#needless to say I am so not normal about this—
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lilianade-comics · 2 years ago
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Ghost fire + spectral ice
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sp1resong · 3 months ago
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we have so much left to sing, there's a storm for every spring, all you see and you and me became from a star!
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nabaath-areng · 2 months ago
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Sometimes I think to myself "actually maybe I'm exaggerating the terror I felt from being stalked", but then I remember that the person in question followed me and waited for me outside my school every day, tracked me down on every website I'd spent even the slightest time on, left physical letters in my mailbox, sent creepy as hell novel length messages on a near daily basis on FB. And then when I was living abroad and I answered the phone I told the caller to text me cause I couldn't hear, after which I had to read "I was saying that you would probably be VERY scared if you knew who's calling... hehe" with my own damn fucking eyes...
And then I'm like yknow what nevermind!!!! the fact that I'm still terrified of being perceived and seen in public not just IRL but also FFXIV might be understandable actually!!!
#im not saying its what caused my psychotic breakdown cause there were many factors#but needless to say it played a HUGE part especially surrounding the debilitating paranoia i was left with for years#i should mention that i only learned LAST YEAR that this person supposedly gave up according to them#by an old mutual classmate (the only one im still in contact with sadly because this person destroyed all the connections i held dear)#(we were classmates for years and this fucked me up cause we were friends for years before it all went down)#but yeah so last year they gave up apparently and it started 2012.#id managed to evade their notice online since 2019 when they last contacted me on facebook and i assumed id simply shook them off#given the habits i developed as a result of it that still affect me in ways i hate#but yeah its only been about a year of feeling relatively safe for the first time since 2012... and even then only relatively#cause i have no idea how permanent that is. and i dont dare to fully relax knowing what the person is capable of in terms of violence#hysterically tumblr is one of the very places online where they never found me it seems#but yeah. apparently they can just move on and here i am meanwhile still feeling the effects#such as feeling like im drenched in ice even in fucking *ffxiv* just because someones targeting or emoting at me#even though its never actually a problem! its a normal thing! and yet that brief moment of dread and fear seems to stick#IDK WHY IM RANTING ABOUT THIS I WAS JUST REMINDED AND. AURGH#awful. horrible. hopefully itll be fine forevermore and that ill be able to relax one day#silvi talks
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nightcolorz · 10 months ago
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I think that Dale Cooper should put his special agent up sheriff Truman’s Harry S ngl
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edraculation · 10 months ago
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finally got around to watching the last few episodes of the first season of TDI that i originally lost interest in after Harold got voted out and damn did i forget just how fucking excited i get about Harold. I don't know what's wrong with me but i just nearly dislocated my arm after wrecking my shit with a shitty backflip that i did the second he came on screen in the finale. i have never done a backflip before in my life. harold fuels me
#post#yes its five in the morning yes im up thinking really hard about my blorbo no im not gonna be able to fall asleep after the massive dopamine#hit i just got .#it's fine guys#I'D read his beavers and rats journal. HEATHER.#beavers and rats are COOL#most people leave their relatives precious heirlooms and relics of their childhood when they die but I'M leaving my children with my#massive notepad file where i talk to myself about harold that has so much text in it that my phone slows down when i open it#as you can tell i am normal !#i did however accidentally perform chiropractics on myself earlier when i snapped my head to the left to watch his part of the intro so hard#that my spine partially realigned itself#i do NOT fuck around about harold 💯💯💯#im on that harold grindset babey . up all day up all night thinking about harold 24/7 365#he's my babygirl#my little guy#my scrimbly boingo#<- normal girl who is normal#my jaw hurts from gnashing my teeth because when i get really excited i get the urge to tear things apart with my mouth#i start growling and shit too bro category 7 autism events turn me into some sort of creature or perhaps a beast#adn needless to say the mere vague mention of harold tdi is enough to cause at LEAST a category 7 if not a scale-breaking phenomenon#i dont think i mentioned that im freakishly obsessed with harold tdi . idk if that was clear or not . slash ess ay are see#im not tagging this bro nobody wants to see this . except maybe pissmaster so she can express her concern again but he doesn't have tumblr#and i am NAWT showing them this shit 💯🔥#im probably gonna end up telling him i fucked up a backflip though and whn she inevitably asks why the HELL i was doing a backflip im gonna#have to admit that i got so excited about the Presence of The Harold that i suddenly became an energy faucet so strong i had to#wipe the fuck out to calm myself down#hit my dam head on my headboard and shit#sowwy im subjecting u to this mutuals . ur probably gonna be hearing a lot about this guy for a little while . ok a big while#you know when cats get the zoomies and start doing crazy parkour shit and attacking random shit with their teeth . thsts me when Harold#fuck 30 tags god damn . my final message watch tdi even thoug it stressful as hell so i can talk to u about harold . pleas 👍
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californiaquail · 1 year ago
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it should be illegal to be this tired all the time and the consequence should be free speed. or meth? or having a court order to never get out of bed prior to 10 am. idk
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b0nelessdoodles · 1 year ago
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HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!
Ain't got anything that festive but I do have Shadow Thrall Wilfree! :D This was the final fate of my dnd character and it was an absolute blast to play monster stat-block for a change~ o7 to my guy he ain't recovering from this one
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iamfuckingsorry · 6 months ago
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what are you sorry for
I was very sorry for just about everything back when I made this blog in like 2013
#i've talked about this at some point but it took me like a full month to come up with my tumblr url#and then one afternoon i was sitting in french class and i wasn't having a very good day#and i was trying my best to look like i was normal and doing just fine (though i did probably cry a little bit lets be honest)#but the only thing going through my mind was.#“im so sorry for what a failure i am. so sorry for everyone who has to meet me and deal with me.”#“sorry for my parents who got such a shitty worthless kid. im so sorry so sorry so sorry for being alive”#just like on repeat. for the entire class. i was just sitting there blinking aggressively not being able to think of anything else#and i was like. yeah. that's the essence of who i am as a person. i am sorry. i am a sorry excuse for a human and i fuck everything up#it'll be a good tumblr url.#needless to say my entire adulthood's been a breeze compared to that shit lol. so there's good sides to it too i guess#like it hasn't always been good or easy. but no matter how bad stuff goes i can always look at how i was doing at 13#and go#“you're nearly 30 and you're still alive. you have a job that pays your rent. you don't cry yourself to sleep on most nights.”#“your 13-year-old self would be so fucking impressed. i'm pretty sure she'd think you were making shit up if you tried to tell her.”#“you're doing better than you could ever have hoped for my friend. keep it up.”#herr's personal tag#noelleaxolotl#ask
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bluerosefox · 7 months ago
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Siblings Behavior
It's shenanigans time guys
So have this DpxDc idea.
So, the Justice League and the Light (OR villains in general) have two newish members, they've both been around for about a year and they're from the same plane of existence (a place called the Infinite Realms according to those who dabble in the occult)
And the two seem to have some serious beef with each other.
Wisp and Wrath are basicly feral cats hissing and hekles raised when they spot the other and their fights normally ends in draws. They're evenly matched and sometimes the two even fight to the point they are out of steam and just fist fight.
Needless to say everyone believes they totally hate each other and might one day kill (or end?) One of them.
So everything gets turned upside down when suddenly both factions of heros and villains are suddenly summoned to the Infinite Realms.
In a throne room.
In front of the Infinite King (or most commonly known as the Ghost King)
A King who looks very, very much like Wisp and Wrath (like yeah the two do sometimes look alike, like when they grin with sharp teeth and their hair color, but one has blue skin and red eyes for crying out loud!)
He's staring at them, glowing green eyes that seemed to just... know.
"Welcome to the Infinite Realms. I am King Phantom." His voice echoing in the throne room and seemed to rattle them deeply, like a sudden chill in the early morning.
"I have summoned you all here for a single reason." He continued to say "Tell me..."
Here he paused, closed his eyes before leaning back on the chair then he smiled big and cheerfully asked.
"How are my kids doing in your world? Dan and Ellie aren't causing too much chaos in their wake are they? They tend to go a tiny bit overboard sometimes but what siblings don't when they rough house you know. Tell me everything."
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screampied · 10 months ago
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i have an idea :]
ok so i always see people asking for gentle/needy/desperate choso. and i love it, but…
what about unassumingly ruthless choso? reader doesn’t know what she’s getting into? reader is cocky and gets humbled FAST? idk i just…
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❤︎ ໋𓈒 choso who puts his cute bratty gf in her place
warnings. fem! reader, attempted brat taming, doggystyle, big dick choso, unprotected.
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you’ve always been one to push his buttons, mainly because he always made it so easy.
choso was as intimidating as a kitten, whenever you’d tease him he’d always keep composure or restrain himself.
briefly smiling nervously, kissing your wrist and telling you to be a good girl and wait until you each return home.
but one day, he kind of just snaps…
he takes you home from shopping nearly all day with you, and you were enthusiastically ecstatic. you wondered what he’d do this time, but your thoughts were no match for what he had initially planned. to put it brief, choso had you laid on the bed on all fours. he’s drilling ruthlessly into your pussy and you’re just…speechless. choso’s so handsy, every few seconds he’d spank your ass to hear you whine out his name—in such two slutty syllables.
“c-choso..” you’d moan, the left side of your cheek attached practically to the silk bed sheets as if it was velcro.
“shh, no talkin, princess,” he grunts, and you could hear the slight whine picking up his voice before he stops himself. “i-i have to be more stern with you it seems. can’t always be so nice, gotta humble you just a little bit, fuck.”
if it was a word to perfectly describe you right now, at this particular moment…it would for sure be…dumbfounded.
you couldn’t see yourself but you’d bet money you looked stupid.
choso’s dick was so lengthy, appetizing and hitting every spot with just the tiniest amount of pressures his thrusts had you gnawing on the inside of your cheek with your toes curling tightly.
“what’s the matter? no more attitude?” he huffs, tilting his head to move some remaining strands that were starting to occlude his vision.
“i-if you’re gonna be rough, at least go h—”
“…oh, baby, you’re jus’ asking for it by this point.” he murmurs, wiping his forehead with the back of his palm.
your eyes rolls at feeling the very tips the curve of choso’s cock kiss against your folds. so deep, his thrusts were sloppy. purely responsible for the squelched that continuously sang throughout the room.
choso grabs onto both of your waist, and you moan once he’s just dragging your hips back and forth against him, making sure you feel every thick inch of his.
“do me a favor ‘n arch your back more,” immensely, you do—your body responds to choso with such a quickness it was simply humiliating. “good girl….now,” and you barely recognize choso’s voice. usually it’s so sweet and tender, now it was rough and a bit husky, a rasp hidden underneath each sentence he spoke.
needless to say, you found this version of choso to be quite hot.
“wait,” he pauses, pausing the mood with his own cute stammer in his voice, back to normal. “not goin' to rough, am i? i want you to be comfortable and-”
“baby, ‘m fine. keep fucking me please.” you pleaded, feeling his hips stutter as he was in the middle of talking. even trying to keep up a act, he still wanted to make sure you were okay—choso simpers to himself, caressing your ass before spanking it yet another time.
“okay okay,” he hums. his hips pick up again and you’re basically being pounded into the bed. the grip he had on your hips wasn’t too rough but just the perfect amount.
choso’s breathing starts to pick up, and he enjoys the view of you more than he thought he would. his head goes back, along with his let down hair before he pivots his hips a certain way. your pussy clamped down against him and you hear his jaw clench in pleasure. “…shit.”
your legs quavered beneath him, and he then used a hand to bring both of your wrists behind your back. “j-just like that choso, please, please.”
“baby, you’re not supposed to be praising me,” he pouts, and you giggle before moaning again — a sudden moment occurs where you thickly swallow, only to continue your sweet whimpers. “this was s-supposed to be a punishment.”
“so punish me then.” you mewled, your cunt easily hugs him like a vice, the noise it makes, a wet pop and you’re just soaked. choso’s ears grows hot from the feeling and he knows you can feel it too.
he sighs, shoving you further into the bed. “you’re something else.” and his voice grows low and pitched again—yet choso does the unexpected. he leans right into you, and you instantaneously feel the heel of his foot press against the very back of your head.
he wore socks, the soft padded wool brushes against your neck, and he’s roughly driving into your pussy now to where you can’t even saying anything.
all that came out of your dumb mouth was a squeal, this angle…
“let me have you,” he grunts, balls deep, his base was thick and repeatedly thwacked against your entrance. you were dizzy…drunk, but not that kind of drunk. the good kind where all you could think about was how good you were getting stuffed by your boyfriend’s hefty cock. “yeah, just lie down and let me—fuck.”
you’re panting, and it felt so good.
choso was always used to being gentle and tender with you, although if you wanted him to be a little rougher, he was more than happy to oblige.
“i-i’m gonna cum, choso… gonna make me cum.”
“don’t think you deserve it, he utters, and your lips part, jaw dropping, plethora of sweetened moans only escaping as a subtle response. “you’ve been teasing me all day. even started to stroke me in the dressing room.”
“s-sorry.” you moaned.
choso remains with his foot near the back of your head before pursing his eyebrows together. “you’re not sorry are you, baby? be honest.”
“n—no,” you whined, the thickness of his shaft twitching inside of you felt so heavenly. you could have sworn you felt a vein that ran down his length pulse inside of your tight cunt. “you’re right, you’re right, ‘m not s-sorry.”
he chuckles. “you could have just lied, you know?”
choso’s angle and thrusts against you were so pivotal inside you, so astonishingly deep that not even moments later you end up cumming hard. leaving a ring around his base. your breathing was irregular and heavy, eyes half-lidded and just convulsing underneath him.
“messy girl,” he whispers, pulling out, not even caring that he didn’t finish, all that matters was that you did. choso turns you over before planting a kiss on your lips—you pull him in for another, and another, before you make him trample onto you. “did you learn your lesson?”
“no,” you moaned, sitting up before lightly shoving him down on his back, straddling his lap now. “i want more.”
choso smirks, sliding a hand down your waist, fully disregarding his flustered face at seeing you attempt to take control. “of course you do, brat.”
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authorhjk1 · 2 months ago
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How would SNSD as your step sis go on a sex vacation with you?
Taeyeon
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Taeyeon would take you skiing. But that's just an excuse. An excuse for the two of you to stay at a cosy cabin for a week, while you bend her over every surface you can find. She loves to watch the flames dance in the open fireplace, lying on her stomach, while you fuck her from behind, enjoying her tight pussy. The two of you barely leave the cabin. The only reason Taeyeon asked you to come with her on a trip is to make your creampie her as often as she can take it.
Jessica
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"That's right, yes! Put a baby in your noona!"
You hold out as long as you can, until you finally cum deep inside of her. The words that left Jessica's mouth mere moments ago aren't just part of a normal breeding kink. She does have one, always telling you to cum inside and breed her, while the two of you are at home, hiding from your parents. But this is something different. Jessica chose this week for your vacation together on purpose. It's the time of the month were she is the most fertile. A couple of wonderful days, where you can finally breed your stepsister's pussy properly.
You just booked a hotel room across the city. Nothing much, since you won't be leaving it anyways. You've defiled the whole room by now.
"Come on, let me blow you real quick. Then, you can cum in me again."
Jessica gets off you, already thinking about her fifth creampie of the day. You glance at the clock; 10 am. You have a long, but wonderful day ahead of you.
Sunny
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"What do you think?"
She proudly smiles at you, the Eiffel Tower in the background. You can't believe Sunny got you a hotel room from which you could directly see it.
"It's amazing."
"Don't I deserve a reward now?"
Her smile turns a little wider when you nod. You won't be leaving this room for a while. But at least you have a great view.
"Come on then."
Sunny opens the glass door behind her and steps out onto the balcony.
"I hope no one looks up."
Her joke leaves you worried for a moment. Worried that your parents might find out. Highly unlikely. Almost impossible. And yet, here you are afraid to get caught, while your stepsister is already opening your belt.
Tiffany
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Your parents were surprised when Tiffany told them that she won a trip to the Caribbeans and you'd be her plus one. You doubt that is the truth, but you don't mind it all, if it means you get to have sex with your stepsister for two entire weeks. A small house at a secluded beach. The two of you are the only people there, no one else is around. You found out early that Tiffany's favorite place to fuck is the beach. On a towel, whatever position you can think of as long as it means you cum in her pussy.
Hyoyeon
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Despite having moved out of their house for a while now, your parents still keep inviting you and your stepsister to go on vacation with them. This time they wanted to go hiking. Needless to say, you and Hyeoyeon have different plans. The two of you told them that you wanted to go separately, so you parents could spend more time together. But it is you and Hyeoyeon who don't want to be disturbed. Once you reach a big waterfall, you watch her strip, before she jumps into the pond.
"You coming?"
Her seductive smile inviting you to join her.
Yuri
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Yuri was happy when your parents gave the two of you one room. Because that means that Yuri can pounce on you whatever chance she gets. Every night you fuck each other to sleep and you stay buried inside of her untile the next morning. After an amazing blowjob to wake you up, you join your parents for breakfast. It always seems like a normal vacation with your family, until you are alone witch Yuri. She likes it when you put her on all fours, make her face the beautiful ocean while you fuck her from behind.
Sooyoung
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This is your first time going on vacation with your stepsister alone. You know why she wants to spend more time with you. The two of you have been sneaking around the house for weeks now, since the first time you had sex.
Sooyoung chose a nice hotel somewhere in Europe. Far away from your parents and a great place for the two of you to finally fuck undisturbed.
But your eyes widen in surprise, when you watch Sooyoung lift her dress in the elevator, after the two of you just checked in.
"What is that?"
Sooyoung bites her lip as she shows off her ass, before she steps closer, a mischievous smirk on her lips.
"I didn't take you on vacation to just have sex with you."
She kisses your lips, before she continues.
"We are here so you can finally use all three of my holes."
Yoona
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Your heart beats faster and faster as you reach the end of the ceremony. After years and years of hiding each other's love from others, this is the day you make it official. Only the two of you. At a beach far away from your parents. Somewhere on Hawaii.
"You may now kiss the bride."
You turn to your stepsister. Yoona looks like the most beautiful woman on earth in her wedding dress. As your lips meet and your eyes close, you know that you're in for a wild two week long honeymoon. Yoona won't let you leave her pussy for even a minute, until you arrive back in Korea.
Seohyun
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"What if they see us?"
"They won't."
The two of you originally planned to go far far away for your little sex vacation. But Seohyun reminded you of the fact that you only have one week together. She doesn't want to waste your precious time for an hour long plane ride back and forth. So the two of you just drove an hour or two, until you found the vacation home you booked a week ago.
"We won't be wandering around much anyway, right?"
Seohyun is sitting in your lap, her lower half already naked. You feel your cock hardening inside of her, despite having filled her pussy barely two minutes ago.
"Right."
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delusional-day-dreamer · 4 months ago
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Last Friday Night - p.b
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‣ paige bueckers x reader!
‣ nika's version of this fic
‣ wc: 1953; sorry this is so short and lowkey not that good?
‣‣ synopsis: you and paige have kept your relationship on the dl for a while now, but what happens when your inebriated selves slip up on kk’s live? pretend the ncaa's lift on cannabis for athletes happens before the start of the 23-24 season!
‣‣‣ a/n: guys i'm so sorry for the utter lack of content but I just got back from camp and i am ready to feed y'all, i got a lot of ideas cooking up and i'm really hoping i can post a lot more while i have the time. also for the multiple versions, i genuinley couldn't choose who to write this about, so i just did both!
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8:42 am
To say that you and Paige were in trouble by the events of last night was a little bit of an understatement. Both of your phones were blowing up by your respective coaches, teammates, close friends, and all of your social media accounts.
As you scrolled through your tiktok, text messages, instagram tags, and just about everything else on your phone while laying next to Paige's sleeping figure in her bed, it only reaffirmed one thing in your head.
You and Paige majorly fucked up.
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12:07 am; where it all went wrong
With your volleyball season and Paige's basketball season being in their respective peaks during this time of year, you had barely gotten a chance to spend time with your girlfriend alone. The two of you were either travelling for away games, at practice, in class, hanging out with your friends or teammates, or busy studying. Needless to say, you missed Paige. A lot.
Which, combined with the weed pen you were hitting periodically, loosened your inhibitions to a whole new level inside of Ted's fairly crowded bar.
It wasn't jam-packed, but there was a decent crowd of older college students for a Friday night in October, especially since Halloween was soon to be approaching in two weeks.
Normally, you and Paige weren’t big on PDA, at most you would hold hands or give small pecks around the team, considering the fact that the two of you kept your relationship very much on the down low, not so much a secret as very private. You never denied any allegations but basically never posted together on your own, unless the two of you ended up in the background of someone else’s pictures.
Social media had a lot of speculation, edits, rumors, etc, surrounding the two of you, as you had no connection to the team as a volleyball player yet still hung out with them regularly. But either way, you and Paige always just minded your own business and kept everything very hush hush. Except for tonight.
Paige was sort of sober, she had done two shots with some of the other girls while you mostly just smoked a few times, not wanting to get super high, but just enough to let the tingly sense of giggly euphoria wash over you.
Yet one thing you failed to consider when choosing weed over alcohol for tonight was the fact that it made you incredibly horny. That, combined with the fact that you and Paige hadn’t spent any time together in the last three weeks, let alone have sex, were the leading factors of tonight.
The rest of the basketball team was spread throughout the bar, some were at a table not far from the two of you, messing around on KK's live, while others were dancing, drinking, or mingling with their other friends.
Which left you and Paige alone, squished together in the corner of the bar top. You were leaning with your back against the wall, standing in between Paige's spread legs from her position facing you atop the stool. Her hands were holding onto your bare thighs, occasionally removing her left to take a small sip of her drink before dutifully returning to your legs.
"I'm just saying P, we could definitely sneak out without anyone noticing, everyone's too busy doing their own thing," you attempted to convince your stubborn girlfriend, sweetening the notion by rubbing your hands up and down her jean-clad thighs.
As D1 athletes, it was obvious that the two of you had toned and muscular bodies, but one of Paige's features you found most attractive were her muscular thighs she built from her time in the gym and on the court, especially the way they would wrap around your head while eating her out.
"We'll leave soon baby don't worry. Besides," Paige leaned into your ear, her warm breath sending shivers down your spine. "I already promised I would make up the last three weeks to you tonight yeah? What's another hour ma?"
You bit your bottom lip as Paige pulled back, thudding your head on the wall behind you as your eyes trailed over the small smirk Paige held, now using her fingers to draw small circles on your thigh.
"Fuck, you're driving me crazy like this Paige," you reached your right hand over to the bar top, desperate to take another hit of your pen to ease the influx of horny thoughts running through your mind.
Before you could bring the vape up to your mouth, Paige grabbed your waist and pulled you into her, and despite her sitting position, you still only had a good two inches over her.
"You're not gonna share baby?" Her teasing eyes gleamed up at you as she licked her lips in anticipation.
You immediately knew what she meant by that, the two of you doing it all the time whenever you're smoking or vaping together (let's be frl, they're college students, it's NORMAL).
You smirked at her suggestion, leaning into her before taking a deep inhale of the weed, allowing as much of the smoke to enter your lungs as possible before using your left hand to grab Paige's jaw, pressing your open lips against hers to shotgun the smoke into her mouth.
You didn't even wait to finish exhaling all of the smoke and taking another breath before enveloping Paige's lips into yours hungrily, eagerily gripping her waist with the hand still holding the vape.
You kissed her passionately, deepening the kiss as you slipped your tongue into her mouth, the mixture of the rum and coke she was drinking earlier and the earthy taste of weed making your head spin.
You continued to make out for a few minutes, gently pulling away while tugging her bottom lip with your teeth, gazing down at her closed eyes and blissful expression.
"You finally ready to go home P?" You teased, licking your swollen lips at her finally needy expression.
"We're getting the fuck out of here, right now," she rushed out, flagging down the bartender to pay off her tab and the second she got her credit card in hand, interlocked her fingers with yours to drag you out of the bar.
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Completely unbeknownst to the two of you, KK and her live had been at the table diagonal to you the whole time, and while her body covered the two of you behind her while sitting, the only shield you had quickly disappeared when she stood up, leaning over the table to steal some of Ice's food when it had been set down, completely exposing you to her two thousand viewers, who were no doubt screen-recording.
The camera clearly caught your lips against Paige's blowing smoke into her mouth before leaning in to kiss her, and despite the two of you being on screen for less than a minute, it was enough to cause an internet commotion.
KK's eyes scanned over the comments as she sat back down, blocking your frames as she shoved a few fries in her mouth. Her eyes widened at the sudden influx of comments about you and Paige, leaning in to figure out what was going on.
"I, what? There's no way y'all," she whispered to the table of Nika, Ice, Carol, and Jana. Aubrey leaned in from KK's right side, trying to figure out what had happened.
Covering the camera slightly, KK, and everyone else, turned around to witness you and Paige's little makeout session ending and the flirty whispers exchanged.
"Unfortunately tonight's live is gonna have to end here girly pops, and if you think you saw something, no you didn't!" KK exclaimed as she quickly turned off the live, the table erupting with laughter at the situation. The whole team had placed bets on how long it would take you and Paige to fumble, and half of them had just lost a hundred dollars at your shennagains.
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The walk back to Paige's apartment was brief, filled with flirty touches and short pecks to tide the two of you over until you finally entered home, Paige immediately pushing you up against the front door, moving her lips down your neck and around your collarbones with gentle grazes of her teeth and soothing licks.
"P please, stop teasing," you breathed out, grasping Paige's hair tightly from her scalp with your hand, pulling her face up to yours to gaze down at her with a pleading expression.
"Aw, my poor baby," she cooed, mocking your horny desperation for her, but thankfully Paige wasn't that cruel.
She led you over to her bedroom, slamming her bedroom door behind her as she pulled your shirt over your head, unfastening the bra clipped behind your back all while reconnecting your lips as she laid you down onto the bed.
You moaned into her mouth as her long fingers bunched your skirt up by your waist, rubbing gentle circles on your clit through your panties.
Before you even had the chance to ask for more, she slid the fabric to the side, running her fingers through your slick before inserting two of her fingers, curling them up into you as you let go of her lips to throw your head back, moaning loudly at her ministrations.
"Oh my god Paige, right there baby, fuck," your leg wrapped around her waist tightly as you clenched around her fingers, bucking your hips up to match her movements. Your hands making their way around her neck and back, pressing her body firmly up against yours.
Normally you wouldn't be so close to finishing within a few minutes, but the weed from earlier created a delirious fog that clouded your brain and with the way Paige's fingers were both pressing into your g-spot and rubbing your clit, your orgasm was quickly approaching.
"Fuck I'm so close P, please just need a little more," you whimpered into her ear, moving your lips down to nip at the sweet spot under her ear.
Her other hand responded quickly to your begs, twisting and tugging firmly at your nipple as she mindlessly muttered every dirty thought that crossed her mind, knowing how deeply her praises affected you.
"Doing so good for me ma, always such a good girl. You gonna be my good girl and come for me? Just let go for me baby."
Her words were the final thing to push you over the edge, the tight coil in your stomach snapping as you immediately arched your back into Paige, an endless string of moans and curses falling from your mouth as you let your orgasm wash over you fully.
"God Paige, I don't think I can even feel my legs right now," you giggled in her embrace as she slowly eased her fingers out of you, sucking the remnants of your orgasm off them before wrapping them around your waist, laying you over her as she laid onto her back.
"Hm, fucked you that good huh?" She smirked, using her clean(ish) hand to brush the slightly sweaty strands of hair that had fallen in front of your flushed face.
"I don't know why you're getting so cocky Bueckers, haven't even had my turn with you yet," you teased, running your fingers over her stomach, tugging at the remaining fabric on her body.
"Thought you just said you can't even feel your legs?"
"Good thing I don't need them to fuck you then yeah? Don't you think my fingers and mouth will be enough for you P," you retorted, shuffling your body down the mattress so you could finally have your way with Paige.
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samandcolbyownme · 1 month ago
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Okay okay hear me out 👀
Could you please write pornstar! Sam, Colby, or Jake and it’s really smutty then he helps her clean up after and asks her on a date ?? ☺️
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Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, pornstar!Reader, pornstar!Sam, friends to lovers, recording, kissing, fingering, oral (m rec), squirting, use of slut, unprotected sex, creampie, filth
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You and Sam were neighbors, who coincidentally do the same type of work - porn.
It took a few months to figure it out, but once you both knew, it’s like you clicked instantly. He’s seen your content, and of course, you watched his.
You mainly did solo stuff, every now and then you’d appear in other videos with both men and women, but you mainly kept to yourself.
Sam on the other hand, he was just as popular as you were, so you can imagine just how hectic his job can get.
You were currently sitting on your couch, listening to your manager ramble on about how you might want to kick it up a notch and start doing one on one videos, or whatever it is you’d like to do.
You let out a small sigh before unmuting your mic, “Can I at least pick the guy?”
“Oh absolutely, y/n. That’s all you. I’m just trying to give you ideas on how to stay our top girl.”
“Am I in the run to be bumped down or something?” You tilt your head and she shakes her head, “No, I just have the owner of the company on my ass about wanting the girls to look into doing other things. I think your solo stuff is great, they just want..”
“More.” You cut her off and she nods, “Yeah, more. But you can pick whoever, someone in the industry, someone not.. just be creative and trust me, I know you can.”
She smiles and you laugh, “Yeah, I usually don’t have any issues with that.”
“Oh. Hold on.” She lifts her phone and sighs, “Talk later, babe. I gotta go.”
The zoom meeting ends and you tilt your head back, staring up at the ceiling until a lightbulb goes off. You set your computer down, walking over to your door and next to Sam’s.
You know a few times and step back, waiting for him to open the door, “Hey, what’s up?”
“You have a minute?” You tilt your head and he nods, “Yeah, yeah. Come in.”
You walk into his apartment and turn around, “I know we’ve been friends for a while and I know this.. industry is normal to us, but I need a favor.. if you’re willing..”
He nods, “Yeah, anything.”
“How would you feel about doing a video with me?”
There was clear tension in the air, no matter where you and Sam were. Same room, on the phone, didn’t matter.
“Oh hell yeah.” Sam nods, “I’m down to help you out.”
“You are?” You sigh, “Oh good, this means I don’t have to awkwardly ask everyone to collab.”
“How would it be awkward?” Sam tilts his head and you laugh, “I don’t normally.. like asking.. I like being asked.. you know?”
“You seemed to have asked me just fine.” He teases and you sigh, “I take it back.”
“No, no I’m kidding!” He laughs walking over to you, “I will be more than glad to help. I have some free time later if you want to get it done and out of the way today?”
You nod, “Sounds good. I’ll.. just, uh.” You walk towards the door, “Go get everything set up. Do you want to film it ourselves.. or did you want me to have Nash send in a camera guy?”
“Up to you, sweetheart. Whatever you’re more comfortable with.”
You nod, “Okay. I’ll figure something out.”
You left before your cheeks could turn any redder, needless to say, you were excited.
You’ve had a small crush on Sam since the first day he moved in, you’ve just been too chicken to say or do anything about it.
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There was a knock on your door and you froze before walking over. You took a deep breath and opened it, giving Sam a smile, “Hey, come in.”
“Thanks.” He smiles and walks in, “You know, for as many times as I’ve been here.. it always amazes me how nice and pretty your apartment is.”
You laugh, “I think the same about yours, honestly.”
He laughs and tilts his head, “So what’s the game plan?”
“I figured we can kinda just film it ourselves? I can do the editing and stuff afterwards, if that’s cool with you?”
He nods, “Yeah, fine by me. This is your show, I’m just a part of it.”
You point towards the hall, “Follow me.” You lead him back to your spare room and open the door, “This is where I film all of my stuff.”
“Oh so this is where the magic happens, huh?” Sam smirks as he walks in, “You wouldn’t think this room is what it was used for.”
“Try to keep it nice and discreet incase any snoopy family members come over, you know?”
He nods, “Yeah, I get that.” He sits down on the bed, so what’s.. how did you want to do this?” He looks over at you as he leans back and you shrug, “I mean.. I figured we could give the people what they want..”
You click the camera that’s having the bed on and you walk over to him, leaning down to brush your lips against his, “And just have you treat me like a slut?”
His lips part and his hand slides up your arm to grip the back of your neck as he gives you a few small nods, “I can do that.”
He closes the space between the two of you and you both pause, seeing if each other felt that burst of electricity, and you must have because he pulls you right back in, and you were now straddling his lap.
You grind down onto him, moaning into his mouth as his hand slides around to grip the front of your neck.
He rolls you over and pushes your shirt up with his free hand. His lips trail between the valley or your boobs and you gasp as he takes your one nipple into his mouth.
Your back arches upward and his grip tightens, causing a squeaked moan to slip through.
He kisses back up to your lips and moves to stand up, “Do you have another camera?”
You nod and point to the camera sitting next to the one that’s already rolling. He walks over, grabbing it and comes back with it on, “Take your clothes off for me, I wanna see that slutty little body.”
You bite your lip as you sit up to take off your shirt, revealing your chest with a smirk.
Sam groans lowly, “Fuck, yeah, baby. That’s it.”
You lay back, lifting your hips to push your shorts and panties down your thighs and you kick them off of your ankles.
“Spread your legs, sweetheart.”
You run your hands over your chest as your knees move away from each other, revealing your pussy to him and the camera.
“I’m going to fuckin’ ruin you.” Sam looks at you and you nod, “Please. It’s all I’ve ever wanted.”
He nods down, “Gotta do something for me first.” His eyes follow as you move to the floor in front of him. He angles the camera down, glancing to make sure you’re in frame before his eyes stay on you.
You undo his jeans, biting your lip as you pull them down to reveal the outline of his strained cock within his boxers.
You slide your hand over it, stopping to slip your fingers into the band of his boxers and pull them down. Your eyes fixate on his cock before moving to look up at him, “You’re so big.”
He smirks, reaching down to pinch your chin, “You can take it, baby. Now open for me.”
You lick your lips, parting them as your mouth opens wide.
You take in a breath as you stick out your tongue, your eyes staying on him as his cock slaps against it a few times.
You lean forward, wrapping your lips around him as you work the tip, earning low groans from him, “Fuck, baby.” He bucks his hips, “Take it, I know you can.”
You bob your head up and down, your eyes starting to water as you feel him grow closer to the back of your throat.
His fingers tangle within your hair, gripping tightly as he holds your head still. His hips thrust forward, fucking your throat at a slightly fast pace.
“Fucking hell.” He groans, “Look at me, I wanna show everyone just how much this slut can take.”
Your watery eyes move up to look at him from under your lashes, his lock onto yours and he thrusts fully in, early a slight gag from you.
“Fuuuck.” Sam moans as he pulls out to repeat his action, “Good girl.”
He pulls out, his hand staying in your hair, “Get on the bed.” He lets go of and you smirk as you move to the end of the bed, crawling up on it.
Sam kicks off his shoes and steps out of his pants and boxers, “You’re already so wet, just look at this pussy.” His fingers drag up and down your folds as he points the camera directly at it, “it’s just begging to be fucked.”
You wiggle your hips, “Please.”
Sam bites his lip as he pushes a finger into you, “What’d ya say, baby?”
“P-please.” You repeat yourself, moaning as he curls his finger, “I need you.”
“Louder, baby.”
“Please!” You push your hips back, “Fuck, please! I need you to fuck me, need you so bad.”
Sam pushes his finger in and out a few times before adding another, “Fuck, just listen to that.”
Your soaked cunt squelches against his fingers as they move, “Fuck, I just know you’re going to feel so good on me.”
He bites his lip as he pulls his fingers out, “Roll over, baby.”
You move onto your back and look up at him. He leans forward, the camera on your face as he slips his wet fingers into your mouth.
His lips part as he watches you suck your wetness from his fingers, “Fuck, you like the taste of yourself, huh?”
You nod, giving him a smile and he groans, “M’gonna need to fuck you more often.” He leans down, resting the camera by your head as his lips connect to yours.
Your nails drag up his back as you pull his shirt over his head and tossing it once it’s off his body. His lips find yours again and you gasp as his cock slides into you.
“Oh fuck.” You throw your head back, moaning out loudly as his thrusts pick up fast. Your legs wrap around his waist and your nails dig into his back even harder, “Oh my god.”
“So fucking good.” Sam groans loudly, “What are you, baby? Hmm?”
“I- fuck.” Your back arches, “I’m your slut.”
“Fuckin’ taking me like you are, goddamn.” Sam pushes his body up, staring down at you as he pins your thighs outward, “So fucking hot.”
He leans down quickly, grabbing the camera before leaning back up. He pans it over your body, holding it over your face as it scrunches up with pleasure, “I-I’m so close, so close, baby.”
“Yeah?” Sam groans as he continues his thrusts, “Cum for me.” His free hand slides over, stopping to press this thumb against your clit, “Cum all over me, baby.”
Your back arches and your head rolls to the side as moans and whines leave your lips in a string of noise, “Fuck, fuck.” Your walls squeeze his cock, “I-I, fuck, there there!”
The circles on your clit grew harder and you could do nothing but whine as your body twitched with the thrusts of his cock.
“Oh fuck.” Sam quickly pulls his cock out, rubbing his fingers over your clit quickly which causes you to squirt, “Look at that. Fucking hell.”
Your hips roll back and forth and you’re practically screaming at this point.
Sam lays down and you sit up, moving to straddle his waist and slide back down on his cock.
His hands grip your hips and his eyes stay glued to your face, “That’s it, sweetheart.” He bites his lip as his hands slide up to grab your boobs and knead.
“You have such beautiful tits, baby. Fuck..” he grabs the camera and holds it steady in front of you boobs that are bouncing with each one of your downward thrusts, “Look at them.”
You tilt your head to the side, “F-fuck, fuck.” You lean forward, your hand pressing into his chest, “Feels so good, baby..”
“Yeah?” Sam moans as he bucks his hips upward, “You feel even better.” He sits up, lips crashing onto yours as you continue to roll your hips.
He swallows your moans with ease and tightly wraps his arm around your waist as he rolls you back over, “I’m gonna fill this pussy.. this slutty fuckin’ pussy.”
You whine at his words, clenching around him, “p-please, I want you, baby, I want you so fucking much.”
Sam kisses down your neck, taking your one nipple into his mouth and bites down.
You tangle your fingers in his hair and tug, moaning out as you cum once again around him.
Sam pulls out, his fingers finding their way to your clit to urge you to squirt again, and you do. The liquid splashes around, soaking the bed under you as it just keeps coming.
“Fucking hell, baby. That’s so fucking hot.” Sam groans as he leans down to suck your clit. Your hand snakes into his hair, moaning loudly as the slight overstimulation that’s settling in.
All you could do what whimper and moan, bucking your hips every so often.
You swore you were seeing stars.
He moves back up, lips on yours as his cock slides back into your achingly soaked cunt.
His thrusts quickly turn sloppy and you feel his cock twitch, pumping his cum deep into you. He grabs the camera as he sits up, angling it down as he pulls out.
You bring your legs up, squeezing your thighs together as your hands hold behind your knees.
“Look at that.” He breathes out, sliding his finger upward to collect the leaked cum and pushes it back into you.
You spread your thighs, sitting up as you reach out to lick his finger clean.
He points the camera towards you face and you smile, “Best fuck I’ve ever had.” You giggle as he raises his brows, “You mean that?”
You nod, “One hundred percent, baby.”
He turns the camera off and gets up to shut the other one off, “Don’t move.” He points to you and you nod. He walks to the bathroom, coming back with a wet washcloth, “Let me clean you up.”
You nod, lying back to spread your legs again.
You watch as he wipes off your center, then your thighs, and he grabs the other one and leans up to wipe off your chin, “Gotta little dried saliva on there.”
“Do I?” You sit up and wipe off your chin with your hand and he shakes his head laughing, “No, I’m kidding.”
You laugh and stand up, bending down to grab your shirt and shorts, “Thank you for doing this.”
“Just helping out a friend.. right?”
You stare at him and nod slowly, “Right.”
After a few moments of silence while getting dressed, Sam walks over to you, “We both felt that right?”
You nod your head with a smile, “I meant it when I said you were the best fuck I’ve ever had, so.” He smirks and nods, “would you.. want to get dinner?”
“We can.. get it delivered and edit our video?” You smirk and lay a hand on his chest. He tilts his head, his eyes flicking from your hand to your eyes, “May have to go for an unscheduled round two, if you’re okay with that.”
“That’s why I said about editing the video together.” You bite your lip and pull him in for a kiss. His hands tighten on your waist and he leans back, “Just so you know.. I don’t like sharing. Once you’re mine.. you’re mine.”
You nod, “funny, because I feel the same exact way.”
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Two days later, you’re awoken by a phone call.
“Hello?” You mumble as you place it against your ear, and your manager, who is way too excited at this early in the morning yells, “You’re about to hit eight million likes!”
“Huh?” You sit up, “Wait, wait what?”
“Yeah! That video of you and Sam is going absolutely viral on all of our pages. The passion. The sexiness. The squirts. Baby, you are killing it!”
“Oh.. fuck.” You laugh, “I’ll be sure to deliver the message to Sam, “Thank you! I’ll get on right now and look.”
Sam rolls over and slides his hand up your arm as he sits up, “What’s going on, baby?” He plants a few kisses on your shoulder and you hold your finger up.
“I’m going to need more from the two of you. You guys are a powerhouse.” She sighs, “Proud of you! Keep it up!” She hangs up and you turn your head, “We’re about to hit eight million likes on that video.”
“Eight?” He sits up and looks at you, and you nod, “They want more from us.”
“I have no problem delivering.”
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Thanks for reading! I love you all so much! Catch you in the next one!
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adventuringblind · 1 year ago
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Defensive Maneuvers
Max Verstappen x Leclerc!reader
Genre: fluffy with a pinch of angst
Request: yes! I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it. Requests are open for Max, Charles, Oscar, and lando. Don't hesitate to send me ideas!
Summary: The normally soft-spoken leclerc sister becomes the out spoken girl her family knows. What triggers this change? Max Verstappen and his ridiculous father.
Warnings: Jos being Jos, mentions of verbal abuse, mention of physical abuse if you squint, *best Daniel Riccardo voice* nooooot prooooofreaaaad
Notes: written in third person . I am neither the youngest nor have brothers, so I tried my best to get an accurate relationship depiction. Ironically, I'm the oldest with sisters.
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The Leclerc sister is known by her brothers as the baby of the family. Even Arthur, who is only older by mere minutes, holds it over her head that she is the youngest.
The constant teasing from her siblings made her learn how to use her quick wit. Verbal comebacks becoming her specialty at a young age. Because of her ability to be polite in public, no one suspects what she is truly capable of.
Her brothers tease her regardless but she lets them. Her sharp tongue making them regret not holding theirs.
Pierre had made this mistake once. Mainly under the influence of Charles convincing him to say something at her expense. The verbal lashing he received in response had him apologizing profusely. Charles doubling over in laughter as her practically lectured his friend. Needless to say, Pierre has yet to make this mistake again.
Charles was by far her favorite sibling. Lorenzo had a habit of bossing her around and Arthur shared a room with her. She loved all her brothers, but felt the most connected to Charles. She followed him around like a lost puppy some days. Ready to cheer him on at every Karting race.
This was where she first encountered Max.
After the race, she went to go congratulate Charles for a race well done. He was third but all the Leclerc’s were proud nonetheless. On the way over to him, she saw Max. He was at majority of the races Charles was at. The two had never talked formally, but they were aware of the others existence.
Something about the situation she was witnessing didn’t felt right. Max was standing with his dad, his knuckles turning white from gripping his second place trophy so tightly.
As she walked by, she almost fell over at hearing how his father was treating him. The slander leaving his mouth over his son placing second almost made her tear up. She was only nine at the time, but even she knew whatever was happening was wrong.
So she steeled herself, took a deep breath, and entered into the conversation. She walked up and tapped Max’s shoulder. He jumped at the feeling, not having seen you coming.
“Hello Max, Charles is busy with family but wanted to congratulate you.” She smiled warmly at the Dutch boy. Obviously taken off guard.
Jos turned to her, also not knowing how to handle this. “Not much to congratulate,” he sneered. The young Leclerc narrows her eyes at him. Not realizing how brash the older man is.
“What do you mean, Mr. Verstappen? There is plenty to congratulate.” She questions back, her tone mildly snarky. Obviously having no intention of backing down. The older man didn’t even bothering responding to her. He turns on his heels and walks away. Yelling back to Max “I’ll be in the car.”
Max looks between the girl who he’d never spoken too and his father. Unsure of what he should do in this situation. Thankfully the girl notices this. “Sorry for stepping in. He sounded unreasonably upset.” She apologized with a huff.
“Thanks actually- for what you did.” Max stutters out. No one had ever taken the time to defend him.it was an unusual feeling. He knows he can’t stay long though. “I should go. I’ll see you around- I guess.” Then he runs off. Waving as he goes.
She had told her mother about it. The older woman explaining what was probably happening at home. It made her sad for the Dutch boy. Having to hear that it happens more often then just races.
This was only the first encounter with Max. The Leclerc sister made it a point to find Max after every race and praise for a job well done. Much to his fathers dismay. She knew she couldn’t stop what was happening, but maybe her words would help ease some of the hurt.
The girls mother occasionally helped out with her quest. Walking with her daughter to find the Dutch and congratulate him.
It became a routine. One that Max was starting to enjoy. The seeking out now being reciprocated. The two even finding time to converse about things aside from racing.
Max’s father had started to become increasingly more annoyed at this fact. Pulling Max away from you. Spitting vulgar words at a child that wasn’t even his own.
Pascals had made a note that if she was directly insulting to Mr. Verstappen, it might make things harder for Max. She still made her snarky remarks and threw insults at the older man, but only loud enough to make Max chuckle.
Her brothers eventually caught on. Charles and Arthur saying nice things to Max in passing. Charles was more strained, but was trying nonetheless.
The brothers began teasing her relentlessly as they grew up. Her fondness for Max only growing. Her quick tongue seemed to falter when they brought up Max. She held a soft spot for him, as he did for her.
When Max and Charles were in formula 2, she was incredibly proud of both of them. She divided her time equally between the two boys. Still always making sure to sing Max’s praises loud enough for everyone to hear.
Originally she though Max’s father would cool down and maybe start to see how talented he is, but she was mistaken. The older man somehow seemed to get more competitive.
It was increasingly easier to talk to each other now since the two both have phones. She comforted over video calls as he ranted about something stupid his father said to him. He listens to her talk about her fathers battle with illness. The two became inseparable. Being the reason for each others smiles on most occasions.
Then formula 1 came. Charles driving for Ferrari and Max for Redbull. The youngest Leclerc baskets in both boy finally making it. Years of hard work paying off.
Max no longer lived at home. Having moved to an apartment in Monaco. This meaning the two could spend more time together. The, now young woman, takes pride in that fact she convinced him to move closer to her.
She’d become more outspoken recently. Opening defending both her brothers and Max. Most people knew not to say anything if she was within earshot.
The year is now 2021 and Max and Lewis are both fighting hard for the championship title. Max was visible upset at the end the race. Second place wasn’t enough if Lewis is going to keep winning.
The young woman immediately trying to find him after the podium celebration. She had seen the look in his fathers eyes and is now frantically trying to beat him to Max. Charles and Arthur found her in a frenzy. Confused because she is usually calm, her sarcastic remarks and opinions given so level that you’d think it was rehearsed.
“I need to find Max.” She explained, panting from running around the paddock. They decided three sets of eyes would be better then one and split off in different direction.
She was so caught up in her search for Max that she hadn’t noticed her phone buzzing in her pocket.
A text from Charles reading: In the back of the Redbull garage. It doesn’t look good.
She took off running spotting snarled waiting for her outside. She could hear the commotion from Jos.
“I was going to try and break it up but they won’t let me in.” Charles gestures to the wall of Redbull engineers. She however, wasn’t going to let them stop her from getting to Max. She shoved her way through with determination and surprising strength. Immediately settling herself between the two Dutch men.
Jos had turned his anger towards her now. His finger getting dangerously close to her face. “You are part of the problem.”
She crosses her arms over her chest. “The only problem currently is you.”
“My son has been distracted because of you. His hopes for a title this year not getting any better because of you.” He spits. She can feel his breath on her face.
“Personally, I think Max is a good racer because he wants to be. Not because of you or me helping or distracting.” She lets a smirk form on her lips. “Your just angry because your finally running out of things to berate him about. Hard to be angry when Max is better then you.”
Jos’ face had turned red. She could feel Max’s anxiety increasing from behind her.
Then everything happened in slow motion. She hadn’t noticed Jos’ hand raised above her. Charles moved faster then anyone. Shoving Jos to the side, his hand not getting to connect with anything but the nearest wall.
He was raging now. Thrashing like a child who didn’t get their way. Pierre and Charles who had somehow managed their way inside kept a firm grip on him as Christian ran to get security.
The Youngest Leclerc. The one who spent her days defending Max in secret, keeping the haters at bay never letting Max go a day without know he is loved. Finally she turned around and stared deeply into his eyes. Blue irises glasses over from tears he’d been holding back.
She embraces him warmly. His face buried into the crook of her neck. “I’m sorry I wasn’t here sooner.” She apologized softly.
Max pulled away and gives her a confused look. “On the contrary, I think you were right on time.”
Security had come and grabbed Jos to escort him out of the paddock. Charles and Pierre now finding then tension between the two heating up. The two boys giggling. “I swear if you two don’t kiss or something I will no play nice with Max.” Charles laughed.
She didn’t care about the teasing. Just taking time to comfort Max. The two still conjoined in a loose hold.
Max leans his forehead against hers. “You know I’ve loved you for awhile right?” He smiles.
“You would be stupid to not.” She remarks. Max shaking his head at the remark. “But I have to agree with Charles on this one.”
Max doesn’t hesitate any longer. Placing his lips on hers. Pulling her as close to him as he can. He then pulls away, his lips still close to hers and voice barely a whisper.
“Thank you, for protecting me all these years.”
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roll-of-royces · 9 months ago
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HC: How They Respond To Someone Flirting With You
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At first he is subtle about his jealousy, his jaw tightens, he shifts a little closer. He makes an off-handed remark to whoever is causing the jealousy ("Yes, my partner and I went out for breakfast yesterday. We enjoyed it.").
If the stranger persists so does Zayne. Now it's an arm lightly curling around your waist. It's a kiss to the top of your head, a rare display of affection despite others nearby. The statements become more claiming, like "I am lucky to call them mine."
And if still whoever is the culprit does not get the hint, Zayne's passive-aggressiveness grows. He all out disengages from the situation entirely, "If you'll excuse us." Guiding you away with a hand firmly in the small of your back.
He doesn't blame you, he expects it. After all what he said is true, he knows he's lucky to have you. The night ends early, as he takes you back to his apartment. When you're alone, he's clingy. Hands on your face, then your hips. He kisses you more than usual, muttering compliments like curses, "I should have known with you being so beautiful." or "Let me show you how perfect you are."
Needless to say, you don't get much sleep.
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It takes Xavier a moment to realize what is going on, but after he puts the pieces together his stance changes. His normally casual slouched posture straightens. His eyes, blinking away in errant contented sleepy thought a moment ago, are now sharp. He takes your hand.
If that is not enough his astonishment grows. He doesn't understand why someone would flirt with you when he is right there, holding your hand. And now you're starting to look uncomfortable. He fixes the stranger with a harsh glare.
And when that is ignored, he falls into the strong tone of a legendary Deepspace Hunter, who doesn't share his paramour with anyone. "We'll be leaving now." He pulls you away, grip tight on your hand not caring if he has come off as rude.
The two of you head off together, stopping at one of your favorite sweets shops as you do. Xavier is red in the face, and keeps glancing at you. He apologizes, saying "I could have handled that better." But his tenseness loosens when you kiss him, because at the end of the day you're going home together.
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Despite his casualness, Rafayel notices the moment the first flirtatious comment leaves the stranger's mouth. It instantly becomes a competition, because Rafayel knows all of your favorite things. He's learned them happily over your time together. 
So each attempt at flirting is met with his own more dramatic attempt. The stranger compliments your hair, so he wraps it around his fingers and brings it to his mouth with a wink. The stranger says you look pretty, so Rafayel exclaims you are the most beautiful muse he has and will ever have. 
The two of you end up making a bit of a game of it, until eventually the stranger gives up and leaves. When he's gone Rafayel laughs, "Did he actually think he had a chance?" 
You laugh, and happily kiss him. It doesn't matter that you're at a party. You're with your love, and Rafayel is happy, smiling wide, grinning too often and never leaving your side.
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clrasecretdiary · 2 months ago
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Am I allowed to cry? pt. 1 | Spencer Reid x Reader
In which you're in love with Spence, but never told him.
angst! (but don't worry, part two will be fluff)
warnings: Some light swearing and that's it i think (??)
content: Mutual pining (although spencer's side isn't really shown in this part)
a/n: I've been writing this one for 2 weeks and even deleted it once, but finally got to it and finished this!! Hope you guys like it <3
You had joined the BAU only 2 years after Spencer, and you two quickly became friends and only grew closer with time. Now, 5 years after meeting, you two we’re best friends, joined at the hip. Spencer was the greatest friend you could have, understanding and loving. Maybe that’s why your stupid brain decided to complicate things, at some point you started to see Spencer in a different light. 
One day, when you were having the worst cramps ever during a case, Spencer went out of the precinct the team was at, when he came back he had bought you chocolates and heating pads to help with the pain. You felt like you could cry, and after he gave you one of his beautiful smiles, you realized. 
Oh fuck… I'm in love with Spencer Reid.
That day, you also swore you would never tell him, there’s no way he felt the same, and you would not ruin the perfect friendship you both had. 
What you seemed to forget about was that, at some point, Spencer was going to get a date, a girlfriend or whatever, and you didn’t even stop to think how you would feel when that day arrived. 
Well... You don’t need to imagine it anymore, because it finally happened. The day before, Spencer had told you how he finally gathered the courage to ask a girl that he’d been on a few dates to be his girlfriend. Your heart sank when he delivered the news to you, though you did your best to seem enthusiastic for him. 
“Really, spence, that’s great. I'm super happy for you!” You told him, before quickly excusing yourself to the bathroom. 
You felt so dumb, you knew Spencer was not in love with you, you thought you had accepted that, so why the fuck are you feeling like the floor has been taken off your feet every time you think about him loving someone that isn’t you? God, you might be going crazy.  
You knew you wouldn't be able to keep your "omg I'm so happy for you!" facade for long. Your genius solution was to avoid him, only for some time, while you dealt with your feelings. 
You decided to talk with the only person that knew about your feelings besides you, Penelope.
You open the door to her office, “Pen, help me. I’m so stupid, my brain is broken or something” 
Penelope turns around on her chair, pulling another one for you to sit 
“Oh no honey, whatever it is you're not stupid, now, what’s happening?” 
“Spence has a date… God, I’m 27 years old, why the fuck do I care about this”  
“Ohh you’re in love, baby. Of course, you’re going to feel bad, that’s normal. Trust me, I’ve been there.” 
“Maybe… It doesn't matter anyway. I'm going to avoid him for this week, process all this shit and then everything will be back to normal” You force a smile, that was meant to pass a positivity you didn't even really feel, but it just made Penelope feel bad for you. 
“Maybe don’t do that. You know Spencer is going to notice, it’s best if you talk to him.” She says, repeating an advice she has lost count how many times she’s given you. Penelope has always been sure Spencer was into you, and always encouraged you to confess. Needless to say, you never heard her advice. 
“No, I can't. I would ruin our friendship, he would hate me. And, it would be so unfair of me, I mean… I only confess now that he has a chance with someone?” You take a deep breath, and get up from the chair  “Thanks for the chat pen, love you” You say, placing a kiss on her cheek and leaving her office. 
You really did appreciate her advice, but there’s no way you would confess to Spencer, not only would it seem petty, but you were deadly afraid to ruin your friendship… not that avoiding him was doing any good, but fuck that you’re not in the mood to be rational right now. 
You head to your desk, avoiding eye contact with Spencer and just focusing on your work when Hotch calls the team. You guys have a new case. 
“Great”  You mumble under your breath, even if being in the office would be hard to avoid Reid, having to be out on a case with him will make it impossible. That doesn't mean you're not going to try. "Im an adult and a professional, this shit should not get in the way of my work." You think to yourself as if it's a mantra to keep you focused. 
You enter the room, taking a seat between Emily and Rossi, as Hotch and Penelope brief the team you can see in your peripheral vision how Spencer's gaze shift to you, making avoiding it somehow more difficult. You're used to giving him small smiles, being beside him and always being in contact with each other somehow, he even would be fine with letting you hug him beside his germophobia, so you're sure he already noticed how distant you were being. 
"Alright, wheels up in 30, We'll get more details on the jet" 
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On the jet, hotch distributes the tasks, as always, he paired you up with Reid to do the geoprofiling. 
After a couple of hours, you and the team arrive at the precinct. As the rest of the team goes out to the field, you and Reid stay back doing the reading, and geoprofiling. You only speak to him when it's something regarding the case. Luckily, after a day, you guys finally makes the arrest, and soon you are back on the jet.
As soon as you arrive back to the BAU office, you just pass by Garcia's office to give her a quick goodbye and head to the elevator, ready to go home, and finally process your feelings - or better yet, force yourself to get over Spencer.
If this was under normal circumstances, you and Reid would be standing together in front of the elevator discussing which food you two would order as you watched some weird indie movie. The memory of those times brings a sharp pain to your chest, how could you be so naive? Yes, you told yourself he was not interested, but deep down between all those moments you two shared you hoped one day he would see you as something more than just a friend. 
"Hey, is everything alright? You seemed off today" Lost in your thoughts, you didn't notice when Spencer stood beside you, his voice pulling you off your thoughts. 
"I'm great spence, just have a headache"
"Are you sure? You know, lying to a profiler has a very small percentage of working" 
"I'm sure, don't worry… So, is it today?" You ask, as you two step in the elevator and press the button to the garage level
"Yeah, I'm really nervous." 
"That's normal, but it'll be fine, don't worry" The elevator gets to the floor your car is at, you hold the door open and turn to him "hey, be yourself ok? She'll be lucky to have you." You say, before shooting him a small smile and getting out the elevator. 
As you walk towards your car, a few tears start streaming down your face, you've known you love him for a long time, and you now realize that you might never know what could have been between you two. Maybe Garcia was right, but now it's too late to say anything. 
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