#kevin one shot

[pucksandpower]

PowerPointless

Part II

Part I

Formula 1 x Russell!Reader

Summary: you decide to throw your brother a birthday party based on the thing he loves most in the world: PowerPoint

#16 - Charles Leclerc

#18 - Lance Stroll

#20 - Kevin Magnusen

#22 - Yuki Tsunoda

#23 - Alex Albon

#24 - Zhou Guanyu

[kabishkat19]

NextGen One Shot💚

(Gwen Tennyson + Kevin Levin)

Meet the Levins; Gwen, Kevin, their son Devlin and their newest member little Letty Levin💚

Letty Levin (10 years old) an up and coming adventurer ready for a chance to use her abilities.

[5sospenguinqueen]

Kiss My Ass | Kevin Magnussen x Mercedes! Reader

Summary: On track, Kevin is your fiercest adversary. Off track, he likes to have you at his mercy (and in his heart).

Warnings: 18+ after the cut. Female oral. P in V. Unprotected sex. Female reader

Requested: Yes and no. People wanted a part 2 and I wanted to give it to them! You can read this as a standalone but part 1 - Suck My Balls - adds to the fun!

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f1 kevin magnussen receives a one-race ban. magnussen will miss the azerbaijan gp as he reaches 12 penalty points in a 12 month period

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yn_ln ha ha

→ user she’s so messy 

→ user can you blame her? he made contact with her again, which is why he got a penalty point  liked by yn_ln

haasf1team we warned him this would happen

user kevin looks so good in that photo though. his arms 🤤

→ yn_ln are we looking at the same photo? 

georgerussell63 @/mercedesamgf1 she’s being problematic online again

→ mercedesamgf1 she’s just had a pr meeting. we’re not allowed to give one again for another week 

→ yn_ln @/georgerussell63 snitch 

olliebearman sorry, kevin, but it will be nice to be back on track again

→ yn_ln and we will be delighted to have YOU

user love how yn is acting like this is the best news she’s had all year

→ yn_ln even better than my contract renewal 

mercedesamgf1 we apologise but we have taken y/n’s social media off her until baku. thank you for your understanding  liked by kevinmagnussen

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yn_ln how was everybody’s sunday? oh, mine? thank you for asking. mine was splendid

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user see what happens when kevin isn’t around  liked by yn_ln 

mercedesamgf1 we’re running out of pr presentations to show you (but we’ll let you off because you’re a RACE WINNER)

→ georgerussell63 i’ll make some

→ yn_ln i don’t like you very much sometimes 

→ georgerussell63 and comments like that will be in the presentation

→ yn_ln why can’t you just say congratulations like a normal person

alex_albon that’s my girl! stunt on these hoes

→ yn_ln my only supporter on the grid 

alexandrasaintmleux that’s my girl 🥳 so happy for you

→ charles_leclerc mon coeur, no. we’re sad. she overtook me

→ yn_ln stay sad (i’ll buy you a shot later)

user not kevin liking this. they’re so messy 

→ user they’re actually the best duo on the grid. every race i look forward to the memes they’ll create together 

landonorris i did it first 

→ yn_ln why does nobody just say congratulations anymore. i won a race! 

→ maxverstappen1 what? like it’s hard

→ landonorris seems like it has been recently 

→ yn_ln and they say i’m problematic 

user she’s such a good driver when kevin isn’t deliberately trying to crash into her 

→ yn_ln thank you. everyone else calls me crazy

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mercedesamgf1 mixed emotions in the garage after singapore. well done george on the points but a disappointing end for yn once more

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yn_ln why don’t you just rub salt in the wound further, admin. thank you. thank you very much 

→ georgerussell63 points points points

→ georgerussell63 why have i just had notification from hr that you made a formal complaint about me?

→ yn_ln you know why

user i swear he has it out for her at this point 

user i acc fear our girl over these next 6 races. kevin has no penalty points and no seat next year 

user how to tell kevin is back on track

user it’s giving school boy crush. pull her hair to get her to notice you

→ user they just race each other hard. they’re both stubborn and yn gives as good as she gets. they both turned into each other 

haasf1team oops? 

→ yn_ln you and your driver are on my list 

→ landonorris don’t worry. it doesn’t take up much time. i’ve been on it since 2019 

yn_ln @/georgerussell63 stop liking posts about my dnf’s this season. i keep getting notifs 

18+ !!!!

Goosebumps rippled across your bare back as his breath tickled your shoulders. He sucked a spot under your shoulder blade, watching as the skin reddened. The material of his shirt caressed your skin as he trailed kisses down your spine.

“You’ve got too many clothes on,” you chastised, rolling your shoulders back when his beard tickled your lower back. He pressed a kiss to the two divots there, pressing his thumbs in them after and marvelling at how well they fit. Like you were made for him.

“Patience, lille kriger.” Kevin whispered against your skin. His hands reached for your hips, pulling your bottom half higher. “What was it you said after your Baku win? Kevin Magnussen can…”

“...kiss my ass,” you panted, body tense in anticipation. The sheets rustled as he shuffled down the bed. His lips pressed against your left buttock before a sharp sensation zapped up your spine. You wriggled away from him, rewarding his antics with the sight of your cheeks jiggling.

“Did you just bite me?”

His hands wrapped around your ankles, yanking you back down towards him. The suddenness of the movement had your arms collapsing beneath you; your body and face landing on the mattress with a bounce.

“I didn’t say you could leave.” He took a moment to admire the reddening bite mark on your cheek. “You do have a spectacular arse.”

You turned your head to look at him but he had already ducked between your thighs. Your breath hitched when he pressed a kiss to your inner thigh. His cool breath hit your wetness when he laughed at you. His beard tickled your thighs when you attempted to close them around his head. His hands forced them apart.

“Behave yourself,” he warned.

“Or what?” You said, aiming for bravado. Unfortunately, the breathy tone in which it was said ruined that.

“Or I won’t do this.”

His tongue pressed against your slit, lapping at the wetness pooled between your thighs. He flattened his tongue, dragging it up towards your sensitive bud. A strangled gasp tore from your mouth at the unexpected contact. Kevin traced circles on your clit, suckling gently and taking pride in the way you bucked against him. Your hands twisted into the sheets, fighting to stop the moans from spilling out of you. Refusing to concede to him, to let him know how much he was affecting you.

“Come on, min skat. Let me hear you,” he grumbled against you, tongue dipping between your folds as he feasted. Your thighs burned from where his beard rubbed against them.

Kevin sank a finger inside your heat. You writhed against the sheets, breath coming out in pants but refused to make a noise. Spurred by your silence, the Haas driver added another finger, curling them in the way he knew you liked. Your back arched off the bed, a curse leaving your lips. Kevin didn’t boast about his victory, just continued to ravage you like a man starved. If there was one thing that could erase the sting of a DNF, it was the way you cried his name as you approached the edge. Teetering on the precipice, your eyes snapped open when cold air hit you. His eyes twinkled as he sucked his fingers clean, aware of what he had denied you.

“You robbed me of a podium. Again. And now you’re denying me an orgasm.”

A cheeky grin took over his face as he clambered off the bed, taking in the sight before him. You lay completely bare, ready for him to take as he pleased. Turning on your back, you propped yourself up on your elbows. A small pout formed on your bruised and swollen lips.

“Take it off,” you demanded.

“As you wish.”

In one quick movement, Kevin whipped his t-shirt off, dropping it on the pile of your clothes at his feet. Your eyes roamed the broad expanse of his chest, lingering on his tattoo and trailing down to the strained fabric of his jeans.

“And those.”

“You’re bossy when you’re waiting to be satisfied.”

“You’ve not proven you can satisfy me yet.”

His eyes narrowed at you, even as his hands moved towards his belt. You arched your brow, feigning a picture of boredom. The rapid rise and fall of your naked chest gave away just how eager you were to watch him fully disrobe. Once he was bare, you shuffled to the end of the bed and pushed up onto your knees. Your arms wound around his neck, pressing your lips to his. You nibbled on his bottom lip, revelling in the moan he let out when your tongue brushed against his.

You managed to spin the two of you, pushing him down so that he was seated on the edge of the bed. Climbing into his lap, you connected your lips again, trailing down to the underside of his jaw. Sinking down on him, both of you moaned at the feeling of your slick walls enveloping him. His hands came up to grasp your hips but he didn’t move you, allowing you to adjust to his size. Your eyes fluttered shut before your hips began to rock back and forth.

“For a man so inadequate on track,” you started, voice husky. “you don’t do a bad job between the sheets.”

Before he could reply, you raised your hips before dropping back down on him abruptly. The air was knocked out of him and a strangled grunt spilled past his lips when you repeated the harsh action.

“Fuck.” His grip on you tightened, fingers digging in. “You turned into me. If I didn’t know better, I’d say you wanted my attention.”

He sucked in a harsh breath when your nails dug into him. Your pace never faltered. Your breasts bounced as you rode him. Kevin leaned forward, taking one in his mouth. His tongue flicked across your nipple.

“You talk a lot of shit for a man who’s never won a race.”

A yelp tore from you when his teeth clamped down around your nipple, and the rhythm of your hips stuttered.

“Almost there. Come on. Just a little longer for me, love.” Kevin begged.

Your hips stilled immediately, denying yourself the pleasure you’d been chasing. It was worth it for the look on Kevin’s face.

“What did you say earlier about me not being that good?”

Humour replaced the confusion on his face as he realised that you were punishing him for his harsh words during the post-race interviews. Triumph was written across your face and he couldn't wait to wipe it off. He pulled you to his chest, arms tight around your back and flipped the pair of you. You bounced slightly, head landing on the plush pillow. Gripping both your wrists in his hand, he pinned your arms above your head. You looked up at him with wide eyes, struggling against his hold.

“Feel this?” Kevin whispered, pressing himself against your thigh. “You know just how good you are.”

With his free hand, he guided himself in you, inch by inch. He didn’t allow you to adjust to the new position before thrusting into you, slow and deep. An intimate pace to contrast your previously frantic one. He lifted your leg, bringing it to rest above his hip, allowing him to hit that spot deep inside you. You cried out, hands sliding into Kevin’s hair and pulling him close. He allowed himself to fall against you, pressing you into the mattress.

“This okay?”

”Yeah.”

His head fell to the crook of your neck, beard tickling your skin. Whispers filled the space between you.

”Good girl. You’re taking me so well.”

He continued his slow pace, each thrust hitting deep inside you. Your stomach bulged from the thickness of him bruising your walls.

“Look how beautiful you are wrapped around me.”

Soft moans and sighs filled his ear, the melody of your pleasure. A loud groan tore from Kevin’s throat when he felt you clench around him.

“You gonna cum for me, sweetheart?”

He picked up his pace slightly, hand reaching up to palm your breast. His thumb brushed over your nipple as you barrelled towards your end. Your back arched off the bed, breasts brushing his bare chest as you came with a cry of his name. The feeling of your warmth hugging him tight pushed Kevin over the edge. With one harsh thrust, his teeth sank into your shoulder as he spilled himself inside you.

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Head resting on his chest, you listened as his heart rate doubled in pace. His arms tightened around you, pulling you closer into his side as if he feared you would run from him. Even if your legs weren’t shaking, you’re not sure you’d want to.

“I told you we’d do this again.” Kevin murmured, pressing a kiss to the top of your head.

“I don’t know why you sound so proud of that.”

“Maybe I like doing this with you.”

“Yes, well I like winning races but we can’t all get what we want.” There was no bite to your comment, only friendly teasing.

Kevin’s fingers traced patterns along your thigh, relaxing your body. Your eyes drifted closed, a soft hum coming from you. He sensed your sleepiness, wondering if approaching the topic in your content state would be easier.

“Would you still do this with me if you weren’t angry at me?”

“Huh?”

“This started as hate sex, right? But, what if there wasn’t any hate in it. I don’t mean to run you off the track. You just seem to be there when things go wrong.”

“So it’s my fault?”

“No, no, no. That’s not what I meant. I mean, you are distracting but… I want to spend time with you. Outside of this room. Outside of the track.”

Silence filled the room. His heart pounded so hard in his chest that you had to move away; the sound echoing in your head. At your movement, his arms went slack around you, preparing himself for the rejection.

“I’m still mad at you…” you started, feeling bad when his face fell, “…but, I’ll let you take me out for breakfast and we’ll see how it goes.”

The only response you had was a blinding smile, your back being pressed into the mattress once more.

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kevinmagnussen jeg elsker dig (yes, we get along when we’re away from the paddock)

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yn_ln i love you too (but we only get along when you’re kissing my ass, not talking shit) 

yn_ln yes, ladies, the rumours are true. so just remember those arms belong to me now when you’re thirsting about them online. i see you

→ user oh god. she’s turned the energy she reserves for hating on k mag onto us

→ yn_ln no, he still gets it as well

alexandrasaintmleux okay but these are quite cute 

georgerussell63 crikey. i’m not sure the two of you pairing up is a good idea

→ yn_ln jiminy crickets! i’m not sure you commenting on my life all the time is a good idea

→ georgerussell63 you still mad about the powerpoint? 

→ kevinmagnussen she’s complained about it twice in the past hour 

landonorris did you let kevin stand in front so that he would look taller? 

→ kevinmagnussen new target acquired

→ landonorris shit

→ haasf1team kevin, no

mercedesamgf1 i think the pr team might’ve liked a heads up

→ kevinmagnussen i was told she wasn’t talking to them 

hulkhulkenberg finally. i was getting fed up of hearing you talk about her 

→ kevinmagnussen shut up, mate 

→ alex_albon she talked about him too

→ yn_ln alex! 

→ alex_albon i’m sorry but i’ve been waiting for you to admit this for months. i’m just happy that you’re happy 

user i knew that the pic in her spanish gp dump was kevin!

Bonus

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haasf1team cooling off 🧊

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yn_ln be right back. making this my lock screen

yn_ln take this down. i can’t have other people catching onto what i’ve known all along! 

user is he looking at hulk or yn in that first pic? 

→ haasf1team y/n. they shared

→ hulkhulkenberg i was kicked out

→ yn_ln i told merc to let you use mine!

→ user can’t be an ice bath when they’re both in there 🥵

user i don’t blame y/n actually. i’d let him ram me off the track if he looked like that 

→ yn_ln didn’t really have a choice in the matter, love

user kevin magnussen. i was not familiar with you in that way 

→ yn_ln now make yourself unfamiliar 

user y/n wasn’t joking when she threatened us on kevin’s relationship post

→ user girly is fighting these comments so fast

→ yn_ln back, i tell you 🤺 back

kevinmagnussen @/mercedesamgf1 she escaped again

→ mercedesamgf1 thank you. we’ll be revoking her social media rights again

→ yn_ln but you’re still a traitor

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@steamy-smokey @1800-love-me @suckerforoldermen @dying-inside-but-its-classy

[floretissogay]

"it's easier to remain heterosexual" is it true though? are you heterosexual, kevin? did you never see jean look at you? did you say that because you know the price he paid? or did you ever look back his way and then pay the price? did you lie to him? did you lie to save him? did you lie to yourself?

[dilucpainsme]

Break the cycle (Phainon/Kevin x reader)

So this is my first time writting for HSR, I'm not totally caught up on the lore for this world so if there are any mistakes this isn't canon so deal with it. The Hi3rd lore is also tied into this so if you don't understand it, its not that important so like oh well. ANyway if you want a more in depth one shot of one the lives request it in my inbox. or if u have an au for another life let me know lol ANy who im very rusty on my nsfw so dont come for me.

Tags: Slight NSFW, Death, Blood, Death, Hurt no comfort, slight gore??

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Every Chryso’s heir has a flaw; everyone knew that. Whether it be losing you’re humanity, being lethal to others, or being unkillable. There was always something that you had to give up. (Y/n)’s felt like it was her sanity, but in reality, she was cursed to always relive her past lives in some way or another. She swore she wouldn’t let it happen again. Or at least that’s what she told herself. Once she entered the Holy City, it felt like her life was shifting. The familiar feeling of his presence was around. “Oh, that’s Phainon over there! Hey! Snowy!!” The man turned and waved, his eyes meeting with (Y/n)’s. She felt her heart stop the moment she made eye contact with him. The bright blue gaze that she had seen many times before was accompanied by the just as bright white hair. The way it complemented his stunning eyes. “Kevin?” She whispered, standing there with Tribbe.

It couldn’t be. This can’t be happening again.

The man approached the two of them, smiling all the while. That charming smile that she missed so badly. Yet she could’ve gone her entire life without seeing again, knowing the fate that was now bound to happen. “I’m Phainon, and you are?” He sounded exactly the same. How? How is this man Kevin, but also not? Was the universe being so cruel to her this time?

She refused to let this happen again. She would stop the cycle from going on. (Y/n) Decided then and there that she would avoid this man and make him hate her. “None of your concern.” Her expression changed from confused to disgusted. She saw him retract the hand he was holding to her. The female watched as his brows furrowed, and he seemed utterly lost. She just walked past him, Tribbe following after the female hurriedly.

Phainon just stood there, very unsure of what had happened. “Do you know her perhaps?” Algaea asked as she approached the man, watching the two interact just mere seconds ago. “I don’t think so?” He turned to see her walking along with the young girl. Smiling at her words, but as soon as her gaze met his again, she glared. She glared.

“It appears she must not like you.”

“Well, you don’t say.”

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Everywhere she looked, she saw him. Kevin-Or damn it was Phainon here. He was always where she wanted to be, and when he spotted her, it was like a puppy running up to their owner.

“(Y/n)! How are you today? The weather is lovely, isn’t it?”

“(Y/n), do you have any plans today?”

“Would you like me to show you around?”

“Have dinner with me, perhaps?”

“Tell me about yourself?”

Every. Single. Time.

She was about to be fed up with it. Why did the man want to befriend her so badly? (Y/n) was becoming irritated with him in this life. He was always so persistent in the other ones, too. So she shouldn’t be shocked he was here as well. So when she was in the market today and he approached her, there wasn’t much she could do this time. “(Y/n)! How are you liking it here so far? It’s pretty great, right?”

“It’s nice,” She rolled her eyes, walking away from him, but the man was too stubborn, and she heard his boots clicking against the stone pavement as she walked. “Have you had the chance to enjoy the warm baths yet?” She didn’t respond. The female didn’t want to go on talking with him; she just wanted to enjoy her day and then go to sleep later, but he just wouldn’t stop talking. (Y/n) did love his voice, though; it was one thing about him that made her fall hard. He could talk for hours on end, and she would just listen. Yet the fate that was ahead caused her to snap out of her daydreaming. “I had a question for you!”

“What is it now?” She groaned and stopped, turning to look towards him. Basket in her hands. It had a few things in it: some fruit, wine, and fabric.

“I heard you tell Castorice that she could call you (N/n) as a nickname! Mind if I use it?” Hearing that name come out of his mouth gave her flashbacks. So many. All at once. The way he would laugh it, kiss her so sweetly right before saying it, the feeling made her sick. After all, it was him who started calling her that.

“Don’t ever call me that.” Her brows furrowed, and her (e/c) eyes glared into his disgustly beautiful blue ones. She turned on her heel and quickly stormed away, trying so hard to fight the tears that begged to spill out.

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The first time she met Kevin, they were both attending school, and the only reason he even talked to her in the first place was because of Mei. He had his sights set on her best friend, but after Mei told him she wasn’t interested, he kept talking to (N/n). Asking for advice as to how he could gain Mei’s affection, but over time, he fell for (Y/n) instead.

And he fell hard, too.

It was the small things about her that made him swoon. How she cared so much for her friends, and she knew so much about the most important people in her life. After that, it was her smile, and how infectious it was to others. If she smiled, then everyone around her would as well. Her laugh felt like a siren's song to him. She had the most gorgeous laugh he had ever heard. It was–He couldn’t even say everything he liked about her, he loved about her.

It truly didn’t take her long to feel the same way, but both of them were too scared to ruin what they already had. So close, yet so far from what they really wanted. Even so, the two spent every free second they had together. (Y/n) always finding him first. Asking him what he was doing after school, or what he was doing later that weekend. It was usually so she could drag him into some sort of hangout she planned. To their friend group, they were already dating. Mei saying it was only a matter of time before the two became official.

“You like her, don’t you?” Su asked the simple question, but it held so much meaning behind it. “What?” Kevin glanced at his friend. “The way you two are together, it's clear you both have feelings for one another. You should ask her out.”

“I don’t think she likes me like that, Su, I mean (Y/n) is so-” He was at a loss for words. He couldn’t even describe her. Su gave Kevin a look. “You should do it. Today.”

But that same day, as school was ending, the third Honkai eruption had begun. He tried his best to get to the girl before anything could happen. He would drag her away. Both he and Mei were searching for her, but it was too late. He watched as (Y/n) was killed by a Honkai beast, Mei, trying to drag him away. The creature tearing her apart as she was defenseless. Their eyes met for the very last time. “(N/n)!!”

“Kev-” She didn’t finish her words before Mei dragged him inside.

That was the first time she meant Kevin.

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“Coreflame?”

“Yes, if we kill this Titan, Phainon would be the one to obtain this Coreflame.”

“A Demigod,” (Y/n) spoke, staring at the stars surrounding them, the sigils in the sky. “We’re a long way from that, though. We still don’t even know where they are hiding out,” She nodded her head at Aglaea’s words. Would his fighting the titan get one of them killed in this life? Something inside of her told her yes, it would be. Yet even as she tried to show the man how much she disliked him, he didn’t care.

He was persistent. As she had already figured out.

As she was leaving with Aglaea, he just happened to be at the exit, smiling. “Phainon,” the blonde greeted and walked away, giving the two of them some space. (Y/n) wanted to follow, but she felt a hand on her arm.

“Let go of me.” She wasn’t asking, she was telling him.

“I want to talk, come on. " She stared blankly at him, trying her best to seem menacing so he would leave her alone. It clearly wasn’t working as he held his sheepish smile, and kept his gaze focused on her. The female sighed loudly and caved.

“Fine,” Phainon did a small cheer, and he released his hold on her. The man cleared his throat and confidently flashed her another smile before asking his question. “Did I do something to offend you, (Y/n)?” She frowned as her name left his mouth. It did something to her, pulling at the strings in her heart. She missed him saying her name.

“No,”

“I must have done something to you then. You seem to avoid me like the black tide, and I can’t understand why. If I can fix it, please inform me how to.” She looked at him with a strange emotion of pain in her eyes. Like she wanted to tell him something, but she couldn’t. He almost saw the tears that begged to escape her lower lashes, but she wiped her face before speaking.

“I wish you could fix it, but—” She paused. “You can’t. It’s something with me, not you. Just please stay away from me.” The girl pushed past the man, quickly running away. She couldn’t face him, and cry, because then he would console her. Because Phainon was like that. He was kind and would do something like that for people, even if she was an ass to him; and surely if he did that to her the girl would cave even more.

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The second time she meant him was when she joined MOTH. She was recruited by Elysia, and how could she say no to her? That woman was convincing. So the first time she stepped foot into the place, her eyes met with Kevin's, and his with hers. Something between them clicked like always. He was entranced by her, and she by him. Elysia thought they would get along very well, especially with the fire she could sense between them, but…

They fought. All the time.

At least in front of everyone else. Bickering back and forth, both of them stressed over the constant war hanging over their heads. Arguing over what to do next because the girl was stubborn and hated to be bossed around. Especially when it was Kevin telling her what to do.

But behind closed doors, it was a different story. They didn’t fight. The two of them got along just fine. Maybe that’s because for a minute it didn’t seem like the world was in their hands. They could just be dumb young adults. Two people who were trying to figure themselves out. Falling asleep in each other's beds, cuddling up to one another. It was sweet, and nobody really knew that they were like this.

It gave the girl some hope that maybe this would all come to an end, and they could live out their lives together somewhere in the world. She truly felt that she could fall in love with him. Yet she was terrified that if they did more than just talk and cuddle, it would affect their mission.

He changed that one night.

“(Y/n),” She was lying her head on his chest, almost about to fall asleep. It had been a long, grueling day; she almost lost him on the battlefield to the 6th Herrscher, but everyone turned out fine. Even if they fought horribly with each other after that. “What, Kev?” The female opened her eyes a little and lazily looked up at him. His bright blue eyes sent a chill down her spine.

He stared at her for a long time. “Kevin, what?” She laughed a little, a nervous tone underneath it. He leaned down a bit and pressed a kiss against her lips. He couldn’t help it. He wanted her, he needed her, he loved her. After today, a world without her would be too cruel for him to bare.

She was truly not expecting that to happen. A lecture from him? Maybe but. Of course, the female kissed back, their bodies fumbling a little as she moved herself on top of him, their lips never parting once.

She could go on like this, as long as she had him.

And it was like that for a while, but then the seventh Herrscher attacked, and they couldn’t fight her off as humans. They were no match for a god of her strength. It took a lot out of everyone and toll their relationship. Kevin was beyond his normal stressed-out self. He was angry and snappy, and she felt herself losing the person she loved.

It got even worse when Mobius and Mei proposed using the MANTIS experiment. And then Kevin offered to be the first subject.

“There is no way in hell that you are going to do that!”

“Someone needs to be the test subject and I–”

“You have no idea what could happen! You have no clue what that could do to you!” (Y/n) turned to glare at her lover, her face full of worry and concern for Kevin. Even though she bickered with him all the time and wanted nothing more than to slap some sense into him right now, she loved him. He kept her going. (Y/n) couldn’t bare the thought of a world without him. She wouldn’t make it.

“We need to defeat the 7th Herrscher, and if we don’t, we will all die.”

“You defeated the 6th one just fine if we try harder-”

“(Y/n) we can’t. We’ve tried. You don’t get a say in what I do.”

“Kevin, we may not agree on everything, but this—” She didn’t realize how close she had gotten to the man or how the two of them were yelling at each other. “I love you. Please, don’t do this.”

He sighed and closed his eyes, hiding the icy blue spheres that held his feelings. “We don’t have a choice (N/n).”

Even after she begged him not to, he went through with it. Although he came out fine and defeated the 7th Herrscher, there was one more problem. He couldn’t be near any humans. If he even tried to get near her, it would hurt her, and she wouldn’t be able to withstand it. Kevin was so cold, not just emotionally but physically. She begged Mobius to use the MANTIS experiment on her, but Elysia and Kevin both told her she wasn’t allowed to. It made her angry, if she wasn’t human, then she could be near him again and–But the man said he didn’t want that fate for her. He didn’t know what it would do to her.

Though they kept fighting the honkai, Kevin became one of their strongest fighters. He was a soldier. He defeated Herrscher after Herrscher with no problem until the 12th came into play. It was nearly impossible to predict the damage that would come from her.

(Y/n), being the way she was thought that she could stop the damn thing from hurting someone else. She shoved one of her comrades out of the way and took the blow that sealed her fate. Kevin scurried over to her, not caring about the surrounding Honkai. They didn’t have much time, he needed to stun the god and get everyone else to the cryo pods and–He didn’t care about that right now as (Y/n) lay in his arms, bleeding, smiling at him. “Hey, look at that, you finally got to touch me again!”

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“What are the three of you up to now?” (Y/n) had her hands on her hips as she watched the triplets hide something behind their backs. “Nothing…nothing at all.”

She eyed them a bit longer, hoping to scare the answer out of them, but luckily, Mydei came to their defense. “I’m having the girls do me a favor.” She smiled at the large man, and then the girls took that as their chance to run off. “We have to hurry up! Trianne, come on!” Tribios grabbed the girl, and they quickly scurried down the steps.

“So what secret task are you having them do?” While avoiding Phainon, Mydei and (Y/n) had become pretty good friends. It truly wasn’t her intention to befriend someone else, but the man had approached her, wanting to become friends. Odd sure. But who was she to say no to him? He was a prince after all. “Don’t worry about it,” He crossed his arms and looked at the female up and down. “Where are you heading?” She was dressed in something different from her usual attire. Something he took notice of very quickly.

“The baths.” He nodded his head. “Want me to come along?” She put her hand on her chest and dramatically gasped.

“The crowned Prince Mydei wants to spend time with little old me?”

“Maybe not if you keep acting like that,” She laughed a little, covering her smile.

“Fine, fine, yeah, I don’t mind if you tag along.” Phanion was there, around the corner, listening. He didn’t mean to, but he was avoiding her like she was him. If the girl didn’t want him around that much, then fine, he would stay out of her way. Of course, that didn’t mean he wasn’t concerned about her. She was hiding something, and he didn’t know what. From the moment she entered the city, she was a pure mystery to him.

It bugged him so much, and all because something about her drew him in. The way she laughed so carelessly with her friends or her smile. It was so infectious. It was all so; he couldn’t place it. Phainon wanted to be friends with her, so he sent Mydei in to see if she would confess why she hated him so much. Yet the man was straying from the task and befriended her instead, and he thought the girl was falling for the prince. It didn’t bother him, or at least that's what he kept telling himself.

So what if the Chyrso Heir didn’t like him? He would just figure out why and move on. Right?

Wrong, he was so very wrong as he watched the girl walk off with Mydei, laughing happily as she elbowed him a little.

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The third time she ran into Kevin, they were on opposing teams. She had worked with him for some time, and then she saw how mad he was getting. Maybe from the grief of Mei dying all those years ago, but eventually she left his cause, and she found herself at St. Freya's with Kiana, going through a wild journey with her. They became like sisters. (Y/n) felt like she was the older sister constantly doting on her, and making sure she was listening to Himeko. Even after everything the girl went through, she still stood by her side, ready to help her fight.

Even if she found herself on the opposite side of the battlefield, trying to stop Kevin from going through with Project Stigma. It was no use, though; he was already too far gone. Worse than she remembered.

She aided Kiana in the battle. Fighting just as hard, watching her friend succeed in her goal to stop him. Of course, fate was so cruel to her, like always– she didn’t make it to the end, and both she and Kevin died in the fight. (Y/n) wished it were different. The girl knew he thought differently from her; he always did since the first time they met at MOTH. The last thing she saw before closing her eyes in that life was Kiana shaking her, begging her to wake up. “I’m going to see Himeko now, okay, Kiana?” Her eyes glanced over to Kevin’s corpse, smiling a little. She would see him too.

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“Mydei!” (Y/n) laughed as the man splashed some water at her. He wasn’t usually this playful, but today, he seemed to be in a good mood. The two of them were getting closer every day; she really thought this time it would be different. She was going to break the cycle. Even if every time Phainon looked at her, she felt her heart twinge. “Stop!” The girl laughed once more, trying to block her face from getting water on it.

“Mind if I join?” That familiar voice made her smile fade, and she turned to see the snowy white hair. “I don’t care,” Mydei replied, the small smile he had disappearing as well.

“It’s rare to see you act so childish, Mydei.” He just rolled his eyes and muttered ‘HKS’ at Phanion. It was true, though, the man never acted too childish around anyone, well, not that she knew of. (Y/n) sat back down and gently tapped the warm water with her fingers, trying to avoid the stare that was settling on her.

“So (Y/n), we haven’t spoken in a while. How are you adjusting in the Holy City? Are you finally used to the moon not being here?”

“I suppose.” She kept her gaze on the water. “More time for practicing combat, isn’t that right, (N/n)?” Mydei said.

“I don’t need to practice like you.” She teased.

“What weapon do you use?” Phainon’s voice cut through their playful banter that was just starting.

“A sword, nothing fancy.” She turned her attention from Mydei to Phainon. She supposed talking to him wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world. If she was going to stay here for a long time, she might as well become somewhat civil with the other Chryso Heir. Plus, the girl was already very fond of the blonde next to her, so if she were to become friends with Phainon, it wouldn’t be so bad, right?

“Maybe we should spare some time, I would love to have another friendly competition with someone other than Mydei.”

“Sure,” the smile that grew on his face made her smile right back at him. She loved seeing that smile, but she hated to admit it. It made her feel some sort of comfort she couldn’t place. Maybe knowing he was alive made her heart throb.

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The fourth time their paths crossed might have been her favourite. “Hi, welcome to Mantis cafe. What can I get you?” Her voice was monotone and laced with boredom until she looked up. The cutest boy she had ever seen was right in front of her, and oh my god–His eyes were such a gorgeous blue, and the white hair that was in his eyes made them pop even more. She felt her face get red, and she quickly looked back down at the POS screen. “I’m not sure, can you suggest something that has a lot of caffeine? I have a test I’m cramming for, and sorry I’m talking way too much.”

“Oh, uhm, you’re fine. Yeah, I’ll just put in a blonde roast for you; it's pretty strong.” She smiled at him, and he gave her the same one in return.

After that, he came into the coffee shop every day, and they had become pretty good friends, and somehow he just happened to know when she was on her break. It totally wasn’t Elysia who told him. So they got to chatting, and he was so smart. Otherworldly smart. He knew so much about science and physics. He was majoring in some sort of science thing she couldn’t understand, but she loved it when he went on and on about it. His voice made her all giddy.

Then one day, “Can I ask you something?” She was on her break, and they were sitting outside the cafe. The weather was lovely for once, and she needed some sun after being cooped up in the stuffy coffee shop all day long. Yeah, what’s up?” She glanced up from her phone.

“Do you wanna go out with me?”

“Huh?!” Her face turned a bright shade of red, and her eyes widened. Him. Kevin. Wanted to go out with her? She thought it was a joke for a second, like for real? Her? She was a mess all of the time and smelled like coffee. The girl always had stains on her clothes. She could never do her makeup right, and her hair looked like she had never brushed it. Although in her defense, it just got like that throughout the day. A lot of time must have passed because when he spoke again, he looked defeated.

“It’s okay to say no,” He scratched the back of his head awkwardly. “No! I mean, yes! Yeah, I want to go out with you, I just-”

“Good! I really don’t like coffee, so I was getting worried I was coming for nothing.” She laughed really hard at that. The fact that only reason he would come to this overpriced cafe was to see her every day. It did make the female feel special. Only a little.

Within the next few months, they had become official. They went out on dates and spent time together when they could. She was always working mornings, and he was in school most days, but when they had time, they were at each other's houses.

“You know, it would be easier to see you more if you just moved in.”

She whipped her head around to look at him. “Kevin!”

“What?” He laughed. “We’ve only been together three months!”

“And?”

“And I see you every single day!”

“Yea,h but think about waking up next to me after a very long night of–”

“Kevin!!”

That’s how she was moving in weeks later. Elysia and Mei were teasing her relentlessly about it. Things were good. They were really good. They were going steady for over a year and were finally celebrating their anniversary. Kevin had planned this whole big date for the two of them. A fancy dinner, a night under the stars, a moonlit walk. Super cheesy stuff, and she was living for it. But… “It’s storming pretty bad, should we cancel?” (Y/n) looked out the window, her eyes worried at the road’s condition. “It’s just some rain, (N/n), it’ll be fine.” He didn’t sound too concerned, so she trusted his judgement

The man had never been wrong before, so he was right, and it would be fine but…

It wasn’t fine. It was far from it. Somehow, when they were driving, someone crashed into them, causing two other cars to crash as well. It all happened so quickly, and she didn’t realize what was going on until she looked over and saw her lover covered in blood. As much as she tried to get to him, she couldn’t. Her vision was fading in and out, blood dripping into her eyesight, not helping her already fading sight. “Kevin-” He wasn’t breathing, and soon she wouldn’t be either.

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She was laughing. With Phainon. Happily. It didn’t even connect in her brain that they were friends now. So much had happened recently. Some travelers from beyond came, and they were helping them in so many ways, and now they could find Nikador and defeat him. Phainon was so close to getting what he wanted, and she was so happy for him, overjoyed in fact. “That’s such a dumb joke, Phai,” She nudged him a little, and rested her back against the wall. They were relaxing outside after spending some time in the shops earlier.

It had been so crazy lately, so she was happy just to get a second to breathe. After a few weeks ago in the baths, she wanted to give him a chance to be friends. He weasled his way back into her heart, and she couldn’t not be friends with him. Instantly, once they got along, it was magnetic.

They clicked. She knew they would, they always did. “You love my humor,” He said.

“Maybe, or maybe I just laugh so your ego won’t hurt,”

“Ouch, that one stung.” (Y/n) just shook her head, smiling. They were quiet for a long while. The comforting silence between them.

After some time had passed, she finally spoke. “Are you ready to finally get the Core Flame?” Her voice was less playful, and she looked at the never-changing sky. “I suppose,”

“Haven’t you been waiting you’re whole life for this?”

“Maybe, but I think Mydei should have it, or even you.” She glanced up at him. “You deserve this. Nikador is your battle to fight. Of course, we’ll help, but you should deliver the final blow.”

“I-” He paused. “You think so, (N/n)?” The female reached down and grabbed his hand and gave it a light squeeze. “Absolutely, Phai.” He turned to stare at her, his soft expression making her melt. She loved him. In every life, she couldn’t help but love him. It was consuming in a way that nothing else felt. If this were all they could be in life, she would be okay with that. As long as they both lived. She could go on this way.

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The fifth time they meant was pure accident in her opinion. She was out with Elysia and Mei at a club when a guy accidentally spilled his drink on her. “Hey! Watch out!” As she was very angrily trying to wipe away the red drink that was all over her new dress, she looked up and saw the very handsome man who spilled said drink on her. Then suddenly all was forgiven, and they were chatting the entire night away. He was interesting, that was for sure. He was some guy who worked for the MOTH science lab downtown.

Honestly, the girl had no clue what he was talking about. She was drunk by this point and needed to get home. The whole night was a blur, and somehow, she had gotten home with Kevin wrapped around her. All she can recall is that the snowy-haired man was in her bed, and their clothes were tossed everywhere in her room.

From there, a one-night stand turned into three years of a situation-ship. Never confirming if they were together, but not correcting anyone if the person said the two of them were dating. She truly liked him, but (Y/n) was too scared to ask. She really just went along with whatever he wanted. Kevin was boyfriend-ish with her. Cuddling her when the two of them were alone, or buying her gifts randomly. Especially when there was an occasion to buy said gift on. Christmas was always a fun time for her.

“You should just move in together at this point (N/n),” Elysia said as she was going through the women's closets. Kevin asked her to come over, and he said, ‘Wear something cute.’ So she called Ellie over here to help her. “I don’t think he sees me that way, Elys.”

“I don’t know the way he talks about you; it's like he is gushing over a girlfriend,” The pinkette giggled and turned her attention back, digging through her friend's closet.

Then, later that same day, she made her way over to Kevin’s house. To be fair, this life’s death was a crazy accident as well. The building he was staying in caught on fire, and the man died, not being able to escape, but he made sure she got out just fine. He would be damned if the girl he loved didn’t get out of this stupid place alive. It was his fault she was here after all. So as he shoved her out of the building, he very sweetly mumbled something to her.

“I love you (N/n),”

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(Y/n) made ripples in the water as she stared at her own reflection. Phainon had been spending more and more time with her. It was pushing the line of friends. The number of times she found herself wanting more than just long hugs and late ‘night’ talks. The girl could also tell he wanted more too, the way he was hesitant to leave her room, or how he would stare at her after the long hug they would share. She was devastated and couldn’t bring herself to give in. As much as she wanted, it wouldn’t be good.

Suddenly, the water rippled more than she was expecting from her movements, and the water sloshed. She looked up and saw Phainon getting in with her. “Hey (N/n),” he smiled, and god, he smiled that sweet, enchanting smile of his.

“Hi Phai,” she greeted him back, and her eyes went to the water again. “You’re avoiding me again,” he laughed, but she could tell that he was worried. Of course, he was. They were making progress, and she felt like she knew him her entire life—because, in a way, she had.

“I am not,”

“Come on, tell me what's wrong.” She closed her eyes and sighed. If only it were that easy to explain to him. If (Y/n) could tell him all about the cruel past that she had to relive every time she closed her eyes. “I’m just-” She paused and looked up at him, her facial expression somber. “I’m worried about the battle with Nikador, I mean, how do we even stop him, ya know?”

“Now are you doubting my fighting abilities (Y/n)?” He laughed a little, but seeing that joke didn’t change her sour expression, he sighed. He removed his arm from her shoulder and grabbed the hand that was playing in the water. “What is really bugging you?”

“If I say what I want to, it’ll change everything,” She sighed and thumbed over the top of his hand. Her eyes focused on their intertwined fingers that were in the water. She felt him tense a little as the words left her mouth. Fuck. She was being cryptic and he–

“What if it doesn’t?”

(Y/n) lifted her head up to meet his gaze, his stare so intense and full of something, hope maybe. “I doubt that, Phainon.”

“I don’t think it will because, (N/n), I like you.” Her heart tightened in her chest. No, not again, please. “There's this thing about you I can’t place. I’m drawn to you and I have no idea why, well I do but–” He laughed and paused for a minute. “You’re the most caring person I know, I see how you take care of you’re friends and how much you worry for them. You are extremely witty and funny, and then you have this smile. It’s infectious to others. If you smile, then everyone around you will as well. Plus, on top of that, you have this laugh, and every time I get to hear it, I feel so lucky.” He paused, now both of his hands held hers, and he didn’t move his gaze from the girl.

If anything, it grew more intense, and she couldn’t look away. How could she when he was staring at her like that? Again. “There's so much more about you, I want to be more than this.” It’s happening. If he were to be with her, she would surely get him killed again. She couldn’t do it anymore. If she had to live through one more life where one of them would die. Her heart hurt so bad, more than it ever has. At least before, she wasn’t aware of the pain from her past lives. She could be blissfully happy and fall in love with him. Over and over again. But here? She knew the fate that awaited them.

“(Y/n),” She felt the tears welling up in her eyes as he spoke her name. Fuck. What was she to do when he looked at her like that? His eyes boring into her soul. “I want more than this too,” She nearly whispered the words. The female meant it in a different way than him but–(Y/n) couldn’t help herself. Maybe this time it wouldn’t happen. Because she knew. Right?

He leaned down to her level. She was so lost in her own mind that she didn’t even see him get so close. Now, his face was mere inches away from hers. “Don’t avoid me anymore, please, " he whispered. The sentence sent chills down her spine—chills she was familiar with. The way he leaned in and pressed his lips against hers just felt so right—like they were made for one another.

The female didn’t pull away; she stayed put, pressing her lips against his even harder. The familiar feeling brought her emotions that she couldn’t understand. All she wanted was him, all she needed was him. “Phai,”

“(N/n),” She paused.

The water splashed around as she was pulled into his lap on top of him. “We’re in a public bath house, you know this, right?” The female laughed a little as she rested her forehead against his.

“You’re right, we should go back to my room.”

“Phainon!”

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Again.

And again

And again.

And again.

The dreams never let her sleep long. Each time it hurt more and more. Screaming out for Kevin, begging for him to save her, or calling to him as he lay there bleeding. The nightmares haunted her, reminding the girl of the fate she was bound to in each life. This time it wasn’t Kevin she was calling for, she was screaming for Phainon.

Watching as Mei dragged him away from the outside hall that (Y/n) was currently being attacked in. He was trying his best to resist, but the girl wanted to get him out of there. She was pleading for him to come back. The words echoed in the hallway as the door slammed shut. “Phainon! Please!” Only for her eyes to meet with the Honkai beast hovering over her.

“(Y/n),”

“(Y/n),”

“(N/n)!”

She sat up, her chest heaving up and down, her eyes watering as she stared at the large room she was in. The daylight was pouring through all the windows so brightly. She searched around the room and saw next to her Phainon sitting up in bed, staring at her very concernedly. “Phai,” she panted and buried her head in her hands, fingers grabbing at the hair that spilled forward.

“Are you okay?”

“I’m fine, it was just a dream.” She shook her head, trying to tell herself that it wouldn’t happen again. That was the past, she was aware now. She would avoid the death sentence.

“You were screaming in your sleep.” He pulled the female close to his side, as she buried her head in his chest. She was shaking, her heart beating so rapidly he could feel it. The male placed a kiss on top of her head. He wasn’t sure what she encountered in the black tide, but whatever it was must be worse than him. Little did he know it wasn’t the black tide that scared her. It was losing him that did. “Do you wanna talk about it?”

“No, gods no.” Her voice was muffled as she hid her face from him, trying to collect herself.

“It may make you feel better,”

“It won’t trust me, I just wanna go back to sleep.”

She didn’t get any more sleep.

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“Please let me come with you tomorrow.”

(Y/n) was begging Phainon to let her come along to the battle of Nikador, but he was refusing. “It’ll be fine, Mydei, and I will be just fine, my love.” For some reason, she didn’t think that would be the case.

“I’m extremely useful, you know this better than anyone else.”

“No, (N/n).”

The girl let out a groan and dramatically fell onto the bed, rolling herself in the blankets. She could hear his amused chuckle from behind. She was always one for the dramatics. He found it endearing, but then again, she was stubborn. Double-edged sword, he supposed.

“Is there anything I can do to make it up to you?”

“Well, I guess a kiss would make me feel better,” she sat up on the bed and smiling sweetly at her boyfriend. “Really? That’s all?” The female shrugged and kept her rotten smile.

“Fine, if that’s all.” He walked towards the girl. Phainon leaned down, his hair getting in his eyes a bit as he moved to place a kiss against the female's lips. The moment he was within arm's reach, she grabbed his shirt and pulled him down on top of her, laughing the whole time. “Ah- (Y/n)!” He couldn’t help but laugh with her as he caught himself in time so he wouldn’t crush her. His arms rested on either side of her head as he hovered above her slightly.

“Was this your plan all along?” She nodded her head. “Perhaps, but there's more to it.” Phainon raised a brow and leaned down to give her another kiss as her arms wrapped around his neck. It started out sweet, and really his intentions weren’t more than a simple kiss, but the minute the girl playfully nipped at his lips, he couldn’t help himself.

A switch flipped in him. The careful, loving kisses turned into rough, messy makeout. Neither of them barely got a chance to breathe between each and every desperate kiss, the feeling making (Y/n) feel lightheaded, a dizziness swept over her, and yet she couldn’t get enough of him. The way his lips tasted against her, how he would quickly bite her lower lip enough for her to open her mouth. Just so he could slip his tongue in. She just wanted more. So much more.

“Phai,”

“What am I going to fast?” He chuckled.

“Not fast enough,”

The words made him remove his lips and then replace them right on her neck. She felt herself jolt at the instant feeling of his teeth biting down. She heard him laugh once again and went on with what he was doing. Her hands went to his hair, tugging him along to the most sensitive spot on her neck.

“Inpatient, are we?”

“Shut up and-” As she was talking, the man had pulled her dress down enough to expose her chest, and he wasted no time moving down to lick the exposed nipple. She stopped talking once she felt his warm tongue swipe against the sensitive bud.

Just as they were getting into it–

A knock on the door stopped both of them.

“Phainon, Aglaea said it’s time.” Castorice was at the door, her soft voice speaking to the man on top of (Y/n). The girl's wide eyes stared up at her boyfriend. He just smiled and placed a kiss against her lips. “Coming, coming,”

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Unfortunately, Aglaea suggested that (Y/n) go along with the group to defeat Nikador. Understandably, Phainon wasn’t very happy about this but she was. This way, she could keep an eye on her lover and make sure nothing would happen to him. She would do everything in her power to stop history from repeating itself. But the unexpected problem came in when they couldn’t defeat the god. The group had to split.

This worried her, and it scared her to her very core. Yet Phainon suggested that the girl go along with Stelle and Castorice. “I am not-”

“Go! I’m not asking you (Y/n), I’m telling you!”

“Come on,” Stelle grabbed the female and pulled her away from the fight. They didn’t have much time already. “No, it's going to happen agai,n I can’t-”

“(Y/n) now!”

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The girl was thrown back into battle, and hearing his voice gave her a moment of relief. “You hear that? They’ve returned!” It only took seconds for the girl to snap into fighting mode. Things were going well, and she was sure—so sure it would be different. It had to be. It wasn’t Kevin, it was Phainon. So that must mean that fate wanted to spare her this time, right?

She wanted to be right so badly.

So much so that she made an error. She was so close. It would have been different this time if she hadn’t been so focused on making it that way. Nikador went to strike at the same time as she did; his attention, for some reason, was focused on her instead of the others. The gods must hate her.

The blade struck her straight through her stomach, and this must be some sort of joke, right? The world wouldn’t let her fall in love with him all over again just to take it away. Right?

“So close,” She mumbled.

After that, everything seemed to be one big blur. One minute, Nikador was there, and then he wasn’t. There was a floating Coreflame, and her lover was rushing over to her side.

“(Y/n), no!” He pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly against his chest. “It happened again,” She mumbled.

“What happened again? (N/n)?”

“I thought this time for sure it would end differently.” The metallic taste of blood was flooding her mouth. “Wanna know my flaw?” She weakly looked up at the man who held her heart for years.

“I remember every past I’ve ever lived, doomed to repeat it.” She blinked a little, her vision going in and out. A familiar feeling. “I just thought for once maybe it would be different, one of us wouldn’t die.”

“No, this isn’t right, you’ll be fine-”

“Get the coreflame, you deserve it.”

He shook his head, eyes starting to water. “I’ll see you again, okay? Just might take a while.” Her hand reached for his face, but she didn’t make it. She didn’t get to hold him one last time. She died in his arms. Just like before. Doomed to repeat the cycle.

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(Y/n) yawned as she woke up, rubbing her eyes lazily. She swore she had a weird dream again, but she couldn’t really remember what it was about. She just knew it had something to do with some sort of Greek mythology. She always had weird dreams she could never recall. The female glanced at the time on her phone.

7 A.M

Weird time for her to wake up, she usually slept til ten, but she was up now. Phainon was probably up as well. He was always up before her. She threw the blankets off of her and slumped her way into the small kitchen of their shared apartment. “Phai, did you make coffee?”

“For you? Of course.” He wrapped an arm around the female once she was near him and pulled her in for a kiss. “How did you sleep?”

She shrugged. “Fine, I guess, but have you seen the weather alerts? The snow is really bad today. Maybe we should meet up with Algaea and Anaxa some other time.”

“It’s your birthday, we are not canceling.”

“Fine, fine, give me the creamer.”

[st4rlights-gf]

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ siren; the deep⋆.°

summary; deep hears someone--something call for him from the depths of the atlantic ocean. word count; 1,479 pairing; the deep x siren!reader my first smut piece, pls be nice <3 (tbh im proud of this one lol i got carried away) warnings; the deep/kevin, penetration, p in v, deepthroating, sub!deep x dom!reader NOT SFW!! MINORS DNI!!

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Living in the deep blue can be isolating at times.

You’ve had your fair share of encounters with horrid, desperate men, luring them into the open whilst they’re vulnerable, taking what’s rightly yours.

They should know better.

You feel the ripple of the water wrap around your body as you flow through the sea, searching for something—anything—to pass the time. Until something catches your eye.

Or someone.

An emerald green and gold figure flows past you, causing the water to ripple and move you gently. The figure stops in its place, a face staring right toward you. He’s far enough away that you hum a melody, your vocal chords vibrating against your stomach as if you’re guiding him by echolocation. A hypnotic chorus leaves your mouth, entrancing him.

He swims toward you, his eyes locked onto you.

You’re nothing he’s ever seen before. An ethereal being floats before him, scales shimmering against the reflections of the moonlight, your hair floating gracefully; each strand has its own movement.

As he approaches you, his hands tenderly touch your waist, fingers tracing over your gills and the top of your scales that meet your hips. Deep’s eyes meet yours with pure wonder and excitement. “I thought your species was a myth…” He begins. You blink slowly at him, an ominous smirk grows upon your face. He’s too… ambitious.

You throw him back with force, a grunt slipping from his throat as he gapes at you with hurt and confusion. “What’re you doing?” He huffs, moving closer toward you again. You gaze upon him, humming.

“You’re eager.” You whisper, your voice practically moving through him. It’s almost like he can feel your voice, as if it’s in his head. But you’re right there, your mouth moving. How is this happening?

You swim toward him, the tip of your tail grazing his shin lightly, your hand travelling toward his lower torso. “Did you think I’d make it that easy?” You tease, your lips close to his ear. You can sense the goosebumps running down his body, a breath hitching in his throat.

He’s paralyzed. Whether it’s with fear or because of you, something pangs in your chest, a feeling of satisfaction and thrill. The Deep shakes his head.

“You want me, don’t you?” you purr, your fingers leading from his torso up to his jawline, making his head move to the side, guiding as you circle around him. He nods, his pupils enlarged with need, his hand moving toward you once more. His fingers trace over the ridges where your scales meet your smooth skin, his breathing haltering despite being submerged. You hum, the sound vibrating through the water.

The Deep groans. He’s desperate. You laugh at him, circling around him once more. “Patience,” you murmur, and you glide your fingernails across his torso, down toward his member. You decide to close the distance between you both, feeling him hard against your skin.

“Please. F-fuck, please.” He begs. You tut. “Poor thing,” you keep your voice low and syrupy. “Do you want me to make you feel good?” You taunt him, and he nods with frenzy. The corners of your lips curl into a smile, pulling him in so your lips are barely touching.

“I have something to show you.” You move away for a slight second, revealing a slick, neat slit below your belly button. His gaze darts down to it, the scales shimmering as they part slightly. His expression darkens as deep as his fantasies are; a wicked smirk latches onto his face. Something wild and enthralling flickers behind his eyes, his lips part as if in a silent worship.

His fingers trail along the slit, fingertips edging themselves in, gasping as you feel the light pressure. He removes his fingers before removing his pants, exposing himself before you. Something about this makes your heart skip a beat—something different from the norm. You blink helplessly at his throbbing dick, the tip a deep pink. You blush, seeing how hard he’s getting for you, the slightest move and you’re afraid he’ll combust right there.

Tracing your fingers from the base of his cock to the tip, you rub your thumb over his slit, causing his head to toss back and let out a strangled moan.

“All of this? For me?” You drawl, and he sighs in agreement. You align yourself with him, his tip gingerly touching your entrance. Placing both hands on either side of his face, your palms rest under his jaw. He rests his forearm under the small of your back, inching himself into you.

It feels as if he’s completely stretched you out, but yet there’s more. Each movement of his releases a moan inside of you that you didn’t know was there. He’s watching you with real carnality. Lust.

He thrusts in, causing you to latch onto the nape of his neck, digging your fingernails in. He gasps in shock, but doesn’t pull away. In fact, he thrusts harder with predation. The Deeps cock slips in and out of you, filling you and emptying you with each movement. The thickness of him comes as a surprise; the rocking of his hips moves faster and faster. You press your lips to his, sloppy and needy. The Deep pulls away.

“F—fuck,” he stutters, his movement slowing. The muscles in his biceps define as he grips onto your hips, shaking the feeling away. “You don’t get to slow down.” You threaten, and he looks at you vulnerably. His breathing has faltered and his chest rises and falls.

He plunges into you once more, his tip grinding against your wall, the base of his cock buried so deep inside of you, you wish there was more of him to receive. You push yourself down on him, your slit throbbing with ache and pleasure. “I-I’m close…” He pleads, his eyebrows furrowing in concentration. “Not yet.” You whisper, clenching around him just to hear him whimper more. And he does.

“Beg for it.”

“Please, oh my God, please. I’m so close.” He cries, his bottom lip wobbles ever so slightly, and you pull yourself off of him. He glares at you with consternation. Even under water, you can tell his dick is sopping with cum.

He doesn’t say a word. You readjust so you’re facing his pelvis, sticking your tongue out, the tip of it meeting his slit. Your tongue is long enough to reach the base of his cock, taking all of him as he reaches the back of your throat.

Being a siren, you have little to no gag reflex. Your autonomy isn’t exactly the same as a human, but more like a spirit residing in an empty vessel. You have needs, of course, which explains the autonomy waist down. Other than that, you’re just a fucktoy with a brain and a mouth. An ungodly one at that.

You tighten your lips around his cock, pressing the back of your tongue tight against the top of his dick that lays inside your mouth. The ridges from the roof of your mouth cause him to shudder under your control. His hands find your hair, gripping relentlessly as you suck him off. The Deeps whimpers and cries are what send you over the edge.

Opening your slit again, you push yourself onto him, a loud groan escapes his throat. You moan, the hum vibrates against your chest. He’s losing himself in you, as if you didn’t just stop him from releasing himself. His breathing is ragged, every thrust and slick grind pushes him closer and closer. “Fuck,” his voice is strained and needy. Desperate.

And that’s when you take exactly what’s yours.

“I-I’m gonna—” He breathes, spilling inside of you. A deep, shuddering force draws from the center of his chest, his power—his very being—rushes into you like a crashing wave. A tsunami. It makes your body hum with a newfound strength. Your skin glows an electric blue, a glimmer of ethereal energy flashes before him, coursing through your veins.

His tasteful moans turn into something full of anguish and hurt. His grip on you weakens as he floats away from you.

“W-What have you done…? I—”

The Deep pauses. A sense of panic fills him as he suddenly can’t breathe under water anymore. His eyes dagger into you. You swim toward him, hand reaching for his cheek. You stroke him, shushing him as he tilts his head at you. “You gave yourself to me, didn’t you?”

He blinds slowly, trying to move, to think. But he can’t. His movement is helpless. His connection to the ocean—the very thing that made him exactly who he was—is gone.

Watching him is amusing, seeing him scurry away toward the shore. He’ll probably make it back.

You slip away, into the depths of the Atlantic ocean, your body beating with stolen power as you anticipate your next victim.

[23victoria]

“walked in and dream came trued it for ya”

f1 grid x fem!reader (the rest)

warnings: sexual innuendos

authors note: anon🤍 thank you so much for the request!!! any feedback is appreciated and please like, comment, and reblog!! hope you enjoy!! 🤍

part 1

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George

George receives the envelope with a polite smile, his curiosity piqued. As he opens it and sees the pictures, his eyes widen and a flush creeps across his cheeks. He quickly closes the envelope, glancing around nervously to ensure no one else has seen.

When he catches your eye, he gives you a playful, almost shy grin. Later, when he finds a moment alone with you, he leans in close, his voice low and filled with a mix of excitement and admiration. "You sneaky girl, beautiful pictures princess," he murmurs, his gaze intense. "I have a surprise for you, when this is over." His smile is charming, his eyes glinting with promise.

Pierre

Pierre takes the envelope with a smirk, already expecting some kind of prank. However, as he opens it and sees the pictures, his expression shifts to one of genuine surprise and intrigue. His eyes widen and a slow, appreciative smile spreads across his face.

He looks at you, his eyes dark with desire, and leans in close, his voice a seductive whisper. "You really know how to get my attention," he says, his breath warm against your ear. "I think we need to have a private conversation later." His smile is teasing, his eyes promising a night of intense and intimate moments.

Esteban

Esteban, ever the gentleman, accepts the envelope with a polite nod. As he opens it and sees the pictures, his eyes widen in shock and a deep blush spreads across his cheeks. He quickly closes the envelope, looking around to make sure no one else saw.

He catches your eye, his expression a mix of embarrassment and curiosity. When he finds a moment alone with you, he leans in close, his voice a low, husky whisper. "I never expected this from you," he says, his eyes filled with admiration and desire. "But I have to admit, I like it. I’m excited to explore this side of you more." His words send a shiver down your spine, his gaze intense and filled with promise.

Fernando

Fernando, ever the seasoned veteran, takes the envelope with a knowing smile. As he opens it and sees the pictures, his eyebrows lift in surprise and a slow, appreciative grin spreads across his face. He looks at you, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

Leaning in close, he whispers in your ear, his voice low and seductive. "You never cease to amaze me," he murmurs, his breath warm against your skin. "I can't wait to show you just how much." His smile is devilish, his eyes promising a night filled with passion and excitement.

Valtteri

Valtteri takes the envelope with a calm, curious expression. As he opens it and sees the pictures, his eyes widen slightly and a small, appreciative smile forms on his lips. He glances at you, his expression one of genuine admiration and curiosity.

He leans in close, his voice a quiet, intense whisper. "You look incredible," he says, his eyes roaming over your face. "I cannot get those images out of my head." His hand lightly brushes against yours under the table, the touch sending electric sparks through your skin. "I cannot wait to show you how those pictures made me feel later." His words are filled with a mix of curiosity and heated anticipation, leaving you breathless.

Zhou

Zhou takes the envelope with a friendly smile, his curiosity piqued. As he opens it and sees the pictures, his eyes widen and a deep blush spreads across his cheeks. He quickly closes the envelope, glancing around nervously to ensure no one else has seen.

When he catches your eye, he gives you a shy, almost embarrassed grin. Later, when he finds a moment alone with you, he leans in close, his voice low and filled with a mix of excitement and admiration. "You made my heart skip multiple times," he murmurs, his gaze intense. "I can't wait to have fun with you tonight." His smile is charming, his eyes glinting with promise.

Nico

Nico takes the envelope with a curious look, opening it slowly. When he sees the pictures, his eyes widen and a slow, appreciative smile spreads across his face. He looks at you, his eyes dark with desire.

He leans in close, his voice a low, seductive whisper. "You really know how to get my attention," he says, his breath warm against your ear. "I think we need to have a private conversation in the bathroom right now." His smile is teasing, his eyes promising a night of intense and intimate moments.

Kevin

Kevin takes the envelope with a casual smile, his curiosity piqued. As he opens it and sees the pictures, his eyes widen and a deep blush spreads across his cheeks. He quickly closes the envelope, glancing around nervously to ensure no one else has seen.

When he catches your eye, he gives you a playful, almost shy grin. Later, when he finds a moment alone with you, he leans in close, his voice low and filled with a mix of excitement and admiration. "You really stay surprising me," he murmurs, his gaze intense. "I can't wait for you to see what I will do to you tonight." His smile is charming, his eyes glinting with promise.

Yuki

Yuki takes the envelope with a curious look, opening it slowly. When he sees the pictures, his eyes widen and a slow, appreciative smile spreads across his face. He looks at you, his eyes dark with desire.

He leans in close, his voice a low, seductive whisper. "Y/N, my wife, you almost made me pass out," he says, his breath warm against your ear. "I think we need to leave for a bit, right now." His smile is teasing, his eyes promising a night of intense and intimate moments.

Daniel

Daniel takes the envelope with a mischievous grin, expecting some kind of joke. As he opens it and sees the pictures, his eyes widen and a slow, appreciative smile spreads across his face. He looks at you, his eyes dark with desire and playful curiosity.

He leans in close, his voice a low, seductive whisper. "You are so sexy. my beautiful girl.," he says, his breath warm against your ear. "I think you need to help me find my phone, I left it in the suite. Let’s go." His smile is teasing, his eyes promising a night of passion and excitement.

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[fangirlfrom-hell]

How Many Detectives Are Needed To Sleep A Baby? || Jay Halstead x reader!

Cute and fluffy Jay, wife and baby + babysitter detectives

*re-posting this because I'm stupid and accidentaly delated my blog 🫠

Summary: Intelligence unit takes care of Jay's newborn baby while he and his wife are in court. Turns out it is the most difficult case they have worked on.

-"You can't go in there". Platt muttered in a scolding tone to Adam, who wanted to go into the coffee room.

-"Why not?" He asked strangely.

-"Shhhhhh". Kim gave him a punch on his arm. -"Keep it quiet, you're gonna wake her up".

-"Ok, alright". Ruzek kept his voice low. -"What the hell is going on, girls?"

-"Halstead's baby is sleeping in there. Don't you dare to interrupt her sweet dreams, bro". Kevin said from his desk.

-"Look at her. You can see her smile even from here". Hailey said, peeking through the window.

Trudy and Kim followed her.

-"She's so lucky she didn't get her father's mad face". The Sergeant enquired.

-"What do you think she's dreaming about? She looks so peaceful".

-"What's going on? Where's Jay? Where's her mom? What is she doing here all alone?" Adam was losing it, increasing his voice volume once more.

-"She's not alone. We're taking care of her!". Hailey frowned.

-"Adam, please". Voigh silently got out of his office and rushed towards him whispering. -"Would you keep it down? I can hear your voice even with my door closed. Let the baby rest, she's only weeks old and already has seen too much".

The detective opened his arms in a defeated gesture. He had just arrived and didn't understand anything.

-"Y/N is testifying right now, we couldn't avoid it. She and her colleagues published the investigation under their names, so...I couldn't stop it. Jay is by her side. The baby is here for protection".

-"She really is a hell of a journalist". Upton mentioned with admiration.

-"And a very brave woman. We owe her a lot in this case". Hank stated.

-"You know? You would have known about this if you had arrived in time to work". Burgess teases Adam.

-"Is there any news about the trial?" Platt wanted to know, worried about you.

-"Not yet, but Jay said he'll be in touch". The boss stated. -"You know these trials take time".

They weren't conscious about it, but the whole Intelligence squad looked hilarious talking with whispers and walking in tiptoes as they went back to their workplaces.

Time passed and the girl was still sleeping safe and sound, until Adam decided to stand up to stretch a bit and stumbled with some cables on the floor. Naturally, the clatter woke up the little baby.

-"It had to be you, right?" Kim mocked her husband as she helped him stand up.

Hailey and Kevin ran to the coffee room as if they were running a race. It was him who got there first and held the baby girl.

-"There, there. Uncle Kev is right here". He tried to reassure her. -"I had siblings and took care of them when they were babies. I can manage another one".

But after a few minutes, she was still uncontrollable.

-"Ok, it's my turn". Burgess got into the game and took the baby off his partner's arms. -"I'm the only mom here, the only one who has a real daughter. I know how to do it".

-"What are you talking about?" Trudy Platt laughed. -"Makayla was already a grown up when you adopted her!" And she grabbed the baby to accommodate her in her chest. But the crying did not stop.

-"Oh, no. What are they doing to you, sweetie?" Upton grabbed her and laid her in her arms. -"I am her godmother, she knows me better".

The baby Halstead slowed down her crying, but she was still restless.

-"Well, how many detectives do you need to sleep a baby, hum? You don't know anything". Hank Voight gasped. -"Give her to me, I'll show you all". But as soon as she was in the arms of the boss, her crying increased. -"Oh. I've lost touch!"

Jay and Y/N were already at the bullpen, waiting in the stairs. They got in time to witness the fluffy scene.

-"Hey, guys? She's not a rag doll, you know?" Jay said laughing at the scene and his friends turned around with surprise. -"She just needs her daddy's arms''. He took his daughter to stroke her and almost immediately she calmed down.

-"That's not fair". Platt crossed her arms.

-"We brought you coffee". You smiled, leaving the box you were carrying on one of the desks. -"There's not enough caffeine when you take care of a newborn. There's one for each of you, just as each of you like it. Look for your name in the tags".

-"Geez, thanks!" Adam said gladly and balanced the table. -"I was denied entrance to the coffee room the whole morning".

-"I'm sorry". You turned red.

-"Don't listen to him". A chorus of detectives said.

-"She's really calm, it was no problem". Kevin asserted and everyone else agreed.

You approached your husband and as soon as you were in your daughter's sight, the baby started to smile and giggle, throwing little kicks into the air.

-"What? Why are you laughing so much, baby?" You raised your hands and freed Jay's arms. -"Come with mommy, sweetie".

Everyone stared at the scene with tenderness, especially Kim, whose eyes started watering.

-"You wanna hold her?"

She just nodded and took the opportunity.

-"How was the trial? Are you alright?" Platt inquiered.

-"Yeah, I mean it was really scary, but I think it went fine". Y/N hands started to shake a little bit, but she was fast enough to hide them in her pockets. Nobody noticed, except for Jay.

-"She did a great job". He hugged you by the waist, trying to secretly ease you.

-"I have no doubt about it, she already showed us how much of a badass she is". Hank smirked.

-"I will just be more comfortable if you stay in here at least until the Jury deliberates, or as soon as I can go home with you. It's just a precaution, I'm not being paranoid or something".

-"Yes, I agree". Voight followed the idea.

-"Sure. Whatever you think is better".

The baby yawned and stretched herself so adorably, that she caught everyone's attention again.

-"I should put her down to sleep".

-"Alright. Take my seat, Y/N. We don't know how much we're staying here". Jay pointed out.

-"C'me on, Kim. Give the baby back to her mommy".

-"If you need help with the baby or you get bored of these people around, I'll be downstairs". The desk Sergeant winked at you and you smiled back at her back.

-"She won't be bored. She has me here". Hailey pulled a face.

-"I'll take provisions just in case the little one takes the coffee room again". Ruzek rushed to the kitchen.

Everyone else rolled their eyes in a funny way.

[cheddarch]

If Jake was raised by Holt, and made detective

[magnusstan]

He’s back! I was so ready with a “go girl give us nothing”, but this is amazing and he looks so happy and relaxed.

[5sospenguinqueen]

Suck My Balls | Kevin Magnussen x Mercedes! Reader

Summary: When you and Kevin collide on track, fans half-expect you to start attacking each other. That’s not… quite how it ends.

Warnings: 18+ after the cut. Male oral. Enemies to lovers. Not an original title but how could I call it anything else 

Requested: No, which makes it worse lol

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yn_ln starting p3 tomorrow, looking forward to going racing. in a position to push for a podium

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mercedesamgf1 that’s our girl! looking forward to a masterclass of overtaking 

georgerussell63 flaunting the gear, are we? yet you make fun of me when i post the tommy

→ yn_ln “flaunting the gear” and “post the tommy” this is why twitter say you have 0 aura

→ georgerussell63 @/mercedesamgf1 she’s being mean again 

→ user i love the 2019 rookies in merc

charles_leclerc you couldn't have gone a little slower and let me on the second row instead? 

→ yn_ln it’s against my contract to help pretty boys 

→ danielricciardo is that why you gave max a tow?

→ maxverstappen1 that was an accident! 

user she’s such a great starter. i bet she ends up leading by the second lap at least 

user y/n podium incoming

→ user i think you mean y/n win incoming 

→ alex_albon i can feel it in my bones 

→ yn_ln thank you my #1 fan

→ georgerussell63 so you steal my aura and my alex? 

user it’s a shame that y/n’s time knocked nico into p11

→ user it's okay because haasband kevin magnussen will be committing war crimes to defend him 

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A throaty groan filled the room as nimble fingers tugged harshly on cropped blond strands. In response, his lips sucked on the pulse point below your ear. Kevin chuckled against your skin when your hips rolled eagerly against him.

“You’re not supposed to be enjoying this,” you spat, shoving him away from you.

“Skat, I have my thigh between your legs. There’s no way for me to not enjoy this.”

You rolled your eyes at the smug grin on his face, pushing him until the back of his knees hit the edge of the hotel bed. He let himself fall backwards with a soft thud. Tucking an arm behind his head, he watched your eyes track the flex of his bicep with a smug smirk.

“Don’t be an asshole. Or I stop.”

“Now that would be more disappointing than the DNF.” His words trailed off as he choked on his own breath. The palm of your hand pressing down harshly on the bulge in his jeans. “Fucking hell.” He groaned, throwing his head back.

“Do you really want to piss me off right now?”

Kevin lifted his head, blue eyes darkened and pink lips apart, breathing heavily. Your hand moved to the top of his jeans, popping open the button and revealing a glimpse of grey boxers. A dark spot had formed where his tip sat.

“Desperate, are we?”

“Do you ever shut up?” Kevin groaned, pink staining his cheeks.

“Only when my mouth’s full.”

“Then I suggest you get on with it.”

He lifted his hips, helping you to pull the denim down his thighs, giving up once they’d reached his knees. He watched eagerly, holding his breath as your fingertips reached for the waistband of his boxers. He squirmed when your fingers skimmed his stomach. His boxers are pulled down, freeing his cock. It slaps against his stomach, thick and heavy. The cool air paired with the way you’re looking at him sends goosebumps rippling across his thighs.

A stuttered breath left his lips when your hand wrapped around him. Slowly working him, you sink to your knees between his legs. Your hair tickles his thighs when you lean down to press a kiss to the bottom of his stomach.

“Don’t be such a tease,” he hissed.

You ignored him, trailing open-mouthed kisses down his thigh all whilst your hand pumped him. Your tongue licked a stripe up his balls, enjoying the way his body jolted beneath you.

“Fuck,” he grunted when you took his balls in your mouth, sucking slightly. You chuckled against him, sending vibrations through his balls. “Oh, shit.”

Your tongue trailed a line from his balls, up the underside of his shaft before wrapping your lips around his tip. Looking up, your eyes connected with his just as you sucked. Enjoying the way his head tipped back, you took more of him into your mouth before pulling back up. His hips bucked up, chasing your lips. Hollowing your cheeks, you bobbed up and down. His abs clenched when your tongue traced his slit, and you were rewarded with a throaty groan from Kevin. His hand reached for the back of your head, tangling in your hair. He hesitated for a moment, waiting for you to pull back. Pulling back up, your lips sucked gently on the head of his cock.

“You’re so beautiful.” Kevin whispered, pushing a strand of hair back from your face.

Using his hold on your hair, he pushed your head down further. His cock hit the back of your throat, and you gagged slightly. Your hand continued to pump what you couldn't reach with your mouth. Allowing Kevin to control the pace, you relaxed your jaw, taking more of him in when he pushed you down again.

“Shit, you’re so good at that. I’m so close.”

Encouraged, you suck harder, hand reaching down to cup his balls. With a slight squeeze, you let Kevin push your head down once more as he releases with a loud curse. Thick white ropes of cum paint your tongue, leaking from the side of your mouth.

“Oh, god. Oh, fuck. So good.” Kevin whimpered, sensitive as your mouth slid off him.

Hair dishevelled, cheeks pink, mouth wide open, looking spent and satisfied. You decided you could get used to this sight of Kevin.

“I told you that you’d like that.”

Before you could laugh at your own joke, you felt the world spin and your back landed on the white sheets. An involuntary wince escaped you, body bruised from your earlier crash. Kevin immediately scrambled back, off your body.

“Fuck, I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I forgot- and it’s my fault-“

Your arms reached out for him, yanking until he lost his balance, almost collapsing atop you. His arms fell beside your head, bracing him.

“Shut up. You’re not here to be nice. If I wanted nice, I’d have asked your teammate.”

“He couldn’t fuck you like I can.”

“Prove it.”

And, as Kevin reached down to yank your leggings away, a darkness in his eyes, you knew he would.

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yn_ln it’s a shame some people don’t have better reaction times but the main take away from this weekend is that i’m okay. a little bruised and a lot disappointed. now for a little girly self care 

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landonorris oh god, my eyes 🤮

georgerussell63 blimey, warn a man first. not what i wanted to see 

→ yn_ln "blimey?" do you need to calm your nerves with a spot of tea?

alex_albon treat yourself, girly 

user i love how the 2019 rookies are together

→ user alex being the only supportive one

mercedesamgf1 we’ll see you on that top step soon enough, yn 

user not k mag liking this post whilst she shades him in the caption

→ user can you blame him. she’s thirst trapping

→ user he probably saw people on twitter talking about it and came to drool 

user being a passenger princess is the ultimate form of self care

alexandrasaintmleux loving the aesthetic 

→ user even the man?

→ alexandrasaintmleux especially 

charles_leclerc is the bath a good place to cry?

→ yn_ln yes

→ charles_leclerc can you show me how to make one like that?

→ yn_ln also yes. on my way 

lilymhe okay, i see you. treating yourself in more ways than one

→ yn_ln it definitely was more than one way 

→ landonorris filth!

user why aren’t more people freaking out about the fact that there is clearly a man touching her???

→ user thank you! like who is he? is this a soft launch or just miss thing flaunting the fact that she probably got railed after the grand prix

user anyone else think that tattoo looks a lot like kevin’s?

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Requests are open

No tags because this is smut and I don't know if all of you are comfortable with that :)

[wrestlezaynia]

Translation: "Heat of Passion."

Summary: Seeking shelter from the cold in each other's arms.

Warning: Must be 18+ to read under cut.

Here they are, staying in yet another sleazy, run-down motel. To make matters worse, the heater is on the fritz and it's the middle of winter in Québec, leaving both men shivering. Kevin, taking notice of Sami's teeth chattering, devises a plan to stay warm. "Come here." He says, beckoning Sami to join him in the bed underneath the covers.

Sami complies, crawling into bed beside Kevin with only one itchy blanket. Kevin guides Sami close, his hand pressed gently but firmly on his lower back. The touch sending a shiver down Sami's spine as he finds himself nestled in Kevin's strong arms. He sighs in contentment, holding onto Kevin and listening to his heartbeat. The gentle thumping putting his mind at ease, perhaps a little too at ease.

Kevin smirks, feeling Sami's body temperature rise. Speaking of "rising." "Somebody's feeling better!" Kevin quips, feeling Sami's budding erection brushing against his thigh.

A blush invades Sami's cheeks, thankful for the dim lighting as he meets Kevin's gaze. "Sorry Kev, that's never happened to me before."

Kevin smiles knowingly at Sami, noting how the rosy hue of his cheeks complements his soft ginger curls. He hates to admit it, but he has a bit of a crush on Sami. He can't help it, there's just something about him. From the moment they met Kevin felt a deep connection and often wondered if there's something more between them. Letting his curiosity get the better of him, Kevin's gaze drifts to Sami's lips then back on Sami. "Sami, can I kiss you?" He asks softly.

Sami can feel his breath hitch in his throat. He has wanted to kiss Kevin for so long, but never built up the courage to go through with it. He nods slowly, heart pounding in anticipation. "Okay." He whispers.

Kevin swallows hard, the closer he gets the more shallow his breathing becomes as his lips brush tenderly against Sami's. His suspicions confirmed as a not so subtle spark ignites between them, prompting Kevin to kiss Sami deeper, cradling his face in his hands.

At long last their lips connect and Sami instantly melts, emitting a muffled whimper of approval into Kevin's mouth as he kisses back with fervor. His arms wrapped tightly around Kevin's waist holding him close, but it still isn't enough. He wants more. And, as if reading Sami's mind, Kevin gives him more by slipping his tongue inside.

Sami has never been kissed like this before. It's exhilarating! He never wants it to end. Their tongues swirl hungrily in each other's mouths as Kevin's big rough hands explore Sami's body for the first time, roaming every inch until he reaches Sami's nether region. Kevin skims his fingers over Sami's erection briefly when he feels a wet spot prompting him to halt his actions, remembering how inexperienced Sami is in the bedroom, not wanting to overstep his boundaries. "We better stop." Kevin breathes, meeting Sami's gaze.

Sami stares at Kevin in a daze, still reeling from their steamy make out session. "Okay." He replies, the taste of Kevin lingering on his lips.

Kevin smirks at Sami's bewilderment, his face flushed a deep shade of red. "It's not that I don't want this. Trust me, I do, it's just..." He pauses, rubbing the back of his neck nervously. "I like you, Sami and I think we should get to know each other better before we...you know."

Sami's heart skips a beat. This is a side of Kevin he has never seen before, a side he never even knew existed. The Kevin he knew was a ruthless combatant, hellbent on violence and destruction. He nods in agreement, smiling shyly. "I like you too, Kev." He confesses softly, butterflies fluttering in his stomach. "I'd love to go out with you, I mean, hang out with you." He corrects himself, the blush deepening.

Kevin returns Sami's smile, reaching up to cup his cheek. "You said it right the first time." He counters, a gleam emerging in his silver blue eyes as he presses a gentle kiss to Sami's cheek. "Good night, Sami."

A date? Did Kevin just confirm they're going on a date? How is he supposed to sleep after that? His heart racing with excitement. "Good night, Kev." He whispers, anticipating what tomorrow brings.

A/N: Fic graphic provided by the extremely talented, @mjfass. I'm debating on writing a sequel. What are your thoughts?

Tagging: @loki69zowens, @wrestlingdespairings, @unintentionaloracle, @who-do-you-want-to-be, @fraxiomisfine, @himbos-hotline, @expert-texpert, @wrestlingprincess80, @instantreplaytime, @crxssjae, @sami-uso, @jeysbvck, @surdelcielo, @thesamoanqueen, @fantasyismyonlyrealescape, @caktusjuice-draws and @eleanor24. Thank you for reading, as always! 😊💖

[waywardsou2]

Kinktober 2024 - Waywards Masterlist

I'm doing @absurdthirst 's kinktober list

Characters used: Simon "Ghost" Riley, John "Soap" Mactavish, Logan Howlett, Wade Wilson, Morph, Kurt Wagner, Shota Aizawa, Dabi Todoroki, Hawks Takami, Male Reader/OC

Day 1: Handjobs // Temperature Play // Breast Worship

Day 2: Piercing // Double Penetration // Voyeurism

Day 3: Sixty-nine // Public Sex // Pet Play

Day 4: Sensory Deprivation // Leather or Latex // Watersports

Day 5: Rough Sex // Anal Beads // Bondage

Day 6: A/B/O Heats or Ruts // Sadism-Masochism // Anonymous Sex

Day 7: Bruising or Bitemarks // Virgin // Ice Play

Day 8: Flogging // Swallowing // Cock Warming

Day 9: Anal // Praise Kink // Food Play

Day 10: Face Sitting // Lingerie // Overstimulation

Day 11: Gags // Shaving // Knife Play 

Day 12: Sex Toys // Dirty Talk // Breath Play

Day 13: Pregnancy // Aftercare // Roleplay

Day 14: Gangbang // Collaring // Candle - Wax Play

Day 15: Hair Pulling // Glory Hole // Teasing

Day 16: Nipple Play // Cock Worship // Lactation 

Day 17: Squirting // Dom - Sub // Period Sex

Day 18: Cockring or Plugs // Foot Fettish // Massaging

Day 19: Suspension // Fisting // Mirror Sex

Day 20: Infidelity - Cuckolding // Cunnilingus // Threesome

Day 21: Gun Play // Monsterfucking // Shower - Bath Sex

Day 22: Deepthroating // Thigh Riding or Fucking // Choking 

Day 23: Licking // Degradation // Breeding 

Day 24: Glove Kink // Masturbation //  Somnophilia

Day 25: Pussy Slapping // Non Con - Dub Con // Titty Fucking

Day 26: Pegging // Edgeplay // Seduction 

Day 27: Lap Dances // Hate Fucking - Angry Sex // Breast Worship

Day 28: Fucking Machine // Phone Sex // Impact Play

Day 29: Branding // Hunter - Prey // Uniforms

Day 30: Weight Gain // Object Insertion // Sex Pollen 

Day 31: Free For All 

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All of my work can be found on my AO3 here

[glendover]

deafened by the sound of it all is out now!!!!

READ IT NOW ON AO3

[bisexualchaosdemon]

Don't you guys wish you could be a fly on the wall to the conversation Wymack and Kevin had when he finally told the truth about Kayleigh's letter? Wouldn't it be nice if someone wrote that?

[fangirlfrom-hell]

"My daddy has to fight some bad guys". || Jay Halstead x reader and daughter

*re-posting this because I'm stupid and accidentaly delated my blog 🫠

You woke up earlier than everybody in your house to get everything ready for everyone. Jay would usually follow you a few minutes later and you two would make breakfast and get your daughter ready for school together, along with other morning stuff. This wasn't the day, your husband had fallen asleep and you were doing everything by yourself, trying not to make a lot of noise. You knew he was working a tough case and had come back quite late from work the night before, so you didn't want to wake him up. Even when he didn't want to admit it, he was tired as hell and needed to rest.

You were in the kitchen starting to cook breakfast when you felt his arms hugging you from the back.

-"Did I wake you up?" You asked. -"I was trying not to".

-"I didn't feel you by my side and I couldn't fall asleep again". He answered into your ear and then kissed your neck as he continued talking. -"I'm sorry I haven't been around. We closed this case last night, what's left is a bunch of paperwork. My hope is to be back home early tonight and...". You turned around to hug him back and interrupted him with a short kiss. He rushed to finish his sentence with a heavy breathing : "...I can make it up for you", then proceeded to tenderly kiss your lips as he held you as tight as he could with one of his arms, while fervently holding your head with his other hand, finger all tangled in your hair, pulling it a bit.

Due to the case Jay was working on, you two had barely seen each other during the last week and a half, so things were heating up fast. Suddenly, for both of your displeasure, an alarm interrupted the moment.

-"Time to wake her up". You said having trouble separating from him.

-"I'll go". Jay took your phone to turn off the alarm. -"I'm driving her to school too".

-"Hey, Jay!" You took his hand before letting him leave the room. -"You do remember her Father's Day Festival, right?".

-"Next friday, 10:30, sure".

-"I was thinking...maybe you should talk to her and explain that...of course you will be there, but if you are not able to make it is due to your work".

-"But I will be there".

-"I know, I know, it's just...we never know when a case might pop up. Remember the Spring Festival?".

-"Oh. The bank robbery right before it...".

-"Yes, that's what I mean. That time was easy because I was there, but this time I won't...".

-"I will talk to her". He said after a few seconds of silence. -"But I'll be there, no matter what".

That day, Tessa and her class made a craft for their fathers. All the little kids were drawing in a small paper square that would become a keychain for Father's Day. Some of them were drawing hearts, others were doing stick figures. Tessa drew her dad carrying her over his shoulders and a bunch of hearts around. Her artwork was a little abstract, but understandable for a 5 year old.

-"All right". Ms. Luna said in a sweet voice. Tessa really loved her teacher. -"I am going to take your drawings and we will give them back to our dads as a key chain during the festival!".

-"My daddy said he will come, but he's working and if he doesn't show up it is because he has to fight some bad guys. Bad guys don't respect days or time". Tessa rushed to repeat what Jay tried to explain to her earlier in the morning when he was taking her to school.

-"It's ok". Her teacher laughed a bit. -"Sometimes parents can't make it and it's ok. That doesn't mean they don't want to or that they don't love us".

The class rehearsed the song they would sing at intervals throughout the rest of the day. Tessa never missed the opportunity to repeat the information going around her head: "My dad said he's coming, but if he's not here it means he's working" or "My daddy is fighting the bad guys and bad guys they don't respect days or time" or "He will be here, but if he's not here, that means he's on the streets. He makes Chicago safe". Her friends were amazed whenever she repeated those statements. She did understand what her father told her, but she didn't really comprehend.

The day was here. You dropped Tessa at school, she was all excited. Before she entered the building you reminded her: "If it happens that daddy is not here or he's late, remember he's fighting the bad guys".

Jay was already in the bullpen, everything was strangely calmed. He had talked with Voight about going out to Tessa's school and he gladly agreed.

-"Today is the day isn't it?" Hailey asked Jay as she entered the coffee room.

-"Yeah". He smirked. -"If nothing else intervenes".

-"Let's stay positive". She said remembering what had happened last Spring Festival.

It was 8:30, the day had just started when Trudy came upstairs with an urgent case.

-"That's just my luck". Jay said, rushing downstairs with his partner.

-"Let's try to make it quick". Hailey answered by putting on her coat.

At school, the kids were getting ready to go outside to start the festival. Parents were gathering outside of the building, waiting to get inside.

Students from all schools were lining up around the court. Their parents were supposed to meet them and be in front of their kid's group to hear them sing.

-"Is your dad here?" One of Tessa's friends asked.

-"I can't see him". She answered standing on tiptoe. -"But it's ok, it's because he had to fight the bad guys".

All the kids waved their fathers with excitement, some of them ran to hug them before starting the show. Jay didn't make it, but Tessa wasn't feeling bad about it...yet.

When the song finished, all the kids jumped into their fathers arms and gave them the craft they made in class as a gift for them. Tessa stood in her place, not being able to hold her tears. She was crying in silence, so between the noise and excitement around the little girl, nobody noticed her until a few minutes later. As soon as her teacher saw her, she ran towards her and hugged her tight.

-"It's ok, honey. It's ok. Your dad wanted to be here with you". She said in a very sweet and calmed voice. -"Remember he is fighting the bad guys, you said that before ''.

Some parents were moved watching the scene, but there was nothing they could do. Ms. Johnson, the school's principal, noticed the situation from afar and she joined as soon as she could. By only moving her lips, trying not to be heard, she asked Tessa's teacher if the little girl's father wasn't there. She shaked her head in disapproval when the teacher answered with a sorry face.

-"We can call your dad, Tess. That way you can hear his voice".

-"But, Ms. Johnson, he's fighting the bad guys". Ms. Luna intervened.

-"Oh!" She understood. -"Ok, but we can call him later, we'll tell him to come so you can give him your present. Would you like that?".

The little girl was an emotional mess, but agreed with her head, even though she wasn't really listening to what the adults were saying.

The emergency call for the intelligence team ended up in a shooting and that delayed detective Halstead. As soon as he finished with interviews and all the bureaucracy after this kind of situation, he ran off.

-"Go, go, go". Hailey rushed. -"I cover you".

Jay drove his truck as fast as he could, siren on. It wasn't a police emergency, but it was an emergency after all, he could deal with the consequences later. He parked in the first spot he found, even if it wasn't merely in front of the school and ran as fast as he could in a police mode to get to his baby girl. It was until he entered the building that he noticed he was still wearing the vest, gun and badge on his hip, but didn't care.

-"There he is!" Ms. Johnson pointed to Tessa's father.

-"Come on! Come on!" Ms. Luna took the little girl's hand and started running towards her dad.

-"I'm so sorry". Jay took Tessa in his arms and carried her holding her as tight as he could. She was too emotionally drained to react.

Kids around were already saying goodbye to their parents, going back to their classrooms.

-"We'll give you some time alone". Ms. Johnson informed Jay and he muttered a "thank you".

-"You can go back to the classroom when you feel ready". Ms. Luna told her student.

-"I hate the bad guys". Tessa managed to say when they were finally alone.

-"Me too". Her father said. -"I'm really, really sorry I didn't hear you sing, but I'm here right now". He wiped the tears from her cheeks.

-"I did it real good, you missed it". She said playing with the key chain in her hands.

-"I bet you did". Jay chuckled. -"What do you have there?".

-"It's a present for you. I made it for you". She extended her short arm to give it to her dad.

-"For me? Is it for my keys? I love it!"

-"It's you and me and lots of hearts. I drew it myself".

-"I can see that. It's beautiful. Thank you, sweetie". Jay's phone started ringing and he sighed when he read the text messages.

-"I have to go back to work".

-"But I don't want you to go". She started crying again.

Ms. Johnson came into the scene to help Tessa go back to her class" -"Daddy has to go back to work, sweetie. Ms. Luna and your friends are waiting for you, let's go". And she took her tenderly in her arms as her crying grew louder.

-"It's all right". Jay reassured her with a kiss. -"I love you. I'll see you at home, ok?". And she disappeared through the door.

He peeked through the classroom window to check on her before departing. He witnessed how Ms. Luna was successfully calming her down and felt a little bit more relaxed to go.

-"Thank you for coming". Ms. Johnson told him with a smile. -"For real".

With a heavy heart, he got into his truck and before turning it on, he hung the keychain in his keys. He inspected the tiny drawing and smiled before going back to the bullpen.

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