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racew1nn3rs · 8 months ago

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─ 𝘚𝘌𝘊𝘙𝘌𝘛𝘚, 𝘚𝘌𝘊𝘙𝘌𝘛𝘚 🫀

max verstappen x singer!fem reader // smau

⤷ summary: when max verstappen starts commenting on the posts of the beloved singer y/n l/n, fans are confused and less than enthusiastic at the new friendship. what they could never expect is just how long they've been 'friends'...

based on this request <3

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ynusername my new album is now officially out on all platforms! thank you so so much for all of the love and support, and special thanks to sab for her feature on the song <33 love u bb girl 🫦🫦 now that the album's out, tour next!!! see you all soon!

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user1 THE ALBUM OUT. THIS IS NOT A DRILL PEOPLE THIS IS NOT A DRILL.

user2 i cannot be normal about this i fear

user3 ik her back hurts from CARRYING the music industry on her back 😩

user4 hey so WHO TF IS SO AMERICAN ABOUT?? A LOVE SONG

user5 y/n writing a love song in god's year of 2024... wow

user6 y/n in the top 10 charts, fork found in kitchen

user7 sabrina and y/n are never beating the gf allegations

ynusername damn right we're not 😏

user7 HOLY SHIR HOKY SHIT HOKST SHUT

user8 y/n's in love and it's not with me, hanging myself as we speak

user9 the comment is gonna get reported but so real op

user8 can't a woman hang herself in peace 😣

user10 album's such a banger i had this shit bumpin at my grandmas funeral 🙏🏼 rest in piece nancy 🕊️💪🏻

user11 OH MY GOD???

user12 rest in piece nancy you would've loved make you mine 😔

ynusername oh my god please tell me your joking

user10 sorry queen the grind never stops

ynusername NO SHOT

maxverstappen1 great album! 👍🏼

user13 why does he text like my father 🧍🏻‍♀️

user14 brother eughh

user15 what da hell is a polar bear doin in arlington texas

ynusername thank you max!!!

user16 y/n l/n to redbull in 2025

user17 hellurrrrr who is this man in ur likes y/n

user18 f1 driver!!

user17 Y/N NO ATHELETES PLEAEJEWK 🫵

user18 tour content soon??? i'm sat

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user19 bro looks like he snuck onto earth, get his ass outta here

user20 grammy-award winner, vogue cover model, new york university graduate and Some Fucking Guy

user21 not y'all coming to her defense like the mighty morphin power rangers 💀💀 he's literally a world class athete and she writes pop music

user20 17.172.224.47

user21 IS THAT MY IP ADDRESS??

user20 melinda charleton

user22 IS THAT HIS MOTHER'S NAME!!?1?1!

user20 you want me to do you too???

user22 no we good 😃

user23 ruth bader ginsberg did not die for this

user24 now wtf does this have to do with babe ruth 🤨

user25 WHOOOOO 😧

user24 ... that wasn't right was it

user26 now let's be fr he does NAWT have a chance

user27 have u seen the marble-carved goddesses these men pull, i fear he does 😔

user28 please no i feel ill

user29 TWO???? OH HELL NAW

user30 two might be pushing it, only one was confirmed

user31 jesus christ

user32 first taylor, now this

user33 yall, all he commented was great album 💀💀 yall are LEAPING to conclusions

user34 what can i say it's an art

user35 i do not see 👁️👄👁️

user36 no like 💀💀 im in your walls

user37 haha max verstappen!! right!!! (theres a sniper at ur location)

user38 omg ur so right 🤩 it is about him (i have a bomb strapped to my chest)

user39 i dont mean to sound stupid, idk who that man is, if i saw him on the streets i wouldnt know a thing 🥱

user40 this is so random too like what 😭

user41 the power of kindness won't work here, i have to throw him off a building

user42 i used to be a max verslsjjwwo lover 🤩 now im just a max verslsjjwwo hater 😔

user43 NURSE 🫵 SHE'S OUT AGAIN

user44 why would u put that into the universe 😧

user45 alright, lets get you to bed grandma

user46 mari stop being delusion and go touch grass 🧍🏻‍♀️

user47 ENOUGHHHH

user48 ain't no way in hell 😭

user49 ik ur feet hurt from all this jumping to conclusions babe

user50 lets leave the parkour to the athletes 😃

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ynusername italy thanks for letting me be inside you (; it was such a lovely show, expect me back asap!!!!

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user51 IT WAS SO GOOD I THNK I BLACKED OUT THE WHOLE TIME THO

user52 oh!

user51 oh so now this isn't a safe space

user53 LANDO AND MAX IN TGE LIKES??? NO NO NO NO

user54 ABORT ABORT ABORT

user55 y'all are doing too much 🙄 she's one of the top artists in the world, i think it's safe to say they might like her music

user56 the second picture 🧎🏻‍♀️do you need a stool cause i can kneel and be really quiet

user57 y/n fans be normal challenge (impossible!!!) (never done before)

user56 WOMP WOMP

maxverstappen1 wonderful show! 🙏🏼 you are so talented

ynusername ty max (: im glad you could come see me

user57 ain't NO WAYYYYYY

user59 THIS IS SIXKENJNG IM GONNA PUKE

sabrinacarpenter my gf looking sexy 🫦🫦🫦

ynusername only for u bbg 🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️

user60 BOOOO 🗣️ GET A ROOM

user61 do y'all need a third!!!!

user62 mamma mia pizza pasta mozzerella moment

user63 i just put u on a watchlist

user62 🧍🏻‍♀️

landonorris RAHHHHHH 🦅🫵🗣️‼️

ynusername RAHHH RAHHH RAHHH RISE POWER POWER 💪🏻‼️

user63 what the fuck

user64 OH GOD WHAT IF SHES DATING HIM????

ynusername brother eughhhh

landonorris WHAT THE FUCK????

user65 SINCE WHEN IS SHE FRIENDS WITH F1 DRIVERS HOW MANY CHAPTWRS DID I MISS

user66 apparently we all went into a universal coma while she was out galavanting cause idk how else this could've happened

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user67 someone save my girl bro, she don't know any better 😭

user68 it's like a little kid trying to touch the hot stove, LIKE STOP THAT!! DON'T DO THAT

user69 am i the only one who thinks they'd be cute together....

user70 YES!?!?

user71 there is literally no fucking way he bagged her

user72 losing y/n to european f1 driver would be the biggest american tragedy since 2001

user73 i had to read this shit twice, op what r u waffling abt 🫵😧

user74 can't even be nonchalant about this one bro, i'm chalanting hard asf

user75 we do not care

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ynusername first time in monaco, safe to say i enjoyed myself! so happy to see you shine this time my love<3

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user76 oh. my. fucking. god

user77 THEYRE FUCKING DATING OH MYFODNSJ

user78 THAT SHOULD BE MEEEE HOLDING YOUR HAND THAT SHOULD BE MEEE MAKING YOU LAUGHHH 🎤

user79 i'm in mourning

sabrinacarpenter CHEATER 🫵

ynusername BABY IT'S NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE, IT WAS JUST ONE TIME 😣😣😣 IT WAS A MISTAKE

maxverstappen1 we've been dating for 2 years??

sabrinacarpenter SHUT UP FAST & FURIOUS NO ONE ASKED YOU

user80 i'm sorry 😃 two Y EARS

user81 i feel like i just got dumped. y/n don't do this, the kids need you 😔

maxverstappen1 i got p1 for you, i love you 🫶🏼

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hope you all enjoyed! please let me know your thoughts and feel free to leave a request for me to write something for your fav <3

#f1 x female reader #f1 x reader #f1 x y/n #formula 1 #f1 #f1 smut #f1 x you #formula one #f1 imagine #f1 smau #max verstappen smau #max verstappen x reader #max verstappen #max verstappen x you #max verstappen x y/n

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beat-the-morning · 2 months ago

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🖤🎄Under the tree || Hozier x Reader🎄🖤

READ ON TUMBLR UNDER CUT || READ ON AO3

Rating: +18 || smut

Tags: 🎄Christmas Themed Fic🎄, face-fucking, cunnilingus, oral sex (both receiving), come swallowing, light dom/sub (fork found in kitchen), light bondage

Summary: You have a very special gift for Andrew this Christmas (the gift is you.)

Word count: 1.9k

A/N: Yes, I know it’s not Christmas anymore. No, I don’t care about that, time isn’t real anyway. Shoutout to my editor (oomf) for editing while I get ready to post the fic. If there are any remaining typos fight them Not me. I’m not the one editing one handed, they are.

A/N 2: Everyone cheer that it only took me 20 days to write another fic instead of the usual month. Another one for that white boy of the year poll coming soon(ish). Hope you all had a very nice Christmas🎄❤️

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It was Christmas Eve, Andrew was on his way back home from a Christmas charity busk in Dublin that you decided to stay home for so you could prepare a special surprise for him. You had told him as much when he asked you to go for the first time, which unnerved him slightly. You had instructed him to have dinner while he was out, so you could focus on the surprise when he got back.

He was 45 minutes away, and everything was ready, except you, that is. Your surprise was divided in smaller parts that you’d show him in the morning, but you needed to get ready for tonight’s, you were fresh out of the shower and smelled like cinnamon and sugar cookies, you walked out of the bathroom with nothing on and grabbed a few strips of red silk fabric and gift wrapping paper as you made your way downstairs to the Christmas tree. Then, carefully, wrapped yourself up as a gift for Andrew. The paper enveloped your ass and front, going up around your abdomen and chest, creating almost a dress shape, your legs tied together by the ankles and thighs while you kneeled in front of the tree. You tied a nice red silk bow on your hair and another one on your mouth, making it so you wouldn’t be able to speak, finally, you tied your hands together with the rest of the red fabric.

You waited patiently for around five minutes before Andrew finally got back, the lights in the house were off, the only light being candles, both real and battery-powered, that you had put around the house to create a path from the front door to the living room and from there to the bedroom. Andrew smiled as he went in, his mind going wild with ideas of what you could’ve been preparing for him.

“I’m back!” He called out as he took off his shoes and coat in the entryway, the house was warm and he could hear the crackling in the fireplace, so he took off his sweater, too, remaining in just his pants and a button-up shirt (with an undershirt under it). He made his way to the living room, following the candles, his eyes scanned the room looking for you when he entered, his eyes and smile widening when he saw you wrapped like a present under the tree. You tried your best not to move when he spotted you, though you could already feel an all too familiar dampness between your legs.

He walked over to you, his stride confident and smug, he squatted next to you, his hand caressing from your knees, up to the bow on your thighs with what could only be described as a lustful fire in his eyes. His hand moved softly up your paper dress and to your face, he held your chin firmly between his fingers, making you look at him. “Was this your surprise, love?” He teased, smirking.

You hummed and tried to nod to say yes, your eyes wide and submissive as you looked at him. Andrew smiled.

“Let me get this off you, sweetness.” He chuckled, taking off the bow on your mouth and giving you a quick tender kiss. “There we go, how are you feeling, baby?”

“Good.” You answered.

“I’m glad,” he kissed you again before standing up, his hand still holding your chin. “So, did you have a plan for after I got here or..?” He wandered.

“No, no plan, you can do whatever you want, I’m your present after all. Happy Christmas!” You smiled innocently.

His eyes darkened with lust. “Good,” he chuckled. “What’s your safeword for when you can’t speak, darling?”

You snapped your fingers twice. He smiled, his hand moving to undo his belt and pants. “I love getting new toys for Christmas.” He murmured, a shiver ran down your spine and straight into your core. He pulled out his cock without even taking off his pants, it was hard and leaking already. His other hand moved to your cheek, caressing it lovingly. “Don’t move your head, I’ll do everything, just sit and enjoy my cock like the little slut you are, okay?” He commanded.

“Oka-“ you went to speak but he cut you off before you could get a word out.

“Shh shh shh.” He shushed you, a finger over your lips. “Toys don’t talk. Now, nod if you’re okay with this.”

You nodded, mind fuzzy with arousal. He gently guided your mouth to open, slowly guiding his cock into it. He started thrusting gently, both his hands holding your head at this point, his cock teasing the back of your throat while you held your thumbs in your fists to get rid of the gag reflex as best as you could, though it was never quite enough thanks to his size.

He sped up, moaning softly as he fucked your mouth. His hands still caressed your face and hair every so often, you hummed in response, sending vibrations all through his shaft. “You fucking love this, don’t you? Being my toy, letting me use you, just- mmph!” A moan escaped him. “Just being mine.” He growled as he said that last word, gripping your head tighter and quickening his pace even more. He bared his teeth, sucking in a breath through them while scrunching up his face.

Andrew’s hand moved to the back of your head, taking your hair in his fist and using it to move your head closer to himself, he was moaning loudly, his face still scrunched up. Drool was running down your chin and dropping onto your breasts, your eyes rolled to the back of your head, the wrapping paper dampening because of your wetness. You blinked a couple times, your eyes focusing on Andrew, he was glowing in the soft light of the candles and the Christmas tree, his hair wild and unruly, he was looking up, mouth agape while he moaned, you could see his neck, red and blushing, you could only imagine how the rest of him had to be. His hands on your head were still freezing from when he was outside, the cold serving as an anchor keeping you in reality.

You kept humming as he fucked your mouth, whimpering every time he bottommed out and hit the back of your throat. You felt him twitch in your mouth, the taste of his precum already in your mouth, his moans became shorter and more breathy, he was close. His grip on your head tightened once more, he pushed his cock all the way in, then quickly pulled almost all the way out, you sucked him, knowing he was about to come. He smirked.

“Greedy little thing, aren’t you?” He murmured, his voice deep and thick with lust, his Irish accent somehow more noticeable than before. He continued to fuck your throat. “Wanna swallow, baby? Hm? We can’t make a mess yet, can we? I haven’t even finished playing with my toy.”

You moved your head ever so slightly, taking his dick as deep as you could, he smiled, humping your face a couple times before he came down your throat with a loud moan. Your nose was buried in his pubic bone as he emptied himself, his trimmed hairs brushing against your face before he finally pulled out, a string of saliva and cum still joining your lips with his shaft. He breathed, petting your hair lovingly with one hand while putting himself back in his pants with the other.

“You’re fuckin’ amazing, did you know that?” He said softly, a loving smile on his face. He kneeled down next to you, looking at the bows on your arms and legs that restrained your movements, then at the wrapping paper that covered your body. “I think I should finish opening my present, don’t you?” He teased, chuckling softly.

He ripped open the paper, throwing it away the second it wasn’t touching you anymore. His hands, still cold, moved to your chest, fondling and squeezing it, your nipples hardened almost immediately, letting him pinch and pull at them. You moaned and whimpered, your back arching towards him. His hands wandered lower on your body, untying the bows on your thighs and ankles, you raised your hands for him to untie as well, but instead he moved them to be behind his neck so that you would be holding onto him.

With that, he picked you up and carried you to the bedroom, making you squeal at the sudden movement. “Andy!” You giggled as he walked. “Put me down!”

“Absolutely not,” he smiled, “I haven’t finished with you yet.”

He laid you down on the bed, taking your arms by the bow that tied them together, moving them away from his head and towards the headboard, making another knot to tie them to it. You pulled at your restraints, and sure enough, they didn’t budge, making Andrew smile.

“You look so pretty when you’re tied up, did you know that?” He whispered, leaning in to kiss your jaw and neck.

You moaned softly at the kisses, your body moving instinctively towards his touch. He went lower, kissing down from your collarbone, along your chest and abdomen, and finishing by kissing your mound. Your legs parted for him, he settled between them, putting your thighs over his shoulder and holding them tight.

“I won’t go overboard tonight, I promise,” he smiled again, placing a quick kiss on your thigh. You nodded, knowing what was to come.

He dove into you like it was his first meal in weeks, lapping at your juices with fervour, he moaned at your taste, moving his head side to side while pushing forward to get closer to you, his nose rubbed against your clit as he moved his mouth lower, his tongue darting out to thrust inside your core. You pulled at your restraints again, soft whines from frustration and pleasure mixing together. Your hips moved involuntarily, increasing the friction between your clit and his nose, your climax quickly building up thanks to your existing arousal. Andrew’s hand moved around your thigh and towards your clit, playing with it while his tongue went in and out of you again and again. His beard scratched your thighs, you could feel his smile on your core and hear it in the moans loud enough to not be drowned and muffled in your body.

Your legs started to twitch slightly, the all familiar coil in your stomach threatening to snap. Your breathing became irregular, making you whimper softly, the sounds only encouraging him further, his fingers on your clit moving faster and faster until you finally reached your peak. Your hips buckled into his face as you moaned loudly, he drank every drop of your essence as your legs shook ever so slightly, your moans quickly turning into whines.

He pulled away slowly, kissing your inner thighs before finally untying your wrists. He massaged them softly, kissing both of them before speaking softly.

“All good, love?” He asked softly.

“Yeah,” you nodded.

He pulled you into a hug, laying down on the bed and letting you rest on his chest while he played with your hair.

“That was a wonderful gift, by the way.” He whispered into your hair.

“It’s just the first of many,” you smiled, your voice slightly hoarse from moaning. “Not all of them are like this one, though.”

He chuckled, his other hand squeezing you lovingly. “I didn’t expect them to be, don’t worry.” He kissed your hair. “Happy Christmas, my love.”

“Happy Christmas, darling.”

#hozier fanfiction #hozier #hozier fic #hozier smut #hozier x reader #mornfic #andrew hozier byrne #christmas #hozier rpf

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a-twistedheartslonging · 11 months ago

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please tell me what Jamil would be like in his non-human au, I need this information urgently

Jamil is pretty much some type of naga, takes a potion around every 10 days to give him legs so he can get around more easily.

Is venomous and can decide how much venom to inject depending on the circumstances. His venom is the kind that neutralizes movement.

Snake eyes, fangs, forked tongue, and has the most beautiful scales covering a lot of his body. Elegant black claws too.

He is very good at hunting people down and can use his tongue to pick up chemicals in the air, your scent is something he recognizes right away.

Can in fact swim and climb trees in his naga form. (and it looks cool)

Imagine someone pissed off Jamil and thought since he's in snake form, they could just climb up a tree and be fine but, no, he’s coming for their ass. How dare you make a freaking mess in the kitchen.

Is cold-blooded and very much enjoys sunbathing and using you as a personal heating pad.

Does not like being referred to as a snek, danger noodle, or nope rope.

Sometimes when in naga form you'll be able to catch him doing the snake periscoping thing when he needs to reach or look over something.

(We will be talking about his junk and snake mating facts below⬇️)

Similar to the eel twins he has a slit where his dick's comes out when aroused.

Male snakes typically flick their tongues more than usual to detect pheromones released by females, which indicate reproductive readiness. So, expect to see more of his tongue when he’s in the mood or trying to see if you are.

He will tease you about it when he senses that you are.

With regular male snakes, they entwine their bodies around their mate and once they start mating, they can stay locked together for up to a day. So, expect Jamil to want to take his time with you and not being able to move unless he wants you to.

Did you know snakes have two penisis? They only use one at a time and favor one over the other like how people are right or left-handed. Though in his more human form, he only has one.

They are big, and have ridges, he's positive you'll barely be able to take one let alone both, but he is perfectly fine with laying back and letting you try as much as you want.

Female snakes are actually bigger than males and this applies to his kind as well, though you won't notice that until you meet his family since he's on the rarer side.

As stated in previous posts, those of wealth and high status like to have rarer breeds working for and under them. He already hates being a servant but being used by Kalim's family to show off also adds to his resentment. Being human puts you at risk of a similar situation, so you better stick close to your boys if you don't want to get nabbed and sold off to some rich jerks.

#twst #twisted wonderland #twst x reader #suggestive #jamil viper #twst jamil #twisted wonderland jamil #nonhuman au #jamil x reader #ask #asks

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a-killer-obsession · 8 months ago

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PITCHING TENTS ⛺️

Kid Pirates x AFAB Reader Modern AU Campground Series

🔞 MINORS DNI 🔞

It wasn't something you'd ever admit to those who knew you, they all made the reasonable assumption that you went camping to spend time alone. At first, that had been the case, but you'd quickly come to learn that other single men your age were doing the same thing, and you found yourself loving the thrill of a romp with a stranger.

Masterlist || AO3 || Part One

PART 3/6 - GETTING WET (Kid + bonus Killer)

CW: sex with stranger, afab reader, semi-public sex, handjobs, shower sex, p in v sex, unsafe sex, blowjobs, oral, squirting, facials, kid is a bit shy, pool/spa sex, unsafe sex, anal fingering, rough sex, face fucking, degrading language, creampie

WC: ~4k

Taglist: @nocturnalrorobin @bbnbhm

You were feeling pretty damn good when you got up the next morning. You had four lovely prospects for fucking right next door, though you were more than happy if it turned out only Killer was down to fuck. The dreams you'd had about him and that fat cock of his were sensational, and with how wet you were when you woke you wouldn't be surprised if you'd cum in your sleep. An early riser by habit because of your office job, you decided to have a shower before thinking about food, still a little sticky from last night's unexpected kitchen romp. You weren't super surprised to see that of your neighbours, only Killer was awake, sitting in a folding camp chair with his feet up on another, a book in one hand and a cup of coffee in the other.

You flashed him a smile, and then you flashed him your tits. His grin grew wide and he quickly put down his coffee and book, stalking you to the showers. You weren't sure you'd seen any other females in the campgrounds other than Margie, so the bathrooms would no doubt be deserted, perfect. He scanned the grounds for a moment to check nobody was watching before following you in, shower already running and clothes already discarded. He pulled off his shirt as he approached, closing the cubicle door behind him and kicking off his shoes and pants before locking his mouth with yours. Your hand found his cock quickly, pumping it a few times before pulling away and turning to face the wall, arching your back and sticking out your ass so it was abundantly clear what you wanted. He was quick to shealth himself in you, fucking you hard till your legs were jelly and he had to hold you steady, practically using you like a cock sleeve. You fucking loved every second of it, and he got you cumming twice before you turned and knelt in front of him, eagerly blowing him, your mouth stretching and your eyes watering as he hit the back of your throat. He pulled out of your mouth with a pop, jerking himself off and cumming ropes of hot cum over your face and waiting tongue.

He spanked your ass as you stood back up and excused himself, but promised to bring you breakfast when you got out. You finished your shower in post coital bliss, your legs still wobbly. Dressed in a fresh set of clothes for the day, a summery dress with a deep neckline and a short skirt, you headed back to your tent with a skip in your step. He came over with two plates of bacon, scrambled eggs, and buttered toast, sitting in your ‘guest’ chair as he handed yours.

“Nice setup you have here,” he noted.

“Yeah, took a few years to get it the way I like,” you hummed, taking a forkful of delicious eggs, “you should see the bed. Most important part.”

“I'd love to later,” he grinned. “So this is your thing then? You come to camp and fuck random dudes?”

“Yup, pretty much,” you smiled coyly. “Annual tradition”

“Admirable, really,” he replied. “I love a woman who knows what she wants.”

“What I want is a taste of your friends as well,” you smiled, “think they're game?”

“For you? Absolutely,” he laughed, “They should just count themselves lucky that I'm fine with sharing, or I'd have you locked away in that tent for the next few days”

“Baby I'd suck you dry,” you replied smugly.

“Oh I fully believe that,” he grinned. “How long you here for?”

“Few more days,” you told him, “but don't tell your friends I'm trying to fuck them, I like the hunt”

“Well, if you're unsuccessful you know where to find me,” he said as he stood and took your empty plate.

“Oh I'm sure I will anyway,” you winked, “catch you later, I'm gonna go binge watch some trashy tv shows”

“Sounds like fun,” he smiled as he headed to the kitchen to wash up, “later.”

After a decent few hours of watching some trashy tv drama on your laptop, you fixed yourself a quick lunch, read a little of your book, and decided to hit up the pool. Your neighbours were currently not in, you'd heard their ute starting up an hour or so ago, no doubt headed to town. Slipping on one of the several bikinis you'd brought with you, you grabbed a towel and your slip on sandals and headed to the pool. You were surprised when you got there to see a puff of red hair from someone at the deep end of the pool resting against the side, his back to you. You deposited your shoes and towel in a cubby and slipped into the water, heading for the opposite side of the deep end. The pool wasn't a massive complex, just one decently sized pool with a shallow end where the water came up to your waist, and a deep end where you couldn't reach the floor. The deep end was covered in a large fabric cover for shade, and there was also a smaller, very shallow, covered pool for little ones, currently very much abandoned. Both pools were filled with naturally heated water that gave off a slight sulphur smell.

You mirrored the redhead and leaned against the titled edge of the pool. The cool tile was a nice contrast to the warm water, which you knew from the advertising for this place was enriched with minerals due to the source of the heated water. It was supposed to be healing, though you weren't sure how true that was. The hot water did feel soothing on the muscles though.

“Thought you all went to town,” you said loud enough for the redhead to hear, which wasn't difficult due to the pool pumps being the only sound other than the birds in the surrounding forest. It was one of the reasons you loved this camp, the pool complex was right at the edge of the grounds, untouched native forest visible on just the other side of the chain link fence, and you often saw birds you would never dream of seeing in the city.

“Stump was hurtin’” he mumbled back, waving what was left of his left arm in example, “Killer said the water here is supposed to be healing or some shit”

“Yeah, it's supposed to have minerals or something in the water, cos of the geothermal source,” you explained, “I don't know if it's just a tourist trap thing or something but the warm water is certainly nice on sore bodies”

“Mmm,” he replied, closing his eyes and resting his head back against the cold tile. “What's your name?”

“[Y/N], you?”

“Kid”

“Nice to meet you, Kid,” you smiled. You turned over and let the back of your head rest against the metal rail that circled the pool just under the water level, letting the rest of your body float weightlessly. Your eyes were closed as you let yourself softly bob in the water for a while. When you opened them the redhead was staring, a small blush creeping over his face as he realised you'd caught him and he quickly looked away. “You don't have to be shy you know, I don't mind you looking. You can even touch if you want,” you purred at him.

His face went through a million different expressions, looking between you and the gate to the pool complex. You wondered whether he was checking if he was going to get in trouble, or whether he was considering fleeing. You took it upon yourself to give him some encouragement, swimming over to him lazily.

“Would you like to touch me, Kid?” You asked, voice laced with honey. It worked like a siren song, and he pinned you between his body and the side of the pool, running his hand up your exposed belly till his fingers ran under the edge of your bikini top and his hand groped your breast. “There you are, no need to be shy, I don't bite, unless you want me to”

You ran a hand down his chest, you could feel the solid muscle under the soft outer layer, and you traced a long scar that ran down from left armpit to his abdomen. “These scars are sexy,” you hummed, before sliding your hand over the front of his swimming shorts. They were severely tented, you could feel his large cock straining against the fabric, and he made a little groan as you stroked him through it. Curious to see how he compared to his friend, you tugged on the waistband of his shorts till his cock sprung free. It was a little shorter than Killer's, but fuck did it have a girth that was going to split you wide open.

“Fuck,” you whispered under your breath as you struggled to wrap a hand around it, pumping it a few times, “look at you, how's that gonna fit in me?”

He grinned, beaming with pride, his hand slipping under your own waistband. You lifted a leg so he could feel the slick between your legs, and you let out a small moan as he pushed a thick finger inside you.

“Don't get greedy girlie,” he growled, “I ain't fucking you out in the open in the middle of the fuckin’ day”

“No? Not one for a little public indecency?” You tutted, “that fat cock of yours is making me ache though, what if I find us somewhere more private?”

“What did you have in mind?” You bucked a little as he slid in a second finger. God, even his fingers were girthy.

“Give me five minutes,” you whispered in his ear before tugging on the lobe with your teeth. He made a little growl but removed his fingers from you. The emptiness disappointed you but it would be all worth it for that monster he was holding back on. “Come with me”

You held his hand and led him out of the pool, letting go to grab your stuff from the cubby. Tucked back into his pants, not that it made his erection any less obvious, he grabbed his own shit and followed you out the opposite gate from where he had entered. The small complex was fenced off and had two gates: one that connected to the camp grounds, and one that connected to a secluded back path, actually paved as opposed to the gravel that was everywhere else, and leading to the office/shop building. This was the entry that visitors just here for the pool used, but there was also another facility along this path. Stopping at a gate next to a tall fence, you instructed him to wait there a few minutes and you continued down the path.

The shop was of course unmanned, so you rang the little bell on the counter and Margie came hobbling out.

“[Y/N]! I see you've been having a swim,” she smiled, “what can I do for you?”

“Well Marg my dear,” you replied with your sweetest tone, “I was just enjoying the warm water and was thinking about how much some even hotter water would feel great on my aching muscles. You know how camping beds can be. I left my wallet back at the tent though, is there any chance I could rent a spa and pay for it when I come grab ice later?”

“Of course sweetheart,” she grabbed a key from a back wall, a thick white tag with a number on it hanging from the keyring. “We ain't expecting any other rentals today, stay however long you like, I'll just charge you for what you use”

“You're an absolutely angel, Marg,” you grinned back, grabbing the key and flashing her a grateful smile before heading back down the path.

Kid was patiently waiting for you, shuffling on his feet, his hand itching to palm himself but preoccupied holding his shit. Absolute worst time to only have one arm. You jiggled the key at him happily and led him inside the tall gate he'd been waiting next to.

“What's the key for?” He asked curiously.

“You'll see,” you winked. Inside the tall fence was a series of five large, round, concrete huts with conical tiled roofs. You unlocked the door to the one that matched the number on the key tag and held the door open for Kid, who followed you in with a suspicious gaze. Inside the room was a large private spa, heated with the same nearby geothermal activity, but not watered down with cold water like the main pools. Well, not as much anyway. The source water actually ran unhindered in a small stream through part of the camp, with the world's least practical fence (aka a single wire with an occasional post) and dotted signs that warned you would absolutely be boiled alive if you fell in. It wasn't a fancy spa, since it didn't require electronic heating like most did. Instead it was a large raised tub, mostly cement with decorative tiles, set in a wooden platform that took up the back half of the round room, with buttons to activate jet pumps and a tap for adding cool water if you so required to adjust to your comfort. The water was cycled continuously to keep the tubs hot, and since there was no need for power to heat them they were kept hot 24/7, the small pump being the only electronic, and also the only sound in the small echoed room. Next to the door was a small wooden bench, where you dumped your things, as well as your bikini. Kid watched you with a blush as you shamelessly peeled it off and slid into the spa, letting out a satisfied moan at the hot water and sliding over to the edge to hit the jet button. Nudity was frowned upon in these private rooms, and sex was very much even more discouraged, but in the small soundproof room behind a locked door, who was going to stop you? Certainly not Margie. Hopefully not Kid.

The water sprang to life, bubbling around you from the jets, and you sat yourself on the built in bench with a jet massaging the small of your back. Kid dumped his stuff next to yours and checked the door was locked, awkwardly standing near the bench and palming himself through his shorts at the sight of your tits jiggling in the water.

“Care to join me?” You smiled.

Finally he let his shorts drop to the floor, and he lifted himself with his one hand to sit on the wood that surrounded the spa, swivelling on his ass to put his legs in. Before he could slide in entirely you swam over, placing a hand on his wide thigh to still him as your other wrapped around the base of his hard dick.

“Allow me,” you smirked, running your tongue up the underside of his cock. He tasted of chlorine from the pool but you paid it no mind, he'd be tasting of saliva and precum in no time. He groaned and fisted his hand in your hair as you ran your tongue over the head of his cock, before sucking it into your mouth and hollowing your cheeks. You knew you could take his length, but his girth was another thing, and your lips were stretched to their limit as you swallowed him into your throat. He let out a deep groan as your nose met his curly red pubes, his hand holding you in place till you tapped his thigh and he let you go to breathe. You ran your tongue up the underside again before your started bobbing your head on his cock, blowing him with practised skill as he let out a string of curses and grunts.

In the mood to get rough, you put your hand against his and encourage him to push, to control the movement of your head. He eagerly took your suggestion and held your hair tight, pulling your head back and forth and making small thrusts to match, making his cock touch the back of your throat as he fucked your face. One of your hands gripped his thigh hard and the other reached between your legs, rubbing your clit furiously and fingering yourself as you enjoyed being used by a stranger.

“Ohh fuck yes,” Kid groaned, “I'm gonna cum right down that tight little slut throat of yours, take it you fucking whore”

You whined with his cock deep in your mouth, the vibrations putting him over the edge. Thick salty cum coated your throat as he let out a roar that sent tingles down your spine. He pulled his cock out with a pop and you gave him a half lidded grin as he pulled your hair, pressing his hungry lips to yours in a bruising kiss and tasting his own cum on your tongue as he rubbed his against it.

“Let me return the favour,” he smiled, sliding into the water and guiding you to take his place on the edge. You spread your legs wide for him the same way you had last night for Killer, you feet planted flat either side of you on the wooden boards, though it was easier here with the curved edge of the tub meaning your feet didn't have to be as far back.

“Fucking beautiful,” he mumbled to himself before diving between you legs and running a wide stripe with his tongue between your folds. You shuddered at the contact, already sensitive from touching yourself, and he eagerly sucked at your clit and rolled his tongue against it as he slid two fingers inside you, pumping you hard and fast. Your moans were loud and throaty as he ate you out and finger fucked you, and your hand fisted his soft red hair eagerly. He added a third finger and made come hither motions, zeroing in on your g-spot and driving you wild.

“Ohhhhhh fuck,” you growled in a deeper tone than normal, your voice shakey with the quickly building pleasure, “just like that, fuck, you're gonna make me squirt”

He looked up at you with sharp amber coloured eyes and grinned against your pussy, the hungry look in his eyes putting you over the edge as you screamed and pulled his hair hard, coming with a wild gush that splashed against his chin and hand, dripping into the spa water. You shook hard as he worked you through it, a delirious smile on your face as your head lolled back. When your pussy stopped clamping around him he removed his fingers, making one more wide lick up your centre before he knelt on the built in bench to hover over you. You wrapped your arms around his shoulder and your legs around his waist and kissed him eagerly, tasting yourself on him. Wrapping his arm under your ass, he pulled you into the water, seating you in his lap on the opposite side of the small pool.

His cock was hard again underneath you and you eagerly rubbed yourself against it before giving in, reaching down and lining yourself up with him. The stretch was insane as you lowered yourself onto him, your head buried in his shoulder, you swore you could cum again from the stretch alone.

“There's a good little slut,” Kid purred as you started to bounce yourself on his cock, his hand teasing and pinching your nipple, “taking my fat cock like a champ, good fucking slut”

“Fuck your big dick feels so good inside me,” you moaned, “so fucking big, fuck~”

Your legs were jelly at this point and he could feel how shakey you were, so he flipped the two of you so you were underneath him and pulled out.

“Bend over for me sweetheart,” he asked, lining himself back up immediately and starting a deep but languid pace. His heavy member pressed against your g-spot, rutting against it with every thrust, making you whine and claw at the wooden boards. His hand squeezed at your ass cheek before rubbing a thumb over your asshole, waiting for you to protest. When you didn't he sunk his thumb into the first knuckle, and you let out a deep moan that made him grin.

His pace increased as his thumb went deeper, pumping your asshole slowly as you loosened around him, till his thumb could match the pace of his cock. You were a mewling mess underneath him with both your holes being filled, cursing that you didn't have any lube on you for him to go the whole way and fuck your ass. You'd done anal before, but never with a stranger, and the mere suggestion had you cumming again, clamping down on him.

“Oh fuck bitch, you're so fucking tight,” he groaned, “can I cum in you?”

“Yess, fuck, fill me up,” you whined. Was it a mistake not using a condom? Probably. But you had your birth control so one or two creampies wouldn't hurt, right?

As soon as you granted permission he was unloading inside you, gripping your hip hard as he made a few more thrusts inside you before letting out a satisfied groan and resting his head against your back. He caught his breath for a few moments and pulled out, pulling you back into the water with him to sit in his lap. You turned yourself sideways to sit across him, happily letting him suck on your neck while your own breathing settled. His arm stayed around your waist to keep you in place and you very nearly fell asleep from the combination of hot water and satisfying orgasms.

“You're a lot more confident that you make out to be,” you noted.

“Yeah, well, I used to be like that all the time,” he said, a tint of sadness in his voice. “Before, you know,” he lifted the stump that remained of his arm and sighed.

“Did it all happen at the same time?” You asked curiously, “the arm and the scars? You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to, I'm just curious”

“Yeah, motorsport accident,” he explained, “used to race formula one cars. Was pretty fucking good too till a dodgy wheel burst mid race and sent me spiralling. Doctors said I'm lucky to be alive, but as you can imagine, my confidence isn't where it used to be”

“That's understandable,” you replied, nestling your head into the crook of his neck in a comforting embrace, “I imagine it was a big change for you, I can't imagine losing a limb is easy either. For the record though, I think its sexy. You look like a bad boy who gets in a lot of fights”

Kid snorted and grinned, amused. “To be fair, I do get in a lot of fights”

“Aha!” You exclaimed, “So you are a bad boy! I'm sure the girls must be all over you back home”

“Used to be, not so much these days,” he sighed.

“Maybe you just gotta fake it till you make it,” you suggested, “give em the confidence you gave me in here and they'll be drooling and dropping panties for that fat dick in no time”

Kid laughed and squeezed you closer. “You're a weird chick, I like it”

“Why thank you sir,” you replied, “I'll remember that kind compliment when your cum is dripping out of me next time I stand up. Which should probably be soon, I'm going wrinkly, and Margie is charging me for whatever time I use”

“Let me know what you owe her, I'll cover it,” he replied, helping you off his lap. You climbed over the edge of the tub and stretched your arms out.

“Nah don't worry about it,” you smiled as you stood and grabbed your towel to dry off, “it was money well spent, and it was my idea anyway”

“Alright, but I owe you a beer,” he huffed as he started drying himself off. Even flaccid, his cock was impressive.

“Killer already invited me for drinks some time so I'll definitely take you up on that,” you smiled.

“Aye, when did you talk to Kil?” He asked, sliding his shorts back on.

“After he fucked me in the kitchen last night,” you winked, and his brows, or rather the space where they would be, shot up in surprise, “and in the shower this morning”

“That fucking dog,” he laughed, “so you're just tryna to fuck all of us then? Is that it?”

“You betcha,” you smiled as you finished redressing, “but don't tell the one with the tattoos or the tall one, I like the fun of luring them in”

“You're certainly fucking effective, goddamn siren,” he smirked, “not even twenty four hours and you've fucked half of us. I'm impressed, honestly. Their names are Heat and Wire by the way, Wire is the tall one”

“Oh, thanks!” You smiled, making sure to turn off the jets and check you hadn't forgotten anything before locking up. You paused outside the tall gate. “I gotta go return the key, I'll catch you later. You boys drinking tonight?”

“No doubt, the others went to town mostly to get more booze and weed,” he replied.

“Great, count me in then,” you started walking towards the store, “see ya later!”

He gave you a small peace sign in reply and headed the other way back to camp.

[NEXT PART]

#one piece fanfiction #one piece smut #killer one piece #killer x reader #massacre soldier killer #heat one piece #heat x reader #kid pirates #eustass kid #kid one piece #kid x reader #eustass kid x reader #kid pirates x reader #wire one piece #wire x reader

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pitstoptaken · 1 year ago

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Thinking about another racer!Charles and wag!Carlos 💭

(Part 1 here) 📩

People being nosy and find out *something*— it’s probably Lando who matched them because Carlos was seen in London and Monaco with Lando.

“Is he a sponsor person or something?” “Yeah sponsoring Leclerc with HIS OWN MONEY” “so is this spaniard a sugar daddy?”

‘WHO IS CARLOS SAINZ AND WHY IS HE LINKED TO CHARLES LECLERC’ podcast by famous F1 podcasters

A major [?] aka question mark because why would Carlos, not really someone in Ferrari has to use the sweatshirt and accompanying Charles while matching the colour of his shirt? And why would Carlos rushing himself out so he won’t get papped le captured by people? Gay ass

Literally Carlos Sainz (in cursive) being captured in the garage while watching his driver boyfriend and being so secretive but can’t contain his face expression when Charles got fucked by Ferrari (Charles is supposed to be fucked by him only)

From no one to guess to ‘Person of Charles Leclerc’ when F1 cameraman shoot Carlos and it got streamed literally everywhere ‼️

‘Mais il trop beau, Charles a tellement de chance’ (Carlos is so handsome, Charles is so lucky)

Rumour has it because not even Joris is treated this way by F1

Carlos would be 100% Charles update account on his schedule because boy… the Monégasque is bringing him everywhere he at 🙃

‘Charles on Carlos Sainz’ instagram story’ ‘fork found in the kitchen’

‘Why’s Carlos with Charles every time??’ His job is Charles Leclerc.

He is #1 topic whenever Charles is busy at an event. People has been asking whether it’s a professional matter (Carlos as Charles manager) or they just boyfriends

Shady (gay) ass matching instagram posts… not even a PR team is keen to manage them

Charles is actually the one who always post before Carlos, indicating they were together

Carlos who isn’t really active, always post not in the way Charles organise his posts so it’s just premium photo dump when it’s a highly photographed pictures of him and Charles

They never mention each other on social media; just letting people getting their puzzle pieces clicked and giggles

(You can send headcanons in my inbox 📩📨)

#racer&wag!charlos #charlos #f1 rpf #c2

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haloslips · 22 days ago

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6 and 7 about trevor!

6. What's something you have in common with this character?

with rpf goggles trevor and i have SO much in common tbh. we are both your whimsical idiot boyfriend in spirit, i think! also, a lot of the time when people tag random text posts as tz i'll read them and think 'oh me!' and then see the trevor tag and be like well. fork found in kitchen! we can both be kind of like, deceptively ostentatious i think. specifically thinking about his big orange bronco and my sparkling green scion xb (may she rest in peace). both of us driving around in our funky ass cars

7. What's something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you like?

ooo hmm, i feel like he's far enough removed from fandom now that jd got traded and the sharks have rookies that i'm not sure what anyone other than my friends is doing with him LMAO but i LOVE when people make him have a crush on quinn hughes. u know he's got a thing for his best friend's older brother!!

thank youuu <3

character asks

#hopetorun #trevor z

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This is so unrelated, but there's this discussion right now on tik tok about when fandom spaces became so mean, and someone mentioned that it's because people come into fandom spaces with "weird kids" and get surprised by them doing "weird kid things" and essentially lack fandom etiquette. Anyways that reminded me of that person that came in your asks screaming abt how you're disgusting for writing smutty fanfics😭 like bro this is an anime fandom that's just what goes on here and in fandoms in general. The fact that they got all heated abt this on TUMBLR of all places just made it even more unserious. Like fork found it kitchen man.

I saw that post too, and I completely agree with fandom spaces being so mean in the past few years.

honestly, I feel like A) younger people are just extremely rude in general, and B) many fandom spaces that were once seen as niche are now more popular, especially anime and fanfic.

the majority of time when I see someone being an ass, or when I get a rude comment, it's from a kid. like dude I know kids are mean but I swear it wasn't this bad when I was that age, but now all I see is children leaving the nastiest hate comments. also there's a lot more younger people in spaces made for adults (like anime and fanfic), especially after covid because they had nothing to do so they spent all their time on the internet. parents don't care about their kids internet usage so they just run rampant. the amount of children I've seen commenting on nsfw content these days is alarming

it's definitely not just younger people, and there's always going to be assholes. like I wouldn't say fandom has always been accepting it's just like... a new kind of asshole you know... like now people are so quick to make fun because someone is doing what they think is unacceptable. it isn't enough now to just say "yeah this sucks". I'm not a dark content writer but the comments ppl leave on that now are insufferable. it's also so easy to get bullied for being "cringe", it's acceptable now to just record people who are in public minding their own business and post it because you think they're weird... yeah I just can't

#tiktok especially is disgusting #the things people say on there are appalling #they literally have no shame lmao #it's funny because I remember tumblr being known for toxicity back in the day #and now it's one of the only spaces where I feel you can actually be yourself #thank you for giving me the opportunity to rant anon....#ask mags

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barebevil · 2 months ago

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This post is about vi arcane, sexual dynamics, and vindication

"I see a version of her that prefers to be the one in control, given, everything about her life" said I to a friend in the week prior to s2 act3 airing, "and as we've seen, vi WANTS, she wants badly, but she holds back holds back holds back until she is given permission to Go For It." I say this because bottom vi had a lot of traction on my timeline. And maybe I made my own algo bed but it just never sat right with me. On account of how its a piss poor reading of the character. To me:) And now, I have been vindicated.

Apropos "...Vi now being more dominant and assertive, finally giving herself permission to feel pleasure and attraction..." quoth Amanda Overton; I have been taking it so personally when people insisted that Vi would take a passive or submissive role during sex. Vi? of arcane? Did you watch the show? It would simply have been at odds with everything previously established about her character! Vi tops, i have been saying to anyone who would listen, so you can imagine how smug and annoying i was when vi went and topped her girl in the show. ("Fork found in kitchen" said my beloved on this matter. "The reverse equivalent of 'what do you think he's gonna do? top you?'")

I feel like it's an aspect that a lot of people just Completely forget about; they equate vulnerability with submissiveness or bottoming or both, when in an emotional sense, this is only really true in the cases where that is the desire. Being assertive, dominant, the Giver, the Doer, the Taker, etc etc, depending, can be Just as vulnerable, if That is the desire. Especially if it is in a context where that is discouraged or stigmatized. Which it especially for women very often is. A lot of people talk as if the only way to be truly vulnerable during sex is to be penetrated, or manhandled, or slapped in the face, in some way opened, softened, humiliated. The flip side is the person who wants to penetrate, to manhandle, to open, to soften, to make humble - who necessarily needs to exist for this dynamic to even make sense! What requires vulnerability to this person is to let themselves have it, take it, claim it, etc. This might be the point at which you want to say "But Maia, it's not that deep" to which my response is simply: It is to me.

"The strong is only truly vulnerable when she relinquishes her strength" is such a half-assed, undercooked analysis. What I want to talk about is "the strong is truly vulnerable when she allows herself to stop holding back." It's so much more true to the text, and so much more exciting to watch, Knowing that this character is finally acting on her desires! That is where the release of tension lies: she is finally getting what she wants. Caitlyn is a character who when she closes herself off becomes controlling and assertive so it would make a lot of sense to her character that her brand of vulnerability would involve shedding that and letting herself Receive. Vi is a character who in moments of uncertainty, or when she is under pressure, Holds Back and Pushes away, so to her it would take trust and vulnerability to Pull Close and Take What She Wants. And that makes Two, as in how many it takes to Tango.

Maybe subs and bottoms are over-represented in online fandom spaces, and be that as it may, it takes a certain open-mindedness and effort towards understanding to trust that the top, the dom, the touch-me-not, the sadist, so forth, Means it when they say what they like and want. It's not unsual to assume that other people want the same thing that you want, and if you want to be topped or touched or dommed or fucked into oblivion, then it might be confusing to you that somebody wants, essentially, the opposite of that. But if consider your own impulses and desires for one second, you will realize that in order for those desires to be met in a way that is satisfying to all parties, you Need this person. You need the top! You need to trust that the top wants to top you, or rather, in this case; that they want to top your favorite character. It takes trust and vulnerability to act on those desires, there needs to be made room for that vulnerability. The bottom or the sub is not the only person giving something of themselves. See above, with regards to tango, and how many people it takes.

And Yes! It is True that not all butches are tops! But you are not doing revolutionary sexual activism by saying that this character would betray the essence of who they are in a sexual context. At best it's lazy and at worst it's straight up misogyny. Please stop assuming that the powerful woman secretly fantasizes about being dominated. It's a tired trope. Vi at her most open, most vulnerable, most honest, is assertive and dominant, and only when she feels safe to do so will she act on those desires. We saw it with every close call and almost-kiss in seasons 1 and 2 both, and then the actual first kiss; Vi clearly wanting to close the gap but holding herself back to let Caitlyn decide how far to take it, and when they finally do kiss, it's Caitlyn who leans in all the way and only Then does Vi allow herself to take what she wants: to kiss her, kiss her more, wrap her arms around her and pull her close. Extrapolate and you got yourself a recipe for a beautiful hot satisfying sexual dynamic. As we then see in the famous ep8 of s2. Reader, I punched the air in victory.

#I read the full interview with Amanda Overton and then talked to my gf about it and now here we are #the conversation about the fluidity of desire and the possible future in which they switch can get its own post #arcane #long post

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breitzbachbea · 1 year ago

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@fvriva Copying this out so I can do more stuff -

But yes! One of Charlie's many exes, only two of whom have ever received a name, is a guy called JJ! His full name is Jacob Johnson and I once posted some old pictures I had of him here .

They used to date when Charlie was pretty young and just out of school and were part of a bigger gaggle of gay guys. Guys who were just experimenting and finding themselves ... and who thought it'd be funny as fuck and their good right to fancy Charlie's father substitute Paddy. Charlie didn't find that shit funny at all, but kids can be so cruel. (I also bet like some were like "Ohhh, he's from the North and he's kinda badass, do you think he's an ex-Provo?" because these boys are pulling a Michelle from Derry Girls. And saying "He's a Prod from Derry" has zero effect, because then it's "Oh my god, that means he doesn't got all that repression! I bet he's a real Casanova!" at which point Charlie was ready to either eat the Abrakebabra tray himself or shove it down someone else's throat.)

However, Charlie's boyfriend JJ never participated in that tomfoolery. Because he was a clever young man, who knew if he kept it to himself, he could date Charlie, partially to get closer to that hunk of man. Enjoyed it very much whenever he was with Charlie and Co. and Paddy was around.

However, JJ overall didn't feel like Ireland was a great place to live and wanted more opportunities, so like many young Irishman, he went away to America. And before he left, he did the kind thing of breaking up with Charlie ... and also the not so kind thing of telling him the truth in regards to Paddy. Rough breakup.

JJ gets to America, things don't really turn out as they are ought to be and America has more or less just the same problems he wanted to escape, be it in a different costume. Poor JJ falls in with the Mob to get by and after seven or eight years, he is like "Hey. I am not gonna snitch on you, I am not gonna cause trouble, but I just wanna go home. Could you arrange something for me?"

And his boss, a young man called Alfred Jones, is like "Hmm, sure! I think I know someone you could work for, someone to keep eyes on you and who takes care for you in Dublin! Harry O'Connel's the name!"

And JJ does think. Hey, that's the name of Charlie's childhood friend. Even the surname is spelled that weird way ... But he shrugs it off, because maybe someone just left an L off the end and there have to be plenty of Harry O'Connell's in Ireland.

And Harry thinks the same when Al talks to him about an Irish guy called Jacob Johnson, like yeah yeah sure. Fork found in kitchen situation.

And then JJ arrives back in Dublin, goes to the office after some preliminary meetings with other subordinates or so, walks into Harry's office ... and Harry's face is not one that you forget. Not much has changed since puberty is through. And thusly Harry also learns that he has hired Charlie's ex as a new subordinate.

So poor JJ, comes home from his failed American Dream, learns that his ex's childhood friend is a mobster and THEN learns that the same holds true for said ex and has always been the case for the middle-aged guy he fancied.

JJ has learnt a lot about himself since he went away, especially about his priorities in life, so he now also realizes that Paddy was just some embarassing Teenage infatuation and nothing genuine at all. Not to mention that he may have a soft spot for Charlie still, but no old spark that is still alive. Charlie does make a bit of an ass of himself for wishing it was the case and being thoroughly disappointed when he gets mercilessly roasted by JJ and not even a little bit fancied. Sir, you are getting steady now, you don't NEED your ex-boyfriend for approval.

That's Jacob Johnson! Poor lad, deserved better :/

#another one from the friend group is Shane Gray who later came out as bi and has a girlfriend these days #his ma is called Daisy and had a fling with Paddy when he was a young rake always looking for the ride. Broke her bed!#She still teased him for it a decade later and they did have another fling while Shane also fancied him. Oh well!#also Charlie's other named Ex also has an America connection. Two nickels!#beablabbers #storie nostre #charlie #jj #harry #paddy #al #also by the time Charlie had that friendgroup he DID know that Paddy was a mobster ...#and he wouldn't have told them anyways bc that is between him and harry but fucking damn wouldn't it have not deterred them #if anything. if the prospects of an ex-rebel already gave them the horn then mobster is on the cards as well #i bet there were some fuckers in here where he could have been a goddamn Loyalist and they would have found it hot #chesca

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idk it’s kinda funny to me when I see someone make a post like “lmao which ship are you defending with a whole-ass essay” and then getting upset when people defend their ship in the tags. like. fork found in kitchen lol

#also kinda amusing (if not annoying) how the silbek antis cling to that one line as if it’s not worded in a way that leaves room for nuance #& personal interpretation lmao #‘were you raised like siblings?’ ‘I guess you could say that’ that doesn’t fucking mean yes. It’s a nuanced statement ffs #it means that there’s more complexity #also did we fucking forget about the fact that queer people (especially those under the effects of heteronormativity) describe romantic-#-feelings for their same-gender friends as familial because we know it’s not platonic but we don’t have a frame of reference?#if you can’t tell I’m tired of people insisting two characters are siblings (even when they’re not stated to have a sibling relationship)-#-and then insisting that we’re weird for shipping these two who are canonically friends (not familial)

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they are also putting a lot of trust in all the social media people who totally have access to their instagram accounts to not just open their messages. oopsies let's pretend i didn't just open that plothole until i decide if i want to actually do something with it have someone hack one of their accounts and post all of the messages and me and you can sit and drink tea and coffee and watch everyone losing it, THEY'LL TALK ABOUT IT EVENTUALLY! WHEN!!! I fear Ferrari winning irl is more achievable than them sitting down and talking, Things. i'm doing Things. don't worry about it mum pick me up im scared, but it did remind me i should include the drivers' dinner speaking of including things will you include the gala? I was watching it today and kept thinking about the embarrassing stuff they both could do, also btw you talking about word count made me curious about who has the most word counts in nicojack fics and surprise surprise it’s you 🥳; and just shy of having the first spot in any fic that has jack as a character-10,889 exactly-; and the most words ever in Hockey RPF is 480,949 so do it for the shits and giggles, but i do think jack's character here in this fic is more of a home is people person than a home is a place person. This is the worst and best type because if you don’t find those people you will always feel like you are walking on the wrong leg, TELL ME ABOUT IT I think I mentioned I live alone and the closest person to me is my brother and his wife and even then they are like 5 hours away on a train and the rest of my family are scattered across the globe so there those days where I just regret living so far away, like fun fact you'll see it in ch4 but i wrote this thing where it was clear that Someone was lying to jack about something bc only one of the things he was being told could possibly be true, but i didn't actually decide which of them was lying and Why they were lying until like midway through writing monaco lmao it is just like that sometimes. Yeah I had a whole breakdown about it and thinking back I may have overreacted a bit oops but HOW CAN YOU TEASE THAT THERE IS A REASON TELL ME NOWWWWWWW, it's late and i'm exhausted and i'm rambling forgive me but i will keep going soz please ramble I love rambling I love talking-im actually the shyest person if I wasn’t around people I feel comfortable-, jack having a praise kink fork found in the kitchen, he will wilt without it I just had the most absurd image of jack being a plant and nico going to him be like you are doing great growing those flowers and im crying laughing rn, zak brown hires twinks and i will keep saying that. He fucking does every time im like he can’t find another twink he goes and find one, PLEASE THE LOGAN HELMUT HATE FUCKING PISSED ME OFF; like if we can let other drivers have their fucking flags and have some controversial designs we can absolutely be ok with a helmet having an American flag, no because going to be honest I usually hate the patriotic Americans because they have always rubbed me the wrong way but I remember texting my f1 friends be like fuck yeah let’s go America I love him and have adopted him, as a non American like his accent can’t be that present still??? I wish it was me because my accent is a mess even in writing I will mix minimum seven different ways pf spelling stuff, one of the only things in my sketchy ass outline is that jack crashes in miami. i was planning that All Along. for the narratives. hehe I hate you.

hello anon i hope you're feeling better!! I AM!!! Thank you for asking and oops sorry for the late answer, OMG CONGRATS ON FINISHING YOUR FINALS🥳🥳 I have always hated that period of finals that im always thankful it’s in the past now-not really I have stupidly decided that I actually want to have a diploma in another major when I have graduated not that long ago-, he's allowed to contradict himself. as he said himself, nothing that he said was untrue! Humans contradict themselves every day and his actually make sense so it was a good thing you left it; it made him feel more human rather than a written character, the quinn-jack relationship is a wee bit complicated i guess? Oh yeah I have Thoughts especially during that phone call they made me miss my own siblings and called them was like hi your youngest sibling miss you and every single one without a fail asked me if I need money-I work and have a stable income- but I mean they asked what was I going to say noo older siblings I don’t need money? I said yeah the joys of being the youngest, Jack Can You Please Have Some Self-Confidence train how does a person get on this train? Because I need three tickets for me and bestie lex and boyfriend nico, STOP TEASING MONACO!! You’re the most Evil person and I hate you for teasing stuff, have i already posted the scene where jack essentially says the same thing? about how they all have to be insane to drive race cars? Yeah I do remember that scene but I tgink it actually happened twice? One where he was telling quinn that of they weren’t insane no one would drive the cars and the other unfortunately I have no idea when it happened but I think it was when jack threw the condom or when he was getting choked but don’t quote me on that, PLEASE MIAMI IS ALWAYS A MESS and it was 23 when max was 9 and kmag of everyone was third or fourth, honestly indy drivers go to the media and tell that they want to puck a driver every other race; but it was hilarious seeing everyone kinda lose it like get it boys I love for the drama, the fuck you scene-Yes I will be calling it that- is genuinely something I reread at least once every other day it’s SO SO well written like no words are enough to make you understand how much I love that scene-English is failing me as it does every time I want to complement someone making me look like a stupid person who doesn’t know shit I hate this-, honestly I know I nag about this but the not talking adds a more layer to all of their mess and I like it, omg could you even imagine nico sitting jack down and being like hey you can say a safe word jack would get up and fucking crash them both next race and then telling the media this is me telling everyone that I HATE hischier.

Okay I love you now once again my anger has lessened but stop teasing Monaco and make them get together and every important conversation happens in a hallway and I will never hate you.

i'm gonna do a red white and royal blue on them and leak all of their emails. jk. i have no concrete plans about that plothole even now so we're just going to keep not touching it

uhhh my answer remains to be Eventually. and i have no recollection of precisely what the "things" i was doing when i wrote that answer were but i am still doing Things i know that much! maybe they are the same Things. who knows, it's only the inside of my own head. i have not yet decided about the gala... i know in basics how i want the fic to end but not exactly When. i mean i have some time to figure it out before i get there lmao but the gala is something i will add to my thoughts rotation. my beautiful stupid idiot word count omg this fic is infinite but it's okay i love it so i can forgive the nonsense. if the chapter count ever changes before it's done will you all pretend it didn't pretty please

yeah that vagueing was absolutely about the "did luke actually tell nico he wanted to apologize to jack or not" thing. the answer to who was lying is in a monaco scene i've already written... it hit me like a brick when i started writing monaco like OH yeah that should be why it happens like that. when i made it apparent that Someone was lying i had no idea who it was going to be. but i figured it out! the plot thickens. and thickens and thickens and thickens and thickens

mclaren twink party. shoutout uh. lundgaard. i could talk about logan sargeant probably forever?? he was my guy. with all one of his formula 1 points. logan i miss you </3 i still want him in an indycar seat one of these days but who knows what he will do with his life i will just be over here. with all the sargeant-branded merch i already own. and arguably the 3 american races have more outline than any of the other races oops! that and like. the last few. the end of the fic has always been clearer to me than any of the middle, and we are going to be in my un-outlined middle for a while. no plans all vibes. best way to write a fanfiction trust me i would know

thank you thank you finals week finals weeked and then i was working and doing a bunch of nothing now i'm like. sitting in my bed at home. it's a great time. university is Great i'm going to be here 5ever because i changed my major this past semester... and it was my third year in the major i was already doing... so like. Yeah. the creative writing to aviation major pipeline doesn't exist i created it

that's enough about me! thank you for the thoughts on jack's many ways of contradicting himself, sometimes i feel weird about it i think because characters Are often written to be more perfect than actual humans? idk it feels like something people could read and be like "this doesn't make any sense he said x before and now he's saying y?" but like Yeah people do that all the time. i do that. so i'm glad i left it like that, and i'm sure jack will contradict himself again at some point before the fic is done lol. he's a very complicated guy to write

i'm the younger sibling out of two so most of what i write in sibling relationships is at least a little bit projecting - i don't have a younger sibling though, so i arguably project more onto the quinn-jack side of things, which is maybe why it is the way that it is. not that my older sister is a retired NASCAR driver or anything. but yknow. vibes and all that. i will never stop teasing monaco muahahaha i have not enough plans about when ch5 is gonna end soooo things are happening that is all i know for certain

race car driver insanity is real and in all honesty it will Likely come up again at some point. in all of the fic i have left to write. who knows. shoutout to jack throwing a condom on the floor idk what led me to writing that scene like that but i have officially opened That rabbit hole and now i get the pleasure of dealing with it for the rest of the fic. fucking. crazy person. jesus christ. and i knew it was 23 because i was like. max won that race and iirc lando won this past season? miami doing miami things. that race happened while i was working in disney so i did not watch it but i remember talking to a guy on race day while i was at work who was wearing a mclaren shirt so i was like. i am sure you are having a good day (on working in disney, a lot of f1 merch out and about, and it was mostly checo. so i'm sure they're all having great times Now)

yay i'm glad you like the fuck you scene (good name) i was getting self-concious about it at the end like did i make him say 'fuck you' too many times LMAO but it was in the cards. jack is just Like That. and the Not Talking layer is a very important one... they will communicate eventually i Promise all will be revealed (or at least most) at some point but right now they are still going to be stupid. i'm gonna. i have plans. Trust. yeah if nico asked jack about a safe word i think he would leave. like. the reality that they're doing anything safe word-worthy with each other would probably kill him

hallways are a very important space to them for some reason. i could probably make something out of that even if it was originally intended as like. idk convenience? i purposely didn't have them in a bed until miami because of the way it feels more like a commitment than just getting pinned to the wall so it kind of always ended up being the door or the wall next to the door or something. dw we unlock a new space in monaco. you can probably guess what it is based on Context Clues

#ask #i'm still being evil aren't i #as the writer. the knower of all. i think this is fun #i'm sure you are having less of a fun time #evil laughter

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