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Vampire Meleanor would be so hot Iâm getting all new Meleanor thoughts now
#Iâd let her suck my blood ð«£ð«£ð³ð#Meleanor with a face covered in blood good lord ð®âðšð®âðšð®âðš
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Ok now that I know for a fact that Bobby was on the fencing team (thank you @kjxlll) I need the boys on their day off bored af cause Bobby isnât there to âorganize activitiesâ for them. And so at the last minute they decide to go to a fencing tournament being held on campus. And they go there and def get all into it like goddamn just look at them go. And then a UW fencer wins and everyone is so freaking pumped, but when the fencer takes off his helmet during the celebration they realize that it was Bobby.
#omg there was a typo and no one said anything brb dyingðµâð«#they totally just short circuit ð€¯ð«šðŠ#and Don is like ð³ð«£ð®âðšðµâð«#fencer Bobby Moch#bobby moch is a fencer#the boys in the boat#bobby moch#boys in the boat#boys n boats#bobby and his boys#I LIVE for fencer!Bobby#someone write this please ð#BAMF Bobby Moch#I need more of this man in my life#in all shapes and forms#give me Bobby whump AND bamf Bobby
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I started watching Love Lies Bleeding today
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#i watch any movies in parts like a tv show so we'll see when im done with it#but so far ð®âðšð«šð«£ð¶âð«ïžð³#katy is like out of this world#her wife is so so real for bragging about her omg
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Sunset: Geez Flash, you can be SO annoying sometimes! ð
Flash: ButâŠ.weâre dating???
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Sunset: Doesnât make you less annoyingï¿ŒâŠð
Pinkie Pie: Donât worry Sunbunny & Flashy! Your both annoying and I love you both the same! ð
Sci Twi: *On the side, watching her girlfriends and boyfriend being the embarrassing adorkable dorks that theyâre are*
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Trying Nigori sake for the first time
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over two hundred millenium of cumulative techniological evolution - and, no natural predators; yet i am still extremely afraid of the dark and the âShapesâ within it =_=
#new word i made for human invention. technio (tek-nee-oh) mix of technology and biology.#cybernetics. airplanes. extended phalanges.#anything the human race has accomplished as a whole#just tech. just our biology. and both together. depending on context#ANYWAY#stoner wordsmithÂ®ïž brain going buckcherrywild#ð®âðšâ ïžðððððœð³ð
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omg absolutely insane drew helooo
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Mine ( Lewis Hamilton )
Pairing: Lewis Hamilton x reader (with a bit of Jude Bellingham)
Type: Insta au
Face Claim: Camila Morrone
Warnings: just a jealous Lewis hehehe
When Lewis Hamilton starts dating someone equally famous as he is, he is struck with how much male attention she gets and has to lay his claim.
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User I love the view (you)
User ð
User the freaking cutest omfg
Charlesleclerc letâs play chess
YourUsername im right next to you my handsome scrumptious man ily so much
KimiAntonelli Iâm landing in Paris tomorrow!!
User you look so sweet ðI literally canât
User this is the type of stare you give to your significant other
DanielRicciardo donât stare at me like this ðïžððïž
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Yourbestfriend must be nice ð i miss youuu
YourUsername I miss you, see you in a few daysð«¶
LewisHamilton even looking away you look so pretty
User we love a well traveled queen
User itâd be so funny if you ran into Lewis Hamilton, heâs literally there too! My two worlds colliding ð€
KylianMbappe Dinner?
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JudeBellingham absolutely breathtaking ð
User Jude what are you doing here
User heâs really shooting his shotð«¢
BellaHadid the prettiest
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YourUsername thank you my beautiful friendsð
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User LANDO
User lol omg YN really has footballers & f1 drivers on a chokehold
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User she was just in Paris where is she now??ð«š
User whatâs Ferrari doing here
User even the admin is crushing on Y/N
User canât blame them ð®âðš
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User caption?
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User what are you talking about
User I wanna know so bad ð¥²
User ME TOO
User who is making my cutie patootie mad??
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User what is happening
User this is an inside joke for sure
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YourUsername y tú la más preciosað (and you the most precious)
User we love a bilingual queen!
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User @RealMadrid come get your child
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User the fact that he knows sheâs in Italy lmao
User not the 365 days man himself ð³
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F1wags New WAG alert? ðš Lewis Hamilton spotted with a woman who looks a lot like Y/N. Fans are speculating the two have been vacationing together as their social media has portrayed them to be in the same places around the same time. What do you guys think?
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User kind of explains his last caption since a lot of famous men have been in her insta comments hitting on her
User thatâs what I think too
User it sounded a little jealous tbh
User my two worlds colliding omg
User I ship it ð
User that would be the hottest couple
User imagine their babies
User canât the man have friends??
User with his track record lmao
User how can this man just be friends with YN??
User He really said let me show these men sheâs already taken
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F1Wags Days after photos surfaced of Lewis Hamilton & YN out in Italy, new pictures have come out of the pair having dinner yet again. The ever-private formula 1 driver has not had a public relationship since Nicole Scherzinger. Do you think Y/N is changing that? What do you guys think of Y/N as a new f1 WAG? Count me in ð
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User I have no words ð«£
User can Lewis fight??
User Y/N and Lewis was not on my bingo card this year
User Another one for his roster lol
User hater
User honestly his fuckboy antics are a thing of the past
User you think heâll ever have a relationship like the one with Nicole??
User Heâs been so private after that one
User heâs been looking so happy lately
User if itâs true, I wish them so much happiness ð¥¹
Complex Y/N seen in Monaco arriving to building where Lewis Hamilton resides. This comes after Real Madrid star Jude Bellingham allegedly sent flowers and a letter to Y/Nâs hotel room. The football prodigy is said to be extremely infatuated with the starlet, leaving likes and comments on her posts. Lewis Hamilton, per close sources, was said to be fuming at this. Heâs been seen with plenty other actresses and socialites, but hasnât been in a formal public relationship since 2015. He is said to have fallen hard for the young starlet the last few months and dislikes the attention she gets from men.
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User and I OOP ð³
User a jealous Lewis??
User right? Who wouldâve thought lmao
User The Y/N effect âšâš
User can we talk about how she looks so good though? ð
User Iâd be jealous too
User canât blame him honestly
User I mean why not just confirm it then?
User He wanna be private so bad theyâre gonna steal his girl lmfaooo
User she even had Lando in her comments im dead
User she had THE Michele Morrone trying to show her Italy ð«£
User she is literally Henry Cavillâs crush I mean??
User my fuckboy needs to man up ð©
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Yourbestfriend the chokehold sheâs had on these athletes and actors is insane lol
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Can we agree that Reader arrived H word to this fic? Because girly was flustered from line 1 (cannot blame Reader)
Hotel Showers
SMUT. MINORS DNI.
This fic was a request from @chanchansgirly (here) and part of my 500 followers celebration! The request was prompt #1, only one bed, with Chan, NSFW!
I hope you all like it!
Summary: Y/n and Chan get stuck in a very cold hotel room together... and there's only one bed.
Pairing: Bang Chan x Flustered!reader
Includes: only one bed trope, handcuffs, fingering, cumming inside (PLEASEEEEE USE A CONDOM IRL)
Word count: 1.9k
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âSeriously?â You blinked at the desk attendant.
He smiled back at you apologetically. âIâm sorry, maâam, but Iâm afraid the blizzardâs got us more crowded than expected. The only room we have left does just have the one bed.â
You sighed. âJust give me the key.â
He nodded. âYes, maâam.â
You walked back over to Chan, key card in hand. âSorry, it looks like theyâve only got one room left, and it only has one bed.â
Chan smiled. âOh, no worries. Itâs just one night.â
âI can sleep on the floor if you want. Or in the chair. Those hotel chairs are surprisingly comfy sometimes. I mean, sometimes theyâre just not, but, like, this one will probably be fine.â You found yourself rambling.
Chan laughed. âY/n, if youâre okay with sharing the bed, that works for me.â
âOhâokay.â You could feel your cheeks reddening.
He turned towards the elevator. âLetsâ go.â
You went upstairs to your room, and you pulled a book out of your bag to read while Chan was in the shower. You tried to stop yourself from thinking about that shower, about the water running through his hair, down his shoulders, over his abs, and lowerâŠ
You closed your book with a sigh, opting to doomscroll instagram instead.
The water turned off, and a few minutes later Chan opened the door. Thankfully for your sanity, he was wearing a shirt. âBathroomâs all yours.â
You smiled. âOkay, Iâll just be a few minutes.â
You went into the bathroom. It felt strangely intimate, erotic, almost, to be in a bathroom filled with the steam from Chanâs shower.
You started your shower before you realized youâd left your body wash in your suitcase. You resigned yourself to hotel soap before seeing Chanâs little blue bottle on the shelf. He mustâve left it there.
He probably wouldnât care if you used it, right?
You carefully squeezed some into your palm. It smelled good, masculine and clean.
You got out of the shower, dried off, and put on a T-shirt and sleep shorts. You regretted your decision as soon as you stepped out of the now even steamier bathroom. âMy God, itâs cold.â
Chan laughed from where he was sitting under the covers. âI was just messing with the thermostat, doesnât look like itâs getting any warmer in here.â
You gave a short exhale. âOf course.â
Chan patted the sheets beside him. âHere, itâs warmer in bed.â
You got in bed with him, burrowing under the blankets. âI guess a little bit.â
âCan I help?â
âCan⊠can you help?â You were confused.
âCan I touch you?â Chanâs smile was soft. âJust to help warm you up.â
âOh⊠um, yeah, please.â
Chan reached towards you, pulling you into his arms and cuddling you close to his chest.
You were sure he was able to feel your heartbeat, because you could feel it all over your body, especially between your legs.
âAre you comfortable?â Chan whispered.
âYeah, Iâm really comfortable.â You pushed your head into his chest. âYouâre warm, Channie.â
âChannie?â He laughed.
âIâ sorry, I just, like, a nickname, you know, like, how, like, friends call each other nicknames. You know, like friends do?â You rambled.
âY/n, calm down. Youâre allowed to call me Channie. I would even go so far as to say I like it.â
âOh.â You could feel your cheeks going hot.
He paused for a moment. âWait.â He helped roll you over, so your back was flush against his chest. You could feel yourself growing wet at the manhandling.
He pushed his face into the crook of your neck and inhaled deeply. You took a shuddering breath of your own at how his lips brushed your skin.
âDid you use my body wash?â
âUm⊠I forgot mine, I didnât think youâd⊠mind.â
âI donât⊠mind, exactly.â
âWhat does that mean?â
âIt means I think itâs hot more than I think itâs a problem. Which is, in and of itself, a problem.â
âWhy?â You breathed.
âBecause weâre sharing a bed⊠catch my drift?â
âI think you need to spell it out for me.â You shifted, angling your hips against his crotch. You could feel a bulge forming already.
He hissed. âY/n, donât tease.â
âIâm not teasing.â You whispered. âI mean it.â
You squeaked as Chan flipped you around again, and you were met with his piercing gaze. âYou mean it?â
âYeah.â
His hand drifted up the inside of your thigh. âHow do you want it?â
You were a little taken off guard. âWant it? Iâ uh, inside me, I think.â
He laughed, then brought his lips up to your ear to whisper to you. âI mean, do you want it rough? Want to worship me? Want me to put you on a leash and choke you like a dog? Do you want me so bad youâd do anything for me?â He nibbled on your earlobe, and you shifted with a whine. âYou know, if youâre into that.â
âYes, Chan.â
âTo which one?â
âAll of it.â
He smiled, and you were caught off guard by his wide, ray-of-sunshine grin. âWeâre gonna have fun. Iâll be right back.â He got off the bed, and you shivered at the sudden loss of his heat.
He shuffled through his luggage before pulling out a pair of leather handcuffs. You didnât even want to question where heâd gotten them or why they were in his suitcase. âYou want these?â
Your eyes widened. âYe-yes, Chan, I do want those.â
âGood girl.â He murmured, climbing back onto the bed. âIâm gonna tie your hands to the headboard, okay?â
âYes, Channie.â You held out your hands. He guided you to lay back, and he fastened the cuffs around your wrists and then clipped them around the headboard. You tugged a bit at them, and you moaned when they didnât give.
He just sat in front of you for a moment, watching you watch him.
âBeautiful.â He eventually mumbled. âLift up those hips for me, and weâll get your shorts off.â
You nodded, lifting your hips so Chan could slide your shorts and underwear off. You were soaked, and Chan dragged a finger through it before licking it clean. âDamn, all this over me just touching you a bit?â
âIâ I mean, before, the shower, I was just thinking aboutâ um, about nothing.â You stopped before you could make a complete fool of yourself by admitting to picturing him naked in the shower.
It was too late for that, though. Chan raised an eyebrow. âWere you thinking about me in the shower?â
You swallowed. âUh⊠maybe.â
He shook his head, smiling. âYou want me more than youâve been letting on, donât you?â
âUh⊠maybe.â You said again.
His eyes raked over you. Once, then again. âCan I finger you, sweetheart?â
You felt a wave of heat rush through you, and you were hyperaware of your heartbeat again, pulsing through you. âYes, please.â
He circled one finger around your entrance for a moment before beginning to press inside. You whined.
He paused. âSomething wrong, baby?â
âNo!â You squeaked. âNothingâs wrong! Keep going, Channie, please.â You breathed the last word, and you were unsure for a moment if heâd even heard you until he hummed.
âPlease sounds so good coming from your mouth, baby.â He all but purred, pushing his finger in all the way. Your eyes rolled back, and a broken moan fell from your lips. âSay it again.â
âPlease.â You whispered. âAnother finger, Chan, please.â
âYouâre asking so nicely.â He added another finger, as requested, and you arched your back off the bed.
âFuck.â
âCan you take another?â
âYes.â
He added in a third finger. You felt so deliciously full of him, and you absently wondered if his cock would fill you up as good.
He pulled out his fingers and licked them clean, keeping eye contact with you the whole time. His tongue lewdly lapped at his long fingers, making wet noises.
You moaned. âPlease, Chan.â
He paused to raise his eyebrows at you. âWhat are you begging for, hm?â
âYou.â You said honestly. âWant you, um, deepâ deep inside me.â
âShy all of a sudden?â He dropped his hand to your pussy, rubbing at your clit. âIâm gonna be deep inside of you in just a second, sweetheart.â
You pushed your hips into his hand, and he laughed. âGreedy little thing.â He pulled away to take off his shirt and pants, leaving him completely naked on the bed in front of you.
âFuck.â You whispered. Youâd known he was muscular, but he was absolutely gorgeous like this, sculpted like heâd been made by Michelangelo.
And his cock⊠he was big, and he was hard, and you wanted him so badly you were practically salivating.
âCan I fuck you now?â He whispered, his hands hovering over your hips, waiting for your consent.
âYes, Chan, please, yes.â
You watched as he lined himself up with your dripping hole. âReady?â
You nodded. âMhm.â
You put your attention to his face as he pushed inside, at the way his expression went slack as he went deeper and deeper inside of you. You tried to reach up to touch him, but the cuffs rattled loudly. Something burned inside you. The restraints were turning you on.
His eyes snapped open. âYou okay?â
âYeah, just⊠itâs hot, not being able to touch you, while you touch me all you want.â You said shakily.
He smirked. âGood, thatâs the goal.â
âCan you fuck me now?â
He pushed your hair back from your desperate expression, gently pressed a kiss to your forehead. âYes, sweetheart.â
He started to rock back and forth, and it took a bit of adjustment before you found a position that was comfortable, but when you settled into it, it was heavenly. Chanâs cock hit spots inside you you didnât even know existed, and you were soon seeing stars. You gently moaned with each of his thrusts, the sounds of his skin on yours and your moans and his strangled noises filling the room. Chan was so good at this, so good at figuring out exactly what your body needed.
Chan changed angles one more time, and you were suddenly crying out with every motion inside you. âFuck, Channie, thatâs so good, donât stop!â
âIâm not gonna stop, sweetheart.â He grunted, his hands beginning to feel up your chest. âIâm not gonna stop. You feel so good around me, so warm, so nice and tight, fuck.â
You whined, glad you were being good for him.
Eventually Chanâs movements grew animalistic; his thrusts shorter, tighter. âIâm gonna cum, sweetheart.â
âInside!â You moaned. âCum inside, Chan, please, please, Chan, pleaseâ oh!â
You could feel him cum inside you just as your own orgasm hit, and you twitched through it while Chan collapsed on top of you.
Both of you were drained. Chan unclipped the handcuffs and took them off, and you cuddled under the blanket. âSo cold.â
âIt is.â Chan wrapped himself around you. âWhat do you say we take another shower, together, to warm up and clean off?â
You nodded, snuggling into his chest. âYes, that sounds lovely.â
âThat means we actually have to get out of bed, you know.â
You gave a long-suffering sigh. âFine.â
#uhmmm oh ð³#stray kids fic#stray kids smut#not mine#ð«£ð®âðš#smut little plot (it is what it is)
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Ren: *resting on his meditation mat* Remember, an important part of being a warrior is self-discipline.
Jaune: *sitting beside him and trying to copy RENâs meditation pose* Right, rightâŠ
Pyrrha: *walks into JNPR dorm room after a workout, wearing a tight outfit that she is in the process of outgrowing due to muscle gains* ð®âðš
Jaune: ð¶
Ren: A true warrior controls their impulsesâŠ
Jaune: *unable to look away from Pyrrhaâs muscles* âŠuh-huhâŠuh-huhâŠð³
Ren: âŠso that their impulses do not control them! ð
Pyrrha: *stretches her arms overhead, exposing a few inches of her belly* ð
Jaune:
Ren: *looks beside him to find an empty mat* Jaune�
Pyrrha: EEEEEEEK!!!!
Ren: What the�
Pyrrha: *bright red and squirming* J-jauneâŠ! ð«£
Jaune: *on his knees kissing and nibbling exposed sliver of Nikos tummy* ð ð ð
Ren: ð€Šââïž
Jaune: Screw self-control, impulses kick ass!! ð
#rwby#jaune arc#pyrrha nikos#arkos#jaune x pyrrha#jaune arc x pyrrha nikos#lie ren#ren is suffering#ren canât take his team anywhere
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I would love to see Smoke & Annie get to an argument about something, and Annie pulls out her blade to just taunt Smoke. However, she accidentally nips him on his chin. Smoke decides, snatches the blade because he tried of her always pulling it out. He gets all dominant and uses it to rip Annie dress open, and well, you know the rest..ð«£ð³ð
YEP YEP YEP ð®âðš
#annie and elijah smokes#smoke x annie#annie sinners#elijah smoke moore#smoke sinners#elijah smokes#sinnersfanfiction#sinners smut#nahimjustfeelingit-writes#ask nahimjustfeelingit#sinners 2025
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Winner of the snz poll: Public Park Chhinkni attempt ð³
Rare uncropped version ð
I had to make the video quality a little worse so the file was small enough to upload ð®âðš
But you can see at the beginning there were people walking on a path behind me ð there were another 20 or so that walked by on a path in front of me while recording ð³ Very surprised and happy to have beat the mental block for this!!!
Let me know how I did ð«£
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