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hughesmedicine · 2 years

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parents | l. hughes

luke hughes x dog mom reader!

I wanted to get this out last night but I was half dead making it😵‍💫

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yourusername #thebestdogparentsever

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lhughes_06 proud dog parents🙏

yourusername yes yes🙏

jackhughes I’m still jealous that you guys got a dog.

yourusername you should get one!

jackhughes nico won’t let me.

yourusername @/nicohischier let him get a dog!!

nicohischier no we won’t have time for one!

jackhughes we will!!

nicohischier no dog.

jackhughes yes sir🫡

yourusername boo you suck!

trevorzegras stop I’m on my way for puppy cuddles

lhughes_06 babe hide the puppy.

yourusername on it🏃‍♀️

trevorzegras okay rude.

brendan.brisson now when do we get to meet this handsome guy?

thombordeleau_ exactly when??

yourusername the next time you visit!

brendan.brisson @/thombordeleau_ you down to take a flight this weekend??

thombordeleau_ yes!

yourusername my favorite people are returning!!🤭

lhughes_06

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lhughes_06 dog parents>> tagged: yourusername

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yourusername the better parents!!

lhughes_06 real

trevorzegras yeah “better parents”

yourusername you’re just mad cause we won’t let you take our puppy.

trevorzegras yeah I am.

yourusername cry about it!

trevorzegras I will honestly.

yourusername wait don’t cry I’ll bring the puppy!

lhughes_06 babe??

yourusername sorry I don’t like seeing people cry🫣

dylanduke25 cutest pup ever, bring him to the ice next time!

yourusername will do!

rutgermcgroarty our wolverine mascot!!〽️💙

dylanduke25 best mascot!〽️💙

luca.fantilli best mascot!〽️💙

edwards.73 best mascot!〽️💙

lhughes_06 best mascot!〽️💙

mackie.samo best mascot!〽️💙

yourusername you guys are chaotic.

dylanduke25 it’s what we do best!

seamuscasey26 you have to bring him to every game! He’s our good luck charm

yourusername unfortunately that is not possible but he’ll be cheering on from home!

seamuscasey26 but mom!

yourusername no buts.

jackhughes

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jackhughes nobody tell y/n🫣

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dylanduke25 at least he’s rocking a wolverines hat

lhughes_06 has to rep the best team!🙏

edwards.73 as he should!!〽️💙

yourusername should have never let you take him out but he looks so cute in the hat

jackhughes I know but he would look better in a devils hat!

yourusername don’t push it.

jackhughes ugh fine but help me convince Nico to get a puppy

nicohischier won’t be happening

yourusername mhm I’ll make it happen

_quinnhughes coming around more just for him

yourusername I can approve of this, he does love his uncle quinner

trevorzegras what about his uncle trevor?

yourusername oh um I don’t know how to tell you this…

trevorzegras I’m hurt.

jackhughes (+bonus)

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jackhughes meet harley❤️

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yourusername I DONT KNOW HOW YOU CONVINCED HIM.

jackhughes I showed him one picture and he folded

yourusername he and I are the same people🫡

lhughes_06 she is and she tries to show me pictures but I tell her no

jackhughes you should tell her yes

yourusername ^

lhughes_06 no.

yourusername rude:(

nicohischier I’m so glad you convinced me she’s the best❤️ but can we take over as best dog parents now??

jackhughes yes!!!

yourusername I want to see you guys try.

nicohischier oh we’ll succeed.

njdevils we got a little devil now🥹

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#luke hughes x reader #luke hughes #quinn hughes #jack hughes #trevor zegras #dylan duke #umich boys #ethan edwards #seamus casey #luca fantilli #mackie samoskevich #nico hischier #brendan brisson #thomas bordeleau

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despina4maat · 2 months

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#catwin #thomas the cat king #edwin x the cat king #edwin x thomas #fanfic #ao3 fanfic #ao3 writer #sandman #dead boy detectives #beauty and the beast #alternate universe #edwin payne #charles rowland #crystal palace #nico sasaki #dbda

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thatsdemko · 2 years

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who I write for

a/n: this list is subject to change! please note that if your favorite player is NOT on this list do not hesitate to ask if I am willing to write for them! this list is 100% subject to change!

NHL

- Nico hischier

- Mitch marner

- William nylander

- will Lockwood

- Dylan Larkin

- moritz seider

- lucas Raymond

- jack hughes

- Quinn Hughes

- mat barzal

-Casey mittelstadt

- Jakub vrana

- Thomas Bordeleau

- josh norris

-Kirby dach

- k’andre miller

- David pastrnak

- Nick blankenburg

- Alex turcotte

- Charlie mcavoy

- jamie Drysdale

- Nolan moyle

- Connor bedard

- Matthew knies

NFL

- joe burrow

- rob gronkowski

- travis kelce

- Patrick mahomes

SOCCER(football)

- Christian pulisic

- Mason mount

- joão felix

- Benjamin pavard

- pedri

- ben chilwell

- gavi

NBA

- killian hayes

- josh giddey

- Tyler herro

- cade cunningham

- jayson tatum

- blake griffin

- charles leclerc

- pierre gasly

- George Russell

- carlos sainz

- lando norris

- nyck de vries (unemployed but still will write)

- daniel ricciardo

- yuki tsudona

- lewis hamilton

- mick Schumacher

- Arthur leclerc (f2)

- Toto wolff(team principal)

- oscar piastri

-Lance stroll

- max verstappen

- Liam Lawson (f2)

INDYCAR

- pato o’ward

- David malukas

- Colton herta

- Alexander rossi

- josef newgarden

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xandriagreat · 4 months

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Sanders Sides Theory Question

#sanders sides #nico flores #thomas sanders #pintroverts #nico x thomas #karrot kings

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angels-and-demons · 1 year

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Masky: one for the money, two for the show (Elvis)

Hoodie: one for the money, two for the show (Taylor Swift)

Nico: one for the money, and two for the show (Lana Del Rey)

Doby: one for the money, two for the hoes (Tyler the Creator)

Toby: One for the money, two is for the show (Escape the Fate)

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chibsandchill · 8 months

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See me

Fandom: Saltburn

Pairing: Felix x AFAB!Reader

Summary: Each room in Saltburn is bursting at the seam with memories with you, and Felix remembers some of his favorite moments as he makes his way to his prize.

Warnings: Felix, Mentions and descriptions of acts of violence and murder, NSFW content, MDNI, 18+, unreliable narrator (Felix), toxic relationship, obsessive tendencies, grammatical and spelling errors, p in v sex, oral sex (m receiving), Felix is a creep, themes of violence - self-harm and equivalent themes are prevalent through the imagine, some parts of their dynamic takes inspiration from Hannigram but with my spin on obsession

I am not responsible for your media consumption. Read the tags.

MDNI

Masterlist

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It’s a cloudy day when Felix first saw you,

but with you came the sun,

warmth, empathy, love.

Oh, how he loved your heart. But, oh, how careless you were with it. It was a gift,

one meant for him,

from you.

Then why did you waste it on those beneath you? You chipped away at it to mend sobbing students, tore at it until it bled and thick scars rose like mountains. You took on their pain with a blindingly bright smile,

only Felix saw how their burdens weighed you down.

The sun was meant to warm, to burn from far away,

but they tore you down from your place in the sky so that they might leech your warmth until you are left barren. Their sorrows were cold as ice against you.

They stole you from him. Piece by piece they ripped at you with filthy nails. You became known on campus as someone who’d listen. Who wouldn’t judge. How could you when you felt their problems as if they were your own? The more they spoke those words dripping with poison, the more they tainted the very blood in your veins with their darkness.

‘Walk in their shoes’.

You didn’t need to. You could walk in their skin, feel their emotions as if they were yours. Heartbreak plagued you, sorrow fell on you like an ever present shadow. The death of a family not yours turned your face gray and your eyes misty.

Until Felix put a stop to it all. How could he stand by and watch it happen? The slow destruction of a bright star, who burned so bright that all envied it.

Jenny from history of art, Carl from math, Robert from physics, Matilda from psychology, Caroline, Jeremy, Han, Thomas, Harry, Derek, Henry, Linda, Nico, Mark, John, Hans, William, Frederic. All turned away at your door.

“Yes, I’ll tell her.”

“I’ll let her know.”

“Sure thing, buddy.”

Oh, how they believed his lies. Sweet, sweet, Felix Catton wouldn’t lie to them. Surely not.

But lie, he did. It spewed from his lips like honey. All to have his sun beam at him again. To wash away the taint of the others from your skin, your heart, your eyes. He would have you look at him with soft, relaxed eyes.

Him. Him. Him. Him.

Your protector. Even if you didn’t know it yet.

“Felix.”

He hummed.

Your eyes are heavy with sleep when you look up at him, but the affection is hard to miss. It makes you glow. Felix curled his arm further around you, bringing you closer to him. But even then it is not close enough. He aches. It’s a want deeper than skin, deeper than bones or even his soul. It was as if his very being was made of want, of longing so intense he was blinded by it. If God was indeed real then he had created Felix with a thread laced with obsession, with love transcending all else.

Even thinking about you made his heart race, pound.

“Can I braid your hair?”

“‘Course.” He said against your skin.

As if you needed to ask. All of him was yours.

You try to sit up but Felix isn’t ready to break the contact yet. He feels like a battery, no matter how bizarre a comparison it is, constantly needing to be recharged so that he might survive when you part. He’s constantly cold without you, he feels empty; hollow. His hands are too light with the lack of you, he breathes too easy without the weight of you on his chest. If he could he’d carve his heart out so that you could carry it with you, for that was how he felt anyway. He’d gouge himself hollow so that he could fit you inside. Never to be parted again, joined together by shared blood, flesh and bone.

It’s not easy with his hold on you, but you manage to shift so that you sit in his lap instead. It’s not ideal if you mean to truly braid his hair but Felix won’t complain. He pushed his head into your touch when your fingers hover over him.

“Patience.” You half-heartedly scold him.

Your fingers weave through his hair, nails scratching just right against his scalp. With deft hands you untangle the mess you’d created during the night. There’s not much to braid but more than enough for you to wrap around your fingers and tug. The action pulls a low groan from his throat.

He grabs your hips. Felix wonders if you’ve noticed how he’s caged you in. You probably don’t, as sweet and trusting a being as you surely wouldn’t peel back his layers to gasp at the thriving darkness beneath. With you he was his truest self. Could you see him? Would you run if he were to cast off the layers? Let you see him?

Maybe you already could. You had seen the others. Even the empty ones, the ones who had gouged themselves hollow and shoved the essence of what they thought he wanted until it spilled from every hole in their body.

Felix wasn’t hollow. He was bursting at the seams with life, same as you. And yet you stayed. Surely you knew. You had to. You and he were one. Two pieces of a whole finally reunited.

He breaths in your scent, noses along your throat before allowing his head to rest in the crook of your neck. There’s a bruise there hidden on your shoulder blade. Late one night when you’d already fallen asleep he mouthed it into your skin with the moon as his witness,

only,

it had started to fade.

He’d have to do it again. Closer. Marking you under the cover of darkness wasn’t enough anymore. An unspoken claim didn’t satisfy him anymore. It wasn’t enough. He was beginning to think it never would be. He could bruise every inch of your skin with his love and his skin would still itch to do more – to prove himself more to you.

Just as his hands slide down to rest on the curve of your ass the scene slips through his fingers like sand.

He blinks it away. He’s standing in the driveway of Saltburn. Your favorite statue is left in shambles on the gravel with his blood splattered across the white marble.

“What the fuck.” Felix’s hand shakes and burns with pain. His knuckles are split open.

It had been a slip of a thought he had once when you first came to Saltburn and you’d taken to leaning on the statues, the furniture, walls, pillars. He’d wanted them all gone. He’d be your pillar. He wouldn’t crumble with age, would never make you think they stood strong only for the core to be riddled with holes from pests.

Felix was whole and strong, had made himself such,

for you.

He’d burnt the tendrils of influence his mother had dug into him since childhood. Torn the threads of her darkness right out of the tapestry. Oh, how she cried when she noticed. ‘Felix,’ she’d whispered, a rare show of emotion plastered across her face, ‘what have you done?’.

She shouldn’t have worried about what he had done. No, she should’ve worried about what he was going to do.

He watched you for weeks before approaching you. He noticed what made you laugh, what made you smile, frown, scowl. And so he took that too. Cut out the parts of himself that would drop the smile from your face and sewed on the parts that he lacked until he was left a patch-work version of perfecting befitting a Mary Shelley novel. Pus and blood seeped from the stitches. The sight was unseemly. So he waited until he’d perfected himself, until the stolen was assimilated, until it was like another Felix had never existed.

Felix throws the heavy doors open and the maids scurry away from his sight.

Duncan emerges from the pack. Even after all he’d seen, his adoration for Felix remained. “Welcome back, Felix.”

He nods.

And then he’s off.

The route he takes is reminiscent of your first tour of the mansion. He’s even nodding along as if hearing himself introduce it all. The staircase where he “fingered” his cousin. As if. Your face had reddened with equal parts jealousy and sheer disbelief of ‘what the fuck’.

One of the smaller sitting rooms. The green one. He fucking hates that room. But you love it. He went down on you for the first time there. Right on the couch with his granny’s ghost knocking down a shelf of antique plates over his head. The blood had driven you crazy.

The thought alone made him hard.

But this was also the first room you’d held him properly in. He’d been crying.

“What's wrong?” You ask when he threw the door open.

You’d been doing some summer reading for uni, but your fingers clutched the opening pages with strength that betrayed your pounding headache.

“Fucking Ollie.”

Your brows furrow “Oliver?”

Felix lay down on the couch with his head in your lap. You smell good. And you’re soft.

“Yeah.” He sigh. “He was lying to us this whole time. Turns out poor Oliver Quick has both a dad and mum who loves him. Even siblings! They live in a lovely house in a picture perfect neighborhood.”

‘I just need you to understand how much I fucking love you!’

As if there was even a sliver of Felix that didn’t belong to you, that didn’t scream out for you every second you were apart. Had Oliver not been paying attention? Could he not see the need that permated him? It ran so deep, was so all-consuming that he couldn’t contain it all. He breathed desire, cried longing, even fucking pissed envy. Envy even over the very air you breathed, the clothing that hugged you, the sheets for the audacity to imply he wasn’t enough to keep you warm.

You hum as your fingers drift down to cup his face.

“He was in love with me.”

“Isn’t everyone?” You joke.

Felix’s eyes opened (he hadn’t realized he closed them). “You love me?”

“Of course.” You trace a scar on his cheekbone.

“Say it.”

“I love you, Felix.”

Even that memory fades, but your words linger.

I love you, Felix.

You always linger. Your kisses burn his skin and he wishes it left a scar so that he could look upon it and relive it all.

The green room is abandoned quickly, and he’s off.

“A blue room!” You exclaim, and to Felix’s displeasure you let go of him to take it all in.

“Yeah. It’s… blue.”

“What? No ghosts? No artifacts?”

Felix shakes his head. “Nope. Just blue.”

Felix sees himself leaning against the door while you spin around the room. It’s like a movie, almost. Only it’s his memories and he can remember every second he’s ever spent in your presence. Including this one. And the next one.

The one where you’re on your knees.

You’re pressing soft kisses to the tip of his cock, pressing your love into every inch of skin you can find as if you wanted to stay there, to have your love replace the tar that ran through his veins.

It’s odd. He can almost feel the tingles left by your touch, but he’s untouched. Felix’s hands form fists at the sight. Was it possible to be jealous even of himself? The envy boiling in his stomach certainly said so. He would not share you even with himself.

Felix strides forward and sinks into the place his past self sits. He unbuckles his jeans and frees his cock from his underwear. If he were not so deep in madness he might’ve felt the cold of the room, but he was, and so he felt the warmth of your hands, the wetness of your mouth as you wrap your lips around his tip.

He moans. He didn’t know what he liked the most about it. The vulnerability, the act itself, your presence, or that it left you with a part of him inside you. You’d kneel in front of him for as long as it took, but Felix would not have you be uncomfortable and so he slid a pillow under your knees.

Your hands cup his balls. He twitches. You take more of him into you. It feels like heaven to have you wrap yourself around him. Wet, warm, silky heaven. All for him.

Him. Him. Him. Him. His.

You moan around him. It sends vibrations straight through him. It pulls a low groan straight from his chest, one that makes you moan. His pleasure is your pleasure, and your pleasure is his, and so the circle begins.

His eyes roll into the back of his head when you begin bobbing your head up and down. You slurp. Electricity runs down his spine. It’s wet. Sloppy. Saliva drips down your mouth as you press your nose into his abdomen.

Someone drops a plate somewhere in the house and the spell is broken. Not unlike a reflection in a lake is the memory distorted, wrong. You’re on your knees without the pillow. He’s standing above you, not sitting. Your knees are bruised and bleeding. You’re crying.

Some small part of him, one that he’d allowed to fester for far too long, enjoys the scene. Enjoys the submission, thrives in the knowledge that it is not only he that longs and wants and would press and press until nothing remains if only to bring you a sliver of happiness. You smile around his cock. It’s not the pain that brings you to tears.

This isn’t right. This isn’t him. It’s Elspeth messing with his head. It’s Oliver whispering his lies in his ear.

He wants to vomit. Why would they punish him so? To make him see you hurt,

to force him to see himself hurt you, brutalize you,

humiliate you.

Why, when he adored you, worshiped you. If there was a puddle he’d lay himself down to let you walk over him. He’d drown himself so that you would not have to dirty yourself. Like a tumor he’d performed surgery after surgery to remove what you didn’t like.

And you did the same.

The image is restored, but he’s already on his feet.

He would wait no longer.

Felix runs up the stairs but is forced to a halt by the moans coming from the king’s bedroom. Another memory? The door is already open.

“Tell me your vows again.”

You’ve got your legs up in the air behind you, head resting in your hands as you stare at him.

“Dear,” Felix turns around from where he stood by the window. Your name sounds like prayer on his lips. “I’ve never been alone. People have flocked to me since before I can remember. But they didn’t see me. But you… you, I let you see me. It’s a rare gift. And it’s one that I’ve never regretted giving you. I’ve never felt more loved than in your arms. Do I need to continue, Mrs Catton?”

You laugh.

“Come to bed, Felix.”

The memory changes before he can enjoy the sight of you in your wedding dress. The happiest day of his life. Gone in a blink.

You’re no longer on the bed. You’re in his arms, crying yet again. There’s blood on his shirt. No finger graces your finger. Felix closes his eyes. He knows this memory. KNows very well what he’d have to endure to get back to you.

“Y-you killed him!” You shudder.

Felix shushes you. “There was no other way.”

“There’s always another way.”

“Not this time."

Truly, there wasn’t. You saw much, but Oliver was so good at pretending to be someone else that he even fooled himself into believing his own lies. And so, you thought nothing of it when Oliver offered you his bottle of wine. Had no idea of the drugs that he’d shoved in there.

“Are you scared of me?” Felix asks you. His voice shakes. He remembers his own fear, how his stomach churned. He could write a thousand words and not even chip at the surface of the emotions he felt. A thrill at the thought of you finally seeing the deepest deepest parts of him? Disgust that he’d slipped and revealed a crack in his mask? Such fear that it clung to his very bones, stopped his lungs from working and had his own eyes water with tears? All true. And yet all of them are false. There wasn’t a single emotion he could place, they all blended together to form a concoction of heart-wrenching pain and fear.

The memory fades away. He doesn’t remember the rest. All he remembers is how it ended.

The headboard bangs against the wall with the force of his thrusts. His hands are cradling your face, kissing away the tears of pleasure. You push your legs up higher on his back where you’ve hitched them, your own hands pressing against his own face to bring him closer. He’s inside you but he’s not close enough.

Felix leans down to cover your whole body with his. You squeak at the change.

“Oh god,” you throw your head back with a moan.

He moves a deft finger down to press down on your clit. He experimented with pressure, directions, even spelled out his own name with your pleasure. Felix feels as though he’s on fire, but still he wants more. He wants to be closer. Closer. Closer. Closer.

You clench around his cock, and he stutters.

The love in your eyes makes him falter, before he drives into you faster than before. The bed squeaks, one hard thrust away from breaking. Fitting. So is he. Your right hand moved up his cheekbone, past his ear and to the back of his head. Your touch is gentle, barely-there pressure as you guide him down to slant your mouth over his. His heart aches with love, adoration, you. You’ve made it your home.

Yet again he is denied release as the memory is gone. The room is empty.

“Fuck.”

It’s not graceful the way he stalks out of the room. No more interruptions, he thinks.

The last door in the corridor. Yours. And his. Your marital chambers, as Duncan would call it. Old fashioned bastard.

He pushes it open without as much as a knock. And there you are.

“Felix!” You cross the room in seconds and then you’ve thrown yourself in his arms. “We missed you!”

Your rounded stomach presses into him. He rests his forehead on yours, pressing long, soft kisses against your lips, even as you giggle and try to move away. When you do, he chases after you. He’s not done. Never done.

His legs feel like jelly, his soul is on fire,

but he finally found you.

In a house full of memories and vengeful ghosts he found you.

And you saw him, as you always do, and he’s tugged back into bed with the comforting weight of you pressing him down into the mattress.

And he’s almost content.

Almost.

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@fedyascoffin

#felix catton x reader #felix catton #felix catton x you #saltburn imagine #saltburn smut #saltburn x reader #saltburn #felix catton smut #felix catton imagine

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punkeropercyjackson · 3 months

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Fanartists who draw characters with super ashy/faded skin tones and delicate facial features and builds and focus almost entierly on nonblack/male characters and shipping and powerup aus have done irreperable damage to the Batfam and Pjo ecosystems

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halfhissandwich · 7 months

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This is what your favorite sanders sides ship says about you. (This isn’t serious, lol)

Karrot Kings: Your priority is keeping things wholesome, uncontroversial and most likely canon.

Thomas x any side: You will NOT explain how it works, you just make the fanart and have fun with it.

Nico x any side: You like Karrot Kings, but a bit less healthy.

DRLAMP: You will scramble to explain that Roman and Remus are platonic. It’s okay, buddy, we know.

Logicality: You’ve been in the fandom for a long time.

Logince: Your ideal relationship dynamic is not enemies to lovers. It’s enemies AND lovers.

Analogical: Your ideal relationship dynamic is two people with common sense being put up with everyone else’s nonsense.

Loceit: The same joke as analogical, plus alcohol.

Intrulogical: You’re a firm believer in the power of triggering your boyfriend’s anger issues for funsies.

Royality; Your ideal relationship dynamic is best friends to lovers engaged in wacky hijinks.

Moxiety: You want good things for Virgil.

Moceit; Your ideal relationship dynamic is two dads realizing that instead of fighting for custody, they could just get married.

Intruality: Your ideal relationship dynamic is “hi daddy x oh my god how did you get in my house”

Prinxiety: You enjoy the dynamic of two boyfriends talking crap about their enemies.

Roceit: You like the idea of prinxiety, but you like angst even more.

Remrom: You think that since they’re all the same person anyway, it’s not as weird if they call each other brother. It’s still weird. Go take a shower and reflect.

Anxceit: Your ideal relationship dynamic is stalking your ex.

Dukexiety: Your ideal relationship dynamic is stalking.

Dukeceit: Your ideal relationship dynamic is best friends to lovers engaged in wacky hijinks, but like in an Disney villain way.

Loyality (L x P x Ro): You wanted to ship all the light sides, or you shipped Royality and wanted them to annoy Logan.

Analogince (L x V x Ro): You’re a firm believer in the power of two boyfriends with common sense babysitting their boyfriend who lacks common sense.

Royaliceit (Ro x P x J): You don’t understand why all the ship wars exist when Janus has two hands. Technically six.

Intruloceit (Re x L x J): You want Logan to join the dark sides.

Intruloceitxiety (Re x V x J x L): You want Logan to join the dark sides, but you want him to hesitate.

Intrumoceit (Re x J x P); You like the idea of Intruloceit, but you like Patton even more.

Intruanxceit (Re x V x J): You either wanted to ship the dark sides or you’re just… really sad.

Royalixiety (P x V x Ro): Your interest in shipping Loyality is outweighed by you wanting good things for Virgil.

Logicaliceit (J x P x L): You REALLY want good things for Patton.

(Might add to this later by request lol)

#sanders sides #patton sanders #roman sanders #virgil sanders #logan sanders #janus sanders #remus sanders #sanders sides ships

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faithshouseofchaos · 25 days

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Welcome to faithshouseofchaos Smutober Fic

Fest and 2k follower celebration + 31 days of Smutober Halloween fics

2 months long

Down below you'll find a list of Drivers/ OC/Hockey players/characters to choose from along with Smut prompts with fic types ex: Sweet tart ropes-"now what would your father do if he found out" + Lemon bars— dads best friend + Strawberry Shortcake -age gap.

I also have fluff prompts along with angst hurt/ comfort that I’ll be adding once I hit 2k (12 followers away) along with angst/hurt and comfort and the other half of my supernatural prompt list that @sweate-r-weathe-r and I will be working on when we have free time.

It's really simple and fun and remember it's October so you know what that means Faiths supernatural F1 au's are back in business for a whole month.

If you have your own idea that's fine too

All fics written will be tagged with faithshouseofchaos Smutober and faithshouseofchaosofchaos 2k celebration

I have two fics that are unrelated to this that I’m currently working on that are for @moss-on-tmblr and @sweate-r-weathe-r !

Alex Albon

Arthur leclerc

Carlos sainz

Charles Leclerc

Caden jones oc

Checo Perez

Daniel ricciardo

Esteban ocon

Fernando Alonso

Franco Colapinto

George Russell

Jenson Button

Jack doohan

Kimi raikkonen

Kevin magnussen

Kaycee Thomas oc

Lando Norris

Lewis Hamilton

Logan Sargent

Lance stroll

Leo Mctavish oc

Max verstappen

Mark webbah

Marc Marquez

Mateo Santiago oc

Nico rosberg

Nico Huelkenberg

Oscar piastri

Pierre gasly

Pato o’ward

Sebastian Vettel

Toto wolff

Valtteri Bottas

Yuki tsunoda

Zhou gaunyu

OC driver pairings

Leo and Max

Kaycee and loscar

Charles and Mateo

Caden and Daniel

Luke Hughes

Jack Hughes

Quinn Hughes

Nico hischier

Trevor Zegras

Jamie Drysdale

andrei svechikov

Spike (btvs)

Angle (btvs)

Lance sweets (bones)

Bo duke (dukes of hazzard)

Luke duke (dukes of hazzard)

Dean Winchester (supernatural)

Sam Winchester (supernatural)

Bucky Barnes (marvel)

Steven grant (marvel)

Marc Spector (marvel)

Tyler Owen’s (twister)

Jake seresin (top gun maverick)

Klaus mikealson (the originals)

Elijah mikealson (the originals)

Creatures

Werewolf

Vampire

Ghost

Ghoul

Which/Warlock

Incubus

Mermaid/man

Shifter (any kind)

Demon

Angel

Human

Type of fic

Dark fic

Smut

Angst

Hurt/comfort

Fluff

Sub!reader

Sub!character

Sub!Driver

Dom!reader

Dom!Character

Dom!Driver

X - reader gender neutral

Fem! X reader

Male! X reader

Driver x driver

Polyamory

Treats/smut prompts

M&M’s — “I'm starving, but I want to eat all of you”

Candy corn— "Never trust a man whose smile steals the breath right from your lungs."

Snickers— “This is wrong.” “So wrong.” While continuing to pull at each other's clothes, mind fogged with nothing but lust and arousal.

Milky Way —"Such a good little pup, aren't you?"

Smarties—"Mark me. Mark me so everyone knows who I belong to."

Skittles —“My little slut to ruin.”

Reese’s Pieces—“I want you. I want you with me, on me, and in me.”

Candy apples —“I’m yours. Only yours.”

Gummy worms —“I hate you so much”

Crunch bars —“I never done this before”

Tootsie rolls —“shhh I got you sweet heart just lie back and let me take care of you”

3 Musketeers — “it’s cold and I’m tired. Can you come keep me warm baby?”

Jaw breakers “you like this don’t you baby? The feeling of my fangs brushing against your neck.”

Jolly rancher — “You’ve never even touched yourself?”

Baby Ruth—“I want you to teach me.”

Peanut Butter cups—“Makes me want to wreck you.”

Almond joys/mounds—“what are you an exhibitionist?”

Airheads— “aww look at you turning into the dumb slut I know you are at the sight of my cock”

Laffy Taffy—“I see the way you stare at my thighs come on darling I know you want to”

KitKats— “don’t be a brat and maybe just maybe I’ll let you cum later”

Twix— “don’t look at me, look in the mirror. look in the reflection at your reflection and you’ll see what I see baby”

Reese’s take five—“Behave, I wouldn’t want to have to punish you now.”

Butter fingers —“Can’t you handle it, baby?” “I can-fuck, I can handle it.”

Starburst —“look at them. See how wrecked they look? Isn’t it something? and it’s all from watching you darlin. They like to watch they get off on it and by the way your reacting I’d say you get of from someone watching you take it like the good boy/girl you are”

Sour patch kids— “Act like a brat and I’ll treat you like a brat.” + “Count them for me.”

Sweet tart ropes—“now what would your father do if he found out”

Nerds— “shhh go back to sleep baby I’ll take care of you”

Milk chocolate —“I’m sorry, what was that? I couldn’t hear you over all the noise you were making.”

Dark chocolate—“I can hear how loud your heart is beating and I must say it’s arousing”

White chocolate —“Do that again- Shit, just like that, right there.”

Vero Mango— “you look so good I could just eat you up but you would like that wouldn’t you?”

Desserts/sides

Chocolate Cake —Interlocking your fingers above your head while making out passionately.

Chocolate chip cookies —hate fucking

Brownies—possessive sex

Red velvet cake —public sex

Chocolate covered pretzels —cockwarming after a long day in order to calm down together

Vanilla cake + chocolate icing —gentle comforting sex

Vanilla flavored ice cream —angry sex in the middle of a fight

Chocolate flavored ice cream — oral sex

Kentucky bourbon cake —exhibition + voyeurism

Banana bread —gentle comforting sex

Blueberry Muffins —marking kink

Lemon bars— dads best friend

Oatmeal raisin Cookies —cardiophilia

Strawberry Shortcake —age gap

S’mores— brat taming

Coffee Cake —Thigh riding

Peanut Butter bars—sugar daddy

Fudge—mirror sex + body worship

Peppermint bark— sleepy domestic sex lol

Cinnamon rolls — period sex

Honey buns —alternative reality

Lava cakes — Vore

Rice crispy treats— Enemies to lovers

Strawberry danish— Workplace rivals

Supernatural prompts optional

Having to chase their werewolf S/O around the city like a loose dog during a full moon. Nothing harmful will happen, just making sure they aren't eating out of garbage cans and breaking public property

"A Shapeshifter? Prove it." "I can turn into you." "I see myself in the mirror every day, do someone cool."

"Have you always had fangs, or have I just not been paying attention?"

"Don't let the black eyes fool you, I'm very gentle."

"Just because I'm not a Winchester, doesn't mean I'm a clueless jackass."

"So, have you ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight?" "You're not the devil."

B is a human who told all their friends that they have a vampire significant other. This, of course, is a lie, so they seek out A and beg them to date them so that B won’t be seen as a liar.

“Did it hurt when I fell from heaven?” “That’s . . . that’s not how that line works”

B has had no luck with dating, so A claims that it’s their purpose to get B a partner and they teach B how to flirt.

“Did . . . did you just call me ‘angel’? Like a pet name?”

“It’s kinda comforting to know that there’s someone up there looking over me” “Oh we’re not looking over people. People are boring”

“No ones ever answered my prayers before” “I’m the first one to listen”

“Look at me, you’re not a monster”

“If the cure doesn’t work, will you still love me?”

So do you howl at the moon ?

I am not a homosexual. i am a heterosexual werewolf, [name], who fucks around with other guys

you smell like a wet dog.

i just saw you turn into a giant dog

Character A to Incubus “So are you responsible for my sex dreams at night?” Character B “No that’s all you. You’re a very horny person”

“You're not gonna turn me into a frog?” Character A asks Character B whose a witch

“Can you talk to fish?” Character A asks Character B “what?” Character B asks “well I figured since you’re half fish you can talk to them”

“You're not gonna eat me are you?” Character A asks character B “no i'm not gonna eat you. Unless you want me to eat you”

“Keep your filthy paws off my mate”

“You're not gonna sing a song and sink our boat and kill me are you?” Character A says to the mermaid/merman character B “No. I’m not that type of mermaid/merman”

Welcome to faithshouseofchaos 2k celebration

Sweet tooth/fluff/comfort

Cow tails— “here I figured you were hungry so I made your favorite food”

Blow pops — “you did this all for me oh baby you shouldn’t have”

Dum-Dums “I can help you with that…you know”

Milk duds — "We could just stay like this, cuddling all day, if you want."

Cotton candy—"I know you're struggling right now, and it's okay, okay? We'll get through this."

Sweet tarts — “what did I do to deserve you?”

Swiss rolls —making someone's comfort meal after a long day

Twinkies— staying in bed all day

Zebra cakes — losing a loved one

Nutty buttery’s — acts of service that make your partner happy and loved

Cosmic brownies— picnic date

Ding-Dongs— adopting a pet together

Fluff prompts to choose from

List of “I ain't gonna lie, it's a real weird time for stars to align; last place I would think I would start to fall, I guess I'll call it lowkey meant to be” prompts by dumplingsjinson

Established relationships

cruel ways to push someone away

Reason for there to only be one bed

one bed trope the morning after

your blushing prompts

saying I love you without saying I love you

Careful or I will fall for you

physical affection prompts

subtle physical affection

different ways to kiss someone part one

part two part three

Kissing details

Spicy romance prompt

angst prompts

Angry confessions

Angsty romance

Reactions to making someone cry

I want you pinning prompts

Like a moth to a flame prompt

enemies to lovers

Angry love confessions

hurt/comfort

Exs to lovers

stay prompts

still prompts

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