#HE DRIVES ME SO CRAZY IT'S UNBELIEVABLE

[wildsaltair]

conquering Germania by day and my ***** by night

[glitter-stained]

Okay but wouldn't it have been funny if Jason came back to life and just straight up told the truth

Like, I understand why that's a terrible idea (we don't want Ra's al ghul wannabe immortality enthusiasts targeting traumatized innocent civilian Jason Todd who has "easy prey" written on his forehead) but still, this is a world in which people have come back to life several times, the mystery of Jason's resurrection is mysterious, but it's not unbelievable, and nothing about it compromises the bats. I can so see it backfire on him too.

Picture this:

Jason: What's the funniest way I can come back to life?

Duke: Tell the truth.

Jason: ??

Duke: Like, leave the compromising bits out obviously, but other than that, be 100% honest. They'll never believe you, and it's gonna drive Bruce crazy. With a little luck, we can get the vein on his forehead to jut out.

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Later:

Interviewer: So, why did you fake your death?

Jason, trained spy, theatre kid, shakespeare nerd extraordinaire: *puts on his traumatized young man face*

Jason: *ashened complexion*

Jason : *knee trembles*

Jason: *hand wraps around a rope burn scar around his wrist like reminding himself the rope is not there* (he let himself get kidnapped by BM's men to destroy that base of operations a week ago)

Bruce: Oh no

Jason: I know this is gonna sound crazy, but I did die. I don't - I remember it very well. I went to Ethiopia to find my birth mother in the hopes of learning to know her, but she took advantage of the situation to traffic me to- to a dangerous sociopath. He tortured me for hours, then turned on her, tied us up and left us to die in the explosion. I'm not sure how I came back... I woke up in my coffin, and then, well. I just dug my way up.

Interviewer: But why only come back to the public eye now?

Jason: Before I could make it home, I was taken in by a cult... They found me desoriented in the streets and I don't know, I guess they decided to take advantage. I... Sorry. Sorry, I'm not trying to- I didn't mean to cry. Um, please just-yeah. It's been a couple of difficult years, I guess.

Interviewer: I understand, this must have been very difficult for you. Thank you so much for sharing this with us, and I think I speak for all of Gotham when I say we believe you, support you, and are very relieved and happy you finally came home.

Jason: I'm sorry what?

The crowd: *enthusiastic noises of agreement*

Jason: what the fuck what the fuck what the fuck

Duke: lmao I can't believe that worked

[dollbrbie]

meguru bachira ʚ ɞ can i fuck you again?

🧁 smut mdni, mentions of alcohol use, obsessive behaviour

you’ve kinda always known bachira had a crush on you. it was pretty obvious, to say the least. so when you got so unbelievably drunk at a random party, you thought why not? you couldn’t deny that he was pretty cute, and the vodka you had been drinking had gotten you so unbelievably worked up. plus, he was right in front of you looking at you like you were his goddess.

so then one thing led to another! and you somehow ended up taking this man’s whole virginity.

like god, no wonder he won’t leave you alone.

of course, you quickly hurried off once you woke up and realised what the hell you just did. bachira was cute and all, but definitely not someone you’d make your boyfriend. he was just way too… much.

but he was a guy, he’d get over it, you thought.

oh, absolutely not. since then, he’s been spamming your phone whether it’s his daily check in or a late night ‘can i fuck you again?’ text. he was starting to drive you crazy, you did not realise how much of a fucking headache meguru bachira was.

even his friends don’t hear the end of it, isagi coming up to you and practically begging you to just answer one of his calls, or to let him down gently because he can’t deal with the constant rambling bachira does, talking about the way he had you, legs spread beneath him while whimpering his name.

it’s so embarrassing, you think.

well, clearly not that embarrassing when you’re at another party, exactly one week from the night you took bachira’s virginity, making out with him on a leather couch as your friends give you confused looks. didn’t you just call this man desperate and annoying?

and for the second time, your find yourself back in bachira’s bed, your legs spread perfectly open for him as he bottoms out inside you.

“do you still think i’m annoying?”, he giggles as he movies in and out of you so painfully slow.

“go faster.”

he shakes his head with a cheeky smile, “say please and i will.”

you scoff, “in your dreams.”

he frowns, grabbing your face as he suddenly picks up his pace, his strokes brutal and deep as he abuses your poor pussy.

“wha— wait, wait- fuck.”, you plead.

“nuh uh. sick of you being so mean to me.”

“bachira, fuck, please, please.”

he smiles at the sight before him, so pleased with himself that he’s got the girl he’s obsessed with under him yet again, whimpering and begging. just the way he’s always imagined when using his fist to fuck himself on his countless virgin nights.

oh and trust me, he’s not letting you get away so easily this time.

© dollbrbie | don’t plagiarise or translate any of my work

[ofstarsandvibranium]

Coffee Crossfire

Fandom: Marvel (Mob Boss AU)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x F!Reader

Summary: You own a cafe in Brooklyn, Bucky Barnes' territory. You occasionally let him hold meetings in the cafe after hours and things usually go well....but not this time.

Bucky looks around the disastrous mess around him. He's so fucked as he takes note of the shattered windows, bullet holes in the furniture and walls, broken tables and chairs.

You're not going to be happy with him at all.

Bucky looks at Sam and Steve, who've just finished getting rid of the bodies.

"She's gonna be pissed," Sam says looking at the mess.

"I know!" Bucky exclaims and runs a hand through his hair, "Fuck. Okay," he points at his two best friends, "Call up a clean up crew and construction crew. We need to get started on fixing this place up ASAP."

"Got it, boss," Sam says with a nod, pulling out his phone.

Steve approaches Bucky and claps him on the shoulder, "Start planning your funeral, Buck."

"Shut the fuck up, Steve." Bucky pulls out his phone and starts searching for places that are open late. He needs to find you some flowers.

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You're up late working on paperwork when you hear a knock at your door. You get up from your desk and peer into the peephole. You see Bucky holding a bouquet of flowers and you're immediately suspicious.

When you open the door, you see the flowers and the look on Bucky's face. You cross your arms over your chest and ask, “What did you do?”

He shrugs and responds, “Why do you assume I did something?”

“Because you got me flowers and you have a look on your face that says ‘I did something bad and you’re gonna be mad at me for it.’”

He gulps and confesses, “…the cafe got shot up.”

“WHAT?!” You look at him with wide eyes. You immediately grab your keys, slip on your shoes, and ready to head out, but Bucky stops you.

“I already have my guys cleaning it up and repairs will start tomorrow!"

You groan and grab the bouquet of flowers, whacking Bucky with them, “Unbelievable, Barnes! I can't believe you!”

“Sugar, I swear, I didn’t anticipate for the meeting to go that way!”

You grunt again, turning around and heading back into your apartment. Bucky follows you in and watches as you toss the flowers onto your kitchen counter, the petals falling off.

"Listen, I promise you, that the meeting was going well and then we were ambushed. They did a drive by. Romanoff and Maximoff were able to track them. Sam, Steve, and I handled the guys in the cafe."

"None of your people got hurt?"

Bucky shakes his head, "Thankfully, no."

"Good, I might kill you myself then," you look at him with a stern glare.

He holds his hands up, "Understandable. But I already have the guys working on cleaning the mess and fixing it up. Might take a few weeks depending on the damage."

"Take me there."

"Sugar-"

"Take. Me. There. Now."

Bucky gulps, "Alright." Bucky leads you out of your apartment and to his car. The ride to your cafe is filled with silence. Bucky knows how much he fucked up.

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Your heart drops when you see the shattered windows and busted door. Sam, Steve, and several of Bucky's men are sweeping up the glass, surveying the mess.

Bucky can't stand the sad look on your face, "Sugar, I-"

"Don't."

You take a look around, any man in your way immediately moves to the side. Your life's work was ruined and all because you decided to set shop in Bucky's territory.

You hold back tears and look at Bucky, "You're going to handle it?"

"All of it. You just let me know what you want and need and I'll pay for it."

"Okay...and, maybe don't have anymore meetings here from now on."

"I understand. No matter what, your cafe will still be under my protection."

"Okay. Can you take me home now?"

"Of course."

The ride back was in silence once more. It drove Bucky crazy because he loved hearing you talk and joke with him. Knowing that he was the reason for your silence absolutely breaks his heart. After dropping you off, he definitely needs to pay the guys who did this a visit.

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You go to the cafe the next morning and see a group of people already working on fixing the windows and doors.

You're also surprised to see Bucky there, very dressed down in a tshirt and jeans.

"Bucky?"

"Oh, hey," he hands you a paper, "Here's a list of things that need repairs or replacements. Just send me the links to any furniture and decor you want."

You take notice of his wrapped knuckles. You immediately grab his hands and look at him, "These weren't like this when I saw you last night."

"Had to give some people a talking to."

"YOU RUINED MY GIRL'S CAFE! NOW TELL ME WHO YOU WORK FOR!"

"Hm. Did they suffer?" you look at him with curiosity.

He smirks at you, "Of course. Romanoff and Maximoff are good at what they do."

"Remind me to buy them dinner later."

He looks at you with a pout, "I helped too!"

"Hardly, I'm sure."

"Well how about I get a kiss since I'm paying for everything?"

"The damage is your fault. I'm not rewarding you for solving the problems you caused, Barnes."

He groans, "You break my heart, sugar."

You shrug, "You'll live," you pocket the list and head to the counter to overlook all of your equipment.

Bucky stays back and watches you for a little bit. He can't deny how much he cares for you, which is why he's working so hard to fix the problems he caused.

He just hopes you'll eventually see how much you mean to him and take his feelings for you seriously.

PART 2 HERE

[starryjake]

jake w virgin reader?🥹

SO GOOD. like you know he just wants to be gentle and sweet and make you feel good and safe, but there’s a part inside him that is just rly struggling on holding back and absolutely wrecking you.

your innocence drives him crazy. you’re JUST so smooth and warm and you get wet so so easy which turns him on so bad. he holds your hand as he slides himself in, eyes rolling back at how fucking tight you are.

your walls are gripping him unbelievably tight. clenching and warm and wet and soft. jake just wants to start pounding you into your bed, but he knows he has to wait. it’s a reminder he keeps in his head, to take it slow since you’ve never done it before.

“it hurts, jake,” you tell him, eyes watery when you look up at him.

he feels lightheaded by your purity.

“i know, angel,” he coos, caressing your blushing cheek. “you’re doing so good for me.”

he’s very sweet, talking you through it, praising you, assuring you that it’s okay. but it’s still there, this animalistic nature to him that makes him just want to fuck you hard.

next time, he tells himself.

[cloudzoro]

Too Much | One Piece ♡

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big men with big cocks. size kink go brrrrr

masterlist

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genre: smut (minors dni)

characters: crocodile, kaidou, zoro

cw: fem!reader, unprotected sex, size kink, pussy slapping, toys/size training, a lot of cum

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Crocodile

Crocodile has a smug grin plastered on his face as he watches your pussy struggle to take him. He takes it slow with you, deep voice soothing you and distracting you from the stretch.

“I'm almost in, My Love. You're taking me so well” His hand has an almost bruising grip on your hips as he holds you still for him.

His size had always been something you were both wary of when it came to sex. He was going to deny you at first, not wanting to hurt you, but then you walked in begging for it and he couldn't say no to your pretty face. He has you writhing and crying on his cock, and it's taking everything in him not to snap and fuck you like crazy. Your nails scratch at his huge arms as he finally pushes himself inside you to the base.

He's surprisingly patient with you, letting you adjust to his size. He braces his elbow on the mattress and leans down to kiss you. When you start whining for more, he starts to move his hips, groaning at the way your walls grip his cock. Every heavy thrust of his hips drives toward an orgasm, and you cum faster than any partner has ever made you cum before. Crocodile buried his head in the crook of your neck as your orgasm triggers his own. He fills you up as he growls in your ear about how good you feel.

“See? this pussy was made for me.”

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Kaido

Kaido laughs as tears start to pool in your eyes. You're on his lap, legs spread, and he's been fingering you to stretch you out. He's taking his time to play with your soaked cunt. His fingers are so big you can barely take two of them, and he's enamoured by the way you're still begging for his cock.

“Silly girl. You can barely take my fingers. How are you going to handle my cock?” he asks, curling his fingers inside you. You're approaching your orgasm quickly, almost tipped over the edge when Kaido feels your pussy clench around his fingers and pulls them out. You whine at the loss. Kaido slaps your swollen clit, making your body jolt and arch away from him.

He turns you around so you're straddling him. He tilts your head up to look him in the eyes.

“If you want my cock, you gotta do it yourself,” He says, leaning back and putting his hands behind his head. You line up his cock with your hole and slowly start to sink down on it. Kaido gets impatient pretty quickly; He grips your hips and holds you in place as he slams his hips up into you. “I fucking told you,” he growls.

His words are aggressive, but the grip he has on you is protective. You feel so unbelievably full. You cum embarrassingly quick, and Kaido fucks you through it chasing his own orgasm. You can't focus on anything except the way his huge cock stretches you out, clawing at his arms as the sensation overwhelms you. When he finally cums, he does it with a growl that would terrify anyone else.

“Thank you”, he growls, giving you a moment of vulnerability before watching you redress and sending you off to bed.

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Zoro

“I've cum twice, Zoro. I'm already wet enough,” you insist as Zoro holds a sizable toy pressed inside of you to the hilt. You had tried to take his cock, but he's simply too big, so he's resorted to size training with toys. He's equally frustrated, but he doesn't want to hurt you. You're begging him for his cock, and his patience is running thin.

“You sure you're ready for me?” he asked. He scoffed at your frantic nod. He pulls the slick toy out of your cunt and places it on your body, showing you how deep the toy has just been. He lines up his own, much larger, cock next to it. “this how much bigger I am than this stupid toy,” he says, challenging you.

“I can take it”, you insist, pulling him down for a kiss. He pulls away, grabbing the lube sitting on the bed sheets and coating his cock on it. He's calm on the outside, but inside, he's ecstatic to have your consent.

He pushes the head of his cock inside of you, pressing kisses to your face. The stretch stings at first, but then the feeling dissipates into pleasure. You dig your nails into his back as his huge dick carves its path inside of you. Zoro chuckles loudly, stilling inside of you.

“I'll make it fit, baby. I promise.”

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taglist is open!

I'm so glad you enjoyed! reblogs and comments are well appreciated.

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[ari-ana-bel-la]

Omg i love your stories so much!

Can i make a request of Teen daughter of Charles of (do you remember that picture where Charles was standing on the side cause the fans were taking pictures with Alex? His face still makes me laugh) basically like that, maybe they are in Monza, and as we know Charles is the Ferrari prince, but the fans giving all the attencion (asking for pictures, pictures, yelling for her) while Charles stands on the side (all the drivers + wags are probally cackling at this kkk)

A Weekend to Remember

The sun was already shining brightly over the Autodromo Nazionale Monza as Charles guided the car through the bustling entrance, a familiar excitement buzzing in his chest. But this time, the nerves and anticipation weren’t just about the race. This year, his daughter, Yn, was sitting beside him, her eyes wide as she took in the chaos and beauty of the Italian Grand Prix.

"You okay?" Charles asked softly, stealing a glance at her while maneuvering through the crowds.

Yn turned to him, her face lighting up with a smile. "I still can't believe I'm here," she admitted, her voice full of excitement. "Mom almost didn’t let me come."

Charles chuckled, shaking his head. "I know, believe me. I had to beg for hours. Your mom worries too much."

"You do know you’re like, insanely famous here, right?" Yn teased, raising an eyebrow.

Charles sighed dramatically. "Ah, so you think I’m famous now, do you? I’m just doing my job."

Yn laughed, the sound bright and warm. "Come on, Dad. These people love you. It’s crazy."

As they pulled into the paddock entrance, the crowd’s energy was palpable. The sea of red—Ferrari caps, flags, and scarves—was impossible to miss. Even after years of driving, the love from the tifosi still amazed Charles. But today, all of it felt different. Better. Because his daughter was finally here with him.

When the car came to a stop, Charles exhaled slowly, glancing toward Yn again. "Ready?"

She nodded eagerly. "Let’s do this."

As soon as they stepped out of the car, the noise swelled. Fans cheered his name, waving banners with his face plastered across them. Charles instinctively placed a protective hand on Yn’s shoulder as they moved toward the entrance.

A group of fans rushed toward them, phones in hand. Charles smiled warmly, greeting them with the ease of someone who had done this a thousand times before. "One at a time, yeah?" he said, already posing for selfies.

Yn stepped to the side, watching with a mixture of awe and pride. It wasn’t the first time she had seen her dad in this environment, but seeing the fans’ adoration up close was something else entirely.

"You okay?" Charles asked between pictures, his green eyes checking in on her.

"I’m good," Yn assured him. "It’s just… wow, Dad. They really love you."

He laughed softly, squeezing her shoulder before turning back to the fans.

When they finally made their way toward the pit lane, the crowd seemed to grow louder. Charles kept Yn close, guiding her through the familiar chaos of Monza. But just as they approached the Ferrari garage, something unexpected happened.

A group of fans rushed toward them again—but this time, their attention wasn’t on Charles.

"Yn! Can we get a picture with you?" one of them called out, eyes sparkling with excitement.

Yn blinked, her brows furrowing in confusion. "Me?" she whispered, looking up at her dad.

Charles looked just as surprised, his mouth twitching in disbelief. "They’re asking for pictures with you," he murmured, almost to himself.

Another fan beamed at Yn. "Please? You’re amazing!"

Yn hesitated for a moment before glancing back at Charles. "Is it okay?"

Charles chuckled, still processing the situation. "Of course, if you want to."

She smiled and turned back to the fans, posing with them as they eagerly snapped selfies. Charles stepped back, folding his arms across his chest as he watched the scene unfold. His daughter—his little girl—was out here, posing for pictures like a natural.

"Unbelievable," he muttered under his breath.

"Problem, mate?" a familiar voice teased from behind him.

Charles turned to see Pierre approaching, a knowing grin on his face.

"Not a problem," Charles replied, though his expression gave away his confusion.

Pierre clapped a hand on his shoulder. "My goddaughter’s an icon. What did you expect? She’s got the charm—it runs in the family."

Charles rolled his eyes but couldn’t help the smile tugging at his lips. "She’s not even supposed to be the famous one," he mumbled.

Pierre laughed. "Good luck with that. I think the Tifosi just adopted her."

After Yn finished taking pictures, she skipped back to her dad, her face glowing with excitement. "Did you see that? They actually wanted pictures with me!"

Charles felt a familiar warmth spread through his chest—a mix of pride and nostalgia. For a moment, it was like she was little again, running toward him after spotting something exciting. He reached out, pulling her into a hug before he could stop himself.

"I’m proud of you," he said quietly, his voice filled with sincerity.

Yn tilted her head in confusion. "For what? I didn’t do anything."

Charles shook his head, hugging her a little tighter. "Just for being you."

She laughed softly, leaning into his embrace. "You’re such a softie, Dad."

"You’re going to give him a heart attack at this rate," Pierre teased from the side, clearly enjoying the show.

A few more drivers had gathered, and Charles could hear the quiet laughter behind him. Max smirked from a few steps away. "You okay, man? Need a minute?"

"I’m fine," Charles shot back, though the fondness in his voice was undeniable.

Carlos strolled up with a grin. "Your daughter is stealing your spotlight, mate. How does it feel?"

Charles just shook his head, chuckling under his breath. "I don’t mind. She deserves it."

Yn beamed up at her dad, squeezing his arm. "I still can’t believe I’m here. Thank you for convincing Mom."

Charles softened, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. "Anytime. I wanted to share this with you."

As they stood there—surrounded by the noise of Monza, the teasing of friends, and the love of the tifosi—Charles realized something. No matter how intense the race weekend got, this moment with Yn would be the one he’d hold onto.

And if the fans wanted to adopt his daughter as their newest icon… well, he couldn’t blame them.

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Authors Note: Hey loves! I hope you enjoy reading this. My requests are always open for you.

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[mattluvr]

⋆·˚ ༘ * a pure smut matt sturniolo oneshot !

( switch!matt, riding, praise and slight dumbification if you squint )

matt likes to be in control.

he loves to feel your thighs clenching around his head as he eats you out, making you shake from the pleasure he’s invoking. groaning at the sight of his hands gripping your hips, pushing you back onto his dick as he fucks you from behind.

so when you held up a silk blindfold and asked if you could be in control, you were surprised at how easily matt gave in.

which leads you to now, sinking down onto his cock as he gropes at your body blindly, restrained moans spilling out of his mouth.

“fuck, you feel so good.” he whines, the way you clench around him making his head spin.

you hiss in response, throwing your head back as you bottom out; he also feels so fucking good, dick twitching inside you as you still your movements. you want to drag this out, make the boy beneath you cry out your name as he cums, so you simply lean forward and plant a soft kiss to his lips, giggling at his whimpered response.

“god, i need you so bad. move your hips please, baby.”

you raise your eyebrow; he’s still very much in control, which is not what you agreed to, so to tease him with what he’s missing out on seeing, vision obscured by the blindfold, you lean down and press another kiss to his lips, purposely pushing your hair forward so that it brushes matt’s cheeks. this is one of matt’s favourite things to do with you; stare into your eyes as he makes out with you. so his whine into your mouth is expected, but so hot.

and now he’s getting greedy and impatient, his blind hands gripping your hips harshly, beginning to move you up and down. you stop him almost instantly, however, tutting. “ah, ah. thought i was in control, hm?”

“yea-ah.” matt’s words are interrupted by a guttural moan, his own hips thrusting up into you. “i’m sorry, i’ll be good. just hurry up… please.”

for someone who willingly wanted to be in the submissive position, matt isn’t very good at going through with it. but, as much as you want to prolong the act of teasing, forcing him to cockwarm you, there’s a ball of your own ache and need forming in the pit of your stomach already, and you want to move your hips so badly, just to receive that feeling of pleasure that makes your body ascend.

so you give in, placing your hands on matt’s forearms, pinning them down as you move upwards on his dick. he groans in response, muttering obscenities under his breath, which are only amplified as you slam back down onto him again, the sounds rebounding through matt’s room lewd yet unbelievably hot.

you quicken your pace, whining at the white bliss washing over you; matt’s dick is the perfect length, his tip repeatedly brushing your g spot as you bounce, the boy now a moaning mess beneath you. all signs of his usual dominance are out the window, and just the sight of his trying something new and letting you take the ropes is turning you on even further.

he even begins to buck his hips up into you, driving you crazy, and suddenly you feel bad that he’s missing out on witnessing such a sight. without further thought, you’re leaning down and pulling his blindfold off, the coldness of his eyes making you shudder. but this time his expression is different; instead of the usual crease pulling his eyebrows together out of pure concentration, his features are slack, face pulled down into a constant moan.

he looks even sexier than usual.

then, matt meets your gaze, wriggling his arms free of your grasp, which you decide to let slide as the pleasure his dick provides is clouding all other thoughts, his rough hands resting on your bouncing hips.

“oh, you’re so fucking good for me.” he mumbles, pushing you down as he thrusts up. you’re no longer in control, the lack of blindfold instilling confidence in your boyfriend. “look so pretty when you bounce on my cock, yeah?”

“y-yes matt, fuck.”

matt hums, tweaking one of your nipples with his index finger and thumb. you hate how he’s taken control, but then again you like not having to think so hard. you enjoy the way his dick makes your brain turn to mush.

“you gonna cum for me?” he whispers and you nod, lip clenched between teeth. the pleasure is brewing, threatening to spill. he chuckles. “cum for me then, baby. give it to me.”

and you do, your whole body convulsing as you orgasm. matt is quick behind you, shooting spurts of warm cum into you, the liquid immediately overflowing and leaking out down your leg; as much as matt likes to domineer a sexual scenario, the way you made him moan had clearly turned him on enough to make him cum a shed load. you’re pretty proud of yourself.

as you roll off him, sharing his heavy breaths, you caress his cheek with your hand, smiling. “you like when i’m in control?”

“maybe…” matt shrugs, pulling you into his chest. “but next time i’m blindfolding you.”

“deal.”

[cowgirlvi]

mdni. sub-bottom jinx. fem-top reader. vaginal sex. fingering. anal sex. slight painal. strap-on usage.

word count: 2.8k

thinking about having anal sex with jinx for the first time. she loves the feeling of her pussy being stretched open, so naturally, she assumes she’ll feel the same way when you fuck your cock into her ass. she has an ass built for anal sex. it’s a perky little peach that fits perfectly in your hands, that looks so cute in the tiny panties she sleeps in.

after scrolling through reddit forums that discuss the ins and outs of anal sex, she finds herself obsessed with the thought of you filling up her second hole. how pleasurable it would feel, how intimate it would be. she doesn’t know how to bring it up to you, doesn’t know if that would be asking too much. she wonders if she should subconsciously put the idea in your brain so you bring it up yourself, but that would take time; weeks maybe. jinx doesn’t have weeks to spare, not when she wants your strap in her asshole now. besides, you always tell her that communication is key in a relationship.

but she can’t help herself when you’re fucking her pussy one day, loud plap sounds filling the room when your hips meet her ass. she’s arched like a cat, drooling onto your bedsheets, her jaw hanging open as she’s fucked stupid. you’re pulling on her blue braids and she loves the way it makes her scalp sting.

then you move her woven hair all into one hand, your palm sliding down her back to rest on her ass, kneading the plump fat. you can never get enough of the way her ass looks, especially when you’re filling up her pussy from behind, how it ripples and bounces when you slam into her.

”aghh! you’re f-fucking me—nghh—so hard,” jinx cries, her raspy voice is so whiny and cute. fuck, she drives you crazy. you feel completely mad, desperate to figure out how to make her pleasure even more intense.

you love how responsive she is whenever you touch her, how her eyes glaze over and roll back into her skull when she has her pussy filled in any type of way, how her tongue lolls out stupidly when she’s really losing her mind. you love the way her skin erupts in goosebumps and how her entire body trembles with the effort of keeping your strap inside her, never wanting you to leave.

”you look so good like—hah, this,” you tell her, and you’re panting at the strength in which you’re fucking her. you hammer your hips against her, using your grip on her hair to keep her back arched obscenely.

you're so deep inside her; you wonder if your strap is kissing her cervix, or if you managed to get even farther than that.

you use your index and thumb to spread her cheeks apart, admiring the way her little fuckhole is stretched obscenely around your cock. her pussy is creamy and gushing and loud. then your eyes land on her pink, puckered rim. biting your lip, you wonder how tight she is in her second hole.

and without even thinking, your thumb is circling her asshole while you fuck her, stimulating her in so many different ways—in ways she’s never felt before, except by her own fingers. she’s surprised to say the least; she hadn’t even started her subliminal message plan on you yet.

”please!” she cries meekly.

”hmm?” 

”put your finger in my ass—ahh! i need it so bad,” and jinx sounds like she’s about to start sobbing out of frustration.

you groan, surprised and unbelievably turned on. your heart rate increases, pounding at the thought of being inside her tight little asshole, your nails biting into her skin. “god, baby, are you sure?”

instead of answering, she face-plants into your bedsheets, bringing her hands back to her asscheeks. she digs her nails deeply into her flesh until it turns red while holding herself open. her asshole is on full display, the pink rim twitching like it needs to be filled. 

you pound into her with renewed vigor, flesh slapping against flesh filling your bedroom lewdly. you’ve never felt so horny before, so pussydrunk.

you collect the juices from her pussy on your digit, then you slowly sink your index finger inside her and her ass sucks you in greedily. you moan gutturally and gasp at how velvety and warm she feels in her second hole, at the way her ass is massaging your finger. “how are all your holes so needy, baby?”

you can’t believe how much you lucked out, how every single one of her holes is just desperate to be stretched and used. you’re pumping the tip of your index finger in and out of jinx’s tight asshole, as you continue pounding into her dripping pussy from behind. she’s like a furnace inside, a stark contrast to how freezing her pale skin always is.

she has full-body shivers, huffing and gasping, fucking back against you with newfound determination.

”how does it feel, sweetheart?” you wonder, curling the tip of your finger every now and again.

”good—uhh! it feels so good,” she keens. she’s still obediently holding her ass open for you. you push your finger inside her entirely to the first knuckle, dizzy with the way the digit disappears inside her ass. it’s both intimate and extremely vulgar. 

”yeah? you like when i stuff both your holes full?” you hum and jinx mewls, nodding enthusiastically.

“yes, fuck my ass—hnggf! i want y-your cock, uuuh, in my ass,” she sobs.

“jinx—!”

you can’t handle her dirty mouth anymore; you come instantly, your lips falling open in a silent scream. you’re twitching and jerking your hips against her ass uncontrollably. your thrusts are uncoordinated and deep, really grinding the base of the strap against your clit—which, in turn, vibrates against her cervix.

jinx orgasms as well, the little minx squirting on your cock in euphoria. she lets out an ungodly wail, louder than you’ve ever heard before, and you suddenly wish she was laying on her back so you could see what her face looks like in this moment. you imagine her face is the perfect picture of debauched ecstasy, her tongue lolling out and panting like a dog, tears and drool streaming down her face—reminiscent of a porn star.

you collapse forward on top of her, the strap slipping free from her cunt with your index finger. you lay across her slim back, immobile and buzzing. she sighs contently, bringing her hand back to rub her fingers across your head. her long nails scratch against your scalp and tangle in strands of hair. this feels nice, you think you could fall asleep like this, passed out in utter bliss—except, jinx is pushing you off of her.

you groan in question, falling onto your back beside her. your strap is still fastened around your hips and it springs up like a jack-in-the-box. you feel too lazy to take it off right now.

“quick, stretch out my ass.”

“huh?”

jinx bends across your bed, her hand reaching around in your bedside drawer for the bottle of lube you purchased in the past. the battle is sealed shut, never having to use it previously because jinx’s pussy is always so remarkably wet. “you should probably get three fingers inside me.”

“what—you mean right now?” you ask dumbly. you’re surprised by how lucid she is—but when she puts her mind to something, she always follows through.

her voice becomes shrill, “yes, now! how much longer are you going to make me wait?!”

so, after what felt like hours of stretching jinx open—of playing with her heart-shaped ass and managing to make her come two more times—your fingers are cramped up and you finally deemed her hole ready for your cock.

your strap is completely drenched in lube, resting on her ass as if you’re measuring how deep it’ll go inside her. you kneed her cheeks, building further anticipation in her gut. it’s a promise of what's to come, a teasing hint of the deep, stretching pleasure that you’re going to inflict on her. jinx’s pretty pink asshole is clenching around nothing, hungry and waiting.

you grab the thick base of your strap and rub the fat head teasingly over her tight hole. the flared tip pushes against the clenched ring of muscle, not yet breaching it, just applying a maddening amount of pressure. jinx writhes beneath you, trying to push her hips back so your cock slips inside her hole, but she’s too tight to do it all by herself.

you know that you’re pushing her to the very brink of sanity with your teasing administrations and torturously slow pace. you take your time, leisurely trailing your fingers along the curves of her ass, kneading and squeezing the firm globes as if you have all the time in the world. you’re waiting for jinx to beg for it, to scream in frustration—and predictably, she does.

”just—put it in already!”

you part her small cheeks wide with your hands, exposing her fluttering, twitching hole to the cool air of the room, and she shudders, a full-body tremble that starts at the base of her spine and radiates upwards.

"fuckk, look at this greedy little asshole," you murmur. your voice is a dark, sinful rumble as you lean in to trace the rim of her entrance with the tip of your finger.

“ugh, shut up!” she groans, embarrassed—but she clearly likes the way you’re talking to her at the same time, because she eagerly pushes her ass against you for more. and it’s intoxicating, the power you hold over jinx in this moment; the way you can reduce your strong, fierce girlfriend to a needy, wanton mess with just a few well-placed touches and dirty words.

growing serious, you say, “you ready f’me, baby?” and you rub your palm down her back lovingly. you squirt more lube onto both the dildo and jinx’s hole. it’s a sticky, squelching mess.

”obviously,” she answers monotone. you scoff, swatting at her ass for her attitude, but you know her defensiveness is just a coping mechanism, a way to hide the vulnerability she's feeling in this moment. you don’t mind, not really. it’s just a small stumbling block on the path to the ecstasy that awaits you both.

then you line up your strap with her hole. the head of your cock pops past the shiny, cherry-red rim of her asshole. jinx hisses, gripping at your bedsheets with earnest. the head is inside her and it feels like so much already. she spasms, glitches, and tries to run away from your strap, tries to make the head slip back out.

”noo, sweetheart. stay still and relax, okay?” you instruct, and she muffles a sob in the bedsheets but obeys you all the same. you hold onto her wide hips and pull her further onto your cock—an inch, then another, then another, until you’re halfway inside her. you go slowly, giving her lithe body time to adjust to the thick, foreign intrusion stretching her open. jinx mewls the entire time, trembling like she’s out in the dead of winter.

”mmffuck!” she gasps, thoroughly speechless.

you swear you can feel her clenching heat, every flutter, every spasm, every desperate attempt she makes to adjust to the intense stretch of being filled so completely. it’s intoxicating, knowing that you’re the one causing such exquisite pleasure and discomfort, such delicious agony.

“shh, baby. just breathe," you coo, rubbing soothing circles on the small of her back as you continue to sink into her, inch by torturous inch. "you’re doing so good, sweetheart. taking it so well, mmm.”

jinx can only whimper in response, her raspy voice breaking, cracking as she tries to process the overwhelming sensations consuming her. it’s too much, too fucking much, and also not nearly enough. she feels split open, stretched to the limit, and yet her body keeps trying to adjust, keeps trying to accommodate your thick length.

when you’re finally buried inside her to the hilt, you pause, just letting jinx feel how full her second hole is—and you’re rocking your hips slowly, grinding against her abused walls.

”ahhh!” she keens when you leisurely pull out an inch, then carefully slide back inside to the hilt. it feels different from when you fuck her pussy; it’s harder to move and she’s gripping you so tightly that it’s harshly grinding against your clit. you can barely believe that you’re really inside her peachy ass.

”how does it feel, baby?” you wonder, keeping a slow rhythm. her ass bounces lightly against your abdomen. you trace one of your fingertips around her stretched rim, your pussy clenching around nothing at the sight. her rim is swollen, it’s red like cherries, and you want to lick it.

she hisses through her teeth again and says, “it—mmf! it hurts, it hurts—ahh, b-but i like it.”

your head falls back, morning debauched into the open air. you’re so turned on by the thought that jinx will take anything you give her, no matter how much it hurts, no matter how much it overwhelms her. “you’re so slutty—ungh! so desperate for cock—and you need it, don’t you? need to be filled all the time.”

”yes, yes! need you all the time, please—“

you’re still leisurely thrusting into her but every time you bottom out, you conclude your administrations with a sudden, harsh pound into her hole. it makes her scream every time, it makes jinx claw at the bedsheets like a misbehaving cat. 

your own eyesight appears hazy, you feel drunk, electricity is buzzing underneath your skin. jinx presses her hips back against you with hopelessness, wanting you to go faster despite how much it’s hurting her. your cock plunges into her with obscene slushy sounds, using her for your own amusement.

“oh, god—! mmph,” jinx moans as you thrust deep inside her. the room is noisy between your panting, heavy breaths, the way jinx is mewling and crying, and the loud wetness of her asshole taking your cock.

“you’re such a princess, babe. you should, ahh, be paying me for taking such good care of you,” you say teasingly.

jinx moans whorishly, embarrassed by the thought of how much work it is to keep her little holes satisfied. she’s ashamed of how utterly wanton she sounds, but she can't help it, can't stop the debauched noises spilling from her candy-red lips. she feels like she's losing her mind, like her entire world has narrowed down to only the feeling of your strap plunging in and out of her.

”you like that? you’d pay anyone just to have your holes filled, wouldn’t you?”

”fuck no, no—anghh, only you!”

her body is drawn tight like a bowstring, her legs trembling like that of a baby deer’s. she’s so humiliated by how desperately she craves your touch, your cock, your everything. but she can't deny it, can't hide it, not with the way her body is betraying her, the way her abused hole is clenching and fluttering so visibly.

you’re hardly moving inside her—it’s difficult to, with how tight she is—but even that is so immensely stimulating for her hole; it’s enough to build her orgasm in her lower abdomen. the skin of her thighs is glistening with her own sweat, pussy juice, and lube overflowing from her ass.

her greedy pussy is already starting to ripple and quake around nothing; jinx’s second hole grips harshly onto the thick shaft invading her insides. she knows she’s getting close, and you know it too, you can see it in the way she’s struggling to hold herself up, how the muscles in her back are twitching.

you pull your cock out of her entirely all of a sudden. jinx lifts her head, glancing back at you over her shoulder, her pink irises mixed with confusion and something akin to anger. before she can voice her displeasure, you’re quick to shove the entire thing back inside her in one sharp thrust—it’s the dirtiest squelching sound you’ve heard her hole make this entire time—and that’s what does it for her; the feeling of being so empty one second and then immensely full the next.

”holy shiiit, baby—aghhff!” she wails, toes curling against the bedsheets and she tosses her head back, blue braids whipping behind her. jinx’s back arches sharply, her spine a perfect, rigid line of tension as pleasure zings up and down her nerves like she was shocked by electricity. she’s flinching at how over-sensitive her asshole feels by now. her pale skin is completely covered in goosebumps.

it feels like she comes for hours by the time she’s finished.

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[mysicklove]

𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐀 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋!

DAY 18: DRY ORGASM

With: Yuuta Okkotsu

Word Count: 1.9k

Warnings: Sub! Yuuta, gn! reader, multiple orgasm, sorta mentions of cnc? idk, "breeder balls" are used in a silly goofy way, pregnancy mentioned, yuuta cums a total of six times, unrealistic portrayal of dry orgasms.

A/N: i almost named this fic breeder balls just to mess with all you guys. kinktober is driving me crazy

“It will be fun. C’mon, just trust me!” You tease, pressing kisses along Yuuta’s neck while he sighs. You sit behind him, hands resting on his stomach while you continue to pepper kisses along his neck. One of his weaker points. 

He lets out a shaky breath and then whines gently. “I don’t know…I-It sounds kinda scary.”

“Aw, scary? C’mon, my big, strong, sorcerer boyfriend isn’t afraid of anything,” You quip, teeth grazing his pale skin when you smile into his back.

 Your hands begin to roam up and down his body, and he gulps but doesn’t stop you. He does let out a noise of complaint about your choice of words though. “Yknow that isn’t true,” He mumbles out, pouting slightly. 

You pinch his nipples, and he lets out a high-pitched squeal before turning to you with a half-hearted glare. “Sorry, they are too cute.”

He sighs, slumping against your chest and closing his eyes. “You're the worst.”

“Aw, you don’t mean that. You love me.”

He glances at you before rolling his eyes and nodding softly. Yeah, he did, even with all your teasing.

“Yuutaaaaa,” You purr, getting back to the main point. “Let’s do it.”

He hums, nodding for you to continue to try to convince him. He was still unsure and slightly nervous at the thought.

“You will look so cute. Haven’t you always wanted to cum like a girl? To have every ounce of cum milked out of you,” You bite his ear, earning a whole body shiver from the boy. “Forced out of you. Till you’re shooting blanks.”

That immmediately perks him up, and he cranes his head backward to look up at you with a sheepish grin. He already feels himself growing hard. 

“F-Forced?”

You grin.

“No more! No more! Please!” He screeches, tears and drool coating his face and falling onto the sheets below him. He was heaving, and he feels like every inch of his body was covered in cum. His thighs and stomach were so sticky, and he was unbelievably sweaty.

Shaky legs try to crawl forward, away from your tortuous hands, but he ultimately fails. You use one arm to grab him by the waist and pull him back. “Where do you think you are going?”

He lets out a pathetic “Noooo!” as his fingers drag along the sheets back toward you. His thighs shake as he tries to hold his body up, and he buries his face into a pillow. 

You hum to yourself, sitting cross-legged and fully clothed, contrasting your lover’s naked body. His knees straddle your legs, giving you a perfect sight of his ass and easier access to pull him back whenever he tries to crawl away.

His thighs, stomach, balls, and even your hand were coated with his cum, and is beginning to dry up from how long its been. But nevertheless, your hands continue to work at his cock, pulling it slightly downward so that it hangs between his open legs. 

Yuuta lets out a choking noise, a mix between a gargle and a yelp, and suddenly he is cumming again. He doesn’t say anything as his orgasm comes crashing upon him again, but you weren’t surprised – he went borderline nonverbal after the third one. 

His chest rises and falls with his rapid breathing, and you watch his whole body tense up. His tears stain the pillow, and his mouth hangs open in a silent scream. The only thing that showed that he was in pleasure was the way his nails dug into the sheets as if he wanted to tear them apart from how intense the sensation was.

You frown through it all, and watch two globs of cum slide down your finger. His legs give out, and he begins to slump on the bed, but you are quick to grab him and hold his waist up with your arm. “Am I–Did I? Are we d-done?” He stutters, his voice raw from his previous screams and cries. You hear him sniffle and watch the way a shaky arm rubs at his nose.

You lightly slap his thigh. “Nope. Almost there, Yuuta! The next one will definitely be dry. Think I got the last couple of drops,” You say, pointing to his cum staining your hand. 

He looks up at you with wide, fearful eyes and starts squirming in your hold. “No! I can’t go anymore. A-And you said that the last couple of times!” He screeches, legs kicking out like a toddler throwing a tantrum, trying desperately to run away from your hold.

Your hands remain on his waist, and you move your body aside so that he doesn’t accidentally kick you with his frantic, panicked movements. His dick was raw at this point, and every muscle was trembling. He couldn’t go again – he was exhausted, completely pushed to his limits.

“Hey, hey, hey. Relax. This time I'm really sure! How many times have you ejaculated?” 

He pauses for a moment, gulping as he thinks back to the previous events. “I think after that…Five times?”

You giggle at him, and the sound makes him tense up. Whenever he is put in these positions, and you laugh, it never is a good sign for him. “Woah, Yuuta, you really have a lot of cum stored up. I’ve heard that most men go dry after their third one…Don’t tell me your pent up?” You babble, passing time to hopefully let his body rest for a moment. Overstimulating him would probably kill the dark-haired boy. 

He sniffles again, and then furrows his eyes and turns back toward you. “Im not, though. Came two days ago, remember?”

You think back to the night and chuckle fondly. “Yeah, I guess your right. Guess my lovely boyfriend just has breeder balls.” You laugh at yourself from the ridiculous word.

His mouth hangs open at your crude words, and he turns a bright shade of pink. Immediately, he tries to scramble out of your hold again, but you just laugh at his flustered noises. “Why would you say something like that? So embarrassing…And no, I don’t,” Your boyfriend complains, shaking his head back and forth to execute his point.

You hum to yourself, content that he has finally calmed down again, at least enough to put up and actively respond to your teasing words. 

“Bet you could get any girl pregnant,” You continue to coax, mind drifting off from your words to return to your original motive. You begin to situate yourself again, hands moving back to the task at hand. 

“Stop it, please! It’s so,” He groans into the pillow, unaware that you have begun to stand up. “I don’t know! Just sto–” Suddenly, his head is being forced into the pillow, and your hand is back onto his cock. Your movements are rough and fast, and his whole body seems to short-circuit.

Yuutas eyes widen as he feels the back of your hand pin his head into the pillow, and he feels your hands wrap around his dick again. He doesn’t even have time to react, except for a surprised yelp. By the time his brain catches up to the sensation, you have already palmed him four times now, and he is so sensitive. “W-Wait!” He begs, tears resurfacing. 

The sound of your hand wrapping around his red cock is lewd. Loud squelching sounds fill the room, and he knows that the wetness is from his previous cum. It makes your head spin, and Yuuta wants to die from embarrassment. 

Your hand finally lets go of his neck, and he pulls away immediately, gasping out for air. His back arches, and he begins his clawing at the bedsheets again. “F-Fuck,” Your lover whimpers, tears free streaming again. 

His cock feels raw by now. Five orgasms in a row was an insane amount to him. The farthest he had gone before this was three, before he was forced to call it quits, or else risking him passing out. Right now, his mind seemed to be melting from the harsh feeling. 

You have to support his body still by hoisting his hips upward. His forehead touches the sheets, and his bangs cover his face as he looks downward. It was almost disappointing that you couldn’t see his pretty expressions, but from what you could see by his sporadic movements, Yuuta was crumbling. 

It hurt. Your hands were too rough. The pace was too intense. He can’t think anymore. His mouth hangs open, and his tongue threatens to loll out. All he can hear is your hands and his cum, and honestly, although he hates to admit it, it was spurring him closer to his orgasm.

Just one more. He can do that. He can cum one more time. Everything in him pleads for it to be dry, because he may seriously die if he has to go a seventh round. 

So, with everything in him, he begins to grind into your hand, trying to coax his orgasm to come quicker. He lets out a silent scream, and he furrows his eyes shut but doesn’t stop fucking back into your hand. 

You watch with amusement at the trembling boy’s movements. He was trying his best, and it was honestly quite cute. Just for him, you pick up the pace of your hand movements. 

The reaction to it is immediate – the muscular body curls over on itself as he heaves. You bring him closer to you, now using both hands to jack him off, hoping he doesn’t collapse just for a couple more seconds.

Yuuta’s eyes roll back, and he can faintly hear your encouragements. “C’mon, love. Just one more. Cum for me one more time.” 

He bites onto the pillow and nods his head, unable to give you a reply. He can feel his orgasm approaching, and frankly, it scared him. It was going to be a strong one, he could tell, and he was unsure if his body was able to take it. He was already shaking at this point, could his muscles really constrict one more time? He could barely hold himself up.

He doesn’t have time to dwell on it, because his orgasm hits him out of the blue. For the first time since his second orgasm, Yuuta screams into the pillow. His thighs come squeezing together, and his fingers dig into anything they can grab. Tears continue to rush down his face, and he tries his best to breathe.

His knees come forward, and accidentally, he raises his hips higher into the air, creating a pretty arch in his back. You watch, mesmerized by the show, and then glance at his cock.

Not a single drop of cum is let out. You grin, and rub his thighs, coaxing him through it all, proud of him.

He slumps against the bed and this time you let him. Then, he very slowly turns to you, eyes cloudy. “I–I?” He tries, brain not catching up with him.

“Yep, good job. Came dry. I’m so proud of you.”

He gives you a lazy, but satisfied grin, nodding slightly. You crawl over to him, sitting down next to his head. He places his near-limp hand on your knee, and you hold onto it. “Guess…Guess I–No breeder balls for me,” He mumbles in full seriousness, as if he is proud of the fact.

You have to cover your mouth to refrain from laughing too loud. You place your head over his eyes, shutting them for him. “Guess not. Sleep, Yuuta.”

“Yeah, yeah. I know.” He falls asleep not even a minute later. You don’t blame him.

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[doromoni]

Not Over the Papaya | OP81

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Ships : Oscar Piastri x Popstar! Reader , Ex!Lando Norris x Popstar! Reader

Genre : Fluff Smau

A/N : Tooth rotting fluff coming ur way~ no angst for this chapter hihi enjoy!

Face claim : Jennie Kim

Song: So this is love - Brandy, Paulo Montalban

Summary : Y/N and Oscar cope with their own breakups by making the Heartbreak Club.

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Y/N. 3mins

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markwebber Oi! my feet blur that!

Y/N. get in the bloody car first old man, we still need to fetch 2 more idiots

markwebber Ok fine, tell osc I’m driving us

Y/N. he said sure. NOW GET DRESSED

markwebber ok ok give me a sec

Y/N thank youuu 🫶

Y/bf Ohhh who’s that? he’s hot! 🥵

Y/N. He almost 50 and he’s MARRIED with KIDS

Y/bf Maybe they need a new stepmom

Y/N. GIRL. NO

Y/bf. I’m joking! I’m waiting for Lewis Hamilton … that man could take me. ☺️

Y/N. Y/bf I swear…

Y/bf Ok i’m serious about that ~ I’ll let Lewis ruin my life

Y/N. and i’m sure he’d be lucky to have you, crazy and all

Y/bf hell yeah I’m a catch 🤗

Y/N. you’d be a bigger catch if you went to Australia with me

Y/bf I have to a shoot for my movie you gremlin. I’m sure they cant film when their leading actress is half across the earth

Y/N. ik ik~ goodluck babe! Ughh im so proud of youuuu 🫶

Y/N. 8mins

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charles_leclerc wth?? You’re all together??

charles_leclerc why wasnt I invited?

charles_leclerc Y/N! answer meeee

maxverstappen this is so weird Y/N 😅

Y/N. 1m

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oscarpiastri I see mom had shown you the albums huh?

Y/N. You looked so cute my luvv 😭 I’m crying

oscarpiastri I do look cute 🤷‍♂️

Y/N. URGH I want to squish ur lil cheeks . I’m having cuteness aggression. I never realized how blond you are 🥺

oscarpiastri yeah, I kinda outgrew it

Y/N. what if we dyed ur hair??

oscarpiastri Baby, I love you but NO

Y/N. I h8 u, go play video games with the other guys~ ur mom’s spilling so many things bout you 😛

oscarpiastri Nooooooooo

charles_leclerc Osc looks cute

Y/N. Ikr??

charles_leclerc Yes… now why am I not invited to go to Australia???

Y/N. 🙊😬

charles_leclerc Y/Nieeee Whyyyyyy???

charles_leclerc Hello?????

Y/N.

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Y/N. I wasn’t depressed, I just needed some sun…. or somebody’s son

oscarpiastri Mama said you could keep me 😌

nicolepiastri NO returns, @Y/N sweetie.

Y/N. No returns… I have some concerns 🙂‍↕️. I feel like he loves Sally better than me.

oscarpiastri That was my childhood room dear!!.

Y/N. that doesn’t explain the huge af cut out 😀

nicolepiastri yeh, he begged for that one.

danielricciardo Ok where are my photo creds tho???

Y/N. Oh.

danielricciardo this is intellectual theft Y/N!

Y/N. Ok fine i’m sorry! Thank you for the most amazing, revolutionary, and inspiring photos taken by @danielricciardo

danielricciardo That’s better. Ur very welcome

logansargeant I didn’t come here to be bullied!!

Y/N. who’s bullying you our precious bbq sauce enthusiast

logansargeant I- ok that’s a step up from ranch. I’ll take it.

charles_leclerc I repeat. WHY WAS I NOT INVITED?!

oscarpiastri ur not Aussie

charles_leclerc Ok??? Logan is American and Y/N too

oscarpiastri right.

Y/N. Sorry kinda forgot about u 😬

charles_leclerc unbelievable! i’m so hurt 😭

Y/N. sucks to be u, cry about it on ur yatch

charles_leclerc Maybe I will! and none of you are invited

Notification : Alex added you to “ Charles the drama queen”

Notification : Alex added Oscar to “Charles the drama queen”

Extra A/N: Singer!Oscar ran in my mind all week… so fuck it Singer!Oscar.

Also! may I offer my playlist for the one and only~ Oscar Jack Piastri 😗

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Cinematic Sparks (Kim Namjoon x Lewis Hamilton's sister!Reader)

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y/nhamilton A weekend well spent😌😌

mercedesamgf1 you should spend more weekends with us🥹🥹 user1 the hamilton's have great genes❤️❤️ user2 so pretty!!😍😍 user3 the first picture😍😍 user4 how is she so pretty even without make up??😩😩 lewishamilton stop telling dad I don't take you places😤😤 y/nhamilton lewishamilton never bc its the truth😡 lewishamilton y/nhamilton that's why I don't take you anywhere🙂‍↔️🙂‍↔️

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y/nhamilton I coquettified him!!🎀🎀

lewishamilton take that picture down😡 y/nhamilton NO🫢 nicorosberg that's why you're my favourite Hamilton ❤️❤️Liked by the Author mercedesamgf1 why didn't we think of that?🤔 user5 I want a brother like Lewis🥲 user6 Lewis I get you ma brother, my sisters crazy just like yours😥 user7 she looks so perfect doing anything😫😫 user8 we love you Y/N. Never change for this industry🤣🤣 user9 user8 what industry? f1? user8 user9 she's an actor, she starred in a lot of movies and shows😀

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y/nhamilton Exhausted from all the promo but I hope you guys will enjoy seeing me in the new Netflix original

user10 I just watched it and I love it❤️❤️ user11 effortlessly pretty😍😍 user12 her interviews are riveting😘 user13 her chemistry with her co-stars is unbelievable🫢🫢

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y/nhamilton Rejuvenating my soul in Seoul

user14 OMG!! YOU LOOK SO GOOD IN A HANBOK❤️❤️ user15 That caption is bomb 😩😩 user16 I ran into her the other day and she was the nicest person and we took pictures and even gave her autograph🥹🥹 y/friend/user best girls trip everrrr🥹🥹 y/bff/user wanna go back!!!❤️‍🩹🥲

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gossippage Dispatch Korea released pictures of a couple saying they are Y/N Hamilton and RM of BTS. The outlet says that they were spotted a couple times spanning months going in and out of RM's Hannam-dong apartment. The couple or their agency are yet to confirm anything

user17 obviously namjoon pulled her, I mean look at her😩 user18 you can't even see their face, it's utter bs😤😤 user19 they are grown adults, if they date then they date user20 I hope it's true, I wanna see Namjoon at races🥹 user21 it's funny how 7 time world champion's sister's dating some one who cannot drive🤣🤣 user22 I think it's true, RM just followed her🥲🥲

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y/nhamilton All the time I spent with you was the best. I'll be looking out of the window wistfully waiting for my husband to return from the war😭

rkive I'll be back soon❤️ lewishamilton what do you mean husband?? 😡😡 georgerussell63 incase any one was wondering, Lewis is pacing the mercedes hospitality like a mad man nicorosberg he's a gent, we love him❤️ sebastianvettel he's so much better than the other guys you've brought home❤️ lewishamilton sebastianvettel there were others???🥲😤 y/nhamilton lewishamilton you act like I am 5😫😫 user23 y/n and namjoon dating was not on my 2023 bingo🫢🫢 user24 the boyfriend namjoon pictures are killing me😭😭 user25 she's us, waiting for our husbands*cough*JungKook*cough* user26 love the Hamilton siblings😂😂

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rkive My favourite person to take to museums

y/nhamilton I'm the only person you take to museums🤔 rkive y/nhamilton bc that's the only time you shut up😌 y/nhamilton rkive 😤😡 user27 he really said f u to the company, I do what I want😂😂 user28 this couple was made for us😭😭 user29 I'm living vicariously through them😭😭 user30 cutest couple ever❤️🥹 user31 ewww you ruined your feed for her🙃🙃 urarmyhope ❤️

[starkwlkr]

Hiii!well maybe mateo is a mommy boy and he don't wanna share his mum with his dad

what’s mine is mine | charles leclerc

i love ruby but i’m always down to write for mathéo <3

Charles never thought he would have to compete for the love of his life with his own son. Sure, it was all playful and pretend, but the little four year old boy thought it was real. It all started when the Leclerc family was out for lunch in sunny Monaco. Y/n had Mathéo in her arms feeding him small piece of pasta while Ruby ate hers next to Charles.

“Papa, I can’t finish this.” Ruby frowned, pushing her plate towards Charles.

“It’s okay, amour, you want more?” Charles asked. But Y/n was too busy giving Mathéo kisses. The one year old boy laughed as his mother tickled his sides. “I’ve been replaced.” He joked.

Y/n looked at Charles. “You’re both my boys. Right, Théo?”

Mathéo shook his head. “You’re my maman. Mine.”

“Hey, buddy, I got her first.” Charles poked Mathéo’s stomach which made the boy try to swat his father’s hand away.

“Mine.” Mathéo said, grabbing one of Y/n’s arms and wrapping it around him.

Charles scoffed. “Unbelievable. My son, my own son! Betrayed by my own son, what’s next? Is he stealing my Ferrari seat?”

“Yes, Fred told me.” Ruby answered from beside Charles. “If Théo drives for Ferrari, does that mean you retire?” She asked Charles.

“Théo is a baby and babies can’t drive.” Charles said to Ruby.

“They can, but Théo doesn’t want to.” Ruby stated and began to eat her pasta once again.

“I thought you said you couldn’t eat pasta anymore?”

“I didn’t say that.”

Charles knew it was almost impossible to win an argument against Ruby so he let the girl continue eating her pasta. “I’m still not done with you, mister.” He pointed a finger at his son.

Mathéo then snuggled up to Y/n and smiled innocently at his father, knowing it drove him crazy. Y/n found it amusing. Charles had Ruby, who was the worlds biggest daddy’s girl so it only made sense for Mathéo to be a huge mommy’s boy.

“It’s like he’s doing it on purpose now!” Charles told Y/n.

“He’s just a baby, Charles. Let it go.” Y/n grabbed Charles’ hand and pressed a light kiss on the back of it, but Mathéo was quick to move Charles’ hand away.

“Fine, from now on you can deal with your maman’s whining when she can’t sleep at night or when she’s grumpy in the morning or when she can’t find anything to wear or-”

“Looks like Théo is going to be sleeping in maman’s bed and papa is going to be sleeping on the couch.” Y/n teased.

“Papa can sleep on my bed!” Ruby said excitedly.

“Did you know papa snores?”

“Never mind, the couch looks comfy, papa.”

[starrycassi]

Of course Nicky will never clock Kevin as bisexual. Of course he never clocked andreil as queer. Of course he can't ever see the members of his own community.

As far as we know, Nicky's first time actually being in a big, queer community was the camp. I feel like people overlook this. He was raised baptist, and no matter how gay you turn and how much sinful sex you have, you're always going to be just a product of your environment. The hymns are embedded in your vocal cords. The wine flows through your veins. It's all he's ever known until it suddenly isn't.

I'm pretty sure that he grew up thinking that gay people were only this caricature, this nameless freak, like many of us did. Gay men always dress a certain way, they're annoying, loud, touchy, and lesbians are always disgusting and manly and smelly. This is what he was taught, and there's no indication that he ever grew *out* of this mindset.

Yes, I believe Nicky enjoys a lot of the things he does, but I also think he's portraying the part of who he thinks he *needs* to be. And everything outside of those boundaries is still new and unbelievable. He's still a child, and relatively new to being openly gay.

And he's so proud. He can't think of anyone being anything other than proud of what they are. Nicky sees things as very black and white (completely gay or straight as a rod, hatefucking or about to get married) and probably thinks that if you're not out and proud, you're working with internalized homophobia. He never wanted anything other than to be free, and he cannot even think about the fact that some people don't want that level of fanfare.

He expects anyone who's queer to immediately come and talk to him. He's trying so hard to be the safe, iconic gay that other people can look up to and latch onto. He thinks that the only thing stopping people from screaming their sexuality to the world is homophobia, therefore they would at least tell him.

He doesn't get that people (Andrew, Neil) might just want to keep things private, because, to him, privacy equals secrecy, secrecy equals shame, and, well, there's nothing to be ashamed of!

Or maybe I'm just rambling. Idk guys this is my hot take of the week or whatever

ADDITION: guys I edit it to baptist I'm SORRY for the previous mistake I was sleepy.

ALSO ALSO the fact that he had to choose to be baptized?? That he's being faced with the choice he made and the nature of what he is?? The nature versus nurture themes HELLO?? This man is driving me crazy

[chrattho1]

unbelievable

one shot-

summary: you and chris have been friends for the longest time,but what happens when you get to know about his fantasy of fucking your face?

warnings: smut,bj,use of pet names ( a little ), no use of y/n,slightly sub!chris

a/n: do not copy my work,but if you want you can use it as inspo whenever!!! (english is not my first language)

your tiny palms,long fingers,your freshly manicured nails,wrapped around chris’ dick pumping it slowly as you bend your head down to take him in your mout-

“chris?” you spoke waving your hands in front of chris’ face to bring him back to earth

unfortunately,for chris he was just day dreaming again. it had become a frequent thought train for him when he is around you,at first he ignored thinking maybe its just because he is a horny kid but he started questioning himself after jerking off to a very specific picture of you almost every night since the past month.

“whats up with you kid?” you asked chris as he slowly bought a couch cusion upto his lap and set it there to hide the tent in his pants that was becoming prominent with each passing second

“nothing,just alot on my mind,also can you go grab a pepsi for me thank you” chris spoke fast,catching a breath as soon as he ended his sentence

“okay…” you get up from the couch rolling your eyes at his odd behaviour

chris quickly puts a hand in his pants to adjust himself before you walk in again

“chr-” you were taken aback from the scene in front

chris quickly pulled his hand out of his pants and sit up straight,contemplating if he should make an excuse and leave or tell you that he was itchy

“i-that was-it-” chris tried to come up with something

“chris” you almost sighed

“its okay” you continued speaking,now coming closer and taking a seat next to him,fearlessly looking into his eyes

“its not what it seems like?” chris asked narrowing his eyes trying to see if he can convince you that it isnt what it seems like

“chris i can see your dick almost popping out of your pants” you chuckle,eyes wide looking at the dick print on his sweats

“god” chris groans,his face falling in his hands as he sank down the couch

“hey hey hey” you spoke trying to pull his hands off his face

“its okay” you tried assuring him

“no its not! its weird ive been having these-thoughts about you since the past month i dont know” chris laid his hands to his sides,looking down at the carpet,embarrassed.

“i thought we shared everything,why didn’t you tell me” you look at him innocently

“are you crazy why would i tell you i was having wet dreams and thoughts about you giving me head and what not” chris scoffed now looking directly at you

he cant seem to read the expression on your face currently

“and?” you asked coming closer in contact with his face

“a-and?” chris repeated dumbfounded,his eyes not moving from your lips

“and what other kinds of thoughts” your eyes flicker

“uh-um you-uh riding me” chris’ breath hitched,he can feel you breathing on his face,that alone driving him insane

“yeah? and?” you asked again slowly changing your position and getting off the couch

“most-mostly just you sucking my dick with your boo-”

chris eyes follow you,as you get down on your knees in between his legs and pull off your crop top before he could finish his sentence

“-with your boobs out-fuck” chris finished his sentence groaning at the sight of your lacey black bra

“go on” you said putting your hands behind to unclasp the bra, slowly and gently removing it off of you

“fu-oh my god-yes and-um uh-you let me fuck your face” chris cannot form sentences,nor can he blink as he takes in the sight in front. he bucks his hips forward sinking in the couch,pulling his trousers off,still in disbelief that his dreams are coming true

“fuck your’e so fucking beautiful” chris says hastily getting rid of his black calvin clein boxers looking at you like you’re a piece of meat

he watches as you spit in your hand,that image alone making him almost cum

“fuck ma you’re killing me” chris has forgotten how to breathe

you slowly wrap your spit covered hand around his dick and pump up and down at a painfully slow speed

“shit-dont tease me im gonna cum like right-t now-w” chris spoke,voice shuddering with pleasure

you collect some spit in your mouth before bringing your lips to his tip and sloppily kissing it,releasing the said saliva,you tease his tip,kissing it,swirling your tongue around it,which brings out a reaction in chris

“ahhhh-fu-fuck” chris groaned rolling his head back,eyes shut as he removed the red backwards hat he was wearing and throwing it somewhere

you quickly stop what you’re doing and that makes him shoot up,his eyesbrows in a knot

“keep your eyes on me” you spoke before going back in and chris complied nodding his head several times in desperation

you finally take him whole,your tongue laying on the underside of his dick and slowly swirling around it

“oh my-" chris spoke, blinking repeatedly trying not to cum right then and there,he quickly grabs your hair in a messy makeshift pony tail before you start bobbing your head up and down his huge dick,his tip reaching the very back of your throat making your eyes water and saliva collect around your mouth with each dive

chris watches in awe how your tits move rhythmically with your movements

“tha-just like that yes baby” he spoke between his whimpers and heavy breath

his words just making you up your speed,his whimpers get louder and heavier with each moment. he bucks his hips fucking your face and you take it,he goes harder with each thrust

“fuck fuck im go-nna come fuck fu-” you and him both aligning your speed with that

“shit shit shit shit-shi” chris gets louder and louder as he reaches his climax

“ahhhhhhh fu-ck” he groans loudly,shooting white ropes down your throat with one final big thrust,eyes shutting right after and thrusting into your mouth a few more times to get rid of his high

you pull yourself off of him,both of you catching your breaths.

you get up putting on your crop top,completely forgetting about your bra that is probably lying on the floor somewhere and go grab a tissue to wipe the access cum off your face. you look over at chris,looking at you in disbelief,his face tinted with a shade of red

he grabs his trousers and boxers putting them on before slouching on the couch again,you go sit beside him

“you are fucking unbelievable” he looks you dead in the eye.

[moon7jay]

Now he knows... (p.sh)

"It's not even funny i don't know what the fuck you are giggling about right now to be honest" You sassed hitting sunghoon's shoulder.

"Because you are jealous of my pet puppy I can't breathe baby"

"It's NOT THAT. Stop saying that. It's how you didn't mention me when jake asked you about the cute females in your life ! like fuck you actually"

Sunghoon guffawed and rolled onto the floor while you continued watching him with narrowed eyes. This was serious for you. He wiped the few tears that gathered at the corner of his eyes and sighed, trying to keep his laughter at bay.

"I just wanted to show off how gaeul has been able to use the snack button you know? It's cute"

He honestly found you adorable as you huffed and puffed at his words, a pretty pout forming on your lips "so i need to install a snack button in my room and press it with my paws everytime I need a snack for you to call me cute? Is that what you're implying?'"

Sunghoon wheezed and rolled around holding his stomach again. You didn't even know that you had a straight connection to his funny bone.

"keep laughing, fuck you and fuck your stupid puppy and that stupid snack button and fuck jake" You grumbled throwing a pillow at sunghoon's laughing form.

"MY NAME WAS MENTIONED AND I DON'T LIKE THAT" jake yelled from outside.

"WELL FUCK THAT " You shouted back and could hear jake grumbling something about sunghoon's taste in women.

Sunghoon pulled himself together, catching his breath and made eye contact with you, still lying on the floor.

"actually she also has a potty bin-

"PARK SUNGHOON I DARE YOU TO FINISH THAT SENTENCE"

Unbelievable. You huffed dramatically and plopped yourself on his bed, your back facing him. All you wanted was to be called cute but your boyfriend loved teasing you to the point where you wanted nothing to do with him. Dramatic much? You asked yourself.

You bit your lower lip to stop yourself from smiling when you felt the bed dip behind you, his hot breath on your neck and arms manhandling your body onto your back while he hovered over your pouty self, his face inches from yours.

"jake doesn't need to know how cute you are baby, you know why?" he asked, resting his body weight on one arm at the side of your head while with the other he started to grope your body. A gasp escaped your lips when he grabbed your tits tightly, your back automatically arching into his touch.

"because then I'll have to tell him about the cute sounds that you make for me" His words were backed up by his actions as he pinched your nipples harshly from over your thin tank top, making you mewl underneath him. He stared down into your eyes that were beginning to water because of his rough touches.

"do you want him to know how cute you sound for me? How you whine so prettily it drives me fucking crazy?" He grunted, capturing your lips into his own messily while his hand travelled down to part your legs open. He grabbed your pussy from above your shorts, making you moan into his mouth.

"since you're so fucking desperate baby, let's show jake how cute you are yeah?" He asked pulling away from your body, standing on his knees while he unzipped his jeans hastily. You were shaking your head and pleading to him with your wet eyes but sunghoon wasn't listening to you now. "N-no I'm s-sorry-please hoon" you begged softly, little sobs escaping your lips in a shameful mix of humiliation and arousal when he pulled your shorts and panties down your soft legs. "let's show him how cute you are while you're being split open on my cock" your hands came up in an attempt to push him away but you couldn't make any progress. Sunghoon chuckled upon noticing your efforts, you were the cutest little thing and he wanted to ruin you. His big hand engulfed your wrists and trapped them above your head, ceasing all your movements. "You wanna fight me baby?" he asked, tongue coming out to lick your tears while with his free hand he guided his dick inside of your pussy. You gasped and moaned loudly upon feeling the intrusion, he was so big, no matter how many times he'd taken you like this, you just couldn't get used to the painful stretch.

"fuck baby" he groaned and started thrusting into your fuck hole in a frenzy, making it a point to drill his dick deep into your core. You tried to supress your noises but it didn't last long. Sunghoon digging his pointy teeth into your neck was enough for you to start letting your sobs out. You knew jake could hear you, the dorm had really thin walls and that's why you and sunghoon only had sex in the dorm when no one else was around. "Bet he's fisting his dick to your cute little moans baby, getting himself off to us having sex" sunghoon panted on your face, grinding his hips deeper into yours. He cursed upon feeling how tight you clenched around his length at his filthy words. He loved how responsive you were. Like a doll for him to fuck and bend however he wants.

"Now he knows how cute you are for me" He moaned into your mouth "bet he's fantasizing about your cute little cunt right now-ah fuck-wishing he was the one buried in your wet heat instead of me, isn't that what you wanted?"