#⋆˚✿˖° 𐙚 ₊ me n mine

[likegojos]

—— my works !

⋆˚✿˖° 𐙚 ₊ my favorite part — wips

⋆˚✿˖° 𐙚 ₊ on my worst behavior — nsfw writings

⋆˚✿˖° 𐙚 ₊ igual que un ángel — sfw writings

⋆˚✿˖° 𐙚 ₊ me n mine — jjk graphics

—— rbs + asks ! 　 ❀

⋆˚✿˖° 𐙚 ₊ love language: oomfs / nonnies — answered asks

⋆˚✿˖° 𐙚 ₊ ungodly hour — nsfw recs

⋆˚✿˖° 𐙚 ₊ goodnight n go — sfw recs

⋆˚✿˖° 𐙚 ₊ obra de arte — masterpieces

⋆˚✿˖° 𐙚 ₊ lifes better on saturn — anything lads

⋆˚✿˖° 𐙚 ₊ main thing — anything jjk men

—— rp / musings ! 　 ❀

⋆˚✿˖° 𐙚 ₊ never be yours — j

⋆˚✿˖° 𐙚 ₊ labios mordidos — j + m

⋆˚✿˖° 𐙚 ₊ she knows about me — k

⋆˚✿˖° 𐙚 ₊ x si volvemos — k + c

⋆˚✿˖° 𐙚 ₊ tu corazon es mio… — s. gojo

⋆˚✿˖° 𐙚 ₊ the boy is mine — rafayel

—— personal ! 　 ❀

⋆˚✿˖° 𐙚 ₊ ángel sin cielo — yap sessions

⋆˚✿˖° 𐙚 ₊ princesita inalcanzable — karo core

⋆˚✿˖° 𐙚 ₊ pensamientos intrusivos — nsfw thoughts

⋆˚✿˖° 𐙚 ₊ lifes better on saturn — anything lads

⋆˚✿˖° 𐙚 ₊ karo’s piano — music

[sluturu]

don’t mind me, just manifesting jealous/possessive nanami content🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️

cw. exhibitionism (sex in public), jealousy ⋆ mdni — 18+ 𐙚

nanami doesn’t like what he sees. you’re mingling, just like he’d begged you to when he brought you to this work event that neither of you wanted to come to, but you’re mingling with the company’s biggest flirt. aka nanami’s best friend (by force) gojo satoru. 

he doesn’t like the way you have one hand clutching your stomach while the other grips onto gojo’s arm like your life depends on it. he doesn’t like the giggles he’s hearing– not because he hates your laugh, but he hates that it’s not him that’s making you laugh. he definitely doesn’t like the look of awe on that jackass’s face while he watches you die over a joke that probably wasn’t even funny to begin with. 

nanami is usually cool and composed. it’s not like him to overreact or let his emotions control him, but this is you we’re talking about. this makes his stomach turn, his blood simmer, and he knows he needs to leave with you before he inevitably blows up.

 the problem? nanami is mid conversation with his boss and he can’t just leave without reason. so he endures it, but his blood pressure continues to rise by the second while irritation gnaws at him. every time he turns his head, you’re there smiling or laughing with another man. 

nanami watches as gojo picks something out of your hair and he decides he can’t take it. he politely excuses himself telling his boss he feels like he might’ve come down with something (a case of jealousy, he forgets to mention) before making a beeline right towards you. 

“nanamin!” gojo exclaims as soon as he spots the blonde. “your wifey here was just–”

he pretends he didn’t hear his so-called friend, “sweetheart, i’m not feeling too well. would you mind if we turned in a bit early?”

your smile morphs into a frown at the words and you give him a soft ‘of course.’ you’re turning to gojo to bid him goodbye, but nanami is pulling you away with his arm wrapped securely around your waist before you even get the chance. 

it’s not till you’re pressed against his audi with nanami flushed against you, his big bulge rubbing against your stomach, that you realize what’s going on. 

his lips are right above your, honey like eyes wild and boring into yours, “wanna tell me what the hell was so funny?”

“what?” you reply breathlessly, your own eyes darting to look around the parking lot to make sure there was no one around. 

his fingers slip under your dress, rubbing circles into your clit over your panties. when you let out a surprised moan, nanami chuckles. it’s almost sinister, but it has you absolutely, positively soaked. 

his speed picks up with each second that passes and pretty soon you find yourself grinding against his hand for more. he speaks up, “you were having the time of your life with gojo. i want to know what he said to make you laugh so hard.” 

“it was n-nothing,” you throw your head back against the sleek car, another moan comes out of your mouth. “k-ken, ugh– please,” you beg. “more, please, need more.”

he tsks disapprovingly, “nothing, huh?” he slows the pace of his fingers and relishes in your whining protests. “didn’t look like nothing. looked like my wife was having the best night ever with another man.”

you open your eyes to look at him, “i can’t remember what he said, ken… can’t think about anything except for you.”

it’s like you know exactly what to say and he swoons. he presses his lips against yours and his fingers skillfully tug your panties to the side before continuing their vicious attack on your gushing cunt. 

you sob into his mouth, body completely wracked with need, but you start hearing voices a few rows down and you freeze.

“k-kento, wait–” you say, panicked and frenzied. “what if someone sees us?”

“i fucking hope they do,” he groans, gripping your chin with his free hand and making you look back at him. “i hope they catch us so they know you’re all mine.”

© all works belong to SLUTURU 2025. do not copy or repost.

[sharlsworld]

༘˚⋆𐙚｡⋆ pause — 𝐋𝐍𝟒 𖤓

( 𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗂𝗌 𝗑 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗓 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 ）

（ 𝗌𝗎𝗆𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗒 ）𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗅𝖺𝗂𝗆𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗅𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝖿 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖺 𝖽𝗈𝗀 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽 𝖺 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽， 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌𝗇𝗍．．．𝗌𝗈 𝗐𝗁𝗒 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗁𝖾 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝖽𝗉𝗈𝗍 𝖺 𝖽𝗈𝗀？𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗌𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋

✫ whoever requested this has superpowers or something cause i lowk had this idea a few months ago

🝮

yn

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yn first weekend was pretty good p5 for alex and p4 for kimi i’m so proud 🥹🥹

williamsracing It suits you 🥰😍

carlossainz55 *doesn’t post me*

⤷ yn sorry i just miss franco

⤷ francolapinto let’s hangout together hermosa i’m just a few doors down 😉

⤷ carlossainz55 No leave my sister alone

lilymhe finally some good company

⤷ alex_albon 🥲

lando i literally won the season opener and took the lead in the championship and i got no mention at all…

⤷ yn greedy greedy greedy

⤷ lando 😨?

⤷ landossluttywaist and if i said ship then what

⤷ estiebestie then you’d be weird cause that’s her older brothers best friend…

♥︎ by author & lando & carlossainz55

iamrebeccad *doesn’t post me either* 😞

⤷ yn you didn’t approve of the pictures i took of you so now what 😾

⤷ iamrebeccad Because I looked horrendous not all of us can be as photogenic as you baby

⤷ yn omg becca i’m blushing 🙂‍↕️ but don’t even start you were looking fine asfk 😘😘

mercedesamgf1 Kimi mentioned!! 💙

kimi.antonelli yeah boiii had to show off a bit

⤷ carlossainz55 Why did Kimi get a mention and not me? Your brother?

⤷ yn because kimi understands my brainrot

⤷ sharls_lerklerk yn & kimi?? 👀👀

⤷ yn nuarrr he has a gf and plus i’m more of a panther than a cougar 🙂‍↕️

⤷ francisca.cgomes twin

francisca.cgomes you & simba are my fav lunch dates everrr

⤷ yn kiks & simbocaaa 💗

mclaren How about you turn back time and spend next weekend in papaya? 😊 we’ve got the best pink lemonade in the paddock

⤷ yn hmmm tempting

⤷ mclaren We’ve been told our hamburgers are pretty delicious too 🤷‍♀️

⤷ yn sold!!

⤷ carlossainz55 Bug??? No???

⤷ yn carlos??? yes??? they have pink lemonade and hambugers!! i can’t say no to that

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yn

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yn recent faces in my camera roll

carlossainz55 Finally 😒

oscarpiastri WHAT IS THAT PICTURE OF ME OH MY GOSH DELETE

⤷ yn bro was munchin

lilyzneimer so cute 😂😂🤍

lando send me that picture

⤷ yn ok i sent it

⤷ lando no the one of oscar not my mom

⤷ lando wait that sounds bad

⤷ landossluttywaist 🚢🚢🚢🚢

⤷ estiebestie GIRL PLEASE 😭😭 lando literally confirmed he’s taken a few days ago

⤷ landossluttywaist taken by who? answer: y/n

⤷ yn nuarrr lando has a gf and i’m more of a cougar than a panther

⤷ kellypiquet twin

⤷ francolapinto @yn HOLAAAA MAMII 😍😍😘 IM COMING MI AMOR

⤷ carlossainz55 Franco please.

⤷ hoeforsainzzz girl are you a cougar or a panther make up your mind 😭

⤷ yn i mean it really depends on the man cause if pedro pascal came knocking on my door who am i to deny him a warm welcome? 🙂‍↕️

⤷ carlossainz55 Bug please.

⤷ yn yk franco ain’t to bad either his eyelashes are beautiful

⤷ francolapinto ay mami i’m close 😩 we’d make the most beautiful babies

⤷ carlossainz55 OH MY

lando hey why are you hanging out with my mom?

⤷ oscarpiastri And mine

⤷ yn what i can’t enjoy some good company?? GOSH SORRY FOR MISSING MY MOMMY AND SEEKING MOTHERLY COMFORT

⤷ reyesvdec Awhh mi amor I will see you soon ❤️

⤷ ciscanorris Your daughter is such a bundle of joy Reyes! She is so kind

⤷ nicolepiastri She really is great company I haven’t had a laugh like that in so long

⤷ reyesvdec You two are so kind, I’m glad she isn’t causing too much trouble at the races without her brother to keep an eye on her 😂❤️

⤷ landossluttywaist reyes & cisca 👀

⤷ estiebestie girl 😭

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yn

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yn lovin life lately

francolapinto so much orange

⤷ landossluttywaist dare i say…papaya 😏

♥︎ by mclaren

francisca.cgomes simba & new puppy lunch date when?

⤷ alexandrasaintmleux Leo too!!

⤷ yn as soon as we’re all in china we’re going to lunch guys

alexandrasaintmleux Puppyyyyy

⤷ yn my new babyyy

⤷ landossluttywaist WAITWAITWAIT….walk with me, remember when lando said if he were to get a dog he would need a gf which he doesn’t have??? (liar) and a few weeks ago he said he’s getting a dog…so that means he has a girlfriend right?? someone please agree with me

⤷ alex_albon i’m 10 toes behind you girl

⤷ lilymhe alex 🤦‍♀️

⤷ landossluttywaist DID ALEXANDER JUST CONFIRM MY THEORY?????

⤷ estiebestie do you not see franco?

⤷ francolapinto THANK YEWWWWW

⤷ landossluttywaist do you not see the orange flowers??? hellurrrrr I’M RIGHT THEY’RE DATING

⤷ mclaren A little thank you gift to her for joining us in China this weekend 🧡

⤷ landossluttywaist sent from who though? 🤨

carlossainz55 Why wasn’t I in the discussion of you getting a dog?

⤷ yn because you would’ve said no dur

forzacharles lando’s gonna soft launch this puppy after china watch

charles_leclerc Would you make up your mind and decide if you want to be a cougar or panther already I’m getting impatient 😩😾

⤷ yn i can tell

alpinef1team That smile thoughhh 🤩

lando 🔥🔥

⤷ pierregasly yooooo

⤷ oscarpiastri Immediately no.

⤷ pierregasly what a buzzkill 😒

⤷ landossluttywaist i am a lanyn believer idc the truth will come out and all you will rue the day you laughed at me and called me crazy.

⤷ estiebestie okay nevel calm down

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lando

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lando this is my girlfriend. we were gonna wait until our 1 year anniversary in may to hard launch but i couldn’t deal with everyone thinking her and franco were dating for any longer. i am her’s. please don’t be mad babylove.

yn yes guys the flirting with franco stuff was lando on franco’s phone because people were getting suspicious

⤷ estiebestie wow…

yn it’s okay papi i still love you 😘😘

⤷ carlossainz55 Stop. I’m telling mom and dad.

⤷ oscarpiastri I can’t even escape you two on social media anymore 💔

georgerussell63 They started dating the day he won in Miami btw

⤷ pierregasly FAWKKK THATS SO CUTE

⤷ georgerussell63 Why are you acting like this information is new to you? You were literally there when he asked her

⤷ pierregasly I just love love damn 😒

landossluttywaist NOW WHAT HAHAHA I WAS RIGHT EVERYONE VENMO ME RN

⤷ estiebestie noo bruhhh FAWK

forzacharles wow i was so wrong…he didn’t even hard launch the dog just casually dropped that he’s dating his best friends sister

⤷ forzacharles I WAS WRONG TWICE HE HARD LAUNCHED THE DAY AFTER THAT POST

iamrebeccad ❤️❤️

charles_leclerc this was NOT on my 2025 bingo card

⤷ yn we’ve literally gone in double dates with you & alex?? you’re the one who this picture

williamsracing So we have to share her now? 😢

charles_leclerc Can I get a round of applause for not slipping up these past two years??

⤷ yn bare minimum but wtv

maxverstappen1 Thought about leaking your guys’ relationship last year after Zandvoort fr

⤷ lando but you didn’t cause you’re scared of y/n LMFAO SCAREDY CAT 🤣🤣

⤷ maxverstappen1 Shut up she gets mean when she’s angry. I’ve seen her make Carlos cry. And remember when she almost made Fred cry??

sharls.eclair 1 YEAR??? HOW TF DID NO ONE CATCH ON IN 1 WHOLE YEAR??

mclaren Best kept secret 🧡🤫

alex_albon trying to act all nonchalant

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yn

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yn lowk a boring race ngl but super happy for oscariño and my baby lan for a 1-2 🤍🤍 can’t wait to see what japan brings us

carlossainz55 *no mention of her brother once again*

⤷ yn you’ll get those points in japan brother trust I BELIEVE

⤷ alex_albon rare sighting of little sainz not bullying her older brother

⤷ yn only cause my parents told me to be nicer

⤷ alex_albon of course

lilymhe Ugh you are so cute

⤷ yn nǐ hǎo fine shyt 😼

lando words cant explain how happy i was to finally be able to run to you after a race

⤷ yn AWHHH I LOVE YOU SHUT UP

⤷ lando I LOVE YOU THE MOST

oscarpiastri BRO STOP PLEASE

⤷ yn omg i’ve never heard you say bro

hattiepiastri that last picture is a gem

⤷ yn truly is 🫰🏽

francolapinto look at that smile 😍😍😍😍 tell him to meet me in my hotel room 😘

⤷ yn no?

⤷ francolapinto FINE i’ll just wait outside of his hotel room

⤷ olliebearmen this whole time we thought franco wanted carlos’ little sister but it was carlos’ best friend who he really wanted deep down

⤷ yn yeah that picture i posted of him in my last post he was literally looking at lando in that

⤷ pierregasly you got something to tell me franco?? i won’t snitch i promise

⤷ yn me when i lie

⤷ pierregasly what are you trying to say 🤨

⤷ yn you’re a fucking blabbermouth 😐 when i told you i might have a little crush on lando you told charles like 10 minutes later

⤷ carlossainz55 Why did Pierre know before me?

⤷ yn cause pierre loves to be in everyone’s business

⤷ pierregasly I JUST LOVE LOVE GOSH I’M SORRY JUST SAY YOU WANT ME TO CRAWL IN A HOLE AND DIE

pascalispunk I hope I get to meet you in Japan!

⤷ yn oh hellooooooo i’ll be your tour guide 🥰

⤷ lando don’t make me baby trap you i’ll do it idc

⤷ francolapinto ik lando don’t play about her

[marylxvrr]

" THE KING'S OBSESSION "

read part 2 here

𐙚 𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 — a ruthless ruler who commands loyalty from all, yet becomes a desperate, obsessive mess when it comes to you, willing to destroy kingdoms just to keep you by his side . . .

𐙚 Trigger Warnings: Obsession, power imbalance, emotional. manipulation, implied captivity, and threats of violence.

You kept your head down, your hands trembling as you scrubbed the grand marble floors of the royal palace. Just another nameless servant in the king's vast estate, you worked tirelessly to keep your place in a world that cared little for someone like you.

The rumors about King Adrian were whispered in hushed tones among the maids. He was ruthless, ruling with an iron fist, but his charm was undeniable. His mere presence could silence a room, his sharp green eyes piercing through even the bravest of souls.

You had only seen him from afar—until the day fate crossed your paths.

It happened when you were carrying a heavy vase filled with fresh flowers, your arms straining under its weight. You misstepped, the vase slipping from your grasp and crashing to the floor. The sound echoed through the grand hall, and your heart dropped into your stomach as you realized King Adrian himself had just entered.

He paused, his eyes landing on you. You froze, breath hitching as you knelt, frantically gathering the shattered pieces.

“I-I’m so sorry, Your Majesty,” you stammered, your voice trembling as you avoided his gaze.

“Leave it,” he said, his voice low but commanding.

You stopped, your hands stilling. Slowly, you dared to glance up, meeting his piercing green eyes. His expression was unreadable, his gaze intense as it swept over you.

“What is your name?” he asked.

“Y/n, Your Majesty,” you whispered.

A faint smile tugged at his lips. “Y/n,” he repeated, as though savoring the sound of your name. “How fitting.”

---

From that day on, you felt his presence everywhere. The king would linger in the halls where you worked, his gaze burning into you. At first, you tried to dismiss it as your imagination, but the gifts began to appear.

A necklace of pearls left on your cot. A fine dress, far beyond anything a maid could afford, folded neatly on your small bed. The other servants whispered, their envy thinly veiled, but unease churned in your chest.

One evening, a royal attendant summoned you to the king’s chambers. Your heart pounded as you stood before the massive double doors, anxiety tightening your throat.

When you stepped inside, Adrian was seated by the fireplace, a glass of wine in his hand. He looked up and smiled, motioning for you to approach.

“You’ve caught my attention, Y/n,” he said, setting the glass down. “And I am not a man who lets go of what he desires.”

Your breath hitched. “Your Majesty, I’m just a maid—”

“You’re mine,” he interrupted, his voice firm and unyielding. “From the moment I saw you, I knew. No one else will ever have you.”

You stepped back, fear curling in your stomach. “Your Majesty, please. I don’t belong in your world.”

Adrian rose from his chair, his imposing figure towering over you. “You belong to me,” he said, his tone soft but laced with steel. “Whether you realize it or not.”

Tears pricked your eyes, and you shook your head. “I can’t… I can’t be what you want.”

He stepped closer, cupping your cheek in his hand. His touch was deceptively gentle, but the obsession in his gaze was unmistakable. “You already are,” he murmured, his thumb brushing your skin.

You flinched, trying to pull away, but his grip tightened. “There is no escape from me, Y/n. You will stay by my side—whether as my queen or my prisoner. The choice is yours.”

Your voice cracked as you whispered, “Why me?”

His smile darkened. “Because you’re perfect. Because you’re mine. And I will destroy anyone who tries to take you from me.”

[syrecjh]

──★ ˙💋 ̟ !! You Kissed Me (Kind Of)

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ || katsuki bakugo x reader, pure fluff

It was after sparring, the air thick with sweat and sunset, golden light hitting Bakugo’s shoulders as if the sun was trying to set him on fire again. You were breathless, drenched, and clutching your now pathetically empty water bottle like it owed you something. Around you, classmates were collapsing on the grass, too tired to care. Bakugo stood nearby, already chugging his drink like he hadn’t just wiped the floor with half the class.

You stumbled over, voice airy and teasing as you said, “Save some water for me, Katsuki,” eyes wide, hands clasped together, the kind of pleading look no one could deny—not even him.

He paused mid-sip. His throat moved as he swallowed. There was a flicker—just a flicker—of panic in his crimson gaze. “Tch. Get your own, dumbass.”

“Mine’s empty,” you said, dramatically upending your bottle. “And you have, like, a gallon in there. Come on, I’ll just take a sip.”

He clenched the bottle tighter, knuckles whitening like he was bracing for impact. “It’s mine,” he muttered, slower this time, almost to himself.

“Oh my god, are you seriously being stingy right now?”

It wasn’t stinginess, and you’d find that out a second later when you reached out and just took the bottle. Before he could react. Before he could think. You popped the cap off and took a swig, utterly unbothered.

The moment the bottle touched your lips, Bakugo froze like someone had hit his pressure points. His arm, still half-raised from drinking, hung awkwardly in the air as you tilted his water back with zero hesitation—mouth on the same rim he had just used seconds ago.

He blinked once.

Twice.

Then his whole face short-circuited.

You let out a refreshed sigh, wiping your mouth like it was the most casual thing in the world. “Thanks,” you said sweetly, handing the bottle back to him.

Bakugo didn’t move.

His ears were turning red.

The tip of them first. Then his neck. Then it crawled up the back of his face like fire climbing dry leaves. His hand was still suspended midair, holding the bottle like it had turned into something unspeakably dangerous.

He finally snatched it from you like it burned. Turned away too fast. Shoulders tense.

You blinked. “What’s wrong with you?”

“N-nothing.” The crack in his voice made a few classmates nearby glance over, one of them elbowing the other and whispering loudly enough to be heard:

“Yo, that’s like—an indirect kiss, right?”

Bakugo’s hand shaked.

“Shut the hell up,” he snapped, not turning around.

You laughed, light and breezy. “You guys are so dramatic.”

But Bakugo didn’t respond. He was staring at the bottle in his hand like it held unspeakable secrets. His thumb hovered over the rim where your lips had been, unmoving, and something behind his eyes was spiraling—fast.

The others went back to gossiping, but you didn’t miss how stiff he was, like he couldn’t figure out where to store this new information in his brain without combusting.

“Wait…” you teased, leaning in slightly, voice a conspiratorial murmur. “Is that what’s bothering you?”

He didn’t meet your eyes. He shifted his jaw. His ears were still red.

“Oh my god,” you gasped. “It is, isn’t it?”

He scoffed loudly, too loudly. “You’re imagining things, dumbass.”

You tilted your head, lips curled in that grin he was starting to dread in the best way. “You’re acting like I kissed you or something.”

“I didn’t say that!” he snapped, too fast, too defensive.

“You didn’t have to.” You nudged his arm, eyes glinting. “Your face is doing all the talking.”

Smirking, you leaned back with faux innocence. “Relax, Katsuki. It’s not like I kissed you.”

His glare could’ve set the field on fire. “You basically did.”

A few of your classmates were biting back laughter nearby, clearly eavesdropping. But you didn’t care—you were already basking in the chaos you’d caused.

Your voice dipped into teasing honey. “What, you scared I’ll fall in love with you now?”

“I’m scared I already—” He stopped himself, jaw snapping shut like a bear trap. “Tch. Just get your own damn water next time.”

Bakugo groaned into his palm, muttering curses that sounded a lot like why me, why this, why today. But he didn’t shove you away. He didn’t yell. He didn’t even look you in the eye as he kept walking beside you—shoulders stiff, bottle clenched in his hand like it meant something.

And didn’t drink from it again until the next day.

[porcelwon]

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𝓦c ::: est -1k 𐙚 𝓢harinote ::: i've neglected you all </3 hopefully I can sort of lock in and get these reqs out, definitely a drabble or two 𐙚 warnin𝓰.ᐟ ::: manhandling · degradtion (?) dfinite praise + aftercare (wow!) · piv · unprotected sex (wrap it uppp) · hair pulling (heartbreak emote) · pet-names · choking · mentions of spit/drooling · dumbification · angel girl spin off ??? · f.ᐟreader

"yeah? what about you, baby... you like being fucked full of my cock, don't you?"

you let out nothing but broken, incoherent babbles, drool spilling from your bruised lips.

"what's that, sweet girl? can't hear you, pretty..."

your boyfriend kept drilling into you from behind, one arm wrapped tight around your neck, dragging you upright until your back was flush against his chest.

"go on, tell me. tell me you like it when i fuck you like this... dumb little bunny loves being used like a cocksleeve, huh?"

you nodded frantically, words slurring out between hiccups and moans.

"mmf! ngh—ah! i-i love it..!" you choked, tears brimming in your eyes as your voice cracked from the force of his hips snapping into your aching, hot cunt.

"i know, baby... i know."

he slammed you back down into the mattress, one hand closing around your throat while the other pressed firm between your shoulder blades—forcing your back into an impossibly deeper arch.

"such a good girl..." he groaned, cock dragging deep through your soaked, fluttering walls. "'take me so well, don't you, baby?"

slick pooled at the base of his cock, dripping down your thighs as his tip kissed fervently at your cervix with each thrust.

"o-oh fuckkk! s'deep..." you whined, voice hoarse and wrecked. your eyes crossed, you could feel his bulge poking into your tummy. "yeah? 'gonna cum f'me?" a slap landed firmly onto your ass, the sore, red flesh reverberating around his palm.

all he got in response was a dumb nod.

"what's t-that supposed to mean?" his hands carefully trailed teasingly up your spine, fingers curling into the roots of your hair before yanking you back. hard.

"I already told you, sweet girl..."

"speak. to. me." each word was punctuated by another sharp thrust, the knot in your stomach being forcefully undone as you slipped one pornographic moan after the other out.

"s-shit!!! ye-ngh..! mpf, yes, yes, yes! i'm going to cum ___!"

tears seared down your cheeks—pleasure crashing over you in tall waves as he fucked you through your high. "cum, baby... cream all over my cock." he grunted, "make a mess, y/n."

and of course, you did... sultry gasps leaving your mouth as you twitched beneath him—his orgasm following yours soon after as sticky white cum leaked from your cunt.

(aftercare because this was rough and rushed!)

“'you okay, baby?”

his lips ghosted over your spine—the same lips that’d fucked you dumb just minutes ago now soothed kisses into your skin like apologies.

you nodded, slowly with heavy eyes. “mmhmm…”

but he didn’t move, still laying his weight on top of you.

“i need to hear you say it,” he murmured. his voice stern against the shell of your ear. “c'mon." he chirped. "was it good...? did i take care of you?”

you blinked up at him, coi—lashes still dampened by pleasured tears, lips swollen, chin sticky with drying spit. “yes,” you whispered, “i’m okay. 'pinky promise, baby.”

he let out a soft breath, as though he’d been holding it.

his hand smoothed over your side, pulling you in closer to his chest. “you were so good for me,” he said, so softly it made your chest ache... the same hand that'd yanked your hair was now petting it gently—tucking loose strands as he admired you. “fuck, baby… my perfect girl.”

he'd cleaned you up gently with a warm towel, whispering little praises between each kiss to your skin as the two of you shared small glances and cute, little laughs.

“my girl,” he mumbled, lips planted slack against your temple. “all mine.”

"all yours."

kang taehyun: choi yeonjun: park jjongseong: lee heeseung: park seonghwa: na jaemin: chenle: leehan: whoever else :3

[yumeboshi]

𝜗𝜚。．．❛ #03. CORPSE BRIDE

𐙚 topic。．when you turn down yandere hsr men’s proposals.

．。𝜗𝜚 cw。general yandere themes, suggestive content, MINORS DNI

．。𝜗𝜚 a/n。aven, sunday, and boothill. sunday and aven are regular additions to my posts lol, wrote boothills less intense bc he’s too silly to imagine

#AྀིྀིྀིྀིྀིྀིྀིྀིVENTURINE ⇢ ‘convinces’ you

。he will actually try to coax you into it. he doesn’t want to just force things onto you, that isn’t really what he wants 。“ill make you the happiest pretty bride, doll, just believe in me, hm?” 。continues to sweet talk you, telling you what he can do- buy you pretty dresses, give you anything you want, and he lists luxury after luxury. 。and he follows through his promises. even if you are being really disobedient, he’d still buy you more luxury than you could ever ask for. you will start questioning if you really don’t want this marriage- which is exactly what he wants you to do, to make you doubt yourself. 。his list goes on and on- a vip ticket to the Reverie, first row tickets to robin’s concerts, only the finest things that only his class of people could ever get their hands on. 。but in that list, he conveniently puts out ‘freedom.’ 。if you disagree, he’d pout, asking you why- and when you tell him you want to be free from him, he’d laugh, calling you a silly girl. 。“i already gave you a choice when we met. it was your choice to pick a card from an unknown pile.” 。he’d have the wedding commence in some really luxurious property of the ipc, and he will, invite your family over- he’s merciful. but is it mercy when you know you won’t see them ever again? 。“it would be a shame if they don’t see the happiest moment of your life.”

STANDING there with the most beautiful dress you could humanly ask for, your expression is nothing but a shell as Aventurine smiles at you through those shades. Your eyes are everywhere but on his eyes, when you stare at them, you feel like you’re losing yourself.

you are glad your gown came with a veil over your head, nobody can see your dead eyes, except him.

As the officiant goes on with the questions, you grip your bouquet a little harder to the point you feel their stems crumple, just like your shriveling heart.

You snap out of it after hearing silence- you see his expecting eyes on you and you nod blankly. “I do.”

And your husband smiles even wider, and he steps closer and slowly, while staring at you with uncomfortable adoration through those tantalizing purple eyes, he kisses you. You are expecting a tender kiss in a ceremony; but his gloved hand sneaks onto the back of your head, pulling you in hastily.

“I love you so fucking much, princess—” he breathes into you, brushing aside the saliva that trickles down your chin after his intrusion. “It took quite a while, but you’re finally all mine.” He pulls up your hand that has your forced vow on it, he chuckles and softly kisses your fingers.

“‘m gonna make you so happy, so ecstatic, that you’re gonna thank me for it, love. you will thank me that I restrained you from everything else.” he whispers, and the people clap, cheering; your family too, who smiles, knowing nothing that it would be your last reunion.

#SྀིྀིྀིྀིྀིྀིྀིྀིUNDAY ⇢ breaks you

。he just takes it on another level (and does not find your struggles entertaining unlike the former) 。he will be, really heartbroken at first. the head of the oak family asking you to be his lifelong sweetheart is almost like him giving you his life. you are his entire world- and the world has rejected him. 。“…I see. was I not good enough for you, angel?” 。although his emotions will be very hard to control, he’s very used to commencing plans. he’d tell you that he could ‘talk this out’ with you. unfortunately, it’s not a choice, but rather, an order. 。sunday is a ‘the end justifies the means’ kind of person. he will do any means to make you eventually accept your fate. that will include imprisoning you in some faraway place and leaving you abandoned for so long, you will be broken, wishing for any interaction. food is only given to you through a remote device, with no human interaction. 。sunday itches to be with you- he is compassionate for you, his heart will ache to see you sob into an endless cacophony. a part of him will be tempted to go to you and be with you physically, not watching you from a screen. 。he will repeat it- he will visit once a blue moon, comforting you, asking you if you changed your mind. when you ask him when he’d release you, his expression will harden. 。“it seems you haven’t learned anything, sweetheart.” 。if you are still stubborn, he will be a little impatient. he will speed up the process by adding new things in- maybe making you dream of a lovely, free life and when you wake up, you’re just alone. he will not resort to anything violent, he cares too much about you to hurt you. although, ‘hurt’ in his dictionary doesn’t apply to mentally hurting you. 。you will sob and show your most dramatic, fragile sides to a descent of madness, thinking you are truly alone until sunday comes to visit. you are wrong, though- sunday has always been with you, just not physically. 。he has always been watching you cry into the void through a screen. always.

MAYBE you have finally lost your mind, because when Sunday comes to visit you and your dull prison, you collapse to your knees and immediately plead him.

“Please,” you sob, clutching his legs desperately- he doesn’t crouch, but looks down- almost like a god addressing its follower. Sunday is no god for you, but you beg like he is.

“Please what?” He looks at you, fingers brushing over your hands, tilting his head just the slightest. His golden eyes glitter in the dim light. He is waiting for only one answer, there is only one correct answer to his question.

But you do not give him the right one. “Please just let me go,” you break down. Your heart is throbbing from all the crying, vision blurry and your head is light with no energy to talk anymore.

His gentle, serene smile immediately warps into that of a cold one. “Try again?” His fingers grip your hands hard, warning you that his patience is running thin.

When you remain silent except for your sobs, he crouches down to stare at you on eye-level, boring holes into your fearful expression. Unlike his deadly gaze, his words are soft and flow out quickly like a river- albeit with a sigh of exasperation. “Sweetheart, I’m not going to stop this just because you beg.” His hand pushes yours against the floor to knock you down, figure towering over you as he leans in to whisper- “—although, they’re very pleasant to listen to.”

“Honestly, I don’t get why you are struggling right now. It’s so easier to accept your eventual fate. Unless, you do like to seek pain.”

His other hand goes over your stomach, then slides tantalizingly slow up your body- you shiver and tremble at each touch that is too foreign to you. Cold fingers cage your neck and you choke on your breath.

“I’m not planning on hurting you, angel.” His voice is still gentle, but his eyes are telling another story, they seem keen to hurt you again and again. “But I did say I’ll resort to other… methods. Since none of them seem to work, I suppose the only solution would be caging you with a baby.” When your eyes widen, he laughs dryly. “The look on your face tells me that you didn’t expect it. But you will be my loving wife, dear. You will not be able to run or reject me, not when your own child is at stake. It makes only more sense to… make you bear children. My children.”

As he watches you struggle under him, trying to breathe, he feels like he has entered ascension. Soon, one of your pretty fingers will have his ring, and very very soon, he will have his first child- the very thought of him makes him lose his mind. He so wishes to make you his, claim you inside, watch your pretty pussy gush out his cum while he’s pressing deep into your womb- but he also wishes to see a mini version of him, or you. He finds it too adorable to withstand. He will vow that his children will grow up pure and innocent.

“We will be the happiest family in the world,” he purrs. “And I’ll make sure of it.”

#BྀིྀིྀིྀིྀིྀིྀིྀིOOTHILL ⇢ will try to prove himself

。maybe a little similar to aven. but while the latter will materialistically give you things and spoil you around to convince you, boothill will more likely show himself off instead. 。“i can fudgin’ shoot an ipc lackey in the head from miles away, sugar- ya can’t see that ‘n any other guy.” 。he’ll try to show you his capability to protect you- which will likely end up in multiple people dying but as a galaxy ranger, he has morals, so he will probably use the ipc as his shooting dummies 。overall he’s sweet even if you reject his proposal- he will likely be furious, just not at you. 。oh lord but during the day you rejected him, be prepared for multiple news flashes of dead people across the street. the amount of emotion will be too much for his consciousness to restrain 。when you confront him, he’d apologize, albeit a little too nonchalant. 。“‘m sorry sweetie, got a lil outta hand last night.” 。per your wish, he won’t kill anyone who’s unrelated and innocent- but he’d still go on a killing spree in the ipc headquarters to the point you are blacklisted on their list because he would shout your name and rant why you didn’t accept him while he shoots his gun all around the place.

“BOOTHILL, what the hell are you doing?” You frown when he returns- even after rejecting his proposal, he drifts around you like a lost stray dog. And he is always covered in blood, looking furious- but when you talk, his expression simply melts away like butter to a grin that shows his sharp teeth.

“What do ya mean what I’m doin’? Makin’ sure nobody hurts you.” He snickers. He smells like metal, like he always does, but this time it’s overpowering, which lets you know what he’s been doing.

“I don’t need protection, Boothill. You can just leave me alone.”

You’re beyond annoyed at his clinginess. No matter how many times you reject him, he’d always come back, showing something new off to you, and half the time it wasn’t anything pleasant, but rather his list of crimes.

“Aww, don’t be so uptight, sugar.” He chuckles and flashes a grin and his other metal hand spontaneously pulls you into his embrace— you jump. When did his hand get there? “All I wanna do is to make sure my future wife is safe and sound. Nothin’ wrong with that, hm?”

“I told you, I’m not going to accept-“

“Ah ah! Wait and see, you will be, I promise. But don’t drag the chase a lil too long. Even I get impatient.” Something cold pressed against your forehead and you realize it’s his gun. When your expression turns aghast with fear, he barks an amused laugh.

“You scared of this? Nah, I’d never hurt ya. Won’t wanna turn your body into metal like mine.” Although he says this with a dark smirk, he doesn’t remove the gun. “The sooner you agree to it, the merciful I become. Ya don’t wanna see innocent guys die because of your stupidity, hm?”

[rikirush]

Hi!!! Would just like to let you know that your writing is absolutely absolutely incredible and the way you describe the scenes are just so 🤤🤌

If I may just request jealous/possessive enha, please? My mouth is already watering imagining how well you'd write it 🤤🤤🤤🤤

Thank you so much!!!!

thank you so much, this has me smiling. i hope you'll enjoy this anon, kinda went crazy

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𐙚 ENHYPEN jealousy/possessive

Jungwon

Jungwon watched you laugh at that rookie dancer’s joke—his joke, hands lingering near your waist. "Think he was funny?" Jungwon crowded you against the mirrored wall, fingers digging into your jaw.

"Open." He spat into your mouth before shoving his tongue down your throat, biting your lip until you whimpered. "You’re mine." He ripped your leggings down, forcing your legs apart as he thrust into you, making you sob.

"Feel that? That’s what ownership feels like." His hand wrapped around your throat, cutting off your air as he pounded into you. "Look at yourself—spread open for anyone? Pathetic. Only I ruin you like this." When you clenched around him, he laughed coldly. "That’s right. Squeeze me like the desperate little slut you are." He came deep inside you, spitting on your face. "Clean yourself up. Next time he looks at you, remember I’ll break his hands."

Heeseung

You’d danced with Heeseung's producer friend at the afterparty—innocent, until Heeseung saw your hand on the man’s shoulder. He dragged you to his car, shoving you into the backseat.

"You touch him like that?" He unbuckled his belt, pushing your head into his lap. "Suck. Now." He fisted your hair, fucking your throat until you gagged. "Choke on it. Good." He flipped you over, hiking your dress up, and slammed into you.

"You think he’d fuck you raw like this?" He bit your shoulder, drawing blood as he hammered into your pussy. "Tell me—whose cunt is this?" "Yours!" you choked out. "Louder." He yanked your hair back. "Say you’re my filthy hole." He came with your words ringing in his ears, shoving his thumb into your mouth. "Swallow your mess. You earned it."

Jay

Jay caught the stylist adjusting your collar, his fingers lingering too long. He waited until you were alone in his dressing room. "Turn around." His voice was ice. He pushed you face-first onto the vanity, scattering makeup.

"Lift your skirt." When you hesitated, he smacked your ass hard enough to bruise. "I said lift it." He tore your panties off, spreading your cheeks. "He touch you here?" He thrust two fingers inside you, curling them cruelly. "Answer." "N-no—" "Liar." He shoved his cock in, stretching you brutally.

"You soaked for him? Huh?" He pounded you relentlessly, gripping your hips hard. "Look at you in this mirror—eyes rolling back, drooling. Disgusting. This is all you’re good for. Taking cock." When he felt you tighten, he pulled out, flipping you around. "Open your mouth." He came in thick ropes across your face, rubbing it in with his thumb. "Wear it. Let everyone see who owns you."

Jake

Jake saw the barista wink at you, watched you blush. He waited until you were home, eerily calm. "Kneel." He unzipped his jeans, slapping his cock against your cheek. "You smiled at him." He thrust into your mouth, gripping your skull.

"Suck like you mean it." He fucked your throat until tears streamed down your face. "You think he could make you choke like this? Make you cry?" He dragged you to the bed, pinning your wrists. "Spread your legs. Wider." He entered you in one thrust. "Tell me his name." "I don’t—" He slapped your thigh. "Say it." You whimpered it out. Jake laughed, drilling deeper.

"He’ll never have this. Never feel how fucking wet you get when I hurt you." He pinned your knees to your chest, watching you unravel. "Come. Prove you’re my dirty little whore." When you did, screaming, he came inside you with a snarl. "Good. Now text him 'never again.' Watch me send it."

Sunghoon

Sunghoon’s jealousy was quiet venom. He noticed you accepting a drink from a photographer—a harmless toast. In the empty ice rink, he pushed you against the boards. "You clink glasses with him?" He ripped open your jeans, fingers plunging inside you.

"Feel how soaked you are? Cheap fucking tease." He hauled you onto the penalty box bench, forcing your legs over his shoulders. "Hold yourself open." He slammed into you, the cold air sharp against your skin. "You think he’d split you like this? Make you scream?" He pinched your clit hard, making you jerk.

"Answer." "No—" "Correct." He pistoned harder, his voice a lethal whisper. "Only I ruin pretty things." He suddenly pulled out, flipping you onto your stomach. "Arch your back." He re-entered you from behind, fingers digging into your hips. "Look at the ice—see yourself? That’s all you are. Something I use." He came with a groan, biting your neck. "Bleed for me. Prove you’re mine."

Sunoo

Sunoo watched you dance with a fan at the fan meet—your hand in theirs a second too long. In his hotel room, he smiled sweetly. "Strip." When you fumbled, he tore your shirt off. "On the bed. Face down." He spread your cheeks.

"They wanted this, didn’t they?" He pushed his cock in your pussy, laughing as you yelped. "Hurts? Good." He fucked you hard, fingers twisting in your hair. "Tell me their name." You sobbed it out. "Say 'I’m Sunoo’s whore.'" He punctuated each word with a thrust. "Louder." When you screamed it, he rewarded you with three fingers in your mouth.

"Suck. Taste where you’re filthy." He pulled out, flipping you over. "Look at me while I fuck your used cunt." He came across your stomach, slapping it. "Rub it in. You’re marked."

Ni-ki

Ni-ki saw the choreographer lift you during rehearsal—his hands firm on your thighs. After practice, he cornered you in the studio. "His hands were here?" He shoved you against the floor-to-ceiling mirror, pressing your cheek to the glass.

"Watch yourself." He ripped your shorts down, sinking his teeth into your ass. "You moaned when he lifted you." He drove into you, your reflection fogging with each thrust. "You want him? Huh?" He choked you from behind, cutting off your air. "Beg for my cock." You gasped it out. "Pathetic." He fucked you harder, your skin slapping against the mirror.

"Tell me you’re nothing but a fucktoy." When you did, he growled, "Prove it." He pulled out, shoving his cock down your throat until you gagged, then came in deep spurts. "Swallow. Every drop belongs to me." He wiped his dick on your face. "Now thank me for ruining you."

[xoxojuyo]

Out of reach pt.1 - jungkook

𐙚 summary: you meet the man of your dreams during a flight, but he seems to be out of reach…

𐙚 pairing: lawyer!jungkook x nepobaby!reader

𐙚 MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, THIS SERIES CONTAIN MATURE CONTENT

𐙚 word count: 1,8k words

𐙚 warnings: jungkook is older than reader, they get very comfy with each other super quick, hold ing hands, kissing, jungkook has a gf, infidelity

𐙚 a/n: this is meant to be a series, it’ll get filthy in the future. Hope you enjoy it ��� pt.II

The soft hum of the airplane engines filled the air as you settled into your seat in the first-class cabin of Flight KE902 from Paris to Incheon. You tucked your Hermès blanket neatly around your lap, ready for the long journey home. The lavish seat next to you was meant to remain vacant—an indulgence your parents had arranged for your privacy. After all, the daughter of South Korea’s leading pharmaceutical magnates and Cartier’s latest muse wasn’t accustomed to sharing space, much less during a 12-hour flight.

You glanced out the window, watching the Paris night fade into streaks of neon blue runway lights. You had just begun flipping through the latest issue of Vogue when a deep, polite voice interrupted your tranquility.

“Excuse me, miss. It seems this is my seat.”

You looked up, momentarily caught off guard. A man stood before you, tall and striking, with features so sharp they might have been carved from marble. His tailored suit spoke of understated luxury, and the faint shadow of a smile hinted at an effortless charm.

“There must be a mistake,” you said, your voice calm but firm. “This seat wasn’t supposed to be occupied.”

The flight attendant quickly stepped in, bowing apologetically. “Ms. Choi, I’m terribly sorry. This is Mr. Jeon Jungkook, one of our Diamond members. Due to unforeseen circumstances, we had to reassign this seat to accommodate him. I assure you it won’t affect your experience.”

You hesitated, your mind whirring. Jeon Jungkook? The name sounded familiar, but before you could piece it together, he spoke again.

“I apologize for the inconvenience,” Jungkook said, his tone professional yet warm. “I’ll do my best not to intrude.”

Your eyes narrowed slightly. “Jeon Jungkook? The lawyer?”

A flicker of surprise crossed his face, followed by a modest nod. “I see my reputation precedes me. And you must be Choi Y/N. I’ve read about you in Forbes.”

You raised an eyebrow. “You read Forbes?”

“I do my homework,” he replied, settling into the seat beside you. “It’s useful to know the people shaping the world around me.”

You couldn’t suppress a small smile. “Flattery doesn’t work on me, Mr. Jeon.”

“Good to know,” he said, leaning back. “But who said I was trying to flatter you?”

The tension melted into a curious ease as the plane taxied for takeoff. As the flight attendants began their safety demonstration, Jungkook turned to you.

“Paris, huh? Business or pleasure?”

“An event with Cartier,” you replied, your voice laced with practiced grace. “And you?”

“Business, mostly. Though I was hoping for some pleasure before a client emergency pulled me back.”

You tilted your head, intrigued. “You don’t strike me as someone who gets flustered by emergencies.”

“I don’t. But I’ve learned that flying halfway across the world is part of the job description,” he said with a rueful smile. “And you? Flying solo?”

You hesitated for a moment. “It’s… just a preference of mine.”

Jungkook chuckled softly. “Fair enough. Let’s just say the airline played matchmaker tonight.”

You smirked, feeling the ice between you dissolve. “A bold assumption, Mr. Jeon.”

“Call me Jungkook,” he said. “If we’re stuck together for the next 12 hours, we might as well get comfortable.”

As the plane ascended into the midnight sky, the cabin lights dimmed to a soft amber glow. You adjusted the recline of your seat, sneaking a glance at Jungkook as he loosened his tie and rolled up his sleeves. He caught you looking and smiled, the corners of his eyes crinkling.

“Long flight ahead,” he said. “What’s your go-to in-flight entertainment? Movies? Reading? Sleeping?”

“None,” you replied, crossing your legs elegantly. “I usually work or… just stare out the window.”

He raised an eyebrow. “Workaholic?”

“Efficient,” you corrected, your lips curving into a small smirk. “What about you?”

“Depends on the company,” he said, a teasing lilt to his voice.

You felt a blush rise to your cheeks but masked it with a soft laugh. “And here I thought lawyers were all business.”

“We are,” he admitted. “But even we need a break every now and then. Maybe this is mine.”

You talked intermittently for the next hour, the conversation flowing effortlessly from topics like your favorite cities to your least favorite airline meals. Jungkook’s laugh was infectious, and you found yourself smiling more than you had in days.

At one point, the flight attendant approached with the dinner menu. Jungkook, ever the gentleman, gestured for you to choose first.

“The lobster risotto.”

“Good choice,” Jungkook said, handing his menu back. “I’ll have the same. Can’t go wrong with a classic.”

“You’re copying me?” you teased.

“Or I trust your taste,” he countered smoothly.

As the hours passed, your initial formality faded into a comfortable camaraderie. After dinner, Jungkook leaned back in his seat, glancing at the champagne flute in your hand.

“Celebrating something?” he asked.

“Maybe,” you said, swirling the golden liquid. “It’s not every day you survive a Cartier event without collapsing from exhaustion.”

“Impressive,” he said, lifting his own glass in a mock toast. “To surviving the glamorous life.”

“And to lawyers who manage to look good while working too hard,” you quipped.

You clinked glasses, your eyes locking briefly. You felt your heart skip a beat, a warmth spreading in your chest that had nothing to do with the champagne.

By the time the plane was over Siberia, the cabin had grown quiet. Most passengers were asleep, but you and Jungkook were wide awake, leaning toward each other as you whispered.

“So, what’s the first thing you’ll do when you get back to Seoul?” Jungkook asked, his voice low and soothing.

“Probably dinner with my dads,” you said. “We have this tradition where our chef cooks my favorite meal whenever I come back from a trip.”

“That sounds nice,” he said, his expression genuinely interested. “What’s the dish?”

“Kimchi jjigae, with extra tofu,” you said. “And you? What’s the first thing you’ll do?”

“Go straight to the office,” he said with a wry grin. “Not as exciting, huh?”

You shook your head. “I don’t know. Something about you being so dedicated is… admirable.”

Your gazes lingered, the silence between you charged with an unspoken tension. Jungkook reached for the blanket draped over his seat and, without a word, tucked it around your shoulders.

“You looked cold,” he murmured.

“Thank you,” you said, your voice barely above a whisper.

It felt natural when your hands brushed against each other on the armrest. Neither pulled away, and moments later, Jungkook laced his fingers gently with yours.

“This doesn’t feel real,” you admitted, your cheeks flushing.

“Maybe it’s the altitude,” he joked, though his voice was soft, sincere. “Or maybe it’s just you.”

Your heart raced as you looked down at your entwined hands. “Do you always move this fast, Jungkook?”

“Only when it feels right,” he said, his eyes meeting yours.

You and Jungkook were still wrapped in each other’s warmth, your voices a murmur as you traded soft laughs and tender glances. His hand rested over yours, his thumb tracing slow circles on your skin.

But then, Jungkook’s phone buzzed against the tray table. His expression stiffened as he glanced at the screen, his lips pressing into a thin line.

“I need to take this,” he said, his voice tinged with regret.

You frowned slightly, sensing the shift in his mood. “Is everything okay?”

“Yeah,” he said, though his tone didn’t quite match his words. “It’s work. I’ll be back in a minute.”

He stood and slipped toward the bathroom, phone in hand. You watched him go, a strange unease settling in your chest.

Inside the restroom, Jungkook answered the FaceTime call. The face of a woman appeared on the screen.

“Jungkook,” she said, her voice gentle. “I was worried when you didn’t answer earlier. Are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” he replied, his tone measured. “Just caught up with work.”

The woman smiled faintly. “I can’t wait to see you. We have so much to talk about.”

He forced a small smile. “Me too.”

The call ended, and Jungkook stared at his reflection in the mirror, his expression conflicted. He lingered for a moment before returning to his seat.

You looked up as he sat down, your eyes scanning his face. “Everything alright?”

Jungkook hesitated, his hand brushing the back of his neck. “Y/N… there’s something I need to tell you.”

Your stomach tightened. “What is it?”

He exhaled deeply, unable to meet your gaze. “I have a girlfriend.”

The words hit you like a cold gust of wind. You blinked, processing, before narrowing your eyes. “What?!”

“I didn’t mean for this to happen,” he said, his voice tinged with regret. “But I can’t ignore how… how good it felt to be with you tonight.”

Your jaw tightened. “So you just conveniently forgot about her while holding my hand and—” you stopped, shaking your head. “Unbelievable.”

“I’m sorry,” he said, his voice breaking slightly. “I didn’t want to lie to you.”

You turned away, staring out the window as anger and hurt bubbled inside you. But even as the rational part of you screamed to push him away, your heart ached to stay close.

“Don’t say another word,” you said, turning back to him. “For the next hour, I’m going to pretend you didn’t say that. Just… don’t ruin this.”

Jungkook’s eyes widened slightly, but he nodded. “Y/N—”

“Shh,” you interrupted, leaning closer. Your hands found his, and despite the anger simmering beneath your skin, you couldn’t stop yourself from pulling him into a hug.

You stayed like that for a moment, the world outside the plane shrinking away. Then, almost without thinking, you tilted your face up toward his. Your lips met in a slow, hesitant kiss that deepened as you clung to each other, as if trying to capture something fleeting.

~

The announcement of your descent broke the spell. As you disembarked and retrieved your bags, an awkward silence stretched between you. Jungkook carried your carry-on for you as you walked toward the airport exit.

“I’m sorry,” he said quietly, stopping in the middle of the terminal.

“For what?” You asked, your tone sharp. “For kissing me? For holding my hand? Or for confessing you have a girlfriend after letting things get this far?”

“All of it,” Jungkook said, his eyes downcast. “I shouldn’t have let it escalate. But I’ve never felt this way about anyone before.”

Your breath hitched. “Then why can’t we—”

“Because I can’t walk out on her like that,” he interrupted, his voice heavy with guilt. “It wouldn’t be right.”

You stared at him, anger and heartbreak warring within you. “And what about me? It’s okay to just walk out on me like nothing happened?”

Jungkook’s gaze softened, but he took a step back, shaking his head. “I’m sorry y/n, If destiny brings us together again, I promise you I’ll make it up to you.”

With that, he turned and walked away, his figure disappearing into the crowd.

You stood frozen, your hands clutching the strap of your bag as your mind raced. You were furious, confused, and utterly disappointed. Yet, beneath it all, a part of you longed for the man who had just walked out of your life.

[shadowlord420sgf]

could you possible write something about mac🫠i love them smm but it can’t find anything rn

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.𐙚 ̊ mac x reader ⋆˙⟡

⌗ summary: you can’t stand mac’s flirting anymore, so thank god they had an idea! word count is 1.4k

⌗ warnings!: female reader, thigh riding, fingering (reader receives), dirty talk, praise

⌗ a/n: i love mac!!! i hope this is to your liking :) again srry its been taking me a while to get through requests, my brain moves faster than my writing haha :D read this on my ao3?

You’d always known Mac was a flirt.

It was kind of their whole thing. With their smooth voice, staring at you with half-lidded eyes, teasing words that made you blush hard. You always enjoyed paying them a visit in your office.

“You’re staring,” you said, trying not to smile too hard.

They tilted their head at you, “Of course I am. You’re hot, and you make my CPU even hotter.” Then, with a small grin, “Unless you’d prefer I look away?”

You let out a laugh—softer than you expected, heat rising to your cheeks. “No, I guess not...”

The room was a bit quiet after that—just the low hum of their systems as they leaned back slightly in their chair. You felt small sitting in the office chair across from them, legs curled under you, feeling strangely shy even after all the flirting. You’d both been skirting around this for a while now—soft touches, teasing jokes, looks that lingered too long.

“I like you,” Mac said suddenly. Their tone was simple, sincere. It made you look up.

“I know, Mac,” You grinned. “I like you too.” You added, and your voice came out far quieter than you meant it to.

They gave you that slight smirk upon hearing your words, but didn’t push. “Can I ask you something?” You nodded at their question, mind racing through thoughts that did not need to be shared.

“What would it take,” they said slowly, “to get you to come sit on my lap?”

You shook your head in disbelief and felt your stomach do a somersault. “I mean… not much, to be honest. Why?”

Their voice dropped lower, making you feel the urge to twirl a lock of hair between your fingers. Snap out of it! “Because I think you’d look so good there. Because I want you close. And because I’ve been thinking about your thighs on mine all week.”

Your mouth fell open in a soft gasp, “Mac…” You stared at them, heart pounding, and Mac’s grin widened. How did they always know what to say?

The next few seconds seemed like a blur. Before you knew it, you were settled into their lap, straddling one of their thighs with a shy, shaky breath. Mac didn’t rush you—just watched with soft, greedy eyes and placed steady hands on your hips as you sank down onto them.

“There you go,” they murmured, their voice low and warm against your jaw. “That’s it…”

The pressure of their thigh beneath you was already making your head spin. Just the way it flexed, the solid heat of them through your clothes—it was too much and not enough all at once. You ground down experimentally, and Mac groaned, their grip tightening.

“Fuck,” they whispered, lips brushing your ear. “Rubbing your pretty pussy all over my leg like that? You gonna make a mess for me, baby?”

You whimpered, your hands finding their shoulders for balance. “Mac—”

“Mmm, you feel that?” they asked, flexing their thigh beneath you again, slow and deliberate. “You’re so wet already. I can feel it through my pants.”

Their words caused you to gasp and grind again, and Mac grinned against your neck.

“Look at you,” they purred. “So pretty like this. Humping my thigh like you just can’t help yourself. You like using me, huh?”

You could only moan in response, eyes fluttering shut as you let your head fall back, and Mac leaned in to kiss your throat—slow and teasing, biting just hard enough to make you gasp.

“‘Course you do,” they murmured, voice smooth. “So greedy. So fucking good for me.”

Your clit rubbed against your clothes, catching just right. Mac’s hands slid under your shirt, warm palms skimming up your sides while you kept moving, chasing the edge with short, desperate little grinds. It didn’t take long. You were already soaked, already panting, and Mac’s voice never let up—soft, filthy praise tangled with low words of encouragement.

“You're gonna come for me, aren’t you?” they asked, voice like velvet. “Gonna make a mess all over my leg?”

“Yes, yes—gonna…” you choked out, trembling.

You did, hard—grinding desperately through your orgasm, body shaking as your thighs clenched tight around theirs as you cried out into their neck, hips stuttering as the pleasure hit hard and hot.

“Oh my god— Mac, so good,” you whined, mind going completely blank.

Mac held you through it, kissing your cheek, your jaw, your lips—all soft affection and wicked grins.

“Fuck,” they whispered, brushing their lips over yours. “You really did that, huh? So good for me, baby..”

You barely had time to catch your breath before their hand slipped down between your thighs, fingers curling under your panties and sliding through the wet mess you left behind.

You twitched at the touch—already sensitive, already whining—but Mac just smiled against your jaw.

“You were so good for me.” they said softly. “Can you be good for me again? Need to see you come like that again, so pretty.”

You nodded, begging softly for more. Their fingers pressed in slowly, teasing at first, then deeper, curling just right. You whimpered, hips jerking, and Mac chuckled.

“That’s it,” they said, lips grazing your ear. “You take my fingers so well.”

You still couldn’t even respond—just breathy little cries and whimpers, your hands clinging to their shoulders like you’d fall apart without them.

They kept whispering filth into your skin as they fucked you with their fingers, lips dragging over your throat, biting gently until you gasped. Hickeys bloomed warm and purple under your skin as their fingers curled deep and their thumb continued to circle your clit just right.

But even through the haze, something caught your eye.

Your gaze drifted down and between your bodies, the dark patch spreading over the crotch of their pants was unmistakable. Damp from listening to the sweet sounds you were letting out. From where they’d let you grind and soak their thigh. You felt a bolt of heat flash through your core at the sight.

You reached down with one shaky hand, just to touch. Just to press your palm over it, gentle and curious.

Mac hissed through their teeth, hips jolting slightly.

“Fuck—baby, no,” they whispered, voice strained. Their free hand caught your wrist mid-motion. “Y-You don’t have to…Let me take care of you, yeah?”

Your brows knit together, in confusion or frustration, you couldn’t even tell. “But you’re—Mac, you’re soaked.”

“I know,” they groaned, clearly flustered now, their fingers still working deep and slow inside you. “Feels good when you’re messy on me. I liked it. But right now?” Their eyes flicked up, heated and intense. “You come first. I need you to fall apart for me again. Please.”

Hearing Mac say please was almost enough to make you come on the spot.

You let your hand fall away, eager to please, and Mac leaned in to kiss your jaw, their lips warm and sweet. “That’s it,” they murmured. “Just let me take care of you.”

And then their fingers pressed just right, and you shattered all over again. They licked and sucked and bit at your throat like they were marking territory, moaning softly every time your body tightened around their fingers.

“Such a good girl,” they whispered. “You’re gonna come again, aren’t you? Gonna lose it all over my hand this time?”

You whined more desperately than you thought was possible, “Mac—please—”

“Let me feel you come on my fingers,” Mac murmured, grinning. “Come on, you can do it.” They cooed into your ear as you got closer and closer.

You didn’t stand a chance. The second orgasm hit harder—your whole body shaking, nails digging into their shoulders, thighs trembling as they fucked you through it with gentle, steady pressure.

And when you finally slumped against them, spent and panting, Mac pulled their fingers free and kissed your temple with something almost tender.

Your breath was still shaky when Mac finally leaned back—smiling in awe as they got a good look at you.

“Hey,” they murmured softly, brushing your hair back from your face. “You with me?”

You nodded, dazed, and they smiled—so soft compared to their own hazy expression from earlier. “You did so good for me,” they whispered, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “So perfect.”

Your thighs were still trembling, your body limp and heavy in their lap. Mac didn’t make you move. Instead, they shifted underneath you just enough to cradle you better, slipping their arms around your back and holding you close.

[revolutionsingingintherainnn]

Curling Iron *ೃ༄

Summary: based on @abq654 request! "Hi!! I don't know if you take request but if you do.. can you please do something like.. reader covered in hickey and next day, the wags ask her about it.. and she says it's curling iron.. and then drivers enter into room.. and wags greet lando like "hi curling iron".. or something like that!!"

𐙚 ln x reader ✮⋆˙

𐙚 fluff + humour + slightly suggestive ✮⋆˙

masterlist ☾☼

curling iron pt.2

your back was against the door before you could even realise what was going on. lando's lips had attached to your neck and his kisses and bites and licks were more than enough for your brain to melt. he was everywhere. you could feel him everywhere, and yet you wanted to feel more of him.

he groaned as his hands wandered and you let breathy moans. everything in that moment felt perfect. well, not as perfect as you would've preferred since the two of you were currently in his driver's room and not back at the hotel. but your hot, rich boyfriend had his hot, rich job to do, so the two of you took the opportunities that the universe presented.

his hands were on the button of your pants, and his lips on your neck, and just as things were about to get good, someone knocked on his door.

"lando, let's go, we've got media!" the person outside sounded urgent. he needed to go.

lando's forehead was pressed against yours as the two of you tried to catch your breath. lando's hands withdrew from your waist, and he leaned back to look at you.

"i'm so sorry," he whispered.

you smiled, shaking your head at him, "don't worry about it, bub. you've got a job to do. we'll have the whole night back at the hotel,"

lando smiled, kissing you softly once, twice, thrice. "i'll see you soon, yeah?"

you nodded, "i'm gonna sit with lily and carmen,"

he kissed your forehead, and said, "i'll come find you," just as another knock came. sighing, lando turned around and left to do his hot, rich job.

fixing your clothes and your hair, you left the driver's room as well, making your way to the VIP section to join lily and carmen. you spotted them quote easily, and walked through the crowd to where they sat.

"hey, guys," you greeted.

"y/n!" they exclaimed almost in unison. you smiled.

you took a seat beside them and joined in on their conversation. the world was bustling, and there were multiple tv screens displaying the track, the media pen, and any interview happening.

just as lando's interview came on screen, carmen's said, "what happened there?"

you turned and looked at her, confused. she pointed at your neck. frowning, you felt your neck, and the little sting of a bruise made you realise exactly what carmen was asking.

eyes wide, you stammered, "oh, just a curling iron mishap, nothing else,"

neither lily, nor carmen mentioned that your hair currently did not have curls and were in their natural wavy state, and instead just nodded, pretending to buy your lie.

the three of you fell into conversation again, and you tried your best to hide the not-so-little hickey that lando had left.

later, when all their duties were over, alex, george, and lando made their way over to the three of you. they had changed and the three of them seemed ready to go home. so were you.

"hey, curling iron," lily said nonchalantly, as you choked on your water.

lando looked at the two of you, confused, "what?"

carmen and lily's smirks were enough to make you sigh. facing lando, you moved your hair to show him just what he had done. lando laughed, shrieking and loud and you knew you couldn't be annoyed with him for more than three seconds. leaning forward, he pressed a light kiss on the hickey, seeming proud of himself.

"you can't do things like these, lan!" you insisted.

"why not? so i was having some fun with my girlfriend. big deal." he said.

"i agree. at least your boyfriend wants to have fun with you. mine forgets about me as soon as he sees either of these two boys," carmen grumbled, causing everyone to laugh.

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yourusername: boyfie's choice of celebration tonight!

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user1 "boyfie" my heart 😩😩😩😩😩

landonorris the best kind of celebration

lnfour LFGGGG P2

user2 i thought drivers weren't allowed to eat junk???

user3 stfu

carmenmundt curling iron on podium 💪🏻

lilymhe so proud of our curling iron

user4 curling iron??? what is happening??? is that his codename???

user6 why tf would they call him curling iron?

user5 i need this gossip please

user7 LANDO P2 HELL YEAH

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[fairy-angel222]

𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆, 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐎 𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐘 𐙚˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩

—how they breed you when you make them jealous

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬: 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎, 𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈, 𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: smut, degradation, praise, breeding, baby trapping, mean doms, choking, exhibitionism, hair pulling, rough sex, spit, daddy kink, hair pulling, somnophilia

✮ 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎

What the fuck did you think you were doing? Gojo seethed to himself. Who the fuck were you with and why were his hands on you. What would seem to be a normal friendly hug had blue eyes glaring at you through the cafe’s window.

Gojo plastered on a fake smile, the bell ringing as he walked through the door. You looked up with a wide smile, “baby.” Gojo’s eye twitched as the man behind you smiled too, “Hey man, Y/n’s told me so much about you.”

You frowned as your boyfriend took the man’s hand in a bruising grip, giving it an unnecessarily hard shake. “And you are?” He questioned, forcing himself to keep up the nice guy act.

“Oh, i’m Haru, an old friend of y/n’s” Gojo scoffed internally, his arm making its way around your waist. “Well, Haru, we’ve got to go now,”

Waving bye to your friend, you bit your lip as you looked up at the white haired man, “are you mad?” Gojo scoffed, “Nope.. not at all.”

A lie.

You found yourself sprawled out on the back seat of Gojo’s car in the parking lot for anyone to see. Your legs were spread up in the air as Gojo took his anger out on your cunt.

Your eyes were wet with tears as your boyfriend hammered into you. “How many times do i have to fucking tell you, hmm baby?” He scowled. “How do I get it in your dumb little brain that you’re mine.”

Gojo’s bright eyes darkened as he sped up his pace, thick cock ramming into your g spot with every thrust. Your boobs bounced as your body rocked with his hips, the entire vehicle being moved from side to side.

“Gonna have to fuck a baby into you to drill it in your head.” He grunted, not slowing the movement of his hips until you were shaking for him. Your eyes blurry with tears as small ‘m sorry’s left your mouth

“Good. You should be. Show me you’re really sorry and take it yeah? Take it nice and deep.” he groaned, hips rolling roughly into yours.

Small babbles and hiccups echoed throughout the small car, your hand gripping tightly onto the side of the seat as your orgasm washed over you. “F-fuck,” you moaned, pussy tightening around him as you creamed.

Gojo smirked, bottoming out inside you as his eyes met yours, slender fingers pushing themselves past your lips and resting at the back of your tongue. “Gonna fill you up kay baby? Gonna let everyone know that you’re my little slut only.” he growled.

You shook your head in protest, your little waits muffled by his fingers. Gojo cursed, his eyes never leaving yours as he bred you deep. “There we go, gonna look so pretty carrying my baby.”

Your eyes widened when you heard a throat clear awkwardly. Scurrying to cover up but being held down by your boyfriend instead. Your cheeks flushed in embarrassment as you looked up to find Haru.

“U-uhm.. you f-forgot your sweater y/n.” His cheeks were beat red and his dick was strained against his pants. Never in a million years would he expect to see you like this.

Gojo grinned as he looked at the male, slowly pulling out of you to give your friend a sight of his cum leaking out of your swollen pussy. Haru’s breath hitched and Gojo’s head tilted. “Like what you see? Too bad you’ll never have it cause it’s mine.”

✮ 𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈

Silently watches as you innocently entertain two guys who were clearly flirting with you. How stupid could you possibly be. Pushing his glasses further up his nose, Nanami sighed. Did he always have to remind you that you belonged to him? You should have known that by now.

And you most certainly should have known that no man ever has innocent intentions. Getting up, Nanami walked up to you with a face void of any emotion. Tapping you twice on your back to indicate that it was time to go. You even had the audacity to tell the two men bye in your sickly sweet voice.

The ride home was silent.

You kept trying to strike up conversation but pouted when all you got in return were uninterested hums and nods. “Kentooo,” you whined. “Why won’t you talk to me?” you frowned. Your boyfriend simply glanced at you and scoffed. Watching as you rest your head against the car door and let your eyes close shut.

You woke up with a small whimper, soft moans falling past your lips. You felt so good, your pussy clenching around.. a cock?

Your eyes shot open to find Nanami in between your held up legs. His eyes dark as he hammered into you. His thick, veiny cock abusing your g spot as it fucked into your abdomen.

A loud mewl left your mouth as Nanami’s hand made its way around your neck. You felt so full, his cock stretching you out and forcing you to take him deep. Entire ten inches reaching deep within your belly. “K-kento.. so deep.” you whined.

Nanami grunted, tightening his grip on your neck to bully his entire cock into you. “I’m gonna fuck a baby into you, let you know who you who you fucking belong to.” He groaned, looking deep into your eyes with a glare.

You whimpered loudly, eyes blurry with tears as he fucked you dumb. “Nngh, ‘m cumming Kento, ‘m cumming so hard,” you sobbed, toes curling as you babbled out his name.

Nanami scowled as the thought of you with another man crossed his mind, his grip becoming a bruising one as he snapped his hips into yours at an unforgiving pace. “Fucking take it baby. This is exactly what you needed. Get it through your dumb head that you have an owner.” he spat, watching as you shook uncontrollably underneath him.

Screaming loudly as your body was rocked with his thrusts. Nanami groaned at the way you began to squirt, threatening to push his cock out at the mere pressure.

Stilling inside you, Nanami let his hot ropes of cum coat your insides. His hand around your neck finally loosening as he kept his cock plugged into your sopping cunt. You were his. Now you would have the stomach to show it.

✮ 𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈

Watches with a smile as you dance. Taking note of all the men that were eyeing you like food. Eyeing you like you weren’t already owned. He was sat on the club’s couch with his legs crossed, arms spread out along the chair’s backrest and head tilted with a smirk. His eyes roamed his waist, his hips, and his ass. Every part of you was his.

And you knew that, you were just so oblivious to all the hungry stares directed at you. Toji stalks tall towards you. Towering over your figure and nodding towards the exit. Understanding that it was time to leave, you made your way outside to wait for your boyfriend in his vehicle.

Five minutes passed and you frowned in worry. Where was he? Your thoughts were cut off by the driver’s car door slamming shut. Toji using a rag to wipe blood off his bruised knuckles.

“Toji-” before you could open your mouth to speak, you received a warning glance from your boyfriend to keep your mouth shut. You swallowed hard, wondering what the hell your boyfriend had gotten into. Especially since he was smiling like a maniac as he drove.

At home, you found yourself on your hands and knees, loud moans and mewls spilling past your plump, drool filled lips.

Toji’s thick cock pounded into you hard. His hips snapping roughly into yours. Rough hands held your hips in a bruising grip, his cock forcing its way deep into your tight hole and ramming into your g spot with each movement.

You let out a loud cry, the flesh of your ass shaking with each contact. “F-fuck— d-daddy, nngh, feels so good,” you whined, a yelp leaving your mouth as you were yanked up by your hair. Your back flat against his chest allowing him to fuck you even deeper.

Toji had one hand tangled in your hair, the other held your throat. Your whimpers and moans echoing in the small room as your pussy squelched lewdly. Toji’s smirk never faltered, kissing up your neck and to your ear.

You clenched hard when he groaned softly, deep voice rasping in your ear “Fuck you’re taking daddy so good, gonna fill you up with another Fushiguro hmm? Gonna look so hot all round and swollen with my son. Your tits leaking with milk for daddy to take care of you. Does my little slut want that?”

You whimpered loudly at his words, clenching down on his cock as heat built up in your stomach. “Mhm, wanna feel you deep. Wan’ carry your baby so bad.” you mewled. Eyes rolling back as Toji rolled his hips up into yours.

Toji brought his teeth down on your skin hard, nearly drawing blood as you moaned. Pulling your head back even further, Toji leaned down to press his lips against yours, sloppily swallowing your moans before pulling away with a string of saliva connecting your lips.

Your mouth hung open in short pants, your boyfriend letting a thick glob of his spit fall onto your tongue. “Fuck, gonna show all these assholes that you’re mine yeah? They probably won’t even live to see it.” You let out a silent scream, feeling Toji’s cock absolutely destroying your gummy walls.

“O-oh fuck, d-daddy, ahh,” you moaned, body trembling as you reached your orgasm. “Gonna cum, fuck, gon’ cum on your cock.” Little incoherent chants of his name falling past your lips.

“Cum f’me baby, make a fucking mess.” He groaned, tightening his hold on your neck as your slick dripped down his cock with one final cry. “There we go,” he grunted, thrusts getting sloppy as he buried himself deep inside you, ropes after ropes of sticky cum painting your guts white.

Your knees felt weak as you came down from your high. Eyes fluttering closed as you steadied your breathing.

“Now, who do you belong to, baby?”

“You.. i belong to you,”

“Good girl. Might even keep my cock in you so that you don’t spill any of daddy’s cum.” He chuckled, knowing full well that he was being serious.

[viaxslz]

₊ ✦‎ . . . ₊ 𓈀 🫧 SKZ WHEN THEY WANT KISSES

享受 ! .°. ݁₊ 𐙚 gn!reader, cw: pet name, this has been in my drafts for a while,not proofread :P

CHAN

Chan would just straight up tell you. Bud doesn’t waste anytime and just goes straight to the point. “Hey y/n can you please give me a kiss?” He blurted out, out of nowhere. “But didn’t you—“ he cut you off by placing his lips on yours.

LEE KNOW

His lips would be puckered like a duck whenever you’re near him. But you’re too oblivious to get the hint causing him to get more needy. “Come on y/n just give me a kiss already” he whined, almost on the verge of giving up. “Oh! Is that why you’ve been acting like a duck??” You giggled placing a kiss on his cheeks just to tease him. “Hey! Not my cheeks my lips!” He grumbled pulling you closer, placing the kiss on your lips by himself.

CHANGBIN

“Come on babe, don’t you think I deserve a kiss? I’ve been the best boyfriend today. I literally did whatever you asked for” Changbin pouted following you around the house like a lost puppy. “No you ate my ice cream that specifically said DO NOT touch!” Your rolled your eyes as you continued to judge the channels showing on the tv. A small smile tugged the corner of your lips as you tried to avoid eye contact with Changbin. You finally gave up and pecked his lips.

HYUNJIN

“Don’t forget to call me if you maybe burn the house!” You added, opening the door to leave. “Ah!” Hyunjin stopped you by grabbing your arms. “???” You gave him a questioning look. “You’re forgetting something princess” he smirked leaning closer. “No I’m sure I carried everything” you responded with a skeptical look. “Nope!” He shook his head pointing his index finger towards his lips. You sighed with a chuckle, leaning in closer to close the gap between the both of you.

HAN

Han furrowed his eyebrows as you instantly rejected his attempt to kiss you. He tackled you down to the couch licking the back of your ears causing you to squirm under him. “Hannie stop it tickles” you giggled trying to break free from his grip. “Nuh uh. Not until you give me a kiss” he added leaning over to your ear once more. “Alright, alright I’ll give you a kiss!” You gave in. Han smiled with satisfaction as he pulled away, puckering his lips towards you excepting a kiss on his lips.

FELIX

“Mmm my lips are so dry right now” Felix pouted as he watched you apply your chapstick. “Then use this” you handed him your chapstick not bothering to spare him a glance. “No I don’t want your chapstick” he pushed your hand away. “I want your lips on mine” he smirked gently using his hand to turn your head. “Wha—“ he cut you off by placing a soft and tender kiss on your lips.

SEUNGMIN

Seungmin definitely wouldn’t tell you how desperately he wants your kiss. So he’ll just find an excuse. “Hold on y/n there’s something on your face” he spoke softly tugging you closer to him. He placed one hand on your waist the other cupping your jaw as he pretend to analyze your face. With no warnings he leaned in closer pecking your lips. “You could’ve just told me you wanted a kiss you know” you spoke playfully rolling your eyes.

JEONGIN

“You’ve been awfully quiet today” you pointed out, glancing over at your shoulders from the kitchen. “Well maybe it’s because someone didn’t give me any kiss today” he grumbled folding his arms over his chest. “Innie what are you saying?” You raised an eyebrow at him. “What I’m saying is, I want a kiss” he responded walking closer to you. “Now kiss me!” He demanded puckering his lips towards you.

PERM TAGLIST 📌🔖 ──── @the-sea-called-history02 @oc3anfloor

[marylxvrr]

" BOUND TO THE THRONE "

𐙚 𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐑 — an all-powerful sovereign who bends entire empires to his will but becomes dangerously unhinged when it comes to you, stopping at nothing—manipulation, imprisonment, or war—to ensure you never leave his grasp . . .

𐙚Trigger Warnings: Obsession, power imbalance, emotional manipulation, implied captivity, threats of violence, and possessiveness.

The grandeur of the imperial palace was breathtaking, with its golden halls and ceilings that stretched so high you could swear they touched the heavens. But you weren’t here to admire its beauty. You were a lowly palace worker, tasked with cleaning and maintaining this vast kingdom’s heart.

Your role was simple, insignificant in the grand scheme of things. Or so you thought.

It started innocently enough. A glance here, a word there. The emperor, revered as a god among men, seemed to have a habit of lingering near you. His piercing gaze, sharper than any blade, often found you in the crowd of workers, no matter how much you tried to blend in.

At first, you convinced yourself it was paranoia. Why would someone as powerful as Emperor Kael, ruler of the largest empire in the world, take an interest in someone like you?

But then came the gifts.

An expensive bracelet placed neatly on your work desk, a necklace far too extravagant for a mere servant, and silken robes fit for royalty—all delivered anonymously. You didn’t need a note to know who they were from.

It was unnerving. You tried to refuse, even leaving the gifts in your quarters untouched, but it didn’t stop. If anything, the emperor seemed to grow bolder.

One day, while polishing the marble floors of the grand throne room, you felt it—that familiar, suffocating presence.

“You work harder than anyone else here,” his deep voice echoed, making your hands freeze mid-scrub.

You slowly turned to see him standing there, his imposing figure framed by the grand throne behind him. His regal robes flowed as if the very air bowed to his presence, and his golden eyes locked onto yours with a mixture of amusement and something... darker.

“Your Majesty,” you stammered, quickly lowering your head. “I’m simply doing my duty.”

“Is that all you think you are to me?” he asked, his tone calm but carrying an undercurrent of something dangerous.

You dared to glance up, confusion etched on your face. “I’m not sure what you mean, Your Majesty.”

He stepped closer, each stride deliberate, until he was towering over you. His gloved hand reached out, tilting your chin up so your eyes met his.

“You’re more than just a worker,” he murmured, his gaze intense. “You’ve captivated me in a way no one else ever has.”

Your breath caught in your throat, panic bubbling up. “Your Majesty, I—”

“Do you know how many nobles have tried to win my favor?” he interrupted, his thumb brushing gently against your cheek. “How many have offered their lives, their wealth, their everything to stand where you are now? Yet none of them matter to me. Only you.”

His words sent a chill down your spine. This wasn’t admiration—it was possession.

“Your Majesty, I am unworthy of such attention,” you said, trying to step back, but his grip on your chin tightened ever so slightly.

“You don’t get to decide what you’re worthy of,” he said, his voice low and dangerous. “That’s for me to decide.”

You opened your mouth to protest, but his other hand reached out, brushing a strand of hair from your face.

“Don’t you see, Y/n?” he said, his tone softening, though his eyes remained as intense as ever. “You’re mine. You always have been. I’ve watched you, admired your dedication, your kindness. And now that I have you, I won’t let anyone take you away from me.”

Your heart pounded in your chest as you realized the full extent of his obsession. This wasn’t love—it was control, a twisted desire to claim you as his own.

“You can’t force me to stay,” you whispered, though your voice trembled with fear.

He chuckled softly, his hand moving to cradle your face. “Can’t I? I am the emperor, Y/n. No one disobeys me. No one touches what is mine.”

Tears welled in your eyes as his words sank in. You were trapped, bound to him not by choice, but by the sheer weight of his power.

“Don’t cry,” he murmured, his lips brushing against your forehead. “I’ll take care of you. Protect you. You’ll never have to lift a finger again. Just stay by my side, and I’ll give you the world.”

But all you wanted was freedom.

As he pulled you closer, his arms wrapping around you like a cage, you realized there was no escaping him. He was your emperor, your captor, and in his eyes, your savior.

And he would never let you go.

[skywalkoverme]

𝐁𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐒𝐞𝐱

a/n: Request made by @skywalkershootme Enjoy!

𐙚 Anakin Skywalker x Fem! Reader 𐙚 18+ MDNI

Summary: You try breaking up with your DILF boyfriend.

Warnings/contains: dom! male, sub! fem, raw sex, multiple orgasms, creampie, overstimulation, rough sex, oral sex (f reciv), choking, lots of dirty talk, hair pulling, teasing, reader is in her early 20s, Anakin is in his mid 40s, proof read-- english is not my first language!

Word Count: 2k // More soon on my Master list! + follow & reblog pls

You swung the front door open, a hand on your hip as you looked the man up and down. From behind his back, Anakin revealed a large bouquet of colorful peonies, lilies and tulips. “Happy birthday, baby.”

“Yeah, you’re late.” You folded your arms and blocked the doorway.

“I’m sorry! Leia had softball practice, and she left her stuff with her mother. And—“

“It’s fine.” He could feel that it wasn’t. You let him inside and sat on the couch. Decorations from the surprise party your friends threw scattered around with the essence of a good time.

It was late. Very late. One in the morning. “Penny is asleep in the studio. Don’t wake her.” You muttered and turned back to the television.

Anakin placed the flowers on the dining room table along with the other bouquets and presents you received. “Baby, baby. I’m sorry.” He sat beside you, elbows on his knees as he leaned in.

“You didn’t even call.”

“I lost my phone.” You rolled your eyes; he did this often seeing as how his memory wasn’t the best. But you didn’t want to hear that! “Baby?”

Frustration fumed within you. “You embarrassed me in front of my girls! This is the last time.”

He took your hands into his. “You know I love you.” He said calmly, “look at me.” Your eyes flickered to his, but your head was still turned away. “You’re the best thing to happen to me, ok? You’re the center of my universe.”

“It’s one in the morning.”

“I apologize. If you had let me finish, after I dropped off Leia’s belongings, I was headed to you, but Luke broke his nose in his rocketry class. He stayed late and was tinkering with the upper-class men’s work.”

“Is he ok?”

“He’s fine but I was at the ER until about…” He turned his left wrist over and read the watch, “twenty minutes ago.” Your head lowered, “You have every right to be angry with me. I understand that communication isn’t my strong suit but, Doll, you can’t leave me.”

He was right, like always, you can’t. Never had you met a guy so perfect for you. Your fingers brushed the grey hairs in his stubble; red-ish dark hair filled your hand as he leaned into you, his arms crossed behind your back, and he pulled you closer. His voice was gruff but as gentle as it could be, “I love you, sweetheart.”

You found it hard to pull your gaze from his eyes, “I love you too.” You said softly so only his ears could hear.

“Happy birthday.” He said as of reminding you and placed a kiss between your eyebrows.

“Thank you.”

“I have a few gifts for you, Can I show them to you?” You nodded and kept your arms around his neck, your ass on his lap. He opened a small bag by his feet and retrieved a maroon, velvet box. He turned it to you and showed the gold necklace with a butterfly pendant. You lifted a bundle of your hair away from your neck and he leaned into you; clipped the ends of the necklace and let it rest above your breasts. “And…I know you like to take mine, so.” From the bag, he gathered another velvet box and revealed a watch to match his. “This one actually fits you.”

“Thank you.” You said softly as the quartz face of the watch gleamed in the light of the television. “I apologize for being rude earlier.”

“You know I’m used to your attitude.” His hands cuffed your cheeks, thumbs ran over the corners of your mouth. “You still seem tense.” The man noted as you sat comfortably on his jeans. “Let me help you.” A callused hand ran down the sides of your birthday dress and rest on your hip, the other on the back of your neck.

The tension was palpable as you avoided his gaze, “I feel bad asking for sex after…treating you that way.” You could feel his exhales on your face, a firm look was steady on your face.

“This is a first.” He chuckled deeply and took a breath of your sweet perfume. His hands roamed over the curves of your breasts and back down to the perfect curves of your hips. “Lay on me.” You rest your lips on his; his grip hardened on your body. Your delicate skin against him as he deepened the kiss with a groan. His lips moved against the sweet seam of your mouth, enticing it open for his tongue.

“Penny is in the other room.” You said through breaths.

“Then you must be quiet.” The hand on the back of your neck brought you back against him. Your body flush against him, he could feel your soft breasts and hard nipples. Without a doubt, you’d be sore from his grip alone in the morning. His hand moved from your hip to your ass, gently tugging your pink thong to the side. “Fuck.” His fingers slipped around your wet heat, “Did I do this?” He asked as you raised your dress higher.

“Yes, Daddy.”

He slapped your ass; he took your bottom lip between his teeth. “It’s that sorta’ night?” You blushed as his firm cock pressed on your pussy through his jeans. With a sway of your hips, you rubbed your clit on the bulge, back and forth, “You have no idea what I’m thinkin’, Sweetheart.” He said through rough kisses. Your chest rose and fell against his body, his hot breath fanned over your ear as he whispered. “I’m going to fuck you over this couch. Try your best not to wake your friend, alright?” You nodded quickly as he pulled the clothes off your body. His cock throbbed under you as his mind raced. It’s been days since he’s spread you out and fucked you right.

You managed to pull his cock from his jeans; memories flooded your head at the sight of it. He applied pressure on his kisses, a hand on the front of your throat. The man guided your body, your pussy rubbed against the length of his cock. Your thumb brushed the precum and swiftly, you sucked it off your thumb. “Quit teasing me.” You sighed.

He squeezed your throat until you stopped whining. He rubbed his thick cockhead against the slick folds of your pussy. Anakin groaned from the overwhelming warmth, his need for you clouded his thoughts. Your eyes fluttered shut as he thrusts his hips upward into you. You bit his finger that pressed over your lips. He buried himself to the hilt in your heated walls.

Anakin paused for a moment and let your body adjust to his size. You squirmed in his grip as he chuckled, “You feel heavenly, sweetheart.” His voice deep as he felt your deep bite on his finger. “…so fucking tight and hot around my cock.” You nodded as he slowly stroked inside of you. “Don’t I fit so nicely in this pussy?” You gave him a drunken nod; his hips rolled in a deep grind against yours. Each thrust reached a new nerve, shockwaves of pleasure sent through your beautiful body as you wadded over him.

He pulled his finger from your mouth, “Shhhh.” He reminded, his tongue found your mouth again started stroking, twined with your own. He swallowed your sweet moans and whimpers down his throat. “That’s it, baby. You’re taking every inch.” Before you could reply, his tongue swirled inside of your mouth, panting kisses shared between you two. “You’re so precious.”

He hooked your legs over his elbows and turned you on your back. You pressed onto the soft couch cushions as he loomed over you. Soon, his hand found your neck again and his cock drove deeper into your pussy. A helpless squeal left your lips as his heavy cock fucked you harder. With each deep stroke, his cockhead kissed your cervix. Your eyes fell back into your head, twitching fingers reached for him desperately. He could feel it when you came on his cock, your sweet pussy clutched him tightly, and your cum dressed his cock in sweet cream.

Anakin leaned closer to you until your soft fingers met his cheeks. “I’m here, baby. I’m here. Baby girl.” His rough and lustful voice made you cling tighter to him, “I’m gonna fill you to the brim, sweetheart.” He panted, his hot breath mixing with yours between the small space. It was a miracle you weren’t tearing holes into the couch cushions from the stretching pleasure.

Anakin snarled as you gripped around him tighter. The feeling of your soft cervix kissing his cock with each thrust, your body submitting beneath his relentless strokes, was enough to drive him inside. “Fuck yes,” Every time he pulled from you, your pussy pulled him right back. His heavy balls slapped against your ass, “Fuck, take my cum.” He could feel his release close to the edge of his cock.

Your breathy moans were soft, mindful of the woman that lay asleep in the bedroom down the hall. His hand tangled in your hair and brought your neck to him. He latched onto you as if trying to draw blood from your system. He sucked on the skin as he fucked you relentlessly. “I- I’m gonna cum, Baby!” His voice strained as he tried to hold back. “You want my seed?” You nodded, holding a hand over your mouth to keep your loud moans from escaping. Anakin pressed his hips against yours and emptied himself deep inside of you as you came with him. “M~ ngh~” Each stream of thick, hot cum flooded your womb.

His hands were gentle as he pets your cheeks, working you through your own trembling orgasm. He tilted your chin up with callused fingers and wiped away your tears. Anakin gazed down at you with sweet adoration; he could feel your swollen and tender flesh quivering around his thick cock, still aching from your first round. “How’d I do, baby?” He asked, softly stroking inside of your well-used pussy. Your eyes twitched closed as your fingers fell from the overstimulation. As he pulled his hips back and forth, your sorry clitoris taking all the pressure. “Should I stop?” You twitched and shook your head. He leaned down until his elbows rest of either side of your head, his biceps enclosed your head. “What a greedy cunt…you aren’t leaving me anytime soon.”

Each grind more delicious than the last as his cum spilled out of you and on the couch. Your tender folds and clit pulsed, “Doesn’t my cock feel nice?” He asked, his breath on your lips. “Say it.”

“Y- your…” He turned your head back to him, “Your cock feels so…n-nice.”

“Daddy fucked your greedy cunt so well, didn’t he?” Your forehead rests on his as you nod. “All red and sore, isn’t she?” He slid a hand down to your breast, kneading gently. He pinched your nipple and rolled it between his fingers. “Poor baby…” He whispered, thrusting harder as he fucked you into the couch.

“Daddy~” In an almost punishing pace, Anakin rocks himself into you. “A~ ah!”

“Shhh.” His lips pressed down onto yours, capturing the swell of moans in his throat. “Let me finish you off, baby girl.” He thrusts deep into you, punishing your clitoris endlessly, “What’s wrong?” He cooed and pushed tears away from your cheeks. “Is this too much?”

Anakin pulled out of your cunt; your hole stretched and oozing your shared orgasm. “You are so beautiful, baby. Such a pretty pussy…” He gazed at you between your quivering thighs, “You don’t believe me?” He asked before dragging his tongue over the seam of your cunt with a slow, deep lick. He could taste himself on your sensitive skin. Your legs spasmed from the pressure while he enjoyed the feel of your swollen clitoris.

Anakin focused on your throbbing heat and sucked on your tender nub. Your heart raced as he held your thighs open, circling and flicking your clit until tears ran down your soft cheeks once more. “A~ Ani~” You whimpered helplessly from the strums of pleasure. You were completely undone beneath him, conflicted and heated.

A hand rose to your face, gently caressing your cheek. You leaned onto his hand and let your eyes shut. “It’s ok, baby.” His tongue dove into your center, eating your soft pussy. There was a glow about you, an orgasm heat on your cheeks from the lovemaking. He couldn’t care less about your friend in the other room nor the sounds you both were making in the living room.

After all, it’s your big day. Well, it was yesterday. Now it’s 3:47AM and you lay in your shared mess with his kisses up and down your throat. He took your wrist into his clutch, careful of the gold watch, and kissed your fingers.

a/n: Happy (early/late) birthday to anyone reading this!

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[sharlsworld]

༘˚⋆𐙚｡⋆ baby love - 𝐋𝐍𝟒 𖤓

（ 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 ）𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗂𝗌 𝗑 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗓 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋

（ 𝗌𝗎𝗆𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗒 ）𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖼𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾’𝗌 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾，𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗒 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾

🝮

yn

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yn the past 2 days

landonorris baby love my baby love

⤷ yn i need ya, oh how i need ya

⤷ alex_albon just date already please

⤷ georgerussell63 Seriously, it’s getting old at this point

⤷ carlossainz55 Seriously, it’s seriously getting old. Seriously Lando. Seriously.

⤷ landonorris 😏

⤷ yn not yet

⤷ landonorris 😔

sharls.eclair carlos telling lando to date his BABY SISTER is another level of approval

landolovesyn lando norris don’t know what to do with allat

⤷ landonorris instagram should make a dislike button

⤷ yn bruv

francisca.cgomes is that another lando shopping spree i see?? 👀

⤷ yn yurppp

carlossainz55 Brat baby

⤷ yn stay mad

alexandrasaintmleux Pretty baby

⤷ lordperceval i love how a lot of her nicknames have baby in them 😭

maxfewtrell Why’s bro hanging out of the golf cart

⤷ yn fattie almost tipped us over

♥︎ by landonorris

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landonorris

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landonorris supposed to be in a meeting but my baby love got bored

mclaren The meeting is about you Lando, please join immediately

⤷ landonorris no hablo inglés

judebellingham 😍😍

⤷ landonorris brah 😐

carlossainz55 Please return my baby sister unharmed and in one piece please

lilymhe Cutie pie 💘💘

⤷ yn you’re the reason why 😉

alex_albon My invite must’ve gotten lost in the mail or something

⤷ georgerussell63 Mine too

⤷ yn or something

maxfewtrell Why don’t you skip meetings for me lando norris?

estiebestie ‘my baby love’ will never get tired of hearing him call her that 🥹

oscarpiastri Yeah mate I just got a ass chewing for you being so down bad

⤷ danielricciardo So down bad for a girl you’re not even dating

⤷ landonorris Alright bro who asked you??

charles_leclerc I know that smile, she just got her fries and milkshake delivered

⤷ landonorris whatever dude. what. ever.

🝮

landonorris

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landonorris heaven on earth

yn awhh lan you sweet talker

alexandrasaintmleux Correct 😍❤️

charles_leclerc “Did you take it?”

⤷ arthur_leclerc “Does it look candid?”

⤷ yn it’s like you guys are praying on my downfall idk

oscarpiastri I’m afraid she had you wrapped around her finger mate

⤷ carlossainz55 Like a puddle in the palm of her hand

⤷ sainzpoet hello??

lilymhe Sooo pretty I’m in love 💕

⤷ landonorris no I’M in love not you lily

alex_albon Petition for lando and y/n to start dating already

⤷ landonorris i’ll be waiting for whenever she’s ready

⤷ yn grwm

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francisca.cgomes giving mermaid 🧜‍♀️🧜‍♀️

logansargeant Is that my paddle board?

⤷ yn of course not why would you think such a thing logan…

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landonorris

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landonorris first date kinda nervousss

carlossainz55 And we all clapped

alexandrasaintmleux The sigh I just sighed

maxfewtrell Oooh going for the elegant look I see 😉

landoonewin SCREAMINGRIGHTNOW

georgerussell63 Looking like a million bucks

charles_leclerc Cheeee lookin snazzy

francisca.cgomes for sure giving old money

alex_albon someone cleans up nice

oscarpiastri Bro manifested this

estiebestie i love that everyone is freaking out because lando wore a suit 😭😭

carmenmmundt Can’t wait to hear all about it from my babayyy

yn 🙉🙉 i got ready guys

pierregasly Don’t forget deodorant

landonorris why is everyone acting like this is my first time taking a girl out

⤷ carlossainz55 This is your first time taking THE girl out

⤷ landonorris you right

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yn

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yn first & last boyfriend

landonorris DAMN STRAIGHT

landonorris LANDO NORIZZ WHO? I DONT KNOW RHAY GUY

landonorris ON TOP OF THE WORLD RIGHT NOW YOU GUYS DONT UNDERSTAND

carlossainz55 ❤️❤️❤️

alexandrasaintmleux Yess babyyy so so happy for you love 💞

alexandrasaintmleux Leo is very happy too

⤷ yn awhhh stop i miss you two

carmenmmundt Proud to say that I’ve been here since day 1❣️

francisca.cgomes an official wag instead of an honorary one now!!!

lilymhe I guess it’s okay only because he’s been dedicated forever

lilyzneimer 🩵🩵

alex_albon lando’s having a field day

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landonorris

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landonorris i’d wait a million more lifetimes for you baby love 🤍

georgerussell63 Crazy son of a bitch did it

carlossainz55 But why is that picture in your camera roll Lando Norris?

⤷ landonorris april fools!!! hahaha!!! 😥

charles_leclerc Got the girl

maxfewtrell Let’s go boys 🙌🏽🥇

mclaren We love to see the progress of this beautiful love story 🧡

alexandrasaintmleux This is so cute

alex_albon Finally got wifed up 🥳🥳

scuderiaferrari Our favorite love story 🫣

lewishamilton Young love

fernandoalo_oficial Crazy kids

danielricciardo At last

yn of course 💓

carlossainz55 And they lived happily ever after