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empireyachtsdubai · 2 years ago

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How to Choose A Perfect Boat Rental Dubai - Empire Yachts

If you are looking for Empire Yachts for a hassle-free boat rental experience in Dubai, look no further than the experienced and professional staff at Arabian Adventures. Offering both motorboats and sailing vessels, our fleet of boats can accommodate any size group or individual needs. From relaxed cruises around the city to full-blown island getaways, Arabian Adventures has the perfect boat rental for you!

Choosing the perfect boat rental in Dubai requires careful consideration of several factors to ensure a safe and enjoyable experience. Here are some tips on how to choose the perfect boat rental in Dubai:

Determine your budget: Boat Rental Dubai come in various price ranges, so it's important to determine your budget beforehand. Consider the rental cost, fuel charges, and any additional fees such as insurance, captain fees, and docking fees.

Define your requirements: Consider the purpose of your boat rental. Are you planning for a fishing trip, a leisurely cruise, or a water sports adventure? Different boats are designed for different activities, so it's essential to define your requirements to select the right type of boat.

Check the boat's condition: Safety should be a top priority when renting a boat. Make sure to inspect the boat's condition thoroughly before renting it. Check for any signs of damage, wear and tear, or malfunctioning equipment. Ensure that the boat has all the necessary safety equipment, such as life jackets, fire extinguishers, and communication devices.

Verify the boat rental company: Research the Boat Rental Dubai reputation and reliability. Read customer reviews, check their website, and inquire about their licenses, certifications, and insurance coverage. Choose a reputable and experienced boat rental company to ensure a smooth and safe rental experience.

Consider the boat size and capacity: The size and capacity of the boat are crucial factors to consider. Make sure the boat is suitable for the number of passengers you plan to have on board and has enough space for your activities. Overloading a boat can be dangerous and may result in fines or penalties.

Inquire about the captain or crew: If you are not experienced inBoat Rental Dubai , you may require a captain or crew to operate the boat. Inquire about the availability, qualifications, and fees of the captain or crew, and ensure they are experienced and licensed.

Understand the rental terms and policies: Carefully read and understand the rental terms and policies, including cancellation policies, refund policies, and any other terms and conditions. Clarify any doubts you may have before making a reservation.

Compare prices and packages: Shop around and compare prices and packages from different boat rental companies to ensure you are getting a fair deal. Be cautious of any hidden costs or additional fees that may not be initially mentioned.

Check for additional amenities: Consider the amenities offered by the Boat Rental Dubai , such as onboard facilities, water sports equipment, and entertainment options. Choose a boat that provides the amenities you require for a comfortable and enjoyable experience.

By considering these factors, you can choose the perfect boat rental in Dubai that meets your requirements and ensures a safe and memorable experience on the water.

What to Look for in a Perfect Boat Rental Deal

When looking for a perfect boat rental deal, there are several important factors to consider. Here are some key things to look for:

Rental Cost: The rental cost is a crucial factor to consider. Compare prices from different boat rental companies to ensure you are getting a fair deal. Keep in mind that the rental cost may vary depending on the type of boat, duration of rental, and included amenities.

Included Amenities: Check what amenities are included in the boat rental deal. Some boats may come with additional amenities such as onboard facilities, water sports equipment, fishing gear, BBQ facilities, and entertainment systems. Make sure the amenities offered meet your requirements and add value to your rental experience.

Rental Duration: Consider the duration of the boat rental. Some companies offer hourly rentals, while others may have half-day or full-day rentals. Choose a rental duration that suits your planned activities and ensures enough time for an enjoyable experience.

Fuel Charges: Inquire about the fuel charges associated with the boat rental. Some boat rental companies may charge extra for fuel usage, while others may include fuel in the rental cost. Clarify the fuel charges and make sure you understand how it will be calculated and paid for.

Security Deposit and Insurance: Check if a security deposit is required and what the insurance coverage is for the boat rental. Some boat rental companies may require a security deposit to cover any damages or losses during the rental period. Also, inquire about the insurance coverage provided by the boat rental company and whether it includes liability, damage, and theft protection.

Captain or Crew: If you are not experienced in boating, check if a captain or crew is included in the boat rental deal. Some boats may require a licensed captain to operate, while others may provide a captain or crew as an additional service. Inquire about their availability, qualifications, and fees, if applicable.

Reservation and Cancellation Policies: Understand the reservation and cancellation policies of the boat rental company. Check if a deposit is required for reservation, what the cancellation fees are, and what the refund policy is in case of cancellation or changes to your reservation.

Reviews and Reputation: Research the boat rental company's reputation and read customer reviews to gauge their reliability and quality of service. Look for feedback from previous customers to get an idea of their experience and satisfaction with the boat rental.

Safety Measures: Safety should be a top priority when renting a boat. Inquire about the safety measures taken by the boat rental company, such as availability of life jackets, safety equipment, communication devices, and emergency procedures. Make sure the boat is well-maintained and in good condition to ensure a safe rental experience.

By considering these factors, you can ensure that you are getting a good boat rental deal that meets your requirements, budget, and provides a safe and enjoyable experience on the water. Always thoroughly review the terms and conditions of the boat rental agreement and ask any questions or clarifications before making a reservation.

Tips for enjoying your boat rental experience in Dubai.

Boat rental is an exciting way to explore the beautiful waters of Dubai. With its stunning coastline, magnificent skyscrapers, and luxury yachts, Dubai offers a unique experience for those seeking a memorable adventure. However, before heading off on your boat rental journey, there are a few things you should keep in mind.

Firstly, it's essential to select the right type of boat based on your needs and preferences. Whether you're looking for a catamaran or a speedboat, make sure you choose one that suits your requirements. Additionally, always check the weather forecast before setting sail to ensure that you have optimal conditions for your trip. Another critical factor is safety; be sure to wear appropriate life jackets and follow all safety guidelines provided by the boat rental company.

Secondly, plan your route ahead of time so that you can maximize your time on board.

Conclusion:

In conclusion, Empire Yachts look no further than Arabian Adventures. With years of experience, the team at Arabian Adventures can provide you with all the information and assistance you need to have a great time on your Dubai boat rental. So don't hesitate and contact them today!

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rentyachtindubai · 2 years ago

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sleepinghypnos · 7 months ago

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The Creed...

Chapter 1 - Penthouse

Genre: Smut

Tags: F/M, F/F/M, F/F/F/M, Facefuck, Throatfucking Rough Sex, Dirty Talk, Harem, Self-degradation, Masochism/Sadism(?), Cum Play, Piss Play

(The things in the tags will be present when the time needs for it.)

Disclaimer: This work is a fan-fiction and does not depict the person/people mentioned in the story.

A/N: You can self-insert if you want...

Bzzt! Bzzt! Bzzt!

"What is it? I'm preoccupied, so make it quick." Vlad answered the call.

"Fine. Just send them to my house... but I will not be responsible if something happens to them." He replied with his slightly deep voice and end the call.

*Silenced Gunshot*

"Blame your competitor, not me." Vlad immediately packed up his sniper rifle and fled the scene while remembering what one of his close associates in the entertainment industry said few moments ago, he begged him to accommodate a number of female K-pop idols for the purpose of strengthening the bond between idols through a experimental project wherein they live together as Tenants, cameras will not be present just them living together and at the end of their time as tenants they will do an interview regarding the way of life living with other k-pop idols aside from their respective members. In this way, the fandoms of each k-pop group will stop fighting over trivial things on the internet and support other idols.

Vladimir Creed was a 26 year old Half-European and Half-American man. His parents died in a car accident when he was still a child and only his grandfather is his only family left. He's living a lavish lifestyle full of money, expensive cars and women...

His family or more like his grandfather founded a huge company in America and owns many stocks in the entertainment industry in Korea and since Vlad is not someone who actively makes himself noticeable or well-known, he parties without revealing his true identity to anyone with a few exception of course, he has few actual friends and all of them are also young masters of their own families just like he was and he rarely expresses his emotions so he has a hard time managing it.

In his typical days, he spends most of his time just relaxing in his penthouse, in which he bought himself with his own money. though it may seem strange since he parties every chance he get, he has a very unique talent and that is being a hired gun that even his grandfather didn't know.

And while relaxing, he usually goes naked after a shower because there is no one in the house, It's is personal space after all. His maids and butlers will only come if they were asked for and he cooks for himself.

His penthouse is in a small island near the coast and there is only one bridge connected to it. So, guests who'll visit the island can use the bridge without the need of boats.

...

Vlad arrived at his house but welcomed by cars parked near the main gate. "What the fuck is this?" He said to himself, he got out of his car to check what's going on then he remembered Eunseok, one of his close associates said few hours ago. "Now it makes."

Then he called one of the guards to let him pass, and so they did. He drove and the people blocking the path dispersed and he got in smoothly.

"Let them in, they are going to live here indefinitely." Vlad announced to the guards and went inside to change.

Most of the people outside the penthouse are already inside the living area, he saw the k-pop idols waiting for the master of the house.

"I'm Vladimir Creed, but you can call me Vlad. I'm the owner of this house, my friend already told me what you guys are going to do. So feel free live here." and he looked at managers of each of the group "There are places in the house that is not available, I don't care if they used the swimming pool, drink at the bar." Pointing at the wet bar near the kitchen. "Or anything, but, all of third floor is off limits because that's where my room is located."

The producer nodded and introduce the idols that will be living with him in the house.

He extended his hand for a handshake to ITZY's Yuna and Ryujin, Aespa's Karina and Winter, (G)-Idle's Soyeon and Miyeon, Red Velvet's Irene, Seulgi, and Joy, and Twice's Sana, Mina, and Nayeon which they received with a smile.

One day has passed, the girls are eating lunch in the long refectory table since they woke up late just like Vlad was and the maids and butlers were there to assist them.

After lunch, the Red Velvet and Twice members were gathered in the backyard, enjoying a beautiful sunny day by the pool. They were relaxing and chatting about their recent performances, when they suddenly heard a splash from the pool.

Curious, they all turned to see Nayeon filling up a water gun and aimed at them. Panic set in as they scream and run around the pool to avoid getting wet since they just want to enjoy the sun.

Running made them exhausted and they decided to have a friendly water fight. Joy and Seulgi teamed up against Sana and Mina, Nayeon and Irene. Laughter and screams filled the air as they chased each other around the pool, trying to get each other wet

In the living room, Ryujin and Karina were sharing a bucket of ice cream while watching a romantic K-drama. They were joined by Soyeon and Miyeon, who couldn't resist the delicious smell of the popcorn. They all cuddled under a blanket, enjoying the show and teasing each other about their favorite characters. Yuna and Winter are busy doing some tiktok challenge.

As the sun set, the members of ITZY, Aespa, and (G)-Idle joined their sun-kissed Seniors in the pool. They all gathered around the pool, sharing stories, and having a heart-to-heart conversation. For a moment, the backyard was filled with the sound of their laughter and friendship.

As the night came, they all gathered in the living room to watch a movie together. They munched on some snacks and cuddled on the couch, enjoying their time together. It was a perfect day off for all of them, a day filled with laughter, bonding, and memories that they will cherish forever.

Karina asked the butler where Vlad was and she was led to the study where he spends time if he's not doing anything.

When Karina entered the study, she was met with a tall, imposing figure staring at her from behind a large oak desk. Vlad's dark hair was slicked back, and he exuded a sense of power and mystery. Karina couldn't help but feel a pull towards him, she already know that this man is handsome the moment she land her eyes on him earlier in the morning.

"Um, Sir? I just want to asked if we can have some of the liquor in the wet bar." She asked while slowly approaching him.

"Didn't I told you girls that you can do whatever you want with the wet bar?" He answered and walked to towards her. "And you're asking me when you already half drunk."

Karina got embarrassed but it faded when a faint smile appeared on Vlad's lips, she was mesmerized. "Are you sure that's the reason why you're here?" he was close to her, Karina needs to look up just to meet his eyes.

Karina pulls him for a kiss and reciprocated it with the same intensity. It started as vanilla kissing until in turns into something like animals in heat and eventually began to make out with insane passion. Vlad grab her waist to pull her closer, her hands were hugging his neck.

He noticed she wanted more and so he obliged and brought one hand to feel up her breasts which made Karina moan between their kisses.

Their kiss was passionate, Vlad keeping her in his arms while she let herself be consumed by him. It lasted for few minutes until they both stopped quietly staring at each other.

"D-did you like it?" Karina said while catching her breathe.

"I did, your lips are sweet with a hint of whiskey... you really were half drunk." Brushing his thumb on her lips. "Want me to lead this time?" he asked her while caressing her face.

"Yes, please." Karina said.

“Do you think could handle it?” Vlad responded seemingly showing concern.

Karina nodded. “I did have my own few boyfriends before...��

“I won't doubt it but... I get rough. Really rough. I'm sure it's something you haven't experience before..."

“You are worrying about me and that's sweet but I think I'm gonna be fine... please don't hold back and just give it to me.” She said while making a serious face.

Vlad's hand roam towards her neck and stayed there and slowly gripping it. Her cunt throb as they kiss again and slowly stripping each other’s clothes off, his hands still in her neck slightly choking her.

As their bodies got liberated from their clothing, Vlad immediately attacks Karina's big breasts making her moan, her hands couldn't resist to push his head closer. His other hand goes to Karina's precious treasure and starts invading it.

"This fucking slutty tits of yours keeps leering people on." Vlad said while groping her breasts and assaulting them with his tongue...

"Fuck! Yes! It feels good, sir." Karina said.

Which made Vlad riled up even more. "Sir?" He stopped groping her breast.

"You don't like being called like that? I'll change it." She said while pleading to continue to pleasure her.

He doesn't like getting called Daddy/Oppa. The women he's been with keeps calling him that and he got bored by it, now he prefers to called by his name but this time around is different.

Sir? of all the things that someone can be called... Sir is the one getting him riled up.

"No, keep it that way... now get on your knees whore." Vlad said with a commanding aura. “I’m going to use your mouth as a fleshlight. Pull my cock out.”

Karina didn't expect the monster hiding beneath his pants. She could see the bulge of his massive cock. Now she knows why he said 'Something she haven't experience before.' because it's true. He is much bigger than the guys she's been with. So much bigger. She feels hotter and hotter than usual.

Vlad's dick stands proud at 10 inches and is almost girthy as a water bottle.

“You are so massive, fucking massive!” Karina said as she freed his cock and hit her in the face. She stare at his huge member mesmerized by it.

“My god! Why are you so big? Can you even use this?” She said as she grabbed his cock with with both hands. "And you're going to use my mouth with this thing?"

"What? Are you scared? I told you I'm rough and I mean it." He said seriously. "You are going to take every inch of my cock in your throat whether you like it or not."

Karina got nervous but her lust towards him is much heavier.

She showered his cock with kisses, admiring every inch, as if she's worshipping his massive member.

"Suck it." And she did, she gives him a slow and sensual blowjob, keeping her eyes on him.

"You came in her just to do that?"

“What do you mean, Sir?”

He grabbed her by the hair she opened her mouth and swallowed as much of him as she possibly could.

COUGH COUGH COUGH

Relaxing her throat as she let his girthy cock push through her throat. She struggled for a minute and he's watching her giving herself to him.

Vlad guides her and she bobbed her head up and down to see how deep she could take him over and over and over again. Her eyes were tearing up, saliva dripping down as she takes his girthy cock in her throat.

She taps his legs but Vlad ignored her protests and stayed in her throat. "I told you, I'm rough... you don't know what you get yourself into."

He is fucking her throat with reckless abandon and not caring if she can still breathe. Few seconds more and he let go and she breathe hastily. "Sh-shit! I almost passed out." She coughs. "Fuck!"

"Just accept your role as my slut from now on." He slaps her face with his massive heavy cock.

He forced his cock back into her throat. She gives in, letting this man use her mouth and throat as a fleshlight. Her eyes were rolled back into her head.

GLUCK GLUCK GLUCK GLUCK GLUCK

Her moaning and gagging sounds filled the study, the moonlight touches her silky white skin enhancing her beauty further while her throat is getting violated. Even though she already accepted her fate, she still needs to breathe and she tried to struggle for air but failed.

“MMMPPHKKKK!” She resists and got ignored.

“Just stay there, don't regret your decisions now.” Vlad said and spent another three seconds before letting Karina go.

She chokes and gags even though she's already freed from that monster of a cock. “Did I... do a good job, Sir?” She asked noticeably exhausted. She then received another batch of throatfucking and this time, it's much easier but it still hurts.

GLUCK GLUCK GLUCK GLUCK GLUCK

She's taking it like a good little slut, moaning and groaning every time Vlad thrusts too deep in her throat. Karina became accustomed to the massive rod destroying her tight throat and she slowly but surely loving the way he manhandle her without any care about her well-being.

"I'm cumming you little slut!" He said and starts speeding up in his assaults. After all of this, he gave her some leeway and pull his cock out of her mouth. "Want to drink it?"

“YES! T-thank you, feed me your c-cum! Please sir, I'm begging you!!!” She said before he shoved his cock back into her mouth again.

Vlad reached his climax and poured it all in Karina's throat, he releases an obscene amount of cum like he's been holding it for long while. She willingly swallow every bit of it. Few ropes of his cum left in her mouth, she put on a show by gurgling, swirling her tongue cover of his cum then swallowing it.

“Oh my god... fucking hell... that was heavenly!” She said as she crawled over to him and started to lick his shaft cleaning it. “I need to be treated like that again, Sir. Please! You are right, I never experienced that before..”

"Oh, That's only the beginning little slut." He said while grabbing her in the neck and pulling her up.

A/N: Another Series that I might abandon but... oh well. I planned on doing the Bodyguard EP. 6 but idk when to actually do it.

#kpop smut #smut #kpop fic #itzy smut #aespa smut #kpop #red velvet smut #twice smut #(g)-idle smut #karina smut

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luckypresents · 2 years ago

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bigwishes · 6 months ago

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Was It Something You Ate?

Devon had always had it easy, born the son of a billionaire to one of the best pharmaceutical companies in the world he never truly had to work for anything. His dad had paid his way through all of his schooling turning Fs into As with nothing but a pen and a check book. University was even easier, Devon spent a majority of his time in other countries whilst or partying, it was only when he failed every class and was barred from graduation did his dad offer to build a new research facility for the school and suddenly Devon was graduating with honours. Devon never even experienced what it was to deal with shame, as an only child both his parents showered him with praise. Even when he got drunk and crashed the family boat his parents commended his bravery in such a frightening event. Life was easy as a gay man too, his family never cared and once his dad bought Devon his own house and allowed him to hire his own help he was constantly surrounded by masculine buff men who he paid extra to walk around shirtless.

Once Devon even went as far as to give his gardener a $4000 dollar tip just to let Devon film him drinking from the hose on his hands and knees. Of course Devon leaves out the part where he threatened to fire his gardener unless he allowed himself to be filmed.

A few months ago, Devon got the worst news of his life. His dad had told him he had to work for his weekly allowance of 1 million. If he didn't then his allowance would be slashed to a pitiful $400k. He couldn't bare to live like a peasant on such a pathetic amount of money so he agreed to his dad's outrageous terms. Devon had to work 1 hour a day for 4 days each week. Like some disgusting labour mule.

Devon had been working at the head office for 3 weeks and every day he called his dad begging to quit. A man like him wasn't meant for such things.

Devon stood on the stairs in front of the massive corporate building adjusting his suit readying for another day of hard labour. He checked his watch. 11:30am. Devon let out a tired sigh as he jogged up the stairs towards the door.

His dad had told him he had to come in any time before 12pm, Monday - Thursday. Devon had been given the role of "Team Motivator" and his job was to come in and hype up the employees.

Devon's elevator arrived at his office floor, already he needed his 15 minute break for the day, looking around seeing all these unattractive people. He never understood why the poor never took their looks more seriously or why there was always a terrible odour around people like them.

Devon stood in the elevator and raised his hand above his head. He swiped his hand down slowly and inch away from his face, he narrowed his tired eyes, cocked a toothy fuck boy smile and began to walk in-between the cubicles with the swagger only a rich fuck boy could have.

"hey hey hey team, how are those numbers looking? we got the advertisements out this morning? if not make sure you get it done by lunch, hey carol what's goin on with the boys in the lab? we got that new drug ready to roll out by friday"

A few people looked up from their desks at his peacocking and parading.

Devon clapped his hands together as he got closer to his office door. "Come on Come on people!! we got work to do, lets have a great day."

Devon slipped into his office and slammed the door shut. Inside he leant his back against it and let out an exhausted heavy sigh. He had no idea how he was going to go clubbing tonight after working so hard, but a wave of pride hit him as he heard the sounds of muttering out amongst the workers, he had done his job, inspired them.

Of course in reality Devon had done nothing at all. Most of the people on his floor had been working in the office since 7am and everyone ignored his morning speech as it was the exact same rehearsed scripted speech he had been saying each morning since his first day.

Numbers weren't part of their department,

There were no advertisements due this morning,

The boys in the lab didn't have any upcoming deadline,

There was no Carol.

Devon waltzed over to his break area at the back of his office. Originally meant for small intimate meetings, Devon had decked it out with a plasma screen TV and all his streaming services. Not that he got to use it much, he only got to be in his office for 45 minutes of his working day and that really only meant he got to watch an episode of something if he was lucky. Currently he was watching a new fitness challenge show where 20 jacked dudes were pitted against each other in different fitness challenges.

Devon threw himself back on the couch in a cocky man spread and rested his hand on his crotch. Whilst he respected the fact that he couldn't jerk off in the office, it didn't mean he couldn't enjoy how his dick felt hard whilst he watched a handful of jacked men compete for money.

30 minutes into his show and Devon saw a guy in a lab coat walking past his office window. The guy was wearing a blue button down shirt that was slightly loose in the front. He let out a loud sigh and got up from his couch walking over to his office door. Devon swung the door open and called out to the man in the lab coat before gesturing him to come into his officer by curling his index finger repeatedly.

The guy in the lab coat walked into Devon's office

"shut the door behind you bro,"

The man in the lab coat shut the door and turned to Devon all confused

"What is your name man?"

"John"

"Do you know what my job here is John?"

"Ill be honest with you Devon, nobody really knows what you do here" John replied with a cheeky smirk

Devon laughed loudly whilst slapping his desk with one hand,

"Ya know man, my dad had given me the important mantis of motivating our team"

"M-mantis? do you mean mantle?" John lowered his eyebrows confused at how this guy had somehow convinced his dad to give him the biggest office in the building.

"not important. my job is to make sure the people who work at our company are the best they can be"

The thought that maybe Devon did know what he was talking about entered John's mind, he thought maybe he was trained in motivation speaking and would talk to people one on one to help them better manage their work life balance

"look buddy, I can tell, with the way that shirt of yours is sagging in the front, your shoulders not filling out giving you that hot V shape, no pec cleavage on display and that ugly as fuck white coat, you are not living your best life" Devon gestured his hands either side with a big smirk on his face like he had seen his dad do when he was talking to other business men.

The benefit of the doubt dropped out of John's mind. "Nope, this guys a fucking moron" he thought to himself.

"Devon, I appreciate the concern, but I think I'm fine"

"I'll let you in on a little secret man, if a gay stud like me doesn't want to see you on your back, you're fat.."

"WOAH, DEVON THAT IS INSANELY NOT OKAY"

"bro, I'm just trying to be the nice guy and tell you what other people won't" Devon cockily dropped down into his nice leather chair behind his desk. "ya know, my pool guy had a kid and 2 weeks after his abs started to fade and do you know what I did?"

John wanted to say something clever but it would probably go over Devon's head, or worse, if he understood it he might lose his job.

"I fired him John, I don't want some fatty in a speedo working on my pool, and I don't want fat guys working here either"

John was too caught off guard by the first part of Devon's statement

"You make your staff work in speedo's? I think that might be illegal?"

"Look, dude, don't you wanna look like me I mean, check me out. biceps hugging my shirt, shoulders pulling it apart, my chest popping out catching everyone's attention, my abs so fucking tight you can see them through my shirt. I look HOT, you look FAT Johnny"

"Okay, I'm not even chubby though? I'm 6.2 and 85kg. I'm not exactly overweight"

"Buddy you still don't get it so let me spell it out for you, a fit body is hot, a 2 pack means you are fat, no abs showing at all? you're overweight!"

John fluttered his eyes, stunned by Devon's view of the world.

"I thank you for, whatever the hell this was Devon but I have a job to actually get back to"

John began to walk out of the office before Devon called out to him, a tone of desperation in his voice.

"WAIT....can you get me a coffee, almond milk, iced, NO WHIPPED CREAM, I want a drop that weighs exactly one quarter of a gram of caramel mixed in counter clock wise with a bamboo spoon. AND NO PLASTIC OR PAPER CUPS make sure you get it put in one of those little metal ones, no lid.

"No, Devon that isn't my job"

"You work for my dad, so if you want to keep working for my dad you'll do it"

John gritted his teeth. He unfortunately couldn't call out the rich boy on any of his bullshit without risking his entire career, But maybe there was something else he could do.

A few minutes past and John returned to Devon walking out of his office.

"Ah, great timing John, I'm just leaving"

Devon snatched the coffee out of John's hand and noticed something strange. A purple swirl drifting and dispersing into the coffee.

"What's this?" Devon said raising the corner of his lip in disgust.

"oh, its purple caramel, less calories" John quickly blurted out.

All concern dropped from Devon's mind as he took a sip of his drink.

"great call man, its that kind of intimidation we want to encourage here"

John had to stop himself from slamming the palm of his hand into his forehead, clearly Devon meant initiative.

"Ya know, man you might wanna switch to this low calorie caramel I told you about, because when I take over from my dad, first thing I'll do, anyone without a six pack is being let go"

John just gritted his teeth and smiled, "great idea, I'll have to give it a try"

Devon had already left before John could finish his sentence, but John didn't care, in fact he was hoping that coffee would keep Devon away for at least a few months.

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Devon stepped out of his car throwing the metal coffee cup on the back seat behind him. He didn't even bother to say goodbye to his driver and he began jogging up the stone stairs to the front door of his mansion.

As Devon jogged up the stairs he felt something strange. His ass felt heavier, tighter against his carefully tailored pants. He felt it bounce and jiggle on his way up and once he got to his front door he had to stop and massage it briefly. It hurt worse than that time he was grounded and had to fly to take a 12 hour flight in business class.

He entered his house and instantly unbuttoned his pants, after a long hard day at the office he just wanted to get his work clothes off and wash the smell of poor people out of his hair. Devon undressed himself as he walked down the hallway, throwing his clothes on the ground behind him. Someone would be by to pick them up later, he was never sure of exactly who picked up his clothes but it was someone on his staff. He walked into his elegant bathroom covered in tiles and stone work imported all the way from Italy, his bathroom alone cost more than some peoples houses, of course when he moved out and had his house built his dad forked out for all the costs so he wasn't even sure how much everything really cost.

Devon pulled his hair out from his short pony tail and let it hang down. He flexed his broad shoulders in the mirror, his perfectly defined muscles. He wasn't a bodybuilder by any means but he still had a much better body than most people he came across.

His pecs were the main attraction and he often experienced men he brought home squeezing them as he bounced them. His flowing locks drove men wild, being a billionaire helped to prevent any thinning so often the men he slept with were not only turned on by his angelic looks but there was also a hint of jealousy when they ran their hands through his hair, which did nothing but turn Devon on more.

But something was different about him today, his abs were wrong. Normally a beautiful and cut six pack but now he was only seeing 4, and barely 4.

He felt his stomach, the bottom towards his pelvis felt like it was sticking out, ever so slightly.

"oh well, probably bloated from the caramel" he thought to himself

Devon pressed a button on the wall and instantly the water began to flow at the perfect temperature, no need to wait or pathetically dangle his hand in the water like a peasant, he just pressed a button and stepped in. As he went to step in the shower something else caught his eye, something behind him.

"Was my ass always this big?" he asked himself allowed.

Reaching down he grabbed handful of his own ass, it was still firm but it wasn't as hard as stone like he was used to, there was a new squeeze to it, like trying to work with cold clay. Devon took his finger and placed it under his ass cheek, flicking upwards he watched as his whole ass rippled and bounced more than he was used to.

*sigh* "maybe I'll only train legs once a week for a bit, don't want anyone thinking I'm a bottom"

Devon stepped into the water, instantly he felt relaxed as the warm water washed over his face and ran down his body. He squeezed out a decent amount of his tropical scented soap into the palm of his hand and began to work it over his entire body. Washing himself but also taking the time to feel himself. He got hard as he pictured his own perfection, his own brilliance.

Using the lotion he worked his way down to his pelvis, and then to his dick. Devon closed his eyes and bit his lip as he faced into the water, using both hands to rub and pleasure his 12 inches. He couldn't help it, he loved himself so much, he loved his body. He often fantasied about cloning himself just so he could have the experience so many others had been graced with, sleeping with the perfect man.

Devon moaned feeling the water on his lips and the pleasure he brought to himself. He was so close but something started to bother him. He felt hungry, which was unusual because he had such a strict diet routine and always ate at the perfect time every day. He tried to supress the feeling instead focusing on the building pleasure, but it became harder to do so the longer he lasted. The only downside to lasting an hour was it was easy for him to accidentally edge himself if he got too distracted. Unfortunately this was one of those time.

Devon's stomach let out a loud audible groan and he started to feel not just a little peckish, but he felt starved, like he had forgotten breakfast and all his morning snacks.

"uuugggh" He moaned as he let go of himself and turned his attention to finishing his shower routine.

He started pulling out small bottles from a small alcove build into the marble walls of his shower. Starting his multi-step face routine, ignoring the pain in his stomach. It was only when he started his hair routine that he all became a bit much and his stomach tenses letting out an audible grumble.

Devon's hands dropped from his hair to his stomach as he grabbed it from the hunger pains. It felt, almost plump as he rubbed it trying to soothe it. He quickly washed the conditioner out of his hair and got out of the shower.

Pressing a button on the wall an intense heat kicked in as the light above started radiating heat into the room instantly helping the water dry up on his skin. Devon closed his eyes and looked up at the roof letting the water droplets dry up, but the noises from his stomach didn't stop, it got worse. Every few seconds his stomach would let out a loud grumble.

"fuuuuckk, who knew one coffee would get me so bloated..."

Reaching into a small draw Devon pulled out a paid of white underwear which he slipped on. As he did he felt the back struggle to fit. Everything was perfectly tailored to his body to make him look his best but this pair felt weird on him. He felt his ass jiggle as the fabric slide over. He felt the meat of his ass cheeks spilling out of the sides and he could feel the fabric tightly stretch across his behind. As he took his first steps the underwear only felt more uncomfortable, like it was three sizes too small. He walked around the small corner in the bathroom back to the mirror so he could get a better look.

"WHAT THE FUCK" Devon screamed in shock as he stared at the reflection before him.

Devon stood there in shock as he looked at the chubby man before himself.

"I-I- OH GOD, I-I'M FAT"

His stomach loudly grumbled, almost like it was responding too him

"uuuuggghhh, oh god" Devon moaned as he grabbed his new chubby belly with both hands desperately hoping he could push it back in.

His body felt like it wasn't his. He could still feel all the muscle tone it was just buried under a layer of blubber. Taking a step forward he watched as his stomach jiggled. He grabbed his phone off the counter top as he started to panic. He sent out a mass message to everyone on his staff.

"EVERYONE GO HOME AND TAKE THE WEEK OFF, GOING ON MY TRIP EARLY"

Instantly Devon's stomach grumbled. He tossed his phone down on the bench, closed his eyes and grabbed his stomach as a reaction to the pain. The pain got worse as his stomach's grumbling turned to gurgling.

Devon began taking in deep breaths, with each breath his stomach expanded, and with each exhale it deflated, but not all the way. Devon began to itch all over. With on hand already on his stomach he took his one free and desperately began to itch his chest and arms.

He watched as his thin layer of hair darkened and grew longer, slowly making him look like he had never waxed in his life. After a few minutes the itchiness began to die down and Devon's second hand moved down to help massage his complaining gut.

"wh-what's happening to me" Devon cried out, tears starting to well in his eyes.

Suddenly his stomach let out an insatiably loud groan, followed by a noise he had never heard before.

"AAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUGGGGG"

Devon yelled out in pain and watched in the mirror as his chubby belly rapidly expanded into a big round gut within an instant. It took him a minute to recover and adjust to the pain. He thought his skin had surely just split open, but it hadn't, what he saw in the mirror was so much worse than anything he could have imagined.

Devon was greeted by a large hairy bouncing gut.

"OH MY GOD, W-WHAT HAPPENED TO ME, I LOOK LIKE SOME FUCKING PIG"

Devon bounced his gut with his hands and watched it shake like jelly.

Within a matter of minutes, Devon had gone from sexy billionaire who was on magazines around the world, to a fat greasy pig.

He couldn't help but bounce his gelatinous belly in shock, he almost burst into tears at what a fat freak he had become. He was disgusted by himself, he couldn't go to work like this, he couldn't let his staff see him like this, but the worst part about becoming a fat pig.

He was starving.

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Two weeks went by and Devon's mansion had started to become a mess after he sent all his staff away telling them he was off on his trip. His towels and clothes scattered all over the floor. Take out bags and food containers were all around his house. Without someone to pick up after him, Devon was disgusting.

He sat on his couch taking a multiple food containers out of two paper bags that had just been delivered to his door. His stomach loudly groaned. Devon picked up his phone off the coffee table and opened Instagram. The first post was that of a friend who had actually gone on the trip he had planned to take.

It was a photo of his friend Todd standing next to a tall black bodybuilder on a tropical island, with the caption 'I think I found love out here in the sun'

Devon's stomped his feet causing his meaty thighs to tremble.

"ITS NOT FAIIIRRRR, I SHOULD BE OUT THERE, THAT BIG HUNK OF MEAT SHOULD BE DATING ME, M E, NOT TODD"

tears started welling up in his eyes Devon flicked open a white food box on his coffee table revealing a beautifully decorated white chocolate mud cake which he instantly destroyed by digging his hands into it and stuffing it in his face.

between in monstrous and obnoxious chewing he stuff grabbing his belly and jiggling it with one hand.

"WHEN WILL YOU GO AWAY" Devon cried as he shovelled more expensive food in his mouth and washed it down with a bottle of lemonade like a spoilt pig.

BUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPP

sooner or later he'd realise if he wanted it gone, he was going to have to work for it...

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NOTE: hope you all enjoyed this, my inbox has a bunch of requests begging for a weight gain story and whilst I don't tend to write this sort of thing too often I thought I'd feed the hunger so to speak and write one for those wishing for one.

#male transformation #male tf #tf story #gay transformation #transformation #reality change #musk #weight gain

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Dark Fantasy Prompts ☠︎︎༒︎✞︎🕸𖤐

1. The grave keeper: Write your story from the perspective of a cemetery caretaker. This caretaker newly moved to a small town with little to no money and needed a job immediately. The only available one happened to be taking care of the cemeteries. During a shift, your protagonist witnesses supernatural events.

2. The empty tombs: Write about a group of young people who decide to have a party in a cemetery and discover that all tombs are dug out and empty.

3. A sorcerer’s curse: Write about a sorcerer who was cursed. Although they have the ability to do magic, they are unable to lift the curse themselves. Hence, they embark on a journey to find another sorcerer/sorceress who can lift the curse for them.

4. The monsters that come at night: Write about a little kid who has nightmares & sleep problems such as sleep paralysis. This kid starts having difficulty differentiating dreams from reality but is convinced that the monsters they see in their nightmares are real.

5. A haunted sailor: Write about a sailor that is haunted by the ghosts of his past crew who mysteriously disappeared.

6. A siren’s call: What if sirens were real and had the ability to make captains crash/sink their boats and their crew? Write from the perspective of a young sailor who survives a crash and interacts with the sirens.

7. The little boy called who called wolf: Write about an isolated village that gets attacked by wolves. Those who are attacked and do not die become werewolves and soon there is an epidemic of werewolves.

8. If she says so: Write about a woman who has the ability to make people do anything she wants them to. Everyone around her is aware of her powers and hence feel the need to walk on eggshells around her.

9. Come and serve the devil: Write about a girl who moves to a small town. After she has settled in and starts looking for a job, she is hired as a waitress in the town’s most popular bar. However, the owner of the bar, unbeknownst to her, is the devil himself.

10. Let’s trade hearts: Write about a person purposefully casting a spell on someone else in the hopes of switching bodies with them.

11. Be careful what you wish for: Write about a person who gets into an argument/fight and says something they regret. The next day that person finds out that their “wish” came true.

12. The mark of the cursed: There is a curse spreading around town and no one knows why it is happening. The pattern goes as follows: One day, a mark of a specific shape appears on a person’s skin indicating that they are now cursed. Your characters have to figure out a way to break the curse (as well as why this is happening to them) before it comes true. If they don’t figure this out in time, the curse will become irreversible.

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Part III

Charles Leclerc X Wolff!Reader

Genre: Toto Wolff's Daughter Au!

Warnings: Angst

Word Count: 4K+

Author's Note: this is turning out way longer than it was suppose to be. I never thought this was going to take this many parts. I'm so sorry for putting you guys through this. This is intense man, like damn. Idek if she's going to be able to fix her relationship with her parents after this. Like damn. I'm just going to apologize now for whatever emotional damage this causes. Also I don't think Toto is like this is real life. This is strictly for the sake of entertainment. This is in no way based on real life.

Part I, Part II

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Charles wants to ensure that this proposal is absolutely perfect for you. He wants you to have the fairytale you’ve always wanted. Joris is absolutely sick of hearing about this proposal already. Everything from the ring, to where he was going to propose, to how he was going to do. Charles has created a very well crafted, detailed plan about this proposal.

Charles is going to take you out on his boat, just before sunset. He hired a private chef, to cook the two of you a romantic dinner, that will be held privately. Then just after dinner, Charles would bring you around to the deck of the boat, where the two of you can stargaze before he pops the question. And Joris will be hiding out on the boat, that way when Charles proposes, he can get all the pictures. And then if you say yes, there will be an engagement party awaiting you and Charles.

“Charles, I told you we got this,” Joris repeats for the thousandth time, as Charles repeats the steps to the plan again. Lorenzo chuckles as he watches his brother pace back and forth.

“Are you sure you want to propose?” Arthur asks, as he exchanges a side eye with Joris, “I mean if you’re this nervous then maybe you don’t actually wanna get married. You guys haven’t been together that long.”

Charles finally takes a seat, he looks around the table to Lorenzo, Arthur, and Joris. “I just want it to be perfect for y/n,” he sighs, running his hands over his face, “I want to spend the rest of my life making things perfect for her.” Charles wears a stupidly lovesick smile on his face as he thinks of you. It makes Joris and Arthur sick to see how in love Charles is.

“Alright, alright,” Arthus says.

“We got this, stop worrying so much,” Joris says, as he stands up patting Arthur’s arm to tell him to go. “We’ll go make sure everything is prepared,” Joris says, as he and Arthur take their leave. Charles nods to what Joris said.

Lorenzo stays seated, he takes a moment to watch Charles. Lorenzo can see how the stress has ingrained itself into Charles. He sees how the anxiety is weaved into Charles. And still Lorenzo can see the love that is painted into Charles’ eyes. “What’s on in your mind brother?” Lorenzo asks, wanting to pry Charles' worries from his hands.

Charles sighs once again, “did you invite her parents?” Charles lays his worries out for Lorenzo to see.

“I did,” Lorenzo answers.

Charles looks to Lorenzo, “it’s my fault she’s at a cross with her parents.”

Lorenzo closes his eyes after hearing Charles’ statement. Charles is kind-hearted, well mannered, responsible, hard-working, dedicated, and so much more. However, Charles is also stubborn, hot-tempered, and he can be thoughtless at times. “I told you,” Lorenzo starts off, pointing at Charles, “I told you not to mess with her, not to get involved with Toto’s daughter, did you listen?”

Charles sighs, he knows Lorenzo warned him beforehand. “No, I did not.”

“No, you did not,” Lorenzo repeats to Charles, “it’s too late to be blaming yourself about what happened, it happened already. There’s no going back,” Lorenzo takes a breath, he runs his hand through his hair, wanting to pull some out because of Charles. “Let me ask you brother, do you love this girl?”

“I do, more than I love racing,” Charles answers.

“Then forget everything else already,” Lorenzo says, truthfully. Another thing about Charles, is that there isn’t much that he loves more than racing. “If you love her as much as you say you do, forget about her parents, forget about everything that has happened. You marry her, you love her, and you spend the rest of your life making things perfect for her.” Lorenzo knows that there’s no stopping you and Charles from being together. From the moment he saw the two of you interact with each other, he knew this was bound to happen. Lorenzo hasn’t seen anyone that could match Charles better than you can. “Because like mama has told us, you never get a love like this twice.”

Charles smirks at Lorenzo’s words. Charles remembers his mother’s stories about her relationship with their father. He remembers her talking so deeply about the love they shared. How it was a once in a lifetime type of love. How it was a love that was dipped in gold. How it was a love that was enough for more than a thousand lifetimes. “Thank you,” Charles tells Lorenzo.

Lorenzo nods at Charles’ gratitude, before standing and saying, “we’ll see you tonight, and please brother, let her dress you.” Charles laughs at Lorenzo's joke, as he watches Lorenzo leave.

“Charles, you want me to wear the white dress?” you question again, as you stood in the bathroom fixing your hair for tonight. “Where are we going tonight?”

“We’re just going out on the boat,” Charles says, as he walks into the bathroom as he’s fixing his sleeves.

“Why the white dress then?”

“Because I'm wearing white ma cherie, I want us to match,” Charles smirks, planting a kiss on your cheek, as grabs the bottle of cologne on the counter and walks back out.

You move away from the bathroom mirror, leaning on the door frame, watching Charles as he moves about the bedroom. You could notice the light shine on his forehead, he was so clearly nervous about something. You try to rack your mind with all the important dates. It wasn’t any type of anniversary, you could remember. It most definitely wasn’t Charles’ birthday, and you know it wasn’t your birthday. It couldn’t be Arthur’s or Lorenzo’s birthday. A tiny voice in the back of your mind wonders if he was gonna propose. But you told that little voice to be quiet, because there was no way he was going to propose.

You and Charles had been going out for less than a year. Nothing about the relationship was really conventional. You guys haven’t even officially been living together. It doesn’t seem like the proper time in a relationship to propose. But you do wonder, if he’s gonna do it. You smile to yourself, thinking about what it would be like to be Mrs. Leclerc.

You grab the mini white sundress that Charles is so insistent on you wearing tonight. You change out of the comfort clothes you’ve been wearing. When you emerge again from the bathroom, newly changed into the dress, you catch Charles staring at you. “I’m ready,” you say as you look up to meet Charles’ eyes.

You don’t miss the small flush on his cheeks, “wow,” he mumbles under his breath. “You look…” Charles tries to think of a compliment that perfectly encapsulates how breath-taking you are. “Damn,” Charles says instead.

You giggle at his choice, “I look damn?”

“No,” Charles quickly says, shaking his head, “words to describe how beautiful you look tonight, haven’t even been invented yet.”

You giggle again at Charles’ cheesiness, “well I guess that’s a compliment.” Charles smiles at you, planting a kiss on your lips.

“Shall we go?” Charles asks, as he pulls you out of the bedroom.

“Yes we shall.”

Charles brought you around to the deck, when you guys finished up dinner. The stars up above were shining bright. There was a blanket and pillows set up on the deck for you and Charles to sit and stargaze. “Dinner was lovely,” you say, as you take a seat next to Charles on the blanket. “How did you find this private chef?” You looked over curiously at Charles.

You could see the faint red creep up his cheeks, “honestly?”

“Honestly,” you say as you begin to giggle wondering where this private chef Charles hired, came from.

“He’s one of the team chefs,” Charles laughs out loud.

You can’t help but laugh along as well. “You hired your team’s chef for our date tonight?”

“He makes great food and I didn’t know who else could do a private dinner,” Charles says very bashfully.

“You’re lucky, you’re so cute,” you say with a smirk going to kiss Charles. He pulls you in closer, as the two of you look out into the night sky. “Tonight was perfect, Charles.” There’s a pause before you continue. “Thank you for tonight.”

Charles can feel his heart banging against his chest. Your ring feels heavy in his pocket. His breathing sounds louder than ever. However he doesn’t feel an ounce of worry. Having you staring at him, with love swirling deep in your eyes, it makes him feel calm. You make him feel calm. He enjoys this feeling of calmness when he’s with you. So much so that when he pulls you to your feet to stand with him, he isn’t worried about what’s going to happen next.

Charles pulls you up, so the two of you are standing on the deck. Nothing but the vastly beautiful night skin surrounding the two of you. “I love you, y/n Wolff. I am madly, deeply, whole-heartedly in love with you.” Charles says as he pulls a box from his pocket, “I know we haven’t been together for long, but I’m never going to stop being in love with you. I want to spend the rest of my life loving you and only you.” He gets down onto one knee, “will you marry me, y/n?”

You’re nodding your head before Charles can even open the box to show you the ring. “Yes, yes, yes,” you say repeatedly, holding out your hand for your ring. Charles just smiles at you, as he slips the ring on your finger. You don’t think you even spare the ring a second glance as you focus on pulling Charles in for a kiss. He stands, pulling you closer by the hips as your hands hold his face. When you finally pull away, Charles can see the tears that line your eyes, and you repeat once more, “yes.”

After Charles finally asked the question, and you said yes, did Joris come out of hiding, snapping all the photos of the intimate moment. Charles brought you back to the land and there awaiting was yours and Charles’ closest family and friends. All congratulating you on the engagement. To you this was the perfect way to end the night, celebrating with people you held near and dear to your heart.

As you and Charles made your way through the party, making sure to stop and talking to everyone that came. Towards the end, did you see your parents, patiently awaiting their turn with you and Charles. As you see them, a part of you wants to pretend you didn’t see them, you want to turn around and find someone else to talk to. But Charles doesn’t allow that, he plasters a kind smile on his face for your parents as he waves to them. He holds your hand tightly, pulling you towards them.

“Thank you for coming,” Charles speaks up first, as you stand in front of them.

“Of course, we couldn’t miss such a special moment,” Susie says, not taking her eyes off of you. “Congratulations sweetheart.”

“Thank you Mamma,” you say, as you feel the tears line your eyes again. Susie sticks out her arms for a hug and you welcome her hug. “Thank you for coming,” you say whole-heartedly with a full smile. Your heart begins to feel at ease.

“Congratulations Darling,” Toto says, pulling you from Susie for his own hug.

“Thank you daddy,” you say as a few stray tears fall from your eyes.

Charles watches the sweet moment exchanged between you and your parents. He knows that this is what you needed.

Nevertheless, news travels fast in Monaco. It only took two days before photos of yours and Charles’ engagement was leaked to the media. Articles were published, social media posts were made, the formula one podcast were covering it. Everything had one thing in common though. It was said ‘Charles Leclerc is engaged to Toto Wolff’s daughter.��

You don’t know why but it rubbed you the wrong way. You have always been known as Toto Wolff’s daughter, and it never bothered you before. It never used to bother you when people referred to you as the little wolf, or as the mini Toto. You used to love being known as Toto’s daughter. However, at this moment, it wasn’t the same.

You didn’t read all the articles, as most of them were just copies of each other. You did scroll through one just to see what people were saying, and you noticed that it took them three paragraphs before even mentioning your own name. Then, even after mentioning your name in the article, they still referred to you as Toto Wolff’s daughter. Your name never made the headlines, your face didn’t even make the cover photo. You don’t know what it was, but this time, it didn’t feel good being known as Toto Wolff’s daughter.

“Charles,” you spoke up, leaning on the doorframe of the bedroom, looking at Charles laying on the bed, “let's get married.”

“Ma cherie,” Charles said pointing at your left hand, “that ring means we are getting married.” Charles chuckles as he sits up in the bed.

You smile, looking at the ring on your finger. “I know, but I mean let's get married now,” you say, looking up at Charles, “like before the season ends, let's get married.”

“Are you sure?” Charles looks at you with worry.

“I mean we can have a big wedding, with all the bells and whistles later on, but I wanna be married now. I wanna be Mrs.Leclerc before the year ends.” You smile as you speak, thinking that will be a good enough reason for Charles.

Charles smiles at you, he can see through your charade but he’s willing to give into you. “If that’s what you want, we will do that,” he comes up to you, kissing you on the forehead. “I have to ask what brought this on?” Charles looks at you closely, and you know that your false reasons aren’t enough for him.

You hang your head a little knowing that the reason behind the need to get married right away, is a little foolish. “I am known as Toto Wolff’s daughter. Did you know it took an article three paragraphs to even mention what my name was?” You sigh, even as you say it aloud it sounds stupid.

“Would you rather be known as Charles Leclerc’s wife?” Charles knows that trading the Toto Wolff’s daughter title for the Charles Leclerc’s wife title, isn’t going to satisfy you.

“It would be a title I want, rather than a title that I'm stuck with.” you try to reason, you don’t know if you’re helping or hurting your case.

“y/n,” Charles gives you a look. You don’t like it when Charles knows you better than you know yourself, “we both know you don’t want to be known as Charles Leclerc’s wife. You gotta make a name for yourself baby, maybe as a driver.” Charles raises his eyebrows at you, looking hopeful.

“It’s been five years,” you say, looking nervously at Charles. There isn’t a day that goes by that you haven’t thought about racing again, but five years is a long break for anyone.

“The numbers you put up on my simulator are enough to suggest you still got it,” Charles says as he walks past you, out of the bedroom to leave you with your thoughts.

You think for a second, “I still want to get married before the season ends,” you shout for Charles to hear you.

“We can do that too ma cherie,” Charles shouts back, causing you to smile. You do think about his suggestion of going back to racing though. You can’t stop thinking about it.

“Charles,” you spoke first, walking to the living room, with a stack of papers. Charles sat up to pay attention to you. “I meant it when I said I wanted to be married before the season ends.”

Charles slowly nods his head, “okay.”

“Let’s do it after Monza, right after Monza. Your brothers are going to be in Monza for the grand prix, so will my parents. Lake Como is a couple hours away. We can go to a courthouse and then the lake for pictures. What do you think?”

“Ma cherie, if that’s what you want, we can do that.” Charles smiles softly at you, he is willing to give you whatever you want. “What are those papers?”

“Marriage license, that we need to fill out a file to get married,” you smile excitedly at Charles while he chuckles. He could tell you were excited to get married.

“Okay,” he says with a smile, as you hand him a pen. The two of you spend the rest of the evening filling out all the official paperwork to get married. The two of you decide to go to the courthouse the Tuesday after the grand prix. Charles makes sure to call his mom and his brothers about the event. He tells you that Pierre and Carlos are going to insist on coming as well.

You tell him that’s fine, you don’t mind a few extra guests, as long as it’s not the entire grid. You know you’re going to have to invite the entire grid when you make the actual big wedding.

“Are you packing for the Netherlands?” you questioned as you made your way into the bedroom. Charles' clothes were laid out on the bed to be packed.

“Yeah, my ear is still bothering me, I think I’m going to have to drive it.”

“Oh no, a driver has to drive to his race,” you say overly sarcastically to Charles. He shakes his head at you with a bit of a smile.

“Are you flying with your father?”

“I was thinking of going with you,” you say, as you sit on the bed, watching Charles fold his clothes.

Charles looks up at you with a smile, “I would love for you to come with me ma cherie,” he says as he leans down to give you a kiss. “We leave tomorrow though, better get to packing.”

“Yes sir,” you say sarcastically with a little salute. Charles raises a brow at you, causing you to start blushing madly. “I’ll pack.”

“y/n,” Charles calls out, stopping you in your tracks, “did you tell your parents about the wedding?’

“I will, tonight. After I pack.”

After you packed your bags for the Netherlands and for Monza, you headed to your parents house for dinner. You felt extremely nervous about telling your parents about the wedding. In your gut you felt like telling them would be a mistake. You couldn’t figure out why, as they seemed to be more accepting of your relationship with Charles at the engagement party. Your father even congratulated you.

You knew that this isn’t going to be the wedding they originally anticipated. You know they are going to want a reason for the sudden rush to be married. You don’t know if you want to tell them your reason though. Your father would probably take offense to your aversion to being known as Toto Wolff’s daughter.

When you walk into the house you can smell your Mamma’s cooking. She didn’t cook often, considering that her and your father were constantly traveling for work. That when she did cook it was a special occasion. You loved your Mamma’s cooking, something about it tasted extra special. Almost like you could tell she was cooking with love.

“Hi sweetheart,” Mamma greeted you as you made yourself visible in the kitchen.

“Hi,” you greeted back with a big smile.

“Dinner is just about ready, get your father from his office please,”

“Of course Mamma,” you say as you make your way to the office. You knock first, before slowly pushing the door open. You see your father sitting at his desk typing away, “Mamma said dinner is almost done.”

Your father smiles when he hears your voice, he finishes his typing, shutting his laptop before standing, “lets eat.”

Dinner is filled with many laughs and stories. It feels like nothing has changed. You know things have changed, you know that it's different now. But you like that this place still offers you the feeling of home. You may not have forgiven them but you are accepting that they were just trying their best. This is their first time in life too.

As you begin to wrap up dinner, you know it’s time to tell them. “I have some news to tell you guys.”

“Good news?” Your mamma questions as she places the last of the dishes in the sink to be washed, before walking back towards the table.

“I think it’s good news,” you say.

“What is it darling?” Your father questions as he sits up in his seat.

“Me and Charles are getting married.”

Your Mamma chuckles a bit, “sweetheart, we know that, we were at the party.”

“No, I mean we’re getting married soon. Like in two weeks.”

“Two weeks?” your father questions, looking seriously at you.

“That’s really soon,” your Mamma says.

“Why are you rushing?” Your father questions.

“I want to be married before the season ends, I just want to be married.”

“That’s not a reason y/n.” Your father looks at you with a scorn. He makes it clear that he’s not liking this.

“I love Charles, daddy. I don’t want to wait to spend the rest of my life with him,” you try to come up with a good enough reason on the spot. Something that won’t hurt your father’s feelings.

“Are you pregnant?” Your father questions, his disdain being clear.

“Excuse me? No daddy, of course not.”

“That’s the only reason to rush into a marriage like this.”

“Toto,” your Mamma says, “I don’t think that’s fair.”

“That’s the only reason people rush into a marriage is when they’re knocked up.” You can’t believe your father’s words. “It’s probably why he proposed, because he knew. So how far along are you?”

“Daddy i’m not pregnant,” you didn’t know what else to say, as you shook your head, denying your father’s accusations.

“I told you Susie, he was no good for her.” Your father doesn’t stop, he continues on with “I should have never brought you to the paddock. I should have never allowed you to be around that boy.”

“Daddy please,” you begin to cry, you don’t know how the night took such a sour turn.

“Toto, I think that’s enough,” your mamma tries to stop your father.

“How far along are you, we can go see a doctor and make it like this never happened.”

Too far. Your father went too far with that last statement. Susie knows he went too far as well. She can see it in your face there was no saving it now. “I’m not pregnant,” you say with much disgust. “I wanted to get married so soon because I hate being known as your daughter. I much rather be known as Charles' wife than as your daughter.”

The way you say it hurts Susie’s heart. It almost feels like you’re saying you hated being their daughter. She knows you have every right to be angry. It doesn’t mean that your words hurt any less. She knows that this is hers and Toto’s fault. She just wishes Toto would stop digging their own graves.

You stand to take your leave, you don’t want to be here anymore. You don’t even know if you want them at the wedding anymore. “Even if I was pregnant daddy, I would never get rid of it.” You wipe away any of the remaining tears, “you’ve made it clear how you feel about this, I don’t want you at the wedding. Mamma, you’re more than welcome to come to the wedding, you and Jack. Only you and Jack.”

You leave it at that, and you don’t know if you can accept this. You accepted what they did to your racing career, but this is an entirely different matter.

Part IV

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THE NON CANON PARTS OF THE BLACK BUTLER ANIME IN BOTH SEASON 1 AND 2 AND ALSO THE SPECIALS WERE WILD

(in no particular order)

Ciel hires a random naked dog man who can turn into a giant wolf to be his servant even though he literally does nothing around the manor and just hangs out with Finny all the time

Finny forms a crush on a character we later find out is an angel named Angela and after the dog village arc ends we never hear of his crush again

For the most part the curry arc is the same, but for some reason they decided to change the ending. In the manga Lau and Ranmao killed Nina and her husband, in the anime everyone becomes evil by eating curry, and Sebastian had to feed them all his curry buns to turn them all good again, WHAT??

Sebastian has sex with a Nun in some cult church

Angela took Vincent and Rachel's bodies and stitched them into a weird Frankenstein looking thing because apparently that would combine their souls in the afterlife so they could be together forever

Also the whole thing with Ciel being kidnapped by the cult is never explained despite Queen Victoria and Angela being responsible for the death of his parents, therefore you'd think they'd also be responsible for the whole cult thing? But they would have no reason to sell a 10 year old to be abused by a cult-

Ash (aka Angela because they're the same person) turns Queen Victoria into A FREAKING LOLI

Ciel is framed for drug trafficking

Sebastian is arrested and kept in a torture dungeon for like 3 days where he is BDSM whipped by Angela for some reason

Fred Abberline dies

Fred before he dies mentions he doesn't have any family yet he has a brother who shows up in season 2-

Lau and Ranmao die yet they also show up in season 2

Lizzy gets kidnapped by a doll man and is almost turned into a doll zombie (not a bizarre doll just a doll zombie)

Sebastian ditches Ciel in France for some reason

Ciel finds Undertaker on some random boat and then Undertaker tells him he's gonna freakin' die

London is on fucking fire

Who caused the fire? Pluto. And thats the only part of the story where he is relevant

The final fight between Sebastian and Ash/Angela is fucking awesome though

In season 2 Ciel is just in a suitcase and has amnesia

Alois pokes Hannah's eye out for spilling a drink or something

Ciel and Lizzy try to find a deer or something and everyone thinks they're gonna break up after just 1 argument

Lau even started a gambling thing where people put down their bets on whether or not Ciel and Lizzy were gonna break up

Some weird old lady set random people on fire because she didn't like her husband, for some reason the fire disintegrated the souls so Grell couldn't collect them which doesn't make sense

Some weird bullshit happens on a train with a Pharaoh, a murderer and Sebastian being cool like always

Alois has a dress up party at his house

Soma and Agni cry because Ciel has amnesia

Soma is dressed up as Sherlock Holmes even though black butler takes place before that came out

Lizzy dresses up as a Native American, lets just say she's lucky Twitter didn't exist in the Victorian Era

Kinda like the whole curry thing everyone turns evil except its from music from a magic instrument Hannah plays and not curry, and Sebastian stops it by playing his own music kind of like the final battle in Equestria Girls Rainbow Rocks

Alois crossdresses and turns Ciel bi curious

Sebastian and Claude have sexual tension in the lake

Ciel and Alois have a sword fight, Ciel is thrown off a balcony and Alois is stabbed

"PLEASE HELP ME CLAUDE, HELP ME I'M DYING 😭"

We soon find out about Alois' backstory and it's actually quite sad and hits a bit close to home for me, I won't go into detail but the poor kids been through a lot, Alois is genuinely an interesting and kind of well written character its a shame he was put in the non canon pile of shite

Claude then crushed Alois' skull and takes his soul and puts it in a ring

Kids are getting their eyeballs ripped out and apparently Alois is doing all of this, but for some reason Scotland yard THINKS CIEL IS ALOIS WHICH IS SO DUMB BECAUSE THEY'VE BEEN WORKING WITH HIM EVER SINCE HE BECAME THE QUEENS CORGI GUARD DOG

He is taken to some doctor and is dumped into a pool of gatorade to fuse his and Alois' souls

Ciel's backstory is basically half of Alois' and half of Ciel's and thinks Sebastian killed his brother Luca

Ciel doesn't like Claude because Claude is a goober

Hannah does a weird thing with Ciel she like... Possesses him? And his eyeball appears in her mouth or something? I had no idea what was going on

Soon it is revealed Hannah was the one who ate Luca's soul and is now feeling like a mother figure for Alois because of it

Grell shows up again (yay) and she keeps trying to take sexy photos of Sebastian

Soon Claude and Sebastian end up at a maze thingy and they need to answer trivia questions to get to Alois/Ciel's soul

Soon they go to some demon island and they end up fighting using a demon sword while Ciel and Alois talk about shit in some void

Claude fucking dies (rip goober)

Alois' soul is finally set free and the poor kid gets to be with his little brother again

Hannah turns Ciel into a demon so Sebastian can no longer eat his soul so Sebastian just becomes Ciel's butler for all eternity and I lowkey feel bad for him, because yeah eating childrens souls is wrong but BRO WORKED SO HARD HE LITERALLY BANGED A NUN FOR THIS CHILD AND THIS IS THE THANKS HE GETS??

Ciel and Sebastian fake their death, the end of season 2 and a few years after that the ACTUAL CONTINUATION OF THE CANON PARTS come out

Ciel in wonderland is very silly

Sebastian as the rabbit is hot for some reason, does that make me a furry?

There is a lot of weird fan service, for example Ranmao keeps shoving her boobs and butt into Ciel's face... LADY THAT IS A 13 YEAR OLD YOU CANT DO THAT-

I'm glad it wasn't canon because I love Ranmao and she would never do that in canon

Madame Red as the queen of hearts is very cool

Weebalu already mentioned this but I wish J Michael Tatum (Sebastian's dub voice actor) did a Alice In Wonderland audiobook in the Sebastian voice

The one where Ciel puts on a play for hamlet was funny, the part where they're practicing is funny because its like an actual theatre club

Soma and Agni are the kids who are always eating, Ciel is the kid who just sucks at acting, Grell is the one who is great at acting but is very annoying and Sebastian is the theatre teacher who wants to commit kms because of all of these stupid kids

Ranmao is seaweed

Grell tries to commit incest during the play-

The special where its basically a 'behind the scenes' thing kind of like an actor AU

Sebastian is a fucking 2010's boy band looking lad

Grell is just amazing in this

In the final "trailer" Grell got pregnant, Queen Victoria built a giant robot, Claude tried to destroy the world with the fucking moon, Hannah... Uhhh lets not talk about what she did, a whole load of "I am your father" type plot twists took place and Alois was Ciel and Sebastian's great great great great great great grand-

The special where theres this character who's basically a self insert but she's a white girl so if you're not either of those its kind of hard getting into it (cries in gay guy)

The POV shots look like something out of Dora The Explorer

Soma wants to marry us for some reason, I wouldn't mind that he's cute

We also get kidnapped by Viscous Druitt for no reason and then Sebastian and Grell save us from a boat in the middle OF THE OCEAN

Finally Will The Reaper (I'm sure there are more specials but I'm lazy)

Grelliam galore

Probably one of the best specials because Grell and William are the main focus and they're just the absolute best

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