#'he deserves better' i say as if im not the fucking author

[love-belle]

it's golden like daylight !!!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ in which the whole internet thinks that they're over but it's just a new beginning for them.

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for when you know it's forever. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

social media au // charles leclerc x fem!reader

warnings - language

author's note - hello!! my first time writing for charles so i really hope u like it!! requests are open <3 thank you so much for reading, i love you <3

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f1newz formula one driver, charles leclerc and singer/songwriter y/n y/l/n have called it quits on their relationship of 4 years, sources close to the pair claim. "it just wasn't working out," the source explained, referring to the long distance between them and their busy schedules. "it just felt like the relationship had run its course," they continued, "obviously, they still hold a lot of respect for each other and will continue to remain close friends, as there's no bad blood between them." for more details, click on the link in our bio.

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username what do u MEAN that the relationship just RAN its course?????

username no bc the idea that a relationship can just be over like that, just "run its course" and that you had a limited time with your person, your partner and now it's over. it's so heartbreaking. my heart is breaking for both of them, they were so in love with each other 💔💔💔

username source is like "just trust me on this" lmfaooooo

username no way im believing this shit after charles called her his "motivation and the reason he pushes himself to do much better because she deserves the best"

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username LMFAOOO NICE JOKE 🤣🤣🤣🙏🙏🙏🤪🤪🤪 !!!!!!!!!!!

username "to my muse, i already had an idea of what love would be like but u taught me a whole new meaning of it, i love u forever and ever in each and every lifetime" and u say they broke up???? bro they're not universally allowed to.

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charles_leclerc stuck with me forever now 💌 cannot wait to slow dance around the kitchen at 3 in the morning for the rest of our lives. i didn't "fall" in love with you, i purposely, intentionally loved you and i always will, in this lifetime and all the others. any person would have been lucky to call you their love and i thank my skies and my constellations that i got to be that lucky person. here's to our forever ❤️ i love you

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yourusername forever never looked so good, i love you more than words could convey ❤️

-> charles_leclerc i love you mon ange ❤️

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yourusername it's golden like daylight ❤️‍🩹

been waiting my entire life to use these lyrics, thank u charles for finally making it happen 🙏 also, i love you and i cannot wait for our future?????? kinda sad u beat me at proposing first but it's okay bc i love the ring (and you!!!!!!) thank u for making me the happiest person alive ❤️❤️❤️

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username THE CONTRAST IN THEIR CAPTIONS

username poetic bf 🤝 funny gf

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carlossainz55 it took him 27938291 hours to pick a damn ring so u better cherish that rock

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charles_leclerc it was about time i put a ring on that 💍💍

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as it was ; suguru geto.

pairing suguru geto x f!reader  word count 4.2k  synopsis suguru comes back, only to find that you've been waiting and wanting this whole entire time. content contains modern no curses!au, gojo's sister!reader, brother's best friend, creampie, pet names (good girl, baby), most of the fic is geto's introspection, possessive sex, mutual pining/longing author’s notes im not even horny for geto like that, but i wanted to write angsty smut abt spreading ur legs for a guy that left u & who else is better for this than geto <3

First words are always a bit tricky to get right, especially whenever he has to take into account that he essentially ghosted you a couple of years ago, after taking your virginity no less, and now he’s back in the godforsaken city he swore he was never coming back to, and he’s just at a loss about what to say and more importantly, how to say it. 

He supposes an apology, for starters, would be a good first move. And maybe it would be, could be, should be, if only he wasn’t him and you weren’t you, and the two of you were not something so confusing and intricate that it’s hard to put into words and harder still to describe with emotions. The two of you are something raw and painful, both of you taking turns playing both sadist and masochist. 

Even to himself, the extent of your relationship sounds twisted, but there was always an underlying purity to it, something that justified its existence. To this day, Suguru Geto is certain that you’re the only person who ever loved him for him, with a love so pure and just that he tries to hide it from everyone else before they can get their filthy hands on it and taint it, twist it into something it’s not. 

Sorry I left won’t cut it, and Geto doesn’t even bother trying to come up with any other variations of apology because it’s not necessarily your forgiveness that he’s come back for. The opportunity to say “I’m sorry” and have it actually mean something has long since passed. All that’s left to say is the truth for why he left, which for some odd reason, seems even harder to do than his original disappearing act.

I missed you — that’s a slight improvement. It’s the truth, if not an understatement of it. He doesn’t regret leaving Tokyo, he just regrets leaving you. Which he could say, if you would actually open the door to face him. 

He figures it’s what he deserves. He deserves worse, if he’s going to be entirely honest. He deserves a slap to the face, or a kick to his balls, or for you to tell him that you hate him, that you never want to see him ever again. 

He knocks on your apartment door, harder this time, as if it’s something urgent. And maybe it is. He’s felt more like himself than he ever has after moving, but the solitude of the countryside got boring soon after, leaving him only with the ghosts from his past to keep him company. He thinks if he doesn’t see you, in the flesh, he might actually go insane. 

He knocks again, only to be met with more silence and a door that’s starting to become more of a familiar sight than he would like. Fuck, what is he even doing? Showing up here was a bad idea to begin with, and it’s only seemingly getting worse by every agonizing second that ticks by. Even if you do open the door, there’s always the chance that you won’t let him get a single word in — that’d be the smart choice, anyway. 

And you’re a bright girl, don’t get him wrong. Something about the Gojo bloodline makes your family incapable of producing anything less than prodigal sons and daughters. If you’re not proof of this fact, there’s your older brother.

Yet another reason why showing up here is such a shitty plan. Satoru will catch wind of his visit, and when he does, he’ll show no restraint in showing Suguru what all of his private boxing lessons are good for. A broken nose and missing tooth would be a fair exchange to see you for at least a second, though. A tradeoff that he doesn’t need to debate on. 

You have to leave your apartment eventually. Suguru dances with the idea of just making camp outside your door and waiting for your stubbornness to fizzle out. It’ll be embarrassing, and your neighbors will surely have something to say about it, but it would be well worth it.

He hears the ding! of the elevator opening and human reflex causes his head to turn at the sound of the noise. 

Oh.

The world becomes contradictory at this very moment. The air suddenly stills, but the atmosphere itself seems to come alive at the same time. Stagnant air, bursting with electricity and something awe-inspiring. Everything seems to slow down, but suddenly he’s acutely aware of just how alarmingly fast his heart is beating. It’s been a while since he’s last seen you, not even bothering to check up on your social media because he knows one DM from you would have him crossing the ocean to be back by your side. 

The reason why you weren’t answering your door was simply because you weren’t even home. Relief floods his body, makes him less tense, only for him to stiffen up once more whenever his eyes trail over to the warm body awfully close to you. 

Or maybe it’s the other way around, since you’re the one clinging onto him.

You and Kento Nanami both look like you two have seen a ghost, and all things considered, you wouldn’t be wrong. 

“What are you doing here?” You’re the first to speak, with Nanami’s arm wrapped protectively around your waist, and it’s this closeness that’s the only thing Suguru finds himself able to focus on. It’s been years. He shouldn’t feel this way. You’re free to do whatever you want with whoever you want. It’s your life. He’s the one that chose to walk out of it, anyway. 

“I just wanted to talk,” he answers. Which isn’t a lie. He wanted to talk. He wanted to fight and make up and fuck your brains out and beg for forgiveness and cook you breakfast in the morning and warm your bed, amongst other things, too. But, he figures the condensed version of his list will do, especially considering that three’s a crowd, and most of his itinerary was for your ears only. “Did I come at a bad time?” 

You bite your bottom lip, slowly removing yourself from Nanami’s grip. Nanami looks at you first, concern evident in his warm eyes, eyes that you wish were just a bit darker and colder, so that they would be the ones you’re so accustomed to drowning in. 

You like Nanami well enough. He’s kind and looks out for you, and sometimes you even consider making a move on him first since he’s too much of a gentleman to cross any boundaries. Then again, you don’t think Nanami sees you as anything more than a little sister, and the last time you fucked one of your brother’s best friends… 

It’s why you just give Nanami a smile, one that tells him that you’ve got this under control. His facial expression doesn’t give any indication of what he’s thinking, but the glare he sends Suguru’s way says enough. 

Suguru can appreciate the fierce protectiveness Nanami has towards you, but it doesn’t mean he likes it. Especially when it’s Suguru that’s considered to be the threat.

You move to unlock your door once Nanami makes his reluctant exit, and when you enter your apartment, you conveniently don’t shut the door. Suguru trails behind you.

You turn on the lights, your living room and kitchen blending together in an open-floor plan, bathed in the stark, white lights hanging from your high ceilings. Your apartment, at least what Suguru can see of it, is tastefully decorated. Courtesy of your mother, he’s sure. He would ask about her, ask how she’s doing, but he figures now’s just not the right timing. 

It doesn’t seem to be the right timing for anything he wants to say. He wants to mention that he’s thought about you, thought about reaching out — sometimes to explain himself, and other times just to discuss the mundane aspects of life — but he thinks that would be even worse than apologizing. It would be cruel of him to dangle this information in your face, haunt you with the knowledge that all this time, he’s truly been avoiding you. Knowing you, you would have questioned him on why he didn’t bother reaching out, and he would have been stuck admitting that it’s simply because he was too scared that you wouldn’t answer. 

“Want a drink?” You ask him, back facing him as you peer into your fridge. He catches a glimpse of shiny glass bottles, water bottled in Europe and with the optimal pH balance, he’s certain of it. His throat feels a bit dry, but he tells you no. 

“I drank enough water on the drive up here,” he tells you, which again, isn’t a lie. Suguru feels a bit pleased with himself, even if it is a bit narcissistic of himself for expecting a pat on the back for doing something so simple. He supposes it’s just because he’s gotten so used to never being honest with himself — or others, for that matter — so his current streak for telling the truth seems like something to celebrate. 

“I didn't drink enough.” You say, and he can’t tell if it’s alcohol you’re talking about or water. You’re a lightweight; yet another trait that seems to be passed down the Gojo family. That explains Nanami escorting you home, then. 

“Aren’t you going to ask how I found you?” Suguru helps himself to taking a seat on the white couch in your living room. Because there’s no walls separating the two different spaces, he can still look at you from this position as you rest your elbows on your kitchen’s island, as if needing the support. 

“If you wanted me to know, you’d let me know.” It’s the way you say it that reveals that this comment isn’t made just in reply to his current question, but for everything else Suguru was going to follow it with. Don’t you want to know where I went? Don’t you want to know why I left? 

It’s amazing what humans are capable of. Nearly six years since the two of you have lost contact — since Suguru broke all contact — and yet, you can still read him just as well as he can read you. You see him for what he is, not whatever mask he wants to disguise himself with, and it’s scary, he thinks. Scary to be seen by someone. And nice. It’s nice to have someone know you’re a monster and still not run away.

He’s not quite sure what that says about you.

“It’s a bit of a funny story.” He says, trying to steer this conversation to a more lighthearted tone even though the two of you are nowhere close to feeling light and the jury’s still out on whether or not Suguru Geto has a heart. “You don’t need the reminder, but don’t ever tell Mei Mei a secret you want to keep.” 

The mention of your shared friend — if Mei Mei can even be considered one — makes the corners of your pretty mouth tilt upward. Mei Mei was born with a silver spoon, but the running joke is that it wasn’t in her mouth because she bartered with the doctor and blackmailed him into giving her a gold one. If you have the funds, Mei Mei has the information you’re looking for. 

She’s the only number Suguru saved in his phone contacts, and it’s only because he knew that if he needed anyone else’s number, Mei Mei would readily give it after her Venmo request goes through. 

“Of course she would tell you my address.” You say, but you don’t sound upset at all. Just amused, like this whole situation is something endearing, and you don’t harbor any ill feelings towards either of them, even though both Suguru and Mei Mei technically violated your trust. Suguru more so than Mei Mei, but, well, semantics. 

“Aren’t you mad?” The “at me” is unspoken.

“Mei Mei is a free spirit.” It’s a joke, and Suguru makes a sound from his throat that resembles a laugh. Mei Mei may do whatever she wants, but nothing about her comes free.

He knows you know what he was actually asking. He’s been trying to gauge your reaction to everything he says, trying to see if you hate his guts or not. 

“I missed you.” You tell him suddenly, and while he’s imagined those words coming out of your mouth, it still shakes him up a bit. It’s hard constantly posturing as if he’s cool and collected, nothing ever bothering him, his body and expression never betraying him. But it’s his heart that gives him away, and it’s heart that you hold, and no matter what face he puts on, he knows that you’ll know what the words he won’t say are.

“Don’t apologize.” You continue, closing the distance between you two and opting to take a seat next to him. There’s about six inches of space separating you two. The distance shapeshifts in his mind, sometimes becoming mere millimeters and sometimes feeling more like there’s an ocean between you both. 

The sorry was on the tip of his tongue and it traveled all the way there from his heart. It would be a waste of a journey for him to not say it, but he’s certain the apology would do more harm than good, even if it is genuine. 

Suguru stands out against the stark white of your apartment. Your mom likes the aesthetic of it, and since it’s your parents’ money, you merely shrugged and let her do whatever she wanted. In his black pants and black sweatshirt, he looks almost out of place in your home. 

The thought that he doesn’t belong makes your heart hurt more than the burn of the alcohol from tonight going down your throat. 

You don’t waste time wondering where Suguru went because for all intents and purposes, you never even knew where he came from to begin with. You knew him since you were children; your favorite out of all your brother’s friends because it was always Suguru who let you tag along and trail behind them. No one really knows much about Suguru’s life, his past, present, and future all a big blur to anyone but himself. From the way he slowly turns to face you, dark eyes meeting yours, you start to think of the possibility that maybe not even Suguru is an open book with himself. 

Suguru looks like a shadow, standing out from the brightness of everything that is surrounding him in your living room. You want to ask him the questions that plague your mind ever since he’s been gone, but you don’t, because you’re scared he is a shadow. One wrong move, and he just disappears from your grasp once again. 

There are the hard-hitting questions, of course. The ones that search for why he left and why he told no one and why he didn’t bother taking you. Then there are the gentler ones that would still require him to rip himself open and bare himself to you, things like how’s your new place and meet anyone interesting? You feel his gaze travel from your eyes to the slope of your nose and the apples of your cheek, downward to your lips. The intensity of his stare makes you nervously lick your lips, a tiny, quick action, but his eyes greedily take in the sight of the tip of your pink tongue casually making an appearance, only to retreat behind your pretty pink, glossed lips. 

“Are you mad that I came back?” Suguru finds himself taking the role of interviewer, since it’s evident to the two of you that you know better than to bother asking him any questions. He feels like you’re treating him a bit like a stray cat, all cautious and scared of provoking him or forcing him to run away. He wants to tell you that this is not the case and that he actually plans on staying this time around, but he hasn’t entirely convinced himself yet, so he’s not going to break your heart with any more empty promises. 

“No. Like I said, I missed you.” He wants to be able to blame your honesty on account of you being drunk, but he knows that you’ve just always been honest to a fault. 

“You shouldn’t.” He tells you this, and you scoff. Probably because Suguru is the last person who should be giving any sort of life advice. 

“Guess what I’m thinking.” You say, and Suguru feels something come alive from within, like he’s been frozen for the past six years, and the more he gets to bask in the warmth of your presence, the more he starts to defrost. There’s not a single hint of anger or malice in your tone, just the familiar, lighthearted, girlish tone of yours. 

“That you think I’m a creep and want me to get the hell out.” 

You frown, rolling your eyes, tucking your feet beneath you to get more comfortable on the couch.

“I’m thinking about that last time you told me I shouldn’t be doing something.” There’s a gleam in your bright eyes that clearly spells out desire, and Suguru is very, very close to defrosting. In fact, there’s a heat that’s beginning to settle deep in him, and maybe he should know better than to indulge in it, but it’s been years, and you are sitting here in front of him, pretty and fresh, and his hindbrain takes the driver’s seat. 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” But he does know, and he knows that you know that he knows, just as you seemingly know everything about him. Maybe not about his childhood — or lack, thereof — or what he’s been up to, but you know the important stuff. The things that make him tick and all the words he fails to say. Three words. Three words that he doesn’t think he’ll ever muster enough courage to say to you, but from the look in your eyes, you already know. 

“I’ll jog your memory.” 

And suddenly, your lips are pressed against his. You’re kissing him, and like the lovesick fool he is, he’s kissing you back. It’s pure muscle memory, maybe even animal instinct. He thought that leaving Tokyo was the right thing to do, and for the most part, it was, but with your lips perfectly melding with his own, he thinks that leaving was stupid. 

Making out is such a juvenile ordeal, but he relishes in it because Suguru feels like he’s spent most of his youth trying to outrun it, and now he’s trying to take advantage of what his boyhood should have consisted of. The kisses are now bordering on sloppy and hazy, and somehow, you end up straddling his lap. He’s hard, and he should be embarrassed at popping a boner just from wet kisses, but it’s you. You have an effect on him that no one else does. His Achilles. The one weakness only he can feel. 

Suguru knows that he is not a good person because a good person doesn’t go behind their best friend’s back and fucks their little sister. He had told, thirty minutes before introducing you to the feeling of his cock stretching you out, that the two of you shouldn’t be doing that. Suguru knows that he is not a good person because he cannot be any happier at the fact that history has a funny way of repeating itself. Six years later, and the two of you are back in a similar position.

You’re starting to rut against him, your dress riding up your thighs and exposing more of your skin to him. Suguru helps himself to handfuls of your soft flesh, squeezing in a manner that can’t be defined as gentle, but he loves how you take him as he is without any sort of complaint. All you do is let out a low moan, your pantyclad pussy grinding against his equally clothed bulge. 

Your movements are a bit desperate, frenzied. You’re getting lost in pleasure already, and he hasn’t even done much to elicit such a reaction. The idea that only he can get you this riled up with doing so little makes him impossibly harder, and he looks down, realizing that you’re so soaked, your panties are practically translucent. 

The two of you have the option of taking things slow, but neither of you want to do that. When you spend some time starving, you don’t savor the meal, you scarf it down. 

That’s what the two of you are — hungry, greedy — as you both hastily strip as much clothing as you can bear to spend time getting out of. Your minidress is tossed carelessly on the living room floor, and Suguru can only bother with unzipping his pants and pushing down his briefs just enough to free his cock. 

The intrusion of the tip of his cock entering your wet, needy cunt is less of an intrusion and instead akin to something rightfully returning to where it belongs. Your hands are tangled in his hair, and he relishes this feeling. This wholeness, this concept of being complete.

The inviting warmth of your pussy makes him want to cum right on the spot, but he can’t waste it. He’s spent years pining after you, missing you, and he wants you to feel like the time apart had been worth it. 

“I missed you.” This time it’s him who makes the admittance. You tighten up at this confession, and it evokes a low groan from him, almost as if you had forced the sound to come from all the way down his throat.

“I know.” You gasp out, not able to speak clearly with how deep Suguru is hitting. Your living room is filled with the wet clicks and slaps of skin against skin, your juices coating his cock every time he pulls out. 

The vein on the underside of his cock rubs against your walls, and the slight curve of it enables him to hit that gummy spot inside of you that has you seeing stars. You’ve never given much thought to cocks, but you know that Suguru’s is the prettiest of them all. 

“Tell me you’re mine.” He grunts out, lips brushing against the soft skin of your neck before biting down; gentle enough not to draw blood, sharp enough to still leave a mark. You rock against him, hips moving in tandem with his thrusts, the steady hum of pleasure continuously building up in your lower belly. You are dizzy with pleasure; blanketed in it, being spoon fed it. 

He doesn’t need you to say it to know it’s true, but you moan it out anyway, both to appease him and because there’s a sort of pride in knowing that you belong to him. 

“I’m yours. I belong to you.” The words are separated, punctuated, by the little gasps for air you give out because with every word, he thrusts up even harder, hitting that special spot that will have you cumming all over him, making a mess. 

“Yeah?” It comes out sounding like a shaky breath, and he’s close, you know it, you can feel it. 

Calloused pads belonging to fingers much larger than yours are being pressed against your clit. You’re soaked, and the dryness of his hands combining with your overall slickness gives way to delicious friction that has you cumming with his name as a broken moan filtering through your swollen lips. 

“That’s it, baby. Good girl. Good fucking girl.” He mutters, relishing in the way your walls tighten, spasm, clenching and unclenching sporadically as your body loses its energy and you press yourself up against his chest.

He follows after just a few more sloppy thrusts, the last one forcing himself as deep inside of you as possible. His cum is hot and thick, and it’s filling you to the brim. If he pulls out now, it’ll flood out of you, and the thought is both sad and hot at the same time. You want his cum inside of you, to serve as a reminder that this is real, that he’s real. 

But seeing the physicality of him staking his claim, white seed dripping out of you, turns you on. Him, too, with the look of fascination and boyish wonder he has in his eyes as he stares at how the two of you are connected.

Before he can bother with confirming a round two, a sharp knock on the door has the two of you comically jumping a bit in surprise, both of you glancing at the door and then at each other.

“[Name], I know you’re in there!” You freeze. 

Satoru. 

Suguru wants to try to calm you down, whisper to you that everything’s going to be fine, but the anger laced in his best friend’s — former best friend’s — voice is enough to make him freeze up, too. Not just his icy tone, but what he says.

“I know you’re back, too, Suguru.”

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# MAX VERSTAPPEN / THE HARD-LAUNCHING AFTERMATH

summary: following this request, what happened between the driver and the sky sports journalist, are they married? contains: toxic fans and community. note: first smau BE KIND, enjoy!

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paddockexposed BREAKING NEWS !! Just after confirming he's married, Max Verstappen is seen with Y/N Y/L/N after the qualifying session, leaving together. Some say this is the happiest they have seen then the dutchman. What do you think?

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user1 me and the girlies on twt know. she's using him and they're not truly married.

user2 she's ugly x2 lol

user3 wait.. they seem so happy?

user4 WHATS SO FUNNY.

user5 I love them! Let them be happy!

user6 when are they confirming they're married to each other? max just said he was married, he said no names.

user7 okay delusional, do you have eyes? are you seeing the pictures?

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yourusername such a good weekend! nothing weird happened, nothing at all :-)

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user8 okay criptic, we don't know at all then

user9 yeah try lying

lilymhe love you!!!

yourusername i love you more lils!

user10 ugly ass. max deserves better.

user11 you're so beautiful! I love your job lol

user12 CONFIRM IT.

userwentz OKAY BABEEE HIT IT YEAHH

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maxverstappen1 Pole in Bahrain ☝️

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user13 not surprised.

user14 yeah tell me something new lol

redbullracing LET'S GOOOOOOOOOO

yourusername boring! let checo win!

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user15 WHAT DID SHE SAID user16 WHAT THE FUCK user17 delete this comment.

user18 you're so pretty!

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paddockexposed Another sighting of Max Verstappen and the journalist Y/N Y/L/N.

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user19 okay... not pg...

user20 why are you invading their privacy liked this!

user21 wait i want to see another pov

user22 kinda hot

user23 I HATE HER THAT SHOULD BE MEEEEE

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yourusername bro thinks he can cook lmao

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user24 he's such a gentleman... oh my...

user25 max in casual clothes, didn't knew I was craving that

user26 THAT LOOKS SO GOOD and the food too

heidiberger_ cuties!

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user27 YOU TWO LOOK SO GOOD!!!! IM SO HAPPY!!!!

user28 she's using him! look! like a servant.

maxverstappen1 :/

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landonorris MAKE HIM WORK

TWITTER.

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yourusername YES OKAY VERY MUCH MARRIED OKAY YES MARRIED I AM MARRIED WE ARE MARRIED HE'S MARRIED TO ME AND I AM MARRIED TO HIM OKAY?

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user29 NO WAY

user30 FUCKING FINALLY

redbullracing YAY! CONGRATS!

maxverstappen1 schatje, don't.

yourusername bro thinks he has control over me LOL

skysportsf1 we are loving this!

lilymhe MY LOVES!!!!! dropping alex rn for both of you

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danielricciardo EWWWWWWWWW (I love you both)

fernandoalo_oficial :)

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landonorris BREAK UP

user31 worst day of my life

user32 meh bound to happen tbh

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yourusername someone tell him to stop asking me to take pictures of him while exercising lol

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maxverstappen1 i was told this was not gonna be posted.

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charles_leclerc 😂😂😂

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#max verstappen blurb #max verstappen x you #max verstappen x reader #max verstappen scenario #max verstappen imagine #max verstappen x y/n #max verstappen x female reader #f1 x reader #f1 x female reader #f1 x you #f1 x y/n #max verstappen drabble

[tgcg]

ill break your shit adam

warning for adult lang

fuck you adam sandler

youre lucky karkat likes you

stupid fuck sees an amnesiac girl

and asks her can i marry you

that lady got issues mentally

you still down to do shit anally

deplorable zit on the ass of romanza

karkat told me to put that shit in this stanza

do raps even count as having stanzas

slam poetry tyke at preschool im no manza

youd probably jack it to a log with holes if they were wet ones

sitting on that stupid dock with her papa cracking cold ones

piece of shit id push you off that dock and watch you bubbling

kick your ass like her shitty bro failed when you were troubling

penguins dont quack like fucking ducks you dumbass

thats not part of the rap i just think that youre a dumbass

back to the rap sandler i bet you couldnt drop a single bar

too busy picking up stupid women at the stupid women bar

who even let you into hawaii

also did i say karkat liked you i was kidding he wants to kick your heinie

seriously watching that shit again made him start slamming his head into the cushions and screaming i had to pry them out his hands and he almost bit me

sorry i forgot i was rapping again

piece of shit forgot that you can like women while dating other men

still not over that chuck and larry shit adam

if you just said to the gov you were bi you coulda had em

firefighter of the year? well try putting out this heat

karkats gonna beat your ass like you do every night to your meat

gotta ask is this shit wish fulfilment for you

gotta say larry deserved better than you

i could treat him way better than you not in a gay way though

i just mean youre a massive sleaze basically the worlds shittiest bro

back to 50 first dates man sandler your shit is a bore

the stupid bits with schneider got my ass addicted to snore

if i was that stupid walrus id tear your ass to shreds

if i was that penguin i would also tear your ass to shreds

itd be harder but id still do it

bro fuck adam sandler im through it

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TT: Wow. Bravo, Dave. You've outdone yourself.

TG: i wrote this one exceptionally fucking terrible to represent my inner darkness

TG: i can never unwatch those cinematic fossilized turds theyre like time capsules devoted to everything wrong with america

TG: you dont even understand how egregious that was

TT: I can sense the utter malaise and contempt in every word. It's beautiful.

TT: One particularly interesting point I'd like to make is the fact that you managed to refer to butts in a song about a male target, 10 times in the span of 37 lines. It's not an exorbitant amount, but it appears to be a running theme in your works. Very interesting, if you ask me --

TG: nooooo

TG: nope no

TG: not this shit again

TG: listen one of them is karkats fault

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CG: ROSE, YOU JUST DON'T FUCKING UNDERSTAND WHAT HE'S DOING HERE AT ALL.

TT: No? Please, enlighten me Karkat.

CG: GLADLY.

CG: HE STARTS OUT WITH THE FRIGGIN WORD "ANAL" PRECEDING ALL OF THE OTHER MENTIONS, OF COURSE IT'S ON PURPOSE. IT INSTILLS THAT IMAGERY IN YOUR NUGBONE THROUGHOUT THE TRACK.

CG: AND YOU MAY HAVE NOTICED A RECURRING USE OF THE WORD "SHIT", IN TANDEM. BOG-STANDARD FOR DAVE, RIGHT? NO! IT'S PART OF THE EFFECT!

CG: MY THESIS: ADAM SANDLER MOVIES ARE PIECES OF ABSOLUTE SHIT AND THE REFERENCES TO WORDS LIKE "LOG" AND "SHIT" AND "ASS" ARE TO INVOKE THE SENSE OF TAKING A MASSIVE DUMP THROUGHOUT THE SPAN OF THE RAP, WHICH BY ALL MEANS WOULD BE AN EQUAL OR GREATER USE OF YOUR TIME THAN WATCHING THOSE MOVIES.

CG: RIGHT, DAVE?

TG: … yeah

TT: Okay, I'm willing to concede to that. On this subject matter, as an avid terrible movie enjoyer, you admittedly know better than myself.

CG: SHOULD KNOW BETTER.

TT: And you love them anyways.

CG: YEAH.

TG: hes right

TG: you hear that shit hes right

TG: fuck death of the author im verifying that interpretation

#davekat #dave strider #karkat vantas #rose lalonde #homestuck #made with instrumentals of ether by nas in mind #posting early bc im impatient #comix

[kairiscorner]

CONGRATS ON 1.5K POOKIE ‼️❤️😼😼

if u have time i wanna like request a 42!miles x reader where reader hears some girls shit talking miles about random stuff u pick !! and then she gets like super mad at confronts them and it turns into like this bigass fight a crowd forms and everything and maybe it could be like outside the building where miles is and him and ganke are eating and they hear the noises and stuff and miles is like “wtf is that.. 🌚” and ganke looks out the window and he’s just like “bro it’s ur girl what the fuck.. ⁉️⁉️😨⁉️” and miles is just like 🏃‍♀️💨 and pushes the big ass crowd away n sees his girlfriend beating the shit out of the person and he like breaks it up and takes her out of the area and she explains the whole thing ab how it was ab him and he’s jus like “you don’t even know how much i love you what the hell. ⁉️⁉️😣” and it’s just fluffy in the end ????

HELP WHY DID I MAKE THIS SO SPECIFIC.. if this is like too long don’t even worry about it pookie you already feed me enough w all ur fics im in LOOVVVEVEVE !! anyways congrats again 😼😼

say that again to my face. — miles 42 x fem!reader

summary: sometimes, people forget that they should be minding their own business instead of giving their unsolicited opinions on matters they have nothing good to say about—and especially not to offend a guy's girlfriend by shit talking her boy when she's not taking any of your shit. pairing: miles 42 x fem!reader genre: slight angst and comfort word count: 1,519 author's note: AWW POOKIE, THANKIES !! man ngl, i like the thought of reader being the type of person to not take your shit and be the defender this time instead of miles, HE DESERVES SOMEBODY WHO'S WILLING TO GET HURT FOR HIM, TOO, OKAY !!! omg i hope you like this 💖💖💖

(reblogs are greatly appreciated, it helps get my content out there! if you guys like what you see, please reblog it too <:D)

the shuffling of feet and excited, worried clamoring of other students as they drew more attention to the occurrence outside of the school building was creating more and more tension as nearly everyone exited the cafeteria and went outside to the school grounds. "what's... going on?" miles asked ganke as they exited the cafeteria, with ganke's eyes widening as he got a good look of what was going on and who exactly was the center of attention right now for a not-so good reason. he grabbed miles by the shoulders and dragged him to a spot where he could view the chaos a little better. "dude, it's your girl, she's going crazy on this other girl!" he exclaimed with a rushed voice, worried for you as much as miles should've been, had he known it was you all along being gathered around and filmed as chaos ensued.

as soon as miles heard that his girl was getting some unwanted attention–having a whole crowd surround her–he had to get her out of there immediately. he wove his way through the people filming, cheering and chanting, and merely watching as you throttled this girl you were fighting the best you could–repeating to her as she exclaimed and tried fighting you back: 'what, too scared to say it again? huh? i'll show you who you're messing with this time, bitch!' the crowd went wild hearing you cuss, it wasn't rare for you to cuss since practically everyone was aware you weren't the most innocent person around—but you were definitely a sweetheart, to the right people; no one could believe you were capable of hurting someone this badly, not even miles could believe you were saying all these awful things that sounded so uncharacteristic of you. as miles made his way towards you, his eyes widened, his heart sinking in his stomach as he watched you wrestle with this other girl and screaming at her–hurling insults and taunts at her through teary eyes, yelling out in pain as she pulled at your hair and tried scratching at your face.

"mi cielo, enough!" he exclaimed as he dashed over to you, nearly tripping over as he got in between you two and took the other girl's hits for you. ganke had made his way through the crowd and helped you up, with miles telling everyone the fight was over, there was nothing left to watch, as he jogged off to see you by the infirmary as the crowd gathered around the girl fighting with you just earlier. after you got patched up, ganke left you and miles to have a talk together. miles founs it very out of character for you to have done what you did–after all, you hated violence; there was no way you would've fought that girl for no reason, not unless it was a good reason. "babe, please... what happened?" miles asked you in a soft, worried tone as he placed his hand on your arm and gently caressed you, rubbing your arm slowly up and down, hoping you'd answer when you were ready.

you took in a deep breath and pulled out your phone. "i know this isn't the most justified reason, but, miles... watch this." you told him as you unlocked your phone, scrolled over to your gallery and clicked on a recently taken video of you on the thumbnail. miles obliged and took the phone from your hands, watching the video as it played out. the video started off as a sweet little video message you were gonna send miles, a cute little short of showing him the dance moves you were practicing for fun and ask him what he thought–you were filming this by the sinks at the girl's comfort room, with nobody else there–until midway in the video, a couple of popular kids that used to bully you had entered, and you soon took your phone away, forgetting to pause the recording.

you remained silent and pretended to wash your hands, propping your phone down as you washed your hands to cover up anything else you were doing earlier, not wanting to attract these girls' attention. they were in deep conversation about such shallow things–boys, clothes, victims of their bullying escapades and laughing at their poor, pitiful faces–and you were getting all the more disgusted the longer you heard them. one of the girls then mentioned a name you were quite familiar with, it was, of course, your boyfriend's name.

"oh, yeah, that morales kid... he's kinda weird, not gonna lie." said the girl, causing you to involuntarily look their way. the other girls agreed, stating that he seemed too quiet or too cringy in his outfits, in his shoes, in his choice of friends–or in their eyes, his lack thereof. they cackled to themselves how, for a cute boy from middle school, he ended up seeming like a real 'weirdo'. "it's such a shame... i honestly found his whole little sweetheart act in middle school so adorable, now he's just a killjoy. guess his dad not being around taught him how to turn girls away from him instead of making him even a bit likeable." "what did you say?" you butt in, drying your hands, the camera still rolling and you not noticing.

the girls looked your way with quizzical looks in their eyes, they don't remember you since you had quite the difference in your appearance from when they bullied you a few years ago, but nonetheless, you seemed like a bug to them–a pest–like every other kid at this school that was at their disposal. the girl rolled her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest, eyeing you up and down. "who are you?" "not important. now, what did you say again?" you asked her, your eyes narrowing at her, with her eyes narrowing down at yours. the girl chuckled and sauntered over to you, her face in the frame now–looking completely different than the beaten and battered girl from earlier. she smirked at you and neared her face to yours, which was still scowling at her. "i get it... you like him, don't you? figures, a little... nobody like you with a little freak like him, acting like little weirdos that think they're more than muck in gutters, thinking they're hot shit for standing up to me–" and with that, your nostrils flared as you fumed, and grabbed at her hair; furious that she had the gall to talk to you that way.

miles watched incredulously as you kept pulling the girl's hair, practically screaming at her to say what she said again as the girl retaliated and slapped at your hands, yelling for the girls with her to get you off her–but those girls did nothing to help. they walked out of the comfort room and presumably ran off out the halls to avoid your wrath. and after some roughhousing... you two ended up at the school grounds, where that all went down. after watching, miles looked at you with pain in his eyes; guilty tears soon filling his eyes as shameful tears filled yours as you clung on to miles' sleeve.

"babe, i'm sorry... nothing will ever make this better, but i... i never meant to hurt her, i never meant to hurt you, i never meant to cause a scene, i... i just couldn't bear to have them say that to you..." you mumbled out in choked sobs as you began to cry. miles shushed you and wiped the tears from your eyes, cupping your face and holding you close to him as he set your phone away. "mi amor... i'm sorry, i'm sorry you... oh, i can't even... you didn't have to do that for me. i... i'm okay with being labelled as a weirdo, a freak–just as long as you don't get hurt. that's all i want... i love you more than you could ever know, you don't even... i love you, mi vida..." he whispered as he kissed your forehead, eliciting more tears to fall down your cheeks as you wrapped your arms around his shoulders and held him tightly.

if he was gonna be honest, if someone else said the same things about you, miles would not hesitate to have done as you did–confront those assholes and show them what's what; but having that fone for him felt so... different. he felt guilty, somehow, that you got hurt and hurt someone for him–risked getting disciplinary action for him and getting a lot of people against you for him. he wants to make it up to you, but all he can do now is be here in the moment and reassure you that, no matter what other people may think of him, nothing matters to him as long as he has you by his side to be his strength to keep fighting every day and live. he'd gladly wear the title of 'freaky little weirdo' while hand-in-hand with you–because as long as you'd be safe, as long as you'd be okay, that's all that matters to him–nothing else, just you and him together.

tags !! @ii01vq @luvstarrstruck @maxoloqy @k4tsu3 @solecitoszn @toneystank-3000 @popeheywardssecretgf @lovefrominaya @onginlove @meowmoraless @euphovlq

#earth 42 miles morales x reader #earth 42 miles morales x you #earth 42 miles morales x y/n #earth 42 miles x reader #miles morales x reader #miles 42 x reader #e42 miles x reader #x reader #atsv x reader #miles morales imagine #atsv prowler x reader #atsv x you #atsv x y/n #atsv imagines #spiderverse x reader #across the spiderverse x reader #spiderman across the spiderverse x reader #spiderman across the spiderverse x you #spiderman across the spiderverse x y/n #spiderman across the spiderverse fluff #spiderman across the spiderverse fanfiction

[ratsandclocks]

Sharing (part 1)

(Male Reader/Rodolfo Parra/Valeria Garza/Alejandro Vargas/Phillip Graves)

📝3,508 words(oops) | 18+ | Smut

Alejandro and Graves cannot seem to get along when it comes to having you. Valeria and Rudy hate seeing you upset. They stir up a plan where everyone is happy at the end of the night.

Tags: polyamorous, F/M/M/M/M, Sub/Dom dynamics, pillow prince reader, punishment, restraints, forced proximity, voyeurism, oral(m & f receiving), anal fingering, self imposed edging, overstimulation, subspace(?), no use of y/n, use of petnames; Babe, Baby, Babyboy, Cielito, Cariño, Corazoncito

Dom Valeria, Dom Rudy, Switch Alejandro, Switch Graves, Sub Male Reader.

Note: This took a bit longer to write since you can see, the fic itself got longer than I first anticipated. I tried my best to give everyone some attention but its hard when there's five fucking people. Might finish tomorrow or the day after depending how busy I get but I'll try to update as soon as I can. Anyways this has gotten out of hand... and into the other cuz im jerking off—

Disclaimer: Author does not speak Spanish(fluently) and only used Google for minimum research. If any of the Spanish words used seem off, grammatically incorrect, and/or inappropriate, please inform me and I'll try to fix them.

A petty argument. One that's been going on for about a week between Alejandro and Graves. That's what got you all in this position.

You don't even remember what it was they were fighting about—could be that food you left on the fridge for them that they decidedly did not want to share with each other, could be Philip's now-empty bottle of aftershave that you like the smell of so much, could be that time you wore his shirt to sleep instead of Alejandro's—who cares what the fight was, all you know is that there's heat between them when it comes to you and you did not like that…

Now Rudy didn't like seeing you in distress, neither did Valeria. So naturally, they'd do something about that. And sure enough, they did.

"You're fucking with me." Graves says, as a matter of factly as he watched Rudy handcuff his right hand with Alejandro's left to his pure dismay. Their other hands weren't free either, as they were as tightly tied to their respective sides of the sofa, leaving them immobilized and stuck close to each other. Looking at them together feels like watching two dogs wary of each other, ready to pounce at the slightest provocation—you were simply glad that they cannot do anything about it, but you do pity their place. Their seat was facing the bed, right where you sat with Valeria comfortably kneeling beside you, the two of you not wearing more than your shirt and underwear.

"I'm not." Rudy responded firmly, arms crossed as he glared at the two. "You don't get to touch mi Cielito or yourselves. Not until you start getting along."

"Rudy…" you plead in their defense, but the man only looked at you softly, denied you with a shake of his head, then walked closer towards the bed.

"Don't feel too bad about them now, Cariño." Valeria cooed to you, absently stroking your hair. Her eyes were on the two tied up men while she spoke, directing her words to them just as much. "They weren't being nice, were they?"

"I'm not being nice?" Alejandro finally spoke, pointing his left hand to himself accusingly, only for Graves to pull away the same handcuffed arm. "Look at him!" Alejandro defended himself.

"You've upset our boy, Gilipollas." Rudy lectured, eyes still on yours. You would've said something—another plea or something along the lines of 'you don't have to do this' or 'it's not a big deal'—but Rudy was sitting with you now, hands on your chin to face him and stare at his longing eyes, and that look effectively shut you up. "He deserves way better from you both."

You gasped in surprise when Valeria gripped your hair to pull your head back, her lips suddenly latched onto your neck, already finding the sensitive spot just under your ear. "That he does."

Hands were all over you in a matter of seconds. Valeria's were groping and undressing you, not rushing but surely more forceful than Rudy's. He was way gentler compared to her, softly caressing every inch of your skin she exposes as he kissed your mouth, slowly but just as passionately as Valeria's. All of it familiar, all of it just right.

Heat rushes up your skin. It was already making you lightheaded, their contrast nearly giving you whiplash, but you love seeing their differences, making up for what each other lacked. How they mix so well just to please you, all of them and more just for you—something you wish Alejandro and Phillip could do together.

"You were the one who stole my shit." You heard Graves grumbling. When you looked at him, your eyes met and caught him in a scowl, but his frustrations were clearly directed towards the man beside him.

"It's a shared bathroom, Pendejo." Alejandro quipped, to which he earned a tug on the cuffs from the other man. He tugged back and now they look like little brats fighting over a piece of candy. You couldn't help but frown at the sight, which Rudy quite immediately notices.

"Ey!" He yelled at them and the two men froze in an instant. "You keep fighting like that and you won't get to touch him at all."

"It's not fair, Rudy." Alejandro whined, easily switching from hostility to something more submissive, something he does that usually riles up Rudy. Not tonight though.

"And you're not being fair to him either. Just look—" at that, Alejandro finally looked at you. Your brows furrowed and eyes slightly teary, and clearly not for the reason of being in the debauched position Valeria's hands put you in. Oh how that just breaks his heart, seeing his poor corazoncito longing for him, so close yet so far. How hurt you must be from all his stubbornness.

"You think he wants you two away? That he doesn't want you here with him right now? Think he doesn't want to feel you inside him? You two are the ones depriving our lover of yourselves. Think about that."

"Do you want them, Cariño?" Valeria lewdly whispered to your ears, but loud enough that the other men could hear it. You only nodded, unable to form words while she trails her hands into your boxers, rubbing and stroking you under the garment. "Want their cocks inside of you? Touch every inch of your skin? Fuck you 'til you can't walk like you deserve it?"

"Mhm…" you moaned when her hand gripped your cock, your hips involuntary fucking into her hand.

"Then they gotta be good, right? Else they don't deserve you. Bad boys don't get to touch my sweet sweet boy."

She's pulled you out now and your cock was on full display for them all, hard and dripping as she stroked it. Rudy took off your boxers, throwing it haphazardly somewhere in the room to be picked up later in the next morning. When Valeria let go of you, Rudy took over quickly, teasing his thumb on your slit and you arched your back, promptly falling onto the bed with a whine. You were panting when he let the teasing off, but he didn't stop stroking you in slow firm tugs. Valeria chuckled fondly at the sight as she's taking off her panties, giving you and the rest of the men a show.

"Look at him, Rudy," she says, seductively crawling back towards you, "so sweet and sensitive. Such a shame they won't get a taste."

"Val…" you whined, reaching for her. She's cradling your face now, making you look straight into her eyes.

"You need something, Cariño?" It was almost condescending how she said it, but god if it weren't making you desperately buck into Rudy's hand you would've complained.

"Need you… up here—" she kissed you then—mouth on yours, full of hunger, moans and grunts, teeth and tongue, completely overpowering you—before pulling away and crawling farther. She moved to hover just above your head, legs on either side as she reposition herself with her cunt just above your face. Another whine escaped you when her hands went back to your hair, pressing you into the bed.

"Show me then," she ordered, "show me how much you need me. Show them what they're missing out on."

Your hands wrapped around her thighs, pulling her down and ravaging her like she's the last meal of your life. You lap your tongue at her, burying your face deeper and pushing in your tongue farther. Nose nuzzling to her clit so perfectly that she twitches above you. She was clearly amused, letting out an exaggerated moan to egg on the tied up men.

"So good for me, Cariño. There, there, just like that—dios mio, that tongue! So good. Keep going, baby. They don't deserve you like this."

"Fuck's sake." Graves grunted. Valeria knows just how much he loves your mouth, because you know how to use it. He loves it when you kiss him and try to win him over, giving a good fight only to let him take charge in the end. He loves when you nip and bite on his skin, not too hard to hurt but just soft enough to make him feel like heaven. He loves when you suck on his cock desperately like it's your life on the line, loves how you use that tongue oh so sweetly around him. He loves everything about that mouth of yours, and now Valeria's using it against him.

You thrust your hips when you felt Rudy's tongue circling on your tip. He lifted one of your legs up with his free hand, squeezing lube on your balls to drip onto your ass, and proceeding to tease a finger into your hole. It wasn't much trouble prepping you—with how much you get fucked all the time, surely it won't be—but he still takes his time with it, pushing in slowly, always in search of something, making sure you feel good all throughout. He fucked you earnestly with those fingers, twitching when he found that spot that melts your bones and he instantly stopped with his movements, only to start profusely rubbing that spot and make you whine shamelessly.

And you heard Alejandro let out a strangled groan, now fully aware of Rudy's intentions to tease him.

"So cruel, mi rey." He groaned at the sight, he can see so clearly when Rudy's putting you on display like that. He always loved your ass—loved the involuntary movements you make and sounds you let out when it was him playing with you, making you feel good, when you squeeze around his cock plunged deep into you. God, does he wish it was him in Rudy's place, and Rudy knows that really well, so he's making it a show. Rudy pulled his mouth away.

"Keep watching." Rudy spoke before shoving your cock straight down his throat without a warning.

You moaned into Valeria's cunt, sending shivers down her spine and she chuckled. Now fully sat on your face, she grinds her hips on you, vigorously chasing her high until she stiffens above you, letting out a long moan and sigh in relief as she came on your face. She gave a few more thrusts into your tongue before getting off to the side, lifting you to lay your body between her thighs.

"Would you look at that, Babe." She addressed Graves who is now looking at you with a certain thirst in his gaze. Your face glistening in Val's wetness, eyes closed and brows furrowed in pleasure as Rudy kept bobbing his head, working you up. Valeria's hands traveled to your chest, pinching your nipples and making your back arch. "You wanna come, cariño?" She asked and Rudy sucked on the tip of your cock his fingers fucking into you faster to get you off quicker. But you mewled in response, head shaking as you held tightly on her arms and he immediately slowed his movements down.

"No?" Rudy asks, a heated look on his face. "What do you want then? Wanna get fucked in the ass, mi Cielito? Need a cock to come on to?"

You didn't need to say anything more, you nodded and Rudy carefully let you go. Your chest was heaving and you felt weak, too deep into the headspace Valeria had put you in and the pleasure you were just swimming in. You couldn't move on your own and so the two of them worked together to reposition you.

Now you're facing the men on their seats, your chest pressing on the bed with your ass up in the air. The men in front of you were looking at you with a certain darkness in their eyes, they seem painfully hard under their tight pants, their chests rising visibly with their heavy breathing. Graves couldn't stay still in his seat, constantly moving as if it'll do anything to ease the tightness in his pants—it doesn't.

"Phillip…" you whined, eyes staring at him with haze, god you were so pretty. The man could only groan in response.

"You alright, Baby?" Graves asked, because as much as he wants to take care of you, it's all he could do.

Rudy's hand was on you again, splayed out on the bottom of your spine while the other held his cock, teasing your hole just before slowly prodding in. He was big, you knew that—you're used to it, in fact—but it never fails to make you keen, feeling the stretch no matter how much grueling prep he gives you. You bit your lip as you tried to relax, sighing when you finally felt him bottom out.

"You were asked a question, Cielito." Rudy reminded you, hand reaching to stroke your hair as if to help you ground yourself. You leaned into the touch as you moaned, letting out an affirmative 'Mhm' to answer.

"I'm good…" you sighed, plopping yourself back into the bed, your hands reached to clench the sheets and prepare yourself. You grind your ass to feel Rudy's cock and it's all he needed before he started fucking you.

It was slow and sensual, dragging his thick cock to the tip before slowly pushing in again. You could almost feel every vein on him, every time his head almost caught on that sweet spot inside you but just barely missed—you knew he's doing it on purpose.

"So pretty, isn't he?" You heard Valeria. You don't remember when but she's now behind Alejandro and Graves, caressing Phillip's face with one hand while exploring Alejandro's body with the other. Graves had his head leaning against her while the other man was tense in his seat, trying—failing—to feign control of his desires.

"See what you're fighting for? Getting fucked raw without you?" Valeria said to Phillip, lightly biting his ear to tease before turning to Alejandro neck. "All because you don't know how to share."

You screamed when Rudy suddenly slammed into you, slowly pulling out before slamming back in. Then he took pace, quickening without losing the strength in his thrusts. You were a moaning mess, broken noises leaving your mouth as air gets punched out of your lungs.

"Does it feel good?" Valeria asked and you barely registered that it was directed at you, all you could manage was a pathetic whimper as Rudy mercilessly pounded into you, "Words, Cariño."

"S'good… s-so—" you let out a yelp when Rudy finally hits that spot, deciding to keep abusing it and leaving you a thoughtless, sobbing, mewling mess under him—Under Valeria, and under all of their gazes. You were boneless on the bed, head in the clouds, you felt like you'd float through the ceiling any second, and you were thankful for the moment Rudy put his weight on your back, engulfing you with warmth as perched his hands on the side of your head.

Your gaze wandered through the room, processing anything was a struggle with your mind being full of haze, but you could see Graves struggling through his breathing and the bulge in his uncomfortably tight jeans. He bit his lips as your eyes met and you could only imagine the torture he was in right now. You were like a caged man observing a hungry shark in the ocean—you can see the urge it had to pounce, to destroy the barrier between you, and devour you til you're nothing but bones. But he can't have his way, can't even touch himself, can't give himself any relief. All he could do was simply watch you in your position, so enticing, so good for them all.

It was when he broke the connection between you that you noticed Alejandro had his hand on Graves' thighs, slowly rubbing up on him with a proud smirk on his face.

"The hell are you doing?" He asked Alejandro, a little wary, but just as much curious of the man's intentions.

"Can't touch ourselves, but they didn't say anything about touching each other. Might as well give the boy a little show." Alejandro said, his hand traveling farther into Graves' inner thigh. His breath hitched, swallowing a lump in his throat at the teasing touch. "Unless you'd rather you sit your ass there wishing you could get off by just watching."

"No." Graves said firmly without missing a beat—much to your surprise. He closed his eyes, rested his head back and let out a sigh, "Keep… keep going…"

That proud smirk on Alejandro's face got impossibly more smug and he did not hesitate to move his hand straight to Graves' bulge, pressing and rubbing on it with enough pressure to make the man keen and relax on his seat. Alejandro was quick to decide to unbutton Phillip's jeans, shoving his hand in and pulling his cock out. It was painfully red, dripping and desperate, and by God did you want it in your mouth right now.

You would've begged Rudy to let you suck off the man, but Alejandro is quicker than you could think. He was already leaning down—as uncomfortable the restraints make it—and licking the precum before it could drip down his shaft, then bobbing his head while his hand pumped the man's shaft. Phillip let out a sigh, finally opening his eyes to find Valeria beside him, looking down at him with amusement.

"What?" Graves panted, eyes heavy as he tried to read Valeria's look.

"Nothing," she feigned, leaning down closer to the man, then pulling his head back til his neck was exposed enough to the woman's desire, watching the man's throat bob as he swallowed, "you just look so cute getting along."

She kissed him with vigor, the other hand cradling his neck and their mouth fought for dominance with Valeria at an advantage. Her hand traveled to his chest, squeezing it once before traveling farther down his stomach, tracing every muscle until she reached Alejandro's head. She pulled him off and you can see his stubble glistening from his own spit, she quickly moved into kissing him now, freeing her other hand to reach for Graves' cock, covering Alejandro's bigger hand and pumping it together.

As much as you wanted to keep watching, you couldn't look anymore with how much Rudy was trying to keep your attention on his cock, it was a task to even keep your eyes open. Desperately needing to ground yourself, you reach for Rudy's hand, which he decided to interlock with yours. You gripped it like a lifeline, feeling that heat in your stomach starting to overfill and you were tightening around Rudy.

"Oh? You close, Cielito?" Rudy panted next to your ear, "Are you gonna come? Go ahead, you can do it. Come on my cock."

You didn't need to be told twice. Your cock twitched and soon enough, you came hard, face buried into the mattress muffling your otherwise loud moan, shuddering from the pleasure that shot through your spine.

Rudy fucked you through your orgasm, riding it out with you until the sensation starts edging into overwhelming pleasure. He was still pounding into you, quicker and harder, chasing his own end.

"So close, mi Cielito. Just a little more, I know you can take more. Take it."

Your legs are near to giving up, thighs shook from the exertion, but you stayed still, stayed good for him and let him use you all he wants. You were rewarded with a tight embrace, and the warm feeling of his cum painting your walls. He finally slowed down, hips stuttering as he slowly pulled out. Your legs finally gave out and you went limp on the soft mattress, Rudy followed with you to keep embracing you from behind, giving your back little pecks of kisses and nuzzling on your shoulder.

"Muy bien, mi Cielito. You did so good for me." You felt his warm breath on your neck as he kissed you just under your ear, caressing your hips and just showering you with all the love he could give. You'd love to stay like that for eternity, engulfed in his affection, you could never get used to it. Unfortunately, it had to end sooner than you wished. He pulled away, leaving your behind exposed to the cold air, but not for long as you felt strong arms flip you to lay on your back.

You find all of them above you, even Alejandro and Graves now free from their restraints on the seat.

"Still with us, Cariño?" Asked Valeria and you smiled, letting out a sigh that's more of a stuttered laugh. You couldn't help the heat crawling back up your skin seeing them all looking down at you, you swallowed a lump in your throat before answering.

"Never left." You spoke, part smugness, part teasing. They all smiled, fully understanding what you meant by those words alone—more.

"Good." Alejandro growls, and your stomach drops at the feral look he gives you, his smile widening, tongue going over his teeth like watching food served to him on a silver platter.

"Because two of us just learned how to share."

(To be continued…)

#call of duty #cod fanfic #cod x male reader #male reader #alejandro vargas #rodolfo parra #valeria garza #phillip graves #alejandro x reader #rodolfo x valeria #rodolfo x alejandro #rodolfo x reader #graves x male reader #valeria x reader #cod x reader #cod x you #i made the gif myself and i hate it #my writing

[ilwonuu]

OMGGG!!! Those wonu pics in your post are giving me vampire vibes oh goddd-- 🥵🙏🏻

What do you think about something with vampire!wonu 😏?

- Love you loads (⁠っ⁠˘⁠з⁠(⁠˘⁠⌣⁠˘⁠ ⁠) 💕

you’re so sweet omgs SKSJSJS YES OF COURSE I WOULD LOVE TO WRITEY VAMPIRE WONWOO. HE ISBWISISJSN I LOVE HIM OKAY. thank you for the request lmfao<3

!! 𖤐ʾbite me. j.wonwoo

summary- just what i think vampire wonwoo is like😇

warnings-vampire bf!wonwoo, human!reader, oral m receiving, pet names(darling,pretty,pretty girl,slut), she can’t really call him anything because her mouth is BUSY, cumming on face, cum swallowing, idk what else

author’s note- i love this idea but i feel like this isn’t good i need more wonwoo requests tho<3

vampirebf!wonwoo who would sneak into your bedroom late at night for a quick makeout session. it would quickly turn into more than that. you know your boyfriend.

“wonwoo…you didn’t tell me you were coming.” you say excitedly as your boyfriend hugs you from behind. “hi darling i missed you so much.” he pulls you into a deep kiss pulling you onto your bed.

“i know you missed me as much as i missed you huh?” he kisses you all over your body kissing your neck and and chest softly.

“fuck angel.. you smell so good..” he kisses into your neck rougher causing you to moan his name. “wonwoo…you should stay a little longer…want you.”

“hmm? is that right darling?” you kiss him roughly. “bite me..” you say smiling at him. he just laughs at you kissing your cheek. “oh angel you would want that? mm how perfect that would be.. but i think you can help me in a better way this time?” he smirks at you.

“yea anything you want..” you sit on his lap. “can i see how you put this pretty mouth to use? maybe i’ll reward you with a bite hm?” you nod dumbly getting onto your knees.

“let’s see how good you are darling.” you look up at him slowly pulling his dick out of his pants and boxers.

you kitten lick the tip a couple times watching wonwoo’s face. “s-shit don’t tease..” his hands immediately go to your hair. his eyes don’t leave him.

you immediately take his tip into your mouth keeping eye contact with him. “fuck why haven’t you done this sooner?”

you don’t stop your movements taking his dick further into your mouth. “gonna reward you for how good you’re being hm?” he smirks down at you. “gonna make a fucking mess on your pretty face hm darling? you want that huh you pretty slut.” he spits at you gripping your hair tightly in his fist. “fucking pretty slut taking it so f-fuck so good.” he moans as you moan against his dick. “im gonna cum on your face pretty.” he smirks fucking into your mouth quickly.

he cums into your mouth slightly pulling out of your mouth as more of his cum lands on your face. “so pretty darling look at you.” he smiles at you wiping some of his cum off of your face and pushing it into your mouth. “swallow pretty.” he watches as you swallow his cum. “you deserve your reward huh pretty?” he pulls you up to sit on his lap.

he smirks at you as he kisses into your neck softly. “how about that bite my pretty darling?”

#seventeen #svt #wonwoo #seventeen x reader #svt x reader #svt imagines #svt smut #svt fanfic

[pedroslass]

don’t you worry.

authors note: you lot better start writing bella fanfics!! i love this precious soul. also i have seen a couple posts and stuff saying bella doesn’t mind what pronouns are used to address her. IF IM WRONG OR WHATEVA pls tell me !!

bella ramsey x f!reader (she/her pronouns for both)

warnings: some swear words, bella being upset cus of some stupid haters, crying.

summary: when you come home after a long day of filming, you see your precious sitting on the bed seeming a little upset.

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the key jingled in the door, you huffed as you put it in the wrong way. it had been a very long day for you, you had to reshoot a scene about a hundred times. you expected it, but the scene was difficult and took all concentration. you closed your eyes for a second, letting out a deep sigh, trying again. successfully, you did it. pulling down the handle you used your shoulder to actually push it open, you walked in putting down your flower inspired tote bag and kicking your shoes off.

you stretched your arms above your head, taking in the lovely scent of the apartment you and your girlfriend lived in, it smelt gorgeous, you had an essential oil dispenser near the front door. you forward to the living room, it was empty. t’was quite confusing for you, usually when you walk in, you see bella curled up on the sofa, reading a book which would actually be on the floor due to her falling asleep and it falling out her hands.

“bella?” you spoke, you did a look around the apartment not finding her anywhere, so you checked the most understandable place. the bedroom. you walked in, expecting her to be asleep, maybe under the covers watching tiktoks. however, it was the complete opposite.

she sat there, facing the wall, her head in her hands as her phone lit up her face. “baby..?” you rushed over too her, she let out a painful sob. you didn’t think twice about bringing her face to your chest and wrapping your arms around her.

bella loved when you did this, you were taller then her so she enjoyed the comfort of having you towering over her.

“relax darlin, just breathe, look at me” she pulled her head back, her red glossy eyes looked back into yours. your hands moved to her face, wiping the tears that had fell down her cheeks. “what happened?” you asked her softly, she didn’t say anything apart from handing you her phone, it was the instagram post she recently uploaded of her and pedro on set. she scrolled down, and that’s when you saw the problem.

‘man why you even bothering? you look nothing like ellie. fuck off outta here”

‘your going to ruin the last of us’

‘ew why do you look like that’

‘you don’t deserve y/n. look at her compared to you. LMAO’

the list of hateful comments went on, some calling her slurs, some insulting her appearance. it hurt you, to know some of your fans were involved with the comments, it hurt you to know your girlfriend was sat her doubting herself, it hurt you to know she was crying and in pain. “do you think i’m going to ruin it all? are you gonna leave m-” you cut her off before she could even finish it.

“bella, no. id never do that to you” you said softly, holding her cheek. she looked at you, biting down on her lip. “baby, these people don’t know you, they don’t know how wonderful of an actor you are. i’ve seen you on set, jesus bella. how can you believe this” you let out a small laugh “the way you portray emotions is so beautiful, your acting is amazing. i love watching it, hell, even i take tips from you angel. and you are beautiful bella, trust me. i love you..more then what you know” you spoke, from the heart.

she smiled “there we go!” you exclaimed, that caused her to smile even more. you looked at with a smile “i mean every word” she took your hand into heres “i know y/n. thank you, i love you” she says looking into your eyes, leaning in you pressed a small kiss to her lips.

“now” you jumped up, still holding her hands “it’s time for bed” she nodded “thank lord, i’m so tired”

in the end, she found herself pressed up against you. her back to your chest. your arm was wrapped around her waist and the other placed under her head. “sleep well angel, i love you” you pressed a kiss to her temple “you too, i love you so much more”

#bella ramsey #bella ramsey x reader #cute #fluff #ellie williams #the last of us #tlou

[iicheeze]

THAT TIME I GOT REINCARNATED AS A MUSHROOM MAIDEN

SUMMARY || Congratulations, you're dead! You got hit by Taxi - kun and died from blood loss. Now, you're awoken at a dark cave that was only lit by a single, huge mushroom in the center. As many cute little.. mushrooms? surround you. Hold on, was your head always this heavy?

PAIRINGS || Genshin Impact Cast x Female Implied Reader

TW || mention of death, blood, isekai story shit that im sure yall know 💀, cussing.

TAGLIST || @raidenmylove @kokomisimpppp @glxssynarvi @iruiji @4leyvn3 @klementime @ayoharuko @lemonp1netree @fauxizs (BOLD MEANS I CAN'T TAG YOU, TAGLIST OPEN!!!)

TTIGRAAMM Masterlist (thats how lazy i am to re-type the title 💀)

PROLOGUE — Truck - kun? No, no. Taxi - kun.

Gasps and screams were heard as the blood splattered all over the once-crowded streets, the taxi that hit the person leaving tire marks near the now-dead body.

Who died, you ask?

You, obviously.

You were just trying to get home after a tiresome day of work. Your boss made you do overtime, the other staff lending their works to you with the reason of them already having plans.

Your boyfriend isn't doing any better comforting your shitty situation. He's probably banging another chick at YOUR apartment right now.

You never had any friends as many of them either forgot you existed, doesn't like you, uses you for their benefits, or just plays with your entire being.

A pet? You only consider it as a waste of money.

Family? Please. Your parents were emotionally unavailable when you were a child until now. Your siblings treat you like a stranger.

Your neighbors only consider as you as the intimidating workaholic of the apartment complex.

Even children avoid you, what the fuck.

You have absolutely zero rizz not even the mosquitoes would wanna have babies from your blood.

The only person you have is yourself.

Who cares, though. Your dead now.

What a shitty ass life you've been through.

So shitty and pathetic even the Gods of another world looked down upon you.

You seriously, seriously, deserve another chance.

So obviously, you'll be reborn in their world.

As what?

A mushroom maiden, obviously. That's what it says in the title. 😒

AUTHOR'S NOTE || I KNOW THIS SHIT SHORT ASF BUT THIS IS JUST A PROLOGUE OKAY 😭 i hope u enjoyed tho 🧍‍♀️

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact x you #genshin impact x female reader #genshin x reader #genshin x you #genshin x female reader #female reader #x female reader #genshin impact au #that time i got reincarnated as a mushroom maiden series #genshin x reader angst #genshin x reader fluff #genshin impact x reader fluff #genshin impact x reader angst #fluff #angst #comedy #romance comedy #romcom

[bluetoraa]

•CHILDISH THINGS THEY DO TO GET YOUR ATTENTION•

!warnings!

gn!reader

swearing

karma akabane:

you were doing your homework while karma, was patiently waiting for you to notice him sitting right infront of you.

he was bouncing his leg, waiting for you to look up at him. he couldn’t fuckin’ take it!

what does a man have to do to get attention from his partner??

first he started clicking a pen like a lot, but all you did was put in your headphones to ignore him even more.

have you lost your mind?? you have this perfect man, hell, the man of your dreams sitting INFRONT OF YOU!

he started saying your name repeatedly, hoping you’ll just even GLANCE at him!

c’mon he deserves it.

but you didn’t, you didn’t even bat an eye at him.

what does math have that he doesn’t?? he’s like, so much better! spend your time with him and not wasting away!!

drastic measures have to happen. immediately.

he starts to get REAL ANNOYING. he flicking away your pencil, or drawing something on your paper with his chin resting on his hand with a smirk.

this is when you finally snapped.

you slammed your pencil down on the table and looked karma in his eyes, shouting

“UGH WHAT DO YOU WANT?!??”

“ah, so you do know you to look up! i was starting to get worrried for you back, ya know?”

he said getting up and walking towards you and just picked you up!

who the hell does he think he is??

karma dropped you onto the sofa right infront of the tv, and curled up right beside you to hold you.

“since you were being such a brat earlier, i get to pick what we’re watching!”

“yeah yeah..as long its not something nerdy.”

“HEY-“

after you said that you just, tuned him out.

all he wanted, was to cuddle and watch his favourite show with you…huh.

’what a big baby..’

nagisa shiota:

you were on the phone talking to one of your friends for what seemed like an eternity.

he just walked to talk to you not you ignoring him to talk to your friend, you.

his first method is to just, sit across from you, hoping you’ll notice him.

but you never did, you just kept on rambling about god knows what.

the next thing he thought to do was to sit beside you. bold move nagisa.

but that didn’t fucking work either.

so, he leaned onto your side, thinking you’d get the hint.

but all you did was put your arm around his waist, without even looking at him.

even though nagisa was progressing, this still wasn’t enough.

he needs your undivided attention.

he just wants to see your pretty face, please just talk to him! :(

nagisa was getting desperate at this point. like, EXTREMELY desperate.

he started poking you, staring at you with puppy dog eyes, held your hand, etc.

then, thats when you finally said your goodbyes and hung up.

“whats up with you? you’re acting like a huge baby.”

“mm..nothing. just come here.”

he said as he wrapped his arms around your neck, pulling you into his chest, laying down.

“next time, pay attention to me. please?”

“i will, i promise.”

“we’re gonna watch my favourite movie as an apology. kay?”

you giggle a bit at hearing him be so demanding, if thats what you should even call it.

“thats just fine nagisa.”

you say with a smile. this man really is a baby, but he’s your baby. so it really doesn’t matter.

AUTHOR NOTES;

hey yall..sorry for not posting..and im sorry this is so short.

please wait for a longer one monday-saturday :(! i promise i’ll do it.

but im tired. so…

to whoevers reading this i hope you have a great day or night! thank you for reading!

august 21, sunday. 3:42 AM

#bluetoraa #assassination classroom #karma akabane x reader #karma x reader #assassination classroom x reader #nagisa x reader #nagisa shiota x reader #xoxo!<3

[cressthebest]

Crimson Rivers thoughts pt. 5

chapter 9:

1. OMG DID REMUS FORGET TO GO BACK TO HIS CELL WAIT HOLY SHIT THIS ISNT GONNA BE GOOD

2. oh good wait, remus left and came back

3. sirius’ first thought is to brush his teeth to kiss sirius 😭😭 he’s so me fr. i wouldn’t let my ex kiss me unless they brushed their teeth first. or had a mint. im so sensitive to smells

4. “He used to build things. Create things. And now he's lucky if he doesn't destroy what's already formed.” JESUS FUCK. THATS LITERALLY SO SAD WTF

5. 😭😭😭 sirius is literally amidst gay panic beyond your wildest comprehension and remus is just like ✨☺️😏🥱🩷🏳️‍🌈 “touch me”

BABES

6. “Remus hums. "Imagine how I feel. No one's touched me without causing me pain in five years."” NOOOO BABY

7. god, wolfstar deserves everything. the best wolfstar content i find is always in a fic that is centered on another ship. i could literally survive off wolfstar alone- no water, no food, no air

8. wolfstar calling each other beautiful>>>>>>>

9. 😬 what did sirius jsut say. i must be going crazy. cause there’s no way he just said he needed to brush his teeth

10. wolfstar deserves the world universe

11. reg is no longer a pathetic teen with a crush, he’s a pathetic adult with a crush

12. reg being grumpy even in his sleep <33333

13. james having a pathetic crush on reg while cuddling together is top tier

14. there really needs to be an emoji to accurately show the face i just made. it probably looks similar to this- 😀😟 what. there’s no way reg is about to tease james, just to get his old 14 year old self off

15. 😀😀 girl what is he doing. i-

16. how he became freinds with barty is so crimson rivers canon, i can’t even. like, i KNOW that it’s canon. but it’s also canon that bizzarestars was right about. no author mistakes in that piece

17. damn, reg is actually gonna go at it. i don’t know how james is gonna survive this and make it to the actual arena.

18. “James says his name like it's the only word that has meaning. His voice is rough, and Regulus' name is sloppy and desperate in his mouth, like a hail mary or a form of salvation.” CHRIST. I SAID I DIDNT KNOW HOW JAMES WOULD SURVIVE THIS, BUT HOW THE HELL DID REG SURVIVE THIS??

19. “Barty is a good lover, there's no denying that—but he'll be damned if James isn't just better.” 😟 shocked. omg. who would have guessed this would be reggie’s thoughts

20. “"Because you might die today," Regulus tells him bluntly, shrugging one shoulder as he stands up. "Consider it a parting gift. Now, get out."”

😧

they just fucked, and all reg can do is be like “yeah yeah, now get out horny bitch” no fucking way i just read that right i-

bitch that’s foul

21. “Regulus is a conundrum, honestly.” yes. that’s the word i’d use to describe him.

22. james: don’t tell sirius that reg and i just fucked. also james: “he’s in the shower”

bitch if you could be any more obvious

23. “Remus Lupin. If there's one good thing to come out of all this, it's him.” YES YES YES ABSOLUTELY! REMUS IS THE GOOD IN THIS

24. “”James, I am so grateful to know you, and so sorry that I had to. Every name that I call is a name I wish I never learned. Yours—you—will remain etched into my heart forever."” BITCH I CANT CRY OVER THIS- MY EYE MAKEUP LOOKS TOO GOOD TODAY TO CRY

25. “"I'll see you again soon, Regulus."” BITCH WTF THAT HURTS EVEN MORE THAN JAMES’ GOODBYE

26. maybe it’s been too long since i’ve read the books, BUT this fic seems to capture the absolute tragedy and horrors of it before it even starts even more

27. christ, not reg saying the “i don’t want to go” that hurts. like holy fuck. he’s still just a scared child. don’t put him in that arena

28. god, the way the death of james feels like sirius dying too. and sirius deciding that once james is dead, sirius will be too

how the hell is this people’s comfort fic???

29. not sirius having a lapse of memory and losing his memory of his last moments with james. that shit hurts

30. fabian <3333

31. 😧 wait fabian is dead. they just shot him. holy shit

32. gideon <3333

33. wait gideon is dead too.

y’all. i just-

this whole chapter was a fucking rollercoaster.

#marauders #fanfic #regulus black #ao3 #james potter #jegulus #remus lupin #sirius and regulus #sirius black #wolfstar #crimson rivers #pandora lovegood #pandora rosier #sexy times i guess

[love-belle]

you're losing me !!!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ in which she's losing him and he's not fighting for her either.

or

for when you lose someone you thought you'd spend your lifetime with. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

social media au // max verstappen x fem!reader

sequel - i hope i never lose you ⋆·˚ ༘ *

warnings - language

author's note - my heart broke while writing this :// still, i hope u like it!! lmk if u want a part ii though i'll write it anyway. i love you, thank you for reading <3

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yourusername when the flowers that we'd grown together died of thirst

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maxverstappen1 pole position!!

very happy that we managed to put the best bits together for qualifying today! great work by everyone in the team redbullracing & hondaracingglobal 👏

looking forward to be racing again tomorrow 👌

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f1newzzz formula one driver, max verstappen and singer/songwriter y/n y/l/n called it quits on their engagement, source close to the pair claimed. "they just wanted different things, their goals weren't aligning," the source explained, "marriage had seemed like the picture perfect ending at that time, when max had proposed, but in the long run, they both would've been very unhappy." though the exact reason for their split isn't very clear, many speculate that it was actually verstappen who ended their 11 month engagement. for more details, click on the link in our bio.

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username she did not write "i don't wanna look at anything else now that i saw u" for u to write this fucking shit post

username "she's been my rock, my biggest supporter, my proudest fan and im very grateful for her, forever will be. i don't deserve her and i don't know what good i did to have her in my life but im very glad i do" NO WAY HE BROKE UP WITH HER

username idk man if u write 3+ albums about someone and stuff like "all that u ever wanted from me was sweet nothing" or "all's well that ends well to end up with u" the universe should it impossible for u to break up

username just a daily reminder that u should drink rat poison before falling in love bc it never works out

username the day i stopped believing in love

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yourusername you're losing me is finally yours. this is easily the most vulnerable, heartbreaking, raw and personal song that i have ever written and sharing it with you all is like sharing a big piece of myself. you are, at some point in their life, at a place where you're begging someone to love you the way you love them and i think that's a saddest thing someone can do, i've been there. this song is a messy compilation of my feelings, my thoughts and the enigma in my mind, i hope you like it. and finally, to that one person, thank you for being my forever. it was real.

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username I WOULDN'T MARRY ME EITHER A PATHOLOGICAL PEOPLE PLEASER WHO ONLY WANTED YOU TO SEE HER

username the way we went from "i'd marry u with paper rings" to "i wouldn't marry me either"

username DO SOMETHING BABE SAY SOMETHING

danielricciardo in awe of you and your talent 🤍🤍🤍🤍

-> yourusername danny i heart you

username no bc what really hurts is that throughout her albums and songs she's always been like "i can't wait to marry you!!!!" like from lover and paper rings and now it's hinted that max didn't wanna marry her and the way she's trying not to blame him by saying "i wouldn't marry me either"

-> username "she would've made such a lovely bride what a shame she's fucked in her head" to "i wouldn't marry me either"

username the way that some people were saying that they got married secretly and the whole time they were broken up and she still continued to act like everything was fine like my heart's hurting for her

username "thank you for being my forever, it was real" IM CRYING IH NY GKD

carmenmmundt the most talented person i know 🤍 i love you so much y/n/n

-> yourusername you own my heart 💌

username the 1 is gonna start hitting different now

-> username "it would've been fun if u would've been the one"

username her heartbeat in the song i died.

username thinking about "he didn't try at all though" vs. "do something babe say something"

#f1 x female reader #f1 x reader #fake instagram imagines #social media au #max verstappen x you #max verstappen x reader #max verstappen x y/n #max verstappen x fem!reader #max verstappen blurb #max verstappen instagram au #max verstappen imagine #max verstappen imagines

[n0bluev]

Kim dokja is the only character to consistently make me tear up (be it canon or a fanfic I AM WEAK)

Just mention something troubling him and ill be like 'noooooooooooooooOOOoo not again UEUEUEU' (knowing damn well this was what i was getting myself into from the start. Like please, kdj cannot have a break it, its as if its a part of his character to secretly be miserable while having everyone around him want nothing more than a genuine smile from him (and it is (basically texbook canon), really.))

Example: I've just read 10 long(ish? I like to read idk whats long anymore TT) chapters of yjh pov just hoping kdj would stop trying to shoulder everything alone, and would stop brushing away his care like it wasnt there.... Ending with yjh finally confronting him (basically in the form of a confession but yknow, theres more going on. it was kinda painful to watch, amen) and kdj just shuting him down like "youre mistaken about your feelings" AND LIKE. MANAGING TO SLIP OUT OF YKH'S LIFE IMMEDIATELY (he ran away #typical)

Now, i know damn well kdj has been hiding many things from yjh. Even yjh knows BUT I KNOW BETTER THAN YJH. BUT EVEN IF I KNOW BETTER, SINCE ITS YJH POV, IM AS IN THE DARK AS HE IS, SO. COOL. But i just know ill be able to fucking sympathise for the squid bastard because when have i ever been able to blame kdj for anything after learning about his side of things (bro is complicated in every universe, but i love him for it UGH)

All of this to say, when the author's note (after kdj fucking being dismissive and withdrawn and running away from #looove&peaace✌️) said "I can't wait to write KDJ's POV. If it crushes everyone, then it'll be a job well done," I GOT TEARY EYED JUST FROM ANTICIPATION. And i know from experience of reading (the)orv(™) and other fics that IF THIS IS WRITTEN WELL (and until now it's been written well enough to my liking /hopeful /pos), I WILL get all emotionnal really quickly and cry at the stupidest thing just because its kim dokja and he deserves the world.

So yeah, wish me luck 👍 (both so the fic keeps being good and for my poor soul..) ty

--- the fic !

(fic is 'Surely it Was Fate' by an [Anonymous] author on ao3. Its 800k+ words and I'm only 10/105 chapters through so I am reluctant to recommend it yet, but until now its been good so im crossing my fingers for the rest lol.)

#kim dokja makes me tear up too easily ITS NOT OKAY ahha #orv fic #but its not mine i just mention it #ill put a link in the comments i guess #nvm linked on the fic name ty tumblr #김독자 #orv #kim dokja #전독시 #omniscient reader's viewpoint #전지적 독자 시점

[vickwrites]

I hate you too ♡ carlos sainz

Warnings: 

Smut, unprotected sex, minors dni

Author’s note: Im such a sucker for hate sex <3 enjoy 

‘Fuck you Sainz!’ You were P1 most of the race until a small slip-up caused by Carlos. You were both fighting for world champion so every point was crucial and every mistake hurt even more. The race ended and you ended up on the second step of the podium next to Carlos who was in first. After media duties and your team debrief all you wanted was to go to your hotel room, get drunk on champagne, and order room service. 

You got on the elevator of your hotel, waiting for its doors to close when a large hand stopped them so they would open. Of course, it had to be Carlos. ‘Oh for fucks sake’ you muttered under your breath. He entered the elevator and looked you up and down. ‘Thanks for the extra points princesa’ he smirked. That fucker. ‘I deserve an apology, you fucked me up today, that win should've been mine.’ you said as you walked back and forth as the elevator moved. ‘An apology for what? Being a better driver? I don't think so sweetheart.’ You were furious with him. But all those emotions disappeared the moment the elevator screeched and stopped moving. ‘No, no, no this can't be happening for fucks sake.’ You paced around the elevator. ‘Calm down, someone will probably help soon.’

‘You know, this is your fault!’ you walked up to him and pointed a finger. ‘My fault? How is this my fault?’ he looked at you with those big brown eyes of his. Your lips crashed with each other at full force, his hands around your hips pushing you against the elevator wall, a moan coming out of your mouth. ‘I hate you’ you said as you started undoing his jeans. ‘I hate you too’ Carlos said while his hands roamed your body and unbuttoned your jeans. ‘For someone that hates me as much as you say, youre so fucking wet.’ He said as his fingers grazed your slit. 

‘Shut up and fuck me already’ your moans making him even more turned on. He lifts you up onto the elevator’s railing and wraps your legs around his body. He rubs his cock between your folds before roughly thrusting into you. You wrap your arms around his shoulders as he fucked you roughly against the elevator wall. ‘Youre so fucking annoying, I shouldve won this race.’ you say between moans. ‘Shut up or I won't let you cum.’ Carlos groaned, thrusting harder into you. 

You shut up, too engrossed in the pleasure your rival on the track was giving you. ‘Im gonna cum Carlos, fuck’ you said almost reaching your high. ‘Cum mi amor’ those three words were enough to put you over the edge. ‘Cum in my mouth Carlos’ He pulls out of you and lets you get on your knees. You open your mouth for him and look at him through your lashes. Carlos cumming in your mouth as you stroke his cock. You swallow and open your mouth to show him you had swallowed. As you were putting on your clothes again the elevator started moving again. ‘I still hate you.’ 

‘The feeling is mutual princesa’

#carlos sainz jr #carlos sainz smut #carlos sainz jr x reader #carlos sainz jr smut #carlos sainz jr imagine #carlos sainz x reader #f1 smut #f1 one shot #scuderia ferrari #f1 x you #f1 fanfic #f1 x reader #formula 1 smut

[ofallplaceswhythis]

tcoptp thoughts pt.16

the black brothers angst better be healing

remus and tomny will be the death of me

every wolfstar fanfic needs to have sirius sleeping in remus' bed while james loos for him blissfully unaware

Yayy regulus and remus <33 [nevermind he got angry pretty fast]

Lol wtf is with remus and his fangirls random girls saying hi get that nick nelson thing out of my face this isnt heartstopper

REGULUS?! fucking prank wars gonna start between them now

Marlene its ok im on your side

remus getting chased by girls is his villain origin story

OMG REGULUS IS TRANS IN THIS?!?!

trish is like that random person in class who you think is just off-putting but they're actually really cool and just give you bits of information like a treat of friendship

i love their trio can they please hang out more?? please please ple-

remus and regulus are back <3

impossible improbable, sirius and nikolai would have loved each other istg there has to be one fanfic where they met

'i look for you in other people' remus ik you write poems but this is top tier poetry i cant believe someone actually wrote this

think this deserves a special point but mots putting disaster girl author notes seems fitting and creepy and now im scared

me making myself forget every wolfstar angst that ever happens is a form of self care otherwise i'll cry

............ just kill me at this point why dont you <33

brb guys smt got in my eye

.........holy fuck,,, never going to recover

is this some sort of "the prank" equivalent cause idk how i feel about that (can anything be worse than this?)

EFFIE YOU ARE THE GREATEST MOM IN EXISTENCE

'bite me, suspender stanley' im crying 💀💀

kinda dont like sirius rn and my mind is viciously attacking me for it

ok so remus ran away and is now with tomny, amazing fantastic gl-

never have i felt more pain than i did rn

this is the weirdest take on the miscommunication trope ive seen

hi guys can you please sort the fuck out of your shit? thanks <3

...do the girls know somehow or they just guessed? wont be suprised either way tbh they can actually talk about their feelings

how the fuck is remus suprised that people can actually guess what he and sirius were doing its so obvious like asdfghjklzxcvbnm

please please please please please please please please stop

'im so fucking mental about you' asdfghjklzxcvbnmqwertyuiop

'im not a poet' 'part-time then' THE TITLE'S HERE HGHGDHDSUI

SUNFLOWER FUCKING IN THE BATHROOM GSDGSDGSGFGRS

'youre like a dad to me' asdfghjklqwertyuiopzxcvbnmabcdefghijk

TOMNY MEETING THE GUYS YES ASDFGHJKLQWERTYUIOP

K what happened with tomny and sirius cause im concerned that sirius will actually throttle/kill him.

#the cadence of part time poets #my thoughts #sirius black #remus lupin #regulus black #james potter #wolfstar #the marauders

[kanekoii]

Hear me out what about yandere krisis 👁️👁️

lyra's notes -> oughh you got me there...y'all know i love writing yandere

pairing -> yandere! krisis x gn! reader

genre -> scenario, headcanons

song -> hang tight - cybertrash & vaeo

warnings -> yandere, blood, violence, strong language. this is a work of fiction and is not meant to glorify these relationship dynamics. if you are in a relationship like this, please speak to the authorities or a professional. i'm just some guy writing what people request.

yu q. wilson ->

he's so sweet, like he's made of bloodstained sugar. he was your best friend, but sometimes he acted strangely around you in a way you couldn't exactly understand. you'd never really understand what the hell was going on behind his sparkling blue eyes when he looked at you. sometimes he would have blood and god knows what else on his clothes, but he would just quickly brush off your concerned comments. it was strange really, the way people you didn't know too well who got just a little too close would disappear in a matter of days. your friends and family would slowly cut you off out of fear that they'd disappear too, mangled and left for dead in the basement of your best friend. of course, nobody actually knew he was the one behind this, slowly pushing you closer to his own self. he wanted you all to himself, and he would stop at absolutely NOTHING to achieve that goal. eventually he'd be the only one left, leaving you confessing your love for him. it was all worth it, he had realized. as long as he had you all to himself, he'd gladly do it again.

vantacrow bringer ->

he won't let anyone get too close in the first place. nope, not happening. much like the previous hc's i wrote for yan! piochan, he's extremely violent and completely open about it. he would pass it off as him just getting jealous and going too far by "accident". part of you would begin to wonder if it was an accident when he kept doing it, continuing to leave the mangled and disgusting bodies of the people close to you in the streets. he won't give a fuck if you see, it's better off that way anyway so you can see how much you mean to him. he'll worship you like a damn deity, believing all the disgusting people you considered friends and family don't deserve you at all. they're sickening really, trying to taint you. he's just doing his job and keeping you safe from their disgusting presence and tainting your beauty and grace, and he will NOT stand for that. you're his fucking deity for god's sake (haha im very funny) and he won't allow anyone to get close to you at risk of diluting your grace.

vezalius bandage ->

oh my god i've been waiting to write this one. he's so sweet it's almost unreal, always giving out freshly baked pastries to your friends and family. the only strange thing is that he won't let you have one. it's no surprise to him when your loved ones come to him a few days later complaining to the medic of sickness. let's just say his various scalpels were stained with blood that day. that's his way of doing things, making them all depend on him for healing then simply disposing of their bodies later. sometimes he'll simply add extra arsenic or cyanide to the things he gives out and let them go quietly. as long as he has you all to himself, it doesn't really matter. he's not all violence though, he'll also make your loved ones simply cut all contact with you. the day you made your relationship with him official, he would be willing to do it all a thousand times over just to feel your kiss again.

#lyr.fic #nijien x reader #nijisanji x reader #nijien #nijisanji en #krisis x reader #krisis x you #krisis #nijikrisis x reader #nijikrisis #yu q wilson #yu q wilson x reader #yu q wilson x you #vantacrow bringer #vantacrow bringer x reader #vantacrow bringer x you #vezalius bandage #vezalius bandage x you #vezalius bandage x reader