One Day We'll Be Old - Lewis Hamilton

Summary: Lewis is struggling with Mercedes and after some rational words and maybe a little slap of truth he'd been too petty to admit. He begins to think about what the rest of his life with his girlfriend looks like and how long he's really got with her.

Old soul/very rational and calm!reader

No part 2 requests please

Y/n smiles clapping her hands at her boyfriend as he walk towards the Mercedes unit after the finishing the media duties. He looks defeated and when he scoops her up in a hug she can feel his need to just be with someone who he feels safe and loved by.

Mercedes as a team loves and cares for Lewis but the actions on track don't feel like that and he's struggling to keep his head held high.

"It's ok. you did good. I'm so proud of you." Y/n smiles as he seems to hide his face in her neck while she gently rubs his back. "We've got a flight out of here back home in a couple hours. Debrief quick and then we can go."

"Yep. Let's make it quick." Lewis sighs earning nod before he kisses her. "I love you."

"I love you too. Let's get you moving." Y/n whispers her smile and soft voice seeming to bring a smile to his face.

Y/n does put effort in to reassure him and it works every time but really anyone who knows Lewis knows that she brings comfort to him and soothes him just from being present and there. Even just holding her hand settles him from any spike in emotion or nerves that he's been feeling.

The age gap earns judgement but y/n is an old soul who honestly is probably more mature than anyone that works in F1. Even more mature than Lewis himself.

Y/n sighs as they get into the first class section and she looks at her boyfriend as she gets him to take the window seat.

His mood still hadn't lifted much and y/n knows better than to push him into a good mood when he's not ready to be pushed into it.

One thing he does in a silent request for her touch is move the arm rest up making her smile and move to hug him. His tight hold giving her a sense of his emotions without any words.

She sighs tucking her hand under his top and just rubbing his skin with her hand to try and relax him at least enough to get through the flight without letting his upset get the better of him. And thankfully he falls asleep with no problem.

It's not too long of a flight so y/n doesn't end up sleeping instead managing to corral a flight attendant into getting her book from her carry on and starts reading while still in Lewis' hold. Making the mental note to give them a tip before they get off the flight.

"Are you reading more filth while on top of me?" Lewis questions making her look up at him grinning as she gently swats his thigh. "That's a yes."

"I read it for the plot."

"The plot being sex-you know you have me for that in real life right?" Lewis smirks while she jams the bookmark in and tucks it aside.

"Feeling in a better mood then?" Y/n asks softly earning a small nod. "We can talk about it at home if you need to."

And when they get off the flight with y/n making sure to tip the flight attendant for his aid with her book, then they head home and after a lot of cuddles with Roscoe who is over the moon to see his dad return home.

"Come on then, tell me what's happening." Y/n sighs as she gives him one of his pre-made meals from his chef who obviously keeps him on his diet and makes actually some of the best vegan meals she's ever seen. "I can't help if I don't know what you're thinking and as much as I pretend I'm a mind reader, I actually can't ."

Lewis smiles at his girlfriend's honestly. If there's one thing she should teach classes in, it's good communication. In fact it's almost communication to an extreme. She has such open communication style that Lewis is sometimes amazed by it.

"I knew leaving the team would come with the risk of being isolated and not favoured in races. But I thought the history would at least look past that." Lewis admits earning a softened expression. "It's not like it's everyone."

"It was a risk you too though, they feel betrayed by you too." Y/n states since she understands that Lewis has struggled with Mercedes for a couple years. "They're hurting that you're leaving because it feels like they gave you a lot of what you have and...now they're struggling you're leaving a sinking ship rather than staying with the team as they try to keep it a float...the way you feel now is how they felt discovering you're leaving."

Lewis hates that she's right and he hates even more to know that he's bringing any hurt to the team who may not have started his career in F1 but they certainly gave him so much.

"Just wait because they'll regret being like this and you can leave knowing you gave it your everything to work with them." Y/n smiles lightly then taking another breath in. "But you could stop with the comments to the media, it won't aid you if you want one last win with them."

"I'm not sure if I want a final win. They don't seem to care and I doubt they'd be there...Australia and Singapore gave me enough evidence for that." Lewis mutters which does really just break y/n's heart.

"You know...Michael Schumacher retired in Ferrari and came back into Mercedes before retiring again but everyone associates him with Ferrari no matter that he didn't end with them as a world champion in his final season." Y/n states while Lewis watches her knowing exactly what she's going to say. "You can leave Mercedes, but Mercedes will never leave you. It's ingrained into you. So you can either embrace the last few months or you can spend them fighting. Would you not rather have the ability to say you did everything to end on a good note even if they did nothing to work with you for the same?"

Now this is how Lewis knows y/n is a better person than him and maybe he'd say it's easy for her to suggest that he be the bigger person. But in the same way he knows she right on a moral level.

Two wrongs have never mad a right. Them wronging him doesn't give justice for him to diss the entire team when it's not the entire team hurting him. Many are doing their best to give him the best last year with them.

But he's feeling petty after that race and he's annoyed because George's had a scrappy race at best. Too many mistakes to justify him getting the podium.

Lewis ended up taking Roscoe out for a walk and when he gets back he finds y/n actually doing the house chores that he usually relies on his housekeeper to do. Soft music playing to fill the silence, just loud enough that she definitely hasn't realised he's back.

Y/n is just humming to herself sorting through their dirty clothes before she tosses them in the washing machine before disappearing into the closet while Lewis smirks and follows her.

It maybe is a little alarming that she's not noticed him in the slightest. But he also kind of likes seeing what she does when he's not around.

Seeing her in the closet he watches her reach into some of his hung up hoodies, some of which he's definitely never worn, before pulling it on since actually Monaco isn't as warm as she'd wish for it to be right now.

While she's pulling it on, he takes the opportunity to creep up on her and wraps his arms around her just as her head pops through the head hole. No surprise she jumps and he manages to shift his head back narrowly avoiding being head butted from her body jumping and spinning to see where he's gone.

"Lewis-when did you get back?" Y/n gasps making him smile at her.

"A few minutes ago. You were putting stuff in the washing machine." Lewis shrugs. "It's nice getting a peek at what you do when I'm not around."

"Not the most exciting or thrilling stuff." Y/n laughs lightly before she leans her head back to look at him more. "You seem to be in a better mood."

"I am. Much better mood." Lewis assures her while she smiles softly and kisses him. "I have you to thank, even if you are annoyingly kind and maybe too good for this world. You're right about wanting to be the bigger person."

"Well, the backhanded compliments are an interesting way to say I'm right but I'll take it."

"I do think, even with a few years left in the sport...we should talk." Lewis states making her almost step back with an uncertain look. "I'm trying to follow your lead with open communication."

Y/n looks at him with a raised eyebrow before she nods and gestures for them to get into the living room to have the talk since the closet doesn't exactly feel like the comfortable place for serious discussions.

After sitting down Lewis begins to feel the who idea of this discussion set him on edge a little.

"We've never really talked about the future with us." Lewis states making her raise her look at him in shock.

"No, we haven't...I didn't want to scare you." Y/n laughs lightly then sighing lightly with a smile. "What does our future look like to you?"

"You do make me want to settle down a little. But I have to finish the job with Ferrari. That's about 3 years...will you wait?" Lewis asks making her smile a little.

"That's a pretty big as for someone as young and with so much more life left in me." Y/n sighs leaning back with a faux solemn expression. "This was really just meant to be a bit of fun for a little bit."

A little bit in this case being now nearly 2 years.

"You're such a tease." Lewis laughs knowing she's only playing it up to mock him for even needing to ask if she'd wait for him to finish his F1 career as a driver.

"Lewis, neither of us are old yet. Just because you're coming to the end of your career as an F1 driver-a very long career that you should be so proud of...because I know everyone else is so proud of you. But when you do retire, it's a new life that you've got a lot of living to do in. And I'm going to be there with you throughout it all. Unless you decide you want rid of me...in which case I'll probably cry and take forever to get over you, but I hope we spend a long time living together."

"So if one day...sooner or later, I proposed or we starting hitting other milestones. You'd stick around and be happy?"

"Lewis, you make me so happy every single day and I know you give me a lot of credit for being the way I am...but you've influenced me to be a happier person even if you don't realise it." Y/n smiles moving closer to him. "You've really taught me how to actually have fun in life and not be that serious even if I am still...pretty serious about everything."

Lewis smiles pulling her over to straddle him with a sigh as he rubs her thighs.

"You have my promise, I'll be here every step of the rest of your career and after that, I'll be there to live our life together. You've got a hell of a long time with me." Y/n promises earning a grin. "And never ever think that you've got any less time in this world than me. Ok? One day we'll be old, but it's not any time soon and we're going to be old together, not one then the other. So you're not old till I'm old."

"That sounds great to me." Lewis nods before she leans over and kisses him. "I love you."

"I love you too."

Subspace Kitten

Note: I was struck by motivation. Bucky? subspace? aftercare? lay back and enjoy. 18+, no exceptions. feedback is and always will be appreciated!! .c

Bucky was furious. He slammed the front door to your shared apartment, not giving a shit that it was late at night and the neighbors were sleeping, and locked it. He faced the door as you anxiously stood behind him a few feet away, anticipating what was to come.

His shoulders were tense and you could practically see his rage in his stature alone, he didn’t have to confess he was angry beyond he’s ever been. It wasn’t entirely your fault, but most of the blame was on you. You disobeyed one of his rules. And daddy doesn’t like it when his kitten disobeys his rules.

You knew that but he’s the one who ignored you all night when you just wanted his attention. He’s been on a total of twenty missions, short and long, in one month. The days grew dreary and the nights left you lonely, aching for him. All you wanted was to leave Tony’s party early and get back home so you could have him to yourself.

The longer he made you wait, the more antsy and impatient you became. Your attitude shown through and you made one too many snarky comments during one of his conversations. It didn’t embarrass him, it wasn’t too big of a deal and the people he spoke to didn’t pay any attention, but Bucky knew…this was just the beginning of one of your bratty episodes, and he was sure to put a stop to it.

“I want you naked and waiting for me on the bed. Understood?” He ordered, his voice low and eerily calm, still facing the door. You swallowed nervously but couldn’t ignore the shiver that ran down your spine. You figured you didn’t speak soon enough because within mere seconds, Bucky turned around and stalked towards you, his metal hand squeezing your neck.

You gasped and tried to hide the smile your lips nearly displayed. “Understood?” He spoke firmly, his eyes staring into yours, the twinkle in them just begging you to disobey him one more time tonight. You nodded and gulped. “Understood, Daddy.” You whimpered, sighing when he released your neck.

Bucky stayed behind as you left to go to your bedroom, stripping along your way, dropping your clothes in a trail to let him know you’re following his instructions. You climbed on top of the bed and sat on your knees with your hands joined together on your lap.

The anticipation was excruciating. Bucky knew that making you wait only furthered your arousal, hence making you beg for him - which he loves. He never had power or control over things, not even himself, and when you two met when you were recruited, things fell into place. From friends to lovers, to dom and sub. He had power and control over you and you drank it in with an angelic smile and devilish eyes.

He’s always gentle, except when you disobey. You trust him and he trusts you. You enjoy it when he’s rough just as much as when you two have slow and gentle sex. It’s always passionate, never faltering in it’s fire and desire for one another.

The sound of heavy boots echoing in the hallway made you look up towards the door. Bucky appeared in the doorway and stopped there, his broad, tall body completely covering the open space. “Good, you followed orders, finally.” His tone was mocking and a bit smart ass-y.

You stayed put, twitching in your spot as he started walking closer. As he walked, your eyes trailed along his body and you felt your pussy clench just from thinking of what he was going to do to you.

Bucky stood in front of you, his eyes on yours. The height difference resulted in his crotch being a little closer to your face. His flesh hand reached out to hold onto your cheek, his thumb caressing the skin. Before you had the chance to nuzzle into his tough and enjoy it, he slid his hand to the back of your head, gripping tightly onto your hair.

He roughly pulled your face forward so you were eye level with the large bulge in his pants. You licked your lips subconsciously and Bucky chuckled deeply above you. “Aw, kitten…” He cooed, jerking your head back, making you look up at him. You whimpered at the sting on your scalp. His grip was harsh.

“Good girls get rewarded, kitten. You disobeyed Daddy, so you get punished. That seems fair, huh?” He asked with raised eyebrows, his bright smile making your stomach flip with nervousness. You nodded. “Yes, Daddy.” You said, your thighs squeezing together. Bucky’s eyes dropped to your lap for only a second before meeting yours again.

His hand left your hair but you stayed still. He reached for his belt and unbuckled it, he metal clinking together like music to your ears. You watched patiently, the idea that he was going to fuck your mouth made you wet. But he had different plans. “Turn around. On your knees.” He ordered, holding the belt in his hand.

You followed his orders and shakily moved onto your knees, your fingers digging into the comforter as your feet dangled off the side of the bed. Bucky hummed and suddenly you felt the stinging pain of the belt whipping your ass. “Stay quiet.” He said as he heard you gasp, a loud whine begging to escape.

You exhaled, your chest fluttering as you fought the urge to make a noise. “Count.” He said, pulling the belt back once more. You counted as he went, your ass burning more and more with each slash of the belt.

“T-ten!” You choked out, your arms were wobbling as you struggled to keep yourself up. Your ass was throbbing and you knew it’d be bruised tomorrow. He was whipping you harder than he has before, but you deserved it.

Tears prickled in your eyes and Bucky continued to whip you ten more times. Your ass burned, it hurt, and you were sure you’d pass out from feeling so lightheaded if he kept going. Bucky threw the belt to the side and began undressing, you could hear his clothes shuffling behind you.

When he was done, he sat beside you and pulled you over his lap, rubbing his hand over your swollen and aching ass cheeks. “Good girl,” he cooed, but he wasn’t finished with you, you knew that. Bucky grabbed a fist full of your hair again and you felt his flesh fingers rubbing your soaking core between your legs.

“Fuck, my little Princess is so ready for me. Isn’t she? Too bad she’s been a naughty girl.” Bucky’s voice was rough and low, taunting and dripping with domination. He wanted you to beg for him, he wanted to hear you whine and plead for him to destroy you. You whimpered as your pussy finally felt a little bit of relief.

You wiggled your hips back and forth, pushing back against Bucky’s hand. “Ah ah, behave.” He jerked your head back and you moaned. “Remember, you’re not allowed to cum. If you do, you’ll regret it.” He growled, his mouth right at your ear. “Yes, Daddy.” You sighed, feeling his fingers rub against your entrance, gathering your wetness.

Bucky’s pinky and ring finger slid into your pussy and you gasped, your pussy clenching around them. “Mm, kitten, you’re so tight.” He mumbled, his eyes drinking in your body lying over his lap. He rubbed his middle finger and index finger over your puckered asshole, slowly entering them inside.

Before you could stretch enough to take his fingers, Bucky started pounding his fingers in and out of your holes at a fast pace, your ass jiggling and his bicep flexing from the force. “Oh, Daddy!” You squealed at the pleasure, thrashing in his lap.

You wanted to cum so badly, your mind was becoming hazy as his fingers brought you to the edge, only his order made you stay right there, never releasing. “Daddy wants you to beg, kitten.” Bucky said, his hand leaving your hair. Your head fell forward, your breathing labored and your voice lost.

Bucky slapped your ass and pulled his fingers out of your holes, only to shove them even harder back inside. Your body jolted against his thighs and you whimpered, your mind buzzing with the want to release. “Daddy, let me c-cum, please!” You begged, your eyes squeezing shut.

A growl fell from his lips and he jerked you up, manhandling you. Your eyes were hooded as you looked at Bucky. H smirked at you, raising an eyebrow, as if he were testing you. He slid three fingers into your pussy this time, the stretch making you gasp. He fingered you hard and fast, while wrapping his metal hand around your neck.

Bucky brought your face close to his, your air cut off just a tad. “Oh Daddy, please, please! I want to cum!” You cried, feeling like you were going to break very soon. Bucky slowed his fingers but kept them deep inside of you, hitting that one delicious spot that made you melt in his hands.

Your eyes rolled back and his hand squeezed your throat harder. “No.” He said, making your eyes flash open. He nearly came right then and there, you looked so worn out and he hasn’t even fucked you properly yet.

“But Daddy!” You sobbed, your eyebrows creasing together. Bucky licked a stripe up your cheek, gathering your tears on his tongue. “I said.. no.” He wasn’t letting up and you knew he could make this last all night.

After bringing you to the edge a few times, Bucky grabbed your hips and lined himself up with your pussy, sitting there. You waited for him to enter you but he watched you, waiting to see if you’d disobey by sitting on his thick cock. You knew better, so you waited.

Your eyes met his and you grabbed his biceps, squeezing. “Daddy, I want you to fuck me, please. I need you, I need your big cock inside of me. Please, please. Daddyyyy.” You begged like a little girl, your mind started to cloud over. You weren’t sure what was happening but it’s something you’re never felt before.

Bucky moaned and he couldn’t wait any longer. He roughly sat you down on his cock, again not giving you time to adjust. He stood up with you in his arms and grabbed your hips, pulling you off his cock, only to slam you back down repeatedly.

“You,” thrust “are not” thrust “allowed to” thrust “cum” thrust.

You screamed and your head fell backwards, your mouth hanging open. Your body was shaking from the pain mixed with pleasure. “Fuuuck!” He groaned as he hit deep and hard, your walls squeezing around him in the best way.

Bucky continued to fuck you against him while he stood there. Your arms wrapped around his neck as he slammed you down on his cock over and over, picking up speed every now and then.

“Oh, fuck yes, Daddy! Daddy, yes!” You squealed, your legs shaking around Bucky’s waist. He rest his forehead against yours and he flopped down onto his back on the bed, bending his knees and planted his feet on the mattress. You lied on his chest and he grabbed your ass for leverage, and started thrusting as fast and as hard as he could into your pussy.

You became overwhelmed with the pleasure and held your breath, your pussy throbbing and clenching, squeezing Bucky’s cock so hard he was growling in your ear at how good you felt around him. “You’re such a bad girl. I should just get myself off and punish you for a few days.” He rasped in your ear.

Your mind was elsewhere now, your vision blurry and your mouth pouring words you couldn’t understand, you just knew you wanted to cum now and Bucky wouldn’t let you because you were a bad girl earlier.

Bucky gasped as he felt himself get closer to the edge and slowed his pace, his arms wrapping around your lower back as he thrust inside of you. “Please, please, please…” You begged and cried, shaking in his arms. “I want…I want to cum, Daddy, please, let me cum…” Bucky shuddered beneath you and he growled in pleasure, flipping you over onto your back and pinning you beneath him.

“You were such a bad little girl, kitten. I don’t think you deserve to cum.” He said with a wicked smile. He stopped and rest his cock inside of you, your pussy full and throbbing. Tears fell from your eyes again and Bucky noticed you didn’t look all there, but he figured you were so ready to cum, you were going to do it anyways.

So he started fucking you again roughly, this time reaching so deep, your back arched off the bed and you screamed, a cry breaking through your mouth and piercing his ears. “Cum, kitten! Fucking cum!” He strained, feeling himself come close to the edge. You did as you were told and came so hard, your mind went blank.

Bucky continued to fuck you both through your orgasms and you whimpered, begging him to keep going, to let you cum again, to let him forgive you. “I’m a good girl, Daddy. I-I promise, just let me cum. Let me cum. I’m sorry.” Your eyes were searching for his and Bucky was breathing heavily as he looked into your eyes.

He stopped moving and watched you closely. “Please, Daddy. Please… I’m not gonna disobey again, I..” You were out of breath and pulled Bucky closer, your lips trembling as you cried softly. You looked…younger, innocent, like you were in trouble. You were, but this was different.

Your eyes were rolling into the back of your head, struggling with the overwhelming sense of pleasure. Bucky swallowed and wiped your tear stained cheeks. “Hey…hey..” Bucky said softly, his whole demeanor changing. “Kitten, it’s okay. You finished for Daddy, you’re okay.” His rubbed your cheek and you didn’t nuzzle into it like you usually do.

“Daddy…Daddy..I’m a good girl. I won’t disobey you again. I’m a good girl, right?” You questioned, your mind still cloudy and your mouth repeating itself. Bucky kissed your forehead and realized he fucked you into subspace. It’s never happened before and he wasn’t sure what to do.

“Baby, I’m Bucky now. You’re my precious, sweet little Y/N. I’m not mad at you.” He kissed your neck, your collarbones, moving up to your cheeks. You hummed and closed your eyes. “Daddy, I’m a good girl.” Bucky nodded and rubbed your sides. “You are a good girl. I need you to come back to me, alright?” He ordered gently, his heart beating wildly in his chest.

He knew he was being rough but he didn’t know he was being that rough. He knew you felt good and he had your consent, he was just worried you wouldn’t come back down from this ecstasy high in subspace.

Bucky ran his fingers through your hair and kissed your lips, feeling you react lazily. You pouted and whined, your chest heaving. “But I’m right here, Daddy.” You looked at him curiously. He smiled uneasily. “Y/N, come back to me. please. Come on…” He urged, his hands gentle on your skin.

He pulled his softened cock out of you and you whined, missing the feeling of being full. Bucky sat you up and kissed your forehead. He grabbed the water bottle you left on the bedside table earlier that day and pulled your chin, opening your mouth. “Drink this, baby..” You nodded and did as he said, not realizing how thirsty you really were.

“Better?” He asked, smiling at you. “Daddy, I’m sorry.” You pouted, still in subspace, which frightened Bucky. “Doll, I’m Bucky now. Come on, you need to lie down, okay?” You nodded your head and pushed your bottom lip out. “Cuddle me, Daddy. Cuddle.” You made grabby hands at Bucky and he sat up against the headboard, pulling the blankets around you both after you sat in his lap.

Bucky rubbed your back as you rest your head on his shoulder, your face in the crook of his neck. “You’re such a good girl, you know that? I love you so much.” He whispered, playing with your hair. You hummed in appreciation, too drained to reply.

You felt yourself slowly coming down and sighed contently, opening your eyes. Bucky’s soft touches and soothing voice made you aware of what was going on now. “I love you too, Bucky.” You whispered, lifting up to kiss his cheek. Bucky looked at you in surprise and held your cheeks in his hands, looking into your eyes.

“Y/N.. You such a good job.” He praised you, pulling you in for a kiss. You smiled against his lips, moving closer to him. “That was good, really good.” You sighed, biting his bottom lip. Bucky chuckled and hugged you close. “Sorry if I was too rough. Thought I lost you for good for a moment.” He looked down at you with a worried smile.

You realized what must’ve happened. “I’ve never felt like that before.” You said, trailing your hand along his chest. Bucky wanted to explore it a bit more, he was afraid to admit it excited him, fucking you into subspace. But he knew tonight, you both had enough.

“Let’s get some rest, Doll.” You both got into a spooning position, holding each other close, falling into a peaceful sleep.

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unknownmystery22

4 years ago

Have a good day 😌💖

😐 How dare you.

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4 years ago

niall quite literally being a cupcake via instagram stories

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7 months ago

WEIRD QUESTIONS ~ F1 TEXTS

summary: just you and your weird questions for your f1 bf

starring: max verstappen, charles leclerc, carlos sainz jr., sebastian vettel, lando norris, oscar piastri

warnings: none

🚨ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE🚨

🚨REQUESTS ARE OPEN🚨

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4 years ago

via Chris’ Instagram story.

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unknownmystery22

4 years ago

This is AWESOME!!!!!!

Lost on You

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Peter Parker x Sister!Reader Steve Rogers x Reader Avengers x Reader; Hybrid Social Media AU

Summary: Y/N Parker is Peter’s older sister. She is ten years older than Peter, making her 26 years-old. She is also an Avenger, her powers are very similar to Wanda’s; telekinesis, mind reading, teleportation, and elemental bending. She has been an Avenger far longer than Peter, and like Peter her identity is kept a secret. As well as being an Avenger she works in the lab alongside Tony, she is a science genius. She has also been dating Steve Rogers for the past 3 years. Their relationship is as great as it can possibly be, that is until Steve does something that has Y/n questioning not only their entire relationship, but her place in the Avengers. It opens her eyes to how much of her life has revolved around Steve and work. Never really experiencing life like everyone else her age has.

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Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Epilogue *part 1*

Epilogue *part 2*

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unknownmystery22

3 years ago

reblog and make a wish! this was removed from tumbrl due to “violating one or more of Tumblr’s Community Guidelines”, but since my wish came true the first time, I’m putting it back. :)

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unknownmystery22

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