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mechanicalinfection Ā· 1 year ago
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He gets a little quirky at night.
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timothyslucy Ā· 1 year ago
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i'm not kidding i literally just burst into tears cause i was watching something spooky when suddenly all of the electricity goes out at 3 FUCKING AM. šŸ˜­šŸ˜­šŸ˜­šŸ˜­šŸ˜­
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wolvietxt Ā· 22 days ago
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š“¢ILENT š“£REATMENT.
pairings : frank castle x fem!reader warnings : argument, crying, hurt / comfort, happy ending, established relationship au, shouting, implied size diff (like my fav trope if you canā€™t already tell) silent treatmentĀ  summary : after an argument with frank, you both end up giving eachother silent treatment, until the tension gets too unbearable for you in the car. wc : 4.5k a/n : i got a req for this a few days ago but i think i deleted it or something i canā€™t find it nowšŸ’” but it was from an anon so thank you for this one because i loved writing thisĀ ALSO!! thank you to everyone who leaves feedback + little comments on my frank fics i notice it happens more when i write for frank and itā€™s the absolute sweetest
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the air in the apartment felt heavy, charged, like a storm was brewing right there in the middle of the living room. frank was pacing now, his big hands flexing at his sides, his jaw tight enough that you swore you could hear his teeth grinding.Ā Ā 
you didnā€™t fight - not like this. not with him raising his voice and you trying so hard not to let yours crack. it wasnā€™t how things usually went. frank was tough, sure, rough around the edges in a way that didnā€™t really go away even when he was at his gentlest. but with you, he was softer. he made an effort to rein it in because heā€™d told you once, in a rare moment of vulnerability, that he didnā€™t want you to ever be scared of him. and you never had been.
but tonight, he was angry. angrier than youā€™d ever seen him at you, and the worst part was you werenā€™t sure how it had even escalated to this.Ā Ā 
ā€œso what?ā€ frank barked, spinning on his heel to face you, his broad frame taking up what felt like the entire room. ā€œyou think iā€™m just gonna sit back and let this slide?ā€ his voice was sharp, cutting, and it made you flinch, even though you knew deep down that heā€™d never in a million years actually hurt you. ā€œyou think thatā€™s who i am?ā€Ā Ā 
you held your ground, even though your heart was pounding against your ribs. ā€œitā€™s not about letting it slide, frank,ā€ you said softly, your tone calm, measured - a stark contrast to the heat in his voice. ā€œitā€™s about not making it worse. escalating doesnā€™t fix anything.ā€Ā Ā 
ā€œescalating?ā€ he repeated, his voice rising, almost incredulous. ā€œthis isnā€™t escalating, this is handling it. you donā€™t just let people treat you like crap nā€™ walk away. you should know thatā€™s not how it works.ā€Ā Ā 
ā€œsometimes it is,ā€ you said quietly, refusing to match his volume. ā€œsometimes walking away is the only thing you can do. not everything has to be a fight.ā€Ā Ā 
ā€œbullshit.ā€ the word came out harsh, and the bite in it made your chest tighten. frank rarely swore at you, and when he did, it was never like this, never with this kind of edge.Ā Ā 
your hands trembled slightly, so you folded your arms across your chest, not in defiance but as a way to steady yourself. ā€œfrank, please. i donā€™t want to argue about this.ā€Ā Ā 
ā€œyeah, well, maybe you shouldā€™ve thought about that before you went and tried to handle this on your own.ā€ he threw his hands up, his frustration spilling over like a dam breaking. ā€œyou didnā€™t even tell me, and now iā€™m supposed to just sit back and be okay with it?ā€Ā Ā 
ā€œi didnā€™t tell you because i knew this is how youā€™d react,ā€ you admitted, your voice barely above a whisper.Ā Ā 
his face twisted, a mixture of disbelief and something else - hurt, maybe. but it was gone as quickly as it came, replaced by a hard, almost cold expression. ā€œdamn right this is how iā€™d react,ā€ he shot back. ā€œbecause i give a shit. because i donā€™t want you getting hurt or screwed over or whatever the hell else might happen if iā€™m not there to step in.ā€Ā Ā 
ā€œi know you care,ā€ you said, your voice still soft but firm. ā€œbut you canā€™t control everything, frank. sometimes things happen, and you just have to let them go.ā€Ā Ā 
he let out a sharp, bitter laugh, running a hand through his hair. ā€œletting it go gets you hurt. letting it go gets you walked all over. iā€™m not gonna let that happen to you.ā€Ā Ā 
his words were loud, forceful, like he was trying to hammer them into your head, but they only made your throat tighten more. ā€œi can handle myself,ā€ you said, your voice shaking slightly despite your best efforts.Ā Ā 
ā€œcan you?ā€ he snapped, and the doubt in his tone stung worse than any of the yelling.Ā Ā 
you flinched, your eyes dropping to the floor. ā€œthatā€™s not fair,ā€ you whispered.Ā Ā 
ā€œyeah, well, lifeā€™s not fair,ā€ he shot back, his tone still razor-sharp.Ā Ā 
silence fell between you, heavy and suffocating. you could feel the sting of tears threatening to spill, but you refused to cry - not in front of him, not when he was like this, which he never had been before. youā€™d seen flashes of it occasionally, never once directed at you. so instead, you turned on your heel and walked out of the room, your steps quick but steady, your back straight even though every part of you felt like curling up into yourself.Ā Ā 
you didnā€™t look back, but you could feel his eyes on you as you left.Ā Ā 
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the door clicked softly as you shut yourself in the bathroom, leaning back against the cool wood as you tried to pull in a steadying breath. it felt like all the air had been sucked out of your lungs back in the living room, and now the weight of it all was crashing down on you.Ā Ā 
you stared at the tiled floor, your arms wrapped around yourself like that might somehow hold you together. your chest felt tight, your eyes stinging with unshed tears, but you bit down hard on your bottom lip, refusing to let them fall. not yet, anyway.Ā Ā 
you werenā€™t used to this - not with frank. he could be sharp, blunt, even infuriatingly stubborn sometimes, but he was never cruel. not to you. in the years since youā€™d met him, since the whirlwind of your relationship had gone from cautiously circling each other to something real and steady, frank had always been your safe place. he was intense, sure, but his intensity had always felt protective, grounding, like you could lean on him no matter how bad things got.Ā Ā 
so why did it feel like he was the one knocking the ground out from under you now?Ā Ā 
you pressed the heels of your hands against your eyes, trying to will the tears away. it wasnā€™t fair to pin all the blame on him, you knew that. this argument wasnā€™t entirely about frankā€™s temper, or his need to protect you - it was about your own unwillingness to let him.Ā Ā 
the issue had started small, just a casual remark youā€™d made earlier in the week about someone you worked with - someone whoā€™d been taking advantage of your kindness. you hadnā€™t thought much of it at the time, but frank had picked up on it immediately, and the more youā€™d tried to brush it off, the more his protective instincts had kicked in.Ā Ā 
at first, it had been sweet, his quiet grumbles about how people didnā€™t deserve to treat you that way, how you needed to stand up for yourself more. but somewhere along the line, it had turned into this - a full-blown argument where neither of you seemed to be able to see the otherā€™s side.Ā Ā 
you werenā€™t blind to why he was upset. frank had been through more than most people could even imagine, and the idea of someone hurting you - or even disrespecting you - lit a fire in him that he couldnā€™t always control. but the way he handled that fire was what made your chest ache. it felt suffocating, like his need to protect you was overshadowing the fact that you didnā€™t want - or need - him to fight your battles for you.Ā Ā 
you let out a shaky breath, the first tear slipping free as the weight of it all settled heavier on your shoulders.Ā Ā 
frank had always been larger than life to you - not just physically, though his sheer size and strength made you feel small in comparison, but in the way he carried himself, the way he seemed to command every room he walked into. it was part of what had drawn you to him in the first place, the quiet confidence that bordered on intimidating until you saw the softness he tried so hard to hide.Ā Ā 
heā€™d always been gentle with you, even when his hands were so calloused and rough, even when his voice was so gravelly and low. it made the harshness of his words tonight cut deeper, the sharp edges of his anger something you werenā€™t used to being on the receiving end of.Ā Ā 
you wiped at your face quickly, straightening up as you tried to pull yourself together. you hated crying - especially over arguments like this. it made you feel weak, even though you knew it wasnā€™t, and the last thing you wanted was for frank to think heā€™d broken you. heā€™d never stop beating himself up over it.
still, you couldnā€™t bring yourself to go back out there yet. not with the way his words were still echoing in your mind, the frustration in his voice still ringing in your ears.Ā Ā 
you stayed there for a while, letting the quiet of the bathroom wrap around you like a blanket, giving yourself the space to breathe and feel without the weight of frankā€™s presence bearing down on you.Ā Ā 
meanwhile, in the living room, frank was pacing again. his hands were on his hips, his brows drawn together in that way they always did when he was deep in thought - or pissed off.Ā Ā 
he knew you were upset. hell, he wasnā€™t an idiot, and heā€™d seen the way your eyes were brimming with tears before youā€™d turned and walked away. it wasnā€™t the first time heā€™d pushed too hard, but it was the first time it had been directed at you, and it was eating at him in a way he didnā€™t want to admit.Ā Ā 
but the anger was still there, simmering just beneath the surface, and he couldnā€™t seem to let it go. it wasnā€™t directed at you - not at all. it was at the situation, at the asshole whoā€™d made you feel like you had to handle everything on your own. but frank wasnā€™t exactly good at untangling those things, at separating his frustration from the people he cared about most.Ā Ā 
he scrubbed a hand over his face, letting out a low growl of frustration as he dropped onto the couch. his mind was running in circles, replaying the argument over and over again, each word sharper than the last.Ā Ā 
the silence in the apartment felt deafening, and for a moment, he considered going to find you, to try and talk this out. but he stopped himself, his jaw clenching as he forced himself to stay put. you needed space - he knew that much, even if it went against every instinct he had.Ā Ā 
he sat there for a long time, the tension in his body refusing to ease as he stared at the spot where youā€™d been standing just minutes before.Ā Ā 
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the car keys sat on the counter, untouched, while the clock crept closer to the time you were supposed to leave. it had been a whole thing - this charity function a few towns over. someone important to frank had invited him, and even though it wasnā€™t the kind of event heā€™d normally go for, heā€™d said yes because it mattered to them.Ā Ā 
you had said yes because it mattered to him.Ā Ā 
but now, with the argument still heavy in the air, the thought of sitting next to him for almost four hours felt like trying to breathe underwater. the quiet that lingered between you wasnā€™t the natural kind you often enjoyed. it was thick and suffocating, and neither of you seemed ready to cut through it.Ā Ā 
you stood in the bedroom doorway, watching frank tie his boots like the act itself had wronged him. his movements were sharp, jerky, and his mouth was set in a grim line. you werenā€™t sure if it was guilt or frustration written in his expression, but either way, it left your stomach in knots.Ā Ā 
he grabbed his jacket from the back of the chair, yanking it on with a force that looked like it made the seams strain. his head turned slightly toward you as if he was about to say something, but then he thought better of it, his eyes dropping to the floor instead.Ā Ā 
you didnā€™t move, didnā€™t speak, just hovered in the doorway as he brushed past you toward the front door. the weight of it all - the argument, the way he hadnā€™t looked at you since - pressed down on your chest like a boulder, and your throat burned with more unshed tears.Ā Ā 
when he held the door open for you, you walked through it wordlessly, your gaze fixed on the floor.Ā Ā 
outside, the crisp night air felt sharper than it should have, like even the weather was conspiring to remind you how raw everything was. frank locked the door behind you without a word, and the sound of the lock clicking into place made you flinch.Ā Ā 
he didnā€™t notice.Ā Ā 
the car ride loomed ahead of you like a punishment, the thought of sitting in that confined space together for hours making your palms sweat. but there was no way out of it, not without causing more problems.Ā Ā 
frank climbed into the driverā€™s seat, his hands gripping the wheel so tightly his knuckles went white. he started the engine without looking at you, the low growl of it filling the space where words shouldā€™ve been.Ā Ā 
you slid into the passenger seat, keeping your hands in your lap and your gaze fixed on the window. the city lights blurred into streaks as the car picked up speed, but you werenā€™t paying attention to where you were going. your mind was stuck on everything that had been said - and everything that hadnā€™t.Ā Ā 
heā€™d been angry. louder than usual, harsher, the words tumbling out of him like he didnā€™t know how to stop them. but you knew frank. you knew the fire in him wasnā€™t because he didnā€™t care - it was because he cared too much, and it scared him sometimes.Ā Ā 
still, knowing that didnā€™t make it hurt any less.Ā Ā 
the silence in the car was unbearable, the kind that made you want to fill it just so you didnā€™t have to sit with the weight of it anymore. but frank wasnā€™t giving you an inch, his eyes glued to the road and his shoulders hunched up like he was trying to shield himself from the world.Ā Ā 
you stole a glance at him, your chest aching at the sight of his furrowed brow and clenched jaw. he looked tired - angry, yes, but tired too, like the argument had drained him in ways he didnā€™t want to admit.Ā Ā 
your own emotions were bubbling up, threatening to spill over no matter how hard you tried to keep them in check. your hands trembled slightly in your lap, and you clenched them into fists to try to stop it, but it didnā€™t help.Ā Ā 
you didnā€™t even realize you were crying until a tear slipped down your cheek, cool against your flushed skin. you brushed it away quickly, hoping frank wouldnā€™t notice, but you doubted heā€™d even glanced your way.Ā Ā 
the road stretched on, dark and empty except for the occasional glow of headlights from oncoming cars. the longer the silence dragged, the heavier it felt, like it was wrapping around your throat and making it hard to breathe.Ā Ā 
eventually, the ache in your chest grew too much to bear. you didnā€™t know what you wanted - comfort, maybe, or some kind of reassurance that everything would be okay - but the urge to reach out was overwhelming.Ā Ā 
your hand hovered hesitantly over the center console, your fingers trembling as you debated whether or not to do it. it felt like crossing some invisible line, like putting yourself out there in a way that left you completely vulnerable.Ā Ā 
but then you glanced at frank, at the way his brow furrowed and his jaw tightened, and something in you broke.Ā Ā 
with tears brimming in your eyes and a small, helpless pout tugging at your lips, you let your fingers reach up to grasp at his. the touch was so light it was barely there, but it was enough to draw his attention.Ā Ā 
he glanced down at your hand, his gaze softening instantly as he took in the way your fingers trembled and the sheen of tears in your eyes, the wet tracks of tears thatā€™d already fallen etched on your face.
ā€œah, sweetheart,ā€ he muttered, his voice rough but laced with a tenderness that made your heart ache.Ā Ā 
his hand moved to cover yours completely, his fingers curling around your smaller ones in a gesture that felt both protective and grounding. his thumb brushed over the back of your hand in slow, deliberate strokes, and the tension in your chest eased just a little.Ā Ā 
you sniffled, blinking quickly to clear your vision as you looked up at him. his expression had shifted, the hard lines of his face softening as he met your gaze.Ā Ā 
ā€œiā€™m sorry,ā€ you whispered, your voice barely audible over the hum of the engine.Ā Ā 
frank let out a heavy sigh, his grip on your hand tightening slightly as he pulled the car off to the side of the road. the tires crunched against the gravel as he put it in park, and before you could ask what he was doing, he was out of the car.Ā Ā 
your breath caught as he rounded the front of the vehicle, his movements deliberate but not rushed. he opened your door, the cool night air rushing in as he crouched slightly to meet your eyes.Ā Ā 
ā€œcā€™mere,ā€ he said softly, his tone a stark contrast to the anger that had been there earlier.Ā Ā 
you hesitated for only a moment before unbuckling your seatbelt and letting him pull you into his arms. his embrace was warm and solid, his arms wrapping around you in a way that made you feel small and safe all at once.Ā Ā 
ā€œā€™m sorry, baby,ā€ he murmured against your hair, his voice rough with emotion. ā€œshouldnā€™tā€™ve yelled. shouldnā€™tā€™ve made you feel like that.ā€Ā Ā 
you buried your face in his chest, your own arms slipping around his middle as you let out a shaky breath. ā€œiā€™m sorry too,ā€ you whispered.Ā Ā 
ā€œyou donā€™t gotta be sorry, you did nothing wrong. my sweet girlā€™s just nice to everyone, isnā€™t she?ā€ he cooed, his hand came up to cradle the back of your head, his thumb brushing gently against your temple as he peppered hard kisses over your face. ā€œweā€™re okay?ā€Ā Ā 
you nodded against him, a small, shaky smile tugging at your lips. ā€œweā€™re okay.ā€Ā Ā 
he pressed another kiss to your forehead, lingering for a moment longer than before. but instead of pulling back completely, frankā€™s lips trailed down, brushing lightly against your temple, then your cheek.Ā Ā 
your breath hitched, your hand tightening around his shirt as he hesitated, his lips hovering dangerously close to yours. when your eyes flicked up to meet his, there was something unspoken between you - an ache, a pull that neither of you could ignore.Ā Ā 
ā€œfrankā€¦ā€ your voice was barely a whisper, and it only made him lean in closer.Ā Ā 
his hand moved to cradle the side of your face, his thumb brushing over your cheek as his lips finally found yours. the kiss was slow at first, soft and careful, but there was a heat behind it, a depth that made your stomach twist in the best way.Ā Ā 
he kissed you like he needed you, like he couldnā€™t get close enough no matter how tightly he held you. his other hand slid to your waist, pulling you against him just enough to make you feel the strength behind every touch, every movement.Ā Ā 
when he pulled back, it was with a low, rumbling breath, his forehead resting against yours as he tried to steady himself. ā€œyouā€™re somethinā€™ else, you know that?ā€ he murmured, his voice rough and tinged with something deeper.Ā Ā 
your cheeks flushed, your heart racing as you tried to find the words, but all you could do was nod, your fingers still gripping the front of his shirt.Ā Ā 
he pressed one last, lingering kiss to the corner of your mouth before stepping back. ā€œcā€™mon,ā€ he said, his tone softer now, his thumb brushing your cheek one last time before helping you back into the car.Ā Ā 
as he slid into the driverā€™s seat, his hand found yours again, holding on tightly. this time, neither of you let go.Ā Ā 
the rest of the drive was quiet, but not in the same way as before. frank kept one hand on the wheel, the other holding yours firmly in his grasp. his thumb moved in slow, lazy circles over your knuckles, a silent apology with every stroke.Ā Ā 
you felt the tension melting bit by bit, your chest no longer tight with the weight of everything left unsaid. instead, there was this warmth - a softness between you that hadnā€™t been there earlier. it was unspoken, but it was enough to ease the ache in your heart.Ā Ā 
ā€œweā€™ll stop soon, yeah?ā€ frank broke the silence, his voice low and softer than usual. ā€œget you somethinā€™ to eat.ā€Ā Ā 
your lips curved into a small smile, your first real one since the argument. ā€œiā€™m okay,ā€ you murmured. ā€œwe donā€™t have to stop.ā€Ā Ā 
ā€œnah.ā€ he glanced over at you, his eyes lingering for a second longer than they shouldā€™ve. ā€œyou didnā€™t eat much earlier. ainā€™t lettinā€™ you sit through this thing hungry.ā€Ā Ā 
the tenderness in his voice made your cheeks heat, and you squeezed his hand lightly in response.Ā Ā 
it wasnā€™t long before frank pulled off at a small diner on the side of the road. the neon sign flickered against the night sky, casting a warm glow over the parking lot.Ā Ā 
ā€œcā€™mon,ā€ he said, cutting the engine and stepping out.Ā Ā 
before you could even reach for the door handle, frank was already there, pulling it open for you. his hand was outstretched, waiting for yours, and when you slipped your fingers into his, he gave them a gentle squeeze.Ā Ā 
inside, the diner was quiet, the hum of conversation and the clatter of dishes filling the space. frank led you to a booth in the corner, his hand never leaving yours until you slid into your seat.Ā Ā 
ā€œwhatā€™re you in the mood for?ā€ he asked, his eyes scanning the menu even though you both knew heā€™d end up ordering the same thing he always did.Ā Ā 
you shrugged, your fingers playing with the edge of the napkin in front of you. ā€œmaybe just some fries.ā€Ā Ā 
frank frowned, lowering the menu to look at you. ā€œyou need more than that.ā€Ā Ā 
ā€œfrank, iā€™m fine - ā€Ā Ā 
ā€œiā€™ll get you somethinā€™ else too,ā€ he cut in, his tone leaving no room for argument.Ā Ā 
you bit back a smile, knowing better than to push him when he got like this. instead, you let him order for both of you, his gruff voice somehow softer when he spoke to the waitress.Ā Ā 
when the food arrived, frank nudged the plate closer to you, his eyes narrowing slightly when you hesitated. ā€œeat, sweetheart,ā€ he said gently.Ā Ā 
you rolled your eyes but grabbed a fry anyway, earning a satisfied grunt from him.Ā Ā 
as you ate, the tension from earlier felt like a distant memory. frank had a way of grounding you, of making you feel like no matter how bad things got, everything would eventually be okay.Ā Ā 
after the meal, frank walked you back to the car, his hand settling on the small of your back as he guided you outside. the night air was crisp, but his touch was warm, steady, and it made you lean into him just a little.Ā Ā 
ā€œyā€™alright?ā€ he asked once you were back in the passenger seat.Ā Ā 
you nodded, looking up at him with a soft smile. ā€œyeah. iā€™m okay.ā€Ā Ā 
his eyes lingered on yours for a moment, and then, without a word, he leaned down and pressed a kiss to your forehead. it was quick but tender, and when he pulled back, his hand cupped your cheek for a second longer.Ā Ā 
the drive to the function was quieter this time, but it wasnā€™t the heavy silence from before. it was comfortable, the kind of quiet where words werenā€™t necessary because you both knew everything was okay now.Ā Ā 
as you pulled up to the venue, frank cut the engine and turned to you. his expression was softer, his usual rough edges smoothed out in a way that made your heart ache.Ā Ā 
ā€œyou look beautiful,ā€ he said, his voice gruff but sincere.Ā Ā 
your cheeks flushed at the compliment, and you glanced down at your dress, suddenly feeling shy. ā€œthank you,ā€ you murmured.Ā Ā 
he leaned over, his large hand settling on your knee as he pressed a quick kiss to your temple. ā€œā€˜m gonna keep tellinā€™ you that all night,ā€ he added, his lips quirking into the faintest of smirks.Ā Ā 
the warmth in your chest grew, and you couldnā€™t help but smile back at him. ā€œyou donā€™t look so bad yourself,ā€ you teased, your tone light.Ā Ā 
he chuckled, the sound low and rumbling, and you swore it was the best thing youā€™d heard all day.Ā Ā 
ā€œcā€™mon, sweetheart,ā€ he said, opening his door. ā€œletā€™s get this over with.ā€Ā Ā 
as you stepped out of the car, frank was already by your side, his hand finding yours once more. he held it tightly, his grip firm and reassuring, and when he glanced down at you, there was something in his eyes that made your breath catch.Ā Ā 
it was love - raw and unfiltered, the kind that didnā€™t need words to be understood.Ā Ā 
and in that moment, you knew that no matter what, you and frank would always find your way back to each other.Ā Ā 
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į°” frank castle : @stvr-dust, @uncertified-doc
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bombuni Ā· 1 month ago
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Did.... did you say stuck-porn scenario San?? I'm gonna need that asap pleasešŸ‘€ your writing is so yummylicious it's not even funny
rock & a hard place
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summary: your roommate lends a helping hand. genre/pairing: roommate!san x fem!reader warnings: smut 18+ mdni, softdom!san x reader, unwanted creampie, kinda size kink, slight dubcon, so pls read with caution :) bom note: me writing jongho smut after jongho smut and forcing myself to write other member smut - i canā€™t put down the cup, i canā€™t put down the cupšŸ’”šŸ’”
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Youā€™re humiliated.
Youā€™re not sure how you managed to fit your entire front half into the dryer, but the panic inside you is rising with every second that passes. The confined space of the machine is only making it worse as you try to fight your way out. Seriously, you swore this was only something that happens in porn.
You canā€™t even reach your phone. The last resort, the most embarrassing one, is to call your roommate.
Your voice is quiet at first, embarrassment shrouding your entirety. San is an understanding sweetheart, you know that, but he is unfortunately also one of the most handsome men youā€™ve seen. To have him seeing you like this, with practically naked in just your panties and bent over is what the kids call ā€˜an aura-loss.ā€™
He comes running the second time you call for him, hearing the panic in your voice, ā€œAre yo-ah.ā€
San covers his eyes at first, taken aback by the sight of your naked body. Even though you canā€™t see him gawking, he still feels too awkward to do it unashamedly. Your little plump ass is literally on display for him, in your adorable Hello Kitty patterned panties, and he canā€™t help it when his face sets on fire. Or when his shorts grow tight.
Hearing the realization in his voice only makes you want to disappear even more, ā€œIā€™m so sorry, San, I was just getting my clothes. I donā€™t know how I got stuck.ā€
Heā€™s still frozen in place and scared to touch you, ā€œDonā€™t be sorry. Iā€™m just-uhh. How do you want me to get youā€¦out?ā€
San tries to psych himself up behind you, softly slapping himself as if thatā€™ll get rid of his raging boner. He canā€™t rip his eyes away from your ass.
ā€œJust-do what you need to, San.ā€
With your permission, San grabs your hips firmly. His hands send electrifying tingles throughout your body, but you have no choice but to ignore it. You donā€™t realize that San is fighting the same urge behind you, squeezing your hips and caressing your skin under the pretense that heā€™s finding a better grip. He never noticed how soft your skin is until now.
He pulls once, to no avail. The second time, he accidentally bumps against you with the force he uses. San mutters out a swear at the feeling, almost cumming right then and there. His hard-on isnā€™t helping, with every little inch he moves heā€™s in jeopardy of letting you know how hard he is.
But, he canā€™t help himself. Youā€™re just so tempting, if anything itā€™s your fault for walking around like this. He rubs himself once on you, playing it off as an accidental touch, but he immediately needs more once he feels you. Heā€™s dizzy with need, dizzy with you, and he just canā€™t resist the climbing urge heā€™s feeling to seize this opportunity youā€™ve presented him with.
San keens over, leaning onto the dryer in front of him, ā€œSh-shit,ā€
You feel him. You feel his desperate cock, his hot breath against your back, and the growing heat of his entire body. He feels your body shudder at the size of his bulge as it presses against you and he canā€™t help but think that maybe you want this just as bad as he does.
San tentatively inserts his fingers under the band of your panties, ā€œJust-need better grip-hah-okay?ā€
ā€œW-wait, San!ā€
He pulls your underwear off with one swift tug, groaning when he sees your slick glistening in the dim light. Youā€™re shaking and he canā€™t help but find your little pathetic pleads adorable.
ā€œYou wonā€™t get out of here until I help. So just let me help you, okay?ā€
He sounds so beautiful when heā€™s desperate and needy, and thereā€™s really nothing you can do but submit to him. You donā€™t have time to react before you feel the cold metal of his rings rubbing through your folds. You hear his breathy moans as he continues exploring you, feel his shaky fingers trying their hardest to hold back. His other hand struggles to hurriedly get himself out of his sweatpants, already leaking and tip red with need. You suddenly feel Sanā€™s lips on the small of your back. A kind warning kiss, you fear, for whatā€™s to come.
He whispers gently, as if trying not to scare you off, ā€œYou just canā€™t be walking around like this and expect not to be fucked, baby,ā€
The sound of his soft, gentle voice is like a key to your soul. You reply just as gently, ā€œI know, Sannie, ā€˜m sorryā€¦ā€
He drags his cock over your folds, surprising you. You canā€™t see what heā€™s doing, so every time he touches you itā€™s a complete shock to your senses. He seems to enjoy your little shivers and nervous shakes. He likes to see how vulnerable you are, how heā€™s in complete control of you and everything thatā€™s happening to you. San keeps dragging himself between you, collecting your juices on himself.
He seems to drown in this feeling, swallowing every quiet whine you give and using it to fuel his domineering air, ā€œReally, you did this on purpose-shit-just to get me to fuck your brains out. Why didnā€™t you just ask, dolly?ā€
ā€œIt wasnā€™t on purposeā€¦ā€
ā€œSo cute. Your little, wet pussy is dripping, baby. You like this, donā€™t you? You like it when I force you to get fucked?ā€
San doesnā€™t even give you the chance to respond before sliding his cock inside of you. He shushes you when you complain, holding your arms back and still so you donā€™t hurt yourself. Although he likes watching your little shakes of defiance, how adorably useless you are against him. He soothes you through the stretch of him, groaning alongside your whines as he feels you suck him in.
He bottoms out, whining as you clench around his length, ā€œNo, no, dolly, quit that. Iā€™ll cum in your tiny pussy, we donā€™t want that, do we?ā€
You aggressively shake your head as San starts to fuck you, all caution thrown to the wind with his harsh thrusts. Youā€™re embarrassed by your loud squelching, but you hardly have time to think about that with Sanā€™s length hitting practically every inch of your insides. His moans are adorably whiny, breathy as the barely-there restraint leaves his body and he fucks you with even more vigor. Heā€™s spurred on by the feeling of your tiny body against his, your pathetic attempts of freeing yourself only adding to his pleasure.
ā€œHah-youā€™re so tight, sweetheart. I really canā€™t help myself, might have to claim you forever,ā€
ā€œS-sannie, no, I said no-ā€œ
Heā€™s rabid in his taking of you, holding your wrists tight as he grows closer to the edge, ā€œOh, god, youā€™re so cute, this tiny, little pussyā€™s gonna be mine forever-ā€œ
ā€œSan!ā€
San holds your hips tight, fingernails digging into your skin and moaning sweetly as he pulls you into him, his cum flowing freely inside you. He pulls so hard in the haze of his orgasm that your entire body falls back with the force and onto him.
Heā€™s still in the throes of his orgasm, yelping as you fall onto him and he lands on the floor. Itā€™s cold against his ass cheeks, and heā€™s blushing hard once the post-nut realization hits that he came so hard he managed to pop you out. San decides this is probably on his list of worst orgasms.
Your face is flushed as you turn to him, ā€œThatā€™s what you get for cumming inside.ā€
He has the decency to look sheepish, ā€œSorryā€¦ā€
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sourcherryandsprinkles Ā· 2 months ago
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Long distance girlfriend surprising Rafe
Request: Reader going to college on the east coast and being stuck there because of snow + Rafe being sad
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ā€˜ā€™Thank you for choosing Cameron Development for your project, Mr. Phillips. Our secretary will email the documents shortly,ā€™ā€™ Rafe said in his polished, customer-service tone. ā€˜ā€™Happy holidays.ā€™ā€™
The second the call ended, his forced smile vanished, leaving his face set in a grim scowl. Heā€™s never been a fan of Christmas, but for the first time, he had been looking forward to it ā€” his first Christmas with you. But that changed when a snowstorm hit the East Coast, forcing all flights in New York to get cancelled.Ā 
Rafe leaned back in his leather office chair, running a hand through his buzzed hair in frustration. It was only 3pm, but he couldnā€™t focus. All he could think about was you, alone in your apartment in New York, and most importantly, miles away from him. He thought of driving to you, but Topper resonated with him. If flights were cancelled, some roads would be closed too.Ā 
Why must you go to college so far away? With a sigh, Rafe picked up his personal phone for the tenth time today, and re-reading your last message. He was hurting himself by doing this, but reading your message also brought him some comfort.Ā 
Iā€™m so sorry I canā€™t make it to you, baby šŸ˜¢šŸ’” Iā€™ve been keeping track of the flights, but everything is still cancelledā€¦ This snow really wants to sabotage our first Christmas! šŸ˜  In case nothing changes, Iā€™m gonna video-call you on Christmas morningā€¦in my sexy lingerie set I got just for you. Wish you were there to unwrap me šŸŽšŸ¤­
Before he could finish reading, Wheezieā€™s face filled his screen with an incoming call.Ā 
ā€˜ā€™Wheezie? Why are you calling me?ā€™ā€™ Rafe frowned, leaning back in his chair. She never called him at work unless it was important.
ā€˜ā€™Rafe! Thank god you picked up! I tried calling Sarah, but she didnā€™t answer.ā€™ā€™ Wheezie's voice was high-pitched and panicked, words spilling out in a rush.Ā 
ā€˜ā€™Wheezie, what is it?ā€™ā€™ he asked.Ā 
ā€˜ā€™I tried making gingerbread cookies, but I guess I left them in for too long...ā€™ā€™
Rafe pinched the bridge of his nose, already feeling a headache coming on. ā€˜ā€™Just throw them out if theyā€™re burned. Itā€™s not worth breaking a tooth over.ā€™ā€™
ā€˜ā€™No, you donā€™t understand,ā€™ā€™ she cried, her voice breaking slightly. ā€˜ā€™Thereā€™s smoke all over the kitchen!ā€™ā€™ A coughing fit punctuated her sentence, and Rafeā€™s heart dropped.
ā€˜ā€™What? Wheeze, are you okay?ā€™ā€™Ā 
He was already standing, grabbing his keys. Fuck work.Ā 
ā€˜ā€™Can you come home? Please, Rafe. Dad is gonna be so mad if I burn the house downā€”ā€™ā€™Ā 
He didnā€™t even wait to hang up properly before he was out the door. ā€˜ā€™Iā€™m coming, Wheeze. Just, stay away from the oven, okay? And get outside if it gets worse. Do you hear me?ā€™ā€™ Rafeā€™s tone sharpened, his protective instincts kicking in.
Rafe pulled into the driveway of Tannyhill, tires screeching as he parked quickly. His jaw was tight, still on edge from Wheezieā€™s frantic call. The house seemed calm from the outside, which was strange because she said there was smoke all over the kitchen.
He opened the front door. ā€œWheezie?ā€ he called out, stepping into the house, his eyes scanning for signs of smoke. ā€˜ā€™Wheezie, Iā€™m here. Whereā€™s the damn smoke you talked about?ā€™ā€™Ā 
The kitchen light was on, and as he stepped closer, his stomach dropped. Instead of finding his little sister panicking, he found you standing in the middle of the kitchen, grinning at him.Ā 
ā€˜ā€™Hi.ā€™ā€™Ā 
For a split second, neither of you moved. Then, you ran to him, throwing your arms around his neck and pressing yourself against him. Rafeā€™s brain scrambled to catch up. Then it clicked. The familiar scent of your shampoo, the warmth of your arms ā€” it was really you. His arms locked around your waist like he was afraid you might disappear, and you buried your face in his chest, clutching him like youā€™d never let go.
ā€˜ā€™What theā€”ā€™ā€™ He pulled back just enough to grab your face, his blue eyes searching yours, wide with disbelief. ā€˜ā€™Youā€™re here? Really here?ā€™ā€™
ā€˜ā€™Surprise, baby,ā€™ā€™ you murmured before pressing your lips to his, cutting off whatever string of disbelief he was about to voice again.
The kiss was soft at first, but as the realization sank in, Rafe pulled you closer, deepening it, one hand sliding to your back while the other tangled in your hair. It was desperate and relieved, like he couldnā€™t believe you were actually there, standing in his kitchen, and not miles away in New York.
He hadnā€™t seen you since his weekend visit for Thanksgiving, he couldnā€™t settle with a peck.Ā 
When you finally pulled back, both of you were breathing hard, faces inches apart.Ā 
Rafeā€™s forehead pressed against yours. ā€˜ā€™But you were in New York. The flightsā€”ā€™ā€™ He blinked, still trying to process, his grip on your waist tightening. ā€˜ā€™How are you here? I meanā€¦whatā€”? Wheezie called me about some fire in the kitchen.ā€™ā€™ He glanced around, half-expecting his sister to pop out from somewhere.Ā 
You laughed, guilt flickering across your face. ā€˜ā€™Yeah, that was her idea. Thereā€™s no fire. I told her to find something to make you come home. It worked, didnā€™t it?ā€™ā€™Ā 
His eyebrows shot up. ā€˜ā€™She knew about you coming here and didnā€™t tell me?!ā€™ā€™Ā 
You nodded. Flights being cancelled was not a lie, but you were able to take a train to another state ā€” where the snow was not as bad ā€”, and take a flight there. You texted Wheezie during your flight, asking for help to surprise Rafe. Why would she not help the girl who brought smiles on her brotherā€™s moody face?
ā€˜ā€™Sorry, baby.ā€™ā€™ You looked up and rubbed your hands over his work button up, feeling the planes of his muscled chest and the warmth of his skin underneath. ā€˜ā€™I justā€¦ I couldnā€™t stand hearing how sad you sounded yesterday. I had to get here, I tried everything in my power to get to you. Donā€™t be mad at her, okay? She just wanted to help me.ā€™ā€™
Rafe shook his head, a grin tugging at his lips despite himself. His hands slid down to your waist, holding you close as he tilted his head. ā€˜ā€™Youā€™re lucky I love you,ā€™ā€™ he murmured, his voice absentmindedly falling into your relationship bubble where it was just you and him.
You stayed like that for a moment, bathing in each otherā€™s embrace, until a thought crossed your mind. ā€˜ā€™Rafe? Thereā€™s one other thing I need to tell you: I left your Christmas present in New Yorkā€¦ā€™ā€™ You pulled back, guilt filling you again as you continued and explained yourself. ā€˜ā€™It was on the table so I wouldnā€™t forget it, butā€”ā€™ā€™Ā 
But Rafe couldn't care less.Ā 
ā€˜ā€™Thatā€™s okay. Thereā€™s only you on my wishlist anyway.ā€™ā€™Ā 
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ifwdominicfike Ā· 5 months ago
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matt helps you out a little while taking a group photo with him and his brothers
ā”€ā”€ .āœ¦. ā”€ā”€
ā€œokay, guys can you hurry up my arms gonna fucking fall off already god-ā€œ nick says while holding up the small camera in his hand.
you all had gone out but it really was just an excuse for you and nick to get good pictures to post, as the night went on the pink and orange hues in the sky were starting to fade before you knew it.
you guys had been trying to get a good picture for about 10 minutes now, nick was complaining about why he had to hold the camera, chris kept saying matt was blocking his view, and matt kept pointing out every cat he saw so you werenā€™t really getting anywhere.
ā€œokay okay nick shut the fuck up already, kid weā€™re goingā€ chris says obviously irritated by his brother, you stood in front of matt so you werenā€™t blocked by him. nick had angled the camera high to get all 4 of you in the photo, you heard the click and saw the flash go off.
ā€œfuck y/n again you need to tiptoe or something bitchā€ you groan, this was the third photo already with only the top of your head showing. ā€œno need to yell nick im right here, my ears are gonna melt off because of youā€ matt giggles at your response which also causes you to laugh along with him.
ā€œcan we hurry the fuck up before i start walking home i swear you guys are not funnyā€ this leads to you, chris and matt to look at each other and laugh once more. ā€œokay kid no need to throw a fit just come onā€ chris says motioning to the camera, same process again, only this time it was half of your face.
ā€œthereā€™s no way- im so done. matt get the car started im going home-ā€œ your cut off by matt grabbing your wrist and dragging you back ā€œnope sweetheart just one more, please?ā€ he smiles and you groan rolling your eyes. ā€œfine but what if w-ā€œ you feel matts hands grasp onto your hips and lift you up a little ā€œwhat the f- matt put me downā€ he laughs while tightening his grip.
ā€œnick hurry up and take the picture come onā€ he says hurriedly, his touch tickling you, making you squirm and giggle, the flash goes off once again. ā€œFINALLY.ā€ nick yells ā€œwe finally have a decent picture, okay now we can go homeā€ he bluntly says making his way towards the car, chris on the way right behind him.
ā€œthat was not funny matt, what if i fell?ā€ you say, trying to straighten out your clothes from twisting and turning around in matts hold. ā€œbut you didnā€™t though baby, did you?ā€ he grins while you roll your eyes at him in ā€œannoyanceā€.
ā€œyeah whatever mattā€ you couldnā€™t hold back your smile anymore when you felt his hand snake around your waist and pull you in closer, he looks down at you and smirks. his lips almost connecting with yours until you hear nick honk the horn. ā€œcan you guys hurry up?! im not trying to see you two make out 5 feet away from the car!ā€
you and matt burst into giggles ā€œhe just has to ruin everything, kids fucking annoying.ā€ he grabs your hand and gives it a small kiss before making your way back to the car.
- averyā€™s note Ėš šœ—šœšĖšā‹†ļ½”-
first blurb and idrk what this was.. i was bored and wanted to write it sigh. THIS WAS A PROMPT AND I COMPLETELY FORGOT WHERE I FOUND ITT šŸ’”šŸ’”. ugh anyways i also know this is sorta unrealistic because the triplets are lowkey short kings.. BUT THAT DOESNT MATTER, bye love youu į„«į­”.
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maxtermind Ā· 8 months ago
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please i'm begging you (please don't feel pressured if your life is busy šŸ’•) we need pt 2 to the angst i can't handle this šŸ˜­ my heart šŸ’” the writing is too good that i'm feeling things ļæ½ļæ½
was i stupid to love you?
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ā˜… : summary :: when he downplays your feelings ā˜… : feat :: max verstappen, lewis hamilton, carlos sainz, charles leclerc, lando norris ā˜… : genre :: angst; hurt/comfort ā˜… : word count :: 4.6k ā˜…Ā : a/n :: open ending, don't forget to vote after so i can get a bit of feedback :3 kinda rushed so might contain lots of typos sorryyyy!!
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( part 1 )
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Charles Leclerc
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The house party buzzed with music and laughter, a cacophony that drowned your thoughts as you stormed through the crowded rooms. Your heart raced with a mix of anger and hurt, knowing Charles was right on your tail, determined to catch you before you could reach Arthur.
Your boyfriendā€™s hand wrapped around yours just as his brother turned around to look at you guys. You stomped your feet as you shook your head to dismiss Arthur and follow your boyfriend who quietly kissed your head in gratitude before you could step away.
ā€What is going on with you?!ā€ Your voice trembled with barely contained fury as you confronted Charles in a quieter corner.
Charles sighed, his brow furrowing in frustration. ā€I donā€™t know, baby. Iā€™m so sorryā€”ā€
ā€You told me off when you should know that Iā€™m right!ā€ Your voice rose involuntarily. ā€She fucking leaned in thinking that you were gonna choose her.ā€
ā€Y/N, please listen to me,ā€ Charles said earnestly, stepping closer to you. ā€I messed up. I know. But I would, never in a hundred years, choose anyone let alone her over you.ā€
You looked into Charles' eyes, seeing the sincerity and pain reflected in them. Your anger began to melt, replaced by a swirl of conflicting emotions.
ā€Youā€™re just saying what I want to hear and I don't like it,ā€ you said, your voice softer now, searching for clarity.
ā€Itā€™s the truth,ā€ Charles declared, his voice tinged with regret. ā€I know Iā€™ve hurt you baby and I'm sorry for that but I canā€™tā€” I wouldnā€™t be able to forgive myself if I watched you leave with my brother. Let me drop you home, okay?ā€
Tears welled up in your eyes, frustration and hurt mixing with the love you still felt for him. Charles gently took your hands in his, his touch warm and comforting.
ā€Y/N, please,ā€ Charles pleaded, his voice raw with emotion. ā€I never want to make you feel like you need to run away from me. I want to talk this out, please give me a chance to make things right.ā€
You hesitated, feeling torn between wanting to forgive him and the pain of betrayal still fresh in your heart.
ā€Okay,ā€ you finally whispered, feeling emotionally drained. ā€Let's go.ā€
Charles nodded, relief washing over his face. He led you out of the noisy party, his grip on your hand tight and reassuring. The cool night air outside provided a stark contrast to the heated emotions inside.
As Charles drove you home, neither of you spoke. The silence was filled with unspoken words and the weight of what had just transpired. But Charles kept stealing glances at you, his eyes full of regret and love.
When you arrived at your shared apartment, Charles parked the car but made no move to get out. He turned to you, his expression soft and vulnerable.
ā€I'll leave if you want me to,ā€ Charles said quietly, his voice tinged with sorrow. ā€But please, Y/N, give us a chance to talk tomorrow. I'll do whatever it takes to make this right.ā€
You looked at him, seeing the sincerity in his eyes and the love that still lingered despite everything. Tears fell down your cheeks as you nodded slowly.
ā€I need time,ā€ you admitted softly, your voice barely audible. ā€Time to sort through this.ā€
Charles nodded understandingly, reaching out to gently wipe away your tears. ā€Take all the time you need,ā€ he said softly, his thumb caressing your cheek. ā€I'll be here, whenever you're ready.ā€
ā€Where will you go?ā€ You asked, not wanting to leave just yet.
ā€To your brotherā€™s house,ā€ he joked and smiled cheekily when you let out a small laugh.
ā€I love you,ā€ Charles continued and seemed satisfied when you saw your tinted cheeks, giving into the temptation to kiss your hand. ā€Iā€™ll stay at Arthur's for the night.ā€
With that, you stepped out of the car, your heart heavy with conflicting emotions. You watched Charles drive away, feeling the distance between you both but knowing that perhaps, with time, you could find a way back to each other.
Lando Norris
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You sat in the break room at work, your lunch untouched in front of you. The memories of last nightā€™s events still stung, the image of her hand on Landoā€™s thigh and the lipstick on his collar replaying in your mind.
Just as you were about to take a sip of water, the door swung open, and there he was, yourā€” ex? ā€”boyfriend, looking desperate and determined. You knew there was a possibility heā€™d try to catch you at work given that youā€™d taken away all other means.
ā€Y/N, can I please?ā€ he said, his voice pleading as he pointed towards the hallway.
You nodded reluctantly and led him to an empty hall, away from prying eyes. The silence was deafening as you stood there, waiting for him to speak.
You nodded reluctantly and led him to an empty conference room, away from prying eyes. The silence was deafening as you stood there, waiting for him to speak.
ā€Y/N, please,ā€ he started, his voice trembling slightly. ā€Iā€™m so sorry about last night.ā€
You crossed your arms, leaning against the table. ā€Bet you had a good time, huh?ā€
ā€No, I didn't,ā€ Lando said in disbelief before he took a deep breath, trying to keep his composure. ā€Nothing that happened there was intentional. We were all drinking, and she... she got too close. I should have pushed her away. Iā€™m sorry.ā€
You scoffed, anger bubbling up again, finally fired up enough to speak your mind. ā€Her hand was on your fucking thigh, Lando. And your collarā€” her lipstick was all over it. How do you explain that?ā€
He winced, clearly pained by the memory. ā€I know it looks bad, but it wasnā€™t what it seemed. She leaned in close to talk to me, and I didnā€™t realize she had left a mark. It was aā€” just a stupid mistake, and I should have been more aware.ā€
ā€More aware?ā€ you echoed, your voice rising. ā€You should have cared about how it would make me feel! Instead, you shrugged it off like it was nothing.ā€
ā€I didnā€™t mean to shrug it off,ā€ he said, stepping closer. ā€I was wrong. I should have reassured you, should have shown you that youā€™re the only one that matters to me. Baby, please just let meā€”ā€
You looked away, the pain still fresh. ā€Itā€™s not just about the lipstick or her hand. Itā€™s about how you made me feel like I was overreacting, like my feelings didnā€™t matter.ā€
ā€They do matter,ā€ he said, his voice breaking. ā€More than anything. I was an idiot. I should have pushed her away immediately. I should have come to you and told you everything before you saw it for yourself.ā€
ā€You know I only want you,ā€ he added softly, his eyes pleading with you.
You shook your head, trying to hold back tears. ā€Thatā€™s the thing, Lando. I donā€™t know that. I actually believe that yā€” you donā€™t at all.ā€
Landoā€™s eyes filled with tears as a broken whisper of your name left his mouth. ā€I h.. have never, I never will. Ever.ā€ He stressed. ā€Want anyoneā€” need anyone the way I want you.ā€
You kept quiet as you looked at him trying to catch himself. Lending him your hand that he squeezed in return.
ā€I canā€™t believe you would ever believe that but I understand and, I promiseā€¦ Iā€™ll be more mindful, more respectful. Iā€™ll make sure everyone knows Iā€™m taken, that Iā€™m yours. Please, give me a chance to make it right.ā€
The weight of his words hung in the air, and you let out a slow breath, trying to not have a breakdown at your workplace. ā€Itā€™s going to take time, Lando. Trust isnā€™t rebuilt overnight.ā€
ā€I know,ā€ he said, relief washing over his features. ā€And Iā€™m willing to do whatever it takes. Iā€™ll prove to you that Iā€™m worthy of your trust.ā€
ā€Okay,ā€ you whispered, your voice barely audible. ā€Iā€™ll give it a thought, Lando. But if you hurt me again, weā€™re done.ā€
ā€I understand,ā€ he said, his voice filled with determination. ā€Thank you, Y/N. I wonā€™t let you down.ā€
Max Verstappen
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The streets were bustling with late-night revelers, their laughter and chatter a stark contrast to the storm brewing inside you. The restaurant's neon sign flickered as you stepped out into the cool night air, your phone clenched tightly in your hand.
Three hours. You had waited for three hours, hoping Max would show up for your anniversary dinner, only to find out from the story of your mutual friend that he was out with her again.
On your anniversary.
You made your way through the crowded streets, not caring where you ended up. You just needed to get away, to think, to process the hurt and betrayal. Your phone buzzed incessantly in your pocket, but you ignored it. Max's calls and messages could wait. Right now, you needed space.
After wandering aimlessly for a while, you found yourself at the edge of the city, near the river. The quiet contrast of the flowing water was a welcome change from the city's noise. You sat on a bench, pulling your jacket tighter around you as a light drizzle began to fall. The soft patter of rain on the water's surface was soothing, but it didnā€™t dull the ache in your heart.
Minutes turned into an hour, and the rain intensified. Your phone buzzed again, and this time you glanced at it. Last message from Max was a minute ago
Max: Y/N, please. Where are you? Let me explain. Iā€™m looking for you.
You sighed, wiping away the raindrops mixed with your tears. Your fingers hovered over the screen before you finally typed a reply.
You: By the river. Near the old bridge.
You didnā€™t know why you told him, but some part of you wanted to hear him out. To understand why he kept doing this. Why would he even waste time with you if he was already in love with someone else?
God. Even the thought of that brought up a real pain in your chest. The rain fell harder, and you huddled under the small awning of a nearby building, trying to stay somewhat dry.
After what felt like an eternity, you saw a figure running towards you through the rain. It was Max, drenched and breathless. He slowed as he approached, his eyes filled with worry and regret. HIs clothes were all over the place, untucked and wrinkled and you only drew the worst conclusion.
ā€Y/N,ā€ he gasped, stopping a few feet away. ā€Thank God, you're okay.ā€
You stood up, arms crossed defensively. ā€Youā€™ve got five minutes, Max. Make it count.ā€
He nodded, taking a step closer. ā€Iā€™m so sorry, Y/N. I know Iā€™ve let you down. I was with her tonight because sheā€™s going through a really rough time. She had no one else to turn to.ā€
You narrowed your eyes, the skepticism clear. ā€On our anniversary? How convenient.ā€
He flinched at your tone but didnā€™t back down. ā€I know itā€™s no excuse. I should have told you. I thought I could help her quickly and still make it to dinner. I didnā€™t realize it would take so long.ā€
You shook your head, the anger bubbling up again. ā€This isnā€™t the first time, Max. How many times have I had to wonder if sheā€™s really just a friend? How many times have you put her before me?ā€
Max stepped closer, his eyes pleading. ā€Iā€™ve been blind, Y/N. I didnā€™t see how much I was hurting you. Thereā€™s nothing romantic between us. Sheā€™s just a friend, and she needed my help. But I see now that Iā€™ve been unfair to you.ā€
Tears mixed with the rain on your cheeks. ā€I donā€™t know if I can keep doing this, Max. The constant worry, the feeling like Iā€™m not enough. Itā€™s tearing me apart.ā€
He reached out, tentatively taking your hand. ā€You are more than enough, Y/N. Iā€™ve been an idiot, and Iā€™m so sorry. I love you, and I donā€™t want to lose you.ā€
You looked into his eyes, searching for any sign of deception. All you saw was sincerity and regret. ā€How can I trust you again, Max? What did she even need help with?ā€
He squeezed your hand gently. ā€ She saw her ex at the club and he was being an asshole. I just went over for five to put him in his place when one of her friends posted the story. Iā€™m sorry for the delay, baby. I know I should've been more transparent about everything. Just please, give me a chance to make things right.ā€
ā€Is she okay?ā€ You took a shaky breath, your heart aching with the desire to believe him and he exhaled when you pulled him under the shit excuse of shelter you had from the rain.
ā€Sheā€™s okay. I promise I won't ever embarrass you this way again, baby. You wonā€™t ever have to sit and wonder if I'm bailing because I found someone else or not.ā€ Max took another deep breath. ā€I never will, baby, you are the only one I want. I will never find anyone.ā€
You closed your eyes, the tears spilling over as you hugged him. ā€I wanna go home.ā€
ā€Okay letā€™s go home, baby.ā€ Max gently cupped your face, his thumbs brushing away your tears. ā€But I need you to know. You are my priority, Y/N. Iā€™ll never let you feel otherwise again. I love you more than anything, and Iā€™ll spend every day proving it to you.ā€
You leaned into his touch, feeling a flicker of hope amidst the pain as you hugged him.
He sighed again, closing his eyes to soak in this. ā€Happy anniversary, baby. I love youā€
You pulled back slightly, looking up at him with a tired smile.
Carlos Sainz
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Carlos's pleas had grown quieter, the urgency in his voice replaced with a softness that seemed to seep through the crack under the door.
You could hear his breath hitching, a clear sign that he was on the verge of breaking down himself. But you couldnā€™t get yourself to stand up as you sat on the bed, knees drawn to your chest, tears still streaming down your face as you tried to block out the sound.
ā€Y/N, please,ā€ he choked out, and you could hear the tears in his voice now. ā€I'm so sorry. I... I don't know what else to say. I can't lose you.ā€
The sincerity and raw emotion in his voice cut through you in a vicious manner, and against your better judgment, you found yourself getting up. You hesitated for a moment, your hand hovering over the doorknob, before finally opening the door just a crack.
Carlos was standing there, his eyes red and swollen from crying. When he saw you, a look of profound relief washed over his face. ā€Thank you,ā€ he whispered.
You stepped back, letting him in. He walked in slowly, as if afraid to invade your space, and you closed the door behind him. The silence was heavy, each second stretching into an eternity.
ā€I'm so sorry,ā€ Carlos said again, his voice trembling. ā€I swear, I didn't know she was going to kiss me. If I had known, I would have never invited her. I would never do anything to hurt you intentionally.ā€
You took a deep breath, trying to steady your own shaking voice. ā€But you did invite her, Carlos. And I told you to cut her off so many times. Why didn't you listen?ā€
He ran a hand through his hair, looking utterly defeated. ā€I thought... I thought we were just friends. I didn't realize she felt that way about me. And when she kissed me, I was so shocked. Iā€” I froze. I'm an idiot. I should have pushed her away immediately.ā€
ā€You should have,ā€ you echoed, your voice breaking as you recalled that scene and it felt like someone was physically stabbing you. ā€Do you have any idea how much it hurt to see that?ā€
Carlos stepped closer, his eyes pleading. ā€I know, and I'm so sorry. I never wanted to hurt you. I love you, Y/N. You're the only one I want to be with.ā€
You looked down, tears falling onto the floor. ā€How do I know that, Carlos? How do I know you won't let this happen again?ā€
He gently took your hands in his, his touch warm and reassuring. ā€Because I canā€™t ever go through this again. I donā€™t want to know what it feels like to almost lose you. I'll cut her off completely. I promise you, baby, just, anythingā€” it will never happen again.ā€
You pulled your hands away, wrapping your arms around yourself protectively. ā€It's not just about cutting her off, Carlos. I can never get that image out of my brain now. What if you just wake up tomorrow that you didnā€™t get rid of her because yoā€” youā€¦?ā€
You trailed off but Carlos understood and immediately shook his head. ā€No,ā€ he said firmly. ā€I will never wake up with anyone other than you in my heart. Youā€™re the one I love, the one I am going to live my life with.ā€
He didnā€™t let you speak as he carried on,ā€I understand. Trust is earned, not given. And I'll do whatever it takes to earn it back. I'll prove to you that you can trust me.ā€
You sighed, feeling the weight of his words. ā€I want to believe you. But it's going to take time. A lot of time.ā€
ā€I know,ā€ he said softly. ā€And I'm willing to wait. I'll wait as long as it takes for you to trust me again. Just please, don't shut me out. Let me be there for you.ā€
You looked into his eyes, seeing the genuine remorse and love in them. Despite everything, a part of you still loved him deeply. ā€Okay,ā€ you whispered. ā€But you have to understand, it's going to be hard. I'm still hurt, and it's going to take a while for me to heal.ā€
Carlos nodded, a flicker of hope in his eyes. ā€I'll be patient. I'll be here for you, no matter what. And I'll do everything I can to make it right.ā€
ā€Alright.ā€ You nodded, feeling a glimmer of hope yourself. ā€Just... don't make me regret it.ā€
ā€I won't,ā€ Carlos stepped closer, tentatively reaching out to wipe a tear from your cheek. ā€I love you, Y/N. More than anything.ā€
You gave him a small as you leaned into his touch, feeling a mix of emotions, ā€I love you too, Carlos. That's why this hurts so much.ā€
He pulled you into a gentle hug, holding you as if you were the most precious thing in the world. ā€We'll get through this. Together.ā€
Lewis Hamilton
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You paced around your apartment, the anger and hurt from the argument still fresh. The silence after the exchange with Lewis was deafening. You couldnā€™t believe he said those things. Your phone buzzed on the couch, but you ignored it, needing space to process.
A knock on your door interrupted your thoughts. It was loud and persistent. You hesitated, hoping it wasnā€™t who you thought it was.
ā€Y/N, please open up. I need to talk to you,ā€ Lewisā€™s voice came through the door, sounding desperate.
You took a deep breath and opened the door. Your boyfriend stood there, looking remorseful.
ā€What do you want, Lewis?ā€ you asked, your voice cold.
ā€Can I come in? Please, we need to talk,ā€ he pleaded.
You stepped aside reluctantly, letting him in. He walked into the living room, turning to face you with regret etched on his face.
ā€Iā€™m sorry, Y/N,ā€ he started, his voice soft as he ran a hand over his face. ā€I didnā€™t mean what I said. I was frustratedā€” but thatā€™s no excuse.ā€
ā€You really hurt me,ā€ you said, crossing your arms defensively knowing you had to support yourself before you start crying again. ā€And you were so fucking cruel about it!ā€
ā€I know, and I hate that I did that to you,ā€ he replied, his eyes sincere. ā€Iā€™ve been spending too much time with her, and Iā€™ve been blind to how itā€™s been affecting youā€” us. Affecting us.ā€
ā€Why do you keep seeing her then? If sheā€™s just a friend, why does it feel like sheā€™s more important than me?ā€ you demanded, your voice shaking.
ā€Sheā€™s not more important than you,ā€ he said quickly. ā€Iā€™ve let the boundaries blur, and I didnā€™t realize how much it was hurting you. Iā€™m sorry.ā€
Tears welled up in your eyes, but you blinked them away. This was not what you expected. You were ready for a fight, sure that Lewis would come with his own weapons out but this was undoing you.
ā€Itā€™s not just about her, Lewis. Itā€™s about us. Youā€™ve been distant, and I feel like Iā€™m losing you.ā€
Lewis nodded, looking pained and sick. ā€Youā€™re not losing me, Y/N. Iā€™ve been an idiot, and Iā€™ve taken you for granted. I want to fix this.ā€
ā€How?ā€ you asked, your voice barely above a whisper. Desperately clinging onto him to make amends because you couldnā€™t see any in hindsight.
ā€By being more present, by setting boundaries, and by showing you every day how much you mean to me,ā€ he said, taking your hands in his. ā€Please give me a chance to make this right.ā€
ā€Words arenā€™t enough anymore,ā€ you said, looking down at your joined hands.
ā€I know,ā€ he nodded. ā€But I'm willing to go through any lengths, Iā€™ll prove to you that youā€™re my priority.ā€
You searched his eyes, seeing the determination and regret. ā€I want to trust you,ā€ as your voice cracked, the very first tear fell down your face and Lewis immediately grabbed you as he pulled you to lay your head on his chest.
ā€I canā€™t thoughā€” I wish I could but I can't get hurt again.ā€
ā€I understand and I promise you can shoot me if I hurt you againā€ he said. ā€I love you, Y/N. Iā€™ll do whatever it takes to make this right.ā€
You leaned into his embrace, feeling a flicker of hope amidst the pain. ā€I love you too.ā€ You felt him take a sigh as he held you tight against his warm body.
ā€And I need you to understand that my feelings are valid,ā€ you continued as you soaked his shirt with your tears. ā€When I tell you something bothers me, I need you to listen and not dismiss it.ā€
ā€I promise Iā€™ll listen,ā€ he said, his voice full of sincerity. ā€Iā€™ll do better because losing you would end me.ā€
You took a deep breath, feeling a weight lift slightly. As you stood there in your boyfriendā€™s arms, you realized that healing would take time but there was no one else you would rather heal with. Though only time could tell what the future held for you.
Oscar Piastri
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You closed your eyes as you heard the door of your best friend's apartment being knocked on again. Your mind was a whirlwind of emotionsā€”anger, betrayal, sadness.
You replayed the messages over and over in your head, each one cutting deeper than the last as you contemplated whether letting Oscar in would be a good decision. You finally made the decision when you heard the neighborā€™s lock moving.
You pulled him in before they could open their door or call the cops and finally took a look at him. He looked disheveled. His eyes were red from holding unshed tears as they glossed over once he finally took you in.
ā€Y/N,ā€ Oscar started, moving towards you with open arms. ā€Thanks for letting me in.ā€
ā€I almost didn't.ā€ You crossed your arms over your chest, trying to keep your voice steady as you stepped away from his open arms. ā€But you were waking up the whole damn building.ā€
Oscar nodded, looking down at the ground. ā€I deserve that.ā€ You took a deep breath, desperate to get this over with.
ā€Why, Oscar? Why did you lie to me?ā€
He sighed, running a hand through his hair. ā€I... I was scared you'd get upset. I thought if I told you the truth, you'd leave me.ā€
ā€And now?ā€ you scoffed, your voice rising. ā€You think I'm not upset now? You think lying to me makes it any better?ā€
He stepped closer, his eyes pleading. ā€Y/N, I made a mistake. A huge mistake. But nothing happened between me and her, I swear. We were drunk, and she sat on my lap for a picture. It was stupid and irresponsible, but that's all it was.ā€
You shook your head, tears welling up in your eyes. ā€Do you have any idea how that made me feel? Seeing her on your lap after you told me she wasn't even going to be there?ā€
Oscar reached out to touch your arm, but you stepped back once again and his eyes brimmed with tears. ā€Y/N, please. I love you. I was an idiot, but I love you. I need you to believe that.ā€
You wiped your eyes, trying to compose yourself. ā€How can I believe you, Oscar? When I don't even know if you really want me?ā€
He swallowed hard, his tears finally falling out of his eyes. Oscar looked defeated as if he was fighting a battle already lost.
ā€Please donā€™t say that. Youā€™re the only person I want. I'll do whatever it takes to earn your trust back. I'll never lie to you again. I'll be completely honest, even if it's something I think will hurt you. Just... please give me a chance to make it right.ā€
You looked at him, searching his face for any sign of deception. You saw only earnest regret and a desperate longing for forgiveness. You wanted to believe him, but the hurt was still so raw.
ā€I don't know if I can,ā€ you whispered. ā€You've broken my trust, Oscar. And that's not something you can just fix with words.ā€
He nodded slowly. ā€I know. But I'm willing to do whatever it takes. I'll go to counseling, I'll give you access to my phone, my social media, anything you need to feel secure. Just please, donā€™t give up on us.ā€
You stood in silence for a moment, the weight of the situation heavy in the air. You looked around the dimly lit apartment, as you took a deep breath, trying to gather your thoughts.
ā€Okay,ā€ you said finally. ā€Iā€™m willing to discuss this in the morning. But if you lie to me again, if you hurt me again, we're done. Do you understand?ā€
Oscar's face lit up with a mixture of relief and determination as his chest heaved. ā€I understand. I promise you, Y/N, I'll never give you a reason to doubt me again.ā€
You nodded, as your lips quivered. ā€I hope so. Because I don't think I can go through this again.ā€
He stepped closer, cautiously taking your hand. You allowed it, feeling the warmth of his touch. ā€Thank you,ā€ he said softly. ā€I won't let you down.ā€
You stood together, still holding hands. The silence between you was different nowā€”tentative, but with a flicker of understanding. You had a long way to go, but for the first time since those fateful messages, you felt like maybe, just maybe, not all was lost.
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h4m1lt0ns Ā· 1 year ago
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HEARTBREAK SYNDROME.
episode thirteen :: RIBBONS & TEA.
ź’°ź’°ā—Œā€§ā‚Š ā¬ŖĖ™ā‹† pairing ļø“various drivers x y/n
ź’°ź’°ā—Œā€§ā‚Š ā¬ŖĖ™ā‹† genre ļø“social media au / irl snippets
ź’°ź’°ā—Œā€§ā‚Š ā¬ŖĖ™ā‹† summary ļ¹”the groupchat returns, and while lewis is feeling a bit funny, y/n casually gives everyone a heart attack and calls it a surprise.
ź’°ź’°ā—Œā€§ā‚Š ā¬ŖĖ™ā‹† face claim ļ¹” wonyoung jang (28)
ź’°ź’°ā—Œā€§ā‚Š ā¬ŖĖ™ā‹† warnings ļ¹• excessive cussing, none.
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honey badger: avengers assemble.
honey banger: i have easily the most important tea to spill today.
y/n: ā€œhear yee! hear yee!ā€ ahh text
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honey badger: then i switched my phone case with his to make it look like i was on my phone while i was going through his
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y/n: i would like to apologise, visa cash app driver, i, indeed was NOT familiar.
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papaya baby #2: thanks mum šŸ«¶šŸ»
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love-belle Ā· 2 years ago
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good riddance !!!
*ą©ˆāœ©ā€§ā‚ŠĖš in which their post break-up era is them pretending that they weren't each other's everything.
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for when you're too hurt to regret anything. Ėš ą¼˜ā™” ā‹†ļ½”Ėš
social media au // daniel ricciardo x fem!reader
warnings - language
author's note - hello!!! i hope u like this one!!! thank u so much for reading, i love you <3 just a note, that i will probably not be posting next week bc i have exams but i will be active here so ! if u message me, i'll probably reply, i hope so anyways lol <3
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username bestie u should've just tagged him at this point
username i will never be getting over them u don't get it they were my PARENTS
username girl is heartbroken but still slaying
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lilymhe kids remember to drink rat poison before you fall in love because it never works out!!!
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username TAYLOR SWIFT ALWAYS RIGHT
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username hits different ://///
username the highkey shade šŸ˜­šŸ˜­šŸ˜­
landonorris we miss you!!!
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-> maxverstappen1 for fuck's sake that's NOT my full name
-> yourusername ok maximus.
-> username OH THANK FUCK šŸ™šŸ™šŸ™ i genuinely thought her friendship with everyone would be all fucked up but im so happy to see this ā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļø
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username missing daniel is the comments simping for her šŸ’”šŸ’”šŸ’”
username "love exists bc u exist for me" IM CRYING WHAT THR CUCK
-> username how'd we go from THAT to this.
georgerussell63 your hobbies include calling me and carmen at 3 in the morning just to say bonjour in weird accents and then hang up
-> yourusername idk abt u but carmen loves me doing that
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username nah bc what'd daniel do so bad that y/n started doing STUFF
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username missing her in the paddock sm omg ://
username praying she's at the next race šŸ™šŸ™šŸ™
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danielricciardo good riddance.
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username PAUSE
username reverse whatcthebfuck
username daniel babe what.
username no bc if i was y/n i would cry maybe that's just my sensitive ass
-> username definitely not just u bc i would SOB
username OH MY GOD
landonorris don't act like i can't hear you singing sad songs to yourself
-> danielricciardo LEAVE ME ALONE
username nah bc what the fucj
username i don't like it one bit šŸ«¤šŸ«¤šŸ«¤šŸ«¤šŸ«¤
username NOT MY PARENTS FIGHTING
username love is not real bc if they didn't work out then there's absolutely no hope for me
username i feel so bad :////
charles_leclerc you're lying
-> danielricciardo no i'm not
-> charles_leclerc yes you are, i can see you wipe away your tears
-> danielricciardo STOP EXPOSING ME
-> username PLEASE OH MY GOD
username "good riddance" what if this was my last straw.
username i know he's gasping for air rn knowing he lost a bad bitch like y/n
username ahahahahaha!!! im so okay!!!!!!! just fine!!!!!!! idc abt this!!!!!!!! (im losing my mind)
username someone take away y/n's phone before she sees this PLEASE
username my heart's breaking wtf
username remember when daniel and y/n posted about each other with WHOLESOME captions??????? good times
-> username those were the highlights of my entire week like ://
-> username i miss my mom and dad sm šŸ’”šŸ’”šŸ’”šŸ’”šŸ’”šŸ’”šŸ’”šŸ’”šŸ’”šŸ’”šŸ’”šŸ’”šŸ’”šŸ’”
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username i know max is maaaaaaaaaaad
username the f1 gc is blowing up as we speak rn
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cat stealer āŒ : max
kelly's bf šŸ‘Ž : what
cat stealer āŒ : is kelly with u
kelly's bf šŸ‘Ž : she's out with p
kelly's bf šŸ‘Ž : what happened
cat stealer āŒ : just wanted to talk to her
cat stealer āŒ : it's okay, just tell her to give me a call whenever she's back :) tell sweet p i love her and i miss her sm
kelly's bf šŸ‘Ž : will do
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kelly's bf šŸ‘Ž : hey you okay?
kelly's bf šŸ‘Ž : i saw what daniel posted
kelly's bf šŸ‘Ž : it's a shit move just saying
kelly's bf šŸ‘Ž : he's stupid
cat stealer āŒ : yeah idc lol
cat stealer āŒ : "good riddance" ok boy u literally begged me to make it work
cat stealer āŒ : i'm sorry ik he's ur best friend
kelly's bf šŸ‘Ž : yeah but so are you
cat stealer āŒ : WOAHHH PAUSE
cat stealer āŒ : max being nice for a change?????
cat stealer āŒ : history was made
kelly's bf šŸ‘Ž : don't make me take it back
kelly's bf šŸ‘Ž : but yeah
kelly's bf šŸ‘Ž : don't pay any attention to him, yeah? i'm sure kelly will have a few choice words for him at the next race, along with me. and p probably, she loves her aunt y/n
kelly's bf šŸ‘Ž : speaking of that, you're coming to the next race right?
cat stealer āŒ : i love u all :// thank u
cat stealer āŒ : and no, i don't think it's a good idea
kelly's bf šŸ‘Ž : are you sure? you can stay inside the whole time, he won't even see you
cat stealer āŒ : i'll think abt it, im just very overwhelmed rn that's all
kelly's bf šŸ‘Ž : that's very understandable tbh
cat stealer āŒ : max
kelly's bf šŸ‘Ž : y/n
cat stealer āŒ : can i ask u something
kelly's bf šŸ‘Ž : if this is about letting you and kelly give me a makeover, it's no
cat stealer āŒ : we'll convince u someday but that's not what i wanted to ask
kelly's bf šŸ‘Ž : what is it?
cat stealer āŒ : do u think daniel ever loved me
cat stealer āŒ : like at all???
kelly's bf šŸ‘Ž : y/n
kelly's bf šŸ‘Ž : of course he did
kelly's bf šŸ‘Ž : you were his everything
cat stealer āŒ : then why was it so easy for him to walk out and then say "good riddance"
cat stealer āŒ : he took the easy way out
kelly's bf šŸ‘Ž : he's a stupid asshole that's all
kelly's bf šŸ‘Ž : but he truly did love you, he still does. i know i complained a lot, but with the way he spoke of you, like you were truly his everything. it was such a happy site, seeing my two best friends in love
cat stealer āŒ : u called me best friend twice omg
cat stealer āŒ : that's a record
kelly's bf šŸ‘Ž : shut up
kelly's bf šŸ‘Ž : my point is
cat stealer āŒ : i need to post something so W
cat stealer āŒ : brb
cat stealer āŒ : kelly's calling me
kelly's bf šŸ‘Ž : so i was just a placeholder till my girlfriend arrived?
cat stealer āŒ : aw look at u using ur brain
kelly's bf šŸ‘Ž : this is why daniel broke up with you
cat stealer āŒ : TOO SOON
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username she gagged him y'all
username I LOVE HER SM
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username HER
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username exes beefing omg šŸ’€šŸ’€šŸ’€
lilymhe SLAYED
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lilymhe on my knees pls marry me
-> yourusername let's go bb i'll get u a ring
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username two artworks in one frame
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username MOTHER IS MOTHERING
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scarletcomalies Ā· 5 months ago
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Wanda has been your best friend for almost ten years now, meaning you could trust her to chat about anything, without restricting yourself by prudeness or filters. But that trust went too far one day.
Word count: 1,119
Warnings: 18+ content, guided masturbation through phone call, kind of innocent and inexperienced reader.
A/N: I promise I'm NOT procrastinating this story, you'll have it sooner than you think, but, well, college... šŸ’”
It was a big step, considering that you failed to enjoy every time you explored yourself with your fingers alone. As much as you tried to play music, lie down, and imagine exciting scenes, you ended up frustrated because it wasn't enough. So you opted to buy a little help. Maybe this way you would be able to explore your tastes and to please yourself properly.
Your best friend, Wanda, had recommended an online site. It had all kinds of artefacts, many of which you didn't know existed, or considered too potent a level for a newbie like you. So you went with the safest option; a simple ten centimeter vibrator, with three levels of intensity.
And nothing...
You felt the tingle of the vibration inside you, but nothing built up. It was just a pleasurable sensation that led to nothing.
You had sent a message to Wanda, telling her that you had already received it, and just when you turned off the toy and put it aside, your phone notified a message from the redhead, where she asked you to tell her about your experience.
"It's useless, Wanda!" You answered, such a simple message but all your frustration could be transmitted in this one.
"What do you mean it's useless?" She replied.
"Maybe I'm anorgasmic or something, because I can't finish. I didn't feel it helped me."
You were perplexed when your phone screen displayed her name, indicating that you were receiving a call. This was unusual of her, but you didn't hesitate to answer.
"Honey," she let out a giggle, as soon as you picked up. "What exactly are you doing?"
"Well, when I feel needy, no matter how much I stimulate myself, I don't orgasm. Not even with the toy. It's horrible," you answered honestly.
These kind of talks were frequent between you, and that was something you loved about your friendship. No judgments, no prejudice, much less in the face of topics that, at the end of the day, were completely normal.
"Yeah, but what did you do with the vibrator?" She inquired.
"Well, I put it inside, the usual," you replied matter-of-factly. You didn't understand why other girls did get to feel something when they had something in there, and you didn't. Why you were more complex about everything?
"Just like that?" She exclaimed, and at your confirmation, she let out another laugh. "No, darling, you have to tease yourself, make yourself desperate for your own touch."
"And how do I even do that?" you asked curiously, but also with a hint of relief. She seemed to have the solution to your problem.
"It's complicated, do you want to try it now? I'll guide you through every step," she proposed.
The thought of hearing her voice guiding you, that she would be listening to you as you pleasured yourself, made the anticipation take over, again initiating that feeling that was begging to be satisfied.
When you thought of Wanda, or when you spent many hours together with her, that feeling came no matter how hard you tried to ignore it. It was no surprise when you realized that this was not something usual and that you definitely felt attraction towards her.
But you didn't want to ruin the friendship you treasured so much.
"No, that would be weird," you replied, feigning aversion to such a thing, when really, that was all you needed.
"Oh, come on!" Wanda exclaimed. "It wouldn't. I'd be helping you get to know yourself, please yourself. I won't even see you."
You sighed softly in resignation. She was right, maybe a lot of friends have given each other advice like that.
"Okay, fine," you agreed. "What do I do?"
Wanda was glad you couldn't see her smile of victory when you agreed, or else, she would've also given herself away.
"First, spread your legs, and place the tip of the vibrator on your clit," she instructed you.
You did as she asked, and no sooner had you pressed, when you felt an electric current run through your body in a matter of a fraction of a second.
"Oh, shit!" You exclaimed, withdrawing it as if by reflex.
"What do you feel?" She inquired curiously. She was aware such a cute little thing like you wouldn't be able to take it first time. But that was what she was there for.
"Weird, like a swift current!"
"Exactly! Please try to place it again, and little by little, apply pressure," she replied. "At your pace, there is no rush, darling," she purred, making your core throb in desperation at her raspy voice calling you that pet name.
Again, you did as she asked.
The intense vibration made all the nerve endings in that area react deliciously to the stimulus, and again, it sent that current through your body.
You let out a little murmur of pleasure, feeling yourself lose control over your body. Your back arched, your eyes closed, and your free hand fisted your sheets in an attempt to keep you grounded and resistant.
"Good girl, apply more pressure for me," Wanda added, noting from your murmurs that you were becoming familiar with the sensation.
Applying a little more pressure caused you to emanate your first moan since forever. That snapped you out of your trance briefly, and you realized you moaned with your friend on the other end of the phone.
"I'm sorry," you apologized, beginning to feel your cheeks heat up.
"None of that," she countered. "Don't hold back, let me hear you."
In a matter of minutes, you alone learned to listen to your body. You explored different areas and found your most sensitive spots. You were so focused on not leaving a single inch untouched, that you even forgot that Wanda was listening to the mess of moans, whimpers, and murmurs of her name that you were letting out.
"Mmm, Wanda!" They became more audible tones, signaling that you were close. There was too much to process, but Wanda decided to quiet her thoughts and allow herself to be delighted by the wonderful sounds you were making.
Hearing you cum for the first time was the most beautiful of all, by far.
A scream of pleasure too desperate, even animalistic, for your own good. Your so innocent set could not withstand that longing finally reaching its highest exponent, after so much stagnation. She was even surprised your little lungs allowed you to scream like that.
Wanda provoked all that in you, without having touched you... yet. But she made up her mind that it would change.
"Start over, but don't you dare cum," she commanded you. "I'm coming over in ten," she established, before hanging out.
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breathinlove Ā· 1 year ago
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band!ellie 2 headcanons and smau
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sinopse: ellie williams is the lead singer in a band (+some texts with her).
cw: nsfw after the texts with warning! swearing, explicit, reader works in a record store and ellie's a simp, not explicit if reader is fem or masc.
part 1
band!ellie who made it unbelievable for dina and jesse to believe she found her girl, but then they met you.
ā€œthis shit's cringe as fuck, but you two are sweetā€¦ā€ jesse starts and dina immediately agrees. ā€œyeah, she's perfect for you, el.ā€ ā€œi knowwwww, i need her.ā€ jumping like a teenage girl fr...
band!ellie who sometimes thinks her bandmates like you way too much.
ā€œinvite y/n to the next rehearsal too for real.ā€ jesse says after you leave a rehearsal you went to. ā€œokay man i get it, she's amazing.ā€ with an annoyed expression. ā€œsoā€¦ invite her.ā€ dina chuckles. ā€œno, i don't want any of you jumping on my girl.ā€ but she does invite you anyway.
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band!ellie who's so stupid tbh, she's gonna sign girlsā€™ tits after concerts and act all oblivious when you swerve her kisses.
and swerving her is so fun istg, she's gonna try like 4 times before she's upset. UPSET! (she will go non verbal).
band!ellie who's the type to perform and glance at you like you're about to have sex right that instant (u will, after the concert tho!).
band!ellie who's a singer herself but turns on the tv and pretends to be the weeknd for you.
band!ellie who wishes she could rapā€¦ actually, no. she thinks she can.
"that was... something." you smirk and she scoffs, throwing herself on the couch she was standing on, mic in hand. "i'm literally in my rapper era but whatever, you'll see." and you're full on laughing. "don't laugh." and you come hug her and say she's so so special.
band!ellie who makes it so you can't open x (twitter) without seeing girls mourning your girlfriendā€¦ she's alive not single tho!
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band!ellie who's always late for everything, but she tries her best istg. you and the band are TIREDDD.
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band!ellie who's nervous about pdaā€¦ but she likes it, showing everyone you're hers and she's yours.
band!ellie who made a slideshow about how you should move into her apartmentā€¦ that was kinda like:
ā€œREASONS FRRRR šŸ”„šŸ”„šŸ”„šŸ”„šŸ”„šŸ’ÆšŸ’ÆšŸ’Æ
ALL OF THEM šŸ¤£
we're literally soulmates so we gotta be roommates too???
countless sleepovers omg i'm crying!
i'll never be late again (kindašŸ˜¬)
we can get a pet tg šŸ˜Æ
i'll get to listen to u sing in the shower more and you know i like hearing you and singing with you while im in the toilet or even outside the bathroom
passionate lesbian sex before sleeping, after eating, doing the dishes, the laundry ALL THE TIME
i love you the most and i want you close all the time
you love me back (i hope) so you gotta want me close too
i want you as my wife asap
think about it, thanks and please my love ā¤ļøā€
you moved inā€¦ weak mf but can anyone blame you??
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band!ellie who loves cooking with you for friends and family when they come over. just loves being with you in general but even house chores are better with you??
band!ellie who comes to disturb see you at your job, your bosses hate her and said they were gonna stop selling their album šŸ˜’ (they actually love her).
band!ellie who switches from your serious cool rockstar girlfriend to your silly baby girlfriend in a second.
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band!ellie who reposts them and comments under edits fans make of you, even more than her own edits.
ā€œthat's my baby so stop gawking.(jk)ā€ ā€œwhats her @ā€ ā€œid repost but my gf would be jealous, shes hot asf šŸ¤¤šŸ¤¤ā€ ā€œTHAT'S MY GIRLā€ ā€œcreamedšŸ’”ā€ "straight to the y/n folder" someone said ā€œellie cant handle allatā€ and she replied fr ā€œtrue, she the one handling me šŸ’ÆšŸ’¢ā€ SHE HAS NO CHILL...
band!ellie who pays the same attention to potential hate you'd get, she will block themā€¦ don't talk about her girl.
nsfw (cw: cunnilingus [e and r!receiving], fingering [e and r!receiving]. switch!ellie!!!!).
band!ellie who treats you like a star
you were supposed to be in the shower but ellie saw you stripping out of your clothes and she has to ask to kiss your clit, dropping to her knees. her fingers bruising your thighs and shes eating you out as if she'd been starving. you cum but she's not satisfied yet, she pulls you down on the bedroom carpet with her "give me another one, please." hands roaming your skin ever so softly, sending shivers down your body. she asks what you want, the position, how many fingers, she just needs to please you. and now she's on top of you, pounding you with her fingers and pressing down your lower stomach because she just wants you to cum again.
band!ellie who loves sleepy sex
she's gonna be in bed with you, almost asleep asking you for kisses, then for some touches... and you end up between her legs, sloppy nasty head and some slow fingering. your lips around her clit and kissing her pussy lips and slit and your fingers in and out her pussy. she's whining and squealing, playing with her own tits and caressing ur face. you're humming against her pussy and she's clenches "let go for me, ellie..." you coo and she squirts on your mouth and fingers. soft pants leaving her lips, soon stopping with her caresses on your face as you lick her cum. you look up, hair messy against the pillow and eyes closed. "i love you..." she mutters after you clean her and lay next to her "i love you." you spoon her.
a/n: this is kinda shitty but it's for who asked for more! @kyleeservopoulos @sameenatruther @harrysslutsstuff
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vivwritesfics Ā· 1 year ago
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Not His Type - CL16
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y/n is an author and not charles's usual type (he loves his writer girlfriend)
SMAU
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y/nwrites life is good
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username1 OMG SHE'S WRITING ANOTHER BOOK šŸ’•šŸ¤ŽšŸ’ŒšŸ’ššŸ’™šŸ’ŸšŸ’ŸšŸ’—šŸ’—šŸ’“šŸ’Œā£šŸ’”šŸ’˜šŸ’˜šŸ’”ā£ā¤šŸ’™šŸ’“šŸ’—šŸ–¤šŸ’–šŸ–¤
username2 I loved dragons fury!
username3 Kelson Quinn forever šŸ˜šŸ˜šŸ˜
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y/nwrites ya'll aren't ready for what's to come
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username5 then tell us šŸ˜«šŸ˜«
username6 DRAGON'S FURY 2 PLEASE!
username7 naw she's gonna do something crazy
username7 i can feel it
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y/nwrites a change of scenery for this one ;)
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username8 WHAT DOES THIS MEAN? šŸ˜­šŸ˜­šŸ˜­šŸ˜­šŸ˜­
username9 charles in the likes?!??!?!?!?!?
yourbff my girls living the high life šŸ˜˜
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y/nwrites a writers life for me šŸ˜Š
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username10 she's just like us fr fr šŸ˜«šŸ˜«
charles_leclerc red suits you šŸ˜
y/nwrites šŸ„°šŸ„° username11 WHATS HAPPENING
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y/nwrites consider me inspired šŸ„µšŸ„µ
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username12 okay hear me out, she's dating charles and writing a spicy f1 romance bc of it
username13 I'M ON MY KNEES FOR THIS username14 PLS BE REAL
Charles_leclerc I can't wait to read it šŸ’“
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f1_news_ MonƩgasque driver Charles Leclerc spotted out to dinner with indie author, Y/N L/N. The driver has not been romantically linked to anybody for quite some time, yet the author is not the type of girl we usually see him with. Fans of Charles Leclerc are more accustomed to seeing him linked with monƩgasque models, with his type being set in stone. Almost everybody was caught by surprise when the pictures of the two sharing a romantic dinner was spread around the internet. This leaves everyone to wonder, is this love? Or is the author just using him to promote her latest book?
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username17 ugh i bet she is using home
username18 all of her posts have been from grand prix, of course she's using him for fame
username19 this isn't fair, you guys don't even know her
username20 surely if she was using him for clout, she'd be posting more than just a picture of his back?
y/nwrites
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y/nwrites apparently I'm not his type
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yourbff this is so cute šŸ˜
username21 is this... the biggest slay of all time?
charles_leclerc mon amour šŸ’–
y/nwrites mon cornichon šŸ’– charles_leclerc i have to teach you french username22 she called him a pickle for anybody wondering
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charles_leclerc she's definitely my type
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dipperscavern Ā· 5 months ago
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let's talk about warming cregan's cock šŸ˜‡šŸ‘«
like you have so keenly established, mf can not sit still. this is the warden of the north we are referring to. the wolf of the north. he is well experienced in battle, a brilliant swordsman and lord of his house. he's used to abstaining during battle and experiencing dire circumstances over patience. surely he'd be able to let his pretty girl warm his cock?
WRONG šŸ™…ā€ā™€ļø someone, please fetch me a comedically large red buzzer to slam. thank you.
he's so restless. your stoic, burly, reserved, and patient man - reduced to ragged breaths and gritting his teeth because he can't sit still. here sits his pretty girl, batting her lashes at him, "cregan, can i please?" and it starts out well enough.
but you're so warm. so sweet. maybe he should be working on something - battle plans or lordy duties that define his bloodline. cregan's got an active mind, ever analyzing and preparing. he's hyperaware of everything in that moment - the way you slightly move your hips, wriggling in his lap. when he makes a comment about it, you just pout, telling him you were "adjusting." šŸ™„ yeah girl okay you just wanted to feel the godly girth 3000
the way you softly sigh admist the quiet chamber. maybe you do something as simple as sneeze - but when you do, you clench around cregan. and he's losing his shitttt.
can someone please find the meme of the guy sitting at a desk with his blood vessels about to burst as he's sweating? because that is our lord stark.
he tries breathing through it, for your sake. i imagine you would be the one to propose it, for whatever desire and circumstance brought you to the moment. cregan is trying :(( it's just so hard. like him, TEHE. all he wants to do is flip you over and ravage you. just leave little bites and nicks along his pretty girl's flesh :((
this is torture for him.
- šŸ”„ā„ļø
reverse. elsa. anon. WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN? BED EMPTY, NO NOTE, WINTER GONE.
okay but seriously i am so so so sorry you got lost in my inbox. please i beg of you, come back!! the ponderer has returned, and we miss u!! REVERSE ELSA ANON IF U CSN HEAR US PLEASE SAVE US i call out to the winds. if you return, you shall never be lost again. this i swear to you šŸ’”āœŠ
ANYWAYS. CREGAN STARK COCKWARMING. hereā€™s your buzzer mā€™dear šŸšØ when you suggest the idea, cregan is a bit perplexed. you donā€™t want him to make you cum as many times as you want? but you bat your lashes and ask so sweetly, and you donā€™t ask for much. plus, cregan is a warrior. a hardened, battle surviving lord ā€” he can stay still for his pretty wife.
or so he thinks.
because once you sink down on him, his grip on your hips is like iron. youā€™re warm and wet and so inviting, and you donā€™t want cregan to move? gods have mercy. cregan is usually pretty held together, but his breathing turns all ragged and his gaze is glued to where his [REDACTED] meets your [CONTENT DELETED]. and even worse, youā€™re relishing in his loss of self control.
even so, he tries to be so good for you.
it gets easier over time, and when cregan feels you relax and sigh against him, he thinks itā€™s not so bad after all. cregan is in control, and things are okay. until a few minutes later, you sneeze. you clench around him, and he grits his teeth, lax grip on your hips tightening once more as he fights the urge to move.
ā€œThis is torture,ā€ he breathes, trying with all his might to stay still for you :( <3
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ohimsummer Ā· 9 months ago
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Opinions on guiding a sub puppy satoru through heat cuz... š“Æš“»š“®š“Ŗš““š”‚
ā€” minors dni, suggestive/smut :3, blowjob/handjob, creampies, breeding kink, one mention of getting pregnant but gn! reader otherwise, puppyboy! satoru brain worms šŸ’” and sort of word vomit HGHDJDM also not proofread <3
i think I interpreted this right but if nawt LMKKK
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SO I IMAGINE PUPPYBOY! SATORU GETS THIS INTENSE YEARNING TO BREED AT TIMESā€¦..kind of like rutting season for deers?šŸ‘€ AND IF HE CANā€™T HE GETS VERY FRUSTRATED OKAY HEAR ME OUT >:3
at FIRSTT satoru tries to handle it by himself because he thinks itā€™s SO embarrassingā€¦his dick is painfully hard and leaking everywhere and even though heā€™d usually ask you for help, he thinks youā€™ll laugh at him (you wonā€™t. okay maybe a giggle but itā€™s because he looks so cute) and he tries to jack himself off in secretā€”when youā€™re out of the house, or in the bathroom while youā€™re busy, sometimes even when you're asleep in bed next to him because heā€™s hurting so bad <333 even with all the times heā€™s came in a tissue or his own boxers itā€™s just not the same, poor boy needs something better than his own hand šŸ˜—
so now heā€™s come to YOU, who satoru knows will be his savior!! approaches you one night before bed when his blue balls are literally unbearable and he canā€™t fathom this agony another second, he HAS to breed someone and it has to be his beloved you <3 you watch him approach with a rock-hard erection, dick a bright red and heā€™s leaving a trail of precum droplets behind him :<< satoruā€™s eyes are teary and his brows are furrowed and he has the cutest pout because heā€™s just so frustrated. heā€™s been jerking off for days now and nothing seems to be working, why does he not feel any relief??
ā€œcan you help me, please?ā€ and he asks you in such a cute whine, ears twitching, tail wagging tentativelyā€¦you would have to be a devil to say no to him ā˜¹ļø
he's a light tint of red from his ears and all the way down his neckā€¦hands grasping and pulling at the sheets and he's squriming and wiggling and satoru is trying Extremely Hard not to buck up into your hand and mouth as you get him off. itā€™s almost the same thing heā€™s been doing but itā€™s your hand and your warm, wet mouth so it feels sooo SOOO much better, there are tears running down his cheeks <3 your hand is sticky with his pre and loads worth of cum, and even after all this time heā€™s still not satisfied. he needs to breed someone YOU and it has to be asapā€¼ļø
so you give him permission and woah you do not know how he can hold so much cum. like at this point he should be going on empty but itā€™s like it just keeps on coming. satoru fucks into you like this will be his very last day on earth and heā€™s trying to ensure youā€™re getting pregnant. his thrusts are fast and rough and hard and his balls slap loudly against your ass every time, and heā€™s moaning and whimpering so much because this is the best relief heā€™s felt in days. he cums in you over and over and over, again and again until youā€™re gushing it down your thighs and ass and onto the bed and he literally canā€™t move anymore. the redness of his cock has gone down by a lot and satoru doesnā€™t feel nearly as horny as before. seeing you stuffed so full eases the yearning desire thatā€™s been burning within him recently, and so he can finally rest <333
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hi some of my fav puppyboy! satoru enthusiasts <3 @staryukis @teddybeartoji @lxnarphase okay luv u byeee šŸ’›
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dilf-docs Ā· 2 months ago
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Sabor A Chocolate
eddie brock x younger fem!reader
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summary: your boyfriend eddie and his symbiote pal just make sure you know how loved you are.
warnings: sfw (there's always a first), tooth rotting fluff, my attempt at comedy (less funnier than friends), age gap (blog's brand ofc), chubby!reader, she's very insecure but actually deserves the worldšŸ’”, angst, hurt/comfort, discussions of body image (neg), venom/eddie giving her the love she deserves!!!! kinda took some inspo on elefante's song by the same name of the title, set before venom 2 (not important actually)
word count: 2,580 words
side note: so i watched again venom 3 now that it's available on stream and i'm full of grief for my black little people eater alienšŸ’” anywayyyy this is a based on this request; i hope u enjoy it my lil' frien :) ALSO tysm for leaving ur message!!!!!!!!!
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It was Mrs. Chen's fault, really.
It all started with a late trip to the convinience store, which happened to be owned by one of your mother's closest friends.
Final's week was approaching, and with all the academic pressure, you tend to study until late hours, which means snack time can also end up happening in the middle of the night. Which is the reason why you're scouring through the store at 10pm, your hand occupied with some chocolates and chips to endure the rest of the study session you've got ahead.
The door makes its silly sound, announcing a new customer.
"Hey Eddie!" you hear Mrs. Chen's voice. You hide behind one of the shelves, ashamed of your aspect: one thing is a close elderly friend seeing you like this, another is a total stranger watching your final's week look: consisting of a long over-sized shirt with a washed up Welcome To San Francisco! on the front, some pajama shorts that ride up your thighs, a ponytail-bun hybrid and bare face.
"Hello, Mrs. Chen" the gravely voice returns. Oh, it's a guy: a guy with a very nice tone. You wonder if the face matches the voice, "looking good"
If possible, you get more embarrased than before. You don't usually have that much game, but if you were to get a chance, it definetely won't happen with you looking like this. You desperately want to get out, but leaving the food behind is a huge no. Also, getting out through the door without the man noticing is quite literally imposible.
She snickers, "I always look good!"
You decide to stay put until he leaves, hiding next to the chocolate shelf.
"What are you getting tonight, Eddie?" the elder woman makes a pause, "let me guess..."
You hear foot-steps against the floor, the sound growing stronger and closer. You pray to anyone out there who can hear you to stop what you think's going to happen.
"You already know what it is, Mrs. Chen" a beat, "chocolates!"
He screams first. You then scream, and then Mrs. Chen shuts you two idiots up.
"Stop shouting in my store! You'll scare possible customers"
"I'm sorry" Eddie says, then turns to you again and repeats his apology, "I'm sorry"
"I'm sorry too" you laugh, ashamed. "I didn't mean to scare you"
Now, Eddie takes in your figure better. Yes, your aspect is very poor, but it doesn't erase your beauty. He can understand: thanks to Venom, he's been sweaty and bad-looking before.
"Is everything okay?" you ask, growing a bit self conscious with the staring. It's definitely happened before, and not for good reasons.
"Yes!" he answers hastily, then coughs, rosy cheeks on display. "I'm Eddie, by the way"
"Glad we cleared that up" you chirp, almost breathing with relief on the spot, "I'm y/n!"
"Pretty name" he whistles, "pleased to see the name matches the face"
"Oh" you blush furiously. Is he being for real? This absolutely gorgeous strong older man? It's like a dream come true; maybe it is. No way a man, a good looking one on top of that, notices you, especially now that you're looking the worst possible ever.
"Are you buying or what?" Mrs. Chen pops up from behind you both. "Flirt later, after you buy. Outside"
"Geez, Mrs. Chen. I thought you were my friend" he feigs sadness, a hand over his chest. "You sure know how to kill a guy's game"
You giggle, and Mrs. Chen looks at you, then at Eddie and smiles. Ah, you know that look. God, this is about to turn very embarrassing.
"Not with y/n" she elbows your side, not so discreet. "My girl here is difficult to scare"
You turn red again. "Don't know what that says about me" then you lean closer to Eddie, whispering. He gets a whiff of the strawberry splash you put on yourself (you may look bad, but smell bad? never). "Mrs. Chen's friends with my mom, please don't listen to anything she says"
"Well, thank you, Mrs. Chen" he then looks at you and winks. He mouths an I'll help you, and you find yourself blushing for the 100th time. "Help me check this out, won't you?" he shows some chocolates. She leaves with Eddie, saying something like For your friend, right? but you're too busy thinking about how that could've gone in a more embarrassing way. The downside? She totally noticed the exchange; after the wink and asking your name part, you're positive it isn't one-sided.
"Hey, um. Y/n, right?" you nod too vigorous, like a fool. Just a name exchange and you're already this down bad? You need to stop. "Do you need help with that?" he points out the snacks that, at this point, you've already forgotten about.
"Oh! I can carry it myself" you dismiss.
"No, not that kind of help. I can see you're doing a pretty good job yourself" he gets closer, and your skin gets goosebumps at the closeness, even feeling his breathe on you. He's making you nervous just like that. "I'll pay for it"
Low husky voice whispering to you? Close proximity? And paying for your snacks at the very first meet? Is this some sort of trick or a straight out of a rom-com scenario?
You tend to more skeptical, but this guy is definitely working on you.
"C'mon. Don't leave me hanging in here, doll" he encourages, seeing your lack of motion. You blush (again) at the compliment. "Rough night?"
"Just finals" you answer while giving him your two snacks.
"Are you in college?" you nod. Then, you both walk to the entrance, where Mrs. Chen gives you with a look you try to ignore. She checks out your snacks and his chocolates. You wonder if he likes the same as yours, and why he's got so many of them. "Wow, what are you studying?"
"Journalism!" you answer a bit too excited, but God, don't you love your degree. "The reason I'm studying journalism is because I love to write. Through it, I would love to help others without a voice, you know?
"Wanna know something funny? I'm what you'd call a journalist as well"
"What?!" you shout a bit too loud, perhaps because of ease or perhaps of laugh at the timing of it all.
"Yeah! Are you from San Francisco?" he asks.
"No" you answer, confused as to where it leads. "Moved in for college"
"That explains it" he grabs the items he's just payed for, handing them back to you. "You know, I'm sort of famous around here. Ever heard of Cletus Cassidy?"
"Cactus what-?"
"Oh, Eddie" she laughs, mockingly. "Y/n here is as pretty and young as she looks. Of course she doesn't know who you are!" she snickers.
"Nevermind" he says ashamed. "Jesus, you sound more like a hater than a friend"
"It's all right!" you chime in, nervously. You're afraid you've fucked it up. "I can investigate you- oh, that sounded bad. Investigate your career, um. You know what I mean! It's kind of what I do, after all. Part, at least, of what I do"
"It's alright, doll" you could get used to this. A gravely rich voice calling you such. "No need to be nervous"
He looks thoughtful for a moment, and you start to fear your yapping or in general, the strange appeal or whatever magical reason he was interested in you, has vanished. As soon as he gets out of the store with you, fear creeps in. Is it all over? Was this a brief glimpse of what dating life is like? A chance you'll probably never get again. But then, he says:
"Can I have your number?"
"Sure!" you sound kind of glad about it, "do I put it in your phone?"
Eddie hands it to you, smiling when he sees what you've saved yourself as:
Y/n šŸ‘»šŸ«
"There you go" you say as you exit, and Mrs. Chen keeps looking through the glass. You hastily dismiss her, but you know she'll soon gush to your mother about it. "Thanks for everything"
"No problem" he winks. Oh, the nerve of this guys. "See you around, y/n. Good luck on those finals!"
You have to shut your demons for a while. Meet-cute-at-the-convenience-store guy seems to be truthful about it!
You'll just have to see how long it lasts.
Flash forward: it's lasted! Now Eddie is your boyfriend. Four months dating and you feel in heaven!
Yes, a bit of your demons have come out here and there, but Brock's been there to kiss away every single one of them. Venom too! Ah, yes: the alien symbiote that lives inside of your lover. Even he has taken to your liking! Being honest, meeting him did scare you at first; kind of a mind-blowing confession to make on your 1 month anniversary, but you soon learned surprises are a common thing if you're dating the so-called Lethal Protector. You both share chocolate filled afternoons when he takes over Eddie (he hates sharing yet let's his pal have some fun with you), watching a movie or two with his silly little comments on the background, sharing his alien-like knowledge with you (whatever that means).
So yeah, it's been a few months and you couldn't be happier!
Today, Eddie's supposed to pick you up from college. He has done so the last couple of weeks, and if you've seen people whispering behind your back, you've been smart to ignore it.
But today as you walk to your usual spot where Eddie picks you up, you hear the comments of two of your classmates (you recognize) from a class you take:
"They haven't broken up yet?" the other one laughs.
"She must've used some kind of dark magic, because there is no way that guy is with her"
"Yeah" the first one agrees, "y/n's weird just like that"
They aren't being discreet, and you start to believe they're choosing to do so, because next thing you know, they're talking about your body.
You begin growing self-conscious of your appearance: a sweater and a skirt, something Eddie loves seeing on you (he says it's easier to do stuff) but you can't help and start to feel insecure about the skin of your bare legs. You tense, tighlty grabbing the exposed flesh between your fingers, the tissue doughty under your hands. You hate yourself more often than you love, and it's harder to remember the positive side when you hear your thoughts loud in the mouth of other people.
The sound of a roaring engine cuts through the cloud of negative thoughts.
"Y/n!" you love it when he calls your name, enjoying every second of it. But now you just want to get out of here.
"Hey" you get closer to him, hoping on the bike. It's a big distance between you and the two classmates, but you still hear them say:
"It looks like a strong bike" pause. You feel sick, "I hope it won't break"
Eddie feels your arms cage him a little stronger than usual. "Hey, is everything okay?"
You hide your face against his back. "Please, let's go"
"You aren't going to say goodbye to your friends?" he looks back at the girls waving in your direction.
"Let's go!" you plead, rougher. He then realizes the girl are waving at him and not you, a flirty wink his way proving it.
Oh. He gets it now.
"Don't worry, doll" he caresses your hand. "I got you"
Then he speeds, not before making sure he leaves the girls who were harrasing you inside a cloud of smoke that makes them cough. Eddie looks back to see if you're laughing, but your face remains against his back, and he can feel his shirt start to damp.
Shit.
When you arrive at his apartment, your pace is fast, rushing through the stairs and entering his place first.
"Doll?" he calls out, but you don't answer. All he hears is small sobs, and his heart breaks. He finds you lying on his bed, your face hidden against his pillows. "Look at me, y/n"
"Y-you don't get it" you hiccup.
"I think I do" he purses his thick lips, "those girls were jealous of you"
"Jealous of me? Sure" you let out a dry laugh. "If anything, I'm jealous of them!"
He scoots closer, a hand resting on your back. "And why would you be jealous of two girls like that?"
"Because they're pretty" you confess, voice small. "Their bodies are perfect; doesn't matter if they're ugly on the inside. People mostly care about the outside"
"I see what's hapenning" he forces you to look at him, and your puffy red eyes make his chest pang. He needs you to know how beautiful you are, no matter how much you try to deny it. "You think you're ugly"
"Eddie!" you whisper-shout, alarmed.
"Hey! I never said that was my opinion" he says, tone defensive and arms raising up. "That is yours. A wrong one, by the way"
You scoff. "Yeah? why?"
You know Eddie loves you, but after today, you need to hear it.
"Because I don't like ugly people" you laugh in disbelief, "it's true! I love you because you're beautiful, in and out"
"Bullshit" you challenge, tears welling up again. You may start to see the light, but your demons come back to haunt you in whispered dark thoughts.
"You want me to list all the reasons I love you?"
You sniff. "Are there any? I mean, why are you with me, Eddie?"
No. He absolutely won't let you speak about yourself like that.
He grabs your face gently, wiping some tears. "I love you because you're the smartest, funniest, driven, most caring woman I've met, inside the hottest body of all times!" he squishes your side, and you laugh because of the ticklish sensations. "Haven't I shown you so? How much I worship it in bed? You've got to be kidding me! I wouldn't know what else to do or say to convince you of just how perfect you are!"
"Eddie..." you whimper his name out, lunging forward and enveloping him on a hug. He brushes you hair, softly.
"Listen, y/n. I understand your feelings, but it's unfair how bad you see and treat yourself. You are beautiful, no matter what anyone else says, and that's the point: beauty starts from within. It doesn't matter how many times I tell you so, because if you don't believe in yourself, it's all in vain"
"I'm sorry" you hug him tightly, "I wish I liked me more; to see me how you see me. Thanks for having patience"
"No need to thank me for anything" he assures, kissing your temple. "I don't get tired of telling you how much I like your eyes, a delicious invitation to taste you. Or your peachy skin, rosy and soft in all the perfect places. Or your chocolate heart: warm and sweet. You're bascially a ticket to heaven"
"Thanks" you whisper again, much more calm. "I love you, Eddie"
"Well, I love you too, doll"
"I love you too!" It's Venom, who appears next to Eddie. "You're the prettiest human girl I've ever met!"
"If it makes you feel better, I can eat those sluts" he offers softly, and you pet him while laughing, although Eddie rolls his eyes. The nerve of this guy.
"Seriously? Read the room budy!"
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soobnny Ā· 2 years ago
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classmate au | lee heeseung
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ā hey, iā€™ll go ahead. i have to walk (name) home. āž
HEESEUNG | jay | jake | sunghoon | sunoo | jungwon | ni-ki
lookā€¦. i know this says classmate au
BUT but but but hear me out
heā€™s your senior
maybe a year or two years older
AND heā€™s your neighbor, next door neighbor lee heeseung
do you see where iā€™m going with this
he walks you home to school every morning and every after class
your parents r also pretty close so youā€™re always hanging by each otherā€™s house
THO heā€™s more of like an unattainable senior so handsome šŸ˜žšŸ˜ž yall dont talk much when youā€™re having that little family get together
he tries talking to u tho ā€¦ but you run away pretty fast
itā€™s always that awkward sitting beside each other while your parents talk to each other
ā€¦. awkward eye contact
SO YEAH he walks you to school every morning and after class by your momā€™s request
heeseung always walks by the side of the road like the gentleman he is
will pull you by the waist when you attempt to even walk on that side so he can switch you two
and always waits for you outside your class or by the student council office to walk you home
sometimes šŸ’”šŸ’”šŸ’”šŸ’” during basketball practice ā€¦ he does that thing where he goes home ahead so he can walk u home
the moment you walk into the basketball gym, wide eyes searching for heeseung ?!
heā€™s already dismissing himself .. saying goodbye to his friends and the couch and slinging your bag on his shoulder
you think he only views you as a little sister this SUCKS !!!!!
ah you are so wrong.
oh also lee heeseung student athlete and face of the school, just thought iā€™d mention
sometimes, he even appears in your classes to assist the teacher like what CANā€™T he do
the teacher encounters some tech difficulties with the powerpoint???
ā€œhey (name), can you call heeseung?ā€
you quietly slip out of the classroom and hurry to his
(he gave you his class schedule in case you ever needed anythingā€¦ so you know where to find himā€¦)
ā€œexcuse me, mr. hwang is looking for heeseung?ā€ youā€™d tell the teacher
and their whole class would burst into SCREAMS and teasing as heeseung is pushed towards the door
ā€œhey, you okay? how was your day?ā€ heā€™d always catch up with you in that small time
dear god please have mercy.
heā€™d have a hand on the small of your waist to guide you along the hallways too
AND TUTORING
Lee Heeseung who is naturally good at everything is also smart
he tutors you at his house after class when youā€™re having a hard time
as a reward, sometimes, you guys would play video games
you ended up falling asleep at his house once and heeseung had to tell his mom to call yours so she wouldnā€™t worry
you wake up to blankets draped all over you and heeseung sleeping on the floor iā€™m so sad
karaoke is always fun in these family outings bc your family always makes you sing duets
atp you guys have every disney and broadway duets DOWN and memorized
though it does make you blush and all giggly when he makes intense eye contact while seeing to you
ā€œnow sheā€™s here, shining in the starlight. now sheā€™s here, suddenly i know. if sheā€™s here, itā€™s crystal clear, iā€™m where iā€™m meant to go.ā€
he is a fantastic singer and he makes you forget to sing your parts sometimes
ALWAYS ENDS A SONG IN A HUG while your parents violently clap in the background
during the sports festival, the teachers ltrly let him join all the sports and he just accepts šŸ˜­šŸ˜­
if heā€™s not playing, heā€™s facilitating
ā€œdo you have an event for this yearā€™s sports festival?ā€ heā€™d ask one night as heā€™s walking you home
ā€œoh no. iā€™m just joining the cheer contest with sunoo on the first day.ā€
ā€œdo you think you could cheer for me?ā€
HEā€™S ASKING YOU TO CHEER FOR HIM
of course you say yes
and his eyes are on you in every sport he plays
basketballā€¦ volleyballā€¦ badmintonā€¦ you name them all!
heā€™d look to you before serving the ball and point at you when he shoots a ball in bkb
heeseung would win every game for you
because the thrill in your smile is too wide to disappoint
and also because he has a big fat crush on you
goes to hug you after every game
ā€œmy good luck charmā€ as he liked to call you
BYEEEEEE bye leave me alone please
youā€™re HIS good luck charm
you pretend to be annoyed because heā€™s sweating so he teases you by hugging you even more
he lets you hold his spare shirt AND lets you wear his spare jersey ā€¦ā€¦
by the end of the week, he wins a shit ton of medals and a trophy for being the MVP
lets you wear some of his medals šŸ˜­šŸ˜­ honestly maybe even all of them
would come to you after the awarding and take off his medals to put it around your neck too
OBLIGATORY SPORTS FESTIVAL PICTURE WITH YOUR CRUSH
you guys hold the trophy together ā€¦ he has an arm around you ā€¦ like he ltrly has the poses thought out already
asks you to be his girlfriend on the walk back home
handcrafted you a medal already in case youā€™ll say yes
engraved on it is ā€œbest girlfriendā€
damn youā€™ve only been together like a few hours and he already awarded you best girlfriend
honestly congratulations
you bagged face of the school and student athlete senior lee heeseung
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note. credits to user @.luvknow for the layout of this post! i just thought it looked rly cute and coherent. let me know what you think! please discuss these with me iā€™m crazy
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