Bad To The Bone - Week 1 | Mirror Fucking/Hair pulling
Summary - When hearts collide, Billy chooses to chase after the longing thoughts that have only you in the midsts of them all, the biggest halloween party ever hosted in the small town of Hawkins was his best bet to finally entice those very thoughtsâŠ
Pairings - Bully!Billy Hargrove x M!Reader
The cigarette hung loosely from his lips as he stalked the crowded room, his eyes lingering on the current sight before him. Steveâs hands were far to close for his liking, lightly grabbing at your swaying hips.
What had felt like an eternity, Billy slowly crept toward the two of you, anger and malice ran through his veins like the blood circulating his body had done, bubbling up, growing closer to a boiling point.
Steveâs lips felt warm against the crook of your neck, his teeth nibbling gently against the dampness. Although under the influence, you had no desire to stop him, not after the end of your mid-night rendezvous with the current king and bully of Hawkins High.
A slight shove had forced the ridiculed Steve into the wall beside the two of you, a harsh bang sounding out into the room, even with the noisy crowd of teenage students and the humming beats of madonnaâŠit was loud.
âWatch it asshole-â
Steve ushered out with a hiss. As if time itself was a concept, you stood, frozen. Billy stood with a proud smirk, his black, slightly damp leather jacket was hung open, showcasing the toned physique you were once frequented with.
âWatch what? I didnât do anythingâ
Billy tuts, his eyes flicking over to you, looking you up and down like he would his next meal, like a dangerous predator to itâs prey. A certain ache began to pool between your legs, what were once pale, your cheeks were now a deep shade of crimson, taking note of Billyâs looming figure.
âOh yeah? You wanna bet?â
Taking a puff of his cigarette, it goes back to laying loose between a shit-eaten grin, his tongue flicking over the orange tip. Billy had no time for games, nor Steveâs bullshit, instead he opted for the obvious choice, charging toward you with his fingerless leather gloves which eagerly wrapped around your bicep, yanking you toward the stairs.
âOh your in so much shit sweetheartâ
He half growled, half whispered, even with the music blaring and the crowd going back to dancing and chatting, Billy took himself seriously, only wanting you to know what was to follow as you stumbled up behind him, leaving a confused Steve, stammering around in the very same corner.
He hadnât bothered to look back, feeling how limp your wrist was within his grip had told him everything he needed to know, you had no fight to win, Billy had already won, more so with the dingy bathroom door flying open with a tug and a kick.
Thump, thump, thump. It rang through your ears like an alarm, heartbeat pacing like a jockey and itâs horse during a race, running quicker once the door slammed shut and the click of the lock latching away both your confidence and the thoughts of an impending escape.
He stood, flicking the cigarette bud onto the floor before raising one of his heavy boots, stomping the crisp leftovers into dust.
You watched the older male proceed to shake of his jacket, leaving him in just the denim jeans he was naturally acquainted with.
âYou better think twice before ever letting Harrington touch you like that again-â
Nodding was the only beneficial answer, earning a daring smirk from the manic jock before you. His golden locks were matted yet matched the darkness now claiming the once ocean blue eyes he usually sported, his hair resting against the sweaty tan skin that covered his innards.
His steps grew closer with each thump correlating with your heartbeat, black boots treading against the tiled floor toward you until his warm breath fanned lightly across your pink-dusted cheeks.
âBilly- please, it was nothing, j-just needed somethingâ
He tutted before pressing his body against you, pushing you further into the floral wallpapered brick behind, instantly making you feel small and defenceless.
âSave it- you need to learn a thing or twoâŠâ
Billy doesnât think twice, he normally doesnât before acting on said thoughts, twisting your body, roughly laying you stomach first against the counter top that faced the elongated mirror before you.
His body, warm and delectable now rolled into your arched form from behind, pushing most of his growing erection against you, forcing you to feel your own impending doom.
âYou should be thanking me sweetheart, you got this cock all to yourself and you were ready to throw it away like dog shit- fuckâ
You incoherently mumble a short ânoâ before pushing back momentarily, testing the waters. Luck had happened to be in your favour, a starving Billy, craving nothing but to ravish you groaned before pulling back.
It was easier to see this way, watching eager finger tips make quick work of his leather belt and crotch zipper, both thumbs hooking into the burgundy band of his boxers, wiggling them down slowly, past the light trimming of blonde pubes surrounding his veiny, thick base.
âCanât stop thinking about how easily you take this dickâ
Your tongue trails over your dry lips, watching as the band smoothly runs further down, catching on the moist tip before being completely removed, his cock bounces, loudly slapping into his toned abdomen, the head angry with urgency, a deep crimson in colour, he was thick from base to tip, a singular girthy vein running on the underside, splitting off just underneath the curve of his tip.
He chuckled at the reaction, watching as the same lips he used to get himself once in the janitor closet after gym class hung agape, eyes wide with earnest and adoration.
âDonâcha think Harrington would give it in so easy? Look at you, all dolled up for the wrong guy-â
You groan into the warm air of the now secluded space, the bathroom, although big felt small with the presence of Billy watching over you, his shadow looming in every corner from the dim strip light placed just above the mirror, forwarding his domineering ways.
âBilly- I got dolled up for youâŠâ
As if words were a dagger, sharp and pointy, cutting into his skin, seeping deeper and changing his whole point of view. It was clear now, from the tight, revealing light wash jeans that hugged every spot he had both discovered and devoured more then once to the dainty leather jacket that had you looking smaller then usual, swallowing you up.
âOh really? Fuck princess, you really know how to rile up a guyâ
His fingers tips scrambled from your inner thighs upward, towards the belt loops and eventually to the knot holding you together.
Billy had made quick work with your belt and jeans, unclasping the metal before roughly pulling down the tight denim that hugged you perfectly, followed by the white briefs unveiling the very source of his affliction and desire.
His cock, thick and heavy, laid perfectly between your crack, pulsing at the very thought of being inside once again, after weeks of having blue balls, it was his forbidden truth to feel you all over again, like the first.
âHarrington could never- you really think he could fuck you the way I do? Make you feel thingsâŠâ
Reaching down, a warm hand cups the base of your dick before slightly tugging, the leather cold against the warmth he was supplying. The moans that had forced themselves from deep within bubbled up into a whimper once surpassing your open lips.
His free hand managed to sneakily wrap itself within your hair, tugging harshly, you were not getting out of this, even if you had the choice.
âI wonât ask you again doll-â
You mumble a sharp, squeaky ânoâ once the angry tip rests softly against the puckered skin surrounding your entrance and Billyâs gateway into bliss. A few more tugs was all he offered up before removing his hand from your dribbling member, slightly patting at the pert globes you arched into him.
He chuckled cockily, his beer-soaked chest resting against your clothed back before looking up into the glass mirror. It was almost invigorating to see himself like this, to watch you wriggle with anticipation, giving in so easily, allowing Billy himself to guide you through his ecstasy, it was even better, a strangers bathroom had never brought him so much glory.
âAtta boy, come on, wonât you relax for me, let me in sweetheartâŠâ
He slips in with ease, creating a stretch that burned like the sun, growing with each passing inch, watching as his tongue danced against your neck, how your features twisted with painâŠthen pleasure.
âLook at yourself-â
He settles against you before pressing his hips flush against your own, filling you up, warm and thick in your gut. Tear-stained eyes flick up to settle on his baby blues that twitched with lust, his smirk big and proud, almost intimidating.
âThatâs it- thatâs my pretty boy, such a sweet thing for me, all for meâ
He panted before pulling completely back with an audible pop, watching his cock bob, he ushered himself back in to the hilt with a loud slap, this was something Billy would never forget, clearly.
âKeep your eyes on me princess-â
You did, watching him roll his hips, feeling each inch slip and slide against your velvet walls, his tip edging itâs way back and forth, watching your eyes roll back in ecstasy.
âBill- Billy, please-â
You gasp before he presses fully forward, pushing against your pleasure spot and watching you gasp, tongue licking at dry lips. Once again you find his eyes, blushing at the wet laps he gives your neck.
âYouâll think twice next time hmm?ââŠ
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SAW SOME THINGS ON THE OTHER SIDE ||[61K, Larry, M] || a fic by we-are-the-same (AO3) aka @so-why-let-your-voice-be-tamed
When Louis moves into the mansion heâs inherited from his great grandfather, he has a plan that consists of three things. One, heâs going to finish writing the next novel in his series. Two, heâs finally going to get over his ex-fiancĂ©. And three, while battling writerâs block and having to resist the urge to kill off the main character in his books â the hot detective based on his ex-fiancĂ© â heâs going to restore the mansion to its former glory.
Unfortunately, Louisâ plan doesnât take into account the fact that instead of writing murder mysteries, he will find himself in one
fic written for @onedirectionbigbang | featuring artwork by @monpetithl
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headcanon where reader has a praise kink and Felix knows whatâs up!!!
thank you for this headcannon, I hope you enjoy đ«¶đ»
more requests coming soon xx
smut minors dni! đ not proof read
okay so felix loves to praise you, because you really are his best girl. felix adores calling you his âgood girl,â praising you as you cum but also while he cums.
he loves to see you with his cock in your mouth. âyouâre taking me so well, love. thatâs it right there darling,â he coos and praises. his praise only spurs you into wanting to please him more.
felix can be rough in bed, so he wants you to know how well you are taking him. he always kisses you and praises you. he knows how to get you aroused and calmed down. you are puddy in his hands.
felix likes to make you cum over and over again, giving you pleasure gives him pleasure. âlook at you, coming undone for me. thatâs my sweet good girl,â felix praises you, as he moves in and out of your overstimulated pussy.
he also enjoys getting you worked up and teasing you, âbe a good girl fâme yeah?â felix teases, running a hand through your wet folds. a thumb gently rubbing your swollen clit. a moan escapes your lips.
felix LOVES hearing the noises you make, because he wants to be the only person told get you to make them. heâs very possessive too and wants to be the only person to hear you moan.
at saltburn, felix and you would find a secluded place near the lake or the maze. he likes the idea of you fucking him in a public setting.
felix also likes to give his good girl hickies. âiâm gonna mark you up good girl, show everyone who you belong to.â He says as he sucks and nips at your collarbone.
thatâs my brain rotting smut for yall, hope you enjoyed đ«¶đ»
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abby finding out about ur hand/arm kink (a lil self indulgent butđ§ââïžđ§ââïž) very smutty
she started to notice your gaze drifting to her muscular arms and pretty hands, a few times. maybe it was just a coincidence, she thought to herself. surely if you liked something like that, sheâd know about it by now?
wrong. it was a secret to be kept, but evidently not well. when you two cuddle you grab her hand, commenting how much smaller yours is, and how big hers are. it was suspicious, but she let it go.
she only realized when she was fucking you, your legs shaking. shoving two fingers down your throat seemed to make you not only cum faster, but completely gush around her cock.
âshit, squeezing around me so hard. what if iâŠâ she paused, flipping you onto your stomach, her cock still deep inside you. âabs, whatâre you-!!â she began to pound you, a hand wrapping around your throat, the other holding your hip.
âdonât act so shocked, princess. i know how long youâve wanted my hands around your throat.â she lowered to whisper in your ear, a warmth filling your cheeks.
âcmon baby, want you to cum around my cock. wanna feel that pussy gush fâme.â
god, her voice alone drove you crazy. âfuck!! abs, i!!â you cried out, biting on your bottom lip to try and keep the noises to a minimum.
but she wouldnât slow. âthatâs it, baby,â she cooed, her breath brushing against your ear. âyou can do it. use that pretty dumb little head of yours.â
a/n; i think my ellie fic was a flop but itâs okayđ§ââïžđ§ââïžsub ellie isnât common anyways. hope yall enjoy this a little moređ«¶đœ
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heartbeat- oscar piastri
summary- oscar is dating a actor, who happens to be sebastian's daughter
pairings- oscar piastri x actor!reader
authors note- hi guysss, so sorry for the lag Iâve been a little bit busy, hope you enjoyđ
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THE JPG CHRONICLES | PART 4
Scenario: in which the grid and fan favorite mclaren reserve driver opens a jpg account, but it isnât what was expected. this time around, yn ln finally reveals who her boyfriend is.
Pairing: f1 grid x fem!reader
A/N: guys, weâve made it to the last part of the jpg chronicles. i just want to thank everyone whoâs followed along with this and i hope you enjoy đ«¶đ» also paying homage to the pink and orange theme since all of the other parts use that!
PART 1 | PART 2 | PART 3
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yn.jpg VEGAS BABY âŒïž mom (my pr manager) said i canât say what i want to say about the race. she also said if you donât have anything nice to say, donât say it at allâŠso anyways vegas is pretty cool race aside đ„°
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yn.jpg shoutout to @/logansargeant for his first appearance on this account!
‷ logansargeant thank you yn
‷ yn.jpg your welcome!!
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norrisnation yn speaking for the lando girlies (gn) once again
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‷ yn.jpg babe i promise the bf reveal is coming. i have plans for it
‷ piastrispastry YOU GOT CALLED BABE BY YN YOU WIN AT LIFE
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racing.news sources say yn ln is âin troubleâ with mclaren team principal due to her second instagram account where she is notorious for posting funny pictures of her coworkers.
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mclaren canât take her anywhere đ«Ł
‷ ynln.official ENOUGH
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yn.jpg home is wherever he is. â€ïž
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yn.jpg back to our regularly scheduled program đŒ
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Think she grippinâ on my dick but thatâs my gun baby~
(Eren Y.)
A/n: Lil sum sumâ srry fa neglecting yall. My schedule is so fuckkkkkeedd. But, I got sum more âplugâ eren comin up for my luvz. Anyway I hope yall enjoy this my luvzđ«¶đœ!
Synopsis: First link w Eren Yeager after not seeing him in a long time. â„ïž
Warning (s): Gun kink , dirty talk, Eren talking you through it, Mentions of drugs, riding an inanimate object, f/m, Uhm like reader calls him sir? Pet names, Needy s*x, Smut, ovi. girl yk the deal 17+ around here!
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You kicked your feet while biting your bottom lip, âYeah, I know you miss me, baby.â You cheesed at his comments. Eren knew exactly what to say, his words were so sweet and slick. âOf course I miss you ren. When you gon come see me?â You heard his music blaring through his speakers. This boy really had you thinking about him every second of the day and night. âWhatchu mean? Iâm outside right now ma.â You nearly took flight running down to the front door. It felt like time was nothing more than a mere interference with your speed. You swung your door open , your smile instantly dropped looking at your empty driveway âFucking asshole, you lied.â He cackled as if you said something funny. âNah Iâm here.â He flicked his head lights grabbing your attention, you forgot his car was completely black. You didnât understand why he would make his Hellcat so dark. Didnât he want people to see it?
You smiled seeing him get out of his car, he looked so fucking fine in his Nike tech. To say you were nervous was an understatement, you were terrified. Knees nearly buckled as Eren approached the door. You gulped back your salvia, it felt like swallowing a golf ball. âHeyyy baby.â His lips met your cheek, itâs been so long since you saw Eren. His voice held a sweet tang and a long draw to it. His fragrance was a mix of Dior Sauvage and Backwoods. His eyes spoke for themselves; red and low. âErenâare you high?â you pulled his face closer to yours. Examining his eyesâyeah, he was fucking hammered. âWhen am I not?â He flashed his pearly whites, you always wonder how he got his teeth so nice and white. If perfection was a human it had to be him, there was no visible flaw within that man. âYou gonna smoke your brain away if you keep it up.â You closed the door and walked with him up to your bedroom. Eren looked at you with a soft expression, his eyes locked on to yours. âAww, you care about me, baby? Fine, I guess I have no choice but to do as you wish.âHe jokingly replied. Eren didnât have many people who cared for him, so it was nice to know you were one of the very few.
Eren found himself in your bed once again, he nuzzled into your neck while a basic Netflix movie played. He wasnât particularly interested in the movie, and you were aware of this. But he acted like he was excited to watch it. Your hands ran over his thigh grazing over his dick. Fingertips wrapping around it. âDamn Ren, you must be very happy to see me huh?â you giggle sinking into your bed lining. Eren's dark jade eyes met yours, the lower part of his face was covered by his hand. Unbeknownst to you, he had a new hand tattoo; a skeleton faceâdamn he looked fine. âThat ainât my dick, thatâs my gun baby.â He laid on his back, his shirt slightly lifting revealing the weapon. You couldnât resist wrapping your fingers around the handle of his gun; it was calling your name. You held it in your hand admiring the weapon, it alone held the power to remove a soul from this world.
âYou like it?â he took the gun away from your grasp. He parted your thighs placing the cold metal against your cunt. âYes sir.â You bit your lip at the sheer cold touching you. The hairs on your neck stood up, it was so dangerous, it turned you on. He slid your panties over letting the blistering cold metal meet your pussy. The gun started at a gentle pace, moving slowly against your clit. Erens lips occupied your neck; kissing and sucking it. His tongue lightly brushed over your collarbone, you felt his tongue piercing glide against your skin. You rutted hard against his gun trying to relieve the built-up pressure in your abdomen. You didnât want his gun, you wanted him. You wanted him to fuck you silly until you could no longer comprehend your surroundings. âFuucck, I need more ren, I need you.â The gun hastily left your thighs. âI need you too ma.â His mouth met his glock licking your slick off of it. Eren's lips pressed firmly together creating a âmmmâ sound. He got on top of you pressing his chest against yours. You felt his bulge through his sweatpants, his dick was begging to be left free. He pulled his sweat pants down, just below his crotch panel. Your fingertips slipped under his elastic waistband; tugging his boxers downwards. His dick pounced out, an angry red color washed over his tip. âFuck, itâs been too long.â He stroked his dick letting the bead of pre cum coat his tip. Eren slid inside inch by inch, he grunted feeling your heat. âDamn baby, I ainât fuck you good in a minute huh? You miss this dick?â You nodded quickly, yesâyou missed everything about him. His hand wrapped around your mouth looking at his tattoo covering your face. It turned him on seeing it on youâ whether his hand was around your throat, mouth, or ass. It always looked so perfect on you.
Eren tugged your shirt up watching your tits bounce as he pounded into you. You tried to push him away from overstimulating your cunt âNah, This what you wanted right? Take this dick.â He grabbed your legs and threw them over his shoulder, he fucked you faster making you scream out. You could have sworn you put holes in the sheets because you were gripping them so tightly. You threw your head back clenching around Erens cock. Your body jolted at your release, finally letting go of that pressure you once had. âAhh- fuck-â you moaned while subtly grinding against his abdomen. His pace faltered, but not ending, Eren didnât stop fucking you until he came all over your stomach. By then you were already on your third orgasm. He positioned himself beside you kissing your neck while tracing circles on your arm. âI know you love that shit.â He sighed, he was a fool for you as you were for him. He loved looking at your fucked out expression knowing he was the reason you looked like that.
âMhm, I do, I really fucking do.â He grabbed his gun again setting it down on your chest, âThatâs my favorite gun now, ima get your name carved in it.â That gun will forever be by his side from now on.
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4 my whores.
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the interview.
pairings: charles leclerc x fem!interviewer!reader.
warnings: none.
in which the internet notices a certain formula one driver in your instagram likes.
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yourusername still in shock rn. nyc is beautiful and interviewing the cast of challengers was such a huge moment đ«¶đ» amazing cast and brilliant movie!
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zendaya youâre literally the sweetest đ thank you for the interview! such a fun time!
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user3 girl you always have so much chemistry with the celebrities you interview
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user7 omg glad someone else noticed that! i wonder if sheâs going to interview some drivers
user4 yesss, do they know each other?
user63 no i donât think so, he doesnât follow her, maybe he has a crush đđ
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yourusername iâm out here in miami⊠đŽ
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user42 iconic caption, youâre iconic
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charles_leclerc i was right, whatâs my prize?
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user7 CHARLES?? WHAT? WHAT DOES THIS MEAN?
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f1 excited for this weekâŠđđ
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user7 y/n l/n in her f1 era?? is she going to do the driver interviews for the miami gp?
user12 i hope so, sheâs amazing
user92 miami?? charles in the likes?? charles is in miami?? the miami gp is coming up?? is this a hint y/n??
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yourusername loving miami and the atmosphere. the first round of interviews with the @.f1 drivers is out now, i hope you guys enjoy because i definitely did, such wonderful and inspiring people! see you guys tomorrow đđ
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f1 thank you! you are incredible and weâre honoured to have you joining us this week!
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mclaren 𧥠thanks for interviewing us
user12 ferrari boys next?!
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user54 gorgeous as always
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pierregasly alpine next?
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charles_leclerc iâm ready for my interview y/n
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charles_leclerc deal. what flavour?
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joaofelix79 when are you going to interview me?!đŻ
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yourusername all of the formula one interviews are officially posted on my youtube channel! hope you all love them and got some new and fun information on your favourite drivers! xx đïžđ
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user12 the tension in the charles interview?? insanity
user82 sheâs better than me i wouldâve been folding and on my knees in seconds with the way charles was acting
charles_leclerc going to miss seeing you around, had fun talking with you
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user7 yâall are fucking with me ik youâre going to film more interviews togetherâŠright?
user45 ASK HER OUT CHARLES
user9 petition for more interviews with y/n and charles
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f1 hopefully youâll be working with us again in the future âșïž thank you for everything!
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yourusername wow i guess my interviewing skills are 10/10, so good you had to ask me out
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ELLO GOVNA, I hope you're doing wonderful.đđI have just a short request
Established relationship Alastor x fem reader who likes to wear lingerie to bed. Or just because she finds herself pretty in it, with literally zero intent to seduce Alastor, she just loves to wear em..(and she'll go all out when it comes to it, even wearing the long sheer robe that has the faux fur) Could be smut or fluff I don't mindâŠmaybe even both đ
I just simply adore your writing, so I had to request this.đ«¶
zuddeeee iâm so sorry for getting this to you so late! i loved this so much but struggled writing it for some reason! i hope this is good and that you enjoy it thank you so much for the request, praise and your patience it means the world to me đ
warnings: SMUT 18+ yall, fem reader no pronouns used aside from âyouâ, alastor isnât completely sex averse but thereâs areas of discomfort mentioned, alastors magic used, reader tops not in a dominating sense but literally on top, alastors antlersss, kinda short smut part maybe? hmmm what else, not proof read because i was so anxious to get this out lmk if you see mistakes! swearing, hmmm thatâs it i think
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Alastor made the rare decision to actually go to bed with you tonight. It wasnât like Alastor didnât want to sleep in bed with you no, that wasnât the case at all. More so, he wae just so busy, not to mention he could never find himself fully asleep, the deer aspect of himself left him jumping awake at any tiny sound his sensitive ears could pick up. That would be too cruel to you, keeping you up with his pitiful nonsense.
However you insisted he slept with you tonight, for some reason youâd been more clingy then usual, perhaps it was just that stage in the relationship, or perhaps heâd been away too long without notice? Whatever the case mattered not to him, he just knew you were clingy and heâd be a monster to deny you of his affections. Tying his red bathrobe closed, Alastor kicked off his deer slippers and sat back in bed with a book. Despite being in bed, his suit was still on beneath his bathrobe, feeling still hesitant to let himself get fully comfortable.
Smooth jazz hummed from Alastor filled the room as he waited for you to join him. He wasnât privy to your nightly habits, so he had no idea how long youâd take before you returned. Alastor thought it was rude and intrusive to stick his nose into what a lady did before bed, no matter how long your relationship had lasted he wanted you to be able to have your privacy within life. I curling your nightly rituals within the bath and bed room.
Light spilt out from the brightly lit bathroom, lighting up the dim room. Alastors head turned towards the noise of the door and light on the floor, eyes widening at the sight before him. You began walking toward the bed, a long silky robe flowing with every step you took, through peaks and openings Alastor saw your skin, and where he didnât see skin he saw deep burgundy lace.
His tail made movements beneath him as he watch you drop the robe, slipping down your figure and onto the floor just by your side of the bed. You faced his eyes with your body clad in luxurious looking lingerie, something heâd only ever seen in hell on skimps; never yourself. âMy dear, whatâs this?â His tone was teasing as you slipped underneath the cover, sitting up against the headboard with him. âWhat do you mean hun?â Alastor raised his eyebrows at you, surprised by then genuine confusion in your tone and eyes.
âAhhh I see my dear! Subtly indicating itâs time for some good olâ barney mugging!â Alastor chortled out tilting his head along with his laughter. You didnât hide the confusion on your face at his words, rarely did Alastor catch you off guard with his weird old timey speech, but this one had you puzzled. âGood old what now?â Alastors tendrils came of from beside you and tugged you into his side, nestling you underneath his arm, and pressing you to his chest. âMischievous little you, always making me say thee uncomfortable terms; sex. You dressed up so desirably, and wanted to stay tonight because you wanted attention.â Alastor whispered softly down to you, as you twisted your head up from your awkward position to meet his gaze.
Smiling softly, you pat his chest softly giving in, and coiling around him as if he were your teddy bear. âAl, I didnât dress up to try and get sex out of you, I genuinely just wanted to have you next to me tonight! I always dress like this for bed, youâd know if you came to bed more.â You lightly jab, still smiling sweetly at the deer above you. His eyes flickered with varying emotions that you couldnât quite pick up on, although his smile never faltered remaining the same throughout. âI didnât think anybody wore those types of garments to sleep.â Alastor admitted slumping further down on the headboard of the bed, he didnât feel ashamed of jumping to conclusions on the type of outfit you doted, however he was still racking his brain on the fact you just wanted him here; why?
âYou should really change too Al, these ainât comfy.â You muttered nuzzling yourself into his neck, the tips of his hair tickling your face, and his pesky suit collar getting in the way. âDarling iâm the radio demon, demons donât undress.â Humming absentmindedly in response, your hand danced down his chest, caressing the large quantity of fabric that seperated your hand from his chest. Reaching the belt in his robe, you were easily able to untie it, and your hands made there way back up to unbutton every button your fingers touched. Alastors static flickered with warning, but you knew heâd never hurt you like that, so to you it was no more threatening that a disapproving look.
Although he didnât like the idea of being in a vulnerable position where anybody could catch him lacking, he allowed you to undo the buttons in his top slowly, even helping you at times when you couldnât get one undone. âi know youâre uncomfortable at times, but you donât have to be naked, just more relaxed.â You say as his white button up was finally opened, leaning back from your position you tugged at the robe indicating you wanted it off. Following in suit, Alastor sat up with a flat hum falling out of him, you wasted no time pulling off the robe, jacket and button down shirt all at once, before chucking it off onto the floor.
âI love your flesh, yâknow that?â You coo, running your hand over every scar and decorated line that scattered across his body. You flopped back on the bed with a smile, Alastor slowly lowering himself beside you right after. âFor a sinner who isnât a cannibal my dear, that was awfully cannibalistic of you.â You grinned at him, scooting up beside him and repositioning yourself under his chin. âWhat can I say, youâre rubbing off on me.â Alastors hand came down the back of your head and trailed down your back, toying with the lace and band of your brassiere. âI still think you should take off your suit pants, by the way.â You muttered eyes blinking slowly, feeling exhaustion wash over your body in waves, there was something about being settled down neck to Alastor that made you feel sleepier than before.
âHmm, sâpose I could indulge you this once.â Alastor grumbled succumbing to your wishes, with one hand he unbuttoned his slacks and unzipped his zipper, then with the help of his tentacles he pulled his pants off and tossed them aside. Your leg immediately came up to wrap around his torso, feeling his warm flesh beneath your thigh and calf was enough to make you slightly throb, which made you feel a bit guilty; after all you said you werenât seducing him. Thankfully as your leg rested underneath his bellybutton on his pelvis, you felt shivers run through him, which he tried and failed to play off as a yawn.
Guess you werenât the only one thinking naughty tonight. âWould youâŠâ You trail quietly wondering if you should ruin the soft moment between you two. You heard a staticky hum sound from Alastor, almost like a rattle, and decided to simply go for it. âWould you like it if I was trying to seduce you? Would you wanna lil barney- whatever.â You breath out a laugh at the silly term. Alastor hummed thoughtfully, his claw tracing up your back with slow purpose. Alastor didnât feel as though he knew how to answer, yes he did enjoy the indulging act every now and again with you, however it could be tedious at times.
âCan i ride you?â You blurt out sitting up. Alastors ears flickered rapidly as his eyes widened, his smile barely faltered but everything you needed to know was in his eyes and ears. Smiling coyly, you bring your own clawed hand up to caress his face. âDo your cheeks get tired from all the smiling?â You asked slowly and gently shifting your hips on top of his own, setting yourself down on top of him, lent forward toward his face. âPainfully so,â Alastor whispered his static gone as he watched through lidded eyes you grind your body against his own slowly. âI bet youâre so tired all the time honey, you need to be taken care of.â You cooed pecking his chest, below you cold feel the swell in his boxers, the lights in the room also began to act up.
âAbsolutely done in my dear,â Alastor responded lowly his hands coming up carefully to your hips. âDo you intend to help me?â You nodded with a smile, and dropped your core down onto his aching bulge. With a hiss Alastor gripped your hips, nails cutting into you as you carefully grind your clothed core against him. Anticipation bubbled within you and you held back the strong urge to quicken your speed and ravage him fully, but you knew how Alastor felt and didnât want to secretly overwhelm him in an uncomfortable way.
Lifting your hips, Alastor tried to yank you back down to him with a static growl coming from him. You tsked at him, fighting against his strength and reaching below your bodies to carefully release him from his briefs. âDonât fight me Alastor, I'm just trying to help.â You grinned pulling the pricey pair of panties aside, revealing the glisenting of your heat. Alastor watched eyes wide as you slid slowly against his length, folds encasing his cock and covering him with your arousal. Alastors hands came down to grip the sheets, hoisting himself up slightly with his elbows to watch your sinful display.
You watched the gears turn in Alastors head, it was obvious to you how hard he was struggling to let you maintain the control. His ears were drooped down to the sides of his head, his smile lessened and struggling to stay high as you teased him. You set you body down fully feeling the head of him poke at your sensitive clit, making you jolt your mouth falling open into a silent moan. Alastor hissed like a snake, air escaping through his clenched teeth as you dragged your hips back and forth against him slowly.
Alastor was always in control when you two had sex, it was the only way heâd have it typically, let him maintain his image and aesthetics of control, being subservient just didnât suit him. God forbid anybody walk in to see the state he was in. Alastor tensed at the thought, head craning towards the unlocked door, his eyes widening. He didnât like feeling anxiety but he did feel it now, and he feels it anytime heâs put in these positions he hated it. The sensation in his stomach made him want to pull his hair out, the feeling of fear making him feel insane. How could someone like him feel these stupid emotions?
âHey,â You whispered, halting your movements, and slowly resting your hand on his cheek. You noticed his demeanour suddenly shift as he began eyeing the door, your gaze followed but it was lacklustre as there was nothing there. âAl, we can stop if youâd like?â Alastors hair was puffed like a cat and his ears were pinched back instead of their previous position relaxed at the sides. âWeâre just so terribly exposed my dear,â Alastor muttered glaring at the door. âMay I⊠alter, our surroundings?â You watched him trail decisively, trying to remain indifferent on the outside when clearly he was squirmy. âSure thing hun, do as you need.â
Smiling you watched as his demeanour shifted from on edge to confident, the hair on his head once puffed now relaxed. Smooth jazz filled the surroundings, reverberating off the walls and around the room, then your jaw dropped slightly as you watched Alastors magic to encase you safely in the wispy dome he conjured around the bed. Your eyes casted down at him, eyebrow quirked with disbelief, he only grinned cheekily up at you, arms finding their way to rest behind his head. âAhh safe and sound my dear, where no sneaky prying eyes could see your beauty, and my fragility.â A soft laugh track played out at his exclamation, and unknowing admission of his feelings.
Angling your hips forward and down you reviled in the feeling of him twitching needily against you. âI suppose you are right, I admit Vox makes me paranoid.â Alastors static crackled madly at the mention, normally he didnât let himself get away with showing this type of anger towards such a lowlife, but the admission that Vox put you on edge? That pissed him off. âRelax Al, i know you can take of me if I need it.â You assure petting his hair affectionately, which he typically didnât enjoy but for the moment he allowed it.
His grin was calm as he found his zen again, relaxing into the mattress and the feeling of you squirming above him. With a hum Alastor pulled his hands out from behind him and snaked them beneath you two, grasping his dark grey member that was covered in your slick arousal. âI think itâs enough teasing dear, itâs beginning to become ever so painful.â He teased with a coy tone in his voice, you whined as he prodded your entrance slipping in the head of his cock with ease. You heard a echoed hiss of feedback play out of the static as he slid deeper into you, your back arching as you felt yourself sink down fully. âOh shit Al, i know I'm gonna cum fast.â You whined, already rocking yourself against him. Alastor was as stiff as a board, his hands reactively flying back to your hips digging his nails into them, as he strained against the animalistic urges to ram into you like the wild animal he was.
His antlers grew large, spanning across the length of the bed as you began to ride him, his knees coming up giving you something to grab onto. All that could be heard, was the distracting jazz, and the echoing skin slapping that reverberated through the bubble. Alastors nostrils flare at the smell of you encasing him, he tried to hide the whines he made by swallowing but it was no luck once you began to clamp down on him. Crying out loudly you fell forward hands on each side of him as you crazily fucked yourself on him, selfishly chasing your own orgasm. Although Alastor didnât mind, he felt himself holding on to the edge of his climax as he watched your face contort and listened to your pleas for him. A ballistic growl ripped out of Alastors chest as he came, giving into the desire to be disgustingly horny; he encased your hips with his arms, moaning your name into your ear as he thrusted into your body vigorously.
You gripped his antlers as he did so, feeling your clit bump against his pubic hair and flesh, you could feel yourself getting so close but this one was dragging out. You begged Alastor not to stop as you throbbed and clenched, and when you did Alastor pulled his head back to meet your lips. His tongue sliding into your mouth, warm lips against your own and clashing teeth was enough to make you come. Your body convulsed against his, whining and crying into his mouth as you made a mess of him and your bed. After a moment where you both rode out your high, you finally detached from the lips, your bodyâs simultaneously falling back, his against the bed and your body against his. Alastors magic collapsed around you, the shield once encasing you gone, the jazz that once carried through the crackled off moments ago. The two of you panted, wordlessly recouping. âI think iâll sleep with you more often dear, i have to admit, that was quite the sleeping aid.â
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because i liked a boy - LN4
pairing: lando norris x ex!singer reader (fc: madison beer)
summary: after months of excessive and unnecessary hate you release a song to tell your side of the story
authors note: i decided to create a character for this, isla, you never see her just in this situation she is âoliviaâ. isla is famous in this but not a singer!! i will NEVER forget the way i felt when i listened to this song for the first time,, enjoy!!
authors note 2: i honestly hate this so much but ive had no motivation so i just pulled this out of the depths. i literally have no clue on what i want to do next so i might just be doing silly filler things until i figure it outđ«
warnings: death threats!! basically anything mentioned in because i liked a boy
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user7 stop teasinggggđwe need the new music
user10 starving for new music
user31 slut!!
user15 leave!!!
user63 wait why are people hating on her? what did i miss??
user5 isla did an interview talking about why her and lando broke up and shaded yn for âbreaking them upâ, basically calling yn the other woman
user7 but also nothing has been confirmed by lando or yn plus lando and yn been broken up for like 10 months so i dont really understand why its getting brought up now
alex_albon new music soonđ«Ł
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Day 34. i <3 chicken quesadillas
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user17 we love this content
user8 looks tasty, food looks good too!!
user82 remember that stream where lando and yn made quesadillas while they listened to black eyed peas?
user2 yes!! i loved that stream so much :â)
user103 why would you get with a homewrecker??
user6 yn is such a slut
user7 why are you guys bringing up yn? not only that why are you only blaming yn??
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user10 music lyric??
user81 NEW MUSIC?? SOON?? PLEASE??
user73 yall love supporting a reboundđ„±
user90 k1ll yourself!!
user83 no one cares
user6 jesus the sluts back
user14 yall love to say your hate her and yet here you are..being obsessed
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thank you. thank you so so much. i truly cannot express the love i felt tonight when singing my new song. thank you from the bottom of my heartâ€ïžâđ©č
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user10 oh im in love with you
user16 you are so special to me
user82 hearing this live healed me :â)
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user66 this song just changed my life
user73 i hope everyone shuts the fuck up now..
user99 you never deserved this, we love you so muchâčïž
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Massage
Summary: You give Price a massage after he gets back from a particularly hard deployment.
Pairing: John Price x fiancée!reader
Word Count: ~1.5k
Warnings: mentions of injury(nothing too graphic), light sexual mentions, John Price(because let's be honest this man is a warning okay), fluff, 18+ MDNI
A/N: So Price won by a landslide in the pollđ here's one of the fics I had planned so I hope yall enjoy! I did right this pretty drunk so apologies if it isn't great
Also, I didn't expect so many people to vote so thank you all so much!đđ«¶đŒ Requets are also open!! Feel free to send in whatever you want just make sure it follows my blog rules! I've also got a few more fics in my drafts as well :)
***beware of typos(I tried my best to catch them all)
John turned the ignition off and his truck came to a stop. He looked at the house the two of you shared and smiled as he took in the warm glow coming from the window. Before you came into his life the house was cold and dark; he preferred coming home to this rather than the dark windows he used to. John opened the door and stepped out, wincing as he irritated the bruised muscles. This last deployment was harder than most; although everyone made it back alive, and for that he was thankful, going hand-to-hand with a mercenary ended with the mercenary dead but John fell from a metal walkway grate to the ground below. It resulted in a number of bruises, scratches, and a sprained shoulder.
John lifted his duffle bag out of the back seat and thought about how you would fret over the bruises that blemished his skin. You always checked him when he came home to see if he gained any new scars or broken body parts and he found it endearing. He walked slowly toward the door, his sore body preventing him from going faster. He dug in his pocket for his key and slipped it into the lock before stepping inside. âLove Iâm home,â He called out, setting his duffle bag down by the door with a sigh of relief to have the weight off of his injured shoulder; he had a brace that kept him from moving his shoulder but it did nothing for the annoying pain of putting weight on it.
âBack here!â He heard your voice coming from the shared bedroom so he toed off his boots and walked down the hallway. He saw soft light coming from the bathroom and when he walked in he saw something that made his breath catch in his throat. You were in the bathtub with your hair loosely pulled back and sipping on a glass of wine, candles casting a warm illuminating glow. It wasn't anything overly sexual but it still made his face flush; here he was nearing forty and you made him feel like a school boy. âHey love,â he said, taking in the sight of you before bending down and giving you a kiss. âIâm so glad youâre home,â You said, a heavy weight finally lifting off your chest at seeing your fiancĂ©e back in one piece. The black brace over his beige shirt was not lost on you but you didnât say anything as you decided it was not as bad as it could be. âHowâs the bath?â John asked. âYou could always join me and find out,â You said, taking a sip of the red wine, looking at him over the rim of the glass. âNow how could I say no to that?â He smirked.
He took off the brace that was nothing but uncomfortable before undoing his belt and stripping off his pants. He slipped off his shirt, wincing as his shoulder twinged, and heard you gasp. âJohn!â You did your once over to ensure he hadnât come home severely injured when your eyes landed on the bruises that colored his torso. âWhat the hell happened?â You asked, wincing when you thought about what couldâve caused such bruises. âIf I told you that love, youâd be even more frantic,â He chuckled. âDonât laugh John!â You chastised. John slipped in behind you after stripping completely, groaning at the warm water, and let you rest against him. âIâm sorry love but donât freak out too much,â He replied. âThey really do look worse than they are,â He added, planting a kiss on your head. He felt you relax more, as if you were afraid of hurting him, and he sighed. The weight of you pressed against him was actually comforting and he wrapped his arms around you. âAt least you came home to me alive,â You said. âJust like I promised,â John replied, a long sigh leaving his body.
The two of you just sat there for a little while, your thumb absentmindedly grazing Johnâs arm; grateful to have your fiancĂ©e back. You felt him rest his head on your shoulder and his weary body sagged as he relaxed. You shifted and accidentally pressed your weight on one of Johnâs bruises and he grunted. âIâm sorry babe!â You said, turning around to sit on his lap carefully trying to avoid the purple-ish tender spots. âDonât worry Iâm tougher than I look,â He joked, running his hands along your sides. âYou know,â You started, wrapping your arms around his neck. âI think I know of a way to make you feel better,â You said in a slow voice. âOh yeah? I think Iâm liking where this is going,â John replied, planting a kiss on your nose, then your cheeks, and finally your lips. âHmm⊠I like the way you think but I was actually thinking about a massage,â You said. âHelp those aching muscles,â You offered and smiled as he smirked. âNow thatâs a good way to welcome a man home,â he said with a cheeky grin. âWhy donât you go lay on the bed and Iâll dry off and get the oil,â You suggested and stepped out of the tub.
You felt Johnâs hungry eyes on you and you grinned; John always made you feel desirable even on your worst day. You heard the water splash as John stepped out after pulling the plug, dripping water on the floor. You wrapped yourself in a towel and felt him swat your ass, eliciting a squeal out of you as he laughed. âDonât take too long,â He said. John also grabbed a towel and quickly dried himself, being mindful of his injuries, and pulled on a clean pair of boxers. You emerged from the bathroom with a bottle of baby oil and saw John lounging on the bed, his pupils blown wide with lust as he watched your towel clad body. âSee something you like?â You teased, before dropping the towel leaving you stark naked and John groaned. âI think you should stay like this all the time,â He said, a bit disappointed when you pulled on a bra and panty set. âI suggest you settle down; youâre not exactly in peak condition for sex,â You chuckled. âCome on turn over,â You said, and waited until he was laying on his stomach, arms relaxed.
You got on top of him and straddled his hips, taking notice of the scratches on his back. There were several silver lines across his body from his several years of military service. You had counted every scar on his body countless times so you could always know when he got new ones. But these scratches were new; red and fresh in contrast to the silver healed scars. You squirted a quarter sized amount of baby oil on your hands, rubbed them together, and pressed your hands firmly on Johnâs back. Using light pressure you began to knead his shoulders, mindful not to press too hard on his injured one, and firmly moved down to his lower back. âJesus love,â John groaned. John felt himself further relax as you helped ease his aching muscles. You used your thumbs to press into his lower back and rub in small circles before continuing those small circles all the way up his back to his neck.
You loved feeling his skin underneath your hands; the way his muscles rippled when you touched him and it made you feel good that you were able to give him this attention. You heard grunts and moans as you continued to work on his back and shoulders, slowly massaging away the tension that rested in his muscles. You felt your tough military husband become putty under your hands and you couldn't help but grin. âYou know I was thinking,â you said, feeling him tense as you needed a particularly large knot at the base of his neck. âWhat's that love?â He grunted, his voice slurring slightly as your hands slowly lulled him closer to sleep. âI know we had plans to go to that new French place for dinner but maybe we could stay in tomorrow?â You suggested to him. âMaybe just stay in bed and order takeout,â you continued, applying a little more oil onto your hands and rubbing your hands down his arms as he lazily nodded his head. âWould you like that?â You asked. When you didnât get a response you looked down at his languid form and realized his breathing had become deeper and he started to snore a little. You smiled and slowly got off his back, careful not to wake him, and pulled the covers over him. âGood night John,â you whispered, planting a kiss on his cheek and turning off the lamp before climbing in bed next to him. You soon fell asleep and slept better than you had in months.
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I have a question for a Matt fic if you canât do it thatâs fine, Could you possibly do a matt version of vie (I think thatâs it idk) if you want to and can đđ«¶đ»
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Pairing: Matt Sturniolo X Female Reader
Synopsis: Y/N absolutely hates Matt with a burning passion. Nick and Chris get fed up with them after hearing them argue on their road trip. What happens when he locks them in a hotel room together??đŁïž
Warningsâ ïž: SMUTTTTT. Nothing too crazy though. This is also for another request I got for enemies to lovers with Matt where they travel far and stop in different hotels and have to stay together LOL. Also I was half asleep writing this, so I hope yall enjoyđ€
Song for the imagine: Back to the Old House-The Smiths
â ïžThis is an 18+ imagine, so minors do not interact, or do??â ïž
And you never knew
How much I really liked you
Cause I never even told you
Oh, but I meant to
Are you still there?
I felt my eye twitching, my head spinning and my jaw hurting from the fake smile I had plastered on my face.
âA road tripâŠhow funâ I said through my teeth looking at Nick
âI figured since we have this whole month why not just drive through a couple of states you knowâ he said
âAnd you want me to come?â I asked furrowing my brows
âYes we doâ Chris said
âNot meâ Matt shot out
I looked over at Matt giving him a death stare and rolling my eyes.
âI mean Iâm happy staying here you know. Why donât you guys go as brothers and enjoy this time for yourselvesâ I said looking back at Nick
âWe really want you to come though like badly, and you can split the driving with Matt since we canât drive for shitâ he said pointing between him and Chris
âUghhh fine Iâll goâ I said throwing myself back on the bed
âTrust me weâd be fine without youâ Matt said smacking my head
âFuck offâ I said slapping his hand away
âMatt literally shut the fuck upâ Nick said
A few days had passed and it was now time to venture out to some random states. I wasnât even sure what to pack, but all I know is I had a huge suitcase and a duffel bag. I mean you canât be too sure right?
I had driven to the triplets house since we were taking their bigger car. When I pulled up Matt was packing some stuff into the trunk while Chris and Nick walked back into the house
I parked my car and got out grabbing my suitcase and my duffel bag
âThe fuck did you pack for?â Matt said looking over his shoulder
âA fucking road trip are you an idiot?â I said placing my duffel bag on my suitcase
âYouâre acting like youâre moving or some shitâ he said laughing
âI like to have options since I actually have a sense of style unlike you, so buzz offâ I said rolling my eyes at him
âPacked for a fucking runway show or some shitâ he said
I pushed him out the way to look at the trunk
âMatt what the fuck is this?â I said looking at him
âUhh looks like suitcases and bags to meâ he said shrugging his shoulder
âNo shit smart ass. You packed this car horribly. Let me fix itâ I said
âKnock yourself outâ he said
I had removed some suitcases and bags, and I got to a larger bag in the back of the trunk. Sliding it forward
âOkay princess hold thisâ I said looking over at Matt
âFuck youâŠ.calling me princessâ he said rolling his eyes
âWell you watched me undo all this without offering a hand, so yes you are a princess, now hold this pleaseâ I said trying to give him the heavy duffel bag
âNo im goodâ he said smiling at me and crossing his arms over his chest
I looked at him blinking, and I lifted the bag up, throwing it over my shoulders, and letting it crash to the concrete pavement.
âSuit yourself thenâ I said shrugging my shoulders
âARE YOU FUCKING CRAZYâ Matt yelled leaning off of the car and walking over to the bag
âAww it mustâve slippedâ I said grabbing my duffel bag off of my suitcase, and rolling my suitcase
âYouâre a bitchâ he said opening the bag that Iâm assuming was his and looking inside of it
I rolled my suitcase past him and lifted my duffel bag up to put it over my shoulder letting it hit Matt in the head.
âSo Iâve been toldâ I said laughing at him
âThis has filming equipment in it, my equipment to be exact. Youâre lucky it didnât breakâ he said standing up
âIâm actually pretty sad it didnât breakâ I said frowning
Matt scoffed at me and walked into the house. Leaving me alone to finish packing the trunk up correctly. Soon they all came back out, and got ready to get in the car
Matt shoved past me to get in on the drivers side. I lost my footing and gave him a dirty look
âI hate youâ I said to him
âFeelings mutual donât worryâ he said smiling at me
âCan you guys just not fight for once. I have not spent a single day with you guys in two years where there was no fighting going onâ Nick said
âI try my best, but he really knows how to get under my skinâ I said
âTell me about it, but please I canât handle a road trip with Matt in a pissg moodâ Chris said
âOkay okay Iâll be niceâ I said throwing my hands up in defense
Chris sat in the passenger seat, I sat behind Matt and Nick sat behind Chris. It was a pretty decent car ride for the most part. We were driving north at first.
Occasionally Iâd look into the rear view mirror sometimes catching Mattâs eyes. But always looking away. But we kept locking eyes accidentally
âStop looking at me like a creepâ Matt said
âIâm not trying to look at you. Everytime I look up you happen to also be lookingâ I said getting annoyed
âUhh yeah itâs the rear view mirror, I have to see whatâs happening behind me on the roadâ he said shaking his head
âLiterally shut up before I lose itâ I said sighing
âWhatever..â he said rolling his eyes at me
We had been through three states already. We fought the whole time driving, we fought at every stop, we fought for every meal. Chris and Nick were growing frustrated. I think Matt and I didnât even enjoy our stay in these states because we spent the whole time arguing.
In these three states Chris and Nick forced us to stay in a hotel room together. This was the worst idea in the world because this made us fight more.
The first hotel we stood in, Matt kept turning the light on every five minutes to piss me off, and then he talked the whole night. The second hotel we stayed at, Matt threw ice cold water on me the morning we were heading out while I was showering. The third state we got to there was only one sink, and Matt and I woke up late, so we were rushing. First he took an extra long shower using the hot water, so my shower was cold. Then we had to brush our teeth at the same time.
I leaned over to spit into the sink when suddenly I felt Matt hovering over me. He spat his toothpaste in my hair. My jaw dropped and I let a gasp out
âYou did notâ I said looking up at him
âWhoops mustâve slippedâ he said shrugging his shoulders
I had no time to wash my hair so I had to wipe my hair with a wet towel, and hope for the best. I shoved past Matt packing my stuff up, and ignoring him as I made my way down to the lobby.
This incident was the icing on the cake. I was so angry. I wasnât the nicest to Matt, but spitting toothpaste in my hair was a low fucking blow.
As we got in the car and headed to get breakfast Chris opened his mouth
âIt smells like toothpasteâ he said laughing
âYeah thank your idiot brotherâ I said with a straight face
âWhatâd he do?â Chris asked turning back to look at me
âHe fucking spat toothpaste in my hair, and I had no time to shampoo it outâ I said rolling my neck
âMatt what the fuckâ Nick said getting annoyed
âIt was an accidentâ he said pouting
âTo hell with you you fucking assholeâ I said loudly
âYou can throw my bag and hit me in the head, but this was too much?â He said laughing
âToothpaste from your mouth? Yeah you crossed a line you stupid fuckâ I said putting my hand in between the space of the head rest and the chair, and pulled his little neck hairs
âOUCH WHAT THE FUCKâ he screamed grabbing the back of his neck
âAwww it was an accidentâ I said pouting at him
âBringing you with us was the biggest mistakeâ he said
âYeah I think so tooâ I said crossing my arms over my shoulders
The whole ride went like that. Every restaurant we stopped at and every gas station. Chris and Nick even snapped at us a few times because we were stressing them out.
We stayed at a hotel in the fourth state, and I was hoping us arguing all day would make Nick split us up, but I thought wrong.
âYou and Matt are staying together, and Chris and I are keeping your room keys, so if you leaveâŠyouâre shit out of luck weâre not helping youâ Nick said shrugging his shoulders
âWHATâ we both screeched out
âThis arguing is so fucking annoying. We are supposed to be having a good time, and instead weâre miserable. Yall need to talk out your issues because I canât do this anymoreâ Nick said to us
âYeah like Iâm exhausted and annoyed with you both bickering like children. I wanted this month break to be nice and fun, but itâs notâŠplease figure this shit outâ Chris said rubbing his eyes
We both nodded our heads in defeat, and Nick unlocked our door letting us in, and watching as the door shut in his face.
We locked the door and turned the lights on. Our jaws dropped at the site. One fucking bedâŠ.
âTheyâre fucking with us, they have to beâ Matt said scoffing
âYeah no shit dumbassâŠthey want us to be as uncomfortable as possible, and talk about our issuesâ I said placing my duffel bag down
âOkay fucking mystery P.Iâ Matt said laughing
âIâm going to shower and get this toothpaste out of my hair, so behave for like 30 minutesâ I said to him
I got in the shower and enjoyed my alone time. It was so peaceful to be alone with your thoughts. I mean I hated fighting with Matt all the time. I wasnât even sure why I fought with him all the time. Itâs just everytime I would see his face it made me so angry. If it wasnât for his shitty attitude Matt was actually an attractive guy. Beautiful on the outside and ugly on the inside. At least from what I sawâŠ.
I ignored Matt as I finished my routine and he went to shower. I laid in the bed after drying my hair and just stared at the ceiling. All that I could see was flashes of Mattâs face. It made me angry. The one person I hate the most and thatâs all my brain is clouded with.
Matt got out of the shower and sat on the edge of the bed scrolling on his phone. I was staring into the back of his head just thinking. Mainly mean things, but one other thingâŠ.his hair looked so good right now. WHAT THE FUCK NO!
It was 2AM at this point, and Matt shut the main light off keeping the lamp on. I grabbed a pillow and a blanket it laid on the floor
âWhat are you doingâ he said looking at me
âThrowing a partyâŠMatt Iâm going to sleepâ I said rolling my eyes at him
âYeah, but why on the floorâ he said laughing
âBecause Iâm not sleeping next to youâ I said scoffing
âYou act like I biteâ he said giving me a dirty look
âYou might as well with those teeth of yours, so damn bigâ I said laughing
Matt let out a giggle and looked away. Did I just make him laugh? My eyebrow raised as I looked at him
âJust get in the bedâ he said looking at me
âIâm goodâ I said laying down and turning away from him
Matt scoffed and shut the light off. My mind started racing. His little laugh was so cute, and the way he looked down at me to lay in the bed with himâŠ.idk why I started to smile this was weird.
âThis feels wrongâ Matt saddened blurted out making my heart jump from being scared
âWhatâ I said confused
âYou sleeping on the floor like just get up, and sleep next to meâ he said
âNoâ I said
âStop being so stubborn alreadyâ he said smacking his hands down on the bed sheets
âFine okayâ I said getting up
I made my way over to the bed and laid down. Matt was facing me as I looked up at the ceiling. My breathing became shallow as I felt his eyes on me.
âPlease stop looking at meâ I said in a whisper
âSorryâ he said back
I let a slight smile fall on my face, and I guess he saw it with the little bit of moonlight coming in through the window
âYou look very pretty when you smile, you should do it more oftenâ he said
âWell stop pissing me off everyday and Iâd have more to smile aboutâ I said
âAre you flirting with me?â He asked laughing
âIn your dreams Matthewâ I said laughing lightly
âOh in my dreams indeedâ he said
âYouâre such a strange personâ I said rubbing my eyes
âIs that why you hate me?â He asked
âI donât hate you. I hate the way you act. You know how to make me angryâ I replied
âI mean I donât mean to be that way, but to see how easily you get upset it makes me smileâ he said laughing a bit
âIâm glad my anger brings you joyâ I said shaking my head
âItâs cuteâ he responded
âI must be mistakenâŠis Matt flirting with me?â I asked
âOh no I would neverâ he said laying on his back now
âRight rightâ I said shrugging my shoulders
The room got silentâŠpainfully silent. Iâm sure you could hear my heart beating out of my chest. My breathing became heavier. Why was there such weird tension now?
I mindlessly started to lightly hum a song trying to coo myself to sleep?? I donât know..
âWhatâs that? Iâve heard you hum that song beforeâ Matt said
âOh itâs Back to the Old House by The Smithsâ I said
âIâve been trying to figure out that song for the longest every time you hum itâ he said in a whisper
âOh yeahâ I said also in a whisper
Mattâs hand came down near mine, and I felt his pinky graze against my skin. My breathing hitched in my throat as I glanced down at his movement.
âI love The Smithsâ I said in a low whisper
âWhat was that?â He asked his pinky now completely rubbing up and down my hand
âI said⊠I love The Smithsâ I responded looking over at him. To see him already looking back.
Suddenly Mattâs lips crashed into mine. Throwing me for a fucking loop because what the fuck was this?
But my lips moved with his as he leaned up and over. Slowly making his way to hover above me. My hands immediately rubbing through his hair
Our lips locked in such a heated and passionate kiss. Who wouldâve thought I needed a kiss from Matt so badly. My body ached for him, and I slowly hated that. I was supposed to hate him what's going onâŠ
âWait wait waitâ I said pushing Matt back
âWhatâs wrong?â He asked looking at me
âI mean nothings wrong. Itâs justâŠ.weâre supposed to hate each otherâ I said
âWho says enemies canât kiss?â He asked
âFuck itâ I said pulling him back down for another heated make out session.
Mattâs dick slowly pressed against my cunt as my legs stayed spread for him. My heart fluttered at the feeling as I pulled Matt down more to allow our chests to touch.
Matt began to kiss down my neck as my nails scratched his scalp. This was so wrong yet felt so right. I had complete control in my hands. And I wanted this to go further than some kissing. I so desperately wanted Matt right now.
âI donât want you to feel forced to do anythingâ Matt said looking at me as he kissed up my neck
âTrust me if I felt forced I wouldâve kneed you in the ballsâ I said, and he laughed against my skin causing me to get goosebumps
Matt and I continued to kiss until his hands ran up my shirt and slowly began to take it off. Lifting off the bed for him to get it off my head
He pulled away and removed his shirt as well. Leaning back down as our bare chests touched causing me to let out a whimper
He kissed down my neck and down my chest as he left open mouth kisses on my breasts. He kissed down my stomach and to where my pajama bottoms sat
He came back up running his right hand over my breasts as he kissed my neck.
âI need moreâ I moaned out
âOkayâ he said in a whisper
Matt pulled away and helped me slide out of my pajama bottoms. He slowly slid his pants off.
He ran his hands over my cloth pussy as I shuddered. He removed his boxers and slid my underwear to the side. Slowly he slid into me allowing myself to adjust to the burn from the stretch.
God Matt felt so good. I was already in heaven and he hasnât even fucked me yet.
âAre you ready?â He asked me as he bottomed out
âYesâ I panted out as my back arched
âIâm going to go slow okayâ he said
âOkay Mattâ I said licking my dry lips
Matt began to thrust in and out of me at a slow pace. Truly allowing me to feel all of him. My hands gripped the sheets beneath me as my toes curled.
Matt was filling me up so well. I swore my eyes were in the back of my head. His thrusts slow but deep and harder really stretching me out
âYou can go fasterâ I moaned out
Matt leaned forward and brought my left leg to wrap around his torso as he began to pound into me.
âFuck Y/N, you feel amazingâ he panted out into my ear
His necklace tapping against my collar bone with every thrust. As my hands began to rake up and down his back
âShit MattâŠ.holy fuck just like thatâ I moaned out
His hips snapping into me at a faster pace. The bed creaked and lightly tapped against the wall. We really hoped Nick and Chris were asleep because this would make for a awkward experience tomorrow
âYouâre taking me so well. I thought you hated meâ he moaned out
Pounding into me deeper causing a loud whine to escape my lips
âI mightâve hated you before, but youâre fucking me so good I might fall in loveâ I moaned out throwing my head back
âLove so soon?â He moaned out as he hit my g spot
âEventuallyâ I panted out
âYeah I want to fuck you a few more times before you decide on thatâ he said as his thrusts became sloppy
âIâd like that very muchâ I moaned out
âI know you would, fuckâ he moaned out
My mouth hung open as his lips ghosted against them. My brows furrowed as I began my orgasm slowly approaching.
My heel of my foot for a fact digging into his back as my body quivered and shook for him
âMatt Iâm so closeâ I moaned out as my hips lifted off the bed
âHold on baby hold onâ he said
Snaking his hand in between us he began to rub my clit causing me to let out a high pitch whine.
He began to run faster as my breathing got heavier. My mouth fell slack as his hips smacked into me.
My stomach coiling and my thighs shaking
âFuckkkk Iâm cummingâ I moaned out as my legs began to shake and my back lifted off of the mattress. Clenching around Matt as his name fell from my lips in a loud moan.
He helped me ride out my high and slowly pulled out of me as I laid there. He began to stroke his dick chasing his own high
His breathing became heavy as his lower stomach contracted and he painted my thighs with his cum. His mouth slack and eyes staring down at me as he moaned out my name.
Once he came down from his high he helped clean us up. And he got back in bed. It got quiet again and my thoughts started racing
âI donât hate you. I never didâ Matt suddenly blurted out
âOhâ was all I could say
âWatching you get mad over small things made me laugh, and I felt like it was our own little way of flirtingâ he said
âI mean at times it wasâ I said looking at him
âAnd other times I went over the lineâ he said shaking his head
âYeah you did, but thatâs okay. Look where it landed us fucking in a hotel roomâ I said laughing
âI suppose thatâs trueâ he said laughing
âItâs just easier to dislike someone than to actually like them, and Iâm so mad I canât hate youâ I replied
âOh the feelings mutual babeâ he said licking his bottom lip
I laughed and shoved his shoulder
Matt pulled me in, and we eventually fell asleep in each other's arms after having much needed conversations.
The next morning when we woke up. We showered and packed up. It wasnât even awkward and we actually enjoyed our morning together. We even walked down to the lobby together which never happened.
âYou guys seem happyâ Chris said
âDid you hash things out?â Nick asked
âWe did, and it was all one big misunderstandingâ Matt said looking at them
âYeah it was. However the one bed was a dick moveâ I said looking at Nick
âOh one bed? Thatâs so weird I didnât even know thatâ he said
âYou didnât?â We both said
âNo, it mustâve been an accidentâ he said shrugging his shoulders
âWell Iâm glad it worked out that way anywaysâ I said shrugging my shoulders
âYeah! Plus it seemed to work you guys are getting along greatâ Nick said
âOh yeah you know. Just a good ol conversation to make it all betterâ Matt said
âIâm so glad you guys are okay nowâ Chris said getting excited
âWe are too! So now letâs actually go have some fun like weâve been planning to!â I said loudly
We finished our road trip, and I was so thankful for Nick and Chris putting us together. Who wouldâve known how badly I needed Matt, and I finally got him. It only took two yearsâŠ
The End
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pairing: Lando Norris x Leclerc!reader
warnings: crap french as always. this is a long one yall!
âż A/N: I enjoyed writing this although it took me a while due to the writerâs block (sorry!). hope you enjoyed this!
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âOh shit! Iâm so sorry!â You stood frozen as the driver quickly hands you a napkin to wipe the drink that had now made itâs way to your top.
He continues to apologise profusely and you keep on assuring him its not a big deal.
âAre you sure? Is there any way I can make it up to you?â He says, looking up hopefully at you.
âWell I was gonna go to the bathroom and clean myself after this. Any better suggestions?â
He pauses, thinking for a second. âI have spare clothes in my motorhome. Not as fancy as your top though but itâs clean.â He looks at you, awaiting for a reply. He really looks like he was sorry that he ruined your top.
You smiled, âYeah yeah that sounds good. And anyways a dry top is better than a wet one.â
He returns back the smile, âOkay cool. Come with me.â
You followed the driver all the way to his motorhome and thankfully it wasnât far from the cafe.
He hands you a T-shirt, which was obviously too big for you but itâs not like you had any other choice anyways. You took the shirt and he exits the motorhome, giving you privacy to change.
You exit the motorhome and thanked him.
He smiles, apologising to you again. He really felt bad.
âPlease let me how I can repay you for the damage I caused.â He says, almost like he was begging.
You chuckled, âItâs fine! I can just send this to the dry cleaners.â You say as you held up the top. âDonât worry.â You reassured him again.
He snaps his fingers, almost like a light bulb lit up in his head. âYes! That! Let me know how much it costs. Iâll gladly cover the expenses.â
You chuckled again, âIf you insist.â You walked away, but quickly stopped in your tracks, turning around to ask him how the hell should you get in touch with him. But he was nowhere to be seen.
You quickly rushed down to Ferrariâs garage, now donned in someone elseâs clothes.
You scurried as you were already late and your brother was expecting you any minute now. You placed the headset on your shoulder.
âMon petit!â Your brother yells as soon as he spots you. He immediately engulfs you in a hug, but as soon as he pulls away, he takes a good look at youâŠ. mostly eyeing your top.
His eyebrows furrow. âWhat happened to your pretty blouse?â
âNothing much. Lando spilled his drink on it.â You sigh.
âQuel?! What?! Lando spilled his drink on you?â
You nod, laughing at your brotherâs reaction.
âOui. But itâs fine. Itâs not a big deal, he gave me this shirt to wear so donât go and hunt him down okay?â
Charles squints, unconvinced at your comment. âOkay.â
The race was finally over and you just reached your hotel room. You took off your shoes and plopped yourself on the bed, letting out a heavy exhale after the long day you just had.
You laid down for a good minute, afterwards sitting up as you had to take a shower. You were all sticky especially after getting a drink spilled on yourself.
You sat up, turning to the bedside table to charge your phone when suddenly you noticed an envelope with your name on it, leaning up against the lamp.
Curious to as what it was, you quickly opened it. And to your surprise, it was a cheque, written to you. With the cheque came a note that wrote:
âIâm sorry for ruining your top. Hope this enough for a new one xâ
You smiled to yourself. Lando Norris, how thoughtful of you. He really was remorseful, huh?
You went to look at the amount he wrote on the cheque, immediately going wide-eyed.
Letâs just say you can buy one top and still have enough left.
Thatâs a really pretty top. Iâm glad she got a new one after I ruined one. Oh! She even has new sneakers! Sheâs got good taste in shoes. She looks so pretty to-
âWhy donât you just talk to her?â Max nudges me, bringing me out of my trance.
âHuh?â I turned my head to look at Max.
Max chinned towards her direction, âYou seem to like her an awful lot,â
Did I really just out myself? Is it really that obvious?
I chuckled. âI canât, sheâs with Charles.â
Max bursts out laughing, like what I said was hilarious, absolutely hilarious.
âWhat! Why are you laughing?â I smacked him in the arm.
âMate,â He pauses. âDonât you know?â
âKnow? Know what?â I looked at him, even more confused than before.
âSheâs Charlesâ sister.â
Sister. Somehow that hurt more than hearing âgirlfriendâ. But hey, iâm Lando Norris. Iâm always up for a challenge.
I quirked my eyebrows, my interest immediately peaked, âReally? How come I havenât seen her around before?â
âShe was studying in the States and iâm pretty sure it was in Mechanical Engineering. Youâd know that if you talked to her,â Max says, almost like he was proud with the information he just provided me with.
âYou seem to know everything. Do you know if sheâs single then?â
Max chuckles, âIâm sorry mate but I donât. And why would I ask her that? I have a girlfriend,â
I shrugged.
âWhy donât you go and find out for yourself?â
âMaybe I will.â
âVous ĂȘtes sĂ»r? Are you sure? Youâll be okay on your own?â Charles asks.
You chuckled at his concern. I think Charles seems to forget that I studied overseas, so being independent isnât much of a problem to me.
You nodded in response, âGo go! Have fun. Iâll catch a taxi back, pas de souci. Donât worry.â
There was still a look of unsureness in your brotherâs face, like he was really debating if he should leave. He asks again- if youâre sure. You nodded, reassuring him once again. He smiles and kisses your cheeks, telling you to send him a text as soon as youâve reached your hotel. You agreed and he leaves with Carlos and a few other workers.
You wave him goodbye and proceed to walk off towards the direction of the exit but was stopped by a familiar figure walking my way.
Iâm intrigued, heâs always with Max but this time heâs alone.
He walks your way as he recognises it was you.
âYouâre not here to spill your drink on me again are you?â You joked.
âOh no, Iâm âfraid not,â He laughs at your comment. You could see him look around you, like he was looking for someone.
âWhat are you doing here all alone?â He asks.
âCharles left with some of the team to have some drinks. Iâm actually headed back, gonna catch a taxi or something,â
His eyebrows furrow, âA taxi?â
âYeah, a taxi. Why?â
âYou donât happen to stay at the Hilton, do you?â Again, with the look. The same look he gave when he spilled his drink on me. Those goddamn eyes I swear.
âActually, yeah I am. Why?â
He smiles. âGood! Cause same. Come, Iâll give you a ride back.â
âOh no, itâs fine rea-â You try to decline his offer but he was quick to cut you off.
âDonât be silly, itâs the least I can do for you.â
The least? Wasnât the cheque enough? Iâm not complaining thoughâŠ.
He starts walking off, but you still stood in your spot, in disbelief.
âYou coming?â He turns his back.
You nodded and walked with him to his car.
The whole way back was surprisingly not awkward. You actually chat with him while he was driving, which was surprising because you often find yourself quiet around people you werenât close to.
You were on the elevator, now on the way up to your room.
âBy the way, you look great in that Quadrant tee. Iâve got a new collection coming so Iâm thinking of sending some stuff to you. Would you be okay with that?â
You swear you could feel your brain going â??!!!???!â
Okay? OKAY? Itâll be more than okay.
You were smiling to yourself, but quickly stopped in case Lando caught on.
âY-yeah!â You stuttered. âI wouldnât mind.â
âGreat!â He says with a smile on his face. âWhy donât you give me your number so I can reach out to you for your details?â
You were blushing inside, but you did as you were told.
âOkay, Iâll be sure to text you,â He says as the elevator doors open and you exit, walking off to your room.
As you were about to tap your keycard, your phone vibrates. That was fast.
Text from: Unknown number.
- Itâs me, Lando.
You laughed at the obviousness, not forgetting to save his number.
It was a normal Monday afternoon. You were in Charlesâ kitchen, stocking up like you always do. He insists that you donât need to do that but what were you supposed to do? You were free now that youâve graduated and you didnât feel like reading again.
You were enjoying the peace and quiet when suddenly he comes barging in.
âY/N,â He says.
He never calls you by your name⊠so you mustâve done something wrong.
âHm?â You responded, but you didnât turn to face him. You continue to stock up his shelf.
âDis-moi pourquoi je viens d'apprendre par Carlos que tu sors avec Lando? Tell me why did I just hear from Carlos that you're dating Lando?â
You gulped, stopping in your tracks. How did this reach Charlesâ ears? Which motherfluffer snitched?!
You turned to face your brother slowly. He just stood there with a stoic look on his face.
âSurpriseâŠ?â Was all you could say.
âUnbelievable,â He pinches the bridge of his nose and shakes his head.
Did you expect your day to take such a sharp turn like this? Absolutely not. It was going well until just a few seconds ago when the news broke. Now, you were on the receiving end of his never ending nagging.
You were about to walk away when you heard Charlesâ phone ring. It was Arthur and Enzo. Such great timing.
âCa va!â He yells at them through the phone.
âDo you know our sister here is dating Lando?â The camera turns to you. You just gave them a tight lipped smile and waved.
A sea of âwhat?!â came rushing. Charles turns to look at you, giving you the side-eye.
He proceeds to spill to them about how he found out. Apparently Carlos accidentally let it slip.
Of course, Enzo was perfectly fine about it but Arthur on the other hand was teasing you like no tomorrow.
âLando needs to get his eyes checked, thereâs something wrong with his eyesight.â
After what seemed like eternity, the call finally ends. There was bickering back and fourth between you and Charles but it wasnât something you werenât a used to. He was overprotective of you and with good reason.
You groaned. âThis is why I didnât want to tell you,â
Charles sighs, âĂtes-vous heureux? Avec lui? Are you happy? With him?â
You nod, âTrĂšs, very,â
âGood. Because if ever see you crying, I know who to find,â
You smiled. âJe tâaime, I love you,â
âJe tâaime aussi, I love you too,â
You walk over to him, pulling him into a hug.
âN'oubliez pas d'utiliser une protection, dont forget to use protection, I donât want to be a grandpa at 25,â He says while hugging.
You laughed, âOkay.â
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im super shy super shy
but wait a minute while I make you mine, make you mine
as if bribing people with pringles to vote for him as class prez wasn't enough, riki had to get respectable amount of grades to really contest in it. so, what happens when a hopeless riki approaches you, his quiet shy classmate whose painfully crushing on him, to tutor him? will you take his offer to finally shoot your shot?
pairings- niki x f.reader
genre- smau with written parts, classmates to lovers, crush!niki, fluff, pinch of angst maybe, high school!au, shy girl x popular boy kinda, tutor!reader (cliche ikkk)
warnings- profanity, rest tba according to chapters
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status- ON HOLD until further notice !!
featuring- woonhak from bnd, danielle, haerin and hanni from njs, eunchae from lesserafim, jungwon and sunoo from enha and other idols
start- 11/07/2023
end- ???
inspired by- super shy by new jeans
an- after sm of tries i finally made a good enough header yay!! Okay but this is such an impulse posting esp considering how i have another smau goingđđ!! But but this is was a silly little idea i got so i really really hope yall enjoy it heheđ«¶đŒ
note- all the images used here are for reference only and in no way describe the reader's appearence. this is merely a work of fiction and do not represent the mentioned idols in any way. pls dont spam like or else ill block
playlist profiles therapy sesh w/danielle shrek enthusiasts
chapters â = (partly)written
001 /wink wink/
002 run
003 truth hurts bestie
004 is that a yes?
005 sus 2.0
006 dumb but in a cute way â
007 square zero
008 shut up simp â
009 đ„șYESđ„ș OR â€ïžâđ„YES â€ïžâđ„
010 movie date except its not a date
(more tba)
I'm all nervous 'cause you're on my mind all the time
reblogs are vvv appreciated networks- @hyfenet @enhanet
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if my heartâs gonna break | joel miller x f!reader
part 1 (read part 1 before reading this!)
summary: a couple nights later, you head back to joelâs
warnings: 18+!!!! smut again. unprotected piv. fem!afab!reader. angst again donât worry iâll make a happy ending okay
word count: 4k
joel mod in gif is by speclizer (so fucking hot oh my GODDDD)
a/n: finally finished part 2 omg iâm sorry for the wait yall⊠iâm a perfectionist itâs lowkey debilitating. anyways⊠i hope u guys enjoy <3 tysm for the support on part 1 and tbh on all my other fics too⊠i canât believe ppl like my writing that much. i am very grateful! đ«¶đ»đ«¶đ»
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im scared but if my heart's gonna break before the night will end
i said we're in danger
sleeping with a friend
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You cant stop thinking about the kiss.Â
The kiss that honestly shouldnât mean so much to you. Youâve kissed him, like, so many times. So many times his tongue has been in your mouth, been in your damn vagina. So why the fuck⊠why the fuck are you so worked up over this right now?
Itâs justâŠit was so heavy. It felt likeâŠlike more than just a kiss. Like he was laying his life down for you, much like he does in patrols.Â
He⊠Joel⊠he usually never kisses right after sex. He recognizes in the post-coitus energy that things are different. They mean more. He has to know that. So⊠why now? Does he�
No. Youâre just in your head again. Maybe youâre thinking about it too hard. Youâve never had a friends with benefits situation before now. Maybe this⊠maybe this is regular.
But for your own psyche, you think you might have to set some ground rules.Â
There was always that main rule, that wretched, critical rule. The one you said to him on the first day of your strange exchange.
âDonât go falling in love with me, cowboy.â
Well, to hell with that one, right? Pretty sure youâve beaten that shit to death. Shattered all possible remains of it.
So more rules. More rules will have to do. Starting with:
No kissing.
Should be easy enough.Â
Youâll figure out the rest later. You have got to stop thinking about it, though, because youâre on the way to his house right now.Â
You knock swiftly on the door, and you swear you feel your heart drop into your pussy the moment he opens the door to reveal himself. A plain, black t-shirt is stretched across his broad chest, haphazardly tucked into a pair of plaid pajama pants that hang loosely around his hips. His graying hair is ruffled beyond belief, curling around his ears and falling over his forehead. In your fits of passion and desire a couple nights ago, you hardly realized it had grown longer. It looks nice.
This sleepy and soft Joel is not one youâve seen in a while. Well, itâs not like youâve seen him much lately anyway, with him having been gone and all. Still, itâs disorienting.Â
âHowdy,â he says.
âUm. Hi.â You try not to gawk. âDidâŠdid I come at a bad time, or something?â
âNo, not at all. I just got back from patrols⊠took a shower,â he says, leaning a shoulder against the door jamb, strong arms crossing over his chest. Thereâs a tiny, barely perceptible smirk on his lips. âNeed somethinâ?â
You see it now, the water clinging to his hair, darkening it, beading at his temples like sweat. You follow a line of water trickling down his throat until it disappears behind his collar.
Rule 2: Donât come over after heâs showered.
âIâŠuh, I can come back later if you wantââ
Youâre nervous to ask him what you want to ask him, which is honestly ridiculous considering you guys have been doing this for months now. You used to be able to just knock on his door and heâd pull you in, and it was that easy. Or youâd give him a look when in public, and he knew exactly what you needed.
Now, youâre painfully awkward. Curse him and curse your feelings.
He straightens a bit, his brows furrowing in slight concern. âWhatâs goinâ on?â
Heat spreads down your neck, embarrassment. Shame. Itâs strange, how just a couple nights ago you let him finger you in public, and now youâre afraid to ask him for sex again in his house and for your panties back.
You should honestly just say something like:
Iâm here for my underwear.
And youâre positive heâd say:
Want it back? You gotta earn it, sweetheart.
And your knees would buckle and youâd sink down to the carpeted floor in front of his couch and suck him off until he was coming down your throat, stroking back your hair and thumbing his cum on your plush bottom lip.
But instead youâre scowling at him and blurting: âI need a drink.â
How dare he leave you high and dry for three weeks, come back and fuck the shit out of you, make you realize youâre in love with him, and look this good?
God damnit, you need to get your shit together.Â
Joelâs eyes widen, surprised only slightly by your outburst, before he backs up to allow you inside his home. When he shuts the door behind you, his hand settles warmly on your lower back as he steers you toward the kitchen.
He immediately beelines for the liquor cabinet and grabs a bottle of red for you. A warm, tingly feeling stirs in your stomach at the fact that he knew youâd want wine. The frustration youâve been feeling fizzles out.Â
âYou know me so well.â
He gives you a light smirk, uncorking the bottle. The liquor gurgles as he pours it into a glass. âThink youâd kill me if I didnât know after all this time.â
You laugh, âSure, but the real test of friendship is if you knew how Iâd kill you.â
âA swift kick to the nuts and then one of my guitars to my head.â
Your eyes widen on a guffaw. âYou think Iâd damage one of your guitars?â
âYou care more about my guitars than my genitals?âÂ
âYes. Why would I ever smash one of your guitars?â
He rolls his eyes. âKill two birds with one stoneâmy soul and my body. Itâs effective. If you needed to kill me, Iâd hope it was like that. Now how would I kill you?âÂ
You hum in consideration. âTrick question. You wouldnâtâno, you couldnât.â
âYou know me so well.âÂ
His words mirrored back at you so gently, with his brown eyes trained on you intently has the warmth in your belly spreading, making you drop your gaze.
His smirk grows and he hands you the wine glass and reaches for some homemade brandy. You watch the muscles in his arm flex as he pours, sipping daintily while your mind replays thoughts of filth. Of you dragging that arm between your legs, grinding down on it untilâ
âSo, you really only here for a drink?â He asks with a playful lilt, taking a sip of his own beverage and effectively jolting you out of your daydreaming.
You lean against the island, wondering if you should tell him the truth. From the way heâs looking at you, hungrily and heated, like a lion ready to pounce, youâre tempted to.
ButâŠyouâre afraid. You canât stop thinking about The Rule. The one you broke and the ones you just made. You wonder if whatever might happen between you two tonight will unravel them before you can even put them into place.
You look up at him through your lashes, lips pursed around the rim of the glass. âMaybe, maybe not.â
His eyes darken, tongue darting out to lick his lips of sweet fermented wine. His gaze travels up and down your figure, comfortable and breathable in a t-shirt and shorts. Nothing fancy and cute like your sundress from the other night, because today you had to work. But Joel has never minded what youâve worn, swearing you always look sexy in anything.
Which is something that also makes you question this friends with benefits situation you have here.
He sets his glass down and eases in closer, curling an arm around your waist to pull you into him. âHow highâs the chance then?â
ââŠWhat do you mean?â
âI mean whatâs the probability that you really did only come here for a drink?â he drawls, eyes following your lips as your tongue dips out to wet them. âOr was there another reason?â
The cold tip of his nose brushes along your throat, lips ghosting over your skin. You tremble in his hold. âOdds are in favor of the first option,â you breathe, âran out of alcohol at my place.â
âAnd you couldnât just stop by the Bison? Had to steal from my stores?â
âYou know you have the good stuff.â
âYouâre lyinâ but Iâll pretend like you ainât.â
That makes you laugh, and more tumble out of you when one of his hands traces lazily over your stomach, fingers light and delicate and teasing.
âSo why dâya need a drink?â
Because youâre driving me crazy. Because Iâm driving myself crazy. Because the universe wants to fuck me over.
You smile and your free hand skates up his muscled back, your fingers brushing along the stretchy fabric of his tee, your voice soft. âJust needed to destress a little. Work has been intense.â
He grins back, presses it into the spanse between your throat and your shoulder, before he lightly scrapes his teeth over it and lays a gentle bite that has you keening into him, pressing your body against his.
âWell, I could help you destress another way too,â he murmurs, palm squeezing the pudgy flesh of your waist, fingers digging lightly into your muscle.
âMm⊠yeah?â you hum, your voice a low purr, back arching. Your breasts press into his chest, and Joel makes a sound deep in his throat in agreement.
He presses you into the island, caging you in with his hands on either side of you. He towers over you, a sweatpant clad leg sliding between yours.Â
He leans down to kiss you, and a flashing light blares in your mind â NO KISSING â loud and bright and distracting. You turn your head at the last second, his lips landing on your cheek. But Joel doesnât pull back, doesnât question you. He just kisses down your cheek, along your jaw, mouthing at you. Sucking your skin to leave little marks that will either fade or be covered by concealer.Â
It used to upset you when he left marks because theyâre a pain to cover up. Then, you started to like it. You didnât mind covering up the marks because when you took the makeup off and saw them at the end of the day, all you could think about was him. About the how he made you come. About the words he muttered in your ear. About the feeling of his hands on youâin you.Â
Now, youâre starting to grow upset again, but this time itâs because you want to wear them proudly. Want people to know he gets to claim you like this. But⊠you canât. But you also donât want him to stop.
You allow him to continue marking you up, his hand coming up to rest behind your skull, holding you in place. You press your body into his eagerly and with desperate, soft noises that he returns with placating moans.
And then he shifts, and his thigh ruts against your clothed core, and you moan lightly, airily, grinding your hips down against him, searching for any friction.Â
His hands curl around the hem of your white tee, and he peels it off your body. One skates behind your back to easily undo the clasp of your bra, and then your breasts are heavy and on display for him.Â
Joel stares down at you with heavy eyes. âChrist, youâre beautiful.â
Longing claws at your chest, and you look up at him coyly, your lip caught between your teeth. Joel groans like heâs in pain, and squeezes along the underside of one of your breasts before leaning down to close his mouth over the nipple while his other hand gives attention to the other, squeezing and pinching. Your hands find purchase in his damp hair as low moans tumble from your lips.Â
When heâs deemed one nipple adequately appreciated, he moves onto the next. Licking, revering, his dark eyes peering up at you while his peppered hair is fisted in your hands. The sight has slick arousal pooling in your underwear.
Eventually he pulls back and his hands clamp down on your hips. He guides you along the muscle of his thigh, your clit pulsing at the contact.Â
âWant you to come on my thigh, baby.â His voice is a ragged slur of words against your ear, warm and paired with a kiss to your cartilage.Â
âFuckâŠyes, Joel,â you whimper, sparks flying through your nerves with each roll of your hips.
His fingers grip your chin, tilting your head so you have no choice but to keep eye contact with him as you rut against his thigh. Heâs grinning, eyes heavy lidded and deep, dark like wet tar. They suck you in as if they were quicksand.
Youâd let him drag you under a million times over.Â
Your best friend.
âJoel,â you moan, feeling yourself grow close. Standing at the cliff's edge. His eyes bore into yours, his grin slipping as he focuses on you. Focuses on making you shatter atop him.
âCome on, baby. You can do it. You can come,â he says encouragingly, fingers stroking the skin of your hip. You feel tears prick your eyes as the waves crash, spreading from your throbbing clit along your muscles. Filling you with warmth, stronger and deeper than the buzz from the wine.
âGood job,â he praises gently. âDid so good.â
âShut up,â you huff.
He laughs, and despite yourself, heat floods your body, throbs between your thighs. His words caress a deep, carnal animal inside of you, and the hunger takes over.
You frantically pull at his shirt until he has to tell you to slow down, and takes it off himself. Your hands run along his chest and stomach the moment theyâre able to and down to the waistband of his sweats. You palm his hardening cock through the soft, gray fabric. Joel groans deep and heavy, his lashes fluttering as he stares you down. His hips thrust into your palm automatically. Involuntarily.Â
God, that makes you light up like a firefly. Makes your nerves sing and your cunt flutter and your mind go numb.
He tugs down your shorts and underwear and sets you on top of the granite, but before he can strip the underwear from your ankle to no doubt pocket this pair like he did the other, you flick it off your foot across the kitchen. It lands somewhere near the door to the dining room.
He canât steal all your underwear, or youâll have none left.
âI wanted those,â he drawls, expression on the edge of a pout.
âYeah, well I need them. Itâs not common to come across a good pair of panties in this world.âÂ
âBut Iâd give âem back.â Heâs full on pouting now. It is, unfortunately, very cute, but youâre used to it.
âSure⊠like the pair you took from me the other night that I have yet to receive.âÂ
âHow else am I supposed to get you to come over?âÂ
âI dunno? Maybe ask?â
âShould I leave a note on your door? Is that good enough for you?â
âAt least be classy. A letter delivered in my mailbox with a wax stamp, please.âÂ
He laughs. âAs you wish, Princess.â
He finally peels off his sweatpants, free of underwear beneath them, and you watch with barely concealed hunger as his cock springs free.Â
And while you like the idea of him fucking you on the counter, youâd much rather him fuck you against the counter, so you hop down and turn so your back faces him. Your hands curl around the granite lip of the counter top, and you push your ass out and back, peering at him over your shoulder.
This way, itâs easier for him not to kiss you. Easier for you to turn your head and deny your lips to him.Â
âLook at youâŠâ Joel hums appreciatively at your show, at the wiggle of your hips as his palm smooths down your back and over your ass, squeezing at the plump flesh.Â
You moan quietly, and Joelâs eyes darken, watching you intently like youâre the only thing in the room.Â
His fingers drift down to your cunt and your slickness coats his fingers fully. Youâre so wet for him. So ready for him to bury himself inside you and call you his.
Itâs funny, youâve lost all your heat from a few nights ago. All your sharp edged words. Now, youâre soft and pliant.
He swirls his soaked index and middle fingers along your clit, punctuating your sensitivity, before sliding them back inside you to the knuckle. You keen and push back, desperate for more. His fingers are so much longer than yours, thicker, and yet you crave more.
âThatâs it, Joel,â you huff. âFuck, feels so good. Need more.â
âYeah? Tell me what you need, baby girl.â
Shame lights your cheeks, but you push down the embarrassment. âNeedâŠneed your cock inside me.â
He lays a kiss on your neck. âStill a bit desperate arenât we?â
âYouâre the desperate one, Mr. Panty Stealer. Youâre a fucking creep.â
He chuckles against your neck, but he squeezes your ass in retaliation. âBe nice, would you?â
âYou like it when Iâm mean.â
âWanna see how much I like it?â
âIf youâre willing to show me and get on with this, sure.â
He huffs in amused frustration. âGod, youâre annoyinâ.â
You just smile innocently at him.
Your legs tremble, slick running down your thighs when Joel pulls his fingers out. He replaces them with the hardness of his cock, of which he runs along your wetness, readying himself.
âI think âbout you way too much,â he says into your back, pressing a gentle kiss there. âDâya think âbout me too?â
Itâs an odd question. One youâre not expecting. One that has your heart stuttering in quiet confusion from this sudden switch in tone.
âOf course I do.â Obviously. You told him as much. Three weeks. Three weeks you thought about him.
âGood⊠wanna be the only thing on your mind.â
A high pitched keen hisses through your teeth as Joel eases himself inside you with a long, slow stroke and a low moan. Your fingers white knuckle the countertop, gripping it tightly.
He presses in close, burying himself all the way in before he withdraws slowly, his cock sliding inside you torturously.Â
âJoel,â you moan.
âI know, baby.â He presses kisses to your shoulders.Â
Joelâs hand gravitates to the back of your knee, and he slowly pushes up to lift your leg until your knee is resting on the counter.Â
And then⊠with this new angleâŠhe starts fucking you in earnest.
His hips snap against your ass, the sound deafening in the kitchen, and you crumple against the granite with a moan.
âShit,â Joel grunts. âYeah.â
Each of his heavy thrusts punches the air from your lungs, and your fingers slip on the countertop, scrabbling for purchase every chance you can get. Heâs hot, thick inside you, warm as he folds over you, his hand on your tummy holding you upright, the other keeping your leg up to continue hitting you at that pleasant, delicious angle.
âH-holy shitâohââ
He breathes heavily at your neck, low grunts and moans escaping his lips from his efforts. âCould spend eternity inside you, darlinâ. Fuck, youâre mine.â
Your heart stutters, the words uttered in a lust filled craze, likely meaning nothing. But to your traitorous brain, to the hope lingering in your chest like a persistent cough, they mean everything.Â
âAllâŠâ youâre losing your train of thought, fucked into blissful nothingness. âAll yours, Joel.âÂ
Itâs too difficult for him to kiss you from this angle, which youâre relieved about. But a part of you longs for it, longs for the feel of his mouth moving against yours.Â
Joelâs strong arm wraps around your chest, and pulls you up so youâre flush against his back as he pounds up and into you. Keens and whimpers and breathless pants escape you with every thrust.
âPlease, Joel,â you cry, tears pricking at the edges of your swirling vision.
âWhat, baby?â He huffs. âNeedâa come?â
You nod crazily. âYesâneed toââ
âShhh okay⊠Iâve got you,â he murmurs gently, the hand wrapped around your tummy inching down to circle at your clit steadily.
Your legs buckle beneath you but Joel keeps you upright as the pleasure soars through you, sudden and strong. He strokes you through it, groaning praises into your ear before he comes inside you a moment later.Â
The two of you hiss in tandem when he pulls out, but he smothers it when he lays his mouth over yours. Youâre hardly coherent enough to remember your rule, and for a moment you let him kiss you. You kiss him back, chasing the heat of his mouth with your own, moaning against his lips when his tongue dips into your mouth.Â
Then, you remember.
You pull back panting, cheeks a flame, âJoel.â
âHm?â He murmurs, dragging his lips down your jaw before moving back up to pull you into another kiss. You move away before he can. His brows furrow in confusion. âWhatâs wrong?â
âI donât⊠I donât think we should kiss anymore.â
He blinks. âWhat? Why?â
Your eyes flit across the kitchen, catching on labeled jars and wooden spoons and spices, anything but his own. âItâs too intimate.âÂ
Itâs a lame excuse. Joel sees through it immediately.
âAnd my cock inside you ainât?â
You sigh heavily, avoiding eye contact. âItâs different.â
âHow? Enlighten me.â His tone has gone rougher. Hurt swirls in his eyes, and you feel worse than you did the other night.
Because you and I are friends. Because I donât think I can pretend like thatâs the truth when all I want is to call you mine. Because when I kiss you itâs like my world finally starts to make sense.Â
âPlease, Joel. JustâŠI donât want to do it anymore. Can you respect that, please?â
He runs a hand down his beard, his hurt expression hardening into a stoic one you havenât been on the receiving end of in years. Fuck. âAlright, Iâm sorry. I wonât kiss you anymore.â
You expect relief but all that comes is a deep longing and sadness that you try to push to the depths of your conscience. Though, like a buoy, it keeps popping above the surface.Â
âThanks,â you say quietly.
The cleanup is awkward. He watches you silently as you pick up your underwear and slide them and your shorts back on. He seems far away, here and gone all at once. It makes you worry, makes you wonder if what you just said was the biggest mistake of your life.
But you have to do this. You have to hold him at arm's length because if you admit to himâŠif you tell him how you really feel⊠maybe he really will leave you. Heâll realize youâve gone and fucked everything up, and the friendship youâve kindled, the trust youâve built, will all be for nothing.
You canât lose him, even if it means you canât keep him close.
âThanks for tonight,â you say eventually, when heâs walking you out the front door.
He smiles at you, faint and untrue. Itâs like the one from the other night. Like that laugh he forced out for you. You feel like a Joel from the past has teleported to the present, with his thin smile and his hard eyes. âYeah, of course.â
âYou okay?â
Joel frowns, shifts on his feet. âWhy wouldnât I be?â
âI dunno. You just seem⊠I donât know. Never mind.â
âIâm good.âÂ
âYou sure?â
He nods. âYou need me to walk you home?â
âNo, Iâll be okay.â
âYeah?â
âMhm,â you hum. A moth circles the porch light. The two of you stare at each other for a long moment. He looks as if he wants to say something, but thinks better of it.
âOkay,â is all that he says.Â
âOkay,â you repeat, feeling empty. A waif, a lonely white flag waving in the wind. âUm, Iâll see you later, then.â
âYeah, sounds good. Night, darlinâ,â he says, squeezing your arm, like heâs trying to be normal. It doesnât work. His hand is cold. âSweet dreams.â
âNight, Joel.â
Itâs raining by the time you reach your house, and you curl under your blankets after a shower, your hair cold and wet against your scalp, listening to the droplets splattering against your window.
Sleep doesnât come easy.
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THE JPG CHRONICLES | #3
Scenario: yn ln, the mclaren reserve driver and a fan + grid favorite, makes a jpg account that no one quite expected. this time around, she avoids answering the question everyone wants to know: who is the âboyfriendâ she mentioned?
Pairing: F1 grid x fem!reader
A/N: yall i am SCHEMING you donât even know whatâs coming. that being said, after reading this part, who do you think ynâs bf is? đanother shoutout to @renarots for supplying the memes and scheming with me đŒ i hope you guys enjoy!!
PART 1 | PART 2 | PART 4
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yn.jpg week three - max verstappen caught lacking đš
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maxverstappen1 awe thanks mate
‷ yn.jpg your welcome <333
danielricciardo LMAOOOO
ynsgirl okay babe but who is the boyfriend đ
‷ rizzciardo iâd tell yall to give the girl a break but i wanna know too
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yn.jpg week four - got his ass. team principals go crazy (zak pls donât fire me)
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mclaren mr.brown says youâre đ€đ» close :)
‷ yn.jpg admin i know who you are i will hunt you down
‷ mclaren đ„
‷ piastrispastry HELP ME. LET THEM STAND UP YN
rizzciardo notice how the zak picture isnât that bad. i just know sheâs been on the brink of losing her job bc he was fed up LMFAO
‷ yn.jpg wrong he loves me
‷ oscarpiastri âloveâ is a strong word
‷ yn.jpg youâre about to be banished from this account (and so is your bf tell lando to stop harassing me)
‷ landolover yn is a landoscar truther just like the rest of us </3
norrisnation babe please give us anything on who the bf is
‷ yn.jpg itâs
‷ norrisnation and you gave us nothing đ
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also how the fuck do yall have will fucking buxton asking me about my bf?
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landonorris i like your camera ;)
‷ yn.jpg thanks. my friend lando got it for me
‷ norrisnation LANDOYN CRUMBS
landonorris boyfriend reveal when?
‷ yn.jpg shut the hell up
‷ rizzciardo i canât tell if this makes me think itâs lando, or is convincing me that it ISNT lando
formulayn HELP WHY IS WILL ASKING YOU ABOUT YOUR BF đ
‷ ynsworld bro it was insane. i joined the pre race show like 15 minutes late and it was just will buxton harassing her/lh
formulanorris will buxton asking you abt a bf is WILD
‷ rizzciardo yes, but also real i fear
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