𝕊𝕦𝕞𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕪: ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴏʀʏᴏ ɢʀᴏᴡ ᴜᴘ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀᴘɪᴛᴏʟ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏɴᴇ ᴅᴀʏ ᴄʀᴏꜱꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪɴᴇꜱ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ
𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤: ɴᴏɴᴇ, ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ꜰʟᴜꜰꜰ. ᴏᴏᴄ ᴄᴏʀʏᴏ, ʜᴇ'ꜱ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴛᴏᴛᴀʟʟʏ ʜᴇᴀᴅ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ʜᴇᴇʟꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ. ᴄʜᴇᴄᴋ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴍʏ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴍʏ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ!
ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴛᴡᴏ
Coriolanus is 12 when he sees you for the first time. Your red uniform is pressed perfectly and your school bag looks brand new. Your lunch consisted of a hearty-looking sandwich with roast beef and lettuce and a container of fresh fruit that had his mouth-watering.
"Do you want a piece? Our maid always packs too much and I can never finish it. You can have some if you want." Your voice fills his ears
A delicate-looking hand is holding a juicy-looking strawberry in front of him. He reaches for it and it takes every ounce of self-control he has not to shove it in his mouth. Instead, he takes a small bite and thanks you for sharing.
"Don't you have a lunch today?" You ask
He doesn't. The school had said they would start supplying the students with lunches soon but how soon? Coriolanus had already been attending for a number of years and still nothing.
"I already ate it." He lied
"You're still hungry though. You can have the rest." You say with a smile as you push your fruit bowl to him.
"Is it your first day?" He asks
"Yes, my mother thought that my governess wasn't doing a good job so she had my father enroll me here. I miss being at home with my new kitten though. She has long white hair and she is the cutest thing in the whole world." You said
Coriolanus can't believe that you had your own governess, let alone a pet to call your own. He later learns from Arachne that your father became incredibly rich by manufacturing weaponry for the Capitol. Despite your inherent wealth, you've never flashed it around him.
You and Coriolanus are 15 when you discover all the lies he tells at school about his family. He had left his uniform jacket behind on his chair and you got his home address from Sejanus, meaning to give it back so he'd have it for tomorrow. Instead, you had discovered the Snow's decrepit-looking building and barely functioning penthouse. Coriolanus' heart nearly stops when he emerges from his room to see you and his Grandma'am sitting together as she compliments your shoes.
"What are you doing here?" He asks, ready for your judgment and teasing words
"I wanted to return your jacket, Coryo. You'll need it for tomorrow."
The red of the jacket in your arms matches his face as he ushers you to the door, trying to hide the fact that Tigris was preparing cabbage in the kitchen that would undoubtedly stink the entire place up with the scent of the Snow's poverty.
"Stop rushing me, your cousin invited me to stay for dinner." You say trying to stop the way he is leading you to the door.
"You don't want what she is making. Tigris is a terrible cook." He said
Tigris lets out a shout of disagreement from the stove and Coriolanus ignores it.
"How about, I go out and get something to add to the meal Tigris is cooking, and by the time I get back you change your attitude about me staying for dinner Coryo. "
And with that, you walk out the door and slam it in his face. He's rather stunned at your declaration but knows you're serious. He rushes around their home, trying to clean up what he can while Tigris laughs at his frantic motions. Then, just as he was debating whether or not he wanted to change out of his uniform, you return from your short trip to the closest market.
"I wasn't sure what Tigris is cooking so I got a couple of things." You say placing the bags on the table.
Coriolanus is sure you spent a fortune on what is in these bags. Fresh bread accompanied by a sickly sweet fruit spread and a block of butter sits in one while the other holds something else in a brown box. You take your seat next to him at the ugly little table he has eaten too many meals at and cut a piece of the bread for Grandma'am. He is worried when Tigris starts portioning out the cabbage she cooked on the stove. Coriolanus watches your expression as you take a bite but nothing that he expected happens. You don't knit your brows in disgust or get up to leave and take your fresh bread and mysterious box with you. Instead, you go back for a second bite and compliment what Tigris has done with the food.
He sits stiffly next to you and can barely accept the slice of bread you offer him. You excuse yourself to use the bathroom and Tigris reaches across the table and pinches his shoulder.
"Stop sitting like that, Coryo!" She scolds
"Like what?" He asks,aware that Tigris meant how oddly straight his back was.
"You're making her uncomfortable. You've been friends with her for years she isn't worried about what our home looks like." Tigris says
"She might not be but what happens when she goes to school tomorrow and talks?" He asks
He shuts up when he hears the sound of the bathroom door opening again.
"That was lovely Tigris. I've never had anything like it, I'll have to invite you all to my own home for dinner sometime. Our cook makes these pastries that are simply wonderful. They even get sold at local markets, which leads to this..."
His eyes widen when you finally unveil what was hiding in that second bag. A dozen expensive looking deserts sit in the brown box you brought, each one decorated differently.
"I hope I picked something everyone would like. I know Coryo mentioned that Grandma'am liked chocolate so I picked this one just for her."
Coriolanus feels a wide smile stretch across his face as you pass out your little desserts. His worries about you gossiping to their peers fade from view as he bites into what he thinks is a croissant. You laugh at his reaction and toss a napkin at his face which is most likely covered in the gooey fruit filling that was in his pastry.
He walks you back to your home that night and thanks you for making his night. He can't remember the last time Grandma'am had smiled from eating chocolate. You accept his thanks and gently tell him that he shouldn't be ashamed about his financial situation. He never gets to disagree with you though because a soft kiss is pressed to his lips followed by a rushed,
"Goodnight, Coryo! Thanks for the cabbage!"
He walks back to his own home with a jump in his step. Thoughts of you consume him as he smiles to himself, proud his first kiss was shared with you. He feels his heart burn with something that felt like it was going to come up and out his mouth as he finally made it back to his room, you officially had him wrapped around your finger.
Your room is flooded with sunlight the first time Coriolanus sees it. A soft, silky-looking bed spread sits atop one of the biggest beds he has seen as you beckon to your cat, Maisy to come and say hello to him. He looks at the oversized wooden dresser that sits against one wall. He sees the photograph of him and you that was taken a few weeks ago at your 17th birthday party nestled among little knickknacks. Books Coriolanus has never even heard of line your shelves as he you place a record on the player that sits on your desk. Soft sounds of a piano and the words from an unnamed singer fill your gorgeous room as he turns to you.
"Do you want to dance?" He finds himself asking
You accept and he leads you or well tries to. You're rather stiff and it turns out dancing is harder than it looks because he isn't any good at it either. You laugh as he trips over his feet and end up falling with him, landing on the ground entangled in each other. Your fingers brush his curls from his eyes as his nose brushes yours.
"What're you doing?" You ask quietly
"Nothing." He responds, his eyes flicking to your lips.
The moment his lips touch yours, a tingle shoots down his spine. This is a real kiss, not what you gave him when you were both 15. He cups your face and your hands are tangled in his hair as he deepens it. He felt his head spin as you moved against him, almost as if you wanted him to swallow you whole right here on your bedroom floor. A giddy feeling swelled in his chest when he pulled away for air.
"Coryo...what was that?" You ask
"I thought you'd know by now. That was a kiss, darling." He laughed brushing his thumb across your lip
"I know that...but why'd you give me one?" You ask
"Don't you know?" He smiles and places a chaste kiss on your lips "My heart, it burns for you, it always has."
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David and you are currently cuddled up on the big bean bag in the middle of his middle room. With a movie playing, he was running his fingers through your hair. Every once in a while his hands would wander around your body, which causes you to shiver and cuddled us closer to him.
As the movie continue to play David grew bored and looked down at you. Your eyes trained attentively on the screen fully invested on the film being played. You heard him sigh but you choose to ignore him, because he always do that when he grew bored and wants attention.
Suddenly you began to feel a pair of lips on your neck. That took your attention away from the movie and on him.
“Dave,” you whined as he lightly sucked your neck.
“What baby?” he asked innocently with his lips still on your neck.
“I’m trying to watch a movie”, you stated while sitting up and straddling his hips.
“Yeah, well I’m trying to kiss you. Guess neither of us are getting what we want,“ he sighed making you giggle.
“Well I can fix one of them can’t I?” You teased while leaning down and letting your lips ghost his.
“Stop being a tease,” he mumbled before pulling you down and letting your lips connect.
“Hmpp.” you muffled out in surprise. Your hands resting on the couch while you passionately made out with David.
His hands were resting protectively on your waist so you wouldn’t fall of the couch. Suddenly you felt his fingers dig into your skin.
“David!” You giggled as he began to tickle your sides.
“St-stop!” you laughed while the two of you fell off the couch while he continuously attack you with tickles.
“nope, this is what you get for teasing me earlier” he smiled while stopping for a while to let you catch your breath.
“Ok-okay I’m sorry.” you said while catching your breath, only to see him staring at you deeply.
Finally after a few more seconds his stopped tickling you and leaned in connecting his lips to yours. You felt him pulled away and stared in your eyes as he now hovered above you.
“I love you” you quietly said once you caught your breath once again.
“I love you too Y/n, so much”. he spoke running his hand through your face and hair.
leaning into his touch you gripped his shirt and pulled him back down. Wrapping your arms around his neck you began to run your hands through his hair. Pulling away you stared at each others satisfied eyed.
Connecting your lips together once again, David’s hand hovered the skin under your shirt.
“Hey David, are you ready to start fi-, Oh my god! look what we have here.” you both heard Zane call out from the door. David quickly got off you while looking at Zane in the kitchen, who has now joined by Jason and Natalie.
“We weren’t doing anything!” He quickly blurted out while you fix yourself and try to cover your blushing face trying not to laugh.
“Y/n and David not so innocent after all” Zane tease while laughing with Natalie.
“David, you might wanna tell that to the lipstick stains on your neck and lips” Jason told David, while Natalie starts fixing the food they bought on the kitchen table.
This made you look up to David who indeed has a lipstick stain in his neck and lips. Laughing at your boyfriend who now pulled out his phone camera to check the stain. You sat up and tried to rub the lipstick of his neck and lips.
“Y/n! How am I supposed to get this off?” He whined while trying to rub it out. This caused you and the other to laugh.
“Don’t worry it comes off with soap and water” you laugh while you kissed his cheeks before getting up and walking to where the others are.
Helping yourself with the food the others bought, you poked your tongue out at your boyfriend who now got a wet tissue whipping the lipstick off.
“Don’t look smug Y/n. you have marks on your necks too” Zane teased making the other laugh, while Natalie tried to help you wipe the stain.
“Sorry Y/n, its not lipstick stain”. Natalie said trying to hold her laugh.
“Guess that mark doesn’t come off with soap and water” David said while walking to where you guys are and wrapping his arms around you.
“Dave!” you playfully hit his arms.
“why don't we go shower and we can try if it would come off?” he whispered to your ears, making you face him and hide your red face on his chest.
“Guys lets film tomorrow. Y/n and I got plans”. he told the others while pecking your hair.
“ohhh, Y/n and David, go get some”. Zane teased, while walking out
“Alright guys, have fun and use protection” Jason seriously said while trying to hold his laughter, and following Zane out.
“See you later Y/n”. Natalie quietly said while following the other and closing the door.
“They’re gone” David said while you pulled away and saw him already staring at you.
“I love you.” he said while staring deeply at your eyes.
“I love you too” you answered hugging his waist.
“so, why don’t we try if we can take the stains in the shower.” he said making you laugh, while he dragged you to the shower.
This is the main list of all of my own writings, centered around Harry Styles
**includes sexual content of some sort
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Laceleaf **
TEMPORARILY ON HOLD
Cassidy James feels lucky to have grown up as Gemma's best friend, but not about knowing the smug and self-centered Harry Styles. Her life is messy enough.
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My Way Back Home
[ COMPLETED ]
YN is left to figure out what to do when the love of her life, Harry, does not remember loving her.
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Don't Worry Darling **
[ COMPLETED ]
Y/N lands the leading role in 'Don't Worry Darling', opposite Harry Styles, but they just don't seem to have any chemistry at first.
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Even When the Night Changes **
[ COMPLETED ]
Y/N (stylist!yn) applies to be a styling intern for the One Direction crew during the Where We Are & OTRA tours.
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Wet, Drip, Dry **
YN takes a spontaneous late-night dip in the lake, something she feels she needs to do to clear her head. But a stranger comes along and gives her something even better.
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il gran finale **
As photography apprentice to Lloyd, you've seen all sides of Harry, but with the look he's giving you after the Reggio Emilia show, you might end up seeing a lot more.
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Getting Yourself Wet For Me **
Harry is out, but you want to play, so the two of you find an alternative way to still get what you want.
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Could We Not?
Harry Styles tries to not let it bother him when things get thrown his way. That is, until his new band member YN is in the line of fire.
Not Another Time (Pt. 2)
Harry Styles is used to things being crazy on tour, but in Rio, he needs to expect the unexpected.
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Winner, Winner, Pasta Dinner
Singer YN wants to work up the nerve to congratulate ex-boyfriend Harry's Grammy wins, but what will she even say? And what will he?
There At The Box (Pt. 2)
Singer YN tries to make it on time to The Brits to support Harry, but things get in the way, and Harry gets weird
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Friendly Favor **
YN's best friend Harry asks for a favor, she knows it'll be difficult, but she loves him too much to say no.
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Not What We Bargained For ** / Part 2**
Coworkers Harry and YN don't get along, so an unexpected work trip and an awkward night only causes more tensions between the two.
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The Kindling From A Kiss
An annual camping trip with friends, and a game of 'truth or dare', could change everything for best friends Harry and YN.
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Should We Just Keep Driving? **
Harry and his girl take a road trip, and the sun on her face isn't the only heating up in the car.
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To Make A Girl Blush **
Harry Styles is performing at the BBC Radio 1 Live Lounge, where y/n works as a studio assistant and he sings a hot cover song.
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One Night Only in New York
Y/N won the contest of a lifetime, leading to an unbelievable experience attending the One Night Only in NY concert with Harry Styles.
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Mediation
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Pouting for Attention
If I Was a Worm
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Finally Free
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1D Water Fight
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Found Some Photos
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CBeebies Bedtime Stories
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clingy gray masterlist.
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summary: when you overhear your boyfriend and his twin brother call you clingy; grayson never would have thought his off the cuff conversation, would send his whole world crashing down.
clingy- you overhear an unpleasant conversation between your boyfriend and his twin brother, resulting in the start of a breakdown.
distant- grayson is sick to death of you pushing him away, what happens when he pulls you up on and the truth comes to light?
confrontation- you discover that your boyfriends identical twin brother has a deep underlying hatred for you.
ultimatum- what happens when ethan offers grayson an ultimatum that could potentially ruin his and your life, for good.
game over- when ethan leaves grayson with no other choice, you decide to step in and make the earth shattering decision for him.
the aftermath- ethan doesn’t realise how badly he messed up untill he’s receiving first hand the consequences of his actions.
revelations- ethan is set to reunite you back with grayson. however his plan for a happy ending doesn’t quite go to plan when his own feelings get in the way.
betrayal- the aftermath of the earth shattering actions of graysons twin brother and girlfriend, what happens when feelings come to light and trust is well and truly broken.
fight for her- truth comes to light, tempers at an all time high. what happens when ethan spills his truth to his brother and try’s puts right all his wrongdoings.
speak to me/ request work here
( includes sexual content *)
𝑺𝑬𝑹𝑰𝑬𝑺
i. Checkmate*
The one where you are an up-coming chess player and start to give world-renowned chess player, Harry Styles, a run for his money.
ii. Regret Me* (WIP)
The one where Harry is a rockstar, and YN not only falls for him but also the life that he lives.
𝑀𝐼𝑁𝐼-𝑆𝐸𝑅𝐼𝐸𝑆
i. Daisies ii. Edelweiss* Governess!YN Extras
The one where YN is the governess for Harry’s children, and they cannot hide their growing affection for each other.
𝑶𝑵𝑬 𝑺𝑯𝑶𝑻𝑺
i. Baby Steps *
The one where you’re his son’s therapist, and you help him along the way.
ii. The Secrets You Keep *
The one where you’re a stripper, and you don’t know how Harry will react.
iii. Swan Lake *
The one where you’re a ballet dancer, and Harry’s your new choreographer.
iv. Lonely this Christmas *
The one where you’re broken up, but one Christmas party changes that.
v. Second Best *
The one where you think he prefers your sister, but he actually prefers you.
vi. Summer of ‘63 *
The one where you’re the new volunteer at a hotel resort, and Harry’s the resident dancer.
vii. Drive On *
The one where you and Harry are keeping a secret from your brother, who happens to hate harry’s guts.
vii. Twisted in Bedsheets *
The one where Harry visits France for the summer, and you end up falling in deep.
ix. Desire *
The one where YN gets a job as Harry’s maid and his occupation comes as a shock to her - he writes erotica.
x. Glitz and Glamour *
The one where YN is a rising star in 1940s Hollywood, and Harry sets his eyes on her even though she’s married.
xi. Good Omens*
The one where YN has a one-night stand, who turns out to be her boss at the hospital where she now works.
𝑰𝑴𝑨𝑮𝑰𝑵𝑬𝑺
i. Try Again Later *
The one where you’re a virgin, and Harry takes it too far.
ii. Playing Doctor
The one where you’re sick, and your roommate Harry helps.
iii. Surprise Trips
The one where Harry surprises you with a trip to Italy.
all of this work is original and please don’t steal it :)
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warnings: blood, violence, murder, description of dead bodies + more
themes: angst
story art by @dobrienwrites
Summary: Something sinister has plagued Beacon Hills and the Pack must figure out the reason for the mysterious sacrifices around town - before one of their own becomes a victim.
Migraines
Autopilot
Memory
Virgin
Possessed
Sacrifice
Blood
Deadly Nightshade
Can someone recommend me any good heartache series?!? Completed once if possible.
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Two ghost (@meet-me-in-the-kitchen)
Gotta get better (@meet-me-in-the-kitchen)
Falling (@avatar-anna)
You make it better (@dontworrysunflower)
Park (@harrieatthemet)
She deserves to know (@hes-writer)
He cheats, she moves on (@hes-writer)
One of my own (@hes-writer)
I am right here (@violetsandfluff)
Give us one last chance? (@puffpasstea )
I hate the ending of this movie (@shroombloomm )
Nobody’s Leaving anybody (@tokyoharry)
Shark Bite (@freedomfireflies)
I’ll wear your ring (@inyourhaven)
For the kids (@wroteasongabouther )
I don’t want you there (@svnflowervol666)
Before you Go (@svunflowervol666)
No hard feelings (@pancakes4two)
Liking the same guy (@belovedinbloom)
Bambi (@hazgoldenstyles)
I’ll be home for Christmas (@tokyoharry)
Delicate (@gucciharrywritings)
Vegan Cupcakes (@stylesberries)
Don’t touch her (@tokyoharry)
7 missed calls (@tokyoharry)
Soulmate who wasn’t meant to be pt 2 (@cowboy-like-mee)
A lifetime of you (@havin-a-wee)
Crying in the backseat (@cherievol6)
Loss (@bfharry)
Winter Flakes (@oghoneytryst)
FLUFF
A father’s duty (@stylishmuser)
Pleasing (@finelinevogue)
Late nights (@finelinevogue)
Fan Questions (@harrysgoldenline)
Nephew (@satanhalsey)
Introducing you to his family (@avatar-anna)
Paparazzi Problems w/ angst (@whitemancumslut)
Paci, please? (@teawithcyb0rgs)
Overprotective (@watchmegetobsessed)
She’s having your baby (@belovedinbloom)
Wired Autocomplete Interview (@pleasingforharry)
Instagram Blurb: Harry x Single Mom!YN (@pleasingsatelitte)
Mornings with the Styles (@whitemancumslut)
One Direction quizzes (@pasiveagressive)
My Love (@sweetsbfreex)
SMUT
Always knew you weren’t the one (@erodasfishtacos)
Sexy tanned DILF gets sloppy bj from business associates daughter (@stucktoyou)
Sneaky shag in the morning (@stucktoyou)
He overhears you giving blowjob advice to a friend (@and-im-okay-with-it)
SERIES
Little Moments (@finelinevogue)
Favourite (@hes-writer)
MLB!Harry (@erodafishtacos)
The Royal (@harrylillies)
Author: @stilinskiparker Characters: Stiles Stilinski x Emma Thomas (OC) Word Count: 5,941 Warnings: mentions of a dead body, more confessions, A/N: Hi, friends! Chapter 16 is here, and we’re finally being introduced to the Kanima. We’ve changed the uploading schedule for this series, so if you’re not familiar with it, please click here. If you like this chapter, please do not hesitate to reblog and give some feedback, whether it be in the reblogs, comments, or my inbox. As always, read at your own risk and enjoy 😊
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“I dreamt about you nearly every night this week.” — Lando had a habit of searching for something specific in every girl he dated, chasing an ideal he couldn’t quite define. But he had the specific right in front of him all along.
pairing. Lando Norris x bsf! fem! reader
warnings. slight angst (happy ending), pre relationship, mention of Magui (lol), best friends to lovers.
music. Do I wanna know? by Hozier.
LANDO HAD BEEN YOUR RIDE OR DIE since your school days, the two of you inseparable through years of shared chaos. Together, you’d terrorized your teachers, pushed boundaries, and laughed until your sides hurt. But somewhere along the way, the playful banter turned inward, and you began to terrorize each other instead—always pushing, always challenging, yet never breaking the bond that held you together.
You were there for him through everything. When he stood victorious, basking in the glory of his wins, you cheered louder than anyone. When he struggled, doubting himself and his abilities, you were the one to remind him of his worth. And when he felt crushed over girls—oh, how often that happened—you were the one who picked up the pieces.
Despite his confident exterior, Lando was a hopeless romantic at heart. He fell hard, attached himself deeply, and when the inevitable heartbreak came, it hit him like a freight train. He’d retreat into himself, struggling to make sense of the pain, and you’d be there, always, to pull him back out. You’d listen to his frustrations, offer advice, and remind him that he was worth more than the fleeting affections of someone who didn’t see him the way you did.
But it hurt. It hurt more than you wanted to admit, watching him pour his heart into relationships that always seemed to end the same way. It hurt seeing him in that state, broken and vulnerable, when you were right there—ready to love him in a way no one else could. You wished, more than anything, that he would choose you. Just once. But he never did, and you were left to carry the weight of your unspoken feelings, wondering if he’d ever see what had been in front of him all along.
But the truth was, Lando was far too busy being yours, even if neither of you fully realized it. Every failed relationship, every heartbreak—it all came down to one simple, unspoken fact: the girls weren’t you. They never could be. He would try to convince himself otherwise, to fill the void with fleeting distractions and temporary infatuations. But deep down, he knew. The way they smiled didn’t feel the same as your smile. Their perfume didn’t hold the same warmth as your scent. Their presence didn’t ground him the way yours did.
He tried to pretend, drowning himself in fleeting moments of connection that never quite fit. Night after night, date after date, he kept searching for something, someone, who could compare. But no matter how hard he tried, no one ever came close. It was maddening, the way his heart betrayed him, pulling him back to you over and over again—even if he couldn’t admit it.
The hardest part for him was facing the truth, the truth he kept locked away in the quiet corners of his mind. Admitting that every love story he tried to create failed because, at the center of it all, he didn’t want anyone else. He wanted you. And yet, even in his quiet moments of clarity, he couldn’t bring himself to say it—not to you, not even to himself. Because if he did, if he admitted what his heart had known all along, it would mean risking everything. And pretending seemed safer than the terrifying possibility of losing you entirely.
At least until now, when everything he had tried to suppress bubbled to the surface, as if the weight of it all became too much to bear. Lando pushed open the door to his apartment, his steps sluggish and deliberate. He knew you were there, waiting for him just as you always had, and somehow that knowledge made his chest ache even more.
You were sprawled on the couch, the dim glow of the room highlighting your figure. The sight of you, so familiar and comforting, momentarily took his breath away. Your head turned toward him, and your eyes softened as you took in his tired face, the sadness etched into every line. “Hey,” you murmured, your voice gentle yet filled with a quiet concern that only you could convey.
Lando didn’t reply. He didn’t need to. Instead, he moved closer, his body heavy with exhaustion—physical, emotional, all of it. Without a word, he carefully lowered himself onto the couch, leaning into you as though you were the only thing tethering him to solid ground. His head rested softly against your chest, his arms wrapping loosely around your waist. It was a silent plea, a surrender, a confession without words.
Your breath hitched for a moment, your hand instinctively lifting to rest in his hair, smoothing it down in slow, soothing motions. You didn’t press him for answers or try to speak; you just held him, feeling the weight of everything he couldn’t say. In that moment, it was as though the walls he had built around himself began to crumble, piece by piece, letting you in where no one else had ever been.
“What happened?” you asked softly, your fingers threading gently through his brown curls. You didn’t want to push him, didn’t want to overwhelm him, but the question lingered in the air, born out of the quiet concern you couldn’t suppress.
Lando’s voice came muffled against the curve of your neck, barely audible, yet heavy with emotion. “I ended things with Magui,” he admitted, the words falling like a stone between you. His face remained buried where it had found solace, as though he couldn’t bear to face the weight of what he’d just said.
You were quiet, your hand stilling for just a moment in his hair as the confession sank in. You weren’t sure what to think, what to feel. Relief? Sadness for him? Or perhaps, selfishly, the smallest flicker of hope? Your chest felt tight, an uneasy mix of emotions swirling inside you, but you didn’t let any of it show. Instead, you stayed there, holding him close, letting him find comfort in your silence. Sometimes, silence was louder than words ever could be.
The silence stretched between you, comfortable but bittersweet, as the weight of his confession and the unspoken emotions lingered in the air. You wanted to stay there longer, to let him find whatever peace he needed in your presence, but reality crept back into focus—a reminder that your time was running out.
You shifted slightly, your hand brushing against his shoulder as you spoke. “Lan, I fear I need to go,” you said softly, the regret evident in your tone. You couldn’t hide the pity that welled up inside you, knowing how fragile he was in this moment. “My flight is tomorrow morning, and I haven’t packed a single thing yet.”
For a moment, he didn’t react, his tired eyes locked on a point in the distance. Then, slowly, he loosened his hold on you, his hand falling away as he straightened up. “Yeah, right,” he murmured, his voice low and resigned, as though he were bracing himself for your departure.
You reached for the door handle, your fingers brushing against the cool metal, ready to leave it all behind. But before you could turn it, Lando’s hand shot out, wrapping gently but firmly around your wrist. The suddenness of it made you freeze, your breath catching in your throat. You turned your head slightly, surprised by the gesture, but you didn’t pull away. Something in his touch stopped you—something desperate, something raw.
He turned you around slowly, his grip never faltering. Your eyes barely had time to meet his, to take in the storm of emotions swirling in his gaze, before he closed the distance between you. Without a word, without hesitation, his lips crashed into yours, stealing the breath you didn’t realize you were holding. It wasn’t soft or tentative—it was urgent, filled with everything he couldn’t say, everything he had been holding back for far too long.
The world seemed to tilt for a moment, the weight of your anger, your hurt, your confusion all colliding with the intensity of his kiss. It was as if time had stopped, leaving only the two of you in that moment, tangled in emotions too big to name. And for the first time in what felt like forever, you weren’t sure whether to push him away or pull him closer.
“I want you, Y/n,” Lando mumbled, his voice barely above a whisper as he slowly pulled away. His gaze lingered on you, filled with an intensity that left you utterly speechless. Breathless, you stared at him, your mind racing to process the words that had just shattered the silence. “What?” was all you managed to say, your voice trembling as the weight of his confession settled over you.
“I love you, Y/n,” he repeated, his tone steadier this time, though the vulnerability in his eyes remained. “I always did.” The words hung in the air, raw and unfiltered, carrying the truth he had buried for so long. It was as if everything he had tried to suppress, every unspoken feeling, had finally broken free, leaving no room for doubt.
“None of these girls could give me what you can,” Lando said, his voice steady but filled with a vulnerability you’d never heard before. You blinked, trying to process his words, your heart racing as the weight of them settled over you. Did he just finally realize it? After all these years of standing by his side, of watching him fall for others while you quietly hoped he’d see you—was this the moment you’d dreamed of but never dared to believe would come?
“I’ve never loved anyone like I love you,” he continued, his tone soft but unwavering. There was no hesitation, no trace of doubt. His words weren’t laced with lust or fleeting passion—they were pure, raw, and deeply sincere. Loved. He loved you. And for the first time, you saw it in his eyes, clear as day, as though he’d been holding onto this truth for far too long.
He continued, “And I know I’m an idiot for telling you now, but—” The words tumbled from his lips like a rushing waterfall, unfiltered and raw, his emotions spilling out faster than he could control. But before he could finish, you leaned in, closing the distance between you.
Your lips met his, silencing the cascade of words with a kiss that spoke louder than anything either of you could say. It wasn’t rushed or frantic—it was deliberate, filled with all the emotions you’d both kept buried for far too long. In that moment, the world seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of you.
“I love you, Lan,” you said softly, your voice steady and filled with warmth as you smiled at him. The words felt natural, effortless—like they had always been there, waiting for the right moment to be spoken aloud.
Lando’s expression softened, his tired eyes lighting up with something new, something deeper. His lips curved into a faint smile, one that carried the relief and joy of finally hearing the words he had longed for but had been too afraid to hope for.
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
(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)
I remain to be a mystery! I write, I read, I stan!\https://missleahlin.tumblr.com/post/613344204591087616/masterlist
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