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He’s not as cold as you think— hockey player Kimi Raikkonen x reader
Part six
As Kimi arrived at his parents' house in Finland, he was immediately greeted by the familiar warmth and love that had always surrounded him since his childhood. His mother, Paula, and his father, Matti, hurried to embrace him with open arms, their faces lighting up with genuine joy.
Paula pulled back slightly, her eyes searching her son's face intently. "Kimi, dear, you seem different," she observed, her voice carrying a tinge of curiosity. "There's a sparkle in your eyes that I don't think I've seen in a while. What has happened?"
Kimi, still holding his mother in his arms, couldn't help but smile at her observation. He knew that he had indeed been feeling different lately, but he hadn't really stopped to consider how it might show on the outside. His parents had always been able to read him like an open book.
He gently pulled back, rubbing the back of his neck in a slightly embarrassed manner. "Well, Mom, I guess you could say I've met someone," he admitted softly, his voice tinged with a mix of warmth and vulnerability. Paula's expression brightened even more, and she let out a soft gasp of excitement. "Oh, Kimi, that's wonderful news!" she said, her eyes gleaming with joy. "Tell us all about her! What is she like? Is she special to you?" She gently grasped his arm, eagerly waiting for details. As Paula's excitement filled the air, Matti, standing nearby, couldn't help but join in the moment. He, too, was curious about this newfound love in his son's life.
Kimi, feeling a bit overwhelmed by their enthusiasm, cleared his throat before responding. "Well, her name is Y/n," he began, his voice full of warmth. "She's smart, kind, and has a sense of humour that always catches me off guard. And, somehow, she manages to make my heart feel alive in a way I didn't know was possible."
Paula and Matti exchanged a knowing smile, their hearts swelling with happiness for their son. "That sounds like a remarkable woman, Kimi," Paula said softly, her eyes shimmering with emotion. "And if she can make your heart feel alive, she must be something incredibly special." She gently reached out to cup his face in her hands. "We're so glad that you've found someone who brings you such joy. We can't wait to meet her."
Kimi, feeling a mix of embarrassment and love, managed a soft smile. "Yeah, I guess she is special," he admitted, his voice filled with a newfound vulnerability as he glanced at his parents. "And I'd like nothing more than for you to meet her. In fact, I'm planning on bringing her here to Finland to meet you both soon." Paula's eyes widened with excitement and she gasped softly. "Oh, Kimi, that would be absolutely wonderful," she exclaimed, her voice filled with happiness. "We can't wait to meet the woman who has captured your heart. Please make sure to bring her here soon." She squeezed his arm lovingly.
Matti chuckled softly, placing a hand on Kimi's shoulder. "We always knew you'd find someone who could melt that icy exterior of yours, son.
Kimi let out a soft laugh, his eyes twinkling with a renewed warmth. "Well, I think she's already started melting it in ways I never expected," he admitted, his voice tinged with a mix of fondness and disbelief. "But I guess that's what love does, right?" he grinned, still a touch of his confident arrogance shining through. Paula chuckled softly, her eyes filled with affection. "Indeed, love has a way of melting the coldest of hearts," she said, a touch of wisdom in her voice. "And from the sound of it, you're well on your way to thawing completely."
Matti grinned as well, patting his son's shoulder heartily. "Look at our little Kimi, all grown up and in love,"
Kimi rolled his eyes playfully, a hint of a grin playing on his lips. "Yeah, yeah, I guess the 'little Kimi' has grown up," he teased, his voice tinged with a mix of amusement and embarrassment. "But I have to admit, I wasn't expecting love to hit me quite like this. But I must say, I wouldn't have it any other way." He smiled warmly, feeling a sense of contentment and contentment settle within him.
Paula and Matti exchanged a happy glance, both filled with contentment and joy that their son had found love. "We couldn't be happier for you, Kimi," Paula said softly, her voice filled with sincerity. "We've always wanted you to find someone who brings out the best in you, and it seems like Y/n is doing just that."
Matti nodded, his eyes twinkling with warmth. "You deserve all the happiness in the world, son. And if she can make you smile like this, then she's definitely a keeper."
Kimi's heart swelled with love and gratitude for his parents. "Thanks, Mom, Dad," he said softly, his voice carrying a hint of vulnerability. "I'm glad you approve. And I promise, I'll bring Y/n here to meet you soon. I know you'll love her just as much as I do."
As the conversation continued, Paula and Matti eagerly listened to their son share more about Y/n, their hearts filled with joy at the prospect of meeting the woman who had stolen their son's heart. As the night grew late and the conversation died down, Kimi excused himself to head to his room, feeling a mix of contentment and exhaustion. As he lay in bed, his thoughts drifted to y/n and the love they shared. He fell asleep with a smile on his face, his heart feeling warmer and more alive than it had been in a long time.
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#f1#f1 x reader#formula one x reader#formula one imagine#formula one x you#f1 x y/n#formula one x y/n#formula one x oc#i love kimi raikkonen#kimi raikkonen#kimi raikkonen x reader#kimi raikkonen x you#kimi raikkonen fluff
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"Fools! Don't you see? I have the power of god and anime on my side! You have no hope in defeating me!" ✨
Hello, people of the surface! I'm Donatello, but you may call me Don. I am a fifteen-year-old mutant turtle who likes anime and vocaloid. I'm the youngest of my brothers, wielder of... a wooden... stick... (at least it's fun to swing around), and the reason why New York is still intact! And dad said anime was useless! Hah!
Meet the artist!
My playlist
MY ART REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!
I’m opening art requests because I want clout I’m bored and need ideas
Send me whatever, just don’t ask me to draw weird stuff
Oh and please keep it related to my interests, I don’t want to draw stuff I don’t know about
Unless you’re one of my moots. I’ll draw anything for my moots cause y’all are ✨special✨
And yes I’ll draw ocs (and ocs x canon because why the hell not) just send an image of them please I need a reference to go off of
Don’t make me draw overly complicated stuff I’m not that good at art yet so like. Nothing too crazy please
I’m going to pick and choose requests so if I don’t get to yours right away or ignore it, don’t take it personally I just don’t have the motivation to draw it
SIDE NOTE:
I’LL ONLY ACCEPT REQUESTS IN MY INBOX. DO NOT REBLOG TO REQUEST THINGS. ASKS ARE MUCH EASIER OF ME TO HANDLE.
MY FAMILY AND FRIENDS
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MUTANT MAYHEM
- MM Donnie (Me)
- MM Mikey ( @no1-pizza-lover )
- MM Leo ( @blue-masked-simp )
- MM Raph ( @aggraphsive )
- MM Splinter ( @dojoratdad )
- MM April ( @aprilthejournalistt )
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2K12
- 2k12 Donnie ( @dotbot2012 )
- 2k12 Raph ( @red-rage-machine )
- 2k12 Leo ( @hestheleaderinblue )
- 2k12 Mikey ( @mikeyeatsyou5000 )
- 2k12 Ice Cream Kitty ( @thechillestcat )
- 2k12 Casey ( @thatslikesupergnarly )
- 2k12 Karai ( @lesbiansnakeswithknives )
- 2k12 Mona ( @rokkawaii )
- 2k12 April ( @apriloneildoesart )
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RISE of theeee-!
- Rise Raph ( @wrecking-it-raphie )
- Rise Mikey ( @magicmike5000 )
- Rise Donnie ( @thefunniestturtlepurple )
- Rise Leo ( @neon-leonardo )
- Rise April ( @april-o-nimbus )
- Rise Casey Jr. ( @thatfutureboy44 )
- Rise Draxum ( @maddaddraxum )
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2003
- 2003 Mikey ( @i-like-goldfish )
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OTHERS
- Sensei! AKA Adult Rise!Donnie ( @bbgtech-9000 )
INTERESTS Feel free to talk to me about these things!
Splatoon and the Splatoon Manga (aka coroika). It's my favorite video game EVER and I am more than ready to gush about it.
Pokemon. I'm not as well versed in the later games, but I do know quite a bit of it!
Legend of Zelda. Specifically BoTW, TotK, TP, and SS.
Kirby. I am I HUGE fan of the eldritch horrors in this game.
Haikyuu, SpyxFamily, Kuroko no Basket, Dungeon Meshi, and Kusuriya no Hitorigoto.
Vocaloid. It's all I listen to, actually.
BOUNDARIES (taken from my main account)
Tcest, incest, and proshippers DNI
I make suggestive jokes (I'm a teen. What dost thou expect of me), but I won't be drawing NFSW, nor will I accept me or other minors being sexualized. We are not child molesters.
Please be nice! I'm not exactly the best at wording things (tone indicators save my life), but I will never, EVER be mean to someone on purpose (unless they deserve it. Then I'll go ham). While interacting on my blog, please refrain from being toxic. Some thoughts are better left to yourself
NO STEALING MY ART!! I don't know why you'd want to steal it in the first place (it sucks ass), but don't do it anyways. You can use it as long as you give credit.
I don't do commissions, but I take requests! If I see something in my ask box I like, I'll draw it. So, if you have any ideas, feel free to share them! I like having motivation boosters.
That's all! Like I said, remember to be nice! We're all here to have fun, and I'm more than willing to make some friends.
#my art#Purple.txt [👾]#Toni Kensa.txt [🎮]#blog intro#I remade my blog intro apologies to the people who are tagged here in advance
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hiîi can I request prompts 7+20 with SAE and kaiser (separate)??
also can I use 🎀 as an anon?? I loveee your work!!
7 - "I thought maybe we will kiss tonight" + 20 - "You'll always be my favorite" with kaiser (hurt to comfort) and sae (fluff)
m.list | rules | prompt list
Note: hiiii I did it exceptionally, it's normally close but maybe I'll open it if I feel courageous
Of course you can !! Anyone can feel free to ask for an emoji or to be tagged when I post ♡
Sae
When Sae walked into his apartment, it was past midnight. He's been gone all day and wasn't expecting anything when coming back home.
You both got used to his changing schedule and the time when you used to wait for him was long gone.
He never expected to see you fast asleep on the couch, a plaid on you and the TV still showing the rerun of Friends. You never really liked it but here you were, badly sitting and breaking your neck.
It didn't take him long to notice the dry tears strains on your checks and a million rushed through his brain. Yet, he'll know nothing until tomorrow. Nothing about your day, what you ate or why those tears were there in the guest place.
Taking a seat next to you, he laid his forehead against yours, not holding the released sigh in the back of his throat anymore. “I thought I'll get to kiss you tonight.”
He knows he's absent lately, a lot more than you can handle. And he's so deeply sorry to do that to you. You don't know how bad he tries to get back to just see you awake, before bed.
You don't know how bad he misses you all day and wants to spend just an evening with you. Because seeing you will always be his favorite part of the day.
Kaiser
Your relationship with Michael was complicated. Call this a situationship if you want, but it was mainly because of the press you weren't together. It would be a scandale if they found out.
What you never expected is Michael to be so jealous when it touches his co-workers. You've met some, being in the model industry, and he never made a fuss about it. Before today.
“Please, what are you mad about ?! We're doing our job !” you yelled at him, gripping your hair because sighing loudly.
Your quota had already expired for the day and he was ignoring you. That's all it takes for you to grab your jacket and start your leave.
“I thought we could have a chill night together. Watching a sappy movie, maybe kissing midway since it would've been shitty but you decided to be an asshole. Thanks.”
His silence was loud. His back was facing you and he didn't even glance in your direction. The anger was slowly replaced with sadness as you exhaled slightly to hold back your tears.
“Why are you always like this when you're my favorite, huh ?”
“I'm scared you're gonna leave me for someone else.” He confessed under his breath, you almost missed it. It made you lay your bag on the counter again before taking a few steps closer to him.
“Why would I? It's by being like this that it can happen Michael…”
“I know but I can't express it another way!” He snapped at you, aiming to push you away but you were out of reach. Instead your gaze falls in his glossy eyes, breaking your heart.
You didn't forget how mean he was, never, but you couldn't help but hold him close to you. Even if he rejected you at first.
He's hard to deal with, but deep down you know he's only hurt and scared, and that you have to help him with that.
Let me know if you liked it!
Reblog are appreciated ♡
#🎀#blue lock x reader#blue lock imagines#blue lock headcanons#blue lock hc#kaiser headcanons#bllk x reader#bllk imagines#bllk headcanons#bllk hcs#bllk#blue lock#micheal kaiser#kaiser x reader#kaiser imagines#sae x reader#sae headcanons#sae fluff#sae imagines
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For those wondering about the progress of the demo, here is the complete flow chart! We're using this as a skeleton for writing the script.
And here's where we are script wise! Currently we're 40 pages in.
Sorry for such the low quality of the photo but thats to make sure people can't read for spoilers! The demo has multiple endings, I won't say how many as I don't want to put a set number and set expectations that i might not be able to meet. However I can confidently say there are A LOT...
Anyways, thank you for your patience! As for any asks, I won't be doing many drawing requests so please refrain from putting so many in, thank you! If i do get some i might pick them, but please dont be hurt if i don't do yours!
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#everything about the johnny d*pp and amb*r heard case makes me viscerally angry#one of the jurors has now said they didn't believe her becauze her testimony made them uncomfortable#WHAT ABOUT DOMESTIC VIOLENCE TESTIMONY IS MEANT TO MAKE YOU FEEL COMFORTABLE#like im sorry but what the hell are you expecting#whether shes lying or not#why are you expecting to feel comfortable listening to someone recount their abuse#like yeah im sure youll feel real comfortable when i recount how i spent my entire childhood expecting to die before i hit adulthood#how we lived under constant threat of violence if we didnt behave exactly how he wanted us to#how he told us hed rather kill himself than be our dad#yeah im sure when i recount specific events youll feel so very comfortable#i dont wanna talk about it publically because i dont want to deal with rabid stans#because i really dont need to be told that i a domestic abuse violence is supporting an abuser just because i criticise the trial#but dear fuck am i close to it#because us living in too much fear to talk about it publically only helps abusers who use whatever they can to silence us#listening to domestic violence testimony isnt meant to make you feel comfortable#its not our job to give testimony in a way that makes you feel comfortable#a lot of us aren't going to react emotionally the way toure expecting us to#and we shouldnt have to#we're not here to please you and your expectations#.
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The Official Wizard Recruitment Post.
If you wish to become a member of the illegal wizard council and want to occasionally help us commit crimes and solve magical issues sometimes, you're at the right place!
All we need from you is to send us your Wizard CV right here, which can include things like: your most notable magical achievement, your three most recent crimes, your most spectacular crime, what you can bring to the council, and so forth. Whatever it takes to convince us. It must include your wizard pronouns and the position you're applying for.
Your application will then be put to vote by a randomly selected wizard jury with no expertise in anything whatsoever, who will decide your fate. You're welcome to try and bribe the jury if that's what you want (you will get bonus points for that).
*We do not care if you're affiliated with any other wizard council in any way whatsoever. We also do not require you to technically be a wizard. A burning passion for crime is however a necessity. If you're a warlock tell your sugar daddy to buy you your own council.
#official wizard recruitment post#please feel free to literally just copy paste whatever you've written so far in other places#we just can't find them and we don't want to keep missing people#here you can expect your application to be processed immediately#we're so efficient now
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it DOES matter and DON'T you DARE take the easy way out you MOTHERFU—
#kotlc#sokeefitz#obligatory disclaimer that i know sophie doesn't have to be poly and that it's okay to be singular in your attraction and commitment#and that for canon sophie that's how it works#however! this is fandom. canon is just a guide and here i say FUCK THE NORMS#yeah it CAN work like that but it doesn't always have to and I want some change!#she and fitz both still like each other to a degree. they can make something with that! they can be a triad!#PLEASE shannon#moments where it really hits you how allocishet middle grade series this series is#like of COURSE that's what shannon wrote. it's exactly what I would expect#<- that's not meant to be mean it's just like yeah. this the kind of author shannon is#we're an incredibly queer fandom but reality is the books are incredibly not regardless of that#you can just feel it in the bones of the series#having Thoughts#i haven't fully articulated myself so just. heads up if something sounds weird that's probably why
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ohhhhhhhhhh my goddddddddd and now the fucking t*ble t*nnis guy is passive aggressively up my ass : \
#work stuff#silver jelly#'i've noticed editing has slowed down...' first of all ;;; i was editing the 3.5k words of incomprehensible nonsense because you all#won't hire real writers for almost TWO HOURS on friday. i skipped Yesterday. you sent that message at 10 AM when i HAD one of those#fucking awful awful articles on my roster for today. so that's what;;;; 1 work day unaccounted for? fuck off#secondly; you assholes REFUSE to tell me how much you're expecting from me; you just fucking yell at us when we're not going#'fast enough' when you WON'T EVEN TELL ME WHAT THAT MEANS#this is an internal fucking site and we have REAL clients with REAL ACTUAL deadlines ;;; this is not !!!!!!!!!!!!!! a priority to me!!!!!!!#thirdly; ;;;; i took this project AS A FAVOR to someone who's on maternity leave. i did not even want it. she fucking told me 'ohhh you're#the only one i trust' when there's ... literally ;;; another editor on this who is her best friend from childhood or whatever .#like manipulating me; basically; into taking this project (and she didn't even need to; i wanted the hours anyway)#STILL; ;;; it's not something i picked; it's not something i even particularly wanted to do !!!!!#and it's endless shit;; every god damn week it's some version of 'is everything okay? you're slowing down?' like yeah bro i got other work!#jesus fucking CHRIST i just cannot !!!!!#i sent a message in the chat i straight up said 'i try to do one of these a day but i don't feel like it's enough so please tell me what#your expectations are' and if he dodges i'm saying 'an approximate number would be really helpful' like fuck dude i don't CARE if#you tell me you need 10 of these by the end of the week -- i can maybe even make that happen but this isn't fucking working !!!!#@god please get me out of here holy shit .
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reflecting on how all of my other DMs have gone above and beyond to lovingly weave my and my friends' backstory elements into the larger worldbuilding of the campaign by contrast to all of the ways Elyss' DM has gone out of his way to suppress or excise any influences her family may have ever had on anything and I'm genuinely near tears over it
#'I'm so surprised that Elyss wasn't more interested in going to her mom's hometown now that you're in her homelands!'#YOU! CHANGED Nami's backstory so that she never traveled anywhere before having Elyss#and YOU decided that she never tells Elyss literally anything even when directly asked#because you're so desperate to make sure your players never know literally anything about whatever might happen to them ever#YOU made it feel not only unrewarding but as if it was actively unwelcome for you if I even talked to my mother!!#'we're making this very dangerous journey (that you've been retconned not to have made yourself so you can't spoil it)--#--assuming we survive can you please tell us anything at all about what to expect the other country to be like?'#'well. it is different than here. it may not be what you expect.'#'oooh why didn't you go to hometown' SUCK MY DICK I ASSUMED YOU'D BE ANNOYED IF I WENT THERE HOPING TO FIND ANYTHING#of course ELYSS wants to try to touch any part of her own heritage she can!!#do you think she doesn't wonder whether she has family there? do you think maybe it's weird that she doesn't already know??#when *I* built Elyss' mother I made her a traveler from a far-off land so neither of us had to worry about it#YOU decided to send us to THAT far-off land specifically and then REFUSE to let Nami actually TELL me anything about it!!#feels very much like you don't want me to engage with that! feels very much like you ACTIVELY don't want me to explore that connection!#and if it felt like *Nami* was being secretive about it then Elyss would be even more keen to investigate herself--#but it's just part of a well-established pattern of NPCs going 'it's a secret teehee' for very obviously no other reason than that--#the DM just doesn't ever want us to have information even if NPCs have that information and have no reason not to share it#anyway. tl;dr grief over elyss yearning her whole life for somewhere to belong#but not going to her mother's birthplace because she has no reason to believe there's anything there for her.#for purely stupid empty meta reasons.#'I'm surprised you didn't go there 👀' so maybe he had something!#but my mother-- through you-- was so cagey about whether her parents even exist that I kind of just figured you didn't! so!!#about me#my OCs#elyss
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charity op shops are fundamentally about fundraising for charity so yes that gucci dress is $200 we also have donated dresses for $5 like
the sheer entitlement of so many thrifters, I swear.
*goes to the higher brand clothing donated new, generally sold for 1/3, sometimes 1/10, of the retail price*: why is everything so expensive! these charities are greedy.
*the other half of the shop full of $5-$10 good quality donated goods that doesn't exist apparently*
#look I'm not saying there are not issues of gentrification at play#but we sell designer brands for#$$$ because they retail for $$$$$$$$$ and we're trying to raise money here#also caveat no charity is perfect yes you know it no it's not salvos#everyone has been conditioned by fast fashion to see ridiculously cheap clothes as normal#also! if you are in genuine need of help we will help you#idk man I just want to help slow fashion and fundraise for disaster relief I don't want to be yelled at by entitled visitors or have my shop#dragged on tiktok and google reviews#sometimes things are not overpriced they're out of your budget and for a different clientele and that's okay#you'll live#rambles#... I accidentally stumbled onto the google reviews of the place I vokunteered at then read a bunch of angry tiktok comments lamenting my#store's greediness and depravity and it's like#you are expecting to find gucci for $5 and that doesn't happen anymore please get over it
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work was horrendous yall it is TIME for a fucking NAP
#woof#I hate truck delivery days I HATE TRUCK DELIVERY DAYS#THERE WERE THREE HUGE TRUCKS AND I DONT KNOW WHAT IM DOINGGGG#and im not used to waking up at the asscrack of dawn so ofc its 5am and im grouchy#and then once it hits 8am and we're opening ppl FLOOD IN#and they're like hello where is your zillyhooyippeeyeehaw wine#I DONT KNOWWWW I DONT KNOW I DONT KNOW I DONT KNOW I DONT KNOW#and when the PHONE RINGS and theyre like hey do u have [beverage]? BEATS ME!!!#and then there's the lotto machine and the safe they're building#I DONT WANT TO LEARN NEW THINGS AHHHH#WHY MUST GROWTH HAPPEN THRU RAW EXPERIENCE#I WOULD LIKE TO SKIP AHEAD#i also hate asking ppl for their ID bc half the time they dont bring it#and this one woman got SO PISSED bc i asked#'are you serious? im in my 20s' ok well i dont know that#and i'd like to not go to jail please! how do u NOT have ur license on u#u fucking drove here didnt u#i am in my 20s and i look like im 12!! i would not blame ppl if they did not sell me alcohol!#how are u gonna go into the liquor store not expecting to be carded when ur young!#i get it if ur in ur 30s and if u LOOK like ur in ur 30s like if u have a beard or something#but still how do u drive somewhere without ur license!! thats against the law!!!!!#make it easier for all of us and bring ur ID pls and just let me put it into the gotdam machine#im gonna sleep now 😓
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─ you're the sunflower ੈ✩‧₊˚
✶ pairing: miguel o'hara x fem!reader
✶ synopsis: everyone on the team loves you, expect miguel who seems to hate you more than anyone.
✶ warnings: angst!! major angst. sunshine!reader x grumpy!miguel. reader is nicknamed sunflower, mentions of death.
✶ notes: there's one spanish sentence in this, I'm not good with spanish so if I've made a mistake please tell me so i can fix it! part two is already up!!!
Everyone on the team loved you from the moment you joined, everyone, except Miguel.
You knew Miguel was cold towards everyone, but he was extra cold with you. Maybe it was because of how different your personalities were.
You were the embodiment of sunshine, always positive in any situation, putting others before yourself. Hence why everyone calls you sunflower, it fits perfectly, Miles was proud of coming up with it.
Miguel on the other hand was cold and distant but that didn't stop you from trying to get him to open up. You'd try to have simple conversations with him but nothing, all you would receive in reply was an eye roll or a slight grunt, but you wouldn't give up that easily.
Like today, you got him some coffee.
"Morning, boss. Got you some coffee." You said in your usual cheerful tone.
"Why?" He raised his eyebrows, looking down at you suspiciously. That's the most he's said to you all week.
"Because I wanted to." You shrugged, placing it down on his desk.
He steped down walking towards his desk, you couldn't help but stare at him, unfortunately for you, everything about him was so attractive, it's such a shame he hated you.
"This isn't how I like my coffee."
"Huh?" You snapped out of your daydream at the sound of his voice.
"The coffee, it tastes terrible. Get it from another place next time."
"Well, actually I made it-" But he had already walked away from you not listening to a word you said. "Alright, never mind, I'll just go back to work." You mumbled hurt by his words.
"Wait, hold on." You looked up, thinking, maybe he'll say something nice after all.
"Yeah?"
"Take the coffee with you, I won't be drinking it."
─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──
"Girl, why do you look so sad? Did Miguel do something again?" Jess asked with a frown, she did not like seeing you sad.
"No."
"Sunflower…"
"Okay, yes." Miguel being cold towards you was normal, he never spoke to you unless necessary. Out of everyone here, he probably hated you the most, even more than Miles.
"Sunflower, I've told you to stop trying." Jess sighed.
"I know, I know… why does he hate me so much, Jess?"
"That's just the way he is, don't overthink it. It's his loss, baby." She replied, gently patting your shoulder.
─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──
Today was going to be a good day, you were so sure of it.
But, of course, you were wrong.
Everything was going great up until a few hours ago.
Miguel had assigned you on a mission to catch an anomaly, alongside a few other spider-people. His instructions were clear, stick to the plan and catch the anomaly. It was supposed to be simple.
If only you didn't disobey him. You screwed up badly, and because of that, you could have been killed.
"Why don't you ever listen?" Miguel shouted. No one had ever seen him this angry.
"I was just tryin-"
"¡Ay, por el amor de Dios!" Being yelled at by your boss in front of your coworkers was humiliating, everyone was looking at you with pity.
"I'm sick of this, why can’t you follow simple instructions? Is it that hard to understand?" He barked, towering over you.
"It's not a big deal." You tried to keep your composure, you didn't want to humiliate yourself further by bursting into tears.
"Not a big deal? You could've died! A simple mistake would have ruined the whole mission."
Don't cry. Don't cry.
"But we're all fine, aren't we?" You weakly chuckled. That was the wrong thing to say because it only made him angrier.
"Oh? If that's the attitude you have then you shouldn't even be on the team." Ouch.
"Miguel, I think that's enough-" Hobie said, quickly jumping in.
"Not now, Hobie." He growled.
Never once did you think that you'd be in a situation like this.
"If you put more focus on trying to be good at your job, rather than impressing me, we wouldn't even be here!" Oh, so he did notice that.
At this point, tears were streaming freely down your face and you made no attempt to stop them.
"Yep, you got it, boss." You smiled up at him through your tears. It was pathetic, but you did not care, you just wanted to leave and never come back.
"Next time make sure this doesn't happen."
"It won't happen next time." That's because there won't be a next time.
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bestfriendsbrother!Sukuna x pregnant!reader one-shot
summary: you're excited to finally share with all your friends that your pregnant when the party is interrupted by your best friend's older brother, who you didn't invite, but who you did have unprotected sex with less than two months ago.
cw: reader is pregnant, Sukuna is a bad dude, possessive behavior, minor smut, still as usual nicer than it sounds because I can't help it.
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"I'm pregnant!"
Your news is met with a period of silence before your friends look at each other, uncertain as to how to react.
Nobara finally breaks the silence, an eyebrow raised. "And we feel...."
"We're happy about it," you say and your friends are then quick to congratulate you. You hear some sort of scuffling happening behind you and you turn around to see Yuuji unfolding a "We're having a Baby!" banner which makes Megumi nearly jump out of his chair.
"Holy shit, did you two-"
"No!"
"Ew, no!"
Yuuji frowns at you. "The 'ew' wasn't necessary."
You and Nobara scoff. "It was," you tell him. "And I say that with all my love."
"Okay, so if this idiot didn't knock you up-"
"Hey!"
"-then who did?"
You'd been expecting the question and had prepared for it. "It was just a one night stand, he's not really father material." Everyone looks like they want to ask more questions so you smile at them, genuinely happy they all look ready to commit a crime for you. "It's okay, I have a good job and this is something I've wanted for a long time. This baby will be really loved because it will have me and, I hope, all of you."
Your friends are quick to agree and there's some lighter questions about potential names, nurseries and Nobara and Todo are looking at her phone debating baby onesies, when the door to you and Yuuji's apartment opens and someone you had definitely not invited comes in.
"Sukuna! You're late, you missed the big news," Yuuji calls out as he walks over and claps his brother on the back. A few people call out greetings as Yuuji's older brother looks around the apartment. His eyes linger on you for a second, a smirk tugging up on his lip before he notices the sign hanging crooked over the kitchen doorway and he laughs without an ounce of humor.
"You've gotta be fucking kidding me, you knocked someone up? You irresponsible piece of shit-"
"It's not his and don't kill him, you asshole," Megumi says from where he has now joined the onesies discussion and points over at you. "It's the other person who lives here."
Sukuna pauses from where he was about to murder his brother, to look back over at you. You wonder if his brain is doing the same cursed math that you had done when you were hyperventilating, holding a stick covered in your own pee, but before he could ask anything, Maki ended the silent stand off.
"And we're happy about it, so get happy you piece of shit."
With that, the party continues on, people breaking off until little groups and snacks being placed strategically throughout the apartment.
You're feeling thirsty, and a little exhausted from the burning stare that's been directed at you for the past hour when you excuse yourself from where Miwa and Mechamaru had been talking about their own future plans for children, who you're sure would be socially inept but gorgeous enough to make up for it, and made your way to the kitchen.
You were pulling out some water, no alcohol for you even though you really needed it, when you felt someone's presence behind you.
"So when were you going to tell me we were having a baby?"
"Never, because it's not yours," you answered firmly, slamming the door to the fridge for good measure. Sukuna leaned against the cabinet next to you but you'd known him long enough to see the pose for what it was. A ruse, a performance of casualness. The fingers on his hand tapped against his arm like he was playing the piano, one of the few tics he had that showed when he was feeling, well just feeling anything in general.
"Oh please, you're not fucking anyone else."
"You don't know that and we're not fucking, we fucked once. Singular, past tense."
He laughed and looked down at you, the same predatory look he'd had the night he'd helped you make this child.
"And once was all it took huh? Fucked you so good, you're going to have my baby," he says, voice mocking and he stands up to his full height which puts him over you. He takes the glass of water you're really regretting now, and places it on the counter opposite the two of you.
"It-it's not your baby," but you don't sound sure and he knows it and he presses up against you until your back is to the counter. Nowhere for you to run.
"It's mine, just like you're mine. I don't know who you think you're kidding with this denial of me but it's done now, sweetheart."
You go to answer him and Sukuna covers your mouth with his hand like the rude fuck he is and then leans down, his mouth next to your ear. You look around, worried someone might see you but the gap between the fridge and the counter conceals you both and the room next to you keeps getting louder and louder. The sun had set and there were maybe some lamps in the living room, but here in the kitchen it was dark.
"I let you have your space and your time, two months of it actually. I let you have your little moral crisis about fucking a criminal and it being the best dick you've ever had wah wah, but I was impatient before I knew you were having my baby, and now," he leans back so his eyes, and they're on fire his eyes, are level with yours. "I'm done waiting."
You tug on Sukuna's hand and he rolls his eyes before removing it from your mouth and places it on your hip which doesn't seem like a good trade-off but at least you can speak again.
"What does that even mean?" You ask him, your voice showing the incredulity you're feeling but if Sukuna had anything, it was audacity.
"I mean I'll give you a week to tell your friends you're having our baby and that we're getting married." He says it so seriously that you can't help but laugh which seems to be the wrong response when his other hand moves to your hip as well and squeezes, tight.
"We are not getting married, are you out of your mind?"
"Why not, we're already having a baby, are you going to deny me the ability to live with my own child."
"Still not your kid, and we can't get married Sukuna. We never even dated! We fucked one time, that doesn't mean we should just be together forever."
"We fucked for one night, it was more than one time-"
"Not the argument you think it is," you interrupt him but you still let him pick you up and place you on the counter. You sit there while he runs his hands up and down your thighs, the sounds of the party washing over the two of you as you stay in your little bubble.
"We'd be good together," he finally says. "Not just because I knocked you up on the first try." You hit him but he just smirks and moves his hands more purposefully on your legs. You let him pull them apart and step between them even though warning bells are going off in your head, telling you these are moves you'd seen before and they had led to you being in the predicament the two of you were debating in the first place.
"It's inevitable, the two of us. You can say you hate me, or that I'm not a good man, and that's true. But there's a reason why you've never stayed with any of those nice boys," he says and his hands slips up the skirt you're wearing to get at your bare thighs underneath. "Because you don't want a nice guy, you don't want a good man, you want me and I'm too selfish to let you keep torturing both of us by doing this pretending shit."
The fingers on his right hand press against your cunt through your panties while his other hand squeezes your thigh and he moans sinfully into the quiet air.
"God, I knew I didn't make up this warm, wet cunt. Been fucking my fist until I chafed the past two months just thinking about it."
You whimper as he moves your underwear aside and slips one finger up and down your slit, not touching your clit or going where you want him, but doing enough that you move against his hand.
"This does not mean that we should get married," you protest and he teases a finger against your opening, pulling it back when your hips tilt up in an attempt to get him where you want.
"Why not? I heard pregnant women get super horny, what are you going to do without me around to make sure this filthy pussy gets stuffed just the way she needs." He finally slips one finger in, his thumb moving to tease against your clit, just the way you like it and your head smacks back against the cabinet. He moves the hand that had been on your thigh up so he can cradle your head.
"I'm sure I could find someone willing to help me out," you say scoffing and his hand freezes which makes you whine a little and try to get him to move again but his legs limit your range of motion.
"You ever try to fuck someone else ever again and the coroner is going to have to get dental records to figure out who the dumb fuck with no fingers, no eyes and no cock is, you got it?"
He's not joking, you know he's not joking but it doesn't stop you from leaning forward until you finally get your lips on his. He hums into your kiss, cupping your cheek in his free hand while the other one goes back to opening you up. You're so wet that the kitchen fills with the sounds of his him finger fucking your cunt but you can't even find it in yourself to be embarrassed. He's not wrong that pregnancy has made you more sensitive, or maybe it's just you not having gotten laid since the two of you had slept together.
He's got three fingers in you when you come and he swallows your moans greedily with mouth while his fingers slow inside of you, curving just right to make you think you could probably come again soon, oversensitive or not.
Before you can test that out, he pulls away from you. He licks the fingers he pulled out of you clean and you you're reminded of how the last time he'd made you come twice just with his mouth.
"Where are you going?" you ask him, a little more breathless than you like.
"We are going home," he tells you, grabbing your hands and helping you down off the counter. Giving you a kiss on your forehead that you would tease him for if you were anyone else.
"Home?" you ask, confused because you are currently standing in your apartment unless his orgasms suddenly give one the power to teleport.
"Yeah, our home, not the shitty apartment you share with my brother. I mean we'll have to get somewhere bigger soon, for our baby."
For the first time since you found out you were pregnant, someone who was not you laid out their palm on your still just the same stomach. There was no change from how it always looked but Sukuna looked smug just the same and you felt like you were still missing a few things.
"What-"
"I mean I can fuck you here, I just thought your sensibilities and the fact your friends were all out there would make you uncomfortable."
Your post orgasm flush finally leaves you and you look up at him in panic. "Oh my god, do you think someone saw-"
"It's okay, Fushiguro kept them out I'm sure."
You don't want to know but ask anyway. "Why?"
"Because he walked in earlier and looked like he'd seen a ghost. Tell me, is the kid still a virgin? He's pretty but I can't imagine he has a lot of good options in your crowd."
When you leave to go to Sukuna's, the only people who don't look confused(or horrified in Yuuji's case) at your departure are Maki and Megumi.
If the confusion hadn't been cleared up by the time the baby came, the pink hair probably answered any follow up questions.
dealing with some writer's block and had this idea. didn't feel like writing a whole smut scene, my b but saving that energy for the next(?) neighborsukuna x singlemom one.
side note: Megumi is scarred for life, for sure. Yuuji gets over his horror once he's an uncle.
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Existential despair is so common in a person's twenties, I think, because up until that point, we've had a pretty clear road map for what's expected of us and we haven't had much reason to question that map. There are still a few milestones outlined for us (start a career, get married, make babies) but more and more young people are entering the post-school world and realizing:
A) that career thing just isn't happening like they said it would
B) I'm not ready to get married/I don't want to get married/marriage isn't the sort of life-altering event that it used to be
C) I'm not ready to make babies/I don't want a baby/I can't afford to raise children right now (see point A)
And in the absence of these milestones to shoot for (which one could argue weren't the promise of fulfillment they claimed to be in the first place), what we're left with is this aimless abyss of "the rest of our lives" sprawling out ahead of us with no indication of how it will go or what we should be doing to shape it. Young people start their first jobs, find they hate them, and think to themselves, "Is this it? Am I just supposed to do this job until I'm too old to do it or die first?"
Which is, yeah, really fucking depressing!! So here's my best attempt at an alternate roadmap for young people that don't vibe with the old model. Please feel free to add in your own suggestions!
Learn how you work and what you want out of a job. Unless you've been in a job-specific training program that gives you hands-on experience, your first jobs should be experiments. Learn how a full-time job feels for you, what elements are more or less difficult. Different workplaces have different cultures and expectations - what do you need out of a job environment? Do you need to find fulfillment in your job or is it enough for it to pay the bills and leave you time to find outside fulfillment? Do you want to climb a corporate ladder or are you content to hunker down as long as your bills get paid? This period of experimentation is exhausting and may feel like it's consuming your whole life.
Learn how to make time for things outside of work. Adapting to a full-time work environment often leaves you feeling so drained that you can't do anything but go home and collapse on the couch every day. That's fine - for a little while. But it can also become a habit. You need to learn how to do things after work or you'll go crazy. Go to a trivia night. Start an exercise schedule. Take a class in your community. Find volunteer work. Join a band. You will find that putting more things into your day makes you feel like you have more time, not less.
Find a community. Making friends as an adult can feel impossible. Where do you find these mysterious friends everyone seems to have?? This goes along with #2, though. As you start regularly attending the same activities, you will find that repeat interactions with the same people turn into friendships or at least friendly acquaintances. Say yes to invitations. Get involved in your local community. Strive to be connected enough to bump into people at the grocery store.
Unlearn bad lessons. We all internalize some messed up things when we're growing up. As you start off your adult life, that's the time to actively work at unpacking the things you've brought with you from childhood and deciding which things are helping you and which things are harming you. This might mean therapy or joining a spiritual group or reading new things or just making special time to be in your own head.
Learn the lessons you missed. In this, I mostly mean practical things. "Adulting." Areas of your day-to-day practical life that are causing you extreme stress are probably related to a knowledge or experience gap. Do you hate cooking and cleaning or were you not taught how to do it properly? Are you afraid of making medical appointments or is it just something new you're not used to? Does money make you queasy or do you need to learn how to make a budget?
Find something fulfilling. This can be your job. It can be volunteer work. It can be faith. It can be a hobby. It can be creating things. It can be challenging yourself physically. It can be activism. It can be going for walks in nature. Everyone finds fulfillment in different places. If you're not finding it where you are, look somewhere else.
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❝Just a sex doll?❞
Wolf Sukuna and bunny reader (this is like part 5, very short)
Warning: not much, but there is hints and allusions at sex, kinky talk and shit, some sad themes but generally Sukuna trying to be soft. Trying.
A/N: this was an ask from an anon (you know who you are), and I just needed some mild fluff in here. This made my pussy leak. I'm just saying.
How long has it been now? A few months since you've become a cute little cock sleeve.
Currently, you're sitting in Sukuna's lap, breast pressed against his chest, ruffling his messy and choppy pink hair, flicking his pointy wolf ears on top. Ever since he started to get more responsive with his tail and all, you've been touching him even more. Maybe you're taking advantage of being near a predator without dying.
He just sits and looks pass you, paying you no mind while you fuck with him, staring at the TV show of some bad slasher film. He hates predictable plots, and you're only learning that today from all the months you've been with him.
You start to tug at his ears softly, an attempt to get his attention.
Either he doesn't mind or doesn't feel it, but he won't look at you. The only time all his four eyes are on you is when you two are having sex. You're just noticing that.
The realization makes you huff; but you shouldn't expect much, anyways. This is Sukuna we're talking about here.
"'kuna." You dare to break the silence, leaning back to get in front of his view with a small pout. He snaps his attention to you, one of his large four hands going to the small of your back. "What, rabbit?" He narrows his eyes at you in question.
"i just wanna know..." you look off nervously, your bunny ears backing down on your hair, showing your uncomfortable condition. Sukuna hates when you delay like he's going to cook you if you say something wrong—your pussy taste good so maybe your skin will— "spit it out." He demands, his grip on your back tightening, nails poking at your clothing.
"do you... only use me for sex?"
Sukuna looks at you like a dumb bug in his food, tilting his head. You swore you just saw his wolf ears shrink down to his skull... his eyebrows knit together and he looks rather pissed. "Where is this dumb question coming from?"
You shrug and look back down, delaying an answer again. "Dunno. Jus' wanted to know." You meekly respond, fidgeting with the hem of your shirt to avoid his gaze.
He snaps your head to his by yanking your chin aggressive, earning a small whimper to pass from your soft lips. His grip may be rough, but he leans in to plant a gentle kiss on your lips, molding into yours with a small content sigh. His tongue poking on your lips, almost as if asking to go inside, and you don't even argue.
And, oh, you just love kisses. And Sukuna knows this, you always beg for foreplay when he fucks you dumb, especially when you're looking for affirmation to know you're doing good. So you don't even dare fight back and stop fidgeting with things and lean onto his broad chest, gripping his shoulders gently while sitting in his lap.
He breaks apart with a heavy sigh, eyes finally on you. All of them.
"you truly are a dumb bunny." He scoffs out a laugh, "give me a good reason why I would bathe a slut that I only wanna fuck?" He keeps his grip on your chin to make you look at him, his lips only a few inches away from yours. "Why would I eat out a sex toy? Why would I compliment you how well you do if you're just a fling for me? Waste my time on a whore?" He rolls his eyes and his low tone is laced with mocking intentions, like he's calling you dumb in so many different ways.
"Please, bunny, get some sense for crying out loud."
You process all his words, ignoring the fact he just called you stupid and look at him with those cute doe eye —that look better with tears of bliss in them— "so—"
"of course not, rabbit. Damn." He cuts you off with a bonk on your head, making your bunny ears flop.
He was so aggressive with you, but you guess this is his way, hanging out with you, his aftercare and even his preparations, to show he cares for you somewhat.
Your little cotton tail starts to throb and you wear a cute cheeky smile. You lean into his chest while he watches the show and listen to his negative comments.
If he was to fuck you right now, you wouldn't be so mad.
This whole time I was thinking of "tell me, tell me, tell me yooouuu, want me, want me, want me toooo."
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my love if i may request a whiskey with dbf!joel or dbf!bucky with the prompt “i’ve wanted this for so long” and mayhaps if it’s not too much to ask for but some breeding kink👀👉🏻👈🏻
Promises, Promises.
warnings - smut. cursing.
I figured I'd make this dbf!bucky, because i've done a dbf!joel fic for this celebration already. y'all, I read the words dad's best friend and go fucking feral. this one got away from me.
3k celebration post here. 3k masterlist here.
You're the last person Bucky expected to be at his front door at 3am.
"What's wrong, honey?"
"Locked myself out of my goddamn house, and my parents are still on vacation. Can I crash here tonight? Please?"
Who is he to turn down an offer that tempting?
"Course. Come on, it's too cold for you to be stood out here."
The two of you sit down on his couch, settling in to watch some TV.
"Bucky Barnes. Are you watching a romcom?"
He blushes, a slight flush creeping up his cheeks.
"If you tell anyone, I'll kill you. They're my guilty pleasure."
"It makes me like you more, if anything," you grin. He can't help but smile back at you, less embarrassed now.
"Look, my love life is fuckin' terrible. I live vicariously through these cheesy films right now."
"You? Terrible love life? Those two phrases don't usually go in the same sentence."
You're teasing him. Seeing if you can get a rise, hit the right button.
"Oh, shut it. Just because you're on a new date every week."
"I'm... what?"
"Your Dad seems to think you're dating a lot."
You quirk a brow at him, amusement curling at the corners of your lips.
"Is that so?"
"I'm only telling you what I've heard, honey."
He crosses his arms across his chest, biceps threatening to break free from the confines of his t shirt.
"He's wrong."
"Is that so?"
You roll your eyes.
"I have a friend, he's a guy. My Dad automatically assumes we're dating because we hang out. But we're not."
"And why not?"
"I don't know, I guess he's just..." you debate your answer, realising it's now or never. "He's not old enough for me. Not mature enough."
Bucky bites his lip, eyes scanning your face.
"He's your age."
"Exactly. Boys my age don't know shit."
He laughs, but it's dark and low, something brewing beneath the surface.
"You always were too smart for your own good, huh?"
Bucky's thigh is pressing into yours, the warmth from his skin seeping through. His rough fingertips glide across your arm, slow and soft. He's testing the waters.
"I shouldn't want this," he murmurs, barely audible. "Neither should you."
"But I do," you whisper. "So fucking bad."
"Me too."
Bucky grabs the back of your neck, smashing his lips to yours. You grip at his hair, his biceps, his shirt - anything you can get a hold of. You feel like you're dreaming, your filthiest thoughts coming into fruition.
He pulls you into his lap so you're straddling his hips, grinding down and panting into his mouth. You're both breathless, but neither of you want to be the first to pull away.
Bucky rips your shirt over your head, instantly attacking your chest with kisses. He's marking you up, claiming you as his. You should be worried about the repercussions, but you're not.
You pull his shirt off and rake your nails down his front, grinning when he shivers. Suddenly, Bucky stands up, setting you on your feet.
"Strip."
You blink at him, processing.
"Strip, baby. I won't tell you again."
You shimmy your pants down your legs, your underwear going too. Your mouth waters as you watch him undress, admiring the angles and smooth ridges of him. A Greek God.
Bucky stalks over to you and hooks a foot behind your ankle, sending you both flying onto the rug on the floor. He cushions your fall, not letting go of you once. Running two fingers through your wet heat, he groans.
"All for me, pretty girl? What did I do to deserve somethin' this sweet, huh?"
"Need you," you whine. "Please, Buck."
"I've wanted this for so long," he murmurs, lining himself up. "Fuck, you're a dream."
You both gasp as he slides home, your back arching and his jaw falling slack. Bucky rests a hand against the base of your throat, the weight grounding you back down to Earth.
"Need you to move," you choke out. "Fuck, I need it, Buck. Please."
"Oh you need it, do you?" he smirks. "My needy girl."
He snaps his hips into yours in long, careful glides, very aware of the effect he has on you. Before long, his restraint snaps, and his thrusts get harder, quicker, more frantic.
"Gonna fill you up, baby," he's muttering under his breath. "Make you mine. You want that? To have everyone know who you belong to?"
You're nodding rapidly, tears gathering in your eyes, bottom lip caught between your teeth.
"How are we gonna keep this a secret if you're pregnant, huh?"
The thought makes you moan, a breathy, gutteral sound.
"You like that? Want me to make you a mommy? Fuck, I'll give you everything you ask for. I'll buy you a house and knock you up, you'll never want for anything."
His low, honeyed words throw you over the edge, squeezing and clenching around him. Bucky groans, deep and rumbled, the sound vibrating through the both of you. You find your releases together, panting and out of breath.
"House first."
"Huh?" he breathes, raising his head from your chest.
"Buy me a house first. Kids second. Maybe marriage in between."
He laughs, floating and content. You both know he meant what he said, not just a heat of the moment confession.
You stay wrapped up in each other for hours, on the rug in front of the fire.
You'll deal with the repercussions later.
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