#who wants to bet 2023 sucks?

[haylee-bb]

*deep inhale*

Ah.

Another giant pile of shit we humans call "a year."

[smut-slut69]

Positions

~Kinktober Masterlist~

Kinktober 2023|Day 3~Positions

Words:1.7k

Pairings: Sanemi x !fem!reader, Obanai x !fem!reader, Tomioka x !fem!reader, Mitsuri x !fem!reader, Tengen x !fem!reader, Tengen x Hina x Makio x Suma x !fem!reader, Shinobu x !fem!reader, Gyomei x !fem! Reader, Rengoku x !fem!reader

Summary: What I think all the Hashira’s (except for Muichiro for obvious reasons) favorite positions are.

Sanemi

Bro is a very very very secret softie

I feel like he loves being in control when he’s with you

Fucking you until you can barely remember your own name

In every position, he can think of

But I think He loves it most when you ride him

Specifically, I think his favorite position is face-off

Like imagine he’s sitting on the side of his bed, you sitting on his dick

Slowly grinding your hips into his

Sanemi’s hands are holding onto your hips tightly

Your own gripping the hairs on the back of his neck

When you two are in this position he can feel every grind of your hips

Sanemi can feel the way your walls squeeze around his cock

Being inside of you just felt so good

But it got so much better when you pulled at his hair, giving you better access to his neck, and ran your pretty lips over his throat

Licking and sucking as his balls clenched

Your pretty lips would work their way up to his ears, biting the flesh there and whispering sweet coos in his ears

“You feel so good inside of me”

“You’re filling me so well baby”

“So deep”

“I want your cum in me so bad”

“Please, cum. Cum inside me”

Obanai

Let’s start off with the fact that if Obanai likes you enough to fuck you

You’re locked in

Like this man would probably end anyone who even looked at you wrong

Obanai cherishes you

Which is why I think his favorite position is Missionary

Now hear me out

Missionary can be boring if not done right

But Obanai

He definitely does it right

Imagine you’re spread out on your bed, head thrown back on your pillows with the most blissed-out expression on your face.

How could you not feel euphoric when Obanai had his fat cock stuffed into your tight little hole.

While you're in your own world

Obanai is above you, his hips acting on memory as he gives you slow, hard strokes.

While his hips moved, his eyes did too. 

Roaming all over you and your body, appreciating his woman.

His eyes would start where you two were connected, watching himself go in and out of your pretty little pussy. Just eyeing the way your juices leaked along his cock. 

Then they would linger on your pretty navel, admiring how your abdominals clenched whenever he stroked into you.

Obanai’s eyes would move to watch your tits bounce up deliciously, admiring your perky nipples

He trailed to your face, smiling at the marks he had previously left on your neck.

Your expression was even prettier than the rest of you

Your eyes were closed and your eyebrows were creased

You were smiling, lips forming an O shape every time his tip kissed your cervix

“You look so pretty like this my love”

“Look at you, all fucked out on my cock”

“You just look like you want me to fill you up”

Tengen

 I’m just going to say this flat out, his favorite position is the mating press.

If you disagree, you suck

It’s perfect when you’re alone with him. 

Like imagine him having you pressed up against your bed

Or anywhere for that matter

Cause come on, you guys are animals, you’ll fuck anywhere

The dining table, the couch, the kitchen counter

But anyway, whatever surface he had you pressed up against, your legs are pressed to your chest, his big hands holding you still as his cock drilled into you 

Your legs were shaking from the sheer force of how hard he was fucking you

I mean, Tengen’s so deep in you that if you looked down you could see the imprint of him in your stomach.

And Tengen could too

It drove him crazy.

“You see me all in your stomach baby”

“I bet you can feel every fucking inch of me”

“Bet you love having me this deep”

Tengen + Makio + Suma + Hina

Now his favorite position when you are alone is the mating press

But when with his wives, He enjoys you riding him, in the cowgirl position

Imagine you’re seated on Tengen’s lap, cock deep and I mean deep inside of you.

Tengens hands are rocking you along him, letting his cock hit that perfect spot in you over and over and over again.

Your hands held your two wives close to your chest as Suma and Makio happily suckled along your breasts, tongues and teeth occasionally coming to tease your nipple.

Hina would be laying beside you all, watching everything happen as she slowly stroked over her own clit until Tengen bade her over

Asking Hina to come over to rub at your clit to fling you faster to your release

“Faster Hina, I can feel her clenching”

“She’s so wet”

“Don’t rub her too hard, you might hurt her!”

“Don’t listen to Suma, fuck her harder, I wanna see her squirt”

Gyomei

Okay . . .this one is a little creative, two words

Falling Warrior

I don’t know why

I just look at Gyomei and picture him absolutely railing me in this exact position and I’m convinced he would love it.

He’s so large and the idea of this just drives me insane

Just imagine you two were naked, kissing sensually on the floor after he had been meditating

Then He’d yank  you up, leaving you practically hanging in his hands

His large hands would guide his cock deep inside of you

The position allows Gyomei to hit that puffy spot on your front walls

You wouldn’t be able to tell if It was the fact you were practically upside down that was making you feel woozy

Or how ridiculously hard he was blowing your back out

Either way, that position would make the both of you cum incredibly hard

Guaranteed

Mitsuri

I’m gonna be completely honest, I have no fucking clue what this is called

So we’re gonna call it the side-by-side and hop straight into imagining it

Just imagine, You and Mitsuri are both in pretty pairs of pajamas

Her shorts are down to her ankles and you’ve soaked through your still-on shorts

You only had two things on your mind 

How incredibly wet Mitsuri was making you with just light circles over your clit

And how to keep up the fast circles you were making on her clit

and you were sure Mitsuri was thinking about the same thing you were

I feel like Mitsuri just enjoys everything about this situation

How close you all are

How she can hear every whimper and moan that came from your throat

How she could feel good while making you feel good

“Oh Y/n, it feels so good”

“Louder, I-I wanna hear you whimper again”

“A-are you gonna cum, wait for me Y/n, I wanna cum with you”

Rengoku

Sweet, sweet Rengoku

Bro’s a sucker for the ballet pose

Imagine his strong hands holding you close to his body

Your other leg barely holding you up

Which you couldn’t really be blamed for

After all, he always hit just the right spot in you at this angle

And you could feel yourself getting closer

The noises in the room would be insane

Like the squelching would go crazy

You usually get wet

But this particular time, all the noise was from how many times Rengoku had cum already

This position turned him on almost too much, hence the amount of cum swishing around inside of you

His stamina was insane and you knew he wasn’t going to stop until he was shooting ghosts

“You’re so Tight Y/n”

“Look at me, I wanna cum again”

“Oh, Y/n I-Im cumming”

Tomioka

Tomioka’s oddly . . .gentle with you 

I feel like contrary to many people’s beliefs

Bro has almost zero experience

But I don’t think that ever stops him from trying his best to please you

He just needs a little help

I’m gonna have to say, his favorite position is the Chair Man

Just imagine you’ve just finished sucking the soul out of this man

He came loads but he was still hard.

After all, he had just watched you eat his cum, how could he not be. 

Tomioka a thousand percent almost lost his mind when you turned around and grasped his cock, settling it at your entrance and sinking down.

It took everything in him not to cum inside of you right then and there

But he took your pleasure into account and felt a pang of guilt in his chest that he hadn’t done anything to make you feel good

“Y/n I- can I touch you”

Your response to that was letting your hand grab onto his

You settled down back onto his body, guiding his hand down your body.

With your hand, you guided his fingers to slip through your slit

Circling around your clit  with his fingers

Tomioka was a fast learner

His fingers were making fast circles of his own in no time

When he felt you cum on his cock, he filled you to the brim

And you had barely even moved

Shinobu

Shinobu’s favorite position is cowgirl

Cowgirl on her face that is

Just imagine you settled on Shinobu’s face, hovering lightly not wanting to hurt her. 

She will definitely get annoyed about that

Lucky for her, she was stronger than you, so pulling your hips down was no problem

You would definitely have to grip the headboard because Shinobu did not wait to dig in

Her tongue is all over you

Flicking on your clit

Swiping through your folds

Fucking into you

She would be doing so much it would almost feel too much

Your body couldn’t help but lift to try and escape the feeling

But once again, Shinobu was so fucking  strong and held you in place over her mouth

So you had no choice but to take it and hold onto the headboard for dear life

While you were enjoying yourself

Shinobu was to.

While one hand was holding you down, the other was between her spread legs where she had her fingers stuffed deep into her cunt

Once she has you in that position, trust you’re not leaving until she’s done with you

Meaning you’ll be done within the next 4 rounds or so

Sorry for any spelling mistakes, hope you enjoyed!

[thenighttrain]

it really sucks how reputation felt like it was us and taylor against the world and now everyone is suddenly claiming to be a rep stan. i see my old classmates in rep outfits even though they didn’t care about taylor until 2023. i see new fans act like reputation changed their life when i bet half of them were the reason why taylor wrote reputation. the reputation set at my eras show had the loudest cheers, even though i struggled to find anyone who wanted to go to rep tour with me. i wish i could gatekeep!!!

[shuhwaa]

Giselle | Handcuffs [M]

Kinkmas 2023 - Day 17 Aespa Giselle x fem!reader words: ~700 genre: smut (dom!Giselle, reader is handcuffed, marking, oral (reader receiving), she calls reader princess) warnings: none

You find a flicker of amusement in her eyes when she watches you struggle, tearing at the handcuffs she had just put on you and then quickly giving up with a whimper as the metal puts too much pressure on your wrists.

"This was such a good idea, princess..." Aeri mutters under her breath as she reaches out and caresses your cheek with her palm. It had been you who brought it up - that you've been thinking it might be fun if she'd cuff you to the bed and has her way with you, but at the time you didn't think she'd actually be this quick to put your mindless thought into reality. However, now that you're lying here, bare skinned and unable to move around much, you find yourself agreeing with her. Even just the thought of how much power she has over you right now makes a shiver run down your spine, and she smiles as she notices your reaction.

"What?" Your girlfriend leans in to whisper in your ear, her lips almost touching you. "Are you that excited thinking about all the things I could do to you in that position?"

"Y-yes..." you admit, doe eyes looking up at her as she brings some distance between you two in order to get a proper look at your face.

"You're so cute," she mutters, thumb brushing over your mouth now as she mindlessly sinks her teeth into her bottom lip. And then she comes closer to place a light but lingering kiss onto your lips. "I'll make you feel good, princess." You gulp at her words, and when she starts trailing kisses down your throat you throw your head back. Her hands roaming your body, you can tell she's worked up over the situation as well, and everytime her teeth impatiently graze your skin, you whine at the sensation, and also because you want more. 

"Aeri..." you moan her name as she sucks a mark onto your chest, earning yourself a chuckle in response, and once she's satisfied with the mark she's put on you, she looks up, smiling at you.

"What? Does it feel good?" she asks, adding, "To know I can do whatever I want with you?"

"Y-yes...!" You earn yourself another kiss to the mark she has just finished, and then she moves on to trail kisses down your stomach, until she's reached your core. Throwing your legs over her shoulders, she gives you another intense look, whispering,

"I bet you taste even sweeter like this." And just as you feel heat rushing through your whole body upon hearing her say those words, she dives in and the sensation of her slowly licking up a stripe has you shivering underneath her. She hums at your taste and then continues her ministrations, soft touches making you whine but eventually they leave you longing for more.

"B-baby... please... m-more..." you find yourself begging, and your girlfriend shoots you an amused gaze that you almost don't catch. You clench your fists, digging your nails into your palms as you furrow your eyebrows and show her a desperate look. And when she grabs onto your hips more tightly in response, almost clawing at your flesh and she applies more pressure to the way she's licking up your juices, you think you're going to go crazy. She alternates between letting the tip of her tongue draw shapes onto your clit and dipping her wet muscle inside you, just a little deeper with every repetition, and the sensation makes your head spin.

"B-babe... can't t-take it anymore... gonna... gonna cum...." you sputter mostly incoherent words as she's bringing you closer to your high, and the vibrations sent up your core as she hums in response make you tremble. Just a few more repetitions of her movements, and you feel yourself clenching around her tongue, and the pain from tearing at the handcuffs only adds to your pleasure. You moan her name throughout your orgasm, and she fucks you right through it, placing kisses along the insides of your thighs once you've come down from it and are trying to catch your breath.

"Cumming on nothing but my tongue, hm?" she teases you as she crawls back up, cupping your face and leaning in to let you taste yourself on her lips. "I feel like we should do this handcuff thing more often."

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━━ ✶✶˖° 𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗢𝗡𝗘 | 𝗡𝟰𝗦.

𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴(𝘀) ━ 2019 to 2023!f1 grid x driver!female oc

𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 ━ arabella talks about her past on her first appearance on drive to survive and attends her first formula one gala on melbourne

𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲 ━ 2019, 24 march

𝗹𝗼𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 ━ melbourne, australia

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ━ only cursing i believe

𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲 ━ I wrote the fic a little over a year ago when I started to like f1 so the first chapters sucks, this one specially it’s short and doesn’t happens much on it but it’s a start. It will get better and more dramatic, you will see 😮‍💨

𝘁𝗮𝗴𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁 ━ @namgification @burberryfilms @d3kstar @omgsuperstarg

• — need for speed’s masterlist

"ARE you nervous?" At the cameraman's question, the girl dressed in red looked up but didn’t raise her head.

“Why?” English slid across her tongue mixed with a soft spanish accent. Her accent was not as pronounced as the other two hispanic drivers, but if you listened carefully, you could hear it clearly “Do I look nervous?”.

“No, no, no, you look very good” The man was quick to shake his head at her, making her smile slyly.

“Damn right I do” The staff laughed at the girl's self-centeredness when she moved in her seat in a more comfortable position and looked directly at the camera raising both eyebrows.

The coordinator approached the cameraman and looked at her with a slight smile "Okay, Arabella. Are you ready?”.

Releasing an affirmative 'Mmmh' she straightened her back again. She placed her right leg over her left thigh and gripped her ankle, leaning forward slightly in the chair.

"Introduce yourself and we'll proceed to the questions, then you can leave" The girl, still a little surprised to find herself there, nodded and began to play with the silver chain that hung around her neck.

It had been five months since she had signed with Ferrari to enter Formula One and she still couldn't believe it, despite being in a room sitting in front of a dark background with thousands of eyes looking at her and cameras recording her as she told her story so that came out in a Netflix documentary like she was a rock star or something.

It was fucking crazy.

“I'm Arabella Torres and I’m a driver for Scuderia Ferrari” She smiled without showing her teeth and looked at the woman who would ask the questions, who made a gesture encouraging her to continue “I was born in Madrid, Spain and I've always wanted to be a Formula One driver. It's been five months since I've done it and, uhm, I still can’t believe this isn't a dream”.

“At what age did you start driving?”.

“Officially?” She asked and the director laughed while the interviewer nodded “At nine years old. When I was seven I was given my first kart, well actually it was for my little brother, Oliver, who is now a motorcycle driver, but he was very young and was more interested in Pokémon than cars. Anyway, I took over the go-kart and started racing 'illegally'” She made quotation marks with the index and middle fingers of both hands and laughed “I raced against other kids at the go-kart track that they put on at fairs every spring and summer in my neighborhood. Parents bet money against their children”.

There were several laughs and she smiled, shrugging her shoulders.

“When I was nine years old, my father signed me up for the Spanish Karting Championship. I won” She made a face of obviousness raising both eyebrows. "After that I began to climb categories. I won all the races. I remember thinking that it was very boring because everyone was very slow and it bored me, it was very easy to win.

“Is that why they call you 'Speedy'?” The blonde, brown-eyed woman shuffled some papers she held in her hands as she crossed her leg over the other.

She pursed her lips. "A narrator from the European Championship called me that. It was in... 2012, I think? I don't know. I finished the race almost two minutes ahead of the second driver, I was the fastest by a lot. I broke the international speed record for the category. I remember I didn't know what it meant because I didn't know much English at the time and I got offended when people started calling me that, I thought they were making fun of me”.

"Poor thing," she let out an empathetic laugh, "Of course, you were only twelve years old at the time and you had never left Spain, right?”.

“Never”.

"Do you like to go fast? As you said, they were very slow and you got bored”.

"I love going fast," She took a deep breath with a big smile on her face, "I feel the need, the need for speed."

“I feel the need, the need for speed!” They all repeated the phrase in unison making her laugh.

"Okay, let's see..." She bit her lip looking for the next question, as soon as she read it she frowned but read it anyway "What is it like to be a woman in this sport? To be the only female driver in Formula One?" One?.

A snort escaped from between her full lips, “That question….”

"How many times have they asked you this?"

“I haven't counted them but I've only been in Formula One for five months and I'm sick of that question already.” She rubbed her forehead and licked her lips before letting out a sigh. “But okay, I'll answer. Whatever” she shrugged unwillingly and the others laughed making her smile “As a child I had no friends. At school they didn't want to hang out with me because I was the weird car girl who sometimes skipped classes to go to competitions, even many of my teachers didn't treat me well for it.

The interviewer looked at her with her mouth open in amazement and Arabella nodded as if to say "It's true, believe it”

“They were angry with me because I didn't go to their classes because maybe I had a championship in a city 500km away and I couldn't go to school in three days. Sometimes they would ask me "Arabella, why are you wasting your time with that?" or "Arabella, you're a girl, that's for boys" and I would get angry because, who were they to tell me what I should do with my life? I thought "my parents have given me permission" and that's all that mattered to me, that my parents agreed and supported me” She adjusted the belt of the red jumpsuit and continued “As for Formula One, I'm not going to lie, it’s hard. Not because of the job itself but because of the people, all those people who criticize me for just being a woman and overestimate me as if I didn't know how to use a car, it's the most difficult thing”.

“Do they send you a lot of hateful messages on social media?”

She clucked her tongue with a wry smile hanging on her lips. "And death threats. I don't give a shit though– oh wait!” She ran her hand up to her mouth and wide-eyed looked around her “Can I swear?”.

The director along with her manager, sitting behind some televisions a few meters away, agreed with a laugh.

She sighed in relief and smirked, "Ah, so.....shit, I don't give a shit. People can say what they want, after all they're sitting at home and I'm the one being paid to drive a fucking Ferrari”.

She looked away from the woman and winked at the camera, the technician blushed and inadvertently turned the angle ever so slightly.

“Tell me about your family. How is your life now that you have got an eight million dollar contract? Because as far as I know, you didn't have a lot of money growing up, right?”.

She turned her gaze to her "Yes, that's true. My parents worked as cashier in supermarkets and we didn't have a lot of money. We had to sell the house because the bills and debts were piling up. After that we moved in with my paternal grandparents and lived with them for a couple of years until we moved to the coast to live with my maternal grandparents. It was difficult because we were eight people living in a five-bedroom house in which the only source of income was my parents. I almost never saw them, they went to work in the morning and came back at night. My grandmother raised me and my brother, that was when I was six years old.” She clenched her jaw and blinked several times, trying not to cry. Her family didn’t have a very good time as far as money was concerned.

She swallowed back tears and continued “When I started winning races, I started making money and with that I helped out at home. We could eat better, my grandmother was in poor health so we could pay for her medicines too, school materials and bills but still most of the money went on trips to the competitions so it was still a bit difficult to pay for things. When I started in Formula 3 I began to earn more money and paid most of my parents' debts, then in Formula 2 I paid my grandparents' debts and house and some other things to my aunts. Now that I earn so much money I have been able to buy a house for myself and I have bought another one for my parents. Now I want to buy one for my grandparents. I want no one in my family to lack anything, ever”.

The lady smiled sadly and nodded. "That's very noble of you. Is that your goal in Formula One, to take care of your family?”.

“It is one of them but not the main one”.

“What is your goal in Formula One?”.

She fixed her gaze on the camera, her face completely changed to a serious and determined one. "Win. I want to be the best, I want to be better than Lewis Hamilton, I want to win the Abu Dhabi Grand Prix.

"Do you think you'll make it?".

"Oh, I know I will." Her right corner rose pulling her full lips into a self-centered half smile. "Even if I have to die for it, I will."

“GOD, my tits are sweating” She complained while her fingers pulled on the corset, trying to unstick it from her skin so some air could pass through.

The boy let out a laugh that he tried to hide with his hand but she heard him. She looked up at him and raised an eyebrow. “Is this funny to you? I'm suffering”.

“It's not every day that I hear that someone's chest is sweating, sorry for laughing” He apologized but she ignored him by pulling at her clothes again. He looked her up and down, delicately observing how the long ferrari red skirt fit around her body, stopping right at her waist letting the corset of the same color expose the skin of her hip.

He wondered where the team's logo was, he had it on his jacket on the side of his chest but the prancing horse wasn’t on her dress.

Without taking his eyes of her, he licked his lips "If it's any consolation, I think you look very pretty."

“Wow, Leclerc” Immediately a flirtatious smile crept across her lips and he rolled his eyes “And here I thought you were going to be rude and not give a compliment to this beautiful lady”.

“Why give you compliments if you already give them to yourself?” He turned his gaze to the window and observed the streets of Melbourne without interest, without a doubt they were not as interesting as the beauty sitting next to her.

A silence filled the car, it wasn't uncomfortable but it was silence and it was killing Charles because he wanted –no, he needed– for her to say something. He needed them to keep talking because he knew that when they got to her gala they were going to snatch her from his arms and he probably wouldn't talk to her again until the next day.

"I think you're very handsome too." With a murmur she broke the silence. Playing with the rings that decorated her fingers and also looked out her window “The suit looks good on you.”

“Thank you, Belle” A feeling of warmth enveloped him and suddenly he felt that the suit was suffocating him. He cleared his throat and shifted in the seat “I heard you recorded with Netflix today, how did it go?”.

She turned her body, with difficulty because of her corset, in the direction of his so that she could better converse with him. She smiled slightly "It was strange?" Her laugh make him smile "I had never done something like this but I liked being able to tell my story and I'm eager for people to see it. I want them to know me for me and not for what the press says or the haters on the internet.

Giving her a somewhat sad smile he took her hand in his and squeezed it affectionately "I'm sure they'll love you."

"Thank you, Charles." Her eyes traveled all over his face as she responded with a grateful smile.

For Arabella, her relationship with her teammate was strange. She knew him from Formula Three but they never spoke because he was older and was always with the boys his age while she only had Mick and Lando as friends since most of the other kids didn't like that there was a girl in Formula Three, much less one that was who was kicking their asses. It was when she started in the Ferrari academy in 2016 that they were introduced to each other but they didn’t hang out too much since he was still affected by the death of his godfather, Jules Bianchi, and she was very focused on finishing her studies to be able to focus on her career better.

Eight months ago, Ferrari was beginning to tease that both would be the next drivers for Formula One, so their managers suggested that they start talking to improve their camaraderie and she couldn't complain, they had a good relationship but it was strange since sometimes there was tension and he had a hard time talking to her, sometimes he seemed shy or cold and that drove her crazy because she only wanted a friend, she didn't have any so being friends with her teammate sounded good.

While for Charles his relationship with Arabella was pleasant or at least it was until a couple of months ago, when he began to look at her with different eyes and he didn’t like that because it was dangerous for both him and her, they would be kicked out of Ferrari because the contract they had signed and Arabella would be massacred on social media, it would be a disaster. Of course, this is speaking in case she also reciprocated his feelings and they started a relationship, but it didn't look like that was going to happen at any time because his teammate didn't even deign to look at him for more than a minute, let alone look at him that way.

He didn't want their friendship to be affected by his little crush, he wanted to be her teammate and her friend, but unfortunately sometimes his feelings got the better of him and he didn't know how to act in front of her so things sometimes became awkward.

“Do you think the sponsors will like me?” Her question caught his attention, taking him away from her thoughts. He looked at her and for a moment he swore he saw a small, insecure girl.

He caressed the back of her hand with his thumb and smiled at her "They're going to love you, like everyone else and if not better for me then”.

She let go of his hand, much to his dismay, and gave him a little push on his arm, making him laugh in amusement.

Suddenly screams began to be heard outside the car, drawing the attention of both drivers. Each one looked out their respective window, amazed to see fans crowded at the door of the hotel where the small gala for the beginning of the season would be held.

"We have arrived" The driver informed them, drawing their attention; they didn’t even remembered that there was a third person in the car.

They looked at each other. Charles took a deep breath, placing his hand on the door handle "Wait here, I'll help you down."

“There‘s no need...”

“Yes, there is” And with that he got out of the car, the screams increased.

The girl took a breath and began to play with the pearl necklace that decorated her neck.

“Hostia puta” Muttered to herself in her native language before sighing and putting a smile on her face. Holy shit.

Just in time the door opened revealing her teammate. He extended his hand towards her offering support, she looked into his eyes and nodded ever so slightly to herself before sliding her hand over his. As soon as she got out of the car, the flashes blinded her and the screams left her deaf for a few seconds until Charles began to pull her towards the hotel door.

She smiled at the cameras and let herself be carried away by the monegasque, who took her arm and wrapped it in his own before leaning towards her ear. His lips lightly brushing against his ear “You're doing so good”

Her body froze, why she suddenly had goosebumps?.

The brown haired boy walked away from her although he was still at a quite questionable distance and locked eyes with her. Arabella frowned slightly, getting lost in his green eyes so light that they seemed transparent unlike her own, which were assimilated to fresh grass.

What was happening?.

“Bella!” Daniel Ricciardo exclaimed as soon as he saw them, interrupting whatever was happening between them. The younger two turned in the direction of the voice, finding themselves with a small group made up of some of their fellow drivers.

“Danny” The girl smiled, letting go of her teammate to head towards the others. Immediately the middle child of the Leclercs felt a sting in his chest when he saw her leaving, but then was distracted when he saw something shining on the girl's lower back.

'FERRARI'

The team's name in capital letters danced with every step the girl took, written in sparkling gems on the skirt of her dress not far from her butt.

“Mon dieu” He breathed out through his nose, shaking his head. It was going to be a very long night. My god.

“I don't know if it's legal for you to drink alcohol in this country” The spaniard male looked with concern at the glass of champagne that was dancing between his compatriot's delicate hands.

"Don't worry, I asked Ricciardo and he said the minimum age here is eighteen” She pursed her plump lips in a smile and brought the glass to her mouth, finishing off the golden liquid in one gulp. She wrinkled his nose “Esto es un coñazo.” This is so fucking boring.

Sainz let out a small laugh behind his glass. “Yes, it is.”

“Ah, I know!” A gasp came out of her mouth and her gaze lit up, which scared the McLaren driver who looked at her with terror “We should escape”.

“No no no no. Don't even think about it, Bella” He left the glass on the bar where they were leaning while he shook his head repeatedly.

A pout appeared on her lips, painted red as her dress “Oh, come on! Please, Carlos” She began to fix the boy's suit as if it wasn’t perfectly ironed, she squinted at him “Tell me you wouldn't eat a hamburger from McDonalds instead of this fucking appetizers that feels like you're eating cardboard”.

He looked at her interested and she smiled, he was going to accept. He opened his mouth to respond but was interrupted by the arrival of the monegasque.

He looked at the girl's hands on the older man's chest and frowned. "What are you doing?"

“She's seducing me” The black-haired man murmured in english, earning a pinch from the girl “Oh! Hija de–“ Son of (a bitch).

“We were talking about going to eat something real and not this” She picked up a appetizer that was next to her with a disgusted expression before turning to Charles to look at him curiously “Do you want to come? It seems that Carlitos doesn't want to come with me”.

To be alone with her? In that dress of hers? Without thinking he answered yes and she stuck her tongue out at Carlos, who rolled his eyes.

“If you leave, you should go to your hotel, to sleep and nothing else” Carlos opened his eyes widely and set his tone in the last sentence, insinuating something.

"How boring," She twisted her mouth before taking 16's hand, taking him by surprise "See you, Carlitos. Have a good time, eh”.

In response, the older man gave her the middle finger to which she laughed before beginning to pull her teammate, who looked at the older man over his shoulder.

—Careful— Who with his index and ring fingers pointed to his eyes and then to them as if to say "I'm keeping an eye on you."

An hour and a half later they were both sitting on the hood of a Ferrari devouring some hamburgers while looking at Melbourne from a viewpoint that Daniel had advised Arabella to visit.

“Will we get in trouble for this?” Guilt had begun to form in the female driver’s stomach. What if they got into serious trouble for having escaped? Or worse, what if she got Charles into trouble?.

Even without swallowing his burger and with sauce on the corner of his mouth, he gave him a toothless smile “If we do it, it's worth it. Dieu, those appetizers were horrible”. God.

She laughed thinking he looked adorable, she looked down at the burger in her hands and took another bite.

“Don't worry, we already talked to all the sponsors” Seeing her still worried, he dropped the hamburger on his lap and took her chin in his huge hand, making her turn her face to look at him “We did our job. They will tell us nothing. Calm down, okay?”.

Since she didn't answer, he got closer to her and leaned his hand up to her, forcing her to look up at him "Okay?"

She let out an affirmative "Mmmh" finally looking into his eyes. And suddenly everything stopped: the lights, the noise of the cars, the air moving the trees, the voice of Harry Styles singing the chorus of "Lights Up" from the car radio. Everything, everything stopped and began to move in slow motion when Charles, cautious, began to approach her while her gaze began to run a marathon between her lips and her eyes.

And then everything exploded, everything came to life again at a speed faster than the cars they drives for a living as soon as their lips collided. As cliche as it sounded, Arabella felt fireworks explode around her as the hand holding her chin slid to her throat, Charles's other hand wrapped around her waist pulling her closer. The hamburger she was holding in her hands fell to the ground when she let go of it to bring her hands to the boy's hair, she let out a moan into his mouth when the hand on her neck squeezed in response.

They broke apart as her lungs began to scream for air, Charles resting his forehead on hers before tucking an unruly lock of hair that was covering her face behind her ear. She watched him silently while trying to catch her breath.

He smiled, kissing her forehead to which she let out a sigh, closing her eyes. "This, for this we can get into trouble."

She felt him pull her lips away from her skin and almost moaned in protest but she decided to shut up when he brought their foreheads together again and looked at her so intensely that she felt like she could see into his soul.

“If I get into trouble for you, it's worth it. You are worth it”.

[melinoelliones]

You and Abby were never the closest, if anything Mel made you despise the girl, so how did you end up in her bed?

MINORS DNI/AGELESS BLOGS DNI/ANTI DC DNI/18+

Kinktober 2023 Masterlist

Warnings: Fingering, cursing, praise, enemies to lovers if you squint, pussy eating, cum eating!! fem reader

1.5k words

This was so rushed, please forgive me Abby lovers, I am one of you I promise, I will do better next time!!!! I have many more Abby pieces comin.

“Well would you look at that, your underwear is soaked yet you said you hate me”? The girl chuckled, never taking her eyes off of you as you scowled. “You think you’re funny?”, “Not really, but I do think I know a girl begging for my touch when I see one”

You and Abby were never the closest to each other, you met through Manny but only really had very surface level conversations. Yet here you were, in the room they shared down to your intimates with her while Manny left to grab food, who would’ve guessed.

“You can just give in you know”, “I bet that's what you’d want” you spat, her eyebrows rising in shock as a smirk emerged on her face, “Spicy one aren’t ya, I like that, but let’s see how long it lasts huh?”.

Before you could even get a word out she was already on top of you, her knee between your legs, pressing ever so softly on your sensitive core resulting in a small moan from you. 

“Oh, you like that?” Abby teased, shifting her weight onto that knee to help soothe the ache, your eyes avoiding hers. “Oh c’mon, no need to be so shy” she cooed, your face heating up as hers moved closer.

“Who said I’m shy?” you stuttered, your cheeks heating up slightly, “hmm I don’t know, the fact that you can’t even look me in the eye says enough dontcha think?”. Abby always had that effect on you, you always tried to brush it off but yet it always came back, she made you overly nervous but you always found yourself gravitating to her, even if Mel warned you about her.

Before you could even think of a rebuttal Abby shifted back to sit on her knees, her happy trail on display as your eyes wandered her body. All she had on was a pair of boxer shorts and a sports bra but fuck she looked so good, almost effortlessly. “Like what you see?”, “Oh, shut up” you sighed sarcastically, rolling your eyes as she smoothed back her signature braid before placing herself between your thighs, her knee still wet from your underwear.

“Abby I~” “Don’t worry, I’m here” she reassured, trailing sweet kisses along your inner thighs, nibbling down on your pillowy skin as it melted at her touch. She knew it was your first time, you guys had discussed it while Manny was there, that may or may not have been the reason why he suddenly was ‘so hungry’ and ‘needed to go get everyone food’.

You felt as her kisses inched closer and closer to the source of the burning heat between your legs, your heartbeat fastening with every passing second before you felt her fingers tug at the fabric covering you. “Let's take these off, is that okay?” she asked, wanting to make sure you were still up to this. 

She observed you hesitate slightly before nodding, it wasn't as if you didn’t want this, it was actually quite the opposite but the nerves were still there. “Just like that?” she smiled sincerely, entangling damp thin fabric around her fingers, sliding them off to reveal the sopping messing before her, it almost glistening as she took a breath.

“Fuuck, well would you look at that” she groaned, shaking the smirk off her face as she dived right in, coating your slick folds in her saliva before placing her soft lips around your clit, the warmth from them sending the softest of shivers down your body. 

Abby lapped her tongue around your throbbing bud, sucking on it every so often as to never neglect it, “I~It feels so good” you moaned, earning yourself a chuckle from her against your skin. “Oh I bet it does” she grumbled against you, pulling away to look at your heated face.

“You’re basically dripping” the girl grinned, using her forefingers to part your lips as she took in the sight of your precum leak out from you, her eyebrows furrowing in desire as she took in the sight before her. She wanted nothing more than to absolutely devour you whole, tongue fuck you till your body had nothing else to give, but maybe not for your first time.

“I’ll take it slow okay?” she glowed, slipping a single digit into you with no effort, your body taking her so well. She took her time with you, slowly gliding it in and out of you, “Abby please” you whined wanting more.

“Please what? C’mon you got it, tell me what you want” she looked up at you, she wanted to hear you say it, say how much you want her to fuck you with more fingers, one was never enough was it. “I can’t help you if you don’t”. 

Swallowing your pride you spoke up, “P~Please, Abby I need more”, “as you wish princess” she teased, wasting no time in sliding another finger in, bringing another whine from you to the surface, turning her on even more. She loved the sound of your needy voice asking her for anything, she knew that took a lot.

Your body attempted to toss and turn as while filled you with her fingers, she was knuckles deep as her tips grazed your sweet spot. Holding your hips with her spare hand you cried, “Abby I’m so c~cl” “hang on for me” she cut you off, not wanting you to cum like this.

“What are yo~ fuuuck fuck” you mewled, rolling your head back into the pillow as she latched herself back onto your swollen clit, flicking the tip of her tongue against it before suckling on it. The girl was almost as heated as you at this point, her eyes half lidded while taking care of you.

Abby chuckled to herself as she felt your hands against her head, pulling her into you as close as you could, at this point you were desperate for her to help you reach the end. “Aha, easy tiger” she growled, the vibrations of her words helping you edge closer and closer.

Your body was at its limit, your hips rolling against the girls fingers as she fastened the pace of her fingers, practically pounding at your sweet spot as you choked out pure curses and whimpers, “go on, I know you wanna” she murmured between breaths, knowing exactly what you needed.

As if on cue you came, the burn in your stomach cooling itself off little by little as you painted her fingers white with your release. “Atta girl” she praised you, slowing down the pace of her fingers just enough to let you ride out your orgasm, also not wanting to let any of your arousal seep out.

Abby rose to her knees as she watched your body relaxed below her, your eyes full of nothing but lust and high as they met hers, you were just perfect. “Well would you look at that”, she announced, burrowing her digits in your sensitive cunt one last time to catch every last drop of you, rising them up to show you before sucking you off them. She was now hooked on the taste of you, even if it was the first time, not that you’d want any other conclusion of course. 

As you attempted to sit up your thighs trembled, knocking you back down sharply. “Easy there, I got you” she cooed, helping you back against the headboard whilst settling beside you, pulling the covers over the both of you as you thanked her.

“I think it’s only right that you get a taste too” Abby smirked, pulling your face towards her till your lips met. With your pride already down the drain you took the first move, slipping your tongue into hers, she was not expecting for you to take that leap. A moan from you rolled into her mouth whilst as she deepened the kiss, not wanting to let you to have all the fun, the flavour of you coming from her mouth sending you into overdrive.

As the kiss started to heaten up you both jumped, the noise of the door unlocking snapping the two of you out of the trance, a trail of saliva still connecting you to as she pulled back. Shouting emerged as you heard the door open and close, “Aye sorry I took so long, I couldn’t cut in line this tim~” Manny cut himself off, his eyes darting straight to the soiled underwear on the floor, then to the both of you huddled under Abby’s sheets.

“Am I interrupting somethin~” “no you’re fine we were just er, chilling” the girl protested however Manny was no idiot, “right….. Well, foods on the counter” he laughed, backing away to the kitchen. “Just to let you know, you’re a bad fuckin liar” he jested, plopping himself on his bed with no care in the world.

Abby had no intention of letting him get in the way of what you guys were doing, the curtain on her bedframe had more than one use and she intended to show you, the night was only just beginning.

[paperjamzz]

so I kinda wanted to talk about how I felt about the whole thing with biter soot, this is prob gonna be me just ranting to the void so feel free to ignore

ok first of all i don’t support the Brighton biter like, at all.

I haven’t really talked about it because alot of what I would want to say has probably been said by someone else In a smarter way, obviously if you haven’t already, go listen to his actual victims talk about their experiences,

ok here we go:

I guess I kinda just feel betrayed? Lied to? He was one of my role models, I thought he was so cool and funny, all for him to turn around and for it all to just be a lie. Now I look back at 2022 and 2023 and I realize he didn’t just stream as little as he did because he was a busy guy or something, no, he had us all wrapped around his finger he would only ever stream when he needed a quick buck, and we all flocked to his streams and we made tik toks with clips from the streams and in between the streams we would beg him to come back and do another stream.

And now we found out that we were just numbers to him, we weren’t people who looked up to him and thought he was the coolest, we were just wallets to him.

Now we found out that he was a two faced, liar! He always put on the mask of being a cool funny guy on camera only to turn around and be an abusive dick-wad! To alot of people! Shuble might have been the only one to come out about it but I’d be willing to bet that alot more people have story’s about him.

hell! He admitted on stream that he threw an apple full speed at Technoblades arm where he had just had surgery! Why the hell did we all just ignore how much of a red flag that was!

and it fucking sucks! I loved sbi and crime boys content, I read Sbi fanfics every night before I went to bed for two fucking years straight! I would watch so.many. twins duo, crime boys and sand duo compilations on tik tok!

I know alot of people (me included) used making/consuming fan content of sbi to keep the memory of Technoblade alive, and now it all just feels so…tainted.

I guess all this to say: I don’t miss him or who he was, I miss who we all thought he was

[couldawouldashoulda50]

Toi et Moi

A/N - Happy Birthday yesterday @leafs-lover - this is my fic for your birthday celebration. It’s waaaay longer than I had planned (11+k words) but I wanted to try and get some previous ideas pulled together into one fic.  This still falls under William Nylander and the reader who is a global super-star in her own right.  

I’m sorry - I can only write about Willy Styles for now but I’m starting to have some thirsty thoughts about a handful of other players; I plan to keep broadening my horizons 🙂

I hope you like this regardless.  

Warnings: 18+ content, general smut (p in v, oral m receiving), swearing, pregnant reader feeling insecure, discussions of jealousy

November, 2023 - Stockholm

“Fuck….William…” you pant.  “Oh…my…god…. – oh no…shit - what time is it?”

“We’re good - we got time” William grunts as he continues to buck his hips, pounding his cock deep into you.  “Fuck Y/N….you feel too fuckin’ good”.

You and William finally had a couple of hours to spend alone together after days of him being in the spotlight during the Leafs visit to Stockholm for the NHL Global Series.   With the first game against Detroit behind them, William had once again been thrust into the eye of the media hurricane that ensued after his 3 point showing.  His goal and two assists helped the Leafs win a come from behind game which only helped to bolster the overall frenzy over William’s (and the other Swedish members from the 4 teams) return to Sweden. 

While William, the team, and the WAGs that came along on the trip stayed at a luxury hotel in the city, you opted to stay at the apartment where you and William now consider “home-base” during the off-season; it was the safest bet for you to remain away from the cameras that were all but guaranteed to be following William this week. The apartment is, by far, one of the happiest places on earth for you and you had been looking forward to coming back to it, albeit a a different time of year.  The times that William and you have spent together in this space are nothing short of perfection and the present moment, with William underneath you, was certainly no exception.

William’s hands move skilfully around your body as your hips rock back and forth, grinding and forcing his cock deeply inside of you.  You catch William watching you; his expression is a mix of deep desire and ultimate pleasure and he smiles at you when your eyes lock on each other.  

“Fuck, William….” you sigh as the corners of your lips form a tiny smirk, followed by a full grin.  Your mouth drops open as the tip of his cock, coupled with his thick girth, hits the perfect spot while stretching you just right; your walls respond by gripping his cock even tighter.  You can feel a fresh release of slickness seep from your core and a distinct groan comes from William as thrusts become faster and harder.   

He sits up and kisses you madly; in doing so, you slide further down taking his entire length inside of you.  A jolt of pleasure shoots up through your body and you can’t help but to tightly grab a fistful of William’s hair as you bury your face in the crook of his neck.  It feels like you - your whole body is dangling from a cliff and you grasp at his body like he’s your only saviour.

What William doesn’t say with words during these moments, he more than makes up for it with a symphony of the most sensual and erotic sounds.  Normally every grunt, moan and growl that’s forced through his gritted teeth shows you what you do to him and you, in turn, close your eyes and allow yourself to completely melt into him.  

In this moment however, thoughts in your mind begin to converge between feeling the ultimate pleasure with the love of your life and uncertainty that swirls in your mind with William’s new heights with his celebrity.

You desperately try to stay in the moment with William as he sucks on your earlobe, sending another high-voltage shock through your body.  

You press your forehead against his jawline and graze your lips against the base of his muscular neck, mouthing the words “I love you” over and over against his skin.  You taste the delicious salt of his skin as you leave open mouthed kisses along his shoulder blades and over his collar bone.  

William’s strong arms have you fully enveloped, pulling you into him even closer, he pumps his cock upwards into you.  The slapping sound of William driving into you grows even louder, echoing alongside your strained cries throughout the entire apartment.   Your ass, tits and thighs give way to the ripple effect of each powerful thrust; your body’s reflection in a nearby full length mirror is on full display and it catches William’s gaze.  He watches you in the mirror as you ride and grind his cock with such fervent passion that he loses complete control and erupts deep within you, grunting and groaning with each twitch from the after effects of his orgasm.  He holds you in place for a moment, and once his lips find yours again, he kisses you deeply, releasing a long moan into your mouth as his hands glide effortlessly over your glistening skin.

“Shit, I came before you didn’t I?” he said, huffing breathlessly, his lips still pressed against yours.  His hands move up to your face, brushing some of your sweaty tendrils away from your face.  

He looks at you and smiles; his thumbs lightly stroke the delicate skin on either side of your mouth.

“You’re so fucking unbelievably beautiful…”

You bashfully smile, looking down from his gaze…your eyes landing on the shine of his thick chain around his broad neck.  “So are you,” you said softly.

You can feel William’s cock softening, still inside of you.  His seed begins to drip from your entrance but he remains holding you in place on top of his lap. 

“You ok?  I know we don’t have a ton of time right now to take care of you… but you know I’ll make this up to you, right?” William said gently.

“Mmmm-hmmm…you know you give me multiple orgasms regularly…I think I can let this one go” you said jokingly, followed by a soft kiss on his mouth.  

“But are you doing ok?  I know been a fucking circus since I got here…and I know I’m kind of being pulled in all different directions - ” 

“William” you gently interrupt him, cupping his face and smiling.  “This is such a huge moment for you…for every Swede on all the teams.  I’m just so fucking proud of you, I could almost burst.  And to watch your family get to see what you do…live…at home in Sweden - it’s fucking amazing.  This is a once in a lifetime thing, and I want you to take in as much as you can.  Trust me, I’ve loved watching every single moment of what’s happened here.”

William kisses you again, and helps you slide off his lap, murmuring words of love to you. He helps you onto your side, his arms wrap around you and you nestle your face into his chest.

“I sort of wish our relationship was more out in the open now though - I feel bad that you’re always sort of in the background and not out taking pictures with me” William confessed.

Since you and William officially began dating, both of your ultra-private tendencies kicked into high gear.  It’s not always been easy; when William is asked about any part of his personal life, he averts spilling any details except for a few crumbs about Pablo and Banksy, friends and family.  You have done the same during interviews and have become a master at giving answers with no real details associated with them.  It’s worked well for the most part, allowing your relationship to flourish without being under a microscope.  You were able to date, move in together, become engaged, get pregnant and married without a whiff to anyone that didn’t respect your right to privacy.  Up to this point, neither of you seemed to be in a rush to make your joint lives public; you both lived by the adage “if it ain’t broke, don’t fix it” and it has led to a happy and harmonious life so far.  

Until now, that is.

Prior to arriving in Sweden, you thought long and hard about remaining in the background during the week, despite being involved in some of the more publicized events that would occur during the week. You were one of the primary investors in the “Börje” docuseries that was premiering early in the week, however, you opted to be dropped off at the back entrance of the theatre, while William, his teammates and his family took pictures together in the front.  It was during these photo ops that William began to feel very strongly that no matter the recourse with the media and the public, he wanted you next to him. 

You had also begun to wish you hadn’t covered-up and protected your relationship as much as you had now.  One of the biggest moments of his life, and you, his wife, pregnant with your first child, was nowhere to be seen, at least not in the pictures.  You had desperately wanted the attention to remain on the teams at the Global Series, but it now seemed with the sacrifice of your own making, it appeared like you did not exist in his life at all.  You had always thought it was not the “outside world’s” business to know about the details of your personal life but now, to be able to stand with William as part of his world, meant more than keeping everything under wraps.

The nights were even lonelier, leaving William at the hotel and you returning to the apartment without him.  While you were exhausted most of the time, too many thoughts derived from some of your deepest insecurities started to bounce around in your mind, keeping you awake for far too long.  

The pregnancy lately only exacerbated those insecurities.  Prior to leaving for Sweden, you had driven William to one of his last practices and hung out with some of the staff while the team was on the ice.  

While at the rink, you relaxed as you waited leaning back in your chair with your feet up on another, Mitch came into the lounge afterward bellowing a “whoa!  Big Momma’s in the house!  Tone - hey - …c’mere for a sec.”  

Auston enters the room giving you his normal shit-eating grin.  

“Doesn’t she look bigger than yesterday?”

You look at Mitch, your mouth slightly agape, trying to process what in the tom-fuck he’s got going on in his brain, only able to shake your head at the comment.

Auston tries to stifle a chuckle and turns to Mitch “She looks like she’s gonna fuckin kick your ass dude”.

“What?  Well - maybe not bigger…more like thicker…”

Mitch’s comment wouldn’t have bothered you so much if, let’s say, you hadn’t sat in the corner of your massive walk-in closet, hating how you looked in every single item of clothing (that still fit) the night before.  

“That’s essentially the same thing as being bigger - Jesus Mitch” you chuckle.

“You still look good though….look, I was just saying the baby’s getting bigger…” Mitch trails off, trying not to sound too defensive.  

You get up from the chair.  “Awh, Mitchy…it’s all good.  Big Momma still loves you” you said, patting him on the shoulder before walking out of the room.  You overhear Auston chuckling at Mitch saying “you’re such an idiot”.

You see Max (Domi) and give him a quick hug before heading into the washroom for some solitude.  It was these little moments in time - the little innocuous comments that weren't meant to be hurtful but just came out wrong - that badly skewed your perception of yourself when you allowed them to.  Being a performer, with all of its perks - it had dented your self-esteem in ways that you yourself are still trying to comprehend, even after all of these years.

Now that you are in Sweden, you’re acutely aware that there are an impossible number of beautiful women (yes - a Shoresey reference)  just in Stockholm alone, and have yourself convinced that 99.9% of them want your husband.  The way that your mind played out the scenario is that William might want a little taste on the side too.

“Y/N?  Did I lose you or something” William chuckles.

You look up at him and all of his handsome features and suddenly, you feel a pin-prick feeling from your eyes as a tear threatens to fall from the corner.

You hesitated saying anything for a few moments but quickly realized your emotions were getting the better of you.  “Fuck…we don’t have time for this” you quietly said, trying to discreetly wipe your eyes.

“It’s ok - we’ve got time…out with it, what’s going on?” 

You mentally joke that William has said ‘we got time’ already when he was balls deep in you so your radar is now up…he probably has no idea at all.

You paused a bit longer, gathering your thoughts together.  

“I don’t know…I’ve got all of this stupid shit running through my head lately.  I’m trying to get a hold of it but it’s really kind of fucking with me”.  

You try and not let out a sob and try to stop the tears. 

“Try not to judge me for thinking this….every time that I see a beautiful girl within 100 feet of you, I think you’re going to ditch me and run off with her….and given we're here, in the fucking land of the beautiful people…I just can’t get a grip….it’s driving me mental…”, you said, a tiny smile forms through your tears.

William chuckled lightly.  

“Please don’t get me wrong - I do love to see all the attention, all the recognition - all the outpouring of love for you this week.  All those times your character was completely ripped apart in the media coming out of Toronto…it made my blood boil.  I always thought ‘if those people only knew…if they could really see you - how gifted of a player you are, how hard you work, and how good of a person you are…they’d just shut the fuck up’.  But now….I don’t know…I guess now that everyone else has caught up to what your people already knew…and I hate myself a little for saying this but everything seems like it’s completely different now.  I’m feeling so uneasy about all of this…like maybe you’re going to want to be single again…maybe go on a bit of a sex bender, have a different taste of the week…something like that.”

As long as William had known you, he had always been perplexed about the level of self-doubt you had, but seldom revealed.  He could never quite figure out where it all stemmed from.  You were exceptionally talented, hugely successful, extremely intelligent, and had a heart as deep as an ocean.  You were amazing to your family and friends.  William often mused that he has never been loved so passionately by a partner,  nor had someone that was so openly devoted to him.  

All of this, and you were a total knock-out; an absolutely stunning beauty.  William would sometimes lie there quietly as you slept and just watch you breathe.  He tried not to disturb you but as always, he would give into the urge to glide his hand over and around your stomach; his fingers lightly and slowly trailing past your belly-button, and ever so delicately, his middle finger would touch the top of your slit.  His tongue would create a glossy trail along the curve of your breast and would move eagerly to your pointed nipple, lapping and swirling around the peak until he heard the moans escape from your mouth.  

It’s through these moments, touching you - the constant urge of knowing he had to have you, when William hoped you could feel how deep his love for you is.  Spending countless hours, with him talking into your forehead and you into his chest (simply because neither of you were willing to break free from your embrace) he felt you letting your guard down and any doubts kicking around in your head would dissolve.

Tears were beginning to fall steadily, saturating William’s chest.  You hated these moments when you were feeling so vulnerable, especially about William.  

You continued, speaking softly.  “It’s all the changes that are going to happen once Little One arrives.  Just picture it…after the baby’s born….how are you going to feel when you get home from a long road trip and I’m a grumpy mess and the baby’s crying and the dogs are barking, and there’s no food in the house and there’s just shit…everywhere.  This is what greets you when you walk in?  What happens if this…your new home life…drives you to feeling like you want to get out…escape back to your single life…and the first thing you end up doing is diving between some model’s thighs who slipped into your DM’s…”, you lament.  

You finally say “It’s just…with all of this" rubbing the roundness of your belly, “I just don't want to do any of this without you…and I’m having trouble shaking these thoughts,” your voice sounding small, filled with anguish.

William pulled you in even closer, your head rising and falling on his chest with each breath he took.  The wetness from your tears had pooled, trapped between your cheek and William’s chest.  You lift your head, wiping his chest off with your hand and softly pressed kisses along his skin before burying your face back into his body.

“Look Y/N, I get it.  I totally do.  I maybe never said it but I sometimes feel sorta the same thing.  Like, when we were at Lollapalooza, you were up there on stage with all these rock star guys just killin’ it.  I could see the way the guys looked at you, like they were in awe of you.   Like they worshipped you in a way.  I admit it, I got jealous. Like really fucking jealous.  I didn’t know the bands or the songs - fuck, even Linus and Sandy were singing along - I guess I felt like a bit of an idiot.  Like maybe you deserved a lot better than me”.  William plants a long kiss on the top of your head. 

William continued; “I know this stuff scares you and you’re spinning all of these worst case scenarios…do you really believe I’m just going to walk away from you, from our baby, from this life just to fuck other pretty girls?  And I know you’re going to say that it happens all the time…and yeah, it does.  But there’s also couples that are perfect for one another.  I think that’s you and me.”

William lifts your left hand so it’s within your view.  He thumbs your engagement ring that is nestled alongside your wedding band. 

“Toi et Moi…” William said, bringing your hand to his lips.  The duality of the reference makes your heart melt; for you, it not only alludes to the two-stone design of the ring, but the memory those three words hold.

*flashback to July, 2022*

William had first seen the Toi et Moi design vacationing with you and his family in Saint Tropez in the off-season the year prior.  The trip itself was one of the gifts you have given him for his 26th birthday; a trip anywhere he wanted with whomever he wanted.  Once the shock of your generous gift wore off, he barely needed to even think about it; William chose the French Riviera with the most important people in his life.

A few days into the vacation, parents Camilla and Michael departed for a day alone at the beach, followed by a trip to the open air market.  William and Alex had ventured into town while you and the sister contingent of his family stayed back at your villa, relaxing in the sun by the pool.  

The brothers meandered through the streets amongst the many tourists that flocked to the stunning French coastline during the summer.  The trip had been the perfect antidote for Alex; he had recently broken up with his girlfriend and had been testy and grouchy ever since.  Alex was in his element now, being surrounded by beautiful girls in short summer dresses, and he embraced his singledom wholeheartedly.  William ribbed his brother incessantly as Alex was constantly swivelling his head around to survey each girl as they passed by.  They continued on to the shops and cafes that dotted the waterfront, chatting about nothing but laughing at everything.

They stopped at Cafe de Paris which had a street level patio with an amazing view of the port.  The deep blue sky was completely cloudless and save for all the yachts in the harbour, it was hard to distinguish where the water ended and the sky began.    

Once seated under the outdoor canopy, Alex removes his sunglasses and soaks in the view.  

“Fuuuuuck….look at this.  This…is pretty incredible, no?” 

“Yeah, this whole trip has been amazing.  Y/N was a little nervous about going on her first Nylander family vacation but I think it’s going pretty good”, William said while taking in the view.

“I still can’t believe she gave you a trip…a trip for your entire family…just for your birthday.  Fuck dude…it’s not even a ‘big’ birthday”, Alex teases.  “Man, I don’t know what you must do to her….”

William laughs his trademark laugh.

“Scratch that.  I know what you do to her…I’ve heard you two going at it more than once”, Alex said, dripping with sarcasm and rolling his eyes.

“Bit bitter, eh?” William chuckles at his brother’s sour expression.

“Fuck, c’mon man….” Alex said, leaning back in his seat.  “It’s hard not to be a little envious….your girlfriend - she’s famous as fuck, stunning as fuck, rich as fuck.  You’re pretty fucking greedy….you know that?” Alex backhands William’s upper arm.

William laughs even harder.

“She’s also kind as fuck, funny as fuck, talented as fuck, and smart as fuck too…she picked me after all.  It’s the Nylander charm….”, William goads him on, as he backhands Alex’s arm in return.  “Maybe you should try it some time….” 

“Low blow fucker… I’ve heard enough out of you” Alex deadpans, followed by a smirk.

The banter dissipates as they both peruse the drink menu.  

“Ohhhhh yeah….Porn Star Martini” William chuckles.  

“Yeah…it figures you’d go for that, pornstar…seems fitting” Alex said sardonically, his lips curling into a smile afterward.  

“You might want to think about ordering a couple - maybe you need to up your game a little with the laaa-dies”, William said, tongue in cheek.

“Oh my God William - fuuuuuck off….” Alex said, shaking his head.

The server arrives at their table and William orders the drinks for both he and Alex.  The men had decided on a lunch full of rich French fare; Baked Mussels, Croque-Monsieur and Beef Tartar.

The Martinis are going down pretty easy so Alex tells the server to keep them coming.  They have nowhere specific to be, at least not for the next few hours, so they settle in for a relaxed afternoon.  The conversation is typical; they trade notes on their sister’s boyfriends (potential or otherwise), gossip about mutual friends and their ongoing sagas, family drama, and about what the next hockey season may bring.  They continue to people-watch - mostly girls (William’s not really looking - not that much anyway - just helping his brother out) that are out shopping or out sunbathing on the yachts that are moored at the marina.  

After lunch and a few too many beverages, Alex and William decide to move on, needing a walk to sober them up a little.  They take their time strolling along Rue François Sibilli and window-shop the luxury boutiques to see if there’s anything intriguing to buy.

As they continue to wind their way along the narrow streets, William’s phone buzzes with a notification - a text from his sister, Stephanie.  A picture of you and William’s parents appears, standing around the island of the gourmet kitchen in the villa.  You and Michael appear to be prepping food, and Camilla is standing and watching; all of you seem to be mid-laugh.  There are half-full wine glasses near each of you.  

William is entranced by the photo, his heart feels like it could burst with happiness.  

William turns to Alex and shows Alex the picture that Stephanie sent.  Alex smiles faintly saying “Awh…great picture”.  Alex leans in closer and reads Stephanie’s text [in Swedish] “I hope you marry her so we can keep her.  Or we can just vote Alex off the island and she take his spot” 

“Real fucking nice - she’s getting chucked in the pool for that one”, Alex’s slight irritation showing.  William had missed seeing the text, and giggled once he read it.  He felt a little bad for Alex, but he laughed at the expression on his face anyway.

 “I was going to do this after we all got home after our trips but…I think I want to get Y/N something now from the family to say thank-you to her”.  

“Yeah - good idea…..what would she be into - what do you think she’d like?” Alex asked.

“That’s the problem.  I could show up with an old t-shirt of mine wrapped in a paper bag and she’d be over the moon….”, William said.  “Well, maybe not that as a thank you for spending thousands of dollars on our family but you know what I mean…she’s seriously like that though”, William confided.  “I don’t know…I want to get her something that’s really special…something that will always make her remember her first vacation with me…with all of us”.   

“Ha - you are so fucking whipped….” Alex said jokingly as William shot him a warning glance

Alex put up his hands in defence “Don’t get all pissy - I was going to say that she really is awesome...Mom, Dad, the rest of the family - including me…before I get voted off, that is  - she seems to fit right in.  You’re lucky….considering what everyone thought about my last girlfriend, I can tell you that it REALLY fucking sucks to have Mom and Dad disapprove, let alone anyone else in the family.”  

Alex nods in the direction of a jewellery store.  “Get her some jewellery.  Fuck, you cannot go wrong with that”, Alex said.  

They enter the small but elegant boutique, and are greeted by a stylish and attractive young woman.   Her smile widens at the gorgeous Swedes, unintentionally blushing when they return the smile.  

In a demure voice, with a hint of seduction and a distinct French accent, she asks if the men speak English.  They respond yes, and just to catch her attention, Alex adds “Oui” after he responds.  It was a small gesture but it worked…Alex had no trouble getting her to focus on him.  Alex sees from her name tag that her name is Eloise and commits it to his memory.

“What can I help the gentlemen with today?” Eloise asks sweetly.

“Bonjour, Eloise…that’s such a beautiful name” Alex said, appearing more smitten by the second.  “My - my brother’s looking for a gift for his girlfriend”.

Eloise looks at William, and a wide smile appears on her face “You are brothers - ah oui, I can see it now!” she giggles.  

The group chuckles and Eloise smiles at Alex “Je m’excuse…excuse me - un moment” she turns as she heads through a door leading  into the backroom of the store.  The brothers begin to look at the brilliant pieces though the display cases while they hear Eloise faintly talking to someone else in French.

Eloise reappears with another woman, more mature in years than Eloise but equally as beautiful.  Eloise introduces the other associate as Juliette and explains Juliette will be assisting William, while Eloise helps Alex.  It was obvious it was a ploy for Eloise’s attention to remain solely on Alex, and Alex did not mind one bit.

Juliette motions for William to take a seat in one of the plush chairs in front of a glass display case.  She introduces herself and William does the same.  The two make small talk which flows easily.  Eventually the pair shoot a glance toward Eloise and Alex and jointly chuckle.  On the surface, Alex and Eloise appeared to just be looking at different selections of jewellery but their body language told a completely different story.  You could see the temperature rising between them every time they shared a mere glance at one another.

Juliette turns back to William and begins to ask questions about what he’s looking for.

“Eloise tells me you are looking for a gift for your girlfriend…how very lovely,” Juliette gently said, smiling.  “Is it a gift for a special occasion?  Birthday?  Anniversaire - oh, quel est le mot…your Anniversary?”

“It’s meant to be a thank you from me and my family.  She gave us all a trip here to Saint Tropez and I wanted to give her something special to show how much this meant to me…and well, to my family too.” William explains.

“Mon Dieu, that’s wonderful…” Juliette smiled brightly.  “Bien sur, of course…I will help you choose something perfect for your love.  Can you tell me a little more about what she might like?  Diamonds or Gemstones?  Colour of Gold?  Things like that.”

“I’m actually more into jewellery than she is, I think.  I’m really into David Yurman and have been since my Mom gave my brother and I these chains when we were little. So - um, I’m a little more flashy when it comes to jewellery than her”  William smiles.  “When I have seen her wear something for a long period of time, it’s mostly because it has a sentimental meaning behind it.”

“Have you been together for a long time?” Juliette asks.

William thinks for a moment.  “Well, we’ve really only been an ‘official’ couple since last fall, but we’ve known each other since 2016.  It took us a really, really long time to finally be able to be together.  It’s a long story.” William said with a grin.  “She’s a pretty amazing girl”.

Juliette smiles at William.  She can hear it in his voice that he is very much in love.  

“I’m so happy to hear that…I can hear how much you care for her.” Juliette said warmly.

William glances at Eloise and Alex for a moment and laughs to himself at the sight of them; flirting is in full swing between the two with doe eyes being exchanged.  He thinks that’s exactly how you and him look at each other, with the big difference being that he wants you for his forever, not for just a “perfect for right now”.

Having already discussed a budget (which William wasn’t interested in setting any kind of dollar limit), Juliette begins to bring pieces from various collections for William to view.  She lays the velvet boards out in front of him and smiles to herself when she sees his eyes grow wide and bright at the options presented.  

“Oh…wow…this one is interesting.  There’s something really unique about it…” William’s eyes dance as he looks intently at the details of the diamond necklace laid before him.  

“Ah oui - yes, that necklace is a very special piece and is part of the ‘Toi et Moi’ collection, meaning ‘You and Me’ en anglais..in English.  The design has historical importance, especially here in France.  In the 18th century, Napoleon presented Josephine with the very first ‘Toi et Moi’ ring, which we have in various styles in another case over there.  As with this necklace, two lovers are represented by each diamond, and the design, the stones being set together as they are here, represents the two loves meeting,” Juliette explains.  “Toi et Moi - You and Me….it’s very romantic, no?”

“It’s perfect” William said, running his fingers over the white gold setting and along each of the diamonds.  “I know she’ll love it….the history of it even….she’s even fluent in French, so the whole France/Napoleon connection is awesome.”  

“Oh, ma coeur, a girl after my own heart…that is lovely!  A very strong and loving connection, that is what I see you two have, so this necklace is the essence of you both.” 

Juliette couldn’t help it but William had already endeared himself to her.  She could feel his utter devotion to you, and it resonated with Juliette deeply.  She had found the very same thing with her late husband and to see William speak about you so adoringly, her heart felt full knowing that kind of pure love still existed.

“I will definitely take the necklace, and I see there’s a bracelet too….I’d like both please.”  

William looked toward the other display case.  “Can you show me a Toi et Moi ring?” he asked.

William's heart momentarily raced at the thought of looking at a ring for you, let alone an engagement ring…although, he knew it wasn’t the right time to propose to you, not just yet.  It wasn’t because he was unsure about wanting to be with you; he wanted the two of you to experience more of day to day life together and hopefully move in together for the coming season.  

Juliette brought a small selection of the rings to William and explained how the rings could be completely customized.

Eloise looked over at Juliette as she handed one of the rings to William to inspect.  

“Ohhh!  Alex…ton frѐre…is he looking at engagement rings?” Eloise gasped lightly with a wide grin.

Alex’s eyes darted toward William as he stood there holding the ring between his thumb and index finger.

“William…wait, are you serious?” Alex said, his serious tone apparent.  

“Don’t freak out, I was just looking.  The design of the ring is crazy…it’s perfect.  After everything we went through, I don’t think there’s any other ring that comes close to actually being ‘us’... this one definitely does.  When it’s time, I think this is what I want to give to her”,  

“Phew…ok.  Yeah - it’s really beautiful.”  Alex looks back towards Eloise, relief washing over his face.  Eloise giggles at Alex’s expression and they resume with their flirtations which are more apparent now.  

Juliette and William chat while she places the pieces in the individual velvet boxes which William requested.  The bracelet, he decides, will be from the family but the necklace, he’s planning on giving that to you separately when you’re alone later on that evening.  He’s fairly certain that it’s all you’ll be wearing once he places it around your neck, and he can feel himself harden slightly with the thought.  

Once he settles the invoice, William and Juliette exchange a quick embrace and warmly bid their thank you’s and goodbyes.  Juliette quietly reminded William that if you and he ever find themselves back in Saint Tropez next summer to come and visit her, she would be so thrilled to meet you.  

Alex, having already snagged Eloise’s number, flashes her a brilliant smile and quietly said “Call you later” followed by a wink.  Eloise’s cheeks are flushed with a red hue - a knowing smile formed on her lips, followed by “à bientôt, Alex”.

The men departed the store, both grinning like two idiots, totally in love - or lust depending on the brother.  If they had managed to sober up at all after lunch, you couldn’t really tell at this point…both seemed to be almost reeling, beaming with their own individual images in their minds of what the coming evening might hold. 

William takes in some of the scenery on the way back to Villa Margarido.  The cab ride thankfully is quick as a nervous-excitement begins to build in William’s stomach.  He has given you gifts before, but this set - these specific pieces - mean something so much more.  It’s undeniable now, he knows what he wants his future with you to look like.

The driver was pleasant and friendly, and given the kind of afternoon the brothers had, they tipped him generously - excessively even.  The driver thanked them profusely, secretly hoping to have them as repeat clients.  William and Alex’s mood continued to elevate as they breezed through the glass front entrance doors, stopping only for William to tuck his purchases away, and they made their way towards the lively conversations taking place on the large poolside terrace.   

Despite the dinner hour approaching, the hot July sun still hangs in the cloudless, azure skies  and is nowhere close to setting.  Light permeates every square inch of one of the spacious, white living rooms embellished with red accents throughout, which bordered the expansive and modern kitchen.  The private chef that was included for the duration of the week, Marco, greets Alex and William with fist bumps and animated repartee.  You had all established with Marco when you arrived that you wanted him to feel like an extended member of the family, which seemed to suit Marco’s personality just fine.  

William peered over the island to see the multiple creations that Marco had in store for tonight’s multi-course dinner.  Hunger pangs hit William suddenly, and he sneaks a piece of grilled homemade focaccia with cherry tomato and fresh burrata.  Marco catches him in the act and with a strong Italian accent, he tells William his hockey career will be over if he does it again.  Marco erupts in laughter, as does William while complimenting the chef with his mouth full.  They leave the chef to continue with his prep work and make their way out to the large, light stone terrace. 

William spots you sitting beside Camilla and Michael; Camilla is stretched out on a lounge chair and Michael sits at the end on the same chair, tenderly rubbing her calves and feet.  The three sisters are wading in the pool as they discuss the scandals of late in the competitive world of women’s tennis and within their respective circle of friends.  You seemingly had just gotten out of the pool, your toned and tanned body still had water beading on your chest and arms as it dripped down from your long, slicked back hair.  

Two thoughts converged in William’s mind; the first thought being that nothing could make him happier than seeing you relaxing with his parents and thoroughly enjoying each other’s company, and the second thought, he wished you two were alone so he could throw you over his shoulder, stretch you out on the nearest comfortable surface and go completely feral on you.  ‘Fuck’ William thought to himself as he scanned your features, willing the uprising in his shorts to calm down. 

Everyone’s attention redirects to Alex and William’s arrival, the conversations now switch to greetings.  The men walk around the pool’s edge towards you and his parents and the questions start flying about how their day was.  The three sisters wade to the opposite edge of the pool, propping their elbows up on the warm stone to allow them to participate in the conversation. 

Alex spots Stephanie; he discreetly dips his foot into the pool and in one swift motion, he flicks water in her face.  Before she can complain, Alex cuts her off with a low “vote me off the island…you’ll go before me there, sunshine”.   

The two other girls in the pool splash water back at Alex, missing him by a mile.  He sets down his things on a table close by while greeting you and his parents. Giggles and laughter erupt when Alex suddenly rips his shirt off and with shorts and flip flops on still, does a cannonball into the water and promptly bombards Stephanie with the miniature tsunami that the jump, and his frame, generated.  

Whoops and hollers echo all around and even Marco came out from the kitchen onto the upper balcony to chime in when he heard the commotion.  You laughed and applauded at the sibling chaos, and finally afterward, you were able to cast your eyes on your beloved man.  Your gaze meets Williams, followed by wide grins and soft hellos.  Your heart already racing, William leans over and kisses you gently.  He tastes so exquisite that you are desperate to slide your tongue against his, but not with his parents and siblings as an audience.  You cradle his face with one hand, and quietly ask, while his face is still close to yours, if he had a good day.  “Very, very good” was William’s response as leaned in for one more kiss.  You place a dry towel for him to sit down on the lounge chair with you, and as he sits, you and Camilla resume chatting.  William began telling the three of you about the super yachts that he saw at the port, where they went for lunch and what they had, and how girl crazy Alex seems to be here.  Camilla and Michael look at each other with a knowing smile and then chuckle at William.  

He was just about to mention Alex meeting Eloise but he stopped himself, not wanting to give away the location of where they met her.  You saw him stifle himself but you quickly looked past it as he continued to answer more questions about his day.

Marco reappears on the upper deck and in his booming voice announces that dinner will begin in an hour.  The group all shout thank-you’s back and Marco bows down in an exaggerated, grandiose manner.

You finish your water and the remainder of your cocktail while the surrounding conversations begin to wind down.  Having multiple layers of sunscreen baked onto your skin throughout the day, you’re looking forward to a warm shower, preferably not alone, before dinner is served.  

You excuse yourself, being the first to retreat to your room.  William helps you gather a few things and explains that he needs to talk with his parents for a couple of minutes and he’ll be in soon.  You kiss him softly on the cheek and affectionately tell the group you will see them at dinner as you depart.  

You enter the villa and see Marco working away in the kitchen like a conductor in front of an orchestra.  The aroma of the various dishes that everyone will be enjoying this evening fills the air, and with wide eyes, you simply say “Oh my gosh, Braaaavo Marco” praising him and his incredible talents as a chef.  As you walk by the floor to ceiling windows that look out over the pool and terrace, you see the Nylander family gathered around William while he speaks.  It’s none of your business but there’s something…it’s not quite suspicious or unsettling…but whatever intuition you’ve been bestowed is giving you a funny feeling in your stomach that the discussion might very well be about you.

You softly pad across the bedroom while thoughts swirl around in your mind, wondering what Wiliam was talking about with his family. 'It’s none of your business' you tell yourself as you undress and step into the walk-in shower in the ensuite of your bedroom.

You turn on the shower, the rainfall shower head envelops you in streams of warm water.  Exhaling deeply, you lean your head back as the water gently pulsates against your face. You slick back your long curly hair which is now stretched out and hangs low, touching the cheeks of your ass.

You hear William enter the bedroom and shortly thereafter, he appears at the ensuite door wearing just his shorts.  He watches you with keen interest, a small grin appears on his face once you spot him.

You gather your ample breasts in your hands, not really doing much to cover them, looking at him with a look of faux sheepishness on your face.

“Um, excuse me….have we met?” you look at him with a slight grin.

“Oh…we’ve met…” William said cheekily.  He removes his shorts, his cock already appearing rigid.  He steps into the shower and his hands waste no time encircling your waist, landing on your round ass, pulling you into him.  

“You sure?” you say, teasingly.  

Your hands release your breasts, your nipples hard and protruding against William’s chest.  You glide your fingertips down from his shoulders, along his biceps, around to his lower back, finally settling your hands on his muscular backside. You scan his face as you gently sway your hips so the area above the slit of your pussy comes into contact with his penis. Your flesh brushes against the tip of his cock and incites a low groan from his mouth.  You feel the growing pressure of his erection against you and instinctively, you bite your lower lip as your own pressure intensifies between your thighs.

Your eyes are fixed on his mouth, the natural and sensual curves of his lips beg for a slow and passionate kiss.  William lowers his head, your mouths almost connecting, breathing each other in before succumbing to your primal urges.  Your kiss is deep and passionate, the longing you’ve had for William all day is now being unleashed and is completely untamed.  Hands begin to feverishly grasp at each other as the water streams over your interlaced bodies.  The taste of William’s mouth further ignites your already desperate need to devour all of him.  

It’s the second time today William felt intoxicated.  God, he needed you so badly.  The way your body felt pressed against his drove him wild; it always has.  The moans that escaped your lips alongside your murmurs in his ear of loving, wanting and needing him so much, nearly put him off balance.

You break from the kiss, your mouth descending down his body, leaving a trail of licks and kisses from his jawline, down over his neck, across his collarbones, and down toward his torso.  You worked your way further down his body, turning him around so the water from the shower is hitting his back.  You are on your knees now, his fully erect dick right in your line of sight, ready for the taking.  

“It looks like Wild Bill is happy to see me,” you purr as your lips ghost the tip of his cock.   Nicknames weren’t necessarily your thing, but one night in his bed, early on in your sex-plorations with William, the name ‘Wild Bill’ rolled off your tongue in reference to his cock after he had made you cum so hard that you thought you might pass out. 

You looked up at Williiam as he mutters “Fuck” , leaning his head back under the steady stream of water, his cock now throbbing with the anticipation of your next move.  

Torturously slow, you gently take the tip of his dick in your mouth. As the taste of William’s pre-cum hits your tongue, the nerve-endings throughout your pussy are electrified.  Streams of water continue to flow down his body, weaving paths along the protruding veins of his thick member.  

You run your hands up the back of his calves and then further up to his muscular thighs.  You’re in complete awe of his body as you caress the intricate designs of his muscle mass in his legs, his ass and that fucking perfect “V” on his lower torso.  As your hands continue to walk over his lower body, your long tongue continues to lap and stroke the head of his cock, encouraging more of the pearlized fluid to seep from the tip.  

William was starting to lose control.  You heard a strained moan and could feel the muscles in his body tighten and compress.  Your right hand firmly grips him around the girth of his beautiful thick cock and you guide it into your mouth.  Your tongue naturally moves along the underside of his shaft, and you accept his full length into your mouth again and again.  Your hand stroking and manipulating his shaft and balls compliment the expert work done by your mouth.  William clenches his jaw while a series of indiscernible words, possibly in Swedish, pour out of his mouth.  

“Jesus….fucking….Christ…Y/N…fuuuuck” WIlliam stammers as he begins to buck his hips to a faster rhythm.  More and more, you taste his arousal on your tongue.  You raise your body up slightly while remaining on your knees, your mouth never leaving his member.  The slight change in angle as you continue to work his manhood is marked by a long agonizing growl from his mouth.  One of William’s hands clutches a mass of your wet hair while the other hand presses against the marble wall of the shower for stability.  William’s thighs begin to twitch and his hips continue to pump his cock into your mouth in rapid, shallow movements.  

“Shit, Y/N - I’m cumming!” William bellows as he grabs the back of your head and fully erupts into your mouth; you allow the thick streams of his cum to slide down your throat.  Your hands are splayed on his hips, your fingertips press into his flesh as the involuntary jerking motions from his powerful orgasm subsides.  You gently grab the base of his penis to hold it steady as you slowly withdraw him from your mouth.  You hold the weight of his cock gingerly in your hand as you gaze up at him, smiling innocently.  His soaking wet hair has fallen forward as his head hangs, his chin towards his chest, allowing the water to hit the back of his neck.  His breathing is almost back to normal as he opens his eyes and sees you still kneeling in front of him.  

William extends his hands to you, interlacing your fingers with his, giving you some extra leverage as you stand up.  He wraps his strong arms around you and angles his head into the crook of your neck, the warm water creating a steam bath of sorts.

“You’re incredible, Y/N” William said as he grazes his lips along your neck, up toward your ear.  

Knowing you were left without any kind of release for yourself, William tells you how he’s got something special planned for you later on this evening.   Despite the warmth of the shower, his low voice purring in your ear sends a shiver down your spine, your clit now aching for his attention. You kiss him, moaning softly as your tongues connect while your hands continue to follow the expanse of each other’s bodies.

Sensing Wild Bill is getting aroused again, as well as yourself, you affectionately remind William that dinner’s going to be ready soon, and you don’t want to advertise to everyone what you two have been up to by arriving to the table late.

“We could skip dinner,” William said, raising an eyebrow as he hands you the shampoo for your hair.

“Mmmmm….I know it’d be totally worth it, but I’m fucking starving now…did you see what Marco made?” you smiled.

“I swiped one of those burrata things…it was pretty fucking good” William said before he’s immerses himself back under the shower head to rinse.

You stood there for a moment, finally responding with “You’re lucky he didn’t break one of your fingers for doing that you know” you quip.

William decided not to mention the (empty) threat Marco made about ending his hockey career after he lifted one of his creations.  In true Willy Styles form, William simply responded “Nah…he loves me”.   A wide grin appears on your face as you shake your head.  You don’t say anything else; you’ve known William long enough to know when he’s harmlessly stretching the truth.

You and William quickly finish showering, both of you stealing little kisses and touches while chatting about various moments throughout the day.  

You were trying to decide on something fairly simple to wear when William motions toward a white off-the-shoulder shirt, suggesting for you to ‘show off your tan’.  You grab the shirt and match it with a long and flowy white cotton skirt accented with lace embroidery and some simple low-heeled cross-tie sandals.  You tie your long locks into a low, loose bun at the nape of your neck, allowing some tendrils of hair to fall, framing your face.  William looks amazing as usual in just a nice t-shirt and shorts.  You curl your toes when he comes up behind you as you open the door to exit your bedroom, the scent of his cologne literally making you weak in the knees.  

“Jeeeesus, William” you say, turning to face him.  You start nuzzling his neck and you wrap your arm around his waist, pulling yourself towards him.  “Actually, maybe we could skip dinner, or just have it delivered outside here…I can give you more oral pleasure, monsieur William…” you say with a heavy French accent.  You smile mischievously while William rubs his hand over his face, and follows by a barely audible “fuck me…”.  The two of you take a deep breath,  intertwine your fingers and head out to the outdoor dining area, miraculously right on time. 

Everyone, including Marco, are seated at the table; the soft lightning further deepens the sun-kissed skin tones of the smiling faces that greet you and William.

The dinner conversations, as they always are at a Nylander gathering, are lively and animated and full of laughter.  You and Marco being the only non-relatives sitting at the table revelled in their family dynamic and ate up their stories as voraciously as the divine food.

At the end of the multiple course dinner, you could hear the collective sigh of pure contentment and satisfaction from the group.  You stood up and raised your glass, proposing a toast.  The wine had hit you a little more than expected but your words of praise and admiration for Marco and the Nylanders were heart-felt and the expressions on the faces of your audience simply beamed.  You sat back in your chair and William leaned in close and kissed you by your ear, sending tingles up your spine.  He reached one arm around your waist and pulled you in closer.  ‘Ha..he’s tipsy…he’s gonna be such slut tonight in bed’ you thought, chuckling to yourself.

“What’s so funny?” William softly mumbles in your ear.

 You shake your head, stifling a grin that eventually breaks wide open.  “I’m just happy,” you said quietly.  

Before William could respond, Michael rose from his chair.

He raises his glass, eloquently giving accolades to Marco and welcoming him into the Nylander family.  The group cheers and glasses clink together; everyone takes a generous sip of their drinks.  

“Now, Y/N.  I am truly speechless when I think of your generosity.  Throughout these past months, when William tells me of all the amazing things you think of doing for him, for his team, for anyone it seems, I am truly awestruck.  Camilla and I, the girls, and Alex are so happy that you and William found each other again.  I can see it every time you’re around each other…it’s so apparent how much love you share, how much love is felt between you…I know it because that’s how I feel about Camilla.  I recognize it when I see the way you look at each other.”

You try to swallow but the lump in your throat is working against you.

“To say thank you, we have a gift which I hope shows you how much we truly appreciate what you’ve done for our family”.  

You hadn’t noticed Marco leave the table; as he returned to the patio, he handed Michael a longer, rectangular velvet box.  Michael approaches you and places the gift  in your hands.  You hear murmurs around the table in anticipation of the gift’s unveiling.  

As gently pry the box open, the sparkle of what looks like a billion diamonds dance in your line of sight.  Your cheeks are flushed and you let out an audible gasp as you look at the exquisite bracelet before you.  

William takes the box from your hand and gingerly places it around your wrist, followed by a long but tasteful kiss.  

“I’m just overwhelmed,” you shook your head, fighting back tears.  “I don’t have the words…I can’t think of the perfect words right now - this is so unbelievably breathtaking.  Thank you all so much”.  

“To Y/N!” Marco cheers.

“To Y/N!” the Nylanders toast in unison.

Hugs ensue and the ladies surround you to get a closer look at the expensive bracelet.   

More wine is poured and eventually, everyone begins to clear the table to make room for the dessert tasting menu Marco has prepared.  

‘No other night has ever felt this enchanting’ you mused, soaking in the warmth of the evening sea breeze and the loving atmosphere that surrounds you.  

You can feel William’s gaze and as you turn to face him, he tenderly holds your wrist, angling the position so the lighting hits all the stones at once.  

You lean into him, kissing along his jawline up to his ear. “It’s gorgeous, William…”

“Do you wanna take Pablo for a walk?  We can just take him around the property…I’m stuffed so I’m not sure I could go any further anyway” William said, tapping his abdomen.  

“Let me go change my shoes - be right back”.  Feeling a little buzzed from the wine, you slowly pull his body toward you and kiss him seductively and sensually, your tongue searching for his.  Your hands slide up his toned chest and with that simple movement, you start to feel that ever familiar sensation between your thighs as that touch conjures up images of him being inside of you.   

“Jesus - can you guys just not?  I’m in blue-ball hell and then I have to sit next to my big brother as he eye-fucks his girlfriend all night. I was trying to enjoy my dinner for fuck sakes.” Alex said as he poured another glass of wine.  

You give Alex an apologetic look; you know it’s been a bit bumpy for him lately.  You walk over to him and give him a little side-hug squeeze.  Alex draped his arm over your shoulder; a wide grin full of mischief forms on his face. “You know, Y/N…you could just trade him in for the more handsome and younger model…”

Camilla swats her second born lightly on his arm as she comes up behind him to grab her glass of wine. She jokingly scolds him in Swedish, followed by a quick kiss on the cheek and grabs your hand, rescuing you from the conversation.  You stand chatting with Camilla, finishing off the last remnants of wine from your own glass.  You turn to see the brothers clowning around jostling into one another yanking at each other’s shirts.  With every movement, their muscular legs, arms and backs are on full display; you shake your head as you excuse yourself and head inside to freshen up.  Glancing back at the boys still horsing around, you laugh to yourself thinking ‘this family is too fucking perfect’. 

You return a few minutes later and greet Pablo with a couple of his favourite dog treats.  The mere mention of the word ‘walk’ has Pablo running and jumping around in anticipation.  

“You ready?  OK….break!” giving Pablo the familiar command that he can run around as fast as he can go.  You step shoeless into the lush and manicured grass that surrounds the terrace; the heat of the day has now dissipated and you welcome the coolness from the earth against the bottom of your feet.  You stand there for a moment watching Pablo as he darts about and a wide smile adorns your face with the adoration you have for him.  

The sun is beginning to set; the once bright, giant orb now resembles a fireball blazing deep orange hues as it recedes into the horizon.  William stands beside you taking in the mesmerizing view.  You begin to walk together; your fingers loosely intertwined as you meander around the property.  You and William often share quiet, serene moments where just being in each other’s presence fills you both with such bliss.   More often than not, those tranquil moments when it's the two of you together eventually give way to fits of giggles and lively storytelling.  

William leads you to a long and wide bench covered by pergola; sheer white curtains surround the loveseat and large, soft cream-coloured pillows line the back rest.  Pablo is in full zoomie-mode as he jumps up on the bench and leaps off again, running in figure-8 patterns on the lawn.   

William sits down and slides himself back so his muscular legs extend to the full length of the bench.  You see him lift his hips to pull an object from his back pocket, presumably his phone.  It’s odd that he slips the object between the pillow and the side of his leg, but in all honesty, you’re not focusing on that as he motions for you to straddle him.  The bench is wide enough that you have no trouble comfortably positioning yourself as he desired; the pressure in your core is rising, as is William’s cock as you gently lower yourself onto him.  You can feel a very distinct bulge at your scantily clad entrance and you arch your back, pressing your need against his erection.  Although the curtains have numerous layers of gauze fabric, it does little for true privacy as it wouldn’t take long for anyone that happened to walk by to know what business you two are up to.  

Your lips lock together; kissing though giddy smiles as hands wander over each of your bodies.

“I’ve got something for you too - a gift” William murmurs in your ear.

“Mmmm - really?  I can feel it” you said softly, your lips ghosting his neck.

You can feel William smile.  “Yeah…not just that though….something else”.

You sit up more, still straddling him, as William reaches between the cushions and pulls out another long, velvet box.

Your eyes grow wide and your cheeks flush with the sudden rush of emotion.   

He opens the box for you and the sight of the necklace has you covering your mouth from the overall surprise of the gift.    

“William….this is too much….it’s absolutely stunning…” you gasp, your eyes still wide as they scan William’s smiling face.

You feel patches of heat radiating through your face and neck; between the wine and the presentation of this exquisite gift, you hope your deep tan covers the blotches that usually decorate your neck under circumstances like these.

“You like it, right? The design caught my eye….and there’s a history to it that made me think of you and me.  That’s what the design is called - Toi et Moi”, William explains, his smile growing wider with each second.

Tears well in your eyes.  It had definitely been a long and winding road for your and William to get to this very moment.

“Oh my god - William….seriously….it’s exquisite - stunning – gorgeous… I- I honestly can’t find the perfect word - I am seriously overwhelmed here” you said just above a whisper.  

You lean over and kiss him gently at first, but the magnitude of his gift has you almost feeling breathless as your kisses deepen.

“Let me put it on you” William smiled softly, breaking from the kiss.

You slide off of him and turn so your back is facing him.  You gather your hair in your hands and lift it to not allow the necklace to tangle in your long curls.  

“Beautiful” William said in a low tone; he’s directly behind you; his breath tickles the sensitive area along your slender neck.  You reach behind so your hands lightly glide alongside his body.

He places the necklace on your neck, laying it gently across your skin and closes the clasp.

Your hand instinctively goes to your neck; you fingers lightly graze the perfectly cut diamonds.  You turn around and look at William; you’re certain you might very levitate right then and there and just float away. 

“I might be able to come up with something better than a simple thank-you a little later - my brain is overloaded in the most amazing way right now though.  Thank you, William…aside from you, this is the most amazingly gorgeous thing I have ever seen….and the bracelet - my god, I am completely stunned by all of this”.

“I just wanted to make sure you know how much you - everything you do - how much it means to me.  I’ll never be able to think of all the ways, like - all the different things, the kindness that is just there in you…fuck, everything you do just blows me away.”  

William knows he’s not great with words and sometimes he struggles with expressing exactly what he feels but all he can do is try, and hope that you know that he’s yours, totally and completely.

The sun has almost completely dipped out of sight; there are streaks of orange and red that help illuminate the incoming clouds in shades of purple.  The tall coniferous trees that line the property are all but cloaked in black, contrasted by the subtle lights that dot the various pathways.  

After the long, luscious kisses and loving embraces have paused (at least for the moment), the two of you walk slowly back to the villa, even more in love than when you left.  You enter through the already open doors off of the terrace.  The family have gathered in the large living room and as usual, they are laughing with hints of that unique and wonderful Nylander laugh, at a story that Michael is telling Marco about playing hockey.  It’s not that the story was necessarily comedical: Michael was animatedly explaining one of his most serious injuries, a broken neck of all things.  The laughter was at Marco’s expense with his heightened levels of shock and horror at Michael’s very descriptive recollection of the trauma.

Alex appears from the hallway that leads to the bedrooms, freshly showered and looking devastatingly handsome.  There’s a collective “Oooooo” as he strides past the group and he smiles and shakes his head in response.  You catch the scent of his cologne as he walks past you and lean into your man standing next to you and inhale his own tantalizing fragrance.   

Alex is on his way to meet Eloise and as he runs out the door, he hollers back to the family to not wait up for him.  It’s a clear indication what he has in store once he meets Eloise tonight.

The rest of the family is following Marco to a music festival in town.  Marco implores that you and William join them this evening but William, seeing a rare opportunity to have the villa to yourselves, politely declines.  

Camilla catches a glimpse of your new piece of jewellery and her eyes light up with a mix of love for her son, and admiration for you.  She hugs you both and quietly says “I’ll distract Marco and the others, you both just go hide until we leave”.  She gives you a knowing smile and glides over to the kitchen, and calls Marco and the others over for a quick shot of Sambuca before they depart for the evening.

You both stealthily walk past the family and head into your bedroom, closing the door quietly behind you.  Almost if on cue, you overhear Camilla saying you and William were exhausted and have already gone to bed.  She wasn’t entirely fibbing….you and William had gone to bed, just not to rest.  

You and William made full use of the empty villa, testing the acoustics in various places until you both finally collapsed from “exhaustion”.

[megamindsupremacy]

Misc PJO Fic Recs (Part 4)

The Stolen God by TsarinaTorment

Python is defeated. The prophecies are restored, and Nero has fallen. Apollo has not been seen since. His trials are over; why isn’t he back on Olympus?

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Baby Blofis College Fund by zipadeea

Valerie calls her an hour later.

“Sally, what the hell?”

“That bad, huh?”

“Bad? Sally, it’s gold. I went from squirming in my seat to crying genuine tears. And that twist, making him a Greek god, it’s exactly what we’re looking for right now. How soon can you get me the next chapter?”

***

In which Sally Jackson realizes by the time the new baby is eighteen, a semester of college will cost an arm and a leg. And those Fifty Shades of Grey books sure did make a lot of money.

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to bet on losing dogs by furnaceglow

The thing is,” Apollo said, the coolest prisoner of war in all of time. Prometheus wasn't prone to jealousy, but even he felt a drop of envy at how relaxed Apollo was in maximum security. "How to define a man…are we talking ontology here? That’s broad scope, bigger picture. We can include ourselves in that definition. Philosophy otherwise! Our good man Diogenes. You remember Diogenes! Or are we specifically talking about man for the sake of man? Is this about anthropology, is what I’m saying.” “I’m open to all interpretation,” Prometheus said. “Been a while since I’ve had good conversationalists here. Krios is all grunting, and Hyperion is solely interested in making his quarters nicer.” “Well, he has an eye for interior design, I’ll give him that,” Apollo said.

In which Percy Jackson ascends to a reluctant godhood, his mother loses the war but wins a battle, and for once, Prometheus picks the winning horse.

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and if your eyes don't speak by Pixelfun20

Estelle Jackson is seven years old when she meets her nephew for the first time, over a grainy Facetime call.

OR

Estelle grew up with stories of Percy Jackson, but it takes meeting his son to realize who he really was.

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the carriage held but just ourselves by Writeous

The official story is this: Percy Jackson and Annabeth Chase, just two months shy of their seventh wedding anniversary, hurtle off a cliff on a lonely mountain road. A tragic accident, a sharp turn taken too quickly. Their 2023 Prius was found buried under debris, three hundred feet below where witnesses claim they fell. Paramedics declared them dead upon arrival, suffering blunt force trauma as their car collapsed with them inside.

The real story is this: Percy and Annabeth watch as Hecate’s children create perfect duplicates of them that are promptly hurled off a cliff. Percy loved that Prius.

(Or: at the end of the Titan War, Zeus offered Percy immortality. Percy was mistaken in thinking it was an actual choice.)

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Dawn Rises From The East by TsarinaTorment

During the Battle of Manhattan, Michael Yew fell into the East River; his body was never found. Two years later, a homeless kid known only as Ferret has a chance encounter that changes everything he knows.

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Annabeth and the Nine Step Career Plan by feeling_the_aster_9145

Annabeth Chase does not accept limitations. Everyone knows that. If she wants something, no matter how impossible, she will find a way to make it happen. Though, perhaps she will allow Bruce Wayne and his ridiculous paranoia-induced company restrictions a small portion of the credit.

Actually… now that she thinks about it, the man may have had a point in his worries.

Wayne Technologies does not accept college interns. Annabeth always has a plan B.

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is it really a crime if you don't exist? by MidnightBunny

"So, what you're saying is," Percy said, staring at the man in front of him. "you're me from the future."

The man took a drink out of the coffee cup in his hand. "Yup."

"And you're here," Percy said slowly. "Because Annabeth's brother's boyfriend is trying to prove the existence of the multiverse."

The man nodded.

"And you got sucked in when he turned it on."

Nod.

"And now you don't know how to get home."

Nod.

"And how did you get sucked in, again?"

The man mumbled something.

"What?"

"I was coming back from the bathroom and opened the wrong door."

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(I'm so excited this one is back y'all, the author privated all her works but just unprivated them a few weeks back so now I'm recommending you read all of her stuff, especially this fic)

Son of Sea Foam by CaffeinatedFlumadiddle

“She’ll never claim me,” he whispered. Silena shook her head, eyes wild as she looked around for anyone who could be watching.

“My mother doesn’t remember half of her children as it is,” she said with a note of bitterness. “If you do something to impress her, it won’t matter. Return the bolt in her name. She’ll claim you if you act the part. If you stay unclaimed then they'll figure out what you really are," she said, squeezing his hands tightly. Percy's heart sped up.

"I - I don't know the first thing about Aphrodite-"

"My mother was born of sea foam," Silena cut him off. "And if you're really who I think you are... you are the sea. You can pull this off," she said and touched his cheek. "Get the bolt. Survive," she said. Percy swallowed.

"What if I can't act the part?" He asked. Silena's expression went blank for a moment. Slowly, she slipped off her bracelet and placed it in his hands.

"If you're going to be one of us... you better learn."

Or

AU where Percy has to hide the fact he's a Big Three kid otherwise he'll be killed on the spot. Unfortunately for him, unclaimed kids tend to raise the most suspicion... but he might have found a loophole in the form of Aphrodite.

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This fic on tumblr that’s one of the best PJO fics I’ve ever read

[leclerc-s]

(daphne's version)

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february 11, 2021

liked by danielricciardo, alex_albon, nataliaruiz, and others

daphnejones i’m thrilled to tell you that my new version of fearless (daphne’s version) is done and will be with you soon. it has 26 songs including 6 never before released songs from the vault. love story (daphne’s version) will be out tonight.

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danielricciardo LET'S FUCKING GO!!!

georgerussell63 to quote the great kevin maggnussen, “suck my balls mate!”

↳ isabellaperez don’t be shy, tag him. scooterbraun how do you feel knowing daphne's releasing her versions and you'll stop earning money for her hard work?

alex_albon mr.perfectly fine, your time has come

↳ isabellaperez tag him...joejonas you're up first.

sebastianvettel glad you’re finally taking back your music daphne.

lewishamilton sebastian and i can be normal in our congratulations, unlike some people. so, congrats on taking this step daph!

freyavettel YOU BELONG WITH ME (TAYLOR'S VERSION) IS FINALLY GOING TO BE HERE!!! AHHHHH

mickschumacher i apologize for them. they're all drunk.

↳ charles_leclerc you are too micky

rickybobby3🔒 SUPER FUCKING PROUD OF YOU. I LOVE YOU!

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↳ user53 is this the boyfriend? his account is private

↳ user45 did you think he'd expose their relationship? they want privacy, let them have it.

↳ user53 maybe he shouldn't comment on a public instagram post?

↳ nataliaruiz maybe people should stop being so nosy and focus on daphne re-releasing her music? that’s the real accomplishment here.

june 18, 2021

liked by danielricciardo, maejones, charles_leclerc

daphnejones the next album that i’ll be releasing is my version of red, which will be out on november 19. this will be the first time you hear all 30 songs that were meant to go on red. and hey, one of them is even ten minutes long🧣

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danielricciardo FULLY PREPARED TO CRY MY FUCKING HEART OUT!!!!

isabellaperez COUNT YOUR FUCKING DAYS JAKEGYLLENHAAL

↳ arthurleclerc you gotta stop tagging them isa

↳ isabellaperez no.

maejones AND MAYBE WE GOT LOST IN TRANSLATION

↳ danielricciardo MAYBE I ASKED FOR TOO MUCH

↳ charles_leclerc BUT MAYBE THIS THINGS WAS A MASTERPIECE 'TIL YOU TORE IT ALL UP

↳ maxverstappen33 RUNNING SCARED, I WAS THERE

↳ pierregasly I REMEMBER IT ALL TOO WELL

↳ nataliaruiz AND YOU CALL ME UP AGAIN JUST TO BREAK ME LIKE A PROMISE

↳ rowantodd SO CASUALLY CRUEL IN THE NAME OF BEING HONEST

↳ carlossainz55 I'M A CRUMPLED UP PIECE OF PAPER LYING HERE

↳ penelopetrevino 'CAUSE I REMEMBER IT ALL, ALL, ALL TOO WELL

isabellaperez jakegyllenhaal, this one’s for you. but also the kennedy kid, we haven’t forgotten about him. he was a saint compared to you.

↳ georgerussell63 how can someone fuck up so bad that he gets a 10 minute song written about him?

↳ isabellaperez i don't know lets ask him 🎤 jakegyllenhaal what did you do?

user71 isabella is so unhinged, i bet that she’s drunk

↳ penelopetrevino she is. most of us are, but it feels like one of those nights we won’t be sleeping

user26 i can only imagine the pr mess this is going to create

rickybobby3🔒 so fucking proud of you sweetheart! can’t wait to drive around and scream this album with you. (i’ll be screaming and you’ll be singing)

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↳ user04 the mystery of ricky bobby continues. who is this man? is he daph’s boyfriend?

↳ user93 honestly, if he is love that for daph. he's seems like he's supportive of her and her career and if it's the same person, the they've been together since at least 2016, when daph let it slip that she was dating someone.

may 5, 2023

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daphnejonesricciardo it fills me with such pride and joy to announce that my version of speak now will be out july 7 (just in time for july 9th, iykyk 😆) i first made speak now, completely self-written, between the ages of 18 and 20. the songs that came from this time in my life were marked by their brutal honesty, unfiltered diaristic confessions and wild wistfulness. i love this album because it tells a tale of growing up, flailing, flying and crashing… and living to speak about it. with six extra songs I’ve sprung loose from the vault, i absolutely cannot wait to celebrate speak now (daphne’s version) with you on july 7th.

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danieljonesricciardo I FUCKING LOVE YOU!

↳ danieljonesricciardo I'M SO PROUD OF YOU! AHH!!!!

↳ danieljonesricciardo THAT'S MY FUCKING WIFE PEOPLE!!!

danieljonesricciardo YOU ARE AN EXPERT AT SORRY

↳ baileywinters AND KEEPING LINES BLURRY

↳ nataliaruiz NEVER IMPRESSED BY ME ACING YOUR TESTS

↳ charles_leclerc ALL THE GIRLS THAT YOU'VE RUN DRY HAVE TIRED LIFELESS EYES

↳ landonorris 'CAUSE YOU BURNED THEM OUT

↳ freyavettel BUT I TOOK YOUR MATCHES BEFORE FIRE COULD CATCH ME

↳ pierregasly SO DON'T LOOK NOW

↳ yukitsunoda I'M SHINING LIKE FIREWORKS OVER YOUR SAD EMPTY TOOOWWWWNNN

↳ isabellaperez does this seem like cheap writting johnmayer??? (message approved by max verstappen)

user29 mother said we had to be nice but her own friends are calling j*hn out? does that mean we're allowed too?

↳ daphnejonesricciardo nothing i said would've gotten them to stop. i think the same can be said for my fans.

↳ user29 digging my grave rn

georgerussell63 count your days j*hn

lewishamilton do any of you have any idea about what kind of pr mess you're about to create?

↳ isabellaperez what is fia going to do to me? give me a grid penalty?

↳ oscarpiastri i'm adding your name to my long list of traitors lewis

↳ maxverstappen1 you know damn well the original group chat name was daphne jones defense squad

↳ user13 that's iconic

alex_albon SHE WAS NINETEEN WHEN SHE DANCED WITH THE DEVIL! I'M COMING FOR YOU JOHN!!

↳ lilymhe do you ever think about the consequences off your actions alexander?

↳ alex_albon when it comes to defending daphne, no.

mickschumacher i feel like it's my job to inform everyone that they are all extremely drunk except for daph, lily, and lewis. i am bordering on drunk and sober.

↳ user19 love that they all always end up drunk when one of the girls announces a new album

↳ logansargeant it's called celebrating achievements

↳ zoyatorres no, it's called using any small excuse to drink

user30 everytime she releases an album these guys come for her exes throats, and i just know she scolds them but they just don't give a fuck

↳ baileywinters she does but we must protect mother.

↳ isabellaperez father also agrees with bullying. one parent's consent is enough for us.

user89 daniel lurking and being the supportive husband we know he is

user12 dan's so in love with her he might stop breathing

↳ danieljonesricciardo OF COURSE I AM! HAVE YOU SEEN HER! I FUCKING LOVE HER! THAT’S MY FUCKING WIFE PEOPLE!

august 9, 2023

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daphnejonesricciardo surprise!! 1989 (daphne’s version) is on its way to you 🔜! the 1989 album changed my life in countless ways, and it fills me with such excitement to announce that my version of it will be out october 27th. to be perfectly honest, this is my most FAVORITE re-record i've ever done because the 5 from the vault tracks are so insane. i can’t believe they were ever left behind. but not for long!

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danieljonesricciardo I’VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS ONE! THAT’S MY FUCKING WIFE!!!! I LOVE YOU!!!!

↳ daphnejonesricciardo love you too, you kangaroo

↳ danieljonesricciardo I AM A HONEY BADGER!!!

baileywinters GIVE IT UP FOR DAPHNE JONES DOING THE UNTHINKABLE AND BREAKING RECORDS LEFT AND RIGHT!!!

maxverstappen1 probably our favorite re-record you’ve done because it was after this one you and mae came into our lives.

↳ user87 stop that’s literally the sweetest thing max could ever say

↳ user91 max is such a sweet brother-in-law (they’re not married yet people!!) my brother-in-law usually tells me i’m an annoying fatass

↳ maxverstappen1 throw him away

carlossainz55 THIS ONE IS INSANE!

penelopetrevino DIDN’T THEY TELL US “DON’T RUSH INTO THING?”

↳ maejones DIDN’T YOU FLASH YOUR GREEN EYES AT ME?

↳ isabellaperez DIDN’T YOU CALM MY FEARS WITH A CHESHIRE CAT SMILE?

↳ zoyatorres OOH, DIDN’T IT ALL SEEM NEW AND EXCITING?

↳ dulceperez I FELT YOUR ARMS TWISTIN’ AROUND ME

↳ freyavettel IT’S ALL FUN AND GAMES ‘TIL SOMEBODY LOSES THEIR MIND

↳ nataliaruiz BUT DARLING

↳ charles_leclerc WE FOUND WONDERLAND, YOU AND I GOT LOST IN IT

↳ arthur_leclerc AND WE PRETENDED IT COULD LAST FOREVER (EH, EH)

↳ oscarpiastri WE FOUND WONDERLAND, YOU AND I GOT LOST IN IT

↳ danieljonesricciardo AND LIFE WAS NEVER WORSE BUT NEVER BETTER (EH, EH)

logansargeant the vault tracks on this are 🔛🔝

user56 THERE IS NOT A DOUBT IN MY MIND THAT THE PADDOCK FAMILY ARE THE FIRST ONES TO HERE EVERY NEW ALBUM AND SONG

↳ aussiegrit they are. oscar’s been singing a vault track for over 2 months.

↳ fernandoalo_oficial you were present for the listening party because daniel insisted you be there. jensen and seb were there too.

↳ user82 there was a dilf reunion and we missed it? where was kimi?

↳ landonorris he “couldn’t” make it.

↳ nicorosberg i guess my invite got lost in the mail or something

↳ isabellaperez no, we just haven’t forgotten brocedes and the silver war.

↳ dulceperez we picked uncle lewis over you

lewishamilton this one is amazing daphne

↳ daphnejricciardo thanks lewis!

user03 everyday i think this friend group can’t get more unhinged and they prove me wrong time and time again.

↳ landonorris we live to disappoint expectations of us

¡leclerc-s speaks! in honor of 1989 (taylor's version) i give you this. i genuinely don't what this is but i knew i wanted to do something for oct 27th and this is the result of that. have y'all heard 1989 (taylor's version) and if so what's your favorite vault track, personally is it over now? has been on repeat all day.

¡disclaimer! this is in no way making assumptions about the people involved in this story, this is all fake. it is a fanfiction please don't take any of what is said seriously. this is all for entertainment purposes and as a creative outlet for me. enjoy!

[maggiedelusional]

Been Here Along (Preview)

Summary: Why are you so good at helping your best friend with his relationship problems? Probably because you've been doing it your entire life. Unrequited love is a bitch, especially if it has spanned several decades. Maybe he'll come to his senses, or maybe its time to give someone else a chance.

Warnings: Angst (but do you really expect anything else from me?), cursing

Length: 1.4k

Pairing: Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x F!Reader, Jake "Hangman" Seresin x F!reader

A/N: The summer is here and for the first time in 4 years I am not studying or working so you better bet my days will be empty and just for writing. This is one of two things I currently have in the works. This one specifically is looking like a one-shot (or two-three shot). The other one is looking like a series, and hopefully I can post the first part in the near future. But here is the preview of been here all along, let me know if you're intrigued and want more <3

“I don’t understand women.” Rooster says with a sigh, plopping himself down on the bar stool next to you. 

You and Phoenix, who was sitting on the stool to the other side of you share a look of light amusement before turning back to the mustached aviator. 

“It’s like they say one thing, and then mean another? Why can’t women be normal?” He groaned into the counter. 

“What do you mean by that Bradshaw?” Phoenix narrowed her eyes at her friend.

You inwardly chuckled before joining Nat in her joking disapproval. 

“Yeah, are you saying women aren’t normal? In our day in age of 2023,you, Bradley Bradshaw have the audacity to say something so misogynistic in the presence of women!”

“You know I always saw you as a friend, but this interaction has me questioning the entire foundation of our friendship.” 

You and Nat were struggling to keep your laughter down as Rooster continued to groan into the counter. 

“Introducing you two to one another has been one of the worst ideas I’ve ever had.” Rooster grumbled as he finally picked his head up from the bar counter. 

“Phoenix is my fucking soulmate, we would’ve been best friends with or without you.” You stuck your tongue out at him.

“I thought I was your best friend.” He pouted. 

“You’re my oldest friend, there's a difference.” You told him teasingly. 

“Sucks to suck Bradshaw, I’m just way cooler than you.” Phoenix poked fun at her fellow pilot. 

“I can’t believe you’re laughing at my misery, you used to love to fix my problems.” He muttered. 

“Okay okay, I’m done. What’s up Roost?” You chuckled, flashing him a concerned smile. 

“It's Abi.” 

“And that's my cue.” Phoenix hopped off her bar stool. 

“It’s time for me to kick Hangman’s ass at pool again.” She announced as she walked towards the other pilots.

“Why does she do that?” Rooster asked as she walked off.

You shrugged in response.

This was a common occurrence, Phoenix often leaves whenever Rooster starts talking about his girlfriend. She seems to do this whenever any of the guys talk about their relationships. Phoenix was very much a free bird and had no interest in the little details of people’s love lives. Even though everyone can definitely see the little flirtation she has going on with Coyote. 

“So what's wrong with Abi?” You asked, turning your body to face Rooster. 

“She’s pissed at me.”

“Again?”

Abigail was a bartender that Rooster met at a bar in the city on a night that the group decided to venture away from the Hard Deck for a change. She was on the younger side, well younger compared to the dagger squad and of course Rooster.

But she was sweet and kind and beautiful and caught Rooster’s eye that fateful night. From there they had a bit of whirlwind romance. They were together every single night and there was a good stretch of time where your group of pilots didn’t see Rooster outside of work.

Can you really blame him though? Abi was the ghost of Grace Kelly, all delicate features with light green eyes that draw you in. 

She had the sweetest voice and the personality to match. You’ve never met anyone who is as beautiful on the inside as they were on the outside. 

Her and Rooster seemed perfect…if you were an outsider.

“What did you do?” 

“I have no clue! She knows that tomorrow is my only day off for a while and I needed to blow off some steam and get a drink tonight.” 

“Okay..?”

“Then a few minutes ago, she called me asking where I was and I told her that I’m here doing exactly what I told her I was gonna do.”

“she asked why not grab a drink at her bar. And I told her that it’s too far and the guys hate it there.”

“Then she got pissed.”

It made sense now, Abi and Rooster hadn’t been together for a long time and their issues only really started as little tiffs, a few arguments here and there, but the past few weeks have been pretty rough, especially for a newer relationship. 

You suppose it has something to do with the longer hours at work. This new TOPGUN class was definitely harrowing to the crew and there was also having to be prepped for any incoming mission. 

“Brad, you’re an idiot.” 

“Hey! I thought you were gonna help me!”

“I am!”

“think about it…. what was the last thing she got mad about?”

“When I slept through our planned date because of the long hours….oh”

Realization finally replaced the confused look on his face. 

“She thought because I have a day off..”

“Keep going Roost, you’re almost there.”

“That I would spend the night with her.” He finished.

“Ding, ding, Ding! We have a winner folks!” You stood up dramatically announcing with a game show host voice. 

You held an invisible microphone up to your lips. 

“Attention folks! It was a toss-up there for a second. But I am proud to announce the winner of “Why is your girlfriend mad?”... BRADLEY “ROOSTER” BRADSHAW!!”

Your gaggle of pilots cheered from the other side of the bar, whooping and hollering at your bit, receiving raised eyebrows from the other patrons but mostly indifference as they have grown accustomed to your regular hijinks. 

“Congratulations sir, any words from the winner?”

You held an invisible mic to to his face, Rooster leaning into the imaginary mic. 

“Hello yes I would like to thank my parents, my uncle, the bartenders, my fellow pilots, and this beer from the tap, all of which have contributed to my cluelessness towards women. WIthout you all I would not be here.” 

“No thank you for me?” You raised an eyebrow. 

Rooster chuckled at your antics as you sat back down on your bar stool. 

“So what am I supposed to do?” 

“Bradley please don’t make me spell it out for you. Its right there.” 

You pointed your eyes at the phone sitting in his pocket. 

“Oh, okay. I should call!”

“Yesssss and do what???.” 

“Apologize?” 

“You got it! Finally I was getting tired over here. Hosting this game show is hard work.” You whistled wiping a fake sweat off your forehead. 

“Thanks, woods!” He exclaimed as he quickly stood up and made his way out to the back deck to call Abi. 

You watched his retreating figure enter the darkness of the night as you sighed into the back of your hand propped up by your elbow on the bar. 

“So are you some kind of masochist?” 

You quickly jumped, surprised at the sudden presence coming from the bar stool that was occupied by Phoenix several minutes ago. 

“God Bagman, please refrain from giving the host a heart attack.” 

He chuckled at your reaction. 

“Game show host huh? Bit of the week?”

“More like the night, I’m gonna workshop a few things before I make my final decision.”

“Is that so?”

“Gotta keep y’all dorks entertained somehow.” You shrugged. 

“That you do Woods.” 

“So what do you mean about me being a masochist?” You raised an eyebrow. 

“That” He pointed at Bradley on the back porch passionately talking into the phone, you couldn’t tell if it was a negative or positive emotion but it looked intense. 

But despite that he looked radiant against the light that emanated from the full moon tonight. He never failed to take your breath away. 

“What about Rooster?” You turned back to Hangman. 

“Come on dollface, I’m not blind.”

“You know Bagman, I’m surprised you’re capable of seeing things outside of your personal radius.” 

“See? If even I can see it then that tells you how obvious this little crush is.” 

His statement left your mouth hanging open. 

“I.. I can’t believe you-- how dare.” 

He kept an amused smirk as you stumble over your words. 

“You know you only make it harder on yourself when you fix his relationship problems for him.”

“I don’t-” 

He cut you off with a chuckle as he turned away back to the direction of the pool tables.

“Its okay Woods, i get it, just make sure you know what you’re doing.” 

He left with you that last piece of advice as he walked away. 

As much as you denied it. Hangman was right. You probably have loved Bradley your whole life.

Will be creating a new taglist for this work :)

[starsandhughes]

Penalty Box— Trevor Zegras (Part Seven)

SERIES MASTERLIST

previous: six

next: eight

corresponding quinn post

MONDAY, FEBRUARY 27, 2023

PREGAME

yourusername

liked by colecaufield, trevorzegras, and 4,311 others

yourusername welcome to my pregame update: bets addition! trevor currently stands at 4 games without a penalty, and quinn stands at 5. the last pic is the bets for tonights games! after the games, i’ll let you all know who owes what <3

game day, yay day!!

tagged trevorzegras, _quinnhughes, jackhughes, lhughes_06, jamie.drysdale, _alexturcotte, and colecaufield

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trevorzegras it’s on😤😈

yourusername be an angel i want money

jackhughes be a devil (😏) i want money

user1 there’s so many possibilities here omg

user2 i want to be a fly on the wall if they’re all facetiming

_quinnhughes may the odds be ever in our favor

yourusername ihy<3

_quinnhughes says the one who can’t watch mockingjay pt 2 without pausing to cry

yourusername ihy (x2)

jackhughes @_quinnhughes for once i’m with y/n

jamie.drysdale “what is it all for? what do you want?”

yourusername “in a word— chaos.”

trevorzegras stop quoting snl

yourusername @/trevorzegras but i truly started these bets for chaos

user3 who wants to bet how long it takes until half the league is in this betting pool😂

_alexturcotte it’s like hell week all in one night

colecaufield true

yourusername you’re welcome! :)))

user4 i love that jack is betting against everybody

lhughes_06 there is no way anyone is coming out of this unscathed

yourusername yolo

trevorzegras @/yourusername my love can only go so far please stop using that

lhughes_06 @/yourusername i agree

yourusername careful boys, i have your moms phone numbers

lhughes_06 @/yourusername my mom is literally your mom

yourusername @/lhughes_06 yeah, that’s how i have her number

jackhughes viva los vegas🎰

trevorzegras you’re not funny

jackhughes i didn’t ask

POSTGAME

yourusername

liked by jackhughes, trevorzegras, and 6,289 others

yourusername welcome to my postgame penalty box update: ducks addition! today will have multiple posts, because i refuse to have just one unhinged photo. onto the news!

tonight, the love of my life (and current greatest enemy) received a penalty for slashing and is back to zero games since his last time in the box. i owe jack a lot of money and that’s simply the worst fate. thanks, babe<3

BUT THE DUCKS WON 4-2 SO AT LEAST SOME PEOPLE (besides j*ck🙄) WON TONIGHT!! stay tuned for quinn’s post!

tagged trevorzegras, _quinnhughes, lhughes_06, jackhughes, jamie.drysdale, _alexturcotte, and colecaufield

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jackhughes why did you turn my name into a swear word when all i do is love and support you with my friendship?

yourusername you can’t even prove that?

jackhughes @/trevorzegras your girlfriend is gaslighting me

trevorzegras @/jackhughes you can’t even prove that

trevorzegras sorry you owe jack 2 hundy but i love you, forever🧡

yourusername mhmm i love you, always

jamie.drysdale @/trevorzegras she was cursing your name more than jack’s

trevorzegras @/jamie.drysdale that’s true love, baby

user1 y/n really put all her faith in her boyfriend and best friend and they did her dirty

user2 is no one gonna mention that alex also won all his bets

_quinnhughes i agree j*ck sucks

jackhughes what about brother solidarity?!

yourusername @/jackhughes 1. you bet against him. 2. best friend privileges so suck it

_quinnhughes @/jackhughes what she said

user3 when he’s a criminal>>> 🥵

jamie.drysdale you won by spending time with me!

yourusername i mean i guess

trevorzegras that’s just another L

_alexturcotte thank you for the chaos you created! love ya!

yourusername no, you just love the facetime screenshots of me crying

colecaufield @/yourusername i also love those and u

yourusername @/colecaufield @_alexturcotte i love you both too ig but ur on probation😘

user4 i cannot wait to see what happens when the canucks and ducks play each other

trevorzegras EVERYONE KEEPS COMMENTING THAT THEY LOVE YOU SO I JUST NEED TO SAY I LOVE YOU MOST, MY BEAUTIFUL CRAZY GIRL

yourusername i love you always, z🧡

jamie.drysdale gross

jackhughes brb i’m gagging

lhughes_06 maybe we should lower the stakes for the ducks v canucks game😂

yourusername i knew you were good for something! love ya lukey!

lhughes_06 love you too?

user5 this comment section has sm love for y/n it’s adorable

jamie.drysdale it’s because she cried

jackhughes this is charity work

[goingthirteen]

I WANNA GET FUCKED , I WANNA GET PICKED

CONTENT WARNING: threesome , fingering , marking , slapping , praise , oral , teasing , begging

pairing: ada wong x fem!reader x leon kennedy

A shaky moan left your parted , wet lips as Ada worked on your cunt while Leon marked and kissed every along your body he could reach. Your legs wrapped around Ada as the coil in your stomach was about to release. “m’ gonna cum , Ada.. Don’t stop.” She hummed into your cunt in satisfaction , causing you to shiver. “Mhm? Cum all over my tongue , pretty girl. Wanna taste you..” You bit your lip and grabbed st Leon’s forearm as your orgasm rushed over you , leaving you breathless.

Leon scoffed at the fact Ada has been toying with you for so long and he hasn’t got to. Ada grinned at him. “What? Jealous?” She mocked. “No.” He quickly shot back , coming out more whiny than he wanted to. He took your chin in his hand and brung you into a deep kiss. His hand slid down to your clit and rubbed slow circles , causing you to moan into his mouth. He pulled away from the kiss , only a string of saliva connecting you both. “Bet you want me to make you feel god , huh baby? My warm cum inside you.. Sounds way better than whatever Ada’s doing , hm?”

Ada sucked her teeth and gave Leon a look. “Oh , please. Like you could make her feel better than I do.” He turned his away from you and looked Ada up and down before rolling his eyes. “How about we let her decide who gets to play with her next? It’s only fair.” Ada squinted and scoffed. “Want Leon to fuck me , Ada..” Leon smirked at Ada and kissed your neck , biting down on it and sucking on the sore skin.

He moved from behind you and positioned him right on top of you , taking in your lustful expression. He muttered something under his breath and began to take his pants off. He stroked himself slowly , maintaining eye contact with you. You groaned impatiently and grabbed at his hips , your nails digging into his skin. “Please hurry , Lee.. Can’t take it anymore.” You pouted. He smirked at you and slapped your face gently a few times, giving you a mocking sympathetic look. “Poor baby.. Growing desperate? Tell me how badly you wan’t me.”

You frowned at him and tears welled up in your eyes. “P-please , Leon.. Want you in me.” He grinned at you and aligned himself at your entrance. “Atta girl.” Leon grabbed onto your hips and thrusted into you , moaning quietly. You whined and wrapped your legs around him.

“Fuck , you feel so good around me , sweet girl.” He said in a raspy voice. The only thing that left your wet lips were whines and whimpers. “Tell me how good I make you feel sweetheart.” You let out a breathy moan and bit your lip. “A-ah..~ Feels so good , Lee.” Leons thrust became more sloppy as his breathing grew heavy and unsteady. “ ‘m so close , Lee. Don’t stop..” You rasped.

Leons hips stuttered and he moaned quietly. “M-me too , baby. Cum all over me , sweetheart.” You pulsed around him and the pressure in your stomach grew heavier. You bit back a moan as released yourself onto Leon with a gasp. You shuddered and rested your eyes , tears streaming down your face.

“That felt good didn’t it? Way better than what Ada was doing , huh?” To fucked dumb to answer Leons question, you nodded slowly , unsure.

Ada scoffed and pushed Leon off of you. “Well , the night isn’t done yet. I bet I can make her scream my name louder than yours by the end of the night.” She smirked at you and pressed a kiss to your forehead. “Oh , fuck off..” Leon shot a glare at her.

“Don’t nod off yet , sweetheart. We’re not done.”

© goreradio 2023

➜ do not repost my work on any other platform , translate it , copy , or steal

[melyzard]

Time for a new edition of my ongoing vendetta against Google fuckery!

Hey friends, did you know that Google is now using Google docs to train it's AI, whether you like it or not? (link goes to: zdnet.com, July 5, 2023). Oh and on Monday, Google updated it's privacy policy to say that it can train it's two AI (Bard and Cloud AI) on any data it scrapes from it's users, period. (link goes to: The Verge, 5 July 2023). Here is Digital Trends also mentioning this new policy change (link goes to: Digital Trends, 5 July 2023). There are a lot more, these are just the most succinct articles that might explain what's happening.

FURTHER REASONS GOOGLE AND GOOGLE CHROME SUCK TODAY:

Stop using Google Analytics, warns Sweden’s privacy watchdog, as it issues over $1M in fines (link goes to: TechCrunch, 3 July 2023) [TLDR: google got caught exporting european users' data to the US to be 'processed' by 'US government surveillance,' which is HELLA ILLEGAL. I'm not going into the Five Eyes, Fourteen Eyes, etc agreements, but you should read up on those to understand why the 'US government surveillance' people might ask Google to do this for countries that are not apart of the various Eyes agreements - and before anyone jumps in with "the US sucks!" YES but they are 100% not the only government buying foreign citizens' data, this is just the one the Swedes caught. Today.]

PwC Australia ties Google to tax leak scandal (link goes to: Reuters, 5 July 2023). [TLDR: a Russian accounting firm slipped Google "confidential information about the start date of a new tax law leaked from Australian government tax briefings." Gosh, why would Google want to spy on governments about tax laws? Can't think of any reason they would want to be able to clean house/change policy/update their user agreement to get around new restrictions before those restrictions or fines hit. Can you?

SO - here is a very detailed list of browsers, updated on 28 June, 2023 on slant.com, that are NOT based on Google Chrome (note: any browser that says 'Chromium-based' is just Google wearing a party mask. It means that Google AND that other party has access to all your data). This is an excellent list that shows pros and cons for each browser, including who the creator is and what kinds of policies they have (for example, one con for Pale Moon is that the creator doesn't like and thinks all websites should be hostile to Tor).

[fuiabarcelos]

Sam Winchester: Fic Recs (August - 2023)

This month I've read a lot of fantastic stories. Congratulations to all the authors who wrote these incredible stories!

Most of the stories posted here weren't published this month, but they're my favorite stories I've read this month.

1 - I Bet On Losing Dogs: By @slvtwh0re

The reader is hit by a spell that makes her feel a lot of pain, Sam is there to make sure she's okay.

Info: One Shot - 1700 Words

Warnings: "pain, crying, near-death experience" - Warnings described by the creator.

2 - 12x06 Celebrating the Life of Asa Fox: By @imagining-supernatural

Info: One shot - 1078 Words

3 - All Work, No Play: By @idreamofhazel

What happens when you see Sam shirtless and can't control your feelings?

Info: One shot - 1700 Words

Warnings: "Just fluff" - Warnings described by the creator.

4 - “You fainted…straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention you didn’t have to go to such extremes.”: By @sharonisantisocialimagines

Info: One shot - 1466 Words

5 - Doctors Orders /Part 2: By @plus-size-reader

"Ketch kidnapping you and brainwashing you, along with Mary, in an attempt to use you against the boys."

Info: One shot (2 parts) - 2650 Words

Warnings: "None" - Warnings and summary described by the creator.

6 - All this time...: By @thinkinghardhardlythinking

"Sam and Y/N have been best friends since they first met when they were 15 years old. Now, Sam needs her help with a case and old feelings start to flare."

Info: Serie - 4 chapters

Warnings: "Angst and fluff and in the last part only, smut (you can just not read that part if smut is not for you, or go straight to it if it’s all you want)" - Warnings and summary described by the creator.

7 - The Perfect Date: By @queen-of-deans-booty

"You, Sam, and Dean have been through a lot and with Amara surfacing as a very serious threat, Sam just wants the perfect date for you to show you how much he loves you."

Info: One shot - 1469 Words

Warnings: "just some fluffy sammy" - Warnings and summary described by the creator.

8 - Car’s outside (but I don’t wanna go tonight): By @yourmomxx

"Sam feels bad because he’s always away on hunts. you reassure him."

Info: One shot - 1300 Words

Warnings: "Angst, fluff, insecure Sam" - Warnings and summary described by the creator.

9 - We're Endgame: By @kaleldobrev

"Although you’ve been out of the hunting game for years, Dean manages to suck you back in when you are recruited in pretending to date Sam for a case"

Info: One shot - 2900 Words

Warnings: "Fluff, Angst, Mutual Pining" - Warnings and summary described by the creator.

10 - Rainfall: By @67chevy-imagine

"A glimpse of how deep Sam’s affections truly are."

Info: One shot - 2521 Words.

[sohmiya]

Maxine Taylor @.maxtaylor · 3s

tits- i mean “HITS that keep my label in the business” EP is OUT NOW!!!!! lmk what song ur claiming 👀

enjoy the show 🅴

succubus

TMZ 🅴

poster rockstar 🅴

poster rockstar (clean ver.)

℗&© 2023 Heavenly Isle Records. Distributed by @infamous-if

enjoy the show

baby, i’m a goddamn phenomenon i’m the sweetest fucking dream nobody’s sleeping on it’s a full house here, they enjoy the show if you’re new to this then now you know people gather here like it’s a ritual but it’s no cult, i’m just heaven-sent if you don’t know who’s the baddest bitch of all don’t need the internet ‘cause here i am if you hate that i’m a paradigm just set up your confessional and have a cry lights, camera, action baby, i’m a goddamn phenomenon i’m the sweetest fucking dream nobody’s sleeping on it’s a full house here, they enjoy the show if you’re new to this then now you know i’m a vip (so marvelous) wanna get rid of me? (that’s blasphemous) you know they prayed for me i’m a prophecy i’ll bring you to your knees you’ll beg for me bow and put your hands together in the name of the mother and the daughter you won’t mistake me for another you’ll never lose me in translation every language knows my name and they say that i’m the greatest baby, i’m a goddamn phenomenon i’m the sweetest fucking dream nobody’s sleeping on it’s a full house here, they enjoy the show if you’re new to this then now you know i’m a vip (so marvelous) wanna get rid of me? (that’s blasphemous) you know they prayed for me i’m a prophecy i’ll bring you to your knees you’ll beg for me you’ll go insane trying to convince yourself i’m playing with your mind you’re not hallucinating look more closely, i’m the sign an intervention so divine baby, i’m a goddamn phenomenon i’m the sweetest fucking dream nobody’s sleeping on it’s a full house here, they enjoy the show if you’re new to this then now you know i’m a vip (so marvelous) wanna get rid of me? (that’s blasphemous) you know they prayed for me i’m a prophecy i’ll bring you to your knees you’ll beg for me

succubus

this party sucks no, i got nothing nice to say so i just keep my mouth shut anyway, thanks for the invite i hate it here someone do something make it interesting before i throw a fit i’m so bored out of my mind but i see somebody walking my way i got tricks that can make people scream my name and not just on stage you say you’d rather i demonstrate so you take me somewhere private bet you think i’m the prey you flip the switch but i turn the tables you got me acting so scandalous but don’t need a tape to go viral each round i can turn up the Scoville, hot as hell and i’m the succubus slithering into your temporal well, this was nice but i don’t run it back i keep it moving, onto the next our first is your last time but night and day you say you dream of me and i’m not heartless i can pretend to be in love one more night new party, same guy walking my way you know my tricks that can make people scream my name and not just on stage you’re addicted and your pupils dilated though you try to get me out your head you can’t stay away you flip the switch but i turn the tables you got me acting so scandalous but don’t need a tape to go viral each round i can turn up the Scoville, hot as hell and i’m the succubus slithering into your temporal i’m sending chills down your spine like emails finding the receptors deep in your mind so well they got you all alone reaching between your thighs got you wishing that you had me on your speed dial i one-up ‘em every time

TMZ

oh, here we go again been here, done this god, i’m so over it but i’m still in demand Cirque-Du-Soleil level kind of shit do i keep you entertained? this is not why i’m getting paid is this a charity case? i’m so tired of TMZ always milking my history but i’m feeling so generous go bring up my exes want gossip? i’ll give you a page now all eyes on me i’m so fucking greedy guess you think that you won go ahead, have your fun can’t let this attention go to waste paparazzi in my face want picture perfect? i’m the gallery everybody wants a taste call Michelin give me a star or three do i keep you entertained? this is not why i’m getting paid is this a charity case? i’m so tired of TMZ always milking my history but i’m feeling so generous go bring up my exes want gossip? i’ll give you a page now all eyes on me i’m so fucking greedy guess you think that you won go ahead, have your fun can’t let this attention go to waste i’m smart about my image ‘cause i was trained by the best yeah, i should thank my manager ‘cause you walked right into my hands you think i’m your freak you’re just my puppet but i’m no creature of habit ugh, this is looking like a rerun i’m so tired of TMZ always milking my history but i’m feeling so generous go bring up my exes want gossip? i’ll give you a page now all eyes on me i’m so fucking greedy while you’re stirring the pot on my rumored new flame me and besties blow up the stage by the time you shut down you’re done running your mouth but they’re never forgetting my name

poster rockstar (clean version)

the audio is the original because i second coming wasn’t able to record the clean version

no time for romance let me put you on the wait list i write the hits that keep my label in the business but call the doctor ‘cause i think i got a slipped disc from holding up my bosses like a reimagined greek myth i’m no industry plant not swimming in green but i’m so organic i’m raising the bar sending the big shots into a panic yeah, i’m this generation’s poster rockstar headlining tours and tabloids dominating charts and bad boys i can make your mama cry and break your dad’s heart sometimes, my agent gets a headache but it’s still within his pay grade yeah, he knows he got the perfect poster rockstar i’m so sick but don’t assume that it’s contagious one in a million yeah, they know that i’m the realest i’ll make it just to see my name on someone’s hit list crucified now, worshipped later call me lady Jesus after the supper, they’re gonna love me it’s a conversion whatever i serve, they’re eating it up it’s a communion yeah, i’m this generation’s poster rockstar headlining tours and tabloids dominating charts and bad boys i can make your mama cry and break your dad’s heart sometimes, my agent gets a headache but it’s still within his pay grade yeah, he knows he got the perfect poster rockstar i know one day you’ll be in LA on the walk of fame you’ll see i’ll have my own star