“walked In And Dream Came Trued It For Ya”

Newly Found Happiness

Norman Nordstrom x Reader

Summary: Norman thought he only longed for the child he lost, but then he found you. You opened new doors for him.

A/N: Inspiration for this fic came from @purplelupins please check out their work as well. 

Warnings: age gap, mention of abuse, smut

Norman was extremely suspicious of you. Every movement you made, he was listening closely.

Every night, he barely slept, waiting for you to make a move or run.

You often went to the bathroom, which caused him a great fear, fear that you would run. But you never did.

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of waning moons and eagle eyes — daniel ricciardo

pairing. platonic/romantic/up for interpretation!daniel ricciardo x reader

summary. goodbyes are hard; for now, i’ll say i am going to miss you and stay here a while. .5k

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You stall behind Daniel, hesitating, shifting your weight, trying to think of what you could possibly say. You come up empty.

Daniel doesn’t look at you when you step beside him.

He just says, “If you’re going to tell me you’re sorry, don’t.”

“I was actually going to say you’re a talentless hack who deserves it.”

Daniel’s laugh is sharp and surprised. It feels good to be able to make him laugh, even in a situation like this, even if his face quickly goes blank again.

You follow his gaze upwards. The Singaporean night sky is an inky navy, too much light pollution for stars. But the moon, you can see. A little over half, closer to full than new but still waning. It won’t be a new moon until the month is over. After that, it will wax and repeat the process unto forever. Ever present, ever changing.

“I am sorry,” you say, despite the warning. “It’s not pity. It’s just what people say when a situation is fucked and someone they care about draws the short straw.”

Daniel exhales heavily, slowly. “Thanks, I guess.”

“You’re welcome. I guess.”

He huffs out a half-chuckle.

You stare up into the empty sky for a while longer. It’s well past midnight, now. All the other drivers are gone. Most crew and other staff, too. But not you. Not Daniel.

“How do you even know?” Daniel asks, eventually.

“I have my methods.”

You shouldn’t know. You really aren’t supposed to; it’s a massive breach of security. Luckily, you are just you, and all you want to do with the information of Daniel’s being dropped is be with him.

“I wish they’d at least give you a proper send off,” you voice quietly. “This whole guessing game, making you keep it a secret, not talking about it—it’s messed up. It’s not what you deserve.”

“It’s whatever.”

“It’s not.”

“I’m not a world champion.“

“You’re Daniel Ricciardo.”

You put weight into his name because it means something to you, and it means something to the F1 community even if his team won’t give him a proper, respectful goodbye.

Daniel looks at you. His eyes are always so much lighter than you think they are, yellow-hazel like an eagle and sharp, intelligent, emotive. They show a lot. They show so little.

You want to know what he’s thinking. Want to split the skin of his forehead, shave away the bone underneath and peer inside to see how he’s hurting or healing or however he’s feeling. Broken? Elated? Caught up in what’s past or ready to face the next big thing?

You don’t know.

“There’s no one like you,” you tell him. You need him to know. “There’s never been anyone like you.“

Daniel smiles, eagle eyes quartered like the moon. “Thanks.”

His smile fades and you drop your head onto his shoulder.

“I’m going to miss you.”

“Yeah.”

Daniel lays his head on yours.

“Me, too.”

Waking up beside the 2024 grid

(incl. Daniel and Logan - no Nico or Sergio (just personal preference))

Short and sweet - just a bit of fluffy drabble after that shit show of a race

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#1. Max Verstappen

You watched him with a loving gaze - your fingers tracing slowly up and down his arm; with the WDC over, it finally felt like you had him to yourself. He was so wrapped up in doing his best that most days when you woke, he was already off training. But now, he was right here with you.

As his eyes fluttered open, he smiled at you tenderly. “Morning, you’re staring.”

You hummed softly. “Waking up next to you is my favourite thing… it’s been too long.”

He propped himself up a little so he could press a chaste kiss to your lips before pulling back to look into your eyes. “It has, I promise it won’t ever be that long again.”

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#2. Logan Sargeant

You yawned and snuggled in closer, preening as he kissed your forehead.

“We should get up soon.” His voice was quiet, almost as if he didn’t want to break the silence. “Got a bunch of stuff to do.”

“I know, but… hear me out.”

He raised a playful brow as you readjusted, so you were instead - sat up cuddling, your head on his shoulder.

“…okay, ten more minutes.”

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#3. Daniel Ricciardo

“How come you’re looking at me like that?” You asked, running a hand up his chest.

His smile was sleepy, playful - as his eyes ran across you. “You look messy.”

You rolled your eyes teasingly, before shoving him back lightly. “You don’t look too put together yourself, mister.”

“Hey, I like messy.” He purred, leaning over you. “In fact, I think we can make you even messier.”

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#4. Lando Norris

You scrunched up your nose as you felt a soft, minty breeze across your face. “Lan, what are you doing?”

“Bored, trying to wake you up.” He chuckled, grinning when you opened your eyes. “There you are… you look your cutest like this.”

“I just woke up.” You protested, hiding your face behind your hands - peeking between your fingers.

He smiled and took your wrists in his hands, pulling your hands away from your face to look deep into your eyes. “I know what I said.”

“Cheesy.” You giggled.

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#10. Pierre Gasly

“Sun... Too... Bright.” You groaned, burying your face into Pierre’s neck. “Turn it off.”

“Amour.” He chuckled, spreading his palm across your lower back - despite his teasing tone, he pulled you in closer. “As much as I love you, I do not have the power to turn the sun off.”

“Not good enough.”

“Hang on.” He lent away a little and tugged at the curtain - thankfully within reach. “Better?”

You peeked out from his neck before going straight back in. “Yeah, but I’m comfy here.”

“Then stay there as long as you need, Cherie.”

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#14. Fernando Alonso

“Good morning.” Fernando’s voice was gentle as you awoke. “Did you sleep well, corazón?”

“Mhm.” You grumbled, tilting your head up just a little to look into his eyes - leaning into his touch as he took your jaw in his hand.

“I can tell.” He chuckled softly, tracing over the red mark on your cheek - ever so gently using the tip of his thumb to remove a crust from the inner corner of your eye . “Most peaceful I’ve seen you for a while.”

“Always sleep better when you’re here, amor.”

He smiled tenderly. “I always sleep better beside you too.”

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#16. Charles Leclerc

You couldn’t help but smile as he pressed his lips lazily against yours, a warm hand coming up to rest on the side of your neck. His eyes sparkled with a soft warmth as he kissed you over and over, just relishing in the feeling of your lips against his.

“Mon ange, I don’t think I’m ever going to get out of bed if you keep letting me kiss you like this.” He hummed softly, his hand shifting to the nape of your neck - thumb brushing over your skin. “Can’t get enough for you.”

“Maybe I don’t want you to get out of bed, Charl.” You whispered, this time it was your turn to kiss him - giggling playfully as he rolled you onto your back. “Maybe, we just stay here all day.”

He laughed softly, shaking his head a little before leaning in to kiss you again. “Insatiable.”

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#18. Lance Stroll

Lance tilted his head, looking down at your form curled up into his side. “You awake yet?”

“No.”

He chuckled. “Sorry, I was gonna get us some breakfast but if you’re still sleeping?”

Suddenly your eyes were open and you sat up. “I’m up, I’m up.”

You looked down at him, his arm lazily tucked behind his head as he looked up at you - a cheeky smile on his face.

“You look awful comfy for someone who’s supposed to be getting me breakfast, Lance.” You quirked a brow.

Your cheeks heated as he hauled you down into his arms. “You made me wait, now it’s your turn. I need some attention first.”

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#20. Kevin Magnussen

You reached out, expecting to feel Kevin’s body but were instead met by a cold mattress. You smiled softly before slipping out of bed yourself - throwing on a robe and slippers before hunting him down.

“Kev.” You cooed, coming up behind him, wrapping your arms around his middle. “You should’ve woken me, I’ve missed you.”

“You just looked so cosy, elskede.” He chuckled. “Didn’t want to disturb you… I just did some chores.”

“You’ve just got home from a triple header, you should be relaxing.” You turned him to face you so you could take his face in your hands. “You’ve worked so hard, come back to bed. Let me take care of you.”

He smiled, turning to kiss your palm. “What kind of man would I be to say no to that?”

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#22. Yuki Tsunoda

“Wakey wakey.”

You cracked an eye open to see Yuki entering the room, a steaming tray in his arms - a yawn left your lips. “What you got there?”

“I made you breakfast.” He beamed, placing the tray on the bed so you could get a look at the spread.

Your eyes flickered briefly at the food before meeting his hopeful gaze. “…I love you. So much. You didn’t have to do all this.”

“I know, I just wanted to. I’ve not not been able to cook for you for a while and felt inspired. Eat, eat before it gets cold, please!”

“Ah, first.” You grinned, before giving him a kiss. “Now, I’ll eat.”

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#23. Alex Albon

The sun had only just started to creep through the curtains when Alex woke up, his long arms stretching above his head. He looked to his side to see you curled up with your back to him - your body only shifting slowly as you breathed. He should’ve left you to sleep but he yearned for your attention.

He shifted across the bed and placed a hand on your shoulder to gently shift you onto your back so he could pepper gentle kisses all over your face.

You opened your eyes and caught one of his kisses with your lips. “Good morning.”

“Hi.” He grinned. “Sleep well?”

“Like a baby. Glad to be awake now.” You hummed, pushing a hand through his hair. “Did you wake me up for a reason, though?”

You had to hold back a giggle as his cheeks flushed. “…just wanted your attention.”

“Mhmm, cute. Well, now you’ve got it - what have you got in mind?”

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#24. Zhou Guanyu

You lent your head against his chest - his hand in yours as you played with his fingers. The silence was comfortable as you just enjoyed each other's company.

There was never a need to fill the quiet with conversation, simply existing with each other made you feel content. You felt him press a soft kiss to your temple before settling even further into the bed.

You locked your hand with his and pulled it close to your chest, letting your eyes closed as you joined him settling in. It was exactly what you needed, and you could tell he felt the same.

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#30. Liam Lawson

Liam’s fingers were warm as they traced lines across your face - dipping into the indents left on your skin left by your deep sleep. Your eyes studied him as he focused so intently on you.

“Am I reminiscent of you when you take your helmet off post race?” You hummed, as you noticed his fingers across your cheekbones. “Like I’ve been squeezed into a race helmet.”,

He chuckled. “Mhmm, not quite. But it’s definitely a look. I mostly just like having the excuse to touch you.”

“You don’t need an excuse… touch me all you want.”

He grinned. “Now that’s what I like to hear.”

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#31. Esteban Ocon

He squinted as he turned over his phone, the bright light filling the dark room as he checked the time - he knew it had to be early, it was still dark out but this time of year, he couldn’t be certain. But when 5:41 stood strong on his screen he gently placed down his phone and sighed, rolling back over so he could snuggle back into bed.

Esteban reached out and carefully pulled you in close, smiling as you instinctively curled into his chest. He let his eyes flutter closed and let your breathing lull him back to sleep.

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#43. Franco Colapinto

“Franco! Morning breath!” You laughed as he chased your lips - your hands pressed against his chest.

He grinned that wicked smirk of his. “And I care why? I’ve kissed you after much worse.”

You felt your cheeks heat, finally letting him capture your lips in a kiss - his warm hands holding your face in place as he languidly moved his lips against yours.

His eyes twinkled when he pulled back. “Perfect way to start the day, no?”

“Just a kiss, huh?”

Within a flash his lips were on yours again, the once lazy movements replaced with fire. “You have no idea what you’ve just started, amor.”

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#44. Lewis Hamilton

As Lewis rolled over, you were already awake - quietly scrolling on your phone. He pushed himself up so he could press soft kisses to your shoulder.

“Good morning.”

“Mhm, hi.” You purred. “Your morning voice is hot.”

He laughed softly. “What?”

“You’re all gravely and deep, it’s sexy… say some more stuff.”

With a soft hum he sat himself up more, draping his arm across your shoulder.

“It’s definitely not as sexy as the noises you made last night, gorgeous…” He whispered. You preened as he began to press kisses to your neck before pulling back to look into your eyes. “Wanna make some more for me?”

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#55. Carlos Sainz

Carlos was well known for his luscious hair - dark and thick, even after a race he looked like a Disney prince. But any mornings that you found yourselves having the time for a lie in, you’d spend what felt like hours playing with it.

This morning was like no other, the strands tufting out in any which way - leaving you to smooth them down into position.

“Mi Vida, I will brush my hair when we get up.” He’d hum, every time, but never made the effort to move.

“You love it when I play with your hair, Carlos.” You’d tease. “You can’t fool me.”

“Okay, okay… it does feel nice. Fancy throwing in a little scalp massage as well?”

You giggled. “Don’t push it.”

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#63. George Russell

“What’s for lunch later?” You hummed, looking up from your book to George - the two of you making the most of his day off by staying in bed.

“I was gonna throw last nights pizza in the microwave.”

You gasped. “Criminal. Leftover pizza is better eaten cold.”

He raised a brow at you - the two of you always had harmless debates, so he wasn’t surprised by your comeback. “But then you don’t get the gooey cheese back.”

“The crust goes all floppy, Georgie.”

George placed his phone on the bedside table before lifting his arm so you can tuck into his side. “We could be debating this for hours, so how about I microwave mine and you can eat yours all cold and hard.”

“Perfect.”

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#77. Valtteri Bottas

“I feel like a slug.” You grumbled, stretching your arms and legs but unable to get the satisfying feeling you craved. “Do we have to get up?”

“No, but I’d quite like to cycle while it’s still cool out. You can stay in bed?”

You whined softly. “Nooo, I wanna spend the day with you I’m just tired.”

Val hummed softly, pressing a kiss to the tip of your nose. “I’ll make us some coffee.”

“My hero.”

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#81. Oscar Piastri

”Has anyone ever told you that you look like a cat?” You pushed Oscar’s hair off of his forehead, giving his scalp a gentle scratch. “Especially when you’re sleepy.”

“Frequently.” He practically purred, leaning into your touch. “A polite cat, they call me.”

“Mhmm, definitely. Soft kitty.” You teased, twirling a piece of hair around your finger.

You watched as he adjusted his head so he could look at you, a sleepy smile on his face. “Don't mind it so much when you call me that, especially when I get head scratches.”

“You can have all the head scratches you want, Osc… if you go get me a cup of tea.”

“Deal.”

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I think I was slightly possessed by Franco when I was writing his section.

As I said, short and sweet just fluffy goodness. It wasn’t a super broad topic so I didn’t give myself much variety to work with but I hope you enjoy it anyway!!

Careful, he bites

Pairing : Astarion x female!reader around 900 words.

morning sex. in bed. with the most amazing vampire. that’s it that’s the plot ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

TW : 18+, shameless smut, oral sex (female receiving), fingering, tiny bit of fang kink

I love him a completely normal amount

You open your eyes slowly, savouring the blissful, heavy fog of sleep that still weighs on your mind. The voice that greets you is one you’re sure you’ll never tire of.

“Good morning, my sweet”, Astarion whispers against your ear. The bed smells of night-blooming flowers and cold winter air, just like him. His body is a comforting spoon, the nice coolness of his powerful chest sends shivers down your spine.

Your eyelids are still heavy and with a smile, you settle back in and bury your head in your soft pillow, eager for just a few more hours of precious sleep before starting a new day in the underdark.

Astarion, of course, has other ideas. He exhales and you can feel the light puff of cold air against the back of your neck. Icy fingers skate down your bare arm, dragging the strap of your night gown with them. He dips his head and nuzzles the junction of your neck and shoulder. He toys with the hem of your night gown before slipping beneath it to caress the curve of your hip. You revel in his low groan of appreciation as he discovers you’re wearing nothing underneath.

“Gods, the things you do to me,” he growls, voice muffled slightly as he breathes your scent. “Let me take care of you.”

Wordlessly, you nod and he wastes no time. He gives you a sloppy, hungry kiss that is all tongues, teeth and fangs, and then slowly lowers himself. His fangs leave burning trails across your skin, and you love every bit of it.

You can feel his erection grow next to your thigh and you raise a hand forward to touch him but he grabs your wrist and stops the motion. 

“No, darling,” he grins, “it is all about you today.”

“But –” your attempt to argue is cut short as Astarion disappears between your thighs, wraps his wet lips around your clit and starts sucking. You let out an unbelievably loud whimper of pleasure and he smirks against your body.

Pinning your thighs apart, he works his tongue in an up-and-down motion on one side of your clit and then the other. You grind into his mouth shamelessly as his tongue continues working its magic. Without interruption, he slips first one finger, then two inside you, and pushes them up against your G-spot. You’re already starting to see stars as you feel his fangs settle in the soft mound of flesh above your clit. He applies just enough pressure for it to deliciously sting without ever hurting. Those tiny pinpricks combined with the sucking of your clit and the impossible rhythm of his fingers inside you made you cry out.

“Astarion – I’m– “ you try to articulate between two heavy breaths.  

“I’m right there with you, my love,” he mutters and presses his fangs slightly deeper into your skin, as to urge you to stop fighting the wave of pleasure trying to make its way through your shivering body.  

His tongue slips across that one spot on the tip of your clit that always sets you off, and suddenly you are coming on his mouth, grasping fistfuls of his silver hair and moaning and moaning and moaning. He pushes his fangs deeper and deeper into your skin as he rides out your orgasm with you, using his free hand to hold your hips steady. Your core spasms longer than a pulsing heart, each beat making you thrash helplessly on the bed as he pushes his fingers deep. ​​He waits until you come down from your high before slowly sliding his two fingers out of you and into his mouth to lick them clean. The rest of the world begins to come back into focus but you do not care for it. You only have eyes for him.  

​​"You are absolutely exquisite when you come," he chuckles in that ridiculously arrogant way he has.

He licks his lips as he rises, expression as lazy and smug as a contented cat. You haul him up and into your arms and kiss him hard. He wraps his strong arms around you protectively and takes a moment to listen to your breathing, still shallow from the love explosion. He finds infinite comfort in the repeated rise and fall of your chest. It proves to him that you are real, safe and here, right next to him. 

Before you, Astarion had never known true bliss. Sex – even when it’s mindblowing – doesn’t fix the part of you that’s broken. Good sex soothes, but doesn’t cure, and Astarion, who’s been using sex as a valium substitute since he’s been free from his former Master’s control, knows it better than anyone. But with you, it’s not just sex. It’s safety. It’s intimacy. It’s respect. And it’s all he’s ever wanted.

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Thinking about....

●HYBRID WOLF BANGCHAN WHO- Scents you but says it's just him cuddling you when in reality he can't stand having your co-workers scent on you.

●HYBRID WOLF BANGCHAN WHO- Presses up against you while your cooking saying it's just because he misses your body heat but in reality he just wants to press his huge bulge onto your thighs and grind.

●HYBRID WOLF BANGCHAN WHO- At night walks into your room and steals your panties whole your asleep. Then jacks off to them in his own room whimpering and moaning like a desperate pervert.

●HYBRID WOLF BANGCHAN WHO- When he gets his first heat with you does a full 360 and jumps on you the minute it hits. He's fucking you anywhere. And then breeding you. Your so fucked out you can bearly say anything. Thick long cock stretching you out so *good* it's making you cry. "Take it..take my fucking seed..yes yes yes fuck.." He growls in your ear while fucking into you deeper. Your breasts press against the marble counter as he keeps going. You've came how many times now? Three? Four? Your not counting anymore. Everything is going well until..until you feel a crazy pain in your womb which makes you pull away from Chan but he grabs your hips hard "Don't you dare..don't you fucking dare.. stay still Goddamit..*yes* yes yes..shit-ah..stay still.. " Chan says in a deep rough voice his cock head swelling up stretching you even more..making you cry out in pain. Chan fills you up with his seed making your eyes roll back on how full you were. After awhile he pulls back to see his cum dripping down your thighs but he smirks. With a harsh thrust he enters you again "Baby..we ain't done until my dick can't take it anymore.." Chan says covering your mouth with his hand and thrusting into you harder..this was going to be a long night..

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°IM SORRY IF ITS BAD!! IM A NEW WRITER AND THIS CAME TO MIND!! LOVE YA!!°

Bruised - LN

Summary: Y/n manages to get herself in a tangle in a Quadrant karting video and Lando doesn't exactly handle it well.

No part 2 requests please

"I think this is going to be fun." Y/n grins as she changes in the little make shift changing room while on call to Lando since he can't be there for the video.

"Baby, ribs! Rib protector please." Lando stresses watching her about to pull on the upper half of the suit.

"I'm going to be fine. Stop panicking." Y/n dismisses then grinning. "Will and Max think you've given me some secret lessons or something."

"I mean you did get on the karts in Bahrain." Lando hums before sighing. "I'm sorry I'm not there."

"Don't be silly. I'm happy being here and you have things to do. Everyone understands." Y/n promises earning nod as she puts the rib protector on. "I'm not going to lie. This isn't the most comfortable thing to wear."

"Y/n? You ready?!" Max asks knowing on the door making her smile and pick up her phone as she moves outside.

"So ready." Y/n grins making the Brit smile while she turns looks back at her phone. "Alright, I'll talk to you after and let you know how it goes."

"Please be careful and don't...get too competitive like you usually do. Half of them don't kart and definitely don't expect you to be as good as you are." Lando states hating how he sounds when he says it, but it's almost definitely true.

"How rude. I'll have to safely teach them a lesson. Ok, love you bye."

"Love you too."

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"Lando is going to kill us. He doesn't get mad...very often." Max groans then pinching the bridge of his nose as he slumps back. "He's going to kill me specifically."

They're sitting in A&E following y/n managing to spin, and then flip her kart absolutely smashing her chest off the steering wheel. Max has never seen her cry, and after witnessing it once, he's certain he never wants to see it again.

"She'll be alright mate." Will states though even he, not knowing y/n very well, could tell she was in a serious amount of pain.

Another 30 minutes later, y/n is walking out with a nurse and a bag that looks to be medication of some sort but her eyes are still bloodshot.

"Hey, what's the verdict?" Max asks as they quickly standup.

"Bruised sternum, one cracked rib. A little ache in her neck to keep an eye on, we couldn't find anything in the tests but obviously we want to be careful with necks." The nurse smiles sadly. "Plenty of rest and taking it easy for a good few weeks with some painkillers. She'll be alright."

"Oh great. Thank you." Will nods with a smile before the nurse leaves and he looks at Max. "Lando is going to kill us. I was hoping there'd be a couple bruises and she was just being dramatic from some shock."

"How you feeling?" Max asks looking at y/n while smiles.

"Ok at the moment, they gave me some pretty intense drugs to take the pain away...I couldn't stop moving from the pain and they needed me to stay still for the scans and stuff." Y/n mumbles earning a nod from the older man. "I assume you guys haven't told Lando?"

Suddenly it dawns on Max that having waited to tell Lando will also earn annoyance from his childhood friend.

"I'll handle it. I think hearing from me is going to be better."

"He's going to freak out." Max sighs making her smile sadly at him since as much as she wants to pretend he won't. Lando definitely will.

"How bad is a bruised sternum?" Will asks making Max look at him with a grimace and y/n seem to think.

"I felt like someone was stabbing my chest everything time I took a breath in." Y/n states honestly making Will pull a face. "But right now it feels fine...they got me on some good stuff in there."

As they step out, y/n decides she wants to lie down so Will lets her take the passenger seat and recline it before she picks up her phone which had been left in the car anyway, actually along with both Max's and Will's phones since in the rush to help her into he hospital they just didn't think to grab them. Clearly Lando senses something is off because she's got 13 messages and a missed call.

"Hey, baby." Y/n greets as he picks up on the first ring.

"Hey. One sec. I just need to get to my room." Lando mumbles clearly having been caught mid conversation and exiting in order to speak to his girlfriend. "What's going on why was no one answering me?"

"I...crashed pretty hard so Will and Max had to take me to the hospital-I'm fin-"

"You crashed?! Why did no one tell me? And why was it so bad you needed to go to hospital?" Lando asks the annoyance immediately obvious and his volume can be heard by both Max and Will. "Are you ok?"

"A little roughed up...bruised my sternum and cracked a rib. But I'm fine. They got me on the good painkillers and sent me away with some to keep taking since...well a bruised sternum actually hurts pretty bad." Y/n explains wincing just at the memory of the pain she was in. "I'm still catching my flight back to you tonight, don't worry."

"Yeah, tell him I'll be coming with you to make sure you're alright on the flight." Max states since he feels bad.

"You're a braver man than me." Will comments earning a small smile from y/n.

"Tell him to bring the footage, I want to see exactly what happened."

"Hey, don't get like that. Max wasn't even on track, I did it completely on my own...I don't know how I did it. But It was all me." Y/n states trying to make Lando calm down but he won't until he sees her in person. "Look we'll have to go. But I'll see you soon."

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Landing in Nice, Y/n is actually getting on a flight for the next race weekend with Lando since that was always the plan.

"Careful. Careful! The painkillers from the hospital are starting to wear off and the ones they gave me haven't kicked in yet." Y/n hisses when Lando tries to march over and check her injuries.

"Fuck sake, y/n." Lando sighs making her smile lightly.

"I'm sorry. I really don't know what happened." Y/n pouts making him huff before he looks at Max. "Be nice, he ran out to me as soon as it happened and he carried me and yelled at the doctors when they wouldn't let him come in."

Lando grumbles a little but moves over to his friend and sighs handing the keys to the car to him.

"You can stay at my place. Don't wreck it." Lando states than pausing. "Thanks for coming with her and taking care of her...She's very adamant it's her fault and you took care of her so I owe you."

"I'll let Will know we're not going to die." Max laughs earning a smile. "Alright, go on. I'll make sure your car gets back safe."

"Thank you-sorry for freaking out it's just-"

"I get it. I freaked out when it happened...are you sure you want the footage?"

Lando hesitates looking back at y/n who is talking to the flight attendant for the jet.

"No. I do want to see it, but maybe once she's healed."

"I'm surprised you're still taking her."

"Oh she'll be camping out in the hotel. I just want her close." Lando states with a small frown. "We do have to go, but we'll catch up properly later yeah?"

They do exchange a quick hug before Lando moves over to y/n and smiles kissing her.

"Let's go...I am going to get you to relay everything the doctors said." Lando states earning a nod.

Y/n looks at Lando with a small smile before they climb up into the jet with y/n blowing Max a kiss before she disappears inside.

The bruise on her sternum has started to really appear and it's almost black.

"Baby..." Lando grimaces making her pout since actually she is a little overwhelmed. Everything suddenly catching up to her. "Does it hurt?"

"A little but...it just...I don't know. I hate that it happened." Y/n sniffles before moving to hug him but Lando moves back.

"Hold on, if you lie down and I'll lie with you, I just don't want you to make it worse if the pain gets worse." Lando states earning a nod.

A bruised sternum can be a pretty common injury in karting, not like it is any less serious but in bad crashes or accidents it can happen.

Y/n does fall asleep and Lando can't help but spend the whole flight just watching her breathe, too worried about her to be able to settle and rest especially with the knowledge that it does hurt like hell if those painkillers wear off and he wants to be able to jump at the ready when that happens.

"I can feel you watching me." Y/n mumbles after he notices her breaths get a little shorter and shallower.

"Is it hurting?" He asks, ignoring her comment as she nods. "Is the painkillers in your bag?"

"Mhm..." Y/n nods looking like she's definitely in more pain and it's increasing by the second.

He gets her the painkillers which definitely hurt more to go down than she was expecting.

"Fuck...they said it might hurt more when I've been sleeping but...fuck I didn't expect this." Y/n states trying not to hiccup as tears full her eyes.

It takes nearly an hour for they to set in and Lando feels restless not being able to do anything to help the pain.

"I shouldn't have let you go for the video." Lando mutters making her frown.

"Hey, you didn't know I'd manage some stupid crash. Don't even try to blame yourself. It's my fault. I crashed, I caused it and you know I would've told you to fuck off if you'd tried to stop me." Y/n frowns while he frowns back at her. "Lando."

"I still should've at least been there, I could've rearranged."

"I'm alive, I'll heal and saying you could've done something. Ok, well I could've just not crashed. But I did...All I want is you to lie with me and tell me that everything will be fine and that's all I need."

Lando softens a little since y/n never fails to just communicate everything when she tells him what she wants from him especially in times when she's feeling a little stressed or upset.

"I can definitely do that." Lando smiles leaning over and kissing her. "Are the painkillers properly kicked in?"

"Yeah. They're working, I promise."

Needy Luffy NSFW

Luffy x Fem Reader

Extra: Creampie, needy Luffy, fem reader, nipple sucking, a bit vanilla, women anatomy specifics

Author notes: Am I back? Probably not I legit just have been on a block and with my mental health it hasn't really improved but my goal is one of two per month next year.

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"I need you." He begged holding onto your waist his head on your chest. His cock sliding in and out at a rapid pace. It was clear that Luffy was needy from the moment you walked out of your room he slammed you back into your room and stripped you naked. His actions displayed nothing but need. He worshiped your body as if you were nothing but a God.

At the moment the way he slid inside you proved to him that you were a God. Your velvety walls sucked him in, clenching his big cock. Each throb you heard him whimper into your chest. Your body slightly bounced as his hips slammed into you. Drool was pooling out of your mouth from the immense pleasure. His girth hit the right spot over and over causing you to see nothing but stars.

"L-Luffy!" You called out holding onto the side of the couch cushion. His one hand snaked down to your clit. His hand rubbed your clit his fingers slightly hitting the slick that spewed out of your pretty cunt. He loved your body the way the slick comes out whenever he touches you.

His head on your chest quickly grabbed a hold of your right nipple. His tongue flicked back and forth. His mouth slightly bit into your nipple a sharp yet pleasurable pain was felt. Your body shook from the pleasure his mouth on your nipple, his hand on your clit, and his cock fitting perfectly into you.

You continued to hold back the pressure you felt from within to relish in the pure bliss. Luffy wanted you, he worshiped you, he would do anything just to put his cock in a God like you. He held you tightly with one arm his other hand rubbing your puffy little clit.

His hips buckled in you not slowing the pace and whimpering as his mouth rested on your harden nipple. His cock throbbed inside your walls, he was close and he knew it but he wanted you to cum first. With several sloppy slowed down thrust his hips locking each thrust he finally hit his high spewing his white salty ropes inside your clenching wall. Your body shook not yet reaching your high till he thruster his cock deeper into your cunt hitting the perfect spot. Your orgasm pushed you to the edge your back arched from the pleasure as a loud moan left your wondrous lips.

If you write for MJF, can I request Max being his usual mean and nasty self to everyone else but being super kind around his girl? Everyone would be so bewildered by the sudden change when she walks in the room and he’s suddenly super sweet😭

Thanks for requesting MJF, I love the little shithead. And I agree with you, Max is so soft at heart...at least for his lady. Hope you like it!

Get Out (MJF x Reader)

"Un-fucking-believable! Where the hell do they breed idiots like you? The place needs to be evaporated!" Maxwell was furious. Just yesterday, he told the production team he needed an assistant that was smarter than 'Mark' or whatever his name was . And today, they brought HER in. She was even dumber, and he didn't think that was possible.

"I specifically told you I wanted pink and yellow roses, a dozen each. Didn't I?"

The small woman in front of him couldn't answer, she was too busy trying to suppress her sobs. It didn't help much, the tears were streaming down her face nonetheless.

"ANSWER ME!" Maxwell's voice bounced off the walls, and his new, soon to be fired assistant finally gave a weak 'yes' as reply.

"Then why the fuck are these just yellow roses?!"

The female whiped away some tears with her sleeve before mumbling the florist didn't have any pink roses today.

MJF got real close to her face, the tips of their noses almost brushing. Then, he put his finger to his ear and yelled once more. "Speak up!!!"

"Max, come on. Just let it go." Even Shawn pitied the poor woman, and that had to mean something.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Spears, I can't remember asking for your opinion." Just as he was about to get into his friend's face, there was a knock on the door.

When he turned around and prepared himself to yell at whoever interrupted his rant, he saw your head pop in. "Hey babe. Can I come in? Or is now a bad time?" His whole face lit up once he heard your voice, it was simply music to his ears. He swiftly moved over to you to to pull you into a tight hug.

"Awww, Princess, there is never a bad time for you to show up." His voice was saccharine, the love and admiration he had for you prominent in every syllable. He brushed his nose against yours before softly pecking your lips.

It was always funny to Shawn how MJF's voice just changed once you were around. Everybody backstage loved you, and although you were a nice person, it was mostly due to the fact that once you were there, MJF would leave everybody else alone. Shawn knew that now was the time to dismiss himself, and so he left without another word.

The assistant, whose name MJF couldn't even remember, apparently didn't get the memo and still stood in the exact same spot. When Maxwell noticed, he motioned for her to leave and added a quiet 'get out' to get his point across. She really was dumber than Mark, because even then she didn't move. He walked over to her, Burberry scarf waving around his neck when he gabbed her by the shoulder and pushed her towards the door. "Get. Out." He emphasized once more before finally pushing her out of the room. After he closed the door behind him, he leaned against it and sighed.

"Aww, baby, are you having a rough day?" You said to him as you walked over and started playing with his scarf.

He then realized he had forgotten about the roses, and moved over to hand them to you. "I'm really sorry, I know you like pink roses, too, but-"

He gave you a lopsided grin as response. "Everything's fine now that you are here, Princess." You smiled at the pet name, you always thought it didn't suit you. You were by no means close to what you imagined a princess to be, but Max disagreed. To him, you were perfect. Perfectly mannered, perfectly shaped, perfectly everything. And the best part of it: You were all his.

"They're beautiful, Maxie. I love them." You stated before inhaling the smell of the flowers and then setting them down on the table.

"And I love you, Maxwell." You added as you ran your fingers through his hair.

He smiled at you before leaning down to capture your lips once more, tender at first, but growing more and more needy with each passing second.

And then there was another knock on the door. Max pulled away, his face distorted with anger. He couldn't wait to see the idiot that was dumb enough to interrupt his tender moment with you.

When the door opened, it was his assistant again.

"I am really sorry, but I forgot my pho-" Before she could even finish her sentence, Maxwell had grabbed the phone off the table and threw it into her general direction, so fast and hard that she didn't stand a chance to catch it. With a loud crack, it hit the concrete floor.

MJF glared at her before shouting another 'Get out'.

"Baby, I think you should try to be a little bit nicer." You scolded him.

"But Princess, am I not treating you nicely?"

"You do. But I was talking about being nice to OTHER people. Please? For me." You gave his arm a light squeeze, loving the feeling of hus muscles flexing beneath your touch.

He rested his forehead against yours and sighed. "Alright, I'll try. For you."

Forever theirs

Chapter 10∆...yes She does

The judgment day x fem!afab!reader

Don't repost or translate

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I sit nervously on my mommy's hip as she walks down to the basement. The boys follow closely behind us. We enter the basement and walk right past an open door leading to my old room. I racked my brain for ideas as to where we are going. Mommy stops at a door I remember seeing when I first left my room but I never thought about it.

Rhea steps back and Damian takes her place in front of the door. He pulls a key out of his pocket and pushes it into the keyhole of the door. He twists the door handle but the door doesn't budge.

He slams into the door with his side and it swings open. I look into the room and see the room Finn took me to the day before they took me. I look at the comfy silk sheet and I'm suddenly very happy they didn't take me to my old room. My eyes lock onto the familiar toys on the wall and wonder if anything will be different this time.

Mommy sets me down on the edge of the bed. I watch as the boys walk around the side of the bed like sharks circling dinner. The butterflies in my tummy flutter as I realize they might be getting toys.

Mommy grabs the hem of my dress and I shift my weight on the bed so I'm no longer sitting on my dress. She pulls it up and I put my arms up so she can remove my dress from my body.

I sit completely naked as Mommy didn't give me any undies. "now things are gonna be a bit different this time" she says. I'm even more excited as I think she's going to tell me we get to use toys today.

"do you know what safe words are sweetie?" Damian asks as he returns to my field of vision. " no Daddy" I shake my head. "okay, well we use something called a traffic light system" I nod my head listening closely.

"red means stop everything I don't like this, orange means something wrong please fix it, and green means you're fine" I smile knowing I can make them stop if I want. "so if you're in pain you yell red and everything stops," Rhea says making sure I understand.

"But if you wanna beg and beg us to stop we'll keep going because you seemed to like that" She finishes and I blush like crazy knowing damn well I'll beg. 

I watch as Mommy undresses in front of me. First her shirt, then her pants, then her bra, and finally her panties. I stare at her chest the whole time and fail to notice the boys undressing themselves too. Mommy climbs onto the bed straddling my lap. She leans down and presses her lips to mine. She's soft and gentle with me to start off.

I feel the bed dip and arms wrap around my waist. Next, I feel lips against my neck sucking hickeys into my skin. I feel rheas tongue brush against my lips and I part them for her. I'm lost in the kiss and for a second I forget that 2 people are watching us.

Next thing I know both sets of lips are removed from my body and I am pinned down. I look up and see Dom looking straight back, straddling my lap. His hands that are pinning my wrists are seamlessly swapped for Rhea's. "be a good girl for us" he tells me as he moves from my lap to in between my legs.

He lines himself up and slowly pushes into my cunt. My eyes water as I adjust to his size. He begins to move when he thinks I'm ready. He slowly thrust in and out of me and the pain I feel slowly begins to fade and be replaced by pleasure.

He moves a hand down from my hip and places his thumb on my clit. He slowly rubs Figure 8's into my clit as he picks up the pace of his thrusting. Tears of pleasure run down my face and out of the corner of my eye, I can see Damian jerking off.

I decided to look at the other members and find they are all masturbating. I am slightly shocked but I only look for a second more. Dom finds my G-spot and begins to hit it with every thrust.

I close my eyes and tilt my head back and let moans leave my mouth freely. I can hear the grunts from all the other members as I feel my orgasm approaching. "can I please cum, Daddy?" I say after being interrupted by moans several times.

"I think you've been a good enough girl," he says and I let out breathy thank yous as my release hits me like a bus. He cums at the same time as me and fucks me through my orgasm. He slowly comes to a stop and takes his hand away from clit.

After a few seconds, we've both caught our breaths and he carefully pulls out. "let's get you cleaned up sweetie" he says kissing me on the lips before getting up from his place in the bed.

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Sorry for not posting. Love ya-gremlin💋💕💗

Your Brother is Here

warnings: mentions of fighting, angst, and low self esteem.

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You hated how famous your brother was. Of course you you were proud of him but never truly wanted to be in the spotlight. If it was up to you, you would rather live a quiet life. With how famous your brother was that your wish of living a quiet life was impossible to come true.

You found comfort in reading, art, and music to distract you from your busy life. Your brother never really visited you and your family. Since he was so busy all the time with football and basically everything, he rarely visited. You liked it like that though. When your brother did visit he didn’t stay for long.

The max of his stay was usually a week and if lucky a couple extra days. When he was home you would ignore him. He usually brought gifts for your mom and dad but since he wasn’t close with you, he didn’t know what to get you.

You didn’t mind though but he felt bad so he would get small gifts but you were always grateful. Your mom complained a lot on how you should be closer with him because y’all are family but you just came up with excuses.

The truth was you did wanna be closer when you were little you were way closer to your brother but as you got older you just got distant. A lot of people knew who you were related to because of the internet and also because you and your family were spotted at games before.

You didn’t like going but being the youngest well let’s just say your parents took you everywhere. You hated being there because of the big crowd and you having major anxiety didn’t help. Cameras were always near you and your family.

At school you were popular but not because of your looks, personality, or anything else only because you had a famous brother. People always tried becoming friends with you because of your brother. People had this weird obsession with your brother and since you were his sister. They thought if they got closer to you and befriended you that they would marry your brother.

The amount of times that has happened is unbelievable. So instead of having a lot of friends, you found comfort in your own little friend group.

Your friend group consistented of 5 people.

You, Ava, Sophia, Arabella, and your other friend Julie. You had transferred schools and got closer with them and they welcomed you to be apart of their friend group. You finally thought you found real friends that will befriend you just because of your brother. Unfortunately things were gonna go bad.

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You were having a nice day, you were gonna hang out with your friends today. Y’all had made a plan to go to the mall and shop around and get food. Your mom pulled up to the entrance of the mall. You were texting in the group chat.

we love mac and cheese🤪

you:hey I’m here!! Is anyone else here?

Arabella: I’m here ima go for u, where are u?

you: I’m at the entrance

Arabella: onw

“Where are your friends?” Your mom asked as she looked around. You looked up from your phone.

“Oh Arabella is coming to get me” you answered.

Your mom turned to look at you and nodded.

“Okay be careful and have fun” your mom said as you got out of the car. You waved as you closed the car door.

After you closed the door your mom drove off. After two minutes your friend finally came to get you.

You waved at her as she greeted you. Y’all started heading inside while you waited for the rest of your friends to come.

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Once all of your friends arrived, you and you friends headed to different shops. You brought new clothes, jewelry, and other things like posters and books.

You had your arms interlocked with two of your friends as y’all were looking for where to go next.

Your friend Ava pointed to a jersey store. It was fairly small but had a good collection of jeresys, hats, and necklaces.

“We should go in! I wanna get a kc jersey” Ava exclaimed.

Ava dragged all of you in before you got to say anything.

The owner of the store watched y’all come in.

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You stood uncomfortably while your friends Ava and Arabella scrolled through the jerseys for the chiefs.

That’s when your friend Ava got the jersey she wanted but something unexpected happened. She pulled out the jersey you least expected her to pick.

As she looked at the jersey you noticed the last name.

‘Mahomes’

Ava exclaimed happily as she and Arabella both got Mahomes jerseys. Julie could read your expression.

“Are you okay?” Julie asked beside you.

You snapped back to reality and nodded to reassure her you were okay. She smiled at you but didn’t say nothing after that.

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When your friends finally decided what to get y’all headed to the cashier. You were the only one who didn’t get anything. You noticed that the owner kept looking at you but you just wanted to get out of that store as soon as possible.

When your friend Ava went to check out, the owner suddenly spoke up.

“Hey I know you” the owner said as he looked directly at you. Your friends all turned to look at you confused.

You didn’t say anything as you become startled.

“Your his sister aren’t you?” the owner asked.

Your friends now looked back at the owner as they didn’t know what he was talking about.

“Who’s sister?” Ava asked the owner as she herself was confused.

The owner just laughed as he ringed up the jersey. You just stood still.

“That young lady is Patrick Mahomes sister” the owner explained.

That’s when all of your friends jaws dropped. Unfortunately the owner hadn’t been quiet and he alerted unwanted people. Your friends and people you didn’t even know were now staring at you.

You looked at the ground not knowing what to say.

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After what went down in the store things went downhill after that. You were getting unwanted attention from people.

Some people even followed you and your friends just to ask for a autograph or if you could get them to meet your brother. Your friends became dead silent and didn’t speak. You knew that the only thing you wanted to do was go home.

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You and your friends had settled down at a table. Your friends were going through what they got while you remained quiet.

mom

you :hey mom can you pick me up?

mom: sorry honey I can’t I’m doing something rn. Ask your brother since he’s home.

you: pat is home but I thought he couldn’t visit since he’s busy with games and stuff?

mom: he’s off for a couple of days until his next game just ask him, he should be home.

you:I don’t wanna bother him

mom: he won’t mind picking you up honey

you: okay I’ll tell him

mom: okay let me know when your home💗

You felt frustrated, you didn’t want your brother to pick you up. If he was here and people knew then that would cause chaos to erupt and you didn’t want anymore unwanted attention on you.

You decided to just text him.

patrick

you: hey can you pick me up from the mall?

Patrick: sure send me your location

*you send him your location*

Patrick: okay I’ll call you when I’m there

you: k

After texting your brother you decided to scroll on Tiktok to get your mind off things.

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After what felt like forever your phone ringed. You picked up.

Patrick: Hey I’m outside the entrance

You: Okay I’m going

After you said that you hanged up.

“Guys I’m gonna go” you said to your friends as you started to get up and get your things.

Your friends all nodded but didn’t really say anything.

“Bye!” You waved to them as you left. They waved back too but you knew there was tension.

*meanwhile you were leaving*

“I can’t believe she didn’t tell us she was his sister” Ava complained.

“Right I bet she gets spoiled so much” Julie assumed.

“Maybe we can use her to get to closer to him?” Ava suggested.

“We should!” All of your friends agreed.

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Once you left the mall you headed to your car. You opened the car door and got into the passenger seat. Patrick smiled at you and started the car.

You and your brother sat in silence while y’all headed home.

“How was it?” he asked looking at you.

“It was good” you answered shortly. He just gave you a another smile.

“Hey I talked to mom and dad and asked them if it was okay if you stayed with me for a while” Patrick said randomly.

You were shocked to say.

“Uh why?” You asked looking at him.

He looked back at you.

“Well I think it’s for the better so we can get closer you know” Patrick responded.

“Plus you get to see me play and go to my games and meet my teammates. Plus Britney is dying to meet you” Patrick explained.

You honestly didn’t know what to say or how to respond.

“I-I don’t know” you said unsure.

Patrick just sighed.

“Come on Y/N/N plus we get to bond” Patrick said.

“I think it’s better we stay the way we are” you answered. After that you looked away and stared at the buildings as you passed by them.

“What do you mean stay the way we are?” Patrick asked.

You turned to look at him.

“I mean like it’s better we keep our distance” You tried explaining.

“Your my sister shouldn’t we be closer” Patrick said as he sounded hurt.

“I don’t wanna be closer. Your my brother and you’ll always be but I don’t wanna be put in the spotlight. That’s you not me.” you responded.

“That’s unfair Y/N/N” Patrick commented.

“No it’s not” you replied.

“We’re siblings and plus mom and dad agreed so your coming wether you like it or not” Patrick responded.

You didn’t respond after that.

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Unfortunately ever since that day everything went downhill for you. Your friends had been using you and you found out after awhile. One day when Patrick picked you up from school they freaked out.

You hated it all you wanted was real friends but your brother took that from you too.

You had dropped your friends and they started harassing you after that. You just wanted your brother out of your life.

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A/n:Hii! This is a mini series I’m making but I’ll end the chapter with a cliff hanger, I’m still learning how to write better but I’m hoping to get better as time goes by! The series name is called “Your Brother is Here”

The series is basically about how your relationship with your brother gets better over time.

Until next time!

Bye:)