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claricelispctor · 1 year

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GUIA DO SOBRENATURAL: criaturas não-humanas e como explorá-las.

TEMA DO POST: bruxas.

Oi, pessoal! Me foi pedido no particular sobre dicas de criaturas que não fossem vampiros, lobisomens ou qualquer coisa do gênero para desenvolver, tanto em real life quanto em roleplays e escritas naturalmente sobrenaturais. Por isso, decidi fazer uma coleção com esse tema aqui no meu blog e vou estar atualizando conforme for possível. Vocês podem deixar dicas, sugestões ou até pedidos na minha inbox que serão atendidos. Junto com os temas abordados, vou deixar também links de fácil leitura e acesso para que possam aprender um pouco mais, bem vibe pesquisa da oitava série, até os mais complexos. Ah, e se for útil de alguma maneira, não se esqueça de reblogar e deixar o like para atingir mais pessoas.

I. O QUE SÃO BRUXAS.

As bruxas ficaram populares na Idade Média quando, com a Santa Inquisição, a igreja Católica passou a perseguir diversas mulheres acusando-as de serem contra a vontade de Deus por fazerem poções curativas, impedindo o curso natural da morte e até mesmo por suas aparências, deficiências e menstruação. Absurdo? Sim, mas é o que regime até então comandado por homens e glorificando o gênero cis-masculino como o único puro e possível para governar avançava. Com isso, as mulheres foram assassinadas por meios de enforcamento, linchamento, afogamento e a famosa fogueira, muito popular especialmente em contos e em histórias reais como na cidade de Salem, nos Estados Unidos.

Apesar da história trágica por detrás, as bruxas passaram a ser exaltadas e celebradas pela sociedade moderna através da literatura, música, cinema e televisão, mostrando ambos os lados do que são as bruxas no mundo fictício, especialmente com os movimentos Iluminismo e Humanismo. Ambos trouxeram a questão científica como verdade e trouxeram discussões filosóficas intensas que enterraram a questão de bruxas serem algo de má-fé, mas algo da ciência, medicina e fé puras.

Espiritualmente, as bruxas geralmente são politeístas, acreditando em vários deuses que cumprem com seus pedidos e bençãos, ou simplesmente são as próprias deusas. Como exemplo, temos as deusas Circe e Hécate (mitologia grega), Gullveig (mitologia nórdica), Yuki-oona (lenda japonesa), Baba Yaga (lenda polonesa) e deusa Ísis (mitologia egípcia).

Em qualquer situação, são sempre vistas em um coven, ou seja, clã, onde há uma entidade central (sendo a bruxa ou uma divindade) e seus seguidores, servindo às magias diferenciadas, podendo ser estes seguidores amigos da feitiçaria e bruxaria ou domadores dos poderes.

II. MAGIA DA LUZ E ESCURIDÃO.

As magias da luz e escuridão são as que mais são usadas pelas bruxas na literatura, sendo consideradas do bem e do mal. Ambas são de diversas utilidades para o que se propõe, e podem ser antagonistas de si mesma, como por exemplo: curar doenças ou causar doenças.

DICA DE OURO: Nos termos da tradução literal, black magic acabou sendo magia negra, mas devemos com urgência parar de usar esse termo uma vez que se torna um tanto pejorativo na língua portuguesa e, de fato, é associado às religiões de matriz negra que sofrem perseguição e preconceitos severos no Brasil. É claro que no mundo afora há menos situações, mas várias sátiras já foram realizadas como no seriado Todo Mundo Odeia O Chris (descrição da cena dita por Rochelle, mãe do protagonista, quando seu filho do meio se interessa por praticar ilusionismo inspirado em um mágico do qual é fã: “Não quero saber de magia negra, apenas da boa e velha magia branca.”). Deu pra entender? ;)

Voltando às explicações, aqui vão algumas adaptações que encontrei na internet:

↝ MAGIA DA ESCURIDÃO:

Usa do manejo de forças sobrenaturais com intenções e processos malévolos. É qualquer tipo de magia que se utiliza da sombra, e não da luz, para alcançar seus objetivos. O manejo dessas forças é realizado de várias maneiras por aqueles que creem em sua possibilidade e eficácia, que vão desde a performance de rituais, complexos cerimoniais quanto a gestos.

Na terminologia dualística conhecida como caminho da mão esquerda e caminho da mão direita ou via sinistrae e via dexterae, respectivamente, a magia da escuridão seria a simbólica "mão esquerda". Não raro, alguns críticos hoje concluem que o termo magia negra é mais utilizado como um pejorativo para qualquer prática mágica que um determinado indivíduo ou grupo que pratica magia desaprovam.

FONTE: Religião Contemporânea Satânica: uma crítica antológica, por Jesper Petersen (via Wikipédia).

↝ MAGIA DA LUZ:

Magia branca tradicionalmente faz referência ao uso de poderes sobrenaturais ou magia para fins bons e altruístas. No que diz respeito à filosofia das vias esotéricas, a magia branca é o lado benevolente contra o lado maléfico da magia da escuridão. Por causa de seus laços com o tradicional culto pagão à natureza, a magia branca também é frequentemente referida como "magia natural."

Muitas das tradições da magia branca ao culto inicial dos "deuses e deusas da fertilidade e da vegetação que eram geralmente adorados em templos no topo de colinas" e eram "atrativos para uma raça nômade estabelecendo-se a uma vida agrícola". Enfoca em particular nas tribos nômades de língua hebraica e sugere que os primeiros judeus viram o culto de divindades mais em termos de atavismo do que ao mal. Foi somente quando o Império Romano, politeísta e pagão, começou a se expandir que os líderes judeus começaram a se manifestar contra essas ideias.

FONTE: A História da Magia Branca, por Gareth Knight (via Wikipédia).

III. OBJETOS E MAGIAS.

VASSOURAS: é conhecido que as bruxas se transportam por vassouras e vemos isso em diversos filmes e outros retratos que englobam o mundo bruxo. Segundo o Mega Curioso, a razão pela qual as bruxas aparecem voando sobre vassouras, basicamente, tem a ver com o uso de substâncias alucinógenas. As bruxas costumavam fazer preparados com várias ervas que as deixavam muito alteradas (que também é como descobriam as propriedades dos produtos naturais que usavam), e misturavam suas receitas que vamos falar mais sobre abaixo.

POÇÕES: como dito, as poções eram na verdade as medicinas criadas pelas mulheres bruxas. Na verdade, as propriedades eram intencionalmente medicinais e até mesmo curiosas, mas sabemos que a toxicologia de algumas coisas como fungos, plantas podem ser bastante alucinógenas e até mesmo fatais. Através de lendas e histórias, as poções foram se consolidando como algo das bruxas, podendo ser para bem ou mal.

COLARES E ACESSÓRIOS: os colares de bruxas sempre são representados como um símbolo de proteção, ameaça ou até mesmo louvor para o deus que seguem. As bruxas foram se tornando cada vez mais vaidosas com os retratos ao longo dos tempos, mas a verdade é que os acessórios sempre são assegurados de alguma pedra sagrada, feitiço, e servem de muita utilidade. É claro que não tem o menor problema serem destinados unicamente por vaidade.

APARÊNCIA: bruxas sempre são retratadas como excêntricas, diferentes, atípicas. Tudo isso puxa a conversa de cima, que inicialmente eram mal vistas no geral por serem fora do padrão de beleza. Até mesmo uma cicatriz poderia classificar uma mulher como bruxa na Idade Média, e por isso há uma certa construção de que bruxas são tão atraentes, traiçoeiras ou até mesmo assustadoras para enfatizar a história.

LIVROS: eu acharia ridículo ver uma bruxa que não tem o mínimo de conhecimento culto ou uma pilha de livros de cunho religioso, feitiçaria ou até mesmo de anotações dos próprios feitiços, receitas e o que quer que fosse. É muito dito que as receitas de medicamentos e afins eram escritos, obviamente, e por isso isso se tornou outra marca importante das bruxas.

NATUREZA: como é fato, as bruxas foram classificadas como bruxas porque utilizavam de elementos da natureza para criar seus próprios produtos. É muito forte a conexão de bruxas com qualquer elemento da natureza, podendo ser um dos quatro (terra, ar, fogo e água) ou simplesmente o que vem delas (fungos, plantas, pedras).

VARINHAS: não é obrigatório, mas é um bom meio de controle de magia. Usar de uma varinha poderia aperfeiçoar ou melhorar os feitiços. Ter uma varinha, porém, não se difere muito de evocar um feitiço das próprias mãos, afinal, é preciso ter a magia para fazê-la acontecer. Portanto, uma bruxa poderia simplesmente agir com os próprios dedos, mente e corpo, ou utilizar de uma ferramenta que protegeria sua integridade.

OUTROS: caldeirões, maletas de ervas, baús de vestes protetoras, simbolismos protetores e agressivos, cristais, bolas de cristal (se sua bruxa for clarividente), pentagramas.

IV. HABILIDADES.

Sua bruxa poderia ter qualquer habilidade possível. Alguns exemplos são clarividência e premonição (prever o futuro por bolas de cristal ou folhas de chá), dominância de elementos naturais, conjuração (de feitiços, entidades?)... Aqui vai uma lista completa de poderes que se adequariam perfeitamente para a utilidade bruxa.

V. DIA DAS BRUXAS.

Popularmente conhecido como Halloween por todo o mundo, teve origem com o povo celta, que celebrava o festival de Samhain, ocasião em que se acreditava no retorno dos mortos à Terra. A celebração se iniciava no dia 31 de outubro e durava três dias. Para afastar os espíritos, as pessoas acendiam fogueiras e muitos utilizavam máscaras para não serem reconhecidas.

Segundo estudiosos, como era uma festa pagã, no século VIII o papa Gregório III alterou o calendário na tentativa de atribuir à festa o caráter religioso, através da mistura das datas. Assim, o Dia de Todos os Santos, antes comemorado no dia 13 de maio, passou a ser no dia 1 de novembro, antecedendo o que passou a ser All Hallows' Eve. O termo Halloween então é resultado da junção das palavras hallow e eve, que significam respectivamente “santo” e “véspera”.

VI. APLICANDO.

Acredito eu que seja mais decente aplicar a bruxaria em real life não utilizando muito da magia extraordinária. Premonições, clarividência, visões... Esses são pontos mais ‘comuns’ e que seriam de melhor exploração dentro de uma comunidade e/ou livro que foque no real life. É claro que nada impede de que feitiços ou magias sejam feitos! Desde que não seja absurdo.

No roleplay ou escrita de fantasia, tudo vale de acordo com o plot. Basta fazer escolhas sábias sem aderir todos os elementos para não ficar confuso, abusivo e cansativo de se explorar e até mesmo negligenciar.

VII. INSPIRAÇÕES.

É claro que não poderia deixar de fora algumas dicas de filmes, livros e outros para que vocês possam entender melhor como são as bruxas, poderes e até mesmo tirar inspirações na hora do desenvolvimento. São meus favoritos (não disse que são bons...) e vou colocar onde se encontram disponíveis para acessar.

Twitches — As Bruxinhas Gêmeas (Disney).

Abracadabra (Disney).

O Mundo Sombrio de Sabrina (Netflix).

A Bruxinha Sabrina (Amazon Prime).

João e Maria: Caçadores de Bruxas (Amazon Prime, aluguel).

Da Magia à Sedução (HBO Max).

Bruxa Onilda (livro).

Dezesseis Luas (livro).

A Bruxa (Amazon Prime).

O Sétimo Filho (Amazon Prime, aluguel).

Época das Bruxas (Amazon Prime).

Constatine (HBO Max).

Premonição 3 (só porque é meu favorito, infelizmente sem streaming).

A Descoberta das Bruxas (Globoplay).

VIII. EXTRAS.

Escrevendo a magia (artigo).

Bruxas (artigo).

Gatos pretos e bruxas (artigo).

75 nomes de bruxas (lista).

O Martelo das Bruxas (livro traduzido, obrigada USP).

Satanismo e bruxaria (livro para compra).

Como escrever bruxaria (artigo em inglês).

Playlist.

IX. CRÉDITOS.

Portal R7.

USP.

Mega Curioso.

Writer’s Digest.

#coleção: sobrenatural #masterlists #guias #cs: bruxas #rp br #1x1 br #rph br #*mine

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princess-and-the-swan · 9 days

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Masterlist and Asks

If you're ever in the mood to read a specific trope of CS fic, I'll link my masterlist here. It's still in its beginning stages so it may not be super extensive just yet but with a little time, it'll get longer. I just thought it would be nice to create a more updated masterlist since the fandom has gotten somewhat smaller and cozier these past few years.

Also, if there's a specific fic/trope that you're looking for or you'd just like to recommend, please send it to me in my asks! I'm always looking for new works and if I can help you find anything, I'd love to help :)

Masterlist | Ask

#captain swan #ouat #cs fic rec #captain swan fanfic #emma swan #killian jones #captain hook #once upon a time #masterlist

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sir-subpar · 2 years

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Ask Corruption Survivors *Masterlist*

Overview

The rest is below the cut. Hopefully from now on it'll be easier to find the pages! Note: this is mostly the plot pages, some of the shenanigans pages are left out of the master list. If I somehow missed a plot / important page, let me know!

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

Part 7

Part 8

Part 9

Part 10

Part 11

Part 12

Part 13- Pico sings

Part 14- Bf can hear him

Part 15- Change of scenery

Part 16- How strange

Part 17- A new face

Part 18- Oh shit

Part 19- Brief check-in on Pico

Part 20- Fight Back!

Part 21 - It's back!

More soon!

Part 22 - What's the meaning of life?

Part 23 - Fight For Pico!

#fnf #ask corruption survivors #acs #acs story #cs story #fnf corruption mod #fnf au #corrupted bf #fnf pico #fnf bf #fnf lemon demon #acs masterlist #masterlist

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elizabeethan · 2 years

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Master List

A nice lil post of all of my fics!

I’ve posted more stories than I can keep track of, and I post so erratically, I figured it would be fun and cool to have this post at the top of my blog! Below you’ll find all of my fics in both of the fandom’s I post in.

My Ao3 is probably easiest to navigate

Captain Swan fics

HellCheer fics

Each story is also individually tagged (for the most part), either with just the story name, or with a shortened version followed by “ff”. So if it belongs to a series, or if there are any related works, you can click on the story’s tag for more!

I’ve posted 50 stories for Captain Swan (😌🥳) and it’s just way too daunting to find each one on tumblr and hyperlink them, so I’m putting all of my trust into my tagging system and hoping it all works out. But if you’re having trouble finding something, feel free to send me a message!

Finally, thank you a million times over for your support. It means the world to see that my writing means something to someone, to get feedback, to hear what you think about my stories, and I love and appreciate each and every single person who’s ever given any of these stories a chance ❤️

#masterlist #elizabeethan #cs ff #hellcheer ff #my writing #my fics #captain swan fanfic #hellcheer fanfic

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campingwiththecharmings · 1 year

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(Updated: 12/16/21)

✨ = author's personal faves.

❤️‍🔥 = explicit/mature content.

main masterlist | AO3 | FF.NET

One-Shots / Single-chapter fics:

The Enchanted Florist

Days Like These (Lead to Nights Like This) ❤️‍🔥

Louder Than Sirens ✨

Anything you say can and will be held against you (So only say my name) ❤️‍🔥

Series/Multi-Chapter fics:

Montana Skies: ✨❤️‍🔥 One | Two | Three

Thnks fr th Mmrs: ❤️‍🔥 One | Two

The Switch: One | Two | Three

Untitled Ficlets and/or Tumblr prompts:

Untitled Christmas CS AU ❤️‍🔥

Untitled CS Smut ❤️‍🔥

Untitled CS LD!AU

#my fic #captain swan masterlist #cs ff #cs fic

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scrugglysvent · 4 months

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Imagine the disaster of finding MYOs now that you may actually have 3 links. First link is their launch bulletin, second link is their poor excuse of a ML using WIX (for the love of god), and third is their underconstruction Lorekeeper. What a headache.

🌐

#scruggly #cs #masterlist #myo

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darlingshittalk · 4 months

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740392520711864320 <- Sure, IDK about looks but considering the dainty's name is literally Soap I'd say it's not looking good for him at least not being tangentially inspired by the character lol.

#darlingshittalk #darling dainties #dainties #cs #csdrama #cs drama #closed species #drama blog #masterlist bs

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choism · 1 year

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Key: m - mature, f - fluff, c - crack, a - angst, sol - slice of life, au - alternate universe

A/N: Due to the Minghao and Hoshi situations that had happened I no longer write for them as it makes me uncomfortable, please respect this decision before requesting/sending asks

Choi Seungcheol -

Yoon Jeonghan -

Joshua Hong -

Hatefuck | Dom!Joshua x Fem!Reader (m)(a)

Wen Junhui -

A Picnic In The Woods (m)(f)(sol) [REUPLOADED]

Jeon Wonwoo -

Lee Jihoon -

Lee Seokmin -

The Romance Section (f)(sol) [REUPLOADED]

Kim Mingyu -

Hansol Vernon Chwe -

Boo Seungkwan -

Lee Chan -

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schizoidcel · 6 months

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anywhoooo i probbaly wont be answering anymore tadc asks cs im out my phase rn 😭😭 i js quickly did that one cs it was almost finished but im too lazy to do more esp because of the fact my hyperfixation faded so it feels more like a job instead of me having fun rambling about my faves having a s/os in different scenarios .

#girlfailing #ill probably dl them again after episode 1 comes out #but god knows when that is.#also ill probably expand my masterlist cs im having massive thoughts abt other franchises rn..

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thef1diary · 2 months

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Podium Princess | LN + CS + CL

Summary: Lando lost a bet, which would have just temporarily damaged his ego, but the problem was that you were the prize that Charles and Carlos desired for one night.

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Warnings: 18+, mmmf, unprotected sex, three men for three holes 🤭, fingering, oral, anal, dp?, filthy as fuck, derogatory terms (kinda), praise, overstimulation, riding.

pairing: lando x fem!reader x carlos x charles

wc: 3.1k

Request: You should totally write a smut about lando sharing his girlfriend with Carlos and Charles after placing in the #australiangp

"You did what?" You asked your boyfriend, wondering if you misheard his words. "I made a bet," Lando responded, but this time with more assurance.

You sat down on the bed in your shared hotel room and asked, "what is it?" Patting the spot next to you, silently indicating Lando to sit down and begin explaining the bet. You've known from the years you've been dating that whenever he places a wager, he eventually loses, but you chose against mentioning it.

He hesitated for a moment but then decided to explain how he ended up in that situation.

The evening began when Lando noticed Carlos and Charles speaking after the qualifying session. He observed they had been spending a lot of time together recently, so Lando obviously had to approach them and disrupt their latest gossip session.

Putting the trio together, one would discover that they never run out of topics to discuss, which is how they found themselves sitting in a car in the parking lot outside their hotel. Carlos suggested that since they were all staying at the same hotel for the weekend, they might as well leave the track together.

However, during the car ride, there was a discussion that quickly brought out the competitive nature that each driver had developed at a young age. "What, you guys don't think I'll win?" Lando asked the Ferrari drivers, slightly offended. This particular topic of conversation started once they discussed the possible winners for the race tomorrow.

Based on the three practice sessions and qualifying, it could be argued that while they all had a fairly nice weekend so far, some were still more fortunate than others. As a result, the Spaniard shook his head, disagreeing with his friend, "mate, I'm starting second tomorrow, which clearly means I have a better chance of winning."

"I was first in fp1," Lando retaliated although they all knew that qualifying in a higher position meant more than topping a single practice session.

"You might have a good chance, but Max is on pole, let's not forget that," Charles reminded his fellow colleagues. Lando perked up at his words, "exactly, so all Carlos needs to do is somehow crash him out of the race so I can win."

Charles laughed at the outrageous plan, but Carlos scoffed, "I won't ruin my chances at a podium for a race you won't win." Noticing Lando's defeated expression, it caused Charles to laugh harder. "Not that I think either of you would win, but let's make a bet," the Monégasque suggested.

"Who do you think will win?" Carlos asked. Charles' dimple deepened as he smiled, "me of course."

This time Lando scoffed, "yeah, sure mate," then he looked at Carlos, "what do I get when I win the bet?"

"This," Carlos stated while holding up his middle finger towards him. Rolling his eyes, he decided, "fine, I'll ask for something when I win, and then you two won't be able to deny it."

"And what do we get if you don't win?" Carlos asked, looking at Charles who was waiting for an answer from Lando.

While Lando was focused on what he would ask for if he won the bet, he failed to consider that Carlos or Charles were more likely to win than him. He would have a one-in-three chance of winning the wager, but Lando hadn't realized the extent of the situation just yet.

"Not that it'll happen but what do you guys want?" He asked only as a formality to actually set the bet.

Carlos was quiet for a moment as he thought of something that would be worthwhile, looking at Charles to see if he had any ideas. Then he thought of it—of you. "Your girlfriend," he simply stated.

It took two seconds for Lando to start laughing, not that it was ever a challenge to do so, but he initially assumed that Carlos was joking. His laughter quickly died down once he didn't hear either driver laugh along with him.

Looking in the backseat at Charles briefly, who nodded in agreement, Lando snapped his head towards Carlos, "what do you mean my girlfriend?"

"It's simple. If Charles or I win, then you have to share your girlfriend for a night, if not, then you don't," he explained nonchalantly.

Lando looked at Charles, "and you agree with him?" He shrugged, then nodded, "she's hot, I wouldn't say no."

He slumped back in his seat, "I suppose you'll be disappointed when I win." While Lando was secure in his abilities, both drivers around him thought he was growing overconfident. "So you agree, that if you don't win, we can have her?"

Nodding it off and waving his hand around, Lando agreed, "yeah, you can."

You were stunned into silence once he finished explaining. Noticing your lack of words, Lando was unsure of your thoughts. "You don't think I'll win?"

You shrugged, "all I'm gonna say is that you have twenty-one other chances to win this season if you don't win this race." You didn't exactly answer his question, but he realized that you weren't opposed or disgusted by the idea either. Pulling you into his lap, he tilted your chin upwards with his fingers and leaned closer for a kiss.

He tightened his grasp on your chin to stop you before you could press your lips against his. "Oh I see, you don't want me to win just so you can be passed around like a slut between my friends?"

"You wouldn't have put me as the prize if you didn't like the idea," you retaliated, smirking as you moved his hand away to finally place your lips on his.

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You stood among the crowd, cheering for Lando, who took his place on the third step of the podium. As the podium celebrations began, a part of you was also looking forward to the celebrations that would follow later tonight. Lando may have lost a bet, but it was the first bet you were glad he lost.

That is how you ended up in your hotel room with your lover, waiting in anticipation for the other two drivers to arrive. With his trophy set aside, you and Lando were occupied with each other; your eyes closed and head tilted back as he trailed kisses down your throat.

Then came a knock on the door, one that made your heart race in all the best ways. Lando stood up and opened the door, revealing Charles and Carlos standing on the other side, still dressed in their Ferrari polos from earlier that evening.

"What did he say? I suppose you'll be disappointed when I win," Charles greeted by mocking Lando's words from the day before. "Alright, alright I get it but I still placed third," he retaliated which earned a nod from Carlos. "Congrats, cabrón."

You could hear them laughing among themselves, but it quickly died down once Carlos and Charles spotted you. Lando had suggested that you should wear red, considering both of the drivers that placed first and second adored red.

There you sat on the mattress, leaning back on your forearms with an ankle crossed over the other, clad in only a tight short red dress which you were glad you ended up packing.

"Well, fuck me," Charles muttered under his breath earning a chuckle from you once you heard his comment. Standing up and slowly stepping towards them, you replied, "fuck me indeed."

Your gaze was fixated on Carlos, the race winner, whose eyes revealed a glimpse of all the dirty thoughts racing through his mind. "Congratulations, you both deserve a good celebration," you said, smiling as you felt Carlos' arm snaking around your waist and Charles' breath fanning your face.

"Is that what you're going to give us? A good celebration?" Charles asked, his lips grazing your cheek. "I'll give you anything you want."

You looked at your boyfriend for a second, making sure he was still comfortable with the situation before proceeding any further. But you just saw desire in his eyes and while the corner of his lip curled up in a lazy smirk, a nod from him allowed you to carry on. He may have nodded at you, but his eyes darted over your head to his fellow drivers, "Go on then, Carlos, Charles, claim your prize."

Your lips parted slightly, marvelling at the fact that Lando hadn't even addressed you, instead treating you like an object to be claimed. The worst part was realizing that you liked it since his remarks had made you clench your thighs together.

Carlos grinned at your obedient behaviour as he was easily able to tip your head back to face him. Now that they truly had the freedom to do anything they wanted to you, with your permission, neither felt bad for having sinful thoughts about you—their best friend's girlfriend—while Carlos and Charles were alone in their bedrooms.

Kissing you with a sense of urgency, Carlos stole your breath away in a matter of seconds. Your thoughts had quickly dissipated into thin air as you felt Charles trailing his fingers up your body while pressing up behind you.

You heard Lando shuffle around before leaving the three of you alone in the bedroom for a moment which only intensified your feelings. Sandwiched between the two men who are good friends of yours, were now looking at you as if you are merely an outlet for their sexual desires.

Sliding down the straps that held your dress up, Charles continued kissing every inch of your bare skin revealed to him. His hands rounded to your front, pulling down the flimsy piece of fabric to display your tits to the duo. Your nipples instantly pebbled as Charles' fingers brushed against them, making you tilt your head back and resting it against his shoulder.

Letting you regain your breath, Carlos moved down to your neck, replacing each kiss Lando had placed earlier with small nips and grazes of his teeth, just painful enough to still be pleasurable.

While both their mouths were occupied, the Spaniard's hands pushed down the rest of your dress to the floor, parting away for a moment to let you to step out of it and toss it to the side with your feet.

Lando returned to the room, trapping his bottom lip between his teeth to prevent a moan from leaving his mouth. You were now completely bare, with two fully clothed drivers—his friends—pressed against you while their hands roamed all over your body.

Discarding his shirt on the floor, he occupied your mouth with another kiss, muffling your moans. "Fuck, enjoying yourself, baby?" Lando muttered once you parted away for a moment. Nodding, you opened your mouth to respond but a sharp gasp left your mouth as you felt Charles' fingers teasing your clit while Carlos palmed your ass.

"Merde, she's so perfect," the Monégasque commented, spreading your pussy with two fingers while a third finger swiped through your folds to catch the wetness that gathered between. "Charles," you breathlessly whispered, a plead for more.

"So ready to be ruined," Carlos added, his own fingers prodding your ass, earning a string of curses along with pleas to keep going from you. Gathering your slick from your cunt, Carlos coated his fingers to ease just the tip of one finger into your ass.

Soon enough, you were laid down on the bed, and one by one the three men stripped their clothes away, adding to the ever growing pile that started from your dress. You could barely keep your eyes open due to the feeling of three pairs of hands roaming everywhere, not leaving any inch of your skin untouched.

You had already orgasmed twice, but you couldn't remember whose fingers brought you over the edge the first, or even the second time, as all of the sensations mushed together in what felt like one never ending wet dream.

Staying true to your words of giving them anything they desired, you moaned around Carlos' cock as Charles slid his dick in your pussy without any forewarning. Your grasp on his thighs tightened as Charles began to thrust, slowly at first but then showed no mercy once his grasp on your hips tightened.

Carlos pulled your mouth off his cock, but quickly replaced the emptiness you immediately felt with two of his fingers resting heavily on your tongue. His actions didn't allow you to close your jaw, causing you to drool down your chin, and only then he was satisfied.

"Such a good fucking girl," he commented, which only made your head spin further while you smiled at the compliment. "Oh she likes that," Charles added as he felt your pussy clench around him at Carlos' praise.

His fingers that were now coated with your saliva trailed down your body to where you and Charles were connected. He nodded mockingly at his teammate's comment, "yeah, you like being praised?"

Easily finding your swollen clit, he slightly pinched it before creating small circles, edging you closer. You nodded, "please, please, please." You were sobbing for relief, your voice strained from the constant cries that left your lips with each new wave of ecstasy.

Connecting their gaze, Charles and Carlos smirked as they silently agreed to let you cum once again. Charles's fingers slid closer to your back hole, this time able to slide two fingers down to the last knuckle. At the same time, Carlos' fingers left your clit only to join the thrusts of Charles' cock, scissoring two of his fingers in your pussy to stretch you out even further. Pleasure surged through your body, and you closed your eyes tightly at the sudden sensation of being so full.

Charles slowed down his thrusts, prolonging your post orgasmic sensation. You slumped forwards when he pulled out, still holding back his own release for now.

Despite still being eager, they were ever patient with you especially after bringing you over the edge multiple times now, knowing your limbs were close to tiring out.

Still on your hands and knees, you shuffled up to straddle Carlos, sinking down on down cock this time, mouth dropping open as he stretched you out slightly differently compared to Charles.

"C'mon, cariño, ride me," he instructed, resting his hands on your hips, urging your movements while also allowing you to depend on him for help. "You feel so good, Carlos," you panted.

You heard some shuffling around you again but you couldn't move your gaze away from watching your pussy engulf Carlos' cock over and over again.

However, you were startled once you felt a cool sensation prodding your ass; Charles' fingers coated in lube. "Need you to relax, baby," you could hear Lando's words and he was quick to come into your view, stroking his dick to the sight of you filled by his former teammate.

He grabbed your hand off of Carlos' shoulder, guiding it towards his cock. Already slick with his precum, you could easily move your hand up and down, watching his reaction with hooded eyes.

Charles' free hand wrapped around your throat from behind while he whispered in your ear, "we're gonna fill up all of your holes, darling."

Groaning, you nodded, "please," a word that you had repeatedly spoken to the point where it sounded like a broken record. "You want that?" One of them asked, but you couldn't focus on whose voice it was. "Fill me up, please," your words turning into a moan as Carlos shifted underneath you, reaching deeper inside.

Releasing the grasp on your throat, Charles focused on opening you up with his fingers, for you to be able to take his cock in your ass while Carlos continued pounding your pussy.

Lando replaced Charles' hand, grabbing the back of your neck, threading his fingers in your hair to bring you close for a filthy kiss. Tongues and teeth clashing, he slightly bit down on your bottom lip, sucking and pulling on it for a moment before letting go.

Without any words exchanged, your boyfriend guided your mouth towards his cock, filling up two out of three of your holes. It took you a moment before you actually started moving your head up and down, moaning and drooling on his cock because of Carlos' upward thrusts.

Charles removed his fingers, having deemed to have stretched you out enough then coating his dick with a good amount of lube. With one hand palming and spreading your ass, he used the other to guide his cock into you. Your eyes welled up with tears, not entirely painful but almost overwhelmed with being filled everywhere at once.

Your body was quickly calmed down by Lando, Charles, and Carlos as they moved their hands all over you in soothing motions. Charles began thrusting when you nodded because you were unable to speak while Lando's dick was in your mouth.

Your muffled groans sounded distant to you, mind foggy, but you had never felt so full and aware before.

With a warning, Lando filled your mouth with cum, which you swallowed greedily without hesitation. Now, with your mouth unoccupied, you couldn't hold back on your moans. "Gonna cum," you warned, knowing you won't last long, still sensitive from your previous orgasms.

Charles' fingers reached your chest, teasing and pinching your nipples while Carlos rested his palms on your cheeks, wiping away your tears with his thumb.

Your pace stuttered as you came around his cock, and Carlos took the reins and thrusted upwards, allowing you to ride out your orgasm. "Fuck, where do you want us?" Charles asked, tethering on the edge and based on Carlos' stuttering pace, you knew he was too.

Your next words pushed both over the edge, "inside." Slumping forwards, you felt both Ferrari drivers filling you up with their cum. "Fucking hell, that was hot," Lando commented, leaning closer to brush away the strands of hair stuck on your forehead due to sweat.

Charles and Carlos carefully eased you off their cocks, with Lando helping you lie down on the bed which you immediately melted into.

It was unbearable for you to be completely empty after being entirely filled. Mustering up all your strength, you held your arms out for your boyfriend, who immediately joined you on the bed, whispering praises in your ear.

Meanwhile, Carlos and Charles decided to clean you up by wiping the cum that had leaked out of your holes with a damp towel. They saw the bruises from their grasps on you in the heat of the moment and couldn't help but smile, knowing they were the cause of it.

You hoped, as you drifted off to sleep, that the three of them would share the podium more frequently, and therefore, share you as well.

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marlenesluv · 2 months

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Hullo, hope you're doing okay. I was wondering if I could request a smau with Carlos.

Y/N is an upcoming but less known film scriptwriter and has a significant age gap from him (6-7 years younger than him). A lot of fans bully cause she's a struggler in Hollywood and not your typical model either. (she doesn't make the effort to look good for Carlos they say)

There is an Oscar winning film but her credit was taken away and fans finally support her (something dramátic like this idkk your choice!!) ty tho <3

Doesn’t Come Easy. (CS)

note: hi, i’m doing well, i hope you are too :) and yes, i love this sm!! i hope you enjoy! (no summary for this, j read the rec lol!)

pairing: carlos sainz x film scriptwriter!reader!fem. carlos is 29 and reader is 22.

fc: alani (alanikaii on insta)

warnings: fairly aggressive hate comments (happy ending tho)

masterlist here -> masterlist link

^ check my list for all posts! ^

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y/n.user: lots of work this week☕️📝

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carlossainz55: cariño❤️❤️

↳ y/n.user: ❤️❤️

user7: not the messy bun pictures 💀

f1wags: no one could ever make me hate y/n, wtf is wrong with you guys??

vroom99posts: the lack of effort she puts in to talking with the other wags, making herself presentable…why is he even with her?

user2: “work” is making up little movies? nope, babe

cschili55: facecard = 0

y/nhatepage: get this guy OUT. ain’t no way he’s happy with her…

user4: the way carlos doesn’t even defend her in these comments LMAOOOO

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

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twitter:

Claire @claireblogsstuff8 •2hr ago

It’s about time someone made one of these threads:

Why we don’t like Y/n Y/l/n, Carlos Sainz’s girlfriend..:

Reason 1: She makes no effort to look good for him or the cameras. The only clothing she wears to the paddock is jeans, sweats, tee’s, and tennis shoes. Other wags give us dresses, skirts, like?? Try harder.

Reason 2: Y/n and Carlos have a 7 year age gap… This one speaks for itself………

Reason 3: Her job makes no money, shes mooching off Carlos. Being a film scriptwriter is great, if you’re actually good. Which she’s not.

Reason 4: She makes zero effort to be friends with the other wags. As a girlfriend, you should try and connect with your boyfriends friends girlfriends. She just ignores them on race weekends and it’s rude and lazy.

Reason 5: Y/n has no career in her field.

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y/n.user: little 5 year old me would be so excited that i’m finally able to say: my film script that i’ve worked four years on perfecting is finally in the works and being casted and filmed!🥹 this is surreal. i’m going to go cry some more.

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carlossainz55: hermosa❤️❤️ you’re amazing. i love you

↳ y/n.user: i love you more carlos❤️❤️

user3: uhhuh….

landonorris: CONGRATULATIONS 🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳

↳ y/n.user: TY LANDO!!!!

f1editpics: mmmm it’s gonna be soo bad😭

f1wags: GO Y/N‼️🫶

yourbsf: i’m so proud of you, i love you🫶

↳ y/n.user: i love you so much🫶

user5: mhmmm, we all know where this will lead😐 FAIL

formula1edit: nahhhh💀

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carlossainz55: Where do I even begin? Y/n, my world, my bestfriend, my soulmate. Ever since we met in Spain 4 years ago, I knew you knew what you wanted. When you told me your dreams, you didn’t expect them to become reality. Yet, here we are. I’m so proud of you, cariño. Te quiero❤️

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y/n.user: carlos🥹i couldn’t have done any of it without you. te quiero, amor❤️

↳ carlossainz55: ❤️❤️❤️

f1wags: UGH they’re so cute idcccc

user8: i still don’t think it’ll be good. and when tf is she gonna up her game bro

charles_leclerc: congrats y/n!!

↳ y/n.user: thanks charles!

user1: the way this film will flop and then he’ll break up with her💀

cs0ln0: sloppy, yawning, boring

user9: naurrrr🤧

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

F1 Gossip Blog Post:

Goodmorning…I have no entrance for you, because I am shook to the core today. It has been about a year since Carlos Sainz’s girlfriend, Y/n Y/l/n, went to the movie premiere of the movie she wrote.

Today I woke up and saw something that shocked me! Last night, this movie won an Oscar, but Y/n was no where to be found. She didn’t attend the awards and she wasn’t even credited.

The petty “I don’t like her” needs to stop. We need to support her, she’s talented, smart, and yes, beautiful. Us, as fans, don’t know how hers and Carlos’ relationship is. Although I would assume pretty good… (via the recent paparazzi photos, lol)

Her credit being taken away is awful, and shouldn’t be glossed over. Sign the petition at the bottom of this post to support Y/n, and bring attention to the fact that this film happened because of HER!

sign here!

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y/n.user: First off, I want to say thank you to Carlos for being the most patient, loving, and kind boyfriend. I see the “she’s not good enough for him” comments and the hate posts. Carlos doesn’t say anything because I simply don’t want him to. I can’t even count the amount of times I have to tell him to not respond. Judging a relationship you know nothing about is silly.

I also want to say thank you to the other wags for being patient and understanding with me. I do hangout with them, I just keep that private. Not everything needs to be aired out on social media.

A huge thank you to fans of Carlos’ that have supported me and my journey with this film. I appreciate all the kind messages throughout the process of writing and even now with the Oscars.

Thank you to my family and friends, for supporting me from when I was a little girl watching movies and pretending I was in said movie for a week straight, writing alternate endings and embarrassing you at theaters.

There’s nothing that can be done about what happened with my credit for the movie at the Oscars. It’s unfortunate, but true.

Oh, also, Carlos and I got a puppy. His name is Calvin, that’s all.

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carlossainz55: I love you, cariño❤️

lilymhe: here for you🫶🫶

landonorris: keep your head up, dude😁 miss you!

maxfewtrell: cute dog!! loved the movie too, goat film writer

francisca.cgomes: love you!!💖

charles_leclerc: amazing film, you’re so talented🙏

lailahasanovic: prettiest girl made the best film and is living her best life 🥰

carmenmmundt: keep your head up!! george and i send hugs🫶💓

danielricciardo: you’re slaying with this post💅

alexandrasaintmleux: ❤️❤️

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y/n.user: back to writing🙃 #quentintarantinoishelpingmewiththisscript

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f1wags: yesss, queen!! so looking forward to the new script you write 😋

carlossainz55: bonita❤️❤️

↳ y/n.user: guapoooo❤️❤️

user3: i want the love they have

jvroom8: i like how everyone switched up on y/n, i’ve been saying she’s the best wag and no oneeee listened

tarantinouniverse: so excited for your new work!! the fact that you worked with quentin is so awesome!

zendaya: can’t wait!💜

↳ y/n.user: 💜🪩

moviecritic: y/n and zendaya?? duo i didn’t know i needed

landonorris: she’s busy writing guys💅📝

user7: living for your posts!!

maxverstappen1: DU DU DU DU BEST WRITERRRR

↳ y/n.user: ….what has gotten into him?

↳ charles_leclerc: 🤷‍♂️

↳ y/n.user: *cough* lestappen *cough*

↳ maxverstappen1: oh my

↳ alexandrasaintmleux: AHAHA i live for lestappen

↳ charles_leclerc: 😐

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avantalem · 1 month

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SONG MINGI FIC RECS

some of my favourite mingi fics :)

ateez masterlist

Skinny Dipping by byuntrash101

Use It by a-soft-hornytiny

Starring Role + CS by nonclassyparty

This Night Together + JYH by honeyhotteoks

Panini - JYH by smileysuh

Counting Stars by min-gis

Jealous by cyberpxnk

8th Grade + JYH by smileysuh

Bubble Boy by milfgyuu

Hard Hours

Punishment by hongism

Slowly, I’m going down by yutasbellybuttonpiercing

Fic Rec List

After Like by sluttywoozi

All In by tenelkadjowrites

Django by hongism

Audio

Chosen For Heaven by shinescape

Scandalous by mphountitled

Be With You by writerpetals (i picture mingi thats why its listed here lol)

Seven by sluttywoozi

Yeehaw by desirehorizon

P Drunk by beenbaanbuun

Under the sheets

if you have any reccomendations please comment!

#mingi the biggest munch fr i know it in my soul #ateez #mingi #song mingi #mingi fics #mingi angst #mingi smut #mingi x reader #mingi au

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dilemmaontwolegs · 10 months

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The Best Kept Secret on the Grid || Part Four

MV, CL, CS, LH, LN, PG, GR, FA, DR, OP x fem!reader Warnings: fluff and flirting (sorry there will be smut next time) Reader gets to go on a hunt of her own! WC: 3.1k F1 Masterlist || Part One || Part Two || Part Three || Part Four || Part Five Thank you to @kimi240302 for being inspired to make this collage, it’s perfect! 💕 and it inspired this fic!

It was strange that the elevator had arrived on your floor, and even stranger that it was empty. Your penthouse apartment took up the entire top floor of the building and required a keycard just to use the private elevator. Only Max had the spare keycard.

Sticking your head inside you found it wasn’t entirely empty. Tucked into the corner was a gift box tied off with a delicate silver bow, your name written on the tag hanging from it. You thought about calling Max first but it wasn’t unusual to receive gifts from him so you carried it inside and opened it.

Your jaw dropped at the beautiful ball gown neatly placed inside. Each crystal of the glittering bodice was individually sewn on with meticulous care and it must have cost a small fortune to make. There wasn’t even a label to give a clue as to who the designer was, but it was clearly custom made and you knew without even stepping into it that it would fit perfectly.

Lifting the train out, you found an equally stunning half mask along with a small blank card that you turned over. Hand written in an elegant script is said: Le Bal Masqué 2200. You looked at the time and saw there was just over an hour to get ready.

You had just settled the mask over your styled hair when there was a knock on your door and you slipped your heels on before answering. Expecting to see Max waiting, you were surprised to find a stranger holding a card with your name on it, silently handing it over before you could ask what was going on.

It’s your turn to find us tonight, M.

“Your car is downstairs, madame,” the messenger said as he held the elevator door open for you.

The excitement brought a smile to your face as you stepped inside, wondering just what he had planned for you. You obviously weren’t hunting them the same way they chased you on the island, the dress was far too nice to ruin.

You were occupied by your thoughts the entire drive through the streets of Monte Carlo until you arrived at a cliff side residence. The gates opened at the car’s approach and you could see the mansion was full of men wearing their finest suits.

“Have a lovely evening, madame,” the chauffeur said as he opened the door for you.

You thanked him as you stepped out, your entrance garnering plenty of envious stares from the women and looks of longing from men loitering on the steps. You had scanned what you could see of the men’s faces beneath the masks and determined why this was a hunt - three had the same blue eyes and dirty blonde hair as Max while two could have easily been Charles at first glance.

Smiling to yourself, you climbed the stairs and entered the large foyer full of men who could all pass for yours.

“Champagne?” You took the flute from the waiter’s tray and saw two rolls of stickers beside it. Noticing the curious lift of your brow above the diamante mask, the waiter tapped the first roll. “The green sticker is for when you believe you have found one of the drivers here this evening, there are only ten so choose wisely. If you believe you have found an imposter, place a red dot on their lapel and they will be escorted off the premises. You have until midnight. Happy hunting.”

You smirked over the rim of your champagne flute and grabbed the roll of red stickers first. Turning to survey the crowd, you chuckled as you whispered to yourself, “Oh Max, you’ve outdone yourself.”

“Enjoying your evening?”

You turned to the man with a thick Spanish accent and immediately knew he wasn’t your Nando, though the jawline beneath the mask followed the same curve and his short beard was shaped similarly. The voice was too deep and the eyes were more green than hazel to match Nando’s so you plucked a red dot from the reel and slapped it on his suit as you answered, “Extremely. Thank you for coming.”

His lips turned down and a large unmasked man stepped out of the shadows, already guiding him out of the residence. You were already making your way to the ballroom where the crowd swelled, dozens and dozens congregating on the dance floor where a band were playing new hit singles but in a classical way. Perhaps band wasn’t the right term, there were so many instruments it was practically an orchestra.

An arm curled around your waist as you swayed to the music and you tipped your head back to meet a pair of brown eyes so dark they were almost black. He didn’t speak as he pulled you closer and for the first time you weren’t certain if the man was an imposter or your Esteban.

“You’re not going to ask how my night is going?” you baited him, a quick smiling parting his lips as he shook his head. Pursing your lips, you weren’t ready to rule him out with a red sticker but you needed to hear his voice to decide if he was worth one of the precious ten green dots in your hand. “Then how about a drink instead?”

His smile grew as he took your hand in his and led you to one of the small bars dotted around the ballroom. Looking at the long fingers laced with yours, you saw a thin tan line on his index finger where a ring had spent a lot of time and you tried to remember if Esteban had one too. Charles, Pierre and Lando definitely did but the memory of Estie’s hand drew a blank - you knew his fingers from how they felt between your legs not by sight apparently.

“Two piña coladas, please,” you ordered as you watched what features you could around the mask but there was no sign of disgust. “One for the road,” you added as you placed a red sticker on his collar.

“How did you know?” the lookalike asked with an English accent.

“Pineapples.” You shrugged and took the cocktail that was placed in front of you. “He hates them.”

Half an hour later the crowd had thinned dramatically. The security team had been kept busy as you felt like the Oprah meme, slapping red dots on the imposters - you get one, and you get one. With a large portion of men gone you were able to focus better and there were two men in particular you had your eye on.

All it took was one laugh and you were peeling back the first green sticker, heading for the pair of dark haired men chatting in the library. Their backs were to you as they laughed at silly book titles and you announced your arrival with a kiss to the shadow of a beard before sticking the green dot to his forehead.

“You two together was always going to be a dead giveaway,” you teased as you stuck another sticker on Lando’s nose. “Only Carlos can make you laugh like that.”

“Don’t tell me we were first?” he whined as he saw the otherwise full strip of green dots. “How have you not found George?”

You trailed a finger over the perfect lines of his suit before tugging the bow tie around his neck. He swallowed at the smouldering look in your eyes and let you drag him closer by the throat until your lips brushed his ear. “Why don’t you help me?”

His lips parted to answer but Carlos pulled him away before he could impart the information he knew. Blocking you with his body, Carlos shook his head at your attempt to break the younger driver. “Rules are rules, hermosa, and you are running out of time.”

He jutted his chin at the grandfather clock and smirked as he ducked from your reach with a laugh when you tried to take back the green sticker. “Uh uh uh, I’m well and truly yours.”

“You’re lucky you’re handsome,” you warned as you left them to their game and continued your hunt. “Alright, George, Gerorge, George, where would you be…oh.”

You had wandered through the throngs of people inside the impressive mansion but you hadn’t explored the rest of the property. It was very easy to understand Lando’s complaint when you walked out the wide open doors to the infinity pool set on the cliff face.

“I’m not sure how I’m going to get this to stick to you,” you said as you held a green dot on your finger tip. George grinned beneath his mask as he looked up from the waters edge enjoying a warm dip in the pool. Water dripped from his hair and ran down his chest as he stood up, tracing a wet palm up your calf through the slit in the dress. He was the only one at the soirée who had taken his suit off and he had also decided to put his bow tie back on before hopping in the heated pool. “You look like a stripper.”

“A very expensive one I hope,” he teased. “You look hot, love, you should join me and cool off.”

“Wish I could,” you sighed, feeling a little like the white rabbit in Alice in Wonderland, “but I’m running late and still have seven of you guys to chase down.”

George pulled himself out of the pool and grabbed a towel, a few drops of water catching on the crystal bodice as he shook his hair out. He dragged the towel down his body and you used the dry spot on the centre of his chest to plant a green dot on him. “Tagging my heart, love,” he chuckled, leaning in to kiss your cheek. “You don’t need to chase us, we are waiting for you.”

He sent you a wink as he swiped up his suit and left you poolside, confused by what he meant. “You’ll figure it out, I know you will.”

Dawdling along the balcony, you chewed over his words before realisation struck. You found Lando and Carlos together and George in the water - places where they loved to be. It seemed so obvious once you thought it and you rushed inside to the ballroom. You hadn’t questioned why the orchestra was masked but when you spotted the dark head of hair at the grand piano it made sense.

“It’s my favourite Frenchman,” you whispered in his ear and the melody bounced over a miskey.

“Monegasque,” he corrected automatically, turning to see the amusement shimmering in your eyes. “Bonsoir, mi bella.”

“You might want to rest those fingers, Charles, wouldn’t want you to get a cramp later.”

He grinned at the remark and dragged them across the keys. “Don’t worry, I’m just warming up.”

“So am I.” You reached out and stuck the green dot to the index and middle finger on his right hand before kissing the dimple on his cheek. “Those are mine.”

You followed a waiter as he slipped from the room with an empty tray and found a set of stairs leading down a floor, into a busy kitchen. Your next target stood out among the white shirt chefs and you were once again amazed at how they had managed to find strangers with such a resemblance to your drivers.

“What’s cooking, good looking?”

Fernando turned with a spoonful of something that smelled delicious and your lips parted for him. A heavenly moan hummed from your chest as you tasted what he had been stirring on the stove. Nando smirked as his eyes followed the line of your lips before he leaned in and caught them with his, rolling his tongue across your bottom lip.

“You missed a bit,” he said as he wiped the spot of sauce with his thumb before licking it clean. You momentarily forgot what you were doing but he had his wits about him as he took a green sticker and placed it on his collar. “Now this is my colour.”

“Not red?” He shook his head as you flattened the dot to make sure it wouldn’t be lost in the 25 minutes you had left. “So the Ferrari rumours…?”

“Just rumours, querida, but I don’t think you have time to gossip.” He pointed the spoon to the clock above the head chef’s station. “There’s still a few spots left.”

“Vegan special,” the chef shouted as he hit the bell for service and a waiter arrived in an instant. “Deliver this to the home theatre.”

“One less now.” You grinned and pulled another sticker out. “See you at midnight.”

You followed the waiter into the quiet depths of the mansion until he reached a door and you took the plate from the tray. “I can take it from here, thanks.”

Lewis was so engrossed in the film he didn’t notice it was you in the room with him. It was only when he looked closer he saw the green dot stuck to the white china plate in your hands and looked up with a wide smile.

“I take gratuities in orgasms, just so you know,” you said with a laugh as he moved the plate and pulled you onto his lap instead.

“It’s your lucky night, baby,” he purred in your ear as his hand slipped up the slit in your dress. “I’ve been told I’m a heavy tipper.”

His fingers teased along the lace edge of your panties and you only just managed to clear your head before he could erase all your thoughts with his touch. “Rain check,” you groaned, not wanting to leave just yet but Fernando had given you an idea before the chef had set you onto Lewis’ path. “Where would you go if you wanted to hear the juiciest gossip?”

Lewis chewed his lip as he thought it over before deciding, “The bar, a few drinks definitely loosens lips.”

“Then that’s where I need to go.” You thanked him with a kiss before leaving the theatre and made your way back to the busiest room in the place. But, before you could leave the lower levels you heard a distinctive accent and skidded to a stop.

“When they said you guys came from a land down under, I didn’t think they meant the basement.” Daniel’s smile split his face as you stepped into the games room where he and Oscar were chalking their cue sticks.

“Thank god you’re here,” Oscar sighed gratefully and placed the cue down on the table, turning to face you with a smile. “I suck at playing pool.”

“Maybe that’s because it's billiards, not pool,” you pointed out as you stepped into the space between his legs.

“I don’t even know what that is,” he admitted, his hands running over the dresses bodice and down to rest on your ass. “You look gorgeous.”

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen you in a suit.” You straightened the bow that had tilted at some point and draped your arms around his neck. “It suits you, handsome.”

His nose wrinkled and you giggled as he tugged at the tie, sending it off kilter again. “It feels like I’m being choked.”

“There’s some pleasure to be found in a bit of choking. Isn’t that right?” Daniel asked in your ear as he stepped up behind you, his fingers delicately circling your throat. He guided your head back to his shoulder and traced his nose over your racing pulse, inhaling the sweet scent of your perfume. “Hmm, maybe we can show him how good it can be.”

You could feel both of them coming to life as they sandwiched you between them, digging their erections into you. Your eyes fluttered shut at the temptation to drop to your knees and taste the Australian drivers, but you forced your eyes open and squirmed free of their intoxicating embrace.

“Soon, promise,” you panted as you slapped a sticker on Daniel’s ass and made Oscar whine needily when you placed one over his tented trousers, rubbing your palm over it to make sure the green dot was secured. “Very soon.”

The largest bar was set up in what you guessed was usually a dining hall and it spanned the length of the room. Leaning against the bartop was Pierre, his chin on his fist as he listened to the revellers unravelling their innermost thoughts aloud. He was engrossed in the tale, nodding encouragement when the woman’s cheeks turned scarlet red beneath her mask.

“And what did he do?” Pierre asked eagerly.

The woman covered her lips as she giggled before leaning in and whispering her confession. Pierre’s lips parted with a gasp, his eyebrows rising over the top of his mask as he stood upright. “Non!”

“Oui!”

Pierre spun around at the sound of your voice in his ear and he tore his mask from his face. “Ma chatte, look at you,” he said with a playful bit of his lip as you gave him a slow spin to show all of your curves glittering beneath the chandelier light. “Beautiful. And just in time too.”

You followed his gaze and saw there was only three minutes to midnight. “Shit,” you whispered as you grabbed the second to last sticker and pressed it to his chest. “Gotta run.”

Your calves burned as you climbed the stairs, spiralling higher and higher, racing the hands of the clock until you reached the top floor. The entire wall was made of glass and overlooked the dark water beyond the cliffs, but it wasn’t the panoramic vista that caught your eye.

His back was to you, the black silk tie of his mask flattening the back of his hair that would usually stick up in all directions, especially after combing your fingers through the strands. But it didn’t matter if you couldn’t see his face, you would recognise him anywhere.

His hands were crossed at the base of his spine, right one holding the left. It was how he stood whenever he was on the podium, how he stood when his anthem played. It was how he stood when he desperately wanted to be elsewhere but was forced to be patient.

You wrapped your arms around his narrow waist and found his eyes reflected in the glass. “Hi.”

The grandfather clocks throughout the mansion struck 12, the loud dongs echoing through the halls. “I wasn’t sure you were going to make it.”

You smiled into his shoulder at the teasing in his voice. “I always knew where you would be.” Stepping around his body, he pulled you into the circle of his arms so you were both watching the horizon as fireworks began to light up the sky above the sea. “There was only one place my Max could possibly be…at the top.”

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