#like come on we're only here for maxi

[fazcinatingblog]

I always wish Glenn Maxwell did this tactic because it's true

[strawberrymatchawhore]

away

toxic bf! rafe cameron x reader

"running away is easy, its the leaving thats hard."

summary- the camerons are in charge of the annual new years party this year, you along other kooks as well as the camerons distant family are invited to the estate to celebrate. you unknowingly strike up a conversation with one of rafes cousins whom he has always been in competition with since childhood, eventually having to deal with the consequences of your jealous boyfriend

warning/s- abusive relationship, slapping, degrading, choking, toxic ass relationship, mean rafe, reader is a crybaby, nutting inside as punishment, barely any aftercare, NON/DUBCON (reader lets him fuck to make him less pissed off) IF ANY OF THIS MAKES U UNCOMFY PLS DONT READ <3, etc.. im backkk pls enjoy and comment as well as repost apologies for being gone for so long lolsies 🙁

3 years ago you never would have pictured yourself where you are today, living in one of the finest estates of the island and dating one of the most popular and sought after members of this community. nor have you ever pictured yourself being in a a relationship where everyday was like stepping on eggshells and yet you never felt the urge to leave. you loved him too much to do so.

putting on silver dangly earrings as the final touch to your new years look, you turn to your boyfriend for approval. only to be met with a disgusted look on his face.

"why are you dressed like that"

"i thought you liked it? you bought it for me last week." you argued, folding your arms.

"yeah but i didn't think you'd wear it to a family event, i mean come on baby you look like a hooker." he pointed at the figure forming dress, your eyebrows furrowed. the dress was a maxi dress and the only thing revealing was the slight cleavage.

"never mind i'll just change" you exhale and quickly turn away to avoid starting an argument, but he grabs your arm and ushers for you to stay.

"you know what, lets go. we're already late." he leaves the room and you silently follow behind him.

.....

you and rafe walk through the door with your arm around his bicep, immediately you felt out of place. no one you knew were here and it was just random rich people. you felt your breathing begin to hitch and it continues to grow as you continue your walk into the kitchen to get drinks.

"i'll be back, stay right here." rafe orders and grabs a beer, leaving you to your thoughts.

"hey" a voice interrupted. you look up and see a tall brunette, someone you've never seen in this small island.

"uhm.. hi" you awkwardly respond back, giving a small smile which he returns.

"sorry did i interrupt? i saw you were by yourself so i thought maybe i should come and chat with you for a bit.. not that im calling you lonely. i mea- shit. im adrian by the way." he rambles and you cant help but laugh and slyly look around for your boyfriend. you know know how he gets when you talk to guys, and this guy seemed awfully familiar.

"no no, youre good. please. i was hoping someone would talk to me, everyones so intimidating here." you took another sip of your drink and lean against the marbled counter. who was this guy?

"i know right?! i thought my cousin was going to show up and greet me to everybody but i guess he's too good for that." he joked

"wow he seems like a handfu-" barely getting the response out, you instantly feel someone luring over you and harshly put their hand on your shoulder.

"what are you doing" you hear your boyfriends harsh voice whisper in your ear.

"oh hey man whats up" adrian says, they dap each other up but you could feel the tention behind it.

"i see youve met my girlfriend." rafes hand grabs your waist, massaging it. his fingers dig into your waist.

"i did, shes been a great chat." adrian responded, your jaw clenches and you bite your tongue. you feel your anxiety come back as you know youre about to dig your own grave.

"yeah she is huh. its getting kinda late though. i think we're gonna head out." before even hearing what adrian was going to say, rafe grabs your hand and starts to drag you outside.

"rafe what are you doing??? we just got here." you struggle to catch up with his long angry strides.

"do you think i give a fuck." you release yourself from his grip but he ends up pushing you up against his truck.

"i don-" his hand squeezes your throat, blocking your airways. it was 11 pm and everybody was inside, no one was seeing this.

"tell me. does it look like it?" he seethes, pushing you harder into the truck. you felt your tears start to form when his yelling is followed by his intense eye contact with you.

"no right? so get the fuck in the car." he opens the passenger seat and shoved you inside, slamming the door. rafe then gets into his seat and speeds off. you could tell by the silence and the way he was gripping the steering wheel that you were fucked.

......

rafe pulls up to the driveway and practically drags you inside, you were too scared to speak up. frightened at how much worst that would make his next moves be. pushing you into the guest bedroom he starts to speak up.

"why are you such a slut, i cant even leave you alone for 5 minutes without you trying to hop on my cousins dick." he scolds you, your body sits at the end of the bed in shame. hunching to make yourself smaller, mentally preparing yourself when you see him taking off his clothes.

"take this shit off." he grabs you and tugs on your dress. but you didnt hear him, you were too busy disassociating yourself away from him and this suffocating ass room.

"what'd i fucking say?" rafe slaps you and instead of giving you the time to take off the dress, he rips it and pins you by the wrists to the bed. he glares down at you before leaning down your neck and inhaling your scent and leaving dark bruises behind.

"i was thinking about fucking you real nice and slow tonight. but after you decided to act like a whore, i'm gonna treat you like one. how's that sound baby." he mocks you and caresses you clothed pussy before pulling them off your legs.

"rafe.." you whine when he uses his buff arms to spread your legs as much as they could go. you start to hyperventilate from his threat, and cover your face so you don't have to watch him violate you. his thumb rubs at your clit, and the other hand starts to stroke his cock. the tip showing how angry he truly was.

without a warning your boyfriend slams into your pussy, barley wet and prepped. you weren't adjusted to the size of him.

"ow fuck!" you squealed and immediately tried to seek comfort by grabbing onto rafe's bicep, this only seemed to piss him off more and he pulled out and flipped you onto your stomach.

"you're not allowed to touch me. just lay there and be a good fuck toy for me to use." he gives your ass a hard before forcing his way back into you, the burn and lack of proper lubrication makes you shoot up again but he didn't let you move an inch. this sort of roughness was familiar, yet every time it never fails to terrify you.

"stay the fuck down." his large hand pushes down on the middle of your back, naturally putting you into a face down ass up position. just the way he liked it. your body shakes and trembles in fear when your boyfriends thrusts get harder.

"rafe please it hurts so bad i cant take it" you sobs getting louder, rafe lowers himself closer to you and grabs your throat cutting off your breathing.

"your pussys sucking me right in angel, i think you can." he sneered, your crying and begging seemed to anticipate him even further as he loses all his restraint. you knew you couldn't stop him. its just the way your relationship worked.

he would get mad and then take his anger out on you, and youd let him. why? because you know what he's capable of, the holes displayed throughout your guys bedroom were everyday reminders to not push him too far. but in a way, it made you feel safe and wanted. rafe would do anything to protect you and keep you away from the dangers of the outside world.

"you're starting to get wet shitttt" rafe moaned and releases your throat, both his hands grab onto your hips for leverage as he speeds up his pace hitting the good spots deep inside you. not caring about how there was going to be fingermark bruises later. you hiccup as you try to control the sounds of your crying, using a pillow as comfort while he ruins you from behind.

inevitably your stomach starts to tighten and you feel yourself about to cum, your boyfriend moves one of his hands to your hair and tugs on it. resulting in a moan from you, the other hand moves down to your clit and rubs circles.

"you gonna cum baby? cum on my dick." he orders, he was fucking you so hard and greedily that the sounds of his thrusts and skin colliding were echoing in the room. your body caved into the sensations and you felt yourself fall apart on him.

"thats it squirt all over it, make a fucking mess for me. god you're such a little slut." he coos. the overstimulation of his cock hitting your cervix over and over again made you fucked out to the point of of passing out.

"so fucking tight" his vulgar words fill your ears, he gives your pussy rough slaps and you push against him. you yelped in surprise, eyes widening when you notice that rafes thrusts started to get sloppier.

"no.. no rafe! rafe you cant, we cant!" you protested in between moans, he only laughed in response. trying to push yourself away from him but he easily overpowered you. grabbing both of your arms and pinning them behind your back.

"dont tell me what to do, you did this to yourself." he breathes heavily as he filled you to the brim with him cum, he stayed there for a moment fucking it in as deep as he could before pulling out. enjoying the view of your pretty pussy sucking him right in. your eyes squinted in disgust when you felt his seed slide down your thighs.

rafe got up to clean himself but left you lying on the bed, you definitely werent walk right now and you were so overwhelmed with everything that happened. your conscious couldnt take anymore and your eyes starting tearing up.

"why are you crying." he sat on the edge of the bed and examined your state cluelessly. he scooted closer to you and opened the drawer next to the bed and grabbed a towel, cleaning you with it. you both sat in silence until rafe decided to pick you up and make his way to your actual bedroom.

"youre so mean to me.. you know that." you sniffle into his hard chest and draw circles on it with your finger. he doesn't respond but you know he heard it because he gave you a light squeeze before laying you down on the large bed. he takes his place next to you and turns away from you.

you sigh and turn to face his back, engulfing him in a hug. rafe initially tenses up but then relaxed in your arms. slowly you begin to knock out but before you do, you were sure you heard a brief

"im sorry" from rafe.

[astonmartinii]

Could you do a smau where she’s max’s sister and dominating MotoGP the way max is f1. Maybe they have the typical annoying younger sister/protective big brother relationship and he finds out she’s dating one of the f1 drivers? Xx

cherry lip balm | oscar piastri social media au

pairing: oscar piastri x motogp!verstappen!reader

the verstappen siblings run motorsport, but the youngest's f1 allegiances may belong elsewhere

f1 and motogp

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f1 and motogp: happy international siblings day to max and y/n verstappen, these two have 60 wins between them 🏆

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user1: my faves i love them

user2: the way jos wasn't gonna let them kids do anything else lol

yourusername: + victoria verstappen the patron saint who puts up with both of us love you 🥰

maxverstappen: you mean putting up with you ? i'm a mature man of the world now

yourusername: girl you are fussier than all of our nephews put together mature MY ASS

maxverstappen1: i am mature and i have BOUNDARIES

yourusername: yeah you have boundaries between all your food you bland man

victoriaverstappen: i think you just proved y/n right

user3: they are the most unhinged people ever i feel so bad for victoria lol

user4: patiently waiting for y/n's championship

marcmarquez93: no marquez representation?

yourusername: you need to serve more

maxverstappen1: you guys don't have the verstappen sass

user5: someone needs to stop them 😭

yourusername

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yourusername: the two sides of a race week

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user6: the way she won this race and was like yeah i need that 0.5 of me drinking coffee actually

yourusername: it's a hot chocolate cause i'm a child

user7: are we all collectively ignoring the whole ass man on the last slide?

maxverstappen1: no we're not Y/N Y/M/N VERSTAPPEN CALL ME THIS INSTANT

yourusername: calm it on the all caps and maybe i'll call you

maxverstappen1: MAYBE?

yourusername: well that's not making it any better maxie

user8: i can't loose this parasocial relationship y/n get that man's hands off of you now

landonorris: y/n please pick up max's call he's threatening to throw my monza trophy PLEASE PICK UP I DON'T HAVE THAT MANY TROPHIES

yourusername: please refer to my previous comment about all caps and then come back

landonorris: y/n may you please call your beloved brother back so my very limited trophy collection does not get destroyed

yourusername: sure just for you lando ❤️

maxverstappen1: STOP FLIRTING PLEASE

yourusername: i just picked up ... and ur still commenting (plus that's not lando in the pic btw he's too skinny to be him)

landonorris: why am i getting bullied by both verstappens today, i'm just trying to help :(

maxverstappen1

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maxverstappen1: there's no party like a verstappen party and a verstappen-only party with no BOYFRIENDS because they don't exist :)

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user14: ahaha passive aggressive max is my fave

yourusername: just cause you're too much of a pussy to ask charles out so i can't have a boy friend?

maxverstappen1: what?

yourusername: what?

user15: max as overprotective brother is my new favourite thing

danielricciardo: i fear y/n is 22 years old and her own woman

yourusername: awwww thanks danny at least one man here has SENSE

maxverstappen1: how much did she pay you to comment that?

danielricciardo: she didn't pay me but my house plant currently at hers was being held at gun point

yourusername: i would never

danielricciardo: so i can delete my comment

yourusername: do that and sheila gets it

user16: i know we should be more concerned with max going insane, but daniel's choice of name for his house plant is the most pressing issue

user17: hear me out but for comedic purposes ... i need y/n's bf to be a driver

maxverstappen1: do not speak that into the universe

oscarpiastri

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oscarpiastri: i like the taste of her cherry lip balm

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user22: what 😭 the 😭 fuck 😭

yourusername: you don't taste half bad either ;)

oscarpiastri: come back to bed

maxverstappen1: NO NO NO STOP RIGHT THERE OSCAR JACK PIASTRI WHAT ARE YOU DOING DON'T SAY THAT ABOUT MY SISTER

oscarpiastri: how do you know my middle name?

maxverstappen1: i called your mum, anyhow YOU ARE A DEAD MAN

oscarpiastri: how did you get my mum's number?

maxverstappen1: i'm trying to threaten you please stop asking questions

yourusername: maxy please stop trying to be scary i know you still wear footy pjamas at christmas

maxverstappen1: well i hope oscar is terrified by my christmas spirit

user23: i feel like i lose brain cells watching y/n and max talk to each other

user24: we ignoring the fact that max managed to get oscar's mum's number just to ask for his middle name PETTY KING

maxverstappen1: it was more than a middle name, i needed a character witness

yourusername: CHARACTER WITNESS? YOU WORK WITH HIM? YOUR BEST FRIEND IS HIS TEAMMATE?

maxverstappen1: i understand you are making points and no one has a bad word to say about him ... but i've got to stick to the bit now

oscarpiastri: so i'm not going to die in hungary?

maxverstappen1: no. but keep all your business to yourself, i don't need to know what lip balm my sister uses and that you own a bed

oscarpiastri: got it 🫡

user25: well that was dramatic

maxverstappen1

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maxverstappen1: congrats on your first podium in f1 oscar, welcome to the family i guess ... don't take photos on my phone every again

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user28: so we can all say oscar has max's approval now?

user29: mans was like wow he challenged me in the race he has the stamp of approval now

yourusername: jokes on you we look great @oscarpiastri

oscarpiastri: and what the people don't know is that max was also doing face masks with us

maxverstappen1: not the serve you think it is i am very secure in my masculinity

yourusername: i'm glad you've gotten over your weird older brother act ... does this mean you'll both come to my next race?

oscarpiastri: i'll be there :)

maxverstappen1: i guess

yourusername: whooooooooop finally

user30: the way i am so happy for oscar i feel like i've been on this journey with him

user31: honestly rookie of the year and it's not even close

user30: i was talking about him and max... but yeah he's doing great !!!

landonorris: can i also get a pass for your next race y/n for keeping it a secret?

maxverstappen1: WHAT

yourusername: ur so dumb i actually can't

oscarpiastri: i'm not helping you here dude i just got approval

landonorris: well now i regret helping you guys

maxverstappen1: open your door lando

user32: is he dead?

yourusername

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yourusername: fifth win of the season, my family and the love of my life, what could be better

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user33: i feel like the shit storm of max and oscar has defo distracted us from the fact that f1 and motogp fans are suffering through a verstappen winning nearly every race

maxverstappen1: i want everyone to appreciate my character growth as i took that gross ass last photo

yourusername: thank you maxy, what a sacrifice

oscarpiastri: thanks dude, you did push me in the water right after though

maxverstappen1: uh you snooze you lose, a verstappen rule of life, you had no phone on you so fair game, i thought you wanted to be part of this family

oscarpiastri: I DO ... does this mean i can push you in next time?

maxverstappen1: absolutely not.

yourusername: do it anyway osc i'll protect you babe

oscarpiastri: idk i'm scared

yourusername: he's ticklish he's so easy to beat

maxverstappen1: THAT WAS A SECRET Y/N

user34: if you told me last season that i'd see max go from wanting to kill piastri to being brothers with him and that i'd know he wears footy pjs and is ticklish i'd laugh in ur face

maxverstappen1: ONLY AT CHRISTMAS

oscarpiastri: don't worry mate i think it's cute

maxverstappen1: okay now i prefer you over y/n

yourusername: who? what? where? when? why?

oscarpiastri: soz babe you snooze you lose

note: ahhhhh i really enjoyed writing this so i hope you enjoy i love writing comment domestics if you couldn't tell lol xx

[rosyrosethings]

King Harry and the Nanny

Summary : Harry and the nanny get snowed in together

Smut, fluff, daddy kink

Y/N seamlessly transitioned into her role as the live-in nanny, balancing her online studies with caring for Anastasia and James, who quickly grew fond of her. She took on the position after the previous nanny had an accident and couldn't continue, and Y/N was a natural fit due to her prior experience with the royal family. King Harry was welcoming and kind, in stark contrast to Queen Charlotte's reserved and distant demeanor. The Queen rarely interacted with her children or Y/N, maintaining a cold and detached presence.

The royal family planned a trip to the Netherlands for a special event. Queen Charlotte was attending a summit for influential women in Ireland and was scheduled to join the family in the Netherlands later that evening. The event was a royal wedding that spanned the entire weekend, starting with a Friday afternoon tea party, followed by an adults-only royal dinner on Friday night, and concluding with the wedding on Saturday. The children would not attend the wedding but would spend Sunday with King Harry and Queen Charlotte for a family day.

On Thursday evening, as a fierce winter storm unleashed its fury outside, Y/n, Harry, and the children were engrossed in a movie night. Harry momentarily stepped into the kitchen to answer a phone call, leaving Y/n cozy on the couch with James and Anastasia. They were absorbed in the movie—James fixated on the screen and Anastasia, with her blonde curls that echoed her mother’s beauty, softly snoring on Y/n’s chest.

Harry returned from the kitchen with a solemn look. Seeing Y/n look out the window biting her lip. Worry is written all over her.

"I've just received word that the Queen won't make it out tonight because of the storm. And it seems we're in for a long haul; the storm's expected to last the entire weekend. The entire wedding has been canceled. Looks like we're stranded here until Monday," he announced.

Y/n nodded slightly not too bothered by the fact that she snowed in, in a multi-million dollar home.

James's eyes lit up with a hopeful glint as he turned towards Y/n. "Does this mean you're staying over tonight, Y/n?" he inquired.

Harry was well aware of the special bond that had formed between James and Y/n, owing much to her being the most youthful nanny they had employed. James often went out of his way to pick flowers for her and would ask with anticipation about when she would come by again, always referring her to stay at the guest house nearby or even in his room with him. Harry loved to see her be so natural with his children. A mother love isn't something that they have truly experienced. Charlotte being very cold and distant.

Y/n hesitated for a moment. "I have to get back to the guest house —" the house she was told she would stay in when the kids were with their parents.

"In this storm? That's not happening. It's far too risky," Harry cut in, settling into a seat noticeably closer to her than before.

"It's really dangerous, Y/n," James added, his small tone and serious demeanor caused Y/n to giggle.

"But it's just a short walk away," she countered, it was on the property about 200 feet away and she liked this position

"Y/n, you'll be staying here tonight. That's final," Harry stated, his voice resonating with a kingly authority that sent a shiver of excitement through her.

"As you say, my king," she replied softly, meeting his gaze. Her eyes slightly looking up at him. A thrill raced through her at his assertive yet protective stance. In that moment, Harry could see a subtle shift in her, a newfound respect and perhaps something more, sparked by his firm but gentle command.

Y/n adjusted her long white maxi skirt, the fabric flowing gently around her. Her white sweater, slightly too large, draped elegantly off one shoulder, revealing a hint of her brown skin—a stark contrast to the pristine fabric. Anastasia, finding solace in Y/n's warmth, nestled her head against Y/n's shoulder, causing her to tilt her head slightly to accommodate Anastasia. This unintentional pose gave Harry an unobstructed view of her neck, a sight that unexpectedly stirred something within him.

Harry found himself in a complex emotional landscape. The queen, his wife, hadn't been engaging in their intimate life, often cutting their moments short, leaving a chasm of unfulfilled desires between them. This growing distance in their marriage had begun to affect their connection, gradually eroding the love and passion that once defined their relationship. Engulfed in his royal duties, Harry realized it had been months, years even since he experienced a genuine, affectionate touch, a realization that now, in Y/n's inadvertent display of vulnerability and grace, ignited a longing he hadn't acknowledged in a long while.

"James, I believe it's time for bed," Harry announced, noting the time was already 10 PM. James immediately turned his pleading green eyes towards Y/n, knowing full well her weakness for his adorable gaze.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, but a little more time surely couldn't hurt," Y/n responded, mirroring James's imploring look towards Harry. Harry, feeling his resolve crumble before those brown eyes.

"All right, one more hour, but that's the limit," he declared with a tone of finality. James's face lit up with a grin, and he nestled himself snugly between Y/n and Harry.

"I really enjoy movie nights with you Y/n!" James exclaimed joyously, his declaration drawing a light laugh from Y/n. It wasn't long before the late hour took its toll, and James drifted off to sleep, using Y/n's lap as a pillow while her fingers tenderly massaged his scalp.

"I'll take James to his room, and you can see to Anastasia. Afterwards, I'll show you where you'll be staying tonight," Harry suggested. Y/n nodded, gingerly rising to not disturb the sleeping children. As Harry gently scooped James from her lap, Y/n took Anastasia in her arms, carrying her to her bedroom—a nursery befitting a princess.

"Goodnight Anna, I will see you tomorrow." Y/n whispered laying her in the bed. The girl snuggled into the bed. Y/n walked out of the room. The sound of the storm wind getting louder and louder. Harry walked out of James room which was right next to Anastasia.

"Right this way," The king said as he led Y/n to the room across the hall. He opened the door

"Everything required for your comfort is available here—there's clothing and a private bathroom for your use."

"Thank you, Your Majesty," she replied, offering a bow and then straightening up, her demeanor respectful yet warm.

Harry lingered in the doorway, a thoughtful look crossing his features. "Is there anything else you might need?" he inquired, his posture casual yet clearly showing he was attentive to her needs.

"I believe I have everything, thank you, my king," she responded, turning to face him fully, her expression one of genuine appreciation.

Harry chuckled lightly, a hint of mischief in his eyes. "I should warn you, my son might be overly enthusiastic about your stay. He might even pay you a nighttime visit. He's quite smitten with you, Y/n."

She couldn't help but smile at the thought. "That's very sweet. It's an honor to be held in such high regard by a prince."

"It's not hard to see why," Harry observed, taking a small step closer, which seemed to diminish the distance between them more than physically. "You've brought a lot of joy into our lives. The children are happier, and I must admit, joining in for movie night with you and the kids was a first for me. You've made quite an impact."

As Harry closed the gap between them, Y/n found herself looking up to meet his gaze, a flutter of nervousness in her stomach. His proximity and the warmth of his words were overwhelming.

"It's simply part of my duties, Your Majesty," she replied, her voice steady despite the quickening of her pulse, dipping in a small bow in gratitude for his kindness.

Gently, Harry lifted her chin with his hand, encouraging her to look at him directly. "When it's just us, please, call me Harry. Formalities seem unnecessary, don't you agree?" His voice was soft, almost inviting.

Y/n managed to steady her nerves, though the gesture sent a ripple of anticipation through her. "Of course, Your Maj...," she began, only to be met with a raised eyebrow from Harry, his hand still gently cradling her chin. "Harry," she corrected herself, her heart skipping at the informal address.

Harry's smile widened, pleased with her calling her Harry. "I hope you have a good night, Y/n. And should you need anything, don't hesitate to wake me."

"Thank you... Harry," she said, the name feeling both forbidden and thrilling. The brief rebellion of dropping the formalities added an unexpected intimacy to their interaction, leaving her heart racing as he finally withdrew, leaving her to the quiet of the room and the storm outside.

Once Harry left. Y/n took a shower and slipped into a silk nightgown. The sound of the storm was keeping her awake. She didn't really like storms. She looked out the window to see the raging snow storm while she laid in bed. Hoping she will be tired enough to fall asleep.

In the quiet of the night, a soft knock and the sound of sniffles. Y/n who still has not been sleep. She was reading a book on her phone. she quickly rose to investigate, finding James at her door, tears in his eyes.

"James, what's bothering you?" she asked, bending down to his level with concern.

"I had a nightmare, and my night light won't work anymore," he sobbed. Y/n offered a comforting nod.

"Let's go see if we can fix it," she suggested, leading him back to his room. After placing James on his bed, she examined the night light and tightened the bulb, which immediately restored its comforting glow.

"All set," she announced, moving to sit beside him on the bed.

"It's time to try and sleep again," she added gently.

"Thank you, Y/n," he murmured, settling back into his pillow. "Could you sing to me?" he asked, his voice small. Y/n nodded, kneeling beside the bed to be closer as she began to sing "Once Upon a Dream," her fingers softly combing through his hair until he drifted off. She stood, her smile lingering, only to startle at the sight of Harry in the doorway, his appearance unexpectedly striking without a shirt.

"You scared me, Your Majesty," she whispered, her voice carrying a hint of surprise as she edged past him, quietly closing the door.

"My apologies, love, I didn't mean to startle you. I was just admiring the way you handle everything with such grace," Harry said, closing the distance between them slightly. Y/n, caught off guard, darted her gaze away from his bare chest, acknowledging his compliment with a shy nod.

"Eye contact is usually expected when speaking with the king, especially in conversation," he remarked, his tone authoritative yet tinged with humor. He enjoyed the slight fluster his presence invoked in Y/n during their private exchanges, taking pleasure in the way her nervousness made her even more endearing. Y/n looked up at him.

"Im sorry, Your majesty." She said, she stated looking up at him. The moonlight illuminating his green eyes.

"Harry." He said correcting her. The storm raged on hearing a branch hit the large window. Causing Y/n to step closer to Harry in fear. But they were already close. Harry immediately put his arm around her with a chuckle.

"It appears James isn't the only one a bit wary of the storm," he observed, the warmth in his voice and the protective embrace offering comfort amidst the tempest outside.

"I am sorry Your-. I mean Harry." She said, tried to take a step back even though she liked to stay in his arm. But Harry had her. She couldn't move. "Storms kinda make me uneasy I haven't been able to sleep all night." She said, as she looked up at him.

"You haven't been able to sleep? It's almost 4am." He said looking down at her. He could see the tiredness in her eyes.

"Join me—you won’t be frightened, and I need my nanny alert and attentive," he offered. While Y/N did yearn to share his bed, her desires extended far beyond just sleep.

"Harry I can't do-." Harry pulled her closer. They were chest to chest and centimeters away from one another.

"None of that. you're sleeping with me in bed. It wasn't really a question. More of a demand from your king." He said with a slight grin. Y/n couldn't help but smile at him.

"Umm, okay." She said softly, Harry took a step back and opened the door to his bedroom. Y/n walked inside standing on the side of of the bed. Harry close the door behind him and walked to the other side of the bed getting in the bed. He looked up at Y/n.

"Please, make yourself comfortable," Harry encouraged, noticing her hesitation. Y/n finally nodded, climbing into the bed and carefully staying on her side of the bed, her back rigid as she faced the ceiling, aware of every small movement.

Harry, noting her stiffness, turned on his side, propping his head up with his hand. "Are you okay?" he asked, his tone laced with concern as he sensed her tension.

"Yes, I'm fine," Y/n replied hastily, her voice a touch too swift to mask her inner turmoil. Harry shifted closer, the subtle brush of their legs sending a shiver up her spine. As he hovered above her, his gaze intense and probing, Y/n met his eyes. The proximity was overwhelming—every glance, every small gesture he made, seemed to intensify her longing for him. It felt as if with each moment, her restraint was being tested, pushed to its very limits, like water rising perilously close to the brim of a glass, ready to overflow at the slightest touch.

"You seem a bit tense," he noted, his face mere inches from hers, his breath warming the silent air. "I'm actually quite the cuddler," he whispered, slipping his arm under the blanket and around her waist to draw her closer. His head nestled against her shoulder, his face buried in the crook of her neck, his arm securing her against him. Y/N remained rigid, overwhelmed by his pleasing scent and the softness of his skin. The sensation of his breath on her neck was almost too much to bear, her excitement nearly reaching its peak.

"Is this okay?" he murmured, his lips brushing her neck, sending a wave of warmth through her. She couldn't find her words. She just let out a small "mhmmm" in response. He chuckled and started to trace up and down his side with his fingers.

”You smell so pleasant.” He said, the tip of his nose slightly going up and down her neck.

”Thank you Harry.” the slight movement of Harry's hand relaxed her body and she was super tired. Exhausted she had been up all day with James and Anastasia since 6 am. Harry distracting her from the storm.

"You seem exhausted love, tell me about your day." Harry said, trying to relax her.

"Well, first I had to wake up super early to make sure I get to the Castle on time because me and my roommate have to plan accordingly to shower because our hot water goes out fast. So we have to shower 2-3 hours in between each other. Then I get to the castle and Anastasia wouldn't stop crying til I found her favorite babydoll while I was trying to get her packed accordingly for the trip. Which I could not find anywhere and our flight left in a couple hours..." she continued to rant about her day. Relaxing more and more as Harrys hand went up her shoulder. His fingers traced over the spaghetti strap.

"Mhmmm." He said encouraging her to keep speaking. Harry listening to her intently. She went on about the kids and how they weren't up for learning time today.

".. then the sound of the wind whistling and branching falling creeps me out and I just haven't been able to sleep but now it feels good to just relax." She said, Harry noting now she relaxed. Her body relaxed not as stiff.

"Im sorry you had such a long day, how could I make it better?" He asked, her eyes fluttering close as his hands made their way down her side. His hands still tracing her body.

”keep doing that.” she felt as if she was melting. His face was still in her neck. ”I think I can help a bit more.” he said slightly before placing a Tinder kiss on her neck. Y/n bit her lip as he continued to kiss down her neck. His mouth made its way to her collarbone. Pampering her with kisses. Causing a slight moan from Y/n. He gently let the strap off her shoulder pulling it and making his way to her breast. He licked his lips before taking her nipple into her mouth. Her moans were like music to his ears. His tongue flicked and swirled over her nipple.

”do you like that?” he asked looking up at her as he continued to lick on the nipple. He saw a slight nod.

”Use Your words when I ask you a question.” he said, as he sat up and started to pull down the other strap.

”Yes, I like it a lot.” she responded, and he smiled. ”Good girl.” he said as he slid her other nipple into his mouth. His hand made his down to to her nightgown. He pulled up the fabric till his hand found a way to her inner thighs. His hand found what he was looking for. Immediately met with wetness.

”Mmmm, so wet already. You got this wet for me be baby?" He said, his hand sliding over the wet fabric between her legs. Her moans a bit louder.

"Yes Harry." She mumbled out. Her eyes closed enjoying his touch. His fingers applying slight pressure to her clit, causing her to moan a bit louder. "Ohh you like that?" He asked, before doing again slightly. Letting out a another moan. Him enjoying the pleasure he brought her. Its been so long. He didn't realize how much he missed it till she was underneath him moaning up his name. He looked up at her and leaned down to kiss her lips softly. Y/n who was melting in his touch felt like she was going to have an orgasm already. His lips perfectly matched with hers. His tongue slid in her mouth.

He removed his hand from her. "Lets get this off you first." He said pulling down the gown off her body. Leaving her just in her panties. "You're so beautiful." He said looking down at her and her body. She looked up at him. Her fingers hooking on the waist of the pajamas pants pulling her towards him. He complied and her lips met his. Moving in sync as he grind his hips in between her legs. His hard cock pushing against her wet pussy. His lips still not removing from hers. She loved how his mouth felt on hers.

"I do love to kiss this little mouth of yours but right now I want to kiss something else." He said as he scooted down on his knees. Pulling down her panties. She lifted her legs up and watched as he pulled panties slowly down her legs to her ankle over her foot and threw the off the bed. His hand on her ankle. He placed kisses from her ankle to her inner thigh. His face now in between her legs.

"You have such a pretty pussy baby." He said kissing the other inner of her thigh. "And you're dripping wet for me." He added, as he pulled her hips closer to his face. He immediately did not waste time stuffing his face in her pussy.

Y/n looked down at him as she put her hands in in his hair. "Harrrry." She moaned. Her hands holding tightly on his hair. He let out a moan in response. He pulled away from her pussy.

"You taste so good baby. I can eat this pussy all day." He said as he slid a finger in her pussy. Thrusting the finger in and out her pussy. His tongue finding its way back to her clit. His fingers moving fast. With his tongue was becoming too much for her. He continued to lick down to her ass.

"Fuck Harry." She moaned. He tongue continued to travel up and down to her ass. Up to her pussy.

"Harry.." she moaned out slowly. His face deep in her pussy. Harry moaned in response knowing she was going to cum.

"You wanna cum baby? Hmm wanna get these pussy juices all over me baby?" He said his fingers moving deep inside her.

"Yes daddy. Im gonna cum." She moaned out. She grabbed Harrys hair rightly as she came. Harry licked up her pussy. He crawled up to her and kissed her. His tongue exploring every inch of her mouth. Her body limp but she kissed back enjoying his mouth and her taste. Harry enjoyed being called Daddy. Since he has never been called that before.

"Can you fuck me now?" She asked her voice barely a whisper. Her eyes looking up at his. The tiredness still in her eyes.

"Who would thought my little nanny is such a little slut for her king." he said with a smirk. Her blinks lasting longer each time. She had slight goofy grin.he chuckled laying down on his back. Pulling her over to him.

"Rest, my love. You are weary." He said, she snuggled into his side. She looked up at him.

"Are you sure? Im not Ti-." She said, Harry cut her off.

"Shh sleep you go." He said as kissed her forehead.

//

The next morning Y/n woke up to day light. A bit confused on the time. She looked around she was in her room. Memories of the night before flashing before her. The king went down on her last night. Her hand went over her own mouth in shock.

"Was that a dream?" She mumbled to herself. No it seemed real. Her thought going back and forth. She wasn't in his room. She was in her bedroom. She reached over and grabbed her phone. Seeing the time was 12:45pm. Almost one.

"Fuck." she mumbled. She quickly got up and ran to the bathroom getting ready as quick as she can. Once she was ready she went downstairs where she heard the kids.

"Y/n!" James yelled from the living room. Harry in the living room playing with Anastasia. He ran up to hug her.

"Hi James!" She engulfed him in a hug.

"You slept for so long, daddy said it was because you were afraid of the storm." James said, stepping back to look her in the face.

"Did he say that?" Y/n questioned

"Yes, so if you get scared again tonight. I will sleep with you. I will keep you nice and protected.” he said standing up straight. Y/n smiled her heart warmed by his intention to. protect her.

”I know I could count on you James. If I get scared tonight I know who to call." She said tapping his little nose.

"Nanana!!" Anastasia mumbled reaching for Y/n. Y/n walked over to Anastasia gladly taking the toddler into her arms.

"Good afternoon Y/n. The kids have been waiting for to wake up. I told them not to disturb you. You needed all your rest after yesterday." He said with a slight smirk. he said to her as she took a seat next to him. She smiled at him Slightly.

"Thank you You're majesty. " she said, interrupted by Anastasia clapping her hands together.

The rest of the day went by smoothly. Y/n had made lunch and dinner. Even the kids helped make cookies for dessert. Which both turned into two messy children. Harry took the children up for bath and put them down for bed. The king had been acting normal but last night memories were on repeat in her head.

Was it a dream? And how the hell did she end up in the guest room? Y/n rolled up her sleeves. Cleaning up the mess left in the kitchen. She washed the dishes. Trying to piece together the pieces. She was just sooo tired last night that she was slept like a brick. She thinks Harry may be coming back but he doesn't come back for a while. She continues cleaning struggling with her thoughts.

"Do you need help?" Harry voice rang from the kitchen.

"N-No I got this your majesty. You just go get ready for bed." She said looking down at the dishes she was washing. Too shy to look at him. His beauty too much for her. He is still the king. She cant feel this way about him no matter how handsome he is.

Harry walked behind her. His hands found there way around her hips. His head made it way to her neck and he started to kiss down her neck.

"Am I making you nervous?." He asked,

"Your majesty I-." He cut her off

"Its Harry." He said in his authoritative voice. She but her lip in excitement. She likes when he tells her to call her Harry. She turned to face him.

"but you're distracting me from cleaning." She said looking up at him.

"Well you distract me from everything. Seeing you being so good with the children does something to me. I love seeing it but now its my time to have you all to myself." He said placing his hand under chin kissing her lips softly. She kissed back.

"Y/N!" James called out as he came running down the stairs. Startled, Y/N instinctively pushed Harry away, causing him to stumble back into the kitchen island with a thud.

She quickly stepped out of the kitchen to find little James standing at the bottom of the stairs, rubbing his sleepy eyes. Harry let out a pained "oof" as he steadied himself against the counter.

"What’s wrong, James?" Y/N asked, crouching down to his level, her concern evident.

"I want to sleep with you," he mumbled, looking up at her with those big, irresistible green eyes. Y/N, who could never say no to him, felt her heart melt.

"James, Y/N still has some things to finish, and it’s already past your bedtime," Harry said as he came out of the kitchen, rubbing the small of his back where he’d hit the counter. James turned to Y/N, his eyes instantly filling with tears, his lip trembling. Y/N shot Harry a look that clearly showed her displeasure.

"Actually, James, you can sleep with me," she said gently. "How about you go wait for me in my bed? Then maybe Daddy can read us a bedtime story."

James’s face brightened immediately, his earlier distress forgotten. "Okay! I’ll wait for you!" he exclaimed, dashing back up the stairs with newfound energy.

Y/N turned back to Harry, her expression shifting to one of concern. "I’m so sorry, Your Majesty!" she exclaimed, quickly moving to his side. He chuckled as she fussed over him, inspecting the spot where he’d hit the counter.

"Oh, so now you push me, and clearly James is your favorite. What about me?" he teased, a playful glint in his eyes that made her giggle.

"You, my dear, are my King," she replied softly, pressing a light kiss to his cheek.

Harry smiled, the warmth of her affection soothing the dull ache in his back. "I’ll hold you to that," he said with a wink, the tension between them easing into something more tender and comfortable.

[missnxthingg]

𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬, 𝑭𝑹𝑶𝑴 𝑨𝑳𝑳 𝑭𝑶𝑼𝑹 𝑪𝑶𝑹𝑵𝑬𝑹𝑺 𝑶𝑭 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑾𝑶𝑹𝑳𝑫 . (𝑺𝑴𝑨𝑼 𝑽𝑬𝑹𝑺𝑰𝑶𝑵) - 𝐹𝐼𝑉𝐸 (𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑜𝑛𝑒)

𝑨𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓'𝒔 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒆 - We're close to an ending, I'm so sad 😭 Also, another big one, so don't forget to check part two and the original chapter!

original chapter | series masterlist | main masterlist | taglist | pt 2

yourusername

Zandvoort, Netherlands

yourusername Back to travelling the world! The stroopwafles were way too delicious 😋

username1 You're so effortlessly beautiful

username2 the comms queen is back! we missed you, y/n

landonorris save me a stroopwafel

↪yourusername you ate all that i had 🥺 ↪landonorris ooops sorry 🫣 ↪username3 he's so unhinged, i can't

f1gossip

f1gossip After spending summer break together, Lando Norris and Y/N L/N were seen very cosy in McLaren's garage in Zandvoort. Even though they've been best friends for years, they always prefered to not show any affection for each other during work to keep it professional. Do you guys think anything has changed?

username1 It's obvious that they've been together since Miami

↪username2 pretty rich of her to only get with him after he started winning ↪username3 A gold digger, that's for sure ↪username1 I didn't comment this for you weirdos to come and hate on Y/N. She's the sweetest and Lando really loves her.

username4 god, i hope they really are together 🥺 just look at lando's summer break pics, they absolutely love each other

↪username5 and let's pray that if they are together, that they will share it with us. so many love them together, but i think they'll keep it very private ↪username6 Lando always did that to keep Y/N and Ollie safe. He knows how things work when you're famous

username7 I'M SO READY FOR THIS

oscarpiastri added to their close friends' stories

Caption: I don't think that's very professional 👀

↪yourusername replied to your story: I'M GOING TO KILL YOU

↪oscapiastri: it's on close friends ↪yourusername: one small mistake and this would've been up the internet. as a friend AND pr, i would've murdered you ↪oscarpiastri: sorry, y/n

↪landonorris replied to your story: send it to me, mate

↪oscarpiastri: you had a better reaction them y/n ↪oscarpiastri: sending it

landonorris

landonorris Yup 🏆 More like it

tagged: yourusername

yourusename I love you, my race winner ❤ what a statement today!

↪landonorris I love you more

username1 THIS IS THE HARDEST LAUNCH OF ALL HARD LAUNCHES

username2 FUCKING FINALLY

username3 We lived to see Lando kissing Y/N right after winning with a 22 second gap in Max's home race 🥺

↪usename4 honestly, i don't think life can get any better than this

maxfewtrell Proper job this weekend brother. Put your shirt back on and stop being indecent with Y/N

↪maxfewtrell (I'm happy for you two, btw) ↪yourusername We love you, Maxie ❤ ↪landonorris Thanks, mate

username4 Gold digger 💀

↪username1 Stop it, we're not gonna let you ruin this for them ↪username2 you clearly don't know anything about them, so fuck off!

yourusername

yourusername Since he decided to give you hardest launch, here are some pics from the most amazing weekend of the year ❤ Proud of you, my love

tagged: landonorris

oscarpiastri Does this means that I can freely post pictures of you two on my stories?

↪yourusername NO ↪username1 YOU KNEW? ↪oscarpiastri Everybody and their mother knew

landonorris You make me the happiest ❤ I love you so much

↪yourusername I love you more ↪landonorris Impossible

username2 STOP THEY ARE SO CUTE

username3 mother, now feed us with all the unseen pics of you as a couple

↪yourusername Incoming...

username4 Don't you think that's a bit unprofessional? She's literally wearing a McLaren uniform

↪username5 They have always kept things professional while on the paddock, and clearly this doesn't affect his race results ↪username6 I know someone said it before, but we will not tolerate this type of comment about their relationship. Lando loves her and she loves him. Period.

username7 all of our dreams literally came true 🥺 i'm so happy

↪username8 us lando stans have never been so happy to see our boy happy

landofan

landofan Since they finally told everyone about their relationship, we rescued some pictures of Lando and Y/N (and Ollie) through the years. We're so happy to finally see them together ❤ We also want to take the opportunity to say that we fully support this relationship and that we'll not tolerate hate comments towards Y/N. It's clear that she makes Lando very happy and that this is very special to them.

tagged: landonorris, yourusername

username1 THEY HAVE ALWAYS BEEN THE CUTEST

username2 i swear they are going to have the prettiest family in the future

username3 I need a wedding and thousands of kids from them

yoursername Thank you so much for the message! It means a lot to me (and also, the cute baby Ollie pics, ty for bringing them back to me).

↪landofan OMG! tysm queen ❤ we love you together and we'll always have your back

⋘ 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 // 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 ⋙

[lost-in-fandoms]

It's 3 am and I couldn't stop thinking about this post

"It's going to be fun, Maxy!"

When Daniel claps his hands the sound echoes up the stairs, making the whole building seem weirdly larger, the circular rooms swelling with it.

Max drops one of their bags on the floor, nose curling at the damp, slightly moldy smell permeating the old walls, eyes sweeping over the entrance. There's an old pair of plastic boots under a chair, feeling more ominous than it should.

Before he can say anything, Daniel is in front of him again, hands on his shoulders, expression surprisingly soft for someone who was bouncing off the walls a second ago.

"Thank you for coming with me, Max, really," he says, all sincerity and wide brown eyes.

Max doesn't say I've never learned how to tell you no, or I would do anything you asked me to, and especially not if you had asked me to marry you for real instead of to get the job, I would have still said yes, but still feels himself soften, blush threatening to betray him.

He doesn't know how to answer without sounding pathetically fond, so he doesn't, shaking Daniel's hands off of him. Missing them immediately.

"You, of course, should have picked me up before taking me inside," he jokes. He's expecting Daniel to move towards him, arms already raised, so he avoids him easily, laughing and darting towards the stairs.

"Are you calling me a bad husband, darling?" Daniel's voice curls around the pet name, saccharine sweetness making each syllable longer, but Max's heart still skips a little with it, unfairly uncaring of the joke and lie of it all. He can hear Daniel start climbing the stairs behind him.

He hurries, barely looking at the rooms he passes through, until he's at the top, panting, opening the door leading to the walkway outside.

The sea is breathtaking from here, wide and terrifying, even when placid like this, and Max doesn't dare actually stepping outside, nor does he think about approaching the metal steps leading up to the lantern room. The wind shoves water spray inside the room, immediately hungry for the dry haven of the lighthouse.

"If you wanted us to be panting and sweating, I had better ideas for newlyweds that involve less stairs and more..."

Daniel doesn't finish his sentence, sliding up beside Max and looking outside too, words stolen by wonder.

Max knows that it has hit him too, just then, that this is where they will be living for the next three months. Just them, the light and the sea. It's at the same time exciting and terrifying, nerves sparking down his spine, making him shiver.

Before he can say anything, or step back, Daniel has wrapped his arm around his waist, tugging him close.

"We're going to have fun, yeah Maxy?" an echo of earlier, warped to softness.

Max just hums, giving in to the indulgent pleasure of leaning into Daniel further, making himself smaller to tuck into his side, cheek against his shoulder.

Three months in a lighthouse with the guy he has been in love with for forever and who he accepted to marry for a job requirement. Three months with his best friend. Three months in a very limited space with the most restless person he knows.

Max isn't sure he would call the perspective fun, but it's not like he can go back now, not like he would leave Daniel, ever, so the only thing he can do is nod and hope it doesn't end in fights and heartbreak.

"We are."

[ricciardo133]

July 2018

maxiel, Daniel genderswap, pining, drunken hook-up alluded to

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Max wakes up slowly, feeling a girl cling to his side in the hotel bed. He can't remember Daniel and him inviting girls over to their shared room to unwind after Silverstone, but they did drink an inadvisable amount. Daniel had drank some noxiously sweet wine that some fan had gifted him. Idiotic, Max had thought. Max stuck to gin, a drink that normally doesn't leave him feeling this discombobulated. He feels wrecked, sore, and achy. He doesn't even feel ready to open his eyes.

The woman beside him stretches and sighs. "Rough night, eh, Maxy?" she says in a familiar Australian lit.

They both freeze.

Max sits up, slapping around the hotel lamp until he finds the switch. He stares wide-eyed at the woman lying beside him, her mass of dark curls against tan skin. Her wide, familiar eyes with that distinctive nose set between. Her hands are flung over her mouth, but Max can still see the right tattoos in the right places, only against different curves.

He glances down at perky, bare tits and soft, wide hips, and then back up in embarrassed shock.

"Daniel?"

"Yeah."

"You're a girl."

"So I've noticed."

Max gets up, starkly aware of his own nudity. He fumbles in the morning light for clothes, glancing at his reflection in the mirror as he pulls on a pair of sweatpants.

He's still quite himself, but the hickeys are new. He didn't know his face could feel this hot. He mentally feels memories from last night brush against his psyche in frustratingly fleeting snippets. Biting down on soft thighs. Warmth and tightness. Hard nipples in his mouth. God, he thinks, we finally did it and I can't fucking remember shit.

He looks back, seeing Daniel is gone. He panics and hustles to the bathroom where not-Daniel-but-still-Daniel stands and assess his body.

"Wow, kinda thought girl-me would have a bigger rack."

"You're taking this well."

"Well, obviously, we're dreaming."

"Hm."

Daniel twists in his spot, watching his reflection as he gives his ass a smack. Max is immediately hard.

"Daniel."

"Max," he echoes with faux shock. "Relax, this is, like, a seriously vivid dream. A horny one at that. I think we boned last night."

Max can't utter a word. He just watches as Daniel feels up his own body, smaller hands drifting over smooth skin. His nails skate along his thigh's tattoos, upwards to drift along fine hair between his legs. Max squirms and feels anything but asleep.

"So real," Daniel whispers.

"Can you maybe put something on?" Max begs. Daniel cocks an eyebrow and smirks. Max feels unnerved seeing his expressions in a feminine font. Daniel's refreshing confidence always made Max feel... too much. Like if he wasn't careful, he could spill over with it all. Watching Daniel now fondle his chest, pressing the small mounds together as he assessed himself in the mirror, Max felt ready to burst.

And they fucked. He turns and heads out to the hotel room.

Life is cruel and this dream sucks and he wishes he could remember.

"Hey, Max, hey," Daniel soothes, coming up behind him and blessedly covered in a hotel towel. "I seriously think this can't be real. Just like...what's that DiCaprio film?"

"Huh? Inception?"

"Yeah, that one. Just a really, really good...weird dream."

"Okay, then hit me." Max walks up to Daniel. He's not used to being this much taller. He feels dizzy again with need, wanting nothing more than to pin the older Aussie down on the bed. To hike his soft yet strong legs over his shoulders. Maybe it'd be fine if they did it again, since it maybe is an impossible dream and Daniel's not a boy right now. Not that it mattered normally. Max didn't care, he just wanted to feel him all over again.

"What?" Daniel smiles, eyebrows knit in confusion.

"In dreams, that's how you wake up. Like, a kick to jolt you awake, right?"

"Oh, right. Yeah, we should wake up."

Max leans closer and turns his cheek.

"I'm not smacking you, Max. Here," Daniel takes Max's hand in his. All Max wants was to knit their fingers together, to feel the way his palm is finally bigger than Daniel's. "We'll do it to ourselves, okay?"

Daniel places Max's hand against his own cheek. He watches the gorgeous woman in front of him mirrors him, hand raised gently, fingertips against the curls that fall so, so long down to the middle of Daniel's back. He'd look so good with hair like that even as a boy. Max thinks to tell him this and stops himself.

"On three, yeah?"

"Okay."

Daniel counts down, in that singsong voice that's his but not his pitch. Max tries to commit it to memory as he gives himself a just-too-painful slap.

And nothing changes. The only thing that changes is now Daniel panics.

"Holy fucking shit, Max."

"Daniel-"

"This is real."

"We'll fix this," Max tries as Daniel starts tearing apart the hotel room. Max glances at the clock on the nightstand while Daniel goes on a heated search for something. "We don't have to leave for the flight for two hours."

Christ. He pictures telling their team anything. Daniel can still race, of course, Max thinks. He'll just need a new suit that fits better. And some adjustments to the car's seat fit. And a good PR statement that, yes, something impossible happened overnight but no worries we'll be set for Hockenheim so don't worry about how this happened.

"This!" Daniel says, leaping up to Max and putting a small card in his hand. "This is why! Read it. It came with the wine that hot girl gave me."

Max rolls his eyes and reads it. He narrows his gaze. "A change, temporary, good for two? What's that mean?"

"Beats me, but read it again. Temporary." He sighs, letting his head knock back. Max stares at the line of hickeys down Daniel's thinner neck, too faint. "I do kinda miss my dick."

"How does it feel?" Max asks despite himself. "To be a girl?"

"Good, I guess." Does Daniel press his thighs together reflexively, Max wonders. He feels pent up and horny again. "Like, I don't mind it, but it'll be hell to buy a whole new wardrobe," he attempts to joke through shaky laughs.

"Maybe that note meant 'two' like in two times," Max says, voice quiet.

All he can hear for a moment is the whirl of the hotel aircon. He watches Daniel's feminine frame, his big eyes and wet lips.

"Can you remember any of it?" Daniel asks, voice barely registering above the whirl.

"Not much."

"And it kinda doesn't count, right? Because I'm not really me right now, so its okay? And you don't mind?"

It can count, Max wants to beg. It can. It can be okay after, too. It can be okay all the time.

"I don't mind. You're hot as a girl." The last three words feel too final. Daniel's shoulders fall as he nods.

"Yeah, a stunner, huh? So, well, we'll take her for one last ride."

Finally, Daniel walks up and pushes Max onto the hotel bed. Max's mind reels as Daniel lets the towel drop. Two breasts in Max's face as he feels thighs straddle his waist. His hands fly up to trace eager lines up Daniel's spine and rake gentle tracks back down with his nails. They both shudder.

"Last time, right?" Daniel says between kisses down Max's neck. Max feels his eyes water. It doesn't have to be. But he doesn't say anything. He flips Daniel over on the bed, body tenting over the smaller frame. And this time, he focuses. He wants to make Daniel feel good. He wants to come inside. He wants to etch every moment deep in his mind, so he'll remember every gasp, every touch, every sigh.

[rebeltombraider]

We're All a Little Mad Here (One-Shot)

Rating: M for the Warnings in the next line. (M is a very slight thing in this imo, but figured it suited best just in case)

Warnings: Some Language, Some Dark Humor (in the form of a threat that amuses Agatha), and Plot threads from Agatha All Along (SPOILERS)

Description: Agatha shouldn't have been surprised that the only other surviving Maximoff sibling was just as unhinged as Wanda had been. But this? This turned out to be the other side of the Maximoff coin that Agatha had been looking for in Westview. Now to find a way to get her to join her Coven without promising things she can't give. Should be easy enough, right?

Based off of a larger fic I'm working on! Possibly an AU of it <3 Features a Named Reader (mostly because using Y/N throws me off and I gotta get used to it still, so going with a Comic name this time!)

Second one-shot on Tumblr and third one-shot ever, so I apologize if it's rough D:

"No."

"No?! But you haven't even heard our pitch! Hell, we haven't even said anything to you yet!"

Agatha watched Teen look between herself and the woman gathering supplies to purchase for some trip, she could only assume.

Sokovian accent out in full, the witch drawled her reply, "I did not stutter." Teen's distraught huff had her rolling her eyes, "Listen, my brother was the one who always wanted to help people and my sister was the one who just wanted to live in peace. Look where we are now. One of us is dead, one is missing and presumed dead, and one remaining only cares for those of hers that are gone." She looked up from the small pile of items in front of her to her left where Agatha and Teen still stood, "Guess which one I am. Walk whatever your damn road is yourself that your mind is all but screaming about. I have a sister to find."

Realizing the Maximoff was walking away, Agatha groaned in realization.

'Fuck... alright, here we go. Buckle up, Harkness, you've got an untrained terror to recruit from that list.'

"You'll never find Wanda."

Teen took a few steps back and stood behind Agatha at the threatening aura the woman gave off at those words.

"What did you just say to me?"

"She's dead. But you know that, don't you? You felt that thread snap just like it did when Pietro died. Based on the look in your eyes that you've probably had long before we approached you, all three of you had some sort of accidental connection when Wanda and your magic began to show while with HYDRA. A shredded connection that has all but shattered whatever sanity you had in the first place. Not that Wanda had any, either."

Dark blue magic began to rattle shelves and foundation, a sure sign of slipping control.

"Uh... how 'bout we not piss off the witch who can probably kill us very slowly and very painfully?"

"Hush, Teen, little Maxi won't do anything to us. After all, how will she get to where Wanda really is without us? I'm one of the only people to ever walk the Witch's Road and return."

Agatha smiled when the shaking around them ceased immediately, 'Got you, sweet cheeks. Knew little ol' Wanda had to have been dropping you hints in your dreams to where she's stuck at. That thread isn't gone yet, is it? Just strained by the distance.'

"Speak."

"Not here. Meet us at my place in a few hours. I'm sure you know enough from Wanda's own memories of Westview where you can find me. Come on, Teen." Stopping just as she turned to leave the isle, Agatha looked back at the still unmoving Maximoff, "What's your name, by the way? Wanda talked about a sister but never said any specifics beyond named after some grandmother? She was ridiculously protective of anything about you."

"Natalya. Call me Nat and I will feed you your own innards."

"Then we'll see you soon, Natalya Maximoff."

"See you soon, Agatha Harkness."

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"How did you know she'd listen to you like that? I thought for sure she was gonna turn us into paste or something!" Teen laughed breathlessly as he drove back towards Agatha's house.

"I didn't. At least at first."

"Wait, what? That was just a shot in the dark?"

Agatha rolled her eyes at his surprise, "I'm honestly surprised she let me get more than a few words in without being tossed about the shelves like a wrecking ball, but..." Seeing Teen turn down the road that lead to her house, she decided to show him a little bit of what she noticed, "Natalya was desperate. She might seem like a murderous ball of rage right now, be it her normal state or not, but she reeked of it. It looks like little Maxi's been trying to find a way to Wanda ever since she... ended up there."

"... and you might be her only chance to get to Wanda."

"Right in one."

Putting the car in park, Teen turned his full attention to Agatha, "How do you know she'll follow through with the risky chance of her not finding Wanda on the Road?"

"Because I know Wanda's there and if anyone will be a strong enough tie to bring her back here easily, it'll be her remaining triplet. Those siblings really did end up in some deep magic. It's one of the things that drew my attention to Wanda and her Hex in the first place."

Both unbuckled and climbed out of Teen's car, "This all seems so insane. Cool, but insane."

Strolling up to her destroyed front door, Agatha called over her shoulder to Teen's scrambling form catching up with her, "We're all a little mad here."

'Now to get this bus of crazy cats loaded up and moving before the Seven get here.'

[onboardsorasora]

R Daniel beeing overworked. I remember reading an interview that he is quite shy about feedback so for 2024 RB is planning a lot of stuff for him. Daniel being a little anxious about it, but he doesn't want to be a bother.

So in comes Max, who is taking no shit and his boyfriend will have some free time and moments to enjoy racing in Australia. The pr team apologizing to Daniel. He is a bit ashamed but secretly really glad that max got protective and very thankful afterwards...

Daniel collapsed on the couch in Max's driver room- exhausted and it was only lunch. Since he left their hotel room this morning he'd been carted around Melbourne. First it was Good Morning Australia, then the Today Show where he'd done that 'fuckin Chaos' half smile with Oscar. Then there was something with ESPN and two radio shows.

He was finally at Albert Park but he was loath to actually leave this room. His calendar was an ugly thing to look at. Lots of overlapping red and blue and green bars. He yawned the reached into Max's personal fridge and stole one of his coconut RedBulls. He'd just stay here for a little, then maybe scarf down a muffin and then hope the rest of the day goes by quickly.

The door opened and he was greeted by Max's annoyed media face before it melted into his Daniel smile.

"hey Babe." Daniel waved, patting the couch beside him.

"you made it." Max teased. And Daniel snorted.

"yeah I'm surprised too. Did you know they added like 3 more appointments this morning? I found out in the car." Daniel yawned, shaking his head. He knew it would have been a shit show but he'd at least hoped that when Lindsey had said that she'd make sure it was 'light work'- that she'd had been able to keep that promise.

"what do you have after this?" Daniel couldn't parse Max's tone, but he opened up his calendar anyway. A pop up appeared asking him to confirm an appointment in..... 10 minutes. Well, there went his muffin.

"well, gotta go Maxy. Dinner later? At like...9ish? Maybe?" Daniel got up and scrolled through the calendar.

"No."

"Fair, I'll let you know when they release me." Daniel tucked the phone in his pocket.

"No Daniel. I mean, this is ridiculous."

"what is?"

"your schedule. Yeah it's your home race but you-"

"babe your schedules always chaotic in zandvoort and spa..." Daniel furrowed his brows.

"yeah but when I block out time to rest, they don't fuck with it." Max pointed out. He got up and walked to the door. "Stay here." Then he was gone.

Daniel watched the door with wide eyes. only moving to drink his red bull. Max was back ten minutes later.

"come, we're going to lunch. Then we have a joint presser."

"I'm sorry what?"

"I- I didn't yell at anyone ok? But of course I made it known that this shit was unacceptable. So Gemma and Lindsey moved around some stuff. Now- lunch."

Max had that stubborn clench to his jaw that he got when he expected someone to chastise him. Daniel merely cupped his cheeks and kissed him solidly.

"thank you for taking care of me Maxy."

[babiebom]

Dbd Killers as Nicknames my friends and I use in game

A/N: because i think. I only have like one thing posted for dbd. These are the Male Killers!

Tw:maybe cursing? None? Slight sexualization of certain killers?

Genre:headcanons? Or written like headcanons at least

Wc: maybe 3+ for each killer?

The Trapper/Evan Macmillan

Has no nickname

Is just "the trapper"

Always said in a panic tho

Is usually called a "stupid stupid man"

The Clown/Jeffrey Hawk

"Oh it's *imitation of him coughing*"

His nickname is just us coughing in gross ways

Also "you absolute baboon" by when we're upset

The Ghostface/Danny "Jed Olsen" Johnson

My boyfriend

I exclusively call him this

Everyone else says "oh no your boyfriend is here"

Or we call him Ghost-a Fa-che in really bad italian accents

The Executioner/Pyramid Head

Conehead

Forgot the word pyramid

Also trianglehead

Usually proceeded or followed by "ewwwwww why is he sludging up the place????"

The Twins/Victor Deshayes

Ugly little baby

We forgot that he is not really a baby

We also call him Viktor Vector

Usually followed by "kill her little baby"

Or "stomp on himmmmm"

Then "yeah that's what you get you ugly baby"

The Mastermind/Albert Wesker

Lil Kitty Meow Meow

Bc I accidentally called him whisker

And that reminded me of the Lil kitty meow meow meme

Is usually followed by his "urgh" when he does the dashy thing

The Nemesis/Nemesis

Nemesussy

It was a slip of the tongue that stuck

I also call him Thanos half the time

I forget his name and panic

Then call him Thanos because big purple man

Usually proceeded by "oh god it's Thanos I can see his stupid little zombies"

The Doctor/Herman Carter

Has no nickname but is usually called out by saying "sorry I can't talk right now he's ELECTROCUTING ME"

followed by imitations of his laugh

The Legion/Frank&Joey

I do not know how to write this

It's literally just The Legion but pronounced with a very bad French accent

Also Franklin or Frankie-boy

And Josepher and "which one is this one again"

The Trickster/Jiwoon Hak

We either call him Trickster

Or Jungkook from Bts(yes this whole thing)

Is usually followed by "bob and weave and bob and weave"

Or is followed by "please dont kamsahamnida me"

The Wraith/ Phillip Ojomo

Bing Bong

Because when he hits his little thing it goes Bing Bong

Usually proceeded by "oh god" and "please don't be bingbong"

Usually followed by "oh god where did he go"

The Hillbilly/ Max Thompson Jr

We just call him by Max

I usually call him Maxie-poo

Cute

The Cannibal/ Bubba Sawyer

Like Max we just call Bubba by Bubba

Bubba is a cute nickname in of itself

The Oni/Kazan Yamaoka

Onigiri

Because I said "Oni? Like onigiri?"

Followed by screaming or "someone stop him he's eating my blood"

The Deathslinger/Caleb Quinn

Rootie tootie mcshooty shooty

Because it's funny

Also sometimes call him the hashslinger

Or hashslinging slashed

From spongebob because we again forgot his name

The Shape/Michael Myers

Miku Miku

Because I panicked when I saw him and could not speak or remember his name for the life of me

Usually followed by "oh god this is gonna be a bad match"

Also followed by singing the song but only by saying Bing and bong.

The Nightmare/Freddy Kreuger

"Ew its stupid what's his face....sleepytime....nightnight"

Has no real nickname because we're not happy to see him

"Why is there blood coming out of this...oh."

"Haha your neck is bent weird"

The Blight/Talbot Grimes

Incoherent screaming

Literally it's "uhhhh HA HUHHHH WHA HELP"

Followed by "why is he so fast?"

Or is called speedy Gonzales or Sonic

The Knight/Tarhos Kovács

I have accidentally called him the borgo

We also just call him the knight or just scream

The Cenobite/Elliot Spencer

Pinhead

I find it funny that that is an actual name for him

Because we usually call him that

The Demogorgon(?)

Or "stupid pinhead" but you get the gist

Also BabyBox

Bad doggie

He is a dog that is bad because he keeps biting me with his weird little face

The Dredge(?)

Is this thing a male? Idk but it counts

Again we are bad at remembering names

Half the time he is called the sludge

Usually followed by "why is it nighttime"

[ladysomething]

Ignore this if spoilery, I'm just anxious: so, you have said that we will have a comeback of overdrive protective Max, but, is that going to be in a 'non-toxic' way, as in real dangerous situation where they need to cooperate (Max protecting, Charles letting himself being protected), or a reprise of what we have been seeing so far, with Charles not really knowing/understanding the kind of dangers he is in and therefore rebelling and feeling trapped in Max's attempts at keeping him quiet and secure? (hence why I used quotes above, I know Max is not just being toxic for funsies he is trully traumatized but Charles didn't see it like that)

I'm big fan of protective Maxie, so I can't wait for it to come back, there is big potentiak here for all the open battle fronts they have, but I'm sure I'll be loving it either way, be it toxic or not I'm here for it

well I don't want to go into specifics, so what I'll say is this: we're heading into new territory now.

even IF Max goes back to being toxic, everything starts to become opportunities for growth. they've fallen as far as they can, and now the only way is up!

also can I just say "open battle fronts" is such an amazing way of describing their situation right now. I'm stealing that anon!

[salverocketpkmn]

which evil team leaders do you think would be easiest to beat in a fistfight

Okay, Lets go over this one by one. I've got a list pulled up 1. Rocket leader Giovanni Yeah, okay. Hes pretty old by now I'll give you that. *But* consider, He was literally The Mob for like, 70% of his life. I'm forfeiting this match, Scared of that guy. Like, yeah maybe I Could, but consider the *Consequences* 2. Magma leader Maxie He looks kinda tall, and kinda built. We're gonna settle for a maybe on this one right now. 3. Aqua leader Archie Oh fuck he's Built, Gonna have to say no on this one. 4. Galactic leader Cyrus. I can see the wrinkles on his face. Frail bones, or Long Life of Pent Up Aggression? 50/50. 5. Plasma leader N/Ghetsis Getting mixed results on this one? I'm not sure whats going on here, Ill just do both. N: Just a dude, I could probably do it Ghetsis: What the fuck is he wearing, I think this guy might be psycho. Which would make things a bit more complicated. 6. Flare leader Lysandre Is that a guy or a lion? Won't lie, Kinda don't wanna find out. 7. Skull leader Guzma Alright, living in alola, Let me set the record straight, That is just a really old child, I can and will beat the shit out of him, Let me catch him in the streets I DARE you. 8. Yell leader Peirs Okay I'm sorry, I did not know these people existed. I'm officially re designating "Most Pathetic Evil Team" from team skull to here, Only barely though. As for the leader, That is also Just A Person, So maybe harder than Guzma? I'd just beat her ass for being pathetic though, I mean come on. 9. Star leader- Wait okay pause, There's four of them??? What the fuck? Am I just getting jumped in this scenerio? Do I rate them one by one? What does this team even do? Is this just a bunch of rebellious teens? No not in the team skull way I mean just straight up edgy highschoolers. I, Do I count this??? I'm sorry, no, I'm I'm done, that's the list. It's Guzma or Peirs, Probably Guzma.

[theplumbobguide]

The Rules of Rotations

"rules are good! rules ~control~ the fun!" - monica geller

You've been on the sims forums, or watching sims videos for a long time. Maybe you've heard of this already, maybe you're already implementing rotational gameplay in your own sims game (sims 2 or otherwise). Just in case you haven't, though, or in case you're interested on how I play - or are just overall looking for ideas - here is a brief description and then a set of rules I follow: Rotational Gameplay Description: Easily and more concisely described, rotational gameplay is when you play various families in some type of order with a specific amount of days. Fun fact: all of the sims 2 'hoods are actually meant to be played in a rotation. This is notably present because of the scripted events that all the families have when you load in. Interestingly, though, while I've heard a lot of people say that you need to specifically play in the Prima Guide order - you don't. I've seen simmers play the scripted events “out of order" and they work just fine. However, depending on which order you play it in you may lose some of the scripted events. For example, if you start with the Goth Family in Pleasantview you will get the scripted events and all can go well... or not... depending on what you do/how you want to play it, but you completely lose Don Lotharios scripted events. If you play with the Caliente sisters first, you won't have Mortimer (and maybe Alexander) in the Goth mansion when you load in to do Cassandra's wedding and need to invite them to attend. There's a lot of little things like that with the scripted events, so while you don't need to play in the Prima Guide order, it is pretty useful if you want to enjoy some of the originally intended drama. Rotational Gameplay Rules: I have a lot of rules and need to break down said rules into sections, so buckle your seatbelts kids, we're in for a long ride. (why am I like this?)

'Hood Rotation Rules: 'Hoods are the starter area of all sim families. This is where you first load up (provided you haven't downloaded a subhood and are loading into that first, obviously). Whether you've loaded into an original pre-made hood, a custom hood, or are creating your own, all of these rules could apply. Rule #1. "How long are we going to stay here, mom?" Well, that depends. This little portion of the rules varies amongst simmers. My typical style is maxis' season length (5 days, baby). For me, this not only allows the most amount of days to progress my sims and their stories but also allows me to get the most enjoyment out of my game. Not to mention, it's very easy to pass over my sims and I know where I'm at just by the seasons. Yes, you can also make an excel sheet, but for those of us peasants without a dual monitor (me), going back and forth is a pain and it just makes it a chore. Following the seasons is a tad difficult when you play like me in a desert 'hood and have fixed the seasons so that you don't get winters, and instead have 2 back to back summers. I either do check my spreadsheet, or really simply go into my families in order and find which sim family is in an earlier season than the rest. Which leads me to...

Rule #2. Where do we start? Where do we end? Now that you know what rotational gameplay is, and you also know how long you want to play for, here comes the main and probably most important question. Who do you play with first? As I mentioned above, when playing with the premade original Sims 2 'hoods, we do have a Prima Guide to guide (hehe) us on whom we might play first. In the three original 'hoods the standard is: - Pleasantview: Don Lothario - Strangetown: Curious Brothers - Veronavillie: The Capps But what if you have your own 'hood? For me, that leads into a whole other upcoming blog post, but without stealing from my future self: Your first family (yep, that big of a no-brainer). Choose or make your own family, either from the bin or create a sim, and make them your first sim family in your rotational gameplay. I play without using too many of my precious brain cells and essentially play in the order of who moved into the hood, first to last. However, there is, of course, a loophole in this rule (of course there is): Sims who moved out of a household get played after their original household. Let me give you an example to really make it clear: Nina Caliente wants to move out as soon as Dina and Mortimer get married (fair, I wouldn't want to third wheel my sister's marriage either). In my rotational rules Nina's household would now be played after Dina. Changing the rotation from: Lothario, Goth, Caliente, Broke... it would be Lothario, Goth, Caliente-Goth, Caliente, Broke... This specific rule works the whole way around for me. If your sims teen moves off to University, when they come back they are played after their original family (unless they move back in with the parents).

Rule #3. Pay day, tax day, and the great beyond. Now there are A LOT of ways to do this, and there are a lot of simmers who have made various tax systems and mods to implement this. So before I get into anything, here is a list of some of my favourite tax systems: - Pleasantsims Tax System classic - PhDSimmer Tax System - Delijume-Sims Tax System - Sims 2 Idea's Tax Calculator - Monquie's Automatic Payment Mod This isn't even an extensive list. There are SO many tax systems that you can follow or pull from that at this point it almost feels redundant to make one of my own. So I'm not. I use the Pleasantsims Tax System, but I've also been known to sometimes try other things out (hence the above list). Find what you like, do a google search if none of these tickle you, or create your own. Because I do follow a modless version, I also need to have a system on *when* I do my taxes, and what happens to my poor dear old sims who "forgot" to do their taxes on time (it happens). - Every 2nd day of all seasons is tax day. Yes, even if it's the weekend. It makes more sense to me this way because I cannot load in on day one and just go straight to taxes. - On day 3, if you haven't paid your taxes yet (silly goose), you now owe 5% of the unpaid tax + 1% of the unpaid tax every day that you're late. Yes, that means that if you owed $100 in tax and forgot you now owe $160 on day 3, $170 on day 4 and so on. - If you’ve missed 2 rounds of taxes you are now charged with ~tax evasion~ 200% of your overall taxes are now owed and you get to go to jail for a full sim season (how fun!). Going back to the example of owing $100 in taxes: by day 5 you owe $180, by day 1 of the new season you owe $190, the new tax season asks, let’s say another $100 (for simplicity purposes) and the red flags are up. If by the next tax day you haven’t paid you now owe $380+$760=$1,140 and a whole sim season in jail (yikes). I enjoy adding a jail so that I can enjoy some realism and a little bit of fun, while teaching my sims that there are consequences to their actions. Not to mention, there is a lot of drama that can happen because your sim is in jail. I won’t go in too deeply here, because that is for another blog post. All in all, this is an easy way to make sure that sims don’t get too rich and add the possibility of some great storytelling. Imagine sending your Business Tycoon sim to jail because they were evading taxes? I wonder what would happen with their gold digger wife… (cue evil laughter)

 Rule #4. To go on vacation, or not to go on vacation, that is the question. I love going on vacations with my sim families. You know what I don’t like, though? I don’t like the fact that time freezes while on vacation (what is even the point of vacation days if that happens anyway?). So with the use of this incredibly useful mod I no longer have to deal with that insanity. - Simwardrobe's Season and Weather Controller : download here This handy-dandy little mod is INTEGRAL for the way I play because all my sims need to be on the same seasons for the rotations to work properly. Not only does this allow me to change the season for moved-in sims to be on the right timeline, but in this case of use, it allows me to choose how many days have passed in-game. Let’s say that you left on day 2 of spring and are “gone” on vacation for 3 days, this means that you’re back home on your last day of rotation (day 5). The in-game mechanics just make it later in the day, but realistically you were gone for a lot longer than just a couple hours. With the use of Simwardrobe’s mod, I can just set the day in the season to day 5. (While writing this I cannot remember if for the life of me if this will automatically age your sims the 3 days they’re missing, but if not, you can use this mod: SimBlender) *This is also an incredibly useful mod for storytelling amongst other things. There is not a family in my game that does not own this thing. I use it to change aspirations, hobbies, age, etc. I don’t think I could create a lot of the stories I do without it. Now, this of course does not subtract your vacation days or anything like that, but it’s all good. Use those vacation days when they’re elders or if they’re actually sick. Regardless, you no longer have to play your sim for an extra 3+ days because you sent them on vacation. Now, vacationing is part of your rotation! Also, worry not! If you decide to go on a longer vacation than 3 days and it bleeds into the next season, both of those mods have your back and you can calculate where they are supposed to be when you arrive home. Then you can just move on with the rotations and come back to them where they are.

Rule #5. “Well, we're here... now what?” “Party.” Okay, you've got your families, you're staying for the season, taxes are being calculated, you start to play and... what? This is where my rules get a little more niched than some of the other rules you may or may not find all over the sims corner of the internet. To be infinitely clear, while I am writing this I don't believe I was the first to implement ALL these rules and I don't think I am the first to even make them up. Because I play a full rotation with seasons, I like to add a little je-ne-sais-quoi. I actually do know what (yes, I speak French), I play with Holidays. Holidays are truly what make the seasons go-round, and offer you the option to have more parties and get-togethers and not get stuck in the mundane day-to-day simulation that is your sims life (...or yours?). What are the Holidays I play with? - Spring Day 2: Love Day - Summer Day 2: Will Wright Day - Autumn Day 4: Halloween - Winter Day 3: Winterfest - Winter Day 4: New Years Now, I will be real with you, I don't *always* do *every* holiday with all my families. Not only would that get repetitive but also intensely boring. Also, not all sims celebrate all the things. Instead, I like to have certain families do certain parties. For example, I have a family where one of the sims is the mayor of the town and in my mind he hosts THE Winterfest bash. That's the one you desperately want to be invited to. They go BIG. I have another family who's friends with most people in the town, and they love to throw a great BBQ party on Will Wright Day. On the other hand, I love to make my sims go out for Love Day because unless my sims roll the want for a date... I sometimes forget to send them on one (wups). This is a great way to ensure some fun and a little bit of stability in your rotational gameplay. You might forget to do it one season, you might be like me and decide which sims host or celebrate what. You may even want to add more events! Either way, implementing your own holiday system is always a good time if you ask me. Plus, as per the last blog post, what a fun way to maybe cause chaos. Oh no... you took your side piece out for valentines and not your spouse... big yikes.. Alright, it’s time for our next set of rules etc guys. Welcome to…

University Rotation Rules: Rule #1. “What else am I supposed to do? Stay here and learn?” - E.L ‘Road Trip’ Yes. You’ve arrived at university. It’s time to learn… hopefully. Now, what if you have multiple sims going to university, and you don’t want to play with too many sims in one place? Easy, you place them in different housing and you play with them, say it with me, ~rotationally~! 

Exciting, right? You may be wondering how to play rotationally in university in a fun, yet unified way, that makes it more fun. I like to play with each family per-term. That means I complete term 1 of Freshman year, move onto the next family and so on until I am back to the first family and officially on term 2 for the whole gang. The reason I do this is two fold: 1. You have an ample amount of time per-term to achieve your sim wants, maybe do well in school, and create some drama.  2. This creates an official rotation for when they move into town.

I write it this way because some of you are like me, and when creating a new ‘hood you start off with your first ever created sim in University. Maybe you even create multiple families, or decide to play with some of the friends your sim made. Or you’re on the second generation and you have multiple sims going to university at the same time.

If you have multiple sims from a generation moving in, but they are not the same age in your mind, maybe you play with the ageing system of 1 day = 1 year (which makes sense) you may want your sims to stay in that ageing order. (This is where things get complicated, but I’m going to fully break it down for you, so continue reading on.)

If a sim is meant to move to University a year after another sim, you move them in once said original sim has completed Freshman year. (easy, right?). When they move into the ‘hood once completed university, you play them with -1 day in the season. This means you use that handy mod I linked above, and when you move the latter sim in you set the season to day 2 right away (tax day! lucky them).

Hopefully that makes sense to you, because here comes the part that may or may not throw you off a bit: The Sims 2 University is split into 4 “years” which can look like 4 days - unless you play per-term like I do which could instead look like 8 days… but that is an awkward and long amount of time for your sims to be away. So I meet myself in the middle. In my sims world sims are gone for university for 1 full rotation (5 sim days). Yes, *technically* the way I play, all sims are gone to university for 4 days, which would mean that they should come back 4 days after they left, but that is a lot of things to remember and I cannot. So instead of breaking my head whenever I send a sim off to university, I finish up whatever days are left in the household and finish their rotation before moving on. From there, my sims are gone for 1 full rotation. That means if my sim leaves home in Spring, they’re gone for the Summer and back for Autumn. It seems like a while, and I can imagine for really strict age-based players that can seem very wrong, but for my brain it’s the easiest way. Not to mention, I often use the elixir of life and/or age sims down or up via the Simblender (what can I say, I love making the game work for me).

Of course, make the game work for you, and if you like doing the maths and work on an age-based gameplay style: just do the 4 day university rotation rules. I suggest if you do this, though, you have a really detailed spreadsheet. If you’re like me, though, 1 rotation is plenty and you need not to worry about all that. 

Rule #2. Loans & Lies told to you. I know a lot of simmers who like to use loans and make university actually cost you money. I, however, believe in a world where higher education (like a bachelors degree) should be free. I’m not going to lie to you, this little section is stale because I don’t have a system in place for paying for books/classes etc. I like to imagine that your “bills” are what you owe to the school for living on campus (which, it is so…). I also do not tax my University sims. Here’s why: I play with the No-20k-Handout mod, and the money my Sims make in university is the money they have to start their life with. It can be hard sometimes… especially considering the fact that Sims that graduate with a 4.0 make a maximum of $9,600. This doesn’t include your bills, clothes or furniture you buy or anything else for that matter. Most of my university sims end up in very unfurnished apartments. Luckily for my sims that have quite established families, I also have: Monique’s Hacked Computer and I will send them a bit of money once they’ve finished university to get them started. One of my sims parents sent her $35k as soon as she finished university.

Rule #3. ‘tis the season to drink a lot of juice I don’t play with the same rules regarding holidays when in University. The chances of your final exam and Winterfest happening at the same time is just too much for me to handle. It’s okay, though, because it birthed some new fun rules for me to share with you. While my sims don’t celebrate anything while in university, it tends to be because I enjoy feeling like everything is unified. How? Whatever seasonal rotation they’re on is the season they’re stuck in throughout their time in university. Yep, that is 8 full days of Summer or any other season for that matter. I will say, when the rotation falls in Autumn it’s pretty awesome because they experience faster skill gain during that season. But man, my romance or secondary romance sims THRIVE when it’s Spring because of the extra smooth romance interactions during that season. Now, some of you may love it, some of you may hate it. So here are some other ways you can have fun with it: - Everlasting Autumn: for those of you who like a smoother ride with skill gain during your university gameplay. I do, however, want to mention that sims with gold and above aspirations really do thrive with the wonderful Thinking Cap that you can purchase with your aspiration points. Knowledge sims with the Eureka! Aspiration trait, the Thinking Cap, and Autumn season gain skills like it’s nobody's business and it’s awesome, but also can be a little boring because of just how easy it can be. - Using either our wonderful weather mod via Simwardrobe (linked above) you can adjust how long a season is and make it last for each individual “year” is a valid option. Or you can use the in-game mechanics of choosing the seasons in the neighbourhood setting (which can be different from sub-hood to sub-hood). Doing it the latter way, I would make every season 1 season until Freshman year is over, then change it when sims go into their Sophomore year. Because I play like they’re gone for a season, I like to play with an everlasting season based on when I’ve sent them. To me, this makes it feel more complete. Like I really did play them during their summer season and not like they skipped one altogether. Of course, though, to completely discount my first paragraph - you could always play with one of the Holidays (or all of them, I won’t judge you) during your university gameplay. For example, keeping in the tone of you sent your sim to university for the summer: Sophomore year would be when I would consider doing a Will Wright Day party. The Greek house is going to love that idea. 

Rule #4. Bring him to the Greek-house I have a pretty heavy handed rule for greek-houses specifically made for the ‘hoods that I have created myself. No one can join a greek house until they are a third generation university sim from parents and grandparents who were in the secret society (ouf).

Yep, I think that far ahead. While greek houses in the sims can be created by anyone, I like to add this rule because they can be a bit of a pain and I like to create a greek house that is picky about who gets to join. I also get a little cheat-y at this point, but I’m ahead of myself.  Here’s the breakdown: - Gen 1 sim(s) need to be inducted in the secret society. That means they *need* to meet and befriend 3 secret society members. - Gen 2, all the same. Make friends with the sims wearing the black blazer. - Gen 3. You are a third generation sim and therefore an immediate secret society member. How do you do it?: in the neighbourhood view type in “boolprop testingcheatsenabled true”. Go into your 3rd Gen family and shift click your sim. From there, an option menu will come up, find and click on “Add to Secret Society” and tada, you’re in. I suggest, if you’re alone in the university or the only sim who gets this option, befriending some of the members and then creating your greek house. From there, add your secret society friends to the house.

It can be interesting and a little complicated when let’s say that you have 2nd Gen siblings that go to university and one gets in and the other does not, because that means the children from the sim that was a member gets to have a greek house (if they want it), and the children from the sim that was not a member has to work on being friends with secret society members if they want to get into the greek house. My fun little loophole works like this: if you’re cousins with a greek house member, you just have to be friends with them and the other members of the greek house to be invited in. At that point you have a family member vouching for you, and the rest of the greek house has agreed that you have enough status to get in, despite the fact that your parent wasn’t a member. This, of course, only matters if said sims even want to be a part of a greek house.

Regardless, the rule is: both a grandparent and parent need to be secret society members to get you to be an immediate member, and only an immediate member can start a greek house. To join, you must become a secret society member by befriending everyone from the greek house (which you pretty much need to do anyway to apply, so really I’m helping you get in right away). Finally, let’s say this next sim is Gen 4: Gen 1 was a SS member, Gen 2 was a SS member, Gen 3 wanted to join a greek house and therefore created one by being an immediate member, and Gen 4 is an immediate SS member and placed in the greek house asap. *to keep the greek house going, keep a placeholder sim in the greek house. At this point, it should be easy because there are probably sims going to university at different times. (Remember to send off sims in different years to keep the space, for example, your sibling may be 4 days younger, and therefore start university during the older siblings Senior year!) If we are going with the cousin scenario, their children can join the greek house right away and become immediate SS members (again, only if they want to) because their parent was in the greek house and therefore would give them the opportunity to join based on family status.

I also want to make a point and say that while my sims who aren’t SS members do sometimes end up successful sims, I like to think that being a SS member gives you a leg-up after university (networking with nepo babies who?). Which makes me almost ensure in my gameplay that the sims who are SS members and/or greek house participants lead quite successful and lavish lifestyles. This means kids are sent to private school (which costs money, thank you Monique's hacked computer) and live the life I imagine all those kids from ‘Gilmore Girls’ Life and Death Brigade got to.

** last little note: when I play with the premade hoods a lot of this section pretty much flies out the door. As there are pe-made universities that go with those hoods there are also pre-made greek houses who are not SS members. You can go ahead and change that and keep these rules if that gives you joy, or you can be like me and throw it all away. In the Pleasantview-Sim State University land I like to add sims where they want to as they want to. My Angela Pleasant wanted to be a greek house member and so she joined the sorority with only the in-game mechanic rules around that. The Sims is, as always, your game. Play it how it feels best for you.

Wow, okay. That was a lot of information to leave you here with. So, feel free to comment if you have any questions, I’d be happy to clear things up in the comment section and edit this post if something felt unclear. I hope you all enjoyed this post and at least found a little something in here to help you with your gameplay. Take care, and I will be back with another post sometime soon. meaghanplumbob xox

[chere-indolente]

Hi!! How did you learn to make maxis match clothes? I would like to start doing it uwu

Hi ! So to be fair I don't remember exactly how I went about starting making CC at the very beginning except from reading tutorials and downloading Sims4Studio but here are the steps I more or less followed in my CC making journey.

First off I was already quite used to some picture editing softwares (namely Gimp and Photoshop) which definitely helped so I would recommend familiarising yourself with one of these.

Then comes the gateway drug to CC creation that are ✨recolors✨. For those you just need S4S and a picture editing software of your choice. Recolors can be quite simple : maybe you just want to change an item's color or add patterns to it. But with a little more editing/drawing skills you can also remove/add some details to the diffuse texture.

Here is a link to a short tutorial for a simple recolor using gimp by @smubuh

To keep the maxis match aesthetic the easiest way to go is to be a 🙌scavenger🙌 : you want to add buttons / belts / lace / embroidery / whatever to your texture ? Steal it from an other Sims 4 item ! Just look at your CAS and BB in game as a catalogue of all the details and textures you could frankenstein onto your project.

Maybe you'll be content with making recolors forever but if like me you start wanting to make something with a shape that doesn't already exist in game or in the CC world out there, you will have to deal with mesh. (the mesh is the 3D shape of the item as opposed to the 2D texture that is applied onto it) Meshing has a steeper learning curve than recoloring for sure so arm yourself with as much calm and patience as you can muster. First you'll need to download Blender, I recommend downloading the same Blender version as the one used in the tutorial you choose to follow because if you're anything like me you'll get lost otherwise. Also use a mouse, the scroll wheel makes moving around in blender so much easier than using a laptop touch pad like I did at the start 🤡.

And now that you have blender and a mouse time to mess around with meshes and for that like everyone I started (and honestly I mostly still stick to it nowadays) by frankenmeshing. Sticking to the frankenstein/scavenger theme from earlier, this is quite similar to what I described with scavenging textures, except this time we're combining meshes aka shapes : see a collar you like on that blouse, a sleeve you like on that dress ? Bam put them together !

For example here is a handydandy frankenmesh tutorial by @deetron-sims

Outside of frankenmeshing other ways to tranform meshes are to inflate and stretch parts of it (want a bigger skirt ? a shorter jacket ? the O key is your friend). And if you want to go beyond what I have you can also learn how to create meshes from scratch.

That being said dealing with meshes is full of surprises (mostly bad ones unfortunately), since you may have to deal with distorted weights, UV1 and whatever else, so it involved a lot of trouble shooting and trial & error. Being part of the S4S forum or the Creator Musing discord can be very helpful when you're at a loss (but always google and search for yourself before going around asking people).

Finally it's important to keep in mind that it takes time to learn how to make CC so don't be too hard on yourself and take breaks when it gets too frustrating. Personally it took me many months to graduate from recolors to frankesmeshing, I had to give up and try again many times before I finally got what I wanted.

Here are some more tutorials and resources :

@myshunosun made this great post about Maxis matched CC : Tips: components of creating Maxis Match objects for The Sims 4

@powluna has great video tutorials for beginners, especially this well rounded one that goes in details throught all of CAS CC creation (from the use of S4S all the way to blender) with neat little chapters so you can watch only the parts that you're focusing on at a time

S4S forum in addition to the S4S software itself this forum provides plenty of tutorials and a CC creator community

The Creator Musing discord is also full of links to various tutorials and resources (and once again a community of peers)

Specifically for Blender :

@ravasheencc's Resources Archive, I remember especially her Blender Basics Video being quite helpful when I was starting out

@surely-sims's Edutainment Lives which you can find on her twitch, mainly focused on Build&Buy CC

PS : I didn't mention the normal/bump map and the specular map because they are very much optional. I honestly didn't use these until a few months ago and even now I don't bother with them most times

[themrsmunson]

18 plus only

Fucking Eddie against a tree in a storm (yes yes very dangerous I know do not try this at home!) fingering, implied pain kink, talk of witchcraft

Collecting storm water with Eddie (and then fucking against a tree)

"Babe we're getting fucking soaked here. Where the fuck did you get all these jars from anyway?"

You huff out a laugh at Eddie. "Eds you know I never throw jars away. Why do you think we go through so many pickles?"

Eddie rolls his eyes but can't hide the smile on his face. You've had him out in the pouring rain for 15 minutes now, placing your vast jar collection around the trailer in the hopes of catching as much storm water as possible.

"Anyway, it's been so dry lately - gotta take advantage of the rain babe!" You stand up stretching your arms up to the sky and swaying your hips, your eyes closed and the biggest smile on your face as you worship the much needed downpour. Eddie stares at you. He honestly can't think of a time you've looked more beautiful, maxi dress clinging to your curves, one strap already down your shoulder, your long dark hair plastered across your face.

You open your eyes and catch him staring. "See something you like?" you say, Turning to face him and lifting your dress ever so slightly, thighs tight together.

Eddie grins and lunges at you. You scream in delight and run for the woods, Eddie close behind. He soon catches you, as you intended and spins you round to face him as you squeal and giggle with glee. His Black Sabbath top is drenched, clinging to his body and his jeans are the same. You look him over as always absolutely amazed that you, the weird witchy girl with no confidence got this guy.

You kiss, manic energy immediately matched as the rain continues to pour down on you. He walks you backwards, holding your elbows tight until you feel the rough bark of a tree behind you. His hands roughly pull your dress up, handing the fabric to you. You take the hint and hold the skirt up, legs trembling as he makes his way over your throat and shoulders, intermittently kissing, sucking and nibbling your sensitive skin.

His hands now free of skirt he plunges his fingers into your panties, skirting over your clit and rubbing your wetness around. You gasp and he plunges two thick fingers into your cunt. "Good girl. Who's my good fucking witch?"

You cry out overwhelmed but wanting more. "Eddie fuck me". He spins you round and you brace your arms against the tree. You feel him pull your panties down and ready himself against you, cock moving along your vulva and knocking into your clit. You push backwards moving your upper body lower and you invite him in. He obliges thank fuck and soon you woods are filled with the sound of your pants, his moans, skin slapping skin and of course the relentless rain. You're soaked, in every possible way and you don't think anything will ever compare to this. The sex, the magic, the rain, him.

You start to whine and Eddie lifts one of your legs up, holding you and fucking into you at a new angle. You start to feel your orgasm building and use one of your hands to rub your clit. It only takes a minute until your screaming and shuddering, pushing back onto his cock and crying his name into the sky.

He follows soon afterwards, now pressed fully against you as he cums deep in your cunt. Your legs buckle and you both come to the floor, panting and laughing. You hold each other, wet from the rain, legs now covered in mud, as in love with each other as you've ever been.

You forget to bring the jars in the next day until noon. Your night time excursions causing you to sleep in later than intended.

[findingnemosworld]

𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐢 𝐠𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨? - 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐨 𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐬

・𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲: 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬

( 𝐀 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐨 𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐦𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐦 )

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭.

He didn't mean to eavesdrop, much less catch the tail end of her conversation with Luka yet when he heard his name, he couldn't help but stand there and listen in.

" You have to tell him at some point! " Luka advises her.

" He's probably dating someone " He hears her respond with a dejected tone, " I wouldn't blame him though, why on earth would he look at me like that when there are thousands of women more attractive than me? "

He hears Luka sigh then say, " First of all, you're very beautiful and if you don't believe me, ask Marco because that boy was crushing on you for a while before he realized you wouldn't be interested, second of all he definitely noticed you "

He raises a brow, surprised by the fact that Marco had a crush on her which then wasn't really a surprise given that she was in fact very beautiful yet he couldn't comprehend who they were really talking about, up until he hears her response.

" Luka, we're talking about Sergio here ... he's the perfect package and I'm just a measly photographer aiming for a higher shot, while I work here, when people think of Sergio, they'd definitely imagine him with a model, an actress or a singer, not a photographer "

He tilts his head, attempting to absorb and comprehend what he had just heard, was she ...? no way. he shakes his head.

" Stop undermining yourself draga " Luka sighs once again, " I'm telling you that he noticed you and if you ask me, you'll never know if he feels the same way until you speak to him "

He stands there with a wonderstruck expression across his features, Y/N likes him, Y/N actually likes him; the thought finally sinks in.

" I love him Luka, it's the first time I've ever felt like this around anyone, and I'm scared that he'll reject me, or worse, think that I'm only interested cause he's popular and rich "

It didn't take long for Luka to say, " Listen, why don't you come over tomorrow for the dinner party Vanja and I are hosting? it's only a few of the players and Sergio will be there, you can take the chance and talk to him, better yet I'll tell him to talk to you but I won't tell him, you will "

" Are you sure it will work? "

" Positive, now relax and don't overthink it ok "

" Ok, thanks Luka "

" You can thank me when you and him finally get together "

He makes a beeline for the canteen before they can notice him, and to say he was struck by the new revelation would be an understatement, he'd always held an affinity for her, admiring her skill set as well as her ability to hold her own during the training sessions cause the team wasn't easy to deal with, yet never did he think that she felt anything towards him, especially since she seemed so far ahead in life when it came to her career.

Before he can comprehend things further, his thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the plate being placed next to his followed by a smiling Luka sitting next to him, " Hermano, you ok? "

" Yeah, yeah I'm fine " He forces a smile, as he is now anticipating what tomorrow might hold.

____________________________________________________________

Y/N smoothes out the front of her white maxi dress before ringing the doorbell of Luka's home, the door soon opens and Vanja welcomes her in with an embrace before leading her to the living room where most of the players and their significant others were seated, she greets everyone with a smile before taking a seat in the empty spot on the couch, right next to Sergio who gives her a soft smile she reciprocates.

Throughout the dinner party, several people were chatting about the upcoming fixtures about football while the WAG's chatted amongst one another about other topics, Y/N would pitch in whenever she can, however she remained silent over all until suddenly,

" Y/N .. can we talk for a moment? "

She looks up to meet Sergio's gaze, " Oh " she echoes.

" Go " Vanja whispers with a soft smile.

Y/N stood up then followed him out to the balcony, " Is everything ok? "

Sergio nods, " Yes but I want to confess something " he said with a soft tone.

Her heart thumped, she then nodded slowly. " Ok "

Sergio inhales a deep breath before he begins, " When you first started working at the club, I was um .. I was enchanted by your infectious energy, the way you worked and handled yourself as the photographer for the club, and honestly I didn’t think I’d ever feel this way with anyone since my last relationship ended but the truth is … I like you, a lot "

She looks at him with wide eyes, " I … "

" I know, shocking " He chuckles, " But I mean it, I really like you and it would make very happy if you, let me take you out on a date "

She grew silent for a moment before nodding with a smile, " I’d love to "

Sergio beams before he closes the distance between them, placing one hand over her waist while the other rests on the back of her neck, " Can I kiss you? "

She nods, a shaky breath escapes her lips which shifts into a whimper when he placed his lips over hers, gently moving them against hers, he then pulls back and whispers. " deliciosa "