#and 2 is like '😏 you mean on this lap?'

[biollyante]

cockwarming but charging.

[solaireverie]

cl16 | lost in a film scene

summary: [ charles leclerc x f!actress!reader — social media au ] 

sometimes fantasy becomes real life. up-and-coming actress y/n l/n never thought she'd find love when shooting her newest movie, which incidentally involves formula 1, but charles leclerc is determined to sweep her off her feet.

— requested

faceclaim: simone ashley

author’s note: hi there!!! thanks so much for requesting ♡ idk how movies work so suspend your disbelief please lol. i hope that you enjoy this!!

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hollywoodupdates Universal Pictures has announced that yourusername will be playing Lila Gallagher, one of the main characters of a highly anticipated motorsports film that will be released next year.

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user ugh i hope they actually represent f1 properly...

↪ user i heard that some of the drivers are involved so it should be okay!! 🤞

user y/n is gorgeous as usual 😍 can't wait to see her slay this role

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yourusername monaco grand prix with slipstreammovie 🏎 ❤️🤍 glad to be back in the paddock again

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user what's charles doing in the likes 👀

↪ user he was the one who invited her lmaooo

↪ user wait fr???

↪ user yep 😂 and he still had the audacity to play coy the entire time and act surprised when he saw y/n in the ferrari garage

user i really appreciate how y/n and the rest of the slipstream are genuinely trying to learn more about f1 and motorsport, can't wait for the movie! 🙌

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user everyone say thank you to y/n for serving everywhere she goes

charles_leclerc enchanté 😉

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↪ danielricciardo that's my line???

↪ user scratch that what's charles doing in the comments 🤨

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yourusername and that's a wrap on slipstreammovie 🎬 i'm so excited for you to see the results of our blood, sweat, and tears — in theatres march 2024 🏎💨

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charles_leclerc 👏👏👏

↪ yourusername 💗

↪ user oh my god???

user can't wait 😍

jacobelordi how was karting? 😂

↪ yourusername fantastic, thanks for asking 😌

↪ charles_leclerc if you call shunting it into the walls three times in your first lap fantastic, then yes it was

↪ yourusername french gp 2022...

↪ charles_leclerc okay fine! i never said anything 🥲

↪ user i don't know what's the best part of this conversation 😂 jacob indirectly confirming that karting wasn't a slipstream cast event, which means that y/n went separately with charles, charles teasing y/n, y/n becoming a f1 nerd, or y/n being an absolute savage

user hoping she's actually dating charles omggg

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hollywoodupdates yourusername has arrived on the red carpet for the slipstreammovie premiere! It seems that she's also brought a guest in charles_leclerc, who has been rumoured to be dating the actress since they met at the 2023 Australian Grand Prix. Could this be the confirmation we've all been waiting for?

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user i mean y/n just called charles her partner while talking to an interviewer so i guess it's true 🤯

↪ user she did?

↪ user yeah! i think the quote was "i'm really happy to have my partner with me today, especially since he helped me so much with finding the nuance in my role"

↪ user the racers who are also in love 🥹 idc that y/n is only a driver in the movie she'll always be a 2-time world champion in my heart

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charles_leclerc beyond proud of you, mon amour ❤️ you'll always be p1 in my heart

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yourusername what if i'd rather be on pole position? 😏

↪ charles_leclerc there are children on instagram, y/n

↪ charles_leclerc but anything for you 😉

user I CALLED IT 🫡

user they're such a gorgeous couple 😵‍💫

user love how they're obsessed with each other... me core fr

user when's it gonna be my turn huh @ god 😒

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taglist: @scenesofobx @vellicora @boiohboii @julesbabey @flannelforthetoads

[alexa-fika]

HAHA I FOUND ITTT

Anway 😏

I love how you write mihawk with a child, but mihawk in general! But curiosity kills the cat, n I'd love to see how reader interacts with crocodile and buggy more too :0?

A/N: Here we go, absolutely love how this one turned out; Buggy is not in this one because no matter how much I think of, there is just no scenario where Buggy would be with Reader!Dracule, not because of Buggy but because there is absolutely no way Mihawk would ever leave their child with Buggy or even allow Reader to be with him without, you know, getting a Buggy-ka-bob.

Dividers by @/saradika

Sandy Bonding ( gn!dracule!reader x Crocodile)

Crocodile sat behind his desk, the usual pile of paperwork piled on his desk as he went through the bounties until he heard knocking coming from the door.

“Come in,” he grunts out.

The child slowly pushes the door open, quickly noticing the absence of their father in the room.

Crocodile looks up from his paperwork just in time to see the child entering the room. He stares at the child before turning back to the papers and speaking to them without looking up.

“Your father is on a mission for now; he will return within the next 2 days. Now say what you want”. Crocodile’s voice is sharp, his attention more focused on working than the child.

The child stays quiet, fidgeting.

Crocodile glances up from the papers to see the child still standing there, seeming to have something in their mind.

“…and?” Crocodile asks in a low, grumbling voice, expecting the child to speak

They kicked at the ground.

“The noises woke me up,” they said, referring to the carnival-like chaos Buggy had been orchestrating outside

“How troublesome,” Crocodile grunts and flexes his finger repeatedly in a ‘come here’ motion

Reader hesitates for a second but eventually runs over to him

Crocodile grabs Reader gently and places them onto his lap, just as Mihawk had yesterday.

Crocodile’s grip was soft, reminding them of Mihawk’s calm but still firm handling.

He continues calmly.

“Now. Tell me, how was Buggy being “noisy”?”

Reader shrugs

“I think he was doing a circus.”

Crocodile stares in pure disbelief and sighs, his eyes narrow as he shakes his head at the explanation.

“Are you sure you didn’t just dream it? I will turn him to crumbles,” he sneers.

“Dad says that if he’s ever in my dreams, they are nightmares.”

Crocodile remains quiet for a moment; a small smirk of amusement escapes his lips. His grip tightens a bit, and the child suddenly feels the strong pulse of his heartbeat. Crocodile’s attention returns to the child

“It’s a nightmare keeping him alive, that’s for sure.”

Reader leans back into him, fidgeting with their hands.

He hums, seeing the child becoming fidgety.

Reader squeaks as they suddenly find themselves in the air suspended by Crocodile’s sands As it threw and played around with them

Reader squeals joyously at the airborne sensation.

Crocodile raises an eyebrow as he sees the child enjoying the sensation. He continues to manipulate them by the sand and move them in circles.

Crocodile’s sand seems like it has a mind of its own as it swirls around the child, picking them up from all directions in sync without hurting them.

He chuckled, returning his attention to the stack of papers before him.

“I thought you were mean, but I really like you, Uncle Crocodile!”

Crocodile continues manipulating the sand around the child, lifting them up and pulling them back down before they even realize it. The child’s excitement is quite evident on their face, and Crocodile cannot help but chuckle.

“Do you?” he asks in a low tone. The child nods their head rapidly, causing Crocodile to chuckle again. He lifts his hand, making another “come here” motion, causing the sand to wrap around the child as he brings them level to his face.

“Why do you find me amusing?”

“Because Uncle Crocodile didn’t turn me away and reminds me of Dad. Both have a scary, grumpy face, but they care for me!”

Crocodile remains silent for a few seconds, his eyes narrowing as he thinks about what the child said. It’s rare for him to get compliments; his reaction to it is usually indifference, but somehow, this time, he doesn’t seem like he’s annoyed, nor is he trying to shrug off the comment.

He stares at the child for a few moments before finally answering.

“…Then you are welcome to see me more often.”

“Yay! So can I call you Cruncle?”

“Don’t push It, brat,” he says, manipulating the sand, turning the reader upside down, listening to their gleeful giggles as he swings them.

The cruncle nickname was a really funny reply that @littleleelee posted in response to my Uncle Crocodile idea!

[kittysarchive]

hello kitty I some how crave how is enhypen sugar daddy😭😭😭😏❤

sameeeeeee hope this satifies you!

(i only see the hyung line as sugar daddys sorry)

warnings- smut, drabble, hc, sugar daddy enhypen, sugar baby reader, age gap, power dynamics, all consent obvy

Heeseung

-he will fuck you everyday

-he just can't get enough!

-Heeseung does love to spoil you such as giving you his card, or cash, sending you on a holiday with friends or with him ;)

-But it all comes with a cost

-Thats how you got in the relationship first!

-But really it's simple, let him eat you out, give him a bj or a hj or have sex with him or a heated make out, and whatever you want is yours!

-Heeseung doesn't just want you for your body

-But that could be part of it.....

-He really does lovee you such as your fashion sense, you humour and even just your cute habits!

-But he is still a sugar addy and would want some things

-he also has an age range!

-This dude wants the 'sugar baby'

-Age gaps would be no less then 8 years i think, possibly even 10 years

Jay

-Just like Heeseung....he loves to fuck you

-However, while Heeseung fucks you then lets you get what you want

-Jay will let you get what you want then fuck you

-Not just because he trusts you, but if you run off with his money, he doesn't really care

-BECAUSE

-he's rich and has connections, you'll be giving the money back

-Moving on thooo

-I feel like while Jay loves to spoil you so much!

-I dont think he will give you his card for like a day or whatever

-Because not only is it his money, but he wanst to see you and see how happy you are

-So he'll give you his card and you can go shopping with your friends anx he'll tag along or just go with him

-So that also leads to Jay going on dates and holidays with you and buying you gifts

-But if you really want to go on an all girls trip, he'll let you

-Now about age gaps! Just like Heesueng....but bigger

-Minimin 10 years i think, no if or buts

Jake

-He strays away from the others

-Not by a lot but....

-With jay and heesueng, you either have sex and get the gift or get the gift and have sex after

-With Jake, i think he would rather have sex a few times you know?

-Not all in one day!

-But like over the week, he'll eat you out, next day you give him a bj, later that day you have sex etc

-Because not only does he now not use you for your body

-But gifting you something is more of a reward or as thx

-And he'll give you whatever you want to

-If you want to go on a trip with your friends for like 3 months.....he'll give it to you

-but know! just because he is a sugar daddy doesn't mean he is all mean and takes the daddy title seriously

-No, in fact he will still be playful

-Which is why i see him with a smaller age gap

-Not like 2 years, but the age gap wont be 10 years

-Like 6-8 would be perfect, because while you still have the sugar daddy, he doesn't feel to awkward....you know?

Sunghoon

-Kinda gives the biggest sugar daddy vibes

-Like the one where you sit on his lap while eating or out in public

-Or clearly there is an age gap between you

-Sunghoon gives me the vibe that he'll wear a suit at home, something like that idk

-But moving on

-THIS GUY WILL FALL INTO PUTTY IN YOUR HANDS IF YOU GIVE HIM A BJ

-He may act all cold and harsh on the outside

-But any blowjob you give him

-his money is all yours

-He'll eat you out, you'll give him a handjob and you'll do other sexual acts

-But bjs just hit different with Sunghoon

-It doesn't just feel nicer, but it shows the power

-As he is abover you and your all cute below him

-Oh speaking of that!

-There are big age gaps

-I keep forgetting that sugar dynamics have bug age gaps since i dont see them wanting big age gaps, but Sunghoon would

-I casually see him with a 22 year old gf while he is like 40, something like that

[storm-angel989]

Hi! Are you taking requests? If so, may I have a part 3 of Reader disobeying pls? I just finished part 2 and honestly, if I was her I’d still flinch when Valentino was around, and maybe find a way to sneak in some extra food or cash to any of his “workers”, maybe even working a little too hard as a way to distract herself from potential flashbacks. (I just want the Vees to feel regret over how they handled her behavior…😅😏)I’d really appreciate if you’d put those points in it too! God this is getting long I’m sorry! Either way, hope you’re doing well and I can’t get enough of your work!!!

I am always taking requests! And working on them. I actually had a plan to edit like six other requests I've written and instead I read your request this morning and well....the muses visit when then visit. So as with every single time I make a plan, I tossed everything I had wanted to write and edit today aside to write fourteen google doc pages to complete your request.

Oops! Hope you like it! =)

<3 Mandy

They say silence speaks volumes. 

As the third week of volleyball practice passed, I wondered if anyone in my family had gotten the message. 

Four weeks ago, desperate to try to independently earn my own money, I was inadvertently hired at one of my Uncle Valentino’s clubs. He found out, pulled me out, and I was grounded until further notice. As punishment for pretending to be at volleyball tryouts, they signed me up for eight weeks of the sport. Frustrated after the first practice, I spat out words I didn’t mean, and my family decided that it was time I learned exactly what a privileged life I led. 

It was eye opening and terrifying to see exactly what it was that my Uncle Valentino did. Although it was never outright discussed, from the morning I spent with him in his dingy hotel office, watching him process and contract souls both male and female, and the lineup I saw them go through afterwards, I came to the conclusion that sex work, drugs and Uncle Valentino went hand in hand. 

For the first time in my life, I saw the darker side of my family. The control my father, Vox had over the city in terms of technology and electricity. The hold my Aunt Velvette held over not only the fashion industry and social media- but on all goods imported and exported throughout the pride ring. And Uncle Valentino- every soul that passed through hell went through him first. In exchange for basic survival, he thrust souls into either his clubs, Velvette’s stage, or Vox’s office. He kept them hooked on the drugs he sold in exchange for their labor, for their bodies. 

After all, it took a thousand unpaid hands to run hell. 

The deeper I dug, the more afraid I became of the only people I knew as my family. I spent my study halls researching, reading blogs and articles about them. Known as the Vee’s, the three of them truly were the most powerful overlords in hell. They had their hands in and controlled everything that went on in the pride ring. Gone from my mind was the softness that I knew them for. In its place was this image of their true selves. 

Photos of Valentino with razor sharp teeth, a single one glinting gold, my father as electricity surrounded him and Velvette, surrounded by swirls of purple took the place of those memories. 

I began to dread going home, dread getting into the limo with Uncle Valentino after each practice. But there was no way out. No sneaking past him, or any of them. I was suddenly aware of just how many eyes I truly had on me every single moment of the day. It didn’t matter if my father did someday decide to inject a tracker into my skin. Not when he controlled every camera on every corner of the pride ring. 

I took to hustling from my last class of the day to the girls locker room to get ready. On the days I didn’t have practice, I found myself inadvertently taking his advice to get stronger by either working out in the school gym or swimming laps in the pool. My body was tired, but at least it gave me an excuse to be away from them. 

I took my sweet time getting dressed  and by the time the rest of the girls joined, we needed to be out on the gym floor. As always Valentino was perched up atop the bleachers, either talking on the phone or typing on his laptop. As soon as practice was done with, he met me at the locker room door to escort me out to the limo. 

“How was your day, bebita?” He would ask.

As if he actually cared. Besides, what did my day matter when he had thousands of other women's lives he was destroying? 

“Fine,” I would reply. 

Short one word responses. Answering questions as he asked, but giving no more than he demanded. I tried not to look at him, and instead kept my nose buried in whatever textbook I happened to have in my backpack that day. Three weeks. Three weeks of going through the same routine. 

Now, as I stood just around the corner from the dining room, I could hear them talking over breakfast.

“Vox, I’m worried about her,” Valentino said as he sipped his coffee. “She doesn’t speak. She goes to school, to practice or to the gym, comes home, eats dinner and goes to bed.”

“I mean, isn’t that sort of what we asked of her?” Velvette asked. “The whole point of this was to show her just how fortunate she is.”

“I’ve seen enough broken people in my life to know when something isn’t right,” Valentino retorted. “She’s quiet. She’s definitely losing weight. And she looks like she hasn’t had a good night's sleep since this whole thing began.” 

My father seemed unconcerned. “I’m sorry she had to learn the dark side of hell. I guess it’s a punch to the gut when you realize life isn’t all sunshine and butterflies. She had the privilege of living the first sixteen years of her life in blissful ignorance. Let her stew. Let her be mad. As for her body changes…” he shrugged. “She’s more active now. Hitting the gym. Playing volleyball. Losing weight is expected. She’s eating dinner with us, so I’m not worried. She’s just mad.”  

“I don’t think she’s mad, Vox,”  Valentino replied slowly. “I think she’s afraid. Of us.”

Velvette rolled her eyes. “Valentino, do you hear yourself? That’s ridiculous. She has no reason to fear us- we’re her family for christ sake we would never hurt her. She knows that.” 

“I’m just saying,” Valentino shrugged. “Maybe Vox should have a talk with her.” 

Vox sighed. “If it would make you feel better, send her up to my office when you two get home tonight, alright? We’ll have a little father daughter heart to heart.” 

Quietly, retreated to my bedroom. Discussion? No. I had read enough at this point to know that my father specialized in mind control. I didn’t want to be any part of any conversation that involved my father, or any of them for that matter. 

And worse? There was no way out of this cage they built. 

“Babydoll! Breakfast!” I heard my fathers voice call from down the hall. 

I could feel the bile rise up in the back of my throat. I swallowed it back and picked up my backpack. I had no desire to sit down and have breakfast with these…monsters. But he couldn’t know that I knew. 

“I’m not hungry,” I called back. ���I’ll eat at school!” 

I heard his heavy footsteps fall as they made their way down my hallway. I shrugged my backpack over my shoulders and pushed my bedroom door open to where my father stood on the other side, arms crossed. 

Fear wrapped around my heart as my mind flashed back to the images of him I had seen. My father. A murderer. A control freak. 

“Hey, honey? Are you feeling okay? You look a little pale.” He said as he reached his hand out as if to touch my forehead. 

I jumped back and looked away. The article said to avoid his eyes, if at all possible. 

“Yeah, I- I’m fine. I’m just running late, I’ll see you later. Bye.”

I pushed past him and hurried out towards the elevator door. 

“Practice, after school!” He yelled behind me. “Uncle Val will pick you up.”

“Got it,” I said as I stepped into the elevator. 

The school day passed too quickly. Anxiety clenched my stomach with each passing hour, making concentrating or eating next to impossible. By the time I trudged my way to practice, my head ached and my ears were ringing. I tried to ignore it and sipped on my water as I jumped into the routine. Ten laps. Stretching. Mini games. 

Maybe it was from not eating. 

Maybe it was from dehydration or lack of sleep. 

Maybe it was the anxiety from the realization that the people I loved the most in this world were not good people. 

Whatever reason it may be, I jumped to spike a ball and when I landed, a loud snap echoed through the gym. Instantly, I was on my side as pain shot through my body. 

The game came to an immediate halt. Two of my teammates helped me over to the bleachers as the coach talked to me quietly and gingerly pulled off my sock and sneaker. Dark bruises wrapped like a handprint around my ankle. I could feel Valentino’s eyes on me. When I looked up, he stood behind the crowd, concern scrawled over his features. 

Or at least, what looked like concern. He was pretty good at faking it, after all. Just like he did in his office that day. With those girls. Around me, my teammates fawned. 

“I’m fine,” I said through gritted teeth.

“You’re not. Rosa, go grab her backpack,” the coach replied and waved towards one of my teammates. “You’re going to have to get this looked at,”  She turned to look at Valentino. “Do you want me to call an ambulance or…”

“We can take care of it privately,” he replied calmly as he slid his arm under mine. “Lean on me, Bebita…”

“No,” I said sharply.

He gave me a quizzical expression. 

“No..I, I just need my backpack. And maybe my teammates can help me. Uncle Val, can you just have the limo pull around the front?” I said quickly.

He eyed me but took the backpack from my teammates hands and walked ahead of us as two of the other girls slipped their arms under me. Together, we hobbled our way out the front door and Valentino waited as I carefully got into the limo.

“I’ll be okay, I promise,” I told them before Valentino got in. “I’ll text you tonight.”

The second the door closed, I scooted as far away from Valentino as I could. Now that I was out of everyone's sight, the pain radiated through my ankle at full force. 

“Put your leg up on the seat, let me take a look,” Valentino said gently. 

“No, keep your hands off me,” I snarled as I pressed further away from him. “I’m fine. Just give me an ice pack. I have the gym tomorrow and practice on Wednesday. I’m fine.” 

“Honey, that ankle looks broken,” he said softly. “This punishment isn’t…”

“You’ve made it very clear what you’re capable of, don’t fucking touch me,” I snapped. 

To my suprise, he pulled away. 

“At least put it up on the seat. Elevation, until we see the doctor,” he replied. “I’m calling your dad now.”

“Don’t bother, I’m fine.”

He didn’t answer. As soon as the limo stopped, he lifted up my backpack and offered his arm. 

“You can’t walk on that,” he said quietly. “Please let me help you.” 

“I’m fine,” I replied as I stepped out good foot first. 

Pain shot through me the second I tried to put weight on it and to my dismay, I felt Valentino’s arm under me. Without a choice, I leaned on him as we walked into the V tower. 

“I’m not going to hurt you,” he said with a little more firmness. “We’re going upstairs to the nurses office and…”

“I’ll pass on going into your studio,” I snapped as the elevator door opened. “Just leave me alone.”

“Hey, what’s going on here?” My father asked as he stepped out of the elevator. “Val, why aren't you carrying her? If it's broken, she shouldn’t be walking on it.”

“She wouldn’t let me,” Valentino replied sharply. 

“Enough of this crap,” Vox hissed with a roll of his eyes. “Since when do you let your teenaged niece boss you around?” 

He walked to the other side of me and slid his arm under mine. 

“No, Dad. Don’t! Let me be, please!” I begged. 

“You’re hurt. Why are you acting like this? Why won’t you let us help you?” He demanded as he lifted me up into his arms. 

I closed my eyes tightly. I felt him move and heard the elevator door close. 

“Reader? What are you doing?” He asked. For the first time, I heard concern in his tone. “Why are your eyes shut like that?”

I didn’t answer. 

“I told you..” Valentino said softly with a sign. 

“I asked you a question,” Vox said as the elevator door pinged again. “Reader. Answer me. Your Uncle Val seems to think you’re afraid of him. Afraid of me. Is that true?”

I didn’t answer and instead kept my eyes tightly closed. The familiar scent of strawberries filled my nose, but instead of the usual comfort, all I could feel was fear. Each step he took brought me closer to where I was sure I would be drugged, sure I would be hypnotized, sure I would be forced into…

My thoughts were interrupted as I felt my father lay me down on one of the beds. I heard the curtain pull shut and footsteps walk away.  I opened my eyes ever so slightly. Sure enough, the familiar bright lights shone back at me. I was in the nurse's office in Valentino’s studio. 

And I was alone. 

I pushed myself upright and assessed myself. Every part of me ached and my ankle throbbed painfully. Tears welled up in my eyes, tears and I tried to bite them back. The sound of the curtain being pulled back and I shut my eyes tightly. 

“Would it make you feel better if you got a little honesty?” My Aunt Velvette’s voice floated across the room. “Don’t worry. Both your Dad and Uncle Valentino are talking to the doctor. It’s just us.”

“You guys are monsters, why should I trust any of you?” The words came out of my mouth before I could stop them. “You lied to me my entire life, you…”

“That’s a bit harsh, don’t you think?” Velvette perched herself on the edge of the bed. “Sweetheart, we live in hell. The people who come through…”

“Don’t deserve to be sold as sex slaves,” I said angrily. “Or forced to work as models, or stuck under hypnosis by my Dad or…”

“Is that what you think we do? Where do you get your information from?” She asked with amusement. “Not for nothing, but there are a few things wrong with your theory.”

“Oh, so Uncle Valentino isn’t in the sex business? He doesn’t sell drugs? You don’t control the product distribution and my father doesn’t control every single bit of technology and electricity that exists in the pride ring?” I said as I pushed myself more upright. 

“No, those things are true. And what we do at its core is probably more wrong than right. But we’re not monsters. Valentino isn’t selling these women- his contract provides an out. A consent clause. I could choose to cut off production and supplies at any given point. But I don’t. And your father…well, your father wouldn’t use his powers on you unless the circumstances were extreme. And I do mean extreme,” Velvette said softly. “And none of us would intentionally hurt you.”

I felt my anger grow. “You decided that because I wanted to make my own money…”

“No,” she cut me off. “That wasn’t why you got in trouble to begin with. You got in trouble because you lied to us, took your tracker off and decided to go work in a sex club. And yes, we enrolled you in volleyball and yes, you made a snarky comment that scared the shit out of Valentino. I’m not saying how he and your father reacted was right, but I am telling you they love you dearly.” She leaned forward, “someday you too will be an overlord in hell. Someday you too will have the responsibility to these souls that we have. It’s not going to be perfect. And it’s not always going to be right- we live in hell, sweetheart. Handling the darkness is part of what we do.”

I was quiet as I considered her words. A few moments later, the doctor walked in, followed by Vox and Valentino. Velvette stood up and the doctor looked over my ankle. 

One x-ray later, a broken ankle was the diagnosis and an orthopedic specialist was on his way.

“Sweetheart, when was the last time you drank anything?” Vox asked as the nurse looked over my veins.

I stayed quiet as the nurse wiped the crook of my arm. Normally, Uncle Valentino would be the one to put an IV in. But now that I knew why he was so damn good at it, I didn’t want his hands anywhere near me. 

“I’m going to try to do this in one shot, but your veins are pretty small,” she told me. 

I winced as she stuck and restuck me. The third time she pulled the needle out, I burst into tears. 

“No more, I can do it without pain meds, I swear!” I sobbed. “Please, just stop.” 

Valentino handed me a tissue and gave the nurse a writhing look. 

“Leave it,” he growled. “You’re done. Either get someone competent or…”

“Uncle Val, stop. It isn’t her fault! I’m the idiot who didn’t drink all day!” I sobbed. “Just stop!” 

He reached forward as if to take my hand but seemed to think better of it. 

“Show me your arms, bebita. Please?” He asked quietly. 

Hesitantly, I showed him both my arms and he carefully studied the veins. 

“I can probably stick you, if will you let me?” He asked softly. “Please, conejito. You don’t want him to set it without some sort of relief. It isn’t good for your body to be under that much strain.” 

I closed my eyes. The pain was increasing with each passing moment. He was right- I couldn’t take much more of this. Ever so slightly, I nodded my consent. 

True to his word, a single pinch later and I could feel the cold saline seeping into my veins and the pain slowly eased up. Nausea washed over me and the bile from earlier crept back up my throat. I felt my father’s hands pull my hair back and Valentino shoved a bin onto my lap. I coughed as I emptied what little was in my stomach into the basin. 

“You’ve been pushing yourself too hard,” Vox said as he braided my hair back. “I knew you didn’t look good this morning.” 

“I just didn’t have time to eat today,” I whispered. “It’s fine, I’m fine.” 

Valentino visibly bristled. “You are very much not fine. You…” He let his voice trail off and instead brushed the hair out of my face. “I’ll get the nurse to give you something for the nausea. After that, if I get you saltines, will you eat them? Maybe drink some apple juice or ginger ale?”

I shook my head no. “I’d rather have an apple or fruit or something. And water.”

“Not on a sick tummy, crackers or dry cheerios,” Velvette interjected with a shake of her head. “You don’t do well with anything else.” 

Defeated, I closed my eyes as I listened to both their footsteps walk away. How was it that these three, that all I read about them, all that I knew…were tending to me so carefully? That the same man who sized demons up and down, sold drugs and made a deal for their soul would ever so carefully slip a needle into my arm? That my father, the overlord of technology, would hold my hair back as I got sick? I couldn’t wrap my head around it, around the stark difference between the demons I grew up with and what I saw in Valentino’s office. The demons who were in the hospital room with me now, and the ones I read about on the internet. 

“The nurse is coming by with zofran,” Valentino said as he pushed the curtain back. “It will help settle your tummy. Velvette went upstairs to grab you something to nibble on.” 

“I don’t get it,” I said softly. 

“What don’t you get?” Vox asked. 

I hesitated. At that moment, the nurse came in and Valentino plucked the vial from her hands. She set a cup of apple juice on the table and he shooed her away. 

“Just for the nausea,” he explained as he injected the line. As soon as it was in, he picked up the cup of juice and lifted the straw to my lips. “Sip, then talk to us. “We’ve always had an open discussion in this family. What’s bothering you so much?”

I took a sip of juice and swallowed. “You, and Dad and Auntie Velvette, what you do is just wrong,” I said finally. “You hurt people, you punish people, you…Dad, you use mind control to literally take over companies, Uncle Valentino you sell drugs and Auntie Velvette she…she literally ruins people’s lives on social media and decides when and where there will be supply shortages and it isn’t okay! And then you turn around and treat each other and me like…like this!” 

“Woah, woah woah,” Vox said softly. “Where did you learn all that?”

Valentino crossed his arms and gave Vox a ticked off look. “What did I tell you? She should have never gone with me. I told you, I fucking told you!”

“Damn it Valentino, calm down. She was bound to find out the truth sooner or later. Now it’s up to us to sort fact from fiction,” Velvette said as she pushed the curtain back. She pressed a bag of cheerios into my hand, “here. Nibble on these.” 

“I don’t want to,” I said as I rubbed my eyes. “I…”

“You need to get something in your tummy, otherwise you won’t feel better,” Vox said, “Just a little. And listen to what we have to say, okay? Can you agree to that?”

Without seeing any other option, I nodded and put a cheerio in my mouth. My father looked to Valentino and Velvette.

“We..shouldn’t have introduced you to our work lives that way. I shouldn’t have made you…I should have done things differently, I’m sorry.” Vox said quietly. “You didn’t need to see your Uncle Valentino in that role. I wish I could take it back.”

“You’re not going to hypnotize me, are you? Make me forget?” I asked fearfully. “Daddy, I…”

“No, no no…no. Absolutely not,” he replied quickly. “No. You're my daughter and I wouldn’t do that to you. Not now, not ever.”

“So it is true. You can do that. I mean, I always sort of knew what you three were. Sort of knew you were hot shot overlords, but I didn’t realize that…how bad you…” 

Vox held up his hand. “The things we do, we do them because that is our job. We do our best to balance the good and bad in hell. We’re not without compassion, but we have a job to do. A job that provides housing, food, clothing, basic necessities to both hellborn and fallen. There are downsides to things and maybe, maybe when you’re a little older you’ll have different ideas, ways to do things better. But for now, this is our job.” He swallowed. “My mistake was trying to teach you a lesson, and mixing the life we’ve built at home with the businesses we run each day. I shouldn’t have done that.”

“I hate that I made you so afraid,” Valentino added quietly as he sat down on the bed next to me. “Princessa, you are my little girl. You always have been. I don’t want you to flinch away in fear. I’m sorry for what you saw. And I’m sorry I frightened you so, so badly. How can I show you I’m not…how can I show you you don’t need to fear me?” 

I swallowed. “Uncle Valentino, let me…I want to be more involved in this business. I want to learn the process myself, understand it for myself.” 

The three of them exchanged glances. Hesitantly, I saw my father nod. 

“Alright, fine. We…we can do that. But not just Uncle Valentino’s responsibilities. All of ours. And…” he sighed. “And I’m going to put you on the payroll. Checks deposited into a private account with just your name on it. That’s what started this entire thing anyway, isn’t it?” 

“Dad, why do you look so upset? Shouldn’t you be thrilled that…”

“Thrilled?” Emotions rushed across Vox’s face, a mix of pain and sadness.  “You think I’m happy knowing we made you so afraid, so terrified of us? I worked so hard- we worked so hard so that you could have a normal childhood- a life without care, without worry. I wanted you to not have to go through the struggles we went through when we were sixteen, I wanted you to enjoy…I wanted you to enjoy being sixteen.” 

For the first time in my life, I saw my father looked defeated. 

“You know, she doesn’t have to give up being sixteen,” Velvette said as she put her hand on Vox’s shoulder. “We can start to introduce her to the family business and let her enjoy school and let her do all the stuff we didn’t get the chance to do.”

“She’s still your ninita, and you’re still her Papito,” Valentino added. “Besides, we’ve always had an open door policy.” 

“Daddy, what was your childhood like? Auntie Vel, Uncle Val I…”

At that moment the next doctor walked into the room. I groaned inwardly as he introduced himself to the adults in the room. 

“You’re a lucky girl,” he told me as he hung my x-rays. “You missed requiring surgery, but setting it will be painful. I’m going to have the nurse give you a dose of something extra strong so you don’t feel anything.” 

“Just, just give the vials to my Uncle Valentino, he can do it,” I said hesitantly. 

“You sure, bebita?” Valentino asked as the nurse brought over the supplies. 

I nodded and watched him wash his hands and pull on gloves for the second time that day. “What..will you tell me what you’re giving me?”

I saw his expression soften. 

“Of course, bebita,this first one is for pain,” he said soothingly as he uncapped the vial and slowly pushed down on the plunger. “Now before I give you the next, tell your Dad what color you want your cast. You can have any two colors you choose.”

“Purple and red?” I asked hopefully as I looked at him.

“Whatever you want, sweetheart,” Vox assured me. He sat down on the bed next to me, took my hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. “I love you.”

“I love you too Daddy.”

“This next one is going to make you not care about what the doctor is doing or anything else that happens for the next few hours,” Valentino continued. “Once this is in your bloodstream, you’re going to feel a little sleepy. Just relax, when the doctor is done we’ll bring you upstairs to your own bed, okay?” 

Velvette perched herself on the bed next to my father and patted my uninjured leg. “Don’t worry sweetheart, once we get you all patched up we’ll make a plan. No more secrets, okay?”

I nodded and let the drug Valentino pushed into my body start to work. True to his word, I wasn’t exactly sleeping, but I certainly didn’t care too much about what the doctor was doing. The next thing I knew, I was snuggled into my own bed with my father sitting next to me. 

“Sleep, babygirl,” he said softly. “We’ll talk more in the morning. I promise.”

I felt my eyelids grow heavy. Maybe I could trust them after all. 

[rhey-007]

𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭

Daniel Ricciardo x Kubica!reader

•| social media au

Summary: Although you and Daniel swear you're just best friends, your Instagrams say otherwise and fans know better.

A/N: It's the first time I write a social media au so it might be wonky, but I tried my best. It's a little short though. Also I thought I could make the reader Robert Kubica's sister cause why not 🤷‍♀️ (He's a Polish driver who was driving for Alfa Romeo in 2021 and winner of GP Canada 2008,BMW Sauber), which makes the reader Polish (slavic). This fic will also be continued later 🤭

Part 2

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TWITTER

•user1

I don't want to believe they're JUST friends

•user2

I know right???

•danielricciardo

👀🤭

→ •user1

NOOOO

→ •user5

is this foreshadowing???

•user3

they're so cute together enugvjuvbgdvi

•user4

I want them to be together 😭

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INSTAGRAM

•danielricciardo

liked by y/n._.kubica., robertkubica_real, and 236,258 others

tagged: y/n._.kubica.

•danielricciardo: Polish breakfasts are the best! 😍

•user1: why does that look like y/n granny's house???

•y/n._.kubica.: grandma said you're her fav grandkid 🤭 WHAT ABOUT ME!? 😭💔

→ •user2: HE WAS IN POLLAND????

→ •robertkubica_real: AND WHAT ABOUT ME???!💔

→ •user3: he met granny Kubica??? DREAM!

→ •user5: and she called him a fav grandkid!!!

•user4: not only cute as hell but also can cook 😍

•pierregasly: why didn't you take me too??! 😭

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INSTAGRAM

•danielricciardo

liked by pierregasly, maxverstappen1, and 209,177 others

tagged: y/n._.kubica.

•danielricciardo: dinner time! 💞

•user6: They have to be together! •y/n._.kubica. EXPLAIN!

→ •y/n._.kubica.: 👉👈

→ •user7: why won't you just say it already??!!

•maxverstappen1: Daniel in a suit? •y/n._.kubica. how did you do that???

•pierregasly: uuuu randez-vous with •y/n._.kubica.? 😏😎

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INSTAGRAM

•robertkubica_real

liked by y/n._.kubica., and 15,671 others

tagged: danielricciardo

•robertkubica_real: happy birthday man! couldn't wish for a better brother!

•user8: brother? he a brother already and we know nothin?!

•danielricciardo: thanks brother!!!

•user9: •y/n._.kubica. you better maxplain!

•landonorris: why was I not invited to the Wedding???

→ •danielricciardo: there was no wedding dummy... Not yet 👀

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"Should we tell them already? "

You asked looking up at Daniel. You sat on his lap, snuggled against his chest while reading comments and blogs about you two for the past hour.

Daniel took a sip of his Heineken and changed the TV channel before responding.

"They already know"

Rolling your eyes you couldn't help a soft smile. He was right, everyone already knew about you even though your relationship wasn't official.

"Oh you know what I mean! "

You softly hit his chest which made him look down at you with a mischievous smile on his face.

"Naaah... Let them suffer a little more~"

His words made you chuckle. Well, then your fans had to wait...

[whoisneo404]

i have a request if you’re taking them. nick and his bf have been together for a while and are about to have sex for the first time, but bf is nervous because they’re a virgin or just less experienced and it’s all cute but hot at the same time 😏💖

Romantic night.

Summary: you and (bf) Nick have been together for a while, one night while watching a movie at your house things get side tracked and start to heat up. You have never done anything more than kissing and a bit of touching so you are a bit nervous, lucky you that Nick is here to calm you down and teach you everything he knows.

Tw: nsfw, cursing.

Note: I tried to make neutral body parts so everyone can enjoy this. But idk if it’s the best.

Note 2: reader is bottom.

‘’Come on, pay attention.’’ Nick whines as he points to the screen with one hand, his other hand is resting on my shoulder, we are cuddling n my living as we watch k-12 for the 6th time.

‘’We have seen this movie like 10 times, can’t we watch another?’’ I look at him and he pouts. ‘’All right, we’ll watch I’ll pick the movie we see after.’’ He nods and kisses my cheek.

‘’You know what I have been thinking about recently?’’ he says looking at the screen.

‘’No idea, tell me.’’

‘’I was thinking about how you haven’t kissed me today.’’

‘’What do you mean? I gave you a kiss when you arrived.’’ I lower the volume of the tv a bit and sit facing him, he does the same.

‘’Yeah, but it was on the cheek. You know I need more than that, I need your kisses, kiss me.’’ He says while pouting and laughing at himself.

‘’All right, all right. Come here.’’ I say as I crawl closer to him, sitting on his left leg and grabbing his face with both hands. ‘’God, you are so needy.’’ His arms wrap around my waist and pulls me closer to him.

‘’I am, and you love it.’’

He leans in, giving me pecks on my lips, cheeks and nose, I chuckle and I feel his smile against my skin. I kiss his lips, what started as a romantic and tender kiss turned into a more passionate one, our mouth moving in sync. I feel him adjust himself on the couch, grabbing one of my legs making me sit fully on his lap. My hands are on his chest, caressing it, drawing small figures here and there. His hands wondering from my hips to my thighs, up and down, again and again. The room starts to get hot, filled with the wet sounds of our kisses and the music from the movie that was playing on the background. I feel Nicks hips move, I let out a moan against his lips and surprised by it I back up and cover my red face with both of my hands.

‘’Hey, are you okay?’’ Nick grabs my waist and rubs it to soothe me. I nod. ‘’What happened?’’

‘’I just have never… you know, done it.’’ Nick grabs my hands and pulls them down slowly.

‘’It’s okay, if you don’t want to, we don’t have to do anything.’’

‘’No, I want to. I’m just nervous.’’ I look down at his chest, I see it going up and down unevenly.

‘’That’s normal, love. I’m here, I’ll be as patient and as slow as you need me to.’’ He kisses my cheek. ‘’If you ever want me to stop, just tell me.’’ I nod and he gently lays me down on the couch.

Nick is now on top of me, his one hand on my waist the other on my cheek, kissing me, whispering sweet nothings on my ear.

‘’Can I take your shirt off?’’ I nod, and help him take it off.

He leans in, groping my legs making them wrap around his waist. He kisses me roughly yet lovingly; his hips start grinding and humping against mine. His groans and our moans muffled by our kisses. One of my hands is grabbing his shirt pulling him as close as I can, the other is playing and pulling his hair, I feel myself getting lost in the moment.

‘’I need you.’’

‘’What was that, baby?’’ His voice is low, it sends shivers down my spine. My hips moving with his wanting more friction and pleasure.

‘’Please, I’m ready. I need you Nick, please.’’ My hands are nor covering my blushing face, his face is red too, I see his messy hair and his shirt filled with wrinkles, he looks so hot.

‘’As you wish.’’

Nick takes off my sweatpants, leaving me in only my boxers. I reach out to help him unbuckle his jeans, but he grabs my hands.

‘’Wait, just a second.’’ He stands up and grabs his backpack which was near the coffee table, he searches inside and takes out a pack of condoms, with a blush on his face he speaks. ‘’I… don’t think bad about this, it was Chris, he gave it to me after dropping me off with Matt, and they insisted and I-…’’ he was rambling, I could tell he is very nervous.

‘’Hey, it’s okay. It’s okay.’’ Nick bites his lip and lets out a short laugh.

‘’Okay. All right.’’

Nick makes his way on top of me again, putting the tiny box near his reach. He leans down, kissing me gently, one hand on my face the other struggling with his pants, once again I reach down to help him, this time he lets me help. After many breathtaking kisses Nick takes off his jeans.

I can feel him, so close, so romantic and hot. Our breaths are unsteady, our moans filling the room. His mouth is on my neck leaving bruises and hickeys everywhere, his hands slowly sliding down my body, stopping at the hem of my boxers. He stops, looking up at me with a ‘’can I?’’ in his eyes, I just nod and he takes them off.

‘’Okay, if you ever wanna stop, just tell me. We’ll go slow.’’ He reassures me and kisses my cheek. I just nod, shy because of the situation.

He slides down his boxers but doesn’t take them off. He grabs my hand and wraps it around his dick, moving it up and down. I see him bit his lips and let out a deep groan. He stops moving my hand but I don’t stop moving my hand.

‘’Okay, that’s enough.’’ He whines out. ‘’Now we have to focus on you, okay? Just stay relaxed, it won’t hurt. Open up, please.’’ Two of his fingers make their way into my mouth, I start to suck on them for a while. He slides them off and puts them near my entrance. ‘’Okay baby, take deep breathes for me. Just relax.’’ He slides one finger in. ‘’That’s it, good boy.’’ He pumps hi finger in and out, and then the second finger slides in, moans slip out my mouth while he whispers praises into my ear. After lots of kisses, moans, and praises he asks ‘’you think you can take me now?’’

‘’Yes, yes I can.’’

‘’All right, relax.’’ I feel it slide in, my back arches as I let out a chocked moan, he kisses me lovingly. ‘’It’s okay, I won’t move yet, tell me when to.’’ I grab his face, kissing him, deeply, with all the care and love I can express in one kiss, it’s a long kiss, one of his hands caressing my head, the other rubbing my waist.

‘’You can move, please, move.’’

He does, he moves, at first painfully slow. Later he finds a pace we both enjoy, our faces red, music in the background, moans and smacking filling the room. I feel my body twitch and squirm.

‘’Fuck, I’m close.’’ Nick moans. I feel it in my stomach, that familiar sensation that I have only experienced alone. I let out a whine, finishing all over our bodies. ‘’Shit.’’ His thrusts speed up and stop fast. His chest goes up and down unevenly and my brain is still dizzy. He leans in and we share one last passionate kiss, I feel him pull out.

‘’I love you.’’ I whisper against his lips.

‘’I love you more.’’ He whispers back. ‘’I’ll get us cleaned up, and I’ll bring you a snack, stay there, baby.’’ He kisses my cheek and starts walking to the bathroom.

‘’White Chicks.’’

‘’What, baby?’’

‘’I want to watch white chicks.’’ He laughs, and gives me the sweetest smile.

‘’As you wish baby.’’

i hope you like this, i feel like i could improve my "spicy" writing a lot, im not very good at it. but i hope you all enjoyed this.

take care and be kind.

[chrissturniolosbitch]

fic idea !!

reader thinks chris is cheating in her but finds out he isn’t, then he comforts her and makes it up to her😏😏😏😏😏

YOURS TRULY

a/n: this was requested by my baby KATIEEE

summary: y/n thinks chris is cheating on her but when she finds out he isn't then he makes it up to her.

warnings: hate, angst, smutty smut, language, and sex.

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Chris has always told me to ignore the hate comments, and his fans that 'dont like me.'

He tells me that there just 'jealous' and that 'they want to be you.'

I never felt this way tho.

Yesterday nick asked me if i wanted to be in this fridays instagram photo dump, "sure!" i said happily.

tonight I was going through the comments that we posted on the insta post. I scrolled the whole way down.

'why the fuck is she here?'

'shes tryna steal my man huh?'

none of these comments bothered me alot, but there was on particular comment that really got to me...

'i hope she knows chris is cheating on her ugly ass🤣'

8,391 likes?

'i knew he was cheating on me.' i thought to myself. God im so fucking stupid. I shouldve known.

Why would a man like chris want to be with a girl like me y/n?

tears started to form in my eyes, and my throat started hurting.

I got up from the couch, and started to walk down the steps to chris' room.

When i got there i knocked on the door, "come in!" he yelled loud enough for me to here. I opened the door and the tears from my eyes started falling.

"Baby?" he said getting up from his bed running over to me, "whats wrong y/n? talk to me mama?" he said caressing my cheek, and grabbing my jaw forcing me to look at him, "a-are you cheating on me chris?" i said hesitant.

He looked at me for a good 10 seconds before he started speaking, "why would you ever think that y/n." he said furrowing his brows. More tears started falling down my cheeks.

chris finally put 2-and-2 together.

"you fucking believe them?" he said chuckling at his remark, "w-what?" i said looking up at him wiping the tears fron my face, "you believe those bitch ass kids in our comment section?" he said pulling me to his bed, sitting me down.

"no chris, i mean. Yes?" i said playing with the rings on my fingers, "here" he said handing me his phone. I looked up at him confused.

"cmon take it" he said waving his phone at me.I grabbed his phone, and looked back up at him.

i already knew the password so I opened it, and started going through his stuff.

messages✅

snap✅

instagram✅

photos✅

I shut his phone off, and looked up at him. He had one hand on his hip with a smug look on his face, "see baby. Youre the only girl i want." he said smiling at me.

I starting laughing at chris, and myself. Why would i believe anything his 'fans' say half of them fantasize about him anyways?

"c'mere" he said laying down beside me practically in the middle of the bed patting his lap. I turned over and straddled him.

"let me make it up to you." he said flipping us over. I felt the familiar heat start to grow in between my legs, "lets get to work then" i said. As soon as those words left my mouth he started kissing me

When he got down my neck, and too my chest he tugged at my shirt. I nooded. He pulled my shirt off, "no bra huh?" he said smirking. I shook my head giggling at his comments.

He started kissing my chest grabbing my left boob, taking my nipple into his mouth, i moaned loudly at his action. He suddenly put his hand over my face detaching his mouth from my tit, "shh baby, you dont want anyone to hear us." he said reattaching himself to me.

I nodded and closed my eyes.

He moved over to my right boob and showed it the same amount of love he showed the other.

moving on from my chest, down my stomach causing butterflies to float in it, and to my aching heat.

"may i?" he said looking at me with doe eyes, "please chris, fuck" I said bucking up my hips waiting impatiently for him to touch me.

He pulled my pants, and lace white panties off in one swift moment I shivered at the cold touch on my now bare body.

Chris immediately started eating me out like i was his last meal. I arched my back, and dug my hands in his hair moaning quietly, he groaned at my taste, "fuck mama you tase so good" he said diving back in for more.

He started tongue fucking me, swirling his tongue around my clit, and folds.

I felt a familiar knot forming in my stomach, "chris im gonna- fuck im gonna cum" i said pulling harder on his hair, "go ahead baby, cum on my face." he said circling his tongue faster than ever over me.

waves of pleasure washing over me. The knot in my stomach begging to be untied.

Chris sure did know how to work his tongue because in one swift moment i was releasing all over chris' face, and tongue.

"fuck baby" he said as he began licking my cunt clean, i bucked my hips at the sensitivity, "i know baby im sorry" he said as he ran to the bathroom grabbing a wash cloth.

He started wiping me up. When he was done he grabbed me panties, and a fresh love crewneck to put on.

"baby" i said tired, "i wanna make you feel good too." i said as my eyes starting closing, "theres always tomorrow" he said chuckling, as he layed beside me, "plus tonight was supposed to be for you my love" he kissed my cheek, and lips.

"thank you chris, for always making me feel good. Not just sexually" he laughed at my statement, "but mentally. You mean so much to me baby i love you." i said giggling at him.

"thats what im here for right" he pulled me into him spooning me.

We kissed on last time before we fell asleep.

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rq by: ( @kvtie444 )

[unkownbee]

Hamliza Wedding Anniversary Quotes: Part 2 ✨✨

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Alexander: Are you an F5 key? Because that ass is refreshing.

Eliza, looking up from the floor where she's playing dolls with baby Angie: Are you a software update? Because not right now.

(She's having play time with the kiddies)

Alexander: Surgery is basically just stabbing someone to life.

Eliza: Please never become a surgeon.

(He would say this. That is an irrefutable fact)

Eliza: Come on Alexander, do it for our marriage. You can't put a price on that.

Alexander: Yes I can, dear. Fifty dollars.

(He's joking, btw. He'd do anything for her. Except take care of himself and have a proper sleep schedule)

Eliza, near tears: Please, Alexander, I don’t speak meme! I don't know what a 'yeet' is!

(This one is just poor sillies and I'm all here for it)

Eliza: You’re an idiot.

Alexander, looking smug and extremely proud of himself: That’s the charm.

Eliza: ...

Eliza: I can't say that that's untrue-

(And she fell for it. She fell for his idiotic charm)

Alexander: Eliza is playing hard to get.

Alexander: Little does she know, I'm a master at playing hard to get rid of.

(You silly little insomniac, you. Why would she ever even want to get rid of you? <3)

Alexander: *Walks to cabinet, removes oreo box, takes half a sleeve, throws empty box out.* Hi, Liza!

Eliza: Hey- what are you doing-?

Alexander, shoving an oreo into his mouth: I am saving space :D

(I love him so much)

Alexander: Did you know you remind me of all 26 letters of the alphabet?

Eliza: What? Like J F K W S Q X-

Alexander: No, like, U R A Q T.

Eliza: Awwww!

(He got that Alphabet Rizz 😏)

Alexander: Dude-

Eliza: No, no, hold up, rewind.

Eliza: My tongue was down in your throat just a second ago and now you're calling me dude??

(Eliza is genuinely baffled)

Alexander: Talk dirty to me, baby~

Eliza: The dishes.

Alexander: Wh-

Eliza: They’ve been there for 4 days and it’s your turn to wash them. You still haven’t cleaned them and I have asked you to do so several times.

(When your wife is tired of your bs and reminding you to do your chores)

Eliza: I have feelings for you.

Alexander: Why? What's wrong with you? Are you sure you're okay?

Eliza: We should be partners.

Alexander: You mean like, partners in crime?

Eliza: Yeah... that’s precisely what I meant.

(Don't worry, guys. He's just a little clueless sometimes. He's just a silly little dense guy 😁)

Eliza: Alexander, how could you possibly have gotten into this much trouble in one day?

Alexander: It... It didn't take me the whole day...

(This is so him)

Eliza: Did it hurt when you fell-

Alexander: From heaven? Wow, I didn’t think you were such a flirt-

Eliza: No, I meant when you fell down the stairs.

Alexander: ...

Eliza: You just laid there for 15 minutes.

Alexander: Can you cut me some slack, Eliza? I’m sort of in love.

Eliza: I’m sorry, but that’s really not my problem.

Alexander: I’m in love with you.

Eliza: *Blushes.* Oh. That brings me in the loop a little.

*Alexander and Eliza are in Paris.*

Alexander: I'm...moved. I...I don't know what it is I'm feeling right now. I feel...destiny?

Eliza: But...

Alexander: I don't know what it is. I feel like... I just never thought I'd see it with my own two eyes. And here it is. It's just there. It's right in front of me, and...

Eliza: This is what you wanted to see? The bridge from Inception?

Alexander: Yeah.

Eliza: But the Eiffel Tower is behind us, babe.

Alexander: Yeah, but this is the bridge FROM INCEPTION.

Eliza: Okay, alright.

(She finds his dorkiness and excitement adorable 😁🥰✨)

Alexander: Relationships should be 50/50. Eliza cooks us dinner while I sit on the kitchen counter looking pretty.

Alexander, throwing his head into Eliza's lap: Tell me I'm pretty!

Eliza, lovingly stroking his hair: You're pretty annoying, that's what you are.

Eliza: Just a minute. I need to go take out the trash.

Alexander: Oh. We're going out?

Eliza: Wh...

(She sits him down and gives him a lecture on why he's wonderful and an amazing person the way he is)

Eliza: I owe you one.

Alexander: That’s ok. You can just date me and we’ll call it even.

[skywarpie]

From the smut prompt list no. 2:

#1 with Copia, Cirrus, and Cumulus. Copia doing the crying

Pleaaaaaase? 🥺👉👈

Smut prompts

1) overwhelmed, but happy crying during sex

2) crying crying during sex that leads to a pause or early end to comfort and take care of whatever emotions bubbled over

You got it 😏

Copia is bent over the table, face pressed against the hard surface of the wood. Behind him, Cirrus lazily thrusts into him with her strap. She purs when she sees the way her cock sinks into the man below her, much like he was made solely for that. She makes sure to let him know that.

"So good for me." She lays flatly against his back. Her hard nipples grazing his spine as she tucks his hair behind his ear.

Cumulus rests under the table. She's on her knees with Copia's cock halfway down her throat. She hums as his hips stutter. She takes the opportunity to pop off of him, jerking his cock with one hand while the other fondles and plays with his balls.

The room is quiet save for the sound of skin on skin and Copia's small whimpers.

Tears trickle down his face as he tries to focus on the pleasure he's receiving. But it's so fucking hard to enjoy when something in the back of his head screams that he doesn't deserve this. That the ghoulettes are only doing this because he's a high ranking clergy member. Because he's next in line for the title of Papa. That they just want take advantage of his standings, much like everyone else in his life.

Copia doesn't know when his sobbing turns to hysterical crying, but it does and once it starts he can't stop. He gasps for air as he tries to hide his face against the wooden surface.

Cumulus and Cirrus cease their actions and share a look of concern.

"Copia?"

He registers Cumulus's voice but he doesn't move as his breathing reaches near hysterics.

"Hey, hey, hey." Cirrus shushes him as she pulls out of him. She gently pulls him from the table and brings him to the floor with her. There, she positions him in her lap. He seems to only cry harder.

"Baby, what's wrong?" Cumulus is at their sides, running claws through his mousy brown locks.

"I- I don't -- don't deserve this." It's hard to make out over his crying.

"What do you mean?"

Copia curls in on himself. "Y-your kindness -- y-your --" the last part goes unsaid, but it's clear. Your love.

"Sweetheart, why wouldn't you deserve kindness?" Concern laces Cirrus's voice. They've seen the Cardinal breakdown before but this was new. "You deserve all the kindness in the world."

"And we'll make sure you get it." Cumulus adds as she adds herself to the cuddle pile.

[tokkizland]

sugar rush - jinsol bae

♫⋆｡♪ ₊˚♬ ﾟ. : SUGAR RUSH - TOKKIZ

pairing: bae jinsol x fem!reader

cw: smut, g!p bae, y/n’s pussy referred to as cunt (ofc for my first fic)

a/n: okay but this thought of mine just popped in my head like a balloon. i love this ☺️

had a thought about you going on the beach and being a bitch so bae has to fuck you there ☺️ but no seriously. take a sec to think about this w me real quick..

so, like, when you and bae get to the beach, you literally start teasing her completely when she’s trying to build a sandcastle. you’re now over here saying shit like “i can be the flag to your sandcastle”, or “need some help?” and those 2 sayings mean your going to ride her di—I MEAN “accidentally” sit on her sandcastle 😣 that’s meannn.. but you don’t care 😚

after all that teasing, bae had enough of your teasing and rudeness towards her. you know that cunt is now gonna get clapped like your fucking hands 😏 but for her to breed you at the beach, where anyone could see? of course you’re gonna get all whiny about that. “jinsol! we can’t do it here! we’ll easily get shot looks!” you complain 😖

but does she give a fuck? does she? does she does she does she? absolutely not! 😼 but she would definitely put you on her lap, pull down your bottom part of your 2 piece, and literally just slam her dick in you as if it wasn’t even hard 🤧

as she literally is pounding up into your tiny cunt, she’s now whispering things like “i’m the sandcastle now, and you’re my flag” okay that was corny as fuck.. or “you probably love coming to the beach and being a bitch, hm?”

as she finished, she watched her cum leak out of your ass and on to the sandcastle she made, and she looks at you with a smirk, before slapping your ass. “i think that was the final touch for my sandcastle, hm?” was the only thing you heard from her mouth.

okay i’m so sorry but I love this thought.. thank you mind for bringing this in my bigass head 🥰

[thegamingcatmom]

Henlo :3 I have 2 questions! Just 2... For now. The first one is how does MC split her time between her 3 very needy mates?Do they fight each other to spend more time with MC? do they do things the 4 of them together? Does MC have a preference?

And how do they arrange the sleeping schedule? In case of MC would use them as teddybear because I feel there is gonna be catfights for that precious spot xD also what do they do while MC is sleeping?

Okay those were more than 2 questions idk how to count it would seem 😭

Have a good day and thanks for all the content on the sisters❤️

Hellaw, dear. ❤️

Does MC have a preference?

Nope. She loves to spend time with each of them in an equal amount. Also because each of them feeds a different "need" of hers due to their different personalities. So I'd say MC gets the best of three worlds:

Tanya: dominant

Kate: childish

Irina: motherly

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How does MC split her time between her mates? Do they fight each other to spend more time with MC? Do they do things the 4 of them together?

Hmm, I think the question shouldn´t be how she splits her time, but when. And I think that mainly depends on two factors:

who needs her most?

who does she need most?

Like, yknow, there isn´t that much splitting involved actually. The sisters have always been a unit, way before MC. Perhaps that´s why fate decided for them to have one and the same mate? They´ve always been a package deal, so I don´t see why that should change now.

Of course there´s days where one might need her more than the other two. Or where she needs one of them specifically. But that´s always communicated and everyone involved understands that.

Will there be fights? I mean, they´re still vampires. And, more importantly, they´re still sisters. So the tolerance for each other miiiiight waver just a bit on certain days which will result in bickering, and bickering, and some more bickering. Similar to Tanya & Kate in The Sisters I´d say, minus the physical aspect perhaps. 😅

(Or not. 👀)

So yes, there´s some fighting sometimes, but that´s more along the lines of-

Tanya: "That´s my seat."

Tanya: *points to the spot right next to MC*

Kate, sitting in that exact spot: "Oh? I don't see your name on it."

Tanya: *seethes*

Kate: *pats herself on the back internally*

Irina, on the other side of MC reading her book, never lifting her gaze: "Why not just take the other couch?"

Tanya: "...That´s my seat."

Tanya: *points to exactly where Kate´s sitting*

Irina: 🙄

Kate: 😏

Tanya: 😠

MC, used to that bickering: 🙄😏

MC: *gets up, grabs Tanya, plonks her down right where she´s been sitting moments before, plonks herself down in her lap, goes right back to playing her game*

Tanya: 🥰

also Tanya, behind MC at Kate: 😏

Kate, whose plan backfired tremendously: 👀😤

Irina, content with her seat and her book: 😌📕

LIKE, YKNOW??

By now, MC´s well-versed in dealing with such moments. She mostly goes by who the bigger asshat is basically, lol. Like, she knew right away what Kate´s intention was here (to drive Tanya up a wall, as per usual), so she was like "You´re adorable, but no."

It´s like a mom with her kids: She knows instinctively who´s in need of a timeout and who to give the time of the day. 😅

I think all of that also answers the last question:

Yes, all 4 of them spend their time mostly together.

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How do they arrange the sleeping schedule? What do they do while MC´s sleeping? What happens when one becomes the teddybear (while the other two are forced to suffer in silence)?

Pretty much in the same way they do everything else I´d say: Together with some bickering in-between. There´s no schedule, really.

They´ll mostly just chill on the bed with MC, each of them touching some other part of her as they do their own thing. Which is...being. Literally. They´re vampires, so they have no problem with remaining in the same position for hours on end. It can get a bit...spooky, actually - waking up to three pairs of eyes staring down at you, unblinking, unmoving. Something MC has openly told them at the very beginning of their relationship. Like, honestly-

Do something. Anything.

So, that´s what they´ll do. Literally anything. Whether that be reading a book, playing a game, listening to music, or simply snuggling up to MC (which might start a new round of quiet bickering). Anything but looking like statues, please and thank you.

They´ve gotten a lot better at it though, it has to be said. Humaning, that is.

As for MC (unconsciously) choosing someone to be her teddybear? I mean-

LISTEN-

They know she has no control over it. They know it happens randomly. They know she´s not playing favorites on purpose. They know the sister she chose cannot, under no circumstances move a muscle and risk waking their peacefully sleeping mate. They know their sister is not to blame for any of this.

They know all this, and yet...

(Please keep in mind: Vampires work on a different frequency. Meaning: They can speak in a volume that´s inaudible to humans, but very much audible to them.)

MC: *snuggles up to Irina, who she happens to face anyway*

Irina: 🥰

Tanya & Kate: *utter betrayal and indignation written across their faces*

Irina, already done af about the bickering sure to come: "...What now?"

Kate: "What do you mean what now?"

Kate: *points to MC snuggled up to Irina*

Irina: *facepalms*

Tanya: "I would like to point out that this-"

Tanya: *points to Irina*

Tanya: "-has always been my seat."

Irina: *facepalms even harder*

MC: *snuggles in even more*

Tanya & Kate: ❓😤❓

Irina: 🤦‍♀️

Not Tanya pulling a Sheldon Cooper on her sisters. AGAIN. 😭

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Thanks a lot for your ask(s)! 💋

And thank you for your lovely words. ❤️

Have a great day!

[punkshort]

Hi Shortie I’m here to deliver my thoughts on Swept Away Chapter 2 😏💙

A 13-14 hour long fly sounds like nightmare to me.🙃

Reader is so relatable, I would react the same way, to Joel it’s all normal. He knows that luxurious lifestyle but we don’t. What do you mean a private jet????and a bed on the plane???? 👀👀🤩

Joel Cleary underestimated us were way better at this whole cover-up story. 🤭

I really enjoyed finding out how Joel got started in his business. ☺️

“My - I knew someone in construction, got a good deal on alotta materials and such, refurbished the entire spot, rebranded it and... The Parador was born." I’m guessing Tommy but maybe they had a falling out or something 👀

"Don't matter. I'm here on business, I ain't here for a vacation," he reminded you, as if you somehow could have forgot." I can’t wait for him to let his façade slip so we can meet the more nice version. I mean I love him grumpy too but yk the real him must be unveiled. 😌

“You remembered Joel insisted sex wasn't part of the deal, and you even signed a contract stating such, but why would he buy you such fancy underwear if he didn't expect to see it? And why was the prospect of him seeing it getting you excited?” Sex isn’t part of deal yet 😏 and I’m also very excited for him to see it 😉

"It's not flat. You look beautiful." See he can be nice. It’s just a grumpy facade🤓

“His eye contact was intense and it made you nervous.” Would make me nervous too if I’m honest. 😵‍💫

I truly wish I could say more, but I’m so immersed in the story and the writing and it’s so good 🙏🏻🤭

Mentioning Golf and Joel 🫠 Of course he hates golfing and we all know why 🥲

“He rounded the rack and, with a little smirk, gently pinched your chin affectionately between his thumb and forefinger.” Excuse me sir you can’t just do stuff like this without causing trouble 🥵🤭

“Your lips parted as you continued to stare, watching the way the muscles and tendons in his neck twitched as he spoke. Shit, he was speaking and you had no idea what he said.” She’s just like me 😍

They kissed uffff and his hand staying in her lap pfff you cannot tell me it meant nothing 🤭👀

The lines are already getting a lil blurry.

I’m very curious to see where this will go and how the story will evolve. 🙏🏻💙

Omg this was so sweet of you!! Thank you for leaving me such detailed feedback, I love this so much! 😭🥹

You're definitely onto something - Joel and Tommy aren't on good terms, that'll come up later, and more 👀

The lines will really blur in chapter 3, I can't wait to get started!

[fandomfluffandfuck]

Ohhh, Lord Above, save my soul. 

Those new pictures of CE are killin’ me. He looks like such a good boy, and he looks just desperate to sit on his Daddy’s lap. Bet you he’d give you the “pleaseeee fuck me” eyes, squirming from where his hands are tied. 

And maybe I’d start bouncin’ my knee, givin’ that delicious friction right where he wants it. Grip his waist and kiss him stupid, all while he’s bouncing on my lap, whinin’ and beggin’.  

“Oh, Daddy! Please, please!” His eyes are shut so tight so that he can focus on just the feeling. And you know, Mr. S, that he’ll whine so pretty that the Devil would find God. Who can say no to that? Certainly not a man like myself, I’ll tell you that for free. 

So he’d get bent over the nearest surface and fucked rough and good, talked down to the way he likes, and being told that he’s such a good little slut for Daddy. 

He’d melt like ice cream in the Texas summer sun when his Daddy finally lets him cum, before curling up on your chest like he ain’t a big boy. Because he’s just Daddy’s good little boy, even if he’s built like a tank. 

Anyway, I’m off. See you next time I see pictures of Chris that make me want to claw at the walls. 

-Cowboy Anon

related to this slew of images/gifs, (1) (2) (3) (4)

You're so right. He's been giving off such sweet, good boy energy lately. Like. Especially knowing that he smells like strawberries 😮‍💨😮‍💨 how dare

And how dare you, I can't imagine him begging (I mean, I can, but god is it not good for my health 🥴) because Jesus Christ. The picture you have painted is obscene.

P.S. I really like--whether it's intentional or not--the way you use words. The fact that you're cowboy anon and mentioning Texas and God and the Devil, I can totally ready your ask in a southern accent [positive] 💀💀

Thank you for this image 😏 I totally get wanting to claw at the walls

[centralperkchenford]

A fic where Ava asks for a brother or sister? 🤰🏽in the funniest ava alway possible 🤣

This was kind of hard to write because I wasn’t sure how to have a two year old ask 🤣.

Also part 2?? 😏

A fic where Ava asks for a brother or sister? 🤰🏽in the funniest ava alway possible 🤣

But I've found 'em a better kind of crazy Now that I've got babies

“Mommy.” Lucy looks down and sees Ava looking up at her, big blue eyes wide and curious.

“Hi baby.” Lucy says lifting Ava to put her on her lap. Ava adjusts herself on her lap and then clasps her hands together.

“Want baby.” She says. Lucy tilts her head at her. Ava has a serious look on her face that looks so much like Tim it brings her back to her Rookie days.

“What?” She asks her daughter. “What does that mean?” Ava sighs in frustration and jumps off Lucy’s lap. She back in a few minutes with one of her baby dolls.

“Want baby!” She says again. She comes back over to Lucy holding the doll in her arms and rocking her back and forth it.

“You want another doll?” Lucy asks. Ava shakes her head hard her eyes narrowing at Lucy.

“No!” She says almost dropping the doll. “Want baby!” She stomps out of the room making a noise of frustration as she leaves.

Lucy leans back against the sofa more confused than she was when Ava came in. Maybe she did want another doll.

She rubs her temple she needed to find out what want baby meant.

***

Tim is working in his office when Ava comes in with her doll. It’s strapped in haphazardly. She rolls it in and parks it at his feet.

“Hi Ava bear.” He says looking down at his daughter. She crosses her arms and looks up at him with a scowl. “What’s up baby?”

“Want baby!” She says. “Give me baby.” Tim frowns at her a little confused.

“What?” He asks. “What do you—”

“I want baby!” Ava says raising her voice her eyes filling with tears. Tim kneels to her level.

“Sweetie we don’t yell okay?” He says gently. Ava nods but she still has tears in her eyes.

“No understand.” She says and she slumps out of the room, leaving her baby and stroller behind.

Tim stares after her scratching his head. He pulls out his phone and orders a baby doll on Amazon.

He sits back down in his chair, he knows Ava is only two and has limited speech but surely she could have said I want doll?

He sighs and closes his eyes. Well at least the doll would be here between 5pm and 8pm

***

“Hey.” Says Lucy turning to look at Tim. “Ava said something weird today.” Tim looks over at her his eyes wide.

“Was it want baby?” He asks. Lucy nods at him.

“And then she went to get her doll. So I thought she wanted a baby doll.” Lucy says.

“Me too.” Says Tim looking a little sheepish. “So I uh ordered one for her.”

“Tim!” Lucy says hitting his arm. “You didn’t! You know she is probably hustling us!”

Tim shrugs and Lucy shakes her head at him. “You are such a sucker Bradford.”

“I didn’t know what she wanted! She couldn’t tell me.” Tim says defensively. “And you know her dolls could always use a sibling.”

A sibling. “Oh my god!” Lucy says suddenly punching Tim’s arm. “Oh my god! I know what she was asking!”

“What?” Grumbles Tim rubbing his arm. “Why did you have to punch—”

“She wants a sibling!” Says Lucy cutting Tim off. “Want baby means she wants a baby brother or sister.”

Tim’s eyes widen in understanding. “Oh.” He says. “That makes sense.”

Lucy nods. “I don’t know why I didn’t think of that sooner!” She says. Tim leans over and kisses her.

“Hey at least you didn’t order her a new doll.” He says. Lucy burst out laughing and rolls on top of him.

“So do you want to give Ava a sibling.” She asks leaning down to kiss him. He nods and switches their position so he’s on top.

“Absolutely.” He mutters. “Always with you.”

***

The next day Tim and Lucy sit Ava down. She’s clutching the new doll that Tim had ordered her.

“Honey, do you want a baby brother or sister?” Tim asks her.

Ava’s face breaks out into a smile and she nods her head and claps her hands. “Yes! Baby sister!” Lucy snorts and looks at Tim a smile just as big as Ava’s on her face.

“Well maybe one day we will give you one Aves.” Lucy says kissing her cheek. “Maybe one day.”

***

One month later, Lucy is holding a positive pregnancy in her hands. She smiles down at it. She’s not sure who is going to be more excited. Tim or Ava.

She couldn’t wait to tell them.

[bluelolblue]

Santino D'Antonio screenshots with my silly comments PART 2

Here's a part 2 of this, I have a lot of screenshots of him :3

I have to share it 😭

Read this without context please- I quoted what he said:

"Look at you😏 you're thinking about it, aren't you👀😏"

"You're counting exits...guards..."

"Could you get to me in time?"

"How would you do it, I wonder?"

"That woman's pen? His cane? Maybe his glasses?"

John: "My hands."

"Ah. How exciting.😏"

"Yet you know you cannot, can you?😇"

How to flirt and tease your crush tutorial with Santino D'Antonio 😊✌🏻

Also dressed up fuckable- I mean- very fancy😊

"Wanna fuck and call it even?" OOPS we have to change the line guys! - Chad

THIS SUIT OMGHAA

He looks so sad here :(

When Ares signed to him that she fucked up

Now he actually had to do all that work by himself 😒

When you have to call a hit on your crush just because HE REJECTED YOU AND YOU CAME ALL DRESSED UP FANCY JUST FOR HIM 😠

Actual cat activity :3

This fucking suit and the pose UNHH - Lord have mercy

Look at him being slutty as always 😋

Very nice...sitable lap...you have there Santino 🌚

Who's omega is this? I had to...😭🔫

Look at how small his finger is compared to John's 😊 absolutely adorable

Hands in pockets again (I feel him)

When Winston is talking to you but you don't give a shit 😒

HIS FINAL OUTFIT IT'S SO SMASHHH

My favorite outfit AAAAH

Look at himmmmm😫

Having a toast and being the main bitch 😎🥂

You can't really see his belt here but MMH BELT SEXY

Why these bitches next to him, he can't hide that he wants John to fuck him-

Ok you can see his suit here better - I FUCKING LOVE THIS BLUE COLOR WITH BLACK SHIRT AND PANTS

I'm going insane..

Oh and the way he didn't want to even shake hands with people lmao, he was like:

"😒 nice to see you 🤝🏻" had to do it bc now he's the Camorra prince

I have a part 3 ready 😭