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⢠Name : Marie
⢠I am from Canada
⢠and I live in my own house đ¤
⢠I have a big dog. She is almost ten years old đĽšâ¤ď¸
⢠Favorite drivers on the grid? Carlos, Lando, Lewis.
⢠Favorite drivers not currently on the grid? Gilles Villeneuve and Seb Vettel, always. Gilles has always been a hero of mine, I love his passion and what he represents and I admire everything about Seb.
⢠Favorite pairing? Carlando. Only Carlando.
⢠Most attracted to? Landoâs confidence, Carlosâ mind, Lewisâ everything, Carlosâ almost imaginary bald spot on his mustache
Oh physically? All three. Without their personality and only physical assets? Ugh ok Carlos but only because of his stupidly endearing bottom lip.
⢠Driver whose personality you like best? Carlando
⢠Least favorite team? My heart says Ferrari, my mind says Alpine.
Actually I totally forgot Red Bull. Red Bull and Toro Rosso. It is a Carlos fan thing.
⢠Drivers you dislike? Mmhm I can tell you which fandom I strongly despise, mostly because of aggravation and constant none sense. 16, 3
⢠Not a fic writer but I enjoy reading you all đĽšâ¤ď¸â¤ď¸â¤ď¸
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SWEET CHERRY || Joel Miller x f!reader || 4,8k
Summary: Joel takes your virginity. Gently, slowly, talking you through it.
Tw: 18+ mdni, smut, fluff, pwp, big not specified legal age gap, virginity loss, insecure reader, soft!Joel, soft!dom vibes, praise kink, size kink, mirror sex, f/m oral, fingering, unprotected piv (wrap it up), creampie, aftercare. Pics are only for the mood, reader has no physical description.
A/n: hereâs my first virginity loss fic, friends! Hope you will like itâ¤ď¸ Joel whispers âthank youâ into @milla-frenchy âs ear for beta-ingđ Dividers by @saradika-graphics đ
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Joel is waiting for you in his truck, parked a block away from your house. He told you once that you didnât want anyone to see you with an old man like himself. You kissed his scruffy cheek that time and assured him that he wasnât old. Yes, he was older than you, much much older but you were an adult, very mature for your age and also you didnât care. You loved him.
Joel is a real man, not like the silly boys who always try to pick you up. He looks like a real man, with gray patches in his stubble, his tired piercing eyes and wrinkles around them that you love to kiss so much. His body, big and broad, can easily envelop you whole like a warm cloud. The cloud usually smells like cigarettes and whiskey but you tell yourself, "he smells like a real man," and when you nuzzle his neck, that scent alone makes you soak your panties.
You hop into his truck with the happiest smile on your face, excitement and nerves swirling in your stomach. Youâre wearing a red lacy set to show him how mature you are underneath his favorite dress, white with little red cherries on it. Joel always compliments you when you wear it and makes sure to kiss every single cherry on your chest.
Today is the day Joel is going to pop your cherry. Youâre going to lose your virginity to the love of your life.
Joel greets you with a soft kiss, and while youâre a little hazy from his taste in your mouth, he starts the car.
âWhere are we going?â you ask but you donât really care. Youâd go anywhere with him.
âA motel, baby. Only the best for ya.â
You almost squeal at the idea of you two having a whole room to yourselves. You usually spend time in his truck or he drives you to the outskirts of the town, far from the prying eyes. You love it thereâ lying on the soft grass and stargazing with his strong arms wrapped around you.
Joel is a man and men have needs so you give him a handie now and then but he never makes you do anything you donât want to. Heâs a gentleman.
Heâs getting a room while youâre waiting for him outside of the reception, nervously pacing a spot at the parking lot. What if you fuck up and he sees that youâre just a silly girl, too young for him? What if it hurts too much? Youâve practiced with a toy but you know heâs much bigger.
Youâre chewing on your lower lip, widened eyes glued to the ground, and miss the moment when Joel comes up to you.
"Penny for your thoughts, sweetheart?" he cups your cheek, searching for your eyes, and you smile, enjoying the warmth of his giant palm in spite of the Texas sun, beating down on you both.
"Just a little nervous," you admit, looking up at his handsome face. Joel gives you an understanding smile and his gruff voice immediately calms you down when he says,
"Don't be, darlinâ. I'll be gentle with you. And we can stop whenever you want."
ââk,â you mumble with a nod and take a deep breath. You want it and you know, it will be perfect.
The motel room smells like cigarette smoke and old furniture but you donât mind. You donât care about its peeling off wallpaper, the flickering lights in the bathroom or the stained bedding with a pattern that looks like spider webs. Youâre staring at it with disgust on your face, wondering who would choose such an ugly cover.
Two big hands on your hips bring you back from your thoughts and move you around. Joel locks eyes with you, his gaze piercing and curious.
âYouâre so quiet today, babygirl. Sure you wanna do this?â
âYes, Joel. Please,â you reply hastily, scared heâll change his mind.
He gives you a little smile and pinches your chin between his thick fingers. His touch, his scent, his gaze, everything about him washes away your fears and worries. Heâs huge and safe and you trust him to make this day special. For the both of you.
He leans down and kisses you, his lips warm and slightly chafed, his stubble and scruffy beard rubbing your sensitive skin but youâre enjoying him too much to notice. Like a little flower you are reaching up to your only sun - him. Youâre drunk on the sensation of his tongue, licking assertively into your moaning mouth. Your pussy tingles and you feel yourself gush more and more. With Joelâs lips brushing the corner of your mouth you hear him whisper, âReady, sweetheart?â
You nod, rubbing your cheek against his and then follow him to the bed, your little hand in his, giant, warm.
Joel sits down and you stand between his spread thighs. You nervously shift on your feet under his dark gaze as he looks you up and down and bucks his hips. His bulge is huge and you swallow loudly.
âCan I take your dress off, babygirl?â
With a quiet âyesâ you turn around so he could unzip you. Youâre facing a mirror now, hanging on a wardrobe door, eyes locked with your reflection. Fear and anxiety paint your features so you take a deep breath again, not wanting to look like a scared little mouse. You want him to see you ready for what you two are about to do.
You giggle when Joelâs knuckles graze your soft skin, tickling you, gliding down along your back as your body erupts in goosebumps. Joel acknowledges your reaction with a soft chuckle and then his warm lips press to your exposed waist. You smile, helping him take your dress off.
âFuck,â Joel mumbles as you turn around to face him, âIâm sorry, darlinâ,â he apologises for the cursing as his obsidian eyes are gliding over your body, wrapped in the red lace as if youâre a present gifted to him. âYouâre making my head spin. Are ya wearinâ it for me, baby?â
You reply with a shy âyesâ and he groans, palming himself.
âNaughty girl. Killing me over here,â he fake complains, wetting his lower lip.
His lustful gaze, barely noticeable shaking of his gruff voice, his bulge growing in his jeansâ all the signs of his desire make your heart sing and core burn with need.
âPlease, Joel.â You press your thighs together, desperate for any pressure, and he nods,
âYes, babygirl, I know, I know. Letâs make you feel good.â
His palms placed on your hips turn you around, so youâd face the mirror again, and he pulls you down on his lap. You bite your lip, when his stiffness twitches under your left asscheek, and take a sharp breath, being reminded of how huge his cock is. Will you be able to take him?
As if reading your mind, Joel rasps against your shoulder,
âIâm big, honey, but ainât nothing to worry about. We gonna get ya ready, yeah?â
âYes, Joel, I trust you.â
ââs good, babygirl. Jusâ relax and let me do the work.â
You whimper, imagining âthe workâ heâs about to do. With a hum Joel places his hands on your inner thighs and spreads them apart. You lift your head from his hands to the reflection of you two in the mirror. Youâre sitting on his lap, so small in comparison with his huge frame. Heâs nuzzling the crease of your neck, and your nipples perk up under the thin fabric of your bra. His scent, his body make your pussy melt into your panties and your fear youâre going to soak them through and stain his jeans.
Your gasp breaks the silence in the room when you see and feel his hand slither to the apex of your thighs. With one arm wrapped around your waist, Joel cups your clothed pussy with the other hand and you breathe out his name.
âYes, sweetheart, Iâm right here. Fuck, ya soaked.â He gently sucks on your neck, stroking your seam with his thumb through a red lace, covering your pussy. You mewl and wriggle in his lap impatiently and he growls, when his cock twitches under your ass.
âShh, Iâve got you, baby.â
His thumb slides under your panties and he pulls the gusset to the side exposing your wet folds to his and your eyes in the mirror.
Heâs never gone that far, never seen you like this and your whole body vibrates with a heady mix of excitement and nerves. Your cheeks burn as embarrassment adds to all the emotions that are swirling in your stomach. Youâve never been that exposed for anyone, no one has ever witnessed your wet desire, coating your folds. As if sensing your discomfort Joel starts whispering words of reassurance in your ear, his gaze set on your glistening cunt in the mirror.
âLook at this pretty pussy, fuck, sheâs beautiful. Youâre beautiful, sweetheart.â
You whine, trying to close your legs but he stops you, his hand pressing on your inner thigh, rubbing your skin there.
âSheâs crying for me, see? My cockâs cryinâ for her too. And Iâll make her feel good, baby. Gonna make her drool even more.â
You nod, fluttering your eyes shut at the sensations of his thick fingers grazing your hardening clit just barely. Suddenly Joel slightly bites on your earlobe and rasps,
âOpen your eyes, babygirl. Want you to see how Iâm gonna make you come.â
You do what he says and see the hand rise up from your belly to your chest and he pulls your bra down, exposing your breasts. He groans at the sight of your pebbled nipples and kneads your tit with his warm palm.
The other hand returns to your soft pussy and he starts stroking your twitching clit with his thumb.
Heâs playing you like his guitar, making you sing for him with a calloused pad of his finger, brushing over your bud up and down, up and down, like itâs a string of his favorite instrument, at the same time twitching your nipples. His movements are slow and gentle but precise and determined, and youâre reduced to a moaning crying mess in a matter of seconds.
âPlease, please, pleaseâ ,â youâre begging, barely breathing, lips brushing his scruffy cheek. You canât watch him and you in the mirror anymore, itâs too much for your mind, for your eyes. You try to pace yourself, nuzzling his face.
âYes, baby, Iâll make you come, soon. So soon,â he replies to your pleas as his tongue licks your lower lip and you open your mouth, letting him in. Heâs kissing you passionately as he shifts his hand a little, making his fingers cover your sopping hole while his thumb is playing with your clit.
Joel traces your entrance with his middle finger and then slowly pushes it in. You gasp at the sensation and your walls clench hard around it, as heâs inserting it to the knuckle.
âAlready warm and wet. Good girl.â
You dare to glance in the mirror and you see him plunge his digit in and out of your tight weeping hole, slowly, with a steady rhythm.
âHave ya been practicing like I asked you, babygirl?â
âYes,â you reply with your brows pulled together and mouth slightly opened.
âYeah, I see that,â he smiles into your cheek, âya taking me well. We can add another one.â
As soon as he says it, his index finger joins the middle one in your slicked up channel and you feel the stretch, though it burns just a little, and you smile with relief.
Joel continues fingering you, and, to your horror, you hear squelching sounds, coming from your pussy. The pleasure is growing but you mewl with embarrassment, âOh, no.â
Joelâs quick to comfort you, whispering in your ear,
ââs a great sound, babygirl. Means sheâs ready for me. All this juice gonna help me slide right inside ya.â
You nod and tilt your head back, resting it on his shoulder. Your eyes flutter shut as his movements take you higher with every pump. Everything disappears, whatâs left is only you and him, his fingers in your pussy, his broad chest at your back, his thick cock pulsating under your ass. You're so gone with ecstasy, that you donât notice the third finger inserted into your widening hole.
âGonna make you come now, sweetheart,â Joel gruffs and curves his fingers. He starts shaking his hand, not moving his digits in and out but keeping them hooked into your pussy, making vibrations with his hand. Heâs hitting your clit with the heel of his palm and soon you unravel, crying and shaking so hard he has to keep you on his lap, holding you with his strong arm wrapped around your torso. Your face is twisted in euphoria but you donât see it, your surroundings morph into a burst of fireworks behind your eyelids. Of course you had good orgasms before but never such a hard one.
Joel hums with satisfaction, kissing your temple, your cheek, your half opened lips, mumbling,
âThatâs my girl⌠yeah, câmon⌠god, sheâs squeezing me hard⌠perfect little pussy.â
Heâs embracing you tight through the aftershocks and when you finally still, he cups your sloppy cunt and holds it, keeping it warm as his whole body slightly sways from side to side. The motion is lulling you to sleep. Pleasant tingling in your body, his arms, which are giving you comfort, his heart, beating with a steady rhythm against your back, all of it makes your eyes close and you fall into darkness.
Joel wakes you up with a kiss on your lips as if youâre his Sleeping Beauty. Youâre lying on the motel bed and your Prince Charmingâs hard cock is poking your thigh. Joel got undressed while you were out and as you sit up, rubbing your eyes, you canât help but ogle his tan chest with dark hair, gray patches here and there, his broad shoulders, his soft belly and a gorgeous cock. Itâs long and thick and your pussy clenches with a mixture of fear and arousal. His red wet tip makes you want to wrap your lips around it but youâre too shy to ask.
âOh, Iâm sorry,â you mumble. âHow long was I asleep?â
âDonât worry. Just a few minutes. And my eyes are over here,â Joel says with a chuckle and you realize that youâve been talking to his cock the whole time. You smile, raising your eyes to his, feeling your cheeks heat up and he rubs your shoulder,
ââs ok, sweetie. You can look.â
He brings his hand to his bobbing member and gives it a few pumps. You see a clear drop of precum bead and involuntarily lick your lips.
He notices it and smirks, âoh, baby.â
You get bold and ask with your eyes only, they dart from his cock to his eyes.
âYes, baby, you can play with it a little. But not too long. âm afraid Iâll come too soon like that and we need to put it in your needy pussy first, yeah?â
You nod and hastily sit on your hinges, getting comfortable. You hover your mouth over his glistening mushroom and then wrap your lips around it. Your tongue gently dances over the slit as you drink his salty juice. The taste sends a new surge of arousal to your entrance and you shift on your knees, feeling wetness pool between your folds and thighs. Like a shark feeling blood, Joel brings his hand to your ass and glides his palm over the globes of your cheeks and then slides his hand between your messy folds. You push your hips back, rubbing yourself against his palm and at the same time taking him further into your mouth, licking the underside sloppily, drooling over his stiffness.
âOh, fuck, hnggg,â you hear Joelâs groan and then he slightly slaps your folds, getting your attention.
âEasy, baby, or Iâm gonna feed ya all of my cum. And we want it here today,â he gives your pussy another light slap from the back and you moan, pulling away from his cock.
The next second he sits up and hastily says,
âI want one more orgasm from you. And weâll be good to go.â
His hands gently push you to lie down and he helps to slide your bra and panties off. You take a sharp breath when the air of the room hits your soaked folds, your pussy getting completely exposed to him.
âLook at you,â Joelâs dark gaze is taking in your naked breasts, a heaving belly, and a puffy cunt, dripping for him onto the sheets.
He brings his calloused palm to your throat and slowly glides it down, barely touching your chest, grazes your perked up nipples, then moves down to your stomach and the mound and then slithers between your thighs. He cups your pussy again and you whimper when he places his index and middle finger on your folds and presses your clit between them with his thick digits. He starts rubbing it over your pussy lips, moving his hand up and down, and you moan. Your eyes roll back as you concentrate on another orgasm building but soon they open wide when you feel his mouth on your folds and clit.
He flicks the peeking out bud with his tongue and sucks on it. Then he pulls his fingers away, gets comfortable between your thighs and starts licking you in earnest, rubbing your clit with the flat of his wet hot tongue. You clutch his graying curls with your fingers and hold on to him, afraid to float away, because of the immense pleasure heâs giving you.
âAhh, Joelâ pleaseâ so goodâ oh my god,â a string of moans and pleas is leaving your mouth, but he slaps the side of your ass and growls into your throbbing cunt,
âWanna come? Take it from me, babygirl, câmon.â With that he opens his mouth with his tongue sticking out and starts moving your hips up and down, as your pussy is grinding against his strong muscle. Then his hands leave you and you whine.
âI said, use me. Use my mouth, babygirl,â Joel commands and, desperate for another release, you swiftly follow his order and begin moving your hips up and down, making your dripping cunt roll against his tongue, lips, mustache and scruffy chin, chasing your high, feverishly.
A content smile tugs at his slicked up lips when he sees you take control, using him for your pleasure, and he hums with satisfaction when soon you are wriggling on the bed, moaning loudly, as waves of euphoria ripple through your body. You almost sob from the intensity, not able to believe how hard you come with him, as if everything before was bleak and dull and now you finally see the colors around you.
âJoel,â you murmur, your voice is barely audible, and he climbs up your body before taking you in his big strong arms. Heâs hot and big against you, all around you, and you nuzzle his hairy chest for a few seconds, catching your breath and resting.
He mumbles his praise against your temple, âmy good girlâdid so goodâcame so hard for me.â
You smile and weakly raise your face to his,
âAm I ready, Joel? I wantâ.â
âYes, baby? What do you want?â
âYou know.â
He pinches your chin between his fingers, keeping your eyes locked with his.
âWanna hear you say it? Need you to say it.â
âI want you inside me?â
âAre you asking?â he breathes out a chuckle.
âNo, Joel. I want you to fuck me.â
âJesus, babygirl. Ok.â
His face gets serious and he moves to the top of the bed with you in his arms and leans against the headboard. You try to slide off him but he manhandles you to straddle his thighs.
âJusâ sit in my lap like that,â he gruffs, pressing his chest to yours. You look down and see his cock, nesting between your bodies. The tip smears precum on your belly and you whine with desire.
âItâs so big, Joel. What if I canât take it?â
âYou can. I stretched your pussy good. And weâll stop if it hurts, âk?â
You nod and lightly roll your hips against his hard cock and heavy balls under your entrance.
âHngg, stop it, little minx. Youâll make me spill the goods too early.â
You give him a mischievous smile and then peck his lips to apologize for your naughtiness but he doesnât let you pull away and holds you tight, his tongue breaching your lips and stealing your kiss with hunger and love. So much love that you drown in it, in the feeling of his body, his hot skin pressed to yours, his mighty manhood throbbing just for you.
Not breaking the kiss, Joel lifts your body up with his arm around your waist and his hand guides his fat cock to your entrance. Soon you feel his tip nudge your wet hole and he slowly lowers you, spreading your folds with his fat head.
âHnggg,â Joel roars and his chest vibrates against your squished up breasts. You take a sharp breath as his tip is filling you. A thought flashes in your mind, âitâs not that bad, I can take him,â but he keeps going and soon youâre whining, as your walls spread, your pussy trying to adjust to his girth and you start panting against his lips.
âJoel, it hurts,â you mewl and he stops spearing you with his cock.
âShhh⌠youâre doinâ so good, babygirl. Jusâ need to go a little deeper.â
He kisses your lips, you both breathing heavily, as you are trying to fight the dull pain, licking at your core, and Joel is gathering all his strength to keep himself from plunging his cock as deep as possible.
âFuck, ya tight. Never felt anything like this sweet cunt, baby,â he groans through gritted teeth, âShoulda done it earlier. Coulda been balls deep in you every day by now.â
âOh, Joel,â you whimper at his filthy words but the fire burning your insides is slowly morphing into pleasure, as he begins fucking up into you, getting deeper inch by inch. Your nails dig into his biceps, the sensation so overwhelming youâre afraid you might faint. Joelâs lips brush your cheek as he mumbles through the panting,
âCan youâ hnggg, sit on my cock, sweetie, donât wanna hurt ya, câmon,â he grunts as his hands roam your body, sliding to your ass as he spreads your cheeks and you feel the air cooling your soaked folds and holes.
âYeah, ok, Iâll try.â
Youâd do anything for him right now. In need of his support, you take his face between your sweaty palms and search for his hazy eyes. Your thumbs rub his scruffy cheeks as youâre getting lost in his dark lustful eyes and, knowing that your pussy is close to swallowing his cock fully, you take a final step. You lower your body, piercing your crying cunt with his manhood. His big balls twitch, flush with your ass, and you gasp at the fullness youâre experiencing. You both moan loudly before Joelâs mouth crushes against yours and heâs drinking your whimpers, returning them with his own grunts.
âFuckinâ hell, baby, youâre perfect for my cock,â Joel is praising you but the adrenaline coursing in your veins pulls you down into the pits of euphoria and you barely hear him. Your gaze falls to the place where you two are joined, your folds spread widely around his glistening base, surrounded by dark wet hair, and the sight, the sensation make you bite your lower lip till you taste metal on your tongue. You flutter your eyes shut but Joel calls for you,
âBaby, come back to me.â
You look at his face twisted in pleasure as he grunts, âGonna fuck you now, darlinâ. Canât wait anymore.â
You nod and his hands slither under your ass before he starts moving you up and down his cock, your tight cunt massaging it. His strong arms lift you so easily, his muscles bulging as youâre holding on to them.
Joelâs forehead is covered in sweat, some of his curls sticking to it, as heâs groaning and swearing, pushing his member into you again and again.
You softly mewl with every kisshis tip is giving to your cervix, and you revel in the pleasure when he reaches something hidden and ecstatic inside your core.
âGonna come, Joel!â you almost cry out, as he is taking you higher.
âNot yet, babygirl. Want you to fuck yourself on my cock. Ride me.â
âHow? Iâ I donât know if I can,â you breathe out, your eyebrows pulled together, as your gaze darts between his eyes.
âJusâ bounce on it, like that.â Joel grabs your hips with his bear hands and shows you how to do it, guiding you. You follow his movements and soon youâre lifting and lowering your hips, pussy sliding up and down his huge manhood, as Joel leans back on the headboard and watches you work his cock, his eyes hazy but fully focused on you.
To steady yourself you brace your hands on his broad chest and scratch his skin with your nails, when your pussy starts clamping around a manâs cock for the first time in your life. You sob through moans, as euphoria is shaking your body and Joelâs hands keep you from falling off him, when youâre trembling hard in his lap.
âYes, yesâIâm here, babyâI gotch yaâahhh, keep squeezing my cockâ your little cunt is drooling all over meâ shit, gonna comeââ he chokes on his words and you suddenly feel warmth spread inside your contracting pussy. Itâs such a great sensation when he fills up your already full cunt and you donât stop jumping on his cock, churning his warm load deep inside you, squelching sounds mixing with Joelâs grunts and your whimpers.
Your juices and his cum soon cover your folds and asscheeks and his thighs get cold and slippery, coated with your joined liquids. You feel filthy and it turns you on so much, that it makes your head spin.
âJoel, hold me, please,â you beg, lowering your torso on his heaving chest and he squirts the last ropes of his cum inside you, his big arms wrapped around your heated up body.
You both descend from your highs, holding each other close, his chest making your whole body rise and fall, his lips pressed to the top of your head.
Youâre quiet, completely spent, your limbs tingling as youâre focused on the sensation of your body â a twitch of his cock still buried deep in your cunt, your pussy slightly sore clutching his softening manhood, his skin hot against yours, his warm hands gliding over your back.
âMy good girl. So brave. Took me so well.â
You smile at his praise, sighing happily, trying to memorize this moment forever.
âHow are you feelinâ? You hurtinâ?â Joel asks.
âNo,â you softly reply, âa little sore but itâs ok.â
âGood. Good,â Joel coos, âLetâs clean you up.â
You nod and he carefully lifts you off his lap, as his cock slides out of your stretched hole, and a trickle of his creamy cum tickles your folds. He lays you down on the bed and gets up with a grunt to get you a wet towel.
When heâs back, you want to take it from him but he shakes his head and cleans you up himself, his movements slow and gentle. His hands wrapped in the soft fabric glide over your skin, attentive to how oversensitive you are.
You watch him take care of you, hearts in your eyes, and you almost physically sense love expand in your chest. Joelâs taking more and more space inside you with every moment your gaze is set on him, every second you breathe. A thought creeps up in your mind, âwhat if he leaves me? What if this magic that happened between us never repeats?â Tears well up in your eyes as fear grips your heart. But you blink them away hurriedly, scared to worry him. Today is perfect and you want it to stay this way.
You reach your arms to Joel and he joins you on the bed, embracing you in his strong arms. You raise your face to his and he kisses you, wiping away your fears with every caress of his lips.
âThank you, babygirl. For giving yourself to me. My perfect girl,â he mumbles against your lips.
You hug him as tight as you can, and not believing how lucky youâre, you whisper, nuzzling his neck, âThank you for making my first time perfect, Joel.â
Soon you fall asleep in his arms, wishing to be with him forever.
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Hi Can I request Lance Stroll x Reader where people think she's with Lance for just his money and was very rude or bullying her until they found out she's from one of the very rich families like that Rothschild family. That's all thank you.
money money money
summary: above^^
pairing: lance stroll x fem! reader
warnings: haters | suggestive tones |
genre: fluff | smau
notes: fyi I donât follow rich famous families or anything so this might be a bit off đ
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LIGHTS OUT AND AWAY WE GO
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user8382 UHMM A GF???
user018 sheâs prob just a gold digger
user632 or sheâs just a private person and they wanted to keep their relationship private?
user018 no babe đŤśđ
âSo Lance..we saw that you got up to some fun during the summer break, more importantly you launched your relationship!â An interviewer says, like many wanting to pry into the private lives of drivers.
Lance lets out a chuckle, âYeah, she wanted to keep it more private for reasons so I didnât argue..â He replies with a smile.
âAnd do you think she has ulterior motives?â
âUhm no, thatâs a stupid question..â Lance says, giving the interviewer a weird look.
The interviewer lets out an awkward chuckle, âItâs just some people canât help but assume that sheâs using you for your money, hence why she would want to keep it private.â
Lance gives the interviewer another weird look, then laughs. âOh yeah! Sheâs definitely using me for my money!â ďżź
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s/n.l/n whenâs the wedding???
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âI canât believe people actually think Iâm a gold digger..â You say with a laugh, setting your phone down as you glance at Lance.
"Oh, you mean you're not?" He asks, his voice teasing, eyes glancing up from his phone to look at you.
You let out an offended gasp, âI canât believe you would say that!â You say with a grin.
"Oh, but I would, and I did sweetie." He says teasingly, eyes not breaking contact with yours.
âYouâre a dick Lance..â You say with a chuckle, rolling your eyes playfully as you get up from your seat.
It was a nice day out, you and Lance were at your house, sitting by your pool.
âHey maybe youâre the gold digger, I do have more money than you..â You add on with a smirk.
"Yeah, right, because I totally need your money." He answers, voice a playful tone, he stands up and walks up behind you, wrapping his arm around your waist.
âI have a feeling that if I gave you money you wouldnât be against taking it..â You reply, leaning back into him.
"Maybe I'd take it to shut you up Y/n." Lance says, leaning his face down to kiss the side of your neck.
âWow, aren't you a charmer?â You say sarcastically with a giggle, pulling away from his grasp.
"You know I am. And you know you love it when I'm like this." Lance responds, grabbing your hips and pulling back against him as he continues to kiss your neck.
âNo comment..â You say with a smile, turning in his arms so youâre facing him.
More comments regarding yours and Lances relationship had flooded in.
Your comment sections were filled with them, his too. At first obviously when you guys went public they were easy to ignore, you guys had mostly made jokes about all of it.
But now they started to get at you. Now you werenât a gold digger, and you knew you should ignore them, but you are human.
âLance..?â You ask out quietly, shifting in bed to face him. It was late at night, and you couldnât sleep. Your thoughts overwhelming you.
Lance noticed the way you shifted in bed, a small movement you made, but a noticeable one. He was still wide awake, his mind not shutting up either, as he had been laying awake for hours already.
"Yeah, sweetie?" He asks softly, rolling on his side to face you, draping his one arm across you as he looks at you.
âItâs kind of embarrassing..â You say with a small chuckle, âBut you donât think Iâm a gold digger, right?â
Lance's eyes widen a bit, taken aback by the directness of the question.
"Babe.." He pauses, gathering his thoughts, "Why are you worried about what people say?" He asks softly, giving you a light squeeze and a light kiss on your cheek, "It's bullshit. You're not a gold digger."
âI know, but sometimes I canât help but let those comments in..â You say softly, moving closer into him. âI mean itâs difficult to constantly be judged and looked at..â You add on. You and Lance both knew what that was like.
Lance sighs, he knew exactly what you were going through right now, he had been through the same thing before, he was being criticized by so many people in F1.
"I know, but you really shouldn't care what they think." Lance says, wrapping his arm around you, pulling you in against him, "You know? If we know it's not true, who cares what they say?"
You smile softly at his words, leaning up to press a quick kiss to his lips, âYeah youâre right..â You say with a smile.
With time the comments had stopped, you werenât called a gold digger any more, and on the contrary, Lance was starting to be called the gold digger.
You constantly made fun of him for that.
You let out a gasp, looking at the beautiful pasta dinner Lance made, with candles and soft romantic music playing in the background.
âLance..â You whisper out with a smile, spotting him sitting in one of the chairs at your dining table. âThis is beautiful baby..â
Lance raises a single eyebrow with a smirk at your words, "Iâm glad you think so..â He says with a chuckle, moving towards you.
He wraps his arm around your waist to pull you in close, "Now I better not hear any talk about me being the gold digger tonight, understand me?" He asks with a teasing tone, voice laced with affection.
You let out a giggle at his words, âRight of course..â You say with a smile, wrapping your own arms around the back of his neck. You lean up and press a soft kiss to his lips.
Lance smiles against your lips, pulling you closer into his chest. âWant to dance?â He asks with a smile.
âOf courseâ
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Night after Night: Charles Leclerc
Pairing: charles leclerc x fem!singer reader
Genre: FluffđĽď¸ hints of sex?
About: when you release a song and the chaos it creates or the hardest launch ever
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Your_username: Night after Night releasing tomorrow at 8pm. This song is honestly very different from all the songs I've ever written and I hope you guys would love it just as much as me ;â ) also a surprise guest for you guysâşď¸
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Username06: what the fuck?! You cannot just drop this on us!?!
User: the scream I let out! I fell on my knees
Ynfan: is this about sex? Why does it give smexy times vibes
Lovergirl: what if the surprise guest is the man she's been soft launching?
âŞď¸Ynismyreligion: as if! We know nothing about the man apart from he's got dark hair and freckles on his back
âŞď¸Lovergirl: the man in the photo has freckles just saying!
User: bestie wake up mother is back!!
Ynismyreligion: I can't wait for the song!! It's been so longâ¤ď¸â¤ď¸
Fangirl16: Ariana( charles) what are you doing here?!
Ynismymom: who is that man? And why does it look familiar?!
Mybabygirl: Why do I feel like we're going to lose our mind because of this song?!
Badgirlriri: can't waitđ
âŞď¸Your_username: I love youuuâ¤ď¸
F1obssessed: charles liked this?
âŞď¸Yourfan: who?
âŞď¸Fangirlcl: he's a formula 1 driver.
âŞď¸Formula1fan: girl you're overreacting he could be a fanđ¤Ś
âŞď¸F1fan: you're reaching
âŞď¸Smoothoperator: the freakles do look like him
âŞď¸F1fan: and you know this because?
âŞď¸Fangirl16: girl I'm telling you that's Charles like I would bet my life on this
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âŞď¸Formula1fan: what the fuck?! Pierre liked.
âŞď¸F1fan: that man likes anything doesn't mean that's Charles
âŞď¸ Georgerusselfan: you guys can think he can pull a baddie like her? Like be real guys
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Charles_leclerc: Surprise? Hope you guys enjoyed the music video as much as we enjoyed filming it ;â ) Baby I'm so proud of youâĽď¸ and I'm so lucky to be loved by you...these months have been amazing with you by my side. I love you đ ps- did I make a good actor?
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F1fan: this is the hardest launch ever
Pierregasly: you sure did practice a lot
âŞď¸Likedbygasly: lmao pierre
âŞď¸Ynfan09: spill the tea gasly
Carlossainz55: I still can't believe the song is written about you
âŞď¸Vettelfan: carlosđ
Landonorris: I so not needed to hear that
âŞď¸Ynismyreligion: Landođđ
âŞď¸Ynismylove: exactly there are children here
User: I like how she dropped one song and the F1 twitter was in shambles
Username05: Monday Tuesday Wednesday... Now the only thing I will remember is Charles giving yn the ride of her life
Fangirl16: the song has been stuck in my mind
LewisHamilton: Nice song CharlesâĽď¸
Smoothoperator: the whole grid is gonna make fun of Charles
Maxverstappen1: Nice to know your weekly routine mate!
âŞď¸Fanoff1: Lmao maxđ
âŞď¸Fangirl16: just tell us that you watched the mv for Charles max
Danielriccardo: Oh didn't know you had game mate
âŞď¸Superfan02: us too Daniel us too
âŞď¸Randomfan02: With a face like Charles I don't think you need a game his face is game enough
Alexalbon: Nice song mate. Practiced a lot?
Georgerussel: l love how the whole grid is ganging up on Charles
Likedbygasly: I wanna know who texted the groupchat first when the video dropped
Your_username: Thank you for being in the video babeâĽď¸ couldn't have done it without youđđđ
âŞď¸Pierregasly: obviously couldn't have done it without himđ
âŞď¸Username05: Pierređđ
Your_username: I loveeeee youâĽď¸âĽď¸
Username06: they're so cute
Charles_leclerc: nobody is complimenting my actingđ
âŞď¸Pierregasly: what acting?
âŞď¸Maxverstappen1: you ate her face the whole video?? Are we supposed to compliment your kissing abilities?
âŞď¸Landonorris: as if we haven't seen you guys sucking each other's faces off enough
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Harmonies on the fast lane (Carlos Sainz x kpop artist!Reader SMAU)
Face claim- Bibi (A K-Pop Artist) Stage name is Aria
Google translated korean and spanish. All the pictures are from pinterest or instagram
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ariascorner ě ë F1ęłź ěš´í¸ëĽź ě˘ěí´ě. I love F1 and karting Newest hyperfixation!! Also you should go karting with your bestie
user1 ëë ë돴 ěëť đđunnie is so pretty
user 2 can't believe unnie is also f1 girlieâ¤ď¸đ
user 3 ěŹëí´đ I love you
user 4 ëëę° ěľęł ěź!! ěŹëí´ đâ¤ď¸Noona is so pretty, love you
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ariascorner ě§ę¸ęšě§ ěľęł ě í´. ěŹí´ę° ěźë§ë ę˝ ě°źëě§ ëŻżě ěę° ěě´. ęˇ¸ëŚŹęł ëë ë´ ë§¤ě§ë ěźěě ëíŹë¤ ěěě ęłľě°í´ěź íě´. ě ë§ ęł ë§ě. ëë ęłěí´ě ë ě´ěŹí ěźíęł ëíŹ ëŞ¨ë뼟 ěëě¤ë˝ę˛ ë§ë¤ ęą°ěź. ë ěŹëí´ě¤ě ęł ë§ě. ěŹëí´!!
The best year so far. Can't believe what a jam packed year this was and I got to perform in front of you guys at so many of my own sold out shows. I am so grateful to you. I will continue to work harder and make you all proud. Thank you for loving me. I love you!!đđđđđđ
user 5 ë¤ę° ěŹë 깸 ë´¤ě´, ë ě ë§ ě˘ě. đđI saw you live, you are so good
user 6 I'm the girl she kissed in the second last picture. best day everđđŤŁ
user 7 ě˛ěŹě 몊ě댏 Angelic voice đđ
user 8 Please come to my country soon đđ
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ariatics It's that time of the year and dispatch has released their rumoured relationships this year. *drumroll* It's Aria unnie this time and we can't see the guy's face at all. But who ever it is I'm so happy for them!!
user 1 eww, how can she do this to us??đ¤Źđ¤Ź
user 2 she'll never succeed if she doesn't work hard and only hang out with guysđ¤˘đ¤˘
user 3 how is her company letting her do this?
user 4 I hope they break up asap so that unnie can go back to making music đ¤§đ¤§
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ariatics Dispatch posted a picture of Aria unnie at Incheon airport. Apparently she has personal business she needs to attend to.
user 5 I hope she gets her shit together soon.
user 6 how can she look so pretty even without make up đđ
user 7 bet she is going on a trip with her boyfriendđŞđŞ
user 8 she just finished her rookie years and is already acting like a senior đ¤Śââď¸đ¤Śââď¸đ¤Śââď¸
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carlossainz55 Some rest and relaxation before starting pre-season training
landonorris ooo, it's your girlfriend. Did she teach you how to soft launch?đŤŁđŤŁ
charles_leclerc can't wait to see you at the race in a couple of weeksđ¤đ
user 1 we lost him girls, he's takenđđđ
user 2 2 shirtless Carlos pictures in one postđĽľ
user 3 good luck Carlos, know you can do it!!đ
user 4 can't wait to see you in Bahrainâşď¸
user 5 who do you think the mystery girl is??đ¤
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sainzgirlie Carlos back at the paddock after his appendix removal surgery in Jeddah. He will not be driving this week but it seems that his girlfriend has tagged along to take care of him. From what people have seen, they say Y/N Y/L/N also known as Aria, a k-pop artist keeps fretting over him. Both of them were seen exchanging a couple kisses confirming the pair is indeed dating.
user 6 unnie has gone mainstreamđąđą
user 7 Get well soon Carlos!!đâ¤ď¸
user 8 Atleast someone is taking care of himđ
user 1 can't believe my eyes. Y/N unnie and Carlos oppa đ¤§đ¤§
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carlossainz55 So grateful to be able to share my life with the prettiest, kindest and most important woman in my life. I've become a better person because of her. Thank you for always being there for me, in my good and bad time. I love you carino!! ěŹëí´ ěę¸°ěź I love you baby
landonorris congratulations mate!! I don't have to keep my mouth shut anymore
ariascorner landonorris not like you actually did
charles_leclerc both of you look so cute. Alex wants to know if we can get tickets?
ariasworld charles_leclerc Alex can have all the tickets!!
user 2 aww!! they are so cute!! I've never seen Y/N so in love!!
user 3 ꡸ë
ë ęľę°ě ęłľěŁźěź ëżë§ ěëëź ęˇ¸ě 곾죟ě´ę¸°ë íë¤. She isnât only the nationâs princess but his princess too
user 4 two of the prettiest people datingđĽ°đĽ°
user 5 Carlos is in love ngl I would be too if I was dating Y/Nđđ
ariascorner ÂĄGracias por quererme! Te quiero, mi prĂncipe đđđđ Thank you for loving me! I love you my prince Liked by Author
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ariascorner So blessed to be able to call you mine. I'm gonna proudly show you off!! Thank you for believing in me and supporting me!! You are the best thing that has ever happened to me!! I love you baby!! Te quiero mĂĄs que a las estrellas del cielo I love you more than the stars in the sky
user 6 ęˇ¸ę° ë íëłľíę˛ í´ěŁźę¸¸ ë°ëź đđđI hope he keeps you happy
user 7 I get the best of both worlds. My mom and dad are actually dating!!!đđ
user 8 So happy for you Y/N!! I hope you are always happyđđ
user 1 she said fuck kpop standards, I love my manđąđą
user 2 we love supportive couplesđđ
user 3 canât wait to see you at races and Carlos at inkigayo đ¤Łđ¤Ł
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Hi Verađâ¤ď¸
for your 1k bingo: Ari + sex pollenđ
Imagine Ari being an agent. Ari jokes around and flirts around a lot, which makes you cautious about what comes out of his mouth. Stuff like "you're a peach" "can you help me with this, sweetheart?" "My heart just stopped, you're so beautiful." He would say this to different agents and scientists all day without truly meaning it. But you have a huge crush on him, nonetheless.
Fast forward to the incident, when Ari played around the lab carelessly one day and accidentally caused lab scientists to mix up two dangerous chemicals. And since he's the only one in the lab who didn't have a full hazmat suit on, he inhaled the chemicals (which is sex pollen) and was sent to quarantine. And when his mind is in a haze, the only name that stuck in his head is yoursđđđ
Does he call you to the quarantine room? Do you perceive his words as a desperate measures or you believe him? Does he tell you about his feelings after the pollen wears off?đđđIt's your decision! :3 Surprise me heheheheheđđđ
(And probably the fourth(or fifth?) Time, congratulations on your 1kâ¤ď¸â¤ď¸â¤ď¸â¤ď¸â¤ď¸â¤ď¸
Ari + sex pollen???? Damnđ an idea I never knew I needed but yeah. Love it.
And thank you sm!đĽşâ¤ď¸
Turns out Iâm shit at short Drabble writing so this one is 4 k, enjoy đ¤Ł
All drabbles will be posted with the tag â1 k followers specialâ just look for it on my blog:)
Addicted to you
Warnings: dub-con (sex pollen), p in v, unprotected sex, squirting
âHello, gorgeous, howâs your day?â, your favorite coworker asked, not you. He leaned over Mindys table, right in front of you, making you sigh quietly.
Ari was a very friendly and also handsome man. Most agents, especially all women, had a crush on him, even married once.
And of course, you.
You had a crush on your work partner, making your life awfully miserable. At first you actually thought something was between you, a little spark maybe. All the flirting and sweet petnames seemed to be special, right? Wrong. At least to Ari. He called half the agents gorgeous or flirted his way out of writing reports. At this point whenever he came to you, offering his sweet smile and glances, you knew it was for a reason.
"you're a peach" âNo, Ari, I wonât share my lunch.â
"Can you help me with this, peach?" âNo, Ari, I wonât write your reportâ
"My heart just stopped, you're so beautiful, peach." âNo, Ari, I wonât fall for that. Go get you your own coffee.â
Itâs always the same game. Him trying to flirt his way out of something and you having to do everything to not lose your mind over his words. Youâd do anything to hear these compliments honestly. Having Ari call you beautiful because you two went on a date and not because he needed something.
At first you had fallen for it, still hoping the spark you felt was real-but then you noticed he didnât seem to care about his words as much as you did. How many women here thought he actually meant any of it? How many agents had or will have their heart broken because of his careless thinking? Well, you were definitely one, but probably not the first.
âOh, really? You donât have to do that, gorgeous, are you sure?â âOh course, Ari. I wanted to get a coffee anyway, it wouldnât make much sense for you to walk unnecessarily if Iâm already on my wayâ, said the clearly not suspecting woman. Sometimes you felt bad for them, really, but on the other hand you knew Ari wouldnât stop his flirting. You tried to tell him to stop, but it seemed like it was a part of his personality he just couldnât âturn offâ.
Grinning Ari walked over to your desk, plopping down on it with his ass, nearly knocking over your own coffee, âbe careful you imbecileâ, you hissed, making the man laugh. âGood morning to you too, peach. I can tell Mindy to get another coffee for you, if you wantâ, âno thank you, I like my coffee without the taste of slave, besides I still have mineâ, with that you stubbornly took a long sip of your coffee, trying not to frown when you noticed how cold it had already gotten. And Ari definitely saw it too, but he didn't comment on it.
âSo, what are we doing today? I heard they have something for us in the laboratory?â, he asked instead, leaning a bit closer to you so heâd be able to read whatever you were writing. His aftershave immediately hit you, making you feel lightheaded. God, how could someone smell this good?
What you didnât know, he was thinking the same about you, not being able to stop himself from leaning a bit further into your personal space and nearly falling from the desk. âAri, stop that or you might already sit in the chair with me-â âoh thatâs not a bad idea, letâs-â âno.â
He furrowed his eyebrows a bit, crossing his arms over his chest. âBut why-â âHey, Ari, I got your coffee-and they called you into the lab. They said itâs urgentâ, said Mindy, walking up to your desk and giving Ari his coffee. Was her blouse further open than before?
Head shaking you stood up, ignoring that she didnât even greet you. âAri, letâs goâ, you didnât let him talk to Mindy anymore, already grabbing his massive biceps and pulling him to the labs. âWait-I wanted to-â âI donât care what you wanted to do, youâre here to work and not to flirtâ âgeez, chill, someoneâs got their panties in a twist-tho I couldnât help you untwist them, peach.â âAri-â
At this point you werenât even sure why he was still your work partner.
Just when you wanted to enter the lab someone held you back, one of the interns smiling up at you. âOh hello, Peter, everything okay?â, you smiled at him, not noticing Ari rolling his eyes when the young man blushed. âI have some documents for you to sign, itâs importantâ, since it was important you told Ari to go and ask the scientists about the substance they found while youâd sign the papers.
âSo, Peter, how was your weekend?â You asked the young man, while sitting down at your desk. He sat down in the chair in front of your desk, looking around your office. Mindy seemed to ignore him, just like she did ignore you. What a bitch. Did she really only talk when Ari was around?
Peter cleared his throat. âIt was really fun, we-â a shrill alarm sounded, alarming everyone to leave the building. Fire? No it wasnât the fire alarm. Youâve never heard this before. Grabbing petter by the arm you immediately left your office, hearing Mindy's steps behind you. âWhatâs happening?â, you called out to one of the guards.
âThere was an accident in the lab. Some chemicals exploded-â
Your chest immediately tightened. Oh god. Ari. No, no, no. What if he got hurt? What if he- âMiss, we need to goâ, your intern interrupted you, pulling you out of the building. âNo wait- I need-Ari is still there-â
The whole floor was closed for two days. Two days in which you didnât know what happened to Ari. You were worried sick-and heartbroken. His behavior may be annoying but it didnât mean your heart had stopped craving him. It seemed your feelings only grew in the past days.
As soon as you entered the building you went to your boss to ask about Ari, not receiving much information only that he was alive but in quarantine. Did it mean he had a disease? Maybe whatever the scientists had found was incurable?
Again you felt yourself nearly hyperventilating. âPlease let me see him. I just want to see heâs alive. I donât believe it until I see it myselfâ, you nearly begged with tears in your eyes. Your boss sighed, rubbing the brick of his nose with two of his fingers. âFine, fine just-stop crying. I canât handle thatâ, he mumbled walking you to the quarantine room.
You could see him through a window and your boss was right, he was alive.
But he looked like death was close.
He was sweaty, his clothes soaked and hugging his body like a second skin. His skin was pale. Dark circles beneath his eyes. His wrists cuffed to the bed. God, poor Ari. âWhatâs wrong with him?â âWe donât really knowâŚHe was affected by the chemicals. The scientists said he inhaled them and immediately felt dizzy, hotâŚstarted mumbling some nonsense about peachesâ, said the man. Just when you wanted to ask something else his phone rang. He excused himself and walked away.
The ringing had caught Ariâs attention. âPeach-peachâ, he whined, writhing in the bed like crazy. His wrists were already red and scratched, but it didnât stop him from pulling at them harder. You swallowed, seeing his wrists bleeding.
âMiss, youâre not allowed to be hereâ, one of the doctorâs came, pulling you a bit further away from the window. You noticed how it made Ari even angrier than before, throwing himself from side to side. âBastard! Donât-donât fucking touch her!â, he hissed, making you immediately pull away from the doctor who had touched your arm. Ari stopped his movements, his breathing slowly calming down.
You furrowed your eyebrows at that, the doctor doing the same and reaching out to you again, making Ari going feral. Seeing the hand of the stranger touching your skin made him pull at the restraints even harder, till they started cutting in his skin. Not wanting Ari to hurt himself, you stepped away from the man, closer to the window noticing how Ari tried to lift his hand-which wasnât possible.
âLet me in. I think heâŚwants my company?â, you mumbled. The man seemed unsure. âWe donât know what the chemicals did to his body-heâs stillâŚunstable. And maybe contagious-â âPlease, I think heâll feel better when Iâm thereâ, the Doctor sighed and pulled out a key, opening the door. As soon as you walked in Ari tried to pull at his restraints to touch you, which he managed when you sat down at the edge of his bed.
A moan escaped his throat when your cool hands touched his burning forehead. âOh god, you have a fever-and youâre drenchedâ, you whispered, wiping away the sweat from his skin. âIâm-hot. Too hotâ, he mumbled, sitting a bit up and hiding his face against your throat, immediately inhaling your smell. The soft smell of your peachy parfum. So, so good. So addicting. âSo niceâŚmissed you, peachâ, he mumbled, his lips touching your throat, close to kissing.
âAri, you shouldâŚyouâre totally out of your mindâ, you pushed him back into the pillow, turning around to the doctor who was still watching you two. And taking some notes, huh? âExcuse me, could you get me a cloth and bowl of cold water?â, the doctor nodded, leaving you two for a few moments.
Your hand caressed Aris cheeks, slowly brushing down to his chest, his chest heaving uncontrollably, heart pounding so fast you couldnât count the beats. âIâm so sorry I let you walk into the lab alone. I shouldâve known something would happenâŚâ
Ari moaned again, pushing himself into your palm. He felt completely overwhelmed, especially now that you were here. So close. Touching him.
âIâm hot-I want it off-take it offâ, he tried to grab at his clothes, pulling them away from his body, but he couldnât really move his hands. His breathing became even faster than before. You knew you probably shouldnât act on his words, but seeing his big blue eyes begging you. âOkay, okay, Iâll help youâ, with that you started pushing up his shirt, but stopping at his chest. âYouâre cuffed-I canât help much more, Iâm-â âtake them off. I donât want them-take them offâ, he started fidgeting again.
Thatâs when the doctor from before came in with a cloth and water. âWhat are you doing miss?â âOpen the cuffs-â âmiss-â âopen the fucking cuffs! Donât you see heâs bleeding? When will you react?! When he breaks his wrists?!!â You started arguing with him, making the man jump in surprise, not expecting your yelling.
âFine, but Iâm leaving the room.â He only put the bowl with the cloth aside, giving you the key to Aris cuffs. Then he quickly left the room leaving you with Ari behind.
You felt your own hands shake while slowly opening the restraints. Before you could even really let Ari pull out his hands he was already taking off his shirt, not caring about the ripping sound. When you noticed how he tried to open his pants you gasped quietly. âWait Ari-no-pants noâ, you took his hands that were working on his zipper, making him moan quietly while he pushed his hips up into your hands.
It surprised you and you couldnât stop yourself from pulling your hands away again. âFuck no-donât stopâ, he mumbled grabbing you by the hips and pulling onto his hips, letting you feel his hard dick throb in his pants. âWhat-Ari, what are you doing-hey-noâ, you swatted his hands away, grabbing the wet cloth and hitting his chest with it.
Ari gasped, his eyes focusing a bit more while he looked up at you, still lightheaded but less than before. âPlease-I donât know whatâs happening to me-but I need you-fuck, I need you so bad, pleaseâ, he sat up and immediately buried his face again your throat, kissing and sucking at your skin. He was losing his control.
He felt exactly like he felt when the chemicals first hit him.
As soon as he opened the tube, a yellow powder explosion went right in his face. Everything around him started to spin, his vision getting blurred and-he felt aroused. So fucking aroused.
Why werenât you here? You were supposed to come with him. He needed to see you. No.
He needed to fuck you.
God. He wanted to feel your skin. Your lips. To taste you. He wanted to taste the sweet peachy shampoo or parfum-or whatever it was that made you smell so good.
âPeach-whereâs-peachâ, he moaned quietly, bracing himself on the table next to him. He didnât even know what was happening around him. The people calling a code something-and grabbing him, touching him. He hated the touch of these people. He wanted you. âPeach-no-not you-peach-â
âAri, are you okay?â, when your voice pulled him out of his thoughts he grabbed your arms again. âI canât control myself-I need you-fuck-please-â, he mumbled close to your lips, already wanting to kiss them, but you pushed him away.
Someone walked into the room again, two doctors you didnât know. âWe found out what it is-but thereâs no cure for itâ, hearing this made your throat tighten. No cure? âMiss, he wonât die-not ifâŚthe person of his desireâŚhelps him out.â You didnât understand what they were talking about and it was also hard to concentrate with Ari trying to kiss your throat or sucking hickeys into your skin.
âWhat do you mean help him out? What should I-Ari stop it-that tickles-â, you tried to push his head away, feeling his beard tickle your throat. He whined when you pushed his forehead again, his arms tightening around your waist.
âMiss, we think Mr Levinson was affected by, the so called, sex pollen, a drug making the affected wanting toâŚbreed and reproduce. It wonât stop until heâŚfulfills his needs.â The doctors words made your mouth immediately feel dry, like you hadnât drank anything for days.
âIâŚneed to have sex with him?â Both doctors looked at each other, then back at you. âWe can probably try to find someone toâŚhelp him, but he seems to react to you.â
For fucks sake, why couldnât he be affected byâŚsomething that wouldnât make him want to reproduce.
Of course youâve always wanted it, but not like this. You wanted for it to matter and not when Ari was not himself. Drugged.
You swallowed. Then swallowed again.
âOkayâŚi'll do it, butâŚcan we have privacy? A room without a huge window?â, you asked self consciously, finally letting Ari bury his face further in your neck and cleavage since he definitely heard you agreeing to sleeping with him.
The doctors seemed a bit uncomfortable in this situation. âYeah this window has curtains. Well let them down and then you can-â âYeah I know-just-go. Iâll take care of himâ, you mumbled a bit embarrassed and also slowly turned on. How could someone not get turned on when the person they love kissed their throat and cleavage? Or nibbled at your earlobe? Fuck, your panties were probably drenched.
A couple minutes later the doctors were gone, the curtains lowered and some of the buttons of your shirt open, but Ari seemed impatient just ripping the rest from your body, making you gasp quietly. âAri-â, you moaned, letting him pull you over his lap, his hard dick immediately pressing into your cunt. There were still too many layers between you two, making Ari mumble something unhappily, while he opened his pants, hastily pushing them down.
You quickly helped him out of his clothes, nearly falling from his lap since Ari was so impatient to finally get out of these he kind of got carried away and was close to actually pushing you from the bed. As soon as his body was completely bare he sighed in relief and grabbed your waist, pushing you into the bed. You didnât had much time to appreciate the beauty of him, before he started hastily ripping your skirt and slipping from your hips, immediately pushing your legs open.
âJesus-Ari, we have time-â, you mumbled when he immediately tried to place himself between your thighs, his lips still suckling at your throat. When he reached your breasts he bit into the flesh, making you moan in pleasure and surprise. His tongue circled the pink teeth mark, before hastily doing the same closer to your nipple.
When you felt the tip of his cock press against your wet cunt you couldnât stop the nervousness creeping up inside you. Even though you werenât able to really admire him you still noticed the size of his cock.
No wonder he was always thisâŚcocky.
âAri-oh fuck-â, when he thrusted inside your wet cunt you couldnât stop the moans from leaving your mouth, especially since he didnât waste time before fucking you hard and fast. His gaze glued to your cunt swallowing his cock, clearly only thinking about his release.
For a moment you doubted even if it really mattered to him who was beneath him. Did he really recognise you as you or were you just a cumdump to him? (Not that you wouldâve mind under other circumstances.)
âPeach-peach look aâmeâ, Ari moaned, grabbing your chin with one hand, making you look into his blown eyes, the pupil completely swallowing the usually bright color. âMy peach-mineâ, his words were slightly slurred, but it seemed like he meant it. Maybe. Hopefully.
You wrapped your arms tightly around his neck, pulling him a bit closer till your bodies were flushed against one another. âYes, Ari, your peach. Iâm all yoursâ, you whispered into his ear, not expecting the nearly inhuman sound rumbling from his chest, his thrust immediately quickening, the sound of skin on skin slapping becoming louder, just like the squelching sound from how wet you were for him.
Fuck, it felt so good. He was fucking you like no one else before. His cock was hitting every spot inside you, his pelvis rubbing against your clit from time to time, stimulating you even more. âFuck-fuck, Ari-Iâm close-please-oh godâ, as soon as you felt your high approach your nails pushed into the skin of his back and biceps, making him moan in pleasure. The pain felt so good. So, so good.
You were a moaning and shaking mess beneath Ari, while he watched your every reaction. He didnât know what to say or if he was saying something. He knew he opened his mouth, but the only thing leaving his lips were moans and grunts. He had no idea why he was behaving like this, likeâŚlike a feral animal, but all his sensations felt so different, his senses heightened, especially his smell. The smell of you was everywhere, surrounded him, filled his lungs whenever he took a breath.
A few thrust more and your cunt started squeezing him, your walls tightening around him, hugging him like you were made for him. Your mouth was open in a silent moan, your face scrunched in pleasure. He couldnât stop himself from pressing his lips onto yours, his tongue exploring your mouth. The kiss took you by surprise but you immediately returned it with the same enthusiasm.
Slowly feeling too overstimulated, from having him hit your g-spot over and over again, you felt yourself coming closer to something youâve never felt before. Not only were you completely lightheaded and cockdrunk, but your whole body seemed to have stopped listening to you. Your legs gave out, your thighs not wrapped around Aris waist like the did before, your arms lightly hanging around his neck.
Ari grabbed your legs, pushing them up to your chest, before continuing his assault on your sensitive spot. The change in position makes him feel even bigger, if thatâs even possible. With that he was also now fucking your spot dead on. Your eyes filled with tears, your throat feeling raw from moaning and screaming in pleasure, your whole body useless, just like a doll in his hands.
Before you could react another orgasm rushed over you, this one different, more intense, like never before.
You squirted all over Ari and yourself, your juices gushing onto his thighs and abdomen, a deep growl rumbling in his throat while he pushed his cock deeper into you, grinding against you while you felt him twitch inside you, your walls milking him while was filling you with his cum.
He didnât stop releasing for a few minutes and you didnât know if it was because of the drug or if it was just Ari, but when he finally pulled out and put your legs down some of his cum leaked out of you, making him grunt in annoyance and furrow his eyebrows a bit. If you had the strength to do it you'd probably have laughed at his behavior, but your muscles were too sore.
âComeâere my caveman and stop grunting at myâŚyou knowâ, you laughed quietly but also a bit self conscious. When he saw your open arms Ari immediately laid onto you, his face pressed into your neck once again. âMineâ, he mumbled barely audible, while you gently scratched his hair and back, noticing the rosy lines youâd left behind.
At that point you didnât know what to do next. Were you supposed to leave him now? Would he be fine now? But just leaving like that felt weird. Especially since Ari meant to you more than just a friend, way more than that.
A few minutes passed and you noticed how Ariâs body felt cooler now, it even seemed like he had goosebumps. Not wanting him to freeze you grabbed the blanket that was laying on the floor and pulled it over his body. You felt him sigh softly against your skin, cuddling closer into the crook of your neck. It felt nice to have this huge man making himself small to fit into your arms wanting to cuddle.
It also made you thinkâŚ.
Was his head clear now? How would he react? Would he be mad?
âAriâŚare you awake?â, you whispered quietly into his ear, hearing him mumble something incoherent back. The corners of your lips twitched while you shook his shoulder again, finally getting him to lift his head. At first he seemed confused, then shocked, then confused again and finally something like..regret.
Oh god, no. He didnât want it. He regretted it. What if he felt like you- âIâm so sorry you had to do this, peach-I-I never wanted for it to happen like this-fuck. Iâm sorry. Iâm such an idiot, I shouldnât have-â âAri, itâs okay. I understand. You needed it. We can forget it and just think of it asâŚneeds to an-â âno. We canât forget it-please donât make me have to forget it. I donât want to forget it..â, his voice quietened to the end, his gaze glued to your face.
Noticing your confusion he leaned down, pressing his lips gently onto yours, only in a sweet peck. A soft smile crept onto his lips, even a blush was visible. âI wanted to do all of it with youâŚtouch youâŚkiss youâŚtaste youâŚfuck youâ, he whispered the words in your ear, kissing down your throat, before lifting his head again, âIâm sorry it happened like this and not how you really deserved it.â
You still were confused, but your chest tingled with hopefulness. âSo you mean-you like me?â, to that Ari only laughed gently before kissing you one more time, passionate and loving.
âBut never call me caveman again, tho.â
âSureâŚ..cavemanâ
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I was wondering if I can request an &team maknae line recation to prom dress shopping with there s/o?
Thank you so much if you can fulfill this request,if not I totally understand â¤ď¸
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&Team Masterlist
&Team shopping prom-dresses with their s/o
Warnings: fluff (reader is female)
Word Count: 899 words
-K
-You mentioned you'd be going to shop for your prom dress and he overheard this. Kei decided he wanted to come along just to help you carry your bags lol.
-Walking from store to store, he did not seem to get impatient at all and almost had as much fun as you did. There was a constant smile on his face and he looked intrigued every time you held up a dress.
-Offered to pay for the dress that made your eyes sparkle because he knew you'd look so so pretty in it.
-He would be complimenting you every second as well and just enjoyed spending time with you.
-Fuma
-My man is solemly there to support you because he knows how much you look forward to prom.
-Whenever you hold up a dress he tells you how much he likes it even if it is the ugliest dress on Earth.
-To him you look good in everything and even the ugliest pieces of fabric can become artworks when you wear it. He is such a cutie.
-He does laugh at your excitement because he just gets internally happy whenever you are happy
-Unlike Kei, he does not offer to pay he just does. This man would shove you out of the way to pay for your dress lol
-Nicholas
-This man has the time of his life looking through the many dresses and imagining you wearing each and every one of them.
-Enjoys to hear you rattle about what kinds of fabric and style you're looking for and will interpret your wishes as he helps you look.
-Deadass gets pouty if you don't like one of the dresses he picked because he really liked it.
-Almost falls of his chair when you come out in the one but manages to catch his balance last moment.
-EJ
-Idiot treats this shopping spree as though you were looking for a wedding dress instead of a prom dress.
-Likes to keep his options open and comes along just to see what color you will be wearing so he can get a suit to match.
-Does not understand anything you say when you describe the pattern or style you wish to wear but nods as though he does.
-Enjoys matching jewelry with the dress you choose just so everything about you can sparkle at prom.
-Yuma
-Complains that you had dragged him down towards the mall because he really did not want to come.
-Once he's there and sees how excited you are, he calms down and just follows you around like a lost puppy for a while until he finds the excitement inside of himself.
-Once he sees a dress he loves he would constantly comment it to make you notice it. He would never outright say that he wants you to wear that dress but he would make it very known.
-Disappointed if you choose a different dress but comes around when you show it off because you're right, that one does compliment all your curves perfectly.
-Jo
-He comes along but kind of forgets why he's there and keeps wandering off to different directions to which you have to pull him back because he keeps getting distracted.
-Does actually not care what dress you choose. You could be showing up in a carton box and you'd still be the prettiest to him so he just kind of wanders behind you.
-Whenever you ask his opinion on something his answer would always be the same: "You look so pretty in it, sweetie."
-He is actually happy when you get your dress so you two can enjoy some ice cream lol.
-Harua
-MY MAN! The price for the guy who has the most fun dress shopping with you goes to Harua!
-He had looked up different dresses on pinterest and made an entire mood board with them so he knew what to look for.
-He drags you down the aisles and points at the dresses he likes. To your surprise they are actually really cute too.
-Would be so so happy if you choose one he had picked out for you. You'd be attacked by hugs and kisses hehe.
-Taki
-He is the second most excited to go dress shopping with you. Not because he likes this so much but because you trusted him enough to come with you and to ask his opinions.
-Carefully contemplates every choice as he does not want to disappoint you. He is the most helpful out of all &Team members.
-Honestly reviews each dress until he comes across one he just cannot say anything bad about because it is simply perfect.
-Treats you to Starbucks or anything you like to drink afterwards because he believes you two made a great choice together. And you did!
-Maki
-He is so unserious lmao! Agreed to come with you but honestly, you regret asking him very quickly because he points out the most ugly ass dresses in the world.
-Will constantly compliment you though but don't be fooled, he'd tease you every chance he gets as well.
-Remember Nicholas almost falling? Yeah, well, Maki actually falls off his chair when you walk out wearing the most beautiful dress. His mind changed about the whole dress shopping because he is glad he came along.
-Cannot wait for prom because he'd be able to dance with you all night.
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INSTAMAGINE DANIEL RICCIARDO WITH AN ELITE RUNNER Pt.3
Daniel Ricciardo x Reader
Daniel Ricciardo x Runner!Reader
danielricciardo
danielricciardo: MONACO BABYđĽđĽ what a way to finish with an angel waving the flagđđźâ¤ď¸
đ: Monte-Carlo, Monaco
đˇď¸: redbullracing, F1, youruser
â¤ď¸: youruser, redbullracing, maxverstappen1 and 7,835,275 others
đŹ:
youruser: so proud of youâ¤ď¸đĽš
-> danielricciardo: youruser making it my life work to impress you darlingâ¤ď¸
youruser: an honour to see you win at my first Grand Prixâ¤ď¸đŻđŻ
-> danielricciardo: youruser if all I needed to do to win was bring you along I wouldâve done it earlier
youruser: celebration time?đ
-> danielricciardo: youruser read my mindđđ
maxverstappen1: good job mateđŻ
redbullracing: DAN THE MANđĽđĽđĽ
F1NEWS
F1NEWS: CHARLES LECLERC WALKS AWAY FROM MONACO NIGHT CLUB WITH A BLACK EYE AFTER HE KISSED DANIEL RICCIARDOâS GIRLFRIEND YN LN read more
⌠After a disappointing DNF from Leclerc and an astonishing win from Ricciardo, the grid goes out for drinks but a drunken kiss from Leclerc leads to a Ricciardo retaliation.
đ: Monte-Carlo, Monaco
đˇď¸: danielricciardo, charles_leclerc, youruser, F1
â¤ď¸: F1wags, formulaone and 295,825 others
danielricciardo
danielricciardo: mine.â¤ď¸
đ: in her
đˇď¸: youruser
â¤ď¸: youruser, f1fans and 12,835,824 others
đŹ:
youruser: always
-> danielricciardo: youruser â¤ď¸
f1fan: âWONâT APOLOGISEâ HAHA
landosbae: THE SECOND PHOTO�????
comments on this post have been limitedâ˘
youruser
youruser: Iâm terribly sorry I had to make it this obviousđđ
đ: his bed
đˇď¸: danielricciardo
â¤ď¸: danielricciardo, redbullracing and 12,585,285 others
đŹ:
danielricciardo: Iâm the artist in the first two xx
F1FANATIC: IS THAT A HANDPRINT
-> FormulaDan: F1FANATIC FUCK THE HANDPRINT LOOK AT ALL THE HICKEYS
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danielricciardo
danielricciardo: my champâ¤ď¸ 2:17:54
đ: miamiink
đˇď¸: youruser, caliinked
â¤ď¸: youruser, bostonmarathon, caliinked, redbullracing and 4,485,285 others
đŹ:
youruser: gonna pretend like I didnât scream when I saw it
-> danielricciardo: youruser well weâve got to be forever now Iâm tattedđ
caliinked: pleasure xx love an envy tatđ
-> danielricciardo: Iâll convince yn to pay you a visit eventuallyđ¤
maxverstappen1: pls tell me you asked her first
-> danielricciardo: maxverstappen1 nođ
đ
-> maxverstappen1: danielricciardo I can imagine her face ur a bastard
F1fan: wonder what provoked this tatđ¤
F1world: she getting one too?đ
-> youruser: F1world âŚ.đ
youruser
youruser: Carlsbad 5000, California â23đĽ 14:27
+ pacing @/danielricciardo to the endâ¤ď¸
đ: Carlsbad 5000, California
đˇď¸: carlsbad5000, danielricciardo
â¤ď¸: danielricciardo, carlsbad5000, emmajanelbates and 2,385,104 others
đŹ:
danielricciardo: how did I get roped into thatđŤ¨đŤ¨
-> youruser: danielricciardo Iâll hold up my end of the bargainđ¤đ
F1fans: youruser WHATS YOUR END OF THE BARGAIN?????
carlsbad5000: pleasure having you and Daniel!!
-> youruser: carlsbad5000 thanks for a great race!
maxverstappen1: what did you do to get him to run that????
-> youruser: maxverstappen1 text me
-> maxverstappen1: youruser ok
-> maxverstappen: youruser HOLY FUCK DAMN
landonorris: I need to start running
danielricciardo
danielricciardo: Carlsbad 5000 24:21 đŽâđ¨ gotta say I much prefer cheering her on. But thanks for the pacer honeyâ¤ď¸
đ: carlsbad 5000, California
đˇď¸: carlsbad5000, youruser
â¤ď¸: carlsbad5000, youruser, F1 and 3,386,019 others
đŹ:
youruser: thanks Dannyâ¤ď¸ proud of you
-> danielricciardo: youruser whoâd have thought after a year of dating I still have to chase after youđ
-> formulauno: danielricciardo the certified lover boyâď¸
F1: leaving us Dan? đ˘
-> danielricciardo: F1 neverđ
F1wags: k heâs in love to run a 5k
-> ynrunnerln: F1wags thisâď¸
redbullracing: @/youruser âs turn soon??đ¤
-> youruser: redbullracing omw babe xx
youruser
youruser: âmy end of the bargainâ âproperty of Daniel Ricciardo if found please return safelyâ
đ: caliinked
đˇď¸: caliinked, danielricciardo
â¤ď¸: danielricciardo, caliinked, maxverstappen1 and 3,486,109 others
đŹ:
danielricciardo: proud to say I designed it in my handwritingđđ
-> maxverstappen1: danielricciardo I told her not to do it
danielricciardo: gonna make you run in sports bras dailyđ¤đ¤
-> youruser: danielricciardo itâs a good job itâs summer thenđđ
caliinked: love itđđ
-> youruser: caliinked thanks for the ink NathanđŠˇđŠˇ
f1fan: fucking love it
-> user1: f1fan itâs the Charles repellant for međ
-> user2: user1 these two are on the same wavelength and itâs scaryđđ
FORMULA1UPDATES
FORMULA1UPDATES: BREAKING: Daniel Ricciardo spotted in a jewellery shop + exits with a decent sized backđ are we going to see a Mrs Ricciardo?
đ: Monaco Jewellers
đˇď¸: danielricciardo
â¤ď¸: f1fan, waglife, ynrunner and 789,824 others
đŹ:
F14EVA: god I hope so
-> waglife: F14EVA same.
ynrunner: I hope yn doesnât see this if he is proposing
-> FORMULA1UPDATES: ynrunner (weâve restricted her from seeing itâŚđ¤đ¤)
F1Fan: love them
charles_leclerc
charles_leclerc: what doesnât kill you makes you stronger.
đ: Monte-Carlo Monaco
đˇď¸: montecarloboxingtraining
â¤ď¸: charlesmiamor, montecarloboxingtraining and 2,835,106 others
đŹ:
montecarloboxingtraining: we know youâre ready.đ¤
-> charles_leclerc: montecarloboxingtraining đđ
User1: pls donât tell me heâs going to do what I think heâs going to do
-> user2: user1 read my mindđ¤Śđźââď¸
carlossainz55: donât retaliate man, not worth it.
-> charlesmiamor: carlossainz55 I love Charles but not enough to support that
dannyandyn: the black eye and split lipđ¤
ynrunner: oh no
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A part 4 is necessary now⌠no?â˘
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đ Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. spread the self-love! đ
Thanks for the tag, @maple-unicorn đâ¤ď¸
I've written fics across various pairings, but here's five of my favourites.
1. That Night In Belgium (72 k words)
Dramione
A drunk Draco Malfoy stumbling through a hotel, getting into his sleeping wife's bed when he is met with a surprise.
Quote from Chapter 4: "His mind was a troll dungeon and his imagination, a whore."
Dear Reader, this started as a one-shot written at 4 am, fueled by coffee and Lady Gaga's Bad Romance.
2. Where We Collide. (40 k words)
Dramione
Afraid of being judged by their peers for their actions during the terrible time and isolating themselves from the rest, Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger are in their own separate worlds during their eighth year.
That is, till their worlds collide when Theodore Nott and Ginny Weasley decide to raise spirits by rallying their friends into the first ever boy auction in Hogwarts history.
The auction happens. Chaos ensues.
Lives are irrevocably changed.
Perhaps it wasn't the best idea after all.
Or was it?
3. Him & I (3.8 k words)
Harry Potter x Fem Draco Malfoy
Draco Malfoy is upset. Narcissa is planning to wed her off to Neville Longbottom, a hero of the Wizarding World, in an attempt to save the Malfoy name post war of Hogwarts.
If only she had a savior of her own.
4. Safe With You. (2.5 k)
Harmony
Hermione never saw it coming.
In the midst of the war, abandoned by Ron, she seeks comfort in the arms of Harry Potter. A comfort that only grows, filling her with a sense of peace she couldn't ever have dreamed of having.
Deciding they would rather live for themselves, the two run off to Australia.
They are in love, at peace and happy.
But for how long?
5. Railed (1.7 k)
Draco Malfoy x Door / Drarry
Draco Malfoy is locked up and alone for many years. He seeks comfort in his door.
This is a crack fic. A very cracked fic.
Ends with Drarry.
Tagging: @winterwells @inastarlesssky @anna-h-ofeliya @autumnweeen @willowingscribe @hues-of-words
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Finally getting to respond to those who were so kind to me in messages, comments, and reblogs in the past week! @otomiya-tickles was a blog with mainly tickle fics, but you guys definitely made it feel like there was more to it :)
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GOING DOWN || 3,4 k
Joel Miller x f!reader | Frankie Morales x f!reader
Summary: you have a hot boyfriend and a hot ex whoâs still obsessed with you. Why not get the best of both worlds?
Tw: 18+ mdni, smut, darkish!reader, toxic!reader, boyfriend!Joel, ex who desperately wants you back!Frankie, soft!Frankie, infidelity (readerâs), praise kink, size kink, unprotected piv, creampie, handjob, m!oral, pussy eating, cum eating, f!masturbation, stalking (reader loves it), voyeurism, exhibitionism, swearing, dirty talk, pet names princesa-princess, mi amor- my love. Reader wears a dress. Pics are for the mood only, reader has no specific physical descriptions.
A/n: I have no excuse for this one. I donât know why I look at our baby Frankie and want to do all this. Iâm not sorry though, itâs hot to me and also fictionalđ the titleâs inspired by the song âIâm goinâ downâ by Mary J. Blige and Frankieâs special talentđ Happy Frankie Friday, my loves!đ
Written for @burntheedges âs roll-a-trope challenge - my trope was Exes. Thank you for the fun event, Kateâ¤ď¸ Kisses to wonderful @milla-frenchy for beta-ing this filthđ dividers by @saradika-graphics
MASTERLIST || more Frankie - The Hoodie
You are looking out of the window at the night street, illuminated by a few golden lights, when you feel Joelâs heavy hands on your hips and then his lips plant a kiss on your neck from behind.
âLetâs go to bed,â he mumbles, his gruff voice coated with lust.
âNo, fuck me right here.â
He smiles against your neck.
âReally? Want the neighbors to see us, dirty girl?â
âYeah. Neighbors,â you smirk, not tearing your eyes from the car parked outside your apartment building. Your exâs Pickup.
Joel pierces you with his big stiff cock and before you start moaning like a whore, you open the window a little so you two can not only be visible, but also perfectly heard from the street. Cool autumn air hits your heated face and your nipples get hard under your thin dress.
"Oh yeah, Joel! Harder!" you cry out, reveling in the way he's dragging his huge manhood in and out your channel. You're taking it like a good girl-always wet and tight for your boyfriend's cock.
Your fingers swiftly pull down your neckline, exposing your bouncing tits to whoever might look through your window. And you're sure that someone is looking.
Not knowing about your sick game, Joel is grunting loudly, thrusting deep and hard into you, your back flush with his broad chest. Heâs rubbing his stubble against your neck, then your cheek until you turn your face to him and your lips lock in a sloppy and passionate kiss, while heâs holding you close, drawing pleasure from your tight pussy.
Joelâs hand snakes under your dress and having found your naked cunt, begins swirling your clit between two thick fingers. You part from his mouth, whimpering loudly.
âYeah, baby! Let âem hear what a slut you are for me. Getting fucked in front of the whole neighborhood.â
His words push you over the edge and you come on his cock, crying out from pleasure. You donât fake it. There is no need. He is that good.
Joel follows you soon and shoots his thick warm cum into your pulsating core. When he stills and pulls out, you hastily fix your dress and grab your dogâs leash.
âIâll walk Tom.â You kiss Joel with tongue and leave the apartment, leaking your boyfriendâs load with every move.
When you step out into the night, you walk along the street a few meters and tie your dog to a street pole. On your legs, trembling from the hard orgasm, you saunter to your exâs truck.
The passenger door is already open for you when you reach it and you get in, feeling cold air lap at your pussy, coated in Joelâs cum.
A pair of beautiful kicked puppy eyes greet you there and you turn slightly in your seat to see your ex better in the dark car.
Frankieâs wearing a denim shirt, dark blue jeans and his favorite baseball cap that you always hated for hiding his gorgeous curls. He looks the same as the day you left him. Maybe the bags under his eyes are darker but it could be the poor lighting at fault.
âWhat are you doing here, Frankie?â Your voice is soft and calm, with a pinch of sadness thrown in for his sake.
The man nervously fixes his cap and glances at you from the side, like a guilty dog. He clears his throat and lies,
â âm checking on you.â
His velvety voice caresses your ear, itâs soft like everything about his character. He starts chewing on his lip while his eyes are staring into the darkness ahead of him.
âNo, youâre stalking me, baby. I see your Pickup everywhere I go. Near my work last week. I spotted you at the bar today. And now youâre here⌠spying on me through the window.â
He proves that he watched your little show when he spreads his thighs wider and bucks his hips, unwillingly attracting your attention to his big bulge. You both are quiet for a few moments.
âI miss you,â he finally admits, turning to you. His eyes are sad and sappy and you should feel sorry, bad or at least sympathetic but the overwhelming feeling in your heart is a triumph. Heâs not over you. Youâre the best heâs ever had and he desperately wants you back.
Youâve been feeling elated lately when you noticed Frankie stalking you. Itâs been fun playing with him and you donât plan on stopping. You pull your brows together and coo,
âI understand, baby, but you canât keep coming here. Joelâs a jealous type. I donât want any problems.â
While youâre talking, Frankieâs nodding along, eyes downcast. You place your hand on his shoulder and give it a comforting squeeze. His own big paw flies to yours and after bringing it to his mouth, he presses his lips to your palm. Your heart flutters at his need for you and your pussy tingles when you remember the way his plush lips were leaving kisses all over your body weeks ago.
âBaby,â you breathe out and he looks at you, not letting go of your hand. You see tears in his eyes, not enough to spill but enough to fuel up your ego. His eyes are so pretty like that, wet lashes and glossy chocolatey irises.
âAww, Frankie,â you coo and open your arms to him. He rushes to you as if youâre his lifeline, wrapping his big strong arms around your torso and burying his face in the crook of your neck.
Youâre hugging him back, trying not to suffocate in his steel embrace and rubbing his muscular broad back. Frankieâs as big as Joel, both are much bigger than you, and warmth spreads deep in your core when his scent envelops you just like his body.
You smile when you notice him still wearing your favorite cologne.
Soon your body craves something more than just a hug so your lips part and a soft whimper escapes your mouth. You know well that your pretty noises always make him wild.
Your ex reacts immediately and you feel an open mouth kiss on your neck.
âFrankie.â Your tone is scolding yet fake and you sigh deeply, brushing his chest with your barely covered breasts. Your ex grumbles at the sensation and then whispers, his voice already strained with lust.
âI miss you so much.â
You hug him tighter and feel his hot breath on your cleavage when he leans lower to plant another kiss on your collarbone. His cap slides off his head and falls on the floor but he doesnât care. Looking down at his beautiful dark curls you run your fingers through his hair, scratching his scalp with your nails and Frankie almost roars against your chest. His arms pull you closer to him, even though your torso is already flush with his. He slightly lifts you off the seat and you tug at his hair in warning, steel in your tone.
âPut me down, Frankie.â
He listens to you like he always does but your roughness earns another loud groan from him. You smile, imagining how hard his cock must be now.
Frankie leaves soft kisses on your clothed chest, your belly and soon his head is resting on your lap, while his arms are wrapped around your hips as if heâs scared youâll float away.
Youâre stroking his head, marveling at the silky waves of his hair, shining even in the dim light, and slightly tilt your hips up when his prominent nose pokes your mound through the thin fabric of your dress. As if thinking about the same thing, Frankie breathes in full lungs of your arousal and a guttural moan vibrates against your covered pussy.
âI miss her, mi amor,â you barely hear him mumble and you sigh. Recently satiated by Joelsâs pounding, your core gets reignited with sticky desire and you bite your lip, your dark gaze sliding over his sexy shoulders and his head, with his face hidden. You part your legs just slightly, letting him closer to your needy pussy.
Like a dog sniffing out his favorite treat, Frankieâs nuzzling your lap, and his lips and nose are brushing against your tights, your lower belly, your cunt through the fabric.
You gasp when his fingers dig into your soft hips a bit too hard and he hastily relaxes his grip and looks up at you.
âSorry, princesa.â His blown out eyes are filled with guilt and want and you give him a smile, cupping his scruffy cheek.
âItâs ok, baby, just be careful with me, âk? No marks.â
âYes, yes, of course, mi amor,â he murmurs, returning his head back onto your lap.
After a couple of minutes in his arms, the fire in your core morphs into an ache and you squirm under him with impatience.
âI should go, Frankie. Joelâs gonna worry.â
âNo, please,â he almost whines, hugging you tighter. âIâ,â he stumbles.
âYes, baby?â
âCan I â? Can I see her?â
Heâs staring up at you and you tilt your head to the side, faking confusion.
âWho?â
He knows that you understand but you need him to say it. So he plays by your rules. Like he always does.
âCan I see your beautiful pussy?â He sits up, facing you, his huge body squeezed in between the wheel and his seat. His bulge looks even more prominent now and you gush at the thought that he must be leaking into his boxers.
âOh, Frankie, baby, you know I have a boyfriend. I canât.â
His pleading eyes are fixed on you as he begs,
âPlease, mi amor, just a look. I miss her so much. I miss you. Please.â
With another fake sigh you glance out of the window to check the surroundings, and after finding the street empty, you turn back to him.
âOk, just for a second. Get in the back.â
âThank you, mi amor,â he mumbles, hurrying out of the truck.
You squeeze between the front seats and sit down, turning to Frankie as he joins you at the back of the car. Your ex impatiently grabs the hem of your dress but you stop him.
âNo one should know about this, understand?â
Frankie nods eagerly, mumbling yesâs like a junkie before getting a hit of his drug and you let him lift your dress and expose your naked pussy.
Your hands clutch the dress against your waist, and your legs are pressed together but itâs evident how wet youâre - your folds shine with Joelâs cum and your slick arousal.
Frankieâs breath hitches and his broad chest expands, straining his shirt.
âBeautiful,â he praises as his hand flies to the apex of your thighs.
âNah-ahâ, you grab his big paw midair and place it on top of your thigh.
âNo touching. You wanted to look, right?â
âYeah,â Frankie halfheartedly agrees, furrowed brows showing his discontent. âThen at least open your legs, princesa. Need to see her better.â
You try to contain your excitement as you tut at your ex,
âYouâre so naughty, baby.â
You slowly part your thighs wide enough for your pussy to bloom in front of his hungry eyes.
Frankieâs mouth goes slack and his gaze clouds up when he sees your glistening pussy lips, puffy clit and your inviting hole. You shift a little on the seat, leaving wetness on the leather, and when you clench your walls in anticipation, you both see a little bit of pearly white liquid slide out of your entrance.
âIs thisâŚ?â Frankie mumbles, not tearing his eyes off your recently used cunt.
âYeah. I know youâve been watching Joel fuck me so donât pretend that youâre surprised. My pussyâs full of his cum,â you say with defiance and wait for his reaction.
Frankieâs softly growls and his hand on your thigh contracts into a fist.
âShhh, big boy,â you purr, bringing your fingers to your pussy. You gather some of Joelâs seed, leaking from your hole, and spread the creamy juices over your hardened clit. You rub yourself a few times and when a soft moan escapes your lips, Frankie echoes you.
âFeels so good,â you admit and begin pleasuring yourself in front of your ex.
âJesusâ fuck,â Frankie mumbles. His eyes are obsidian, forehead glistening with sweat with a few wet curls stuck to it. With his gaze tormented and pained, he reaches down to his belt.
âWhat are you doing, baby?â you ask, pausing your ministrations.
Frankie freezes and replies, stumbling over his words,
âI need â need to take my dick out. It hurts.â
âOk, Frankie.â He hastily unzips his jeans when you add, âBut donât touch it.â
Frankie groans but then sighs with relief when he pulls the waistband of his boxers down, tucks it under his balls and his cock springs free. It hits his shirt and leaves a dark wet spot.
His member is throbbing, the dark pink tip, glossy and fat, is oozing his clear need for you and you lick your lips, enticing the man even more.
Frankie follows your orders and lets his cock bob and drip pre-fuck juice all over his balls and jeans while you moan again, tracing your sopping hole.
Your ex rubs his cheek, focused on the place he desperately wants to claim with his tongue and cock and croaks after wetting his plush lips,
âLet me kiss her, mi amor.â
Bingo.
Thatâs what you wanted as soon as you saw him at the bar today. If you cared to admit maybe you already dreamed about it when you noticed him stalking you last week. But whatâs a prize without a game? Now it feels extra special.
With a little smile, you throw off your shoe and plant your bare foot on the seat, opening your thighs wider for him.
âYou gonna taste another manâs cum on my pussy? just to kiss her?â
Frankieâs eyes snap up to yours and you see his defeat, his despair, his love in their depths.
He nods silently.
âAww, youâre so sweet,â you coo. âOk, baby, go ahead.â
With a grunt Frankie bends down, slowly adjusting his position between your legs so itâs comfortable for you, and when his soft warm lips kiss your cold cunt, you flutter your eyes shut with a pleased mewl.
Frankieâs always been the best at pussy eating. Joel often goes down on you but itâs different. He demands your ecstasy, claims your pussy with his mouth, makes you scream when his rough tongue impatiently rubs at your clit. His movements say âGive meâ while heâs eating you out.
But Frankie. Heâs whispering âTake itâ. Take your time, take your bliss, take my lips and tongue and use them, let yourself drown in pleasure. He laps at you softly and languidly, licking your pussy like itâs the most delicate flower, the most delicious fruit.
You grab your phone out of your pocket and text Joel that you met a friend by accident and need to catch up.
Frankie doesnât see any of it, heâs gone, fully concentrated on pleasuring your soft cunt. His hands are gently holding your thighs apart, his face buried in your pussy.
âHowâs she?â you whisper, raking your fingers through his silky curls and tugging on them slightly to get his attention when he doesnât respond right away.
âI taste him on you,â Frankie grumbles, parting from your sex, ââm gonna get it off you.â
He returns to work, making out with your folds and sucking the other manâs cum off your clit and you already feel yourself close to unraveling.
âYes, like that, baby. My pussy misses you.â
You feel Frankie smile against your cunt before he begins stroking your clit with his tongue again and again until you cry out his name into your hand, while your hole clamps around nothing, walls contract and release another portion of Joelâs thick load.
Trembling from the orgasm thatâs rippling through your body, you watch Frankie lap at your entrance, drinking the runaway seed and your slick, prolonging your shattering climax with this depraved act.
He doesnât stop kissing your pussy until you get overstimulated and try to close your legs.
âDid so good for me, Frankie,â you murmur through heavy breaths.
âThank you, mi amor,â your ex gruffs, sitting up, his face blushed, the gaze hazy and drunk on you.
Heâs shivering from the arousal, his engorged cock generously leaking precum, and you take mercy on the man.
You scoot closer to him, wrap your hand around his hot cock and start slowly pumping it. Itâs soaked with his juices so your palm slides easily over his hard length but to make him absolutely wild you gather some slick off your cunt and rub the underside of his cock where his tip meets the shaft with your wet thumb.
Frankie moans like a needy slut and in a second the first rope of cum shoots out of his slit.
You hastily lower your head, take the head between your lips and start drinking his load as heâs feeding it to you, jerking and thrusting his hips up, while your hand is gliding over his shaft.
You swallow everything to the last drop and lick it all over, cleaning his cock and earning a jerk of overstimulation from your ex. Then you sit up, wiping your mouth curled into a satisfied smile.
âFuck, princesa, I love you,â Frankie breathes out falling onto the backrest, his cock softening but still standing at attention. You smile at his confession and your hunger finally seems satisfied.
You begin fixing your clothes and he watches you for a few seconds before tucking his cock into his jeans and then shifting closer to you. He gets into your space and you feel his warm hand pressed to your lower back. His huge frame is looming over you and you look up into his chocolaty eyes. They seem sad again.
âI want you back, mi amorâI... I need you.â
You sigh deeply and shake your head, taking his big hand in yours.
âYou know itâs over, Frankie. Iâm sorry, but Iâm with Joel now.â
âWhy? Why canât you be with me? Why is he better?â He asks, furrowing his brows and leaning even closer to you.
âBaby,â you whine, averting your gaze from his puppy eyes and tracing hearts on his hand. âWe talked about it. Heâs âŚheâs like whiskey, heâs rough and heady and⌠youâre like hot chocolate, Frankie. Youâre sweet but youâre too saccharine for me.â
âI can get rough with you, princesa.â
You giggle and shake your head.
âItâs not who you are, baby. And itâs ok. Someone will love you for it one day.â
You hear him sniff before he yanks his hand away from yours.
You know you should leave, break it off once and for all but the sick, mean, greedy side of your soul wants to pull him back as soon as you have pushed him away.
âFrankie,â you purr and grab his arm as heâs about to get out of the car. A slight touch from you is all it takes to stop him and he turns to you, his eyes glossy, his expression defeated.
You get closer to him and take his face between your hands. To kiss him goodbye. To poison him more.
He falls into the kiss head first, embracing you tightly, pressing his torso to yours so close itâs difficult to breathe.
You both moan against each otherâs lips and you pull on his hair with passion and possessiveness. His tongue is licking into your mouth and youâre tasting yourself, sensing a faint trace of Joelâs cum. Itâs so sick and twisted that another surge of arousal burns your core.
You make out for some time until you part from his lips.
âI should go, Frankie,â you whisper, snaking out of his embrace.
Frankieâs arms fall and he nods, looking lost and inebriated. You use this moment to hastily get out of his car.
âBye, baby,â you chirp, smiling at him, but before you close the door he wakes up from the trance and calls for you.
âI wonât stop, mi amor,â he admits with determination in his shaky voice. âIâm gonna keep coming. I need you.â
âI know,â you say with a fake sigh and close the door.
Youâre walking to get Tom, feeling Frankieâs eyes on your back, and trying to calm down, you bite your lip, but the excitement overwhelms you and soon a triumphant smile spreads across your face.
Thank you for reading!đ
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hey k, a little birdie told me you wanted the question :)
Do you think Hannibal was in love with Alana and Bedelia? The same way he was in love with Will? Or how do you see Hannibal's relationship with Alana and Bedelia compared to his intense love for Will?
đâ¤ď¸ aww thank you, you didnât have to send it haha. I was just being overdramatic because I am annoyed.
But since you asked⌠*adjusts glasses and takes a sip of pink g&t, Lidlâs finest* WARNING: VERY LONG, read at own risk đ
Soooo, letâs start by saying that Hannibal âlovesâ a lot of people. He loved Jack, he loved Abigail. In his own way, of course, and itâs not such a good thing to be loved by him. Can prove quite fatal. Not one of these 3 relationships are alike for many reasons. Itâs like comparing apples, oranges and dog food.
Alana: Hannibal was absolutely fond of her and loved her in a way. She was a strong and intelligent woman and Hannibal has a thing for strong women, starting from his aunt (a thing thatâs NEVER discussed by the fandom). Their connection was limited for obvious reasons: Hannibal could have never showed her his true self, she would have never accepted him for who he was. She wasnât like him. When she asked if she could have ever understood him and he said no, it was actually a rare moment of truth from him. Yes, their romance was a form of a distraction, very useful for Hannibal, but he treated her well. Whether that excuses the lies and the deception, itâs up to everyoneâs personal judgment. (I would have still slept with him đ)
Will: *sighs* I am obviously not a fan, mainly because of the fandom and how the show turned into a bad fanfic by season 3 (because the creator loved being worshipped by a small group of people and ignored plot coherency in a process). Does Hannibal love Will? Yes. Does he love him in the way the fandom claims? Absolutely not. Will and his empathy are such a perfect thing for Hannibal. Heâs a narcissist and what he loves most is himself. Will and his âgiftâ makes him an ideal clean slate Hannibal can project himself onto. He doesnât care for Will on a personal level. He loves him the way one loves a favourite book or other object. You love it and you donât want anyone else to have it, but you donât expect the book to return your feelings. I imagine Hannibal had several other âprojectsâ before Will, but no one them were so âpliantâ to Hannibalâs tricks. Plus Willâs push back made Hannibal more and more obsessive. Would taking Will and Abigail to Europe work? Absolutely not, because again, Hannibal has never considered their own feelings. He has never considered them as persons. It would have blown up in his face and he would have probably killed them both (unless they escaped somehow). My biggest issue with the show is that Hannibal would have never forgiven Will his betrayal (or anyone elseâs for that matter). Mizumono was a perfect break up with all his ârelationshipsâ. And donât give me the âHannibal loved Will so much he forgive himâ. No, it was a creatorâs choice to cater to the fandom and very OOC.
Bedelia: my biggest pet peeve is when people say she was âWillâs substituteâ. Bitch please⌠if you must consider this in those terms, Will was the substitute. But you shouldnât because those relationships have nothing in common. But the âbrides of Frankensteeeeinâ?? I hear you scream. That was just Bedelia having fun toying with Will (and actually it was fan serviceâŚ). She has never felt jealous about his relationship with Hannibal (she did find him a loose cannon though and was wary of what he might do to her). I once did a full on breakdown on their relationship throughout the episodes and wish I could find it again (search option here is⌠ughh). I will try to keep it short this time. Bedeliaâs presence in Hannibalâs life is unique. When we meet Bedelia for the first time, it is being said that they have known each other for years at this point. Longer than anyone ever!! Hannibal is not a creature that keeps people around. So thereâs something about Bedelia that makes her special. He is clearly enamoured by her and itâs an ongoing thing. If he âlovedâ her and then stopped, he would have killed her. What makes Bedelia special is that she is the only person that Hannibal treats like, well, a person. She is the only one on his âlevelâ, the only one he respects. And itâs the respect that makes this so important. Hannibal has zero respect for anyone else, most people are just possible meat to him. He doesnât respect Will or Abigail. Itâs like Bedelia is a little pedestal above all others in Hannibalâs mind. But most importantly, she KNOWS. We donât know how much she knows at the time of season 1, but she knows enough. Enough to know what he is. And she is not afraid or repulsed. Quite the contrary. And Hannibal senses she is like him, thatâs why he sends her a wounded bird to kill. She does, proving him right, yet is not ready to embrace her dark side. Hannibal is: fine, Iâll wait. Again proving how special she is to him. She warns him, he doesnât listen, she leaves, he lets her! But he wanted to kill heeer⌠no, he wanted to see if she was were really gone and if she had betrayed him (heâs fixated on betrayal in general). She didnât, she left him a gift, once again proving how well she knows him and telling him theyâll meet again. Both his romance with Alana and his plan to get away with his âprojectsâ only started AFTER she left. Bedelia wasnât a plan B, she was plan A but she left. Letâs skip an essay on Florence since this is already ridiculously long, just a few points. Fandomâs obsession with pointing out that he only talked about Will: yeah, because FAN SERVICE, we had like 4 conversations between them, out of hundreds that would have taken place. Literally ALL the characters talk only about them. It has zero relevance to their relationship. The writers werenât interested in developing any other storyline. But even so, we still got more than enough to see how much they meant to each other. Dimmondâs death: Hannibal literally (oops again that word) gives her an out. She could have left and he would have not followed. But she stayed and this was a moment when Hannibal realized he fucked up. His reckless behaviour has already ruined their life in Florence and now he finally see that Bedelia accepts him fully, like no one else ever did (NO, WILL DOESNâT). Things reach their boiling point, she patches him up (lovingly) and sends him away. And he ACCEPTS it! Even more so, he promises to support her story. This is HUGE, Hannibal has only cared about telling his own story and plotting his own way, and here he is like sure babe, I will say whether you want me to say. If that doesnât make Bedelia a queen of his heart, I donât know what does. Finally, contrary to what fandom says, Bedelia has NEVER betrayed Hannibal. She has covered for him and she has tried to help him. Bedelia is the only person who understands Hannibal. She is quite like him (same interests, same tastes) Hannibal never wanted and would never hurt or kill her. He feels protective of her, after all.
I ran out of space. If you got this far, I kiss you on the forehead đ thank you for reading!
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Hiiiiii Kaliiii đđđ
Big Dick Daddy Toji sends his love. â¤ď¸
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Hopes you had a good week!
K byeee!
(credits to @misstipperti on twitter X)
Omg love thank you! â¤ď¸ Sorry I have been MIA on vaycay and I don't know if I am getting sick rn but I completely lost my voice over the last two days and pretty sure have an ear infection (I'll be home tmw thank god haha).
But you so sweet! Toji def cheers me up he needs to bring his big ass over here to cuddle me đ
I hope you've had a good week too!
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You work is so good!!đ
Can I ask for Jegulus with Harry just being boring please đđŤś
Hi! Thank you thank you!! I read this ask and was like ohhhhh yesss boring fathers and their son. I like this ask a lot! For you anon (and everyone) with love â¤ď¸
Wardrobe (1/1) (jegulus raising Harry)
"Listen I know you don't want to try on a bunch of different outfits, I don't even want to do it but it's important to your dad so..." Regulus said apologetically as they walked past a new display. He though about James reasonings--something about having a marker for each new year to show where we were and how we've grown--quite frankly every year it seemed more inane.
"Fine hand me the pants." Harry said, exasperated. They were at the 3rd store and both of them were getting very tired.
"I swear as soon as we find something you like that matches his instructions we will get out of here so fast and we can go wherever you want for tea, alright?"
"It's okay papa, I know how dad gets about these things. Plus it could be worse, it's just pictures. Not like those portraits you had to sit for way back in the day," Harry said with a laugh. He knew Regulus was also just placating James at this point, so they had formed somewhat of an alliance each year about the "new year photo shoot." Harry stepped out of the change room, "er, these are awful, but could go to that little cafe?"
"With those sandwiches and the-" Regulus started as Harry did a little spin and Regulus shook his head and offered a thin but apologetic smile.
"Yeah that's the place! I'm gonna need a coffee. I don't want to here that I'm only 13," Harry called now back in the fitting room.
"Oh if coffee is the worst thing you want at 13 I'll be the most blessed father in the whole of London." Regulus called back. They both chuckled to themselves.
Finally Harry stepped out in a simple match black knit sweater and slacks, it fit perfect and while it didn't have the red and green pin strip James was demanding, Harry at least didn't look like he hated it. "What do you think?" Harry asked.
"I think you look great, how do you feel? Can you sit in it? I mean by the sounds of it you'll need to be able to play quidditch in it," Regulus yammered on, stepping fired to fiddle with the garments.
"Honestly I like it Papa. Do you think it'll work?" Harry asked pulling at the sleeves a bit. Regulus always notices this and thought who knew nervous ticks were genetic. "If you like and I like and it's in the general area of description, I'll badger him if he has a problem with it," Regulus said with a sly smile.
"Okay good, because I'm really done being in this shop," Harry said and hurried into the change room to put back on his own clothes. "Me too," Regulus said, and as Harry stepped out he handed Regulus the outfit. "Shall we?" He said.
"Is it okay if you go pay and I call dad?"
"Of course mon beau," Regulus said a bit quizzically. He knew James was still no use for a telephone, let alone the cellphone Harry had been trying to teach him. "I'll meet you outside, yeah?"
"K" Harry replied and hustled out of the store.
Regulus paid and took his time walking out, trying to give Harry as much of a break as he himself would have wanted. He met him outside and Harry quickly said, "okay dad is meeting us at the cafe, and he said the all black was fine."
"How did I every get so lucky with you hmm?" Regulus said, nudging Harry's shoulder. "I think it helps when at least one person on the call knows how to use the phone," Harry said smirking slightly at Regulus who would deny it but seriously has no idea how they work. He laughed in response, and said "Well I guess sandwiches and coffee and dessert will have to be on the menu, yes?"
Harry beamed up at him as he grabbed hold of Regulus' arm, and they turned on the spot.
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I DONT OWN -> Undertale, Horrortale, Farmtale, the rights go to the respective owners.
Undertale by Toby Fox
Horrortale by Sour Apple Studios
Farmtale by GuinongTale_AU
Cover | Chapter 1 [ you are here] | Chapter 2 here :)
Warnings â ď¸: angst, unrealistic medical stuff, inaccurate medical stuff, blisters, gore, body horror, blood, injuries, bone injuries
Notes: I had many ideas for this and I rewrote it many times!
Moreover, you can blame my mother for igniting this idea in me!!!
Mother! Oh Mother! What did you just make me write? đ¤Ł
I BLAME YOU FOR THIS MOTHER! (and at the same time I thank you mother!)
After 5 whole months... I'm finally posting it! (Thank you Fudgie!!)
-> Ophelia, Agatha, Hermione, Lilian, Daniella, Martha are my original characters â¤ď¸
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The first rays of sun illuminated the room.
Papyrus blinked and stretched. He looked outside the window, while sitting on his bed.
He watched in awe as the sun rose slowly, illuminating the small town.
He always loved the sunrise, sunset. Well, almost everything!
It was a pleasant morning.
He didn't have many jobs to do, most were done. He was planning to return tomorrow morning to the farm.
He got up, got dressed, ate breakfast and exited the apartment ; ready for the day.
He breathed some fresh air. Yeah, the day should be ready for the Great farmer Papyrus.
In the afternoon, he visited Ophelia. He was holding the herbs and vegetables for her and her clinic.
It was quiet so they began chatting about their days.
(At around 18.15 pm)
A nurse rushed into her office Â
"Emergency! Dr. Ophelia we need you! Two monsters arrived one of them needs medical attention immediately!"
Ophelia waved at him and ran "See ya later Harvey! (Papyrus's nickname) ".
He waved back. He prayed that whoever was here, would get well soon.
She entered the room, her heart clenched. She couldn't recognize their face.
Their bones were covered in rash, blisters, cracks, blood. Their left ulna and radius were cracked. The way it looked, indicated fall.
Their neck, face and sternum were covered in a mass of huge blisters. Their skull had swollen, making them unrecognizable.
She couldn't see their eye sockets, nose or mouth. They were that bad.
In all her years, she had to face quite shocking emergencies; this was no exception.
Their breathing was ragged almost inaudible.
She noticed some twitching in their fingers. Blood and magic oozed, soaking the sheets under their body.
They were laying naked on the surgical table. Save for a fabric over their pelvis (that was soaked in blood, fluids and magic too).
Ophelia run to their side and threw a quick glance "prepare anesthesia".
"Their stats are quite low, like really low, I'm afraid to use complete anesthesia" Lilian mentioned while putting on his gloves.
"Then we are going to lower the potency. We will add local anesthesia." Ophelia informed as she put on her gloves and the nurses finished dressing her.
They nodded and got ready.
"Agatha, you and I will start with the face and neck okay? Lilian, Hermione you take care of the ribs, do the best you can. The rest stay close for assistance".
They nodded.
Few stood on the left side and the others on the right side.
They prepared all the necessary tools and began action.
They added some medicine in the IV.
Each doctor and nurse took a hold of a special injection. They lined up.
When they found a spot that was visible they injected the anesthesia.
They therefore used a special antiseptic gel to pat the blisters in all of the patient's body.
Some seconds passed and the blisters broke / popped; fluid, blood and magic oozed.
She checked their stats. The stats were falling. "Nurse?! The HP! Inject the light green medicine in the IV!" the nurse nodded and did what she was told.
The HP stopped going down. It went a little up. Â
Ophelia looked at Agatha, "Agatha, clean the face, do what you can. I'll check the neck". Agatha nodded.
Ophelia moved on to the neck. She began inspecting and cleaning.
As she was cleaning she noticed a spot that looked quite different. She frowned and leaned closer to inspect.
She gently touched it. She pushed and removed fluids and a stinger.
She put it in a special case to look at it later. They checked their soul beat. Steady. The doctors added more medicines in the IV.
As she was cleaning, she looked at Lilian and Hermione that were cleaning the sternum.
The rest of nurses took care of the hands, legs and offered assistance when needed; just as they were told.
She noticed that the patient was leaking a lot. No matter how much the doctors were cleaning them; the fluids, clotted magic and blood kept coming.
Ophelia was checking their statistics many times.
Ophelia looked at a nurse "Daniella, please keep injecting a small dose of the light green medicine. It will keep their statistics steady". Daniella nodded.
Daniella kept doing that when Ophelia ordered her.
Ophelia and Agatha switched works. Ophelia began cleaning the face and Agatha the neck.
Hermione and Lilian the ribs, some nurses the hips.
She repeated the procedure; they used an antibacterial gel and gently patted it on the patient's body to prevent infection.
As they were working; the patient's body arched upwards.
Ophelia and the rest stopped what they were doing; anesthesia was wearing off.
The poor soul; let out ragged, choked breaths and gurgling sounds.
Their soul beat got higher. Their choked anguished groaning of discomfort broke the doctors's heart.
Ophelia with a gloved hand, caressed their collarbone and spoke as softly as she could.
"Hey, it's okay! I know! The difficult part is almost over! It's okay, ssshh" She motioned to Daniella and pointed to the IV.
Daniella nodded and injected sedatives and painkillers in the IV.
"You are a pretty strong skeleton!Now I want you to relax! We are here to help you, don't worry! You are in good hands" Ophelia's voice was soft, comforting.
Their movements calmed down and went slack. Their soul beat had calmed down.
"Pretty good! I'll just clean your face now yes?" there was no reply.
Their chest rose and fall softly. They twitched their fingers.
"Was someone else with them?" she asked as she continued cleaning.
Hermione replied "Yes, another skeleton. They teleported here with him on their arms. They begged desperately that we will help him. We assured them that we will do what we can. They are waiting outside".
She nodded, too focused on her work.
It took hours (around 4) to clean their body.
Eventually they could see,
who they,
Who he was.
Ophelia's eyes widen..
Her hands trembled...
End of part 1!
I'm excited yet nervous for this fic!...
Who do you think is the patient? We'll have to wait and see in next chapter ;)
CHAPTER 2
Comments, Constructive Criticism, Feedback, fanarts, fanfics are welcomed! đ
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They stepped into the gloom, surrounded by the chill of stone and the damp scent of soil and decaying wood. Dumbledore and Draco were standing to the side; bloody, dirty, exhausted. Snape was with them in two steps, providing potions and casting healing spells.
"Thanks to Merlin," Dumbledore breathed as they both drank it all.
"What happened?" Snape asked as he showered them with diagnostic spells; Episkey, Sano Purifico.
"We have acquired the Trillium Amar," Dumbledore grunted, touching the bulging pocket of his robes, "but in doing so have, unfortunately, awakened its guardian."
"That's my fault," Draco muttered, Dumbledore stopped him.
"Completely irrelevant."
Snape was obviously thinking the same thing. "Who is it?" he asked.
Dumbledore sighed. "Lamia."
"Excellent," said Snape.
"I was hoping the invisibility cloak would be sufficient," Dumbledore remarked heavily, glancing at Harry. "I borrowed it. I hope you don't mind."
Harry shook his head; he really didn't care. What's Lamia?
"A primordial demon," Snape announced tartly. "Sort of immortal."
"She moves through the Interspace faster than we do, so she always finds us. I can't lose her. All my magic is ineffective against her. Severus. I do not dare to enter Hogwarts."
Draco nodded mutely, deathly pale. A deep gash on his cheek was slowly healing.
"Where is she now?" Snape asked curtly.
Dumbledore simply pointed into the darkness before him, sending a beam of light from his wand. Harry swallowed hard.
There was something in the encirclement of dozens of magical barriers. Half-woman, half-snake, with a large strong body covered in black scales that glistened dully, she had an eerily graceful face, yet there was something almost inhuman about itâperhaps the mouth with the snake's teeth. Or maybe the eyes, too bigâpoison yellowâwith a vertical line of pupils. Her long hair flowed around her; no, not hair. It was like black smoke, billowing, fluffy, like a lazy cloud over a burning house. Concentrating, she was destroying one barrier after another, all falling without resistance, as if they were mere mounds of snow.
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Hey @maphy-art, I just wanted to express my gratitude for the amazing fanart you created! It blew me away and truly made my day. Your talent shines through in every stroke. Thank you for sharing your creativity with us all! â¤ď¸đĽ° đ
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