My friend discovered probably the best animal cracker ever. I'm tempted to make it my icon here. Thoughts?
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comparing elia martell to princess diana is kinda insane
cause the real princess diana of westeros was rhaegar
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pls i need to provide updates
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gonna be honest, while she is a wonderfully played character, i do not like karna as a person at all lol. usually i love morally grey characters but i think im too attached to amangeaux to appreciate karna's character. like the scene where amangeaux had to beg karna on her knees just to be able to flee for her life with her child made my skin crawl and was probably the final nail in the coffin for me
and that on top of karna without remorse offering up amangeaux's child's life, which she didn't even have conformation was the heir to vegetania, and then her speech of getting 'drops of recognition' from amangeaux for 'her own protection and happiness' i had no sympathy for her after everything she did. it felt like she was getting mad at a woman she was trying to take advantage of who decided to prioritize herself and her year old child, who karna just agreed to kill
like yes, theres the political standing difference between them, but by that time amangeaux had no political safety and was discarded by her allies, and only a few hours ago in the game's universe was it proven by their own actions how even with supposed political advantage means nothing anything anyway and just
her careless 'im damned to rot so i have no care what suffering i put people through to get to my goal' just rubs me the wrong way along with everything else
this is no hate towards aabria, she's playing the character wonderfully and every move she makes makes sense for the character she has made, it's just karna makes me so inherently uncomfortable
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baby, AotC anakin, or Clone wars early anakin, or Clone wars s7 anakin or RotS anakin???
ahaha this is EASY
BABY BOY AOTC ANAKIN. MOST DELICIOUS BOY IN THE WORLD
rots anakin my belovedddd <3 he's sooo sexy with his hair and his mech arm and his going insane
the clone wars anakin? idk him
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so i applied for a DREAM JOB and out of 6000 applicants!!! I ended up in the final 15 š
ā¦and I did SOOOOO soooooo well til the very last round š i accidentally became privy to some scathing information from the judging panel. ouuuuuuuchhhh lol my insecurities.
proud of myself for being true to myself and getting far as i did, though.
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ok actually on that note. does anyone (seriously) have experience dealing w these sort of things (these things being friends making deeply insensitive jokes that specifically offend the marginalized group u are a member of). i dont want to permanently lose friendships over this, but i definitely am not ready to act like nothing happened, but im not sure iāll get apologies at all/apologies im satisfied with and i dont feel like i should be the one who has to reach out yknow. its a relatively minor instance in comparison to the stuff i experienced before college, but for some reason i feel very disgruntled by it prob bc it was my friends. Sorry to share something serious here lol but was wondering if anyone has tips bc my other friends are either involved in the group or not minorities who wld understand lol.
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you ever want to write something but it makes you cry so you just give up
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well hello void - iām here with the update nobody has been waiting for - shockingly fucker did remember my birthday - 1 day early.
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nothing like living with men to realize you fall into gendered roles because of the hardest hitting combo of daddy and mommy issues š¬š¬š¬š¬š¬š¬š¬š¬š¬š¬š¬š¬š¬š¬š¬š¬š¬
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masterlist ko-fi ao3
Lumberjack! Bucky Barnes x Reader
Summary: When you decide to chop wood in your backyard, your hot neighbor, who happens to be a lumberjack, offers you some help.
Word count: 4.8K
Warnings: +18āļøsmut, hot neighbor bucky is a fucking warning, kinda size kink, rough sex, protected sex, dirty talk, pet names
Author's note: this is one of my favorite works, so I hope everyone who hasn't read it before will like it too (it's hard to not fall for lumberjack Bucky, tbhš¤·āāļø)
āHey, do you need help?ā You stopped what you were doing. You breathed heavily, your arms ached, and you were already sweating. The man, your neighbor, whom you already saw a few times when you arrived home, was standing before you with his hands in his jeans pockets.Ā
He was attractive. Really handsome. Probably 6 feet tall, with broad shoulders and visibly a lot of muscles under the clothes. Yeah, that red henley left nothing for your imagination. His dark hair was put in a low bun, and he had a little stubble on his face. But you mostly noticed his bright blue eyes, which looked straight at you very attentively.
āSorry, what?ā You said as you wiped sweat from your forehead with the sleeve of your shirt.Ā
āI asked if you needed help. Sorry, but it seems like you have some troubles.ā He smiled at you almost shyly, and you couldnāt even make yourself mad at his words.Ā
āUm, Itās my first time doing it.ā You awkwardly smiled back, finally putting a big ax to the ground. āBut I need wood for my fireplace, so I have to work with what I have.ā
āI seeā¦ but donāt you have a boyfriend or a husband? I mean, itās not really easy to do for a woman, and you seem pretty... petite for this?ā It almost sounded like a question. āI wanted to say that I can help you if you allow me, because that thing might be really dangerous if you donāt know how to work with it, and I'm a lumberjack, so... itās not a problem for me.ā He awkwardly started to rub his neck. āIām Bucky, by the way.ā
āFor a woman?ā You playfully arched an eyebrow. āSo you think that only men can do this?ā You saw how his eyes widened, and you tried to hold your laughter.
āNo, no! Thatās not what I meant!ā He lifted both hands in the air. āItās just gonna take you forever to do, and as I said before, Itās not the safest work. And since this is my job, I couldāve helped you. As a neighbor, you know?āĀ
āRelax, Iām just joking.ā You softly smiled at him. āNice to finally meet you. Iām Y/N.ā You reached out your hand. Buckyās face relaxed, but then his lips curled into a mischievous smile.
āI like you.ā He said, as he shook your hand. His grip was tight, and you felt that he really did a lot of physical work with his hands.
āOhā¦ thanks?āĀ
āSoo, do you need help?ā He asked again.
āUm, honestly, I donāt know. I canāt just let you work for me for free. Can I pay you?ā
āDoll, I have enough money, and I donāt need yours. I donāt think that you need tons of firewood, so it would be easy work for me.ā
āOkay, but maybe I can give you food? Pastry? I really love to cook, and everyone said that Iām good at it.ā You nervously played with your sleeve while Bucky was staring directly at you.
āDeal. I would honestly die for homemade food, ācause last time I ate it was at my maās and I really miss it. But you donāt have to do this, okay?ā
āAnd you donāt have to help me.ā You shot back.
Buckyās smile grew wider, and he started shaking his head. āYou have some temper, doll... Friday is okay?āĀ
āYeah, totally, any time youāre free.āĀ
āDeal. I should probably go, and you better start training to cook food for me. I am really picky, and you insisted on paying me with it.ā He said and started to walk back.
āOh, shut up.ā You laughed. āI know what Iām doing; donāt underestimate me!āĀ
āFine. See ya, doll.ā Bucky waved at you with the biggest smile on his face and finally walked away.
Well, itās gonna be interesting.Ā
For the next almost two months, Bucky had been āworkingā for you, and you paid him with your food every single time because you couldnāt leave that man starving after he just got home from work and then willingly helped you.Ā
You two got closer. Bucky was a really good man; you found out it while you were sitting in your backyard looking at how his muscles were moving with every swing of the ax. He was right that it wasn't a big deal for himāthe job that you wouldāve been doing for several hours he did in twenty or thirty minutes.Ā
The conversation with Bucky was easy, he was a pretty reserved person, but he still told you everything about his job and his friends and asked you things about your life. It was hard not to fall for him. Especially when he gave you this boyish smile every time it was time to say goodbye or when you brought him your homemade food.Ā
Usually he comes to your house every Friday after work around 6 p.m., but today it was already 8 and he still didnāt show up. There was no light in his windows either, so you became really worried that something serious had happened.Ā
You were nervously sitting on the bar stool in your kitchen while your dinner was getting cold on the stove. You really had no appetite. What if he got injured from his dangerous work? Or maybe you were just overreacting and he went on a date with someone? You really had no reason to be worried that much because Bucky probably didnāt even think of you as a close friend, and you were just a too dramatic person with attachment issues.Ā
The light knock on the door scared you a little bit, but you still jumped out of your seat to open it.Ā
Bucky was standing there, visually perfectly fine and without any injuries, and you sighed with relief.Ā
āBucky, oh my god, hi. Are you okay? I was really worried about you, and I donāt even have your phone number to text or call.ā You mumbled as your eyes studied his face.Ā
āHey, doll.ā Bucky softly smiled at you, but it was obvious that he wasnāt really in the mood. āIām fine. Just a shitty day at work. My boss went fucking crazy over nothing, and it was just a mess.ā He ran a hand through his long hair. āBut I have to do your firewood, so I'll go change and be back in a few minutes, ākay?ā
He started to go back, but you caught him by his wrist. āNo, Buck, wait. You donāt have to do it right now, really. I have enough wood, and youāre really exhausted. Come in; I have fresh lasagna and chocolate muffins.āĀ
āUmāare you sure? I mean, you donāt have to.ā He mumbled. You noticed that you were still holding his wrist, but decided to leave it that way.Ā
āDonāt worry, I have enough food, and you look like you really need it. Cāmon, donāt you want to eat something homemade and still hot after a bad day at work?ā You gave him your best smile, and it was obvious in his eyes that he already agreed to your idea.Ā
āOkay, we can do that. Honestly, I feel like Iām able to eat a fucking elephant.āĀ
You both shared a laugh before you almost dragged him into your house and closed the door. Only at that moment did you realize that even though you gave Bucky a lot of food, he had never been at your place before. For some reason, you felt really excited to feed him and spend some time together.Ā
āSit here while Iām heating the food.ā Bucky obediently took a seat, looking with a soft smile at how you were moving around in your little kitchen.
You looked so domestic and soft in the warm yellow lights of the room in the cute pink cotton dress with little flowers all over it. The concentration was written all over your face as you tried to perfectly set plates and cutlery on the table and then put steaming lasagna on it.
āFuck, it smells so good; youāre going to kill me, doll.ā He wasnāt able to handle the amazing smell of food right in front of him.Ā
Your cheeks heated, and you waved your hand at him. āItās just lasagna, Buck; donāt be dramatic.ā You took a place near him, and you both started to eat your food.Ā
āIām not being dramatic. I already told you that, besides my ma, you have the best food in the world. I couldāve eaten it three times a day for the rest of my life and not gotten tired of it.ā He took another big bite, moaning as the taste filled his mouth.Ā
āYouāre making me blush. No one ever told me this.ā
āThatās my intention, doll. What, none of your boyfriends complemented your skills? Because I wouldāve put the ring on that finger way too fast.ā You looked at each other for a few seconds until you noticed that he had already finished his portion.Ā
āDo you want more?ā Ignoring his previous words, you stood up and took his plate to give him some extra food. The dress gently flew around your thighs, drawing Buckyās attention to your legs when you turned around. āAnyway, what happened at work? You mentioned your boss.ā
āUgh, Pierce is a fucking dipshit. Everyone there hates him, but he has too much money, so we canāt do anything. Me and Steve have really been on bad terms with him since the first day. He tries to tell us how to do our work, but his head is so far up in his ass that he canāt even listen to what we say.ā You returned to your place and put a plate in front of Bucky again. The frown took place on his face while he was talking about Pierce, so you put a hand on top of his without even thinking.Ā
āHe sounds like a total asshole. Iām sorry that you guys have to work for him.ā Buckyās face softened at your action. He flipped his hand so he could interlace your fingers, and you felt the warm feeling all over your body.Ā
You both definitely felt something, but you still stayed silent, enjoying the connection. It was obvious that you had feelings for each other. It was just hard to admit out loud, and, honestly, Bucky was so scared that you might think that he did all of this just to get into your pants. Which is not true. Well, he doesnāt mind, but itās not his only intention. He wants to treat you right and ask you out on a date.Ā
Back then, he felt so bold and offered to help you with the firewood with the hope of getting to know you better. Steve and Sam obviously knew about his new āworkā and teased him about it all day long. Unfortunately, he still didnāt find the right moment to ask you out. Those times when he came to you on Friday evenings and you were watching him work in your cute dresses or little pajamas were Buckyās favorites. You looked so soft, cozy, and domestic that he wished to see you like this every day.Ā
After the last piece of a chocolate muffin disappeared in Buckyās mouth and he let out a moan of satisfaction, he sat in your kitchen with closed eyes and a smile on his face.Ā
āIf I had to have a shitty day just to get this type of meal at the end of the day, Iām ready for it.ā
āBucky!ā You laughed at his dramatic words. āYou donāt have to have a bad day. I can feed you just because.āĀ
āWell, you said it yourself. Now you wonāt get rid of me.ā You both laughed. Then he suddenly got up and started to put plates in the sink. āYou sit, and Iāll wash the dishes.ā
āNo, Bucky, thatās not how it works!ā You got up and caught him by his bicep. Really hard and big bicep.Ā
āYes, it is. Youāre cooking, then Iām cleaning.ā He tried to get away from your grip to turn on the water, but you only held him stronger, now with both of your hands on his arms.Ā
āBucky.ā When he was standing so close to you, you realized your size and height difference, and it made you shiver. You turned your head up to look him in the eyes. āYou are my guest; you shouldnāt do this.ā
āMy mother taught me to always help women because they are not our maids.ā He stepped a little bit closer. āBut if youāre saying this only because you want me to leave, I can do that.ā
You were both looking at each other, and what you saw in his eyes made you weak in the knees.Ā
āNo, no, I donāt want you to leave.ā Your hands moved higher and fell on the sides of his neck. It was everything Bucky needed to finally kiss you.
Two large and rough hands took your face to bring your lips closer to Buckyās height. He was gentle yet so passionate, and he slowly moved his lips against yours. It was mind-blowing how desperately you wanted him to devour you, to destroy you. While your hands were discovering his broad chest and shoulders, you felt that your body was suddenly lifted in the air and then placed on the kitchen counter.
Now that Bucky didnāt have to lean over to your height, it was easier to kiss you properly. His tongue brushed over your lips to ask for entrance, which you happily gave. Bucky felt too addicted to your taste, your smell, and the feeling of your smaller body against him. It drove him crazy.
āI've wanted to do that since the day I looked at you.ā The hands on your hips tightened and moved you closer to his body. āYou look so pretty, God.ā Buckyās eyes are running all over your face, trying to memorize every little thing.
āBucky...ā You dragged him closer again, desperate to connect your lips. His large hands wandered all over your body, slightly pulling up your dress and then moving higher and cupping your breasts in them. āI thought you were tired.ā His large erection was obvious through his jeans, and you wanted to tease him.Ā
āIām never tired for you, doll.ā He mumbled against your lips. āI couldāve fucked you right on this table, but Iāll leave it for the next time. Whereās your bedroom?ā You didnāt miss the promise to fuck you again, and your body felt ecstatic just because of this thought.
āUp the stairs, second door from the right.āĀ
Bucky didnāt say a word before your world suddenly moved, and you ended up hanging from his shoulder. Your bare ass was probably right near his face, and you couldnāt help but blush.Ā
He stormed up the stairs with one hand on your thigh, as if your weight on his shoulder was nothing, and then walked into your main bedroom.Ā
You were thrown onto your bed, and Bucky stayed in front of you for a few seconds to remember this picture. Swollen lips, eyes full of need, a short dress that pulled up and showed a glimpsing of your white underwear. Yes, you were perfect, and only for him.Ā
āCome here, Buck.ā You raised your hands in his direction, and he obediently climbed on top of you with a smirk on his face.
He sat between your legs, moving his hands up and down the soft skin of your thighs.
āSuch a pretty doll for me, in this cute lilā dress, mm?ā His body was hovering over you, and when he found a zipper on the back of your dress, you ended up lying under him only in your white lingerie set in less than a minute.Ā
The pair of the most beautiful blue eyes devoured your naked body as soon as the piece of clothing was removed, and you had never seen a man look at you this way. Like you were the most beautiful, delicious, and priceless thing in the world. Buckyās hands gently touched your body from the shoulders to your legs, and you swear that you heard a moan while he was doing it.
āSweetheart.ā He mumbled and leaned to gently kiss the soft skin of your belly, moving with little kisses higher until he reached your lips. āYouāre killing me, you know that?āĀ
āShut up and kiss me, Barnes.ā It was impossible to think straight when his pretty face was right in front of you and his muscular body pushed you deeper into the mattress of your bed. He kissed you as you asked, but it didnāt last long before he pulled away with a grin on his face. You gently brushed his brown locks out of his face and tucked them behind his ears.
āSo bossy, dollface... Do I have to fuck this attitude out of you?ā
āMmm, undress, and weāll see what you are capable of.ā You shot back at him, and he just moved away with a smirk on his face.Ā
In a few seconds, a red henley was thrown somewhere on the floor, and you were face to face with a body that was probably made by the Greek gods. Muscles on muscles, with tanned skin and freckles from the work under the sun. Now you wanted to climb him like a fucking tree.
āLike what you see?ā His smirk became wider as he saw the look on your face: slightly parted lips and darkened eyes that were looking at him up and down. Bucky's hands went straight to the belt of his pants, and with the last movement, he was standing in your almost dark bedroom completely naked.Ā
You almost choked on your saliva when he pulled down his pants and boxers at the same time. He was thick and long, with an angry red head.Ā
āNo way this is gonna fit meā¦ā
āIt will, doll. Iāll take care of it. I bet this pretty little pussy will just suck me in.āĀ
It was over for you. You knew that. A handsome, respectful man with a perfect body and dirty mouth? Yes, he can do whatever he wants with you.
He returned to your bed, sitting in between your spread legs. He didnāt waste any more time when he reached behind your back and unbuttoned your bra. Bucky stood on his knees so perfectly that his dick landed on your covered pussy, and it made you both moan out loud.Ā
āLook at this, doll. āM gonna destroy her.ā His hips slightly moved, and because your panties were soaking wet, it was so smooth and perfect. āCan you imagine that? I will stretch you out so well that Iāll ruin any other men for you. Make youāand herā mine.ā He reached with one of his hands to your tits and squeezed your nipple between his fingers, while the other one was keeping your legs apart so he would be able to move his hips.Ā
You tried to close your legs by instinct. The tip of his cock again and again brushed right on your clit, and the slight pain from your nipple made you desperately moan and clench your bedsheets.
āAre you going to cum, pretty girl? Im not even inside of you, and youāre already a fucking mess.ā Buckyās rough voice was so sexy that it made you even wetter, if that was possible. He saw that you were close: by the way your breathing changed and how your eyes rolled back in your head. āC'mon, just let it go. Soak those panties even more.ā His movements on your most sensitive parts of the body didnāt stop, and it threw you over the edge.
You were squeezing around nothing, and the most inappropriate and dirty moan escaped your mouth. It was something that you'd never experienced before, and it was so intense that you needed some time to get over it.
āGood girl.ā Bucky grabbed your face and connected your lips, giving you another wet and sloppy kiss.Ā
Then, without hesitation, Buckyās hands took off the last piece of your clothing, leaving you completely naked for his hungry eyes. He stared at your body up and down for a few seconds and then closed his eyes to take a deep breath and calm himself down.Ā
āBucky, please, I need you so much.ā You almost cried, trying to grab him and put his body on top of yours, but Bucky was much larger than you, so it was almost impossible.
Bucky finally calmed down a little bit, and he interlaced his right hand with your left, pinning it above your head. His body softly landed on you, and skin-to-skin contact sent shivers down your spine. He was now looking you right in the eyes, and judging by his facial expressions, he either wanted to fuck you lifeless or cuddle and hold you closely.
āTell me if itās too much, okay?ā Buckyās soft side came out again, and you slightly nodded, giving him permission to continue. The little silver square appeared in his hand out of nowhere before he ripped the package with his teeth and put a condom on.Ā
You honestly tried to hold back the little bit of disappointment you felt when he decided to use protection. It was smart. You werenāt longtime partners, it was a question of your safety. But the tiny voice in your head told you that you wouldāve let him fuck you without it. To feel his perfect dā
Your thoughts were cut off with a deep chuckle. āYou look like youāre sad that I put on a condom, doll.ā You swear that his eyes darkened when you stayed silent. āIf you want it later, Iāll fuck you raw, ākay? But now neither of us can think straight.āĀ
āAre you a perfect man?ā You laughed.
āI donāt know, letās find out.ā Your smile faded as soon as you felt the head of his dick at your entrance.
You were still sensitive from your previous orgasm, so when Bucky started teasing you again, rubbing you up and down to cover himself in your slick, you nearly lost it.Ā
āBucky, please.ā You whine, grabbing the side of his torso with your free hand. āDonāt tease me, please, I canātāāĀ
Your words died as Bucky finally pushed inside of you. Your head fell deeper into your soft bed, and Buckyās body tensed on top of you, trying to hold back a deep moan.Ā
It was overwhelming. He stretched you out so deliciously that you felt pain and inexplicable pleasure. No one ever made you feel this wayālike you were on cloud nine and the man on top of you didnāt even actually fuck you yet.Ā
āYouāre squeezing me so hard that I might cum like a teenagerāfuck!ā He groaned, squeezing your hand harder. āRelax, baby, Iāll take care of you.ā
You tried to relax as much as you could with a dick buried deep inside of you, and Bucky was finally able to move.
Well, if it felt good earlier, then the first movement of his hips probably sent you right to heaven. Bucky cupped your face with his left hand, locking your eyes together, when he started thrusting at a slow pace.Ā
āSo pretty for me, doll. You feel my cock in your stomach, huh?ā Buckyās lips almost touched yours when he talked, but it felt like he was too far away from you. āGood girl, take me so well. Knew that this pussy would be my death.āĀ
āMore... harder, please, fuck me harder.ā You spoke in between moans, gazing intently at Bucky's pretty face.
He started fucking you harder. Your bed was slamming your wall, but it didnāt bother you as much as the fact that he was hitting your G-spot with every thrust. You were a fucking whining mess under him, with a slightly open mouth and a drunk-looking face.
āSuck it like a good girl you are.ā His thumb slipped into your mouth, and you moaned, doing as he said. āYour pussy is already sucking the shit out of me. Are you going to cum, baby? Going to make a mess on my cock while I fuck you? Imagine if I fucked you raw and filled you up with my load. I bet youād like that.ā The finger went deeper into your mouth, making you gag. You nodded your head as much as you could at Buckyās words because you were already ready to cum.
āGive it to me, baby.ā Bucky growled, sucking on your neck. His hips slammed into yours, making the nastiest noise, but it turned you on even more. A finger slipped out of your mouth, and Buckyās face was in front of you again. āFuuuck, Iām gonna cum.ā
āM-m, B-bucky! Don't stop, plā ahhh!ā The wave of the best orgasm of your fucking life washed over you. You swear the stars started dancing behind your closed eyes as you endlessly squeezed Buckyās cock and his body.
The way you were moaning, how your eyes rolled back, and how your whole body trembled pushed Bucky over the edge. A few last movements in your soaking wet pussy and he came, feeling almost lifeless, as if you had sucked the whole energy out of him.
He let go of your hand, which this whole time he held above your head, and cupped your face with both of his hands, kissing away the tears you didnāt even notice.
āY/N? Baby? Are you okay?ā He whispered and moved your head a little bit so your eyes were directed at him. You looked like you were high or really drunk, but he couldnāt argue with the fact that you were the prettiest woman on earth.
āIā itās like I don't feel my body anymore.ā You lazily mumbled and closed your eyes. āNo one ever fucked me like this.āĀ
āGlad to hear that, doll.ā Bucky leaned closer and kissed your soft lips with more delicacy and tenderness. āDo you need anything? Food, water, bath?ā
āNoā¦ Can you just hug me and stay here for the night?ā You asked, now afraid that he would leave since he got what he wanted.
āSure, just let me get rid of this thing, and Iāll still get you some water.ā He kissed you on the forehead before carefully untangling his body from yours. You hissed at the new empty and a little bit aching feeling inside of you. āIām sorry, baby.āĀ
Bucky threw a condom in the basket under your table and, putting on only his boxers, came down to the kitchen to get you a bottle of water. But when he came back, he saw that you had already fallen asleep.
You looked so cuteāstill naked, with a peaceful expression on your face, laying in the middle of your messy bed. He thought about whether he should disturb your sleep or not, but you asked him to stay, right? Bucky hesitated for a few seconds, but then came closer to you, placed the bottle on the nightstand, and carefully scooped you into his hands, pushing away the covers. He put you back down, and then you opened your eyes.Ā
āCāmereā¦ā You mumbled, still sleepy, and grabbed his hand.
Bucky quietly chuckled and got under the cover, hugging you from the back. You happily sighed before drifting back to sleep. Bucky kissed you in the hair, hugged you harder, and fell to sleep with you in his arms.
You woke up a little bit disoriented, trying to figure out what happened last night.Ā
The bed beside you was empty, but the aching feeling between your legs proved that it wasnāt a dream. You, in fact, fucked your hot lumberjack neighbor. But where did he go?
You found some random oversized t-shirt and walked down the stairs. Everything was silent; your kitchen was empty but crystal clean. Did Bucky just leave?Ā
Wait a minute.Ā
Yesterday there was a mess from your cooking and dinner with Bucky.
Now the room was almost shining.Ā
You looked around in confusion until you noticed a piece of paper on the table.Ā
All of your bad thoughts disappeared as soon as you read it, and you felt butterflies go crazy in your stomach.
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Whenever I talk about the medical neglect and ableism I've encountered as a victim of the healthcare system, there's always some cockwaffle who feels entitled to come into my inbox and make the argument of "not all doctors" while talking about how "people like them" (because it's always someone in a field of medicine who does this) are doing their best and it's really hard because so many people fake being ill to get on welfare (Yikes), but like, yeah, obviously #not all doctors, because if all doctors were negligent, bullying scum bags, I'd be dead.
But here's the thing: while I truly believe that the majority of doctors are doing their best in a system stacked against them and their patients, their presence does not negate the mass harm caused by the bad ones. And there are far more bad ones than you realize.
Fuck, John Oliver literally did a segment on this last week:
Yes, the truly bad, malicious doctors are in the minority. Most are just horrifically burned out and fighting a losing battle against a system, killing both them and their patients through a lack of funding and resources and profound overwork.
But the malicious ones do exist, and they will go out of their way to harm patients who don't kowtow to them.
I almost lost my life because when I was in my early twenties, I told a doctor I didn't think she was listening to me, and I disagreed with her assessment of my mental health (she was not a mental health doctor, and I was there for heart palpitations and chronic pain). She retaliated by putting "non-compliant" in my file.
There was also a fun little "doesn't show respect" note too that lives rent-free in my head because I know I wasn't rude. I was polite. I just didn't agree with her, and my refusal to accept her off-handed comment that "you probably have bipolar or BPD" (again, I was there for heart palpitations and chronic pain) meant I was "refusing care."
I wasn't. I just refused to be slapped with a mood/personality disorder when I was there because I kept fucking fainting when I stood up.
(Spoiler alert: it was dysautonomia)
That "non-compliant" marker followed me around for years. It followed me across an ocean and effectively ensured that any doctor I saw was going to treat me like absolute dogshit because no one wants to help Difficult Patients. It wasn't until I was so undeniably ill, literally on the brink of death, that anyone helped me.
I'm alive because of a good doctor. And all the good ones that came after him because of him.
So, I know they exist. You don't have to tell me that.
But I really fucking need you to acknowledge the bad ones and that you're part of a system with a long, long history of abusing minorities and vulnerable people. I need you to acknowledge that because it's the only way we're going to survive this godforsaken nightmare and make things better.
So yeah, #notalldoctors, but if you feel the need to say that because someone talking about being literally left to die by the medical system hurts your feelings, I'm going to have to ask you to take a step back and ask yourself if you're going into medicine for the right reasons.
Namely: do you want to help people, even the "difficult" ones?
Even the ones who might disagree with you?
Even if they're on welfare?
Even if they'll never get "better" in a way that means "cured"?
Just a thought. But hey, what do I know. I'm just someone who experienced hemolytic anemia because doctors kept telling me I was anxious and needed to exercise more š¤·āāļø.
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yourinstagram oh what a coincidence.... anyways my birthday week was filled with so much laughter and joy, im so glad i could have spent it with such a loving group of people !! also a huge thank you too lily and alex ( and a few others they brought along ) for coming over and being there for me šā¤
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yourbff what a great weekend !!!
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ā³yourinstagram thank you for being you š
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ā³yourinstagram thank you albon šš
ynstan1 she's back in the studio after a 3 year relationship with jacob.... oh this album is gonna hit šāāļø
oscarpiastri Happy Birthday ! It was lovely to meet you š§”
ā³yourinstagram thank you mr pastry it was a pleasure to meet you as well !! š
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yourbff did you make your date take picture of you..
ā³yourinstagram maybe...
lilymhe my pretty girlfriend
ā³yourinstagram oh lily iām blushing š
oscarpiastri is what sweet ?
ā³yourinstagram the answer isn't pg13
ā³oscarpiastri š¤Ø
ā³oscarpiastri OHHHH
ā³oscarpiastri yep got it šš
ynhater1 she just got out of a 3 year relationship and is already dating.... š
ā³ynfan1 the relationship was off an on towards the end (based on what they've both said ) so it wouldn't be surprising if she's already lost feelings before they publicly broke up, plus jacob when on a date with his ex a week before y/n and him broke up THEN started dating her DAYS after they broke up . then karma got his ass and they broke up on y/n's birthday, he sucks š¤·āāļø
yourbff2 looking good mama !!!
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ynupdates Y/n in Australia recently with an unidentified man.
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ynfan3 wait is this an april fools joke b/c it's almost april 1st
ā³ynupdates no š it's real
ynfan4 omg in australia ??? i hope she's not back with jacob...
ynfan5 she's in australia days before the australian gp.... i hope she's going !!
ynfan6 can't wait to see her at coachella !!
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ynupdates Y/n at the Australian Grand Prix, y/n is in the Williams garage with friend Lily Muni He.
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ā³yourinstagram maybe not EVERY race weekend but a few š
alex_albon not very flattering pictures of me
ā³yourinstagram just be more flattering next time š¤·āāļø
ynstan5 a mother to many šāāļø
oscarpiastri got my first point's with you at a race... thats suspicious... thats weird š¤Ø
ā³yourinstagram some people call me a lucky charm ā
ā³oscarpiastri can i call you that ? š
ā³yourinstagram of course ! you're my fav aussie after all š§”
ā³ynstan8 "you're my fav aussie after all" oh ik jacob just fell to his knees
yourbff pretty girl doing pretty girl thing !!
logansargeant i made the photo dump š„³
ā³yourinstagram you deserve an award š
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ynstan8 no oscar in the aussie gp photo dump.... š¤Ø
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oscarpiastri a tuneeee š§”
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ā³oscarlvrr44 im watching yall š¤Ø
ynstan5 She's done it again!! šāāØ
lilymhe pop princess has returnedā¼ļø
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ynstan81 she woke up this morning thought sheād write another pop hit
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yourinstagram coachellaĀ weekend 1 & 2 what a dream !! these were some of the most fun shows i've ever played š§”, and i canāt believe you guys were already singing along to all the words in espresso. I feel so lucky. thank you to everyone who came to watch !!!!
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ā³ynstan81 š¤Ø
yourbff You ate! Obsessed with these performance's it was so much fun to watch
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ynstan2 literally devoured and left no crumbs
mclaren Y/n is popstaring harder than ever and iām here for it š„³
ā³ynstan81 MCLAREN ?? what are you doing here ???
ā³mclaren we're y/n fans š¤·āāļø
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yourinstagram silverstone was lovely !! š§”
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oscarpiastri always lovely when your there ā¤
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oscarpiastri i can finally say my girlfriend instead of friend during interviews now š
ā³yourinstagram you just loveeee talking about me š¤
ā³oscarpiastri yes i do š
ā³landonorris can confirm
ā³alex_albon also can confirm
ā³logansargeant as can i
ā³yourinstagram PLS š
ynstan03 bro how is oscar dating Y/N L/N ???
landonorris FINALLY !!!
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oscstan44 HUH ???? THEIR DATING ?!?
lilymhe my prettttyyyy girl is happyy !!
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ynstan23 this break up and in love album is going to go crazy š¤
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oscarpiastri Safety car didnāt get the memo. But what a weekend !! Im truly grateful for all the support this weekend from all the fans and people i love š§”
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ā³oscarpiastri love you !!! š„°
oscarfan72 them hard launching is the best part of this season tbh
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ā³oscarpiastri snooze ya lose
mclaren Your best post this season !
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yourinstagram Short nā sweet is officially yours now!!!
the making of short nā sweet was one of the most special, honest, up and down, stupid and fun experiences of my life.
thank you to my brilliant talented friends, writers, producers, mixers, engineers, and creative minds that helped me bring this world and these songs to life. not a serious thought was thunk yet somehow they were.. lol i love you all and am so grateful.
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oscarpiastri IT'S HERE!!! So proud of you and love you endlessly.
ā³yourinstagram love love love you ā¤
oscarpiastri personal favorite is Bed Chem
ā³yourinstagram oh yeah im sure š
ynstan32 taste is crazyā¦ what an opening š¤Æ
lilymhe most perfect album of all time š
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yourbff 8 down š
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logansargeant IT'S HERE!!! Can't pick a favorite!!!
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ynfan74 coincidence is a crazzzyyy song š¤
ā³ynfan62 what's even funnier is the day jacob and olivia broke up (y/n's birthday) her birthday post she captioned it "oh what a coincidence" š
mclaren Dare I sayā¦ā¦.no skip album??
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Do you think you could write a nervous Joel fic... like he's older and a single dad and hasn't dated in a REALLY REALLY long time...but he's still really sweet, maybe he has to stop and eat reader cos he's about to cum too soon or something š¤·āāļøš
Hey, babe!! So I hope this is what you were hoping for! It's super tender and I did end up listening to Hozier for a good portion of it, so do with that information what you will š
Also, I kind of did something a bit different and wrote it more from Joel's perspective, but it's still in 2nd person (pronouns = you)! Pls lmk how you feel about it ā¤
Pairing: Older Joel Miller x afab!reader
Tags/warnings: Age gap (not specified), piv sex, oral sex (f), vaginal fingering, multiple orgasms, established relationship, (almost) premature ejaculation, accidental love confessions š¤, self deprecating Joelā¢, big dick Joelā¢, kissing, stuff I'm probably forgetting
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Summary: Your and Joel's first time together turns into so much more.
What Matters
āAre you sure, baby?āĀ
Joel watches as your eyes flick up to him, only kindness and patience in them. Even as you smile warmly and wrap your arms around his neck to pull him to you, he still has a sense of cautiousness in his movements. Youāve probably lost track of how many times heās asked you if youāre sure.Ā
āYes, Joel, Iām sure,ā you laugh breathily.Ā
Youāre both lying in his bed, completely bare. Thereās a soft summer breeze coming in through the window and rustling the sheer curtains. The sunās going down, but just barely, causing a perfect golden hue to coat the room. He canāt help but think that you look even more gorgeous than usual in this lighting.
Joel tries to ignore the nervousness in his stomach as he softly kisses your jaw and nuzzles up to you. Heās not stupid, he knows that you know heās just trying to waste time, but you let him. Youāre so fucking sweet like that. Always making him feel so wanted and appreciated. Itās not that he doesnāt want to be with you in this way, but that heās worried he wonāt be perfect for you. He wants to be able to show you affection in the same way that you show him.Ā
But what if he canāt?
Youāre younger, after all, and heās not been with a woman in so long. Maybe not since Sarahās mom. If thatās the case, itās been about fifteen, sixteen years. Point in case, youāre probably used to boys who can last longer and can make you come every time. What if he canāt? What if itās been so long now, that he only lasts a couple of minutes?Ā
It terrifies him, the prospect that you may be disappointed in his performance. What if you decide to leave him because heās not enough to get you off? No, he realizes, you would never do that. Youāre so good, so thoughtful and generous and patient. Youād wait for him, help him get back to the point where he used to be.Ā
But thatās not what he wants. He wants to be good for you now.Ā
āJoel?āĀ
His name falling from your lips has his head raising back up. You look into his eyes with a desperation that he simply canāt ignore.Ā
āPlease,ā you whisper before planting a feather-light kiss to his lips. He nods slowly before he can think about it.Ā
āAlright, sweetheart. Iāve got you.āĀ
And he does, he knows it. He just hopes he can do it right.Ā
Youāre already prepped. He spent probably half an hour fingering you to orgasm even though you had begged for the real thing each time you fell apart on his hand. Itās another thing he was worried aboutābeing so big. Joelās not a super cocky man by any means, but he is aware of hisā¦attributes.Ā
He watches you carefully as he grasps his cock and guides it to your slippery entrance. Your eyes flutter shut as he pushes in, giving you about an inch each time he thrusts. His jaw goes slack once heās about halfway in. Youāre so fucking warm and wet and inviting. He keeps going, trying to keep his breathy whines at bay. Heās again reminded of just how long itās been since heās felt something other than the palm of his hand around himself.Ā
āShit, baby,ā he breathes as he bottoms out. He closes his eyes in concentration and lets his head hang next to yours. He already feels like he might blow his load at any second. You bring a hand up to cup his head and thread his curls through your fingers, holding him close. His breathing is heavy when he lifts himself back up to look into your eyes.Ā
His heart seems to skip a beat when he sees the adoration youāre looking at him with. It kills him every time. And no matter how many times you tell him that he deserves all your affection, he knows heāll still find a lingering doubt in the back of his mind. Thereās a reason the two of you have only been ātogetherā for about four months even though youāve been shamelessly flirting for about a year.Ā
It was just too good to be true. For such a sweet, gentle thing like you to want a rough old man like him. He was never the one to initiate anything, but he knows youāve been aware that he had his sore eyes set on you since you met. How could he not? Heās never met anyone so kind and considerate. It was impossible to deny you of him any longer when it was one of the only things youāve ever wanted for yourself.Ā
āYou okay?ā Your honeyed voice reaches his earsāor his good ear, ratherāand he smiles at you.Ā
āāCourse, baby. Jusā gotta give me a second, alright?ā He can feel his cheeks getting a bit rosy at the confession. āItās been a minute.āĀ
You nod, still no hesitation or any sign of regret. God, what did he do to deserve you?Ā
Once he collects himself, he pulls out just barely, and a groan tumbles from his mouth to mingle with your soft moan. Heās already starting to sweat from the effort of not coming too soon as he starts to push into you at a slow but rhythmic pace. You wrap your arms around his broad shoulders and tuck your head into his chest as you whimper with his thrusts.Ā
āYou feel so good,ā you whine.Ā
āFuck, sweetheart, so dā you. āLike goddamn heaven.ā And you do; overwhelmingly so.
He cradles your head and lowers the two of you even more to deepen his thrusts. He knows heās found your spot when your breath catches and you start to tighten around him every time he pumps his hips. Unfortunately, this makes it a lot harder for him to keep his composure.Ā
āH-honey, I have to pull out,ā he grits out. Heās so embarrassed, it hasnāt even been five minutes. He wonāt last long enough for you to come before him.
But you just nod into him, even though you must be devastated by the loss of your orgasm. āItās okay, Joel,ā you breathily assure him.Ā
He pulls out and squeezes the base of his cock, out of breath. He doesnāt meet your gaze as he starts to apologize.
āIām sorry, baby, IāāĀ
āJoel,ā You stop him by carefully grabbing his chin and forcing him to look at you. āItās okay.ā You nod, waiting for him to do the same before you continue. āTake as much time as you need. I love you no matter what. This does not determineāāĀ
You both realize what you said at the same time. Joelās eyes widen and his chest feels like it caved into itself. Your lips stay still, parted in the middle of your sentence. Joel doesnāt realize tears have gathered in his eyes until his vision starts to blur and a smile spreads across his face.Ā
You love him. You said it. And he believes you.Ā
āI love you too, baby,ā he whispers and lets his forehead rest against yours. āSo damn much.ā Fuck his age and whoever might see a problem with you being together. He wants this, and you want this, and thatās all that matters.Ā
Then youāre both laughing shakily, pressing kisses to each otherās lips. He only stops to start trailing them down your body instead, watching you writhe as his mustache tickles your bare skin.Ā
āJoel, p-please,ā you beg quietly. Joel just huffs a small laugh through his nose as he lays himself between your legs, ignoring his protesting knees as he admires the entirety of you laying out just for him. You look fucking beautiful covered in a thin sheen of sweat atop his sheets, needy and panting all for him.Ā
He doesnāt waste too much time before putting his mouth on your sweet pussy, his tongue dragging up your slit to flick at your clit. Joel moans at your taste, sending vibrations racing toward your swollen bud. Your hips buck as your hands fly to grasp at his hair, tugging lightly and making his eyes roll back.Ā
He feasts on you like his life depends on it, worshiping you with all he has. He takes turns in running his tongue up you, fucking you with it the best he can, and suckling on your clit. He looks like a damn mess as he does so, his eyes not leaving your cunt unless heās watching your face contort with pleasure. When you make eye contact with him, he knows he must look fucked out and desperate just based on the way you groan and lay your head back.Ā
It doesnāt take much for you to get to the edge, and it takes even less for him to push you over. You let out sharp, whiny sounds as he sucks on your clit and slips a couple of fingers inside of you to grip on to. Your entire body goes tense, and Joel has to resist the urge to smirk against you as you shake with the force of your orgasm.Ā
By the time youāre coming down, heās back over you and slipping his tongue inside your mouth to share your taste. You moan into the kiss and pull him closer as he once again glides his tip into your cunt. Just as he had hoped, the distraction calmed him down enough to hopefully give him some more time.Ā
You both melt into each other as he bottoms out, the tip of his swollen cock hitting your cervix and making your thighs squeeze his torso. He starts at a faster pace than last time, too deep in his lust-filled haze to even try to slow down now.Ā
You pull away from his mouth to start leaving love bites on his neck, making his cock twitch inside of you with each pinch. He can feel you smile against his skin, and knows that youāve found his secret. He does like a little pain with his pleasure. You keep going, sucking and biting marks before licking soothingly over them and moving to the next spot. You taste him like youāre addicted, like you could never possibly get enough.
It still doesnāt take him as long as he would like to before he starts to feel his balls drawing up and his thighs start to shake. His head goes foggy as he tries to hold on for you, but itās too fucking much. He canāt hold it off when you feel so good around him. Itās like torture to stave off his orgasm when heās thrusting into your soft heat.Ā
āWhere dā you want me, honey?ā Joel asks you, his voice strained.Ā
āInside,ā you whisper against his neck without a second thought.
And it throws him over. He groans your name as his body stutters and his balls empty, coating your walls with his milky spend. It seems to go on forever. Each time he thinks heās almost done, thereās another spurt and another wave of pleasure that tugs him deeper into euphoria.Ā
When it does end, he lets himself half-collapse on top of you. You embrace him with welcoming arms and the two of you catch your breath together in the now dark bedroom. He only pulls out once sleep threatens to take the both of you. A shower, snack, and a glass of water later, you both snuggle up together and fall asleep with content smiles and full hearts.Ā
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ā°Summary: in which the world gets a glimpse the wild celebrations that follow after lando's first win
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mclaren LANDO NORRIS IS A FORMULA 1 RACE WINNER!
LANDO WINS THE #MIAMIGP!!
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yourusername THAT'S MY MANNN š§”š§”š§”
yourusername I'M SO PROUDDD
user82 OH MY GODDDDD HE DID IT!!
user91 one lost an appendix and won, the other hurt his nose and won something's going on here š¤
user73 lando nowins became lando norris
user56 LANDO YOU'RE THE ONEEE
user66 ABSOLUTELY INCREDIBLE!
user45 Lando is the king of Miami !!
user82 he done it
user04 Let's gooooo
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landonorris WWE FUCKIJG DID IT. P1 š ps. thank you for all the support babe couldn't've done it without you š§”
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yourusername SO PROUD OF YOU LOVEEE
ā³landonorris couldn't of done it without you š§”
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georgerussell63 Congrats mate!!
lewishamilton WELL DONE
fernandoalo_oficial Bravooooo
maxfewtrell So proud brother
oscarpiastri Well done man
user41 Don't break the trophy lando
user77 i have never celebrated a victory as much as today
user48 This Lando Norris win is the plot twist we all needed in the 2024 season
user32 DU DU DU DU LANDO NORRIS
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yourusername so proud of you love words cannot even express all the emotions i feel right now š§” go papayaš
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landonorris awwww that's so sweet thank you love
ā³yourusername you deserve it baby š§”
oscarpiastri where was my post when i won in japan hmmm š
ā³landonorris she clearly likes me more then you mate
ā³oscarpiastri exuse you she so doesn't
ā³landonorris she so does
ā³yourusername kids no fighting in my comment section i like you both equally
user819 omg they're so cute
user628 literally the it couple of the paddock
charles_leclerc i was third why wasn't i mentioned y/n š¤Ø
ā³yourusername ups...š¤·āāļø
user28 i just love her relationship with everyone on tge grid
user52 she is the moment
user71 he literally ate and left no crumbs let's go landooooo
user91 so proud of him i might of cried..
mclaren so is this the lart where we say that you cried like a baby or....
ā³yourusername admin...watch your back i know who you are..
ā³mclaren oh..oh that's not...
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yourusername as you can clearly see we had a fucking blast and onece more i am so proud of you lan you deserved this š§”š
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ā³yourusername you were close had i not been there..
ā³lewishamilton you're not fooling anyone y/n you were both drunk of your ass and i had to babysit
ā³yourusername FALSE FALSE ACCUSATIONS I SAY
carlossainz55 had a blast glad we got to celebrate together
charles_leclerc alex says to not let me drink so much again
ā³yourusername next time bring her too we'll get her drunk aswell problem=solved
ā³charles_leclerc smarttt
ā³alexandrasaintmleux you're both dumb š¤¦āāļø
user28 i love her relationship with the grid
user48 icons all of them
user72 i am so jealous rn
user29 i've never had such intense fomo in my life
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HE WON HE FREAKING WONNNN WOO!!! as you can see i'm very excited so i just had to write something about it i know it's not the best but i hope you enjoyed it nonetheless <3
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TW: Dub-Con turned Non-Con; Infidelity; Cheating; Rough sex; Forced sex; Slight fuck-or-die but not really; Dead Dove Do Not Eat; Unnecessary amount of commas
Setting up the arrangement with Charlie Hewitt left a sour taste in your mouth at the way he openly leered at you the entire time, but you just kept thinking about finally going to bed with a full belly to get you through his poorly concealed innuendos and crass language. It wasnāt until you arrived at the Hewittās home, telling your husband you were walking to the next town for groceries as an excuse, that your plan began to crumble. The memory of Charlieās words making fear squeeze your lungs and bile rising in your throat.
Just when you think you couldnāt feel even more worthless, here you were spreading your legs for a man that wasnāt your husband, all for the chance to get food on your table.
Your husband acted just as worthless as you currently felt and invited his parents to move into your already cramped house without discussing anything with you. Four grown adults living in a one-bedroom shack of a house, with your husband barely making enough money to feed you both let alone two more mouths, was enough to want to pull your hair out. Of course, it didnāt help that your mother-in-law found fault in every single thing you did which your husband agreed with to stay on his motherās good side. Coupled with your in-laws living beyond their means, including gorging themselves on food that you managed to scrap together, which often left you going to bed hungry and riddled with anxiety. So, when you overheard the local gossip hounds whispering how the Hewitt family would give meat from their job at the slaughterhouse in exchange for favors, it didnāt take long for you to come to a steely resolve. It might have been the numerous days without a steady meal, or how you were belittled everyday at your home, that made you snap and jump at the chance.
āAs much as I want a piece of that pussyā¦I made a promise to my kin. Tommyās birthday is coming up and it is far past time for him to become a man despite what mama says. So thatās who youāll be fucking today. If you got a problem with that then you can fuck off.ā
He was so matter-of-fact about the whole thing that it made your head spin.
Relief that you wouldnāt have to sleep with that disgusting excuse of a man making you giddy, before realization at his words struck you like white-hot lightening. Youāve only seen Tommy Hewitt once and the memory was seared into your brain.
You had come across him as he lumbered down the main road on his way home from the slaughterhouse and you were frozen in your tracks as his hulking form stalked past you. He was a large burly man, with broad shoulders, huge biceps, and thick thighs, and his dark shaggy hair didnāt hide the fact that he wore some type of leather mask on the lower part of his face.
He still wore his bloodstained apron.
You had reluctantly agreed once Charlie āsweetenedā the deal by promising double the amount of food he would give. Now, here you were, propped up on a bench in the shed while listening to Charlie whisper harshly outside the door. From his tone it sounded like he was scolding someone, Tommy to be exact when you heard his slow heavy footsteps nearing the door, and you swore your heart was going to beat out of your chest the longer you had to wait. From the snippets you could hear it sounded like he was giving instructions and you grimaced when you heard him give vivid instructions on what to put in where.
Finally, after what felt like hours, Tommy came stumbling through the door looking exactly like you remember minus the apron. You realized his blunt appearance was because he was being pushed into the room. Charlie gave you a dirty lingering look, shaking his head with a wistful sigh, before slapping Tommy on a broad shoulder before ducking back out.
The door shut with a firm thud and then you were left alone with the behemoth.
Fear and anxiety once more rushed through you fast enough to make you lightheaded, your heart pounding rapidly in your chest, and the man lingered almost awkwardly by the door. You dimly noticed that he kept his head down, stealing glances at you and your body through his curtain of hair, and you took a deep breath to gather your courage. The bench underneath you was hard and uncomfortable and you knew the sooner you got this over with the sooner you can go home and forget this entire thing.
With shaky hands you hiked up your skirt, removing your panties so they wonāt get lost or ruined, and spread your legs. Your face burned in mortification at your actions, even more so when Tommyās entire body jerked as if sucker-punched, and he didnāt even bother trying to hide the way he openly stared between your legs with wide blue eyes. You fumbled with the small bottle of oil you brought with you, knowing you werenāt going to get properly wet enough to make things less painful, and you quickly waved Tommy over. He approached slowly as if you were going to bite before settling between your spread legs. With him so close you suddenly realized just how big he was, your thighs straining to accommodate the width of his hips, and you nearly jumped out of your skin when a large heavy hand landed on your thigh. His skin was rough and overly warm, thick fingers digging into the meat of your thigh curiously, and you spotted his eyes darting over the rest of your body before settling back between your legs. Your nerves were starting to crumble at his slow pace so you reached down and began unbuckling his pants with trembling fingers.
His entire body tensed up and you mumbled a quiet apology, but your hands continued their work. You knew this was supposedly his first time, but you were anxious to get this over with. Tommy made a low grunting noise as he shuffled on his feet before you got his pants open and his entire body seemed to spasm when you reached into his pants to grab his dick.
You immediately paled at the sheer girth you encountered as you fingers werenāt even close to touching.
He was clearly proportionate to the rest of his body, but that also meant that he was hung like a fucking horse. You let go and fumbled with the vial of oil with a quick prayer for things to be over quickly. You ignored how he jerked his hips closer to you as if willing your hand back as he restlessly pushed his pants down with a grunt to offer you more room to touch him.
His cock stuck out just below his button-down shirt, almost drooping from the heavy weight, and the thick tip was an angry shade of red. You couldnāt help but compare him to your husband. He was larger in every single way, almost laughably so, and you had the brief thought of if you could even get that inside you. It twitched under your gaze. You looked away suddenly embarrassed and saw out of the corner of your eye his hips jerk once more towards you. You felt sweat pool at your lower back, the hot summer air doing nothing to cool you off despite being in shade, and you nervously wiped the sweat beading at your brow the back of your hand. You chided yourself and focused once more at the task at hand.
You poured a generous amount into your palm, nearly half the bottle, and steeled yourself before reaching down to coat him thoroughly. The sound he made didnāt seem human, the punched out garbled growl making the hair on the back of your neck stand on end, and you held back your whimper of fright as he thickened even more in your grasp. You tried to not think of how you were going to struggle to take him into your body. You dropped him once he was completely coated and dumped more oil into your hand, steadfastly ignoring the way Tommy panted through his mask. You leaned back while taking a deep breath before reaching down and slathering yourself, working the oil into your cunt while simultaneously trying to stretch yourself with two fingers in preparation. It wasnāt long until you felt calloused fingers brushing against the back of your hand making you nearly shriek in surprise. You whipped your head down to see Tommy had moved closer, eyes completely transfixed between your legs, and you realized he was gripping himself with his other hand.
He was stroking himself at the same pace you were working yourself open.
Unexpectedly, heat simmered low in your pelvis at the sight and you couldnāt help but squirm in place. It was only about a minute later that you could tell he was getting restless, his hand squeezing his cock tight enough to make you wince, and you pretended to not notice him rubbing the weeping tip against your thighs. Tommy suddenly gripped your leg and spread you even further and you did whimper at the pain shooting through your hip at the unnatural position. He began grinding against your hand still buried in yourself, huffing in annoyance when he was denied entry, and you took a shuddering deep breath before moving your hand away to grip the edge of the bench.
āGoā¦slow, okay? Slow,ā you muttered in a raspy voice and the only answer you received was the sensation of something blunt and sticky nudging at you.
He suddenly surged forward in an attempt to ram himself in, making you shriek and kick your pinned leg uselessly, but thankfully he just slid through your wet folds and brushed against your clit. He did that a few more times and was clearly growing agitated.
Even as you tried to weakly soothe him by weakly petting the hand holding you open, but that just seemed to work him up even more. Eventually the head of his cock notched at your entrance and he began to slowly push forward, seemingly learning from his mistakes, and you felt your eyes widen at the stretch. He was impossibly wide, nearly making you scream as your body attempted to reject the intrusion, but he was determined and those dark blue eyes never strayed from your straining cunt. You tried to help by shifting your hips, bracing one foot on the bench to widen your pelvis, and even stretching your other leg out to help ease the tension.
Nothing worked and you couldnāt escape the mounting pressure.
āItās not going to workā¦Tommy, you have to stop. It hurts,ā you pleaded, beginning to push on his thick chest while wiggling your hips away from him, and your vision blurred with unshed tears. Tommy didnāt like you pushing him away.
With a growl he pulled back, but your relief was short lived as he easily grabbed your hips and flipped you over and resumed his position. One broad palm was flat on your back between your shoulder blades, pinning you in place even as you squirmed and kicked, and you felt him trying to push in again with renewed vigor.
āTommy, stop! I changed my mind! Get off of me!ā you shrieked with growing panic only to have your shouts silenced by the feel of that fat head popping inside you.
Your eyes widened, body freezing and clenching down on reflex, and you barely had time to draw in a breath before Tommy drew back and slammed himself halfway inside you. The scream you let out was ear-piercing and your throat immediately felt shredded from the sound, but was cut off by him rearing back and slamming his hip back into you until he was eventually buried to the hilt.
His croaky moan of pleasure was covered by another scream from you.
Tears were now flowing freely down your face as you howled in pain, feeling as if you were being ripped in half, and you barely noticed Tommyās other hand reaching down to paw at your wet cheeks as if to soothe you.
He only stayed still for a few seconds before leaning back and beginning a downright brutal pace. His hips were slamming into you with enough force to have the bench beneath you creaking ominously, your pelvis felt like it was going to shatter, and you had the stray thought that no amount of preparation would have ever prepared for you for him. Your gasping cries were short and choppy, from both his frantic pace and the hand pushing you down effectively squishing your lungs, but you still shrieked and yelped for him to stop or at least slow down to let your body adjust.
He didnāt listen.
He seemed possessed, grunting and snarling as he pounded into you mercilessly, and eventually your body went limp. You clawed helplessly against the wood beneath your cheek, blubbering incoherently, and prayed that Tommy would finish quickly. As if punishment for accepting this deal, you were granted no such reprieve.
He continued to rut into you like a mindless beast for what felt like hours, your insides swollen and throbbing as they were pummeled by his thick cock, and sweat was dripping off of him and mingling with your tears as he leaned over you to reach impossibly deeper. It wasnāt until his hips started stuttering and his thrusts turned deep and hard instead of fast and frantic that had you crying in relief at the telltale signs that he was nearing his finish. Then a horrifying realization dawned on you. Tommy wasnāt stopping. Instead it seemed he was spending longer and longer buried completely to the hilt, pressed flush against you as close as he could, and a new wave of terror-induced adrenaline washed over you.
āNot insideā¦Tommy donāt you fucking dare finish inside me,ā you shrieked, renewing your struggles to escape him, and you grew increasingly wild as he only grunted at you.
You began writhing and attempting to twist away from him, kicking your legs and reaching back behind you to claw at his face, anything to get him away from you.
It only resulted in the hand on your back to slide up and fist painfully in your hair, nearly slamming you back onto the table hard enough for you to see black spots swimming in your vision, and his other hand grabbed your hip to further hold you in place. You continued to beg and plead for him to not come inside you, literally anywhere else but inside, but you were steadfastly ignored. His pace suddenly quickened, a low rattling whine escaping his broad chest, and you wailed as he stilled completely buried inside you. You felt his cock jerk and throb followed by a wave of scorching heat soothing your ravaged channel and you screamed in outrage and in despair. Tommy continued to grind into you, riding out his orgasm with small hurt noises escaping his throat, and by the time he was finished you were limp and shivering with shock. Realization of what all just happened rolling through your mind as fast as nausea rolled in your stomach at the feeling of wetness slipping down your thighs. Bile threatened to rise in your throat, silent tears spilling anew down your damp face, and your entire body felt both boiling hot and icy cold.
You wept quietly as he stayed buried inside you. He petted through your hair as if you were a frightened animal, his ragged breathing filling the stuffy air of the shed, and you swore you heard him cooing at you. You felt him lean down and nuzzle the back of your head as his hand moved from your hip to shyly pet over the back of your hand in some twisted form of affection after what just happened. The door suddenly swung open and you didnāt even have the energy to even twitch.
āAtta boy, Tommy! Heard that bitch caterwauling clear down the road!ā Charlie shouted with clear glee and humiliation burned in your veins.
You heard the man move closer, no doubt wanting to leer at your crumpled body, but Tommy growled and moved his body more firmly on top of you. As if shielding you from view.
āAw, whatās this, boy? You finally get your dick wet and now feel like youāre somebody special?ā Charlie sneered and you felt the large body on top of you press even tighter to you.
You heard movement around you before a large item wrapped in brown paper tied with twine plopped on the table by your head.
āA dealās a deal. Donāt be shy now. Iām sure Tommy would love to see you again,ā he continued with a wheezing laugh, clearly finding the whole ordeal hilarious, and he walked back out of the shed laughing to himself.
Regret and disgust swirled in your gut at the sight of the paper bag, knowledge of what all transpired making you want to cry all over again, and you let out a small hiccupping sob. Tommy nuzzled into your hair once more, his body relaxing now that Charlie had left, and he resumed his petting. He was letting out a happy garbled sound, clearly not realizing how he had just brutalized you, and you squeezed your eyes shut.
You felt Tommy begin to harden inside you once more.
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