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cutielando · 3 days

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I just finished reading your chubby reader fic which I loved as a chubby girl myself!! I was wondering if you could do something similar with like a fit gym girlie I feel like muscle mummy’s tend to be forgotten a lot!

a/n: of course! people always overlook a gym mummy!!

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warnings: gymrat!reader (reader is described as being muscly and frequenting the gym)

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Lando has always been keen on exercising. He didn’t really have a choice in the matter, seeing as his job required him to be in the best shape possible.

However, that doesn’t mean that he looks down on people who don’t exercise as regularly as he did or at all. Every person was entitled to their own routine, in his opinion.

But when he met you, someone who lived and breathed exercise and hitting the gym, he felt like he had hit the jackpot. Being in the gym together, sharing your love for exercise with each other and always pushing one another to better themselves.

It was a dream come true, frankly.

The first time he had suggested joining you for your workout, he figured you would go easy on yourself, do some light exercises and call it a day. The shock on his face when he saw you lifting weights, twice the weight he himself could barely lift, was something out of a movie.

You had found it so endearing, seeing him staring at you with such a perplexed expression and shock, you found it sweet and funny at the same time.

“Why are you looking at me like I’ve suddenly grown 3 heads that I don’t know about?” you joked once you had put the weights back and joined him where he was standing.

“You know you just lifted twice what I can lift, right?” he said, eyes still wide and staring back at you.

You laughed, holding your belly as your laughter rang through the fairly empty gym. This was one of your favorite things about living with Lando, the fact that the apartment building where you both lived had a private gym exclusive only for the residents.

“Babe, you know I’ve been a gym rat for years now. What did you think I’ve been doing all this time?” you asked, cocking an eyebrow.

Lando shrugged, stuffing his hands in the pockets of his pants.

“I don’t know, running on the treadmill? I figured you lifted weights and all that stuff, but I didn’t think you could lift more than me. And I’ve been training straight up hardcore my entire life” he explained, scratching the back of his neck before he reached out for your hand and pulled you closer to him.

You chuckled, wrapping your arms around his neck and letting yourself melt against his body.

“I can do more than that, but I’m still jet-lagged and my body takes a while to recover, you know” you explained, making the shock return twice as intense.

Lando could swear his brain was malfunctioning. He didn’t know why or how, but the way you were speaking and the things you were saying were doing things to him. He found you so attractive before, but now it had reached a whole other level.

“Have I ever told you how hot you are?’ he asked, his voice having dropped to a dangerous low mumble.

You bit your lip, looking into his eyes sensually. If you had known this was all it took to get to him, you would have brought him with you a very long time ago.

“You have, and I could say the same about you. However, as much as I want to jump your bones this very second in this very gym, I need to finish my workout and you need to work on your neck” you said, your lips brushing against his as you suddenly pull away from him and make your way towards the treadmill for a running session.

Lando stared dumbfounded as you walked away from him like nothing had happened, getting back to your workout just like that.

He would lie if he said he didn’t want to just ditch his workout and take you upstairs, but he knew Jon would be coming soon enough to help him with his neck training and he didn’t want to have to explain to him why he decided to skip it.

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Ever since that first day in the gym, Lando had insisted on joining you for every workout routine that he had time to attend. It didn’t matter if he had just got back from a race halfway across the globe, or he was tired and sore.

He wanted to be there, even if it was just to watch and admire.

“Baby, you’re tired, you really don’t have to come with me” you argued with him one very early morning as you were getting ready to go downstairs to the gym.

Lando had just got back home very late last night, having flown all the way from China. The amount of sleep he got was nowhere near enough for him to get enough rest after such a busy weekend.

And yet there he was, wide awake before 8 am and ready to go watch you while you work out.

“But I want to watch you” he pouted, his eyes barely open. His hair was fluffy and his curls were sticking up in every possible direction.

You sighed, knowing you would never be able to say no when he looked at you like that, lips all pouty and those puppy dog eyes staring right into your soul.

“You need to sleep, love. You’ve barely had any time to rest this weekend and when you finally come home you’d rather come and watch me exercise than get some sleep?” you asked, smiling slightly, but you already knew the answer.

“I would rather spend any time with you than sleep. If you’re not here with me then what’s the point of sleeping?” he asked, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.

You chuckled, shaking your head. He knew how to weasel his way straight into your heart, saying things like that which you couldn’t overlook.

Once he noticed the defeated look on your face, he got up from the bed and took your hand, offering to carry your bag downstairs.

When you arrived downstairs, you were pleased to see that there was nobody in the gym at that hour, giving you two some much needed privacy.

“Alright, I’m going to run on the treadmill for a while and then do some leg lifting. Are you okay here by yourself for a little while?” you asked him once you put your earphones in and your headband on your head.

He nodded, taking a seat on a bench in the middle of the room. The sight all but melted your heart, the way he sat there with his hands on his lap, like a little kid waiting for his mother.

You nodded and leaned in to quickly kiss him on the lips, turning on your music and getting to work.

It wasn’t even 20 minutes after that you got off the treadmill and noticed Lando had fallen asleep on the bench, his head resting on his knee. You pouted, taking out your phone and snapping a quick picture.

Because you knew there was no way he was comfortable in that position, you decided to cut your workout short and get him to bed, figuring you could get some more sleep yourself.

“Lando, baby. Come on, let’s go upstairs” you slowly shook him awake, his eyes opening and meeting yours sleepily.

“Are you done working out?” he asked, stretching a little and looking around, seeing you more rested than you usually were.

“I only ran on the treadmill today, I’m skipping my legs session today so we can catch up on some sleep together” you explained, taking his hand and trying to get him to follow you upstairs.

He protested, shaking his head and not moving an inch.

“No, go on and finish. We can get some sleep later. I don’t want you to jeopardize your routine because of me. I’ll watch, do your thing” he said and planted himself more comfortable on the bench, now facing towards the apparatus he knew you would be using.

You smiled lightly, finding his obsession with watching you train endearing.

Never before in your life had anyone been as supportive of your workouts than Lando has been. Compromising his sleep schedule just to see you train and do your thing, sleeping on a gym bench just so he could watch you in your element.

You couldn’t have asked for a better partner in life, someone just as passionate about the gym as you were.

Maybe even more.

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sometimesliterate · 3 days

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blade, ratio, gallagher, sampo, welt yang, and nanook with a shorter s/o

yeah !!! i'm trying something new-ish !! its all mostly fluffy, gallagher's is slightly suggestive and so is welt's. keep in mind of course that they'll all love you regardless and theyre just giants, so you could be like damn near six foot and still be shorter than them. this aint just for 5'0 people ( although it was written by a shortie so,,, yeah ) GENDER NEUTRAL READER !!!

BLADE —

oh you're shorter than him ?

honestly he doesn't even notice half of the time

it's not like he's always searching for someone who's shorter than him so he can take care of them or whatever

it was just life that you were shorter than him and he wasn't really one to make a fuss about anything

but that doesn't mean that he's absolutely immune to your charms, in any case

sometimes he sees that you're struggling with something and that he can help you

other times he finds you to be rather useful yourself

especially when trying to hide when out on a mission, he finds that your height allows you to be a little bit more conspicuous than him

something that he doesn't necessarily mention, but you've come to expect it at this point

if you're out on a mission together, you can best believe that you're the one sneaking into wherever you are while blade is laid low behind you ready to strike if you failed

he'll always always always praise you for your efforts and your abilities to hide in plain sight from others

not necessarily your height, but just your skills in general

sometimes if you have the time to be a little slow with how you moved about, he'd pull you closer and give you a little kiss on the top of your head

affection wasn't necessarily his thing, but if you were doing such a good job helping him, who was he to deny you

you were putting your life down on the line for the mission. this was something that he never took for granted, even though he often went in head first without caring because he didn't have to put down his life for elio's path. he was actively going down this path to reach that finality, but you weren't. you forced him to go about missions with more finesse, because he was absolutely terrified of failing you. often, he would be there as a backup, ready to spring in at a moment's notice if you needed him to be there. you were shorter than him, so you were usually tasked with infiltration, just like now. you could clearly see the goal - it was right there in reach. but of course, with many things, there was also guards hanging around the area, protecting the gem and keeping you at arm's length away from it. of course, blade wanted to cut everyone down and just take it by force, but he knew that wasn't how you did things, and that cutting them down would mean that there was a high chance that more guards would come running. and he couldn't bring himself to put you in that kind of danger, so he let you make a plan in your head. he watched as you snuck past the guards, using things that would show his taller, larger form as a perfect hiding spot for yourself. when you snatched the gem right under their noses, and you came back to him, he couldn't stop himself from grinning a little bit. " good job, " blade whispered once you were in a private area together, allowed some time off. " maybe your height helps you out in certain situations. " " yea- hey ! are you calling me short ? " " yes, " he leaned over, pressing a gentle kiss on the top of your head. " but it's cute. you're cute. " you let out a quiet little sigh, but you eventually wrapped your arms around him, feeling the man stiffen up in your arms at the sudden contact, but he soon melted within your touch. " mm. whatever you say, bladie. i just don't think you'd be very good at sneaking around. " he chuckled, sitting his head on the top of your head. " i think you're right about that. "

RATIO —

ratio does not and will not care about your height

your physical attributes were never what attracted him to you in the first place

although you being so attractive definitely helped, but he wouldn't openly admit that unless you held him by gunpoint

he liked the breath of fresh air that you brought into his life

how vibrant and charming you were, effortlessly piercing through his walls with such expertise he almost didn't want to trust it at first

but he still treated you how he treated most people, including scolding you when you did something wrong, and scowling when you suggested something that he didnt want to do

however, there was one thing you could do that made him fold ever single time

the way you looked up at him through your pretty lashes, pouting as you tilted your head up to look at him and whispered your little apology

you just looked so.. cute like that, he can't stop himself from letting out a fake sigh of annoyance before telling you not to do it again and ultimately letting you have your way

there was nothing he could do against you, he had no defenses to protect himself against your pouting

especially when you had to tilt your head so high up just to look at him

if he didn't know better he would be sure that you did this one purpose just to get your way

ratio called your name once from downstairs, and you froze immediately in place, knowing that tone in his voice. he was disappointed in you for something, and you weren't sure what it was, but you were sure that you would get your ear chewed out and that you would get another lecture on your behavior. you debated on whether or not you should just give up easily and listen to him, and resign yourself to listening to his lecture, or you could pretend to be asleep and get out of his disappointment for just a little while, but ratio was not a man who forgot, and you knew that well by now. no matter how much you wanted to run, you knew that you had to own up to what you did. after he called you the second time, you slowly walked downstairs, finding him in the living room, his legs crossed as he read a book, his reading glasses on. " you called me, love ? " you asked nervously, sitting beside him. " are you forgetting something important ? " ratio closed his book, resting his head on his hand that sat on the armchair as he looked at you, his eyes narrowed. you thought a moment, before your eyes widened, and you rushed into the kitchen. you'd completely forgotten that you were baking some cupcakes ! what happened ? you found them already taken out, cooling on top of the oven. " o-oh no, i'm so sorry, ratio- " you apologized profusely. you turned around, just to find him right behind you, his eyes trained on yours. " your little mistake could've ended badly, " ratio shook his head, and you could feel the guilt creeping up into you, knowing that you had messed up, and now you were paying for it. " you're very lucky i had an eye on it. " you pouted, feeling both embarrassed and guilty that you'd forgotten something like this, feeling like you were about to cry, the hot tears welling in your eyes. you looked up at him through your lashes, unsure how to convey your sincere regret. " i'm so sorry, veritas. " ratio stiffened for a moment, looking into your eyes, and he felt his resolve crumble. he couldn't be mad at you when you looked up at him like that. his hand found its way on the side of your cheek, gently caressing the side of your face. " just.. don't do it again, okay ? "

GALLAGHER —

oh man he thinks you're cute

your height was just part of your charm

it wasn't necessarily a make or break thing where you were required to be shorter than him

but he had to admit.. you were absolutely adorable when you wanted something from him

particularly when you wanted to kiss him, and the lengths that you would go to get a kiss from him

( one that he was willing to give you, but he would make you work for it a little first. he's a tease like that )

he'd watch you with his arms crossed as you looked up at him and asked him for a kiss

and when he would say come get it, you would stand up on your tippy toes and try to kiss him

but he would just lean backwards so you couldn't reach him

then you would pout, and your brain would think about all that you could do to get that kiss that you so desperately want from him

sometimes you were silly with it, sometimes you weren't

sometimes you would grab one of the bar stools and use that to add to your height to kiss him

sometimes you would just grab him by his collar and pull him down for a kiss

sometimes you would use your charm to get him to cave and finally give you what you wanted

it really just depended on the day, something that he was always eager to find out

" gallagher, " you called out, approaching him from behind the bar, waving at him excitedly. he looked up at you, his hands busied as he cleaned the rocks glasses, the towel in his hand buffing out any fingerprints on the pristine glasses, making them look just as perfect as penacony itself. you'd come to share some good news with him about your own job, but the way his messy hair was in his face made your heart swell just a little bit, and you smiled, looking up at him through your lashes. he knew exactly what you wanted without you even asking, and all gallagher did was hum in response. " sorry, honey, i'm a lil busy right now, " his gaze flickered from the glass in his hands to you, and then back to the glass. " maybe you'll get a kiss later, yeah ? " you pouted, hoping that you wouldn't have to go through this again, but also secretly rather enjoying this little game that the two of you played. you leaned forward, your hand on his shoulder for support as you tried to kiss him, but he just leaned away from you with a small chuckle escaping his chest. " maybe later, babe. " he shrugged you off, and you just let out a loud sigh. " come on, pleasseee ? " you begged a little, before finally deciding that, fine. he can have it his way. you knew the bar would be closing soon, and that no one would be in, probably. so you just hopped on top of the bar, your hand holding onto his shirt to keep him close, your legs spread slightly so he was as close as possible. " i've got to close the bar, " gallagher tried to half-heartedly tried to reason with you, but his hands were already gripping the bar beneath you, and he was already leaning in for a kiss, his lips grazing over your lips. " you know better than this. " the glasses, you figured, could be cleaned later.

SAMPO —

haha what a loser

imagine being shorter than the great sampo koski

your height is something that he will point out every single chance he gets

ooh he's so much bigger and stronger than you, of course you needed him

it only made sense that you were dating him, he was soooo perfect for you in every way

yeah it helped his ego, and yeah he wasn't going to let it go easily

no matter how much you pouted and complained about his inflated ego and sense of self worth

he would dramatically announce that he was going to do something for you

practically declaring to the world how thankful and loving you should be that he was so benevolent to do these things for you

he's just looking for some praise and a little attention, something that you both knew well

and if you point out how much he just craves your recognition, he'd turn into a sopping wet cat

sampo did the thing for you !! you should say thank you and give him a kiss !!

that's how relationships are supposed to work and he did the thing that he was supposed to do

its only natural that he would want a reward for all of his efforts

even if he spent the last thirty minutes teasing you about your height

" you're just so short, " sampo teased, playfully ruffling your hair as the two of you walked down the streets of belobog while you glanced down at the map in your hands, looking for what you had assumed would be a wild goose chase because sampo said that if you found it, it would make the two of you rich beyond belief. of course, there was a solid chance that it was something that he stole and he was just using this as an excuse to be close to you for a little while. seriously, what are you going to do with him sometimes ? you sighed, shaking your head to shrug off his hand from your head, trying not to get frustrated with him, but he made it so hard sometimes. especially with his nonstop teasing and jokes, like he knew that he was getting on your nerves and yet he continued to do exactly what he was doing regardless. " sampo, are you required to make fun of me every single second of every day ? " " come on, now, doll, i'm not making fun of you ! i'm just pointing out a fact ! you need me, right ? you need me and you can't live without me, and you love me so much. " sampo shot you a cheeky little grin, making your face heat up just a little bit. he was right, but he didn't have to say it like that. " samp- " just as you began to speak, the map you were holding blew out of your hands with a strong gust of wind, flying high up in the air, far too high for you to catch it, even though you did try to reach for it. sampo, however, grabbed the map with ease, oh-so gently place it back into your hands. " see, my point is proven by the winds themselves ! you need me to help you when things fly out of your hands ! " sampo declared victoriously, wrapping his arm around your shoulders, pulling you closer into his side while he walked. you let out an audible sigh, but leaned into him, deciding that he had done well enough. " thank you, sampo. although, we're putting this little treasure hunt on hold, and we're going to grab a snack. i'm hungry, and i have a sneaking suspicion that we aren't going to be rich by the end of the day. "

WELT YANG —

welt does his absolute best not to point out the height difference between the two of you

he knew that sometimes height was a sensitive point so he wouldn't say anything that he thought would bring you discomfort

although, secretly, it's a point of endearment from you

especially when he has to help you out with things, like reaching the top shelf or picking you up a little bit so you could see over a crowd

it made him feel useful and helpful, a feeling that he loved

he liked that you didn't hesitate to ask him when you needed help, no matter what it was

because you were his partner, and he loved you dearly

he'd do anything that you needed him to do, happily

but his absolute favorite thing was when he does things for you without you asking

and then he gets to see your happy face beaming at him while you said thank you

and, as a reward for his kindness, maybe you'll stand up on your tippy toes

and use his shoulders to keep yourself steady as you kiss his cheek

and maybe, just maybe, he'd be able to wrap his arms around you and pull you in for more kisses

what ? he doesn't indulge in himself all too often, he deserves it sometimes, he thinks

the astral express had stopped at a world just for a little while to have a small break. after the events of the last world, you all desperately needed some time to rest and take your minds off of these things. the three trailblazer kids were all out and about, no doubt getting into some trouble no matter how many times someone told them just to enjoy their stays. himeko had left to go ' check up on the coffee shops in town ' as she put it, but you were nearly sure it was just to give you and welt some time to spend together alone, since it very rarely happened. there was almost always someone that you had to take care of within the express, and he always had something else to do, too. not that either one of you minded, since you truly did love everyone on the express. you were up early, making a cake for everyone for when they came back. you knew welt was still in the bedroom, probably just waking up. you had made the cake pretty much on your own, there was just one thing that you needed, that you couldn't find no matter how hard you were looking. you just needed to find some candles to make it look special. who cares if it wasn't a birthday ? you finally found them on the top shelf, and you were almost out of options, about to just climb up on the counters to get it. when welt's body pressed up against yours from behind, his hand on your shoulder as he reached up and grabbed the candles you were wanting. " were you looking for this ? " he asked, handing it to you. " yeah ! thank you, you're the best ever. " despite him just giving them to you, you sat the little package down, leaning against his chest, your hands holding onto his arms. " whatever would i do without you ? " " climb up on the shelf to grab the candles, " welt joked softly, leaning down to bury his face in your shoulder, gently kissing the smooth skin. you laughed softly, turning around in the man's arms to face him, your back pressed against the counter. " mm. yeah, you're right. i could've died. " you stood up on your tippy toes, your arms wrapped around his shoulder as you kissed him gently on his cheek. " thank you, welt. for looking after me. " welt hummed, his hand moving up from your waist to your cheek, tilting your head up so he could press a hungry kiss on your lips. you had a little while until anyone was back home, and you two had an idea how you could spend that time while the cake was baking in the oven.

NANOOK —

to be quite fair,, they're an aeon

everything is going to be shorter than them

you could be the tallest person of your race and you would still be an ant to them as long as they were showing themself as the aeon of destruction

for you, though, it was more often that they had a shorter, more human form

with a little less golden blood dripping down their torso, and a little more legs

unfortunately for you, you were shorter than them in this form, too

who would've guess that they'd be huge even in their human form

they don't really care honestly because they feel like mortals like you should be shorter than them anyways

like a fucked up power play kind of thing

they're a god, you're not. of course you should be shorter than them

they're a very serious being, and its very rare for them to crack any jokes

but they will sometimes use your head as an armrest while just talking normally to another

kinda like they were branding you as theirs ?

after all, who's going to mess with someone who the aeon of destruction is using as their armrest ?

they like how it annoys you, but you won't do anything about it

you'll just sit there and pout while they publicly claim you as theirs

" my liege, " phantylia the undying bowed at the presence of her aeon, a sight that almost no emanators go to see regularly. nanook was always doing something, always at the edge of a solar system ready to reign destruction upon it. to see nanook engaging in anything that wasn't ultimately tearing worlds apart with their bare hands was a rare sight indeed, especially for those who didn't travel the cosmos by their side. you would have to be unfortunate enough to come across them, as phantylia was now. when she picked her head up, she finally took notice of the small human standing next to the aeon, and she flinched for a second, as if she weren't expecting there to be anyone there. " oh- my liege, you have- " " company, yes, " they grumbled out, their large hand gesturing to you, although their words were cold as they regarded you. " do not bother to get acquainted. " phantylia nodded, immediately assuming that you were going to be killed by nanook, or they were forcing you to watch as they burned your home world. perhaps, even, forcing you to hold the lighter as they did so. she almost felt bad for you. almost. she wondered if she would be able to toy with you, too. surely nanook would indulge in one of their emanator's whims, no ? before she could voice her question, her eyes flitted towards nanook, and she noticed that they had their arm resting on your head, and your arms were crossing, looking up at them with a pout on your face. " nanook- " you whined, glaring at the taller aeon. " do i look like an armrest to you ? " " no. in fact, you look less than, " they commented dryly, their gaze turning to you, and phantylia swore she saw something akin to affection in his golden eyes. " but i suppose you offer me a little usefulness from time to time. " " all of this time travelling together and you still treat me like a little lapdog, " you shook your head, and although you were still frustrated with them, you turned to phantylia, giving her an almost warm smile. " sorry about that, they're... weird. it's nice to meet you. " the moment nanook's gaze fell upon her, and phantylia felt like she had been sliced through with a hundred blades just for talking to you, her heart retching in terror from the shear intimidation alone, she figured that it was better for her own self that she didn't answer you. when you were alone that day after phantylia left, you were in their arms, watching with mild amusement as people tried the craziest shit just to get their attention. " why do you do that every single time someone approaches us ? you're always picking fights with the people who probably have at least not horrible intentions. " what's mine is mine and i don't share, " they replied plainly, their attention focused elsewhere. " and there's no point in you introducing yourself again if they'll just be dead before you can remeet. "

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your-safe-castle · 2 days

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✰smau: Ignoring them for a day after losing the kitty card game pt. 1

✰characters: Zayne, Rafayel, Xavier

Part 2

- Zayne

- Rafayel

- Xavier

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pncessa · 2 days

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little rook — leon kennedy, drabble.

you’ve never liked chess. always thought it was too complicated—too many things to remember. theres also the fact that leon would beat you every game—and quite mercilessly at that. he knows it’s not your favourite. knows you do your best not to show it either, sweetly similar to the way he pretends he’s more interested in the game than he is hearing you laugh—feeling you hit his chest lightly when he stalks you across the board, eating your ‘children’, as you like to call them. he thinks you’re absolutely ridiculous and just sickeningly endearing.

“his name is leon,” you tease, pointing to his black knight piece. “cause you’re my dark knight.”

it’s awfully cheesy, you know that. but you also know your boyfriend is not above cheesy lines. you’re perceptive too; you think he shouldn’t assume you don’t notice the way his lips twitch upwards when you dote on him. leon raises a brow and gives you a gentle laugh, gazing tiredly at your eyes that are always just so full of light. and when you say that god awful line? hell, he almost swears he’s seen that giddy smile in a mirror before—insists he’s heard that tone of voice ringing in his ears so many times over. being around you was like paying tribute to the man he once was. pure. untainted. optimistic. like putting on that blue uniform for the very first time all over again.

“oh yeah?” he gives you an amused sigh, pausing for a moment to examine the board before he points to a piece.

the white rook.

“this one’s you.” leon smirks, eyes still fixed on you as if to gauge out your reaction. you tilt your head in confusion, a slight frown forming on your features.

“the rook? that’s boring.” you pout “the knights better.” leon smiles at your pout before leaning forwards and knocking over the little white rook with his knight, pocketing the fallen piece in one swift motion. “i prefer the rookie.”

it takes you a second to digest what happened—but once you do you scoff through a laugh, struggling to contain the warm swell in your chest. “so cheesy.”

#leon kennedy x you #leon kennedy #re4 leon #resident evil #resident evil 4 remake #leon kennedy x reader #x reader #fluff #headcanons #imagines #drabble #re #re6

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2800 · 2 days

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Nanami Kento as your boyfriend (bcs I hate gege so much ahhaahha) -> slight NSFW

credits: pinterest!

#jjk #nanami kento #jjk nanami #jujutsu nanami #nanami x reader #kento nanami #nanami imagines #nanami x you #nanami fluff #jjk imagines #jujutsu kaisen nanami #imagines #nanami as your boyfriend #kento x reader #kento x y/n #nanami smut

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sp25 · 2 days

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Rodeo

pairing: simon 'ghost' riley x f!reader

summary: a little ‘fun time’ on the porch with your cowboy

warnings: 18+ this is sexually explicit, do not read this or interact with my blog if you're a minor. do not copy or use ai on my shit, i'll find out. consists of kissing, exhibition, fingering, sex (m&f), name calling, slight breeding kink, cumming inside, cursing. I am not responsible for your media consumption.

a/n: yes I know long time no see. I imagined Ghost as a cowboy so yeah. I was busy with my exams. Excessive amount of free time now so get ready yall. Also cowgirl position referenced. So enjoy.

You had been married to Ghost for about 2 years now. Ghost, is working on the farm while you sit on the porch watching. You’re looking through a magazine and drinking a glass of lemonade. You were wearing a sundress to match the vibe.

He walks over to you then crouches down and kisses your cheek. He’s dripping sweat and covered in dirt yet he’s still gorgeous. “What are you reading, hon’?”, he says to teasingly.

You smile softly, “just the usuals my love.” He rolls his eyes jokingly before holding onto the magazine.

“Babe!” You squeal but continue giggling. “No one should come between me and my girl”, he says softly as he puts the magazine aside. He pulls your chin to bring you closer before kissing you softly.

You could taste the sweet and tanginess of the lemonade, he was drinking not even a few minutes ago. He brakes the kiss smiling as he keeps touching your slight swollen lips.

“My love?” You whisper timidly. “Hmm?” He asks softly. He leans down and nuzzles his face in the crook of your neck, kissing your pulse point.

“I feel so needy for you..”, you whisper embarrassed by what you are saying.

“Is that true?”, he asks, smirking down as he looks at you. “How about I check?” He teases you.

You blush without even realising as he slowly picks you up before he himself sits down on the chair.

He places you on his lap, facing him and you immediately feel something poking your thigh, making you blush.

He laughs softly seeing your expression. “Let me check my love..”, he whisper teasingly in your ear before kissing your neck few times, proceeding to leave few hickeys on it.

When he is fully satisfied, you feel is thumb running up and down against your already damp panties making you whimper softly. "so wet for me love…", he softly pushed aside your panties so he could have access to your needy cunt.

Hearing your softly whimpers, he pushes his thumb in your tight soaking pussy making you arch your back.

“hush love, you are so sensitive and needy already, I just put my thumb and you already soaking wet..” He teases softly in your ear.

He starts rubbing your clit as you feel two of fingers teasing your entrance. His fingers slowly slide deep in you, curving right at your gspot. He kissed your neck and then gently nibbled your earlobe.

His other hand pulls and grabs your hips tightly, ensuring he continues torturing your little tight pussy. You knew that how tightly he held you hips, ut would surely bruise.

He continued to kiss your neck gently, nibbling softly with his lips, and then your chin. A soft moan left your lips, and he smirked.

You feel his thick long fingers so deep in you as his thumb rubs vigorously on your clit. You are holding onto him so tightly. “Ghost..” you moan in his ear which only makes him do his torture more.

The entire situation was a turn on for you. You guys were after all sitting on the front porch, if anyone visited you right now, anyone could see what the both of you were doing. But Ghost didn’t seem to care.

He lifted up your top to start sucking on your tits, leaving hickeys. You could feel yourself closing to cumming. But just as you were about to cum, Ghost stops making you whine so loudly.

“is someone desperate?”, Ghost teases you with a smirk on his face. He puts the wet fingers in your mouth making you suck on them.

“please please..” you beg. “please what my love?” He says softly. But you are unable to respond, just responding with you needy whines and moans.

“love how many times do i need to teach you? You will only cum on my cock.” He says, softly tapping your cheek.

He pulls out his precum dripping hard cock out, which only makes you more cock desperate.

He slowly shoves his thick cock deep in your tight pussy. Even after so many years, his girth was too much for you. You could feel him going in until his tip touched your womb entrance and he was balls deep.

He places both of his hands on your hips before commanding you, “ride this dick now”.

You start moving your hips so desperate. Each time you could feel his tip hitting again and again on your womb while rubbing against your gspot.

He moaned softly and whimpered in his ear. As soon as you started to slow down, he started aggressively slamming into your tight pussy ensuring he went fully in each time.

“fuck babe..” he whispered in your ear before kissing you so deeply and passionately. He kept pulling you down in his cock until he was all in while he kept muttering curse words cause how tight and wet your pussy was for him.

"so fucking tight for me.." He groaned into your ears as his thrusts seemed to get more aggressive and faster.

You were going dumb cause how good it felt. His cock was hitting the right spots each time. He spanked your ass couple of time before he started playing with your clit too now.

You were a mess. Your mind was clouded with thoughts about him only.

Before you knew it, you both had reached your high, you felt his slams into your hips become harder, you knew he was about to cum and so were you.

"gonna let me cum in your wet cunt love? Get all full and pregnant? Yeah love?" you nodded your head unable to form words.

"cum for me love, cum." You immediately felt yourself cum as your eyes rolled back in pleasure.

You could felt the hot thick spurts of his cum fill your womb. He kept thrusting in you softly as you both rode out your high.

You placed your head on his chest, exhausted. He softly kissed your head few times as he muttered praises in your ear, making you smile.

You suddenly felt him lift you up with his dick still inside you, making you confused. You had expected him to pull out.

He looked at your confused face before softly muttering in your ear, “gosh my love you are naive, why don’t we try in our house now?”

He carried you inside and all you could do was smile and just get excited for more.

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makuzume · 3 days

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If you accept jjk smau request could I please ask for any toge and nobara texts (and idk if you do shoko but if yes then her too pls I love her) please and thank you 🛐

Texting JJK Characters During the Shibuya Incident SMAU

🔅characters: Toge, Nobara, Shoko, Yuta

🔅content: implied relationship, cursing, open ending

🔅a/n: Dear anon, I apologize if you were hoping for some happy cute material, something took over me when the request said "any"😞 (Also, Toge has a part 2 bc his is special ;))

[JJK Masterlist] [Toji] [Toge Part 2] << soon

🔅Toge Inumaki🔅

🔅Nobara Kugisaki🔅

🔅Shoko Ieiri🔅

🔅Yuta Okkotsu🔅

Shoko is so hot for thinking about her calls getting through to reader😮‍💨; You can decide what happens to you or to them ;')

TOGE PART 2 IS ANGST AND IT'S IN THE WORKS🗣️‼️

Check out my other works! [Overall Masterlist]

Tags list: @megumisdivinedogs @zhenyuuu

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pebblesinabox · 2 days

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⋆☀︎ Imagine having a villainous/heroic f/o, but they're like your housewife/husband, like I'm talking Way of the Husband level stuff. Like yeah, they rule a country and save thousands of lives a day, but they also make you really good pancakes. Sure they're considered the most wanted person in a nation and committed crimes beyond human comprehension, but they also did the laundry for you.

(Proshippers DNI)

#self ship #self shipping #romantic f/o #f/o imagines #self ship imagine #comfort imagine #selfship imagines #imagines #f/o imagine

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epiclamer · 23 hours

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Dun dun duuuuunnnnnn

Whatever it was that the villain had expected to see when they opened the door, this was not it.

Their hero, their nemesis, their enemy; any name, any title could’ve been used here, but it did not by any means describe their Hero. This was not Hero. This was somebody else entirely.

If the term somebody could even be appropriate in this case.

In front of the villain, stood the city’s one and only saviour, covered from head to toe in blood, scars, and scrapes. Someone who used to be, still was? Never was? Had been? Villain didn’t know, but it was unmistakeably this capital’s number one appointed protector.

They gagged—almost retched—towards the floor beneath them. Their senses were completely overloaded, their brain was being flooded by different overwhelming sensations each second: the red of the blood, the smell of the flesh, the taste of the iron.

Villain’s body seemed to freeze at the sight, allowing ample time for their eyes to suck it all in and their stomach to perform aerobatics. “H-Hero—” The words were thick, partially muted by another dry heave.

“Villain.”

They hated the way they spoke with no emotion.

“W-What…” They couldn’t hold back their horror any longer. “What did you do?”

The city’s saviour barely blinked. They turned their head back towards the bloodshed behind them, regarding it with blank eyes. “This? You mean?” They gestured with their hands and specks of blood flew from their fingertips.

Villain couldn’t tell whose blood was whose, some came from the bodies littering the floor, some came from the libertine themselves, it all mixed together; flotsam and jetsam. The criminal could barely stand the sight while holding their lunch.

“This is what I am, Villain. This is what the Agency trained me to be.”

The villain gagged, eyes watering, they cupped a hand to their face. “No…”

“Yes, Villain.”

“Stop.” Their head was reeling, their knees felt weak. When the other stepped forward, the villain stepped back.

“You know it’s true.” They spoke, but it didn’t sound like Hero. “You choose to push the truth away, but we both know what I really am.”

Villain gasped, lungs sucking in fresh, clean, un-bloodied air now that they had stepped out of the room. They needed to clear their head, this wasn’t the hero they knew so well.

“T-The Agency—”

“They trained me. They made me their weapon.”

“N-No—”

“Villain you know it’s true.” They snapped, startling the criminal; they had never known their hero to bite.

To calm their racing heart the villain had to back up again, they had to get away from Hero all that blood. Every step they took jolted their body in a way that shook their core, the other followed after them, tracking bloody footprints across the hotel carpet.

God, they were really going to be sick.

Villain took a deep breath, focusing on the steady in and out of their air. “T-The Agency used you— Hero you’re n-not a weapon.”

The other backed them up and into a wall—cornering them with their frame. “When will you learn, Villain. This is what I am, this is how I was programmed. You can’t fix me.” They punctuated their final statement with a jab to the criminal’s chest, earning themselves a violent flinch from the contact.

The words burnt into the villain’s brain as the other strode off, showing the slightest hint of anger in their step, but aside from that? Nothing. They remained soulless as ever.

That, however, would not be enough to deter the villain. They would simply need a different approach.

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pennylanefics · 2 days

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Juice Box - Seth Jarvis

a/n: i'm not entirely happy with this, but it's something 😅 i also based this off something my family does because i was thinking about it with my grandpa and everything :)

summary: at a family picnic, seth helps a young cousin of yours after she is injured on the playground

word count: ~1.6k

Laughter and conversations filled the park gazebos, sounds of children screaming and adults playing games and catching up. Every year, your family has a picnic, where extended family members on your mother’s side get together at a local park, your uncles grill hot dogs and hamburgers, people bring cornhole and soccer balls or footballs to play with.

It was still quite early in the summer, so it wasn’t too chilly, but also not scalding hot to the point where it was unbearable to be outside. Thankfully today, it was also partly cloudy, so the sun gets shielded by the clouds here and there, cooling the air for a few moments.

You had invited Seth, who was beyond excited to get to meet even more of your family, most of which would be for the first time, since you don’t see them often and they’re not really around much.

“You have the pasta salad and brownies?” You ask Seth as you step out of your car. The food was in the trunk, to prevent it from rolling around the back seat. You grabbed the two folding lawn chairs from the back seat while Seth grabbed the food and cooler.

“Yeah, got everything,” he says, coming around to smile at you as he held it all. “Ready.”

You led him over to the gazebo that was rented out for just your family, the smell of barbeque already filling the air.

As you walk up and start greeting everyone, Seth stands around awkwardly, not knowing where to put the food. Your cousin comes up and takes the dessert from him, as well as telling him where to put the bowl of pasta salad, along with all the other sides, like buffalo chicken dip and a bunch of different chips.

You walk back over to Seth after getting the chairs all set up and hug him, your arms around his torso, curling your head into his shoulder.

“I would introduce you to people, but I’m gonna be honest, I’m not sure I remember all of their names,” you mention, looking around at everyone. Seth laughs and rubs your back softly.

“When you don’t see people often, it does get hard to remember names. That’s how it is with my mom’s side of the family. We don’t get together as much as my dad’s side, so I couldn’t tell you half of the people I see during family events,” he explains, his eyes scanning over the group of people, all chatting and smiling with one another, noticing a few familiar faces of those that he has met.

“I can tell faces, like I remember them, but there’s so many names and titles, you know?” Seth presses a few kisses to your temple as your aunt comes over to say hi to the two of you.

As time goes by and Seth grows a bit more comfortable with so many new faces around him, some of them even recognizing him and becoming a little starstruck, things start to ease up for the both of you.

You get dragged over by your cousins to talk to a few people, cousins of all of your moms to be specific, and you can’t help but keep an eye on Seth, just in case.

“How long have you been together?” One of your mom’s cousins, Angela, asks you, nudging your arm and pointing in the direction of your boyfriend.

“Almost a year,” you smile, seeing his gaze trail over to you, your eyes meeting for a moment before he goes back to talking with your uncle. “He’s so wonderful, I can’t believe it’s almost been that long.”

“Oh wow. Do you have anything planned for your anniversary?” She continues, slightly prying but you knew she meant well and was genuinely interested.

“I’m not sure yet. We talked about going on like a week trip to the mountains in Colorado, but he has to make sure he doesn’t have any meetings. But he told me even if he does, he’ll skip it just to spend time with me.”

“Aw, that is so sweet! I can tell he really loves you. The way he looks at you is how my daughter’s husband looks at her. It’s very special, make sure to not let him go,” she winks playfully. Giggling softly, you nod and look back over, finding him laugh loudly, the familiar sound filling your ears even from so far away.

“I don’t plan on it,” you say, mainly to yourself. Insecurity rises in you but you try to push it down, the uncertainty of the future getting to your head.

You sigh loudly as she turns back to conversation with the others, Seth catching your eyes once more, and instantly, he can tell something is on your mind. He says something to your uncle and makes a bee-line right towards you.

“Hey, everything alright?” He wonders, his hands settling on your waist.

“Yeah, ‘m fine,” you murmur, reaching up to move a strand of his hair away from his eyes. He blushes and a small grin displays on his face.

“You’re overthinking,” he whispers, pulling you to the side, where there wasn’t anyone around you.

“A little, but it’s nothing.” He nods, but still doesn’t let up.

“Can we talk about it when we get home?” He wonders. Seth knows you so well, he knows that whatever is on your mind, you need to speak about it otherwise it’ll gnaw at the inside of your brain and send you into a spiral.

You nod at his question and give him a sweet kiss. Just then, your uncle announces that the hot dogs and burgers are done, and everyone is more than welcome to start eating.

Seth helps you get your plate, holding it for you as you place a bun on it, finding the perfect, charred hot dog out of the bunch. You move on to getting some sides and then find your seat, Seth following not too far behind.

The rest of the afternoon goes smooth, everyone continues to catch up and share stories, talking about their lives since the last time everyone saw each other. Your younger cousins even dragged Seth to the playground for a little bit, claiming they wanted him to play with them on the equipment that was far too small for someone his age.

You are caught up in talking to your cousin and uncle when a sudden crying fills the air. Everyone looks around and their eyes land on Seth, who comes walking up the grassy incline, with your five-year-old cousin wailing beside him. Seth holds his hand up for people to stay put, not wanting to overwhelm the young girl.

“Here, why don’t you sit in my chair, alright? You want something to drink? Do you have water? You want a juice box?” He asks her, kneeling down so that he’s at the same level as her. She wipes her tears and nods at his question.

Seth looks up at you, slightly standing over him to make sure everything was okay. You nod, understanding his silent request, and find a cooler with some Capri Suns, grabbing a random flavor and handing it to Seth.

He carefully opens the straw and punctures it into the opening, handing it to her.

“Now, let’s assess this scrape, yeah?” He holds her shoe in his hand to get a look at the scrape that was fresh on her knee. He looks back up at you and stands up.

“You have a first aid kit in your car, right?” He asks.

“Yeah. You want me to go get it?”

“Please. It’s just a simple scrape, but it scared her.” You nod and rush off to your parked car to retrieve the small red box. The second you return, Seth opens it up and grabs an alcohol wipe and a band aid.

“Okay, this might hurt, why don’t you hold (Y/N)’s hand, okay?” Seth looks at the child with kind eyes, getting ready to wipe the scrape, knowing it’ll most likely burn, but he needed to clean it before. She nods and looks up at you. You hold your hand out for her to take and she does.

Seth gently presses the wipe against the scrape, your cousin whining and crying even more at the feeling.

“I know, Ophelia, but I have to clean it, alright? And…just like that, done!” He throws his hands up in the air. “The worst part is over, yeah? You did it! High five!” He raises one hand closer to her, and finally, she giggles at his playful tone, giving his hand a small smack.

“Now I just have to put the band aid on. And this is super easy!” He opens it up, handing you the trash, and when he’s done, he pulls a surprised expression on his face. “Just like that! You are all set and ready to go back and play!”

She giggles again and gives him a hug before running over to her mom, now in a much more calm mood than from when Seth brought her up, showing her mom the band aid and telling her what happened.

Seth throws the trash away in a nearby trash can and smiles sheepishly at you upon finding you staring him down.

“What?” He wonders, kissing your cheek.

“Nothing. I just think you’re so sweet,” you say, giving him a kiss on the cheek this time, his soft skin turning a pale pink.

“She’s a sweet kid. I tried to catch her before she tripped, but she was too far away. Her shoe got caught on a rock and she just went down.”

“She looks happy now,” you say, looking over at her jumping up and down. “You didn’t have to do that, you know?” Seth gives you a confused look.

“I didn’t have to, but I knew how to handle it,” he shrugs. “I don’t mind doing things like that. Gives her mom a break for a bit too.”

“I love you,” you whisper, curling into his side. He chuckles and throws his arms around you.

“And I love you.”

#seth jarvis #seth jarvis imagines #seth jarvis x reader #seth jarvis imagine #seth jarvis fanfic #carolina hurricanes #carolina hurricanes fanfic #hockey fanfic #nhl fanfic #nhl imagines #imagines #fanfiction #fanfic

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oneshotnewbie · 3 days

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SVU team x Reader:

The whole team and their kids are meeting up for a nice picnic at the park. Noah and Jesse ask if Reader and Carisi can come play football with them. While watching you play with the kids, Olivia is losing herself in watching you. Amanda notices.

𝐴𝑢𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑟𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑒: 𝐵𝑎𝑠𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦, 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑠 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑝𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑓𝑙𝑢𝑓𝑓. 𝑆𝑜 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑛𝑜𝑟𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑚𝑒. 𝐼 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝐼 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑠𝑡 𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑠𝑜 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑓𝑙𝑢𝑓𝑓𝑦 𝑠𝑡𝑢𝑓𝑓 ℎ𝑎𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔, ℎ𝑎ℎ𝑎. 𝑂𝑛 𝑀𝑜𝑛𝑑𝑎𝑦 𝐼'𝑙𝑙 𝑡𝑟𝑦 𝑡𝑜 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑦𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑠𝑡.

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The warm spring wind on this Saturday gently caressed the green meadows of Central Park, while the sun slowly emerged from behind the clouds and scattered its rays over the many playing children and their parents. A pleasant breeze blew through the branches, the sounds of nature. In the middle of this hustle and bustle was the team from the Special Victims Unit, who wanted to gather outside for a well-deserved afternoon.

Olivia Benson, SVU's veteran captain, entered the park with her 9-year-old son, Noah. The bright sun reflected in the little boy's eyes as he excitedly led his mother to the playground. Olivia smiled, her mind briefly lingering on work, but today was a day of rest and togetherness.

Amanda Rollins entered the park a few minutes later with her two daughters, Jesse and Billie, chatting happily and moving from one exciting story to the next. Dominick Carisi was also there and they both watched their girls lovingly, a warm smile on their faces before Noah called the two girls with a loud scream of their names and they immediately rushed over to join him. Carisi smiled proudly and felt blessed to share this moment of joy with his family.

Finn Tutuola, the group's sergeant, also entered the park, alone but with a big grin on his face. He knew he would already enjoy the company and the vibrancy of his team and the park, even though he didn't have any children of his own. His colleagues and their families had become like his own family, and that was more than enough for him.

And then there was you, an important part of the team, arriving with a warm smile and a picnic basket in hand. Although you didn't have children of your own in your young years, you always had a special connection with your colleagues' children and enjoyed spending time with them.

Together you all found a shady spot at a picnic table under a large tree and laid out lunch while the children ran around and laughed. The world seemed to stand still for a moment as the SVU team and their children enjoyed the beauty of life together in the park.

You all sat together at the table, chatting comfortably while relaxing leisurely. The mood was light and relaxed as the children ran across the lawn cheering each other. Noah and Jesse had just discovered the soccer ball in the bag Olivia had brought, and they enthusiastically asked Carisi and you to play soccer with them. "Y/n, can you play soccer with us? Please, please!" Noah asked and you couldn't resist his bright and big eyes, so you agreed to join the game with a smile. "Sure, Noah. I'm in."

"And you, Uncle Carisi? Do you play on our team?" Jesse also asked, taking his hand without hesitation and looking at him with her googly eyes. "Of course Jesse."

The kids cheered as you and Carisi joined the soccer group. You should play on Noah's team and Carisi on the girls' team. You both stood up, your eyes meeting briefly before joining the excited children. You took a quick look at the ADA and saw a smile on his lips. It was a moment of quiet exchange of togetherness.

You felt the familiar texture of the soccer ball beneath your feet as you juggled the ball, passing it to Noah with precision and skill. Carisi appeared less adept, passing the ball to the children more often than he had it under the soles of his shoes himself.

Noah in particular was impressed by your ability to keep up with them. He watched in fascination as you skillfully outsmarted Carisi, mastered the ball perfectly and effortlessly fought your way through the walls that Carisi seemed to build with his body. "Wow, y/n! You play really good!" The little boy remarked, pausing for a moment to take a sip of water. "Thanks, Noah. I used to play a lot, I was even on a team."

"Really cool!" the laughter of the children filled the air as they challenged each other and continued to run with you across the lawn, accompanied by the deft movements of their adult teammates.

Carisi was surprised by your skills on the ball. He didn't expect you to be so good. His respect for you grew as he watched you jump over his straddle with ease and grace, overwhelming him to the point where he wanted to give up. A warm feeling of admiration spread through him as he watched you having fun with the children and sharing their joy.

“Respect y/n, I didn’t expect that.” spoke the young ADA, giving you a high five. You smiled gratefully as you passed the ball back to Jesse, who happily passed it to her sister.

Meanwhile, Olivia continued to sit at the table and watched you play with the children. She admired the ease with which you blended into the world, the bright smile on your face as you laughed and joked with the children. It was a sight that warmed her heart and she couldn't help but get lost in your movements.

Amanda noticed her best friend's pensive look and stepped next to her, holding her third and youngest daughter in her arms. "Earth to Liv?" She asked, waving her hand in front of the brunette's face. She looked up in shock, her smile disappearing. "Sorry Amanda, what did you say?"

"You should stop staring at her like that. You're already drooling like a dog who can't wait to get it´s bone," the blonde giggled before sitting across from her best friend and placing her hand on the brunette's. "You're so in love, how can you hide it any longer?"

Olivia raised her eyebrows in surprise and now completely looked away from you and over to Amanda, who had an amused smile on her lips. "What? In love? I don't know what you're talking about, Amanda. I'm just being professional and watching the football game"

Amanda rolled her eyes and grinned mischievously as she gave the baby a bottle as she began to whine. "Sure, Liv. Just like I 'professionally' get ice cream out of the fridge at night as soon as the kids are asleep so I don't have to share. Come on, feel free to admit that you like y/n."

The unit captain laughed softly and shook his head to make her thoughts disappear. "Well, maybe a little." She spoke admittedly, pulling her hand away to brush her hair out of her face. "A little? Ha! I knew it! So when are you finally going to take her out?"

Olivia leaned back and let her gaze wander back to you, who was currently carrying Noah on your shoulders while you happily ran with him to the playground to hang him on the climbing frame. As you did, you heard Noah's loud laughter as you swayed him back and forth like a plane.

"Maybe I should think of something. But at the moment I'm just happy that she fits in so well with the team." She spoke and Amanda winked at her as she stood up to go to Jesse and Billie who called her. She walked around the table again and playfully pressed her elbow against her shoulder.

"Sure, sure. But don't forget that sometimes life is too short, especially in this job, to not enjoy it. So go ahead, do something! Maybe you could invite her to a romantic dinner."

Olivia laughed and nodded her head, imagining how she should ask you and where she should take you if you agreed to her. She looked over at you and Noah again, then decided to join you and spend time with you. She was nervous but also excited about the possibility of asking you out and having a lot of fun in the process if she found the courage to ask you.

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cutielando · 2 days

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conflict of interest ~ lando norris

request: i recently saw a lando fanfic where the reader was a famous football player’s daughter and she was besties with maguis ex bf (joao another football player) but the story line was that she’d gone to a gp lando grew an interest in her but she rejected/dissed him because of the rumors of him and magui and i was wondering is you could do something like that!

warnings: a little hate towards magui (i have nothing against her and her relationship with lando in any way !!!! but it was necessary for the story to be spicier), jerk!joao (for like a split second)

a/n: part 2?👀👀👀

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You didn’t know what you were expecting when you got invited to attend a Formula 1 race weekend.

You knew nothing about the sport or how it worked, the only thing discussed in your household being football and your father’s career. Day in and day out, the only thing that surrounded you was football.

Even though your father had always said that he didn’t want to pressure you into liking or practicing football, he secretly wanted you to follow in his footsteps.

Imagine his internal disappointment he felt when you told him you wanted to become a model. He, of course, supported you and helped you in every way that he could have ever thought of, instead shifting his entire focus regarding football on your best friend, João.

You and João have known each other ever since you were little children, growing up in the same neighborhood and given that he had always looked up to your father and his career. Growing up, whenever you would hang out with João at your house, him and your father never missed out on the opportunity for some early-on training and strategy talks.

That didn’t stop even when João actually became a football player. Your father and him sometimes talked more than you guys did, if you were being honest.

But you understood the shared passion that made their connection so deep.

Even with your modeling, you were keen on following your best friend’s games, always finding time and watching it wherever you were around the world. But that was not the only sport that you followed.

Formula 1 had become your guilty pleasure ever since you did a photoshoot with Charles Leclerc for a jewelry brand in Monaco. You became very good friends with him and his girlfriend, Alexandra, whom you talked to regularly.

To nobody’s surprise, a couple of weeks after the photoshoot was published, you received a formal invitation from Ferrari to the race weekend at Silverstone. The most exciting thing in your life, by far, was getting the opportunity to experience the true feeling of the race weekend from the garages.

Figuring you shouldn’t go alone, you took João with you.

“Why do you want me to come, again?” he asked while on the place, not particularly excited to attend an event in which he didn’t really have interest in or knowledge of.

“Because you love me and I didn’t want to go to the UK by myself” you had replied, which was enough for the footballer.

After you had checked into the hotel and made your way to the track for the qualifying session of the weekend, you were amazed by the multitude of people screaming all around the paddock and reporters taking dozens of pictures of you and João.

An interviewer motioned you over for a quick interview, prompting you to halt your walk towards the garage.

“Y/N, such a nice surprise seeing you here. Not really the kind of sport we’re used to seeing you attend, is it?” the woman asked, making you smile and laugh

“I suppose not, haha. I’ve been a huge F1 fan for a while now but my schedule has made it impossible for me to attend an actual race up until now” you explained, making the woman nod.

“And who are you the guest of today?” she continued.

“Ferrari. I did a photoshoot with Charles in Monaco a couple of weeks back and we because friends, so I’m guessing he talked the Ferrari team into inviting little old me to Silverstone”

“We saw you came with João Felix, is he your partner? What can you tell us?”

You laughed, hearing João snort from behind you.

“No, far from it. We’re best friends, we’ve known each other since we were little kids, but there is nothing else going on between us”

You answered a couple more questions before deciding it was getting late and you would miss qualifying if you spent anymore time with the woman.

João and you made small talk as you walked towards the garage, seeing Charles talking to a guy in papaya.

“Hi Charles” you greeted him once you were within earshot, the Monégasque immediately hugging you and João.

“Y/N, João, I’m so glad you could make it. This is Lando, he drives for McLaren. Lando, this is Y/N, a model and very good friend and João Felix” Charles introduced you, making you smile at the curly haired man.

Making eye contact with Lando had been one of the most intense feeling you had experienced in a long time. The intensity of his gaze and the way his eyes moved over your body had your senses tingling.

“It’s very nice to meet you” he said, taking your hand and pressing a kiss to the back of it.

You almost blushed, but a scoff from your right made you snap out of your happy bubble. João was glaring daggers into Lando’s head, which made you furrow your eyebrows as you looked at him.

He shook his head and mouthed later, making you nod.

“Well, we have to get in the cars, but I hope you have a great time” Charles said, saluting you two before departing with Lando, who smiled and winked at you as he walked back to his garage.

“No” João demanded once he saw the way your eyes were following Lando as he disappeared into his garage, giving you one last look before he was out of sight.

“I didn’t do anything” you defended yourself, scoffing once you saw the distaste with which João was looking at you. “What the hell is your problem? You don’t even know the guy and you’re acting like he killed someone”

He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“I don’t have to know what he’s like to know that he’s an idiot. Do you not read the news?” he asked, at which you shook your head.

You didn’t really have the time nor the desire to read tabloids, knowing what kind of articles they tend to write.

“You know I don’t believe in anything the media writes” you explained, rolling your eyes.

“Well, I believe what videos say. And he’s been seen with Magui” your eyes widened at the mention of his ex-girlfriend.

The mere thought of Magui being in a relationship with anyone made you sick to your stomach, especially after what happened with João.

“Oh” was all you could say, and the conversation ended there.

You couldn’t lie and say that the new information didn’t disappoint you. Wanting to see it with your own eyes, you decided to look it up on the internet and, fair enough, there were videos and pictures of Lando and Magui driving around Monaco.

While driving around didn’t really mean anything, you felt it like a punch to your gut. Every single time you would become slightly interested in someone, something had to come in between.

Shaking the thoughts from your head and deciding you would not speak to Lando for the remainder of the weekend, you enjoyed qualifying to the most, the feeling of watching firsthand what was happening was unlike any football game you had ever attended.

It was something special.

After you had arrived back at the hotel and were left alone once João decided to hit the city, you decided on having a quiet night in with some room service and a movie. Settling into the comfy bed, you had barely put on the movie when you heard your phone go off.

Looking at the notification, your heart starts racing when you see it was a text from Lando.

lando

hi there

is this y/n?

y/n

yes?

how did you get my number?

lando

charles gave it to me😅

y/n

hahhaa lol

did you need something?

lando

yes, actually

i think we both felt something earlier today

when we were introduced

and i was wondering if you wanted to go out?

y/n

ummm

hahaha

i don't think that's a good idea

lando

why not?

did i misread the situation completely?

i tend to do that sometimes

y/n

you didn't misread anything

i felt something as well

but i don't think your girlfriend would agree to you asking me out

or even talking to me right now

lando

girlfriend?

i don't know who you're talking about, i'm not dating anyone

y/n

lando

let's not pretend people don't follow the news

you've found magui, and i wish you both happiness if you're together, but given what happened with her and joao, who's my best friend, i don't even think we should be speaking right now

lando

woah, woah, woah

slow your horses

i don't know what news you've been reading

but i'm not dating magui

she's simply a friend, we have the same friend group but that's it

i know about the situation with joao and i would never associate myself with someone like that

does joao think i'm with her?

y/n

yeah

he's the one who told me to be careful

cause he saw the photos and video and shit

lando

i can assure you

i'm not dating her and i don't have the intention to date her

y/n

i don't know

lando

please, just think about it for some time

you don't have to give me an answer right now

y/n

okay

i'll think about it and let you know

lando

thank you, thank you, thank you

Throwing your phone on the bed as far away as possible, you let your mind wonder. Was Lando telling the truth? Was he really not dating Magui?

João had seemed so sure that they were together, so sure that she had just moved on to the next celeb and sure that Lando had just fallen for it. That’s why he had been so hostile towards him and so against you even talking to him.

But you couldn’t deny the butterflies that you felt when you talked to him just now, how excited the mere thought of being with made you. You couldn’t ignore it, and frankly, you didn’t want to ignore the feeling.

You hadn’t realized how long you had been stuck in your own thoughts, not until you heard the hotel room door open and João stepped into the room.

“What were you thinking about? You were lost in thought” he said, shrugging off his jacket and falling backwards on the bed beside you.

“You’re gonna hate me if I tell you” you said, playing with your fingers.

He raised his head at that, furrowing his eyebrows.

“Hate you? I could never hate you, no matter what you would do”

You sighed, knowing he was right. There was no way he would ever hate you, he physically couldn’t think badly of you.

But this would test that idea pretty well.

“I talked to Lando tonight” you said, not even looking at him but knowing how he was glaring at you.

“I told you to stay away from him and her” the venom dripping from his tone at the thought of Lando and Magui didn’t go unnoticed.

“Look, I know what she did to you was unforgivable, and I hate her for how much she hurt you. You know that. But I talked to Lando, and they’re not dating. She’s just a friend he has in common with the people close to him, he would never date her because of what she did to you” you explained, trying to diffuse the situation.

João sighed, shaking his head. He turned to look at you, seeing the look on your face; a look he knew all too well.

He knew he had no right telling you who you should or shouldn’t talk to. He didn’t like it when you did it to him, he had no right doing it to you. But he had just been so angry at Magui for what he had done to him, time and time again after he had forgiven her, and he lost it when he saw the man in front of him.

However, looking at you in that moment, he knew you needed this. And he didn’t want to be the one depriving you of that.

“Okay” was the only thing he said, making your head shoot up and your eyes widen.

“Okay? What does that mean, okay?” you asked cautiously.

“If you want to go out with him, you can go out with him. I have nothing against it” he said, which prompted you to squeal and jump on him to hug him, chanting thank yous in his ear. “But, if he does anything to hurt you, I’m not afraid to fight him” it made you laugh.

Without wasting a single moment, you picked up your phone again and sent Lando a message, smiling giddily.

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꒰ :🥀 [ Trainee days ] ”♡ᵎ꒱ˀˀ ↷ ⋯

Summary : Technically you and San were as close as friends can be, but he started to withdraw from you. Which not only you noticed, but also a few others. The question in your mind was : Why?

Pairing : Trainee! San x Trainee! Fem! Reader

Word count : 1.8K Words

Genre : Fluff

Warnings ➵ None?

a/n : While writing I got the idea of maybe also doing a Idol x Trainee! Reader, might do one too!

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The fan in the practice room was humming loudly, but the music coming from the speakers toning it out. Your breathing was hard as you try to follow the steps shown by the instructor. The room was full of other trainess, the air was stuffy and hot. The peak of summer was finally reached, yet everyone in this room with a dream had to push through, push to their limits.

"We'll take a ten minute break, drink something." Rushing over to your bag, you quickly grab your water bottle, the slightly warm water running down your throat, a single drop running down your chin. Despite the water already turning slightly warm, it refreshed you, so you closed the cap and put it back into your bag before turning around. Your eyes scan over the room, stopping on a group of for three guys. Smiling softly as you make your way over to them, Wooyoung being the first to notice you, waving to you happily. San and Mingi turning soon to greet you too.

"We were just discussing to go grab something to eat tonight, do you have another practice afterwards? Want to come along?" Wooyoung was the one to adress you, thinking for a second before telling you'd be free after the dance lessons, agreeing to join them.

You were rather close to them, along with the other ones of their group. They were already selected to become a group, which made you happy and proud of them, but also a bit self concious, were you still training without being planned for a group, making you ponder if you would ever debut at all. Yet you of course supported them as best as you could, there weren't a lot of people in your company, so it was a rather close realation between the trainees from the start. Closest you were probably with Wooyoung and San, though recently you noticed you relationship with San shift. While you two were usually super close with skinship, cuddling and hugging when hanging out, you recently noticed how San stiffened up when you hugged him or how he even avoided your touch more often now, opting for cuddling with one of the boys than you. It hurt you, but you could not blame him, you were only friends after all, so this made you grow closer with Wooyoung and Mingi too.

The teacher announced the beginning again, having everyone get into position for anouther good two hours of dance practice. It was hard but you pushed through, breaking down onto the floor when it finally ended. Rubbing your legs softly, they were burning and hurting all over, your whole body was in pain. Happy that you only had singing and rap lessons the next two days, before dancing again.

"I'm so exhausted~" Wooyoung cried from behind you, when he sat down behind you on his knees, draping his arms around your shoulders and leaning his weight onto you. "Wooyoung you're to heavy!" Groaning now as you try to push your friend off of your shoulders to no avail, simply letting yourself fall to the side pulling Wooyoung with you. A sigh leaving your lips upon making contact with the cold floor, Wooyoung also relaxing upon feeling the coolness of the floor, his arms still around your shoulders.

"Are you guys finished? Our table is reserved for in half an hour." Seonghwas head popping into the room through the door, looking at you four, smiling when he sees you and Wooyoung cuddling on the floor. Getting up now, helping Wooyoung up before grabbing your bag and making your way to Seonghwa. "You're coming with us?" Nodding, he softly pats your head, making his way down the corridor to the exit with you guys. Not once noticing the slight glare that was send your way when you cuddled with Wooyoung or when Seonghwa patted you head.

The trip to the restaurant was rather quick, sitting beside San and Wooyoung soon, Jongho is grilling the meat, while Seonghwa grills some vegetables. Of course you noticed how San stiffened up again a bit beside you, making you glance over at him, he was avoiding your gaze as good as he could. Breathing out a bit harder, before turning to Wooyoung who asked you a question, leaning your head softly on his shoulders. Your thoughts were running wild, why was San suddenly so distant? Did you do something to offend him? You weren't the only one to have noticed Sans changed of behavior, Hongjoong and Seonghwa also noticed, seeing how San withdrew from you, stopped initiating skin contact with you and even stopped talking so much to you.

Wooyoung was slowly but surely noticing too, his hand softly resting on your knee right now to give you some sort of support. An idea coming into his head as his softly pushes you off of him. "San let her lean on you, she's exhausted and I gotta use the bathroom." Giving you a soft push soft your head lands on Sans stiff shoulder. You wanted to complain to Wooyoung, but he was already up and gone. Wanting to sit up again to not make San anymore uncomfortable, he softly grabs your arm to keep you close beside him, keep you resting your head on his shoulder. "It's fine, please stay." This was the first time in weeks that he initiated anything, making you smile softly. Despite trying to push the feeling away, you missed San and his touch dearly. It was so normal by now to hug and cuddle San all the time, so to day you felt touch deprived of him was and underestimatement.

Wooyoung soon coming back to the table, smiling triumphantly upon seeing you still resting on Sans shoulder, his hand holding yours softly with your fingers intertwined. The meal went on with you and San slightly going back to normal, when you sat up straight to eat, it was his turn to rest his head on your shoulder, pressing a soft kiss to your neck, while holding your hand. Eyes watching you lovingly, but that was only noticed by Seonghwa, finally dawning on him why San had withdrawn himself from you, quickly whispering over to Hongjoong whos gaze snapped over to the two of you.

"How about you sleep over at the dorm? It's late already." Hongjoong speaks up now to you, making Wooyoung and Mingi cheer and agree before even giving you the chance of choosing, making you giggle.

So you soon found yourself cramped together on their dorms couche, Wooyoung and Mingi claiming their spot beside you, making San pout who just joined with Seonghwa from the kitchen with popcorn. Since the couch is to small eitherway, you pat the spot in front of you, blankets and pillows were scattered on the floor, motioning for San to sit in front of you, which ha happily did. It was Jonghos turn to choose the movie and like the little devil he is, he choose a horror movie. Through the movie San at some point pulled your legs over his shoulders so he can lean his head on your thigh and hide his face if he gets to scared. Your hands meanwhile softly pushing through his fluffy hair, trying to help the boy in front of you calm down. Most of the boys were rather scared of horror or jumpscares, the only really immune ones being Yunho and Jongho himself. San was probably along with Mingi one of the worst ones to take horror, knowing it would result in San waking you up from the couch to pull you to his room to cuddle. At least you hoped it would happen and stay like usual, despite his change of behavior.

The movie ended, everyone gets up to go to their rooms and just San and you stay back. "You okay?" Leaning over to him, you softly pat his hair to make him look at you, only now noticing the soft pink blush on his cheeks. "Yeah.. I just.. Can you sleep in my room tonight?" His eyes not meeting yours, while the side of his face stays pressed to your thighs. "Of course, let's go." Pulling your legs from his shoulders, San gets up before pulling you up from the couch, luckily everyone changed into pyjamas before starting the movie. Not letting go of your hand, San pulls you along the dark hallway to his room, trying to be as quiet as possible to not wake one of the other members in his room.

Letting you lay down first, San get's in after you, pulling the blanket above the both of you. Looking into your face, his eyes held a soft gaze, the moonlight being the only source of light, yet San looked ethereal as ever. "I'm sorry for distancing myself recently I.." He stopped, his eyes going away from your own, reaching his hand up to softly grab yours, interwining his fingers with yours. Giving him his time to find his words, your softly squeez his hand assuring you that you're listening. "I think I got scared.. I've recently been noticing how I grow jealous seeing you with others, how my heart starts beating faster.." His voice barely a whisper as he said these words, not to wake his members up but also because he probably was scared if he talked louder you would go. "I've been acting like a fool and what I'm trying to say is.. I think I love you.." Eyes meeting yours finally, you can definitely see the anxiety in his eyes which slowly vanish upon seeing your soft and loving smile.

"Oh Sannie.. Why didn't you talk to me from the start? Do you know how long I've had feelings for you?" Your hand reaches up to softly push hair out of his face, before rubbing your knuckles over his cheek. His eyes were wide while staring at you, before he slides his arms around your waist and he pulls you close against himself, hiding his big smile in your neck. "Are you serious? You're not playing with me right?" His hopefull big eyes look up to you know, chuckling softly you press as soft kiss to his nose. "I would never play with you Sannie, yes I'm serious." San can't help it but a little tear runs down his cheek from how relieved he is that you didn't push him away.

Falling asleep together now, both with a soft smile on your lips. Not noticing the head that soon poke in, one watching you two with a smirk, the other with a soft smile, while Hongjoong hands Seonghwa money. "Told you he would confess tonight." Closing the door again, of course not mentioning that he had a little talk with San in the kitchen and pushed him to finally confess. That would be his little secret.

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Daddy Yandere Chibs with A? Number 3?

I have a HUNGER for Daddy!!!

Summary: Chibs has honored your foolish wishes for a separation for the last month, but you still haven't come to your senses yet, so it's time for Daddy to bring you back home; by any means necessary.

Warnings: ...it's a yandere drabble 🧍🏻‍♀️ So stalking, manipulation, what could be perceived as emotional abuse because of the manipulation. As always, these are just for fun, not to be taken as a healthy or safe relationship. No means no and turning up at someone's work when they don't want you to or anywhere they're at for that matter is creepy af in real life!! Also daddy kink. I wrote it with somewhat of a big age gap in mind but it doesn't have to be read like that 💕

Also just as a reminder, since dark content isn’t for everyone, I don’t use the regular tag lists for these, only specific taglist for those who want to read the darker content. I wouldn’t want to expose someone that didn’t want to read it. So if you DO want to be tagged, let me know

"You shouldn't be here. This is my workplace. I don't have time for this."

Chibs didn't flinch as you rejected him, his stance relaxed as he leaned against the wall of your breakroom. He'd been dying to see you. He'd given you the space you had asked for, knowing that of course that wasn't what you truly wanted. But he'd given it to you anyway. You would see soon enough that being apart from him wasn't actually what you wanted at all. Yet it was going on a month now, and he had decided that enough was enough.

So he'd ridden over to your job to get you back and now here you were, acting as if you were simply too busy to speak to the man who had loved and protected you these last few years.

"Oh course ya do, Lass. You're on break. You've got,"

He made a show of looking down at his watch and calculating.

"Got 24 minutes left of break, I reckon."

You swallowed dryly, realizing that he did have a point. You took your break at the same time every day. You'd used that break to talk to him on the phone most days. Of course, he would remember. So you tried a different tactic.

"How did you even get in here? It's employees only back here."

The Son nodded, eyes warm as they regarded you, a hint of playful ridicule there as well.

"I've lived in this town a long while, love. Longer than you. All I had to do was ask."

He pulled off the wall then, standing at his full height, taking each slow step one at a time.

"Everyone knows me here. Knows us. All that yellin' about me being so controlling, yet you didn't tell your work to keep me out?"

You gulped as he stalked toward you, eyes on you every second.

"Didn't put me on some kinda list? Didn't tell them that if they saw me to call the cops? None of that?"

You stared at him as your heart pounded in your chest. He wouldn't hurt you; never. But you wouldn't put it past him to somehow manipulate you and the situation into ending with you giving him another chance. All if would take is the feeling of his hands, warm and loving as they caressed you, and your resolve would fall apart. And he knew as much.

You took one more step back and bumped against the wall, the giant silver fridge blocking you on one side, and Chibs arm coming up to block the other. You whimpered, willing yourself to be strong as the scent of leather, cologne, and cigarette smoke flooded your senses. It all smelled just exactly as you remembered and you ached for him, the stone you'd fortified around your heart beginning to crumble.

"Even with all the arguments and disagreements, you know you've always been safest with me. Safe, and at home. You've proven your point. It's time for you to come home with Daddy now, yeah?"

You hesitated for a moment before your head was nodding slowly of its own volition. The Son clicked his teeth and offered you a smile then, eyes trailing down your front. He brought a ringed finger up and traced down the valley of your breasts, eyes raking over you how a lion would a gazelle. His voice was low when he spoke again.

"Twenty minutes left."

"Huh?"

The sentence threw you off, your break no longer on your mind as you looked at him.

"You've got twenty minutes left before they start looking for you, so I've got time. You look delicious. I won't stop until I've dated every bite."

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