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DELICATE✰ CHARLES LECLERC.

viii. 'cause I know that it's delicate

— the one where he is rooting for the anti-hero.

❝𝘉𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘤𝘩. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘢 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘳. 𝘔𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘴.❞ —𝘉𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘊𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘴

warnings: did somebody say charles-centered chapter? third person pov, hate, mention of last chapter's panic attack, misogyny (i'm sorry!!! i'm going to let y/n have peace eventually i swear!!!) foul language, cheesy taylor swift references, 2.4k words (+articles as always!).

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Can we stop proving Taylor Swift right for once? When she wrote 'My reputation's never been worse' back in 2017 we thought that would be the end of it. But in more recent times (2017 was AGES ago, guys, come on) the lyrics are still relevant and being applied to actress y/n y/ln's life. Her reputation truly has never been worse.

One thing is being called bad at your job. Which, okay, she is not (I am not biased, I'm just not stupid). y/n is great at being a RomCom actress, she has a stylist that sells her well and has good social media presence. Or had, since that's all gone now.

Even if she was lucky enough to really start making it in Hollywood, we can't ignore the fact that for the past two months y/n has been exposed as a really bad person. AND SHE'S LETTING IT HAPPEN!

While a lot of people in social media have come to her defense in the rejected marriage proposal topic, saying she doesn't have to say yes if she doesn't feel like it, others say it's what she 'owed' to Aidan Kim.

Sources, who are still yet to be revealed, have talked to magazines and celebrity sites about her romance with the guy she only sees as a toy. Does y/n have feelings at all? I guess Charles Leclerc didn't like what she said about him, since there were no pictures of them together at the Spanish Grand Prix. Losing your boyfriend and your reputation in the same week must hurt.

But that's not even the main issue here, why is y/n letting all of this happen right in front of her eyes? Hello, girl, speak up! Does she really have nothing to say in her defense?

People are eating her alive and what she does is post her luxurious breakfast in Monaco, Elix cans and Ferrari Special Edition merch. y/n doesn't care what is being said as long as people keep talking about her. You're going to regret this, girl. That's all I'm saying.

For now, let's say goodbye to the 'Queen of RomComs' reputation (2019-2023).

By Bridget Garcia

Matilde Bassi comes in the defense of y/n y/ln after last week's new discoveries on her breakup, a turmoil that has followed y/n for months now.

"She owes nothing to Aidan Kim. She's a self-made woman, and it's frankly disgusting how people want to give her achievements to some man." The former Broadway star said in an Instagram Live on Sunday June 4th.

After comments asked for her thoughts on the rejected engagement, Bassi didn't hold back: "y/n, just like every woman, has the right to say no. It's a proposal, not a sentence. Good for everyone who is brave enough to know what they don't want in their lives anymore."

Matilde hasn't walked away unscathed after such brave statements, people have started to crucify her on social media. Comments go from how she doesn't deserve to keep playing Juliet to how they're glad she lives in Italy now so they can't come across her on the street, Bassi is suffering similar repercussions to that of her beloved friend.

Let's remember Matilde and y/n were seen together in Europe in May, enjoying a short break in Rome before attenting the Monaco Grand Prix, where y/n went to see alleged boyfriend Charles Leclerc.

What do you think? Is Matilde Bassi right, or should she have kept her comments to herself and held on to whatever amount of love the public still had for her?

FROM CHISMETIFOSO ON TIKTOK: "THE FERRARI BOYS TALK ABOUT Y/N Y/LN" PT.1 & 2

[female voiceover in spanish]: ❝Charles went back to Monaco for the week off before Canada, and stopped to take pictures with fans like he usually does. Someone was brave enough to ask him what was up with y/n, besties, you won't expect what he said.❞

[Charles Leclerc, in english]:❝I am lucky to have a woman like y/n in my life, she's an amazing person and a great friend—[cut off]❞

[female voiceover in spanish]: ❝The Carlos video was sent by a fan that met Carlos in Spain, she also asked about y/n and Charles and Carlos assured she's loved by everyone.❞

[Carlos Sainz, in spanish]: ❝y/n is friends with everyone at Ferrari because we spent a lot of time together, I like her a lot she's fun to be around.❞

[female voiceover in spanish]: ❝Well, what do you think besties? Are our Ferrari boys on a PR stunt or do they really like certain actress that has brought nothing but drama to the table since they met her?❞

June 7th, Maranello, Italy.

Charles was already having a bad day before they told him about the PR meeting. Although it seemed impossible, this season's car got shittier every time and it made his confidence drop a little more every time he got on it and failed to drive properly. Was winning Monaco really just a lucky strike like everyone kept saying?

Spain was definitely a whole weekend to forget, not only for the shitshow that the Grand Prix had been. He couldn't stop thinking about y/n's panic attack and the way she had cried in his arms that same night.

Charles is not oblivious to everything that is happening around her, and how it did seem to get worse every time. When he first met her, he didn't think it would get to this point where people who didn't even know her would inflict torture and mental abuse on her all day every single day. And although Charles has been through a fair amount of online bullying as a professional athlete and public figure, it's not in the same way that what y/n is being subjected to right now.

"Are you listening, Charles?" the Ferrari PR manager asks, tapping her fingers in front of him, a few drops of coffee jump from his red styrofoam cup and into the white surface.

He nods, uninterested. Charles couldn't care less about whatever the Elix guys have to say. He sees the way the worst of them, Stuart Schaffer, looks at y/n. Lascivious, filthy. Charles has thought about punching him more times than he would like to admit.

There was a whole presentation on how Ferrari is being perceived by fans all over the world right now, touching on several points starting with Carlos and him, the last three races and finally, the people that surround Ferrari.

"Elix is experiencing a drop in sales, and we believe this to be due to a certain public figure that has been seen around the Paddock..." the Elix representative is saying, pointing at a graph that ends at the bottom of the page.

"Maybe it's just that your drink is shit," Charles' mouth is quicker than his brain, and he knows he's completely fucked himself over by the gasps that run through the table. Except for Carlos, Carlos has to hide his laugh with a cough. "I don't know."

The only reason he drank it so often, even when cameras were off, was because he didn't know what to do with his hands when talking to y/n.

"Charles!" the PR manager hisses. There have been several times in which he has earned that hawk-like look from her, but it still fazes him.

Yet, he doesn't back down.

"If you were going to talk about y/n and blame her for whatever disaster is happening with your company, you should have at least asked her to come. Talking behind her back is low."

y/n's absence didn't surprise him, she was back in L.A. first thing Monday. And although he's glad she's not here to listen to these bunch of assholes blaming her for their mistakes, he wishes she was just to see her, to make sure she'll be okay.

His name is passed through the table again in hisses and warnings, and finally he lets go.

"This is your fault too, kid," Stuart Schaffer has his hand in a fist on top of the table, red blotches coloring his face and neck.

Charles loathes the word kid coming out of his mouth. Him and y/n are of similar age, and she's not a 'kid' in his eyes.

"If you weren't fucking that bitch while she had a boyfriend, this wouldn't be happening."

His ears are ringing and he knows it's his face now that's tinted red.

"Get out, please Charles," the manager intervenes before another word can come out of his mouth, or worse, before he reaches Stuart Schaffer with his hands. "Now."

Charles' veins feel on fire as he gets up from his seat and walks out of the conference room. Biting the tip of his tongue so as not to curse Stuart in every single language he knows.

Carlos makes eye contact with him as Charles closes the see-through door and shakes his head. 'They're going to give you so much shit,' his eyes say. And he's right.

The meeting takes an hour more and he's in one of the offices, buzzed with caffeine and bored out of his mind. He has, regretfully, scrolled down the hell that is Twitter. He's even more pissed off than before, and the caffeine is making him desperate to get out of his seat.

“How bad is it?” Charles asks when Carlos crosses the door.

“A little bad,” Carlos isn’t stressed, he even smiles. “For you mostly. But looking at the bright side, no more Elix.”

No more Elix also means no more money from them. Which won’t make a difference, he thinks.

“Thank God,” Charles lets his head fall down the back of the couch. His nape hurts.

“It also means no more y/n,” Carlos’ tone has changed and he’s looking at Charles with that puzzled look that means he wants Charles to expand on his thoughts.

“She can still come if she wants to,” Charles replies, still feigning tranquility. “I’ll give her a pass.”

And he really hopes y/n wants to. Because all he's done lately every time he goes back to the Ferrari Suite during race weekends is look for her around the room, hoping that she'll be looking at him already. It’s like pieces fall into place when it does. He knows he'll miss her if she's not there anymore.

"Yeah, me too," Carlos plops down on the couch next to him, putting his hands behind his neck. "Do you think she's okay?"

Charles shrugs, an impassive gesture that doesn't reflect the turmoil inside his brain and heart. He is worried about her, and has been for a while. "I'm sure she is, she's back in Los Angeles." They have texted often since he left right after the Grand Prix, but it isn't the same as hearing her voice tell him it's alright.

Carlos stares at him for a few seconds more, thinking his next words through. It's not like he doesn't notice the way Charles looks at y/n every time they're in the same room, he also isn't ignorant to the get-together they shared in Monaco—the one Charles shared zero details about—or what happened in Spain when neither made it to dinner.

But he wonders if Charles is aware of how hard he is falling and what kind of a mess he's getting into.

Carlos likes y/n too, although it took them some time to become acquainted. y/n knows how to throw the exact words at him to tease him, she's brilliant, and when people aren't putting her down, her good mood is contagious. She's like sunshine coming through the curtains on a warm morning.

Yet, it's obvious he'll feel more protective over Charles. He knows it's a mistake to spend so much time on social media, not only looking at what people say about himself, but about Charles and y/n, the cruel lies and twisted truths. He has thought about asking Charles whether he's really aware of the way things look to the outsiders, or how they're tearing him down too.

"What is it?" Charles asks, frowning.

Carlos shakes his head. It's not his place to say anything about his infatuation, if that's what this is. "Why don't you give her a call?"

"Yes, I might." Charles nods absently, looking at his lock screen. Pierre has sent him another link to more news about how he's a homewrecker. Pierre calls him 'loverboy' and makes fun of every new article that comes out about y/n and him. Charles hasn't found it entertaining once.

"Charles," the PR manager doesn't have to raise her voice in the silence of the room. "Come here, right now. Please."

"Told you," Carlos mutters, crossing his legs.

Charles groans and gets up. A reprimand isn't the end of the world when his car gets progressively shittier and luck left him a while ago.

And when he's not sure of when he'll see y/n again.

Charles knows he doesn't need to 'fight' in the name of y/n, or that she even would like him to. She warned him weeks ago that he shouldn't get into the nightmare that this situation is. But he'll be damned if he's going to continue letting people put her down at his expense.

y/n is not a damsel in distress, he knows. And standing up for her doesn't make him a knight in shining armor. It makes him a decent human being and a good friend.

Charles thinks really hard about this, way often. Is it okay that his friend makes his heartbeat quicken every time they're together? He feels like a teenager again, with butterflies flying around his stomach when he thinks about her. Not to mention the fact that he's tried to flirt with her several times, to no avail.

There are many things in the world that Charles wishes he could change. His luck, to begin with. But he really wishes things were different when it comes to y/n. He wants her to have peace, he wishes she'd never had to deal with panic attacks or anxiety induced by hate. He wishes they'd met in another time, when things weren't so fragile and the world could stay away from them, and wherever he knows he wants things with her to go.

And he wishes he knew if he's brave enough to deal with all of it.

"Hello?"

The wave of emotion hits him from head to toe and it takes him a moment to catch his breath. He's worse than a teenager, he knows. Charles has never acted this way before, and it makes him vulnerable in a way he doesn't completely dislike, but isn't comfortable with either.

"Hello y/n," he says, after clearing his throat. "I was um– I was just thinking about you."

There is a pause on the other side of the line and Charles looks at the clock on his nightstand. He did the math to figure out the timezones three times, yet he does it again.

"Hi Charles," her voice comes after a sigh of relief, "Were you?"

"Uh– yeah, I– I just wanted to know how you're doing."

Another prolonged silence and Charles adds: "Is that okay?"

y/n chuckles, "Of course it's okay."

"So, how are you?" Charles continues, anxiously pacing around the room. He wants to ask the right questions. "How's L.A.?" maybe that's not one of them.

"Well, it's Lalaland, what can you expect?" there is movement in the background and then a door shuts. "How's Maranello?"

"Well..." Charles isn't sure if Elix has called her already and he doesn't want to be the one to break the news. "The usual. Praying for improvement every week."

"That's something we have in common," y/n's chuckle comes without humor this time. "But I'm going back to New York in a few days, so that's something to look forward to."

Charles smiles. "Do you need any help with moving?"

"Are you flying from Italy to help me move back to New York?" y/n laughs and her genuineness is back.

"I could, if you needed me to."

He has never felt more awkward in his life, or giddier.

"Thank you, Charles. But I have two suitcases with me, I can handle it like a big girl."

It's Charles' turn to laugh, he has stopped pacing. “Just let me know if you need me, y/n.”

“I think I will.” y/n says, and after some consideration: “Can you stay with me on the phone? Just for a little while.”

And Charles is embarrassingly willing to drop everything and stay on the phone for as long as she needs to.

“Yes, sure,” he replies instead, “What do you want to talk about?”

And they talk about everything and nothing. Silly commercials, pet-peeves about airports, favorite colors and long forgotten songs. It takes more than a little while, but neither care about how much time has passed.

It’s not mental gymnastics realizing he likes her. Likes her, likes her. He feels like he’s inside one of her RomComs; already pining for her. What would the name be? Something cheesy and catchy, like 'Racing Hearts'. He likes it. And hates it, too.

“Y/n?”

“Yeah?” She interrupts her story about the nightmare that Paris was when filming Parisian Valentine, not minding cutting her story short.

Regret comes immediately because he doesn’t know how to fill the silence now, not with the words he wants to say.

That he knows how delicate things are right now. That he likes her for who she has shown him to be and how he is impatient to know even more about her. But he knows he’s probably going to scare her away if those silly words actually come out of his mouth.

“I like talking to you,” Charles says instead. The caffeine hasn't left his system, but he knows the new buzz comes from something else.

“But?” Y/n prompts, he can hear the change in her tone.

“No buts. I like it, I like you.”

“I like you too, Charles.” She says softly, and he pictures the small smile on her face. The one she saves for the times she's one hundred percent comfortable, like when they were at the lake in Monaco.

“And I want you to be okay,”

y/n lets out a shaky breath that makes the microphone crackle. “We are okay, though, aren’t we?” She’s thinking about the tabloids again.

“We are okay. We’ve been on the phone for two hours,” he laughs, and, regretfully, lets out a yawn before he can help it.

“Get some rest, Charlie,” y/n lowers her voice too. “Thank you for staying with me.”

The endearment, although common when people try to be cute to him, sends another wave of giddiness through his body.

"Anytime," he doesn't fight her goodbye because it's a lost cause, especially after he let on his tiredness. "I mean it."

"Thank you," she repeats, "You're a good friend."

Charles smiles, that's enough for now, more than enough for now.

"See you soon, y/n." Charles assures, a smile on his face.

"Goodnight Charlie."

─── team principal radio: ❝thank you for reading! are we loving charles or not? thank you to everyone who lets me know their thoughts and interpretations of Delicate, it's incredibly motivating for me to keep writing and it makes me super happy! if you're a ghost reader, i also appreciate you, but don't be shy to interact♡❞

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brf-rumortrackinganon · 3 months

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Hello, have you seen this ?

https://www.reddit.com/r/SaintMeghanMarkle/s/JeFLWTbOqt

Do you think it could be a confirmation of the tea you received recently ?

No. Without photos or video, this “Marcus” they’re talking about is Markus Anderson of SoHo House, with whom Meghan’s been friends for years. He and Meghan used to travel together quite a bit before Harry came along.

By the way, y’all. I just looked up Soho House and guess where they’ve got a beach club resort: in Canouan, an island in St. Vincent and the Grenadines. It opened in March 2022, and in October 2023, not only were Harry and Meghan were papped in Canouan, it’s been reported they stayed at the Soho House Beach Club. Since there were no other sightings of them, it’s pretty plausible that they used Soho House.

You guys remember that trip Harry made to Austin, TX for F1? Did you know that there’s a Soho House in Austin TX too?

And remember when Sussex PR was manifesting a tour/visit to Australia last year? It started way back in February 2023. Yep, you guessed it. Soho House Sydney, coming soon. It was announced in October 2023 with a massive PR push that included a SXSW booth and a magazine feature/photo spread of Markus Anderson. Coincidence? Maybe.

So if the Marcus that this video claims was there is really Markus Andersen, then it could very well be possible that Soho House may be looking at Jamaica for a new property. That’s something I can see the PM getting on board with if it means more wealthy white people coming, and that’s something I can see Meghan and Harry schmoozing with him for, especially if it would help ease the way with construction and permits (which has delayed Sydney Soho House).

I’m definitely keeping my eye on Soho House now. Too many coincidences. Especially when you also consider Meghan did a pap walk with Markus on Coronation Weekend…

#ask #BRF #Sussexes #soho house #theories #rumors

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lilithaban · 1 year

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pairings: jeong jaehyun (archi student) x female reader (advertising arts major)

— filo setting

🖋️: smut

warnings: 🔞, mature content, profanities !

— dni minors!

posted: january 29, 2023

happy reading!

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Hilong-hilo, at pagod na pagod kang naglalakad sa buong campus dahil ni wala kang makitang estudyante na papasok sa standards mo since kailangan mo ng model for your major subject na associated with photography.

Marami namang pogi rito pero hindi mo pa rin mahanap yung tao na magfifit sa model mo. Naka heels ka pa naman kaya ramdam mo na ang pangangalay ng paa mo.

Ang theme mo kasi sa photo shoot is sensual na may touch ng wong kar wai effect dahil nagustuhan mo yung movie na to. Dahil kanina ka pa palakad-lakad sa campus niyo ay naupo ka muna sa bench sa tabi ng soccer field.

“Tangina wala pa rin akong mahanap eh sa makalawa na yun ipapasa” naiinis mong sambit

Kaya habang nagpapahinga ka ay may nahagip ang mata mong naglalakad patungo sa kinaroroonan mo.

mukhang may model na ako para sa photo project ko sabi mo sa isipan mo.

By the way he walk he looks like a model. His build is alright swak para sa taste mo when it comes to modeling and photo shoot, he's definitely a six footer, his hairstyle is similar to those model on some magazine photoshoots, comma hairstyle. Maputi rin siya at matangos ang ilong.

Kaya naman nagkunwari kang tumitingin sa mga magazines mo nang umupo siya sa tabi mo. Tahimik ka lang at nagkukunwaring sinusuri ang magazine at siya naman ay nilabas ang kanyang binder.

Ooh archi pala to si pogi.

Lumipas na lang ang ilang minuto ay pareho pa rin kayong tahimik at hindi binibigyan pansin ang bawat isa. Kaya medyo napalingon ka ng narinig mo siyang tumawa.

“Fuck you, Johnny. I’ll go home after this” rinig mong sabi nito

Fucking hell

may dimple rin siya….

Nang nawala na ang kaibigan nito ay nanahimik ulit ang paligid. Tanging pagsayaw lang ng mga puno ang maririnig mo.

Lumingon ka sa katabi mo at hininhintay ang tamang tyempo para tanungin siya kung papayag ito sa photoshoot. Kaya nung nakatayo siya at handa nang umalis ay nagsalita ka.

“Ahm hi! sorry if bigla akong nagsalita but can I have you to my photoshoot as my model? I’m an advertising arts major sa kabilang building,” nahihiya mong sinabi

“Hello? a model? for what,”

“For my photoshoot project, it’s a sensual with a touch of wong kar wai”

“Hmm”

Bigla ka namang kinabahan kasi baka hindi siya pumayag since medyo sensual ang theme ng photoshoot mo.

Oh my god sana pumayag siya para matapos na ako sa project na to.

“So are you in?” kinakabahan mong tanong

“Hmm in one condition” he replied

“Ok, anong kondisyon mo?”

“I’ll just tell you after the shoot.”

You only nodded and start to pack your things.

“Ngayon na ba?” rinig mong tanong nito

“Yup, kasi 4 pm naman na and mas ok magshoot if madilim na. Also aayusin ko rin yung place ko for photoshoot.”

Nagsimula na siyang maglakad kaya naman hinabol ko siya para pigilan. “Hindi dyan, doon tayo sa kabila since naka dorm ako malapit lang dito sa univ”

“Let’s use my car, I bet nagta-tric ka lang”

Napataas ka naman ng kilay sa sinabi niyo. Ok mister parang nakakasama ang pagsakay sa tricycle niyan dahil sa tono niya.

Kaya naman sumunod ka na lang sakanya. Medyo natulala ka nang makita mo na ang sasakyan nito.

He’s driving a black porsche.

Tamang-tama para sakanya gwapo na may porsche.

“My car’s looks so handsome right?” rinig mong asar nito kaya naman tinaasan mo lang ito ng kilay at pumasok nasa shotgun seat.

In fairness mabango at malinis ang sasakyan niya. Mas nakakadagdag gwapo. At parang may kung anong sumapi sa puke ko ng magsimula siya magdrive.

Magdrive in one hand.

Putangina

Ramdam mo na ang pamamamqsa ng ari mo dahil sa nakikita mo at idagdag mo pa ang pagtugtog sa radyo ng bone thugs n harmony, thuggish ruggish bone.

Pinagpapawisan ka na kahit naka on naman ang ac ng sasakyan nito. Para kang nanlalambot dahil sa gwapo nitong mukha habang nagmamaneho.

Shet talaga ang gwapo naman nitong model ko.

Nakarating na lang kayo sa dorm mo na pawis na pawis ka at natataranta.

“Your unit look so nice,” rinig mong sinabi nito habang iniikot ang paningin sa unit mo.

“A—ahh thanks, ako lang naman nakatira dito since from province pa talaga ako nakatira” sagot mo naman

“Dyan ka lang muna magbibihis lang ako then bibigyan kita ng damit na pwede mong suotin. Doon tayo sa room ko magsho-shoot” sagot mo sabay takbo sa kwarto mo.

Agad mong sinarado ang pinto ng kwarto nang makapasok ka na rito. Napasandal ka na lang sa pinto dahil sa kaba at init ng nararamdaman mo.

“Oh my god y/n totoo ba tong nararamdaman mo? what the hell hindi mo kilala yan at mas lalong hindi ka papatulan niyan”

Sinampal mo ang sarili mo at dumiretso sa banyo para maghilamos at baka sakaling mawala ang init mong nararamdaman.

“Oh ito yung susuotin mo, iwan mong nakabukas lahat ng butones, then lumapit ka rito para aayusan kita,” ma-awtoridad mong sinabi atsaka kumilos na parang walang init na nararamdaman.

Tinitigan mo ang modelo mo nang hindi pa nito kinukuha sa kamay mo ang mga damit na gagamitin. Mariin lang siyang nakatitig sayo kaya medyo kinabahan ko. At mas lalo pang kinabahan na makita mong dumiin ang paghawak nito sakanyang hoodie.

“You can change here sa may banyo ng kwarto ko then aayusin ko na muna to saglit bago ka ayusan” sabi mo sabay inabot sakanya ang damit na hawak mo

Nang pumasok ito sa banyo ay agad kang nakahinga ng maluwag at dali-daling inayos ang sarili bago ang kama dahil nga rito kayo magsho-shoot.

Kaya naman nang naghihintay ka sa gilid ng kama ay napatulala ka na lang dahil sa biglang paglabas ng modelo mo.

Holy fuck….

“Do I look hot?” rinig mong pangangasar nito at naupo sa harap ng vanity mirror. “Stop staring at me like that. You don’t wanna make you my dinner for tonight, right?”

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You don’t wanna make you my dinner for tonight, right?

And you’re here on your bed giving him blowjob. Hindi mo na maisip kung paano kayo nahantong sa ganito pero heto ka sinusubo ang malaking tite nito. Halos mabilaukan ka na sa laki.

“Fuck yes right there baby”

“You’re sucking me so good fuck. I can’t wait to reciprocate this feeling baby” hirap na hirap nitong sinabi habang naka sabunot ito sa buhok para iguide ka sa pagsubo sa ari nito.

Alam mo na malapit na siyang labasan dahil nanginginig na ang hita nito at ang sunod-sunod na ungol nito.

“Hmm”

“Lalabasan na ako”

“Putangina”

Napamura na lang ito nang nilunok mo ang tamod na nilabas ng kanyang tite. Inangat mo ang ulo mo at ngumiti sakanya.

Nagdilim ang paningin nito at hinila ka paupo sa kandungan niya. Mabilis kang hinalikan nito at nagulat ka na lang ng punitin nito ang underwear mong regalo pa sayo ng kaibigan mo.

Ramdam mo ang marahan na paghimas nito sa puke mong naglalawa at pinasok na lang bigla ang dalawang daliri sa loob mo.

“Fuck tangina” halos mapunit na ang labi mo nang unti-unti nito nilabas pasok ang dalawang daliri sa loob mo. Halos mabaliw ka na sa sarap na ginagawa niya lalo na ng magdagdag ito ng isa pang daliri at supsupin ang errected mong utong.

“Yes a-aah oh my ang sarap tangina”

“lalabasan na ako” nahihirapan mong sinabi habang mga mata mo’y nagdedeliryo.

“Not yet, let me fuck your cunt with my tounge”

Hindi ka na nito hinintay na magsalita at mabilis kang inihiga nito at walang-awang pinapak ang puke mo. Hindi mo na alam kung saan mo ibabaling ang ulo mo sa sobrang sarap ng ginagawa nito sayo.

“Ahh shit”

“Fuck fuck”

“Stop with foreplay baby, please insert that thing to me” halos mag makaawa ka na sakanya na kantutin ka. Rinig mo ang tawa niya pero hindi siya nagsalita bagkus pinagpatuloy niya lang ang pag kantot sa puke mo gamit ang dila nito at hanggang sa labasan ka na lang ulit sa pangatlong pagkakataon ay nakasupsop pa rin ito sa tinggil mo.

Halos hindi ka na maka pagsalita dahil sa pagod at tatlong beses ka ng nilabasan ni hindi ka pa nga binabarurot ng lalaking nasa harap mo.

“And for my main course,” sambit nito at bigla na lamang pinasok ang tite nito sa loob mo.

“Tangina ka bakit mo naman bini—” hindi mo na natapos ang sasabihin mo dahil habang kinakantot ka nito ay sinusop niya ang kaliwang utong mo.

“Yes yes! please fuck me right there” pagmamakaawa mo at inabot mo ang mukha niya para halikan

Halos mabaliw ka na sa sobrang sarap ng pagkantot niya sayo. Kaya naman hindi mo mapigilang ipitin ang tite nito habang naglalabas pasok sa puke mo.

“Ang sarap putangina ang sikip sikip mo” gigil nitong sabi at mas lalong bumilis ang pagkanto nito sayo

“Parang sinasakal yung tite ko. Putangina ka ang sarap mo”

Hindi ka na makasagot sa sinabi niya dahil wala ka ng lakas.

“Shit i’m coming”

“Are you on pills?”

“Yes, please iputok mo sa loob ko. Putukan mo ako”

“Aa—ahhhhhh”

Naramdaman mo na lang na pareho kayong nilabasan at parang lintang gulay ka na nakayakap sakanya. Parehas kayong hingal na hingal at parang lalagutan ng hininga dahil sa matinding pagkakantutan niyo.

“I—I forgot, my name’s y/n, and you are” kahit na pagod ka nagawa mo pa rin siyang tanungin dahil nagkantutan, nagkainan ng puke at tite and still hindi niyo pa rin alam pangalan ng isa’t isa.

“Jaehyun, Jeong Jaehyun”

"So, are we going to continue to fuck each other or will you photograph us in this bed with our bodies naked?"

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Technojoy Zine Interest Check

Hello everybody. This post contains the interest check for the Technojoy Zine. An interest check is a form that people can fill out, letting the me, the zine moderator, know that you are interested in reading (or even contributing to) this zine!

If you are reading this, and there is no link to the a form to fill out at the end, please check the reblogs! Tumblr prevents posts with links from appearing in the tags, so this post will be reblogged with the link to the interest check.

What this post covers about the Technojoy Zine:

What is this? Who is running it? What is the goal of this zine?

Who is allowed to participate?

How will the zine be produced?

What are dates of importance?

What is this? Who is running it?

The Technojoy zine is a zine! A zine is comparable to a single issue of a magazine, in that it’s a collection of works, both art and writing, by many different creators. For a fandom zine, like this one, it is usually themed around something.

This zine’s theme is Joy.

Some zines are 2D art only. Some are writing only. Most are both! This zine is art, writing, and anything else you’d like to offer, including music, origami, animation, sculpture—really anything!

The mod of this zine is @publiccmenace. I am seventeen year old transgender person who has been a fan of Techno for a few years now. I have been the head of one zine, the @hk-genderidentity-zine, and a moderator for the @travelers-encore-zine.

What is the goal of this zine?

Technoblade's death was a sorrowful thing that impacted people across the globe. There have been many gorgeous, heart-wrenching tributes to the person he was. This zine will not be one of them.

This zine is operating on the rule of No Bummers.

No bummers means nothing sad or mournful.

Techno was the man who joked about elbow reveals when facing potential amputation. The goal of this zine is to call up that feeling of joy and celebration he inspired in so many people. The goal is to put together a collection of cool things, of funny things, really a collection of things that contain the spirit of Technoblade's work.

Who is allowed to participate?

Anyone who wants to celebrate!

It is okay to still be sad about Technoblade. It is okay to participate in this zine and still be sad. However, this zine is explicitly a place for joy.

There are many mournful, thoughtful tributes to the wonderful person that Technoblade was. This zine will not be one of them. It is a party to celebrate and share stories around the campfire, not to give a solemn eulogy.

How will the zine be produced?

This zine will be digital and free. All of the works will be complied into a PDF, which will be available for free on itch.io. If you want to spend money, please consider donating to the Sarcoma Foundation of America.

Production Timeline

December 5th, 2022: Interest check opens January 2nd, 2023: Interest check closes. Applications open! January 28th, 2023: Applications close. February 4th, 2023: Applicants are accepted or denied. Zine work begins. May 20th, 2023: Zine work finished, editing begins. June 5th: Zine complete and open to the public!

Sound good?

Then please, fill out the interest check and reblog this post!

#Technoblade #technofanart #dsmp #dream smp #dsmp techno #Technoblade zine #techno zine #Technoblade fanart #Technoblade fanfic #technofic #technofanfic

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actuallysara · 1 year

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Ronen Rubinstein and Rafael Silva BTS of their photoshoot with HELLO Magazine | May 15, 2023

#911 lone star #911 lone star cast #ronen rubinstein #rafael silva #rafael x ronen #ls cast #sposts

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the story of mandate

I have wrestled with sharing this in detail for many months, both because it is a goofy story and because, well, it is a goofy story.

I went on a protracted hunt for a number of months for the issue of Mandate (a gay pornographic magazine) in which KISS have an article, because Peter's book explicitly states it was the first magazine they ever got an article in (this is actually incorrect, but I wasn't aware of that at the time) and because I could find absolutely nothing online about the writeup itself, and I was very curious. (The text is here, and some rather lazy scans are here, if you are interested.) KISS fandom has a bit more focus on stuff like the guitars and albums (imagine that), and if there is a repository of old KISS articles, I've never found it. I've never even found where anyone posted the full text of Paul's Playgirl article, although that issue used to be easy enough to find.

That, I thought, was the end of it. It's a puff piece, even if the picture of Paul in particular is pretty nice and even if they refer to them as "boys" and their look as "spicy." An offbeat piece of KISStory (incidentally this was not KISS' first or only foray into gay magazines-- Paul, as mentioned, was in Playgirl, which while ostensibly marketed to women, had a majority gay male audience, and KISS was featured in After Dark in July 1974), that I could never unload on ebay with anywhere near the ease or success of, say, the KISS Hello Kitty Beanie Babies.

That was it, until over two years later, when--

I went to a Gene event with my dear friend @elrohare in May 2023. On a whim, I had brought the magazine along with a couple other more traditional things (the RARO and Love Gun albums), trying to decide which of these I should get him to sign for me. @elrohare as anticipated/hoped, encouraged me to get him to sign Mandate.

I was extremely torn. Mostly, though, I was worried he'd take it in a way I didn't mean it, like it was an attempt to embarrass him. I didn't, and don't, think there's anything shameful about them being in the magazine. It is not an indication of their sexuality.

But wouldn't it be neat to have a signature on Mandate, instead of a signature on, say, Rock and Roll Over? At the very least, it probably wasn't something he'd had thrust in his face often, if ever. Probably ever. While Gene is known for being exceptionally friendly regardless (at a price), I thought it might, if he was receptive, start an interesting conversation.

And if not, I had those stupid KISS baseballesque (bubblegum) cards he could sign instead.

The day came and we both were starting to regret what we had decided to do. Cynthia suggested I just turn the magazine straight to the page he was on so that Gene would hopefully ask no questions and simply, blindly, sign. I did exactly that. My nerves were so bad in general that I was shaking and Gene's handler was having to wave his little Gene-hand-puppet (he'd drawn Gene's makeup on his fingers and thumb) to distract me and Cynthia into calming down.

Not only did Gene know exactly what magazine it was, even with it turned to the correct page, he exclaimed "Mandate!" got a big smile on his face, said, "I'm texting Paul right now," stopped the entire meet and greet to text Paul, had me hold up the magazine for him to take a picture, which he then sent to Paul, and simultaneously made and ruined my life right then and there.

"Paul's in this. They thought he was--" and he kind of waved his hand.

"You're in it, too!"

"No, Paul is in it."

"But you're... okay, okay, Paul is in it..." One does not simply argue with Gene Simmons. I tried. "I...if you don't want to sign it I have baseball cards!"

He opened the magazine and then declares it to be sticky.

"It's not sticky..."

He licked his thumb and proceeded to smear it on the pages as he turned them. Slowly. He just kept on going and going and going. Page after page of black and white vintage pornography.

"Okay, where is it?" he said after awhile (apparently, even Gene can eventually tire of seeing naked people).

"Page eight!" I said, very, very, very quickly. Everyone laughed. "And Gene's on page 9!"

Gene did turn to page eight and nine. But instead, he proceeded to deface my copy of Mandate with his artwork. The mostly-naked blonde on the front cover suddenly and incredibly was graced with Paul's 1970's hair and star on his eye. I wailed "Geeeene" in a pretty pathetic squeak.

"Where do you want me to sign?"

"On your picture...." (inside the magazine) (which he did). I think, had I stopped with his signature, I would've preferred he sign it on the cover, by his artwork, but already I had an idea. An awful idea.

Let's call this the Mandate Reunion and leave it at that.

Several months later, immediately after an Ace concert, I found myself in front of Cynthia in line (we had to do this one individually). Ace's entourage gazed at Mandate magazine with great interest and murmuring. They were accustomed to records, posters, comic books. They had not seen it before. I have rarely heard great things about meeting Ace and was anticipating total silence, and Ace to just blindly sign as I'd thought that Gene would.

Ace did not.

Ace took one look at that magazine, recognized it immediately, and looked me dead in the eye, even with the sunglasses.

"That's gay." (His tone was as a statement of fact, not as a judgment/anything derisive.) "Paul is in it."

"You're in it, too. Page nine."

Ace did not acknowledge that he was, in fact, in it.

"Do you really want me to sign this?"

No, Ace, I just brought this to you so you could look at it. You never have seen a picture of yourself before.

"Yes!"

Ace acquiesced, signing by his picture (making sure his signature was larger than Gene's), and was so distracted he forgot to switch pens or ask my name (he will personalize one autograph for you and typically swaps pen colors throughout autographs), though he wished me a safe trip home.

Two out of four. Now I was obligated to try for Peter, who, happily, had deigned to do Mad Monster Atlanta, which would not require me to fly out or book a hotel. Unlike the other adventures, I couldn't do this one with Cynthia and had to fly solo. I had met Peter prior at Creaturesfest and he was incredibly kind to me-- even teased me, gently, for my high, somewhat squeaky voice. I did not think he would object too hard, but was curious. Would he, like Gene and Ace, immediately go to, "That's gay, Paul is in it," and never really admit he was in it, too? Would he have some odd inside information about how Bill had gotten them the magazine space?

None of the above.

Peter looked at that magazine, immediately said, with great interest, "Is that guy on the cover naked?"

"No, no, he's got a rug-thing... he's not naked."

"Who is that, is that David Lee Roth?"

"No, I actually don't know who it is." (Apologies for my less than stellar responses-- I should have, obviously, told him that Gene had been the one to doodle on the front cover-- but I could not believe he was responding like he was responding!)

"He's got a nice ass, though. I've seen all kinds of asses." He continued to talk about asses for a solid bit of time there, looking quite pleased with himself (I think I told him there were lots more in the magazine), though I don't remember what he said exactly.

Peter was so far removed from the gentleman-of-KISS image that, for some reason, Kissfaq enjoys espousing. It's almost like they think not trashing the rest of the band equates to sainthood and erases all memory of hotel romps, threesomes, orgies, and asses. It was incredible. Gigi looked completely and absolutely appalled, but she did manage to ask if I wanted it signed in black (to match the others), and I said yes, ma'am, and she handed him the pen. Then she said that I was "too nice a girl for this [I think she meant to hear this/have the magazine]" and I said, "Oh, I dunno about that, it is my magazine" as I departed.

I guess the real KISStory was the porno the OGs signed along the way.

In summary, I'd like to thank the wonderful @elrohare for aiding and abetting and being a thorough part of both this very ridiculous quest and throughout so many of my KISS misadventures. Something weird always happens with KISS, guaranteed.

#kiss the band #gene simmons #paul stanley #peter criss #ace frehley #mandate magazine

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💥 Pokémon Gameverse Fanfic Recs 2023 💥

Hello! 🥺✨️ I'm pretty new in loving the amazing Pokémon trainers that the official games created, so I thought I'd compile all of my favorite fanfics of them that I've read last year. Here are some notes to read before you start scrolling:

There is almost 80 fanfics that I listed here, if I counted correctly! They're divided into 3 big categories (which are Ships, Gen, and Character Study Fics), and each pairing that I listed follow the same way that AO3 writes theirs ("/" for romantic pairs and "&" for platonic pairs).

Trigger Warnings aren't listed here, so please check the Additional Tags section and/or the Author's Note to do so.

There are a few Explicit (E)-rated fanfics here, so please tread carefully.

Most fanfics are about trainers from the Kanto, Johto, Alola, Galar, and Hisui regions.

Lastly, please show the authors some love by leaving kudos and comments! They've poured a lot of effort and love for these fanfics that will blow your mind 💗✨️

The list is below the cut! Please enjoy these amazing fics as a way to start your new year 🥂💫

Category A: Ships

Truerivalshipping (Raihan/Leon):

dream in my soul, and i won't let it go by notavodkashot

i've battled hard with the face in the mirror by notavodkashot

the sea between us (and the storms we bring) by bukkunkun

against all odds (no matter what) by bukkunkun

namelessshipping (Red/Blue Oak):

return again by bukkunkun

Peaks and Valleys by clefairytea

Red's Halfway House for Troubled Trainers by clefairytea

Your love has come home (And so has your worst enemy) by clefairytea

What's Yours is Mine by lemonjelloarts

the vastness is bearable by synchronicities

the earth badge by littleroot

Supersonic by apockalypsis

Halcyon by Skylark

Huntershipping (Ethan/Silver):

Mistakes Were Made by deamsgirl

Rivalzoned by deamsgirl

kinda like fireworks by ghostscribe

Alloy by untilitbreaks

Sacredshipping (Morty/Eusine):

A New Kind of Future by Skylark

Let the wind rush crowned with foam by vaguada (orphan_account)

Darkunclesshipping (Grimsley/Nanu):

from the dark, will come a light by notavodkashot

beloved by bukkunkun

Dangerous Territory by Orcinus_the_Orca

Perfectworldshipping (Lysandre/Sycamore):

convalescence by bukkunkun

the hope that mattered by bukkunkun

Launchshipping (Archer/Proton):

Garbage Disposal by orphan_account

Recuperations by orphan_account

Fleeting by orphan_account

The Wishes of Archer and Proton by anewdayscoming

Oceanflowershipping (Moon/Lillie):

coming of age by eggtimer

i can't keep going on like this (but i can't stop either) by rosesscythes

Cuteboneshipping (Hau/Gladion):

Brightest Sky by dreamcp

Solace by The Results are Iridescent (flyingllamas)

Miscellaneous Ships:

No Fangs by TheIllusiveMantis (Hardenshipping - Archie/Maxie)

sprinkles and magazines by cocoacandy (Ignitionshipping - Volkner/Flint)

Pricks Like a Bramble by magnetism (Kabu/Peony)

Oversights by Silky_John (Lt. Surge/Koga)

A study in temperature by orphan_account (Lt. Surge/Koga)

leave it to the land (this is what it knows) by synchronicities (Clanleadershipping - Adaman/Irida)

Category B: Gen Fics (Based on Regions)

Kanto:

Feelin' Blue? by orphan_account (Lance & Blue Oak)

Red Herring by orphan_account (Lance & Red)

Bolt From the Blue by orphan_account (Lance & Blue Oak)

Johto:

Teacher, Preacher by mochawhip (Silver & Archer, Archer & Rocket Executives)

Arctic by mochawhip (Silver & Archer, Silver & Giovanni)

Still Breathing by anewdayscoming (Rocket Executives)

planting seeds in a garden you may never get to see by synchronicities (Ethan & Lyra & Silver, Red/Blue Oak)

Half a Revolution by herohelio (Silver & N)

Lance & Silver (I literally had to put a separate category for them here because of how much fanfic I read of them as a found family 😭🤚):

head smash by aeroblast

you know the rest by heart by nevermore_evermore

how do we make this heart (beat on and on) by nevermore_evermore

Silver has an awful time by anewdayscoming

lesson number one: never trust anybody by SakanaKana

when feeling burnt out from grinding on the main quest, try: harder (an ultimate gamer move advice from the best in Blackthorn Clan, Clair Blackthorn) by SakanaKana

Dragon Support by StratusCloudSurfer

pain split by aeroblast

dizzy punch by aeroblast

Hoenn:

on belonging by johnchurch (May & Archie & Maxie, Archie/Maxie)

Fearless by RageCandyBar (May & Norman)

Sinnoh:

maybe the real fire-types were the friends we made along the way by HopeStoryteller (Volkner & Flint)

mourning what cant be saved by miafey (Cynthia & Dawn, Volo & Dawn)

Alola:

until we meet again (Gladion & Lillie, Hau & Gladion) by synchronicities

Silver Bird by Saphruikan (Gladion & Silvally)

Fundamentals of Silvally by cteranodon (Gladion & Silvally)

Hisui:

Tag-Along by capitalj (Ingo & Akari, Subway Masters)

now the sun appears by sojourner (findingkairos) (Ingo & Akari, Subway Masters)

Converging Tracks [Series] by StellarCoachman (Ingo & Akari, Subway Masters)

End of Line by coolcrocs (Subway Masters)

Let’s Get You Back to Her by WaywardStation (Ingo & Akari, Subway Masters)

Dear Nimbasa Times: Please Stop Spreading Rumors About My Brother's Body Being Hidden In The Subway Tunnels Unless You'd Like To Start Paying For My Therapy. Love, Emmet by TrashfireRadiowaves (Subway Masters)

Diverge, Converge by Level99Eevee (Ingo & Akari, Subway Masters)

the only way to be sure of catching a train is to miss the one before it by dittolicous (Ingo & Akari, Subway Masters)

Given Some Time (And Maybe Space) by EVTrainingUniversity (Gaeric & Irida)

Fate Is Written In Stone by EVTrainingUniversity (Hisui Wardens)

Heights of the Tundra by EVTrainingUniversity (Gaeric & Sabi)

Category C: Character Studies

(i know) you're out there somewhere waiting by notavodkashot (Raihan)

these chains will not hold me down, they'll break and fall to the ground by notavodkashot (Piers)

Clever Girl by HopeStoryteller (Kabu)

Fidelity by Skylark (Silver & Crobat)

Alpha Beta by mochawhip (Silver & Giovanni, Silver & Rocket Executives)

1 by Silky_John (Blue Oak)