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To Fall for a Friend

pairing: Stiles x Reader

an episode-by-episode Teen Wolf fic that incorporates the reader into the series

Friends to Lovers type beat.

Y/N and Scott McCall have known each other since birth, being as their families were close friends. They did everything together, including meeting and befriending Stiles Stilinski. Y/N only ever knew him as Scott’s good friend. But suddenly, sophomore year changes everything. She now has to juggle everything from newly-found popularity to exposure to the supernatural world and a new romance that she’s been wishing for since she was a child.

Season One -> (COMPLETE)

Season Two -> (COMPLETE)

on a hiatus until further notice

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Upside Down Feelings

an episode-by-episode Stranger Things fic that incorporates the reader into the series

pairing: Steve Harrington x Reader (slow burn) also a not so casual fling with Eddie The Freak Munson

Enemies to Lovers type beat.

Y/N Henderson is your typical high school girl with typical problems; falling out with her best friend, an annoying little brother, and a chronically unpopular standing in school. Little did she know that after the disappearance of Will Byres, her world would be flipped upside down.

Season One -> (COMPLETE)

Season Two -> (COMPLETE)

Season Three -> (IN PROGRESS)

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on a hiatus until september 5th

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Steve Harrington fics

Scary Movie with Steve Pt. 1 ->

Scary Movie with Steve Pt. 2 ->

Head Over Heels (one shot) ->

Peter Parker fics

Tighty Whiteys Part One ->

Tighty Whiteys Part Two ->

Omega

I know, I know it’s been a while, but I’m back. This is based off of Season 2 episode 1. To catch the rest of my Stiles Sis Fic Series click here: Stiles Sis Series Masterlist. As a super brief intro for those who are new, this is a series that follows the show with an added plot for the reader who is Stiles’ sister. Most stories can be read stand alone or in order. If you have any questions feel free to ask.

It had been two days since the formal. Two days since Peter and Kate were killed.Two days since Derek became the Alpha and bit Jackson. Two days since Allison’s dad held Scott at gunpoint until the two agreed to never see each other again. And in those two days neither you nor Stiles had left the hospital. Lydia was healing and seemed fine, she claimed that she didn’t remember anything, and you hoped for her sake that was true. While you and Stiles were there, Scott and Allison were sneaking around behind her parents’ backs and making the most of being young and in love.

However today would be different, it was the start of the next big Beacon Hills crisis, though no one knew it yet. It all started with a shower, taken by everyone’s favorite Strawberry Blonde. Though it was not as much the shower as it was what happened while she was in the shower. You and Stiles were able to hear her scream from the hallway and by the time you made it in her room, she was gone. Seemingly disappearing into thin air…or out of a window. Either way, no one knew if she left or was taken. No one really knew if she was really in her right mind. All that they knew was that she was out there somewhere naked and afraid.

Stiles called Scott and he came to the hospital. You had managed to grab her hospital gown. The goal was for Scott to track her down by scent. As the three of you were about to pull out, Allison came up behind the car. She informed you guys that she was going with because Lydia was her friend too. The four of you searched for her, but nothing turned up. After a long night, you all decided that you would have to turn in.

The next morning, you didn’t want to go to school. Your brother picked a fight with your dad on the subject but lost. Your dad was right, no one knew why she went missing and every police officer in Beacon Hills was out looking for her. Besides. he didn’t want the two of you out there when there was a killer on the loose. He promised to text both of you if they found anything and hugged you both before chasing down a new lead.

The school day was eventful. Jackson started rejecting the bite, which concerned Derek. Though none of you knew that at the time. Stiles was making plans to find Lydia, especially if she had turned. He started retracing everything that happened to Scott when he turned to see if he could predict her next move. Scott was trying to comfort Allison, who was upset about going to her aunt’s funeral. He promised her that he was going to go and be there for her despite her dad. 

You were, for the first time in your life, considering skipping school to go find Lydia. You knew that your dad had your best interest in mind, but he didn’t know the full extent of how dangerous it was for her to be out there. He didn’t know that Derek was probably searching for her, or that the Argent’s were hunting her down, he still didn’t know about any of it. You were on your way out to the parking lot during free period to ‘borrow’ Stiles’ jeep when you were abruptly pulled into an empty classroom. You turned around to meet the face of a scared and bruised Isaac Lahey.

“Isaac?”

“Y/n, I’m sorry I just wanted to talk and I saw you headed out and…”

“It’s okay Isaac, do you want to talk here or do you want to go find somewhere more private?”

“Actually, I was hoping you’d go for a ride with me,”

“Sure thing,”

Isaac and you had been super close since you were kids. You had always been there for him, and were one of the few people he had trusted about his dad. To be honest seeing him like this now was hard on you. You felt like a horrible friend since you hadn’t really made time to check in on him with all of the werewolf stuff that had been going on.

“How are you?” you asked.

“I’ve been better. I’ve been busy between school, lacrosse, and work. That’s actually what I wanted to talk to you about…” he trailed off.

“Okay, shoot,” you said reassuringly.

“I was working last night when the graveyard was robbed. I was… well, it doesn’t matter. But afterward this man came up to me and said that he knew about my dad and had a solution.” 

“What kind of solution?” you asked sincerely.

“You wouldn’t believe me if I told you, but it would guarantee that my dad couldn’t hurt me anymore,” he explained.

“Is it safe?” you asked aware of the fact that he was hiding it for a reason.

“It’s worth it, I think,”

“Then what’s holding you back?”

“I don’t want everything to change,”

“Well, I can promise you that I will be here no matter what you decide to do. This,” you said gesturing between the two of you, “won’t change,”

“Thanks, Y/n,”

The two of you continued to talk for the rest of your free period at which time you went to steal Roscoe and search for Lydia, but it seemed that Stiles had beaten you to it.

Speaking of Stiles, he and Scott had just managed to sneak to the funeral, where they were caught by your dad and put in the back of a squad car. They sat back there for almost two hours until the funeral was completely over and every last Argent had left. Before they’d even got out of the parking lot to head to Scott’s house, your dad received a report over the radio saying that an ambulance had been hit and it looked like another animal attack. That was all that it took for Scott and Stiles to dart out the back and make their way to the jeep, hoping to find Lydia.

By the time that they arrived, it was starting to get dark. Scott was about to leave to go follow the scent when Stiles stopped him.

“Please Scott, please just find her,”

“I’m going to. We aren’t going to let anything happen to her. Everything will be alright, I promise,”

Stiles just nodded, the toll of what could be happening to her was setting in and he could feel himself losing control over his anxiety. He decided to go confront his dad head on this time, hoping to buy Scott time and ground himself. He just wanted Lydia back. It was as he was talking to his dad that he saw her peek out from the trees. Naked and dirty, but alive and here. 

“Well? Isn’t anyone going to get me a coat?” she asked.

Stiles nearly fell over trying to get his dad’s coat to take to her. His dad just rolled his eyes before shrugging off his coat and bringing it to her. There would be so many unanswerable questions about where she had been for the last twenty-four hours. But they could wait until she was safe, warm, and fully clothed back in the hospital.

Meanwhile, Scott had tracked the scent. Only it hadn’t lead to Lydia but to an Omega who he could tell was responsible for the ambulance attack. He just wanted to talk, to help him. But before he knew the Omega was trapped in one of the Argent’s traps and Scott was being held back by Derek, forced to watch as they brutally murdered the werewolf that had claimed innocence. 

When Allison’s dad had called Gerard out of breaking their sacred code, Gerard answered, “There is no code. Not when they murdered my daughter. From now on these things are just bodies waiting to be cut in half. It doesn’t matter if they are wounded and weak, seemingly harmless. I don’t care if the beg for their lives promising that they never have and never will kill, or if they are lost souls desperate with no idea of what they got themselves into. We will find them and we will kill them. We will kill all of them!”

And with that Scott’s worse fear was confirmed, Gerard had come to wage a war. A war that he was not going to be able to stay out of. He knew already that this would bring more loss to Beacon Hills. All that he could try to do now is protect his people. Little did he know that later that night Derek would be adding to that list of people who we would need to protect. 

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Here lies the tragedy, comments are always welcome :)

Smut is marked *** 

Last Updated 11/09/18

Hiatus: Series is taking a short break and will pick back up.. eventually

Alpha’s Duties 

When Y/N steps foot in Beacon Hills, she has one goal. Save the McCall pack. She had rules, no boys, no friends, just a job, but that all changed when she fell for the alpha.

One – Two – Three – Four – Five – Six – Seven – Eight* – Nine –Ten – Epilogue

Boy Meets Girl 

Dylan O’Brien has it all. A famous acting career, a famous girlfriend, roaring fans.. the only thing he doesn’t have, is true love. That all changes when he meets the not so starstuck, Y/N. You know what they say about hollywood, it loves a dirty little secret.

One – Two – Three – Four – Five – Six – Seven – Eight – Nine –Epilogue

It’s Just A Word // Soulmate AU

When you turn 13, you get a word. One word, which only your soulmate can see. Y/N spent her time covering up hers, until one day she meets the one person who would do anything to keep his from coming true.

Prologue – One – Two – Three – Four  – Five – Six – Seven* – Eight  –Nine – Ten – Eleven – Twelve – Thirteen – Fourteen – Fifteen – Epilogue

Falling Backwards // High School AU  [Hiatus]

A failed test and hurtful comment turn into a new math equation for Y/N and resident player Stiles Stilinski. So the question remains, what do you get when you add a fuckboy + Sweet talking LAX bro + High School mean girls + And a Deal? The D.U.F.F

One – Two – Three

Soul Survivor

In times of war, when it’s the hunters verses the hunted, no one can keep their hands clean. When an ally comes from shadows.. Stiles and the McCall pack have a tough choice to make about the lesser of two evils and what they are willing to do to survive.

Prologue

Sacrifices 

There’s a couple things you need to know about Y/N Stilinski. She loves her dad. She loves her mischievous little brother. And she may or may not still love her best friend from High School, Derek Hale. What she doesn’t love, however, is being lied to. Repeatedly. 

One – Two – Three – Four – Five –  Six

Fair Beacon Hills 

From ancient grudge break to new mutiny, Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean. From forth the fatal loins of these two foes, A pair of star-cross’d lovers take their life choose their path.

One – Two – Three

Stiles Stilinski

Bad Habits Die Hard

The Funeral

Lineage (Stydia/Scalia)

Void

Never Trust A Fox

Derek Hale

Grinchwolf [Christmas Special]

Tiny Traitor [Christmas Special]

Age Restriction

Wanted

Theo Raeken 

An Empty Glass 

Terrible Timing (Thiam) 

Blurried Lines (Stiles/Theo/Reader)

Isaac Lahey

A New Fairytale 

Sterek

Never Again

TW & Their Hogwarts Houses

Stiles Stilinski

Lydia Martin

Kira Yukimura

Riverdale

Betty Cooper

Veronica Lodge

Cheryl Blossom

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Words Hurt//Fuckboy!Dylan AU – By @writersoull

Mistakes and Regret – By @madjor99

Riddle to Solve – By @roscoeknows

Memory Found – By @all-alone-he-turns-to-stone

Do You Love Me? – By @dylanobemineforever

It’s Okay, You Don’t Have To Love Me – By @redbrickisaac

Pup and Baby Wolf – By @mixedupsammy

Unspoken Attraction Masterlist

My very first Charles Leclerc fanfiction !

Summary :

Y/N, the younger sister of renowned Alpine F1 driver Pierre Gasly, has always kept her distance from the chaotic world of racing. Focused on her studies and determined to make a name for herself, she never imagined being drawn into the adrenaline-fueled universe of motorsport.

That all changes after a celebration for Pierre’s big win, where Y/N crosses paths with Charles Leclerc, Ferrari’s rising star and her brother’s best friend. Charles has always seen her as "Pierre’s little sister," but this time, things are different. Sparks fly, boundaries blur, and the pair find themselves navigating a connection that grows stronger with every shared moment.

Chapters :

Chapter 1 : The meeting

Chapter 2 : A familiar stranger

Chapter 3 : Protective instincts

Chapter 4 : Shattered expectations

Chapter 5 : Tension rises

Chapter 6 : The ball in Monaco

Chapter 7 : A brother protection

Chapter 8 : A conversation long overdue

Chapter 9 : The chase for forgiveness

Chapter 10 : Breaking down the walls

Chapter 11 : Crossing Boundaries

Chapter 12 : Push forward

Chapter 13 : The beggining of something real

Chapter 14 : Monaco break

Chapter 15 : The night that was too quiet

Chapter 16 : A morning full of surprises

Chapter 17 : Padel games

Chapter 18 : A night out

Chapter 19 : Hold back

Chapter 20 : Morning of desire (smut)

Chapter 21 : High above love (smut)

Chapter 22 : Monza Magic

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Stolen moments @angeli-marco-writes

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**Single all the way @heyhihellowhatsup0

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Gone @dahliaspidey

Those summer night @waitimcomingtoo

Different now @tomhollandsblog

(Un)expected @luciwritesstuff

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Wicked game @waitimcomingtoo

To be real @softholand

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✕ MASTERLIST

CREDITS:  dolanpears on instagram for masterlist image ! thank u 

SIDE NOTES: typos | cheesy thank u | PSA as far as racial inclusion ! Bolded titles are the two most recent fics! (★) soulmate au

ETHAN DOLAN

 ╳ DRABBLES 

✕ DECADES WITH YOU: A very short drabble about your (and Ethan’s) ideal futures down the road. (1.7K+)

╳ ONE-SHOTS 

✕ TILL DAWN: A quick fic about a sleepover with your stupid best friend Ethan and his stupid cuteness. (4.5K+) 

✕ RUMOR HAS IT: You and Ethan accidentally match outfits at a Halloween party. This does more good than harm. Well, for the most part. (4.6K+)

✕ DAYLIGHT SAVINGS: Soulmate AU where the day you meet your soulmate is tattooed to your wrist – includes hopelessness, stupid parties, cute lookout points, pie, and of course, ethan. (4.6K+) (★)

✕ FORGET ME NOTS: Soulmate AU where your soulmates last words are written on your wrist – In which you meet a very special boy at your mother’s Alzheimers care center.  (21.4K+) (★)

╳ MULTI-PARTS

✕ LEMON BOY SERIES 🍋

Ethan doesn’t really like anything – not even himself, for the longest time. He likes books, he likes stick ‘n’ poke tattoos, and he likes you. Luckily, you’re there to introduce him to a whole new world of really good things. He’ll see. – based on songs from Cavetown || PLAYLIST

-  1  | Lemon Boy (14.6K+): Ethan’s a real bitter guy who doesn’t like people, okay? Well, he likes you. But that’s it.

- 1½ | Banana Bread (5.2K+): Ethan and Y/N’s first time together. It’s slow, it’s soft, it’s a little anxious, but it’s tooth-achingly sweet. 18+

-  2   | 888 (4.4K+): (Technical ‘epilogue’ to Lemon Boy.) Short and sweet snippets of the end of high school through the first year of college.  

-  3   | Boys Will Be Bugs (23.2K+): Ethan’s POV – A better look at how Ethan really feels about… well, everything. From his impressionable and incredibly sensitive toddler years to the end of college, it’s his turn to talk. 

- 3½ | It’s U (1.7K+): It’s about fucking time he proposed. 

GRAYSON DOLAN

╳ DRABBLES 

✕ RUBIK’S CUBE: Grayson Dolan cannot figure you out for the life of him, but he sure loves trying. (2.1K+)

╳ ONE-SHOTS

✕ SHARED COVERS: When it becomes habitual for Grayson to climb in with you at night, and both of you are avoiding the elephant in the room, and Ethan’s a bit tired of it all the while. (5.4K+)

✕ LOCKS OF LOVE: Soulmate AU where there is a piece of your soulmates hair in your hair – In which Grayson accidentally starts a hair dying war that you are stubborn to end. (5.1K+) (★)

✕ JUKE JAM:  Grayson’s a little emotionally unavailable. But will that stop him from winning your heart? Well, maybe a little. – Based on the song Juke Jam by Chance the Rapper (17.6+)

✕ PEOPLE LIKE GRAYSON: The last words your soulmate will say to you are tattooed on your wrist. – 

“People like me don’t deserve people like Grayson,” you cried, burrowing your head in your arms.

Dr. Schneit grabbed your shoulder and squeezed it and said, “People like Grayson deserve people like you.”  (14.9K+) (★)

✕ LITTLE LUKE MCIVER: Kindergarten teacher Grayson Dolan is the only one who can crack the shell of Luke McIver, your newest case in social work. So you’ll need him to stick around. (15.2K+) 

Styles: The documentary (Harry Styles Fic)

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Summary: A documentary is being filmed about Harry’s life, and as his fiancée, you’re interviewed to share your perspective. Reflecting on how you met, your first date, and the special moments that brought you closer, you open up about your relationship and the journey you’ve taken together.

A/n: Hello my loves, this is something i've wanted to finish and now i had the chance! it's just fluffly moments, i hope you like it! i'd love to make even more moments around this, let me know if you'd like that too

Word count: 1.9k

Warnings: it jumps from past to present many times so i tried my best to make it clear!

“Is it on right now?” You fixed your hair one more time, sitting up straight on the stool. In front of you was a big camera, a large light to your left pointing directly at you, and crew bustling all over the recording studio.

“Yes, now rolling,” said Drew, the cameraman who had been following you and Harry everywhere lately.

“So…” You chuckled nervously. It was the first day of filming Harry’s documentary. As his long-time girlfriend and newly fiancée, you were obviously a part of it. Today, they were shooting a series of interviews, starting with yours.

“How did you meet Harry?” Drew asked, smiling kindly. Out of everyone on the crew, he had the best knack for making people feel at ease, which was crucial for getting personal stories on camera.

“Oh… that’s a good one,” you said, smiling as your mind wandered back, recalling every detail.

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FLASHBACK

“I’m here for an interview,” you said to the receptionist, a nice woman seated at the front desk of a towering building.

“Company?” she asked, typing something into her computer.

“Pleasing,” you replied confidently. Somehow, one of your favorite brands had noticed you. Your portfolio had managed to shine among the sea of other creative directors. You weren’t actively searching for a new job, but when the email popped up in your inbox, you thought it was spam—or maybe a prank. But no, it was as real as Harry Lambert himself, the co-creative director of Pleasing. You had needed two full cups of coffee just to process how to respond.

“Third floor. You’ll need to wear this visibly.” She handed you a lanyard with a visitor badge.

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“Y/N Y/L/N!” a cheerful voice called from inside a large, boldly decorated office. Taking a deep breath, you stepped inside.

You’ve got this. You’ve got this.

“Please, sit,” said Lambert, gesturing toward a chair in front of his desk, which was cluttered with photos, papers, and scattered sketches. The room smelled of vanilla and cloves, matching the warm, colorful furniture.

“Thank you,” you replied shyly as you took your seat. Normally, in your position at your job, you felt powerful, commanding respect and creativity daily. But now, in this space, you felt… small.

“Thank you for taking the time to come,” Lambert said warmly.

He’s thanking me?

“We don’t usually hire for such a high position, but I’m stepping away to focus on a personal project, and H is already stretched too thin. So, this isn’t really an interview; it’s an offer—and a chance to get to know you.”

You blinked, a bit stunned. Shaking yourself out of it, you managed to reply, “Yes, of course. I completely understand. But… can I ask? How did you find me?”

“Your boss is an old friend of mine. He talks endlessly about your talent, and, well… I’m stealing you from him,” Lambert said with a grin.

“Oh… yeah… I mean, Mark is great, and I’ve loved my time there. But Pleasing? It’s like a creative playground for me. Honestly, I’m honored.”

Lambert smiled knowingly and launched into an explanation of the job—the highs, the challenges, your responsibilities, the budget. You hadn’t even officially said yes, but he was already discussing deadlines and brainstorming future campaigns. It was overwhelming, but you were exhilarated. Somehow, in the middle of all this, your dream job had landed in your lap.

One Month In

“Y/N, they need you in the meeting room,” your assistant, Faye, called as you inspected samples—16 shades of pink, to be exact.

“Who’s ‘they’?” you asked, still scanning the swatches.

“H and Lambert,” she replied in her usual high-pitched tone.

“Sure, I’ll be right… wait, who’s H?” you asked, eyes widening. Could H be who you thought it was?

She just nodded, and you grabbed your iPad, practically sprinting to the meeting room. You paused at the door for a quick breath before stepping inside. “Good morning…”

And there he was—H.

He immediately stood and approached you with a warm, genuine smile. “It’s so good to finally meet you,” he said in his low, raspy voice, shaking your hand firmly.

“The feeling’s mutual. I was starting to think Lambert’s ‘H’ was an imaginary friend,” you joked nervously.

Harry chuckled. “Sorry I haven’t been around much. I’ve been in Italy for a while, but I’ll be in London for the next couple of months.”

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"Two months later, we kissed for the first time in Lambert’s office. Sorry, Lambert, if you’re seeing this—I promise it was just a kiss," you said with a shy smile, hoping to win over your boss in case he ever watched this.

"We started texting every day," you continued, leaning into the camera as if sharing a secret. "He used to send me a selfie every morning, and I was just over the moon every time." Your voice softened, a dreamy smile spreading across your face.

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FLASHBACK

You woke up to the familiar ping of your phone. It was 7:30 AM, and Harry’s name lit up your screen with a picture of him holding a cup of coffee and a simple "Morning ☕. Don’t forget the samples today!"

You couldn’t help but grin at the message. How could such a small thing make your entire day brighter? You replied with a selfie of your own—bed hair and all—typing, "Morning! Samples are ready. How’s the coffee?"

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Back in the present, you chuckled at the memory. "I don’t know how it happened so quickly, but I fell for him completely. He made even the smallest moments feel like the biggest deal."

"What do you think made Harry fall for you?" Drew asked, his tone genuinely curious.

You hesitated, biting your lip in thought. "I don’t know if it was one thing," you admitted. "But I think it was how we balanced each other out. He’s... larger than life in so many ways, and I think I grounded him."

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FLASHBACK

It was a particularly chaotic afternoon in the studio. Harry had been bouncing between meetings and photo shoots all day, his energy starting to wane. You noticed the way his shoulders slumped as he walked past your desk.

“Hey,” you called out, holding up a cup of tea.

He stopped, looking at you with a mix of surprise and gratitude. “Is that for me?”

“No, it’s for the imaginary friend Lambert keeps talking to,” you teased, handing it over.

Harry chuckled, taking the cup. “You’re a lifesaver.”

“I know,” you replied with a wink, feeling a flicker of pride at the way his expression softened.

First Date

You arrived at Harry’s place with butterflies in your stomach, a small box of macarons in hand. The walk from the bike stand to his house had given you just enough time to psych yourself up, and now you stood outside the door, adjusting your jacket nervously.

The door opened before you could knock. Harry stood there, barefoot and wearing a soft cream sweater with sleeves slightly too long for his arms. His smile was instant and warm. “Hi,” he said, stepping aside to let you in.

“Hi,” you replied, holding out the macarons. “Thought these might go well with dessert or something.”

His eyes lit up. “You brought dessert to a pasta night? You’re already winning me over.”

The house smelled incredible—garlic, fresh basil, and something else warm and inviting. The kitchen was open and bright, with bowls of ingredients scattered across the counter. A pasta machine sat proudly in the middle of it all.

“Is this where the magic happens?” you joked, pointing at the setup.

“Absolutely,” he said, walking over to roll out a piece of dough. “I figured we’d do this part together. Homemade pasta tastes better when it’s a team effort.”

You laughed, slipping off your jacket. “Are you sure you trust me with this?”

He handed you a small rolling pin and an apron. “Only one way to find out.”

For the next hour, the two of you worked side by side. Harry showed you how to feed the dough through the machine, laughing when it got stuck and you both had to wrangle it out together. You took turns sprinkling flour on the counter, and at one point, he smudged a bit on your nose with a cheeky grin.

“Hey!” you protested, trying to retaliate, but he dodged you effortlessly.

By the time the pasta was cut and ready to boil, you were both a little flour-dusted and very much at ease.

Dinner was simple but perfect—pesto pasta with a side of roasted tomatoes and a bottle of wine. You sat at the dining table, which Harry had set with candles and a small vase of wildflowers.

“This is amazing,” you said, twirling your fork in the pasta. “I didn’t think you’d actually be this good.”

He leaned back in his chair, pretending to be offended. “I’ll take that as a compliment, even though I’m choosing to ignore the surprise in your tone.”

You laughed. “No, really. This is... perfect.”

As you reached for the roasted tomatoes, your fork slipped, sending a small drop of sauce onto your light dress.

“Oh no!” you exclaimed, glancing down at the stain. It was right on the front, glaring and impossible to ignore.

Harry froze, looking concerned. “Do you need a napkin? Or—”

But you just waved it off, smiling. “It’s fine. It’s just a dress”

He blinked, then let out a laugh. “You’re sure? must be expensive”

“It's okay" You dabbed at the stain with your napkin half-heartedly and shrugged. “No sense in crying over spilled... sauce.”

He chuckled, shaking his head. “Most people would be freaking out.”

“Well, I guess I’m not most people,” you said playfully. 

For the rest of the night, the stain stayed there, but it didn’t matter. Harry found himself admiring how little you cared about it—how relaxed and unpretentious you were. It wasn’t just refreshing; it was magnetic.

At one point, as the conversation turned to childhood memories, he caught himself thinking: Yeah, I could get used to this.

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Back in the present, you smiled at the camera, recalling that night. "That first date was... easy. It felt like I’d known him forever, but also like I was discovering someone entirely new. And he was just so... kind. It’s funny—he was trying to impress me, but really, he didn’t need to do anything at all."

Harry, now sitting across the studio, interrupted with a teasing grin. "I worked hard on that pasta, you know!"

You chuckled and rolled your eyes "He used to tell me that I made him feel calm," you said, your voice growing quieter. "And I think he gave me confidence—like, the real kind that sticks."

Drew leaned back in his chair, looking pleased. "That’s beautiful. Any final words for this session?

You smiled, glancing toward Harry, who was now watching you from across the studio, his headphones hanging around his neck. "Yeah," you said, your tone lighter now. "It’s been a wild ride, but I wouldn’t change a single thing. Except maybe… I’d have said yes to dinner sooner."

From across the room, Harry laughed, his voice carrying over. "I wasn’t that bad, was I?"

You turned back to the camera with a mischievous smile. "Let’s just say persistence pays off." You held up your hand again, showing off the engagement ring, the studio chuckling as Drew called out, "And cut! That’s a wrap for this session"

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Dad Lando Masterlist

All dad Lando fics in one place!

Requests are open!

Dad Fic Masterlist

Divider: @bernardsbendystraws @dollywons

Lila; Toddler fics

Lando as a streamer

Lost at a race

Cold testing

Missing Mama

Merch Shoot

He wins!

The Overview

Ignored?

A Big Fuss

Curly Mess

Paci

Outside the Paddock

Revenge

Dinner gone Wrong

Good Luck Kisses

First Born

His Sweetheart

New Additions

Sick day

Racing Sick

Night Terrors

Lila; Teen/Adult fics

Pranksters

Slight Annoyance

Spoiled Brat

When Worlds Collide

That’s not-

Boarding School

Waiting Game

Part 2

Part 3

Busted (coming soon)

Lexie; Toddler Fics

Lando’s conventionally older daughter despite his age 🫣

Reality

Overwhelmed

The Leash Child

Luka; Teen fics

Racing talks

The Mock Exam

Heated Race

The Eighth Child (~TUA AU~) - Season 2

Chapter 1: The Man at The Window

Warning: Strong language, mention of violence and death.

(The Eighth Child Masterlist)

I don’t exactly understand what happened, let’s just say if traveling with a briefcase was comparable to riding a bike… Traveling with Five could be comparable to riding a unicycle with a flat tire.

I don’t know how long I was inside that energy surge, all I knew is that I was holding Klaus’ hand on one side and Diego’s hand on the other until a wave of electricity made us let go of each other. 

It felt like going down an endless slide for the longest time until I finally hit the floor. 

My first thought was “thank God, I’m alive”, but then it hit me… I was also alone.

- Klaus! Five! Diego! - I screamed as the portal closed above me without spitting out any of my siblings - Oh no no no! Klausie! Klaus! 

I looked around, the world seemed fine, no apocalypse in sight, so there was that, but where was I? It looked like an alleyway, but that’s pretty much all I could recognize. I got on my feet and dusted off the concrete bits from my outfit. 

It was a beautiful day, not a single cloud in the sky. I saw a movie theatre across the street, the sign on top read “West Side Story”, I smiled, maybe I should go see that, it’s one of my favorite musicals.

When I turned around to check behind me, I saw a man through the window, he had a camera and was trying to hide behind the curtains.

- Hey, you! What the hell are you doing?

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carmen 'carmy' berzatto masterlist

Thee Carmy x Reader 'Make My Heart Surrender' Universe (In Chronological Order):

comfort & chaos (prequel to make my heart surrender)

a series of vignettes: the five times carmen berzatto fell in love with you a little and the one time he finally told you. (completed)

october 2019 | covid & carbonara | heat waves | 2/22/22** | called you again | home**

the phone call (blurb - the phone call that gets reader to chicago in the first place)

make my heart surrender

after quitting your job at the restaurant you both used to work at, carmy asks you to come in and work with his pastry chef at his new spot, the bear. only, the longer you stick around, it becomes clear that you have unfinished business. will one week in chicago change your life, and his, forever? (completed)

tuesday | wednesday | thursday | friday (**18+ for smut) | saturday/sunday | monday | tuesday, again | the playlist

home (final chapter from comfort & chaos - **smut)

try a little tenderness (fluff & angst blurb)

cigarettes & coffee (fluffy blurb)

strawberries & cigarettes (fluffy blurb)

j is for james beard... and for jealousy (**smut oneshot | 18+ only)

your past and mine are parallel lines (fluff oneshot)

pov: carmy makes people magazine's sexiest chef alive list (fluff blurb)

bad moon rising (what if/angst-shot -- guest starring mikey berzatto)

sister-in-law (fluff oneshot -- guest starring natalie berzatto)

still into you (sequel to make my heart surrender)

you, syd, marcus, and carmy return to where it all began: new york city, prompting you and carmy to think a lot about your past... and your future together. (completed)

thursday | **bonus smut scene | friday | saturday | sunday | it's perfect, chef (**bonus smut scene)

don't want to walk alone

the long awaited wedding fic for carmy x reader in the make my heart surrender universe. this six part series chronicles the wedding planning, your (not) bachelorette party, the wedding, and the honeymoon as you build a life with your husband-to-be. (completed)

june/july | august | september | the honeymoon pt 1 | the honeymoon pt 2 | epilogue: november

granola blurb

carmy as your baby daddy

a social media au & headcanon series detailing your first pregnancy with carmy. created for the make my heart surrender universe, but can be read as a standalone work. this has been created in collaboration with @carmensberzattos & @allthefandomstogether , the graphic goddess. (completed)

part one | part two | part three | part four | give you my wild, give you a child (**smut-shot) | part five | part six | part seven

the social media au

scenes from the relationship & this story depicted as social media posts. won't always align with my other social media/moodboards.

part one | part two: first year of dating | part three |

extras/moodboards/headcanons/imagines:

your life as a pastry chef in chicago while dating carmy (moodboard & headcanon)

meeting mikey in another lifetime (headcanon)

pov: you're marrying carmen berzatto (moodboard)

honeymoon lingerie moodboard

christmas with carmy moodboard & blurb

The Bear: Unrelated to Make My Heart Surrender:

(nothing here YET but working on it)

so my darling | sydney adamu x male!chef oc

jealous!carmy & jealous!luca headcanon

stargazing with marcus brooks (blurb)

sneaking around with carmy (blurb)