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As season 3 is about to drop, a bunch of us have collected predictions about what might happen next on Hacks (HBO)!
Even if you haven't joined in for the first part, you can still play in the bingo: just reblog/reply to this post/message me/ write on discord, and you'll get your very own bingo card!
Everyone will have different cards, and you win by getting a bingo (row or column of correct predictions)!
Of course everyone getting a bingo is welcome to share the results by making a tumblr post tagged #hackss3bingo (and #hacksspoilers), or by writing on discord, that would be super fun!
Thanks for the mod help @theevilqueenreadstoo, and everyone else who also joined in to collect predictions, @naughterful @lesbianlovelife @lift-heavy-be-gay @stardust-and-the-tardis and the folks on discord :)
We sorted the predictions into very likely, semi likely and not very likely and every card has the same amount of likely predictions, and I tried to also arrange them in a way where bingos are just as likely to occur on every card. You'll get a bingo card randomly picked by sending me a number between 1 and 20, no identical cards will be sent out twice: if we run out of cards the predictions on used cards will be rearranged to make different bingos
(and yes, we did have to change a couple predictions after the preview scene came out because we said we won't count anything we already know from released material xD)
A lot of the predictions have been shortened to fit onto the card, if you don't understand something on the card because the grammar is wonky or something, please ask!
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ICKIE'S MAY '24 BLURB WEEKEND !
pairing: charles leclerc x reader
song: blow - beyonce
summary: charles & his oral fixation - he just wants to make you feel good, okay ?
warnings: 18+ mdni !! oral (fem rec.), charles being a slut for you :) horribly written smut because apparently idk how to write smut anymore
notes: requested for my blurb weekend !
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your fingers gripped at the once pristine bed sheets, eyes screwed shut as a broken moan passed parted lips. evereything was becoming too much, but god did it feel so good. you couldn't even bring yourself to look down at your boyfriend, knowing that he was enjoying himself too much between your thighs - evident by the fact that he was on the verge of bringing you to your third orgasm, just by his mouth.
"charlie-" a gasp as his finger entered into you broke your plea, teeth tugging on your bottom lip as you attempted to quiet yourself.
"you look so pretty for me, mon ange." charles chuckled from his place on the bed, and if you had opened your eyes you would've seen just how debauched he looked. his hair was a mess, sticking up in different places from where your hands had laid purchase when he had first began teasing you. his lips were a pretty shade of red, and his chin had traces of your wetness on it.
his tongue licked at your clit before he sucked, adding a second finger in at the same time, his fingers moving at a pace that had you absolutely wrecked.
"'m gonna cum, charlie... i, oh my god." your back arched, feeling your stomach tighten as you clenched around his fingers. your eyes opened as your orgasm washed over you, looking down at your boyfriend as he smirked against you.
it felt like your orgasm lasted ages. your stomach was twitching slightly as charles pulled away from you, a pleased expression written on his face. "i told you i missed you, mon ange. sometimes i feel like you think i lie." he teased, moving to be next to you.
"i don't think you lie," you grumbled, your head resting on his chest as one of his hands smoothed through your hair. "i just forget..." a giggle passed your lips, eyes feeling exeptionally heavy.
"nap time and then it will all be about you." you promise, sealing it with a kiss before getting comfortable against charles' chest, letting his heartbeat lull you to sleep.
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Hacks HBO episode tag S03E04 Join The Club
6k words, rated M/E, no warnings, h/c & humor
setting: you know the scene where Deborah throws open the bathroom door? This fic is canon compliant right until that moment.
For @edgy-clod & @theevilqueenreadstoo <3 thanks for all the help!
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ICKIE'S MAY '24 BLURB WEEKEND !
pairing: lando norris x reader
song: talking body - tove lo
summary: jealous!lando & what he does to make you realize that maybe you are his.
warnings: 18+, talks of sex n alcohol consumption ! nothing super dramatic <3
notes: requested for my blurb weekend ! kinda strayed away from the request but ... hey it is what it isssss !
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when will smith said 'party in the city where the heat is on' he really wasn't lying. the humidity combined with the body heat inside of the club had your hair frizzing, as well as your thighs sticking uncomfortably together as you walked aimlessly bumping into people that clearly weren't paying attention to their surroundings.
lips wrapped around the straw to your drink - a paloma - your eyes scanned the crowd, looking for a familliar face. well, most of the faces you were seeing were familiar ones, but there was someone in particular that you were looking for.
if you had asked any of the drivers, they'd gladly divulge in the gossip that is yours and lando's relationship. you two weren't together - far from it, actually... the two of you were constantly at each others necks, always finding something to argue about. but, on nights where it seemed everyone was keen on going out and partying, the two of you were attatched at the hip, almost exclusively leaving with each other. but then the two of you would be back at your usual antics. it was confusing, but it was definitely something that kept everyone entertained.
your arm reached out, letting out a laugh as you almost fell. "i'm so sorry!" you smiled up at the stranger before steadying yourself. you didn't know this man, he was probably one of the many influencers or the uber rich and famous that always seemed to show up to the miami grand prix.
"totally my bad," he flashed a smile. he was american - definitely not any of the people that you knew. "let me make it up for you with a dance?" before you could really think about it, you were on the dance floor, his hands over your hips as the two of you swayed to the beat of the song that was blasting through the club speakers.
feeling a pair of eyes searing into you, you looked up and locked eyes with a familiar pair of green eyes. lando was staring you down, a heat laced in his eyes as he looked you and the male over, which only egged you on as a smirk graced your features. you began to lay it on with the male, maybe a little too heavy. his hands were feeling up your body, your hands over his seemingly showing him where you wanted them.
your antics continued until the song ended, walking away from the male before he could try anything else. you eyed lando, batting your eyelashes at him as you finally walked up to him. "what? are you jealous?" you mused, head tilted to the side.
"no." his answer was simple, his teeth biting at his bottom lip as his eyes shamelessly looked you up and down. "i know that the only person here that is good enough to make you leave with them is me. i don't have any reason to be jealous." the brit smileed smugly, taking a sip from his glass.
"i wouldn't be so sure about that... mister american over there definitely had some game... maybe i was making a mistake by trying with europeans..?" you took his glass from his hand, finishing off his drink. "come dance with me?"
there was something about lando's hands on you, feeling you up, that could always get you going. especially when he was seemingly feeling possesive over you - which was new. but it was different when he began to whisper into your ear, musing about the things that he wished he could be doing to you.
"this dress is so tiny... all it would take is me hiking it up to be able to fuck you right here. is that why you wore it?"
"bet you don't even have any panties on, you're such a slut for me, aren't you?"
"trying to make me jealous? it worked didn't it?"
your breath hitched when his lips met your neck, before he spun you around so you were facing him his hands resting on your ass. "we're leaving, yeah? i believe i have a win to celebrate, and if there's anyone i want to celebrate it with... it's you." he whispered into your ear before grabbing at your wrist and tugging you with him.
who were you to tell him no?
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