#if you won’t that’s okay too LMAOO

[casualhedonists]

DATING IS SO HARD WTF

#vent to follow in the tags lmao #like. what???? #people!!! chill the fuck out!! #i had some dude unmatch with me bc i didn’t respond to him YESTERDAY #and like it’s not that big of a deal we’d only just matched but like?? patience is a fucking virtue?? and i have a life? #he was all like come back :((( then two minutes later he was like ok sorry for bothering you bye and then LEFT #like. fine if you do that but the message?? what?? #anyway it came at a bad time bc. a bitch is already in crisis rn #cause i kinda feel like my irl friends hate me for some reason and i already feel bad that i’ve been so busy i’ve not been able to #talk to them that much #and i was supposed to go on a trip with my friend but that’s been postponed (not her fault or mine) #and my car still won’t start. we tried to jump it today and it didn’t do anything #anyway i’m like rapid cycling through major emotions and it’s like mimi chill the fuck out #and listening to way too much phoebe bridgers i know the end #also i’m in crisis bc i’ve made up with like. my oldest friend who used to have a crush on me and when i told him i preferred girls he like #stopped talking to me for a while #that was years ago and now we’re slowly becoming friends again but i feel so much guilt over it for no reason #and i get into avoidant episodes as a coping mechanism and like. i feel like im going into one atp #okay okay vent over im okay lmaoo #sorry folks hope your days going better than mine <3 #｡･:*˚:✧｡ mimi speaks!

[melancholyhigh]

dbf!leon omggggg i need more of him LMAOO

who has the voice like smarty does?

ft. dbf!leon x fem!reader

synopsis. your dad gets called into work early and asks leon to take care of you.

content. smut. 1.5k words. age gap, oral (both m & f receiving), dirty talk, unprotected p in v, doggy style.

note. thank you guys for requesting <333 i love old man leon sm.

masterlist. part one. part two. part three. i love your guys' feedback :))

You struggled to get to the kitchen. Your legs tremble, walking over, a reminder of your time with Leon last night. 

You’re in his black tee. His scent engulfs your senses. There’s a smile on your face as you think about him. His touch on your skin and his sweet voice replay in your mind. 

Pouring yourself a bowl of cereal, you don’t notice when your dad enters the room. His voice breaks your train of thought.

“Hey,” your dad says awkwardly. 

“Hey, Dad. Ya good?” You trail on, looking at him with scepticism. He looks nervous. He’s rarely like this. It scares you a little. 

He clears his throat before adding, “I need to tell you something, but promise you won’t get mad, ‘kay?”

“Yeah?” You nod your head. You doubt you’d keep the promise. 

“Ya know how I was at the DSO celebration last night? They want me to–” Before he can finish, you’re already protesting. 

“Come on! You said you wouldn’t do anything work-related while I’m here. The party was enough.” You’re mad, rightfully so. 

“You promised you wouldn’t get angry.” You scoff at his words. 

“Can’t they get someone else to do it? Don’t they know you’re on vacation?” You questioned. 

“Yes, but they need me.” He tries to explain. You needed him too. 

“Bullshit.” 

Your father can make you concerned. It fills you with anxiety each time he leaves for a mission, even while at your classes. You’re constantly worried for his safety. You’ve heard stories and seen the news. You don’t want Dad to be one of those reports on the papers for the wrong reasons. 

“I don’t need you worrying over me,” he sighs. “I’ll be fine, like all the other times.”

You’re getting ready to argue again that this is different. You’re spending your vacation with your dad to keep him company, but he’s too busy leaving you for a work call.

“I’ll ask Leon to keep ya company,” he continued, and all the words on your tongue died. “I know how much you wanted to spend your break with your old man. I’m sure Leon’ll be up to it.” 

You knew he’d do more than keep you company. The offer seems too good to be true. All alone with Leon? Did your dad know what would happen? It still doesn’t change that you’re still furious with him. 

“And I don’t want you freaking out. Leon will help with what you need.” Your dad adds.

“Whatever,” you mumble. “Please, don’t die.” 

Your dad laughs, but you’re not joking. He moves to your side of the island’s counter and wraps his arms around you for a hug, kissing your forehead. 

“I love ya too.”

–-

Your dad left a day later for his ‘important’ mission. He tells you Leon will check up on you once in a while. Generally, you’d be annoyed if your dad asked someone to look after you like a child, but Leon is the one checking up on you, so you don’t mind.

There’s a knock, and you open the door revealing Leon with a grin and some takeout. He presses his lips to your cheek and then enters the house placing the food on the coffee table in the living room. He sits on the couch, and you join him. 

“You okay, sweetheart?” His voice makes your heart flutter. 

“I’m better now since you’re here, Lee.” You say, moving closer to him, craving his comforting touch. A small smile forms on his lips at the nickname, though he doubts you’re fine.

Leon notes your furrowed brows and the slight frown that pulls at the corner of your lips. He pulls you onto his lap, kissing your lips. His hands are on your hips, squeezing softly.  

“I don’t think you’re all that good, sweet girl. Want me to help you take your mind off things?”

You wouldn’t have guessed Leon taking care of you would have involved him teaching you to take his cock down your throat in the living room of all places. You shouldn’t be surprised that he’s taking advantage of your father’s absence.

Your knees are on a soft throw pillow, preventing them from the wooden floor. Leon’s pants and boxers are down to his ankles as he sits on the couch, stroking his erection. Your eyes dart from his pretty face to his dick, leaking precum down the shaft. The low groans that leave him have you dripping. 

“Lick it, angel,” he huffs, entangling his hand in your hair and guiding you to his throbbing cock. 

Your tongue runs along the veins of his cock, tasting the precum that drips down onto his shaft. You’re whining at his taste, moving your tongue to the underside of the sensitive head before sucking on the tip. 

Throwing his head back, Leon lets out a loud groan, bucking his hips into your warm mouth. You take more of him until he hits the back of your throat, and a wet gag escapes you. He’s holding back from fucking your throat ‘til all you can think of is his cock. 

“Atta girl. You love my cock down your throat, don’t you?” He moans, bucking his hips up, and you whimper, muffled by his fat cock. The vibrations run along his swollen cock, sending a shiver down his spine. 

You began to bob your head up and down him, peering up at him through your lashes, clumped together by your tears. Leon does nothing to prevent the loud moans that leave him. 

“You’re my pretty little cockslut,” he gasps. His lips part, and a series of moans escape him. You swallow around him and snap your eyes shut. 

Leon’s getting close to his release. He guides your mouth off his cock, whining softly when your teeth graze the sensitive flesh of his cock. He admires your appearance once you’re off his cock. Drool spilling past your lips, lips swollen and slicked with spit. Your eyelashes flutter open. You’re looking up at him, awaiting his next move. 

“Stick your fucking tongue out,” he grunts, and you comply. He tugs on his cock covered with your spit chasing his orgasm, his head thrown back as his come spurts out, coating your tongue and pretty face with his cum. He groans as he watches you swallow it. 

“Good girl.” He pants. “C’mere.”

You’re quick to listen to him, moving from the spot on the floor to his lap, your pussy flushed against his surprisingly half-hard dick. He brings you into a sloppy kiss, tasting his salty cum on your tongue before moving away from you, gasping.

“Mhm, good girls deserve rewards, right, baby?” He’s taking your clothes off, leaving you with nothing on right before his eyes. He feels how warm your cunt is, dripping onto him. 

“Since you’ve been so good, ‘m gonna eat this pretty pussy out.”

You’re on your knees, and your face squished up against the throw pillows on the couch. Your arousal leaks down your thighs as Leon slurps at your drenched cunt. His moans are dampened by your pussy. He’s shamelessly eating you out to get his cock fully hardened again. 

Your thighs spread wide, quivering as Leon sucks on your clit. You are robbed of your climax as Leon pulls away, your slick mixed with his saliva. Your whines aren’t in vain because soon after, his dick enters your cunt slowly.

“Want you t’cum on my cock, sweetheart,” he slurs. “Fuck you’re so wet.”

He’s pistoning his dick in your pussy. He pulls out of your cunt before swiftly entering into you again, over and over. Your back is arched, your ass flushed against his pelvis. The sound of your skin making contact fills the room alongside Leon’s whorish moans. 

Leon’s bulky wrap around you, under your tits, as he pulls your back up against his firm chest, he bucks his hips up into you, his breath tickling your ear.

“Let me hear you, pretty girl,” he huffs, moving his other hand to your clit, rubbing the sensitive bud. Your walls clench around him, hugging him so well. Your whimpering increasing in volume. 

“You feel so good, Lee.” You’re sobbing as you feel the tip of Leon’s cock kissing your cervix sweetly. You’re close to coming. Your legs shake with each thrust of Leon’s hips. Your mind filled with Leon and how good he’s making you feel, only manage to gasp his name out. 

“Come for me, baby.” He groans into your ear as he rams his cock inside you.

Your mind goes blank with pleasure. Your cunt pulsing around Leon from your orgasm. He comes undone, pulling out and spilling onto your back. 

Leon moves his hand from under you, and you collapse onto the soft cushioning of the couch. His cum dripped from your back to the sofa. You feel the silky cloth of Leon’s tee as he wipes his cum off your back. You also feel his soft lips against you, trailing kisses on the flushed skin.

“You did so well for me, sweetheart.”

#leon kennedy #leon kennedy x reader #vendetta leon #leon kennedy smut #leon smut #leon kennedy x you #leon x reader #leon x you #resident evil #resident evil smut #resident evil x reader #resident evil vendetta #smut #✩‧₊˚ fics

[xotication]

hear me out okay..

kaneki loves to leave marks. whether it’s hickeys, bruises, literal bite marks.. you’ve had your fair share of it all. you can’t even complain either, because it doesn’t change anything. poor ken just thinks they look really pretty on you nd he can’t help it :(

sometimes it’s kind of embarrassing how many hickeys he’ll leave on your neck.. you hate having to cover them all the time so at some point you just give up & he’s ecstatic about it. you could be doing your makeup at your lil vanity, nd he’ll come up behind you just to lift your chin nd admire the love bites in the mirror. he’s sosososososo fucken proud of em too.

one time he took a video & posted it on YOUR insta story.. you knew he had your password but you didn’t think he’d do that. what’s funny is that you didn’t even realize until people were replying to your story going crazy.

“wtf??”

“are you dating a vampire??”

“did it hurt..”

“what’s wrong with you..?”

all types of things were being said. kaneki didn’t care though, & he didn’t necessarily understand why you did either. in his eyes it just let people know you were his nd his only.

the bruises he’d give you would be on your hips or thighs from gripping them too hard during sex. he tells you he’s sorry nd that he feels super bad afterwards but he’ll never admit that a big little part of him enjoys hurting you like that.. he doesn’t know what you’d think so he keeps it to himself.

he’ll always make sure to give you an ice pack wrapped in a towel so that it helps the bruises go away but if you say you’re fine without it, he doesn’t pry.. he’ll even ask if he can take pictures but you never really wondered why. you’re just a good s/o so you let him!!

oh nd don’t even get me started on you leaving marks on him.

he LOVES IT. he genuinely thinks it’s so cute nd he leaves them on display if & when the chance is given. he doesn’t care what anyone thinks. even if he goes to work, he couldn’t give less of a fuck if they’re “unprofessional” you try & tryyyy to tell him that he won’t die if he covers them up.. but he begs to differ.

“how will other people know i’m taken if they’re covered?”

“well, you could tell them.. if they ask you anything”

“too much work.”

kaneki’s using any excuse that he can. nd idk if you’ve ever seen those pics of the girls making lil hearts on their bf’s chest out of hickeys but kaneki BEGS you to do it for him. nd when you do he doesn’t wear a shirt for days.. “i should get this tatted” LMAOO ND HE’S SOSOSO SERIOUS.

his obsession with you nd everything you do is absolutely insane. it’s to the point where he’s literally told you he doesn’t even like looking at other girls/boys. like seeing them in public or at work is an ick for him. you leave him wondering why they even exist.

if his friends ask about the marks or tease him about them, he doesn’t let it slide at all. like omg.. this man is all like “mkay & when’s the last time you got play..? ohhh okay” HE’S SO SASSY FOR WHAATT. like baby sit down. it’s just a jokey joke.

n e wayz. he’s all for the love marks. you guys could be 40 nd he’ll still be laying them across your skin.

we love a crazily obsessive man!! ^-^

#HDMAKSKDJ i can’t .. #i need him like wtf #he’s actually so yummy y’all don’t understand #i’m gunna bite his face off #anime #manga #fanfic #fluff #headcannons #kaneki ken #kaneki x reader #tokyo ghoul #x reader #tokyo ghoul re #kaneki smut

[manias-wordcount]

I hope you are doing good! And if requests are open might i request some hc of dabi, bakugo, and spike spiegel (its first boyfriend requester again sorry ;w;) reacting to reader who dresses up like them for halloween (or for spike reader dresses like cowboy andy hahaha)

Dressing Up Like Him HCs (Katsuki Bakugo, Dabi, Spike Spiegel)

𝗔/𝗡: 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗴𝗼!

𝘀𝗽𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗳𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗹𝘂𝗯 𝘁𝗮𝗴𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁: @dogsandrocketsocks @pittbull-enthusiast @asuperconfusedgirl @rendartgrimson

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

𝙗𝙪𝙮 𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙚?

Dabi/Touya Todoroki

He’s gonna think you’re sooo cute lmaoo

He’ll tell you that too but only once or twice - he doesn't want it to get to your head

Chances are you’re probably wearing his clothes and string bean here long as fuck so it’s likely too big for you in certain ways

But he really likes the look of you in one of his shirts and his jackets (You look ridiculous in his pants because of just how ill-fitted they are on you but that’s beside the point)

The only thing that really throws him off is seeing the staples and skin graft scars on you

It’s a crude emulation of his actual skin grafts made from makeup and face paint, but it served as a weird and startling reminder of just how fragile you compared to him

The pain he suffered as a result of his own flames was hard enough but the idea of going through the same pain and process as him? No thanks 

So in the end, he’s gonna think you look cute and will definitely let you borrow one of his jackets anytime you ask because he likes how you look in them

But don’t show him what you’d look like when you’re hurt okay? 

Because who knows what he’d do if he saw you hurt like that for real

Katsuki Bakugo

Even since his debut, Halloween costumes of his hero costume have been pretty hard to come by

So you were pretty lucky to be able to snag a more feminine-looking costume a couple of years after his debut

It wasn’t the greatest material and there were definitely some details that they just didn’t get right (And you know he’d have something to say about the costume creators once he finds out later)

But seeing his face when you showed him the costume was more than enough for you to be satisfied

So naturally, he’s going to be super cocky and like grinning ear to ear like a complete dumbass

Like seeing his SO dress up exactly like him in a cuter version of his costume is really gonna make him happy because that ego is still a little unchecked

But he’s also gonna feel extremely proud

He knew of the existence of the halloween costumes and he knew he had fans

But something about seeing the person he loves most dressing up like him in a show of admiration and affection is probably gonna make him feel all soft and squishy and sweet on the inside

Not that he’d ever admit that though

Spike Spiegel

At first, he’s gonna be mad because the outfit absolutely reminds him of Andy

But then you hit in with the

“I’m a cowboy Spike! I’m just like you!”

And he’s gonna fucking melt

Suddenly all negative feelings he has about cowboys are being washed away by the image of you looking like you walked fresh off the set of Big Shots

Because he’s him, he gonna mess around with your hat and make you pose and say certain things from old western movies with a drawl

He might even sneak a couple of photos here and there (or he’s gonna be completely shameless about it and take candid photos of you looking cute right in front of your face)

And eventually, he’ll probably hit you with his signature snark and tell you that he doesn’t dress anything like that

But he won’t be quick to ruin your fun though - he’s got a lot more compliments to shower you with

Especially since you dress up like all for him

#dabi x reader #dabi #touya todoroki #touya todoroki x reader #katsuki bakugo #katsuki #spike spiegel #spike spiegel x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #boku no hero academia x reader #boku no hero academia fanfiction #boku no hero academia fanfic #boku no hero academia #boku no hero #boku no hero x reader #boku no hero fanfic #boku no hero fanfiction #my hero academia #my hero academia x reader #my hero academia fanfiction #my hero academia fanfic #my hero #my hero x reader #my hero fanfic #my hero fanfiction #bnha #bnha x reader #bnha fanfic #bnha fanfiction #mha

[earl-grey-orange-tabby]

my aftg fan cast

disclaimers:

a lot of these, especially in the next part, aren’t actors, so this is less a fancast and more of a “i have a horrible imagination and need to visualize characters so they feel more real to me” list

if they don’t look like what you picture, agree to disagree! i love seeing other ppl’s perspectives of what the characters look like and i hope you do too

without further ado,

neil josten - benjamin wadsworth

okay listen just because i picked the most used neil fancast DOES NOT MEAN THE REST OF THIS LIST IS BORING!!! he’s just so neil-coded to me in deadly class! i even put him into a photo editing app to change his hair and eye color and he still fits!!! plus the top right pic is exactly how i imagine a nathaniel smile.

andrew/aaron minyard - vlad konoplev

i’m gonna give credit to @kalu_aftg on tiktok for this, because i saw this actor in their tik tok. he’s in a russian series called my biggest secret (i watched a couple clips but i haven’t seen the show)

but come on!!!! this is andrew minyard!!!! and always with andrew fancasts it’s difficult to see them as aaron but i feel like this could go both ways, especially in the bottom right pic. identical, but different vibes, yk?

dan wilds - kiersey clemons

i first saw kiersey clemons in new girl as kc and she feels so dan! then i saw the pic on the top left and i was like YES! this. is. dan. she seems very sweet and friendly but i know she could give a great game face.

nicky hemmick - conor husting

even his pics give off major nicky vibes. he also has a very similar hair length to what i picture nicky with. fun fact: he’s also half-mexican on his mother’s side which is strangely accurate lol!!

allison reynolds - jessica lord

i’m gonna be honest i just searched up “blond actresses 20’s” and that top left photo popped up and it was just so so so allison!! i included a couple pics of her in the ballet movie “find me in paris” because i couldn’t find a lot of pics of any of these actors in active wear and this felt close enough.

kevin day - nicholas galitzine

honestly i got this idea from an instagram live he did where he was yelling about being 6 foot and my brain was like “that is kevin day IN THE FLESH”. i originally saw him in bottoms and he totally cracked me up.

matt boyd - daniel ezra

like come on!!! his smile is so bright and inviting, it gives off such strong matt energy. he played spencer james in all-american and i haven’t watched it but ive seen ppl say good things. bonus: he’s the only one i could find with any form of a face guard (even tho nick galitzine also played a football player in bottoms lol)

renee walker - sydney park & lana condor

okay SO my criteria was soft-looking people that can look sharp in other pictures, and i came up with these two! it’s kinda hard to picture renee without the pastel/white hair but let’s suspend disbelief.

seth gordon - young david beckham

speaking of suspending disbelief, LMAOO. just hear me out, okay. seth was a fifth year, slightly older than the rest of them, so i was looking for that + blond buzz cut and this is the result!

and that’s all! i have more so i’ll probably make a part two, but im having trouble finding a nathan because it’s so hard NOT to picture nathan as a redhead but that means he probably won’t look like benjamin wadsworth.

#aftg #all for the game #andrew minyard #neil josten #dan wilds #matt boyd #renee walker #seth gordon #kevin day #allison reynolds #nicky hemmick #foxhole court #fancast

[illicitlimerence-writes]

a conversation stuck in your throat | m. verstappen

pairing: max verstappen x singer!actress!reader word count: 8.3k words request: yes, by anons: “hii! i absolutely love looove looooooooove the soft!boyfriend!max fic you posted! could you do one where him and y/n went from friends to lovers and it's y/n's first time (so their first time together as well) and max makes sure it's as sensual and loving as possible (he just wants to spoil her and show her how much he loves her)? basically lots of fluff (and smut I guess lol) 💕💕💕” & “hii hope you’re doing good! can I request a jealous max please? maybe he gets possessive and protective and it ends fluffly? idk I’m not too good at this lmaoo. thank youu <33” & “desperate making out w max v in a club? reader and him are together/best friends” & “I have a desperate need for a blurb with sick!reader and soft max taking care of her/them 🥺” & “hi babes 💗 i hope its okay to request this. i have an idea for a max v fic, inspired by dress by taylor swift? maybe they started off as best friends and then they started dating but they didn't announce it to the public so everyone just thinks they are best friends still? and maybe the golden tattoo he left on her as a mark is a tattoo reader got for him? either 'max' or '33' in golden ink? idk if this exists in real life lol. and reader is a singer and actress? this fic could maybe be little moments between them? like with time jumps but this is just an idea feel free to make it yours 💗” those were a lot of reqs wow. i hope you all like it!!!!!!!!!!! warnings: smut (18+ only, minors dni), language, christi*n h*rner (only for a tiiiny bit tho), (legal) drinking, i'm sure there's more that i missed lolol. a/n: this is one of my favorite pairings i’ve ever written. i swear. i already want to write more for these two. as always thank you to my cousin @ireallydontknowdudee for helping me proofread<3

my masterlist / / click here to read part one ‘superheroes and flat caps’ (you have to read that one first, otherwise this one won’t make much sense lolol) / / click here to listen to the playlist i made for these fics

june 30th, 2021. spielberg, austria.

the club was dark and the music was loud. there were bodies pressed together, people grinding on each other. the alcohol was present and common sense was long gone.

she had been a little apprehensive at first, she wasn’t too sure about the decision to drive to the club a few miles away from their hotel, but max had convinced her. and she’d do pretty much anything if it made max happy.

it was their first time clubbing together, and she was curious to see what type of drunk max was. since they still had to drive back, and she had to be up and presentable early the next day, they had agreed to not get too drunk. but that didn’t mean that they couldn’t have fun and enjoy the night celebrating her and her achievements.

“another one?” max’s breath on her ear made her skin get goosebumps, since the music was deafeningly loud, he had to lean incredibly close to her so she could hear him. she turned around and acted as if it didn’t affect her.

“i want tequila,” she replied, standing on her tiptoes to reach his ear. she leaned back and watched a smirk appearing on his lips. since they’d arrived max had been asking her to do tequila shots with him, since he claimed he knew a perfect method for it. she’d refused, sticking to drinks that weren’t so strong. but she wanted to please him this one time. 

“i knew you’d change your mind, come on,” he was quick to grab her hand and lead her away from the crowd of people dancing. they reached the bar and max asked for four tequila shots to be sent their way. they walked to their private booth, where they’d left their coats and her bag. the security guard that looked after that section let them in without too much trouble, they were the only vips of the night.

she sat down first, sliding on the seat until she was pressed between the wall and max’s body. she laughed at his actions, he was behaving like an excited, hyperactive kid. he leaned in to kiss her cheek, something he always did when they were alone. since the beginning of their friendship she started noticing that there were certain things that max only did with her. touching, or showing any type of physical affection was one of them. 

she didn’t find it weird or anything, she was familiar with the different types of love language, she just figured that touching was max’s. plus, she wasn’t complaining. she liked feeling loved, and that was how max made her feel. despite the short amount of time that they’d known each other, they’d grown to call each other ‘best friends’ rather quickly.

“so, what’s this great new method you were bragging about?” she leaned close to his ear.

“ah, impatient, much?” he grinned, she rolled her eyes, nudging his ribs with her elbow. “there’s really not much of a difference. it’s salt, shot, lime,”

“you do your shots with salt and lime?” she teased, raising her eyebrows, “pussy.”

“what?” max asked, taken aback.

“the best part of tequila is the burn. the ache that makes you want more, that feels so great once it’s gone, but is what keeps you going.” she spoke about tequila like one would talk about a lover, she made it feel intimate. “but fine, we’ll try your way,”

“well now my way sounds like bullshit,” max laughed, and she chuckled, leaning her forehead against his shoulder. 

“we’ll do both,” she declared, watching the bartender drop off the tray with the hard liquor. “you go first,” she encouraged him. max nodded, grabbing the salt and a slice of lime. 

“your hair,” he said, she frowned, “move your hair out of the way,” she did, throwing her hair over the other shoulder. “lean back,” he told her, holding her chin and tilting her head back, exposing her neck. 

“what are you doing?” she asked.

“do you trust me?”

“of course.”

in the dark of the club, max held the sour lime between his fingers, then ran it up and down her neck, twice. she gasped, and max could feel her breath hitching as he touched her. next, he grabbed the salt. he poured some over the line of lime juice he’d just drawn.

she turned her face lightly to see him. his eyebrows were drawn together in concentration, she could tell, just by the way he was pinching his lips together, that a million thoughts were running through his head. 

“don’t chicken out on me now,” she said, and max let out a breath of relief, he thought maybe he’d crossed a line. yes, they were close, but they’d never done something like this. 

he did it. he leaned forward, licked a stripe up her neck, felt her quickening heartbeat beneath his touch. he brought the liquor up to his lips, downing it all in one go. her soft hands grabbed the lime from his hold and lifted it up to his mouth. he sucked on it, opening his eyes after wincing as he tasted three different things in a really short time, one after the other. 

she was breathing hard, staring at him, the skin of her throat was tingling, she got lost in the blue of his eyes, which under the neon lights and combined with the darkness of the room, looked crystal clear. 

“you’re up,” max said, she smiled, and just like that, they were back to normal. 

they stumbled into her hotel floor, max was holding her waist, keeping her stable, her legs were like jello, so she kept her back pressed against max’s chest.

“i told you…” she paused to giggle, “i couldn’t drink too much,” she smiled, slapping max’s chest lightly. he was grinning, too, he had one arm around her middle, pushing her against his front as his other hand slid inside the pocket of his jeans to grab the key to her room.

“and i told you to quit after shot number three,” he raised an eyebrow as she rolled her eyes.

“boo, you whore,” she moved her head to the side so he could see her, and stuck her tongue out, max just laughed as he shook his head. he unlocked the door, opening it and letting her in first. he turned on the light, and watched her flinch and cover her eyes with her hands, “nooo, it hurts,”

“what hurts?” he asked, furrowing his eyebrows at the thought of her in any sort of distress.

“my eyes, turn it off,” she peeked between her fingers, and was suddenly engulfed by darkness as he obliged, “thank youuu,” she sang, stretching the last word. “you’re the best. you, maximilian verstappen, are the best friend anyone could ever ask for.”

“thanks, right back atcha. but, you got my name wrong,” he approached her. there was light coming from the city outside, which helped guide him to her.

“what?” she frowned, tilting her head to the side.

“it’s not maximilian, it’s max emilian.” he said, slowly, and watched as her eyes flickered down to his lips, “two words,”

“hmm…” she narrowed her eyes, “i like it. emilian. it’s cute.”

“well, thank you,” he smiled. and she smiled. “now, come on, let’s get you to bed, you’ve got a big day tomorrow,” he placed his hand on her shoulder, she sighed and started walking, holding her arms out in front of her to prevent stumbling into something.

“can you come with me?”

“to bed?” he asked, chuckling. she rolled her eyes.

“to atlanta,” she sat on the bed, crossing her legs beneath her. “i’m going to be all alone over there, i’ll have no one and i need my best friend,”

“well…i don’t think i can make the trip to and from in time,” even in the dark, he could see the way her face fell, “but i can drive you to the airport, would that be okay?”

“i guess…”

“hey, you’ll be fine. i have more i’d like to say but we’re both too drunk, so i’ll tell you in the morning… okay?”

“okay. in the morning.”

“yeah,” he smiled, then took a step back, “i’ll pick you up tomorrow, then,”

“no,” she said, and extended her arm, “stay.”

“well, i don’t really want to sleep on a couch, but…”

“no, dumbass,” she laughed, dropping her back down against the soft pillows and mattress, “here, the bed is big enough,” she patted the spot next to her. she was right, this bed was one of the biggest he’d ever seen.

“but you- i-”

“it’s fine. i don’t mind. as long as you don’t snore,”

“you’re lucky, then.” he gave in, climbing into bed next to her. 

-

september 1st, 2021.zandvoort, netherlands.

“why is three your favorite number?”

“what kind of question is that?” he asked. lifting his head from the arm of the couch.

they were in zandvoort, just in time for the dutch grand prix, max’s home race. it was the first time he was racing there, and he needed a good result. she’d been with him since last week, the italian grand prix, one that she hadn’t gotten to enjoy as much as she wanted to, given max’s sad result. she knew that it had gotten in his mind, he was at a critical stage of the championship, and every point counted. hence, why they were now in his hotel room, enjoying the last day of peace and quiet before the chaos that came with a new grand prix weekend. 

“i’m just preparing you for the weekend,” she responded, a smirk on her face as he rolled his eyes. she liked this, the teasing back and forth, the jokes. the trust they had on each other. 

“i swear, if i have to answer ‘what do you expect from this weekend?’ one more time i’m gonna…” he didn’t finish, just shook his head as he huffed.

“they’re just doing their jobs,” she reminded him.

“i know that. but why can they come up with new questions, actually interesting ones?”

“i don’t know dude, i haven’t done interviews in a long time,”

“lucky you,” he sighed. “it gets old, answering the same thing over and over again. and there are some people that- the way they ask, they want to get a reaction out of you. and of course i’m not going to give them the satisfaction.”

“but you’re not going to let them treat you that way,”

“yeah.”

“that’s why i like you. you have so much pressure on yourself right now, i know you feel it so don’t even try to deny it. but you’re capable of pushing it aside, that’s a great skill to have being who you are,”

“who we are,” he corrected her, “don’t forget you’re famous too, my friend,”

“yeah, whatever, but people don’t stop me for pictures as much as you.”

“give it a few months,”

���no thanks,” she laughed. “i like my life just the way it is,”

“really? you wouldn’t change anything?”

“no, i don’t think so,” she shook her head.

“nothing?” he smirked, she frowned, watching as he raised his eyebrows. “not even your… condition?”

“condition?” she asked, “i’m not sick or anything…”

“no, but you are a…” he raised his fist to his mouth, covering it, “virgin,” he coughed as he said the word.

“oh my god,” she rolled her eyes, grabbing a pillow and throwing it his way. he could’ve moved, could’ve dodged it, but he let it hit his face, he grabbed it and put it on his lap. “emilian, shut the fuck up,”

“i just can’t believe you-”

“so i haven’t met the right guy, so what? it’s not that big of a deal,”

“if it’s not that big of a deal why haven’t you-”

“because it doesn’t matter! the concept of ‘virginity’ is such bullshit anyway. men and society have ruined sex for many of us, it’s gotta be more than just physical desire. and i’m not saying there’s nothing wrong with that, you do you, do whatever the hell you want to with your body and partner, or partners, as long as it’s consensual,” she ranted, the words were leaving her lips quickly, he didn’t know this was a sensitive or important topic for her, since he found out about her lack of sexual experience one time when they were joking, as they usually did. “i'm just not like that, i want it to mean something, not just because it's my first time, that's bullshit, but because the other person loves me and cares for me enough to know how to treat me and cherish me the way i deserve."

"you want the whole… flower petals on the bed? lit candles thing?" 

"shut up," she groaned, "i just want to find the right person. and once i do that, i'm sure everything will just… fall into place," max felt bad, he didn't mean to upset her at all, she'd told him that not a lot of people knew about her lack of experience, and some of the people that knew told her she was being overdramatic.

"well… i think it's nice that you're waiting for the right person. just make sure they're clean, though,"

"don't worry," she laughed, "i will."

“you'll have new material for songs after that." be pointed out, she smiled. "how’s the album going, by the way?” he asked, sitting up, with his back against the arm of the couch.

“meh, it’s going…” she dropped her head down, looking up at the ceiling. “inspiration’s not hitting me right now,”

“well… what do you usually do to get out of this…” 

“writer’s block,” she finished for him, then sighed, “i don’t know. i’ve never experienced this before. words always just seemed to… come to me when i needed them. but now it’s… they’re gone,”

he raised his eyebrows, he could tell that this was something new to her, he saw the way her left leg was shaking, something she did when she wasn’t comfortable.

“i’m sure you’ll figure something out,” he smiled, she lifted her head from the pillows to smile at him, too. 

“you didn’t answer the question,” she reminded him. “why is 3 your favorite number?”

“i… i don’t know. i’ve always liked it. i like the fact that if you complete the circles it becomes an 8.”

“oh, you’re right,” she nodded. “next question…” she said, turning on her side, “would you ever get a tattoo?” 

“hmm… maybe?” he looked up at the ceiling, “i think it depends on what it is. you?”

“same. i saw online something about golden ink, not yellow, gold. with sparkles.”

“you like sparkles?” max smiled teasingly.

“i love sparkles,” she chuckled.

his phone buzzed, and he unlocked it, seeing a text from one of the media guys, who’d sent him a link to a youtube video. he tapped it, and the app loaded, he read the title and a big grin spread across his face. 

“look at this,” he stood up, walking to the bed and sitting down on it, they were sitting shoulder to shoulder now. 

“it’s up?” she asked as she read the title. 

"uh-huh," he projected it onto the tv in front of them, their smiling faces plastered on the flat screen.

june 24th, 2021.spielberg, austria.

they arrived at the track, the red bull ring. he’d made her drive, of course, to get her used to being behind the wheel, as he’d claimed.

“are you ready?”

“no.” she rolled her eyes, opening the door and stepping out. max followed her, a grin on his face as he threw an arm around her shoulders.

“come on, it’s just going to be us,”

“yeah, and everybody else working here, fans waiting outside the track, everyone will see me crash that car and you,” she slid his arm off her, “are going to pay for it,”

“you’re not going to crash. it’s not that difficult,”

“yeah, you drive cars at ridiculously high speed, you don’t get to tell me what is or isn’t difficult.”

“noted,” he said, his arm finding her shoulder again. she left it there this time, she needed the comfort. they reached the red bull hospitality, dropped their stuff in his room and walked downstairs. “i have to go do the conference thing… won’t be more than thirty minutes,” he said, she nodded, giving him a tight-lipped smile.

“i know, we’ve been through this before, max,” she told him, “i’ll be fine, i’ll look some videos up to refresh my memory,”

“okay. don’t be nervous, it’s just gonna be us, remember?”

“yeah, i know. just us.”

-

they were approached by the red bull team principal, she immediately took a step to the side, she didn’t like him that much.

“car’s ready, cameras are ready,”

“cameras?” she asked, looking at max.

“why cameras?” he asked, placing a hand on her shoulder.

“marketing thought it’d be great for publicity, your friendship has a great presence on social media.”

“i told you this was a bad idea,” she told max, taking a step away from him.

“well, i didn’t know they were going to turn this into a media thing. but it’ll be fine, i promise,”

“yeah, now the entire world will watch me destroy a car,”

“i’d appreciate if you didn’t-” horner interrupted. 

“oh, don’t worry, your golden boy will be paying for it,”

“and i told you you’re not going to crash, you have enough space to drive safely here.” he reassured her, sliding his arm around her shoulder, squeezing her against him, “but if you feel more comfortable without the cameras i’m sure we can figure something out,”

“it’s gonna get out anyway,” she sighed. “fine, let’s do this,”

“look at your face!” max laughed as he pointed at the tv. she cackled, too, watching her past self holding tightly to whatever surface was near her when max sped up as he followed the curves, instead of slowing down.

“my heart was pounding so hard,” she rested her head against max’s shoulder, “and my stomach was down to my ass,” she continued laughing. 

“yeah, i wasn’t helping either,” he admitted, and she rolled her eyes. “you had fun, though,”

“i did. i did, it was fun. but we’re not doing it again,”

-

november 23rd, 2021.monte-carlo, monaco.

she could barely keep her eyes open as she walked to the door, the sound of the doorbell ringing made her head pound.

“i waited for you for like half an hour wha- whoa, you’re sick,” max said as she opened the door.

“oh, god. i forgot about the… i’m sorry-”

“no, no, it’s fine. are you okay?” he asked, lifting the back of his hand and pressing it against her forehead to check her temperature.

“fine, just… a cold,” she said as she wrapped the blanket tighter around her. “you should… probably leave now, i don’t want to get you sick,” she brought the inside of her elbow up to her mouth, covering it as she coughed into it.

“that’s not a cold,” his eyes widened, and he put his hands on her shoulders, pushing her back inside her house.

“wh- what are you doing? you have to leave, you’ll get sick too!”

“yeah, well too bad, i’m already in.” he shrugged his shoulder as he dropped his hand to his sides, he extended one arm, touching her hand. “and i’m taking care of you today,” he stated. it wasn’t a question, and he didn’t leave her room for complaints. “because i’m your friend, and that’s what friends do.” she smiled, holding back a cough, “and you look like hell. i want to get material for blackmail,” he raised his phone quickly, snapping a picture of her.

“stop it!” she cackled, hitting his shoulder. her laughs were interrupted when she started coughing, “i hate you.” she leaned forward, resting her forehead on his shoulder. he wrapped his arms around her, rubbing up and down her back with one hand. “thanks,”

“anytime.”

“i’ll pay you back when you get sick,”

“i never get sick,” max said, raising an eyebrow confidently.

“we’ll see about that,” she said, coughing into his shoulder.

“fuck you,” he laughed.

“thank you.”

“have you gone to the doctor?” he asked her after a few seconds.

“i facetimed my friend. ordered the meds. shit, that reminds me, i have to take my meds at 6,” she thought out loud.

“okay, that’s good. now, let’s go sit, you need to rest.”

-

“that’s dumb,”

“you’re dumb.”

“you’re being aggressive.”

“i’m allowed to be aggressive.”

“why? cause you’re sick?”

“exactly.”

“it’s still dumb.”

“he loves her,” she explains.

“then why doesn’t he say it?” he asked, frowning at the characters in the movie they were watching.

“cause he’s nervous! and he doesn’t want to risk their friendship by telling her.”

“but she clearly loves him too. why doesn’t he see it?”

“because boys are… dumb,” she gave in, agreeing with max. “they don’t see what’s good even if it’s right in front of them.” she said, shaking her head.

“that sounded personal… you alright?”

“fuck off,” she laughed, then broke into a fit of coughs. “i think you’re making me more harm than good,” she said once she recovered. she heard max chuckling under his breath, saw him leaning forward to grab a glass of water that was on the coffee table in front of them. he handed it to her, “thanks,” she whispered as she drank from it, taking a deep breath after she was done. 

“nurse max at your orders,” he said, leaning back against her soft couch, “i love this thing,” he said, running his hand over the back of it.

“what?”

“your couch,”

“it is my proudest purchase,” she smiled. her eyes drifted back to the tv, seeing the girl on the other side of the screen watching the love of her life walk away. she rolled her eyes, her head drifting to the side, she leaned it against max’s shoulder.

“you tired?” he asked, not daring to move, as it would disturb her.

“a little.” she answered, being interrupted by a yawn.

“go ahead, i’m not going anywhere,” he said, she smiled.

“good.”

-

loud blaring woke her up, she sat up, looking around as she tried to locate the sound. she turned to her left, seeing max rubbing his eyes. he’d fallen asleep as well. 

“what’s that?” she asked.

“sorry, i fell asleep. it’s the alarm,” he grabbed his phone from the coffee table turning the alarm off. “come on,” max got up, extending his hand out to her.

“why?” she grunted, grabbing his hand and letting him help her up, they walked to her kitchen. max grabbed a new glass and filled it with water.

“it’s six. time for your meds,” he said, sliding the cup her way. she frowned.

“you set up an alarm… to remind me to take my meds?” she said, slowly, the words sinking in as she spoke.

“yeah, he shrugged, like it was nothing, “i want you to get better soon, and you need your meds for that,”

“aw, you care about me,” she teased, popping the pill in her mouth and downing the glass of water. 

“duh,” he rolled his eyes, walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her.

she held back a grin, biting the inside of her cheeks. she thought back to atlanta, when max surprised her not once, but twice. he’d done so much for her in the time they’d known each other, he knew her better than anyone else, better than she knew herself even.

max verstappen had turned her world upside down the moment he walked in.

or, she’d changed his the moment she stumbled into him.

maybe that’s why the shift from being friends to lovers was so smooth.

-

december 12th, 2021.abu dhabi, uae.

she held the bottle of vodka in her hand, she tried to keep her hands steady, but she was laughing too much, which made her shake. 

“just go for it!” max said. she nodded, and max leaned his head back, opening his mouth, waiting for her. she tilted the bottle down, and the hard liquor started pouring down, into max’s mouth. his friends around them watched expectantly, waiting for him to declare when it was enough. she waited to feel the squeeze on her hip, but it never came. so she stopped. “that’s enough for now,” she said, max leaned forward.

“more,” he said. she shook her head, smiling.

“let’s do tequila shots instead,” her words caught his attention, and max’s eyes seemed to shine brighter than they did when he jumped out of his car earlier that night.

he grabbed her hand, walked to the bar and asked for a bottle of tequila, limes and salt. she hung onto his arm, wrapping her free arm around it as she leaned her forehead against his shoulder.

“come on, let’s go upstairs,” he told her, placing a kiss on the top of her head. she leaned back, a small smile on her face as she looked up at him.

“i’m so proud of you,” she said, letting go of him, lifting her hands and placing them on his cheeks. “you deserve this championship.”

“thank you,” he moved his head to kiss the palm of her hand. she chuckled, taking her hands off to help him with the bottle of liquor. “let’s get wasted.”

she’d be lying if she said she hadn’t been waiting for this moment since the first time back in austria. sometimes, if she closed her eyes and thought back to that night, she swore she could still feel his hot breath against her neck, his wet tongue gathering the salt, his lips barely on hers as he collected the lime. she wanted to feel that again. she wanted it every day.

they slipped away unnoticed, everyone was way too drunk to notice their absence, which was odd since they were all there to celebrate max. but they didn’t care, this wasn’t something they wanted everyone else to see. max sat down on a stool, a table by his side. he placed a plate with limes and the salt shaker on it, and watched her place the bottle there too. she stood in front of him, and he put his hands on her waist, pulling her close to him.

“sit,” he said. she raised an eyebrow. she placed her hands on his knees, pushing his legs together. then, she climbed on his lap.

“better?” she asked, her voice breathy.

“better,” he confirmed. she smiled, and everything she could see was blue. the blue of his eyes that never left her face. they stared deep into her, as if he was meeting her for the first time, as if she were the only thing that existed at that moment. she watched his eyes move slowly, they inspected her, memorizing every inch of her. she saw as a corner of his mouth twitched, her eyes went to his lips.

she loved his lips. she’d never told him that, but she liked that they were full and thick, and fit him perfectly. he took a deep breath as he noticed her eyes drifting down, his lips parted, and she felt his breath hit her chin, since she was on top of him, she had to look down to see him. she wanted to taste his lips, she decided at that moment. 

she placed her hands on his shoulders, leaning forward. the hands on her hips gripped tighter, and max straightened his back, it was almost an automatic response when he felt nervous, and it brought him closer to her faster than either of them expected.

“m-max,” she whispered, her eyes on his. she saw as his eyes drifted down to her lips, “can i-”

she couldn’t finish her question, she was cut off by that pair of lips that she’d been dreaming of since they met, they were on hers, kissing her hard. a whimper escaped her throat, being swallowed by him as he tilted his head to the side and leaned forward, pushing her head back. one of his hands left her waist, he placed it on the back of her head, keeping her there. her hands were on his face now, and she felt him shudder beneath her touch.

later, as she found herself unable to sleep, she’ll think about this. how max basically melted under the touch of her fingertips against his face. she held him gently, compared to the rough battle their lips had at that moment. 

max swore he was tasting a piece of heaven. when he was younger, he’d had to convince himself that he was in love with his partners. but the truth was, no one could make him feel the way she did. his feelings for her were strong and true and real. he didn’t have to convince himself this time. he knew it. and it scared him. 

the kiss was growing desperate, one of her hands slid down to his neck, and she could feel his rapid heartbeat beneath the layers of skin. he leaned back, looking up at her through his long lashes, his lips parted as he breathed in. she felt goosebumps running down her back as she saw him in that state. his hands slid down to her waist again, and this time, she grabbed him by his perfect ashy brown hair and brough his lips to hers. 

she wanted him. that was a fact that she’d tried to fight since it first came to mind. she wanted to blame the alcohol in their systems, but she knew it just gave her the courage to do it. these actions were all hers.

she broke the kiss, her hands on his chest, feeling his heart beating quickly beneath her touch. she leaned her forehead against his, closing her eyes as she tried to catch her breath. these actions were all hers. and that scared her.

“i can’t- i-” she panted, her chest heaving as she breathed in and out. she was afraid to open her eyes. what if-

“(y/n)...” his voice was breathy as he said her name. she felt chills, she felt time stopping as he called her name. but she could feel fear creeping up her back.

“no, max- we- we’re friends…” she opened her eyes, looking down. his hand went up to her chin, he leaned back but kept her in place, “we can’t-”

“cause we’re friends. i know,” he said, she saw him blinking twice, he swallowed a lump in his throat. she was right, they were just friends, and their friendship was too valuable to risk it.

she closed her eyes, swallowing the words, the conversation stuck in her throat.

-

december 13th, 2021.abu dhabi, uae.

she woke up with max by her side. he was warm, she liked that he was warm. she smiled as she placed her head on his chest, throwing an arm over his stomach as she snuggled against him. somewhere between the hours of 1 and 3am, they’d thrown all cautions out the window.

‘i love you, and not like a best friend. i don’t want you like a best friend.’

she was in love with max verstappen. and somehow, he was in love with her, too.

“do you not sleep?” she was startled as she heard his voice. it was deep and rough and raspy, and she wanted to hear more of it.

“did i wake you?” she whispered, looking up at him.

“well considering the fact that you’re squeezing me to death, letting me unable to breathe, i’ll say that was a great factor to me waking up,” he dropped his head down on the pillow as she chuckled, holding onto him tightly. 

“can you blame me?” she asked, daring to place a kiss on his chest.

“no, i can’t blame you,” he smiled, sliding an arm beneath her, he moved her so she was now sitting on top of him. she raised an eyebrow.

“you like me being on top, don’t you?” she teased, leaning down, her lace covered breasts touching his chest, her lips hovered over his.

“it’s the greatest view,” he leaned in, pressing his lips against hers. she breathed in deeply, her hands going up to his face. she loved the feeling of his lips on hers.

“so much pining, anticipation…” she said as she breathed, diving back in, “desperately waiting.” her lips went down to his neck, where the evidence of the night before was littering his skin. they hadn’t had sex, max knew that had to be her choice, and he sure as hell didn’t want their first time together to be like that. “you know i woke up late… that day we met,” she said, her nails running up and down his stomach, where she could feel his muscles tensing, “or maybe… i woke up just in time to stumble into you.”

she sat up, looking for his hands. he laced their fingers together, keeping them by her sides as he sat up as well, coming face to face with her.

“and now… i get to wake up by your side.”

“my hands shake,” he said, “i’ve noticed that… whenever i know that i’m going to see you, my hands start shaking. and since last saturday, they never stopped shaking, because i didn’t know when i would see you again.”

“and now you know,” she said, bringing his hands up to her lips, between them, “you know that i’m never leaving your side.”

“good.”

“you’ve changed my life. i didn’t know i could connect with someone, so deeply and real, and i’ve loved being your friend, but now… i want more.”

“i used to be lucky enough to call my best friend, way back before you were my everything,” he said, making her breath hitch, he leaned in, letting go of one of her hands to move her hair away, his lips touched her neck. “now i’m sucking your neck,”

“you did that before, though,” she said, sighing at the feeling, “with tequila,”

“it’s different now,” he continued, “now, i just want to lay back, and watch you pin me to the bed,” he confessed, “and we’ll get as far as you want to.”

“give it time,” she said, kissing his cheek as she obeyed, she pushed him back against the bed, one of her hands slid up to his throat. “is this what you imagined?”

“this is much better,” he smiled, “and no pressure. you’re the boss here.”

he waited. she waited. they waited until she was sure she couldn’t fall more in love with him, but she realized that day would never come since max found a way, each day, to make her feel like the only girl in the world. 

so she tried.

-

february 14th, 2022.monte-carlo, monaco.

she sat on top of max, with her knees on either side of him. she held his face with one hand, the other was curled around his soft strands of hair. their lips were tangled together, and even with that certainty that they were as close as possible, she could still feel max’s hands shaking on top of her hips.

“i want-” she started, breaking the kiss to speak, she pressed her forehead against his, “i’m ready.” she said. “i’m ready. i want you,” 

“wh- you-” max started, but was cut off by her lips on his again.

“please. it’s valentine’s day, and- and i bought this new dress, that i know i look hot in,”

“so hot,” he said, kissing his way down to her neck.

“and i bought it… just so you could take it off. so, max emilian verstappen,” she pulled him by his hair, making him look at her, “take this dress off, and fuck me like you love me.”

she was breathing hard, and she could feel the way her words were affecting him. she’d gotten used to teasing him, learning what he liked, what made him sigh and beg for more. she wanted him to be the one begging, but if things went well that night, she’d hopefully be hearing that soon.

“i love you, deeply and true. it’s real and intense, and passionate. it’s full of desire and complete love. i don’t think there’s another word to describe it other than… love. so, no, i won’t fuck you like i love you… i’ll worship,” he kissed her neck, “i’ll cherish,” he nipped at the skin, making her sigh, her hips moved forward involuntarily, “i’ll love you that way.”

max took his time with her. her mind had gone blank, she let herself just feel.

he continued biting, sucking her neck. he could feel the way she was breathing fast, he lifted his hand and wrapped it around her throat, his lips met hers as he flipped both of them over, setting her over the covers softly. the red dress she wore made her look like a goddess. a goddess of seduction, temptation. her hair framed her face, in a way that made him want her more. her eyes looked brighter, her skin was glowing, her lips were full, swollen.

desire turned her into a whole different woman. 

no, desire brought out the goddess hiding inside the woman.

“come,” max said, grabbing her hands. he helped her up, they stood in front of the other, max brought his hands up to her face, holding her gently. “i love you. i’ve loved you since the first moment. let me love you how you deserve to be loved.”

“please,” she whispered. he leaned closer, and they kissed, slow, deep. he slipped the straps of her dress down her shoulders, his hands moved to the back, finding the zipper. “take it off,” she sighed.

“patience,” he said, pecking her lips.

“i’m done being patient. i’ve already waited long enough to have you,” she said, max wanted to smirk, wanted to keep the game going, but this wasn’t the time. 

he started pulling the dress down, and as the fabric abandoned her body, he made sure to cover it with kisses. his lips met every inch of skin that was available to him. he paid extra attention to her breasts, played with them and relished in every sigh, whimper and praise that left her lips. that made max work harder. he didn’t want to stop hearing those words coming from her.

minutes later, max couldn’t wipe the grin off his face as he climbed on top of her, his lips were glistening, and she was biting her lips as she watched him. she held his face and pressed their lips together, tasting herself as well. she was still coming from the highs of her orgasm when she felt his fingers on her core again.

“max, please,” she whispered. his fingers were replaced by his cock, and she bit her lip, hissing. 

“no turning back now,”

“i’m not even going to try,” she smiled, wrapping her arms around his neck. 

adrenaline, lust, love was rushing through their veins. this feeling was inescapable, not that either of them wanted to be somewhere else, feel something else. this was better than anything they’d ever felt, experienced before. 

when they met, not even a year ago, they didn’t imagine that they’d be there at that moment.

“i love you,” she said, feeling another orgasm approaching as max gently moved his hips.

“you’ll love this,” he said, grabbing her hips and flipping them over, so she was on top.

“oh,” she whimpered, this new position gave her all the control, it let her feel everything. "oh, wow,"

“it's your turn now," max smiled, feeling her nails clawing at his chest, "what was it that you said? fuck me like you love me."

“fuck yes,” she whimpered, feeling max burying his hands on her hips as she started moving back and forth, getting used to this new sensation. “fuck, that feels amazing,” she threw her head back as she placed her hands on max’s chest, when she was ready, she raised her hips, then sank back down.

“god, you are amazing,” he grunted, helping her fuck herself on his cock. he laid back against the pillows, in awe of the beauty that was her. her, wrapped up in the bliss and pleasure that she was getting from using him.

“so, so good,” she whispered, furrowing her eyebrows as she leaned forward, pressing her lips against max’s, their sweaty foreheads colliding as she sped up her movements.

“i can feel you…” he paused, grunting, “your walls tightening around me, fuck,” his voice was deep and rough, she shuddered as she heard him, unaware that she’d been doing it.

“that’s… good?” she asked between sighs, max had planted his feet on the mattress, raising his hips to meet her thrusts.

“it’s great, so great,” he panted, her movements were becoming uneven, she was getting close to another sweet release. “i got you,” max said, taking charge of the thrusts. 

her fingers were wrapped around his hair, since he didn’t have that many public outings at that moment, he’d let his hair grow freely, she loved it. she loved all of him, every piece, every imperfection, everything. 

he loved that he’d let her learn what she wanted, what she liked, to make this moment, one that he knew meant a lot to her, the best and most perfect experience. 

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june 12th, 2022.baku, azerbaijan.

“shit, shit, shit,” she muttered as she almost ran to the garage. it was fifty minutes before the race, and she was late. so, so late. max had been texting her every five minutes, texts she’d received about thirty minutes ago, when her plane landed.

perks of being famous and rich, a helicopter ride solved most of her problems.

she made her way through the people, fans, and other random vip guests that crowded the paddock. once she was inside the red bull garage she leaned against a wall to catch her breath.

“finally! he’s been driving all of us crazy,” she heard someone talking to her, and she sighed as she saw max’s race engineer, gianpiero with an exhausted look on his face.

“i know,” she breathed, “i know, but my flight got delayed, and then the-” her words were cut off when suddenly a body almost jumped on top of her. she wrapped her arms around max, “hey, i’m so sorry i’m late.”

“it’s fine,” his words came out muffled, he had his face hidden in her neck.

“were you terrorising everyone without me?” she snickered.

“can you blame me? you were supposed to be here yesterday, i was bored.”

“oh, so i’m just something for your entertainment?” she laughed, max leaned back.

“maybe…” he smiled sheepishly, she rolled her eyes and grabbed his face, leading his lips to hers. 

“i want to show you something,” she said once he leaned back, letting her see his eyes for the first time in three weeks.

“max, come on, time to head out,” someone said, and she groaned internally.

“i’m sorry, i-”

“go, go, i’ll be right here, okay?” she smiled, pressing her lips against max’s one more time. “good luck, champ. this win is yours,”

“hopefully.” he chuckled.

“i’m sure of it, and i’m never wrong,” she raised an eyebrow.

“whoa,” he laughed, “i can count at least fifteen times you’ve said that in the past six months and… surprise, surprise, you were wrong,” she laughed, slapping his arm.

“go. before i leave you unable to drive that stupid car,” he grabbed her hips and brought her close, connecting their lips again. 

-

the feeling of being right is one that she loved. she liked being smug for once, to look someone in the eye and say ‘i told you so’.

she was prepared to do that, but then she saw max wink at her from the podium, and she was fine with it.

she made her way back to the paddock, but someone sliding their arm around her shoulders made her stop.

“it’s been a while,” she looked to the side, smiling as she saw charles. 

“hey! it’s good to see you,” she hugged him. “how are you feeling?” she asked, this race hadn’t been the kindest to him. 

“i just… wish this bad luck could stop now,” she nodded, understanding his frustration.

“i know. i’m sure you’ll figure something out soon,”

“yeah, hopefully,” he sighed, shaking his head. “so, where has max been keeping you captive? you basically disappeared after miami,”

“shut up,” she laughed, elbowing his ribs, “i have a job, too.” 

“i know, i know,” he laughed, “i’m just joking. don’t forget about your friends, though. you can’t abandon us just because you have a pretty new boyfriend now,” she narrowed her eyes.

“did you just call max ‘pretty’?” she laughed, and charles groaned, realizing he’d probably used the wrong word, “and don’t worry, i know how to balance my time with the people i care about.”

“well, why don’t we go out for drinks or something?” he said.

“sure, next week?” she lifted her brows.

“sounds like a plan,” charles smiled.

“what plan?” max asked, materializing in front of them.

“hey, champ!” she grinned, wrapping her arms around his shoulders and kissing his cheek. “you did amazing out there.”

“thank you,” his cheeks blushed under her stare. “what were you two planning?” max asked, and she could feel his hands holding her tighter against him, could see the way his eyes changed when his eyes drifted from her, to charles.

“oh, just going out for drinks next week,” charles said, and his voice sounded small, like he was intimidated. good, max thought. 

“great, we’ll see you there,” max smiled, a forced smile that she knew all too well, the one reserved for interviews.

charles gave them a tight-lipped smile, nodding.

“there’s this place with a… uh- rooftop and-” charles said, blushing.

“that sounds great, she loves rooftops, don’t you, darling?” max grinned, and she pinched his side in return.

“uh, i guess i’ll- see you there,” charles smiled before making his way to his own motorhome.

“couldn’t you be a bit nicer? he’s been struggling non-stop these weeks,” she bit back a smile, knowing that max was jealous, even though he had nothing to worry about.

“i know, i already talked to him in the media pen,” max rolled his eyes, “why did you talk to him before you talked to me?” he almost pouted.

“ah, because everyone wanted to talk to the winner, the championship leader and current world champion,” she placed her hands on his face, squishing his cheeks together, “i could wait,”

“well, i’m not making you wait anymore. come on,” he grabbed her hand and laced their fingers together, he walked her to the red bull motorhome.

-

hours later, they sat on max’s jet, the seats were incredibly comfortable, perfect for the long journey ahead. since the time difference would be quite significant, they decided to head to canada as soon as possible to get used to jet lag. 

“hey, you were going to tell me something,” max remembered, “what was it?” he asked.

“oh,” she felt nervous, all of a sudden, “yeah, show you something, actually,”

“okay, what is it?” he asked, reaching for her hand.

“don’t freak out,” she started, biting her lip. “i did something,”

“o-kayy,” he frowned, “tell me now because i’m starting to worry,”

“you know how… i told you about the sparkly ink?” she started, and continued when max nodded, “i got a tattoo,”

“what?” max asked, reaching for her hands with his, pulling her to his lap.

“yeah, it’s… something small, but, you know, it’s important cause… it was my first,” her voice was small, shy.

“where did you get it? can you show me or…” he leaned close to her ear, “is it somewhere private?” she could feel his breath on her skin, it made her laugh, it helped dissipate the nerves. 

“it’s here,” she pointed to her wrist, that was decorated with bracelets. max’s eyes went down to her hand, he held her arm running the pads of his fingers over it.

“can i?” he asked, holding one of the bracelets. she nodded and turned her wrist, so he couldn’t see the tattoo just yet. he removed them all, sliding them one by one and placing them on her other arm. 

“before you see it i… i just want to say that even though it’s soon, i already love you more than i’ve ever loved anyone, anything. and i don’t… want to think too much about the future, but- even if we don’t end up together in the future,” she said, and felt max’s hand holding hers tighter, clearly not comfortable or too happy with the idea of them being apart, that made her heart beat faster, “i will always have love for you, you’ve marked me, inside and out. you’ve changed me completely, and i’ll never be the same person i was before i met you. you’ve brought out the best of me, and that’s why…” she cleared her throat, “i have this, to remember you, anywhere, anytime.”

she turned her wrist, there, right in the middle, a golden number 3.

she was watching him expectantly, waiting to see a reaction, but all max did was blink.

“and- and the good thing is, like you said- that- the three can turn into an 8. and if you turn it around the- the 8 can become an infinite. you- you know, the symbol for-” she rambled, but was cut off by max’s lips on hers. he held her face with both of his hands, and kissed her with such force, in a way that let her know that he wasn’t upset.

“there’s no need. no need for you to change it. i love it, and i love you. and you have nothing to worry about, cause you and i-” he pressed his forehead against hers, “we’re forever.”

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Hi!!! Can you please write headcanons for Mujin, Taeju and Gangjae crushing on a gn reader? Thank you in advance 💞

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Choi Mujin

I REALLY want to believe he’d lay on his bed and kick his feet like a schoolgirl while thinking about you, but unfortunately that just isn’t the case LMAOO.

He probably wouldn’t admit that he even has a crush.

If he did admit that to himself, he wouldn’t keep it a secret for very long.

NOT good at communication, but will do other things to show his affection. I.e: gift giving.

Once he realizes that he has a crush on you, he’ll become more attentive - focusing on the things you like, things you like to do, etc.

Love Language? Gift giving.

He’ll start buying you things, even if you hadn’t mentioned that you wanted it.

If you call him out on it, he’ll say something like. “If you don’t like it, I’ll stop” He doesn’t, but he’ll keep his spending to smaller things - stuff you’d find useful.

Sometimes he’ll call you into his office just so he can see you.

If you ask what he wants, he’ll fumble over his words in an attempt to find an excuse.

If you’re single, he’ll likely just tell you outright that he’s into you. Though, he’d likely do it over text or leave you a nice little letter.

If you already have a partner, he’ll keep it to himself.

WILL consider murdering them, but tries his best not to. If you like them that is.

If your partner is being cruel to you, and it’s clear that you’re scared or unhappy with them - he will kill them. He’ll make it look like an accident though.

He doesn’t want you to think he’ll hurt you.

He’ll follow you with his eyes from across the room - making sure you’re okay.

Not the type of guy to blush, but he’ll get a little uncomfortable when you’re too close to him - adjusting his tie awkwardly.

VERY patient with you.

Will do anything for you.

When he finally gets around to telling you how he feels, he’ll avoid you for a while - worried that you won’t feel the same.

He’ll get so happy when you tell him about your crush on him - though he’ll struggle to show it, not having felt such strong emotions before.

Jung Taeju

I love him but this bastard will not realize he has feelings for you.

Like that scene where they talk about the girl from the shop.

“It’s not like that” Baby, yes it is???

Literally will not even think about it until Mujin is like “you and them are close, right?”

It becomes SO obvious to him once someone else points it out to him.

He’s definitely embarrassed about it.

Avoids you like the fucking plague. You’re in the gym when he wants to be? He was never there.

CANNOT be professional around you.

Mujin thinks it is SO funny??

You two get paired together for tasks because his crush is so obvious.

It’ll be boring tasks like stacking papers; Mujin does NOT trust him in this state.

Extra points if you’re oblivious.

His face will be all red and you’ll be like. “You got a cold or something?”

EXTRA extra points if he’s oblivious to your crush on him.

Bring him lunch on a busy day? He just thinks you’re being nice.

His Love language? Acts of service.

Will silently do your work for you. Even if you’re not struggling with it.

He’ll just do it, and then you’re confused because you have nothing to do.

Sometimes he’ll tell you that he did it for you. Other times he’ll leave you thinking your job is just really easy.

I think that he would struggle to tell you.

You know who would tell you? Mujin would tell you.

He’d tell you casually, but it would probably send you into a frenzy.

If you confront him about it, he’ll get all nervous, but will tell you.

His ears will go all red and he wouldn’t meet your eyes.

When you tell him that you have feelings for him too, he’ll be happy about it, but will be SO awkward around you for the first few days of your relationship.

…Can you tell that he’s my babygirl?

Do Gangjae

Not at all quiet about his crush on you.

If he could, he’d sing it from the rooftops.

Ever seen ‘the next step’? He’s Eldon.

Bonus points if you play hard to get.

WILL BEG??

Literally shameless.

If he asks you out and you reject him, he’ll probably fucking grovel at your feet - on his knees.

Slightly less INSANE if you already have a partner; will probably just get a little upset about it.

Fucking boombox outside of your window type beat.

Your crush on him is probably quite obvious too - you just like seeing him work for you. He’ll keep asking because he knows you like it.

He’ll buy you your favorite flowers and ask “Will you go out with me?” And when you say no, he’ll squeal like a child and huff for a while.

When you finally agree to go out with him, he’d be so quick to kiss you - picking you up and spinning you around.

If he could click his heels together, he totally would.

He probably has a thing for being rejected.

Rejecting him would continue on into your relationship.

You’d reject him and he’ll act all sad and one of your friends will be like “you guys have been dating for two years??”

Will still have the biggest crush on you even while you’re dating.

10x worse if you marry him.

You’d show him your outfit for the day and he’ll be like. “hehe that’s my partner/spouse”

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INSTAGRAM AU- Carmelo Hayes X Fem!Black!Reader

A/N: Obsessed with Carmelo, and this is the product of it, hope you enjoy!!

LIKED BY CARMELOHAYES, ROXANNEPEREZ, AND 1 MILLION OTHERS

y/n: he took me out to a brunch date :)

tagged: Carmelo Hayes

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carmelohayes: my gorgeous girl ♥️

↳y/n: my pretty boy 😘🥹

↳ynstan: you guys are too cute 🥹 if you break up i won’t believe in love 😭

roxanneperez: how come u didn’t take me to brunch 🙄 i miss u! <3

↳y/n: i miss u too boo! promise I'll see u soon <3

trickwilliams: how come ur don't take me on dates too melo?

↳carmelohayes: bro don't be sus in front of my girl!

↳y/nstan: lmaoo Carmelo still tryna act cool with his girl 😭 it's okay bro to take trick on ur dates

corajade: ur still a loser lol

↳y/n: says the person who lost to me this week? talk to me when ur up from 2-0 🥰

↳ynlover123: LMAOO cora she ate u up 😭

↳carmelostan: better keep that mouth shut next time 🫢

↳carmelohayes: don't mess with my girl Cora 🤷🏾‍♂️

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carmelohayes: Thank you for having us for fight night UFC! We had an amazing time!

tagged: y/n, ufc.

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wwenxt: power couple!!

indihartwell: best couple in wwe!! (besides index of course)

↳carmelohayes: thank you for the high praise solider 🫡

y/n: I always have an amazing time with you 🥰

↳carmelohayes: and i always want you to feel like that with me ❤️

↳y/nstan123: YA'LL NEED TO STOP BEING SO CUTE I CAN'T KEEP RAISING MY STANDARDS LIKE THIS

↳trickwilliams: my man looks so good 😍

↳carmelohayes: I'M NOT YOUR MAN TRICK!!

↳carmelolover79: LMFAOO trick stop playing with him or he gonna beat ur ass 😭

↳y/n: don't worry babe, don't let ur gf stop u from finding ur husband ☺️

↳y/nstan23: y/n is done fighting for her man 😭

↳trickwilliams: you see bro, she gets it.

↳carmelohayes: BABE DON'T ENCOURAGE HIM!

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y/n: Champs doing champ things 😙

tagged: carmelo hayes

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y/nstan: let me marry the both of u pls !

carmelolover71: my parents both look so fine!!!

jakarajackson: looking TEW MF FINE!! 🤩

↳y/n: says the literal supermodel 🥹 i can now die peacefully <3

maxxinedupri: and looking good while doing champ things!!

↳y/n: not looking as good as the blueprint!! 😚

↳ynlover80: the duo we need more of!!!!

carmelohayes: hottest champ ever 😍

↳y/n: i got it from the finest champ i know 💗

↳carmelohayes: I better be the finest champ you know 🤨

↳trickwilliams: bro she meant me as well 🤷🏾‍♂️ sorry bro

↳carmelohayes: boi if yo don't quit flirting with my girl BEOFRE I BEAT YOUR ASS

↳carmelolover79: I warned you trick 😭 better stop playing with ur friend 😭

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y/n: Wrestlemania afterparty ;)

tagged: carmelohayes

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wwe: the it couple and our nxt champs everybody!!

nxtlover80: bi panic bi panic bi panic

tiffanystratton: hot girl shit!!

↳y/n: learned from the hottest girl of all

↳tiffanystratton: and don't u forget it!!

carmelohayes: the most beautiful girl ever 😍 lucky to call you mine

↳y/n: aww 🥹 and I'm lucky to call you mine 🫶

↳y/nlover189: I'M CRYING THIS IS SO CUTE I'M CRYING 😭

↳carmeloynstan: they are the standard!! 🥹😭

indihartwell: okay you guys might be as cute as dexter and i 🙄 but you guys very cute, and i miss you, we need to do a double date sometime <3

↳y/n: tell me something i don't know girl 🤭 and i miss you too!! and we totally should, text me when ur free!! <3

↳y/nlover: idk if I should be scared or excited for them to meet dexter 😭

↳ynstan920: two power couples meeting?! sign me tf up!!

trickwilliams: this was cute! but not as cute as us

↳trickwilliams: update: he is beating me up!!! send help!

↳y/n: this is on u this time trick 🤷

↳carmelostan: CARMELO FINALLY GETTING HIS LICK BACK LOL

↳nxtstan77: we warned u trick 🤷 time to face the consequences 🥰

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[elle555]

how each mercury sign might talk in a disagreement🧠💭 (this is fun and light hearted, if this isn’t true for you that’s okay scroll.

aries mercury/1H: might be defensive , trying too hard to stand for what they believe in, too loud , gets irritated but doesn’t give up easily. They also might talk with their hands plus makes justifications from time to time

taurus mercury/2H: Stubborn asf , can’t change their opinion what they think , might sound mad but sounds unbothered. Waits til in private too actually get angry and loud about it might even try too forget about it most likely says what they observed and noticed just like gemini but they don’t say too much though.

gemini mercury/3H: witty talks all that shit , will most likely laugh or not take it seriously which can make the other person more angry. overall nonchalant with what they say and voices their opinion based off what they observed/know I love them for that🤧

cancer mercury/4H: may talk based off of feelings or experiences they’ve had or similar to the person most likely will try too justify it or not make too much of a big deal out of it trying too be the empathetic person in the debate.

leo mercury/5H: will not hesitate too argue back or say what they think is wrong or right , what they think should happen. they will most likely talk in the debate based off of what they heard so basically rumors?? Lmaooooo

virgo mercury/6H: points out tiny mistakes or words you said wrong or “weird” while you we’re talking. Will most likely ask why you think like that or just criticize your opinion and what you think like a judgmental person in a way lmaoo and will go off of receipts haha.

libra mercury/7H: might take sides or again might say a lot of “well” “I mean if you look at it this way”, tries too act like they don’t like the drama but lowkey will put in their 2 cents and say some shit.

scorpio mercury/8H: they have a lot too say but don’t say much because they know they’ll hit a nerve and say some hurtful shit they know about that person.

sagittarius mercury/9H: blunt might read you to filth may get loud and use humor in the situation if it’s a philosophical or fun debate. Also might just go off of what they heard from other people and form their own opinions quick asf!!

capricorn mercury/10H: hmm let’s see will be mature and logical about it and try too understand why you think like that. They will sometimes base it off of empathy and old situations that occurred and think that’s still relevant when it’s old plus might take sides

aquarius mercury/11H: I legitimately don’t know to many aquarium mercuries but only 2 I knew and they seem like the people that will talk and be so stoic and not care about the debate , won’t bother too agrue or engage because they know they can’t say what they want without everyone getting hurt. The ones will base their opinions off of what they think or feel like is right or wrong the type too not talk much honestly👾

pisces mercury/12H: they’ll say their peace based off of eavesdropping or observation as well lol or might even agree with the people but deep down the think differently and is analyzing bs sometimes.

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[beenbaanbuun]

may not release anything for a few days bc my brain is scrambled lmaoo. think too little sleep over too many nights is finally catching up to me so i’m having a really hard time focusing on writing right now. as always, if you have any questions about the opposites attract universe then don’t be afraid to ask!! i’ll be more than happy to answer, but just don’t go expecting some huge novel for an answer because i don’t have the brain power to do that right now lmaoo.

i’m at work tomorrow so unless i can figure out the wifi passcode, i won’t be posting until the evening. i have no data so i can’t even get on tumblr unless im in my flat.

i’m also kind of sick (again, probably my fucked sleep schedule but we move) so i’m trying to take care of that too. i’ll post when i have the time and motivation to finish something, but until then i’ll just be answering shorter asks.

the only reason i’m saying all this is because i always feel suuuper guilty about not keeping up my regular schedule. i do understand that my regular schedule is extremely hard to maintain (believe me, i’m the one trying to maintain it) so missing a few days here and there should be obvious and no cause for concern, but i have anxiety okay?? my brain likes to convince me that everyone is mad at me 24/7.

anyways!!! go ahead and ask me any opposites attracts questions and i’ll answer them to the best of my ability 🫶🫶

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pile 1-

cards pulled: the subconscious, white dress, elixir, eye, the future

pile 1 there is something that your holding onto subconsciously. You need to do some deep introspection and find out what it is your holding onto. Whatever it is, it is buried deep within your subconscious. Maybe it’s a past relationship or ex your holding on to. Whatever it may be please let go of it. Pile 1 you also need to let go off society’s expectations on you. You may be scared or hesitant to express yourself or wear that shirt you’ve been dying to wear. Fuck other people’s opinions. Because they don’t define you pile 1. Don’t try to live up to society. Why do you want to be like everyone else? Be unique. Stand from the crowd. Let go of society’s opinions and expectations of you. Some of you may struggle with gender norms as well. Maybe struggling to tap into your feminity or masculinity. Whatever it may be it’s stressing you out. Let go of gender norms. There must be a balance within everything. Balance your masculinity and feminity. Let go of control. Pile 1 you may also have some toxic habits. In the long run, this can affect your health negatively. Spirit wants you to let go of those toxic habits. Maybe it’s drinking, smoking etc. You may be trying to seek answers about someone or something. You guys are trying to be the detective in this situation. You need to let go of whatever this is. It is holding you back. Stop thinking too deep into it. Because it will not benefit you. Some of you may also be overly judgemental, so try to give other people chances and see what they have to say before judging them right away. Pile 1, you have been thinking about the future. Worrying about the future. Maybe worrying about your next job Or career choices. You guys need to stop worrying about this. Let go of control in this situation. Trust yourself and the universe, the universe with reply and give if you are open and ready to receive. Let go of worrying about your future.

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pile 2-

cards pulled: mushrooms, wolf, cauldron, perspective, spider, solitude

similar to pile 1, some of you may have a bad habit of getting high all the time or getting high from mushrooms, spirit wants you to let go of this. You may be overly independent, and spirit wants you to know that it’s okay to ask for help. It’s okay to receive. Instead of giving so much try receiving. This pile reminds me of pile 1, some of you could resonate with pile 1 as well. Let go of your dominance. Some of you may need to go with the flow, loose up a little, trust the universe. You guys are used to doing things on your own without the help of others, spirit wants you to let go of this. You guys need to let go of your old ways of thinking. Positive affirmations will be beneficial for you guys. You guys have new beginnings and changes coming towards, you must change your ways of thinking and shift your perspective on the world to receive these blessings from the universe. Lastly, pile 2, some of you may not have many friends, and you have been in solitude for awhile now. Get out the house, go to a party, open up more, like I said earlier go with the flow. Spirit wants you to get out the house LMAOO. Some of you may also need to let go of your silence. You may be holding your tongue or speaking up or saying what you truly want to say. Let go of this.

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pile 3-

cards pulled: transformation, devotion, justice; the soul, wall, eel

alright pile 3 you need to let go of the facade and mask you put on in front of others. You may be afraid to show your true self and that others won’t accept you for you. But that is not true. You need to let go of the boundaries and barriers you put up to protect yourself. Open up to others. You guys may be overly devoted to your job, work, etc. whatever it may be you need to rest. You guys are fighters. You are the type to never back down from a fight. You may always feel the need to defend yourself or feel like it’s you against the world. Let go of this mentality. Spirit wants you to let go of your defensiveness, your tough walls and barriers. You don’t have to fight for yourself. Not anymore. You are safe and divinely protected. There is something in your inner world that may be bothering you, let go of this. Some of you may be sneaky and lie a lot. You need to let go of this toxic trait. Learn to be more open and honest, not only with others but also with yourself.

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Wow omg you made it this far!! Thank you so much for reading!! I am so grateful for all of you. I really enjoy making these and I hope you enjoy them as much as i do!! Thank you again! 💖

xoxo J 😽

✼　 ҉ 　✼　(ꃋิꎴꃋิ) ✼　 ҉ 　✼　

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[icyharrington]

Cat and Mouse- Billy Hargrove X Reader

whats up yall, i am finally back for the first time in like a million ass years with some content!!!! if it wasnt obvious already yes, i am going to be writing for stranger things now. y’all can thank @wroteclassicaly for getting me into it lmaoo. but yea since i havent written something in a while i’m gonna be doing something a little shorter and more to the point lmaooo. so yea anyone who knows me from my icylangdon days knows that i <3 fuckboys that are mean. so naturally i kinda fell in love with billy when i first saw him okay. i KNOW he’s a bad person and shit but like he’s not real and he’s also sexy so. plzzz don’t be offended by this, if you don’t like billy simply scroll past!! but if you AREEEE a slut for billy, well then you just might wanna stick around for this one 😛 also dont judge me if this sucks i havent written in a million years ok. PS i am planning to write for eddie and steve in the future too so stay tuned for that if ur more into those characters!! ok i’ll shut up now teehee

description: billy hargrove decides to seduce you at a party; you decide to let him.

contains: mean/fuckboy billy, fingering, cunnilingus, dirty talk, face slapping, brief choking, degradation/humiliation kink

wc: 3.3k

He smells like musk and whiskey and cigarettes, like a grown ass man, and from this proximity it’s dizzying. He’s sitting beside you, thigh-to-thigh, right arm outstretched across the back of the couch just behind your shoulders. You will yourself not to turn your cheek, knowing that if you catch sight of his stormy, heavy-lidded eyes, you won’t be able to resist him any longer.

Billy speaks slowly, allowing the velvet sound of his words to simmer in your ears, rosy lips nearly brushing against them.

“You look so sad,” he’s saying, and the hair on the back of your neck stands up. “Why’re you so sad, hm?”

You keep your gaze fixed on your palms, feeling a prickling warmth flood your face. You can feel the danger emanating from his pores, hanging around him like a dark, bulbous cloud, but somehow that only tempts you more. “What makes you think I’m sad?”  

“You’ve been sitting here by yourself all night,” he mutters, his large hand finding your bare thigh, testing the waters. He doesn’t grope you, just trails his calloused fingertips down against your skin with a feather-light touch, and you don’t stop him. “Did your boyfriend dump you or something? Broke your heart?”

He’s mocking you, but it doesn’t register; all you can focus on is his skin against yours, his fingers tracing invisible patterns back and forth until you can no longer think straight. “I just don’t really like parties.”

He lets out a snicker. “Yet here you are.”  

“I know, it’s stupid.” You occupy yourself with taking a couple sips of your drink, which is lukewarm by now, but the accompanying buzz helps to dull your nerves slightly. “I honestly don’t know why I came.”

“Wanted to try playing cool girl this year, huh?” It’s like a power line has been cut when he draws his hand back from your leg, the absence of contact almost palpable. Finally you allow yourself to meet his eyes, stomach dipping at the smirk he has plastered across his picturesque features.

“No, it’s not that at all,” you say sternly, a little embarrassed he would assume that. You don’t want him to think you’re a try-hard, even though you know it’s stupid to care about his opinion of you. He’s just some douchey guy trying to get in your pants, after all. “I guess I just wanted to try something different.”

“Oh?” he says with a tilt of his head, tongue darting out to wet his lower lip. He doesn’t take his attention away from you for even a second, now spreading his hands out across his denim-clad knees. You can’t help but follow them with your eyes, wishing hopelessly that he’d put them back on you. “So you’re adventurous, then?”

“I mean, in some ways, maybe…” Your vision darts away from his face once more, not noticing how suggestive the phrase sounds until it’s too late. Clearing your throat, you attempt to regain composure. “But I don’t want to go crazy or anything.”

“I think I know how to drive you crazy in a way you’ll really like,” Billy chuckles, beginning to stand up from his spot on the sofa. Your heart skips a beat, almost like you’re panicking at the mere idea of him moving away from you. It’s jarring, and so unlike you—what the fuck kind of spell does he have you under?

You watch him move into an upright stance, his muscular frame casting a looming shadow over your head as he extends a hand before you. “I can show you. If you’re not scared, that is.”

You squirm in your seat, eyes zeroing in on the greenish blue veins that run  from his knuckles to his forearms like rivers on a map. You have to remind yourself that you aren’t special, that he probably does this same routine with a different girl every weekend, but the thought doesn’t stop your body from making the decision for you.

His hand is significantly bigger than yours, and rougher in texture; he gives you a leisurely once-over as he pulls you to your feet, yanking you forth with little grace until your chest is nearly flush with his. He leans forward, sending a pleasant waft of whatever product he’s sporting in his overgrown hair directly to your senses. “C’mon.”

It’s difficult to ignore the other kids at the party who are witnessing the situation unfold, entertaining themselves with other peoples’ business in true Hawkins fashion. You’re sure some uppity bitch will call you a slut for letting Billy seduce you come Monday, but for some unfathomable reason, you really can’t bring yourself to care.

Billy walks in front of you, leading you into a dim wood-paneled hallway. It’s not his house (you’re not entirely sure whose house it is, to be honest), but he moves like it is, his steps lingering but purposeful.

His jeans are worn-out and ripped in some spots, and they’re form fitting enough that you can easily see the prominent curve of his backside. He peers back over at you as he uses one toned shoulder to nudge open a door at the end of the hall, catching you ogle him, which he appears to take rude delight in.

“I see you’re assessing the merchandise,” he snickers with a shake of his head, guiding you into the shadowed bedroom. This remark causes your cheeks to flush deep red, which becomes apparent to Billy when he switches on the light. His smile grows, eyes glinting deviously. “Aw, don’t be shy, sweetheart. I see you looking at school all the time.”

Your chest tightens at this reveal, which honestly, you hadn’t been anticipating. Is it really that obvious, or is Billy Hargrove a fucking mind reader or something? Do you really stare at his ass that much?!

You sputter out something nonsensical before you’re simultaneously rescued and pushed further into insanity- he takes your chin with a firm grip and directs it upwards, pressing his lips against yours. The kiss becomes rough in a matter of seconds, his teeth sinking into your lower lip, backing you up until you’re in front of the bed. You pull at the white beer-stained fabric of his shirt and whine against his mouth, having to stand on the tips of your toes just to reach him properly.

He’s laughing when he pulls away, shoving you back onto the pale blue comforter. You narrow your eyes irritably, offended that he apparently found your kissing techniques to be amusing. “What’s so fucking funny?”

Billy’s expression sterns at this, taking hold of your jaw so you’re unable to break contact with him. “I’d suggest watching your tone with me, sweetheart.”

He lets go, leaving you panting like a dog, but you manage to contain yourself before he notices. You lean back on your palms, crossing your leg to show off the underside of your thigh as you survey him with doe eyes. “Then explain why you were just laughing at me!”

“S’nothing, really,” he says, the corner of his lips twitching upwards as he tries to stifle a smirk. He knocks you onto your back with a quick prod to your shoulders, bowing down so he’s looking at you from above. He pets your thigh where the seam is currently hiked up, “I just love it when bitches get all worked up for me.”

You scoff, but your brain seems to have short-circuited, leaving you without any ideas for a witty comeback. His statement should have offended you, but instead it ignites a warm, tingling sensation in the pit of your stomach and somewhere else familiar to you.

Clearing your throat, you choke out a puny, “I wasn’t worked up.”

As if on cue, the tips of his fingers make abrupt contact between your legs, where arousal has apparently begun to seep through the fabric of your underwear. Your face flushes when you hear him gasp lowly, his fingers stroking you up and down to assess the damage for himself; your hands fly to your face to hide yourself in shame, but Billy doesn’t make any effort to hide his smugness. “I mean, I dunno, (y/n). I think your panties beg to differ.”

You close your thighs around his hand instinctively, which he obviously doesn’t like, because he grabs both of your knees and forces them apart again.

“You’re gonna fucking lie to me, huh?”

He’s awaiting a response, his nostrils flaring menacingly as his head cocks to one side. You’re intimidated but insanely turned on, even more so when you see his jaw clench at your immediate silence.

“I didn’t mean to lie, Billy,” you say slowly, keeping close watch on how his expression changes (it doesn’t, not really, and somehow that’s more unnerving than any other way he could’ve reacted). “I guess I just didn’t like how cocky you were being.”

“Oh, you didn’t like it.” His tone drips with sarcasm, threading his fingers through your (texture) hair to jerk your head up sharply. “Then why the fuck is your pussy so wet?”

Oh, fuck. You struggle a little under his tight grasp, but not enough to actually make a difference. He stares you down coldly as his hand returns to your underwear, reaching inside this time to actually touch you without a barrier of cotton in the way.

He starts to rub your pussy in unceremonious patterns, and your breath catches in your throat when his palm presses hard against your clit.

“Hear that?” He pushes one finger inside of you and pumps it in and out lazily, producing a crude, wet noise. “That’s the sound of a bitch that’s worked up.”

He laughs, letting your head drop back down against the bed. You’re humiliated, but some part of you wants to see how far this will go, how far he’ll take you from reality. Billy is bigger than you, and stronger than you by far, but even still as he manhandles and overpowers you, you strangely don’t feel unsafe. In fact, you feel almost euphoric.

“Nothing to say? Huh?” He adds a second finger and quickens the pace of his thrusts, sitting down beside you. “Nothing at all?”

You’re too busy moaning to make any sense of what he says, eyes going vacant and glassy as they fix on the ceiling above. You’ve never been fingered like this before- it’s evident he knows what the fuck he’s doing, despite the lack of grace within his demeanor. He places his lips to your neck for a brief moment, teeth scraping the sensitive skin there until you let out a yelp, his free hand snaking up underneath your t-shirt and bra.

“It’s okay to admit that you’re a slut, you know. You really aren’t fooling anyone, anyway,” he continues cruelly, licking his lips as he palms and squeezes at your breasts. When he notices that your eyes are on the ceiling and not his face, he smacks your cheek. “Look at me.”

He stretches his fingers inside you, groaning inwardly at the feeling of you wrapped snugly around him, and you do what he says.

“Say it.” He moves his arm faster, curling his fingers with expertise to thrust against your tight inner walls.

You only get wetter viewing his stern features, the way his brows furrow in a mixture of focus and indignation. You poise a brow, though you’re really only half-lucid. “Say what?”

He takes his hand off your breast and slaps you once again, a little harder this time. It stings, and you huff in frustration, not knowing what you did wrong. “Say that you’re a slut.”

“Wha- no! I’m not!” Why you’re trying so hard to preserve a sense of pride that ceased to exist the second you agreed to accompany Billy to the bedroom, you aren’t completely sure. You don’t have the chance to figure it out either, because in the next moment his fingers are fitted around your neck.

His lips turn up at the corners, but he doesn’t really look like he’s smiling. “We spoke for the first time not even a half hour ago, and now you’re letting me finger fuck you in a stranger’s bedroom. You know what type of girl does that?”

You blink, fairly confident what his answer will be. “A slut?”

“That’s right,” he practically spits, releasing you from his hold on your throat. It hadn’t been enough to restrict your breathing at all, but if he’d applied just a little more pressure, you would’ve been totally at his mercy. It should be a frightening idea, but secretly, it arouses you. “A fucking easy, dirty, dime a dozen slut. So say it.”

“I-I’m a slut,” you say half-heartedly, which is a struggle, considering that he hasn’t slowed his pace at all between your thighs.

“Yeah? And what else?” He keeps his momentum going, at the last minute deciding to add a third finger with a satisfied grin. You cry out, hips wiggling as you attempt to adjust to the intense feeling, which hurts in a way you never want to end.

“I- I’m easy? And filthy, Billy.” His breathing seems to grow slightly more ragged when you say his name, but he doesn’t let himself falter; still, the lapse fills you with a triumphant sensation, and you’re encouraged to continue. “I’m so lucky I came across a man like you, Billy. Somebody who can teach me a lesson for being such a dumb little slut.”

You stretch the word man, assuming it’s a title he’ll appreciate.

He takes in a breath, eyelashes fluttering so subtly you almost miss it. You know you got him, even if he’s not letting it show. “You’re goddamn right about that.”

He adjusts himself so he can run his tongue over your swollen clit, pumping his fingers in and out of you as he does. Your fingernails grasp at the covers underneath your writhing body, back arching as your chest rises and collapses, a long and pitiful moan escaping the back of your throat. He continues until your head is spinning and you don’t know who or where you are, latching his lips around your clit to apply needed suction there. In your moment of incoherence, you still are able to steal a look at the man who has made you come undone with the smallest of efforts; he’s eyeing you from underneath a veil of dark lashes, and though his mouth is hidden between your parted legs, you can see traces of a smirk reflecting in his dilated pupils.

“O-oh fuck. Billy…” you reach out and grab a fistful of his styled waves, your hips pushing against his face shamelessly. He grunts at this action, using his spare hand to swat yours away.

“Don’t fuck up my hair,” he snaps, your arousal glistening on his chin. “And you better not cum without asking me first, bitch.”

You can hear the hot blood pumping through the veins in your neck when he says this; you grind yourself against him, not caring how desperate it makes you seem. “I-I’m gonna, Billy.”

He stops, screwing his face up like he’s deep in thought. “Here’s the thing, (y/n). I don’t see the point in making a bitch cum if she doesn’t do something for me in return. And you haven’t exactly done anything for me, have you? Besides whine like a little cunt.”

You gape back at him, but truthfully, you're not actually that shocked he would pull something like this. Why would a guy like Billy Hargrove give in so easily anyway? Especially when it’s apparent that he takes great pleasure in seeing you squirm.

“I can! I can do whatever you want, Billy.” You bat your eyes at him sweetly, sinking your teeth into your bottom lip in a display that you hope is seductive. “I’m a slut, remember?”

“You think I don’t know that you’d suck my cock?” He sits upright again, and you’re forced to hold in a full-on tantrum. All you want is to cum on his tongue, call out his name until your voice is hoarse and raspy. Why did he have to be such a fucking asshole!? “Every slut I’ve ever met loves to suck me off. They fucking beg me for it. But I don’t think every slut deserves that, y’know?”

“You’re saying I don’t deserve to suck your dick?” you ask in sheer disbelief. He can’t be serious right now, can he? It doesn’t seem like he’s joking, and all he gives you is a prolonged shrug of his shoulders.

“I dunno, (y/n). Do you?”

You figure what he wants you to say- he wants you to degrade yourself, submit all your self-worth over to him for the night. You start to shake your head, and he nods once, ushering you onward.

“N-no, Billy, I don’t. But I really, really want to, Billy. I would do anything to make you cum. I’d be honored to.”

He apparently approves of your choice in words, returning to the former harsh rhythm of his thrusting. He follows this up by nudging your thighs open further and dipping his head to align with your most sensitive area, rolling his tongue effortlessly against your clit.

You’re on the brink of an orgasm within a minute, gasping and bucking your hips in total desperation. “Billy- Billy, I’m…”

You cum, and right then, whatever you were going to say disintegrates into  a thousand pieces right in front of your rolled-back eyes. It’s loud, and embarrassing, probably, but you’re not in the frame of mind to think about anything other than the tsunami of an orgasm that’s encompassing every inch of your trembling body. Only when you’re limp and temporarily braindead does he remove his fingers from you, getting off of the bed and stretching his muscles like he just got back from working out.

“You definitely aren’t sucking me off tonight,” he says flatly, bringing his slick fingers up to wave tauntingly in your face. “Except for this.”

You wordlessly take them into your mouth and taste yourself, not resisting when he purposely pushes them back far enough to gag you. “Maybe some other time, if you’re good, I’ll let you. But right now, you’re still just a cheap whore in my book.”

He retracts his fingers from your mouth, dragging the mixture of saliva and cum down your chin before giving your face a chaste pat. “See you around school, (y/n).”

Then he leaves, shutting the door with one last devilish look behind him. You’re still on your back, barely having recovered from the orgasm Billy inflicted upon you mere moments before, but your mind spins wildly in the wake of his absence. You want him bad- to taste him, to be fucked by him. You don’t care if he treats you badly, or if he even cares for you at all; it’s illogical, but undeniable, the way your body reacts so naturally when he’s nearby.

If you were of sound mind, you’d probably be worrying about whether or not he was telling his friends about you, or wondering if anybody had heard your unabashed cries of ecstasy while Billy was doing his number on you. But you aren’t of sound mind; that much is clear as day.

You roll onto your side, limbs aching. You don’t have it in you to leave the bedroom yet, so you remain in this position for several minutes, merely existing.

For the first time in your high school career, you can’t wait for Monday to come. You have to see him, make him want you; it’s a game of cat-and-mouse that he’s strategically unleashed upon you, but you’re more than willing to play.

All you have to do now is plan your next move.

#billy hargrove #billy hargrove x reader #stranger things #stranger things x reader #dacre montgomery #stranger things imagines #billy hargrove imagine #billy hargrove smut #stranger things imagine #billy hargrove fanfic #stranger things smut #mine

[manias-wordcount]

Heyy can you do how would be look if each port mafia member (+Dazai) came into Mori’s office while he was making out with his girlfriend (reader)?

Thank youu

Someone Walking in on You Two HCs (Mori Ougai)

𝗔/𝗡: 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗴𝗼!!!

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

To be honest?

His reaction would be the same for a lot of them would be the same

But lets set the scene…

Okay, picture this!

You’re in his office right

Probably sitting on top of a desk with your back to the door and him in front of you

Going at it like rabbits

Your fingers in his hair, tugging him closer

His arm around your waist, tugging you closer

Things are getting heated and things are getting loud

But then…..the door starts to open

You only have a few seconds to few you’re caught soooooo….

If it’s one of the “little” ones 

Like Q or Elise or even Chuuya or Dazai during Fifteen

Then Mori is more concerned with hiding what the two of you were doing

In instances like these, the two of you would be more embarrassed because he supposed to be running a Mafia!!!!!!!

Not making out with his girlfriend lmaoo

He’ll do think like push your head into his chest while he straightens up and ask if there’s something that that visitor needs 

He won’t be visibly annoyed but he’s absolutely trying his best to get the little intruder to state their busy and get out like asap since Mori was so caught of guard and this isn’t a part of one his many thousand plans

And you know for a fact he’s gonna be dodging questions left and right about what was happening- even though he knows it’ll be the most obvious thing in the world to someone Chuuya or Dazai’s age

If it’s someone older and/or an executive

Mori is going to be more annoyed than anything

Of course, the second you catch sight of someone like Koyo Ozaki or Ryuro Hirotsu, you’re pulling away so you can pay your respects to the big dogs

But Mori’s more focused on getting one last kiss in from you

And another

And another and before you know it- the visitor needs to clear their throat for Mori to even look at them at again

Whatever message or request is being brought to him at this time is getting half-hearted responses and going in one ear and straight out the other

He is NOT paying attention

If anything, he’s more focused on watching you squirm in front of the visitor while he’s running his hands up and down your body

But if this person overstays their “welcome” you best believe Mori is going to be chewing them out about knocking before entering smh

BUTTTTT if someone a little more in between those two categories

Like a Ichiyo Higuchi or a Ryunosuke Akutagawa or a Gin Akutagawa

He’s for sure just going to be pissed off from the get-go

He’s naturally a calm guy and he’s never been known to be too cruel with his underlings (unless it’s all part of some plan)

But can you blame a guy for getting upset when he was trying to get busy with his girl?

No!!!!!!!!!!

In cases, like this he’s gonna be curt and gonna be angry

Probably even have this aurora about him that’s so dark and strong- it’ll send who was even at the door running

And there’s only one thing that can calm him down in this state

And it just so happens to be a kiss from you!

#mori x reader #bungou mori #bsd mori #mori ougai x reader #mori ougai #mori ogai x reader #mori ogai #bungou stray dogs fanfic #bungou stray dogs x reader #bungo stray dogs x reader #bungo stray dogs #bungou stray dogs #bungo stray dogs fanfiction #bungo stray dogs fanfic #bungou stray dogs fanfiction #x reader #xreader #fanfic #fanfiction

[moviebloggg]

What I noticed TSN rewatch🤪

Eduardo coming to Marks dorm looking concerned at TWO AM. “You and Erica split up” Why r u checking his blog at 2:08 am… - 12:33 and his CONCERN the whole time “it’s on ur blog :(, Are you alright :(, I’m here for you” like damn

Dustin’s adorable wave to Wardo :((( - 12:34 and DUSTIN LAUGHING AT THE “i’m here for you. no i need the algorithm” LMAOO - 12:43

Wardo waiting for him after the face mash meeting :( sitting down, headphones in, clearly been there for a while - 20:32

EDUARDOS DADDY ISSUESSSSS. “You have no idea what that’s gonna mean to my father” - 37:04 AND THEN MARK SAYING “Sure I do” LIKE HE KNOWS AND CARES TOO. Also, “My father won’t even look at me. (1:40:03) and there’s one more time i know he mentions it i just don’t know where😭

“have you slept yet?” (36:06) even after mark made him wait and in that tone like aw

BRO THE FREAKING BEER THING. stop aaron sorkin david fincher you fucking menaces how dare you put that there. (46:58)

Eduardo’s “oh my god…” at 51:29 when he realizes that they are in the stall next to them

THE LOOK AT 52:09. OMG KILL ME RN.

Eduardo’s sad and painful look at Mark after Sy brings up animal cruelty, like ‘really, you went that low?’ - 1:12:39

Marks tap on Sys shoulder saying ‘stop no don’t go there’ - 1:12:42

The parallel of how happy and jokey Mark is when in the dorm during the chicken scene with Wardo being put side by die with how hostile they are and how sad he looks in the deposition scenes. he never once smiles.

Marks sad look at Eduardo after being exposed - 1:14:39

Eduardo’s disbelief at Mark going so low as the chicken thing 1:14:41

Mark opening his mouth to protest against 1:14:43

the pain in Eduardo’s eyes after Mark makes a half joke that probably would used to make him laugh. also the look of betrayal and the eyes that say I don’t even know you anymore. 1:18:17

The disconnect between Mark and Sean. “Ever think about that girl?” “No???” 1:23:52

How so genuinely happy Mark looks when greeting Eduardo in Cali. The little grin. The surprising him. The wack on the arm. the ‘Wardo’. - 1:30:50

“I want- i-i want- I need you.” aaron. sorkin. what. the. fuck.

“I didn’t know whether to dress for the party or the business meeting, so i kinda dressed for both.” (1:41:51) Um aaron you did not have to go so deep with that one my god do you ever think of our feelings.

The piano coming in at 1:43:46 after the reveal is just so heartbreaking.

The PAINNNNN in his voice at “You set me up 😕” (1:43:51)

Throughout the whole confrontation scene, Mark looks like he’s going to cry. so so badly. especially at 1:44:50 like PAIN. And 1:45:27, “Yeah” - 1:45:50, and the REPEATING “You didn’t have to be that rough on him.” (1:46:00).

When he hit 1,000,000 people on HIS OWN WEBSITE he looks downright depressed. not happy in the slightest. he just hit this amazing milestone. should be like the happiest moment of his life. yet he looks like he wants to cry. I wonder why. 1:47:10-1:47:20

Marks outfit during the deposition w the Winklevi being a collared shit and sweater, outfit during the first deposition with Eduardo being a half zip up, and then wearing a FULL SUIT for the second one?? okay then

You don’t really realize it but I think it’s fitting that the last we see of Eduardo the whole movie is the confrontation. Like chronologically, he’s in it for way after, but with the actual editing and all the time skips, his last line is “Makes me look so tough” and thats the last we see him. pretty cool.

through the whole movie just THEIR FACIAL EXPRESSIONS DURING THE DEPOSITION. the SADNESS and REGRET constantly portrayed in mark. the PAIN AND BETRAYAL constant in Eduardo.

THE MOTHER FUCKING NORTH FACE ZIP-UP. WHAT THE HELL DAVID FINCHER. yeah this was genuinely insane tho. like that was unhinged. aaron sorkin, david fincher, AND WHOEVER THE BLESSED COSTUME DEISGNER WAS, reached new levels. we could’ve chalked everything up to gay people always looking for gay people in film, for exaggerating things that were only slightly there because of the need for more representation. but the north face zip up?? come on. I need to get me one of those now. the timeline makes so perfect sense too. We see Eduardo first wearing it when chilling in his dorm - 31:25. Then we next see him in it when at the intern “interviews” - 1:16:20. Then we don’t see if again for a little while, until MARK wears it during the business meeting - 1:33:52. This happens AFTER Eduardo visits Pao Alto. So he goes to Cali, presumably leaves the zip-up, (maybe even gives it??) and then ever since then Mark wears it in almost EVERY SINGLE scene. Because he misses Wardo. ITS INSANE. Like, the business meeting, then the phone call to Wardo. - 1:36:25. Then he wears it during the whole conformation, and is still wearing it later that night when Sean calls him. Like wow. That right there? Insanity. Purely CANONICAL gay insanity

and finally just some more character noticings. I really just love Divya omg. and the winklevii. like they r just so comedic at times. the first time i watched i viewed ty and cam as like one entity, but this time i really payed attention and like they r so different. cam usually takes the lead and he is very level minded and calm, while tyler is very hotheaded.

The first time andrew garfield just captivated me. i mean duh, he’s andrew garfield. but this time i just, wow. JESSE. he was perfect. PERFECT. best actor should’ve been his hands down. every single word he said was so calculated and made so much sense for his character like. and the real best part of his acting was his reactions, to everything that everyone else said. like he knocked it out of the park completely.

#the social network #tsn #markwardo

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HUG ME :D BRING IT IN 

A/N: wooo would ya listen up would ya :D

kei is soooooooooooooo pretty UGH

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Mikey 🐸

the warmest hugs ever. 

don’t even argue with me. 

when he hugs he gives really tight but not tight hugs 

maybe he spins you around a little bit 

like imagine him seeing you after a toman meeting, running to you with the biggest smile on his face as he pulls you into a hug, spinning you around with all those giggles 

he’s so cute bye- 

Mitsuya 🐉 🧵🪡 (LMAOO-)

he gives those parent like hugs.

Like you know when you get those really comforting hugs? dunno how to describe it

mama bear mama bear mama bear 

definitely pats your back when you cuddle (shit maybe he hums softly too)

forehead kisses <3

Draken 🐉

maybe I should add the dragon up there too… uh 

He’s a big boy. I’m sure he can pick you up for hugs depending on how tall you are personally

I mean he’s strong anyways so.. you’d get picked up either way 

he seems like a side hug kind of guy 

real quick too 

y’all think he likes hugs? 

Baji 🦨👊💥💥

tight ass hugs omfg 

can barely breathe 

I’m pretty sure it’s if you’re nagging him 

bet you won’t ask again lmfao

I’m kidding I’m kidding 

he’s a good boyfriend or whateva 

so he gives… kind of good hugs 

I’m sure he’d be too embarrassed to even give you one in the first place- especially in public 

quick hugs quick hugs 

if he’s feeling generous, you get a quick peck too

Kazutora 🐯🗡

mf YOUD be the one giving hugs. 

and he’d happily latch onto you for it

touchstarved mfs (I can’t be talking) 

while cuddling his face is buried in your neck, limbs entangled, and ykw, he’s probably asleep 

You’re his form of comfort okay? Treat him well. 

precious bb

Pah ⚔️💡 (they didn’t have a dim lightbulb 

idk, probably the best hugger out there 

Ion really pay attention to him much, but I know even though he’s probably the mf who don’t get no play when he’s younger but is the realest one in the group?

I mean, y’all saw how he bagged a bitch in the future so we good 👍 

Bear hugs but not as tight as the death grip baji has 

heavy ass sleeper 

pretty sure he’s good to use as a human teddy bear so y’all can cuddle

Ik he’s warm too :0 

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part 13 - obvious

it’s been a while since i updated 💀 never doing a series again i’m so bad lol but i might still post here and there (i probably won’t). but also eternal sunshine is giving me soooo much inspo idk 😭😭😭

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