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maggotzombie · 10 months

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the day/night we met ; henry cavill

PAIRING — Henry Cavill x Reader (fem) SUMMARY — On your wedding day, your Maid of Honor prepares a special gift to which you and Henry have distinct responses. WORDS — 1,8k TW — nothing really just a lot of fluff, emotions (I cried a bit writing it), Henry in a suit 😈. A/N — Hi! I'm not dead, just quit the most toxic job ever so I'm getting back here lol Here's a short but very dear fic to me that I wrote last year but never posted. I'm so happy to finally post this! This story has been in my head for two years now and it came out better than I thought.

Song insp.: Eu Me Lembro by Clarice Falcão feat. Silva

— 𝕸𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙

“ALRIGHT,” YOUR MAID OF HONOR smiles, carefully wiping her tears with a napkin. “After making you cry and potentially ruining some makeup,” The room laughs. “I’ve prepared something different to end this on a high note.”

This is one of the dearest moments of your life: your wedding. You’re marrying your soulmate. Your heart could burst with love and happiness whenever.

Everything’s perfect, from your dress to the lights of the venue. Henry – your newly proclaimed spouse – has an arm around you as you listen to your family and friends' speeches about you and your love.

You found it strange when your Maid of Honor wasn’t the first to speak, but it seems she has a reason for it. Immediately, you feel anxious, but in a good way.

“When these two told me they were getting married, I knew I wanted to do something special for them,” Your best friend starts. “I just didn’t know what, but I knew it had to be something remarkable, something for them to look back and have a good laugh,” She looks at the both of you with tears in her eyes, chuckling.

You also wipe tears off your eyes, smiling back at her, and Henry tightens his embrace around you.

“So I sat down with these two, separately, and started to ask a few questions,” She smiles and wiggles her eyebrows, which is an expression you know very well.

‘Oh my,’ You think. ‘What is she up to?’

“Things started to get really interesting from the start, and I decided to make a video out of it,” Your best friend winks at you. “Without further ado, enjoy it.”

With a pleasant smile, she sits down. The attention turns to the screens set around the venue.

You remember sitting with your Maid of Honor to chat about your relationship. You didn’t really understand why she wanted to do that. However, it always has been effortless talking about Henry, and you brushed it off as having something to do with the wedding.

You recall having a great time answering her questions – drinks might have been involved beforehand, but the whole process was surprisingly professional.

Your friend’s face pops up on the screen as she introduces herself. “In this little video, I wanted to talk about our lovely couple’s amazing and fun story, especially the day they met,” She explains. “Newlyweds, I love you very much, and I hope you like this little something I put together for you.”

She blows a kiss and waves. Then in fancy lettering, “A love story” is scribbled on the top-left corner of the screen, and “A story of love” on the bottom right corner. You wonder why both phrases – which convey the same thing – are on the video, but the thought quickly slips your mind when your smiling face appears on the screen.

“State your name and occupation, please,” Your friend prompts on the video, but she’s out of the shot.

You roll your eyes amusedly. “What’s this, a trial? I’m innocent, your honor!” You giggle, making everybody at the venue laugh.

You answer the question anyway, and your name also appears written on the video.

“For the purpose of… this, I’m the bride?” It sounds like a question, and you make a face, unsure of yourself.

She never explained what the video was for, in your defense.

Right after you, Henry appears. “I’m Henry, and I am the lucky groom,” He smiles brightly, looking as handsome as always.

“So, tell me, how did you meet Henry?” Your friend asks, and your smile is instant as you remember that exact day as if it was yesterday. “How did you meet Y/N?” She asks him in the next scene, and his reaction is the same.

“I was hosting a brunch,” You start, your eyes unfocused as the vivid memory plays in your mind. “And it was morning when Henry arrived.”

When he reapers, you can tell it’ll cut back and forth between you. “I was throwing a party, and she was the one that came around. I think it was three in the afternoon,” Henry replies, quite differently from you.

You scoff mockingly, looking at him by your side. He chuckles, brushing it off with a shoulder tic before you turn back to the screen.

“And I said: ‘Hi, come on in, make yourself at home,’ You know, something of the sorts,” You shrug off.

Your betrothed chuckles in the video, scratching his chin in thought. “I was the one that said hello, but she didn’t hear.”

His comment makes the venue erupt in laughter. You meet Henry’s loving gaze again and squeeze his hand, making him bring yours up to press a kiss on your knuckles.

If your shared story had different and entertaining versions until now, it’d just get better!

After being asked about first impressions of one another, he replies: “She thought I was hilarious,” He says with such confidence that is endearing.

In your turn, you laugh and cover your mouth as if what you are about to say it’s an embarrassing secret.

“Oh my god, he wouldn’t stop talking! Like a lot!” You emphasize. “And I pretended to laugh the entire time,” You say very sheepishly before throwing your head back in laughter again. “That’s terrible. I feel like I need to apologize,” You add after your fit.

“Oh, I just remembered something,” He suddenly announces, and his smile is wide as the memory toy around in his head. “Her blouse was inside out,” He chuckles, eyes focused on a spot. “She’s so adorable and such a goof, isn’t she?” He looks back at the camera.

“He loved the way I was dressed,” You giggle, visibly shivering as you physically remember the feeling of him truly looking at you for the first time.

Your friend asks another question, changing the subject slightly, but Henry shakes his head.

“Yeah, the party was great! Everybody was having a good time, but I only remember searching for her when she wasn’t near me. Trying to get another look, you know?” He says.

In turn, you scoff. “No one was dancing! I don’t remember who was taking care of the music, but it was terrible!” Your genuine response makes the room fills with laughter another time. “At least everyone had a drink in hand and ate something.”

“Oh, yes. The food was wonderful. Everything homemade,” Your partner assures with a proud nod naively.

“I bought everything off Tesco,” You rushedly confess, throwing your head back in laughter again.

Back to the present moment, you’re wiping the new tears from the corners of your eyes due to laughter. You love the good energy around the room as your guests and yourself enjoy the video your Maid of Honor made.

Now you understand both phases in the beginning, and although you and Henry have very distinct versions of the day you met, you love both of them and the feelings they bring you.

However, something changes in the next second of the video. For the first time, on a split-screen, you two appear together.

“When I saw him, I knew it (When I saw her, I knew it),” You both say simultaneously. “She (He) was the person I’d spend the rest of my life with,” You continue.

Glancing at him, you’re surprised to see he’s already looking at you. Then you exchange a knowing look. It seems like you got on the same page in this part of the video.

“And that’s how I realized that life put him (her) in my life,” You say in unison. “On that Tuesday (Thursday) of September (December),” Your responses overlap with each other, drawing amused reactions from people.

“That’s why I remember everything, of every second,” Both of you state, which is downright ironic at this point. “Ask me anything that I remember.”

“I remember,” You proudly declare with a grin but, this time, by yourself.

And so does Henry. “I remember,” He nods with a beam.

The video ends there, and the room erupts in applause, whistles, and hollered praises.

Words couldn’t describe the dazzling feelings you’re experiencing if you wanted to. You can’t be more grateful to your friend for this treat either. And, of course, the man you now get to call your husband.

The spotlight of attention returns to you as you’re exchanging the most enamored gaze ever. Henry leans in and presses his lips to your forehead, making you close your eyes. Slowly, you allow all those remarkable sensations to wash over you.

When you reopen your eyes, you smile at him before looking at your Maid of Honor. “Thank you so much for this extremely thoughtful gift. We both loved it a lot.”

Henry confirms with a head gesture.

“Words won’t do justice to how much you’re special to me. I’m just so grateful I get to share such a special and meaningful moment of my life, like this one, with you,” Your voice cracks at the end, and you smile, trying to hold your tears at bay as you can see she’s doing the same. “So I can’t thank you enough.”

As the room gets loud with another round of applause and cheers, she smiles, mouthing an “I love you too” to you. Wiping your tears carefully one more time, you chuckle.

“Although, I only have one question,” You announce, making the room pipe down. “Was my blouse really inside out?” You giggle as you look back at Henry.

Your husband starts to laugh. “Yeah,” He confirms bashfully. “Yeah, it was,” He nods as your guests join you in laughter.

“Oh, God. I can’t believe it,” You shake your head in embarrassment. “I also would like to point out that my husband clearly has a lot of experience with interviews,” You remark, addressing the room. “I feel kinda bad after saying I was pretending to laugh at his jokes when he’s all loving and caring,” You rejoin your friends and family in fun.

“I do tell bad jokes,” Henry concedes in your defense. “I love how genuine you are, and you’re loving and caring to me, too,” You nearly melt at his famous Hollywood-star smile.

The sound of ‘aww’s’ fills the room. “You see what I’m dealing with?” You joke, making everybody chuckle.

You give him a chaste but affectionate peck on the lips. Your wedding coordinator decides it’s time for the first dance to open the floor to make your guests burn some energy after the buffet.

And so, feeling the most secure and happy while pressed against your husband’s chest with his arms around you, you swing slowly. By sharing the same air, the same space, and the same feelings, you can’t think of anything better.

It all started on a Tuesday morning in September for you. But for him, it was a Thursday afternoon in December. Now, it is a Saturday evening in November that you’ll never forget.

You will remember. Everything. Of every second.

#henry cavill #henry cavill fanfic #henry cavill x you #henry cavill imagine #henry cavill fanfiction #henry cavill rpf #henry cavill x y/n #henry cavill x reader #henry cavill headcanon #the witcher #geralt of rivia #august walker #clark kent #superman #sherlock holmes

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earl-grey-teacake · 2 months

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Baby!Loscar headcanons

Random headcanons that won’t leave my head and prevent me from writing fics

George is the one to wake up most nights to comfort Logan. He’s a lighter sleeper and can hear when Logan is waking up and about to cry.

Logan models baby clothes for Williams, Mercedes, Ferrari and his dads’ personal brands. He’s so cute and smiles for the camera as long as his dads are behind the camera. He doesn’t respond well being left along in a studio with strangers, large lights and cameras.

Logan loved to crawl and cling to his dad’s feet. This becomes a problem when they’re walking and don’t want to trip over him. He’s a fast crawler and doesn’t understand things can fall on him when he hits them.

Oscar also models baby clothes for McLaren and Quadrant. Getting him into Ferrari clothes were too much of a hassle so they gave up and took Logan instead.

Carlos takes Oscar to see a karting race at 8 months old. Oscar can’t race because he’s too young but he wants to so bad and cries when they have to leave the track.

Lando, despite his fears and screams, killed a giant wasp with his hands when it was flying near Oscar. He screamed the whole time which only freaked Oscar out and made him cry. Carlos was on the phone with Lando at the time and thought something awful happened.

Logan and Oscar get sick together a lot. When one is down the other is down and it becomes a nightmare especially during a race weekend. Logan will cry loudly because he’s sick and uncomfortable and scared and wants his dads. Oscar is the opposite and just whimpers miserably half the time. The tears don't stop but he's too tired and miserable to wail.

Logan’s first step was when he didn’t want George to leave to go to Brackley. He toddled over and grabbed onto George’s leg. George cried the entire drive to Mercedes HQ. He also called Alex for the entire drive so he could apologize for having to leave while Logan was crying in the background for “dada”

Oscar’s first step was because Carlos has come home from a week-long trip to Spain. Oscar was playing in the living room when Carlos walked in with his suitcase. He was ecstatic and stumbled his way over to Carlos while Lando and Carlos cried and filmed the whole thing. Oscar also tried to pull on the suitcase so Carlos wouldn’t leave again but it just ended up falling on him.

#f1 rpf #f1 rpf fic #galex #alex albon #george russell #logan sargeant #lando norris #carlando #carlos sainz #oscar piastri #baby!Loscar #please enjoy these headcanons as I fight with my jobs ability to give me free time

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cowpokeomens · 5 months

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nicholas finger fucking you in front of the rest of the guys :(((( n theyre all degrading you for being such a slut that likes when her bf’s friends watch Oh my lord

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!!!!! This started out as a headcanon then turned into 2.5k words. I'm not sorry, but I thought you should know.

It starts with a discussion.

Nicholas, sweet boy that he is, always wants to make sure all parties are enthusiastically consenting before getting into anything. You’re the one who brings it up first- the thought of being watched, the thought of being watched by those closest to him. You had been hesitant to admit how much it turned you on. But Nicholas is nothing if not a devoted boyfriend who will do whatever it takes to make you come, so he gets to work.

Noah is the first to agree. You, he reasons, are objectively hot. He is, objectively, horny 73% of the time. It works out well, he thinks. The nice thing about Noah is that he helps set boundaries with Nicholas. Nicholas quickly realizes that he’s fine with them watching you, fine with them talking to you. But touching you? Out of the question. The mere thought of it gets Nicholas feeling feisty so he decides to save that for another time, after he sees how this goes.

He also realizes belatedly that he's not sure he wants all his bros to see his fully erect dick yet, so that part gets shelved for another time, too. There's lots of ways to make you come without fucking you, though, so he's not even sweating it.

Next up is Nick- who would be the most surprised at the offer, I think. Like, again, hell yeah, you're hot; But also woah Nicholas is sharing? Inch resting. Asks lots of questions about what he can and can't do, makes Nicholas realize that maybe...... Nick has thought about this before. He bookmarks that thought, Nick helps plot how they're gonna do it.

Now Jolly. Jolly likes to watch and I'll die on this hill. I've seen this man on a stage, you’ve seen this man on stage, he has a commanding presence, okay? He very much enjoys the idea of watching a display, doesn't get too hung up on it being one of his best friends and said friend's partner, he's just down to clown.

So with the Avengers assembled, Nicholas gets to plotting. It starts with a cozy night in; There's wine, there's a movie, there's dinner. You're feeling loose as a goose, relaxing on the couch with your back against Nicholas' chest when he pipes up. “Remember what we talked about, about the guys watching?"

Um?? Fuck YEAH you remember!!!!

"Mhm" is your demure reply.

"Wanna try that tonight?" His voice is against your ear, kissing you softly there. You give it some real thought, wanting your answer to be honest, not clouded by worry or anxiety. Finally you realized that, yeah, you were ready, so you tell him so.

You could feel his grin. You didn't see it, but he sent off a quick text to the guys with your affirmative. "Color system sound good?"

"Yep. I'm green. Obviously."

He’d snort, hands coming around to tug at your nipple. It was just supposed to be a night in, so you were absolutely wearing the largest shirt in Nicholas' closet and a pair of shorts.

You’d arch into his hand as he rolled the bud around between his fingers, as his other hand would start tugging at the hem of your shorts, trying to get them off. Lifting up so he could pull them off, his hand immediately cupping your mound. You'd whimper slightly, grinding up into his hand as your eyes slip closed

"Good girl." He'd say sweetly.

"Good girl?" A snide voice repeats.

Your eyes fly open, landing on Noah's imposing figure standing in the kitchen.

"What kind of 'good girl' let's herself be finger fucked on the couch of a shared living room?" He questions as he fills a glass with water from the fridge. He's looking at you expectantly, waiting for an answer you don't have. You feel a rush of wetness at his gaze.

Finally he speaks again. "Folio, come check out the show."

Your cheeks turn crimson at his words, but soon Nick comes into view, freezing when he sees you. A smirk makes its way across his face. "Well, what do we have here?"

Your legs come together instinctively, trying to hide yourself from their hungry stares.

"Nope, open them up" Nick barks. "Noah got to see, now it's my turn."

Slowly, you open your legs back up for them, blushing profusely at the vulnerability. You could feel Nicholas' fingers back on you, stroking your folds softly. He went just a little deeper and you shivered, body arching into him.

"She's so fucking wet, dude." Nick said to Noah.

The way they talked about you- like you weren't even there- sent sparks up your spine.

"Of course she's wet." Noah said flatly. "Little slut likes being watched."

That made you gasp, grinding into Nicholas' hand again.

"Where's Jolly at? He'd get a kick out of this" Noah asked, still looking at you.

"I'm here." came a lightly accented voice in the doorway opposite them. You jumped again at his presence.

"Take a look." Nick gestured with a nod in your direction. Jolly finally looked your way, cocking his head to the side.

"Not much of a surprise, is it? I mean, we all knew she was a greedy little whore." Nick shrugged.

Jolly nods. He's the first to speak to Nicholas. "How many times can she come?"

Your mouth goes dry. You can feel Nicholas looking down at you, then he speaks.

"As many times as I feel like."

You gulp loudly, Jolly giving you an evil grin. "Bit late to be nervous, pretty girl. We can all see how wet your slutty little hole is."

Your mouth is open, panting. "Oh, she likes that." Noah is smiling too, the kind of smile you see in horror films. "Likes knowing all her boyfriend's friends know what a dirty girl she is. How bad do you wanna come?"

Your chest is heaving, you can't even think of words. Nicholas slaps your pussy once, to get your attention, making you moan at the contact.

"Stop being rude. They asked you a question." He pushes.

"I-" You stammer "I wanna come."

Noah rolls his eyes, Nick outright laughs at you.

"You can do better than that." Jolly finally says.

"Please" Your voice is barely above a whisper. "I wanna come so bad, please."

"The little slut does know how to beg, isn't that nice?" Nick croons at you.

They're all slowly moving closer to you, and you finally snap.

"Please, please, I'll be so good, please I wanna come-"

"That's better." Noah praised. "Now take off your panties. They look soaked anyways."

You were scrambling to yank off the garment before he had even finished his sentence. Before you could lay back down, Jolly spoke up. "Shirt too."

You felt your blush deepen, but did as he said, laying back against Nicholas again. "Color?" You heard him whisper.

"Green" you breathed, wriggling around, trying to get comfortable.

"Good girl." Jolly said before Nicholas could.

You didn't have time to linger on that before Nicholas was stuffing two fingers deep inside you. Your back arched off his chest, a wanton moan escaping you.

"Christ, didn't ease her into it, did ya?" Nick muttered.

"She likes it." Nicholas said flatly, pulling his fingers out to thrust them back in.

"Oh yeah? Do you like that, slutty girl?" Noah asked you, sitting down on the edge of the couch.

You nodded profusely, canting your hips into Nicholas' fingers.

"Look at her go, she'd probably just fuck herself if you let her." Noah sneered.

"Let's try it." Nicholas said, halting his movement, fingers still inside you

You understood immediately what they expected of you, shame coloring your cheeks as you began fucking yourself on your boyfriend's fingers in earnest.

You couldn't fight back the moan that you made, hands coming up to cover your face in shame.

“Hands by your sides.” Jolly commanded immediately.

Your hands came down instinctively, fingers digging into your thighs as you looked at them all helplessly.

“Think she could come like that?” Nick wondered aloud.

You could feel Nicholas’ smirk behind you. “Wanna see?”

He curled his fingers up inside you, aiming them just barely left, and- oh fuck.

“Fuck-” was your only warning before you were shuddering through your orgasm, walls clenching around Nicholas’ fingers. Your legs shifted as the waves passed over your body, toes curling. You were still panting when Jolly spoke.

“Again.”

You gasped, head swiveling around to look at each of them. Even Nick was grinning now, obviously pleased with the direction the evening took. Nicholas slapped your pussy once, again, directing your attention back to him.

“Ask to come again.” He demanded.

“What-” You were cut off by another slap, making your whole body shake with the stimulation.

“Color?” He asked quickly.

“Green.” Was your immediate response. He kissed your temple once, then slapped your pussy a third time.

“Ask to come again.” He repeated.

“Can I come again?” You whined.

A fourth slap. You could feel your own wetness leaking out of your hole, sliding down your thighs.

“You can do better than that. Put on a show for our friends.” His words were directly in your ear, breath hot on your neck.

“Please, can I come again, please- I need it so bad, please-” You were a stuttering mess, wriggling around in his lap.

“That’s a good girl.” Nick said approvingly, sounding smug. You didn’t have time to relish in your victory before Nicholas was rubbing at your clit, the slide of his fingers having virtually no drag amongst the wetness of your pussy.

“The little whore is gonna ruin the couch.” Noah stated flatly, as if you weren’t about to lose your mind in front of him.

Jolly snorted. “Like you won’t be in here trying to wring out the cushions into your morning coffee tomorrow.”

“Fuck off.” Was Noah’s quick-witted response.

You could barely hear them over the sensation of your clit being played with, the overstimulation pushing you so close to the edge.

“She wants it so bad.” Nick said with a soft chuckle.

“Tell Nick how bad you want it.” Nicholas’ voice was in your ear again.

“So bad.” Came your hoarse response. “I want it so bad, please let me come again, please, I’ll be good.”

“Such an obedient girl.” Jolly praised. “Do you always do what you’re told?”

A shiver went up your spine. “Um-”

“No, she doesn’t.” Nicholas answered for you. “I had to practically fuck her through the mattress the other day because she didn’t get her way.”

Your eyes glazed over at the memory. You’d been extra bratty that day, but putting you in your place was something you knew Nicholas enjoyed thoroughly.

Jolly tsked at you. “Maybe not so obedient. Maybe you shouldn’t get to come again, if you can’t be good.”

“I’ll be good for you.” Was your automatic reply. Nicholas’ ministrations slowed momentarily, then he plunged three fingers into your waiting cunt.

You came with a sound so carnal that it left your throat sore. You were shaking, whimpering, clawing at the couch beneath you as you all but convulsed in Nicholas’ lap.

“Look at how her pussy is clenching.” Nick sounded amused.

There were tears in your eyes now from the constant stimulation. Nicholas was kissing your head, petting down your hair. “Color?”

“Green.” You whined softly.

“Think you can ride my thigh?” Nicholas questioned, rubbing circles on your hip with his thumb.

“Yeah.” You responded, sounding pitiful even to yourself.

“Three?” Noah asked, looking surprised.

You could hear the smirk in Nicholas’ voice. “She’s had worse.” He shifted you so that his thigh was nestled between your folds, the friction already causing your legs to quake. “Whenever you’re ready, baby.”

You ground down experimentally, eliciting a moan from yourself that surprised even you. The glide was delicious, smoother and gentler than Nicholas’ calloused fingers. You knew you wouldn’t last long.

Still, you continued to ride his thigh, body on full display for the other three men in the room, who were watching you with rapt attention.

“Feel good, slutty girl?” Nick questioned, sounding like he already knew the answer.

You nodded, unable to form a cohesive sentence.

“You have a pretty mouth.” Noah said suddenly. “Shame to see it so empty.”

You shivered at his words, an idea coming into your head. Slowly, deliberately, you brought your hand up to your mouth, popping three fingers in and sucking deeply.

“Poor slut needs all her needy little holes filled, huh?” Jolly goaded, eyes dark. You realized belatedly that all of them were sporting obvious bulges, pants tenting over their cocks. Nick was outright palming himself.

While sucking on your own fingers gave you something to focus on besides the feeling of being set on fire, it wasn’t enough to fight off the tears of overstimulation as you grew closer and closer to your third orgasm. They rolled down your cheeks as you ground yourself further and further onto your boyfriend’s thigh.

“C’mon pretty girl, give us one more.” Nick encouraged, sensing how close you were.

Nicholas’ hands came up to your waist to help slide you back and forth on his thigh, fingertips digging into your flesh. Your free hand came up to rest atop his, as you popped your fingers out of your mouth.

“Nicky, I’m so close, I’m-” You all but sobbed to your boyfriend.

“Shh, I know sweet girl, it’s okay, let go.” He said soothingly.

“No, Nicky I- I-” You stammered.

Realization dawned on him. “That’s okay, baby, you can do it.”

That was all the confirmation you needed as you came with a sob, your slick squirting onto his leg in rivulets. You shook violently as you came, only staying upright due to his hands on your waist. Someone said “Holy shit.” but you couldn’t place the voice, overcome with pleasure as you trembled through it.

You were still shaking as Nicholas pulled you down into his chest, rubbing arcs onto your back. “Good girl, you did so good baby, good job.” He was whispering in your ear softly. A split second later, Noah was there with a glass of water for you. You took it and gulped it down gratefully, giving him a small, “Thank you.”

Jolly was next, laying a blanket over the both of you, hands careful not to brush against you. You hadn’t realized you were shivering, and you were about to thank him when Nick handed you a sleeve of Ritz crackers, making you giggle at the gesture.

“Thanks guys.” You gave them a small smile, tearing open the package and nibbling on a cracker.

“Thank you.” Nick said with a bow, making you laugh again.

“Seriously, I’m gonna go have some ‘me’ time and burn the last 2 hours into my brain so I can recall it when needed.” Noah said with a grin.

“I was thinking of having a frame by frame storyboard tattooed on my back.” Jolly added helpfully.

You snorted. “Guys, please no brain burning or tattoos. There’s always next time.”

They all froze, then spoke in unison.

“Next time?”

#bad omens fic #bad omens fanfiction #bad omens fanfic #bad omens x reader #joakim karlsson fic #ramblin gal #jolly karlsson fic #bad omens smut #noah sebastian fic #jolly karlsson headcanon #nicholas ruffilo fanfiction #nicholas ruffilo x reader #nicholas ruffilo fanfic #nicholas ruffilo fic #nicholas ruffilo rpf #nick folio fanfic #nick folio headcanon #nick folio x reader

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magicpiano · 7 months

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Canonically, the teen detectives and Kaitou Kid are famous, so I can understand why someone would headcanon that, in universe, there would be detective/thief RPF of them. But... I disagree.

People believe that KID is much older than Kaito is in reality. So I don't think (much) RPF of them would exist, but there is another person known for chasing KID for years, someone people could easily write fanfic about...

That's right, in universe I bet there is a bunch of Kaitou Kid/Nakamori Ginzou RPF and the both hate this with a passion that cannot be expressed in words.

#magic kaito #kuroba kaito #kaitou kid #Nakamori Ginzou #Kudou Shinichi #Hakuba Saguru #detective conan #case closed #dcmk #dcmk headcanon #my posts #I accidentally have fallen back into my dcmk hole again #I am so so sorry to say this but like you KNOW rpf of KID exists in universe

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thefanficmonster · 2 months

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Do you do NSFW? If so, may I request a Markiplier NSFW alphabet?

Hi dear! Usually I struggle greatly when writing anything NSFW for RPF but I shall do my best. Baby steps lol Hope you enjoy <3

Pairing: Markiplier x Reader (Gender Neutral)

Warnings: !!NSFW content below the cut!!

A= Aftercare (What they're like after the act)

Mark is the absolute sweetest and most attentive lover before, during and after the act.

After he's made sure you're alright, he'd go grab you a bottle of water, a snack and a towel to clean you up. You can bet on a long cuddle sesh after the act, filled with intimacy and romance, periodically interrupted by jokes he'd crack to make you laugh.

B= Body Part (Favorite body part of their own or on their lover)

He's pretty damn proud of his hands. Years of gaming have made them particularly skillful in many ways and he knows how to utilize them just right *wink* *wink*

Oh, and also his back. He's been influenced to love it by you more so than on his own accord but still.

On you, he loves your legs and thighs. Count on him constantly having his hands all over them in both innocent and explicit instances. And when you wrap your legs around his waist....consider him a goner.

C= Cum (anything that has to do with it)

Inside, no questions asked.

Before you got to the point of being comfortable enough for that, however, he found just as much pleasure in painting either your chest, thighs or face.

D= Dirty Secret (Pretty self-explanatory)

Nothing helps him excel at a game quite like under-the-desk head while recording. Bonus points if it's a live stream.

E= Experience (do they know what they're doing)

Mark has had decent amount of experience, enough to be versed into how things work textbook-wise. Every skill he exhibits, however, is something he improvised at some point. But don't take that the wrong way - this man knows exactly what he's doing

F= Favorite Position

Mark is simple man and his favorite position reflects that - Doggy style (closely followed by cowgirl)

G= Goofy (how serious are they)

Oh this man is a majore league goof in general and during sex. That's not to say he can't get into character and dawn a serious and attractively intimidating front when the atmosphere of the night calls for it.

He's a perfect balance between goofy and serious, occasionally leaning far left or far right depending on the moment.

H= Hair (grooming habits)

He takes care of his hygiene rather meticulously. He keeps everything neat, trimmed and clean.

I= Intimacy (how are they in the moment)

There's never a shortage of intimacy between you and Mark during the act. Regardless of if the night calls for making love or having rough sex, there's never a lack of intimacy and closeness between you two.

That being said, I'd again say it's perfectly balanced. Whatever the night calls for is how Mark responds - be it slow, romantic lovemaking or rough and dirty sex.

J= Jerk-off (do they masturbate and how often)

He used to do it a lot more frequently before you started dating. Now, nothing can compare to the real thing. He can't find much satisfaction in masturbating but he still turns to it as a resort of release when either of you is away on a trip

K= Kink (kinks they might have)

Dear God, please forgive me for this...

Choking, spanking, hair-pulling, dom/sub dynamics, daddy kink, light bondage, praising/degrading (depending on what the situation calls for). Feel free to share your thoughts on this topic in the comments

L= Location (where they're down to get it on)

Every single surface in the house is game in Mark's eyes. Especially the kitchen counter and the nicely spacious shower

M= Motivation (what gets them going)

You, in any context you can think of. You don't even need to be dressed provocatively in any way shape or form. This man is just so head over heels for you, he can't help it.

Apart from that, a good ol' rage game will raise his blood pressure just right and he'll proceed to blow off some steam with you. The same works the other way around - when he's high on the success of completing a game and he celebrates with you

N= No (what they're strictly against and wouldn't try)

Anything with violent and hostile connotations that could bring you harm in any way, be it physical or emotional. He loves you more than words can describe and just the thought of hurting you fills him with dread. You both like dabbling into the occasional impact play but nothing more than that, and never without a safe word.

O= Oral (are they more of a giver or receiver)

Mark is a big fan of receiving but he enjoys giving so much more. He does it for his own pleasure just as much as he does it to bring you satisfaction. He loves every aspect of it - your taste, the tangling of your hands in his hair, the sounds you make, the bucking of your hips. It's his own personal high. He could do it for hours if you'd let him.

P= Pace (what's their pace during the act)

Again, the speed setting Mark operates on depends on the atmosphere of the night. On the regular, he likes to take it slow, prolong the experience and uphold this bubble of intimacy around the two of you for as long as he can.

Q= Quickie (are they a fan of quickies)

Nope.

The Devil is into details and so is Mark. And it's difficult to appreciate the details when working with a small time frame. He likes to take his time, worshipping you the way you deserve in the most meticulous and intimate manner.

R= Risk (how risky are they/do they like trying new things)

Oh he loves a good unconventional and borderline public location where there's a chance at getting caught. Although he prefers the comfort of your shared house it doesn't cancel out his love for the thrill of some public fun.

As for trying new things, he's down to try everything at least once - unless it falls in the No criteria I mentioned earlier. All you have to do is bring it up and you can automatically consider him signed up and strapped in, ready to try it.

S= Stamina (how long they last in bed)

The speed may or may not directly relate to how long he lasts. He can get at least two rounds - a solid hour/hour and a half - under his belt before breaking a sweat.

T= Toys (do they own and and are they down to experiment with them)

I have a feeling there is a box, hidden in a dark corner of a closer or under his bed, containing a small collection of sex toys. If you're game to use him, he'd love nothing more than take them out to play.

U= Unfair (are they a tease)

To an infuriating degree. He'd even mock you when you whine, beg or get frustrated with his teasing.

It's music to his ears.

V= Volume (how loud are they during sex)

Mark is vocal but not loud.

He exhibits his satisfaction and pleasure with mainly sighs and groans, all at a pretty low volume. But he's also very expressive during sex - praising/degrading you accordingly or dirty talking you over the edge. All in a whispered or hushed tone that makes it all the hotter.

W= Wild Card

Remember how I said he's not a big fan of masterbating? Well, when he has to resort to it he has a certain way of making it much more pleasurable...

Photos and videos you two have taken during the act or right afterwards in your disheveled states.

It's his personal collection, safely tucked away in a dark hidden corner of his computer memory.

X= X-Ray (what are they packing)

I'm sorry, I can't. I just can't. I've sinned enough tonight LMAOO

Y= Yearning (sex drive level)

Name: Mark

Status: Permanently horny

Z= Zzzz (*yawn*)

I already mentioned a cuddle sesh earlier and I will now add onto it to say that, although he tries his best not to, he does fall asleep rather quickly and deeply. How could he not when he feels so much comfort with his arms wrapped around you. When he falls asleep to the sound of your breathing and heartbeat, it's the most peaceful slumber he's ever had.

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wisteriagoesvroom · 4 months

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playing pinterest roulette and seeing what AUs i can make up based on the pics (part 2 of ???)

landoscar AU where oscar's a chess prodigy, best that the game has seen in generations, and lando is one of the world's most in-demand DJs.

oscar is as introverted as they come. determined to draw him out of his shell, oscar's friends drag him out for a new year's eve rave in berlin, one of the rare weeks that he has off. oscar, a little too drunk and maybe a bit socially anxious, nitpicks the BPMs on a song transition that Lando is trying out that night. people spot both of them standing at the DJ booth, yelling at each across the music.

they almost end up fighting, but after the countdown they end up making out in a bathroom stall and going semi-viral on social media instead. oscar panics about the implications but his PR manager tells him it's probably a good thing because it makes oscar seem more relatable. lando's PR manager sends a shrug emoji, being the person who blasted the video out in the first place.

oscar and lando decide they might as well lean into it. they end up hanging out the day after for pizza. which then rolls into another weekend, then more texts, an insane connection neither of them can't quite give a name to, and a promise to keep in touch when the holiday's over (which doesn't quite happen because they're young guns on the come-up, with the busy schedules that entails).

they don't end up meeting again in berlin, until three years later. at the pizza place where they'd hit it off. the pizza's still good. and the company, more so.

oscar opens with: "it can't be true that you wrote a damn song about me."

lando only smiles at him across the table. "and i heard the FIDE wondered why you named your new move the Norris."

#landoscar #f1 rpf #wisteriahcs #mctwinks #twinklaren #op81 #ln4 #f1 headcanons #f1 au #formula 1 au

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yarrayora · 7 months

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do you think while kuro was busy sleeping off his depression the servamps were being bitches to each other

#servamp #hugh the dark algernon iii #servamp jeje #jeje servamp #doubt doubt #yarra makes comics #yarra draws stuff #anyway this is my banquet of chestnut headcanon #also got rid of his monocle bc it was invented in 1700s #and if he had his monocle since before he was a vampire #that means lawless couldnt made a contract with shakespeare's wife #anyway #historical rpf ft. servamp

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brett-is-afraid · 11 months

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Tubbur would definitely be the type of couple to always team up with each other. Whether they're playing a game or arguing with someone, they always take each other's side.

#poppytwt #poppyblr #rpf #rpf safe #pro rpf #rpf headcanons #headcanons #sfw #sfw headcanons #toby #wilbur #brett speaks

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i-am-church-the-cat · 2 months

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Can we have more domestic loscar hc please👉🏻👈🏻🥺

Sure

They both sleep hot but always end up curled around each other in the morning so they always have the fan going and never put a comforter on their bed

Oscar hates to work out and Logan… does not help that lmao. They aren’t allowed to workout together

Neither of them cook and neither of them care what they eat most of the time so they have a roulette for their grocery list. They never know what’s going to show up each week. They’ve had two bags of radishes sitting at the bottom of their pantry for weeks now

Oscar does their budget bc Logan is bad at math

I have this headcanon that Logan is really good at puzzles so he does crosswords, sudoku, all that stuff, usually in the morning before Oscar is awake. Oscar normally comes out of the bedroom to his tea and Logan cursing out the New York Times

Logan gets migraines so Oscar keeps Excedrin in all of his bags

Bc they both learned some Italian at Prema, whenever they want to discuss stuff w/o being understood they’ll speak in Italian. But, they aren’t very good at it

Inspired by @dwarvenchords and their loscawson fic that Oscar cannot be woken up by man or god so often Logan ends up carrying him to the bedroom if he falls asleep somewhere. That’s why Logan’s beefing up so much, obviously

Oscar’s little sisters made them bracelets with their joined last names on them. They have them in a box for safekeeping but they’ll both wear them every once in a while. Specifically, if Logan ever is alone and really anxious he’ll wear it

They wanted to redo their bathroom. Oscar wanted to hire someone, Logan said he could do it. He did do it but it ended up costing more than what it would’ve cost to get someone else to do it. He’s proud of it though

Both of their favorite places to nap are in each other’s laps so it sucks when they BOTH want to nap bc it means someone has to be laid on

They get two dogs in their fifth season of f1, Riley and Muffin

Okay yep 👍🏼 gonna go home now bc i am sitting in my work’s parking lot

#loscar #headcanons #logan sargeant #oscar piastri #domestic loscar #formula 1 rpf #f1 rpf #anon ask

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dittaturamonegasca · 11 days

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I think there should bé a fic where anyone from the grid would be third wheeling Landoscar, like, have you seen how these two interact.

So, I lack the ability and the time of f1writingbyme and LestappenForever to make this idea into a proper work like they did for "How (Not) To Third Wheel Lestappen" (check it out on Ao3 if you haven't already, definitely worth it) BUT BUT BUT, I can tell you how I think most of the grid would react in third wheeling Landoscar!

1) I feel like we should spare Checo, cause honestly this man has had enough as third wheel of Maxiel and Lestappen, I don't wanna give him extra traumas, SO –

2) Logan Sargeant: this one I really feel guilty about. Cause I like the narrative of him and Oscah being besties and still I cry over the sad edits of Logan just left behind. I think Landoscar with Logan has the most space for improvement?? I forgive Oscar even tho he definitely ghosted the poor Logan for the whole honeymoon phase with Lando (it's been almost two years, Osc, get a grip). I have a feeling Logan will speak up at some point and this would shake Oscar a little, so maybe he would be the more aware and more involved third wheel, possibly? They'll end up doing triple video-games championships with Lando and Logan mocking Oscar's gaming skills, mark my words.

3) Carlos Sainz: my man how does it feel to know you've wasted your chance (multiple chances, lets be real) for good? I have mixed ideas about this one, cause I think it would probably being more like Lando struggling to keep them both as close as possible resulting in Oscar being rightfully jealous 👀👀 so the third wheeling situation would be like Lando trying to involve a very annoyed and confused Carlos in their things (safe for work, ofc). I don't really see a way out of it.

4) Daniel Ricciardo: I mention him but I can't really explain cause honestly my idea of Daniel third-wheeling Landoscar is either him babysit them around Australia and bonding with Oscar over weird aussie habits OR OR OR something very NOT SAFE WORK so ( ... )

5) Max Verstappen: I love to think he'll remain an unbothered king, you know? Like he's well aware and a bit upset that his crepes companion invited someone else (beside from Daniel) to their dessert dates and that the two of them acts like lovebirds even without an actual physical contact. He'll probably send SOS texts to Charles and Daniel until a topic of (his) interest comes out and honestly at that point the power of maxplaining will win over pretty much everything and everyone. At the end of the day Landoscar turn out to be the real victims.

6) George Russell: poor thing was originally invited for a golf morning from Carlos (Landoscar were already supposed to attend), but Chili called off last minute so Georgie ended up with just the others two. LET ME TELL YOU he jumped off the golf cart cause he saw Lando placing a hand on Oscar's thigh and feared for his life. It took several minutes for them to notice he was aggressively walking behind. He was also hit by a golf ball because Oscar distracted Lando for a second too long, I guess you can figure out the rest.

7) Special mention to the PR and the McLaren team in general who's main job rn is having them to SIMPLY F O C U S outside the pit for like interviews and debriefings. I can picture Lando losing it after hearing a single compliment like "SO YOU THINK I'M PRETTY", cause ✨babygirl✨ energy hitting here and there, even tho he has tried to be somehow a model for Oscar, at least for what concerns work. Indeed I pity trainers and strategists bc ofc Oscar listens at them, but image them trying to explain a concept to him just for Lando to get there and rephrase it in the dumbest way possible and Oscar going like OHHHHH NOW I GOT IT, COULDN'T YOU EXPLAIN IT THAT WAY?

8) This is mostly a guilty pleasure but do we all agree they torture the entire f1 group chat with their subtle flirting?

IDK if this was what you had in mind but I really REALLY had fun writing it.

So let me know what you think in the comments down below, if you agree or if you want me to make it longer and/or more detailed or just to focus on a specific one in particular?

Again, my dms and box section are open to discussions, requests and any sort of (respectful) thing!

PEACE OUT 🤌🏻❤️

#ask juls #landoscar #landoscar headcanons #headcanon #f1 #lando norris x oscar piastri #f1 fanfic #f1 rpf #mclaren #formula 1 #ln4 #op81 #logan seargent #carlos sainz #max verstappen #george russell #daniel ricciardo #the grid being the victims #landoscar took thirdweeling to a new level

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