#I’m going to make one more☝️

[squibo]

*♡೫̥*･:.·˖*✩⡱Here’s the finished pompompurin columbo i sculpted! Ain’t he cute ｡:°ஐ♡*ﾟ*✩‧₊˚

Under the cut is some collage work in progress and a size comparison next to a sonny angle

[ocdhuacheng]

Gotta say I am naawwwwt particularly fuckin with kabeneri anymore. Like it’s fun to watch only bc I’m watching with friends bc we’re making fun of it but if it was just me I’d have dropped it already. There was just. One too many ass shots of a 12 year old who has the face of a 6 year old but the body of a 20 year old. :/

[5sospenguinqueen]

Hit It Like Rom Pom Pom | Max Verstappen x Sargeant! Reader

Summary: Fans find it hard to believe that Max Verstappen managed to pull a DCC. Your brother, Logan, is just disgusted that it’s suddenly all over his timeline. 

Warnings: swearing, fluff, mention of the loss of LS2 

this is a fake reality where logan wasn’t fired before cota and he got to live his american dream of driving around fuelled by nothing but the power of the eagle 

Requested: anon 

Faceclaim: Kleine Powell 

F1 Masterlist

there wasn’t really much to go off in the ask so i hope you liked this? i basically went through all the blonde dcc, picked one i liked and went through her insta for inspo so. it doesn’t help that i’m from the uk

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yn_sarge girls gone wild 

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alexandrasainmleux gorgeous gorgeous girl 

→ yn_sarge miss you 

user1 we need y/n back in the garage

→ logansargeant no, we don’t. she bullies me

user2 that second pic makes me weak in the knees

alex_albon can i come play mermaids too? liked by yn_sarge

→ lilymhe you know you’re not allowed to wear the shell bra without me

user3 how is this woman single. she needs to be snapped up (by me)

→ user4 wait, she’s single? that cannot be possible

→ user5 it’s not. she’s dating max verstappen 

→ user6 just because you wish something were true doesn’t mean it is

→ user7 no way she’s dating max verstappen. him and logan don’t even talk at the track

rileywhittall my favourite sargeant

→ logansargeant back tf up

→ yn_sarge i’m our parents’ as well

user8 streets are saying she’s dating max verstappen. all he does is play on his little sim, he can’t pull her 

maxverstappen1 mijn mooie meisje

→ user9 oh. @/user5 was right 

→ user10 ‼️

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yn_sarge game day ft. the bf only taking goofy candids of me 

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maxverstappen1 i can only take the goofy pics because you are goofy 

user11 we may not have her posting a pic of max but we do have a caption mention

landonorris only a pretty girl could make max attend an american football game 

→ yn_sarge actually 🤓☝️ he came because daniel wanted to watch the cowboys in action 

→ danielricciardo lando’s statement still stands. i’m a pretty girl 

user12 is it true you and max have been dating for years? 

user13 how the hell did an american pull the max verstappen 

→ user14 uh oh the f1 girlies have found her 

→ user15 we need to save her from the british 

liked by logansargeant 

user14 i find it hard to believe that she and max have been together for a while. they never feature on each other’s insta

→ user15 probably because they’re not chronically online 

→ user16 some things are more cherished when kept private 

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logansargeant bit late celebrating the 4th this year 🇺🇸

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yn_sarge where your clothes at

yn_sarge put your nipples away

yn_sarge jump scare

→ logansargeant just because you’re dating the wdc of my sport, doesn’t mean you get to bully me. i can still kick your ass, little sis

→ yn_sarge you’re right. it doesn’t. being mom’s favourite does though 

→ daltonsargeant stop telling people you’re the favourite. i am

→ user1 love how you can tell yn is already a few cocktails deep

rileywhittall beautiful boy 

→ yn_sarge are you blind?

→ logansargeant is max?

→ maxverstappen1 not behind a wheel

user1 omg logan got a dog??

→ yn_sarge no, he's just using snowdrop for clout

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f1 spending the weekend in the lone star means we get a visit from a special group of people. one lady in particular is going to have a tough weekend deciding which flag to support 

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kylekirkwood she is american. she dances for an american team. you don’t turn your back on america 🇺🇸🦅

victoriaverstappen we’d be more than happy to make her an honorary dutch 

daltonsargeant oh say can you see by the dawn’s early light 

lilymhe can i throw my chinese flag into the ring? 

williamsracing where’s the british flag 

logansargeant o say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave. o'er the land of the free and the home of the brave 🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸

user2 oh no, what have they done 

user3 this has summoned the americans 

yn_sarge yeah, thanks for this admin. my phone is being spammed with flag emojis from literally everyone 

maxverstappen1 my girl. my garage. my flag 

→ user4 possessive max verstappen hits different 

→ user5 he can get it hot like papa john 

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yn_sarge arguably the best day at work. i got to meet my favourite f1 driver 

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user6 this is not a drill, we have y/n in the paddock, people! 

→ user7 and dalton. it’s a whole sargeant affair 

→ user8 do you think this is because rumours have been flying that logan is being replaced after this?

→ user9 don’t remind me! they’ve come for his last race 

maxverstappen1 that’s the wrong garage, schat

danielricciardo thunder! 

→ user10 biggest fan girl. think he would win who’s the biggest y/n fan, even if his only competitor was max

→ maxverstappen1 no he wouldn’t 

kevinmagnussen i’m honoured 

→ maxverstappen1 no you’re not 

landonorris can you teach me how to shake my pom poms

→ maxverstappen1 no she can’t

user11 not the grid pulling up like ‘max can’t fight us all’ 

→ maxverstappen1 yes i can. and i will. i’ve beat them all for the past 3 years

user12 i’m just imagining max in his driver’s room staring at her comment section wigging out any time another drive comments

liked by logansargeant 

user13 her pic with charles was so funny. that man was trying his hardest to ensure no part of his body touched her in any way 

→ carlossainz55 and the photographer kept telling him to get closer 

→ charles_leclerc max was at the side glaring at me! 

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maxverstappen1 3 years ❤️

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user1 omg we have our first sighting of max and y/n together! 

→ user2 the fact that we didn’t even see them at cota but now he’s posting her!! 

user3 our first max and y/n post!!! 

user4 the scream i scrumpt

user5 how dare he drop this midday on a random day 

→ user6 not random to them, clearly their anniversary 

user7 max saw everyone saying he wasn’t serious about his girl because he never posts them and he took it to heart 

→ user8 his comments already prove he doesn’t play when it comes to y/n

user9 max took f1’s flag taunt seriously and decided to stand on attention 

→ user10 remind everyone who she’s going home with 

logansargeant disgusting display. that colour looks terrible on you @/yn_sarge 

→ logansargeant although everything looks terrible on you

→ yn_sarge bitter party of one 

→ daltonsargeant don’t let this fool you. he was so excited when he found out one of his racing heroes would be joining the family 

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yn_sarge award season is always an excuse to crack out this pic of the bad boys 

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user11 we’re finally getting the content we deserve 

lilymhe my gorgeous gorgeous girl 

→ alex_albon i don’t see me?

user11 no because the fact that she’s started sharing her relationship after years so people stop focusing on logan being dropped

→ user12 and max agreeing to share their relationship so people stop saying bad things about logan 🥺

→ user13 protecting their younger brother 

→ logansargeant hang on, he hasn’t married her yet. i’ve not given my permission 

→ maxverstappen1 you know you would though, broeder

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[mikeru-funzies]

THERES SO MUCH I WABT TO SAY ABOUT THIS /POS

rant in the tags

nevermind I reached the tag limit. sigh. ok well there’s more I could say but in conclusion GOOD I LIKE THIS AU👍👍

Overdue info dump/reference sheet on my stupid fartsy pantsy lotf au (I call it ‘Lord of the Flies if William Golding Locked the Fuck in’ or, ‘Locked In Au’ for short 🤗) please be nice to me

Misc infodump that’s more to do with world building/designs ⬇️

Designs:

Not everything is particularly “set in stone”, these are kinda rough designs I’ve been working on. They might change in the future- might not. But that’s okay! I tried to make them distinct and more realistic, unfortunately my art style comes from drawing anime characters all my life so that didn’t really work out. Please think that Jack is ugly… my friend says that I made everyone conventionally attractive and I did not mean to- please think Maurice and Jack are ugly I’m begging. Also I’m aware Piggy is a bit thinner than he’s meant to be… I’m working on it. Hopefully the more I draw him, the more weight accurate he’ll be.

Also I’m keeping the heights in inches. Fuck you, I love my country 🇲🇾🇲🇾🇲🇾🇲🇾🇲🇾🇲🇾🦅🦅🦅🦅💥💥💥💥

World Building:

This is an au where their little plane didn’t crash and they took a trip to America for a choir show! Other kids besides the choir got to go on for good behavior/good grades. That’s where they all met and they all became friends :3 I am very boring, and enjoy slices of lives. I only wish for them to have a simple life living in late 1950s Britain and going to boarding school with each other.

I’ll post more about them, if you have any questions please use my ask box! I love looking through it

Bye bye

[lilpaigeywbb]

okay so i’m thinking likeee paige has like a school girl crush on the new professor so she’s like making excuses to get her help and going to her office hours for stupid questions and like reader can see through it but she plays along and then maybe like paige is in her office because she “needs help” and reader like stands behind her and like does that leaning over the shoulder thing teachers do and like the tension is just so thick that eventually one of them folds and kisses the other and like yeah then they fuck on readers office desk! (hit a blinker everytime i said like…)

anyway thank you!!!

⟡꒰ favorite teacher ꒱⟡

➜ summary: paige finally gets with her hot teacher 

➜ warnings: teacher x student, smut

➜ pairing: student!paige x hot teacher reader

➜ authors note: mind you i was BAKED when i wrote this so yea. kind of proofread??? idk i might make a part 2 if that’s what the people want but this one fucking sucks i’m sorry (also @slutzforbueckers this is for u ☝️)

teaching physics at uconn was NOT in your 2025 bingo card, but alas, they needed a professor and they needed one FAST which is how you got here. 29 years old and teaching a bunch of your peers. it was weird, knowing a lot of them probably had crushes on you or were around the same age, but you began to find your way around. you just tried to focus on your work and your teaching which was enough. your class was boring and you didn’t find any of the students that interesting. sure, having the paige bueckers in your class was cool, but you never thought much of it. if anything, the stereotypical athlete ego made you think that paige wouldn’t even respect you.

but you were WAY off. 

the minute she watched you waltz through the door, her heart stuttered. she wasn’t sure she’d ever seen someone so beautiful in her life, much less a professor. paige watched you every day. she watched how you moved, how you spoke, how you paced when you were nervous. she was infatuated and knew she had to have you. it started subtle. paige would come up to you after class and say thank you for the lecture or she’d ask a question and speak more than others. this went on for around a month before you realized that maybe she wasn’t so bad after all.

after many lunchtime visits, staying after class, and emailing about questions, paige became more than a student to you. she was YOUR student. she never visited other teachers- hell, she barely even spoke to them which was how you knew she was yours. she only gave this amount of attention to you. it was a thursday when paige wanted more. she decided to go to your office after hours to “ask a question”. she stuffed her textbook and notebook into her bag, threw on a compression shirt, and made her way to your office. 

you heard and knock at the door and responded without looking up, “come in!” paige took a deep breath and opened the door, looking at you breathlessly. she was always shocked by your beauty. “ah, paige. its good to see you. do you need help with anything?” you asked, eyes piercing into her own. you couldn’t deny that the way her muscles showed made you a bit squirmy in your twirly chair. “i needed- uh, i just needed some help on problems 12 and 13.” she said softly. you rolled your eyes internally, knowing what she was doing. you knew from the start but this just confirmed it. she wanted to sleep with you.

of course, you didn’t object to the thought but you weren’t gonna make the first move. she had to break if she wanted it. “of course, paige! here- sit down and read it to me so i can help.” you smiled and gestured to the chair on the opposite side of your desk. paige sat and pulled out her books, making something up about ‘not knowing the numbers’. you tried to explain it and watched her pretend to struggle for a while before walking over and placing a hand on the desk in front of her, the other behind her chair. “sorry, i just need a closer look” you murmured, staring at her paper and loving the way her breath hitched. paige nodded and looked straight ahead but then turned, her nose brushing against yours. neither of you moved but your eyes gravitated towards her lips. 

of course, she noticed and looked at your lips as well before pressing them to yours firmly. it was a fight for dominance. she was so desperate for you and was trying to stand up so she could pin you against the wall and have her way with you but you were quick. you held her shoulders to keep her in the chair and moved to straddler her lap. “do you think i haven’t noticed you eye-fucking me? the way you ask me so nicely for help?” paige whined, completely dropping her tough act. she wanted you and she wanted you bad. she didn’t care if she had control or not. you began to roll your hips against hers in the chair, eliciting a whine from her pink lips. she squirmed and began to tug your jeans down with ease, tossing them to the side and bringing her fingers to your clothed pussy. looks like she wanted control after all. 

she placed her fingers in her lap, facing up. “ride my fingers. please.” she begged, as if it would give her pleasure too. you nodded, wanting to obey the younger girl, and pulled your panties to the side, sinking down on your students fingers. you let out a soft moan but paige? paige let out a loud moan, relishing in how your gorgeously dripping cunt squeezed her finger.s you rolled your hips against her, reminding her that she wanted to be in control so she began to thrust them into you, leaving small marks on your neck as she did so. she curled her fingers, listening to her favorite professors moans.

 you began to rock your hips on her again, moaning and whining. she brought her thumb over to graze your clit while she pumped into you. the coil in your stomach was tighter, making you moan and whimper more. paige loved it and just sped up her movements. “fuck, paige… im gonna cum.” you moaned. she whined and nodded, “please- please cum for me” that was when the coil snapped. your hips stuttered against her and she whined, feeling her fingers get coated in you. she pulled them out and licked them clean with a soft sigh. her eyes fluttered open and she looked at you, “i need help, professor. im so wet and i need someone to fix it” she murmured, her voice low and sultry. you got out of her lap and gently moved her so she was sitting on your desk. “it’s okay, honey. you know i can help with anything.”

you pulled down her sweatpants and boxers, admiring them before tossing them to the side. you settled between her legs and guided her toned legs over your shoulder. “you’re so toned, fuck…” you mumbled. no one you knew looked like her and that made you want her more. she whimpered and brought her hands to tug on your hair. “please- mommy, i want it” mommy. you could work with that. it was nice that one of your students not much younger than you worshipped you like that. you instantly ran a stripe up her cunt, making paige moan. she was so proud of herself for being able to get you like this, too. her favorite teacher. “dont stop- just like that.” she whined, holding your head in place with her hands. you smirked against her and slowly slid two fingers in. she swallowed you up just lik you knew she would. 

“you’ve been such a good student all semester for mommy… i think you should get a reward for that” you whispered agains the shell of her ear. your lips sucked her clit harder and fingers hit her spongy spot. she whimpered out and tugged your hair, “oh god- right there… please i’m gonna-” “cum. go ahead… be a good girl for me and cum.” paige gasped and whined loudly, gushing around your fingers. you fucked her through it, whispering words of encouragement to her and slowly kissing her hip. you pulled out your fingers and pressed them to her mouth, making her open and suck them. you smiled and whispered, “come back by my office on friday.”

paige nodded pathetically eagerly and she knew it but she didn’t care. she wanted you in every single way so bad and you knew it. just the way she looked at you like you hung the moon was enough of a tell. once her clothes were all on, she leaned in, silently asking for a kiss. you smirked and hummed, allowing your lips to meet hers. she tasted like your lip gloss. paige pulled away and grabbed her things before waving. “bye, professor,” she murmured, looking at you with heart eyes. you smiled and waved back, “bye, paige."

you were gonna have fun with her.

[lass-us-slay]

So I read a prompt about how Wonder Woman found Danny in a trash can (don’t remember which one) and I was bored.

So I took that lil info and made it into an AU.

So basically, Danny get yeeted into this unknown universe and has no where to live. And no where to live means no money. No money means no food. No food means Danny can’t keep his human half sustained.

So what does he do?

Decides to not change into a human and live in a trash can.

Yes you heard that right, live in a trash can.

Because he’s a ghost, he doesn’t have to worry about the germs and stuff. But that doesn’t mean he lives in just any trash can! He lives in a clean one ☝️

AND he also decorated it with his name so other people know it’s his!

And so Danny has been here for a while now and realizes

Holy shit there’s hero’s here- you know what, why doesn’t he have hero’s back home?!

And being minorly annoyed jealous (but he’s never admitting that)he thought:

Well since there’s hero’s here already, guess I’m not needed.

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.

.

Good. I’m tired af

And so Danny caries on his life, being content with his trash can and scaring whoever comes into his alley. It’s fun. Sure he sometimes needs to ugh overshadow people to feed his human side, but other than that.

It’s going great.

But Danny doesn’t realize that with Amity gone (or smth, you choose) which was his haunt, he slowly makes the trash can into his new haunt.

And slowly but surely, Danny’s beloved haunt trash can starts to become other worldly kinda.

Yk because of the ectoplasm.

So now Danny’s lovely trash can haunt has more space inside and- Hey Danny can actually sleep in it better!! And he got some company too!

In the form of blob ghosts.

Two actually.

They keep his trash can clean and help purifying some corrupted ectoplasm that he finds. Because for some reason this universe’s ectoplasm seems half way artificial and tastes a bit weird. Which is where the blob ghosts help out in.

Everything was great.

Danny was loving the trash can life style.

He has two blob ghosts friends. Which he named Sam and Tucker, and yea they couldn’t talk but that was fine.

He wasn’t lonely, he wasn’t. He had two very much talking friends like Sam and Tucker.

However one day two weirdly dressed people- oh they were hero’s.

Well anyway they found him, one woman stripper and one furry guy.

But it was on accident! He was just peaking out of his beloved haunt trash can, and they spotted him.

He stared, they stared back.

Then the woman stripper asked him questions, even when he said:

“Don’t mind me, have a nice day!”

But they just kept bother him and giving him weird looks and glances.

Which- rude.

Didn’t they see his mark on his haunt trash can? Obviously it means it’s his home, so they shouldn’t be bothering him still. He’s safe as can be.

Plus.

It’s not like he’s looking at them in suspicion and weirdness, I mean look at them! What kinda cheep knock off vampire fury mix and American stripper style clothing are those!

They should mind their own business!

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Just a silly lil drawing of this lmao, don’t mind me.

[hwaflms]

round & round! ★ [ l.dh ]

{💭} hyuck : i suggested playing spin the bottle because i wanted to kiss you, but now everyone’s kissing you except me :/

[☆] pairing. haechan x reader, slight jaemin x reader ft. 00’ line, chaewon of lesserafim and sieun of stayc

[☆] genre. smut + fluff | stoner!nct, pwp bc it’s me

[☆] wc. 6.1k

[☆] warnings. explicit content (mdni), weed/marijuana use, lots of making out, slight choking, dirty talk, fingering, sexual stuff in a semi-public place, use of the word ‘slut’, very slight degradation, not very proofread, pretty tame tbh

[☆] notes. my first time writing again in like??? two years???? istg i didn’t mean to abandon this acc 😞 pls be nice i haven’t written in a while and this is not my most favourite work but i’m warming up for more stuff in da future i just wanted to post a lil self-indulgent smth abt hyuck bc bf☝️ idk how active i’ll be because of uni and other things but i missed u guys!!! any feedback is appreciated enjoy :p

even through the clouds of smoke engulfing the little living room of jeno and jaemin’s shared flat, your hooded eyes still met.

today was an important day amongst your friend group; it was chaewon’s first time smoking up with everyone. your friends weren’t really the type to pressure anyone into doing anything they weren’t sure about, but considering the astounding majority who enjoyed smoking some variation of weed, group sessions were a frequent occurrence. you either joined in or didn’t, chaewon being the latter until she decided of her own accord that she was going to try it with the people she trusted.

you sesh with jeno most often, seeing as he was the one who introduced you to weed and taught you everything you know about it. after weeks of listening to you complain about sleepless nights, jeno suggested you try smoking a joint before you go to bed, especially since it was starting to affect your attendance. (“i can’t keep attending these zoology classes without you, y/n. every time something stupid happens, i laugh and make a joke out loud because i forget you aren’t there, and now i’m pretty sure people think i’m either insane or just really fucking lonely”.)

now, smoking up has been a pretty regular occurrence, especially since jeno introduced you to a bunch of his friends and vice versa, all of you making up one big, happy group of stoners. chaewon and sieun were your friends who got along with everyone else just fine, and though they didn’t hang out with the others as much as you did, they were still welcome whenever.

presently, you are leaning back against the couch, all the way on the end, because jaemin is sprawled out alongside you, opting to rest his legs on your lap. haechan makes a joke that you don’t understand, but you laugh anyway along with everyone else, except renjun who covers up his laugh with cough.

“you can never let me have it, huh?”, hyuck scoffs, narrowing his eyes at renjun who’s mouth forms a thin line. “i know for a fact you find me funny.”

you hear that he makes a remark back at haechan but what he says doesn’t register in your head, everything sounding far away. remembering the special occasion, you turn to face chaewon and sieun, who are giggling away on the floor about something between the two of them. you don’t know what they said but you smile anyway. she clearly seemed like she was having a good trip, and so was everyone else.

swallowing nothing, you realise how dry your throat feels, and with that realisation came this undeniable desire for some form of liquid. “jen,”, you tilt your head back and call out to the boy who was already rolling another joint on the table behind you. “did you end up buying more coke?”

“check the fridge”, he mumbles without looking at you, tongue poking his cheek out of concentration as he focuses on what he was doing. with a groan, you heave jaemin’s legs off your lap, muttering a couple ‘sorry’s when he starts to complain about the change in position.

you all but float to the kitchen, heading straight for the fridge and spotting the fresh cans of coke placed neatly in the overcrowded appliance. the first gulp feels like heaven against your parched throat, taking a few more while standing there.

“you gonna share or no?”, a voice startles you, turning to find haechan’s figure looming right behind you with a dopey smile on his face.

“god, we need to get you a bell or something. i never hear you coming”, you roll your eyes before grabbing two glasses from the cabinet. you’re disappointed to see that there was no ice in their freezer, but you pour the drink into the glass anyway.

“why are you pouring it into a glass?”, haechan furrows his eyebrows, looking pointedly between the glass and the literal can in your hand. “now we have to wash two glasses when we could’ve just drank it from the can.”

he’s right, of course, but you’re not gonna tell him that. instead, you pretend that you were planning on adding some lemon juice to the drink because you saw it on instagram. while you figure he doesn’t believe you, he humours you anyway and tries your little concoction, which ends up being pretty damn good.

out of all of jeno’s friends, haechan definitely stood out to you. you didn’t really understand why, you were just drawn to him, even way back before you met him, when jeno used to tell you about his friends. “loud and annoying” were the words he used to describe him, but the smile that appeared on his face anyway let you know that he was someone special to jeno. this was not to say his other friends weren’t special, you got along incredibly well with all of them, meshing right in with their group.

as of right on cue, jaemin’s voice loudly sounds out from the living room, “are you guys fucking in there or what?”.

sighing, you pick up your glass and begin to walk out of the kitchen, but not before purposely knocking haechan’s shoulder when you walk past him, hearing him snort before following you out as you exit the room. perhaps if you had lingered in the kitchen for a couple seconds longer, you would’ve heard haechan muttering something along the lines of “i wish” under his breath.

“jeez, took you long enough, can i have some of that?”, renjun drawls, lifting himself off the armchair with a smile, to which you roll your eyes but pass him your glass anyway. you sit down on the floor opposite the couch and he looks as if he is about to compliment your drink-making skills before haechan cuts him off.

“dude, chaewon and sieun look like they’re about to fall asleep, let’s do something”, he half yawns out, opting to stroll over to your spot on the floor and sinking down next to you.

“not…sleepy…”, chaewon murmurs, but her voice is muffled because her cheek is pressed against sieun’s shoulder, both of them sprawled out on the floor like it was a comfortable bed.

“sure you aren’t…”, jeno chides with a smile, getting up from the table to walk over to where all of you were situated. he twirls his newly rolled joint between his fingers, finally holding it out in his palm as if it were some magical gadget, and if you were being fully honest, you were sold. “round 2? or 3, I can’t really remember…”

some words of agreement were muttered across the room, chaewon and sieun even groggily getting up from what looked like a very comfortable napping spot. another rotation began, and you made sure to blow out your smoke directly into an unsuspecting haechan’s face when it was your turn.

“let’s play a game or something”, jaemin suggests, taking a long puff and passing it to jeno who sat beside him, and soon the room was hazy once again, the smell of weed infiltrating your nostrils.

“like what?”, chaewon coughs weakly in between her hit and renjun pats her back before he hands her your coke that you hadn’t received back after you gave it to him. so long for that.

“monopoly?”, jeno offers with a shrug and haechan lets out an obnoxious snore as a reply, making you laugh but you cover it up with a cough when you meet jeno’s playfully narrowed eyes. “okay then, big guy, what’s your incredible idea?”

haechan appears to actually think about it for a moment, looking around the room for some sort of inspiration maybe, until his eyes land on you.

“okay jaemin, get that empty wine bottle from last week, we’re playing spin the bottle”, he is grinning from ear to ear, wiggling his eyebrows even though all his suggestion receives is a bunch of groans and sighs.

your eyebrows are raised however, and you try not to let your reaction show too much on your face. spin the bottle? you hadn’t played that since you were maybe fourteen, but that was the least of your concerns at the moment. haechan wanted to play spin the bottle? who was he hoping to kiss? or was it just a whimsical little suggestion that was more of a joke?

it didn’t fully seem like he meant it as a joke, judging by his expression as he awaited some actual responses from the group. “what are we, fourteen?”, renjun might as well have read your mind, but he soon joins you and haechan on the floor, the others following suit. jaemin presents the empty bottle and places it in the middle of the little circle you have formed, everyone seeming slightly more keen as the joint runs out.

maybe it was the thc talking, but it didn’t really seem like a bad idea to you anymore. you were all single, attractive and close enough that it wouldn’t make things weird, and most importantly, you wouldn’t mind getting more familiar with haechan’s lips.

you shocked your own self with the sudden lewd thoughts in your head about the male sitting next to you, squirming in your position slightly. he turns his head towards you like he could hear your thoughts (“shut up, y/n, he can’t hear your thoughts…right?”) and you swear his eyes soften a bit. “are you sure you wanna play?”, he asks softly, mistaking your tenseness for discomfort, but you shake your head a little too quickly for your liking.

“no, no, let’s play, it’s not like we have anything better to do, right?”, you feign indifference and after everyone else agrees, the bottle is spun for the first time by haechan.

much to renjun’s dismay, it lands on him, and it’s almost comical the way he looks at the bottle pointing at him before slowly looking up at haechan. “renjunnie, let me kiss you”, haechan whines in a high pitched tone while drawing out the “you”, puckering his lips expectantly. the next three minutes consist of renjun listing every single person he would rather kiss than haechan, and you’d have half the mind to volunteer yourself if you weren’t clutching at your sides laughing at the whole exchange, slapping at both jeno and sieun who tried and failed to dodge your waving hands.

renjun finally relents when chaewon suggests he lets him kiss his cheek instead, but haechan is no quitter so he makes sure that he plants the loudest, most wet kiss on his face before sighing in victory when he sits back down. renjun is not the most happy with this, and he tells jaemin to take his turn instead while he rushes off to the bathroom to wash his face. hyuck looks indignant, calling out behind renjun, asking if he wants another one.

taking the turn instead of renjun, jaemin spins the bottle harshly, and it spins and spins and spins for what seemed like an eternity. your eyes are so focused on the way the bottle looks as it spins that you don’t even notice that it has stopped, until jeno nudges you with his shoulder. it’s neck is pointed directly at you, and you finally look up from your trance at jaemin, who wears an undeniable smirk on his face.

while you didn’t exactly see him that way, there was absolutely no denying that jaemin was a very attractive man, and he was no different presently, the sleeves of his hoodie rolled up as he propped himself up with his arms, looking at you expectantly.

you don’t want to look at haechan right now, because you can see out of the corner of your eye that his face is looking straight forward, not at you or jaemin, just forward. you wonder what is going through his head, but your thoughts are cut short when jaemin scoots closer to you in the circle.

“are you okay with this?”

and when you think about, you are. “yeah, i mean it’s just a game”, you reply, not wanting to ruin the fun or raise any suspicions, to which jaemin agrees and inclines his head towards you.

he kisses you, more fully than you were expecting, but you had no complaints really as you kissed him back, titling your head in the opposite direction to slip your lips over his. you wonder if your lips were as dry as they felt, and in the back of your mind it registers that your friends are watching you kiss your other friend because they hoot and giggle, but you can’t really bring yourself to care.

jaemin’s lips taste sweet and he smells sweet, his touch soft as he brings a hand up to your cheek, gently holding it while he continues kissing you. it probably wasn’t as long as it felt, but jaemin finally pulls away, the remnants of his sweet chapstick lingering on your lips. you are aware of how hot your face feels when you pull away and return to your spot, tucking your hair behind your ears.

“dude, what chapstick do you use?”, you ask after clearing your throat, and jaemin rummages in his pant pocket for a moment before whipping out a cute pink tube, holding it out in front of him. “strawberry dream, baby”, he winks, reapplying it on his lips. “never go anywhere without it.”

renjun returns after god knows how long, stating that he had to re-do his skin care routine because haechan had completely thrown off his skin’s ph balance, and is saddened to hear that he missed witnessing you and jaemin.

the game continues in a steadfast manner for the next couple of rounds thanks to haechan insisting we play one more round, though it doesn’t exactly go in the manner you were hoping for. the group is practically in tears after watching jeno and jaemin share an awkward kiss, chaewon arguing that they can’t claim “no homo” because it was the most homo thing she’d seen in a while, and that was saying a lot because she was, in fact, gay.

you have now kissed sieun, jaemin once again and an especially endearing renjun, who’s cheeks and tips of his ears are painted a bright red after you plant a full peck on his waiting lips. haechan grumbles something about renjun not having kissed anyone besides his mom to explain his reaction, but jeno is quick to cut renjun off before another argument ensues.

“i don’t know about you guys, but i think that’s enough exchanging of saliva for one day”, he all but sighs, lying down on the floor dramatically. while you do agree, you’re disheartened, because not once has the bottle landed on you when spun by haechan, or the other way around. it feels like the universe is fucking with you, because really how many times can you spin a bottle between a group of seven people and not have it land on the one person you want to kiss even once.

haechan looks like he wants to say something, but appears to decide against it in the end, stretching and standing up. it is then mutually agreed by everyone that it was time to watch a movie.

“super bad?”, jaemin proposes, and even though most people had already watched the movie, no one argues against it and jeno starts setting up the movie on their big screen tv.

settling into the couch, you glance over at haechan and you’d be lying if you said you weren’t feeling a tad bit disappointed. this whole spin the bottle thing makes you wonder about all the other times where you could have had an opportunity to make a move on the brown-haired boy.

you’d gone on long drives together, gone partying, even drank with just each other a couple of times. the closest the two of you had ever come to crossing that line was while you where dancing at a party and his arms were looped around your waist from behind, slowly swaying to the beat. you’d danced with him tons of times before that but you recall thinking the air was a little different than normal, more heated, but you also recall mistaking renjun for your professor, so you didn’t trust yourself. the moment came and went, and neither of you ever had the balls to address it, and now it had been way too long since to bring it up.

“this seat taken?”, haechan snaps you out of your bitter thoughts, jerking his head towards the spot on the couch next to you. you clear your throat and shake your head, scooting over slightly so he could sink down next to you. “what’s up, y/n, you look a little…not present. you still high?”

it’s funny because your mind certainly wasn’t present, it was in the gutter, but you choose to blame the weed. “yeah, i’m still high”, you answered truthfully, and so was he, his red, hooded eyes a dead giveaway.

“okay, perfect, i wanted to show you this stupid tiktok i saw”, he’s pulling his phone out of his pocket and leaning closer to you to show you some video of a cat, or maybe a dog, you weren’t paying attention. he laughs at whatever the animal did, the corner of his eyes crinkling as he does so, and you observe him instead of watching. when he doesn’t hear you laugh, he peeks over at you but you’re quick to turn your head back to his phone, letting out a very late giggle at the video.

if he did catch you, he doesn’t mention it, continuing to scroll and show you more videos. jeno finally gets the movie set up and turns off the lights, taking up the final seat left on the couch. the movie begins, and everyone falls into a comfortable silence bar hyuck, who makes the occasional comment that earns him a snort from you each time.

at some point during the movie, haechan stretches his arms out behind him, placing his arm on the head of the couch directly behind you. glancing at him quickly, you can’t tell whether the action was purposeful or not, because if it was, he was doing a very good job of looking nonchalant. you try your best to ignore it, but his hand is resting directly above your shoulder, inches away from touching you- but it never does.

you had never noticed what nice hands haechan had before. long and slender, nails clipped short and clean, his middle, ring and index finger adorned with various silver rings. you note that he wears three rings on his left hand, but none on his right. his right hand sits on top of one of his thighs, two of his fingers drumming against it following some rhythm going on in his head. his fingers are long, and the only thing you can think about is just how nice they would feel inside–

no, no, no, stop it, since when are you this horny?

you realise stressing out about how horny you are all of a sudden is just going to lead to a bad trip and you don’t want that, and you want to clear your head. even though you’re feeling a different kind of thirsty, you figure a distraction for a couple minutes would be helpful, so you excuse yourself to go get some water, jumping up from the couch and walking towards the kitchen. unbeknownst to you, haechan’s watchful eyes follow your figure as you exit the room.

finally away and in the kitchen, you fill up a glass and lean over the sink, closing your eyes to collect yourself. you can finish the movie without driving yourself crazy over haechan, right? tonight is no different than any other hangout and you don’t want to weird haechan out with your unnecessary staring and poorly concealed thirsting. you just need to stop thinking about his stupid hands, his stupid thighs, his stupid hair and his stupid kissable lips. “kissable? lock in, y/n, lock in…”

“who are you talking to?”

you wince but don’t turn around, eyes screwed shut tightly. you’ve been gone for a couple minutes and you don’t know when he left the room, but you put down the glass and turn to face him.

“what’s got you so jumpy?”, he questions, leaning against the counter. his arms are folded and his gaze is piercing, face tilted slightly to the left as he observes you. this is the second time he’s startled you in the kitchen today and also happens to be the very reason you’ve been so jumpy.

“nothing, i just…god, you need to starting announcing your entry into a room, dude…”

he furrows his eyebrows but lets out a chuckle anyway, slowly sauntering over to where you stood. eyes never leaving yours, he now stands directly in front of you, caging you in between the sink and his body. the closer proximity and dim lighting isn’t helping your case in the slightest, feeling all hot and bothered as if there was a sudden change in temperature. “what’s happening? you’re usually never like this, we’ve smoked up together so many times. are you having a bad trip?”

you understand why he might think that, what with your jerky movements, dazed staring and just overall disconnected demeanour. while you were wound up a little tighter than usual, you weren’t having a bad trip, your mind was just very slightly preoccupied. “no, hyuck, i’m fine, i just…needed some water”, it’s a half-lie you tell, choosing to not tell him the full truth for the sake of your own pride.

“you just seem…off”, he seems to pick his words carefully, eyes roaming over the expanse of your face. “no, i just…”, you trail off to try and find the words to explain this situation away, but he’s just looking at you so intensely. it’s so silent in the room and the air feels all too still, and you swear you’re trying to speak coherently but haechan switches his weight to his other leg, wetting his lips with his tongue while he awaits an answer and you just freeze. “i…”

“‘i’ what? see? you’re doing it again”, he starts, running a hand through his hair, and the muted light that leaks in through the window illuminates only one half of his face, but you can see him so clearly that even the way his pretty eyelashes brush against his cheek when he blinks doesn’t go unnoticed by you. you’re subconsciously chewing on your bottom lip, feeling a little like a deer caught in headlights. “you have this look in your eye. like you wanna…”

“…what?”

everything is still and unmoving, until your eyes zero in on haechan’s hand as he raises it, slowly bringing it to graze his fingers over your cheek. his touch leaves a burning hot trail on your skin and using his thumb, he releases your bottom lip from under your teeth, hand lingering cautiously for a fleeting moment before he drops it.

“like what, haechan?”, you repeat yourself, urging him to just say whatever it is he has to say, getting tired of this back and forth. you could sell a kidney just to see what was going on in his mind right now, because he looks torn between speaking his mind and just staying silent.

“like you want to kiss me.”

a few beats of complete and utter silence pass, not even hearing the dull sound of the television in the living room anymore over the thudding of your heart in your ears. haechan takes a small and tentative step towards your frozen figure, gripping the counter you’re using to lean against with his right hand, effectively trapping you in your place. now you really are a deer caught in headlights, because he’s spoken what you’ve been thinking about for the past couple hours into existence and he is absolutely correct.

“am i wrong, pretty?”

judging by your sharp intake of breath and open-mouthed expression, you’d have to be a fool to think otherwise. he looks as if he’s waiting for you to answer him regardless, giving you a chance to get out of this, but your voice is no longer functioning, and it takes all the strength in your body to shake your head ‘no’.

his eyes flicker between your eyes and your lips, tongue peeking out to lick his lips again. “i suggested playing spin the bottle because i wanted to kiss you”, his voice is strained as he admits this, quiet and careful like he’s holding back while his eyes are trained on yours like he’s daring you to break eye contact. you don’t. “but then everyone else was kissing you but me.”

normally you would giggle at his little frown, but all you can muster up is a whisper of his name, finally breaking his all-consuming eye contact in favour of looking at his lips again. you don’t know who moves first, but the next thing you know is your lips are pressed together in a fierce kiss, your hands tangled in his soft, brown locks while he grip your waist and pull you into him.

he kisses you like a man starved and you do the same with equal fervour, not even being able to process that your little daydream is coming true. his hand comes up to caress your cheek, soon moving down your neck after stroking your face softly, using it to tilt your head for you. the position of his hand is very purposeful because his thumb presses into your throat ever so slightly, but his grip is still tight enough that you couldn’t break the kiss (not that you wanted to, anyway). the other hand snakes around your waist and pulls you impossibly closer, pressing his hips into yours.

you’re positively drunk off the feeling of haechan’s lips molding over yours and you think you might just ascend when he tugs on your bottom lip with his teeth, using the opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth. body on fire, you mewl against his lips, swirling your own tongue around his while he slowly but surely bucks his hips into yours.

no wards are spoken while your hands thread through his hair, pulling on it and letting out a sound of surprise into his mouth when his hand trails down to your ass and grips it harshly. he finally releases you from the searing kiss, but he doesn’t let you catch your breath, instead spinning you around in his hold so that his front presses tightly into your back, hands slipping around your waist from behind. this feels like a déjà vu kind of moment because you are reminded of the time when you both were dancing in this exact position, except this time you were getting exactly what you wanted.

“you know how bad i wanted this?”, his voice echoes your thoughts and breaks the silence, hands running up and down your front in a teasing manner. lifting your shirt up slightly, he trails his fingers over the exposed skin of your torso and the action makes you squirm in his hold a little, and much to your surprise, he groans lewdly against your ear. “fuck, i’ve been thinking of this for so long. kissing you, having my hands all over you…”

you get the sense he’s talking more to himself than you, but you revel in it nonetheless. his hand grips your jaw and squishes your cheeks together so your lips form a pout, forcing it to the side where he plants one, two, three kisses to your puckered mouth. his other hand slips further up your shirt where he brazenly cups your boob through your bra, fondling one of them while his tongue peeks out to flick at your bottom lip.

you’re putty in his arms, all gasps and squirms and whispered ‘haechan’s. “what, baby?”, he mumbles into your cheek, the hand gripping your jaw letting go in order to slink down to your hip where it lingers for a moment. “what do you want?”

your lack of answer doesn’t bode well with him, earning you a tight squeeze to your hip as a kind of warning. “need you to touch me”, you whisper out defeatedly, and you feel haechan laugh mockingly against your face.

“yeah? need me to touch you?”, he mimics your voice while tutting, letting his hand slip further down to where you needed him the most, but not letting you have it just yet. “think you can be a good girl and keep quiet for me? we don’t need everyone outside hearing what a little slut you’re being in here.”

everyone outside. the fact that you were just a room away from all your friends who were sat watching a fun little movie together had completely slipped your mind, but if you were being honest, you couldn’t find it in you to give a shit. everything about your current disposition was so dirty. one hand under your shirt, the other about two seconds away from fingering you right in the middle of your friends’ kitchen, while said friends were sat outside, unaware of the goings-on under their own roof.

though you didn’t think actually getting caught in this position would be the most pleasant experience, the idea of it dampened your panties and caused you to whine out loud, tilting your head back against haechan’s shoulder. you receive an immediate hand clamped over your mouth in return, haechan tutting in your ear condescendingly. “looks like the little slut can’t follow a simple request.”

even though he reprimands you, his hands begin fumbling with the button of your jeans anyway, undoing it and pulling the zipper down. one hand comes up to wrap around your front and rests on your shoulder, holding you in place, and the other he sticks down your pants and cups your heat but makes no effort to move, chuckling when you try to move yourself against it. his crotch ruts against the swell of your ass and for you, any friction is better than no friction at the moment. with one hand gipping the arm around your shoulder, you slip the other behind you to palm at his hard cock over his pants, making him let out a sound of approval.

“please, hyuck”, you shake your face free of his hand and turn to look him in the eye, and he grips your throat and presses a chaste kiss to your lips.

he seems to accept your plea, finally moving his hand against you and you breathe a sigh of relief, lost in the feeling of his fingers rubbing circles on your clit over your wet underwear. he’s quick to slip his hand inside your panties, cold fingers pressed directly on to your bare pussy, spreading your wetness all over you. when he ultimately slips a finger into your tight, waiting core, you moan but it’s cut short when he slaps his hand over your mouth again. “keep. quiet.”

if someone were to walk in, the two of you would be a sight to see. you writhing in his tight hold while his hand is stuffed in your pants, two fingers pistoning in and out of you at a fast pace as his forehead is pressed against the side of your face, releasing short breaths. you look positively fucked out, and you’re both in a state of complete bliss as you grind against each other in a timely rhythm.

“my pretty girl. if i had known you wanted this too, i would’ve just grabbed you and kissed you like i wanted, in front of everyone.”

his voice is honey-like and sultry, and his fingers are nothing short of heavenly. they pump in and out of you, and he still manages to use his thumb to toy with your clit in this position, leaving you breathless and on the edge. “can’t believe jaemin and renjun got to kiss you before me.”

you’re so wet that your cunt makes downright sinful noises as he fingers you and you’re hoping that it isn’t really as loud as it seems. “you’re so wet, angel. so this is what had you all jumpy today”, he laughs like he’s stating the obvious, and you’d have half the mind to feel shy if his ministrations didn’t feel so fucking good right now.

you’re aware that you’re close and so is he because you’re clenching around his fingers, so he quickens his pace both inside you and against your clit. “you gonna cum for me, baby? right here, in the middle of kitchen, while everyone’s outside?”, he purrs against your face and you grip the part of his arm that isn’t shoved in your pants, digging your nails into his skin in a way that’s sure to leave a mark. his words make you feel dirty in the best way, not even knowing you could feel this turned on.

he peppers kisses along your jaw and neck, sucking here and there, and through the pale moonlight bleeding into the room from the window, the red blemishes that begin to bloom on your skin are visible to hyuck, and he seems pleased with his artwork. “that’s it, sweetheart, let go for me.”

your moans are muffled against his palm when you finally come, the orgasm ripping through you so strongly that you go limp in his hands, legs almost buckling at the sensation. with the added boost of the weed you smoked earlier, your orgasm is immense, feeling it pulse through your body until it’s too much, whining and wriggling in haechan’s firm hold. he holds you still and helps you ride out your high, whispering utterances of “that’s right, baby” and “my good girl” into your ear while you throw your head back and try to regulate your breathing.

in a moment, his hand slips out of your pants, turning you back around so you’re now facing him, grinning down at you from ear to ear as if you both hadn’t just defiled jaemin and jeno’s kitchen. “you feeling okay?”, he mumbles, tucking your hair behind your ear with the hand that wasn’t soaked, pressing a number of kisses all over your face as you nod and giggled, trying to evade his attack. he lets you go just to wash his hands, and it’s when he dries his wet hands on the material of his pants that you notice his raging boner, immediately feeling bad.

“wait hyuck, let me–“

as if he’s reading your mind once again, he shakes his head and takes both of your hands into his, wrapping them around his own waist while pulling you into him. “we can save that for another time, pretty”, he insists, his expression turning shy when he realises the implications behind his words. “that is, i-if you want another time, of course–“

it’s your turn to cut him off this time, but you do so by leaning up and connecting your lips again, bring a hand up to stroke his cheek. “of course i want another time, hyuck. i want this. i want you.”

your assurances do good to bring a smile to his pretty face, taking ahold of the hand on his cheek and pressing his lips to your skin gently, lovingly. “so, so, perfect.”

taking note of the prolonged amount of time the two of you had been gone, you skulk back into the living, but this time, hand in hand.

the scene you’re greeted with is a surprising one, because you find every single one of your friends to be sound asleep, much to your amusement and hyuck’s dismay. “so you’re telling me i could’ve been hearing you moan the whole time and none of these idiots would have even known?”, he is appalled, a hand coming up to rub at his face out of frustration. “i did all that for nothing?”

“i wouldn’t say for nothing”, you reveal, biting your lip and smiling up at the boy shyly. “i might have woken them up.”

“oh yeah, well now you’re going to”, and with that, he’s dragging you back to the kitchen while you giggle, nearly tripping over your own feet before he all but scoops you up in his arms, muttering to himself about having left something in the kitchen that needed urgent fetching.

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home hero | yt22 smau

♡ summary: the internet’s favorite story from suzuka? how you navigate your boyfriend’s home race also being your brother’s birthday

♡ pairing: yuki tsunoda x piastri!reader

♡ warnings: Couple of hate comments, use of yn

♡ faceclaim: none (pictures from pinterest)

♡ a/n: piastri sister!! (been wanting to do a piastri!reader so what better than a suzuka fic)

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user844 NO ONES TALKING ABOUT THIS AND ITS MAKING ME GO MAD 😭😭

user143 she’s most likely going to support both but it’s fun to speculate 😭

user081 like who’s garage will she be in? it’s yuki’s first red bull race but it’s also oscar’s 24th birthday and yuki’s family is gonna be there

user197 she’ll manage her time well i’m sure (i’m just stressed for her)

user062 someone check on mark webber that’s his “adopted” daughter who’s boyfriend now drives the second redbull 🥲

user142 he’s getting flashbacks for sure

user077 yn is like oscar’s biggest fan since karting but also its yuki’s home race and first race with red bull… 🤧

user843 something about calling oscar the birthday boy makes him sound like an eight year old 😭

user502 REAL AF 💀💀

user710 real question is HOW IS NICOLE 😭😭😭

user318 you know she’s freaking out about yuki in that red bull seat

user255 as the #1 yuki fan she’s on the edge of her seat this weekend

user331 she’s a red bull girlie this weekend ☝️

user175 EXACTLY we claim her this weekend papaya can have her in bahrain

ynpiastrii this is hilarious as shit 😭😭

user773 OMG HEY QUEEN 😍😍

user154 WAIT SO WHICH ONE

user188 DONT IGNORE THE QUESTION BDAY BOY OR HOME HERO 😀😀😀

—— ynpiastri instagram story

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user065 MY FAVORITE WAG 😭

user131 yukiyn crumbs‼️‼️

hattiepiastri AND YOU DIDNT INVITE ME 🙄

➥ ynpiastri you’re in aus 🙄 i can’t send ramen across the ocean hatts.

user189 i love the series of yuki taking you to different restaurants 😭😭

lilyzneimer that looks so good 😍😍

➥ ynpiastri queen do i need to hint at oscar to take you this week because it’s worth it 😩

➥ lilyzneimer YES 🤭

lando kinda rude not to give me the leftovers 🙄

➥ ynpiastri oh! didn’t realize i had to feed my brothers teammate now 😒

oscarpiastri Sooo are you taking me here for my birthday 👀

➥ ynpiastri is your birthday this week?

➥ oscarpiastri That’s not funny

user405 BRO 🤤

francisca.cgomes YUMMY 😭😭

➥ ynpiastri MY LOVE IT WAS SO GOOD 😭😭😭

user121 are we wearing papaya this weekend or rocking with redbull???

—— drivers’ press conference

(pic 1: interviewer: “Yuki your girlfriend, Yn Piastri, is also the sister of Mclaren driver, Oscar Piastri. With it being your home race and first race with Red Bull. while also Oscar’s birthday have you all discussed who’s garage she’ll be in this weekend?”)(pic 2: Yuki: *laughs* Is that a thing people want to know? I mean she’ll more than likely be with my family since hers isn’t here this weekend. Not sure though guess I’ll have to check with her what she’s doing)(pic 3: Charles: *laughs* “we are checking!” Yuki: *laughing* “Exactly! We are checking!”)

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user125 not the point but charles joking about we are checking is fucking hilarious 😭😭

user882 he really said: why is this news? 😭😭

user321 his face said “we do this all year why do you care now” 😭

user028 literally he was so put off by the question

user176 yuki not realizing everyone is just obsessed with yn as he is 💀

user034 he really was like why do you care?

user517 charles saying “we are checking” in 2025 💀💀

user505 must be the water 🤷‍♀️

user125 yuki kinda called us all crazy for making it such a big deal where yn would be watching the race from 😭😭

user987 looked like he wanted to call us all parasocial

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ynpiastri quick! how do i make my brothers birthday about me??

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user231 who’s birthday? all i see is a yn piastri photo dump 🙈

user152 OSCAR BIRTHDAY DINNER???

user134 IK THIS IS SO CUTE 😭

user045 YN POSTED‼️‼️‼️

lando where was my invite?

ynpiastri must’ve gotten lost in the mail 🤷‍♀️

lando ynpiastri this is just rude as fuck 🤧

ynpiastri lando i’ll tell the fia you’re swearing 🙂‍↔️

lando ynpiastri YOU HATE ME 🥲

user444 they’re siblings (confirmed)

hattiepiastri once again was not invited

ynpiastri once again you’re in australia my love 😍🫶🏻

hattiepiastri ynpiastri bully 😒

ynpiastri hattiepiastri love you too pookie 🫶🏻

user310 my fav piastri 😍😍😍

yukitsunoda0511 same 😍

user310 yukitsunoda0511 BYE 😭😭

hattiepiastri yukitsunoda0511 i thought i was your favorite 🤨

yukitsunoda0511 hattiepiastri who told you that?? 🤨

user031 hattie catching strays in the comments 😭😭

user143 that photo of oscar at the end 💀💀💀

user032 literal jumpscare 😭

user558 lily and yn taking up the most of this dump is the way it should be 😍

yukitsunoda0511 favorite dinner date ❤️❤️

ynpiastri who? oscar??

yukitsunoda0511 ynpiastri yes ☺️

ynpiastri yukitsunoda0511 knew it i’m the other woman 🤧🤧

ynpiastri all seriousness you’re my favourite dinner date too 🤭🤭

user041 wait when is oscar’s birthday i thought it wasn’t for a few days 😭

ynpiastri it’s sunday!! we celebrated early since everyone’s busy during race weekend ☺️

user041 ynpiastri HEY QUEEN 😍 that’s so cute stoppp

oscarpiastri Thanks again for dinner Yn it was great!

oscarpiastri could’ve chosen a different picture for the end though 😒

ynpiastri of course!! happy (early) birthday bud!!

ynpiastri oscarpiastri i actually couldn’t hope this helps ☺️

user009 sibling goals tbh

lilymhe you and lily definitely stole the show from the birthday boy 😍

ynpiastri you’re so right we served 😏

user310 i love yn and lily squared 😭

—— instagram

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f1 Here’s how we start for the 2025 Japanese Grand Prix after Carlos Sainz’s grid penalty 🇯🇵

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user301 i’m in yuki tsunoda defense mode ♥︎ by ynpiastri

user931 maybe the second seat is cursed

user796 Lawson being 13th and Tsunoda being 14th is actually hilarious 😂

user045 yuki’s performing better in both cars??

user302 user045 HONESTLY 😭 plus liam got preseason in the car this is literally yuki’s first week in the car 🙂‍↔️

user934 oscar almost had pole. yuki being screwed over by redbull already (literally don’t even fight me rn). it’s a rough day for piastris 😔

user037 someone check on nicole and yn

user968 the piastris (including yuki) are too slay for this kind of treatment 🙂‍↔️

user310 YUKI TSUNODA GET BEHIND ME 🔪 ♥︎ by ynpiastri

user798 LIKE FR WHAT DID HE DO TO THESE PEOPLE 😔

user412 THE COMMENTS ARE SO CRUEL 🤧

user031 HES JUST A BABY 🥲🥲

user310 oscar with a second row start for his birthday‼️ (would’ve slayed if he got to start on pole rip 🤧)

user032 we believe in you yuki!! you’ve proven this weekend you can keep up with max!

user210 ??

user032 user210 did you not watch free practice?? he was right there with max

—— ynpiastri instagram story

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user431 RED BULL WAG LOOKS GOOD ON YOU QUEEN 😭

user189 yuki will slay today 🤞🤞🤞

francisca.cgomes you look so good 😭

➥ ynpiastri thank you queen 😭😭

hattiepiastri SLAY

➥ ynpiastri all i know how to do 😍

➥ hattiepiastri it’s in the genes frr

nicolepiastri Tell Yuki we’re all cheering him on today no matter what!

➥ ynpiastri i will mum 😭😭

user310 LOOKING GOOOD 😍

user807 your aura will save yuki from the second seat curse 🤞🤞

lilymhe YOURE SO PRETTY 😭

➥ ynpiastri UGH NO YOUUU

➥ lilymhe FIGHT ME 🥊🥊

➥ ynpiastri ILL FIGHT ALEX FOR YOU 😍🤤🤤

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yukitsunoda0511 first race in the books with redbullracing, there’s work to be done but i’m excited to keep improving and building from here. i would also like to thank everyone for all the support! racing at home in Japan is such a privilege, and even if we didn’t get the result we wanted, I’m so grateful to everyone for all the love i received this weekend 🙏

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user688 WE’RE ALL ROOTING FOR YOU 📣📣

user981 proud of you! ily yuki 🤍

user512 never give up yuki!! we all believe in you 💪💪

nicolepiastri You did a great job this weekend Yuki!! I am Incredibly proud of you! I know you’re destined for great things! ❤️

user044 forever his #1 fan fr

yukitsunoda0511 thanks nicole😭

user883 Break the curse‼️

user712 to gain two positions on a track that’s really determined in quali is a feat in itself!! you’ve got this we’ll be back in bahrain‼️‼️

ynpiastri incredibly proud of you!! keep defying the odds i love you 🫶🏻🫶🏻

user140 STOP YOU TWO ARE TOO ADORABLE 😭😭

yukitsunoda0511 i love you sm thanks for being by my side 🫶🏻

user311 lets go yuki!!! you got this!

isackhadjar You did good this weekend Yuki!!

user021 ISUKI 😭😭😭🤧🤧🤧

yukitsunoda0511 thanks!!! congrats on points man!!

user775 you’re doing so good yuki!!

user021 we’re cheering you on!

hattiepiastri good race yuki!! can’t wait to watch what you can continue to do!

yukitsunoda0511 thanks hattie see you soon!!

user120 the piastris love yuki and its adorable 🤧🤧

user013 looking forward to bahrain!! continue learning the car!!

user305 you did great given the circumstances! 🙌

maepiastrii way to go yuki! you’ll keep getting better!!

yukitsunoda0511 thanks so much!

user992 Way to go Yuki!

ediepiastri great job today!!

yukitsunoda0511 thanks!

user034 Next race will go better! you’re doing great for the car you’ve been given!!

user220 Keep pushing! you’ve got this!

oscarpiastri Good race Yuki!

yukitsunoda0511 thanks oscar! congrats on p3 and happy birthday!! 😄

user931 IM GOING TO SOBBB THE PIASTRIS SHOWING YUKI SO MUCH LOVE 🥹🥹

user112 they’ve adopted him at this point 🥲🥲

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ynpiastri always my favorite. love you japan 🎌

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user032 the fact the most interesting thing that happened this weekend was some fires in free practice and qualifying and everyone freaking out over where yn was gonna watch the race from 😭😭

user130 always the best photos dumps‼️

lilymhe honored to make the dump 😌

ynpiastri ALWAYS 😍😍

user821 SOOO PRETTY 😭😭

user102 NOT THE SCREENSHOT OF OSCAR HOLDING LANDO’S THUMB 💀💀💀💀

user021 she stays trolling him 😭

user103 oscar will never know peace with her and i love it

user991 the yuki pics are so precious 😭

user031 she feeds us with boyfriend yuki and i’m here for it 🥲🥲

user151 he’s so real for having food/drink in each one 😭

alexandrasaintmleux you and lily steal the show!!

ynpiastri UGH ILY 🤧🤧

user999 that red bull jacket 😫😫😫

francisca.cgomes i live for your photo dumps 😍

ynpiastri stopp i’m blushingggg 🤭

oscarpiastri Am I being cyberbullied?

ynpiastri why would you think that 🤨

oscarpiastri ynpiastri 😀

lando maybe just learn how to dap ♥︎ by author

oscarpiastri lando STOP BULLYING ME‼️

user912 Japan loves you too yn 🫶🏻

user081 she’s my favorite wag 🤧🤧

lilyzneimer the queen of photo dumps strikes again 🤭

ynpiastri byeeee ily queen 🤭

user087 OBSESSED

user102 tell yuki we’re all rooting for him!!

hattiepiastri okay cool but what souvenir did you buy me?

ynpiastri … none?

hattiepiastri ynpiastri how dare you 🤧

ynpiastri hattiepiastri i’m sorry pookie 😔

isackhadjar hurt i didn’t make the dump

ynpiastri in my defense! you made yuki’s more than i did ☝️

isackhadjar ynpiastri good point he posted more photos of me than you 😝

ynpiastri isackhadjar don’t rub it in 😒

user020 aura to the max 😍

yukitsunoda0511 best home race i could ask for! no matter the race result having you there with me means the most 🫶🏻 love you

ynpiastri i love you so much and i’m proud of you no matter what! you’re doing amazing 🫶🏻

user220 okay i’m sobbing 🥲

[carmenberzattosgf]

okay but imagine carmy’s first time without the condom☝️😊 how he’d ask you if you’re sure so many times beforehand and when he’s finally inside he has to hold you still because damn! that feels almost too good! and it’s even worse if it’s the first time he cums inside too -💫

Carmy has you stripped naked within ten minutes of knocking your apartment door. You fall back on the mattress and watch as he quickly takes off his shirt and pants.

He crawls over top of you next, meeting your lips for a series of hot, messy kisses. He’s still wearing his boxers, so you take it upon yourself to push down his waistband so he can kick them off. He groans into your mouth when you grip his cock and lightly stroke him, spreading precum down his length.

“Need you to fuck me, Carm. Please—don’t wanna be teased. Just need you.” Carmy usually insists on eating you out first, but you want him inside of you.

“Y-yeah—I’ll take care of you.” He pauses for a moment, realization hitting him. “Shit! I don’t have a condom.”

“I wasn’t expecting you, or I would have bought some,” you giggle. He showed up tonight completely unannounced. He kissed you with hunger when you opened the door, making it clear what he needed from you.

“Sorry, I uh—just had to see you. Couldn’t stop thinking about you all day at work—shit—“ his voice falters as you stroke his dick again. More precum forms at his tip. “I can eat you out?” He offers.

“Want you, Carmy. I’m on birth control, it’ll be fine.”

You feel his cock pulse in your hand from your words.

“Are you—are you saying—“

“Please, Carm. I want you to fuck me.”

“Fuck—are you sure? Shit, I can run down the block to the corner store if you want me to.”

By hooking a leg around his waist, you press Carmy in closer to you, lining him up with your entrance.

“M‘positive. Want you to fuck me. Please,” you beg. Carmy doesn’t take much convincing, though. He sinks into you slowly. A broken gasp leaves his mouth as the head of his cock slips into you.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck. I’ve never—never done this without a condom—holy fuck, baby.”

“S’good, Carmen. Filling me up so, so good—shit,” you whine as he completely bottoms out inside of you. He’s pulsing inside of you, and panting into your ear. You can’t help but move you hips to feel his cock nudge against your walls.

“Fuck. Stop. Stop moving,” he says through clenched teeth, gripping your hips to keep you still. “Just—just give me a second.”

You know better than to press your luck, so you run your fingers through his hair as he rests his forehead on your shoulder.

“Shit—so—so wet—fuck,” he murmurs. “Didn’t know it could feel like this. M’not going to last long. God—“

“Carmen—please move. Please—“ you beg. “Don’t care if you don’t last—want you to fill me up.”

“Holy shit, baby.” You watch Carmy’s eyes go dark. He was planning on pulling out and cumming on your stomach, but now that option is off the table. You want him to pump you full of his cum, and that thought alone makes his cock twitch.

Once he starts fucking into you, Carmy’s pace is relentless. He’s holding onto you for dear life, arms wrapped around your frame. He’s not hiding his face in your neck, though. He’s resting his forehead on yours so he can watch your face as you take his cock. Whenever he’s not kissing you, he has his bottom lip inbetween his teeth to contain the sounds of his moaning.

“So tight—so fucking warm, baby. Perfect for me. God, you’re perfect.”

“Carmy, Carmy—I can’t—m’gonna—“

“Soak my cock. Let me feel it,” he commands. He moves one of his hands to circle your clit with his thumb, and that sends you over the edge. Carmy’s pace grows sloppy and erratic. His forehead moves to rest on your shoulder, so he can look down and watch his cock thrust in and out of you.

The pulsing of your cunt around him with zero separation pulls a broken groan out of his lips, but he’s still trying to hang on for you. His hips fuck into you roughly, pounding into you hard and deep.

“Carm—cum in me. Fill me up—wanna feel you spill out of me—“ you cry. He lets himself go at your words, biting into your shoulder as his hips press as far into you as possible. You feel him throb inside of you, filling you up with cum.

You both lay in bed for who knows how long to catch your breath. Carmy’s still inside of you, keeping you plugged up with his load. He’s the first one to break the silence.

“Baby, I don’t think I can go back to using a condom again after that— I’ll pay for you to get an IUD, or an implant, or whatever you want.”

“Deal.”

[transformersxreader]

Imagine being a famous opera singer across Iacon city! (TFOne Reader insert)

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~(Y/n) who loves to sing her spark out to all the citizens of Iacon city, (Y/n) who gladly performs for her primes.

~The primes enjoy (Y/n) singing voice, they could listen to her all day and talk poetic

~(Y/n) being the nicest bot that anybody has ever meet, welcoming all to see her performances. No matter who they are

~(Y/n) who changes her amor styles like padme from Star Wars, but mostly wears her yellow mix orange amor (☝️The one in the sketch above)

Here are some example vids of what (Y/n) would sing like

~After another perfect performance for the primes, (Y/n) meets an odd yet charming fan.

“(Y/n) a pleasure to finally meet you, the names sentinel~ love your work~”

The blue bot grabs (Y/n) hand pulling it up towards his face to kiss it, (Y/n) smiles trying to be kind about his actions

“Thank you sentinel, very nice to meet you.”

~Some time has passed and the sad announcement of primes death facing the quintessons, ending the war making everyone believe they have won. Not knowing that sentinel betrayed the primes working for the enemy to gain power over cybertron. Making him the new prime of cybertron their “savior”

~(Y/n) was saddened with the news of the primes death, but due to the victory over the quintessons it was called a celebration from the new prime.

“(Y/n) there’s someone here to speak with you.”

(Y/n) looks up to the mirror reflection to see one of her assistant that helps her throughout the day, but doesn’t look back,

“Tell them I’m not seeing anyone today….”

(Y/n) looks down covering her face, before the bot could say anything. A large figure pushes into the room, (Y/n) hears standing up turning to face whoever came in.

“I’m sorry I’m not seeing-“

There stood sentinel.

“Sentinel?”

Sentinel smiles and walks closer to (Y/n), grabbing her hand pulling her closer to him surprising (Y/n) by his bold actions.

“(Y/n) lovely to see you again, how you’ve been?”

(Y/n) was shock just as she was to reply she was interrupted

“Listen my dear, since our victory against the quintessons I believe a performance from you would really lift our citizens spirits up.”

(Y/n) was just lost at this point,

“Sentinel… I don’t-“

“Prime. Sentinel prime.”

(Y/n) flinch at his voice, (Y/n) not wanting more issues agrees to perform for the new prime. Sentinel delighted on (Y/n) agreement, stating that he will be excited to see (Y/n) perform for him.

Time seems to past slowly for (Y/n), After performing for the passing of the primes and our victory,

(Y/n) didn’t felt like herself, waving to the large crowd that applauded and cheered. Looking above to some of the balconies seeing sentinel prime and what seems to be his right hand bot, a very tall femme bot.

Both with smiles applauded for (Y/n).

(Y/n) gave one final bow to the crowd and walking gracefully off the stage to her personal dressing room.

Sighing in relief, she hums a low lullaby to herself. As she hums the room around her changes slowly, she removes a few pieces of her outfit. Changing into a new amor color.

(Y/n) was resting enjoying the free time she had before seeing sentinel again, looking out viewing the large city from a high building, placing another small energon cube into her mouth. Laying back to look up (Y/n) slowly closed her optics, finally feeling at peace.

Clunk-Boom!!

A loud crash startle (Y/n), waking her up looking around the room seeing a bit of dust, waving the dust away.

‘Cough’ ‘cough’ “ugh… ow my head.”

“And this is why I didn’t wanted to come!”

(Y/n) optics adjusted seeing two fingers, the two other bots didn’t seem to noticed her. They both continued their little conversation. The gray bot looks around then finally noticed (Y/n).

“Uh.. pax…”

The other red bot looks up to his friend and just as he was going to ask what’s the matter, the gray bot grabs ahold of his head making him face (Y/n). They three stood in silence, thinking whether or not to make a sound. The red bot smiles shyly slowly raising his hand waving.

“Umm hello.”

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Thanks for reading my friends 😊✨✌️

[r66dusthewriter]

Sundress season.

Pairing: Country boy!Drew/rafe x fem!reader

Masterlist | Who am i? | REQUESTS ARE OPEN!

A/n: This is solely based on Drew saying “I’m from the country ☝️🤠” on that one Jimmy Kimmel Late Night Show interview. This is the first smut I’ve written in what? 2 years? I’m scared, so i'm gonna leave this here and leave.

Synopsis: in which Drew never pursued acting and still lives in the country.

Genre: Smut

Warning: Filth. Read at your own risk.

Word count: 1.2k

From messing around in high school hallways to calling yourself his wife and living on his farm. It still felt surreal sometimes. The air was warming up, thick with the scent of grass and wildflowers and though he always insisted you stayed inside where the A/C could protect you from the heat, you much preferred being by his side.

He liked to act grumpy about it, muttering about the sun and the scorching heat and how he didn’t want bugs eating you alive but the truth was, he loved having you there.

Today was no exception. You’d stepped outside in a soft summer dress paired with your worn-in cowboy boots and the protest he’d been preparing immediately vanished. He just stared for a moment, smiled like he was trying to bite it back, then nodded and pulled open the passenger door of his truck, saying “Alright, come on then.”

You’d spent most of the morning in the passenger seat, bumping along dusty paths while he made small stops, checking out the animals, inspecting rows of young crops, scribbling mental notes for things that needed fixing. He never did anything halfway. Not with the land. Not with you.

On the long way back, he slowed the truck and pulled to a stop near the river crossing the huge property, hopping out and going to help you out to join him.

“I wanna build a dock here,” he said, pointing out toward the water’s edge. “What do you think?”

You climbed onto the opened bed of the truck and settled on a clean blanket he’d laid out earlier for you, your legs swinging off the edge as you studied the view. The way sunlight skimmed the water, the gentle slope of the earth, the stillness of it all…

“I love it,” you said.

He took a few photos of the spot, angles, spacing and depth. Something about how he planned everything made you feel safe, like he was building more than just a life, he was building you into it.

He tucked his phone away and checked the time, then turned to look over at you as you observed the view and he watched you, a half smirk growing on his face. “I’m getting hungry.”

“I can start heading back while you finish out here,” you offered, already swinging to hop down. “Make you something quick until lunch.”

But before your feet touched the ground, he was already there, stepping between you legs, placing his hands on either side of you and caging you in without pressure. He leaned in slowly, kissing your jaw, your neck, the space just below your ear. Lazy, wet and familiar.

Then, with a teasing bite to your shoulder, he murmured, low and rough “Not that kind of hungry”

Your breath caught on a laugh that quickly faded into a quiet moan as his mouth trailed lower, brushing soft kisses along your collarbone, then down the delicate dip of your cleavage. Your fingers tangled in the hair that curled at the nape of his neck, grounding yourself in the moment.

He eased your dress up with slow, deliberate hands, the fabric bunching around your hips. Then, with a quiet groan like he couldn’t help himself, he sank to his knees in the warm grass. The world went still as he looked up, eyes dark, focused, reverent as his lips began to trace soft, open-mouthed kisses along your inner thighs.

His hands slid upward, thumbs grazing just beneath the edge of your underwear, his voice rough and playful.

“How about a meal to go?”

You couldn’t even speak, just nodded, lifting your hips slightly in invitation. He smiled like a man who’d just won something that wasn’t already his, then slid your panties down your legs, careful and unhurried, like he had all the time in the world. He balled the fabric in his hand, then tucked it into the pocket of his jeans with a mischievous glint in his eyes, like it was some kind of trophy.

His hands found your hips with practiced ease, fingers curling firmly as he pulled you toward the edge of the truck bed. The blanket shifted beneath you, the soft rustle of fabric mingling with the quiet buzz of summer. 

Without a word, he lifted your legs, guiding them over his shoulders, holding you there like you would even think about leaving. His grip was secure, grounding, as his eyes flicked up to meet yours one last time, checking in the way he always did, even now.

Then he leaned in, pressing the softest kiss at the very apex of your thighs before his mouth ascended fully, dragging a long, slow lap of his tongue along the delicate heat of you. You gasped, fingers curling tighter into the edge of the blanket as your head tilted back toward the sun.

His movements were slow, deliberate, each one reminding you just how intimately he knew your body, how deeply he understood the rhythm of your pleasure. His tongue flicked your bundle of nerves until you were pulling him by his hair impossibly closer towards you, your moans overtaking the flowing river next to you. He lapped at your slick cunt shamelessly, fucking you with his tongue until every breath you let out was a pathetic whimper. Your chest heaved and gaze blurred, eyelids finally falling shut allowing you to get lost in the moment.

“Ugh fuck” you cursed, thighs trembling around him and locking tighter as he pressed further, deeper, applying pressure to your clit and making his tongue vibrate against it. He let out lewd groans of pleasure as he selfishly took more from you, your moans becoming louder and louder causing his length to tent in his jeans.

You sank back onto the bed of the truck, the warmth of the metal searing your skin briefly but the feeling was distant, almost forgotten. Your back arched against it as pressure started to build on your lower abdomen, his hand reaching up to grope at your hardened nipples over your dress, rolling them between his fingers just enough until the pain was a peak in your pleasure.

You didn’t have time to warn him before your cunt pulsed against his mouth, leaking sweetness onto his plumped lips as he licked you clean of it. Your breathing slowed down as he did, until he rose to his feet with a last kiss to your heat. 

He smiled, his lips glistening as he looked at your swollen core, skimming his thumb along it before introducing it into his mouth to lick the remnants as he watched you intensely, gaze warming your skin more than the sun was.

“Just wait until I get that dock going” he murmured, a breathless edge to his voice as he discreetly adjusted himself in his pants, then extended a hand to help you sit upright. You took it, your legs still heavy with afterglow. As you settled, he stepped even closer, both hands rising to gently sweep your hair back, fingers grazing the sensitive place where your jaw met your neck, tilting your face upward until your hazed eyes met his.

Your breath hitched as he leaned in, brushing the pad of his thumb across your lip before his mouth followed. His tongue flicked softly at your lower lip before deepening the kiss. Slow, sensual and unhurried. You melted into it, moaning faintly at the taste of yourself on him. When he finally pulled back, his eyes stayed locked on yours, lips still ghosting over yours as he whispered with a crooked smile.

“Delicious”

Looking at you like nothing had ever tasted sweeter.

[wendichester]

Long walk on the beach with the most jaw dropping of a sunset you can imagine with the man, the myth, the legend—Dean Winchester and a frisky reader😌☝️

.ೃ࿔*:･ sunkissed n' shameless,

summary. you and dean finally manage some time to go to the beach. it is one of his favorite activities. and you kinda see why

pairing. dean winchester x reader genre. frisky

wordcount. 441

notes / warnings. implied sexual content though it doesn't really go there, lots of physical affection and teasing.

The sky is on fire. Orange, pink, and molten gold streak the horizon, the kind of sunset you see in postcards—or maybe daydreams. Waves kiss the sand in lazy rhythm, warm wind curling through your hair.

And Dean Winchester walks beside you like a goddamn summer fantasy.

He’s barefoot, jeans rolled up, flannel sleeves pushed to his elbows. His hand swings close to yours, knuckles brushing every few steps like he’s just daring you to grab him.

You do.

His smirk flashes, cocky and knowing. “Can’t resist me out here, huh?”

“You’re not exactly subtle,” you shoot back, eyeing the way the sun hits his jaw, turning him gold. “Kinda hard to ignore when you look like a Calvin Klein ad lost in a beer commercial.”

Dean laughs, rich and low. “You’re not so bad yourself, sweetheart.” His gaze dips, lingers. “Sun looks good on you.”

You lean into him just enough that your shoulder bumps his. “You planning on just walking, or were you gonna kiss me at some point?”

That gets him. He stops mid-step, brows lifted like he can’t believe his luck. Then his hand slides around your waist, yanking you close so fast your toes dig into the sand.

“Oh, I was gonna do a lot more than kiss you.”

His mouth claims yours with that signature Dean Winchester mix of tenderness and heat—slow, but confident. Like he knows exactly what you want and exactly how to give it.

Your fingers slide under the edge of his shirt, palm brushing his skin. He groans softly into the kiss.

“Beach is pretty empty,” you murmur, lips ghosting along his jaw. “No one around to see…”

Dean pulls back just enough to give you that look—eyes dark, smile dangerous. “You trying to get frisky with me in the sand?”

“Trying?” you echo. “Baby, I’m succeeding.”

He laughs again, low and sinful, hands dropping to your hips. “You’re trouble.”

“Lucky for you,” you whisper, tugging him closer by the belt loops, “you like trouble.”

His mouth is on yours again, hotter this time. Teeth, tongue, that handsy grip that makes your knees a little wobbly. The ocean crashes behind you, but the only thing you hear is the thump of your pulse and Dean whispering filth against your ear.

You’re not saying you’d have sex on the beach. But if he keeps touching you like that… you’d consider it.

Eventually, he pulls away with one last, stolen kiss. “Sunset’s almost over.”

“Better make the most of it,” you say, already dragging him toward a dune with a grin.

Dean just chuckles, letting you lead. “Sunkissed and shameless. That’s my girl.”

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[rabbidbunwy]

🔞Hawks x reader| Minors DNI| NSFW WARNING!!! 🔞

You handle Keigo as he's on breeding season [again] but with a twist,he's going to get you pregnant (,,¬﹏¬,,)

Contents: Hawks x Anon! reader-both adult-explicit content-crampie-moaning-breeding-consensual-smut-cumming-hard-getting pregnant-impregnation-l'ots of pet names by Keigo[sunshine,birdie etc.] cute-fluff-aftercare-teasing-cuddle-whines-teasing-lots n' lots of cuddles towards the end-cheesy-needy and cuddly Keigo

The reader doesn't talk a lot here,too busy about being breed (๑/////๑ " )

I'm no english native so sorry for some mistakes

Please reblog 🔁 and like❤️

P.s: this is supposed to be the second writing of my breeding series? idk but the second of my writings with my FAVORITE bird man

i love my birdie so muchhhh ughhhh ( ｡ •̀ ᴖ •́ ｡)

!! (°□°)☝️ Again don't read if you found it unconfortable with the subject/context

@muzansslxt @candy69gurl @kiwicopia @satorkive @ponderingmoonlight

Keigo other hand moved down to your hip, gripping it as he began to get rougher. “I’m gonna try so hard to breed you, my good little birdy” he repeated, letting out low whimpers and gasps as he spoke. “God, the thought of seeing you pregnant with my baby just…it drives me god damn insane, sunshine.”

His pace increased as you were flipped onto your stomach, and he let out another low moan. “I’m going to breed you so good, darling…” “You’re gonna take my baby so deep inside you, sunshine” he continued “I’m gonna give you so many little baby birdies, sunshine” he repeated. His breathing was coming out in short, labored gasps. “And I’m gonna make sure every one of them is a little copy of their daddy.”

“Wanna watch your belly grow nice and big, gonna fill you up so deep-” he grunted as he spoke, his pace getting faster and more desperate. “My good little birdy…I’m gonna fill you up so much-" he groaned loudly “You want to have my baby that badly, my good little birdy?” His thrusts began to get even quicker, his breath coming out in pants and gasps.

“You want the children of a birdie that bad?” “God, I can’t wait to see you all big and swollen with my baby…you’ll look so beautiful like that, sunshine. My little birdy…” he groaned, one of his hands gripping your hip harder. You cried out strangled gripping the bed "f..fuck mhnn K..keigo-"

With your back completely pressed against his chest, he could reach even deeper. His hands tightened on your waist as he thrusted up, a low groaned moan falling from his lips “Mnh…yeah, that’s it sunshine” he panted out between breaths. “Gotta make sure I breed you nice and good, now, huh?” “Gotta make sure my birdie baby gets planted in you” he added, his breaths coming out in pants. “Gotta make sure I get you all knocked up and pregnant, huh, my good birdie?” His pace began to get a little rougher, his hands gripping your hips tighter as he tried to go even deeper. “Gotta make sure you have my babies, darling.”

More moans

“Mmm…gotta make sure you’re a good pregnant birdie, huh?” His pace was getting more sloppy, his hands beginning to shake.

“You want that…you wanna be all heavy and swollen with my babies, darling?” He grunted out, struggling to get the words out between breaths and moans. “Want me to fill you up so deep, sunshine?”

You gripped Keigo shoulders as you moaned loudly "ah-ah Keigo-"

Keigo grunted as you gripped his shoulders, the feeling of your hands giving a sort of encouragement to him. “Yeah…yeah, that’s it, sunshine…just like that..” “Just like that, darling…God, you’re so good for me, huh?” He mumbled out, his pace getting rougher and more sloppy. “Such a good birdie for me, sunshine..letting me breed you like this…”

“You want me to give you my babies deep and proper, huh, birdie?” He asked between breaths, his pace picking up just the slightest. “My beautiful sunshine birdie going to let me knock you up nice and good?” You moaned in response feeling closer and closer "nghnn Keigo…I'm.. "

“Yeah…yesss…come for me, birdie” he panted out “Come on, sunshine, let me fill you up nice and good for me” he panted out, his breathing coming out in heavy gasps at this point. “Come for me, darling…please-” You moaned at every word he spatted out feeling closer and closer as you mewed and moaned

“Yeah…mmm…that’s it…come for me, sunshine…let me knock you up so good-”

He gave another low, drawn-out whine, his pace continuing to pick up as he got more desperate. “Come on…come on-”

“Come on, birdie, be a good birdie and come for me…need you to, birdie..” he panted out, getting more impatient. “Need to fill you up…”

“That’s it….mmm..good girl, birdie…such a good birdie…” he groaned, the feeling of you tipping over more than enough to drive him over the edge, too. “Just like that…yeah…just like that-” He let out another low whine at the feeling of you gripping his shoulder, his rhythm picking up and getting rougher, his gasps more labored. “Oh..oh, yes…yes..yesyes…oh my god-”

“Oh my god…oh my god, I’m so close….oh god, birdie…oh my birdie….yesyesyesyes-” he repeated, his voice getting higher and more desperate as he got closer.

“Almost….almost…oh my god, birdie….yesyesyesyesyesyes…oh my birdie, sunshine-” he was almost babbling by then, his pace getting sloppier and more rough as he reached the very edge. “Oh..oh, birdie, birdie…” he whined again, his hands gripping your hips so hard he might’ve been bruising you. “I’m gonna…I’m gonna-”

“Gonna give you my baby….yes….yes…YESYESYES…..oh my god…oh my birdie….yesyes…yes…YES YES-” He gave another whine, his back arching towards you, his whole body going tense as he finally, finally came. You cried out,your legs squeezed his waist as you camed too

When he finally came, he let out a long, high, drawn-out groan, keeping his hips pressed against you, his body giving a sharp twitch. He collapsed on top of you, a tired sigh falling from his lips. “Oh..oh, birdie…my good birdie….”

He stayed like that for a moment, his head buried in the crook of your neck, his labored breathing falling on your ear as he came down from his high. “My birdie” he repeated, his voice a little raspy. “My good little birdie…my birdie bird…”

"you're too needy" you pouted blushing “Oh, and you weren’t being needy?” He asked in response, lifting his head to look at you. “You wanted me to knock you up just as badly as I wanted to do it, birdie.”

“You’re not innocent in this, sunshine. You wanted my babies just as badly as I wanted to give them to you.” He spoke playfully, lifting a hand to brush against your cheek.

"is it bad?" you asked feeling guilty “Is it bad you want my babies?” He asked, a bit surprised at the question. “No, of course it’s not, birdie. I want nothing more than to give you my babies”

“You know that, right?” he asked again, his face softening as he saw the guilt in your eyes. “You’re allowed to want my babies, birdie. We both want it, after all, yeah?”

You nodded snuggling against his chest "will they have your quirk?"

“That would be up to chance” he said, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you closer to him. “Though I wouldn’t mind them being little birdie baby feathers like daddy.”

“They’ll be perfect, regardless” he said quietly. “Just like their mommy.” He added on, turning his face to kiss your forehead.

“They’ll have your eyes and your smile, I imagine.” He spoke, resting his chin on the top of your head, and sighing. “They’ll just be the cutest little birdie babies.”

You cooed snuggling against his chest,like a baby "i love you Key" you mumbled “I love you, too, birdie” he said, his hand coming up to brush against your hair, pushing his fingers through the strands.

He was silent for a moment, just focusing on the small gesture, before he spoke again. “What do you say we go get some sleep, huh?” He started to lean back, pulling you with him so he was lying flat against the bed, but still holding you to his chest. “We could both use a nap, I think” he said, still fiddling with your hair a bit, the motion seeming to keep his hands busy.

Then you caressed his wing "it's so soft" you mumbled When you caressed his wing, he gave a small shiver, a small, pleased sound falling from his lips. “Careful, birdie. You know how sensitive my wings are” he said, his voice going a bit playful.

“You keep touching my wings and I might get turned on again" he said, the words tumbling out a bit faster than he would have liked. “And I don’t think I have it in me for a second round right now.”

"the other time you breed me for five times" you pouted looking at him “Yeah, I was a lot more energized that time” he said, wrapping one of his wings around your body, pulling you closer. “I’ve definitely lost a bit of steam this time around.”

He pressed a kiss to your forehead, shifting around a bit as he nuzzled his face into your hair. “I think you’ve definitely managed to wear me out, sunshine. I’m beat.”

“I’m exhausted, birdie” he mumbled, his words starting to slur a bit. “I don’t think I have the energy to go another round…I’m going to need a nap a good, 12-hour nap, now.”

He let his head rest on the pillow, holding you closer against him. “I’ll need one helluva good sleep before I can take you again, birdie” he said, his eyes closing as the exhaustion started to set in.

"finee" you pouted snuggling into his chest making the little spoon "wing" you asked

At the feeling of you snuggling against his chest, Keigo let out a small huff as he adjusted a bit. When he heard you hint for his wing, he immediately let the large appendage wrap around you, the feathers brushing against your back.

He nuzzled his face against the top of your head when his wing was wrapped around you, giving a bit of a hum. “Comfortable, birdie?”

He held you a bit tighter, wrapping the wing around you even more, almost like he was cocooning you in his wings. “You’ll sleep well like this, yeah?” You nodded cooing "night night" “Mmm…good night, sunshine” he mumbled back, burying his face into your hair again. “Rest well, pretty birdie.”

He let out a long, satisfied, tired sigh, nuzzling his face against your head again. “I love you, birdie. And we’re going to have the best birdie babies, I just know it.”

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me meanwhile writing this:

[junesilk]

HIII omg ive been looking for a hxh blog for a WHILE there’s barely any that’s very active😭😭okok so since i’m a kurapika simp could you write headcanons and IF YOU WANTT, a mini scenario of jealous kurapika? hmm if you want an idea it could be smth like the reader has a guy bsf and kura got jealous from the lack of attention :(( THANK YOUU!

JEALOUS, JEALOUS BOY!

hxh main 4 x fem!reader

characters included: kurapika, leorio, killua, gon

i absolutely will, i have always loved jealousy prompts!! i’ve got several of these asks so far, so i’ll just kill multiple birds with one stone and go ahead and put them all together into a list of headcanons

not beta read ☝️

kurapika—

WHEN HE’S JEALOUS…

He’d be quiet in the moment, withdrawing himself from the conversation while staying by your side.

You most likely wouldn’t notice it right away because he is naturally a quiet person—

The most he would do is send a glare at the man taking all of your attention away, but other than that he’d avoid conflict.

As soon as you two were alone in a private setting, he would be much more clingy than usual

Which, in of itself would be unusual, as he’s not the type to be so physically attatched.

Perhaps it was his more possessive side coming out to play, but it certainly was new.

WHEN YOU’RE JEALOUS…

He’d know. Out of all of the main four, he’d pick it up fastest.

If the conversation wasn’t important, he’d find a way to end it quickly, to save you the jealousy.

If it is, he probably wouldn’t speed through it quite as much, but he’d place his hand on the small of your back,

His little way of assuring you he’s all yours.

He’d bring it up once you were alone, assuring you that he only had eyes for you.

leorio—

WHEN HE’S JEALOUS…

You’d feel his hand slide around your waist, looking up to see him staring at the other person

It was weird, you’d never seen him like… this!

If he was actively speaking in the conversation, every sentence referring to you would include some form of a pet name.

You could’ve sworn he said the words honey & babe at LEAST seven times

Once at home, he’d remind you who you loved most, pressing kisses to your flushed face.

WHEN YOU’RE JEALOUS…

Oh boy.

He’d be so proud, honestly. You loved him enough to be jealous? Heart melted.

You’d take his hand, tightly pressing your palms together and squeezing.

It’d take him a while to realize you’d been giving the other girl nasty looks for a few minutes, but once he did, he chuckled.

He’d make an excuse, wave goodbye to the poor girl, and then turn his attention to you.

“Woah, babe. If looks could kill..” He’d joke about it for a while, but in the end, he’d assure you there’s nobody he loves more.

killua—

WHEN HE’S JEALOUS…

He’d be extremely mean. Not to you, but to the man you were speaking to.

Killua is naturally really sarcastic, but he takes it to a whole other level.

Scoffing whenever the man made a joke, crossing his arms and looking away when you laugh.

He might use his assassin lineage to scare the other man away, but it’s rare he would need it.

He’s scary enough.

After freaking out the other man to the point where he’d left, he’d flick your forehead and roll his eyes. “That guy was looking at you weird!”

WHEN YOU’RE JEALOUS…

You wouldn’t know that he knew.

Not until the day afterwards, when there’s a chocolate robot laying beside your head when you wake up.

It’s his way for apologizing, or just letting you know that he did, in fact, know you were jealous

When asked, he’d shrug it off.

gon—

WHEN HE’S JEALOUS…

Gon’s not the type of person to get jealous.

He simply just doesn’t. It’s not because he doesn’t care for you or anything.

It’s because he’s too busy becoming friends with the new person!

Sure, he may pout if he’s not very interested in the conversation being held, but that’s the most he’d do.

WHEN YOU’RE JEALOUS…

We’ve all seen the movie.

Gon is oblivious, and remains to be that way unless you flat out tell him.

Feels bad for not realizing it earlier, but once told he tries his best to make it up to you.

He’d take you out on a date the next day, perhaps a picnic or something out in nature.

You can’t stay mad at him. After all, he just doesn’t pick up on these kinds of things very fast.

i hate how this got progressively shorter…… but wtv!!!

[snoopcco]

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제이크 , false image.

>_< mai’s endless fluff saga

⊹ ࣪ ˖ popular!jake x quiet awkward! reader. ! 💻

⊹ ࣪ ˖ 🗒️ when reader meets popular jock jake who seems mean and unreachable, turns out to be a fluffy, obsessed, baby girl boyfriend. !

⊹ ࣪ ˖ ✩ jake occasionally calls reader ‘glasses’ (because reader is a slight nerd. 🤓☝️)

JAKE WAS DEFINITELY THE POPULAR GUY. known by everyone in their school, “sim jaehyun” this! “jake” that! the whole school knew jake, he was a jock, an amazing athlete, a smart student.

but that all changed once jake met her.

a recap of their love story? happy to tell you.

she was in the library, studying for the maths test, jake was roaming around. finding some peace and quiet in the library, that was his escape. his escape to just feel a bit free and more calm. at that moment, she dropped her wallet trying to reach for her pen, not even noticing that it fell over the table that only she had occupied.

with jakes fast reactions, he quickly noticed the wallet silently thudding on the carpeted, calling towards him.

he thought the girl had heard it, but to his luck, it seemed as if she was wearing headphones that were on 100% volume. jake couldn’t just leave the library all guilty for not telling some stranger that their wallet tipped over and was left on the ground, right?

so, he made his way slowly to the busy girl. picking up the wallet that was a few inches away from her chair, not trying to disturb her. the wallet landed on her desk, as she suddenly looked up.

jake took a slight glance at the studying girl, she had a high pony tail and clear specs that made her features pop out. she had doe eyes that her glasses couldn’t even hide from others even if you were far away.

he gulped, realizing that it was the ‘nerd’ in the school. but to him, he know found out when you looked at her longer, she was beautiful. she wasn’t ugly, but she seemed gorgeous to his eyes at first sight.

“your.. uhm.. wallet fell. I wanted to help you cause you seemed like you didn’t hear it.” his hand landed on the back of his neck, specifically, his nape. but to the girls eyes, he was the popular jock that couldn’t be seen with a person like her.

however, his tone. his soft voice, it made the mean and arrogant remarks of the jock disappear. “thank you, jake.” she bowed practically 90° from her seat, still stunned that jake initiated a conversation with her.

“may I sit here?” jake asked to bring up a question, wanting to have a small (a long conversation that could last for hours at a time) chat with the awkward student.

“oh um sure!”

(border >_<)

jake and the girl bickered and talked for a longer time period that they both wouldn’t had expected. they found out how similar they were despite their differences, leaving the girl who had been looked as the nerd, the girl who was an outcast.

and from that moment on, jake knew that the girl he had met was the one who had to be his.

“baby no! I have to go!” the girl whined, the clingy and pouty jake who didn’t want to let go of her waist that fit perfectly with his veiny hands. he tugged onto the front of her shirt, trying to lower the crop top.

“you can’t leave your boyfriend hanging all alone, glasses, and why should I let you leave in that short ass crop top? when I’m NOT even there.” jake frowned, but she was fed up. or she would be late.

“seriously jake! I need to leave right now.”

“no, glasses, your mine”

it drove crazy at how much jake knew her weaknesses, his cute tone, his eyes, his ability to make her feel butterflies in her stomach. It made her weak.

“glasses, stay, stay with your boyfriend. It would be better than any other shit you have to do, because your boyfriend can spoil you rotten.” jake kissed her on the cheek, still desperate for her to stay.

“no.”

jake soon grabbed her legs and put her over his shoulder, walking away from the door and back inside. “boy! jake! put me down right now!”

“don’t want to.” jake chuckled, all giddy. he loved making his girlfriend all mad and heated up, it made it more fun to tease her endlessly. is this what you get for having a boyfriend who is a serious athlete?

she thought, having a boyfriend like jake, he wouldn’t have any time for her. he would be a booked and busy guy who wouldn’t have time for her. LOUD INCORRECT BUZZER. jake went out of his way to cancel his matches if it was date night, or you wanted to hang out with him.

he made sure to always had time with you, he would rather save you then the world.

“I’m gonna kiss your face a billion times and maybe we could go already and do some of the annoying shit you need to do, hm?”

“JAKE!”

“no. it’s baby time, your mine now glasses!” jake smiled evilly, not planning to let her leave. not even in a billion years.

“this is what you get for having a jock boyfriend with a false image.”

@ jwnstars … !! so cutesie core.

OK HSHSSGGS LETS CALM DOWN AFTER THAT MUCH FLUFF ???!!!?? 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 finally got out of my writing slump and gave into writing again. like a breath of fresh air.

anyway… I don’t know how people overlook jake as the mean frat boy ??? I see him more as the clingy bestfriend of the frat boy who always follows him around ‘cuz they besties !!!!🥹🥹💞💞🎀🎀

[camryn-haitani]

My Favorite You

Bang Chan x Reader

PT. 3

chan has been very frustrated, from overworking himself and sexually. with producing stray kids new album to taking care of his band mates. changbin notices that chan has been snapping a lot and very easily, so he does what every good friend does and shows chan his favorite camgirl <3

TW: SMUT, cursing, talking about cheating in past relationships, mention of narcissistic ex, and using reader only for sex, jokingly say you’ll peg chan, teasing, nude sending, p in v sex, unprotected sex, sub chan, dom reader, implied that reader has big tittys, lil hand kink, some phone sex, masturbating (both of yall), videoing (bang chan films himself), fingering (fem recieving), name calling (mommy, good boy, pretty boy, doll, darling), titty fucking, pussy eating, tummy bulge, cervix kissing (ig), toy use (both you and him), hair pulling, edging and overstimulation, lil slaps, aftercare

in case you don’t know, /srs= serious /hj= half joking /j= joking

i’m also putting in “contact names” at the top of the start of the chat so it won’t get confusing. sorry to the other 2 parts that i didn’t do that for

one more thing, (i’m sorry ik this is long) but i did use fonts for this and it might not show up on some devices and i apologize for that

pt.1 pt.2

you and channie have had these video calls over the span of around 4 months. whether it was masturbating together, talking about yalls day, or just playing games with each other. chan was really starting to fall in love with you, and not just for your body.

even though you’ve only streamed for almost a year, no one has ever caught your attention like channie did. you didn’t start to fall in love with him because of his money, money that you had no idea where it comes from. it was how he talked to you, how he presented himself, and how he treated you.

all of your exes either entirely didn’t care about your needs and were narcissistic, only used you for your body and never cared about how you felt during it, or cheated through yalls entire relationship. you knew your channie would never do that, he loves you endlessly.

you two were having a simple conversation through text when he drops a bombshell on you.

my channieroo<3

my channieroo<3: ugh i hate packing for trips

Me: oooh where ya going :3

my channieroo<3: (whatever city you live in)

Me: …are you being /srs rn

my channieroo<3: yes, why?

Me: that’s the city i live in

my channieroo<3: WHAT

my channieroo<3: ARE YOU BEING /SRS RN

Me: YES CHANNIE

your heart raced at the thought of getting to see your channie in person. ugh, he made your pussy throb in more ways than you can count.

my channieroo<3: i suddenly love packing

Me: all i need is you, that cock, and your kisses

my channieroo<3: oh you’ll get that

my channieroo<3: trust me

Me: how about getting this cock, pretty boy /hj

my channieroo<3: i’m not opposed to it

Me: oh my 😮

you set your phone down to let him finish packing. your stomach twirls with butterflies as the thought of channie actually touching you with his hands makes you wanna cum right now.

chan flips the fuck out. he’s actually going to see you. he flops on the bed and kicks his feet like a lil school girl. channieroo is gonna meet his favorite girl.

*brrt* chan picks up his head from his pillow (yes he washed the pillow case) and answers his message.

changbinnie

changbinnie: hello my favorite music producer 🙂

Me: chabin

Me: i’m your only music producer

changbinnie: heh heh

changbinnie: chabin

Me: yk

Me: i don’t HAVE to get you your protein shakes every morning

changbinnie: no

changbinnie: not mi proteen shayks

ᴄʜᴀɴɢʙɪɴɴɪᴇ: ʜᴇʟʟᴏ ᴍʏ ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ᴍᴜsɪᴄ ᴘʀᴏᴅᴜᴄᴇʀ 🙂

➜Me: what do you want

changbinnie: i’ve noticed that you’ve been smiling a lot at your phone lately 👀

Me: that is neither here nor there

changbinnie: erm akshually🤓☝️

changbinnie: who’s the one who introduced you to her???

Me: fine

Me: i’ve gotten to know y/n for the past couple of months and i’ve really started to fall for her

changbinnie: no way

Incoming call from changbinnie ✔︎ or X

chan sighs and picks up the phone. “yes?” he answers. “tell me everything!” binnie yells.

chan goes through the entire story about you and him and binnie is eating it all up. you were their lil secret and they loved it.

but, what chan didn’t tell binnie was that they were about to take a trip to your city for 2 whole weeks. binnie of course knew about the trip but he didn’t know you lived there.

both of the two gossip girls talked for almost 3 hours, not realizing what time it was and both of them were barely packed. they actually stayed on the call while they finish packing (besties fr).

chan calls you because he’s ready for bed, he can’t fall asleep without you. the dial tone stops when you pick up, hearing that sweet voice say “hi y/nnie” like the start of every call between yall. both of you were so excited about seeing each other that yall barely got any sleep.

chan had to wake up early since he was driving the group to the airport. he made sure they all had their essentials ready, along with their tickets, phone chargers, headphones, and plenty of clothes.

one by one, they hop out of the car and thanked channie for driving them.

“thank you, bang chan.”

“thanks, chanchan.”

“thank ya, chan.”

“thank you, dad chan.”

“thanks, bang chan.”

“thank you, bang bang.”

“thank you, christopher.”

chan snaps his head to who the hell just called him his government name and his eyes land on the other australian. felix started to whistle and look up at the sky all innocently. chan narrows his eyes at him and continues to walk into the airport.

*brrt* chan feels his phone vibrate. he sees your contact name and immediately lights up.

my y/nnie<3

my y/nnie<3 has sent 3 attachments

my y/nnie<3: can’t wait to see you later

my y/nnie<3: i finally get to taste you after these long months

the most boner inducing, cock throbbing, orgasm ripping pictures were just sent to chan by you. he quickly saves them and hides his phone. “uhm i gotta take this call real quick. i’ll meet yall at the gate.” he says as he speed walks far away from the others.

chan immediately calls you and the sounds you’re making are not helping his situation. “he-hey, pretty boy. ‘m sorry, i need you so bad.” the squelching of your pussy fills chans ears as you ram your fingers into yourself.

“fuck, mommy. you have no idea what you do to me.” chan says quietly. he can’t touch himself because he’s in public, you’re making this so difficult for him. “i’ll see you later then, pretty boy.” your giggle before you hang up basically kills chan. he starts to think about things that’ll get his cock to settle down.

he hypes himself up and starts to walk to the terminal where the other members were at. “hey, chan!” han waves his hand so chan could find them. he walks over to them and starts to converse about whatever they were previously talking about.

“flight D67 from (point A) to (point B) is now boarding.” the flight attendant then repeats herself. “come on!!” I.N practically runs onto the plane. he’s the most excited than everyone, he’s like a kid in a candy store. they all find their respective seats and talk with each other.

the intercom interrupts their conversation to tell the passengers that they were taking off and to put their seatbelts on. chan sends a quick text to you saying that he’s taking off and won’t be able to talk :( but all he can think about is the sounds of your pussy from yalls phone call.

it’s been a couple of hours and chan is still rocking a boner. he can’t help it, your pussy sounds too good to forget. “imma run to the bathroom.” he tells (whoever you want next to him). he gets in the small and cramped bathroom and quickly locks the door.

he frees his achy, leaky, and heavy cock and immediately starts pumping it. pre-cum already helping his hand glide up and down. chan tugs his shirt in his mouth so he won’t make noise. he props his phone against the wall so you have a good view from his neck all the way down to his mid thigh. he spits on his hand for more help.

you. you were all over his mind like the damn plague. your body, your hands, your face, your lips. god, chan could cum right now, but he holds his ground and waits a little longer so you can have a show.

grazing his fingers over his tip, sliding more of his pre down him which makes him drip more of his cum and spit mix down his balls. his whimpers and moans are barely audible, trying his best to not let the others hear.

he can’t do it anymore, the thought of your pretty pussy wrapped around his heavy cock makes his head dizzy. he backs into the wall, trying to keep his balance since his legs felt dead, and makes a loud thud. his eyes widened, ‘that was loud.’ he thinks to himself. he quickly stops the video, cleans up his pools of cum, and gets out of there, quick.

“dude, you ok?” seungmin asks. “yeah, just tripped.” chan replies. he sits back down and fans his face to get rid of the redness of his cheeks. changbin gave him a knowing look and went back to his phone.

the rest of the flight went smoothly, other than the bursts of nervousness in chans stomach every now and then from the thought of actually meeting you.

once they landed, chans phone was bombarded with messages but he was only looking for one. he sent the video knowing he didn’t have service but once it finally sent, he’d knew you’d enjoy it.

my y/nnie<3: ugh i could watch you cum all day darling

blush spread across chans cheekbones as his face started to heat up. he pulled himself together and rented a car big enough for his 7 kids and drove to the hotel he booked.

my y/nnie<3 sent their location

chan swore he died, was brought back, and then died again. from the pinpoint of the location and the members hotel, you were only 20 minutes away. chan feels like a virgin by the way his cock gets so hard from just thinking about you. he makes sure everyone finds their respective rooms and make sure they’re settled in before going to his room.

he needs to come up with a plan. he can’t tell them that ‘oh by the way, i’m not gonna be here because imma be with this camgirl that i’ve shamelessly jerked off to for months and i genuinely think im in love with her. so bye.’

while he was sitting on his bed and contemplating what excuse to tell them, there’s a knock at the door. “who is it?” he asks. “lee know.” chan walks to the door to answer it. “thank you, bang chan. when are you leaving to go get it?” lee know asks as he smiles. “you’re welcome? and i’ll leave…. in a minute….” he says as lee know leaves. he has no idea what the hell just happened but goes along with it if it gets him out of the hotel.

chan is driving borderline over the speed limit. he needs to see you, feel you, kiss you, fuck you. “why’re there so many light?” he yells. as soon as the light turns green, he’s off.

he pulls up to the house, hoping it’s actually yours and you’re not pulling his leg and saying this was all a prank these past few months.

my y/nnie<3: i see you

my y/nnie<3: i’m coming

chans heart is in his throat. he’s really about to meet you. his mind races with every step he takes to get to your door, every second you’re getting closer to letting him in your house. ‘what if i cum in my pants?’ ‘what if i’m not good enough in bed for her?’ ‘what if i-‘ his thighs are interrupted by the door opening.

“hi, channieroo.” you wave your fingers at him like at the end of every stream. your camera doesn’t do you enough justice because you’re absolutely beautiful. the camera doesn’t highlight your eyes like they do right now. chan could spend hours analyzing your features.

chan stops staring and immediately kisses you. he needs this kiss more than his own life. you kiss him back, which he’s ever so grateful for, and you pull him inside your house, shut the door behind you, and interlock your fingers in his hair.

“shit, i’ve needed you since i first saw you.” chan says between breaths. “then have me, channie.” you say breathlessly. that made his cock throb more than ever. he’s finally holding you, kissing you, feeling you, everything that man has dreamed of is coming true in his arms.

you take him to your actual room instead of the streaming room. it’s so much different from your streaming room but chan pays no attention to it. all he cares about is you.

you twirl channie around and push him on your bed. you straddle him and start to grind onto his erection. he can’t even focus on the kiss anymore, head spinning with desire. his hands fall to your hips and push even harder into him.

you get up from his lap and go to your streaming room while channie looks at you like a lost puppy, wondering where his favorite person went. you come back with your black bullet vibe, the first toy he ever saw you use on yourself. you turn it on and place it on his cock through his pants. he bucks his hips up to make more contact.

chans head is swirling with lust, he feels like he’s going crazy. “ma-mommy, put it on my cock please.” he begs. “but, darling. lemme tease you. it’s my turn playing with you this time.” you continue to press it ever so lightly on his tip. you can see the pre-cum staining his pants.

your finally free his cock as it slaps against his stomach. you tease him by pressing your vibe harshly against his tip then softly along his shaft but if you’re feeling extra mean, you’ll drag it along his balls. he lets out these high pitched moans that bless your ears.

his thighs start to tense up, a sign you’ve picked up when he’s about to cum, and you take the vibe away from him. “wh-whyyyyy?” he drags out, “i was so close.” he grips your arms. “i wanna have some fun, darling. now be a good boy and listen to what i say.” he whines as his hands go above his head.

you take off your pants, slide your panties to the side, and straddle him again. “what’re youuuu ohhhh-” his lips fall open as you glide your wet pussy along his cock. chans tip catching your clit every time you push forward.

“mommy, i’m already so close again. please lemme cum.” he shouldn’t have said that but he did since he’s your good boy. you pick yourself up and flop on the bed beside him. you slide your panties off, put your feet on the bed, spread your legs and prop yourself up on your elbows. you don’t have to speak a word before chans devouring your sweet cunt.

your hand in his hair, your soft pants and moans, and channies arms around your thighs so you can’t run away. “such a…. sweet…. pussy mommy… has.” he says in between breaths. however, chan can’t help it, he’s rutting his hips into your mattress to feel some relief from being edged twice.

his movements become erratic while his moans become higher and higher. “you better not cum from eating me out, channie.” you warn him. “i’m sorry, mommy. can’t help it.” his eyes roll back as he came. he swore he just died and came back to life from that orgasm.

you grip his hair hard and pull him up to your eye level. “did i say you could cum?” you say. “no.” he responds lowly. “no what?” you say harshly. “no, mommy.” his eyes move away from yours. you’re quick to smack his cheek, not hard to leave a mark but hard enough to get his attention again. “since you wanna cum so bad, you’re gonna cum as many times as i want.”

channie whines at the thought of only cumming for you. you sit up to see the puddle of cum he left. you swing your legs under your legs, sit toward the edge of you bed, and take your shirt off. you keep your bra on since he doesn’t deserve to see them because he came without your permission. “come on, get to fuckin.” you demand.

channie pushes his cock through the bottom slit of your tits until he sees himself peeking through the top. one slide and he was already done. cum spurts onto your neck and your chest. “i’m sorry, mommy.” he apologizes. “i’m waiting.” you demand. “for what…?” he pants. “keep going. i told you your not stopping until i say so.” that got his cock going again. the thought of cumming over and over for you was his life goal.

you roll your eyes when he doesn’t fuck your tits like you told him to, you your started to move them yourself. you push together both of your tits and move then up and down. this made them tighter around his cock, milking more cum from him. he pants as he bites his palm. “i’m not doing all the work, i’m just getting you started. since i was so nice, thank me.” you stop your movements. “tha-….than…” he tries to get the words out but he can’t. “come on.. i’m waiting.” you tease. “thank you, mommy.” he manages.

he regains his strength to move his cock again. “i feel bad now. how about one more, pretty boy?” he has never nodded so quickly. channie puts all his strength into this last round. what really pushed him over the edge was when you stuck your tongue out so every time he pushed up, his sensitive tip touched your wet, hot tongue.

channie roughly fucked your tits has his orgasm hit him like a damn freight train. he flopped tummy first on the bed. you cleared your throat, trying to get his attention. he lets out a ‘hm’ as he looks up at you. his mouth starts to water when he sees you’re face down and ass up ready to take him.

he quickly gets up and lines himself up with your sopping cunt. he pushes himself in quite easily with how wet you were for him.

chan finally pushes all the way in you and he was wayyyy past kissing your cervix. he wrapped an arm around your waist when he felt it. he felt himself. he throbbed inside you when he realized how far he really was. “just fuck me, channie.” you beg. he leans down so he’s right by your ear. “this is all for you, mommy.” take all of me please.” he whispers.

he felt you clench around him as he finally start to move in you. the shear force of him fucking you was enough to knock your headboard into the wall, and hard enough to make dents.

chans eyes snapped wide open as he gets an idea. he grabs your vibe and presses it to your clit. you screaming and writhing with pleasure and his cock bullies into you and the vibration. you’re close and so is he. you’re surprised he held out for this long with him actually fucking you.

his orgasm comes quick but he’s even faster to fuck his cum back into you. your legs just about give out from your orgasm but channie catches you and lays you flat on your back. both of your panting makes the room hot. he holds you in his arms until yall are rudely interrupted.

i don’t know

i don’t know: so

i don’t know: where is it?

Me: uhm where’s what

i don’t know: my cat??

Me: tf do you mean “your cat”

i don’t know: changbin said you were getting me a cat

i don’t know: isn’t that why you’re not here at the hotel?

Me: are you fr

i don’t know: as serious as soonie, doongie, and dori’s 27 lives

Me: lee know, i hate to tell you this but im not getting you a cat

i don’t know: fine

i don’t know: but you’re telling them that they’re not getting another sibling. i’m not breaking that news

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PT. 4….? with a special guest???