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percervall · 5 months

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and everything is you

Pairing: Kevin Magnussen x fem!reader, Lewis Hamilton x fem!reader, Mark Webber x fem!reader Warnings: smut, p in v, unprotected sex, fingering, cuckolding if you squint, squirting, dirty talk, degradation, no beta -we die like the soft tyre in Miami, timeline? what timeline? Word count: 985

Part of the Mamma Mia series

In which you help your husbands

As soon as the checkered flag waves after the sprint, you know it will be a tense evening. You share a look with Mark as you wait in the media pen for the post race analysis.

“I’ll take the kids for ice cream when we’re all done here. They need you more right now,” Mark murmurs as he passes you. Nodding your head in agreement, you fight the urge to squeeze your thighs shut at the thought of you being needed by your two husbands.

Qualifying goes about as well as expected nowadays with Kevin barely making it out of Q1 and Lewis being unable to get into Q3 for the fourth race weekend this year. You get back to the hotel room before they do, anxiously waiting to see who will get first dibs. You lean back on your hands as Kevin enters the bedroom, stopping in his tracks when he spots you.

“The kids are with Mark,” you explain, heart hammering in your chest at the way his eyes darken when he realises you’re alone —at least for a while.

“All yours,” you whisper, and that’s all he needs to hear. Kevin stalks to the bed, taking off his shirt and unbuttoning his jeans. You quickly pull your dress up and over your head before welcoming him in your arms. Kevin kisses you urgently, hands wandering down your ribs to your waist as he pulls you flush against him. You can’t help but moan when you feel the outline of his hard cock against your stomach.

“Please Kev… Let me help?”

And that’s how you find yourself pinned down to bed, fingers intertwined with Kevin’s as his hips snap against yours. The room is silent, except for the headboard slamming against the wall and your whines and moans. You vaguely register that Lewis enters the room, but you're too far gone to acknowledge him properly.

"Fuck.. So close.." Kevin groans against your skin where his face is buried against your neck. Wrapping your legs around him, you feel your own orgasm approaching and all it takes for him to send you flying, is a thumb pressed against your clit. Kevin bites down on the skin between shoulder and neck as he spills deep inside of you. He kisses you gently, making your stomach flutter before pulling out.

“Love you,” he murmurs in the space between your lips and you whisper it back. Kevin smiles, giving you another kiss before climbing off the bed. Turning your head, you spot Lewis sprawled out in the desk chair. He smiles wickedly and gets up, moving towards the bed while Kevin moves into the bathroom, and your breath catches in your throat. Lewis’ clothes quickly join the mess on the floor as he climbs onto the bed.

“He’s got you nice and ready for me, hm?” he asks, eyes glued to where you’re sticky and aching for him.

“Lewis…” you whine, letting your legs fall open even more.

“Look at you, already begging for more. You want this cock too, baby?” Lewis coos, dragging his already hard dick through the mess Kevin made of you, and all you can do is nod. Lewis digs his fingers into your hips and flips you over onto your stomach. He slowly enters you, the stretch has you panting as he bottoms out. Lewis uses his grip on your body to tilt your hips in such a way that he hits that spot inside of you with every stroke. Resting your cheek on the sheets, you moan as he sets a brutal pace. This is about him working through his disappointment and frustrations, and you will gladly offer him –any of them– your body to fuck it out of his system. You can hear how wet you are as his hips snap against your ass.

“Look at you, baby. Taking it like the good little slut you are.. Fuck, look so good full of my cock,” he groans. His words make you clench around him and you can feel your orgasm building. Lewis leans over you, wrapping one arm around your ribs and up to your throat. He pulls you up, flush against his chest and snakes another hand down to play with your clit.

“Please..” you beg. Lewis chuckles behind you, rubbing tight little circles over your swollen bud while the other hand squeezes gently. He keeps you on that knife's edge for a while and you are so close, you think you might cry.

“Need you to cum for me, darling,” he whispers and applies the slightest bit more pressure against your already sensitive clit. His permission is all it takes for the wave to finally crash over you. Your back arches as pressure keeps building, and you come with a scream. Your orgasm drips all over Lewis’ hand and down your thighs, and if you could think clearly, you’d feel bad for the poor housekeeper having to deal with the ruined sheets. Lewis groans as you clench around him before coming deep inside of you.

Lewis slowly pulls out, making you whimper at the loss.

“I know baby, I know. Did so good for me, for us,” he murmurs as he picks you up. Kevin holds the door to the bathroom open for the both of you, and brushes your hair back.

“Bath’s ready to go. I’ll call housekeeping for some new sheets and then I’ll text Mark that he can come back. We might have to use the other room to sleep in tonight,” he says and Lewis nods. You’re floating somewhere between awake and asleep as you let Lewis clean you up. In a bit, you’ll be cuddled between the two of them as you wait for your other husband to return with the children, and the idea of having all your favourite people piled into one bed makes you smile and your heart soar.

Oops? 🙊

Started writing this last night after the sprint race and finished it this morning. Inspired by the way Kev and Lewis kept fighting each other.

Feel free to let me know your thoughts! Your comments, likes and tags mean the world to me 💜

#f1 fanfic #kevin magnussen x reader #kevin magnussen x you #kevin magnussen smut #lewis hamilton x reader #lewis hamilton x you #lewis hamilton smut #mamma mia fic

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juyeonszn · 11 months

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I LOOK BETTER UNDER YOU

PAIRING choi chanhee x f!reader

WORD COUNT 2.62k

GENRES smut

WARNINGS 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, mature language, TW: LEWIS STRUCTURES/CHEMISTRY TERMS 🤢🤢🤢, academic rivals to something idk, kev and jichang appearances, chanhee is a cocky little shit, vaginal fingering, edging, exhibitionism lowkey, there’s not p in v action but they are in a public space so…. take with that what u will

SUMMARY aside from excelling at literally everything else, choi chanhee was also really fucking good at getting on your last nerve.

MORE my brain hurts LOL anyway fawntober day???? 7 holy fuck that is actually insane… ANYWAY shout out reese for being my beta as always <3 and also shout out @sungbeam for the idea <3 laurv u bestie!!! pls reblog if u enjoyed :)

PERM TAGLIST @winterchimez @maessseongs @itsbeeble @zzoguri

You felt stupid. Never in your life had you ever struggled to learn a concept, usually understanding on the first go around. This was the case for a majority of your courses. However, for some reason you just couldn’t quite grasp Lewis Structures in your Chemistry class.

Everything else seemed simple enough, your professor explaining them in a way that made them sound easy. They were anything but. You found yourself stressing over whether or not you could fully comprehend the bonds between atoms in time for your midterm. With the way it was going for you, that hope appeared to get less and less realistic.

“Have you thought about going to tutoring?” Your friend, Kevin, asks as you sit across from each other in one of the library’s study rooms, your chemistry textbook opened up to the section on Lewis Structures.

“I mean, no, I haven’t. I just think they’d judge me, considering I have the second highest GPA in our department.” You huff, scribbling down even more notes on the concept, as if you didn’t already have everything you needed to know. God, being a woman in STEM was so hard.

“That’s your problem,” Kevin rolls his eyes, working on his communications homework simultaneously. “Your ego is too damn big. Maybe if you toned it down a notch and set aside your pride, you’d be able to grow the balls to actually ask for help.”

You’re offended, honestly. Because as much as he was right, he was simultaneously very wrong. It wasn’t that you didn’t have the courage to ask for assistance. It was the fact that your biggest rival was the person in charge of the science department’s tutoring lab. He had the highest GPA in your year and you couldn’t stand the thought of losing to him. Let alone showing your weak side.

Aside from excelling at literally everything else, Choi Chanhee was also really fucking good at getting on your last nerve. You were thankful that he wasn’t in your Chemistry lecture, lest he made fun of you for all the questions you asked pertaining to your struggles. He had a knack for crawling under your skin like a goddamn parasite, doing everything in his power to make sure you never felt a moment of peace as long as he was around.

You hated him. You hated him so much for all of the unnecessary competition and constant need to one-up you in every mutual category possible. You hated his overall overachievement to be better than you, to be above you at all costs. You hated his dumb pretty face.

So how could you turn to tutoring after all of that? It just wasn’t feasible. Kevin wouldn’t get it. He didn’t have an arch nemesis holding him back from success.

“That’s not it at all, Kev. But it’s whatever, I’ll figure this shit out myself.”

You could not figure that shit out by yourself. Midterms were a week and a half away, and you were still ripping your hair out over which structures were more dominant and other things of that nature. This was absolutely humiliating. Perhaps growing up as a gifted kid was the worst thing that could’ve happened to you.

With a frown permanently etched on your face, you glance over at your tablemate’s notes. He had messily scrawled examples of those damn Lewis Structures covering the sheet, eyes flickering back and forth between his notebook and the projector at the front of the lecture hall. Oh how badly you wished to be in his shoes, to decipher everything and anything to do with the dot structures presented to you.

Ji Changmin was by no means a genius. His intelligence levels were above average, but that was still below you. How could he understand this better than you? It made no sense. Then again, he was close friends with He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named. That had to be the reason why. His friend was practically the Einstein reincarnate.

This meant that you couldn’t even express your difficulties with him either. Chanhee no doubtedly knew that you sat beside his friend. If you asked for his help, it would obviously circle back to him and you’d never hear the end of it. You’d never unhear the taunting voice of Choi Chanhee teasing you for asking Ji Changmin for assistance with fucking Lewis Structures. There really was no winning here.

As the lecture draws to a close and your professor reminds you to study for the fast approaching midterm, Changmin clears his throat beside you with a raised eyebrow. You look at him with thinly concealed surprise. So much for being subtle.

“I saw you looking at my notes,” he snorts. “You know, if you’re having a hard time with this chapter, you should just go to the tutoring lab. I’m assuming you haven’t because Chanhee hasn’t gloated about it yet. But if you were curious, he won’t be there today. He has to go to some meeting for the newspaper. You know that guy’s got like ten different clubs he’s a part of.”

You’re not sure why Ji Changmin would be on your side with this. In fact, it kind of makes you skeptical. You didn’t know how credible he was, so why would you trust this information? For all you knew, he could’ve been attempting to lure you right into a trap. However, despite the bit of laughter he exhibited, he didn’t appear to be lying. You were usually a pretty good judge of character.

That’s how you found yourself showing up to the tutoring lab later that evening.

It was located inside of the STEM building on the fourth floor, along with some of the offices belonging to several professors. You chose to go later at night with the knowledge that most students would be gone by that time. The lab was available for use until 9 PM on weekdays, and it was currently 8 PM.

Your grip on the strap of your bag tightens as you push open the see-through glass door of the lab, grateful for the evident emptiness. Though it also worries you, because there were no tutors around either. Maybe the slowness of a Thursday evening encouraged them to head home early. You decide to wait a few minutes anyway, just in case someone shows up.

That was, unfortunately, a very big mistake. As you’re pulling out your notes and textbook, you hear the low creak of the door opening. You think you might keel over and die when you’re suddenly face to face with The Choi Chanhee.

His lips curl up almost menacingly, crossing his arms over his chest. “Well well well, look what the cat dragged in.”

“Shut the fuck up,” your teeth grit together. “Aren’t you supposed to be in a meeting or something? Why are you here?”

“Ended early,” he shrugs. “The tutors have a habit of leaving prematurely when I’m not around, so I wanted to see if there was anyone here. Guess it’s my lucky day, huh?”

This dude was a walking headache for real. You were seriously going to walk out of the lab with a migraine if he kept talking like he was so fucking smart. He was, but he didn’t need to know that you thought that. His own ego was large enough without you inflating it even more.

“I’m going home.” You state simply, mouth drawn in a straight line. You didn’t have the patience for his aggravating ass tonight.

“Am I really that horrible that you won’t accept my aid? I heard that you’ve been having problems with Lewis Structures. I may like to joke around, but I’m not really a masochist who likes to watch people suffer,” Chanhee chuckles with a shake of his head. “You’re just so easy to rile up.”

“Could’ve fooled me,” you mutter, avoiding his piercing gaze. “But fine. If you’re actually gonna help me, I’ll let you just this once. I can’t afford to have this cost me a perfect midterm grade.”

He grins, something that looks conniving. You hate how much more attractive it makes him. You were thankful again for the fact that there were no other students present. It was embarrassing enough to be seen being civil with the worst person in the world.

Chanhee takes the seat beside you, turning it so he’s facing you. You keep your body squared to the table, flipping your textbook to the page on Lewis Structures and preparing a fresh sheet in your notebook. You feel your cheeks warm up with the attention on you, his arms still folded in front of him.

“S-So I don’t get the— um— I don’t— uh— I don’t understand the dominant— the dominant bonds,” your eyes squeeze shut, mortified by the amount of stuttering and fumbling over your words. “How do you— um— how do you determine them?”

He smiles at how cute you are, a shy side of you he’s never seen before. He was so used to you constantly arguing with him, used to you standing your ground and competing with him even when you knew he’d come out on top. He places an arm on the back of your chair, leaning in to read what was in your textbook although he didn’t need to. He just wanted an excuse to get closer to you.

“So you’re gonna want your formal charge to be as close to zero as possible. In order to calculate that, you’ll have to subtract the number of bonds divided by two and the number of electron pairs from the total number of valence electrons per individual atom,” Chanhee explains, pointing at the formula on the page. “How about I give you a couple examples to work on?”

You nod slowly, afraid your voice might betray you again. He jots down a few molecular examples on your notebook, pausing for a moment to nip at his lip and examine you. You blink, a little confused by the action.

“What are you doing?” There’s a slight crack in your tone.

“I have an idea,” he licks his lips. “To make this more rewarding for us both.”

Your brows furrow, his response further perplexing you. One of his hands situates itself on your thigh, your eyes widening. Of all days to wear a skirt, why did you have to choose today? You glance between his face and his hand, lips parted.

“Ch-Chanhee?”

“Yes, pretty?”

You don’t know why the nickname has your upper and lower heartbeats skipping, sweat forming on your palms. You’d always been too preoccupied despising him for being so much better at everything than you were. But right now, his fingers creeping beneath the denim of your skirt, all of that seemed to fly out of the window. You gasp as his fingertips reach the lace of your panties.

“I can make you feel good,” he says into your ear, thumb massaging your thigh. “I can make this worth your while if you do well for me.”

He was giving you fucking whiplash. One second he was teasing you for coming to the tutoring lab, and the next he was trying to coax you into coming quite literally. You think you’re the insane one, however, because you can’t conjure a logical reason to say no.

“Okay,” you breathe, shakily picking up your mechanical pencil. “Okay, I’ll do my best.”

You begin to work on the first molecule he wrote out, trying to ignore his slender fingers pushing aside your underwear and rubbing your clit gently. Your bottom lip quivers when his lips make contact with your neck, kissing up and down softly with each circle of his phalanges on your sensitive bundle of nerves.

Chanhee presses two fingers inside of your cunt, smiling against your skin when you whimper, nearly dropping your pencil. You fight back tears threatening to spill from your eyes due to lack of reaction, his digits so skilled at working your pussy and looping that knot in your abdomen. Your legs spread wider as you attempt to finish the first example as quickly as possible, so he can knock you over that edge that seems so close now.

“D-Done,” you shiver, lids almost fluttering shut from pure bliss.

Chanhee judges your answer, fingers halting their movements when he recognizes an error. You whine, that taste of sweet release pulled right from under you like a rug. He tsks, kissing your temple as if he hadn’t just denied you an orgasm.

“That’s not the dominant structure. Try again.” He instructs, not continuing until you’ve picked up the pencil and rewrote the Lewis Structure.

You ignore his palm applying pressure to your clit as his fingers thrust in and out of your drooling cunt, lips sucking at the exposed base of your neck, where it meets your shoulder. Your focus zeroes in on completing this structure correctly, rearranging the electron bonds until they’re right. You feel your climax returning when he praises you for getting it this time.

“Such a smart girl,” he murmurs into your collarbone. “Now do the other one.”

He doesn’t stop his assault, increasing the pace of his fingers while you scribble out numbers and draw electron pairs. Your orgasm inches towards you, like a freight train going at full speed. Chanhee curls his middle finger, tripping you up and causing you to write down a wrong number on accident. Ever the perceptive, he relaxes his wrist and retracts his hand, the band in your stomach loosening along with it.

“Please, Chanhee,” you cry, tears beginning to roll down your cheeks. “Need to cum so bad.”

“Mm-mm,” he scolds. “Not until you finish the structure properly. C’mon, I know you can be a good girl for me.”

You force yourself to persevere, bottom lip between your teeth when he slips his fingers back into your pussy. Pretending like you weren’t on the cusp of euphoria was making you dizzy, but it was necessary if you wanted to reach it completely. You couldn’t handle a third denial.

Chanhee speeds up his fingers, adding his thumb on your clit for extra stimulation. It was like he did enjoy watching you suffer. Perhaps he really was a masochist. You scrawl the last electron bond of the structure, releasing the pencil from your grasp and throwing your head back with a low whine. He hums in appreciation at a job well done.

“Oh my god,” you moan softly, looking down at where his hand disappears in your skirt. “Feels s-so good.”

“Yeah?” Chanhee goads, peppering kisses on your jaw and nibbling at your pulse point. “Ready to cum for me, pretty? Gonna cum all over my fingers?”

You can’t even reply, his cocky voice filling your head as he finally permits your orgasm, walls convulsing and clenching around his digits with a wail. It hasn’t even occurred to you that you’re in a very public, very open space, where anyone could walk in at any given moment. Your brain is too foggy from your overstimulated cunt and the comprehension that Choi Chanhee just fucking fingered you to even consider the consequences of the location.

It only takes a few seconds for you to come to, your body catching up with your head. You look at Chanhee with eyes resembling those of a prey cornered by its predator.

“Why is your hand still inside my skirt?”

“‘S warm down there,” he shrugs with a sly smile. “Besides, I’m not really done with you yet.”

“What are you talking about…?” You trail off, throat dry from how winded this guy was making you.

“You still need some practice before your midterm, no? And I kinda wanna see how pretty you look under me.”

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ourloveiselectrifying · 2 months

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Can I get a NSFW alphabet for Kev *bats eyelashes* prebby please

>:D

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Kevin is really into aftercare, he'd want to snuggle and nap first but once they wake up, bathe MC or have a shower together, pamper and clean them, lick and bandage any wounds if Kevin got a little too rough, and cook them a nice meal!

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

They of course, love their cock, and loves MCs thighs/ass!

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He swallows :3

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He'd lick and nibble a lot cuz they'd have an animalistic urge to to take a bite out of and taste MC, Like cuteness aggression but horny violence.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Experienced, he knows what he's doing, but it's been a while!

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Preference on positions where they get to see MCS face/MC has to look at him.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Humorous, will crack jokes while his cock is buried deep inside you.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

The carpet does not match the drapes and he's well groomed for a dingo-man :3

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He likes to be affectionate and kiss/nibble/lick/rub.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Prefers to masturbate with his t-dick, uses toys, is a lot more whimpery and whiny on his own.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

- petplay

- sadomasochism

- gags/blindfolds

- toys

- biting

- restraints

- blood

- sleepy sex

- drugging

- edging

- collars

- shock

- roleplay

- threesome (very specific situation)

- gunplay

- primal

- kissing/hickies

- breathplay

- cockwarming/worshipping

- outdoors

- uniform/costume

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

On the bike, on the couch, in the bed, and in the forest!

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Instant turn-on is MC showing any sort of sexual attraction to them or being needy.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

- Breeding/pregnancy (he'll joke about it to freak out MC)

- Subbing (he'll humour a dominant MC, but shut it down as soon as they feel threatened)

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Really likes giving and receiving oral, but a preference for giving.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Rough or gentle is dependent on mood/how excited they are, but they like to take it slow and build up.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Yes, it might evolve into regular sex though, or he'll just tease MC until they have the spare time for a proper fucking.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Yes, Kevin is constantly taking risks.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He can and prefers to last a while, mostly one round, unless they're in heat, then it's all day if they had it their way.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He loves toys a lot, on himself, and MC (has a special dildo moulded just for MC, how sweet!)

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

They love to tease, specifically if it gets to MC!

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Loud, panting, growls like an animal, and little whimpers and whines.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Doesn't like penetrative sex with others, but uses toys on himself.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Human form: Big T-dick!

Dingo-man form: BIG knot-dick!

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Pretty high, and has a sort of animal heat where he gets extra needy too.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Pretty quickly, since all he wants to do afterwards is spoon and cuddle.

#ourloveiselectrifyinggame #murder sim #murdersim #horrorsim #horror sim #visual novel #kevin ourloveiselectrifying

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mermaidsirennikita · 10 months

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a) of course Starz picked up up Mary and George, as the channel that is basically "historical shows for women who want to see nudity onscreen" (said with respect)

b) of course Starz is doing that Outlander prequel about the dead parents we know die horribly like the one who has a heart attack or some shit after the trauma of seeing his son basically flayed alive instead of adapting, I don't know, a historical romance series in which it's literally period piece content for women who want to see nudity, which doesn't actually have any rape

#romance novel blogging #like to be fair a lot of the great historical romance series just can't be made today without significant changes #like sorry wallflowers adaptation fantasy girlies i was among your numbers once #but you literally can't do that without bastardizing st. vincent in today's climate #and if you're bastardizing st. vincent #wyd why bother #(ironically think dreaming of you could for sure be done today. i mean derek craven does strangle a lady but #a) she was TRULY EVIL and b) you can always tone that down without changing the scene)#you could maybe do the hathaways if you updated some shit with cam and kev #which wouldn't be hard and lisa should probs do that instead of hacking away at dubcon #but anyway. fifth avenue rebels is where it's at #you get the girl gang you get the gilded age excess you get nellie young distributing condoms while the duke of lockwood is all #'i'll get you out of jail my love i'll just call my PERSONAL FRIEND teddy roosevelt' only to get left on read by teddy roosevelt #because he is a JOKE.#('doesn't being a duke mean ANYTHING' he asks and the resounding answer is 'no?')#MADE for the big screen and they could probs get it at a p low cost bc it's successful but not kleypas successful #which is good bc tho it survives like a cockroach i feel like starz makes approx no money #anyway look at me. zaslav whomst. i should run this shit.

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lolahauri · 8 months

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F/F, M/M, F/M, GN/F, GN/M, Poly Ships of any kind.

Now that that's out of the way, here's the list of fandoms and characters i'm familiar with and will happily take requests on! (you can request other characters from these fandoms, but it might take me longer!)

FNAF Movie: Vanessa, Mike, William/Steve. Turning Red: Ming Lee, Jin Lee. YOU: Joe, Love, Beck, Peach. Encanto: Isabela, Bruno, Dolores, Julieta. Regular Show: Mordecai, Margret, Eileen, CJ, Benson. (Human Ver) Attack on Titan: Armin, Eren, Mikasa, Sasha, Levi, Hanji, Annie, Historia, Reiner, Erwin. BNA: Michiru, Shirou. Stardew Valley: All Adult Humans. (Including SDVE & RSV) Total Drama: All season 1 contestants, Chris, Chef, Blainley. SheRa: All Adults (Except Rogelio) King Of The Hill: Hank, Peggy, Luanne, Nancy, Dale, John Redcorn, Kahn, Min. Shameless: Lip, Fiona, Kev, V, Tony. Riverdale: FP Jones, Jughead, Veronica, Hiram, Betty. Creepypasta: Ben, Jeff, Jane, Eyeless Jack, Laughing Jack, Slenderman, Masky, Hoodie, Toby, Nina, Clockwork, Splendorman, Kate. Gravity Falls: Stan, Ford, Soos, Giffany Steven Universe: Jasper, Amethyst, Blue Diamond, Peridot, Lapis, Garnet, Rose, Bismuth, Greg. Adventure Time/Fiona and Cake: Princess Bubblegum, Marceline, Marshall Lee, Winter King, Candy Queen, Simon, Ice King, Fiona. COD: Konig, Ghost, Mace, Keegan, Krueger, Valeria. Desperate Housewives: Bree, Gabby, Edie, Mike, Lynette. DC: Batman, Harley, Joker, Ivy, Lex Luthor (Jesse Eisenburg). Slashers & DBD: Brahms, Ghostface (general), Michael Myers, Jason Vorhees, Pyramid Head, The Spirit, Wraith, Huntress, Trapper, The Trickster, Pearl, Carrie White, Jennifer Check, Stu Matcher, Billy Loomis, Tiffany Valentine, Thomas Hewitt, Bubba Sawyer, Bo Sinclair, Vincent Sinclair, Eric Draven. Nintendo: Link, Zelda, Peach, Daisy, Rosalina, Luigi, Waluigi, Bowser. Squid Games: Gi-Hun, Sae-Byeok, Ali, Sang Woo. Rick and Morty: Rick, Beth, Jerry. Stranger Things: Robin, Billy, Eddie, Chrissy, Hopper. Bee & Puppycat: Bee, Deckard, Cass, Toast. Princess & The Frog: Shadow Man, Tiana, Lottie, Naveen. Ratatouille: Collette, Linguini. The Nanny: CC, Fran, Maxwell. Full House: Danny, Jesse, Joey. BigBang Theory: Raj, Leonard, Amy, Penny. Spiderverse: Miguel, Jessica Drew. Black Dynamite: Honeybee, Black Dynamite. Breaking Bad: Skylar, Jesse, Walter. National Treasure: Benjamin Gates, Riley Poole. Superstore: Jonah, Amy, Dina. Spongebob: Man Ray, Dennis. Tangeled: Flynn, Rapunzel, Mother Gothell. Lisa Frankenstein: Lisa, Creature, Taffy. Jane the Virgin: Jane, Micheal, Rogelio, Petra, Xiomara, Rose, Luisa. Young Sheldon: Mary, Connie. Twilight: Edward, Carlisle, Alice, Charlie. Scott Pilgrim vs The World: Kim, Gideon, Ramona, Wallace. American Animals: Evan Peters (Warren), Barry Keoghan (Spencer). The Batman (2022): Batman, Riddler. Little Mermaid (2023): Ariel, Eric. Bob's Burgers: Linda, Bob. Avatar: Jake, Neytiri. Frozen: Elsa, Anna, Kristoff.My Hero Academia: Dabi, Hawks, Aizawa. Futurama: Leela, Amy, Fry, Bender. Earth Girls Are Easy: Mac, Wiploc, Zeebo, Valerie. Supernatural: Dean, Sam, Castiel.

Sherlock (2010): Sherlock Holmes, John Watson. Silverado: Slick, Rae, Mal, Paden.

Nani Palekai (Lilo & Stitch) Paul Cable (Last Stand at Saber River) Peter Mitchell (3 Men & A Baby) Randy Marsh (South Park) Charles Ingalls (Little House on the Prairie) Master Chief (Halo) Ian Hawke (Alvin & The Chipmunks) Poe Dameron (Star Wars: The Force Awakens) Linda Gunderson (Rio) Bruce (Beyond Therapy) Jack Harrison (Transylvania 6-5000) Peggy Bundy (Married… With Children) Kitten (Breakfast on Pluto) Scarecrow (Batman Begins) John Wick (John Wick 4) David Levinson (Independence Day) Jackson Rippner (Red Eye)Mike (5lbs of Pressure) Santa/Babbo Natale (Violent Night) Dan Conner (Roseanne) Tate Langdon (AHS: Murder House) Lt. Robert 'Bob' Floyd (Top Gun: Maverick 2022) Francine (American Dad) Beverly Goldberg (The Goldbergs) Fujimoto (Ponyo) Thomas Magnum (Magnum, P.I 1980) Doug Remer (Baseketball) Ian Malcolm (Jurassic Park 1993) Rose Tyler (Doctor Who) Moe Doodle (Doodle Bops) Astarion (Baulders Gate 3) Trevor Phillips (GTA5)Shaun Murphy (The Good Doctor) Georgia Miller (Ginny & Georgia) John Doe (John Doe Game) Paul Blart (Paul Blart Mall Cop) Fezzik (Princess Bride)

#x reader #self ship #shipping #ao3 writer #fandom #minors dni #intro post #pinned post

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So I’m reading through your ideas for Ben 10 and seeing the “cliquey and territorial cerebrocrustaceans” one is making me realize how absolutely hysterical it would’ve been if at the beginning of Alien Force Brainstorm was incredibly kind and affectionate towards Gwen more so than Ben usually is meanwhile he’s just disgusted by Kevin’s entire existence.

Brainstorm: “Oh, Gwendolyn! I have a surprise for you! I witnessed you express an interest to see a feature film that has recently debuted, so I decided to purchase two tickets so that you may go and see it with a colleague of your choosing! And there’s no need to worry about refreshments: I’m more than happy to lend you the proper fare required for you and your chosed companion to purchase all of your favorites!”

Gwen, genuinely put off as Ben’s never been this nice to her before: “Umm…thanks?”

Kevin: “Hey Ben, do you know where the bathroom is?”

Brainstorm: “T H E G R O U N D U P O N W H I C H Y O U S T A N D.”

(Of course, as Ben gradually warms up to Kevin, Brainstorm eventually grants him one of the highest honors he can bestow: permission to touch him without needing his consent first)

Oh hell yeah this got me cracking up!

Ben 10 rarely ever explores the differing psychology between Ben’s humanity and all the aliens he does transform into- well, save for Rath that is! Sure, the smarter aliens he transforms into affect his intelligence, but academic IQ is a completely different ballpark to social instincts, and the idea that Brainstorm who - being a cerebrocrustacean who’s social evolution centres on a severe in-group vs out-group - would interact quite differently with his peers than in his human base form.

Hah, Gwen may be confused and perhaps slightly off-put given Ben - while affectionate and caring of her - isn’t quite so open and hmm… what’s the term… considerate? Attentive? About her interests that he’d spend the money on them for her. At least for the sake of their present closeness Brainstorm wasn’t on 10 year old Ben’s playlist, Gwen would have been on the outest of out-groups you’d need to have been a criminal actively harming him to get it worse.

*looking at Kevin* Ah right yes, that criminality- Kevin would HATE Brainstorm like it was personal, even after Ben the human gets to trust him more and drop the suspicions. Would probably groan whenever he shows up again, it’s almost like Kev treats Brainstorm like an entirely different person (in a similar but opposite way Ben sees his transformations as people), even after he becomes part of Brainstorm’s in-group. Can’t handle the saccharine :P Understandable-

#ask #anonymous #cerebrocrustacean #brainstorm #brainstorm ben 10 #ben tennyson #gwen tennyson #kevin levin #ben 10 #xenobiology #heheh- as opposed to greymatter kinda ignoring gwen in favour of making shit #brainstorm is probably far too attentive- a little too much to what gwen is used to from ben #if these cousins act almost like siblings then brainstorm is practically gwen’s twin with how much he shows his affection #on the other hand- human ben gets to express whatever distrust early on with kevin with light hearted sarcasm #you know- giving the social graces of ‘you’re on thin fucking ice but you haven’t fucked up yet’#brainstorm essentially uses all of ben’s memory of kevin as a child criminal and goes full ‘judge jury and executioner’ on his ass #it’s not pretty- it’s understandable in encepahlous culture to be pretty horrid to your out-group #especially the out-groups that have done active harm to you or your fellow in-group #but it turns what could be seen as mirthful jokes (even if there’s a hint of hurt in them)#into actual anger and heh- it’s not pretty in human relationships #something something nature vs nurture yada yada instintual and taught social differences #brainstorm by cerebrocrustacean standards is actually behaving pretty mildly in reaction to kevin’s past #ben after all is raised as human- for all the nature becoming a different species gives him he still has his own human education #it’s not great- he’s still kinda vaguely throwing a tantrum and being outwardly untrusting of kev #but at least he won’t spit on his grave- cerebrocrustacean drama is extreme lemme tell ya

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ao3feed-larry · 2 years

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You're So Gorgeous

by kevinsleftfoot

(Ocean blue eyes, lookin’ in mine, I feel like I might sink and drown and die.)

Harry Styles has the perfect life.

Amazing fans, a loving family, lots of money, and the best girlfriend ever. (Even though they're not actually dating.)

Everything about that perfect life changes when he meets Louis Tomlinson.

Words: 4025, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: One Direction (Band)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F, M/M

Characters: Harry Styles, Louis Tomlinson, Niall Horan, Zayn Malik, Original Female Character(s), Liam Payne, Kendall Jenner, Simon Cowell, The Styles Family, The Tomlinson Family, Nick Grimshaw

Relationships: Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson, Zayn Malik/Liam Payne, Original Female Character(s)/Original Female Character(s), Harry Styles/Original Female Character(s), but its fake dw - Relationship

Additional Tags: Strangers to Lovers, Kinda, Friends to Lovers, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Bisexual Harry Styles, Gay Louis Tomlinson, Everyone is Queer, except niall, Niall Horan & Harry Styles Friendship, Niall Horan & Louis Tomlinson Friendship, Slow Burn, but not that slow, Implied/Referenced Sexual Assault, Closeted Harry, louis is kind of out but not really, Alternate Universe - No One Direction, Famous Harry, Famous Niall Horan, Non-Famous Liam Payne, Model Louis Tomlinson, yes i know realistically he's too short, Model Zayn Malik, wish this was reality, god zayn is so hot, Louis Tomlinson is a Little Shit, Harry Styles Thinks Louis Tomlinson is Pretty, harry styles loves fashion, but secretly, Minor Zayn Malik/Liam Payne, Pansexual Zayn Malik, Zayn Malik & Louis Tomlinson Friendship, Artist Zayn Malik, Publicity, Simon Cowell Being An Asshole, Implied/Referenced Homophobia, Implied Sexual Content, Song: Gorgeous (Taylor Swift), Song: Delicate (Taylor Swift), Song: Dancing With Our Hands Tied (Taylor Swift)

via AO3 works tagged 'Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson' https://ift.tt/6osPbIf

#author #larry stylinson #larry fic #ao3 feed larry #You're So Gorgeous #<p>by <a rel= href="/users/kev

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urfavblackbimbo · 5 months

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Hiyaaa it’s me again and I’m with Ch.5 and I’m soo excited for y’all to read this, shit is about to go down(in a good way and maybe a little bad too 👀) but I can’t believe I made this far, I never thought I would be a writer being a long time reader, but I’m also ready to write to ch.6 (👀), so y’all have fun reading this chapter as much I wrote this, and thank you for taking the time to read this love story.

Summary: It’s the Fourth of July weekend and boy are you happy to spend some time with your boys but with your momma being there it will still be a fun time, and with the pigs crashing the party nothing bad will happen (right?)

Warings: afab-reader, n-word usage, cursing, inter action w/ police, talk of police brutality (one scene) kissing, smut, blowjob, fingering, squirting, unprotected p-in v, missionary, cum-eating, doggystyle (I think that’s all, lmk if I miss anything 💕)

Wordcount: 4.3k mdni! (18+) happy reading!!

This takes place in episode 5

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Opening your eyes to look at your light pink curtains blowing in the breeze of your room, stretching above your head, feeling your bones shake uncontrollably, slowing rising up you pull off the covers, you stand on your tippy toes getting a full body stretch still feeling sleepy, a yawn comes out, walking out of your room in to the bathroom, you brush your teeth and wash your face, then you do your business, walking out to see your momma making something “Good morning momma, what’cha makin’?” your momma turns around “Good morning baby, and I’m makin’ mac n’ cheese, oh also I bought some chocolate chip cookies, so you can bring that.” you can’t believe your momma is actually coming with you, definitely cramping your style but can you still talk to your friends? “Hey momma I have a question for you?” “Yes baby.” “You think I can still talk to Frankie, Lee, and Kev?” your momma stops at her layering and turns to look at you, her eyes shift down and back at you “Yes you can, only because it’s gonna be at Jerome’s but don’t have to be all day thing okay.” you nod your head “Thank you momma, I’ll try to keep it short when we’re at the party.” your momma returns back to her layering, you hear your stomach growling, you walk to the fridge to see your leftover spaghetti, you grab the container out setting it on the counter, you grab a plate and setting it down next to the container, getting a healthy amount of what you want and warming it up in the microwave, you take a seat at the table waiting for you food, your see your momma taking the aluminum foil and wrapping it around the dish and putting it in the oven and shutting it close “Okay just two hours in there and then it should be done.” the beeper goes off grabbing the steaming plate and setting it down and start eating your food. Feeling satisfied, when you're done you wash your plate and set it on the drying rack “Did you wanna watch so tv momma?” Your momma nods her head and starts walking to the living room and taking a seat, you walk next to her, your momma turns to the tv seeing good time’s playing on the screen, you relax on the couch, basking in this little moment with your momma.

Eventually you both hear the timer go off, your momma gets up to check on the food “Mhmm now that’s what you call mac n’ cheese, now just a few minutes in the broiler and it’s done, hey lexi why don’t you get dress this is about to be done sweetie.” you rise up from the coach to walk to your room closing the door. You change into a yellow t-shirt and some shorts, you put your socks and shoes on, you walk to your mirror taking off your bonnet off, grabbing your pick and combing it threw your hair, forming in a perfect circle, when your done, you walk to your back-pack opening the front pocket to see your necklace you put it on, tucking it under your shirt walking out of your room seeing your momma dress in a blue blouse and some pants and platform shoes, she’s covering the pan with top, walking to grab a large cloth for her hands, you walk into the kitchen to grab a plastic a container for the cookies layering them in a circle and closing the top “You ready Lexi?” “Yeah momma, let’s go.”

Your momma locks the front door and starts walking the steps you start to follow her on the inside of the sidewalk towards to Jerome and Louie house, hearing a rap music on the corner, seeing fellow blacks folks dancing and laughing with red cups in their hands, some folks playing dominos the kids running in and out of the house, Jerome walks out his house with a loud speaker telling Kev to move his shit out of the way, a woman walks up to your momma asking the take the food from her and wanting to setting on the table for everybody you momma turns to you “Go have fun baby, I’m gonna see to find you a new daddy.” She starts laughing and starts walking to some man in a fedora hat, you walk closer to the house, seeing Frankie talking to Melody asking about the bread pudding she had, you see Frankie turn to see you and giving back to Melody and starts walking up to you, he gives a hug feeling his strong arms touching you, he leans in, but you stop him “My momma is here so we can’t.” a small frown on his face and steps back to see if your momma is looking, thankfully she’s not “Hey let me take these from you, also Kev and Lee are here too.” Melody starts to walk up to you both “Hey Franklin, maybe I can see you later after the party huh?” you see her puffing up her chest, her eyes looking at him ‘Oh fuck no’ in your mind, you walk inbetween him, looking her in eyes “You back the fuck from him.” Melody eyes looking straight at you “Fine get my sloppy second then.” Balling your fist tightly, ready to deck this bitch on the ground “Mel you need to leave I don’t need you here, startin’ shit.” you smile at her “You heard him Melody leave.” you put your hand out telling her to move it, Melody looking timid walking back to her house, putting her head down holding hard ass brick pudding.

Frankie touches your arm “Come with to set these cookies Kev and Lee are here too.” you waved at a couple of your neighbors, everyone was in good spirits, seeing Cissy on the grill and dancing with Louie for a man “You hungry baby?” shaking your head no “I had spaghetti this morning so I’m full from that.” you hear Cissy say ‘Hell no’ and walking up to Frankie’s father . Frankie follows behind his mother “Mama hold up.” you stay back at the table not wanting your momma see you in the saint drama, you walk up the steps Lee and Kev talking to each other “Hey y’all.” “Ayeee Lexi!” coming from both of them “When did you get here?” coming from Kev “I just got here actually, but my momma is here with me.” “That’s cool. Did your mama make her mac n’ cheese too?” Lee said “She did and I made some cookies too.” they both starting laughing “Lexi I know you didn’t make any cookies, you know your ass can’t cook.” Lee is busting out laughing, running away almost from you both, you lightly punch at Kev “Oh yeah Kev and when was the last time you made something huh.” seeing Cissy walking up the house “Jerome, get your crazy ass down from there.” hearing Jerome voice coming from the roof “Now Cissy, look I’m just gettin started up here.” Hearing his lighter going off, thinking Jerome is about to light off some fireworks

Frankie walks up the steps, he dabs up Lee a Kev and gives you a hug at the end, you look at him “Hey you good?” “Yeah I am.” not wanting to put any pressure on him and nodded “Aye man we need to talk.”Lee said “What’s up.” “Kev wants in, and just hear the man out. I don’t need a damn thing” “I’m just tryin’ to keep this shit low-key.” He sighs “Look, all I’m saying is strength in numbers.” Lee points at all of you “And if you ask me, we already one nigga over capacity.” Lee looks in-shock “And what about Lexi huh ain’t she one nigga over capacity?” You look at lee “What the fuck Leon.” He puts a hand on Lee's shoulder “Lexi here she told me from the beginning that she wants to be in this and so she doesn’t count and since she’s my girl I want her in this now, next to me and if those fools get outta pocket I’m-a handle it. But until then it’s still a straight up ‘if.” Lee looking perplexed “Hey look JJ’s dead.” Kev perks up “Wait a sec? What?” “One of Karvel’s boys, got lit up this morning both him and his girl. Shit could’ve gone down a number of ways.” you all walk down the steps to be interrupted by Frankie’s father “You cats mind?”

Frankie follows his father to have a conversation.

You know you shouldn’t be ear-hustlin’ to them, but you couldn’t help it. Hearing that Frankie bailed his out of jail this morning and knowing that he could never pay him back, Frankie looking fed up with his sob story and telling his father to ‘Shut the fuck up.’ and his father couldn’t believe his and repeated the word and frankie nods his head “Yeah man just shut the fuck, huh I don’t need your sorry. I don’t need to hear any of that shit.” your eyes are on frankie now and his father says “Sorry? What the fuck I got be sorry for….all I’ve ever wanted to do was be my own man, And I couldn’t be ashamed of that if I wanted to.” Frankie eyes looking at his father not breaking eye contact “I’ve got new for you what you. What you are ain’t no fuckin’ man!” “Okay and you would know that it?… Shit. You ain’t gotta fuckin’ clue. Cause if you did, then why’d you come lookin’ for me?” Frankie puts his head down, then a loud bang starts going off everyone looks up at the commotion, causing Jerome to back away from the fireworks and then falling off the roof, you turn to look at Frankie, seeing him coming towards you “Hey you okay?” “Yeah, just Jerome scared me with them damn fireworks.” your momma coming towards you as well “What are you doing with him Alexia?” Frankie speaks up first “Mrs. Johnson Lexi was just scared of the fireworks and I just wanted to see if she was okay.” you nod your head “He’s right momma. It just scared me little momma.” Frankie nods his head and starts walking towards Lee and Kev “Come on baby, let’s go grab a plate and and can you make a plate for us for later.” Momma said “Of course momma.”

A few hours later

The moon is shining on you, looking at the moon seeing how beautifully large it is. You feel a hand on your waist pulling you closer turning to see your Frankie “What’cha lookin’ at?” “The moon, don’t you think she look so pretty.” Frankie giggles “What’cha you think the moon is a girl Lexi.” “Why not? I think the moon is girl and you could be my sun.” “Mhmm you do shine in the moonlight.” You smile and putting your head down, he lifts your chin up to softly kiss you, his full gracefully touching you, his bites your lip, you put your hand on his shoulders slowly pushing him away “My momma is still here. You can’t be actin’ like this.” He pouts, pushing his lips out, you kiss him “Look at you mhmm you said we need to stop.” He pulls away smirking down at you “ haven’t told you yet but you look pretty today.” Your roll your eyes “Thank you Frankie.” Two cop cars roll up to the house with there lights on four white cops come out with the uniforms on “Who owns the house?” One of them says “It’s my mutherfucken house.” Jerome walks up to one of the cops, Cissy walks in front of Jerome “Is there a problem officer?” “There has been a report of gunshots coming off the roof.” “It’s just some fireworks. We do it every year.” “And what about the weed and the open containers.. is that a part of the ritual too.” Seeing what’s happening, is something you see all too well, cops coming into black neighborhoods terrorizing, and using force for no reason “Are you for-real? Hey yo, you real right now? It’s independence day” Jerome not believing his ears said, "Hey sir, you need to check your attitude.” Frankie walked from you to come closer to the officers “And you need to check the nuts!” You follow him “Franklin. Stop” trying to pull him away, he slips out of your grip to face the cops “Frankie please?” Cissy pushes him back “No. We’re not doing this today. All right?” Cissy steps in front of everyone “I’m not moving until we have a civil goddamn conversation, come on now.” the officers coming toward Frankie and pushing Cissy out the way “Wanna have a drink.” “The fuck you doin’ “ Frankie look at the cop, taking out his baton to punch him in the stomach, he falls to the ground, everyone screaming trying to break fight, the other officers had there guns out pointing at your peoples escalating the situation the disgusting pig grabs to pull frankie in a chokehold restricting his breathing “Stop you’re hurting him fucking stop!” you screamed out, his color almost leaving his skin almost turning him blue.

Another cop car shows up to see Andre in his uniform “Hey hey hey what are you doing. Put the thing away, stop it man.” Andre telling partners to stand down, “Fuckin Pigs!” Kev yells, the cop pulls away from him, he’s hyperventilating, you kneel down to Frankie, rubbing his back. Cissy and I keep telling him to keep breathing, air not filling in his lungs fast enough, Andre trying to comfort him, Jerome runs up on Andre “Back away from my nephew you boy.” Louie steps in front of Jerome and pushes him back “You’re okay Frankie, you’re okay.” Andre tells his partners to leave the property and he gets into his car and drives off. Frankie slowly gets up from the ground with his hand on his stomach, Cissy and Jerome help him get him inside of the house, your momma comes up next to you “We’re leaving right now.” you nod your head, you both walk back to the table to grab your containers and start walking back to your house “I saw you lexi.” you suck your teeth “What did you want me to do momma? he was getting choke out.” “You shouldn't have been around that. You should’ve been inside of the house, it's not your business to be around that.” you shake your head “Whatever momma.”

You walked into your room, not even saying goodnight to your momma, you lay on top of your bed, obviously you’re not going to bed especially what just happen, your mind is racing seeing that cop choking Frankie out and not stopping until Andre came to stop it, you wait for about an hour to your momma go to bed, you step out of your room, looking to see your momma’s door closed, slowly creeping out of the house, you slowly close the front door and start walking back to Jerome’s house.

Everybody is still partying, you know the police can never stop a black folks party, still in good vibes, the music is still blasting around the block, you see Frankie holding a red cup with ice talking to Cissy “Hey y’all, how are you feel Frankie?” he smiles at you “I’m feeling better, but I sound worse though.” his voice groggy, deeping his voice. Cissy stands up and gives you a hug “I’m gonna check on Jerome, see how he’s feeling?” she walks away opening her spot to him, you sit next to Frankie “How are you really feeling Frankie?” looking into his chocolate eyes, he closed his eyes and looks back at you “The fact I felt powerless in that moment, that I couldn’t do anything cause he’s a cop I never want that feeling. Ever.” you nod your head “These pigs think they can do whatever they want because they have a gun and badge. But fuck them.” Looking at Frankie, seeing his signature red and white baseball t-shirt and dark jeans and some adidas, you kiss him feeling his lips touching against you, he grunts against you “I need you right now.” he grabs your hand to the guest room, gracefully slipping through the crowd.

Frankie walks in first into the room opening it for you, passing him and close and locks the door, you sit on the bed putting your arms out so he can climb on top of you, slipping into your legs he pecks your lips and slowly grinding into your covered pussy, just feeling your body getting hot, wrapping your arms his neck, you put your thick thighs around him pulling him closer, not wanting stop, you pull off his his shirt “Ugh fuck baby.” hearing his voice now still little horse making him sound even more sexy, you push him up to take off your shirt, his hands go to your breast almost spilling through his hands, he bends down to take of your nipple into his mouth and massaging the other one “O my god baby you’re making me feel so good.” A couple knocks, hits the door and scares you and Frankie “Aye who’s in there?” Hearing Jerome voice coming through the door “It’s Franklin.” “Aight nephew, is Lexi in there with you?” his nosy ass “Hey Jerome and yeah it’s me.” you can hear Jerome laughing “Aight y’all have a good night.” he returns back to you looking into your eyes “What?’’ his voice again sounding like its lower by three octaves, your raise your hand touching his throat, seeing a little bruising around it, you kiss his neck, tasting the sweat of his neck, he groans “ughh shit, fuck baby.” you couldn’t stop, you moved down to the other side finding his sweet spot, he grinds into you, feeling he’s getting hard “Take this shit off.” He tugged at your clothes, you both stood up to take off your clothes and got back on to the bed.

You push him on the bed with a loud thud, you climbed on top of him kissing up his body to his lips, you rest your hips on his mound, you kiss down his body to chest, stomach, and finally to his dick, you lick your lips to start to kiss it, you open your mouth to take him into your mouth, breathing through your nose and going deeper, he’s moaning, even through his voice is a little rough, deliciously so, hearing it now he’s moaning for you, his voice cracks “Ohh fuck baby, o-oohh yes yes yes, fuck you suckin’ me so fuckin’ good.” you moved your hand down to your pussy, slowly rubbing it, feeling your yourself getting wet, you kept breathing you nose “Baby get up I don’t want to nut fuck.” but you didn’t stop, he spreads his thighs, you take a big breath, to have Frankie in your throat, he moans louder, relaxing under your touch, you moved your fingers faster on your pussy “Fuck baby I’m gonna nut, are you gonna nut too baby?” your nod your head “Come on baby nut for me, that’s right. ohh shit uu-ghh.” feeling the heat spread from your pussy to your stomach, you start to shake, having this feeling wash over you. Frankie release himself to you, tasting natural odor in your mouth, you swallow it, you slowly get up to lay on the bed “Aye turn the fuck around, I still need to give yours now.” you lay on your back on the bed, he pulls you closer to him, you spread your legs and frankie holds them in place “fuck baby why do you smell better after you cum, I bet you even tatse better.” he kissing down to your pussy, he dives in his tongue swirling around your clit, like he’s kissing your other lips, your nipples harder “fu-uck baby fuck don’t stop ughh shit.” you can feel his moans through mouth, you grip his fro with your hand “Come on baby, nut on my face I need it. Fuckin’ give it to me.” he goes back to kissing your pussy, like he was making out with you, shaking your legs “Fuckkk”.

Letting your climax wash over you, having your eyes in the back of your head, he still didn’t stop eating you like you’re his last meal. Luckily the music is drowning your moans out so no one could hear y’all. Frankie finally gets up to come closer to you, giving you a kiss, tasting yourself on his lips, slipping his tongue in you “Hey I just want to check with you if you still want to do this, if not that’s fine.” looking in your eyes, you nod your head “I want to do this with you. I want you to be my first.” Frankie smiles “Okay you might fell some pressure okay, just let me know when it becomes too much for you.” you kiss him, pulling him down on top of you “I will Frankie.”Frankie puts his hands next to your face. He pushes in, you hiss feeling him entering in you “It’s okay baby, just breath I know I know.” pain is all you feel, He inches in closer “Ahh, okay keep going baby.” and finally he bottoms out, arching your back finally feeling him in all of his glory “Baby I’m need you to relax, okay your really tight.” you take a breath to relax your legs, he grons “Okay baby you can move now.” moving in and out of your pussy, now feeling the pleasure coming to you “Ughh fuck yeah baby. Fuck baby shit.” Frankie moans in your mouth “I know baby, fuck you feel so good right now.” he grabs your hands above your head, trapping you in hold, feeling his dick moving and hitting your spot “Ughh fuck baby, yeah you like that huh baby.” you nod your head, not even listening to what he said “Yes baby I do, your fucking my pussy so good.” He leans down to give you a sloppy kiss, you feel yourself about to cum “Fuck frankie I’m about to come ughh.” “I know baby l know, give me your nut baby, yeah get my dick wet for me.” and you did. Cumming on his dick was the best feeling in the world, almost becoming dickmitze. He still moving in out out of you “I know you could give me one more baby, just one more.” Frankie lifts off of you to flip you over on your stomach and pulls your hips up. He enters once more.

Being in this new postion and having him fucking you like this, resting your head on the pillow, feeling the blows coming from and not stopping, you feeel your pussy throbbing with with force “FUCK! you feel sooo goood baby, yeah baby don’t stop.” he moans “I’m not stopping baby, I’m never stopping.” your pussy is getting wetter by the second, he lifts you up to his chest, exploring a new postion for you, he looking down at your ass, seeing your ass moving the movements of frankie “Fuckkkk baby are you about to nut? I can feel it, mhmm it’s okay baby you can nut on this dick.” a wet splash coming out of you, making you even wetter than before “ughhh fuck frankie fuckfuckfuck ughh.” with two more pushes frankie cums as well inside of you, loving the feeling of him filling you up, he slowly lays you down back on the bed, and pulls out of you and lays next to you. He pulls you up to his chest, hearing his heart going a thousand miles per hour, “That was amazing baby, thank you being my first.” he kiss your head and pulls your chin to look at him “Your welcome baby, and I’m also gonna be your last.” you smile at him and kissing him “mhmm baby I should probably go use the bathroom.” you rise up the put back on your clothes and he does as well “Aye come up on the roof that’s where Lee and Kev gonna be at, I’m gonna bring Kev on the game with me.”

“Okay baby I’ll be there.” you walk out of the room and thankfully the music is still going, but everyone is outside, you walk in the bathroom to do your buisness, looking at yourself in the mirror ‘Bitch you is not a virgin no more.’ turning on the facuet to wash out your mouth.

You enter in the attic of the house seeing the window and hearing your boys laughing and cracking jokes and Kev even asked what me and Frankie were doing in the guest room “What me and Lexi do is nothin of your business.” and he being stern about, your were glad that Frankie didn’t diverge in what happen between you too, you walk on the roof next to Frankie “Sup y’all.” “Hey lexi.” coming from all of them, he grabs your hand interlocking with you “Aye Kev I want you to join in with us, because i want you to make money too. And I was gonna page Avi to get some more bricks from him.” Kev screams in joy “Thanks Franklin, hey I got a cousin in Oakland who could help us to kickstart of businesses.” he nods his head and turns to you “Well I’m guessing you comin’ too right?” you smile back at him “Of course baby, I’ll be there, I’ll talk to my momma about it.” he kisses you, groans coming from your friends and making kissy noises “Man this is amazing me and boys and girl making some money. AHHH!! love you mane, love mane.” Kev spoke. What a perfect moment with your man and friends felling like you all are on the top of the world, nothing could break up of what y’all have, you hope you all just make it out on top with millions attached to y’all’s name.

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OHHHH SHIT BITCH thank you thank you thank you for reading this took me a while to finish this but i’m glad to knock another one down, and let’s talk about Frankie’s voice(even though getting choke-out) the raspiness of voice, you can’t not tell me he would not sound even more sexy than before, just thinking about it even makes me horny 🫠, and that SEX SCENE (AGGHHHH!!) gurlll I can’t Frankie seems like the kinda of man to pull you up during doggy (mhmmm) and can’t y’all see that fine ass nigga to say nut instead of cum, yes bitch yasssss, and the thing that took me the longest to write was the police scene and talking about that was tough cause being that’s all you see in real life, and hopefully i’ll become better when it comes to those scene, and finally in Ch. 6 the gang is going in a roadtrip to Oakland seeing if kev’s cousin could help with expanding the business further and meeting a white girl smoking some drug that has her rocked up, and thank you once again for reading this sis. See you on Chapter 6

Love nazzy💕

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Fuel | Vinny Pazienza x Reader

Summary: Vinny knows just how to make you feel better.

Warnings: NSFW, MDNI, 18+, porn with plot, p in v sex, exhibitionism, general awfulness

Word Count: 1,613

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Rage. Anger. Frustration. Irritation. Calm.

It was in that order that you settled after an argument. You weren’t fond of them, but in your fuckin’ family that was usually what you got. Arguments. Heated ones. You never instigated but man, the second your dad jumped in your mom’s face you bet your ass you were the one jumping up to defend her.

Unfortunately for you, that meant lots of poisonous words thrown in your face - by your father. You’d been dubbed “bitch,” “little girl,” and a whole slew of others in the midst of those face-offs with him. No matter; you’d been called worse by better.

Not to mention the veiled threats on your living situation. You put up with my disrespect, I let you keep living here. Like a prisoner? Sign you up.

So when you found yourself on the business end of an ass-whooping, you decided it was just time to high-tail it out of there. You huffed and puffed out of the house, leaving your drunk father to scream at your tiny mother. What else could you do? A twenty-five-year-old woman against a sixty-year-old drunk? You would have been bloodied within seconds.

Tears screamed in your eyes as you tore out of your driveway in your Chevrolet Chevelle. You ripped down the street and drove to the only place you knew you could find comfort. The one place your heart felt full. The one place where pain was a distant memory.

You pulled into an alleyway and were hardly in park before you were hopping out of the car. You ran up to the door of a brick building, hailed it open, and walked inside. Music blared as soon as you opened the door and all you could smell was sweat. As you walked in further you could hear the familiar grunting and smack of boxing gloves hitting pads, along with orders and other words of encouragement.

You walked into the middle of the gym and caught sight of your man. Your rock. The one guy who could make the rest of your issues go away. Vinny.

He was the vision peace for you. You stood and watched as he finished his round with his trainer, Kevin. Once the older gentleman noticed you, he was finishing up quicker so you could talk to Vinny. And as soon as they were done, Kev wished the two of you goodnight, and Vinny was spinning around to face you.

“Hey, baby!” He beamed as he took his headgear off. “What are you doing here? I thought you had something with your mom?”

The wobble of your bottom lip must have been obvious, because the man’s face fell at the sight.

“Whoa, what happened?” He immediately ripped his gloves off, catching you as you fell into his arms. You didn’t cry - you didn’t want to give that drunk bastard the satisfaction - but you trembled in your strong boyfriend’s arms. He held you for ages, repeatedly asking you what was wrong.

“I just-” you started before taking a deep breath. You pulled away from him and looked into his eyes. Vinny just had this look about him. Like he was always paying attention. It was comforting. And it let you know he was always there for you. So, when you looked into his eyes, something ignited in your belly. Maybe it was the rage still simmering in your chest, or the fact that Vinny was there, but you surged forward and captured his lips in a fiery kiss.

He was taken aback at first, but his hands never faltered. They slipped around your waist and tugged you flush against his sweaty, naked torso. Your hands slid into his sweat-damp hair and tugged the curls atop his head. The kiss became more heated and Vinny was scooping you up.

You wrapped your legs around his torso and he carried you over to one of the weight benches. He sat down on the upright incline bench and leaned back against it, holding you on top of him. You ground your hips against his and his lips traveled down your jaw to your neck and all the way down to your collarbone.

You let out raw moans of pleasure, a release of pent up frustration and rage. Vinny responded in kind by shoving your short skirt up and revealing your bare ass. You made quick work of your top and Vinny was already pulling his gym shorts off. You opted to step out of your skirt and returned to his lap, completely naked for him.

His hands palmed the weight of your breasts as you ran your hand down to his hardening shaft. The anger in your stomach was enough to make you crazy - and you were going to take it out on this man one way or another. You felt the tip of his cock poking your slit as you bumped along him in feverish kisses and desperate touches.

“Need me bad, huh?” Vinny rasped, hand fitted at the back of your head while his lips worked over your neck. “Can feel you shaking, baby, I’ve got you.”

You only groaned in response. You couldn't even attempt to form words properly in the mood you were in. You only knew what to do, and you knew what Vinny was doing, too. You could feel his hands smoothing over the plump of your ass as he coaxed your hips upwards.

He ran the tip of his hard cock through the slick between your legs and wasted no time sinking himself inside you. You gripped his shoulders tightly and felt his hips press against yours as he bottomed out.

“That's it, angel, take what you need,” he groaned softly. “You look so good, all full of me, makes me crazy.”

You lifted your hips up and felt the drag of his cock inside you. He already had you seeing stars, and you'd barely even started. You rested your head down on his sweaty shoulder and seated yourself back down in his lap. You moaned and mewled softly into his ear as you set a steady pace. His grip on your hips was possessive and firm. You could tell he was locked in.

“Baby, baby, fuck,” he whined softly. “Gonna make me cum already, look at you.” He tapped your sides a couple of times.

You picked your head up and looked at him with a haze covering your vision, eyes half-lidded and fucked out already. He looked up at you with his lips parted and sweat at his brow and hairline. He grunted as you fucked yourself with his cock, drinking in the sight of you. He gave a smirk and jutted his chin in a gesture behind you.

You turned your head and were met with the most pornographic sight - Vinny’s cock halfway inside you and your arousal coating it. You'd forgotten the mirror was behind you, now you couldn't look away.

You bit your lip and continued riding Vinny’s cock, making an even bigger show of it not only for yourself but for him, too. He was having a hard time looking away from the mirror just like you. Your moans grew louder and more desperate. Vinny could tell there was more to this but he was too busy with his lips on your nipples to ask.

You tossed your head back and rolled your hips against his in a way that had you crying out his name.

“Fuck, Vinny,” you grunted. “Feel so good, I’m gonna cum soon…”

“Let go, babe, lemme hear you scream for me-”

“I-hah- I’m gonna cum-”

“Do it, lemme hear you. Scream my name, baby, yeahh, fuck you look so fuckin’ hot. Gonna fill you up, make you fuckin’ scream, baby.”

Vinny’s babbling was enough to have you keening, pushing you over the edge and screaming his name just like he wanted. Your pussy clamped down around his cock as he took control. He fucked up into you like an animal in heat. His heavy breathing and desperate grunting was like music to your ears. Your hands gripped the back of the bench as he fucked you through your orgasm, cumming quickly after you with a shattered breath and a whimper of your name.

It was then that you felt the hurt of the day’s events smash into you like a ton of bricks.

Vinny had pulled out of you and you were resting in his lap, chests pressed together and breathing evening out. His fingers caressed your bare back as you laid on top of him. Your head was turned toward the sparring rings and you felt the angry sting of tears in your eyes again. You drew in a shaky breath that alerted Vinny suddenly.

“Babe,” he said roughly. “Hey, talk to me. The fuck is going on?”

You shook your head a couple of times and that was all it took. You let out a soft sob and his arms were around you completely. He kissed your temple and simply held you while you let out the last remains of your anger.

“My fuckin’ dad,” you whimpered. “Fuckin’ drunk piece of shit-”

“Hey, hey,” he soothed. “Enough. Don't think about that right now.”

You pressed your forehead to his chest and sniffled.

“You’re gonna spend the whole weekend with me, baby,” he said with a grin. “Gonna watch me win the fight, gonna go out and get some good food, and I’ll bring you back to that big, fancy hotel room and fuck you till you can’t walk. How’s that sound, gorgeous?”

“Sounds perfect,” you meekly say.

“Atta girl,” he praised. “Always such a good girl for me.”

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