#sorry but he looks unbelievably HOT in this photo

[doromoni]

Not Over the Papaya | OP81

⊹ ｡•┈꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱┈• ｡ﾟ

Ships : Oscar Piastri x Popstar! Reader , Ex!Lando Norris x Popstar! Reader

Genre : Fluff Smau

A/N : Tooth rotting fluff coming ur way~ no angst for this chapter hihi enjoy!

Face claim : Jennie Kim

Song: So this is love - Brandy, Paulo Montalban

Summary : Y/N and Oscar cope with their own breakups by making the Heartbreak Club.

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Y/N. 3mins

story replies

markwebber Oi! my feet blur that!

Y/N. get in the bloody car first old man, we still need to fetch 2 more idiots

markwebber Ok fine, tell osc I’m driving us

Y/N. he said sure. NOW GET DRESSED

markwebber ok ok give me a sec

Y/N thank youuu 🫶

Y/bf Ohhh who’s that? he’s hot! 🥵

Y/N. He almost 50 and he’s MARRIED with KIDS

Y/bf Maybe they need a new stepmom

Y/N. GIRL. NO

Y/bf. I’m joking! I’m waiting for Lewis Hamilton … that man could take me. ☺️

Y/N. Y/bf I swear…

Y/bf Ok i’m serious about that ~ I’ll let Lewis ruin my life

Y/N. and i’m sure he’d be lucky to have you, crazy and all

Y/bf hell yeah I’m a catch 🤗

Y/N. you’d be a bigger catch if you went to Australia with me

Y/bf I have to a shoot for my movie you gremlin. I’m sure they cant film when their leading actress is half across the earth

Y/N. ik ik~ goodluck babe! Ughh im so proud of youuuu 🫶

Y/N. 8mins

story replies

charles_leclerc wth?? You’re all together??

charles_leclerc why wasnt I invited?

charles_leclerc Y/N! answer meeee

maxverstappen this is so weird Y/N 😅

Y/N. 1m

story replies

oscarpiastri I see mom had shown you the albums huh?

Y/N. You looked so cute my luvv 😭 I’m crying

oscarpiastri I do look cute 🤷‍♂️

Y/N. URGH I want to squish ur lil cheeks . I’m having cuteness aggression. I never realized how blond you are 🥺

oscarpiastri yeah, I kinda outgrew it

Y/N. what if we dyed ur hair??

oscarpiastri Baby, I love you but NO

Y/N. I h8 u, go play video games with the other guys~ ur mom’s spilling so many things bout you 😛

oscarpiastri Nooooooooo

charles_leclerc Osc looks cute

Y/N. Ikr??

charles_leclerc Yes… now why am I not invited to go to Australia???

Y/N. 🙊😬

charles_leclerc Y/Nieeee Whyyyyyy???

charles_leclerc Hello?????

Y/N.

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Y/N. I wasn’t depressed, I just needed some sun…. or somebody’s son

oscarpiastri Mama said you could keep me 😌

nicolepiastri NO returns, @Y/N sweetie.

Y/N. No returns… I have some concerns 🙂‍↕️. I feel like he loves Sally better than me.

oscarpiastri That was my childhood room dear!!.

Y/N. that doesn’t explain the huge af cut out 😀

nicolepiastri yeh, he begged for that one.

danielricciardo Ok where are my photo creds tho???

Y/N. Oh.

danielricciardo this is intellectual theft Y/N!

Y/N. Ok fine i’m sorry! Thank you for the most amazing, revolutionary, and inspiring photos taken by @danielricciardo

danielricciardo That’s better. Ur very welcome

logansargeant I didn’t come here to be bullied!!

Y/N. who’s bullying you our precious bbq sauce enthusiast

logansargeant I- ok that’s a step up from ranch. I’ll take it.

charles_leclerc I repeat. WHY WAS I NOT INVITED?!

oscarpiastri ur not Aussie

charles_leclerc Ok??? Logan is American and Y/N too

oscarpiastri right.

Y/N. Sorry kinda forgot about u 😬

charles_leclerc unbelievable! i’m so hurt 😭

Y/N. sucks to be u, cry about it on ur yatch

charles_leclerc Maybe I will! and none of you are invited

Notification : Alex added you to “ Charles the drama queen”

Notification : Alex added Oscar to “Charles the drama queen”

Extra A/N: Singer!Oscar ran in my mind all week… so fuck it Singer!Oscar.

Also! may I offer my playlist for the one and only~ Oscar Jack Piastri 😗

Series Taglist : @champagneproblems17 @itsjustfranzi @cheriwritesig @forza-charles @awritingtree @sltwins @gr1mes-cc @hwalllllllelujah @btsfluffsworld @tillyt04 @landotd @booksandflowrs @czennieszn @thatsouthernblondewiththeass @tellybearryyyy @wobblymug @alittlechaotics-blog @bingussthirdtoe @mirrorball-6 @demandealalune @heartsforleclerc @yoongi-holland @maneskin-slave @alenix @forensicheart @bloodyymaryyy @stereading @hahahjej @youre-on-your-ownkid : closed

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[slutforpringles]

rose tattoo

Saturday | Shanghai | Kym Illman

[piastri-lover]

always been you; oscar piastri

summary: in which the entire internet ships oscar and his childhood best friend, and they deny it, until they finally realise it's always been each other

pairing: oscar piastri x childhood best friend!reader

author's note: i love oscar piastri more than life itself like it's not even funny

INSTAGRAM

yourusername 📍silverstone race track

liked by oscarpiastri, pierregasly and 610294 others yourusername p4 for my favourite person ever!! (plus i looked so good in the last photo) view comments

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user1 she's so pretty wtf

user2 don't know whether i want to be her or be with her

user3 are her and oscar dating?? im new to f1 -user4 no they've just been friends for years and years

oscarpiastri no photo creds?? -yourusername only when u get on the podium --oscarpiastri bet

oscarpiastri ❤️ -yourusername ❤️❤️ --oscarpiastri ❤️❤️❤️ ---yourusername ❤️❤️❤️❤️

user5 oscar's a lucky boy

user6 he needs to wife her up soon or else the rest of us will steal her -user7 they're just friends i dont know what u guys struggle to understand

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oscarpiastri 📍london, england

tagged: yourusername liked by landonorris, yourusername and 2103927 others oscarpiastri london with my girl x view comments

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user8 my girl!!!!! -user9 sleeping on the highway tonight

user10 they claim they're not dating but im sorry look at this post

yourusername formula 1 driver and still made me pay for lunch smh -oscarpiastri stfu i offered to pay u INSISTED --yourusername i dont seem to remember that ---oscarpiastri y/n stop it im gonna get cancelled ----yourusername fine i offered to pay dont cancel oscar

user11 theyre so cute

user12 i love how half the photos are london and half are y/n -user13 bros so whipped its unbelievable

user14 im acc convinced theyre dating at this point

user15 y/n is the prettiest ever liked by oscarpiastri -user15 bros not being slick rn

TWITTER

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INSTAGRAM

oscarpiastri replied to your story:

oscarpiastri cmon u cant post stuff like that on ur story

yourusername why not

oscarpiastri anyone can see something like that i wanna be the only person seeing that

yourusername its nothing oscar besides we're just friends arent we

oscarpiastri i panicked y/n ive always loved u u know that

yourusername i confessed to u oscar i told u how i felt and u said nothing

oscarpiastri obv i love u and ur more than a friend to me u know that

yourusername i know i know i know i guess saying it out loud was diff to always knowing

oscarpiastri i know come to spa please

yourusername ive got school

oscarpiastri i dont care for me??

yourusername ur paying for my flight

oscarpiastri ofc i need to see u i need to tell u how i feel in person

yourusername ill see u belgium love u oscar

oscarpiastri love u y/n

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yourusername 📍spa, belgium

liked by logansargeant, oscarpiastri and 293817 others yourusername p2!!! (the race never happened) view comments

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user16 no bc shes so pretty -user17 oscar's winning in life

user18 y/n denying the race ever happened -user19 shes so like me fr

oscarpiastri ur my good luck charm -yourusername stop being sappy in my comment section

user20 theyre def dating im sorry -user21 oscar was here in like 20 seconds hes got notifs on fs

user22 shes so leng istg

logansargeant i wonder whos joggers they are huh? -yourusername logan stfu --logansargeant my lips are sealed

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yourusername

liked by oscarpiastri, landonorris and 3102947 others yourusername guess who? view comments

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user23 oscar right?? -user24 it has to be

oscarpiastri i wonder who?? -yourusername do u have any idea?? --oscarpiastri none at all ---yourusername hmm...

user25 na look at their comments they're def dating

user26 im sorry but they're both so hot -user27 bi panic --user28 mother and father

user29 just waiting for the announcement -user30 any day now

logansargeant i know who -yourusername good for u logan --oscarpiastri can u tell me mate? ---logansargeant just sent u the dm

user31 idc if its oscar i just wanna know who managed to pull the y/n

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oscarpiastri

tagged: yourusername liked by logansargeant, landonorris and 4102958 othersoscarpiastri my everything view comments

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user32 i mean we all knew but its cute

yourusername loved u forever -oscarpiastri love u forever --yourusername will love u forever

user33 no theyre so cute

user34 wbk but thanks for the announcement oscar

logansargeant about time -yourusername focus on getting urself a gf logan --logansargeant ouch

user35 how aussie racer boy pulled HER i will never know

yourusername ur fans love me lol -oscarpiastri dont know why --yourusername oy ---oscarpiastri sorry love

user36 I WANT WHAT THEY HAVE

user37 banter in the comment section is my love language

[imyourbratzdoll]

𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚-𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒇𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏

hello, my babies! I am so so so sorry for disappearing and for not writing! I keep running into writer's block, especially regarding my requests, as there's an overload of smut in there, and there are only so many times you can write smut, haha. I hope you like what I've written, all thanks to sebastian stan for looking so fine and @lovebittenbyevans for putting the idea of cop sebastian in my mind! I am open to turning this into a small series, kinda like what @navybrat817 does with their fics. inspired by this photo

summary - there's a fundraising event in your small town, and you happen to run into the hottest officer in town.

warning - the word cunt is used, and thoughts of feeling something's hand against their private parts.

the gif and header I use aren't mine.

Warnings and Reminders - Please do not plagiarise, copy, repost/republish, adapt, or translate any of my work on any social media platforms, apps, or third-party sites. The only platforms I post my work on are: Tumblr and Wattpad. I do not own any character of any franchise (Marvel etc.) All my works are fiction and may be dark or triggering content: READ ALL WARNINGS BEFORE PROCEEDING.

It was a hot day as you walked toward the fundraising function held at the local park. Your cherry-printed sundress flowed perfectly in the breeze, and your pink glossy plumped lips spread into a soft smile as you passed by your friendly neighbours. You approach your friend's coffee stand, thanking her graciously, as she instantly hands you the cold drink. Your lips immediately wrap around the straw, drinking the liquidity goodness into your mouth.

“Sooo, baby. Did you see Sebastian?!” Your friend whisper-yells, staring at you with wide eyes as though she has some secrets to spill. You shake your head, not knowing that he is here. “Oh my god! You need to see him! If you thought he was hot in his uniform, you’re going to be on the ground when you see his outfit!” 

You giggle, shaking your head at your friend’s excitement. “You and every other woman in town are obsessed.” You look through her assortment of snacks she has set out, not wanting to look around for the man you guys are talking about. “How much do you want for the coffee?” You reach into your small pink bag, ready to take out your purse.

“Nothing, it was already paid for before you arrived.” You look at her with furrowed brows, and she smirks at you in response. 

“I have a feeling you won’t tell me who.” You squint at her. “Unbelievable.” You shake your head, “Alright, well. I’m going to go look around for a bit.” You lean over and give her a hug before setting off and beginning to look around at the stalls everyone has set up. You hear laughter, and your eyes follow the sound. There stands the police force, all chatting and having a good time. Your breath hitches as your eyes land on Sebastian, one of the hottest officers in your small town. He stands, glistening into the sun with a tan, his body somehow sparkling. Your eyes move down, gulping as you notice his white wife-beater hugging his figure perfectly, how bulky and oversized his biceps look in it. Your gaze moves down, feeling drool in your mouth as you notice his nicely fit slacks. A whimper nearly falls from your lips. The thing that really ties the whole look together is his little man bun. 

You hear a cheer, followed by your name being called, and your eyes move around the group until you land on Anthony, his hands waving around, causing the other men to look over, and you give a soft smile. “Y/n! Come over, baby!” You walk over, chuckling as his arms wrap around you and bring you into a hug. “We’ve been looking for you! Well, actually… Ow!” You look up in time to see a can bouncing off Anthony’s head, and he glares at someone. “What the hell, man?! That’s littering!”

You turn your head, feeling your heart pound as your eyes connect with pretty blues. Sebastian smirks, giving you a nod. “Sorry, Bud. Couldn’t have you running your mouth, especially in front of this gorgeous woman.” He winks, and you feel your cheeks heat up. He spreads his arms, raising a brow. “Where’s my hug, Princess?” You slowly move from Anthony’s hold and into Sebastian’s. Your arms wrap around him, and you sink into him. Your eyes flutter closed, feeling your head become fuzzy as you take in his delicious scent. How could he smell and feel so nice? He should be illegal. “I see you received the coffee.” Sebastian pulls back and gives you a smirk, his eyes flicker down to your plump lips, and his tongue flicks out as he imagines what your gloss would taste like against his lips. 

“You’re the one who bought this for me?!” You look at him, shocked but not surprised. Sebastian had always managed to pay for your things before you even arrived. He nods before directing his attention to the group, spinning you so your back is against his front and his arms wrap around your waist. Your body heats up, feeling your cunt throb from his actions. “Thank you…” You let out quietly, softly smiling as he leans down and kisses the top of your head in response.

“Damn! You’re wasted being a cop, Stan!” Anthony chuckles, sipping his coffee as he stands with his hand in his pocket. 

Sebastian huffs, “And why is that, Mackie?” Anthony smirks, looking between you and Sebastian.

“Because you’re killing all the ladies!” You burst out into a fit of giggles, “So, you would’ve made a great criminal.” Anthony’s brows wiggle, “Sebastian Stan! Killer of Women! He’s the killer that gets away!” His voice booms, and the other officers laugh. 

“Hmm, I could get on that. But there’s only one lady that I’d love to kill with my charm.” Sebastian smirks, looking down at you without you noticing. He pulls you flush against his body, enjoying the shivers that run through you. You felt nice in his arms. Your gaze followed his tanned arms and landed on his large, veiny hands, accessorised with rings. Ones that make you wonder what they would feel like against your most sensitive part. You enjoy being this close to him. You could feel the jealous daggers from the women around you, but you didn’t care about them. You were in Officer Stan’s arms, the hottest guy in town.

thank you for reading!

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[taasgirl]

Can you write something about reader being trent alexander-arnold’s girlfriend and her also being a player for englands womens team? Xx

player / trent alexander arnold

omg i'm so sorry this took so long, i was on a school grind

summary: trent and y/n are in a relationship, with the two of them being professional ballers.

liked by trentarnold66, arsenal, lottewubbenmoy, and 26, 883 others ynusername North London Forever ❤️🤍

katiemccabe Fav gooner x

bukayosaka Looking fresh y/n

trentarnold66 cutie

user53023 I LOVE THEM

liked by user78492, user99384, user66381, and 452 others user54384 i think we as a society moved on too quickly from this interview

user88402 now if y/n and trent weren't a couple...

trentarnold66 Watch what you say missy

user60827 HAHAHAHAH HE'S GOLD

trentarnold66 i think they're sitting too close

liked by lionesses, jackgrealish, masonmount, and 752, 832 others england Who's ready for our upcoming games? Your Three Lions take on Australia tomorrow night!

ynusername omg trent sort out the hair mate

tyronemings Hate to agree with her but @ trentarnold66 you're in need of a fix up

user65183 Is bukayo keeping it 🍋 ?

liked by alessiarusso, ellatoone, jackgrelish, and 10, 348 others ynprivate this could be me but @ trentarnold66 is really shit at football

trentarnold66 and who lost a world cup final?

trentarnold66 also pls dont distract me before a match xx

ynprivate don't act like you get game time...

user68304 I'M DYING WHY ARE THEY SUCH A SILLY COUPLE

maryearps I guess we'll just have to win one so he can be a wag

liked by johnstones, bukayosaka, ynusername, and 222, 730 others trentarnold66 A big game and a big win. Onto the next 💪

jackgrealish Fav scouser

ynusername stop looking so hot when you play.

user69203 prime trent incoming

liked by liawaelti, lucybronze, jackgrealish, and 326, 837 others ynusername trent is my valentine ❤️

trentarnold66 awwww kys.

trentarnold66 Keep your top on

ynusername not what you said last night mate

bukayosaka oh my days trent...

liked by user67394, user99302, user52734, and 213 others username44291 y/n at the euros is gonna do it for me every. single. time.

trentarnold66 She's so beautiful

user52931 careful trent, i might take your girl omg

liked by bukayosaka, katiemccabe, liawaelti, and 632, 837 others arsenal Staples to our club, Gooners through and through.

trentarnold66 y/n to liverpool @ fabrizioromano?

fabrizioromano Not happening Trent.

bukayosaka ❤️🤍

liked by trentarnold66, jackgrealish, maryearps1, and 11, 218 others ynprivate OH MY GOOOOOOOOOOD. i'm so in love with this man it's insane

user35701 those arms - what if i squirt

trentarnold66 oh! thats not...

jackgrealish trent the cutie awwww

view trentarnold66's story...

liked by caitlinfoord, lewismiller, dominikszoboslai, and 32, 874 others ynprivate every hot couple has a cheap copy

romeobeckham this is gold

trentarnold66 I am in no way affiliated with this statement

ynprivate you told me to post it

trentarnold66 That's a shocking photo of us two

liked by samkerr1, declanrice, lucybronze, and 211, 703 others arsenal Rate this duo 1-10

user51938 1000000

declanrice Solid 4/10

ynusername can u stfu

trentarnold66 hahahhaha pls delete this.

liked by ynusername, jordannobbs, maryfowler, and 376, 975 others trentarnold66 Happy Birthday to the most unbelievably beautiful woman I've ever met. You're my world, my absolute everything; and I know I'd be nowhere if I didn't have you nagging me for the past decade. You're so so strong, and so incredible. I truly have no idea of what I've done to deserve you.

To more memories, trophies, and hopefully some much smaller football boots.

I love you Y/N.

bukayosaka Happy Birthday Y/N!

ynusername this may just be the most beautiful thing i've ever read

lucybronze no sorry trent. no babies for a while please

keirawalsh I second this

ynusername no babies for a loooooong time

hehe thank you for reading, send me more submissions of what/who you wanna see, i'm open to everyone (even women ballers!!).

[tommydarlings]

Save a horse, ride a cowboy | a.b

pairing: dom!cowboy!austin x sub!reader

warnings: smut, chocking, mirror sex

w/c: 1.1k

summary: 'Save a horse, ride a cowboy' is a saying that’s been in your mind for quite a long time already and you were always able to resist your wild fantasy… until now.

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As soon as you saw your boyfriend, Austin, wearing his light brown cowboy hat that he was allowed to keep after a photo shot, you knew that it was over for you.

You talked about the term 'roleplaying' with your friends before, but never with Austin. It’s not that you are ashamed of admitting that you want to try it with him, but you just didn’t know how to bring this kind of conversation up…

Hey baby, could you please pretend to be a cowboy from Texas and fuck me?

Hey sweetheart, why don’t you let me ride you in that nice little cowboy hat that you got?

To be honest — the saying 'save a horse, ride a cowboy, doesn���t exist for no reason… right?

You dreamed of it, fantasised of it, even thought about while he was fucking you — but you just never knew how to approach him and tell him your biggest wish.

Until today.

“I really like this place.” You told your boyfriend of about only 5 months while you let your eyes explore the fancy place that Austin picked out for tonight’s date night.

An old, rather small, restaurant that carries the perfect Texas/Cowboy vibe.

The perfect occasion for Austin to wear his shirt covered in blue and white flowers, paired with a normal black jeans and dark brown cowboy boots.

You were literally about to scream.

“Yeah, me too, I love this cowboy vibe, they really designed all of that, perfectly.” Austin explained with a tiny grin on his oh so soft lips.

You smiled at your boyfriend who’s sitting right at the opposite site of the small wooden table, gently putting your menu card back down after you decided to go for the classic, chicken wings with the good old barbecue sauce.

“Chicken wings with barbecue sauce?” The handsome man in the cowboy outfit, which is by the way making you feel feral, asked you.

You nodded, “yep.”

“Me too.” The waiter quickly then came and wrote your orders down before he left your table again.

“Have I already told you that you look drop dead gorgeous, my love?” He asked you, leaning his chin on your palm as he admired you with those ocean blue eyes.

You giggled, “Yes, like a thousand times already, sweetheart.” You replied.

For today’s date night, you picked a cute summer dress paired with a brown leather jacket and brown cowboy boots, basically matching with your handsome boyfriend who’s eyes just can’t seem to leave your figure.

“Good, because you really do look stunning, my pretty girl.” Austin whispered, hand reaching up to brush a piece of hair behind your ear as you smiled and bit your lip.

His smile slightly dropped, “Don’t do that.”

You furrowed your brows at his sudden change, “Don’t do what?” You curiously asked him.

“Don’t bite your lip, not here.” He muttered before you saw in the corner of your eye that the waiter already made his way over to your table.

“Sorry.” You mumbled with a smile before he nodded winked at you, making you blush before you two started to enjoy your chicken wings.

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“Are you sure that you're okay? You looked a bit tensed up tonight, suga.” Your sweet (and unimaginable hot, handsome and sexy) boyfriend asked you as soon as he started the engine of his black Cadillac and drove you two home.

You gulped, squeezing your thighs together before you briefly glanced over into the direction of your boyfriend.

“Yeah, no, I-I mean, yes, I am o-okay.” You said as you slowly brushed your hands over your dress right above your panties, desperately trying to hide the fact that your are unbelievably horny right now.

Austin smirked and bit his lip as he noticed how your hands clutched onto your pretty dress that he bought you a few days ago.

After he caught your starring up at his brown cowboy hat, he started to speed through the noisy streets of California like a mad man, hands having the thin wheel in a tight grip as you gulped and furrowed your brows.

You waited in your seat as soon as you arrived at home, knowing that Austin gets a bit mad every time when you open the car door by yourself since he always says that a real gentleman always opens the car door for his beautiful women.

“Here you go, sweetness.” He mumbled after opening your door and offering you his hand to take it and intertwining your fingers with his.

You smiled up at your man, “thank you, baby.”

“No problem, my love.” He said before he fished his key out of the pocket of his black jeans and swiftly opened the big door, letting you enter first.

While Austin helped you out of your jacket, you though about only one thing.

Save a horse, ride a cowboy.

And which moment would be better than this one now? Exactly, none. You’ll never know when he’s gonna wear this outfit ever again.

Austin came up behind you and pulled your back further onto his chest as his long arms slung themselves around your waist, thumb slowly caressing your skin.

“Austin?” You shyly spoke up, eyes now looking at him through the mirror.

“Yes, pretty girl.”

“Do you know the saying, 'save a horse, ride a cowboy'?”

Austin’s thumb suddenly stopped caressing your skin, arms now falling off of your waist before his big palms grabbed your hips, squeezing them while he gazed at you through the big mirror.

He gulped as you saw how his eyes got darker, “Of course I do, baby.” He answered. You nodded as you heard his raspy voice answering your question, not daring to say anything else as you started to blush.

Suddenly, Austin walked backwards, pulling your standing figure with him until the two of you landed onto the small red couch that’s placed right in front of the mirror.

Oh, that’s why he placed the mirror right in front of the couch.

His hands were still gently placed on your hips before you felt his mouth hovering above your ear, nose running along your red cheek.

“You wanna ride me while I’m dressed as a cowboy?” He asked you softly, hand now slowly making its way down to his belt, slowly opening it.

You couldn’t form a sentence right now, so you nodded.

“I wanna hear words out of that pretty and useful mouth, suga, words.” He replied to your nod, making you gasp as soon as he slid his jeans and boxers down and revealed his big erection.

Your hands had a rather tight grip onto your boyfriends jeans, “Yes, I w-wanna ride you.” You quietly told him.

“Go on, sweetheart.” Hips giving you a tiny thrust, making you aware of his erection as his hands slowly lifted your dress.

“dressed as a cowboy.” You finished the sentence in a soft and quiet tone. Austin proudly nodded,

“Then let’s save a horse and ride a cowboy, huh?” He mumbled into your ear before he gave the side of your neck a tiny peck and removed your already wet panties.

[jowrites]

XOXO - 11. How comfort is a place named him (written)

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TW: Sexual Themes, cursing, physical violence, insecurites, sad themes more to be added...

YN was sitting on her bed, staring down at the sonogram photo she received over her appointment. Staring down at the photo now made everything real. She was having a baby and they agreed to keep it. What was she thinking? She was farther along than she anticipated, 8 weeks, just 5 more weeks and she’ll be hitting her 2nd trimester. Her morning sickness was pretty controlled, she didn’t feel sick mostly, not until she thought of certain foods or smelled certain odors, so luckily nobody around her was suspecting anything. And soon, her stomach would be growing and growing. What was she going to do?

Her stomach made a noise and she sighed, she better get something to eat, for the both of them. What did she want? Suddenly, she had a craving for that toast Heeseung got her that morning after, she remembered him telling her it’s by the school. She took out her phone and quickly typed in the name ‘XOXO cafe’ and it came up. It was still open at 6 PM. Perfect. She quickly got up, putting the photo in her bag to make sure to bring to Heeseung, and getting on a  sweater and her shoes and walking out. She needed food and a good walk to clear her head.

********************

The cafe was cute. She approached it and noticed how the lights glimmered and it looked so inviting and cozy. Why was she so surprised? If it has anything to do with Heeseung, she is sure it's a comfort in a place. She walked up to the door, a man held it open for her as he was living and she quickly thanked him. There were 2 people standing behind the counter and she walked up, looking over the pastries in front of her and the menu on the wall. 

“Hi! Welcome! Have you been here before?” The man behind the counter greeted her.

“Oh, I’ve had it before, yes,” she nodded.

“Awesome, whenever you’re ready to order, no rush!” The man replied, giving her a kind smile. He looked like Heeseung so she could only assume this was his brother.

“Can I have avocado toast please? And a hot chocolate?” She ordered as he placed the order in. 

“That will be $7.34, please,” He held out his hand for her payment and she quickly gave him the payment. “Here’s your receipt.”

“Uhm, I don’t mean to sound creepy or anything,” She said. “Are you Heeseungs brother, by chance?”

“Heeseung? You know Heeseung?” He asked, smiling at her and she nodded.

“Yes, we have some classes together and he tutors me,” She said.

“Ah, that kid! Are you YN?” He asked.

“Yeah, he’s talked about me?” She asked.

“Yeah, sometimes I want him to come help and he ditches me to help you,” He exposed, and YN blushed.

“Oh, sorry,” She said. “I don’t mean to take up his time from the family business.”

“Oh, don’t worry about it, if he’s helping you then it’s worth it,” He said. 

“YN?” Suddenly a voice spoke behind her and she turned around and saw Heeseung staring at her, and looking between her and his brother with confusion. “What are you doing here?”

“Ah, there he is! Why didn’t you tell me you had such a pretty friend?” His brother said.

“Dude, come on!” Heeseung groaned. “Sorry about him.”

“What? It’s true!” His brother held up his hands in defense. “I’m just stating facts!”

“You guys are funny,” YN laughed at the two who were bickering.

“I’ll go make your order, YN, have a seat,” His brother then walked to the back and YN nodded, giving him a kind smile. 

“What about me?” Heeseung began to complain.

“Do it yourself,” His brother yelled out.

“Unbelievable,” Heeseung shook his head. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I just was hungry and I remember this place and it wasn’t far from my apartment,” She nodded. “Sit with me, I have to show you something.”

The two sat at a table more towards the back for privacy. Heeseung sat across from her waiting for her to show him what she brought. She looked around, grabbing something from her bag and placing it face down in front of him.

“Be kind of discreet,” she said.

He flipped it over and looked at it, his brows going in a frown.

“When did you go?” He asked.

“I went today,” she said, playing with her fingers.

“Why didn’t you say anything? I would have gone with you,” he said, sounding a bit disappointed and YN started to feel guilty.

“I-I didn’t think you would have wanted to come,” she said.

“Of course I would, YN,” he sighed and placed the photo down. “I told you, I’m here to support you through everything. So next time, please tell me so I can come too. Okay?”

She looked at him, his eyes showed such real sincerity, he wasn’t angry at her. He didn’t yell. He just wanted her to understand and be there for her. How could she have been so stupid to not tell him and go alone? She always seemed to make the wrong choices. Before she knew it, tears were forming in her eyes and Heeseung’s face changed to concern and he got up and knelt down next to her. 

“YN, look at me, it’s okay. I’m not mad at you,” He said, the worry in his voice.

“Why aren’t you mad? You should be yelling at me by now,” she said, pathetically hitting his shoulder and he chuckled.

“Cute,” he said under his breath. “Why would I yell at you?”

“Because I did something wrong,” she said, sniffling her cries.

“You didn’t do anything wrong,” He said.

“I didn’t?” she asked.

“No, of course not,” He said as he held her cheek, they held eye contact and he wiped her tears from her face. “Why do pretty girls cry so much?”

“Pretty girls have a lot of problems,” she said and he laughed.

“I guess so,” he said. “I’ll go get your food, don’t worry.”

He got up and quickly went over and got the order from his brother, the two exchanging some looks before he came back, placing her food in front of her.

“This looks really good,” she said, her nose red as she sniffled. 

“Eat up, okay? Enjoy it,” he said, nodding towards the food. “And I can keep this, right?”

He held the photo and she nodded, cutting up some of her toast and eating it. 

“This is really good,” she said, beginning to cry again. “I’m crying because it’s just so good!”

Heeseung sat there, laughing at her cuteness. The swelling in his chest bursting, his body feeling warmer than ever. And in that moment, he knew he wanted to give her the world.

Taglist: @n1k1mura

[simpforchuchu]

Okayy xjösmzkdkd i tried something like this xmdkf idk why...

Pov: You are dating Tsukasa and Fujio is your best friend 🙂

Your Insta🌟

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Y/n Happy birthday my one and only! Love you so much ♥️

|| tsukasa I love you too babe ♥️

--》y/n 🥺♥️

|| fujio you forgot me :(

--》y/n no i did it on purpose

--》fujio :((((

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Y/n My precious boyfriend and his boyfriend

|| tsukasa y/n...

--》y/n :((

|| fujio i look handsome

--》y/n nobody cares

--》fujio you are just being jealous :)

--》y/n yeah i know :((

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Y/n When I asked him what he was reading, he said I wouldn't understand. At least he's not saying it's none of your business anymore.I guess he hates me less now 😊

|| todoroki i dont hate you

--》y/n REALLY ??

--》todoroki yeah unfortunately

--》y/n this is the best thing you've ever said to me 😭😭😭

--》todoroki stop before i change my mind

|| tsuji so did you find out what he was reading ?

--》y/n no

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Y/n bestie left a lot of selfies on my phone -again- the day we went fishing ... Todoroki-chan was with us too but he is not in that photo :((( anyways with @/yuken @/todoroki 😊

|| yuken i left them in case you miss me

--》y/n i wont

--》yuken :(

|| todoroki i wasnt

--》y/n yes you were.

|| tsukasa since when are you 3 besties ? And can you even fish ?

--》y/n im just watching

--》todoroki She is just annoying us

--》yuken stop being rude to my bestie

|| fujio i thought im your bestie ? 💔

--》y/n since when ?

--》fujio :((

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Y/n they literally rolled in the mud and punched each other. And now they're smiling and flirting...

|| fujio you are being jealous again

--》y/n dont talk to me

|| tsukasa i love you babe, only you. ♥️

--》y/n I LOVE YOU TOO 😭♥️

|| shibaman why you didn't stop them

--》y/n they were hot when they were fighting

--》shibaman not asking anything else

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Y/n Today me and my stupid bestie went to Suzuran and met these cool boys. Nice mask bro 🔥 @/mercy @/kamui

|| kamui thanks.

--》y/n ;)

|| mercy it was nice to meet you too y/n-san :)

--》y/n 😊

|| fujio you didnt even help me while we were fighting... YOU LITERALLY SUPPORTED THEM

--》y/n THEY WERE COOL DUDES BRO

--》fujio I AM YOUR BEST FRIEND

--》y/n SO WHAT ???

--》yasushi at least she didnt deny that you are friends bro @/fujio

|| tsukasa YOU TWO DID WHAT ?

--》y/n we made new friends babe ♥️

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Y/n the best leader ever 💕 and fujio @/sachio @/fujio

|| sachio thank you y/n-chan 😄💕

--》y/n 😍

|| fujio Why you hate me ????

--》y/n idk bro

--》fujio :(

--》tsukasa i guess this time you really hurt him :/

--》y/n WHAT NO

|| yasushi LMAOO

--》y/n DONT

|| yuken 😶😶😶

--》y/n DONT

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Y/n i bought him milkshake and hugged... i guess we are good now 🥺💕@/fujio

|| fujio I PAID

--》y/n IT DOESNT MATTER

--》fujio okay... so we are besties again 💕

--》y/n 😉💕

|| todoroki Why milkshake ?

--》y/n BECAUSE I NEEDED TO STOP HIS CRYING

--》fujio :(

--》todoroki unbelievable...

--》fujio 😀

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Y/n they look angry :(

|| fujio whyy

--》y/n IM LATE

--》tsuji 45 fckn minutes...

--》y/n I SAID IM SORRY

|| tsukasa Where are you going babe ?

--》shibaman we gonna dye y/n-chan's hair

--》y/n you idiot it was gonna be a suprise for tsukasa

--》tsuji not anymore...

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Y/n I met this dude today.He bought me new ice cream because he dropped mine :((( anyways thanks sameoka-kun 😊

|| shoji I just bought it for you to stop crying...

--》tsukasa DID YOU MAKE HER CRY ????

--》shoji i just didnt see her and she dropped her ice cream...

--》y/n it is okay sameoka-kun, you bought me new one you are good friend 😊

--》shoji we are not friends ??

--》y/n rudee

|| tsukasa Babe.stop.fckn.being.friends.with.everyone.pleaseee...

--》y/n :((

|| mercy we have ice cream in suzuran too y/n-chan

--》y/n THANK YOU MASHII-SAN IM COMIN

--》tsukasa y/N NO

--》fujio can i come too ?

--》magoroku no.

--》binzo no :p

--》fujio :((

[thatanimewriter]

THIS, IS A WORK OF ART.

➳ request: Hello, can I request some headcanons for Free! boys' reaction when they see their s/o wearing revealing clothes? Soft or suggestive it's up to you. Thank you for doing my request 💘

➳ character/s: nanase haruka, tachibana makoto, ryugazaki rei, hazuki nagisa, matsuoka rin

➳ warnings: swearing, suggestiveness, dumb tiktok references

➳ notes: i decided to tell this through stupid tiktok audios and then jump into what they actually do. this is fluff, crack, and suggestive so beware for chaos. this post will expose my tiktok fyp..

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 / 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞�� 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭  / 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬 / 𝐰𝐢𝐩 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭  

── 𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐔𝐊𝐀.  

‘what on earth, is going on... in the house of commons?’

he probably came back from, like

a swimming practice

n he’s tired

he doesn’t have the mental capacity to comprehend this

and just... stares

like

you’ve genuinely broken him

but when he does return to earth

he puts his team japan swimming jacket over your shoulders

and continues to stare at you before asking you to just come to bed with him

with a small pout on his lips

and you can’t say no

so this outfit remains for his eyes only

though idk how much sleeping you’ll be getting tbh

── 𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐀 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐎𝐓𝐎.  

‘i am calm... i am relaxed... i am a happy tree... YOU ARE MAKING IT VERY HARD TO BE A HAPPY TREE >:((’

he’s trying just to keep it together

and you’re making it difficult

for him not to freak out

and ask you - very panicked - if you plan on going out like that

he’s not gonna stop you if you were

but he’s concerned for creepers on the street

and he doesn’t want you feeling uncomfortable ;v;

he’s very much worried for your safety because he doesn’t trust others

you are indeed making it hard for him to be a happy tree

because you’ll send him into a spiral of anxiety

he can’t deny you look absolutely fucking amazing

so he does give you a lil extra attention

just a lil bit

to convince you to stay with him and the cats in the neighbourhood

── 𝐑𝐘𝐔𝐆𝐀𝐙𝐀𝐊𝐈 𝐑𝐄𝐈.  

‘it can get weirder. i just washed my hands, that’s why they’re wet... no other reason.’

THIS BITCH WAS READING SMUT

he looks between you and the book over and over again with a bright red blush

covers his face with said book

and is conflicted about whether he try to cover his crotch

or not draw attention to it

when you do point it out

S T U T T E R I N G

he cannot explain it to you coherently

if he does

it sounds so sketchy

and entirely unbelievable

because he failed to keep anything undercover

so here you are, wrapped in blankets he draped over you

lookin like a gremlin

── 𝐇𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐊𝐈 𝐍𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐒𝐀.  

‘on a scale of one to ten, my friend, you’re fucked :))’

he will 100% join you

playing dress up is his JAM

he comes back wearing a crop top and mini skirt

some thigh high socks (you don’t know where he found those-)

and takes his phone out to take photos with you

then he pushes you away to the bedroom-

to cuddle you to keep you from going out looking too good for the people

get your mind out of the gutter

but if you do want to go out somewhere like that

he’ll come with

just so he can say

‘they’re staring at US, babe’

what an icon

he would never let you do anything on your own

── 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐎𝐊𝐀 𝐑𝐈𝐍.  

‘MOMMY DON’T KNOW DADDY’S GETTING HOT-’

the most sexual one

you’re not walking the next day

the FATTEST smirk you’ve ever seen

and a very husky murmur in your ear

plus some roaming hands

‘where do you think you’re goin?’

HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

you’re done for

sorry not sorry

your neighbours hate you

he will ask you to wear it again

especially after you guys get a thorough session in

because he can see all the hickeys and marks along your skin

and this bitch is PROUD

what an attractive asshole

[artzychic27]

Class of Heroes Turning Red Quotes for no reason

Soo Yeon: *pointing to his arm* Blondie, hit me.

*Adrien instead knocks Soo Yeon to the ground with a punch. He smiles gleefully, waiting for him to turn into a red panda*

—

Soo Yeon: He looks like a hobo!

Adrien: A HOT hobo!

—

Soo Yeon: We've been so good. If they don't trust us anyway, then what's the point?

Aggie: Wow, who are you? I love it.

Adrien: Fight the power!

Soo Yeon: Yeah. Yeah. This isn't just our first concert. This is our first step into adulthood. And we have to do it together.

Aggie: I'm in, man. We'll say it's a sleepover at my house.

Adrien: The perfect crime.

Soo-Yeon: Yes. My dad will never know. Now we just have to raise the money for tickets.

—

Soo Yeon: I like loud music! I like gyrating! I'M 15, DEAL WITH IT!

—

Adrien: *Squeals* SO CUTE! *Buries his face in Soo Yeon’s fur* YOU’RE SO FLUFFEH!

Anthony: *Messing with Soo Yeon’s tail* Sick. I’ve always wanted a tail.

—

Soo Yeon: Ready to change the world?

Aggie: So ready!

Anthony: I was born to do this.

Adrien: LET'S BURN THIS PLACE TO THE GROUND!

—

Soo Yeon: It's fine… You'll move to another city, change your identity… *Cries sorrowfully to a framed photo of him and Eun-Jeong* DADDY! I'm so sorry! *to his reflection; angrily* You are his pride and joy, so ACT LIKE IT!

—

Mi Cha: Dear, maybe we should trust him.

Eun-Jeong: It's them I don't trust! Look at those glittery delinquents with their… *shudders in disgust* Gyrations. Why on earth do you want to go so badly?

Soo-Yeon: *imagines him and his friends at the concert while chugging soda, and Cosette proposing to him; back to reality* Like I said, I just want to broaden my musical horizons.

—

Eun-Jeong: There's no way he could keep his panda in. And $200?! For what?! Who do they think they are, Celine Dion? *the phone rings and Mi Cha gets up to answer it* Hmph. Unbelievable. I saw that look. Where does he get that from? Treating his own father like that.

Mi Cha: Hold on. Dear, it's your father.

Eun-Jeong: *alarmed* I'm not here! *lays down sideways on the sofa in a fetal position*

—

Soo Yeon: Jazz went to art school. Tae Young fosters injured doves. Cosette speaks Spanish. And Aaron and Erin are, like, really talented too. We are 4*Townies, remember? Ride or die!

@msweebyness @imsparky2002

[jacevelaryonswife]

► Why’d you only call me when you high? | Modern 「AU」

No girl had ever turned down his bed after one amazing sex, he was Aegon Targaryen, handsome, hot, fratboy, rich and cool. Why weren't you on your knees begging for his dick again?

↺ pairing: Aegon Targaryen x Fem!Reader

↺ a/n: THIS IS THE FIFTH TIME I POST THIS the💀💀 link of the masterlist of the story was preventing this part from appearing in the tags. This is situated in college. I don't usually physically detail the reader so that feels included, but personality is something apart. English is not my first language, sorry for any mistakes.

↺ warnings: mentions of alchool, cigarettes and sex.

Par two | Part three | Part four is avaliable

The mirror's image it tells him it's home time, but he's not finished, because you're not by his side. It came as a surprise to Aegon to find the bed empty after your delightfully pleasant start to the morning. He allowed himself to go back to sleep and you can't fully judge him as your bed was much more comfortable than the couch. Even so there was the same feeling as the time you walked away after sex and he hated it like fuck, why were you avoiding him anyway? To be correct, you weren't avoiding him, or pushing him away, you were just...

Driving him crazy and obsessed!

No girl had ever turned down his bed after one amazing sex, he was Aegon Targaryen, handsome, hot, fratboy, rich and cool. Why weren't you on your knees begging for his dick again? (Not even when he was pounding your wet walls hours ago did you beg). It touched him to the core of his ego, especially when you weren't with him the next morning, but he was too proud to let himself down initially — initially.

Aegon made interesting discoveries when he found your Instagram account. You were at the end of college and intended to enter graduate degrees. You were doing an internship in a lab and you had very beautiful photos in your feed. But make no mistake, he didn't spend a lot of time looking ok? (Yes, he passed), and it took almost a month for him to contact you again. The Targaryen discovered that you were in the circle of friends of Alys Rivers, Aemond's girlfriend, so getting her number wasn't that difficult. However, he was not entirely proud of the next approaches.

Maybe you were right, maybe he wasn't in love with you.

Maybe he just wasn't used to a detached girl who didn't care about pleasing him. Fucking hell.

Throwing the mirror aside and leaving the room, Aegon smiled to see you wearing only the Led Zeppelin T-shirt and grey panties from the night before.

Noticing the presence behind you as he prepares a tuna sandwich, your attention is directed sharply to the one responsible for squeezing your ass hard and leaning his body fully against you, resting his chin against your shoulder as he wraps his arms around your waist.

“Mmm, I always appreciate a good post-fuck snack, but I have to say I was disappointed you didn't have any cigarettes in your room.” He said close to your ear, voice low and breathy.

"Did I ever tell you that you're fucking loose?" Your tone was a little annoyed and surprised, turning around to see him wearing only black underwear. He's unbelievable. “I could be having visitors, you know.”

“But you’re not.” His shitty smile was so cute, it almost made you not want to tell him to fuck off. He loosened his grip on your waist and pulled away when he suddenly stiffened, walking to the bathroom. "Or is?"

“I wish I wasn't.”Your intonation was sharp enough for him to notice. “Also, someone called you a few minutes ago, Martin McFly.” You recognized the signature Back to the Future theme that spilled out of Aegon's phone.

“Back to the Future is a classic, and besides Jennifer, did you see who called?” He referenced you as Martin's girlfriend, making you roll your eyes.

“I’m not your secretary.” You yelled for him to hear fully from the bathroom, continuing to stuff your sandwich.

What were you doing? When would a fratboy be making himself comfortable in your house? And why was a part of you enjoying it? It was the complete opposite of your routine. You didn't like being alone, but you also didn't like communicating every hour of the day with someone. However, he wasn't interacting with you for many hours — just sharing the same roof.

"Are you hungry?" You asked as he approached.

“Mmm, are you going to make me a sandwich? He purred, stopping at your side of the counter.

"Of course not." Slapping the mayo on his chest, you walked over to the couch with your sandwich and a glass of juice.

“That is no way to treat your guest!”

"Technically I didn't invite you."

“Now you are being mean to a guest.” Aegon taunted. “Ok, I deserved this one, but I can order something to eat to make up for the misfortune at dawn.”

“Mmm, I would appreciate that. Although that's not enough, how many times have you called me these days? Four?" You asked, not making it easy for him.

“Mmm, I think I can make up for that too.” Approaching seductively, Aegon sat down beside you with a sideways smile as he took the sandwich from your hands and cupped both sides of your head to initiate a deep, desire-filled kiss.

You responded with equal intensity, grabbing the back of his neck with one hand and supporting yourself with the other to prevent him from laying you down on the couch. He tasted like your mouthwash, which had you licking his tongue before gently biting down on his bottom lip. “I bet you'd like that, wouldn't you? A boy so needy for me.” You teased close to his lips, breathing him in with the same sideways smile. He was a great kisser and his lips were so warm and soft.

Not as warm and soft as your. Or like your boobs or pussy. He hated that he loved your teasing. Nuzzling his nose, Aegon retorted almost seriously, "I bet you'd like that, princess."

“Maybe, but you don't deserve such a reward after bothered me repeatedly.” You purred, speaking close to his lips.

“You didn't seem too bothered earlier.” There was the shitty smile he liked to sport.

“Fuck off.” You went back to his orange juice.

“What do you want to eat?” He picked up the phone, opening the delivery app.

“Mmm, something with shrimp. Pasta with bechamel sauce and shrimp, if available.”

"Good taste. I will ask for the same.”

“Of course you will.”

Aegon mirrored her smile before returning to his cell phone and finalizing the order. As he loved to impress girls, the chosen restaurant was one of the most expensive in the city. "Done. So… are we friends now?”

Eyeing him curiously before nodding, you let out a sigh. "Are we?"

“Yeah.” He said, squinting.

"I really don't think so, not yet at least."

“Like… Okay, you're right. I just, I don't know. I mean, I don't know how to do that, you know? Be friends."

"What?"

“My friends were always very strict, and when I got to college a lot changed. But I never had a friend, really a friend, you know?”

“What?” Your eyes widened. “That explains a lot.”

“But I want to try! I want to be your friend?"

"Do you want to be my friend?"

“Yes!”

“Ask me how my day was.”

“Okay, so, how was your day?”

“Let me see, well I was sleeping and then this guy called me at 3:00AM and showed up at my house trying to have sex with me, but he was too high for that. So I let him sleep on the couch and when we woke up we had morning sex but you know, this guy is pretty slacker. Also, he suggested we be friends, but I don't think he really wants to and doesn't know how to do that.”

“Oh common, I really want to be your friend.”

“Why?”

“You are sexy, cool, confident and smart. And…”

“And?”

He couldn't tell, you would automatically dismiss him. But he wanted to be honest. “You were the only girl who didn't care enough to stay. You are detached and I hate the feeling.”

"I knew it. You don't want my friendship, you just don't know how to handle that kind of treatment.”

"Exactly! At least for the last part, I really want to be your friend. I want to impress you.”

"And then? What will you do? Go away?"

“No, I'm not leaving. I really want to impress you! I want to make things right. Please give me a chance.”

You sighed, thinking avidly. “If I give you a chance and you play with me, I'm going to rip your dick off with my teeth.”

His eyes almost widened, almost. "Ok. As I intend to keep my dick, I won't play with you, I promise.” He smiled, no sexual overtures or ulterior motives, just smiled. “So… is it too much to smoke in your house on your first day of friendship?”

With an amused huff, you replied, “There's a wallet in a small box in the bathroom. And stop using that shit, it's bad for your health."

"We've barely met and you're already worried about me, that's friendship!"

“Fuck off, McFly.” What were you doing? A brief moment of awareness buzzed in your head at what Aegon was proposing. If this goes wrong, you know you're going to consider yourself a huge idiot for agreeing. Guys like him don't want anything serious, right?"

When the delivery guy arrived, Aegon was quick to put on his clothes and grab his wallet. Your eyes widened at the sight of the restaurant's logo, throat going dry. What the fuck?

“Dude I can't afford this.”

He just smiled. “I said I wanted to impress, baby.”

For: @julczimozart and @graykageyama

[treeganart]

This goes out to @foggy-milk 😤💪 who wanted some of my story captions!! This one is my current favourite one as it’s the introduction post to Jamie and Bonnies friendship 😎

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“Ok, Um, That’s homophobic”

“Me not tagging along on another ghoul hunting trip that is definitely going to end up with you concussed, bound to a demon, in jail and/or with another -,” Jamie raises his eyebrow pointedly, “- restraining order, is not homophonic Bon.”

“I get ONE restraining order and it’s held over my head forever!” Bonnie clutches their hands to their chest dramatically, “Why do you always assume the worse of me?”

He shrugs, grinning, “It saves time.”

The two of them sit, legs swinging over the end of the small wooden pier, a box of cheesy chips from Merv’s between them; looking out across the ocean. The two of them had been the soul survivors of their boarding school friendship group and were glued at the hip. Well… USED to be.

“Oh come onnnn,” she playfully nudges his shoulder and waggles a chip in his face, shooting him a knowing grin, “What about for laughs? For luck? For the UNKNOWN!”

“Nice try with the Peter S.Beagle quote but,” Jamie’s smile drops, “I really am sorry Bon but I can’t miss this expedition. We’ve finally got clearance to check out this wreckage and I need to get as many photos as I can for my portfolio. And ya’know - it IS my actual job. Ya Boi’s got bills to pay.”

“Cant believe you’re ditching me for the job of your dreams, that you worked ridiculously hard to get, that I know means the world to you,” Bonnie says sarcastically, giving him a light thump on the shoulder as he chuckles. Jamie’s new job as a crew member for a marine conservation team off Cape West has really been the best thing to ever happen to him, so Bonnie doesn’t allow themselves to complain. He leans his head on their shoulder apologetically, and the two of them look out across the ocean in companionable silence for a while.

“I promise to compensate you with funny pictures of fish and the crew and I’ll keep my eyes out for merfolk, Cirein-Cròin or anything strange” Jamie says holding out his pinky finger.

Bonnie wraps their own pinkie around his and raises their thumb expectantly, “Lock it.”

Jamie raises his own and both of them lock the promise in place by touching thumbs.

“Thanks dude.”

Bonnie had never explicitly told Jamie that they missed him after he got his job. That they needed to feel included even when there really wasn’t any need for them to be. Somehow they couldn’t verbalise such needy, clingy feelings, that made their insides churn to think about. But Jamie understood. He had always understood.

But the atmosphere was getting sappy, so Bonnie grins mischievously at their friend.

“Oh and tell Camilla I said Hiiiii~,” they wiggle their eyebrows and fingers suggestively, quickly having to duck away, cackling, as Jamie takes a swipe .

“You’re unbelievable.”

“WHAT?! She’s HOT and single! And has crazy MILF energy. Can’t I appreciate the finer things in life?”

“Not when she’s my boss you can’t.”

“Ok, NOW you’re being homophobic.”

“I will push you off this pier.”

And he did. Before jumping right in after them.

[vividwritinglove]

next door X - a Pierre Gasly series

hey babes - sorry that it took me so long to post another part of this story. but here it is! Enjoy! ♥️

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pairing: Pierre Gasly x fem!reader

warning: language, SMUT (minors dni)

word count: 4.2k

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Monday - the start into the Christmas week.

And there were many festivities coming up for Pierre and you, so that you could hardly see each other. On Tuesday Pierre would already left for Faenza to attend the annual Christmas party of Alpha Tauri. So he would be back in Milan by Wednesday, but at that day there was your Christmas dinner at work. On Friday, was already Christmas Eve and Pierre's flight would be in the morning to his parents in Rouen. You only had today or Thursday evening to spend with each other.

You came home from work in the early evening and went straight to the shower. Before Christmas it was especially stressful at work and you needed a cold shower to come down. Pierre and you didn't made plans for today yet. You had only exchanged messages this morning at work, but nothing more.

It is important to both of you, that everyone has their space and time for themselves. This would also strengthen the trust of your still very young relationship.

Relationship. That sounded so weird to you. After more than one and a half years you had a boyfriend again. A younger one, who is also very attractive and a known racing driver. When you think about it like that, it just sounded totally unreal.

Meanwhile you sat on your couch and made yourself comfortable with a glass of wine. Your cell phone display lit up and you began to hope that it was Pierre after all. Wrong: it was the group chat with your 3 best friends. They asked for a wine evening via Zoom. Since you didn't have plans anyway, already opened a bottle of white wine and actually canceled meetings with them far too often, you accepted the invitation. You set up your laptop on your dining table and made yourself comfortable in one of the lounge chairs.

"Oh my God!" your friends are squeaking in chorus as you join the Zoom meeting.

"The queen graces us."

You toasted to your girlfriends with your wine glass and patted yourself on the back.

"How are you? I feel like I haven't seen you in ages."

"I'm doing great - going to Milan was the best decision in my life. I love my new job, I'm having an incredible amount of fun, the city is beautiful, I live in this unbelievably amazing apartment..." you gushed and your friends were listening spellbound.

"And what about the neighbor?" the friend, you spoke to on the phone just last week, interrupts you.

"Wait a minute, what neighbor?" the other one asked, looking at you through the screen with wide eyes. You rolled your eyes and took a big sip from your wine glass. Sooner or later they would find out and preferably they should hear it from you.

"Tell me who is this ominous neighbor?!"

"His name is Pierre Gasly and he is a French racing driver in Formula 1." your friend took the answer away from you.

You leaned back in your chair, she should tell first what she had found out about Pierre.

"Look at him!" she said, holding up a photo of Pierre on her phone into her laptop camera, "Unbelievable, isn’t he?".

"Wow, that's what I call a handsome man. But he's younger than you, right?"

"He's 26! 26!!!" again your friend answered for you.

"Can you shut up and let Y/N talk?"

You were very amused by the whole situation. It felt like you have never left Munich. Calming down, you raised your hands and leaned forward to get closer to the laptop. Your friends continued to look at you with big eyes, waiting for you to speak.

"Yes, he's younger and really attractive." you smiled to yourself, making your friends squirm.

"So?"

"So what?" you asked innocently, taking another sip from your wine glass.

"Why are we talking about this hot and young neighbor? There's something you're not telling us..."

Again you just grinned and stroked the back of your neck with one hand, "What can I say...I guess I am not single anymore."

"I knew it! But no, there's nothing going on between the two of you!" your friend almost shouted upset and imitated you. The other two were also kinda shocked at first, however they were happy for you.

"Tell us everything. What's he like?"

"He really has a great character and his heart is in the right place. We used the last 2 weeks intensively to get to know each other better and since a few days we decided to date."

"And how is the sex?"

"You don't ask that..."

"I couldn't give you an answer anyway." you smiled at your friend's curiosity.

"Wait. What? You actually bought a pig in a poke?" she asked incredulously.

"Well, we've only had oral sex so far."

You had no problem talking openly with your girlfriends about your sex life. Ever since you were teenagers, you talked about these topics and even years later you were still giving each other advice or were talking about certain intimate stories and experiences.

"Sorry if I'm being so forward..."

"That's new!" you laughed.

"We've known each other for so long and if he wasn't good in bed, you would never have said yes to be in a relationship with him."

You pressed your lips hard together and automatically thought back to how incredibly well he ate you out and fingered you. Sex in a relationship is incredibly important to you and if the chemistry in the bedroom wasn't right, the relationship would be doomed to fail in your opinion.

Your friend indicated an ever-widening gap with her index fingers, grinning mischievously.

"Forget it! I'm not going to tell you how big his dick is!" you laughed as well.

"Oh, come on." she said disappointedly, "Is it at least a boyfriend dick?".

You smirked at that term, "You have no idea.".

Just as your friends were about to ask you more about Pierre and his sexual skills, there's a knock on your door.

"Is that the sexy neighbor?”

"You mean her boyfriend!"

"Open the door. I want to see him!"

"Oh my god, you guys. Calm down..."

You got up from your seat, "Behave yourselves and don't be too awkward, will you?".

As you left the table to go to your front door, you heard getting huffy comments about your statement.

You opened the door and a gasping out of breath Pierre stands before you.

"Ma belle!" he greeted you joyfully and took your face in his hands to kiss you. In the background you two heard increasing "Awww”‘s.

Pierre interrupted the kiss and looked confused in the direction of your laptop.

"I'm having a spontaneous, virtual wine night with my girls." you explained in a near whisper and Pierre nodded in understanding, "Then maybe I should say hello...".

Without you prompting him, he walked up to the laptop and propped himself up on the tabletop, "Bonjour, ladies!".

He smiled mischievously at the camera and you saw the effect he had on your friends after just a few seconds. They were fascinated by him.

"I'm sorry to crash your wine date. However, I need my girlfriend's expertise urgently."

Your friends could barely get their words out and stammered something to themselves.

"I hope to see you in real life soon. Have a nice evening." smiled Pierre and slowly closed your laptop.

"I'll call you!" you shouted before he closed the laptop completely.

"I guess, I'm not supposed to know what you were talking about?" he asked as he turned back to you.

"Better not..." you whispered against his lips and kissed him passionately in response. After a few moments you detached yourself from him. Only now you noticed that there sweat was on his forehead.

"Why are you so sweaty?"

"Oh!" he said and jogged casually back to your front door, "I have something to show you!".

Skeptically, you followed him. You couldn't place his exuberant joy. Arriving at the door, you saw what was already waiting for you in the hallway: piles of boxes.

"Pierre... what's this?"

"Christmas decorations!" he said proudly, standing right next to the boxes.

"Oh my god!" you gasped in shock. You weren't in the mood for that at all.

"I want to spice up my apartment a little for the holidays and since I already have the world's best interior designer as my girlfriend, I should take advantage of it."

"You're effectively not here as of tomorrow. There's no point in decorating for Christmas."

"Exactly, the only chance left is today!"

Pierre couldn't be dissuaded from his plan, so you helped him carrying the boxes into his apartment.

Half an hour later, you had roughly inspected the contents of the boxes and were putting together a rough concept with the existing decorations in your head.

Pierre, on the other hand, was setting up a small, artificial Christmas tree in the corner of his living room. He was clearly enjoying it and humming Christmas carols to himself. You shook your head with a smile and began to unpack the first decorations out of the boxes. It was still a mystery to you how anyone could love Christmas that much. However, his anticipation was very contagious and so it was easy for you to decorate Pierre's apartment for Christmas.

Although you would call yourself the Grinch, you'll turned Pierre's living area into a cozy winter wonderland. Not too tacky, but still Christmasy enough. Pierre is thrilled and stands in the living room with both hands on his hips to look at everything.

"You really have talent! Ever thought of doing your own business?"

You laughed as you put the leftover decorations back into the boxes, "Too much paperwork!".

Pierre turned to you and helped you pack. In a few minutes, everything was stowed and the boxes were put away in his storage closet. Satisfied, you look at each other. "Good teamwork!" said Pierre with a smile and pulled you closer to him, into a tight hug.

Pleasurably you breathed in his scent and wrapped your arms around his neck. His presence just did you good.

"Thank you." purred Pierre into the crook of your neck and then gave you a loving kiss on the forehead. You looked up to him, into his wonderful blue eyes. You were hopelessly addicted to this man. Pierre puts his forehead against yours, your noses touched. You closed your eyes and you felt his breath on your Cupid’s bow. You two stayed in this position for a few seconds, enjoying the intimacy. Then his lips gently rested on yours. Only too gladly you intensified the kiss and open your mouth. Pierre immediately took this chance and let his tongue slip into your mouth.

After a few minutes, you break off your kiss. Your faces are still close to each other. He puts his hands on your hips to keep you close to him.

"I have to get up very early tomorrow." he sighs against your lips.

"I know..." you whisper disappointedly.

"I would love to take you with me."

"Next time."

Pierre smiled at the thought of taking you to Alpha Tauri's next official event.

"See you on Thursday night?" you asked as Pierre walked you to your apartment door.

"Absolutely!" Pierre agreed immediately and you two kissed goodbye again, "Bonne nuit, ma belle.".

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The time without Pierre passed by slower than expected. In the last 2 weeks you saw each other every day, it almost seemed like you were in rehab now. How should you get through the holidays? You are almost embarrassed by your thoughts. Never before have you felt so dependent on the affection and touch of a single man.

Pierre sent you some photos of his stay in Faenza. Among other things, photos and selfies of himself in a suit. He is so insanely attractive, that it was almost outrageous.

A day later you returned the favor and sent him photos of you in a festive dress, elegant but still sexy. Pierre showered you with compliments. He would love to be with you and rip the dress off your body. He couldn't wait to see you on Thursday.

It was already afternoon as you start preparing for your dinner together. For the love of Pierre you had also decorated your apartment a little for Christmas, very discreetly though.

You are excited. You couldn't even explain why. You are just happy to see him again and spend time with him.

You quickly set the table while the food simmers on the stove and in the oven.

Afterwards you freshened up and put on the new lingerie set with the suspenders and stockings that you bought a few days ago. It's supposed to be a surprise for Pierre, so at least he had something to unwrap. Over it you wore a knee-length black silk dress with spaghetti straps. You left your hair open with light curls and put on a scarlet-red lipstick.

As you lit the last candles, there was a soft knock on your door. Your heart beats faster and before you opened the door to Pierre, you checked yourself once more in the mirror, stroke your dress straight and fixed your hair.

With an enchanting smile, you greeted Pierre, whose eyes immediately widened at the sight of you. His mouth was slightly open with excitement and his eyes examined your body several times.

"Are those for me?" you broke the silence and pointed to the large bouquet of red baccarat roses.

Pierre shook his head slightly to wake up from his daydream of you, "Of course, ma belle!".

Gratefully, you took the bouquet and lead the way. On the way to your living area, you wiggled extra with your butt to get Pierre already a little heated. The whole days you were excited and today would have been the last chance for a common night in a longer time.

Your plan worked out. Pierre's gaze immediately wandered to your butt, which was perfectly displayed in the silk dress. His mouth went completely dry, he would have loved to just grab you and fuck you right on the dining table. He wants nothing more than to make love to you. The little teasing and oral sex were great, but he finally wanted to feel you completely.

After putting the flowers in a vase of water, you finally turned to Pierre.

"I can't remember ever getting such a great bouquet of flowers!" you gushed, putting your arms around his shoulders, "Thank you!".

"You look beautiful." sighs Pierre, running his fingers along your sides, over the soft fabric of your dress. His delicate touches and the French accent had you wet right away. How on earth were you going to get through this dinner.

"Are you going to kiss me or not?" you asked Pierre almost impatiently, "By the way, the lipstick is kiss-proof!".

Pierre grinned and pressed a loving kiss on your red and full lips, "Too bad, I wouldn't mind a few marks...".

The sexual attraction between you was almost unbearable. Pierre's hands moved over your hips and pushed you against the edge of the table. He grabbed your thighs and set you down on the tabletop, spreading your legs to stand between them.

With your fingers, you undo the buttons of his sport jacket to run your hands over his torso. During this, you kiss intimately, almost as if you hadn't seen each other in weeks. Pierre's hands pull the silk fabric over your thighs and his fingers move to your inner thighs. Before he can run his hands over your lacy thong, you are startled apart by the oven's alarm clock.

"Dinner's ready," you gasped against his lips.

"I'd rather have dessert right now."

"I’ve put so much effort in it..." you pouted and Pierre can't help but to kiss your pouty lips again.

You let yourself slide off the tabletop and brushed against his hard crotch as you passed by. Pierre moaned slightly under your touch. You felt like playing today. It should be fine with him.

While you prepared the dishes, Pierre admired your small but fine Christmas decoration. He knew that you did it especially for him. He grinned and then spotted a new book display on the large shelf with the books and many picture frames.

A double-page spread of his Monza victory smiled at him. He couldn't help but grin at his photos, "I look pretty good on your shelf!".

"Except for the blonde hair."

"What do you have against the blonde hair?! I thought it looked awesome on me."

Pierre was starting to sound a little appalled by your statement.

"I’m just into brunettes." you laughed placatingly and gestured him to come to the table.

"Good, me too." he said mischievously, winking at you.

Pierre seemed to enjoy the food, even asking for a second serving. You chatted animatedly about the upcoming Christmas with the Gasly family. He loved his many nieces and nephews, but after a few days, the constant exposure to the kids was a bit too much for him.

"Do you have plans now for the up coming days?" he asked you.

"I'm going to stay here. I have a little catching up to do on my Formula 1 knowledge."

Even though he didn't liked to hear that you will be alone for the next few days, he smiled anyway since you are very interested in his passion and his life. Once again you spend a nice evening with many conversations.

"Will you excuse me?" you asked, after emptying your glass of white wine.

"Of course." he answered immediately.

You went to the bathroom and behind the door hung the short satin coat you had bought to match the lingerie set. A little bit of courage you had taken on. You were desperate to impress Pierre. God, it almost felt like you were about to have your first time. Almost timidly, you peeled the dress off your body and let it fall to the floor. You looked at yourself in the mirror, the lingerie set off your body perfectly and the suspenders even made you feel a little sinful.

With this newfound confidence, you put on your coat and tied it loosely so that Pierre could see at first glance what awaited him. Before going back to the living area, you prepared the bedroom by lighting some scented candles and dimming the light.

On tiptoes you went back to Pierre in the living room. He had made himself comfortable on your sofa. He was sitting with his back to you, so he didn't saw you approaching. In the meantime, he had taken off his jacket and was wearing only a dark, tight-fitting T-shirt. Gently you put your hands on his muscular shoulders and massaged him lightly.

Pierre looked up, directly into your angelic face. Your hands now moved over his chest muscles to his abs. Pierre relaxed and puts his head in his neck and the noticed that you have changed your clothes. He immediately turned towards you and can hardly hide his amazement.

A little shy you presented yourself and played with the bow of the silk coat.

"I thought we'd skip dessert and instead you'd unwrap your Christmas present in the bedroom."

"Definitely!" exclaimed Pierre euphorically, jumping over the back of your sofa. You didn't expected such a tumultuous reaction and laughed as he lifted you up and carried you into the bedroom.

Greedily you wrapped your legs around his middle and Pierre placed his hands under your butt. As you enter your bedroom, you are both surrounded by a sensual atmosphere. Pierre laid you down on the bed. Sexy, you placed yourself on it and watched Pierre slipping his t-shirt over his head.

This man is your kryptonite. Aroused at the sight of his naked upper body, you opened your legs. Seeing you in that sexy lingerie was just too much for Pierre. Greedily he licked his lips and now opened his belt. The sexual attraction between you two was so thick, you could’ve cut it with a knife. Pierre stripped off his pants and adjusted his hard cock with one hand through his boxers.

Slowly but firmly, he approached you and climbed onto the bed. His dominant presence left you breathless. With nimble hand movements he opened the bow of your coat and can now admire you in full glory.

"So fucking beautiful." he murmured and kissed your belly button, which was just barely visible above the garter belt.

"This is the best Christmas present ever." he whispered against your skin and moved his mouth up to your breasts. Pleasurably you laid your head back in your pillow and enjoyed Pierre's caresses of your breasts.

"Don't you want to unpack further?" you asked curiously and also impatiently. Pierre's almost naked sight and his touches have already made you so wet.

Pierre straightened up again and looked at you intensely, "Just a little.".

He loosened the suspenders from your stockings to take off your thong, which he threw carelessly behind him and then puts the suspenders back on.

A bit irritated you looked at him. Pierre just grinned, lightly stroking the stockings and the lace of your suspenders, then diving in between your legs to kiss your inner thighs. You were about to burst and to show him how much and where you needed him, you grabbed his hair and directed him to your hot and wet core.

"So impatient." Pierre groaned and his breath against your core made you whimper. He complied with your request by putting his lips around your clit and sucking it into his mouth. You arched your back and moaned lustfully. Damn he was so good at this. Quickly he managed to bring you into ecstasy, your breathing was getting heavier and your moans louder. Pleasurably you closed your eyes and waited for an insane orgasm to rush over you. However, nothing came, simply nothing. Startled, you looked up, Pierre had detached himself from you and was now bent over you.

Gasping and full of expectation you looked at him. His eyes were so dark, hardly a single shade of blue could be seen. His gaze was animalistic and full of lust. The way he was looking at you like that, was driving you crazy.

"Pierre, I need you!" you whispered longingly to his lips, writhing under him. Your pleading was enough. He quickly stripped off his boxers, meanwhile you retrieved a condom from the top drawer of your nightstand and handed it to Pierre.

He deftly unwrapped it and slipped it over his hard cock. Again he bends down to you, this time to kiss you passionately. Eagerly you returned the kiss and put your hands on his neck. Pierre lined himself up in front of your entrance and slowly but firmly entered you.

You had to interrupt the kiss as you felt him completely inside you. Again you moaned and threw your head to the side lustfully as he stretched you out. Pierre now began to move and caressed your exposed neck with kisses.

You wanted more - You needed more. You wanted to feel him even more intensely. Therefore you embraced his center with your legs, so he could thrust into you even deeper. Your hands kept running along his broadly built shoulders. Quickly you found a rhythm that suited both of you and Pierre kept hitting your G-spot, making you claw your nails into his back.

He already knew how beautiful you sounded moaning, but this time it was on a different level. It was so sensual and him fucking you in sexy suspenders was pure satisfaction for him. You looked so beautiful and felt so perfect around him. Pierre could hardly believe his luck. He had imagined your first time to be great, but his expectations were exceeded. He couldn't help but look at you again and again. You were in a sexual delirium by now. Pierre's thrusts were getting harder and harder and that warm and beautiful feeling was spreading inside you. The last few weeks it had built up to this moment and finally it was time for the much longed release.

Pierre increased his speed once again. He also felt that you were getting tighter and tighter - your muscles closed tightly around him.

"Ma belle." he breathed and had to kiss you once more. Your bedroom was filled with your moans. Wonderful erotic sounds. Only a few more thrusts were missing for both of you to climax. Your thighs pressed even tighter around Pierre's middle and then it washed over you.

Out of full passion you almost screamed Pierre's name, which was the last bit for him to cum as well. Together you came down from your highs. Pierre laid on top of you exhausted and buried his face in the crook of your neck.

Immediately your hand wanders into his hair and caressed him. Both of you were completely out of breath, enjoying the moment of togetherness. Pierre rolled over to the other side of the bed and looked at you smiling. He left an emptiness inside you, which you wanted to fill with a second round. You brushed a few strands of hair out of your face and bit your lower lip as you thought about how incredibly well Pierre had just fucked you. You were definitely hungry for more.

Pierre seemed to be able to read your mind, "Just give me a moment." he said, still a little out of breath. Grinning mischievously at him, you sat up. With a quick flick of your hands, you undo the clasp of your bra, toss it at him and lasciviously shook your hair.

"Fuck!" he murmured at the sight of you and licked his lips.

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[tenkasato]

akashi being pinned by reader to the wall will you? 😌

Hello, anon! I am SO SORRY this took a while to write. Nonetheless, I enjoyed writing this so much. Here you go! I hope you enjoy Bokushi ^^

Pairing: Akashi Seijuro x reader

Warnings: Mentions of nudity, slightly suggestive

Flustered. Blushing. Dying of embarrassment.

You let your eyes wander to your seatmate—the ever serious, peerless and immaculate prince of Rakuzan High. Gorgeous as always. Looking tad unapproachable too, as always.

Briefly, your eyes scan his crisp white uniform, his neat hairstyle and the way his face remains guarded but nonetheless filled with well-hidden expressions. Akashi Seijuro has always carried himself with an air of superiority around him. He commands respect from all his peers with just as much as a few words. He never makes mistakes. He is always right. Even when he's sometimes wrong, the universe simply has a way to bow to him and concede he's right. However impossible it was.

It's almost laughable how your attempts of making him slip out of his impeccable composure always ended in bitter failure. 'Accidentally' sprinkling pepper on him during home education class only made him sneeze out in a rather demure (utterly adorable) manner. Exchanging his tomato juice (who the hell drinks that) with hot sauce only made you realized he sniffs everything before putting it in his mouth. Creeping into the boys' locker room and stealing his PE uniform while he's taking a shower. No problemo. He walks out of the shower in all his glory with not even a pint of shame even as you snapped the photo.

In a last ditch of effort, you placed a whoopie cushion on his seat. You swear you didn't know how you ended up sitting on the fart cushion and earning a boisterous laughter from the whole class instead.

You clench your fist.

Flustered. Blushing. Dying out of embarrassment.

That's the state you want to see Akashi Seijuro in.

That afternoon, you wait for him to come out of the student council room, your back on the wall. The school corridors for most part were empty, people having gone to their respective clubs or homes.

The door creaks open and you straighten up. Akashi looks more exhausted than usual, what with the WinterCup championship being held tomorrow and the upcoming High School anniversary event he has to prepare for.

Good. He won't know what's coming.

Then, he passes you. With lightning speed, you pivot on your heels and grab a hold of his wrist. Your sudden action catches him off guard for a moment but he instantly recovers and promptly glares down at your beaming face.

You slam your hand on the wall at the side of his head and try to loom over him—a not so easy feat considering he was taller. Putting your other hand on the opposite side, you smirk at him.

"What is this about?" he demands, eyes narrowing in a mixture of irritation and impatience. His tone, much to your frustration, is deadly calm. “I’m certain you have more important things to do than to give me a full display of your immaturity.”

You don't respond. Looking supremely smug, you press your chest against his as you stand on your toes. Slowly, you grind your hips a little before inching dangerously close to his face.

It was a wrong move, you realized too late.

Up close, his crimson eyes are a pair of gold and ruby. His skin, porcelain and unbelievably flawless. His lips look soft and smooth as silk. Just staring at them makes your throat run dry. And just like that, all your mischief goes down the drain as your mind becomes entangled in itself.

You feel a swell of emotion—an odd ache in your chest you’ve never felt before.

You see the smirk before it happens. Akashi swivels you both around and pins you to the wall instead. He tucks his hand under your chin and raises your head to meet his gaze. Your breath hitches as he leans forward until his breath ghosts your neck.

"Well, well," he whispers, his voice reverberating with deranged amusement, "what was that about? Were you trying to do something?"

"He—hey, Akashi-san," you blubbered, hands on his chest to keep him from crushing you further. "It was just a joke. A prank. The usual! I—uhhh—"

"Your little pranks have been quite a nuisance. If I didn't have this much patience, I would've done something to permanently keep you from engaging in foolish albeit disrespectful acts. But I'll admit. This latest scheme of yours takes courage. I'll give you that."

You swallow the sand in your throat as he continues breathing against the sensitive skin of your neck. It wasn't supposed to turn out like this. He should be the one who's flushing deep red and a stuttering mess. Not you!

"I—I just want you to acknowledge you're not at all that perfect," you blurt out, cursing yourself when you hear the slightest tremble in your voice. You grit your teeth and force yourself to hold his intense stare.

"That… and I want you to go out with me," you add, voice smaller.

Akashi blinks at that last statement. For a second, you see a flash of vulnerability in his eyes. It was too fast you thought you imagined it.

He withdraws from you, finally allowing air back in your lungs. You consciously rub your burning cheeks.

"I'll grant you those," he announces suddenly.

Your heart jumps into your mouth as your eyes widen. "What?"

"If," he says, tilting his head to deliver a smile that's so confident it borders towards arrogance, "I lose the WinterCup."

You watch Akashi walk away, noting that even the cadence of his steps follow a precise rhythm. Dazed, you brush your fingers on the patch of skin on your neck where you felt his lips graze earlier.

You could never imagine Akashi losing. But then again, you had never thought he'd trap you against the wall and tease you like that.

Did that even count as a kiss?

The next day, Seirin beats Rakuzan in the finals.

Part 2, Part 3

[elysianslove]

How do u think Samu would react if u accidentally sent him a nude - auri 💘 Samu brainrot has been electrified tonight

i think his brain would short circuit ,,, no but fr it would be the last thing he’s expecting, especially if this at the beginning of your relationship where the only sexual thing between you two is the tension.

he’s used to you sending him pics of your outfits or just random selfies or maybe even like a picture of a cloud that happens to look like a penis and you thought he needed to see it since you did too. but when he opens up his phone to your chat and sees your naked body on display, he literally freezes. no warning whatsoever?? no caption even? just — just the photo. it isn’t that it’s unwelcome. any image of you has his tummy twisting. it’s more so that you’ve never sent anything so risky. he hadn’t realized you were already at that stage in your relationship, or that all this time he could’ve been hinting at something so sexual. the riskiest photo you’ve ever sent him, he remembers, had been of you straight out of the shower, with a towel wrapped around you tightly.

you look good, obviously. he can’t stop staring at the image, at the way you’re posed, at the light hitting your body, at the way your face is only slightly hidden and he can see the hint of a smile on your lips. it’s so many things all at once— it’s cute and it’s so hot and you’re so beautiful and pretty and your body’s a work of art. he’s overwhelmed, to say the least, frozen in place.

it doesn’t help that he’s on a small break at work either. he can feel his cock stiffen beneath his jeans, can feel the material tighten, but he knows that logically, he won’t be able to do anything about it for a long time. and yeah, osamu’s used to his body reacting this way to you, but it doesn’t frustrate him any less.

eventually, he realizes he ought to offer you some sort of reply, but the moment his shaky hands manage to start typing, the three grey dots appear, signaling that you’ve beat him to it.

you: OH MY GODBENDJD SAMU IM SO SORRY

you: THAT WAS AN ACCIDENT

you: I DIDNT MESN TO SEND THAT

you: IM SORRY. PLS PRETEND YOU DIDNT SEE THAT

he quirks a brow, and the nervousness fades momentarily at the prospect of you being more embarrassed over this than he was.

osamu: why??

osamu: you meant it for someone else, hm?

laughter bubbles at his throat at the speed the three dots reappear.

you: NO OFC NOT

you: just pls. that’s so embarrassing.

you: YOU HAVENT EVEN SEEN ME IN A BRA YET

osamu: yet?

you: ...

osamu: okay baby i’ll forget it ever happened

osamu: and i’ll hold you to that ‘yet’

but despite how suave he seems online, he’s flushed red, palms slightly sweaty and heart racing unbelievably quick beneath his ribs. and although he’d promised to forget about it, even deleting the photo to ensure your comfort and trust, the image is engrained in his brain, and it’s the one thing on his mind, clear as ever, when he’s in the shower later than night, back pressed against the cold shower wall and hand sloppily fisting at his cock. when his free hand trails up his chest, tugs at his nipples, scratches at his tummy, he imagines its yours. when his fist squeezes at the tip of his cock, he pictures it as yours. and when he cums, your name tumbles out in a broken gasp.

he feels a little dirty for it but— can you blame him?

[watchmegetobsessed]

Crushing - Harry Styles

a/n: just a little something that was inspired by a tiktok and @pastequeharry​ !

pairing: Harry X Famous!Reader

word count: 2.2k

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“Welcome back, I hope has everyone returned from our little break because we are playing a fun little game with Y/N, who by the way won a Grammy award for best new artist this weekend, so congratulations on that!”

Ellen smiles at you widely as she claps along with the audience and you’re just smiling shyly, still not quite used to the sound of it.

“Thank you,” you nod looking around.

“Okay, we are going to play a round of who’d you rather. Are you familiar with the game?” she asks you.

“Yes, I’ve seen others play it before.”

“Great. For those who don’t know the game, two people will show up on the screen and Y/N will have to choose one. Whoever she chooses will come with us to the next round and at the end we’ll know who is her ultimate crush.”

“Ah man,” you huff, feeling a little nervous about who they are gonna show you and the audience laughs at your reaction as your fingers dig into the armrest of the armchair you’re sitting comfortably in.

“Are you ready?” Ellen questions with a smile that tells you just how much she is enjoying this.

“I don’t think I’ll ever be, but let’s get started,” you chuckle nervously.

“Okay, let’s see our first pair,” she starts and two pictures show up on the big screen and on the smaller one at the front of the stage so you don’t have to crane your neck. “So we have Zendaya and Tom Holland. Who are you choosing?”

“You really had to start with two of my biggest Marvel crushes?!” you whine and the audience starts laughing again as you chew on your bottom lip, trying to decide. “I love them both, but I’m gonna have to go with Zendaya, because in height, we would be better. I’m sorry Tom, I still love you!” you declare, looking around all cameras, hoping they all got your confession.

“Alright. So now we’ll keep Zendaya and move on to the next person, who is… Harry Styles. Zendaya or Harry Styles?”

The blood rushes out of your face as you see a picture of Harry, memories of the two of you meeting at the award show in the weekend flooding back to your mind. Harry has been a crush of yours since probably forever. You’ve been a fan of his since his One Direction days and your career started to take off sometime around the time he started his solo career, only difference is that it took you a little longer to earn yourself a name in the industry. But this weekend you finally met him for the first time, in real life, without you just watching him on the stage with four other men.

You spotted him at the area that led to the red carpet, he was about to step out when his eyes laid on you and though he was wearing a mask, you still knew he was smiling from the little wrinkles in the corners of his eyes. Your breath caught in your throat, stopping in your track as you were holding up your gown so you wouldn’t trip and fall with all the cameras around.

“Y/N! Hi!” he greeted you stepping closer, as if the two of you were old friends.

“Hi!” you managed to speak up, feeling completely starstruck.

“Love the gown! You look wonderful!” he complimented you and you could feel your cheeks heating up so fast.

“Oh, thank you, but I think you’re stealing the show with the boas,” you chuckled making him laugh as well.

“Thank you. Congrats on the nomination, I really hope you win by the way.”

“You do?”

“Of course. Listened to the album, it’s really good,” he nodded and your heart skipped a beat. Harry Styles listened to your album and he liked it? This must be Heaven, but when did you die?

“Thank you so much! I hope you win too, though your chances are better with your three nominations,” you joked making him laugh again.

“Yeah, just a little,” he nodded. “Here, let me help you.” He offered you his arm helping you step up the few steps that lead to the area where the red carpet photos were taken and you were thankful for the help, though you could already hear all the camera’s clicking in your way and you knew the photos would be all over the internet by the next day.

You only met one more time during the evening and you could only congratulate to each other on the wins before you both were snatched away, but you still play your conversation with him in your head before you go to bed in the evening.

“Um, Zendaya is everything but I’m gonna play this game honestly so I’ll choose Harry.”

The audience starts cheering and clapping at the decision as Ellen smirks at you, nodding along.

“No need to be shy, we all have a crush on Harry probably,” she jokes making you laugh. “Okay, next up we have… Harry Styles and The Weeknd.”

“I’m gonna stick to Harry,” you answer probably a little too fast, but if you’re being honest, they can’t show you anyone at this point who would beat Harry.

“Harry stays, next we have Harry and… Florence Pugh.”

“You guys made sure to make it hard for me!” you chuckle staring at the screen. “But I’m still gonna stick to Harry, though I love them both.”

“Alright, for the next round we have Harry Styles and Niall Horan.”

“I’m upset, because as a One Direction fan, I should not be forced to choose between them,” you point at Ellen, giving her a hard look which the audience finds quite hilarious.

“I’m sure you had ranked them before, don’t be shy,” she smirks and you sigh rolling your eyes.

“Okay, no offence to anyone but Harry stays. Sorry Niall, I still love you though,” you add with a smile.

“Harry is in a winning streak, it seems. Okay, let’s see his next opponent. Harry against Chris Evans.”

“Harry,” you answer with a sigh, crossing your legs, knowing well you will not choose anyone over Harry.

“Fast answer, great. Harry Styles or Ariana Grande.”

“Love Ariana, she’s a queen, but Harry,” you answer with a smile, the audience enjoying your obsession over Harry Styles and at this point you are not even trying to hide it.

“Harry Styles or Henry Cavill?”

“Harry,” you answer right away.

Henry’s picture disappears and Harry’s moves to the middle as the game comes to its end.

“Seems like we have a winner here. Harry Styles beat everyone!” Ellen chuckles as you glance at the big screen, blushing a little, but you are hoping your makeup is covering it well.

“You said it yourself, everyone has a crush on him,” you shrug, trying to play it cool.

“Yes, but not everyone was helped out by him,” she smirks as a photo of the two of you appears on the screen from last weekend and you cover your face with your hands as the audience goes wild.

“He is a gentleman,” you sigh dreamily.

“He really is and I have to say that the two of you look great together.”

“Oh stop it,” you chuckle, playing it over a little, just to make it less obvious how giddy even the thought makes you.

“Well, now we know that he is your number one choice, hopefully he’ll take the next step,” Ellen chuckles before moving on and asking you a few more questions as part of your appearance on the show.

Weeks go by and you kind of forget about the whole interview. It blows up the next few days, but nothing really happens, people just get excited that you are crushing on Harry just like everyone else, but it dies down pretty quickly.

You barely recovered from your Grammy win and yet you are already marching towards another milestone in your career. None other than Gucci asked you to be part of their new campaign in an amazing photoshoot and you just couldn’t say no, not that you ever even thought about it. After some online meetings and sending emails back and forth the first fitting’s day has finally arrived and you are buzzing!

Heading down to the showroom to go over every outfit they want you to wear for the photos, you can’t wipe the excited grin off your face. Growing up you could only dream about owning anything Gucci, now you are going to be promoting them so it truly is a dream come true.

Arriving you are walked into the showroom that is now filled with racks of clothes and there’s a podium with three mirrors surrounding it for the fitting.

“Y/N! Hi! So nice to finally meet you after all the emails and calls!” Nancy, the creative director of the campaign greets you.

“Nice to meet you too!”

“We are in a little bit of delay, I’m very sorry about that, but we can start in about ten minutes, if that’s alright with you.”

“Oh, no worries. I’m free all day,” you assure her before she thanks your patience and runs off to finish off whatever she was doing before.

Wandering around you take a look at the beautiful clothes on the racks, blown by basically everything you see and you can’t wait to wear the outfits that were meant for you. In the back of the room, a part is closed off for a changing area and you hear the door opening as Nancy walks out first, talking to someone following her behind and when you see the person, you freeze.

Harry Styles walks out, wearing a just a shirt and jeans, looking very casual but still, unbelievably hot. The man could wear a potato sack and still look better than any other men.

“Thank you so much,” he smiles at Nancy before his eyes lay on you, a wide smirk tugging on his lips in realization. “So nice to see a familiar face!” he beams, walking closer before he pulls you in for a short hug that catches you by surprise, but also warms your chest.

“Hi, didn’t expect to see you here, though you are kind of one with the brand at this point,” you tease him making him laugh.

“I am, yeah. I heard that you would be featured in the campaign as well. Amazing choice,” he smirks, glancing over at Nancy who smiles proudly, clearly agreeing with him.

“Y/N, I’ll get the changing room ready for you and we can start in five, alright?” Nancy informs you.

“Yeah, thank you!” You nod in her way and she is already off to do the work, leaving you and Harry alone.

“So, I learned some interesting information the other day,” he hums with a serious face and he got you curious about what it could be.

“Yeah?”

“Mhm, you know, I was watching The Ellen Show and you were on, playing a little game.”

“Oh my God,” you breathe out, already feeling the heat crawling up your neck to your cheeks. Harry smirks down at you, clearly enjoying that he got you so nervous and embarrassed of what happened.

“I wish I knew about your little crush earlier!” he teases you, making your groan.

“And why is that? So you could pull my leg at the Grammy’s when I was already shitting my pants?”

Harry lets out a chuckle shaking his head as he hides his hands in his pockets, his eyes running up and down your figure before they meet with your gaze again.

“No. Because then I wouldn’t have talked myself down from asking for your number.”

You can’t help the stunned reaction that takes over your face at his blunt flirting, your lips part as your eyebrows shoot up while Harry just stares back at you with a sly smirk on his deliciously pink lips.

“Oh, is that so?”

“Yeah, but now that I know that you are crushing on me just like I’m crushing on you, I think it’s time to make the first step. So…” he pulls his phone out and hands it over to you and continues while you type your number in. “I’m not just asking for your number, but I happened to hear that you have nothing else planned for the day, is that true?”

“It is,” you nod, feeling out of breath as you hand him back his phone, your number saved in his contacts.

“Then how about grabbing lunch after your fitting? I happen to have nothing today as well, we should take advantage of it,” he suggests and you can’t push your stunned smile down.

“Sounds good,” you nod, biting into your bottom lip.

“Great. I’ll run some errands while you are here and I’ll be back in about an hour.”

“You could stay here if you want, I don’t mind it,” you tell him, feeling like he is only leaving because he doesn’t want to intrude.

“I would love to, but I really want to see the final outcome of the campaign and not spoil it for myself,” he smirks making you chuckle.

“Alright. Then see you in an hour.”

“Yeah,” he nods with a boyish smirk before turning around and walking out of the showroom.

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