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saw that my Donatello fist fight poll was getting tracking again so I decided to choose violence this afternoon 🙂. (And I've been meaning to make another poll like this so win win 😙)
#i love yall 🙂#tmnt#rottmnt#tmnt 2012#tmnt 2007#tmnt 2003#tmnt 1987#tmnt 90s#tmnt bayverse#90 mikey#12 mikey#rise mikey#07 mikey#tmnt mikey#mirage mikey#87 mikey#idw mikey#muntant mayhem mikey#michelangelo hamato#hamato michelangelo#tmnt michelangelo#tmnt mutant mayhem#tmnt crossover#tmnt multiverse
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Johnny who can say the words “I love you” but Simon who mouths the words I love you onto Johnny’s skin
Soap who pretends he’s whispering some important confidential information to Ghost but is actually whispering “I love you” into his ear. Ghost who deadpans at him but mouths the words love you into his balaclava, knowing he’ll spot the words.
Soap that gets injured on a mission and Simon helping to clean his wounds the nest few days, replacing bandages and placing ointments, kissing the fresh bandage. In his dingy old bathroom, Simon would drape himself over Johnny, tucking his face into his neck as he giggles and presses a “love you” into his temple.
Simon who wishes one day that he could whisper the words onto every area of his skin, just because. It brought him a comforting feeling to know that Johnny was covered in his love. How his heart wants to climb out of his chest and be one with Johnny forever. He bleeds and his love is tender, it stings to the touch.
But for now, it would have to to. It will have to do. Simon can’t risk what they have, with what so little they have. So he will press his thumb to Johnny’s wrist to feel his pulse, murmur reassurances into an ear, squeeze the back of his nape, and it’ll be worth it. It’s okay. He’s okay.
It’s gonna be okay.
#CLEARING OUT MY DRAFTS!!!!#how have yall been guys#dusting off the cobwebs on this blog#haha….#🙂#sorry#hope this suffices#uh#I still hate gay people (from a gay person)#stay safe yall days are stressful out there#pls keep yourself with people who love u and appreciate you#know your worth and know you deserve a place on this planet#just in case you don’t know#robs ramblings#call of duty#john soap mactavish#simon ghost riley#ghoap#ghostsoap
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dc x dp prompt inspired by this tiktok
if you don’t wanna click the link, in summary it’s a hyper-realistic animation commenting on American overconsumption and capitalism through the metaphor of jeff bezos owning a bakery and using his sugary workers as ingredients once he realizes it makes his pastries more delicious. (it’s permanently altered my brain chemistry, i recommend that you watch it it’s so good.)
anyways, i’m aiming for “they’re in the same universe already” type angle, but you can do whatever you want. so let’s say a former GIW dude gets laid off and ends up in gotham. through whatever hijinks you choose, the guy discovers that shades are DELICIOUS in your average pastry and decides to open a bakery with this knowledge. (the only reason this dude and gotham citizens can consume these is cuz they’re liminal contaminated or something, you decide.)
now also for whatever reason, we find danny in gotham (with or without his companions) and by some magic of fate (clockwork probably) he stumbles on the bakery. he’s maybe heard how good it is and they’re just so yummy or something or other. upon trying it, he immediately wants to puke because he knows that there are shades in it and it feels like full on cannibalism. what he does about it is up to you.
on the bats end, they’re all enjoying these pastries as much as any other person in gotham. some bat manages to coax jason into trying one and when he tastes, he has a similar reaction to danny. he doesn’t recognize the secret ingredient as shades or inherently cannibalism, but he just feels down in his being that there’s something fucked up about it. (lazarus pits obviously tip one further towards liminal than not.)
side note on that, considering damien was raised nearby the lazarus pits for a majority of his childhood, i say that he’s neutral on the taste. like, it isn’t delicious or anything but it’s not the worst thing he’s tasted. and he’s definitely not gonna search out the sweet treats. (maybe he connects the dots between his and jason’s liminal-bility? does he follow jason around as he investigates the bakery? it’s up to you ;) )
on the other hand, the other bats don’t understand their distaste/neutrality and think jason’s tweaking, but jason knows what he knows. (cass believes him obvi. they probably investigate the bakery together)
so this is probably where the duo meets danny, and they figure out the stuff together and now you add whatever angst you want that comes with the combined worlds of danny phantom and detective comics. is danny the ghost king? demon twin au? is jason a baby halfa? it’s all up to y’all ig
NOW BE FREE *drops the idea at fanfic writer’s feet and skedaddles away*
#yeah but i’m not kidding that tiktok altered me on an atomic level#go watch it 🫵👁️👁️#danny fenton#danny phantom#dp x dc prompt#dc#jason todd#bruce wayne#tim drake#cassandra cain#stephanie brown#damian wayne#dick grayson#dc comics#can you tell i’ve been thinking about dc x dp enough that i connected an animation about capitalism & overconsumption to THIS of all things?#i expect a fic on my desk by friday 🙂🫴#jk take your time but honestly a 1k prompt answer on tumblr will be satisfactory#LOVE YALL 🫶🫶#drink water pookies#batman#dcxdp
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to the anon who's ask i cant find (can u delete asks on tumblr??? 😭) HERE IS UR ASHENVIPER ‼️‼️
IVE BEEN SAVING THESE UP WAITING FOR A CHANCE TO MAKE THEM SO EAT UP ASHENVIPER FANS
#twisted wonderland#lgbt pride#twst#azul ashengrotto#jamil viper#jamil#azul#twst azul#twst jamil#twst text post#disney twst#disney#ashenviper#jamiazu#azujami#jamil x azul#*forces transfem jamil into yall cutely :3*#accept her 🙂#n e wayz i love them they hate eachother (lovingly)
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as cute as apple pie!!!!
#or peach pie#in this color coded case#yall im trying to make words from my brain but theres these loud ass frogs outside my house#they might be the tiny frogs that sleep on my flowers#idk theyre so noisy tho#i guess thats good tho so ill know theyre still alive#i care for them so#i love how ant tries his best to look cool collected and nonchalant#and he does have that air of calm intrigue to him#but he also just looks like such a little pookie bear like i cant take it srsly#just wanna give him a lil smooch on his smiley cheek#when he was mimicking dillon and watching the enemy team warmup all intimidating like#and he just ended up looking like some small curious fellow who wants to join their game of catch#but is too shy to say so#ant trying to be tuff: 🙂
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the kpop space is so tiring
#m.💬#was gonna leave this as a tag on my last post but nah#there’s always some kind of drama#I do not concern myself with that shit#I just woke up from a nap to so much information and I am overwhelmed#love being someone who doesn’t include myself in drama honestly#I’m depressed and angry enough about living as it is#I don’t need that added stress#don’t get me wrong I’m a nosy bitch and I’ll figure out what’s going on but then I walk away#I’ll just be listening to my music yall can be mad about whatever you want don’t mind me#but I’m basically a shadow and invisible so no one minds me anyway 🙂#I’m on my period don’t take what I say seriously#also still post nap/sleep hazy#got rid of the ‘and petty’ part bc I don’t think that’s the right word#and it’s tiring in more ways than one so that descriptor is good enough
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Finally re-watching Mha after like 4 years... wish me luck gang 😔💅✨️✨️✨️
#mha#my hero academia#i love posts with excessive amounts of emojis ✨️✨️💅💅💖💅👍💅💅🙂🙂😀😀���💀#ill try to keep yall updated#emphasis on try
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this picture forever haunts me
#Bad Batch#I love it so much#Tooth flicking crosshair#Why do they do him dirty like that#Man the season finali still has me in tears#I love Tech#And Croshair#Scary photo#Have a good day yall🙂
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*sigh* so I'm a seonghwa bias but this feels more like hongjoong imo. hyper-independent reader who's also never been in a relationship, but she's not naive or innocent, she knows what sex is, but she's never been with anyone. hongjoong is lowkey expecting her to be a brat, he's prepared, ready to deal with it. But!! Once they start exploring their dynamics in the bedroom, reader actually turns out to be the opposite. She's an obedient sub who lives for the praise from her soft dom hongjoong, and he's all too willing to indulge (definitely not projecting, idk what you're talking about) feel free to ignore or change it up, I just saw you were looking for ideas and wanted to share 🙂↕️🥰
cw. nsfw, afab!reader, soft dom joong, a lot of praise, fingering, studio sex, mirror sex (but not really, you’ll get what I mean when you read it), sex tape *not proofread, just pure horny
[this is for the praise kink girlies 🙂↕️] my present to yall while I'm away at the ateez concert 🫶🫶
Hongjoong wasn’t expecting this, but god, does he love it.
He adored how easily you melted into him, how you practically glowed after he praised you, how you did everything he asked of you because you knew that he’d reward you well, and how you looked at him with big, shiny eyes and pawed at him when you wanted his attention.
He gave in easily with you too. He simply couldn’t resist you. Not when you’re spread out on his lap in his studio. Not when you mindlessly follow his words, doing what he asks with no hesitation. Hence why Hongjoong has you in his lap, back to his chest, with his phone propped in front of you.
His camera app is open, the small red light on as it records the scene in front of it. Hongjoong laid kisses along your exposed neck, his hands hooking your legs on either side of his. “Always such a good girl for me,” He rubs two fingers over your clothed cunt, smiling against your skin when you shudder. “Sitting so pretty in front of the camera. Yea, are you my pretty girl?” His fingers circled your clit as he continued laying kisses on you.
You flush at his words, leaning back into him as he touches you. Hongjoong scoots his chair back, letting your whole body come into view. He pushes your panties to the side, rubbing his fingers through your slicked folds. He’s aching in his jeans but he can’t stop. Not when you whine so sweetly for him. Normally he’d tut and remove his hands from you when you don’t use your words, but you spent nearly the last hour sitting on his couch while he worked; you were overdue for a reward.
His fingers slide through your folds easily, your arousal only making it easier. You feel your face going hot as you listen to the wet noises your pussy makes as Hongjoong gently spreads your folds. He rubs two fingers over your hole, gently cooing at you to relax for him. “Easy, sweet thing. I’m right here.” He sinks his fingers slowly, shallowly curling his fingers inside your warm walls. “Joongie…” Your voice trails off, leaning into him even more as he starts pumping his fingers.
He presses more kisses to your neck and shoulder, humming softly. “Joongie’s here, don’t worry. Just sit nice and pretty for me, like always, yeah?” his movements gradually picked up in speed, his fingers filling your cunt over and over. He looks over at his phone, moaning into your neck at how your cunt shines under his studio lights. He curls his fingers into your sweet spot, wrapping his free arm around your waist to keep you in his lap.
He watches through the camera as you writhe in his lap. Your thighs are trembling as he pressed his palm flat against your clit, bumping into it with the heel of his palm. He noticed you bite at your lips trying to muffle your moans. He whispers calmly against the shell of your ear. “C’mon pretty, let me hear you.” The indirect permission to be loud struck a chord in your head as you came undone around his fingers.
Your pussy pulsed against his hand as he rocked you through your orgasm. “My good girl, can take one more for me, right? Make a mess on my fingers again, right baby?” You dumbly nod, smiling as you take in his form in his camera.
“Hm, my good girl. So sweet for me. C’mon then, show me how good you are.”
#bubbly speaks <3#ash answers#bubbly writes <3#ateez x reader#ateez x y/n#ateez x you#ateez x female reader#ateez smut#hongjoong x reader#hongjoong x you#hongjoong x y/n#hongjoong smut
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Ya know I realized that I don't talk to my followers at all like I don't talk to y'all and I feel bad about it , I'm just super shy when it comes to making friends online but I'm willing to try 😤
So is anybody out there ? No? Just me? Ok that's fine .
#idk like do yall wanna get to know me better likkkmkkeeee#Imagine do this and no one replies lol🤣🤣🤣🤣😅🙂#that's like one of the reasons why i hardly talk#i feel like peoples just gonna ignore me and that's one of my greatest fears 😂😂😂😂#gonna try to be more active here#gonna try something#If you guys do decide to talk back i talk more about myself and you can do the same .#we can most DEFINITELY talk about oc characters cause i love doing that!!!!!#but um yeah i dont wanna come of as desperate so im gonna shut up and let u guys debate if u wanna chat or not.#gonna try again tomorrow
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saw that my Donatello fist fight poll was getting tracking again so I decided to choose violence this afternoon 🙂. (And I've been meaning to make another poll like this so win win 😙)
#i love yall 🙂#tmnt#rottmnt#tmnt 2012#tmnt 2007#tmnt 2003#tmnt 1987#tmnt 90s#tmnt bayverse#90 mikey#12 mikey#rise mikey#07 mikey#tmnt mikey#mirage mikey#87 mikey#idw mikey#muntant mayhem mikey#michelangelo hamato#hamato michelangelo#tmnt michelangelo#tmnt mutant mayhem#tmnt crossover#tmnt multiverse
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𝐡𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐞'𝐬 𝐟𝟏 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥
𝘂𝗽𝗹𝗼𝗮𝗱 𝟰: 𝗱𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗲𝗹 𝗿𝗶𝗰𝗰𝗶𝗮𝗿𝗱𝗼 / 𝗺𝗮𝘅 𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗻 𝘅 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 | 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗺𝘂𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻
📖𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆: you can't remember the last time you've gotten to spend more than three days at a time with both of your boyfriends. you understand how demanding their job is but, you just can't remember the last time they really exhausted you...pleasurably. and then winter break comes around , and they have all the time they need to make you lose your mind. 📖𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: 18+ only. explicit. overstimulation. light dom/sub. quickies. cunnilingus. vaginal fingering. vaginal sex. unsafe sex. safewords. creampie. come eating. squirting. hand job. masturbation. dacryphilia. mention of taking explicit photos. praise kink. aftercare. set after the 2023 season. no beta we die like carlos’ fuel system. 📖𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁: 6.5k words 📖𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴: daniel ricciardo/max verstappen x black!fem!reader 📖𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲: oneshot. 📖𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗸: take me away • daniel caesar
𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗳𝗮𝗰𝗲: set post 2023 season. mm, i luv me some danny caesar–i got to see him live this year 😛 i was originally gonna pick a classic country song in true american fashion to show some patriotism for the austin gp—as a black woman, i can attest that we love our country bangers—but take me away just fit perfectly. and daniel is definitely taking yall somewhere this upload—max and reader are just along for the ride 💀. i tried to write sub!max, i think it came across well, and ahead of time i sincerely apologize to the maxiel truthers…i think i may have slayed. i will not be paying for your therapy < 3 🙂 (and if you think i changed the summary, stfu no i didn’t 😌) enjoy y'all !!!!
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this past racing season was long; daniel knows that well; he went from being the third driver at red bull, to having a seat at alphatauri, to breaking his wrist–and still managed to recover to drive in the last five races. max can also account for how lengthy this season was; he dominated every race illustrated by his 10 consecutive wins, won his team the constructor’s championship 16 races in, won his third world driver’s championship the following week through a sprint race, and still had to stick around for five more races. but, daniel and max both know who has the best firsthand account of how prolonged and draining the formula one 2023 season was.
you.
daniel knows that you’re they’re biggest supporter; you’re a sweetheart. and while you haven’t vocalized your displeasure for the twenty-three races this year–he can feel your dejection. at the start of the season, everything was seen through rose-colored glasses; max was winning, the three of you were having champagne-drenched celebrations in hotel rooms–so filthy the poor staff probably had to incinerate the sheets. you were satisfied; and daniel was with you whenever red bull didn’t want to parade him around at a grand prix. but as the months progressed and as daniel got a seat, the demanding nature of formula one was observable. the longer season had stolen them from you–they were flying from country to country, the gaps between races only long enough to only have them home for two or three days at a time, before they had to fly out and adjust to a new time zone. leaving your two boyfriends unable to make a mess of you as often as you all crave in doing so. phone sex is hot–but it can lose its luster over almost nine months. they’ve been neglecting you–even though every time either one of them suggests that notion, you disagree vehemently– but, it’s the truth.
they pride themselves on the fact that they used to make you beg for them to stop drawing orgasms out of you...but recently your sex life has consisted of dry-humping like horny teenagers, frantic pussy-eating and cock-sucking, and quickies in the shower. so, max and daniel formulated a plan.
after abu-dhabi, the three of you returned home to max’s monaco flat and fell into bed. you’re comfortably laying completely on top of daniel, front to front, and your head is tucked under his chin, turned to the side to face max, who’s settled on his side facing the two of you, arm draped over your back, with his hand squeezing at your waist randomly as he talks to daniel. you’re fighting sleep and losing; eyelids fluttering closed every now and then against your will, breath slowing as you edge closer and closer to sleep. you're floating on the brink of unconsciousness until you're dragged away at the soft sounds of daniel and max rousing you.
“there ya’ go, honey,” murmurs daniel, his voice rumbling in his chest underneath you, “we got somethin’ to ask you, before we let ya sleep, sweet girl.”
max’s hand shifts to rub at the length of your back, and you clear the sleepy haze from your mind enough to nod your head and hum softly in question, “m’kay.”
daniel gently pulls your head from his neck with his tattooed hand on your nape, making sure your pretty eyes, foggy with sleep, make eye contact, “how do ya’ feel about spending december in australia, hmm? a sunny christmas–on the ricciardo ranch; you, me, max and our families–ain’t that perfect, honey?”
max smiles softly at your pout–you’re never one to appreciate having your sleep interrupted–before adding on to daniel’s question, “jimmy and sassy can stay with the sitter; i already spoke to her a few days ago. she’d be thrilled to have them, so you don’t have to worry about where’d they stay. i don’t think i can get pet passports in three days nor do i want to see how two bengal cats act on a private jet for twenty hours.”
a few seconds pass, max and daniel searching your face for any hint to a possible answer. you blink a few times, before you murmur faintly, “‘m okay with it…can i go to sleep now?”
max laughs tenderly, guiding your head back into daniel’s neck before he scoots closer and rests his own head on the australian’s shoulder, “yeah, mijn schatje. sleep well.”
daniel wraps the arm pinned under max around him, pulling him closer to drop a kiss on his forehead. his other hand falls on your back over the dutchman’s, caressing it softly. he holds the two of you as tight as he possibly can, the big grin on his face only seen by the ceiling. he has his whole world in his arms right now, but come christmas time, his whole universe–his family–will be under the same roof back home in australia.
the next three days are filled with an absurd amount of packing. max and daniel have five suitcases between the two of them—you have five for yourself; it doesn’t hurt to be prepared. the night before your flight, they watch you pace around the bedroom making sure there’s nothing important you’re forgetting. jimmy and sassy had been dropped off at the sitter’s, and max and daniel had already moved all the luggage to the entryway for the early flight. the two drivers had stopped trying to convince you to join them in the bed and cuddled together, knowing it’s best to let you work out your anxieties now so you don’t overthink on the flight.
as you start combing through the closet again, max whispers to daniel, “we could fuck the nerves out her right now, danny.”
daniel smacks max’s hip, smirking when he whines quietly, “no, maxy. she has to sit for an almost twenty hour flight, we can’t make that any more difficult for her.” the dutchman huffs, unhappy with the answer even though he knows it's the logical course of action.
dan continues, “remember: as soon as we get to the ranch and settle in—we'll be alone for a week before my parents come ‘n join us. we’ll have plenty of time to take her apart and put her back together.”
daniel was wrong. after y’all landed in perth, and made the drive out to the countryside—it was apparent that the three of you weren’t the only ones at the ranch. his parents had come early to make sure the ranch was prepped and fully stocked for your vacation, and prepared a home cooked dinner to welcome you in. dan can’t help his big smile from becoming a permanent fixture on his face as he watches his mom and dad fawn over you and max. grace pulls you into the house, instructing the men to bring the luggage inside while she gets to fixing you a plate heaping with barbecue. joe affectionately calls max ‘son’ with a tight hug, congratulating him on his third championship before they all make their way into the house.
the original plan is put on the back burner as daniel watches you and max bloom under the loving attention from his parents. the days passed quickly, all of them spent horsing around the farm; horseback riding, dirt biking, atv riding, making a trip out to the beach, eating good food, and sleeping well. dan sees max’s pale skin pinkening and your melanated complexion glowing with warmth from the caress of the australian sun. your afternoon naps are taken underneath the warm rays, stretching out in any slice of sun you can catch, bathing in it like a cat. max and dan do as many things as they can shirtless attempting to get their tan in as quick as possible—dan tans gracefully, max, on the other hand, burns like a lobster first before his tan becomes apparent.
they fucked you on the second day after your arrival, but not exactly how they were hoping too. it’s still a relatively short affair—for their standards, at least. while it quieted the need within you, it didn’t completely satisfy the urge for any of you. daniel had to coax you into biting a pillow to muffle your squeals, and have max nearly choke on his tattooed fingers to quiet his whining—dan himself clenched his jaw so tightly to prevent his own moans from escaping that he’s surprised he didn’t crack a tooth. he loves his parents, but he’s genuinely going to snap if he doesn’t get to ruin you and max without worrying if they could hear how he makes you and max beg for him.
on the fifth day, you wear your first sundress to lunch and max pulls daniel in the kitchen to muffle a scream into his chest.
“dan, baby—i love your parents,” max starts, his eye twitching, “you know i do! but, i can’t go another day without hearing her scream for me—for us.”
they’re only men. very desperate men. and you had the nerve to parade yourself in this flowy, yellow, strapless sundress at a meal they have to suffer through. they can’t even tear it off of you after, because dan’s parents have a chance of overhearing. but, what forces the australian to kindly kick his parents out of the house, is how you fail to stop yourself from drooling over them playing around in the pool—struggling to continue speaking with his mom as you sit on the pool’s ledge.
before dinner, dan showers by himself first, changing into fresh clothes. he then ushers you and max into the shower, ‘to rinse off the chlorine and sweat from the day,’ he says. but, he could care less about that. as soon as he hears the shower start, he practically sprints to the kitchen to see his mom and dad put the finishing touches on the burgers they fixed up.
daniel skids to a stop in the doorway, leaning against it in faux-relaxedness, and says, “howdy.” it’s silent for a minute; his dad stares at him blankly, and his mom eventually breaks and speaks plainly, “what is it, danny?”
daniel gasps in mock-disbelief, “why d’ya always think i want something from you? i can’t just be greeting my wonderful, loving, and understanding parents?”
grace stares at him, not fooled, “are you just saying ‘hi’?”
daniel stutters aimlessly looking to his dad for help, but joe just shrugs at him in a ‘you did this to yourself, son’ manner.
“maybe! well, no, actually…” daniel sulks, slinking into the kitchen, and resting against the counter next to his mom.
his mom hums knowingly, and gestures at him to start speaking.
“uh, so, you know i love having y’all around, right, and uh, it’s nice y’know—i mean, i don’t see ya’ as often as i want to, but uh—don’t get me wrong, you’re my parents, but uhm—“
joe sighs, “daniel, cut to the chase, please.”
daniel groans, before he leans his head back to look at the ceiling, “fine. look—we just expected to at least have one week to ourselves when we got here. not that y’all being here to surprise us is bad! you know that. but, uhm…we just made plans, i guess. a-and we kind of can’t do it, because, well…”
grace washes her hands as daniel continues to ramble through an unnecessary apologetic explanation. she turns the water off, drying her hands on a towel, and turns to her husband, pointing at daniel while rolling her eyes teasingly, before she cuts her son off, “daniel, we can leave tonight.”
daniel stops, head dropping to look at his mom in shock, “what?”
“we can leave tonight, if that’s what you’re trying to ask. your father and i don’t mind,” grace smiles gently, “we weren’t supposed to stay for this long anyways, we were just trying to get the ranch prepared for y’all, and you know how enamored we are with your girl and boy; we overstayed our welcome. we can go and come back a week before christmas with the rest of the family, danny.”
daniel perks up, “you guys don’t have to leave for that long, i don’t wanna kick you out—“
“daniel, please,” joe scoffs, walking over to clap daniel on the back, “you’re not kicking us out. we’ll be back on the seventeenth, alright. hopefully, that gives y’all enough time to work out your frustrations. we really don’t want to overhear or see anything—“
daniel pales, “okAY, thank you, yes—please don’t comeback until as late as y’all want, jesus christ. wait—did you hear the other night?! ohmygod…they’re going to kill me.”
joe and grace laugh, “no, we didn’t hear anything, danny. we just figured from how they were following you around in the morning—max couldn’t even look us in the eye, son.”
daniel groans, embarrassed, “don’t tell them anything about this okay? they’ll break up with me if they know i asked you to leave so i could have sex with them.”
his parents' laughter only gets louder, but they agree eventually after they indulge in teasing their son a little more.
dinner is pleasant; you and max remain unaware of the ricciardo’s intervention, enjoying the well-cooked meal and lighthearted conversation. when everyone’s stomach is full and the conversation quiets, grace and joe break the news that they unfortunately have to return to perth. you and max sadden, trying to convince daniel’s parents to stay a little longer—max’s eyes fail to hide his eagerness at their announcement, even though his voice manages to be completely sincere. daniel watches as his parents formulate a fake excuse about their departute before he gently reminds you two, “they’ll be back for christmas, babes. you’ll see them again.”
the two of you calm at daniel’s statement, and walk his parents out to the car, exchanging hugs and kisses before they drive off back to the city. daniel leads you two back into the house after you’ve watched his parents disappear down the road, and the shift in energy as soon as the door locks is missed by you.
you mindlessly amble back to the dining table, stacking the emptied plates and glasses and wandering into the kitchen to clean them. as soon as you turn the sink faucet on, a strong body pushes against your back, and presses you against the edge of the counter as their hand reaches around you to shut the water off. you turn around to tell-off whichever boyfriend did that, but before you can get any words out, you’re pulled into a filthy kiss.
your shocked gasp is muffled by max’s lips, and you half-heartedly attempt to pull away, but the dutchman chases your lips, not allowing you to stop. you give in with a sigh, allowing max to continue kissing you. he buries one hand in your hair, tilting your head to the side for a better angle, and licks at the seam of your lips. you squirm against him, not quite giving into the coaxing of his tongue, and max hums softly before he tugs at your bottom lip. you turn your head to the side, panting softly to suck in a few desperate breaths before max pulls you back and invades the opening of your lips. you squeal at the feeling of his tongue laving against yours, the lewd wet sounds of your mouths have your thighs pressing together. max brings his other arm to grasp around your waist, and pulls you against him, groaning into your mouth at the smallest amount of friction that movement provided. you feel lightheaded, your knees weakening, but max firmly holds you up, not letting you slip from his grasp. your hands come up to wrap around him, one feeling up his chest before resting around his neck, and the other hand digging into the meat of his back in search of stability. he hums at the ache of your nails and drops both of his hands to cup the back of your thighs right under your ass. he lifts you onto the counter, spreading your legs and shoving his body between them, while still managing to not break the kiss. at the show of strength you arch your back, whining highly, pushing your chest against his—he’s so strong. he eagerly starts tugging the sundress up your legs, making to expose your panties before he’s interrupted by a sudden heavy hand on the back of his neck.
max jerks away from you (you can finally catch your breath), his chest heaving, and his own whine fills the air at the weight of daniel’s hand.
“now, darlin’,” daniel addresses max with a smirk, “this wasn’t part of our plan, was it? you forget the script, maxy?”
max blushes a pretty pink, and murmurs, “no, daniel—sorry, danny.” dan hums at the apology, pressing a kiss to max’s warm cheek.
“w-what plan?” you timidly ask, still sitting on the counter, legs spread obscenely, dress skewed messily, and lips swelling from max’s ambition.
daniel chuckles, eyes shining at you hungrily, “mmm. how ‘bout we make our way to the bedroom and ‘ll show ya, sweetheart?”
you’re spread eagle in the middle of the bed, completely naked, with daniel fully dressed in between your legs sucking marks and pressing kisses on your thighs, max stripped down to his boxer-briefs on his side next to you, doing the same to your neck and chest. you’re squirming viciously just from the feeling of his beard scraping against your inner thighs, squeals ripping from your throat when he leaves a hickey or bites at the meat of your thigh. the australian’s pupils are blown wide, as he watches you try and muffle your cries behind your hand—if this is how you’re responding to the two of them thoroughly refreshing their claim on you, he’s thrilled to see how you’ll lose your mind as the night goes on. pulling his head away, daniel presses his thumb into one of the bruises he left and your back arches deeply–you choke on your squeal, thighs slamming shut around his hand.
“none of that now, sweetheart,” dan instructs firmly, “‘s just me, you, and max, honey. no need to quiet those sweet sounds of yours, alright?”
you nod wildly, stumbling over your agreement, “y-yeah, danny. ‘ll be- i’ll be loud for you guys.”
max moans at your words from where his lips were tugging at your nipple, pulling away to raise himself back to your lips, thirstily tasting your desperation from its source. dan allows max to bruise up your mouth, and leave his own beard burn around your lips, as he undresses himself down to his briefs.
“max…max, maxy, babe,” daniel softly calls a few times, failing to get the impatient man’s attention, “max, look at me.” the switch from dan’s soft tone to a deeper, base filled sound has max snapping away to look at daniel, panting roughly.
“be good f’me and give yourself a hand, darlin’,” dan commands, and max sighs lovingly at the endearment, “you can manage that right, maxy? while i get our sweet girl ready to take you, hm?”
max whimpers, “yes, danny,” and shifts to sit upright, pulling his underwear off and wrapping his large hand around himself. dan purrs, “good boy. her sweet cunt’s already drippin’ for us, maxy. won't take me long to stretch ‘er open for you.” you keen, humiliated at the way dan speaks about you like you’re not in the room with them. daniel tugs your legs open again, hiding his laughter in the plush meat of your thigh, but you can feel the smirk against your skin.
embarrassed, you whine hushedly, hands fisting into the sheets by your side, “mean.”
daniel hums uncaringly at your remark, “mean? don’t worry, honey–when i finish with you, you’ll think ‘m mean for a very different reason.” he doesn’t give you a chance to ponder his words, and a firm drag of his tongue across your cunt destroys any chance for your thought processes. this time around, your moans are clear, echoing around the room. the press of daniel’s tongue is unforgiving and working intently at your clit. your thighs clamp around his head, not allowing the australian to escape even though he can feel your hips bucking away, trying to escape the consistent stimulation on one of your most sensitive spots. when one of your hands flies down to tug at his curls, he relents his assault and switches to prodding his tongue against your opening. he moans depravedly against your entrance, the noise vibrating through you, causing your shriek to pierce the air. he eats you out like a man starved; savagely shoving his tongue deeper inside you, curling against your walls, nose bumping against your clit, mouth moving like he’s truly trying to eat you alive. he ignores the ache of his jaw, the tightness of his briefs, how his beard scratches your skin; and he smoothly slips a finger into you, beginning thoroughly stretch you out.
it’s absolutely obscene-sounding. daniel works his way up to three fingers, and any previous qualms he had about you being too quiet are resolved. your whines are constant at the insistent invasion of daniel’s curling digits, and based on the way your legs are trembling, he can tell you're nearing the precipice. what’s even more erotic, is the way your cries harmonize with max’s own grunts of pleasure; the dutchman’s hips buck into the frantic pace of his hands and danny wouldn’t be surprised if max comes before he even gets inside you. daniel sits back on his heels, his fingers still digging deeper inside you, forcefully pressing against your g-spot. with his left hand, daniel knocks max’s hand away, ignoring the responding yowl of displeasure, and fists max’s cock on his own, “doin’ a little too much, maxy. our desperate girl deserves to come first, anyways—lemme set the pace for you, darlin’.” max suffers under danny’s ministrations; the extreme shift down in tempo, the constant attention on the head of his cock, a finger pressing at his slit or the vein along his underside alternatingly. you, on the other hand, are being pushed closer and closer to your orgasm. daniel’s thumb joins, rubbing quick circles of your clit–and you scream out, pleasure overriding you. when your moans start to blend into breathy little ah-ah-ah’s, he slips his fingers free from the tight clasp of your cunt, and releases his hold on max’s cock.
you sob achingly, begging daniel to make you cum, dismayed cries of, “no! danny, why’d you stop, please, make me cum,” falling from your lips as max mewls next to you, his own hands trying to force danny’s back around him. daniel shushes you, and motions for max to come closer. max flies forward happily, his whines cutting off at daniel’s attention. he man-handles max into hovering over you in missionary, his cock resting against your fluttering cunt, waiting for permission. your cries quiet, and your heart races with anticipation for max to bury himself in you. danny’s left hand grips at max’s corresponding hip, and his right hand slips in the narrow space between you two, and he presses the flushed arousal in you. and the australian cannot stop running his mouth.
“that’s ‘t, baby–nice n’ easy for ya’–mmm–he’s splitting you open isn’t he–yeah, soak ‘im, babe, get him nice and wet–no, sweetheart, don’t run from it–yeahhh just like that, you take ‘t so well–”
your own orgasm suprises you, otherwise you would’ve at least made an attempt to tell the two men. max hasn’t even gotten halfway inside you and you’re cumming; back-arching, toes-curling, hands rushing forward to scratch down max’s back, eyes screwed shut, and walls clamping tightly around him. max is whining above you, flinching away from the hot grasp of your inner walls, but daniel won’t let him pull out.
“danny, danny! please–oh–i-i-i’m gonna–not gonna last–‘m gonna cum, if i stay inside her,” max admits, sobbing embarrasingly.
daniel laughs softly from behind max, and shifts so his front is pressed to the dutchman’s back. max shivers at the sound, the hair on the back of his neck rising. “aww, you can’t handle it, darling? don’t worry, i’ve changed my plans for you, anyways,” daniel smugly whispers into max’s ear. dan brings both of his hands to the younger’s waist, and forces him deeper inside of you, ignoring the way max cries sensitively and keeps pushing him forward until he bottoms out. you and max let out twin squeals from the white-hot flash of pleasure; you struggle to adjust to his size as quickly as daniel forced him in–you pulsate around him, it’s like you’re still trying to drag him further in and push him out at the same time. daniel presses a kiss to max’s shoulder blade and praises him, “see, maxy? i knew you could do it—such a good boy f’me.”
max’s eyes roll back, and he can’t fight it–he cums, loudly. his limbs weaken and his body collapses over yours, head falling into your neck, and his lewd moans vibrate through your raw skin. the younger’s body covers you completely, and your knees come up to cradle max’s hips, encouraging him to thrust through the aftershocks. daniel leans back, continuing to bathe the two of you with praise as he lets you guys shudder through the come down. a couple minutes pass before your legs relax and max’s moans die down to breathy hums, as both of your chests heave as you try to regulate your breathing.
“feelin’ good, my loves?” daniel questions tenderly.
you’re the first to respond, a sated smile sent the australians way, “so good, danny.” max sighs out a breathy “yeah,” muffled into your chest. daniel brightens, “alrighty–maxy, fuck her properly now, and make her cum again.” the dutchman grunts in disbelief, “what? no, i-i can’t, i just came–”
dan cuts max off, “you can’t or, you won’t?” max’s breath stutters at the sudden dominance in daniel’s tone, sitting up to turn his head to look at the older man incredulously. the smile on dan’s face is gone, his expression suddenly firm and unyielding–max can only drop his gaze away from daniel’s eyes, avoiding the piercing gaze.
“max, look at me,” the australian states unflinchingly, and the younger man’s eyes fly to meet his at the command.
“what’s your color, darlin’?”
with his tongue flicking out to wet his lips nervously, max mutely whispers, “green.” daniel’s piercing gaze drops to you and he repeats the question, “sweetheart, what’s your color?”
you squirm under his intense attention—max’s hips stuttering at the stimulation, and your bruised brown thighs squeeze at his waist until he stops—but the slight flare of pleasure that races up your spine decides your answer, “green, danny.”
a smirk spreads across daniel’s lips, “see, you can, maxy,” the younger blushes deeply at his teasing croon, “now, be a sweet prince for me, and fuck our sweetheart, hm?” and with a pinch to max’s hip, he sinks in you deeply with an oversensitive sigh, before he pulls out and sets a slow rhythm to allow you both a little more time to recover. the drag of his cock is coaxing soft shuddery breaths out of your lips, and sharp over-sensitive whines from max. his hands are trembling from where they’re grip flexes on your waist, veins popping with the strength of his grasp, sure to leave a mark on your darker skin. dan’s hands halt the gentle roll of his hips, before the man leads him at a quicker pace. max throws his head back onto daniel’s shoulder, overwhelmed at the feeling of your tight, soaking wet cunt, and cries out “too much—ngh—i-it’s too much!” but aside from all of his whines, he’s getting hard again. unlike max, the sensitivity from your orgasm had faded quickly—if anything, it’s doubling the amount of pleasure you’re feeling. desperate for more, you plant your feet on the bed and start rolling your hips to meet max halfway; moaning yearningly at the change in position.
the younger man frantically tries to force your hips back down, the friction added from you meeting his thrusts is too great. “heyheyhey—none of that, prince,” daniel quickly tugs max’s hands away from your waist, one hand firmly holding them against the younger’s chest, “remember, we made a promise to give her so many orgasms to make up for how mean we’ve been to her. you don’t want to break that promise; right, darling?” max tries to hide his face in dan’s shoulder, but it’s too late—he starts sobbing. daniel watches how the tears rain down max’s cheeks, and how his face crumples so prettily—is it weird that making his usually unbothered boyfriend cry, turns him on?
max sniffles, “n-no, danny. -ll do it, i-i wanna make her cum.” not wanting to disappoint you any further, he starts quickening his strokes on his own, eventually outpacing the rhythm daniel set for him. it dawns on max quickly; he’s not going to last, again. he makes the mistake of looking at the blissed out expression on your face, the knot in his tummy tightening as he watches how your mouth falls open in a moan, wet and inviting. he drops his eyes away, but they fall on where the two of you are connected; the sight causes him to choke on his breath. his own thrusts have forced his cum out of you, frothing at your entrance, smeared all over your labia and staining your inner thighs. if he could eat you out and fuck you at the same time—he’d be doing it. max urgently asks daniel, “d-danny, ‘m gonna cum—please, can i cum?” ignoring max, dan’s hand lets go of max’s, and falls to let his middle and ring finger rub vigorously at your clit. your body jackknifes, a scream leaving your lips at the sudden addition, you choke out a warning, “g’na cum! pleasepleaseplease—” and when daniel’s thumb sneaks down to press gently at where you're wrapped snugly around max, almost like he’s trying to slip in alongside his cock—white flashes behind your eyes and you’re cumming hard.
daniel hums, satisfied, “now, you can cum, maxy.” the younger had already started coming the second he started speaking. it’s erotic—how the two of yours’ orgasm feeds off of each other. every clench of your cunt has you squeezing tightly around max, causing him to thrust in you deeper, which in turn has you pulsating around him tightly, and the cycle continues. max rides out the two of your orgasms viciously this time around, his hips slamming into you, forcing himself as deep as possible wanting to empty every last dreg of his cum within you. you can only whimper brokenly, not making an effort to calm his grinds, wanting to savor anything you can get before he pulls out of you. with max’s last pump of his hips in you, daniel slowly guides him out of you. the two of you hiss, extremely over sensitive from the two times you’ve cum, so daniel tries to make the affair as smooth as he possibly can. with a squelching pop, max is freed from the tight grasp of your cunt, and dan leads him to lie down next to you on the bed.
you’re still floating, not a single thought in your head, a deep sense of satisfaction coating your mind, but you can vaguely hear daniel checking on max, making sure he didn’t push him too far. you hum quietly under your breath, almost like a purr, eyes shut blissfully as you allow yourself to relax in your afterglow. you faintly register daniel slipping in between your legs, his broad shoulders pressed against the underside of your thighs. you feel his left hand gently press at the raw skin of your thigh, and you fuzzily manage to move it over for him, thinking that he’s trying to clean you up.
daniel can only stare. the pink skin of your hole has turned to a deeper red, with how max bullied your cunt. his mouth falls open, entranced, at the sight of your bruised pussy winking at him, struggling to close, and he moans softly as the pulsing of your cunt starts pushing max’s cum out of you. the creamy, frothy, white fluid slowly sliding out of you and down your ass. his tongue wets his lips—he wants a taste. dan drops the towel he was holding in his right hand, and brings the now empty hand up to spread your lips with a ‘v’ of his fingers. his eyes flick up to your face, and once he sees that you're still floating, he takes a gentle pass over your entrance with two fingers, collecting yours and max’s combined release. he sucks the mess clean, and a groan rumbles through his chest. fuck—he needs more. daniel quickly finds himself breathing softly over your cunt for the second time tonight, and he can feel how your thighs already start shaking at the exhales of his breath against you. he laps his tongue once in a broad stripe over you, and moans depravedly—and then, he pretty much forced to eat you out; why let this go to waste.
the minute his tongue slips inside you, your thighs slam shut around his head, trying to halt his overeager movements. daniel doesn’t care, he’d happily suffocate in your cunt if it meant he got to eat max’s cum out of you for the last time. when he slips two of his fingers in to coax more of the cum max fucked deep in you out, your hand flies down and tugs at his curls. daniel pulls his mouth away, growling sharply at the pain from the grip of your hand, but he steadfastly dives back in—he’s going to swallow every last drop you’ll give him. “hngh—too much, –anny, can’t take it—my tummy feels weird—it hurts!” daniel’s hips starting grinding against the bed, and he’s made aware of how painfully hard he’s gotten throughout the night; he hasn’t cum once. daniel moans against your cunt, panting against you, “ya got one more f’me right, sweetheart? yeah, ya do—just let me taste you, yeah?” daniel tunes out your cries again, and brushes his nose against your clit as he laves his tongue over you picking up every drop of cum the two of you have spilled on your swollen cunt. his fingers start to curl upwards as he pulls them out, dragging wetness out from the depths of your walls, and you squeal, any pleads that you planned to say have been suddenly erased from your throat at the sudden pain-pleasure that bursts behind your eyes. your core tightens, and you seize against the bed cumming for the third time this night at daniel’s insistence. this is the most intense orgasm all night, and it feels never ending; all of your senses feel like they’re burning hot, nerves tingling from your scalp to your curled toes. what you’ve failed to recognize is that you're gushing all over daniel’s face. he practically gets waterboarded from where he was pressed against your cunt, but once he realizes that he’s made you squirt, he happily starts drinking down each spray of your fluid, uncaring of how his beard is drenched with your release, and how it puddles underneath your ass.
he swallows you down to the very last drop, plump lips massaging your labia sweetly. he backs off your pussy, switching to your thighs to collect any wetness he missed out on. when your hand tugs at his curls again, pulling him away when the beard burn gets too much, daniel rises to his knees over you. he tugs his cock out of his briefs, the tip flushed the deepest red he’s ever seen it, and it throbs hotly in his grasp. he uses the hand soaked with your squirt to roughly rub himself off, tattooed thigh spasming, and it takes less than ten pumps of his hand before he’s cumming. with every spray of his hot cum that lands against your swollen cunt, your hips jerk—even that feels too much.
when daniel finishes, he moans at the picture he painted on you—would you let him take a picture if he asked? but his fantasy is disrupted when you squirm up the bed, your hand falling to cup protectively over your cunt, thighs tightening around your hand, and you murmur repeatedly, “no more, no more.” max coos quietly from where he’s laying, still just as fucked out as you, but he tries to soothe your cries. he sweetly pulls you into his chest when tears slip out of your eyes, petting at you clumsily, not quite yet having regained complete control of his limbs. “did so good, schatje. daniel did just like he promised—i-if, if you let him clean you up, we can cuddle and go straight to bed, ok? be good, j-just a little longer.”
you sob messily into max’s embrace, but after a few minutes with max and daniel both reassuring you that they’ve finished pulling orgasms out of you, and comfortingly massaging the already setting soreness of your muscles—your cries die down to sniffles, and you slowly spread your legs open for danny. daniel stares at the mess he created this time around, but dismisses the urge to lick it off you; his only goal right now is to properly clean you up, and make sure you go to sleep feeling satisfied and worn-out. as gently as possible, he takes turns wiping both your thighs and cunt, and max’s thighs and cock, switching when either of you says it’s too much. it takes longer than it usually does, but it doesn’t upset daniel as long as it means the two of you are comfortable.
“okay, okay,” daniel soothes sweetly, “i’m done. you both did so good for me tonight.”
max blushes at the praise, and with a voice as airy as silk, you whisper, “you ‘ere good too, danny—made me feel r’lly good, thank you.” daniel smiles, his heart warming at your sweet words, “thank you, honey. you’re always so sweet to me.”
“now, let’s move this party to the bathroom so both of you can pee, and take a bath before we sleep, i’ll get some snacks for you to eat too,” daniel orders softly, “i took a lot from the two of you tonight—so let me make sure i put you back together, okay?
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ARE YOU UPSET? (엔하이펜)
synopsis: when you do the tiktok trend where you slam the car door shut. warnings 🚨 fluff, skinship, kissing, petnames, and all that stuff. not proofread 👍🏻
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Sunoo (선우)
You and Sunoo just came back from a little midnight drive because neither of you could sleep. It was very romantic and sweet how the soft music was surrounding you, and Sunoo's warm hands on yours, and the dark night sky with no one around. But now, sleep was very evident in the silence surrounding the car. Both of you have grown tired from that little drive. Suddenly, you remember that tiktok you saw while you were wide awake in bed. 'Why not?' You though as you turned to the tired Sunoo who was tiredly driving you guys back home. As Sunoo put the car in park, he was on his was to open the car door for you like a gentleman but you beat him to it and got out yourself, not forgetting to close the door loudly. Sunoo stood infront of the car, frozen, seemingly wide awake now. He quickly walked up to you and culled your face in his hands. "Baby, is everything alright?" He asked softly, voice filled with concern. You nodded as you feel your facade starting to break. Sunoo pushed the stray hair away from your face and tucked behind your ear, not believing your words. "Love, are you sure? Did I say something wrong?" He asked again as a small giggle escaped you lips. "I was just joking, baby. Sorry." You explained, lazily resting your head on his chest. Sunoo sighed loudly in relief. He held you close and kissed the top of your head tenderly. "Come on. We need to sleep." He said as he pulled you closer to him and walked to your shared house
Jungwon (정원)
You and Jungwon were in the car driving to the convenient store to get some ramen as a midnight snack. While Jungwon was concentrated on driving, you were on your phone scrolling through tiktok, trying to find the video you saw this morning (you were a little distracted as Jungwons hand kept running back and forth on your thigh). When you found the video you inspected it, trying to get the details just right. Once you did, you put the phone down with a cheeky grin etched on your face, that did not get unnoticed by Jungwon. "What's with the smile, baby?" He asked, smiling himself. You quickly turned away as you said, "nothing. Just happy." Well you didn't lie either. Jungwons smile got wider as he patted you thigh. When you arrived, you both got out of the car at the same time, but with you slamming the car door shut. "Jeez, baby. You're gonna wake up the whole area." Jungwon shushed you as he walked infront of you and pulled you into a hug. "Are you alright?" He whispered in your ear before kissing your earlobe gently. You nodded, feeling butterflies swarming in your stomach. Jungwon pulled away from the hug to inspect your face. He leaned in, placing a feather kiss on your lips before looking at you with heart eyes. "You know I love you, right?" He asked, voice still low. You nodded as you wrapped your arms around his torso. "Mhm. And I also love you very much." You said back making him smile until his cheeks hurt. "Come on. Let's get some ramen." He said as you both walked into the store, hand in hand.
Ni-ki (니키)
You decided to do the prank a little differently on Ri-ki. You both were on your way to the mall to get some clothes for Ri-ki (he desperately needed you with him because your opinion matters, his words not mine). Ri-ki was waiting for you in the car as you forgot your bag inside. Ri-ki caught the sight of you coming out if the house while locking the door, and smiled fondly. As you were walking to the car, you felt Ri-ki's eyes on you, you looked up and saw him winking at you from behind the passenger seat window. You opened the car door and entered the car, then slammed the car door shut. "Holy crap, baby. That was loud." He said while chuckling. Definitely not the reaction you were expecting. "Sorry." You muttered, feeling a tad bit embarrassed. "No, you're good.... you're okay, right?" He asked, looked at you with slightly furrowed eyebrows. Your eyes shot up to his and nodded quickly. "Yes, I was just pranking you." You said simply as you watched Ri-ki's smile appear. "You're impossible." He said as he leaned in and kissed your temple gently before starting the car and making your journey to the mall.
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icy in saudi ! oliver b. x ofc (raikkonen!driver!ofc)
summary: romania ‘(a)roma’ raikkonen, now one of aston martin’s reserve and development drivers, became an f1 wag overnight after ollie turned out to be carlos sainz’s substitute for the saudi arabian grand prix.
AND she also had her personal ‘reverse harem’ aka the boys that kimi feared to have around the icegirl.
content warning: use of explicit language, establish relationship, brief mentions of kimi raikkonen, dad!kimi, f2 drivers appearance + banters, brief sexual innuendo, tweets, crack fic, 2024 saudi arabian grand prix, oc!raikkonen brother jo raikkonen (face claim: conrad laursen), kimi antonelli and ofc’s sister bantering
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2024 — ROUND 2, SAUDI ARABIAN GP
BREAKING NEWS: Ferrari driver Carlos Sainz hospitalized and underwent appendectomy. He is now replaced by reserve driver, Oliver Bearman, for this race.
SAUDI ARABIAN GP, POST-RACE
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user1 the way you called in sick as a reserve driver just to support ollie 😭😭 i want that
rooraikkonen goated ferrari driver after kimi raikkonen 🙌 liked by romaraikkonen
veracoparaikko splendid job today, ollie! liked by romaraikkonen
kimimatiasraikkonen well done, ollie 👍 liked and pinned by romaraikkonen
romaraikkonen pinning this so he can brag about it
user2 the ‘well done’ was one thing… BUT CALLING HIM OLLIE?!
user3 someone check on kimi, he’s having a stroke and calling the one guy that he despises the most by his nickname
olliebearman hehe
olliebearman love u 🙂 liked by romaraikkonen
romaraikkonen stfu lemme just appreciate ur talent pls
olliebearman ok 🙂😊
jackdoohan god what a simp 😔
theopourchaire21 let’s all pray for our fallen brother. he passed away after he suffered from ‘down baddery’
arthur_leclerc 🙏
user4 WHY ARE YALL CLOWNING OLLIE 😭😭😭 WE GET IT HES DOWN BAD BUT HE MEANS WELL
frederikvestiofficial he’s so down bad it’s actually sickening 💀
romaraikkonen i’m gonna break your ankle the next time i see you, vesti bestie
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#oliver bearman imagine#ollie bearman instagram au#ollie bearman imagine#ollie bearman fluff#ollie bearman#ob8#ob38#f1 imagine#formula one imagine#formula one smau#f1 smau#f1 fanfic#formula one x oc
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smau where the betrayal didn’t happen; fratboy! luke x poseidon! reader
a/n: i have no affiliations with these greek orgs and im def playing into the sterotypes 😭
part 2 part 3 part 4 part 5 (final)
tagged chrisr0driguez.
lukecastell4n: rush kappa sigma.
chrisr0driguez: my brother 🤞🏾
chrisr0driguez: kappa sig 🔛🔝
liked by lukecastell4n.
poseidonsfavchild: you are definitely not old enough to be drinking??
lukecastell4n: don’t be a snitch 🙄
bethchase: the first pic looks so dangerous what do y’all be doing out there
gr0verunderwood: no fr
clarisselarue: u dont wanna know beth
bethchase: oh
clarisselarue: just say ksig like the rest of us???? why r u using the frat’s whole government name 💀
silenabeauregard: i have never heard anyone call ksig KAPPA SIGMA LIKE LETS BE SO SERIOUS
charliebeck: we can’t abbreviate our frat names. we get in trouble 🙄
silenabeauregard: ok mr. sigma nu
yn_yln: my fav frat <3
lukecastell4n: kappa sig’s sweetheart 🤍
tagged lukecastell4n.
yn_yln: thanks for being the best formal dddate 🩵
lukecastell4n: dlam
lukecastell4n: did i do that right
yn_yln: LMAOOO yes i love u
silenabeauregard: him carrying u bc ur feet hurt is so real of him
clarisselarue: maybe he’s not that bad
silenabeauregard: perhaps not 🤔
chrisr0driguez: lukecastell4n you seeing this?
yn_yln: stop 😭😭😭 i promise he’s good to me
clarisselarue: he better be 🙂
liked by lukecastell4n.
poseidonsfavchild: i keep seeing alc in all ur frat and sorority posts like is this ALL YALL DO? what happened to volunteering? philanthropy?
yn_yln: we have our annual fall fundraiser coming up if u want to donate
gr0verunderwood: now why would u say that when u know he’s broke 🤨
bethchase: HELP
tagged silenabeauregard, clarisselarue, and lukecastell4n.
yn_yln: when girls night gets crazy so you gotta call your fav uber driver to take you and the girls home
thanks for the picture lena 🩷
silenabeauregard: pi phi x tridelt crossover 🏹 🔱🤍
yn_yln: my favorite angel 👼🏽
lukecastell4n: at your service 🫡
yn_yln: love ya lukey
lukecastell4n: love ya more
clarisselarue: ok after last night, i approve of the frat boy ig
yn_yln: he deserves financial compensation for our horrible drunk rendition of “linger” in the car
silenabeauregard: STOP I FORGOT ABOUT THAT 💀
charliebeck: your snap friends didnt. we got a 30 minute snap story of you guys singing it because you said the crowd deserved an “encore”
silenabeauregard: but u watched the whole thing tho? fan behavior 🥱
chrisr0driguez: would you date a frat boy
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yn_yln: chrisr0driguez say it with your chest 😭
chrisr0driguez: yn pleaseeee dont tell her it was a moment of weakness
lukecastell4n: shooters shoot 🤷🏻♂️
yn_yln: ^ what he said
#luke castellan smau#pjo smau#luke castellan x you#luke castellan blurb#luke castellan one shot#luke castellan fic#luke castellan x reader#luke castellan#luke castellan x yn#luke castellan x y/n#percy jackson#percy jackson fanfic#percy jackson smau
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KISS ME - SMAU
I APPRECIATE EVERY NOTE, COMMENT AND REBLOG!! <333
─── ・ 。゚☆: .☽ . :☆。゚. ─── ship: mattheo rddle x reader warnings: cursing disclaimer: haven't written in a while, this is my first SMAU on this account, everything on this blog is fiction ─── ・。゚☆ weirdo. :☆。゚. ───
the pictures do not represent the readers looks!!!
mattheo.riddle
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mattheo.riddle the weirdos + me
tagged ur.username, theooo.nott, enzo.berkshire, blaise.zabini, the.draco.mlfoy, pansys.panties and Tom.Riddle
ur.username like ur not a weirdo 🙄🙄
mattheo.riddle never ur level of weird tho 🤷🏻♂️🤷🏻♂️ theooo.nott LIES!!!
user.1 the last pic 👀👀
user.2 RIGHT??? LIKE user.3 they're just friends. yall are weirdos user.4 I ship it but unless they confirm something we need to respect boundaries user.2 what boundaries did i cross girlie??
user.5 im so lonelyyyyy
user.6 no cause why does everyone have these huge friend groups??? user.5 THATS WHAT IM SAYINNN
user.7 they're always onto something
user.8 🍌🍌🍌
user.9 oh to have context to any of these 🙏🙏
pansys.panties 📷??
pansys.panties not even answering is disrespectful tf pansys.panties fine imma do it myself pansys.panties for the second AND last 📷 credit to me mattheo.riddle not even giving me 2 secs to respond is crazy
theooo.nott I dont remember any of thes
blaise.zabini cause you were drunk 💀💀💀
ur.username
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ur.username this is revenge for last night 🙂🙂
tagged mattheo.riddle
mattheo.riddle boycotting the likes
mattheo.riddle this is insane
ur.username maybe you shouldn't have woken me up with a mariachi band then mattheo.riddle can't even spread joy with music anymore 😞😞 the.draco.malfoy she's gonna kill you 😊
mattheo.riddle just wait till I go to my photos
ur.username dont you dare mattheo.riddle just you wait ur.username i will kill you with my own cold hands mattheo.riddle impossible bc ur hands are weirdly warm mattheo.riddle weirdo ur.username 🔪🔪🔪
pansys.panties im lovinnnn this
pansys.panties thank you god 🙏🏼🙏🏼
pansys.panties i knew my prayers were heard
user.10 funniest shit all year
user.11 love my new pfp
user.12 why does he still look good??
Tom.Riddle lies. Tom.Riddle he never does.
mattheo.riddle
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mattheo.riddle SHE ESCAPED OFFICER!!
tagged ur.username
ur.username 2nd pic is aura
enzo.berkshire you'll NEVER be spiderman
ur.username the way I still look good
mattheo.riddle lies!!! mattheo.riddle all these lies help ur.username nah you dont get it ur.username im servingg mattheo.riddle serving psych ward ur.username 🙄🙄 ur.username u wish u could be as insane
ur.username SPIDERMAN SPIDERMAN DOES WHATEVER A SPIDER CAN SPINS A WEB ANY SIZE CATCHES BAD GUYS JUST LIKE MICE LOOK OUT HER COMES THE SPIDERMAN
mattheo.riddle lock her back in 😔😔 mattheo.riddle we've got to chain her or som
blaise.zabini is that my washing mashine??
ur.username upsi daisy
pansys.panties it's getting even better
theooo.nott wtf is wrong with these mfs
user.13 shes so real
user.14 they're so chaotic
pansys.panties
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pansys.panties truce?
tagged ur.username and mattheo.riddle
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part 2?
#writing#x reader#harry potter#slytherin x reader#slytherin#slytherin boys#slytherin boys x reader#slytherin boys x you#slytherin boys imagine#slytherin boys headcanons#mattheo riddle#mattheo x reader#mattheo x you#mattheoxreader#mattheo x y/n#mattheo fluff#mattheo riddle x reader
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