever the special sandwich is today please, and an iced ma-“ “Matcha latte?” He said before blushing heavily, you doing the same, nodding your head bashfully. Fleur looked between the two of you before tapping Théo and whispering loudly, “Look! They��re both blushing!” Your head snapped down to look at Fleur as one hand flew up to your cheeks. Mick fumbled with the cash register as he tried to swiftly move on. You snuck a look at him as you pretended to fuss over the twins. He really was cute when he blushed… --------------------

The next day you found yourself back at the cafe with the twins. You’d been sat at home, the day cloudy and slightly rainy. The twins had spent the morning colouring and happily playing with their toys but they’d begged you to take them back to the cafe in the afternoon with Fleur claiming she ‘needed more cake!’. You laughed at her dramatic before agreeing to take them. They cheered and munched their lunch while you cleared up a little. Once they’d eaten their lunch and all the dishes were washed up the three of you pulled on your coats, the twins deciding to wear their matching bright yellow rain boots. The three of you walked to the cafe, the twins humming along to their favourite songs, swinging your arms as they held your hands and jumping in puddles.

When you reached the cafe, it was slightly busier, people looking for shelter from the light rain and looking for a fun trip on a day out. You found a table near the counter and you all peeled your coats off before you led the kids towards the orderly queue that had formed. You picked Théo up so he could see the desserts more clearly as you stood in line. “What would you like bubba?” You rubbed Théo’s back as he deliberated over what he wanted to eat. “Cupcake please.” He said softly, pointing to one of the kid’s pirate-themed cupcakes in the corner of the display, “Of course! What about you Fleur?” You looked down as Fleur pursed her lips, “I think I’d like the same please!” You giggled at her formal way of speaking before stepping up to the counter and immediately becoming breathless, “Mick! Uhhh… Hi!” He looked up from the cash register and gave you a soft smile, waving at Théo who was now resting his head in the crook of your neck, seemingly feeling shy around Mick, you could relate… “Hi Y/N. What can I get for you today?” You placed the kid's orders, adding on a juice for each of them before you quickly scanned your eyes over the case wanting to choose a dessert for yourself. “I’ll take a slice of the lemon, poppyseed and thyme cake please and an-“ “Iced matcha latte?” Mick cut in before blushing when he realised what he’d done. You giggled, “Yes please.” He looked up, holding your gaze for a second before the two of you were broken out of your trance by a small voice, “I think Mr Charles was right yesterday! Y/N loves Mick!” Fleur giggled pointing at your blushing faces. You mouth gaped open as you looked down at Fleur with a shocked facial expression, “Fleur!” She looked at you, “I think you do! You and Mr Mick are blushing again!” She giggled, Théo giggled as he lifted his head from your neck, wriggling as you put him down next to his sister. She took his hand and they ran back to your table giggling the whole time. By the time you’d turned back to the counter, Mick had already started making your drink. Your eyes followed him, nervously fidgeting with your fingers in front of you, he wouldn’t look at you. Damn. He must feel so awkward. “I’m sorry about Fleur… Charles was filling her head with ideas and you know what kids are like,” you laughed awkwardly as he nodded, “well then, I’m gonna, I’m gonna go… Drink this… drink!” You shook your head as you noticed the twins sat pointing and giggling at you and Mick. Perhaps they were not perfect little angels after all.

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You didn’t visit the cafe for the rest of the week. Théo got sick and as a result of her refusal to leave her brother’s side, Fleur then got sick straight after. You’d spent your days wrapped up in blankets and cuddled on the sofa. By Tuesday the kids were much better and as they sat eating their afternoon snack, Fleur spoke up, “Y/N, can we go to see Pierre tomorrow?” Théo gasped and his eyes lit up at the mention of Pierre’s name. “If you guys are good and eat all of your vegetables at dinner…” You bribed. “Pinky promise!” Fleur’s hand shot out as she held out her pinky, Théo extended his and somehow the three of you managed a pinky promise. “Tomorrow we’ll go to the cafe for lunch.” You promised, nodding your head, the twins cheering.

You were certainly not expecting them to start scheming.

“Hello, my little babies!” Cooed Pierre as he greeted you at the door the next day. “What would you like for lunch?” He took each of their hands and together the three of them skipped over to the counter, no doubt to smuggle more cupcakes. You rolled your eyes and smiled, heading towards the table were your friends sat. “Y/N!” Cheered Charles, “We missed you!” He pouted as you sat down next to him, wrapping himself around your arm and snuggling his face into your neck. “Charles that tickles!” You gave up trying to push him off, accepting your fate as you pulled your phone out of your pocket, waiting for the twins to come back so you could find out what they wanted to order.

You heard the pattering of children’s feet and stifled giggles, making you look up. Fleur and Théo stood there with a smirking Pierre behind them, “What have you three been up too?” You raised an eyebrow, Pierre shrugged, “Nothing!” You shook your head, “Somehow I don’t really believe you. Right, come on! Let’s go order!” You stood up, “I already put the twins' order in,” Pierre informed you, “It better not just be an order of cupcakes!” You tickled Théo tummy as you went past making him giggle and run and duck behind Carlos for cover. Fleur followed her brother and sat opposite him, clambering into the armchair you’d been sat in, Charles helping her up. “Well then, I’ll go order for myself.” You looked at Pierre who nodded to let you know he’d watch the twins. Lando was at the counter when you got there, smiling at you in the same way Pierre had been. You looked at him suspiciously, “What are you up to?” He shook his head before bursting into giggles and running into the kitchen. “Lando?!” You huffed, you just wanted a drink! There was a soft cough making you look up, “Mick! Hi!” He nodded and smiled gently, “Hey Y/N, the usual?” You nodded, willing your face not to heat up at the fact he’d remembered. He nodded in response, taking the payment and turning to start making your drink. He was interrupted by Esteban poking his head out of the storeroom, “Hey Mick, can you come and look at this please?” Mick looked at you apologetically, pushing himself up straight from leaning on the counter before following a retreating Esteban. You stood by the counter for a while before Pierre came up to you, “Hey Y/N, did I tell you I’d painted the storeroom a different colour? Come look!” Before you could argue he’d grabbed your hand and was dragging you towards the storeroom. When you got there he stood back, allowing you to open the door, the light was off and you stepped in, hand fumbling around for the light switch. “Pierre, what exactly are you up to-“ You shrieked as you were suddenly pushed into the storeroom, the door clanging shut behind you.

--------------------- When they’d arrived at the cafe, Fleur and Théo were more than happy to go off with Pierre, in fact, Fleur smirked to herself, her plan was going perfectly. As they stood at the counter, smuggling cupcakes with Pierre, she voiced her thoughts quietly, aware that Mick was busy behind the counter “Pierre, I think we should make Y/N tell Mr Mick she loves him!” She whispered, Théo nodding in agreement. Pierre stared at them, surprised that his 7-year-old cousins had picked up on the fact you and Mick liked each other. ‘Then again’, he thought ‘they’re not exactly subtle… Every man and his dog would be able to see it from a five-mile radius’. “I like the way you think mon petit papillon…” He answered, already scheming in his head. He signalled for the twins to be quiet before he beckoned them into the kitchen. “Hi!” Lando cooed as he caught sight of the twins, immediately swooping down to throw Théo in the air making him scream with laughter. Esteban smiled as Fleur skipped over, hugging his leg tightly, “Este, we’re going to make Y/N and Mick fall in love!” Fleur said dreamily, Esteban let out a laugh, picking her up, “Is that right?” Yuki joined their conversation, “Did you say something about Y/N and Mick?” Pierre huddled them all together, “We know they’re never going to say anything to each other themselves, they need a little… push…” The rest of the boys hummed in agreement. “How are we going to do it?” Esteban asked, making everyone sigh as they realised they had no ideas. “Ooh!” Lando spoke up, “What about trapping them in the storeroom together? It only unlocks from the outside!” Yuki rubbed his hands together, grinning cheekily, “I like the way you think my friend!” Pierre nodded, “Perfect! Now how do we convince them?” Esteban volunteered to take on the role of being the one to bribe Mick to the storeroom. The boys all nodded in agreement before Fleur threw her hand into the middle of the circle from her spot in Esteban’s arms, “Everyone in!” The boys all laughed at her cute enthusiasm, before they all placed their hands in too, Lando picking up Théo so he wouldn’t be left out. They broke the huddle before Pierre and the twins left the kitchen, heading back out to Y/N. “What have you three been up too?” Pierre shrugged as he tried to play it off, “Nothing!” He should have known she’d be suspicious. “Somehow I don’t really believe you. Right, come on! Let’s go order!” “I already put the twins' order in,” Pierre said, glad he already had, “It better not just be an order of cupcakes!” Pierre breathed a sigh of relief as you started walking away, “Well then, I’ll go order for myself.” Pierre nodded at you, knowing he had a limited time to inform the others of the plan.

As soon as you were out of earshot, Pierre filled the others in, “Do you think it will work?” Carlos asked, raising an eyebrow as Charles nodded, booping Fleur’s nose with a grin “Of course! It will work 100%.” Fleur giggled, “You should go now Pierre!” “I’ll watch the twins?” Daniel offered, Pierre gave him a thumbs up before swiftly heading to the counter where you now stood, waiting for Mick to return. Pierre smiled to himself, it seemed Esteban was successful. Now he just needed a believable excuse to tell you. He thought for a moment. Perfect. “Hey Y/N, did I tell you I’d painted the storeroom a different colour? Come look!” He grabbed your wrist, not giving you a chance to argue as he quickly made his way to the storeroom. “Pierre, what exactly are you up to-“ He gently pushed you in before making sure the door was shut, turning to wink at everyone. Fleur cheering from her chair, making all the boys laugh. -------------------

You stood there in the store cupboard in shock for a moment before you heard a rustling noise next to you and gasped, “Hello?” Mick said quietly “Mick?” “Y/N?” You nodded, then facepalmed realising he couldn’t see you. Suddenly your breathing hitched as you felt Mick close to you. You felt his warm breath fan your cheek as he leant across you, the smell of warm cookies and sweet caramel latte filling your nose. You smiled. You were suddenly aware of how close he was as you felt his body heat press against you, one hand falling onto your waist to steady himself. He found the light switch and flicked it on, the two of you squinting at the sudden brightness. You both froze as you noticed your position. You were leaning against a low cabinet, Mick leaning over you, your eyes dropped to the hand on your waist, cheeks heating up. He looked even more shocked than you. The two of you suddenly looked at each other. He was so close that you could see every detail of his face. He was beautiful. If you tilted your head up a little your lips would have brushed his. His eyes dropped to your lips before he seemed to come to his senses, stepping back from you, hands immediately coming in front of him as he nervously played with the ends of the sleeves of his pale blue sweater. You coughed lightly as you felt a new kind of tension begin to fall over the storeroom. You stood up straight, hand running through your hair as you tried to brush off the feelings that having Mick so close to you had brought up. He opened his mouth as if he was going to say something before suddenly the storeroom door opened and all your friends stood there, as well as the twins, enthusiastically craning their necks to see, faces dropping when they realised they’d not caught the two of you being all lovey-dovey. Plan failed. Pierre looked at you with faux innocence, “I’m so sorry Y/N, I have no clue how that happened!” You shook your head at him, Fleur huffed before turning to Charles accusingly, “You said that this would work Mr Charles!” Your eyes widened, a frown of annoyance painting itself across your face. “Charles Leclerc, you. are. dead.” He gulped as you stalked towards the storeroom door, Daniel stepped in front of you, grabbing your arms, “Hey, it was just a joke okay?” You growled as you glared at Charles. “Not in front of the kids…” Daniel pulled your head to his chest, rubbing your back in a soothing manner. You didn’t notice Mick quietly slipping away, slightly hurt. You seemed very upset at being stuck in there with him… Maybe you didn’t like him back after all. --------------------

You honestly didn’t think there’d be any more scheming after that. Ha! How wrong you were. You entered the cafe the following Wednesday, Fleur and Théo excited for cake and to see the boys. You loved that they were getting on so well with them all. You watched the twins run off with Esteban and Lando, sighing as you sat down. Daniel looking at you in concern,

“You alright there cutie?” You sighed dramatically, plopping your face onto your hand as you propped yourself up on the table in front of you. “No…” Carlos straightened up at this, “Why? What’s wrong?” You shook your head. It was embarrassing. Charles looked at you, “Come on Y/N, you tell us everything!” You contemplated for a moment before grumbling, “Fine! I was just hoping that this summer I, I might…” You trailed off, “Might what?” Daniel, Carlos and Charles all sat forward on the edge of their seats, “Might go on a few dates and find a boyfriend!” You whined, staring at Mick behind the counter longingly. The couple of occasions you’d popped in since the storeroom incident he hasn’t spoken to you. In fact, he’d even avoided you, going back into the kitchen and sending Yuki or Lando out to take your order. Your drink was always good, but it never tasted the same.

Charles held back a snort as he saw where you were looking. He turned to Carlos who smirked. It seemed they were thinking the same thing. “I have a friend I could set you up on a blind date with?” Charles offered, you looked at him. “Really?” Daniel seeming to catch on, nodded, “I think that’s a great idea!” You sighed, “Just one date wouldn’t hurt…” Carlos choked on a laugh as he took a sip of his coffee, sending a quick text to the other boys ‘stay behind tonight’. Oh, if only you knew…

Later that afternoon, you had gone, having to drop the twins off back home. The cafe was closed for the day and Mick bid the rest of them farewell as he left. Pierre dropped into the seat next to Charles as he groaned, massaging his shoulder, “What’s up with the text?” Daniel smiled at them, “We’re going to set Y/N and Mick up on a blind date!” Yuki clapped his hands enthusiastically as Lando let out a laugh. “Is that a good idea?” Esteban winced, remembering how angry you’d been the previous week. “Trust me, it is!” Charles smirked, “We’ve already convinced Y/N and she’s in!” Esteban's eyes sparkled mischievously, “Then I’m in!” Pierre nodded, “Who’s gonna talk to Mick?” Esteban raised his hand, “I think I could convince him.” The rest of the table nodded. Plan in action -------------------

“Mick!” Esteban cooed as he approached the blue-eyed male. Mick turned to him, “What do you want?” Esteban feigned shock as he looked at him, “Me? Want something?” Mick gave him a deadpan look as he pouted, “Okay, fine! Although it’s for your own benefit.” Mick nodded for him to continue as he turned back to the cake he was frosting, “Go on a blind date? I have a frien-“ “No Esteban…” Mick shook his head as he looked through the kitchen door to where you sat with your friends. He felt his heart speed up as you let out a cute giggle. Esteban sighed as he followed his friend’s gaze,

“Maybe this blind date will be just what you need?” He suggested, Mick turned to him before looking back through the door, slowly nodding as he turned to his friend once more, “You might be right.” The frenchman smiled at him before leaving the kitchen, turning to Pierre who was behind the counter and fist-pumping victoriously. Leaning his body to wink at Charles who nodded subtly before turning back to you.

None of the boys would tell you who they had set you up with. They wouldn’t tell you anything about him. Just that he was very sweet and totally your type. The day of your blind date, you sat on your bed with Daniel and Carlos, Charles playing with Fleur and Théo downstairs. You groaned as you dramatically threw yourself backwards onto your bed. “What am I supposed to wear?” “Just wear what you normally would!” Daniel patted your head as your crawled and flopped your head down onto his thigh. “What if he doesn’t like that?” Carlos snickered, “I don’t think there’s any worry of that…” “Hmm?” You lazily lifted your head. “Nothing! Just that you dress so nicely that it won’t be a problem amor.” Carlos said cheerily. You stood up from our bed and ventured over to your wardrobe pulling out a sweet white summer dress with cap sleeves, the skirt made of a pretty flowy material with small, different coloured, embroidered flowers cascading down from the waist where it was cinched in, the skirt eventually falling just above your calves. “Ooooooh that’s pretty!” Daniel said, nodding approvingly. Carlos hummed an agreement before seemingly remembering, “Oh, by the way, you have half an hour.” “Half an hour?!” You cried, ‘I haven’t even done my hair or makeup yet!” Charles burst into your bedroom with Fleur and Théo in tow. “Never fear! For your personal stylist is here!” He said, wiggling his eyebrow, making you laugh despite your stress. Fleur and Théo jumped onto your bed, Daniel immediately playing with them, pretending to be some sort of monster or dragon as he tickled them. “Chop chop!” Charles clapped at you, hurting you into your bathroom, “Get dressed and then I’ll fix you up!” How you managed to get ready in such a short amount of time blew your mind. Charles, for some reason and you had no clue how or why, was very talented at doing your hair. The way he’d done it complimented your outfit perfectly. You kept your makeup light and simple. You put on some of your favourite jewellery pieces and exited your bathroom to see Fleur and Théo staring at you with wide eyes, “You look like a princess!” Fleur said, clasping her hands together under her chin. You giggled, running a hand through her hair and pressing a kiss to her forehead, “Thanks bubba!” You turned to Carlos and Daniel, inhaling deeply through your nose, “Does it look okay?” “You look beautiful,” “You look perfect.” Daniel offered you a pale blue short cardigan to go over the top as Carlos held out a sweet, white crossbody bag. You gratefully accepted both items before you slipped your feet into some white flats and checked your phone. “Now, you’ll know it’s him because he’s wearing a pale blue shirt under an oversized brown sweater and jeans.” You nodded, “also he’ll be wearing a cap.” You nodded once more, “Now go my little cherub!” Charles said landing a wet kiss to your cheek with a loud smack, making you groan and strain to pull away. He laughed as he let you go, “Be careful ad have fun!” Carlos said, winking, “We’ll watch the twins and make sure they have tons of fun!” Daniel wheezed out as Théo jumped on him once more.

You waved your goodbyes before exiting your home and heading to the beach, looking at the directions Charles had texted you, ‘Meet him outside the cafe! Do you remember what he’s wearing?’, you rolled your eyes before replying, ‘Yes I remember what he’s wearing, you melon, I don’t have a goldfish brain…’ You plugged your headphones in as you began the short walk to the cafe. You couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed. You’d really hoped you would have plucked up the courage to ask Mick on a date this summer. You wondered about the mystery guy as you walked along. How tall was he? Would he be as tall as Mick? What colour is his hair? Are his eyes as pretty as Mick’s? What does he like to do? Does he like music like Mick? Does he have a job? Was he a barista like Mick? You caught yourself as you stopped at a crossing. You needed to get Mick out of your head! You crossed the street, walking around the corner and smiling as the cafe came into view. You looked around for a guy that matched the description Charles gave you but there was no one. You stood outside the cafe and decided to wait for a little while. ------------------- Mick checked his appearance once more in the cafe bathroom mirror, he exhaled somewhat shakily as he pushed his hair back, picking his cap on to place it on top of his head. Maybe he should go without them? He fiddled with the cap before deciding to put it back down on the counter. There. Much better. He checked himself over one last time before he left the bathroom, passing Yuki and Lando in the kitchen. They both waved at him as he passed, giving each other knowing smiles. Pierre nodded at him from behind the counter and Esteban wished him luck as he cleared tables. Mick stopped by the door as he checked his phone once more for the text from Esteban with the description of the girl. ‘White dress, white shoes, blue cardigan and white bag.’ Mick nodded to himself, knowing that the girl was waiting outside the door. As soon as he stepped out, the boys inside the cafe rushed to press themselves against the window.

You heard the bell of the cafe door tinkle and you turned to see… Mick? Your eyes glanced over his frame. Jeans, pale blue shirt and oversized brown sweater… You inhaled as you came to the realisation that the boys had set you up. Mick stared at you and took in your appearance, noting that it matched the description of the- oh… Oh! He smiled to himself as he realised. You approached him slowly. “Hey.” “Hi.” He paused for a second before clearing this throat. “So you’re my date?” You nodded softly, “Yeah I guess so… Is that okay?” “YES! I mean… Y-yeah that’s okay.” You giggled softly making Mick’s heart stop, you were too darn sweet for him. “I booked us a table at ‘The Seafront’ for dinner?” He seemed so unsure, it was adorable. “That sounds lovely.” You reassured him, he seemed to sigh with relief, “Shall we go?” The two of you fell in step with each other as you walked. It was quiet for a while. “I’m so sorry about what happened the other week…” He trailed off, cautious about bringing it up. You looked at him as the two of you slowed your pace, “No! Please! Don’t apologise, it was my fault…” “Actually it was Charles’ fault…” He joked, you laughed at that, he wasn’t wrong. “But either way, I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable.” “Uncomfortable? Why would you have made me uncomfortable?” He sighed like he was thinking carefully about how to answer, “Once the door was opened you seemed… upset… that you’d been stuck in there with me…” He trailed off, voice quietening. You bit your lip softly, you hadn’t thought about how your reaction must have looked to Mick. “Oh no no no… I’m so sorry Mick… In all honesty, I wasn’t upset about that. I was upset that they may have made you uncomfortable.” You explained, he looked up at you quickly, “I really wasn’t mad about being locked in there with you at all.” You said shyly, both of you turning shy immediately.

You walked in silence for a little longer, this time the silence being of the comfortable kind. The type that says how easy it is to be with the other person.

You took in the views of the seaside as you walked together, you noticed he was walking a little closer to you now, making you smile. You allowed the hand closest to him to drop to your side, gently brushing his. He gasped quietly before you did it again. Not wanting to push you stopped. Soon enough you felt Mick brush his hand against yours, except this time he hooked his pinky finger around yours, linking them together in the sweetest most innocent of ways. You sighed happily as you looked at your joined hands. You eventually made it to the restaurant, making small talk as you went, Mick never letting go of your hand. The waiter showed you to your table, Mick pulling out your chair for you before taking his own seat opposite you. The table was sat out on the veranda overlooking the beach and you smiled as you breathed in the fresh sea air. Mick smiled as he caught sight of your smile. You thanked the waiter as he dropped off two menus.

The whole meal was better than you ever could have expected. You and Mick got along so well. The conversation never stopped flowing, which did surprise you slightly. You chatted as you ate, excited to be learning so many new things about each other. When the check came, Mick quickly snatched it up making you frown,

“I’ll get this, you get the ice cream on the next date.” You stopped suddenly before smiling at him teasingly, “Who said there’ll be a next one?” Mick froze as he registered what he said, “I didn’t mean, I just meant that, if you’d like to I-I-I would like to take you on another date-“ His rambling was cut off by you leaning across the table and pressing a gentle kiss to his cheek. “I’d love to go on another date with you Mick.” He blushed heavily as he called the waiter over.

You left the restaurant happily. You were full, from the good meal, the good company and the good conversation. “Would you like to take a walk on the beach?” Mick asked you, face bathed in a warm golden glow from the setting sun. You nodded, “I would very much like that.” Rather boldly, he linked your pinkies together again, making you squeal internally. You made your way down to the sand together, you swinging your hands as you hummed happily, making Mick laugh. You reached the sand, looked around and noticing you were the only ones of the beach, you immediately let go of Mick’s hand, leaning down to slip your shoes off. He did the same and you grinned at him before you took off, running across the sand. Mick seemed shocked for a second before he took off after you, the two of you running across the sand and chasing each other like kids. Eventually he caught up to you, tapping you on the shoulder as he passed. You laughed as you slowed down to a stop, catching your breath as you dropped your shoes on the sand and sitting down next to them. Mick circled back round to sit next to you, dropping his shoes in the sand too. He sat next to you, close enough that your knees touched as you both sat cross legged. You laughed breathlessly as you dropped your head back, enjoying the cool breeze of the evening. Mick stared at you for a second, completely entranced by the way the wind gently ruffled your hair, making you smile. You opened your eyes and turned to Mick suddenly, holding out your hand, he took your hand in his, loving how soft and warm your hand felt. “Confession time,” you said staring at your hands, “I have a strange ABBA addiction and I’m seriously convinced I was born in the wrong era!” He laughed at your statement, “Okay, I like hiking a lot and sometimes do it for charity…” The tips of his ears glowed red in the evening light, “Really?” He nodded bashfully, “That’s so cool!” You thought for a moment, “Oooh! Whenever I use my coloured pens for studying I have to keep them in colour order at all times.” Mick gasped mockingly, “You mean there are people out there that don’t do that?” You giggled, he continued, “My turn? Hmmm… I actually hate coffee. I only carried on working in the cafe to see you.” He looked down at your hands, unable to look you in the eye. “Really?” You said softly. He nodded shyly, still not looking at you. You gently reached your free hand up to his face and held his face in your hand, making him look up at you, “I’m so glad you did…” You leant in slowly, giving him time to back away. He didn’t. He moved in to meet you, lips gently brushing over yours before he pressed them to yours with more intent. You sighed contentedly as the two of you shifted slightly, allowing you to wrap your arms around his neck and one of his hands came to rest on the side of your face, the other gently placing itself on your waist. You felt him smile into the kiss, making you do the same. The two of you pulled away with hushed giggled and sweet smiles.

You were suddenly aware that you heard cheering behind you. You turned to see all of your friends and Fleur and Théo, even though it was long past their bedtime. You blushed and hid your face in Mick’s shoulder as he shooed them away. They booed him jokingly before you felt you phone vibrating. Pierre. “Hey there lovebirds! We’re all heading back to the cafe if you want to join us for free drinks and cake to celebrate you guys finally admitting your feelings!” He hung up the call and you heard their noisy babble fade as they walked away. You pulled away from Mick’s shoulder to look at him. “I don’t mind?” He gazed at you sweetly before standing up, offering his hand out to you to help you up “Would you like your usual?” You giggled, taking his hand, “That would be lovely.” The two of you made your way back to the cafe. “Mick, are you sure you were the right person?” “What do you mean?” “Well, Charles told me the guy would be wearing a cap…” “I- Really, Y/N…?” “I’m just checking!” “Just for that, I’m going to make you an espresso, triple shot.” “You wouldn’t!” “Try me!”

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