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[doctorsiren]

I’ll be doing doodle requests today as I organize some stuff I need to do this weekend, so go ahead and send them in if you want! (current fixations are mp100 and ace attorney)

[hongjoongtime117]

Dinner and Dessert

Paring: Jeong Yunho/Reader

Genre: SMUT (MDNI 18+)

Word Count: 963

Warnings: fingering, oral (F receiving), sex at parents house, almost caught, as always, let me known if I forgot anything!

Author’s Notes: this was a request from @mountquokka, I hope you enjoyyyy! 😁

Tag List: @arki-sha @ghostlovesworld @mingi-s-dimples

“I’m still starving, love,” he growls into your ear as he has you bent over the cool counter in your parent’s small bathroom. He leans over you to place heated kisses to your neck, and you can feel his hardening cock pressed against you. 

“Yunho, we can’t! My parents will hear us!” your breath is already quickening due to his intensity. 

“Then I guess you better be a good girl and keep quiet while I satiate my hunger, hmm?” he whispers into the shell of your ear before nibbling the lobe, eliciting a small whimper from you. 

His enormous, veiny hands reach around to make quick work of the button and zipper of your pants, one of the final barriers between him and his second meal. He impatiently pulls down your jeans and panties in one smooth movement, tossing them aside carelessly..

“Stay nice and quiet, baby. You know I don’t like when my meals are interrupted,” his voice rough and dangerous, sending chills down your spine. 

He swipes two long digits between your folds, feeling how wet you are. “The thrill of being caught with my face buried in your pussy turning you on, my love?” You bow forward even further, a choked moan leaving your chest, as you give a small nod. 

He drops to his knees behind you and spreads you open, licking his heart shaped lips hungrily. He licks a purposeful path from your clit to your gushing hole, a groan rumbling from deep in his chest at the taste of you. “Fuck, you always taste so good.”

A small whimper rises from your throat at his deep voice vibrating against your folds. “You love this, don’t you baby?” Not waiting for a response, he plunges his tongue deep inside, making your toes curl.

“Mmm, fuck Yunho.” Your knuckles turn white from the death grip you have on the counter. 

As he continues tongue fucking you relentlessly, his expert fingers find your sensitive bundle of nerves, giving you just the right amount of friction to have your head spinning. The fire in your gut has started to simmer.

He unlatches from you for a moment, and you whine at the loss of his warm mouth. “Let me get a little more comfortable, my love.” He fully seats himself and rests his back against the cupboard, reacquainting his mouth with your pussy.

He tongues your clit, and slides two lithe fingers inside your clenching hole, curling them to hit your sweet spot. Your legs tremble under his ministrations, and you can feel his cocky smirk against your heat. 

You can’t help the filthy noises that are pouring out of you, and the lewd sounds from Yunho lapping at your pussy are only growing louder. Another curl of his practiced fingers has the fire in your gut roaring. 

“Yunho, please,” you beg, not exactly sure what for. You’re so close to cumming all over your boyfriend's pretty face. But there’s a sudden soft knock on the door. 

Your panicked face looks down at Yunho between your legs, his pace never faltering. He looks at you with hooded eyes, and quirks an eyebrow. 

“YN, is everything ok?” your mother asks.

Yunho abuses the spongy spot inside of you and pops off your clit to whisper “You better answer your mother, baby.” He returns to your cunt with renewed effort, attempting to make you cum all over his face with your mother on the other side of the door. 

You do your best to compose yourself enough to give your mother a convincing answer. “I-I’m f-f-fine. I just wasn’t f-f-feeling well, so Yunho came to t-take care of m-me!” Your voice coming out in breathy, choppy words. 

Yunho’s fingers quicken as your mother remains on the other side of the door. “He’s such a great boyfriend, isn’t he YN? Always takes good care of you. I know you’re in good hands.” 

Yeah, really great, giant, veiny hands, that are currently fucking you right towards the teetering edge of your release. 

“Yes, hes great! You can go, everything’s fine!” Your voice comes out high pitched, whiny, and strained. You were sure you weren’t very convincing, but there’s no further conversation.

At the same time you hear her footsteps begin to recede, Yunho gently nibbles your clit and presses hard once more against your sweet spot, and the fire engulfs you.

You cum hard all over his fingers and pretty face, legs giving out and vision blurring, chanting Yunho’s name like a spell, and Yunho lowers you onto his lap. 

“Mmm, you did so good my love,” he praises as he places tender kisses on your face and neck. 

“You could have given me a moment when my MOTHER was at the door!” You lightly smack his shoulder.

“Love, I told you I don’t like being interrupted during my meals, and I meant it. Maybe you should be a little quieter next time, hmm?” If you weren’t still trembling from the aftershocks, you would have wiped that little smirk right off his face.

“Oh, fuck you, Yunho!”

“I mean, right now? Because I’m pretty sure if your mother didn’t know what happened just now, if I fuck you, she certainly will. You make such pretty noises with my dick buried inside you. And I’d want to hear every last one of them.”

“Jesus Christ, Yu. No, not right now.” You snuggle into his neck, trying to hide your heated face, full of embarrassment. “But let’s make ourselves decent, because we’re going to say goodbye to my parents, and you’re taking me home to finish what you started.” 

“Gladly,” he purrs as he places soft kisses to your lips and moves to get the two of you off the floor to bid farewell to your hosts. 

[serosluv2]

obsessed bf x pretty gf trope hcs w sero & shoto pls & ty 😁😁 (seperately pls)

It’s only 7 months late but here u go anon 😘

a/n: I wrote this in an hour in the bathtub so if it is shit- don’t tell me bc I’m just getting back into writing 😭😭

Shoto Todoroki

He fits this trope so well.

He is THEE resident pretty boy of UA so it makes perfect sense that he has the prettiest girl in all of Japan. (The world)

He is the teeny weeny ist bit dense on like how to take proper photos of you for the ‘gram but trust that he WILL be searching up everything about lighting and angles and exposure and zoom- all that nonsense.

If you’re a social media girly he may leave like one or two comments. He isn’t the best about being outwardly obsessed with you, he is all about those private small moments. Not being able to take his eyes off you anywhere. Always needing to be beside you. If he can’t be with you then trust he is texting you at every free moment and expects a response within 5 minutes.

He loves shopping with you and helping you pick out outfits or jewelry or how to style your makeup that day. He has no real opinion on what looks better tho he just loves seeing you get all prettied up. (Yk that tiktok where the girl is trying to decide on a dress color and her bf is just like “wtv u want mama u look breathtaking in both” ?That’s him.)

I feel like he doesn’t really buy you anything in the beginning of your relationship bc he doesn’t really see the point/value or something in that BUT all it takes is for kaminari to get you some product you’ve been wanting for a while for secret santa and seeing how touched you were by the gesture sends him into over drive:

“OH MY GOD! KAMI!!” You exclaim- wrapping your arms around him. “How did you know? I’ve been looking for this everywhere!” Shoto notices how big your eyes got and the slight blush on your cheeks from excitement and he feels, something unpleasant. Jealousy? Envy? Possessiveness? Whatever it is he doesn’t like how grateful you’re acting toward the blonde. I mean sure, he got you something nice you’ve wanted but that’s not his job (he just so happened to get you for secret santa so he kind of had to get you something) he’s not your boyfriend only your boyfriend- HIM- should be gifting you stuff. Then he kinda has a “ohh.” Moment and realizes he has never really gotten you anything just because.

Anyways after that whole interaction he is getting you anything and everything you look at for more than a second. You keep looking at some necklace at the store? Bought. He sees you liking tiktoks about girls getting flowers? Now you’re getting a bouquet every date night. Does he himself have money? No, but that No.1 hero daddy sure does. And let’s be honest he kind of owes shoto for making his childhood - for lack of a better word- awful.

In conclusion, Shoto loves his pretty girl and will do anything she asks of him without question.

Hanta Sero

Clawing at my cage for this man.

Now sero has been… infatuated with you since he first laid eyes on you one faithful morning. You were ordering at some coffee shop he passes by on his way to school and just one glance had him stopped dead in his tracks. The way your hair framed your face perfectly, your face in general because holy shit- you were gorgeous. Straight out of a magazine. He quickly took notice of the little embellishments you made to your uniform.. uniform? The same one Mina has. OH MY GOD YOU GO TO UA AND HE HAS NEVER SEEN YOU BEFORE?

He literally cannot stop thinking about you and boom you appear again in the halls. Your going the opposite direction has him with your friends and he sees you all have a little cafe cup. Did you buy them all a drink before class? So you’re stupidly gorgeous and nice. Great, he, for sure, has no chance with you now.

But oh that’s where he is wrong.

When you guys start dating he actually cannot believe it. He is very guarded at first because- now it’s my personal hc that sero is a bit insecure- he can’t fathom how you, YOU, would actually want to date someone like…him.

But once those walls come down he doesn’t shut up about you. Seriously all his friends are so annoyed:

“Good god soy sauce if you mention your little girly friend again I’m hurling you across the city.”

“You’re just mad you don’t have a girl as pretty as mine- don’t worry baku-man, I’m sure one day some poor person will take pity on your soul.”

Sero did in fact get hurled across the city that day.

Now where he differs from Shoto is that this man is a GOD with a camera. He has that artistic eye and is able to capture you being your baddest/cutest/authentic self.

Literally ya’ll

He also has a good sense of style. He never thinks you look bad in one thing versus another but he will take into account the vibe of where you’re going and what’s you’ll be doing and give his opinion based on that. Because he grew up with sister and knows how to get around the “which one looks better?” Type question without hurting you.

Now sero doesn’t have money to spoil you senseless but what he does have is the forever lasting instinct to put your comfort above his own. It’s freezing and you didn’t wear a jacket because “a hoe ever gets cold”? Don’t worry sero will give you his and be visibly growing icicles on his body to keep you warm. Feet hurt from those impractical shoes? He’s caring you all the way home even if he is still terribly sore from a killer arm workout the day before with kirishima. A no a mudy puddle and you’re wearing your new white shoes :(! Well sero is laying his jacket down over it or simply caring you over the puddle. He isn’t the type to roll his eyes at how “ridiculous” or “spoiled” you’re being. You are y/n freaking l/n. He’ll do whatever you need to make sure nothing in your life goes wrong.

He also is the type to spam comments in your TikTok or Insta post and makes all his friends do the same. Not that you need it- he just loves fueling your ego.

[botchedsundoll]

requests still open? insomniac anon is back

re fluff hcs with a reader who's on a trip? family, work, any reason; just some temporary absence/reunion scenarios

L. KENNEDY, C. REDFIELD, C. OLIVEIRA X READER (SEPARATE)

ೃ⁀➷ sypnosis; absence/reunion hc’s

ೃ⁀➷ warnings; none!

ೃ⁀➷ author’s note; bought ps plus iusy to play ff7 and ff15 again ermmmmm, this is mostly random bs i thought of on the spot😁, also i always think of re5-re6 chris and og re4 leon when writing these but its up to u😘😘, no proofread yikes

C. OLIVEIRA

you’d think he was grieving your loss by the way he was acting

doesn’t necessarily let it show too much into his daily life (for exp. work) but you can still notice he’s not as up beat as he usually is

sends you random photos of the things he gets up to whilst your gone, and half the time they’re things that make you regret even leaving him alone - such as something he’d made in the oven all over the floor as he dropped it by accident, captioned with a single ‘oops’

but you get some heartwarming videos here and there amidst all the chaos and random bullshit. like him fixing the piece of jewellery you’d complained about breaking for so long, or something as simple as him trying to learn to cook your favourite dish to welcome you back

sends you photos of him brushing his teeth every morning. send one back.

yet once you’re back? it’s as if nothing ever happened. INSISTS on being the one to pick you up, no ifs or buts

absolute bone crushing hug, spins you around whilst he’s at it before attacking your face with kisses. he’s missed you, okay?

L. KENNEDY

he tries to ignore your absence as much as possible

tries to keep his hands and mind busy at all times, simply to not think about you not being with him

sends a message daily, asking how you are and if everything’s alright. he’d prefer to call you, but he refrains from doing so as he doesn’t want to disturb you in any way ;(

but whenever you call, you best believe he answers literally on the first ring (if he’s not at work, yet even if he is he manages to somehow answer the phone) and has a small smile on his face basically the whole time you’re speaking with him

tends to start taking less care of himself once you’re gone due to him overworking himself to keep his mind off things. it’s a bad habit, he knows, and he’s guaranteed to have a lecture from you once you’re back

but he doesn’t mind like at all - subconsciously does it on purpose so you dote on him once you’re back but you didn’t hear that from me

long ass hug once you’re back, face buried in your neck as he simply takes in the scent of your perfume once more - until you comment on his eyebags and the lecture begins

a small smirk tugged on his face and a ‘what, worry that much ‘bout me?’

C. REDFIELD

workaholic at heart. so he works even more to make up for your absence

calls you twice a day without fail - once in the morning, once at night just to simply hear your voice and ask you about what you’ve been up to

won’t ever admit it, yet going to bed without you now feels strange. sure, he might sleep flat on his back half the time and be out cold most of the time when you’re just getting into bed, but he can’t help but miss the thought and feeling of you throwing your leg over his hips and snuggling against his bicep. he’s a simple man

hates when you leave because your cooking’s gone. there is genuinely nothing this man loves more than a meal home cooked by you, and having that stripped away from him is, to him, worse than having to deal with all the BOWs and shit at work

claire’s always asking him when you’re back for 2 reasons; 1, she genuinely wants to know to see you again and 2, she loves reminding chris of the fact you’re gone and winding him up about it. sibling love

will literally decide himself that he’s picking you up. whether that be the airport or a whole different city, he’s coming for you himself. you get no say in it

you come running at him and throw yourself against his chest, which prompts him to wrap his arms around you with a small grin on his face

[winterrrnight]

mystery of love

PAIRING: husband!soft!rafe cameron x wife!fem!reader

SUMMARY: rafe started to get more busy with his business, and you couldn’t help but start to feel neglected by him.

WARNINGS: soft soft SOFT rafe, he's so lovesick for his wife it is crazy (no it isn’t that’s practically canon), slightly suggestive content but it’s written with a fluffy intent, usage of nicknames like goddess & baby, and just loads of sweetness over all, very very slight angst (?) and intentional use of lower case

EDITH SPEAKS: this fic is more on this, you can’t look at that picture and not think that’s rafe, cause it is! thank you so so much to @glimodejun who commented their idea which prompted me to write this 🫶🏼 i was supposed to write a blurb but I got carried away, clearly, and this is pushing 2k words 😁

anyways, please please reblog if you liked this and feedback is always appreciated! thank you so much for reading 🫧

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oh will wonders ever cease? blessed be the mystery of love

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it was starting to get a little out of hand.

you always knew how important rafe’s business was to him, especially after he inherited it all from his father. the burgeoning fire in him to make the business bigger and better than it had ever been and be so much more powerful than his father, who couldn’t give him an ounce of attention or praise his entire childhood was one of the biggest things fueling his motivation.

that, and wanting to give you everything you could possibly need in great abundance so that you never felt you were at a loss of anything under his roof.

so you knew he tended to sometimes spend longer hours at the office, to get everything done, to not let a single mistake fall into place in front of his eyes, everything perfectly coordinated and right up to his standards.

he always made sure to call you or send you a text if he was going to be late, informing you why he was going to be late, the tentative time he should be back home, with a small ‘i love you’ and ‘i miss you’ accompanied with the occasional red heart he only ever used for you.

since the past few days, unfortunately you hadn’t been receiving the texts you always did. if you did, it was short, something along the lines of ‘i’ll be late’. but no explanation as to exactly what had been keeping him busy, and no words of endearment at all. he started coming home really late, most of the times when you had tried your best to stay up till he comes home, but the exhaustion would always defeat him in the race and you’d be out like a light.

and the next morning wasn’t close to being better than the night. if you were lucky, you would catch him getting ready for work, and you would always prompt him to stay for at least breakfast. but he would be in a hurry and shake his head no, saying something like ‘i have to leave, it’s important’ and leaving you with a chaste kiss to your lips.

whatever you’d ask, his answers to you would be short, concise and quick, and you felt as if you’re catching the subtle drift of vexation and annoyance in his tone. was it actually there or were you just imagining it? you didn’t know.

and if you weren’t lucky, you wouldn’t even get to see him leave. by the time you would be up, you would only feel the cold wrinkled sheets next to you, the faint scent of him lingering in the air as a burning memory of the love of your life.

this specific night, exactly one week after since the first day this peculiar behavior of his started, you were seated on the edge of the bed after a shower, applying your lotion on your arms as you prepared yourself for another night of waiting for rafe, falling asleep in the process, and letting it be a mystery solved only by some higher power if you would see him in the morning or not.

as you were rubbing the lotion into your skin, you couldn’t help your wandering mind. how were you supposed to deal with this situation? were you supposed to confront him and demand answers? or were you supposed to tread slowly? you knew you were nearing the end of the american fiscal year; 30th of september being right around the corner. it involved loads of financial and accounting work, preparing end-of-year accounts and statements, and what not. so him being busy felt justified. but he should be able to spare a moment to at least send you a proper text, shouldn’t he?

no, you shake your head. you’re his wife, for god’s sake. you shouldn’t be reducing your worth down to some text. heck, you should be getting proper calls from him. you’ve been so wonderfully patient, not complaining for a second for the past week. the least you can get is a proper conversation with him.

as you made up your mind firmly, your thoughts were cut through firmly when the door to your bedroom opened. you looked up to see rafe entering inside the room, his blazer off and resting on his shoulder, and his sleeves messily rolled up to his elbows.

“hey,” he muttered as he closed the door behind him, keeping his bag on the side and disappearing behind the washroom door.

“hey,” you said quietly, your gaze fixed on the floor as you heard the washroom door close. you remained seated on the edge of the bed, clad in a satin black robe which he swore made you look even more of a goddess than you already did as you waited for him to come out.

you heard the shower run inside for some time, after which the door opened and you were greeted with rafe sporting a pair of grey sweatpants, his upper body bare with some water droplets still trickling down his skin.

as he came out, he saw you in the same position at the edge of the bed as before. “hey why aren’t you going to sleep hm?” he asked as he busied himself with applying his moisturizer to his face.

“no reason,” you muttered, your back to him as you kept your gaze down at your feet.

rafe was very quick to catch the dejection in your voice, and before you knew it, he was making his way around the bed to you, standing right in front of you as he looked down at you.

“baby, look up please,” he murmured softly, one of his hand coming to rest on your cheek.

you lifted your head up to meet his gaze, your eyelids heavy as you look up at him through your lashes. “yeah?” you mumbled.

rafe exhaled softly at your bleak tone. he sank down on his knees in front of you, his gaze coming to your level.

“listen baby,” he sighed softly, placing both his hands on your thighs right below the hem of the robe. “I… I haven’t been the best husband the past week and I’m… so so sorry about that,”

his heartfelt words reached your ears and caused your eyes to widen, your mind started to work away the gears to process his words.

“I haven’t been giving you the attention and love I vowed to give you on day one,” he whispered looking deep in your eyes, his own eyes softened to such an extent it had you melting completely. “I haven’t been communicating well with you I…” he muttered, running one hand over his prickly buzzed hair, “I didn’t mean to do that baby I’m so sorry…”

you wanted to say something, anything, for that matter, but you were rendered completely speechless when you started feeling him press kisses over your thighs.

“I hope you can forgive me,” he whispered into your skin, “I hope you can forgive me for everything I did… I’ll make it up to you I promise…”

your lips parted to let out shuddering gasps as you felt him slowly move the satin of your robe up to reveal more of your thighs, his lips pressing kisses against your inner thighs and trailing over your outer thighs.

“I’m so sorry… so sorry, my goddess…” he whispered. “i won’t ever do this again… you’re my top priority, always, and there will never be a second where you don’t feel that way…”

his words left a searing mark on your skin, his lips trailing up to your left hip bone. one of his hands came to rest on your right hip, rubbing gentle circles onto your hip bone through the satin of your robe, and his other hand shifted your robe even higher to grant him more access to your skin. his lips landed on your hip bone and he pressed the most tender kisses along the bone, a soft gasp escaping your lips at his actions. your hand came to rest on the side of his face, your head leaning back as you felt the sensations of his lips on your sensitive hip bone thrum all throughout your body, lighting up each and every nerve that constituted you.

“I love you so much…” he whispered against your skin, starting to gently suck on your skin, his eyes fluttering shut. a hum of pleasure tumbled past your lips, your own eyelids getting heavier. “I love you so so much darling and I’m…” his lips started to trail over your lower abdomen, pressing kisses through the soft satin of your robe that still covered your upper half, “I’m never making this mistake ever again I promise... please forgive me…” he pleaded, his lips making over to your other hip bone and kissing on it, before gently sucking on it the same way he did earlier.

“you only deserve the best…” he murmured, lips trailing a path down to your inner thigh again. “just the best… cause you are so amazing…” he whispered, nipping on the soft skin of your inner thigh. your fingers curled over the nape of his neck to give you some leverage, soft gasps leaving your lips, your eyelashes fluttering, and your chest starting to heave from every kiss and nip of his lips and teeth.

his both hands now rested on the sides of your thighs as they gently kneaded into the flesh and his lips peppered insistent kisses all over your inner thighs. he looked up from your thighs up to you, a pleading expression in his eyes, his lips slightly parted as breaths escaped them.

“please forgive me, my beautiful goddess…” he implored, his voice a mere whisper. “please please forgive me, I’ll never do the same I promise…”

you looked down at him, your fingers trailing to the side of his face to gently cup his cheek. he snuggled into the warmth of your hand almost immediately, his eyes closing for a moment as he let out a soft sigh, letting his lips press a chaste kiss to your palm.

“I forgive you, rafe…” you whispered.

that made him look up at you, his eyes widened and the pleading expression draining out to be replaced with a hopeful one.

“yeah? you do?” he asked, squeezing your thighs in return.

“yeah,” you whispered back, giving him a small smile as you trailed your fingers to the side of his neck, gently scratching your nails against it. he let out a soft exhale at the sensation, letting his head drop to your thighs as your fingers made their way to the back of his neck, continuing the scratching motion. he almost purred in your lap at the feeling, nestling his face into your thighs.

“thank you…” he whispered against your skin. “I won’t disappoint you again, I promise,”

you let out a gentle sigh as you looked at his buried face in your thighs, your expression softening more.

“I know you won’t,” you mumbled, leaning down to press a soft kiss to his head.

that night, he held you in his arms and kept you pressed against him, his warmth lulling you in the most beautiful slumber you had experienced in that past week. he made sure you fell asleep comfortably, his lips always pressing random kisses to whatever part of your skin he could succumb to, whispered sweet nothings stumbling past his lips to your ears to alleviate you to great heights.

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[luvclerc]

how bout a charles leclerc x kpop idol reader? where charles and the reader have been dating even before they became famous. theyve been soft-launching each other for years and years, and the fans are trying to figure it out.

ps: i imagine jennie kim as the face claim (i love her sm)

gf reveal please

summary: when fans are manifesting a relationship they don’t know already exists

pairing: charles leclerc & reader

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youruser happiest girl in the worlddd

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rubylove to the person that sends her blue flowers every year for her birthday, thank you <3

heartyn the way she’s always getting the same flowers every year 😭

petrolh lewis what are u doing here 👀

pink1 pretty sure they did a campaign together recently so nothing juicy from them

rosiesyn i just want to know who’s been gifting her flowers every year

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charles_leclerc from the camera roll 📸

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lecler16 ahhh not charles in his soft launch the flowers again???!-

scuder1a going to pretend i didn’t see the last slide 🫶🏻

pierregasly 😁

amorcl ???

lestapa33n what does this mean

pinkari i want to say something but i don’t want to get ratioed on here too

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youruser uk recap (ps. wasn’t exactly the results we wanted but still had a good time!)

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pinkscuderia HELLO YN WAS AT SILVERSTONE AND THERE WAS NO PICTURES OF HER AT THE PADDOCK??!/!/

ynnniviee we were robbed of yn content at the race

char_les PLEASE TELL ME WE HAVE SOME CONTENT OF YN WITH THE DRIVERS scuderiaferrari

scuderiaferrari 🤭

sainzchar DOES THAT MEAN YESS???

scuderiaferrari see you again next race?

pinkari CHARLES IN THE LIKES??? ONE STEP CLOSER TO MY SHIP SAILING

lechairs but charles already has a gf…

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charles_leclerc 9th. not the results we were expecting but thank you for the continuous support. next stop break.

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itsleclerc silverstone + strategist screwed over charles this weekend but the man still has the mood to soft launch..

clmcquen shout to to charles gf for helping him through this tough time

lechairrie one day ferrari will stop fcking up charles

ynmon would have been great if yn got to celebrate a win with ferrari :(

youruser forever proud! comment has been deleted

sainzchair ENOUGH with posting the back of her head gf reveal pls

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charles_leclerc always nice to spend the holidays with family ❤️

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itslec1erc it’s been 5 holidays gf reveal when 🥹

scuderiaferrari lovely family ❤️

carlossainz55 this a big ass tree

landonorris psa! charles gf makes more money than him

charles_leclerc as she should :)

alex_albon when i borrowed $200 from her and she didn’t ask for it back 💃🏻

ynlnlover is anymore here from yn recent post?!

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ariyn the dress... the tree... the private jet

sharleclerc waittt is this the girl from charles recent post???

landonorris oop the dots are connecting

georgerussell63 did you get me a christmas gift this year??

youruser uM haha

ynhearrt NOO MOTHER FIRST DATING RUMOR 💔

plsyn f1 driver x kpop idol is the weirdest crossover i’m sorry???

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charles_leclerc took her on a trip for our fifth anniversary ❤️

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pierregasly damn i wanted to be the one who did the reveal 💔

youruser ilyy 💞

carlossainz55 does this mean i can finally post my pictures 😭

sharlcare STOP THIS IS SO UNEXPECTED

ynmomm THE VISUALS WNSNDNSNW

scuderiaferrari parents 🫶🏻

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youruser me and my man <3

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pinkari EVERY TONGUE THAT RISES AGAINST ME SHALL FALL

leschairs it was you and me against the world :(

charles_leclerc yn only agreed to hard launch cause she didn’t want pierre to reveal it himself 😞

pierregasly you never want to see me win :/

landonorris adopt me 🫶🏻

ynfan THE PRETTIEST COUPLE

charlyn don’t know who i want more, yn or charles 😭

carlossainz55 don’t forget about me 🥹

[woozinhos]

waking jeonghan up in the middle of the night cs ur needy😁😁

Ahhh this is such a good concept I hope you enjoy what I’ve wrote about <3

It was the middle of the night, and you were lying in bed next to Jeonghan, wide awake and unable to sleep. You shifted restlessly, feeling a sense of need and desire coursing through your body. You looked over at Jeonghan, who was sleeping peacefully beside you.

You couldn't resist the urge any longer, and you gently nudged him awake. Jeonghan didn't stir, his breathing slow and even as he continued to sleep soundly. You tried again, shaking him gently and calling his name, but he still didn't respond.

You let out a huff of frustration, feeling even more needy and desperate now that you were unable to wake him up. You were tempted to give up and just take care of your own needs, but the thought of Jeonghan waking up to find you satisfied without him was unbearable. You knew he would be upset if he missed out on the opportunity to pleasure you, and you wanted to make sure he was awake and aware of your needs.

So, you decided to try one last thing. You reached out and pinched his arm, hard. Jeonghan stirred, his eyes slowly opening as he felt the sharp pinch on his arm. He let out a groan, rubbing his eyes as he slowly came to consciousness.

"What the hell was that for?" he mumbled, still half-asleep.

Jeonghan blinked sleepily at you, his expression confused and groggy.

"Babe, what's going on?" he asked, his voice thick with sleep. "It's the middle of the night."

You shifted closer to him, pressing your body against his as you tried to convey your need through your touch.

"I need you," you whispered, your voice filled with desire. "I can't sleep. I need you to take care of me."

Jeonghan's eyes widened as he realized what you meant, and a slow smile spread across his face.

"Is that so?" he murmured, his voice low and seductive. "You need me to take care of you, huh?"

"Yes," you whispered, your body pressing even closer to his. "I need you to touch me. Please, Jeonghan."

Jeonghan chuckled, his smile growing wider as he looked at you.

"You're insatiable, aren't you?" he teased, his voice still thick with sleep. "But fine, since you asked so nicely, I'll help you out."

He rolled onto his back, pulling you on top of him.

"I'm still a little tired, so you'll have to do most of the work," he said with a smirk.

You straddled his chest, your body positioned so that your core was hovering just above his face. Jeonghan reached up and grasped your hips, his fingers digging into your skin as he guided you down towards his mouth.

"Come here," he murmured, his eyes dark with desire. "Let me taste you."

You slowly lowered yourself onto his face, your thighs trembling with anticipation. Jeonghan let out a soft groan as he finally tasted you, his tongue darting out to swirl around your clit.

He began to eat you out with a slow, deliberate pace, his tongue flicking and lapping at your sensitive flesh with expert precision. You moaned softly, your hips rocking against his face as you chased the pleasure he was giving you. Jeonghan's hands moved from your hips to your thighs, his fingers digging into the flesh as he held you in place.

He continued to lick and suck at your clit, occasionally moving his tongue down to tease your entrance before returning to the sensitive bundle of nerves. You could feel the heat building in your core, your body growing more and more desperate for release with each stroke of his tongue. You reached down and tangled your fingers in his hair, holding him in place as you ground yourself against his face.

Jeonghan responded by doubling his efforts, his tongue working faster and harder as he focused on bringing you to the edge. You were panting now, your body trembling with need as you teetered on the edge of your orgasm. Jeonghan could tell you were close, and he began to hum against your core, the vibrations sending shockwaves of pleasure through your body.

He slid a hand up your thigh, his fingers trailing lightly over your sensitive skin until he reached your entrance. You continued to grind against his face, your hips moving in a steady rhythm as you sought your release. Jeonghan slipped a finger inside you, his mouth still working relentlessly on your clit.

He began to pump his finger in and out of you, matching the pace of your movements as he sought to push you over the edge. You were so close now, your entire body tense with anticipation. Jeonghan added a second finger, curling them upwards to hit that sweet spot inside you.

He looked up at you, his eyes dark with desire as he watched you fall apart above him. You cried out as you finally reached your peak, your body shuddering with pleasure as your orgasm washed over you. Jeonghan continued to work you through it, his tongue and fingers never ceasing their movements until you were completely spent.

He slowly pulled away from you, his face slick with your arousal as he looked up at you with a satisfied grin. You collapsed onto the bed beside him, your chest heaving as you tried to catch your breath. Jeonghan rolled onto his side, propping himself up on one elbow as he looked down at you.

"Satisfied?" he asked, a smug grin on his face.

Jeonghan chuckled at your expression, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he reached up to wipe his face.

"You look like you enjoyed that," he teased, his voice still husky with sleep and desire.

You reached out and traced a finger along his jawline, collecting some of the remaining evidence of your pleasure.

"You look good like this," you said, your voice still a bit shaky from your orgasm.

Jeonghan's grin widened, and he captured your hand in his, bringing it to his mouth and sucking your finger clean.

"I could say the same about you," he murmured, his eyes dark with desire as he looked at you. "You're beautiful when you're coming undone."

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

All In 9

No tag lists. Do not send asks or DMs about updates. Review my pinned post for guidelines, masterlist, etc.

Warnings: this fic will include dark content such as noncon/dubcon, age gap, power imbalance, low self esteem, and possible untagged elements. My warnings are not exhaustive, enter at your own risk.

This is a dark!fic and explicit. 18+ only. Your media consumption is your own responsibility. Warnings have been given. DO NOT PROCEED if these matters upset you.

Summary: you meet a mysterious man on a night out with your sister. (petite!reader)

based on the winning option for this poll

Characters: casino owner!Bucky Barnes

Note: Hellllllooooo 😁

As per usual, I humbly request your thoughts! Reblogs are always appreciated and welcomed, not only do I see them easier but it lets other people see my work. I will do my best to answer all I can. I’m trying to get better at keeping up so thanks everyone for staying with me.

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You can’t help but admire the books balanced in your lap. You’re overly aware of another set of eyes on you as you once more trace the title with your fingertips, not wanting to touch too much but simply unable to resist. It can’t be real. All the books you ever had come from the Goodwill or your grandmother’s closet. 

Bucky leans into you, his proximity still sweltering to you. You glance over at him sheepishly as you grip the edges of the top book to hold them steady. 

“Thank you,” you babble again, probably for the ten dozenth time. 

“You like them, doll?” 

“Yes, very much,” you push your shoulders up bashfully. 

“See, doll, all I wanna see is you happy,” he intones, “you’re happy, aren’t you?” 

“Sure, yes,” you stammer, “thank you.” 

He chuckles, amused by your incessant thanks yous. He rubs your shoulder and grips it tight, pulling you closer. 

“So, I made you happy,” he shifts his body slightly against the seat belt, “how are you going to make me happy?” 

You blink and gulp, clutching the books tighter. You bite down as you stare at him. Oh. 

“Can I tell you how?” He brings his fingertips up to pet your chin, “promise, it’s not too much.” 

“Mm, okay,” you utter. 

He grins and presses his thumb against your chin, “a kiss? Just one.” 

You let out a wispy noise and barely keep the books from slipping away. What? You can't be entirely surprised, you have no illusions, well as little as you can have, about what he wants and yet it’s like you’ve been slammed into by a sixteen-wheeler. Your clamp your lips tight as your bat your eyes. 

He considers you and his lips straighten, his dimples pitting beneath his beard, “you don’t want to?” 

“Uh, no, it isn’t...” your bottom lip quivers and your voice quakes. “I just...” 

You shudder and look at his mouth then his neck. You can’t look him in the face. Your whole body is alight and your heart is throbbing. How do you tell him the one thing you’re terrified to ever admit to anyone, though you’re certain they can see it clear enough. 

“You just what?” His voice is grittier, deeper. It adds an extra beat to your heart. 

“I never...” your eyes wander away, “I never kissed anyone. I’m sorry. I’m just... nervous. So I... I don’t know if I would be good.” 

He hums and rubs your chin, turning your head to him. He moves his hand to cradle your entire jaw and your throat bobs once more. You can’t help but reach to his wrist, clasping around his silver watch as your other hand strains to keep hold of the books in your lap. 

“Why wouldn’t you be any good, doll? Those lips can’t be anything but delicious.” 

You squeak and squirm in the seat. A tingle flows up your spine and strangles you. Your lips open and close like a fish out of water, a fluttering breath escaping you. 

“Doll, close your eyes,” he says. 

You can’t argue. You can’t move. You can barely think. So you obey. 

You shut your eyes and feel the heat around you stir. You can sense him leaning in and you stiffen as his breath glosses over you. He tilts your head up as his lips brush yours, his beard tickling your skin, and he presses firmly against you. You squeeze your eyes tight as he hums again and you let out a surprised squeak as his tongue pokes against your mouth. 

He pulls back as the books fall out of your lap onto the floor. Your eyes flick open and you try to look down. He holds you in place and pushes you back against the seat. 

“Forget them,” he urges as his hand stretches across your neck, “and open your mouth, doll.” 

He leans in once more and you’re plastered against the seat by his weight and the seatbelt. His mouth covers yours again and you let your lips go slack as his tongue delves within. You let out a murmur around him and slap your hand against the suede as his hand moves under your ear, a perfect vee beneath your lobe. He groans as he keeps his tending firm but soft, drawing back with a nibble as he leaves your lips wet. 

You sit there, eyes closed, puffing and trembling. He caresses your chin and purrs, “how was it, doll? Everything you expected and more?” 

You force your eyes open and look at him, shrinking down as you reach for his arm and try to dislodge his hand, “wow... I...” 

He smirks, “been a while since I left a lady breathless.” 

“I’m... sorry.” 

“Sorry?” He drags his touch along your jawline, “for what?” 

“I... was I bad?” You ask. 

He once more looms over you and you brace yourself. He kisses your forehead and slowly retracts his arm, “you are too good, doll. If I don’t stop myself...” 

You look around, fluttering lashes, shaky hands, and slowly bend forward. You gather up the books and slowly sit back. You stare forward, stunned stupid as the feel of his lips lingers. It wasn’t bad, just new, a little bit scary. Just like his words. 

What would happen if he didn’t stop himself? Could you stop him? 

🃏

The car rolls through a gate topped with golden points. You peer up at the urban mansion. You’ve never been to this part of town. The towering homes and curated lawns make you feel tiny. More so than usual. 

You fumble to undo your seatbelt as Merv opens the door. You slide out ahead of Bucky and he trails after, his hand on your back as he guides you up the stone walk to the front door. He punches in a code into the keypad and lets you in ahead of him. 

As you enter, you smell maple and bacon. He stays close to you, directing you with a point over your shoulder. You enter a dining room, the large table only set for two. He takes the books from you and sets them aside on the corner table. You swallow tightly. 

“My personal chef should be about done,” he pulls out a chair and looks back at you expectantly. 

You scurry up and sit with a thank you. He tucks the chair in under you and takes the chair on the other side of the corner, still close. Before you can settle in, a woman appears with two stemmed glasses. She sets one down before each of you as Bucky nods in fleeting acknowledgement, though his blue eyes only twinkle in your direction. 

“Smells good,” you chew your lip nervously and his gaze follows the gesture. 

“Nothing but the best, doll,” he winks and sips from his glass. 

You do the same, surprised by the bubbliness. There’s a slight tang to the orange juice you don’t expect. He’s still watching you, seemingly amused by the play of emotions on your face. 

“What?” You give a brittle giggle. 

“You,” he says, “it’s a mimosa...” he leans forward, “still tryna figure out what you like.” 

“It’s nice. Sweet,” you look at the glass and take another drink. 

“Mm, maybe something strawberry next time,” he suggests. 

“Ooo,” you smile but stop yourself as you feel goofy. 

You blow out between your lips, trying to expel the tension as his eyes stay stuck to you. His attention is flattering but no less intimidating. You were never one to be in the spot light. You peer around the room, admiring the modern but elegant decor. 

“Your house is so nice,” you rub your hands together nervously. “Must be nice living here...” 

“Eh, bit empty but not bad,” he says, “lonely.” 

“Oh,” you turn back to him. 

“Doll,” he pinches the stem of the glass, “I don’t want you to get the wrong idea here. I know I got a reputation, you probably read all about it online. But I’m a changed man... or trying to change.” 

You lower your brow in confusion. It’s strange to have anyone, let alone him, explain themselves to you. 

“You know, I was with a certain type for a long time but... nothing serious. No one like you.” 

Oh, you know. Why would he be with someone like you? You don’t dare to ask the question. 

“It’s... okay,” you stammer. 

“I don’t know any other way to do this,” he sits back and pushes his hair away from his face, “I’m taking it slow but...” his chest rises and he exhales heavily, “I hope you know how into you I am.” 

Your cheeks sting hotly and you can’t help but touch them. You avert your eyes, looking down, then cross your arms across your chest. You look at him and shrug. 

“Why?” 

He narrows his eyes and brushes his fingers along the trim of his beard. He puckers his lips thoughtfully. 

“I didn’t know until I saw you,” he drops his hand, resting it against the table. “I don’t know, you just looked... sweet. A bit lost. But I meant what I said, the skirt was cute. Kinda hoped you’d wear it today.” 

“Oh?” You let out apologetically. 

“That’s okay, doll, wishful thinking,” he says, “can’t have everything I want at once. I’m learning that.” He sits forward, “you’re teaching me how.” 

“I am?” 

“Sure you are,” he smirks, “waiting on you, aren’t I?” 

“Uh, yeah, I guess,” you twiddle your fingers nervously. 

Before it can grow awkward, the same woman returns. She has a tray in her hands, large and spread with serving dishes. She leans it on the table and lays it all out; bacon, sausage, eggs, toast, french toast, waffles, pancakes. Everything you could dream of for a perfect breakfast buffet. 

Your stomach grumbles loudly and Bucky tilts his head coyly. Did he hear that? You wait until the woman leaves to reach for your fork and knife, mirroring him as he does the same. He uses the tongs to put some bacon on his plate and offers you some. You take only one, it usually makes your stomach hurt. 

“You’ll be waiting on me tomorrow,” he says, as he continues to serve himself. Each time, he adds some to your plate as well.  

“I will?” 

“Probably a long day for me. You’re gonna have to get into the night shift, doll,” he explains. “Business and all that tripe. I’d rather have you by my side later anyhow. I’m not much of a morning person. Besides, I’ll need something pretty on my arm at the casino.” 

“Casino?” You echo. 

“Sure thing, doll. I gotta keep a watch over what’s mine,” he insists. 

“Right, er...” you look at your plate.  

The idea of stepping back into the casino makes your insides jelly. It’s so crowded and bright and busy. And with him, the one person everyone will be watching. At least there are no cameras permitted on the floor. 

“Just stick close,” he says, “shouldn’t be hard. I won’t let you get very far.” 

He chuckles and you poke at the scrambled eggs. What do you wear? What do you do? Just follow him around like a duckling? 

The woman returns, plaintive as she stands in the doorway. You glance over at her but Bucky keeps his attention on his food. 

“Thea?” He calls to her. 

“Sir, a package,” she declares. 

“Ah, yes, bring it in,” he demands and bites into a sausage. 

He chews and you opt to turn your focus to the growling in your stomach. You may as well enjoy what you can and you’ve never been shy of a good meal. You pour syrup onto the waffle and dust some icing sugar over it. He’s watching you, you peek up briefly to confirm it. You make your bites small and tidy. You wilt beneath his constant surveillance. 

The woman, Thea, returns. Bucky waves her over as she carries a white box. He drops his fork and stands. You hover your cutlery over the plate and watch as he dismisses her with a curt nod. 

“Please, enjoy,” he insists as he sets the box on the other side of the array of food. 

You stick to your conservative progress, curiously watching him as he pops open the lid of the box. He looks inside and smiles. He goes back to his seat to retrieve his napkin and wipes his hands. 

“How do you like them?” He pulls out a shirt, the edges scalloped around the bottom and neck, little purple hearts speckled all over. 

“Pajamas?” You wonder aloud. 

“Thought they’d be cute,” he smiles and drapes the shirt over the back of the chair in front of them, revealing the matching shorts. “You can take some pictures for me tonight.” 

You nearly choke. You tried to forget that picture. Both of them. His and yours. Right then, you can only think of him in the towel. 

“I’ll have it packed up with the books for you to take,” he puts the pajamas back in the box and closes the lid. “Let’s finish our food.” 

“Uh, okay, thank you,” you stammer. 

“Doll, it’s all just beginning,” he sits and reaches for his mimosa, holding it out. You take yours and he clinks your glass. “Here’s to us.”

[bestlilithian]

Home is the first grave.

[ Moon-Pluto, Pluto in 4th house culture ]

tw for various mentions of abuse and death as well as mental problems, sh and su!cide, also needles (dont ask)

- may have experienced a lot of death in thr family or in the close neighborhood

- feel more connected to your dead relatives than your alive ones

- there mightve been a death in your family before you were born

- feeling peacful in graveyards

- may have fantasized about death/su!cide, might percieve death as something that brings peace (hence the fantasies, because really all you ever wanted was peace)

- wanting peace but knowing you cannot have it because of your nature; feeling like theres just something in your blood in your soul that is uncontrollable and overwhelming

- your household was always a house , never a home

- being raised by very old people, enjoying the presence of much older wiser people (like, literal elders not hot teachers 💀)

- enduring literal psychological warfare in your home (usual your mother waged war on you as soon as you were old enough to form a coherent critical thought)

- "I hate you, dont leave me" (might be the attitude of your mother towards you, or yours towards others you love)

- Your mother always knew when you were lying or hiding something. Especially if she had a scorpio moon or moon/pluto aspects herself. You grew up extremely fearful of her.

- moon pluto culture is hearing your mother talk lovingly about her own fucked up mother, she never accepted the severity of her own abuse, until of course she needs to use it in an argument against you "Im a great mother, my mother was so much worse"(basically Im good because I abuse you differently than I was abused 😍 same shit different package)

- not liking motherly women or women who try to be mother figures to you, feeling uncomofortable around them; youre uncomfortable with how much you crave motherly love and people who can provide you that become threats because of the power they could have over you if you opened up

- being betrayed by the women in your life, especially those who were much older and supposed to take care of you (teachers, tutors, family members, therapists, babysitters..)

- toxic female friends 😁🔫 bonus : really close but toxic female friendships in youth that feel like death when you end them even though you know it was necessary

- feeling pain so deeply you think you will drop dead or have a heart attack. (When I was little and depressed I wrote in a diary of mine "My body will kill me before I get to")

more on this : when you start crying because of immense emotional pain and suddenly your heart is burning and beating too fast and youre getting light headed and throwing up , and suddenly youre not crying because of the pain, youre crying because youre afraid youre about to have a heart attack and die

- fearing that your mother will k word herself or you if you try to leave her (harsh aspects mostly)

- learning what emotional violence is very early, how to wield it and defend against it

- turning your emotions off completely for a while and then having a nervous breakdown when it all rushes back

- reading up on psychology, psychiatry and works of psychotherapists so you can heal and never become your mother

- wanting to put a bullet in your head when you notice yourself thinking or behaving like your mother

- going home after you spent time somewhere where you felt good and safe is extremely dreadful

- your mother doesnt see you as a human being (harsh aspects especially), and may take you a while to figure this out

- extremely controlling behavior from your mother or other caretakers (for example my mother threatened to send people to stalk me when I moved to a diff city, to 'make sure Im not doing something bad')

- deeply grieving the loss of your childhood and your inner child

- almost choking while crying or passing out

- feeling like youre a horrible person and dont deserve your family [because youre in deep denial and are seeing the flaws of your family as your own and denying your own trauma]

- learning about sex early on, perhaps early sexual obsession but not like promiscuity more like craving for deep intimacy (also you were probably deeply ashamed of it)

- not telling your family (esp mother) anything because they will ruin it for you

- being accused of being a psychopath, uncaring, selfish for "not loving your family enough"

- not knowing how to feel about the members of your family that played a more passive role in your life because they didnt do anything wrong but they didnt do anything right either; surely they knew , why didnt they stop it? why didnt they save you? (Im talking about adults obviously)

- your parents mightve been much older when you were born, you might have siblings much older than you

- doing anything to avoid your intense emotions and then when you break down and feel everything you realize how freeing it is and how comfortable you actually are with the intensity

- gutteral reactions to songs you deeply relate to (I hear 10 seconds of 'Slipping through my fingers' and I am dead on the floor)

- being afraid of your mother or just of your family in general

- you could probably kill someone with your bare hands if you were angry and hurt enough

- scary as fuck when you actually show your anger

- if you cry in the midst of a fight (verbal or physical) ... someone tell that person to make peace w God . cause thats you crying because of what youre about to do, because thats you loosing the last crumb of humanity you had for them and that can only end one way.

- you would probably kill for your loved ones

- your friends feel like you would help them hide a body (and you probably would)

- recognizing people by footsteps and breathing patterns (especially family members)

- deep deep eyes, people can see war and death them, and they feel like you see their pain too (because you do)

- reading people easily

- enjoying? cruelty (to yourself or others), like getting impulses to do something that would cause you or someone else that ugly feeling of facing cruelty

- finding comfort in the cold and the dark

- insane nightmares since youth, growing to be used to them

- its very hard to shock you

- you know when someones lying

- you might dread certain types of pain yet feel pleasure from them (personally I hate having my blood taken for a test but then I end up immensely enjoying the feeling of a needle pricking my skin and going deep into my vein)

- feeling the need to "kill" some your habits; most likely to drop things cold turkey and be extremely strict in breaking bad habits

- might enjoy really dark, emotionally and morally complex media

- immediately recognizing other moon pluto people and trauma bonding

- extremely good pain endurance. not necessarily tolerance , but endurance. you feel the pain and do it anyway.

- might not react to physical pain at all from a young age

- fantasies about drowning or slipping away peacfully

- either loving deep waters or hating them

- randomly breaking down in the middle of the day because of some pain you buried 5 years ago

- might self harm a lot because of your complex relationship w pain, it genuinely helps sometimes

- home feels like literal prison

- seeing the value in suffering, you might reject the idea that suffering is bad and should be avoided and prevented at all costs

- you might become religious as you mature (but usually in your own way, not necessarily according to tradition)

- forced to eat or denied food in your home, this mightve fucked up your relationship with food

And lastly, I need you to engrave this in yourself :

Wrong love is not love.

[revelboo]

ended up getting Mixmaster! Here he is, seated next to Starscream #3 and Soundwave! And Kirsten.

I'm already craving assembling more figures. they're like Lego but i can afford them

I need to grab more of the actual blind boxes 😁 Walmart’s website keeps saying they have them for under $5 until I click on them, then they’re sold out. They mock me…

Over It Now Pt 17

IDW Jazz x Reader

• Mouth brushing against yours, those big hands wandering, you’re trying to figure out if there’s any way to get him through the door in this smaller size. Out of the cold. More than wiling to find out. To drag him inside with you, because you’re not sure where this can go, but you really want to find out. “You’ll fit if I have to make you,” you mumble as his lips slide to your throat again and his servos tighten on you as his head lifts.

• “What?” He asks, slightly dazed and hoping you’re talking about what he thinks you’re talking about. Maybe not as your whole face reddens and your eyes widen slightly. ‘The house. In the house,’ you mutter, grabbing his new scarf and hiding your face against it. Swallowing back a laugh, he glances at the door. And frag it, if he can get you out of the cold, maybe then you can get on the same page he’s on. Out of those layers of coverings so he can touch you. “Sure. In the house,” he says, hooking an arm around you and standing.

• You can hear the laughter in his voice even if he’s not outright laughing at you, but now your brain’s gone there. To the implications in his confusion, his almost constant flirting, and his little candid remarks. All those tally marks you’d refused to add up suddenly making a dangerous sort of sense as he eases you down on the step and hands you the crutches. As you make your way inside and push the door open wide, it’s on the of your tongue to tell him the cast comes off in the morning. Part of you afraid still that he only hangs out around you out of guilt, because he thinks you need him. Once you don’t, he might not keep coming back. Unless you can offer him something else.

• Grimacing, as a door wing gets caught and he has to twist more to clear the narrow gap, almost lying on his side to get through the doorway. And still scraping the door frame. Now you’re laughing at him, a hand over your mouth to try to muffle the sound as he struggles and finally gets inside. And this place definitely isn’t Autobot friendly. Everything small and fragile like you as you lead him through the narrow entry space to an equally narrow hall and finally to a bigger space full of human sized, plush chairs. Part of him wanting to touch everything, to move through your space and see this part of you that’s new to him. It takes an effort to sit on the carpet in the middle of the room instead. To behave.

• Picking at the grip on a crutch with your nails, your nerve is suddenly gone. Because, you’ve never been the bold one in a relationship. Is this even a relationship? Do you want it to be? Unable to look at him as he just looks around, like he’s elated to be inside your house, you realize you do want it to be one. You like those glimpses of the real him that are getting more and more common, like hearing him open up about his past. Like when he reaches for you, handling you like you’re made of glass, and when he stares at you when he thinks you’re not paying attention, watching your every move like you’re the most important thing in his world.

• “I like your space,” he murmurs, so tempted to bring up fitting and finding out what else fits together, but not wanting to push if you’re not ready. Because you look like one wrong move will send you running. Uncertain and fidgety. So when you carefully move closer and place a warm hand on his chassis to lean in, to brush your mouth against his, it lights through him. Hands catching your hips and pulling you into his lap to straddle him, then hooking an arm around you and shifting you both so you’re on your back staring up at him, hair spread out around you and your legs still hooked around his waist like you’re not going to let him get away. “This okay?” He asks, lips brushing the corner of your mouth, aware that if you say no, he’ll drop it even it will kill him to stop. A low, rumbling noise escaping him when you just nod.

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[s0urw00lf]

hii!!

i was wondering if you could make a scenario of a protective!sam x reader? maybe an instance of reader gets taken by vamps and roughed up a bit. so when sam and dean find them, they’re kinda woozy from blood loss and opens up to sam about their feelings (kinda like a drunk confession) and upon learning reader feels the same way, sam gets extra protective and carry’s them out and just basically like a big shield.

i hope this wasn’t too rambley, but i’d love to see what you come up with!!💞

When push comes to shove

Pairing: Sam Winchester x reader

Warnings: tourture, blood loss, drowsy love confession

An: thank you for requesting and omg I love this idea so much and I may have taken it a bit to far… but I hope you like it 😁. I’m proud of myself I started this at 3:30 and finished it at five.

You were walking down the road desperate for air, Sam and Dean had kept you locked inside the stuffy motel because you’d got a nasty scratch starting from the bottom of your back to your shoulder from your last hunt and weren’t really in the shape to be fighting off creatures of the night. You made sure to grab your knife and gun because even though you weren’t fit to fight you weren’t going to walk at night completely unarmed.

The street was lit up by the dim lights on the street and the air was cool and foggy, making your skin feel a little sticky but you couldn’t care less, this was the most you’d been able to do in days. Sam and Dean were currently out inspecting a nest of vamps that had migrated over from Michigan. And you knew better than to try and argue with them when they were both on the same page so here you were.

All of a sudden your instincts were on high alert, and you had no clue why. You kept walking at a steady pace, trying not to alert who or whatever made your nerves spike. All of a sudden you heard a snap behind you and the air stilled. You whipped around not seeing anyone and then it clicked vampires.

You grabbed your knife laced with dead man’s blood and called out, “Whoever you are don’t be stupid. Come on out.” Silence. You cursed at yourself for coming outside with a barely healed wound and not in the shape to protect yourself. You looked around in circles squinting to see past the line of trees to the right of you.

Suddenly something had grabbed you and threw you sending you flying back into a car that had been parked on the side of the road. The alarm blared in your ears and a searing pain shot up your spine and you were positive the stickers Sam carefully placed were ripped and your wound was bleeding freely.

You hissed in pain trying to get up to reach for your knife that you dropped. It was about six feet away but the blur in your eyes and the pain in your back made it almost impossible for you to move. You whimpered pathetically closing your eyes calling out for the one person you wished was there with you in that moment “Sam”.

“Sam’s not gonna help you love” a deep raspy voice said from above you. You opened your eyes , surprised at how close the voice was only to feel the man’s fist collide with your head knocking you out cold.

Sam and Dean just arrived back at the motel after a not so successful ‘steak out’ as dean called it. They both entered the room ready to inform you that they hadn’t found anything. But the room was empty making Sam frown. “Maybe she’s in the bathroom?” Dean suggested with slightly concerned expression. Sam dropped his bag and hurried over to the closed bathroom door. knocking “y/n, you in there?” He asked putting his ear to the door. After no response he twisted the door knob pushing the door open slowly just in case you were in there any by some miracle just didn’t hear him.

When the door fully opened and he didn’t see you his heart practically stopped, he turned to Dean with a panicked look “she’s not here” he said. Deans face hardened “grab your stuff, let’s go”. Sam immediately complied grabbing his machete and vile of dead man’s blood. Nothing was going to stop him from getting you back.

You woke up with a gasp at the feeling of ice cold water being poured over you. “There she is? Pretty one I’d say.” The same voice from earlier spoke. Your body felt heavy and you were in so much pain you couldn’t pinpoint exactly where it was coming from. “And she smells good” a female voice spoke. You couldn’t see the faces of your attackers clearly and you were almost sure you had a concussion and were suffering from major blood loss.

You were tied to a chair, and the air in the barn was hot, not doing much to numb the pain you were in. The lack of blood in your system made you groggy, almost as if you’d been drugged but it also made your composure slip which resulted in your talking. A lot.

“They’re gonna find you. And when they do your gonna wish you kept walking” you muttered groggily. You knew they heard you because they both laughed out loud as if you’d told a joke. “Oh and she’s funny, you know I might want to keep her” the female spoke again. “Whatever you want my love” the male spoke.

Suddenly you felt a sting on the side of your neck, you hissed “I’m gonna kill you, you blood sucking son of a bitch” you hissed in pain, you were able to focus your eyes to see your attacker holding your knife to your neck and another pain shot through your body. He’d pushed the blade deeper in “mhm I’m sure you will” he said sarcastically.

“How’s about a drink love” the man asked gestiring to the blood flowing down your neck, turning to the lurking woman behind him. “I’d l ove one” she said stalking closer to you. Suddenly you heard the heavy footsteps of more people vamps rushing in. “Someone’s here” another guy called from the entrance. The couple looked from him to eachother back to you. “Then let’s tell them where we are shall we?” He said before stabbing the knife into your leg. You screamed out in pain, white hot pain coursed through your veins and you cried. Tears streamed down your face and your head again went woozy.

You heard your name shouted by none other than Sam but as much as you wanted to you couldn’t bring yourself to lift your head. And for what seemed like forever which was probably about five minutes fighting occurred and you hadn’t realized when it stopped until you heard the clang of a knife hitting the ground beside you and hands gently crab your face and lift your head. Even though you couldn’t see through your tears you immediately recognized the outline of the younger Winchester brother and your heart soared. “Untie her” he quickly told Dean who had just reached you after killing the last vamp. Sam wiped your tears even though more would just replace the ones he wiped “it’s okay, you’re okay” he comforted you, making eye contact with the knife lodged into your leg. “It hurts Sammy” you cried leaning into him after Dean cut the ropes keeping you tied to the chair. “I know sweetheart I know, we’re gonna get you to the hospital, how’s that sound?” He asked gently lifting you up bridal style.

The pain that shot through your body made you feel like you were gonna pass out and you were until Dean lightly patted your face “c’mon kid I know it hurts but you gotta stay awake okay? Talk to me and Sammy alright” he asked gently. You tried to nod but you didn’t know if you moved at all. “I love you Sammy” you said the first thing that came to mind.

The brothers paused in shock put eventually shook it off, Dean took that as his que to walk ahead and Sam let out a soft laugh. “I love you too sweethear” he said softly. He couldn’t believe you’d just said the words he’d been dying to say to you. But he wouldn’t allow himself to belive that you meant it romantically and you knew he wouldn’t. “No like I really love you, like more than friends. I love your eyes, and smile, and the way you get shy when people complement you. I love your voice and how smart you are. And god your hair, I just wanna play with it all the time.” You ranted, listing everything about him that made you fall deeply in love with him. Sams heart raced, not knowing what to say back to you, and he was somewhat thankful you were a little dazed because you wouldn’t see how flustered it made him.

“And I like really love you too, everything about you. I could go on for days about things you do that make me love you” Sam said with a smile. His heart sank when you winced, he’d forgotten he was supposed to be getting you to the hospital. Sam held you tighter and moved with more of a purpose, and from that moment on he’d decided he’d give his life for you in an heartbeat and if the day comes that he feels any different then he’ll pray to god to send him right back to where he belongs. With you.

[vendetta-if]

Chapter 7 + Ash Hangout Public Update is now live! 🎉

The Chapter 7 and Ash Hangout update is finally here 🔥😁 I'm sorry for the slight delay, I had something urgent to attend to today and I just got home and I just basically went straight to my computer to upload this update.

Finally, we are starting to get into the ROs' first hangout sessions. Of course, to start us off, we'll have Ash's hangout session 😁This update adds around 31K of new words, bringing the total word count so far to around 356,701K words!

Anyway, this update also brings quite a lot of changes in the coding, especially for the skip chapter function, so I'm going to strongly suggest you guys play with clean save, either from the beginning or using the skip chapter function.

I have recently added another skip-chapter checkpoint, which is Chapter 3 in addition to the already existing one on Chapter 6. There is also now an autosave function at the beginning of every chapter starting on Chapter 2, so you'll be able to replay any chapter you're currently reading and try out different options in that chapter.

Anyway, enough of the technicalities.

Here's what you can expect in this update:

The set up to the ROs'  first hangout sessions

Ash's first hangout session

Go down the memory lane and see snippets of MC's most cherished memories.

Some more Viktor 😔

A mix of angst, wholesome, and even potential fluff 🤭

🔥🧡😉

Ash/Rin poly route is not yet ready for this hangout and it's still work-in-progress 🙏

New stuff added to previous chapters:

Added autosave/reload function for Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, and Chapter 5.

Added another skip-chapter point to Chapter 3, in addition to the already existing Chapter 6.

Also, little news that I'm going to make a post of tomorrow, I'm about to open both the Side Story and Spicy Side Story ideas and suggestions for this month on both Patreon and Ko-Fi, so if you're interested in supporting me while also getting some exclusive stuff, please do consider checking out my pages and subscribing 💖

I hope you guys enjoy the update! Oh, and also, feel free to send asks about the new update, but I'll probably hold off on answering them until a few days have passed to make sure a lot of readers already have the chance to check out the update and not accidentally spoil them 😊

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[hearts4chriss]

Fresh love for the fit.

Boyfriend! Chris x poc! Girlfriend

prompt: chris asks you to sit on his lap while he’s working only to discover ur only wearing panties

Part 8

Contains: cockwarming, mentions of reader having a fat ass, p in v, backshots, creampie, dirty talk, dom!chris pet names, ass slapping/grabbing, dirty talk, semi public, warehouse sex, caught??

Chris had draggedddd me with his brothers to the warehouse because he insisted I be with him.

They all had to sign their 6 million cards for their merch and I was sitting at the table with them as music played , I was wearing his oversized pink freshlove hoodie and a pair of panties which is not what I had intended on wearing but Chris didn’t know so I decided not to change.

I watched how they all worked taking breaks every so often trying their best not too as they had a lot of cards to sign.

that didn’t stop Chris to glance over at me with a smile pretty often resulting in his brothers groaning telling him to focus.

eventually he took his phone out sending me a text

my man😛💋

come sit on my lap baby

my girl🫶🏻

Chris no😭

my man😛💋

pleaseeee😁

I’ll behave

Now he was gonna realize I only had panties on and I was screwed, quite literally he would fuck the shit out of me for only wearing panties.

I roll my eyes and sit on his lap and he shifts his hips before pausing and whispering in my ear.

“are you only wearing panties?” His raspy voice rings in my ear allowing my pussy to react to his words and feeling his bulge through my wetness.

“God you’re such a whore, should’ve known.” Chris mumbles in my ear seeing his brothers completely in their own world.

He lifts my hips up and slides my panties down to my thighs and removes his sweatpants allowing his cock to rest on my ass.

“Chris no-“ I whine and he stops me by lifting up my hips slightly sinking me down onto him allowing him to be fully inside me, his balls resting on my clit as I tried not to moan.

“Stay quiet sweetheart.” He kisses my head beginning to work on the cards again as I tried my best not to shift on top of him knowing one singular moment would’ve sent him into a spiral and he’d bend me over this table right here.

The head of his cock rests against my g-spot making me bite my lip feeling the tears in my eyes from how desperately I wanted him to move and just fuck me.

Chris knows how easily it is to make me sexually frustrated and he seemed to notice by my quiet whimpers.

“hey Nick and Matt can you guys go grab us food? We’re gonna be here for a while let’s take a break.” Chris smiles warmly at them as if he’s not buried inside my cunt.

“yeah sure we’ll be back in like 30 minutes?” Matt says grabbing his Keys nick following him as they exit out the back of warehouse. The second that door closed Chris slides out of me standing up pressing my stomach on the table bunching up my ( his ) pink freshlove hoodie completely ripping my panties making me yelp.

“Chris I liked those!” I whine and he slaps my ass rubbing over the soft skin before rubbing his dick in between my folds making my legs quiver at the feeling and wet sound it made.

“I’ll buy you 100 new ones.” He chuckles resuming that same action

“Please baby- fuck me-“I moan pushing into him and he bunched up the hoodie against my back before slowly sliding inside me making my voice cry out.

“shhh baby we gotta be quick yeah? I’ll make you feel good I promise.” He whispers before beginning to thrust inside me at such pace I couldn’t keep up with.

I choked on my moans as my body rocked against the table, my ass meeting his pelvis making a clapping sensation sound from the size of it and how hard Chris was fucking me.

“oh fuckk! Chris feels so fucking good-“ i throw my head back as he gripped my ass rocking me back and forth on his cock roughly, his tip abusing my g-spot.

“shit- been waiting to fuck this pussy all fucking day”-he groaned slapping my ass again and I shudder but moan in response from his thrusts.

Chris slid out an inch or two then ramming back into my pussy causing him too knock the wind out of me every time, the sounds of us fucking only rising by each passing minute.

“shitt so deep Chris-“ I squeal feeling him so far inside in such way I wanted this to last forever, if I let him Chris could go round for round without tapping out.

“yeah? Like feeling my cock inside ur tight pussy? Like a slut? Couldn’t fucking wait His his snap with mine and I let my jaw hang open at his vulgar words unable to form a sentence

“Answer me sweetheart or I’ll stop and you won’t cum.” He smacked my ass and my head props up and I throw it back as he waited for me.

“Fuckk! I love ur cock in my pussy baby-“ my legs shake at his touch and his words alone seeing starts from his pace.

“mm that’s a good girl gonna stuff ur pussy with my cum, would you like that? Wanna be my cumslut?” His raspy groans and filthy wording shoots directly too my abused cunt clenching around his thick cock in desperation to cum.

“Fuck Chris! I-I wanna be ur cumslut- please let me cum-“ I sob helplessly feeling tears prick at the corners of my eyes my lash extensions poking into the corners of them and he gripped my ass tightly.

I lost all control and his hands attached to my waist forcing me too take all of him to drive me to a mind blowing orgasm.

“Fuck- that’s right baby cream my dick.” Chris lays another smack too my ass reaching down to rub my clit chuckling when he feels how swollen it is.

“god Chris I’m cumming!” I cry out hoarse and I creamed his cock in a matter of seconds after that sentence left my lips him soon following behind stuffing my hole with his hot liquid.

“Fuck-“ I pant as he carefully slides out of me, us wincing at the feeling and loss.

“damn mama look at the mess we made.” Chris pants grabbing napkins to clean me up for the time being and I smile along with him realizing my handprints and body print were on the table.

“you okay? I wasn’t too rough was I?” He says pulling me up to look at him.

“No I’m okay- my legs just hurt.” I flush a bit and lean on the table.

“need these?” Chris smirks holding a thin lace material in his hand in a pinkish color matching the hoodie I’m wearing.

“Are those my- Where’d you get those?!” I say snatching them sliding them over my legs.

“I was planning to jerk off with them but, you definitely fixed that problem.” Chris says going in for a kiss before Nick and Matt walk back in with two boxes of pizza.

“Y’all did NOT fuck in here did you…” Nick says questioning us both inspecting for anything weird.

“Alright shut up I’m superrrr hungry.” I groan sitting on Chris’s lap like before and they just look at each other.

Remember what got us in this situation before sweetheart.

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[alemene]

𝖨𝖳 𝖢𝖮𝖴𝖯𝖫𝖤（ 𝐋𝐍𝟒 )

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 in which lando norris and y/n y/l/n are the IT couple of the internet and no one can seem to beat them.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 fluff, swearing, inaccurate information about lando’s first win but it’s just for the plot

notes first post :) hope you enjoy xx

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lando.jpg my beautiful girl, even as a dinosaur

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user they’re so cute it’s acc disgusting

user THEY SO CUTE

user I bet she bought that mask and scared the shit out of lando with it.

⤷ yourusername it was fucking hilarious

user I love them so muchhh

⤷ user they’re just THAT couple

⤷ user loveeeee

⤷ user love is the airrrr

user at this point just make a y/n account

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user this man is soooo in loveeee

⤷ user she’s the same, have you seen how she looks at him or when she’s talking about him?

⤷ user they both down bad for each other let’s be honest

danielricciardo ask her when the album coming out. please.

⤷ yourusername soon, you’ll be the first to know when it comes out.

⤷ danielricciardo yesssss

⤷ lando.jpg no fair

⤷ danielricciardo womp womp (I don’t know what that means but oscar told me to do it)

⤷ yourusername 💀

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yourusername he’s always taking pictures of me, so I am sharing some pictures that I took and some I didn’t of him because apparently I don’t post him enough 🙄 (i literally have a whole highlight and 35 posts dedicated to him)

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user NOT THE SHAVED HEAD

user BABY LANDO

user 😭

landonorris WOW I SEE HOW IT IS

⤷ yourusername love you 😁

⤷ landonorris SURE

carlossainz55 thanks 👍🏼

⤷ yourusername I can send you more

⤷ carlossainz55 👍🏼

⤷ landonorris damn ok. rude

danielricciardo I have some more of baby lan lan if you want

⤷ yourusername YEAH YEAH

⤷ landonorris no

user lando’s next post is about to be FERAL

⤷ user they actually so funny 😭

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landonorris she’s still perfect

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user where’s that cow costume from? asking for a friend

user literally made for each other

user 😭😭 y/n what is this

user she must be so fun at parties cl

yourusername hm. alright then.

⤷ user oooo landonorris!! you’re in troubleeeee

⤷ landonorris 😀

user did she buy that dinosaur head?

⤷ yourusername I did 🤭

user this is why they so perfect, they just expose embarrassing photos of each other

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after much thought and consideration we are happy to announce that the IT couple of 2024 is lando norris and y/n y/l/n.

it’s clear that these two are soulmates and will be together for a very long time. we wish them nothing but the best and we look forward to seeing them live a happy life together.

- xoxo celebrity news

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[chrisevansonly]

𝐨𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫’𝐬 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 | 𝐨𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫 𝐩𝐢𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢

✯social media au

✯oscar piastri x female reader

✯everyone know’s who oscar’s girl is, she makes it known

✯not requested but wanted to pop out an oscar post today! if anyone has any smau requests feel free to pop them in my inbox🩷

y/ninstagram

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what would i do without the most amazing bf who takes the most amazing pictures of his most amazing gf in the entire world 😁

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username why is this caption sending me rn

username nah because she’s SO fine

landonorris this caption is sus, what did you do?

>y/ninstagram what makes you think i did anything norris??

oscarpiastri i love you most amazing gf

oscarpiastri also yeah i know u ate the last cookie

>y/ninstagram i love youuuuuuuuuu🥹

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username oscar and y/n are legit made for each other idc

y/ninstagram added to their story!

oscarpiastri do you need anything?

y/ninstagram a body that doesn’t hate me?

oscarpiastri kk on it 🫡

y/ninstagram my hero!!!!

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throwing it back to F2 to show these pics 100% give off the same energy

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username PLS😭

username y/n looks so done i’m here for it

y/ninstagram you know what…

>oscarpiastri you love me? 😃

y/ninstagram i see how it is

landonorris *saves photo immediately*

>y/ninstagram 😐😐😐

username y/n is gonna be fighting for her life in these comments

mclaren we definitely agree with this caption

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the three stooges, idk how i get roped into these things…oh wait i do, because oscar asks and i love him too much to say no😃

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username okay the trio we need

username wait this friend group is EVERYTHING

landonorris don’t lie you loved twister

>y/ninstagram if you love getting ur stinky foot in your face sure

>landonorris IT WAS AN ACCIDENT

lilyhme im living for the chaos

>y/ninstagram save me :)))

username THESE COMMENTS

oscarpiastri thank you for always joining in!!!! ❤️

>y/ninstagram only for you 🙄

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y/n was offended i called her a gremlin, so i’m here to remind everyone she’s not a gremlin, she’s my very sweet, amazing, loving, caring most beautiful(est) girlfriend ever in the whole world ❤️

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username caption seemed coerced??

>y/ninstagram what are you talking about?

username PLEASE😭

y/ninstagram i didnt force him to say anything

y/ninstagram he’s just really letting everyone know how great i am and how much he loves me🥰

>oscarpiastri 😃😃😃😃

landonorris HAHAHA HIS FACE RN😭

>y/ninstagram send a pic or ur not a real friend

username oh this is fucking hilarious

mclaren is oscar being held against his will?

>y/ninstagram never 🥰

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another great gp weekend with the best man ever❤️❤️ (no he was never held against his will😁)

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username these two are endgame for me

username PLS y/n clearing the air yet again

username mother is mothering

oscarpiastri it was a great weekend, minus the kidnapping

>y/ninstagram you’re so dramatic it was not a kidnapping

>landonorris hmm debatable

>y/ninstagram NORRIS

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lilyhme chaos again?

>y/ninstagram it never ends:)))

[itzynabi]

nasan making us look like idiots

warnings: none that i can think of

an: to that one anon who asked about this... this is for you! feedback and reblogs are much appreciated 💐

nabi’s masterlist

clip one: 210306 music core interview

nabi and lee know were introducing ateez and talking to some of the members

throughout this san was staring at eve with heart eyes

nabi: san-ssi, please can you demonstrate some of the choreo for us

the way everyone was standing staring at the camera like 🧍‍♂️😀 waiting for san

nabi turned around to find san staring at her fondly

the eyes were very much so hearts

this man wasn’t paying attention and yeosang had to nudge him 😭😭

clip two: mama 2023

this clip was taken during ateez’s performance when san took off his shirt

nabi immediately averted her gaze and took a sudden interest in the architecture of the venue, looking at the roof

sakura was laughing at her and nabi was even pointing at the ceiling, marvelling at the detail

the clip was posted by a nabi fansite after nasan was made public and the caption was “this explains her reaction”

clip three: eternal sunshine vs deja vu

they were both so giggly it was actually cute

and wooyoung was just there like 🧍🏻

we all know that nabi doesn’t care all that much for sexy concepts, so when san told her that eternal sunshine was a refreshing concept, she immediately chose it

but san had to remind her to listen to both songs

the entire time, he was staring at her with heart eyes

during hongjoong’s “okay cheese” line, she held up a peace sign

and san giggled

GIGGLED

by the last chorus she was dancing along to the choreography

and she voted eternal sunshine obvi but wooyoung forced her to watch deja vu

she stayed loyal to eternal sunshine bcs it was right up her alley

then san suddenly said he also really liked eternal sunshine

and wooyoung was just there like “that’s not what you were saying yesterday 🤨🤨 what made you change your mind? 😏😏🤭”

and san just blushed and mumbled cutely

then he told atinys to check out itzy’s comeback

but the entire video he was just staring at nabi and whenever they made eye contact, he’d smile a little

clip four: 1n2d itzy in namyangju part 2

it was during the random play dance and bouncy started playing

chaeryeong: nabi unnie knows this dance 🤭

yuna: she knows it really well 😏

and they all stepped back to let nabi dance to it by herself 😭😭😭

whole time she was just blushing

when the video got posted, fans didn’t really understand why the members were teasing her but they found out eventually

clip five: that’s so evie episode 13

this was peak nasan content tbh

for their episode they made scented candles (which has nothing to do with the comeback but name one person who cares🤨🤨🤨)

arguably the best moment was when san was picking his svent perfume for his candle and he said “this one smells like you” and then used that scent

yunho quickly jumped in to make it casual and said he would also choose one that smelled like the amazing host

and then san started sulking

san: you should do a different scent

yunho, trying to make sure no scandals occur: we. will. both. choose. scents. that. smell. like. her. 😁

and then at some point in the background of the video you could hear san say “biyah”

it’s honestly a bit surprising that nabi did a good job at pretending that her and san were nothing more than close friends

she even controlled her facial expressions for the first time in her life

give her a round if applause everyone

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