#revealing secrets not mine to expose

[snackugaki]

just like big brother

#fancomic shitposting #you cannot tell me #bayDonnie does not take every #available #opportunity #to annoy bayRaph like this #am i calling out all the dudes #who fake cross their arms #but push up against their biceps #to make them look bigger? #YEAH #WHAT CAN YOU DO ABOUT IT HUH? #like morgan freeman in #Now You See Me #revealing secrets not mine to expose #now Donnie knows he barely got a bicep and tricep to rub together #but to take the piss outta Raph? #for the giggles? #the chortles? #the shit-eating grinning? #absolutely #Raph and Casey absolutely do this #unironically #Casey literally did it in movie too #Mikey does it... to warm up his widdle fingies #armpit warmth is warm I'll give you that #but... dude #ew #(i say even tho I do it too) #(because doing the thigh version doesn't... look right sometimes)

[seattlesellie]

not about love ♡ (part two)

ೃ⁀➷ read part 1 here | part 3 | part 4

pairing: college!ellie williams x fem!reader

synopsis: ellie and you are practically best friends, and what is a friendship without underlying romantic feelings, unclear boundaries and a very, harsh state of constant denial?

warnings: ellie’s mean in order to cope with her feelings, shes also a loser, sexual tension, smut, masturbation (e!)

“What are you doing?”

Fuck. your heart practically just leapt out of your chest. You dropped Ellie’s phone onto the ground, where it landed with a muffled thud. You looked like a deer caught in headlights.

In a flurry of quick movements, both Ellie and you instinctively reached down to grab the fallen phone. Your hands darted toward it, but Ellie's reflexes proved quicker as she snatched the device before your fingertips could even make contact.

Come up with an excuse. Now. You weren’t looking, you didn’t see. Your finger slipped, you had something in your eye, some fine dust, blurring your vision. You didn’t see anything. Tell her, quick.

Ellie unlocked the screen swifter than a startled cat. Fucking face ID. She froze, a soft, involuntary gasp leaving her throat. She thought she had imagined, for sure. It couldn’t be, her dirty little secret, exposed. It’s like that time Joel caught her searching up “Girls kissing” on YouTube when she was just a scrawny, slightly awkward thirteen year old. She remembered how her breath hitched. How her fingertips felt like they were melting. How he told her that it’s okay, that kids get curious sometimes, that she shouldn’t feel ashamed of herself. She remembered how hot she felt in the face, how she sniffled like an idiot in front of the the bathroom mirror. There it was again. Shame, and embarrassment, and… Anger. Her fists clenched tightly. She was speechless. And she was pissed.

You sat there in stunned silence for what felt like an eternity, a vacant pause stretching out for a seemingly endless five seconds before you spoke.

“I didn’t… I… didn’t see — It’s, Finger slipped and…” You were babbling frantically. Good job for coming up with an incredible excuse. Didn’t see, finger slipped.

Ellie was stood frozen in front you, cheeks as red as a plump, Pinklady apple that laid in the sun for a tad too long. You took pride in yourself for always knowing what Ellie was thinking. When she was sad, you knew. When Ellie was stressed, you could feel it in your bones. It was like a sixth sense. To you, her face was an open book, her emotions unabashedly revealed through every flicker of expression. Your senses weren’t kicking in at this moment. Was it her? Or was it you?

“Why…. Why were you going through my pictures?” Ellie's voice quivered.

Even as she questioned, she did not meet your panicked gaze for a second. Her throat was dry, and she felt like swallowing her entire fist. Why did she let you even come here? You, and your stupid games, your distractions, the way you make her feel, the way she wanted to rip her heart out of her chest and hand it over to you, there, it’s yours, take it. Be mine. She shouldn’t have let you come, but she did. She always did, and now, she really fucking shouldn’t have.

“I was just… On there, Ellie, I didn’t see, I just opened and closed it, It’s nothing just…” your voice was shaky. You always were, and always will be, such a bad fucking liar. Especially with her.

“It’s for your birthday” Ellie blurted out, hastily tucking the phone into her pocket. Her emerald eyes briefly met yours, but she swiftly averted her gaze, fixating on the black Converse shoes adorning her feet. If you thought you were a terrible liar, god knows Ellie was worse. She wished she could claw her short fingernails into her calloused palms. You did good, she thought. Good fucking save. She cleared her throat, and burned her gaze through you. People who lie don’t make eye contact. There you go, Ellie. Genius move.

“My birthday?” you questioned, toying with the soft flannel material adorning the bed beneath you. You definitely just saw a piece of dust and had to remove it. you definitely weren’t fidgeting, not at all.

“Yeah… Just something Dina really wanted me to do…” she huffed, a hint of exasperation lacing her words.

“Like, collect pics of you and put them on a canvas and shit… I don’t know” She shrugged. Good fucking save.

You chose to believe. oh, you.

“Oh… I’m sorry for ruining that” you mumbled quietly.

The fast thumps of her heart slowed, like when she told Joel someone got on her computer and searched up those words. Wasn’t her, never her. You’re so naive!

“It’s chill” she sniffed, her body slightly relaxing. She sat back down on the rolling chair, and tried to go back to her studies. She felt her back sweating through the thick material of her hoodie. It’s chill. She quickly spun to face you. The wires of her brain connected again.

“By the way… uh… That pic of you sleeping? Took it because I thought you looked dumb” She laughed dryly. Fuck, it was so fucking awkward.

You bit down a soft pout.

There you fucking go again, with those sad looks you give her, the ones who make her throat go drier than the Sahara desert and her heart clench. The same expression she imagines when she… fuck. She felt so stupid.

“Oh… Cool” you muttered. Cool?

“Yeah… looked like fucking Snorlax over there… Had to do it, y’know?”

It’s like the shitshow was never ending. What is she going to do next? Call you a stupid bitch? Punch you in the face? Her teacher once told her that kid’s are mean when they like someone. But she wasn’t a fucking kid, she was twenty years old.

“Yeah..." you forced a giggle, nervously biting your nail.

Ellie lowered her gaze to the ground and clicked her pen obnoxiously. She was always one to fidget when she had to distract herself from something, But you weren’t just something. you weren’t just someone. Ellie felt a droplet of sweat dripping, and itching the back of her ear. She really had to fucking go, or you have to fucking leave.

“I gotta go” you muttered, giving Ellie a polite smile.

Thank fuck.

If you stayed there for a second longer, your faucet would start leaking. It wouldn’t have been the first time you would have burst into tears in her room, either. The lump in your throat was growing bigger and bigger, painfully tugging at you.

“Where?” She questioned. Be cool, Ellie. You don’t care. Hide it, burry it.

“Uh — Project” you muttered. You swiftly grabbed your purse and dorm keys that laid on the wooden table. That purse had it’s own story to tell. Ellie and you bickered about it once. She couldn’t understand why you insisted on bringing that useless thing with you every damn day, it was college, not a nightclub. “What the fuck do you even put in there — Oh fuck… thats fucking heavy.” “I’ll carry it for you, you’re too weak n’shit”

Oh how utterly ridiculous Ellie looked holding the studded bag, contrasting her red flannel and ripped baggy jeans. She couldn’t have cares less - She was holding your purse, she was doing it for you, and for a second, just a little one, she almost felt like your girlfriend.

“Okay” she mumbled.

You stood there staring for a second too long.

“See ya…. Bro”

Fuck did you just say?

“The fuck did you just say?” Ellie spat. she looked, amused?

“I said I’ll see ya” you said softly.

You didn’t even know where that came out of. Revenge? What a stupid fucking way of doing that. You felt embarrassed with yourself. The word felt so… silly leaving your mouth.

You nervously toyed with the fabric of your skirt. If only you could drill a hole into the ground, jump inside and live there forever.

“Did you just call me bro?”

Ellie huffed, a cocky smile resting on her lips. There she was again, old cocky Ellie. It only took one thing for you to say. Funny how she got like this just right before you planned on leaving. She was a coward, and a tease, and a fucking loser.

“You call me that all the time.” you stated, that damn pout she wanted to knock out of you laying on your lips.

“S’annoying” you mumbled under your breath.

You truly were ready to leave. Were you a coward too? did the unspoken, undeniable tension in the room pump through your veins as much as it pumped through hers?

“I call everybody bro, Dina, Jesse, everybody. You’re pretty much the only one who thinks its annoying” Ellie said, spreading her legs slightly. God, would she stop that? Your face was getting warm.

“I’m not everybody”

Direct.

The room fell quiet.

Ellie’s heart was beating like a hammer through her chest. Her gaze, serious for once, burned through you. She stood up, the chair creaking at the sudden movement.

You gulped.

You could hear her heavy breaths infiltrating your already hazy mind.

“No you’re not” Her voice was raspy, almost as quiet as a whisper.

She looked you up and down. Animal and her prey. Her palms were sweating.

You swiftly opened the door, and left.

♡

“Fucking fucking shit — fucking shit” Ellie was panting. What the fuck was that. Was she delirious again? Did she take something? Did you lace her fucking weed? She kicked the small dinosaur lego with her foot.

She was throwing a fucking tantrum. It lasted for and hour and a half, before she came down from it, her brain feeling sore and the vein on her forehead pulsing.

“FUCKING HATE HER” she wrote down on her journal until the pen left a hole through the page.

When Ellie closed her eyes, no earlier than 3AM, she felt sick to her stomach. She felt like punching herself in the face.

She fumbles, on and on and on.

When Ellie’s mind started to race with pictures of you, her hand started to wander too. It was impulsive, and perverted, and it happened every night.

Her veiny hand was working like a clock. Harsh circles abusing her clit. It was almost painful. Almost. And it felt so fucking good, too.

Her phone was in her left hand, a picture of you flashing on the screen. The brightness was turned all the way off. If the brightness was low, maybe it would have been less dirty, she thought. Maybe it could save her.

She pumped her fingers in and out of her wet cunt, hissing and moaning obscenities.

When Ellie almost reached her high, she was whimpering. Whimpering your name.

“Fucking hate you” She hissed.

“Fucking hate that stupid face — Oh shit — Oh fuck”

She was almost there.

Her slick was running down her sweatpants covered thigh. She couldn’t even bother taking them off.

“Fuck you”

She felt herself squeezing around her fingers, tightening up.

Closer.

“Fuck, Slut, Shit - Fuck, I fuck -“

She grunted, fastening her pace.

“I fucking love you - fucking love you” Ellie whimpered frantically as she rode her high.

She was sound asleep twenty seconds later.

#ellie williams #ellie x reader #ellie williams smut #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams fanfiction #ellie williams x you #wlw #the last of us #the last of us fanfiction #tlou ellie #ellie x you #ellie x yn #lesbian

[daceydeath]

Morning Photographs

Pairing: Seungmin x reader Word Count: 0.9k Genre: Soft Smut 🔞 Warnings: 18+, MDNI, Swearing, Sexual activity (obviously)

Waking up beside Seungmin on one of his days off is pretty much your favorite thing in the world, watching him breathe softly barefaced and hair fluffy makes you happier than you ever thought possible. It is nearly always you who wakes up first and you have, in the last year at least, reveled in the secret photographs you take of him while he is still asleep his shirt usually twisted up around his torso exposing his gloriously toned stomach, sleep pants slung dangerously low on his hips and his lips pouted as he dreams of things he never tells you. Storing them away in a locked folder in your phone to look at while he is away for work or too busy with his schedule to see you. This morning is no different. One of his feet is twitching like a sleeping puppy as he lays spread out across the bed, the covers tangled in his legs. His face is always so sweet when he sleeps none of the cheekiness that usually resides there which makes him look younger than he is.

"Why are you moving so much baby?" he mumbled his voice deeper when its laced with sleep "come here". You smiled fondly as he cracked open one eye and reached for you with his closest arm finding your thigh and squeezing it softly.

"It's early Seung go back to sleep" you whisper letting him wrap his arms around you and pull you half on top of him. Allowing you to lightly trace patterns on his shirt little stars or hearts until he relaxes back into sleep.

"So you can take another photo?" he smiled, lopsidedly his eyes half closed.

"I don't know what you are talking about" you shush him mildly embarrassed that he knew about your little secret. He just hummed softly rolling you both over so he was sprawled across you, his weight comforting and warm, while he nuzzled his nose into your neck. Snuggling into him you ran your fingers through his hair until his breathing evened out again, you truly loved lazy mornings with him although you knew he was going to tease you when he woke up properly.

You laid there scrolling your phone for another 20 minutes his body still pinning you to the mattress before you started getting restless slowly and gently you started trying to wiggle out from under him hoping you would be able to escape without waking him but after your first few movements you felt his eyelashes flutter against your collarbone.

"Baby, would you stop wiggling and go back to sleep" he groaned, adjusting his weight so that he was now laying completely on top of you, his legs between yours, his face now nuzzled into your neck.

"Seung let me get up and I'll let you sleep for as long as you like" you giggled trying to move him off of you. Instead of arguing back though, Seungmin simply kissed your neck lazily, his breath fanning across your skin making you shiver. Taking that as a sign to continue he began kissing his way up your neck biting your earlobe lightly when he reached it.

"Seung '' you groaned softly, feeling heat pooling between your thighs even at the sluggish pace he seemed to be setting. He was too good at turning you on.

"Baby" he teased, claiming your lips in a messy kiss, his lips almost bruising against yours, teeth nipping at your bottom lip naughtily. He rolled his hips to grind against you revealing how hard his cock already was making you whimper for more.

“Stay here with me” he whispered against your lips, closing the gap between you before you could actually answer his hands slowly starting to map out your body, squeezing and massaging you gently. You could only whimper as his ministrations continued, his fingers eventually finding their way into the elastic waist of your sleep shorts tugging on them lightly silently pleading you to rid yourself of them.

“So pretty, and all mine” he sighed happily, pulling away from you enough for you to rid yourself of the offending sleep wear, helping you to slip them past your ankles and throw them over his shoulder. Returning to his spot between your thighs he continued his gentle ministrations getting you more and more whiny and he neglected the one place you needed him.

“Please Seung, touch me please” you whimpered, while pouting in an attempt to get him to relent and give you the pleasure you were now desperate for.

“Anything for my pretty baby” he laughed breathily, his fingers finally dipping into your slick and circling your clit slowly. Moaning softly you grabbed onto his broad shoulders to keep yourself grounded, his fingers expertly getting you close without that much effort. He pressed his lips to yours again, swallowing your sounds to keep you from making too much noise. 

“I need more, Seung, need you inside me” you panted softly, rocking your hips against his hand.

“I’ve got you baby” He whispered, rolling his hips against you again, coating his cock in your already leaking juices before catching on your entrance and achingly slowly sinking into your plush walls and making you arch into him.

“I love you” he murmured against your neck feeling your wall already fluttering around him. Pulling himself almost completely free of you he thrust back into you lazily setting a slow steady pace that was driving you mad with each stroke. “I love you”.

“Seung I love you too” you almost sobbed as you climax washed over you your walls clenching around him tightly.

“I love you more” He grinned, giving you another few thrusts before allowing himself to fall over the edge and fill you with his warm seed.

A/N: Thank you for reading your likes, reblogs and comments give me life xx

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[daisyswift3]

KAYLORS I JUST DECIPHERED THE PR MESSAGES FROM PRESENT 🎁 ANON AND AM NOW VERY CERTAIN THEY’RE LEGIT TOO. So we started receiving these very interesting anon messages exactly 2 months before the release of TTPD (release was 4/19)

We were told to keep our eyes peeled for a present or gift we would be receiving and well we got it

There are P's and R's repeated in the messages. "The hint is in the words." P = PETER. R = ROBIN. Those songs are a gift to us kaylors. They're separated by just one song, the Bolter (which I'm 99% sure is related to the 8th 🎃 message bc Taylor almost drowns and a bolter is a coward which was the main point of the message); and Taylor mentions CPR in So Long, London which means they're all related. Bc Cassandra = Taylor, Peter = her second kid, Robin, = her first kid. They're related bc they're a family. I think it's possible those are the actual names of her two kids

"This is not the manuscript" i.e. the manuscript (closing track) is not the gift, it's the songs right before it! Robin is the 2nd to last song, Peter the 4th to last, and Cassandra the 5th to last. "It has been hidden well, look where the above may find you." They can be found in the track titles themselves. "Plausible deniability. Think of the one we continue to revisit"--K and T have plausible deniability since everyone thinks those are JK's kids. BUT "the volcano will soon rupture, whoever is to defame" which means that one day all the truth will come spilling out regardless of the defamation that will happen. "Restful, reticent, restraint. And PUBLISH!"--perhaps a tell-all memoir??

"The predecessor was the crumb" in other words peace "I'd give you my wild, give you a child" (see this post) was just a faint hint but now she's getting really close to revealing everything which is what the volcano 🌋 represents! THE DANDELIONS IN THE ROBIN LYRIC VID. Robin is the single dandelion floret (secret) she was so worried abt sending into someone else’s yard in the 7th 🎃 message (see this post). She was afraid that sending this song out into the world could expose the truth she’s worked so hard to protect before she’s ready but she did it anyway. “Once you blow a dandelion, you never get it back. It isn’t yours anymore.” “But the story isn’t mine anymore.” 🎃 mentions how the recipient of the dandelion would also blow and spread the florets which might mean kaylors would catch on and spread the secret. The 8th message also mentions a dandelion that the enemy has and spreads but I’m not yet sure who this person is—also this person could be the “recipient” and not kaylors but I’m not sure. And I’m not sure if this means they’d like us to kinda keep this to ourselves and not use Robin as a gotcha since it’s meant to be more of a seed planted for future use (no pun intended). But it definitely seems like they aren’t ready to reveal everything just yet

"As the neighbor holds the lamp to witness her Goodbye" = "Now you're in my backyard turned into good neighbors" and "But the woman who sits by the window has turned out the light"

"Reach those lanterns a little bit higher for you shall receive a metaphor so dire"--a jack-o-lantern like pumpkin anon? These metaphorical messages will help us to understand K and T's entire complicated situation?

"When I cannot see words curling like rings of smoke round me"--"breath of fresh air through smoke rings." Haven't quite figured out what this part means yet but it reminds me of blowing smoke which means to deliberately confuse or deceive (lavender haze mv)

This is as far as I've gotten w decoding the messages. This all adds a lot of context to those 🎃 messages and makes them a little more clear. There’s definitely more clues in there we have yet to decipher so pls share your thoughts

#robin #pumpkin #present anon #peter #volcano #dandelions

[iovetecchou]

⌜Closer ⧸ Blade⌟𓂃༞♡

༞ Contains..! smut, jealous!blade, soft dom!blade, fingering, oral (f), making out, slight!manhandling, praise kink, hair pulling, creampie, biting (slight blood mention from this), cockwarming

༞ AFAB Reader.

༞ 1,655 words.

You and your partner, Blade, kept your relationship a secret for several reasons. He wanted to ensure your safety at all costs, but your shared secrecy had pros and cons.

"Ah, Blade! Welcome home. How was your day?" You perked up; the second the door swung open, revealing your boyfriend of several years. But something was… off. He hadn't spoken a word upon his arrival. And his heavy footsteps steadily approaching alarmed you slightly.

"Blade, what's wrong—" Before you could turn to meet his gaze, Blade spun you around with the firm grip he now retained on your hips. A small gasp died in your throat the second his lips smashed eagerly into yours.

His large hands kneaded your hips as he pressed all his weight into you. You could feel the back of the kitchen counter digging into the small of your back as your boyfriend desperately swiped his tongue along your bottom lip.

Your hands came up to his waist for support as you parted your lips for him. Allowing Blade to explore your mouth further with his adept tongue. He groaned against your lips as his chest pressed further into your frame.

You could feel his clothed erection graze against your lower tummy, and your eyes darted open at this revelation. You squeezed his waist before you pulled away from his lips. "Blade… what's gotten into you, hm?"

One of his hands began exploring further. His deft digits trailed up your side. Dancing along the expanse of your neck and running his index finger along your jaw. His gaze honed in on your mouth as his thumb swiped across your bottom lip before he spoke up.

"Today was dreadful. I don't wish to relive the events. I simply… need this right now. More precisely, I need you."

Blade's gaze finally met yours as your hands came up to cup his cheeks. You tucked his dark locks behind his ears, to get a clear view of his expression. Blade's crimson orbs swirled with need; his eyebrows were knitted in frustration.

You knew today was rough on him based on his actions alone. It was rare for Blade to initiate things with you in this fashion. He was usually a very passionate lover, taking his time devouring you. He only got desperate with you like this when he was jealous.

"Okay, my love, take your frustrations out on me." You whispered. Caressing his cheeks lovingly, as you felt Blade's hand tighten further around your hip. Your boyfriend gave you a curt nod tracing your bottom lip one last time before his hand moved lower.

His palm ran flat down your chest toward your navel. Eliciting a gasp from you. Blade's hands entangled around your waist as he hoisted you on the kitchen counter. He unhurriedly lowered to his knees before you, crimson eyes never once leaving yours.

"You are breathtaking, my darling. And all mine." Blade stated quietly, nearly inaudible. But you heard him. Loud and clear. He took his time with you as he pulled your pants and panties down your legs.

Blade caressed your calves. Then your thighs as his large hands spread you open. His deft digits danced along your exposed skin, causing a pleasurable shiver to run down your spine. "B-Blade… are you… jealous?"

Your boyfriend paused in his actions, thumb ghosting over your clit as his other hand tightened around your thigh. You twitched in anticipation as Blade spoke up. "If the others knew you belong to me, they would think twice about the foul things they mutter out of turn."

Before you could press further… Blade granted you that friction that you were so desperately craving. His thumb swirled around your clit with precision; slow but stern circles had you whining pleas for more.

"Hah… blade, m-more… please?" You begged between moans. Carding your hands through his silken hair as your hips began moving on their own. Blade's free hand slipped higher up your thigh, finding purchase on your hip; once more tonight.

"Keep still," Blade expressed in a firm tone. His breath fanned over your slicked-up pussy, causing you to ache for more. Nonetheless, you did what you were told. Knuckles turning white within the grasp you had on your boyfriend's hair as you tried your best to be patient.

"Fuck, do that again." Blade groaned out in pleasure from the way you yanked at his hair. His thumb drew away from your clit, but before you could protest, his tongue began lapping at your wet heat with ease.

"B-Blade!" The sudden change of pace had you tugging at your boyfriend's hair harsher than before. His hold on your hip tightened as his tongue began swirling around your puffy bud. Blade never once took his eyes off your face, his chest filled with pride at the notion that he was the only one who deserved to witness you in this state.

Blade's lithe digits toyed with your entrance as his lips closed around your clit. He sucked on your bud lightly before sinking two fingers into your needy heat. His nimble digits slipped in with ease from how wet you were from his ministrations.

"So good, my love… p-please, don't stop—!" You cried out, tugging on his dark locks for dear life. Your release was approaching; and fast. Blade could tell with how you clenched around his slim digits from where they were buried deep inside you.

He curled his nimble fingers with precision. Picking up his pace ever so slightly as he suckled your clit with more passion. "B-Blade… I'm cumming—!" Your thighs twitched on either side of your boyfriend's head as your orgasm washed over you.

Blade continued to work you through your high as you surged around his fingers. He seethed with pleasure from how hard you were tugging on his now-tousled locks. Crimson orbs soaking up your fucked-out expression.

The second your grip on his hair loosened, Blade pulled away from your sopping heat. The bottom half of his face was covered in your slick as his breath fanned over your sensitive folds. You watched as your boyfriend slowly rose back to his feet, craning his neck down to capture your lips.

You whined into the kiss as your hands interlaced around Blade's midsection. You could taste yourself on his tongue, and the lewd act had you aching for more pleasure. Blade rested his forehead against yours as you both shared the same air for a few moments.

"I need to be inside you, darling. You can give me one more, yes?" Blade declared as his hands made skillful movements to free his throbbing cock from their confines. You couldn't take your eyes off him, mind still fuzzy from the aftershocks of your high as you nodded in agreement.

Blade seized his length, tracing the tip of his cock along the expanse of your pussy. "Fuck, you're so eager for me. Aren't you, darling?" He huffed against your lips, crimson orbs flickering down to your lips before meeting your gaze once more.

"Y-Yes, my love… always!" You whined out, tugging on his waist in anticipation. Blade chuckled lowly against your lips at your actions, wasting no more time lining himself up to your entrance. Blade sank himself inside you with ease, groaning out in bliss as he bottomed out.

"You're sucking me in perfectly, darling. I knew you were made for me, but this is confirmation enough." Blade whispered before sealing his lips to yours. You could tell your boyfriend was losing his composure from how messy the kiss you shared became.

Blade's tongue explored your mouth as he pleased, trapping all his grunts and groans against your lips. He invaded all of your senses in the best way possible; yet you still craved more. You pulled Blade in even closer with your hold on his waist. Chests fused to one another's as Blade continued to fuck you passionately.

His thrusts were deep and powerful. Each snap of his hips left you breathless as the tip of his cock prodded your sweet spot perfectly. Blade was the first one to pull away from your lips. Swiftly bringing his hands up to cup your cheeks before whispering,

"Tell me you're mine. Tell me you belong to me… and me alone."

Blade's thumbs caressed your cheeks as his crimson eyes bored into your face. His brows were knitted in concentration as his teeth scored his bottom lip. Blood trickled down his chin from how hard he was biting into himself.

You could tell he was holding back; Blade needed to hear you utter those two simple words to him before he allowed himself that much-needed release.

"I'm yours, Blade! All yours, I only want— no, need, you... my love!"

Your candid confession was all your boyfriend needed to topple over the edge. Blade's cock pistoned into you harsher than before as the first ropes of his cum were drilled deep inside you.

"That's it, darling. Hah, fuck..." Blade let a desperate whine escape past his tattered, bloody lips. His eyes rolled back in bliss as his hips stilled balls deep within your throbbing heat.

"B-Blade—!" The feeling of your boyfriend releasing inside you triggered your own orgasm. You hugged his waist fiercely, pulling Blade impossibly closer as you gushed around his still-pulsing cock.

The both of you stayed motionless. Reveling in the aftershocks of your highs. Blade's eyelids opened slowly, unveiling his deep crimson orbs. He gazed at you with renowned tenderness and devotion as a tight-lipped smile painted over his features.

"Are you feeling better, my love?" He was quiet for a moment, contemplating his answer. Within the silence, Blade's hands traveled down your frame. Large hands entangled your waist before gently raising you off the kitchen counter. You instinctively enveloped your legs around his midsection, hands weaving around his neck for further support.

"Ask me again after a few more rounds, darling."

#blade hsr #hsr blade #blade smut #blade star rail #honkai star rail smut #honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail #hsr x reader #hsr smut #hsr #hsr x y/n #blade honkai star rail #honkai star rail blade #hsr x you

[gamerwoman3d]

Please Be Bi-Han 🙏

🔞 An MK1 x Reader 🔞

Part 3a(i): Sub-Zero toys with F! Reader

PART ONE HERE

Previous Part Here

🔞 Spicy/Explicit after the cut 🔞

His little squeezes to your cunt and his devilish smirk made it hard to think and speak. It took effort not to drop your crystal wine glass. His voice against your throat left you throbbing. As if he knew what his voice did to you, he kept speaking while he nibbled the skin at your collar.

“You want that, don't you? Maybe you want a big showy expensive wedding? Or would you rather elope in secret and skip right to the good part where I'm ravishing you in your pretty little white wedding dress? I bet you wanna make it illegal for anyone else to have sex with me. Bet you'd give up anything to get that in writing, bet you'd give up everything. But it's too late. I found you. I have you. I want you. I'm keeping you. You are longing for me, even when I'm right here. It is too late for you. Every part of you I kiss is mine. Every part of you I touch is mine. If I miss a spot, it is mine, but believe me. I won't miss. I won't miss a single spot. You're mine. All of you is mine.”

Taking the crystal wine glass from you, he leaned you back until your back met the barrel. He lifted the hem of your blouse until the naval was exposed and poured the last bit of wine from the glass into your naval.

“Be still,” he said.

He set the glass away and sipped the edge of the puddle of wine. With his next breath, he drained the wine from your skin with a deep kiss. His tongue chased after the flavor. Maybe it was the wine, but the sensation of the wet muscle against you left you lightheaded. He kissed away any trace of the wine, working out from your naval in a spiral.

You wanted his hand back on your pussy. You took matters into your own hands, reaching down to rub yourself while he kissed your belly. He called you greedy as he pulled your hands away from yourself.

“How often must you fantasize about this that you're squirming that much when you touch yourself. I know it had to be a lot. You wanna cum without me, hmm? You think that’s fair?”

He held your hands together, gently caused you to interlock your fingers with a caress along your knuckles. You wrung your hands together as if in prayer, only for him to palm all of your knuckles within one of his big hands. With this grip, he held and pinned your hands to the barrel above your head. His free hand slipped the dangling blue strip of tunic fabric to the side to tuck it away. You looked down and saw him rub himself over his pants, self-soothing. With the strip of blue fabric from his tunic out of the way, the outline of his cock stood out against the thin black fabric. The definition of the head was clearly visible.

You involuntarily compared the smooth stretched bulge in the fabric to the toys you knew the best. The head was thicker than the majority of your sex toys, slightly bigger than the favorites you currently kept in rotation. You remembered the way the bigger one felt, how good the one that most matched his size felt whenever you got it in. You imagined the sensation his cock would cause within you, if he'd ever fuck you, to be blinding. With one particularly sensual stroke, a small dot of wetness seeped through the stretched fabric at the center of the head as you watched him coax it from himself.

“Still think it's fair to cum alone? Or do you like me greedy?” He teased.

“I just wanted you to touch me,” you mewled.

Without hesitation his hand left his cock and his fingertips touched your clit through the fabric. His thumb and free fingers pressed into the wet fabric and spread the flesh around the clit, revealing how pebble-hard it was against the seam. He flicked at it through the fabric, then caught it in the crook of his finger like a trigger and wiggled the fabric over it.

You started to thrust your hips into it, bouncing your butt against the wood.

“You're gonna cum on yourself if you keep doing that. I'd love watching you make yourself cum. Look at me, open your pretty eyes and look at me when you cum for me. Go ahead. Go ahead. Make yourself cum. Sweet thing. You're going to make such a sweet, precious wife.”

The shudder in your spine evoked a quiver in your voice as you moaned. Your core muscles locked up, your legs spread, your body so ready for him to make you cum. But when you closed your eyes as the pressure built, he stopped flicking. Your eyes shot open as you humped the useless air. You squealed from the sudden lack of him. He released your hands, only to clap his hand over your mouth to muffle your dissapointed shriek.

Your hands free, you grabbed his pecs. This elicited a smile and he laughed. His mischievous, gravelly laugh echoed in the cellar, loud as a tiger tearing open a cello. He took his hand from your mouth.

“No use muffling you; if my brothers are out there, they probably heard me,” he said.

“How did he get in there,” you both faintly heard Liu Kang say from a distance.

Bi-Han rolled his eyes. He held your hands against his chest and encouraged you to knead.

“It won't be long now before they figure out how to get in,” he said.

“Finish what you started,” you half-commanded, half-begged him.

“Finish what you started, husband,” he corrected, “remember I have no intention of doing that until I have our union in writing.”

“You wanna make it illegal for anyone else to have sex with me?” You whined.

“Mm-hmm. But don't worry. Marrying me means we never have to tattle on each other's illegal activities. Just means I get to keep all your stuff if you piss me off.”

The vague sounds of Scorpion, Smoke, and Liu Kang attempting to figure out how to bypass the hydraulic trapdoor with no electricity filtered through the floor above.

“We don't have time,” you whined, “please, please fuck me… husband?”

He straightened up and pulled you toward him until your ass dangled over the hoop of the barrel. He folded your legs under him and draped himself between them. You could feel the weight of his cock through the fabric pressing down on your clit, and felt the weight of his chest pushing you into the hard oak of the barrel. He humped in short quick thrusts of his hips, frotting against your seam, which ground against your throbbing, wet, pebble-hard clit. He panted against your face with a surprisingly heated breath. While you bucked and keened for him, he bit bruises into your neck and purred an apologetic explanation.

“To let them see that I was here, first. In case there is ever any doubt. Keep going. I can feel you overheating. Imagining our wedding night, sweet wife? Go on. Imagine it. Imagine getting it. I'm still not letting you cum before the certificates are signed, but mmm… can you just imagine? Are you imagining me in you? It's hotter at the tip than you're imagining. Imagine it hot, heavy. Imagine me stuffing you full of it. Imagine… you won't even have to beg. The moment the ink dries, you can just say “kiss me” and I will kiss you. “Touch me,” and I will touch you.”

“Fuck me,” you interrupted.

“I will,” he promised.

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[starlight-eclipsed]

DPXDC Social Media AU

Fic below!

The video started, the camera focusing on the scene before it. A teenager’s bedroom was shown, decorated with posters of space and model rockets. It was deceptively normal, had it not been for fans pointing out that they weren’t labeled LexCorp, Wayne, or any of the other leading names in aerospace.

“Hey everyone!” The teen in question greeted, smiling at the camera as he waved. “Danny here! Sorry for the radio silence—two of my rogues decided to do a collaboration and kidnapped a bunch of people. My parents grounded me and took all my video games since I kinda trashed a bunch of their equipment saving them, so I finally had enough time to record this. Again, grabbing a smartphone from you guys’ dimension was absolutely the right call. Looking forward to when the ones here will get to that level and I can use mine in public.”

Sitting back in his seat, Danny waved his hands. Papers from around the room were pulled up in the air, showing a variety of news clippings, report cards, and event flyers from the last year. “Sweet, that worked! I know it’s been a year, but I’m still getting used to these powers. Anyway, today’s topic is: secret identities! Specifically how much they can suck sometimes.”

The papers drop as he spins in his chair and folds his arms.

“Okay, so I’m gonna start this by saying I only speak for myself. Your dimension has a ton of other heroes who have all kinds of perspectives on this kind of thing. It’s also not an invitation to start harassing your friends and coworkers if they pull any stunts like the ones I’m gonna talk about. Some people are just flaky, some have other things in their life going on that they don’t want to talk to you about. In the extremely unlikely chance that you’re right and the friend who keeps bailing on you is a vigilante, you should leave that shit alone. No matter how justified you are in getting upset that they don’t have the time for you, trying to expose them can kill not only them, but everyone they want to protect. Don’t do it.”

Clapping his hands Danny tilts his head to listen for something before continuing. “With that out of the way and my whole family leaving the house, let’s get to it. Going ghost!”

A flash of light marks the transformation, revealing Phantom at the end. He adjusts the camera so that he remains in frame as he now floats in his room.

“So if you’re new here, let me run through the basics. When I was fourteen, I died and came back wrong. No, I won’t go into the details—I don’t need any of you getting any ideas. I can appear as human, so me and my two best friends decided to keep it a secret from my parents, who are ghost hunters. The current arrangement is that I go out as Phantom to fight off aggressive ghosts when they attack, and the rest of time I try to lead a somewhat abnormal civilian life.”

“Onto the topic. Now, the main reason people keep their identity secret is so that their enemies can’t use it to hurt them. I…sorta do that? I mean I’d be in a lot of trouble if ghost hunters figured me out, and the government here kinda revoked my human rights so there’s that. But there’s no hiding from other ghosts. Not when we can sense each other. I’m just lucky for the anti-ghost hunter solidarity, it’s probably the only reason my rogues haven’t revealed my human identity to the world.”

He shivered dramatically.

“So, humans. People. Being a superpowered vigilante is all fun and games except when an attack happens during class. I don’t even ask to go to the bathroom anymore, the teachers gave up on stopping me,” He rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. “Don’t get me started on how many times I’ve gotten grounded or given extra detentions because I was busy stopping someone from torching a building or possessing someone to ruin their life in creative ways. I can’t just tell them why I wasn’t there, so I either have to act like an idiot who forgot that I have classes to attend or pretend like I was skipping on purpose. Which I was, but not like that, ya know?”

“Another thing! My grades have completely tanked. I used to be a straight A student, I needed to be if I wanted to be an astronaut. But no, I had to go and get myself killed, and now my biology is all messed up so I can’t even qualify for the physical if my grades were good enough. Which they aren’t, because now I spend most of my time brawling whatever ghost of the day. And like, sure. I could do my homework and study in the rest of the time I have that’s not spent sleeping. But that’s exhausting, and honestly I’d rather take the F than spend all my time working.”

He sighed, slumping down a bit in his chair.

“It just sucks. My sister is setting records on her exams, and I’m a few pity-grades away from being held back a year. At least now I can handle most of the regulars by myself, so I’m not dragging my friends down with me. They deserve better.”

Danny opened his mouth to continue, but was cut off by mist escaping his lungs. He groaned, using his telekinesis to put his room back in order (notably cramming his graded assignments behind his dresser) and reaching for the camera.

“That’s my cue. Here’s hoping I can handle whoever’s out there fast enough so I have time to get started on my book report. Over and out.”

The video ended there. For many, that would be the last they’d hear of what was speculated to be the best performance-style LARP series for a while. Fans would start analyzing the footage not in the comments section, which was disabled, but in a separate online forum.

However, there was one place, albeit less well known, that one Danny Phantom would respond in.

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Anonymous said

its good to see yuo posting again, but you looked really stressed. are you ok?

phantompaining

lol no

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metwise said

I completely agree with you on your recent video. Vigilante work is hard; I was lucky when I started out, and I still nearly died many times over. Don’t let your grades get to you, if your school system is anything like this world’s equivalent then it is based heavily on busywork. Next time you’re visiting this world, try looking into online schooling. There should be free resources online you can download and follow along at your own pace to supplement the classes you miss. So long as you score well on tests, you can make up for the homework grades.

phantompaining

oh ill have to look into that, sounds neat. not sure if ill get around to actually studying any of it, but its better than nothing. i cant wait for my earth to catch up with yours, online school sounds so much better

gottabeoakin

Ayo is that Red Robin? Why tf is he takin some kids larp so seriously

implusivefruit

bold words from the deathnote rp acc

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phantompaining

shoutout to my rogues, who beat the shit out of me, dropped some new ghost lore, then backed me up in fighting an army of the undead

also mech suits hurt like hell how does skulker do it

beetletakethewheel

Mech suits shouldn’t hurt??

phantompaining

my parents’ one runs on lifeforce

anyway if i had a dollar for every time i woke up somewhere i didn’t pass out in these last few days i’d have enough money to buy a burger

killmetwise 

How much do your burgers cost

phantompaining

(:

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phantompaining

when the hell did so many supers start following me where are you people coming from

superttk

‘why r there so many heroes’ says the hero on the hero site

01101001-01100011-01110101

its like the only anonymous platform left that doesnt suck

totallynotharleyquinn

Free entertainment <3

phantompaining

ok fair

phantompaining

wait a second

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coalminesinger said

Hello Phantom! I just wanted to check in on you after your last few posts. Did you enjoy your weekend off?

phantompaining

nope lol, technus escaped and I used one of my parents inventions to split myself to try and relax while handling the ghost issue and just made more work for myself

metwise 

#on the plus side my house is now on the beach #just in time for summer

You live in the middle of town???

phantompaining

yea putting it back is gonna be a pain

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phantompaining

ok this is gonna be a heavy one folks. like arkham asylum levels of shit. i just spent the last week with my family convinced i was going insane, and i need to vent

:readmore:

discowinginginging

That really really sucks, and I’m so sorry you had to go through that.

I went through a similar experience (only I was under the influence of a hallucinogenic drug that made me see, hear, and feel the villain in question, who wasn’t actually there). I was lucky enough to be on a team with someone who could read my mind and figure out what was happening, but if you can’t do that the next best thing is figuring out code words with anyone in the know. Obviously it’s not perfect, but some kind of word indicating that you feel like something is very wrong could save you a lot of trouble.

More under the cut.

:readmore:

phantompaining

…that could work? ill have to talk to my friends about it, but it sounds good

#thanks #still cant believe so many of yall are following this

#dp x dc #DPXDC #my art #my fic #dp x dc fanfic #dp x dc art #I put far too much effort into this #social media au #as always feel free to send asks if you want to talk to me about this stuff #might write more depending on how this is recieved #just survived finals so yall are getting more content as a treat XD

[mouschiwrites]

Creepypasta/MH - How They’d Ask You Out

Characters: Eyeless Jack, Nina the Killer, Clockwork, Jane the Killer, Tim/Masky, Brian/Hoody

Eyeless Jack

I don’t think it would take him too long to ask out someone he liked

As long as he was sure that he really did like them, and that they didn’t hate him or anything, he’d be comfortable at least asking

He would bring flowers for sure

He’d show up at your door late at night, bouquet in hand

“Would you care to join me for a walk?”

You’d stroll through the woods, talking a bit about yourselves

It’d be a pretty deep conversation, both of you staying serious as you exposed vulnerable parts of yourselves

He’d hint at being romantically interested in you, but he’d wait until you were back at your house to pop the question

“You’ve probably noticed by now, but I really do think you’re amazing. I’d love it if you’d be my partner.”

If you say yes he’ll be absolutely radiating joy and he’ll promise to treat you well before bidding you goodnight

If you say no he’ll understand, thank you for your time anyway, and disappear into the night

He’s okay staying friends, but he’ll be sad about it for a while

Still, your companionship is more important to him than being yours

Nina the Killer

It won’t take long at all for her to ask out someone she’s interested in

As soon as she knows she can trust them, she’ll go for it

She’ll use something homemade to actually ask the question

Like a kandi bracelet that says “be mine?”

Or maybe a cake she baked herself

Either way it’s bound to be something decorative made with lots of love

She’ll find you at school/work/home and tell you she has something to show you

She smiles hugely when she reveals her little project, but inside she’s buzzing with anxiety

“So..? What do you say?”

If you agree she’ll literally drop whatever she’s made and throw her arms around you

She will proceed to take you out shopping to buy something to commemorate the occasion

Matching shirts, bracelets, a new piercing, maybe even a pizza to share

Just a little something to celebrate :)

If you say no she’ll be devastated

“Oh… well, thanks anyway…”

She probably won’t talk to you for a while, if ever again

Clockwork

She’d have to know you for a VERY long time beforehand

She has trouble trusting people, as well as trouble finding someone she’s genuinely interested in romantically

You’d know pretty much everything about each other by the time she decides to ask you out

That just means that she knows the way to your heart though

She’ll make a beautiful sketch of you

Maybe there’s some gore incorporated, but hey, if you’ve stuck with her this long you’ll be used to it

You’ll be hanging out one day, her drawing and you distracted by something else, and she’ll suddenly tear a page from her sketchbook

She hands you the drawing while saying:

“Hey, Y/n, so… I really like you. You’re my dream partner. I want you by my side always.”

If you agree to be her partner, she’ll grin, turning back to her sketchbook with a little pinkness on her cheeks as she mumbles “cool”

When you leave she’ll peck your cheek before slamming the door in your face, giddy that she had the courage to do that

If you reject her, she’ll frown

Probably won’t want to be friends anymore :(

She just doesn’t want to be around someone she loves knowing they don’t love her back

Jane the Killer

I think it depends on the person when it comes to Jane

If you guys click really well, she’ll probably try to advance the relationship quicker than if your relationship started off rocky

But either way she’s going to plan something romantic

She’ll buy you something nice and deliver it in secret

Like, one day you’ll just find a box of chocolates or a necklace with a note attached telling you to meet her someplace

Personally I like to think it’d be a blossoming cherry tree, or perhaps a scenic overlook

You’ll find her there waiting for you, hands fidgeting nervously behind her back

She’ll get straight to the point:

“Y/n, I like you. It’s okay if you don’t feel the same, but if you do… wanna be my girlfriend?”

If you accept, she’ll get a huge smile and run over to you, throwing her arms around you and twirling you around

You’ll sit together at the scenic location for a while, leaning on each other with your fingers intertwined

If you decline, she’ll just nod with a sad smile

She’ll be sad for a while, but ultimately she’s got other things in her life to worry about, so I don’t think she’ll wallow for too long

Might keep talking to you, might not; again, it really depends with her

Tim/Masky

Another one who’d have to know you a while first

He needs to make sure he trusts you, yes, but he also needs to start trusting himself around you

Once he’s sure that you can both handle yourselves, he’ll take more time to hype himself up to do it

He questions bitterly whether you’d even accept if he did ask you out

Eventually he gets so exhausted from the constant will they/won’t they in his head that he spontaneously blurts out:

“Do you want to go out with me?”

You’ll be taken aback; you guys were literally just chilling in silence

Plus he would’ve given next to no hints that he liked you at all

If you accept, he’ll sigh, slouching severely in relief

Finally some peace of mind… and heart

He’ll murmur a thank you for giving him this peace, but won’t elaborate

If you decline, he’s going to beat himself up about it so hard

He won’t blame you at all; no, every ounce of blame is going into the anvil that he’s crushing himself with

Probably won’t want to keep contact for much longer

Your presence is just a constant reminder of (what he sees as) his failure

Brian/Hoody

He didn’t know you for too long before deciding to ask you out, but he knew a lot about you

If he’s interested in you, he’s going to find out everything he can

He prefers outside sources, but if he absolutely cannot find something he wants to know, he’ll begrudgingly just ask you

That being said, he knows how to charm you

He’s a pretty naturally charming person regardless, but he wants to do something special just for you

He’d leave a gift for you; something he knows you love

Jewelry with your favorite gemstone, your favorite flowers, a nice new fluffy blanket… something on the luxurious side

Plus a note saying:

“Y/n, please be mine. With love, Brian”

He’ll approach you later and ask for your response

If you agree, he’s got a whole nice evening planned out already, and he’s more than eager to take you on this first date

If you decline, he’ll probably “cut contact”

I use quotations because he’ll probably still keep tabs on you in secret for a while

He’ll get over it eventually, but until he does that’s his way of coping

Thank you for reading!! Take care of yourselves pumpkins <33

(divider by saradika)

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[sturnioloshacker]

truth or dare - a chris sturniolo short

a/n: requested by anon; lowercase intended

summary: a game of truth or dare leads to a crush confession

the air was filled with laughter and exposed secrets as we all sat in a circle for game night. chris, matt, nick, madi, nate and i all decided to play a classic game of truth or dare. as the bottle spun, our nerves heightened and our deepest, darkest secrets were waiting to be revealed. the bottle slowed in speed, passing nick, passing madi and landing on me. crap.

“oh, y/n!” madi says in a sing-song voice.

“yeah?”

“will you tell the truth or shall i dare you to expose yourself?” she asks, as a mischievous grin spreads across her face.

i hesitated, glancing nervously at chris, who was sitting opposite me. i’ve had the biggest crush on chris since we first met at a movie premiere. nobody knows about this crush except for madi. i feel everyone’s eyes on me as they wait for me for my answer. 

“dare," i finally said, trying to mask my anxiety.

madi's eyes gleamed with mischief. oh no, she better not!

“i dare you to tell us who your crush is."

the room fell silent as everyone turned their attention to me. i feel my cheeks flush and my body go numb. she really went there. my heart races as i feel the panic rush through my body like an adrenaline rush, and without a word, i stand and bolt from the room, leaving everyone else stunned. 

“um. i think i messed up,” madi says, breaking the awkward silence.

“should someone go and see if she’s okay? i feel bad for her,” nate speaks up.

“i’ll go and check on her,” chris says, getting up from his spot and going to find me.

“and off the crush goes!” 

“madi!” nick yells.

“i’m going to shut up now as i'm a terrible bestie.”

i hear a faint knock against the bathroom door. hearing chris’s voice, my heart skips a beat. how did he find me so fast? i quickly wipe my tears to hide the evidence that i was crying from embarrassment and open the door. chris comes in and notices my rosy cheeks and watery eyes.

“have you been crying?”

i nod in shame and hang my head low as i feel more tears threatening to spill. chris pulls me into his embrace, rubbing my back as i softly sob into his chest. he pulls away and takes me by the hand to lead me into his bedroom. 

“so, um, madi kinda exposed you even more just before by saying that i’m your crush. is that true?”

“yeah. yeah it is. i just couldn’t say it in front of everyone, including you.”

“why? matt said his and nate said his. you know you can trust us, right?” chris smiled gently.

“i’m just scared that you don’t feel the same way and i didn’t want to say anything so i panicked because i didn’t think you’d like me the way i like you.”

chris held my hands and he looked right into my eyes. i feel his thumbs run along my hands, bringing me at ease. i watch as he leans in, his face coming within inches of mine. he closes the gap between us and i instantly feel fireworks go off in my stomach. the kiss is soft and passionate, like he’s been wanting to do this for so long. i smile into the kiss, slowly deepening it as i remove my hands from his and wrap them around his neck. i pull away and touch our foreheads together, the spark between us feeling so real.

“i like you, y/n, so much. i’ve had a crush on you for a while now too.”

“really?”

“really.”

i close the gap between us again, this time the kiss is more passionate and fiery, our tongues colliding as we fight for dominance. chris wins as he pushes me against the bathroom sink. the kiss is so addicting, it’s like a drug. i just can’t seem to stop myself. i feel chris’s hands slide down my waist and to my bum, giving it a slight squeeze, making me jump. our heated makeout session is interrupted for a loud screech.

“what’s this?! oh my god!” matt yells in excitement as he finds his brother and myself pressed up against each other.

the other three come rushing to find us up against one another, our hair all messed up and clothes wrinkled. cheers and screams sounded off as we all crushed into a big group hug. 

“i’m not a terrible bestie anymore! from now on, you can call me madi the truth or dare matchmaker.”

we all laugh at madi’s comment before heading back downstairs to continue where we left off. sitting back in our original positions, we continue our game.

“so, y/n. i dare you to tell us who your crush is.”

“my crush is christopher owen sturniolo and i like him so much.” i proudly say with my chest.

i’m met with “awww” and “oooh” before we all burst into laughter. truth or dare continues into the night, from lap dances to kisses to exposing naughty secrets. i glance over at chris and we make eye contact. smiling, he gestures for me to come over to his side. i sneakily make my way over and he pats his lap. i slowly place myself in his lap and his arms immediately wrap around my waist, his head leaning on my shoulder. i spend the rest of the game in chris’s lap, kissing him and leaning against him. 

#chris sturniolo #chris sturniolo imagine #chris sturniolo fanfic #sturniolo triplets #sturniolo triplets imagine #sturniolo triplets fanfic #chris sturniolo x reader #sturniolo triplets x reader

[rosepascal]

💌

Smutty friends to lovers with Din, please? 🥺 And could you include chocolate covered strawberries? Maybe they secretly have some spice in them 🫢

omg i thought I lost this askkk, thanks for waiting <33

Send a Valentine <3

warnings: NSFW, MINORS DNI, 18+, dubcon due to spiced strawberries, rough sex, dirty talk.

The last thing you expected was to be pinned against the wall by your secret crush and long time partner but here you are.

The half eaten strawberries were sitting on a box and you now realize that you might have bought the wrong ones.

The Festival of Love was fast approaching and you had stopped in a small town on Naboo that celebrated. You picked up some chocolate strawberries, thinking they were a harmless treat for the two of you to share.

Turns out you should have read the packaging. Your body burns as you crave the touch of Din. The moment the spice hit your body your thoughts had been invaded by that man. So sexy, so suave.

"Din.." You whimper as he drags his hand along your body. His touch makes you squirm, his rough glove feels so nice against your skin.

"I cannot control myself." Din grits out. He's doing everything he can to not rip your clothes apart and shove his cock inside of you.

"It's okay, I want this. I want you." You press your forehead against the cold beskar of his helmet.

"As you wish, mesh'la." He lets go of your hands and drags you to a nearby box. He commands you to strip and with the conviction in his voice you don't hesitate to do as he says.

"Sit." He pulls his cock out, letting it sit freely.

Your mouth waters at the sight of it. Spreading your legs he takes his cock and notches it at your cunt. He slams his cock deep inside of you, until his hips meet yours.

"Oh!" You gasp at the feeling of being stretched but with how wet you are he slides right in.

Gripping your hips, Din fucks you with a reckless vigor. He makes minimal noises but you can hear modulated groans and mumbling. His cock is pounding your cunt and it feels so fucking good. Loud obscene noises that fills his ears every time he thrusts only encourages him to go faster. To wreck you, claim you, make you his forever. Something he's wanted for so long.

"Din!" You moan loudly as he hits a certain spot. The burning feeling is quenched with every thrust of his cock.

"M'gonna." You grab his wrist, trying to tell him that you were close. Din slides his hand up and wraps it around your throat gently. Fuck that's hot.

"Come for me. Be good." Your body listens to his commands as you shut your eyes and let your orgasm take over.

Din doesn't slow down, the feeling of your fluttering cunt is too good for him to stop. He pounds into you sloppily, chasing his high surrounded by your pleasure. He lets out an animalistic growl as he pulls out his cock, stroking it roughly until he comes all over your stomach.

"This is not how I planned things." Din reveals.

"I wanted to take you to a nice planet, feed you something other than rations. Tell you..." Though he has his helmet he still feels exposed. Maybe this isn't the time to tell you. But his feelings are already out in the open.

"Tell you that I want you to be mine." He grabs your wrist and pulls you up. His hands are so gentle as he caresses your skin.

"It's not too late, I would love to be yours." You confess. He presses his helmet against your forehead. Kissing you in the only way he can. "Then come Cyar'ika, let me love you."

#din djarin #din djarin x reader #the mandalorian #mandalorian x reader #din djarin smut

[imnameimswrld]

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━━━ ❪ . . . artist!hyunjin x itzy!reader ❫

━━━ ❪ . . . description : yn can't draw to save her life, so what's her sudden interest in art all about ? does it have to do with a certain painter boy ? ; ❫

━━━ ❪ . . . smau ! , 4th in the man series ❫

━━━ ❪ warnings : none. ❫

━━━ ❪ fc: chaeryeong ❫

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[eisa-core]

I would like to request going seventeen ( insomnia-zero II #1) episode 29

[GOING SEVENTEEN] EP.29 불면제로 II (Insomnia-Zero)

🌟 Insomnia-Zero returns 🌟 in all it's meme-making glory!

With their cringy pasts being unearthed right there, who will maintain their cool and succeed in clocking out of work?!

«Okay! insomnia-zero season 2. Hoshi's insomnia-zero!»

Hoshi immediately began speaking energetically as soon as the staff started recording his show, Insomnia-zero: trying to keep calm, your heartbeat relatively low, while others disturb you by exposing your 'secrets' or by being, as usual, silly.

«It took longer than we expected to start the 2nd season» - Woozi continued along with Hoshi.

«That's right. But there's a reason for this: in fact, for season 2, the rules have been upgraded» - Hoshi continued presenting the new rules in the same initial tone. For Daisy this was new, in the first season of 2020, she had not been able to participate along with Seungcheol, but she had caught up with the episode and she was afraid she would not be able to go home that day.

«Let's start» - Hoshi finished introducing the new rules to the viewers, cubics and carats, and with a cut to the scene, the staff had started to place the bed and pillow, putting the heart rate meter on each person.

«Daisy, you weren't there the first time. How about we get started with you?» - Dokyeom pushed her into the middle but fortunately he didn't want to make her the first victim of the game, rather, the first to expose the secrets of... Mingyu.

Mingyu already embarrassed and aware of what was in store for him got under the covers, knowing that Daisy was not as much of an angel as she might have appeared.

«Oh you know, during Insomnia-Zero 1... I wasn't there. But I wanted to talk about what happened at a concert back in the days.» - Daisy sat back comfortably including the others to humour her with what she was going to say, it seemed like it wasn't something "new" at all.

«Oh that's legendary!» - Seungkwan added. «It was a concert abroad! He used to lift up his shirt to show off his abs!» - Daisy continued making everyone laugh, including the lighting technician who was playing behind them... yes new rules.

«And now that we can't do concerts, the only way we can meet our fans is during fansigns» - Daisy continued enthusiastically, Seungkwan next to her loved being able to add details about it.

«There's a very short span of time where we're outside and bodyguards with us leading the way» - «Exactly! And Mingyu in those five seconds-» - Daisy paused as just imagining the scene she wanted to describe was amusing. «He's stretching his biceps» - She concluded and then threw her back to the floor, shuffling her feet in embarrassment for her friend, who was squinting his eyes trying not to wake up.

Perhaps it was better for him, or he would have witnessed Seungkwan's super spot-on imitation. «Mingyu likes to show off» - Dokyeom added continuing with the muscle imitation. «야! people will think i'm a pervert!» - Mingyu could finally stand up and 'defend' himself, pointing a finger at Daisy who was flicking tongues at him.



«Go you now our dear princess» - Mingyu was looking forward to nothing more than being able to take revenge, but what could be expected from the only two aries in the group?

Daisy wanted to disappear now, her heart pounding just at the idea of having to participate in the game.

«It's time to reveal something that all of us have kept from you, even Jun and Minghao» - Jeonghan took the initiative, also naming the two members who were absent that day, and who he knew very well are the two members who never hide anything from little Hyejin.

«Carats, as you well know our dear Daisy is very obsessed with coffee» - Seungkwan continued. «Well coming from you...» - He was immediately interrupted by Woozi who, with this comment, made him roll his eyes. «It's her turn, not mine!» - He sulkily defended himself, Daisy giggled under her breath hearing the chaos they were already creating.

«Anyway, I was saying, she's obsessed with coffee, so for her birthday we had given her a coffee machine, she loved it, she used it every day» - Daisy feeling the memory of her beloved gift had brought her hands to her breast. «It's time to reveal why the coffee machine broke. I know, you think it was an internal fault but it wasn't...» - Daisy hearing these sentences opened her mouth wide, already not caring about how she was supposed to keep calm.

«It was Moon Junhui... he started clicking a thousand buttons until smoke came out and it stopped working» - The name of the culprit had been said under the laughter of the others, who watched poor Daisy inwardly weeping at the loss of her precious object. At the moment of the wake-up call she considered her 'sleeping' time to be over, she jumped up and walked straight towards the main camera. «Moon Junhui! Count your days!» - She put her hands to her hair shocked. «Are you watching this Jun? Stay in China! Don't come back here!» - She was obviously offended, but in a joking way.

«It is time to announce who can go home» - The pd-nim after all the members had gone through the "terrible sleep" waited to hear their names called. And so it was for all but Woozi, Mingyu and Daisy. Woozi had failed after there was a talk of his pride and a made-up story about (not pink boxers) but his Hercules-like muscles.

[After some no-holds-barred talk 'in front' of their backs, ASMR! Insomnia-Zero II, now with breathing techniques! Who will be the last member to stay awake?]

«Okay so with our ambiguous Mingyu, our Woozi who denies being a winner and our Daisy who lost her favourite svt member along with her coffee machine, let's begin the last round.» - Woozi huffed as he got used to these last sentences from Hoshi, it was the second time he had failed to come home in the four rounds. And that was what he hated the most. Daisy also, she never could stand asmr, especially she couldn't conceive how this could help her fall asleep, it only annoyed her.

[Hoshi's Mukbang; Hoshi's debut show starts] [Ramen Asmr]

«Oh Gosh.. Oh God.. this look so» - Woozi started to say and was interrupted by Mingyu and Daisy simultaneously «Good» - «Disgusting».

Hoshi continued to deliciously eat his pot of hot noodles, also chewing some kimchi and leaving very ambiguous comments such as "Mmm" "Aaah" every bite.

«Okay this is going too far» - Daisy could no longer continue, it was like torture. She stood cross-legged taking off her headphones. «Oh! Daisy's up! Let's interrupt the timer and calculate the results.» - Hoshi carried on with the last scene of the episode, which could give either obvious or shocking results. No one really understood what was the best method to keep a calm pace.

«In the meantime, tell us how you feel. Mingyu?» - «I feel ambiguous, I feel weird, but I'm confident i'm sure I will win» - He said giving Daisy, the one who led him to lose the previous rounds, a bad tongue. «Woozi?» - «I'm confident I will lose» - He replied bluntly and now abandoned to the fortunes of his fate with this type of Going Seventeen. «Daisy?» - «I'm hopeful that Woozi will lose too» - He answered the question with a wink at Woozi, in reality he knew full well that he was in danger of staying here until the end of the shoot.

«The results are in and...» - Hoshi had the paper given by the staff in his hand, laughing as soon as he read the name written on it. «Mingyu and Daisy you can go home!» - The two nominees held their hands clasped in prayer but upon hearing their names spoken and the word home immediately after made them get up and jump all over the room, as if until a few minutes before they hadn't been bickering at each other.

[2 Awards] [Insomnia-Zero is defined for WOOZI]

«Why is it always me?» - The producer thought aloud as Hoshi joined the group hug between Mingyu and Daisy. «Catch you tomorrow in the studio Woozi! Sleep well!» - Daisy added as a final comment full of glee, hurriedly taking off her microphone. «Guess who won't be singing on the next title track!»

ー☆ ͏

oc's masterlist

going seventeen

taglist: @cinnamon-falls ; @allthings-fandoms ; @taestrwbrry ; @illusionocnet ; @kimhyejin3108 ; @enhacolor

#eisa-core #oc daisyhwang #seventeen female oc #seventeen 14th member #seventeenxoc #seventeen female member #kpop oc #14th member of seventeen #seventeen oc #seventeen au #14th member of seventeen au #14 member of seventeen #seventeen 14th member au #seventeen x oc

[walkingstackofbooks]

I was just looking at the Dr Bashir, I Presume on Memory Alpha and damn, I would love to have seen the original plot and have several episodes where Julian is hiding his enhancements and then have a reveal after the build-up.

"Originally, this episode ended very differently to its finished form. In the original story, O'Brien finds out that there are problems with the LMH which have been caused deliberately by Zimmerman because he doesn't want it to replace the EMH. Bashir then informs O'Brien that Zimmerman is planning to reveal his genetic engineering secret, so O'Brien goes to see Zimmerman and tells him that if he exposes Bashir, his deliberate errors with the LMH will also be exposed. As such, there is a trade-off, and neither secret is revealed. "The reason this story was altered was actually Alexander Siddig. He didn't want to play the character as having a secret that only he, O'Brien and the audience knew about. He thought the long-term implications of this on his performance could be detrimental, having to portray the character every week as being in possession of this secret, and allowing it to inform everything he does, but in such a way that none of the other characters notice anything unusual. As such, Siddig managed to convince the writers to alter the end of the story so that the truth is revealed to all."

I get why they changed it and I'm glad they did - but I wonder if the fall-out from being exposed would have been explored more had it been an arc starting from this episode rather than all done at once.

Also O'Brien being the best bro is always 👌👌👌

Anyway, it is a delicious angst mine for my brain to chew on for a bit :P

#julian bashir #dr bashir i presume #genetically enhanced julian bashir #my trek musings #WSB

[stagmalion]

Haunting Desires

In the dimly lit room of the noble castle, the moon's gentle glow casts an ethereal ambiance upon our encounter. As a wandering spirit, I am partly translucent though filled with an insatiable desire. I observe you, my enticing paramour, lying on the bed adorned in a nightgown, your hair cascading around your pillow. Little do you know that I am here, a ghostly presence, drawn to your sensual energy.

I watch as your fingers slip beneath the hem of your gown, delicately touching yourself, unaware of my voyeuristic presence. A surge of excitement courses through me, and I decide to reveal myself, materializing before you. You gasp, a captivating surprise dancing across your face, as your initial fear gives way to curiosity and arousal. Your eyes meet mine, and a subtle smile plays upon your lips, betraying your secret delight at being caught in such an intimate act.

As I approach you, I reach out,  grazing your skin and sending shivers down your spine with every subtle drag of my touch. I can sense the heat radiating from your body, and I am filled with desire.

As I hover closer, my incorporeal fingers glide over your exposed skin, teasingly tracing the curves of your breasts. I watch as your nipples harden under my ghostly touch. Your breath catches as you squirm with anticipation under my soft caress.  My desire intensifies, and I yearn to explore more of you, every inch of your body.

With a mere thought, I phase through the bed, positioning myself behind you. My spectral member materializes, throbbing with anticipation. You feel my ghostly presence pressing against your back, and a gasp escapes your lips as you realize what awaits you.

 I slide both hands over the curve of your rear, parting your thighs to expose your beautiful, moist entrance. With each thrust, my cock presses deeper inside you. The sensation sends waves of pleasure coursing through both of us.

While my ghostly member plunges into your depths, our hands join together on your wetness, fingers intertwining as you guide me to that sensitive nub. The combined sensations of my spectral thrusts and our synchronized touch on your clit send waves of pleasure crashing through your body. Your moans grow louder, echoing in the room, the dulcet tones of our carnal song.

The crescendo approaches, our climax imminent. Your walls grip my cock, wetly pulsating with need, while our fingers continue their rhythmic dance upon your clit. The pleasure builds, reaching its peak as we both succumb to the overwhelming ecstasy. Our bodies convulse together, riding the waves of pleasure as we finish in unison.

And then, my ethereal seed sprays forth, the droplets landing upon your trembling body. The spectral essence glistens on your skin, marking you as mine in this otherworldly union. The room is filled with the scent of sex and the echoes of our shared pleasure.

As the moonlight fades and the night begins to wane, our encounter lingers in the air, a compelling memory of a passionate liaison between two beings: spiritual and corporeal. Our desires have been sated, but the allure of the mystical lingers, promising a future of unearthly pleasures.

#ghost x you #ghost x reader #monster fucker #monster smut

[fangirlxwritesx67]

Just Like A Kiss

a follow up story to Texas Peach 1700 words, Jensen Ackles x Jared Padalecki Author's note at the end

***

Jared flinched.

At the last moment, before their lips met, he flinched and turned away.

Jensen knew he would, of course. Because you don't kiss your best friend and costar in front of a crowd of adoring fangirls. Because the joke was too close to the truth. 

In real life, it had all played out in a minute, but in Jensen's memory, the moments lingered, time slowing and stretching around the two of them.

"...same with a kiss," Jensen had answered an audience question, adding a little smirk as he pointed. Convention crowds ate up that swagger. 

"Prove it." Jared hadn't seemed to be paying attention, fidgeting with his fingers to demonstrate a taco crumbling. But he was completely focused, suddenly, as he turned to Jensen, their gazes locked together. Mischief glinted in Jared's eyes, sparkling in their green-gold-grey depths. His pupils were wide with a familiar look of adoration and desire.

Jared's heart must've been beating out of his chest because Jensen could feel his pulse quiver in the air between them, or maybe that was his own blood pounding through his veins. 

Emotion hit, flooding down a well-worn path in his mind. The longing for Jared was almost overwhelming, the pull to hold him, to have more than he had ever dared in public. All these years, and the feeling hadn't weakened, no less compelling for being familiar.

His eyes flicked down to Jared's mouth, pouted out in an exaggerated pucker. He wet his own lips, quick and shallow, thinking about Jared's tongue meeting his own, about all the places that mouth had been. Their bodies drew together, each of them leaning to the right, arms already lifting for an easy embrace. Jared's body he knew almost as well as his own, moving in sync without speaking.  

As the gap closed between them, their hands brushed against each other and Jensen felt the touch like a spark.Anger flared in his chest and his jaw clenched. Why couldn't he have what he wanted, have Jared and kiss him, whenever and wherever, not caring who saw or knew? 

Their eyes met again, and that's when Jared flinched. 

The noise of the crowd, clapping and cheering, rushed back in as Jared gave a sassy hair flip and turned, away from Jensen, back to the people watching. 

It should be me. I should be the one by your side, I should be the one that people see with you. You should be mine.

Jensen knew he couldn't reveal what he was feeling. He felt exposed, suddenly keenly aware of the gaze of so many eyes fixed on him, and cast around for a distraction. A wide easy smile and the fans moved right along from the missed kiss. 

Jensen hadn't realized he was holding his breath, and sucked in air as he settled back in his chair. He kept the smile pasted on his face as he adjusted his seating. From the corner of his eye, even as he played to the audience, he noticed Jared pass a hand over his face, a subtle gesture giving him time to gather himself. The way he shifted in his chair, leaning back and tangling his legs, was a sure sign to Jensen that he was retreating. 

Both of them knew the moment had left them vulnerable, their secret feelings just a little too easy to glimpse. 

I wish I could show the world how much I care for you. Jensen sighed. 

Instead they turned, shoulder to shoulder in wordless agreement, and they slipped back into the protection afforded by their public roles. The Handsome and Sunshine Show, Jensen had seen the tag on social media. It was a performance just as sure as any TV episode, but they had practice at it. The two of them were a good pair, he thought, as he let himself be carried along by the comforting rhythm of their stage interactions.

Jensen couldn't stop himself from returning to that moment in his mind, even as he and Jared completed their day of work at the convention. They had done this many times before, signed the autographs, walked through the photo ops, and the work came easily. He was able to focus on the people in front of him and almost – almost — forgot that Jared owed him a kiss. 

Afterwards, they went out to dinner with a few of the cast, Rob and Ruth, Rich, Alex, and others. They were old friends, and they knew the truth of Jensen and Jared's relationship. In this company, they could relax a little more. 

Still, even a private room at a restaurant could instantly turn public if they were spotted by a fan. The two of them kept their touches under the table, Jared running teasing long fingers up the inseam of Jensen's jeans until Jensen stopped him with a firm hand on his upper thigh. They laced their fingers together under the open placket of Jared's plaid shirt as they enjoyed their food and drinks.

More than once, Jensen found himself looking longingly at Jared's mouth as he laughed and talked, always the life of the party. Jared's heavy eyelids when he caught him staring left no doubt that he, too, was looking forward to the moment they would be alone together.

The close, cautious affection carried them through their goodbyes and into the elevator. There were no kisses behind closed doors, not when they could open on a new floor at any moment and anyone could see them. But Jensen couldn't stand to have any more distance between him and his boy. With a possessive hand on the back of his neck, he pulled Jared in close, ready to whisper in his ear. With Jared's hair tickling his cheek, he couldn't find any words to say, just held him like that as they breathed together.

When they reached their floor, Jensen shifted to an arm around Jared's shoulders as they exited the elevator. The two of them walked in silence, their steps in sync, to their shared suite.

Once inside, Jensen busied himself with the latch, the lock, the deadbolt, before turning to face Jared. 

He was waiting, a teasing grin on his face that turned to pouty lips, a blown kiss. 

"I'm gonna need you to finish what you started." Jensen heard the rough edge of desire undercut the direction in his own voice.  

Jared's eyes widened, flashed, and he leaned down eagerly. Their lips met, dry and gentle, for a long kiss. Every bit of it was familiar, Jared's head tilt, his little sigh, the pressure of their mouths, their bodies together. 

The second kiss was deeper, Jensen nudging at Jared's lips with his tongue, Jared parting them easily, welcoming him eagerly in. Jensen wrapped his arms tighter around Jared, one around his shoulders, the other around his waist, pulling him closer.

The second kiss turned into the third kiss without them ever breaking apart, and then shattered into countless more kisses. Jensen's lower hand slipped into Jared's plaid shirt, up under his t-shirt, until he could palm skin. His touch slid across the cut of his hip bone, fingers seeking that dip in the hollow of Jared's back, right above the curve of his peachy ass. 

"So hot," he murmured against Jared's lips, and he must've heard him, because he pulled back just enough that their eyes could meet. Jensen's hand had been resting on the back of Jared's neck and he moved with a caress to cup his cheek, thumb tracing the soft short hair along his jawline, up and over to the dimples visible through his beard. 

The two of them paused for a beat like that, forehead to forehead, arms wrapped around one another, chests rising and falling together. Jensen never got tired of being this close to his lover, looking up to see every sparkling color in his eyes, feeling every breath across his lips. The moment stretched, swelled, to include everything he had wanted in that second on stage earlier in this day, holding his world in his arms.

"Jared," the beloved name fell from his lips, ripe and heavy with desire. 

"Please," was all Jared said, but his wide lust-blown eyes, his flushed cheeks, his parted lips spoke volumes, the truth writ large across his handsome face. Jensen had seen glimpses, all day, but this was the first time they were alone for Jared to bare his response, the two of them stripping down to the truth between them. 

They had already had reunion sex the night before, clothes hastily thrown off in their eagerness to come together. They had slow sleepy bedtime sex, naked under the sheets before falling asleep in one another’s arms. And they had a moment in the shower this morning, no less good for being rushed.

This was something different. This was the connection that had sparked on stage, that had pulled thin, finally coming back together. Everything they couldn't show the public was laid bare. 

This time, they were stripping down to their very souls. The burden of keeping up appearances, of their public stories, fell to the wayside in the face of their truth. The long days apart, the lonely nights, melted away under their touches. 

With every touch, Jensen asked, Do you still want me just as much?

To every question, Jared answered, Yes.

The fragile bubble of their shared desire encompassed their entire world, no space for anything but the two of them. Much like the moment earlier, on stage, time became meaningless, measured in heartbeats rather than minutes. Only this time, instead of pulling away, Jared came to Jensen, unflinching in his intention, every kiss a promise fulfilled. 

Their caresses were weighted with the knowledge that life would pull them apart again soon, but for now, they could not hear the clock ticking down. For now, they only existed in this room, in this bed, together. Jensen heard only Jared's panting moans, his whispered words of love and need. 

Blood rushed in his ears and with every beat, his heart said, mine, mine, mine.

Jared answered back yours, yours, yours with every kiss. 

*** Author's Note: First off a huge thanks to @there-must-be-a-lock who jumped in to pre-read for me! Thanks for keeping friendship and fandom alive between us. I know it's been a while since I've written. I still have ideas that are waiting for stories. Thanks for reading, both in the past and now.

#j2 #jensen ackles x jared padalecki #fangirlxwritesx67 #handsome and sunshine

[starsanova]

ALL THESE WORKS HAVE BEEN PRIVATED AND SHALL BE REPOSTED ON @cl16version

─ F1 GRID

★ who were they written by ─ headcanon

summary ─ what if formula one drivers were written by real people? who would have created them? let's find out.

★ burn marks ─ series masterlist

summary ─ when playing with fire, you are bound to get burned, lucky for jae-eun she was born to breath it, and she is bound to leave a mark.

─ ALEX ALBON

★ none

─ CARLOS SAINZ

★ none

─ CHARLES LECLERC

★ famous s/o ─ headcanon

summary ─ charles is famous, but what if he had a s/o who was equally as famous (if not more) how would that play out?

★ = purple ─ social media au

summary ─ the shocking reveal of Y/N L/N's and charles leclerc's relationship saw all f1 drivers enter what fans call the 'great conversation' as the chelsea star turns all drivers into part-time footballers and marries one in the process.

★ red + blue ─ social media au

summary ─ after the champions league final, red and blue finally unite after chelsea's star player Y/N L/N reveals that she is in a relationship with scuderia ferrari's golden boy charles leclerc.

─ DANIEL RICCIARDO

★ I only date cowboys ─ social media au

summary ─ after his departure from mclaren the aussie honey badger spends some time soul-searching with his hot cowgirl girlfriend and laughs as his former team struggle while he and Red Bull spend a lovely weekend down at the ranch, preparing a surprise.

─ ESTEBAN OCON

★ none

─ GEORGE RUSSELL

★ none

─ LANCE STROLL

★ none

─ LANDO NORRIS

★ be mine officially? ─ blurb

summary ─ romance was never lando's speciality, but he will try and make any important moment special just like today

★ dating ln4 ─ headcanon

summary ─ what would it be like to date everyone's fav papaya boy? let's find out

★ the stages of pregnancy ─ headcanon

summary ─ lando loves children, but how would he fair with children of his own? let's find out

★ shut up karen! ─ social media au

summary ─ lando norris and Y/N L/N are on a top-secret date at one of their favourite restaurants, and a wild karen appears out of nowhere and starts causing chaos. and the video of Y/N going off on the woman reveals the couple. Iconic shit.

─ LEWIS HAMILTON

★ flash of anger ─ blurb

summary ─ lewis is a jealous man. it was common knowledge. just like how the grass is green, and the sky is blue. it is also common knowledge that angry sex is the best type of sex.

─ MAX VERSTAPPEN

★ small wedding ─ headcanon

summary ─ max's life was full of glitz and glam, but what if he wanted his special day to be private? here's how it would go

★ defender from day one ─ social media au

summary ─ Y/N hamilton and max verstappen always have due to their similar age, but no one ever thought much of it and wrote them off as friends. but with tensions flying high between max and lewis their friendship is put under scrutiny, and there big secret is exposed.

★ happier than ever ─ social media au

summary ─ after breaking up with charles leclerc six months ago, singer and songwriter Y/N L/N is back and happier than ever after teasing a new album and hard launching a new boo. Her ex's rival max verstappen, safe to say karma is a bitch.

★ manifestation boo ─ social media au

summary ─ it turns out max verstappen is indeed a spiritual person, especially when it comes to the manifestation of his current relationship with former disney star Y/N L/N. as he spared no expense from crystal to candle, yes, they do work apparently.

★ project menace ─ social media au

summary ─ everyone and their dad hates max's father, so you can imagine how happy people were when he finds a new family in the alonso's. as the dutch driver starts dating the daughter of fellow driver fernando alonso, and cause chaos in the process.

★ sea & sand ─ social media au

summary ─ max is good at driving. that is clear. too bad his skills in surfboarding are limiting , as his girlfriend Y/N L/N shows in a series of Instagram posts and tweets before dropping a bombshell in true chaotic aussie fashion.

─ MICK SCHUMACHER

★ none

─ PIERRE GASLY

★ photo desire ─ social media au

summary ─ the witch hunt continues as the internet close in on the identity of Y/N L/N muse, as the fans are now convinced it is none other than pierre gasly. with a soft launch and a ring on their fingers, they truly prove to be better than romeo and juliet.

★ photo feelings ─ social media au

summary ─ famous photographer and intent sensation Y/N L/N's new series "my feeling for you" has everyone talking about who could her secret muse could be. with everyone from harry styles to lewis hamilton being mentioned. That last guess wasn't too far off.

─ TOTO WOLFF

★ none

─ SEBASTIAN VETTEL

★ story of you & me ─ social media au

summary ─ the wait is finally over Y/N vettel's long-awaited movie adaptation of her book 'two souls one whole' is set to be released in two months. showing the beautiful love story of two lost souls that met at a bar in spa in 2007.

─ YUKI TSUNDOA

★ arabian nights ─ social media au

summary ─ yuki is finally in his adventurous era, as he takes a seemly spontaneous trip to the arabian desert and, in the process, is linked with an arabian heiress. Only to announce their engagement by the end of the week. leaving the intent struggling to keep up.

─ ZHOU GUANYU

★ none

─ OTHERS

★ none

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