#♔ drabble

[cameronsbabydoll]

ENGAGEMENT PARTY — ARRANGED MARRIAGE AU

WARNINGS — none! quite fluffy actually

The limo ride is smooth, the deep hum of the engine the only sound filling the space. You sit beside Rafe, your body slightly turned toward him, though there’s still a certain distance between you. He’s quiet, his focus on the city passing by, but the tension around him is palpable. It’s the kind of event that makes even someone like Rafe feel the weight of everything he’s inherited—the expectations, the pressure, the constant need to play the part.

His arm is stretched along the back of the seat, and his hand rests casually on his thigh. The cigar in his other hand burns lazily, its thick smoke swirling in the small space, the scent so familiar that it almost feels like a comfort now. You sit there, your fingers lightly playing with the hem of your dress, watching the way the faint glow of the streetlights hits his profile, his sharp jawline set in a firm line of thought.

You don’t speak at first, unsure of what to say, unsure of what you should say. You’ve gotten used to his silent, confident presence—used to the way he doesn’t feel the need to fill every silence with words. He always has a sort of calm around him, even in moments like this.

Then, just as the quiet becomes almost suffocating, Rafe breaks it with a soft chuckle, his eyes flicking to you. “I know you’ve got a sweet tooth, sweetheart.”

Before you can react, he pulls a small candy out of his pocket—something wrapped in a shiny foil. It’s a gesture that catches you off guard, the tenderness in it almost out of place when you consider everything that’s happening tonight.

You take the candy, your fingers brushing his just a little, and you offer him a soft smile. “Thanks,” you murmur, feeling a bit silly for being so grateful over something so small. But the way he seems to know you, even in the smallest details, makes it feel personal. Like he’s paying attention, even when the world around you is watching both of you closely.

Rafe leans back in his seat, his cigar still glowing, but his attention is now on you. “You know, I don’t like playing the part of the perfect fiancé,” he says, his voice low, casual. “But I’ll do it for this one night. We can act like the future everyone wants us to be.”

You look at him, catching the amusement in his eyes. You know this is all part of the act—the smiles, the perfection. But for a moment, you catch a glimpse of something more underneath that cocky grin. Maybe it’s not just for the night. Maybe it’s for good.

The limo pulls up to the venue, and the building looms ahead, its grand facade gleaming under the soft lights. The chauffeur opens the door for you, and you step out first, feeling the eyes of the guests already on you. You’re escorted inside, and Rafe’s arm slips around your waist, guiding you through the sea of well-dressed business people and socialites.

As the night unfolds, Rafe is in his element. His posture is confident, commanding the attention of everyone around him. He speaks with ease, his charm effortless as he greets family friends and associates, discussing everything from business ventures to the weather like it’s second nature. And you stand beside him, at first just playing the part of the beautiful fiancée, nodding politely, smiling for the camera flashes.

The moment feels distant, like you’re living in a carefully constructed world. But it’s also easy to get lost in it. Tonight, you feel like you’ve slipped into a role that you can’t quite escape. The spotlight is on you, and on Rafe, and everyone is watching.

You catch Topper and Kelce in the crowd, and they both approach with grins plastered on their faces, leaning in to congratulate you.

“Rafe, man, you really scored this time,” Topper jokes, clapping him on the back, his eyes briefly flickering toward you. “She’s a keeper. Can’t say you’re the easiest guy to settle down with.”

Rafe grins back at him, his arm firmly around your waist as if to claim you. “You know it,” he says with a smug look, his hand resting just above your hip, as though he’s marking his territory. “But I’m not one to miss a good thing.”

Kelce chimes in with a wink, his voice slightly lower, teasing. “She’ll look damn good on your arm, man. Definitely the kind of girl you show off at these things.” His eyes sweep over you, appreciation clear in his gaze.

You blush, unsure of how to react to the attention, but you just smile and nod politely. You’ve always known this side of Rafe—the charming, confident version of him who draws people in with ease. But being at the center of it, beside him, is a whole new experience.

The party continues, and the night seems to drag on. The guests come and go, offering congratulations, their compliments flowing like fine wine. You smile and nod, offering polite responses as Rafe stands by your side, keeping his hand on the small of your back.

Finally, as the night begins to wind down and the guests start to trickle out, the crowd thins. The atmosphere shifts from lively celebration to something quieter, more intimate. The lights dim, and the music softens, leaving the sound of clinking glasses and faint laughter in the background.

As the party comes to a close, Rafe looks down at you, his expression shifting slightly as he notices your exhaustion. He takes your hand, gently leading you away from the noise and the crowds. You don’t ask where he’s taking you. You just follow him, your curiosity piqued.

Rafe leads you to a balcony overlooking the city, the cool night air brushing against your skin. It’s quieter out here, away from the people, and for a moment, it feels like the two of you are the only ones in the world.

Rafe pulls something from his jacket pocket—a small box of pastries, wrapped up carefully. He hands it to you with a sly grin. “Figured you’d be craving something sweet by now,” he says softly, his tone almost fond.

You laugh softly, reaching for the box. “You know me too well.”

“Yeah, well, someone has to take care of you,” he says, his voice quieter now, but there’s a tenderness in it that catches you off guard. His usual cocky smirk softens as he watches you open the box, revealing the delicate baked goods inside.

You take a bite of the pastry, savoring the rich, buttery flavor, and glance up at him. “Thank you. For tonight.”

Rafe doesn’t say anything at first, just watches you with that unreadable expression. But then, as if finally allowing himself to drop the facade, he reaches out and brushes a lock of hair behind your ear. “You’re doing just fine, sweetheart. Playing the part perfectly.”

The compliment makes your heart flutter a little. There’s something about the way he says it—like he sees you, like he knows the effort you’re putting into this act. And maybe it’s all part of the game, maybe it’s all just for show. But the way he looks at you now, his hand lingering near your cheek, makes you feel like it’s real.

And in that moment, standing on the balcony with Rafe, you realize that no matter what happens, this—whatever it is between you two—is the part you’ll never be able to escape.

[ducktastic-dad]

@infernal-blaze  ;  A familiar shadow gestures at Lucifer to look its way. There's something hidden behind its back! A knife? A note? The shadow outstretches its hand, a bright and jagged grin on its face. It offers Lucifer a bouquet of vibrant yellow flowers. The moment those flowers leave its hands, it disappears with a silent cackle as the sound of a crackling radio grows ever closer. When Alastor rounds the corner, he is clearly in a disheveled state. His ears are pinned back and he was still in the process of pulling his coat over his shoulder. When his eyes finally land on Lucifer and the bouquet, he stops, stares, and immediately turns around to walk away with a very distinct red coloration on his face. unprompted asks  ━  always accepting.

it  is  not  often  that  alastor's  shadow  separates  from  its  host,  from  what  little  lucifer  has  seen  of  its  more  mysterious  habits.  once  before,  he  can  recall,  the  silhouette  came  to  him  seeking  some  form  of  attention  ;  much  like  it  is  now,  in  his  peripheral  view.  morningstar's  gaze  turns  at  the  encouragement,  somewhat  endeared  by  the  obviousness  of  those  gestures,  and  he  approaches  the  dark  figure  that  has  manifested  outside  its  usual  flatter  state  against  the  walls  of  the  hotel.  that  too  is  unusual. then  he  glances  down,  suddenly  aware  that  the  entity  is  holding  something  behind  its  back,  and  cocks  a  brow.  there  are  not  many  things  lucifer  would  expect  to  receive  from  alastor's  strange  extension,   (  if  at  all,  )   but  considering  how  it  has  behaved  in  the  past.  .  .  he  somehow  feels  less  inclined  to  believe  it  will  be  as  horrific  a  gift  as  alastor  himself  might  bring.  a  shiny  trinket  it  found  laying  around  ?   maybe  lucifer  dropped  something  earlier  without  noticing  ?   or  ━  flowers,  bright  and  entirely  too  vibrant  not  to  notice  against  the  contrast  of  its  dark,  spectral  body.  the  brilliant  yellow  is  eye-catching,  entrancing  lucifer  enough  to  take  the  bouquet  without  any  thought  or  hesitation,  and  it  is  only  when  alastor's  shadow  dissipates  into  wisps  that  he  is  able  to  give  the  gift  a  proper  once-over. 

it's.  .  .  sweet.  his  smile  etches  into  the  apples  of  his  cheeks,  and  creases  the  bags  under  his  eyes.  he's  not  entirely  too  sure  what  to  make  of  it  ;  whether  the  flowers  are  somehow  symbolic  of  something  unsaid,  or  if  they  were  picked  with  the  simple  association  in  mind  of  lucifer  to  the  colour.  maybe  he's  overthinking  it  entirely.  not  much  more  time  is  given  to  ruminate  over  what  or  why,  though.  not  before  the  chaotic  sputtering  of  static  draws  close  enough  that  lucifer  turns,  just  in  time  to  see  alastor  round  the  corner  looking  like  a  mess.  safe  to  assume  their  state  has  something  to  do  with  the  flowers  ━  and  he  intends  to  ask,  but  alastor's  near-immediate  turn  in  the  opposite  direction  robs  him  of  the  opportunity. a  hand  reaches  out,  and  lucifer's  amusement  can't  be  helped  when  he  calls  after  them,

❝    we-hell  hey  now  ━  pff,  hold  on  !    ❞

followed  then  by  the  devil  trying  to  catch  up  to  his  gift-giver's  pace.  not  so  easily  achievable  when  he  is  competing  with  their  lankier  legs,  but  a  light  jog  might  help  close  the  distance.

❝    ha-wait  up  !   come  on,  what  are  you  ?  ━  embarrassed  ??    ❞

[daeremiros]

𝐈𝐍   𝐇𝐄𝐑   𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐒   𝐓𝐇𝐄   𝐃𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑   𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒   𝐈𝐍   𝐇𝐄𝐑   𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐒𝐏, a silver fang trembling in the breath of night. ( A mercy or a reckoning, it waits. ) Before her, the beast writhes in the dark; it is gaunt with longing, ribcage hollowed by years of want, its eyes twin moons eclipsed by famine. It is fear and fury intertwined, it is all she has lost, the whisper of every death she has left in her wake. It watches her, unblinking. ( It knows her name. ) She should end it. Should bury the blade deep in the soft belly of this thing that haunts her steps. It has long hunted her across deserts, through palaces of marble and sand, across battlefields drenched in the copper-sweet scent of dying men. It has snarled at her heels in the hush before war, in the silence after ruin. But now—now it is starving. ( Now it kneels. ) She sees herself in its sunken flanks, in the sharp juts of bone where flesh has withered away, in the way it does not lunge, does not bare its teeth. It only watches. ( Waiting. ) A blade should not hesitate. A queen should not falter. But her hand does not fall. She exhales, and the beast exhales with her; its body shifts, the tremor of a dying star just before it collapses, just before it births something anew. Its edges soften. The hunger in its eyes dims. The wound in her chest no longer festers. She steps back, and the beast does not follow. It lowers itself beside the fire, curling into the embers, and the night does not shatter. For the first time, it does not haunt her steps. It does not demand to be slain. She has let it live.

And in doing so, she too remains.

[corrunuptia]

your Annalise is everything I love your take on her the way you write her is fantastic

ok so i was cleaning up my inbox and i found this again and i just wanna say thank uuuu i simply could not delete this. i didnt have it in my heart. even if its been gathering dust for so long.

im so glad there are people out there who enjoy my writing at all, but especially with annalise, a muse i think i really struggle to actually put out there. i'll try to write her more again, if only for you, my dearest bri ♥

[kinglyisms]

Just a normal meeting in the Castle.

"I'd like to try and reach some sort of resolve today. Toshiro brought up expanding a bit of the Forest into the Desert area? Spreading some green over there. Which would involve talking with Eric and.... the gremline."

The silence that follows his words are deafening and it feels more like he's talking to the wall. Akira is taking notes at least, makign little side ideas that they'd probably go over later. That was at least reassuring, someone was listening. Amir seemed to be in thought, probably debating how well that would even go. Artemis likes Amir, which means they'd take him and use him as a distraction while they hold a meeting with Eric. He hates when they do that.

Toshiro seemed pleased he was listened to, but his attention was focused across the room on Wyatt who seemed to be attempting to set Luka on fire. Both of them on opposite sides of the room, it's impressive they've made it even this far in the meeting without blood already being shed. Hiroki runs his gaze across the broken, fractured rather pathetic seeming court he has and wonders again how they manage to get anything done.

"Thoughts...?" He tries.

"We could send Luka over there. Monsters get along well with other Monsters." And now Hiroki wants to smash his head against the throne when Wyatt picks a fight. At least they started some sort of discussion over this?

Luka takes it in stride. "I like Eric. I wouldn't mind talking to him." He shrugs a bit, gaze flicking across Wyatt as if he's dismissing him to look at Hiroki. "Akira will just need to write up some pointers." Talking is not his strong suit.

Hiroki thinks they've made half a progress before Wyatt opened his mouth again. "Psychopaths seek similar company. Monsterious shitbags are drawn to other fuck heads. Of course you'd get along with a demonic bastard like whatever the fuck Eric is."

"Then I suppose as the local witch with wide open legs would be drawn to incubus?" Luka asks, blinking at Wyatt.

Silence perminantes for a while, everyone staring wide eyed at Luka and then look over at Wyatt. It's like watching a game of tennis, wondedring who was going to strike next, who was going to gut the next person that speaks. It takes a minute, perhaps Wyatt either seething or testing the waters. And then he moves.

Wyatt raises his arm up and throws his hand across his body, tossing a whip of energy at Luka. The Vampire tilted his head to the side, being just grazed by the wave of magic, and his bright red gaze opens to look at the Witch. And the chaos finally broke out. Wyatt gathered up more energy and tossed another whip at Luka, throwing his magic at the Vampire in the hopes of something landing in between one of his movements.

Luka plays with him, like teasing a dog with a favorite toy. Each attack missing him with a hairs breath as he moves only the required amount to dodge the attack. It's a game they've seen before, and one Luka grows tired of very quickly. When the next attack misses he moves all the way into Wyatt's space and raises his hand up. The back of Luka's hand connects with Wyatt's cheek and throws the Witch across the room into the wall.

Hiroki stands but doesn't move any closer, watching Luka with worry that today might be the day he kills Wyatt.

The Vampire tugs on the bottom of his glove, pulling it more into place as he walks toward the Witch. The temperature in the room drops, an icy chill settling around them as the sound of his boots click with each step. Ice prints settle on the ground as he walks, his magic seeping out of him like a leak.

"I've put men 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙨𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 ten feet in the ground. Do you think I'll 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 and let you do whatever you want? That I'll just take it and not 𝘿𝙀𝙁𝙀𝙉𝘿 myself?" He stopped in front of Wyatt and settled his red gaze on the bleeding man. "Wake up. I'm older and stronger than you, Witch." And he will put him down.

[httpsserene]

httpsserene’s table of contents | page one

key: fluff ♡ | angst ♢ | crack ♧ | smut ♤ | suggestive ✢ | male!reader ♔ | series ➜ | author's fave ✦ | driver lineup (who i write for) | REQUESTS OPEN.

special editions

✦➜♤ f1 kinktober 2023 [oneshots] | httpsserene's first kinktober event (10 separate kinks with f1 drivers).

✦➜♤ 1k special — track limits [fanfic] | max and charles don’t mind receiving a five-second penalty for slipping past your boundaries. seeing a black and white flag doesn’t scare them in the slightest; not when you're performing so well under their guidance.

♤ 2k special — the daniel ricciardo edition [oneshots] | it's his one-man show. you ask for danny ric, and he will always over-deliver.

��♤ 3k vday celebration — routine maintenance [mixed] | 3k followers prompt list & nsfw alphabet requests.

the driver line up A -> P

#23 ALBON, ALEX.

➜♡ seal you later [smau] | alex makes the worst first impression. you try to stay mad at him, no matter how badly he tries to make it up to you.

#14 ALONSO, FERNANDO.

♡ hobby hopper [smau] | nobody can keep up with your growing list of hobbies, except fernando.

#12 ANTONELLI, KIMI.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ·˚ these books are still being printed !

#38 BEARMAN, OLLIE.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ·˚ these books are still being printed !

#10 GASLY, PIERRE.

✦➜♤ f1 kinktober 2023 [oneshot] | witchcraft & aphrodisiac kink.

#44 HAMILTON, LEWIS.

➜♤ f1 kinktober 2023 [oneshot] | tender sex & cockwarming kink.

#16 LECLERC, CHARLES.

♤ you got me touching [oneshot] | there’s no reason for charles to be jealous of men who are stupid enough to think they have a chance with you.

♡ bed head [drabble] | your daughter is her father’s twin.

♡ cuddles [drabble] | morning cuddles (with #1 verstappen, max).

✦➜♤ f1 kinktober 2023 [oneshot] | corruption & orgasm denial kinks (with #1 verstappen, max).

✦➜♤ 1k special — track limits [fanfic] | max and charles don’t mind receiving a five-second penalty for slipping past your boundaries. seeing a black and white flag doesn’t scare them in the slightest; not when you're performing so well under their guidance (with #1 verstappen, max).

♡ 1-800-HELP-ME-PARK [smau] | fans notice that charles’ cars are suddenly being parked perfectly. come to find out, his (secret) girlfriend has been parking his ferrari like butter.

➜♡ (flower) arrangements [smau] | you are a florist in the heart of monaco, solely focused on operating your flower shop without any distractions. your friends are adamant about you needing a break to breathe air that isn’t floral scented. kika, in particular, thinks you need to add some spice to your life—you are unaware that "spice" is scuderia ferrari formula one driver, charles leclerc.

#4 NORRIS, LANDO.

♡ singing in the shower [oneshot] | lando’s usually well spent sunday off with his girlfriend is different this time around. you put off your everything shower and wash-day causing some edits to the usual routine. how the night ends, however, is 100% lando’s fault.

♔♢ emotional affair [oneshot] | lando has many regrets, the most painful one being the fact that he encouraged you to date oscar.

♡ snoring [drabble] | lando snores.

♡ grip [blurbs] | he loves the way you feel under his hands.

♡ groceries [drabble] | you know a thing or two about baking, because you’ve baked a thing or two (with #81 piastri, oscar).

♡ it's us against the world [drabble] | surviving a power outage with your boyfriends. (with #81 piastri, oscar).

✦➜♤ f1 kinktober 2023 [oneshot] | pu$$y worship kink.

➜♡♤ sip of sunshine [fanfic] | as a cart girl, you’ve never been intrigued by any of the men you serve on the green. by complete chance, you meet carlos and lando—they monopolize your summers for the unforeseeable future (with #55 sainz jr, carlos).

✦♧ let's go golfing [smau] | maybe you shouldn’t be late to any event you go to, or bare minimum don’t make any bets you know you’re not going to win. having no hand-eye coordination is not great when you’re being forced to play golf.

✦♡ posh spice [smau] | a few years ago, everybody was saying you were too pretty for lando, but now they’re drooling over him? you will not be letting this slide. 

✦♡♧ mama y papa [smau] | you and lando are blessed with a beautiful baby boy (with #81 piastri, oscar).

$81 PIASTRI, OSCAR.

♡♢ best i ever had [mixed media] | oscar really just wants to hear you laugh again.

♡ uptown [drabble] | part two of best i ever had.

♡ groceries [drabble] | you know a thing or two about baking, because you’ve baked a thing or two (with #4 norris, lando).

♡ it's us against the world [drabble] | the power goes out during your livestream (with #4 norris, lando).

✦➜♤ f1 kinktober 2023 [oneshot] | car sex & squirting kink.

✦♧ who told him to get jacked [smau] | oscar’s girlfriend is feral on main.

✦♧✢ hot and ready [smau] | you accidentally leak a private song you made as a birthday gift for your boyfriend.

next | 𝐩𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨 (𝐑 -> 𝐙)

© httpsserene - photos used from pinterest. do not reupload.

[rodolfoparras]

RODOLFOPARRAS MASTERLIST

MDNI, 18+

♚ Top Male reader ♔ Bottom Male Reader 🎲 Gender Neutral Reader ♞, verse male reader

🎲 ♚ GN but suitable for top male reader 🎲 ♔ GN but suitable for bottom male reader 🎲 ♞ GN but suitable for a verse male reader

HEADCANONS

König w/ a size kink | x ♚

CONTENT TAGS: SIZE KINK, DEGRADATION, BLOWJOBS, RIDING, KÖNIG W/ A SMALL COCK, SEX TOYS, MIRROR SEX, SDH

Sex w/ Gaz | i, ii, iii, iiii♚

CONTENT TAGS: MENTIONS OF BLOW JOBS, CUM PLAY, MENTIONS OF FACIALS, SPITPLAY, BALL GAGS, ROUGH SEX, BREATH PLAY, RIMMING, POWER DYNAMICS, MIRROR SEX, FACIALS, HOMEMADE MOVIES, BRAT!GAZ, FTM!GAZ, NIPPLE PIERCINGS, SLIGHT EXHIBITIONISM, DRUNK SEX, POSSESSIVENESS KINK, BRAT TAMING, HAND JOBS, WATERSPORTS, SENSORY DEPRAVATION, THREESOMES

DRABBLES

In which you and Keegan get up to some fun of your own while at work x| ♚

SPITBALLS

What it would be like…. Rimming w/ Gaz while he sleeps x | ♚

CONTENT TAGS: SOMNOPHILIA, RIMMING

What it would be like…. rimming w/ Gaz x | 🎲

CONTENT TAGS: RIMMING

What it would be like…sex w/ Gaz while he wears nothing but…. x | ♚

CONTENT TAGS: JEALOUS!GAZ

What it would be like…. free user reader w/TF141….x | ♚

CONTENT TAGS: THREESOME, OVERSTIMULATION, FREE USE

What it would be like… alpha reader w/omega TF141…x | ♚

CONTENT TAGS: A/B/O, POSSESSIVENESS, EXHIBITIONISM

What it would be like… barrack bunny reader w/ TF141…x | ♚

CONTENT TAGS: OVERSTIMULATION

What it would be like…dating barrack bunny Soap…x | ♚

CONTENT TAGS: WRITTEN DEGRADATION, BJOBS, FOURSOMES

What it would be like… Rodolfo w/ a high sex drive… i, ii | ♚

CONTENT TAGS: OVERSTIMULATION, GUIDED MASTURBATION, USE OF TOYS, ORALSEX, COCKWARMING, SCENT KINK

What it would be like…Ghost as a dad…x | ♚

CONTENT TAGS: BREEDING KINK

What it would be like… baby trapping w/ Graves…x | ♚

CONTENT TAGS: BREEDING KINK, ATTEMPTED BABY TRAPPING

What it would be like… baby trapping w/ Gaz…x | ♚

CONTENT TAGS: BABY TRAPPING

What it would be like… Alex w/ a mommy kink…x | ♚

CONTENT TAGS: MOMMY KINK

What it would be like…secret relationship w/ Alex…x | ♚

CONTENT TAGS: JEALOUSY, RIDING

SERIES

Thinking about…

Thinking about all the times you’ve made Ghost cry x | ♚

Thinking about how Alejandro is the type to tease you for your weapon of choice x | 🎲

Thinking about how Soap would never outright confess that he likes you x | 🎲

Thinking about being in a Polyamorous relationship with Ghost and Soap x | ♔ 🎲

Thinking about how sex with Soap is absolutely ridiculous (in the best way possible) x 🎲

Thinking about old Soap and new Soap x | ♚

ONE SHOTS

Remedial Work x

There seems to be a consensus among your classmates at the police academy that you and Leon don’t get along. However, they couldn’t be more wrong. | ♚

MISC

Soap Alphabet x | ♞

SPITBALLS

What it would be like… titty fucking Peter x | ♚

CONTENT TAGS: TITTY FUCKING

What it would be like…… Miguel with a breeding kink x | ♚

CONTENT TAGS: BREEDING KINK, BULGE KINK, LACTATION KINK

What it would be like… Miguel during spider mating season x | ♚

CONTENT TAGS: MIGUEL W/ TRAITS OF A SPIDER, INAPPROPRIATE USE OF WEBS

DRABBLES

In which you and Spot try something new….x | ♚

SERIES

Thinking about Miguel and the kinks he likes to indulge in x | ♚ 🎲

Thinking about The Spot and the kinks he likes to indulge in x | ♔ 🎲

Thinking about all the ways you can be intimate with The Spot x | 🎲 ♔

Thinking of all the ways you can be intimate with The Spot x | 🎲 ♚

Thinking about Noir and the kinks he likes to indulge in x | ♚

ONE SHOTS

Finish line x

In which Peter learns that a little bit of encouragement goes a long way | ♚

Color show x

In which Noir wants to learn about colors and you’re more than happy to help | ♚

Laundry day x

In which Peter discovers some unusual perks with laundry day | ♚

Detective’s work x

In which Noir tries to keep you off the streets and you try to keep him inside the sheets | ♚

Workload x

In which you find ways to spend time with your boyfriend Miguel even though he’s busy| ♚

One More Time x

In which both Peter and you learn that one more time doesn’t always mean one more time | ♚

Pillow Talk x

In which Peter, a married man, gets off to the thought of being with someone other than his spouse | ♚

Lights, camera, action x

In which you make it your personal mission to ruin Noir’s career by fucking him | ♚

ONE SHOTS

Nothing compares x

In which it’s your first time with Eddie | ♚

Brainrots, fic ideas, nsfw discussion about characters and hc discussions with my lovely anonies, mutuals and followers x

[venusjeon]

morning after

a l'aquelarre drabble

the morning after, you wake up convinced he regrets it.

♔ PAIRING: witch!jungkook x human!reader

♔ GENRE: magic au, angst, humour, FLUFF

♔ WORD COUNT: 0.8k

♔ WARNINGS: mentions of sex, swearing, a bit of anxiety, making out

♔ AUTHOR'S NOTE: i don't know why this has taken so long given how short and simple it is, but here's a ball of fluff for you (also known as a jungkook!)

The radiance of the sun squeezing through the blinds woke you up the next morning.

It was a softer welcome into the day than jolting awake to turn off an ear-piercing fucking alarm, but nonetheless annoying, so you turned your back on the source of light to be met with that of Jungkook’s naked one.

Last night hadn’t been a dream, huh?

You smiled against the pillow at each memory. Dancing closely at the party, holding hands on your way back, kissing under the exploding bracket lights,  gasping against each other’s skin as you came… It had been perfect, and so was waking up next to him. Usually, you’d hurry to get dressed and out of the place of whatever guy you’d hooked up with to avoid the typical morning after awkwardness, but this time around there was none at all. No, you felt cosy enough to stay. You didn’t need to wonder why, the answer had been there for weeks. Because I love him.

But, in silence apart from the light breathing of both, seconds passed. And more seconds. And more, and more. And suddenly you feared he regretted it. Not the sex, which was undeniably bomb, but the fact that he’d had it with you. A girl who just happened upon his shop. It was a miracle he hadn’t realised yet there was nothing really to you, but what if he’d needed to fuck in order to work it out? You knew Jungkook wasn’t the type who’d ditch a girl after getting in her pants, but you couldn’t blame him if he didn’t know that instead of love, all the feelings that had been brewing inside him since you met translated into a lust that could be solved with a night of passion.

You began to contemplate leaving. It would make things easier if he indeed had no feelings for you; spare him the trouble of having to kick you out and make it clear that he didn’t want to date you... For the first time, you’d leave a guy’s place brokenhearted.

By Jungkook’s yawn and stretching at the other side of the bed, turns out your plan was thwarted.

Should you pretend to be asleep? You considered it in the short time it took him to turn over, but decided against delaying the blow and to get it over with as soon as possible. No need to prolong the apprehension.

Then, as his eyes fluttered open and the first thing he saw was yours, a soft smile stretched his lips still sore from your lovely abuse of them the night before, and it became ever so clear that of course this boy was in love with you. How could you doubt it? Idiot.

“Hi,” he whispered with a raspy voice you wouldn’t mind getting used to.

“Good morning.”

Jungkook’s hand shyly sought yours and held it between your bodies, caressing it gently as though it were precious and delicate—hysterical, given the force with which he’d non-stop thrust into you hours ago, but you kept that to yourself. With the passing of minutes in a comfortable silence, your eyelids became heavy, as Yoongi’s did when petted. If humans could purr, rest assured you would. Once your eyes completely shut, Jungkook took the chance to get you off guard and leaned in to kiss your cheek, making you smile.

“Sneaking up on me, you witch?”

He chuckled, “You do bite.”

Before he could get away, you buried your fingers in his silky locks and lightly pushed the back of his head close, guiding his lips to yours to bite them not too hard, but enough to rile Jungkook up, tempt him to kiss you back.

And there was the heat again. You felt it both inside, igniting each nerve in your core, and outside, as his hot breath mingled with your own. While you wondered whether it was the nearest you’d ever get to feeling magic, he was sure the addiction that had once corrupted him fell embarrassingly short of it.

Anyone would think you’d bewitched him but Jungkook didn’t care, wasn’t ashamed, gave in willingly to the effect you had on him. He wanted you to come to his shop every day and to kiss you deep as he now was. Instinctively, your legs spread and wrapped tightly around his bare torso, and Jungkook took the hint to climb on top.

Just as he was doing it, though, the door opened with a creak. A meow followed.

Jungkook broke the kiss to sigh.

“I can’t believe him,” he muttered, getting off you and failing to kick Yoongi off the bed the second he jumped on it. “Get out.” The familiar responded with a hiss. “No, you fuck off!”

“Come on, let’s play with him a little,” you struggled to say between giggles. “He’s so cute!”

“He’s a perverted cat, is what he is.” Jungkook didn’t hesitate to get up—a great sight, given he was naked—and drag Yoongi out to the living room, despite his attempt to cling to the sheets by the claws. Closing the door behind him, Jungkook rushed back to the bed and on top of you. “Besides,” he whispered in a low voice that gave you goosebumps, “I want to play with you alone.”

[daniwrld]

𝗠𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁 ! ( ˘ ³˘)♥︎

𝙝𝙞 𝙡𝙪𝙫𝙞𝙚𝙨! 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙬𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙡 𝙢.𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩 <33

𝙄 𝙖𝙥𝙤𝙜𝙞𝙯𝙚 𝙞𝙛 𝙞𝙩 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙨 𝙗𝙖𝙙 :,(, 𝙞 𝙙𝙤 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙖 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙪𝙩𝙚𝙧, 𝙨𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙚 𝙤𝙣 𝙖 𝙥𝙝𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙡.

Guys i'm an italics abuser and proud. I'm sorry💔

♡︎ = 𝗌𝖿𝗐/𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿

𖦹 = 𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗌𝗍

♔︎ = 𝗇𝗌𝖿𝗐/𝗌𝗆𝗎𝗍

✔︎ = completed

! ALICE IN BORDERLAND !

𝖠𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗎

𝖠𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗎 𝗁𝖼'𝗌 | ♡︎ |

❝Such a soft boy,, how could you live without his love?❞

𝖢𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗒𝖺

Chishiya one-shot | 𖦹 |

❝You were about to walk into the door, but you caught sight of his eyes. They looked so soft,, as if they hadn't taken you apart and put you back together with a single glance last night.❞

Chishiya one-shot | ♡︎, 𖦹 |

❝Chishiya wanted to trust,, to love you.. without feeling like it was a shotgun held to his ribs.❞

Chishiya one-shot | 𖦹 |

❝Chishiya let his fears get the best of him❞

Chishiya one-shot | 𖦹 |

❝Chishiya regretted wanting to understand.❞

𝖢𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗒𝖺 𝗁𝖼'𝗌 | ♡︎ |

❝Oh, dear Chishiya—this is how it feels to be in love.❞

Chishiya drabble | 𖦹 |

❝Chishiya pondered. Why did you stay?❞

Chishiya one-shot | 𖦹 |

❝I loved you, and you killed me.❞

𝖳𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖺

𝖳𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖺 𝗁𝖼'𝗌 | ♡︎ |

❝Lover boy,, and all for you.❞

Urumi

Urumi x reader | ♡ |

❝pocky crumbs and sweet kisses, at least you're alive.❞

! Y/N IN THE BORDERLANDS AU !

y/n in !made up queen of hearts | 𖦹 |

! WATTPAD AIB FICS !

Ocean of Emotion (Chishiya x oc) ✔︎

The curious militant (Chishiya x oc) ✔︎

For her (Kuina x Oc)

Glitter (Chishiya x oc) ✔︎

Blue (Chishiya x oc) ✔︎

Red (Sequel to blue)

Mechanical orchids (Chishiya x oc || THE HUNGER GAMES X AIB.)

Serendipity (Usagi x oc.)

How to write an AIB fanfiction! ✔︎

𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙖𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙙, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚 𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙢 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 :33

𝙍𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙣!! 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙠 𝙮𝙤𝙪!!

[novasintheroom]

Prince!Vash arranged marriage AU masterlist

Painting by Kyle Ma.

Story Chapters - TBD

Drabbles/Headcanons

♔Prince!Vash arranged marriage AU headcanons - Part 1

Prince!Vash x Princess!Reader; general headcanons about the first part of the Prince!Vash story, your evolving relationship, etc.

♔The villagers and their prince...and new princess

A drabble about how the villagers and city folk view their prince...and his new wife.

♔ Favorite flower

Prince Vash intends to find out what your favorite flower is.

♔Journaling and royalty

Prince Vash learns about your interest in journaling.

♔Tournament day

A tournament where Prince Vash gets to show off his archery skills for you.

♔Getting dressed w/ Prince Vash's help

You ask your husband for help getting dressed.

♔Kissing Prince Vash's cheek

You kiss Prince Vash on the cheek, just to see what happens.

♔Visiting your old kingdom and family

A visit to your family, and particularly, your father.

♔A "jealous" kiss w/ Prince Vash

Drabble about you talking w/ your former fiance and how Vash reacts.

♔Prince Vash caught staring

Drabble about Vash being caught staring at his beautiful wife (you).

♔Late to court

Drabble where you're almost late to court, but Vash stops you just before the doors...

♔Laughing with the duke's son

Small drabble about Prince Vash seeing you laughing with a duke's son.

♔The door between rooms

You finally open the door between your rooms to ask Prince Vash something...

♔A thunderstorm for the night

Drabble about how a thunderstorm comes knocking, so you seek out Vash for comfort.

♔How would Vash propose?

You ask your husband how he would actually propose if he was given the chance.

♔The idea of a new wedding

Vash brings up the idea of having a new wedding for you two.

[ducktastic-dad]

@13xwishes  ;  [ 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐌 ] (Sinner!Whisp)   🌙  *  ―     𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐒  ━  accepting.

the  sensation  is  dizzying,  walking  out  into  a  sea  of  monstrous  faces  the  devil  makes  every  effort  to  avoid  eye  contact  with  ;  their  king,  absent  from  the  annual  purges,  having  been  tucked  away  in  his  cushy  ivory  tower  for  so  long,  has  not  walked  a  public  sidewalk  in  ━  how  many  years  ?   .  .  .  long  enough  to  earn  his  peoples'  scorn,  he's  sure.   (  he  swears  he  can  hear  it  in  passing  mutters.  )   even  with  his  recent  move  into  the  hotel  it  has  been  difficult,  facing  sinners  every  other  day  with  the  guilt  clawing  in  the  back  of  his  mind.  that  lucifer  is  the  one  who  has  damned  them  from  the  very  dawn  of  existence.  and  then  as  if  that  was  not  enough,  he  found  a  way  to  make  them  suffer  even  in  the  afterlife,  souls  torn  apart  by  heaven-tipped  spears  to  scatter  what  little  existence  is  left  of  them  until  they  have  lost  all  sense  of  who  or  what  they  were.   (  the  eyes  that  develop  in  grotesque  growths  along  building  walls,  peeking  through  the  cracks  to  stare  daggers  at  him.  he  deserves  it.  )   perhaps   “  dizzying  ”   is  not  a  strong  enough  word  for  how  he  feels. 

despite  not  needing  to  breathe,  he  finds  finds  himself  struggling  for  air,  staggering  the  shallow  rhythm  gradually  until  he  is  making  a  conscious  effort  to  quiet  his  panic.  being  self-aware  only  seems  to  make  it  worse,  and  it  is  not  long  before  his  company  notices.  whisp,  who  has  taken  the  time  out  of  her  day  to  assist  him  in  restocking  the  hotel's  arts  and  crafts  supplies,  (  because  apparently  that  is  a  necessary  step  towards  redemption,  according  to  his  well-meaning  but  ultimately  naive  daughter,  ) has stopped them both. the  sinner  pulls  him  aside  ━  a  brazen  move  he  can  forgive  just  this  once  ━  into  one  of  the  neighboring  alleyways,  thankfully  absent  of  roaming  souls.  it  would  be  mortifying  if  anyone  else  were  to  see  the  expression  hiding  beneath  the  rim  of  his  hat.  feeling  a  grip  upon  his  shoulder  is  able  to  ground  him  somewhat,  enough  to  now  realize  that  she  is  speaking  to  him.  it  is  difficult  to  listen  ━  hearing  the  words,  but  not  registering  them  for  what  they  mean,  so  he  takes  a  guess.

❝    thank  you  ━  i.  .  .  i  think  i  just  need  a  minute.  uh  ━    ❞

breathless,  he  shrugs  away  from  the  subtle  weight  over  his  shoulder.  escape.  he  wants  to  escape,  and  be  done  with  this  embarrassment.  to  crawl  back  under  the  covers  of  his  bed,  within  the  safe  walls  of  his  apple  tower.  he  should  have  never  left.

❝    why  don't  you  head  back  ?  .  .  .   i  mean  ━  why  don't  i  head  back  ?   a-ha  ━  to  the  hotel.  i'm  sure  you  can  handle  this  errand  on  your  own.  i'll  let  charlie  know.    ❞

without  waiting  for  a  response,  a  portal  opens  for  lucifer  to  step  through.  shameful.  he  will  have  to  apologize   (  in  what  few  ways  he  knows  how,  )   to  whisp  when  she  gets  back.  until  then  ━  he  needs  to  be  alone.

[daeremiros]

𝑫𝑨𝑵𝒀 𝑯𝑨𝑫 𝑵𝑶 𝑫𝑬𝑺𝑰𝑹𝑬 to see King’s Landing crumble into a smoldering wasteland, haunted by restless spirits and the echoes of its own sorrow. The bitter taste of weeping had filled her cup far too often; she had drunk deeply of grief and would have no more. In her heart, she dreamed of a kingdom radiant with life—where robust men feasted heartily, where fair maidens danced under the sun, and where children’s laughter rang out like sweet bells. She longed for her people to gaze upon her with joy, to lift their faces in reverence as she passed, just as Viserys once whispered they had for her father, long ago. But before she could build this dream of beauty, she knew there was only one path forward:

The path of conquest.

[argyleheir]

♔ : Finding the other wearing their clothes

Dracula/Harker

(I know technically this is already half-canon...)

Fertile ground indeed, thank you for the request @nossumusstellae <3

Drabble - Wear

[Fandom: Dracula | Pairing: Dracula/Jonathan]

It isn't how the seam has split in three separate places, the once fine black wool ripped to expose the lining. It isn't the mud wicked all round the hem. It isn't the wolf hairs or the pine needles or the burs stuck on. It's not that it's dripping wet.

It isn't the blood flecked on the tie… and the collar… and here, down the breast…

It isn't that in wearing Jonathan's cloak, Dracula should have some need for him.

It's that when Jonathan raises it to his face, breathing deep, he can even in captivity taste the night air.

[logicallabyrinth]

✰ Yandere King/Emperor (Lucian Grant) ♔

♤ - smut/nsfw, ♥︎ - yandere, ✦ - fluff, ☾ - angst, ♧ - multi char, ✭ - personal favorite

Oneshots

empty sorry

Drabbles

empty sorry

Headcanons

empty sorry

Asks

Yandere Lucian Grant with male reader who refuses to marry him ♥︎

Yandere Lucian Grant with rebellious darling ♥︎

Yandere Lucian Grant with rebellious darling 2 ♥︎

Yan! Lucian Grant with darling who randomly got animal features ♥︎

Yan! Lucian Grant capturing rebellious darling ♥︎

Yan! Lucian Grant with darling who is giving silent treatment & starving themselves ♥︎

Yan! Lucian Grant with workaholic darling ♥︎

Yan! Lucian Grant with accident prone darling ♥︎

[hiraethwa]

the library of dreams

── personal favs ♔

k a r a s u n o

kageyama tobio

to be loved is to be known ♔ — ongoing series, angst, fluff i want all your midnights — drabble, fluff mine — drabble, smut

s h i r a t o r i z a w a

ushijima wakatoshi

one summer day — ongoing series, angst, fluff princess — drabble, smut ohayo — drabble, smut

n e k o m a

kuroo tetsuro

ghost of you ♔ — oneshot, angst

a o b a j o h s a i

matsukawa issei

icarus — drabbles, angst

iwaizumi hajime

catch me if i fall — oneshot, fluff, light angst

oikawa tooru

catch me if i fall — oneshot, angst

i n a r i z a k i

miya osamu

lost and found — multipart, angst

[httpsserene]

httpsserene’s table of contents | page two

key: fluff ♡ | angst ♢ | crack ♧ | smut ♤ | suggestive ✢ | male!reader ♔ | series ➜ | author's fave ✦ | driver lineup (who i write for) | REQUESTS CLOSED.

the driver lineup R -> Z

#3 RICCIARDO, DANIEL.

♤ the daniel ricciardo edition [oneshots] | it's his one-man show. you ask for danny ric, and he will always over-deliver.

♤ mouth like liquor [oneshot] | driver, roll up the partition, please.

✦➜♤ f1 kinktober 2023 [oneshot] | overstimulation kink (with #1 verstappen, max).

#63 RUSSELL, GEORGE.

✦♤ rock the boat [drabble] | a salt-bathed, sun-drenched, yacht trip seduces you into slow and sensual sex underneath the sunbeams.

➜♤ f1 kinktober 2023 [oneshot] | vampire & biting kink.

#55 SAINZ JR, CARLOS.

✦➜♤ f1 kinktober 2023 [oneshot] | were-shifter & predator/prey kink.

➜♡♢♤ sip of sunshine [fanfic] | as a cart girl, you’ve never been intrigued by any of the men you serve on the green. by complete chance, you meet carlos and lando—they monopolize your summers for the unforeseeable future (with #4 norris, lando).

♡ haute couture [smau] | from photo shoots to spontaneous vacation changes; carlos loves you loudly.

#2 SARGEANT, LOGAN.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ·˚ these books are still being printed !

#47 SCHUMACHER, MICK.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ·˚ these books are still being printed !

#18 STROLL, LANCE.

✦➜♡♢ error 404: plot not found [smau series] | gaming & lifestyle youtuber!reader has been searching for her meet-cute romance. has she finally found it at the ski-resort?

#22 TSUNODA, YUKI.

✦♡ why don't we go there [mixed] | yuki's private tours include exclusive features, just for you.

➜♤ f1 kinktober 2023 [oneshot] | frottage & abs kink.

#1 VERSTAPPEN, MAX.

♔♡♢ i care [oneshot] | max comes to a realization about his father. you support him through the fallout.

✦♡ virtual racing bootcamp [mixed] | you start showing interest in sim racing. max's only option is to turn you into the best virtual-racer there ever was--well besides himself, of course.

♤ K.O. ! [oneshot] | Max (the man unable to not have the last word) coerces her into giving Daniel a taste of his own medicine.  As soon as they can manage to walk on two feet, without a wobble. Mark their fucking words. 

✦➜♤ f1 kinktober 2023 [oneshot] | corruption & orgasm denial kinks (with #16 leclerc, charles). / overstimulation kink (with #3 ricciardo, daniel).

✦➜♤ 1k special — track limits [fanfic] | max and charles don’t mind receiving a five-second penalty for slipping past your boundaries. seeing a black and white flag doesn’t scare them in the slightest; not when you're performing so well under their guidance (with #16 leclerc, charles).

✦♡ your honor, he's a simp [smau] | an unplanned hard launch reveals more than a relationship. it exposes the biggest simp of the century.

WOLFF, TOTO.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ·˚ requests for wolff, toto — are no longer being accepted !

♤ toasty [oneshot] | you make toto his favorite bread. he’s going to thank you for this surprise properly.

♤ a bun in the oven [oneshot] | part two of toasty.

♡✢ cabin getaway [blurbs] | snapshots of your post-season getaway with toto.

THE GRID

✦♤ DNF therapy [blurbs] | what goes down in their driver's room with you after a dnf. (#1, #4, #16, #44, #55, #81)

PLATONIC!READER

♡ girls just wanna f1 [smau] | you make hit songs when you’re not driving a formula one car. your fellow drivers love to feature in your music videos.

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