#PLEASE DONT HE/HIM IT PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE

[rawme-price]

Vampire!soap x reader, but ghost has to chaperone😔

Ur beloved boyfriend tends to get really fucking hungry. You dont mind, you keep a decent diet and take iron supplements. However after a very close call when soap got a bit too blood-drunk, ghost takes it upon himself to supervise whenever soap drinks from you.

Only thing is that vampires have natural aphrodisiacs that are allegedly meant to soothe whoever is being bitten. This ofc means that you get insanely horny whenever soap needs to drink, and usually he just fucks you bc he is your boyfriend. The first time ghost is there, you try really hard to stay focused but end up whining anyways "johnny- Johnny please- I need you, please? I dont care- please-"

Soap ends up reaching a hand into ur pants, and you coast by like that. Ghost doesnt say anything, doesnt mention the incident that he got front row seats to at all. The only indication the whole thing wasnt some insane dream is that next time ghost mutters a "you two can...take care of it, however you need."

Which leads to Johnny desperately railing u into the mattress, no doubt getting off on being watched (freak). Ur so, so close, when soaps mouth is pulled away from ur neck, and suddenly hes firmly pressed against the wall. Ur heads spinning just a bit, but you can see ghosts stern look as he ruthlessly jerks soap off, reprimanding him for taking too much.

Anyways ghost gently works u back up, legs hooked over his own to give soap a good view of what he could've had if he wasnt so greedy lol.

[yan-randomfandom]

OKAYS GREAT i was thinking of like plat yan saja boys x overworked teen reader, reader is a highschool student thats overwhelmed by schoolwork so when they're amongst the crowd of the saja boys performing soda pop they really couldnt care less and just walked away(⁠◔⁠‿⁠◔⁠)

Platonic!Saja Boys x GN!Teen!Reader

a/n; stranger danger is ignored here, PLS!!!! do not copy what the reader does here

— 🫧

"Huh, what?" you mumble, eyes blinking separately in weariness. "What are you talking about?"

Are you that exhausted to start hallucinating about the men you saw performing earlier in the day? The leader, Juni or whatever his name was, stands in front of you with a cryptic smile. Why the fuck were they talking to you? You can't do this right now.

"Uh," he shifts the pen and paper in his hands. "Constructive criticism, please? You're part of our age range, but you don't seem to be interested. Why is that?"

You stare. "I can't do this right now."

Turning around, you plan to walk nonstop, but the other boys block your path. You look at them, bamboozled.

"Did you guys," you sigh, rubbing your eyes, half-expecting them to disappear once you open them again, "follow me all the way here for feedback? Don't you have a manager for that? Come on, dudes."

Much to your dismay, they still existed after you open your eyes.

"I mean, I worked so hard for this, I—" Juni rambles behind you, but you really could care less.

"Type shit. Not everyone is going to like you," you turn your head slightly to meet his eyes. "And unless you can do my homework for me, then I won't do any survey."

You face the rest of the band, using your arms to gently push them away. They let themselves be pushed; thank goodness you don't have to call the cops.

"We—We'll do it!"

You pause. "What?"

"Your homework! And then you'll give us your thoughts, right?"

You turn around with an evil smile.

— 📒

You haven't felt this relaxed in years.

Mystery gives you the last of the last, and you give him a happy grin. A smile of his grows at the sight.

"Thanks, Mist!" you chuckle, taking a peek at his work. It's not the prettiest handwriting, but the answers seem legit. "Good job!"

You grab a lollipop, a hairbrush, and a dumbbell, giving them respectively to Baby, Romance, and Abby.

Juni comes from around the corner. "So when you say this, then it means that. Blah blah blah, bloo bloo."

"Yeah sure whatever Juni," you shrug, not really listening. "Hey, aren't you guys gonna leave yet? You're lucky my parents are on a vacation."

They all stare at you.

"...Guys?"

They don't answer.

"Are you not... going to leave yet? Guys?"

They glance at each other.

"...Do I have to call the cops?"

— do u?

— also stranger danger!!!!! do NAWT let strangers into your house even if they're pretty, ESPECIALLY when they followed u home. DONT!!!!

[markos-husband]

Hector Valentino Airnesto Condicionado Headcanons

Sfw

• Chubby. Without a doubt this man is chubby. We never really get a good look at Hector without his cardboard box he calls clothes (I love you Hector, please get some actually clothes my love). We can see his body a bit better in his ending and, to me at least, he look very clearly chubby but its also kinda hard to see his body.

• I love his face so much, I can't even describe it. His soft jaw, his slight double chin, his curls, his crooked nose AHHHH- He's so perfect.

• He has some of the best handwriting you've ever seen. His cursive his beautiful but him writing in Spanish is other worldly with how beautiful it looks. I think that he loves to leave you letter and notes for you to find, especially if he knows you're having a hard day.

• Smells sooooo good. I imagine him smelling like hazelnut, cocobutter, and that smell when you turn on the heat for the first time in the winter, that sorta smokey, dusty smell. He's also well groomed. He uses soap, body wash, shampoo, conditioner, and a hair mask every time he takes a shower, and not a five in one.

• He's gives off Phantom of the Opera vibes for sure and I thinks he's definitely written songs for you but I dont think he a good singer. I love him! But that man couldn't sing to save his life, his off tempo and slightly off key. It not his voice that's the problem, just rhythm issues.

• Speaking of Hector's voice, he does occasionally speak to you in his deep voice, especially during intimacy but he get embarrassed talking like that when there isn't a barrier between you and him. I actually like his natural, higher voice despite a lot of people not. If you don't like Hector in his cardboard box, high pitch, double chin form, you dont deserve him as he faceless, mysterious figure in the vents 😤.

• Some of his favorite nicknames for you are "my love" "my darling" "mi amor" "sweet boy" and "my starlight" when he's feel poetic.

Nsft

• Average size. He isn't crazy big but he's not small either. He had dark curls down there that he trims now and then but most let's go wild. VERY sensitive tip that constantly drips pre-cum, no need for lube!

• Switch but mostly a bottom, and definitely a sub even when he tops. If you ask him to be more dominant he will but you're always the one in control over him. He focuses on your pleasure always, please tie him up and make him cum a few times.

• He's loud but very embarrassed about it. He covers his face as tried his best to be quiet but when you pin down his hips to keep him from squirming and thrust so deep you hit his prostate, how can he be quiet? All the objects in the house know about what happened just from Hector. He always tries to talk during sex which get a bit frustrating because he just keeps telling you that he doesn't have to cum and that he'll be okay when he very clearly is about to cum from your touch. Gag him and the moan and whimpers that escape will be ungodly.

• Very open to trying new thing. Bondage? He can tie a good knot and doesn't mind the feeling of control being taken away. Toys? Anything that will make your experience more pleasurable even if they toys are for him. Wax play? Ice cubes? Uh, he might be a bit too into this one...

• Begs. This goes along with how loud he is but he will beg like there is no tomorrow, he is not ashamed to ask for what he wants.

• Aftercare is cleaning each other up and then cuddling. Hector is the little spoon, without a doubt, but he also really likes to read to you afterward when you're all cuddled up in your warm blanket.

First time doing headcanons in years bro, I hope yall like this!!

[bowxs]

@thecrazzykidzz requested this one for soldier boy!!

3. “thats not what i meant and you know it”

75. “your making a mess everywhere”

76. “do you feel how deep i am?”

you didnt even know what you were arguing about- well, you knew, ben didnt really. he had made some offhand comment about how your butt seems bigger recently and clearly you didnt like that

“so you think im fat” your arms are crossed infront of your chest in a way that made them look so unintentionally good, ben couldnt help but stare. it only a lasted a second before you snapped your fingers at him, clearly not pleased

“eyes up here, benjamin!” you said, clearly annoyed with his behaviour. “baby, i never said you were fat i said your butt has gotten bigger-” “which means you think i gained weight, which means you think im fat.” you argue as if it makes perfect sense

“baby, c’mon, thats not what i meant and you know it” ben says in that stupid, almost condescending voice that always hits the right spot for you. damnit.

“cmon, lemme make it up to you”

youve lost count of the amount of times youve cum already, and bens not even close to done with you. your overstimulated, spent, but so fucking wet still

“look at you baby, your pussys begging for more” he coos, his hand rubbing your wetness and spreading the slick all over your mound and along your thighs

“couldve just said you wanted me to fuck you, didnt need to be all upset with me” he says, but your not paying any mind as he lines himself back up with your entrance, not bothering to go slow as he pushes in

your back arches off the bed as you feel him slide back into you like he belonged there, and you can practically feel your insides moulding around him like a home to keep his cock in

“shit- look at that” his voice is almost one of awe as he looks down at your stomach, a small bit visible bulge appearing and disappearing as he thrusts in and out of you, slowing down to watch it

ben presses down on the bulge, just enough so you can feel it so deep inside of you, you think you might actually pass out from pleasure. “do you feel how deep i am baby?”

all you can do is whimper and nod, the pressure of his hand only heightening the feeling of him inside of you, and you dont know how but it makes you want him even more

it only takes a few minutes for a mix your wetness and bens precum to form a ring around the base of his cock, the sticky sound filling the room

“your making a mess everywhere” ben’s voice is gruff and deep, his eyes watching the sticky mixture between you two stretch each time we pulls away from you, the sight only spurring him on “dripping onto the fuckin’ sheets- jesus”

“ben- ben im gonna cum- oh god” your head is thrown back onto the sheets as your legs tense up, mouth hung open in a string of moans as your 3rd 4th orgasm of the night washes over you

“yeah baby, cum on my cock- justt like that” and god if those words dont make you want to cum again

[hyunjincanraptoo]

I know you mostly do hyunjin fics but I was wondering if you could to a bangchan one? I was looking for one I was thinking of and I couldn't find it and I thought I'd ask you because your fics are so good! Could you try to make a first time with chan one? Kind of like your hyunjin one that you made buy a chan version of it idk I've just been so dululu lately and I need a fic like that, but if your but please dont rush if your doing other things♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

Bed of roses- B.CH

First of all, hey!! I am SO sorry it took so long. I love your ideas, they are always great. And honestly at this point I am writing for all members + ateez hehe

And in second place, I want to dedicate this fic to beautiful @ktxoxoxo. Feliz cumpleaños, baby! I promised you a bed of roses and here it's hehe Wish you all the happiness in the world and I hope you had a great day 💜

Word count: 1.4k

Warnings: smut

Alexa, play Bed of roses by Bon Jovi

You didn’t mean to break the bed, but in your defense, the bug was huge.

One moment you were peacefully folding laundry, the next you were shrieking and jumping on your bed like it was a lifeboat and you were on Titanic. And apparently, your bedframe wasn't built for dramatic bug escaping adventures.

It cracked beneath your weight with a crunch. Not totally broken, but enough to collapse slightly.

Which is how you ended up sitting on the floor, texting your new boyfriend in absolute shame.

You:

I broke my bed cause of a bug 💀

Channie:

😭 How big was the bug??

You:

Big enough for me to panic and jump like an olympic gymnast

Channie:

I’m coming over, babe

We’re going to IKEA

“Okay, but I thought you'd laugh more”, you say as he pulls into the parking lot, “Like, isn’t this the kind of thing you'd roast me for?”

Chan hums, “It is, but also I’m gonna romanticize this. We’re going to IKEA together like a new married couple”

You blink at him.

He grins, “Don’t tell me you never imagined walking around those fake rooms holding hands, pretending we’re furnishing our home?”

“Okay. Maybe once. Or twice”

He hops out and comes to your side of the car, lacing his fingers with yours the moment you step out, “Good! Let’s get delulu over furniture”

You roll your eyes. But your giggle anyway

•°. *࿐

It begins in the kitchens.

“Oh, I could totally see us making breakfast here”, he says, tapping a marble counter, “You scrambling eggs while I steal kisses and burn the toast”

“In your fantasy, I’m the one cooking?!"

“I’m better at kissing”

You blush and move on, but he follows with a lazy hand on the small of your back.

“Look at this one”, he says, pointing to a tub, “Our kids could splash around in here”

You choke, “Kids?!”

He shrugs, amused by your expression, “Too soon?”

You poke his chest him, “Way too soon”

He pouts playfully, eyes warm. “Fine. Just imagine you in it. Bubbles, candles and me on the rug beside it, feeding you strawberries”

You laugh, “You romantic menace”

But the worst is the bed section. He sits down on a queen sized one and pats the space beside him.

You sit.

Chan leans back, legs wide, arms resting behind his head like he belongs there.

“I could definitely see us making kids on this one”

Your breath catches.

He glances over with a smug grin, but it softens when he sees your expression— flushed, quiet, hopeful.

“Too much?”, he asks gently.

You shake your head, trying to stay cool, “Just... haven’t thought that far ahead”

He leans in, brushing his fingers against your knee, “No pressure. I like where we are”

You nod, “I like it too”

•°. *࿐

You buy the bed. And Chan insists on paying for half of it.

“I’ll cover half”, Chan says as he hoists one of the heavier boxes into the trunk.

You arch a brow. “You sure? I broke the bed”

He grin,. “And I helped you pick a new one. That makes it ours now”

You narrow your eyes, “Are you trying to co-own my furniture?”

He shrugs, slamming the trunk closed, “Maybe I just want you to think of me every time you get in bed”

Your jaw drops, “Christopher Bang!”

“What?”, he says innocently, but the smirk is anything but innocent

“I love you”

He walks past you, enlacing your pinkies together as he heads to the driver’s side, “I love you too, baby”

•°. *࿐

That night, you stay over at his place.

He tosses you one of his oversized shirts, makes you dinner, and kisses you slowly on the couch before pulling you into bed. It’s soft, domestic, like you’ve done this a hundred times already.

The next morning, he drives you to work, one hand on the wheel, the other lazily holding yours. As you unbuckle to get out, he tugs your wrist gently and leans over to kiss you, probably a little longer than necessary.

“Have a good day”, he murmurs. “And don’t worry, I’ll have the bed ready when you come home”

You blink, “Really? You don’t have to”

He just winks, “I’ve got you, baby”.

And with that, you spend the whole shift thinking about your disgustingly sweet boyfriend.

•°. *࿐

When you get home, the lights are low and your apartment smells like roses.

You blink at the trail of petals leading to your bedroom and then stop in the doorway— your new bed is built, fluffed, blankets folded neatly.

Chan stands beside it with a boyish smile, rubbing the back of his neck, “Hey...”

“Chan… what’s that?”

“I just… I thought I’d surprise you. Build it while you were gone. And the rest, well... I got carried away”

You step inside, eyes darting around, “This is... beautiful”

He shrugs, “No pressure or anything. I know we still haven’t… you know. But I just thought maybe…. new bed, new memories”

You look at him— his eyes are kind, gentle, nervous. And you know you want him too.

Not just because of the bed. You want him because he showed up, hands full of Allen keys and roses. Because he doesn't judge when you break the bed because of bugs and also dreams big. Because he makes IKEA’s aisles feel like home.

You walk to him slowly

“Can I kiss you?”, you ask.

His breath stutters, “Please”

You kiss him deep— full of all the things you didn’t say in the kitchen aisle, the tub aisle, the bedroom aisle.

He pulls you closer by the hips, mouth hungry but patient. You feel his hands spread wide on your back, guiding you gently to the bed like you’re sacred.

Clothes come off slowly. First his shirt, then yours. His fingers tremble slightly as they trace the curve of your waist.

“Are you sure?” he asks again, kneeling between your thighs.

You nod, “I’ve never been more sure”

He kisses down your neck, your collarbones, the sensitive skin just above your breast. You arch into him, heart pounding like a drum.

He takes his time. Every touch is mindful, every breath shared. He groans when you touch him, eyes closing.

“I got you”, he breathes, “We’ll go slow”

He lies back slowly, guiding you to straddle him but not the way you expect.

Instead, he tugs you down with him until your back is flush against his chest, his arms wrapped around your waist, your thighs wrap around his hips. You're cradled in his body like you're made to fit there like his lap, his hands, his chest were always meant for you.

“Is this okay?” he murmurs, his breath warming the shell of your ear.

You nod, pulse racing. “More than okay”

You reach between your bodies to help guide him in— careful, your breath catching as he slides into you from behind.

A shared gasp leaves both your mouths.

The stretch, the closeness, the sound of his moan against your neck—it’s overwhelming in the most delicious way.

His arms tighten around your waist, and you feel his lips press to your shoulder as he starts to move. Slow, rolling hips beneath you. He thrusts up gently, and the rhythm is steady, sure, tender.

Your head tips back against his shoulder.

“You feel so good”, he breathes, voice wrecked, one hand sliding up to cup your breast while the other holds your stomach close, “I want you like this forever”

You whisper his name, trembling slightly as pleasure builds. It’s deeper like this. Fuller. Every drag of him inside you makes your body curl back into him tighter.

He keeps you safe.

Your fingers lace with his at your stomach, squeezing as the pace picks up— soft wet sounds and shallow gasps filling the room, his lips open against your jaw, groaning your name.

You come first, your body arching, chest heaving, legs shaking around him as he whispers encouragements into your skin.

“That’s it, baby… just like that. Can’t believe you are all mine”

He follows soon after, hips stuttering, breath hitching as he holds you tighter— burying himself as deep as he can go with a strangled moan. His warmth fills you slowly, pulsing inside while you lie there— still trembling, still wrapped in his arms.

Neither of you speak right away.

Only the sound of shared breaths, kisses pressed lazily to your shoulder, his fingers drawing shapes over your stomach where your hands still rest.

“I’ve never…, he begins softly, voice still unsteady, “felt anything like that before”

You smile, “Yeah. Me neither”

You turn your face to him, “Thanks for building the bed, baby”

He chuckles, heart melting silently, “Guess we built something else tonight too”

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[starboye]

masterlist

⌂ return to home

toji fushiguro-

mm mm you can take it

fuck you mean you wanna break up

devious dirty fucker

dont be suspicious

hard day means a needy fuck

alexander "konig" kilgore

maybe he likes you a little to much

how did he bag a hottie like this

need that want that must have that

oh my god im dating a baddie

stranger to lover

such a good friend... right

jayce talis-

for sure a praise kink

vinnie hacker-

shower with me

desperate fucker

fuck that ex

double trouble

look so fucking good

just the tip

anywhere and anytime

chris sturniolo-

i need you

rapper!chris x popstar!reader

look at you so good for me

im still listening

what the fuck are you reading

why you all shy

better than pepsi

cock warming at its best

fuck that stupid plushie

jealousy is a bitch

what, you want it

thigh burns

nervous bottom

simon riley-

lover of ass and thighs

pretty little house hubby

he may be a fucker but he's a considerate fucker

i think he likes you now or something

forgive them of their sins

please he just wants to cum

slow but rough

the night after

nosy boys

you have a what

better way to study

work from home

whatever you want baby

dont get caught

avoid eye contact

you're okay si

you're all i need

marking you up

ruthless in bed

desperate drunk

longer hair reader

sit on my fucking face

dad simon

teasing him

teaching you how to ride him

johnny mactavish-

lover of ass and thighs

pretty little house hubby

forgive them of their sins

nosy boys

nanami kento-

showing his appreciation

bruce wayne-

bf!bruce wayne headcanons

john price-

in love with his babysitter

good cock warmer

so hard for you

boss!price with a handsome little assistant

work out at work

messy eater

overtime and overfilling

johnny cage-

a star for a pornstar

matt sturniolo-

what if someone catches us

thank you for that

such a good dad

hand job

fuck me mad

my boy

wade wilson-

horny slut

chase davenport-

stay quiet

rafe cameron-

a devious headlock

calm me down

jordan powell-

double trouble

venom-

nice to fuck you i mean fuck you i mean meet you

soldier boy-

nsfw headcanons

tom holland-

good boy take that dick

possessive

nick nelson-

date night

santa claus-

hoe hoe hoe

jacob elordi-

eat that ass

possessive

carmy berzatto-

new employee

duke dennis-

threesome

nicholas chavez-

highschool crush

bucky barnes-

my good slut

steve harrington-

my secret admirer

pedro pascal-

fuck me please

dick grayson-

my ex fucks me good

sukuna-

its too big my lord

hugh jackman-

his morning coffee

[1x1x1x1x1x1x1x1]

Can I get a headless horsemen!reader thats one of the killer's with the other in forsaken? Please and thank you!🙏😔

OH MY GOD THIS IS SUCH A GENIUS IDEA WHAAAATTTTT

oh this will be FUNN🤤🤤

im deadass half asleep writing this so there are gonna be some typos but ion care and i will NOT be rereading 🤞💔

defo OOC,, coughs loudly

enjoy mwah

Forsaken Killers × Headless Horseman!Reader

1×1×1×1｡𖦹°‧

Well he was,, quite shocked to see you here.

She HAS met you once, before you got stuck in this living hell, it was during halloween when you were haunting some robloxians, it was just a quick pass by and you probably didnt even notice them,,

You're probably one of the only 'people' that she has even a bit respect for, after all, you are the infamous legend that makes robloxians shiver.

He tried talking to you once, although after hearing your voice, basically thundering, she stammered a bit before giving up and saying that they have something to do, some kind of cheap excuse not to embarras himself further. NOBODY needs to know that he stuttered. She will rip any witnesses to shreds.

He likes spectating you, watching your gameplay as you server-wipe with incredible speed,

She hopes that somehow you DID notice him and think of them too,,,, you just keep spinning around in her head

John Doe

Hes,,,, confused, (as always)

He has also met you before, he just doesnt remember.

Sometimes when he looks at you, his memories go back a little bit, small glimpses of his past coming back to him.

Hes one of the only robloxians that arent scared of you, its pretty hard for him to be scared when he cant proxess emotions properly

Most of the time he just,, stares. and thats pretty much it. He stares and stares, his gaze completely blank.

You cant really tell what hes thinking about, you can only guess,,

forsaken!Jason𓌏་༘࿐

Well, hes seen you a few times

You guys are both one of the more 'popular' horror mascots when it comes to halloween, so there was no need for introduction when you arrived once again.

You guys,, didnt talk a lot,, but still got along pretty well

Silent nods of acknowledgement and pats on the back for a server wipe mostly.

it was a pretty healthy 'relationship', if you can call it that.

C00lkidd.✶ ⋆ (PLANTONIC!!)

he thinks youre REALLY cool,,

although, he was a bit scared at first

Mostly because his dad, on halloween night, used to tell him stories about you, that you punish bad kids for staying up past their bedtime or something along these lines,,

Youre not so scary tho!!1! (in his eyes)

Definetly gives you his drawing from time to time, mostly starring you and Daredevil(your horse)

Wether you accept them or deny them is your choice (He will be really sad and walk away with a frown for the rest of the day if you dont take them,,)

He annoys you from time to time, but youre just used to it, so you just go along with it,,

Noli-.ᐟ.ᐟ

Jesus,, this guy,,

The first killer to come up to you, and the one with the balls to even do it.

He immediately starts asking some random questions about you, about your head and how that hole in your neck (where your head is supposed to be) works, i think you know where hes trying to get with this,,

A nuisance to you, is what he is. His flirty remarks and empty promises on what he will do once you all get out of here. Its all just to get under your skin (at least from your point of view)

He does it mostly to piss you off, and for the love of the game. But a part of him has to admit that you are quite attractive (at least from what HE finds attractive,,,,)

He just thinks youre playing hard to get, and you think hes just annoying. Pretty much it.

Mafioso🂱⚔

Well, hes quite scared of you.

No thats not true,, hes not scared of anything! Maybe just a little bit,, wary of you,,

He has given you some nasty looks (mostly on accident,) and when you turn to look at him, he quickly turns away from embarrasment.

Pretty mixed signals,,

He told his men multiple times to watch out if they are next to you, probably cause hes worried about them. AND hes heard a lot of diffrent things about you from multiple legends,

After a while, when he sees you as a bit,, less,, of a threat he tries talking to you. And aside from the way you talk mostly in fancy, old words (similar to Dusekkar) you were quite nice, enjoyable company, even.

Maybe youre not so bad after all

erm,, hi!!1!

*gets booed and thrown with tomatoes

owh,,,,.. ow,, owguys,, guys,, cut it out guys,,,,ouch,,,,,,,

[xxkissesforchanniexx]

Yandere SKZ Headcannons

genre: headcannons, smut warnings: DARK DARK stuff kinda-, gaslighting, emotional manipulation, violence, murder, etc. NSFW warnings below the cut request: ✓ 【 ❖ 】 this really took a whole lot of forcing mmyself to sit and write but i hope you enjoy it please make some small requests so i can get back into writing i'm so sorry I vanished for so long 🥀

ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ. ᴛᴀɢʟɪꜱᴛ.

NSFW: Rough sex, edging, dubcon, degradation, unprotected sex (lets NOT multiply), overstimulation, i think thats all?? read at your own risk!

𝙱𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚗 - 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚂𝚎𝚕𝚏-𝙸𝚗𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚝/𝚂𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌

Yandere Chan is a proud guy, why wouldn't he be when he has you, so perfect and pretty and smart. He's the self-indulgent type who believes he deserves you even when you dont agree.

Yandere Chan has a whole shrine dedicated to you, your missing hair ties, the beads from your broken bracelet, that one pair of panties you couldn't find after you stayed over a few months ago.

Yandere Chan who convinced you he was the safest person you could be with, absolutely convincing himself he was better than anyone else for you.

Yandere Chan who watches you touch yourself because he told you to. Who'll edge you to the point of tears and only then reward you by fucking your brains outl.

Yandere Chan who uses a mirror to make you see how beautiful you look when he fucks you. "So pretty falling apart for me.."

Yandere Chan who presses his hand on your belly just to make you feel the pressure of him drilling into you. "You feel that? That's my fucking cock in your greedy cunt."

Yandere Chan that cums inside and fucks it deeper into you just to see the pathetic face you make.

Yandere Chan who locked you in a cage when you tried to leave. "Haven't I done everything for you? You don't get to choose if you leave."

𝙻𝚎𝚎 𝙺𝚗𝚘𝚠 - 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙿𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎/𝙸𝚖𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎

Yandere Minho who's been plotting on you for MONTHs before he dared approach you. hacking into all your socials just to see who you're talking to.

Yandere Minho who convinced sometimes violently all your friends who didn't like him to stop talking to you. Just to tell you "I'm all you need love."

Yandere Minho that ended your ex boyfriend, it was an accident really, and convinced himself that the scumbag deserved it. and later convinced himself this was okay, as long as it was for you.

Yandere Minho that shockingly knew everything you liked, totally not like he'd watched you for soo long.

Yandere Minho that treats you like a princess during sex, if a princess where to be tied up with ribbons. It's not just for the romance or the way you beg, it's so you can't touch him, because you talked to someone else, because you made him do that to another person. Again.

Yandere Minho who degrades you to the point of tears just to call you a good girl for taking it so well.

Yandere Minho that smiles to himself when he sees you getting out of bed the next morning wincing slightly bruises on your hips from where he gripped you so tightly.

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚋𝚒𝚗 - 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙾𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎

Yandere changbin is the type to try and go everywhere with you and when that isn't an option he'll check your location on his phone every ten minutes.

Yandere Changbin who shakes hands with a guy a little too hard after he flirted with you. And accidentally breaks the phone of someone who asked for your number.

Yandere changbin who promises cutely to protect you from everything that might hurt you. And really he does. People who have something to say usually just disappear.

Yandere Changbin who is the only one who can make you cry. And that's only when he's fucking you into the mattress where he can kiss them away and praise you "This pretty cunt was made for me."

Yandere Changbin that cages you against the wall for a quickie, who grabs your throat as he grinds into you.

Yandere Changbin who holds you down and makes you take it until your sobbing from overstimulation. "One more for me princess, I know you can take it."

𝙷𝚢𝚞𝚗𝚓𝚒𝚗 - 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚂𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚝/𝙾𝚋𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎

Yandere Hyunjin who gaslights you until you're in tears then kisses your tears away and says he's the only one who's still there for you.

Yandere Hyunjin who writes love letters with little gifts for you, though he'd never give them to you. They're in a box, in the ceiling, each with a little memoir, the needle you pricked your finger with while stitching his jacket, the bandaid you wrapped on the back of your ankle when your heels hurt, a lock of your hair.

Yandere Hyunjin that paints you from memory, some cute things, some of his dreams for a future with you and children and some that are less than acceptable..

Yandere Hyunjin who makes you beg for it, edging you as punishment for something that was completely out of your control "You want it that bad? Apologize."

Yandere Hyunjin who refuses to admit he's become obsessed with the way his hand print looks on your ass.

Yandere Hyunjin who makes you lay there with his release on your chest while he sketches you. "You look so beautiful ruined like this."

𝙷𝚊𝚗 - 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙾𝚋𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎

Yandere Han knows just about everything about you. Your shampoo brand and scent, your schedule right to the very minute you usually get to your car, the extended family he hasn't even met yet. If you have even the slightest change, he's convinced someone is turning you against him.

Yandere Han who calls you late at night to hear your voice because it helps him sleep, and disguises it as a check in.

Yandere Han who has cameras in your house, "for safety." And to see just who goes in and out of your place.

Yandere Han who's jealous of all the people you've ever dated because "You must think of them sometimes! Do you hate me!?"

Yandere Han who is the sweetest boy when you have sex. At least until you're leaking his seed and he has to gawk at your pussy as if trying to nderstand that his release was inside you.

Yandere Han who pushes his cum back into you because you can't go wasting his seed like that.

Yandere Han who has no fear of being caught with his hand under your skirt or fucking you stupid in a public bathroom.

Yandere Han who when you're on top of him, begs you not to leave because, "I don't know what I'll do if you're not with me."

𝙵𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚡 - 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕

Yandere Felix thinks if he keeps pushing you, you'll fall more in love with him. because after all he's positive you are in love with him. Even when you scream no in his face, "you're just saying that because you're upset."

Yandere Felix talks to you when you're sleeping because he bel;ieves you'd agree with everythin g he said regardless. "And then we'll get married won't we?"

Yandere Felix who baked cookies with rat poison for the guy who flirted with you next door. For good measure of course.

Yandere Felix who talks you through every orgasm even when he's pushed you to the brink of overstimulation because you're feeling that way because of him.

Yandere Felix who insists on going in raw because "I promise I'll pull out," even though he doesn't. But the face you make when he cums inside just proves all the more you want it in there anyway.

Yandere Felix who goes from worshipping your body like its the last thing on earth to fucking you into the mattress like he might never see you again.

𝚂𝚎𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚖𝚒𝚗 - 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙼𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛

Yandere Seungmin doesn't have to yell or hurt you to do anything. He's the type to give you a disappointed look that shatters you, and gaslight you into believing he's all you have.

Yandere Seungmin subtly isolates you from everyone and has you believing its your choice.

Yandere Seungmin who records some of the stuff you say to use against you later because he can't be the only bad guy in this relationship.

Yandere Seungmin who makes you counts how many times he makes you cum. And if you lose count start again.

Yandere Seungmin who won't admit he's a control freak even in bed. Or that he likes it when you call him sir.

Yandere Seungmin who fucks you until you dont remember your damn name and makes you agree to things you wouldn't have before.

𝙸.𝙽 - 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙸𝚖𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎

Yandere Jeongin doesn't always mean to freak out over small things but when he does, destruction is massive. Between the accidentally broken plate and the time he almost fought your coworker, he's a bit impulsive

Yandere Jeongin who is "Say that again and see what happens" kind of guy. Whoi might just fight a store clerk for saying a shirt doesn't fit you well.

Yandere Jeongin who panics after an argument that had you storming for the door. Which he promptly slammed before yelling at you almost hysteric. He apologized right after becasue how could he do that to you.

Yandere Jeongin that has become very familiar with how to dispose of a body because accidents happen. That's what it always is, an accident.

Yandere Jeongin that holds you down and fucks you into next week after an argument where you said something less than agreeable. "You don't get to say that. Especially when your body keeps taking me like this."

Yandere Jeongin who cums inside every time, hoping to get your pregnant even though he has no clue what to do after, as long as you have a reason to stay.

Yandere Jeongin who admires the bruises he leaves on you after the whole ordeal because "How else will they know you're mine?"

© 2024 — xxkissesforchanniexx. DO NOT COPY OR TRANSLATE MY WORK .ᐟ

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[hotkeyliimepies]

Flight Deck Control! Connor, is the only Connor, from all the Connors in my world of Connors, that is happy, devious and grinned. And yes he listens to songs in his head, like Macarena. His job is quite literally the most laid back out of all the RK900. He is an untortured free soul.

[rawme-price]

Reader and price who bicker alot and one day you say "okay, dad" in that over dramatic voice, but prices face totally flushes and he makes a strangled noise.

You raise a brow, amused and very much surprised "really? Thats what does it? A daddy kink?" He looks absolutely mortified at being called out, but you just enjoy finally being able to get under the captains skin.

Suddenly it becomes a thing with you. Whenever u can, you lean in to prices space and whisper something along the lines of "sure thing, daddy." Or "please, daddy?" And absolutely relish in the way he shifts uncomfortably, pants suddenly tight. You pointedly dont aknowledge how his blush makes him look all the more appealing and does nothing to abate ur crush.

Anyways, one of these days hes gonna break and just bend u over his desk. Stop teasing the old man :(

[saudianna]

💥 love is papaya orange ᝰ.ᐟ

ੈ✩‧₊˚ : word count : 1669 👅 ੈ✩‧₊˚ : synopsis : after oscar's first championship win, his ego clashes with you- lando's lifelong best friend—when they're forced to work closely at McLaren. what starts as hate turns into secret tension, messy feelings, and a tangled love triangle that neither oscar nor lando saw coming… until it explodes into something no one can control!! ੈ✩‧₊˚ : featuring : oscar x engineer!reader x lando ੈ✩‧₊˚ : author's note : ahh okay pt 4!! pt 5 soon aka final n um this is set in 2026 ੈ✩‧₊˚ : genre : smut, smut and more smut!! theres some fluff and angst in the midst of it all ੈ✩‧₊˚ : tws : just love triangle in this chap </3 also alot of teasing n oscar being as complete ASS !!!!

part 4. falling into place 🦊

The following day, you didn't really see each other much, but when you did, you could tell the cloud of dislike had lifted off.

"Hi," he said, smiling for the first time, instead of stupid smirks.

"Hey." you responded, a faint smile

"I was thinking about how to pay you back.." he muttered and rubbed the back of his neck, sitting down by the chair in front of your desk, manspreading and looking away nervously.

"Yeah?" you said confused, looking up from your laptop,

"I.. could take you for dinner..? he choked out.

"Oh um- Oscar i dont kno-" you were cut off by a loud cough-

"Platonically! Of course.. or professionally, whichever you prefer.." he looked at you and furrowed his brows as you looked a bit incompetent.

"Ah.. In that case sure, but shouldn't we invite Lando? You know, to make sure the paparazzi don't say we are dating?" you said,

"Oh- i hadn't really though about that. But i wouldn't worry about that.. I can book a very private dinner?" he said nervously, using his signature face, one sided smirk and looking to the side.

"Mmm... Alright. Is Thursday good?" and he nodded,

"Yup," the p popping off his tongue, "Perfect. I can pick you up at 8? Or would you rather me order you an uber?" he offered.

"Uh.. id rather uber myself. Thanks." You cleared your throat. 4 days till your dinner. You didn't really expecting your view of him to change all that much after this dinner, but you were willing to try anyway.

"Oh- Alright," he spoke, "Well I'll see you tomorrow, its home time for me." he turned away.

"Bye," you said clearly.

"Bye."

Over the past couple days, your view did change. He was nicer, politer, you finally saw the version of Oscar everyone raved about. His 'polite cat energy' and honestly even the 'boyfriend material' his fangirls always talked about.

On the day of the dinner, you didn't want to seem like you were trying too hard, but you were going to a very fancy restaurant one reserved by only famous people. Insured that paparazzi would not sneak their way around.

So you ultimately threw on a long black silk dress that hugged your curves, not too tight but didn't exactly leave much to the imagination.

Hair curled and fluffy, eyeliner snatching your eyelids, and lips a dark red.

Your uber was nice enough, comfy and a talkative driver, although a bit inexperienced.

But when you got to the restaurant, you were kind of embarrassed to be riding in an uber, you hoped that people just thought it was fancy, your own personal driver.

As you walked in, searching for the familiar face, but he spotted you before you could spot him, walking over to you and smiling

"Hi, thought you weren't coming for a second there." he laughed

"Yeah... My uber didn't really know his way around, sorry about that." You giggled a bit and he smiled

He looked you up and down, "O-oh and you look really beautiful by the way." he said smiling.

You blushed a bit and laughed nervously. "Ah- thank you.. you look really handsome." he smiled really big and took your arm, "Cmon' our tables over here."

You guys sat down and chatted for a bit before the waiter came to take your drink orders.

"Buonasera, have you made a choice on the drinks?" (good evening)

"I'll have a glass of Amarone please."

"Good choice sir, and for your pretty girlfriend?" the waiter said calmly and Piastri nearly spat out his water.

"Ah- She's not my girlfriend.." he muttered and the waiter looked surpised

"My dearest apologies, i just figured from the way you look at her mister, terribly sorry." and the waiter hung his head for a second.

You coughed, "Ahem um... I'll just get the uhh, ahem.. the Chianti.. please.." you said quietly..

The waiter nodded and said softly to you, but loud enough for the very flustered Australian to hear, "He'll ask one day madam."

Oscar coughed very loudly as he saw you very red in the face, "Please will you just go get our drinks..!"

The waiter walked away and the two of you made eye contact

"I'm sorry about that..." he muttered

"Ah.. its okay osc." he blushed at the nickname.

Over the course of dinner, you got to know each other more, you told him how you knew Lando, and he told you how he got into racing.

When you had finished your meals, you realised he really wasnt that bad. I mean, you really liked him. He was sweet, handsome.. but you couldnt get over the fact he was such a prick when you first met.

At the end of the night as you were laid in bed. He dropped you off instead of ubering, and you gave him a hug before you went inside, his touch lingering a bit too much around your waist, and you leaned into it too much.

But fuck, what were you supposed to do?

And now both McLaren drivers looked at you with a glint in their eye, and both for the same-ish reason, love.

I mean, you weren't sure if either of them were in love, i mean, Lando clearly thought you were hot and wanted you, but you didnt know if he felt the same way, as if you wanted to date, but didn't at the same time, in fear of ruining your 20+ year friendship.

And Oscar, i mean you have spent basically more than half of your time knowing him, hating him. And that wasn't particularly a good start.

But, i mean you liked both, what Oscar lacked in confidence, Lando had. And what Lando lacked in gentleman-ness, Oscar had.

And like... why not both?

The next day felt like static in your brain — fuzzy, unpredictable, uncomfortable. You couldn’t keep stringing Lando along, not when Oscar had actually made you feel something... real. Even if it was barely developing. Even if it was new.

So you told him,

You caught Lando just before the briefing that afternoon, cornered in the hallway with his cap on backwards and his classic cocky smirk — the one you used to love.

"Hey... got a sec?"

"Always," he said, leaning against the wall. That look in his eye again.

You inhaled. “Lando, I need to talk to you seriously.” His smirk faltered.

“This... whatever we’ve been doing—”

“You mean fucking?” he joked, but it was tight, like he already knew.

“Yeah. That. I don’t think we should keep it up. Not anymore.”

His brows furrowed. “Wait, what?”

You swallowed. “I like Oscar.”

The silence hit like a punch in the gut. His eyes flicked away for a second before landing back on you, a little colder.

“You like him?” he said, like it tasted bitter in his mouth.

“Yeah,” you whispered. “I didn’t mean to.. But I do. And it wouldn’t be fair to you if I pretended I didn’t.”

He scoffed quietly, rubbing the back of his neck. “Right. Right, okay.” You reached out, but he stepped away. “I just— I thought you and me—”

“I know,” you said softly. “But you deserve more than half of me.”

He didn’t say anything else. Just nodded once, sharp and stiff, before walking away.

Later that evening, Oscar found Lando alone in the driver's lounge, staring at a monitor that wasn’t even turned on.

“Hey,” Oscar said cautiously. “You good?”

“Just fine.” Lando said sarcastically, still not looking at him.

Oscar hesitated, then sat beside him. “She told you?”

Lando’s jaw tensed. “Yeah. She told me.”

Oscar nodded slowly. “I didn’t mean for it to get complicated. I just— I like her. Like really like her.”

Lando scoffed. “Of course you do.”

Oscar frowned. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

Lando looked at him, fire building in his throat. “It means I’ve been messing around with her for years man. Friends-with-benefits type shit. And now suddenly you get all soft-spoken and polite and she falls for you?”

Oscar blinked. “Wait. You and her—?”

Lando nodded once. “Yeah. We were something. Or at least... it felt like something. Until you came along.”

Oscar’s face fell, stunned silent for a second. “I didn’t know.”

“No shit.”

But then Oscar cleared his throat and looked away, red blooming up his neck. “For what it’s worth… I don’t think I just like her.”

Lando blinked. “The hell does that mean?”

Oscar looked at him — really looked at him. “You. You’ve been in my head too. And I hate it. And I don’t understand it. But it’s there.”

Silence.

Lando stared, like Oscar had just admitted to murder. His breathing slowed. He licked his lips, nervous. “Dude… are you saying you like me?”

Oscar swallowed. “I think I do.”

And then — blame the tension, the jealousy, the months of denial — Lando surged forward and kissed him.

Hard.

Oscar kissed back. They both breathed through it, hands grabbing shirt collars, lips parting, heat rushing in places they hadn’t even acknowledged until now.

It was messy. Rough. A collision of all the confusion and lust they’d buried.

But it didn’t last long.

They pulled away, panting, wide-eyed. And then, in perfect timing—

You walked in.

You froze.

They froze.

You blinked once. Twice. “Okay... what the fuck is happening?”

Oscar jumped up. “Wait, it’s not—”

“I mean, it is,” Lando interrupted, wiping his mouth. “But also… not what it looks like?”

You stared at them, dumbfounded, heart pounding. “So let me get this straight: I regretfully dump you and say that I like him, someone apolgized to someone and then you two decide to just make out instead?”

Neither of them had an answer.

“I— I don’t even know what to say,” you whispered.

Lando looked away. Oscar ran a hand through his hair.

It was silent for way too long.

Then you just burst out laughing. A short, hysterical laugh. “This is so fucking complicated.”

Oscar laughs, "We'll figure it out."

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ੈ✩‧₊˚ : author's note : um so i had my first college exams guys, (im taking mechatronics enginerring!) and i did so well i think, so sorry this took so long, since its holidays for me soon ill be more active. and omg i think this fic is only gonna be 5 chaps.. i wanted in to be 10 but anyway. send me inbox's pls!! i alr finished my first, gonna release it ltr tdy but pls send more xx

[trinity15]

INTO THE SPIDERVERSE

Spiderman! Andrea Kimi Antonelli x fem! reader word cound: 4k summary: Because of a machine invented by a scientist Kimi is sent to another universe that forces him to relive his greatest trauma and…drive fast? Italian! Reader (Not really but she lives in Bologna). Same title as the movie but is not the same story, is just that i dont have any imagination for titles. I've made some changes in the F1 calendar for the story to make sense. I'm sorry if something doesn't make sense, i was too lazy so i wrote it in my native language and later translate it with the translator (I checked it a couple of times to see if something did not make sense but still).

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25th of August, 2024. Bologna.

No.

No.

No, no, no, no.

Today should have been one of the best days of his life. Y/n had planned everything to make Kimi's birthday memorable, but a turn of events would make it horribly memorable. So much so, that just remembering the date would make his heart compress with grief and sadness.

The explosion had dragged him several meters away from where he was before, face to face with the green goblin, and had knocked him unconscious. Kimi raised his head and opened his eyes, dazed, lost, confused. He couldn't see well, he couldn't hear well either. The abandoned factory where he had been fighting with the green goblin, whose identity he did not yet know, had been reduced to ruins. And worst of all? There was no trace of him anymore, he was alone, he had lost him. Surely he had felt that the explosion had finished him off and he had left in triumph.

When Kimi was finally able to stand upright without needing to lean somewhere, he remembered Y/n.

Oh, shit.

She was with him. He had told her to stay away, to go home, but his girlfriend was stubborn and he knew it. She followed them to the factory and Kimi now didn't know where she was.

Kimi looked around, his hear rate was increasin fast. “Y/n!” He tried to scream her name, he was just looking for an answer, he didn't care if it was an incoherent scream, his name back or anything, he just needed to know she was okay. “Y/N!? Fuck, where are you?” no answer, no noise, he only heard the echo of his own screams.

He was weak, his whole body ached, but the desperation to find her allowed him to move. He would not allow himself to give in to the pain until he knew where Y/n was. A few more steps allowed Kimi to see a body on the ground. He didn't need to see her face, nor distinguish the color of her clothes to know who she was.

“Y/N!” Kimi started running in the direction of his girlfriend's lifeless body. Once he arrived it took him time to assimilate the situation. He dropped his body on his knees in front of her, took off his mask and lifted her face with his hands. With extreme care he wiped the dust of the explosion from her skin.

"No... Don't do this to me, don't go. Y/n, please..." It wasn’t real. It couldn’t be real. “I’m okey, see? I’m alive, Y/n I’m…“ Tears wouldn't stop flowing from his eyes. She was dead because of him. He had condemned her to love him and that had led her to die for him. This day should have been a dream, but it had turned into a nightmare, a nightmare he would never forget.

Thursday, August 21, 2025. Bologna.

“Thank you very much Mr. Wolff for giving me the opportunity to work with you” Kimi shook Dr. Toto Wolff's hand enthusiastically. It was the opportunity of a lifetime, to work at Woscorp even if it was only for four months, until the end of the year.

Y/n's aunt worked there as a scientist and had offered Kimi the chance to have a job with the company, even if it was a small one. For an 18 year old teenager with a bright future ahead of him this opportunity meant a great deal personally.

He was extremely glad that Y/n's family did not blame him for her death. On the day of the explosion the firemen arrived and the first to enter the building was Y/n's father. He saw Kimi kneeling on the floor, crying, hugging his daughter's body and wearing the Spiderman suit. Kimi just said sorry and left, not looking him in the face and praying that his girlfriend's father wouldn't say anything about his identity.

"We are more than delighted to have you here Kimi. Remember to come tomorrow at the same time so I can show you around the facility" Kimi just smiled, nodded several times and left after saying goodbye.

Once he was far enough from the company he called his best friend, Oliver Bearman. He was British but came to Italy to study two years ago and he and Kimi had become really close.

“Man, I'm in, I'm going to work at Woscorp.” Ollie could sense Kimi's excitement in his voice.

“That's great!, but remember we're meeting to celebrate your birthday today.” Ollie would be heading back to London with his family the next day to spend the last two weeks of summer they had left, so he wasn't going to be able to be there for Kimi's birthday.

Later that day Ollie was waiting for Kimi sitting on a bench at their usual meeting point. Kimi, as usual, was late.

Half an hour later Kimi arrived, his hair wet and trying to catch his breath. “Wow, only half an hour late, record time” Ollie said in a sarcastic tone.

“Ha, ha. you know-” before Kimi could finish the sentence Ollie stepped forward and completed it for him, “spiderman duties. I know, I was kidding.”

The plan Ollie had prepared was simple: go to the movies and then go to his house to talk and spend some time together doing nothing.

After going to see the movie Kimi and Ollie arrived at Ollie's house. The good thing about his best friend's house was that it was always empty, because he lived alone, and they could talk freely about the other part of his life, the extraordinary part, Spiderman.

His life hadn't been the same since the spider bit him. The day Ollie found out that Kimi was Spiderman wasn't so chaotic, but when Y/n found out it was horrible.

Ollie just stood there quietly, saying nothing, in shock. Then he started asking him a thousand questions: Did the bite hurt? How did you realize you had powers? What was the coolest villain you've ever faced?

On the other hand, Y/n realized it on her own, after noticing several strange behaviors from her boyfriend. She never told him, she didn't want to accept it. That's exactly why Y/n was ignoring Kimi for several days and he didn't understand why. Y/n didn't agree with Kimi risking his life in that way and after a very strong fight between the two Kimi made her a promise: to always come back to her to show her that he was okay.

Kimi sat on Ollie's bed as if it was his own home. He dropped his body on the mattress and let out a sigh. “It's going to be a year” Kimi's voice had taken on a sadder tone.

Ollie already knew what his friend was referring to, and hated to see him suffering and blaming himself on his own birthday. “The worst part of it all is that the green goblin is still out there and I don't know who he is.”

“Well, he hasn't reappeared since that day either” Ollie was right. The green goblin hadn't reappeared since Y/n died and it was something that made Kimi uneasy, always kept him on his toes. If he showed up again Spiderman would be ready to finally defeat him and not cause another misfortune.

“Anyway, tell me how it was at Woscorp, do you have to come back tomorrow?” Ollie changed the subject in an attempt to lighten the mood. Kimi looked up at him and smiled, it was a small, weak smile but visible enough for Ollie to see that Kimi was thanking him for talking about something else.

He was grateful to have Ollie as a friend, they understood each other and complemented each other. Kimi couldn't be himself without Ollie, and he couldn't be Spiderman without him either.

Friday, August 22, 2025. Bologna.

Kimi arrived 15 minutes early at Worscop. He didn't want to be late and make a bad impression, plus he was excited to see the facility where he would start working next month.

“Kimi! what a surprise to see you so early.” Kimi turned around, surprised. Behind him was Toto Wolf with his typical smile. “I guess you're ready to start the tour” Kimi only nodded and followed him inside the building.

The company was huge and Kimi admired every detail like a little boy. The laboratories had the latest technologies and the company's inventions and new products looked promising. The building also had common places ideal for resting, these had a warmer and cozier design.

“I always like to save the best for last” Toto glanced sideways at Kimi who was gawking at some scientists discussing about a project while others were doing an experiment he had never seen in his life.

The two stopped at a metal door. Next to it was a glass window to see inside the room and a table with controls. “This is to my credit, I invented and built it, and it's finally finished.” Toto turned to look at Kimi. “Would you like to look inside and see what it does?” Kimi, without a second thought, nodded excitedly and entered the room. Toto stood outside at the controls.

The room was small and dark. All the walls, floor and ceiling were covered with what looked like identical machines, symmetrically placed. Wires were also visible and ran from the ceiling to the center of the floor. Kimi was fascinated and the curiosity he felt to see it all working was huge.

“Cool right?” Kimi heard Toto's voice through the speakers. He looked at Toto in the eyes and nodded, signaling that he could turn on the machine(s), that he was ready to see the room work. Toto just smirked.

The room began to light up and warm up at the same time. Kimi looked around in wonder. “Good luck Spiderman” Toto's words made him lock his gaze on him in seconds but the shock of the moment didn't let him react. In a second Kimi felt his body fall into the void and started to see everything black, until he didn't feel anything anymore.

Friday, August 22, 2025. Bologna???

Kimi woke up in a small room. He sat up and looked around. White walls, a mirror and a bedside table with a bottle of water and his cell phone. A closet, with very few clothes, and a bed where he was sitting right now. He got up and approached the closet. There were only T-shirts with the Mercedes logo and many other sponsor’s logos. There were also two pairs of weird sneakers that he clearly wasn't going to wear to go outside to walk, but then what were they used for?

Kimi thought about his Spiderman suit, was he still wearing it? he separed his shirt a little from his body to see if he still had his suit on underneath. When he saw the red fabric he let out a sigh of relief.

Where was he at? Where had that machine teleported him to? How did Toto know he was Spiderman?

Kimi grabbed his cell phone and looked at the notifications. Missed calls and unread messages from his mother, from his father, from…, from Y/n. Y/n? It wasn't possible, she was dead. In four days it would be a year since her death. He himself embraced the lifeless body of his girlfriend.

Quickly Kimi unlocked his phone and called Y/n, he needed to hear her voice, to make sure it was real and not a bad joke.

On the third ring Y/n answered. "Kimi! You hadn't answered my calls and I was about to call you." Her voice was the same, she was alive, she was talking to him right now.

“Y/n?” his voice came out weak and nervous, he couldn't believe it.

“Yes. Are you okay Kimi? is something wrong? you sound strange” Y/n replied worriedly. Kimi not to alarm her only decided to continue the conversation. "Yes, yes… why did you call me?"

"I just wanted to tell you that tomorrow I won't go to the paddock because I have to attend the university, but I will try to finish the work I have pending so I can go on Saturday to the Qualy and on Sunday to the race." Paddock? race and qualy? Y/n was talking about Formula 1?

"Yeah, okay, no problem. I'll call you later, okay Y/n?" Kimi hung up the call and put the cell phone back on the nightstand. He looked at himself in the mirror, trying to figure out what was going on. He changed his clothes and put on his Mercedes T-shirt. If he was going to be there, whether for a short or long time, then he would have to act like he belonged there.

As he left the room and walked down the stairs he followed some people into what looked like a garage.“Ah Kimi! I thought you had fallen asleep, I was going to go wake you up now, in half an hour you have to go out on track.” Now kimi was even more confused. The gentleman who was talking to him looked like he knew him. He looked around. A formula one car, lots of screens and the typical headphones they use to listen to the radio.

Kimi was a big fan of formula one but he had never expected to be in that situation, as if in this universe he worked in it. Because he had assumed that, that he was in another universe, otherwise how would he explain that Y/n was alive then?

Thirty minutes later Kimi was inside the car with a special suit on and a helmet covering his entire head. As expected, he had set the worst time among the 20 drivers. If in his universe he had only driven his father's car, to practice for his driver's license, and had played the formula one video game on the playstation, how was he going to know how to drive a formula one out of nowhere? At least he didn't crash into any walls.

Kimi got out of the car as best as he could and took off his helmet. “Sorry guys, I'm having a bad day” The engineers understood Kimi but they were concerned. They needed the points and they needed both drivers to score and Kimi didn't look like he was even going to finish the race.

The Mercedes staff said goodbye to Kimi, encouraging him. They told him that tomorrow's free practice 3 and qualifying would probably go better for him, Kimi doubted it but he wasn't going to tell them anything either.

When he got back to the room, which he now understood to be his driver's room, he plopped down on the mattress. He picked up his cell phone and just then a Twitter notification popped up with the news that a building was on fire and that firefighters were trying to save as many people as possible.

Kimi jumped up and ran out of the paddock. In a corner he took off his clothes leaving only his spiderman suit and went in the direction of the burning building.

When he arrived at the building he saw people shouting from the balconies and firefighters helping, but they were too slow. A policeman who was otside the building approached Kimi “Hey kid, I don't know what game you're playing, but this is no time to come dressed up and get in the way.” That's when Kimi understood that in that universe they didn't have Spiderman either, everything was so different there.

Instead of leaving Kimi climbed up the building and pulled as many people out as posible, even faster than the firemen. An old woman approached him and asked him to go inside her house to look for her cat. Kimi did, he went inside the house. He risked his life to save a cat, because that's what Spiderman does. The apartment was full of smoke but there were not so many flames. Kimi saw the cat in a corner and picked it up. It was at that moment that he noticed a bomb placed on another corner, it looked like it was intentionally placed there. It was also the exact same bomb that had killed Y/n in his universe. There was no Spiderman here, but the fucking green goblin was, and it was going to be his turn to finish him off once and for all.

He got out with the cat before the bomb exploded and returned it to the lady. Seconds later the bomb exploded and that whole part of the building was destroyed. Kimi looked to the side and saw a figure flying away. “Son of a bitch” Kimi went running towards the goblin, waddling in his webs. Spiderman and the green goblin came face to face again on the roof of another building.

“What a surprise Spiderman” The green goblin was trying to unnerve Kimi. On the other hand Kimi's anger was growing. This was his chance, he just had to finish him off right there.

The two started to fight each other, a melee battle. Kimi ended up immobilized by the goblin, his body was full of wounds and blows. “You are weak against me, Spiderman” and with those words the goblin flew away, leaving Kimi there, desperate and angry. Again, another fucking time he had defeated him and he had taken off.

He didn't know why he was doing this, maybe out of habit after the promise he made her in his universe, or maybe to feel better after what had just happened. He leaned against the window and tapped on it. The window opened without warning and Kimi fell into the room. He let out a sound of pain and looked up. Y/n was shocked, confused, she didn't know what was going on. Who was the lunatic in spiderman costume that had fallen inside her room?

“I'm fine” Kimi's voice was weak, he was tired after the fight. Y/n helped him up, sat him on her bed and left the room. Then she came back with a first aid kit to heal his wounds.

Y/n sat in front of Kimi. “Who are you?” Kimi didn't want to tell her, he didn't want to make the same mistake as in his universe. Telling her that he was spiderman would lead to her death. He didn't want that, not again.

“It doesn't matter” Kimi downplayed it and looked down. Y/n only frowned.

“It does matter” she snapped back at him. “I'd like to know who's in my room right now, I don't feel like having a crazy person in front of me, because at the moment you meet all the requirements for being a crazy person.” Kimi sighed and lifted his head slightly, giving Y/n access to remove his mask. Y/n carefully removed it until it reached his nose. She didn't remove it all the way and left it there. She didn't need any more, she already knew who he was. She opened the first aid kit and began to clean his wounds. “You're crazy” she whispered, Kimi only let out a little laugh.

It didn't seem real to him. He had Y/n in front of him, after so long they were together again. Y/n's reaction this time to his identity had been much calmer than in the other universe. She hadn't seen his full face yet but she already knew who he was and was calmly cleaning his wounds. “Only you could come up with the idea of dressing up as a character from a comic book and sneaking into a burning building to save people” Kimi only let out whimpers from the stinging he felt as Y/n cleaned his wounds. He had already realized that there was no Spiderman in that universe, but he didn't expect him to be a fictional character. No wonder people had treated him like a crazy person when he appeared in the burning building.

Once Y/n finished cleaning his wounds she put everything away in the first aid kit and left it on the floor. She stood there, looking at him, and cradled his face with her hands. “But you're my favorite crazy person” Y/n whispered those words against Kimi's lips and the only thing he could do was smile. Their lips connected and Kimi felt like the happiest man in the world. How he had longed to kiss her again, to touch her again. He had missed her so much. They broke apart for a second, Y/n pulled his mask off completely and kissed him again. They were kissing as if it was the last time they where going to kiss each other, and deep inside kimi he knew that that might be the case.

Monday, August 25, 2025. Bologna but in the universe where he is a F1 driver.

His weekend as a Formula 1 driver had not been successful. He was last in qualifying and failed to finish the race. Luckily Y/n was there to support him.

The green goblin had not reappeared. He also discovered that his boss in this universe was Toto Wolff. The person who had brought him to this universe, who knew he was spiderman, is also here, in this universe. Kimi suspected that he was the green goblin, but had no proof to confirm it.

Today was his birthday and Y/n had insisted on making a special plan. They were walking down a street with very few people, on the suburbs of the city so Kimi could have privacy. Celebrity life was stressful for him and he was still not used to it. Suddenly Kimi stopped in his tracks and Y/n who was holding his hand looked at him with a confused expression. “Are you okay?” Y/n asked, but Kimi just looked around, until he saw smoke coming out of a factory. “Y/n go home.” It was an order, and if Y/n didn't obey it he would take her home himself, he would not put her in danger again.

“I'm not going home, I'm going to stay with you.” Y/n had already decided, she would not leave Kimi alone. “Yes you're going to leave and we're not going to discuss it Y/n” she, instead of answering him, started running in the direction of the factory. Kimi followed behind. “Y/n please go home” Y/n turned around, looked into his eyes and replied. “Together or nothing” And that's when Kimi realized what day it was and the situation they were in.

No matter what universe they were in, it was always going to end the same. It was the same scenario as a year ago in his own universe and he knew that even if he tried to do anything to change the fate, it was going to be in vain and Y/n was going to end up dead. Because his girlfriend was stubborn and he knew it. Because the love Y/n felt for Kimi was just as strong as the love he felt for her, and if Kimi was willing to sacrifice himself for her Y/n was willing to sacrifice herself for him too, and that's what was going to happen.

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[bibibbon]

I must admit I was always under the impression that Nice only started to 'like' real estate after starting to work with treeman because they wanted him to be the perfect brand for treeman when it comes to both being a hero of perfection and to perfectly represent what treeman is about.

i wonder if nice was also reached out to by other companies... it's funny to think about if others reached out to him but he said yes to treeman because they also do real estate 😭

[thatchrollostan]

as this blog has stated countless times: Levi CANNOT flirt for dear life.

so when he finds out that he got a crush on you, and he has no idea how to start something with you, he thinks to himself, that, maybe he'll just give up and move on with life. life is better when love is not involved anyway, or so he convinces himself.

we'll, he's wrong.

months later, he's frustrated that he hasn't been able to move on and enjoy a better life like he planned to months back. he's still .... hopelessly stupid around you. he doesn't ask love advice to anyone, but of course Erwin and Hange somehow can sniff something is brewing

he doesn't take their advice, they're too... sappy. and cringe. maybe. he's questioning himself a lot. is it cringe? it IS cringe. is it? or is he just not used to romancing? Erwin and Hange definitely have more experience in this, so maybe he can ... try one of their advices.

You’re stuck on pantry duty with the rest of your squad, when Levi walks up behind you quietly.

“You really oughta change how you clean your furniture,” he says, deadpan as ever. “Dusting’s not always enough. You’ve gotta wipe it down with a damp cloth.”

He’s got that same unreadable expression plastered on his face, but inside, Levi reminds himself, smile, dammit. So, one second after he finishes his sentence, he does. Briefly. A second later, he regrets everything.

You catch the sudden smile out of the corner of your eye, and get a bit concerned. That smile was ominous for some reason.

“Got it. I’ll grab a cloth, Captain.”

“Good.” He clears his throat. He needs to bail before this gets more awkward. “Keep that in mind. Maybe then your quarters will look better next time I check.”

And just like that, it hits you. When he dropped by your room yesterday, he must’ve clocked every stain and speck of dust with those hawk eyes of his. He’s definitely calling you out.

“Sorry, Captain,” you mutter, already halfway to the supply closet. He stiffens at your apology.

“I’m not—” he starts, but you’re gone. He exhales hard, dragging a hand down his face before stalking off down the hall.

To hell with Hange’s idea. Never again.

the next day, Hange asks him if their plan worked or not, and Levi just says "dont ask" frustratedly and leaves quickly, still embarrassed to the bone.

but it seems the God of Love is merciful with him.

another opportunity comes when Levi spots you from across the mess hall. some cadet collides into you, splashing some of his black coffee over your crisp white uniform. he doesn’t move, just watches, his eyes narrowing like he might burn a hole through the poor kid. you talk with the cadet for a moment, clearly upset, then walk off, heading toward your table with a stormy expression

you pass his table without noticing him. he considers saying something. maybe offering help. but how? would that make him look stupid? sticking his nose where it doesn't belong? he’s halfway through overthinking it when you start getting farther away

then by some ridiculous miracle, you stop, turn around, and walk back toward him. he looks up, caught off guard as you offer a sheepish smile

“Sorry to bother your lunch, Captain,” you say, gesturing to the fresh stain on your chest, “but, uh… do you have any tips for getting coffee out of white?”

This is it. His shot. Blow it, and there won’t be a next one.

“…I do,” he says after a beat, voice level. “Meet me in the laundry room after lunch. I’ll show you how to do it yourself.”

You light up at that, more than he expected. And when you nod and walk off again, looking oddly pleased, he lets the corners of his mouth turn up, just slightly.

that afternoon, he has a very pleasant time cleaning your uniform with you, that Erwin feels spooked when Levi passes by him with a ghost of a smile

[delilahsturniolo]

ᝰ.ᐟ NEW CLASSIFIED MISSION FILE . . .

★ secretagent!chris x secretagent!reader

⋆˚࿔ DONT GET USED TO IT

in which . . . chris gives you his jacket during a rainy mission

warnings . . . just fluff

written by @delilahsturniolo. do not copy, steal, or modify my works. if you are taking any inspiration from this, please ask me first before posting and credit me in your description. happy reading! :)

view more of this au here!

you were supposed to be in and out in fifteen minutes. but of course, that was before the asset slipped surveillance. before the storm rolled in. before the comms cut out. and before you and chris got stuck on foot halfway across a damn city with no vehicle, no dry cover, and zero patience left for each other.

you’re drenched. your tactical shirt is soaked through, clinging to your skin, your boots squishing with every step. chris’s hair was plastered to his forehead, water dripping from his jaw, and his usual cocky expression replaced with something halfway between annoyed and amused. “you okay back there, sunshine?” he calls over the downpour, barely glancing back.

“do not call me that right now,” you shout, stumbling through a puddle. “why not? the rain brings out your sparkle.” you glare at him as lightning splits across the sky, thunder crashing just seconds after. the alley you’re trudging through is slick and dark, your breath fogging in the cold. “when we get out of this,” you mutter, “i’m going to throw you off a roof.”

“you say that like it’s new.” he stops suddenly, scanning the shadows. you both duck under the narrow overhang of a rusted-out doorway, barely enough cover to keep you from being completely soaked, but better than nothing. your hands are trembling slightly from the cold. your shirt sticks to you uncomfortably, fabric soaked straight through. chris notices. of course he does. he exhales once. sharp, short, then shrugs off his jacket and holds it out. “here.” you look at it. then at him. “you’ll freeze.”

“take the damn jacket, sunshine.”

“chris.”

he doesn’t meet your eyes. just pushes the jacket into your arms. “don’t make a thing out of it.” you slip it on slowly, still warm from him. it hangs heavy on your frame, sleeves past your hands, collar brushing your chin. he leans against the wall beside you, arms crossed now, shivering just slightly under the rain. “you’re an idiot,” you say softly. “you’re welcome,” he mutters. “and don’t get used to it.”

“used to what?”you say. he pauses, like maybe he regrets saying it. but then he shrugs, looking out at the rain again. “i’ll let you figure that out.” you go quiet. and for a moment, the rain is the only sound. your eyes flick over to him. wet hair, clenched jaw, that rare flicker of sincerity in the corners of his mouth. you say nothing. but you don’t give the jacket back, either.

© delilahsturniolo

💌: oneee more blurb for these two coming later

[littleewhitelotus]

HI SAW YOUR REQUEST I'M GOING INSANE, I WANT YOUR TAKE ON REVERSE SVSSS WHERE SQH & SY ARE DEMONS AND MBJ & LBH ARE THE CULTIVATORS PLEASE IF YOU'RE UP FOR IT 🥺

HIII you know I LOVE your ideas and there is literally so much going through my head right now for this AU you don't even know!!!!

Ice Prince Shang Qinghua and Bestial Demonic Overlord Shen Qingqiu

Rogue (travelling) cultivator Luo Binghe and Huan Hua Palace young master Mobei-Jun.

LIKE OUGH! imagine binghe with a similar backstory to his canonical one, except after the washer woman's death, he gets found by his travelling cultivator father and his cousin and gets taught cultivation. They eventually have a falling out (insert either the most stupid or the most angsty reason imaginable) and Binghe goes out on his own. He decides to mimic his dad's personality for ease with dealing with customers. He has been on the hunt for years for an elusive remnant of the race of Heavenly Demons And then MBJ! Where the original HHPM (in this case I guess linguang jun?) drops kid MBJ off in between a bunch of demons, and when MBJ manages to fight them off he uses this to kill his uncle and gain power of HHP. Because of the fact that his uncle pretended to like him, MBJ hates people who put on acts (yes I need MBJ and LBH to hate each other for funny reasons lol) and hates demons. And dont get me started on SQQ. Imagine Shen Yuan wakes up one day as an eldritch horror and has since then been masquerading as a demon. He honestly just wants to explore the world of PIDW and it's monsters, but meanwhile he accidentally forms an empire and a harem ("I was just providing shelter! And everyone is so nice..."). While he has been good at holding a humanoid form, fingers and toes are still tricky, so he has kept his tentacles. At the very last SQH, who woke up one day in the middle of a very familiar northern desert after dying and was shocked. what surprised him even more than being transmigrated, was that everyone viewed him as royalty?? so he puts on an act of being an incredibly nervous (is indeed very nervous) and incompetent leader but knows everyone in both realms and manages to dodge each and every assassination attempt. And the worst thing?? he hates the cold.