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uglyducklingofthe2000s · 23 days

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Sugar Doesn't Taste Sweet - Lewis Hamilton

This is a much darker fic (imo) than any of the others, could be borderline like thriller romance. Because I'm ngl Lewis exudes a powerful man who hides a lot, including a dark side the public could not handle (at least that's how it's about to be in this fic).

Dark fic - if you don't like this or the warnings/themes make you uncomfortable. I can't stress this enough, DO NOT READ THIS

Summary: He offered to be her sugar daddy and she figured what harm could it do? Lewis Hamilton is a man with more money than she could ever wish to have. She just never expected how he might use it on her.

READ THESE Themes/warnings: Abduction, tying up, psychological manipulation/breaking down, sugar baby/sugar daddy dynamic initially, smut (always), literally psychopath!Lewis, sex is weaponised, not exactly a the happiest ending

No part 2 requests please - This is actually longer than I expected it to be

Y/n should've done this years ago. Ok. Maybe not years because she wasn't legal to the likes of Lewis. But she certainly wishes she'd done it earlier.

"Obviously we all know there's some sort of arrangement between Lewis and y/n. We all know it and they're not exactly subtle but maybe we should all start placing bets for how long it's going to last. I don't think it'll be long before she's not showing up in the paddock." A F1 TikToker states as y/n watches her phone and rolls her eyes.

They're right, but it doesn't change that it's annoying that they're right.

"What's that face for?" Lewis asks making her look up from her screen.

They're currently on his private jet to the next race and she's just been treated to a Birkin 30 to flaunt around the paddock. She flaunts her gifts and Lewis flaunts her. It's a beneficial dynamic for her either way.

"They're placing bets for as to when I'll not be with you anymore." Y/n sighs clicking her tongue before she smiles. "I mean I know I won't be around forever but they could at least not restrain themselves from being dicks about it."

"You'll be around long enough for them to get over it." Lewis shrugs pulling her over to straddle his lap. "They're jealous. Probably of me just as much as they are of you."

"Mmm...you think?" Y/n smiles then moving her hands down his torso as she leans in giving him a lingering kiss.

Lewis has never told her, but she really does have an addictive touch and presence. One that he's very much happy to get his hits of her as frequently as possible.

Y/n meanwhile is just enjoying having a millionaire's wife's lifestyle. Lewis is a great guy, and if he didn't come with such baggage, then maybe she'd seriously consider being in something long term with him. After all she's more than aware he's a sweetheart and a sex god and he takes good care of her. All boxes ticked. Plus there's no denying his children will be the prettiest kids ever, she'd take such pride in being in the garage as a WAG with their little kids in tow.

But reality is harsh and he does come with the baggage that gives her a headache.

Sex makes it better though.

His jet having a private cabin, though not a soundproof one, does also add to this moment being much more pleasurable.

It's an especially nice addition that Lewis is well endowed and not only that but the man was written by a woman ;). Female pleasure is at the top of his list and he gets off on it. Just that knowledge is enough to turn her on.

Hence why she's already soaked just sinking down on him, shivering at the feeling of his dick filling her beyond capacity.

"I could see you like this all day." Lewis states pushing on the bulge of himself through her stomach and taking some joy out of the sight of her eyes rolling backwards from the pleasure of the pressure of being filled.

Y/n pulls herself herself up, controlling and setting the pace while he makes sure she's taking every inch of him with each thrust. Starting to meet her part way on her way back down.

Her whimpers and clutching at him as her legs start to tremble from supporting her weight and he watchers her tummy quiver as she practically suffocates his cock with how tightly she's wrapped around him. Again pushing down on the bulge through her stomach making her actually cry out in a moan, back arching at the addition pressure mid-orgasm.

His own hand on also triggers his own orgasm the limited available space meaning it leaks out around him with nowhere else to do.

"Fucking hell." Y/n groans just exhausted. "You ever not going to leave me sore."

Lewis chuckles lightly managing to capture her in a kiss before she sighs and looks down then smiling when Lewis lifts her up off of him and begins the clean up for both of them. What a king of aftercare.

Y/n really made it easy to gain access to her devices, to get her login in for her apple account and see every message she sends. Lewis felt like a stalker for it but it paid off when he saw messages between her and her friend about the arrangement coming to an end.

Apparently she's saved up a lot of the money in the allowances Lewis gave her and she thinks it could keep her going for maybe even a couple years if she's smart. Not to mention she could easily sell some of the stuff he bought for her.

To say the least he doesn't think it's acceptable.

So he's not going to allow that to happen.

He asked for her to come to his place for dinner. Dates between them aren't unusual. Though it's a little unusual for him to have them at his house.

"That's a beautiful dress." Lewis smirks as he lets her in.

"Thanks. You bought it." Y/n smiles as he takes her hand raising it and getting her to spin as they walk to the dining room.

"Clearly. I have good taste." Lewis hums earning a grin before he pulls out the chair for her then tucking it as she sits.

His chef, who is under strict instructions to leave as soon as the main course is served, not even to clean up, serves them the starter earning a thank you from them both.

"So what's the occasion?" Y/n asks making Lewis look up, his dark eyes feigning innocent curiosity. "Well you've never invited me to your house for dinner before. Sex plenty of times, I've came here for a couple hours. But nothing so formal and...romantic."

"Are you saying I'm not romantic?" Lewis jokes earning a grin.

"You're romantic but it's just new." Y/n shrugs with a small smile. "Different."

"Good different."

"I'll let you know once we've finished the last course." Y/n hums which Lewis nods at.

They talk, they eat, they are served the main course. Lewis has his ears pricked for hearing the chef leave. Though y/n is too caught up talking about how she's been thinking about how they should take a trip in the next bigger gap.

"Sorry, baby. I'm just going to go to the toilet." Lewis states making her pause.

"Ok." Y/n smiles brightly looking like she realised she might've bene rambling a little.

Lewis sighs getting the cloth ready and putting on a mask. So long as he's quick and doesn't inhale any himself, he'll be safe and y/n will be his to do what he wants with.

Walking back in y/n is still just tucking in to the last of her main course.

"You know, I might be won over to this vegan diet. Your chef makes some good-"

Lewis cuts her off, the cloth doused in chloroform. He knew y/n would fight him, but even her attempt to run just allows him to knock her to the floor, already disoriented by the small amount she's inhaled. He holds the cloth over her face for a few minutes watching the tears well with the betrayal well and truly communicated to him.

She'll forgive him.

He'll make sure of it.

Eventually her body loses the fight to the toxins beating around her body, the adrenaline from her panic successfully aiding to knock her out faster.

Y/n coughs, feeling like her body is freezing even under what she can feel as heavy blankets covering her. She can't even begin to think about her surroundings when she shoots forward. The dinner she ate making the more ungraceful reappearance.

The splattering into a plastic bucket shocks her and her eyes open as she flinches feeling a hand rub her back. She can't move away till she's done and her stomach churns till there's nothing left there.

Then she scrambles back as the memories of what happened fill themselves in from the momentary fogginess.

"What did you do?" Y/n chokes out trying to ignore her body feeling like she's well below what temperature she should be.

"You need to calm down first. If you calm down, we can just talk. Ok?" Lewis tries to soothe but her eyes are darting around the room.

It doesn't take her long to realise that she's in a room she doesn't recognise. There's no windows and while it otherwise looks like just a normal bedroom she also can see the door is pretty heavy duty.

"Please let me go." Y/n hiccups wiping her eyes.

"You're cold."

"And whose fault is that! You drugged me! You-You-You're insane. Whatever you're doing people are going to figure it out and they're going to know! People will figure it out!" Y/n exclaims but the shouting only makes what little energy she has drain too quickly. "I trusted you."

"You'll learn to trust me again. You're better with me than without." Lewis states with a small smile.

"You're crazy." Y/n whispers curling up. "And you'll pay for this."

"You should get some more rest, it'll take a while for your body to recover and get everything out your system." Lewis states placing a heated blanket over her despite her making no attempt to comply in making it easy for him to put it around her.

He also places a kiss on her lips, and while she doesn't kiss back. He shifts leaning to whisper in her ear.

"I'm going to break you and then we're going to be happy. Both of us." Lewis states making her feel her lip quiver but she refuses to let herself cry till he's gone. Even if she's certain he'll be able to watch her. "I love you."

"You wouldn't do this if you did...You didn't even ask me."

Lewis sighs standing up and leaving the room while she feels the heated blanket being annoyingly effective in working her exhaustion into taking her back into the depth of sleep.

Y/n really tried the hunger strike but she's not willing to kill herself to spite Lewis, she needs to keep up her strength if she's going to figure out how to get out of here.

"You look so pretty." Lewis comments watching her eat, has he has every time he's brought her food.

"You disgust me." Y/n grumbles but there's suddenly amusement in his eyes. "What?"

"Nothing, finish eating." Lewis instructs earning a glare but she does as she's told. He clears the tray off to the side before smiling as he sits on the bed. "Do you know what I love about you so much?"

"That I'm so easily kidnapped?"

"That you're so easily touch-starved. You've got a high sex drive and even when you're here like this, I've watched you touch yourself for hours." Lewis comments stroking up her calve feeling her shudder under his touch. "And you're so desperate for someone else's touch, you can't even bring yourself to push me away."

Irritation spikes and she grabs his arms with some force, but she knows it's not enough to overpower him or prove him wrong.

"I could make you soak these sheets and you'd let me." Lewis states making her grit her teeth with annoyance. "Tell me I'm wrong and say no."

Y/n's might've been a sugar baby by trade with Lewis, but she is massively dependent on physical touch with a person. Even just with her friends and family she was cuddling and would hold hands with everyone just while walking through the street. Being so isolated socially and untouched physically is making her whole body beg for her to stop fighting Lewis just to accept his touch.

Her teeth grit with her internal battle, she's almost sure she'll shatter her teeth if she grinds them any harder.

Lewis brushes over the white cotton that's quickly growing damp in anticipation of his fingers. But suddenly he's gone and the ghost of his touch makes her gasp.

"What-I-"

"You need some time to think. I'm giving you that." Lewis states, though that's a lie. He has a plan and he needs to get something that is not in the room.

Y/n is frozen, her body tense and her brain glitching in the fact she really just let him do that. In fact she doesn't move until the door lock clangs and she flicks her gaze to him. Her eyes landing on leather cuffs and ropes.

"Are you going to make this difficult or easy?" Lewis questions making her blink but remain silent.

In fact she stays silent as he pulls off her clothes, leaving her completely naked. She's too stunned to speak but completely helpless to her body's urging for touch and need.

Before she knows it she's cuffed with arms above her head, her legs have been moved up spread with her knees tied so she can't move at all.

"I've missed seeing your body." Lewis comments watching her a little shaky and her pussy quivering as it almost drips under his gaze. "What if I just left you here like this?"

Lewis is going to make her beg. He's going to break her and then he's going to leave to really put the nail in the coffin.

Y/n wants to speak but her stubbornness would rather her take a chunk out her tongue from biting it so hard than speak like he wants.

"Remember how good I can make you feel?" Lewis states leaning down and kissing her exposed nipple hearing her throat making a noise from being her sealed lips. "Or do you need me to remind you."

Lewis is almost certain if he hadn't tied her up, y/n might even be trying to touch him. But she isn't instead she's shaking underneath him and keeping herself quiet.

"Say no and I'll stop." Lewis instructs looking up at her.

Y/n wouldn't dare, hell if he hadn't tied her up she thinks she might've clawed her way onto him.

Lewis doesn't move for a few moments, his fingers ghosting over her wetness and it's the final straw that makes her completely crack.

"Please! Please just touch me." Y/n cries making him smirk in victory, two fingers slip into her with ease feeling her tighten around him as if her body is begging for the physical attention. "Fuck."

"Oh baby, you want it badly." Lewis chuckles while she lets her head drop back, mainly because she can't bear the sight.

Her whimpers grow louder and louder before her back arches at just one tap at her clit. As Lewis predicted he did make her soak the she's squirting onto his hand.

Y/n pants, hardly recovered before he's pushed his dick into her.

"Please please please." Y/n whispers then crying out. Overstimulated from him and the fact she's waited so long to get this again.

"Just let it me have it all, y/n." Lewis commands making her try to pull at her hands desperate to touch him. But he's limited her ability to touch him on purpose, it's all part of his plan.

She has to not just want him but need him and he's got to push her to that.

Another orgasm triggers his own. Maybe he didn't enjoy it being such a long time either.

"No, please." Y/n whimpers when he pulls out.

"Aftercare, baby."

"I don't care." Y/n mutters but she still won't look at him.

"I do." Lewis states making her swallow thickly.

Lewis does clean her up before untying her picking her up and moving her onto the top of the drawers, noticing her grimace. Presumably a little sore since he was kind of rough.

"Don't move."

Admittedly Lewis doesn't usually change his own sheets, he has a housekeeper. But with him intending to keep y/n's captivity secret, he ends up changing sheets before moving her back onto the bed.

"I'm going to be gone for the race. But I've got to set up so you don't starve...can I trust you not to do something that means you're going to die in here while I'm gone?" Lewis asks since he knows there's a risk to giving her a fridge or airfryer is a risk.

Y/n's levels a glare shifting her jaw.

"Yes."

"Good girl."

Y/n really didn't think things could get worse.

Well worse to an extent. Lewis was kind enough to not leave her completely bored. Instead he's given her books to read to pass the time. Admittedly it's better than nothing.

But y/n is a social butterfly, she's an extrovert, she gets energy from being surrounded by people. She loves socialising.

Her mind can't help but wonder where she would be if she hadn't got herself into this situation.

The worst part is she really doesn't know when she might leave this room, when Lewis will trust her. She also doesn't know how he's made her feel so pathetic that she's desperate for his company and his touch when he's the whole reason behind this.

She doesn't even know what time of day it is. She has no idea how many days have past. She doesn't even know if a day has past or not.

Lewis got back home and sighs trying to decide if he wants to go straight to y/n or leave her for longer. He's been checking in on her and noticed that she's showered 3 times a day for over half an hour each time then used the hair dryer to dry herself off when the towels got too wet for her to keep using. She'd easily eaten 90% of the food out of boredom and it looks like she read half the books. Then she slept a significant amount.

He does decide to see her before anything else.

Walking in he finds she's actually asleep and he smiles deciding to just join her and see what happens. He pulls off most of his clothes and climbs onto the bed with her.

Instantly she jumps awake, clearly startled by the presence of another body but when she suddenly wraps her arms around him and nuzzles her face into his chest.

Her body begins to shake as she cries against him.

"I missed you." Y/n hiccups actually hyperventilating latched onto him. "Please don't leave me. Please. I don't want to be left."

"I'm here now." Lewis soothes kissing the top of her head.

He's got no intentions of any freedom in the foreseeable future. Y/n is where he wants her and on hand. The only time he intends to move her is when he's figured out a way to make a room in his apartment in Monaco have equal security. Then he'll move her there. But until then, she's going to be in this room.

Maybe at some point he'll let her back out into the rest of the house.

But this is her life now, and she will get used to it. And he'll enjoy these moments of her relying on him as her means of maintaining some form of sanity.

Lewis really loves being wanted and needed like this.

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gauloiseblue · 2 months

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I feel like Price would stop smoking for his partner, not out of love (although it's always about love when it comes to her, but this time, it's an indirect result of it), but out of concern.

The thing is, Price loves a headstrong woman, but marrying her is a double-edged sword. One side, her loyalty is unwavering, but so is her will.

She hated it when he smoked, it made everything around him smell terrible. Not only that, it's slowly taking away his beautiful voice.

She'd say that it's going to take him away from her, or that their days together will be shortened if he keeps smoking his cigar. But he'd comfort her by saying that 'he's a healthy man' and 'he'll probably live longer than her'.

Of course, she didn't buy into his reasons.

After months of persuasion, she decided that it's not enough and stepped up her game.

One morning, she pulls out a pack of cigarettes, and begins to smoke at breakfast.

To this day, nothing beats his surprised face that morning.

When he asks her why she starts to smoke, she gives him all of his answers to the same questions.

It makes me relaxed. It helps me focus better. Just feel like it.

And when she's feeling a little mean, she'll say; "You know I'll follow you anywhere. If you decide you wanna leave the earth faster, so do I."

And that horrifies him,

The thing is, they both knew that she did it out of spite. She hates the bitter taste of nicotine, and she despises the smell as it gets into her hair everytime. But she keeps going, to the point that she'll buy the non-filter cigarettes.

That's when he decides to stop.

(If anyone asks him what's his biggest weakness is, he'd say it's his wife and her guts.)

He stops smoking almost immediately—not reducing his nicotine doses gradually, but straight up stopping at once.

Of course, after years of addiction, it'll be hard for him to cope with the withdrawal syndrome. He'll get a bad headache, mood swings, and a nasty cough. He'd come back to his old way, if not for his wife's support.

She compensates him by cooking him delicious meals, listens to him when he's stressed, and lets him have his way with her whenever he wants.

Months passed, and he began to feel better. Although he doesn't want to admit it, he does feel that his health is improving. He can run faster, he's experiencing less fatigue, and his mind becomes clearer without the help of nicotine.

His relationship also improves, as she doesn't mind kissing him for hours. They'll go for rounds, to the point that it's tiring her out. Which is a surprise, since she has good stamina.

The boys weren't shocked when they first learnt about it, they said it's bound to happen, sooner or later. Though Soap wasn't happy with it, as he lost the bet with Gaz.

Overall, he's happy with the results. What more can he ask? He already has a loving wife <3

#thoughts #john price x reader #price is giving 'i love my wife' energy dont at me #call of duty #headcanon

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star-suh · 2 months

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Jae-Mean

Na Jaemin x Male Reader

cw: idol au, top jaemin, pwp, sex toys, excessive use of lube, reader is part of dream, fingering, dumbification.

an: he's getting so big, need him asap 😵‍💫

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“are you ok yn?” asked renjun patting his back, “yeah i'm ok.. just a bit tired” he answered while catching his breath. all the members were practicing the dance for the new comeback but everyone realized that yn looked strange, well everyone except jaemin who tried hard to hide his smirk “yes yn tell us if you need a break” said jaemin with fake concern in his voice.

no one knew about it but yn and jaemin had a relationship based only in sex, as a way to “relieve some stress”.

jaemin is a bit mean with yn when it's about to sex, for example, one time he marked him everywhere, that when the fans saw one of the hickeys yn had to lie saying that an insect had bitten him, or that one time that just before an interview jaemin fucked the other mercilessly and he had to endure the pain for more than an hour while sitting.

“i think i'm going to my dorm to rest a bit” said yn getting ready to leave, “wait let me help you” jaemin offers himself while running towards yn.

“you're a psycho.. jaemin”, sighs yn, “i can't hold it anymore”; “come on ynnie just a little more” jaemin smirks again patting his back “it'll all be over soon”...

in the dorm, yn was with his face on the bed and ass up while jaemin was fingering him. “shiiit yn, you did it so well holding in all this lube”. his fingers going in and out, soaked in lubricant, while the rest dripped little by little from the dilated hole of the smaller one “you're gonna pay for this jaemin” whimpered the bottom, hiding his flushed face on the mattress, trying to hide the moans.

jaemin just smirked, continuing fingering out the lube and with the other hand stroking his cock “shush ynnie just relax and let me take care of you”.

minutes after going to the choreography rehearsal jaemin called yn and made a bet with him, “come on don't be boring, what’s so hard about keeping half a bottle of lube inside your ass. just imagine the sounds it’ll make when i fuck it out of you” he whispered that last part near yn's sensitive neck. “what the fuck!” yn yells “you're a sick pervert”; “i will buy you food for the rest of the month” jaemin added… “deal” quickly answered yn.

“here i go”, jaemin scooped some of the lube that was in the bed sheets and smeared it in his big veiny cock “i'm gonna fuck out all that lube out of you” he slowly put the tip inside and then slammed himself making the bed squeak and drawing a muffled moan out of yn. jaemin was fascinated by the sounds caused by the excess of lube "it feels so good augh.. and .. fuck.. so wet.. shit, i won't be able to control myself yn".

he thrusted so hard that some of the lube splashed and landed on yn's back and jaemin's abs. yn kept his face down on the mattress, jerking himself, “i love how you act so feisty against me but as soon as my cock enters you, you become the most submissive whore in all the world” jaemin blurted out, yn clenched his hole when he heard that, “i felt that you whore” he laughs.

the taller was gripping so hard that he left marks on each side of yn's waist, “come here” he grabbed yn by the shoulders pulling him towards him, now yn's back was leaning on jaemin's chest, "damn you look so fucked up" he mocked. yn had hooded eyes and some drool falling from his mouth, his face was still the same or even redder than before. “i can't take it anymore” he cried.

jaemin lay down on the bed letting yn ride him but with a vibrator inside his ass. "hold on a little longer yn, now just focus on riding me" said the top. little did yn know that the vibrator inside of him was one of those controlled via an app, an app that jaemin was searching on his phone “found it” he murmurs and press the button with the number 1 right away.

“oh my fucking go-” yn rolled back his eyes, the vibration sending shivers to his whole body. on the other side jaemin was trying hard to hold in his moans, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure to his shaft. “fuckkkk~” yelled the taller when he pressed the number 2 button, the vibration increased therefore the stimulation too, jaemin could no longer control himself, he's now growling like a wild beast while yn tried not to cum.

the phone slipped from jaemin's hand and when he tried to grab it he accidentally pressed the number 5 button…

they both had an orgasm at the same time thanks to the vibrator at maximum speed, jaemin's cock squirted lots of sperm into yn's ass, some of it sliding down his shaft and falling to the sheets. yn also came, his cock spurted a lot too and some of it reached jaemin's face. “take it out jaeee~” begged yn, the overstimulation hitting them both “i fucking.. caa~an't i feel so.. weak” replied the taller.

luckily the battery of the vibrator died so it stopped minutes later, jaemin’s cock slipped out of yn's ruined hole along with the vibrator. feeling so tired yn fell on top of jaemin falling asleep with the other doing the same seconds later.

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inc-ch-ident · 2 months

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Father(s) | Charlos

Paring: Charles Leclerc x fem!reader x Carlos Sainz.

Warning: Pregnancy, Google translator.

Trigger:

Genre: Fluff.

Prompts: None.

Summary: Y/n L/n, the spirited princess of the grid. She's 5 months pregnant from her previous relationship. She's friends with Charles and Carlos.

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Five months pregnant from a previous relationship, she embarked on a journey of newfound friendship with two F1 Ferrari drivers, Charles and Carlos. Little did she know that her bond with them would evolve into something more complex and beautiful.

As the days turned into weeks, their friendship deepened, and Y/n noticed the admiration and affection that both Charles and Carlos held for her. At first, she was unsure of how to navigate these emotions, especially considering her pregnancy and the complexities it brought to her life. But as time went on, Y/n realized that love had a way of defying expectations and boundaries.

Y/n's pregnancy brought forth a mix of emotions within her. She was excited about the impending arrival of her child, but also apprehensive about navigating the challenges of motherhood alone. However, she found solace and support in the company of Charles and Carlos, who had become her dear 'friends'.

In a moment of vulnerability, Y/n opened up to Charles and Carlos about her own feelings. She admitted that she cared deeply for both of them, but she also had reservations about pursuing a romantic relationship while being pregnant. She feared that it might complicate their friendship and jeopardize the stability she sought for her child.

To her surprise, Charles and Carlos responded with understanding and unwavering support. They assured her that their feelings were genuine and that they embraced the idea of a polyamorous relationship. They wished to be by her side, not only as friends but as partners and fathers to her child.

One day, they walked around the paddock, y/n rubbing her belly, the air was charged with unspoken emotions. Both Ferrari drivers could sense y/n tension, their gazes lingering a little longer, their touches a little more tender.

"What's going on inside your head?" Charles asked her, taking her hand and holding it as they walked.

"Seven months left until our boy would be introduced to the world," Y/n whispered, resting her head on Carlos's shoulder.

"But?"

"But, I'm worried I'm not going to be a great mother. I'm 23" Y/n sighs deeply, taking a seat on the bench as she feels her feet sore.

"And I'm 28. Have you seen yourself around kids?" Carlos scoffed as he and Charles sat beside her. Charles placed his hand on her stomach, rubbing her round belly.

"Even then, we'll be with you through it. Shotgun on dada." Charles chuckled as y/n and Carlos rolled their eyes at him.

"You bet, his first words are papa," Carlos argues back, playfully slapping Charles's hand off Y/n.

"No, It'll be mama," Y/n said, crossing her arms and ending the playfully bickering between the men. Charles placed a kiss on her head and Carlos let her rest her head on his shoulder.

Together, they navigated the uncharted territory of love, trust, and a shared vision of a family. Charles and Carlos were present throughout Y/n's pregnancy, attending doctor's appointments, sharing in the excitement of ultrasounds, and providing emotional support during the highs and lows.

As Y/n's belly grew, so did their bond. They created a loving and nurturing environment, preparing for the arrival of their child with joy and anticipation. Charles and Carlos showered Y/n with affection, ensuring she felt cherished and supported every step of the way.

When the day finally arrived, and Y/n gave birth to their precious baby, their hearts swelled with love and gratitude. Loving her son like their own, by blood or not, their bond solidified by the shared experience of parenthood.

In the years that followed, Y/n, Charles, Carlos, and their child formed an unbreakable family unit. They faced the challenges of parenting with unity, love, and unwavering commitment, celebrating each milestone and cherishing the moments that made their unconventional love story even more extraordinary.

In the world of Formula 1, where competition and speed reign, Y/n, Charles, and Carlos proved that love could conquer all. Their polyamorous relationship defied societal norms, embracing the beautiful complexities of their hearts. Together, they wrote their own love story, one that would forever be etched in the annals of racing history.

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night-daily · 10 months

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Jealousy jealousy | Peter Parker x fem! reader

Summary: 3 times where Peter hears you fangirling over Spiderman and one time he finally explodes.

warnings: none.

a/n: enjoy and let me know if there's any mistakes please!:)

The first time, he overheard you talking to your friends, was an accident, he didn't on purpose it just happens every time he sees you, he has no control over his senses. And he doesn't realize he's eavesdropping until you say something that brings him back to reality.

“... I think he's hot.” whoa, were you talking about him? Nice. “I mean, have you seen how athletic he is?” fuck, it wasn't him. Yeah, he participates in P.E class but he has to pretend he isn't good at it so you or anyone else wouldn't get suspicious. So it couldn't be him.

Peter turned his face away from you, feeling insecure. You were dumping him? Who was this guy?

“Hey, what are we talking about?” One of your friends came to the table you and your friends were eating.

And of course, Peter needed to hear the name of the guy.

''I'm masochistic?''

“Spider man!” You exclaimed with a smirk on your face making your friends groan. His heart stopped for a second. “Again?” Your friend rolled playfully her eyes to you. And you nodded with your head cheerily.

Peter felt his body relax at your words. So you like Spider man uh? Only if you knew Spider man likes you too.

The second time, the two of you are in his room, he sitting at his desk doing homework while you are doing yours in his bed. Well, you got bored doing the homework so now you were just rambling stuff about your classes, your friends, and...

“Hey, have you heard about Spider man?” Peter's body froze. “You know, the Superhero.” He hums in agreement, incapable to make a comment. “I heard some people show up at the crime scenes just to watch him in action.” And Peter dislike that people, they could get hurt and they didn't even care, and for what? just to watch him? “Yeah, that's crazy.” He expected you to agree with him, but you were quiet. “That's crazy, right?” He turns his chair to look at you, but you were avoiding his eyes. “... I don't know, to be honest, I would like to watch him in person too, even a glimpse of him.” Now he was seeing red. Why would you do that? Why would you put your life in danger for someone who you don't even know? Why would you do that for Spider man?

He couldn't help but feel a hole in his chest, it was a heavy and ugly feeling, he had never felt something like that. Jealousy. “What’s so good about him, anyway?” Peter muttered, turning himself, and ignoring the smile that crept across your face.

The third time, you were getting ready to hang out with your friends at the new coffee shop, doing your makeup you saw Peter through the mirror leaning against the doorframe of your room.

“Take a picture, it'll last longer.” your teasing smile sent butterflies to his stomach. “Why would I want a picture? If I have you all for myself.” He came closer to you from behind your back, placing kisses on your naked shoulder. “Oh, you're lucky that I haven't met Spider man then.” He stopped kissing your shoulder “Please, go with him if you like him so much” You turned your face to him. “I'm kidding Pete, I already have you and I love you so much.” You squeezed his hand. “Also, I'm pretty sure he wouldn't notice me, I bet he dates models”

He didn't know why he was more upset, you doubting how beautiful you are or assuming that Spider man wouldn't notice you. But you were wrong in both assumptions.

“You are the fucking prettiest girl I've ever met and anyone would be so lucky to share the same oxygen you breathe because I know I am.” And he smashed your lips, it was a passive-aggressive kiss. “I'm lucky too.”

And the one time he finally explodes, Peter was resting in his bed after a long night patrol when you crossed the door excitedly.

“PETER YOU'RE NOT GOING TO BELIEVE WHAT HAPPENED LAST NIGHT” Oh, sure he did. “What happened, love?” He played fool. “So, remember when you dropped me at the corner of the street? Well, guess what!?” You made it a short pause not giving him the chance to respond “SPIDER MAN WAS THERE TOO” He gasped. “No way!” You grabbed your phone and unlocked it “AND HE GAVE ME FLOWERS. NOT JUST THAT, TULIPS, MY FAVORITES” You showed him the photos of you and your tulips, you looked so happy and that makes him happy too. “He shouldn’t go after other people’s girlfriends” He half-joked. You laughed “Maybe after all you have a rival” He wasn't smiling anymore “I mean, who gifts tulips to a complete stranger? Maybe he likes me? OH MY GOD, SPIDER MAN LIKES ME! WOULD YOU IMAGINE US TOGE-” “Babe, I'm Spider man!” Peter cuts you off. He couldn't stand anymore hear you falling for Spider man. But how would you react? Would you hate him for keeping it secret?

“I knew it!” He was shocked “Wait, what?” you shrugged “Honey, you aren't that subtle.” Now, if you knew it, why you had never told anything to him? “I never told you anything because I kind of enjoy you being like this and I want to know how much you could take it before admitting you were jealous and you were Spider man.” Peter blushed “I never would have thought I’d ever be jealous about me.” You winked at him “Oh, jealousy looks good on you.”

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bunnyreaper · 7 months

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kinktober 6 - chastity

dom!johnny x switch!reader × forced sub!simon

(18+/mdni, dom sub dynamics, cock cage)

simon had lost a bet with johnny, one he can barely even remember now as his heavy balls ache for release. he'd lost, johnny had won, and exacted his revenge in the form of locking simon in a cock cage.

it wouldn't be so bad, if johnny was the one in charge. the two men had exchanged power before, and simon knew how to play johnny as a dom just as he did as a sub--but johnny had given the power away to you.

you who'd never wielded that kind of power in this relationship, you who is physically inferior to ghost in every way, and always his submissive, and yet now you were the one with the key to his cage.

he's already fucked you brainless in front of simon while he could only watch, and denied your orgasm until you promised you'd keep the other man caged for another day. for every day you denied simon, another reward would come your way--johnny would ensure your obedience, and simon's in turn.

simon hadn't expected you to last longer than a day, and he'd kicked up a fuss when you decided he'd have to cope on his mission with the cage still on. johnny is whispering in your ear, pulling all the strings and rewarding you for all your hard work of keeping simon in his place for him.

see while people were usually blinded by johnny's cheeky smile, they failed to see to see the calculating nature behind his eyes.

it'll all end when simon gets down on his knees and begs you, when he accepts defeat and the most degrading humility and lowers himself to ask for you to take it off. but he's not there yet, and you're having a surprising amount of fun keeping him locked away (only because johnny is making it so)

but now simon is away, for at least the weekend, with johnny but without you, and he's absolutely livid about the whole thing. at least with johnny, he only feels slightly emasculated. with you, he feels beyond fucking humiliated. you're just a girl, his girl, the one he usually has wrapped around his finger obeying his every command. with johnny it's always a struggle for dominance, but with you it was a certainty that he'd be in charge, until now.

and here you were with his balls in a fucking vice, continuing his torture all so you can get johnny's attention and approval--because you're a fucking slut for it. simob spends the entire time he's away leaking, straining against the cage and unable to get any kind of relief while johnny teases him more.

your texts to him "ready to beg for it to come off? <3" go entirely ignored

you already dread the day simon will decide to return the favour.

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otdiaftg · 1 month

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The King's Men - Chapter Fourteen

Day: Saturday, March 9th / 10th* Time: 3:55 PM EST

Nathaniel's heart skips a beat. The heat that gnaws at his chest is an ugly mix of gratitude and shame. He tries to speak but has to clear his throat before trying again. "But why? I've done nothing but lie to them. I willingly put them all in danger so I could play a little longer. They got hurt last night because of me. Why would they protect me now?" "You are a Fox," Andrew says, like it is that simple, and maybe it is. Nathaniel drops his eyes and works his jaw, fighting for a center he is quickly losing hold of. He barely recognizes his own voice when he says, "Andrew, they want to take me away from here. They want to enroll me in the Witness Protection Program so my father's people can't find me. I don't want—" he starts, but that isn't fair. "If you tell me to leave, I'll go." He doesn't say it will kill him, but he doesn't have to. Andrew hooks his fingers in the collar of Nathaniel's sweatshirt and tugs just enough for him to feel it. For a moment Nathaniel is months away from this moment, standing in the darkened front hall of Andrew's house for the first time with a warm key digging into his palm. It feels like coming home, and it is enough to take the edge off his fear. "You aren't going anywhere," Andrew says: the same words, the same promise. He is speaking in English again, and Nathaniel understands why when he hears Andrew's next words. Andrew is playing instigator and inviting the Foxes to the fight. "You're staying with us. If they try to take you away they will lose." "Take you away," Dan echoes. "To where?" "Are we talking about 'away for some questioning' or 'away for good'?" Matt demands. "Both," Browning says. "You can't have him," Nicky says. "He belongs with us." "When people find out he is still alive they will come for him," Browning says. "It is not safe for him here anymore, and it sure as hell isn't safe for you. It is better for everyone if he disappears." They understand better than he ever would, since Kevin has already told them of the Wesninski-Moriyama alliance. They'd been dealing with Riko's madness for a year now thanks to Kevin, and they look wholly unimpressed by Browning's warnings. "What part of 'go to hell' do you need us to explain to you?" Allison asks. "We're all legal adults here," Matt adds. "We've made our decision. Unless he wants to stay with you, you'd better bring Neil back to us when you're done with all your questions." "'Neil' isn't a real person," Browning says, fed up with their willful ignorance. "It's just a cover that let Nathaniel evade authorities. It's past time to let him go." "Neil or Nathaniel or whoever," Nicky says. "He's ours, and we're not letting him go. You want us to vote on it or something? Bet you it'll be unanimous."

Art used with permission by Kurra. Thank you @kurra!

*Due to the Leap Year, I have opted to highlight the day rather than the date to keep the events in occurrence to the 2007 year. I will continue to mark both days accordingly.

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exploring europe | harry lewis

summary: y/n & harry travel around europe together face claim: dua lipa

word count (minus the instagram posts) : 2.5k

a/n: hi!!! this is a bit of a longer instagram au with short blurbs following each instragram post . hope you enjoy! also please send in any requests, i'll be more than happy to do them <3

more stuff by me : masterlist

first stop: ireland

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In the rolling green hills of the Irish countryside, where the air was crisp and the scent of flowers hung in the air, Harry and Y/N found themselves on a mission to find the perfect pint of Guinness. It was the third day into their stop-off in Ireland, and the pair had landed themselves in the middle of nowhere.

''Just get your phone out and look on maps; there's gotta be a pub around here somewhere,' Harry sighed. 'I mean, we're in Ireland of all places,''

Y/N rolled her eyes. They'd been walking for over twenty minutes with no luck—Harry mumbling about having a feeling he knew where he was despite the fact he had never been to this part of Ireland. It must have been his pro-Geoguesser skills talking, but right now those skills were useless and they were lost.

''I've got no service, H. We're in the back end of nowhere.'' Y/N laughed, watching as the boy looked around the endless green fields, not a house or person other than the two of them in sight, just a few cows and sheep.

''Alright, well, trust me,'' he said clapping his hands together. ''I think 5 more minutes walking this way and we'll find something.''

5 minutes turned to 10, and 10 turned to 20, but eventually, they found themselves wandering into a quaint pub nestled at the edge of the smallest town either of them had ever seen. Harry was thrilled, gloating at the fact that he had managed to get them here with no directions, leaving out the point in which he had to thumb a random car down and ask the person driving where the closest town was. Y/N kept her mouth shut, letting him have his moment.

So their mission to find the perfect pint continued, Harry ordering them two pints of Guinness and two packets of Tayto (Irish crisps), eager to partake in this quintessential Irish tradition.

''You know, this pint is going to blow your mind.' Harry spoke, placing a glass and coaster in front of his lover.

''Oh, I bet'' she laughed in response, rolling her eyes when he wasn't looking. ''What'd you say we just neck it? Make it a competition?''

Harry narrowed his eyes, staring at her with a look that said, 'as if you think you could beat me necking a pint' without actually saying it.

''Come on, it'll be fun,'' Y/N said, opening her bag of crisps.

''Alright, doll, but don't be complaining when I annihilate you'' stopping to point at her ''and this pint of Guinness.'' Harry spoke and Y/N sent him a playful eyeroll back in return.

''3''

''2''

''1''

''Cheers,'' they both said, clinking their glasses together and then tapping the bottom of the glass on the table, a drinking tradition they always did whenever they necked their drinks.

The creamy foam tickled their lips, dancing on their tongues as they tilted their heads back in hopes of downing the liquid. While drinking, they traded friendly banter and teasing glances, Harry kicking Y/N's leg under the table in hopes that she'd get distracted.

What felt like an eternity was probably only a few seconds for the pair. In the end, it was Y/N who emerged victorious, hitting her glass down on the table before Harry could finish his own.

''Ha!'' Y/N laughed as Harry placed his glass on the table not long after her. ''Better luck next time, babe.''

''I let you win that, by the way,'' he said, taking a crisp from the opened packet on the table.

''Oh, shut up, you're such a sore loser, H.'' Y/N replied, laughing as Harry failed to meet her eye. One thing Y/N loved but also hated about Harry was that he was a terrible loser when it came to accepting defeat, and as much as she knew best to not wind him up even further, she found it hard to conceal her triumph.

''How about another round then?' She grinned at the moody boy across from her and said, ''Maybe I'll let you win this time.''

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second stop: france

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The second stop on Harry and Y/N's travels was France, and the pair had found themselves in Disneyland Paris. Harry wasn't necessarily a massive Disney fan, nor was Y/N, but she had said she wanted to go at least once in her life, and Harry was not one to ever say no to his girl.

So the pair found themselves in the heart of Disneyland, surrounded by the charm of Main Street, stumbling upon a little photo booth adorned with twinkling lights and colourful decorations.

"Look, Harry. A photo booth!" Y/N exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with excitement. ''Let's get some pictures!''

Harry grinned, following her, and she pulled his arm, his heart happy that she was happy.

They stepped inside the booth, greeted by an array of playful props—oversized sunglasses, feather boas, and, most importantly, Minnie and Mickey headbands adorned with sparkling sequins.

"Oh my god,'' Y/N said, reaching for a pair of Mickey ears and placing them on her head. ''Here, you take the Minnie ones.''

Harry laughed, taking the pair of Minnie ears for himself. "Hope these fit on my big head.''

With giggles of delight, they struck playful poses for the camera, their laughter echoing in the small booth as they captured memories that would last a lifetime.

As the flash illuminated the space, Y/N leaned in close to Harry, her eyes shining with happiness. "I love this, H. It's like we're teens again, just having fun together."

Harry smiled, wrapping an arm around her waist. "Reminds me of that shitty little photo booth we did back in Guernsey the first time you came to visit.''

They soon emerged from the photo booth, their cheeks flushed with excitement and their smiles reaching from ear to ear as they collected their pictures.

Looking at the pictures, the pair laughed at one another's silly poses, both agreeing it would look perfect stuck on their fridge with a magnet back in their London flat.

'Definitely worth the 12 euros.''

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third stop : the netherlands

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The third stop of their trip around Europe was the Netherlands. The pair had found themselves in the heart of Amsterdam, where the streets buzzed with energy and the scent of freshly baked stroopwafels wafted through the air.

Amsterdam was always quite nostalgic for Harry and Y/N. It was one of their favourite places to visit, not just with the two of them but also with their friends. They knew all the good spots to go, the best bars, restaurants and especially what cafes served the best weed brownies.

''First night in Amsterdam, what'd you say we start with a brownie?'' Harry questioned, knowing that this would trigger a long night ahead of them.

Y/N hesitated for a moment, knowing what the pair were like when they were high, but ultimately her curiosity was piqued by the suggestion. "Oh, I don't know, Harry. Isn't it a bit early?"

Harry shrugged, taking her hand in his. "Come on, Y/N. When has that ever stopped us? Plus, we're in Amsterdam; where else are we gonna get the chance to get stoned off a shitty little brownie?”

With a nervous laugh, Y/N relented, allowing Harry to lead her into a cosy cafe that the pair had visited a few years prior. They ordered two brownies and two cans of Diet Coke and found a quiet corner to sit and indulge.

As they took their first bites, the rich, chocolaty flavour melted on their tongues, leaving behind a lingering warmth that spread through their bodies.

Y/N looked at Harry, her eyes wide with anticipation. "Do you feel anything yet?"

Harry shook his head, his expression uncertain. "Not yet, silly. Takes a while to kick in. ."

As they waited, Y/N and Harry exchanged nervous glances, their hearts pounding with anticipation. The pair had gone on a booze boat earlier that day and were only just feeling like the alcohol was wearing off—perhaps the two mixed together wasn't a great combination.

More time passed and suddenly , a wave of laughter overcame Y/N, and her cheeks flushed with excitement. "Harry, I think it's starting to work."

Harry chuckled, feeling a sense of euphoria wash over him, his eyes looking larger and puffier than usual. "You're right, love. I can feel it too."

Their laughter filled the cafe, drawing amused glances from the other customers as Y/N and Harry lost themselves in the joy of the moment.

As they sat together, hand in hand, Harry and Y/N realized that sometimes the best adventures were the ones shared with the person you loved most, especially when they ended in fits of laughter and memories that would last a lifetime.

''There's no one else I'd rather get completely baked with.''

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fourth stop: stockholm, sweden

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The next stop for the pair was the picturesque countryside of Sweden, where the summer sun danced on the fields of flowers and the air was sweet with the scent of blooming blossoms.

Unknown to Harry and Y/N when booking the trip, they found that the days of their stay aligned with the midsummer festivities that Sweden had to offer. Y/N, with her bright eyes and infectious laughter, eagerly anticipated the festival, whereas Harry was less enthused.

As they joined the festivities in the village square, Y/N couldn't contain her excitement. "This is so good, H. It'll be such a laugh later, making flower crowns and dancing around the Maypole.''

Harry forced a smile, but inwardly, he cringed at the thought of wearing a flower crown. While Harry was a boy most definitely secure in himself, the thought of a few flowers stuck to his hair made him feel a bit daft. "Yeah, it's great, Y/N. But do we really have to wear those flower crowns?"

Y/N eyes widened in surprise. "Of course we do, H! I've seen you wear questionable things over the years; surely a flower crown isn't where you draw the line?''

Reluctantly, Harry followed Y'N to the flower crown-making station, ultimately knowing that she was right and he had just been silly. They were greeted by a table overflowing with colourful blooms and delicate ribbons.

As Y/N eagerly began crafting her crown, Harry hesitated once more, feeling out of place amidst the sea of flowers. "I don't know, doll. I feel silly wearing this."

She laughed, gently placing a crown of pink and red roses on his head. "Oh, stop it, you look lovely! Trust me, everyone wears them. It's part of the fun."

Harry grumbled under his breath. The thought of the boys slating him in the group chat once they got a hold of a picture of him wearing the flowers, was in the back of his mind. Pushing the thought away, he decided to go along with it for Y/N sake, knowing all the boys had probably done a lot worse to please their missus. As they joined the other villagers in dancing around the Maypole, Harry felt him ease into the festivities a bit more, feeling comfortable with Y/N's reassuring grip on his hand.

The music played, and laughter filled the air and he found himself getting caught up in the joy of the moment. He twirled Y/N around the dance floor, the flower crown long forgotten as they lost themselves in the magic of Midsummer.

''Guess I don't look that daft after all.'' he shouted over the crowd.

The music and dancing continued until the sun dipped below the horizon and the sky blazed with hues of orange and yellow, Harry realized that sometimes embracing tradition meant embracing the ones you loved—even if it meant wearing a what he had once described as a 'silly flower crown'. And as he looked at Y/N, her eyes shining with happiness, he knew that celebrating Midsummer with her was a memory he would cherish forever.

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fifth stop : greece

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Greece was the next place that Harry and Y/N had found themselves on their travels. Swimming in the tranquil waters of the Aegean Sea, Harry and Y/N set off on a boating adventure, hearts light and bellies full from the fruit that they had devoured at breakfast.

As they cruised along the shimmering surface of the water, Harry's playful antics grew more and more daring, fueled by the warmth of the sun and one too many shots of Ouzo.

''Y/N, prepare to be amazed!'' he exclaimed, his voice slurred with intoxication as he stood on the edge of the boat, a grin on his face.

''What are you playing at now?'' Y/N rolled her eyes, accustomed to Harry's antics.

With a flourish, Harry announced his intention to perform a daring flip off the side of the boat—a feat he was certain would impress Y/N.

"Get your camera out, this’ll go viral!" Harry declared, his confidence buoyed by the alcohol coursing through his veins.

Reluctantly, she reached for her phone, trying to suppress a giggle as she aimed the camera at her swaying boyfriend.

But as Harry prepared to launch himself into the air, his balance faltered, and he stumbled awkwardly before falling unceremoniously into the water with a loud splash.

She burst into laughter, unable to contain her amusement, as she watched Harry emerge from the water, sputtering and coughing.

"You've had an absolute stinker," Y/N teased, her laughter echoing across the lake.

Harry sheepishly climbed back onto the boat, his pride wounded but his spirits still high. "A proper howler," he replied, trying to save face as he joined Y/N in laughter.

As they continued their boating adventure, Harry's failed flip became the stuff of a legend, a story they would retell for years to come, a moment that Y/N would be forever grateful she got on camera.

last stop: iceland

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The last stop on their travels was Iceland, where bubbling geysers and towering waterfalls painted the landscape in hues of wonder. It was their final day of their holiday, and Harry and Y/N found them immersed in the tranquilly of the Blue Lagoon.

As they waded into the warm, mineral-rich waters, Y/N let out a contented sigh, her worries melting away with each gentle ripple.

"This has been amazing, Harry," Y/N said, her voice filled with awe as she gazed around at the ethereal beauty of their surroundings. ''The best few weeks of my life, I think.''

Harry smiled, his eyes sparkling with affection, as he reached for Y/N's hand, admiring the black swimsuit that clothed her body. "Glad we picked Iceland as our last spot, best way to end it I think.”

They floated together in blissful silence, the only sound being the gentle lapping of the water against the rocky shore. And as the night sky darkened, Y/N couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness that their holiday was coming to an end.

"I wish we could stay here forever," Y/N whispered, her voice tinged with longing. ''Gonna miss it being just us.''

Harry squeezed her hand, his gaze soft with understanding. "Me too, lovely.“ he paused moving his other hand to graze over her cheek. “But we'll do it again some time soon, I promise. Anytime I've got a few days free on the calendar, they're all for you.''

Y/N smiled, holding out her pinky finger and latching it on to his. "Promise.”

With a promise made, they watched the sun set over the horizon, holding each other close, talking about the precious moments they had shared over the last few weeks—moments filled with love, laughter, and obscene amounts of alcohol. Moments they would remember forever.

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seresinhangmanjake · 1 month

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Mere moments before Jake introduces his bubbly mother to his emotionally-stunted loner girlfriend

(it's basically just dialogue. I'm trying not to force myself into writing longer fleshed-out stuff for Jake atm because i’m struggling with it. Idk, it might be a full fic at some point):

“She'll hate me, Jake. You know that, right?”

Jake snorts and says, “My mother doesn't hate anyone. Arguably, she loves everyone.”

“Has she met a girl like me before?”

“No. But in all fairness, lots of people live their entire lives without meeting a girl like you. I just got lucky.”

“Gross.” Your nose wrinkles. “Will she try to hug me?”

“Yes.”

“Will she ask how we met?”

“Yes. She'll want details, too.”

“Well that's not happening. I do not gab and giggle over cutesy details. I physically can't.”

“Cutesy? When we met you told me to fuck off because I was blocking your sun, in those exact words. Who reads at the beach, anyway?”

“So many people, Jake. So many people read at the beach,” you say. “Tell her we met at a Starbucks. Moms love Starbucks.”

“If I tell her we met at a Starbucks she will want to take you to Starbucks and buy you Starbucks coffees, and you despise Starbucks.”

“Starbucks is not respectable.”

He sighs. “They're not the only ones who add syrup and whipped cream to coffee, you know.”

“They make the biggest show of it and charge the most money,” you argue. “Will she ask about my childhood? Because we both know that was shit, and since yours wasn't shit your mother will think we're incompatible.”

Shaking his head, Jake chuckles. “We are not incompatible, baby. ”

“I know that, but Jake, it took you six months to convince me we're good together and that the universe won't eventually pull it's fucked up ‘gotcha!’ bullshit. How long do you think it'll take for her to believe it?”

“Look at me,” he says, cupping your face. “You’re happy with me?”

You roll your eyes. “Well…yes, obviously.”

“And I am so happy with you. That's all she cares about.”

“I've got five bucks in my pocket. You up for a bet?”

A/N: I have no personal problem with Starbucks.

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childhood friends danny and jason miscellaneous thoughts: because why not, i'm reworking ch2 because it no longer fits with the remaster of chapter 1 so i've been thinking of them, and i love talking about them. which you should totally go read the remaster because its 26k words and im very proud of it and it barely got any attention.

First off Ellie vapes. Mostly because I think its real fucking funny. The first time Danny finds out about it he gets all up in arms about it. Ellie at first thinks its because she's smoking -- which, helloooo pot meet kettle, Danny has been smoking for a lot longer than she has.

And then he throws a curveball at her and says he's upset specifically because its vaping. Like no, no. Dammit, if you're gonna fuck up your lungs you gotta do it properly, none of this cotton-candy flavored nonsense.

He plays it up for laughs and it's largely non-serious 'i can't believe you're using a vape', if only to hide the fact that he is genuinely displeased with his little sister smoking. Self-destructive behaviors and bad habits are his thing, thank you very much.

But, well, he knows he'd be a hypocrite if he told her he didn't like that she was smoking. He's aware its bad for him, but habits are hard to break and he's not particularly keen to break this one in particular.

Danny bullies her relentlessly about it whenever she vapes in front of him. Like don't be a loser, Elle, carry a carton of cigs and a lighter in your back pocket like the rest of us degenerates.

[more under the cut]

Secondly: Danny's piercings? He got the first lobe piercings as a lost bet from Sam in junior year, and they did it in her room with a needle, a small bottle of blood blossom extract, and an apple. He broke out in hives for a week after thanks to the blood blossom, but it prevented the hole from healing up :)

He got the rest done professionally at a piercing place in the Ghost Zone. He asked Johnny where to find it. Sam and Johnny (and Kitty) nearly convinced him into getting snakebites. He got an eyebrow piercing instead.

Danny's undercut is also self-done, he did it because Technus shot at him with an ectoblast and it missed hitting him, but set his hair on fire. Danny got it out pretty quickly, but it left his hair lopsided and obviously looking like it got burned by something. He went to Sam for help after the fight. He liked the way it looks so he's kept it that way since.

Vlad brought up Jason once(1) in a taunt during a fight, and this was after Jason disappeared from the ghost zone, and Danny very. very nearly killed him on the spot. He hasn't done it since.

Which leads into the other thing: Grief Triggers! As I call them. All Banshees have them in this au.

While all banshees are, in general, in a permanent state of grief, Grief Triggers are a specific emotional response that can cause them to spiral into a state of intense, sometimes debilitating sorrow, and most of the time causes them to start wailing.

Banshees know what their Grief Triggers are and in general tend to try and build up a form of resistance against it so that, if something occurs that happens to trigger said grief, they can at least either get away from other ghosts to let loose or have enough control over themselves that it'll take more work to send them spiraling.

As expected, Jason is Danny's grief trigger. He's built up a pretty good resistance to it so that hey, talking about him and his death is easier than when Danny was fourteen. But a little more prodding and it will trigger, especially depending on who brings him up and how. (See: Vlad)

Grief Triggers also manifest relatively the same; with the induction of an intense state of grief and sorrow, but how a banshee acts on it can sometimes vary. Again, it depends on who triggers it and how. Some of them can get,,, violent, depending on how it happens.

Rath, this au's 'Dan', is a case of a banshee being put into the grief state caused by grief triggers and... never really leaving it. Which they usually do on their own, or with help depending on the severity of it.

At the time it happened Danny was going through the worst week of his life a second time: his best friend's ghost disappeared, then his family and friends all died right in front of him, and then he was stuck with someone who wasn't helping him through that grief.

He was already in the grieving state when Vlad tore out his ghost half. As a result, Vlad only made it worse. With that fury thrown into the mix, Vlad ended up getting torn apart and nobody else was close enough with nor could they get close enough to Rath to help him come down from the wailing state.

So Rath ended up getting stuck in a perpetual negative feedback loop of absolute misery, and well... drove himself insane. The rest of the world became collateral as a result.

the difference between Danny and Jason lies in the fact that Jason died, while Danny is dead.

I'm having more thoughts on the CFAU/TMWS universe banshees, actually.

Banshees are either born in the ghost zone from ectoplasm and are ecto-entities and work as banshees as how we know of them, or they're human spirits that died mourning someone and that grief was so intense that it turned them into a banshee. They're a little more rare.

These banshees typically mourn only one person, or sometimes they follow their Realm-born counterparts and choose a family to mourn for. Typically their own.

Ember is not a banshee; human spirit banshees are always mourning another person. However, her abilities emulate certain qualities of banshees: like the beautiful singing. But in comparison to an actual banshee, Ember's voice pales.

Does this mean Danny has the better singing voice? Yeah. Ember is incensed by this.

If canon Danny and CFAU/TMWS Danny met, I think canon Danny would be kinda unsettled or off put by CFAU.

CFAU Danny still has some pretty core Danny traits, at least I like to think so -- his general drive to help people just out of compassion for them (even if it manifests differently at first due to trauma), his wit and humor, his fear of failing to protect his loved ones, all of those resonate with canon Danny.

However, canon Danny, as far as I can remember and as far as his wiki goes, rarely gets extremely angry or emotional. He gets irritated and he gets annoyed but him getting mad I don't think happens super often. CFAU Danny is the angrier one between Jason and Danny. It's one of the things I consider a division point between him and canon Danny as it's a result of him growing up in Crime Alley. Canon Danny is canonically shy and meek prior to becoming Phantom, CFAU Danny couldn't be -- he'd be dead already.

CFAU Danny's anger would off put canon Danny, in my opinion. His anger, his smoking, and for lack of a better term, his bloodlust would unsettle him.

Like, for example, say CFAU Danny gets transported to a canon (or canon-adjacent) Danny's universe. He's staying with canon for a little bit as they brainstorm how to get him back home, and CFAU Danny goes to school with canon if only so that he's not stuck in the house all day.

Whether they try and pass CFAU Danny off as canon's cousin or if the town already knows that he's another version of Danny, it doesn't matter. Because insert Dash.

Dash who, in CFAU Danny's world, has since learned not to fuck around with Danny or the other kids because Danny has long since asserted that he will beat his ass if he does. 'Fucking around' always predates the 'finding out', and Danny is happy to act as consequence.

(As my father told me (paraphrased) when I was a small child and full of uncontrollable anger: "there's gonna be a day where you're gonna hit someone, and they're gonna hit you back")

And canon Dash, who is used to canon Danny who kinda just takes it because it means that he won't target other people, would see CFAU Danny. He'd notice the resemblance between him and canon, immediately try and go "oh new target!", and try and bully him the same way he does to canon. And Danny "I am the consequences of your actions" CFAU Fenton, instantly throws hands.

Just, CFAU Danny is kind but he's also Gotham-raised and full of bite; he's meaner than canon is. He's more ruthless too, especially in his ghost fights. The ease of which he slips into violence would, imo, discomfort canon. CFAU and Canon would eventually get along though, they're not so different that they'd be in constant clash of each other.

(Canon Danny and Danyal Al Ghul however,,, thats another post LMAO)

#cw smoking #cw vaping #dpxdc #dp x dc #danny fenton is not the ghost king #dp x dc crossover #dpxdc crossover #dead on main au #childhood friends au #cfau #dpdc #ugh i could have made this two parts probably #i've had a lot of thoughts on banshees in this au and how i could adjust them #what i didn't get into: the ghostly behavioral affects that danny has gone through since dying. the ghostly mood swings and #heightened emotions that he's had to work through for the last five years.#one of my favorite lines in the remaster is danny mentioning offhandedly that he's gotten better at his mood swings ever since being a ghos #but also implying that vlad has been on the receiving end of these mood swings before and it didnt end well for him #like yessss gurl go through permanent irrevocable changes of your physiology and psyche that has ultimately altered you from the person you #used to be. you are now no longer fully human yess gurl pick up those habits and behavioral changes that is common in the species you've #been turned into even if its only halfway.#iirc i don't think i included obsessions in this au and checking the remaster doc and the word doesn't show up once in all 26k words of it #so hey looks like we get this instead #danny's singing voice is permanently ingrained in my head as sounding like hozier #its very very funny to imagine my au dannys meeting canon danny or canon adjacent danny #cfau seeing dan: who tf is that?? | canon: um.. dan? our evil alternate future self? | cfau: THATS your evil future self??#canon: yeah?? does yours not. look like that? | cfau: NO?#look if dan saw rath he would do a doubletake is all im saying and then would go “what the fuck what the fuck what the fUCK”#turning rath into a horror movie abomination is the fun part of this au and he's never even gonna show up #jason died but danny is dead. it lies in the past and the present. the was and the is. one of us got up and the other didn't

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