#this couple ugh 😫

[rewritingcanon]

sorry but it’s actually cringe if u have a crush on a man

[snzunii]

model yn steps out with non-showbiz beau, bonten's ran haitani.

[byeol-ssi]

i am currently unwell. i have been screaming from reading "master villainess the invincible" that my throat effing hurts and both haewon and gunwoo have my entire heart :')

[neonpigeons]

guess when I tell my puppy "no" he just decides to bite me now

[woofety]

Obviously for once that I don't follow a padel Open, my favourite female couple has reached the final, (and beating the n.1, no less). Soooo, the lesson is, I shouldn't watch them today to bring them good luck 😂

[lewisvinga]

that’s my girl | lance stroll x fem! reader

summary; lance’s fans hated y/n for her personality and willingness to defend him and herself at any cost. however, their views on her change when a fan meets her and posts all about it

fc; tara yummy

warnings; suggestive comments

taglist; @namgification

note; requested! i’ve been obsessed w tara yummy lately but yall my requests are closed atm, i’ll open them soon once i finish w the requests i have rn 😫 so pls bear w me n be patient 🙏

masterlist !

liked by lance_stroll, lilymhe, and others!

yourusername: my man bought me chanel. sick.

username: not her not tagging lance…

yourusername: don’t want people looking at what’s mine 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

lance_stroll: acting like you weren’t begging for a bag and a pair of shoes🤣

yourusername: not u exposing me 😩

lance_stroll: just telling the truth 🤫

lance_stroll: anything for my girl❤️

yourusername: wahhh

username: i wanna be like y/n

yourusername: to be like y/n, u gotta have the y/n mindset 💆‍♀️💆‍♀️

username: she ate this tho icl

username: ugh i don’t like her, she’s such a gold digger and it’s so obvious

yourusername: gold digger is when girl receives bags from millionaire boyfriend🤕

username: she’s so ugly and unclassy, idk why lance is dating her

yourusername: you’re pretty unclassy, but while we’re at it, lance just made out w me 😁😁

lilymhe: WOWWWW you’re so hot i can treat u better than him

yourusername: i can treat u better than alex bae

liked by lance_stroll, carmenmmundt, and others

yourusername: i 🖤 st tropez

username: here she goes again w the not tagging him💀💀💀

yourusername: big deal , i’m literally sitting on him and he watched me post this 🥱🥱

username: THE SECOND PICTURE???? IS SO???😩😩😩😩😩

username: omg the second picture i’m gonna go crazy

username: who even took the last picture?

yourusername: my boyfriend 🔥

lance_stroll: beautiful as always😍

yourusername: gonna give you a big fat kiss

username: i actually like her but he’s all daddy’s money, she should date some other driver who earned his spot

yourusername: LMFAOOO, babe most drivers on the grid ARE nepo babies and come from rich families 💀 yall just mad that lawrence is a loving father 🤕🤕

username: she ate this one thing up

username: i love her idc attitude idk

username: i don’t! she’s so mean and disrespectful to lance’s fans, it’s so nasty

yourusername: no i just defend myself and lance, maybe if yall weren’t coming at my neck every 5 seconds i’d be nicer 🥱🥱

carmenmmundt: GORGEOUS 😍

yourusername: NOOO YOUU😩

liked by lance_stroll, yourusername, and others

f1wagupdates:

a fan met y/n l/n while in new york city! she said that y/n was super nice, complimented her outfit, and even introduced her to lance! turns out the black cat of the paddock is super sweet!

tagged; yourusername, lance_stroll

username: her smile :( she looks so sweet

username: ugh i love her idc what yall think

username: omg omg i was that girl, she even gave me her lip gloss bc i asked about the shade😩

yourusername: lmk what u think bb bc the formula is so chefs kiss

username: omg shes in nyc??? i need to meet her nowww

yourusername: for a couple more days, may or may not pop up in saks tmrw at noon🤭

username: y’all were just bitter she’s dating your fave!! y/n will always be her

username: u could never catch me hating on mother

yourusername: i promise you guys i’m not scary😩😩 i’ll just defend my man or myself whenever 🤷‍♀️

lance_stroll: y/n is the sweetest girl i’ve ever met. she’s made me the happiest man ever. hating on her means hating me. i would take legal action against some people who leave nasty comments but y/n’s against it. she’s the best girl i could ever ask for. liked by yourusername, f1wagupdates and others!

lance_stroll: but that’s my girl ❤️

lance_stroll: and that ladies and gentlemen is how to make the y/n l/n giggle

yourusername: STOP EXPOSING ME😖

[chrollohearttags]

AU where y/n and producer eren were very much high school sweet hearts, then years later deciding to take their relationship to the next level as in losing their virginity 🙃

ANONNN, why’d you do me like thissss?? This is genius 😫 not even to spoil but this was literally the alternate plot line to reverb LSLFKFJ. Ugh this is just too damn cute so ofc imma talk about it.

content + themes: both reader and eren are virgins, reverb spoilers, lots of sweet stuff, bc I can’t handle angst rn, gentle sex/smut, accidental cream pie, this is SUPERRRRR long bc y’all know I love detail and got 20,000 pages of lore for these two!! Smut is at the end so if ya’ll can’t wait, I’m sorry.

eren left home at what would be considered incredibly young by most standards. At fifteen years old, he found himself frequenting the mall and playing basketball down at the local park in the suburbia of Montclair, New Jersey to being thrust into the fast paced lifestyle of Miami, Florida. The harsh, crime ridden town known as Opa Locka to be exact. A complete contrast by a long shot. Even so, with spite and determination on his heart; fueled only by his desire to win this illustrious battle called the rap game, he toughed it out and persevered. Not only that, to rid himself of the toxic past that had scarred him and a family who betrayed him. Make no mistake, his ‘privileged’ upbringing was nothing more than a mere experience and not a part of his identity. He never tried to pretend that he was ‘hard’ or tough, no need for a facade, he was simply Eren and that was all it took. He also never viewed anyone as different or beneath him because of how he grew up. Most of his friends back home came from very humble beginnings and had less than savory lifestyles. It wasn’t something he did for shock value or to piss of his parents. He just always had a knack for befriending others who may have been cast aside or forgotten about because he knew the feeling quite well. So it came as no surprise when he enrolled in the local high school to finish out his last couple years, he was a rarity in these parts…looking and acting completely different from everyone else. But it didn’t take long for the green eyed brunette with the buttery smooth voice and oblivious charm to assimilate.

“Wassup, EJ?” “Hey, EJ!”

from the classroom to the hallways, he was greeted by his fellow student body, who at first, saw him as an easy target. Alluding to the fact that he must’ve been some rich boy stuck in the middle of the hood to be “taught a lesson” or something of the sort. That it wouldn’t be two weeks because he was tucking tail and getting his ass back on the first bus to Jersey. Little did they know, he was the last person to back down and damn sure the last one to run from anyone! During gym class, there was a scrimmage basketball game, nothing too serious or exerting, just a little fun competition. It was then that not only did Eren catch the eye of the boy’s team head coach and that of (y/n) (l/n). Who had been discreetly seated against the wall after running two miles. You had been quietly observing the game and having grown up around tremendous players; spending afternoons down at the Boys and Girls Club..you recognized talent from a mile away. That also could’ve been attributed to the fact that you were the current co-captain of the majorette team, where you danced during games. Even so, you always stayed to yourself. Never really clinging to one group or another, truthfully only talking to your best friend. Your head in a book and studying was your only focus. That much was apparent by your four point two grade point average. Nonetheless, this new boy couldn’t help but to grab your attention. It was unfortunately for that reason, that his opponents once the game ended, would use that to his advantage.

not exactly keen on the idea of having somebody like him strutting around..besting them in a sport they’d always exceeded at and intriguing the girls who never even so much as paid them attention, they were pissed! So as anyone with stunted emotional maturity would, they decided to try and ambush the new student in the locker room. Granted, he was a little smaller and had just hit six foot one inches. He was fairly tall but still lanky and skinny. So he’d have his work cut out for him. Unsuspecting of the attack, he chopped it up with classmates and laughed on his way back. But not without flashing you a glance first. That ultimately made your heart flutter a little..you didn’t pay attention to boys often and had many speculating that you were possibly gay but no one had ever roused your fancy. In a way, you envied him. As someone from the proverbial ‘other side of the tracks’, who was different from you all in any facet was fitting in just fine! Quickly becoming the talk of the school. Meanwhile, you were a lifelong resident of this city and yet, you never drew any attention on yourself. Outside of your impeccable dancing. Hell, everyone always referred to you as ‘the quiet girl’. A moniker that you were proudly..the less you spoke, the less trouble you could find yourself in.

however, that peaceful life would come to an end when you’d walk towards the girls locker room and find yourself stopped by the gaggle of guys who were planning their ambush for after school whilst he was walking home. They figured he’d be an easy lick but they couldn’t be too relaxed. He mystified them all..acting completely oblivious to his environment, never behaving differently; talking exactly the same and all or even seeming afraid. He was the same person regardless of where he went. So that’s when they’d try to enlist your help. “Aye, (y/n). Lemme talk to you right quick..” waving you over and although you were about to ignore him, you accepted anyway. A tall dread head with a bottom row of golds gleaming from his mouth. Something he wasn’t supposed to have but did anyways. “I seen you looking at jit earlier, you like white boy, don’t you?” Immediately feigning any sort of confirmation. Acting uninterested as always. “That’s what you called me over here for? I gotta go change—“ but before you could coldly turn on your heel, he’d grab your shoulder and request a ‘simple’ favor:

“Help us set his ass up. He ain’t been here a whole month and already actin’ like he run this shit. We’ll even give you a cut.” but again, you didn’t care! Him or any of their petty jealousy was none of your concern. That boy hadn’t said the first word to you or even bothered you in the slightest. The hell did you look like conspiring with these dumbasses to not only bully him but to tarnish your hard work? Smacking your lips, you’d merely brush his hand away and continue to walk by. “As my granny says, you can’t get blood from a turnip. If you wanna risk jail for some stupid shit, do it by yourself. I’m not interested.” truthfully, Eren was no more wealthy than anybody here. Working odd jobs after school and rooming at a boys home on the southside. Hell, he could barely even afford lunch sometimes!

but alas, this only seemed to enrage your peers. See, the ring leader was the current basketball team captain and a shoe-in for first draft to a top college once he graduated. However, there was another side of him..a hothead with a bit of a past. Selling drugs and hanging with bad crowds..a mere product of the environment. But basketball was his ticket out. Hence was, considering that he stayed in trouble, grades were a wreck and he had a bad reputation. It was his exceptional skill that was keeping him in his spot and that alone. The coach overlooked a lot of his antics just to have a star player. Nothing new. However, with Eren on the scene, his position was threatened. Contrary to his belief, it had less to do with his skin and the fact that he was a better player with less of a headache! He had better grades, better manners and a lot more skill. Teachers constantly complained to the coach to kick him off the team so he could focus on his academic studies. Several calls were made home with no answer from parents..it was a crazy situation. Even so, it was no excuse for his behavior. Almost everyone here came from hard circumstances, he just loved acting this way!..especially when it came to preying on the weaker..

“Oh I see, you gon’ take his side but not mine? You green as hell, (y/n). Some ol’ weird ass shit, bruh. You really not tryna’ help me?…” even getting closer, despite your pushback. “Darius, imma tell you one more time. Leave me alone. Ion want no parts of this. It’s not my business.” But before you could do anything else, he’d grab your wrist and pull you back. A cliche if you had ever seen or experienced one. But just as the old time tale went, your knight and shining armor would swoop in to defend your honor.

“I think she said leave her alone.”

a familiar voice, one you hadn’t heard often but enough to recognize. The reason behind this whole ordeal..

“Wasn’t nobody talking to you. Mind your business.” “This is my business. Putting your hands on a girl..I see your sorry ass jump shot ain’t the only thing that’s weak.”

which only pissed him off even further. Long story short, he’d attempt to pick a fight with the ever so sly Eren but to no avail. He wasn’t taking the bait. Not out of fear but because he wasn’t worth the energy. Eren was a bit of a hothead, even admitting so himself. However, he couldn’t afford to screw up right now. Getting into unnecessary fights would only put him in an even worse situation..especially for the people caring for him. He had done that once and wasn’t about to let it happen again. “(Y/N), right? That’s your name?..” answering him with a nod. “Don’t worry about him. You go ahead, beautiful. He won’t do anything..I can promise you that.” Standing toe to toe with the taller bully. His cheeks puffed up and fuming in rage. Meanwhile, Eren wore nothing but a smirk. He could fume all he wanted but as long as he didn’t put his hands on him. If he took it there, then he’d be glad to show him why trying him wasn’t wise..

luckily, the coach noticed the bubbling scuffle and told them to break it up. Fast forward a few days, give or take and you’d see Eren around campus. Always carrying a pair of headphones and a notebook. Two things he’d never be caught without. One thing was for sure, he was an intriguing dude for sure..you’d eventually find yourselves paired up for a project and needless to say, you were incredibly nervous. Mainly because neither of you had spoken since that day in the gym. It wasn’t for a lack of you being thankful, you just didn’t know what to say. That was until you were in the library doing research together and you’d blurt out your gratitude, along with your apology. Which made him laugh! “What are you thanking me for? He only did that because of me. If anything I should apologize to you.” He was so respectful and bashful, qualities you truly admired. Although he remained shrouded in mystery, he was fascinating and you wanted to know more about him and turns out, you’d learn a pretty interesting tidbit of information! “You have a point. I mean, are you really planning to take his spot as captain though—“ which only further fueled his hysterics. He’d double over laughing and all you could do was give him a look of confusion. “Why are you laughing? I ain’t that funny.” “I’m sorry. I just..listen, I don’t know what you were told but I don’t want his spot. Basketball’s fun, it’s sum’ to do but I already know what I want.” And his answer would shock you, truly. See, Eren had always had an affinity for music. Singing, playing all sorts of instruments since he was a little kid and recently, he’d taken to writing his own songs. That infamous notebook he carried? Filled with poems and songs about everything from basic lines to his deepest emotions. Spilling his heart onto the page as he talked about his family, his anger towards his father and even the loss of someone he held dear to him. Sometimes, they weren’t about him at all..they were just vivid portrayals of elusive tales. He obviously had quite the story to tell but he couldn’t do it or even have the time shooting balls into a hoop. He told the coach he’d consider but his true goal?

“You wanna be the drum major?!” “Yeah, why not? I mean, I know it’s prolly lame but it’s one of my favorite instruments. It was the first one I learned..to me, the drum line is the highlight of the game. They make it entertaining.”

but little did he know, he had piqued your interest for sure! You were so flustered you tried to feign it off but he was too freaking cute! Here you were expecting this athletic, cocky playboy who only cared about girls and being popular but he was so much more than you expected! A nerd just like you. And you knew so for the fact that you’d never held a conversation with a man longer than to give them the answer to a question or let them borrow a textbook. He was so captivating. But perhaps, getting to do incredible solos at halftime wasn’t his only motivation to join the school music program. He had other reasons as well..

“Besides..I would actually get to see you perform. I call it a win.” Causing you to scoff, dismissing his seemingly perverted comments.. “Oh, so you just like everybody else.” but the tension was misplaced. He admired your craft and respected it. Seeing you doing your moves while walking past the gym on his way home, how hard you worked and just overall how graceful you looked. Not to mention, you were drop dead gorgeous! The prettiest girl he’d ever laid eyes on.. “..I seen you practicing the other day and you’re really good, (y/n). You’re completely different when you’re dancing. You seem really happy..I mean, you make the dance team from my school back home look like stiff ass robots.” Earning his first giggle out of you. From that day forward, a beautiful friendship blossomed..studying together, eating lunch in the library, walking home with you as his group home wasn’t far away, sneaking into the chorus room so you could hear him playing the piano and singing. A privilege reserved strictly for you. Making you sob when you heard his rendition of Stevie Wonder’s ‘Ribbon In The Sky.’ He was so kind, sweet and it didn’t take long before rumors of you guys dating began to permeate through the school. Hallway whispers of you ‘going with that new boy’. It was all the rave. It didn’t help matters any when at the mention of each other’s names, you’d both freeze up like popsicles! It was adorable, really. A budding crush that would soon bloom into something far more than just a platonic bond. After about six months into his arrival at your school, Eren had undoubtedly made a name for himself for not only his basketball skills but his musical ones as well. He had made good on his promise to join the band and make his first step toward becoming drum major. Because the band and majorette team often performed together, you’d be together at practice also and eventually, became inseparable. Flashing you smiles and watching intently while you performed your solos. Him joining proved to be a great addition to an already powerful band because he was so talented and kept up quite nice. In no time flat, he mastered the quads and studied underneath the current drum major, playing at games. Even when he decided to cave and accept the offer to join the basketball team, he had the pleasure of seeing you dance during intermission and even greeting him after the game with a giant hug. You in your shimmering leotard and him in his drenched basketball uniform.. number nineteen printed on the back.

“You looked good out there, princess.” A name he affectionately called you because your team’s competitive name were the Crowned Royalty as your school mascot were knights. And because you often times outshined the reigning captain, you were dubbed “The Princess.” Besides, it sounded so much better coming from him. “Nah, that was all you, Mr. Star Player.” It didn’t take long before he’d do the one thing everyone had been waiting on and ask you to be his girlfriend! With encouragement from his teammates and homeboys, Connie Springer and Onyakopon. They too treated you like a little sister, always teasing you and making sure you were good in Eren’s absence. “You one of us so we gotta make sure you good.” They all worked together at a local shoe store and stayed only three houses down from one another so they spent a lot of time together. In addition to their shared passion and talent with music. Granted, neither of you had experience with dating or having many friendships for that matter but it felt so natural when you were around each other. His cheeks flushed with red the entire time he held your hand on the way to class. Your entire body trembling when he kissed your forehead because you were too scared to kiss on the lips at the time. Even sitting next to him and his friends at lunch was an experience. Listening to them freestyle and make beats. Your best friend Niesha, right beside you, teasing you about how cute your man was and how you’d gotten lucky. And all you could do was shake your head. Eventually, all five of you became thick as thieves. Hanging out after school, going roller skating on weekends when practice permitted and just stayed in your own little bubble. You loved it so much. It was the first time you’d ever had a friends’ group, a true support system.

your grandmother and sole caretaker since you were a kid was absolutely thrilled to see it. Although you called her your best friend, she was happy to see you coming home excited to tell her about something besides a book or your report card. As proud as she was of her baby, she wanted you to experience life. Often times, she’d invite all of them over and cook you all large meals that were nothing short of heaven! Repayment for the boys coming by to mow the grass or help with repairs. They were more than thrilled to do it. “My future grandson in law is a nice young man, ain’t he?” A statement you’d brush off with a smack of your lips. “Cut it out, granny. Ain’t even like that.” She adored Eren and when she learned that he could sing, knowing a few gospel songs as well..she all but claimed him now! He was family and you were so glad that he was in your life. A likewise feeling because for once, he felt as if he belonged. One night, while meeting at your usual spot in the park, high on top of a jungle gym where you’d gaze under the stars, you’d ask him one thing:

“You ever thought about what you want to do with your life?”

and to him, that answer was simple. “..I wanna change the world.”

a dream he’d held onto for as long as he could remember. He loved music more than anything and he wanted his to transcend any genre, any one archetype. He wanted what he created to someone’s reason for living, someone’s inspiration to keep going even when things got dark. He wanted it to put smiles on the faces of people who listened..he didn’t care about awards or being some mega celebrity, he just wanted to pour his heart into what he made and hoped somebody heard his passion.

“And I want you right beside me…(y/n). I don’t wanna do any of this without you.” Clutching your hand atop the structure. He had never been this vulnerable or open with anyone in his life but now was a good of time as any to start.. “..I know everybody prolly thinks I’m some spoiled rich kid who left home just to piss off my folks. Honestly, their opinions stopped meaning anything to me a long time ago..my mom, I love her so much and I really do miss her. I hope one day I can step to her as a man and apologize for putting her through so much. Making her worry about me…” as he spoke, you could feel the tension in his hand as he squeezed yours. This was the first time he’d spoke in detail as to why he was alone down here in such a dangerous city when he by all accounts lived lavishly back home. “I just couldn’t stay..not when my own old man is a fucking coward. I know it’s a long shot but at least I can stand on it. Him? He’ll sell his soul for a dollar. I could never be under the same roof as someone like that. I will do this and I’ll prove him wrong. I’ll make a way for myself so I never have to depend on anybody ever again.” You couldn’t help but to feel that you were missing part of the story but maybe it was something far too traumatizing to hash out in detail right now so as you’d always done, you’d support him. Cradling your arms around him with a giant hug before kissing his cheek. “I’ll always be here for you, Eren. I promise. I know you’ll make it and I wanna be right there by your side. I love you.” “I love you too, (y/n).” Words that sounded insane from a teenager but you meant it. Meant it more so than anything you’d ever said! Some people would say you were too young to know what you wanted but you both knew that no matter what path you took, as long as you walked it together, you were unstoppable!

soon, graduation was right around the corner. You two attended prom together, even made homecoming king and queen and by all accounts, had an amazing senior year! You guys turned eighteen only a couple months apart and thus, were thrusted into adulthood. Working here and there to provide for yourselves all while chasing your dreams. You’d gotten accepted into the University of Miami on a dance scholarship and even though it was a huge opportunity..your heart was misplaced. You felt like another cog in the wheel and a moving piece on a machine. You’d love to dance your entire life but you wanted something more than this. Stiff eight counts and bland rehearsals. Something refreshing..that’s when you’d begin taking pole classes outside of school! An idea you came up with after seeing a popular dancer on Instagram and she looked so graceful..surrounded by plants with her beautiful afro as she swung around the pole. She looked so free!…you wanted to experience that joy too. It took no time at all for you to master the craft and just like that, your spark was reinvigorated. By this time, Eren was all but halfway to his own goal after going viral for singing in the store he worked at and still very much an important fixture in your life. He managed to catch the eye of one of the industry’s top executives and legendary musician herself, Vivian James. She was one of your grandmother’s favorites, despite being younger than her. This woman had a powerhouse of a voice and needless to say, Eren’s had her intrigued.

“You did it, ‘ren. I’m so proud of you, baby!”

although he hadn’t quite made it yet it was one hell of a start. It wouldn’t be easy but he was willing to put in every bit of the work it took to succeed. Having you there to encourage him would be all the strength he needed to keep going. But he wanted to support your dreams as well! He never wanted this relationship to be one sided. “What about you, princess? Do you really like dancing for the school? Are you happy?” If anyone could see through the facade, it was your boyfriend of almost three years. He saw how amazing you were when you did pole. It didn’t matter which avenue of dance you took, you excelled but he’d never seen you more happy than when you were twirling midair and doing all these crazy stunts. He wanted you to be safe, of course, but he wanted to find joy in something the way he did. “I just..I don’t want to do what everyone else is doing or what they expect of me. I loved majorette but pole is just so different. I have so much fun.” There it was, a glimmer in your eye that couldn’t be sated when you spoke about it. The rush you felt setter coming down from a death drop. Eventually, you’d go on to quit the dance team, forfeiting your scholarship but your grades alone afforded you many other grants and things so you’d do online classes while working for your uncle’s shop and practicing under his wing. Eventually you found the courage to upload yourself online and it wasn’t long before you reached your own bit of notoriety. Captivating thousands with not only your skills but your stunning looks. Eren always called you princess but honestly, you were like a divine being. A goddess and sometimes, not even he could believe you were real.

before either of you knew it, you were nearing twenty and your dreams were falling into place. It seemed as if the hard times and rainy days both of you had gone through were over. You were so ecstatic when he got his own place, after securing and successfully completing an audition with AMG. The biggest talent agency in the country. Along side his two best friends nonetheless and eventually asked you to move in with him. But it wasn’t the only proposal he had. No, there was something else he needed to ask you..so with trembling hands, tearful eyes and in the same empty park where you’d spend countless nights talking about your futures; surrounded by faux candlelight and roses, he’d ask the one thing you never thought you’d hear:

“Will you marry me, (y/n) (l/n)? Will you do this forever with me?”

and it was no question! The answer was yes, a million times over! That night, the two of you exchanged intense, heavy kisses and warm, inviting touches underneath the moonlight of your very first place. A one bedroom apartment but it didn’t matter. It felt like a castle; an unreal fantasy when you had him. You’d let him caress and run his hands along your body. Kissing and licking your neck on the frameless mattress as your nude bodies entangled in the white sheet covering them. Neither of you had ever done anything like this before and although you were nervous as all hell, you were ready. Ready to take this next step. When you were in school, so many other kids were already going the extra mile and some had even fallen pregnant by the time you graduated. But your love was so pure and innocent, sex seemed like a foreign concept. It was the furthest thing from your minds. You enjoyed being around each other. The feeling you derived just from when he grabbed you and pulled you into his chest with a kiss to your forehead. You never felt pressured to lose your virginity because you knew that a moment like this would make it all the more special and that he’d be the only one you’d share it with. So in that moment, Eren moved his tongue down your body, kissing and marking your neck with a trail of sloppy pecks. Your hands trailed up his back that had now been stamped with his first tattoo. His hair..that once tapered brown haired cut was dangling in front of your face as half of it remained tied into a bun. He had often dreamed about what this moment would consist of..how it would feel to be given the flower of his beloved. To ‘pop’ your cherry and have the honor of being your first and vice versa. Would he hurt you? Would he fuck it up? His only true goal was to know that you were feeling good. He didn’t want to sound like a weird degenerate but his only experience was through videos and his hand. And yours? He was scared! So terrified that you had to grab his shoulders and tell him to breathe as he was trembling when he began to touch your sensitive center.

“It’s okay, baby. It’s just us here…take your time. You’re doing so good..”

only backed up when he slowly circulated his fingers around on your clit and watched you writhe in pleasure. Whimpering and crying out his name. It was so slippery and juicy but he assumed that was a good thing from the way you rutted your hips and pushed down on the single digit that he put inside of you. “Oh my God…Eren that feels so good!..” “It does? I’m so glad, baby.. can I keep keep going, like that?” Watching you break into a smile as your eyes squeezed shut was as close to nirvana as he could get. He loved seeing you happy. Breathing heavier and begging for more when you added another and stimulated you even more. You were so incredibly tight that he was sweating bullets, wondering how he’d be able to fit inside of you. How could he top this moment?…carefully examining your body; that gorgeous skin, those perfectly round breasts that had grown exponentially since he’d first met you, dark nipples erect and drenched in his saliva as he kissed them softly and those curves that had only filled out in all the right places. He wanted to adore this beautiful body forever..make love to you until he perfected it. Until he could know every bump, line and curve that made up your frame. So much so that even in absence, you’d crave one another and no one else could ever fill that void. He wanted to love you with his eyes closed. To know every tick, every like, dislike and point that made you explode with pleasure. He wanted to be yours in flesh, mind and spirit until you both left this earth.

eventually, you’d find yourself squirming around in the sheets and with his fingers alone, you’d reach your very first orgasm! The feeling was so indescribable, you couldn’t even speak. Only curse and flail around, which he thought was so cute. Chuckling as he pulled you to his chest with a cooing tone. “Aw, baby. It’s okay. There you go, just let it out.” Embarrassed by the fact that you let out a gentle stream of liquid, thinking you had actually urinated but it was the furthest thing from. “Trust me, that’s not what happened. It’s okay, beautiful.” Neither of you even gave a damn. All you wanted was to experience him in his entirety. You’d look down and see that his cock was stiff. Swollen, thick and glowing red at the tip. You’d never seen one in real life but by comparison, it was huge and you were so scared, your knees pushed together and began to buckle as you swallowed a large gulp, wondering how you were supposed to take all of that inside of you… “..we can go slow. We don’t have to fit it all at once. You just let me know how much you can handle, okay baby?” Seemingly trying to console you when he was all but losing his mind. Slowly but surely, his tip would make place atop your overly sensitive slit. Splitting open your folds with that puffy mushroom tip. Bright red and dripping with cum..he was so ready to make you his. “Eren…” hearing the nervous yet needy quiver in your voice made him twitch on his own but he’d merely chuckle, reaching down to stroke your face. “Don’t worry, I’m gonna take care you, okay princess? Here, hold my hands.” without hesitation, completing devoting yourself to him, you’d intertwine your fingers with his own as he integrated from the top to the inside of your warm center. Both of you broke into a high pitched gasp, never experimenting such a sensation before. It was truly like magic..

“Oh fuck..” the words escaping each of your lips as the same time, so much so, it made you and him break into a giggle. The realization of the moment setting on you both. “We’re actually doing this, huh?” “..yeah, but I wouldn’t want it with anyone else..” with that, he’d lean down and brush the side of your face as he began to buck his hips. “I’m gonna start moving, okay? You just let me know if I need to stop..” acknowledging his question with a nod, he’d persist forth and keep pushing. One slow stroke turned into two and before he knew it, he had established a rhythm. Being as gentle and doting as possible. That tight flesh sucking him in with each thrust but still not giving way..you’d squirm and whimper but all from pleasure. You’d claw at his sides and although your eyes were shut tight, you’d let him know that you were alright. Eventually, that room filled with soft cries and the two of you uttering each others names, along with lewd moans. “It’s..so good! Fuck…” “..please, keep moving..don’t stop, Eren.” Begging for more, despite the fact that his shaft had become coated in a very thin sheath of blood and a few tears trailed down your cheek. Signifying that he had finally unwrapped the gift that you’d waited so long for him to claim. The mattress began to jolt around and the floor underneath creaking from the sounds of your lovemaking. That red liquid soon replaced by a clear mucus and his dick nestled inside of you to the halfway mark. What felt like an eternity was in reality..only five minutes and already, he was about to tap out. Panting and breathing heavily as that pace sped up. His pattern was off kilter but he still had you clawing for the sheets, screaming his name. “Yes, baby! Right there, I can feel it again. I’m gonna—“ but before you could announce your own climatic peak, he’d beat you to the punch and without thinking or warning, he’d let out a loud cry, sobbing even and spouting expletives the entire time as a warm load filled your newly defiled cunt. He was in such shock, it didn’t even dawn on him until he’d look down and see it spilling out of you.

“I—shit. I wasn’t supposed to do that. I’m so sorry, (y/n)!” But it was fine. You trusted him so dearly, the two of you forgot any protection. Luckily, you had long been on birth control for reasons unrelated to sex so you weren’t scared. Besides, in that moment, all you knew was that you wanted more. You didn’t want this moment to cease for anything. “It’s okay, baby..I’m fine. Come here..” beckoning him towards you so you could get another one of those divine kisses. It was the best part. With you both having experienced that high for the first time, you didn’t want to come down so for the entire duration of that night, the two of you made love. Exploring and enjoying each other’s bodies. Laughing, kissing, touching and making blunders..the joy that could only come from true lovers. A long time coming certainly, but a moment nonetheless that was worth the wait. By the time you finished, you were both an emotional wreck. Crying but only out of pure rejoice. Having given yourself to the one man that you’d love for the rest of eternity.

“I love you, Eren..”

“I love you more, (y/n)..”

and this time, there was no question, hesitation or doubt when those words were uttered. You were older now and for a flame that everyone was certain would die out, it was now burning brighter than ever.

[bunny-yan]

VALENTINOOOOO 😫 UGH that last fic of him was good omg; begging on my knees for MORE Also;; the hint of mascoism? 🙈 is his thing for biting more a claiming thing or a biting thing? ALSO ALSO maybe he should wear a mask next time he breaks in so we cant see his face but he'll be able to look at us properly 🤭

I think it’s more of a you kink than masochism, but he would definitely break out into a goofy ass grin whenever the wounds caused by your teeth would start hurting him. Maybe he’s a masochist and just doesn’t know it TW: mentions stalking

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You knew it was late before you opened your eyes. A sixth sense that suggested your nap had gone on longer than you initially planned for it, too. 

Body heavy with sleep, you rolled onto your back, attempting to rub the sleep out of your eyes, grateful that you had turned off the lights before you collapsed. Stretching languid, you blinked. It felt as if your hand was moving in slow motion as you shifted to lie on your other side. 

Freezing when you noticed an undeniable figure cloaked in the shadow, it was hard to miss the plain white mask that shielded everything but those rose-colored eyes. Your own were wide, your body struggling to inhale as your mind attempted to comprehend if this was real. Deciding the unmistakable dread was a sign this wasn’t a dream, the exhaustion fled completely as your mouth opened wordlessly, mouth dry. 

He must’ve noticed. 

The moment you found your lungs capable of producing sound, his body shot forward, a hand over your mouth before you could blink. 

Wide eyes stared into the stranger’s as he slowly pushed you to lie back. 

“Shhhhh,”

You struggled to comprehend what exactly was going on. You knew it was just hard to wrap your head around. Hard to put a face, or at least a body, to the countless notes and gifts that previously seemed to magically appear in your apartment. 

But it wasn’t magic, and those things didn’t just appear. His presence was unmistakable. 

There was someone in your apartment. 

He had been watching you while you slept. 

“I’m sorry,” he said. His voice would’ve been soothing if it didn’t feel as if every muscle in your body was locked like a spring compressed. “I didn’t mean to stay for as long as I did, but you were sleeping so peacefully. It was hard not to watch.”

He had the gall to sound embarrassed. 

Unable to move, to think, you could only wonder if this was actually happening. 

“I’m actually glad you woke up. I’ve been dying to get a chance to actually speak to you.” 

You waited, but he simply watched you. At his pause, you managed to lift a shaky hand to his wrist, and despite not being able to see his mouth, you could tell he smiled from the way his eyes lifted when your fingers wrapped around his wrist before tugging at it. 

“Promise not to scream?” 

You nodded slowly, not sure if it was complete and utter bullshit. What were the chances of him getting angry if you yelled for someone to help you? 

Humming, he didn’t appear to believe you, but he slowly removed his hand, fingers lingering to brush a knuckle against your cheek. 

Swallowing to bring back some moisture to your throat, your eyes looked into his. He hadn’t taken his eyes off of you for a moment. 

“Are you V?” you asked, remembering the elusive signature at the end of the letters he’d write, wondering if he was offended to find them in the trashcan. 

His eyes became alight with excitement. “You remembered.”

You couldn’t help the uncomfortable smile, anything to break this awful tension. “It’s hard to forget the name of someone constantly breaking into my apartment.”

He chuckled, the sound catching you off guard as you continued to watch him. He sat next to you on the bed, expression unchanging as you stupidly glanced towards the door. It was hard not to resist the urge to bolt, but he appeared as if he wasn’t worried about you going anywhere. It only made this situation more unnerving. 

“It’ll take a lot more than a couple of changed locks to keep me out.”

His tone was light and playful, but you read the seriousness behind his words. The reality sitting comfortably in front of you. 

It was strange. You never imagined that you’d be able to have a conversation with your stalker. Sure, you imagined cursing him for destroying your sense of security, your ability to trust anyone around you, but as he sat in front of you, seemingly eager, your mind was blank. Empty of the words that plagued your mind, you thought of the millions of scenarios of how this encounter would happen, but him hovering over you was not one of them. 

“What are you doing here?” you managed to say. Unsure how he’d react if you moved from the awkward laying position you were in, you blinked, trying to swallow whatever was blocking your throat as you at least managed to tilt your head down to see him better. You fought the urge to launch off of your bed and make a break for the door. There was no doubt in your mind that you wouldn’t make it two steps from the way those pink eyes stared intently, watching your every move. 

He seemed to be holding back urges of his own. 

Urges he didn’t act on, given the clear fear and discomfort in your eyes. He might’ve been hurt if he lacked the common sense that a stranger watching you while you slept in the middle of the night was something that would frighten most people. He’d hoped you would’ve felt more relaxed in his presence, but he would be patient. You would come to understand that he would never do anything to hurt you intentionally. 

Smiling, he moved to lay next to you, and while you were grateful that you no longer had to look up at him, it was unsettling how natural he made this seem. Laying next to you as a lover would. As if it was something he’d done before. 

“You left your clothes in the dryer. I finished folding your laundry and after putting the towels in your bathroom, I got… distracted.” 

Your laundry. 

He broke into your house, picking brand new locks that you put on the door today… to do your laundry. 

The smile he wore turned into a half-grin. “You’re looking at me like I’m crazy, but I’d use anything as an excuse to come see you.”

You couldn’t help the way you flinched as his thumb came up, unrepentant as he caressed the side of your face. 

You couldn’t understand him. You don’t remember how this even started. 

One day, you were living life normally, hating your job like any other person who was forced to work yet lacked the skills to do something they would actually enjoy, coming home to an empty apartment, and all of a sudden, gifts started randomly appearing, slowly leaning closer and closer to things that suited your tastes along with cryptic, often disturbing letters. 

I like the shirt you were wearing today. 

I think this would smell great on you, so you should wear it. I’ll think of you every time I smell it. 

Who was the person you were talking to near the bus station? You should be careful. You don’t know what their intentions are. 

I don’t like it when you act so friendly with your co-workers. 

Why are you throwing away the gifts I got you? Do you not like them?

When are you going to accept the things I give you?

From, V. 

Love, V. 

Only Yours, V. 

An anonymous figure that terrorized you. Ambiguous, disembodied, and unknown. 

Until now. 

“Who are you?” you asked,  wanting to end this charade. Honestly, wanting to know. You could tell he smiled again, and you felt stupid for asking, knowing he wouldn’t wear a mask if he was unconcerned about you finding out about his identity, but you couldn’t help but feel that it’d make you feel better if you knew. If it was someone you knew, you could think of why they’d decided to start harassing you. Put an answer to if it was something you might’ve said or done to gain their attention unknowingly. It was something you agonized over for months. 

Was it an old friend? A co-worker? A disgruntled customer? You couldn’t imagine what you did to catch their attention, especially if this guy was some random stranger on the street. 

You felt choked up, feeling ridiculous for getting so emotional, but you had never been this close to learning the truth behind what had caused the unsettling anxiety you carried every day. 

“Hey,” his voice said, full of concern, as he moved to hold you. You were tense, wondering if he could tell and struggling between whether you wanted to relax or continue hoping he would let go. “It’s okay. It’s okay.”

He rubbed your back, and you hated to admit that despite how uncomfortable this situation was, his attempts to soothe you were working. 

“I can’t tell you right now, but I’ll be able to soon.”

What did that mean? 

“Don’t worry. I’ll leave when you fall asleep.”

You don’t know why he sounded so confident that you would be able to fall asleep, fully aware of his presence in your apartment, but you didn’t say anything. 

Closing your eyes, you felt some relief that, all things considered, your stalker seemed pretty kind. 

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Redacted couples but condensed

Slight nsfw warning?

Milo and Sweetheart:

Hot flirty strangers

Shade 😟

Hot flirty couple

More shades 😧

Hot flirty couple 2.0

Sam and Darlin’:

I hate my ex but you’re cute. :)

Tragedy 😔.

Sex !🥳

An ex is back.

Tragedy 😔.

YEEHAW sex again!! 😝

Damien and Huxley:

You have a crush on them? I like them too that’s crazy!

Gets traumatised. 😞

You have a crush on me? I like you too that’s crazy!

Vega and warden:

I feel sympathetic for you so I’m going to help you.

No. I feel sympathetic for you so I’m going to help you 👹

😟

Aaron and Smartass:

Ugh my boss is so annoying (sexily)

Ugh my subordinate is so sexy (annoyingly)

We’re no longer coworkers…

SEX WOOHOOOOOO!!!

Guy and Honey:

And they were roommates 🙂

And they were roommates 😏

Vincent and Lovely

A Vampire?!?

A Vampire 😰

A Vampire 🤍

Vampires together 💅

Another Vampire 😰😫?!?!

[vettelsdarling]

Youre one of my fav f1 writers on here and I would really love it if you could do a instagram au with a Brazilian model reader x Max!!! Its like their relationship is known and stuff and it’s just a bunch of fluff

𝐌𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐒𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭

Lissie note… Hi, thank you so much for the kind words. You’re too sweet! I actually really like this prompt, as I have a specific model in mind. Thank you for this!

Things to note:

Fc: Adriana Lima

Reader and Max have been dating for a few years

Reader is a world-renowned supermodel

Pairing: Max Verstappen x Fem!Brazilian model!Reader

Warnings: Nothing but some cursing

Taglist: @drugged-kitkat, @allwaysalleyway

Playlist recommendations: 𝐅𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟💗, 𝐌𝐕𝟏

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yourusername Fun fun fun! Loved this walk💙🦋

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charlottesiine Gorgeous❤️

francisca.cgomes Lindaaaa💙💙💙

user1 Okay but how is anyone THIS pretty

user2 EXACTLY😩😩

user3 STOPPP THIS IS THE BEST WALK YETTT😩

user4 Literally

user5 Okay but any F1 fans here to say that Max is extremely lucky👀

user6 Fr. I would do anything to be him ughhh

user7 He stole her from me

user8 @ user7 us*

user9 Why Max and not me😔

user10 MOTHER😫

user11 She’s so amazing like istg

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maxverstappen1 Lovely win here in Miami!

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yourusername Amazing❤️

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user1 He wins in Miami, he wins the girlfriend lottery

user2 She’s so supportive too like where’s my gf?

user1 @ user2 Fr

user3 Hopefully he wins the championship🙏

user4 Okay but he will def win the next few races

user5 Yes. I just KNOW it will be like last year

user4 @ user5 I hope

user6 I’m so jealous of him. He keeps winning and he has the best gf ever like wtaf

user7 Exactly😭😭😭

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maxverstappen1 ❤️

yourusername ❤️❤️❤️

charlottesiine Never fail to impress❤️

yourusername Ah stoppp❤️

francisca.cgomes Linda girlll🔥

yourusername No you🔥

user1 Once again, mother worked the scene😩

user2 Nobody will ever be able to replace her

user3 Max is literally the luckiest man alive rn

user4 The way I NEED her so much

user5 She wants me so bad.

user6 @ user5 Say that to Max🤡

user7 She served breakfast, lunch, dinner, AND MIDNIGHT SNACKKK

user8 Mother will always be mothering like this

user9 Anyways, I’m manifesting my wedding day with her.

user10 Relatable

user11 I love that she’s happy with Max, but I can make her happier fr

user12 Delulu is the solulu

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maxverstappen1 Life lately…

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maxverstappen1 Gorgeous❤️

yourusername Handsome❤️

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landonorris Life lately but there’s no pic of your raging sim racing moments… okay👀

maxverstappen1 Shut up

user1 They are literally MADE for each other.

user2 If they don’t last, how could anyone ever???

user3 Okay but how did they even meet

user4 You must be a new fan if you don’t know

user3 @ user4 and so what if I am? I just want to know

user5 They met at a gala in Brazil where she presented him an award. It’s like a few years ago or something.

user3 @ user5 Ohhh ty. That’s really cute though🥰

user6 They are the definition of a perfect couple

user7 I need them to get married ugh

user8 Manifesting they stay together forever😩❤️

user9 I love them together sm

user10 She is literally my fav wag EVER

user11 Her>>>>

user12 Her and Kika fr

user13 I love her paddock fits too. I hope they post some soon

user14 They prob will

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user1 Mother will never stop being an icon

user2 She is literally TIMELESS

user3 I’m literally so in love with her wtaf

user4 She’s mine, so Max can back off now🥰

user5 Ummm I think you mean mine.

user6 You guys are completely wrong, she’s literally mine

user7 She belongs to NO ONE😩 She’s a national treasure

user8 How can someone literally be this gorgeous and say that these are outtakes???

user9 I literally do not get it

user10 She’s so ughhh❤️😩

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maxverstappen1 Surprisingly good at tennis🎾

View all comments yourusername I don’t know how this works, but I should totally go to Wimbledon

maxverstappen1 If that ever happens, I will be there.

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user1 Can we just appreciate the amount of support that they show each other

user2 Power couple🔥🔥🔥

user3 Model and soon-to-be world champion in tennis🫶

user4 Mimicking Max

user5 It would actually be so cute if she became a world champion and they’d both be world champions😭❤️

user6 @ user5 I mean, she is technically world champion in the model world. Literally one of the most popular models in the world sooo

user5 @ user6 which is why they’re already so cute together

user7 Ugh I’m so jealous😭 I want what they have SO BAD

user8 No bc same

user9 I don’t know if I’d rather be max or her

user10 ikr? They’re both just 😫😫😫

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View all comments user1 Literally so fucking cute AHHHH

user2 He’s so lucky

user3 They look so cute together😭😭😭

user4 all-time fav wag tbh

user5 Him at her shows too>>>

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user1 AHHHH OMG😭 They’re so cute

user2 I bet she drives better than Max on the road lol

user3 lmaoo yes

user4 So pretty in the 3rd pic😩

user5 Why is Max this lucky like wtaf

user6 Wtaf I’m sitting in my bedroom with a shitty romcom and they’re out here actually enjoying life😭

user7 Lmfao relatable

user8 I second that

user9 I’m so in love with them

user10 They’re textbook perfect. I swear.

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maxverstappen1 Appreciation post for my love, @ yourusername

View all comments user1 He really won the lottery like actually

user2 They are THE couple of the century.

user3 She’s literally gorgeous ugh😩

user4 Does anyone know how many years they’ve been dating?

user5 I think it’s like 4 years? Give or take a year??

user6 Yeah it is

user7 Fav couple on the grid

user8 Agreed. I LOVE THEM.

user9 Anyways so when’s the wedding?

user10 Literally

user11 Weddings aren’t EVERYTHING

user9 I’m just rooting for them that’s all smh

user12 They will grow old together. I’m manifesting it.

𝗥𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗼𝗽𝗲𝗻...

𝘾𝙝𝙚𝙘𝙠 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙪𝙡𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙧𝙚𝙜𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚!

𝙃𝙚𝙧𝙚’𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙃𝙚𝙧𝙚’𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙖𝙜𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩! (𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙤𝙣, 𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙨, 𝙙𝙢𝙨, 𝙤𝙧 𝙖𝙨𝙠𝙨: 𝙒𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙙𝙧𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙧(𝙨) 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙩𝙮𝙥𝙚(𝙨) 𝙤𝙛 𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙩𝙖𝙜𝙜𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣.)

[two-red-lungs]

Ok but like I saw your post about wanting more asks about Eddie nsfw scenarios and then I saw you were willing to write for sub! Eddie and I was like😳

Okay but like imagine Eddie just being overstimulated as you ride him. He just looks so out of it and a little in pain, but as you go to get off him he just keeps asking for more. My man is Pussy DRUNK😫 so you just give him what he wants while calling him your sweet prince or good boy.

And like the heat of the moment he just calls you mommy by accident but it’s like HOT- JJSNSBSBSBS UGH JUST MANY THOUGHTS ON BRAIN PLS HEAD FULL OF EDDIE-😖

Oh LORD this ask got me wildin', hold on folks this is gonna be SPOICY: this shit goes out to all my dommes that wanted to fold Munson like a birthday card the second they saw him.

Speak Up (Sub!Eddie x Fem!Reader NSFW)

Summary: You like pushing Eddie to his limits. Coincidentally, he happens to really fucking like being pushed there.

Content: Dom/Sub play, orgasm denial, overstimulation, Eddie pussydrunk hours, derogatory language, mommy kink

Word count: 2.9k

You were... kinda relentless. But by god, was he into it. The drive-in movie was supposed to be a cute date, a quiet evening spent cuddling in his van under a scratchy, smokey blanket and generally just allowing the both of you to act like the world's most cute and cliche couple.

But you were bored. And you could hear his breathing, feel his heartbeat on his warm skin as you leaned against him. So of course the black-and-white slasher projected up on the parking lot billboard took a backseat to you slowly, idly trailing featherlight fingertips up and down Eddie’s thighs, ghosting just barely under the hem of his shirt to feel his soft abdomen.

Soft, Teasing. For hours. And every time he hummed or shifted or adjusted, subtly asking for more, you pulled away as punishment. Leaving him breathing unevenly, staring at the rolling movie credits with his cock pressed hard and painful against the metal zipper of his pants.

You gave him a look. His adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed.

You'd never seen him drive back to his house so quickly, so recklessly. Your nails dragged softly across the denim of his crotch as he screamed down the backroads: his jaw was tight, knowing saying anything meant those fingers flitting away. Poor baby.

And then you spilled into the night, tumbling out of the van, Eddie all over you, sloppy hot and enthusiastic mouth roving your neck and jawline affectionately while you fumbled with the door keys and pulled both of you into the trailer. Attached at the mouths as you bumbled your way down the hallway and into his room.

"Please, please, c'mon." Eddie was already saying. Begging, equal parts aroused and fearful. It had been a few weeks since you'd actually let him cum, after all. The poor man was walking on eggshells, the slightest breeze giving him a half-chub.

It had been fun. Pulling him into the public park bathrooms and putting your lips around his cock, getting him just to the peak and leaving him dry, zipping him back up and making him drop his head onto your shoulder with a pitiful, desperate whine. Letting him rut against your thigh on the bed while you read, the friction enough to feel good, desperately so, but not enough to get him there.

"Behave." You nipped at his lower lip and put two hands on his broad chest, giving him a curt shove that sent him falling ass-backwards onto his messy mattress. You saw the resulting dizzy, toothy smile that followed: he ate this shit up, every time. Getting tossed around, getting felt up. God, the guy fucking thrived on the attention.

How you were ever lucky enough to find someone like him, you'd never know.

You popped a cassette in the player, letting Misfits music rocket through the room. Eddie just looked up at you from his thrown position on the bed, all sprawled limbs and open hope on his oval face, too desperate to even contest your personal taste in music he normally disparaged. 

“You gonna be good?” You asked him, shucking off your jacket, getting up onto the bed between his knees. Hands wrestling with your pants, yanking them down. He nodded, wild mane bobbing. “Gonna do everything I tell you?” Even more enthusiastic nodding.

“Yeah- shit, yeah, I am. I swear.” He couldn’t get the words out fast enough when you rolled your shirt off yourself.

“We’ll see.” You lurched forward, crawling over him, forcing his back even harder against the mattress, until your core was over his hot, kiss-bruised mouth. His pupils blew wide at the sight, entranced. Long, strong fingers twitched at his sides. Waiting to be told what to do. 

“Go on. Eat up.”

“Jesus. Jesus. Okay.” He got out, tongue wetting his lips. Shaky fingers pulled your underwear to the side, and then one of his hands was curling around your thigh and bringing you down against that mouth, against the fluid heat and agile tongue that warmed you with gusto. He licked and sucked and nibbled, flicking expertly against your clit and running the flat of of the dexterous muscle down your slit. 

He felt like sin. So enthusiastic, so greedy to taste you, to feel your weight around his head. You grabbed a handful of his wild hair with a sigh, rocking your hips against his mouth. He groaned into your folds and simply took it, moving in tandem with you even as you ground your clit against his nose and slicked up his chin and cheeks with arousal. 

“Fuck, Eddie, good boy. Good fuckin’ boy.” You huffed. “Finally putting that smart-ass mouth to good use.”

Eddie slurped at you as best he could with your weight bearing down on him, hazily content to let you use him. Gazing, dazed, up at you, chocolate-black eyes glassy with dumbed contentment. 

“You going brainless, baby?” You cooed, heat coiling dangerously tight in your gut at the sight. “Love tasting my pussy that much?”

He hummed out an affirmative mmmmmm, long and low, fingers resettling around your thighs as you rocked against him. Use me, his half-lidded eyes said, use me like a toy. It really was a pity his mouth was preoccupied: you knew he’d be saying all sorts of stupid, pussydrunk things right now if it wasn’t. 

“Love this mouth, baby boy. Love it.” Fuck, you were close. Really, really close. You put both hands on his head, tensing your thighs, using your muscles to ride his saliva-sloppy lips and grind down onto his tongue. “Gonna cum on it. You want that?”

Another mmm, Eddie kneading your thighs hopefully, encouragingly. His rings glittered in the low lamplight.

“Good, fuuuuck- fuck.” Your orgasm ripped through you like lightning, making you clench down around his head. Eddie held his breath, let himself be smothered as you spilled wetness all over him: dribbling down his pale, flushed skin, into his mussed hair.

When you finally lifted up off him him shakily, he took a ragged, heavy inhale. Catching his breath even while a stupid, ditzy smile threatened to split his wet face in two. “Shit.” Was the only word he could summon up.

Like you nearly asphyxiating him had been the best high he’d ever ridden.

Seeing him there, thoughtless and mindless and shiny with your arousal, it fucking did shit to you. This beautiful man rendered brainless from your cunt. “Clothes. Off.” You ground out, hungry and sweaty and wanting more than fucking anything to get that sweet little swollen cock inside of you.

He writhed messily, tangling himself up wildly and kicking off his pants, wrestling with his shirt like it was a public enemy number one before getting to his knees to wriggle out of his underwear. His cock bobbed in the air, weeping and dark.

“Oh, baby.” You breathed. He was so swollen, so cherry-bright, it looked like it hurt. “Fucking desperate for it, aren’t you?”

Eddie let out a shaky, nervous laugh. “Maybe a little.”

You leaned into his personal space, staring down at his cock. “Give yourself a pump for me, sweetheart.”

Eddie wrapped a veined, lithe hand around his own dick, hissing through his teeth when his grip traveled the length: from the crying head to the base nestled in wirey curls, and back up again. Starting to travel back down. 

“I said a pump.” You warned. He whined brokenly. 

“C’mon. Please. Please? Just one more.” He cajoled, voice wobbling. So close to an orgasm he could probably taste it, after waiting for so long. After being so good for you. It probably wouldn’t take very much to make him fly over the edge into oblivion.

“Aww, poor baby.” You cooed. Talking down to him like a child, pulling strands of his sweaty hair away from his face. “Got nothing on your mind but your dick, huh? Can’t think about anything other than how good it feels?” You paused. “Fuck your fist, baby boy. Slow. Real slow.”

“Shit. shit.” He said again and again, complying. Braced with one hand on the mattress, hunched over himself, rolling his hips up into his dry grip. Gasping sharply when the head of his sensitive cock rolled over the warm, smooth metal of his rings. 

“Feel good?”

He licked his lips. “Yeah. Really fucking good.” He shivered when you ghosted hands over his shoulders, his back, watching him pump himself. Pressing occasional soft kisses to his shoulder, his sweat-tacky neck. 

It only took him a minute to press his lips tight, fighting his hazy pleasure, before speaking up. “Gonna cum, angel. Really soon.”

“Don’t.” 

He whined lowly, but didn’t stop fisting his cock.

“Eddie, hands off your dick.”

He let go just before he spilled over, groaning in abject frustration, guttural and low. Gripping handfuls of the sheets while his purple-red cock twitched hopefully, seeking sensation.

“Close one?” You chuckled. He just hung his head, curtain of dark hair obscuring his face. You paused. “Color, baby?”

“Green.” He said quickly. “Green, so green, just... fuck. Really close one.”

“Good job stopping yourself, then. Would’ve been a one-way ticket to a dry month.”

Just the hint of such a cruel punishment had him huffing and flushing. He lifted his sweaty head. Shit, you were so fucking weak for this big doe eyes, those plush lips, the fine dusting of stubble on his jaw. 

“Okay.” You tousled his hair. “Okay, honey. You’ve been so good for me. Lay back.”

Eddie looked like he could cry in relief at your words, letting you guide him onto his back, head nearly hanging off the edge of the bed. The dusting of brown hair across his soft, muscular navel made a direct, tantalizing pathway down to his desperate cock. A dribble of milky precum dripped down its veiny side.

When you swiped it away he jumped, head thumping against the mattress. “Christ. You’re torturing me.”

You grinned. “Kind of the point, baby boy. Good thing you love it so much.”

He brought his own hands to his head, exhaling hard when you rolled the shiny condom down his length. When you gave his cock a few soft tap taps with the flat of your palm, just shy of painful, his abdominal muscle curled and he groaned helplessly. 

“See?” You crooned. “Desperate. Stupid, desperate boy. Going so fucking brainless the second I touch your cock.”

“Fuck, sweetheart.” Eddie groaned, voice absolutely wrecked with arousal.

When you finally sank down on him he looked fucking possessed, back arching and hips stuttering underneath you, face crewing up in incredible pleasure. 

“Shitfuck, angel-” He was gasping as you started to furiously fuck him, hips swiveling relentlessly, cruelly. So fast you knew he wouldn’t be able to stand it. “S-slow down, please, I’m gonna-”

“Don’t cum.” He throbbed inside of you, piercing and burning-hot and perfect, and you knew you were setting him up for failure. He knew it too. You slam slam slammed down onto his narrow hips, the wet sloppy sound of your pussy sheathed around his cock lewd and loud as all hell. “Don’t cum, baby boy.”

He was scrabbling at your legs now, blunt nails hard and terrified, like if he squirmed enough he could evade the tidal wave of pleasure you could see building, spring-coiled, in his form. Terror on his flushed face.

“I can’t, I- I can’t-” He gasped out.

And then Eddie was cumming, cummung for the first time in ages, looking like someone was performing a goddamn exorcism on him, hips thrusting so hard up into you he nearly bucked you off. His eyes practically rolling into the back of his head, pants and groans going completely mute, choked by the orgasm you could only imagine was basically erasing his brain.

You paused on top of him, feeling his cock pulse pulse pulse inside of you, watching his soft, pale chest rise and fall rapidly under your splayed fingers. His eyes were wide, shocked, mouth falling open as he tried to steady his breathing. Trying to recalibrate his systems. 

You gave him exactly fifteen seconds. And then you were back to it, starting to slowly, agonizingly slowly roll your hips on his soft cock. Chasing the phantom sensations of pleasure it shot through you, feeling his soft, warm head rutting against that perfect spot that made your legs turn to jelly.

“Oh god, ah, shitshitshit-” Eddie was back to babbling dumbly but this time it was desperate, overwhelmed and oversensitive, almost agonized. He dug his nails into your legs, teeth clenched and bared, eyes squeezed shut. 

It must have been torture, the overwhelming sensation of your gummy, soft, gushing pussy clamping around his exhausted cock. You didn’t stop, continuing to softly roll over him, his length slipping in and out of your heat uselessly. 

“Aww. Did you think we were done?” You crooned. 

“Fuck, it feels- christ, please, it’s so much-” Eddie sounded like he was in genuine distress. 

All at once you stopped, stomach dropping. “Too much.” You realized. 

He looked like a kicked puppy at your words. “No. No!” Eddie panted out quickly. “No. Keep...keep going.” He paused to swallow, hard. Eyes skating away from yours in shame. “I like it.”

“Oh.” You replied softly. Low heat in your stomach rising, rising, rising until it was a fucking inferno. “Oh baby boy.” You growled. 

All at once you were back to bouncing on him, watching is muscles contract involuntarily at the overstimulation. Watching him shuddering and shaking and biting down so fucking hard on his lower lip to keep himself quiet. Letting you wreck him. Letting you ruin him. Offering himself up to you.

“Such a good fucking boy for me, fuck.” You snarled. You dragged fingernails down his chest, hard: Eddie gasped. You pistoned against him, relentless, grabbing his wrists and tugging them. Making him feel owned. “Willing to do anything to get a little more of my pussy, huh? You love it that much? You that brainless for it?”

All he managed to do was bob his head, letting out a pathetic moan, still shaking. It must have hurt, must feel so good, pleasure and pain in equal portions. He was starting to get hard inside you again. 

“Say it.” You were incensed, obsessed with that broken, useless, sweaty expression on his sweet face. “Say you love it, baby boy.”

“Fuck, mommy-” He whined out. Eddie’s eyes snapped open. He shut his mouth with a clack of teeth against teeth. 

...What? Your domineering hip-rolls slowed. Were you hallucinating? Did he just...?

“Sorry.” Eddie sounded mortified. “Shit, uh. Sorry. Sorry.”

Oh, this guy is all sorts of freaky. Fuck. I love it.

“How long have you wanted to call me that?” You murmured to him. Punctuating your question with a long, forceful roll that pushed him into your wet pussy until his arousal-soaked curls pressed against your clit. 

Eddie opened and closed his mouth a few times, wrists still clutched tight in your hands. 

“...Do you like mommy fucking you?”

He reacted visibly, stiffening under you. Cock twitching from where it was trapped in your wet heat. 

Another button to press. This was... perfect. So perfect. How was he real? How was he so wonderful? “Because mommy loves this cock.” You started up the brutal pace again, and shit, your own orgasm was way closer than you expected. “This is mommy’s cock. Her baby boy’s so good for her, isn’t he? So hungry for her pussy, so hungry to be fucked.”

“Shit, angel, shit-” Eddie was back to his usual talkative self, face beet-red, “k-keep talking like that, jesus, please-”

“I want you to cum for mommy.” You growled. He was so hot inside you, so perfect, scraping your spongey-soft walls, flickering pleasure lighting you up from the inside. “Can you do that, baby boy? Can you cum for mommy?”

You managed exactly ten more brutal strokes before his awed, pleasure-drunk face made you race over the edge, orgasm hitting you so hard you choked on your own words. You barely felt Eddie follow you over, hands in your grip curling around your own wrists. Holding one another like lifelines. 

You collapsed onto him, panting like a marathon runner. Sweaty skin against sweaty skin, his cock soft and extra-spent inside you. 

It was silent for a long time, save for the thrashing drums and wild guitar: the music felt faint, compared to the blood roaring in your ears. Eddie was hot under you. A comforting slab of skin and muscle. 

God, he was so good for you. So good. 

With exhausted limbs you hauled yourself off him, peppering his panting face with kisses. Spitting some of his hairs out of you mouth with a soft pah and making him weakly chuckle. 

“You okay, hon?” You asked him eventually, a hand softly pressed to his bare, tattooed chest. 

“...I think my, uh, legs might not work anymore, angel. But other than that?” He cracked a sweaty, disbelieving grin. Like he was the lucky one, not you. “I’m fuckin’ great.”

You pressed your forehead to his, warmth and affection making you feel like you were queen of the goddamn world. “Love you.” You murmured. 

“Love you too, angel.”

“Ah-ah.” You chided. When he raised his eyebrows in confusion, you smiled smugly. “It’s mommy, now.”

He groaned and laughed defeatedly. “Oh, man. You’re not gonna let that go, huh?”

“Never.”

[sugoi-writes]

Cold. That's all you felt the second Alastor slipped from your core and pulled away from your back. Cold, and empty. A shiver ran up your spine as you sat there on your knees in the center of Alastor's bed, sheets soaked in spit and sweat and semen, your mind trying to catch up with reality. Where did he go?

You didn't have to wonder for long, as Alastor soon returned to your view - hair disheveled, antlers that had tripled in size, and a fine layer of sweat covering his well-toned chest and abs (his chic sense of fashion and debonair attitude was so so SO misleading). You watched him as he moved around you, knocking a couple of pillows that were clinging to the edge of his bed to the floor. It took your conscious mind a couple more seconds to comprehend what he was doing, but once it did, you had to bite your lip as your brain began to conjure such delectably salacious images of what he wanted you to do.

Alastor wanted you to ride him.

"Well, love," he started as he laid before you on his back; one hand tucked behind that magnificently opulent head of red and black hair; the other lazily stroking his still engorged cock - a bead of pre rolling down the length of it and mixing with your combined essences in the space between his shaft and balls.

From the corner of your eye, you barely noticed the stirring of shadows as Alastor stared you down, his signature cocky smirk present and a single brow raised. A soft whine escaped his throat when he tightened his grip and began to pump himself with a little more vigor, drool trickling from the corners of his mouth at the thought of being inside you once more. "It's not going to ride itself."

Fuck, this demon was insatiable!

( I promise, no more teasing after this one~ 😘 Love youuuu~! - ☄️❤️ Smut Santa )

MERRY FUCKING SMUTMAS, ANIMALS!!! SMUT SANTA HAS CUM COME!

First of all, how are you today, ☄️❤️Anon? Because I don't know HOW you crank these out so fast? Are you sleeping? Are you eating? 👀

S-SECOND OF ALL... ugh 😫💦 The cockiness! The demand! This man knows I would slurp him down, top to bottom, leaving no cum crumbs! I wanna R I D E that fucking sleigh, OKAY?!

I look forward to your other iterations, and the presents you continue to bless others with. 🙏 Good tidings for Smutmess, and a Happy Nude Year~

I fucking LOVE YOU, you brilliant, brilliant writer, you!!!

I definitely, for sure, just invented a Triple Hell for all of my Christmas puns. Lucifer is too scared to deal my dumb ass

@hazelfoureyes @minkdelovely I am NOT going to recover from this!!!!

[pleasingsatellite]

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harryandy/n Harry and y/n arrived in Venice today for the Venice Film Festival, looks like y/n is going to be his plus one! We can't wait to see them on the red carpet.

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harryfan1 ugh he looks so rich are you kidding me???

y/nfan1 my favorite thing about them is they always look like they're going to two separate events

↳ harryfan2 you're so right, harry looks like he's on his way to some fashion event meanwhile y/n is holding ice cream looking like she's going to frolic

y/nfan2 ughhh need a y/n and Florence interaction so I can feed my delusion that one day they will be in a movie together

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yourinstagram I feel like I'm sending my over dressed toddler off to his first day at school. Happy Brit's day! I'll be cheering you on from my table in the audience with the endless supply of champagne 🫶🏻

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harryfan1 omg omg omg omg

harryfan2 he looks so good, the flower? the bare chest? the everything???? 😗

annetwist please remind him to drink water between his alcohol ❤️

↳ yourinstagram don't worry mama twist he's in safe hands

↳ harrystyles I told y/n and Gemma I'll have max 2 drinks.... or 5 if we win

jefezoff BEHAVE GARY

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y/nupdates y/n today at the Brit's reacting to Harry drunkingly confessing his love for her during his speech

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y/nfan1 stop she's so cute she was so embarrassed 🥺

y/nfan2 I just know the minute he was running to the stage she knew he'd say something to embarrass her

harryfan1 he loves her so much are you kidding me

y/nfan3 "and to y/n, everyday I look at you and wonder how I managed to land such a hot girlfriend. Everything I do, I do with you in mind. Everyone give it up for the prettiest girl in the room!" 😭🥹😭🥹

↳harryfan2 if any man said this about me I'd propose and jump his bones on SIGHT!!!!

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harryupdates y/n is in the audience tonight at LOT Japan! Harry waved at her when he came out and sent her kisses and told security to check on her!

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harryfan1 he's so cute and smiley tonight and now we know why

harryfan2 I need someone to love me as much as harry loves y/n fr fr

y/nfan1 omg I saw her at the show tonight she's so cute and was telling the people with her how jet lagged she is but didn't wanna miss the show so she had to drink a bunch of coffee before hand 😙

y/nfan2 my angel I love her I hope she stays in Japan with harry now that she's not filming anymore

harryfan3 someone threw a shirt at harry with a picture of him and y/n on the front and he said he's gonna wear it as soon as he gets off stage

↳ harryfan4 we're about to get a 1d gym shirt repeat again with this shirt I just know it

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pagesix I just can't keep my hands to myself! Singer Harry Styles and actress y/n were caught in a very public PDA session last night during a street party in Japan. The couple who have been together for 5 years were spotted by onlookers but clearly only had eyes for each other. Ugh, young love!

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harryfan1 heart stopped I've been standing in the same spot for hours 😫

y/nfan1 MY MOM AND DAD!!!

yourinstagram ...oops 🤭

↳harryfan2 girl that's all you gotta say!!! we know you don't regret it

↳yourinstagram not at all 😙

harryfan2 you know harry's in deep when the man who catches every camera doesn't catch the one recording his make out

↳yourinstagram it's more like the 6 highballs he drank 🫢

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harrydaily Harry out shopping with y/n and friends today in Japan! When fans mentioned the kiss harry and y/n just laughed and shook their heads

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harryfan1 that man regrets NOTHING

↳harryfan2 I mean would you lol

harryfan3 I'm so happy harry and y/n finally feel comfortable to be so open with their relationship

harryfan4 he looks so fine ugh that post pubic makeout glow

harryfan5 I know Jeffery was loosing his shit seeing those pics and harry and y/n were just like...it is what it is

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harrystyles I mean do you really blame me?

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....hello.... the longest long time no see wow. tbh I just have not felt like even opening the Tumblr app since like mid-january and eventually just deleted the app but finally felt a little bit rejuvenated tonight. I've been trying to reply limit just how much time I spend on social media and trying to read more and have been but also miss just being on here and posting (I'm not saying I'm back to regular posts but will try and post when I can)

[sucka4pain]

𝐁𝐈𝐆 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐓𝐘 𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘!❣︎

haikyuu men with a thicc!s/o

Bokuto Koutarō, Aran Ojiro, Ushijima Wakatoshi, & Tsukishima Kei

Includes: Ass slapping, sloppy make outs, mentions of sex, sexual tensions, possessiveness, and dirty talk

Probably went a little overboard with Ushijima and Aran but can’t blame me🤭

Pronouns aren’t really mentioned

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!!

Bokuto Koutarō

The PERFECT COUPLE!!

Nothing is better a couple who both have CAKE

He likes to play with your ass. LIKE DRUMS. Not THAT way…

He likes to slap it while you are laying on your stomach.

Even tells you to play with his😭

“Come on Y/n! It’s actually fun!!” “Kou, I’m not gonna mess around with your ass😑” “please?🥺” “…Fine”

Now he’s happy.

Okay but like when he FIRST slapped your ass, he was FLABBERGASTED!

Bro was shocked by the recoil on that thang

When you guys are fucking he ALWAYS has to do back shots first.

Him seeing your ass bounce back on his dick as he breaks your back just gives him heart eyes.

100% has his hands on your ass at ALL times!

Even when making out especially

If you two are out walking and you have on jeans, he has his hand in one of your back pockets.

Aran Ojiro

Ugh black KING😫

He’s an ass man it’s the truth

HE HITS IT FROM THE BACK EVERY TIME!🗣️

Your with your friends in a party and your twerking? He is RIGHT behind you catching it.

“Damn Babe, did your ass get fatter or what?🥴” “It’s the same as always babe😂” “Definitely hitting it from the back again tonight..” “Oh hell nah! You nearly broke my back last time!😭” “Baby that ain’t my fault you walking around with THAT behind you😍”

He is a SUCKERRRRRR for you in jeans

You know damn well he is gonna be staring

Always gives your ass a slap before going in a game or even practice

He does it to kinda embarrass you but he calls it his ‘Good luck charm’

Sloppy make out sessions on his bed with you on his lap. His hands placed on your ass, squeezing and rubbing the soft surface as your arms are wrapped around his neck. Pulling him closer into the kiss making it even messier.

“You wanna fuck?” “Aran No!!” CAN NOT have a make out session without you guys fucking afterwards.

Ushijima Wakatoshi

Lets be honest here

He stares with NO shame!

When walking together in public he’s always behind you

He doesn’t want anyone to stare at what’s his

Another one that was flabbergasted when he saw the recoil.

Short scenario:

You and your friends are having fun at a club. Ushijima and his team are chilling and talking. They hear cheers and look over to see you twerking on your friend, having a good ass time. NOW you at the time has TIGHT ass jeans. He blushed a little and his jaw dropped seeing how smooth and effortlessly you where doing it. You where barely moving and yet it was jiggling.

Hugs you from behind just to feel your ass rub against his crotch

As lewd as he thinks it is, he can’t help it

Don’t matter where or what time he is STARING!!

Your cooking and your back is facing towards him? He’s looking

You walk past him to leave and hang out with friends? He’s LOOKING (and tried to sneakily take a picture but fails cause his flash was on)

Even during practice he is staring!

“Wakatoshi quit staring at Y/n and focus on practice!!” Coach yelled and he nods going back to practice.

Tsukishima Kei

Ohohohoho lord…

Every second he gets, he’s slapping that ass

“Oh sorry Y/n, there was a bug on you~” “Mother fucker touch my ass again.” Guess what. He touches it.

Which resulted to him getting kicked where the sun don’t shine!

Looks like someone won’t be having kids!!

Jokes aside, he is VERY possessive

Gets mad at anyone and anything for looking.

Even if a kid just looks at you he’s gonna be like “What are you staring at?”

Like bro chill it’s a kid 💀

Loves to fuck you doggy style in front of a mirror and makes you watch.

“Look at that baby, you like getting pounded like this hm? Such a dirty little slut you are.”

2022 ©sᴜᴄᴋᴀ4ᴘᴀɪɴ — do not repost or translate my work. likes, reblogs, and comments are welcome!!

[luvyeni]

hihi! i read through your guidelines to make sure you were ok with topics like weed, smoking, etc. and i didn’t see anything? so if you’re ok with it, i need to know your thoughts on stoner!han jisung and nerd!reader who are oddly best friends (opposites attract kinda thing) and jisung kinda pressures (more like manipulates) reader to smoke with him, but she trusts him of course and things take a bit of a turn if you know what i mean *wink wink*

i’m OBSESSED with the idea of like a smoke kiss?? where jisung will take a hit off the blunt and transfer the smoke to the reader by kissing them if that makes sense, it’s so hot to me 😩 and i don’t imagine like fast or rough sex, i imagine really slow just in the moment kinda thing, not necessarily passionate though, they’re just high 💀 ugh oh my god and reader slowly riding him on the couch or bed while his head is thrown back and eyes closed. ok i need to be done i’m down bad for this man. anyway i appreciate if you elaborate on this more, if not i understand. i love your works regardless ❤️

im a sucker for stoner x reader fics so im completely fine with it ! this is so 🥴🥴

he'd try to get you to smoke with him , but you'd always deny saying 'it's gonna rot your brain jisung.' and he'd just roll his eyes , blowing smoke in your face to make you cough.

one day he'd finally get tired of hearing you say the same thing , he'd made a promise that if you tried it once he'd let it go , and he'd promise he'd help you , so you agree , sitting on your knees in front of him , making his cock hard.

he'd take a hit from the blunt , grabbing your jaw softly pulling your lips to his , "i got you , just trust me." he'd whisper before blowing the smoke into your mouth , you'd cough a little , but you enjoyed how it made you feel.

a couple kisses later , you're somehow in his lap , shirt off , skirt bunched up on your waist and you're slowly riding his cock, his eyes are bloodshot , biting his lip , and your hair is all messy , glasses thrown somewhere , both of you not knowing what the fuck is happening until you come to , and you're both sweaty and half naked and his cock is soft inside you.

jesus to do this with hanji would be heaven😫

[lewisvinga]

mi casa ! | lewis hamilton x dominican! reader

summary; in which y/n takes lewis w her to república dominicana

fc; maria isabel

warnings; ? one curse word i think

taglist; @namgification @louvrepool @locelscs @thehufflepuffavenger1 @minkyungseokie @goldenmclaren @ollieshifts @lavisenri

note; requested !

masterlist !

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[caption 1; this the face of someone who flew for hours on a plane and is already sick of it.] [caption 2; guess where we’re going 🫣]

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