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the entirety of the solaire meet up audio can be summed up like this

vincent: objection! nuh uh.

porter: the fuck you mean 'nuh uh'??

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Soo nobody is gonna talk about this? 🤨 Since when is Connor besties with an F1 driver? Since WHEN Connor is a model for HIS GAMING COMPANY MERCH? WHAT IS GOING ON!!

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Back To You

summary: y/n came to Japan for the vibes, cars, and freedom. she even thought that maybe she’ll get the peacefulness she’s been looking for all her life. spoiler, she didn’t. but would she trade that for anything else? not.

pairing: han lue x reader

author's note: this will probably be a multi-part series! feel free to request :) also, this is my first fic, please be nice!

warnings: none as of now. but please do tell me if there’s something that i missed!

You could break my heart in two But when it heals, it beats for you I know it's forward but it's true

October 2007, Tokyo, Japan.

Y/N pulled up into the parking building in her Acura NSX. This was what she missed, the adrenaline, the bustle, and the stares. She drove slowly, spotting the parking her friend saved for her. She parks and gets out of the car, attracting stares from multiple people around the area. She figured out that the community must be close, considering that they almost immediately figured out that she was a new face. She roamed her eyes around the place until she finally spotted Neela walking towards her.

“Welcome to Japan!” Neela laughs, pulling her into a hug. “How was the flight?”

“It was shit. I’m never flying anywhere that long ever again.” Y/N rolls her eyes, walking over to the hood of her car, and opening it.

“Well maybe, you could’ve afforded better tickets if you didn’t spend your whole fortune on this damn car!” Neela sneers, with her eyes on the setup her friend managed to snag while she was in the US.

“When Papa died, he said in his will that I should spend what he left me on something that I will be happy with. I should spend it on something that I’m passionate about. And I’m not passionate about business class plane tickets. Plus! Dom got me a good deal on this, who am I to pass on that?” Y/N reasons, leaning on the side of her car.

“Whatever makes you sleep at night, Y/N,” Neela says while rolling her eyes. Y/N laughs as she spots two guys walking over to them. One of the guys with a leather jacket wraps his arms around Neela while kissing her cheeks.

“Oh! Y/N, this is Takashi,” Neela says, pointing at the guy with his arms wrapped around her. “And this is Marimoto, Takashi’s assistant guy.” Neela points to the other guy with blonde hair. “And guys, this is Y/N. She’s new around here!”

“Nice to meet you!” Y/N smiles meekly. Takashi and Marimoto eye her car and setup, until they are interrupted by another guy.

“New face?” The guy raises his eyebrows. Y/N eyes him up and down until Takashi speaks up.

“This is Han Lue. I work with him. Han, this is Y/N. Neela’s friend.” Takashi points to him. Han Lue raises his right hand, offering a handshake. Y/N takes it, with a confusing look. Is it a habit in Japan to only shake hands without the thumb and index finger?

“Sorry, wouldn’t wanna get crumbs on your hands.” Han laughs. That’s when she acknowledges the fact that his thumb and index finger do have cheese dust on them, and she’s thankful he did that. Han eyes her car and set up with a knowing look until Takashi breaks the silence.

“Nice build, Y/N! I’m impressed.” Takashi smiles. Y/N smiles back feeling proud until Marimoto comments.

“I bet that you had someone else make it for you. Do you even drift?” Marimoto chuckles. Y/N raises her eyebrows at him. “I do know how to drift. How about you? Do you even know how to drive?” Y/N says, tilting her head to the side.

“Hey, watch your mouth. I’ve been here for years. I’m a good ass driver.” Marimoto says, walking towards her.

“Then walk your talk,” Y/N says, while taking out a roll of money, and putting it in front of his face.

“Oh, I will!” Morimoto says as he tosses his money to a guy with a coat on. Y/N does the same thing as she watches him walk away. She gets into her car and closes the door. Neela walks towards her door and Y/N rolls down her window.

“Just couldn’t keep your mouth shut even just for one night huh?” Neela rolls her eyes, looking at her worriedly. “He was talking shit, Neela. I can’t let him do that. I also get to try out my setup tonight! Isn’t that good?” Y/N smiles, starting her car.

“Just stay safe, yeah? He’s kind of an asshole driver.” Neela sighs, backing up. “I will, Mom!” Y/N smiles, rolling up her window and driving to the starting point of the race.

Ready, Get Set, Go!

Y/N arrives on the rooftop with prideful glee. A guy comes up to her window and hands her the money she won from the bet. She hears Morimoto’s whines, but that’s the least of her worries right now. She’s enjoying the celebration happening right outside her car, not until Han comes up to her window.

“Congrats,” Han says nonchalantly, currently chewing his snack of choice, Pepero. “Thanks,” Y/N says awkwardly. Han looks around the inside of her car before speaking. “Toretto built this for you?” He asks.

Panic. Panic builds up inside Y/N. How did he know? He wasn’t supposed to know. You’re fucked, Dom is fucked, and everyone you’ve hanged out within the past few months is fucked.

“Who’s that supposed to be?” Y/N shakily laughs, slowly preparing to pull away from the building. “I have to go,” Y/N says with a shaky voice. She rolls up her window and drives out of the building, not knowing where to go.

Once Y/N was convinced that no one was following her, she pulls up to a convenience store. She takes out her flip phone and quickly dials Dom’s number.

“Y/N. Why are you calling at this hour?” Dom answers, with a confused tone. “Look, I don’t know how he recognized the car, hell I didn’t even explain anything! I just raced and suddenly he just knew! I’m so fucking sorry Dom, I swear I didn’t mean for this to happen!” Y/N explains hurriedly.

“Woah woah, slow down kid. What happened?” Dom asks worriedly. “There was this guy, Neela’s boyfriend introduced me to him. He was quiet, he was just looking at my setup like any person would. I didn’t even get to talk to him that much. I won a race and he suddenly came up to my car again. He looked around and suddenly asked if it was you who built this car for me. I don’t even know how he knows!” Y/N explains, with a shaky voice.

“Okay, it’s okay Y/N. I want you to describe this guy.” Dom asks calmly. “He has long hair, he’s very nonchalant, and he eats a lot I guess? His name is Han, I think.” Y/N answers.

Dom chuckles at her. “You know kid, you do drink too much coffee,” Dom says with a teasing tone. “What’s so funny about this situation, Dom? We’re fucked!” Y/N says, frustrated.

“Calm down, kid. Do you remember the stories I told you before? Me and my past jobs? I told you about a guy who lost his girlfriend in one of our jobs, right?” Dom explains. “Yeah, the girlfriend’s name is Giselle, right?” Y/N asks.

“Mhm,” Dom answers. “So what the fuck does that have to do with our situation right now?” Y/N questions.

“He’s the guy in question. The Han Lue you just met, is the guy I worked with before.” Dom says. You can almost see the smile on his face.

Y/N’s fucked, again. As soon as Dom and Y/N’s conversation end, Y/N dials Neela’s number, hoping she can fix her mistake tonight.

“Y/N! Why’d you run off? I was worried about you!” Neela exclaims. “I’m sorry, something came up. But do you know where I can find the guy you introduced to me earlier? Han’s his name.” Y/N asks.

“Ooh! Is it a crush?” Neela teasingly asks. “Oh God no! I just need to talk to him about something. Can you send me his address or something? It’s urgent.” Y/N pleads. “Okay okay! I’ll text you the address. It’s a garage, so just pull over. You should find him there.” Neela says.

“Thanks a lot, Neela! I owe you one.” Y/N says.

As soon as Y/N receives the text containing the address, she starts her car and speeds to the garage. She pulls over and turns off the engine of her car. She gets out and walks into the garage. She looks around until she is greeted by a guy that looks like he’s in high school.

“Perfume? Nice smell! Nice American smell!” The guy says, bringing out a Victoria Secret cologne. That was very American.

Y/N chuckles. “No thanks. I’ve smelled enough of those.” Y/N declines.

“Oh, shit girl! You’re from the US? I’m Twinkie, nice to meet you!” He says, offering his hand. Y/N shakes his hand.

“Nice to meet you! Do you know where I can find Han Lue?” Y/N questions. Just before the guy in front of her was able to answer, he was interrupted by a familiar voice.

“Twinkie, what did I say about selling products here?” Han says, coming down. “That’s who you’re looking for,” Twinkie says, pointing at Han. He smiles meekly at Y/N and Han, then walks away.

“What brings you here, new girl?” Han smirks, walking towards her with another pack of Hello Panda. Y/N smiles meekly. “I know. I’m sorry, I panicked. I didn’t realise who you were.” Y/N says, looking down.

He looks up at her, chuckling. "All good. Wanna look around?"

#han lue imagine #fanfiction #fast and furious fanfiction #fast and furious #han lue fanfiction #han seoul oh #han lue x reader #han lue #han lue imagines #han x reader #han x you

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“Before I die, I want to be somebody’s favorite hiding place, the place they can put everything they know they need to survive, every secret, every solitude, every nervous prayer, and be absolutely certain I will keep it safe. I will keep it safe.”

–Andrea Gibson

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you know it’s going downhill again when you’re back on the fanfic bullshit.

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Nothing quite like soft characters going feral and feral characters going soft

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U ALREADY HAD ME WHEN IS SAID THAT IT INVOLVES SELINA... BUT A THREESOME????????/ COUNT ME THE FUCK IN OMYGODDDD

good girl. || bruce wayne x f!reader x selina kyle.

This time, Selina brings someone else over to play.

Drabble. Explicit Sexual Content. Threesome.

WARNINGS: 18+ ONLY. Vaginal Fingering. Voyeurism. Collars & Choking. Vaginal Sex. FMF Threesome. Virginity Loss. Minorly Edited.

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The collar is tight around your neck. One simple pull on the lead, and she has you arching. Sharp gasps burst from your parted lips. A sheen of sweat has prickled across your skin.

Down below, her fingers slowly pump in and out of your soaked cunt. Just two - index and middle, curled at the knuckle and perfectly angled. She knows what she's doing. How to touch you. It's not the first time that Selina has had you in her bed after all - just the first time that she's brought a friend to watch her between your legs.

Calls him Vengeance.

He stands in the shadows. Lost in the darkness, apart from those eyes. They glisten as they watch her take you apart - inch by inch, and repeatedly. Over and over until you've lost track of the amount of times that your body has clenched and came around her touch.

Everything within you is singing - tingling with currents of delicious electricity.

Another tight pull of the collar around your neck has your arms shaking against the restraints pinning you down by the wrists. The air catches in your lungs. Your head is reeling - and the endorphin rush makes it feel like you're drunk. Selina just keeps fucking you with her fingers, rolling the pad of her thumb so perfectly over your clit.

Her voice is a low, sultry coo. "You look so pretty, baby. But how about something a little more?"

Unable to think straight, you nod. Above, she just smiles that beatific smile. The dim ceiling light catches upon many silver rings as her other hand beckons him over to take her place.

When the Batman pushes himself inside your throbbing cunt, his eyelids flutter shut in silent ecstasy behind the mask. The noise that escapes him is feeble, almost pained - and Selina's own flickers wider as her hand slides up to curve around his broad shoulder. Your wetness glistens atop her fingers as they stroke reassuringly down his bunched bicep.

"First time?" she asks him - not unkindly, and he only nods, panting hoarsely. "Alright then. Just move your hips. Just like this."

She moves behind, showing him exactly how to tilt, and you whimper as his own hips follow. His cock slides further into your cunt. You can feel the stretch of your walls as they flutter to accommodate his impressive girth. The cuffs on your wrists clink as you strain against their hold. Selina pulls the leash tighter, until you splutter and cease struggling.

"Easy, baby," she purrs. "Wouldn't want to ruin this for him, would we? Be a good girl, and take what he gives you."

And just like she says, you do.

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A/N: This came to me right before bed and I couldn't sleep until I had it written down. I blame the DBBSG Discord for sending in that particular naughty GIF 👀

BRUCE WAYNE || MAIN MASTERLIST

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a world tour is happening........ WHERE THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSE TO GET MONEY 

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Rules/Frequently Asked Questions

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ABOUT ME

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MASTERLIST

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DEAD 😭😭😭

Reid: * random rants*

Prentiss: ...

Prentiss: dude, I literally just asked if you wanted to play roblox

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THIS IS ABSOLUTELY ADORABLE MAKES ME WANNA CRY

drunk aaron 🥺🥺🥺🥺 you two are out with the team and somehow you all managed to get him to do a row of shots with you guys (you guys being: you emily derek and penelope. rossi spencer and jj just watch and laugh at you all being Dorks) and you let penelope know that you wont be drinking too much because someone would still need to drive home but to not tell aaron so he could keep drinking and letting loose and at one point you can feel him staring up at you and you turn your head and bumps noses with dopey eyed aaron, who's resting his chin on his palm looking at you with the Biggest Heart Eyes and you giggle and say "hi" and he all dreamily goes "hi💖💖💖💖" and you giggle more and ask "can i help you with something?" and he gives you a silly smile and says: "you're s'pretty, are you seeing anyone? cant believe no one's wooed you yet" and you giggle at your drunk husband, your eyes flicking up to meet the team's grinning faces at the sight of their boss all mushy hehehe you playfully pout and tell him "yeah, i am. i'm married actually." and his face Drops but then he smiles, "lucky guy, cant believe i was too late, but hope you two have a happy marriage" and you giggle and laugh again and tell him "yeah he's pretty lucky. and good thing you werent too late, because you're that lucky guy." and his eyes light up and he's like "me?! im the lucky guy??" and you laugh and nod and he has the goofiest grin on his face and he sits up to kiss you all over your face and you wrap your arms his waist to keep him upright as his kisses you all while he murmurs "i love you" over and over again into your cheeks and forehead and jaw and neck hehehehehe🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺👉👈

hehehehe you can see his eyes getting glassier and glassier the more that he drinks and you giggle when you see his movements get choppier and sloppier every time derek buys him a shot and says “time to let loose, boss man” and you giggle watching your husband toss the shot back with a wink at you - a wink that you realize is him trying to “woo” you because he’s so gone he doesn’t even realize that you’re his wife akshskshs he leans in real close with that sugary sweet grin and you hum “well, aren’t you a flirt, agent hotchner” and when you let him in on the secret that you two are married, he snatches your left hand to inspect the ring he gave you and his eyes widen “i bought this on my fbi salary????” which makes everyone laugh and he kisses the ring before tugging you over onto his lap to kiss your cheeks and you giggle quietly, murmuring “are you ready to go home, sunshine?” and he ‘whispers’ “can we kiss some more?” and you giggle and you smooch his cheek “we can get in our jammies and cuddle to sleep. and there may be a good night kiss or two involved” which makes him grin so wide and nibble on your cheek before plopping his keys in your lap so you can take him home <33 when you do get him back to the apartment and past jessica who is literally sobbing she’s laughing so hard at how drunk he is, you help him wiggle into his jammies and he tackles you into bed because “you promised me cuddles!!” and he lays his head right on your chest and wiggles until he’s comfortably wrapped around you and then the rambling starts “you’re so comfortable, married the prettiest, most comfortable wife in the world. just wanna be right here forever” and you grin as you stroke your hand through his hair “you’re so cute, aaron” and he gasps “no!! you’re cute!!” and you giggle “okay, how about were cute together” and that makes him so so happy as he chatters away about how much he loooooves you 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

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THE WAY I SQUEALED WHEN I SAW THIS AAAAA THIS IS AMAZING

cerulean shaded. || bruce wayne x f!reader.

Bruce makes good on his earlier promise. (Part 2 to ‘copper stained.’)

Hurt and Comfort. Smut. Friends to Lovers.

NO SPOILERS FOR ‘THE BATMAN (2022).’

WARNINGS: 18+ ONLY; Explicit Sexual Content; Descriptions of Blood & Injuries; Likely Inaccurate Medical Care; Pain Kink; Praise Kink; Oral Sex (M!Receiving); Vaginal Stimulation; Face F*cking; Unprotected Sex; Very Minor Breeding Kink; Some Rough Sex Elements; A Single Spank for Good Measure; Reader Has Long Hair - But No Other Descriptors Used; Not Beta-Read.

Word Count: 5.4k

PART ONE || DCEU || MASTERLIST

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A flood of steam fills the room.

The humidity only makes the embarrassment that you feel more tangible. Unbearably pronounced. It’s an unwelcome sensation that crawls up your neck in burning tendrils. But, no matter how unpleasant, it does little to wash away the lingering prickle of desire conjured by his touch.

Nervously, your eyes fall to the door. Will he actually follow?

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Something About Risk

Pairing - Pattinson!Bruce Wayne x Reader Summary - Y/n is recruited to handle the logistics of the Batman persona, ignoring the danger that comes with it. When she is deemed missing by Gotham police, Bruce doesn’t stop until he finds her. Warnings - Violence, Blood, Angst Words - 2.7K

A/n - For anyone wanting the part two to The Problem with Duality, I plan for it to be posted by the end of this week :)

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In the last 24 hours Bruce had found himself in the Batman suit for most of them. Though, he wasn’t running after a common criminal, nor was he chasing leads. No, he was about patrolling the streets looking for Y/n. He must have been down every street at least twice by now. He scanned them, scanned the people he spotted. Every now and again asking if people they had seen his assistant.

Yet here he was, pulling up to the police station with empty hands. Law enforcement currently had their hands pretty full as it was. An active serial killer roaming the streets did that. But that was what scared Bruce so much. If she wasn’t here, if she wasn’t answering any of his messages or calls, then where was she? He fell down a certain rabbit hole thinking that maybe Y/n had become the newest victim of this gruesome series of killings.

Bruce walked into the station, every single cop and detective lined together, gathered for a briefing that had yet to begin. “Just in time, Batman.” Gordon spoke. The man was standing by the door, towards the back of the group when Bruce walked in. “You probably want to listen to this.”

And so, without any comments he did. The Sheriff stood at the front of this large group, a presentation situated behind him that was sure to follow the speech he was about to give. “I’m sure you’re all aware of the current ongoing investigation into our most recent serial murderer.” He went on, Bruce listening to where this was going and why Gordon believed he needed to listen. “We have a more general update for everyone here today.” Then the man turned to his prestation. A click at his remote and suddenly Y/n wasn’t just starring back at Bruce, but everyone stood in that room. “Y/n Y/l/n has officially been deemed as missing and we have reason to believe she’s the next target.”

Bruce stood still. Absolutely still.

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did someone literally just wrap my feelings for bts in a single tweet

society if you were a bts stan and wrote smut for them 📈📈📈📈

omg i’m so flattered!! def more of a casual listener but namjoon could get it 👀