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[have-you-been-here]

Inside your next-door neighbor’s house/apartment, Earth

[badbtssmut]

A party for three

As usual, you and your boyfriend Taehyung travel by van to the same festival the both of you have been going to since you first started dating. But when you run into his best friend at the festival, you suddenly end the night with your pussy filled to the brim.

Contains: Everyone is under the influence, drunk, threesome, dubcon cause nobody’s thinking clearly, yn gets called a slut, double penetration in pussy <- yn winces and says it’s too tight but Tae encourages her, yn cries out of pleasure, riding, missionary, doggystyle, boobplay, multi orgasm, just fucking with literally zero thoughts

Admin note: fuck me I wrote this all on the tumblr app and it didn’t fucking save and I had to do it AGAIN!! :)

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It was a warm night in the middle of summer as you and your boyfriend, Taehyung, pulled up in the parking lot of a venue you knew all too well. The two of you had been coming to this exact music festival for a few years now, and tonight was just the same as any other.

Or so you thought.

You cheered as one of your favorite bands entered the stage and took the crowd by storm, their fans immediately beginning to crowd the stage and the surrounding area.

Taehyung, on the other hand, wasn't even watching the band. He was busy watching you, your smile lighting up your entire face as you swayed your hips to the music and sang along to the lyrics. When you felt his eyes on you, you glanced over at him, smiling at him before you stepped closer and gave him a peck on the lips.

"Are you enjoying the show?" You asked him, giggling.

He shrugged. "I am now," he said, wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you against him.

You giggled at his words; not sure if it was because you were tipsy or because you were amused by his cheesiness, but nonetheless he made you giggle.

A tap on his shoulder caught him by surprise and he turned around in confusion before a grin made his way to his face.

“Hey!” Jimin greeted cheerfully, (he was Taehyung’s best friend), waving at the two of you.

“Hey! What are you doing here?” Taehyung asked, which earned a playful push from Jimin.

“Dude, the same as you two are doing here, obviously, except I don’t have a pretty girl on my arm.”

You smiled at his compliment and reached over to give him a hug, and he hugged you back.

Jimin tagged along with the three of you, and the band was still going strong and performing, so you all decided to continue partying together. The music was loud, the drinks were flowing, and you were definitely a bit more than tipsy at this point. Your head was spinning, your body felt light, and you couldn’t stop giggling as you leaned into Taehyung for support, who was also quite drunk.

The band played a song that was more on the slower side, so everyone was moving along to the music rather than jumping up and down like they had been earlier.

"Hey," Taehyung murmured in your ear, and you turned around to face him, "want to head back to the van and relax a bit?"

You nodded in response.

“Jimin? You coming with us or staying here?" You asked, turning to his best friend.

“Yeah, let’s go.”

And with that, the three of you walked out of the venue and to the parking lot, where you all stepped into the van; it was one of those fancy ones, the really big vans that had a bedroom, a bathroom, a kitchen— it was fucking expensive but Taehyung insisted that it would be cool for road trips and it definitely was.

You flopped down on the bed and closed your eyes, your head spinning, and a few seconds later you felt the bed sink a bit, and you opened your eyes to see that it was Jimin, and he was staring at you.

"Y/N, I have been curious for a while... can I ask you something?" He said, a mischievous grin on his face.

"Sure." You responded, curious as to what he wanted to know.

"Your boobs, they look really soft, can I touch them? I've always wanted to feel them."

You laughed, his bluntness amusing you. “Okay.”

He reached his hand forward, and you watched as he gently cupped your breasts through your bra. He squeezed them a few times, and then he looked up at you. "Can I touch you under your shirt?" Jimin asked, his eyes hopeful.

You were feeling bold (probably due to all the stuff you took), and also very turned on, so you nodded. "Go ahead."

With your permission, he pushed your shirt up and over your head, and you sat up and unhooked your bra, letting it fall off of your shoulders. And then before you knew it, you and Jimin were cuddled up, your back rested against the wall as he laid on top of you, sucking on your tits and groping your boobs.

You had one hand resting on his head and the other found it’s way between your legs, rubbing your pussy through your shorts, moaning at the sensation.

Before you knew it, Jimin’s cock was in his hands, and he was pushing your shorts to the side and grinding his erection against your clit before it slipped in and was sliding in and out of you.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, holding him close as he pounded into you, the two of you breathing heavily.

"Fuck, Y/N, you're so wet, baby," he moaned, thrusting his cock in and out of your pussy, his hips snapping against your ass, "so good, fuck."

You were panting, throwing your head back as his cock slammed into you, over and over.

The door then creaked open, and you looked over to see that it was your boyfriend, standing in the doorway. However, he didn’t seem fazed by the fact his girlfriend was getting fucked by his best friend. Instead, he stepped forward and crawled onto the bed, next to you. He grabbed hold of your face and kissed you, his tongue slipping past your lips, and you could taste the alcohol on his breath. His fingers trailed to your clit, rubbing it with his thumb as he continued to kiss you.

Taehyung pulled away, taking in the sight of his best friend’s cock drilling into you.

“Good pussy?” Taehyung asked with a chuckle.

"Very good pussy," Jimin replied, moaning as he thrusted his cock in and out of you, "gonna beat it up so good, gonna fuck it all up," he groaned, his hand reaching down to grab onto your tit.

“Mmhmm, I know how much she likes her pussy getting beat up. Do you like having your pussy beat up, baby?" Taehyung cooed.

You could only whimper, your mouth hanging open and your eyes squeezed shut.

“She loves it, dude, look at her," said Jimin, smirking.

Taehyung watched in awe as you rode his best friend's cock, your walls fluttering around his thick length. Taehyung could no longer ignore his hardening cock, so he reached down and unzipped his jeans, his erection springing free.

You felt him press his cock against your cheek, and you opened your eyes to see him holding his errection, the head rubbing against your cheek.

"You want it, baby?" He asked, and you nodded eagerly, opening your mouth. He guided his cock towards your mouth, and you opened it wider to take it, allowing him to slide it between your lips.

As you sucked on his cock, he ran his fingers over your arms before he held onto your hand and watched as you bobbed your head up and down, slurping and sucking on his shaft, your mouth full of his cock.

“Jimin…” You whined, spreading your legs as far as they could, allowing his cock to slam into you even deeper, and it was driving you crazy.

"What's wrong, miss Tae’s girlfriend? Can't take anymore?" He teased, grinning as he watched your face contort in pleasure, Taehyung’s cock slipping out of your mouth. Jimin grabbed you by the hips, holding you in place as he adjusted himself, fucking you from a deeper angle. Taehyung wrapped your fingers around his shaft, and you started to rub him off, watching as Jimin drilled into you.

"Such a pretty little slut, taking me and Tae's cock, I bet your pussy's just dying to get fucked, isn't it, slut?" Jimin asked with gritted teeth.

You cried out in response, your eyes rolling back in your head, and soon you were cumming, your pussy squeezing and contracting around his cock.

Taehyung stroked himself faster, watching as you came, and Jimin pulled out, wanting to feel your mouth around his cock, while Taehyung took his place, lifting you off the bed and putting you on his lap, facing him.

You sunk yourself onto his cock, wrapping your arms around his neck as you started to ride him, and he thrusted his hips upward, meeting yours.

“Yeah babe, ride my cock just like that, bounce on my dick," Taehyung encouraged, groaning as he watched you bounce up and down on his shaft, his hands resting on your hips.

Jimin stood next to the bed, jerking himself off as he watched you get fucked, and he stepped closer to you and held his cock out, and you immediately took him into your mouth, moaning as you moved your head back and forth, taking him all the way in.

“Love it?” Taehyung cooed, his hands moving to your ass and squeezing your cheeks.

“Love it so much," you managed to say, the two of them thrusting their cocks in and out of you.

"Love your holes filled with my cock and my best friend's, don't you, baby?" Taehyung whispered as he caressed your face.

"Yes, Tae, love it, love cocks so much, please," you begged, your voice a whimper.

"Gonna fuck you until you're sore and can't walk," he said, smirking as he slapped your ass, "want two cocks in your pussy? Think you can handle that?”

“She wants two cocks?” Jimin pulled his errection out of your mouth, stroking himself as he stared at your pussy.

Taehyung lifted you off his dick, turning you around, your back against his chest and his dick pressed against your ass.

"Jimin's cock is nice and big too, so I think it'll be a tight fit. Think you can handle that, babe?"

“Please, want them,” You giggled, rolling your hips impatiently, “put cock in me, I want it."

Taehyung grabbed hold of his cock and pushed the tip into you, and then slowly lowered you down onto him, letting out a hiss as your sweet pussy engulfed him.

You leaned back into his chest, and he wrapped his arms around your waist, his hands resting on your stomach. He began to pump his cock in and out of you, his eyes falling closed.

"Mmhmm," he hummed, "love your pussy, so good, babe."

"I love it too," said Jimin, climbing onto the bed, his cock brushing against your thigh, still rock hard. “Where do I put it in? Don’t see space, too tight."

You were about to open your mouth to tell him where to put it, but before you could, Taehyung spoke first.

"Just push it in on top of mine," Taehyung told him, "don't worry, she'll make space."

Jimin did what he was told, and you felt him start to push in, at which you winced and whimpered.

"Shhh, you'll be okay," cooed your boyfriend, his hand going to your clit and rubbing it gently, "just relax and let it happen, baby. Don't worry, we're not gonna hurt you, promise.” He whispered against your ear, before leaving a trail of kisses down your neck.

“Too tight, too full…” You whimpered, squirming in his arms, but he held you in place, his grip tightening around your waist.

"Baby, I can feel Jimin’s cock, it’s almost in all the way, you feel it too? He's rubbing his cock against mine," said your boyfriend, chuckling softly.

"Yeah, yeah," Jimin breathed, finally pushing his cock all the way in, letting out a deep groan, "fuck, so tight, fuck."

The two of them started to move, and the sensation of having both their cocks inside of you was almost too much to bear.

"Please, don't stop, don't stop," you chanted, tears streaming down your cheeks as they pumped their cocks in and out of you, stretching your pussy even further, filling you up so perfectly.

They both began to speed up, and the room was filled with the sounds of their grunts and moans, along with the sound of your pussy squelching as they fucked it.

"Shit, she's milking my cock," said Jimin, his hands grabbing onto your thighs, pushing your legs back as he drilled into you. Taehyung never lost his rhythm, pounding upwards with a steady pace, his cock hitting all the right places— while Jimin pushed in, Taehyung pulled out, when Taehyung took a break, Jimin didn’t stop, and occasionally you’d be double drilled when they’d both push their cocks in at the same time, the sensations overwhelming and mind numbing.

You cried out as your pussy began to spasm, and soon you were cumming again, the two of them fucking you through it, their dicks continuing to pound into your pussy, not slowing down for a second.

“Oh, oh!” Your eyes rolled back, mouth wide open and drool leaking from the corner of your mouth. You didn’t know how you were taking two cocks at the same time, but you were, and it felt amazing.

After the double penetrating, you ended up in the arms of your boyfriend who fucked you missionary style, the two of you making out while he thrusted into you, his tongue down your neck and his hands exploring your body, squeezing your breasts as he enjoyed your pussy. Then after, Jimin took over and fucked you doggystyle, your legs spread and back arched as his cock rammed into you from behind, your ass jiggling each time his hips met yours.

You didn’t know how long the three of you managed to keep it up, but you fell asleep somewhere between the sex, and when you woke up the sun was shining through the curtains and you were wrapped in a blanket.

Taehyung was heard in the kitchen, presumably making breakfast.. or lunch.

You sat up, wincing as your muscles ached and the events of last night replayed in your head.

That was just a fucked up wet dream, right?

Your boyfriend stepped into the room, holding a plate.

"Hey babe, here, I made you some breakfast, thought you needed it after last night."

[sunarryn]

DP X Marvel #20

Jazz Fenton was not supposed to become an urban legend, a media conspiracy theory, or a widely feared intern with multiple Tumblr fan accounts, but alas, here they were.

At 19 years old, Jasmine “Jazz” Fenton had moved to New York on a full scholarship to Columbia University, double majoring in psychology and business, with a minor in engineering just for fun. She wore blazers older than most Columbia freshmen, carried a briefcase instead of a backpack, and maintained a 4.0 GPA while ghost-proofing her dorm room using proprietary tech she’d built in high school. On the third day of orientation, she calmly tased a literal demon that crawled out of an upper-floor window of Butler Library and continued sipping her iced matcha like it was a Tuesday. Which, unfortunately, it was.

This act caught the attention of a lot of people, including—but not limited to—an NYPD exorcist division, a priest named Father Julio, two SHIELD interns on a coffee break, and Pepper Potts, who was in the city for a Stark Industries panel on sustainable weapons of mass deterrence.

“She tased a demon,” Pepper said slowly to her assistant.

“Yes, ma’am.”

“In broad daylight.”

“Correct.”

“And then she—what did she say again?”

The assistant glanced at their notes. “‘Don’t manifest on Ivy League property, it lowers our national rank.’”

Pepper stared into the distance. “Find her. And hire her.”

Within forty-eight hours, Jazz was sitting in a glass elevator ascending Stark Tower. She hadn’t applied for anything. She hadn’t submitted a résumé. But her phone pinged during a psych lecture with a Stark Industries-branded email that simply said, “Ms. Potts would like to speak to you,” followed by a GPS pin and a non-negotiable appointment time.

Tony, predictably, was not consulted.

“What do you MEAN she’s nineteen? What do you MEAN she’s your intern? Pepper, she built a plasma cannon in your office. In two hours. Using my old espresso machine.”

“It was broken,” Jazz added politely, scrolling through quantum schematics on her StarkPad. “And under OSHA, coffee-related injuries are still injuries. You’re welcome.”

Tony pointed a wrench at her like it was a gun. “You don’t scare me, you ginger menace.”

Jazz smiled faintly. “You should be scared. You tried to patent a neural override system with an open-ended quantum key. You’re lucky I fixed it before it broadcasted the location of every Stark tech asset on Earth.”

There was a pause.

Tony turned to Pepper. “She’s you. But worse. Why is she you but worse?”

“I don’t know,” Pepper murmured. “But I think I love her.”

The rumors started on week three.

At first, it was office gossip. Just little things. Intern was too tall. Too confident. Too quiet. You don’t trust the quiet ones. And then she reverse-engineered the Arc Reactor because she was bored on lunch break, and the quiet turned into fear.

“Is she—like—a clone or something?” asked one junior developer to another over ramen in the cafeteria.

“I heard she’s Tony’s secret daughter,” the other whispered. “Raised in a lab. Trained from birth. Like that kid in Kingsman but with algebra.”

One engineer swore they saw her casually deflect a pulse grenade using a file folder. Another caught her manually rebooting the Tower AI after it shorted out during a lightning storm—something that shouldn’t have been possible unless you had admin-level clearance, which Jazz absolutely did not have. In theory.

“Pepper,” Tony said slowly one morning, watching Jazz reprogram a malfunctioning security drone while also Skyping her Columbia psych professor, “do we have a bioengineered heir you forgot to tell me about?”

“No,” Pepper said, sipping coffee. “But if I die, she gets the company.”

Tony sputtered. “Excuse me?!”

Jazz didn’t look up. “I accept.”

The media got involved during Stark Industries’ spring gala.

Jazz, dressed in a midnight blue suit that cost more than her entire tuition, arrived at Pepper’s side like a storm. She was calm, composed, stunningly competent, and intercepted two would-be saboteurs in the first thirty minutes with nothing but a suspicious stare and a champagne flute.

“She’s Pepper’s daughter,” someone tweeted.

“She’s not old enough to be her daughter.”

“She’s her clone. Pepper 2.0. She even walks like her.”

“I would let her step on me.”

By the next morning, “#StarkHeir” was trending worldwide, and conspiracy theorists had posted side-by-side comparisons of Jazz and Pepper’s bone structures, speech patterns, and typing styles. Someone even made a Google doc of all their shared quirks. It had color-coded sections. There were charts.

Tony spent the entire week yelling.

“She’s NOT my kid! She’s not even related to Pepper!”

Pepper, annoyingly, did not help. “Technically, we don’t know she’s not.”

“Oh my god.”

Meanwhile, Jazz was unfazed.

“Should I post a clarification?” she asked.

“No,” said Pepper, texting casually. “Let them fear you.”

The Avengers had mixed feelings.

Steve was terrified of her. She reminded him too much of Natasha, if Natasha had spent her childhood in AP classes and the rest of her time inventing hover grenades. Sam and Rhodey liked her, mostly because she was polite and explained quantum mechanics in metaphors that involved pop tarts. Peter developed an immediate and debilitating crush, which she ignored with expert precision.

“Hi, Miss Fenton,” Peter said shyly one day, watching her reprogram a Stark drone mid-air while eating a bagel.

“Peter,” she said without looking up. “You have a calculus exam in twenty-two minutes and your spider-suit’s magnetic lock is uncalibrated.”

Peter turned pink. “Oh. Thanks. Wait—how did you—?”

She looked at him. “I am your god now.”

Peter nearly fainted.

Natasha liked her. Clint was afraid of her. Thor called her “Little Flame Witch” and offered to train her in Asgardian battle strategy, which she accepted, just to make Bruce nervous.

But it was Loki who said it first.

“She’s not of this world,” he muttered to Wanda during a conference meeting. “She carries too much silence for a mortal. Something follows her.”

He was right, of course.

Because sometimes, at night, the tower cameras would glitch. Alarms would blip off for three-point-two seconds. And if you reviewed the footage frame by frame, you’d catch a flicker of something—green light, spectral claws, shadows moving too fast.

Jazz never addressed it.

She just carried her ghost-hunting thermos in her tote bag and once drop-kicked a poltergeist out of the 35th floor without spilling her coffee. Pepper made her head of paranormal security the next day. Tony threw a chair.

“I HATE HER.”

“You’re jealous.”

“She made a hover-bomb out of printer ink and stale Red Vines. WHO DOES THAT.”

“She’s better than you, darling. Accept it.”

The Pentagon called.

Then SHIELD.

Then the President.

They all wanted meetings. Wanted the Stark Intern. Wanted the girl who built an anti-phasing grenade in her sleep and then used it to banish an interdimensional wraith that had haunted the UN for seventy years. She’d done it in kitten heels. While on speakerphone with Columbia discussing her thesis on behavioral disassociation and spectral trauma.

“Ms. Fenton,” said General Ross one day, sitting across from her in a secure Stark lab, “how old are you again?”

“Nineteen.”

He blinked. “And you… developed this ectoplasmic nullifier?”

“Yes.”

“From scratch?”

“I didn’t steal it, if that’s what you’re implying.”

Tony watched from the corner, snickering into a bag of popcorn.

“Careful, Ross,” he said. “She’s been known to vaporize military-grade egos.”

Jazz didn’t smile, but her eyes sparkled just a little.

The conspiracy peaked when a tabloid published an article titled “Pepper Potts’ Secret Daughter: Genius Intern or Bio-Engineered Successor?”

There were pie charts. Photos. A leaked voicemail from Tony yelling “SHE ISN’T MINE, YOU IMBECILES” that only made things worse.

One Tumblr post had over 800k notes and a list of reasons why Jazz was definitely a Potts-Stark hybrid, including, “built a laser harp,” “once told Elon Musk to ‘shut up before I make a better Tesla with a coffee maker and two forks,’” and “terrifying corporate aura.”

Jazz printed the post. Framed it. Hung it in her dorm.

Pepper just looked fond.

“I think you’ve officially surpassed me in public fear,” she said one afternoon as Jazz filed patents under twenty different shell companies.

Jazz shrugged. “You set the bar very high.”

“I’m proud of you.”

Tony sobbed in the background. “This is my nightmare.”

“Jazz,” said Pepper sweetly, “could you file a cease-and-desist against MIT for trying to recruit you illegally?”

“Already did. Also, I bought MIT using the company card.”

Tony screamed.

And through it all—ghost attacks, PR disasters, tech blackouts, alien entities, and one incident where Jazz weaponized her psych minor to dismantle a HYDRA agent’s entire worldview in a hallway—she remained completely, terrifyingly composed.

Because this was Jazz Fenton. The girl who survived Amity Park, ghost portals, mad science parents, and her half-dead little brother who punched death in the face on Tuesdays.

The Marvel universe had no idea what it had just unleashed.

But Pepper did.

She just smiled and handed Jazz her new badge: Chief Innovation Officer, Spectral Division.

“I think you’re ready for phase two.”

Jazz sipped her coffee. “Let’s haunt the world.”

[planetpiastri]

the logan smau was so cute, had me giggling and kicking my feet fr 😭 can i request something with oscar <3 i’m sure you’ve seen that video of him and lando were he was just looking @ lando like ♡_♡ maybe fem!driver reader and how he’s always doing the same to her and everybody always just loses it and lando teasing him (bc he so would) !! :p

pairing: oscar piastri x fem!reserve driver!reader [no faceclaim, reader is faceless] summary: oscar and the mclaren reserve driver are disgustingly in love, and lando is also there, suffering as usual. notes: aaah thank u for the love on the logan fic<33 this is such a cute idea, thanks for the request! enjoy<3

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oscarpiastri I'm just embracing it at this point

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[hatussy]

bleeding love | a.c

pairing: andrew “pope” cody x f!reader word count: 2047 warnings: smut, nsfw [18+ only], period sex, menstrual sex, reader has her period, vaginal fingering, p in v, fluff, they're a mess

summary: in which pope loves you every day of the month

author's note: repurposing some old fics so don't mind me

oneshot | masterlist

You held the heat pad to your stomach, lying down on the couch while you watched shitty movies and picked all the chocolate out of the pack of trail mix.

Andrew had been gone for a couple of days and was due back tomorrow, and of course your period had started two days ago. You’d had the usual cramping leading up to actually getting it, and then the cravings had hit you. So you’d stocked up on a few of your favourite treats, loaded up on painkillers, and toughed out the rest of the work week. 

Until the weekend came around and you could slob around the place without a care.

You’d cried yourself to sleep. The painkillers weren’t helping the cramps, and you missed your boyfriend. Your heart ached, the waterworks had started, and they didn’t stop until you were fast asleep. Wearing one of Andrew’s tees and hugging his pillow, trying to pretend it was him.

Waking on Sunday morning, your mood was slightly better. Mostly because you knew that Andrew would be home just after midday, which meant you could finally cuddle and kiss him instead of his pillow. 

The heat pad helped ease some of your discomfort, but not by much. The cramps were the worst part of getting your period, and you’d often be doubled over in the fetal position just for any kind of reprieve from the pain.

Today was one of those days. The painkillers were barely touching the sides, and it was too much admin to try and heat the pad again. So you were curled up in a ball on the couch, unable to even reach for the tv remote to change the channel. Tears burning your eyes and leaving a hot trail down your face. Nose stuffy from the hours spent crying.

You were in pain. You missed Andrew. You just wanted to be coddled through the pain. Hell, you wanted the pain to end.

He’d never seen you like this. Your relationship was new, less than three months. The first time you got your period with him, he’d run out to get you supplies. Pads, tampons, painkillers and whatever else he thought would help. He’d come back with two bags worth of goodies because he didn’t want you to be without anything, but also wanted to make sure you were okay.

You’d cried over his generosity, and he’d been a little freaked out by the reaction. Telling you he’d return everything, because apparently that’s what he took your tears to mean. 

You’d explained that it was so sweet he’d done all that for you, and that’s why you were crying. But he’d cocked his head and looked at you funny, proclaiming, “do guys not do that for their women when they’re menstruating?”

You’d had to explain that for a lot of men, the concept of a period freaked them the fuck out. Some of your ex boyfriends would avoid you for that entire week, since it meant you couldn’t have sex with them. 

To which he’d replied, “sure you can. It might get a little messy, but that’s half the fun. Lay a couple towels down and you’re good to go.”

His blasé reaction hadn’t shocked you, not really. But it had stirred a fire burning low in your stomach. Hidden by the painful cramps, but it was there. Lingering. Waiting for him to bring it up again, or even act on it.

God, you desperately wished he would act on it. 

You always felt ten times hornier on your period, or whenever you were ovulating. In the past, you’d take care of your needs yourself whenever you were bleeding, since your exes were lesser men and refused to even talk to you during that time. So hearing that your new boyfriend, the one you were falling madly in love with, wasn’t completely grossed out by you during that week every month, caused desire to flow through your body tenfold. The only thing that could satiate it was Andrew, and you had no idea how to ask him.

When he came home and found you curled up on the couch, barely able to move, he’d reheated your heating pad and handed you some more painkillers before taking a second to kiss you. Check in on you.

“How you holding up, bug?”

He’d pulled you into his lap and held you as you sobbed, softly rocking you back and forth while his hands rubbed your back or smoothed your hair. Pressing soft kisses to your forehead or readjusting your heat pad when it slipped.

“I missed you so much,” you choked out.

“I missed you too, bug,” he replied softly. “I’m sorry you’re in so much pain. I tried to get back a couple days ago but it just wasn’t in our favour.”

“You did?”

He hummed. “I know you can’t move sometimes when the pain is too much, so you fall behind on taking painkillers or fixing your heat pad. It was killing me knowing you’d probably be curled in a ball crying because it was too much.”

You sobbed harder. Held onto him a little tighter. He was so sweet, and you were so fucking in love with him.

“Hey, I’m here now. Hopefully those painkillers will kick in soon, hm? Then I can get a proper ‘welcome home.’”

“I feel so gross and unsexy right now,” you told him. 

“You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid my eyes on,” he confessed. “I want you all the goddamn time. I’ve told you that before. I want you, now. Like this.”

“I’m on my period, Andrew.”

“I don’t care. I take care of my woman, no matter what day of the month it is.”

His mouth was on yours. Hot and hard and dominating. An urgency to his actions. Like this conversation had turned him on. And when you turned to straddle his lap, you felt just how much he was turned on.

Moaning as you tugged his hair. Mouth tasting and sucking. Claiming. 

You were his, and he wasn’t going to let you forget it.

You moved to the bedroom to get a little more comfortable. He laid some towels down on the bed, and you slipped into the bathroom to remove your tampon. Arousal heavy in your stomach as your feet carried you back into the room.

He was quick to strip you naked and lay you down on the bed, mouth sucking and teeth nipping at your neck, collarbones, breasts and hips. 

His fingers teased your slick folds as his mouth wrapped around your breast. Your back arching as two fingers delved into your heat, thumb rolling over your swollen clit.

His fingers hooked and brushed over your g-spot, and then his mouth was claiming yours again. Fingers working you up until your orgasm crashed over you and he swallowed your moan. 

Your body alight with love and lust. Watching him with hooded eyes as he stripped and rolled a condom down his length. A proud look in his eye whenever he caught sight of you.

Spread out and leaking a mix of arousal and blood. 

“So fucking sexy,” he rasped out, groaning as he crawled onto the bed. Resting his weight on top of you, pressing kisses along your jaw. “I wish you could see yourself the way I see you.”

You gasped as you felt the tip of his cock nudge against your clit, his lips molded with yours as he gripped his cock and entered you. 

“Fuck, Andrew,” you moaned. 

He chuckled lowly as he lifted your legs and prompted you to wrap them around his waist.

He was in no rush, but your body felt alive. Moaning and gasping as he slowly rocked into you, hands buried in his hair while his forehead rested against yours. Lips barely touching, but when they did it was a short, sweet kiss. He wanted to look into your eyes and enjoy every second of this, because it would be a regular thing if you enjoyed it.

“You feel so fucking good, bug,” he whispered breathily, not wanting to speak any louder for fear it might disrupt the mood. The soft, peaceful love making that was happening that was driving you both fucking wild. “I missed you so much.”

“Missed you too, Andrew.”

He loved when you called him by his first name in bed. Especially when the sex was soft and unhurried. “Making love” in the traditional definition wasn’t something you two did often, not in the slow, feel-all-the-emotions sense of the term. No. Every time you had sex you considered it love making, but this was different. More intimate. 

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum, Andrew.”

“Cum on my cock, bug. Wanna feel your pussy squeezing my cock,” he goaded. He always knew the right things to say to get you there. 

“Harder, please. Fuck me harder,” you pleaded, hands sliding down his back and nails digging into his shoulders.

He rocked his hips a little harder. Thrusts feeling deeper. Your high building and building and building until it crashed down all over him. Heels dug into his ass as he continued to fuck you through your orgasm, kissing you hard. Biting your bottom lip. Sucking your tongue into his mouth. 

“Cum again for me, bug. I know you can. ‘m gonna cum,” he mumbled breathlessly.

You gasped as his thrusts grew a little more frantic. A little more desperate as he sought his own high. Grunting as he dropped his head into your neck. Your body tightened around him. Squeezing him. Your breathy moans hot against his ear. Nails digging into the flesh of his back, providing a little pain that you knew would get him there faster.

“AndrewAndrewAndrew.”

You chanted his name in time to his thrusts. And then you came undone, back arching and legs tightening around his waist. Squeezing him oh so deliciously until he pinned you beneath his weight and his cum spilled into the condom. 

“Oh fuck, fuck yes, fucking hell,” he said, barely able to articulate his thoughts.

“That wa–,”

“I’m in love with you,” he blurted out. “I’m so fucking in love with you.”

You held your breath for as long as you could, frantically blinking back tears. Trying to exhale, albeit shakily, and then he was looking at you and the first tear fell. 

“Shit, fuck, I’m sorry,” he apologised. “It’s too soon. Of course it’s too soon, I just…well, I am. And I couldn’t not tell you. Fuck, don’t cry, bug. I can take it back.”

You laughed through the tears and cupped his face. Legs still wrapped around his waist so he wasn’t going anywhere.

“Don’t take it back,” you begged softly. “I’m just so fucking emotional right now.”

“You’re not mad?”

“No, baby. Not at all. I’m in love with you too, Andrew.”

“Don’t fucking scare me like that,” he chastised. “I’m balls deep inside you professing my love for you and you start crying. What was I supposed to think?”

“Don’t yell at me.” You sobbed. 

“Hey, bug, I’m sorry,” he said softly. “Fuck, we’re a mess, aren’t we?”

“I told you I was on my period.”

“Fuck, I didn’t mean it like that,” he said. “I’m sorry, bug. I’m useless at this, okay? I just want to make you happy.”

“I am happy, that’s why I started crying,” you sniffled, wiping at your tears. “Can we just…go have a shower and build a fort to cuddle in and watch movies?”

He smiled softly at you and gave you a sweet kiss. “Of course we can, bug. Why don’t you get started without me and I’ll clean up here before I join you, hm? I’ll let you wash my hair.”

You beamed at him before kissing him again, tongue licking into his mouth. He kissed you back, enjoying the moment a little longer before you unwrapped your legs and let him slip out of you. He scooped you into his arms, making you laugh as he carried you to the bathroom and set you down in the shower.

“What was that for?”

“Because I love you,” he said simply. “Don’t cry, please don’t cry.” He cupped your face tenderly, thumb brushing against your cheek as you smiled at him.

[motorsportbarbie13]

What's A Soulmate? Part 4

In which you finally come back home.

Warnings: alcohol use. angst. Pairing: Lando Norris X SainzSister!Reader Word count: 1.9k plus social media posts

- What's A Soulmate? - Part 1 - What's A Soulmate? - Part 2 - What's A Soulmate? - Part 2.5 - What's a Soulmate - Part 3 - Master List

LittlestSainzSis honey, i'm home. user433 isn't it weird she's working for McLaren and not Ferrari??? >>>user3928 nope! hope this helps! user2918 press officer job right out of school? must be nice being a nepo baby >>>user328 she literally worked for Carlos and Lando for two years before going to uni at NYU??? And she has a double degree in PR and business??? >>>usesr322 just say you're jealous next time, it'll be quicker. McLaren So glad to have you back in the paddock!!

LittlestSainzSis fast cars go vroom OscarPiastri so you're who Zak was yelling at to get behind the barrier over the radio??? >>>LittlestSainzSis oops!

LittlestSainzSis that feeling when you wake up and realize it's race day!! user3928: face card never declines user298: blah blah, proper name, place name, back story stuff LandoNorris: don't let that cute face fool you, she was yelling at Oscar and I ten seconds after I took this. >>>LittlestSainzSis neither of you were listening!!! God, this is 2019 all over again, isn't it? >>>user992 ariana what are you doing hereeeeee??? >>>user9383 seriously the first time Lando's in the comments in literal years. tf??? >>>user938 so we're all just going to ignore him calling her cute??? okay???

LittlestSainzSis the boys are ready for race day!!! McLaren best press officer award goes to you bby! >>>user382 admin is unhinged today, I see user0392 i just love seeing Lando back on her feed. >>>user3938 seriously. i feel like mom and dad are back together again. >>>user3844 i'm so glad i don't have to be a child of divorce anymore.

LittlestSainzSis caught someone being a grumpy gills today during the presser. LandoNorris i was probably hungry >>>LittlestSainzSis i think oscar had just told you he was getting sushi with Lily tonight and you got all pouty >>>user948 not her selling out Lando in the comments user938 Chaos Gremlins back to terrorizing paddock! war is over!

Miami May 2024

“Fifteen times Lando Norris has stood on the podium, but never on the top step, until now! It’s a landmark day for Lando! Lando Norris wins for the first time in Formula One! It’s victory in Miami for Norris and McLaren! The British drivers dream is realized and at the 110th attempt, he’s done it! He’s won it! Look what it means to Zak Brown! At long last, Lando is your winner!” 

Tears stream down your face as you listen to Alex Jacques call the end of the race in your headphones, his voice filled with glee and excitement that matches the feeling in the McLaren garage. After yesterday’s DNF for Lando, it had been pretty doom and gloom on his side of the garage. 

Your heart had ached when you caught sight of him that afternoon, sitting in the glass enclosed conference room that the team used to go over race data. He had been all alone, spinning aimlessly in one of the chairs, face drawn and shuttered. You had wanted to go to him then but hadn’t worked up the courage. 

Things were still…delicate between the two of you. After that first night in Australia, Lando had kept his promise to win your friendship back. You more often than not found your morning coffee order sitting at your desk waiting for you during the week with a silly note written hastily on a posit in his chicken scratch writing that only you seemed to be able to decipher. 

A few treats and free coffee weren’t going to be enough to bring back that casual intimacy that you and Lando had though, you both knew that. The walls you had built up so high around your heart designed specifically for the British driver were still solidly in place and you refused to go running back into his arms so easily. 

And then, Miami happens.

The hot sticky humidity clings to your skin as you watch Lando climb out of the car behind the black and white number 1 sign, the first time he’s been able to park his Formula 1 car right in the middle of parc fermi. You’re not entirely sure where the humidity of Florida ends and the tears still falling from your eyes begins, you’re such a mess. 

If you were to think too hard about it, the fact that you were a complete puddle of jumbled up emotion would surely scare you a little. Those walls, they couldn’t be crumbling now, could they? They couldn’t be slowly tumbling down, allowing for the while possibility of allowing Lando back into your life like he had been before? 

You don’t have time to get too lost in those dangerous kinds of thoughts though because soon after he hops off the car, he’s running straight over to the garage crew and leaping into their waiting arms. He’s waited for so long for this, so many poor performances, so many mistakes and problems with the car had sent him spiraling for so many years. There had been too many nights you had spent with him when he was barely more than a teenager, sat on the floor lamenting about how shit his car was, how shit his driving was, and if he was destined to be one of those midfield drivers that never won anything in their career. 

All of those doubts are erased now and your tears are falling again as the weight of what he’s done settles over the paddock. His engineers and mechanics eventually place him back down on the ground and he’s hugging Zak next, the CEO of McLaren more of a father figure to him by now. Will gets a hug too, his engineer since he joined the team five years ago. 

And then, icy blue green eyes snag yours and everything else falls away in a muted hush. He’s smiling at you, that megawatt grin making his eyes crinkle up at the corners. It’s one of those genuine Lando smiles that you haven’t been on the receiving end of for far too long. Your heart stutters to a stop when you realize you’re his next target. What is he doing? You think frantically, mortified that you’re about to be the center of attention if he does what you think he’s going to do. 

And he does. He throws his arms around your shoulders and buries his head deep into the crook of your neck, a move that has camera shutters clicking furiously all around you. You, of course, instantly find your arms wrapped around his shoulders, squeezing him to you despite the metal barrier between you. 

“You’re here.” He sounds surprised that you’d miss this moment. 

“Of course I am. My best friend just won his first Grand Prix.” You whisper into his ear as the crowd continues to grow louder. 

Lando pulls back then, tears shining in his eyes. The weight of your words settle on his shoulders and you don’t think you’ve ever seen him look at you the way he is now. He tucks a strand of hair that’s fallen out of your pony tail behind your ear, looking at you like you’ve hung both the moon and the stars in the sky just for him. “I’m so glad you got to be here for this, pretty girl.” 

God, that nickname. It’s the first time you’ve heard it in years and it does significant damage to those carefully constructed walls. 

You smile up at Lando, a little bashful that everyone is watching you two talk so closely together. He returns the smile before turning around to answer a question from one of the officials. He needs to take care of post race inspections, which he does but not before turning back and tossing a wink at you over his shoulder. 

LittleSainzSis It has been a pleasure and privlidge watching you grow over all these years. Life may have taken us in different directions over the last few years but when I say there is no place I would have rather been this afternoon, I mean it from the bottom of my heart. Your friendship means the entire world to me, Mr. Norris. I'm so proud of you. One win down, so many more to go. LandoNorris so glad you got to be there today, pretty girl xo >>>user948 WE GOT A PRETTY GIRL COMMENT. >>>user0383 i can die happy now user0832 i'm sorry but guys, she literally just friendzoned him so hard in that caption. >>>user9383 yeah, poor lando

LittlestSainzSis You're going to smell like champagne for weeks LandoNorris worth it user948 EXCUSE ME WHAT IS THAT FACE. explain yourself lando norris. user928 did we mean to post this on main ma'am??? user9482 @/littlestsainzsis giving us what we all crave: lando thirst traps. >>>littlestsainzsis don't say i never give you guys anything ever again ;) >>>user9482 omg hi queen

LittlestSainzSis find yourself a man that looks at you like Lan looks at that trophy user0382 LANNNN??? >>>user9484 I am unwell CarlosSainz He's sleeping with it tonight, isn't he? >>>LandoNorris who told you that??? user9383 i feel like i'm interrupting something here... user0309 this picture is...a choice...

The music of the Miami night club pulses through your body as you sink deeper and deeper into the VIP booth later that night. Lando hadn’t given you any room for arguments after all the media duties were done. You were coming out with him and the rest of the team to celebrate. You had barely tried to refuse, not giving him much of a fight because you secretly wanted nothing more. 

Now you sat in the leather booth situated high up in the dark Miami Beach night club that had invited Lando out the moment he had crossed the finish line earlier in the day. There were what felt like thousands of people, most of them were there to celebrate with Lando, hoping to get a glimpse of the driver. 

Alcohol burns at the back of your throat, blurring your vision nicely as you wait for Lando to return from the bar. You had insisted that he wasn’t the one who should be making drink runs tonight but he had insisted on getting you another one and hadn’t taken no for an answer. Carlos is sat next to you, nursing a drink while talking to Charles on his other side.

A small glass is set down in front of you, drawing your attention away from the DJ booth, where you had been starting. 

“Vodka sprite for my pretty girl.” Lando murmurs in your ear, the words sending a cool shiver up your spine.  

You desperately tamp down the way that being called his makes you feel. You cannot be going down that road. Not now when the friendship between the two of you is so fragile. You knew what it was like to lose him in your life and you weren’t sure if you were willing to risk losing him again. 

The same worries you had back before it all went sideways worm their way back into your consciousness. He was too important to you, too integrated into your soul that when he disappeared, it left you broken in a million pieces. You couldn’t risk that again. This had to be strictly platonic between you if it was going to work. You couldn’t afford to lose your best friend again. Those walls around your heart needed to be reinforced and brought back into working order because there was no way you could let this happen. 

“Dance with me?” The question is a husky one, whispered in your ear so no one else is privy to it. 

You know it’s dangerous. You should say no. But the vodka already in your system convinces you that it’s fine. It’s just Lando. So against your what your sober self would consider the best judgement, you feel yourself nodding, allowing Lando to tangle his fingers with yours and pull you out onto the dance floor. 

If you had been paying better attention, you would have seen the looks Carlos and Charles exchanged behind your back. They were well aware of the frosty relationship that Lando and you had over the last few years and this was a development no one had seen coming but everyone had been hoping for all the same. 

The EDM beats are strong and sensual as Lando leads you out onto the floor, hand firmly gripping yours. He finds an open spot and pulls you towards him, the heat of his body radiating off of him in waves. His hands land on your hips, fingertips gripping at your skirt a little harder than really necessary. You shouldn’t want this. Shouldn’t want his hands on your hips, his breath mingling with yours, his curls so dangerously close that you could easily rake your fingers through them. You shouldn’t and you can’t because he’s left you before and he could do it all over again. He’s abandoned you and didn’t come back and every sane thought in your body is screaming at you that this man is dangerous. He is dangerous to your heart and your head is thrashing around so loudly but it’s drowned out by the music. 

You simply can’t fight it when he pulls you impossibly closer, hands sliding from your hips lower, lower, lower until it’s almost indecent. The alcohol blurs the edges of your usually sharp judgement and it’s not helped by the fact that this man seems to have cast a spell over you. You can’t want this. Can’t love how the weight of his hands feel on your skin. Can’t adore how his lips tick up at the edges when he sees you walk into the garage during a race weekend. 

This is Lando after all. Your best friend. Your best friend who abandoned you once and had only barely just come back begging for forgiveness. You can’t allow him to knock down those walls so quickly, can you? 

His lips flutter over the damp skin at your temple, dusting the slightest kiss there, almost as if it’s a test. A test to see if you push him away or allow him in. 

A test that you fail. 

Because the moment his lips touch your skin, it feels like a bucked of ice water has been splashed over your head and you realize what the fuck you’re doing. Its too hot. Too close. Too much and you simply can’t have him touching you anymore. No, this isn’t how it’s supposed to happen. Panic races through you as you stumble back out of his arms, logic finally winning out over your own heart’s stupidity. 

The delicate balance you had struck with him shatters in an instant because you both knew there was supposed to be more between you but you’re desperately scared and Lando is so wretchedly full of regret he can’t stand it. 

“I’m sorry.” Is all you manage to choke out before fleeing. 

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[c0wb0ylikem3]

Our Song

•summary: in which mercedes drivers y/n l/n and lewis hamilton are to compete in another youtube challenge

•authors note: this is an old draft!! Not proofread 😭

•pairings: (y/n x lewis hamilton!platonic)

Compared to other Formula One teams Mercedes were not know for there social media presence, unlike other teams such as Ferrari with their infamous C2 videos and McLaren with there two drivers constantly uploading a new video every week. However when Y/n L/n replaced Valteri Bottas seat in the latest season the fans demanded more content with the girl and her teammate, Lewis Hamilton.

The rain fell as Y/n made her way to the Mercedes media building. She was told to be there fifteen minutes ago however she got caught up by fans who seem to find her anywhere. Entering the building she quickly said hello to the front desk as she dashed to the room she was needed in.

“Glad you could join us L/n” Lewis spoke and she sent a glare towards the seven time world champion. She was drenched, had no time to stop for her daily coffee and now she was supposed to film a video. “It’s not my fault I actually care for my fans”

He gave a look of shock and rolled his eyes at the girls attitude which currently was resembling one of a teenage girl. “Clearly someone didn’t drink there coffee this morning” she sighed taking off her jacket so it could dry off.

“Okay I’m going to explain what we are doing today, as you know during the beginning of the year we asked you two to create a shared playlist for Race Weekends. We are going to be testing you both seeing who put what song in the playlist” The media director explained pointing to the white desk with two buzzers.

Y/n and Lewis took a seat on opposite sides settling in as they set up to record. “Recording in 3…2…1” the director gave a thumbs up signaling Lewis to start the intro.

“Hello and welcome back to another Mercedes showdown off the track” Lewis spoke looking towards you “Currently I’m in the lead because I won the last two challenges while Y/n has only won once” Y/n playfully rolled her eyes “that’s because you cheated at just dance!”

Lewis retaliated “ How does someone cheat in just dance?! We are not getting into this again.” Y/n laughed continuing the bit “So today we are trying to guess who put what song in our 2023 playlist our lovely Mercedes admin will shuffle the playlist and we will have to hit the buzzer and say who put the song in the playlist”

Round 1

The Mercedes admin grabbed her phone and shuffled the playlist the first song began to play, Y/n heard the first few notes the song seemed familiar but she wasn’t sure. Lewis on the other hand knew what song it was “Too Comfortable Future? It has to be one of my songs look her face”

Y/n hung her head low already off to a bad start, although this isn’t a race she can’t help but be competitive towards any competition. “I don’t listen to future like that” Y/n commented before moving onto the next round

Round 2

The next song began to play and she knew it in a heartbeat. Hitting the buzzer Y/n beat Lewis by milliseconds.

“You know a lot of girls be Thinking my songs are about them but, This is not to get confused This one is for you” she sang along to the popular song

Lewis laughed at the girls actions “Best I Ever Had by Drake” Y/n said as she finished her solo “Obviously I love this song but Lewis put this one on the playlist”

The admin double checked before rewarding Y/n the points and she cheered. “Now we are even Hamilton”

He rolled his eyes “For now”

Round 3

Another familiar song began to play, this was definitely one you put in the playlist. Unfortunately Lewis beat you to it like you had in the previous round.

“It’s a Bad Bunny Song i just don’t know what song” he explained covering is face in frustration trying to think of the song’s name “Is it Tití Me Preguntó?”

Luck was now on the girls side as she laughed “Can I answer!” Y/n asked enthusiastically as the Admin nodded ‘yes’

“Me Porto Bonito and it was one of my songs” She smiled victoriously gaining another point.

Lewis sighed shaking his head “That was my other answer I should’ve went with my gut”

Y/n held Lewis’ hand sympathetically “it’s okay not everyone can be good as me” He pushed her hands back returning his attention the admin to begin the next round.

Round 4

The girl was completely lost when she heard the song play . She was not really into EDM music and that was her first thought when she heard this song it had to be Lewis’ song.

Lewis however looked just as lost until it hit him.

Y/n saw his eyes light up as he hit the buzzer “this is one of my songs right? ‘On My Knees’ I forgot who sings it”

“He shouldn’t get the point then!” Y/n exclaimed but she lost the fight nonetheless

Lewis smirked “we are even now!”

Round 5

“YOU BELONG WITH ME” Y/n screamed the song wasn’t even five seconds in as she hit the buzzer causing her teammate to jump in fear at the girls actions

Lewis looked at her in shock and disbelief, he knew she was a fan of the famous singer but not to that extent.

“I think she really likes that song” the admin laughed

Her teammate continued to laugh at the girls actions as she sung along to the song “remind me never to play Taylor Swift around you”

Round 6

“Right now we have the very enthusiastic Y/n in the lead, However this last round is winner takes it all” the admin explained

Both Mercedes drivers had there hands on the buzzer ready to answer

The introduction of the song already gave it away but the two drivers answered at the same time

“DNA Kendrick Lamar” they shouted

Not knowing who should get the chance to answer which driver put the song in the playlist so they could secure ten points the admin told them to play a game of rock, paper , scissors.

“Rock, Paper, Scissors shoot”

Lewis put our Scissors while Y/n put out Paper.

The girl let out a cry as Lewis answered “It was me right?” He smiled ready to win the game

“Unfortunately you’re wrong with means Y/n won the challenge!”

The girl who was once sitting in sadness stood up in cheers “FINALLY!” She cheered as Lewis was left in disbelief

“That was rigged” Lewis said

“Oh now it’s rigged just take the L” Y/n shot back

The drivers had calmed down before filming the outro “If you enjoyed this video leave and like and comment and make sure you follow so you can check out other videos of me destroying Lewis Hamilton” waving goodbye in waves of laughter the so called “short video” took atleast two hours.

Grabbing her phone Y/n looked up at Lewis as he was met with an equally frightened face, “Did you get a call from Toto too” Lewis asked

Y/n nodded “He’s gonna kill us”

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

The Assignment 1

Warnings: this fic will include elements, some dark, such noncon/dubcon, and other untagged triggers. Please take this into account before proceeding. It is up to curate your online consumption safely.

Summary: your agree to cover an empty internship but the role isn't as easy as you expect. (older!reader)

Characters: boss!Lee Bodecker, glimpse of Andy Barber.

Author’s Note: Please feel free to leave some feedback, reblog, and jump into my asks. I’m always happy to discuss with you and riff on idea. As always, you are cherished and adored! Stay safe, be kind, and treat yourself💜

“I’ve already asked Anna. She has so much going on already with her daughter and you know I would if Stan wasn’t away on a work trip. Poor Melissa is just too new for a coverage position,” Nicole explains.

“Got it,” you say as you pack up the contents of your desk drawer. “I already said yes.” 

“I know, but I also know it’s a real pain. It’s just that there’s nowhere else that can spare the body and Mr. Barber owes Mr. Bodecker so--” 

“Yep, sacrificial lamb,” you utter dryly as you slide the drawer shut. “Really, Nicole, I get it. You don’t need to go on. We all know how this works. We go where they tell us too.” 

“Yeah, it’s just... he’s chased off three in the last two months. That kind of turnover...” she looks around. “They need someone mature. Who can handle the workload.” 

“Right,” you stand and pick up your box of things. “I won’t be that far away, no big deal.” 

She gives a tense smile and you turn away. You march out of your shared space and down the hall. You understand what she means by ‘workload’. Mr. Bodecker might be a hard ass for all you know but what everyone knows for sure is that he is a menace. There’s a reason those interns left almost soon as they got through the door. 

You claim the empty desk waiting for you and drop the box on it. You roll the chair out and sit. You should’ve wheeled yours over. You adjust the height and wiggle around. Hm, it’ll do. Work is work, no matter how comfortable you are. 

You stand again and take out your laptop and plug it in. Then you unpack your wireless mouse and keyboard and your pad with the wrist rest. You stretch your fingers above the tight brace and sigh. You can use all the ergonomic tools and aids but it’s not getting any better. 

No use putting it off any longer. He probably already knows. You go around the desk and knock on the closed door. 

“Come on in,” Mr. Bodecker drawls from the other side. 

You open the door and step into the doorway, “hello, Mr. Bodecker. Just letting you know I’ve got my stuff moved and I’ll be taking over for the time being, as requested by Mr. Barber.” 

“Barber? Old pal,” he says. “He sent you?” 

You hear it all in his tone. He sent you? I asked for a replacement, not an old lady. You don’t let it bother you. You’re not there for his pleasure. 

“Yes, me,” you confirm. “Is there anything I can do?” 

“Coffee, darlin’,” he winks. 

“Coffee?” 

“Double sugar, no cream.” 

“Sir, I’m an admin assistant, not an intern. I was referring more to your calendar or some tasks--” 

“I asked for the position to be filled. That means getting my coffee, sweetheart.” 

“Mm, sir,” you enunciate the last word sternly. “Again, I’m a professional. I don’t get anyone’s coffee but my own. Would you like me to review your meetings? Should I set aside some time to keep minutes for anything?” 

He huffs and sits back, his face wrinkling in consternation, “you can get outta my office.” 

“Yes, sir.” 

You close the door gently and return to the desk. You sit and tuck away your things in the single drawer. When you finally get sorted, you boot up your computer. Almost at once, a notification pops up. You click on it and a conversation expands across the screen. 

‘Thanks again for taking on the extra work. Please do your best to keep Mr. Bodecker happy. He’s working on a very important project.’ 

You review Mr. Barber’s message. The timing is peculiar. 

‘Yes, sir. I’ve checked in and offered to help arrange his schedule and tasks. I am awaiting further directive but will do my best to support.’ 

Three dots, then none, then three again. The next message pops up. 

‘Get him his coffee.’ 

Really? What is he, a child? Tattling on you? Over a cup of coffee. 

‘Sir, I understood I would perform admin work.’ 

The little eye blips down to show that your message is seen but no message comes. You shake your head and open your inbox. If the success of your work hinges on coffee, then you’re just as good going back with the others. 

You recognise Mr. Barber’s gait. You look up as he appears from around the corner. You sit up and greet him. His hands are in his pocket, his jacket pushed back, his neck and jaw tight. 

“I understand that you don’t think it’s part of your role but for now, it is. You will get Bodecker his coffee and anything else he asks for,” he says without courtesy. 

You try not to show your irritation. It isn’t just the task. You’re not some housewife or barista. On top of that, these men don’t talk to the young ones like this. Or the moms. Nicole and Anna can just mention daycare of soccer and they can get leeway and Melissa, so nice but young, she just needs to smile. That stopped working for you a long time ago. 

“Coffee,” you type as you speak, “I will add it to my roster, sir. I understand. Very important work.” 

“Come on,” he steps closer, looking down at you, “don't be like this. You’re a good worker. You know I respect you and appreciate everything you’ve done. It’s just coffee.” 

“Oh yes, just coffee,” you agree and stand up. “I better go put the pot on. Would you like a cup too, Mr. Barber?” 

He gives a slow blink and pushes his tongue into his cheek, “no, thank you.” 

His own agitation leaks through. He got what he wanted but you didn’t give him the deference he expected. You didn’t apologise for it. You just accepted it. You’ll do it, but you won’t be happy about it. 

“Try a smile,” Barber slips his hand from his pocket and taps the corner of the desk, “it might make things a little easier.” 

You stare at him. He lingers and when you don’t change your expression, he sighs and strides off. How many times had a man told you to smile? Why should you? For them? That’s why you don’t want to get the coffee; you give a little, they’ll take it all. 

[agendabymooner]

she's everything... and he's just mick ! mick s. x ofc (filipino!nanny!ofc)

summary: in the first race of the season, the vettels made their appearance as a family of three (or four) as kimi vettel debuts as the newest vettel of the grid and a mick schumacher fan. OR let me introduce barbara elisandra 'barbie' blanco - the woman that the vettel couple fostered for years who now takes care of the two year old boy alongside kimi's uncle mick.

content warning: smau + article. quality kimi vettel (oc) content, some hater getting ratio'd, lewis is a retired king (yes king get that rest), everyone loving kimi, barbie and mick = barbie and ken, three racing team admins fighting on the comment section, drivers also fighting in the comment section (ate = term of endearment)

note: i told y'all i'm gonna continue on with the kimi vettel/crazy rich wife saga 😭 and to all of the users who made my favourite f1 fics— i see you 👀 i’m here and i’m lurking and i’m enjoying

masterlist

barblanco posted a story !!!

tagged mickschumacher, belongvettel

liked by barblanco, georgerussell63, lewishamilton

mercedesamgf1 to answer your question: YES, we got our new mercedes ambassador not one- but TWO mercedes cars. uncle mackie said to get him one, but uncle toto said make it double✌️

lewishamilton those are some nice whip, kimi! you don't mind if you take them for a spin with roscoe, do you? 🐶🥶 liked by mercedesamgf1

mercedesamgf1 kimi has a lot of furry friends, but the vettels said there's always room for one more!

user1 as we said: BEST VETTEL IN THE GRID

user2 mickschumacher is slowly transforming kimi vettel into a mini mick schumacher and i am here to sit and admire 🥰

mercedesamgf1 like father, like son 🤗

georgerussell63 still upset he wouldn't let go of mick 🙂 liked by mercedesamgf1

mercedesamgf1 there's always a next time george!

mickschumacher look at my boy!!! ❤️🤍 liked by mercedesamgf1

belongvettel we started seeing double when he wore that race suit 😅 thank you so much for your warm welcome! kimi definitely loved being around you all and we're looking forward to attend a couple more rounds! 😍 liked by mercedesamgf1

mercedesamgf1 anything for our newest favourite vettel!!!

tagged belongvettel, scuderiaferrari, mercedesamgf1

liked by barblanco, mickschumacher, landonorris

user1 how many outfit changes did he have to go through this week what 😭😭

user2 i think some photos were taken in different days 🤔

user3 bel's nightmare is seeing him in a race suit and a powered car 😂 makes me wonder how it went for the first few days

user4 i'm looking forward to seeing the vettels' gridwalk interview!!

f1 us too! 🥰

scuderiaferrari his name is KIMI and VETTEL for a reason f1

redbullracing ur so silly 🤪

mercedesamgf1 no you two are 🤣 scuderiaferrari redbullracing

user5 why are these teams fighting in the comment section?

landonorris he'd look nice on a papaya suit tbh

mickschumacher nah uh

georgerussell63 absolutely not.

maxverstappen1 look at him! can't wait to have a rbr sebastian 2.0 in the grid

mickschumacher ❌ wrong try again ❌

carlossainzjr false news max ❌

landonorris you couldn't be any more wrong lad ❌

charles_leclerc i disagree verstappen ❌

alex_albon belongvettel which team do you think kimi would compete for?

belongvettel none of them because seb won't take him racing on such dangerous places 🙂

mickschumacher boooooo that's not mercedes 👎

tagged belongvettel, barblanco, ginaschumacher

liked by landonorris, georgerussell63, estebanocon

ginaschumacher i actually came to see barbie and kimi but maybe mom went to see you? 😺

mickschumacher 😑

estebanocon its getting so obvious mick 😭

user1 what is getting obvious??? estie???

landonorris s-tier simping tbh 🙃

user2 y'all telling me mick is simping for kimi's nanny? 😏

user3 seb's about to act up frfr 😉

belongvettel my two boys!!! liked by mickschumacher

user4 HER TWO BOYS??? MICK REALLY IS A VETTEL 😍

barblanco you did sooooo good getting those points, mick! (i'm only learning about f1 please don't be mad) ❤️👏 liked by mickschumacher

mickschumacher thank you, liebe! i'm sure seb and i will be able to teach you more about it!

user5 no because it really is obvious 😺

user6 reading the fast lane daily article, i agree that she lives up to her name barbie bc she really can do anything 😻 i dont blame u for liking her liked by mickschumacher

user7 "liked by mickschumacher" LMAO OBVIOUS MUCH?! this man is giving "wahpsssshhh" energy fr

[tubborucho]

sunny talking about phil's tone was so important. i know that sign was about their conversation today, but i'm petty sure it applies to her reaction to phil in general. i really hope tubbo or phil start to realize but i'm very happy the admin decided to play it like this. a lot of times it feels like everyone just expects parents and eggs to get along unless something bad happens but this is a very realistic way for kids to react to new adults.

if you just look at words fit has said similar things around her but his tone makes it very clear (imo) that it's just a bit and he usually follows up with compliments as well. phil's tone is harder to decipher (again, imo) and sometimes he doubles down with a more serious note. the first day they met, for example, he made a lot of jokes about the train tubbo built for her and then after he got an explanation for why it was done that way he followed up with a more serious comment about how tubbo still needed to build something better.

obvioulsy we know tubbo was fine with all of it, but i think him playing into the bit made it sound even worse from sunny's perspective. they don't know phil or his mannerisms yet. all they know is he's someone their pa respects but who doesn't seem to respect much other than his skill with create. and phil doesn't realize the effect he's having because he's not trying to be mean or scary, he's just acting as he normally would.

I don’t have much to add here, because I do think it’s pretty on point.

Sunny’s admin does a wonderful job of creating an interesting dynamic with the whole Death family. It’s somehow so different from any other on the server. All the layers of this: Phil being a respectable adult and yet seeming judgmental (like she said); Tallulah being the sweetest person in the words of others, and yet being so cold at the start; Chayanne, who is kind and warm and seems to care, but you know that it’s only by extent of caring for dad. Sunny is in a situation, where she wants to fit in, wants to love and be loved, but at the same time nothing is ever quite right.

This is a great storytelling. I am sure there will be a happy ending for the Death Family+ (lmao), but right now there’s a lot to polish.

[have-you-been-here]

Svalbard, Norway

[badbtssmut]

Every week your boyfriend’s friends come over for a game of poker and a round of fucking.

Admin note: originally a stepincest fic but rewritten to a Namjoon and best friends smut, some parts changed or rewritten

Contains: free use, passed around, riding, rug burns, double penetration vaginal, anal, words like slut and whore, blowjobs and handjobs, missionary, doggy

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Admitting to your boyfriend that the idea of his friends’ cocks inside of you, was terrifying to say the least. You were so convinced that he’d snap, get upset or would look at you with disgust but to your surprise, you got none of that. Instead, you were met with a gentle smile and a warm embrace.

“I want to see their cocks in that sweet pussy too.”

Your boyfriend was amazing in bed, Namjoon’s cock made you see stars and you could never get enough of bouncing on his cock, but his friends’ cocks made you feel pleasure in more ways than one.

Tonight, it was the usual night; poker night. Or rather, something was different. Instead of four of his friends, two more tagged along, which you didn’t mind one bit.

The men were seated around the table, a few bottles of beer scattered around the surface along with their cards and chips. Namjoon was at the head of the table, his chair slightly pulled back from the edge to make room for you as you straddled him.

“Who is winning?” You asked, leaning your head back to rest on his shoulder as you ground your hips against his, his hardening length straining against his jeans.

He smirked, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you flush against him.

You felt the material of the leather jacket press against your back, and you knew what you were wearing was driving him wild. It was a simple, white button down, but you had taken your bra off before you went downstairs and the thin material was see-through and did nothing to hide your hard nipples.

You wore a skirt as well, short and black and a bit frilly around the edges, something Namjoon had bought for you the week before, and a pair of white thigh highs.

"You are." Namjoon whispered in your ear, his fingers trailing under your skirt and teasing your soaked cunt. “Please, go get us some snacks?” He requested, pushing you off his lap and patting your ass, and so you went to the kitchen.

You popped open two bags of chips and crackers and placed them on a big plate, pausing as you first unbuttoned your shirt and let it slip off your body, leaving you in nothing but the skirt and socks.

After you added the drinks and a bowl of candy, you brought the tray out, the men looking at you with lust in their eyes, some looking at you and back to Namjoon in surprise, as you walked out, your breasts jiggling with every step.

“See? Didn’t I tell you she has nice tits? They’re as soft as they look let me tell you that.” Yoongi whispered to the man sitting next to him, Jungkook.

“Damn.” The new friend, Jungkook, muttered, unable to keep his eyes off them.

You sat the platter on the coffee table and went to sit on Namjoon’s lap again. He leaned in to kiss you and his hand trailed to your back, unzipping your skirt before pulling it off you and dropping it to the floor.

The game continued, and you saw the men all take out their cocks one by one and start stroking, clearly turned on by your presence.

“Go on, go give our guests a ride.” Namjoon whispered in your ear as he pushed you off his lap once more. And you were barely standing on your own for a second until someone yanked you closer and you fell on Hoseok’s lap, his cock pressing against your soaked folds.

Hoseok wasted no time in lining his length up with your pussy and thrusting into you, and you moaned as you sank down, his girth stretching you deliciously.

“Always so soaking wet, do you wait on us all day, angel? Can’t wait till we fill you up? Is that it?” Hoseok ran his tongue over your neck, causing you to shiver.

“Yes, get so wet thinking about your cocks.” You admitted, causing Yoongi to stroke harder out of anticipation as he was next.

“What a good girl.” Jimin cooed, leaning over the table and pressing a kiss against your lips. You moaned against his mouth as Hoseok trusted into you. He pulled away and you let out a small breath.

You rested your arms on the table, the wood cold under your palms as you began bouncing on Hoseok’s length, moaning every time his cock hit the sweet spot deep inside you. The poker game continued, along with some casual chatting, all men glancing your way here and there as they eagerly awaited their turns.

When you were done with Hoseok, a hand shot to your arm and pulled you off him, pushing you towards another lap.

Yoongi held you in place with one hand as the other guided his cock into you, and the angle was deeper than with Hoseok, his cock hitting places you didn’t know were there.

“Y/N, shit, you can take cock so well, must’ve practiced a lot, didn’t you?” Yoongi’s hand traveled to your tits, groping on the left boob.

And just like that, you rode all of the men until they all had their turns with you, but it didn’t end there.

It was only the start.

The poker table was left abandoned as you and the men moved to the livingroom, some sitting on the couches, others leaning on the wall or standing.

In front of them was you on the living room carpet, Jungkook pounding into you, his hand on your throat as he choked you and fucked you. You were on your back, hands clawing at the soft rug and mouth hanging open, whorish moans and cries leaving your lips. Seokjin tapped his cock against your mouth, making you look at him, and you took his cock between your lips, sucking him eagerly as Jungkook pounded you. The man could no longer hold back as he became overwhelmed by the hornyness he felt as he watched how you were passed around.

“Told you so.” Taehyung chuckled. “She loves cock so much, she can keep on going forever if we’d let her.” He crossed his arms as he watched the younger grip onto you tighter, sweat rolling down his face as he couldn’t get enough.

It was pure bliss, being stuffed at both ends, and soon enough Jungkook and Seokjin had switched places, Jungkook fucking your throat now as he tugged on your hair, making you look at the others who were jerking off, watching the show. Yoongi joined your side and wrapped your fingers around his cock, guiding them up and down his length, and your other free hand was wrapped around Taehyung’s cock.

It was chaotic, the men went crazy for you. Everytime there was an empty spot, they’d rush in to take it, and they nearly fought over who got to pound into that sweet pussy this time. One moment you were riding Taehyung, and the next you were giving Namjoon a blowjob. It was overwhelming but so fucking hot how they went crazy for you.

“Fuck, if you think her pussy is tight, you need to try that ass, holy shit it's heaven." Jimin moaned, his eyes squeezed shut as he thrust into you, hands holding your legs wide apart, spreading you open for him.

The men didn’t needed to be told that again, all impatiently waiting for their turn. They couldn't wait to have your ass, the mere thought of having their cocks in your ass making their cocks throb.

You were on all fours, ass raised up in the air, face pressed into the carpet as the guys fucked you from behind one by one. They were rough, and the carpet burned your skin, but you didn’t care. Your body was sore and sensitive from the hours of constant fucking, your holes used and abused, but you wanted more.

They were like animals in heat, and you were their only outlet.

You had a break for a few minutes, and so did the guys, before Namjoon pulled you onto the couch, onto his lap.

“I don’t know how the fuck you do this, you can never have enough, huh? Always wanting more?” Namjoon spoke as he kissed you.

"Can't help it, love the way you all fuck me, I want more, always more." You admitted, your words breathy and weak.

You heard the men murmur something amongst themselves and the next thing you knew, the guys were surrounding the couch, their cocks in hand.

"Go on, put them in your mouth." Namjoon said as he spread your legs wide apart, exposing your dripping pussy to everyone, his fingers spreading your folds, showing everyone how soaked you were.

Your hands grabbed ahold of the two closest dicks, pumping them a few times before putting them in your mouth. Namjoon scooted back against the sofa and your body rested back against his.

"Grab the rest of the cocks, sweetie. Let them have your hands." Namjoon ordered and you reached for the other cocks, wrapping your fingers around them.

Your head was spinning from the sudden overload, the men surrounding you, the cocks in your hands and mouth and the feel of Namjoon's thick length buried deep in your ass.

You felt someone’s tip push against your pussy, and soon enough, their cock was sliding in, Taehyung beginning to fuck you as the others used your hands and mouth.

“What a good girl, taking in two cocks at the same time.” Namjoon was thrusting his hips upwards, his cock pounding into you as the others fucked your mouth and pussy, and you were a mess, a whiny, whimpering, moaning mess.

"Shit, her hands feel so good."

"Yeah, and her pussy, so tight."

"You like sucking my dick, princess?"

You couldn't reply, not when the guys were stuffing your mouth and pussy, but you could make sure they enjoyed themselves.

Taehyung panted as he slammed into your pussy, his head dropping to rest on your shoulder. "Ah, she's milking my cock so well, shit, you are such a good whore, never met someone this good before.” Taehyung whispered.

"She loves being praised, don't you babygirl?" Namjoon said as his hips snapped upwards and you moaned around the cock in your mouth, the vibrations making Yoongi groan.

"Fuuuck, she's so wet. Shit, she's really into this."

"Of course she is, she's a slut."

Then, you felt another cock brush against your folds, and you looked down to see Hoseok lining himself up with your already stuffed pussy, ready to slide in. Taehyung moved up, making room for him.

“Are you sure you can take all this cock?” Namjoon teased, but then, Hoseok began thrusting and you couldn’t form any words, your mind and body overwhelmed by pleasure.

"Fuck, this feels so good, so tight." Hoseok moaned, the men's moans filling the room.

You couldn’t think, couldn't focus on anything except the cocks filling you up, stretching you, and the sounds the guys made, their praises and their curses, the way their cocks twitched in your hands and mouth and how they throbbed in your holes.

“Ah! Ah!” You could barely moan, the sound muffled by the cocks in your mouth, your eyes rolled back at the sensation— fuck, you were so stuffed. You glanced down to look at your pussy and the sight was filthy, the three cocks pumping in and out of your stretched holes, you didn’t even know your body could do this.

Taehyung increased his speed, his teeth gritted as he pounded into you, his thrusts becoming frantic, his cock twitching, and then he came, his cum filling your pussy, the white substance leaking out of your filled hole.

Taehyung left but his spot was soon taken by the others, and they all kept going, fucking you, filling you up.

They took turns, and it went on for what seemed like hours, the men coming one after another, until only Namjoon was left.

Namjoon laid you down on the couch before he lined his length up with your pussy and slid in, fucking you into the sofa, the piece of furniture shaking under you, the wooden feet scraping the floor.

You were a whimpering, moaning, fucked out mess, unable to even beg for more. Namjoon was pounding into you, his hips slamming into yours, his hands digging into the soft skin of your thighs as he pulled your legs wider apart.

“Look at you, covered in cum, all holes used and abused, and you’re still taking cock, aren't you? Such a good slutty girl." Namjoon's cock brushed against a spot that made you whimper and he smirked, focusing his thrusts on that spot, his thumb moving to rub against your clit.

It was all too much, the pleasure overwhelming. You couldn’t take it, your body spasming, toes curling as an intense orgasm washed over you.

And, a second later, you felt a hot load fill your pussy and Namjoon collapsed on top of you, his cock twitching inside you, still filling you up.

You were spent, completely exhausted, but you had loved every single second of it, and so did the men.

You panted, taking deep breaths, it was intense, and as you laid there, you started to think to yourself how lucky you were that you managed to find so many trustworthy men to fuck.

When it was time to leave, the men stood in a row to give you a farewell kiss, and it was just you and Namjoon.

“Did you have fun?” He asked as he pulled you onto his lap.

“Yeah.” You smiled, wrapping your arms around him.

“Good. We did too.” Namjoon leaned in, pressing his lips against yours.

[psychotic-nonsense]

Stranger Things x Team Fortress 2 Crossover AU

The Mercenaries

Administration

The Dark Hand Beneath

Links (to be added)

Lore Post

BLU Team Redraws

Mail Slot

The Devil's Reveal

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Some notes that I wanna mention:

• RED team doesn't have a Medic or Engineer. They didn't want to have Supports at all, and only do because Admin forced it. Their last Spy won them battles, and their current Spy and Sniper match their energy, so they tolerate it.

• No one truly knows who the former RED Spy was, just that he was dubbed "The Devil," and the most ruthless Spy in the nation.

• Steve doesn't wear a mask because he has nothing to hide. Tommy wears one to cover his freckles and insecurity.

• BLU - especially Nancy - did not want a Spy on their team due to the bias and trauma the former RED Spy instilled in them. It took a while for them to warm up to Steve, of which he never rushed.

• BLU is far more comfortable in their positions thanks to each other, so most of their uniforms are customized and personal, as well as referring to each other by name after hours. RED sees their place as a cruel job, so most stick to the classic uniform regulations with minimal modifications and only use class resignation for names.

• Despite using the original Medi Gun fluid invention by Dr. Ludwig in the 60s, Will has dubbed it the NAT-20 (Natural Acceleration Trigger times 20) after D&D. The solution's components are relegated to Medics only, but he's told the formula to Dustin, Mike, and Lucas, in case something happens to him.

• Steve and Nancy already knew about Tommy and Carol before they joined, and once they figured out who they were, the bitching is endless. It's the only thing they find a middle ground on.

• Dustin's "goggles" are a design on his cap, which is reinforced so he's safe. And the brace on his leg is referencing his limp at the end of ST4, currently (as of posting) no in-AU reason for it yet.

• Vecna is the equivalent to Merasmus, and he does have a tense relationship with the Soldiers, though Eddie's began in the past - what do you think that government aid was for? - and Billy's more recently. He doesn't bother with the Demomen, they're both too stubborn to fall for his tricks. And yes, he and the Byers-Hopper family still have history - again, where do you think all the government/medical history came from?

• Eddie's tattoo on his left arm says "Ut Numquam Currere," which is Latin for "To never run."

• Yes I gave Vecna his hair back, but that shit is so brittle, it usually crumples apart with any wind. If/When BLU fights him, he looks fucked up. Also, the bit of Upside Down he carries fluctuates sometimes, but he's found the vines to be most reliable.

• I made Brenner a bit nicer because I wanted the Hopper family to have a win somewhere, considering their lore in this AU is a bit... rough, to put it lightly...

• I did my best to make the loadouts make sense character- and game-wise, but there may have been some bias slipping through for BLU. Also, I did make sure to include weapons that double as cosmetics in their poses, such as with Billy and both Snipers.

• I took away Class emblems just because I don't really think it matters to them anymore? There isn't quite a reason why this company is still ongoing, so why keep up that part too? :P

• Fun fact: Dustin and Lucas used to be switched in class purely for the SpyDad & Freedom Fries family - because of course there's Steddie in this AU, do you not understand who wrote this? - possibilities. Stopped being stupid and switched them to their proper places.

• Aged everyone up a few years because despite the presence of Olivia Mann in pre-comic-7 lore, I didn't want this company to take on legit kids for the merc positions. Explanation in the lore post once I finish it.

• The scaling issues - why some of them look bigger than others - are just because I'm bad at art, there's no lore reason /lh

• I literally have no clue who Saxton, the Mann family, or TF2 Classic mercs are, or if I'm even gonna keep them in this AU! This is more of an addition AU to the TF2 universe, so whoever fits can go there, but I've got nothing rn :/ Still have the main secondary characters like Murray, Enzo, Yuri, Suzie, etc. that don't have places yet, so if anyone has anything, lemme know!! :D

[the-s1lly-corner]

Lurker again! Sorry for double requesting but I did not want to lump these in the same ask. Could I also ask for a reader who is like Swan from Phantom of the Paradise? With Narinder please! Thank you!

Narinder x Swan!Reader

pretend im saying something here RAAAAAH RAAAAH- and i dont mind the double req!! always happy to write potp based readers evil laughs notes: reader is gn, reader is any creature, swan as in the character from phantom of the paradise, not swan as in animal but they can be imagined as a swan here, non specified creature for the reader, youre not a follower, pre betrayal narinder, you guys have an undefined relationship, reader owes their soul to someone but its not stated to who they owe it to, reader is not part of a cult theyre kind of doing their own thing, admin didnt have a clear idea of what to do here but! yeah cws: blood/body horror mentions but its very brief

youre both hard to read, though its easier for narinder to understand you due to him having the ability to read minds... though i like to imagine that it took some effort to read it

knows your soul belongs to someone else and lets you know that he knows- you absolutely hate it when he mentions it, sending daggers his way

due to your contract you dont really get hurt or age, so hes going to be stuck with you for a long long time, and the odds of you still being around when hes eventually released from his chains is pretty high if your contract is still in order

youre not at all bothered by your arrangement, though hes very vocal about how if he were in your position he would... hate it, to put it kindly- to have your life and power rely on whoever made the deal with you

funny given his status as a bishop does that, in a different font + his eventual defeat by the lamb putting him in your shoes, kind of

to outsiders it may seem that the two of you despise each other, or perhaps trying to string the other along in order to use for later in some way- however the two of you are...

okay well actually thats a pretty accurate assumption, however there is some fondness shared between the two of you even if both sides will deny it to themselves that you enjoy each others company

he does want you in his cult though, even if you dont give him much faith he knows youre powerful- manipulative, as well, something that can be useful to keep followers in line

narinder 🤝 you

having something to do with your face that makes it either split open or melt off, making a huge mess and getting blood everywhere

sure you cant do yours on command but hey its a nice little similarity- and suuuuuuure yours is a sign that your contract has broken and your body is falling apart and succumbing to rot but hey! you guys are twinning!

hes more emotional- in the sense that he lets his anger get the best of him and get out of control- while youre more cool and calculated, and it really drives him insane when you two get into a disagreement

[amberjazmyn]

we ain't angry at you love, we'll be waiting for you love🥺🫶💔

pairing : f1 grid x platonic singer fem!reader, horner fem!reader

summary : daughter to red bull's christian horner, best friend to the grid, a singer and now an american college student that releases a song with noah kahan 'you're gonna go far' before she leaves. this chronicals the song, her leaving for college as well as everything else including her warm return back to everyone again.

warnings : a little bit of angst, fluff, comfort, noah kahan lol, a swear word, most of the grid (dramatically) missing reader

a/n : don't ask me how i thought up of this because i have no fucking clue but because i adore the thought of writing a singer!reader, this is what i came up with lol. also, obviously, geri is reader's step-mum but their relationship is basically the same as a biological mother and daughter

a/n 2: y.n is your name, n.n is nickname, your bff is your best friend forever and your ex bff is obviously ur ex bff

fc : my face claim is a mixture of olivia rodrigo and pinterest girlies because wtfn

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y.nhorner met noah kahan and may have written a cheeky (soppy) song with him, double thumbs up from father horner and study notes because ya girl doesn't stop the grind now that colleges applications are opening!

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christianhorner i'm so proud of you darling girl, and like mumma always says, you're gonna go far! liked by y.nhorner

y.nhorner christianhorner thank you daddio! i love you forever

gerihalliwellhorner you are a superstar y.n! i love you so much baby liked by y.nhorner

y.nhorner gerihalliwellhorner thank you mumma, i love you so much more

maxverstappen1 how are your notes so perfect wtf liked by y.nhorner

y.nhorner maxverstappen1 because i actually want to finish school and get into my dream college and i put in effort??

redbullracing not only is she the princess of red bull but she is a singing queen as well as an academic queen as well! liked by y.nhorner

y.nhorner redbullracing ily rbr admin <3

charlesleclerc you're releasing a new single??? liked by y.nhorner

y.nhorner charlesleclerc did i say that???

yourbff i still cannot believe you met noah kahan without me, you lil snitch... liked by y.nhorner

y.nhorner yourbff last time i asked if you wanted to listen to him in the car you said no???

otherbff yourbff y.nhorner go off queen, you tell her bestie! liked by y.nhorner

landonorris if you've written a song with noah kahan, i just know it'll be fantastic and very emosh! liked by y.nhorner

y.nhorner landonorris thank you lanny! love you boo

username hold up, please tell me whatever you've written with noah that you'll release it and soon!!! liked by y.nhorner

y.nhorner username i have written a song with noah like mentioned in my caption but i cannot disclose whether or not it's gonna be released just yet i'm sorry but do keep your eyes peeled though <3

danielricciardo oh i just know you are slaying right now! liked by y.nhorner

y.nhorner danielricciardo thank you danny ric! you too are slaying right now

oscarpiastri i have WAITED for you to release new music so i really hope whatever you've written with noah gets released!!! liked by y.nhorner

y.nhorner oscarpiastri don't worry oscy, you'll know soon i promise!

username the way y.n likes and replies to each comment, i love her your honour! liked by y.nhorner

y.nhorner username you guys are the reason why i'm here so it's only fair i respond to as many as i can! and i love you too <3

it made y.n horner laugh a little after posting that sneaky post. it was very true that whilst she had met noah kahan that they had indeed written a song together. it was a song that noah had already started to write ages ago but suddenly got stuck when he lost inspiration and just trashed it. that was though, until he met y.n horner, and she told him that she was trying to write a song about how her family felt about letting her go so she could study in america after they had let her travel around the world with them for formula one. showing noah the text messages between her, her dad and her mum, it was clear to noah that the song he had trashed was basically the exact same song that y.n was wanting to write. so, what they decided to do was to mash the songs together, finish writing it and collab together on the song as well as letting noah have his own solo version of the song. and y.n loved it so much and so did noah that they knew that they just had to release it. but, obviously, they couldn't do it straight away so they started to create some mystery around it.

that was until she could no longer keep it a secret so she started to slowly release more details after watching noah do the same on his socials.

y.nhorner posted to her instagram story

[caption 1: missed me guys? well, this is where i've been so keep your eyes peeled my loves, the 'thing' is coming soonnnn💌 caption 2: tb to my first ever show! been missing it since all i've been doing is picking and choosing which colleges to attend in america]

gerihalliwellhorner replied to y.nhorner's story i'm excited my love! is it a single or an album?

y.nhorner thanks mumma, i'm excited too and it's a single but sadly that's all i can tell you at this moment but you'll love it and so will daddio!

gerihalliwellhorner the single you subtly posted ages ago with noah? well i'm very excited now and i cannot wait to hear it🤍!

y.nhorner thank youu, i'm so excited as well! and yes, the single with noah, i cannot wait for everyone to hear it either!

maxverstappen1 replied to y.nhorner's story is this the single that i think it is and that being the reason why you were showing me messages between you, christian and geri???

y.nhorner if i say yes, can you keep it a secret???

maxverstappen1 i can i can i can i can! omg i love you so much y.n!!!

y.nhorner hehe, i love you too maxie!

landonorris replied to y.nhorner's story omg is this the single that you referenced in your last insta post???

y.nhorner maybeee

landonorris fuck, does that mean it'll make me cry???

y.nhorner probablyyy

carlossainz55 replied to y.nhorner's story new song? since when, what is going on in the house of commons???

y.nhorner firstly, what do you think i was revealing in my last post and secondly, please never say that again and don't tell me it was lando who taught you how to say that for the love of god!

carlossainz55 honestly, i don't know, i just thought you were being sneaky like you were last time you announced a single! and i'm sorry, i won't say it again but would you believe me if i told you it wasn't lando but one of your fans???

y.nhorner i'm only joking with you carlitos, i know you've been waiting forever for a new single and so have i so me and noah are trying to release it asap! and, honestly, yeah, i would believe you if you said it was one of my fans. and for that, i apologise that they taught you that and blamed it on lando!

it was after releasing these instagram stories that noah rung up y.n to let her know that they had been given permission by their shared record label to release the song. and that they were releasing the song that very day! it was an exciting moment and she had only just posted those two stories so, now she had to post so many more stories and instagram posts about the release of the new single, it's name as well as the meaning of the song.

y.nhorner posted to her instagram story

[caption 1: releasing tonight is me and noah kahan's newest single titled 'you're gonna go far' and we are so excited and blessed to finally be able to let you all finally hear it after trying to keep it a secret💌 caption 2: not only do i feature on noah's song on his newest album 'forever' but he also has his own solo version that is on this new album along with the duet of the song as well so you get two versions of the same song! enjoy my lovelies!]

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[caption 1: for my nosy lovelies, this was one of the first inspirations for 'you're gonna go far' that i shared with noah. there was more to the messages than just this one between me and my mum obvi but this is where this part of the chorus 'we ain't angry at you love, you're the greatest thing we've lost' comes from as does the rest of that entire verse💌. caption 2: then this is some of the other inspo for yggf comes from. it was more than just this convo but obviously this was where the title of the song and the main hook comes from. and yes, i did joke to dad that one day these messages between me, himself & mum would be written into a song one day lol💌.]

landonorris replied to y.nhorner's story omg i cannot stop listening to the song! it's gorgeous and yes before you even ASK it made me cry! i don't want you to leave for college in hawaii!!!

y.nhorner aw lando, i'm sorry! i really was hoping it wouldn't make you cry! and i know and i'm sorry but it's my dream college but i was still just as shocked as everyone else when they accepted me!

landonorris i can still visit you though when you are at college right?

y.nhorner of course you can lando! dad has allowed all of the grid, if they please, to visit me whenever they want with permission from the other team principals!

carlossainz55 replied to y.nhorner's story the song is making me cry so much more now that i know it's context in relation to these messages! please don't leave meee, my heart is forever broken now!

y.nhorner i'm so sorry carlos, i hope you're not crying as much as lando is! and i don't wanna leave either but i have too!

carlossainz55 of course i'm not crying as much as lando is! but i'm still upset, don't have too much fun without us!

y.nhorner aw carlos! i promise you, you will get to visit and i won't be able to have any fun cause you guys won't be there with me!

maxverstappen1 replied to y.nhorner's story whilst i wish i didn't hear the song and these messages before everyone else i'm glad i did because no one could see my tears but now you releasing the text messages are even worse because they'll all know and i'll be exposed!

y.nhorner i'm sorry maxie! but noah suggested it since he was sharing messages between him and i to his socials so i decided it would be a cute backstory to share with everyone! but trust, no one will know that you were the first one to hear the song and to see the messages!

maxverstappen1 i'm totally messing but genuinely, i am so proud of you and this song that you've created and released with noah. it's beautiful and it's truly gonna be very relatable to everyone who hears it. as much as i wish this song wasn't written because of you moving to america for the next few years for college, i am so thankful it was and i am so glad i got to be privileged enough to know about it first. you're gonna go far, y.n and i cannot wait to see how far you actually go, whether that's here in england or in america. i love you endlessly, and thank you for being my best friend during my time under your dad's realm of red bull racing 💌

y.nhorner oh, maxie! that is so sweet of you and now i'm gonna start crying! i'm absolutely scared to move to america for college but i truly believe i'm going to do great things. as much as it scares me, i know that i'll always have you and the rest of the grid supporting me every step of the way. dad and the rest of the tp's giving you guys permission to visit me whenever you feel like you need to! i love you just as endlessly and i won't accept your thank you for being your best friend because there is nothing at all you need to thank me for since it's also been an honour to have you as my best friend💌

logansargeant has replied to y.nhorner's story this is so sweet y.n! the song is beautiful and might have made me a little teary eyed especially knowing why you created the song. also, what made you choose america as a place to study? i know i'm always so patriotic but, why the u.s?

y.nhorner aw, thank you logie! and honestly, i chose america because i've been all around the world but the one place i felt safest was hawaii. and i just knew i had to try my luck and see if i could apply and have it work and it did! but don't worry, like i've told carlos, lando, max and now you, your tp's have all given you guys permission to come and visit me whenever you feel like you need to!

logansargeant that's cute and i'm glad you felt safe enough in hawaii because i know that not everywhere in america is especially safe! and also congrats for even getting into college in hawaii as i've heard it's usually quite hard! and, i'm so glad you've mentioned we can visit you because you best believe i'll be the one helping you move into your dorm room!

y.nhorner you're so sweet logie and i'm glad as well otherwise if i didn't feel safe in hawaii, queensland australia would have been my second choice! and ikr, i was godsmacked that they had approved of my application for hawaii pacific in honolulu! and i'll hold you too that logie, now that you've said it, you will be helping me move into the dorm!

oscarpiastri has replied to y.nhorner's story i'm so proud of you y.n! and these messages are heartbreaking but also so sweet and tender! i know logan's already mentioned it probably but now that you've gotten into hawaii pacific, him and i are helping you move into your dorms because i know for a fact that all the team principals have given us permission to visit you when we need it!

y.nhorner aw oscy, you are so cute and took everything i was gonna tell you out of my mouth! and thank you and yes, logan has put it out into the universe that he is gonna help me move in but didn't mention you but i'm sure he meant to!

oscarpiastri he didn't mention me??? now i'm gonna cry more

y.nhorner no, he didn't oscy but it's fine cause it's been mentioned now and i'm very thankful that the two of you are gonna help me! so please don't cry more!

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[caption 1: look at these two little lovelies (+ kelly) who wanted to see me off before their flight back to monaco and before my flight to hawaii! miss you guys already💌. caption 2: charles keeping me company but not even looking at me for the photo at the airport sitting on my very huge suitcase before he sees me off to hawaii 💌. caption 3: and yes, lando was there to see me off alongside charles as was carlos and like charles, lando was not looking at me for the photo either. and. fyi, carlos hid himself magnificently every single time he saw my iphone come out of my pocket lol so sadly there is no photo of him this time. miss you guys so much it's actually insane but i promise i'll see you all soon💌]

maxverstappen1 has replied to y.nhorner's story i hope you know that as soon as penelope and i both got onto my private jet back to monaco that we both burst into tears, poor kelly didn't know how to react! leaving you to go to hawaii for four years is devastating me!

y.nhorner aw, maxie! i miss you, kelly and p insanely! but i do promise you'll see me soon!

maxverstappen1 have fun and stay safe!

y.nhorner i will, i promise! both mum and dad have said the same speech as you!

maxverstappen1 i wasn't going to give you the same speech but i'm glad you understand!

charlesleclerc has replied to y.nhorner's story the only reason why i never looked up at you during every photo you took of me was because i knew that if i made eye contact with you, i would have legitmately started crying and i wanted to be out of the airport and inside my car before my eyes even started to feel as though they were tearing up!

y.nhorner awe charlie, i'm sorry i was making you cry! i miss you as well but did you cry in the car after you guys waved me off onto the plane?

charlesleclerc it's fine n.n, it wasn't your fault, i was gonna cry regardless and i'm just proud that it didn't happen in the airport or when you were around! and yes, i did cry in the car, the entire way home to the point that carlos was scared i was gonna crash the car with me, him and lando in it sooo yeah.

y.nhorner omg charlie, who wasn't crying in that car on the way home from the airport cause there is no way you weren't the only one!

charlesleclerc at individual points, it was all of us but by the time we reached the car to go back home it was just me that was still crying so it was carlos that took over after he asked me to pull over on the side of the road

landonorris has replied to y.nhorner's story and yes, i did cry the minute you left me, carlos and charles! charles and carlos also crying but i'm sure you knew that cause i'm sure both charles and carlos has already told you that too!

y.nhorner i love you lando and i am so sorry that i made all of you guys cry (max and penelope included) but i promise the tears won't last too long!

landonorris THE TEARS WON'T LAST TOO LONG?? FOUR YEARS IS TOO FUCKING LONG N.N!

y.nhorner is it still too early to say that it's too much for little lando norris then?

landonorris YES IT IS AND NOW I'M CRYING AGAIN BECAUSE IT IS TOO MUCH FOR LITTLE LANDO NORRIS!

carlossainz55 has replied to y.nhorner's story how dare you expose me for not wanting to be in any photos whilst i was actively GRIEVING THE LOSS OF YOU FOR THE NEXT FOUR YEARS! my heart was shattered, and there was no way i was letting you take photos of it happening!

y.nhorner how many times do you need me to say sorry carlitos?

carlossainz55 you don't need to apologise anymore n.n but next time, please don't take photos of your best friends saying goodbye to you...nah joking, next time i'll make sure i cry before i've even left you for the second time and force you to take photos lol

y.nhorner ok, i'll note that for next time carlitos hahaha! but srsly, charles and lando have both mentioned that all of you were crying at one stage before you and lando calmed down except for charles to the point he started crying whilst driving you guys home and you had to ask him to pull over...yeah, i am so sorry for being the cause of that!

carlossainz55 yeah, it was intense and a very upsetting moment for all to witness. for sure do not let charles drive when he's crying though cause it is utterly terrifying and i thought i was gonna die so i started praying in spanish! even when i was the one behind the wheel because charles did take the entire drive for him to stop crying!

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y.nhorner the chronicals of me leaving mumma and daddio and moving into my new college dorm at hawaii pacific university for the next four years alongside the wonderful help of logie sarg and oscy pastry!!

📸 of mum and dad on the train taken by logan with oscar's supervision as they took the tube in together to the airport and 📸 of me taken by carlos who alongside max, lando and charles were at the airport as well to see me off with logan and oscar!

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christianhorner miss you already my love! i know logan and oscar are keeping you safe and helping you sort out your dorm! liked by y.nhorner

y.nhorner christianhorner i miss you too daddio and they are keeping me so safe and helping me out tremendously which i am so grateful for!

gerihalliwellhorner miss you baby! please tell oscar and logan we say thank you for helping you move into your dorm room!! liked by y.nhorner

y.nhorner gerihalliwellhorner i miss you too mumma! and i have thanked them both and they don't want any thanks for it. they're doing it because they want to! they didn't come to hawaii with me for no reason

maxverstappen1 why is my heart literally breaking even though i already knew you had left and i was with you guys at the airport for me, kelly and p's own flight back to monaco??? liked by y.nhorner

y.nhorner maxverstappen1 i'm sorry maxie, i knew today would be hard! does it make you feel better if i say that my heart is also breaking?

landonorris i'm actually so uspet about this and i have no clue why! liked by y.nhorner

y.nhorner landonorris so am i lando but don't worry, you can visit soon i promise!

noahkahan omg, you've actually moved to hawaii now? i didn't realise it was happening so soon! liked by y.nhorner

y.nhorner noahkahan yeah! it's insane noah at how fast it's all happened but yeah, hawaii's my new home for four years!

oscarpiastri honestly, your dormroom looks magnificant right now. who knew logan and i were such great dorm decor artists? liked by y.nhorner

y.nhorner oscarpiastri i know right, oscy? it looks perfect and i am so thankful for you and logie for helping me ease into it all!

logansargeant i think the three of us did an amazing job with your dormroom, y.n! liked by y.nhorner

y.nhorner logansargeant we really did! thank you so much logie

carlossainz55 my heart is breaking into too many pieces all these hours after we saw you off at the airport liked by y.nhorner

y.nhorner carlossainz55 mine is too, don't worry carlitos!

charlesleclerc this is too much for me! how will we survive?! liked by y.nhorner

y.nhorner charlesleclerc damn, i was hoping you'd have the answers cause this is too much for me as well and i don't know how i'll survive!

yourexbff you got into hawaii pacific in honolulu, usa and you never told me?!

y.nhorner yourexbff because i knew you would have reacted horribly and been a jerk about it, telling me to come back home because you can't handle not having the same control over me for college that you had during high school liked by yourbff, charlesleclerc, carlossainz55 and others

yourbff yourexbff y.nhorner honestly, that's some queen shit and i'm so proud of you y.n! well done on no longer tolerating this bitches shit after so many years of dealing with it liked by y.nhorner

username congrats on your move to hawaii! but i'm so sorry to ask such a stupid question but where is hawaii pacific uni? liked by y.nhorner

y.nhorner username thank you lovely! and don't apologise for asking me, i'm happy to answer any questions anyone has, 'stupid' or not! and hawaii pacific uni is in honolulu, hawaii💌!

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[caption 1: me crying on my insta stories is now going to become a regular thing btw! so do not be alarmed when these start to happen on the regular💌 caption 2: reason one why i'm crying: college is kicking my arse rn and i wanna kms! caption 3: reason two why i'm crying: i miss home and formula one and ofc my grid family and my actual family back home in england! anyway, how's your day been lovelies💌]

christianhorner has replied to y.nhorner's story oh honey, are you okay? has college really been getting you in the bum? really wish i could do more to help you bubs!

y.nhorner thanks daddio but i'll be fine i'm sure, i just needed to have a little cry! i'm just a little homesick and you're gonna go far playing in my spotify playlist whilst studying did not help me at all!

christianhorner as long as you're sure bubs and speaking of your new song, it's absolutely gorgeous, mum and i love it so much! not only do we play it all the time but it's also playing on the radio often when we're in bed so we fall asleep to it!

y.nhorner yeah, i'm sure dad! and that's so sweet, thank you so much! i'm glad you and mum love it! and i'm glad it's also getting played on the radio! well, i have to go back to studying and doing stuff in my sorority but i'll talk later, love you daddio!

christianhorner bye darling, talk later then! i love you too and have fun xx

yourbff has replied to y.nhorner's story heyy girly! sorry that school's royally kicking your bum, wish i could be there to help you! the grid is missing you terribly but i'm keeping them company and trying to lift their spirits! we've for sure been blasting every single song and album of yours, especially you and noah's newest! also have you heard anything from ex.bff lately?

y.nhorner hey girly pop! it's fine, i'm getting through it the same way i got through h.s and i wish you were here too but it's coming up so soon! i'm missing the grid so much more, i can't even express how much! and that's amazing, i'm glad you've been blasting all the songs, not just the new one because maybe, just maybe i'm gonna come out with a new announcement on my insta grid soon! and not that i've seen, she's most likely blocked me on every other social that i haven't, why?

yourbff that's so good, i'm glad! and i'm only asking about ex.bff because she's been asking some of the drivers, mostly max, lando, carlos, logan and oscar for some paddock passes for the grand prix that you're surprising them at just before summer break happens and she isn't taking no for an answer so maybe you or christian could tell her to fuck off but we'd need permission for you to let daddio horner to tell her to fuck off though...

y.nhorner oh, okay, that's gross and very fuckin weird! there is no way she is going to that grand prix period, paddock passes or not, at the gp that i'm surprising my family at, no fucking way! and go ahead, let daddio tell her to fuck off even though he realistically doesnt need my permission on how he treats and talks to her anymore because she is no longer my friend and doesn't need to be treated as such! dad can say whatever tf he wants to say to her!

yourbff thank fucking god! i'm with christian rn and he's been hanging for your response so, thank you thank you thank you! i could kiss you on the mouth rn if you weren't in hawaii! and wait, did you just say that you were going to announce a new release soon???

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y.nhorner i'm so sorry for my social media absence my lovelies except for a few instagram stories here and there but college was kicking me in the rear end real good and i also may have finished my very first album in my first year at american college in my newly redecorated dorm room at hpu that will be getting released worldwide tonight at five minutes to midnight...

for those wanting an album breakdown since it is my first ever one, i will do the full thing for the songs in a separate post. however, in short hand i will say that there are six originals (including me and noah's song) and four covers of my favourite songs from some of my very well loved artists! thank you so much for all the love and support you gave to me and noah about our single, it's been incredible stepping back and just seeing at how much you guys really love it, it's truly humbling and rewarding! but now saying that, it makes me even more proud to finally be able to release my first ever album because i have worked so hard on it and the reason it's come out so quickly it seems is because all six of my originals had already been written and drafted, i just needed to finish and record them which thankfully didn't take too long. also good to mention that whilst i did finish writing them in my dorm room, every song except for you're gonna go far was recorded in my dorm room! so the acoustics are no joke my lovelies! in saying all of that though, i hope you loves all enjoy my first album, 'little life' 💌

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yourbff so this is what you were talking to me about that day when you left me on read when i finally realised you had mentioned it because i was distracted in letting your dad go off on ex.bff? liked by y.nhorner

y.nhorner yourbff yes....please don't kill me i'm sorry!

christianhorner i'm so proud of you my darling girl! both me and your mum knew you could do it when we were telling you to continue on creating new music and writing new songs whilst at college! liked by y.nhorner

y.nhorner christianhorner thank you daddio! and yes, you and mumma were very much correct and i'm glad that you were!

gerihalliwellhorner well done my darling! you should be so proud of yourself for releasing your very first album! it's going to do well, i'm sure of it! liked by y.nhorner

y.nhorner gerihalliwellhorner thank you mumma! and i am, i'm really proud of myself for what i've done! and i'm glad someone thinks that it's gonna do well!

redbullracing after making all of us cry with you're gonna go far, we'll make sure to stock up on the tissues when it's released because you best believe it's going to be blasting for everyone to hear in the paddock at the next grand prix! liked by y.nhorner

y.nhorner redbullracing omg admin, are you ok? but, thanks i guess for the free promo though!

maxverstappen1 i'm literally standing in my bathroom in shock right now, y.n! how could you do this to me, to us?! you know we're not ready for this! liked by y.nhorner

y.nhorner maxverstappen1 i'm sorry maxie but i was too excited and i couldn't keep it a secret anymore! you know i hate keeping things from people!

landonorris well, there goes all my tears for the rest of the year and next year! liked by y.nhorner

y.nhorner landonorris even though i usually call you dramatic or sympathise with you, this time i'm gonna have to agree with you and say yes after hearing these songs your tear ducts will be dry for years!

oscarpiastri oh crapola! this was not the announcement i expected after getting the notification that you've finally posted again after awhile! liked by y.nhorner

y.nhorner oscarpiastri i know and i'm sorry oscy! but i won't ever be gone for this long again!

carlossainz55 hermana, are you seriously just gonna go away for ages and then hit us with this announcement and think all of us are going to survive? liked by y.nhorner

y.nhorner carlossainz55 yes and no? i'm sorry carlitos but i promise though that you'll love the album though!

sebastianvettel this is fantasic news bubs! i'm so proud of you and i cannot wait to hear this new album after loving your recent single with noah kahan! liked by y.nhorner

y.nhorner sebastianvettel sebby! i've missed you so much and thank you! i can't wait for you to hear it!

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y.nhorner 'little life' album breakdown in 3...2...1:

song one: 'little life' is the title track. it's a cover of cordelia's song 'little life' and like the hook and title suggests, i really do like this little life hence why i decided to cover that song, put it on my album as the top track and then title the album the same thing.

song two: 'you're gonna go far' ft noah kahan is the first single of this album and i have already mentioned briefly what this song is about. but, for those wondering the full story, it was basically a culmination of trashed songs that both me and noah wrote years ago but never came into fruition because it never worked out at the time. that was until we had our very first meeting and i told noah about me wanting to write a song about me leaving england for america for college and showing him the texts between me and my parents. it was funny though because unknowingly, we were both writing the same song that we just smooshed it into the one that we all know and love now! it's truly one of if not my favourite song on this album too, hence why it's the first single!

song three: 'lacy' is what i would call the fine line between envy and homoeroticism. in one lens of the camera, i'm embracing my inferiority complex by personifying the beauty of a girl i used to be intimidated by in school who's been named 'lacy'. i then succumbed to my habit of comparing myself to other women to an extent so extreme that it seemed like it was a crippling romantic obsession. thankfully though, this was when i was in the middle of high school and figuring out my sexuality and i did that by literally hating that specific girl in my class because i thought she was so much better, prettier and inferior to me. hence why the song was created but i do not feel that way anymore but i knew i needed this song on the album so i could also let people know that i'm not perfect and i also have the same thoughts as them.

song four: 'slipping through my fingers' is the second cover song on this album. for those who know me and know me well will know that 'mamma mia' & abba are some of my favourite movies and singing group to ever exist! i could have chosen any abba/mamma mia song but this was the one i chose because it really fit the theme of me leaving home and moving out of the country permanently for college. and also because it was a movie i'd watch with my mum geri when i was younger right up until my last couple years of high school and before i left for hawaii. i also cried my eyes out whilst recording the song in my dorm because that was the night that i was the most homesick i had ever been and when i posted those three stories on my instagram story sharing my first ever cry online since leaving for hawaii.

song five: 'never grow up' is the third cover song on this album. another artist that i absolutely adore with my whole life is taylor swift. and similar to slipping through my fingers, the reason why i added never grow up to this album was because it was the same song to stmf but through a different lense almost. i remember when i was younger, always telling my parents that i always couldn't wait to grow up and get older whereas they were always telling me to slow down and let myself be that young for as long as i could and stay that age and not worry about wanting to be another year older. and now, looking back, especially when i recorded this song for this album, i really wish i listened to my parents when they told me to slow down and never grow up. because now it feels like it's going by so quickly that it can no longer slow down and i hate it but i also have to embrace it because i can't get any younger, i can only get older but that doesn't mean i can't pretend and wish to never grow up.

song six: 'what was i made for?' is the last cover on this album and it's by the beautiful billie eilish. obviously, we all know that this song was part of the new barbie movie soundtrack and as soon as i heard it for the first time, i knew i had to include it into my first album and here we are! similar to the other cover songs, this resonates with me because there are moments in my life, especially recently, when i've been sitting in the dark, on my bed, in tears asking myself 'what was i made for?' 'what am i doing here?' 'why was i even born?' and i was tearing me apart because i was all alone on the other side of the worl away from everyone i love and i was scared to death! before moving to hawaii, i never had to think about the things i have to now because i was still living with/near my parents and, shyness and modesty out of the door, they provided everything for me so i never had to lift my pretty little fingers or feet for anything. they provided my food for me, they made sure i had clean clothes and a clean room, they made sure i was always entertained, they made sure i always had free things, free paddock passes to every grand prix that i wanted, when i wanted them. and then, the second i touched down in hawaii, i had no idea what to do and how to do it. i'm surprised the lovely girls that are my roommates and fellow sorority sisters didn't laugh at me or call me a spoilt brat because they knew who i was as soon as i walked into that sorority house. but what did they do? they taught me everything and they didn't make fun of me, they didn't laugh at me or put me down and tell me i had to do it myself. they realised that from the way i grew up, i wasn't being snobby or a brat whenever i didn't do something. they knew it was because i didn't know how to do it. so this cover is a nod to my lovelies at hpu and in my sorority that helped me find who i was again.

song seven: 'hope ur ok' was a song i actually wrote years ago when i first met a certain red bull driver, mr verstappen and other friends of mine around the same time. even though i've lost contact with most of the friends i have referenced in this song, this song gives them a reminder that nothing is as bad as it seems and i wish them well and reassure them of how proud of them i am and what they've become. this was another song that had me a little emotional because, fun fact, when i recorded this song, max decided to have a cheeky facetime so he watched as i bawled my eyes out to him, telling him that the first verse and the hook of this song was written about him before he sweetly told me it was okay to cry and that he'd love it if he could stay on facetime with me whilst i recorded it. and obviously, i can never say no to maxie so, he watched me and screen recorded the facetime whilst i recorded it and that recording made it into the album.

song eight: 'happier' is a song that whilst many would think is about an ex boyfriend is actually about an ex best friend. and we all know how painful a best friend breakup is however, this ex best friend was someone that was always what someone would call a frenemy. this girl was never actually my friend and it wasn't until just recently, at the beginning of my journey of college life in hawaii that i realised this and cut her off. even though i say in the song that 'she's moved on and found someone new' i mean it in the most pettiest way possible to the point that i hope that new friend she's made realises just how awful she is and leaves her in the same way i left her. this song is basically a best friend break-up song that has the disguise of a relationship break-up and i love just how petty i play it when i practise it live. the song is basically letting her know that i hope she's happier even though i know that she knows she could never be happier when all she spreads is negativity and plays pretend. hence why i ended the song with the lyric 'so find someone great, but don't find no one better. i hope you're happy, but don't be happier' because i was basically the best person she had in her life but she destroyed it because of her own selfishness of not allowing herself to stop being so rude, narcissistic and fake.

song nine: 'jealousy, jealousy' is a song about the unrealistic standards that society has set for young people, young women particularly on social media. in the track, i sing about the constant comparison and self-hatred that social media can often lead to. before i wrote this song, i released a snippet of an unreleased song with a similar theme which also discussed the warped version of reality that social media presents. this was another song that i wrote years ago during a time i was borderline addicted to being on social media and felt crippled by the comparisons i was recieving. thankfully though, i have recovered from this period in my life but it was still a song that i knew i needed to have on this album since i'm an awful liar and there was no way i'd feel proud of myself if i released an album, my first ever, and didn't let people know what was once happening within myself whilst growing up in front of the entire world whilst they were watching me at every formula one grand prix.

song ten: 'enough for you' is the last song on this album and this is another song about the same ex best friend that is mentioned in happier. all throughout high school, i worshipped this girl and looking back, it was depressing and heartbreaking because of how awful she was from the beginning and i never noticed. and then when i did start to notice it as i got older, i tried to do every little thing i could because, like the title of the song suggested, i just wanted to be enough for her. all i wanted was for her to like me and actually treat me like i was her best friend and not like i was the dirt on the back of her shoe which was the way she treated me. and then in my last year of high school, she started to realise that as it got closer to applying for universities within england and internationally and wouldn't be able to control me anymore like she could at school, she got even worse. her biggest thing was she needed to be in control all the time, every single day and when she wasn't and something didn't go her way, she'd take it out on me and the friend group. and it wasn't just verbally it was also physical. to the point i'd come home with bruises because of how many times throughout the last year of high school she'd lose control over me and the other friends.

song ten cont.: and then, i hit a breaking point and i cut all ties with her before our graduation. as it had now been announced, by me publically, as to where it was i was going to for college and that i was indeed moving to hawaii like speculated by those in the f1 world. she got real mad at that that she decided to publically comment and ask me, as though we were still buddy-buddy, as to why i didn't tell her that i was going to hawaii pacific. and i told her, straight up, as many people saw, liked and replied to, that i knew she'd react horribly, been a jerk and tell me to come back home. with the reasoning being that she can't handle not having the same control over me in college that she had during high school. like the song says in the end 'you say i'm never satisfied, but that's not me, it's you. cause all i ever wanted was to be enough but i don't think anything could ever be enough for you. enough for you, oh. no, nothing's enough for you' and it's true because nothing could ever be enough for her no matter how hard you try you can never be enough for her and that's fine with me because i don't want to be enough for her because i don't need to be anymore and quite frankly, that is more than okay. i just hope that she's enough for herself because once she figures that out, i think she'll realise just how awful she is as a human being and maybe think about changing the way she views everyone around her instead of just making everything about her above everyone else.

so, that is the album breakdown of my debut album 'little life'. i really hope you guys enjoy this album because it has been a pleasure to write this and to be able to finally share it with you all! also, comment down below which track number/song title you are claiming (i claim five, six, two and ten btw) 💌

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maxverstappen1 this is an amazing album breakdown and i cannot wait to finally hear it when it's released here in monaco! i claim five, six, seven, two and ten!

y.nhorner maxverstappen1 thank you maxie and good choices of track claiming but just so you know, you guys on the grid can claim the whole album ;)

noahkahan this is such a good tracklist and an amazing album breakdown! i am so incredibly proud of you for your debut album release! and tracks two & four are mine to claim!

y.nhorner noahkahan thank you noah! you know i couldn't have done it without you and, classic choices!

taylorswift omg i am so proud of you, y.n and thank you for covering 'never grow up' so of course that is the track i claim but i also claim track two!

y.nhorner taylorswift thank you so much tay! i love you so much and good choices

logansargeant this is an amazing feat, n.n and i cannot wait to hear this when it comes out! and can i cheekily claim the entire album???

y.nhorner logansargeant thank you logie and of course you can claim the whole album, the entire grid can!

charlesleclerc bursting with pride for you mon ange! and every single track is mine thank you ma'am!

y.nhorner charlesleclerc thank you cha-cha! and yes, every single track is yours mon ange!

landonorris can i claim the entire album under the act of proudest best friend ever?!

y.nhorner landonorris yes you can lando hehe

christianhorner proudest dad ever! i have to claim slipping through my fingers and never grow up of course!

y.nhorner christianhorner thank you daddio and of course, what great songs to claim!

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[caption 1: wait, where am i going lovelies🛫💌. caption 2: where's my redbull at babes? caption 3: home sweet home all way in japan with daddio and a max, lando and oscar 1,2,3💌]

landonorris has replied to y.nhorner's story i still cannot believe you surprised us like that!

y.nhorner was it a good surprise at least?

landonorris abso-fucking-lutely, y.n! that was probably why max, oscar and i were on the podium, we had our lucky charm!

y.nhorner aw, i love you sm lando! glad this made you all happy!

maxverstappen1 has replied to y.nhorner's story welcome back little shit! that was so sneaky of you!

y.nhorner hehe, it really was sneaky but i'm glad i got to see win another grand prix, maxie! it felt so much better being there live then watching it on my tv in my dorm room with the girls in the sorority house

maxverstappen1 do you know when you have to go back if i have to bring it back down a sec?

y.nhorner not until after last race of the season, there is no way i'm missing out on you getting your fourth consecutive championship! the one year i could potentially miss it will not be happening! can't break the winning streak now maxie!

oscarpiastri has replied to y.nhorner's story well this was a nice surprise to see after getting a podium in japan!

y.nhorner glad to hear you appreciated it oscy! i am truly fighting jet lag though right now that all the adrenaline has left my body from the race so i think i might go to sleep soon

oscarpiastri if you're tired n.n, you don't have to keep responding, you can fall asleep sweets! i won't be mad and i'm sure the other drivers that you haven't responded to yet won't get mad and they'll understand

y.nhorner thanks oscy...goodnight 💌

fin

wowza, that took way longer than i thought it would to write but i am so proud of myself because this truly came out of nowhere! also i do apologise if anything is incorrect like i know that the podium photo was from a couple years ago but pretend it's from this year lol. and i know i copied some of the album breakdowns from olivia's legitimate genius page because it made sense to do so! if you guys want a part two, i'm sure i can do that since i really did love writing this and would love to if i can find more ideas for this to make it into a little mini series!

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First Date. - Price x OC

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pairing: F!OC: Kathleen "Brass" Moore x John Price words: 2.8K~ cw: flirting, insults, banter, smut mentioned, sexual innuendos/intentions

"NURSE 20040132, RECEPTION ASAP."

Kathleen looked down at her pager and cocked a brow. Usually, she didn't get called to reception unless stuff was going down.

Sighing, she took off her latex gloves and walked over to the sink, washing her hands up to her forearms, before she left the A&E area through one of the double doors.

Scanning her badge on the sensor by the staff-only doors, she stepped out to the reception, clad in her royal blue scrubs.

She had been expecting a reception packed full, or maybe a very distraught family member reaming out the receptionist... But instead, the reception was not very full, and her eyes locked on one very tall and burly Captain Price.

He looked different this time. Still tall and imposing, with big hairy arms on display...

But sporting a thicker, fuller beard... and now wearing a full uniform. A quarter-zip fleece with camo print on the arms, and plain tan on the body, cargo pants and boots... and a kevlar vest.

It had been two weeks since she'd gone over to Stirling Lines to ream out the man and, true to his word, he didn't put in more requests for Wallcroft's release... But now, being here, it rang alarm bells in Kathleen's mind.

Was she about to get reamed out in front of hospital staff the way she did to him, in front of his inferiors? Or was he about to warn he was pursuing Non-Judicial Punishment for her?

Approaching him, she clipped her I.D. back on the left breast pocket of her scrubs and approached the reception desk, leaning on the surrounding wall of the desk, where one of the admin nurses was stationed. "Parker, you rang?" She beckoned.

"I did." Price spoke up before Nurse Parker could get a word in. Kathleen turned her face to look up at John with a cocked brow before she sighed and nodded.

"What can I help you with, Captain?" She asked him, placing her hands in the front pockets of her blue scrubs top.

Price looked at her with a slight tilt of his neck and head, as if he wanted to appear smaller for her, or, maybe, to hear her and see her beter.

His blue eyes took in the shape of the beautiful woman in front of him, the way her uniform didn't conceal the curvy nature of her body, or the size of her breasts, even with an extra layer in the shape of a black underscrubs top beneath the blue scrubs.

"Wanted to see you." He replied as his gaze slid back up to meet her brown ones.

"See me, huh?" She asked and tilted her head to the side, noting the way his hands slid up to grip the straps of his vest right below each shoulder.

The man nodded in agreement, eyebrows raising up to his hairline, which was concealed by a toque, as if he was inviting her to argue about it.

"Well..." Kathleen trailed off as she looked at him. "You saw me." Kathleen said. "Now if you don't mind, I've got better things to do than stand here looking pretty." She began to turn away to duck back behind the security doors.

"Moore, please, wait a minute." Price said, calling her by her surname, which she had no clue he knew. It caused her to stop and look over at him again, over her shoulder.

Sighing loudly, she turned fully to face him and rolled her eyes. "What, Captain?" She asked, conceding in giving him another moment of her time.

John took a step closer, and another, until he was standing over her again. "Let me take you out."

Kathleen cocked a brow. Not the first time a soldier or officer had tried asking her on a date. Hell, not the first they'd turned up after they had been cleared or discharged from treatment just to see her...

But it was the first time that a man invited her out after she had cussed him out.

Shaking her head, she turned away again, and walked over to the double doors she had just emerged from, scanning her I.D. on the reader and pushing the door open. Then, she looked over her shoulder.

John was still standing there, hands on the straps of his vest, looking at her with a deep gaze, like he was trying to see through the layers of her scrubs. Sighing and tapping her foot on the floor twice, she finally waved him over with her hand.

He quickly rushed toward her just as she pushed the door back fully. "Walk with me." She demanded as she began moving down the hall. The man obeyed, staying by her side.

"Don't touch anything, don't look anywhere, don't talk to anyone." She warned him as they passed another doorway, which she pushed open by pressing the crash bar down with her wide hip.

Price followed after her, slipping past the door by turning to the side. "Are you going to let me take you out?" He insisted.

"I'm busy." Was the only reply she could give him, eyes glued forward as they weaved through the hallways.

"I mean on your day off, love."

"I'm a nurse. We don't have those."

"Well, when's your next break?"

"I'm on my feet for 12 hours a day. I don't eat a full meal or drink water for those same 12 hours. I'm genuinely considering starting to wear an adult nappy so I can cut the amount of times I have to go to the loo which are already not a lot because I have a strong bladder and don't drink nearly enough to need to go often, hell, I already wear nicotine patches because I can't get myself smoke breaks."

A normal man would've flinched or winced or shown disgust at what she was saying. At the very least, because it was TMI, and at the most because she's clearly trying to gross him out and scare him away.

And yet John remained impavid, looking at her with the same expression as always, a slightly amused smirk tugging at his lips, eyes locked on her face, on her mouth, as she spoke.

"Didn't answer my question, love."

"I don't have breaks, Captain."

"John." He corrected her.

"Hm?" She cocked a brow as she finally turned to actually look at him.

"John Price." He replied, introducing himself to her.

Sighing and rolling her eyes, she introduced herself in turn. "Kathleen Moore."

"When are you free, Kathleen?" He insisted as he looked at her, right in her eyes, head dipped at an angle.

"Not anytime soon."

"Well... whenever 'not anytime soon' comes..." John began as he reached into his pocket and produced a piece of paper in which he'd scribbled his number prior to the conversation. "Give me a ring." He reached the folded up paper toward her.

Kathleen took his number carefully and stuffed it into her breast pocket. "I'll think about it."

"I'll make sure to wipe all the thoughts from that busy head of yours when you do, love."

"Yeah, right." Kathleen scoffed as they finally entered the A&E department and she quickly washed her hands once more and popped on a pair of latex gloves, before disappearing behind a curtain to check on a patient, leaving John standing there, by the doors leading back out.

-

As it turns out, 'not anytime soon' was actually almost a week later, on Saturday. She shot him a text a bit last minute and, as such, they agreed on coffee, not far from base.

Kathleen arrived and went inside the quaint coffeeshop, immediately catching a glimpse of John in the corner of the room, having claimed a booth to himself. He caught sight of her too, blue eyes flittering over her body, almost shamelessly so.

Kathleen got in line and ordered herself a tea and a raspberry tartlet, paying for them before she headed over to John's table. He was already sitting with his own cuppa and a lemon drizzle cake slice in front of him.

"Took your sweet time, love." John told her as she took her seat beside him, placing her purse on the other side of her body, leaving her left side open for John to come closer.

"Yeah... I didn't want to come." Kathleen replied as she shook her head and gave him a dismissive, mocking glance.

John sighed and shook his head. a smile tugging at the corner of his lips... which only grew when he noticed she was smirking too.

"You think you're funny, huh?"

"Oh, no, I don't think so, I am funny, Captain." She teased him.

John's blue eyes squinted at her in mild amusement, before he leaned a bit closer to her, setting a hand on her hand over the table. "Worth the wait, though, I've gotta say." He remarked, looking her up and down.

His date smiled a bit in the face of the compliment and shook her head. "Thank you..." She said sincerely.

Kathleen looked radiant, her long brown hair tied in a half-up half-down style, wearing pretty make-up and jewelry, and a stunning black and gold cami top, with skin-tight blue jeans and black high-heeled boots.

"You could've put in a bit more effort, though." She quipped as she looked at him. "Looking like you've just rolled out of bed and threw on the first thing you saw in your closet." She said, a mean smirk on her lips, as she watched his eyes narrow.

She had a point however. She had definitely tried harder than him... In his blue jeans, grey quarter-button shirt and black jacket, paired with blue sneakers.

"Oh is that how it is?" John taunted her while cocking a brow, sliding even closer to her, wrapping an arm around the small of her back and onto the side of her hip, pulling her tight against him.

A normal woman would already be pulling away. John was too bold, too handsy... But as Kathleen stared right into his eyes, she couldn't find it in herself to mind.

"Mhm... that's how it is." She murmured as she leaned into him as well, swiveling at the hip in order to face him, setting her hands on his chest.

"We'll see who'll look like they just rolled out of bed when I'm done with you." He murmured in her ear, only pulling away as soon as the waiter came over with Kathleen's order.

It reminded them, forcibly so, that they were in a public place, and caused them both to put some distance between them.

-

"Portuguese, huh?" John asked as he sipped on his second cuppa, holding it around the brim and trying not to burn himself on the hot liquid.

"Mhm..." Kathleen stirred the spoon in her own second cup almost mindlessly.

How they had gone from flirting shamelessly and nearly jumping each other's bones to having a normal, cordial getting-to-know-each-other conversation was beyond them.

They had been at it for nearly two hours now... and they had talked about it all:

What they studied and where (RMA Sandhurst vs. King's College);

How they came to be in their respective careers (wanted to do something good with his life vs. got recommended to enlist due to her bedside manners being 'tough');

What they do in their free time (reading and working out day-to-day, and fishing, woodworking and home/car restoration when he's home vs. reading, yoga and baking);

And now, of course, they were venturing into getting to know more of each other's pasts.

"Where in England did you grow up?" He asked her.

"Around Colchester." She said with a shrug before setting down her spoon and sipping her tea as well. "You?"

"Right around here. Hereford." He replied as he set down his cup and rested his right hand over hers again, fiddling with her feminine hand with his calloused hands, admiring the red nail polish she had put on.

"Big family?" She asked him with a cocked brow.

"Already asking me about my family, da'lin'? A bit eager, aren't ya?" John teased her while cocking his brow, then, slid closer again, lifting her hand up to his mouth and peppering a stupid kiss on the back of it.

"Oh, I'm sorry, 's it making it seem like I want to take yer last name or something, you big bastard?" She taunted in return, which earned her a laugh from him.

"You're a terrible woman, you know that?" He replied, causing her to roll her eyes. "God help the man who marries you one day."

Kathleen scoffed at him and rolled her eyes again. "And this is coming from the man that nearly groveled on his knees to ask me out?"

"I didn't grovel, you hellcat."

"Right, you just accosted me at work and begged me to go out with you, innit, John?"

John scoffed too but dropped another kiss on the back of her hand, and then over her fingers, and onto her palm, blue eyes glued to her brown ones.

There was something in his eyes, something in his kisses. Every nasty word they traded, paired with those stupid kisses of his, and his beard rubbing against her soft skin... She could see herself getting lost in it. In him.

"Didn't answer my question." She told him swiftly, changing the subject as she slipped her hand off his grasp and pushed his head back playfully by the forehead, before grabbing her cuppa and sipping it a bit more.

John didn't feel deterred, he simply slid over, wrapping an arm around the small of her back again and looking into her eyes from up close, even as she drank from her steamy tea cup, his lips almost pressed to it from the other side.

She regarded him through the steam, and over the rim of her cuppa, as if forcefully drawing out her sip of tea, to force him to wait, to have to answer her, the eye contact between them electric and full of heat.

"Just a younger sister." John finally gave in and replied, and so, she finally pulled back the cuppa and set it over the table again.

"Two sisters, two brothers." Kathleen replied in exchanged, which caused John's eyebrows to shoot up.

"Big fuckin' family, that there." John remarked, and she nodded in reply. "You're the big sister?"

"Second oldest." She replied, causing John to nod this time.

"No wonder you're so feisty, sweet'art."

"And no wonder you're such a cunt, John."

"Oh, are big brothers cunts for ya, are they?"

"They are. It's like they make it their life mission to be cunts to their little sisters."

"And you'd know it all about being a cunt, wouldn't ya?" John teased with a cocked brow.

Kathleen didn't deny it, she didn't even seem offended, she merely shrugged and smirked.

John's eyes caught the way the corner of her plump lips curled up in satisfaction and smugness, the cupid's bow well-defined even with just a light layer of peach coloured lipstick.

He leaned his head forward again, taking advantage of the cup no longer being in the way and, slowly, rubbed his lips against the corner of her mouth, his beard rubbing against her jaw and cheek.

His large nose brushed the side of her shorter, upturned one and, softly, he whispered against the skin of her cheek. "Should let me get you out of here..."

"And why would I do that, Jonathan?" Kathleen asked in return, playing coy.

As if her breathing hadn't already hitched in anticipation at the idea of what John was proposing, as if she hadn't been boldly staring a him and the way his clothes clung to his muscular body, the way his cologne wrapped around her like a cloud, as if his strong arm around her didn't make her want to mount him.

"If you keep saying my name like that..." John murmured under his breath as he pressed his lips to the corner of her mouth. Kathleen's hand slid down his stomach and over his belt buckle, before settling over the growing bulge in his blue jeans.

"Fuckin' 'ell... You'll be the fuckin' death of me, Kat." He added with a hiss, eyes fluttering a bit from the mere fact her hand was rubbing over his bulge under the table. "Let me take you out of here, sweet'art." He pleaded in a whisper.

"I don't know..." Kathleen continued teasing him in a coy tone. "I'm not really the type that goes to bed with a bloke on the first date... Not that this even counts as a first date." She added in a scathing tone, causing John to hiss again.

"Right... except I'm not a bloke... I'm a man." John murmured. "And this isn't a first date, according to you..." He listed off. "And... I don't plan on taking you to bed. I plan on watching you ride my cock in the back of my car..." He added, his blue eyes finding hers at the same time as she sucked her bottom lip behind her teeth.

Kathleen wished she could argue with him... But it's not every day that a man not only tolerates her attitude but hands it back equally. And, hell, she couldn't deny that John was attractive... Maybe a bit too attractive...

"So what do you say?" John added with a smirk.