#I’m back to post a thirst trap basically

[fuckyeahgarybarlow]

Ice bath time

[shark-wrangler]

I made the most ridiculous impulse purchase in october and it didn’t arrive in time for halloween but it’s here now and I’m entirely too happy about it

might as well lean the rest of the way into the “washed up 30-something catman” vibes since we’ve arrived here anyway

[hoeterra]

Not to sound like whatever the gay version of an incel is but I wish we talked about pretty privilege more

[afterglowsainz]

blowing smoke | max verstappen

summary: you broke up with max a few months ago but that doesn’t prevent you from feeling upset about his new relationship

fc: gracie abrams

a/n: max won the spanish gp and gracie released her album in the same week so ofc that meant i had to make a fic about max inspired by gracie’s album and use her as a faceclaim again ofc ofc

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maxverstappen1 nice winter ❄️

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username uhm … sir … that’s not yn ???

username well they did broke up like 2 months ago sooo

username still a bit early, no?

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username RARE SHIRTLESS MAX

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username MOTHER IS BACK

username new music from yn the earth is healing !!!

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yourusername that would be you🫵🏽

username this breakup album is gonna be heart wrenching isn’t it 😔

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username no i’m already preparing myself mentally to drown in my own tears

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f1gossip max verstappen and his new girlfriend during the winter break

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username why does he look bored with her

username cause he is

username ??? you don’t know them, leave them alone

username guys this is not funny i miss yn 😔

username her style is so good!

username i don’t like herrrr she gives me bad vibes

username fortunately you’re not the one who has to like her

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username oh!

username first pic 🥰🥰

username last pic 😍😍

username that should be me!!!

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yourusername back to my ways like 2019

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username ohhh she saw the post

username girl no!!! come back to 2024!!!

raye ohhh yes! 🍸

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username okay but escapism is definitely her song

alexandrasaintmleux 🥰

username alex doesn’t approve i see

username guys i don’t know but partying and getting wasted every night like she was doing before meeting max doesn’t seem like the healthiest coping mechanism

username maybe she just wants to have fun now that she’s single 🤷🏽‍♀️ we can’t judge

username exactly! let her live

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maxverstappen1 great to be back! let’s go for more victories 🏆

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username to another year of hearing the dutch anthem every sunday

redbullracing for more career wins this year 🦁

username bro really posted a thirst trap for his first race win of the year

username no because the sun hitting his face like that ??? can’t complain

username lovely win 😮‍💨

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username he really is for the girlies!

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f1gossip max verstappen at the after party of the saudi arabian grand prix seen without his girlfriend despite her attending the race

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username max with a backwards cap is gonna be the end of me

username only man with a basic wardrobe that can look that hot

username 🥵 🥵 🥵

username WHY IS NO ONE TALKING ABOUT THE CAPTION

username without … the girlfriend … despite her being at the race …

username you’re reading too much into it

username let us be delusional in peace

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yourusername now you know what we’ve been doing …. “Blowing Smoke” is out now! ⭐️

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username my girlfriend is releasing music again !!!

username song of the summer frrrr

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lilymhe certified pop banger🤘🏽

yourusername a hole in one if i may 👀

username “if she’s got a pulse she meets your standards now” damn…

username she didn’t go to the studio to play

username “you couldn’t point her out in any crowd”

username “tell me if she takes you far enough away from all the baggage you've been carrying”

username “you feel nothing and yet you still let her”

username she wrote so many unhinged lyrics it’s insane‼️

alexandrasaintmleux favorite song ever 💞

yourusername you say that about all of them 🙄

alexandrasaintmleux they’re all amazing!

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yourusername miss going on tour so much we’re doing it again! buy your tickets, bring your friends, we’re gonna have a rocking summer! 🎸✨

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username omg i’m hearing blowing smoke live 😭😭

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username could it be …. never mind

username no because even if none of the guys are thinking of going i just know the wags are dragging them

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francisca.cgomes and we’ll be going 😮‍💨

yourusername 💙💙💙

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maxverstappen1 lovely miami 🇺🇸

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username none of things i’m thinking of are in the bible

username TU-TU-TU-DU

username men should not be this hot

username pretending i didn’t see the last pic 😁

username he needs to post a warning next time

username let it gooo touch some grass

username SO DID HE WENT TO THE CONCERT OR NOT

username one of the girlies who went let us know!!!

username well the whole grid was there so i can only assume he was too 😭

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yourusername miami you are (as always) the loml

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username BEST NIGHT EVER

username you’re surreal and that was the best concert i’ve ever been to 💗

alexandrasaintmleux the most talented ever! 💘

yourusername 💞💞💞

username GRAMMY WHEN

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username max lurching in the likes 👀

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lilymhe screaming crying never getting over it !!!

yourusername obsessed with you screaming all the songs to my face 😭

alex_albon at least she wasn’t right by your side leaving you deaf ❌

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f1wags last pictures of max verstappen seen with his girlfriend arguing outside their hotel during the miami grand prix weekend two weeks ago. they haven’t been seen together ever since and they stopped following each other from social media

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username EXCUSE ME

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username THE HARD LAUNCHING?

username how much do we wanna bet that yn gave him that drawing and he was waiting to post it

username THE LAST PIC???😭

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yourusername max! i thought we said we would soft launch

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username we manifested too hard to the sun

username i just know he couldn’t wait to get back with yn

alexandrasaintmleux she’s everything 😍😍

yourusername you’re the loml you know that

maxverstappen1 uhmmm 🤨

charles_leclerc back off 🤺🤺🤺 yourusername

[bitchlessdino]

I have this in mind, maybe svt member x reader where they are classmates from college, they are close but not THAT close lol. Until one day they started talking about house prices and how the rent is so expensive, but still with the desire of living alone, so he (maybe hoshi or woozi) proposed that they should find a place together to split rent. It started as a joke, but then they found a really good place and decided to try to live together for at least one semester.

so yeah at first everything is great since both of them are always busy, so they dont really see each other that often around the house.

until it could be that they are sexually frustrated and start a friends with benefits relationship (but in secret, so their circle of friends dont know about it). However, reader always had a big crush on him, but never said anything. idk what else to say

Pairing: college roommate!soonyoung x afab!reader Genre: smut Word count: 5.9k tags: pwithplot, established friendship, roommate au, friends to fwb, pining, pervert!reader, pervert!soonyoung, mentions of alcohol, mutual masturbation, blowjobs, missionary, doggy, praise kink Summary: When it comes to the economy and needing a roof to live under, having a roommate is your best option, especially as any desperate college student. When arrangements are made with Soonyoung, a friend you admittedly have a visceral lust for, things take a turn one messy night. Making this arrangement more of an edible arrangement. author note: so i may have run wild since hoshi posted those thirst trap photos haha. im very proud of the header i made for this. this was something i planned on posting before my unprepared hiatus, and hopefully i'm still in spirits on continuing this. please anticipate more of me and remember that writers love interaction, criticism or not <333

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“That’s funny, Soonyoung’s looking for a place too.”

You looked over at the man in question to see him mid-feast on a sandwich bigger than his face as it puffed his cheeks full like a common squirrel. “Why are you looking for a place? I thought you made plans with Seokmin?”

The man struggled to swallow down the larger-than-life bite, barely managing to do without scratching the back of his throat before answering. “His parents convinced him against it. I should’ve known he’d back out when he didn’t know how to do his own laundry.”

“Do you know how to do your own laundry?”

“I know there are colors and whites, detergent and softener—I’d figure it out.”

“I’m hearing a no…”

“Youtube exists. How hard could it be? But yeah, I’m looking for a place.” He set his sandwich aside to lean in closer, washing down any remnants with a swig of his Jihoon’s stolen Coke Zero, who at the moment couldn’t be more distracted with Physics paper. “It’s not easy that’s for sure. A single bedroom is way too much on its own and anything bigger I can barely cover half of.”

“Here’s an idea,” Mingyu suggested like it wasn’t on his mind for the fifteen minutes you’ve been complaining about being essentially homeless, “Why don’t you guys figure something out together?”

“Really? Me and Soonyoung?”

Your counterpart couldn’t help the offense washing over his face. “What’s wrong with me?”

“I don’t know if you’d be a good roommate.”

“What makes you roommate of the year?”

You rolled your eyes. “We’ve known each for what, a semester and a half, and I don’t know what your living habits are. I’ve basically lived alone all my life with my parents working all the time. How do I know you won’t push all the housework on me?”

Scoffing, his lips twisted up in a cocky smile. “You’re looking at the flail youngest of two who did almost a decade of housework for a hundred dollar allowance for a week. I don’t waste Pinesol, I hand wash dishes, and I keep my 50 pairs of shoes neatly out of the doorway and in pristine condition.”

“You can do all that and not operate a washing machine?”

“The buttons and colors confuse me.”

“So,” Mingyu interrupted again, “How about it? Sounds like you guys a both a little desperate. The housing market isn’t getting any lower.”

“I guess you don’t sound all to bad to live with then,” You replied with a tinge of a tease.

“What do you bring to the table?” Soonyoung interjected.

“Discounts for food at my work, a Netflix account, a pack of scrub daddies, and a decent amount of disposable income for half an average month's rent and fun stuff if we ever get bored. Down?”

Soonyoung stroked his chin as if to think, but his head, the deal sounded as good as it can get. If he was being honest, he was desperate, but after the berating, he couldn’t let you know that. “Add in some salon-quality shampoos and conditioners and we have a deal.”

You groaned. “Fine, for a semester for now, but you’re getting laundry stuff and learning how to use the machines.”

You hadn’t expected to be apartment shopping with Soonyoung looking like a pair of newlyweds, but here you were doing exactly that. There wasn’t anything particular about him that bothered you, (except maybe the harboring attraction you had for him since freshman orientation that you blanketed over with over argumentative banter and an aloof attitude when he was around).

But as far as you knew, you were morning and night.  Sure, you’ve gotten along in social situations, but you knew how drastically different your lives were. When you aren’t working, you were a homebody and he’d bring bodies home. He lived differently than you did to put it plainly.

And perhaps the idea of waking up with him every morning possibly shirtless and/or naked frankly made you both terrified and aroused all at once.

The moment you shook his hand to agree, you were already feeling some regret, but hey, maybe that’ll actually do you some good. Maybe you’ll finally get over this school crush on this unattainably hot guy after seeing how disgusting he is leaving his underwear and socks in every corner of the place. It’s inevitable things can only go down from here, right? Right?

“A few ground rules should be in order.”

Soonyoung nodded, putting away the remainder of the edible arrangement gifted to you by your collective friends in the fridge. “Like what?”

“Chores should be switched off every week so we know how to handle all types at all times, but we do our own laundry. No exceptions. Dinner is a group effort. If we get takeout, always tell the other at least an hour in advance and costs are split. Groceries are bought biweekly with a set budget.”

“Strict, but ok. I’ll do my best to follow them. Anything else?”

You were reluctant to bring up this last one. You cleared you through, taking a second to properly form the words before letting them out. “If we have someone that we’re getting involved with, it’s either done at their place or in an empty apartment with plenty of notice.”

Soonyoung can’t help but bust out a wide and perfect grin, crossing his arms seeing the timid expression on your face. “Fine. I’ll make sure when I have sex with someone, it’s under those guidelines.”

“Ha, thanks,” You awkwardly respond, “I’ll abide the same.”

His eye narrowed at you dubiously. “Wait, you’ll actually get around?”

“Why are you doubting me?”

He chuckled, shrugging smooth broad shoulders through his black sleeveless tee. “You just don’t really seem about that. There’s nothing wrong with it, but—“

“You don’t know every detail of my intimate life so butt out.”

His arms rose up in defense, nodding along. “Alright, okay. If that’s all, I have a few rules of my own.”

“Okay. Have at it.”

He mused to himself for a few seconds. “Bathroom schedule: first come first serve.”

You nodded, easy enough.

“At a few hours of the day, the living room becomes an at-home gym when needed.”

Okay, that one had a little kick to it. “Alright.”

“And we have a safe word.”

You blinked back at him, heart pounding a little louder than it should, legs clenching as if they were being pried apart, and sweat burning the temple of your forehead with the unnecessarily dirty thoughts running through your mind. “A w-what?”

“A safe word,” he repeated as a matter of fact, “a word we can use when there’s conflict and something wrong and we just completely stop what we’re doing.” He grinned a little. “It’s not just for sex you know.”

You shoved him, earning his chuckle. “I know that, jerk. But fine, what do you suggest?”

“…Tiger.”

“How did I know that’s what you’d say?”

“Because we’re good friends.”

“How about ‘hamster’?”

He frowned. “No.”

“But look how effective that was.”

For the most part, things went smoothly. It helped that things got busy and tasks barely needed to get done with the exception of laundry. You saw each other more in your friend group gatherings than at home in your shared arrangement, and despite everyone knowing you live together, neither of you made it a point to make a big deal about it, even if everyone else does.

The countless times you had to fight Seokmin, Jeonghan, or Jihyo about the possibility of something developing between you and your new roommate romantically pained you with their inaccuracy. It seemed left and right that’s all everyone could talk about since it was arranged. It seemed as if there was nothing better up for discussion. Soonyoung dealt with it all the same, being constantly asked what kind of nefarious doings are being done behind closed doors that no one knows about. It always came as a disappointment when it was broken towards them that nothing was happening and that nothing ever will.

Even to you. Surprising enough.

If you learned anything from living with Soonyoung, it was harder than you expected it to be, especially with a still festering crush that is only developing into something almost tangibly heart-wrenching and stomach churning. It seemed to have taken a turn for the worse when Soonyoung started to take advantage of the home gym more due to the massive heatwave in town. 

The damn pull up bar.

You’ve only realized the time you’ve wasted after hearing the kettle whistle you put out apparently ten minutes ago. Your mind was too clouded by the flex of his biceps lifting his body in the air. Or the contracting and releasing of his shoulders that were lightly misted by perspiration. Or were too preoccupied with wanting to lick off the veins of the poor man’s lower abdomen. Or thinking about what those arms could do flinging you upside a—

“Oh, early class?”

“Uh, yeah. There’s a lot more traffic today, so I'm getting there earlier than usual.” 

His feet landed on the ground with a thud and he grabbed a towel to wipe over the sweat that was making his body glisten like glaze on a smooth buff donut. “I’m guessing you have no time for breakfast then?”

“Unfortunately,” you respond, quickly pouring your tea into your thermos before getting to your shoes, “I was gonna grab something at the Starbucks on campus after.”

“Here.” He tossed something from a box behind him and watched as you flimsily caught it from the front door.

“Oh.” A protein bar, a good one from your experience of raiding his side of the pantry. “Thanks.”

“And cancel all previous engagements. Dinner’s on me tonight.”

You squinted at him, “Why?”

“We’ll have something nice for once tonight,” he grinned, “be home at 8 tonight.”

Soonyoung’s plan for dinner was a free courtesy of Mingyu who found a nice little gig as a sous chef in a trendy place uptown. The whole circle celebrated together and you only got around to knowing after Soonyoung kept you updated on news knowing you’d be too busy to look at the giant groups chat you’re in. You should’ve been appreciative. That should’ve been your first instinct, not…entitlement. Not envious of him making eyes and flirting with the waitres. Not embarrassment for expecting something more from his brazen invite to dinner with you.

So, by then you’ve had a bit to drink. Okay, a lot to drink. Just enough to drink to have you stumbling on the center dance floor that garnered the attention of prying eyes. At that moment, nothing really mattered. You knew where lines lie, but lines eventually blur.

One second, you’re alone swaying to Britney Spears’ “toxic”, another second, Seungcheol’s crotch is up against your ass. It was a nice sentiment since you were definitely craving a bit of attention tonight, although you weren’t sure if you could look your friend in the eye again after that. Fortunately for you, it only got so far until a shapeless, but familiar, body pulled you away from the scene, forcibly putting you away in a bright yellow car. With your many failed protests, they managed to reach the footsteps of your building and finally reached for keys in their front pockets to open up your apartment.

“Hold still. Please…God, I am not sober enough for this.”

“Soonyoung….” You whined like a lost child.

He gripped you tighter by the arm to lock you in place, preventing you from falling. He was used to being taken care for and the grass was not greener on the other side. He has a lot of people he needs to apologize to. “Almost…okay, okay. I’m in. Go. Go shower and sober yourself up.”

You tugged him at the wrist, pulling him towards you. “Shower with me…”

He scoffed, a smug smile forming on his face. “You have no idea what you’re saying. Go before I make you, and I really don’t wanna have to make you.”

“Fineee…”

Logic flew out the window tonight. Not paying it a second thought, you began stripping yourself of your clothes in the middle of the living room, from socks to immediately your shirt. Soonyoung’s eyes nearly shot out of his skull as he scrambled to cover you in your abandoned shirt before it almost hit the ground.

“Undress in the bathroom please.” Even in your intoxicated state, you could feel the tension of his muscles brush against your back, causing the heat to creep up on your skin.

You let yourself melt into him giggling, turning your head back to meet his cautious eyes. “Maybe you’d like to help with that.”

You can see the bit of shock in his eyes, fluttering back to something more composed once he internally reminded himself this was the ramblings of a drunk person. “You really don’t know what you're saying.” He then pushed you inside the restroom, holding the door by its knob, “Shower and brush your teeth. I’m not letting you out until I’m sure you’re done.”

“Soonyoung…”

“Please, just do it.”

Eventually, he finally convinced you to do as he asked and he hears the shower running, but a mere second later a thud follows. You busted out in a fit of pain, slipping on the already wet floor and immediately your roommate comes running in concerned. “What happened?”

He turned his head the second he processed your fallen body on the ground was bare naked. Shower water poured down on your head, drenching you from head to toe, and glistening your body like a wet dream. Your eyes lit up at him in a timid demure, barely covering your intimate parts with your arms and hands. He coughed dramatically, pinching himself to find restraint, and repeated his quarry of concern with avoidant eyes before you pointed out the obvious, “I fell.”

“Hold on to the rails, that’s what they’re for,” he groaned.

“Sorry.”

He sighed, slightly glancing. “Do you need help?”

You shook your head even when he wasn’t looking. “No, I think I’m good.”

“Good. Just be careful and tell me when you’re done.”

And you’re alone again.

You pulled yourself up from your pathetic state and then the warm water run through your features, letting out a loud sigh. You finished up the best you could, ridding yourself of a night full of grime. Grabbing a towel on the rack, you wrapped it around your damp nude before letting Soonyoung know from the other side of the door. He finally let you free from his handmade prison before watching you go scurry to your bedroom in a concoction of drunken embarrassment.

You muttered to yourself scoldings for letting something like that happen, clenching your legs together in bed the moment you hear his round of shower hit the tiles through the thin walls. A groan unexpectedly sounds off abundantly clear, and your shameless thoughts take action while he’s preoccupied. 

Still naked, you let the towel fall to the ground and you crawl under the sheets of your bed, not caring in the slightest about your hair getting your pillows wet. Your hands slowly trail down to your chest, ghosting over your skin until the pads of your fingers finally found what’s between your legs. You moaned at your self-discovery. Filming your fingers with your filthy arousal, a smile derived from self-indulgence shaped on your face. There you let your fingers slide between your folds and you shudder.

Meanwhile, Soonyoung couldn’t get your image out of his head. The glimpse alone was enough to make him think of you in compromising positions. Lips around his angry stiff cock, your tongue sliding against the veins of his shaft. He’d then hear the wet suction, the vibrations of your mouth humming around his skin, moaning his name like the perfect dessert you were. He groaned again to himself, pressing his length against his abdomen, not thinking you’d hear.

But you do. In fact, it’s so coherent, it makes you wet enough seep past your thighs, trailing down your legs. Your fingers plunged in you deeper while the palm of your hand rubbed against the shape of your clit. Your hips heave up from the mattress, pressing deeper into your palm as the image of Soonyoung’s face stayed a constant in your intoxicated head.

Soonyoung could hear your moans through it all, even if you didn’t think they did, and you only further fed his imagination. He braced against the wall behind him, thrusting into his fist with gritted teeth. The squeeze he had on his girth was merciless and all he had to rid of his overwhelming sin. In his head, you batted your pretty eyes back him, trailing your hands over his body, mouth gaping that looked ready to be filled one way or another. He threw his head back, whispering your name softly. “Oh, baby…you look so good swallowing my cock.”

You felt tears soak your eyes, swallowing a desperate breath.“Mmh, fuck…just like that please…”

“Gonna fuck your pretty pussy…” His thrusts roughly pulled himself at his base, clenching the life around it.

“You’re so deep, fuck, you feel so good—“

“You’re gonna make me cum—“

“Shit, I’m gonna cum—“

“Shit—“

“Shit—“

Simultaneously, you both were freed of your tension, a sudden release of breath escaping your lungs. The spilled cum fell at Soonyoung’s feet, melting in the heat of the water before it followed down the drain, while you fell slumped in bed in your own filth. You lazily reached out for your towel to clean the rest of the mess, tore away your dirty sheets, and settled into a tired slumber.

Soonyoung, overwashed with shame, hung his head down as he quietly cursed to himself. He shut off the shower head and reached for his towel. He finally concludes this evening, having taken a load off. There wasn’t much left on his mind that night, only teh thought of wanting it to be over.

The morning comes sooner than you realize and you find yourself at the mercy of a shirtless Soonyoung like most mornings, except this time he wasn’t doing pull-ups. Instead, he walked to you, a vigor to his stride and he decidedly met your eyes, while you were still focused on his body.

“You’re not very good at hiding things,” he said with a knowing smile.

“Soonyoung—“

“Should I just give you what you want? Should I fuck the shit out of you until all I can hear is my name?”

An answer was caught in the tightness of your throat when he lifted you off the ground and instinctively made you wrap your legs around his bare torso. The heat of his body is all you could focus on until he planted you flat on your kitchen counter, parting your legs to reveal the sudden bareness beneath your oversized t-shirt.

He licked his lip, tensing up his abdomen excitedly before he found home between your thighs. Your fingers threaded through his hair, crying out in soft breaths, and pulling his head back to meet his pretty eyes glossed over with lust. 

He mumbled into your skin, specifically one thing. And he said it over again and over again. Unable to make out what he says, you asked him to repeat it more clearly. It was then he rose up to the surface, a sticky sweet sheen of your arousal in his lips before he drew them close to your ear. His breath fanned your skin, shivers running down your spine, and finally what he says makes sense.

“Wake up.”

Your eyes ripped open like the ground beneath you should’ve. You ran a hand over your face, groaning at your own dismay. “What the actual fuck…”

It took a minute for you to pull yourself out of bed, groggy and with a raging headache to blow over throughout the day, only to be met with nearly an identical circumstance you met in your dream. Your roommate’s bare back stared back at you as brightly as the morning sun. You shrunk back at the reminder of your dream, walking on eggshells towards him to reach the fridge. “Morning.”

Soonyoung coughed on his water recognizing your presence, timidly greeting you back.

“Plans today?” You asked.

He nodded, “Yeah, classes in the afternoon.”

The silence couldn’t be more deafening.

“You.”

“Yeah, me too. Will be back at home at 9 after work.”

“Cool.”

“Cool.”

And soon you parted, embarrassed that encountered ever happened.

The rest of the day, there was much of seeing each other like most days, but this particular instance felt there was more of a reason to it. Even when it came around to your mutually available time at lunch, you made the extra effort not to run into him. How could you?

After making a pass on him and making the half-conscious decision of touching yourself to him while he was in the shower?

You’d be insane to go about things as if they were normal. They weren’t. 

When you came home that night, he was home like he always was, yet nowhere in sight. You knew he was home when you noticed his bike locked up where it normally was and shoes placed at the front of the door. You were tempted to call out his name but refrained when you reminded yourself you were yet ready for that confrontation yet.

Unfortunately for you, you didn’t have a choice in the matter as  Soonyoung seemed to be already walking out of his room, shocked to see you actually home despite it being the time you said you’d be home by. “Hey…”

“Hey.” You let your stuff down before heading to the kitchen. “Did you eat yet?”

“Uh, yeah. I got pizza with a few Chan and Seungkwan.”

“Cool. I’m just gonna make myself something real quick.”

“Alright.”

“Did you need something?”

“Hmm?”

You pointed to his door. “You came out of your room.”

“Right,” he quickly scanned the floor before claiming nearly finished bottle of water on the couch's corner table. “W-water. I got thirsty.”

Obviously, it was an excuse, but you weren’t going to point it out with your lack of backbone. “Okay, well, I’m out here if you need anything.”

“Yeah. Okay.”

Before he retreated back to the room, a halt was squeezed out of your throat, catching him in his eager steps. He turned to you with unfocused eyes, hard swallowing in an attempt to calm himself down. “What is it?”

“I need to get this off my chest. Yesterday…I’m really sorry for everything yesterday.”

He sighed. That’s what all that was? “It’s fine. Don’t worry about it.”

“Also. Shit, um. I don’t know why I’m saying this because it's not like it matters. Well, it does a little bit. It could totally come off wr—“

“Hey,” he interrupted, “I doubt it’s as big a deal as your making it out to be, and I’m okay with not knowing.”

“But you should know actually.” You steadily approached him, letting out an exaggerated exhale. “Yesterday, you were showering and I don’t know what got over me. Well, I was drunk, so I guess there was that bit. Anyway, I heard you, you know, and I guess I—“

“Touched yourself when I was in the shower?”

You shut your eyes, preparing yourself for the worst. “Okay, we’re getting right into it, but yeah. It just felt weird not telling you, I just—“

“You knew I was masturbating?”

“Well, yeah? It was obvious if I’m being honest. Not the point. I invaded your privacy and indulged in it. I don’t know, maybe it’s been a while since…I just want to apologize.”

“For what, overhearing me whack myself off,” he took a step closer, eyes a lot like your dream meeting yours, “or for cumming to the thought of me?”

You breathed out through your nose. In and out. Your eyes for the life of you could not stay steady. “B-both?”

“If we’re being honest here, I should come clean too, shouldn’t I?”

Your hand steadied on the couch, almost letting the force of gravity pull you down along with your sanity, but tried maintaining eye contact as if that would change the dynamic even a little bit. “About what?”

Soonyoung finally found the humor in the situation to smile, one that caused the stagger in your step. “About how your face would come up when I touched myself in the shower.”

“Soonyoung—“

“You can be mad at me, but I won't be mad at you for doing the same thing I did. I don’t regret it because that was the best orgasm I’ve had in mon—“

You silenced his lips with your own, launching you into him until all you felt was the heat of his furnace of a body. His hands claimed the small of your back before pressing your curves into his hollows. He received your lips feverishly, moving against you as if in heated debate, and crashed your body into the furniture closest to you. 

“Didn’t know you were this eager,” he mumbled, “you should've told me.”

Your hand gripped his hair, your teeth taking his bottom lip between and pulling, emitting illicit whines that filled your stomach with warmth. Your leg propped to his side, embracing him hungrily there wasn’t even space to breathe. His hips knocked back into you, his bulge grinding against your clothed heat as he arched you over the back of the couch.

“You’re a bit mean. I like that.” He giggled.

“Shut up,” you mumbled.

“May I remind you, you kissed me.”

“And I can back out right this second.”

“Oh, but we can’t have that,” he utilized his upper strength to lift you off the ground looped tightly around his torso, a gasp leaving your lips. You reunite with his eyes that are now leveled with yours. You’ve looked into them before but it shocked you with how dark they are, how earnest they look. “You see it, don't you? How much I want you? I see it in your eyes too.”

“T-this a tactic you use on all people you sleep with?”

He shook his head. “Just you, and only because I really want you.”

Your hand planted against his cheek, the curve of your palm hugging his jaw. His breath hitches from the mere tenderness in your eyes. His body has ever only told him he was you carnally and raw, but that gaze. If he would just bottle that gaze and show off like a trophy.

Your hand crawled over to the nape of his neck, there your digits ran up his hair, pushing him innately close to yours, and you whispered cautiously, “We can never tell the others.”

“I’ll take this to my grave if it’s what you want.”

You nodded. “Good boy.”

He transported you to his room, dropping you on his mattress with him to follow. Your lips stay glued together a perfect mold, tongue clashing in a union that you’ve only even dreamt of having. Soonyoung only briefly pulled away to reveal his torso. He was firm, flushed to the touch, and heaving under the heat of your palm.

You gasped as he pressed his body against your touch, smiling against your skin as he asked if you liked what you were seeing. All you could do was nod, somehow lost in the trance that you never wanted to escape. His mouth took your neck, roaming starved as his hands undressed you down to your underwear.

“God, you’re gorgeous.” He slipped you out from your sleeves and made skin contact. Chest to chest, waist to waist, hips to hips. You sense his want through touch alone and for once being wrong felt so incredibly right. What a relief to know, he felt what you did. “I never wanted someone this badly before.”

“Soonyoung…”

He nipped your neck, teeth scratching against your skin. “You say my name like that, I’ll have no choice but to ruin you. Be careful around me. Or don’t. I’d show you a good time either way.”

“You’re—mmp—such a…ah—s-sweet talker.” You could hardly talk back. He made love to your skin as if he’d done it before, touching every pressure of your body like a skilled lover, both attentively yet without remorse.

“I’m only saying what I’ve been thinking. Like how desperate I am to feel myself between your thighs.” He tugged down your underwear to your feet and let the fall to the ground, allowing your legs to hook around him. “Or how your lips taste like caramel coffee, the candy you eat every time you need a ‘pick me up.’”

“You pay attention to that?” You asked, fiddling over the button of his pants.

“I don’t make an effort to, I just do.” He found your hands, aiding you in your efforts, soon you heard the sound of fabric hitting the floor. He held your gaze still, guiding your hand over his hard cock, taking from the base up to the shaft. You swallowed memorizing his shape, his length, his weight. There was so much you wanted to be able to share with this part of him alone. “Now it’s your turn to pay attention to me.”

Your lips stretched over your cheeks. “What makes you think I don’t?” 

You trace over something particular with your other hand, something that bulges at you even with his pants on. You lifted yourself to sit up, folding your calves behind your thighs. Stroking his length with one hand, you admire your veins leading down his lap with the other. “I’ll have you know, my patience is admirable. It took a lot within me to blatantly ignore these pretty veins you have on your stomach.”

“Someone’s never called them that before,” he chuckled, “no one’s even acknowledged them before.”

“I guess no one’s been privileged enough to see them as often as I do. Lucky me.” You thumbed over the blue, scrapping over its stroke as you lowered your head and your lips wrapped around the head. You covered his underside, tugging  your lips around him, and watching his jaw drop lower when you began covering more of his length.

“I’m the lucky one,” he acknowledged, his hand dropping to the crown of your head before caressing the length of your hair. “You should see how good you look sucking my dick right now. I’m never gonna see this image without wanting to cum on the spot.”

You steadied yourself at his hips, tongue gliding over the underside, and you hugged your cheeks tighter around his girth. Eyes fluttered back at him, and you wretched to take more of him, already felt him hit the back of your throat. When you heard him moan, it fed you more encouragement, giving your best efforts to fit all of him. You coughed at the tightness in your throat but remained resilient. The vicious substance of your saliva coated him from tip to base as your hand stroked him repeatedly, pushing him deeper into you until your vision grew weary. 

Soonyoung told you to take it slow, stroking the back of your head with a gentle hand. You inhaled him for as long as you could, the sounds of your efforts growing dim the deeper he made it past your mouth. Ultimately, tears ran down your cheeks, oxygen cut from your airways, and you felt no choice but to pull him out, resting his cock between your fingertips as you gasped for breath.

That breath was quickly stolen when Soonyoung dived in to claim it, his body caging yours. His weight against yours was comforting, enticing, addicting. He moaned your name sweetly like a song, and it filled your stomach with embers of desire. “You’re so hot…I’d make you do that again if I wasn’t worried about killing you.”

You pathetically scoffed in an attempt to cover up discomfort. “That? Pff, I’m fine.”

He grinned, kissing you long and deep. “You’re so cute when you lie. I’ll make sure to return the favor now.”

Pulling at your thighs, he dragged them towards him, barely touched your eager heat, and his twitch urging you to pull him close. He leaned over somewhere behind you to tear open a condom, rolling it over himself. As he drew closer, so did you, feeling the inviting head of his cock glide over your wet cunt, you trembled in thought. Soonyoung, just—

“Put it in me.”

“Now, now. I’m not going anywhere,” he smiled cheekily.

“Soonyoung,” You whined.

Your impatience is rewarded when he plunged himself in slowly, but completely, embracing the stretch of your walls as he filled you out. “So…needy...”

His initial thrust is deep, strong, and then he landed another, quickly adjusting to the plush of your pussy. You held your thighs back to your chest, and spread your legs wide for him. Your pretty lips weren’t shy with praising him, asking him for more of his pretty cock, and earning just as you ask. “You’re mind-numbing, shit…what a good fucking pussy…”

“Your cock’s so g-good in me…you feel so good inside me, Soonyoung…”

“Fuck, say my name like that again.”

He flipped you on your stomach, pressing his fingers into your as he found his pace from behind you, ramming into you until your cunt has tasted every inch of his cock. You gasped as his hand maneuvered you to push back against him, like a toy to be played with he used every bit of you, your energy, your sexuality, and he embraced it. You felt amazing. 

“Soonyoung, I’m—ah—I’m gonna cum.”

“You’re gonna cum around my cock? Hmm? Is that it? My cock fucking you that good?”

You bit into his cheeks nodding, in the urge to respond before the wave of arousal crashed into you. You were clenching your stomach as his name came in tidal waves, grinding towards him to prologue the high. Loudly, you cursed, balling the sheets underneath you into fists. 

Soonyoung nodded proudly, the shaky view of your body trembling beneath him fuels his ego and it’s not long before he orgasms, filling the condom until it nearly burst. He pulled out of you finally, quickly discarding the trash before he joined you in bed, hugging your fatigued body to his side and there was silence. Only silence.

And breathing. Mainly Soonyoung’s. And that went on for a good fifteen minutes until someone spoke again.

“I’m glad I waited for that.”

You looked up at your roommate curiously, the smile on his face felt warmer every time you saw it. “What was that?”

He met your gaze, hand softly moving over your hair. “I feel like I’ve gotten closer to you. I always wanted that.”

“Really?”

He nodded, planting a chaste kiss on your forehead. “Who knew sex would make us closer friends?”

Your body ran cold, in the distance you could hear the shattering of glass far off from reality. You stayed frozen under his touch as he embraced you closer to his naked body, hooking his chin over your neck. “We should do this again. I wouldn’t mind getting used to this.”

That’s what you were scared of. Getting used to this. To this arrangement. To the sensation of his cock inside you. To the sense that it’d never be more than you hoped it would be. You’d never have Soonyoung be yours, but you knew somehow you’d always be his.

[f1-stuff]

Can you give us a glimpse into what winter break/preseason/etc was like between a tale of 2022 and a tale of 2023? I’m reading them for like the 4th time at this point 🫣 so I’m just curious what things we might’ve missed!

Hi! I’m so glad you like the series!! In terms of what happened in the break, tbh I haven’t given much thought to it but at the end of ‘22 they closed things off basically, and ‘23 kinda picks up from there. I’d say they spent some time with family and took a much needed break from F1, and then met back up in Maranello and explored each other’s bodies 😅✌🏻 LOL - more thots below the cut…

I imagine they just enjoyed knowing that the other wasn’t sleeping with anyone else. Carlos posted thirst traps of his workouts on his insta (as he does), driving Charles insane…

Maybe they met up between the Dolomites pre-season training, since they practically overlapped…

Maybe they got up to shenanigans in Carlos’ new car…

Carlos went to his sister’s wedding solo and posted this photo just to be like ‘here I am….all alone….’

Carlos definitely texted and made fun of Charles for this:

Charles got a little jealous of this:

And Carlos got jealous of Charles with some other dude’s name plastered all over him:

All in all, they had a nice break from everything but still missed one another, then came together for the car launch on Valentine’s Day and made up for lost time ❤️☺️

[chuusheartattck]

spill the tea, who's the unfortunate looking man who's also 5'7 😭😭

-🦭

Buckle up because this is going to be LONG. Basically i’ve known this guy for a bit (let’s call him Billy) and we’ve been friends but also more than friends? Idk exactly what it was but basically we were close and we would stay up late talking, like the start to every situationship ever but this would be on and off because he use to really like this girl (lets call her Susan). Basically him and Susan were a thing but she would constantly go back and forth between him and this other guy (who she claimed was her first love) So when Billy wasn’t talking to her, he would talk to me, and when she would talk to him again he would completely ditch me.

Then one day out of nowhere he unfollowed me and i think Susan had something to do with it because it was when they started talking again (me and her have mutual friends and they told me that she asked them if me and Billy were talking and would ask them questions about me). So my theory is that she made him unfollow me or something when she started talking to him again. However, that’s not the reason why i got upset (even though at the time this happened i got very upset but not how upset i was a few days ago)

ANYWAYS!! Basically after like a few months he contacted me again (by sending me a tiktok on tiktok dms) so then we started talking again and it was really great because we were closer than we were before and he seemed more interested than me. Tbh i’m bad when it comes to when people genuinely want me like that so idk for certain if he liked me but he fs was acting like it. Basically he would just be flirty the typical stuff and his friends would tease us if we were spotted together but he didn’t even seem annoyed by it yk?

However, me being me I FUMBLED SOOO BAD. Like genuinely i have never fumbled anything more bad in my life because i was so angry over something he did that was so little. Literally fumbled more than y/n with xiao like it was TERRIBLE. He became so distant and petty because of it that i genuinely felt so bad that i apologized like a week later because i could tell he was hurt by it. Like he was really hurt to the point where he unfollowed me AGAIN on insta but also unadded me on snap and unfollowed me on TIKTOK (idk if he still has me added on fortnite tbh).

Also when he unfollowed me the first time, he didn’t remove me as a follower and he only unfollowed my main (i have a main account and spam account) Which is why i also believe that Susan made him unfollow me the first time because she also unfollowed me on instagram during that time (i forgot to mention it mb). However, this time when he unfollowed me on everything (including my spam account) he made sure to remove me as a follower which i believe was him being extra hurt by my actions. Yk?

Anyways, before he unfollowed me on tiktok he reposted like something about being upset by someone so tbh i think it was about me. But anyways!! I tried apologizing and he didn’t even respond till a week later. When he did respond, he was all like “you’re good i’m not upset” like trying to be nonchalant about it so i still felt bad and said i didn’t want things to be awkward between us. He didn’t respond at all (it had been 2 weeks at this point) and then like last week i posted a pic of myself on my story (yes i may or may not post thirst traps on the ig i have to bag a baddie somehow). Point is, he viewed my story. He wasn’t following me so i was surprised to see him in my story views. I was so happy because i was like “omgg he must be thinking about me he clearly misses me he wants me again” LOUD INCORRECT BUZZER.

The other day i opened instagram to see a mutual friend posting HIM AND SUSAN HUGGING WITH THE CAPTION “siblings or dating?” LIKE WHAT. I was so heated because i ranted about this man to my friends and said how guilty i was for fumbling him and whatever and he made me look like an idiot posted up with a girl. Who btw, leads him on every single time he goes back to her (even his own friends make fun of him for it) so i was FLOORED. I was genuinely so angry that it gave me a headache because in those 2 weeks he’s talking to her again? I don’t think they’re dating because she’s always rejecting ever being official with him. Like he was viewing my stories (literally last week) after unfollowing me and stuff so the fact that he was with another girl like that made me upset. Ik what i did to him was kinda mean and i regret doing that but at least i didn’t run off with someone else who makes me look like a dumbass.

Moral of the story, men ain’t shit. My friends all thought he was ugly (he’s like mid at best), he’s not very photogenic AND he’s 5’7. Pick a struggle. Do not take shit from a man who plays fortnite. Ty for coming to my ted talk and reading this mess!!

[litcrazh]

mlb if there was tiktok would basically be:

*MY AU OBVI*

the usernames

@ chatnoirfanpage- chat

@ ladybugoffical- lb

@ adrienagreste- adriens main acc

@ dj.nino- ninos main acc

@ theladyblog- lasyblog acx

@ alyalb- alya main acc

@ maridc- mari main account

@ lbmarryme- adrien secret

@ childishgamnino- nino secret acc- guys i’m really proud of that one

@ lbmarryme2- alya secret

@ maribread- marinette

there’s more but pretty self explanatory

this is post reveal pre relationship

*edit of chat being hot*

1.4 mil likes

102k comments

@ chatnoirfanpage : omg wow he’s so hot @ ladybugoffical you should definitely see this and marry him and have his kids

|—- @ ladybugoffical : omg chat get off your phone your late for patrol

@ maridc: GAWD DAYUM

|— @ maridc: shit wrong acc

|— @ maribae129: SHE HAS ANOTHER ONE

@ maribread: GAWDDDD DAYYUMM

|- @ marrymelb: offer still stands

|- @ maribread: who are you🤨

|- @ marrymelb: ur future bf ;)

|- @ marrymelb2: GUYS NOT IN A PUBLIC COMMENT SECTION😭😭

*adrien posts a thirst trap*

1.2 mil likes

204k comments

@ maridc: hi agresty zesty😉😉😉😉

|_@ adrienagreste: hi marbar 😏😏😏😏

|-@ adrienettelover: PROOF

@ childishgamnino: hot sexy hmu bbg😍

|- @ marrymelb: made it just for u bbg 😘

@ alyalb: cringe

|- @ adrienagreste: i do not like you.

@ maribread : BAIDKFOAMWIDOCMG

|-@ maribread: sorry my keys slipped

|-@ maribread: HANDS DIPPED

|-@ maribread: FUCK HANDS SLIPPED

|—- @ lbmarryme2: girl…

|—-@ childishgamnino: girl…

|- @ lbmarryme: dipped to where😏😏😏

|- @ lbmarryme2: dawg…

|- @ childishgamnino: dawg…

*mari posts a thirst trap*

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102k comments

@ adrienagreste: oh

|- @ adrienagreste: im

|- @lbmarryme: wait

|- @ lbmarryme: holy

|- @childishgamnino: DAWG HAD TO GRAB A WHOLE NEW ACCOUNT😭😭

@ chatnoirfanpage: hi marinette dupain cheng im a superhero

|- @ adrienagreste: hi marinette dupain cheng IM a famous model

|- @ chatnoirfanpage: shut up ur ugly and ur hair is fake

|- @ alyalb: BAHA

@ lukacouffine: you look pretty marinette!!

|- @ chatnoirfanpage: shut up blueberry

|- @ adrienagreste: #ihatelukacouffine

|- @lbmarryme: shut up i bring a guitar to a party, sound pretty farty, your hair is fake blue, looks like poo, fake earring in one ear, puke whenever i’m near

|- @ childishgamnino: DUDE WAS SO MAD HE STARTED RHYMING 😭😭

|- @ marrymelb2: SUNNY WAS DROPPING BARS 🔥🔥

|- @ lukacouffine: 1) I HAVE A FUCKING GIRLFRIEND 2)AT LEAST I SAID SOMETHING PUSSY 3) chat noir ur fr a bitch🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄

|-@ chatnoirfanpage: who’s chat noir 🤨🤨

@ alyalb: HOTTIE WOW THATS MY BEST FRIEND

@ alyalb: @dj.nino im leaving u for mari❤️

|- @ dj.nino: not if i leave first babe❤️❤️

|- @ alyalb: u love me too much to leave me ❤️

|- @ dj.nino: ugh u caught me 👐

|- @ adrienagreste: @ maridc how do they make everything into flirting

|- @ maridc: couldnt tell ya!

quick little switch to twitter

#ihatelukacouffine is trending on twitter

@ adrienagreste: guys i don’t hate @lukacouffine and yes my father did make me say this and yes me and luka are now married

|- @lukacouffine: it’s ok babe 😘

|- @ adrienagreste: thanks blue blue bear 💙💙

|- @ dj.nino: did i just become the other women?????

|- @ alyalb: @ maridc @ kagamifence HELLO???

|- @ kagamifence: I do not comprehend nor understand this joke of “bromance”. Luka is still my boyfriend, yes?

|- @ lukacouffine: yes my muse

@ maridc: adrien babe what is this

|— @ adrienagreste: public statement bug🫡

|—- @ lukacouffine: u hate me cause u ain’t me 🤘

|- @ maridc: LUKA BAHAHA

ok back to tik tok

*lila posts a sad attempt of a thirst trap but it doesn’t work bc she’s ugly and she tags adrien* 204k likes

102k comments

@ marrymelb: no chance adrien wanted to be tagged

|—- @ xoxolilarossi: your literally a private acc with 8 followers. you’re just jealous of me and adriens relationship

|— @ marrymelb2: BHAHAH IM PISSING MYSELF

|- @ marrymelb: nah wtf is this shit

@ alyalb: love thé confidence girly!!

|- @ marrymelb: confidence nah that’s crazy😭

|- @ xoxolilarossi: thanks als💕💕🥹🥹 you know ever since i got both my eyes removed and plugged back in i’ve been so insecure about my face

|—@ tomfoolery: why did u get ur eyes out

|- @ lbmarryme2: if i looked like u i would be insecure too babe

🐞🐈🦊🐢

sunny: ALYA

als: BAHHA

sunny: SHE FUCKING BLOCKED ME

als: NO WAY

jay z: wait what happened?? i was in the studio

sunny: look at l***a’s post

jay z: EW

als: WE ARE SO MEAN I LOVE IT

sunny: we aren’t mean we are just mean to l***a!! 😁

sunny: can mari respond

sunny: my lady

sunny: tikki spots on

als: did u think that would summon her💀

sunny: …

sunny: no

jay z: he def did

bugapoo: hi wtf did l***a post

sunny: her ugly ass

als: ADRIEN AGRESTE

bugapoo: HOW DID U GET BLOCKED

sunny: *ss of the comments from his priv acc*

bugapoo: NAHHN😭😭

sunny: mari come over

bugapoo: ok

jay z: no booty calls in the group chat❌❌

sunny: NO I MEAN COME OVER TO MAKE A TIKTOK OF US BEING TOGETHER TO MAKE HER LOOK LIKE A DUMBASS

als: adrien shut up that’s so funny

sunny: I KNOW

jay z: marinette can u send hw answers btw

jay z: mari

jay z: I DONT WANT TO HEAR ANY LB EXCUSES EITHER THERE WAS NOTHING THIS WEEK

jay z: marriiii PLS HELP A BROTHA OUT

sunny: i left it at home

als: adrien what??

sunny: *photo of mari and adrien in his room, both sporting goofy lovesick burns and thumbs up*

jay z: 😭😭

als: BAHAH

[petrichorium]

hi hi Pluvi……i have a fun question for you if you wanna answer. what kind of thirst trap pictures do you think the NRC guys would take? >.> hehe

Omg okay,,,,,, tbh I’m only gonna do the ones that rlly speak to me so we’ll see how many I do LMFAOOOO also some of these chars wouldn’t have a big social media presence (or social media is otherwise complicated) so I’m also kinda discussing pics theyd send u directly idk if those count as thirst traps 🤔

Cater — this is funny bc I think he unabashedly posts thirst traps but he also takes private ones too. The ones he posts vary greatly according to what’s trending but what he sends You is Very dependent on what ur interested in. Not opposed to stealing one of his sister’s skirts for a femboy mirror pic if u like one too many of those tiktoks.

Trey — you might think plu where r u going with this but I have two words: bread kneading. The first one was accidental and the rest are 100% on purpose. His forearms are so insanely drool worthy and he Absolutely Fucking Knows It. Evil man. Will send them directly to you without an ounce of shame. Often they’re videos too, with a little caption about how he can’t wait to feed you whatever he’s making…..

Jack — ENTIRELY accidental Jack Howl is NOT a slut he does not have a slutty bone in his body and he has no idea that his post-workout pics are thirst traps. But they are. They absolutely are. If anyone told him he would take a hammer to his phone in shame. These are not public he’s just trying to keep in contact with you 🥺

Leona — absolute. Fucking. Attention whore. No shame. He can’t be assed to keep up his social media but he absolutely takes the most jawdropping and purposeful pics to send to you just to make you short circuit. Little hints of taut stomach and a happy trail under a loose shirt that he lifts to wipe his face after practice; his arm stretching up behind his head as he looks at the camera w heavy-lidded eyes; his back and shoulders and that tattoo on his arm on full display in the mirror. Inhumane. Literally going to throttle him.

Jade — SO cunning about it. Obviously. Lots of stuff that u might not think is purposeful; primo pics of the lounge but he’s in the back w his sleeves rolled up chopping veggies or reaching up to grab something from the top of a cabinet. Sends you little daily pics that are equally as subtle but then when he sees you after he gives you a little smile and asks if you liked them and u Know what he’s doing

Floyd — sporadic. You’ll get nothing for weeks at a time and then a slew of them. Usually random shit. Him absolutely drenched w his uniform shirt all see-through putting his chest and shoulders on display (“fell in a fountain LOLOLOLOLOL”) His teeth bared in an open-mouthed grin (that’s a mer thing, you realize days later) Blood? Splattered across his cheek? Is he flexing his jaw? (“Don’t worry it’s not mine”)

Vil — ofc he posts thirst traps but DO NOT call them that. And to his credit they are very tasteful, kinda artsy; always met with droves of comments drooling over him. But he sends you special ones. It’s a testament to how much he trusts you that he sends them at all (that’s a lie. They’re charmed to delete themselves if you ever showed them to anyone else). Very oddly sensual body parts—his hand holding a flower, the corner of his eye as he’s drawing his liner, the slope of his collarbone—and sent with a cheeky little excuse for sending them. He’s not fooling you at all.

Lilia — yes he takes thirst trap pics. I don’t think I can even describe them accurately bc they r absolutely dependent on you personally. He knows exactly how best to make you lose your mind and tbh accompanies them with a caption that’s subtle enough nobody but you would get but is borderline obscene to you specifically. Yk? Gets explicit in your texts though. He’s basically sending you nudes but he’s fully clothed and it’s arguably entirely sfw………

Malleus — sends you one photo. It’s blurry. It might be his ear? You can’t tell. A day later a massive portrait of him sitting on a throne in full princely regalia appears at your front door. It moves and talks; it professes its undying love for you every time it sees you. You have to cover it with a cloth to get it to shut up.

[dearweirdme]

I’m sorry but this is so dumb because most of the info from that last anon is basic stuff kpoppies learn then they come online acting like they’re experts on Korean culture when they just shippers trying to give significance to their ship.

Please tell me how Jk posting a pic of his own back while he’s in the gym a month before Jimin’s birthday is equivalent to Jimin posting a pic of himself and Jk together on Jk’s actual birthday? It only means something because you want it to no one looking at that objectively would think anything about it other than Jk posted a sexy pic of himself. Jk actually posted at 10:58 eastern standard time so now the theory has to include the fact that he made sure to make up for the time difference just so he could post a thirst trap at the time Jimin was born and a month before he was born I’m sorry but that’s ridiculous and I still don’t have an explanation for why they’re doing all of this online and not talking to each other unless you think they live their lives in order to signal to shippers about their relationship.

Hi anon!

None of it makes any sense.

[not-so-randomblog]

I thought I’d post a fanfic for Halloween 🎃

Critique is very welcome!

Basically Mikey and Leo get bitten a wolf mutant and start to act funny the fuller the moon gets.

“Get back here!” leo cried as he ran after the wolf mutant, who didn’t spare him a glance and continued running through the alleyway.

“Donnie! Raph! You guys stay down here while me and Mikey cut him off on the roofs!” leo ordered. The others nod before parting ways, Mikey and Leo making their way to the roof while Raph and Donnie keep chase on the ground.

They managed to trap him between the four of them despite his fast speed. He looked around contemplating where to go next, “give up, you're surrounded” Raph said, pulling out his sai’s.

The mutant growled, “I’m not going down without a fight!” he said before lunging after mikey, he dodged the attack only for the k9 step forward and sink his teeth into his arm.

“OW” mikey screamed, shoving the mutant off him. Beads of blood began to form on his arm.

Leo ran after the beast, swinging his katana in an attempt to get him to drop the stolen items.

The beast doged the attack and grabbed him by his hand before he could pull away. He slammed his teeth around Leo’s wrist as he screamed in pain.

“Leo!” The others yelled in panic.

The turtle kicked the k9 into some trash cans nearby, lunging the bag of stolen goods out of his hands. Raph swiped the bag out of the air, preventing anything inside from breaking.

The beast fumbled getting up from the trash cans as he wiped his head side to side looking for the goods.

“Looking for this?” Raph raised a brow as he held up the bag. The mutant growled before shoving himself out of the trash, “You haven’t seen the last of me!” he snarled before running deeper into the alleyway.

The turtles watched him flee into the night before someone spoke. “Hey Leo, is your wrist ok?” Donnie asked turning to his brother

“Yeah it's fine, just sore” he complained as he bent the injured wrist.

“I’ll have to clean you and Mikey’s wounds off when we get back to the lair” Donnie spoke.

“Alright, let’s head back”, Leo sighed.

——

“OW” “don’t be dramatic” Donnie complained as he wiped the antiseptic on Mikey’s bite mark. “You don’t have to be such a brute about it” Mikey wined as Donnie finished wrapping his bandage.

“Your turn, Leo,” Donnie signed as Mikey hopped off the table. The blue clad turtle quickly took his place, careful not to upset his aching wrist.

“Alright, now let me see your wrist,” Donnie said, holding his hand up. Leo rested his hand on the scientist. Donnie gently bent his wrist, looking for any signs of pain or irritation.

“It doesn’t seem sprained or anything” Donnie concluded, “just put some ice on it when it hurts” he suggested as he reopened the rubbing alcohol.

Leo walked out of the lab, scratching at his freshly bandaged wrist. “Why is this thing so itchy?,” He asked himself.

——

The boys were acting weird, and not just because Mikey keeps asking for the pepperoni of everybody’s pizza or Leo scarfing down his food faster than usual, and everybody else’s for that matter.

But REALLY weird stuff.

Raph rolled out of bed with a feeling of thirst in his mouth. He yawned as he walked into the kitchen, still groggy and wiping some of the tiredness from his eyes.

His eyes snapped open as he realized the noise he was approaching. Raph crouched, as he slowly approached the noise, he peered around the counter before he recognized the figure.

“MIKEY” the turtle flung his head out of the trash and scrambled to his feet, “WHAT, WHAT” Mikey said as if preparing for danger. “Why are you digging through the trash” raph asked, raising a brow.

“Uh, getting a midnight snack?” He said, smiling nervously.

“From the trash?” Raph said sarcastically, “yes?” Mikey said with an unsure look.

Raph let out a defeated sigh before walking to the cupboard on the wall, “Go back to bed, Mikey”, he advised.

“But I can’t sleep” Mikey complained, “then try again,” he persisted.

The younger turtle huffed before turning around and walking out of the kitchen. Raph rested his mug on the counter, wondering what he could have possibly been eating. And from the trash can of all things. Raph turned on the faucet to collect the water in the mug he picked out allowing his curiosity to get the best of him.

He rested his full cup on the counter before approaching the trash can. When he peered inside he found-

Bones.

They were bones, broken and jagged like they had been chewed on. Some weren’t even cooked and still had large portions missing from them.

Raph looked into the trash can with confusion, and mild disgust.

——

Leo didn’t have as big of a change in eating habits, but he wasn’t quite acting himself.

Like how he slept through the day, even missing training, and only waking up when the sky was dark and inky.

“Leo!?” Donnie said banging on the mutants door, “come on, you said you wanted to train bright and early yesterday remember?” He asked rhetorically. “Leo-” the mutant cut himself off in frustration before pulling the door open.

“What could you possibly be doing-” his words died on his tongue as he realized the terrapin was dead asleep on his bed.

“Leo? Leeeo? LEO?” the turtle yelled. The sleeping turtle simply laid, taking deep slow breathing, still unaware of the sibling in his room.

Donnie, starting to get concerned, leaned down and shook Leo, increasing the intensity the longer he slept.

“Leo!” He tried to call him out of his sleep one last time. Donnie moved his hand from Leo’s shoulders to grab his wrist.

He placed both fingers on the side of his wrist, a normal pulse for someone sleeping, he thought, removing his hand.

Donnie walked out of his room and gently slid the door shut as Raph approached the room.

“Is he up?” He asked, “No, I can’t wake him up for anything” Donnie said raising his brow. “Is he ok? Leo never sleeps this long” raph observed.

“Yeah, he doesn’t, but he seemed fine beside the whole sleeping thing. I mean, he did have a regular pulse and everything” he concluded.

Raph looked behind Donnie and at Leo’s door before continuing, “we should keep an eye on him. Him and Mikey are acting funny”

The boys walked back downstairs, and back to the couch, finally noticing a sleeping Mikey curled up on the couch.

“Yeah, we should keep an eye on them,” Donnie agreed, giving a concerned glance to his brother.

——

It was about a week after Mikey and Leo had been bitten. The bandages came off and their wounds healed nicely, likely to fade in afew months.

The boys were acting, more normal than they had within the past few days. Mikey and Leo both woke up at their usual times and are acting themselves, except for some out of place hostility. But besides that they were acting relatively normal.

Until the full moon began to rise.

It was hard to tell when it was night or day in the sewer, but the turtles could somehow always tell after all these years.

“You guys ready to go on portal?” Donnie asked as he adjusted his Bo staff in its holster.

“I don’t know if I can go tonight guys, I’m feeling really weird” Leo said with a weary expression on his face.

“Yeah me too” mikey complained,

“Oh come on, are you two really not gonna go on patrol just because you feel a little funky?” Raph challenged

“Usually I would but this feels, different” Leo supplied.

Raph sighed in defeat, “I guess it’s just me and you Donnie” he said turning to the terrapin.

“Let me go get my sai’s and we can go” raph said before going to his room.

Raph adjusted his sai’s in their holsters as he walked downstairs. As he glided the second one in its case, he heard a pained groan from the living area.

He snapped his head up and ran down, “what’s going on?” He demanded, “I don’t know” Donnie said nervously.

Leo screamed in pain as he withered on the floor, he dug his fingers into the cement as they stretched with claws sprouting from his fingertips.

There was a sickening cracking echoing through the lair as his limbs grew unnaturally fast.

The same was happening to Mikey, his snout stretched in an unnatural way. Sharp, pointed ears began to emerge from the top of his head, accompanied with strands of golden brown fur erupting from his skin.

The sound of knee and arm pads could be heard snapping and dropping to the floor as well as bandages stretching and tearing to make way for the new growth and claws.

When they stopped struggling there was a quiet, excluding the panting coming from the newly transformed turtle’s.

“…are you guys alright?” Donnie asked, as he backed away from the werewolfs.

The werewolf’s snapped the heads at the terrapin before lunging themselves at him.

Raph pulled him out of the way, narrowly avoiding the two sets of jaws, as the wolves collided with the floor. They push themselves off the floor, claws grating against the cement as they sprint after their fleeing brothers.

In seconds they were hot on their heels, growling as they attempted to nip at their legs. Donnie jumped in alarm, “Raph quick, we need to get the garage!” he said in a panic

Raph nodded as they picked up the pace, creating some space between them. The turtles sprinted under the garage door, before leaping up and slamming it shut.

Angry snarls could be heard from the other side of the door. The mutants sighed in relief as they stepped away from the door. The feeling was short lived, as two sets of paws began slamming on the thin metal.

“Uh, Donnie, that's gonna hold right?” Raph asked skeptically.

“I sure hope so,” Donnie said, “what happened to them!? All week they’ve been acting strange and now they’ve turned into these things!” Raph says gesturing creatures slamming on the other side of the door.

“I don’t know” he confessed “But it has to be something from the past few days. That’s when they started acting up”

What had happened within the last week? They thought, they had gone on patrol, stopped some crime, and had pizza. All the regular things, so what could have happened between the past few days and now to cause this-

“The wolf!” Donnie exclaimed, “What?” Raph questioned, “While we were on patrol the other night Leo and Mikey got bit by that wolf mutant before he ran away! That must be the reason they turned into these things!” He concluded.

“So that guy turned them into werewolves?” Raph asked

“I guess he did,” Donnie said, realizing the full weight of his words. “So how are we gonna undo this?” Raph asked

“If I can get a sample from one of them, I could probably undo the whole transformation!” Donnie exclaimed.

“And what are we supposed to get as a sample?” Raph questioned, raising a brow.

The taller mutant grimaced, “we’re gonna need some spit”.

————

It was quiet, too quiet, for the amount of noise the wolves were making banging on the garage door.

Donnie carefully pulled up the garage door, just enough to peer underneath it. There was no sign of their transformed siblings from what he could see.

“I think they’re gone, raph” Donnie said pulling the rest of the door up.

They stepped out of the garage quietly, looking all about the lair for any odd looking terrapins. They explore the other parts of the lair, searching for their turned brothers.

“Do you see them?” Donnie whispered, “No, it’s like they disappeared or something” Raph compared.

They find their way to the kitchen finally finding a trace of the lost brothers.

The fridge had been raided, the door was wide open with lukewarm air drifting out of it. There were scraps of food spread across the whole kitchen. The drawers had been pulled out of their sockets, one even laid on the floor. The only thing in the kitchen remotely untouched were the uncooked vegetables spread across the floor.

“Looks like they got in the fridge” Raph observed, “yeah no shit” Donnie commented, gaining an unimpressed glance from the red masked turtle.

“But where are they?” Donnie asked suspiciously.

“I don’t know, they're probably upstairs if they're not down here,” Raph said.

“Then let’s go check upstairs,” Donnie prompted.

“Hold on a second, we should probably have something that’ll get them to leave us alone without them getting hurt when we find them. Don’t werewolves have a weakness or something?” Raph asked.

“Yeah I think they do actually, but I can’t remember what” Donnie commented, placing a hand under his snout.

“Mikey likes this kind of stuff, he’d probably know what it is” Raph mentioned.

“Yeah but he can’t tell us right now..wait we can look through his comic books! There’s bound to be an answer in one of them!” The terrapin exclaimed.

The turtles creeped upstairs, their eyes darted left to right looking for any movement among the shadows.

They tiptoed to Mikey’s room, keeping their eyes open for anything. Donnie pulled open the door, practically holding his breath in anticipation.

He made a sigh of relief as he peered into the room, no werewolves.

Just a messy room, he thought, as he stepped over an empty pizza box. “Now where would Mikey put his comics?” Donnie asked himself.

They had practically torn the room upside down looking for that comic book. There were various comics spread around the room, in drawers, in small piles on the floor and on his bed, and probably some other places.

“Where is it?!” Donnie complained, “we’ve looked through this whole room and we still can’t find it!”

“It’s gotta be in here somewhere” Raph observed.

“But where?” Donnie asked, shuffling through Mikey’s night stand drawer again.

Raph stood by the bed going through the pile of comics resting near Mikey’s pillow for the third time. He glanced down at the bed and continued his search, before realizing what caught his eye.

He snatched the sheet off the bed, finding a comic book face down, laying on its pages. And right on the cover was a silloet of a werewolf howling at a full moon.

“I found it!” Raph said holding the flimsy book in the air, “this has to be it”

Donnie’s eyes widened before crossing the room, “do you see anything?” Donnie asked as Raph flipped through the pages.

“Not yet- wait, this is it!” Raph exclaimed, “it says, silver is a werewolf’s weakness, but too much could kill them so we’ll have to be careful. But where are we gonna find silver?” Raph questioned

“Silver”, the word danced on Donnie’s tongue, “I might have some silver in my lab, I use it in some of my experiments” he explained. “But it’s not a lot, I’m not sure how effective it’ll be,” he edmited.

“It’s better than nothing,” raph said.

——

They snuck in the lab, quickly finding the silver and going back upstairs to check the rest of the rooms for their furry siblings.

None of the bedroom doors were opened, and there were no signs of the creatures of the night. Even so, the turtle's hearts were beating out of their chest as they opened up each door.

There was a feeling of simultaneous relief, and growing fear with each door checked. If the werewolves weren’t in the first three rooms, they’d be in the last.

The two mutants looked at each other, both having their silver ready in their hands. Raph breathed in before grasping the door handle and yanking it open.

They stood ready for an attack from the k9’s, only to be let down by an empty room.

The turtles gaped at the well kept room, it was like Leo and Mikey hadn’t been in their at all.

They stepped inside, carefully walking around the room as they searched for the mutants. They searched to no avail as they stepped out of the room, knowing less then they had going in.

They weren’t there, they were at the end of the hallway, each door in the entire lair had been checked for the werewolf turtles. And there was barely a trace of them.

“They’re GONE???” Donnie announced, pulling at his mask tails.

“Where could they have possibly gone if they aren’t in the lair??” Raph panicked “they're probably just somewhere in the sewers right?” Raph questioned.

“We’ll have to see. Come on!” Donnie called as he ran out of the lair.

——

Donnie and Raph had searched over half the sewer tunnels, still no sign of their werewolf siblings.

“We’ve searched over half the sewers and still no sign of them,” Raph said as he spashed through the sewer tunnels.

“They have to be around here somewhere, I don’t know where else they would be” Donnie said with slight worry.

As they walked past a sewer cover, Raph realized something was off. He backtracked to the ladder, listening to the unmuffled sound of cars whooshing by.

“Donnie! Come check this out” he called.

They approached the ladder, listening to the increasing volume of night life.

They finally stepped under the gaping man hole cover, being greeted by the deep dark sky and the light of a full moon casting its light on a apartment.

“..They have to be around here somewhere, huh” Raph said sarcastically, as he met Donnie’s eyes.

——-

They stood on a rooftop, arguing over where they would find their lost brothers.

“How are we gonna find them? They could be anywhere!” Raph yelled

“I’m sure we’ll find them, they're probably somewhere familiar, right? Let’s go on our usual patrol route and see if we find them” Donnie suggested.

As they ran farther from the lair, they notice a noise as they hopped from one roof to another.

“What is that?” Raph asked as he tried to pinpoint the noise.

“It sounds like, howling? Donnie said, as his eyes followed the source.

His eyes lead to a rather large k9, howling at the bright round moon. “That’s one of them!” Donnie called before chasing after the wolf.

Leo sat atop a large hotel, its logo shining brightly in red over the city street.

As the turtles crept onto the roof, the werewolf restarted his howl, unsuspecting of the figures approaching him.

Another howl ripped through the night, as Donnie reached into his side pouch, pulling out a loaded dart gun.

He straightened his arm and pointed it at one of the only non protected areas on him. Donnie pointed the nozzle at his shoulder before pulling the trigger.

Leo’s howl was broken by a yalp, as he turned around growling at the same siblings he couldn’t recognize.

He bared his fangs and hunched his back, puffing up his jet black fur, making him seem even larger than he did in his new form.

“Leo, calm down” Donnie soothed as the k9 approached, his voice only seeming to piss the creature off more.

The mutants stepped back as snarls rippled through the wolf.

Donnie pulled out his silver coin, praying it would deter his sibling as he pointed it at the beast.

Leo whined, finally beginning to wobble as turned to escape.

“Leo, wait!” Donnie screamed as he leapt onto the lower roof, landing clumsily as his limbs nearly gave under his weight.

He wobbled across the roof as the others gave chase, finally flopping onto the ground and shutting his eyes with a whine.

The turtles sighed in relief, finally knowing one of their brothers was safe and out of harm's way.

“Alright, now let’s get him back to the lair” Donnie announced.

He gently nudged the k9 before he grabbed his front paws, “woah, he’s heavy” Donnie said as he attempted to pull the k9 over his shoulders.

“He can’t be that heavy” Raph argued as he lifted up his other end.

“Woah he really is heavy” he admitted as the two pulled their brother off the ground.

“Yeah, how does one turtle gain that much weight in that little time?” Donnie wondered.

——

Once they got back to the lair, they rested Leo on the slightly torn up couch before continuing the hunt for their lost brother.

“Are you sure we can keep him there all by himself?” Raph asked.

“Yeah, those darts would keep a regular person out for 5 hours minimum, so he should be fine” Donnie concluded.

——

The search was starting to get tiring, they were almost finished with the patrol route and still no sign of Mikey.

“What if we don’t find him tonight?” Donnie asked with worry.

“We’ll find him, we just have to keep looking” raph supplied as he jumped onto the next roof.

Donnie suddenly halted his movements, causing the same reaction to the other turtle.

“What is it?” Raph asked as Donnie approached the alleyway behind them.

“What is that?” He asked, as he pointed to the wiggling lid of the dumpster beneath them.

They hopped down to the alleyway, approaching the lively dumpster with caution. Donnie pulled out the familiar dart gun, getting ready to use it at a moment’s notice.

The garbage lid finally swung open, revealing a turtle werewolf munching on the disregard remains of a pizza.

They froze, not wanting to provoke the werewolf into running off or attacking.

Donnie slowly raised his arms, dart gun pointed directly at the k9 oblivious to the imminent threat.

As the werewolf enjoyed his crust he finally looked up enough to notice his siblings, and the barral of the dart gun pointed right at him. His eyes widened, and his ears laid flat on his head in surprise as Donnie took the shot.

A yalp echoed through the mutant as the sedatives kicked in. He slumped further into the dumpster, finally cooperative enough to be carried back to the lair.

——

“We finally got both of them” Donnie sighed as he rested his baby brother on the couch.

“Took us long enough” raph added. “Now you can finally work on that cure,” raph reminded him.

“Right! I just need to get something from my lab” Donnie said before retrieving the objects.

He came back with two clear plastic baggies and two long cotton swabs for the saliva samples.

First he went up to Leo, grabbing his long snout and gently pulling his mouth apart to make way for the swab.

He did the same with Mikey before returning to his lab.

——

He spent hours in that lab, but he finally had a way to reverse their transformation. He filed the two syringes with the elixir, and walked out of the lab.

“It’s finally done,” Donnie announced, exhausted but glad.

“I sure hope it works” Raph said as Donnie approached the werewolves and guided the needles into his fuzzy arms.

“Now we wait,” Donnie yawned, before crashing onto the couch.

Afew hours later he awoke to the sound of familiar yawn.

“Ugh, what happened?” Leo groaned as he broke out of his daze. “You and Mikey turned into werewolves and me and Donnie had to chase you around the city to make a cure” Raph supplied simply.

Leo stared at the turtle, as his still foggy mind tried to comprehend what was just said.

“Well what did we do?” He asked

“Well you were howling at the moon, and Mikey was eating out of a dumpster at this pizza joint” Donnie replied.

“I should have done that sooner”

The sets of eyes shot to the once again freckled turtle, still fatigued from the dart gun.

The others merely laughed at the antic, before falling back into their exhausted slumbers.

[popperazzi]

hello

I’ve been on @kentuckyfriedcoochie for 12 years, but this is my new main! got a few close irls/family on there who I don’t want, and while they don’t have tumblrs, they still peep on there. also wanted to be sluttier and KFC didn’t feel like the right place for it so basically it’s gonna be the same shitposting but with gay shit and thirst traps thrown in there too :-) in the meantime!

- I’m 24, cancer sun/leo moon/sag rising

- Queer/pan, single

- Born in Chicago, raised in LA, lived in Italy and Scotland, and now living in Brooklyn!

- Went to the University of Edinburgh, hence my living in Scotland. Class of 2020 :’)

- I love traveling (been to 35 or 36 countries on 4 continents), photography, working out, finding new music, and trying to get back into learning languages after a while

- Conversational to intermediate in Spanish, French and Italian and speak a lil bit of Mandarin and Danish

but enjoy the shitshow and horny posts and feel free to send me asks/nudes/etc!!!! :))))

[brawn-gp]

Idk about other people, but i’d say personally its only because i’m not on the app as much anymore because of life :( I used to reblog everything but I basically come back to tumblr every time something big-ish happens f1-related (see charles thirst trap lmao) Don’t get me wrong though I still try to reblog especially if its an edit/gifs/art because I know how much effort y’all put into stuff, im just genuinely not on this app much anymore to see most of it and if so I probably end up scrolling for a bit and just liking posts

yep yep very valid reason.. i also see myself being on the app way less than i used to. is this returning to the pre-pandemic world or is it that being on this site has been more increasingly tiresome over time? we’ll probably never know

[gingeraleluke]

𝗳𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁

𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: vinnie hacker x fem!reader

𝘀𝘆𝗻𝗼𝗽𝘀𝗶𝘀: vinnie and his girlfriend try to calm down before the big fight

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: none really just fluff, maybe some angst if you squint? some swearing

𝗔/𝗡: alright well i guess i’m a writer now 😃 i’m nervous asf about the fight tonight and i’m sure all you vinnie stans are as well so I thought this might help y’all destress! I DIDNT PROOFREAD THIS BECAUSE I WANTED TO POST THIS ASAP!!x

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“y/n, for the last time!”

you immediately broke from your trance at your boyfriends, looking over at him, your brows furrowed.

“please don’t pick at your fingers, you’re gonna hurt yourself-“ before he could finish his sentence, you replied with a quick apology.

“i know! i know, i’m sorry..” you frowned, looking down at your bracelet. it’s the one vinnie had made, late one night at your house. a simple thread with some beads. you’re sure it wasn’t that much of an effort, but to you it meant the world. anything he did for you, big or small, never went unnoticed.

“i’m just lookin’ out for you.” his eyes peeked through his hair as the woman crouching infront of him, continued asking him questions. it was a bunch of information about the fight and the legality of it all. just basically tons of shit you didn’t really understand- nor care about. all you cared about was your boyfriends safety.

at first, you were happy about the fight. seeing how competitive your boyfriend was, it was good for him to get out and meet more people who he could learn from. he was by far the most curious boy you ever met. he loved taking tips and learning tricks from people, anything to help him better his craft. he’s been like that since elementary. one thing about vinnie hacker was that he wanted to be the best possible version of himself he could be, and that means being as good as humanly possible when it comes to just about anything, fighting was no different.

he was overly confident and always came home with sweat in his locks and a big smile on his face. you began to dread the day the fight came though. you had gotten so use to seeing him at the gym, giving him back rubs and letting him use you as weights, picking you up and giving you kisses while doing push-ups. you didn’t really want it to end, mainly because you were scared he would get hurt.

he had the talk with you, promising you that he would do whatever he had to to get out of that ring safe and sound to come back home to you. nights of snuggling and whispering sweet nothings became harder to say goodbye to. you gave up on social media. honestly the only one you really used was tiktok, just to see what your beautiful boyfriend was up to. you were never really a fan of putting yourself out there like that. that was something you always admired vinnie for, and maybe that’s why you were so perfect together. you were perfectly fine with being his shadow, sticking by his side throughout everything. you absolutely hated being the center of attention so when vinnie would post pictures of you on his instagram story, or pan over to you sitting on the couch at the end of his thirst traps, you were immediately uncomfortable. it was a good uncomfortable though. vinnie helped you step out of your shell and you began to get noticed by fans whenever you left the house. it was definitely something you wouldn’t have seen yourself doing, but god, did that boy change you.

so here you were, sitting on the floor of what could only be assumed as a dressing room, vinnie beside you, his legs sprawled out as a woman began lathering what looked like grease all over his body. you shooting her a few death glares whenever her hands trailed down too far for your liking which vin definitely found adorable.

reporters and people in lanyards surrounded you. vinnie brought all of his friends to watch the event so they sat in chairs behind the two of you. you and vinnie were the only two sitting on the ground, everyone else either standing or in chairs. constant yelling and information clouded the room as you started to feel yourself panic. vinnie didn’t notice your upset state as he was talking about something with a friend and laughing about something stupid he said.

as people started to arrive, one of vinnies managers told everyone to get out so they could have some space. people slowly started to trickle through the door and out the halls, speakers blasting. your back was pressed up against a suitcase and the lanyard you were given was tickling your neck as you absentmindedly started wiggling your toes.

“hey, you okay?” vinnie leaned over at you, his abs on full display and his biceps spread, holding his body up, one arm behind your body. still zoned out, you slowly nod.

vinnie swallows and his eyes flicker down from your eyes to your legs, he sniffles and holds a hand up, asking a friend to get you a water. he then turns to the woman pestering him and asks her, “can you give us a second?” she nods and he thanks her, his attention back on his girlfriend as he scoots closer to her. all he’s wearing is his boxing shorts that hug his body so well.

“alright..” he mutters, “baby, what’s the matter?” you look over, suprised by how close he is now. you begin to wonder how much time passed. how long you sat there on the tiled floor, drifting off into space and trying so desperately to ignore everything happening around you. “hmm?” you can’t form a complete sentence so you hum a reply.

“come on. what’s wrong?” he shuffles even closer, turns slightly and coughs into his shoulder before his friend comes back with your water. he hands it to vinnie, the cold liquid leaving a residue on his palm.

“here, drink this.” you look at the water and take it, chugging it and closing your eyes. vinnie looks at you with worry. a pure puppy dog look but sadly, your eyelids are shut so you miss it.

you slam the bottle back down on the ground, inhaling through your mouth. “i feel like i’m gonna fucking die.” vinnie bursts out laughing at your words, “what?!”

you keep a serious expression and start shaking your head, staring out into space. “i’m serious.” before vinnie can reply, people barge through the door and begin escorting him to a waiting room. you look up at him as he stands over you. “come on.” he keeps his arm around you the whole walk, lightly kissing your head as he says small hellos to the people passing by. he pulls away from you quickly to take a picture with a fan, before embracing you again in his arms. the room has a small carpet and reminded you of an airport. a small snack bar with couches filled with people.

you groan at the sight of more people, as vinnie tries to find a place to sit. a guy wraps a robe around his naked chest and he settles on a chair that sat near a fake plant. it was in the corner of the room and far from people. “here, sweetheart, come sit on my lap.” he places you on his lap. you rest your head on his shoulder, your eyes aligned with his ear. “that’a girl.” he smiled down at you and wrapped his muscular arms around you. kissing your cheek as you sighed. you wore his arms like a scarf, his tattoos sprinkled all throughout your neckline, breathing in his cologne and shampoo from the shower he just took.

“you are my baby, you know that?” he looked down at you, pure love in his eyes. “mmhmm” he giggled at how precious you looked. he was determined to make you say something. “yeah?” he started lightly poking at your side, knowing all your most ticklish spots. you instantly start laughing, “vinnie, knock it off.”

“oh! there you are! i was wondering where my sweet y/n went!” you roll your eyes as he lifts up your body, adjusting himself, keeping you perched on his lap and your head still limp in his neck. “shut up.”

“you wanna talk to me now?”

“no.”

“what? why not?” he was giggling with every word. whenever he was anxious he got a lot more playful with you.

“because you’re a jerk!”

he pulled away and gave you a wtf look. “the fuck? why am i a jerk?” his brows were furrowed as he waited for your answer.

“i don’t know, i’m just upset..” you frowned as your cheek met the soft fabric of his robe. “i know, baby i know.”

silence overtook you two as he just held you waiting for his cue to leave. minutes pass and suddenly you blurted out the words that had been on your mind all day. “promise you’ll come back to me?”

he smiled sadly at your words, looking down at the top of your head. his fingers began to play with your hair. “i’m not going to die y/n, it’s just a little fight that’s all!”

“i know but…. just promise me?”

he gripped your throat with his hand and pulled you close to him before kissing you softly. breaking the kiss, your noses still touching he whispered a sweet “i promise.”

you both stayed like that, hugging eachother as you traced his tattoos on his arm and he played with your hair, before it was time for him to leave.

“you’ve got your seat right? you know where you are going?” vinnie worries hit him all at once and you could see it.

“yup!” you lean in and give him a quick peck before pulling him back, stopping his movements from walking.

“vinnie. i promise you’ve got this. no matter what happens, i’m so so proud of you. all of your fans are so fucking proud of you. you worked so hard for this.” you start to tear up as your boyfriend looks down at you, nodding. people begin to yell for him to hurry up.

you pull him in for another passionate kiss, your hand gripping his hair. “i love you vinnie.”

“i love you too.”

your hands interlocked as he walked towards the door to leave.

he turned to look at you one more time.

“you’ve got this.”

[iboatedhere]

His mother sends him home with enough leftovers to last the week, and Carlos leaves her with a promise to come visit during the week and two tickets for Thursday nights game. 

He drives back to Round Rock with the radio on low and the windows rolled down, decompressing. 

The first time he checks his phone isn’t until he’s back in the loft, about to text his mom to tell her he made it home. 

The screen is filled with a string of notifications from Twitter, all DMs from TK12Strand. 

The first one is a link back to the Express’ twitter account, to the post with TK’s introduction video. 

Carlos watches it still standing in the entryway to the loft, the stack of Tupperware in his hand. 

TK looks good in his fresh uniform, smiling for the camera as he poses with the bat over his shoulder while lights flash and music plays. The scene cuts to TK sitting in a director’s chair, playfully fixing his hair in the reflection of the camera lense before questions begin to scroll across the screen. What’s your favorite color? Who was your childhood hero? Favorite movie? Favorite food? Why did you choose your walk up song? What does TK stand for?

In the video TK laughs and points a finger at the camera. “That’s only for my mom when she gets mad.”

TK is charming and funny and when the video ends and Carlos scrolls through the replies, he’s not surprised to see people asking if he’s single. 

I think Marjan did a good job, TK writes. I think I look okay, right?

It was actually really fun. 

Some of the alternate uniforms you guys have are sick 

Do you even use this twitter account? I found your insta too but it’s even more boring than this one, no offense 

Shit, sorry for basically quadruple texting you while you’re enjoying time with your family. Can you tell I’m bored as I track the FedEx truck around the neighborhood? 

Carlos laughs and puts the leftovers in the fridge so he can focus fully on replying. 

He DMs TK his personal Instagram account along with his phone number.

That insta is private but I’ll add you, he writes, and that’s my number in case you want it. 

TK is quick to request a follow and after Carlos approves it there’s a minute of silence before another notification comes through. 

TK has liked a mirror selfie of Carlos in the gym from years back. Almost immediately, a text comes through from an unknown number.

Fuck, TK texts, please ignore that I liked your post from 3 years ago.

Nope.

Fine, if you’re going to keep me honest then….

TK comments on the photo with a dozen fire emojis followed by a few hot face emojis and the water droplet emoji. 

Carlos snorts then hits the call button. TK picks up on the first ring.

“You know my mom and sisters follow that account, right?”

“Your mom and sisters follow your thirst trap account?”

“That is not what it is.”

“C’mon, man, have you seen the photos on here?”

Carlos rolls his eyes, puts the call on speaker, and scrolls through his account. He’ll admit that there are a fair share of gym selfies, but there are also photos of downtown Austin, sunsets on the ranch, and Eli’s little league games. 

“Who exactly would I be trying to trap?” Carlos asks. “I only have twenty followers.”

“Twenty one now,” TK points out. “Does Marjan know about this? One man-crush-Monday post with one of these pics and you’d easily be the most popular Triple-A player on Instagram.”

“I don’t want to be the most popular,” Carlos says, “and Marjan does know about it. She keeps trying to follow me but I keep blocking her.”

“I bet she loves that.”

“It makes her so mad,” Carlos says with a laugh. 

“Wait, no one on the team does either. What is this account even for?”

“Myself, mostly.”

“Well, I promise your photos are safe with me. You didn’t take any photos tonight?”

“Didn’t have time.”

“Too busy talking to your dad and uncles about the game and to your aunts about your lack of a social life?”

“Something like that,” Carlos says. “My Tia Lucy got a dig in but besides that….the kids kept me pretty busy.”

“Are there a lot of them?”

“Between my sister’s and cousin’s kids there’s enough to form a baseball team.”

“I bet they think you’re so cool,” TK says. 

“It’s nice that someone does,” Carlos tells him and TK laughs. “Did your boxes get delivered?”

“They did,” TK says, “but I might have messed up. For some reason I didn’t think Texas would have the same climate as the sun so I don’t think I’ll be wearing ninety percent of the hoodies I brought. I’m down to gym shorts and t-shirts.”

“It can get cool at night.”

TK hums. “I’m not buying it. I’m glad you have fun tonight.”

Carlos nods, but thinks about how the night ended and how alone he felt even though he was surrounded by loved ones. 

“Thanks,” he tells TK before he clears his throat, working the emotion out. “I should probably get to bed.’

“Oh yeah,” TK says, “me too. First home game tomorrow, at least for me anyway.” 

“It’ll be fun,” Carlos tells him. “I know it’s a lot different from what you’re used to, but I think you’re really going to like it here.”

“I hope so,” TK tells him, “have a goodnight, Carlos. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

[allthingsarmin]

fckboy armin? + degredation is always a good combination <3

I was so excited to write this dose of Armin brainrot, omg 😩

If it’s alright with you, anon, I did this request in more of a headcanon format, but the ending is more of a fanfiction format. I’m also sorry I took so long to write this omg.

MINORS DNI!

Fem!Reader, FemBodied!Reader

TW: Mentions of NSFW topics + degradation, mean!armin, manipulation, fuckboy topics

ᵔᴥᵔ fuckboy!armin whose style resembles that of the horny, manipulative, ghost-y men on campus yet is just too hot for you to handle. The way he wears dark silver rings on his left thumb, middle, and pointer fingers that accentuate his slender, pale fingers and clean-cut nails. The way the small, dark tattoos on his knuckles, right forearm, and collarbone add an aura of mystery and aggression to his being that just exudes sex. The way he wears a gold chain necklace with distressed jeans and a plain t-shirt that’s just a little too tight and shows off his pecks. Or the way he wears long black joggers and an oversized long-sleeve black shirt that makes him look taller. The way he doesn’t wear his mask correctly, always hanging on one of his ears which compliment his stud earrings and devilish smirk. The way he is broke because he’s always spending money on the newest, trendy shoes. The way he always uses way too much cologne… One look at him, and you can sense his ‘asshole attitude,’ but you can’t deny it makes your lower regions pulsate.

ᵔᴥᵔ fuckboy!armin who’s body is so perfectly sculpted and toned that it leaves you thinking dirty thoughts in class. The way he sits in class with his sleeves rolled up, laying back relaxed in the chair, right leg bouncing out of boredom as his hard cock becomes noticeable in his grey sweatpants makes you want to run to your dorm and touch yourself. The way his abs call out to you to graze your fingertips against them when he lifts his shirt up to wipe away the sweat after walking home from the gym. The way his beautifully slender fingers hold his phone or push his hair back when he’s frustrated makes you think about how good they would feel inside you. The way his accentuated collarbone peaks through his thin t-shirts, allowing you to see the hickeys and imprints of love bites from god knows how many women makes you jealous. The way his skin is so pale and so soft that his blonde leg hair becomes barely noticeable. The way his golden hair brings out a plethora of the shades of blue in his eyes, and oh how his haircut suits him perfectly, shaping his jawline very well. How his beautiful blue eyes dangerously lure you into him, the soft but manipulative stares he gives you. How he can’t seem to maintain eye contact with you for more than three seconds because he looks at your breasts. The sinister yet sexy smiles he has plastered upon his face when talking with his friends about ‘some other whore’ he fucked the other day… Armin is attractive, and he knows he is attractive. Though you hate how arrogant his looks have made him, his suggestive stares and lip bites from such a handsome man make your heart flutter and mind only focused on one thing.

ᵔᴥᵔ fuckboy!armin who is always posting thirst traps on instagram. You know… The pictures with the squinted eyes and the bitten lower bottom lip, either showing off his money or new shoes, pictures beside a nice car, suggestive pictures with the new girls he’s been fucking recently, biting his chain necklaces because he thinks it’s sexy. Only follows ‘successful’ men and offensive meme accounts but mostly follows half-naked women and supermodels. Leaves nasty comments on ugly womens’ pictures, calling them whores while he’s in hot girls’ DMs sending unsolicited dick pics and asking for nudes. Has thousands of followers, mostly from the party girls and rude men who go to his college. Won’t let you tag him in a photo unless he ‘looks hot.’

ᵔᴥᵔ fuckboy!armin who takes slutty gym pictures with his shirt off, abs out, shorts low enough to see his V line, hands in his hair, and a wink. Sends it to every girl in his snapchat contacts and posts it on his story with the ‘slide up’ text.

ᵔᴥᵔ fuckboy!armin who hits you with the “you up?” at 2am on snapchat after ghosting you for two months. Tells you how much he misses your lewd moans and sloppy cunt, and then after pressuring you to give him nudes, he saves them and then doesn’t talk to you for at least a week.

ᵔᴥᵔ fuckboy!armin who is so intelligent and dangerously manipulative. Who is so smart that he doesn’t need or want to pay attention in class, who convinces you to let him keep the nudes you sent him on snapchat, who reels you right back in when you try to move on from him.

ᵔᴥᵔ fuckboy!armin who was nice to you at first, befriending you when you looked so alone, shy, and innocent, who only chose you because you looked so easy to take advantage of when he finally closes in on you.

ᵔᴥᵔ fuckboy!armin who says he doesn’t want ‘any of that relationship stuff’ because all of his exes were crazy and that he only wants to date hot chicks.

ᵔᴥᵔ fuckboy!armin who only texts you at ungodly hours during the weekdays and plays games like ‘20 questions’ with you so he can ask you if you’re either a virgin or a whore, if you like oral, if you’ve thought about him in dirty ways before… or truth or dare, asking you if you if you want to be his slut or daring you to send him lewd pictures of yourself.

ᵔᴥᵔ fuckboy!armin who takes every chance he can get to turn anything sexual: the way your skirt is just a little too short that makes him suddenly grab your upper thighs, the way you innocently lick your ice cream cone on a hot summer day - he tells you to put your tongue on his cock instead, how you put your hair up in a high ponytail just makes him want to pull on it and kiss the crook of your neck… it all leaves him clouded with dirty thoughts.

ᵔᴥᵔ fuckboy!armin who calls you ‘babe’ and refers to you as his ‘girl’ even though he has a million bitches on the side.

ᵔᴥᵔ fuckboy!armin who makes you feel like shit about yourself because he’s constantly sending you womens’ profiles on Instagram, saying you should look more like them and ‘get a nicer ass.’

ᵔᴥᵔ fuckboy!armin who becomes more controlling as your sexual relationship continues, basically forcing you to let him check your phone in case you're messaging other dudes and being naughty for men besides him but gets defensive when you want to see his phone.

ᵔᴥᵔ fuckboy!armin who refuses to eat you out but expects you to praise his cock with your slutty mouth and wet tongue.

ᵔᴥᵔ fuckboy!armin who doesn’t really care about your personal problems or pain, and whenever you tell him you’re hurting on the inside, he offers to let you come over to his house so that he can fuck you: “once my cock is inside you again, you’ll forget all about your sadness.”

ᵔᴥᵔ fuckboy!armin who doesn’t use condoms because he ‘can’t feel anything’ when he wears them, so he just assumes that you’re on birth control when he cums inside you.

ᵔᴥᵔ fuckboy!armin who violates your privacy when he’s online gaming with his closest friends, Eren and Jean, as he tells them through the microphone about how tight and wet your pussy is and how much you enjoy being treated like a slut, your mouth full of his cock and pussy dripping with his cum… going as far as sending secretive videos he took of you to them where you’re whimpering and begging for Armin’s cock.

ᵔᴥᵔ fuckboy!armin who pressures you to do risky things you don’t want to do, but you just can’t find the courage to say no to him when he stares at you with his intense blue eyes… like when he asks you to sit next to him in the back of the class then without your approval, sneaks his slender fingers into your panties and starts harshly playing with your clit. He devilishly smirks as you try to suppress your cries of disapproval. Or like when he convinces you to let him take videos of you when you’re in a position that exposes your slick cunt to him so well. Or even how he manipulates you into trying something new that you’ve never been comfortable with, like swallowing his thick cum, letting him put you in a full-nelson, maybe letting him choke you while he spits in your mouth.

ᵔᴥᵔ fuckboy!armin who finally closes in on you, begging you to help him study for the upcoming test since he wasn’t paying attention in class because ‘you’re just so distracting’ to him, acting so smart and innocent and respectably in front of the teacher when Armin really knows that your slutty outfits and wet pussy says otherwise… so you excitedly go over to his dorm, thankful that finally it will be a normal get-together where you could actually find out more about Armin instead of finding out more about how he likes his cock sucked. Upon entering his dorm, it is apparent that he never planned on studying with you as his textbooks are nowhere to be found, and he is sitting on the couch half-naked with Netflix on the TV.

ᵔᴥᵔ “Oh hey, y/n, didn’t expect to see you here so soon,” he says nonchalantly. You unknowingly stare at his broad shoulders, his strong chest, and of course his V-line that is not hard to miss as he carelessly talks shit about his teachers. “See something you like?” arrogance seething from his teeth as he brushes back his blond hair. You don’t say anything as your face grows red. He takes your hand and leads you to the couch. “Come on, let’s watch something.”

ᵔᴥᵔ The sound of skin slapping drowns out the voices on the TV. You don’t even know how Armin managed to get you into this position again where you’re so submissive under him, giving into him yet again. He flips you over on your back, and he props himself up, looking over your figure that’s so pathetically displayed below him. You can see his angelic hair stick to his forehead as the sweat drips down his soft but sharp cheeks. The look in his eyes has gone dark, and his smile is sinister as if he was a predator about to devour a prey. He wickedly laughs as you grind your needy cunt against his hard cock. This is where he really gets mean.

ᵔᴥᵔ fuckboy!armin loves to degrade you like the whore you are, constantly reminding you just how easy you are to take advantage of, how easy you are to win over with just some dick, how easy it is to make your sloppy cunt squirt and tingle from multiple orgasms, how easy it is to make you whimper and beg for his thick cock to make a complete mess of your pussy.

ᵔᴥᵔ “You really didn’t think I invited you over just to study, did you?” he snickers as he cruelly and slowly thrusts into your aching cunt, making eye contact with you and grinning as your face turns red. He grabs your throat, choking you, and begins to thrust faster which pulls shaky moans from under your breath. He inches close to your ear and whispers, “you even came over here without wearing underwear under that short skirt of yours…” he switches to the other ear, “and when I started touching your dirty cunt during the movie, you were already so wet,” you shiver at his words. He pulls back and gives you a gentle slap with his left hand, his rings stinging your face, and uses his right hand to twist your perky nipples. He begins to laugh, “but I’m not surprised that a filthy slut like you - my filthy slut - would think of such impure thoughts during something as innocent as watching a movie.” Armin leans closer to your face again, still thrusting into you at a quick pace. His warm breath raises goosebumps on your skin. He harshly grabs your mouth and tells you to open, which you submissively comply with, and he spits into your mouth which causes you to whimper. He smacks the side of your thigh. “You like being treated like some depraved slut don’t you?” You don’t reply, but the fluttering in your tight pussy says otherwise. He flips you onto your stomach, your breasts mushing into the couch, and without warning, he forces his girthy cock into your tight pussy. He is thrusting into you at an ungodly pace, making you scream and moan incoherent words. “What’s my little slut saying? Use your words, baby,” he teases. At this point, you can only call out his name. “A-armin…” He begins to torturously thrust into that one spot, and within seconds, you're bucking your hips, intensely squirting onto his couch and leaving a sopping wet dark spot. “Fucking whore, gonna have to buy a new couch because you can’t control your filthy cunt,” he growls into your ear. He quickly flips you over onto your back again, wanting to see your face. Your face is contorted with such pleasure; your eyes are rolled to the back of your head, and your mouth is wide open with drool dripping down your jaw. Armin shudders, his cock getting even harder in your tight pussy. “So hot… such a lewd slut.” He immediately brings out his phone, taking a picture. “Want me to show my friends what a cock-hungry whore you are?” You quickly nod. “So fucking pathetic,” he snarls. “I’m going to destroy your cunt, slut.” He shoves his warm tongue in your mouth, gently grabbing the hair on your foggy head. “I’m gonna break you in so bad,” he mumbles, wiping the tears from your face.

ᵔᴥᵔ fuckboy!armin who maybe in fact does want to have that ‘relationship shit’ with you ~

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