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it's a bad idea (fuck it, it's fine) — part 1

Summary: your housemates give you an offer you can't refuse. What's the worst that could happen? Pairing: Jenson Button x fem!reader, Fernando Alonso x fem!reader, Sebastian Vettel x fem!reader, Mark Webber x fem!reader Warnings: smut, dirty talk, mild degrading, oral (m and f receiving), face fucking, fingering, slight nipple play, hinting at m/m, mentions of free use, *gasp* and they were room mates Word count: 1.9k

Part 1 of the Fuck It series

The arrangement was, frankly, absurd. Had the offer come from anyone other than Jenson, you would have kicked them so hard they wished you had punched them instead. Part of you hoped he would have forgotten what he had said while heavily under the influence of too much champagne, but luck was not on your side. 

"Have you thought about my offer?" Jenson asks, innocently blowing on his coffee, making you choke on air. 

"The offer in which I pay my rent by, wait let me check my notes. Ah, yes, 'fucking you'," you reply, voice a lot steadier than you feel. Because truth be told, it had been impossible to not fantasise about getting railed into next week by him- by any of them. Oh, you were well aware of how much your life had become the plot of a rom-com ever since your landlord decided to be an absolute greedy bastard. Become a live-in house sitter for 4 millionaires they said, it'll be fun they said. Liars.

"Oh come on, it'll be mutually beneficial," Jenson argued. 

"Proud of you for using your big boy words, pretty boy but how exactly is this gonna end up in anything other than disaster?" 

"He's hungover and a himbo, why are you bullying him?" Mark mutters, voice still rough with sleep as he literally picks you up and unceremoniously plops you down on top of the counter. There are days where you curse your small stature and his strength, especially when it leaves your brain stuttering to process getting manhandled. 

"We'll set rules. All I'm saying is we're all adults-.." You can't help but snort at that. "Fine, whatever. I'm just saying that I've seen the way you look at them, seen the way your eyes flash with lust and I am pretty sure some truly filthy fantasies, and I know I can speak for all four of us when I say we would love to help you realise those. Also, we don't need your rent money and this is just so much more fun." Well then. You just got read for filth before even having had your morning coffee. Fuck him for seeing right through you. 

"Where's your sense of adventure, nena?" Fernando comments, a wicked glint in his eyes.

"Right next to my 'I survived Multi-21' t-shirt," you mutter. It's a low blow, but getting bullied into sleeping with four drivers makes it hard to think.

Mark shoots you a look, eyebrow raised. 

"The mouth on you," he comments, "Seb was very apologetic. Made it up to me in the best possible way. In fact, I should make you apologise to the both of us the same way, sweetheart. On your knees." He whispers the last part in your ear and you cannot contain the whimper that comes out at his thinly veiled threat.

“Oh, you’d like that, wouldn’t you? Being made to kneel and take cock like the good little girl you are, hm?” 

“Mark-..” You have no idea how to respond to that and keep your dignity in tact. You try to look away but Mark takes your chin between his forefinger and thumb.

“I asked you a question sweetheart. Are you gonna be a good girl for us?” His thumb tugs on your bottom lip and all rational thought leaves you as you nod. 

“Mm, knew JB was right about you. Takes one to know one, I suppose.” You can hear a muffled what the fuck’s that supposed to mean? from the living room as Mark helps you down from the counter. You hadn’t even noticed the McLaren teammates had left the kitchen until just now. 

“On your knees, sweetheart,” Mark nudges you and you sink down onto the floor. The small kitchen runner is the only thing protecting your knees from the cold hardwood floor, but the prospect of sore knees is quickly forgotten now that you’re at eye level with Mark’s crotch. You can clearly see the outline of his hardening cock against his shorts and it has your mouth watering. Mark chuckles as he notices the hunger in your eyes.

“You’re lucky Seb is out for a run. Or maybe I’m the lucky one, getting to fuck this mouth all by myself.” The whimper you let out is involuntarily as you eagerly watch him hook his thumbs into the waistband of his shorts, pushing them down far enough to free his cock. You scoot a little closer, taking him in your hand, tongue darting out to lick away the bead of pre-cum. Mark hisses, head thrown back and that’s all the encouragement you need to suck the tip into your mouth. 

“You’re gonna be the death of me,” he says, sounding absolutely wrecked already despite you not even having done anything yet. 

“You said something about fucking my mouth?” Mark looks down at you, pupils completely blown and he grins so wickedly, it leaves you breathless. 

“Are you absolutely sure sweetheart?” As you nod in response, he gathers your hair into a ponytail in his fist, angling your face. “Alright then. Tap my thigh twice if it’s too much and I will stop, okay?” 

“Okay,” you parrot, and move your legs apart ever so slightly to stabilise yourself. Mark drags the tip of his cock across your lips and you open up for him. He slides in, careful to not immediately choke you. You relax your jaw as much as you can, but god it’s been so long since you last did this. Mark sets a slow rhythm, letting the both of you adjust. Looking up at him through your lashes, you can see how he’s trying to hold on to the last shreds of self control, and well. That just won’t do. 

“Mark,” you say, slightly out of breath as you pull back, “you taunted me with using me. So for the love of God, fucking use me.” Mark chuckles and the sound has you aching. He tightens his grip on your hair and slides his cock back into your mouth. Resting your hands on his thighs, you close your eyes as he finally delivers on his promise. The sounds are obscene and if you had a functioning brain cell left, you would have been concerned about the two of you doing this in the kitchen, but as things stand, the only thing you can focus on is Mark’s throbbing cock inching down your throat. Forcing yourself to open your eyes, you look at him as you swallow around him. 

“Fuck. Fuck. I’m not gonna last, sweetheart,” he groans, pulling back. You hollow your cheeks while taking deep breaths through your nose, pulling another string of curses from the Aussie. You can feel his cock throb as he grunts above you.

“Gonna-.. Fuck.. So good, you feel so fucking good..” he mumbles, and throws his head back as he comes. 

“You better not swallow, Schatzi,” comes a voice from the doorway. Who are you to disobey? Mark pulls out carefully, tucking himself back into his shorts while Sebastian helps you up from the floor. He carries you bridal style into the living room, placing you down on the couch next to Fernando. 

“Show Nando, baby,” Sebastian all but coos and you carefully open your mouth. The underlying relationships? Questionmark? between your housemates makes your head spin, but judging by the way Fernando’s eyes darken, Sebastian knows something about the Spaniard you don’t. 

“Can I kiss you, nena?” he asks and all you can do is nod. Fernando cradles your cheek, pressing an almost chaste kiss against your lips before he runs his tongue over the seam of your lips. The moan he lets out as he tastes Mark on your tongue has you throbbing. When you break apart to catch some air, Sebastian leans closer and licks away the few drops of cum that spilled when Fernando kissed you. Am I dreaming? you can’t help but wonder. Out loud apparently.

“Very much awake, doll,” Jenson grins as he kneels in front of you, “Something tells me you’re absolutely soaking. Mind if I give a hand? I do so love making people come with my mouth,” he adds and you’re quick to raise your hips so he can pull down your panties, much to Jenson’s amusement. He pushes your oversized shirt up higher and parts your legs. Sebastian moves your face so he can steal a kiss and you moan into his mouth as Jenson drags the flat of his tongue over your oh so sensitive clit. Their hands are everywhere it feels like. You’re pretty sure Fernando has one up your shirt, teasing your nipple while he kisses your neck. Jenson’s are curled around the inside of your thighs as he holds you open for him while Sebastian has one hand on your cheek as he kisses you; the other mirrors Fernando’s. Needing something to hold on to, you bury a hand in Jenson’s hair. He sucks your clit into his mouth, moaning against your cunt as you tug. Breaking the kiss, you throw your head back with a moan of your own while you grind against Jenson’s tongue. 

“Need.. Fingers.. Please, Jenson, need your-.. Fuck, oh God..” Despite your incoherent state, Jenson understands what it is you’re asking of him as he carefully slides two of his long fingers inside of you. Sebastian and Fernando manage to strip you of your t-shirt, both of them taking a nipple into their mouth. 

“I’m so-.. So close.. I’m gonna cum, please can I cum?” you whimper. Fernando mutters a yes against your skin and something snaps; Your back arches as your orgasm hits you and for a moment you forget how to breathe. The loss of Jenson’s fingers makes you whine but your housemates more than make up for it when Fernando grabs his wrist in order to bring Jenson’s fingers to his mouth, moaning as he tastes you. 

“Just as I thought, you taste delicious nena,” the Spaniard comments with a grin. These men will be the death of me, you can’t help but think while Seb accepts the glass of water Mark hands him. The German driver helps you take a few sips as you slowly return into your body. Something tells you that this only scratches the surface of their underlying dynamics and you are dying to delve deeper.

“Told you it’d be mutually beneficial,” Jenson jokes, pulling you from your thoughts. 

“God, I hate that I’m saying this because your ego is fucking big enough as is-,” you start only for Jenson to interrupt with a that’s not the only thing that’s big, doll which makes you roll your eyes.

“I was gonna agree to your plan, idiot. You proved your point. Twice over. I- eh.. I can see the appeal,” you continue before downing the last of the water. The four men share a look that you can’t quite decipher and it makes you wonder: just what did you exactly sign up for? You pull your shirt back on, suddenly very aware of the fact you’re naked, needing something to act as a barrier between you and this crazy idea. 

“How about we discuss the details after breakfast? Don’t know about you, but I am starving,” Mark breaks the silence. You nod gratefully and let Sebastian pull you to your feet. A part of you is excited to see where this.. arrangement will lead you, but you’re also apprehensive that you might be about to bite off far more than you can chew. 

Welp. Here we go I guess. Updates are gonna be slow on this, so please temper your expectations. Ideas have been brain stormed, things are brewing in the ol' noggin, I just gotta write it 🥲

Massive shoutout to @curiousthyme and @feralnando for helping me brain rot about this and for holding my hand while I descent even further into chaos. This whole part was written while listening to Hozier's Too Sweet and Ethel Cain's Gibson Girl on repeat, so feel free to do with that information as you please

Please let me know what you think. Your comments, likes and tags mean the world to me 💜

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distraction - j.m & j.r 18+

jj maybank x reader x john b routledge

sum: jj offers his girl to his best friend after his rough breakup

warnings: oral (m), con/non-con, roughness, cum swallowing

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“You are the best fucking distraction, love.”

When Sarah had broken up with John B, everyone had felt the shift in him. He was noticeably absent from bonfires and keggers, and even JJ had gone days without seeing him. Generally, everyone knew something had to be done.

-

“You know you’re always the best at cheering me up baby. Why don’t you show John B some love, just for tonight, huh?” Your boyfriend’s fingers massaged your scalp lightly from his position on the couch where you knelt in front of him.

“JJ, she really doesn’t have to—“

Your boyfriend waved a hand at his best friends protest, using the other to stroke your face tenderly. “She wants to, doesn’t she baby?”

Your eyes met John B’s warm brown ones, and you nodded hesitantly.

“Don’t be all shy now, baby.” JJ’s soft hand on your cheek slid quickly to a hold underneath your chin. He harshly tilted your face up to make eye contact. “JB, you should see the shit she can do.”

“Only if she wants to,” John B mumbled almost inaudibly. You could see now that he was half hard through his cargo shorts. “If she’s really sure.”

“Oh she is,” Your boyfriend spoke for you, “Now be a good girl and show our friend everything you do for me.”

Your eyes flickered to your boyfriends blue ones, and a softness rose to his face. He was silently checking you for any reluctance.

Scooting from your position in front of the blond, you knelt in front of John B, your hands working fastidiously on his zipper.

A hand grasped your hair roughly, and you felt your boyfriends hot breath on your neck and ear. “Not so fucking fast.”

You whimpered in response, feeling a growing wetness between your own legs. Letting go of his zipper, you moved to palm his now fully erect dick through his shorts.

“Good girl.” JJ smiled at you from his position beside John B, “Keep doing what I say and you’ll be rewarded later.”

Placing kisses along his clothed erection, you could feel your friend take in a shaky breath. He was nervous, and rightfully so.

Your hands migrated now to his zipper for the real thing this time, and he sucked in a breath to hold.

“Relax JB, she’ll take great care of you.” A reassuring familiar hand rubbed your back as you pulled John B’s dick out of his shorts.

You felt him relax, sinking into the couch while taking a fistful of your hair.

It was easy to imagine then, that this was your boyfriend as your took his cock into your mouth, swirling your tongue around the tip. You rubbed your thighs together for friction desperately at the thought.

A groan reverberated through the brunets body. You took more of him into your mouth, moaning at his length.

“Don’t enjoy it too much,” A strong hand came down to smack your ass, “You’re still mine.”

Eager to please your boyfriend, you took all of his best friends cock into your throat in one go. Your eyes watered, and you held back a gag.

“Holy fuck,” John B whined at your throat contracting around him, “How the fuck does she do that?”

“Mm I told you man, s’magic.”

You bobbed your head furiously now, eliciting several moans from the man in front of you. Your hand snaked underneath to palm at his balls, and you felt him pulse in your mouth.

“Fuck,” JJ’s hand came roughly into your hair, and you were suddenly forced down to the base of John B’s cock. “Oh my fucking god.”

You gagged hard, but you boyfriends hand didn’t let up, continuing to face fuck you onto his best friends dick. “Good girl, baby. You’re doing a good job.”

With what strength you had left, you brought a hand to palm your boyfriend through his shorts, feeling how painfully hard he was at the sight of you sucking off his best friend.

“Fuck pretty girl. I’m cumming.” You swallowed against John B’s cock, making eye contact as you felt hot spurts of cum rush into your mouth.

In an instant you were pulled back by your hair, and a hand placed underneath your jaw, holding your mouth closed.

“Swallow his cum, now.”

You obeyed your boyfriends command, feeling the metallic and salty liquid slide down your throat.

Tears ran down your face, and you finally opened your mouth to take in a deep breath.

You watched as John B’s pulled himself back into his shorts, before kneeling down to place a loving kiss to your lips. Your boyfriend didn’t protest.

“Thank you guys, both of you. Really needed it.” He turned to JJ, flashing the smile you were happy to see again.

“Anytime JB,” You boyfriend pulled you to your feet. “Now, you wanna watch me fuck her?”

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Soon to be Wedded | Jeremy King x Reader

Short-ish fic inspired by me wishing Jeremy could’ve brought JB as his date at Cove and MC’s wedding (I know it probably would’ve been too difficult, but still)

SPOILER WARNING FOR THE WEDDING DLC!!!

“Oooh, I can’t believe we’re really here. Look at this place!” You squeal in awe, admiring the wedding decorations combined with redwood trees. Jeremy follows closely behind you, his shoulder scrunched in show of his discomfort. “Mm, it’s nice…I guess.” He sighs, he glares at you when you nudge him with your elbow. “Ha! Wow, you’re actually giving out a compliment? Huh, you must like these guys a lot. I can’t wait to meet ‘em.” You tease.

Jeremy rolls his eyes and instinctively shoos your arm away from him with a groan. “…Why did I bring you along again?” He sighs “Becaaaaause, you’d be unable to handle a social setting as big as a wedding without me.” You state. “More like you were acting like us being apart for a weekend was the end of the world.” Jeremy scoffs, one side of his mouth turning upward into a smirk. You let out a soft hum in response, “But it is the end of the world!” You gasp.

“No it isn’t.” Jeremy says bluntly “It is! How can I be happy without my precious Jerebear somewhere nearby? You are my world!” You whine truthfully. Jeremy cringes, his pale cheeks burning red. “…Gross.” He groans, you only grin at his reaction as you approach the wedding planner. “Ah! You must be Jeremy. And is this your plus one?” Baxter asks with a polite smile, taking in the two of you.

“Yep.” Jeremy says dryly “I’m his girlfriend.” You add confidently. “You didn’t need to tell him that.” Jeremy sighs, staring at the ground. “After how hard I worked to keep this relationship going? I should make us wear T-shirts. Or, who knows, this wedding might be the push I need to get the ball rolling for our future wedding.” You snort, Jeremy just glares at you in annoyance. Baxter watches the two of you, his smile unwavering. “Well, if you ever need a wedding planner I’m available.” He tell you, “Please. Don’t encourage her,” Jeremy sighs, shifting uncomfortably with a blush “Can we take our seats now?” “Yes, of course. You two are seating over there, second row.” Baxter says, not wanting to make Jeremy more uncomfortable.

“Great. Come on.” Jeremy says “Go on, without me. I need to get Mr. Wedding Planner’s number-” Jeremy grabs you by the hand and drag you away from Baxter without another word. He knows you’ll put up less of a fight because him touching—let alone holding your hand is super rare.

……

“—Cove…thank you for always being there. I want to thank you for…everything.”

Jeremy watches the scene with a blank expression, only reacting when he hears a sniff beside him. He looks at you knowingly, “…Seriously? You don’t even know these people.” He sighs with a quiet voice as he turns his attention to you “I know. But they just seem so pure. It’s adorable.” You whisper back, tears pricking your eyes. Jeremy stares at you with a dumbfounded frown, but eventually force himself to return his gaze to the actual focus of the wedding.

…

Jeremy sips his drink, quietly listening to you ramble on about how nice the wedding was and how groovy it is to have the reception in an aquarium of all places. “I hope you’re taking notes, Jerebear. I’m hoping we have our wedding at the archery range.” You state, Jeremy frowns at the thought, “That’s awful…” He groans “You’re not gonna ask why?” You huff.

“I don’t need to know the reason. I already know it’s gonna be stupid, cheesy, and pointless…” Jeremy grumbles, but that doesn’t stop you from telling him anyway, “It’s because the archery range was where you first said you lov-” “Ugggggh.” Jeremy groans, dropping his head into his arm. “I should’ve left you at home…” He sighs, “Love you too, Jerebear~” You snicker, making the poor boy’s eyes widen even more than before. He sighs with a blush spreading all over his face.

Out the corner of his eye, he sees Cove and MC approaching. Jeremy sits up with an exaggerated sigh, eyeing the couple awkwardly, secretly hoping they didn’t hear any of this conversation. The pair greet the two of you with matching smiles of admiration and curiosity. Jeremy awkwardly stands to be closer to the couple and further from your flirting. Cove speaks first, “You came!” He says happily, his blue eyes lighting up. Jeremy’s tired pout remains, “Happy wedding, you insane people. Why did you invite me to this?” He asks.

You watch in amusement as MC smiles kindly, “Because we wanted you here. Thank you for coming. And thank you for actually bringing a plus one. We were hoping to either meet your girlfriend or Pran.” They chuckle. Jeremy shifts uncomfortably before MC pulls Jeremy into a hug. His shoulders tense and his eyes are wider than ever, “Let me go.” He hisses out, his cheeks becoming an intense red. MC smiles apologetically, “I’m sorry. Are you ok?” They asks. Once he calms down, Jeremy only sulks more, “Whateveeeer…” He sighs. Cove smiles, the two of you make eye contact. Suddenly his familiar smile drops into one of curiosity and amazement “O-oh! You’re Jeremy’s girlfriend, right?” He asks. “That’s right. I’m Jeremy’s other half,” You say with a toothy grin that Jeremy knows far too well “Glad to know he talks about me.”

“Yep, still forcing him to be happy?” MC asks jokingly, “Pfft! Yeah, it’s my favorite past time.” You laugh. Jeremy rolls his eyes, opting to pay attention to anything other than you and MC’s conversation. Cove turns to him joyfully, “Thanks so much for coming. It wouldn’t have been the same without you.” He states. Jeremy scoffs, “True. It would’ve been better.” “Well, it’s nice of you to want to come and share the suffering.” Cove chuckles, earning a smirk from Jeremy.

“Misery loves company.” He teases dryly, Jeremy raises an eyebrow at the sight of MC giving you a number. He sighs knowingly and shakes his head. Jeremy gazes over the wedding once again, taking in the reception. Cove soon joins you and MC in the rambling about your lives and relationships. “I guess this is one of the better functions I’ve been too.” Jeremy sighs. Despite his quiet voice, he catches everyone’s attention. “Better than our prom?” You ask, Jeremy rolls his eyes “Anything is better than that.” He smirks. “Scum. Heartless scum.” You huff.

Meanwhile, MC and Cove look at Jeremy in shock, “You’re saying something nice about our wedding?!” Cove squeaks out in surprise, the noise almost makes you laugh. “It’s not earth shattering.” Jeremy says “Pfft! Yeah, right. If I look outside, will pigs be flying.” You joke, Jeremy shoots an annoyed look your way. “I appreciate that, Jeremy.” MC says sweetly, Jeremy looks away in discomfort. A sharp gasp is heard a distance away.

“You guys are here too?! That’s so cool!”

You look over your shoulder to spot Shiloh approaching, Jeremy does the same—he frowns in pure disgust. “Shiloh? What the hell are you doing here?” You ask once he’s close enough, “Ah, right. Jeremy wouldn’t have told you. The three of us are childhood friends.” Shiloh says happily, he gestures to Cove and MC. “Huh, small world.” You say, Jeremy glares silently at Shiloh.

Shiloh stands in between you and Jeremy, “Hi.” He greets, now that he’s fully apart of the mini reunion, “Hello hello, Shiloh. Glad to see you’re still a suck up. How that’s working how for you now?” You hum. Jeremy responds before Shiloh does, “Couldn’t this have waited until that terrible ‘group reunion’ I’m certain we’re gonna have to go in six years or whatever?” Jeremy sighs. “What?!” You and Shiloh share disapproving shrieks, MC and Cove watch the scene with matching smiles.

“Come one! Once group mates, always group mates.” You whine “She’s right.” Shiloh unsurprisingly agrees with you, “We shouldn’t hold off for that. If there’s a chance to hang out, we’ve gotta take it!” He urges. Jeremy groans, “Of course that’s your perspective on things. Life is an endless series of disappointments.” He sighs through grit teeth. Cove smile drops into a look of concern, you wrap an arm around Jeremy’s shoulder.

“Don’t worry about Jerebear. He’s always like this. This is your wedding, focus on that happiness and ignore Mr. Grumpy.” You tell Cove confidently. Shiloh nods, “Yeah! And at least there’s free cake. That’ll be something, right?” He adds. Jeremy’s annoyance turns into shock, the two of you stare at Shiloh in surprise. He only chuckles and turns to Cove and MC, “Jeremy has a soft spot for baked goods. He’s probably excited about it.” He tells them. “Really?! I feel the same way!” Cove says happily.

You grin and raise a confused eyebrow, “How’d you figure that out?” You ask curiously. But again, Jeremy doesn’t give him a chance to answer, “Why do you remember that? We haven’t spoken in years. Shouldn’t you focus your efforts on remembering dumb things about her?” He groans gesturing to you. Shiloh giggles, “I’d never forget anything about either of you, Jeremy.” He states. Jeremy cringes and you laugh, “Yep. You’re definitely still Shiloh.” You say “Of course! Who else would I be?” Shiloh asks with a bright smile.

“Someone better maybe? Or at least someone less grating about how unpleasant they are.” Jeremy sighs, Shiloh’s chipper mood doesn’t fade, “Nope. I’m just me. The three of us should catch up! Let’s get drinks.” He says. Jeremy finally realizes your arm’s still around him and he shrugs you off. You pout, “That sounds like a terrible idea.” Jeremy sighs, he grabs your hand and nods goodbye to Cove and MC before he pulls you to the bar with Shiloh trailing eagerly behind. “Bye! Congratulations!” Shiloh shouts to the couple. The couple shouts goodbyes back.

…

You rest your head on your palm, watching Baxter announce the bouquet toss. “Oooh, Jeremy! You should join.” You giggle, elbowing him gently. Jeremy nudges you away from him “Uh, why would I do something as pointless as that?” He asks. “Because it’s fuuuuun! And you gotta get that bouquet! Fight for our future wedding!” You squeal. Jeremy cringes, “That’s a terrible reason…” He groans “Besides, it’s not even guaranteed I’ll catch it.”

You shake Jeremy and whine, “Just try! I’m just gonna keep bugging you until you do!” Jeremy glares at you, but ends up standing up. He stands on the outskirts of the already forming group, Jeremy ignores your cheers of support and begrudgingly holds his arms out. “Excellent. The bouquet toss begins—now!” Baxter announces. Everyone watches MC closely. MC fires a quick trick shot towards the crowd, many scramble to try to catch the bouquet of poppies, but the only person who remained still was the one to catch them.

Jeremy frowns miserably when the bouquet perfectly lands in his arms. He does his best to keep the bouquet as far as he can from his body. Jeremy looks over his shoulder to lock eyes with you, a wide grin is on your face. “Don’t you even start.” He says in disgust, you blow him a kiss and Jeremy cringes more..

“Stunning work from our winner: Jeremy!” Baxter chuckles into a mic. “Congratulations on your future wedding!” MC giggles, Jeremy glares at them while you enthusiastically shout back a “Thanks!” The other guest laugh and let out chuckles of their own. Jeremy miserably huffs and returns to his seat. “Pfft! I can’t wait to tell your parents the good news.” You tease, Jeremy rolls his eyes “I’m sure they won’t be happy to hear that I dumped you at someone else’s wedding.” He scoffs. You stick your tongue out at him and giggle.

…

Jeremy silently places the bouquet on the hotel’s dresser. He glances at you as you work to blow up the air mattress, it was the only way Jeremy was going to sleep in a hotel and he wasn’t going to change his mind. At least you were able to convince him to spring for a king size air mattress the two of you could share.

“…I’m glad I got to meet your other friends, Jerebear. It makes me happy to know there are other people who know how much of a treasure you are.” You coo, “Stop hanging out with my mom.” Jeremy sighs. “Never. She’s basically my future mother in law.” You snicker, you gently poke the air mattress, “It’s done.” You announce. You stretch your arms, “Who gets the shower first?” You ask, there’s only a brief moment of silence before you quickly add “Ooh, we should take one tog-” “No!” Jeremy said firmly.

“Come on! It’s not like it’d be the first time.” You huff, Jeremy removes his shoes and leaves them by his suit case. “It’s hard enough I have to use a dirty hotel shower. Having you join would definitely kill me.” He sighs, pulling out the blankets he brought, “I’m sure the showering together wouldn’t be the only hard part.” You joke, wiggling your eyebrows, Jeremy throws the blanket over your head. “You’re just mad I’m funny!” You laugh, Jeremy walks to the bathroom with a disgusted look. He shuts the door, the last thing he hears is your growing laughter.

“Together for life, Jerebear! In sickness in health! Ooh, that reminds me. I gotta text Pran the great news~”

[jusst-you-race]

Conversation/Texts between Jenson and Nico where Princess Cake is canon

this is definitely early in the development of what goes on with them (because i think they're canon in some way)... hope you enjoy it anyway! for the ccc snippet prompts

Jenson you up?

Nico You did not just ‘you up’ me 

Jenson hey it got your attention 

Nico Well I’m not up, thank you very much 

I am in bed goodnight 

Jenson okay I’m sorry I’m sorry 

would you prefer a heyyy

Nico You behave like a teenage boy 

What do you want Jenson?

Jenson maybe I just want to talk to you 

is that allowed?

Nico About what?

Jenson I don’t know 

anything 

just want to talk to you 

Nico Oh 

Well I guess that’s okay 

Jenson yeah? you’ll tolerate that will you?

Nico Mm. For the moment 

Jenson so what are you wearing

Nico Oh my god 

Jenson twenty questions?

Nico I will not hesitate to block you

Jenson sorry 

you’re fun to tease 

I like imagining your pretty little frown 

Nico Are you drunk?

Jenson maybe a little bit 

Nico Charming

Jenson like now I bet you’re doing that pout you do

Nico I feel like I should be offended 

Jenson I imagine you a lot really

more than I should 

Nico If you text me just because you are drunk and horny then I am not in the mood 

Jenson I didn’t even mean it like that 

I swear

shit sorry I’m being an ass 

I just mean I think about you 

a lot 

that sounds creepy 

bugger it all 

ignore me Nico 

Nico No no, go on I’m enjoying watching you dig yourself a hole 

Jenson you’re really captivating you know?

Nico Big word for a drunk man 

Jenson yeah well it’s not a recent thought I’ve had 

Nico I’m not sure anyone’s called me that before 

Jenson shame really 

and you’re very pretty too 

pretty like a princess

Nico Alright I think it’s bed time for you 

Jenson aw 

yeah you’re probably right 

i'm going to be embarrassed about this in the morning already

better not make it worse

goodnight pretty princess

sweet dreams xx

Nico You’re ridiculous 

Goodnight JB x

[alyswritings]

I have a funny one that just came to mind that can be a blurb where basically y/n, Jjs toddler daughter hears John B like ask for head from sarah. And she doesn’t know what it is so she asks John B if she can give him head as she thinks it’s some sort of game and all the pogues are like wtf

The pogues are hanging out, having gotten pizza for dinner, and they're sitting around outside.

"Uncle JB?" Y/N walks up to him.

"Yeah, sweetheart?" John B asks.

"Can I give you head?" She asks.

John B's eyes widen, his eyeballs practically popping out of their sockets. Sarah and Kie both freeze. Pope's eyebrows raise, a concerned and extremely confused look on his face.

JJ chokes on his pizza, violently coughing.

"Uh... wh-what?" John B stammers, awkwardly glancing at the others.

"Honey..." Kie kneels next to the toddler. "Where did you hear that phrase?"

"Uncle JB asked Aunt Sarah for it the other day." Y/N says. John B's eyes widen even more and Sarah winces, taking a sip of her beer.

"Ew." Kie grimaces, not wanting that information. "Okay, well, um... wh-what do you think it is?"

"A game." Y/N says, shrugging, not understanding the big deal.

"That's one word for it." Pope mumbles. JJ whacks him over the head, finally over his coughing fit.

"Baby, was this the other day when they were babysitting you?" JJ asks and Y/N nods.

"What is it? Is it not a game?" Y/N asks.

"No. No, it is far from a game. It's something only adults understand." JJ says.

"Why?" Y/N asks.

"Because kids aren't allowed to understand it." JJ says.

"So when can I know?" Y/N asks.

"When... when you're 30." JJ says, picking her up. "Okay? And never ask somebody for that again. Got it?"

"Why?"

"Because it's only for adults."

"Fine." Y/N mumbles.

"Come on, let's get you some more pizza." JJ says.

Y/N is eating, the pogues back to their usual activities. JJ walks over to where John B and Sarah are.

"This was asked when you guys were watching her?" JJ asks.

"Yeah. Sorry, man." John B says, wincing.

"Yeah, sorry. We didn't know she heard." Sarah says.

"Mm-hmm. Yeah. Right." JJ nods. "You two are never babysitting her again." He states, taking a swig of his beer.

"Understood." John B nods.

[roseate-felidae]

Learning new cat colour genetics. Mocha, Amber, Copper, and Russet.

Basically, I learnt most of the genetics of cats and some rodents from a book called the Colour Inheritance in Small Livestock by Roy Robinson. Printed 2013.

But new genes have since been discovered. This us part 2

Mocha- Bangkok cats

What is it- more pink than mocha. A brown colour

Genetics- new c gene, (cm), recessive/codominant with other sepia

Notes- codominant with burmese and Siamese Bur-mocha is cbcm, Sia-mocha is cscm

Amber- Norwegian forest cats

What is it- normal cats matures into orange like cat if agouti. Non agouti is silver tabby looking but has black nose and paw pads instead of pink/red nose

Genetics- extension gene (e), recessive

Notes-

first time e gene in cats

Only effects black and blue based cats and their patterns. They are genetically this.

Effects fur only and not skin.

Copper/flaxen/akita- British shorthairs

What is it- chinchilla (ticked) or shell (shaded) colour pushed so far on hair looks gold and white. Has black paw pads and tail tip.

Genetics- dominant Inhibitor gene (silver) + Wide Band + Ticked Tabby (on self makes shaded) and recessive copper gene (cop).

Notes-

British wide band gene,

corin based

New golden gene

Males can become temporarily silver while breeding stud.

Russet- burmese

What is it- starts off tabby and turns to red with little dark. Born with pink paws and pale tail tip unlike real tabby.

Genetics- extension gene (er), recessive

Facts-

Similar to Amber gene

Kittens are larger than normal

Bonus of dominance of hair, ear, tail, limb and eye types.

Hair-

Cat longhair (l) gene recessive

Sphynx gene (hr) recessive

Donskoy (Hrbd) dominant

Lykoi is recessive

Devon rex (re) is recessive

Cornish rex (r) is recessive

Selkirk rex (Se) is dominant

Laperm (Lp) is dominant

Wirehaired (Wh) is dominant

Ears-

Fold ear (Fd) is dominant. usually single.double gene is more severe pain.

Curled ear (Cu) is dominant.

Tail-

Manx is dominant. (All are Mm). As MM is fatal. Lethal gene.

Bobtail (japanese) (jb) Is recessive.

Curled tail- two genes in one. Over Back gene is co-dominant. Curl is recessive.

Limbs-

Munchkin (Mk) is dominant

Polydactyl (Pd) is dominant

Eyes-

Ojos azules (Oj) is dominant.

[whorekneecentral]

tags explanation <3

I have a ton of inspo pics and the large number of tags can be a little confusing so here’s an explanation of which tag belongs to who! 

charles inspo! - charles leclerc

carlos inspo! - carlos sainz jr

max inspo! - max verstappen

seb inspo!! - sebastian vettel 

lewis inspo!! - lewis hamilton

mark inspo!! - mark webber

daniel inspo!! - daniel ricciardo

toto inspo!! - toto wolff

jenson inspo! - jenson button

mick inspo! - mick schumacher

pato inspo! - pato o’ward

estie bestie inspo!! - esteban ocon

kevin inspo - kevin magnussen

yuki inspo! - yuki tsunoda

pierre inspo!! - pierre gasly

lance inspo!! - lance stroll

george inspo!! - george russell

fernando inspo!! - fernando alonso

felipe inspo!! - felipe drugovich

lando inspo! - lando norris

zhou inspo! - zhou guanyu 

km inspo - kylian mbappe

jg inspo - jack grealish

ney inspo - neymar jr

eh inspo - erling haaland

jb inspo - jude bellingham

vvd inspo - virgil van dijk

rich inspo - richarlison

gomez inspo - joe gomez

sr inspo - sergio ramos

rd inspo - ruben dias

ah inspo - achraf hakimi

mr inspo - marcus rashford

jh inspo - jordon henderson

mm inspo - mason mount

cp inspo - christian pulisic

js inspo - john stones

gr inspo - gio reyna

bc inspo - ben chilwell 

kt inspo - kostas tsimikas

ta inspo - thiago alcantara

ds inspo - dominik szoboszlai 

em inspo - ederson moraes

[delilahjanepierce]

Text (JB): Lift your skirt and get a picture of your panties. Get a second picture of your hand in your panties, kind of pulling them down. And then a 10 second video of your hand rubbing your pussy. And post them to OF.

Text: Mm... hypothetically, what if I'm not wearing panties, Miss?

@jbjonesxdomme

[homoishharajuku]

Yo + HoHoHo Fix Doe: photography w photoshopping

Title: hittas out of touch. They are just passerby’s Nothing more.

Photographer : Yo Creator

Photoshop by: Homoish Harajuku + Nothing Harajuku :w/ nays and hai from Yo Creator.

🤳🏾🧁⌚️.🤳🏾🛸⌚️

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[thehollywoodfameshow]

Am I the only one routing for Molly Mae and Mason over Molly Mae and Joe?

What is this, Team Edward and Team Jacob? I'm team let this play out so we can get some drama! Please!

[emvisual]

"Hacer deporte de acción frente a un volcán en erupción me parecía un desafio, pero no esperaba que fuera tan emocionante y aterrador al mismo tiempo. El Volcán de Fuego (Guatemala) es uno de los volcanes más activos del mundo y entra en erupción cada veinte minutos."

Atleta: Kilian Bron. JB Liautard - Francia Canon EOS-1D X Mark III + EF 70-200 mm f/2.8, focal a 180 mm; 1/50 s a f/2.8; ISO 8000

[agox]

Last night I got high and wrote a program to find all of the unused elemental symbols. It turns out there’s 585 of them and it’s much less interesting the next day.

One interesting finding: I couldn’t be bothered to generate all possible one and two letter strings, so I asked ChatGPT to write me code that would do all that for me. It worked surprisingly well!

['a', 'd', 'e', 'g', 'h', 'j', 'l', 'm', 'q', 'r', 't', 'x', 'z', 'aa', 'ab', 'ad', 'ae', 'af', 'ah', 'ai', 'aj', 'ak', 'an', 'ao', 'ap', 'aq', 'av', 'aw', 'ax', 'ay', 'az', 'bb', 'bc', 'bd', 'bf', 'bg', 'bj', 'bl', 'bm', 'bn', 'bo', 'bp', 'bq', 'bs', 'bt', 'bu', 'bv', 'bw', 'bx', 'by', 'bz', 'cb', 'cc', 'cg', 'ch', 'ci', 'cj', 'ck', 'cp', 'cq', 'ct', 'cv', 'cw', 'cx', 'cy', 'cz', 'da', 'dc', 'dd', 'de', 'df', 'dg', 'dh', 'di', 'dj', 'dk', 'dl', 'dm', 'dn', 'do', 'dp', 'dq', 'dr', 'dt', 'du', 'dv', 'dw', 'dx', 'dz', 'ea', 'eb', 'ec', 'ed', 'ee', 'ef', 'eg', 'eh', 'ei', 'ej', 'ek', 'el', 'em', 'en', 'eo', 'ep', 'eq', 'et', 'ev', 'ew', 'ex', 'ey', 'ez', 'fa', 'fb', 'fc', 'fd', 'ff', 'fg', 'fh', 'fi', 'fj', 'fk', 'fn', 'fo', 'fp', 'fq', 'fs', 'ft', 'fu', 'fv', 'fw', 'fx', 'fy', 'fz', 'gb', 'gc', 'gf', 'gg', 'gh', 'gi', 'gj', 'gk', 'gl', 'gm', 'gn', 'go', 'gp', 'gq', 'gr', 'gs', 'gt', 'gu', 'gv', 'gw', 'gx', 'gy', 'gz', 'ha', 'hb', 'hc', 'hd', 'hh', 'hi', 'hj', 'hk', 'hl', 'hm', 'hn', 'hp', 'hq', 'hr', 'ht', 'hu', 'hv', 'hw', 'hx', 'hy', 'hz', 'ia', 'ib', 'ic', 'id', 'ie', 'if', 'ig', 'ih', 'ii', 'ij', 'ik', 'il', 'im', 'io', 'ip', 'iq', 'is', 'it', 'iu', 'iv', 'iw', 'ix', 'iy', 'iz', 'ja', 'jb', 'jc', 'jd', 'je', 'jf', 'jg', 'jh', 'ji', 'jj', 'jk', 'jl', 'jm', 'jn', 'jo', 'jp', 'jq', 'jr', 'js', 'jt', 'ju', 'jv', 'jw', 'jx', 'jy', 'jz', 'ka', 'kb', 'kc', 'kd', 'ke', 'kf', 'kg', 'kh', 'ki', 'kj', 'kk', 'kl', 'km', 'kn', 'ko', 'kp', 'kq', 'ks', 'kt', 'ku', 'kv', 'kw', 'kx', 'ky', 'kz', 'lb', 'lc', 'ld', 'le', 'lf', 'lg', 'lh', 'lj', 'lk', 'll', 'lm', 'ln', 'lo', 'lp', 'lq', 'ls', 'lt', 'lw', 'lx', 'ly', 'lz', 'ma', 'mb', 'me', 'mf', 'mh', 'mi', 'mj', 'mk', 'ml', 'mm', 'mp', 'mq', 'mr', 'ms', 'mu', 'mv', 'mw', 'mx', 'my', 'mz', 'nc', 'nf', 'ng', 'nj', 'nk', 'nl', 'nm', 'nn', 'nq', 'nr', 'ns', 'nt', 'nu', 'nv', 'nw', 'nx', 'ny', 'nz', 'oa', 'ob', 'oc', 'od', 'oe', 'of', 'oh', 'oi', 'oj', 'ok', 'ol', 'om', 'on', 'oo', 'op', 'oq', 'or', 'ot', 'ou', 'ov', 'ow', 'ox', 'oy', 'oz', 'pc', 'pe', 'pf', 'pg', 'ph', 'pi', 'pj', 'pk', 'pl', 'pn', 'pp', 'pq', 'ps', 'pv', 'pw', 'px', 'py', 'pz', 'qa', 'qb', 'qc', 'qd', 'qe', 'qf', 'qg', 'qh', 'qi', 'qj', 'qk', 'ql', 'qm', 'qn', 'qo', 'qp', 'qq', 'qr', 'qs', 'qt', 'qu', 'qv', 'qw', 'qx', 'qy', 'qz', 'rc', 'rd', 'ri', 'rj', 'rk', 'rl', 'rm', 'ro', 'rp', 'rq', 'rr', 'rs', 'rt', 'rv', 'rw', 'rx', 'ry', 'rz', 'sa', 'sd', 'sf', 'sh', 'sj', 'sk', 'sl', 'so', 'sp', 'sq', 'ss', 'st', 'su', 'sv', 'sw', 'sx', 'sy', 'sz', 'td', 'tf', 'tg', 'tj', 'tk', 'tn', 'to', 'tp', 'tq', 'tr', 'tt', 'tu', 'tv', 'tw', 'tx', 'ty', 'tz', 'ua', 'ub', 'uc', 'ud', 'ue', 'uf', 'ug', 'uh', 'ui', 'uj', 'uk', 'ul', 'um', 'un', 'uo', 'up', 'uq', 'ur', 'us', 'ut', 'uu', 'uv', 'uw', 'ux', 'uy', 'uz', 'va', 'vb', 'vc', 'vd', 've', 'vf', 'vg', 'vh', 'vi', 'vj', 'vk', 'vl', 'vm', 'vn', 'vo', 'vp', 'vq', 'vr', 'vs', 'vt', 'vu', 'vv', 'vw', 'vx', 'vy', 'vz', 'wa', 'wb', 'wc', 'wd', 'we', 'wf', 'wg', 'wh', 'wi', 'wj', 'wk', 'wl', 'wm', 'wn', 'wo', 'wp', 'wq', 'wr', 'ws', 'wt', 'wu', 'wv', 'ww', 'wx', 'wy', 'wz', 'xa', 'xb', 'xc', 'xd', 'xf', 'xg', 'xh', 'xi', 'xj', 'xk', 'xl', 'xm', 'xn', 'xo', 'xp', 'xq', 'xr', 'xs', 'xt', 'xu', 'xv', 'xw', 'xx', 'xy', 'xz', 'ya', 'yc', 'yd', 'ye', 'yf', 'yg', 'yh', 'yi', 'yj', 'yk', 'yl', 'ym', 'yn', 'yo', 'yp', 'yq', 'yr', 'ys', 'yt', 'yu', 'yv', 'yw', 'yx', 'yy', 'yz', 'za', 'zb', 'zc', 'zd', 'ze', 'zf', 'zg', 'zh', 'zi', 'zj', 'zk', 'zl', 'zm', 'zo', 'zp', 'zq', 'zs', 'zt', 'zu', 'zv', 'zw', 'zx', 'zy', 'zz']

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