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formulas-bitch · 3 months

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THE DARK LORD charles leclerc x reader PART 4

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this may be the final part as i am running out of ideas but i have more stuff saved and cant wait for everyone to read those too

happy reading

The night was cool and crisp, the air filling the tent with the scent of burning wood and the earthy aroma of newly turned soil. The stars twinkled brightly in the inky sky, casting a soft, ethereal glow over the camp. Our heroes, their bodies weary from the day's events, lay side by side on their makeshift bed, staring up at the canvas ceiling as they tried to find sleep.

Despite the late hour, they could still hear the distant sounds of the camp outside: the rustling of guards' armor, the low murmur of voices, and the occasional clang of metal on metal. Their minds were racing, trying to process the events of the day and what it all meant for the future.

The stars seemed to twinkle with an intensity that reflected the emotions churning within them. As they lay there, their bodies pressed tightly together, they felt an overwhelming sense of connection and purpose. They knew that whatever challenges lay ahead, they would face them together.

A soft breeze found its way into the tent, rustling the canvas walls and sending tiny eddies of air swirling around their feet. It brought with it the scent of the nearby river, its icy waters flowing swiftly and silently through the night. They could hear the distant calls of creatures they had never encountered before, their cries echoing through the forest like ancient whispers.

The heroes continued to lie together, their bodies warm and comforting against each other's. The night seemed to stretch on endlessly, and yet they found it impossible to drift off to sleep. Their minds were too full of thoughts, their hearts too heavy with the weight of responsibility. They knew that the choices they made in the days to come would have far-reaching consequences, not just for their people, but for the world.

As they lay there, lost in their own thoughts, they became aware of a soft rustling coming from the direction of the campfire. At first, they paid it no mind, but as the sound grew louder and more insistent, they became concerned. They exchanged glances, their faces creased with worry. Something was amiss.

Slowly, they sat up, their bodies tense and alert. The rustling grew louder still, and then, from the darkness beyond the fire, they heard a low growl. It was the sound of a predator, stalking its prey. Their hearts raced as they realized that whatever it was, it was headed straight for them.

In an instant, they were on their feet, drawing their weapons. The heroes peered into the darkness, their eyes struggling to adjust to the lack of light. Shadows danced and twisted, making it impossible to discern the true form of the creature that stalked them. They glanced at each other, their faces pale with fear and determination. They would not go down without a fight.

The growl grew louder still, closer now. They could feel the hot breath of the beast on the back of their necks. With a start, they realized that it was no ordinary predator; it was the massive wolf that had attacked them earlier that day. Its fur was matted with blood, its eyes glowing with an unnatural light. It was clearly enraged, its every movement a testament to the power that coursed through its veins.

Our heroes exchanged glances, knowing that they could not hope to defeat the creature alone. They had faced adversity before, and always come out stronger on the other side. They would not break now. With newfound determination, they charged forward, rushing towards the wolf with Y/n hands glowing with powers and Charles sword drawn and shields raised. The wolf's head snapped up, its yellow eyes narrowing as it took in the approaching duo. It growled again, its massive jaws opening wide, revealing rows of sharp, white teeth.

The heroes closed the distance between them, their hearts pounding in their chests. As they drew near, the wolf's massive form towered over them, its fur bristling with anger. The heroes clashed with the beast, their weapons clanging against its thick hide. Swords were battered aside, shields shattered, spells were thrown, but still they fought on. Their strength and determination were matched only by the wolf's ferocity and unyielding will.

The battle raged through the camp, sending guards scrambling for safety and sending up clouds of dust. The ground shook with each blow as the heroes and the wolf traded blows, each one more powerful than the last. The air was filled with the clash of steel and coloured spells fired on fur, the growls of the beast, and the gasps of the exhausted combatants.

The wolf lunged at the heroes, its massive form almost engulfing them. They narrowly dodged the attack, springing back to opposite sides of the creature. As it turned its attention to Y/n, charles took the opportunity to deliver a powerful blow to the wolf's flank. Teeth gritted, he forced his sword deeper into its flesh, feeling the hot breath of the beast on his neck. The wolf howled in pain, its body bucking wildly, but it did not let go of its prey.

Meanwhile, Y/n struggled to keep the wolf's attention on her. She parried its claws and dodged its bites, her heart racing as she fought to stay alive. The battle raged on for what seemed like an eternity, the two heroes slowly weakening from exhaustion and blood loss. They could feel the ground shaking beneath them, the air growing thick with the stench of sweat and fear.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning split the sky, casting an eerie glow over the camp. In that brief moment, the heroes saw a figure standing nearby, watching them with a strange expression. As the lightning faded, they realized that it was another warrior, clad in the colors of their tribe. His sword was drawn, and he was preparing to join the fight.

The addition of the newcomer was enough to give the heroes fresh strength. They renewed their attack, pressing the wolf back with a combination of skill and sheer determination. The wolf growled in defiance, but it was clear that it was beginning to tire. Its movements grew sluggish, its breath coming in ragged gasps. The heroes took advantage of this, pressing their attack relentlessly.

The newcomer warrior joined the fray, his sword singing through the air as he moved with a grace and precision that belied his war-hardened appearance. he fought with a fury that matched the wolf's own, his eyes never leaving the beast as it struggled to keep its focus on the two heroes. The wolf howled in pain and frustration as it was forced to defend itself on multiple fronts.

Our heroes could feel the battle turning in their favor. They pressed their attack, pushing the wolf back with a renewed sense of purpose. The air grew thick with the sounds of clashing steel and the burst of spells and snarling beast. The ground shook as the three warriors danced around the enraged creature, their blades and spells a blur of motion and colours.

The wolf's coat was streaked with blood and and smoke, its sides heaving with each labored breath. It growled and snapped, but it could not break free from the relentless onslaught. The newcomer warrior moved with a grace that belied his battle-hardened form, his sword a whirlwind of death. The other two heroes fought in perfect synchrony, their movements almost telepathic.

As the battle raged on, the wolf began to weaken. Its attacks grew more desperate and less coordinated. It lunged at the heroes, only to be parried or dodged with ease. Its howls of pain and frustration echoed through the camp, piercing the hearts of the guards who cowered in fear.

The three warriors pressed their advantage, circling the wolf like a pack of hungry wolves. They moved in perfect unison, their blades and glowing hands a blur as they struck again and again at the beast's vulnerable flanks and exposed throat. The newcomer warrior danced with grace and power, his sword a living extension of his will. The other two heroes fought side by side, their movements as synchronized as if they had been born to fight together.

The wolf's struggles grew weaker, its eyes dulled by pain and fatigue. It snapped at the air, its jaws clacking pathetically as it sought purchase on its relentless attackers. Blood poured from its many wounds, staining the earth beneath it. With a final, desperate lunge, the wolf barley managed to sink its teeth into the leg of one of the heroes. But even as it fought to hold on, the other two heroes drove their blades deep into the beast's heart, ending its suffering. and with a final burst of power from Y/n's spell the wolf was disintegrated and was nothing but dust as the wind carried it away.

with the sudden use of power Y/n fell to her knees

"Y/n!" yelled charles as he run forward to catch his wife before she fell and hit her head on the ground.

the unknown soldier ran towards the dark lord and his wife

" WAIT do not move her. leave her laying down on the ground, we must take cover fast" screamed the unknown soldier

" i cant just leave her here you lunatick, she is my wife and why should i listen to you? i do not know eho you are" yelled Charles

" my name is Max i was sent here to help you my lord now u must listen to me it for all our protection" Max voiced

charles hesitantly followed max to a large tree and stood behind it.

all of a sudden a burst of energy wrappped around Y/n and lifted her off the ground as purple energy wrapped around her whole body and contuinied to get brighter and brighter

"Y/n!" screamed charles as max held him back

" my lord you need to wait and remain calm its all right" explained max

" how can i be calm when my wife is floating in some sort of energy unconsious huh? tell me" cried Charles

" its the child protecting her lady and healing her" Max explained

" what child ?" asked Charles

" my lord your child, your lady is with child" Max spoke

" how do you know she is with child" Charles questioned

" may i asked when my lady first used her power what colour it was my lord?" asked max

" green" answered Charles

" see when a women is with child their powers either go to purple or mix with their previous color, which in this case it seems to be a mix of purple, green and red" replied max

Charled was shocked, his wife, his Y/n was with his child

charles fell to his knees with tears in his eyes as he watches his wife being swormed with the three colours of energy as she slowly lowered to the ground

the dark lord is slowly snapped out of the trance he was in and hurried to his wife

"my love" Charles whispered as he caressed her cheek

slowly Y/n opens her eyes and the first thing she sees is her husbands green eyes

" mi amor your alright its ok, im here" whispered charles

" what happened? one seconed i was fighting the wolf the other iall i saw was darkness" cried Y/n

" its nothing my love its our child protecting their mother" cried out Charles happliy

" oh ok our child ....WAIT WHAT CHILD CHARLES!?" screamed Y/n

" darling your with child, max here tells us by the color of your powers my love" replied Charles

" we're having a child" whispered Y/n as happy tears fall from her eyes as she rushes to hus her husband

" slowly my love, u need to be careful you are carrying something very special now" laughed Charles

Y/n looks over to max and sees him smiling at the happy couple

" i do not know how to thank you sir Max you have saved me and my husaband from being slaughtered by that wolf. how can we ever repay you" Y/n spoke as she and Charles walked over to Max

" theres nothing really my lady, it is my duty to protect you and my lord" max said with a small smile

" well how about this, i Charles Leclerc the dark lord pronounce you Sir Max protector of my heir and my right hand man" Charles announced

Max stood there shock

" i... it would be my greatest honour my lord" max spoke happlily

" well there it is now lets gather everyone else and lets head home shall we my love?" charles questioned

" we shall" Y/N spoke

and so the heros gathered everyone else that survieved and headed back to the castle and slowly preparing for the arrival of the dark lords and his ladys child within a few months as Sir Max was assigned training the rest of the soldiers and new ones for any upcoming battles that may come their way

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targaryenluvs · 5 months

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MASTERLISTS!

THE MILESTONES

shipping events, blurbs and more! for the celebrations ❤️

HUNGER GAMES

the arena is ready.

PERCY JACKSON & THE OLYMPIANS

welcome to camp half-blood!

SUPERNATURAL

dads on a hunting trip, are you coming?

911

911, what is your emergency?

THE ROOKIE

LAPD, en route.

SUITS

ready to handle the case?

THE VAMPIRE DIARIES

mystic falls grill, what can i get you?

SIX OF CROWS

train to ketterdam is boarding.

GAME OF THRONES

the throne awaits.

HOUSE OF THE DRAGON

the dragon calls your name.

HARRY POTTER

ready to be sorted?

SLYTHERIN BOYS

so many to choose from, who’s your favourite?

BRIDGERTON

the first ball of the season, have you picked out your dress?

MARVEL

the quinjet is prepared for takeoff. who’s flying?

SPIDERVERSE

the portals open, are you coming in?

FORMULA ONE

lights out and away we go!

CRIMINAL MINDS

the teams waiting in the meeting room.

MISCELLANEOUS

ready for the unknown?

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vivwritesfics · 23 days

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Can you write a love triangle between Y/N, Lando and Charles?

There wasn't a lot to go on here so i added in an AU and dedicate it to the wonderful @biancathecool

They were an unconventional throuple, to say the least.

Throuples (if that is the correct term, deepest apoloogies/correct me if not) were a rare dynamic, especially in the werewolf community. And, if they did happen, they usually had an Alpha, someone dominant.

But not these three.

For starters, their pack was unconventional. Like, how many packs out there have more than one Alpha? It was a recipe for disaster, sure. But this pack had several.

It had taken a while to work it out, their dynamics (the pack, not the throuple). While the pack were all loyal to each other, the alphas had those that were more loyal to them than the other alphas.

Take Carlos Sainz, for example. He was a big strong alpha, just like every other alpha in the pack. But Lando Norris and Charles Leclerc were ever loyal to him, more so than they were to Oscar Piastri, or any other Alpha.

He had her, too. Carlos was fiercely protective over the three of them. His two Betas and his Omega. Of course, they weren't just his, but they were more his than any other Alpha.

And while they loved Carlos, the two Betas and the Omega found solace in each other. The kind they wouldn't find in anybody else.

It wasn't a rare sight to find Charles, Lando and herself cuddled up together, ignoring their responsibilities. The rest of the pack couldn't fault them. Max and Daniel also hid themselves away from the world like these three.

They weren't Alpha's, but as soon as somebody came into the room, Charles and Lando were in front of her, growling at anybody that came near. It wasn't in their nature to be this fiercely protective over her, but they just couldn't help it.

But, as soon as that person left them alone, the two of them were climbing back onto the sofa, into the bed (wherever) with her, wrapping her in their embrace. They placed kisses to her skin, delicate kisses to her lips as the three of them drifted back to sleep.

(Now I must say this is a rare occurrence, for them to be sleeping all day. Everyone in the pack had their job and Carlos wouldn't let them get away with slacking off for two long. But, even as they did their jobs, they were connected to each other.)

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totallycynically · 2 months

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Yall tiktok editors need to chill istg those cunty ass transitions are lethal weapons used to propagate me into developing a crush ANYONE at this point.

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httpsleclerc · 3 months

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under the monaco moonlight - vampire!au

pairing/s: Gasly!Reader x unnamed!bf, Vampire!Charles Leclerc x Gasly!Reader, Platonic!Pierre Gasly x Gasly!Sister!Reader, Platonic!Arthur Leclerc x Gasly!Reader

c/w: Implied smut, attempt of sexual assault, brief shitty descriptions of violence, bad ending??

w/c: 1.7k

summary: Charles Leclerc is in love with the forbidden fruit, or his best friends sister Y/N Gasly and can't control his instincts when she's in trouble.

a/n: no one asked for this but I might do a part two if anyones interested x

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Charles knew this was wrong.

You were his childhood best friends little sister, but he couldn't help himself from watching the way your hips swayed in time to the music which blared over the speakers, your mini skirt - Which he knew your brother would not be happy seeing you in - rising higher up your thighs as you moved. He knew that it was wrong to think of himself between your thighs, pleasuring you in ways which you'd never been before, satisfying you unlike how the boy you were grinding against would.

He needed you so bad it hurt.

If his heart were beating he was sure he'd feel it ache in desire for you.

He stood by Arthur, his eyes trained on you as his jaw clenched and he tightly gripped the glass he'd been nursing as he watched you, so tight that he would surely smash the glass into tiny pieces if he held it any harder. He feared if he pursued you any more than he had, then your heart would end up in the same way as the glass could, he feared he'd fall too in love with you and sink his teeth too far into your neck, leaving you helpless and bleeding. He'd never be able to explain himself to Pierre, how could be explain what he had done to his best friends precious baby sister? Your one night fling weeks ago had become a regular thing, despite you being adamant that you loved your boyfriend, but any time you and him had sex, all you could do was think about was Charles, how good he made you feel, how deliciously full you felt when he was inside you, the way that he left you stumbling the next day; scrambling for an excuse to try and satisfy your boyfriend.

"You are staring at her again, Charles," Arthur chided his older brother, he knew just how in love with you Charles was, but also knew that he'd never let himself love you properly for the fear of hurting you. Sleeping with you and being the other man would have to suffice for now.

"No I am not," Charles defended himself quickly, too quickly for Arthur to believe him. "I'm just...keeping an eye on her with that stupid boy. Pierre asked me to." Arthur chuckled at Charles' excuses. The two Leclerc's watched as you turned and faced your boyfriend, giggling as you pressed a small kiss on his lips and heading off to the bathroom, entrusting him with your drink - Which would be your first mistake of the night. Charles watched as you weaved your way through the mass crowd of the club towards the bathroom and flitted his attention back to that of your boyfriend, watching as he emptied a sachet of white powder into your drink.

"Charles?" Arthur nudged him, trying to see what had gained his brothers attention but Charles' attention was otherwise diverted away from his little brother. How dare this boy violate your trust like this?

"Fucker, I'm going to kill him," Charles went to storm off, but Arthur grabbed him before he could do any harm to your boyfriend. "Arthur let me go. He's going to hurt her." He backed off, noticing that Charles' eyes were no longer their usual green colour, now a deep, dark red. His eyes scanned the crowd, seeing you standing back with your boyfriend, now looking disoriented and swaying on your feet, putting up no argument as he grabbed your hand and dragged you through the crowd with no regard to you stumbling over your feet in your high heels.

Charles weaved his way through the crowd, blood and adrenaline pumping through his veins as the music continued to pound through the speakers and coloured lights flashed and illuminated the otherwise dark club that he was in. Making his way outside, his pale skin shone under the Monaco moonlight, eyes scanning for you anywhere in the crowd gathered outside of the club.

"No, I don't feel good," He heard you whining from a dark alleyway a couple of streets down, your voice thick with tears and fear. You felt like you were dying, you were hot one minute, cold the next, your stomach was halfway up your throat ready to be thrown up at any minute, and you didn't have the strength to defend yourself against your boyfriend. You wanted to go home, you wanted Pierre to come and get you and make sure that this boy was too scared to ever look in your general direction ever again. "(Name), please stop, I don't feel well." You pleaded, futilely trying to push him off of you, your eyes welling up with tears as he pushed his knee in between your legs.

"It won't hurt as much if you stop struggling, pretty girl."

That sent Charles over the edge. He promised Pierre that he wouldn't let anything happen to you and now you needed help. Before he could hurt you any further, he was pulled off of you, hitting the wall opposite with a grunt.

Charles loomed over him, his teeth bared and eyes red.

Drowning out the sound of your crying and whimpering, Charles let his instinct take over, tearing into your pathetic excuse of a boyfriend as you screamed and cried, unsure if you were really seeing this or if you were hallucinating. You covered your eyes as you cried, shielding yourself from the violent attack happening in front of you.

Charles huffed he stood back up, wiping blood away from the side of his mouth and turning back to face you, his stomach dropping as he saw your distraught and distressed state. Panicking, he pulled your hands away from your face hoping that his familiarity would in some way calm you down - but the sight of your brothers best friend with red eyes and a face covered in your boyfriends blood only pushed your fear.

"No! Let go of me! Someone help me!" You screamed out, trying in vain to push Charles off of you so you could find someway to get back home. Charles, in a further panic, pressed his hand onto your mouth to silence your screaming.

"Please calm down, ange, it's all okay, I promise," Charles tried to calm you, even if it appeared to be without any result as you continued struggling to try and get away from him. "Please, please just calm down and let me explain, just let me talk to you." Looking into Charles eyes, you found yourself feeling more and more at ease, still despite your efforts to get away from him. His stomach sunk as he realised he'd unintentionally tranced you, leaving you at his mercy.

"Charles, what...what's going on?" You dazedly asked him, slumping forward into his embrace and leaning your head on his shoulder, leaving your neck perfectly exposed to him; Charles found months and years of self-control withering away, he'd never allowed himself to be in such close proximity to you.

"Please not now, Y/N, you need to rest," He tried to persuade you to go to sleep, hoping that under your trance like state that you would. Fighting sleep, you looked up into Charles' red eyes, hoping to find some glimpse of your Charles, not this...blood sucking monster, you wanted your Charles who always made sure to clean you up after your sexual encounters, who made sure that you were still okay with what you were doing, who you knew loved you but for some reason you never knew, could never let himself.

"I love you, Charles," You confessed, pulling his blood soaked face to look at you, even though all he could focus on was the pulse point of your neck, the sound of your blood rushing through your veins was too much for him to take.

He couldn't take it anymore.

You let out a gasp as Charles' fangs pierced through your neck, two sharp pain points flashing and then going numb. You knew that it was futile trying to get away from him, and accepted that if this was how you died, then you were dying in the arms of the man that you loved - even if it meant you'd never see your beloved brother again.

As Arthur made his way outside and up the street to look for where Charles had gone, he stopped in his tracks as he saw you laying almost lifeless in his brothers arms, his teeth well sunk into your neck as the blood had almost been drained from your body and the life drained from you.

"Charles! stop!" He pulled Charles off of you, unsure if you were even still alive. "Oh my God, Charles, you have to help her." Arthur checked your neck where Charles had bitten you, feeling a faint pulse.

"No, I can't, Pierre will kill me, Arthur," Charles was near hyperventilating, and looked at Arthur confused as he let out a chuckle and shook his head.

"Oh, and you think he won't kill you when someone finds her here dead and you have to explain to Pierre that it was you, and that you left her here like a coward because you can't control yourself?!" The two brothers were now panicking, despite being in some way immortal, they were terrified of Pierre, your older brother was fiercely defensive over you. Acting quickly and moving beside you once more, Charles bit into his wrist, piercing the vein and watching as his blood slowly trickled out, much darker and thicker than your own, and put his wrist at your mouth, forcing you to drink his blood despite your very weak protests.

"We'll take her back to my place, tell Pierre she met a friend and she's staying there for the night, deal?"

"Deal."

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raycassidy · 4 months

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What better way to describe what happened 2day in F1 by using this template. Lewis Hamilton, congrats for making the silly season extra chilli like Carlos Sainz likes.

See what I did there?? But I feel bad for Carlos Sainz. No one deserves to be treated like that but yeah F1 is a cutthroat sport.

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july-juneandsummer · 7 months

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So...lestappen girlies really went through all the highs and lows of a true 5th of November, huh?

Step one: omg he loves him

Step two: superhell

#i am so sorry #for you guys #formula 1 #f1 #brazil gp 2023 #lestappen #max verstappen #charles leclerc #supernatural #nov 5th #destiel

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logansargeantsbabymom · 13 days

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Formula 1 Masterlist

This is just where you can find all of my Fics (will be updated as I post)

I give no one permission to use or rewrite my work (not that it’s any good)

Reblogs are welcomed and encouraged!

there’s gonna be much much much more, i promise. i’ll write one fic and then a different type of fic with a different person pops in my head and i have to start writing that one so i can have it in my drafts

thank you and enjoy (pls send requests too)

tag list form below:

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Logan Sargeant:

Therapy

Therapy pt2 (coming soon)

Too Good To Say Goodbye (SNEAK PEAK)

Too Good To Say Goodbye pt1

Too Good To Say Goodbye pt2

Too Good To Say Goodbye pt3

Too Good To Say Goodbye pt4

Earned It

Logan Sargeant SMAU

Anyone But Me

Who's Afraid of Little Old Me? (Almost done)

Lando Norris:

Lonely Christmas

Haunted (not started)

Too Good To Say Goodbye pt2

Too Good To Say Goodbye pt3

Too Good To Say Goodbye pt4

Carlos Sainz:

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Any Kind Of Life (almost done)

Should've Said No (not started)

Charles Leclerc:

Gorgeous (not started)

Daniel Ricciardo:

After Last Night (almost done)

Lewis Hamilton:

Show Me

PillowTalk (coming soon)

Oscar Piastri:

Money Make Her Smile (almost done)

George Russell:

Baby on Board (almost done)

Don't Blame Me (not started)

Max Verstappen:

Midnight Memories (almost done)

Lance Stroll:

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greywritesthings · 17 days

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I'm thinking of adding some non cm fandoms to my writing list

(There will be all eventually just going off who to do first, poly ships are accepted, no wincest!!)

+ gabriel has been added to the list

+ logan sargent has been added to the list

#greyschats #supernatural #supernatural x reader #dean winchester x reader #sam winchester x reader #oscar piastri fluff #oscar piastri x reader #lando norris x reader #lando norris fluff #f1 x reader #charles leclerc fluff #carlos sainz fluff

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demisexual-eddie-diaz · 2 months

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someone ask me things I’m so bored I’m begging you

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beam-of-sunlightbb · 7 months

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#gaza strip #palestine #israel #colonialism #social justice #v for vendetta #nov 5th #supernatural #spn #attack on titan #election #destiel #formula 1 #charles leclerc #tel aviv #feminism

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targaryenluvs · 7 days

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100K CELEBRATION!

hello my lovelies, we’ve recently reached 100k likes (which is insane in my eyes) and i wanted to throw a little party in here ❤️

1) my requests are open for all fandoms, (click here for fandoms) and you can request blurbs and imagines. you can also ask for specific appearances or names to cater to you.

2) shipping event! i love these myself so why not? you can add a fandom of your choice to be shipped with a character and a blurb about your personality and appearance. in return you’ll get a blurb of the two of you! (adding your real name is optional you can choose to give me a nickname or just y/n).

i don’t know as of now when i’ll close this, thanking all 3.6k (how did we get here wtf) of my lovely followers whether your new or an og, i appreciate you all ❤️

Prompts:

Angst/Hurt:

'You scared me back there.”

“You never really cared, did you?” “I always cared, you never noticed.”

“Do you think you’re invincible?”

"I came as soon as I heard." “You didn’t have to.”

“If you didn’t want to be with me then why the hell did you drag me along?”

“Do you love them?”

“I can’t even look at you.”

“You need to take care of yourself.” “Why do you care?”

“Don’t touch me!”

“Did you ever love me?”

Fluff:

“I would wait here forever.” “God you’re cheesy.”

“Y/n, I love you.” “Finally.”

“You’re cute as hell.” “I know.”

“I could keep you in my pocket all day.”

“Is that my shirt?” “Yes.” “Keep it, looks good on you”

"Wear a sweater, it's cold out."

“Have you eaten today?” “I’ll eat you.” “Woah.”

“Did you buy me flowers, why?” “Just take the damn flowers.” “Naw, have I made you sappy?”

“If I called you the apple of my eye, would you hit me?” “Yes.”

“Time for bed.” “No I have work…” “Doesn’t matter, come on.” “Noooo!”

Flirty/Smutty/Jealous:

“If he doesn’t stop staring I swear to god—,” “Un-ball your fists please.”

“Now how am I supposed to focus when you look like that?”

“Do you ever shut up?” “There’s ways to make a girl shut up yknow?”

“I’d rather die than kiss you.” “Sure thing Y/n.”

“God you’re divine.”

“This is too small. You’re too close.” “Well who’s bright idea was it to hide in a closet?”

“Is that blushing I see?” “No, shut up!”

“I’m sorry it’s a bit difficult to stand here whilst everyone is staring at my girl.”

“I want to put you in a chokehold.” “Whoa sweetheart, you kiss your mother—,” *Smothers his mouth*

“You’re lucky I have self restraint.”

Dark:

1 - “I gave you a chance, remember that.”

2 - “The longer you hide the worse it’ll be when I find you.”

3 - “Did you really think you could get rid of me?”

4 - “Someone dangerous could’ve hurt you.” “You are dangerous.”

5 - "If I was you sweetheart, I’d get to runnin’."

6 - “Just leave me alone.” “Don’t hurt my feelings, god knows what I’ll do.”

7 - “Can’t tell me you don’t want it when you’re acting like this Y/n/n.”

8 - "You don't want to be my good girl?"

9 - "Missed me have you?" “How’d you find me?”

10 - “And who’s going to believe you?”

Cannot wait for requests!

- Kira 🎀

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