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1-800-call-ria · 10 months

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chenle 👏 is 👏 a 👏 thigh 👏 guy 👏

i know he loves thick thighs, he fucking go crazy when he was eating you out and you close your thigh when youre cumming, crushing his big ass head with that plump soft big thighs. he doesnt event try to hide it, hes always touching it, caressing it, biting it, shittttt. even when you guys are watching movies together with ur friend over at his apartment, he'd sit on the floor between your legs hanging from the couch, just so he can lay his head to the side on top of your plushy thighs. THIS MAS LOVES THIGHS

Chenle LOVES THIGHS

yes. yes. absolutely yes. EVERY SINGLE TIME TOO. sorry this is so short :(

warning: smut, oral (f) , not edited 😭

You’ve always known Chenle had a thing for your thighs. He would touch and caress them during car rides, pinch them whenever he was just walking by and even just staring whenever your wore anything that remotely showed them off. It was a matter of time before you would learn the true extent of this love though.

Every so often your friends and his friends gather around to have a movie night. It’s usually once every few months because if everyone’s packed schedules but every time it happens it’s always so fun. You all vote on the top two movies that what to be watched and you sit, eat snacks and just vibe.

It just so happened that this time it was at his house. His house always had the best food, TV and especially best seating.

He always, and I mean always sits at your feet. Chenle places himself right between your legs and if your legs ever feel like they’re falling asleep, he’ll move them. Opting to put them over his shoulders so he can move even further between your legs.

If you’re wearing shorts he’ll definitely turn his head every so often to nip and suck at your thighs. If you’re wearing pants he’ll go ahead and just lay his head back even further into you. Whenever you jokingly squeeze your legs together, he just laughs along bringing his hand to rub up and down your leg (even pinching causing you to purposefully have you close your legs around his head).

Remember this is a movie night. Whenever everyone has fallen asleep he goes ahead and takes you to his (your) room.

He’s been hard ever since you first let him sit down between your legs, now he wants to suffocate between your thighs.

Maybe even let you sit on his face, you know 😉 Burry him in all the glory he calls your thighs.

“Don’t worry pretty baby, I’ll take care of you…”

Now the problem is making sure you stay quiet enough while he eats you out like a starved man.

Silence has never been your strong suit, now has it?

“Shhh, you wouldn’t want our friends to hear you, now would you? But I bet you’d like that.”

He’s licking and nibbling softly, even being very deliberate in where he’s placing his tongue and nose. Chenle loves all this is you…but especially your thighs :)

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alicent-targaryen · 8 months

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ELDRITCH (RHAENYRA x DAEMON ▸ Southern Gothic!AU)

It has been years since the last time Rhaenyra crawled into Uncle Daemon’s lap. “S’not appropriate no more,” he rebuffs her through clenched teeth when she tries and she climbs down, crushed. But she had such a fright walking back from school through the dusty cornfield that she didn’t think it through. Ever since she was a little girl, there have been rumors of bad spirits roaming the countryside, stalking graves and scratching pews in abandoned churches. Some folks say they are being punished for the sins of their dying town. But this marks the first time she’s had a brush with the supernatural. She heard harsh overlapping whispers slithering between the tall ears of corn, dark figures brushed past her, and long leaves began to wrap tight around her frame like tendrils. She struggled to set herself free and ran straight home where Daemon sat dutifully every day next to her father’s deathbed. Viserys snored soundly and Daemon embraced her tight, shushing her as his fingers patted her messy pigtails. He must’ve sensed the terror rattling her bones because he let her stay. Rhaenyra’s chest heaved. She chided herself. Since when was she a scaredy cat? “What happened?” He asked. “The…corn.” He hummed in understanding. She clung to his white shirt, inhaling his calming scent. “Them damn things can’t hurt you, sweetheart," he promised in his thickened drawl. "I’ll fight off every last one of them for you.”

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aqumiisz · 10 months

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How are the mystakes doing?

#☕ aqumiisz blurbs #luxiem #nijisanji #nijisanji en #vtuber graduation #mysta rias #ike eveland #vox akuma #luca kaneshiro #shu yamino

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avalikesf19 · 1 month

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A day at quadrant: LN4

Author note: I don’t even know how to post anything on this and never wrote a fic but I hope this is good but I think it’s pretty shit and I haven’t finished it yet and if any writers want to use this idea you can for sure just @ me please oh and if you have feedback please let me know thanks xx

Lando x quadrant fem reader

Blurb: reader is a member of quadrant, she games most of the time but also likes f1 along with her best friend Ria bish. She is friends with all members at quadrant and finds it a good laugh with all her mates, but maybe her view of someone in particular is more than a mate..

Warnings: sexualising, swearing, mention of a gun, leaked tape, sad distraught reader, friends to maybe lovers if I make it a series? Smut-ish? If I missed any let me know (I don’t know how to do warnings sorry x)

I woke up late again today. The mornings aren’t made for me. I just can’t do it. I love the feeling of sinking into my bed for 20 hours. But I can’t today, I have 4 people with cameras recording waiting for me to bloody get up and start filming a video for quadrant. But I’m not complaining because this is my job and something I like to do. I try to be in most videos and do my part, but it’s not like Lando gets that mad if I miss a few videos, but from my fucked sleep schedule, I don’t think he will like if I miss another one after I skipped the last 3.

I realise the time and see Lando, Ria, Ethan, and Max spamming my phone to get on. Fucking hell. I don’t even think to get changed, i just checked all my lash extensions were on, tied up my hair, and brushed my teeth. I probably look like shit but I did this to myself. “Better late than never I guess” max says rudely to take the piss out of me. Everyone knows my bad sleep schedule and how moody I am in the morning and after he’s done that, I’m not having it.

“Sorry guys my alarm didn’t go off but I’m here now ahaha” you say trying not to make an unhinged comment to clap back at max. “Y/n girl I missed you where have u fucking been!” Ria says. Ria is my bitch, we ride together, we die together, Ria is my best friend. “Me too Ria!” I say back politely.

“Alright enough mucking about we have to record this video mate” Ethan jokingly says and makes Ria and I laugh. “What r we even playing again” i question. “we are playing gartic phone you muppet” Lando tries to say but starts laughing at Y/n. “Why r u laughing mate” I say confused then realise wtf I’m doing. I’m wearing my pajamas, not my normal pajamas my fucking tiny, tight lace top that could pass for a bra if you squint your eyes. It hits me and I shit myself realising I have a camera filming me and recording everything.

“Omg I’m so sorry fuck I forgot let me change” I panicked in saying quickly. “Who said to change” Lando bluntly says. I was stopped in your tracks. Excuse me? Lando? As if he just said that. “Um my tits are almost exposed on camera and i look like a hoe” I say. My manager is definitely gonna get me in trouble for that. “Woah y/n you fucking hottie” Ria says when she looks at me from my camera. I get nervous in my stomach and naturally run to go grab a hoodie, luckily i live in a small apartment so it didn’t take me long. “Um sorry guys sorry let’s just move on I forgot sorry sorry” i say nervously.

“Yeah alright let’s go I’ll send you the link Y/n” Ethan kindly says which is unlike him being a dickhead most of the time as a joke to piss me off. I like Ethan though I think he’s funny and actually caring about us all and our business. “So do we write a prompt then get someone else’s to draw and keep going” max says like he didn’t ask to play it. “Yeah but make it funny about us and f1 the viewers will fucking love it” Lando says. I still can’t believe what Lando said. I join the game and wait for everyone else to join. I started to feel the panic caving in on my chest and texted Lando.

lando wtf was that?

I send quickly

what was what?

He replied back

The fucking comment like I know I’m sorry and shouldn’t have worn that before chucking something on top but why did you say that Lando

I started to let everything out on accident, but I had every right to, he was my friend and said that I should not have changed from my top that was basically lingerie.

fuck I was just joking

He replied back bluntly.

Why do I feel sad that he said that. Did he think I looked bad in it? Did he think I was looking like a hoe? Fuck why did I talk to him like that he’s my boss!

“Alright we’re starting now lock in don’t say any dumb shit” Max says right before filming the intro and starting the game. I don’t know what prompt to write. Then I get an idea to do Ethan and ginge in the sauna with Lando from a video they did a week ago. I submit it and then recieve a prompt. I bursted out laughing when reading it in my head and looking at my atrocious drawing. It’s a drawing following the prompt of Max’s bunda blocking Landos old fiat jolly, but I drew their hair orange on accident. I kept playing the game and do a few more rounds and have a laugh until we stopped recording.

The rest of the day was pretty chill as I was tired and it was a week day so i stayed at home until I feel asleep watching a movie. I wanted to get sleep like I always do but extra sleep tonight because tomorrow we were all hanging out for lunch and a chat to talk about future video ideas. Was it bad I wanted to look really good? Surely not right?

I woke up and this time remembered to change my top. I picked out a cute off the shoulder knit long sleeve top and some jeans. They made me look good with my tanned skin and made me feel just as good. I straightened my hair, brushed my teeth, and did my makeup ready to go to the cafe we were meeting up at. We always watch the video our editor puts together while we meet up at the cafe spot every week, it’s basically a routine.

Ria and I hugged each other then went to the table both fashionably late. I saw Lando, Steve, Aarav, Max, and Ethan sitting there on the big table with two spots saved. One next to Steve, and one next to Lando. After my short blunt convo with Lando I decided I wanted to sit next to Steve, but that was overruled when Ria already sat down. Well fuck isn’t this awkward. Can I order a gun?

“Hi Y/n” he says looking at me. Why is my stomach already curling into a ball. “Um hi Lando” I say quietly. I am a bit too close to home for my liking as the table was a bit small but it’s fine. We all ordered our food and I ordered some avocado toast trying to be healthy and aesthetic knowing well I end up eating some of everyone else’s food lol. Lando like the child he is ordered pancakes.

“Im sorry about what i said yesterday, I didn’t mean to make you feel uncomfortable or anything it just came out im sorry”. Lando says politely. Did I misinterpret his message? Why is he nice now? Why is my stomach tied up into knots? WHY AM I WEAK IN THE KNEES?

“Oh it’s all good I’m sorry idk why it didn’t click to change out of that fucking slutty top like a normal person” I blurt out. “Woah why are you so hard on yourself, calm down Y/n it’s completely fine and it was a nice top anyways, it looked good on you.” he said. EXCUSE ME? “Thanks?” I said confused. Thank fuck the food came otherwise I would have fainted at the awkwardness.

The food was good, Lando didn’t talk nor did I the rest of the lunch. Then we watched the video that came out. My heart sinks. The start of the video showing our cameras in the intro has me at the start or the whole morning, in that fucking top on YouTube. “Wait-fuck what why am I in there wearing that how did the editor get that clip it’s not even from the same time frame. I panicked. I was about to cry. All the comments were already flooding in hating on me saying I was attention seeking in that top. “Please get it down, please please ” I started crying already in Rias arms. Lando looked angry. “Who the fuck put that clip of her in it” he said angrily. He calls the editor who made the video on speaker. 0.00001 seconds after the editor answer Lando is already yelling.

“WHY THE FUCK DID YOU PUT THAT CLIP OF Y/N YOU DIDNT EVEN ASK HER OR CARE YOU PURPOSELY DID IT! DO YOU KNOW WHAT THE FUCK YOU JUST DID! GET IT DOWN NOW”. Lando yells before hanging up knowing the editor got the message. I’m are still shaking and trying to not bawl your eyes out with just a few tears. “Lando it’s my fault you didn’t have to yell at him like that sorry” i say weakly. “NO ITS NOT YOUR FAULT BECAUSE YOU DIDNT EVEN KNOW IT WAS FILMED AND CLIPPED YET AND HE PURPOSELY DID IT, ITS LIKE HE WANTED TO HURT YOU. FUCKING DICKHEAD”. Lando yells. Out of instinct i just run and give him a long hug. My head sinks to his chest. He holds me tightly as i hold onto him for a while.

I go back to your apartment that night. I’m just sad. Especially after reading all those comments about me. I try to ignore them all but they keep flooding in like rapid fire. I automatically give in and go on my phone. But to my confusion I’m getting tagged on twitter instead.

Fucking hell. When I thought this couldn’t get worse.

There is a video going around with hundreds of thousand of retweets already. It’s a sex tape of a girl which confuses me so I click onto it. Oh my god. It’s a deep fake of my face and that lacy bra thing on a random sex tape. I can’t do this anymore. I wish I didn’t exist. Naturally i call our quadrant group chat. Everyone answers immediately leaving me to realise they have seen it too. “Guys, I am fired” I say while bawling my eyes out. “Y/N I’m coming now with Lando” Ria says while in her car on her way to my apartment. I can’t even process what Ethan and Steve are saying cause my mind is just blurry and I’m a mess.

5 minutes later a knock is on my door and it’s Ria with Lando. I just cry in her arms and start rambling on about how my life is over. “Y/n that editor is going to jail, the YouTube vid is down and all of our socials are deactivated for now, talk to us if you need now” Lando says calmly to me. I just hug him tightly. “Can you tell everyone that’s obviously not me please” I say weakly. Ria is making me mac and cheese cause she knows it’s my favourite. “Of course I will and I will get this fixed Y/n for now just let us take care of you and get better.” Lando says. His touch is making me feel better if I’m being honest. “Thanks guys for coming over tonight, can you guys stay I’ll sleep on the couch and you guys take my bed” I say calmly as I’m starting to get her my bearings and feel a little better about everything.

“You’re not sleeping on the couch.” Lando and Ria both say straight away after my words. “Lando has a race next week so he should fuck his back up on the couch again like he did that one night he got drunk at the club last month” Ria says jokingly. “Is it okay if I’m in the bed with you?” Lando says maturely (shocking I know). “Yeah it’s fine if it is fine with you” I say back. “Yes it’s completely fine.” Lando replied quickly. I go to change into my pajamas. I see that bloody top. I don’t think twice after ripping it into pieces with my hands and teeth before chucking it out. “Fuck that ahahha” I said laughing as all the lace misses the bin but I ignore it. Ria Lando and I all start watching a movie together, Ria asks me which movie and I try to think of a normal movie I want to watch but I’m not sure why ratatouille is speaking out to me but I choose ratatouille like the wise mature person I am. Lando starts laughing obnoxiously which makes Ria and I start to as well. “It’s a good fucking movie shut up” I say defending myself laughing.

We are watching ratatoullie all together while I’m snuggled up in between Ria and Lando feelin comfortable and safe. My mind starts to forget a little bit about the stupid video situation. I don’t know why but my legs somehow ended up over landos. Whoopsies. I feel happy and safe with him, he had always been a good friend to me and always fun to be around. We all get tired after the movie ends and go to bed to sleep, well Ria goes to the couch to sleep.

Something inside of me wishes this isn’t the last time Lando is in my bed..

Should I finish this idk what I’m doing but I myself am going to bed too xx - author

thanks to these lovely authors who inspired me to write ahahahha:

@mariahcarreyyy @f1goat @uglyducklingofthe2000s @vivwritesfics

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lokislittlemidgardian · 1 year

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ria ria ria! could I maybe suggest a cg!dramione fic I just love them so much anything with them would be incredible, I luv u!💕

New home

Content - age regression, cg!draco, cg!hermione, new home, brief mention of the wizarding war, trouble sleeping, wands, soft toys, cuddles, cats, angst to fluff, not proofread, don’t like don’t read.

Summary - shortly after moving into your new manor you can’t fall asleep, luckily your caregivers help you.

Authors note - whoever submitted this you have my whole heart dramione is my favourite Harry Potter ship and you’ve truely blessed me with this!, reblogs are greatly appreciated, I hope you enjoy <3

You had been tossing and turning for hours.

Draco had put you to bed at 10:00 and looking at the clock it was now 1:35, your eyes where tired but you couldn’t keep them closed.

You had tried counting sheep, staring at the stars hermione had enchanted for you and you even skimmed over the blurb of the book she had left beside you, but nothing worked.

It was pointless.

Eventually you decided that you needed some help.

Sitting up you pulled back your duvet, picked up your soft bunny toy placing it under your arm and grasped your wand.

You weren’t to little that you couldn’t remember spells but it took you a few minutes to pronounce them properly.

“Lumos” you mumbled stepping up from your bed and making your way over to the door the light from the top of your wand lighting your path.

Gently hearing the hinges creek you crept down the oak steps of the recently purchased manor, that was also a contributing factor your new home.

Draco had purchased the manor shortly after he removed himself from Malloy manor and you and Hermione moved in shortly after.

It was an exquisite home but the size was intimidating to say the least, it’s not nice to feel like a stranger in the place you live.

Once you got downstairs you almost tripped over the white cat that skittered past you, that thing was gonna kill you one day but you loved him anyway.

Looking ahead of you you saw Draco and Hermione sat in front of the vintage piano the soft melodies hitting your eyes and making you smile.

“Mama, dada” you mumbled playing with the car of the grey rabbit.

“Hello darling, what are you doing up?” Hermione smiled reaching her arms out for you to come and sit in her lap. “Can’t sleep mommy” you whispered nestling into the crook of her perfumed neck.

“Oh baby” she whispered placing a kiss to your hairline. “Is anything in particular stooping you little one?” Draco asked moving closer towards you taking your hand in his.

“Brain won’t stop” you muttered looking down tiredly at the wood flooring. “Sweetheart” Draco sighed sympathetically gently taking you out of Hermiones arms and bouncing you on his hip.

“It’s okay darling take as long as you need too we don’t have anything to do tomorrow, even if you can’t sleep tonight we can spend the whole day sleeping tomorrow”

The three of you moved to the living room shortly after that hermione turning on the radio beside you the quick pace of changing channels making your mind focus on other things beside your own thoughts.

You sat there in silence for a long time listening to the two of them breathe, that was the most comforting thing you were able to hear after the war.

All of a sudden you felt a wave of tiredness come over you and you relaxed against the back of the sofa.

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When you opened your eyes you felt the warm Sunrise over your body as the curtains had been left open.

You were still sitting on the sofa next to your caregivers, Draco was asleep and practically falling off of the sofa making you giggle and hermione was reading a book beside you.

“Morning mommy” you whispered resting your head on her shoulder nuzzling it slightly “good morning my darling” she smiled looking up from her novel and placing her bookmark between the pages.

“Can I ask you a question love?” She asked you quietly resting her head on yours “mhmm” “is it because of the house?” She asked curiously.

“Maybe” you mumbled looking forward at the black coffee table in front of you “it’s just so different mommy” “I know baby, but remember our first year at hogwarts that’s how you felt about our dorm and you got used to that, it just going to take some time”

She was right, she was always right.

You were soon pulled out of your thoughts by a rather loud bang, Draco had rolled off of the sofa.

“Ey what happened” he muttered quickly looking up at the sofa the two of you cackling “daddy you fell off” you squealed throwing your head back.

“Oh well I’m glad you think it’s funny little one” he said slightly scandalised standing up and making his way over to you. Picking you up from Hermione’s side he started to tickle you underneath your arms making you shriek with laughter.

The manor felt significantly calmer in those few moments, maybe that was all it needed.

You just needed some new memories.

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lizard-on-a-window-pane · 1 year

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Hii Ria! Hope you’re doing well. I saw your requests were open and I saw Tangerine was on ur list so if you have the time I’d love a (possibly nsfw but all is fine) blurb with Tan. Thanks so much💗

hi, lovely! wow, i’m so glad you requested tangerine. i love him and had too much fun writing this. i hope you don't mind it's not set on a job. i know you said “blurb,” but i got carried away, yike sorry, hope you like it!! and hope some of my marauders readers give it a go!

pairing: Tangerine x reader

tags / warnings: NSFW (minors do not interact!), fingering, fem!reader

notes: the “blowing bubbles” song is West Ham’s theme song and it repeatedly plays in the movie in Tangerine and Lemon scenes 🍊🍋

word count: 2.2k

“I’m forever blowing bubbles!” you sing at the top of your lungs with the rest of the elated stadium even though you’d left your seat to go to the loo. “Pretty bubbles in the air! They fly so hii…HEY! What the fuck?!”

You quickly go to grab the wrist of the hand you felt trying to knick your wallet from your pocket. As you turn to curse out whoever thought they could just steal from you that easily, you’re met with the prettiest pair of blue eyes you’ve ever seen. It throws you off balance for a second — but only for a second — before you work to quickly recover you’re pissed off facade. You give the man a “what the fuck?” look, eyes wide, eyebrows expressive.

“So sorry, love,” he responds. “Just bumped into ya.”

“Oh? You’re fingers bumped into my pocket?” you shoot back, your look scathing.

He’s surprised you caught him; pretty much no one ever does. He’s even more surprised you’re calling him on it with as much feist as you are… and he fucking loves it.

“Alright, alright. ‘M sorry.” He lifts his hands up then puts one on his chest as he swears, “Truly.”

He has nice hands, you can’t help but think. You scold yourself for thinking that when this bloke is so clearly a prick, but you justify it to yourself by thinking it’s just that his many rings caught your attention… and damn do they make his hands look even better. You shake your head at yourself, but thankfully, he seems to think it’s your response to his apology.

“Let me make it up t’ya,” he offers, and you’re curious.

You cross your arms across your chest, and shoot him a harsh “how?”

“However ya like.” He smiles and takes a step closer to you. He’s charming as hell, and you hate it. “How bout… you let me buy ya a drink somewhere round here? This thing’s basically over anyway. No fuckin way they come back from three nil.”

You debate for a moment, biting your lip in consternation, and you notice his looking at your mouth when you do. You hope you’re not imagining it, and think “fuck it”; you had nothing better to do after the match anyway, your friends wouldn’t mind, and you could just ditch him if it’s not fun.

“Okay… fine.”

“Alright then,” he says with finality, his gorgeous smile sneaking back onto his face. “Let me just tell my brother I’m leavin, and I’ll be right back, alright?” He turns to go then turns back and adds, “Don’t disappear on me, love.”

You shrug but then lean against the wall. He smirks a bit as he walks away.

The walk to the nearby pub is mostly quiet, but strangely not awkward... except for the moment you have to ask if you heard him correctly when he said his name was Tangerine. “It's a kind of nickname that's just sort of stuck,” he explained, shrugging. “Besides, tangerines are very sophisticated, right?” You weren’t sure if he was joking.

The pub’s emptier now the match is still going on than it will be soon, and you manage to sneak up to the bar on the end furthest from the telly everyone’s eyes are still glued to.

“What’d ya like?” he asks from beside you, and your heart rate increases a bit — okay, a lot — at the proximity. You both order, and you take a nervous sip of your pint when you can’t think of much to say.

“So you a big West Ham fan then?” he asks.

“Yeah. Don’t miss a match. Since I was a kid really.” “Oh yeah? Same here. My brother and me, we watch ‘em all together unless we’re in the middle of a job.” “Sounds nice,” you smile. “What do you do?”

He hesitates, taking his own nervous sip of his drink this time.

“Odd jobs, you know? Freelance stuff.” You can tell he’s being vague but don’t want to push it so soon.

“And you work with your brother?”

“Mmhhmm, best part ‘a the gig sometimes. He’s a riot.”

You find this affection extremely endearing and hope in the back of your mind that you get to meet his brother next time, that this will lead to a next time… So, you take a chance.

“Sounds like he’s the fun one, and you… you’re the handsome one then? Or is he as handsome as you?” You make an effort to stop yourself before you start ranting and ruin it.

“No. He’s not,” he chuckles seriously. “But I don’t appreciate ya insinuating I’m not fun, love. What? You’re not having a good time?” he challenges.

“Early stages,” you reply mock-serious. “We’ll see.” “Oh, alright,” he nods. “You should know now though, darlin…” He leans in. “I’m a man who loves a challenge.” He winks at you, his face closer to yours than it has been thus far. You’re sure you’re not imagining it this time when his gaze lowers to your lips and lingers there.

You don’t know how to respond and clear your throat lamely, turning back to your drink, clearly flustered. You hear his amused chuckle beside you, and you roll your eyes at him teasingly.

Your chat continues, the two of you quickly falling into a rhythm, and before you know it you’ve finished your first drink. Seeing he’s doing the same, taking a long last swig, you hope this isn’t the end of it. Relief and excitement wash over you when, as he puts his glass down, he looks over at you, a mischievous twinkle in his eye you’re starting to love, and asks, “The same?” pointing at your empty glass. You nod gladly.

As he leans into the bar to hail the bartender, your heart feels like it somehow both stops and races in the span of one second when you feel his hand on the small of your back. He asks for your drinks, but when he leans back, he leaves his hand there. You love the contact and lean closer to him to let him know. He smiles down at you, and you feel his hand caress your back.

You keep chatting and drinking; he’s brilliant at making you laugh, and you have him cracking up not infrequently as well.

The pub starts filling up now with the post-match celebratory crowd, and though you’re glad for the excuse to be even closer to him, tingles shooting down your spine every time he leans in to speak into your ear, you also lament the loss of the somewhat intimate bubble you’d created with him. You’re mid-sip when a seemingly drunken man pushes against you aggressively in his attempt to get to the bar, making you spill your drink on yourself and lose your balance. Tangerine’s arms come around you immediately, catching and stabilizing you. You love the warm, firm feeling of them, but it’s gone as quickly as it came as he shifts next to you, turning toward the man and squaring up with him. “Oi! Better fuckin watch it, mate!”

The drunken guy doesn’t even fully turn to him, responding, “Fuck off, pretty boy,” slurring his too-loud words.

You see something slightly terrifying shift in Tangerine’s expression, a kind of craze come into his eyes, and you can tell already that he’s not someone you want to mess with. You see his fists tighten and his lips snarl, but before he can make a move, you stand in front of him and put your arms on his broad shoulders.

“Hey, hey, it’s fine. It’s not worth it, really. Please, I’m fine, and you getting in trouble for beating his arse would really ruin what we’ve got going, don’t you think?” You try to sound playful and comfortingly rub his shoulders.

He exhales slowly, puts his hands on your hips, and leans in. “He’s lucky you’re here, love. Woulda ended up crying for his mum otherwise.” You laugh but feel the stickiness of the the spilled drink on your shirt as you do. You look down at it and tell Tangerine you’ve got to go clean up then make your way to the toilets.

You’re glad of your luck that they’re individuals since it lets you take your shirt off to rinse it at the sink. You’re wiping yourself down when you hear a knock at the door. “Occupied!”

“’S me, love. Sorry to rush you, but I gotta go.” “What?” Your heart sinks.

“‘M so sorry, really, but I just got a call about a job I was waitin on, and it can’t really wait.”

You come up against the door he’s just on the other side of, a knot in your throat. You crack it the tiniest bit to be able to look at him, to say goodbye you suppose. When you do his eyes, full of emotion that makes it clear he’s sad to be going, immediately go from your eyes to your shirtless torso, landing on your bra-clad tits. He takes a beat, looks around, whispers what you think is “fuck it” under his breath, and pushes into the bathroom with you, locking it behind him.

You’re shocked, standing completely still in front of him.

“You’re fucking gorgeous,” he says, looking you up and down before grabbing your face, the cold of his rings on your cheeks, and kissing you.

You kiss him back immediately, wrapping your arms around him, entangling your hand in his thick brown hair. He groans at this, and you feel the vibrations in his chest that’s flush with yours. You moan in response, sucking on his tongue in your mouth, and pulling him impossibly closer. He pushes you back against the sink counter; it’s too small to sit on, but it helps give you some leverage.

He kisses along your jaw, sucking on your neck, moving his hands down to squeeze your tits. He kneads them, pinching your nipples through your thin bra. One hand caresses down your stomach to the waistband of your trousers. He unbuttons them adeptly and sticks his hand in your knickers. “I thought you had to go,” you laugh into his ear, lifting your hips to give him better access, already reveling in the feeling of his hands on you.

He groans into your neck and takes a teasing bite then responds, his voice much lower than before.

“I do,” he grumbles. “But they can fucking wait.” He kisses you again then adds, “And I can be quick when I need ta.” His smirk is devilish as he runs his fingers across your already wet slit. “Feels like you are having a good time after all, love,” he jokes.

You moan and lean your head back at the feeling. He returns to kissing, sucking, licking on your mouth, your neck, your chest, as he massages your folds, rubbing your clit before slipping a long, thick finger inside you. You whimper at the delicious sensation and rut into his hand. He chuckles appreciatively and expertly tilts his wrist on every thrust, hitting your spot over and over. He adds another digit inside and adjusts his thumb on your clit to rub as he strokes. It feels incredible.

You’re holding on to the sink behind you for balance but bring one hand to his neck, gripping his shoulder and caressing his cheek, bringing him closer as you kiss him. He kisses back passionately, not missing a beat in his other actions, holding your face with surprising tenderness with his other hand.

He reads your body, your sounds perfectly, speeding up and slowing down, adding and removing pressure, better than if you’d tried to explain to him out loud. You know you only met him today, but he doesn’t even feel like a stranger to you anymore. The connection excites and scares you at the same time, and you moan his name into his ear as you cum.

He kisses and touches you through it, and when you’re finished he leans his forehead on yours then kisses it as he steps away.

“I do really have ta go now,” he bemoans. You nod wordlessly, your lips parted, your legs jelly. You spot the giant bulge in his trousers and another wave of pleasure washes over you at the sight. You wish you could do something about it, but he’s washing his hands and straightening his clothes before you can gather yourself.

He’s adjusting his rings on his hands as he comes back in front of you. There’s conflict in his baby blues as you stare back up at him.

“I’m not exactly relationship material,” he says softly. “But I really would love to see you again.”

You kiss him gently and slip your hand in his pocket, taking his phone without his noticing. You lift it up in front of his face, and his surprise quickly melts to adoration as you whisper, “That’s how you do it.”

He laughs and answers, “Not really fair, love. I didn’t have the benefit of a brilliant kiss as a distraction.”

You shrug and smirk; he unlocks his phone, and you put your number in it. He gives the phone a little shake, slips it back in his pocket, and kisses you quickly but roughly before turning and leaving without another word.

#tangerine #tangerine imagine #tangerine one shot #tangerine fanfic #tangerine smut #tangerine fluff #tangerine x reader #tangerine x you #bullet train #tangerine and lemon #tangerine bullet train #aaron taylor johnson #james potter #reader insert #x reader #x you

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sad-ghost-of-garbage · 9 months

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Worthy

David x G/N reader blurb

Warnings: reader has self doubt and self worth issues, hurt/comfort.

This is a little blurb that I randomly had in my drafts so enjoy!

(Context: reader didnt tell david that they felt like they were being watched which led to them getting hurt and they tried to hide it from the boys)

“You aren’t a burden -“

“Stay out of my head David. You promised.”

“That only applies when you follow the rules. Like not keeping things from me, or by lying. I can’t help you if you don’t tell me what’s wrong, and if you refuse to tell me, then I’ll be forced to do what’s necessary to take care of you.”

“But -“

“No buts. Now, I need you to understand that your safety is my top priority. And when anything makes you feel off, you need to tell me. If you can’t get to me immediately, tell one of the boys. Understood?”

“But what if it’s nothing, you already do so much for me, I don’t want to waste your time and-“

“Enough.” You open your mouth to speak but are cut off by David’s sharp tone, “beloved, you are my mate, my other half. What would I do if something happened to you? How do you think the boys would take it, if we lost you?” You stayed silent and moved your gaze to the floor as you took in what David was saying. “Beloved, we just want you safe… I need you safe.” Cold hands cup your chin and bring your gaze to his own, “I love you, you are not a burden, and you are worth protecting.” Tears well in your eyes as David slowly starts the process of mending your neglected heart. “Look at me baby, You are worthy and deserving of love.”

Taglist: @britany1997 @henhouse-horrors @ria-coolgirl

I did try and make this into a drabble but didn’t like it so tiny little blurb it stays lol

#the lost boys #sgog writes #the lost boys 1987 #david tlb #david tlb x reader #the lost boys david #the lost boys david x reader

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shuyamino · 2 years

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LUXIEM IN COLLEGE

pairing(s) : ✒ ،، mysta rias x reader | ike eveland x reader | vox akuma x reader | luca kaneshiro x reader | shu yamino x reader

summary : ✒ ،، You're attending Nijisanji University and meet a couple of interesting characters ...

note : ✒ ،، my 100th post, ayoooo!! some of the details here are from my own experience in uni, which hopefully adds more realism to it :3 i'm currently working on 3 longer wips, so ive been a bit slow with writing. i hope this makes up for it <3!!!

SHU YAMINO AS THE TECH SUPPORT ʿ ⟢

SHU is works at your campus' Genius Center — which is just a fancy way of saying the college IT workers. From what you remembered, they help out with various of tech-related services. Which is perfect for you, after your laptop suddenly died one night.

You basically ran into the campus support center the following morning and thrusted your laptop into the nearest Tech Support you can spot — this essay was due that evening! You knew you shouldn't have procrastinated, but you did anyways.

Shu wasn't too shocked about your actions — by now, it was fairly normal to have various college students panicking in the lobby. He holds your laptop, voice calm as he asks you what the problem is.

You're rambling a bit too much. Jumping around topics and making a flurry of hand movements. But he's nodding along, lips still curved to a comforting smile as he leads you towards one of the desks in the small building.

Once you finish your explanation, he has your laptop open and clicking away at the keyboard.

"Um — s-so, can you fix it?" You ask quietly, peeking over his shoulder to look at your laptop screen.

"Well, it looks like you have a... couple of viruses." He answers, craning his neck just to look at you from over his shoulder. "You said you had an essay due soon?" You nod, lips pursed.

"Well… I can help fix up your laptop but if you had your essay saved in a Drive, you can borrow a laptop here and finish it up." You thank him as he heads to the back to get you a campus-issued laptop.

For a good chunk of that day, the two of you sat in this corner — him, trying to fix your laptop and you, trying to finish the rest of your essay.

SHU abruptly stops to stretch his arms up above his head, groaning slightly as he fixed his posture. You'd gotten more than half of your essay finished — thankfully you had the foresight to save all of your online references in a separate outlined document. Since you ran to the tech support building the moment you woke up, you didn't have time to eat breakfast. It wasn't long until your stomach began to protest that mistake. Your cheeks burn red as your stomach groaned — just loud enough to catch Shu's attention. His eyes glance over yours, lips slowly curving to a warm smile. "I...was thinking of taking a coffee break, do you want to come grab something with me?"

It isn't until much later after he helped fix your laptop that you find out that the campus tech support doesn't help students with their personal laptops.

Nor do they take them out for coffee.

MYSTA RIAS AS THE CLASS CRYPTID ʿ ⟢

MYSTA is a student that you thought was failing your shared course — he was fairly late the first day and looked like he rolled out of bed before running to the lecture hall.

He sat beside you at the back corner of the lecture hall after being sternly reprimanded by your professor. He didn't seem to be bothered by it, if anything, it looked like the scolding went in one ear and out the other.

The rest of the semester continues like this. Since it's a general edu class, you're not quite sure what his major is. There were some days when it looked like he was doing comp sci work. Another day when he was reading an online textbook about primates (Anthropology, maybe?). And there were even some slower days when he would just sit and watch anime with a pair of discrete Airpods.

There were some days when he'd notice you staring and he'd turn on subtitles and tilt his laptop towards your direction. Other than this, the two of you rarely spoke to each other. Just small talk at most — it was easy to joke with him, at least, but other than that, you didn't really see him outside of this lecture hall.

Least to say, you've grown morbidly curious about him as the semester progressed. There were a few things that you knew about him — he seemed to like the color orange, if his clothes were anything to go by, and he liked anime. In addition to these facts, you were fairly certain that he was failing this class.

So, imagine your shock after receiving the results of your first exam and you spot a clear 100% on Mysta's paper compared to your 69%.

MYSTA must have noticed you staring because his head snapped up from his exam paper directly to you. You jump slightly, startled at getting caught staring. His eyes trail down to your paper, lips curving slightly at the red mark on your paper. Just as you're about to accusatorially ask him what he was grinning at, he points at the number with a laugh. "You got a 69!" Your jaw slacks because it wasn't exactly what you'd expected to come from his mouth, all the while he keeps laughing about the funny number. You're sat there with an absolute deadpan expression all the while the oh-so mysterious classmate laughs at your score. Not because of how badly you'd done — no, he's laughing because it's a sixty-nine. "Aw, don't pout." Mysta says, wiping the tears from the corner of his eyes. His voice lowered, edging slightly towards a mockingly condescending tone. "I can help you study for the next test, if you want~"

The "study session" actually just consisted of watching more anime and eating.

IKE EVELAND AS THE CAMPUS LIBRARIAN ʿ ⟢

IKE works in the campus library!

He's known for being very friendly and approachable. Any and all anxiety disappears the moment you see him. He just has a really comforting vibe! Students that tour first years around campus make sure to tell them about Ike Eveland. ("If you ever need help around the library, find Ike!")

Ike often works behind the counter on the first floor, but there are moments in which he's putting books back where they belong in the other floors of the library.

You frequented the library — mostly taking advantage of the air conditioning, the tables and comfy chairs, and the quiet floor to take naps in during your free time.

When you weren't studying or finishing up course work, you were usually just sitting around the quiet room to take a nap or just have some downtime from your hectic classes and loud campus.

Despite this, you haven't really spoken to Ike. You never had to, anyway. But you have heard of him — more often than not, you hear people around the other floors whispering and giggling about the cute librarian on the first floor. It doesn't take a genius to know who they were talking about.

The first time you meet him was by pure coincidence.

"Stupid book…" You muttered, already standing on your toes as you stretch your arm up above your head. It wasn't even placed on the highest shelf — just a shelf above your reach. None of the step stools were around either, leaving you to fight this alone. Just as your fingertips managed to reach the book's spine, another hand came into view and easily pulled the book out from the shelf. Your head turns, ready to thank your savior, before you realize you're basically face-to-face with the one and only — "Y-You...!" You stammer before you can help it. IKE tilts is head slightly, seemingly unaffected by the distance between the two of you, or the lack there of. His torso is brushing against your back and you're basically caged between his body and the bookshelf. Your heart thrums against your chest — the loud drumming filling your ears as your cheeks fill with heat. "Sorry, it looked like you needed help." He explains, as he holds the book out for you. You close your mouth, hoping that he didn't notice the way your jaw slackened at the sight of him as you wordlessly take the book from his hand. You're fixing your hair before you can help it — a nervous habit at most. The others weren't exaggerating at all, you think, as you sneak another glance at Ike. He is just as pretty as most people say — kind eyes with long, pretty lashes and a kind smile. Is it a little weird to note that he smells like vanilla too? "I'm still around here for a bit, if you need any more help you can come ask me, okay?"

VOX AKUMA AS THE NEW PROFESSOR ʿ ⟢

VOX recently graduated from grad school and is starting his first year as a professor in Nijisanji University! You're lucky enough to be able to attend his first ever class in your last year as an undergrad.

He's teaching English Literature and even while most students are taking this class to fill in for their general education, he expected the lot of you to still take his class seriously.

It's an hour and thirty minute long class and he spends the first few minutes just talking to the class and reading a short poem every Friday.

Even though it's his first time teaching, he's really good at explaining concepts and various analysis. In addition to this, he's very attentive to what the class (and individual) needs.

It's hard to think that it was his first time teaching, not gonna lie.

On top of his attentiveness, Professor Vox was both pleasing to the eyes and ears. It wouldn't be an over-exaggeration to say that he became a fairly popular professor to the entire student body.

As easy as this class was for the most part, you were still struggling with being able to analyze and connect some literary devices.

So, seeing the bright red C- and a 'Please see me after class', in your latest exam wasn't much of a shock

Professor VOX didn't seem disappointed when you approached him at the end of class — if anything, he seemed concerned. You tried to ignore the wary looks your classmates gave you when you approached him though. It was already embarrassing to get such an awful grade, even weirder knowing that your classmates are imagining some weird porn scenario in their head right about now. He greets you kindly despite your grade and is already packing his things up for the next class. You're nervously fidgeting with your thumbs — you've always hated having to talk to professors about your grade. No matter how kind they were. "I'm really sorry," You start, before he can start his 'I'm-not-disappointed' speech. Vox's eyebrows quirk, before his lips curl to a comforting smile. "I just…I kind of understand everything — " "There's nothing to apologize for," He cuts you off with a small wave of his hand. "If anything, I want to be the one to apologize. I should have noticed one of my students struggling." Your heart skips a beat. It's unfair for him to be handsome, attentive, and kind. Your cheeks flush before you can help it — a deep flush that makes you sweat a little under his gaze. "I-I think it's just hard to connect these kinds of things for me." You explain, hoping that your voice doesn't come out too high pitched. "It really isn't your fault." Vox seems to mull it over. "Well, I won't force your hand on the matter, but if you'd prefer, I am open for one-on-one tutoring sessions."

LUCA KANESHIRO AS THE DORM CUTIE ʿ ⟢

The dorms were co-ed, though the male and female rooms were separated in different wings. When you first started college, you were required to live in the dorms.

Bumping into the opposite gender wasn't anything odd, though you'd be a liar to say that you didn't have moments of confusion upon seeing some rando standing about by your dorm room.

You meet LUCA on your way to one evening class — an unavoidable class, unfortunately, if you want to stay on track for your 4-year graduation. You bump into him past the common room, where he's making a sandwich.

You don't recognize him right away, but he does you.

"Oh hey!" He calls out, holding a sandwich in his hand. "I remember you from orientation. Where are you going?"

He seemed friendly enough, so you explain to him where you were heading. It wasn't until a few seconds into the conversation that you realize that he was in your orientation group. His name was at the tip of your tongue — Leo? Luke? — Oh, right! Luca.

LUCA blinks, looking confused when you explained to him where you were heading — almost like it didn't even cross his mind that people would take classes this late in the evening. You stare back, more or less confused about his reaction than anything else. He reminds you of the typical frat boy — wouldn't be too surprised if he did end up joining a fraternity after living in the dorms. Broad shoulders and a big build. And his thin white shirt isn't doing much to hide the dark tattoos on his chest. His medium length blonde hair is messily tied up too, like he'd done it in a hurry to make his sandwich. He is cute though. "Well, I should go." You say, pointing towards the elevator. It was the first day — or, evening, you guess — and you really didn't want to be late, even if it meant being able to talk to someone like Luca. "Oh, wait! I actually have somewhere to go right now. Is it cool if I walk with you?" Luca asks, still smiling brightly with his sandwich. You can't help but squint at him. It was clear that he wasn't planning on going out anywhere. He must have noticed your suspicion because he quickly adds, "It's late, you know. We can keep each other safe!" You realize then what he was hoping to do. You couldn't help but beam at him; your lips curling to a wide smile. You agree to his offer, deciding to play along with his excuse. Just this once. His own face lights up at your response. His response reminds you of a giant giant golden retriever. "Pog! Lemme jus' grab my jacket."

#shu yamino x reader #mysta rias x reader #ike eveland x reader #vox akuma x reader #luca kaneshiro x reader #luxiem x reader #nijisanji en x reader #luxiem imagines #luxiem imagine #college au #im so sorry if its obvious i have so much feels for shu while i was writing this jifwuehfuiwe #★﹚mysta #★﹚shu #★﹚vox #★﹚luca #★﹚ike #casper★writes

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shellshooked · 9 months

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currently brainrotting a lotr x zelda au...hear me out.

link would be a mirkwood elf (lives deep in a mysterious, almost unreachable forest) while zelda is lady of gondor (possibly little sister to faramir and boromir bc the dynamic would be insane)

UPDATE: I HAVE IT. I HAVE THE AU DOWN. THE ENTIRE THING I FIGURED IT OUT. thank you everyone in the tags for helping me!! here are the character descriptions followed by my artwork you can find here

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rew0nder · 2 years

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↺ 💌 ࣪ ˖ ∿ niji masterlist ♡ ఎ

note: i write fics that are for mature audiences, please proceed and read with your own risk. most fics are gn! reader unless stated or if i forgot to tag as afab!reader, if so please send me a msg in my inbox and link the work so that i can fix it! thank you for visiting.

↺ nijisanji en ♡ ఎ ♡ luxiem ♡ 1 shu yamino - kiss the cook - mild nsfw, making out, cooking. - miss you - afab! reader, nsfw, fluff and smut. - sit on my face - afab! reader, oral. - lewd thoughts - nsfw, random blurbs. 2 ike eveland - eyeliner ike - sfw, brainrot. - suck you off - nsfw, brainrot. - lap dance - nsfw, smut part on vox's, penetration. - lingering looks at lingerie - mild nsfw, suggestive. - i'm sorry - nsfw, fingering. - sit on my face - afab! reader, oral. 3 vox akuma - lap dance - nsfw, smut part on vox's, penetration. - sit on my face - afab! reader, oral. - first time - afab! reader, nsfw, smut, penetration. 4 luca kaneshiro - sit on my face - afab! reader, oral. - please - nsfw, master, vape/cigs mentioned. - lewd thoughts - nsfw, random blurbs. 5 mysta rias - sit on my face - afab! reader, oral. - lewd thoughts - nsfw, random blurbs.

♡ ethyria ♡

1 nina kosaka - sick medicine - sfw, mentions of medicine and sick reader.

#niji masterlist #ea : masterlist #masterlist #nijisanji x reader #nijisanji fluff #nijisanji en #nijisanji smut #nijisanji en fluff #nijisanji en x reader #ea.m : nijisanjien

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riahollywood · 1 year

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hi! 🙋🏻‍♀️ been sent over from the world of wattpad. looking forward to exploring more…

i’m ria, an unfortunate man united fan with a crush on far too many men way out of my league

big fan of the faces of:

erling haaland

jack grealish

marcus rashford

christian pulisic

kylian mbappe

jude bellingham

martin odegaard

john stones

blurbs/requests coming soon… in the meantime for any of my Erling girlies, check out my ongoing fic {warning, smut involved 👀}

flatline - an Erling Haaland fic

https://www.wattpad.com/story/335891901-flatline-•-erling-haaland

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aqumiisz · 10 months

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💪🦊💪 We coping hahahahaWHAAAAAAAAAAA

Don't know if you crying or laughing 😓😓

but damn stay strong 🦊🧡

#☕ aqumiisz blurbs #luxiem #mysta rias #luca kaneshiro #shu yamino #vox akuma #ike eveland #mystakes #vtuber graduation

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avalikesf19 · 21 days

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A Day at quadrant: LN4 (Part 2)

Also i tried to change my like writing style thing cause i feel like it was shit last time but yeah idk

Lando x quadrant fem reader

Well wasn't last week a fucking eventful week. You still cant stop thinking about Lando right next to you comforting you about what happened. You're starting to feel better about the whole issue and get some support from people online and all the other members of quadrant, but fuck that was just shit. You haven't been in any quadrant videos since, but you're in a better place now and probably need to start participating in them more.

Lando and ethan make the idea of quadrant meeting up at landos apartment and trying to train like him for a day. You aren't exactly looking foward to it but oh well, at least Ria is going. You text your gc back and tell them that you will do it too. Then, you get a message.

Lando: are you 100% sure ur okay to come back and film already? you dont have to if you dont want to.

Y/n: yep. I need to get in more videos and im feeling better anyways, thanks for asking.

Lando: all good

Well that was polite and unexpected of Lando to reach out, but whats more unexpected is for your panties to be soaked right now over 2 text messages. well fuck, oopsies.

That night all you can think of is Lando, it's a bit embarrassing to admit, but he was circling around your head like it was an f1 race. You decide to get your head out of it and call Ria to come over and have a chat, since she is your best friend after all. Shortly she pulls up to your apartment in Monaco, funning in bursting of excitement to see you.

"RIAAAAAAA!" you shout when you open the door for her. "Y/NNNN" she replied back. You give her a hug and make her a cup of coffee just how she likes it. You guys sit and chat about the f1 grand prix in Bahrain coming up, and how you hope Lando continues to have a good season with Oscar this year. "Did you see the chat about the new yt vid we doing" You ask Ria. "omg yes and they are bringing angry ginge in I heard" Ria replies back.

"STOP IT" you yell back laughing. You love ginge and his videos, who wouldn't? he's a very very funny bloke. "OMG i''m definitely coming tomorrow then to the recording are you kidding?".

Unfortunately time goes by when you're having fun, and Ria was the most fun, so she had to go a few hours later which felt like minutes. Besides you both need sleep for the youtube vid you're filming tmr at Lando's. You go to bed and try to sleep as much as you can, which didnt happen lol.

rise and shine love. It's already 6am and time to go to Lando's place to film. Normally you don't have to wakeup early as fuck but for the purpose of the video and "being Lando Norris" you had no choice. You get to his apartment after parking at the front and knock on the door, to which he opens. "hi y/n" he says nicely and gives you a hug. "So good to see you Lando, where is everyone?".

"first here mate" he says almost excitedly. "so what are we actually doing today like playing video games or some shit" you say. "haha your funny mate, we are lifting weights, eating what i eat, using the sim, and neck strengthening" he says laughing at you. "fuck r u taking the piss" you say laughing. "oh my days Landoooo do I look like an f1 driver" you also reply with. "well yeah thats the whole point of the video ya dumb fuck" he replied jokingly.

"hahaha get fucked lando nowins" you snap back. he laughs as you proceed to miss the chair you went to lean on making you flinch and stumble looking like an idiot. he is still laughing which makes you laugh too. "Lando norizz" u reply. "haha you think I have no rizz, funny" he replies egotistically. "yeah i do actually" you don't at all, in fact he hasn't even tried yet he has rizzed you up. "wanna bet?" he snaps out.

you don't have time to think before he pins you against the wall and just looks at you with those hot eyes of his. you can already feel your cheeks burning and your thong getting wet. "you say I have no rizz yet your cheeks are burning, and I bet those panties are more soaked than that porridge you tipped over the counter when you stumbled at my gaze, huh?" he grunts out.

what the fuck just happened, first how did he know and secondly did he just pin you against the wall. not the first time you want that to happen. you know what fuck it if we wants to be like that then he may as well be uncomfortable the whole video.

"how did you know about my tight, black lacy thong i'm wearing over my tight pussy hey? not your first time thinking about it aye?" you tease him, but while walking over to him you see him looking uneasy.

why? because ginge was at the fucking door and heard that, and can see Lando's boner from a mile away. "well bonjour" ginge says laughing. "bonjour mate" lando says as he daps up ginge covering his boner and trying to ignore what just happened.

You already know this video is gonna be the longest set of your life..

sorry its a short one x

#lando norris #formula 1 #quadrant #ln4 #f1 fanfic #ln4 x reader #lando fic

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jolyneswife-anime-reviews · 2 years

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Genre: (pretty straightforward, the genre of the anime in the way I interpret it, which could differ from the official one)

Where I watched the anime

A ranking out of 10 on characterization, originality, comfort, addictiveness, art style, setting, plot/storytelling, philosophy (if it made me think/learn something) and consistency (if the quality decreases as the show goes on, with lower ratings meaning it does)

A brief summary of the plot and mentions of the main characters, followed by a discussion on the strong/weak points of the anime

Any extras I think might be useful/interesting.

Current posts

💚 = my personal favourites

💙= PG/family friendly

💜= most popular

Romance

Toradora anime review💙💚

Peach girl anime review💚💜

Citrus anime review

Romance/tragedies

Your lie in April anime review💜💚

Candy candy anime review💚💙

Action/adventure

Attack on Titan anime review💚

My hero academia anime review

Fanservice/Harem

High school dxd anime review

The quintessential quintuplets anime review

Video games

No game no life anime review

Magical girl

Puella magi madoka magica anime review💚

Magia record anime review💜💙

Sailor moon manga review💜

Slice of life/high school/comedy

Lucky star anime review💜💙

Competitions/sports

Food wars anime review💚

Thrillers

Danganronpa anime review💜

Non review content

Why I love and respect Rias Gremory despite the oversex*alised framing of high school dxd 💚

Why Candy is an icon 💙💜💚

My favourite anime women 💚

My favourite anime women pt 2 💚

My love for Sayaka and Kirari 💜💙💚

Sayaka and Kyoko- relationship analysis (pmmm)

Coming soon

My thoughts on obey me (WIP)

Seven deadly sins anime review (WIP)

Jolyne Cujoh and my love for her

Yu gi oh anime review

Anime outfits appreciation

Celebrating found families in anime

Fruits basket anime review

Anohana anime review

Violet Evergarden - its important and timeless message

Kakeguri anime review

Kakeguri twin anime review

Mary Saotome- A lesson in character development

Thank you and I look forward to posting !! 💙💚💜

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