#Alex: OKAY HERE ME OUT............ big dick

[ray935sworld]

Some... Interesting pictures I found of Jorge Lorenzo while doing.... Research. For science (Rpf)

[henry7931]

Father’s Day Special

Tanner:

Fuckkkk, Mr. Blake’s dick just feels too good! I can’t stop jerking one out in his body and I need to get back to the dinner table with his family! It’s Father’s Day after all.

Mr. Blake is my childhood best friends dad and we ran into each other at a bar the other day. Both of us sat and talked for hours.

He eventually confessed that he misses being young and that he would do anything to have a sexy body like mine.

That statement made me so hard because seeing Mr. Blake mowing his lawn or doing stuff around his house was a big sexual awakening for me.

So we got a hotel room, Mr. Blake pulled off his shirt and started to reveal his body to me.

“You like what you see Tanner?”

“Mhmmm…”

“Well what if I told you all of this could be yours for a week,” he says immediately pulling down his pants. My mouth drops at the sight of Mr. Blake massive 11 inch throbbing cock.

He moves closure to me, so close that we’re now face to face.

“Tanner, I have a way for the both of us to becoming each other. You’ll get my body and I’ll get yours. No limits other than we’ll have to pretend to be each other. What do you say?”

Mr. Blake directed my hand on his firm cock and it was all over for me.

So the last couple of days, I’ve been pretending to be him. Pretending to my good friend Alex and his little brother that I’m actually their father.

Although, that part had been a little tough since every time I want some ‘daddy alone time.’ On of them is right around the corner.

Like for instance, u thought I had a good hour to jerk one out.

I started massage this massive dick from the outside of his shorts. Toying around with his big hairy balls… even smelling his big hairy feet.

But as I go to pull it out, the door swings open and Alex is at the door.

“Oh hey dad! How was your day?”

“Good! Just trying to relax son,” I said nervously.

Now that it’s Father Day, my entire day has been taken over by silly things like breakfast in bed, ‘golfing’, and now some dinner.

God, I just want to finish jerking on out!

*knock knock*

“Dad you okay?”

Shitttt, can I please have just two minutes.

I put his cock up and say, “yeah I’m coming.”

I walk out of the bathroom and my eyes get big when I see who’s at the table— it’s Alex, his brother, and my body!

“Well hello Tanner!” I say trying not to be too surprised.

“Hey Mr. Blake!” he says with a big grin on his face.

“Hey dad sorry for not giving you a heads up, do you mind if Tanner stays the night?”

“Well sure son!”

God, what is he doing?

I sit between Alex and Mr. Blake in my body. I feel so nervous. But then I’m completely caught off guard by the feeling off my former feet rubbing up Mr. Blake’s hairy leg.

He’s so calm and continuing a conversation with Alex, meanwhile I feel my former big toe touching the tip of his dick.

It can’t even take it. So I grab my former foot and hold on to it, just softly rubbing the sole under the table.

After dinner, I waited up for hours watching tv. All I could think of was Mr. Blake being upstairs in my body pretending to be me with his son.

It’s around 2 am now and I finally decide to go to bed. I head back to his room and to my surprise my body lying in bed sleeping…

I look at my former big smooth feet… I’ve also been somewhat self conscious about the size of them. But now from a different prospective—

All I want to do is rub Mr. Blake’s massive cock between them.

I walk up and pull off the clothes I had on.

I get run his big fingers tracing the soles… I then grab his dick and rub the head of it on them.

“Oh you’re here, I’ve been waiting for you,” I hear my former voice say. He looks at me holding his dick pressed against my feet.

“You have very cute feet Tanner,” he says wiggling my toes.

“Why don’t you join me?”

I hop into bed with Mr. Blake and I feel him reach for his dick.

“I just wanted to reward you for agreeing to do this with me, think of this as a Father’s Day Gift.”

I watch as he starts kissing down his chest down to his crotch.

I feel him wrap my former lips around his cock.

“Thanks Mr. Blake, this maybe the best part of Father’s Day so far!”

[stardewstardropthoughts]

How about the farmer and bachelor hiding in a small place. Like they are hips and chest pressed against each other. The farmer doesn't noticed but the bachelor is going wild over the limit space between them. You can make it nsfw I don't mind! :)

This took me forever to get to I’m so sorry! Also these are mostly just lewd as opposed to like whole nsfw but Sebastian and Alex’s got full nsfw 😂

Content warnings: mostly gender neutral reader except Sebastian’s is afab reader, reader calls Sebastian daddy once, Theyer long as hell, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT PLEASE

Small spaces but big opportunities with the bachelors

Shane:

He wanted to come to the mines with you, mostly out of curiosity but also because he wanted to make sure you weren’t doing anything to dangerous

Thankfully the level that you had gone to didn’t have to many monsters on it and while he still thought that maybe it wasn’t the best place, he could see the appeal

At least until you both fell into a kinda deep very narrow pit

He landed flat on his ass and you landed unceremoniously on his lap, very much straddling him

After making sure neither of you were seriously injured you began to look around

“How on earth are we gonna get out of this? Does this happen to you often in the mines?”

Shane’s very concerned and trying very hard to ignore your chest being almost in his face

“Well no, I mean the tv said I’d have bad luck today but I didn’t think anything of it!”

Shane stares at you blankly for a moment “the tv said…okay we can unpack that later, for now we should figure this out”

He tried to shift around a bit but quickly stopped as the friction of your body rubbing against the crotch of his pants caught him off guard, thank god it’s a little dark and you can’t see the red now painting his face

He’s got his hands resting on your thighs, you try shifting around to see if you can maybe stand up but his grip tightens and you could almost swear he moaned a little bit

“You okay? You said you weren’t hurt! What hurts? Do you need a health elixir? I have extra in my bag”

“No, no sweetheart that’s not it, I’m not hurt just, fuck”

You just noticed the bulge straining against his shorts and pressing against your inner thigh

“Oh” you hadn’t noticed until now that he had gotten hard

“Fuck I’m so sorry I-“ he got cut off as you ground down against him

“Shit sweetheart, you sure you wanna start this right now?” He’s practically growling out his words with how gravely and husky his voice is currently

“Never been more sure, sir”

He has a sir kink, fight me on it

He tightens his grip on your hips to help you grind against him while he smashes his lips against yours in a very heated kiss

Harvey:

You were in the tiny medical closet at his clinic looking for some gauze he had asked you to grab for him so he could restock the drawer

It was taking a moment though so he came to check on you and ultimately the door accidentally shut behind him

It locks from the outside automatically

Harvey is now chest pressed to your back due to the confined space in the closet, hardly enough room for you to try and turn around

“Well hey there doc, whatcha need?”

“The doors locked and maru doesn’t get here for another hour, this wasn’t supposed to happen”

He’s trying not to focus on how warm you feel pressed against him, how perfectly your body fits against his, and how the sudden proximity has his dick stirring in his pants

You’re squinting to see in the dark closet and all but have to stand on your tippy toes to read if the label in front of you reads gauze

“Just as well because this feels like a lost cause, how do you find anything in here?”

Your ass brushes against the growing bulge in his pants and he has to stifle a groan at the contact

“We can find it later, just stay still please”

He’s sounds strained, and then you can feel it pressing into your back

“Harvey, are you hard right now?”

This mans spilling apologies from his lips so quickly

“I’m so sorry this was never meant to happen your just very pretty and being stuck in the little closet with you isn’t helping and-“

You cut him off by bringing a hand around your back and gently grabbing his bulge

“I don’t mind, gives us something to do in the meantime” you would wink at him but you arnt facing him and the rooms dark

“I- are you sure? I want this but I need to know you want this as well”

You’ve been pining after the doctor for like a year and a bit at this point so of-course you want this

“Yes I want this Harvey, touch me, please”

How could he say no when you ask so politely

Sam:

Not so much trapped in a closet together as it is playing seven minutes in heaven at a party Abigale was throwing

You picked his name out of a hat and then got promptly shoved into a very small closet with him

Chest to chest, Harley enough space to breath without feeling his heart beat against you

“We uh, we don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to”

He’s always considerate of your comfort

“Time starts now! Have fun~” you could hear Abigail’s voice fading away as she walked back down the hallway

“Sooooooooooo, think there’s a light in here orrrrr we just gonna make out in the dark?”

You meant to ease the tension with a little joke but god do you wanna kiss him

He’s taking the dive, hands on either side of your face as he presses his lips to yours

With only a little struggle in the confined space you managed to wrap your arms around his neck

Soon he’s trailing kisses down your neck, leaving little bites here and there just so he can hear the way you try not to whine

Your hands down the front of his jeans slowly stroking him

“Fuck sweetheart, wish we had more time. Wanna take this to your place?”

Yes you do in-fact want to take this to your place

Which is just as well because Abigale is knocking on the closet door to tell you your times up and that you both better have pants on

Elliott:

Had he meant to be stuck in a small crevice in the forest with the farmer directly underneath him? No

But his little outings don’t seem to want to go to plan these days

He does however, appreciate the view of you, underneath him red faced as he tries to find a way to get up that doesn’t involve accidentally standing on you

“Must be exhausting holding yourself up like that, you can lay down I don’t mind a human weighted blanket”

God your adorable

Only lets some of his weight rest on you

“Well, this isn’t the best circumstances but even so you still look absolutely ravishing”

Meant that to be an inside thought but alas, it became an outward thought. He wishes lightning would strike him if that didn’t mean you would also be in harms way

“Well your not half bad yourself handsome, lemme just”

You gently pull his hair back into a ponytail with a hair elastic you keep on your wrist for him

That’s all he needs to lose composure, soon enough y’all are making out in the crevice

Wondering hands and gentle nips across your neck are enough to get small gasps out of you

God you sound amazing he thinks

But he’s not about to bed you in a hole in the ground, he’s more romantic then that

But the moment y’all get out and head back to his beach shack?

Soft gasps turn to moans, hushed whispers turn to loving praises, wondering hands stray further beyond the elastic of your underwear as he shows you just how good he can be with his hands

Sebastian:

You and him went swimming, despite his dislike of the activity he was always willing to go with you

You had wanted to explore a little cave like opening in the stone of the mountains near the lake and he came with you to make sure your good

And that’s how you end up here, stuck pressed against each other in your swimsuits, stuck between two particularly close stone walls

Sebastian’s trying to look anywhere but at you to avoid popping the most awkward boner in existence

“Well this is less then ideal, sorry Sebastian I didn’t think we would get stuck”

You feel a bit bad since you know he’s probably pretty uncomfortable right now

“Th-that’s okay, not your fault”

He has one hand behind your head so you don’t accidentally smack it on the hard rocks, his other hand is on your waist because it felt right to place it there

“Well, atleast the suns setting so you won’t get burnt”

“And we’re basically skin to skin so we probably won’t freeze”

He tried to lighten the mood a bit, it worked since you let out an airy laugh

“Could be worse, atleast I get the hot emo boy to keep me company”

Now he’s blushing, from chest to forehead just red

“You think I’m hot?”

Definitely had a voice crack in that statement but you ignore it much to his prides pleasure

“Absolutely, hottest guy in town”

Your trying to kill him he’s convinced but atleast he’ll die happy

“Fuck baby you can’t just say shit like that while pressed against me”

You can feel his erection pressing into your stomach

“Hmmmmmm maybe I’m prepared for the consequences”

The hand that was on your waist gently wraps around your neck as he pulls you into a heated kiss, tongue exploring the inside of your mouth while you gasp against him

You manage to bring your legs up enough to sort of trap his hips against yours as you grind against him

He moans against your lips before pulling back to trail kisses down your neck, leaving a few hickeys on whatever spots seem particularly sensitive

Meanwhile you’ve pulled his cock out of his swim shorts and lined him up with your cunt, gently rubbing the head through your folds for a moment before grinding your hips down just enough to sheath him inside

“Fuck, so fucking tight around me baby”

You whine into his skin as you hide your face into his neck, he’s gently thrusting into you as much as the little space will allow him to do

One of his hands travels between your body’s to start rubbing little circles on your clit while you fist your hands into his hair

“Shit seb, feels so fucking good”

He whines quietly at your praise as he can feel the knot forming in his stomach, he’s close to cumming but thankfully so are you

“Not gonna last much longer baby, cum with me, yeah? Think you can be a good girl and cum with daddy?”

Your nodding frantically as you start to spasm around him, milking his cock for all its worth

He slams his hips into you once more as deep as he can before filling your warm walls with his cum

Somehow all the movement you guys have done has wedged you free, no longer stuck in a tight spot your heading back to his place for round two

Alex:

You and Alex were exploring the deep woods together because he wanted to know what types of things you do in your day to day

He was not expecting the woods to be full of slimes trying to kill you but ya know, it’s always an adventure with the farmer

That’s how you end up in a small cave pressed against each other while you patch up a small wound on his thigh

“You okay? Your being pretty quiet up there”

He’s trying not to focus on how close to his dick your hands are so he doesn’t get hard

It’s not working very well

“I’m fine, just a little scrape I’m sure it’s okay”

“Yeah but it’s better to take care of it now, don’t want it to get infected”

He knows your right but also your hands brushed by his cock and now he’s got a semi

And it’s hard not to notice especially when it twitches as your hands brush over it again

“Baby, sweetheart, love please, you gotta know what your doing to me”

Your feigning innocence because it’s a little entertaining watching him be so flustered

“Hmmmm i should make sure your not injured anywhere else”

Your hands are on the buttons to his jeans looking at him for permission to pull them down

He knows the game your playing, so he lets you

You’ve got his cock out and your gently stroking your hands up and down his shaft, adjusting the pressure to what gets the best reaction out of him

“Oh fuck sweetheart that’s so good”

He’s putty in your hands

You decide to go for double kill and gently lower your mouth on the tip, sucking lightly while you stroke his shaft

He’s moaning loudly now, one hand in your hair to start bobbing you up and down on his cock

“Shiittt baby gonna lemme cum down your throat yeah? Please”

How could you say no to such a nice request

You relax your throat as best you can and take his whole cock into your mouth at once, he’s cumming in seconds

You pull back and swallow as you smile up at him

He needs like ten minutes to recover but he’s returning the favour twice over

[cheriladycl01]

You're a dick Stroll! - Lance Stroll x Engineer! Reader

Plot: You created the best car for the 2024 season however after some harsh comments from Lawrence Stroll about a female engineer having been the reason his son crashed out in Bahrain turns out after investigations from the FIA people owe you an apology!

A/N: Obviously this is fanfic so its dramatized so in no way does this portray anyone in a realistic light and is just for the drama and the vibes.

"You innovations have been amazing this year Y/N all thanks to that brain of yours!" Mike Krack the team Principle for Aston Martin tells you, holding either one of your shoulders shaking them in delight at the new car in front of him.

You had been at Silverstone working as the lead mechanic/ designer on the new car throughout the last half of the 2023 season.

"Thank you, but you know it was a team effort right?" you smiled back, it really was a team effort.

"Well, we actually wanted to offer you a promotions of sorts!" he exclaimed a look of shock crossing your face.

"Excuse me?"

"We figured that you know the car the best and we want you travelling with us to make adjustments as and when needed. Last year was a struggle when we didn't have you here, you are the quickest we've seen and having you on the road with the team would really help.

"This is amazing, yes I'll do it!" you exclaimed happy that you were finally able to travel around the world with Aston Martin.

A month later and you were in Bahrain for pre-season testing of the 2024 year, everything was looking good on both the car, they were running well and the data figures looked good to you and your team.

You'd stayed late with a few other team members making sure everything was ready for the most important Sunday of the year, this race was the one that usually set the drivers mentality for the year. Nobody wanted to crash in the first race and no-one wants to not make it into the points.

You left, once you'd finished your checks on both cars, some people still working around.

"Okay, I'm off guys and ill see you for the big day tomorrow!" you smiled at them before heading back to the hotel that Aston Martin had placed you in. It wasn't a long ride, and you splurged on an Uber considering how much overtime you'd just done in the garage.

You did share a hotel with the drivers, as one of the lead engineers in Aston Martin you got the privilege of the nicer hotel compared to some of your colleagues.

As you entered, you could see some of the drivers sat in the bar, Lando Daniel, Max and his girlfriend Kelly were all sat together taking pictures, obviously for the .jpg accounts.

Charles, Pierre, Carlos and Lewis were also there sat at the bar, drinks in hand. However, with your attention directed elsewhere you felt yourself bump into something.

"Oh my gosh I am so sorry" you exclaimed looking towards the person you had bumped into that was now holding your forearm as if to steady you so you didn't fall back.

"It's er okay, you seemed distracted are you... okay?" you hear the person ask and look up to see your teams youngest driver.

"Oh Lance I'm so so sorry!" you say noticing it was him.

"It's okay" he says awkwardly before shuffling off. You watch as he walks up to Alex and George who were also sat with one another. You continue up to your floor before showering and passing out in your bed.

The next day your alarm was set extremely early, you came straight to the track having gotten ready in a record speed time. Your hair was whipped up in a ponytail and you'd nearly put your green Aston Martin team top on back to front.

You got to the track for when Mike told you to meet him there, he wanted you the radio engineers and the strategists to all talk before the race. Considering it was only 7.30 in the morning there were already loads of people in the paddock, from all different teams.

Where it was your first time you didn't know the protocol or anything for greeting other teams, so you just stayed your typical friendly self sending a smile and wave to everyone that you passed and made eye contact with.

Once you'd got into hospitality Ben Mitchell, Chris Conin and Peter Hall were all there, Peter held a coffee out to you with a small smile.

"Thanks" you smiled before you all started to talk about the race ahead, you guys checked the weather patterns and the track temp before trying to plan the race for both drivers.

By the time you'd done your final checks it was time for the race. Lance had placed P7 the day before and Fernando had placed P10 which was an amazing start to the year for Aston Martin.

"How's the car looking?" the social media girl asked, she was looking at the screen of data rolling in from the car but not understanding what the figures actually meant.

"It's performing phenomenally. Its definitely better than last year. Its also original and completely initiative, I've heard Horner and Vasser talking about it!" you explain having heard them interviewing about the grid and a little season preview.

She nods, and you talk a little before she leaves to go and try and film some social media stuff while there isn't too much excitement on the track.

However only 2 laps later Lance was reporting his breaks being stiff, which from the figures looked to be impossible. Before his race engineer could even ask for your advice, Lance went into a turn too quick skidding off the side taking Gasly with him. You looked up at the screen in shock, a hand covering your mouth.

Lance's car had gone sideways before flipping over Gasly's car. Lance and Gasly were both out of the race.

"What the hell happened!" Lawrence screaming coming over to you, all the pit crew who had just pulled Fernando's car in stopped what they were doing and came over to you.

"Sorry?" you asked pulling the headphones off genuinely not having heard him.

"What happened! Your the engineer who was here late last night. What did you do to my sons car, he's an impeccable driver and he has DNFed because YOU cant do your job" he screamed and you flinched taking a wide step back.

"Look i didn't do anything, I wasn't even the final engineer here last night. I think he was just unlucky sir" you tried to explain, but his face like thunder had you a stuttering and stumbling mess.

"Yes you did! Just admit you either sabotaged the car on purpose or your so damn incompetent at your job that you didn't build the car right! You know you should be fired for this, its completely unacceptable and I'll be speaking to Mike about having you removed because you clearly" he starts but one of the crew members behind decided enough was enough and stepped in front of you.

"Hey, sir with all dew respect there are camera's everywhere in here recording so just think about your image" he directs and Fernando having finally got out of his car and having seen what happened to you.

"Lawrence, i think its best that you take a step back" Fernando advises seeing how close he had gotten to you.

Instead he just storms out of the paddock, you release a breath you didn't even realize you had been holding in everyone swarming round you take make sure you were okay.

BREAKING NEWS: FIA LAUNCH INVESTIGATION INTO HEAD OF ENGINEERING AT ASTON MARTIN AFTER STROLL CRASH VIDEO OF LAWRENCE STROLL RIPPING INTO Y/N Y/LN HEAD OF ENGINEERING AT ASTON MARTIN INTERVIEW WITH LAWRENCE STROLL AND MIKE KRACK GETS HEATED AFTER INVESTIGATION LAUNCHED

It only took 4 hours for the public to find out who you were and your social media handles as you had a few people following you. One of which was McLaren who you had worked for under an apprenticeship scheme.

The only thing you really wanted right now was have a drink, so the hotel bar where you were certain would be safe from the public eye. You came down from your hotel room, you weren't in anything fancy and felt out of place the minute you sat down at the bar. Most of the drivers were there celebrating wins, or drinking away the loss.

It was like you had this beeper on you, as when you entered the room and walked to the bar all the drivers seemed to notice you. I mean it wasn't hard, your hair was thrown up in a ratty bun and your eyes were red from having read all the hate messages sent to your inbox.

"She's the one they're investigating because of Stroll's crash! His dad went in on her after the race"

The whispers all around you from people in the bar had you shrinking in your seat.

"So your the one that made me crash!" Lance exclaims from behind you, you turn round seeing his face, angry and upset and expression nobody liked.

"Look, I didn't do anything to the -" you start but are slowly interrupted.

"No you did, you know nothing and you shouldn't be in this job! Everything they are saying about you online is true, you could have killed me and Pierre because of that accident. So careless!" he shouts, which shocked the other drivers as Lance wasn't really one to raise his voice.

"Please Lance, I've already had enough..."

"No, you haven't had enough! You shouldn't be in this sport if you cant build a car properly, it's shit! It's not powerful and you clearly cant build a car like Andre last year!" he says, you could tell he was getting frustrated and it made you take a step of your seat.

"You're a dick Stroll! Andre didn't build the car. I did that's why i took the position this year as he wasn't performing as Head Mechanic so yeah. I didn't do anything to the car, the data was fine maybe you just are as good as a driver as you seem to think you are" you say before storming out of the bar.

Two weeks later, where you'd lazed around all day at home was when you'd got that expected call. You were currently on suspended leave where you were still under investigation. Mike had been facetiming you on and off asking for help to try and speed up the pace of fixing the car before Saudi Arabia GP.

It was in fact Mike calling again, however this time he was telling you to open up any socials and see what the FIA had posted.

CHECKS HAVE BEEN CONDUCTED INTO THE ASTON MARTIN CRASH SHOWING HEAD ENGINEER IS NOT LIABLE AND HAS SERIOULSY BEEN MISSTREATED - FIA FIA COME OUT WITH EVIDENCE THAT ASTON MARTIN HEAD ENGINEER IS NOT TO BLAME FOR STROLL'S SAKHIR CRASH - SKYSPORTS CLEARED FOR DUTY Y/N Y/L/N TO MAKE RETURN AT JEDDAH - F1

"Are you serious?" you say, the first piece of enjoyment in your life in the last few weeks has just occurred.

"Yes, we need you on the first flight out to Saudi, someone's waiting for you at Heathrow to bring you" he exclaims, you jump up cutting the call short and start to rush, packing a bag by slinging clothes in it not bothering to fold. You make sure your uniform is all packed as well as the essentials before running out the door and running to the train station.

You came into the terminal, shooting a text to Mike, not knowing who to be looking for. You look around to see if you can see one of the other mechanics or maybe Mike's personal assistant but you come short.

"Come on Mike" you whisper to yourself looking at your phone.

"Y/N?" you hear from behind you. You knew that Canadian voice all to well.

"Lance?" you ask with a slight sneer to your tone, you were still angry and upset with him and his father for jumping to such outrageous conclusions.

"Mike wants you there asap, so I suggested you come with me" he says guiding you down a secure back path to where it leads out to the jets.

"Your kidding me right?" you ask as he walks you out onto the den where his dad's private jet is waiting.

"We needed you there as soon as possible the car is in literal pieces without you there!" he exclaims, having heard from his father than things had been slow in the garage.

"Well, do you now trust me to build you an effective car?" you ask halting your steps, you didn't want to work with him anymore if you didnt have his trust. Throughout your suspension you had both McLaren and Mercedes reach out to you offering you a job with them once it all blew over.

"I do trust you, I just got angry when i crashed the car in the first race of the season, my dad blamed it on you and to me that seemed the most logical. I am sorry for what its worth" he says awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck.

"For what its worth... you're still a dick. But i think i can put up with that" you smile, before following him over to the pane ahead.

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[lowkeyrobin]

headcannons where quackity's s/o has tattoos? could also be nsfw, if you're comfortable with it :))

I don't write NSFW but I can definitely do the tattoo part! thanks for requesting!! I don't think I've actually posted a quackity focused thing yet which is surprising to me bc I have like 3 drafts for him LMAO

QUACKITY ; tattooed lover

summary ; you have tattoos and your boyfriend is head over heels

warnings ; language; talk of needles / pain of tattoos, use of quackitys real name (lmk if I should change it!)

word count ; 670

genre ; fluff

masterlist

In general, he'll act normal about all your tattoos and whatnot, but inside every time he sees your arms (especially if you have sleeves or some sick ones around your wrists that trail up your arm even a bit) he'll just get a little red in the cheeks. He absolutely loves all your ink. He thinks it's so sick, but he's not committed enough to get any, and he doesn't think he has the pain tolerance.

he went with you to get a new tattoo on your shoulder/upper arm area

he learned you'd be there for like 5 hours and he groaned like a shitty iPad kid and took his phone out while he threatened to call Philza

once he saw the tattoo gun... oh lord it was over

literally whisper shouted at you while the artist got up to get gloves

"that's what you're getting jabbed with??? why are we here again???"

genuinely can't look

once he hears the buzzing he turns his music on and he's staring down while he sits on the couch across from you

"Alex, look!" you smile, "I'm fine"

"how do I know you're not a clone?"

"Holy shit. dude it's the quackityhq duck, that's why I brought you along"

"WAIT WHAT?"

it's not a big tattoo whatsoever, but it's a reminder that he's always with you, how you've grown together and how that's always going to be an era of your content you'd never forget about

literally gets emotional about it

"You didn't have-"

"I wanted to, for the millionth time"

he genuinely didn't know tattoos were so expensive, once you leave he questions why it was 450 dollars and you explain to him how tattoo artist income works

He's not the one to want to peel off the second skin or pop the ink bubbles or even touch the tattoo until the skin goes back to normal. He's just kinda freaked out for some reason, it's just one of those things and it honestly makes sense.

He takes some dedicated time to sniff all the lotions and numbing creams and comment on each and every one, though. All while you're trying to do some aftercare on it and shit, and you just watch.

"this one smells like buttercream icing"

"yeah?"

"ew, this one smells like badboyhalo's ass!"

"why would you even know that? 😁"

If you have any tats without color, Alex will gladly color them in with washable markers like you're a walking coloring book. He'll literally call for you and ask you if he can color on you again, it's cute, really.

"y/n/n, can I color your tattoos again?"

"aren't you streaming?"

"so?"

"yeah, fine"

he has a whole gallon sized ziploc bag filled with Crayola washable markers

like he goes from playing on the qsmp and hanging out with some people to coloring all over you while said people watch 😭

you wave to his friends like "Hello, I am his walking therapy coloring book"

he's like a little kid. You just look over at him like, "Holy shit I could love you forever wtf"

Sometimes, he'll just draw you new tattoos (with washable markers dw) cause he gets bored and wants to doodle on you. Most of the time it ends up being stick figures and dicks but it's okay, it's his way of showing affection.

He'll genuinely think of song that remind him of each of your tattoos. Somehow, some way, he does. He has a whole playlist titled 'Y/n's tattoos', and he rarely listens to it, but he thinks it's fun to think of a new song when you get another tattoo.

Although he is a little concerned because what's gonna happen when you're old and wrinkly? How do the tattoos last? Do they become old and wrinkly like the tattooed grandmas meme? Because if so, he'll rip on you til the end of time.

"well I have a long time before I look like a tattooed elderly person, but okay"

"So you will? Oh my fucking God! BAHAHAHA"

[waratah-vroom]

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Tagged: yourfriend Liked by landonorris, carmenmmundt and 15,481 others ynrussell00: happier than ever

Lando didn't drink during the season, he never had. Which is why you were so surprised to see him at the hotel bar the night before the race, settling himself onto the barstool next to you. “Fancy seeing you here.”

“A girl can’t get a drink alone?”

“She can, but she shouldn’t. What are you drinking, I’ll get you another.” He waved the bartender over and you told him your order.

“That’s awfully nice of you, Norris. They must be paying you the big bucks if you can afford to buy a $12 vodka tonic at the drop of a hat.”

He grined. You’d always liked Lando’s smile, the way it was slightly lopsided and showed the gap between his front teeth. It was the same smile he’d had since he was a kid.

“Alex told me you and Jack broke up.”

“Alex is a blabbermouth,” you didn’t look at him, too focused on stirring the ice cubes in your empty cup.

“I’m sorry. I just wanted to see if you were okay.”

“I’m fine. I broke up with him. There’s no hard feelings.”

He nudged your shoulder with his own, “I bet he has some hard feelings.” You raised your eyebrows at what must have been an intentional joke and he quickly said, “I didn’t mean it like that. I just mean he must have been a dick to lose you.”

“He was dick. Or at least he was sticking his dick in places where his dick didn’t belong so-”

“What a wanker.” You both thanked the bartender when he put your drink on a coaster in front of you and took away the empty glass.

“If you want to be nice then sure he was a wanker. I’d call him a cunt.”

Lando huffed, resting his chin on his hand. “Well I never liked him.”

“George said the same thing,” you took a sip of your drink and saw him watching you.

You’d known Lando for a long time, as long as George had been racing against him, but you’d never say you two were friends. He’d asked you for help getting his ex-girlfriend a present once, but that’s as far as your friendship stretched. “As much as I love talking to you, you don’t usually come to me unless you want something.”

“I feel like that’s a little unfair,” when he saw your blank expression he folded. “Okay, fine. I was thinking since we’re both single.” He cleared his throat. “Maybe we could come to a mutually beneficial arrangement.”

You stared at him for a moment, processing his words inside your head before you turned your body so you’re fully facing him. “Just so I understand you correctly, you're wanting to have sex, right?”

“Yes.”

“Because we’re both single.”

“Yep.”

That was not what you had been expecting him to ask when he’d sat down next to you. “And I’m how far down the line of girls you’ve propositioned?”

“You’re the first.” When you didn't respond, he added, “I was planning on hitting up Charlotte if you didn’t work out- ow!” His lips fell into a pout and he gripped his shoulder where you’d hit him. “I’m joking, I’m joking.” He dropped his hand back onto the counter and begun twisting his bracelets. “At least tell me you’re considering it.”

You bit your lip, thinking. It’d been a couple of months since you’d had sex and you were getting frustrated. You knew Lando so it wouldn’t be awkward, and he was cute. You’d also never had any complaints when you’d seen him shirtless. “I’m considering it.”

“One night,” he said. “I promise I’ll make you come.”

As much as you’d like to have thought your standards were high, apparently that simple promise was all it took for you to say “fine.”

─── ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅ ───

Lando had kept his promise and then some.

When you’d come out of the shower after round three you had expected him to have gone, but instead you’d found him fast asleep in your bed.

He was still there when you woke up; his arm slung over your chest and most of the duvet covering his body. His face was pressed against the pillow as he snored softly.

You hated to break his slumber when he looked so soft, but you were cold. “You’ve stolen the duvet.”

He mumbled something incoherent, his eyes still firmly shut.

“I’m freezing,” you tugged the duvet away from him and he startled, his eyes shooting open

“Huh? What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” You pulled the blanket up to your chin. “You’re just a blanket hog.”

“Oh, sorry,” he seemed to be a bit more awake, eyes blinking as they adjusted to the light streaming through the curtains. “What time is it?”

You tapped your phone on the nightstand and read “7:20.”

“Shit,” he jumped off the bed, fumbling to find his clothes. “I’m supposed to meet Carlos in ten minutes.”

“Downstairs?”

“He loves a hotel breakfast,” his laugh was shaky as he pulled his tee-shirt and hoodie over his head. He suddenly stopped when he saw you watching him. “Uh, so I had fun last night-”

You flattened your lips, trying to stop your smile. He was cute when he was flustered. “We don’t have to do this, Lando.”

“No, no, I want to. I really did have fun-”

“I mean we don’t have to do this right now. Go meet Carlos. I’ll see you after the race.”

His body relaxed. “Okay, okay. Good.” A strange look passed over his features, as if he was wrestling with an idea in his mind. He seemed to decide it was a good one because he reached across the bed and kissed you softly on the lips. “Wish me luck today?”

“Go,” you pushed his chest away, but you couldn't help the smile that spread across your face. “Good luck idiot.”

─── ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅ ───

Lando had barely shut your hotel room door when he came face to face with George Russell.

He dug his hands into the front pocket of his hoodie and hoped he looked casual and not like he’d just woken up in someone else’s bed, “hey mate.”

“Hey,” George’s eyes darted from Lando to the room number on the door. Putting two and two together he said, “that’s my sister’s room.”

There wasn't much Lando could say apart from, “yeah.”

“What were you doing in my sister’s room?” George’s voice was oddly calm, he even managed a small smile that didn't quite reach his eyes.

There are a few ways Lando could answer George’s question. He could say he was dropping something off or he was stopping by to ask something. Instead Lando chose to confirm George’s worst suspicions. “I don’t think you wanna know.”

George’s face dropped. “What?”

“I’d love to stay and chat, mate, but I’m meeting someone so-”

“You fuck my sister and now you’re leaving? That’s so typically Lando, isn’t it. Is this your way of trying to get into my head before the race?”

Lando really shouldn’t have but he couldn't help laughing at the ridiculousness of what George was implying. “You think I slept with your sister as some sort of mind game to try and psych you out?”

George’s fists balled at his sides. “It’s not going to work.”

Lando nodded, wildly confused as to what was going through the other man’s brain, “alright.”

“My mind is an impenetrable fortress.”

“Is that a quote Lewis sent to your group chat?” When George didn't answer, Lando patted his back and said, “I’ll see you on the grid, mate.”

─── ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅ ───

“You fucked Norris?” Your brother didn't wait for you to answer before he pushed past you into your hotel room.

“Good morning to you too.”

“How could you do that? He’s my enemy!”

“That’s a bit dramatic, don’t you think?” You’d heard him complain about Lando hundreds of times, and almost every time was an overreaction. Like right now.

“You don’t understand, he’s my biggest rival. He’s always been. This is the worst thing that could happen to me-”

“Me sleeping with a driver that has less points than you is the worst thing that could happen to you?”

“It’s not about the points, it's about him trying to mess with my head! That’s the only reason he’s done this. He’s using you to get to me.”

You loved George, you really did. But it was times like this, when his ego was so overinflated, that made it difficult. “You sound insane.”

“No, listen, you don’t get it-”

“Oh I think I get it alright,” you crossed your arms, wholly unimpressed with your brother’s attitude. “You think the only reason someone would be into me is to get to you.”

“Not someone. Him!”

“You don’t think there’s a chance that Lando just likes me, without it having anything to do with you?”

He shook his head, “why would Lando like you?”

Your eyes narrowed. “Wow, thanks George, thanks a lot.”

“It’s Lando!” If you weren’t fuming, you’d have found his flailing hands funny.

“Yeah, Lando. I’ve known him since you’ve been karting. We’re friends.”

“I don’t trust him.”

You pinched the bridge of your nose, feeling a headache coming on. “I think you should go. Get ready for the race. I’ll see you in the paddock.”

─── ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅ ───

The race didn’t go in George’s favour. He blamed Lando, but you knew that George had a habit of working himself up without anyone’s help. It was a mechanical issue that led to his early retirement, but George was convinced Lando was at fault.

Lando did well, managing P6 with the help of a cascade of retirements and restarts, and he was in a great mood when he found you at the hotel restaurant later that night.

“I didn’t catch you in the paddock.”

“George has been refusing to talk to me so I left early.”

His smile dimmed and he pulled up the chair opposite you. “I didn’t think he’d react like this. I didn’t think he’d find out at all, actually.”

You fiddled with the napkin on your lap and sighed, “it’s not your fault. He’s just being childish.”

“He really hates me, huh?” Lando never thought he and George were best friends, but he never thought the other man hated him.

“He’s intimidated by you.”

“By me?”

If George wanted to have beef with Lando, the least you could do is tell Lando it existed. “Yeah, he has been for ages. I don’t know if he still does but he used to have google alerts set up for your name.”

“Really?”

You nodded, “I think it started when you got the McLaren seat and he went to Williams, even though he won F2. He thinks he deserved a better seat than you.”

“I knew he wanted the Mercedes seat earlier than he got it, but I didn’t know he was jealous of me.”

“It’s stupid. The whole thing is just this stupid rivalry he’s imagined up in his head to try and justify his shitty rookie season. I love my brother, but god he’s dramatic,” you huffed and brushed a strand of hair behind your ear.

“You know what he said to me when I left your room this morning? My mind is an impenetrable fortress.”

“That’s one of his favourites.” You both stared at each other before you burst out in laughter, only stopping when your cheeks finally started to ache.

Silence eventually fell over the table and Lando broke it with a croaky “about this morning. I had a really good time with you, but I don’t want to come between you and George-”

“I don’t care what George thinks,” you cut him off. As much as your brother’s words dug into your gut, you knew they weren't true and you definitely weren't going to let them stop you from seeing Lando again.

“Okay good,” he breathed a sigh of relief. “Because it would kill me if I never got to fuck you again.”

“Romantic,” your eyes sparkled and something inside your stomach sprung to life.

“You want romantic? Let me take you on a date.” He grinned when he added, “that’d really piss George off.”

If he wanted to play, you could play. “That’s the only reason you want to take me on a date?”

His grin turned sheepish, apparently he wasn't actually as good at this as he thought. “No. I also maybe kinda like being with you.”

You nudged his foot beneath the table. Smirking, you said, “careful, Norris, someone might think you’re falling for me.”

Lando was in trouble.

“Would that be so bad?”

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[headcanonenthusiast]

Alex Keller NSFW headcanons 

This was made with both masc and fem readers in mind. This man really has absolutely no content out there, so I'm here to provide for y'all 😎 Enjoy! (Also, sorry if this is a little dry. It's my first time posting headcanons 😔)

(I completely understand that this type of content is not everyone's cup of tea, and that's ok! But, please scroll and ignore if this type of content isn't your thing as opposed to leaving any sort of negative comments.) 

NSFW under the cut

-An absolute GOD at oral sex. He'll eat the pussy/suck dick as if he were famished

-Please smother him with your thighs when he eats you out/sucks you off. He'll be absolutely devastated if you don't. Doesn't care what your body type is, do it and he'll be happy for the rest of the week

"Fuckin smother me with those thighs, baby. What? No, no, don't you worry about me suffocating. If I do, then at least I'll die a happy man." 

-And if you look at him with any hint of unamusement, he'll chuckle and kiss your inner thigh. 

-Pays special attention to your clit/tip. He'll kiss at and slowly run his fingertips over it while complimenting your body. 

-"Look at this pretty little pussy/cock, baby. So adorable." 

-HEAVY on praise. Everything that falls from his mouth is either a moan or praise for you. 

-"Aw, fuck, dolly. You're taking me so well. Such a good girl/boy." 

-Prefers handjobs as opposed to head. Doesn't think you're bad at it or anything, just wants you to be able to respond to him when he talks.

-May not be big on head, but kiss his cock while your hands are wrapped around it and he might just cum right then and there. 

-Not very kinky at all, but he may have a bit of a breeding kink ngl..

-Mostly because he actually wants kids. Whether you can have them or not, he'll beg to fill you up. 

-Absolutely not a degrader. He'd feel way too bad. 

-If you really begged him, he might try degrading you, but that'll all melt away in five seconds as he gently kisses your face in apology, even if you're getting into it. 

"Oh, sunshine, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean it. Just don't think I could degrade someone so gorgeous/handsome." 

-Very vocal, but mostly with talking. He 100% talks you through it 

"Lift your leg up a little bit for me, baby. There we go, good girl/boy." 

-If you're insecure about your body in any way, he'll carefully run his fingertips over whatever's making you insecure while fingering/jerking you off in front of a mirror. 

-"Look at that amazing body, sweetheart. Takes me so well, makes me cum everytime..so beautiful/handsome. How could you hate a body like that, hm?" 

-"Hell you mean you're too chubby/skinny? You're the perfect size for me, darling." 

-Kisses and caresses any scars, stretchmarks, birthmarks or anything else on your body you may feel self-conscious about.

-If you space out at any point, or if he just wants your eyes on him, he'll click his tongue to snap you out of your thoughts. 

-Constantly asking if you're alright. If you ever start crying during the act, he'll stop in his tracks and fuss over you. 

"Oh God, are you okay? Did I hurt you, sunshine? Too rough?" 

-Then when you convince him that you were just crying because of how good he's fucking you, he sighs in relief and chuckles a little. 

"Silly girl/boy. Had me all scared for a sec." 

-Will leave hickeys on you and will let you do it to him, but always somewhere noone else will see. You're his precious dolly, afterall. Why would Alex ever embarass you over making those marks visible? 

-Besides, with the way he's got his arm snaked around your waist in public, everyone knows you're his 

-Leaves hickeys on your chest, thighs and stomach (will definitely leave more on your thighs/belly if you're chubbier.) 

-Tickles your neck with his facial hair on purpose and smirks when it makes you giggle. 

-Has a lighthearted mindset about sex. Not opposed to making jokes and giggling during, before or after the act. As long as you're both feeling good, he's happy.  

-Tells you that your pussy/dick/ass is the best in the world. Genuinely can't get enough of it. 

"Shit, baby. This fuckin' pussy/ass is gonna make me cum..you wanna make me cum, baby? Yeah? Keep riding me then..just like that." 

-Favorite positions are ones where you're on his lap. It feels so intimate and loving, the way he can feel your grip tighten on his shoulders and see every reaction you make as his cock smoothly fucks you. 

-Mostly quite gentle. Will go harder if you want, but he's very cautious not to hurt you at all. 

-Can easily be top or bottom. Just depends on his partner wants. If you're a top? He'll gladly let you do whatever you want. Bottom? He'll take care of all your needs and desires. Switch? He's happy to flip-flop around until you're happy. 

-Makes you use your words. Rarely does things without you begging for it beforehand. 

-"Come on, darling. You know you have to beg for what you want." 

-Honestly a bit of a teaser. He'll get a big smirk on his face when you just whine to get fucked instead of asking properly. Clicks his tongue and gives a super dramatic shake of his head 

-"Oh, baby doll. That's not how we ask for things. Speak up, love. Loud and clear." 

- Can't deny you for long, though. The moment you beg he's all over you. 

-Big on eye contact. Will turn your face towards him and give you his best puppy dog eyes until your eyes stay on him

-Your pleasure always comes first 

-4 inches soft, 6 inches hard and fat asf (lord have mercy 🙏🙏) 

-Aftercare is just as good as the sex. He'll run a warm bath/shower either you alone or the both of you and carefully wash whatever he can reach while sitting behind you. 

-"You did great, baby. You alright? Not sore, are ya?" "Good, good. My perfect princess/prince." 

-Then when you're both done washing up, you'd better drag your ass back to bed for one (or more) of the following: 

-#1: Cuddles

-#2: Movie/show marathon 

-#3: Round 2 >:) 

My first headcanons done! I'm sure y'all can tell that I'm an Alex girlie but honestly this man is so FINE 😫 how can I not be? I'll def make some SFW and Alex x chubby reader headcanons later, dw.

Let me know who I should do next! 

[faghubby]

Cum cuddle

"Look how big he is" Keri said showing me a pic of her holding his cock in her hand. I was naked cuddling next to her on the couch as she used her index and thumb to jerk me off.

"I could only take half down my throat. But he went slow when he fucked me. He laid me on my back and had my legs on his shoulders. I thought he was going to rip me in half. But when I got used to it I was begging for it all" she continued. I slid my hand over her satin blouse my finger tracing her bra thru the thin material.

"What are you doing?" She laughed. I looked into her eyes wanting her so bad. "Okay she" giggled. Unbuttoned her shirt. "Only the bra?" She warned me. As soon as she opened blouse though I came all over myself.

"Quick don't leak on the couch" Keri said pushing me to stand up. I grabbed my shirt and wiped the cum off my stomach. As I rushed off to the bathroom. As Keri laughed to herself. I felt ashamed I always did after I came. Keri had been cuckolding me for almost a year now. It had been 8 months since she even let me touch her in a sexual way. Instead she would find satistifaction in the arms of "real men". This had all started during a long weekend away. I had booked us in a romantic bed and breakfast on a lake. One morning we where headed to the lake to go swimming when we saw a man getting out of the water completely naked. Obviously had been skinny dipping. We hid behind a tree. Waiting for him to get dressed. But I noticed Keri kept peeking at him. Later back at our room I teased her about it.

"You kept checking him out" I laughed.

"So, he was big even with the water cold'' Keri shot back at me annoyed. I was trying to be playful I didn't want her to be upset.

"Baby, I didn't mean" I started but she was already in a mood. Fuck I thought had I messed up the whole weekend. She gave me the cold shoulder the rest of the day.

In the morning I woke up and Keri was gone. She must of woken up early and headed down to breakfast. I quickly got up an headed downstairs bit no Keri. There was no cell reception up here so I just sat and waited eating alone. Just as I was finishing Keri walked in with a tall man laughing.

"Here he is" she smiled. "Alex this is my husband Paul" she said introducing us. As they both grabbed a seat at the table. Both of there hair where wet.

"I got up early and went for a swim" Keri started "and ran into Alex here. He takes a dip every morning" she smiled. Was this the guy we had caught skinny dipping? I thought to myself. Alex was a nice guy who was up here to just recharge his batteries from the daily city pace. Soon we where all laughing and enjoying each other's company. Then me and Keri headed back to our room to change. We were planning on a hike around the lake. As soon as the door closed though Keri was all over me. She pushed me back on the bed. Then with confidence I had not experienced in bed she lowered herself sitting on my face. She ground into me as I licked and sucked her already wet pussy. She shuddered and came on my tounge then rolled off and laid beside me.

"I needed that" she sighed

"That wasn't about me though" I said rolling on top of her. Her eyes widened. She went to argue.

"Shh, it was Alex" I said softly. My throbbing dick teased her lips.

"No, i" Keri started.

"It's okay" I told her. As my dick slid inside her.

"Wait, you're not mad" she said pushing against my chest stopping me.

"Did you do anything?" I asked still rock hard trying to push into her.

"I don't think you would care if I did" she told me. I just smiled and she let go. I thrust into her. She let me fuck her she didn't even make a noise. I came quicker then usual.

"You got excited thinking about if I did do something?" Keri said "didn't you?"

"yes" I said barely above a whisper.

"I joined him, swimming today. And no I didn't wear a suit" she told me. My eyes wide. "Nothing happened we just enjoyed being free in nature" she told me. We showered and got dressed. We set out on our hike. About half way. Keri bought it up.

"How would you feel if I had done more then just swim?" She asked.

"I don't know" I told her

"Are you sure, what if I go swimming with him again tomorrow?" she asked. I looked down at the ground. She wanted my attention so she gently pushed me back against a tree. Pressing against me.

"What if I did more then swim?" She teased I knew she could feel me get hard in my shorts. "He is very big, might stretch me all out for you" she teased. I kissed her. "You want me to cheat on you don't you?" She asked. I just nodded.

"No tell me in words" she told me her hand reached into my shorts. Her hand cupped my balls thru my briefs.

"Yesm I love for you to let him have you" I moaned as I came in my pants. Keri rubbed my balls milking out all of my sperm. There was a big wet spot on the front of my shorts. The rest of the way back. Keri kept talking about having sex with other people.

"I would do it for you, bit I could never be okay with you having another woman." She told me. I confessed my cuckolding fetish. Having to explain cuckolding what was to my lovely bride as well. And how I loved how he had a much bigger cock.

By the time we had made it back to the cottage Keri had laid out a plan. I was to wait in our room tomorrow until she returned from her swimming date. We enjoyed the rest of the day together. That night Keri asked more about cuckolding and my fetishes. With no good internet connection she relied on me for information. She smiled alittle when I told her how much I had enjoyed her making me cum in my pants.

Keri had me orally please her again that night but denied me acress to her. Even telling me not to masterbate. Keri even saying Masterbate made my dick jerk. I lifted off to sleep. Again I woke alone. It was hours later that Keri came back to the room. She came straight to the bed and pulled off my briefs. I was naked as she kissed me. And played with my throbbing dick.

"It seems even smaller somehow" Keri told me. She guided my hand into her shorts she wore no underwear her pussy was wet and slimy

"He was amazing. He was even bigger then we thought" she told me. I exploded all over her hand and my stomach. With in seconds. Keri laughed outloud.

"That was fast" she laughed. We got in the shower together and in great detail she told me how he had grabbed her and held her in the air as he fucked her. How she had screamed so loud she was sure everyone must of heard. All while she teased my body. I came a second time before we got out of the shower. I had her lay on the bed where I rubbed lotion over every inch of her body. When I finished Keri saw I was hard yet again.

"You really like this don't you" she teased. I just moaned. She again made me wait but teasing me keeping me on edge until the next morning after she met Alex again. This time she sucked his cock and he fucked her from behind. We had to get on the road. So I was still hard when I drove away. Out of the mountains and internet again Keri browsed through websites as I drove.

"Paul, I am going to find real men to satisfy me from now on" she stated. "You are small, no stamina, and let's face it not very take charge type' I didn't argue just agreeded. Keri asked hundreds of questions now thst she was learning what other men like me wanted.

Chastity, panties, humiliation, pegging, cocksucking, fluffing, watching? The list went on and on I tried to answer as truthfully as I could. Unsure on some things.

it was decided mostly by her that I would never be inside her again. And I could expect handjobs as my new sexual release. Keri also started making dating profiles for herself especially to ,yet men who wanted a married woman. Within days Keri had already set up dates.

I helped her get dressed and ready to meet these men. Learning to paint her nails or style her hair. Also picking out and buying lingerie for her to wear for them. Keri would have me use her vibrator on her or orally please her if they used a condom on her if they failed to satisfy her when she got home. This happened about 50% of the time. Then she would jerk me off as she told me everything they did to her. Like this night Keri was usuallu dressed but would have me completely naked during our cuddle time.

I was still naked bit cleaned off when I returned from the bathroom.

"Do you miss touching me?" Keri asked she had removed her blouse. Her red lace bra seemed about to burst as her breast heaved as she spoke. She spread her legs. Her panties in a ball on the table.

"If you clean him from me I will let you do whatever you want" she told me. We had discussed this I had no interest in eating a creampie.

But I was tempted, I wanted her.

"Try it one minute, if you don't like it you can still have me" Keri told me. She spread her legs further her skirt rode up exposing her pussy. Dried cum visible on her thigh. I hesitated

"30 seconds, take or leave it" Keri said starting to close her legs I dropped and pulled her knees apart. I had to get this over with and dove in. I could taste him straight away. Keri ran her hands through my hair her leg slid between mine and she teased my balls with her foot. The mixed juices of Keri and her lover flowed across my tounge. As Keri rested her calf against my throbbing member. I didn't even realize I was humping her leg like a dog in heat. As I consumed, no devoured her. I didn't know how long I was between her legs. The flavor became more just Keri. As she pulled my hair and came on my tounge. At the same time I pushed hard against her leg and came all over her as well. Keri stroked my hair as I just laid there with my head on her lap.

"That was amazing" Keri told me. "Do you still want to have me" she giggled her foot rubbing my empty balls and soft dick. We sat there awhile. Before we got up and got cleaned up and headed to bed. Keri cuddled up to me.

"You know you will do that everytime from now on" she reached into my underwear to find me hard as hse told me. As she slowly stroked me until I came in my briefs again. She had me sleep in my messy underwear. As she held me until I fell asleep.

[lovethetasteofnothing]

You have a thing for accents, they find out/ you have an accent - TF 141, Los Vaqueros + Farah + Valeria + Alex

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includes: captain price, simon "ghost" riley, kyle "gaz" garrick, johnny "soap" mactavish, kate laswell, farah karim, alex keller, alejandro vargas, rodolfo "rudy" parra, valeria garza (everyone getting fed today; yes the boys get their smutty content too)

gn!reader, except for laswell x fem!reader (she's a lesbian, argue w the wall), fem terms of endearment

warnings: nsfw content, dirty talk (like a lot), degradation kink, praise kink (yes, you get both) reader has a tendecy to repeat words they like the sound of (pretty much copies the way they say it bc it sounds nice), multiple themes idk what i'm talking about atp

word count: 2.5k+, aprox. 250 words/ character

enjoy <3

Captain John Price

he doesn't notice it at first, he just thinks you're smiling because his dad jokes are good

you say he sounds like a regular British dad at a football match (yes, football, I'm European too)

it makes his day because if he hadn't joined the military he would have probably been one by now

you call him Bravo 0-6 sometimes, you say it in his accent because why wouldn't you

repeating his favorite phrases from missions that he brags about because you think it's cute

insert cute Price smiley face here when he hears you(bc i love it so much)

you asked him for wa-ah once, he still isn't over it

you call him a lad/old man if his accent becomes really prominent

but you can't help the way his words make your heart race and the way he says them...

your underwear is sopping wet, your honor!

you freeze up and blush when he pulls off the filthiest sentence in a British accent

when he starts talking dirty during sex you can't help but moan louder/twitch/squeeze around him

that's when he figures it out

it kind of just connects in his brain and he uses it to his advantage

"look at the way you're taking me so good, princess"

will not let you live, constantly teases you about it

he'd call you 'princess' and 'duckling'

you quack at him if you're reallly feeling silly

recorded you doing it once, his favorite video of you by far

Simon "Ghost" Riley

you call him posh just to annoy him

gives you the hardest side eye of your entire life and you take it back

you tell him the Queen died and he doesn't have to keep the act up when he really pushes it (he calls you a tosser)

insert one of his dad jokes in here

you only laugh because you love him and your humor is broken

probably uses 'bloody' on the regular; calls you 'luv' and 'pet" 100%

like that man could just pull out a "What in the bloody hell did you just do, pet?" and you'd turn back time to make him happy

calls you his princess. emphasis on 'his" because it's never missing

definitely also the type of person to just copy whatever you said if he likes the way it sounds

when you're arguing, you just copy the phrases he said as arguments

good that the mask hides his smile or he'd always lose

loves the fact that you use terms of endearment in your native language for him (for my multilingual babes)

struggles to learn your native language but still tries

listens in on your conversations just so he can learn it better

upset when he can't learn bc his job doesn't give him enough time

turns into a big softie if you scold him in it

you record phone calls and save voice notes so you can listen to them while he's gone on missions

just the sound of his voice is so hot comforting

dirty talker supreme! i feel like he'd praise you more but there's a hint of degradation

just like a sparkle and he'd ask you five times beforehand if it's okay with you

you can't help it when your brain goes blank, the sound of his voice filling up every single corner of your mind (his dick does the same)

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick

you also call him posh

actually pulls out a posh accent to egg you on

you're both laughing so hard by the end of it

pulls out the most British of British sentences and leaves you shocked because the only word you understood was 'and'

clap because that's impressive

loves your accent if you have one

makes you say a word three times because he's fucking head over heels for the way your voice sounds

dirty talk champ!

but only when he feels like it

makes you beg for him to do it because he thinks you look cute on your knees so pouty

"my love, look at you getting all wet just from the sound of my voice. isn't that cute?"

his laugh!!

makes you laugh too even if nothing is funny

sends you long voice notes with how his day went or cuddles you on the couch while doing it

and you just sit and nod while listening, not saying a word

not because you're bored but because you love listening to the way he emphasizes certain words

type of boyfriend to send you a podcast of a debrief of his activities

he does it while coming back from missions even though his voice is so tired

and it just makes your heart skip a beat because it tingles your brain in the right spot

groggy morning voice, his accent all over the place, stumbling over his words because he got home late last night and barely slept

mumbles incoherent compliments? confessions? before you kiss him and make him get more rest

Johnny "Soap" Mactavish

literally pulls out the most Scottish sentence out of his ass

and you fold for some reason???

he's confused because he's used to Ghost telling him to speak English but you just nod along

you also ask him to translate because you don't understand

you pick up some of the phrases he likes to say and use them around your friends before you realize they won't understand

you try to decipher his accent sometimes

you either nod along even though you don't understand and hope you don't need the context

or you ask him to use less Scottish terminology/tone down his accent

you'd repeat certain phrases he says, out loud when doing random things

it melts his heart

he'd say the funniest joke ever and laugh at it for 10 minutes before realizing you didn't understand him

he explains it, you laugh because you don't want to hurt his feelings (it was a dad joke)

giggled a little the first time he talked dirty, you were flustered already and couldn't hold it back

you make him send you voice notes/ call you when you're masturbating now

his fucking pleasure tbh, has to hide from his team so they don't hear him spewing the filthiest shit known to man

someone caught him once, he said he was talking to his mom

Gaz is now confused as to why he would use 'cunt' in a conversation with his mom

starts saying his Scottish lover's speech and you mumble parts of it because you already know it by heart

you actually start saying it with him at some point

Kate Laswell

really concerned? but also not surprised that you have an accent/voice kink

like wdym call you 'her angel' again because you need to hear the way she says it

pulls out American mom slang on you

you call her mommy as a joke, it wasn't a joke

she catches on because it's not the first time you did it but doesn't say anything about it

understands people with heavy accents like almost perfectly

"i have to"

would pick up little words in your native language

you would also pick up her mom monologue

so when soap does something dumb and you start scolding him like Laswell would you're a little shocked

she'd be somewhere nearby and hear you, little proud smile on her lips

you have to explain whatever slang you're using to her

finally understands what gaz and soap say afterwards

i dont think she'd be big on dirty talk

so when it slips out once, you stare at her in confusion before processing her words

you beg her to do it more often

literally sitting on her lap while she does her paperwork (surprising that she even let you do that)

and you whisper sweet nothings in her ear, trying to convince her to take a break and relax

"come on, hun, you know I can't do that. people depend on me" in that cute concerned tone of hers <3 <3

pulls out the filthiest flirting tactics known to man when a little drunk

"how about you sit there and look pretty for me?" and you do

she pulls you in her car and fingers you until you're screaming while whispering about how cute you sound

it changes your brain chemistry

Farah Karim

disappointed but not surprised

she feeds into your kink thing just because she can

catches you staring in awe when she speaks in Arabic, finds it adorable

lowkey find the way she talks mesmerizing

like you can listen to her voice and watch the way she gesticulates for hours on end

has that leader/public speaker charisma to her that gets you hooked

barks orders at you because she forgets she's not on mission

apologizes immediately because you're her baby and she feels bad about it

also scolds you in Arabic before translating

bilingual queen chastises you in two languages because you did something dumb

but you die inside whenever she praises you

"my good girl, you did well" like yes ma'am, yes you did and you'll do it again if it means you can hear those words coming out of her mouth again

tries to do dirty talk but fails miserably (her face is too serious istg)

makes you un-horny not because it's that bad but because you're laughing so hard for like 10 minutes, you have to comfort her afterwards bc she's sulking not amused

you just weren't used to it

asks Alex for tips on how to improve (she's really sacrificing her dignity for you)

decided to use her new skills when you were close to climaxing because you'd probably be too dazed to care at that point

you weren't, you still remember her words to this day

you play back every single filthy thing she ever said when you masturbate

Alex Keller

our American boy™

you make him do the college bro accent

you both end up laughing on the floor because you joined in and made it funnier

pure chaos ensues

if you have an accent he'd look at you with the most lovestruck eyes

literally grinning ear to ear if you speak in your native language, this man is the biggest simp known to exist

wants to hear jokes in your native language even though they make no sense when translated

he can mimick some British slang/ can say some words in a British accent

you tell him to stick to his American English because he's hurting your ears

you mimick him lovingly when he uses really American phrases/ his accent becomes really white boy™ from the USA

he flirts in frat boy sometimes but it's Alex so you find it cute

another dirty talk champ!

like his voice is so smooth and soothing while he says it. his face is just unbothered, maybe a little smirk under his mustache

"such a sweet angel, already soaking for my dick, hm?"

insert ocean cosplay here

I feel like he'd mimick Siri and be on point

also reads you books while you try to sleep, his voice really does wonders whenever you have insomia

you make him record himself reading so you can listen to it on repeat while he's on duty

Valeria Garza

she figures it out in the first week of dating you

you still don't understand how she did it, you weren't that obvious

she said Chicago once (literally went feral over cartel mommy)

it plays on loop in your mind at random times and you have to ask her to say it again so it stops, she refuses sometimes just to see you suffer

you also copy her facial expressions and her gestures when you repeat something she says

lowkey impressed by how spot on you are, thinks of ways to use it for her own benefit

teaches you Spanish!!! she'd do it herself and give you hw while she's gone on business trips

she'd bend you over her lap and spank you for every question you got wrong

speaks whole dialogues with you in Spanish just to encourage you to learn, would not translate if you didn't understand (her lap looking hella empty rn)

so happy when you can finally understand most of her sentences but doesn't show it, just praises you

"Qué bonito... que bien ahí. Well done" (iykyk, I watch that scene religiously)

Spanglish all the way when she's fucking you

She'd just slide her strap in and degrade you

"Such a greedy slut for me. Aren't you, muñequita?" she wouldn't move until you confirmed it with words

"Eres una chica tan patética" (google translate pulls through until i actually learn Spanish)

she started arguing in Spanish with you at some point, you got wet

she had to stop when she noticed you were looking at her like that

Alejandro Vargas

literally frat boy flirting archetype

but he's so nice and you can't help giggling when he calls you those cute nicknames in Spanish

you start calling him Vaquero because really look at him, tell me he wouldn't be a ranch hand if he weren't in the military

spews out the most toe curling, smutty sentences in Spanish because he knows you don't understand

literally only does it so he can see your cute confused face

would also teach you Spanish

had a period of time when he would refuse to use English with you because you needed to learn

he stopped when you cried in frustration (literally lasted 3 hours)

big simp if you have an accent

just smiles while you talk and when you ask him why he just shrugs

learns random cute phrases in your first language and says them while you least expect it

you had to stop for a second and take it in before blushing

you sometimes share one singular multilingual braincell

when neither of you can remember the word in English or in any other language

the toaster is now officially the bread torch

figures out you have a thing for accents when you keep talking about how nice he sounds while speaking Spanish

it's being used against you

"Eres un cachorro tan guarro~

makes fun of you because you listen to his voice notes on repeat sometimes

he caught you doing it once and now he brings it up biweekly

Rodolfo "Rudy" Parra

my fav vaquero (sorry Alejandro) bc he's just so sweet

literally praises everything you do, bonus points if it's in Spanish

makes your heart beat so fast

if you get mad he'd wrap his arms around you while trying to calm you down

"Calma, bebé. Take it easy"

and it works? like the moment you hear his voice and his gentle words you're calm again

there's something tranquil about the way he says stuff

mostly uses Spanish right after waking up

gruffy voice + him whispering sweet nothings in your ear

and you understand most of it because he took his sweet time to teach you

corrects you in the sweetest way possible

so happy when you learned how to roll your Rs

begs you to say it again because it makes his heart flutter

soft dom who loves to praise you even if you're being a brat

"Ah mi princesita, you're being so cute right now. " while he's pinning you down and pressing kisses to your whole body

literally kills you with kindness

like you're really going to be a brat after he calls you all those sweet names???

literally giggling and moaning at the same time because you're flustered

like this man is really telling you he loves you while he's balls deep in you

struggles to learn your native language

powers through tho

stumbles on his words and you help him out (that cute boy smile on his face when he gets it right)

rarely yells but when he does...

he got mad at someone over the phone and you overheard him

changes your brain structure

and then he picks you up to complain about it, his annoyed voice literally fueling scenarios to your brain

[firenati0n]

wip wednesday <3 :)

hello friends :) happy wednesday, hope you are well! happiest of birthdays to my babygirl Alex Claremont-Diaz, love you endlessly my beautiful big brained bisexual disaster with a heart of gold

thank you to @jellibuns @junebugclaremontdiaz @violetbaudelaire-quagmire @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @piratefalls @bigassbowlingballhead @leojfitz @ships-to-sail @suseagull04 @dragonflylady77 @kiwiana-writes @onthewaytosomewhere @wordsofhoneydew @priincebutt @magicandarchery @leaves-of-laurelin @eusuntgratie @duchessdepolignaca03 @saturntheday @itsmaybitheway @captainjunglegym @indestructibleheart @oxfordslutphase @tailsbeth-writes for the tags this week and on sunday :)

here's a snip from a tiny spy au coming this week if i can wrangle these men into submission:

“I'm serious, Alex. No theatrics. Certainly no blood. What's the code for trouble?” “Barracuda.” Henry clicks his tongue. “Too many syllables for my taste.” “Your name is too many syllables for my taste, yet you don't see me complaining.” “Touché.” He grasps Alex's shoulder, taking a long look into Alex's eyes. Henry's body is serene, but his eyes are always his tell for Alex. They're cloudy, tense; murky waters. “Be careful, please. We both know how dangerous these men are. Manu is unpredictable, even as the mafia equivalent of a middle manager.” “Aw, worried about me, sweetheart?” Alex grins, but it's a little unsteady, faltering at the edges. “Henry. This is easy. And if I’m lucky, no dicks will have to come out.” He laughs, but there’s no humor in it. He really, really doesn’t want any dicks out this time. “See you in five, okay?” He squeezes Henry's arm, then slips out of the supply closet. Back to work.

xoxo roop

+ no pressure tags below the cut and open tag as always <3 tag me if you use :)

@ninzied @cha-melodius @sparklepocalypse @cricketnationrise @orchidscript @getmehighonmagic @myheartalivewrites @welcometololaland @anincompletelist @nocoastposts @tintagel-or-cockleshells @sherryvalli @lizzie-bennetdarcy @heysweetheart-writes @inexplicablymine @onward--upward @celeritas2997 @affectionatelyrs @14carrotghoul @rmd-writes @cultofsappho @anchoredarchangel @candyspandemonium @porcelainmortal @kj-bee @nontoxic-writes

[onthewaytosomewhere]

okay luvs ... here we go it's still wed (by like 3 hrs prolly depending how long this takes me to get done and how many times i get distracted)

💚first the good part thanks ever so much for all the tags today - y'all have been busy and i so appreciate them all (and am excited to go read ur words) @tailsbeth-writes @firstprincehornyramblings @thighzp @priincebutt @cha-melodius

@sophie1973 @tinyarmedtrex @mikibwrites @henryspearl @typicalopposite

@firstsprinces @seths-rogens @firenati0n @porcelainmortal @stellarmeadow

okay so for today's words we're getting a scenc from one of the sequels that i'm working on for next month to that were!alex/vamp!henry coffee shop au from the end of july

under the cut for (yeah you guessed it) smut DO I NEED TO WARN FOR WERE!ALEX GETTING OFF AS HIS WOLF? - IF SO UR WARNED

💚 AND BIG OPEN TAG IF I MISS YA IN THE TAGS UNDER IT (OR YA JUST WANNA PLAY)

Alex thinks about nothing but Henry that night. How if he took Henry up on his offer, the drive he makes once a month would no longer be necessary. He also thinks about the other things, the “benefits” of having Henry with him when he’s so keyed-up that running isn’t enough. He thinks about that so much that he does something he’s never done before when shifted—he finds a remote spot and attempts to get himself off in wolf form. He’s leaning against a tree with his hand around himself; he’s careful of the elongated nails he gets when shifted. The last thing he wants to explain is accidentally clawing his dick up. Luckily his cock is fatter when he’s in wolf form, so his loose hand grip is enough to get him off without a lot of extra effort. He’s panting, thinking about Henry as he brings himself over the edge. The “Oh, fuck, Henry” that slips out of his lips carries on the wind almost as much as the howl that follows. He’s not come in his wolf form before, so the knot that forms as he’s coming is a bit of a shock. He didn’t know that was actually a thing outside fantasy novels. The time it takes to go away is a bit more of one; why does anyone need to be connected to another being for that long? He still beats off before he gets dressed and drives back to Henry’s place because getting off that one time was not nearly enough when he’s been thinking about Henry all night. His wolf is inordinately interested in getting Henry under him—or over him—he doesn’t seem that particular, really. Henry is waiting for him when he gets home, and Alex is still so filled with lust that they don’t make it past the living room the first time Alex gets his mouth around Henry’s cock. He uses his mouth to get him hard, sucking at the tip and licking him to the point Alex knows that if he takes him in his mouth, he’ll be falling over the edge in no time. It’s so quick, and Alex comes just from rubbing his cock through his pants as Henry shoots down his throat.

alright and a couple tags off the top of my head shall we (and yeah you may have done this and i missed it lolz we'll just assume i stole ur open tag that ya prolly have) @adreamareads @blueeyedgrlwrites @catdadacd @caterpills @emmalostinwonderland

@england-would-fall @forever-fixating @getmehighonmagic @judasofsuburbia @thinkof-england

@piratefalls @suseagull04 @taste-thewaste @thesleepyskipper @eusuntgratie

@sparklepocalypse @kiwiana-writes (yes i know it's so no longer wed by you but if you did do this you have an open tag - i just haven't looked yet lolz)

and i don't know all the peeps i'm forgetting lolz i luv y'all my brain is just broken

[not-poignant]

Daily excerpt from today's writing, chapter 45 of A Stain that Won't Dissolve:

‘Maybe. And maybe you’ll hate it. I don’t know. Also, do you need a word to stop everything, if you want things to stop?’ What the fuck? ‘Like if you need to tap out. You might need something like that.’ ‘I don’t need a girly fucking word to tap out,’ Alex said indignantly. ‘What kind of weak-ass piece of-’ Sebastian held up a hand, his expression had changed so quickly. He almost looked mad. And Alex didn’t know what the big deal was. ‘You like to struggle,’ Sebastian said. ‘We talked about everything after, you’re turned on today, we’re both thinking about shit we’ve done, but you also told me that it hurt, to wait, to not push as deep, and that I had to stop, and I didn’t. And I could tell you were into that, but what am I going to do if you really mean it?’ ‘I mean I really meant that it fucking hurt,’ Alex said, frowning. ‘I wasn’t lying.’ ‘No, I know, but like- Come on, be real with me here. How am I going to know for real if you’ve had enough?’ ‘You’ll fucking know.’ Sebastian folded his arms, and Alex felt like a little kid getting scolded. It was kind of hot, but he also hated it. He pressed his lips together in a small frown and just wanted to get to the bedroom already, even if he was pretty sure he couldn’t jerk off in front of Sebastian, he was also pretty sure he could just…coax Sebastian into bypassing that part completely. ‘I don’t know!’ Alex exploded. ‘I’ll deck you? I’ll start crying like a little girl? My ass will tighten so much your dick will fall off? I don’t know. I like the shit we’ve done, okay, even if I’ve hated some of it in the moment. Why’re you acting like I suddenly want the softest, nicest-’

[specterings]

thinking about alex keller being your puppy

nsfw under the cut

cw / pet play as a life style, ftm alex &. ftm reader, collars &. leashes, oral (both receiving), strap ons, strap on w/ a knot, penetrating for alex &. reader, pillow humping, boot grinding / worship, frotting, squirting, implied breeding kink, alex is called puppy, pup, etc, ftm terms used: cunt, pussy, cock, dick

thinking about alex who loves being on his knees for you. loves letting you pet his head, loves laying on the couch, curled up with you. loves wearing collars with your name on the back of the tag.

loves letting you plan out his meals and cook for him, making sure your pup only gets the best. loves when you’re both out at the bar with friends and your hand is always clasped on the back of his neck, or resting heavy on his thigh. loves being your little accessory.

alex who loves eating you out, who loves having his snout buried in your cunt and lapping and whining. alex who loved when hes sleeping on his dog bed under your desk and then waking up feeling you lazily slightly the toe of your boot between his legs, knocking against his little dick. “jus’ wanted to shine my shoes, puppy. go back to sleep,” even though you know he cant.

alex getting on his knees and grinding against your boots, rubbing his cunt all over the black leather to make it shine because hes a good boy, okay? he is. he knows its not enough to get him off, that its just working him up, but the more worked up he is the slicker his pussy is the shinier your shoes are. he humps against it like a mutt under youre nudging his thigh with the other boot and hes switching over, puffy little cock desperate and aching, but still being such a good boy for you and shining your shoes.

when hes finally done, and he sees his slick starting to dry on your other boot, he leans down to lick it clean, slotting a pillow between his thighs to hump against as you laugh at him for being so desperate.

alex who loves rubbing your cocks together, who loves to be pinned down to the bed and forced to just accept the fact that youre just teasing him, rubbing your pussies together, your bigger dick nudging his every so often but dragging through his folds until you cum. then leaning down and sucking him off until he’s squealing as he squirts.

alex who loves when you let him fuck you, a big cock with a knot at the end plunging into you as you call him your good boy, your sweet puppy, that you never could find a better puppy. alex who only shoves the knot in when he cums, panting into your neck as he grinds it deeper into you, stupid puppy brain telling him he needs to make sure it takes.

alex who also loves when you fuck him, leash attached to his collar and pulling it back so he’ll arch his back. silicone tail plug wagging as you pound into him. “this why you chewed up my cord, huh?” you grunt, snapping your hips into his, “your little puppy parts not getting enough attention? poor baby. gotta make sure youre always stuffed full so you dont act out, huh? should get another puppy in here, let him fuck you whenever you want so you’ll stop bothering me.”

[notquiterobin]

Into/explanation/boundaries post:

So into/explanation first: This is a DC rp blog with an oc of mine! If you don’t like things like that, just don’t interact with it, if you do that’s great! Feel free to interact through reblogs, comments, or asks! So going into the actual character:

Alexandra Catherine Todd-Wayne:

- Daughter of Willis and Catherine Todd

- Younger sister/sibling of Jason Todd (6 years younger)

- Adopted by Bruce Wayne at age 5 with Jason

- 16 years old

- Ace lesbian and Demigirl

- Aspired to be Robin when she was younger, is now a non-Batman-approved vigilante named Corvid (as a lot of corvids are preditors of robins, plus it’s the name I usually use online/lh)

- Generally keeps the non-killing rule as Corvid, but is a bit more harsh then some of the other bats

- Has similar goals to the robins (improving Gotham, keeping down crime, and generally keeping people safe) but after Jason’s death no longer wanted the moniker

- General appearance stuff: | 16 | 5,1 | blue eyes | black hair | human | has a few scars but notably one on the side of her left cheek |

- closest to Jason, but still very close to most other members of the batfamily

- In true bat fashion is usually very closed off about trauma and other emotional issues

- Nicknames: Alex (name they usually go by), Allie (mainly used when they were younger, so mostly used by Jason, Dick, Barbara, or Bruce), Lexie (less used, still open to it)

- lmk if I forgot anything important

Boundaries section:

Dni’s:

- Homophobes

- Transphobes

- Ableist’s (I’m disabled, a lot of that will reflect in any character I write or make)

- Racists

- Zionism

- Terf’s

- BATCEST. (I do not care how you try to rationalize it, I don’t want to see any Dick/Jason, Bruce/any of his children, Alfred/any of his grandkids. Any Dick/Tim, Jason/Tim, or Damian/Tim. Just no batcest okay?

- I’m dyslexic, if you find spelling mistakes please just ignore them unless they completely change the meaning of the scentence, autocorrect can’t catch everything

About me:

So if you got this far, hi! I’m Raven/Corvid (Corvid is mostly an online name but Raven is my name),

I got by primarily They/Them pronouns, I’m an aroace (maybe oriented? Let’s just say questioning/lh) Non-Binary teenager,

and I am a minor so please keep that in mind (I’m fine with any ages on here just keep it in mind that I’m under 18),

I’m disabled (not gonna put out my whole medical history but shortly put: chronic pain, t1d, autism & adhd, c!ptsd, dyslexia)

I’m a pretty longtime DC lover (on and off since I was 5), mostly Batman and Batman adjacent stuff, hellblazer, green arrow, young justice, and teen titans

Al Ghul lover, seriously I love them sm

Very into music (specifically Hole, Nirvana, Babes in Toyland, Big theif, Fiona apple, Mcr, Bauhaus, Siouxsie and the Bandhees, The cure, Ghost, Green Day, Alex G, and Elliott Smith)

^ also if you think Courtney killed Kurt fuck off, seriously I’m not going to argue with you, either don’t bring it up or just go away

Closing stuff:

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WIP Wednesday!

I was tagged by @ssmtskw and @littlemisskittentoes this time! (both your fics look SO GOOD)

I'm really excited this week because. Okay, listen. I started a new WIP. I had, like, five already, but we were talking in the server last week about how there are almost no "Alex fell first" fics, which is kind of understandable because it's hard to come up with a scenario where it would be him instead of Henry, BUT! I was thinking about it a couple days ago, and I swear, it was an actual lightbulb moment.

Everyone who's read the book knows Alex had a massive crush on Henry way before he realized it for himself, and I'm convinced that crush goes all the way back to the days of J14 magazine. I mean, come on, sneaking into June's room to touch a picture of Henry's hair? Multiple times? 😂 Alex, bless your heart, babe.

Anyway, that led my train of thought to Alex getting snubbed at Rio, and the whole concept of unrequited crushes, and then came the lightbulb moment: Hanahaki AU. I've seen a few where Henry has it, but only, like, one where Alex does. And now there will be another! This is not the kind of vibe I usually go for with my writing, but it's been fun to branch out!

It's, um, slightly evil (big whumpy angst vibes), as I have already been told several times by multiple people in the server who have seen snippets, but I'm having so much fun writing it. So, here's a snippet from my newest WIP, which will either be titled "i picked the petals, he loves me not" OR "come and meet me in my garden"

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Alex has been snubbed by political peers plenty of times before, and he would be probably snubbed by plenty more, but for some reason this rejection had hurt a hell of a lot more than any other. His heart had dropped into his stomach when Henry turned away from him, with that look on his face like if he didn’t get away from Alex fast enough, he might give him fleas.

The thing is (and it’s kind of embarrassing to admit, even to himself), Alex used to look up to Henry. Until pretty recently, as a matter of fact.

Recently, as in, about two hours ago.

He’d always been aware of Prince Henry as a general concept. The royal family is always in the news for some reason or another, so Alex grew up seeing candid shots of Henry with his parents and siblings in magazine spreads, in waiting rooms and grocery store check-outs. But he can still remember the first time he saw a picture of Henry in one of June’s magazines where he hadn’t been with the rest of his family, just featured on his own in one of those locker-sized tear-out posters, with his name printed across the page in big block lettering and a little blurb about his hobbies in the corner. Henry had looked so bright, and happy, and full of life, and easy-going. Alex had been maybe a little bit obsessed with that picture for… a solid two years. Though his obsession with the boy in the picture ended up lasting much longer.

For all the fucking good it did him, in the end.

How does the saying go? Never meet your heroes. Alex gets it, now.

If Henry really is the reason he’s spending his evening coughing up flowers instead of getting wasted at the diving finals with his sister and best friend, Alex doesn’t know if he should be madder at Henry for being a dick, or at himself for being naive enough to believe they could be friends.

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I think I've already seen some of these people's posts on my dash today, but I'm gonna go ahead and tag @read-and-write-, @suseagull04, @affectionatelyrs, @inexplicablymine, and @anincompletelist!

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I saw that Lando was angry and sad, but I knew it was my fucking fault, since coming out, I haven't called him even once.

"Lando, wait, this is my fault, yes, I made a mistake. I should have called you or written to you, but you kissed me. I don't know where to put this, sorry." Looking ahead, I knew this would be hard to digest, even if Logan was watching us. ,,What now?"

"Oscar, are you aware that Lando has a boyfriend?" I laughed at Oscar, who completely freezes upon hearing the news. "Boyfriend?" Who?" I was hoping something or someone from the background would film us or take photos. "I don't know if the birds are fluttering whether it's a Formula 2 guy or Charles' younger brother, I don't know the details either, only that they got together in the penultimate race." My reaction was a slap in the face, but a good one for Logan. "You got this on behalf of Charles, he would do the same for Arthur, damn he loves girls." "It's half true that he's bisexual and Charles knows it." "Fuck or not, Logan"

He giggled at them, his two cubs came last year and are already rumored to be cute. "Is it okay, boys, that the rumor is about my younger brother?" I beat them in the back. "I didn't say that he is with him centrally, but it could also be that he is dating a Formula 2 guy right now, Lando, don't say stupid things." I shook my head because that's what I heard, because they always said that to each other. ,,With who? Ollie?” ,.I don't think Paul or Zak. But they also say that Lando is a transboy and that he will have surgeries, but I think this is just a rumor." Lando was born a girl but claimed to be a boy and they already had and did he already have surgery? What?" ,, It's stopping, I see, I'm here too, fuck you!!! Yes, I was born as a girl, I went through hormone treatment first, ok, I went to a psychologist for a long time before that and only then did I have surgery, you bastards know what a horrible feeling it is when your breasts are taken off you for the fuck, but in the meantime you still menstruated every month because you can't do anything with the fallopian tubes, you stupid idiots . What if I have a boyfriend? Get it! Between you?!”

I started sobbing holding my face again, fuck you stupid American bastard Logan. "Logan, if you do this shit, I'll tell you and your brother Summer Pertty and I'll spit at Jenny Han, you fucking know that I love both the book and the series, you bastard!!!!" I cut my neck and buried my face in my palm, not only sobbing, I started burping. "There's nothing wrong with Lando, he just knows what he's told, it's all rumours." "It's not the OSC, it's true that I got together with one of the F2 drivers and I should have said that, it was even time to coming out a couple of years ago and I wasn't brave enough to stand up and admit it." I cut my beasball hat to the ground, then fell to my knees and howled and burped more than when I was one of the many girls. "Lando?" Osc and Charles hugged me and I hid between them and began to tremble, I could tell this secret was big, but damn big. "What's going on?" "Alex, not now..."

"Is everything okay, Lando?" "Don't fuck me Alex!!!!! Logan, your fucking teammate found out about everything and told Ocsar first and then to Charles, he hates me like a dick!!!!!" "I missed what you were saying?" I'm sorry, but you know that apart from drinking beer, we almost never meet anywhere, buddy." "He said that the fact that I wasn't born a boy has nothing to do with it, I'm a trans boy at the age of twenty-four, I'm more of a trans boy, but I wasn't born a boy, this fucking big thing." "You could have said that even in your old age, Lando, that you were born in the wrong body, and I'll accept you anyway, right?" "I'm gay, I'm gay, and if no one is paying attention or if they don't take me seriously, I'll put on make-up for a more serious date with my boyfriend." "Do you have a boyfriend since you and the mysterious guy started dating?" I crouched down in front of him and caressed his face and he was looking at himself, playing with his lips, I knew he could say something but he didn't dare. "It's been going on for half a year, but it's very secret and he's an F2 guy." I looked up at him and my stomach couldn't take it anymore and I threw up shaking, but this morning vomiting has been going on for three weeks, but I don't understand why it's taking so long, I'm out of it, Sorry, but I'm looking for a pharmacy and taking a pregnancy test, because this is what's causing me to freak out . I'm really sorry guys.” I shouted and ran away.

"Old friend Lando, where are you running again?" Based on the videos, you've been running around the city all week, is that how much you train, my friend?" I ran after Lando, who didn't even notice until I poked him twice on the shoulder, "I'm sorry Carlos, I'm just running to the pharmacy, Max suddenly had an upset stomach and in the middle of the night he sat on the toilet or threw up, I'll take him something to the hotel to make him better, I'm a true childhood friend in this case .” I smiled and crossed my fingers because I lied again. "Nana, you've been lying since you told me you're a trans boy and the first pregnancy worry..." "I'm sorry, I might have failed because I'm three weeks late and I'm nervous, I'm going to get myself tested and yes..." "Landooo, you were NonoRris again and a younger one I liked you boy, who is it?" ,,Fuck Carlos!!!!! Ollie what about you???? heh????” "You idiot, when you got together you were only seventeen, almost pedophilia, are you normal???" I looked in front of me, I put my harp on my lips and showed my middle finger, then I kicked him, "Fuck and he went in too and his family knows him, stupid animal!!!!" Sobbing, I ran on, I didn't care about anyone and nothing, it's not that he's right, it could be a scandal, and we got together, Charile and I, Nick from Heartsopper, and on top of that, it's a secret, which is even sexier, everyone in our relationship can get in on it.

"Thank you, ma'am, one of my friend's girlfriends is going to have a dowry, she is worried that she is pregnant." I ended up coming out of one of these local Asda-like places with an embarrassed face because the pharmacy I was in didn't have a test anywhere, and suddenly there was a shortage of items everywhere. "Lando, what's wrong with me?" "Nothing, nothing Ollie, I just bought myself an apple mini chocolate cake, suddenly I wanted it." "Well, I'll believe it if it's called a pregnancy test and it's not seven days old because that's what's written on it, you're so naive, Landi, a few times, that you've also accepted that boys can be pregnant, come on, let's add that to the list to a WAG.” "I can't be pregnant. How can I say this, I feel inside that it's over, but I was born as a girl and I've already undergone quite a few operations, but my fallopian tubes and uterus have not been removed yet, so the story is long enough." "Wait, are you a transgender man? I don't believe this, but, but why now? It is customary to say this before the first sexual experience or before you meet the family, not just out of nowhere. No, we didn't break up, but don't come up with it like this, but another time." I kissed Landi's forehead, who started to cry and read the instructions on the test box, what and how to do it, "What if it showed more than two or three weeks?" I was shaking, I didn't know what the hell to do now, not because I'm official for the opening ceremony, they specifically asked me to cheer up the people, yes, in the afternoon, so I thought I'd run a little more on the track. "But when in the evening, but what about our date?" "Afterwards" "It's good before bed, but when the hell are we so well divided?" They tell us when and what we can eat, get up, exercise or when we have free time. what the hell will happen if I make it past the fifth month? From then on, I can't even sit in a car according to the rules."

"Lando, are you waiting for him?" but since when?" I pulled him aside in a shopping center where he was looking at the map for some reason. he's not used to going to places like this, only when he's hungry, and that's rare. "George, let me go, I have to pee, I'm serious!!!!" He snapped at me and I started backing away with raised hands when I noticed that he was looking for the nearest Sephora. ,,Sephora seriously? what do you put on makeup for? you are a boy?" "Bastard, if you're a transgender boy and I'm gay, fuck me and I've run out of foundation and I want to buy a new one." "A bit expensive, isn't it? For the sake of your fans, if you can use it, for example, there are cheaper ones at the other store.” "I've tried everything and the only thing that works is the contour, I don't know who it is. It made my skin break out and I use powder, especially loose powder there." Fuck you, you admitted that you spend hundreds of thousands just on make-up because your skin sucks." ,,So what? Do you remember the etiquette rules here?” ,,What do you mean?" "Here you can pee in the toilet and take a pregnancy test because I might be pregnant." "You can't do that anywhere, in fact, I think it's disgusting." "Thank you for your opinion and then your hotel after the date." "Who are you going on a date with?" Ollie, my boyfriemd, we're in the same class, okay? although knowing you, his age will be a problem." "How old is the gentleman?" ,,18" "Here????" "So much and we've already gone to bed, what's wrong with you?" "You stupid Mclaren, he's a member of Ferrari, how could you fuck with him... Let's face it, you can't be blonder."