#wow that’s a shit load of tags

[lunarlivs]

pov: you’re harry being born to a bunch of 21 year olds

their thoughts and doodles below the cut <3

[astonmartinii]

day six: not so home for christmas | oscar piastri social media au

pairing: oscar piastri x fem reader

oscar and y/n are having their first christmas in monaco because of a snow storm, unfortunately this also means they're now hosting most of the grid as well.

MASTERLIST | TIP JAR

yourusername

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yourusername: thanks a lot snow storm :( i guess it's our first ever christmas here in monaco

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user1: yall global warming might just be real

user2: you're only just realising it now ?

charles_leclerc: you kids and your complaining - a white christmas in monaco, what more could you want?

yourusername: a christmas at home with our families?

charles_leclerc: families? when you're in your adopted father-in-law's home city, i'd watch your tone if i were you

oscarpiastri: if you think of your kids as often as you say then you should be worried that your aussie son is going to FREEZE to death :(

charles_leclerc: if it's the bbq you crave, you can still do that?

yourusername: it's snowing? and he is NOT bringing our bbq inside

charles_leclerc: okay jeez, not much christmas spirit here i see

oscarpiastri: we miss our families, sue us

user3: wait... if they couldn't get out of nice... who else couldn't

user4: the storm kicked in like a day ago right?

user5: based on instagram activity, my guess is that max, lando, ollie (idk why he was in monaco anyway), kimi (i think he's attached to ollie), alex (and lily) and george

user6: i know it would never happen but wouldn't it be so cute if we got a grid christmas dinner

yourusername: please don't give them any ideas

oscarpiastri: i only just got rid of them 😩

landonorris: so, just out of interest, is y/n still free to maybe wrap my presents for me?

yourusername: do i look like the christmas fairy to you?

landonorris: well i know for a fact that oscar's ass was not wrapping those presents

oscarpiastri: well y/n actually likes doing things for me soooooo

landonorris: PLEASE Y/N I'LL HAVE TO RESORT TO USING TIN FOIL

yourusername: tin foil... please you are a 25 year old man

landonorris: does it look like i'm a man who has sellotape in his house?

yourusername: no.

user7: y/n is like a full time mum to a load of men all older than her

user8: she better get ready to cook for them at christmas because none of these men can cook for themselves

oscarpiastri

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oscarpiastri: i'm not sure how this went from our lonely christmas away from both of our families to babysitting half of the grid but what the hell, sure

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user10: i personally blame all of you for this

user11: and what??? i'm so excited

user12: i hope they post nothing more just to spite your ass

charles_leclerc: i’m kinda offended no one thought of coming to mine :/

maxverstappen1: you’re shit at cooking

charles_leclerc: how would you know?

maxverstappen1: i saw it in your vlog

charles_leclerc: you watch my vlogs???

maxverstappen1: NO?

yourusername: okay queens stop flirting and get back to your stations in the kitchen

charles_leclerc: can we flirt there?

yourusername: if you're still peeling - knock yourselves out

user13: y/n basically confirming lestappen? wow christmas DID come early this year

user14: the real question is why she would let those menaces in the kitchen?

yourusername: i have seen how much these people eat, i need help even from the useless

yourusername: also if they want certain dishes from home they have to help

maxverstappen1: i am CORING AS MANY APPLES AS I CAN I PROMISE THE APPLE BEIGNETS WILL BE WORTH IT

oscarpiastri: i know they will be, y/n is making them

maxverstappen1: okay buddy, i don't see you helping

oscarpiastri: i am keeping everyone else in line, that's a full time job as well

user15: who made the youngest couple in charge of these fools?

user16: a comedic genius

yourusername: they're annoying but i'll deal with them for you

oscarpiastri: you make such sacrifices for me, i love you

yourusername: i love you more

alexalbon: we're really not that bad you guys are being dramatic

yourusername: george walked up to our mantle piece, pointed at my baby picture and said "ugly. my condolences" ?

alexalbon: that's george ? he's mean to everyone

yourusername: HE'S IN THAT BABY'S HOUSE

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olliebearman: first christmas with my big brother :))))

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user17: yall be on oscar about him holding onto the leclerc family joke but the real enemy is ollie

olliebearman: i think it's cute

olliebearman: and it's NOT a joke

user18: you know what? yeah i'd also keep going with the joke i need to get in that leclerc family

olliebearman: the real catch here is y/n she's going to teach me to crochet :)

yourusername: we can make little bear mans !!!

user19: the grid dad stuff was cringey... but grid brother well that's hitting like crack i fear

charles_leclerc: grid dads are cringey ??? count your days

user19: sorry?

charles_leclerc: i (and my family) will NOT tolerate sebastian vettel slander. not now not EVER

fernandoalo_oficial: and me?

charles_leclerc: i couldn't give a fuck about you old man

fernandoalo_oficial: excuse me

fernandoalo_oficial: i'll have you know i am just as much oscar's father as you are

charles_leclerc: and how have you come to that OBVIOUSLY WRONG conclusion

fernandoalo_oficial: WELL i don't know maybe his REAL grid dad is actually mark webber who i have a well documented homoerotic relationship with and therefore oscar and most importantly Y/N are my children

charles_leclerc: what a load of bullshit

charles_leclerc: if grid children were based on homoerotic tension then i'd be father to all of the red bull juniors and max would have custody of the FDA

maxverstappen1: well....

pepemarti: hi !!!

dinobeganovic: hey.....

yourusername: what happened to the original plot of the movie

user20: i think the cabin fever is getting to them

lilymunhe: no they're like this all of the time it's exhausting

yourusername: tell me about it

olliebearman: but not me :(

yourusername: no we love you

oscarpiastri: you are the least annoying one

olliebearman: omg thank you :3

yourusername

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yourusername: not so home for christmas but with family nonetheless

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user22: what was the dress code here?

landonorris: what we had left? all the dry cleaners are closed because of the storm

yourusername: you take ALL of your clothes to the dry cleaners?

landonorris: why wouldn't i do that...

yourusername: yk what, whatever !

user23: omg of course leo was there as well

yourusername: we only invited charles for him

charles_leclerc: excuse me?

landonorris: he was invited ????

oscarpiastri: well he was staying in monaco anyway and you guys all invoked your squatters rights in my house so what was one more

landonorris: i am not squatting? my ass is already big enough as it is

yourusername: i know your ass is big because YOU'RE ALWAYS SAT ON IT

oscarpiastri: god i love you

yourusername: i love you even more

oscarpiastri: nuh uh not possible

yourusername: i love you so much i'm not even that angry about half of the grid crashing our christmas

oscarpiastri: i love you so much that i personally barged a child out of the way to get you your eras tour merch

yourusername: i do love my merch.... but not as much as i love you

oscarpiastri: you're so romantic

georgerussell63: right that's it, i am SICK of you people pretending you are not enjoying our presence

yourusername: did i or did i not say family ???

oscarpiastri: george i'd appreciate if you didn't talk to y/n this way

maxverstappen1: yeah back the fuck off

georgerussell63: why is max here?

maxverstappen1: ummmm y/n busted her ass to make apple beignets for me so i had some netherlands with me at christmas so i would die for her. i am somwhat fond of oscar as well

maxverstappen1: so fuck with them, you fuck with me

maxverstappen1: and you seem to like doing that recently

yourusername: awwww thanks max!

oscarpiastri: we are fond of you too buddy

georgerussell63: how did i lose this?

user24: max out here getting wags on his side

maxverstappen1: that's my ma

maxverstappen1: wait that makes my homoerotic tension with charles incest

maxverstappen1: that's my home girl

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oscarpiastri: y/n absolutely smashed our makeshift grid christmas and she said she'll accept thanks in qualifying tows or easy passes on track 👍

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user25: oh they want me dead

user26: i would do questionable things to get a slice of that cake

user27: drop the recipe please xxx

yourusername: oh babe i be following the tiktoks like the rest of yall - i'll repost it

user28: woman of the people

yourusername: babe i don't really remember saying those exact words...

oscarpiastri: PLEASE ! they don't say no to you now you've filled their stomachs

landonorris: he's not wrong

maxverstappen1: you're in my will now

charles_leclerc: you're now my favourite daughter in law

yourusername: i'm your only daughter in law?

charles_leclerc: idk kimi and ollie are pretty attached with their weird tension

landonorris: like father like son

charles_leclerc: huh?

landonorris: huh?

oscarpiastri: ^^ see !!!! y/n please !!!

yourusername: fine.

yourusername: thank you all for coming, i hope you enjoyed dinner and your time with us. i loved spending time with you all but if you wish, i will be accepting thanks in the form of qualifying tows and easy passes for oscar or pornstar martinis from any hospitality

yourusername: happy?

oscarpiastri: yes

oscarpiastri: YOU HEARD THE WOMAN GUYS

maxverstappen1: oh i love y/n but i'd rather put you in the wall than let that ugly orange car past without a fight

georgerussell63: @fia i told yall

yourusername: are you ever gonna give that up ?

georgerussell63: no? and i KNOW IT WAS YOU WHO SAT ME NEXT TO HIM AT DINNER

yourusername: you'll never prove it :P

user29: oscar is such a sassy man

yourusername: he gets it from his momma

oscarpiastri: and you :)

yourusername: i will say your ability to watch my reality tv with you is a big factor in how much i love you

landonorris: is that why oscar once woke me up the night before a race by shouting "get her ass lisa" ???

oscarpiastri: we watch real housewives together on facetime :)

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charles_leclerc: i made the right choice in son and most importantly daughter in law

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user31: okay the cinnamon buns have thrown me over the edge now

user32: i NEED to know who asked for them

alexalbon: guilty 💅 and they slapped thanks y/m

oscarpiastri: we've been dating for years? like when i was still in f3?

charles_leclerc: semantics

oscarpiastri: no i met and charmed y/n all on my own thank you very much

charles_leclerc: because she saw the future and the potential of our prosperous family !!!

oscarpiastri: at this point, whatever you wanna hear old man

charles_leclerc: relegated below ollie

olliebearman: score !!!

user33: oh these people are never letting this joke die are they

user34: i think we're stuck with it

charles_leclerc: are you people sick of whimsy ???

charles_leclerc: i am ALLOWED to flex my son's amazing choice in women, especially a woman who will make me a swiss roll on demand

yourusername: he does have amazing taste

oscarpiastri: thank you :3

yourusername: as much as you guys were somewhat annoying, we had an amazing christmas xx

oscarpiastri: please do not bother us until march

charles_leclerc: fine. but we're still on for the double date in melbourne?

charles_leclerc: (maybe triple? idk ollie can just bring kimi)

kimiantonelli: score !!!

yourusername: we would love to !

oscarpiastri: i guess you could meet my actual family ?

charles_leclerc: not now oscar, let me enjoy chritmas with you all before you remind me of that

oscarpiastri: okay?

user35: y/n and oscar actually have the patience of saints because if these clowns crashed my christmas i'd be on the news

yourusername: any christmas is perfect with him

oscarpiastri: with y/n, i can get through even the most annoying people

user35: okay yall didn't have to flex on me that hard damn

fin.

note: here's day six! i'm not sure if you guys saw my update post but this series won't be done by christmas day but will stretch to NYE because unfortunately my cat has to be put down :( i've had him for nearly 19 years and it's really hard to think about him being gone so i'm just spending as much time as possible with him atm. anyway, i hope you enjoyed !! xx

[racew1nn3rs]

─ 𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘪𝘪. (𝘯𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘶𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳) ⛵️

⤷ summary: miami and monaco. just lando being horribly down bad and y/n being at her wits end. poor oscar just can't escape the train wreck that is two losers with feelings and zero (0) emotional competency .

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mclaren sorry to report that the only good thing about miami was the weather! (and the celebrities)

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user1 it's okay admin, you can say the car was shit

mclaren yeah the car was shit

user2 mclaren team is cursed i fear

mclaren alr where my witch baddies at? please unhex us pls pls pls

user3 uhm!!!????

mclaren desperate times desperate measures and all that jazz

user4 normal people: oh no the car is bad. yn: we're cursed for generations to come ☹️

landonorris i didn't get to meet shakira, what's the point of going on living

mclaren there is none! kys

landonorris oh wow

user5 nahhhh she gettin fired 💀

user6 not a single photo with lando's face 😭

user7 boohoo ☺️ OSCAR FANS, THEY BROKE BUT WE UP ‼️‼️‼️

user6 ok enough

landonorris post me challenge (difficult)

mclaren uh no (: go talk to hr bro we do not careeeeeee

user8 this beef is crazy, yall havent made up yet

user9 DOES ANYONE EVEN KNOW WHY THEYRE BEEFING 😭

oscarpiastri yeah

mclaren hey oscar! great race

oscarpiastri don't ever lie to my face like that again

maxfewtrell gonna build the car myself at this point

user10 i see a podium in our future everyone say thank you max

user11 y/n livestream when 😔

ynusername (;

user11 WHAT DOES THIS MEAN

user12 lando and admin flirting again, who could've guessed

user13 ... she told him to kill himself

user14 the enemies to lovers is enemying 🤩

user13 yeah, it's giving enemies to lovers but no lovers only murder

mclaren truth.

user12 ARIANA WHAT ARE YOU DOING HWRE

user15 mclaren, fire everyone and hire y/n as the engineer/ strategist/ driver/ pit crew/ pr

mclaren we winning 🥱

oscarpiastri you'd be the only one finishing cause everyone else would die ☝🏻

mclaren shut the fuck up oscar 🙄

user16 flying cars they said 😔

mclaren how the mighty have fallen

user17 WE THE BEST TEAM ON THE GRIDDDD YUHHH

mclaren i'm gonna hold your hand while i say this

user18 it's been 20 years since i've seen my husband 😞 (admin won't post pictures of lando anymore)

mclaren your husband is ugly as fuck

landonorris what the fuck!

mclaren get off your phone loser

user19 full oscar picture when (i'mbeg ging you please i needg it nowe)

mclaren BAD DOG DOWN OMFG

lilyzneimer i would argue you were the best part of miami

mclaren YOU ARE SO FINE YOU SHUT YOUR MOUTH BEAUTIFUL GIRL 🤭

oscarpiastri GET AWAY FROM HER YOU FREAK 🤺

user20 y/n being unprofessional on the team page, who's shocked

mclaren and the world kept spinning

user21 we all know who was really shit here (looking at you lando)

mclaren it's not funny when you do it.

landonorris when she defends you 🥴

mclaren i'm telling a trusted adult danielricciardo

danielricciardo what the fuck makes you think i can be trusted

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The image flickered onto the screen as the broadcast began. Lando, clothed comfortably in sweats, a cap, and his streaming headphones, looked briefly off camera to where his guests sat waiting to be introduced.

He glanced up at Streamlabs and was shocked to see he had upwards of 30,000 viewers. He had only just started the stream and many people had likely not even gotten the Twitch notification yet. He shook off his shock and plastered on his usual smirk.

Everything is fine. I am totally and completely fine.

"Welcome, welcome. How are you all doing today? There's a lot of people here already. What's the special occasion guys?" He joked, being met with a scoff from the girl to his left.

Everything is not fine at all.

Lando almost never felt nervous when he would stream. After all, he was just playing game with his friends, the chat comments streaming through at a speed he could barely read. Even then, being in Formula One for so long meant he was used to being watched, his every little move being observed nearly constantly since his debut in 2019.

And yet all it took was her presence and suddenly he was nervous. His palms were sweaty, his heart was beating at a mile a minute- honestly you would think he were racing. How could he be expected to be funny and charming when she was here. She never seemed to struggle much in the department. It was almost entirely natural for her. Being perfect was like breathing air to Y/n he suspected.

As he watched the chat messages stream past even quicker on his monitor, he finally caught Oscar's gaze out of the corner of his eye. The younger man quirked a brow at him. What's your problem? His teammate seemed to say. He ignored him. Stupid Oscar and his stupid opinions and his stupid, uncomplicated love life. Lando envied the Australian most days, but now he just wanted to punch him straight in the jaw.

"Alright, it seems like most people are here already, so I'll just get started. I'm sure you're all wondering who my special guests are. The suspense must be killing you surely," He teased his audience. He ignored the completely accurate guesses in his chat.

Was he so predictable that it could be assumed it was either his teammate, Y/n, or Max were his special guests? Or was this a more unfortunate warning sign that he was just plain old boring.

"Seems like most people in chat were smart enough to figure it out! Please give a warm welcome to my guests! The lovely, stunning, awe-inspiring Y/n!" He cheered as the girl groaned, rolling her chair forward so she was behind him and within the frame of the camera.

"Oh and also Oscar's here," Lando added boredly, voice almost entirely monotone. Oscar scoffed loudly and he shot into frame kicking Lando's chair roughly, almost knocking him over and startling a laugh out of the girl behind them.

"Your an asshole mate," Oscar scoffed. Lando didn't hear him. The melodic laughing in his ear from Y/n was quite frankly the only sound his brain could process.

Who knew a laugh could sound so beautiful.

Who knew I could be so god damn embarrassing, Lando thought miserably.

"Guys do you see what I have to put up with!? How I get any shit done around here is a wonder," Y/n scoffed, "Anyways, welcome everybody, this is my stream now." Lando squawked indignantly.

"Excuse you, your in my home!"

"Yeah, unfortunately," she muttered with an eye roll and Oscar laughed.

"You should be grateful! Although these aren't the circumstances I was hoping to have you here under for the first time," Lando said with a completely unsubtle wink.

Y/n grimaced and Oscar doubled over with the force of his laughter.

"Viewers I am so sorry, please leave now, I have no way to muzzle him and apparently I can't sensor him," Y/n scowled.

"I fear he might enjoy that," Oscar muttered with a shake of his head.

Oh you motherfucker, Lando thought. Talk about subtle.

"If it was you, I probably would," Lando said to the girl and she planted her palm into the center of his face and shoved him lightly.

"Oh gross, cooties or STDs or whatever it is you men carry," Y/n shook her hands off and fake gagged.

"EXCUSE ME!" Lando shouted as Oscar nearly fell out of his chair.

"You're excused!"

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Y/n was holding on to her sanity by a thread. Or whatever was smaller than a thread... a hair or something. They had been answering fan questions for nearly 15 minutes already and Lando had decided today would be the day he would do nothing but flirt with her incessantly. He was like a child with a question or dog with a bone; He wouldn't let it the fuck go.

The sound of text-to-speech beginning dragged Y/n out of her thought spiral.

"Lando, what is your favorite video you've ever filmed?" The question asked.

Oh brother, Y/n thought. She looked at Oscar and he only laughed. How helpful.

"Probably the water TikTok challenge," Oscar hummed in agreeance.

"Why?" Y/n asked in confusion. She realized belatedly that asking Lando anything right now was probably a bad idea. She had set herself up this time.

"I don't know, I'm just a personal fan of anything that involves your hands in my hair," He smirked and she rolled her eyes. Her stomach flipped as she looked at his eyes. How could such a stupid, stupid man have such nice eyes (and lips, and teeth, and-).

"Well that's interesting," She smirked back, leaning her body toward him, ignoring the way she was blushing down to her chest. Her ears felt hot. It was hard to focus when she felt like she was burning alive, an unfortunate side effect that seemed to come with the irritating Brit in front of her.

"That was my favorite too," she added and Lando's eyes widened. Oscar looked at her in confusion over Lando's head.

"Really?" Lando asked, suprise clear in his voice. His smirk fell away for only a moment, but it was long enough for Y/n to notice.

Poor little Lando Norris, she thought. A bit too easy to read, this one.

"Yep," she grinned, before letting her face fall. "I'm a big fan of anything that means I can drown you." She responded in a monotone voice. Oscar cackled. The poor guy had hardly been asked any questions. Y/n found she didn't feel too bad anyway. The asshole was enjoying her suffering far too much.

Y/n knew the chat was going wild at their interactions, but she didn't really find herself caring. Maybe this was a bad look from a PR stand point, but then again didn't they always say "any press is good press."

Y/n wondered if the idiots who said that had ever had an inappropriate attraction to their asshole of a coworker, who just so happened to be public figure with fans who were becoming more aware of the tension with every day that interacted.

Probably fucking not.

Y/n watched as Lando's faux upset face cracked into a smile as he began to laugh heartily. She couldn't help but smile. Y/n was finding it hard to hold onto whatever grudge she had before. Maybe Lando Norris and his perfect smile, and his stupid jokes and his charming attitude weren't all that bad. Maybe, just maybe.

But they had absolutely no affect on her. None at all.

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user22 damn he took out my girl mid-sentence 😔

user23 Y/N POSTED LANDO?? AM I DREAMING?? AM I HAVING A STROKE??? OH GOD AM I DEAD

user24 girl calm the fuck down

user25 DOES THIS MEAN THE BEEF IS OVER

ynusername yes! (he has a gun to my head)

user26 LANY/N SHIPPERS WE RISE ONCE MORE

user27 get it together, they've posted together ONCE

user28 is lany/n in the room with us

user29 "lando and y/n getting along isn't real, it can't hurt you!" OH REALLY

landonorris i had other plans but i cancelled them to be your tour guide, you're welcome

ynusername me when i fucking lie

oscarpiastri do my eyes decieve me

ynusername shut up oscar

landonorris yeah shut up oscar

user30 couples that fight their friend together, stay together

ynusername i can and will block you 😃

user30 oh.

oscarpiastri no it's fine i didn't want to be invited

oscarpiastri i totally hate the ocean, it's not like i surf or anything

oscarpiastri looks boring, would've hated to go on a boat

landonorris other than the fact that i lost my flip flop in the ocean, it was fun i guess

user31 good job lando this came off exactly as nonchalant as you hoped king

ynusername HAHA LOSER YOU LOST YOUR SHOE

oscarpiastri I LOST SOMETHING ONCE 😞

user32 close enough, welcome back brocedes

ynusername literally what is the correlation here

user32 idk leave me alone

user33 um so this is actually insane

user34 i screamed so loud my neighbors called the cops because they thought i was being murdered

user35 can you be normal

user36 this might be the first original experience

user35 no, not original, just embarrassing

user37 i want to be excited about this but it feels so sinister

ynusername good, it should be

maxfewtrell never in my 23 years of living could i have expected this (lando messaged me to tell me what he was doing today)

user38 posting a comment is optional

maxfewtrell i have fomo, can i live

user39 lany/n shippers all around the world cheered

user40 oh you different friend!

user41 onto something ❌ on something ✅

user42 and the crowd is... the crowd is leaving??

user43 my crew lets go

user44 "war is over" we all say in unison

oscarpiastri not likely 💀

user23 HELLO OMFHADFSLJ

danielricciardo oh so you can hang out with him in monaco but not with me

ynusername sorry babygirl 😔 i didn't mean to abandon you

danielricciardo ew never fucking mind

maxverstappen1 i live in monaco too! hope this helps

ynusername i knew that already! hope this helps

maxverstappen1 oh.

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[deadratdonoteat]

You and Zoro run into a strange man.

Roronoa Zoro x Reader

Tags- Kissing (not the mouth), possessive, fluff, a little spicy

W.C= 2k

“This way,” Zoro said confidently. We took yet another left turn. We had already got what we needed and dropped it off at the ship. Now we were just wandering around. Zoro said he saw a sake shop and was leading the way to it. Leading the way to it was a lie. We were completely out of the village. Somewhere in the forest surrounding it. You were stupid to allow the swordsman to guide the way.

“As much as I enjoy our time alone,” you started Zoro stopping and turning to face you with an eyebrow raised, “We should head back to the village, the sun is setting,” you finished. A scowl appeared on his face.

“We're almost there,” He mumbled before turning back around. Stomping in the wrong direction. Sighing, you were going to allow this for just a little longer.

“HELLOOOO THERE!” a random voice called from behind a tree, startling you both. Zoro immediately stood in front of you, his guard up. Squinting your eyes to see the approaching figure. A man wearing very little clothes came into view. Both you and Zoro made a face of disgust. Why was this guy wearing that? The larger man wore only a white cloth that covered his junk. Zoro rested his hand on a hilt of one of his katanas.

“Wow, I come in peace,” exclaimed the guy, putting both hands in the air. Getting a better look at his costume, he was Cupid. Small white wings were barely visible from behind him.

“What's with the costume?” Zoro said while placing his hand on his hip. The stranger looked offended.

“I’m Cupid! Of course!” Zoro raised a brow at the strangers' words. “Do you need something?” you asked while stepping to the side to be beside Zoro. The guy, who's going by Cupid, seemed surprised to see you.

“My what a beautiful woman you are,” His eyes raked your body. A shudder of disgusted crossed you. Zoro scowled again.

“A woman as beautiful as you must not be single,” Cupid continues. You were slowly starting to get weirded out.

“Like she just asked, Do you need something?” Zoro huffed. His anger was rising. Cupid's lustful eyes shifted to your crewmate. His eyes seemed to flicker with an idea.

“You seem like a good match for her, indeed” the guy said while nodding. Now you both were definitely weirded out. The stranger made a gesture with his hands. A pink bow materialized out of the air. Zoro stepped in front of you again, unsheathing one of his swords. Just like the bow, a pink arrow appeared out of nowhere. You both waited for him to fire it. As he drew back the string, Zoro got into a battle stance. As the arrow was flung straight at you guys, Zoro quickly made a slice at it. The arrow seemed to turn into mist once it made contact with his sword.

“You can’t cut my pretty arrows,” Cupid started, “They will only stop once they hit something,” As soon as he finished his sentence the pink mist passed Zoro’s katana and formed into the arrow again, hitting the tree behind you.

“What a pain.” Zoro mumbled. Taking out the rest of his katanas. The cupid seemed shocked once Zoro placed a sword in his mouth. He loaded his bow again, taking aim at Zoro.

“Three sword style,” Zoro shouted. Wind rushed past you as Zoro zoomed behind the man. The pink bow turned to mist and Cupid’s eyes widened. His body hit the floor with a slice through his exposed chest. You jogged over to the two.

“You alright?” you asked Zoro as he put away his swords. He turned to you, your eyes widened. A pink arrow stuck out of Zoro’s arms. Zoro followed your gaze to his arm.

“Shit,” he cursed, “I didn’t even feel it,” He moves to grab the arrow but it turns into the pink mist, the mist sinks into his skin. “What the hell!” he shouts and tries to wipe his arm.

“Let me check it,” You say and grab his arm. His skin is warm. You couldn’t tell if that was from the lame fight or the arrow. There wasn't even a scratch from the arrow. It was weird. Zoro shuts his eyes, his brows furrowed, a strained goan leaving his mouth.

“Zoro?” you asked. Taking your hand off his arm. His face was a little red. Reaching to feel his head for a fever, his hand quickly grabs your wrist. His eyes flutter open to meet yours. His pupils are blown. They seem to change once they focus on you. The black pupil changes shape. It was concerning to watch. The normally circular pupil was now heart shaped. You gasp. Zoro's eyes widened. He drops your hand and takes a step back. Blush creeps up his neck to his ears.

“Zoro? Are you alright?” you asked, his eyes became half lidded at your voice. He closes the distance between you two. You crane your neck to look up at him.

“I feel…Hot all over,” he says breathfully. You bring your hand back up to place it on his forehead. His skin was now hot to the touch.

“Zoro you're burning up,” you drop your hand slightly Zoro quickly catches it and places your palm to his cheek, “I need to get you to Chopper,” he leans into your hand. He closes his eyes, seemingly relishing in your touch.

“Zoro,” you whisper. His eyes open halfway to look you in the eye.

“I don't need Chopper.” he says slowly, his deep voice vibrating your hand, “I need you,” Your eyes widen along with his. The sunset in the distance perfectly lit up his flushed face. “I-... I can't control myself Y/n,” his grip on your hand tightened.

“Okay we definitely need to get you to Chopper,” You pull your hand away. Looking at the swordsman, his brows furrowed, seemingly arguing with his thoughts.

“Y/n..” he whispered. His eyebrows curled. His expression looked utterly pathetic. Your heart skipped a beat. Zoro would rather die than look pathetic, especially in front of you. You tilted your head.

“Don't let the others see me like this…please,” he was begging you. You nodded at his request. The string that held his sanity together seemingly snapped. His grey eyes shifted colors. His eyes met yours, his now pink eyes met yours. Had that devil fruit user really been Cupid? You asked yourself. Zoro started to lean in, his eyes slowly closing. Your hand covered his mouth once he got close enough. The back of your hand touched your lips. He seriously just tried to kiss you. His eyes opened with sadness.

“Y/nnnn..” Zoro whined. Your cheeks heated up. He was acting so differently. He just tried to kiss you and now he's whining that you didn’t let him.

“Zoro, we need to head back,” you said, pushing his head up. He let out a long sigh.

“Just a kiss before we leave?” he asked so sweetly, “No,” you shot him down immediately. As much as you wanted to kiss him, he wasn’t in the right mind. He whined as you started to head for the village.

Zoro was kinda slow in this love stricken form. You had to hold his hand to speed him up. The sun had fully set. The village stayed lit with street lights. You needed to make it back to the Going Merry without the others seeing you.

Walking down the street you could see someone with orange hair, headed your way. Quickly leading the sluggish Zoro into an alleyway. You pressed yourself against the brick wall. Zoro slouched and rested his head in your neck, still towering over you. His hands grabbed your waist. Your hands went to his chest, ready to push him off. You stopped moving when you saw Nami pass by. Suddenly a wet sensation was felt on your neck. You choked back your gasp. Zoro had licked your neck. Turning your head to look at him, he started kissing your neck. Your face heated up. He started lightly sucking at your skin.

“Z-zoro stop, you're going to leave a mark,” you whimpered into his ear. He visibly shuddered at your voice. As you go to push him away, his grip tightens on your waist. He bites down to make you stay in place. A small moan slipped past your lips. This was something you had always wanted to happen but not with him basically being drugged.

“If you won't let me kiss your lips, then i’ll kiss everywhere else,” he said right next to your ear, The deepness of his voice was intoxicating. He placed a kiss under your ear, before moving to the other side of your neck. His teeth sunk into your skin, not enough to draw blood but hard enough to leave a bruise or mark. You couldn’t stop the moan that left you.

“Zoro we need to get to the ship,” you said shakily. You could feel his smirk on your neck.

“So we can be alone in your room?” he asked while pulling away from your neck. You gave him an angry look but it quickly changed when his hands went under your shirt. His large calloused hands rested on the bare skin of your waist. Zoro bit his lower lip once his hands met your skin. His hands were cold compared to his face. Pushing him away to leave the alleyway, his hand wrapped around you. Looking up at him in confusion, “Don't want to lose you,” he said with a cocky grin.

You just ignored him and started carefully making your way back to the docked ship. Thankfully you didn't encounter any other crew members. The ship seemed to be empty, which was a huge plus.

“Let's get you to your room, big guy,” you said as you stood on the main deck. Zoro leaning on you and swaying. You could feel his head shake at your statement. Grabbing his much larger hand, you started basically dragging him. As you opened the door to his room and led him there, you sighed with relief. You had fulfilled Zoro’s wish and made sure no one saw him. He sat on his bed, legs wide open. His arms behind him for support, his head hung low to avoid looking at you. He looked so good. His plain white shirt was tight around his muscular form and he was breathing so heavily.

“Alright zoro, do you need anything before I leave?” his head perked up. He was in front of you in an instant. You took a step back instinctively. He took a step closer. Your neck was craned up to look at him. His expression was dark.

“Z-zoro?” you stuttered as your back hit the door. He approached you slowly. One of his arms came up to rest on the wall right next to your head. He placed his other hand on your hip. He caged you in. He tilted his head to the side. A grin appeared on his flushed face.

“You’re not going anywhere,” Zoro said lowly. A shiver ran down your spine.

“What do you mean?” you asked cautiously, still unsure of what affects he was under. He lowered his head. His breath hit your ear.

“You’ve been dodging all my attempts, it hurt my feelings,” he said with fax sadness, “Won’t you make up for it?” he finished with his puppy eyes. His eyes glanced at your lips. Sighing, you wrapped your arms around his neck.

“Be gentle?”

“I’ll try,”

His mouth crashed into yours, teeth clacking slightly. He was hungry. The hand on your waist slithered its way under your shirt. He pulled back his head to move to your neck. Hickeys and bite marks have already formed from earlier. As he sucked at your skin, both his hands went down your body. Your feet suddenly were lifted from the floor. He picked you up so effortlessly. Both his hands cradled your ass. You expected to be carried to the bed but your back was pressed against the wall. It was such an erotic position. Your eyes widened at the friction on your crotch. Zoro grinded his bulge against you.

The sensation was mouth watering. Zoro lifted his head from your bruised shoulder. In such a seductive and low voice he spoke,

“I’ve always wanted to try this position with you~”

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[stereoqueen]

forbidden fruit - pt 2 - n.hischier

summary: taylor has to go back to nyc for press before she goes to the lake for the summer……. and meets up with her “friend”

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taylorhughes last look before heading back! 🌹

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danna mi amour 😍

taylorhughes 🤭

trevorzegras The eyes never lie

taylorhughes mine do!

elitenetflix Our beautiful rose 🥂

taylorhughes forever yours

nicohischier Me gusta la luna en tu espalda (I like the moon on your back)

taylorhughes Tal vez lo veas pronto (maybe you’ll see it soon)

jackhughes hurry up so you can meet us at the lake thanks

lhughes_06 YEP

taylorhughes @/_quinnhughes, _alexturcotte, colecaufield control them while I’m gone!

markestapa You look like a princess holy shit

taylorhughes <3

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taylorhughes 72 hours in nyc! 🍓💐🏟️🍸🤎📹

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_quinnhughes Ok what is going on here

trevorzegras diva down 🔐??

maxfried Wow

markestapa guys she’s visiting me!!

edwards.73 you’re delusional ^

jackhughes IS THAT A GUY

lhughes_06 oh you’re cooked when you come to Mich

taylorhughes says you!

danna AYEEE

nicohischier Lucky guy

taylorhughes Lucky man*

samanthajudge So glad to see you again! 🩷

taylorhughes Was great to catch up with you and see baby Nora! 🤍

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OG LAKEHOUSE

(Tay, TZ, Lukey, Huggy, Rowden, CC, Alex)

TZ: YOU KNOW AARON JUDGE and his WIFE?

Tay: you don’t? lame

Rowden: OFF TOPIC — WHO’S THE GUY

CC: It’s Mark Estapa duh

Tay: Oh sweet Cole…

Lukey: You need to bring him to the lake

Tay: so you can drown him?

Lukey: No comment

Huggy: I’m invested because I have a good idea who it is

Tay: Well I’ve never been subtle

Rowden: Please tell me it’s someone cool with hot girl friends

Tay: oh he’s very cool. very important. very hot and has good looking friends — don’t know if he has anyone for you though

TZ: CAN I KNOW WHO IT IS

Tay: ur a loud mouth

Alex: I know who it isssssss 👀

Tay: SHUT UP SHUT UP

TZ: OH MY GOD

Alex: 🤪

Rowden: IS IT MAX FRIED?

Tay: he tried but no!

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(Nico, Tay)

N🤎: Do they have any idea?

T💓: they are so far off right now! you’re still stopping by the lake later this month?

N🤎: Jack sent the invite out yesterday on when we should come

T💓: see you then lover

N🤎: You sure you can’t stop by before your flight? I wanna give you a goodbye present 😉

T💓: if I say no ever to that….. someone’s replaced me 🫠

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[ordinary-barbie]

bad moon rising.

pairing: saxon ratliff x fem!reader

word count: 1.2k

summary: It's the night of the Full Moon Party, and you just knew some shit was about to go down.

tags: language, suggestive references, drug use, established relationship, mentions of infidelity but no cheating happens, Chloe being manipulative, pet names (baby and baby), reader is protective towards the Ratliff boys, rewriting canon basically

note: fic title from the song by Creedence Clearwater Revival. also I hope this is good lmao but I wanted to try my hand at rewriting something from canon!

Even though tonight was supposed to be a celebration, you couldn't shake the feeling that something was going to happen—and it wouldn't be good.

Your best friend always teased you about your innate ability to suss out the vibes of a situation, calling it your "tingling spidey-sense." You wished you could turn it off because this was a vacation. You were supposed to be having fun with your hot boyfriend, Saxon, at a luxe resort in beautiful Thailand, not worrying that shit might go down tonight.

When Chloe had invited you, Saxon, and Lochlan to party on Gary's yacht later, you felt something twist in your gut. Every cell in your body told you to say no—but Saxon and Lochlan wanted to go, and there's no way in hell you were gonna let the boys go alone. Chelsea seemed sweet, but there was something about Chloe you just didn't trust.

You'd seen how she'd looked at the brothers all afternoon, how there seemed to be a predatory glint to her gaze. You weren't worried about Saxon cheating—he was way too down bad for you to even think of straying. But you knew that probably wouldn't stop Chloe from trying. And Lochlan had become like a younger brother to you, so you felt it was your duty to look out for him.

A few hours later, it was time to meet with Chloe and Chelsea. When you emerged from the bathroom of your and Saxon's shared bedroom wearing a black bikini top and a teal sarong you'd tied into a skirt, your boyfriend gasped, taking a minute to drink it all in.

"Do we have to go to this party?" Saxon muttered, busying himself by pulling you close to him and leaving open-mouthed kisses against your neck.

You were totally down to spend the night wrapped up in bed with Saxon, but you weren't going to ditch Lochlan and leave him alone with Chloe. "Baby, we already promised we'd go. We can have our own fun later," you assured your boyfriend.

You felt Saxon's smirk against the nape of your neck. "Holding you to that promise, babe."

-

The night started off well, if a little chaotic. The city streets were filled with revelers, and you allowed yourself to be swept into the fray, enjoying the street food, neon paint, and the thumping bass of music blasting from the bars. You'd taken loads of photos with Saxon, Lochlan, and Chelsea (on Saxon's phone because you were a goody two-shoes rule follower) but also made sure to unplug and soak up the moment because when would you ever get to do something like this again?

Then Chloe brought out a little baggie with some pills, and your "spidey sense" started tingling again.

Chelsea gamely took one of the pills, but you declined before Chloe could ever offer you one.

Chloe groaned. "Come on, it's the Full Moon Party! Have a little fun."

"I said 'no,' Chloe," you firmly said, smiling politely.

"Okay then," Chloe said, turning to Saxon.

"I don't take drugs—I am the drug," he replied confidently. You couldn't help but giggle at your massive dork of a boyfriend.

"Saxon, Lochy, don't be boring," Chloe said, pouting. You stiffened, not appreciating the indirect shot at you. Saxon noticed how tense you were and rubbed soothing circles on the back of your palm.

"Nah, I'm good," Saxon demurred.

"Wow, you're so whipped," Chloe teased. "Lochlan? You in?"

Lochlan shrugged, taking one of the drugs before you could stop him. Saxon squeezed your hand reassuringly. "I'm sure he'll be okay," he said, knowing how much you worried, though your chest still felt tight with anxiety.

Chloe and Chelsea were giggling, ready to continue the party back on the yacht. You sighed, feeling so tired but even more determined than ever to look out for Lochy.

-

The vibe totally shifted once the five of you were back on the boat. Chloe, Chelsea, and Lochlan turned into a giggly mess. Chloe and Chelsea decided to kiss, probably out of boredom. Lochlan, high out of his mind, watched the two of them with rapt interest.

Chloe beckoned Lochlan to come closer, and that was the last straw for you. "Leave him alone," you said. "He's clearly high off of whatever the fuck drug you gave him and I can't let you take advantage of him."

Chloe looked peeved. "You've had a stick up your ass ever since I brought out the drugs. Lochlan is 18; he doesn't need a babysitter. We're just having fun."

"Party's gotta end sometime," you replied, shrugging your shoulders. "I don't give a shit if that makes me a killjoy or someone with a stick up my ass. I'm trying not to make this trip something he'll regret."

"Lochy, come here," Chloe purred. "Your brother and his girlfriend might be lame, but you don't have to be."

Lochlan looked between you and Chloe, feeling unsure. You knew the boy was a people pleaser, but he also looked up to you and Saxon a lot.

Saxon cleared his throat, standing alongside you. "Yeah, it's getting lowkey weird in here now," he said. "Let's go, Lochy."

Chloe scoffed. "You've got to be kidding me."

Lochlan stood up, ultimately deciding to join you and Saxon. You slung a protective arm around the younger boy, glaring at Chloe. "We're leaving. Thanks for the invite, but I think we've had enough fun."

Chelsea smiled sadly, enveloping you in a hug. She really seemed like a lovely girl, and it sucked that Chloe managed to have her under her spell. "See you around?" she asked, and you nodded.

Then you and the boys got the hell off of that yacht. You were relieved to have listened to your gut. Nothing good would've come from staying on that boat—you were sure of it.

-

You and Saxon spent the next few hours watching over Lochlan. You listened patiently as he rambled on about whatever came to mind and kept a constant eye on him, worried that he'd find a way to escape and put himself in harm's way. You and Saxon were relieved when Lochlan finally fell asleep, instantly collapsing into your shared bed and snoozing until lunch.

You and Saxon were sitting on the balcony, eating some fruit, when Lochlan came in, looking a tad groggy. "I totally blacked out last night," he mumbled. "What happened?"

"Nothing much," Saxon replied smoothly.

"You got high so we decided to take you back here," you said. "You were very interested in recounting the entire timeline of the Marvel Cinematic Universe to me and your brother."

Lochlan groaned, rubbing a hand across his face. "I didn't do anything else stupid, did I?"

"Nah," you reassured Lochlan. "I wasn't gonna let anything happen to you."

"Well, thanks," Lochlan said with a grin. "I'm gonna go get some water."

Once Lochlan was back inside, Saxon looked fondly at you. "Is it weird that I think you're hot when you're all protective like this?"

You felt your face grow warm—Saxon still knew how to make you flustered even after a year of dating. "So I'm not your 'boring' girlfriend?" you teasingly asked.

"Hell no. Fuck Chloe," Saxon said, capturing your lips in a kiss.

You were glad to feel more at ease now. Saxon and Lochlan were your boys, and you refused to let anything happen to them. The Ratliff family was a bit of a mess, but they were your mess, and you'd look out for them no matter what.

[imaginesig]

“Could someone give a message to the smallest man who ever lived”

pt2: "Ditch the clowns, get the crown / baby I'm the one to beat"

Lewis Hamilton x Reader

SMAU

The reader is a singer-songwriter who just broke up with long term fianc�� Lewis Hamilton. Of course she wrote a gut wrenching album to cope.

This is gonna be a lot of shitting on Lewis— absolutely no hate! I just love a good heartbreak and the Tortured Poets Department

Also dates aren’t accurate bc I don’t have time to worry abt all that and I totally stole all of this from real life- not an ounce of originality

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yn_ln: pinky promise to always by your side 🏎️

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lewishamilton pinky promise to always be by YOUR side

yn_ln ♥️

mercadesamgf1 always a pleasure to host our pop princess!

yn_ln always a pleasure to be hosted!!

user1 looks always kill in the paddock

user2 ugh to be in the F1 paddock watching my driver fiancee on weekends I'n not touring

user3 stunning!!

user4 the pinky promise makes me physically ill😭

user5 fr WHEN WILL IT BE MY TURN

carmenmmundt gorgeous! Always a good time with you 🫶

yn_ln dinner soon?

carmenmmundt yes please!!

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lewishamilton: could’ve been better but back to work for next week

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user1 being a Hamilton fan used to be fun, I used to be happy

user2 the second photo is so fanfic coded I can't

user3 omg yes!!

user4 maybe Ferrari will be championship #8

user5 hottest couple in the paddock

mercadesamgf1 watch out Australia 👊💥

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yn_ln: Argentina I’m so glad we were able to dance my best dress with you! Until next time 🫶🎇

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user1 BEST NIGHT OF MY LIFE

user2 babe wake up a dancing Taylor post just dropped

sabrinacarpender such an electric crowd!!

yn_ln thank you for your hype work

lewishamilton: wonderful show once again!!

user3 best night ever

user4 AHHH STUNNING

user5 manifesting tickets so hard rn

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ynupdates: Superstar Y/n L/n and boyfriend Lewis Hamilton after her show in Argentina!!

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user1 LMAO the update account rlly said she's everything and he's just Ken

user2 the wine was iconic!!

user3 omg that's my photo!!

user4 we thank you for your service

user5 you know she was jumping with joy bc of those boots

user6 omg irl! I can't imagine how her feet feel after heels all show

user7 they are so sweet

user8 get yourself a man who takes you out after work

user9 my fav couple fr fr

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ln_yn: Round of applause for Brazil for their incredible rain show!!

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user1 the first pic 😳

user2 chills, literal chills

user3 the entire vibes of the whole show was wow

user4 I agree and I was watching through a fuzzy live stream

user5 anybody else need illicit affairs (angry verson) on Spotify now

user6 me me me!!

user7 Y/n make it happen

user8 it kinda felt personal ngl

user9 best night ever!! I went as fearless in a gold dress and to say I danced in a storm in my “best dress” with Y/n was incredible!!

user10 omg that’s so lucky!!

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yn_ln: Thank you South America for welcoming me with open arms for this leg of the tour!! I will miss you all dearly over break but rest and relaxation is important for an awesome European leg!!

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user1 I’m gonna miss the fuzzy live streams 😭

user2 gets some rest Queen!!

user3 I can’t wait for the second leg!! Let’s go Europe🫶🫶

user4 it’s go time to get my Eras outfit

user8 I need ideas!!

user4 me and my boyfriend are going as Miss Americana and the Heartbreak Prince

user9 I’m dressing in a white dress with a small veil that says “fucked in the head” and messed up makeup bc champagne problems is one of my favs

user10 I love it!!

user5 anybody else sad Lewis wasn’t at these last few shows, nor was she at any races or seen near mercades home base

user6 they’ve been together for 6 years, I’m not worried abt them spending some time focused on their jobs without each other

user7 yea and they’re really private so I’m sure they’ll catch up plenty during her break

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lewishamilton: not the results we needed but that’s what growing is all about

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lewishamilton: that’s P2💪

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mercadesamgf1 that's our driver!!🏆

georgerussell congrats man! bloody good driving today

lewishamilton double point weekend

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[thatonefanficwriternooneknows]

FoxQuin Week Day 2: Chronic Pain

Good Afternoon/Morning/Evening/Night!

I am BLOWN AWAY by the response to my day 1 fic! Thank you all so much for your lovely tags and enjoyment of my fic, I can't wait to see what you all think of this one!

Again, I did both quote and writing prompt.

Day 2: Chronic Pain/"Unfortunately, General, I would need to be a sentient being for that"

I hope you enjoy :D

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Fox was convinced that the Kaminiise were full of osik.

They touted their own genius and the complexity of their products and straight up lied when talking about the Clones inability to be hindered by common ailments of the regular humanoid.

What a load of poodoo.

Tell that to the marching vode in his head that were doing their best to march right onto the couch he was currently laying on.

Lying crates of osik.

Hex had been trying to find a solution to the migraines since he replaced Chit as CMO and no cocktail of drugs has been able to even dull the chronic marching of vode. It was unbearable.

But Fox had been going through it long enough, he could power through if he had to, but he didn’t have to right now. Hence his prone position on his ugly but comfortably couch.

Good couch. Friendly couch.

“Wow. You look like shit, Foxy.”

Fox didn’t even twitch the arm thrown over his eyes, just groaned at the familiar voice of the constant pain in his shebs.

“That was crass, even for you, Vos.”

“Meh. I’m a shadow, babe, I can use outer rim curses if I want to.”

Firm hands in soft leatheris gloves carefully moved Fox until his head was laying on wonderfully plush thighs and Fox sighed and pushed into the lap he was now on.

Quinlan’s hands carefully framed Fox’s face and slowly started to heat up, using his Force osik to do his best to ease Fox’s pain.

It was hit or miss whether or not it would work and Fox dearly hoped that this was going to be one of the times it worked.

“I wish you could take a sick day or something like that for the days when the pain is this bad, Foxy. It doesn’t seem right that you just have to push through.”

Fox snorted as the pounding in his head started to subtly subside, enough to be background pain instead of the pain that demanded to be focused on.

“Unfortunately, General, I would need to be a sentient being for that. Did you know we don’t even have work week caps? If the Chancellor wants us to work one hundred twenty hours in a week then one hundred twenty hours we work.”

Quinlan scoffed.

“You and I both know you’re sentient. If only the Senate would get their collective heads out of their shebs maybe we could get your migraines worked out.”

“HA. And the Guard likes to call me a dreamer.”

Quinlan chuckled and carefully started sliding his fingers through Fox’s hair, making delightfully soft soothing circles into his scalp.

The Jedi clearly missed his calling as a masseuse.

“Come to the Temple medbay with me?” Quinlan spoke into his forehead, lips touching skin with every syllable. Fox shivered.

“You think they can find something that Hex couldn’t?”

“Bring Hex too. He can tell Che everything he tried. Maybe she’ll have other options. I hate seeing you like this.”

“Mmm. Next time. I just want to stay here a little longer.”

“Of course, Foxy.”

Quinlan gave him a chaste kiss before continuing his ministrations in Fox’s hair and humming lightly under his breath.

It was a good way to suffer through a migraine.

[a-pastel-edgelord]

Hiii. I saw ur inbox was open so I wanted to throw some brain rot at you?? I saw ur tags for the post u reblogged with Kyotani.... PLEASE GO ON. Great with kids, loves being around them, working with them—but never wants one himself? Would his partner be the same? Would he consider it with the right person? Is he immune to baby fever? SAVE ME FROM THIS TORMENT PLSSS ��️ tyily

That was a hot fucking minute ago anon, but 🆗 tagging @mintmatcha because my idea was spawned from their text post.

✎﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏

"You good?"

"Yeah? Why wouldn't I be?" You look up at Kentarō with a blink. The paper plate you'd been loading with food, is placed onto the end of the buffet table. "Is something wrong?"

The evening has been so nice—as far as you know. It's just a small cook out within the Sendai Frogs group. Tsukishima had surprisingly offered his backyard, and Koganegawa managed to procure a grill from somewhere. Daisho and Mika brought a generous amount of meat while you brought the veggies and rice. Yamaguchi and Yachi are going to arrive a little later with watermelon and booze (as an apology for having to work regular nine to five jobs). Tsukishima's older brother is in attendance as is his girlfriend(?) Saeko—she insists everyone call her by her given name.

There's laughter, music and good food. Everything is as it should be. So why does Kentarō look... anxious?

"Nevermind." He shakes his head as if to clear it. "Eat, go grab a chair."

You nod, picking up your plate and eyeing him as you go to sit. You find an empty spot next to Mika. Daisho just got transferred into the team from the Tamaden Elephants. Apparently he and Kuroo go way back. You can hear Tsukishima complaining about him with Daisho providing enthusiastic support.

You fight to keep a grin off your face and you end up catching Mika's eye. "Tsukishima's favorite pastime is shit talking."

"Oh, I'd call it Suguru's hobby!" You both laugh. "How long have you and Kyotani been together?"

Is this what Kentarō is worried about? Mika isn't the least bit scary. "Since highschool graduation actually. He confessed to me after the ceremony."

"Oh, so you two went to the same school!"

"Nah, I went to Date Tech—I was the manager of the volleyball team. Kentarō and I met through a local gym that had volleyball nights. Then our teams played against one another." You raise a cup in Koganegawa's direction, he promptly drops what he is doing to wave back—spilling water all down his front. Mika laughs again but you just sigh. "He skipped his own graduation ceremony just so he could cheer me on at mine."

"Wow! That's so romantic!" She sighs dreamily. "That'll be a good story for your kids, huh?"

Ah. Of course, you think, they wouldn't know. "Kentarō and I aren't going to have kids."

"Huh?"

You shrug, forcing nonchalance into your expression. "We talked about it and decided we're good as we are. We've gotten quite a bit of grief from our families about it too."

You don't look at Mika, not wanting to be disappointed. You like her, you don't want to give up being her friend. A hand falls on your shoulder. You meet her gaze, it's firm. "It's your business. A child is not a decision to be made lightly."

Relief, cool and sweet, sweeps through your bones. A smile blooms across your features. "My thoughts exactly."

You search for Kentarō, finding him rolling his eyes at Koganegawa's wet shirt. You barely have to stare at him for more than a second before he snaps his gaze over to you. You hold the contact, giving him a gentle wave. He signs to you, all good?

Yes, you sign back, all good.

[transfemme-shelterdog]

could I get an opinion on this? (extremely transandrophobic and intersexist bingo board)

to clarify some of the vaguely iffy ones on here-

trans women often do get more visibility, positive or negative- (this does not correspond to violence rates)

male/female socialization as in people raised male or female have different, though not necessarily bad, perspectives + experiences.

guys/dude is generally gender neutral but if someone's uncomfortable respect that

this has like. 800 notes and most from transmascs that are agreeing with this sadly. the creator of this board is self described tme

I'll go point by point, left to right/top to bottom:

There's nothing wrong with they/them pronouns, or any pronouns honestly. This just comes across as exorsexist (which is on par for these people)

Wow, two points in and already contradictory. Honey, you're the one saying that you can't have a complex gender by shitting on people who are enby

The fact that I engaged once with these people just last night and I had self described TERFs in my comments and reblogs, shitting on me, and calling me a "he/him" and "male rapist" and other fun things says everything I need to know about this issue. I've never once seen a "transmisogynist" (read: transandrophobia poster) reblog from a TERF, and I'm very active in the disk-horse

Sis, you're the one shitting on trans men. These guys are just defending themselves.

You fuckers literally accused me of being a rapist/predator with a "laundry list of fetishes" who "has teen girls tell him about their fetishes", nice try

Ok, this is a complex one. Systemically, misandry (as used to describe cishet males being oppressed) isn't really a thing. Is there going to be individual instances of cishet men getting fucked by the system? Sure. But systemically, cishet men have a lot of advantages that others aren't afforded. That being said, we both know they mean "hatred of any men for any reason" which is bullshit. These people shit on trans men all the time.

Well, they are? They call trans men TME and trans women TMA and never apply it to cis people, thus it's just another sex based binary

We are? Just in different ways.

Refer to point 1 and 2, hypocrite

What's their point? So what's the minimum amount of examples that you need to prove a point?

I don't think any trans mascs say that, and those that would, probably would apologize and make an effort not to call a trans woman dude if she's uncomfortable with it. I do agree, it's not neutral, and hate being called it myself

My sister in christ, you likely use the term "theyfab"

n/a

Well, perisex trans women can't get pregnant, and trans men/mascs can, and have dysphoria around it. Not to mention corrective rape. It's a valid form of oppression that only affects perisex afab trans mascs.

Don't know of any zionist trans mascs, also did fucking TW make this?

Yes, you do, and you are. Good girl!

I've had these women hyperfocus on my kinks and shit on me for it. Never seen a trans dude do the same.

Yeah, well at least trans dudes are willing to fuck trans girls. Can't say the same for you lot (transhet t4t my beloved)

Yeah, we are hyper-fucking-visible. Look at any studies done on "trans people", and it's always trans women. Music wise? Typically all the traction goes to trans girls. Media? Mainly trans girls. Online? Mainly trans girls.

Really gonna act like you aren't taught "how to be a girl/boy" growing up? I know how to fit in with cis men, and easily boymode because of that.

Well, you can. This is Tumblr baby girl, make a post, tag it, and send it off to the world. I do it all the time, and people listen to me.

You girls are trans radfems and TERFs, sorry. Don't like the label? Change.

Isn't this the point you're making in the last box?

Trans men experience a shit load more misogyny growing up than trans women do after coming out. This is just a fact. Even more so in non-western countries (looking at you @that-satireguy my beloved non-western trans peep)

????????

[laswells-ashtray]

Fucking hells mom you're on the Makalan train. The question was bound to happen

Scents, piercings, and drunk tattoo for Nolan and Makarov. 😘

They intrigued me and I'm a sucker for dynamics that make you say "wow, this isn't healthy for all parties involved". Also, apparently my interpretation of them isn't that far off from what other people think so at least one or two folks will get a kick out of it.

Anyway, to figure this out I imagined myself sniffing both of these characters like a bloodhound and then had to put off answering this ask because I couldn't stop laughing.

Nolan smells really fresh, he smells like a fresh load of laundry. Clothes always smell like they're just out of the washing machine. Also minty, type of motherfucker whose mouthwash actually burns you alive and then leaves you breathing mint fumes for like two hours. Possibly controversial, I feel like he'd prefer citrusy types of aftershave. Could see young him with a helix, he could pull it off. Drunken tattoo is silly. Everyone jokes about him playing lapdog so he decides to get the tag of a dog collar but the only example he can think of is Scooby-Doo's. So, he has the tag from Scooby-Doo's collar tattooed just under one of his knees. His artist was smart enough not to let a drunk man get a neck tattoo.

Makarov smells like leather, woody aftershaves. Strong but not invasive. It's stupid to think about but there is an association between men in positions of power and certain aftershave scents, he utilizes preconceived notions and simply adjusts to find a smell that he likes, not just tolerates. His gloves smell faintly of smoke and so does his collar if you get close enough. Piercing-wise, if I was being realistic then I'd probably say I don't think he'd go for any but when have I ever given a shit about realism. Rook and the jewellery is black. Drunken tattoo is a very small outline of a bird behind one of his ears. Everyone thinks it has some deep, mysterious meaning. The deep mysterious meaning is a bottle of vodka he won while gambling and seeing a crow by a window while someone had a tattoo gun in hand.

[buskingalbatross]

presenting my personal favorite five minutes of dan and phil live on stereo.

featuring heartthrob boys cannibalism the short story by daniel howell, and a truly fascinating discussion of the merits of a restaurant first date. [bubblewrap boys - full stereo live on youtube]

🎷🐟transcript below 🐟🎷

P: Dan, you are the winner of Heartthrob!

D: Yes!

P: Because I got one wrong.

D: With my winnings, and my knowledge of who's gonna date who and everything, I am gonna choose to free the boys from the pipe! Be freeee –

P: [laughing] Yeah! Yeeee, yeee –

D: Run, Jim, run! Neil! Frankie, you're the fastest you've gone to the gym. Phil doesn't run –

P: [laughing]

D: – he won't catch you! Oh my god, wait, Jim's cycling away, he's gonna make it – oh no! He fell off! Jim fell off the bike!!!! He broke his leg. Phil's coming –

P: Oh my god.

D: – oh my god, Phil is crawling up the stairs on all fours backwards with his head tilted back –

P: [laughing]

D: No, Jim!! No, he's [noises of cannibalism occurring] oh my god: he ate him whole. They're dead. They're all dead.

P: [laughing]

D: Apart from, um, Russ.

P: Wow.

D: With his saxophone.

P: He just uses the saxophone to suck in all the body parts that are left all over the floor.

...That was crazy, uhm, thanks for that Dan. Do you know what, I think like you said –

D: That was canon, by the way. What?

P: That was canon, that just happened. Going on a date with someone to a restaurant as a first date is a very good way of judging what kind of person they are. Cause there's lots of things –

D: [moan of realization that Phil is right] Yes!

P: First of all,

D: [continuing to have a realization that Phil is right] Augh!

P: –what food do they eat, how do they talk to the waiter, do they offer to split the bill or are they awkward about that or is it weird? And –

D: [continues to make noises of realization that Phil is so right] Oh my god you're so right.

P: Yeah, there's loads of things you can look for.

D: Oh my god, I never thought about that. It's like a final test!

P: It is!

D: God, there's so many social dynamics in a restaurant date, jesus.

P: Yeah, there are.

D: Wow, you really get to know someone, I mean, judging the food that they order, is huge. I mean that is a pretty instant, like, is this person a two-time thing or a twenty-year thing? Instantly.

P: Yeah.

D: Like, firstly, are they gonna be like: 'Are we getting a starter?' Like, if you're not getting a starter, get out. That, that's it for me, firstly.

P: You need the starter.

D: If you're just here to order like a lean mean main and then get out, then you don't enjoy life. I'm not interested in that. What do you order, how nice are you, how confident are you, what are your choices? Are you good at making small talk? I say all of this knowing that I'm terrible at all of those things, because I'm incredibly awkward and indecisive. But it would be nice to watch someone not do everything that I am bad at.

P: For sure. I went to dinner with someone – it wasn't a date it was more just like a dinner? They weren't a friend either, it was just a person I went to dinner with. Anyway.

D: [laughing] What the fuck?! W-Why did you go to dinner with this person?

P: I'm not gonna give too many information, details..

D: Okay, okay.

P: Because I'm about to shade them slightly.

D: Spill it, Lester.

P: Right.

D: I bet they're listening.

P: They're not.

D: I will out them. No okay here we go.

P: No, you can't.

D: Do I know this? Okay, we'll see.

P: They are 100% not listening.

D: We'll see. I'll tag them. [laughing]

P: No... [trying to start telling the story] I ordered my...

D: [laughing]

P: Dan! Stop making me laugh.

D: [laughing] God.

P: Listen.

[small pause]

D: [laughing] Listen?!

P: [laughing]

[both sighing]

D: [laughing] Go on.

P: I ordered my food at the restaurant, with this guy, and –

D: No shit, yeah, what else do you do at a restaurant.

P: And he was like 'No, you should totally order the sea bass, because it's amazing and you should really get the sea bass.'

D: 'mmkay..

P: And I was like 'No, I don't really fancy the sea bass, I think I'm gonna get this other thing.' So I ordered it.

D: Yeah. Fair play.

P: Fair play. I don't remember what it was. Anyway, I went to the toilet, I came back and they were delivering the food. And the guy had gone to the waiter and changed my order to the sea bass.

D: What the fuck.

P: Yeah. And it's just like –

D: Are you joking?

P: No. [sounds of pen clicking?] And it was really weird. It was like, why would you do that? He said, 'Oh it's just so nice, and I got it for two so you could try it.'

D: [horrified] Noooo.

P: But in my head I was just like, that is like twenty-seven weird flags of a person. I'm not even trying to date this person.

D: That is – That is the patriarchy right there. That is everything –wow. Yes.

P: It was really weird. Anyway, yeah that's why I was thinking it's a good thing for a first date, because you can pick up on lots of potentially weird stuff.

D: Oh my god, Phil, who was this person?

P: I'm not saying who it was.

D: Text it to me. Text me the name and I'll react.

P: I might have even –

D: I won't expose you. Text me the name. Text me the name right now.

P: No, oh my god. I might have even changed the word 'sea bass' to a different food because I didn't want you to say who it was. Um...

D: I promise I won't expose you, probably.

P: Oh my god.

D: [evil hehehe-ing]

[text message whoosh]

D: oOOOOOHH. Yeah. Okay. Yeah that guy was good.

P: You remember it! I told you about that.

D: [laughing] Anyway. Wow.

P: Anyway. [laughing]

D: PSYCHOPATH. WHAT. OH MY GOD. NEVER DO THAT. Anyway.

P: Stop, Dan.

D: Okay, fine.

[brodyfoxxsmassivetits]

wowsers!!! an intro post!!

you can call me whatever but im Jimbo!! :3!!

just your run o the mill freak 18 black american british drawer. any prnouns r fine :)

I draw eddsworld and literally only that on here :9

all I care about is EW with *few exceptions I'm so boring so sorry<<//333

ask me stuff or request doodles or ETC in my ask box!!!!

wanna talk or interact with me??? DO IT!! X3 YOU WANNA TALK TO ME SOON BAD oooooughhh

wanna use my art??? ASK!!(I like when people enjoy the dumb things so I do like to know ^^ + credit obvsies)

my site for other places I'm at :3!!

my archive!!

helpful profile tags :3!!

#jimboartttaglolx3 (all my art wow!!) #jimboldartt (old art) #jimbanim ('anims' or things of the like)#maifaveart:3 (stuff a mine I REALLY like) #yapping about things that don't matter (lame old text posts) #jimbaskdoodles (self explanatory)

recent(ish)art o mine I liek:

etc..

Infrequently asked questions:

Q1: brodywhos massive whats??

A: brodyfoxx is the guy from those yo mama youtube videos, he's built as fuck and I like him loads..made for funny blog title(haven't draw him on here but HAVE drawn him many.. many times....)

Q2: why eddsworld?? It sucks are you stupid what's wrong with you

A: something probably! been fixated on it or whatever for 6-7 years (though for all intensive purposes my only online presence is like...4. 2 on here :p) I've got a SNEAKING little suspicion I've got asd, and by sneaking I mean I've thought that for ages for reasons other than the dumb fixation :3

Q3: no one has asked this, but art program???

A: ibis paint :9

Q3.5 what other shit you like you freak??

A: *mostly EW (against my mortal will) BUT the few other SHIT I like enough to think are relevant..

mlp

dhmis!! Funnies!! british puppets

beastars BUT I only watched 1st season and read entire manga

smiling friends(and like.. adjacent internet cartoon people stuff)

anddd my mind is blanking so I'll come back to this.

. later :3

Q4: favorite era?

A: i like late pre leg(think like spares)and really really like all of legacy :3. I don't hate beyond but. That's the end of that sentence actually

Q4.5: this isn't a question

A: I don't like TOO much other media(not as much as I """like"""ew but the few I do..are listed on my carrd go look at at my carrd please:'(

BUT ALSO! I will mention these because their British adjacent!

Tomska! Just..the guy, everything he makes or is vaguely attached to him I like....omg tryhards omg content..ough and can be assumed people around him like eddache...ough eddache

and that is sorta included in the above but crash zoom! I really like it PLEASE moar cz..........

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asking about my fave characters is a loaded statement because..I kinda like em all...but if I HAD to give an answer Tom!! He's cool..sad guy.

and I'm real crazy over the neighbors because I like antagonists and I like their designs but Eduardo specifically oughhh he's silly

but I also like the main guys!! Love me Matt n Edd..n Tom...I don't do anything with Tord sorry guys.

You can still see reblogs of people you blocked! Did you know that? Tragic I know!

really I kinda just rotate through em!!! side characters are cool too x9 believe it or not I SHOCKER really like ew.

[ordinary-barbie]

'cause you know i love the players, and you love the game.

summary: Saxon is always up for a challenge, but he wasn't prepared for you to beat him at his own game.

word count: 2.7k

tags: saxon being a typical prick, lots of sexual tension, bantering, unprotected p in v sex, fingering, doggy style, missionary, creampie, saxon is a bit of a mean!dom, reader...reads books (lol), saxon lowkey good at aftercare?

note: song title from blank space by tswift!

18+ content ahead—minors DNI!

Saxon loved a challenge.

He'd always been super competitive, even as a child. He had to be the fastest in gym class, the smartest student in AP Econ, the best employee at work to shut down the stupid nepo baby discourse.

But if there's one challenge Saxon especially thrived for, it was chasing women. He lived for the girls who played hard to get, who didn't fall into his lap so easily—though he definitely wouldn't turn those kinds of ladies down. (Hey, he was still getting his dick wet.) And with the White Lotus's stupid "digital detox" bullshit, he was even more hyperfocused on seeking out some pussy.

That British girl with the brown hair—Chelsea—had caught his eye right from the start. But she seemed to actually be in love with that grouchy fifty-year-old dude for some reason. There was Chloe, but she too was inexplicably wrapped up with some old white dude. Saxon didn't get it.

He turned a wandering eye to Jaclyn and her two friends—they were hot, and he was horny. But then, someone stopped him in his tracks: you.

You dropped into the beach chair next to Saxon's without a second thought, pulling a book out of your bag. Slouching Towards Bethelem by Joan Didion, whoever the fuck that was. You pushed your sunglasses to the top of your head and opened your book, crossing and uncrossing your legs.

Saxon lazily trailed his eyes up and down your body, giving extra focus to your beautiful tits and those incredible legs. Holy shit. He felt his pants grow tighter and all you were doing was fucking reading.

Saxon leaned in closer to you. "Hey, I'm Saxon. Whatcha reading?"

You looked up from your book, sending Saxon a withering glare that made his dick twitch. "Why do you care? I didn't think frat boys knew how to read," you snarkily replied.

Saxon laughed heartily. "Wow, you are mean. "I went to Duke, babe. Of course, I can read."

"I'm not your babe," you replied, rolling your eyes.

"Well, you didn't give me a name, sweetheart. I gotta know who I'm working with here," Saxon said flirtatiously.

Against your better judgment, you gave Saxon your name. He repeated it, loving how the syllables sounded in his mouth. He hoped he got to scream it once he was balls deep inside of you.

"I'm guessing you're not really interested in Joan Didion's musings on life in 1960s California," you deadpanned, holding up your book cover so Saxon could see the title.

"Nah, not really," Saxon casually replied. "But I'd listen to you read the fuckin' dictionary, to be honest."

You chuckled, and Saxon felt like he'd won the fuckin' lottery. "You're quite the charmer, aren't you, Saxon?"

Saxon lazily smirked. "What do you think I studied at Duke?"

You scoffed, trying to look impassive, but this stupid frat boy was actually amusing you. "You're incredible."

"Incredibly...handsome? Funny? Irresistible?" Saxon flashed you a cocky grin.

You shook your head, returning to your book. "If you think I'm gonna stroke your ego, keep dreaming, my guy."

It was official—Saxon was hooked. Let the games begin.

-

Slowly but surely, Saxon began to unravel the mystery behind you. You'd studied photography at a state school ("Sorry it's no Duke," you'd quipped). You were the same age as him and were on vacation with your mom and stepdad, who was "hella loaded." You loved collecting records and the color blue ("Like my eyes," Saxon noted smugly.)

It’s been a while since he’d done this, actually getting to know a girl. And you were pretty cool. But Saxon had needs, and he felt like he wasn’t any closer to getting you in his bed. He’d had to settle for imagining your body on his while he jerked off in the bathroom.

Saxon felt like you were torturing him. Every piece of clothing you wore drove him crazy. You could be wearing a beach cover up and all he could think about is ripping it off and bending you over one of the chairs.

The afternoon had started off as usual. You sat in your beach chair, pulling out a book to read (today’s was As I Lay Dying by William Faulkner). Then you yawned and stretched, arching your back and giving Saxon a nice view of the cleavage hidden behind your bikini top.

Then you turned to him, asking if you could rest your feet in his lap. Obviously, he said yes. You smiled and went back to your book. But then…the tip of your foot started grazing his calf. He thought he imagined it at first, but then you did it again. Saxon gulped, the tips of his ears turning pink and his stomach doing flips. Fuck. He silently pleaded for the blood to stop rushing to his dick.

"Everything good, Saxon?" you asked sweetly, resting your book in your lap.

"I'm always good," Saxon said, trying to look like the very picture of nonchalance.

You flashed him a sly grin before returning to your book, but not before your foot casually brushed up against the growing tent in his shorts. Oh, you were evil. Saxon was so used to having the upper hand, able to charm women eventually, even the hard-to-get ones. But there you were, pulling out tricks Saxon didn't even know you had.

“Well played,” Saxon muttered to himself, impressed.

-

Saxon wasn't a hugely spiritual person, but he felt the universe had aligned things perfectly for him in that moment.

Chloe and her weird old man boyfriend had invited the Ratliffs and your family to hang out on their yacht, but you'd declined, feigning a headache. Your mom had worried, but Saxon quickly jumped in, assuring that he would ensure you would be taken care of while she and your stepdad were on the boat.

Now the two of you were alone, enjoying each other's company in your family's residence. Both of you were sprawled out on the couch, Saxon allowing you to use him as a footrest once again while you read another book (A Room with a View by E.M. Forster was today's choice).

"Just wondering, did you bring an entire fuckin library here or what?" Saxon teased, nudging your foot.

You snorted, playfully rolling your eyes at Saxon. "I always like to carry a few books when I travel. Maybe try cracking one open sometime—it might expand that little brain of yours."

"Don't know why you need those old books when I'm right here, baby," Saxon said, smirking lazily.

You stuck your bookmark in your book and put it on the coffee table, focusing your attention on Saxon. "You know what? You're right."

You shifted your position, climbing into Saxon's lap and wrapping your arms around his neck. You stared intently at him, inching your face closer and closer...your lips nearly touching his...

Then you brushed his nose with yours and returned to your spot on the couch, whistling innocently.

Saxon felt a boiling teakettle about to erupt. You were in his fucking lap, so close to finally putting those gorgeous lips on his, and then—you just had to be a little tease. Saxon wondered, did it get you off to see him so flustered and sexually frustrated?

Saxon muttered some excuse about needing to piss, locking himself in the nearest bathroom and stroking his painfully hard cock. He had the image of you in his lap, all pretty and perfect, playing on a loop in his mind as he spurted out hot ropes of cum into his hand.

-

It was the night of the Full Moon Party, and Saxon was ready to let loose.

Chloe, Chelsea, Saxon, and you had flocked to Koh Phangan to let loose and party. It turned out that Chloe and Chelsea were actually fun without their boring old boyfriends around. However, Saxon mainly had eyes for you.

You were mesmerizing, looking like a vision in your glittery eyeshadow and crocheted bikini top. Saxon watched you casually drinking a beer and getting jealous of the bottle, wishing your lips were wrapped around him.

When Chloe offered you all party drugs, you and Saxon both declined. Saxon was relieved. If something were to happen tonight—and he was hoping it was, because he couldn't deal with this pent-up horniness any longer—he didn't want you to be fucked up in the process.

Chloe convinced you all to continue the party on the yacht, and you all obliged. You marveled at the size of the yacht, intimidated by its size. Your stepdad was rich, yes, but it looked like Chloe's boyfriend Gary was wealthy wealthy.

On the other hand, Saxon didn't give a shit about the yacht. He supposed it was nice, but he was operating on a one-track mind right now.

Saxon pulled Chloe aside, asking her if there was anywhere...private to hang out on the yacht.

Chloe smirked. "You're going to fuck _____, aren't you?"

Saxon huffed. "Dunno. I'm trying to."

Chloe laughed. "We have a guest room upstairs. Follow me."

-

When Chloe told you that Saxon wanted to meet with you on the terrace, you weren't entirely sure what to expect. The past few days with him had been a fun game of cat-and-mouse, with banter flying easily between the two of you, and his priceless reactions to you getting a rise out of him.

But something about this particular night felt different. Maybe it was the full moon or something in the air, but you suddenly had butterflies in your stomach.

Saxon was lounging in a deck chair, his shirt fully unbuttoned. His grin when he finally spotted you was absolutely filthy. "Hey," he said casually. "Having a good night?"

You nodded, sitting in the chair next to Saxon's. "It's been fun."

"You wanna keep having some fun, just the two of us?" Saxon asked, his breath hot against your ear. You shivered, squeezing your legs together.

"You know, I thought we were gonna have fun together the other day while everyone else was on the yacht," Saxon admitted, shrugging his shoulders. "But someone decided she wanted to play games instead. Isn't that right?"

"Saxon, I—"

"Do you know what it feels like to have something so close, yet so far away?" Saxon murmured, stroking your bottom lip. "From the moment I saw you I wanted to fuck you, but I knew I had to work for a girl like you to even spare me a glance. So I waited. Got to know you and shit."

Your breath hitched as Saxon moved closer, ghosting his lips over yours, barely touching. "The other day, I jerked off and came harder than I have in a long time. And you know why?"

You silently shook your head, your heart pounding due to the proximity between you and Saxon.

Saxon kissed you below your ear. "Because." Another kiss to your neck. "You decided." A third kiss, right above your cleavage. "To be."

Finally, he took your face in his hands and kissed you, licking your bottom lip before he pulled away. "A fucking tease."

You whimpered, and Saxon's lips curled into a devious smirk. "Aw, what's the matter, sweetheart? Where's that smart mouth of yours gone?"

You felt like you would explode if you didn't have Saxon's lips on you again. You climbed into his lap, kissing him deeply, before he cut it short.

"Saxon!" you whined.

Saxon chuckled, carefully lifting you off his lap. "You've had your fun, babe. Now it's my turn."

-

Saxon was definitely giving you a taste of your own medicine.

He had you bent over the guest bed, your face buried into the mattress, and a pillow to rest your knees on. And he was going slow—agonizingly slow. The tip of his cock lazily teased your entrance for what felt like hours. And when you begged him to get a move on, he withdrew his dick and started lazily pumping his fingers in and out of you.

"You know, I think I understand why people get off on this teasing shit," Saxon said, casually rubbing your clit and eliciting another whine out of you. "This is kinda fun."

Your lip wobbled. "Saxon—please. 'm sorry. I won't tease you anymore."

Saxon continued to massage your clit, making your legs shake. "Gonna have to beg a little harder than that, darling."

Something about that damned nickname had your pussy clamping down on Saxon's fingers. He groaned. "Shit, you're so tight and wet and warm for me already. I bet my dick is gonna feel even better inside of you."

"Just—please fuck me, Saxon," you begged, throwing any inklings of pride out the window. "Need your dick inside of me."

Saxon's eyes darkened, his grin growing wider. "Atta girl."

Saxon pulled his fingers out, licking your slick off of them, and started pumping his dick. Luckily, you were soaking wet, so he wouldn't have any trouble sliding inside of you.

You both moaned at the sensation of Saxon's dick pushing into your wet cunt. He took one of your legs and put it over his shoulder, and the angle felt absolutely sublime as Saxon started fucking into you, hitting your G-spot just right.

Saxon grunted. "You getting close, baby?" he asked, noticing your breathing becoming more labored and your legs trembling.

You hummed, your words failing you right now. "Then cum," Saxon commanded, rubbing quick circles against your clit.

You let out a wail as you came, not caring if the entire country of Thailand heard you in the throes of pleasure. Saxon groaned, loving the creamy ring you formed around his cock.

"Please tell me you're on the pill," Saxon muttered, desperately wanting to release inside you.

"Yes," you assured him, bucking your hips. "Need your cum inside."

Saxon growled, flipping you on your back and grabbing your hips as he rocked into you. "Mine," he muttered possessively. "Want you to be my girl."

You gasped, your pussy clamping down at Saxon's territorial tone. "I'm all yours, Saxon," you said breathily, pulling him into a brief, messy kiss.

That's what broke the dam for him. He came with a grunt, kissing your neck as his cum spilled inside of you in thick spurts.

Saxon collapsed on the bed next to you, a dazed smile on his face. "Shit, I feel like you drained a week's worth of cum out of me.. I can't remember the last time I was so pent-up."

You laughed softly, kissing his shoulder. "I hate to stroke a rich white man's ego, but that was probably the best sex I've had, like, ever."

Saxon grinned smugly, putting his arms behind his head. "Careful, don't say stuff like that unless you want me to get hard again."

You rolled your eyes. "Behave yourself, and maybe we can do this again later."

Saxon snorted, looking at you warmly before getting up. "Where are you going?" you asked, suddenly feeling panicky.

"Just getting some towels to clean you up," he replied, flashing a lopsided grin. "Did you think I was gonna ditch you?"

You looked away bashfully, not wanting to admit that that's exactly what you were afraid of. You'd been through this before with a few fuckboy frat boys, who hardly ever wanted to cuddle afterwards and definitely weren't thinking about providing aftercare. That was a big reason you withheld yourself from Saxon for so long. You'd been falling for this boy and were terrified of letting your heart get stomped on once he finally got what he wanted.

Saxon returned from the guest bathroom with a warm towel, cleaning you up. "Make sure you go piss," he said, lightly shoving you when you rolled your eyes at him. "Don't be a brat. Gonna ask Chloe if she's got some water for you, if you want it."

Your heart squeezed with affection. "I appreciate it," you said.

After you'd used the bathroom and sipped on some Perrier Saxon got for you, the two of you headed back to his family's place, cuddling in his bed. There were only a few days of vacation left, and Saxon was determined to make the most of them with you.

[just-my-latest-hyperfixation]

Morning after

Written for the @steddieholidaydrabbles, day 10

Prompt: First time

Rated: E

CW: Alcohol; Dirty talk; Sexually explicit language; Nudity; One slight mention of BDSM

Tags: Established relationship; Tongue fucking (referenced); Service mouth Steve Harrington; ADHD disaster Eddie Munson; Idiots in love

Eddie wakes to sunlight tickling his nose, limbs heavy with the warm weight of sleep - the kind induced by alcohol and exhaustion.

Memories of last night's gig trickle into his mind. The packed location. Strobing lights, bodies moving to their music. Steve beaming up at him from the front row, deliciously disheveled, eyes sparkling with adoration.

It's funny. A year ago, he was hiding from an angry mob in a dilapidated boat house. Now, one interdimensional war, a near-death experience, and a lot of hush money later, not only is Corroded Coffin finally taking off. He also got himself a hot sweetheart of a boyfriend who loves tagging along to his shows and gets ridiculously turned on by his stage performance. Life is finally looking good for Eddie Munson. 

Until he turns and finds himself at the receiving end of a death glare that would even have Vecna quake in his non-existent boots. 

Eddie yelps and tries to jump to his feet, but last night's leather pants are bunched around his ankles for some reason, so he ends up face-first on the carpet, naked ass exposed to the cool morning air. 

"Ow, son of a- Stevie?" he mutters. "Everything okay?" 

Steve is still in the chair next to the bed. He's still glaring. 

"Oh, wow," he says while Eddie scrambles to his knees and tries to inconspicuously shrug out of the pants. Why do these motherfuckers have to be so tight? "You actually need to ask after what you did?" 

Eddie blinks. His nose is stinging from where it hit the carpet. 

Steve huffs and snaps his magazine shut. Eddie has a sneaking suspicion he picked it up purely for dramatic effect. 

"So you don't even remember, huh?" 

"I, erm …" Eddie says, desperately rifling through his brain for a shred of a clue. "I'm sorry, I don't-"

Steve throws the magazine. It hits the carpet with a less-than-impressive flop but it's the gesture that counts, Eddie guesses. 

"I can't believe you," Steve seethes. The chair topples as he jumps up.

"Wait, wait, wait," Eddie holds out one imploring hand. Steve stops halfway to the door and regards him with a wary look. "Lemme just …" 

He screws his eyes shut, wills himself to pull images from the blur that is his memory. 

Getting crushed in a full-body hug the moment they got off stage, Steve's arms and warmth and scent all around him. 

Celebrating the successful gig, the lingering touches and looks and smiles.

Loading the equipment into the cars, saying goodnight to the guys. 

Getting slammed against the side of the van, Steve's hands under his shirt, against the curve of his ass. Steve's tongue licking over his lips, warm and wet and eager. 

"Woah, big boy. Maybe ask before you shove that tongue down my throat?" 

Steve's smug smile as he leaned closer, voice husky and low. 

"Let's get you home… and I'll shove it somewhere else." 

Throwing himself into the car, because hoooly shit! They've tried a lot of stuff in the months they've been together, all of it great, all of it mind-blowing in fact. Eddie’s had plenty of opportunity to witness that skilled tongue at work, but this? This was gonna be a first.

He remembers nearly vibrating out of his own skin on the way home, remembers grinning like a maniac as they pulled into the driveway, Steve's hand sliding up his thigh. 

Remembers tumbling into the bedroom in a flurry of limbs and moans and kisses, toppling onto the bed, hands tearing at clothes, teeth scraping over skin …

… only then, it gets decidedly more fuzzy. 

"Um, I-" he mutters. "We were … You were gonna … and I-" 

"You fell asleep, you fucking asshat!" Steve blurts. His face is doing that thing where he loses control of his bottom lip and it gets all pouty and quivery. An adorable, flustered blush is creeping out of his shirt collar and up his jaw. "You fucking fell asleep while I was about to- Jesus Christ, I don't believe this. This has never- why are you laughing?" 

"Baby," Eddie wheezes, and by some miracle manages to stagger to his feet and shuck off his pants. "Stevie. Darling. Light of my life. You realize that this is our first fight?" 

Steve scowls at him. "Maybe. So?" 

Eddie can't help it, he breaks into laughter - full-blown, body-wrecking guffaws. "And it's because you didn't get to eat me out? Oh my God, I can't- only you, sweetheart!" 

"Fuck off," Steve grouses, but he doesn’t pull away when Eddie reaches for his hands, and the corners of his mouth are twitching the tiniest bit. The blush has reached his cheekbones. "Do you have any- I was down there, all ready to go and you started snoring! Nobody has ever fucking fallen asleep on me!" 

He's looking positively mortified now, one hand freeing itself from Eddie’s grip to run through his hair, eyes wide and confused - like a scolded puppy that doesn't understand what it did wrong. 

"Aw, honey," Eddie coos, cradles Steve's face in one hand, slots their bodies closer. He's still very much naked from the waist down and he can pinpoint the exact moment this dawns on Steve. The way he licks his lips. "I'm sorry. That gig was a lot, and I guess I just … crashed? You just make me feel so warm and safe and cared for." 

Steve hums reluctantly, but his chest swells with the praise and he doesn't protest when Eddie slots himself into his arms, starts to slowly undo his belt buckle. 

"How about you take revenge on me now? We've got all day, so … you can go for however long you want. I won't complain, and if I do … you know where we keep the gag, huh?" 

Steve's pupils blow wide.

The rest of the morning passes in a haze, but sleep has nothing to do with it. 

All my holiday drabbles

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Silly little tag game Klem tagged me on in this post :3 (should probably check the post)

(Dawg my file names are horrendous I am so sorry.. that and also I have like hundreds- so I CANNNOT tag them all. But I'll tag the funniest ones in my opinion)

1. GODDAMMIT THEYRE INCESTING AGAIN- (dreammare art..)

2. Mmmm... puntable little shit wanted in 50 states.... (Inksona ref)

3. GODDAMMIT I KEEP MITOSISING- (Bluududekinsona ref)

4. Snrk.. get a load of THIS guy (Sparkledog sona ref)

5. FUCKING FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK SHIT- (Inkcest art that I keep having to scrap and redo 💔)

6. MY SILLYYY!! MY POOKIE BEARR!!!!! MY BABYYYY!!!!! (My sans oc and his ref)

7. FUCKER ATE MY LAST FOREVER WEED BROWNIE- (A stupid shitpost drawing of me and my friend with the 'wow did you just eat my forever weed brownie?')

8. BLUUDUDE CULT BLUUDUDE CULT BLUUDUDE CULT BL- (bluudude drawings....)

9. Mmmmmmm look at those small chokable... goreable... killable... little guys.. (A drawing file i just use to make reaction images :))

10. "Mom i think im tran- OH GOD THEY HIT THE SECOND TOWER-" (i- i dont fucking know what this is actually, the file is just blank-)

No pressure tags :3333

(I'm mainly tagging random moots im so sorry if you don't wanna be tagged-)

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