#this man in the most respectful way can get it

[yunhotteoks]

[ OT8.] SKZ AS YOUR SUGAR DADDY.

sugar daddy!skz x sugar baby!reader

[ (stray kids) ] 18+ | sugar dating, au, financial exchange, companionship/other services | warning/s: nsfw, spoiling you rotten

— bang chan.

this man is powerful, influential, and rich. committed relationships are a tad difficult due to his career of choice, however, he would spoil you so bad. he’ll give gifts he knows you’ll appreciate, rather than gifts that are for his own enjoyment.

you can expect sentimental things like custom jewelry with your name engraved on it. he loves to pamper himself and you whenever he can and is willing to reciprocate sexual favors too.

— lee know (minho).

you have no idea what the hell he does but the man is fucking wealthy!! long story short, he has the capacity to change your whole life around; he’s willing to do it too.

he’s a very possessive sugar daddy and made it very clear that he has to be the only man in your life. he expects to see your personal purchases on his bank statements, and expects to fuck you seven days a week.

— changbin.

he’s a world famous producer, owns his own company with famous artists + your sugar daddy turned boyfriend. he’ll only spend money on you once you’re in a serious relationship.

he immediately moves you out of your shitty apartment and buys you a car to ‘get around’ - would be as involved in your life as you would allow. <3 rough and passionate sex with a shopping spree as aftercare.

— hyunjin.

he’s more of a fuck buddy than a sugar daddy and won’t even tell you straight up that the main thing on the negotiating table is his dick. and somehow wealthier than minho. he’ll give you what you want and even extra as long as it’s within reason.

he probably won’t turn the dynamic into something serious. so the day you decide to cut shit off, he’ll probably hit it one last time, then bounce. he’s really just a “call me if ya need me.” type of guy.

— han.

he is a writer, a very successful one at that, and a rather lax sugar daddy. a bit childish, but his dick game (and black card) go crazy. you’d be sprung and in love before you knew what hit you.

if he’s taking you out expect to be dressed in the finest clothing to match his fly. he likes it when you send him photos of yourself, they don’t at all have to be nudes, but those are appreciated too. he wants you to have the sugar, spice, and everything nice.

— felix.

he’s looking for companionship more than anything, someone to come home to possibly? either way, sex would just be an added bonus for him. would fuck you like he had something to prove because he’s a service top, simply put.

dates are always special, and nights-in are even more so. he is very romantic and makes you wonder why he’s still single. he takes you all over the world. paris has seen your face more than your local chipotle. will give you the world as long as you’re loyal to him.

— seungmin.

100% on forbes korea 50 richest list. he’s nice and sweet in public, but as his financially struggling assistant you realized he was anything but. you honestly don’t remember how he became your sugar daddy because you literally cannot stand each other.

granted, it makes for superior hate sex. he ‘hates’ you but he gets jealous when another man is near you. he ‘hates’ you but he smiles like a fool when you text him. he ‘hates’ you but he has no issues making things official with you.

— i.n (jeongin).

he only made you his sugarbaby because he’s bored as hell and has all this money and no one to spend it on. he’ll ice you out, custom designer drip, jewelry, etc. won’t dig into your personal life, probably doesn’t even care, so there has to be a mutual respect of boundaries.

you won’t have to do too much, just when he wants a quickie, you better be ready. it’s really just a playful dynamic honestly, although sometimes you have to initiate skinship most of the time. he truly is a simple man that you found easy to learn.

[ghostmedia-dot-co]

Hector relationship headcanons

Hector is a very attentive partner. He can sense your problems before you say them. He just likes to imagine himself as the protagonist of a romance movie and part of that is taking care of his beloved

Mainly because he fears if he can’t be useful then he can be discarded, cause like, what other purpose does her have??

He needs a lot of reassurance that you aren’t gonna leave him for someone “better suited” for you, whatever tf that means

Because he does a lot of watching and hears about all your problems as a result. He hears you complain about your job, your friends, your relationship, your chores, everything so once he’s out he so ready to make your life 100x easier

But he himself cannot accept a lot of nice things?? Like he feels so awkward and tense when you’re nice to him sometimes. The guilt eats him alive, has very bad self esteem issues

He’s very respectful of boundaries, especially if what you need most is to be left tf alone. He understands that sometimes ppl just need a few minutes to calm down from a situation

Honestly, he sometimes needs to be alone for a while. At least 2-3 hours by himself so he can recharge his emotional battery

Very sensitive, like, super sensitive and emotional. Not in the way where you like, say something slightly mean and he starts bawling. But if you say or do something sweet he starts crying. He just gets overwhelmed w/ emotions easily, since, he’s probably been isolated for so long

Loves to have you sitting in his lap no matter how big you are, you could be over 6’5 and/or over 300lbs and he’d still be like :33, need a seat?

Crush that man, he’s made of metal he can take it

Honestly, it’s kinda like a weighted blanket. He finds the pressure reassuring. He loves it when you lay on top of him or across him. Or you have your head in your lap.

Total service top, please tell him what to do. In the vents he talks big game about what he wants to do for you but once he gets there he’s like “c-c-c-can I ho-hold your hand.”

But once he gets comfortable you don’t have to ask. Kinda likes the idea of you depending on him for a lot of stuff, back to the whole “I need to be useful.”

One time he heard you bragging about him over the phone w/ your friends and omg, he couldn’t work for an hour. The fact you acknowledged him to your friends AND you were bragging?? He damn near shut off.

God I need him

[hpiiker]

A David Corenswet fic with them at the red carpet premiere and reader pulls up with a red long backless dress🤩😏

SOMETHING 'BOUT YOU, MAKES ME FEEL LIKE A DANGEROUS WOMAN ᥫ᭡ ‧₊˚ ⋅

elucidation: thank you all so much for the love on my first david fanfic (˶ˆᗜˆ˵) !!! this fanfic is based on the vibe and lyrics of dangerous woman by ariana grande, this is coming from your’s and david’s pov on the carpet. requests are fully open for david corenswet + i might start a taglist for david corenswet fanfics!! sorry for the rushed ending, i'm sleepy (it's also half proof-read?🫩) & it's late for me lol <3

links: blog info || my main masterlists & playlists

it was finally the day of your red carpet premiere, unfortunately you were anxious as hell!! but, david obviously knew how to (definitely) handle you and your anxiety, without a doubt.

david had to briefly part ways with you. the photographers wanted some single shots for the articles, god knows what they’re going to twist david’s words about this time!?

after david was finishing up his single shots for them, the crowd completely changed direction… you walked onto the red carpet. hands might be slightly sweaty, lightly pressing your hair at every second passing, making sure it’s definitely intact… the dress you’re wearing is completely stunning. silky, black, backless dress dripping off of your shoulder blades. every corner to curve, to every imperfection to perfection touches, completely saluted this dress together.

down to the dainty jewellery. the thin, golden necklace with a small but light crystal hanging perfectly in the middle, comfortably laying upon your chest, rings hugging comfortably around your finger, to help with the fidgeting of your anxiety, and the beautiful black, suede heels that are only three inches raised from the ground.

*something about you…* was the only continuous sentence looping in his brain.

as you were posing in different positions for the photographers to use at their respective of their work. you were able to quickly glance over to your husband, david. this dork of a man doesn’t even understand what kind of face this man is wearing… he’s completely, cluelessly, corrupted by your beauty.

"daviddd!!" you shouted out to him, tripping him out his trance. david quickly walked his way over, his hands sliding around your waist. also, david quickly squeezing your ass along the way too, he's getting riled up! "whatcha up to, lover boy?" you playfully whisper through your teeth, while keeping composure to the camera. david will never understand how you can trip him up, while you're secretly keeping your cool... better than him.

"please can we go to the "bathroom"?" david is pleading in your ear, while he lowers himself to your height. "david!" you firmly talk back while trying not to laugh at him, losing his cool.

each different photographer is hollering "whatcha laughin' about?", "keep laughin' mrs corenswet!", whatever else they had going on...

*god, i am madly inlove with him!* was you're continous sentence looping in you're brain. you were both gradually moving your way down the carpet, doing a few more photographs, signing autographs and lastly, interviewing together (per usual!).

—

thank GOD, you met someone who's etched and carved into a beautiful, magnanimous, philosophical, passionate, thoughtful and sincere as david... from your absolute worst days to the most unforgettable seconds together, you guys are truly soulmates. no one else can complete to break the glass ceiling with your connection with him.

[sainztropez]

vroom vroom - charles leclerc

☀️ summary: rookie driver!yn is sassy, fast and fearless. that goes well until she crosses the path of charles leclerc.

☀️ warnings: swear words, VERY sugestive content but no smut, drinking, unfortunately some misogyny (very lightly)

☀️ themes: mostly fluffy/rom-com.

☀️ author's notes: please, enjoy this!

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formula1 After five years since the retirement of Claire Deschamps — the first woman to win a championship in this century — we are proud to announce YN as a rookie driver for the 2025 Formula 1 season. She will be joining Oracle Red Bull Racing, occupying the second seat alongside reigning champion Max Verstappen.

YN is an exceptionally talented driver, having claimed the 2024 Formula 2 Championship and the 2022 Formula 3 Championship. Her arrival marks a bold new chapter for the team and the sport. #Formula1News #YN88

maxverstappen1 Welcome, Yn!

redbullracing We are pleased to have Yn as a driver for this season, welcome!

user women... 💀

user I swear, women are ruining this sport over and over again.

user Can she even drive? lmao

user At least I know she wont be here for long, that redbull second seat is cursed for dear life 🙏🏻

user I'm excited for real!!!

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yn 1st day on the job. At F1 75 event! Styled by valentino. #F175

user lando already lurking in likes 💀 user ? you're being weird.

user She's stunning!

f1gossip Ohhhhhhh the way this event is full of tea... user PLEASE SHARE user pleaaaaaase let me in user Already being messy?

kimiantonelli Coolest in town mate ❤️liked by author yn Don't "mate" me... user Look how cute the rookies are 🥲 user they're friends??? sooooo cute

kimiantonelli why you're wearing all that ... yn none of your business

user I bet the only thing she knows how to do is choose whatever her next outfit might be lmao

user loving her style omgggggg

user Who tf wears clothes like this? She doesn't have any respect for herself.

yn posted a story "Kinda nervous. Wish me luck ❤️"

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kimiantonelli girly pop you are totally eating this kimiantonelli or whatever you girls say yn it's your first day too?? aren't you nervous? kimiantonelli shittin myself rn kimiantonelli but of no one needs to know

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f1news Lando Norris takes victory at the season opener in Melbourne, followed by Max Verstappen in P2. With six drivers failing to finish and Lewis Hamilton unexpectedly crossing the line in P10, the race delivered plenty of surprises.

But the standout performance of the day? Rookie driver YN, making her Formula 1 debut with Oracle Red Bull Racing, secured an impressive P3 finish — after starting from P14 in qualifying. Voted Driver of the Day, YN showcased remarkable skill, composure, and racecraft under pressure.

A historic debut for one of the most anticipated rookies of the decade. Congratulations, YN. The grid has officially been warned. #AustralianGP #Formula1 #YN88 #RedBullRacing #F1News #DriverOfTheDay #RookieSeason #F1Debut

user Wow...

user She's badass.

user If a male rookie had done the same, no one would be hyping it this much. user Using male outside of a biology class? 🚩

user one podium doesn’t make a champion. let’s talk after five races.

user P3 on debut? Let’s not pretend half the grid didn’t DNF. That wasn’t talent, it was luck... I'm not convinced.

user pretty privilege at it's finest user how is being pretty helping her drive this car?

user One podium and she’s already acting like she’s the second coming of Senna. Sit down woman.

user after that crash with Leclerc in quali... user she deffo screamed at him lmao

user She talks more than she drives. Can we get someone who actually belongs on the grid? user so a man? user Maybe yes.

user Red Bull really said ‘diversity’ and threw away competitiveness. Woke bullshit

user DRIVER OF THE DAY!!!!! LETS GO MY YN

user prettiest!!!

user Claire Deschamps walked so YN could fly. What a debut!

yn posted a story "Having a blast in Australia"

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charles_leclerc16 Congratulations today, Yn! yn thanks for not crashing into me today. charles_leclerc16 Feeling bold, huh? charles_leclerc16 Should we clebrate your win? yn It's my first race in F1, my 1st day on the job... you know... yn we really shouldn't. yn Also. Don't you have a girlfriend? charles_leclerc16 we broke up... yn sorry to hear that... charles_leclerc16 It's okay. charles_leclerc16 Heading back to Monaco, you in? There’s room on the jet. charles_leclerc16 And don't worry, Lando and Carlos will be there too, it's not a date, i promise.

kimiantonelli san Marino with me or nothing kimiantonelli congrats on P3, Yn!!! Always believing in you yn thxxxxx baby... yn congrats on p4 kimi ❤️ kimiantonelli soooo heading back to san marino w me or yn goin to monaco actually... got a ride w leclerc kimiantonelli really??? lol yn what kimiantonelli you were the president of leclerc's fanclub yn stop... i was like 15. yn he flirted w me btw kimiantonelli ofc he would kimiantonelli anyways be safe bb yn see u bb

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f1gossip Ohhh honey, someone’s been messy — and we love them for it. A big round of applause to the anonymous angel who leaked this gem from Yn’s close friends story. (Also, sweetie... maybe rethink who you call “close”? Just saying.)

So, what did we get? A blurry little clip featuring none other than Lando Norris. Captioned — and I quote — “This guy is mentally ill.” Charming, right? Romance brewing? We can’t confirm... but we’re definitely not denying it either.

Now, let’s talk about that jet ride. Yn was spotted flying high with Carlos Sainz, Charles Leclerc, and Lando. Coincidence? Girl, we don’t believe in those. And guess who was the only one not posting group pics? That’s right — Miss Yn herself. Hiding from the haters? Or just trying to keep her options open?

Either way, she’s clearly playing chess while the rest of us are stuck on Candy Crush. Stay tuned, because this tea is piping and we’re not done sipping. ☕💅

user she’s not racing, she’s auditioning for Real Housewives of Monaco. user Y’all are pressed because she’s hot, fast, and not afraid to stir the pot.

user Leclerc, blink twice if you need help. user girlllll he was the one who invited her user And how would you know that? user both lando and sainz said they were invited by charles... maybe she was too.

user She’s literally living rent-free in all your heads. Stay mad.

user let her flirt, fly, race, party, serve cunt and whatever tf she wants to do. men do it all the time...

user She didn’t post the group pic because she knew she’d get roasted. Smart move for someone who thrives on chaos. user she's such a sweet girl tho user I've been following her career since F3... always been messy.

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yn Shanghai what's good? Another podium for redbullracing (and me). Thank you all for your support, it means a lot to me.

redbullracing Sensing a rookie of the year!! Congrats on P3, Yn. ❤️ liked by author

user Red Bull really hit the jackpot with you. Keep flying, girl!

user congrats on the podium! Looking forward to the next race.

user Red Bull second seat curse incoming…

kimiantonelli i wonder who took such beautiful pics of you and did not receive credit,.. yn received* olliebearman Please Yn let's not bully him, he's still in school. user I WANNA BE A PART OF IT user The rookies are soooo cute, love them!

user another podium? must be nice when you’re carried by the car and your looks. user we dont see her beautiful face when she's driving, actually...

user mother is mothering rookie WHERE???

user but that last pic ??? girl were on a date user i meaaaaan we need f1gossip rn f1gossip no date just her and other rookies, i think antonelli and bearman. user and HOW DO YOU KNOW f1gossip my fonts

Suzuka, 2025

yn posted a story "🙏🏻 praying for some piece of mind"

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kimiantonelli where are uuuu bb yn crying kimiantonelli let's shave his head yn for real? kimiantonelli no yn sucks... yn i'm so fucking angry at him. i got penalized for something he made me do and now i look like a hysterical lunatic. fucks sake kimiantonelli i dont think he'd do that yn what yn are you part of leclerc's defense squad now ? first max didnt let me scream the fuck out at him, then redbull staff took me out paddock so i wouldn't fuckin kill him on sight and NOW YOU... MY SAID BEST FRIEND kimiantonelli i'm just saying... yn you're just saying anything.

charles_leclerc16 yn... yn what now charles_leclerc16 Look, I'm sorry. yn you ruined my last lap and i got a 10s penalization (for something that you made me do or we would've crashed into each other). charles_leclerc16 You know that things like this happen, right? It's a part of the sport and I already apologized. Not gonna beg on my knees, accept it if you want, if you don't then move on. yn you're so full of yourself that you dont see things from others perspectives. yn things like this can't happen to me, i must not let it happen. or else, my career will be in ruins faster then the blink of an eye. yn i cant commit mistakes. your mistakes? forgettable, forgiven. that might not be the case for me charles_leclerc16 I comprehend things are way harder for you, but can't you see that I'm genuinely apologizing? yn i'll accept it.. charles_leclerc16 Good. wanna grab a drink w me? yn rn? charles_leclerc16 Yes. Dress cute. charles_leclerc16 Not accepting a no.

yn stood in the middle of her hotel room, surrounded by chaos — clothes tossed over chairs, shoes scattered across the floor, her suitcase half-unzipped like it had given up trying to help. she was searching for something that felt... right. not perfect. not innocent. just right.

but what did “right” even mean tonight?

it wasn’t a date. god, no. she was just going to meet a friend. a colleague. someone she shared track space with, someone whose name was printed next to hers on race schedules and press releases. but charles leclerc wasn’t just a colleague. and that was the problem.

she pulled out a black dress. tight. short. the neckline dipped just enough to make her question her own motives. it was too provocative, magnetic, unapologetic. it was her. yn had always known what she wanted, always dressed like she meant it. she hesitated first, her fingers lingered on the zipper as her reflection stared back, unreadable.

was she really going to walk out that door?

she did.

charles had picked a quiet bar in the center of suzuka. tucked between two alleys, it looked like the kind of place that didn’t ask questions. dim lighting, soft jazz, and a bartender who barely glanced at them. perfect.

when yn walked in, he felt the air shift. she was a vision — dangerous, deliberate, dressed like temptation itself. he stood, pulled out her chair, trying to be polite. trying not to let his eyes linger too long on the way the dress clung to her body.

“you look... cute” he said, voice low, his dimples making appearance as he smiles lightly at her.

“thanks” she replied, sitting down. “you look like someone trying very hard not to stare.”

he laughed, a little too nervously. “am i failing?”

“miserably.”

they ordered drinks. charles went for something neat and less alcoholic. yn chose something sweet and ridiculous, with a cherry and a tiny umbrella. she took a sip and made a face.

“this tastes like melted candy” she said, laughing.

“you picked it.”

“i like to suffer.”

he watched her lips wrap around the straw, her cheeks flushing slightly from the alcohol. she was radiant. and she didn’t even know it.

“so…” she said, leaning back, “you wanted to apologize?”

he nodded. “i did. i know i messed up. i shouldn’t have closed the gap like that. it was reckless.”

“it was stupid,” she corrected, but her tone was soft.

“it was stupid,” he agreed. “i panicked. i thought we’d crash.”

“you made me crash. and get  a penalty”

“i know. i’m sorry. really.”

she looked at him for a long moment. “you always apologize to everyone like this?”

“only when it matters.”

her stomach flipped. it wasn’t just the drink. it was him. the way he said things like they meant something. the way his eyes didn’t flinch. she murmured a “good” under her breath.

they slipped into easier conversation. yn told him about how she met kimi antonelli — how she spilled a strawberry shake on his race suit during a training camp in italy.

“he just stood there, frozen” she said, giggling. “then he said, ‘guess i’m strawberry-flavored now.’”

charles laughed, genuinely. “that sounds exactly like him.”

“he didn’t talk to me for two days. then he showed up with a matching shake and said, ‘truce?’ we’ve been friends ever since.”

charles shook his head, smiling. “you have a way of making people fall for you.”

“not everyone” she said, sipping her drink again.

he watched her mouth, the way her lips parted slightly, the way her tongue flicked against the straw. and something in his chest tightened.

she was twenty. twenty. seven years younger. and yet she sat across from him like she knew exactly what she was doing. like she was sent to test him. he wasn’t religious, not even believed in god, but tonight she felt like the devil in a black dress, whispering sin into his ear.

he couldn’t stop staring. not at her body, not at her mouth, not at the way her fingers traced the rim of her glass like she was teasing him without even trying.

“you’re staring again” she said, not looking at him.

“sorry.”

“don’t be. just don’t pretend you’re not.”

he smiled, caught. “you notice everything, don’t you?”

“i always know when someone wants me.”

he didn’t answer. he didn’t need to. the tension between them was thick, electric. she crossed her legs, and he looked away, as if that would help.

yn wanted to say something. something bold. something like “are you thinking about kissing me?” or “are you wondering what it’d feel like to touch me?” but she couldn’t. she shouldn’t and she wouldn't. the world would talk. the world would scream. they’d say she was ruining her career, his career, the sport. that she was too young, too reckless, too much.

but then he looked at her. really looked at her. and she felt it — like gravity pulling her in. his eyes were soft, warm, dangerous. and in that moment, she knew: there was no running from this.

the night ended with him walking her back to the hotel. the streets were quiet, the air cool. they laughed about the race, about the chaos, about how they’d probably crash again next week.

“if we almost crash again,” she said, “i’m blaming you.”

“fair,” he replied. “but only if you promise not to yell at me in front of the paddock.”

“no promises.”

they reached the entrance. she stopped, turning to face him.

“thanks for tonight.”

“anytime,” he said, voice low.

she hesitated. he did too. she wanted to say “come up.” he wanted to beg. but neither of them moved.

she walked inside. he stood there, watching the door close behind her.

☆★☆

yn entered her room, kicked off her heels, let the dress fall to the floor. she grabbed her phone, opened the camera, and took a photo — her hair messy, her eyes still sparkling, her lips slightly parted, still glossy. she looked like trouble. she looked like a secret you don’t wanna keep.

but this time, she didn’t post it.

she sent it. directly to him. one-view only.

charles saw the notification. his breath caught.

he opened it.

and froze.

it was her. not the bar. not the drink. not a funny thing she wanted to share with him. her.

her skin glowing under the soft hotel light. her expression unreadable, sugestive. her mouth slightly open, like she was about to say something that would ruin him.

he watched it once.

and then it was gone.

his heart was racing. his fingers hovered over her name. he thought about asking her to send it again. he thought about begging. he thought about humiliating himself just to see her one more time.

he didn’t.

but he wanted to.

god, he wanted to.

he lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, haunted by the image burned into his mind.

and he wondered if she knew exactly what she was doing.

he knew she did.

yn sent you a one-time view story

"ty for the drink, charlie"

f1gossip tagged yn

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f1gossip Spotted: Yn and Charles Leclerc getting very cozy at a bar in Japan after the Grand Prix.

For someone who once declared — loudly and proudly — that she had absolutely no personal connections with anyone on the grid, Yn sure seems to be redefining “no connections” in the most Monaco-flavored way possible. Because guess who she was spotted with, looking suspiciously intimate over drinks? That’s right: Charles Leclerc. 🍸

Sources say the two were laughing, leaning in, and left together. Sadly, no paparazzi caught the exit moment (we know, tragic), but come on — would we ever lie to you? We live for this drama.

Now, we could wish them well and pretend this is cute, but let’s not forget: Leclerc was the one who obliterated Yn’s shot at a third consecutive podium. And she was so furious that Max Verstappen himself had to physically stop her from storming into Charles’s garage to scream at him. Romantic tension or just unresolved rage? Who’s to say.

Fast forward to now: post-race drinks in Tokyo, shared flights back to Monaco, and now apparently going on dates. Is this the start of a motorsport love affair? Or just Yn’s latest PR plot twist? Either way, we’re watching. And judging. Hard.

Drop your theories in the comments — we know you’ve got them.

user she’s barely out of her teens and he’s pushing 30. ew. user yn's 20 and he's 27. bffr rn.. user still gives me the ick

user Wasn’t he dating someone like… last week? What happened to Alexandra? user girl people break up and move on

user leclerc got her crying in parc fermé and now she’s giggling in a bar?? this timeline is cursed ❤️liked by author

user He ruined her race, got her penalized, and now he’s flirting like nothing happened. Trash. user it's giving men who doesn't like when a woman is more succesful than him.

user he’s giving ‘i’ll ruin your career and gaslight you about it’ vibes

user She’s young, brilliant, and already making history. Let her live. f1gossip We are always rooting for her! user How come? Y'all are posting her personal life and getting people to criticize every movement of hers...

user bitches be hating her because she’s everything you wish you were: fast, hot, and unbothered.

user This man had a girlfriend YESTERDAY. He’s not charming, he’s a walking red flag. user Let's not forget he cheated.

user I get her... hes too cute user nurse, she's out again. user be honest with yourself... he's the hottest on the grid user not when carlos exist ?

yn's SkySports' interview before Bahrain GP

Reporter: Yn, are you excited about race week? Word is you couldn’t wait to hit this track.

Yn: Yes! [laughs] I love this circuit. The heat kind of pushes me to finish faster — it makes me want to wrap the race up as soon as possible.

[Camera pans to RedBull staff exchanging glances]

Reporter: Let’s talk about the car. Verstappen’s former teammates have said it’s practically undrivable unless your name is Max. What’s your take?

Yn: I respectfully disagree. I think it’s just a matter of adaptation. I haven’t had any issues with the car so far... [pauses, glancing at her engineer] and hopefully I won’t.

[A mechanic coughs awkwardly off-camera]

Reporter: Last race weekend, you skipped every post-race interview. Are you planning to keep putting your personal feelings above professional obligations?

Yn: I’m not sure I understand your tone. [leans forward, eyes narrowing] Am I not allowed to be upset about something that happened during the race — something that got me penalized?

[RedBull PR manager shifts uncomfortably, whispering to someone off-screen]

Reporter: Miss Yn, we’re terribly sorry for what happened. But you ditched every interview, claiming you weren’t in the mood — and yet, hours later, you were seen having drinks with the very person who caused your failure. Care to explain?

[RedBull staffer steps forward: “Do not answer.”]

Yn: Is that really your concern? I’m struggling to see where you’re going with all this... [breathes deeply, visibly tense] Did you ask Leclerc the same questions, or is this just for me?

[A few journalists murmur. One audibly says, “She’s got a point.”]

Reporter: We still have a few questions about today’s race.

Yn: [stands up, removes mic, walks away without another word]

[Camera follows her exit. Red Bull staff rush to catch up. One reporter mutters, “Well, that escalated.”]

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yn P2 in Bahrain!!! so happy to be here and not in someone’s front wing this once. extra thx to Mr. Leclerc for not trying to murder me this time. we’re chill now i guess.

user Redbull's second seat curse? I fear yn's eating that shit up yn Had my etsy witch blessing the car before the season started!

user please step on me

kimiantonelli i blinked and you were already on the podium. insane. love you actually. yn you were my good luck charm mimi user STOOOOOOP SHE CALLS HIM MIMI kimiantonelli she doesnt... it's just pr to make her look affectionate and cute 🥲

f1gossip Okay, Yn...

maxverstappen1 Congrats, Yn! Not bad for a rookie, right? yn coming for your seat next 😇 maxverstappen1 Please take this pain away from me (redbull)

olliebearman Can I be invited to the next “no crash” celebration dinner? kimiantonelli only if you beg on your knees and get her some drinks yn ? olliebearman He said it, not me... yn i know kimi is evil... but you're not slick, bearman. user PLEASE LET ME KNOW user god the way these three might be gossiping rn

charles_leclerc16 Already apologized for Japan, sweetheart... yn not you tryin to sweet talk me 😘 user So we’re just ignoring the fact he ruined her last race and now they’re flirting? Toxic but iconic. yn god forbid a woman likes her men a little bit pathetic

user the car carried all the race lmao yn well yes... its formula1 not a marathon. tf was i supposed to do?

user whats 4+4 ?

user I’ve followed her since F3 and seeing her on the podium today made me cry. Yn deserves this!

Monaco, 2025

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f1gossip Four podiums in a row and she really thought she was invincible. But Monaco had other plans — and they weren’t cute. At lap 17, mid-turn 10, Yn’s car decided it had seen enough and simply stopped. No flames, no crash, no drama. Just... failure.

And what did our darling do? Cry? Scream? Blame the team? Nope. She stepped out, dusted herself off, and walked back to the garage like she was heading to brunch. No theatrics, no meltdown. Suspiciously calm for someone whose car just ghosted her mid-race.

But don’t worry — the drama wasn’t dead. It just relocated. Hours later, Yn was spotted in the streets of Monaco, sitting alone on a bench, sipping a beer like she hadn’t just disappointed millions. No entourage, no tears, just vibes.

We’re not saying she’s spiraling... but we’re also not not saying it. A solo beer in Monaco after your first DNF? That’s either heartbreak or a PR stunt. Either way, the streets are watching — and so are we.

user she’s literally just having a beer and y’all act like she committed a felony 😭

user Y’all would rather see her screaming in the paddock than sitting quietly? Make it make sense.

user yn's trying so hard to look unbothered it’s actually embarrassing lmao user she looks pretty bothered if you have more than 2 braincells

user it's giving ‘I’m not like other girls’ energy and it’s exhausting... girl

user not even her so claimed best friend supporting her... she might be the most annoying bitch out there. user how do you know kimi was not supporting her? user yeah... also he finished p18... he must be upset too.

user she should seek professional help asap user agree! it's not normal the amount of pressure she puts on herself. dnf's occur, it's not the end of the world... but she acts like it is. user i think you should put yourself on yn's shoes. first female driver in years, a rookie, 2nd seat driver for redbull, promissing career. it IS the end of the world for her...

user I miss when we'd be out here in this page just sharing silly things about wags or the drivers... now its full of yn. yn this, yn that, yn had a meltdown or yn had a good day. i dont care.

MONACO GRAND PRIX: Yn’s Glittering Streak Meets a Harsh Reality.

By Motorsport Correspondent, SkySports

After a string of podiums that had fans and commentators buzzing, Yn’s performance at the Monaco Grand Prix was a sobering reminder that hype alone cannot sustain a career in Formula 1.

Her race ended abruptly at lap 17, turn 10, when her car suffered a mechanical failure and came to a complete stop. No dramatic crash, no strategic error — just a silent surrender. Yn exited the vehicle without protest and walked back to the garage, a stark contrast to her previous emotional outbursts, most notably the infamous paddock confrontation with Charles Leclerc in Japan.

But the real controversy came hours later, when Yn was spotted alone on a bench in Monaco, sipping a beer in full view of the public. While some interpreted the moment as introspective, others saw it as a calculated display — a curated image of the “misunderstood driver,” more concerned with optics than performance.

Adding fuel to the fire, during a post-race interview with a fellow driver — whose identity we’ve chosen to withhold — an offhand remark slipped through: “It’s bullshit she even has a seat. She’s volatile and a terrible loser.” The comment, though not intended for publication, reflects a growing sentiment among some in the paddock who question Yn’s temperament and long-term viability in the sport.

Red Bull’s second seat has long been a revolving door of talent and turmoil. Yn’s early success was undeniable, but Monaco has exposed vulnerabilities that can no longer be ignored. With the European leg of the season approaching, the pressure is mounting — and for Yn, the margin for error is razor-thin.

charles_leclerc16 posted a story to his close-friends ''bad loser partying with the winners"

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yn delete this yn looks like i'm having fun yn also... i cant believe i agreed to come here with you.... place is full of snakes charles_leclerc16 Stooooop, yn. Let's forget this day, you can get a podium next race weeknd. yn stfu... charles_leclerc16 make me yn you shouldn't say things if you cannot handle it's consequences, charlie... charles_leclerc16 where you at rn yn at the bar with kimi and ollie charles_leclerc16 should we end the night anywhere else? yn you're the man... act like it and say what you wanna say read 3 minutes ago yn just saw you heading out... really? without me? charles_leclerc16 Yn... don't do this to me. yn i'll go home alone too. charles_leclerc16 good. text me when you get there

yn sent you a one-time view story

"what r u doin charlie? i'm going to sleep" charles_leclerc16 You're the devil charles_leclerc16 c'mon yn... charles_leclerc16 Why would you send me THIS rn yn help you have good dreams charles_leclerc16 fuck yn you know where i live...

Canada, 2025

yn posted a story "just woke up from a nap kimiantonelli"

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charles_leclerc16 You two came together to Canada? yn yeah... charles_leclerc16 Why didn't you come with me? yn jealous much? charles_leclerc16 I know he's your bestfriend in the world charles_leclerc16 and I'm not a teen yn you forgot the most important fact charles_leclerc16 Would be? yn Do I owe you some kind of explanation about my life? Do we have some kind of relationship? charles_leclerc16 ouch okay yn see you later, charlie.

olliebearman he's ugly yn you are. he's cute olliebearman just date already yn i'm not a cougar 😐 yn also I think he'd rather date you olliebearman okay let's stop the yaoi fantasies

kimiantonelli did the targeted audience replied to this yn what kimiantonelli dont be silly i know you only posted to spite leclerc yn he deserves. he's a pain in the ass kimiantonelli i dont understand women,.. geez hes being a gentleman with you 🙄 yn well i hate it . he should just call me to netflix and chill yn this bitch just leavin me high and dry kimiantonelli ? tmi .

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yn Canada dump post. PR is gonna murder me for this but idc. YOU DESERVE THIS SO BAD OMG. I know how hard you worked to get here and you’re literally so talented, driven, and sweet it feels illegal not to hype you 24/7. Love u sm mimi, you’re the light of my life fr. That podium made my whole day.

kimiantonelli Says the one who has like 3 consecutive podiums! Love you too, Yn ❤️ yn yeah but your podium made me way happier whatever...

redbullracing We are going to let that slide! ❤️liked by author

mercedesamg Come with us, Yn! ❤️liked by author yn Is that my crush Toto Wolff speaking? mercedesamg ...

olliebearman He's ugly and stinks yn WELL he's my stinky ugly boy kimiantonelli thank you guys ❤️

user wtf is charles doin in the likes ....

user I just love the energy she brings to the table, c'mon lover girl!

user THEY'RE IN LOVE user i think they just are really good friends user whatever i ship them

charles_leclerc16 Congrats on your podium, Kimi! ❤️liked by author yn he says Thank you!

kimiantonelli tagged yn in a stoy

kimiantonelli posted a story "it's my win and she's partying more than me"

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olliebearman just date already kimiantonelli that's like asking me to date my sister ew olliebearman sooooo it's all platonic then kimiantonelli ofc... kimiantonelli also i dont wanna deal with charles leclerc's death stare olliebearman whats up with these two kimiantonelli unfortunately too much sexual tension

charles_leclerc16 So that's why she doesn't answer her phone kimiantonelli i think she left it at her hotel room kimiantonelli said theres no point bringing it if you were going to keep being a pussy kimiantonelli her words, not mine charles_leclerc16 ouch

the plane was quiet. too quiet.

she stepped in expecting to see either lando or carlos, maybe even a staff. but it was just him.

charles. sitting by the window. hoodie pulled over his head. headphones around his neck. looking up at her like he hadn’t just ghosted her for days.

“hi,” he said.

she blinked. “hi.”

he stood up, gestured to the seat across from him. “i figured you wouldn’t want to fly commercial.”

“i figured you wouldn’t want to talk to me.”

he shrugged. “i changed my mind.”

she sat down. the door closed. the engines hummed. and just like that, they were alone. thousands of feet in the air. nowhere to run. nowhere to hide.

they didn’t speak for the first hour.

she stared out the window. he stared at her. she could feel it — the weight of his gaze, the tension in the air, the way her skin prickled every time he shifted in his seat.

finally, he broke.

“i didn’t know how to deal with it,” he said.

she turned. “deal with what?”

“you.”

she blinked. “me?”

“you. the way you make me feel. the way i can’t stop thinking about you. the way i look at you and forget how old you are and how wrong it all feels.”

she swallowed. hard.

“i’m not a child,” yn said.

“i know.”

“then stop treating me like one.”

he leaned forward. “i’m trying.”

“try harder.”

he laughed. bitter. “you think this is easy for me?”

“you think it’s easy for me?” she snapped. “you think i like not knowing if you’re flirting or just bored? you think i enjoy walking into the paddock and pretending i don’t care when you ignore me?”

he didn’t answer.

“i want this,” she said. “i want you. and i know you want me too. so stop pretending you don’t.”

he looked at her. really looked at her. and for a moment, she thought he might kiss her.

but he didn’t.

the silence returned. heavier this time.

she shifted in her seat. crossed her legs. uncrossed them. tapped her fingers against the armrest. he watched her like she was a puzzle he couldn’t solve.

she looked at him like she wanted to ruin him.

and he wanted to be ruined.

but neither of them moved.

not yet.

the jet touched down in monaco just after sunset.

the sky was soft pink, bleeding into pale gold, the kind of evening that felt too gentle for the storm brewing inside yn’s chest. the city below was noisy, the sea shimmering like it hadn’t witnessed a thousand heartbreaks before.

charles stood first, stretching, yawning, acting like he hadn’t just confessed to being completely undone by her.

yn stayed seated.

she was staring at the floor, chewing on her lip, trying to decide if she should say it. the thing that had been clawing at her throat since they left montreal. since the day they went out in suzuka.

he turned to her. “you okay?”

she looked up. her eyes were glassy, not from sadness — from frustration. from wanting something so badly it made her dizzy.

“i’m not a saint, charles,” she said, voice low. “do i have to wait until you propose to me?”

he blinked. “what?”

“i mean it,” she said, standing now, her voice rising. “i’m not asking for a ring or a press release or a soft-launch on instagram. i’m just asking for you. for something real. for you to stop pretending you don’t want me.”

he didn’t speak.

she laughed, bitter and breathless. “my god, charles. i know you’re trying to be a gentleman, but it’s been two months. two months of me trying to get into your bed.”

he stared at her. stunned. and then he laughed.

a soft, warm, delicious laugh. the kind that made her knees weak.

“you’re ridiculous,” he said, still smiling.

“i’m serious.”

“i know. that’s why it’s funny.”

she crossed her arms. “what did you think i wanted?”

he shrugged. “i thought you wanted more than i could give you. something serious. something public.”

she blinked. “you thought i wanted a relationship?”

“didn’t you?”

“i wanted you,” she said. “whatever that meant.”

he looked at her for a long moment. then nodded. blueish kinda green eyes piercing into her soul.

“come stay with me,” he said.

“won’t i be in the way?”

“you’re already in my head. might as well be in my apartment too.”

his place was quiet. modern. too clean for someone who lived in a hectic schedule. the windows stretched from floor to ceiling, overlooking the harbor. yachts bobbed gently in the water. the sky was still soft, still golden, like it was holding its breath for them.

yn dropped her bag by the door. “this is nice.”

“it’s boring,” he said. “but it’s home.”

they ordered dinner — something simple, pasta and wine. they ate on the couch, legs tangled, laughter spilling between bites. it felt easy. too easy. after dinner, she picked the movie, of course he'd let her pick.

“ella enchanted,” she said, grinning.

“you’re joking.”

“i’m not. it’s my favorite.”

he didn’t argue. just pressed play.

halfway through, she turned to him. “you kind of look like him.”

“who?”

“prince charles.”

he raised an eyebrow. “is that a compliment?”

“Yes.”

he laughed. “noted.”

the movie played on. her head rested on his shoulder. his fingers brushed against her arm, light, tentative, like he was afraid to touch her too much.

but then she looked up.

and he looked down. and everything unraveled.

they didn’t sleep much.

they didn’t talk about it. not yet. but it was written all over them — in the way yn wore his hoodie the next morning, in the way charles couldn’t stop smiling when he saw her padding barefoot into the kitchen, in the way the air between them felt lighter now. like something had shifted.

yn was humming to herself, flipping eggs, pouring coffee, trying to act normal even though her heart was still racing.

and then the door opened.

“charles?” arthur’s voice echoed through the apartment.

yn froze as arthur stepped in, holding leo in his arms.

“leo missed his dad,” arthur said, walking in casually. “he wouldn’t stop whining so i—”

he stopped.

blinked.

stared.

yn, standing in the kitchen, wearing charles’s hoodie and a pair of shorts that were definitely not hers, flipping eggs like she’d lived there for years.

“oh,” arthur said.

“hi,” yn said, trying to sound casual, but her voice cracked halfway through.

arthur blinked again. “you’re not charles.”

“nope.”

“but you’re in his kitchen.”

“yep.”

“wearing his clothes.”

“uh-huh.”

arthur looked down at leo. “buddy, i think we walked into something.”

leo barked once. approvingly.

charles stumbled in a moment later, hair messy, voice groggy, wearing sweatpants and a silly smile that gave everything away.

“arthur?”

“you could’ve warned me,” arthur said, still staring at yn.

charles rubbed his eyes. “warned you about what?”

arthur gestured to yn. “about your new roommate.”

charles looked at her. smiled. “she makes good coffee.”

yn rolled her eyes. “you’re the worst.”

arthur laughed. “you guys are disgusting.”

leo barked again. louder this time.

“he’s happy,” yn said, pouring coffee into two mugs.

“he’s nosy,” charles muttered.

arthur set leo down. “he’s your dog. he’s allowed.”

leo trotted over to yn, it's little tail wagging, tongue out, already in love.

after breakfast, they took leo for a walk.

monaco was glowing. the streets were quiet, the sun warm against the pavement, the sea stretching out like a postcard. yn wore sunglasses too big for her face and charles’s hoodie still hanging off her shoulders. leo trotted ahead, tail wagging like he was leading a parade.

they didn’t talk much. just walked. just existed.

at one point, yn nudged charles with her elbow. “you really do look like prince charles.”

he groaned. “please don’t start.”

“no, seriously. same hair. same jawline. same tragic emotional repression. and even the same name”

he laughed. “you’re evil.”

“you love it.”

he didn’t deny it.

they stopped by a little café, grabbed croissants and more coffee, sat on a bench overlooking the harbor. yn leaned her head on his shoulder. charles kissed her temple like it was the most natural thing in the world.

and maybe it was.

maybe that whole thing about not wanting a relationship was something charles believed yesterday — because today, all he could think about was how badly he needed to make that woman his.

Post Canada, 2025

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f1gossip Boy oh boy… Look what we’ve got today. Just moments before quali kicked off at the austrian gp, we received these images — a certain pair spotted at a café, looking suspiciously cozy. rivals on track? maybe. lovers off track? we’re not saying yes… but we’re definitely not saying no.

And who are we talking about? none other than charles leclerc and yn.

Now, let’s rewind. it all started at the first quali of the season, when charles nearly crashed into yn’s car. awkward. but things got worse in suzuka, where a careless move from charles led to a penalty for yn — costing her a podium.

But hey, he’s a gentleman, right? so she accepted his apology… and a few drinks.

Then came monaco. yn popped up in charles’s close friends story (if you saw it, you saw it — we had to delete the post for legal reasons, sorry besties).

And now? not only did they arrive together — and alone — from montreal, but they were also spotted walking through the streets of monaco. intimately.

Is this off-track romance going to mess with their on-track performance? we hope not. but we’ll be watching closely during today’s quali to see how this dynamic plays out.

And as for the red bull and ferrari pr teams… what do they think of all this?

Arop your thoughts in the comments. We’re dying to know. 🐍💅

user his taste in women is as questionable as his tire strategy. user she's a diva? and you stink? also f off

user i knew they were a thing ever since she replied a comment about him with the very words "i like men a little bit pathetic".

user Wait netflix pls drop Ride to Survive. I wanna see them sextape

user ngl they're hot

user Ohhhhhh god tomorrow's interview will be a hell of a show

user Honestly? idc anymore.

user real congrats to whoever bouncin on it user its yn user then congrats to him

user the age difference kinda gives me the ick user stop projecting bitch

user Am i crazy or they do look cute together?

user I really hope this wont fuck up yn's career... she deserves the best, always!.

Reporter: Charles, yesterday you secured yet another pole position this season. Do you believe you’ll be able to manage it effectively with Ferrari’s engineers today? After all, Yn clinched P2 and Oscar Piastri P3 — that’s a McLaren and a Red Bull right behind you.

Charles: We’ve mapped everything out already. I’m hopeful things will unfold smoothly. I mean, it’s not a matter of if they come for me [laughs] — they inevitably will. And when they do, I’ll have to defend my position with everything I’ve got.

Reporter: You and Yn have a bit of a history — some minor clashes on track. Are we sensing another one brewing?

Charles: No, absolutely not. Unless I crash into her… [smiles]

Reporter: So that confirms the dating rumors?

Charles: I don’t know… are we dating?

[The camera pans to Yn, who happens to be walking behind him.]

Yn: I wasn’t asked about it… try harder.

Charles: Then I suppose it’s still a no. We are really good friends, actually! Not dating.

Belgium, 2025.

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charles_leclerc16 You got the podium, I got you. Congrats on your first win of many more that will come!

yn stop. please you're making me cry charles_leclerc16 only when you stop being so so so cute, bébé kimiantonelli 🤮🤮 yn stfu andrea kimi antonelli

yn guys he promised he'd only post about me on main if i got a win... toxic behavior charles_leclerc16 you said the same? to me? yn well imagine gatekeeping your girlfirend from your feed... gooood i could never do that

user walk 'em like a dog sisssss

maxverstappen1 THE DRAMA HAS ENDED. I'M FREE OF IT charles_leclerc16 actually its going to be worse from now on maxverstappen1 Please.

carlossainz55 Thats the highest score a ferrari will let you achieve, bro. charles_leclerc16 Stop being petty

pierregasly congrats mate! ❤️liked by author charles_leclerc16 Thank you, bro!

redbullracing scuderiaferrari Joint custody, then! suderiaferrari Just wait until next year, that contract you have with Yn won't last long yn Please, don't you think I have suffered enough? scuderiferrari Ouch

Hungary, 2025. Post-race interview

SkySportsF1 asks

Reporter: Yn, after Leclerc’s daring move yesterday secured him pole position — pushing you down to P4 in qualifying—and with today’s podium seeing him finish one spot ahead of you… do you still consider him your boyfriend?

Yn: Sorry, I didn't quite get your question. [Pauses, glancing toward a Red Bull staff member to gauge whether she should even respond to the leading inquiry.]

Reporter: We’re wondering if seeing him above you on the podium felt like a betrayal.

Yn: I think that’s his achievement. He worked hard — and, miraculously, Ferrari had a strategy. I don’t see what that has to do with me. [Takes a deep breath; the reporter flashes a condescending smile.]

Reporter: Do you believe this relationship might negatively affect your performance? What’s Red Bull’s stance on the matter?

Yn: Red Bull doesn't have one—my private life isn’t their concern. Especially considering I’ve never let it interfere with my professional record. [Smirks slightly.] I know what you’re fishing for. You think I didn’t read that biased piece about Monaco GP? Please...

Reporter: Yn, you seem a bit rattled... Maybe that’s why we don’t see many women succeed in this sport. [Delivered smugly.]

Yn: Alright. I know what you're trying to get — some headline-worthy soundbite that confirms I’m dating a fellow driver. Fine. I am. Charles and I are together. [Flashes a bold smile as cameras swivel toward her.] Is that all? Your time’s up and you haven’t asked a single question about the race. Good luck turning this into a tabloid scoop. [Laughs and shifts her attention to a different news outlet.]

summer break. 2025

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yn summer break ☀️ can't believe we only had 2 weeks from that madness (i love it, actually) (ps.: praying redbull never hires charles, he does not look good in that color)

kimiantonelli pretending we didn't see you flashing us. gross yn i brought you to santorini with me and thats how you pay me kimiantonelli i already paid enough (bedroom walls were thin) yn tmi?

olliebearman kimi looks ugly as always yn fuck off bearman olliebearman you dont defend me when he insults me yn you know what bearman i dont care if kimi murdered your entire family he's like a son to me user THE ROOKIES ARE TOO FUNNY user i love them so much you guys are like family to me

lando never invite me again! yn You didnt come? What are you on to rn lando i know... i wanna be invited next time TT yn big cry baby geez

user Did he let you win in karting? Lmao yn I fear this men wouldn't even let me win even if his life depended on it... he's too competitive

charles_leclerc16 Please delete that picture yn You said you liked. So now we are lying to each other? charles_leclerc16 Yeah I liked when you sent to mee... yn Jealous much ? charles_leclerc16 Don't wanna see people looking whats mine user HELP THEY'RE RELATIONSHIP GOALS

redbullracing Yn, didn't we talk about not wearing other's team merch? yn but i look good in red? scuderiaferrari Wait for us next year, Yn! lewishamilton I'm right here, guys

mercedesamg Whos that handsome fella in white? yn I already said to you... Mercedes only talk to me if you're my crush, Toto Wolff, behind the screen! mercedesamg Ouch charles_leclerc16 Bébé please stop this nonsense.

f1gossip Not gonna say we are happy, but we ain't sad either... We liked posting you guys making out the world 🙄. Congrats, I guess!

user Loved how everyone started liking their relationship!!!!!

user How did you bag that baddie, Leclerc? yn His etsy witch did the job!

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charles_leclerc16 Man in love

yn I'm gonna miss you when i scroll ❤️liked by author

yn who's this cutie in the 3rd pic? charles_leclerc16 my beautiful girlfriend

carlossainz55 I fear you were caught by this disease called love, my friend... ❤️liked by author

maxverstappen1 It's so peaceful until summer break ends and yall start coming for each others neck ❤️liked by author

kimiantonelli Don't wanna snitch on her but i'm pretty sure she used a love spell to make you fall for her charles_leclerc16 Well, I'm glad she did!

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[wcters]

YOUR RELATIONSHIP (AB)

pairing: alfie buttle (AB) x fem!reader

summary: what your relationship with AB would be like

warnings/content: mentions of underage drinking, nudity, fluffy, swearing? (don’t remember tbh)

author’s note: wrote this late at night and got deep wit it

- i’m getting high school sweethearts or warehouse era when you started dating

- somewhere in between that maybe

- you knew of each other but you’d never really interacted before

- some of your friends were friends with his friends, you would go to parties and see each other, had some classes together

- you didn’t really start interacting until one of his friends started dating your best friend

- your friend groups started to merge more and you got to see each other more

- first conversation was at a house party someone threw

- your friends were mingling and you were in the kitchen grabbing a drink when he came in

- “hey, i’m alfie. never really introduced myself before” you introduced yourself in response

- started chatting and got to know the other

- you REALLY hit it off

- you knew what he was like and you didn’t have a opinion on him, just that he was one of the nicer but rebellious kids at your school

- but you both enjoyed the same things and had a similar music taste

- exchanged numbers and when you wanted to leave, he offered to walk you home xx

- he told you it was on his way (it wasn’t, his house was in the opposite direction)

- sooo awkward in the ‘this is my first time doing this’ kind of way but sooo cute

- halfway through your pinkies brushed and he made the move to hold your hand (he blushed his whole walk back)

- made sure you got into the house okay and greeted your parents when the opened the door

- they already liked him for walking you home and that he wasn’t drunk while doing so

- you know how the conversation went with the parents

- “who’s that?” “no one, mum” “is he a friend?” “i’m going to bed”

- at first it was just hanging out at school, lunch breaks and studying, but then you asked him out one day

- it happened while you were studying and it just slipped out

- he was shocked for a little bit because he obviously wasn’t expecting it before he said yes

- that night you both when to your designated group chats and talked

- dates started and were filled with pink cheeks, stolen glances, the fingers brushing, and it ended with you two being official

- life consisted of school, hanging out with your friends and AB, dates and cuddles on the couch, and family dinners at the others house

- his family absolutely ADORES you ❤️

- thinks you’re polite, respectful, kind, and could teach him a lesson

- you don’t take his shit 💅

- you obviously joke around but you shut things down before it gets too far

- very emotionally mature for your age (the girls who get told that club #me)

- before he gets his car you pick him up after his shifts at the warehouse and get takeout together

- he tries to pay for the gas, you refuse, but let him pay for the food ❤️‍🩹

- fully supporting him with his gym and social media journey and being there through the whole thing

- even though he works out most of the week, he ALWAYS makes time for you

- you loved him as he was, but it was nice seeing him beef up 😋

- more reason for him to be bigger spoon

- and his waist is the perfect size for you to wrap your arms around it and lean on him

- easily forgets his size and accidentally man handles you (you don’t mind)

- when you go to uni you do long distance when you don’t have time or energy to make it back home

- surprises you when he can ❤️

- since he’s gotten more money from being online he tries to spoil you more but you fight it as best as you can

- you don’t want him to think you’re there for the money, but he doesn’t think that at all

- AB WANTS to spoil you

- takes you with him to all the trips he goes on with the boys whether that’s to monaco or camping for a podcast

- when you’ve graduated from uni and a little too old (in your opinion) to be living in your parents house, he asks you to move in with him in the grotto

- you obviously do xx promising you’ll pay your share of rent (you don’t know this but he takes the money you give him for rent and puts it back in your account)

- you guys make it your own little home 🏡

- plants and a garden outside, pillows and blankets strewn across the couch, your books piled on the floor, it’s lived in

- always makes jokes complaining about things you do (mostly leaving stuff around)

- “the misses always leaves her shit around the gaff making it look like a mess, it’s not me, blame her” (he overreacts)

- always just cute side comments that he doesn’t think much about but the fans do

- “yeah, she taught me this” “she called me last night to check up on me, make sure i’m not dyin’” “she’s staying at the gaff while i’m gone, makin’ sure no riff raffs break in”

- you aren’t at ratatouille level cooking skills but you make decent meals

- your skills are used to keep AB alive and not filled with just chicken nuggets and monster

- have to be careful with what you make though because your man eats like a 12-year-old

- if anything has sauce, you take it out and makes sure only yours has it

- you have made some progress in that area though, getting him to try basic things like fries with gravy and (some) pasta sauce

- with dating AB, you’ve helped him expand his food palate and he has helped you exercise more

- it wasn’t like you didn’t exercise, you did once or twice a week, but now he’s got you going hiking together 🌲

- randomly deciding to go hiking all the time

- “hey, you wanna go on a hike?” “where” “i don’t know” “. . . sure”

- you’ve definitely swam in your underwear/skinny dipped before in a lake or something

- very thrilling and peaceful actually

- sucked walking around in wet underwear but it was worth it

- camera roll is full of scene views, photos of you and AB hiking, and pictures you’ve taken of him

- he also takes pictures of you when you aren’t looking and had a folder he keeps them in (puts one he likes as his home screen ❤️)

- as well as hikes you two also drive around a lot, there’s not much to do in how small your area is

- late night drives in the defender with music BLASTING

- having a playlist made together for these

- ABSOLUTE CLASS of a playlist

- (you know naive is in there more than once)

- letting him drive (he’s only let you drive it once)

- #passengerprincess 🎀

- staying with him in those campout videos though you prefer yourself out of frame if possible

- although he’s a pretty outgoing guy, nights together in the gaff are pretty calm

- cuddled up in the couch or bed, show playing while you play with his hair

- sometimes you’re talking, others you’re reading a book and he’s scrolling on tiktok or editing

- as much as you love the energetic nights, these ones are your favourite

- you get to see a side of him not many others do

- stealing his clothes all the time

- whether you miss him, want to have oversized clothes, or just lazy, doesn’t matter

- practically acting as a walking billboard for YoungLA

- doesn’t matter if you are short or tall, they swallow you since AB is such a tall and beefy man

- you’ll just show up in the back of a stream and is AB wasn’t there, people would think it’s him from the clothes

- you’ve been caught off guard because hell forêt to tell you sometimes and you’ll have your headphones in so you don’t hear him

- just show up in the room and stop when you see the stream 🧍‍♀️

- sometimes you’re caught in the back of the stream but alfie (usually) lets you know when he’s streaming so you won’t be caught off guard

- he prefers to keep his relationship private

- like people know about you and he’s talked about you, but both of you don’t like you being on camera and you try to stay off of the internet as much as possible

- have a private instagram/facebook so you can post pictures of you, family, friends, AB, without having to worry about people watching your every move

- he respects your privacy and relationship soooo much ❤️

- you guys are out (hanging out or on a date) and a fan wants a picture? “maybe later, mate”

- he’s also not too touchy in public

- he tries not to do it a lot because you aren’t a big fan of people noticing you, he doesn’t overdo it, but he just NEEDS to be touching you

- you ground him, make him feel normal and remind himself that he’s okay and not alone

- he’ll hold your hand, arm around your waist or shoulder, regular PDA

- he gets really touchy when you guys are alone or with friends

- he’s a big softie 🧸

- you guys can be opposites with certain things sometimes but you work out so well ❤️

- play why by sabrina carpenter

[hargreeves-duncan]

hey i saw that youre writing for bucky. could you write one for 40s bucky with reader when shes also in the army and he meets her there. and she keeps rejecting him and not falling for his lines because she had a boyfriend but then he breaks up with her over a letter and she goes to some bar or anywhere where she can get drunk. and bucky is also there and they end up talking and he teaches her how to dance and they kiss and its all fluffy and stuff. i hope youre happy and healthy 😀

visual is for vibes only, reader’s appearance is nondescript!

pairing: 1940s!bucky barnes x fem!reader

summary: bucky teaches you how to dance when your boyfriend falls short

warnings: alcohol consumption

word count: 2.4k

a/n: thank you for your request and for being so patient!! i hope you enjoy this fluff🥰🥰

P.S whilst you’re here, feel free to send in a Kinktober 2025 request - you can find my prompts here

Bucky didn’t get it.

You were one of the most intelligent and beautiful women that he’d ever met.

So, why the hell were you still wasting time on some pretentious, rich boy from back home?

Some Princeton-educated, poetry-quoting, whiskey-swilling paper soldier who probably spent more time combing his hair than cleaning his boots. You had enlisted yourself in the army, and your coward of a boyfriend hadn’t even done so.

He’d never met the guy, of course. But that didn’t stop him from judging. He knew exactly what kind of man your boyfriend was - from the letters that showed up on your desk, sealed with perfect handwriting and written on perfumed paper no self-respecting man would ever admit to using.

Bucky had tried to be subtle about his affection at first. To charm you. Win you over with the classic Barnes smile. Pull out the old lines that always worked on the girls back in Brooklyn.

But every time, you saw straight through him.

“You know,” Bucky had said one afternoon, dropping his medical evaluation on your desk, “I’ve been thinking.”

You hadn’t looked up from the paperwork you were adding to, “Dangerous.”

He had smirked, “So quick. That boyfriend of yours must have a hard time keeping up.”

“He manages just fine.” you’d said dryly. Your lips had twitched, like you were fighting a smile.

“Right. What’s his name again? Tommy? Toby?”

“Desmond.” you corrected.

Only a mother who hated his son would name him that, Bucky had thought to himself.

“I should’ve known,” he’d leant on your desk.

“Here, let me take a crack at it. He calls you ‘darling’ in every letter and signs off with something awful like ‘forever yours’? Still lives with his mother, probably. And not in the sweet way. In the douchebag way.”

You’d paused long enough for Bucky to know that he’d hit the nail on the head.

“Don’t you have something better to do?” you’d huffed in flustered frustration.

“Not really.” he’d taken and a seat and kicked his boots up onto the edge of your desk, “Thought I’d come keep you company. You looked lonely.”

Not even looking up from your typewriter, you’d brushed his boots off the desk. Again. Bucky had kept them there anyway.

“I look busy, Sergeant Barnes. There’s a difference.”

“You look like someone who needs a distraction.”

You’d given him a long, unimpressed look, “Trust me, if I needed a distraction, I’d choose something quieter.”

But no amount of disapproving looks could stop Bucky from showing up to pester you.

Even though, every time Montgomery dropped off another one of those cream-colored envelopes, something sour stirred in his chest.

And every time you smiled at those overly-complicated love sonnets inside, a little piece of him died. As dramatic as it sounded.

“L/N! Got another mail delivery for ya!” Montgomery grinned, slapping your third letter of the week onto your desk.

Your head shot up from where you were weaving through the list of men on this month’s payroll.

“You’re awfully popular, Corporal,” Colonel Phillips observed from his own desk beside yours. Even in the open tent, he somehow managed to make you burn with embarrassment.

“Yes, Colonel,” you muttered, shifting uncomfortably before slipping the envelope into your drawer without a second glance.

Bucky, however, was giving it plenty.

“That the boyfriend?” he asked, sidling up to you with that infuriating smirk of his.

You rolled your eyes, but couldn’t stop the smile that crept onto your face, “It sure is, Sergeant. So, don’t even bother.”

For as long as you’d been a clerk in the 107th, Bucky had been circling, like a shark in bloody waters.

Of course, being one of the only women on-base meant almost every guy did, but Bucky wanted you more than any of them. He was relentless and unfortunately charming.

“I wasn’t gonna bother,” he said, raising his hands innocently and grinning like a madman, “I’m not that kind of guy. You know that, doll.”

You scooted away, moving your paperwork to the side and sending him a pointed look as he leant over your desk, “You’re dripping your sweat all over my files, Sergeant.”

“You love it.”

“Not as much as I’d imagine you like being paid.” you countered with a sarcastic smile.

He chuckled, stepping back in mock surrender, “Touché.”

As you returned to cross-checking your files, you didn’t notice Bucky sneaking a hand into your desk drawer.

He was going for the letter.

“Hey!” you shrieked, lunging forward to try and grab it, but Bucky was already backing away with a victorious grin.

You shot out of your chair, chasing him into the middle of camp and feeling like a child as you jumped futilely into the air to snatch your letter from his reach.

“Sergeant Barnes! You give me that letter this instant!”

“I will, I will.” he insisted, trying to contain his laughter, “I just wanna have a little read first.”

You groaned in protest as he tugged his index finger through the envelope, unfolded the letter and read aloud, “My darling…”

“That’s a pretty nice start. Bit cheesy, but I don’t hate it.” Bucky mused, as if reading the paper.

“Sergeant.” you cast him a warning shot.

You hadn’t cared so much when Bucky had stolen your letters before. You’d even let him read one out loud once, when you’d been bored and feeling generous. But this time, your chest felt tight. Something was wrong and you weren’t yet sure why.

“I can’t quite believe that I’m having to tell you this via letter. I so desperately wish things were different and that I were at your side but, alas, they are not.”

Bucky snorted, “Alas? A fancy boy? Didn’t take you for the type, Corporal.”

Then his tone shifted.

“Dearest, it is with the utmost sadness that I must break things off with you…”

Bucky trailed off. His grin faded. His eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

Your shoulders sagged and your arms fell limp at your sides.

The crowd that had formed around you went quiet.

“What?”

Bucky looked up from the letter, his expression sobering as he saw the confusion and pain on your face.

“Doll… I’m so sorry.”

It was completely out of the blue. Just days earlier, you’d been receiving love letter, after love love letter.

You didn’t cry. You wouldn’t, not in front of them.

Not when you’d been trying so hard to prove that you could handle this job just as well as any of the manchildren of the regiment. But your face felt hot and your chest was tight and that stupid letter had knocked more air out of you than a punch ever could.

Without a word, you snatched it back from Bucky’s hands, shoved it into your pocket, and marched off. It didn’t matter that you’d lost composure and you certainly didn’t care where you were going.

All you knew was that you needed a drink.

It took you exactly three shots of the liquor they were serving at the makeshift bar downtown to stop caring how badly it burned on the way down.

You weren’t crying.

You just happened to be drinking alone, slouching a little further into your seat than usual and cradling your shot glass like it were a small child.

To put it plainly, you’d seen better days than the one you were currently spending curled up on a barstool.

And the only thing, or rather, person, that could’ve made it worse had just walked in.

Bucky stepped into the bar, glancing around. He was probably looking for Rogers, you thought to yourself, those two were practically glued at the hip.

But he was making a beeline straight for you.

You didn’t bother sparing him a glance as he slid into the stool beside you and rested his frustratingly attractive forearms on the bar.

For a while, he didn’t push. He ordered his drink - a Tiger Beer - and sat beside you in silence, nursing it.

It was strange.

Most of the men in the 107th didn’t come anywhere near you unless they wanted their paperwork done properly or fancied having a flirt.

But Bucky seemed perfectly content to just sit in silence with you.

Eventually, you looked over at him.

He leaned in slightly, his voice oddly gentle, like he was scared that you’d pull away, “You wanna talk about it?”

You let out a soft, bitter laugh, downing the rest of your drink, “Not with you.”

His comfort, as uncharacteristic as it was for a soldier, wasn’t exactly welcome right now.

He nodded slowly, swirling the beer in his glass, “Fair.”

He let out a breath, his fingers peeling at the label, “For what it’s worth, you’re better off without him.”

You scoffed under your breath, “You didn’t even know him.”

“I didn’t need to.” he shrugged, sliding your glass away from you, “Any man who lets a girl like you go in a letter doesn’t deserve you. It’s that simple.”

“Really, Barnes? You’re trying to make a move on me now, of all times?” you rolled your eyes and reached for your glass.

“Hey, it isn’t like that,” he said, holding it firm against the counter, “Doll, I’m telling you this because I think you’re a good, sweet girl. Not just because I want to get into your pants.”

You gave him a sharp look, but he only nudged your leg, moving the glass further out of reach.

“You said ‘not just’. That means it’s at least one of the reasons.”

You were nitpicking his language, yes, but you were still a little mad at him. It was allowed.

“Jesus, have a little faith in humanity, why don’t you? I really think you’re a swell girl,” he said, shaking his head.

“Well, forgive me, but it’s not really been a faith in humanity day for me.”

Bucky didn’t answer straight away. He just hummed in agreement, tapping his fingers on the bartop.

Then, a beat later, “Yeah, that’s on me for saying it. Of course, it hasn’t. I’m sorry.”

You weren’t sure what to do with that. He was empathising with you and admitting his part in things. It was freakishly disarming.

“It’s alright, I’m just sour about it. I bought into all his ‘forever yours’ bullshit and I feel like a fool, so I’m lashing out about it.” you confessed.

Bucky shook his head, looking at you without the usual teasing glint in his eye.

“Doesn’t make you a fool,” he said, “It makes you someone who wanted to believe in something good.”

“And I get it, you know,” he added, kinder now, “The world’s gone to hell. We all want to think we’ve got someone out there, writing us poems and waiting by a window.”

That got a smile out of you.

“You sound like you’re speaking from experience,” you mused, tilting your head towards him, “Do you have somebody waiting in Brooklyn?”

He shook his head, letting out a wry chuckle, “Not anymore.”

“Looks like we’re in the same boat.” you replied, eyes lingering on the corners of his eyes, that were wrinkled with pain and hardship, despite how young he was.

“Looks like it, yeah.”

“I always worried that you thought I was uptight,” you muttered, eyeing the far-away dregs of your empty glass, “Since I turned you down all the time and all.”

“Oh, I do think that,” he grinned, “But I don’t mind the chase.”

You gave him a withering look, but your heart wasn’t really in it.

After a pause, he pushed your glass back towards you.

You raised an eyebrow at him, nodding towards it, “Thought you were trying to stop me drinking?”

“Changed my mind. Misery loves company.” he raised his bottle in a cheers-ing motion, “Plus, I’ll bet I’ve gotta get a few more in you, if I want you to dance with me.”

You laughed, shaking your own head, “That is a terrible pick-up strategy.”

“Hey, it worked on a girl I took to the Stark Expo.”

“Well, I’m not that girl.” you reminded him, swivelling your stool and hopping off of it.

Already on his feet, he followed after you, “You’re not.”

He took your hand and spun you around to face him. You didn’t let go. You stared him down.

“I don’t dance, Sergeant.”

He looked at you pleadingly, tugging you a little closer, “Come on, doll. One dance.”

“Just one?”

“Wouldn’t dream of asking for more.”

One look at his boyish grin and you knew you were a goner.

Your head told you that you were being stupid for diving back in so soon after heartbreak, but your heart said otherwise.

With a sigh, you stepped forward and rested your hand on his chest, “No fancy moves, alright? I can’t keep up with that sort of thing.”

“Alright, doll,” he smiled fondly at you, placing a hand on your waist, “No fancy moves until you’re asking me to dip you.”

You rolled your eyes, “Cocky.”

“Confident.” he corrected, squeezing your hip and beginning to dance with you, amongst the other couples on the floor.

You were out of time with the music, acutely aware of the eyes of the other members of the 107th watching the two of you.

Bucky turned you around so he stood in your way, forcing your eyes back to his.

“You’re tense,” he murmured, guiding you into the new rhythm.

“Shut up.”

Bucky chuckled, “See? Uptight. Still hot, though.”

You stepped deliberately on his foot.

He winced, but didn’t let go. In fact, he held you tight, “Okay, deserved that.”

You hated how easily you’d given in and how natural it felt to have Bucky’s hands spinning you across the floor.

You wanted so badly to hate it, to justify all the times you’d sent him packing, but you couldn’t.

“Everyone’s watching.” you said quietly, shoulders still raised and alert.

“Not everyone, doll,” he reassured, letting his own gaze sweep over the room. In reality, only two or three men were watching - two of whom Bucky knew had been crushing on you.

“They’re not judging you. They’re jealous of me,” he smiled at you.

You laughed, not believing him for one second, “Yeah, right.”

“I’m telling you, Corporal. They’re eating you up with their eyes,” Bucky grinned teasingly, pulling you closer so that you pressed up against him slightly.

“I know something that’ll really make ‘em jealous.” you hummed, voice becoming more sultry as you locked eyes with him.

Bucky tilted his head to the side, grin growing wider, “Oh yeah? What’s that, doll?”

“This.” you said, and, promptly, dipped Bucky, cupping his face with one hand and drawing him into a kiss.

This was what romance was supposed to feel like. Raw and honest and good. Not the pre-planned, cookie-cutter nonsense you’d had with Desmond.

In that moment, nothing had felt more right than Bucky’s lips on yours.

Before long, you came back up for air and Bucky righted himself, adjusting his uniform and his skew-whiff cap.

“Seems like we’re drawing a crowd for the second time today. How’s that?” Bucky laughed, cheeks pink and visibly taken aback by your authority.

“Seems like it.” you echoed, your smile equally wide.

You might not have believed in forever anymore but, wrapped up in Bucky Barnes’s arms, you were willing to believe in tonight.

[7ndipity]

MtL Fall For a Plus Size Partner

A/N: Huge thank you to @yoongistangerine for the massive list of plus size reader ideas they sent to me! I’ve really wanted to write more for plus size readers and this will definitely help with that lol💜

(also tiny disclaimer, these are just my personal opinions, if you disagree or get different vibes that’s totally fine and you’re more than welcome to share your thoughts in the comments💜) 

Masterlist

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Most

Yoongi

Namjoon

Jin

Taehyung

Hobi

Jungkook

Jimin

Least

Yoongi - Jin: These three have said/implied enough in the past for me to say with absolute certainty that they would be into a bigger partner, though the degree may vary. Yoongi has said before he doesn’t have a specific ‘type’ that he looks for in a partner, and idk maybe I’m projecting too much but he just gives the vibe that he would really adore a plus size partner

Joon and Jin are tied, bc Joon has made enough references in his music that I know that man would be down bad for a partner with some curves and an ass. I don’t think it’s something he actively seeks out or anything, but he’s definitely not opposed to the idea, hehe.

Jin literally said in the past that his ideal type was a little on the chubby side, but honestly I was kinda unsure of his spot on this list until this past year watching him during his solo activities. His respectful and considerate behavior towards plus size people, shutting down fatphobic remarks on his show, always encouraging people to love themselves as they are, making sure that his tour merch came in ACTUAL PLUS SIZES?! The only reason I didn’t put him higher is bc I really don’t see him as someone interested in dating at the moment. 

Taehyung - Hobi: I can see them going either way honestly. I think although they both very much have a more specific ‘type’ that they gravitate towards in partners, I don’t think they’d be put off of dating someone because of their size. Tae especially I think would be drawn towards a bigger partner bc he loves soft and cuddly things, and despite what he’s been trying project since his military discharge, that man is still a giant baby at heart and wants someone to take care of him(not saying all plus size people are mommy types, this is just the vibe I get from him)

Jungkook - Jimin: It’s not that I don’t think they would date a plus size person, I just think it would have to be more specific circumstances. Jungkook is so immersed in fitness and the gym scene, which projects a lot of unhealthy opinions about larger bodies, I think he would have to address and unlearn some of those internalized prejudices, which he might not even fully realize he has.

Jimin has voiced his own struggles with body image issues and his weight in the past, so I think being with a larger partner would maybe stir up some of those insecurities, but also maybe help heal them? It would take a fair bit of self reflection and work, but I honestly think he would do really well with a plus size partner.

Taglist: @sopebubbles-replies @btsw1fe @this-must-be-my-tardis @whitefoxgirl @bethanysnow @coffeedepressionsoup @feminympho @classicalelephant @dfqcsqueen @mother2monsters @comingupwithacoolnameishard @bo0ghol @k4ngelz @universal-travel-er @hanaohreally

[drops-of-rayne]

Satoru Gojo Headcannons PT 2

Part 1

Touch-Starved and Clueless About It

Gojo Satoru acts like he's the most confident man alive — and he is, but underneath the smirks and sunglasses is someone who’s gone years without safe, unconditional touch.

He doesn't know how to ask for it. Not seriously, anyway. So he defaults to teasing physical contact — slinging his arm around your shoulders, leaning on you like you're furniture, poking your cheek until you swat him away. But when you touch him with intention — fingers combing gently through his hair, slow circles on his back while he lays on your chest — he freezes for a moment. Then he melts.

His voice gets quieter during those moments. No jokes. No sarcasm. Just his body shifting to get closer, practically curling around you like you're his anchor. You’ll find him reaching for you in his sleep — palm searching the bed, tugging you toward him, holding you tight like the world's trying to take you away.

Obsessed with Taking Your Photos

Gojo doesn’t just like looking at you — he wants to capture you, constantly. He’ll pretend it’s all jokes:

Snapshots of you eating something messy, you making a weird face mid-conversation, blurry shots of you walking away from him with an angry strut because he said something dumb

But then you scroll through his camera roll and notice he never deletes anything — not even the accidental shots. And some of them? They’re stunning.

You asleep, bathed in late-afternoon light, Your profile while laughing, out of focus but soft, That quiet photo he took while you weren’t looking, smiling to yourself while reading

He brushes it off: “What can I say? You’re my muse."

But what he doesn’t say: He takes those photos so he won’t forget how you make him feel. And on nights when he’s alone — bleeding, aching, overwhelmed — he looks through them like they’re a prayer.

Surprise Teleportation = Domestic Chaos

You never get used to Gojo just appearing. One second you're brushing your teeth or tying your shoe — the next, he’s behind you, arms around your waist, chin resting on your shoulder like he didn’t just phase into your personal space.

“Boo~ Did you miss me?”

“I will punch you in the face, Satoru.”

He lives for your reactions: the flinches, the eyerolls, the screeches. But sometimes? It’s softer. He warps into the room when he knows you're upset but pretending to be fine

He shows up behind you in the kitchen just to hug you silently from behind. He appears at your side when you're in bed and says, softly, "Couldn't sleep without you."

And okay — yes, it gets infuriating when he teleports into the shower just to steal your towel. Or shows up at your job with bubble tea and zero respect for professionalism. But deep down? It’s his way of saying I want to be wherever you are — always.

Subtle Jealousy, Savage Execution

Gojo’s not the type to throw a tantrum when someone flirts with you — he’s too confident for that. But make no mistake: he notices everything. The way someone lingers too long in conversation? That little smile they give you? That laugh that’s a bit too flirty?

Oh, he clocks it.

He’ll wait until you’re mid-conversation and just appear, arm sliding around your waist, lips brushing your temple.

"Hey, sweetheart. Making new friends without me? Rude." He’s smiling — but his eyes say: Mine. Back off.

Later, he gets clingier in small ways: pulling you into his lap without asking, holding your hand a little tighter than usual Saying things in your ear like: "You know I’d ruin anyone who thinks they have a shot, right?"

(cue smirk, cue weak knees)

He trusts you — completely. But he doesn’t trust the world. And he’ll never say it out loud, but deep down there’s a quiet fear: that someone else could offer you something simpler, easier, safer. So he stays close. Protects what’s his. Not just because he’s possessive — but because you’re everything.

[ilikekidsshows]

Unfortunately one of the problems with having ML brainrot while also being critical of it is that you see a lot of real world things and think about ML and how it relates to it. Basically I was watching a compilation of tiktoks on youtube about how men complain about how women are asking for ""ridiculous"" things but the truth is that they hate that women have standards they couldn't meet, and oh boy the things I was hearing were like wow. reminds me of what people are saying about how Adrien would never have fallen for Marinette and also how Marinette never changed at all and it was like. Oh. Marinette is the whiny man who wants Adrien, who knows what he wants and has standards and is generally uninterested in her, to lower his expectations for her because she doesn't want to put in the effort to be someone worhty of his attention and affection.

Adrien was always out of Marinette's league. and that isn't to say that I thought she never could have ended up dating him. I was there since S1 and like most people I was there partially for the Lovesquare shenanigans. He was out of her league in that he's rich and famous from the start. He's out of her league in the same way that celebrities are out of the average person's league. I have no issues with the ship in that regard but it becomes very obvious later that Marinette can't even bother to reach up to the bar that is Bare Minimum of What Adrien Deserves as a Person without the writers lowering said bar to the area of Within Arms Reach of Marinette Because She Can't Be Bothered to Even Reach Her Hand Over to Touch It. Girl is thirsty, the glass of water is on the table across the room and she wants it to grow some legs and walk towards her out of its own volition just because she wants it to.

Addtionally, you hear some men on the internet saying shit like "oh she's out here expecting a man be 6ft tall, have abs, and have a 6 figure paycheck" and they hate both the women and this supposed ideal man they're looking for. and it's like, oh, yeah Marinette does that too. She becomes so pathetically jealous of these other girls that manage to get his attention in a way that she's never been able to do (aka have the confidence to just walk up to Adrien and talk to him) so she becomes a hater and creates this made up narrative of how these girls are just there to manipulate him and """take him away from her""" to cover up her own inadequecy.

Just like, Adrien and Kagami are very self-assured people and they have been brought down to be babysitters and arm candy to the people they are currently dating. it's so obvious that Kagami, before she became Felix's Free Pass, would never have lowered herself to date this loser who is so inconsiderate of other people. she didn't even take that shit from Adrien, who she very much went out of her way to pursue. Similarly, Adrien never thought of Marinette in a romantic way because she is very much not worthy of his romantic consideration (because he already knows what he wants, and it's not Marinette specifically) until the writers said she was. I don't mind Luka but he's very much the low standards character that was ok with Marinette being as shitty as she is and Marinette couldn't even even treat him right because she wanted Adrien to settle with being with her but she didn't want to do the same and settle with having Luka instead of Adrien.

And rather than put in any effort to personally improve and be someone who can meet Adrien on the same level of love, care, and respect, Marinette prefers to weaponize her own incompetence and inadequecy. Like "oh, I don't know how to wash the dishes and do laundry so you're gonna have to do it for me" instead it's "oh i'm so terrible. i'm so emotionally incompetent. I'm so bad at handling my emotions and dealing with the consequences of my own actions. how about you do it instead? how about you babysit me and be my on call therapist so that I have the person that I want to validate me be there to validate me whenever I want?" And you know that's what she wants because of Kuro Neko and arguably the only reason she didn't keep Cat Walker around is because she hates the idea that someone could possibly be mad or dislike her for something she did that it makes her uncomfortable and also because the writers want to pretend that Marinette is capable of learning any lesson. She was just flagellating herself again so that Chat Noir would feel bad enough to continue putting in the effort that she doesn't put in. Not to mention how she started whining and crying when Adrien dared to have any friends that she doesn't know and also how she completely lost it when he tried to put any boundries in S6. This is the show that's rolling on the ground kicking and screaming about how it's feminist but doesn't even know that feminism is about equality.

Marinette got what she wanted with no effort but she's still not happy because of decisions she made on her own. The maripologists are upset that people in the fandom demand Marinette meet the bare minimum of Being A Decent Person to Adrien when they keep complaining about how Adrien isn't constantly prostrating himself to her. The truth is they want Marinette to go to therapy and to get an emotional support dog that will sit/stay/roll over when she tells it to. But the issue with those options is that they also ruin the shitty power fantasy they want to get out of Marinette so they keep saying they expect the same thing those options give out of Adrien and any other character because like Marinette, the maripologists hate the idea that they have to deal with being uncomfortable or putting in any effort.

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The only thing missing from the standard incel archetype is Marinette resenting Adrien for the crime of not noticing what a catch she is when she can't talk to him like a human being, showed interest in his hobbies exactly once and dropped it instantly when it didn't have Adrien propose to her on the spot and hides from him because she’s going to stalk him or got too nervous. Marinette is exactly the type of pathetic loser who never talks to the people she's attracted to like a normal person and then goes to online forums to whine about everyone else having such high standards. Why isn't she just existing in Adrien's vicinity enough for him to ask her out? And yet she won't settle for less than a rich supermodel despite having cute, kind guys (and a girl) lining up to date her. Although real-life incels tend to not have a queue of backup options because the gods of the universe aren't making everyone ignore how self-centered they are.

But, I suppose, that's what the Maripologists are for. They will never forgive Adrien for not falling for Marinette on day one when Marinette accused him of things he didn't do and made him feel like he’ll never make friends at his new school. He can be the most devoted, worshipful boyfriend ever, and Marinette's supporters will resent him for not doing that in season one, when Marinette was doing nothing to earn it.

[fineshytsappreciationblog]

First date

Kind of a pt2

Once again sorry idk how to add the message of the request but thank to the person who sent it

Khabib

He hasn’t stopped thinking about you since he first laid eyes on you but he’s confident enough and not too much for it to come across as cocky, not too shy for it to be awkward.

He’s very gentlemanly and respectful on the date. He insisted on picking you up, opening you car door, pulling out your chair. He would be good with conversation always keeping it flowing and very easy to talk to.

By then end of the meal you where already in love with this man.

As for him… he already was I love and now he knows you’re not just a pretty face but also a beautiful soul.

Walking around the town for a while after the meal. He guides you around almost like a protecter. He would hover his hand over the small of your back, making sure never to lay a hand on you.

For now.

Islam

He would be a bit shy but constantly making jokes to ease the tension at the beginning. After about 10 minutes all that tension disappears.

He’s still very soft spoken with you and keeps his voice small, almost like you would shatter like glass if he got to loud and harsh.

Throughout the entire night he doesn’t lower his gaze once, yet it’s never awkward and you never feel the weight of his eyes on you like if it were somebody else.

After the date when he drives you home and gets out the car to open your door, the distance between you get smaller and smaller until he lightly shakes his head, chuckles and takes a small step back “we do this again?” He asks almost nervous you’ll say no.

Which of course you don’t.

Usman

For the date you both meet up at a small coffee shop and instead of sitting down, you get your coffee and slice of cake to go.

He shows you the way to a beautiful hidden spot by the lake. Where you can see he’s a lot more relaxed here with you alone, unlike when he first met you, around your and his friends.

He’s confident as ever now, asking some out there questions that aren’t very first date ish. Which you don’t mind, in fact you find kind of endearing.

You both laugh about life together and at his awkwardness of when you met.

You loved how easy it was with him and you kinda loved him.

Umar

He is such a shy man always trying to be confident but I doesn’t alway work out.

When he greets you awkwardly and goes instantly red, you lightly giggle at it and find him adorable. But when he hears you laugh for the first time, that’s it, he fully malfunctions. He knows that that’s the sound he wants to hear every second of every day.

Later in the evening you laugh at something he said, his head whips around to look at you. Now to seeing a small step on the ground while you guys a walking and trips almost falling flat on his face but he manages to catch himself in times.

The moment you truly realise you can’t let this be the last time you see him is when he looks back at you embarrassed about the fall with the cutes, most adorable smile on his face with his rosy cheeks.

Khamzat

He would show up at your house in a beautiful but very expensive car. Then proceed to take you to a very nice, fancy restaurant. One that you would never have gone to otherwise.

He’s very confident on the date but not in an intimidating way. I was nice for the date not to be awkward, unlike past ones you’ve been on.

Normally by the first few minutes you can tell that it would be the first and only date, but with Khamzat it was different, he makes you want to be around him, he’s the kind of guy that makes you feel heard. Not just present at a table with some guy talking about his life.

Khamzat makes you feel important, like he actually cares about you.

You have all his attention all night, never once did he look bored or distracted. When with him you’re comfortable, you can just switch off knowing he’ll take care of things.

Please send in ideas I need them. I have no idea what to post.😭😭

Thank you to the person who sent I’d the idea❤️

[jorenilee]

Me again!

Hmmm, I agreez it's more heartbreaking if something bad happens to the character you get more attached to, but I think that affect can be lessened if the character you befriended just flat out did not like you if you let their co-host die.

Like, your choices as the player (or, in their eyes, the trio's choices) indirectly killed their closest companion.

In Spamton's case, you made him lose focus for just when it mattered most. Made him just a tad too comfortable. Even if not intentional, it would be a big betrayal. Why promise him that you're gonna help if you weren't actually capable of doing so? I think Spamton would be more openly petty/angry, but not downright hate the trio, bc he's at least aware that it was clearly not intentional.

With Tenna, I definitely think that he'd still care about the lightners, but in that "I care about you, I still think highly of you, but please stay away from me" kind of way. Either that or he'd be even more clingy since he's completely alone now. I think Tenna would blame himself far more than Spamton, since he HAD been working for the knight.

I think maybe the player would be locked out of the "give Tenna away so he can have a better life" thing, so you'd just have this clearly mentlly unwell, grieving old man that is hiding everything really badly with no way to solve it. Also, maybe other TV folk would tell you that pretty much all progress they had with him was basically lost.

While with Spamton he would just turn into your biggest hater. Not in the "I am going to hurt/kill you" way, just in general. It'd be real difficult to find him in Castletown since he'd be constantly avoiding you and if you interacted with him, he'd either ask for the 100th time if you're absolutely sure that there is no way to send Tenna for reapairs or just be very, very petty.

Like, your choices altered their lives in such an enormous way, and yet it doesn't change anything in regards to the prophecy. Life goes on as normal even though you made the character you like miserable and unless you literally play through everything again there is literally nothing you can do about it.

Dunno if that makes sense, feel free to ignore me lol

NO COOK COOOKKKKKK this is so good.... spamton would absolutely push blame onto the trio (in a way, it's a good thing he didn't know about kris and tenna's deal) because that mf is petty as hell and externalizes all his guilt. Unlike where you save tenna, I think it would ruin his life in the sense that he never had control, even with all his knowledge and foresight and decades' worth of work, the prophecy ran full steam ahead anyways. At least if he was the one to get cleaved, he had some input on the narrative, he existed, his actions undeniably changed tenna's fate, just a smidge of that freedom he craves. Here, he was helpless to combat anything. Nothing he did ever substantially mattered.

Also tenna and queen parallels where if you fuck up their respective chapters, they stop being the wacky roommate but become the roommates that make you really really sad even if they try to put up a goofy front. And I'd imagine the "giving him away" ending would probably be locked because hey well, there's some cyber residents here, and he never saw spamton actually die for real, and he's a tough cookie, he could come back. And he'd pester queen every day if her internet sensors could detect him (not how it works). And it would also be worse since spamton would actually have amicable relationships with queen and swatch

I love playing toys

[boinky-doinky]

Heya!

Hello there, just came to say i ADORE how you draw the dummy pokie little Jack!

Big fan of your style! But too shy for no using the anon stuff, sorry :,B

Anyways- since you say that you would love to have someone to ask silly questions about them, can I ask ones?

Like- how is the relationship between Bright and Draven? I see Draven liking him a lot. Was Jack a good father figure here? What happened or what did Draven do to Jack wanting to kill him?

(Also english is not really my strong, sorry for mistakes :,D)

Jack was and is, at the end of it all, Draven’s dad.

She went to all of his baseball games, took him to school when she was still allowed outside of the facility, went to parent teacher conferences when Kondraki was unavailable, everything. You name it and Jack was there.

They had a very strong relationship and if Jack could’ve, they would have taken Draven into his custody permanently. But Draven was stubborn and still wanted his dad after everything. So, Jack didn’t fight it.

And in my Au, it was a series of events that led to the eventual break in their bond.

Jack Bright has never been the most stable man, and he isn’t hard to break. So, when you see your “husband” leave, your friends use you, your brother losing all respect for you, everything slowly crumbling around you, you start to break. Really and truly break.

It didn’t help when his nephew started to act just like they did, slowly being poisoned by the facility.

He just wants to save him, to keep him safe where no one can get to him. To take the poison out the only way he can think of. Jack is the only one who can do it, he’s the only one that understands. He wants to save him, to give him the only mercy he can offer.

And hey, it’s hard to watch your dad lose it. It’s hard to watch him set off one of the biggest breaches site 19 has ever seen. It’s hard to watch as he goes around the halls, hardly aware of what she’s doing. And it’s hard to fight back when all you want is to snap her out of it and bring her back to you.

[s1ushyz]

Ray toro please, please save me ray toro please 🙏🏽

[turtleblogatlast]

[ cw: death mention / family death mention / ]

Mhmm I sure love thinking of the reality where we did get more time to really know Karai and her dynamics with the bros. Losing her hit hard in the finale, but it would’ve hit much, much harder had we known Karai longer and really saw her relationships develop with everyone.

I especially would have been interested in her dynamic with Leo, as past iterations often have the two of them clash in ideals and the like while still sharing many characteristics. Two sides of the same coin, and all that. Her specifically being the bros’ Gram-Gram also adds a whole new dynamic as well.

Imagine how interesting it would be, to have Karai start off on Leo’s side for once, showing wholly just how alike the two are at their cores and bonding as family without the worry of betrayal or animosity that other iterations suffer through, only to have Karai die anyway. Their parting hug and the desperate look of horror Leo wears later on would have hit that much harder, I feel.

[djevelbl]

Ace Attorney crossover where, in very typical Phoenix Wright fashion, he's neglected to find out WHO IN HELL his newest client is until he's sitting right across from him at the detention center's visitation room, and he's forced to confront the fact that he's going to bat for a murderous clown who IS innocent this time around

Aka: Ace Attorney crossover, but ClownPierce is his client--

[maro0on]

i literally keep seeing so many joe locke antis in the mcu fandom and its literally for the stupidest of reasons

"oh hes not even jewish" "he's UgLY"

first of all i need these people's face cards i wanna see something--

second of all, these people are probably the same people who dont give a SHITE when a straight actor plays a gay character, lets be real...

LASTLY, these are probably the same fucking people to follow and stan a conventionally attractive influencer (eg. lilhuddy, nessa barrett) and then get SHOCKED when theyre not even a good person....

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