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hibiscuswolverine · 2 years ago
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When are parents going to realize that seeing relatives and going to family reunions are not vacations😁
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jeonginsleftcheek · 6 months ago
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In the bus with bf!Skz
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pairing: ot8 x gn!reader
description: how the members act while traveling with their s/o by bus. who are you gonna sit next to?
genre: fluff
a/n: i know this is specific lol but i had to travel sick(🫠) & i slept in the bus & this is what i thought of, reblog if you liked it🫶🏻 (also these pics of minho aaaa)
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Chan:
The type of person to point everything out excitedly.
"Look, y/n! Look! Cows!"- your boyfriend exclaims.
"Where, where?"- you look up from texting your friend.
"There, on that hill! They look so tiny from here."- he smiles.
"They do."- you chuckle.
"Hi cows!"- he waves at them before you pass them by.
Whenever he sees something interesting he points it out to you. Somehow doesn't get sleepy at all (he's too excited, bless his heart) but you do.
And you fall asleep on his shoulder. He doesn't even notice at first because he's talking about something you just drove by, but when he does he smiles fondly at you and stops talking. He leans his head on yours and continues looking through the window, a smile on his face the whole time.
Lee Know:
I feel like he gets restless at first. Talks about random things, drops random facts on you and sings under his breath because there are people around you.
You talk to him for some time, before he leans back and just looks out the window. You pull out your phone to play a game and Minho is interested once again.
"What are you playing?"- he leans in.
"Just candy crush, nothing exciting."
"Can I watch?"- he asks.
"Knock yourself out."- you chuckle.
And he does - falls asleep 2 minutes into watching you matching candies and sleeps until you arrive.
Changbin:
Talks the whole bus ride. Like about anything that comes to his mind. Really talks your ear off and you find it funny.
Will suggest a stupid little game like 20 questions or two truths, one lie. You're having fun, not caring that some people are turning around and looking at the both of you making a ruckus in the back (yes, you're one of those people).
It's just that you tend to forget the world around you whenever you share laughs with Binnie.
When you exhaust all the silly questions you can, you lean on his arm and listen to him talk until you drift off to sleep.
He plays with your hand, burying his face in your hair. He thinks you're adorable when you sleep on him like that.
He might fall asleep too but only for a short while, waking up before you arrive and also making sure you're awake and hydrated before you leave the bus.
Hyunjin:
Another one who points at stuff excitedly.
"That cloud looks like a cat!"- your boyfriend says.
"Really? It looks like a toaster to me."- you look through the window.
"What? Where did you get that?"- he laughs. "It's literally a- oh wait, now it does look like a toaster!"- he exclaims, as the bus moved forward, making all the clouds become different shapes than they were before.
"The sunset is so beautiful. I wanna paint it."- Hyunjin holds your hand (probably the whole ride).
Sneaks in quiet kisses the whole time.
You lean your head on his shoulder and he's so comfy so you fall asleep.
Hyunjin caresses your head while you're sleeping, leaving little kisses in your hair.
Jisung:
Sharing headphones. For about the first 20 minutes into the drive and then you're both out cold. Y'all better have those neck pillow things or your necks will hurt when you arrive at your destination. Both of you sleep through the whole ride, heads thrown back, mouth open, even snoring a little.
You probably wake up first, before you're about to arrive and you're confused and thirsty. After drinking some water and coming to your senses, you check on your boyfriend and he's still sound asleep. You gently shake him to wake him up and he whines, "five more minutes!".
"We're almost there, bub."- you say.
"Oh."- Jisung frowns, sitting up and you chuckle at his cute face. His hair is messy, one eye is still closed, and he looks at you like you've woken him up from the best sleep he ever had (you didn't).
You can't help giving him a few smooches while he's still trying to remember his existence.
Felix:
Decides that he definitely wont fall asleep this time. You're sharing headphones too, listening to music and talking occasionally.
And then Felix falls asleep ofcourse, and you can see that he looks uncomfortable so you lean his head on your shoulder. He finds your hand and holds it while he sleeps.
Ends up nuzzling into you more and more as the ride goes on, effectively cuddling you like a koala while you're chilling and listening to music.
You giggle quietly and hold your sweet boyfriend while he sleeps.
"I didn't sleep that long, right?"- he asks hopefully when you arrive.
"Oh no, not at all. Only almost the whole ride."- you chuckle at his pouty face.
Seungmin:
Such a chill ride with Seungmin. He's probably listening to music and looking out the window, you have your legs on his thighs, your head on his shoulder and you're reading a book.
It's like you're enjoying a quiet moment with your lover, both of you unaware of other people in the bus. He looks down at your book after some time and starts quietly reading with you.
You look up at him after some time, so he turns off his music and asks you about the characters in your book.
You talk quietly, playing with his hands as you look out the window and he listens to you carefully, enjoying the sound of your voice.
Jeongin:
Excited. So excited. He can't wait to get to the destination. Plans everything you'll do when you get there and then goes over the plan twenty more times.
Does not let you have a moment of peace. You wanna listen to music or sleep? Say goodbye to that, you have to go over the list of things your darling boyfriend wants to see.
He actually looks up the history of some buildings and sculptures and starts talking about them.
"Okay, tour guide, save some for when we actually get there."- you chuckle and he pouts.
"I'll have you know, I'm full of fun trivia."- he smirks and you laugh, smacking his arm.
"I'm sure you are."
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evolnoomym · 14 days ago
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Steal Your Girl 🥃
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Summary: Joel shows you good time after some dude makes you feel very disappointed.
Rating: 18+ mature content mdni!!!!
Word count: 1.4 K
Authors note: I got kinda stood up so I gained inspiration for this 🫠👌🏻
Warnings: no y/n, F!OC, Moon as always, alcohol mention, sex, creammmmmm pie, Joel being a slight sleaze, age gap (nothing specific is mentioned but I imagine it to be biggggg….of course legal), no beta read we die like real Moon Sluts, might include messes up grammar because I’m dumb
If I missed anything please let me know 🙏🏻
Shoutout to @saradika-graphics for the divider 🤎
Disclaimer: English is not my first language so if you come across mistakes it might be due to that. I’m totally here for constructive criticism or feedback on how to improve. In general I appreciate comments, likes and reblogs greatly🫶🏻
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In the dimly back-room skin slapping on skin, deep groans and sweet little yelps were all that could be heard.
There’s you bend over, your chest sliding back and forth on a desk placed in the corner with him at your backside shoving his cock deeply into your cunt. His big rough hands are touching and squeezing your butt, lower back, waist and shoulders. Basically anything that he could reach, he touched.
But how did you two get here?
Well, you were already seated at the bar on one of those stereotypical red leather stools when he came into the “Lucky’s” it was after all Joel’s go-to bar.
From the first moment he laid his eyes upon you, till now, he couldn’t stop himself from unashamedly staring. He kept thinking to himself “Why is a beautiful woman like you, alone on a Saturday night?” judging by the way you kept looking around, tapping on your phone and the tensed smile he knew you were probably waiting for a date to arrive. And they seemed to be a no show. He could see the disappointment clearly written in your face and posture. Yeah, a gorgeous thing like you should be treated better. What a man would Joel be if he doesn’t put a smile back onto that beautiful face?
So he approaches.
You on the other hand hadn’t noticed him at all, too focused on stressing about stupid Christopher. Who has seemingly forgotten about the date he!!! sat up.
Oddly you didn’t feel super sad, no, more disappointed that no matter what you do they seem to be absolute idiots. All acting like insufferable little boys.
You were about to order yourself a very strong strawberry margarita to forget about that dumbass when someone sat down next to you.
You glanced over just passingly, but after processing the fact that it’s a super attractive man you couldn’t help but give him a second glance. That one was a bit longer, you let your eyes drag from his features down his body, he wore a light sweater and brown slacks.
His hair slicked back, mustache and slight beard making him appear straight out of 90s porn. One of his eyebrows rose in question.
„Hello Sweetheart, what’s a gal like yourself doin here all alone, huh?“ oh his low husky voice travels straight to your lower stomach making you squeeze your thighs together.
You must look all dumbfounded, blinking at him without a thought behind your eyes.
Somehow you are able to shake yourself out of this stupor, muster up all possible confidence and answer him.
„About to enjoy her long awaited drink, but then you sat down.“ you sigh in fake annoyance.
„Ahh, my apologies baby,“ he murmurs while signaling to the bartender, „it’s on me, your choice.“ and with that he winks.
You feel kinda breathless by this hot stranger and his clear flirting. A man like that, all mature…who could literally have anyone but wants you. Yeah that is unexpected.
„A str..strawberry margarita, please“
The bartender nods, needing no more words luckily.
You turn to him „Thank you…“ now you raise your brow and he understands „Joel,“ he replies.
„Well thank you Joel, you didn’t have to,“ you feel warmth creeping up your cheeks.
„Nahh, no need to thank me. I jus wanted to get rid of the sad look on your face,“ when you look up at that he carries a knowing smile.
„What do you mean?“ as you tilt your head in question.
„From my guess you had a date planned but he didn’t show up? Otherwise ya wouldn’t be sitting here for so long.“
„Wait…did you watch me?“ There's no fear in your voice, just plain curiosity.
„Hmm, what if I did,“ he leans in until you feel his lips at your ear „would ya run little girl, huh?“ he whispers so softly that you close your eyes in pleasure.
A shudder goes up your spine and that warmth between your thighs grows.
You managed to push out a small „no“ in between your labored breaths. His close proximity makes you all dizzy.
All the background noises were blended out at this point, not even the drink being placed in front of you could get your attention and it got worse.
He slid his hand over the top of your thigh and in between them awfully close to where you needed him most „My name 's Joel, what’s yours baby?“
He pulled his head back, holding your chin with his hand.
„Moon,“ you whimper as his thumb strokes your chin.
„Aw, what a sweet name, for such a pretty girl“ and another wink from him that sends a new wave of arousal through your core.
„Hm, should I show ya what pretty sluts like you deserve?“ his condescending lilt shouldn’t turn you on.
Once you nod, giving him the cue, he tugs you off the chair and into a nearby hallway. He pushes open a door to the left, a room full of shelves with a tiny desk in the corner.
That’s how you got here.
Before he positions you to his liking he gives you a chaste kiss while walking you back towards the desk. He slips down your tights, his nimble fingers quickly doing the same with your thong and then your spun facing away from him. He pushes a hand between your shoulder blades, your cheek smushes against the table.
„Ya gonna let me fuck your pussy ain’t you girl?“ he hissed in your ear.
When you didn’t reply fast enough, you yelped at his massive hand swiftly coming down on your cheek.
„Ughh, y..yes, yes fuck me Sir, please“ you wanted him inside so badly, he’d be perfect to fill the void.
„That’s a good girl, so polite“ now he was gently stroking over where he previously inflicted pain.
You could hear him unbuckling his belt and then you heard him spit, the wet squelching noises confirming that he was preparing his cock for you.
You were excited, so you wiggled and pushed back. Feeling his wet length barely touching your pussy was making you wetter and wetter.
„Baby she’s drooling all over me,“ his deep chuckle quickly became your favorite sound „yeah I’m gonna give her what she deserves.“ with that he started sliding his cock along your pussy.
„Pleaseeee,“ you moan.
„Good girl,“ he whispered before pushing in with one hard thrust.
„Ughh, f-fuck Jo-Joel“ the sudden fullness was so overwhelming, he was the biggest you had ever encountered. It took a moment to get used to him before you nodded, giving him a signal to go on.
For a second you thought he might go easy on you since he slowly pulled almost completely out, but no, he started pounding into your cunt at a speed you didn’t expect from a guy his age.
„Heyyy darlin,“ he pulled you up by your shoulder „why don’t ya get out that phone, hm?“
You pulled it out of your purse and looked back at him. He was focused on the spot where the two of you were connected, watching himself slide in and out.
His eyes met yours „Open that asshole‘s contact,“ you fulfilled his instructions „delete that, okay?“ you didn’t even hesitate.
„Now hand it to me,“ again you complied with his order.
When he handed it back to you, his contact info was shown, he put his number in.
„Ya don’t need that dumbass when ya got me baby,“ he husked in your ear before bending your front down again.
After that he didn’t need a lot longer before coming inside you.
You would surely wake up tomorrow with bruised hips from being pushed against the table edge with so much force. Wood hitting a wall was a companion to the wet squelching. His strokes got more erratic, he was close.
„Baby, where ya want me?“
„Inside Joel, please,“
Your needy voice pushed him over the edge.
As his cock pumped you full his thumb came around to rub at your pulsing and waiting clit.
„Nghh, I’m gonna come,“ you arch your back „Joel i’m coming.!!“ you yell out.
„Ahhhhh yes, baby, take that gift and don’t waste a goddamn drop,“ he groans as he pulls out and you quickly, with shaking legs, you put your thong back on. He gently helps you do the same with your tights.
„Did a good job Moon,“ he kisses you slowly now, basking in the post sex haze.
As you stand upright you could feel his warm spend leak out. It was the best feeling ever.
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little-miss-dilf-lover · 1 year ago
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First things first Happy New Year, dear 🫶🏻✨️✨️
Since you're writing for Spencer Reid, may I suggest something that goes along the festive date?
I was thinking of unfinished business between the reader and Spencer, and when the whole team (who is suspicious about you both) stays at someone's place to celebrate the new year, you two end up drinking a little too much (nothing that makes you incapable of giving consent nor forgetting what happened) and what's just a cuddle session ends up with both tangled in the bedsheets, trying your best to keep the noise down.
<3
hii bby!! happy new year to you too lovie <33 love love love it🫠 thank you for requesting, hope you like it💌
NEW YEAR’S KISS.
spencer reid x fem!reader
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word count. 531
warnings. 18+ only!! pinv, soft lovey dovey sex, readers roommate is home. mdni
For this New Year's Eve, you decided to keep it simple. 
Rather than celebrating at Rossi's like every year, you and Spencer opted for a quiet evening at yours - deciding that you wanted to drink cheap wine and cuddle on the couch as you see the New Year in. It was the only way you wanted to spend the occasion, with the only person you wanted to be with when the clock strikes twelve.
However, things don't always go as planned. 
Your roommate changed plans an hour before Spencer's arrival, and instead of going out to a bar, she decided to stay home - inviting a group of friends over for drinks and board games. 
You and your special friend were still figuring things out, everything new and foreign to the both of you, so you wanted to keep your situation private - at least, until you could put a name on it. Inevitably meaning, you and Spencer were cast away to your room for the night.
You were in your dimly lit room, candlelight flickering on your nightstand, warmth casting a green hue through the half-empty bottle of wine. Spencer was hovering atop - his thin frame slotted between your spread thighs, your ankles crossed over his lower back. One of his hands nestled on the side of your face, carefully holding your cheek in his palm, the other anchored beside your head - elbow resting by your shoulder. His lips merely shadow yours, soft murmurs falling past each of your lips as he slowly winds his hips into you - cock rubbing against your insides ever so perfectly.
You extend your hands up to his face, fingers grazing the sides of his ears as you reach for his hair. You carefully comb through his soft curls, raking the stray hairs back, keeping your eyes locked on his pretty hazels as he continues to knock the air out of your lungs.
"Spence," you coo, lips parting as your head falls back into the pillow behind. "Gotta be quieter— they're next door."
"I know," he murmurs, his voice hoarse. "You're just too beautiful."
You bashfully smile up at him, brows knitting and eyes softening, your features growing pliant under his attention. You brush over his lips, kissing him soft and sweet, letting your strangled whines slip - your faint moans muffling against his tongue.
His thrusts remain leisured, winding into you unrushed - working into you like he had all the time in the world. The curve of his cock hitting all the right spots, veins grazing the ridges of your walls so nicely. No one had ever made you feel as good as you did right now - no one had ever taken the time to ensure your pleasure. And whenever you were with Spencer, that was always his main priority. 
Spending the night with Spencer in your sheets is probably the best end to your year, and it just might be marked as your new favourite holiday. As the fireworks set off around your street, indicating the arrival of the New Year, you reach up to brush your lips over his, giving him the first kiss of 2024.
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barcameowski · 23 days ago
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𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐋𝐓𝐘 𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐈𝐍? ⁻ lamine yamal
pairing: lamine yamal x reader
face claim: alex padilla
warnings: none
𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽
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barcagossipofficial: LAMINE YAMAL NEW GIRLFRIEND? fans snapped a photo of yamal and a girl (yourusername) at the airport. the couple were seen pretty cozy 🫣 we also found her account, it will be tagged. new official wag ?
tagged: yourusername , lamineyamal
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user1: NOOO
user2: she’s so ugly
user3: if anyone is calling her ugly it’s just jealousy
user4: she is literally stunning everyone needs to get a life
user5: new waggggggg
user6: where are they going?
user7: hear me out, they’re just friends
user8: she’s gonna cheat
user9: she’s going on my hear me out cake
user10: dayummn y’all see that louis vuitton suitcase?
user11: when will it be my time ?
user12: everyone needs to pay up, I said last month that he will have a girlfriend by the end of fall and here she is
user13: I like her name I guess
user14: i need more content of them !!! they look so cute together !!
user15: how old is she ?
⇝ user16: 23
⇝ user17: bro be so serious, no one knows how old she is
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lamineyamal: destination: back home ✈️
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yourusername: ❤️❤️
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user1: what the shat
user2: no
user3: THE MATCHING OUTFITS 😭😭
user4: please leave her and date me
user5: brb getting on the next flight to greece to beat her ass
user6: y’all are diabolical
hctorforrt_: ahhhh young love ❤️
user7: I want a life transplant
user8: she’s kinda fat…
⇝ user9: bro you’re such a hater, I’m sure you aren’t any better
user10: this relationship >>>>
user11: Idk if I want to be her or if I want to be him
user12: frankly, I feel like this is a fake pr relationship
user13: I can’t wait for their royal wedding
user14: how old is sheeeee
user15: her instagram is public lets gooooo
user16: she probably woke up to over a million follower
user17: the single men are dropping like flys
user18: magui dupeeee
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yourusername: 🦈
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hctorforrt_: oh what a cute couple 😪
lamineyamal: preciosa 😍😍
⇝ yourusername: te quiero
lamineyamal: quisiera ser una silla, para que tu belleza descanse sobre mi
I would like to be a chair, so that your beauty rests on me
user1: imagine a love like this
user2: HIS COMMENTTTT
paucubarsi: they grow up so fast
user3: I want someone to look at me like he looks at her
user4: where is the love? I don’t see it
user5: she’s wearing his mask 😭
user6: she is so uglyyy
user7: grandma? is that you?
user8: lmaooo she follows magui, she’s literally her evil spawn
user9: wags get famous for no reason I bet in a month she will be on the cover of vogue spain 💀
user10: the next antonella 🥹🫠
user11: dónde está la belleza?
user12: mamacitaaa 😍😍😍
⇝ user13: get your ass out of here, she’s probably a minor, you creep
user14: the creepy old men are scaring me
user15: wowww 🥵🥵🔥🔥
user16: forget lamine she’s the real deal
user17: I miss when real love was a thing
user18: i have barely seen anything about her but she’s already iconic
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barcagossipofficial: young love! spain superstar lamine yamal and his girlfriend y/n y/ln sharing a cute moment after the euros ! are you happy about this relationship?
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user1: this is so cute
user2: the people who were talking shit don’t have much to say right now
user3: is crying bad?
user4: i am desperate
user5: I caught you smiling
user6: “young love” she’s literally 24
⇝ user7: my brother in christ…she is literally 18
user8: lamine, if she dumps you just call me up
user9: I love these photos
user10: I hope she isn’t receiving too
much hate
user11: I was making food and now it’s burnt because I got distracted by her beauty
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user12: he looks in love
user13: I want to be her friend
user14: lets hope pau doesn’t get a girlfriend next
user15: I burnt my tapestry of him when I found out
user16: it’s okay, I’m okay, we good, don’t worry bout meeee
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cieloclercs · 1 year ago
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what would you say (if i told you i love you)? — charles leclerc
PART: 6/? (read part 5 here)
summary. in which childhood best friends blur the lines between what they’ve always known, and something more
warnings. yet more angst, you guys asked for more suffering and i’m here to (hopefully) deliver 🫡, y/n is lowkey a bad bitch in this one, i would say you might start feeling sorry for charles but y’all are evil so i really don’t know 😭
pairing. charles leclerc x artsy!reader
face claim. tara michelle
author’s note. OK I LIED it’s not the last part… originally it was supposed to be but you all asked for more charles suffering and i didn’t feel like there was quite enough in the first draft so… here we are !! 😃 just a side note tho, this IS going to have a happy ending for y/n and charles (bc i’m weak like that) so if that’s not what you guys wanted i’m sorry i tried i just can’t do it 😭
four weeks later…
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charles_leclerc 26 with ma famille 🤍
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arthur_leclerc tu es vieux 😨 / you’re old
lorenzotl Joyeux anniversaire petit frère ❤️
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pierregasly joyeux anniversaire calamar ❤️
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scuderiaferrari Happy birthday, il Predestinato! ❤️
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joris_trouche joyeux anniversaire 🫶
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username charles is so dry just liking all these comments and not replying 😭
username he’s probably depressed y/n’s not forgiven him yet
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username ARTHUR STOP EXPOSING HIM 😭🤚
username not even an y/n like? yikes 😬
username i genuinely think it’s over like, y/n’s not even here?? and she’s not with the leclercs either?? she ALWAYS spends his birthday with the leclercs 😭
username i really don’t want it to be true but i think you’re right 🥲
username the irony of charles abandoning y/n for a girl and then when he comes crawling back she just straight up ignores him 😭😭
username she’s truly an icon
username i wish i was as strong as y/n 😔
username i want to know what went down at the club tho?? what did he say to her to make her miss HIS BIRTHDAY??
username idk but whatever it is it must have been bad 😭
username whoever said ‘the eyes are the window to the soul’ was so real because look at charles’ eyes the man is CRUSHED 😫
username i want to be at this family gathering
username i can literally feel the tension through the screen lmaooo
username hahah i can just imagine what pascale has said to him 😭
username confirmation she likes y/n more than charles 😌
username as she should !!
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formula1updates Anyone else getting deja vu? 👀 Charles Leclerc crashes out of Q1 for the United States GP — he’ll start tomorrow’s race from P17 on the grid 😬
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username i want to keep defending him because i know this is all because of the y/n situation, but he really needs to learn to put his personal problems aside when it comes to racing 😭
username normally i’d tell you to shut up and let the drivers do their jobs but in this instance you’re totally right 🥲
username well his reaction says it all doesn’t it?
username can we please just forget this season ever happened 🫠
username it started so well though 😭 just these last few races have been an absolute shitshow :(
username he’s never going to learn is he
username this is genuinely getting embarrassing now. y/n’s moving on with her life, yet charles is so hung up on his mistakes that he’s always going to let them get in the way of racing 🙄
username if he wants to be world champion he really needs to start changing his mentality 😔
username did you guys see him in the post quali interviews? i think he was crying ☹️
username WHAT no i feel so bad 😨
username i want to say he deserves it but this feels kind of cruel now…
username he’s literally brought this upon himself. it’s just karma. if you can’t deal with it, go cry somewhere else 😒
username in that shitbox he’ll be lucky to even get in the points :(
username am i the only one that has a really bad feeling about tomorrow?
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y/nsart i can’t believe i’m saying this, but my exhibition ‘flow’ is now being shown in the fine art gallery of monaco! i want to take the time to thank every single one of you who has supported me over the years 🤍 i’ve been working to achieve this dream since i was a little girl, but it’s YOU guys that have helped make it happen !! 😘 thank you all once again from the bottom of my heart x
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leclerc_pascale Personne ne le mérite plus que toi, ma fille ❤️ / no one deserves this more, my girl
y/nsart je t’aime maman 🥹 merci d'avoir toujours été là pour moi / thank you for always being there for me
username omfg their relationship is so wholesome
username i love them 🥹
username the way she literally loves y/n more than charles lmaooo
arthur_leclerc THAT’S MY SISTER EVERYONE
arthur_leclerc SI FIÈRE DE TOI 🫶 / so proud of you
y/nsart arth stop you’re making me cry 😭
username LMAO WHAT HAPPENED TO ARTHUR SLANDERING Y/N EVERY CHANCE HE GOT
username the switch up is INSANE 😭
arthur_leclerc just showing some appreciation for my favourite sibling 😌
username PHAHAHAHHA IM DEAD
username he’s truly picked his side 😭
lorenzotl @arthur_leclerc excuse moi
y/nsart @/lorenzotl the truth hurts 😘
username crying they’re so iconic
yourfriend can’t believe i get to call this absolute GODDESS my best friend 🥹
y/nsart 🥹🥹 je t’aime tellement
username the most talented girl 💗
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username so proud of the growth you’ve shown in the past couple of months ❤️ you deserve all the happiness and success in the world, my love !!
y/nsart thank you so much i love you 🥹🥹
username this girl really has no haters huh
username why should she? y/n has already proven she’s one of the nicest, most talented people on the damn earth, EVERYONE should be a fan
username say it louder for the people in the back !!📢📢📢
username when i say i would sacrifice my SOUL for y/n’s happiness i’m not joking this woman is the love of my LIFE
y/nsart aww i love you 🥹🥹 but please don’t actually do that 😭
charles_leclerc proud of you, amour
username ugh not this bitch again 🙄
username excuse me AMOUR?? charles PLEASE you’re embarrassing yourself 🥴
username charles bffr y/n doesn’t want you here 😭
username he’s not giving up is he?
username this is just getting embarrassing now
username charles is taking grovelling to a whole new level 😂
yourunifriend si belle ❤️ / so beautiful
y/nsart ☺️☺️
username HELLO??
username EXCUSE ME SIR WHO ARE U?? AND WHY ARE YOU CALLING MY WIFE BEAUTIFUL??
username wait wait guys is this the dude that was on her story? 🤔
username omg it might be
username i can HEAR charles sobbing rn 😭😭
username there is SO MUCH going on in this comments section like 😭😭 charles is back AGAIN basically grovelling at y/n’s feet??? y/n’s (potential?) bf has appeared out of the blue??? plus that adorable arthur x y/n sibling moment??? i am LIVING FOR IT
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charles_leclerc COTA23, streaming now on all platforms 🖤
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username BABE WAKE UP NEW CHARLES SONG JUST DROPPED
username oh shit he’s depressed
username we all know y/n did the post friendship break up depression better but slay ig
username y/n liked… 🫢
username make up coming soon? 🤷‍♀️
username girl bffr
joris_trouche on repeat 🔁🖤
username we love supportive bf joris 🥹🫶
username joris >> any other wag
arthur_leclerc i wonder who the muse is 🤔
username ARTHUR STOP 😭😭😭
username pls he’s so unserious 😭
username charles will never get any peace as long as arthur’s around to remind him who’s fault all of this is 😔
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username ENOUGH BOTH OF THEM???
username i can’t figure out if this is another round of grovelling or accepting defeat
username hope it’s the first 🤞🤞🤞 i need my otp together
username nooo charles doesn’t deserve y/n
username i mean charles’ songs have always been a little bit depressing but this is taking it to another level 😭😭
username he’s in his obligatory heartbreak era and i hope it never ends 😈😈😈
username stoppp the funniest thing is the majority of people saying shit like this ^ are actually charles fans im dead 😭
username we wouldn’t be true fans if we didn’t wish him a little suffering when he fucks up 🫶🫶
username i don’t think that’s how being a fan works but you do you i guess 😭
leclerc_pascale 🖤 Vous savez ce qu'il vous reste à faire, Cha / you know what you need to do, cha
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username uhm excuse me?? 🤨🤨🤨
username mama leclerc coming in with the cryptic comment…i’m sensing drama…
username @/leclerc_pascale WHAT DOES IT MEAN??? 😫😫😫
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➜ part 7
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panda-writes-kpop · 10 months ago
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Demon! Dreamcatcher - Giving You A Helping Hand
a/n: i wrote this to help me with my dami b-day fic... so spoilers for that, perhaps? (this has nothing to do with the fic, i just had brain rot from my own idea... and wrote this instead of the fic 🤦‍♀️) I'll get back to requests and that fic eventually, I hope. 🫠
tw: lots of blood and gore for headcannons, demon eats human, the same human gets brutally murdered again and again, my opinions about what sin each girl represents, someone spits on a dead body, lots of death, DC are murder wives (literally)
♡ Masterlist ♡
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Prompt - okay, this was pathetic. You couldn't even fight off one person who sent a right hook into your jaw. You didn't want to call her since she'll probably kill the person in front of you, but they started it by pulling out a switchblade.
Yeah, pleasantries went out the door a long time ago. Fuck, this was a bad idea.
Yet you still summon your girlfriend to your side.
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• Your girlfriend didn't have the most elegant summoning pose - she was in the middle of biting an invisible dish.
JiU - Demon of Gluttony
• Annoyed, she turns to you before smiling and going to greet you...
• -before she notices the small cut on your face.
• Her head snaps to the other direction, noticing the other person who looks terrified at Minji's sudden change in demeanor.
• "I've always wondered what human meat tastes like."
• She lunges and tackles the person to the ground, and you close your eyes as blood and guts fly everywhere
• Not a bit of human flesh lands on you before Minji calls your name.
• You open your eyes to see her wiping her face of blood (as if her clothes and hands aren't soaked in the color red).
SuA - Demon of Pride
• "C'mon, my dear, I've still got leftovers back in hell. Shall we enjoy them together?"
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• She's happy you called her - why wouldn't you call the best demon girlfriend to assist you?
• Oh, someone's bothering you? SuA simply opens a portal to hell behind the person and nonchalantly flings them into the portal.
• "Don't worry, babe, I won't touch them. Cerberus will tear them to pieces. :)"
• You forget how terrifying (and hot) she is at times.
• SuA, without dropping her smile, approaches you and gently places her hand on your cheek.
• With a bit of mischievous demon magic, the cut on your face is healed without a scar to be seen.
• She grabs your hand and drags you to a nearby bar.
Siyeon - Demon of Lust
• "Let's go have fun and forget about that miserable person, baby. Doesn't that sound like a much better way to end the night?"
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• Your girlfriend drips charisma as she appears in a brilliant display of pink smoke.
• Her eyes glance between the two of you as a wicked smile appears on her face.
• "Well, what do we have here?"
• Siyeon corners your opponent and pins them to a wall with one of her hands as the other strokes their face.
• "You're going to regret ever touching them, you wretched little thing." Her voice drips venom as your attacker's face changes from pleasure to fear.
• The darkness of the night hides the gorey scene as Siyeon, in a brutal display of power, rips every body part from the other person.
• Once she's done, with a snap of her fingers, the blood on her, the ground, and the cut on your face are completely gone.
Handong - Demon of Wrath
• "Now we can enjoy the night together without any disturbances, right?"
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• There's no warning after you summon Handong. She simply goes into attack mode after spotting the other person.
• They scream in terror and pain, but she simply scoffs at them
• "Should've thought about that before you punched them, huh?"
• Of course she knows about that, your girlfriend knows about every time someone wrongs you so she can correct things in your favor.
• With nothing but her hands, she's literally ripped them to shreds in what must be a world record.
• "Didn't even put up a fight." She rolls her eyes before landing another punch to their body. "Tsk, what a shame."
• You're the one who has to pull her off of them, with a gentle reminder that the other person was dead a long time ago.
• "I want to make sure that there's no chance that resurrection can happen, my dear." She hisses before spitting on the body.
Yoohyeon - Demon of Greed
• She's not always like this, you swear.
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• "Hey, I was busy planning another bank robbery that would be totally foolproof! What are you-"
• She pauses as she looks at you and then the other person.
• "Well, you'll work as bait for Cerberus so SuA doesn't interfere in my plans."
• She snaps her fingers and the other person disappears, but you swear you can hear them scream in the background as you talk to Yooh.
• "They'll have a quick death, I promise!" She squeezes your hands as you nod and agree.
• In her hand, she offers you a bandaid. When you go to grab it, however, she snatches the bandaid away from your grasp.
• "Let me do it, babe!" She whines before opening up the bandaid. "It's the least I can do."
Dami - Demon of Envy
• She's awfully cute for a terrifying, murderous demon.
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• She has a less flashier entrance than the other demons, and a less visible response to the other person.
• Her way of handling things is much less brutal. She simply places both of her hands on the person before gently pushing them against the wall.
• Their eye color changes to orange before running off while muttering on about coveting things or people (you can't really tell).
• Dami's attention turns to you as she wipes away any bruises, marks, or blood with the touch of her hand.
• "Are you alright, my dear?"
• Once you've fully reassure her that you're okay, you ask her why she didn't murder the other person in front of you.
• "I know that violence will scare you away, and that's the last thing I want. You shouldn’t be scared of me, darling."
Gahyeon - Demon of Sloth
• For someone who was created to be an incarnate version of envy, she sure doesn't show it off a lot.
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• You've summoned her to you, but she's sleeping while standing up.
• So much for getting help from the demon representing sloth. You should probably know better at this point.
• When your attacker tries to approach you with the knife, Gahyeon holds out her arm and catches the other person's arm.
• She then proceeded to harshly throw them into a wall, giving them a quick death with a lot of head trauma.
• Without waking up, she sleep walks over to you. (How does she not fall over her own feet?)
• "There's something on your cheek." She mumbles in her sleep as you touch your face. "You should fix that."
• Thanks, Gahyeon, that's really helpful.
• "I'm going back to bed and I need a pillow." She says before pulling you into her arms. "You're coming with me."
• You can't break out of her grasp as she sinks into the ground, but you give up and accept your fate. That's simply how your girlfriend is.
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mixtape-racha · 1 year ago
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Ayo
I have a req. Hard dom!soobin’s reaction when he’s denying you orgasm, and suddenly you cum so fast. I think he would make you cum like five times mire as your punishment🫠🫠
oh anon i have SOOOOOOO many thoughts on this !!
first of all, i wanna kiss ur brain this was so sexy of u <3 i may have got a bit carried away with this oops
(smut warning below!!)
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FIRST OF ALLLL he'd be so caught up in himself, the way your pussy feels around him and the pretty noises you let out that he wouldn't even notice that you'd blatantly disobeyed him
but when he does? ohohohohoh you're in for a world of shit
with soobie he probably uses orgasm denial as a last resort punishment, you know? you get too turned on by spankings now, so he has to up his game
you probably spent all day teasing him and trying to rile him up, and he'd honestly had enough
which got you where you were now - his entire body draped across yours, thrusts to hard and fast that you can feel your body sliding up the bed
"don't even think about fucking cumming or you'll regret it."
that's what he said, wasn't it? so, you'd definitely fucked up now
he finally notices when you start squirming and whining more than usual, stopping his thrusts and pulling himself up to look at you in disbelief
"you fucking didn't?"
and when you don't answer, he gets all the answer he needs
he's quick to pull out, forcing you across his lap and digging his fingers inside of you - deeper than you knew he could go
you're writhing and squirming on his lap, crying out that its too much, that you're sorry and you promise you'll be good
but if you really wanted to be good, you would've listened before. right?
so you best believe he's going to keep you over his lap, pushing and pulling his fingers inside of you until you've cum AT LEAST 2 more times
and you can't complain, because it just winds him up more
you wanted to cum, didn't you? so bad that you couldn't even listen to him? so now you'll cum as many times as he wants you to
and when he's bored of fingering you, he's manhandling you into any position he wants
(usually doggy) (but sometimes he'll pin you up against a wall instead)
and then he's going to fuck you until he's satisfied
honestly, neither of you are keeping track of however many time you cum - all he knows is that he'll edge himself as long as he needs to until you learn your lesson
and when he's finally satisfied he's forcing you onto your knees so he can jerk himself off onto your face
but don't think he'll cum in your mouth! oh no, he's angling himself so it lands all over your face and chest, but none hits your mouth
because only good girls get sir's cum, remember?
and when you whine and get embarrassed and complain about the other members hearing? well, you should behave. or next time he might invite one of the guys to help him
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(a/n: scheduled post!)
-> don’t forget to reblog or comment if you like my works ♡ please refrain from modifying, translating, or copying my work. - © mixtape-racha
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Hi!!! Thanks for sending this!! Here's a regulus black wip i started back in april and then got stuck on so it now just sits there and haunts me 🫠
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When you finally slipped off the gloves, grimacing slightly at the feel of wet silk dragging along your skin before you dropped them away from you, you were still seething but too exhausted to keep up being truly murderous.
And too distracted with contemplating whether to just kick your shoes off and apparate home barefoot to hear the approach of someone that had been lingering nearby the entire time, their steps slow and careful like they were afraid to make too much noise lest you took off running once more. 
“You know, I always thought that Lucius was the one with all the dramatic flair out of you three.” A familiar voice mused behind you, tone mild, as if they were discussing the changes in weather and not the fact it probably appeared like you were losing your damn mind. “But I can’t say I’ve ever seen him flee a party to undress in the rain when someone’s upset him.”
You took a deep breath and tried not to groan, tried not to curse out loud, because really how much worse could your luck get that the last person you wanted to face right now was the one who had stumbled across you rapidly descending into madness.  
Or maybe that was being too harsh. 
He definitely wasn’t the last person, or even second to it, but the younger Black had been a thorn in your side for almost your entire life and you really couldn’t cope with him choosing now as an opportunity to needle you further. 
You were already at a disadvantage, after all. Not only from the way he had managed to sneak up on you when you were vulnerable, but that when you turned around to tell him to leave, your breath stuck in your chest at the sight of him. 
Because Regulus, as much as you were loath to admit it, was a heart-fumbling kind of pretty on a normal day but stood before you in that moment, lit only by the soft globes of light that lingered against the surrounding night, he was breathtaking. 
All dark dress robes embroidered with swirling, golden vines and hair that fell in damp, messy curls around his face, soft strands stirring in the night air and illuminating those grey eyes that refused to leave yours for even a second. 
You swallowed and the scowl that twisted at your expression was more of a blessed reflex than a genuine result of the ire that his presence ordinarily inspired. 
“You almost sound disappointed.” You responded flatly, a low drawl that lacked its usual withering sting. “I could go back in there and get him for you if you’d like, I’m sure he’d be flattered to know that Narcissa isn’t the only Black interested in seeing what he looks like out of those boring suits he’s constantly wearing.” 
He tsked, the noise lightly scolding as he leaned against a shining column. “And risk bringing the wrath of my darling cousin down on my head?”
There was a typical air of arrogance to the boy as he trailed his fingers over coiling vines before flicking one of the light pink roses in disgust, but the way he softened his voice into a tease, all feigned betrayal and suffering, was new. “I had no idea you could be so cruel.” 
Your lips twitched despite yourself, amused by this side of him regardless of your bad mood because he was smirking now, and that too was tinged softer, a mirthful tilt to it instead of the mocking edge you had grown so used to. 
It was strange, endearing. 
It was almost enough to make you forget the years you had spent finding ways to wipe any smirk he’d previously gave you off his face.
Almost.
You rolled your eyes, incapable of resisting scoffing. “Narcissa is an angel, you just have a rather murderous effect on people.”  
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What's Stelle's and Gale's favourite trait of one another? i adore stelle btw
Oh thank you!! Stelle's my favorite child for sure (don't tell the others)
Stelle -
Physical trait: Gale's eyes. Not just cause they're baby cow eyes, but because Gale's eyes convey so much. They're expressive and honest. She may end up hearing and understanding his words differently, but when she looks at his eyes, she'll know what he actually meant.
"I love you" - but does he really? One look in his eyes and it's a clear answer: yes, he does.
Non-physical trait: Gale's willingness and eagerness to just be present. Stelle craves security so much. She's experienced loss, she's experienced grief, and she tends to push herself more than she needs to in order to protect the light, protect the people, protect nature - but is there anyone there for her?
And before meeting Gale, she was completely alone, with only nature and her duty to her oath and the Morninglord as her comfort, which was fine at the time, but once she experienced Gale's love and care? She just broke. To know that someone wants to be there and to stay when she's lost loved ones and left behind by others? It still makes her cry thinking about it.
Gale -
Physical trait: He probably also likes her eyes, but more than that, I think it might actually be Stelle's scar on her face. I like to imagine he probably likes to touch her face and feel the texture of it. It's a testament to what she's been through, a reminder her strength and resilience that he loves. It reminds him to make sure to shower this woman with love, making sure she knows that every flaw, every imperfection, everything about her is loved by him.
And it reminds him that she's imperfect and mortal. It's not like Mystra's perfect projection, her godly mystique, but it's real, and it's perfectly Stelle.
Non-physical trait: Her warmth. She may stumble sometimes when trying to do the right thing, but she always wants and always tries to be kind to people, even if they have different backgrounds or beliefs. She wants to make sure people feel loved and cared for, though often forgetting to give that same love and care for herself, so he enjoys stepping into that role of giving her that same love and warmth in return.
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When you put two nerds who have an eagerness to please and show love to others while neglecting themselves, you get Gale and Stelle basically
I hope this was a good answer! And that I made sense 🫠
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acatalystrising · 2 years ago
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Alriiiight! As I promised to @daimyosprincess - here at long last is Small Favors! This fic…sheesssshhh, this fic. It almost destroyed me! It’s absolute pure filth borne of one too many days of Boba brain rot, so buckle up, people!
Enjoy the ride! 🫠😉
(Zwei, this basically ended up being dedicated to you after all the lovely prof Boba content you’ve been giving us. I hope it lives up to your expectations! 💚🖤)
TW: NSFW, minors dni. This contains smut - predator/prey, fingering, dirty talk, pre-discussed non-consensual sex, piv, f!receiving, bondage, dom!Boba, pet names, teasing, slight degradation, all the usual suspects 🙃
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Small Favors
The day Boba Fett called you a hellion, you were pretty certain it altered your brain chemistry.
To make things worse? He’d said it on his way out of the door, dressed in full armor, heading down to the throne room for yet another day of rulership.
Leaving you alone to ruminate on his words.
That simply wouldn’t do. You tried to be his good girl - lounging on his bed, boredly counting the cracks in the ceiling, doing as you’d been told…but where was the fun in that? You couldn’t help but let your imagination take over, wandering to a particular scenario that had intrigued you as of late.
Oh, the Daimyo was strong. Powerful, capable of overpowering you in seconds despite your best attempts to put up a fight. You could never forget it, no matter how many times he pleasured you senseless. But it made you wonder…
You knew how Boba the Daimyo handled you. But…how would Boba the bounty hunter? The mere thought of your love hunting you down like prey sent thrills coursing through you. But you’d been hesitant to mention it, given how many times he’d openly stated those days were behind him.
But the day was crawling miserably by, the hours even longer, and you needed a distraction. You knew you’d probably regret it, even as you stood and got dressed. But right now, you felt like doing something dangerous.
You were going to play with fire.
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You were merciful (or smart) enough to wait for his last visitor to leave for the day, but not a moment longer. You struck before he had the chance to get up.
Boba still sat on his throne, powerful thighs spread like an invitation too good to refuse, as you made your way to him. His eyes followed your every step, hunger unabashedly flaring in his amber gaze.
But instead of sitting in his lap as he surely expected, you skirted around the throne, tracing a lone nail along his armor as you walked behind him. He reached for you, but you dodged his fingers with a smirk, tapping the back of his head instead.
“See you’re in a teasing mood.” His voice was gruff, tinged with exhaustion from the day’s tedious events, but you pressed on, still staying right out of his reach.
“I don’t don’t know what you mean,” you tapped his pauldron with another grin, and he shifted to face you, eyes narrowing ever so slightly.
“What game are you playing at, little one?” He patted his thigh, a command he expected to be obeyed. “Been a long day.”
Oh, you were at war. You knew it was probably in your best interest to do as he said, and he was tired, after all. Perhaps he’d be too tired to play along. But…you didn’t want to throw your plan out the window just yet.
“Maybe you need some exercise. Wouldn’t want your skills to go to waste.” You raised a brow, stepping around the armrest and stopping before him, still out of his direct range. “Why don’t you come get me?”
Boba arched a dark brow, gaze locked on you, completely still. You realized a moment too late he was waiting for you to continue. Either that, or calculating his next move. Probably both. It sent a thrill coursing through you.
“I…”
“What’s this about, hmm?” He crossed his broad arms over his even broader chest, heaving a deep breath that flexed his beskar plates as he fixed you with a quizzical expression bordering intrigue. “Wanna play hard to get? We both know how that would go.”
Ahh, there it was, your golden ticket. That, or the action that would seal your doom. At this point, you’d already committed, and it was too late to back out, now.
“I don’t think you could catch me, old man.” You smirked, hands on your hips, looking at up at him with a raised brow. “You’re a Daimyo now. Lots and lots of sitting. You’re bound to lose your edge.”
Oh, you knew you were asking for trouble.
Boba regarded you evenly, a small smirk working its way on the corner of his lip. Those thick, skillful, beautiful lips. Oh, he did too.
“Is that so?” He looked down at you, eyes narrowing imperceptibly, a teasing lilt to his voice. Ahh, so he was humoring you. Good. “So confident today, mesh’la.”
You had the audacity, or stupidity depending on who you asked, to spit your tongue out at him. Him, Boba Fett. You were probably one of the few that ever could and live to tell the tale.
“Definitely.” You made a dramatic show of shrugging, making sure you leaned forward just enough to let the low neckline of your shirt do its job. “In fact, I don’t even think it would be hard. I’m fast, cunning too. I bet I’d even be able to outsmart the greatest bounty hunter who ever-”
Boba was on you in an instant, and you couldn’t help but loose a shriek as you were pulled into his lap before you could blink. Damn, that was quick. Quicker than when you had anticipated. And you’d thought you’d given him a wide enough berth. He curled his arms around you, pinning you to his armored chest, and pressed his face against your neck, breath hot and scalding - voice low like the thunder of an oncoming storm.
“Wanna flirt with death, little one?” He nibbled your earlobe between his teeth, a low growl rumbling from the depths of his throat, sending heat pooling between your legs. “Fine. But we both know you’re biting off more than you can chew.”
Oh kriffing gods.
You somehow managed to pull two halves of a thought together to form a sentence.
“Wanna test that? Give me two days. Bet you can’t catch me.” You shot him a smirk and shrugged. “Who knows, it could be fun.”
“And what would I get in return?” Boba’s voice was cold, calculating. Calculating, as he watched you, eyes narrowed, studying your blown out pupils and shallow breaths. He had to know you found this arousing. Especially if his hunter senses were still keen.
“Anything,” you confidently met his gaze, even as his grip on you tightened. “Anything you want.”
He fell silent for a moment, chest heaving, heart thundering beneath the beskar. A sly smirk curved on the corner of his lip, accompanied with a cutting gleam in his eyes, and it was then that you realized you were screwed.
“Anything.” He mirrored, dipping his head to meet your neck, sucking a bite on your pulse point. You bit back a moan despite your best efforts, far too keenly aware as one of his hands slid down your side and settling on your inner thigh, dangerously close to your crotch. “But you’ve already given me everything, mesh’la. Why would I risk losing what is already mine?”
Oh maker, he was playing with you. Making this harder than necessary. Punishing you for disobeying him.
“Umm, I…” you swallowed hard as his hand slipped between your legs, stifling another moan as he slowly, gently, torturously caressed your clothed clit. Gods, this wasn’t how you’d expected this to go. “I…just thought it would be fun, ya know? I’m always…maker…always wanting to try new things with you.”
He hummed, kissing your neck again, then your ear, your cheek, and finally your lips. He kissed you like a starved man, greedily nipping at your lips, tongue carving a path into your mouth, claiming you as his. He slipped his hand underneath your pants, your underwear the only barrier, deft fingers already bringing that coiling heat closer to the surface. You bucked against him, chasing his fingers, and he kept you flush with his chest with a growl.
“So my little princess wants to be hunted, hmm?” He had the audacity to lick a stripe up your neck as he circled your arching clit. “She wants to be hunted like a bounty? Like prey? That what you really want, little one? To feel helpless? Trapped with nowhere to go? Darling, I’ll show you helpless.”
You could only nod, a whimper breaking from your throat when he slowed his movements, delaying your pleasure. It nearly brought tears to your eyes. Dammit, this was supposed to be your game, not his, and yet you found yourself unraveling in his clutches yet again.
“Please, please don’t stop. I’ll do anything, I’d let you do anything,” you pressed against him with a whine, meeting his waiting gaze as you made your plea. “Fuck me bound. Even if I said no. Make me yours, break me, ruin me, I don’t care. I just want…wanna…”
You fell silent, embarrassment flaring your cheeks, but you should have known that he wouldn’t let you get away with silence. His free hand gripped your chin and tilted your face up to meet his, just forcefully enough to make his point.
“Say it.”
There was no room for disobedience now. Not when you were literally at his mercy. Not when his command rolled through you, making you tremble with excitement.
“I want you to hunt me.” You forced yourself to speak, even as his eyes darkened, his fingers slowly caressing you again. “Chase me down, and capture me. Use me as you see fit. That’s…that’s what I want.”
He chuckled darkly, the sound echoing on the stone walls, as he zeroed in on your clit again, your pleasure nearly bubbling to the surface.
“So much begging, poor princess,” his voice was a mocking coo as he wrung the pleasure out of you, your vision going white, jaw slack as your orgasm hit with the force of a speeding train. “You’ll have one day, sweet thing. One day to run, and when it’s over, you’ll be begging me to come for you.”
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You should have believed him.
Should have realized how hard he’d make this for you. But you’d been confidently foolish, going so far as to travel off world to some backwater forest planet on a neighboring system - albeit sparely populated…just to be safe.
But as the minutes had ticked to hours, and hours into the evening, there still had been no sign of your hunter. Whether this was because he was toying with you, or you’d actually given him the slip, you didn’t know - but you pressed on anyway. And as the cerulean sky faded to lilac and crimson hues, you started to worry.
You’d taken a one way trip to get here, even hired a smuggler to fly you. Anything to make it more exciting. More real.
But perhaps you’d gone too far.
You couldn’t help but feel a sliver of worry cut through your chest. Maybe you’d been overconfident, going to such lengths. What if he had lost his edge? What if he couldn’t find you? You’d be stuck alone, on a strange planet, with nothing but a short range commlink to try to call for help.
Stars, you also missed him. Missed his voice, his touch. You’d underestimated how quickly you’d tire of his absence - and as you slipped through the trees, slowing to a leisurely walk, you finally let your guard down, too lost in your whirling thoughts to keep playing the game you insisted on from the start.
The shadows had crept over the foliage, enshrouding the trees in darkness, hiding the armor that would have otherwise glinted in the sun.
You didn’t seem him until it was too late.
Strong arms suddenly wrenched yours behind your back, throwing you off balance and against a nearby tree. Your scream broke the silence, unheard in the miles of uncharted wilderness, unable to break free from the vise like grip clamping down on your wrists.
Boba’s breath flared hot like blaster fire on your cheek as he pushed you against the tree. The rough bark bit into your skin, only a minor fleeing pain, the true cause for your panic currently locking your arms behind your back in a vice like grip.
“Really thought you’d give me the slip, hmm?” His deep voice was rough and staticky with the helmet, tone absolutely deadly as he lifted his binders to your wrists. “Poor little girl.”
You clenched your legs at that - unable to stop the reaction from pushing your brain off the edge, diving into a freefall. Damn it, not yet. You couldn’t let him have his victory this easy. You had to be more of a challenge, flustered brain or not.
“Let. Me. Go!” You twisted in his grasp, tucking up your legs and lashing out with a kick to his chest.
He grunted, the force of your attack pushing him back a few centimeters - just enough space for you to work with. You broke free, heart locked in your throat, and spun around the tree to give you some distance.
You knew you couldn’t win. He was the better fighter in every way - an opponent you’d never once been able to beat, despite your own skill. But just because you knew you were going to lose didn’t mean you were going to go down without a fight.
The trees whipped past in a blur as you carved a wild, desperate path deeper into the foliage. All was silent save for the crashing of your boots through the fallen leaves - the first warning that you were doomed. The second warning came too late.
A sharp prick bit into your shoulder, and your reflexes reacted too late - a scream stuck in your throat when a whipcord whipped around your body - throwing you to the ground. You could already feel the effects of the tranquillized taking over - vision blurring at the edges even as you still struggled in vain. Even as Boba stepped into your rapidly fading sight, armor glinting in the sunlight.
“Careful, little mouse,” his voice was cutting, sinfully victorious, as he knelt beside you. Kriffing hell, you knew he was smirking underneath that damn helmet. “Wouldn’t want you getting hurt. You’re worth more alive.”
You felt the moment the binders slapped on your wrists, sealing your fate…
And then your vision went dark.
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By the time you awoke, the Slave 1 was already well in sight.
You were slung over Boba’s shoulder like a carcass, arms and legs limply dangling, mind still buzzing from the sedative he’d given you. You tried to open your mouth to speak, but your words were a pathetic slur.
He either didn’t hear you, or was ignoring you. You could feel the strength of him, muscles coiled underneath armor - all sinew and power. He held you with one arm, but you knew you’d never escape, that large gloved hand locked around your neck. You whimpered as the ramp lowered, ushering you both inside - inside to whatever fate he had planned for you. It closed, sealing you both in, and dooming you.
You couldn’t help but feel a thrill as he unceremoniously dropped you to the ground, right outside the cells. You wondered if he’d cage you in one to make the experience more real, but Boba seemed to have other ideas. He grabbed your bound arms and drug you across the floor, ignoring your shrieks of protest when he stopped in the center of the cargo hold.
Boba was quiet - he hadn’t said a word since your capture, and part of you wondered if it was part of the act, or if it was truly upset at the lengths you’d gone to evade him. So, you tried to take matters into your own hands.
“Please, I didn’t do anything wrong. I bet of you, let me go!” Your broken voice was truthfully cracked, parched after your strenuous day. “I’ll do anything, I swear I didn’t do anything wrong!”
Boba Fett had the audacity to ignore you. In fact, he turned his back on you, lifting his gauntlet to key in a code. A mixture of indignation and embarrassment flooded your chest, prompting your next move.
“I know you can hear me under there, bucket head.” You rolled your eyes with a scoff. “Or are you as deaf as you are dumb?”
“You know what you did.” His voice was low like thunder - cutting. A very different tone than the one he oh so often used with you.
This…this was entirely different. Excitement mixed with fear coursed down your spine as he slowly turned, that black t-visor locked on you with deadly focus.
But you wouldn’t be deterred that easily.
“What exactly did I do, huh?” You would have crossed your arms if you could. Instead, you opted to dramatically shrug. “Shouldn’t be too hard to list off my crimes. That is, if big words aren’t too much for a brute like you.”
Boba lunged forward with the speed of a viper, taking you entirely by surprise when his fingers gripped your chin, absolutely wrenching your face up to meet his - albeit hidden behind that helmet. And you were starting to realize why many would find it so terrifying. Heart hammering in your chest, you whimpered when his fingers squeezed your jaw, effectively clamping your mouth shut.
“Mouthy little brat, aren’t you?” His helmet was inches away, your panting breaths fogging the visor as he lowered his hand from your jaw to your neck. “Could just put you away in a cell. Would be what you deserve. But I might have to teach you a lesson.”
Oh gods. You swallowed, hard, and couldn’t resist the urge to wriggle beneath him, breaths growing shallower by the moment.
“You? Teach me a lesson? In your dreams.” You had the audacity to roll your eyes, spitting out your tongue to goad him further. “Sorry, but I have standards. I don’t fuck trigger happy bounty hunters.”
Boba Fett had the audacity to chuckle. A deep, dark chuckle that rumbled through your chest and tingled down your spine. Oh shit…you were in trouble. Big trouble.
“Is that so?” He gave your neck a squeeze, his free hand gripping your binders with another dark snicker. “Poor little kitten’s trying to give me orders? Ironic.”
His hand left your throat, and you yelped as he single-handedly picked you up by the binders, lifting you into the air, and pinned you against the ship’s wall. He magnetized the binders with a soft buzz, then left you dangling there - your toes barely able to touch the floor.
“What the hell?” You huffed, straining to reach the ground, heartbeat hammering so loudly you could barely concentrate, even as you felt his gloved fingers caress your jawline. “Let me down! Stop this, I mean it. Let me go, you kriffing jerk!”
Boba ignored you, helmet titling slowly to the side as if tracking his own journey tracing your neck until it stopped just above your shirt.
“You asked for this, little one.” His tone was impossibly husky, dark and rich like spotchka on the back of your throat. “You have a choice, kitten. You can either fight me, or…”
His hand slipped under your shirt, burrowing beneath your bra, and caressing your nipple with deft, skilled fingers.
“Choose to enjoy it.” He pinched your nipple too hard, and you yelped, thrashing even as he slowed back to a caress. “Your choice - but you’re not getting out of this.”
“N-no, please,” you tried to shy away, but he wouldn’t have it, pinning you to the wall with one hand, the other lifting from your shirt and wandering ever so slowly lower. “I’ll…comply. I’ll do anything. Just…please don’t hurt me.”
He chuckled, hand settling just above your crotch.
“Still giving orders, hmm? That’s not how this works.” He deftly unzipped your pants and slipped his hand into your waiting heat, a dry hiss emitting from his vocoder when he found the evidence of your arousal. “Dirty, dirty girl. Getting off on this? My, my.”
He circled your aching clit, and you cried out, trying to arch against him, breaths coming in near choked gasps as he quickly worked you towards oblivion. Damn, his patience must have flown out of the window. Perhaps he…
Just when you were on the precipice, Boba pulled his hand away. You cried out on frustration, heart pounding like a drum when he dropped his hands to his own pants, pulling his weeping cock free from its confines.
“Little kitten looks like she wants milk.” His voice was a sinister coo as he ran his thick shaft through your slick. “Poor baby.”
You whined - you couldn’t help it. You couldn’t stop the moan that ripped from your chest when his fingers once again found your clit, wringing your pleasure back to the surface. But yet again, when you were on so close, he pulled away.
“Ah, ah, ah, not so fast.” He raised his hand to your mouth, and you begrudgingly licked your arousal off his gloves. “You’ll come only when I tell you too. Can you be a good girl and do that?”
“Boba…I…” you writhed, pleading, but he promptly removed his hand from your clit with a growl.
“Didn’t give you permission to say my name,” his voice was all thunder and hellfire even as he seated himself in you with one brutal thrust. “It’s Sir to you.”
Your eyes widened, moans bouncing off the durasteel walls as he pounded into you, somehow feeling even bigger than normal. Your hands clattered uselessly against the wall, pleasure arcing up your spine as a steady heat grew in the pit of your stomach.
You cried out when he changed the angle, his cock hitting that deep spot that made you see stars. You writhed against him, legs wrapping around his back, trying to force him deeper. He growled, not slowing his pace in the slightest, and you whimpered when a hand reached up and tweaked a nipple.
“Bo-Sir…I…I’m,” you hated how pathetic you sounded, begging like some weak willed thing. But you felt it, your orgasm approaching like a speeding train, and there would be little you could do to stop it. “I’m…so close. Can I, can I…”
“I don’t know, not sure you deserve it,” he slowed his pace to a torturous crawl, slowly sliding through you, the wet sounds painfully loud in your ears even as you cried out in frustration. “Got your manners yet, little one? Have you learned your lesson?”
Oh Maker, he was torturing you. This was not how you had expected this to go - this was calculated, focused, intentional.
“I’m…I’m sorry. So sorry. P-please…” tears pricked your eyes, and you swore he was driving you absolutely mad, edging you with a calculated skill he hadn’t done before. “I take it all back. I’ll be good…I’ll behave. Just please, please…”
He pulled nearly out of you, helmet pressed against your shoulder, rasping voice directly in your ear.
“Please…what?” He stopped moving entirely until the only sound that could be heard was your desperate panting.
“Please, please let me come.” A tear slipped down your cheek, more from the building denial than anything else. “I’ll…I’ll be a good girl. Your girl.”
Boba grunted, pounding back into you with renewed vigor, one hand finding your neck, the other, your clit. He fucked you relentlessly - your back slamming into the wall as the edges of your vision dimmed.
When you finally came, your vision went completely white - all sound reduced to a ringing as burning hot pleasure seared you to your core. You screamed, writhing against him even as he continued driving into you, less focused and more reckless, chasing his own high.
“There you go, kitten.” His voice was dark with lust, armor flashing in the dim lighting. “Not so hard, hmm?”
When he came, it was with a deep groan that reverberated into your chest. He had you pressed against the wall, helmet against your neck, breaths rasping as he finally slowed to a stop.
For a moment, all was silent save both of your panting breaths. Boba was completely still, and for a moment, you worried he was genuinely angry. Had you gone too far? Had you done something wrong? Had you-
His hands reached up and unlocked your binders, catching you before you could fall to the floor. You couldn’t help but cling to him as he carried you to the cockpit, gently laying you in the small cot.
“You okay, my love?” His voice had regained some of its warmth, but still carried a dark edge. “Hope I wasn’t too rough with you.”
“I’m okay,” you nodded, meeting the visor with a small smile. “You weren’t. I’m honestly impressed you found me so quickly.”
He grunted, sitting beside you, gloved hand slowly caressing your hair.
“Didn’t expect you to leave Tatooine.” The helmet tilted in your direction. “You had me worried, little one.”
Oh stars. Had you gone too overboard? It hasn’t crossed your mind that Boba Fett would be afraid.
“Oh…I’m so sorry,” you curled into his chest, holding him close. “I’d only wanted to make it realistic. I didn’t want to worry you.”
“It’s okay,” he wrapped his arms around you and held you close. “Only startled me initially. Gotta admit it was fun, watching you trying to give me the slip. It was cute.”
Wait a second.
You narrowed your eyes as he removed his helmet, mirth shining in his own.
“Exactly how soon had you found me?” You tilted your head to meet his gaze.
“Oh, little princess,” he pressed a kiss to your temple, then your cheek, and finally, your lips. “You never left my sight.”
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subtle-as-an-earthquake · 11 months ago
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i am finally home and i'm pretty knackered but aaaahhh what a weekend!! ✨✨ so much happened in such a short amount of time, i'm still processing i think (also some personal stuff, that i won't bore you with). but yeah, the shows were absolutely epic, they were such good crowds for london standards. very rowdy but overall the atmosphere was amazing, and tbh that's probably in part because miles just exudes such incredible energy himself, if you ask me
just a little snippet of don't forget who you are from yesterday (night two) to illustrate:
also, a few random things i'm remembering now (which i'll put under the cut because i apparently remembered more than i thought):
miles seemed really really into it both nights, and really centered somehow? he was clearly having a blast and had everyone eating out of the palm of his hand, he's just SUCH an incredible showman. that's nothing new of course, but I was once again struck by just how very special and awe inspiring and just incredibly fun it is to watch him do his thing on stage. no one does it like miles fucking kane, baby
also, there were so many men in the audience who were just really letting go during the show, hugging their mates and singing the lyrics at each other, even full on crying when miles played colour of the trap (not even kidding, actual tears streaming down their faces). i don't think i've ever seen that at another gig to that extent, really. miles and his music seem to have - for want of a better phrase - a sort of liberating effect on a lot of men that's really nice to witness
on night one miles slipped on a spilled drink on stage and took a little tumble, but he recovered like a king and honestly it just made him look even cooler somehow lol
his arms and shoulders......... are sooooooo...... 🔥🔥🔥 dear fucking lord. his shoulders are broader than ever and honestly it was very hard to concentrate on anything else 🫠
after the show, we were chatting to ben for a bit who was just the sweetest and again talked about how he was a fan first (of arctic monkeys and tlsp and miles) and then sort of organically came to be a part of the band, and has just been having the time of his life so far! we were still chatting to him when miles came out after night 1, and when everyone started whooping, ben started screaming 'aaaaaahhh miles!!!' really loudly as a joke, before starting an impromptu chorus of the don't forget who you are 'la la la' that everyone joined in on. it was pretty hilarious
liam was super sweet too, and when he learned that i was dutch he was like 'oh we're playing a show in holland next week!' so i was like 'i know, i'm going!' and then he offered to put me on the guestlist, which was very kind of him even though i already have tickets lmao. he and ben both were very excited for that show for some reason, which made me even more excited as well!!
after night two ben and liam shared a massive hug outside and they both seemed really emotional, which was very sweet to see 🥺
nathan is the loveliest man alive. he said this tour was definitely the best one yet because the energy's just been amazing! he also asked us what are favourite album and song of the night was (his own fave was never taking me alive) and when I mentioned i just loved the bassline in coup de grace so much, he said it was as fun to play as it sounds, and that on the album it was actually miles who played it (that's probably common knowledge, but i didn't know!)
he also said that the band really is very close and they're all equals, and miles always says "we", and that he really is as kind and lovely as he seems 🥺 i mean, we knew that, but it was still really lovely to hear!
and of course, miles was once again just the most wonderful, gracious man ever with his fans, chatting to as many people as he could and taking pics with them and cooing at turtle paraphernalia, all while looking and smelling absolutely diviiiiine. he did seemed pretty knackered though, especially after night two, but that makes sense i think. and yet he still came out! truly a hero
as for my own chat with him, i for some reason went up to him like 'hiiiiiiiiiiiii' with my hands held out to him (idk man), and he just reciprocated my enthusiasm and took my hands and then held them and looked me in the eye while i rambled at him about how incredible i thought the show and he himself were, and he was just completely lovely, as always 🥺 such an angel
oh and finally, maxie is apparently staying with miles's mum while miles is on tour 🥺
i'm sure i'm forgetting things but this is already long enough 🙈 going to catch some zzz's now, i need them after this weekend
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ghostswithoutokday · 9 months ago
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Lucifer x reader head cannons
( I was bored and didn’t know what to write so here sorry if it’s bad🫠)
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Lucifer is the type of person to tease or make fun of his lover in a joking way that is he loves it when he tease you, especially the blush on your face he craves it I can also kind of see him when you both are cuddling that he would be a little spoon. He sometimes tries or wants to be little big spoon. I never for any reasons worked out for him. he would probably call you ducky or sweetheart. Love you know he loves it when you make up nicknames for him like Lucy or lulu he also loves it when you kiss and cuddle him after a long day also, sometimes you would find yourself with little ducks outside your door and the shape of Ed your favorite thing you made a little duck army in your bookshelf geez I wonder who could this be from? ( I think you know who 😏)
Lucifer tends to get a little jealous. He says he gets a little and by little he means a lot because you’re his, and everybody should know that. There is this one time that this came up to you and asked you if you wanted to have a night together when Lucifer heard this he was livid. Let’s just say that you never saw that center again or anyone did really you never know what happened to him. When you and Lucifer started dating, you, both were kind of scared to tell his daughter Charlie, MorningStar but soon as she found out in the most weird possible way, she gave you guys the thumbs up, and she was actually happy that her dad finally found someone and got over her mother even started taking off his ring for you. loves it when you help him make ducks also
( here a little scenario for you simps 😏)
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what is a normal hellish day in the castle and you were just walking around admiring the paintings when you heard a slightly angry Lucifer, you took a peek and saw Lucifer in his office making you guessed it ducks, you singed a bit “lucy honey are- you okay?” Lucifer turns around his hair was a bit messed up and his wings were a bit messy. “ yea- yea I’m fine it just I can’t seem to get this duck right!?.” Lucifer says an angry tone Lucifer sighs an angry tone soon sliding down from his desk onto the floor, his knees close to his chest “ maybe I’m a failure I mean I can’t even remember my own daughter.. plus she has a dad bond with… Alastor… “ you soon sit down next to him
“ and I see the bond they share” Lucifer says as you put an arm around him “ hey that’s not true I mean sure you could pay little attention to your daughter but still” you soon cough his face making him turn to you. You could see the eyebags under him. He saw he hasn’t slept in a couple of days. And a little bit of tear stains. “You are perfect just the way you are. Lu.. and plus you’re the king of hell and you got me.” Lucifer turns to you “promise me you’ll never leave me please just like she did….” He said looking at the floor you held him close “ of course I never leave you silly I will miss seeing you cuddle up next to me you both laugh a little
“ I would never leave you”
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( thank you for reading ⭐️🫠😀🤪)
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aettuddae · 1 month ago
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hey . . . 😭 i haven’t been that active for a while, but i’m js here to drop the head canons i promised  ( i was js actually waiting for your reply and sadly got busy sooo )
(1) i js know they’re sooo domestic !!! serim and jimin finally being in each other’s arms after weeks of their busy schedules, and i js can imagine serim waking jimin up with kisses 💋 NAWT JUST KISSES ON THE FACE OK !!! serim 😭 kissing 😭 jimin’s 😭 moles 😭 jimin will probably act so irritated but we all know she enjoys that shit. she’ll probably say “what are you doinggg?” and serim will js reply with “what? i’m js waking you up.” while having that silly smile on her face !!!
(2) jimin, being the loser she is, will DEFINITELY watch serim’s favorite musicals behind the latter’s back. with the knowledge jimin has, she’ll randomly bring those up and serim will be like “🤔 how the fuck do u know”
serim finally found out months later AND TEASED THE FUCK OTTA JIMIN ABT IT
(3) i feel like business matter jimin is that type of person who gets “mad” at the simplest things 😭 like serim forgetting to kiss her before she leaves the house. and jimin will continue her day with that silly >:( look on her face
when serim finally comes home, she’ll find jimin laying on their bed with her arms crossed and she’ll immediately know !!! will probably scoot over next to jimin, hug her figure while whispering sweet nothings
“i’m sorry i didn’t kiss you earlier, baby.” while pampering jimin with kisses in between her words 😔
— 🍊 ( i just realized how short these are . . . )
HELLO ANGEL, SORRY TO ANSWER SO LATE BOTH TIMES I SHOULD HAVE ANSWERED IN TIME
i won't lie to you, i read this ask back when you sent it and i'm thankful cause ever since i read it my head started thinking about stories again. even if it wasn't exactly with business matter, you kind of helped me with my writer's block.
anyways, here's some fanfiction of the fanfiction in times when the author won't update
1 - I'M BAWLING OMG, i literally always have this headcanon of kissing jimin's moles because HOW COULD YOU NOT? her moles are so precious and spread across her pretty face. also, i remember there's a scene in business matter when serim actually gets distracted staring at jimin's moles, so this is canon 😭 they're so cute even if jimin is actively a brat 🫠
2 - don't know why i started thinking about the wicked movie release 😭 jimin forcing herself to watch the whole thing just to have something to talk about with serim. but no really she would do anything for that theater kid, i can see her even writing down the names of the characters from serim's fav musicals so she doesn't forget 🥹
3 - THIS LAST ONE IS SO CUTE I'M CRYING DON'T TOUCH ME, goofy mad jimin, you know what her mad face looks like and she's literally a piece of bread, how can you take her seriously? 😔 serim would probably have to ease her silly tantrums all the time, but she doesn't mind cause she's cute. this headcanon literally changed me as a person
thanks for your contribution to the business matter community, you have made the not-writing-author very happy
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htchnr · 7 months ago
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♰ souled out on you ༻ SAM AXE.*ೃ˚
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✮ꜜmasterlist. ✮ꜜbuy me a coffee!
content warning stripclub ⋆ heavy flirting and kissing ⋆ Sam is SO whipped ⋆ Sam calls reader 'momma' once ⋆ reader is slightly younger than Sam ⋆ probably out of character Michael ⋆ not beta'd ⋆ if i missed anything, lmk!
pairing stripper/sugar mommy!reader x Sam.
summary Michael's always been kinda curious about what you look like, Sam never shutting up about you and always heading off to see you mid work. so when Sam forgets something at your place, Michael tags along to finally find out. wordcount 1,3k.
authors note was thirsting over Sam with @morrrrow last night and he gave me the idea of stripper/sugar mommy!reader and whipped Sam 😩🫠🤭 so i hope y'all enjoy it as much as i enjoyed writing it 😁😁
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© 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒 𝐇𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐍𝐑. 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲, 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦, 𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫!
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the club was hot, the air smelling of sweat and booze. the music loud, but not unpleasant to Sam's ears. after all, he was very used to this club.
his dark eyes watch the figure before him up on the stage, those irresistible hips flowing back and forth as they got closer to the stage floor. he could never take his eyes off your hips.
the song slows to an end, your body slowing to a halt at the foot of the stage in front of him. the song ends and you slide forward, hips in the air and your chest pressed to the stage as your face is inches from his, " if you wanna see me before my next set sugar, you gotta be quick. " you whisper, your tone low and seductive.
Sam grins, that wicked, gorgeous grin, before winking. " you already know it baby, see you in the back. "
the sound backstage is muffled, the melody and the vocals getting mushed together the further he walks. he takes a deep breath, running a hand through his hair as he stop in front of a door — the door to the VIP lounge you've always got access to. he let's out the breath, pushing the door open and stepping inside.
his eyes land on you, sitting comfortably on the large, round bed. " well hello, handsome, " you grin, that enrapturing grin he fell for. " fancy seein' you 'round here, " you push up from the bed, walking towards him with open arms.
he returns your grin, his large hands finding purchase on your hips as you throw your arms around him. " hello to you too, gorgeous, " he sighs into the firm and passionate kiss. Michael always teased him for how head over heels he is for you, but Sam can't help it when your kisses wrap him around your finger. hell, even one look would have him on his knees, doing anything you'd ask.
he reluctantly pulls away from the kiss, large warm hands stroking up and down your bare back. " when are you off today? " he presses a kiss to your cheek. " cause i, " another one to the other cheek. " missed you, " one to your jaw. " so, so very much, " one final one to your lips as he pulls you closer.
you smile, those damn gorgeous eyes looking up into his. " when do you want me off? " your lips stretch into that devious grin, your neatly manicured finger tracing his cheekbone.
he groans dramatically, head tilting back. your grin widens, leaning in to press openmouthed kisses to his throat. which in turn has his hands gripping at your hips in desperation. yeah, he really was head over heels.
you pull away, hand coming up to hold his cheek, gently moving his face to face yours. " let me finish my next set, get paid and i'll be all yours for today baby, " his huge hands trailing down to grip your hips again.
he leans into your touch, those sweet brown eyes pouting back at your pleased look. you laugh, pressing your lips to his in a desperate kiss, your hips pressing into his. he groans, leaning in feverishly to chase your lips.
you pull back, somehow snaking out of his firm and desperate grip, leaving him high and dry as you slowly sway your hips as you walk back to the door. " don't have any fun without me, sugar, " his brows furrowing in a plea at your wicked grin and wink.
he groans, dropping down to sit on the edge of the bed, head leaning against his palm in defeat. " yes, momma, " he grunts and huffs, those pretty brown puppy eyes not leaving your figure until you've left the room and closed the door.
he drops back onto the bed with deep and shaky breath, anything you say, he'll do.
✮ꜜ : ❛
the house is quiet as Sam reluctantly walks Michael through the door. he's kicking himself for not having grabbed all the stuff he needed before leaving this morning. as much as he always takes pride in being ladies man, and wanting 'lovin' from any gorgeous lady, he really believes he's found 'the one' here with you.
so he'd do anything to avoid bringing work into your gorgeous and large home. hell, anywhere near you for that matter.
Michael laughs at Sam's uptight figure, patting him on the back. " hey, this way i'll meet that lady of yours you won't shut up about, see who's got you all tied down. "
Sam loudly shushes him, turning around with a frown and a serious look. " you're not meeting her, cause you're not waking her! keep your voice down and don't touch anything! " he whisper yells. Michael merely snickers to himself as they continue.
Sam sighs, pulling open a drawer in the kitchen to sift through for his things. " she had long night last night, " he turns around with that stupid grin, " if you catch my drift, hehe. "
Michael rolls his eyes, " just grab your stuff and let's get going then, "
Sam waves behind him to get Michael to shut it, and in the process knocking the stapler out of the drawer and sending it clattering down onto the hardwood floor. Sam shoots up, eyes wide and a grimace on his thin lips. Michael nearly laughed at the sight, if it wasn't for the voice that called out from down the hall.
" Sam, honey? that better be you, " and Sam looks like a child that was caught stealing candy from the jar on the top shelf.
" goddamnit, " he huffs to himself, " yeah it's me baby, just forgot a few things! " he calls out, quickly returning to the drawer as he mutters curses at himself.
Michael watches the sight with an amused look, glancing at his watch to keep track of when they should leave.
soft footsteps echo through the hall, a long yawn following. " what'd you forget? maybe i can help look-" you start, arms still stretched above you as you walk into the large kitchen to find Sam, and someone else standing by him. you squint your eyes at Michael, before shaking your head and moving over to Sam.
Michael takes in your figure, round hips, smooth waist, and nothing but small underwear and a sheer robe covering you. in your fairness, you weren't expecting guests.
Sam looks up from the drawer as your hands wrap around his waist, " i'm so, sorry for waking you, " he brows furrow and his head tilts, that puppy dog 'please forgive me' look on his face.
you shake your head, slender hand coming up to hold his face as you press a kiss to his lips. " all is always forgiven, handsome, " you grin, and his face lights up again. you turn against him, pressed against his side. " wanna introduce me to your, friend? " you hesitate the last word, still squinting at Michael.
Sam jumps into motion, large hand settling on your hip as he faces Michael. " this uh, is Mike, " he gestures towards him, Michael offers a small wave in the way of a wiggle of his fingers. " he's a friend and a colleague, " Sam continues.
you nod along, turning towards the large glass cupboard with glasses. you pull a glass from the shelf, moving over to the sink with fluid movements. Michael can see looks wise why Sam adored you. you filled the glass with water, taking sips as you lean against the counter and watch the two men.
" well, i'll leave you two handsome men to it, " you lean back against Sam, resting your head on his shoulder as you press a kiss to his cheek, your hand rubbing a few circles against his chest before making your way back to the hall you came from. " oh and uh, Mike was it? " your turn to him with a stunning smile, and a look that could only mean business.
Michael nods, " yes ma'am? " turning to you to show you he's fully listening.
you smile wider as you tilt your head, " next time dear, take your shoes off before you enter my home, don't want any dirt tracking around here, now would we? " and he can see a gentle threat in your eyes. now Michael understands why Sam adores you.
he nods, hands up in defence. " won't happen again, promise. " he returns a small smile.
you nod, pleased with his response. you turn around, swaying your hips as you make your way back down the hall. " be safe Sam! come back on time tonight, please? " your voice calls out through the home.
Sam lets out an 'ah ha!' pulling out the stack of papers he was looking for. he turns to call out to the hall, " i promise baby! " before turning to Michael, smacking the papers against his shoulder. " let's leave her be and scram Mike, " dropping the papers into Michael's hands.
he laughs, following close behind Sam. noticing that when Sam pauses by the door, he's putting his shoes on again. " you really are wrapped around her finger Sam, " he chuckles, slapping him on the back as they step through the front door, Sam closing it behind him and locking it.
" well, once you've laid your head on two thousand thread count sheets, you never want to go back to the couch again, " Sam laughs, pulling his sunglasses from the top of his head. " plus, how could i ever say no to her? you saw her, "
Michael laughs, " yeah i saw her, " he puts his sunglasses on as well. " and i get it. "
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authors note (im)patiently waiting for Sam Axe or Ash Williams requests 🫣👀
also i'm so in love with how '🙇🏻 yes mommy' Sam turned out in this fic cause HHNNNNGGGGGGGGGG i'm living for it and i'm offended at the literal complete lack of Sam x reader/you/oc fics there are 😔😤 like come on y'all, NO ONE has written anything??????? that feels ridiculous 😭💔
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Thank you sooo much for the bigger don’t🥰
Why are this man‘s pores always clogged🫠 His make-up artist uses sooo much bronzer. Every damn time… honey it‘s ok to look like a ghost. He needs someone new and a good stylist
You’re welcome 💕. I try to pay as much attention to the comfort of people who read my blog. When you spend so much time looking at content, like reading fanfiction, it’s important that things are comfy for your eyes to see ! 😅. Like even when I started writing, I presented the text (namely dialogues) differently because it was how I was used to it but I realized it’s probably not super easy on the eyes of the readers, so I try to do my best to be mindful ✨.
That being said, options are sometimes limited for bloggers/content creators because of how the platforms are made and we can’t realistically accommodate everyone’s comfort or preferences 😅. So I feel compelled to inform you that there are plug-ins you can use on your browsers, as well as accessibility options. It can make your experience as a user/reader more agreeable. Just so you know 👀. And I firmly believe that no blog or app is worth getting headaches, so don’t hesitate to improve your own online experience (sharing this tip as a chronically online person - mainly for professional purposes).
As for this man’s pores/skin/makeup… idk what to tell you. Sometimes, I tell myself the same thing. « That MUA could have done a better job » or something. And I’m sure it’s sometimes true but I’ve never had the pleasure of seeing he man up close and in the flesh, so who knows ? Maybe they’re doing their best ? Sometimes, even with good artistry skills and great products, there is only so much you can do with the canvas you’re working on.
Which brings me to my point of : as fine as he is for his age, let’s not forget that he is a 52 year-old white male with a past of substance abuse. Aka a person who fits the general description of being likely to age like milk 🤣. Just joking, don’t come at me. But I genuinely feel like it’s a lottery and some people avec more luck than others. Even with an access to good treatments and skincare, some people just aren’t blessed and there’s only so much you can do 😔 (I should know, sadly - being white and having shitty genetics, I will be aging like milk, when it comes to how my skin looks at least, in spite of doing my best).
I also think the way it comes out in pictures also depends on the camera/lighting/post treatment… as someone who did their fair share of visual content production back in the day, I can tell you that it has a huge impact too 🤣. And based on the ton of content we’ve gotten in the past months, you can tell his face and skin definitely look different depending on lighting, treatment, etc. Just look at pics/vids taken at the same event by different people and you will see it is sometimes shocking.
As for him needing a new stylist… I think y’all know what I think. 🤣 I could create a whole blog dedicated to my takes on his wardrobe and style evolution. But seeing as I’m already choosing to write corny fanfics, I think it would be too much 🤣.
I still think he is incredibly handsome and charismatic though ✨.
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