#yes I'm afraid of heights

[vestracore]

ferdibert as musicals posts and they're always like "hubert is erik and ferdinand is christine", or "hubert is elphaba and ferdinand is glinda", or "hubert is sweeney todd and ferdinand is mrs. lovett" and you get it it's the same over and over however have you considered martin and whizzer from falsettos (respectively)

[hazellvsq]

pjo yellowjackets au. reyna’s the captain. annabeth’s the hunter. piper’s the butcher. rachel’s the prophet. hazel keeps inconceivably avoiding death. thalia's the would-be pilot. bianca's the coach's daughter. and meg mccaffery has an axe <3

[blizzardfluffykpop]

one of these days i'm going to lose whatever sainity i have left and watch chucky... 😔 i used to wanna watch sole-y for tiffany/jennifer tilly- and now with the changmin influence i'm so curious 😔 like as if i don't have bad nightmares after watching most horror content- but like- god- i wanna write changmin as chucky and tiffany as the reader so bad it's not even funny- (ik he views good chucky as his son *which i have been happily able to see most of it until it got too scary* but bad chucky! changmin 🫠)

[salirophiliac]

137 days until i see wwe live and i'm already losing my shit wtf

[bnnywngs]

i just read a fanfic where the main character adopts a dog after he realizes his adoptive daughter is afraid of them.... are you fucking kidding me?!! does phobia mean nothing to these people???

[stxxrlights]

𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐑 𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐔𝐍𝐀

here you were stuck in an estate as his new loyal servant. you didn't want any of this. your parents were killed during one of his impulsive massacres and for whatever reason, he had to take you in. he didn't murder you.

you hated emperor!sukuna. he was never nice and always ordered you around a bit more than the others, but you had to endure. you didn't want to end up like the countless servants who were beheaded after making simple mistakes. emperor!sukuna was ruthless.

little did you know he had taken interest in you. he had no idea why, but he found you so interesting. he would catch himself following your every move as you tended to his garden while he was meditating or when his concubines were feeding him fruits and what not.

you never dared looking him in the eyes as you served him and that slightly bothered him. he knew he was your king but to him that rule didn't apply to you. and how would you know if he hasn't told you. he started making you perform more tasks for him, much to your displeasure so that he can stare at you for as long as you were there next to him. when he wasn't around the estate, he had uraume report your moves to him.

he started spending less time with his concubines, his mind invaded with thoughts of you. how dare you! but he wasn't exactly mad at you. how could he be when you were so pretty when you served him.

after a while had passed, he decided to make a move. he didn't outright tell you that he wanted you even though he knew that he could, like how he did with his concubines, but he wanted it to be different. you were called into his chambers and there you saw him standing next to his bed in all his height. you hated him but where afraid of him. who wouldn't be afraid of a being with four arms, a mouth on their stomach and who's height was competing with that of a tree.

you bowed down and greeted him. he hummed and nodded at you then started taking off his robe. you quickly looked down as a man had never before undressed infront of. he stared at you as he took of his robes and he was now standing there with all his glory.

"i want you to bathe me", he said and headed into the bathroom and sat on the stool made especially for him. water was already ready for him.

"i'm sorry... but i'm not the one who normally does this-"

"i don't care. i need a bathe and i called you hear. so do it", he said in a menacing voice as he narrowed his eyes at you.

"yes master", you bowed and got to work. you poured water on his chiselled body and then lathered him with soap. you had to clean him properly and so you took your time unwillingly as he just stared at you the entire time as you avoided eye contact. he hated this. he hated the fact that you didn't want to look at him.

"face me", he startled you as you stopped your actions.

"i'm sorry my lord"

"look at me", he said and you hesitantly looked at him all his four eyes focused on you. you felt a drop of sweat roll down the side of your face but he didn't seem like he had any ill intensions. you broke eye contact and rinsed off the soap off his body.

"i want you to be mine", you stopped in your tracks again, clearly startled. there was absolutely no way this was going to happen.

"i'm sorry my lord but i don't... feel the same way you do", you said your heart pounding worried that something was going to happen to you. he narrowed his eyes at you and looked away. you were done bathing him and went back to his room where his robes were already set for him on his bed.

you helped him get dressed and bowed as you were done. "i'll be taking my leave now my lord", you said and walked out. he felt angry but his chest felt kind of weird. it hurt for some reason. he had wanted to kill you, but how could he have someone who was already dead. he clenched his fist angrily.

"you will be mine..."

[janecafe]

getting to know your future spouse (a detailed reading)

1--2--3

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to book a personal paid reading, you can direct message me.

this reading was based on the tarot & oracle cards itself. it not totally foretells the future outcome however everything is yet not set into the stone, the reader is advised to read at their own risk. we still have the rights to make our own dreams and faith. peace!

i will use him or her, she or he as a general point of view of this reading from which is the strongest energy i'm gonna pick up for each pile. regardless of the gender, you can still view or change the pronoun by your preferred gender.

©janecafe 2025

POV: kudos to all hardworking tarot readers out there, it was my first time to read this big pack of energy and i never knew it would drain the hell out of me. it also took me weeks to complete and finished this reading so a big salute! 🍵

sections ⋆

- overall personality, traits & quirks

- physical appearance

- mentality, beliefs or habits

- zodiac signs, letters & relevant numbers

- places and directions

₊˚ʚ 𝐔𝐍𝐎 🌱 ₊˚✧ ﾟ.

i. overall personality traits & quirks

he is focusing on himself more onto his financial needs. he is probably busy working on things he needs, despite the doubt, the percentage of faith is higher. i can't totally say, he is afraid to fail but he strongly wants to build stable finances and establish a name on his career.

he is probably someone that is highly respected in his career. someone who maybe abuses power somehow in his job and career. he got the position that is influential, leading or top-level. one of the reasons are- this is his way to protect his bubble, he worked hard for that. it probably took him years to build and achieve that position and life.

however looking on the brighter side, he is detail oriented, career focused, dependable and is willing to work collaboration with his co-workers and teammates. he wants his skills and experiences to contribute to the company for a better and productive work environment. high chances he may also be a business owner and entrepreneur.

i think people have harsh opinions and may have false accusations with your person. as you can see, he exudes a negatively impact from people's perspective.

he also has an obsession over his hair. for him, it must be clean and neat. (came out of nowhere ehihi✌🏻)

this person, is the one that will encourage and support you a lot but it seems like you were just numb enough to think of that, like to think that he likes you at first because you've heard people's opinions towards him that affect on how you look with this person.

you may work with this person, maybe a boss, a mentor or whatsoever it is, but the important recipe here is that they're known to your work and well-experience.

i can say that the connection may start as casual and hostile from the starting months or even years.

he also likes to yell at tv, it was the show he was yelling at as if he was going to be heard.

another description of him is- he is a cold-fish person but also a lone wolf.

signs you can look: feeling charismatic. being more creative than before. new friendships. felt satisfied with your own. a big house celebration. trust issues. desperate to live on your own. desperate to move.

ii. physical appearance

he has an immaculate appearance, even if he wears rags it's an A1 as it is. his hooded pair of eyes fits perfectly to his face. if i were to describe his eyes language it's beady and heavy, it more has sad emotions that describe his entire aura and mood.

as i said, the hair will be neat and clean. it is also thick and soft.

he may have dry and chapped lips. but the teeth are also prominent, maybe there's a gap between his teeth or like a vampire/fang teeth. his height is intimidating, someone who is gifted kinda lofty. (this is how i describe him bcs i am smol ehihi ✌🏻)

let's see what i can get more here. ohh, body yes. it's obvious that it's not attractive enough for most but i think it's healthy and i can't say that his body is very muscular but his chest and stomach is fine. it's not too thin nor fat.

iii. mentality, beliefs or habits

he is a volunteer of a new perspective and trials in life. he is a family-centric person, building a peaceful household is one of his goals and beliefs. i think, it's important for him to choose the right partner.

he is the type of person that won't get immediately in a relationship despite the connection and feelings may build he would likely withdraw or run away from it. it's like he knows himself very well, he knows when he's in love "he gives and risks it all"- so that's his way to avoid the ache feeling. he is knows he's boundaries.

he believes in learning and continues the improvement of every individual. he believes that there is kindness despite people's harsh opinions of him, he can't blame them if that's what they think or perceive him.

he is a thrifty person but is willing to spend money for branded things and important people in his life.

iv. zodiac signs, names, letters & relevant numbers

gale, abigale, francis, francisco, frank, kath, cath, kaye, kate, cecil, cecilia, maria, marian, marie, rich, richard, ed, edward, edwin, eddy, brent, bench, robert, romeo, rob, rock, julie, jillian, julia, julian, james, rey. that's all the names i've got. ✌🏻

6, 37, 28, 10, 19, 12, 88, 22.

scorpio, virgo, sagittarius (2x), aquarius and taurus (3x)

v. places and directions

park, office, lake, grand parents house or old (haunted) house, small town, simply north.

₊˚ʚ 𝐃𝐎𝐒 🌱 ₊˚✧ ﾟ.

i. overall personality traits & quirks

she is a carefree person. someone who looks after a bigger picture. i think she knows how to appreciate things, she's just happy whatever life and people treat her. she has a very pure soul. it's like kindness is never a wrong choice, but for her perspective, it's priceless to receive kindness from others as well.

she's too optimistic. she's not that kind of person who bluffs and talks negatively to others. she's not into that negative vibe. she's balanced and mindful when talks.

her intelligence and fair treatment to others is absolutely beautiful.

as well, she loves to inspire others. when she works she's determined and goal-driven. she's loyal to those people who gain her trust, her selflessness shows no personal agenda. if she thinks you are trustworthy then you are worth risking.

i think she has an oily or sweaty face and body. well that's normal though maybe this is one of the reasons why she's always carrying tissues.

she has a deep love for nature, animals and rain.

just another secret to add, she likes to sing but i can say that her voice is good to hear. 😅

ii. physical appearance

okay, with the tower card. if i'm not mistaken, she's tall and this makes her incredible to people's point of view asides from her personality of course.

her eyes had a tinge of freedom and power, on the outer it's large and has a gentle expression.

her side profile and lips are perfectly fine. her overall aura is very zen energy. (jennie song, ehihihi ✌🏻)

i think she has brown skin or may have a dark complexion.

iii. mentality, beliefs or habits

she believes that passion is the one that makes us successful. if you love and enjoy what you are doing you are considered successful from her perspective.

she believes that love comes in the most unexpected way. the type of love that is slow burn- letting the faith unfold its unexpected moments because for her love will leave a big impact on life. those love that's hard to predict, that the divine intervention and power has do it's own timing to find her by grace and truth.

she also has an optimistic mindset.

iv. zodiac signs, names, letters & relevant numbers

names; sophia, susie, jake, jan, john, julie, jennifer, jen. biblical names like david and aaron.

moon and venus. libra(2x), pisces(3x), taurus, aries, cancer (3x)

18, 7, 169, 8888, 48, 9, 4, 25.

v. places and directions

cinema, library, cafe, street, under the table, under the tree, church, lake, underground, balcony, party, cosplay event. a place where most of the weather is scorching hot or summer in simple terms.

₊˚ʚ 𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐒 🌱 ₊˚✧ ﾟ.

i. overall personality traits & quirks

this is someone who trusts the flow of life. he is not afraid of what comes next even if it does not turn out well. he thinks that conflict, errors and challenges are a normal part of living. he understood of pushing himself through hard for the best because that's how he gets stronger.

he is uncommunicative about his plans and goals that somehow people seem to wonder what life he could have behind those eyes. his voice is all that matters to him.

anyway, he laughs a lot too. if you will personally know this person, you would think that they're the smartest, coolest and most beautiful person you've ever met.

he may have small eye glasses. he is interested in writing, reading and painting one of these might be his daily routine habits.

this person has a deep love and interest in historical places and the supernatural. to simplify, he is interested in the occult but not in black magic especially those called ritual to lure someone. he is not a big fan of that. he thinks love comes in a natural way and in divine timing.

he is not a typical person that gets carried away by his emotions. he is serious about handling his life, perhaps, time is important to him too. he doesn't waste time in a senseless chase.

ii. physical appearance

for his physical appearance, i think he is not into trendy, nice and branded clothing. he is more into casual and plain.

he has a round and cute face shape. there's some prominent detail on his whole body- it can be moles, scar or tattoo.

his hair is short and spiky or curly, it structured his head bone. i also think he has thick eyebrows that compliment his whole face. it was the first one to get noticed by people.

he is mature and old compared to his age, people get shocked knowing his real age because it seems like his appearance is not applying for his age.

overall, he is an attractive person.

iii. mentality, beliefs or habits

i think he's into smoking, lighting a candle or incense he may believe it will bring peace and knock senses.

he believes in organizing and cleaning workspaces because it helps him to determine and focus on work.

he may also be into chewing gum, it's just a habit of him that you can't take away.

iv. zodiac signs, letters & relevant numbers

sun and rising. capricorn (3x), pisces, aries(2x), gemini, scorpio, cancer.

harry, henry jacob benjamin blake juana olivia oliver ava amelia amira akira emile akasha aisha anne ann diane diana summer sophia sophie sai sey atasha, joseph, sky, ryan.

34, 13, 11, 9,5, 20

v. places and directions

cafeteria, school, hotel, casino, bat, beach, zoo, police station, lobby, hallway, south direction.

[urprettylildoe]

𝒯𝓌𝒾𝓈𝓉ℯ𝒹 𝒷𝓁ℴ𝓈𝓈ℴ𝓂

Yandere!classmate x popular!fem!reader

a shy guy and a spoiled girl. What a cliché romance story, right? Wrong. You were his since the beginning, all you needed was some motivation to realise it.

note: yandere thoughts/behaviour, blackmail, mean reader, implied vulgar videos.

♡︎

The door to the classroom shut.

Silence hung after as a stare-off contest ensued. Well, not exactly a stare-off — it was mostly your mean glare and Adam's gaze averted to the ground while he wrung his fingers together.

Your foot tapped against as you lazily looked up at the lanky boy in front of you, patience already running thin. "Well, what do you want?"

Big, puppy eyes darted around before landing on you. Yet, despite the obvious shyness, a hint of something intense lurked under the surface. A breathy chuckle left his lips as he bit the inside of his cheek. "Right. Right-"

The two of you have never spoken much. You were the type of person had the loudest laugh while surrounded by equally shallow friends who normalised your behavior. Why would a girl like you go out with a guy who blended into the background like furniture?

He rummaged through his bag as papers and books clumsily dropped in the process, apologies slipping past his lips while you tsked at his pathetic actions.

In between the mess he made, you caught odd mumbling along the lines of: "this has to be perfect" and "she'll understand me".

Finally, his eyes lit up like a christmas tree as his hand closed around the object he was looking for and pulled it out.

A white flower.

The way it rested in his grip felt...off. His fingers clung to it like it mattered. You didn't care for what kind it was. Probably a cliché romantic gesture, right?

With a nervous yet excited smile, he held it out. You inwardly groaned and braced yourself for the typical speech to come:

"Y/N, I-I think you're a very beautiful and amazing person-" says the guy ridiculed by you on multiple occasions, "-and this, well- I've l-liked you for a while and...I was hoping you'd go out with me?"

...

Silence. Absolute silence. Then you laughed.

Adam's hopeful expression crumbled as you doubled over, clutching your stomach.

It really wasn't your fault. In your defence, it was just so funny that he thought you'd say yes. You almost felt bad, but what were you supposed to do? Humor him? Yeah, that'd just be cruel. You wouldn't be caught dead with a guy like him. More like someone of your type — confident, a party animal and most likely a jock.

A few minutes passed before you found your bearings again. Dabbing at your eyes, you snickered as you eyed his now ashamed face, "Oh my god, it's adorable how you assumed I'd go out with someone like you."

Your words stung him like a physical blow to the heart. He flinched pitifully, sputtering, "I...I thought-"

"Well, you thought wrong." Nearly snarling that sentence, you brushed past his frozen form and headed for the door. "Now, get out of my way." All this for a waste of time? He might as well just've-

A rough arm closed around around yours, yanking you back and slamming you into the wall. He banged his hand on the wall beside your head, the sound reverberating through your entire being.

You winced, before starting to yell, "hey! what the fu..." your voice died down in your throat. His eyes were sharp and predatory, no longer holding that cheery innocence they did a few seconds ago but instead replaced with a glare. The air around you was thicker, like oxygen was sucked out of the room and swallowed by this boy. A cold shiver ran up your spine. Where did the gentle giant go?

And when he loomed over you, you suddenly realised how large the height difference was between the two of you.

"I was going to do this the nice way, but I'm afraid you left me no choice."

Your breath hitched — this wasn't how this was supposed to go. He was supposed to crumble or even shed a few tears, not smile like this was his plan all along. "What are you doing? Let go of me!" It was his turn to chuckle condescendingly, like you always did to him. A wolf and its prey. Except, the tables have turned this time around.

Maybe you did go a little too harsh on him and pushed his limits too much. Should you apologise? He's a sweet boy that's not beyond mending, after all. It's still the same old Adam.

His fingers played with the flowers petals as he asked while ignoring you, "do you know what Jasmines signify, honey?" It wasn't a question as he immediately continued rambling. "They show deep, deep love. And you rejected that love."

Mysteries hung in the air after his words as he turned to his phone, screen glowing against his features. You wanted, no, needed to tell him off as usual. What made it different now? And damn it, why couldn't you speak? His finger stopped scrolling. A manic grin grew on his lips.

"But don't worry, you'll accept it. One way or another."

Before you could even process his words, the screen was shoved into your face. The world stopped suddenly, ringing echoing in your ears.

Oh, no.

Sweat rolled down your temple, heart threatening to leap out of your ribcage. You didn't even notice the heavy pants leaving your lips as your throat felt awfully tight and closed up.

You blinked. Once, then twice. Still, the contents on his phone wouldn't disappear like you magically hoped they would. They were real.

In his opinion, you looked awfully cute like that. Wide-eyed as you adorably looked around for an exit. He couldn't help but croon at how powerless you looked right now, like you weren't such a bratty girl.

"W-what- you..." you swallowed, trying to pick up the shattered pieces of your confidence. "How?"

"it's simple, really." His cold, boney fingers cupped your cheek, but you jerked away. If he noticed, which he most certainly did, he didn't pay the action any mind while he continued his villainous monologue. "When you're practically invisible your whole life, people tend to underestimate your abilties. And I happened to know a little bit of hacking. That's how I found these...videos."

You didn't reply. You couldn't. Teeth sunk into your shaky bottom lip as you mustered up a weak glare, prompting a dark laugh out of him. He cooed, "honestly, I had fun watching most of these. I didn't know you were so naughty, baby. Who knew my pretty girl had such a big secret?"

Adam got his hands on a very delectable treat, that much was obvious. The real puzzle remained...and almost as if he realised the same thing, his smile inched further up his face. "Hm, what shall I do with these? It'd be a real shame if someone got a glimpse of you in all your beauty."

"Just tell me what you want."

He sighed in contentment, utterly delighted by the question of the hour. "I won't show these to anyone as long as you agree to my deal. You could keep your secret and I could get what I want. And I don't think that's much to ask, do you?"

Clammy hands balled up in frustration as you realised you hit a dead end, with Adam hot on your tail. He knew how much you basked in the loving attention and twisted it against you, that scumbag.

You peeked over his shoulder to see if there were any intruders before meeting his amused face again. You hushed urgently, "fine, what's the deal?"

The corners of his eyes crinkled as he placed a finger under your chin, tilting your face up. Dread curled up your spine the second you saw the triumphant smirk on his lips.

"I want you to be my girlfriend."

Did...did you hear him correctly? Girlfriend? You're pretty sure this qualified as blackmail, something the quiet guy at the back of class typing away would never be capable of doing. But now you weren't so sure you're looking at the same person.

"You'll let me go out with you, spend time with you and do whatever I tell you to. You'll be mine, and act like it." He bared his teeth this time, making his upper hand promineny.

Anger coursed through your veins. How dare he? "Screw you, you crazy psycho!"

His eyes narrowed with obvious displeasure, "be careful with your words. You wouldn't want anyone to hear about your..." he glanced down at his phone then back up at you, "...fetishes."

Your hands itched to slap that smug expression off of his face. Everything you worked so hard to build couldn't fall to the ground because of one pesky guy. For the first time in your life, you weren't the one in control.

"Y-you can't do this," the tone sounded more vunerable than intended. Adam's gaze softened in pity as he brushed a hair behind your ear, the action gentle and tender like he didn't just threaten you.

"Love, it's your choice in the end. Though, I promise to take care of you during our agreement." Was it really your choice, though?

It dawned on you in that very moment that Adam had hidden his claws all this time, patiently waiting and waiting as you ridiculed to play the right cards. If the intention wasn't hatred however, then what was it? You needed to tread carefully, then you'd be able to find a way to free yourself of his clutches.

Physically pained by how weak you felt, you dropped your gaze to the floor and slowly nodded. One thing was clear: you sold your soul to the devil.

"Good girl~" he said happily, patting your head. "I promise you won't regret this. I'll give you a few days to get used to this before we become official."

Carefully, he tucked the Jasmine into your hair. A sign of his twisted, deep-rooted love. Warm lips pressed against your cheek and you turned your head away, embarrassed.

You whispered softly, peering up at him through your lashes, "will you delete them now?"

"Delete them?" He quirked an amused brow, "I think I'll keep them for a while in case you get any ideas...but don't worry, be good and I'll think about it, m'kay?"

Adam slung his bag over his shoulder, watching his girlfriend stare at him in a daze. Poor thing, you're probably too flustered to even say anything. He'll definitely buy you more Jasmines, though. Maybe a bouqet?

This game should be fun. A predator and a prey switching roles? What a plot,

He'll keep those videos till the end of time if that's what it took to keep you with him. All of this until you love him.

♡

𝒴ℴ𝓊𝓇𝓈 𝓉𝓇𝓊𝓁𝓎

@yourprettylildoe

[tpwk-formula1]

Biggest Fan - CL16

Requested by @nina-or-anna-or-nora "Heyy!! 💕 I saw you were asking some requests so I have one for an Smau!! (If you want to do it ofc) I was thinking about the reader being kinda like Sabrina or Olivia (a performer) and then Charles being like her biggest fan🤭just a super cute fluffy thing and he goes to every show he can or posts her and stuff🥹"

AN - Had so much fun writing this SMAU for you! Don't be afraid to send in requests that aren't apart of the Pizza Menu! I love Sabrina but I'm not a die hard fan so I have no idea how many outfit changes she has or the order she performs so if it's a little messed up I apologize! Also LMK if you wanna see me do this with more drivers and make it a little series of the drivers being head over heels for their girl friend!

Summary: Just Charles being in love with Y/N... and basically everyone in the F1 community!

Charles insta stories over the fall break

Twitter

Charles instagram

Liked by landonorris, youruser, carlossainz, and 2,090,513 others

charlesleclerc We're ready for you Austin ft. Y/N and all the fan gifted hats that will make an appearance this weekend tagged carlossainz and youruser

user5 I love how he makes a post for work and still finds a way to get Y/N in there

user6 your honor... it's them. It's always them!

youruser I'm ready to be back in my home soil!

user7 I constantly forget our girl is from the US charlesleclerc you mean MY girl user8 Charles will never learn to share charlesleclerc not when it comes to MY Y/N youruser alright calm it down you charlesleclerc yes maam

user9 I hate feeling single but I do love you guys!

carlossainz Will I ever get a post with just us?

user10 Carlos... they're a package deal user11 If I don't expect anything less, you shouldn't either youruser damn... catching strays carlossainz Y/N I thought we were friends!

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Your insta story

user12 how does it feel to be living my dream

carlossainz he's been smiling at his phone for 10 minutes because you posted him

youruser I love knowing he loves me as much as I love him

user13 his eyes

charlesleclerc that's one lucky man

youruser he really is!

user14 I love the way you guys love each other

landonorris you guys disgust me with how cute you are together

youruser you wish this was you huh? landonorris I miss when you were to shy to interact with us... kinda a meanie youruser you'll learn to survive

Twitter

your Instagram

Liked by charlesleclerc, yourbff, oliviarodrigo, and 3,092,172 others

youruser Thanks for the warm welcome home... see you in a few weeks for Vegas!

Look for a surprise tomorrow around noon YeeHaw time!

charlesleclerc Ooooo I wanna know the surprise

user18 I can't believe I have notifications on and Charles is still here before me

charlesleclerc you snooze you lose! gotta be quicker than that! youruser love you need to be a bit nicer! user18 no this is on me... I should know no matter how much I love you Charles just loves you that much more! user19 I'm sobbing at this! Charles is so unhinged when it comes to Y/N

landonorris Can I also know the surprise

charlesleclerc NO!

user20 YeeHaw time is SENDING me! For anyone confused she's talking about CST

user21 THANK YOU! It makes so much sense now that you've explained but as a non F1 Y/N fan I didn't realize she was in Texas haha

user22 I love their height difference. I forget just how SMALL Y/N is.

Your Insta Story

charlesleclerc I can't wait to watch you!!

user23 HOLY SHIT! I can't fucking wait!

user24 omg! I'm so excited for this!!

landonorris: I hope you have a ticket saved with my name on it!

youruser: I do including the rest of the grid... spread the word pleaseeee

user25: Oh to be in the US rn to experience this concert! I just know it's gonna be amazing

Twitter

Charles Insta story during the show

Max's Insta story during the show

Youruser: Max! hahaha you had me cracking up in the first slide... then tearing up through laughter in the second. Thank you so much for finding time in your title fight to support!

maxverstappen1: I wouldn't have missed it! Had to see what all the hype was about. Please invite me again

Grid Members Stories (Lando, Carlos, Oscar, Yuki, Liam, Franco)

[doyoulikethissong-poll]

David Bowie - Life on Mars? 1973

"Life on Mars?" is a song by the English singer-songwriter David Bowie, first released on his 1971 album Hunky Dory. Bowie wrote the song as a parody of Frank Sinatra's "My Way". "Life on Mars?" is primarily a glam rock ballad, with elements of cabaret and art rock; it has a complex structure that includes chord changes throughout. At the height of Bowie's fame as Ziggy Stardust, RCA Records issued "Life on Mars?" as a single on 22 June 1973 in the UK, where it peaked at number three. To promote the single, photographer Mick Rock filmed a video that shows Bowie in make-up and a turquoise suit singing the song against a white backdrop. "Life on Mars?" is considered by commentators as one of Bowie's greatest songs, and one of the best songs of all time. Critics have praised Bowie's vocal performance and growth as a songwriter.

"Life on Mars?" has appeared in numerous television series and film soundtracks. The British series Life on Mars was named after and heavily featured the song, which is included on the series' soundtrack album. Actress Jessica Lange sang the song with a deep German accent on the fourth-season premiere of the FX television series American Horror Story: Freak Show. In 2019, Nine Inch Nails covered the song on their soundtrack to the HBO television series Watchmen.

"Life on Mars?" received a total of 63,1% yes votes! Previous David Bowie polls: #33 "I'm Afraid of Americans", #118 "The Man Who Sold the World" (cover).

[chasingthatjjunie]

(っ◔◡◔)っ 🩷 𝙢𝙮 𝙩𝙭𝙩 𝙛𝙞𝙘 𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙨 🩷

here are a few of my favorite fics that have made me laugh, cry, smile, scream, and probably feel every other emotion possible!

i'll keep adding to this list as i read. if you have any fics to recommend, i’d be so happy to read them!

𝗼𝘁𝟱 𝗱𝗿𝗮𝗯𝗯𝗹𝗲𝘀:

SILENT TREATMENT W/ TXT ~ @miupow 

GETTING STONED W/ TXT ~ @miupow

"Let's break up" prank ~ @skiiyoomin

Little things they do to make you needy ~ @taegimood

squish ~ @huckleberrykai (healed me 🫶🏽)

there's food at home ~ @huckleberrykai

let's dance the night away ~ @huckleberrykai

crush crush crush ~ @huckleberrykai

txt as types of office romance! ~ @itgirlgyu

txt as dilfs! ~ @itgirlgyu

txt as husbands! ~ @itgirlgyu

grocery store runs together ~ @thoughtsforsoob

txt meeting their long distance partner for the first time ~ @mazeinthemoon

𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗶 𝘀𝗼𝗼𝗯𝗶𝗻:

ALL FOR A BET ~ @jjunieworld ("everytime i'm away from you my soul calls out to yours and everytime i'm with you it sings from how complete it is" has to be one of the most beautiful things ive ever read)

saudade love ~ @kumabeom

the great bake off ~ @jjunieworld

ALIBI ~ @bunniwords

vanilla&citrus / coffe&lavender ~ @blue-jisungs

kissed and missed ~ @seoulzie

actirasty with soobin ~ @beomiracles

spit ~ @silvergyus

9:26pm ~ @silvergyus

to the moon and back ~ @p0ckykiss

office hours ~ @hyukalyptus (had me throw my phone across the room and start pacing!!! i literally could not put this down!)

𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗶 𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗷𝘂𝗻:

mango flavored ~ @biteyoubiteme (i think about this fic literally all the time)

crown radio. ~ @mazeinthemoon

9:05 p.m. ~ @agustdiv1ne

9:23 p.m. ~ @agustdiv1ne (um yes please...)

aquarium date with yeonjun ~ @blackhairedjjun

bed chem ~ @moamidzyism

THE UNDERGROUND ˒˒ 최연준 ~ @jjunieworld

girl dad yeonjun headcanons ~ @miupow

written in the stars ~ @blossom-hwa

shoong! ~ @beomie3

i wish i was a baller ~ @delcakoo

thoughts on food truck chef!yeonjun x office worker!reader ~ @blackhairedjjun

gold rush ~ @wave2tyun

you're not afraid of heights are you? ~ @beomiracles

flustering bestfriend!yeonjun ~ @taegimood

[bratty switch!yeonjun] ~ @heartchoi

lost ~ @huckleberrykai (one of the most heartwarming fics ive ever read!!! melted my stress away IM NOT EVEN JOKING)

found (part 2 of lost) ~ @huckleberrykai

i did something bad ~ @huckleberrykai (mafia yeonjun has me going brrrr)

a bouquet of flower ~ @p0ckykiss (this is the sweetest freaking thing ever!!!)

sucking on yeonjun's chain during sex ~ @taegimood

yeonjun w dumbification + spit kinks ~ @taegimood

emo yeonjun putting you on! ~ @hyukakisses

ditched and delirious ~ @seoulzie

just a little tipsy! ~ @aakomii-deactivated20240310 (ive read this just about a million times)

craving you ~ @miupow

Sir;; CYJ ~ @kpoptrashlord-007

REAL WITH YOU ~ @izzyy-stuff (literally all of my fantasies come true!)

𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗶 𝗯𝗲𝗼𝗺𝗴𝘆𝘂:

Stupid Cupid ~ @hybeboyenthusisast

an iron man ~ @niningtori

the final argument ~ @seoulzie

five kisses ~ @miupow (so so beomgyu!! <3)

totally unlabeled kisses ~ @heart2beom (the kisses at the end!!)

𝗸𝗮𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗮𝗲𝗵𝘆𝘂𝗻:

STRANDED ~ @beomiracles

guard (of my heart) ~ @blue-jisungs (“mine are on you only. and, well, the sea in case anyone needs saving”, THIS IS SO CUTE!)

pin me ~ @biteyoubiteme

𝗵𝘂𝗲𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗸𝗮𝗶:

straight a students ~ @silvergyus

daydreams & doodles ~ @seoulzie

𝗺𝘂𝗹𝘁𝗶-𝗺𝗲𝗺𝗯𝗲𝗿𝘀:

movie date ~ @biteyoubiteme (yeonjun and kai)

11:58 p.m. ~ @agustdiv1ne (yeonjun and taehyun)

busy signal ~ @biteyoubiteme (yeonjun and kai)

cozy holiday ~ @biteyoubiteme (yeonjun and kai)

[bi-writes]

If you have time I am kindly asking for Simon and the teams POV on the arranged marriage fic!! Like why they put that ad out! I also think they’re silly for doing the whole ceremony in their gear 👉👈

the arrangement prequel

it wasn't much of a choice. ghost knew this was coming, knew this might happen--disciplinary action from the increasingly...unorthodox ways he was coming back from an op.

one too many times, a capture or kill became looking for the pieces of their target scattered across the field. an accident on the way back to interrogation--he doesn't know how his blade ended up embedded in their mark's throat. he misfired his gun--it's too bad it went straight through that prisoner's forehead.

disobeying without saying no. taking matters into his own hands without exactly defying the rules. ghost had been walking along the boundary line for a long while, and he knew eventually someone would realize the risks he was taking.

it was kate's idea. ghost needed something to chew on, something to satiate the hunger in his bones. a companionship, is what she tells price, but even he knew that was a stretch. anything given to ghost would surely be shredded apart on impact. anything that belongs to him ends up tucked underneath layers of shadows, not to be seen again.

but ghost is the best at what he does. all kate needs is for him to fucking listen once in a while.

when they ride back in the humvee, ghost is fiddling with the chamber of his pistol when price speaks up.

"got somethin' new," he says, looking into the rearview mirror. the sergeants shuffle a little closer to hear him. "new program between CIA and SAS. pilot program, not...exactly routine. but they'd like one of you lot to be the first to participate."

"what is it?"

price clears his throat, "the legality is a grey area. but both parties need to be willing."

"spit it out, cap'n."

"an arrangement of sorts," he says finally. "it's...not a secret 's hard to keep a bird with the things we do...always away, hard to reach. but you're the best at what you do, and i think if you take it seriously, it could be good for one of ya."

soap snorts. "cap'n, ye wanna play matchmaker with us? see if we're worthy of little bonnie spies?"

price snorts, rolling his eyes, "i need you to set an example, is what i need. i need one of you to step forward."

ghost looks up when he says that. his eyes flicker, and he looks at his captain, who keeps his eyes on the road as he drives. he hears what price doesn't say. this is your punishment, he imagines. and you will take it and not say a word, like the lieutenant that you are.

in the dark of his room later that evening, he opens the file with your name typed across the front. CONFIDENTIAL it reads, and he flips the manila folder to spread your profile out onto the desk.

you're smiling in the first photo. it's a headshot, from high school maybe, from college, a pretty photo of you beaming at a camera with a nice background. he eyes your height, weight, measurements, the skills they've identified and the answers to your questions about why you want to participate in the program.

Q: What kind of partner are you looking for? A: Resistant. Unmovable. Loyal.

Q: Why do you want to participate in this program? A: I'm tired of being disappointed.

Q: What are some of the qualities you possess you would like your partner to know about you? A: I'm not afraid of what I don't know.

short answers, straight to the point. affirmative and honest, with no room for interpretation. ghost doesn't need interpretation; he knows what it is you're saying.

when he looks back at your picture, he brings it closer, narrowing his eyes as he studies you. the smile you wear, while beautiful, isn't real. it's a persona, a ruse, a costume that you wear to put the outside world at ease. you understand that a smile makes you agreeable, but he knows, somehow he knows, that there must be a tick that you feel that no one is able to quiet, an anger and a lilt to the soft voice you must speak in that carries the weight of your defiance and your disappointment with everything the world is that you thought it wouldn't be.

ghost isn't told that the program is a lie. you aren't an operative for the CIA, you aren't some kind of spy in need of company. when he reads the rest of your file, he is amused because he knows the rest is made-up bullshit that doesn't apply to you. you are as civilian as they come, but with how well you lie, he wonders if you should be recruited just for that.

with just a little training, he thinks perhaps you might be everything your country needs and more. a little blood wouldn't scare you.

it's weeks later when ghost eyes the date on his calendar. he has marked it with an X, black marker haphazardly traced there to indicate the day. he told price he doesn't want bells and whistles--no music, no men, no party. an unmarked room and his bride is all that is necessary.

he steps outside to smoke a cigarette. he sucks on it gently, blowing it out to the side, and he eyes the car that pulls onto base carefully. when price steps out of the drivers' seat, ghost stubs out the cigarette and turns the corner. he catches a glimpse of a lace veil before he disappears.

and when he steps into the room hours later, your back to him, he can't help the way his pupils dilate and the way his body goes rigid with rage. there you are, standing there, in white silk and lace, your back to him but the picture of elegance and the presence of something honestly deserving.

it is only when he lifts the veil off of your face and sees those eyes that he understands what you are, what you wear.

a façade, a beautiful mask of your own, to cover up the ugly you hold on the inside.

he smiles under the mask when you kiss him over the fabric. because fuck, yes...he doesn't care where you have come from. he doesn't care that they lied about who you are, that they didn't tell him the truth, that in all honesty, they have given you to die and you don't know it--he doesn't care because it worked, at least for him. the finest flesh he has ever set his eyes on. he cannot wait to brand you for what you are worth.

if they meant to punish him for the crimes he has committed, he is sorry. because you are his reward, and there is no hell to pay.

[midnight-mourning]

Roses are Red

💘💘Midnight's DCA Valentine's Day 2💘💘

I was feeling, something, when I wrote this, and by that i mean lots of flirting and such ajsldkfjklsjdf

Prompt: Gardeners Sun and Moon preparing a special bunch of roses for their dear Y/N and hiding an engagement ring in a single special rose. Y/N happily saying yes and giving the boys a smooch!

Word Count: 2403

Read here if you prefer ao3!

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You stand by the kitchen door, hand on your hip and brow raised. 

"This again?" You ask the moon-themed bot in front of you, as he leans one elbow on the counter. Awkwardly, mind you, with his height. 

He shrugs, despite very clearly blocking the door to outside. "I'm afraid I don't follow, Sweet."

You cross your arms, nodding to behind him. "Okay, then may I get past you to go outside?"

"Why bother?" He tsks. "Dreadful weather today, wouldn't you rather stay inside?"

You wrinkle your nose. "No. I think it's a lovely morning actually, based on how sunny it is, and the nice breeze coming in through the window. I'd like to read my book on the swing." 

You'd gotten up extra early for exactly this reason. You were hoping if you woke up just a bit sooner, you could sneak out and enjoy the garden as you'd so been hoping to. It was a bit frustrating that you had to put it that way. 'Sneaking out' of your own home. But that's what it had come to at this point. 

Loved them as you did, but your gardeners had been exceedingly... difficult over the course of the last month or so. Despite the spring months finally being upon you, the prime time to truly enjoy the garden and appreciate their hard work, you'd been banned from the space entirely. 

Keep in mind, they were always bashful when it came to their work, and would sometimes not let you see their handiwork in the early days of spring since it wasn't 'complete' until all the flowers bloomed. This was different however, as you hadn't been barred from seeing the castle gardens just mere yards from your residence, nor the plants being tended to in the greenhouse.

No, it was specifically what they were working on in your garden—the walls far too high for you to peek over, unfortunately—where the source of your woes lied. Apparently. They were being incredibly secretive about the whole affair, going so far as to deny outright that you were banned from your own space.

Or in this case, making excuses. 

"Ah, but the weather could change at any time. Surely you'd rather not take the risk and spend your time doing something else?"

You lean back on the kitchen counter. "Like?"

"Reading your book inside, of course." Moon nods, straightening and walking over to you. "Even better, you can read it to me, out on the parlor couch, perhaps. I could hold you, or better yet, you could hold me. I've a terrible crink in my neck that only resting in your lap can resolve I fear. What do you say?"

You tilt your chin up as he now stands in front of you, towering over you even when he sets his hands on the counter on either side of you. Not so subtly blocking you in. 

You hum. "Don't you have work to do?"

"Sun can handle himself for a bit, and really I think I've more than earned a morning's rest." He leans down so your faces are only a few inches apart. "You wouldn't deny your poor Beloved a break, Star. Right?"

You huff, though the temptation to take him up on his offer—and more—was at an all time high. "Beloved is a bit of a stretch at the moment."

"Is it now—" Just as the gap was about to close between you, Moon is gone. He makes a strangled noise of surprise as he's yanked back by a half-gloved yellow hand.

Sun releases him after a moment, cheery as can be. "More than earned a morning's rest, hm? Last I recall you didn't spend six hours potting pansies without a break, did you?"

Moon grumbles, but doesn't retaliate further than that. 

Before you can say anything, Sun turns to you, seeming to know what you were going to say. "The garden is off limits for the time being, Sunbeam. I might suggest the castle grounds for a good location instead. Once we've finished up here this morning I'd be happy to join you. I'll even bring lunch if you'd like." He finally finishes putting on his glove, adjusting his work apron. 

"And just where do I fit into that scenario?" His counterpart asks, searching around for his own outerwear.

Sun's grin widens further, eyes upturned crescents. "Why, you'll be busy trimming the hedges that you've been putting off all week, of course."

"That all sounds lovely, though I do feel bad for Moon." You step closer to the sunny animatronic, arms coming up to wrap around his neck. "But I do have to press you on the reason for why I can't access part of my own home. Which you live in, mind you."

He sadly doesn't buy into your scheme, hand cupping your cheek as his rays click. "You'll find out soon enough. No need to go spoiling the surprise at this time. Go enjoy your morning, Love." He presses a kiss to your forehead and you scoff lightly, despite the heat rising to your cheeks. 

"Fine. But no more putting mud on the windows, while I'm gone. Makes me feel like I'm living in a cave." You hadn't expected them to go to such lengths, though knowing them you weren't surprised either. 

"No promises~"

Later on in the day you do in fact, enjoy a picnic with Sun, Moon nearby as he begrudgingly trims hedges. Though, another week goes by, and you still can't enter the garden. Not to mention, the flirty banter you typically so easily exchange has dropped to practically nothing. 

Your advances are avoided, to the point you can hardly even get a goodnight or good morning kiss. Which, given that you were used to being overwhelmed with affection, being underwhelmed is, incredibly deflating. So, you decide to change your tactic. 

You wait until one of them is alone, in this case Sun, to strike. While he may act very blunt and avoidant with Moon around, alone you think you can get him to slip up and finally tell you what they're up to. 

You find him on a quiet rainy afternoon hard at work in the greenhouse. The rain pitter-patters softly against the glass far above, the space cast in a bit of shadow from the grey sky and plants that are all encompassing throughout. 

He's at a workbench, tending to a group of sickly looking hydrangeas when you find him. He jumps a fraction when your arms wrap around him, head resting on his shoulder as you watch him work. 

"Oh, hello, Starlight. What brings you here in these conditions?" Despite the evenness of his tone you can hear a tinge of anxiety underneath. 

Your hands shift to slide across his arms, causing him to freeze at your touch. "Was curious about you. Wanted to make sure you were alright."

"Well, as you can see, I'm simply just—" He hesitates as you turn to kiss one of his rays. "B-busy. Would hate for these hydrangeas to wither away because of a lack of care."

You chuckle, kissing him again. "I suppose so. What a pity." Just as he turns to face you, you pull back from him, moving to sit on the workbench instead. 

"Something else you need, Sweetpea?" Sun chuckles nervously, you can see the smallest hint of steam arising from him.

You have to smother your smirk to keep your own composure. "Nope, just want to watch you work is all. Don't mind me."

"Ah, of course."

For several minutes there's nothing but muted clinking and such as Sun works, posture stiff as you keep your eyes—and hands—on him. Just simple little touches, traces patterns on his forearms or handing him things every so often. It only spurs you further as you notice your plan is working, the flustered avoidance you'd been experiencing is now just fluster, and you see your chance. 

"You know. There is something else I'm thinking you could help with." You reach out and cup his chin. "If you're willing, that is."

You see his rays flutter just a tad. "That so?" 

"Mhm. It'd be really easy for you to do too. And if you do, I might have something for you in return." You lean in, just hovering your lips above his smile. 

He chuckles, eyes-lidded. "A trade then? I'm certainly not opposed."

"I was hoping you wouldn't be. Now, close your eyes—hey!" You're suddenly plucked off the bench and hauled over a shoulder by blue and white hands. Quickly marched away from a startled and utterly confused Sun, as you see when you glance back. 

Moon sets you down by the door to the greenhouse, displeased grin on his features. "Dirty tricks like that belong in the garden, Moonflower."

"Well, I'm not allowed in the garden, so I had to resort to other locations." You huff, brushing off your clothes. "Was that really necessary?"

He bends to your level, eye to eye and inches apart. "It was."

"You're not on my kiss list now, I hope you know that." 

Moon's hands cup your cheeks, faceplate spinning once. "What a shame then, that you're on mine."

He kisses you once, then steps back. 

"Tomorrow, if the weather clears up, tomorrow you can go in the garden as you choose. I promise." His thumb rubs against your cheek, troubled look in his eyes before he shakes his head. 

You keep your frown, despite the heat on your face, and nod. "Tomorrow, then."

You stomp out of the greenhouse and into the rain in the hopes of making it clear your resolve is temporary. In reality you think it just makes you cold, and wet. 

But, the next morning the sun peeks through the clouds and after a brief and somewhat quiet breakfast, your gardeners finally relent. 

While you're beaming with excitement, they both seem nervous as can be. You're so caught up in all the activities you wish to do that you're only half catching the anxious looks and fidgeted movements they share between each other. 

Sun's hands are clasped in front of him as he speaks. "We're sorry it's taken so long, Love. We had several setbacks—" He sends a glare to Moon, who shrugs. "But, we hope you like it."

"And if you don't, just keep it to yourself." Moon's hand rests on your shoulder with a snicker, though there's still that nervous hint to his tone. 

You scoff at the two of them. "I always love what the two of you create. Regardless of whether it's for me or anyone else." 

With a final sigh, Sun steps out of your way and you all but skip over to and out the door, the warm morning light hitting your skin like an embrace. The garden sparkles from the dew and the day prior's rain. All across—

"Roses?" You ask, in awe at the sheer abundance of them. 

Several varieties and colors cover the expanse of the garden, from the edges to the center. Every flower bed is filled to the brim with them. Yes, there's the typical flowers and bushes they plant as well, sprinkled in here and there. Primarily, however, are the roses. 

You walk through the grass with a sense of curiosity at the scenery around you. It's breathtaking, but not the least bit suffocating. Brimming with life, but not crowded. It was, in a way, perfect. 

Though, you don't understand why they tried so hard to hide this from you. Yes, it was stunning, but the secrecy you just couldn't—

As you turn around again, you see the two of them standing there, together, with a large bouquet in their hands. It consists of bright yellow and deep purple—near black—roses. 

"These are for you, if you hadn't already guessed." Moon's gaze is elsewhere as he holds the flowers out with his counterpart. 

Sun's rays are spinning quickly as you flick your gaze to him, he coughs and also looks away. "We, we hope it's to your taste. We got what we thought would suit you best."

You're too stunned to really think on the words. "Oh, these are, incredible." You say, gently taking the neatly wrapped bouquet from them. "For me, really? You didn't need to—"

Inspecting the flowers closer, you realize that in the center of the cluster, there's something shimmering in the middle of a rose. This one is different from all the others. Its center is yellow, but the outer petals expand out into that deep violet, with speckles of contrast all throughout. Lying in the very center however, is a ring. 

It clicks then for you. 

"This needed to be special, to show how much you mean to us, hence all the preparation." Sun states. 

Moon continues. "An ordinary flower wouldn't do you justice, nor would an ordinary proposal. The garden served as the best place to refine both."

You nod slowly, feeling a little more than just choked up. 

"Is, are you, will you—" Sun stops himself. 

"Would you do these two humble fools the honor of having your hand?" Moon asks. 

"Yes, that."

You nod again, quicker now, face on fire and tears pricking your eyes. "Yes, yes, absolutely yes!"

Before either can react you shift the bouquet so you can grab them both by their shirts, planting a kiss to each of their smiles several times. 

Breathless, you pull back to hug them both. "I would have taken just a simple stroll by the lake, you didn't have to go through all this trouble just for me. But know I appreciate it more than anything. Thank you, I love you. So, so much."

Based on the clicks and whirls that emit from the two of them, and the bits of steam, you think they're as overwhelmed as you in that moment. Sun's lop-sided grin and Moon's half-lidded daze makes you chuckle. 

"Duly noted." Sun states. 

Moon nods. "Don't spend four years seeding, growing, and experimenting with roses next time. Understood."

"Four years?" Your brows shoot up. "But we met just roughly four years ago."

"We know. We started on this about a week in."

At this you shake your head, laughing outright. You give them another kiss, and revel in that moment. 

It's going to be one you cherish for years to come.

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Thank you for the lovely request @amarynthian-chronicles!! I love how you always write the boys with a sense of whismy and charisma so I tried to channel that for this hehe ^^

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[toram-toram]

How to kiss a half-foot

(GN Reader x Chilchuck)

"H-hmm~"

Chilchuck couldn't stop moaning over the sensation of you bigger tongue around his.

It almost chokes him

It fills his entire mouth and it hits all the right spots.

It's too good.

You're insatiable as you never let go of his mouth to catch a breath

The lack of oxygen hurts his lungs.

Your hands cover half of his head and they are grabbing and caressing his cheeks, jaws and hair.

It makes him shiver.

Maybe because your nails scratches and tickles the best places on his skin;

Or maybe because the amount of pressure your putting over his head makes adrenaline flow through his heart.

It makes his instincts sound all of the alarms;

You're much stronger than him;

Bigger than him;

You could break his bones with you bare hands if you want it.

Once again you slide your tongue inside his mouth and it becomes impossible to breathe.

This is too much.

The man grabs both of your hands and pulls away.

"G-Ah! C-calm down will ya?? I can't hardly breathe with you kissing me crazy like that..."

He says out of breath, hands shaking and eyes unfocused.

And even if he's trying to look unfazed by your kissing, he could feel his cheeks glowing red.

When he regain his breath, Chilchuck watches the gears inside your head turning as you realizes you were being too aggressive.

You put a hand over your mouth as you gasps.

"Chilchuck!! I'm so sorry!! I..."

Your hands reach for his face but stops in your tracks, afraid to accidentally hurt him even by the lightest touch.

"I guess... I never thought about how kissing a half-foot is different than a tall-man..."

The man smiles and holds your hands:

"It's not like it's a whole different thing..."

He then gets up and sits on your lap, chests touching.

Like this, he had a better height advantage, so he places both hands on your jaw, and lifts up so your eyes could meet his.

"You just need to adapt to it... I can show you how if you let me."

He couldn't hold his lips as it turn it into a smirk;

And he's glad he did it because it was enough to make your entire face red.

You rests your forehead on his shoulder as you responds:

"Yes... please..."

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Anyway I'm fully convinced Chilchuck just wanted to be the one in charge of the kiss.

[2hightocare]

WHAT YOU NEED ✷

Synopsis: Jungkook and you try getting into the Christmas spirit, but you end up getting fucked up against the kitchen counter.

Pairing: Jungkook x f!reader

Genre: established relationship au!

Warnings: smut, size kink, light spanking, squirting, creampie, unprotected sex (don’t b dumb nd wear condom.) fluff, cussing, Jungkook has a dirty mouth. a kms joke, hair pulling and choking

Word count: 2.3k

A/n: let’s not sayyyy.. when i say i was giggling and kicking my feet i am not fucking lying! (Jk had me on a chokehold istg😒) they flagged my shit… um

Is it barely November 1st? Yes.

Are you putting the Christmas tree up already? Fuck yeah.

Jungkook would clown you for your love for Christmas, and honestly, you didn't care because you loved everything about it. The decorations, the new flavored coffee menu’s, the gifts underneath the tree, and the cold. You loved wearing beanies, scarves, and thick hoodies. Something about this holiday takes you back to your childhood—the way you would gather with your siblings and parents in the kitchen, making sugar cookies to put under the tree for Santa.

Were you heartbroken when your parents told you they were Santa? Yes. You felt betrayed after they lied to you for thirteen years of your life. When you shared your story with Jungkook, he burst out laughing, sharing that he found out at age nine after catching his parents in the act, making you want to cry for him.

Now here you both were at 10:40 pm assembling the Christmas tree. Jungkook's mom gifted you both, which is much bigger than yours from last year.

“Oh my fuck—this is too big, baby." Jungkook admires the height of the tree with his hands rested on both sides of his hips. Your excitement rises at how many possible ways you both could decorate it.

"Well, I can tell you hate it,” your boyfriend jokes as his hands wrap around your bare waist from behind. “Your hands are cold,” you flinch. Your hands wrap around his, trying to pass him your warmth.

“And if we decorate it with tiny dicks?” You crack your neck upward to see his reaction. “I mean, go for it, baby."

You swat his chest as he burst into a fit of laughter. “You swear you’re so funny, huh?” You look at him with a serious face, your mouth twitching from trying to hold in the big smile that wants to come out.

Jungkook just shakes his head. “Wanna decorate today with last year's decorations, or we can wait till tomorrow and buy new ones, and instead we can bake Christmas cookies?” He wiggles his eyebrows at you.

Anyone in their right mind would be thinking we’re crazy for already baking Christmas cookies when December is in a whole month. But you both didn’t care.

…

“We should’ve gotten pre-made cookie dough.” Your eyes look around at the marble counter in front of you, filled with all the ingredients your mother-in-law told you to use. “On god.” Jungkook stands beside you. “You know what? Let me call my mom. We need a tutorial, I'm afraid.” You giggle as he pulls out his phone, opening up FaceTime.

The phone rings three times before the camera fills up with your mother-in-law smiling sweetly. "Hi, my babies!” She says first, Your face lights up. “Hi,” you wave a hand to the camera. “Hi mom!”

“You guys look adorable,” she motions to your guys matching pink hello kitty pajamas. “Y/n bought them; I had no choice,” he lied, knowing damn well he wanted to match first. “Sureee.” You rolled your eyes at him.

The call continued as Jungkook's mom gave you guys simple instructions like beating the sugar and butter with a whisk, which Jungkook took over because your hand started to hurt, and gradually adding flour to the mixture, which ended with both of you guys covered in white flour because Jungkook turned the mixer too fast. After wishing your goodbyes, you both slightly shake off the flour, and you put the dough in the refrigerator. Apparently, you have to let it be firm.

“So now we have two hours to wait. I say we fuck.” Jungkook slaps your ass, making you squeal. “You’re horny??” Your hands make their way to his hair, slightly pulling. "Hm, maybe,” he whispers into your mouth, and he gives you a slow, wet kiss. “I’m still sore from earlier." I mumble in between kisses. “Was I too rough?” His rough hands massage your ass. You shrug your shoulders in his embrace.

“Christmas movie, then?” He asks, “I’m so down."

….

“Shit takes like ass,” you say, finishing up the cookie.

Your boyfriend looks around for the long-gone cookie. “I don't know; let’s ask the audience.” He looks around for the invisible camera. “Bitch!” You swat his arm, and he burst out laughing, holding on to his stomach.

“You literally ate that shit up.” His head is thrown back, and the most beautiful laugh roars out of him. “I will kill myself genuinely.” You chuckle while trying another cookie without the frosting you guys tried making from a tutorial on Google.

“The frosting is ass, cause this is a bomb,” you stuff your mouth with the remaining of the cookie humming at the taste. “Am I weird cause I fuck with the frosting?" He dips his pinky nto the bowl where the white frosting is before sucking it off. “Never mind actual shit." His nose scrunches in disgust, and his tongue sticks out, making you giggle.

"No, seriously, why is it so bad?” Jungkook takes a sip of the milk he had served not so long ago. “I have no clue, baby, but the sugar cookie itself slaps." You take your half eaten cookie up to your boyfriend's mouth and say, "Open, ahh." He immediately follows commands and opens before you shove his mouth with the golden cookie. “Mhm,” Jungkook's face scrunches as he bobs his head up and down, savoring the heart-shaped cookie.

“Probably the best cookie I had in a while, not gonna lie,” he states, taking a bite of the gingerman's head.

“Do we have cinnamon?” You make your way to the drawer where you keep all the spices. “ Found it,” you make your way back to the cookie before sprinkling some on your and Jungkook's cookies before taking a huge bite. “Oh my fuck," you moan.

"Oh, my fuck indeed.” Jungkook shoves the remaining cookie into his mouth, moaning at how it melted in his mouth. "Think, I just saw stars.” You say this while he side-eyes you. “Haha no.” He says that before picking you up on the counter, he settles in between your legs.

“Horny still?” You ask again, "Yes, very, I’ll be a gentle promise.” He leaves open-mouth kisses on your neck before slowly sucking.

“No marks.” You moan, your fingers slightly tugging on his hair and making him groan. “Scarf season, princess.” He looks up with a smirk on his face, then continues his actions, sucking and licking your soft spot. You bite your lip, trying to be quiet. Jungkook slowly grinds into your clothed pussy causing you to slip out a throaty moan. “Fuck—“ you throw your head back, your legs caging him closer to where you most need him. “I need you to lose the clothes and fuck me.” Jungkook chuckles at your demanding tone.

“Yeah? Want my cock already?” His hands rub on your thighs. You nod your head, looking down at the imprint of his now-hard cock. You reach for it, but Jungkook slaps your hand away, making you pout. “Patience princess,” Jungkook's hands tug on the band of your pajamas, pulling them down and taking your underwear along with it.

You squeal as your bare ass feels the cold counter top, and your boyfriend laughs before throwing the clothes somewhere on the ground.

Your pussy clenches over nothing, and you go to press your thighs together to relieve some of the tension, only for Jungkook to hold them wide open. He pulls his hard cock out of his pants, giving himself two pumps before slapping it on your wet center. Your gaze fixated on his dick on your pussy, your lips between your teeth moaning slightly when your boyfriend gives it another slap with his dick.

“So wet for me, baby,” he says, giving it another slap. "C'mere," Jungkook's picks you off the counter from your arms, “bend over. ” He orders.

You quickly follow his command, your juices dripping down your legs from how wet you were already. Jungkook spreads open your legs some more before making his way in between them, giving your ass a slap. “Fuck—“ you clench your thighs together as he soothes the red mark he just left. “Fuck, when are you going to let me fuck this ass.” Your boyfriend asks you, giving you another spank, making you squeak.

“Never,” you moan, making him chuckle under his breath. “Worth the try.” He jokes before sinking down into you, both moaning at the feeling. You felt so full. Jungkook is so big, stretching your pussy deliciously. “So big shit," you moan, your cheek pressed against the counter as he fills you up to the hilt. “You can take it, baby,” Jungkook says between gritted teeth. He felt you clenching around him, having him on the verge of coming right there in an instant.

“Always so good for me, baby. Want me to fuck you so good, huh?” He whispers into your ear, and you clench around him, earning you another spank, ripping a loud moan out of you. “Fuck me," you stutter over the pleasure your lower belly is feeling. “That’s what I like to hear, baby,” Jungkook says before pulling his cock out, just leaving the tip in before slamming into you. Your mouth hangs open as he repeats the movements over and over again. “Fuck just like that,” you grip to the edge of the counter, your eyes close immediately, as his rough hands compare to your smooth skin, hold tightly to the sides of your hips, pounding into you from behind.

“This cunt is mine, right?” Jungkook groans, sliding his cock in and out of your walls. You could only reply with a loud moan. But that’s not enough for Jungkook; your boyfriend wraps his hand around your hair, pulling you upward and arching your back in the process. “Use your words, princess.” He orders in your ear, his movements never halting.

"Fuck—your pussy! Only yours,” you spit out whatever words you could make a sentence out of. “Fucking you dumb, huh?” He lets go of your hair and moves his hand around your neck, adorning it like a necklace and applying some pressure. "Mhmm,” you moan, trying to open your eyes but shutting close after Jungkook slams into you again.

The room fills with the wet clapping sounds, groans, and moans that keep spilling out of your guys mouths. Your fingers find your sensitive clit, applying pressure and drawing small circles. "Fuck—I'm gonna come!” Your legs shake beneath Jungkook, and his arm wraps around your waist in case your legs give out on you.

“Yeah baby? Gonna come for me?” He slaps your hand away from your clit replacing it with his. Your back arches against him, and his cock continues hitting your g-spot repeatedly, sending you over the edge.

“Oh fuc—“ Your words are cut short when the pleasure in your belly finally snaps, and Jungkook's fingers furiously move on your pussy, making you scream into your hand. Wetness pools on your feet, dripping down your legs. “Fuck so hot when you squirt,” Jungkook continues fucking you through your orgasm, the overstimulation has you shaking underneath him. “Too much fu-fuck,” you head drops to the counter. You clench, sending Jungkook over the edge.

“Coming,” your boyfriend's head drops to your shoulder, his movements becoming sloppy, springs of cum shooting inside you, moaning at the feeling.

His movements come to a halt, his mind foggy, his cock throbbing when he pulls out, making you whine, feeling empty.

“Fuck fuck fuck fuck,” Jungkook mutters under his breath as he sees his cum dripping out of your hole. Without a second thought, he shoves it back in with his index finger. “Aw shit,” you moan at the sensitivity.

He chuckles, kissing your shoulder blade. “You were so good for me, baby.” He leaves open-mouthed kisses all over your back, breathing heavily. You are trying to catch your breath, and your legs feel like jelly, not being able to move from your current position.

“Mhm,” you hum softly, your eyes closing. "Baby, don’t fall asleep on me,” Jungkook smiles at you, picking you up in bridal style, making you to squeal.

"How the fuck can you be so cute after just getting railed?” Your boyfriend moves your hair out of your face as you try to snuggle into his chest. “You play too much,” you mumble.

Jungkook lays you down on the bed before disappearing into your guys bathroom; a couple minutes later, coming out changed and with a warm rag in hand, “here, baby open,” he coos motioning to your legs. You do as he says. He slowly cleans and wipes your center, making you moan from oversensitivity. “Almost done,” he says before giving a last swipe and throwing the rag somewhere in the room.

“Do you want a pill, baby?” He asks against your cheek, to which you nod. He stands up, walking to your side of the closet and getting you something comfy to wear. “Here. Be right back.” Jungkook leaves the clothes next to you and leaves the room.

As you change into your clothes, Jungkook waltz’s in with an ibuprofen and a glass of water on his other hand. “Here,” he says, waiting for you to poke your head out of his hoodie before handing you the small pill.

You swallow the pill without any complaints before dropping down on the bed. “So tired.” Your eyes close before you even hit the pillow, making him chuckle. “Worn you out, huh?” He teases before dropping beside you, pulling the covers over both of you. You immediately cuddle up to his side, feeding off the warmth he radiates. Your leg is over his torso, and your hand is on his chest.

“I love you, princess.” He whispers into your hair, leaving a small kiss on your forehead. “I love you; now let’s go, mimi’s." You kiss his clothed chest, hoping he can still feel the kiss.

[dedicateyourheartt]

Beside Me ( Zayne x Reader )

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ some more fluff because i love him <3 ☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

Zayne knew she would be here soon, scolding him for not taking a break to eat. Sometimes he wondered who was truly the doctor between them.

It was like a competition between them, who could nag each other more. It was like their way of showing affection, a love language of sorts.

He watched the door to his office swing open, unable to stop the way the corners of his mouth perked up. There she was, her brows furrowed and her lips perked together as she saw him at his desk.

"It's 1 in the afternoon and you're here instead of eating lunch," She scolded and walked over to him.

"Hello to you too sweetheart," Zayne hummed as he leaned back in his chair.

His met her eyes, amusement etched onto his features as she leaned down to match his height better. She was always his favorite part of the day, morning, afternoon, night. Whenever he saw her, it made his day better.

"You're always taking care of me and then forget to take care of yourself," She huffed as she reached out and caressed his cheek.

"Taking care of you is quite the job," He teased with a small smirk, earning him an eye roll.

"Yes well...come on I'm taking you out for lunch," She held his hand, pulling him up.

He chuckled, nodding and pulling off his white coat. She was always so convincing, or rather, she never took no for an answer.

The day was nice, the weather cool but not enough to need a coat. She felt him reach for her hand, intertwining their fingers as they walked down the street towards a small cafe.

She smiled to herself. Zayne wasn't the type to engage in public displays of affection but he always needed to hold her hand. She found it endearing.

"A table for two please," She said politely as they walked into the cafe, the waitress leading them to an empty table near the back.

They settled into their seats, looking over the menu. It was a small cafe, one they visited often.

"Look they have a new special," Her voice was teasing as she spoke, "roasted carrot soup."

Zayne couldn't stop himself from rolling his eyes, "Yes, then maybe you should get the tomato soup special with the grilled cheese."

She laughed, the sound music to his ears. The waitress came over, taking their order before walking away. She felt him hold her hand, a small smile spreading on her lips.

He pretended not to notice, scrolling through his phone for any important messages regarding patients or upcoming surgeries.

They had a quiet lunch, paying before leaving. They had barely taken a few steps outside before his hand was holding hers again.

"You hate public displays of affection but you're always holding my hand," She said, her eyes meeting his as they walked.

He felt heat flush his face at her comment, not realizing how often he held her hand. In truth, he didn't know why he did it. He supposed he just wanted to make sure she was really there.

Sometimes he had nightmares, ones he woke up from with heavy breaths and his skin dripping with sweat. Ones where he committed terrible acts. In a world where everything was so different, where wanderers roamed the city. One where she didn't exist.

"Do you not like it when I hold your hand?" He questioned, trying to act nonchalant.

"That's not what I meant-" She stuttered and turned to face him, "you just hate kissing me in public or having people know we're together, but you're always holding my hand."

He cupped her face, pulling her in for a kiss. She fell against him, quickly melting into it. Her hands gripping his shirt, afraid she might collapse if she let go.

He pulled back a few moments later, people walking past them and murmuring to each other. A few young girls giggling and whispering.

"You are the most special person to me," He said, his eyes meeting hers, "sometimes I just like keeping us private, but maybe I should show you how much you mean to me in public as well."

She smiled at his words, her hands cupping his face, "I was teasing, although I wouldn't be opposed."

He let out a soft laugh, wrapping his arm around her shoulders as they continued to walk back to the hospital.

He looked over at her, seeing the way her eyes wandered around the city and the sights. He felt his heart clench, his nightmares were just nightmares. She was here, beside him, and he would do anything to keep it that way.