#and now i feel awful 😣

[willow-lark]

social blunder made ‼️

[running-in-the-dark]

ah fuck. I shouldn't use superglue when I'm distracted and tired.

five of my fingertips have a layer of superglue on them now, and I glued a piece of tissue to another of my fingers :')

[usodeshou]

Guess who's sick! 😬

[cutieln4]

His Loss | CL16 smau

charles leclerc x reader, carlos sainz x ex!reader

summary: when carlos and you broke up, everyone thought that was the last time you’d be in the paddock. they were wrong.

fc: various pinterest girls

a/n: no hate to carlos!! i just love this concept

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f1wags Trouble in paradise for Carlos and his girlfriend, Y/n, who have been spotted arguing late last night

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username1 NOOOOOOOOO MY PARENTS

username2 i am a child of divorce

username3 ur joking😃

username4 WHAT DID HE DO TO MY WIFE???

username5 nah cause what did he do now

username6 they seem so toxic

username7 ikr as much as i love y/n…i kinda hope they break up

username8 she’s crying brooo😭

f1wags

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f1wags One week after Y/n and Carlos seemingly broke things off, Carlos is spotted with Y/n’s best friend. Any theories as to what happened?🧐

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username1 oh so he’s a cheating bastard😊

username2 always the best friend smh

username3 wow. i feel awful for y/n

username4 y/n deserves better

username5 i thought carlos was better than that

username6 yikes that is actually wild

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yourusername little visit back home

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username1 we love you y/n!!

francisca.cgomes beautiful as always💞

yourusername that’s all you kika🫶

username2 charles in the likes??🤨🤨

username3 IKR I NOTICED THAT TOO

username4 WHAT IS GOING ON??

username5 you deserve better girl, that boy doesn’t matter anymore

username6 we’ll always support you!

username7 girl give us the tea what happened??

username8 shut up don’t be nosy

f1wags

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f1wags Carlos brings his girlfriend into the paddock for the first time for the Spanish GP!

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username1 😒😒

username2 BOOOO👎

username3 so it’s official then huh?

username4 must be awkward cause y/n is there for one of the sponsors…

username5 BRING BACK Y/N🙌

username6 nah she deserves better than carlos

username7 carlos better have some much regret

username8 he’s unemployed anyway while y/n is thriving🥱

username9 DAMNNNNN

username10 YOU ATTEEEEE

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charles_leclerc LET’S GOOOOO!!! Incredibly happy to get another win at Barcelona and thank you to the team for working so hard, we’ll push even harder to stay at the top❤️

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username1 there’s something so poetic about carlos’s teammate winning HIS home race while he dnfs

username2 WHO IS THAT???

username3 YOU CANT JUST DROP THAT PIC AND NOT SAY ANYTHING

username4 i have a theory but im not gonna say it

pierregasly Nice job, mate👏

username5 ummmm WHAT😃

username6 first of all, leo is such a cutie, second of all, what the fuck

username7 that should be me😣

username8 BABE WHAT ABOUT THE KIDS?? I THOUGHT YOU LOVED ME!!!

username9 i wish i was this delulu

username10 so you actually can’t just do that

username11 you know who this looks like…🧐

username12 hear me out...nvm i'm not gonna say it

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yourusername i look better in the driver’s seat anyway

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username1 BODY IS TEAA

username2 HOLYYY

francisca.cgomes loveeeeee😍

username3 MARRY ME PLEASE

username4 i just know carlos is gonna come crawling back

username5 so she just used carlos's money to buy a fancy car? good thing they broke up

username6 she actually owns her own company

username7 not the ferrari...

username8 gold digger

username9 DEFINITELY his loss

username10 now that you're finally single, will you go out with me??

username11 felt the aura 50 scrolls away

yourusername added to their story

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username1 WHO IS THAT MAN

username2 flowers...interesting...

username3 you can't just post this picture and then go offline

francisca.cgomes 🤨

username4 too gorgeous to let another man hurt you

carlossainz55 wow

username5what a hoe

username6 already moving on huh?

username7 GIRL WHAT SPILL THE TEA

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yourusername so what else is on the menu?

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username1 GIRLLLLL

username2 oscar💀

username3 he loves the carlos slander

username4 i live for the drama

username5 ME ME ME🙋‍♀️

username6 okay but WHO IS THAT????

username7 wouldn’t it be hilarious if she just dated one of carlos’s friends

username8 PLEASE I NEED THAT

username9 i need a reality tv show just about this whole situation

username10 i can tell he’s hot just by his outfit

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charles_leclerc your loss, my gain

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username1 sorry, WHAAATTTTTT????

username2 OHHHHH???

username3 how is carlos feeling now😂

yourusername my love💞

username4 best possible outcome

username5 ME N WHO???

pierregasly Congrats mate

username6 sleeping on the highway tonight🫡

username7 ik carlos is crying himself to sleep

username8 yikes it’s gonna be awkward for the rest of the year…

username9 so is she just gonna make her way around the whole paddock?

username10 brother euhhhh🥴

username11 i knew it🤷‍♀️

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yourusername i’ve always liked ferraris

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username1 still in shock

username2 i just know he treats her right

username3 god when will it be my turn🙏🙏

oscarpiastri Congratulations!

yourusername thank you son🫶

username4 omg😭

charles_leclerc love you ma chérie❤️

username5 upgraded to a bf with a job🙌

username6 NAH THATS CRAZYY

username7 LMFAO

username8 so who’s next after charles?

username9 stfu

username10 they’re so cute

[rinhaler]

step daddy gojo, slapping you across the face before pumping his load onto while your on your knees getting face fucked off because he found out you were texting college boys 😣

mmmmm okay jealous daddy gojo i see i see 🧎🏽‍♀️

warnings: 18+ MDNI, fem!reader, age gap, stepcest, mean!gojo, slapping, oral (m receiving), jealousy, degradation, oral creampie :P

words: .6k

Your heart shouldn’t race like this, not with a man you’ve known for so many years of your young life and into adulthood. He’s like a different person right now. You see a man who looks younger than he is, like he’s reverted to his youth and remembering who he really is.

“Are you listening to me, princess?” he asks, landing a harsh slap on your face right after.

Your face doesn’t return to look at him again. You’re too busy processing the fact that he’s struck you, a first for both of you. A shaky hand rests on your cheek, a feeble attempt to calm the burning sting radiating across it.

“Aah—!” you yelp as he strikes the other cheek, moving your face back to look at him again.

You gaze up at him like a servant in a throne room, and he folds his arms across his chest. Your eyes begin to tremble as he bends over at the waist, his face close enough to yours to kiss.

“Awe.” he mocks you when you close your eyes and tilt your head to close the gap between you both. He pulls his head back slightly, dodging your lips. He chuckles at the way your lip wobbles when you realise he avoided your kiss. Though your pout disappears as he repeatedly taps his leaking tip against your swollen lips. “How many cocks have you had in here?” he asks.

You try to answer, though you’re silenced when he pushes into your mouth. Your lips pucker and pout, so glossy and full as they wrap perfectly around your daddy’s pretty pink cock.

“Unff—” he grunts as he forces himself as far in as you can take him. His tip hits against your throat and you think he might cut off all circulation to your brain if you don’t learn how to do this properly stat. “Bet it’s a lot, if your texts are anything to go by.”

Your eyes go wide when he realises he’s been looking through your phone. He offers you a wide, toothy grin despite his eyes looking full of disappointment. Every dirty text message and lewd picture you’ve ever taken and sent swims through your brain. And he sees it, too.

“Can’t believe what a slutty little girl I raised.” he tells you, groaning as he rocks his hips. Your nose is tickled with each thrusts as snow white trimmed pubic hairs roll against your face. “Thought I taught you better. Raised you better. But daddy’ll have to teach you a lesson.”

He holds the sides of your head as he picks up the pace, coming undone at the sight of your eyes looking so concerned and worried as he suffocates you with his length. His balls slap against your chin, and your mind is filled with thoughts of how scandalous this is.

And yet, he sees the way you squeeze your thighs together.

It’s enough to make him blow his load.

“Good— good girl,” he stutters, balls emptying as he spurts rope after rope of thick, tangy cum down your throat. It coats your tongue as he continues to thrust, and you never expected it to taste like that. It’s so warm. “Do you like the taste of my cum?” he asks, pulling out slowly.

His cock twitches even while softening when he sees your tongue loll out while your jaw hangs low. A combination of cum and spit dribble from the corner of your mouth and tip of your tongue. What a pretty little girl you are.

“Y-Yes— aah!” you squeak, feeling a stinging slap land on your cheek once again.

“Naughty girl,” he speaks. “I better text all the boys in your phone for you and tell them you like your daddy’s cum the most.”

© 2023 rinhaler

[asapeveryday]

SHOCK FACTOR ★彡 PART 4

Pairing: Paige Bueckers x Rival!Reader

Warnings: swearing

A/n: I hate this ngl 😣 didn’t turn out that great. I swear I’ll do better

Prev. Next.

“ITS TEN PM, why the fuck are you at my hotel right now?”

Elaine gives an unbothered look at your harsh tone, which shocks you because she’s usually more reactive.

“Seriously?” You scoff. She’d been standing stupidly outside of your door for god knows how long, spamming your phone with messages you didn’t see due to Paige taking it. “You don’t even have a key to my room…what did you think you’d accomplish?”

“It’s a Saturday night, I thought I’d take you out.” She rolls her eyes. “Plus I know your teammates are partying right now. Sorry I didn’t want you to be alone.”

“Well maybe I would’ve liked to be alone, since I didn’t answer the 40 texts and calls you gave me.” You say, opening the room up and stepping inside, letting her follow behind. If you were going to argue it wouldn’t be in the hallway for everyone to hear.

“Well you weren’t alone, were you?” Elaine quips with a rude tone that is foreign for you to hear from her.

“So what if I wasn’t?” You narrow your eyes. “I didn’t come to Connecticut just to see you.”

She’s immediately stung by this, and you feel bad for a split second until she retaliates. “Well you came to Storrs for me, right? Unless you were just trying to fuck Paige Bueckers and leave. You and your little fake arguments, you sure you’re not covering up for something?”

“You’re kidding.” You laugh at her, but it’s uncomfortable. “You think I’m faking my arguments to cover up some elaborate hookup? Shit, you’re crazy.”

“I’m not fucking crazy,” Elaine voice raises above yours, clearly hurt by the comment. “I don’t know why you’re all over the chick, and going out to dinner with her? It’s weird.”

“I don’t know why you care so much. That’s what’s weird.”

“I just think you should keep your distance from Paige.” She says, quieter. “The media has been all over you two, I don’t know if you’ve noticed but it’s overwhelming.”

“Obviously not if I don’t know this already.” You raise your eyebrow. “Guess it’s been overwhelming for you though.”

Elaine is quiet for a moment, arms crossed in an attempt to comfort herself. “I’m sorry.” She says. “I guess I’ve just been jealous. You came to see me after like a year, and I kinda felt like you were more focused on Paige then me.”

At the thought of this you immediately feel awful. You hadn’t seen Elaine for a long time, and when you have been with her you were admittedly distracted.

“I’m sorry Lainey.” You sigh out. “I haven’t been here long…It’s just been a lot. We have the rest of the week.” You hold out your arms and she gladly hugs you tight.

“I’m not gonna lie,” you mumble against her “I thought you were mad about Paige for a whole other reason.”

“What?”

“Never mind.” You shake your head, brushing off the thoughts of her jealousy being a little different from how she explained. “Let’s go out. I need a drink.”

-

You tried to go out and have fun, but your mind kept wandering to earlier. Paige’s hands on your face, her mouth hovering above yours, her eyes staring through you. The memory of her knuckles white and wrapped around the steering wheel as she drove you back home, a pent up expression on her face.

You weren’t sure if she was so annoyed because your moment with her was interrupted, or because Elaine was the one who interrupted it. Despite Paige dismissing your friend, and Elaine seemingly missing your company, you knew there was something going on between them. You just weren’t sure what, and the shots you’d done didn’t help collect your thoughts.

Elaine had been with you for a bit, but eventually went off on her own to get detrimentally more drunk then you planned on getting. You were sitting at a table alone and sipping when you got a notification.

paigebueckers is going live!

You switch to a burner account before joining the live and being greeted with Paige’s straight face reading comments while KK hung out in the background. You felt pathetic watching her live anonymously, but you needed to see her.

“Someone said ‘Ain’t it too late for ya’ll?’” Paige scoffs, turning to KK

“Girl, it’s a Saturday. Who you think we are?” KK quips back, enticing a chuckle from Paige that makes your stomach flutter.

They take turns answering questions; Paige gracefully dodging the less appropriate ones and KK occasionally reading something that makes everyone go crazy. They were so funny together you almost forgot how sad it was that you were in a bar watching their live.

KK looks at the chat for a longer moment before her eyebrows raise, mouth forming an amused smirk while glancing at Paige, who is turned away from the phone and looking at something off screen.

“Aye Paige, someone said ‘u still beefin’ with (name)?’”

Paige flashes a dangerous look to KK who unsurprisingly cowers a bit, but she turns towards the camera and rubs her face sheepishly while responding. “S’ not really beef. We jus don’t get along.”

“Oh?” KK responds, this obviously being news to her.

Blue eyes finally meet the camera, and you almost feel like she’s staring right at you when she says “and I’m tired of people comparing me to her. We are not on the same level.” Paige lets out an entitled huff. “It’s embarrassing. People think just cus we talked like twice we’re equal.”

KK nudges her quickly. “She don’t mean that ya’ll.” She says nervously.

“Nah, I do. I mean she’s not bad. She just don’t got nothing on me.” Paige shrugs. “She’s boring. No shock factor.”

“Aight ya’ll I think that’s it for tonight.” KK says curtly, eyeing Paige. The live ends in an instant, and you’re left feeling hurt, embarrassed, confused and angry. This didn’t feel like an attack on your skill as a basketball player. It was more personal, and Paige knows it.

Your mind is racing from the countless drinks, loud atmosphere and eventful live you’d just watched. You shoot Juju a text and ask her to go live with you, and she surprisingly responds in an instant. The viewers are scarily high right from the get go.

“Who came here from Paige’s live?”

“Ain’t no way she’s at a bar rn”

“Aye (name) how’s Connecticut?”

“lowk think her and Paige are hooking up”

“juju can you say hi pls”

“Hey guys.” You mutter, attempting to steady your voice. Juju raises an eyebrow at your state. “You sure you shud be on live right now?” She asks. “Who’re you even with?”

“Never mind that.” You shake your head, reading through the comments. “Hiii guys. Connecticut’s alright, Storrs is a shithole though.” You laugh.

“Missing California?” Juju asks.

Sighing, you reply “Very much so.”

“Sooo, let’s talk bout your new friend!” Juju smirks, most probably unaware of Paige’s newest comment about you.

“And who would that be?”

“Paige Bueckers, duh. Must be nice to see her in person outside of the court.” Juju says innocently, not paying attention to the increase of questions in the chat concerning Paige’s live.

“Nice isn’t quite the word I would use.” You grumble, and Juju immediately seems to regret bringing it up. She tries to save the situation by asking something else, but you interrupt her. “I think the word disappointing…or maybe shitty fits better.”

“Hah, you’re funny.” Juju attempts to seem amused, but is clearly trying to figure out how she can work in some damage control. She furiously types something out and you get a message from her a moment later

JUJU-KINS 😘

Girl get tf off of live RIGHT NOW and get yo self home and in bed. Ur so drunk.

Seen.

Ignoring the text, you continue to read questions out loud. Your body is practically on fire and you’re aware that you’re not thinking straight, but there are no intentions of stopping now. Paige certainly couldn’t have enough of talking big online, so why should you?

“‘Weren’t you just with Paige at a coffee shop yesterday?’” You read out loud. “Not intentionally.” You huff, eyebrows narrowing. “The girl can’t accept I’m tryna have a peaceful vacation. For whatever reason I keep seeing her everywhere, it’s not even funny, just fucking weird.”

“(Name) I think we should put the phone down.” Juju says quietly.

“Mm, it’s not even my problem she thinks ‘m boring anyways.” You grumble, words starting to slur. “Mayyybe I’m boring cus I don’t wanna fuckin’ talk to her n her shitty Italian restaurant.”

The chat begins to blow up at this, and it finally hits you how much damage you’ve just done. “M’kay bye.” You rush out, quickly ending the live and texting Juju back.

YOU

howw fucked am i scale of 1-10

JUJU-KINS 😘

We not even in numbers anymore atp.

Get yo ass up and go home pls. This is an issue for tmr now

Your head is starting to pound as you get up from your spot and push through people in search of Elaine, thankfully she finds you first, half stumbling-half intentionally bumping into you. She’s obviously wasted.

“Ready to go homeee?” She hiccups, accepting your hand as help to balance herself. “I’m gonna call an Uber.” You reply. “Can we wait outside?”

The two of you practically tumble out of the bar, the cold air slightly sobers you up, and clarifies your thoughts a bit. You feel yourself start to get irritated.

“Do you have to get so fuckin’ drunk every time we go out?” You huff out.

“Don’t start.” Elaine snaps. “You’re literallyyyy slurring your words.”

“At least I can walk,” you scoff. Your head is absolutely aching now, and you’re dying to be home. “You look so stupid tripping around.”

“Well you look stupid feining over Paige, goin live n shit talking her.” She retaliates.

“I’m not feining for shit.”

“You’re obsessed.” Elaine slurs. “N’ I’ll tell you what. She’s going to play your ass and you’re never gonna get over it, cus that’s what she does.”

“You know way more about her then you let on.” You narrow your eyes, unsurprised when she avoids your gaze. “How’d you even know I was out with her today anyways?”

She’s quiet, you can’t tell if she’s thinking or if she’s genuinely ignoring you.

“Elaine.” You say sharply. “How the fuck did you know I was out with Paige?”

“I have her location.” She mumbles.

“What?”

“She still shares her location me.”

“She still…” you pause, attempting to understand what she’s saying. “She shares her location with you?”

“I mean, I don’t think she knows she hasn’t turned it off.” Elaine says sheepishly. “I just happened to check n’ I saw you guys together.”

“This is so fuckin’ weird.” You scoff. “What happened to you guys barely knowing each other?”

“Yeah, well that’s what I told you.” She rolls her eyes.

“And what didn’t you tell me?”

“I’m surprised she didn’t tell you.” Elaine shrugs, eyes heavy.

“We used to fuck.”

The immediate regret on her face as the words leave her mouth makes you sick to your stomach, and a swirl of unintelligible emotions begin to manifest inside of you.

“And you didn’t tell me this because?”

“Didn’t think it was worth mentioning.”

“Why’d you try to get me to flirt with her that first day at the bar?”

She shakes laughs and her head. “Didn’t think you’d actually end up talking to her, didn’t think she’d be so interested in you either. You’re not really her type.”

Exasperated and unsure how to even articulate what you’re feeling, you simply bring your hands to your face. “Do you understand how fucking weird this is?”

“Don’t get so frustrated.” She scoffs. “You’ve talked to her for like three days, n’ you thought she was a dick before this week. Don’t tell me you’re into her now.”

“It’s not even about her at this point.” You sneer. “I don’t know who the fuck you are, and I don’t know why everyone here is fucking obsessed with lying.”

When she doesn’t respond you take the opportunity to get more in, facing her now and looking down in disappointment. “I didn’t even know you liked girls, and now you’re telling me you’ve been hooking up with someone I know? God, it makes sense now why you were so quick to start insulting her the minute she showed any interest in me.”

Elaine can’t even bring herself to look at you, and the fact that she’s so drunk she might not even be digesting what you’re saying is infuriating you.

“Then you guilt trip me about not paying enough attention to you? Was that really what was bothering you, or was it the fact that she was out with me?”

Taking a deep breath, you turn your back to her and check your phone to see when your uber was coming. You also see a text message.

PAIGE

Yo

Normally you’d have ignored any message from her after today, but your mind was still racing from adrenaline and you couldn’t help but respond.

YOU

what do u want

PAIGE

Are you still at that bar?

I feel like we shud talk

YOU

you gonna tell me why you lied to my face?

i’m with Elaine rn

PAIGE

Oh uh…

I can pick both u guys up and drop her off ? If u want.

YOU

i’m not riding in the car you prolly fucked her in

bye

PAIGE

Typing…

[marlenesluv]

Bad Decisions. (LS)

Summary: After Logan isn’t able to compete in the Australian Grand Prix, his girlfriend shows everyone just how amazing he is. Which leads to a major turn of events.

Note: Used the indent feature instead of copy and pasting that arrow I usually use, lol. Hope you guys don’t mind too much, it’s much easier for me.

Warnings: None

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y/n.user: he may not be able to race this weekend, but that just means he can hangout with me and lily in the garage and heckle the other drivers🙃

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alex_albon: do you heckle me??

y/n.user: not usually, but this weekend…maybe

alex_albon: ??????

user7: i love how supportive she isssss

logansargeant: i love you❤️

y/n.user: i love you too❤️😙

f1wags: williams has the BEST wags 🙏

ls2editsss: he’ll come back stronger next weekend💪

user3: CUTEST COUPLE EVER!!!!!

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。

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logansargeant: disappointing weekend. but at least i have my girl ❤️

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y/n.user: lo🥺

logansargeant: 🙃❤️

y/n.user: ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

f1editpage: awwww, they are so soft

oscarpiastri: sorry about this weekend mate. next week will be better👏

*liked by creator*

user1: loveee their love

alex_albon: i owe you😣

y/n.user: alr. give it back.

lilymhe: AHHHAHAHAHAHA

alex_albon: 😐

wagpagee: y/n is sooo angelic

user6: anyone else find it weird that like the whole grid follows y/n and not logan?

user2: i guess, but y/n has been friends with lily since they were little🤷‍♀️

user6: eh so?

user2: well lily and alex have been together for around 5 years, so she’s been around the paddock for 5 years instead of the 1 logan has

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。

twitter:

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。

your instagram story:

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.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。

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y/n.user: appreciation post for my my favorite person in the whole world, my own personal captain america❤️🤍💙 i love you, logan. thank you for being the best boyfriend, best friend, and person ever❣️

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f1wags: well, that’ll do it. the waterworks, oh my🥹

logansargeant: don’t make me cry right now. i’ll make you mrs. sargeant

y/n.user: 😳

logansargeant: unmmm shit

y/n.user: i would say yes. just saying 🤷‍♀️

user6: she would WHAT

flavy.barla: this is so cute and all, but the comments? you married now, girl?

y/n.user: not yet😞 i’ll lyk

flavy.barla: 🙏💓

oscarpiastri: excuse me? logan? answer your PHONE??

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。

your instagram story:

(psa, this is 2 weeks later!)

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.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。

twitter:

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。

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logansargeant & y/n.user: We liked each other and put on a ring on it 💍❤️ And finally got Logan in a race car that had a chassis 🙃😉

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lilymhe: congratulations guys!!!💓

f1wags: AWWW STOP

user8: this wasn’t on my 2024 bingo card, but i am so here for it

alex_albon: funny joke y/n😐 but congratulations!!!!!

oscarpiastri: not sure why you guys waited so long

lilyzneimer: you’re talking?

y/n.user: aw shit, you tell him lily👏

lilyzneimer: thank you, congratulations btw❣️

*liked by y/n.user*

user3: mother and father🙏😮‍💨

landonorris: CONGRATSSSSS

maxverstappen1: congratulations! p wants to be the flower girl, i told her i would ask…don’t feel obligated

y/n.user: 🥹tell p yes. she’s the cutest ever

logansargeant: im the cutest ever. but ok

scottjames31: you will soon learn that once you’re married, you aren’t the cutest anymore and kids come first

logansargeant: 😐

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。

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[simpjaes]

currently thinking about frat!jayke fucking u in the hot tub infront of a major crowd of people… 😣 sitting ontop of jake whilst taking it in the back from jay as music (preferably “all the time” by jeremiah >_<) blasts loudly amongst the speakers, just to add a lil smth smth to such a sensual moment

not sure why but the thought of having sex in a bikini is so hot :// the fondling of straps and jaykes veiny hands in general 💗

i am speaking from my grave.

warnings: anal with no prep // drunk fucking @ party

ah, you're wearing your bikini with the ties intentionally so whoever you have your eye on can have the easiest access possible at this shitty and trashy college party.

what you weren't expecting what having an eye for two people. Jay and Jake, the two guys you've seen occasionally on campus. They were always together, best friends or some shit.

you wouldn't know, your best friend chose to go to a different college out of state, but whatever.

what you also weren't expecting was for the two dudes who are always together to....share a girl??? publicly? as if laying claim to you blatantly showed their status over everyone else?

it kind of did, if you're being honest, because you cannot hold in the moans even when you fucking try. right here, shamelessly moaning for all ears to hear and all eyes to ogle at.

all cameras to record.

whatever.

what started with five or so people in this hot tub ended with just the three of you, where jay worked his magic through his hands and jake works his through words.

you were a goner, with or without the alcohol in your system to be honest. if jay were to untie the side of your bottoms the same way he just did when you were sober? you'd probably have untied the other side for him.

and when jake pulls you onto his lap? making you feel weightless in the bubbling hot water as you sat directly on it, and slid right down on him without so much as noticing when he pulled it out of his shorts? ah, made it even easier to not be shocked when you felt jay against your back.

his chest wet, dripping with that same warm water as he made sure you were right where you needed to be for his best friend.

your arousal that hit you like a ton a bricks within seconds, paired with jay's cock teasing you right against your ass? whatever, at this point you want to be fucked in all possible ways by the two men against you right now.

and they do just that. jay soothing you against your ear through the pain of him sliding straight into your ass with words of "aw, you're just gonna take him?", pretending like you definitely didn't need prep. jake, under you with his own words of "fuck, relax. squeezing me so tight-", holding your waist with a white knuckled grip, forcing both you and himself to try and adjust to the feeling of jay's thick cock forcing it's way into too-tight of a space.

ah, all three of you are panting by the time your body relaxes for both cocks, overheated, overstuffed, and there for all eyes to see within the span of a few minutes. not that you care. surely you will by the time monday comes around though.

except you don't. Because now you have two hot guys???? walking beside you??????? all the fucking time???????? constantly trying to get inside of you again?????????????????????

ah, college life. where you thought the grades would fuck you harder than any man could. And that would be 100% correct if it weren't for the fact that you didn't exactly factor in two hot guys :/

[xoxochb]

percy jackson with a hades daughter please😩

(love your writing btw🩷🩷)

— you must like me for me

warnings: none pairing: percy jackson x daughter of hades a/n: my cabin my cabin my cabin!!!

୨୧ sunshine x grumpy trope my beloved

୨୧ first thing I want to talk about is the short ass tempers of hades kids. I can speak from experience I’ve got the shortest temper ever

୨୧ hades kids can kill upon their will and you would use this to your full advantage if the idiotic percy jackson didn’t prevent you from doing so

୨୧ like I mean some kid could’ve pissed you off over something stupid I’m not even sure— let’s say they took your reading spot even if it’s not really yours but it is because you silently claimed it

୨୧ and you’re angry as FUCK. like I’m talking rising the dead- darkened eyes- fists balled up kind of angry

୨୧ and what kind of boyfriend is percy if he allows you to kill a kid over something stupid? you think, personally, he would be the best. percy on the other hand thinks it’s not morally acceptable

୨୧ he’s also trying to save your rep because in camp hades kids are typically frowned upon because your father being the god of the dead and all they think you’re all weird and emo

୨୧ and percy hates seeing you bullied by the other campers over this so he calms you down before anything happens, successfully keeping the live of the camper who stole your spot

୨୧ anyways let’s talk about when you first met

୨୧ percy was ecstatic about meeting another child of the big three— but you’re absolute resting bitch face scared the shit out of him

୨୧ but when he finally talked to you he realized your personalities wasn’t half as bad as your appearance (not that he thought your appearance was bad— you were gorgeous but horrifying)

୨୧ anyways I wanna do dating hcs now

୨୧ sarcastic 🤝🏼 even more sarcastic

୨୧ IMAGINE LMAO

୨୧ with both you and percy and you’re insane sarcasm you’d be unstoppable, truly. like just talking shit about people all the time I can’t 😭

“oh my gods she’s just the nicest person I’ve ever met!”

“right? so happy and bubbly!”

୨୧ en e ways…

୨୧ I’m not sure if this is just my opinion and it’s probably not cannon but hades kids (along with the apollo kids) have the best relationship with their godly parent so your visits to the underworld are frequent

୨୧ you ended up bringing percy once without realizing the issue your dad had with him

୨୧ long story short he’s not allowed to visit with you anymore

୨୧ and when you take your trips down under percy begs you not to go claiming your dad is such ‘an awful god!’ and he ‘would miss you and cry himself to sleep’ if you left

୨୧ dramatic much?

୨୧ anyways I don’t wanna yap too much but I have more more thing I want to say really quickly is double dates with nico and will because how cute would that be 😣😣

୨୧ I feel like overtime you would make them like every wednesday or something like a weekly thing idk just for funsies

୨୧ but I’ll wrap this up now 10/10 relationship would definitely recommend <33

[semperamans]

hi!! ur lil blurbs abt benny are sooo cute its sickening!! so i wanted jump on the train and send in a benny request!! ok although benny isnt loudest of the club and kinda keeps to himself, i think it makes him super observant and aware of wants going on around him

so imagine his girl is kinda clumsy and doesn’t pay as much attention to her surroundings compared to benny, or in a deep convo with friends she made in the club (bc we know she’s a YAPPER) but benny is always running around so she won’t accidentally hurt herself on a table corner or place her hand down on some broken glass OR protect her when he sees something fishy and needs to act fast

basically “baby proofying” things so he can keep her safe😣😣 and maybe his girl catches up on it at some point and tries to “get hurt” but he’s alr a step ahead bc he loves her BAD:((

love ur page and so exited to read more!! also love the gracie pfp its so cute:))

hi bby! :’) thank you so much for your cutie words <3 you’re a doll, i mean it!

this!!! is!!! so!!! cute!!!

you ARE benny’s baby so of course he’s going to go above and beyond to protect u :( he notices you’re always hitting your damn hip on the sharp corner of the bar, so one day he comes in with sandpaper and a bucket of paint that hasn’t been cracked open since before either of you were born. “benny, the fuck are you doin’?” “nothin’” bc it really is nothing to him. it’s just second nature. it hurts you, so he’s going to take care of it. so he sands the point down to a dull curve, slaps a coat of paint on it, and viola, the only hip bruises you’ll have are the ones he puts there.

“y'ever notice how benny doesn’t let you out of his sight?” you’re so drunk you can’t remember the name of the girl to your left. is it wanda? wilhelmina? whatever it is it’s pretty and you feel awful that it’s slipped your mind, but she’s a new hang-around (totally besotted by cal). “i mean it,” she says, stubbing out her cigarette and pointing to you. “that man looks at you like you hung the stars in the sky.” sure enough you make eye contact with benny the moment you lift that pretty little chin. he blinks slowly, almost cat-like, before an easy smile spreads over his pink lips. pretty. he's so pretty and you've just gotta tell him. unsteady on a good day, you're an accident waiting to happen when you're tipsy and benny knows. suddenly the smell of his aftershave flurries around you and he's there. you could have sworn he was just at the pool table but now he's at your side, taking your elbow gently in his large hand, brushing the hair from your sweaty cheeks with the other. "benny," you hum, nuzzling into his palm and jesus christ, it only fuels that protective fire even more. "wanted to tell you a secret." "oh, yeah?" he's still holding onto you but bends where you can press your lips against his ear with ease "tell me." and so you do, over and over in one cherry-wine scented murmur. "think you're so pretty, benny so so so pretty. jus' wanted you to know that i like when y'take care of me when I'm a little drunk and just always. y'just mean so much to me so so so much. thank you." you're pawing at his shirt, practically preening in his ear and yeah, he's going to take care of you in some other ways tonight but for now he just takes your chin between his thumb and index fingers, plants a fat kiss on your forehead, and smiles down at your flushed face. "you don't gotta thank me, baby. c'mon. how 'bout some water?"

[poppy-metal]

imagine tashi making you go wake up art in the morning maybe while she’s taking lily to school or making breakfast in the kitchen… you’re in the cutest little pajamas and he just cant resist fucking you even though you know tashi will be upset with you for being naughty, you give in and let him have you “daddy we’re gonna get caught, you’re gonna get me in trouble” 😣

art just continues running his hand through your wet cunt

art being so desperate in the mornings for your little pussy he's the one convincing you to bend the rules - "I'll be quick baby, promise -" cause he knows how much you try to follow tashi's orders to the letter. he does too but he's just- he needs this.

and his hands are sliding up your little night shirt and he's pulling if off and away and his hot warm mouth is sucking your nipppes into his mouth- lapping his tongue around them until they stiffen. your hands go into his hair and you're already arching into him now, resistance forgotten by the time he's cupping your cunt "aw, honey." his palm is so big and firm against you, sliding inside your panties and his heel rubs your sticky clit. "you're so wet."

you nod. for you, daddy, for you - because you cant help it even though he's supposed to be dressed and ready and out the door in a few minutes you need him just as bad now. clawing at his ridiculous fucking boxers that are really just panties, feeling for his hard flushed cock with eager hands -

"fuck -" he grunts. shifts so your lower halves are pressed together and he's sliding hard and wet between the lip of your cunt - "I got you. just let me -" he draws back, angles his hips so the head of him catches that little opening - and then he's pushing forward and your eyes are rolling back into your skull, and his hands are cupping the pert globes of your ass, drawing you again him until you meet - pelvis to pelvis. stuffing you full.

"jesus -" he rolls his hips "- that's so fucking - good, baby. you feel so good -" he attaches his lips to your throat then, and you get lost in the feeling of his worship, of him inside you big and hard and stretching you out - rocking you against him, laving you with attention as he takes what he needs. you wanna give him this every day, you think. a warm place to sink into before he has to get up. empty the full balls he accumulated during the night.

tashi will be rolling her eyes, you know. will probably punish the both of you later for being such needy horndogs but really you never stood a chance. you're malleable like clay for these two, they touch you and move you how they want, and you melt into it as easy as breathing.

[captainsharkyy]

Drops this off and goes back into hibernation

Puppy Princess (Hot Freaks)

ShrimpoxReader fluff!!!

Tags/warnings: bullying, violence, gore, blood, mentions of swearing, injuries, fluff, kissing, cuddling.

Toon!Reader!

This took me more than a week and it's not even that long!? Also I'm working on a new format hope you like it. I seriously love Shrimpo like this is no joke gulps😣

You stood still in shock, shivering in place while listening to the laughter of the toons who had done this to you: Glisten and Tisha.

You never were able to figure out what went wrong between you and Glisten. For whatever reason, he just never liked you. Soon enough, he had roped Tisha into his sick little games with you too. That brings you to where you are now, your walk back to your room from Brightney's book club having been interrupted by Glisten, an empty bucket, and a sick joke.

"Sorry," he sneered at you, "You looked like you could've used a shower. I thought you liked cold water," Tisha laughed along side him.

You didn't exactly have the best day today. All you had for breakfast today were cold eggs and a single piece of burnt toast, Sprout had snapped at you for accidentally getting Cosmo cut by grabbing his attention while he was using scizzors, you had fallen off a ladder while putting some books back in the library and hit your head too hard for your liking, and now having been splashed with freezing cold water. Frustrated with the events of today, you could feel your emotions coming up, up, up, until you felt your eyes sting and hot tears poured down your face, your shoulders bouncing with your hiccups.

Glisten and Tisha's mouths formed into wide grins, "Awe, are you crying? Don't be so dramatic," Mocked Glisten.

"God, just-" you sniffled, "leave me alone!" Running to your room, you slipped and nearly fell if only you hadn't grabbed your doorknob to pull yourself up and locked your door tight once inside. You slid down against the door until you were sitting and hugged your knees close to your chest and cried for a bit, still shivering. Just a few seconds later you finally registered that you were freezing. You sloppily wiped away your tears and the water, the majority of your face still soaked however, and got a fluffy towel out of a drawer and stripped out of your soaked clothes to scrub yourself dry and then changed into some comfy clothes. You hugged yourself with a small smile, already feeling a bit better.

You violently jumped in place when incredibly loud, violent banging came from your door. You turned to the noise with a pout,

"Go away, Glisten!" Came your sullen voice. "I already told you to leave me alone." All you wanted to do was curl up under the covers of your bed and sleep until tomorrow came.

You heard a growl of frustration from behind the door before a familiar voice spoke, "Glisten doesn't bang on doors, idiot!" You blinked one, twice, at the door in surprise. What would Shrimpo want with you at this time? Internally, you dreaded the idea that Glisten had gotten him to pick on you with himself and Tisha and that did not want to make you open the door. But, you figured you might as well see what he wants, maybe that would make him go away faster. With a defeated sigh you unlocked your door and cracked it open so you could poke your head out.

Behind your doorway stood Shrimpo with his arms crossed over his chest, looking at you with a sharp glare. Your relationship with Shrimpo had been a bit of an enigma for a long while now, he always said he hated you and whatever you did, just like he did with all the other toons, but after a while he seemed to get the slightest bit less bothered by your existence. Sure you were nice to him, always wishing him a goodmorning or a good day or a goodnight with a warm smile, and you never really saw him in any bad light despite his short temper and frequent dendencies to be both narcisisstic and a bully, but that was just the good samaratin within you. However, deep down you wanted someone to truly call a friend. Every toon in Gardenview had someone to call a friend, however nobody seemed to deem you worthy of that title.

You did know that the same could be said for Shrimpo, however for more obvious reasons. Truly, you hoped that one day the two of you could be friends. Although, as of recently, you would be lying if you said you didn't like him more than as a potential friend. More than once you had caught yourself thinking of how cute he was.

"What is wrong with you?!" Shrimpo shouted, and you whinced a little. "I hate hearing you cry!"

You blinked, "oh," your voice was small, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you, Shrimpo." Shrimpo's room was next to yours, you wondered if he could hear you cry at night whenever your feelings overwhelmed you. "It's- It's nothing, really." While slinking back inside, an orange hand forced your door back open.

"I hate secrets! Tell me what happened, now!" He demanded.

You swallowed a lump in your throat, "I... Glisten, uh, threw some water on me. But, I'm fine now!" You smiled, yet you knew he could see through your thinly veiled façade, "really..." You could hear Shrimpo's throat rasp in a growl. "Have a good night, Shrimpo."

Your back pressed against the door with a yawn, and you heard Shrimpo stomp off. You let out a tired hum and dove under the soft covers of your bed and snuggled against a pillow before closing your eyes. Only a few minutes later you awoke to the sound of glass shattering and muffled yelling and cussing and other chatter. You got up, rubbing your eyes, and left the comfort of your room to investigate the noise.

You stopped only a few steps into the hallway leading to the kitchen. Surrounded by half of the other toons was Shrimpo beating up Glisten, and you could see Tisha to the side was targeted as well. Was he doing this because of what Glisten had done to you earlier? The thought made your heart thump a little faster and your face flush with a soothing warmth no blanket or jacket could ever offer.

"Shrimpo!" However, you couldn't just let this happen. "Shrimpo, stop!" Glisten was bleeding, blood stained the wooden flooring, the liquid coated his attacker's fists. Glisten was terrified, and Shrimpo was not relenting at all. "Please, that's enough, Shrimpo!" He could have killed him.

You had to physically drag the crustacean away from Glisten, and as soon as you did the others flocked around the flashy toon concerned and loud. As you looked at Shrimpo's face, you could see that he wasn't unscathed from this encounter, as he had cuts and some bruising around his face and arms. You also noticed how his seething expression in the fight softened to a more tame angry one once you got him away from it.

"Come on," you spoke, your arms wrapped around one of his, "I can take care of your wounds." You would much rather deal with light scratches and bruising rather than deep gashes that bled profusely. Your heart was pounding from having taken in such a gruesome sight, yet also because the one who caused it was allowing you to touch him and bring him to your room.

Closing your door and flicking the light switch on, you prompted Shrimpo to sit at the edge of your bed while you got a spare med-kit from a drawer in your bathroom. You quickly returned to your main room and sat next to Shrimpo, who looked at the floor with a softer expression that seemed more annoyed than angry. You coated a cotton ball in antibacterial alcohol and turned to the crustacean,

"Can you look at me, please? I'd like to clean your wounds," you said. He complied after a moment more of staring down your floorboards and turned his head to look at you. With a gentle hand you cupped the side of his face, "this will hurt a bit," and you softly dabbed the wet cotton ball at an open cut, earning a hiss of pain from the toon. "Shh, shh, shh, it's okay. It's okay." You couldn't help but comfort him despite the little damage he had taken. "You're gonna be okay." He had earned it, you think.

Finishing up on his face, you moved down to dab the alcohol over the cuts and bruises on his arms. With this, you failed to notice how red in the face Shrimpo was.

"Shrimpo," your voice was soft, "why did you... beat up Glisten?" You discarded the cotton ball and reapplied the alcohol onto another and dabbed the cool liquid over a mean bruise.

"Because I hate him!" You expected that answer. "I hate his face! He's always so mean to you and you never stick up for yourself! I really hate that about you!"

The cotton ball dabbing against his knuckles came to a hault, and you moved your head to look at him,

"You were... sticking up for me?" You asked, genuinely surprised.

Shrimpo's eyes widened after landing on your face and he looked away at your floorboards, his face looking reminescent of a tomato, "W-Well, of course I was!" His voice lost its personally unique angry and loud tone as he further went on, "of course I would- do- uh, I mean- I would-!!!" He promplty shut himself up.

You smiled at him, awfully flattered and sharply aware of your increased heartbeat. "How sweet of you, Shrimpo." You leaned forward and pressed a sweet kiss on his cheek. The toon stilled in response while you moved to return to cleaning his knuckles, you were pretty sure he stopped breathing for a bit too. You hummed while putting away your supplies back in the med-kit, going to your bathroom to return the med-kit and discard of the dirty cotton balls.

Your feet padded against the floor before stopping by the end of your bed next to Shrimpo who sat stiff as a board and still studied every atom of your floorboards, "It's very late, so I don't want to keep you," you informed, yet the other toon made no effort to move. "Oh, wait!" A lightbulb came into your mind, "Astro's hosting a sleepover tonight!" Your voice turned somber, "but, he forgot to invite us, again..." Being sleepy all the time could lead to forgetfulness, you knew. But you weren't stupid, you knew that he hadn't forgotten to invite you and Shrimpo.

A smile crept onto your features and your eyes locked onto the toon beside you, "hey, Shrimpo, why don't we have our own sleepover?"

Said toon shot his head up to you, burning with anger, "I hate that you want to do something with me!" He exclaimed. You tilted your head as he went on, "and I hate that I really really want to, as well!"

Instantaneously, your face lit up with a bright smile. "Really? I'm so glad!" You slept better having someone beside you and knowing you weren't alone, anyway. You flicked the light switch off and opened the covers of your bed after sliding to one side, patting the open space beside you. Shrimpo plopped himself down beside you with a small huff and got comfortable on his side, closing his eyes. He even slept with an angry face. Too cute!

"I'm still awake!!!" Had you said that out loud? That totally wouldn't haunt you till your final moments. Swiftly you got comfortable on your side, facing away from Shrimpo.

"Um, goodnight, Shrimpo." You heard him mutter angry nothings to himself before quieting down again. Just as you were beggining to feel sleep take you for the night, arms wrapped firmly around your middle and a face pressed against your back. You sluggishly moved a hand over one of his with a sleepy smile. You should have sleepovers more often.

If you notice any mistakes, feel free to let me know. Hope you enjoyed!

[m4sonn]

*ೃ༄ Dally smut imagine˚◞♡ ⃗

(Thx to @peachyponyboyy for helping me a bit with this, honestly I wrote this a while ago and I’m a bit embarrassed abt it so just be nice 😥😣)

A soc and a grease, who would’ve thought…? Especially two boys. It was unheard of at the time!! (Scandalous 🤯) You two weren’t really public about it, though Dallas was convinced that if you two got jumped for being gay he could take ‘em (his words not yours, but he probably could). He always wanted to show you off, you were opposed to the idea. The only people who knew of the two of you were his friends (the greaser gang) and your dad (great dad for once in a fic 👍👍). They surprisingly all accepted you guys. Your dad went on business trips a lot, being out of the house for a while.

You and Dallas had been hanging out in your room, you had invited him over to hangout and watch a movie, you guys were planning to just have an innocent little sleepover, or that’s what you thought, he had slightly different motivations. You smiled as you heard a knock on the door, rushing over to go answer it. As soon as you opened it Dallas pulled you into a big hug, pulling your lips into a loving kiss, you disconnected your lips from his after a few seconds. “Dal… someone’s gonna see us…” you murmured out nervously as you looked around to see if anyone was outside. “Aw don’t sweat it doll face. C'mon let’s just go inside

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It was now 11:30 at night, it had been around lunchtime when Dallas first arrived at your house. You were in bed, cuddled up to him. He laid on his back as you rested your head on his chest, his arm wrapped gently around your waist. You guys silently watched your movie, enjoying each other’s embrace. His thumb absentmindedly rubbed up and down in a gentle and steady rhythm.

You feel a warm calloused hand snake slightly into your pants, it rested in the same spot as it was in before just under your pants. You look at Dallas from the corner of your eye. He gave you his signature grin. “What? ‘M just trying to explore you” he said with his usual cocky smirk, he looked at you to confirm if you wanted to continue. You just nodded in approval. With one motion he had sat up and lifted you into his lap, you let out a slight squeal. “Awww… did I scare you, cutie?” “Oh shut up…” you murmured out

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Dallas Let out a soft groan “mmm… yeahhh… just like that…'' his grip on your hair tightened slightly as he forced your throat down more into his lap. You gently gagged as his length hit the back of your throat, your room was consumed with the sounds of slurps, chokes, and gags. you didn’t mind his strong hands pulling your hair, you enjoyed having him to guide you since you weren’t very experienced, hell you had just gotten out of the habit of using teeth.. He started to pull your hair harder, moving your throat faster and harder, forcing your head more down. This took you slightly by surprise as you gently held onto his thigh. “Fuuuckkkk… dollface…” he groaned out. “Hmm… I’m close doll… ohh…” with that he shoved your head farther down and released his warm white liquid down your throat. He let go of your hair and you jerk your head back and choke slightly.

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You laid in bed, your face resting in a pillow on the bed.Your hands gently rested on the sheets below you. Dallas’s hands slid up and down your shirt to feel your soft skin and to make you shiver, your shirt was the only thing you had on still. You feel one of his hands snake down to your waist then to one of your ass cheeks, he grabbed it and then separated from the other “hmm look at this view~ ain’t nothin’ better than this~” he said while smirking down at you. “You ready, pretty boy?” You simply nodded your head in response.

Dallas put some lube on his fingers, slipping one easily into your hole. “Mmmg…” you gently hummed out as he started to move his finger in and out. He soon slipped a second then a third one in. His fingers were real’ thick and just those already had you basically screaming, Dallas was a lot more experienced than you with this stuff and he was pretty damn good at his craft. His digits moved around as if they were searching for something, you assumed he was looking for your prostate so you moved a bit to make it easier for him. Dallas looked at you with a raised eyebrow. “Uncomfortable?” “Oh, no, I just thought you were trying to get to my prostate…” you murmured out embarrassedly “I know where your prostate is,” he said with a half scoff half giggle “I was just teasing you”

He suddenly moved his fingers and hit that spot that made you see stars, your back arches and you scream out in pleasure. He gave his normal cocky chuckle as he kept moving his digits into that specific area, you were basically seeing stars at this point. He suddenly slid his fingers out with a smirk, you looked up at him with a whimper. “W-why’d you stop…?” You barely managed to sputter out. “Awh, doll face I’m not letting you come that easily…” he said with a smirk. He gently tapped your left ass cheek twice “now let’s get to the fun part, shall we, pretty boy?”

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He slowly slid his length into you, your eyes widen and you let out a soft whimper, your hands clenching to the sheets below you so hard that your knuckles turned white. You’ve only ever really used your fingers and never done it with anyone else before, and he was a lot bigger than just a finger or two of yours.. “Awww, can’t take it? Is it too much already, doll?~” he cooed out to you. You would’ve said a smartass response but he shoved the rest of his length into you which forced you to let out a scream. “Hnghh…. D-Dal i-it hurts….” “Mmh.. I know, I know, it’ll feel better after you get used to it I swear m’love…” As he started his gentle thrusting the pain faded into pleasure. He started to thrust harder and harder, earning louder moans from you each time. He chuckled as he watched your back, your back, back of your neck, and the tips of your ears plagued with a red blush. “You like that pretty boy?~” Dallas said as he pressed his chests again your back and pressed his mouth up against your ear. You sputtered out a soft “m-m!. y-yes” in between loud moans. He moved one hand from your waist and to your ass cheek. He let out a few soft groans as he continued thrusting. “You’ve got such a nice ass, darlin’.” You let out a soft whine and glared at him in response. He chuckled and peppered gently kissed all over the back of your neck and ears, enjoying the small moans he received in response.

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You felt like everything was melting your eyes rolling back into your skull as your toes curled. “Mgghh… your face is so pretty when you’re all fucked out” he said with a sly grin as he mercilessly rammed himself into you over and over again. You had moved to lay on your back a bit ago to make it more comfortable for the both of you, a pillow under your lower back to make it more comfortable for you. You tried to squirm but he pushed your wrists more into the sheets and held your waist a bit tighter. “Stay still pretty boy” he cooed out at you as you just muled out loud moans. “I-I’m- ahhhnnnnn!!! I-I’m gonna commmmeeee~” you barely managed to moan through his harsh thrusts. “Go ahead, I’m close too~” he hummed out, continuing to ram into you. After a while his thrusts got sloppy, his hips stuttering as he continued to slam into you. You soon reached your peak, your head tilting up as you released, him releasing soon after.

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“You’re real’ cute, yknow.” He gently hummed out to you, you guys had finished cleaning up a bit earlier, taken showers, replacing the sheets, and getting clothes on. He did most of the work of course since your legs were basically numb. You guys cuddled up together just like you had been before. You guys had a movie on but he was watching a little more than you since you were both half asleep, you a lot more than him. “G’night, doll face” he said softly before gently kissing your forehead. You mumbled out a small goodnight before falling asleep on him.

[cherryredstars]

Hiii cherry♥️ i have a request for simon🙃🫠 ok so smth where they kidnap his civilian wife and he's losing his mind trying to find and save her😣😫 also she's pregnant but he doesn't know🥲 love your writing mwah mwah💋💋♥️♥️

Pairing: Simon “Ghost” Riley x fem!reader

Warnings: Angst(???), Mentions of Kidnapping, Mentions to Simon’s Trauma, Happy Ending

Summary: His worst fear has come true. 

Word Count: 1.5K (Unedited)

He’s loosing his fucking mind. 

Of course, right when he got comfortable. Right when all these fears started to melt away. Right when he was happy and he had a family again. Everything always goes to shit for him. He can't have a single good thing. History repeats itself. Again and again and again. He should have known. He should have known better. He knew better. He shouldn’t have gotten close to someone again.

Six good years. Six peaceful years.That’s what he got. Six years without any threats, or blackmailing, or discovering. Six years of learning how to love and be loved. Six years of finally having a home again. Six years isn't enough. He wants more damnit. If you’ve taught him anything, it's that he deserves more. And he’d be damned if he didn’t fight for it. Fight for you. But in order to do that he has to fight through this… this fog in his head. This murky fuzziness that shadows in the corners of his mind. It makes his trained focus wane. 

He can’t focus on anything for more than a few minutes. He’s zoning out. One second he’s thinking strategies in a briefing room, then his eyes are floating past Price’s shoulders and he’s looking at the fucking wall. You’re missing and all Simon, or Ghost, or he can do is look at the fucking concrete walls like a fucking idiot. Any sounds are just white noise, a soft, distant buzzing. He doesn’t process anything. It’s not going through one ear and out the other. No, it’s not even reaching him. He’s not even thinking about anything as he sits there. It’s all just blank, empty. 

He’s claustrophobic too. He can’t sit in a room for too long. Can’t stand too close to any single person. Fuck going to the mess for food or training or meetings or even being on base. He can’t even fucking spend more than an hour in his barrick before he can see the walls shrinking in on him. It makes his breath quicken and he races out of there quickly. But there isn’t anywhere else he can go. He can’t even stomach the thought of going to your shared home. He knows the second he steps in he’ll feel like a traitor, a murderer, and an accomplice to your abduction. He won’t survive that, he can’t. It feels like he’s back in that fucking coffin again. 

He needs to get up and walk around. His body demands it. He… he needs to be doing something. He just doesn’t know what. So he trains and works out and runs laps over a thousand times. He bounces his knees when he sits. He shifts in his chair no matter how comfortable it is. He picks at loose threads on his gloves and he fidgets with his combat gear. He cleans and disassembles his guns and puts them back together. He does paperwork, or he attempts to. He can’t focus on the words and he can’t get his words right. He spends the time in his office bouncing his knee and clicking his pen and sweating because even though the window is open he can see the walls caving in from the corner of his eye. Nothing is right. Nothing he does is ever right. 

He’s just so tired.

In the late hours of the night, usually on the nights he comes back from deployment or had a god awful nightmare, he would lay awake with you. The two of you facing each other, breathing in each other’s exhales as he played with your hair. He would lean in close and whisper into the still air, I don’t know what I would do without you. It’s the truth. Look at him now: an unfunctional mess with less capabilities than a bloody piece of paper. He’s absolutely useless without you. I don’t know what I would do without you, he had said. Guess he knows now, and his future doesn’t look very promising, (not that it would last more than a couple of hours if you weren’t ever saved). 

He isn’t the only one who sees how he’s losing his mind. Everyone sees it. Johnny, Price, Gaz, even fucking Laswell. It makes him want to laugh. In fact, he does laugh in Price’s face. It’s funny, really. Really goddamn funny. Price and the lot of them. He won’t admit that he feels like he’s backed into a corner. That he’s seconds away from barring claws and fangs at them. He thinks he’s really fucking funny.

“You’re not going on this mission, Simon. I’m not signing off on it.”

Ghost wants to roll his eyes. Of course Simon isn’t going to go. That weak, emotional twat would get killed in seconds. Ghost is going. Not Simon, never Simon. Not anymore. But Price is looking at him like he’s fucking stupid. Like he’s dense and missing something. Then it clicks. If Simon isn’t going… that also means Ghost isn’t going. Two lives in one he realizes. Ghost and Simon. Simon and You. 

“Like fucking hell I’m not going!” Both of them growl, Simon and Ghost together. For your sake, he can get his mind straight. There is no fucking way that he isn’t going to go out there and save you. Leave your life-  the only life that matters in this damn world- in the hands of someone else? He thinks absolutely fucking not. He just hopes Price doesn’t see the thickening film over his eyes that’s been developing since you’ve been gone. 

“It’s too personal for you. At this rate, you’re more of a liability than an asset.”

The anger coursing through his bones is strong and vibrating. His hands are clenching and unclenching at his sides and he feels like he can breathe fire. “Yeah? Things between the two of us are about to get fucking personal.”

Price does nothing but look at him calmly. He gives Ghost a pat on the shoulder, one that he quickly brushes off, and… walks away. It leaves Simon fuming, but as he stands there, his mind drifts again. And it floats and it flutters and his mind has gone blank again. His anger dies down to nothingness. He hates when that old geezer is right. 

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It’s made final. He watches them through the cameras in Laswell’s room. Yeah, he’s on Laswell’s personal assistant duty. He’s standing besides her, brooding as the rest of 141 board the chopper. He watches as it slowly begins to lift off the pad, and in a few seconds, it’s flying away. Laswell gives him what’s supposed to be a comforting pat on the shoulder, but Simon just stands there, looking at the empty helicopter pad. 

He spends the rest of the time blanking out. He doesn’t really care for what Laswell is saying to her team on base, telling them to check coordinates and statuses and whatnot. Every now and then, one of the lads says something in comms that fills the room with static words. It all just sounds like white noise. Simon only realizes that they retrieved that target when Laswell shakes his shoulders and gives them a tight squeeze. It takes him a minute or two, his mind trying to channel in. But then it hits. It registers in his mind and in his heart and in his body. The fuzzy edges of his mind recede and everything looks sharper than it has in the past week and a half. 

You’re coming home. He sags, head buried in his hands. His shoulders shake as he cries. 

Even when the tears dry, he stays in that position until the boys get back. He jumps up, following behind Laswell to the medical center. The rest of 141 is there already, conversing about the briefing they will have to go to afterwards. When they hear the two of them approaching, they quieten up and smile. Simon doesn’t give them the chance to say anything before he pulls each of them into a hug, muttering that he owes each of them one. When he gets to Price, he holds onto him the longest, thank yous rushing from his mouth. When he finally pulls away, he asks how you are. 

Price smiles, slapping his shoulder firmly, “Both are fine. Just check ups.”

Simon furrows, looking at Price, “There was another hostage?”

He’s confused when no one answers, looking around. He wants to slap the wide smile off of all their faces. Have they gone manic or something? 

His attention draws back to Price as he chuckles, “Her and the baby.”

Simon feels his breath escape his lungs, his mind getting light headed. He might just cry again. He wastes no time walking into the room, eyes wide as he looks to the bed. You’re conversing casually with the nurse, hand resting on your stomach. When they both hear him enter, the both of you quiet and turn. You smile at him, opening your mouth to say something that never escapes as he rushes you. His hug is bone crushing, but you let him have it. 

You’re finally back. You and the baby.

[halfbloodprill]

Some smut for Luke, he and the reader are exes, and at one of the bonfire parties, Luke sees the reader flirting with another guy, and he gets jealous, something with enemies to lovers. :)

authors note- hiii thank you for leaving this request i LOVEEE it. i’m so sorry it took me so long to get to it i have been crazy busy 😣 i hope u enjoy <3

smut below!!

Things with luke worked for exactly 8 months. it was great. you had picnics together, you trained together, and you always shared your evenings together at the bonfires. you laughed and loved each other, your energy feeding into the growing flames with embers flitting through the smoke. towards the end, things got rocky. luke became a more angry person. even if he wasn’t outwardly angry, you saw the scowl that had now seemed to permanently rest on his face when he was deep in thought. you never missed the acerbic comments he made about the gods every once in a while that you just chose to ignore for avoidance of sparking another debate about how awful the gods were at being parents. this tension left unhappiness tainting your relationship, so you called it quits. Luke was hesitant and when you finally got all your stuff back, he was angry at your decision to leave him. in complete disbelief. the camp’s golden boy was dumped? how?

it was quite the scandal at camp too. the seemingly happy couple decides to call it quits. people whispered for a few weeks but eventually it all died down. you missed him though and you knew he felt the same way too. you never missed his stares across the fields or during meals, and you never stopped yourself from searching for his familiar face during the day. but you knew this wasn’t healthy anymore. so you wanted to branch out more, and tonight’s celebration would be the perfect time to mingle as every cabin gathered around the bonfire.

you had set your eyes on a tall Ares kid. He seemed nice enough, a bit gruff at times but you were determined. you put your hair up in your best style and put on the slightest hint of makeup ( courtesy of the Aphrodite kids) and made your move. you left your seat from your friends and walked over to sit next to him instead. you settled between him and his sibling. he sat in a perplexed manner until you introduced yourself with your soft voice and extended a hand. He took your hand, engulfing it with his much bigger one, and you got to talking. everyone was engulfed in conversations. no one paid attention, except you could feel a pair of watchful eyes. you look across the flames as the Ares child talks of something Clarisse did recently and you see a pair of eyes, one lacerated with a scar, peering angrily back at you. you held eye contact firmly. you slowly peeled your eyes from luke and back to the ares boy, laughing at his remarks and placing your soft hand on his forearm. your knees were touching and he had a flush on his face that was not from the heat of the dancing flame.

luke felt anger boiling in his stomach. yes you two were over but there is no reason for you to be touching that ares boy like that. you were his. always his. he would show you. He continued to watch as you laughed and thoughtlessly played with his hands. he noticed that somehow you two were getting closer. he jumped from his own seat when he saw that you two were standing up and trying to retreat back to one of the cabins. He stormed over before you two could leave.

“Hey man. I’ll take it from here,” luke intervened.

You both stared at him in pure confusion.

“I’ve got her. We were gonna go somewhere more quiet,” the ares boy replied. you clung to his arm which furthered lukes anger.

“No I wouldn’t advise that. She can come with me now. Right, sweetheart?” luke looked at you and you firmly held his eye contact.

“No, luke. I wanna go with him,” you answered in a firm manner while looking at the ares boy.

“You don’t even know his name. He just wants a quick fuck. Some whore to help him do what his hand can’t do anymore. You’re coming with me. Now.” Luke’s voice was stronger and he grabbed your wrist tightly.

“Hey that’s not true. She can think for herself. this is why she dumped you,” the ares boy replied, now growing tired of Lukes interference. you winced at his unwise words.

“Are you still here? I told you to leave her the fuck alone. You can go now,” lukes eyes flashed with anger. He pulled your wrist and you towards him successfully. He continued to pull you along with him and back towards the cabins.

“Luke where the fuck are you taking me?” You questioned as you stumbled behind him.

“Shut your fucking mouth and just follow. You always have to ask your questions,” luke replied heatedly. so you continued to follow him until you saw a building in front of you.

“Why are we at the Ares cabin?” you questioned.

“Just shut the fuck up and go inside,” luke says annoyed and pulls you inside. he leads you to one of the bunks and pushes you on.

“did you forget you’re mine? i’ll have to remind you,” luke basically growls.

he kisses firmly. his teeth are clashing with yours. his tongue is swirling in your mouth. You can’t keep up with his pace.he’s ducking your tongue and searching every inch of your mouth with his own tongue. he missed the familiarity of your mouth. his hands are firmly in your hair and cradling your head. he can smell your shampoo on you. he’s still sucking at your mouth when he comes up for air, panting and a string of saliva connecting you two.

“missed you so much princess. need to remind you who you belong to,” he says before he started to attack your neck. he’s nipping at your neck, sure to leave marks on the column and side of your throat. you’re whining at the feeling of his teeth on your neck and hips wiggling from the stimulation. he’s kissing up your neck and to your chin and mouth again before he sloppily kisses you again. saliva coating his own mouth and chin from his attacks on your neck. your mind has already gone fuzzy. his hands are finding the button and zipper of your jean shorts and tugging them down as you kick off your shoes. he laughs at the eagerness of your movements and starts to grab the hem of your shirt. he makes eye contact with you in a way that asks if you’re sure that you want this.

of course you do.

he pulls the shirt over your head while you lay back onto your elbows. he’s spreading your legs and stares at your pussy in a tantalizing manner. He groans at the sight of your glistening folds. it’s quiet before you hear him and feel him spit on your cunt. he lays his tongue flat on you and your head is thrown back at the pleasure of his tongue on your heat. he’s attacking your cunt. his tongue goes from fucking inside your tight hole and sucking vigorously at your clit. the amount of pleasure has your grasping at the sheets and pulling at his hair, grinding your hips against his face. he pulls back, chin and mouth glistening before speaking. “Someone’s eager huh? do you think he could’ve fucked you this good?”

you shake your head dumbly and pray he goes back to his ministrations. he leans back down and you can feel the tip of his nose gliding against your wet clit. the pressure alone has you squirming so much he has to put a hand against your stomach to hold you down. before you can cum, he pulls away and wipes his mouth with the back of his hand.

“you’re ready now, right? you can take me? you’re lucky i even prepped you,” he says with a malicious glint. he pulls his cock out and you can only stare at it. it’s so pretty. so long and veiny. he holds his hand out expectantly before saying “spit.”

you gather spit and spit onto his hand before he rubs his length. he grabs it and measures it over your stomach to see how deep it will be reaching inside you. “It’s been too long without your pussy baby. you’re sure you can still take me?”

you nod quickly because you just are so needy and need him in you so badly. to feel him using and bruising your gummy walls with the head of his cock and every vein you feel so well.”

“I can take it. Swear I can. I’m your good girl still. wanna be good and warm for you please sir,” you start whining and begging in such a pathetic manner. luke coos at you for how pathetic you look. “my baby is so desperate yeah?” he says before he reaches down and cups for face with one hand. he slaps you a few times. “take it slut,” he growls before he plunges in fully without a warning. the air has been pushed from your lungs and you whine loudly at how quick he intruded.

he starts a brutal pace. his hands goes from your cheek to around your throat, the other one pushing down on your stomach.

“you feel me here right? so deep. you’re mine. all mine. gonna put a baby right here. show everyone,” he says while pushing harder to emphasize. your head is fuzzy because of the lack of air, from the pleasure and his words that turn your brain to goo.

“yesss i’m yours sir. i wanna be yours. always. give me a baby. bree- breed me,” you slur out.

“oh shit yeah. i’m gonna breed you. that’s all you are. a toy for me. gonna cum as many times as it takes for you to be round with my baby. fuc-fuckk,” he says as hr throws his head back.

he’s fucking you hard still. and you’re so brain dead until you hear voices growing closer and realize the bonfire has ended and campers are heading to the cabin.

“Luke! they’re coming back, stop!” you exclaim. your face painted in worry.

“Let them. Hope he sees who you belong to. only one who’s gonna come is you. right. now,” he punctuates those words with hard thrusts that have your eyes rolling back. you’re teetering on the edge and finally crash over, but see the light from outside as the cabin door opens.

[hannahluvsbillie]

miss me?

★~ pairing : billie eilish x reader

★~ cw : none

a/n : this fic is so messy and it’s absolute dog shit but i have crazy writers block rn im sorry guys 😣😣

a/n 2 : no this isn’t a part of the casual series!! trying to aim for this week or next for part 3

the sounds of blaring music and people talking filled your ears, constantly. you were dragged to this party.

your friends say it’s because you haven’t been out often since- well since you and billie broke up.

but how can they blame you? she was your soul tie, your other half. and they think you can get over her in a couple of weeks? you can only wish it was that easy.

you lean your head back on the back of the couch, looking at how the lights flash annoyingly bright colors.

god you just wanted to go home.

well, that was until you hear a familiar voice.

your head snaps to the side, only to see billie. she wasn’t supposed to be here, you hadn’t seen her in months.

your breathing speeds up, it feels like you haven’t seen her in years. she looks so different- yet the same.

her hair is the same, except now it’s just black. she changed the red roots you loved so much.

her voice was the same, her laugh, not that you’d expect that to change, it just felt foreign to hear that sound again after not hearing it for months.

you see her look over in your direction, if you weren’t staring at her in absolute awe, you wouldn’t of seen the way her eyes widen just a millimeter when she sees you.

it seems like you both didn’t expect to see each other again.

it’s felt like you two are planets apart, watching her live through social media, listening to her new songs just to realize who they’re about.

before you know it, she’s walking over. you look down at your phone, trying to ignore her gaze.

“hey, haven’t seen you in a minute.”

she says, her voice as soft and playful as you remember it. it felt like rediscovering your once favorite song.

you look up at her from your phone, your eyebrows raising just a smidge.

“hi” is all you manage to get out before she speaks again

“you seem like you don’t want to be here.” she says, she notices the way your eyes are sunken in just a little, you look skinnier, and not in a good way. you look so familiar but so different.

“yeah, i really don’t.” you say, looking away from her gaze, looking at a wall beside you. anything to ignore those eyes.

before you know it, she’s sitting next to you on the couch.

“so, how have you been?” she says, her voice sounds like she knows the answer already. she also knows your going to lie.

“uh- fine.” you say, looking back at her.

but not into her eyes. you couldn’t handle it.

you could smell the alcohol in her breath, since when did she drink?

your brows furrow in confusion for just a second, before you relax your face and take a sip of your drink, letting silence fall over the both of you.

“how’s shark?” you ask out of pure awkwardness, what else were you supposed to ask her?

“oh uh- he’s fine. i think he misses you though.” she says, laughing softly. she looks up to see you smiling with her, she’s missed your laugh.

silence once again falls over the two of you, not having any words left to say. but there was this unspoken tension, like you needed to talk but didn’t know how to start the conversation.

“since when did you drink?” you say, looking down at my feet.

you glance up at her, looking into her eyes. her eyes are no longer on yours.

she realizes you noticed the smell of alcohol in her breath.

“since we ended things.” she says, sounding almost embarrassed. she was never a drinker.

your eyes widen for a moment, nodding slowly.

did she really start drinking then? there’s no way. she seems so.. good now.

“oh.” is all you manage to get out, not knowing what to say to that. was it your fault?

you hear her take a deep breath, as if she’s gaining the courage to say something. you glance over at her to see her looking at you like your the only person in the world.

“i really miss you y/n.” she speaks, speaking fast, like she didn’t want you to hear it.

your head snaps over to look at her, you barely heard her over the music and people chatting, but you heard it. loud and clear.

you take a deep breath, it was like everything came back to you then. specifically why you two broke up. the constant fighting and screaming matches, the secretiveness of it all.

“billie you can’t do this to me.” you say, softer then anything else you’ve said. she immediately looks away from you, as if she realizes she just fucked everything up for a second time.

“yeah- fuck- sorry.” she says, grabbing her drink from the table and getting up. she stands up, looking at you.

“just- call me if you ever feel the same.” she says quickly, before walking away, into the crowd of the party.