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that's romance right there.
#ALL EYES ON JADEJA BUT JADEJA ONLY GOT EYES FOR HIS MAHIBHAI#and not because he only got two eyes đ#he'd go straight to his brother even if he had ten legs and twenty eyes#ipl#ipl23#csk#chennai super kings#ravindra jadeja#ms dhoni#msdhoni#mahendra singh dhoni#dhoni#indian premier league#cricket#desiblr#desi
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omg speaking of bar crawling w rafeâŠhim being ur dd while u get drunk and on the drive home and you just canât keep ur hands off of him cause he looks soooo good and ur just so drunk and horny u canât help itâŠgetting fingered on his lap when u get back YUM đđ
absolutely drooling for thisâ i know it was supposed to be bar crawling with rafe but omg... him being your DD on your nights out in general⊠itâs unfortunately everything i ever wanted ân more. but đđđ rafe is so annoying because his patience for drunk you is thin asf. let us have fun, bitch.
content / warnings -> 18+, MDNI. f / bratty!reader, dom / mean!rafe, daddy kink, impact play (spanking), dumbification & degradation.
rafe has the AC on full blast.
itâs a hot summer night and the way the underside of your thighs are sticking to his leather seats are proof that. itâs ninety degrees and counting even with the sun down but youâre having the time of your life in his passenger seat. wiggling your hips and shouting along to your favorite songs as they blast through his speakers much to his dismay. thereâs pineapple juice and tequila on your breath, hidden away by your glittery lips⊠from the gloss you reapplied in the club bathroom before he picked you up.
girls night was a success despite him texting you every ten minutes. youâd be lying if you said each message didnât have you grinning at your phone, if you said you didnât send him selfies every chance you had to take one.
âhe know i only wanna come over put it on himâ i got that woah-na-na-na. he drink that shit like water. i got that supernova, that super grip, that choker,â you lean over the console as you sing along, and rafe rolls his eyes so hard you think his head may hurt. but his thigh tenses up when you splay your hand over it, rubbing the denim of his jeans and the muscle underneath it.
âyouâre done.â he bites out before turning down the music completely, clearly fed up with your antics.
you huff at that, yet your hand travels higher. he looks too good when youâre stressing him outâ as sick as it sounds. you wanna push and paw at his buttons until he just canât take it anymore, and thatâs exactly what you do as you nearly palm at his hardening cock while you pout, âugh⊠sometimes youâre so mean, rafey.â
âyeah?â he takes his eyes off the road for a split second to look at you and meet your glossy eyes, âyou think because âm not playing your fuckinâ games for once iâm mean? is that it? youâll see just how fuckinâ mean i can be, then.â
and he keeps his word. youâre bent over his lap within minutes when you get home, with your little party dress yanked up and slutty panties pulled to the side while you giggle and kick your legs. you earn yourself a few spanks. spanks so hard that your brain shuts down a bit upon the impact and youâre only able to yelp.
ânaughty girl,â rafe spits out in feigned disgust once he feels how slick your folds are. your poor cunt has been drooling for him before you even got in the truck, and now that his fingers are slowly circling your clit itâs beyond messy.
âdaddy, pleaseâŠâ you whine out, smushing your face in to the sofa cushion in shame.
to your surprise rafe does slip two of his fingers into you, stretching you out and making your lungs burn with how fast you inhale at the intrusion. his fingertips find that one spot hidden in your silky walls so quick, curling slowly and forcing your tongues to curl with them in sync, and your cunt to cream around the digits as a warning for your impending orgasm. all sensitive due to the liquor in you.
you mewl into the material beneath you and a puddle of your saliva darkens it. rafes free hand slaps your plump ass again.
âif you think youâre cumming any time soon, youâre fuckinâ dumber than i thought.â
#sorry craving mean rafe#also hes coked out as hell#rafe cameron smut#rafe smut#rafe cameron x reader#rafe cameron x you#rafe x reader#rafe x you#âïž love letters
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Hello! First i loved the reader + cannibal works you did.
Second, you could write small or big idk pieces of reader and him having their bond and seeing others react to it. It would be funny to see some of them go "excusme this not high blood claimed CANNIBAL?"
And Cannibal just there like "its my human, shut up before i eat you"
Also, HC that Cannibal would totally take the reader to a different place since he finds the rest of humans so đđđđ and 100% sure he was touched when reader bowed to him :,)
Cannibal will always be my favourite dragon, Balerion coming a close second but come on! A dragon who never had a rider cuz no one was worthy?! Imagine the history youâd make when claiming this absolute unit!
You wouldnât say that you claimed Cannibal like most people have assumed, if anything youâd describe what you and the behemoth mad was more of a connection, a bond that went deeper then that of dragon and rider. It was rather difficult thing to explain to people because the only people who would understand had a hard time themselves coming to terms with the fact that someone without a single trace of Valyrian blood in their body had accomplished what many could not; claim Cannibal.
You truly believed that everyone had the ability to be a dragon rider but the unfortunate reality was that half of them ever would was incredibly rare. So for those that were dragon riders, it was the highest honour imaginable and you were now one of them!
Your bond with Cannibal was unlike any other, it was almost as if this spark, this fire, connecting the two of you to a point where you didnât know when you began and where Cannibal ended. You could sense Cannibalâs distrust for all humans, especially those who had Valyrian blood running through their veins no matter how small it may be, he hated them all as equally as he did the other humans. With you however Cannibal harboured a deep possessiveness over you. You were his rider after all and he didnât like it when people like Aemond, Daemond or Rhaenyra got anywhere within distance of you and would blow fire at them without an ounce of hesitation.
âCannibal.â You hissed after Cannibal tried to roast Rhaenyra alive for merely touching your arm in congratulations. The dragon only kept his piercing green eyes on the silver haired woman in red next to you, looking at her with hostility and contempt.
âIt is..quite alright my dear.â Rhaenyra tried to console you but the daggers your dragon was driving into her back was enough for her to take a step back, she had the blood of the dragon and therefore didnât fear them but Cannibal was a dragon of unpredictability and therefore must be treated with caution. âNo harm done.â She flashes you a smile before departing back to the castle. You sighed before looking at your behemoth of a dragon whose eyes dilated upon seeing you finally pay attention to him, his tail wagging slightly behind him.
âYou are more than your worth sometimes.â You murmur as you scratched his head before swiftly mounting him as he flew you both off of DragonStone and elsewhere where you wouldnât be disturbed, but you couldnât help but thank moments like those that were just for yourself and your dragon as you do tend to get tired of getting asked the same shit ten times over. Yet you swore you had claimed an antisocial cat instead of a dragon whose whole reputation was eating dragons, humans and dragon eggs alike. This was merely one example of how possessive Cannibal got, it was far worse when it was a man like Aemond, then thatâs when Cannibal became far more hostile than usual.
For the moment the dragon saw the one eyed prince approach you, his tail immediately shielded you from view while roaring at the prince to fuck off back to his fossil of a dragon, huffing smoke from his nostrils and baring his teeth. âIâm going to call you Cannibal the cat if you keep this up.â You told the dragon as you moved from behind his tail to greet Aemond, who was looking at Cannibal with an unreadable expression. âFascinating.â He muttered softly as he looked at you.
âWhat is?â You asked.
âThe fact that the first person to ever claim Cannibal is someone with no Valyrian blood nor ancestry to speak of.â Aemond replied and you couldnât help but scowl at this, feeling as though this was meant to be some sort of dig at you, but then again the joke was on him because he wasnât the only one to ride with a dragon of legend anymore.
âCan you blame me? I donât rest dragons like their weapons to be used to threaten people in bending the knee.â You spat back. âSounds to me like you are compensating for the fact that you wouldâve been viewed just like any other house in Westeros had it not been for the very Dragons you ride, and yet here you are, treating them as though their disposable while pondering why it maybe that their dying out.â You added, staring Aemond down as his jaw twitched, you had struck a nerve but all you did in response to that was shrug your shoulders. âSounds a bit hypocritical dont you think my prince?â
âYou know nothing of the word.â Aemond said lowly as he stepped towards you, only to be greeted by Cannibalâs shadow looming over you both, lowering his head to glare at Aemond from behind you while you looked directly at the prince; unbothered and calm by the whole thing.
âI wouldnât but Iâm sure your bloodline is more familiar with the misuse and treatment of Dragons than I am.â You said, feeling no fear with Cannibal having your back, literally, as you looked back at your companion with a smile. âLetâs us go somewhere else Cannibal, I fear we may have overstayed our welcome.â Cannibal only made a sound akin to that of purring and taking that as your que to bid Aemond farewell and mounted Cannibal once more and left.
You had Cannibalâs back and you knew he had yours as well and thatâs what you prided your connection on, never had you ever known a more peaceful nights sleep, not until Cannibal draped a protective wing over you to keep you warm during those nights where you just wanted to stay beside your dragon as you cuddled into his warm scaly belly. Your heart and his were one and you feared that without Cannibal, youâd loose apart of yourself forever and youâd treasure every moment you had with your dragon, no matter what may come for either of you in the future.
Now for some character reactions;
Aegon shits himself. Enough said. He will not go near you especially if Cannibal was constantly on the verge of wanting to eat him whole.
He doesnât care of how you claimed him like others would, heâs terrified of Cannibal and doesnât want to stay for long enough than he had to, heâs not about that life despite the family heâs reluctantly born into.
Aemond on the other hand was intrigued on how you managed to do such a thing, it was feet unheard of and yet you did it and without being eaten on top of that.
He also would view this as something that was predestined by fate or something like that. You and him being the riders of the largest dragons left alive in Westeros, imagine the destructive force the pair of you would be if you were to be wed to one another. Itâs a thought that hasnât left his mind since the day you claimed Cannibal and while the bitterness of your words stung him, that didnât mean he wasnât about to put an end to his dreams of you and him flying together on Vhagar and Cannibal in happy union.
Heâs delusional but a dangerous kind, so Cannibal is always on high alert with him.
Otto would try pull out all the stops and arrange a marriage between you and Aemond, feeding into his grandsons dangerous delusions, claiming that you were only this way to see whether or not he would love you at your most stubborn. Besides whatâs greater than having one large dragon on your side? Two large dragons!
So Otto doesnât care about how you claimed cannibal but only the benefits for the greens of you doing so would be enough to have Rhaenyraâs forced yield and pledge for Aegon or die fighting, either way works out for the greens in the end but all he needed to do was get you with Aemond.
Rhaenyra found you claiming Cannibal to be a once in a life time miracle as it wasnât often that a dragon was claimed by someone who wasnât a descent of Old Valyria. For you had to be truly something for a dragon as stubborn and dangerous as Cannibal to agree to be yours and knows of the target that you have placed on your back by doing so.
To put it simply, she wants you on her side of the war when the time comes as a last resort should she need you in her most dire of times. You and Cannibal had a connection unlike any other she has ever seen and that makes you an essential asset that everyone will want. She wanted to get to you before the greens do and will try her hardest but it would take some time considering how on guard Cannibal is to anyone who wasnât you.
He knew what she was doing but with time she hoped that you would get Cannibal to understand because if she nor the greens couldnât get to you, then there would be another level of uncertainty in knowing that a nomad dragon rider and their dragon were taking to the skies with leisure. You and Cannibal were a lot more dangerous than you may think and thatâs what scared her the most; you not understand the power you now hold with cannibal at your beck and call.
Jacaerys thought that someone who wasnât of Valyrian decent couldnât claim a dragon nearly as successfully as those of Valyrian descent could. However you managed to defy all expectations that were previously set and proven that the impossible could be possible through the right circumstances.
He had so many questions on how you did it but Cannibal would always stop him and take you away before he could. He had read stories about cannibal and knew better then to hop on Vermax and chase after you, and so he would just allow his mind to ponder on how it was that you managed to claim Cannibal without being consumed.
He too feared the eyes that you have no attracted to yourself by doing such a thing and would try his best to protect you no matter what but Cannibal was proving it very difficult to get close to you without fire being out at him. However Jace was determined to make sure that no harm came to you, even if he had to do so from afar.
#house of the dragon#hotd imagines#hotd x reader#hotd imagine#house of the dragon x reader#house of the dragon imagines#house of the dragon imagine#hotd#aemond targaryen x reader#Aemond Targaryen imagine#Aemond Targaryen imagines#jacaerys x reader#jacaerys x you#Jacaerys imagine#Jacaerys imagines#aegon x reader#aegon x you#Aegon imagine#Aegon imagines#rhaenyra x reader#rhaenyra x you#rhaenyra targryen imagines#rhaenyra targaryen imagine
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OMGOMG I HAD THIS IDEA FOR A WHILE NOW
(u dont have to do it if u dont wanna !!)
BUT THE READER IS ALASTORS WIFE AND SHE EXTREMELY LOYAL TO HIM BUT VOX KEEPS TRYING TO GET HER TO FALL FOR HIM
Alastor X Reader Headcanons
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ïžRomantic
âïžPlatonic
TW: Vox being humiliated, Unwanted Attention, Possessive Alastor
Description: âïžâŹïž
If you wanted that stupid tv head then you would've gotten with him by now, you only have eyes for your husband
It used to make you a little embarrassed, having someone so openly into you and then having your husband come to your rescue
That was always your favorite part
Alastor coming around and wrapping a protective arm around your waist, pulling you in close in a possessive display
You always used to really play up the adoring wife, cooing at and praising your brave husband
Not you two looking adorable, you leaning on him happily, hand on his chest as he grinned down at you while whisking you away
You're not even flattered by the attention anymore, having long since figured out that Vox is only into you because he's into your husband
His hate boner is obvious
The point is, Vox is only trying to woo you to get under Alastor's skin and if he somehow managed to land you then it's just a cherry on top
You know he would lose interest if he actually got you
But Vox will never steal you away from your husband, you're too infatuated with him to even consider it
You don't even respond to Vox anymore, straight up ignoring him whenever you see him
You throw out the flowers he sends, give Niffty the sweets and let Alastor rip up the little notes
If you see him in public then you pretend he's not there
"Hey hey hey~ Fancy bumping into you here, Y/N~ How you been~? Still with that old-school geezer of yours?"
"... Yes, I would like two pounds of venison, please"
It really irks Vox more than anything to be ignored/not taken seriously so this always pisses him off and throws him off his game
"U-uh so...Y/N did you catch the news lately? Lotta scary freaks out and about! Maybe I could walk you home? Just to keep you safe, of course-"
You've already left the shop before Vox even realizes it, the shop owner watching him with a nervous expression
You fucking bitch
"My counters!!"
He isn't going to lose his shit in front of you, that would be a major turn off and he knows it
Not that you don't already know he's throwing a small tantrum before chasing after you
Not him forcefully taking your bags so that you have no choice but to let him walk you home
đ Your funeral man
Vox talks the entire time, awkwardly trying to fill your icey silence with tales of his great deeds
The paparazzi are going fucking nuts rn
BREAKING NEWS! IS VOX MOVING IN ON THE RADIO DEMON'S WIFE???
You don't even make it halfway home before Alastor shows up, bumping Vox out of the way and catching your bags, using his free arm to hold you close
"Alastor! What took you so long?"
"Apologies my dear, Rosie was being quite the chatterbox today~"
Not both of you pretending Vox was never even there-
By the time Vox is able to pull his head out of the ground all he can see is the two of you walking away, you leaning your head on Alastor's shoulder
And Alastor's entire head whipping around to give him a shit eating grin as you two round a corner
FUCK!
I REALLY HOPE YOU LIKE THIS ONE!!
#hazbin hotel x reader#alastor hazbin hotel x reader#alastor hazbin x reader#alastor x reader#hazbin x reader#vox hazbin hotel x reader#but not really
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so what if im ovulating đ doesnt change anything
anyways closer to a full moon remus would be so mean and rough and sirius would have to be the one thats soft with you and praises you and its such a 180 it makes you feel even dizzier than you were already feeling, hed coo and tell you how âyoure doing such a good job for our moony, sweet girlâ and remus would just be grunting âmine mine mine mineâ
ive not rly studied for my exam do u think theyd pass me if i wrote this instead? xoxo
....... I'm not proud of this.......
wolfstar x fem/afab!reader close to the full moon (nsfw, 18+)
CW: pure filth, 100% smut. little fluff in the aftercare. p in v sex, cumming inside someone, over stimulation, slight subspace mention (?), slight dom/sub dynamics if you really squint and look at it sideways, writer is still new to writing smut and not well versed so be nice
There were quite a few things that Remus and Sirius had in common.
They were both very mischievous, they were both funny and teasing, they were both very protective and possessive, and they both seemed crazy about you.
But there were also a lot of differences between your two boyfriends.Â
Remus was calm and assured; he was your rock and safe space when life got crazy. He was the good cop to Siriusâ bad cop, he was always down to leave the party early, and he was so incredibly soft with you.
And Sirius, whilst soft on you, was rarely ever soft with you. He was boisterous and excitable; always down for fun and adventure. He was quick to anger but just as quick to fold when your lip wobbled or you bat your eyelashes at him, and he knew how to push all of your buttons like a professional pianistâs fingers dancing along the keys of your soul.Â
And it was because of this that you found your current predicament quite contrary to the norm (and thus, so much hotter).Â
âIâŠI canât, I canât.â You cried breathlessly; currently held upright by a strong arm around your ribs and another hand gripping your neck.
The only response you got from the boy behind you was a low grumble as he tightened his grip on you and thrusted into you with new vigor.Â
âCan you give Rem one more, sweetness?â Your usually very brazen boyfriend murmured softly, pushing some of your sweaty hair away from your face so he could see you.Â
You keened and shook your head as you felt Remus move his hand that had been roughly gripping your waist down to your clit; every muscle in your body strung taut in response.Â
âSheâs close.â Remus gruffed from behind you before replacing his teeth gently into your neck.
âAre you close, sweets?â Sirius confirmed.Â
It was too much, too much. You were very quickly reaching your⊠(third? Fourth?) orgasm of the evening and you werenât even sure youâd been going at it for that long.Â
Sirius was in much the same state, currently soft and satiated below you where heâd just spilled down your throat before you were pulled back up vertically to the sound of steady chants of âmineâ by Remus.Â
That had been his third of the evening too.Â
âYouâve been so good, baby; so good for our Moony, yeah?â He cooed at you softly as he sat up. You felt tears form in your eyes as Remus shifted you in his grip so that your knees were barely touching the bed any longer.Â
âTell her sheâs been a good girl, Moons.â Sirius encouraged gently, taking your hand in his that you quickly held in a death grip.
âSâgood.â Remus nearly growled behind you. âMy perfect girl.â
You cried out as you felt yourself fall over the edge one last time, tears falling down your cheeks as Remus fucked you through it.
Remus shifted his hands again to grip each of your wrists behind your hips and let your torso fall forward into the bed as he sped up his already merciless pace into your sopping cunt; the sound of his skin slapping against yours echoing against the walls of the room.Â
You felt Siriusâ hand push hair away from your neck and rub a thumb against your temple.Â
âGonna fill your good girl up, Rem?â He purred to your boyfriend.
Though you couldnât see it, you could hear the two of them share a deep kiss which never even slowed Remusâ thrusts.Â
âMine.â Remus repeated as he pulled away from Sirius.
âAll yours, Moony. Show her how much you love her, hm?â
And with that, Remusâ thrusts stuttered before he was spilling deep inside of you.
He came with a sound that bordered a whine and a growl as he fell forward; his body blanketing yours and burying his face into your neck as you both fought to catch your breath.
Youâre not sure if you had fallen asleep, but the next thing you knew you could feel gentle kisses being pressed to your shoulder as Remus pulled out of you as gently as possible; with how oversensitive you were, it still caused you to hiss.
âIâm sorry, Iâm so sorry, dovey.â He whispered; pressing more kisses to your neck. âAre you sore?â
You whined in response and tried to shove your face further into the bed.
âTalk to us baby, are you okay?â Sirius added, appearing beside you and encouraging you to face him.
âMâOkay.â You mumbled, staring what you were sure was rather dopily at your long-haired boyfriend.
âI think Pads ran you a bath, sweet thing.â Remus murmured quietly, rubbing soothing strokes up and down your spine from behind you. âYou feel okay to get up?â
âYeah.â You sighed, though made no movements to rise from your current horizontal position.
You heard Sirius chuckle but Remus made a sympathetic cooing sound. âIâm so sorry, dovey. Are you sore?â
âNo. Just sensitive.â You grumbled as you pushed yourself up to sit back on your ankles. âThat was a lot.â
Remus sighed and brushed some hair away from your face. âIt was a lot, but was it too much?â He clarified; tone inlaid with a subtle vulnerability completely at odds with the relentlessness heâd just treated you with.
âNo.â You said as you offered him a sleepy smile. âNot too much.â
âI, for one, had a ton of fun.â Sirius said with a clap of his hands, causing Remus to snort a laugh.
âYeah I bet you did.â He responded teasingly.Â
âWanna take a bath, princess? Go pee and then you can climb in with moons.â Sirius instructed as he helped you stand up on slightly wobbly legs.Â
âNo, she can climb in with you.â Remus argued.Â
âWhy would she climb in with me? I ran the bath for the two of you.â
âI was the one who took things too far, so-â Remus started, causing both you and Sirius to squawk in protest.
âShe just said it wasnât too much.â Sirius drawled. âLet me take care of you guys!â
âNo!âYou listened to the two boys argue over who got to perform the aftercare for the other (and thus, who loved each other the most, according to Sirius) as you went pee and then sunk into the perfectly drawn bath alone.
#marauders era#marauders au#mutual love#reader insert#self insert#marauders fanfiction#sirius black#remus lupin#wolfstar#poly!wolfstar#poly!wolfstar x reader#poly!wolfstar x you#wolfstar x reader#wolfstar x you#sirius black x reader#sirius black x you#remus lupin x reader#remus lupin x you#sirius black x remus lupin#wolfstar smut#poly!wolfstar smut#elle does smut#ellecdc fics
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KEEPING UP WITH THE LECLERCS | Leclerc brothers x sister! reader
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Pairings: Charles, Arthur, Lorenzo Leclerc x sister! reader (model reader)
Summary: As Arthur and Y/N are on live together, Arthur accidentally spills his guts on Y/N crush on this mystery man, who is this man? And what will her brothersâs reaction be.
Warnings: Iâm using meeya dugiedâs photos as a reference! But reader has no faceclaim!
Authorâs note: WHOO itâs been a while, hope you guys have been well, I just wanted to say Thankyou for being so patient with me, Iâve had a lot going on in my life but just know your requests are in the process of being finalized! Iâm the meantime, this is just a little short fic for everyone!
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âDo you think the chicken came first or the egg?â
ââŠ.Shut up Arthurâ
The boy narrowed his eyes at his twin, the two youngest leclercs were on Y/Nâs Instagram live because they were so bored and since then itâs been a blur.
âY/N who is your favorite brother out of the 3, Lorenzo for sureâ she reads out the question and answers it without hesitation.
âGirllll whats up your ass today, did Jo-â before he could say more, the girl quickly covers his mouth, âShut the fuck up Arthur! I swear Iâm never telling you anything again!â She says, pushing his face out of the frame.
âOuch! See guys this is what happens when youâve had the fattest crush on this dude named J-â She interrupted him once more.
âOk everybody! Thatâs it for this live, Thankyou so much for keeping us entertained and I hope you all have an amazing day! Love youâ she says quickly before turning the live off.
âYouâre actually such a cunt Arthurâ she says as she pushes him again.
âWhat? Itâs not like I said his nameâ he responds standing up
âitâs not your place Hoeâ she responds standing up.
âWhatever girl, talk to the fucking handâ he says raising his hand in the most sassy way possible before walking off.
What in the sassy men apocalypse, she shook it off and just allayed down on the couch, before she got a text.
She rolls her eyes again, âIâm so sick of themâ she scoffs.
She smiled at the replies her tweet got, the f1 fanbase has got to be the most creative one yet to exist. Tired from scrolling, she shuts her phone down and decides to rest her eyes. However, her peace only lasted for 20 minutes as her phone rang for a Group FaceTime call. She lets out a loud groan but answers it.
âSo Y/N, Tell us who this manâ Lorenzo asks.
âAgain, no hi, no helloâ she responds.
âY/N I swear!â Charles interrupts her.
âOh my god, for fucks sake, itâs Jo-â Arthur starts but is immediately interrupted,
âSTOP, fine, Iâll text it to youâ she says before shooting the groupchat a text.
âOh Y/N, you know that never ends wellâ Charles says.
âSays you? Let me ask all your ex girlfriendsâ she responds in a very snarky way, Charles looked taken aback.
âOk damn girl, calm down no need to get all violentđâ he says visibly rolling his eyes.
âSorry Charlie, i didnât mean that, if Alexandra and Charlotte are there tell them i love them and that theyâre way better than their mans, anyways bye goodnight, have a good tripâ she says.
âYou too ChĂ©rie, hope your photo shoot goes well tomorrow!â Charles says before hanging up, Lorenzo adds to that with âand goodluck with J-â
âOK GOODBYEâ she says hanging up, she lets out a sigh and puts her hand on her face. She gets up and does her skincare routine, and goes to sleep.
The next morning, her flight to Milan was very early so she was at the airport by 6.
She hugs Arthur, âBye tur tur, hope your race testing goes wellâ he hugs back tight, âyou too Y/n/nâ
She hugs her mom tightly, âLove you Mamanâ she squeezes her, Pascale reciprocating the action. âI love you, text me when you landâ her mom says, and the young girl nods. She waved one last goodbye to her mom and her brother before boarding the flight.
She makes a quick post on her Instagram before shutting her phone off for her flight.
y/n.leclerc
y/n.leclerc june with my fav people everđ«¶đ» p.s. Alexandra is the best photographer
tagged charles_leclerc, arthur_leclerc, lorenzotollotaleclerc, alexandrasaintmleux, carla.brocker, charlottedipietro, pascale_leclerc
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arthur_leclerc WHATS 4+4đ
^y/n.leclerc ATEEEEEEE
^charles_leclerc girllll more like -8
^y/n.leclerc Iâm gonna beat your ass.
alexandrasaintmleux my chĂ©rieđ
^y/n.leclerc THE LITERAL LOVE OF MY LIFEđ
bellahadid letâs get married
^y/n.leclerc Iâm gonna bite youâșïž
leclercupdates NOT THE BENGALS LIKING
^wags4life LIKE ARIANA WHAT ARE U DOING HERE?
y/nâswhore SHES LITERALLY THE MOST BEAUTIFUL PERSON EVERđ
What the girl didnât expect was to get a text from one of the most popular teams ever.
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It's a Match! || 141 x reader
[ Chapter 8 ] || [ Chapter 10 ]
Pairing: Ghost x gn!Reader || 141 x gn!Reader Words: 1.2K~ Summary: While overcoming recent heartbreak, you decide to join Tinder in search of a rebound. Your friends advise to just Swipe Right indiscriminately... What happens when 4 soldiers from the same squad match with you? a/n: i think Ghost always steals Soap's hygiene products bc he cannot be arsed to buy some for himself.
Chapter 9: Drinks?
The moment the helo touched down, the soldiers descended, each of them parting ways as they went about their regular business, returning their gear to the armory, debriefing, showering, eatingâŠ
Almost a whole hour after their arrival, Simon threw himself down onto his bed, his skin dewy from the shower, his hair combed to the front and dripping over his face.
He popped open the top drawer of his nightstand and fished out his phone and charger. He set the charger up and turned on the phone as it charged up.
Simon didnât often use his iPhone. Sometimes he forgot he even had it. The only times he did was to check Soapâs and Gazâs insta/snap stories (because he liked being up to date on what they were doing) and when they were all on leave and had parted ways, so he could check the groupchat.Â
Once the phone turned on, he immediately beelined for Tinder and opened the app. The app lagged a bit at first but, open loading up, he saw it.
99+ likes, 99+ messages.
The big majority of them were girls, too young for him, thirsting for him, even with his face being hidden. He always knew he could attract people, so it didnât exactly surprise him.
Rolling his eyes, he flicked his finger over the screen until he found your chat and clicked on it.
Simon: Iâm back and in one piece. Simon: I think you need to wish me luck more often.
He didnât expect you to answer him immediately, even if it was only 6 P.M. on a Tuesday and youâd likely be at home and free, considering the job you listed on your profile.
However, the Read notification popped up under his text almost immediately and your dm came right after without the app even announcing you were typing.
you: omg i was literally JUST checking to see if you had said anything you: welcome back!
The text made a smirk take over his scarred lips before he bit the bottom one and typed out a reply.
Simon: Have you been waiting to hear from me for 3 weeks? you: noooo Simon: Thatâs frankly adorable. Simon: Didnât think Iâd have gotten in your head that strongly. you: oh piss off simon. you: ur not that great. Simon: Youâre still texting me. you: sooo???? Simon: So, I canât be that terrible. Simon: Got your attention, didnât I? you: oh piss off you: ur so cocky and for what Simon: Not cocky. Just sure of myself. you: no Simon. No? you: no đ€ Simon: Okay then. Simon: Suddenly not sure of myself because you deemed it so. Simon: Iâm very insecure now. Simon: Is that better? you: stop being such a bloody smartass đđđ Simon: Youâre breaking my heart, sweetheart. Simon: I canât take this. Simon: Going to go hug my pillow and cry some more. you: oh no you: iâm making the giant cry? đ± Simon: Is that a dig at my height? you: YES Simon: My God, Iâm going to cry even more. Simon: Iâm being bullied. you: good!!! đ€ Simon: Iâm making you pay for my therapy. you: pay for it yourself!!!! đ Simon: How about I pay for dinner for the two of us one of these days instead?
You didnât answer immediately after that. You always did that whenever he flirted with you and spoke about taking you out.
Simon had a shit-eating grin on his face, imagining that you were all annoyed at him behind the screen. He was right in guessing you were shy about going out, he assumed.
you: no. you: but you can buy me a drink tonight.
His jaw dropped and his eyebrows raised just a bit.
Simon: Itâs a Tuesday night, are you sure? Simon: You know going out for drinks on a Tuesday is usually a sign of alcoholism? you: ur backing out now? you: wheres all that bravado of yours? Simon: Oh no, sweetheart. Iâm not backing out, Iâm asking if youâre sure. you: if i wasnt i wouldnt have invited you. Simon: Fair enough. Simon: Where? you: the same pub i met up with john at maybe? Simon: Rog. Simon: 30 minutes. you: i need longer to get ready. Simon: Thatâs fine. Iâll still be there in 30. you: are you going to be wearing the mask? Simon: đ€·ââïž you: SIMON you: YOU CANâT BE PULLING OUT THE EMOJIS LIKE THIS you: YOU STARTLE ME EVERY TIME. Simon: Good. Simon: See you soon.
Setting the phone down on the mattress, Simon got up from bed and took off his towel, tossing it over the back of his desk chair before opening the top drawer of his tall dresser, grabbing a pair of black boxer briefs and putting them on.
Then, he rummaged through the other drawers looking for his one âgoing out shirtââąïž (which was actually a black long-sleeve compression shirt) which he put on along with a pair of dark jeans. It was a simple outfit.Â
Then he slipped on some black boots. He threw on a leather jacket over that and tucked a black neck gaiter into the neckline of the t-shirt, hiking it up to cover his mouth and nose.
Barely a minute later, he was making his way into Soapâs room and across the small space that separated him from the bathroom.Â
âGoing somewhere, L.T.?â Soap probed from his spot at his desk, eyebrows raised and his eyes locked on the older manâs with intrigue. He rarely saw Ghost in civvies and even more rarely did he see him without a hoodie.
Unlike Ghost, Soap had made his officerâs quarters into his own living space, having brought in a gaming computer and chair, a small beanbag, and had plenty of knick-knacks around.
âGoing out.â Ghost said simply as he grabbed Soapâs hair gel and squirted a glob of it into his hand before lathering them and using them to run through his blond locks which were exposed without the hoodie or signature balaclava.
âOut? On a date?â Soap asked Ghost as he quickly jogged up to the bathroom door, watching as Ghost fiddled with his hair.
âNo. Just drinks.â Ghost replied as he tugged a bit as his hair to make it stand up straight.Â
âIs this someone you found on TinderâŠ?â Soap probed as he leaned his shoulder on the bathroom door, a boyish grin on his lips.
Ghost looked over at Soap out of the corner of his eye as he finished fiddling with his hair and rinsed his hands under ice cold water in the sink.
Soap took Ghostâs silence as an affirmative response. âProâlly a shag too, hm?â He joked, earning him another glance out of the corner of his eye. âBloody hell, L.T. tell me all about it later, yea?â He laughed.
âFuck no.â Ghost added as he grabbed one of Soapâs cologne bottles and raised it up for a sniff before scowling at the scent and setting it down again.
âAw, câmon L.T.!â He pleaded.Â
âGet your own date, MacTavish.â Then, he just made his way right out the door, forcing Soap to move out of the way, looking a bit like a wounded puppy.Â
âIâm not getting anything interesting on there!â Soap lamented with a sigh.
âNo? Well, Iâm sorry for you, then, Johnny.â Ghost quipped as he opened the door again and stepped out into the hall, leaving Soap behind.
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đżđŒđ đđđđđ: Cockwarming w/ Sam Winchester
a/n: okay so yeah, what if i projected completely onto this fic? i am only a woman, and ovulation week is utter hell, so forgive me if i have to take it out on fictional characters đ
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When youâre ovulating, Sam is ashamed to say that he canât keep up with your needs sometimes.
There was a time when he was a spry young buck that could go round after exhausting round, but as he ages and the harder he works, more than two rounds are few and far in-between.
He knows when itâs time, because you get that ravenous look in your eye whenever he rambles about a case, or when you admire his hands when they trail down whatever ancient text heâs managed to get his hands on.
Now listen, heâs stared death in the face more than once in his life, but sometimes youâre so horny, he fears that you may actually eat him.
Like right now, youâre perched in his lap all but eating lips with the way you envelope them in yours, your tongue aggressively searching his mouth. Sam can feel the mixture of your shared spit bubbling at the corner of each otherâs mouths.Â
Youâre pinned between the table and him, and youâve tugged him so far into your body that heâs convinced youâre trying to mold the two of you together. It doesnât help that youâre desperately grinding down into his lap in search of some friction.
He forces his lips away from yours and a pout instantly finds its way on your face, but you let him go, tucking a strand of rogue brown hair back behind his ear.
âHoney,â Sam begins, and his voice is hoarse. âWhatâs gotten into you?â His question ends in a chuckle, because he knows exactly whatâs wrong with you. âI ate you out this morning. You canât possibly tell me you need more.âÂ
âSam.â You huff out. âIâm sorry. Itâs just⊠you know â you just⊠looked so sexy here all concentrated and stuff and I justâŠâ You grind down on him for emphasis. ââJust need to have you, need your cock. Please, Sam.â Youâre whimpering in his neck by now; a pleading, rutting mess of need.
Thereâs no choice in fighting it because heâs growing hard in his jeans that now all of a sudden feel way too fucking tight.
âOkay, okay. I got you sweetheart.â He murmurs, and the hot fan of his breath caresses the shell of your ear. You let out a sigh that couldnât be mistaken as one anything other than relief.Â
Youâre kissing again.
Both of your hands are buried in the soft locks of his hair, pulling him possibly closer to you to the point where youâre arching into the table, the polished wood of it digging into your lower back.Â
The pain doesnât deter you, even as one of his fingers traces the waistband of your shorts. âIâm not wearing panties.â You breathe against his lips. âDonât need any prep either, just need you.â
âWant to cockwarm me, baby? Want to sit here all day full of me?â Sam all but growls and you shiver. âPlease.â Itâs a whispered plea. âGet up and turn around.â
You scramble to follow, and the material of your shorts are baggy enough that you can pull the crotch part of it to the side. You hear Sam fumble with the belt and zipper of his pants before he finally frees himself from the confines of them.
âSit down.â
One of your hand braces itself on the flat surface in front of you, the other pulling the material of your shorts to the side. Sam holds you steady on your hip, holding his cock up so you can sink down easily.
You gasp when the tip of dick breaches your entrance, the telltale burn of him being enough to muddle your already arousal strained mind. It doesn't hurt, just a mild discomfort until you bottom out completely.
His thighs are warm and sturdy under you, both of his palms squeeze your waist as you adjust to him, his forehead pressing against the back of your damp neck. Youâre breathing heavily until you finally relax, and when you do, you swear you would have melted.
âGood?â Sam asked heavily.
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âMhm.â Your agreement was a borderline moan, âSo good.â
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Well in that caseđïž gojo teasing and fucking shawty w just the tip, and he makes them beg for him to put it all the way in and stop playing đđ (w a creampie finish and praise plsđ€)
there you were annoyed. your eyes rolling to the top of your head as satoru rubbed and stopped rubbing in that same rhythm with the tip of his dick.
âsatoru stop, come on.â the only thing he did was laugh while sliding his hands over between your two breasts and playing with your nipples. the stimulation from the mild rubbing and nipple squeezing wasnât enough, you needed him inside you.
âi thought you like foreplay more than anythingâŠ. at least thatâs what you posted.â a sly smirk dancing on his lips as he stared down at you.
he was still annoyed at the fact that you posted that you liked foreplay more than the actual sex and he got mad thinking you were throwing shade.
âgrow up or get the fuck off of me.â you were rising up to get off the bed but satoru pushes you back down and hovers over you. his breath hitting your soft lips as the air between the both of you start coming to a close.
âi think you forgot your place.â his words catching you off guard but your stomach and pussy showing a different reaction while your lower stomach clenches and forms butterflies swarming and your pussy getting wetter.
âiâm just giving you what you want. hm?â his lips colliding with yours and that vanilla taste erupting on your tongue.
your kiss turned you on so much that you almost forgot about the teasing he was going with his tip earlier but he was doing it again.
itâs not that it didnât feel good, the way it was grazing over your clit felt nice, but not nice enough for it to go on for eternity. your heart beating fast with agony.
âbeg me and iâll give you what you want.â his lips going to your ear leaning in and giving it a peck before looking in your eyes again. you hesitate for a moment because you know how satoru is, but the way he just turned you on, you needed him.
âplease baby? i need you.â his eyes flickering for a moment before starting up the teasing with your clit again. his heart was pounding for your soft voice and your taste still on his lips but that was mediocre and he needed more.
âmhm. what else? act like you want it.â his voice down from his usual tone and his tip grazing over your tip faster. the sensation and tingles jolting through your body and a small whimper sliding past your lips.
âi need you inside me. please baby.â his eyes flickering again and before you knew it his dick was inside you, already pressing against your sweet spot. a group of moans just spilling out your mouth.
it was like relief but pleasure overflowing throughout your body at the same time. your back arching as he fills you whole, thrusting in and out of you as he leans down and kisses your neck.
how thrusts deep and slow as his hips glide the wave of creating pleasure for you. he loved seeing you squirm and moan under his touch, it was so fucking sexy.
he didnât realize how deep and fast he was now king until he felt your walls clamp around him and practically squeeze the cum out of him.
his eye twitching then both his eyes squinting shut as he cums inside you, long moans sliding past both your lips.
âyou did so good.â
the end.
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Hiiiii! If you like either version I'd like to request a Benny fic with a Reader who works at some place he frequesnts bc of getting in trouble đđ
My first thought would be the hospital/doctors office but police or lawyer related jobs could be another option too
hi, love! thank you so much for the request đ„° I chose a police station where Reader is not a cop but jut a girl sitting by the desk, kinda like Lucy from Twin Peaks đ
â ïž TW â ïž Reader is coming back home late at night and she is bothered by some guys
I had to close my requests for now because I got so many đđ»
You shook your head with a coffee cup in your hand at the sight of a man being walked inside the police station. He was cuffed behind his back as two big policemen were pushing him by his shoulders.
âHi, (Y/N),â he winked at you as he walked past your desk. âHow are you today?â
âGreat, Mr. Cross. You?â You teased him as you addressed him officially.
âNot so good,â he chuckled with a shake of his head and the policemen pushed him to walk faster as they escorted him to his cell.
Benjamin Cross. You knew all his personal information by heart now. You knew his ID number more than your own. Working at the police station was never boring and you had your favourites amongst the Chicago criminals but Benny Cross was definitely your favourite. He had that bad boy charm and sexy mystery behind those baby blue eyes. He reminded you of a wild lion with his golden beard and blond hair. He was a biker â a man of the road, a personification of freedom. Well, hardly, to be honest. Because he was spending way too many nights in the cell for a man loving freedom so much.
Another thing you knew by heart was the phone number to the club where his friends worked. It was the phone call he always wanted to make so you dialled it already after putting the coffee cup down.
âHi,â you said after some man with an unpleasant voice answered. âItâs the police station. Your friend Bennyâs here again,â you informed him.
âThanks,â he only said and hung up on you.
One of the policemen that had been dragging Benny now approached your desk and dropped a few files on it with a sigh.
âCross, Benjamin,â he told you and you rolled your eyes.
âI know,â you laughed. âWhat again?â
âSpeed limit. Caused a few crushes,â the man explained. âIf I see his face once again, Iâm gonna turn it to pulp, I swear.â
âNo, donât,â you giggled and he shook his head.
âWomen,â he commented and walked away.
You put the papers aside and fixed your skirt before standing up to go to see Benny. You walked past the cells until you spotted him laying on the bed in an empty cell at the end of the corridor. He had used to be locked with other men but he had been starting fights and since then he was given a single cell.
âI called your friends already,â you told him as you leaned on the metal bars and he raised an eyebrow at you with a smug smile.
âThanks, doll.â
âYou must like it here, huh?â You asked, playfully.
âWell, I donât hate it,â he answered. âAs long as you work here,â he added and sat up on the bed to lean back on the wall. âCan you get me a cigarette?â
âI can,â you sighed and walked back to your desk.
It was confusing, really. The way you liked him although you shouldnât. The way you enjoyed his teasing and his flirting although you knew he probably was like that with half of the city. And if it was any other man, you would tell him to go to hell. But Benny was already coming from there. And he was making you feel intrigued about it.
You grabbed a pack of cigarettes and a lighter that you kept in your desk. You took one cigarette out of the pack and went back to his cell. He was waiting for you by the bars and you passed the cigarette and the lighter to him. He lit it and gave you back the lighter as he looked deep into your eyes.
âThanks, angel face,â he nodded.
âNo problem,â you shrugged your arms. âYou think they gonna bail you out?â
âYeah, they always do,â Benny sat on the bed again and leaned back on the wall.
âOkay. Iâll prepare the papers then,â you pointed at your desk with your thumb and walked away.
You worked on them for some time and stared at the clock on the wall. Your shift would be over soon and Bennyâs friends werenât showing up at all. You started to feel bad for him. What if this time they stood him up? It wouldnât surprise you â after all, they had already spent quite a lot of money on him. And perhaps this time was one too many.
âHey,â you approached the cell again. He was laying on the bed with his hands under his head as he was staring at the ceiling. He lazily looked up at you. âIâm going home soon. I donât think your friends are cominâ tonight.â
âTheyâll come,â he only said.
âWell, whatever you say. Good night,â you looked down, awkwardly.
You went back to your desk to pick your things up and looked behind you one last time while biting on your lower lip. But what did you expect, really? He was a criminal and you were working at the police station. You shook your thoughts away and left the moment you saw your friend walking in â her shift was just starting.
When you came back to work on the next day, Benny was not in the cell anymore. His friends had bailed him out at night. You were glad that he didnât have to rot there but it was making you feel a bit sad that he was gone for now. For some reason you missed him already.
He didnât even like you, did he? Well, he was flirting here and there but he wasnât very talkative when you were trying to engage in conversations. Or maybe that was a part of his bad boy persona to be a man of a few words. Either way, he was messing with your head and you didnât like it. It was not like you had a chance with him. And not like he had a chance with you⊠After all, you were a respectable woman.
God, why were you even thinking of such things? It was not like he was thinking of you the same way. He probably wasnât thinking of you at all.
On that day you worked until late and it was dark already when you finished. You ran to the bus station but the last bus had already left without you in it. You didnât live away but you feared taking a walk in the dark. However, you had to.
You fixed your jacket and started to walk down the street, turning around all the time to make sure no one was walking behind you. But after a while you spotted two men walking ahead of you. You wanted to cross the street but they already spotted you.
One of them whistled and you kept your head low, walking past them as they stopped and looked you up and down.
âHey,â one of them suddenly pointed out. âIsnât she that bitch working at the police station?â
You swallowed thickly. You recognised that voice. It was one of the men that were being arrested often. Kind of like Benny⊠Except this guy was not one of your favourites. He was actually a man you feared. He had been often threatening the cops and everyone working at the station to teach them a lesson one day.
You picked up your pace as you tried to walk faster and faster, you nearly ran.
âHey, wait! Youâre not running away!â You heard his voice and the heavy footsteps following you.
You were in such a rush and fear that you didnât care anymore about anything else â the only thing that mattered was to survive. The ringing in your ears made all the other noise inseparable and you didnât look around before entering the street to cross it.
And then you spotted a huge motorbike right in front of your face. It stopped inches away from you as you jumped in your place and swallowed thickly. Its reflectors were blinding you at first but after blinking a few times, you spotted it was Benny on his motorbike. He looked terrified, too, with widened eyes and hands clutched onto his motorbikeâs handlebar. He had just nearly killed you after all and it was all your fault.
âI⊠Iâm so sorryâŠâ You began to apologise and you looked behind you. The man who had been threatening you and his friend were standing on the pavement and watching the scene.
âThey been following you, doll?â Benny asked as he pointed at them with his head.
You nodded, shyly. Benny sighed and parked the bike by the pavement. He stopped the engine and jumped on his feet. You felt safer now with him around.
âGo home,â he looked at you sternly.
âButâŠâ You gasped. It felt bad to just leave him here alone with these guys. Benny was a tough cookie but these two were dangerous as well. And they had the advantage since there were two of them.
âI said, go,â Benny ordered. You nodded and hurried back home, too scared to look back.
You couldnât sleep at night, tossing and turning. In the morning you called the police station and told them you were sick. You were scared of leaving the house, actually. After last nightâs accident⊠You had no idea what would happen if Benny hadnât been around. What a coincidence it had been, by the way⊠And what had actually happened? Had he won the fight? Had there been a fight at all? What if the guys had won, hurt him and now they were waiting for you to show up on the streets?
You waited for everyone from your family to go to work before you walked downstairs and prepared breakfast. You didnât want them to see you in such a state because theyâd start asking questions and you didnât want to worry anyone.
Around ten, you were already after breakfast and you took a quick shower. You changed into comfortable clothes and sat by the TV, not planning to leave the house at all for the whole day.
When someone knocked upon the door, you were startled. The very first thing that came to your mind was that these two criminals had found you. With a heavy heart and trembling hands, you approached the TV set to turn it off. Trying to avoid passing the windows, you carefully approached the front door and shakily looked through the peephole. You sighed with relief at the sight of Benny Cross leaning on the doorframe. There was a bruise on his face but other than that, he looked fine.
You opened the door and he looked you up and down as if he was checking on you.
âBenny. How do you know where I live?â You asked.
âWhy arenât you at work?â He raised his eyebrows.
âHow do you know?â
ââCuz I been sitting across the street all night long, making sure they wouldnât come around,â he explained and pointed at his motorbike parked across the street.
âWhat?â You widened your eyes.
âI saw your folks leavinâ but not you. You okay?â He asked, worryingly.
âScared,â you admitted and hugged yourself as the cold from the outside was starting to bother you. Then you realised he had been standing out there all night long. âCome in,â you invited him in.
A criminal that had been in your arrest countless times before. Your mother would kill you if she was there. But she wasnât.
âWanna eat something? Drink?â You asked him awkwardly as he was looking around.
âWellâŠâ He started. âA sandwich would be nice. And a cup of coffee.â
âSure,â you nodded and took him to the kitchen. You sat him by the kitchen table and began to prepare the meal for him. âWhat happened yesterday?â You asked.
âI taught âem a lesson. They shouldnât bother you anymore. But I wanted to make sure theyâd keep their word,â he answered casually and yawned. You smiled to yourself.
âYou didnât have to do thisâŠâ
âAnd let them hurt you?â Benny snorted and you pursed your lips.
âIt was a miracle you were there. I donât know what Iâd do if youâŠâ your hands started to shake as you dropped the knife you were spreading the butter with. You pressed the hand to your forehead and stood there, trying to catch a breath again. The flashes of the last night came back to you and you fought the tears.
Benny stood up carefully and stood behind you, not knowing what to do to cheer you up without crossing your boundaries.
âHey, it was no miracle, (Y/N). Iâm always there. I mean, whenever I can. Iâm always driving around to make sure you make it home safe. Thatâs how I know where you live. I heard some guys talking one day when I was arrested, they were talking about you in a way that made me realise itâs not safe for you because of your work, so yeahâŠâ He cleared his throat, scared that he accidentally revealed too much.
You lowered your hand and looked at him, surprised.
âYou⊠You do all these things?â You couldnât believe it.
âYeah,â he nodded and hid his hands into the pockets of his trousers.
âBut⊠why?â
Benny didnât know what to answer. He shrugged his arms and watched your face.
âYouâre nice to me,â he pointed out.
âThank you,â you smiled gently and went back to preparing the sandwich. âDo you⊠Do you want something in return? I owe you,â you told him as he sat down by the table again.
âNah, Iâm fine,â Benny leaned on the wall and watched you serve him breakfast. âI mean, the sandwich and the coffee are enough, thanks.â
You sat in front of him and watched him devour his meal in three big bites. You played nervously with your fingers.
He cared more about you than you had been expecting. It felt nice and surprising and⊠It was messing with your head even further now.
âThanks once again. Iâll go home now, need some sleep,â he stood up and you looked up at him with puppy eyes, to which he froze and raised his eyebrows.
âYou saved my life,â you whispered.
âItâs nothing, really.â
âTo me itâs everything,â you swallowed a lump in your throat.Â
Short and awkward silence occurred between you two. Benny looked around as if he was contemplating on something. Eventually, he offered you his hand, which you hesitantly took and felt him pull you up. You stood up and faced him before he cupped your face and joined your lips together in a kiss.
Your eyes widened and at first you didnât kiss him back out of shock. But after a short while, you closed your eyes and gave in. You placed your hands flat on his chest as you opened your mouth to let his tongue in.
You had always wondered what he would kiss like and it was even better than all your fantasies. It was overwhelming, really. His strength, his smell, his taste, the small groan he let out from the depth of his throat. You moaned in response and Bennyâs hands dropped down to your waist and then lower, to your ass as he squeezed it. You giggled without breaking the kiss but he moved away slightly anyway to catch his breath.
âBennyâŠâ You smirked at him and fixed your hair nonchalantly.
âYeah?â He asked, unsurely, scared of your reaction to the kiss.
âYou donât have to keep getting arrested to meet with me, you know?â
MASTERLIST || BENNY MASTERLIST
#dreamlandcreations#sansaorgana: Answered#benny cross x reader#austin butler x reader#*benny#lilysfiction
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Moments Posts - MC
Random posts on the TL from MC ... I love how even in the game all the boys comment on MCs posts
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misshuntermc: bad bitch with a baddie friend
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liiisa_: with a baddie friend
âł talkthat_tara: I love seeing two bad bitches âł misshuntermc: two bad bitches âł liiisa_: two bad bitches be friends
_thedrzayne: Pretty girl đ©”
skye.109: Gorgeous đźâđš
âł liiisa_: me? âł skye.109: No âł liiisa_: đ„Č
seagod_raf_: why are you so fine wtf đ« đ«
lumiere.who: Good lord đ
nene.nero: mc got these boys BARKIN in her comment section đ„Ž
âł thing1_luke: riiiigght âł talkthat_tara: must be nice
thing2_kieran: a bad bitch that's wearing my gloves WHO SAID THAT??? đ«š
âł misshuntermc: that block button looking real good now đ âł thing2_kieran: I was just playing đ„ș
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misshuntermc: Look at Tara looking tf GOODT
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seagod_raf_: no lie im only looking at you đ
âł thomasthomas_: this aint about mc âł seagod_raf_: its always about mc đĄ
lumiere.who: I can't take my eyes off you
skye.109: im looking at you looking tf goodt
_thedrzayne: I see no one else but you mc
liiisa_: Tara babes you look stunning honey đ€€
âł talkthat_tara: thank you Lisa I love you đ âł misshuntermc: ignore the boys you stole the show babes
yvannamama: girl where was my invite? đ§
âł misshuntermc: I invited you and you said you had to work âł yvannamama: damn this job
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misshuntermc: We got Jenna to come out somebody pinch me
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imjenna: you girls know how to have fun
âł liiisa_: same time next week? âł imjenna: absolutely not âł talkthat_tara: well we tried
lumiere.who: so this is what you four were up to while the rest of us worked overtime?
âł talkthat_tara: you sound like a hater âł liiisa_: look man I'm just a girl âł misshuntermc: I don't make the rules here đ€·đŸââïž
nene.nero: I had an extra 3 hours of paperwork because of this
âł imjenna: are you complaining? âł nene.nero: n no ma'am âł misshuntermc: she got you stuttering in the replies â ïžâ ïž
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misshuntermc: Staying out until 4am as if we don't have an 8am job to get to
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imjenna: this explains why you were late
âł misshuntermc: it won't happen again it was Neros fault
nene.nero: now why am I in it??? đ€š
âł talkthat_tara: you decided to question us for 30 minutes when we walked in the door âł nene.nero: it was work related âł misshuntermc: should've let us clock in first
skye.109: lmk when you're ready to quit working so you don't have to worry about that anymore
âł _thedrzayne: don't worry I got her âł seagod_raf_: relax boys she's with me I'll take care of her âł lumiere.who: if anyone is taking care of her its gonna be me
thing2_kieran: uh oh the girls are fighting^^
âł thing1_luke: Boss will win âł thomasthomas_: idk Rafayel is crazy I'd bet money on him âł whosjeremiah: Xavier punched me in the mouth for mispronouncing mc's name once âł gray_sun: he'll never admit it but Zayne shoulder checked tf out of me so he could speak to mc first
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misshuntermc: Picture was perfect and this bitch fell on me đ
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liiisa_: bitch I told you to hold me up while I fixed my shoe
âł misshuntermc: you barely gave me a second to ready myself âł nene.nero: I would've let her fall âł talkthat_tara: stop hating we invited you out and you declined
thing1_luke: HAHAHAHAHAHA loser
âł misshuntermc: this is why Kieran is my favorite âł thing1_luke: stop don't say that đ„ș âł thing2_kieran: i will gladly hold the crown of being the favorite đ âł skye.109: can you not pit these 2 against each other they're getting on my nerves
[Direct message to Sylus]
misshuntermc: you're my favorite đ skye.109: Hell yea đ
#love and deepspace#sylus love and deepspace#sylus#lnds sylus#love and deepspace sylus#lads#lads rafayel#lads zayne#lads xavier#lnds rafayel#lnds zayne#lnds xavier#zayne love and deepspace#rafayel love and deepspace#xavier love and deepspace#lads sylus#nikaaaaimagine
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omg i love your blog sm!! itâs been a while since ive been in the fandom and i didnât think anyone wrote for vld anymore, ahhhh but i love the way you write!! youâre so so talented!! how do you think a love triangle sitch with keith and lance would play out? i love the both but UGHHHH THE DRAMA I LOVE ITđ©đ©
Oh my god thank you so much! Iâm so flattered asfdafh đ„°đ„č I know the fandom is dead to most but not to all. Iâm still here and voltron will always live on in my heart â€ïžâđ„ BRO THIS PROMPT??? PLZ ITS SO GOOD AAHHH ENJOY!
â€ïžLove Triangleđ
Okay first of all, these two would try to win you over IN COMPLETELY OPPOSITE WAYS.
Lance is, of course, over the top and very romantic and kind of cliche but so considerate and thoughtful and sweet.
Keith will be more nonchalant and mysterious, trying to use his skills and talents to impress you. Heâs the type to slowly win you over by being very genuine and honest.
It started when Lance threw a pick up line your way and not only was the line terribleâŠbut you actually laughed at it. It brought some pink to your cheeks as well. They both noticed that.
Lance was very smug about the fact that he made you giggle and blush.
Keith was a little annoyed at first, thinking Lance was just being his usual obnoxious self. So Keith just kept trying to make moves on you in his own way.
One day, Lance walked into the training room to see you and Keith sitting beside each other on the floor, breathing heavily as if youâd just decided to take a break. He couldnât really hear what Keith was saying but you looked very focused, very into the conversation and you two were sitting just a little bit too close for his liking.
Lance didnât like the eyes you were making at the red paladin
But Keith sure did. He was so excited to be sitting so close to you.
Then itâs like the spider man meme of them pointing at each other like đ§đđ» đđ»đź
âWait! You like (Y/N)? No no no, you canât! I like (Y/N)!â
âWell I liked them first!â
âNo! No! Dibs!â
âReally? Dibs?â *eye roll*
For the next week, theyâre both acting like goofballs around you.
Itâs kind of hilarious and very entertaining for you becauseâŠyou notice that they start adopting each otherâs ways of flirting and dropping hints. They do a little swap.
Itâs like they think the other person has a better chance with you so they try to switch it up and copy each other. Lance thinks Keithâs âmysterious bad boyâ persona is something youâre into. Keith thinks you find happiness in all the silly, goofy things Lance does. So they both try to switch it up in hopes of making you fall for them. Does that make sense?
Imagine Keith trying to use a pick up line on you and failing miserably. Heâs probably sweating through his shirt and his mouth is dry bc heâs so close to you, he can smell your shampoo. Heâd end up stuttering and then getting really pissed at himself for looking dumb in front of you. May go back to his room and pout if he felt things didnât go well.
Now imagine Lance trying to be all soft spoken and mysterious, trying to act cool. Lance trying not to talk too much is the equivalent of him holding his breath. Itâs only a matter of time before he breaks character and says some dumb, cheesy shit that has you rolling your eyes. He awkwardly shuffles away to his room and also pouts bc he feels like heâs just loud and annoying.
The boys got into a yelling match about it once. The pot just boiled over and all you could do was watch.
That was their very shitty, joint confession of their feelings for you- them screaming about who likes you more, who liked you first, who youâre more compatible with, ect ect blah blah blah
All right in front of you
And all the while, the whole team is so confused
Cue Allura and Hunk stepping in between them because both their faces are turning red from anger and jealousy.
Everyone just looks at Shiro like đ
Shiro, the dad of the group: đđ€ âfineâŠâ
Shiro sits them both down for a long chat and by the end of it, the boys have come to terms with the fact that they both like you and not only is it your choice who youâd want to be with, but thereâs a lot of other things to be worried about rn. They shouldnât, and they wonât, pressure you.
BuutttttâŠthey do keep up some of the same things they like to do with you.
Keith still trains with you often (and he really enjoys helping you with your stance/posture bc he gets to be touchyâš)
Lance still invites you into his room to play video games (and he always seems out of breath when you sit so close to him, your arm touching his)
They try their best to control their temper around you and they try not to be around when youâre with the other person. They donât need to see you being all close and personal with someone who isnât them. :,(
The boys just continue to be their normal selves with you. They figure you should get to know them, the real them, before you make any decisions.
Yes, they both like you.
Yes. Theyâre both very competitive and very jealous.
But they respect each other and they respect you.
And we are in the middle of an intergalactic war right now, this is not a real priority.
Theyâll give you some time and a pace to think about it.
Now comment on this post and tell me who youâd choose đ I love them both so so much but Lance is my soulmate for sure
#voltron#voltron legendary defender#voltron x reader#voltron x you#vld#keith x reader#vld keith#keith vld#lance x reader#lance mcclain x reader#lance vld#voltron lance#vld lance#lance voltron#keith voltron#voltron keith#lance mcclain#keith kogane#keith kogane x reader
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madridista by choice â carlos sainz x f!reader.
summary: after expressing a small interest, carlos wants to go all in teaching his girlfriend about his beloved club. youâre a bit too proud to admit youâre beginning to understand why he loves it so much. but it also gives him an idea for a great bday gift you could both enjoy.
warnings: none! mostly a smau, short paragraphs as intro. pre-established relationship. few sentences in spanish. part of a series ! ( read part one here )
fc: blanca soler
âSo?â Carlos asked after you passed the doorway of your shared apartment after dinner.
âIt was fun,â You admitted with your lips pressed into a thin line as he approached your side, fixing the scarf.
Yet you added, âEven though itâs stressful. How do you do it?â
âItâs not always like that, amor,â He laughed, pressing a kiss to your cheek.
âWould you be willing to attend other matches with me?â
You thought about it for a few minutes. He noticed; he could see the way your eyes looked a few miles ahead of him and your teeth tugged on your bottom lip slightly. The ambiance was electrifying, and even though you didnât understand much yet, the sentiment of unity and love for the institution was easily transmitted to you.
âYeah, sure.â You nodded, and before you could say anything else, he was squeezing the life out of you.
âOnly said yes because I donât know if youâll find tickets for the final.â You let out a strained laugh. At the end of the day, his happiness was your own.
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yourusername gracias dulzuras for all the bday wishes đ„° and hala madrid ! đ€ best way to spend the evening
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carlossainz55 cada vez que vienes conmigo ganamos, de ahora en mĂĄs vamos a todos los partidos importantes juntos jajajaa (every time you come with me we win, from now on weâll go to all important matches together)
-> yourusername weird way of saying you want to spend every waking hour by my side but okay
-> landonorris i hate to be like this but you're both so annoying to sit through a match with
-> yourusername celoso đ
username GOD WHEN IS IT MY TURN
username jude you're not slick in the likes we see you
carmenmmundt i loved having you over đ„č
-> yourusername thank you for helping carlitos organize my bday dinner đ„Čđ
-> georgerussell63 actually i picked the restaurant
-> yourusername um actually đ€âïž
-> yourusername kidding kidding, thank u too g youâre a real one x
username OMG THE WHITE HEART IN HER TWEET SHOULDâVE GIVEN IT AWAY
-> username mastermind because i wouldâve never linked the two together
username seriously? this man only gifted her tickets to a match of his own football club??? that was a gift for himself
-> username fr men be like that
-> username real (i want her tho)
-> username sighhhh why are yâall weird???
A/N: iâm doing a bonus part but !! thank u for reading đ€ iâm so glad i got to use uk!carlos for this hehe
#carlos sainz x female reader#carlos sainz x you#carlos sainz x reader#carlos sainz#f1 x you#f1 x reader#f1 imagine#f1 fic#f1 fanfic#f1 smau#carlos sainz smau#đă
€Ś đŒâœ â writing !
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I canât even believe Iâm writing this out but, apparently a lot of people lack critical thinking skills. Jungkook feigning lunging at jm is not evidence of him having âviolentâ or âaggressiveâ tendencies. This is mf Jeon Jungkook weâre talking about.
This is the way people behave with their friends - especially close friends. Dare I say, even couples can joke around with eachother the same way. Itâs ridiculous how many posts Iâve seen reiterating that jk was never actually gonna hurt jm. Apparently some insecure people canât operate the singular braincell thatâs floating around in their empty heads.
The entire situation was actually such a gag because socially and culturally speaking, jm has the upper hand in their relationship. Heâs the older one. Culturally, itâs pretty unheard of for the younger person to even think of doing what jk did to their elder. But, he can and he did because those two see eachother as equals. Rarely will we see them play into that age hierarchy. Jm occasionally likes to let jk think he has the power. Weâve also seen him assert being the older one if he wants to.
Also, jkâs reaction to Taeâs argument was pretty mild. He disagreed but, wasnât disgruntled. As soon as jm also disagreed, he seemingly had a problem because:
how dare they not be on the same frequency?
The fact that Tae started the discourse but jm got the brunt of jkâs reaction is hilarious because again, jk feels comfortable enough to joke around to that extent with him. Theyâre equals in his eyes.
Letâs also point out that Jm took it in stride, playing along with that dramatic ass reaction. If he actually was hurt or the situation was serious (which đ) why would the editors keep that scene in the show?? Itâs clear that some people only see jkâs value in what he can bring to their ship. If his behaviour doesnât align with their fantasies, he gets slandered and accused of being a horrible person.
Finally - and I feel like this isnât brought up enough - but, can we please emphasis that the topic of the convo was spam or pink sausageđđ
#jimin#jungkook#jikook#the screaming crying throwing up is so unserious#I saw this post saying some people need to be resocialised and yep#stop villainising jk???#jimin isnât a damsel in distress
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You don't know why you agreed to come to this damn party... yeah, you do. You came in hopes of catching a glimpse of him.
He had been away on a mission for the past week, and you were missing him dearly, Wade knew about your suffering and decided to throw a welcome home party even though you both knew Logan would hate to come home to a house full of people.
Now you're stuck in a crowded kitchen, trying to fight off a pout as you listen to Vanessa's story because you can't find the brute anywhere. What you didn't know was that Logan was sitting on the very crowded couch completely stuck, not even bothering to hide his pout as he was forced to listen to some random persons story. He had only agreed to a welcome home party in hopes of seeing you when he got home. He hadn't gotten a glimpse of you since walking through the damn door thanks to Wade wrapping his arms around him and somehow carrying him off to the couch. Logan still can't wrap his head around how he was able to be carried off like that. All he does know is that he needs to sneak off somehow.
Logan thanked whatever God there might be when he overheard Wade ask if anyone wanted a drink, he jumped from the couch, too fast to hide his true motive, and said he'll be right back with the drinks but he never got anyone's drink request. He searched every room before winding up in the kitchen where he finally spotted you, and it was like a weight was lifted off of him. You look over Vanessa's shoulder and excuse yourself once your eyes lock onto his. Without noticing, you face to face with him for the first time in what feels like centuries, and both of your hearts skip a beat. "Hi" you both say breathlessly and the rest of the party seems to go silent as the two of you entire your own little world and talk about the week the two of you spent away from one another.
Wade moves to the kitchen and has a smug look on his face as he watches his two "heartless" friends fall deeper in love. "I made that happen! Im just marvel cupid over here." he announces like he had anything to do with it đ
#logan howlett x reader#logan howlett imagine#hugh jackman#hugh jackman imagines#logan howlett#deadpool and wolverine#wolverine imagine#wolverine x reader#wolverine#x men
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Cock warming with Otis Driftwood
Warnings: NSFW
A/n THIS FEELS WRONG TO POST. Also first ever smutty fic, give me a break đđ«¶đ»
Otis hadnât given you any attention all day. He was busy doing one of his projects and messing with his newest victim. All day heâs barely said two words to you. All you wanted was just a tiny bit of his attention, thatâs not to much to ask for right?
Making your way to his work area you found him sitting down and drawing something at his desk. âOtis?â You stand beside him looking down fiddling with your hands. He says nothing but lets out an annoyed sigh. âAre you really busy?â You ask. He throws down his pencil, scooting his chair back slightly. âWhat does it fucking look like y/n!â Otis yells. âIâm sorryâŠ.I just want to be near you. I need you.â You look up at him, making eye contact. Otis notices you squeezing your thighs together. He says nothing for a moment, just rolls his eyes. âFuck. Fine you can sit on my lap but you make the slightest bit of noice or move at all, Iâll gut you like a fucking pig.â He says in a dark tone. You happily nod and slip your pants off in one swift motion. Otis slides his already hard cock out of his pants waiting for you to take your seat. Straddling his thighs and gripping his shoulders, you lower yourself onto him. Having to bite your lip to hold back a moan. He lets out a shaky sigh. âRemember one fucking peep and your dead.â He whispers into your ear. You nod frantically.
Otis continues to work on his art. A few minutes pass by and you slightly shift in his lap. His handâs immediately grip your waist, so tight you know bruises will form. âI..Iâm sorry Otis I didnât mean to!â You try to explain. âYou think Iâm fucking kidding bitch? You think just because I have a soft spot for you I still wonât gut you like some worthless pig?â He spits out. You let out a whimper knowing you couldnât last much long just sitting sit. âPlease let me move, please I need you Otis.â You whisper. He considers what you say for a moment. Without warning he lifts you up slightly then pulls you back down roughly. You let out a gasp. âWhat did I say about making noise.â Otis says. You bite your lip to quiet yourself. He continues his attack on you, thrusting upwards and helping you find a rhythm. You can feel yourself getting close, biting your lip so hard you draw blood. Otisâs breath was starting to pick up and he was getting sloppy with his thrusts. He pushes you off him, only to press you down on his desk. Itâs cold on your tummy. He warms you up though by entering you again in one quick movement. Going a brutal pace you can feel yourself about to explode. Again, he gets sloppy, you know heâs about to cum. âCome on mama cum with me.â He grunts. Just as he says that he pushes deeply into you and you both cum together.
Otis stay there for a moment, hunched over you. After that though he lets go of you and pulls out. You let out a whine not wanting to be empty. âGet the fuck out of here now Iâve got work to do. I know you donât know what thatâs like. You donât do shit.â He barks out. Normally youâd be hurt but you were so fucked dumb it didnât even register in your mind that he was being mean.
#horror#horror fan#horror movie#horror movies#horror films#slasher x reader#slashers#slasher thirst#slasher x s/o#slasher fucker#otis driftwood x reader#otis x reader#otis driftwood#house of 1000 corpses#bill moseley#bosinclairsgff
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