#FINALLY FREAKING DONE 🥳
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Be My Baby
Prequel to Repeat That
From this, this, this, this, and this request!💖
Word Count: ~11k words w/ smau
Pairing: Max Verstappen x Black Content Creator!Reader ( Halle Bailey face claim)
Warning: Smut (p in v, masturbation (?),), Soft!Dom and protective Max, reader going into a subspace for the first time and Max handling it like a champ, Twitter Environment, mention of food, mention of alcohol, Max yearning literally the entire way through 😘 Minors DNI!!! 18+
A/N: Round of applause everyone! It's here! It's done! You all need to pat yourselves on the back for getting me through this. It was literally the most stressful yet enjoyable thing to write, because, fun fact I am a perfectionist when I am doing this for other people and I just wanted this to be all you ever hoped for. Hope you all popped your popcorn, got out a blanket, and have the lights down low. LOVE YOU ALL SO FREAKING GOSH DARN MUCH!!!💖💛💖💛💖 (Also I didn't write the fic from the song but it came on while on my way to work and I was like "wow, this is perfect")
A/N 2: All of the pictures used for the smau portions are all from pinterest and are not my own product.
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user1 She goin on side quests now??
user2 Finna stunt on that entire paddock in that outfit 💖😫
f1 👀👀
>babygurlyn Excited for my first race!🤩
>f1 Excited to have you 😁
user3 Okay but imagine one of the drivers falling in love with her so she can drop her punk ass dude 🫥
>user4 My money is on Lando 🧍🏼♀️
"You guys, I don't know how, I definitely don't know why, but we are here. Where is here you ask? Well if you didn't pay attention to the title of the video, I am in Miami for the inaugural Formula 1…hold on there's and entire name. Give me a second." You hold up a finger to your camera and reach into your fanny pack that you had strapped across your body for your phone, opening up your browser. "Formula 1 Crypto.com Miami Grand Prix." You smile back at the camera as you clumsily replace your phone back in the pack. "Like I said before, I'm not completely sure why I was chosen to attend because I have NEVER watched Formula 1, but you guys have heard me yell at my boyfriend for having it on too loud while I'm recording, so maybe that has something to do with it. Either way, thank you to Formula 1 for the invite, can't wait to learn about the sport in person" After one last bright smile to the camera, you stop the camera and drop your arm, a chipper smile still on your face as you practically bounce to the turnstiles to enter the paddock, in awe of the number of people, large buildings, and TV cameras through the area. You look for the group you were with, various other famous content creators invited to the Grand Prix, but have no luck as the crowd of people thickened, which seemed surprising to you. "Shouldn't some of these kids be at school? It's Friday!" You mildly whisper to yourself as you look for any sign of familiarity. You walk further into the area, starting to pass by the previously mentioned buildings, politely smiling at people but neglecting to ask for assistance. You initially were actively looking for the group you were with, but after a long stint of time with no familiar face, you just counted your losses and began to explore the area on your own.
Now, while you were unsure as to why you were chosen to attend the grand prix, and had absolutely no idea how Formula 1 works, you’ve always been fascinated. You would watch races in passing, as your boyfriend would have the TV hemmed up every race weekend, and have watched him play the video game a couple times, but you’ve been too afraid to ask how everything worked, not wanting to be called stupid or anything else for inquiring about something that you genuinely wanted to know more about. So being here, seeing a race weekend in person, alone, was honestly exactly what you needed, as long as you keep your ringer off so as to not have your text tone be a constant nuisance.
You decided that if you were going to explore everything yourself, it might as well be on camera, so lift up your vlogging camera which was strapped to your wrist and hit record. “Okay so…I lost everyone. I was vlogging and didn’t realize the group left and so technically I am lost. BUT I should be able to find where I need to go and you guys are going to come with me." You continue to walk further into the paddock, looking around for anything that may be able to point you in the correct direction. Somewhere along your journey, you found yourself venturing between buildings passing boxes and stacks of tires. "Okay, I'm starting to think that I'm not supposed to be here. It feels very top secret." You take another look at the cases, paying attention to the logo. "Red Bull? Like the drink?" You keep walking, camera facing you, and you looking everywhere but forward, fascinated by the behind the scenes glimpse that you were getting. Unfortunately, this meant you were blindly walking forward, unaware of the person walking the opposite direction who tried to stop for you, but you still crashed into them, bouncing back and beginning to fall backwards due to the force you walked into them with. Luckily, the unknown person was able to quickly reach around you to keep you upright, loosening their grip once they're sure you're steady on your feet, but still keeping their hands on your waist.
You look up into blue eyes, widened from the shock of the sudden interaction, messy blond hair and slightly parted pink lips that confirms the look of concern. "Sorry."
"That's okay." You were an angel to Max. It was the look of your wide brown eyes, the depth and darkness of your irises enhancing their bright innocent look, and adding to the bubbly aura you exuded. He felt the need to grin or smile at you because you were looking up at him like a scared puppy, waiting for punishment.
"I should've been watching where I was going. I really am sorry. Geez, I always do that, get too wrapped up in everything else and I don't pay attention to what's around me." You continue to grumble to yourself as you lift up your camera to stop your vlog recording.
"Hey, really, it's okay. I'm fine, still intact." Max finally lifted his hands from your waist to motion up and down his body, a gesture that makes you chuckle, lifting the mood slightly, before you continue to look around, trying to figure out where you came from. "Uh, quick question," Max's voice reminds you of his presence, his looming height still watching you curiously. You nod, allowing him to continue with his question. "Do you know who I am?" You tilt your head to the question that was posed with genuine wonder. You seemed so unphased by his presence, and he would think that even a person who disliked him would have reacted, negatively or otherwise.
"Oh, no I- are you security!? Because I really just got lost, I'm not trying to steal secrets or anything. This is my first race, I wouldn't know what secrets to steal-"
"Hey, it's fine. It was a stupid question. Uh, so, this is your first race? Have you watched Formula 1 before?" Max's arm props up the other as he reflexively scratches at his neck with a singular finger.
"Yeah, but I've never watched Formula 1 before. My boyfriend does though, I just…I don't know. I feel like he would make fun of me if I asked him about it so I've refrained." Your eyes venture down from his face for the first time, giving you a glimpse of the race suit he had on, like the ones in the couple of driver photos you noticed on the way in. "I like your costume. You must be, like, a Formula 1 super fan."
"Yeah, you can say that." The throaty chuckle that came from Max made you feel warm, a sentiment building for the stranger.
"I do have a question." It was your turn now, and the rise of Max's eyebrows in intrigue made your heart skip a beat. "Red Bull? Is there really a team for the energy drink?"
"Haha, yes. Yes, there is. I think they're pretty alright." You loved the bright laughing smile that grew on his face, it was contagious and caused you to reciprocate a short giggle.
"I can see that." You take a moment to recall what you saw while walking down the paddock earlier. "I think I saw that there was a pink team. I'll probably support them until I learn the sport and all the teams." Max chuckles lightly at your statement and briefly checks his watch for the time, something that alerts you to do the same. "Oh, I think something is supposed to start soon."
"Yeah, I definitely should get going. Oh, but let me help you first." Max starts looking up from your face and begins mentally mapping out where he needed to go.
"Oh! Uh, do you want to be in my vlog? Completely forgot about this thing." You lift up the hand that was looped through the strap of your vlog camera.
"Ah, sure. I would love to." There was that smile again, one that took up his entire face and that you had to tear your eyes from to start recording.
"Okay, guys. So, I found a sign of life." You maneuvered yourself so you were standing next to him and could see in the flipped up viewfinder that he was in the shot as well. "Everyone, this is- oh! I didn't get your name!"
"Max." After your realization, you had turned your head to look at Max so when he answers he turns his head to look into your eyes, camera be damned.
"Max…" You stop for a moment, the thinking face you make while still looking at Max was five steps past adorable. "Can I call you Maxie? I think it fits you."
"Yes, you can." Max chuckles at the refreshing innocence and oblivion that you approached him with. It was nice to be "Maxie" for a moment and not Max Verstappen.
"Everyone, this is Maxie, apparently a Red Bull super fan with this racing costume that I love," You look towards him again and wave your hand in his general vicinity after making sure the camera could see the rest of his body.
"Thank you." Max actively stops the laugh that is trying to come out, opting for a wide, flattered grin.
"You're welcome!" It was your turn now to flash a bright smile up Max that made him melt. You turn back to the camera. "Maxie here is going to help me find my way out of the, what I am assuming is, restricted area that I found my way into, so let's all say thank you to Maxie." You stop the recording and fully turn your body to Max, flipping down the viewfinder and ensuring that your camera was off. "Thank you, again. Really. This has all been pretty stressful, so it's nice to have gotten a bit of kindness today. Anyhoo, lead the way Maxie!" Max chuckles and motions in the direction you two would be going, but instead of walking in front of you he walked beside you, taking a mental snapshot of how it felt to have you beside him.
"Why has this been stressful, if you don't mind me asking?" You guys continue behind the buildings, heading what felt like further down the paddock.
"Oh, not at all. Um, well, I've had to turn the ringer on my phone down because my boyfriend has been blowing me up complaining and questioning why I came here when I know nothing about Formula 1 and that I should've asked for another ticket for him or let him go instead…The past week has been a mess in that department. And now embarrassingly getting lost and having to have a random helpful stranger, with a very comforting smile and aura by the way, assist me in finding my way. At least vlogging it lightens the blow a bit." You swing your arms a bit, looking at the buildings you're passing by.
"Thank you for the compliment. And I'm glad I am able to help, even if it is just a little bit." He purposefully does not mention your boyfriend, you've only mentioned him twice and both times gave Max chest pains. You both walk a few more steps then stop nearly in sync at the opening of another alley with a view of the paddock. "Okay, so, I believe if you walk through there and turn left there should be signs leading you to the grandstands. Hopefully there will be someone there that can lead you to where you need to go." You turn to face Max again and a gentle grin plants itself on his face, wishing he could just stay with you all day.
"Thank you again for being so kind. I hope you have a good time at the race." You smile politely and then start making your way down the alleyway between paddock buildings.
"Wait! I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name?" Max closed the gap a bit between you two with a couple of steps.
"Oh, it's Yn." That adorable smile was plastered on your face when you turned back to Max.
"Well, Yn, I hope we can see each other again. At this race or another." He grinned again. Truthfully he hated seeing you leave. He hated that he actually had no time for what he was doing right now, but he could care less about that. What he loved though, was finally knowing your name and hearing it come from his mouth for the first time. It felt as natural as breathing. What he loved even more was hearing his newly minted nickname in your beautiful voice as you responded.
"Me too, Maxie! See ya!" And then, to Max's despair, you were off toward the grandstands and he had to turn back to get ready for FP1.
You stalk up to the Red Bull motorhome, showing security the necessary pass before walking into the building, grinning politely at people in passing until a woman approaches you smiling and holding another pass.
"Yn! Hi, I'm Carrie, I'm the head of hospitality for Red Bull Racing." She holds out her empty hand that you meet with a handshake. "Welcome to Monaco. I'm glad to see that you made it here in one piece." She waves for you to follow her and hands you the pass as you two begin to walk out of the building and across the paddock.
"I'm glad too, the Miami, uh," You took a moment to remember the Formula 1 lingo you’ve learned since Miami. "Paddock. The Miami paddock was a walk in the park compared to this one." You giggle and follow Carrie into what you assume is the garage.
"Yeah, Monaco is a very complicated place on many different levels." She continues to lead you through the barriers of the garage.
"Can I ask a quick question?" You both stop and move to the side . "Is it Red Bull that invited me here or, you know…Max?" You weren't sure why, but you were desperate to know this information.
"Both. But I will say that was Max's idea." She points to the pass she gave you and you guys continue to walk further into the garage. "Well, it was more of a demand. But either way, he wants you in that garage with him." Those were some of the last words exchanged between you and Carrie sans you thanking her and her telling you to have a good time before a familiar face turns towards you, the bored stone face he had quickly morphing to his contagious smile that you can't help but return.
"Hey!" He approaches you with his arms out and hesitantly pulls you into a side hug, only truly doing so once you approach him with both arms out, wrapping them around his torso.
"Hi, Max." You try hard to make your voice sound chipper, trying to camouflage the pain and stress from the past week.
"Wait a minute, what happened to Maxie?" You hadn't let go of him yet, and he was completely fine with it. You were too busy finding comfort in the scent of his cologne in his polo, and he was too busy reveling in the feel of your body in his arm.
"Sorry, Maxie. These past few weeks have been a doozy." You abruptly let go of him, to which he reacts quickly and does the same, allowing you to straighten out his shirt and ensure that none of your makeup had transferred.
"Well, do you want to go talk about it?" Max had quickly missed your touch once you were done fixing him up, so, upon his proposition, he reached out to touch your elbow, dipping his head a little to look into your eyes.
"No, no. I'll be fine. You're probably busy, anyway." You look towards the people Max was talking to the moment before you entered, their eyes urging Max back over.
"They can wait. It's Thursday, we have all day." Max looks over to the people now, his face not visible from the angle you looked at him but you were able to see annoyance and slight fright in their eyes before they turn and go on to do some other pre-race weekend task.
"Oh, okay." You don't know when Max got a grasp on your hand, but as quick as you answered you were being guided in the direction opposite of the open Red Bull garage leading to the pitlane. The short walk was wordless, but you could feel that Max's aura was…unwelcoming as you two walked by people that would have stopped him if they didn't feel like he would have bitten their head off. Max reaches a door that he quickly opens and shuts and then, almost as if he were two different people, his demeanor softens as he nervously grabs two chairs so you two could sit facing each other.
"Sorry about that. People tend to bother me unless I look like I'm headed somewhere pissed off." He chuckles and waits for you to sit before sitting himself.
"I see. That's okay. Trust me, I know that sometimes you just don't want to be bothered." After your affirming statement, you two sit quietly in Max's driver room, silently studying each other.
"So, how have you been?" You speak up first, postponing explaining how the past couple of weeks have gone for you.
"Fine. Been pretty happy with how the team has been performing and…what?" Max stops in the middle of his spiel when he sees a small twist in your facial expression, a slight crinkle producing between your eyebrows.
"Oh, nothing. Sorry. Continue, please." You immediately brighten your face attempting to get Max to continue talking, but it doesn't work. Instead, a tired neutral expression settles on his face.
"No, what's wrong?" You seem to instinctively cower under his intense gaze, having no choice but to answer.
"Nothing, I just…no, nevermind. It's not important. Keep going." You force a smile onto your face, or at least a mild grin with widened eyes, anything to signal that you were ready to listen to whatever he had to say.
"No, Yn. Don't do that. What's wrong?" Max leans forward from his previously reclined position, his complete focus on you. It was interesting seeing his face in that moment, eyes noticeably more wide open but still holding a soft, attentive gaze and his mouth clamped shut producing a straight line with his lips, adding the tone of seriousness to his expression.
"It's just that, I want to hear how you've been doing. Not how driving is or how the team is doing, even though I know that's part of how you're doing. I just don't understand that stuff, yet." At this point you've looked away from Max, placing all of your visual attention on you nails, running your thumb along the white gel polish on your fingers. "I want to know how you have been doing. How have you slept? Have you done anything fun recently? Spent time with friends or family or something…"
"Ah, that's fair. Um, well…" He looks away for a moment to gather his thoughts, recounting the previous 2 weeks that were honestly full of race preparation. He then looks back up at you, your head tilted, ponytail falling to the side, your complete attention on him as indicated by large, unblinking eyes. "Truthfully, I've just been preparing for races these past couple of weeks. After Miami we had a week off, but that week was spent getting ready for back to back races with Spain last week and Monaco this week." Your eyebrows scrunch together again, but this time Max knew exactly why. "But I think I got enough sleep and slept well enough. Just didn't have enough time for leisure."
"Okay…" Your face didn't change much, except a slightly more exaggerated pout as you accepted his answer.
"Now, your turn." Max laughs at how quick your face turns to shock when you realized your stalling time had run out.
"Oh, well you know, it's sad and kinda infuriating to talk about…" You weren't looking at Max's face as you spoke but you did once you paused and it was back to the wide eyed, neutral face expression that got you talking moments before, and it worked its magic again. "Okay, well, I guess I really haven't talked about it to anyone and I really need to because this has really been ruining my mood and I don't like being sad…long story short, me and my boyfriend broke up."
If you could see into Max's chest, his heart would have been doing flips. He hated to see you sad but, boy, did he like hearing that you were single. "Oh." Max knew it was best for him to say as few words as possible, because if given the chance, he would've said everything that he wanted to when he first met you.
"Yeah. It was time, honestly. I finally realized that I deserved to be treated so much better." Your words made Max's ears perk.
"Wait, so did you break up with him, or…" his question trailed off since you nodded before he could finish.
"Yeah." You shrugged and gave him a sad grin. "He was just so mean to me. All the time. He would treat me like a child." You laugh hollowly. "After my Miami Grand Prix vlog blew up, sorry for that, by the way. Not knowing who you are and the whole 'Maxie' thing-"
"Hold on." Max's stern words startled you to silence. "You don't need to apologize for either of those things. First of all, I didn't care about whether or not you knew who I was. I actually liked the fact you didn't know who I was. Second of all, I like 'Maxie', especially, well, really only when you call me 'Maxie', but we can't have everything." You finally crack a grin, which was greater than any race win or championship he has ever received. He really just needed you to smile, even though his true goal was to get feel the bright, playful aura that you exuded when you two first met, but he knew that would require time for you to heal from your breakup and time for you to become comfortable with him, and he had nothing but time.
"Well, good. But even still, I was a bit embarrassed once the video went out and I found out who you were, but nothing too bad. It took me maybe a day and a half to get over the embarrassment and laugh with everyone. But, for some reason, my boyfriend wouldn't let it go. He was like 'How could you be so fucking stupid to not know that was Max Verstappen' and 'With how much I watch formula 1, you should have known who he was.'" You mock your ex's words, not seeing the grin that grows on Max's face, that is quickly replaced with shock when you abruptly continue talking. "How could I have known if he never gave me the time of day to teach me!! He would always just brush me off and say that I 'wouldn't understand'..." Your fiery-ness dulled. "This was the last straw for me though. Who calls someone a dumb bitch because they didn't know who someone was."
Max has never wanted to punch someone as bad as he did in that moment. He just couldn't understand how someone could be so mean to you. So degrading. You didn't deserve that. "He sounds like a cunt."
"Woah, Maxie!" A laugh. Max finally got a laugh out of you after your downward spiral. "That's… a word."
"Am I wrong? From the little bit you have told me about him, he sounds like a cunt." He shrugs and you grin, mildly, but amused.
"He was an asshole.” Nothing could have contained the smile that Max had after a split second of shock from your claim.
“Woah, there. Language.” The laughter that fills the driver’s room lifts the gloom that previously surrounded you two.
“I know. I think I need to wash my mouth out with soap now." As the laughter dies down that sad grin that Max wanted to kiss away takes root on your face once more. "It kinda sucks though, cause a small piece of me still misses him. But I think it's more because he was there for a lot of big things that happened in my life, especially with my channel and everything. So that'll take some time to get over, but I will."
"Makes sense." And truly it did make sense to Max to miss someone you've been through a lot with. Besides, Max was selfishly glad that you had such a positive outlook on the situation because it only took him a split second to answer the question he had the moment you said you broke up with your boyfriend:
Was he really going to pursue you a week after your break up?
Abso-fucking-lutely.
He then had to fill the silence that had fallen over you two, quickly realizing he was going through a similar situation, one that he only just thought to mention. "Actually, me and my girlfriend broke up…just over a month ago?" Max had to think. The event was so unemotional and uneventful that it slipped his mind.
"Oh, I'm sorry. What happened?" Max saw the pity in your eyes and tried to remedy it with a gentle smile and a shrug.
"Somewhere along the way our lives and plans didn't align anymore. It was the best for both of us." He added to a mental list another face of yours that he adored. It was contemplative, showing that you were really analyzing his situation.
"Hmm, that's pretty cool. That you both were able to come to that decision, and able to do it without anyone getting hurt." You felt your phone vibrate and went to check the importance of the notification, along with the time. "Oh! I've held you up for half an hour!"
Max slowly stands with you when you pop out of your seat at the realization. "That's fine, trust me. I'm not the biggest fan of Thursdays and all of the media stuff."
"That's fine for you, but this is my first race as a guest of Red Bull. I do not want to be known as 'the distraction'." You make sure you have everything before heading towards the door.
"You'd be the best distraction Red Bull has ever had. They'd be lucky." Max uses the advantage of his longer legs to beat you to the door, opening it for you.
"Well, let's not wait and find out." You both exit the driver room and make your way to the motorhome, finding Carrie sitting at a table doing some work on her phone.
You had already gone off toward the counter saying something about getting coffee leaving Max to talk to Carrie. "Hey, could you just make sure she's comfortable until I'm done?" Carrie looks up at Max through her eyelashes, eyebrows raised. "What?" The smile Max had was mischievous as he knew that Carrie could see through the motive of his award winning hospitality.
"Yeah, I'll make sure she's comfortable. That's my job isn't it?" She chuckles softly and looks back down at what she was doing on her phone, unable to contain a grin of amusement from watching the driver fall head over heel for the oblivious content creator.
"This is good coffee." You take a sip from the cup in your hand, smiling and greeting the woman you met earlier in the day. "Hey, wait. You're supposed to be off doing things."
"I know I just had to talk to Carrie about something." Max's eyes scan down your face, starting at your bright brown eyes traveling down your nose to your lips, which he now noticed were glossed and shiny, but as they reached your cup he could see that some of the gloss has transferred.
"Well looks like you’re done, so go.” You attempt to shoo him away but he doesn’t move, just grins at you for a moment before reaching his hand out.
“Let me see your phone.” You squint suspiciously and pout at him but still follow directions, reaching into your bag, grabbing your phone, unlocking it and handing it to him. He taps some things into the phone then hands it back to you.
“I’ll text you when I’m done. Please don’t leave before that, okay?” His face quickly turned neutral, eyes widening in request for an answer.
“Okay, I’ll try.” You crumble under his intense gaze, but still stand firm to flick your head toward the door, to which he finally leaves through after one last amused grin. You plop down in the chair on the opposite side of the table and set your coffee down on the table, all while looking at your phone. It was nothing special, just a text to his own phone that said “Yn’s number”, but it was the fact that he made his own contact name “Maxie”, the look he gave you before leaving, the fact that he urged you to stay and wait for him, it caused a flutter in your chest.
“We’ve been calling him Maxie around here for the past week. He pretends he doesn’t like it, but we all know he does.” Carrie’s voice breaks through your thoughts and you look up at her, processing the words she just said before grinning shyly, shrugging then looking back down at your phone.
"He's definitely more of a Maxie." You stare at his contact for one more moment before starting something else on your phone.
Unfortunately, meetings for Max ran late, made worse due to postponement from his tardiness, so you had to head back to your hotel without seeing him for the rest of Thursday. Friday through Sunday, on the other hand, he did as much as he could to have his eye on you, much to your oblivion. He was not going to go another moment without you in his life.
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redbullracing A new friend came to hang out with us 😍
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user5 HOW IS SHE SO PRETTY!?!?!
>redbullracing She said it was a secret 🤫
maxverstappen1 Was so glad to see you again, Yn!
>babygurlyn Was happy to see you again to Maxie! Glad we got to talk 😚
>user7 Talk about what? TALK ABOUT WHAT?
>landonorris Glad I got to meet the woman, the myth, the legend as well 😉
>babygurlyn It was lovely meeting you as well 💖
user6 Max you better come get your admin
>maxverstappen1 I'll keep an eye on them 😐
>redbullracing Hey, Max, hey 👋
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realdbullracing Watch out for a video with these two besties #AustrianGP
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user8 I wish my job was trying to set me up with the love of my life 😕
danielricciardo I had the pleasure of watching them film this video, you guys are in for a treat 😁
>maxverstappen1 When were you ever there?
>danielricciardo Exactly 🥷🏼
user9 That's was literally my fav fit from her clothing haul. Absolutely stunning 🥰
babygurlyn I had a great time, but I'll say this right now, you don't want Max Verstappen to teach you how to drive
>maxverstappen1 I was nice
>babygurlyn 🫥
“Say ‘Hi.’ to the camera, Maxie.” You practically bounce into the studio where Red Bull was filming the Youtube video prior to the Austrian Grand Prix. You couldn't tell that the brightness of Max's face increased ten-fold because you were used to his smile and enthusiasm, but the crew setting up, and surely your viewers once you post this video, can see it, hiding their amusement behind the work they were doing.
"Oh, hello." He waves to the camera and then smiles his "Hello" to you, one that you respond to with a bright, exaggerated, playful smile.
"Alright, you guys. I'll talk to you later 'cause this is hush hush. Okay? Byeeee!" You cover the lens and stop the recording, then reach your arm out to give him a side hug. The hug lingers a bit, allowing Max to truly become intoxicated by the vanilla hint in your perfume. "Hi! So, who do I thank for this invitation?"
"Red Bull. And EA Sports, I guess. This video was a bit of a surprise to me too. I didn’t know they would bring you in, I think they like our dynamic.” Max has to take a step back from you once the hug breaks as precaution, he knew if he stayed too close he would reach out to touch you again. Instead he crosses his arms.
“Good. I like hanging out with you.” You tilt your head and flash that innocent smile at Max.
“I-uh-like your outfit. It’s from your new video, isn’t it?” Max pulled that information from the back of his mind, remembering how much he loved you in each outfit tried on in your latest haul, which was the last video he watched after binge watching multiple videos on your channel.
“You’ve been watching my videos!?” If Max knew this was the face he would’ve gotten after mentioning your content, widened eyes and a smile so wide that your dimples are accentuated due to the rise in your cheekbones, it would’ve been the first thing he said the moment you walked through that door. Heck, he would’ve facetimed you the moment he clicked on the first video.
“Of course. You come to my races, I watch your videos.” Max had to play it cool. He shrugs out his words, trying to make it seem as much of a normal common courtesy as possible.
“Well now I gotta make sure I come to all of your races.” You poke Max’s chest, still grinning up at him.
“I’ll make sure, trust me.” You can feel a shift in the air, the tone of Max’s words playful yet serious, his eyes and the neutral set of his face accentuating the seriousness.
“You better.” You dramatically flip your ponytail then look at the driving rig set up at the other side of the room. "So, we're using that today?"
"You're using that today. I'm just instructing." Max smiles at the concern and confusion that morphs onto your face. "Didn't they tell you what they video was?"
"No. I didn't ask. They told me I was going to be doing a video with you and I just agreed." There goes that, borderline clinically concerning, squeezing of his chest at the mere knowledge that you trusted him enough to just agree to do something with him, no questions asked. Still, he had to use this as a lesson for you.
"I'm flattered, but from now on, don't agree to anything without asking questions, please?" He gives you that stern raised eyebrow look that threateningly persuades you into answering.
"Okay, sorry." You try to maintain eye contact but your instincts get the better of you, making you look hesitantly down and away from Max.
"That's okay, no need for sorry." His smile was back on his face, trying to fix the mood in the air that he could feel changed much more than intended. He was instantly relieved when he saw the reciprocated smile you gave back. "Uh, the video. You will be driving two laps around the Austria track on the game while I direct you on how to do it."
"Oh, joy." You weren't looking at Max when you answered, instead you were nervous smiling at the set up.
"What? it won't be that bad. I'm a great teacher." Max crosses his arms and watches skepticism flash across your face.
"You probably are, but you also seem kinda stern, so that scares me. I also don't know how to drive, so…" You shrug and grin pitifully up at Max.
"Wait, you don't have your license or anything?" You couldn't help but laugh at the concerned face Max gave you after your admittance, shaking your head to wordlessly answer the question. "Why? How do you get around?" Max was truly concerned. He didn't like the idea of you taking Ubers or anything else with a virtual stranger. If it was up to him, as long as you didn't have a license he would be driving you everywhere. But it's not up to him.
"Uber, friends, things like that. I literally created a "Ride Money" account instead of just learning how to drive." Max's face doesn't change. "Driving is scary."
"No, it's not." You scrunch your eyebrows and pout at his quick matter-of-fact answer.
"Easy for you to say." You grumble, perking up a bit when a person who seemed to move around like they were in charge of this whole ordeal enters the room.
"You know what? If all goes well here I think I should teach you how to drive." Max doesn't care about who enters the room, he keeps his eyes on you, watching as your face gives away how much you are trying to listen to the conversation across the room.
"At your own risk. I'm telling you, the moment I get behind that wheel, my head gets all full and I can't think straight. It's terrible." Your focus was still on the people behind the camera, their attention now on you and Max.
"I'm sure you'll do fine here and behind the wheel of an actual car. You seem like you pick things up quickly." This compliment tears your attention away from the people and finally brings it back to him.
"Oh. Well thank you, Maxie." You pause for a beat. " I guess we'll see." Right after you spoke, almost as if it was planned, the person who seemed to be some sort of director for the video approached you two to explain how the video will work. You were listening diligently, nodding intermittently at the words being spoken, but Max, on the other hand, could only focus on you, and while a million things were moving through his head, one problem seemed to stand out: you and your lack of a license. He didn't want you to have to rely on Uber or other people. He wanted to be the one you relied on.
He wanted to make sure you were getting places safely, even if it was just a short stint of knowing.
Maybe you could come stay with him over the summer break.
The bass of the dance music blasting through the speaker of the Ibiza club had you moving and jumping in time with it. That and the 2 vodka cranberries and a Screwdriver that you've had so far. You were on stage in a VIP section behind the DJ, Martin Garrix, a name you know you've heard before who apparently are basically best friends with Max and Lando. Max watched you from the couch, nursing a single beer and keeping an eye on you. He had made a silent rule, known to others in VIP by a simple stern look whenever someone got too close to you, that no one was allowed to dance with you except for Lando, since he had a clear idea of how much Max was intrigued and infatuated by you. When a transition between songs began Max could see you trying to say something to Lando while pointing over at him before jogging, your feet moving in a shuffling manner, toward him.
"Maxie, come dance!" You grabbed his hands and tried to use all of your own strength to pull him up, almost falling backwards, but Max uses the grip he already has on your hands to pull you back to him, falling into his chest and him basically clamping you there.
"Maybe flat sandals next time will keep that from happening." You were listening, but your body told you to keep dancing to the music. As the beat crescendoed, preliminary to a bass drop, you twisted with Max, dancing like you're at a middle school dance, still hand in hand.
"It's not the shoes, I wear these all the time! And the heel is only, like, 3 inches. That was because of the vodka!" You burst out laughing and begin jumping when the beat drops in the song currently playing.
"Fine. Just be careful." He gave you a concerned smile, and in response you reached up and briefly squeezed his cheeks.
"Okaayy! Stop worrying!" You get very touchy feely when you're drunk, you knew it, so while it was a surprise to Max, it was no surprise to you that you started to mess with Max's hair, combing your fingers through the blonde strands. You guys continue dancing, but rather than it being playful like before, there was a lustful longing that moved between you two. It started with the eye contact, the natural squint in his eyes and your eyelids drooping due to you intoxication. Then it was hand placement. Max had rested his hands on your hips and you had wrapped your arms around his neck, bodies pressed against each other. You two were moving to the music, somewhat slowly, but still on beat. This lasted for nearly and entire song but there was a brief moment where you looked away to check the drinks in the table, noticing that 2 of the juice mixers were gone. You break away and head over, Max following behind immediately. Lando was sitting on the couch, one leg resting on the other, that was until you made it over and picked up the 2 empty bottles, preparing to have to go over to the bar to get more. "They're empty." You pout looking back and forth between the two bottles in your hand.
"That's what happens when you just drink the juice. We can just ask someone to get some more." Just as Max was lifting his hand to call someone over, you rebuttal.
"No, I'll go get some. The bar is right over there." You weren't wrong. The bar was just approximately 20 feet off the stage, up against the side wall of the club.
"I'll come with you." Max offers but you wave him off, grinning widely at him.
"I got this. I'm a big girl." And without giving him time to protest, you were practically bouncing away and down the stage steps, security posted there blocking the people on the dance floor from you. Max just heads back to the couch, plopping down and keeping an eye on you as you smile and say something to the bartender before handing them the bottles.
"You're right. She is very oblivious to what you're doing." Lando tells his friend, shouting over the music.
"So I am obvious?" He turns abruptly, desperate to know how someone outside of you and him saw your interaction.
"Very." Lando takes a sip of the brown liquid he had in his glass.
"So why does it seem like she doesn't know?" Max sets his beer down and runs his hands through his hair, which only annoys him more because he now knows what it feels like to have your hands in his hair. A feeling that will forever linger in his mind like everything else you do.
"Because she probably doesn't. It's Yn we're talking about. You're gonna have to be blunt." Lando downs the rest of what was in his glass and sets it down. Max was going to respond but instinctively his gaze moved over to where you stood by the bar, now accompanied by a man who was very obviously making you uncomfortable.
"What the fuck?" Was the last thing muttered by Max before he got up and bee lined to the bar.
Over at the bar a completely different, and unwanted, conversation was going on. This guy, accent indiscernible but still there, partially undone white button down, messed up dark hair and somewhat grown out 5 o'clock shadow, has made himself at home leaning against the bar right next to you.
"Now what is a pretty girl like you doing here all alone?" He keeps his hands to himself for the time being, one keeping him upright on the bar and the other perched on his hip.
"Well, I'm not alone i-" You were starting to answer, but the man began interrupting the moment the first word fell from your mouth.
"I wouldn't let you out of my sight looking like that if you were mine." He began to reach out to pull you closer by your hip, but you smacked his hand away.
"Well, I'm not yours and I never said-" You were interrupted again.
"Come on baby. I'll make tonight something you won't forget." Again, that clammy hand reached out for you and you smacked it away again, taking a step backwards and stumbling a bit into a person behind you.
"Sorry." You say to the person, who seemed to be looking at something in the direction of the perv in front of you that you couldn't quite see so just ignore it. "Listen. Ion want you to touch me, Ion want to go anywhere with you an' 'm not here alone."
"So who are you here with, 'cause I don't see him around." The guy exaggeratedly looks around the vicinity like he's looking out at sea then turns back to you mockingly.
"She's with me, asshole." You don't know when Max showed up, standing extremely close to your side, but it soon clicked that the person you bumped into was watching Max storm over your way.
"Dude, you're Max Verstappen." The guy has his mouth wide open in shock, eyes full of pure joy from seeing the driver, as if he wasn't harassing you just moments before.
"And you were fucking with my girlfriend." The words just slipped out before he could stop them, but in the meantime that was second in his mind to the situation at hand.
"Hey, if I knew she was your girl, I would've-" The guy started to take a few steps back but was yanked closer again by Max grabbing his shirt.
"You shouldn't be doing this shit to any woman." Max's hand started twitching, he wanted to punch the asshole so bad, but a small nudge with your elbow parted those dark clouds for him and made him look at you, hand still holding the guy by his shirt. You lift up the glass bottles of orange juice and cranberry juice.
"I have the juices. Let's head back. He's not worth it, anyway." You were holding eye contact with Max, but a quick flash of your eyes to his hand clued him into the fact that his hand was in a fist that he quickly releases along with the guy. He then turns to take the bottles from you, occupying his hands.
"Let's go." He lets you walk ahead of him, watching you walk past before following you, scowling at the guy as he passes. "Stop being a dick." We the last words he muttered to him before fully following you to the on-stage VIP section.
"Are you okay?" Max finally asks after setting down the bottles and placing his hands on your shoulders.
"Maxie, I'm fine." You play with the bottom hem of his shirt grinning innocently up at him.
"Okay, okay." Neither of you move for a moment, just looking into each other's eyes before your brain bounces back to the previous encounter.
"I held my own down there, didn't I?" Your smile brightens as you talk about how proud you were of yourself, and Max gave you an almost equal smile in return.
"Yes, you did. I'm proud." Max's tone was playful to match yours, but he truly was surprised at how you had handled yourself, not letting the man persuade you.
"Yay! Now, let's finish out this night with a bang!" You let go of Max's shirt and skip over to the table and take one of the stacked small plastic cups and pour a small shot of straight Belvedere vodka, smiling mischievously at Max after you do. You were going to drive him crazy.
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"Noooo. Don't go. Help me get ready for bed." You hold on to Max's hand trying to pull him into your hotel room after finally getting back from the club. Max had unlocked it, since he kept your key for you, and was just holding the door open waiting for you to walk in.
"You don't need me to help. You'll be fine. Remember, you're a big girl." He reiterated your claim from earlier in the night, removing his hand from the door and replacing it with his back so he could push back your locs that were all askew from your bouncy movements.
"I lied. I'm a baby that needs help getting in her pajamas." You were pouting now, swinging Max's arm back and forth. He had to take a moment to admire your face, soft, innocent. You were the definition of loveliness.
"Fine. In." You cheer and skip inside. "But I am not going to help you into your pajamas."
After entering your room he helped you with the basics of getting ready to go to bed, like helping you out of your shoes, finding a makeup wipe to at least get some of what you were wearing off and getting out an oversized T-shirt and what seemed like pajama shorts while you brushed your teeth, which was after he spent 3 minutes coaxing you to do so.
"Don't you want the shorts?" Max held them out to you while you climbed into bed with only the oversized shirt over your undergarments.
"No, it's too hot for that." You cuddle under the heavy hotel bed blanket then flutter your eyelashes at Max. "You gotta kiss me goodnight, boyfriend." You waggle your eyebrows after making Max for his words from earlier. The words he hoped and prayed you didn't pay attention to.
"I thought you didn't hear that." He walks over slowly to the head of your bed, smiling nervously.
"Oh I did. I thought it was funny that was what you went with, but it did the trick." You giggle and poke his side, the physical representation of you metaphorically bursting his balloon. You thought what he said was just an act. Of course.
"Yeah, well…" He shrugged and stood there, contemplating whether or not he was going to tell you. Right now didn't feel like the right time, and his hesitation made it worse. No, not now, but soon.
"Come on, sir. Still waiting for my kiss." You were pointing toward your forehead, right in between your eyebrows, to which Max sighs but obliges to, giving you a short peck in the forehead. You don't let him go though. Next you point to your nose and again you receive a short peck. Then you finally point to your now exaggeratedly puckered lips.
"I'm not kissing your lips." This can't be the moment he first kissed you. It was supposed to be much more grand than this. That's what you deserved, but you insisted.
“Come on, I’m not asking you to make out with me. Just a small peck.” You pucker your lips again and after a small moment of hesitation, Max bends down to kiss you, gently placing his lips on yours. It happened in slow motion and felt like it lasted eternity, or at least you both wish it lasted eternity. The small kiss made both of your heads swirl, but unfortunately for Max, you just blamed it on your intoxication. When he pulled back you were looking at him with a soft, sweet look, an equally sweet grin on your lips, enticing him for more, but instead he straightened up, still keeping his gaze down on you. “Goodnight, Maxie.”
“Goodnight, Yn.” Max smiles at you one last time then heads toward the door of your room, turning off the light and then finally exiting. He was going to tell you. He had to tell you. Soon.
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babygurlyn Summer Summer Summer Time,☀️
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user10 So glad I'm part of this multiverse timeline 🥲
user11 I'm gonna need to know who took the first pic. It's for research.
>maxverstappen1 🖐🏻
>user11 THE ANSWER THE WORLD WANTED
maxverstappen1 Glad you were able to come along on the summer break
>babygurlyn Glad I was invited 🥰 (not glad you took a Zoom meeting in the middle of our boat day🥺)
>user13 Say sorry, Max 🫵🏽
>maxverstappen1 Sorry 😔
landonorris I call doing Yn's make-up the next video, I know I can do better
>maxverstappen1 not if your life depended on it
>user14 Coming next summer: Who can be a better mua for Yn
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You strain to reach a large bowl on a high shelf in a cabinet of Max’s kitchen, the last piece needed for everything to be ready for making the chocolate chip cookies you convinced Max were necessary for you to have the best Christmas visit. As you reach, a fingertip away, you hear Max clear his throat, startling you. “Hi. I almost had it.”
Max slowly walks over your way and easily reaches up to take the bowl you were reaching for down, then turns to you with his arms crossed. “Ask for help.”
“I almost had it, jeez.” You take the bowl and place it near the ingredients that you rounded up for the cookies. The attitude you responded to him with had Max stunned. All he did was help you…
“Hey, what’s wrong?” Max follows you. Watching as you slowly grew more frustrated, going over the items on the counter over and over again and not retaining any of the information you were taking in.
“Nothing.” You grumble, still just looking at the items on the counter.
“Yn…” Max wanted to reach out and touch you so badly, pull you into him and kiss away whatever negative feeling was consuming you, but instead he places his hand on the counter and stoops his head down to get a glimpse of your face.
“You act like I can’t do anything for myself,” You snap, turning to look at him, his face scrunched in confusion. He could tell you were going to continue, so he stayed silent. “And you say you think I’m so smart and strong and independent and you like that stuff about me but you're always there doing things for me and I don’t know why! Are you lying? Just saying that stuff to not hurt my feelings cause you actually think I can’t take care of myself?”
“I know you can. That’s why I do it. You can and you’ve had to for too long.” Your face doesn’t change, still angry but slightly confused at what Max was trying to say. Now it was time for Max to be unhinged. “I don’t think you understand. It’s instinct, what I do for you. I can’t just sit back and watch you struggle. I don’t want you to ever have to struggle, even with the smallest of things.”
“Why?” That one word was Max’s last straw. Nothing could keep him from telling you how he really felt.
“I’m in love with you. I was just going to say that I like you a lot, but I would be lying and I would never lie to you. I love you, Yn.” It was almost instantaneous how quick the anger dissipated from your face.
“Oh, Maxie, I-” Max hated to have to interrupt you, but he had to finish what he was saying. Everything he had been holding in for months.
“Wait, please.” You nod and Max takes a deep breath before continuing. “I don’t know when I fell in love with you, but I knew the moment you ran into me that I couldn’t live without you. You were it for me. So that is why I treat you the way I do. Not because I don’t think you can do anything, but because I think you are too precious to lift a finger.” You two just look at each other, waiting for the other to say something. “That’s the best way I can put it.”
“Maxie,” He raises eyebrows at you, worried about what your next words will be. You lift one finger. “First, never cut me off again.” Max cracks a smile at how serious you got, but agrees and waits for your next point. You lift up a second finger. “Second, why aren’t your lips on mine?”
If people thought he was fast on track, that couldn’t even compare to how quick Max pulled you into a breathtaking kiss, hands starting on your shoulders and slowly sliding up to the sides of your face. You just wrapped your arms around his torso, finally relaxing in the arms of the man you couldn’t stop thinking about. Max felt as though he was finally alive, kissing you. Like he was merely existing before and you were the singular breath of oxygen that he needed to truly be alive. He started to walk you backwards out of the kitchen, kissing you deeper and deeper, over and over again.
“Wait, the cookies…” You weren’t sure if you were really concerned about the cookies, because you truthfully just wanted more of Max, but still you moaned out the words.
“Fuck the cookies.” Max says against your lips before turning you around and playfully chasing you to his room.
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babygurlyn You used the caption I suggested 🥹
>maxverstappen1 It's a fairly common Christmas song
>babygurlyn Let me have this win, please 🥺
>maxverstappen1 Of course, I apologize
user15 Is it just me or does this give soft launch 🧐
>user16 No, no you're on to something
landonorris Why wasn't I invited?
>danielricciardo ?
>redbullracing ??
>maxverstappen1 Why can't I just have peace and quiet 🤦🏼♂️
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Max quickly made it a habit to have frequent check-ins with you during sex. He knew how rough he could get if he wasn't cognizant of his partner's feelings or needs and the last thing he ever wanted was for you to get hurt because he forgot himself.
"Fuck, you have no idea how much I adore your fucking pussy. Always fits me so nicely." Max was on his knees between your legs, one hand grasping your left hip, stabilizing your lower half that was already propped up by a pillow, and the other hand clamping both arms up above your head.
"Fuck, Max, this feels so good." You groan, then wince at a smack that you receive on your left ass cheek, soon smiling after because you knew it was coming.
"You did that on purpose, you little slut." You were able to manage a laugh in the midst of a moan as Max thrusted sharply into you, completely changing his rhythm to something slower but harsher. He looks away from your face for a moment, turning his attention to his dick moving in and out of you, your slick gathering more and more around him with every hitch of his hips. His attention then goes to your clit, needy and swollen and begging to be touched, and he does, using the juices coming from you to make it easier to rub languid circles on the nub. You let out whine, borderline sob, from the new sensation and Max immediately looked back up at your face, needing to see what pretty look had settled on it now. Instead of one look he was greeted with a series of them. First a partial lip bite, just the inside portion of your lip, as you looked down to watch for yourself, not knowing which sight you loved more, watching his hips thrust into your propped up pussy, or Max's long slender fingers rubbing circles on your clit. This led to look number two, which was you releasing your lips and looking up at Max, mouth agape, breathy moans and whines flowing unrestricted. This was Max's favorite look, your innocent eyes on him, flashes of lust and love presenting themselves as he fucks you so sinfully. Which is why Max abandoned his hold on your wrists to correct your last look, which was more lacking thereof since you turned your head to the side in an attempt to bury your head in your shoulder. With his newly unoccupied hand, Max grasps your face to make you look at him.
"Don't hide your face, love. You look fucking beautiful being fucked by my cock." When you finally look at him he can see a new glossiness in your eyes.
"Mmm Maxie…" Your voice had gone up an octave, another indication that something unfamiliar was happening.
"Yes, love? You okay?" Max stops moving his hips but keeps a slow soothing pace on your clit as he waits for you to respond.
"Mhm. My head feels fuzzy. Can't think." This made Max release your face and stop the movement on your clit completely.
"Oh, are you alright? Do you want me to stop?" Of course his first reaction is one of true concern. As stated before, the last thing he wanted was to hurt you.
"Nooo…" Your response was whiny and accompanied with a pitiful pout that made unspeakable thoughts run through Max's head.
"Okay, okay." He starts to caress your clit again, a sensation you seem to enjoy given the small mewls that vibrate from your throat, as he assesses the moment. His first decision was to change positions, something simpler that allowed him a bit better control of your body, which he realized became somewhat floppy, like a rag doll once your mind traveled to this unknown state. He slowly removes himself from you and momentarily stops rubbing, both losses of sensations evoking a slightly bratty whine that is absolutely adorable to him. "Give me just a moment and I'll stuff my pretty girl full again, okay?"
"Okay." You nod, face blank and waiting for your next instruction.
"Fucking hell," Max said this under his breath, eyes scanning your entire body before bring his mind back to his previous task. "Move down to the end of the bed for me, love." You do so, eagerly bouncing down to the foot of the bed with an mostly innocent grin. Max definitely saw a flash of animalistic desire in your cute face. While you did that, he got fully off the bed and stood at the foot of the bed thanking his lucky stars that the height of it perfectly aligned you with his hips.
"Maxie!" You whined and eagerly wiggled your hips, which was all the confirmation he needed for him to enter you again. He still pushed in slowly, you were already tight around him before, and now with you in what seems like a considerably sensitive mental state, he didn't want to take any chance being too rough.
"Fuck, my pretty girl feels so good around me." He stilled himself in you as he brought your legs up to wrap lazily around his hips. You, nonverbally begging for some movement, began to buck your hips while Max tried to situate himself.
"Yn, I'm gonna need you to be a good girl and stop moving for a second." His voice had a bit of sternness to it that made you stop immediately, but also caused your eyebrows to furrow in worry. "No, baby, I'm sorry. I just need a moment, okay." He waits for you to nod and the does a few more adjustments, pulling your hips closer, deciding that your right leg was the best to hold up against his hip, and moving some of your locs that got into your face during the position change before finally settling that left hand by your head and hitching his hips back so he could start his pace again. It started slow, he was still getting used to the position and angle change, but soon his previous pace was back with a vengeance. His partially bent over angle caused the top of his pelvis to graze your clit, a sensation that was amplified due to the general excessive sensitivity of the nub along with the vulnerable state of your mind. This happened with every sensation for you, it was all overwhelming, all felt too good, and instinctively you covered your face with open palms so Max couldn't see how uninhibited your facial expressions get when you were in a pure state of lust. Max wasn't having it though.
"What did I say before, love? Don't hide your face. You make such pretty faces when I fuck you." He took his hand that rested on the bed and grasped one of your hands away from your face. "Rub your clit with the other hand for me, baby." You immediately follow directions, reaching down and rubbing quick circles on the nub, chasing a climax you could feel coming. "Slower, love. Slower." You slow down the speed of your fingers but start to buck your hips in an attempt to meet Max's thrusts, which he allows. He just loves seeing his pretty little girl get off on his cock.
"I wanna cum, Maxie. Help." It had only been a moment since he told you to slow your hand and you were back at the fast pace that indicated you were fast approaching your orgasm.
"Okay, baby. I'll help you. Move your hand." You remove your hand from your clit to allow Max to replace it with his own, which also meant he had to let go of your other hand. "Play with your tits for me, love. Just don't cover that pretty little fucked out face of yours." You bring your hands to your chest, squeezing and rolling your nipple between two fingers, causing a sensation that definitely helped toward your ultimate goal of cumming. Max had to keep tabs on himself as well, feeling his own self coming close to his end with each squeeze he received from your clenching pussy.
" 'm cumming!" This exclamation was followed by a long sobbing whine and your pussy spastically clenched around Max's dick, which removed quick yet carefully from you, still continuing to stroke himself and rub your clit, gently now to help bring you down. He leaned over to give you a sloppy, unfocused kiss as he chased his own climax he was achieving with his hand. As he got closer he removed his hand from your clit and placed it next to your torso, bracing himself as he finally reached his orgasm, his forehead pressed against yours as strings of cum landed on your stomach.
Max had to take a moment to catch his breath before thinking of what to do next. After a few seconds, he looked up at your face. Your eyes were closed but he could tell you were still awake and coming down from your orgasm from the quiet whines that vibrated through your chest. He then regains enough balance to head to the bathroom and grab a warm damp towel that he first presses against your sensitive pussy, pressing kisses on your forehead as he does so, then uses it to wipe the cum off of your stomach. He was about to go and take it to the laundry room, but you gently grabbed his unoccupied hand, stopping him in his tracks. You say no words, just open up your arms, inviting him in for a cuddle and he does not hesitate to toss the used rag into the empty hamper and fall back into bed with you, first helping you back up to the head of the bed before pulling you into a bear hug. It was almost surprising to Max how quick you fell asleep once he pulled you into his arms, but it sure was the most lovely sight he has ever seen. He loved watching you sleep, being able to see the peace settle over your face. From here, he could done what he usually does in this position, recount the good the bad and the ugly of how he got to this moment with you, especially with you two making your relationship public just a couple weeks prior, but instead, for the first time ever, he just dozes off to sleep, trying to figure out what to do for breakfast.
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I'M NOT OKAY THANK YOU
#I freaked out and before I could even go back to pause and lose my mind CARLOS APPEARED#and he wants to TALK OR SOMETHING so yeah now I'm dying even WORSE lol xD#anyway :D xD!!#LOSING MY MIND THANK YOU#HE'S FINALLY BACK Y'ALL :'DDD#AAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!#🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🥰🥰😭❤️❤️🤩 H E!!!!!#sobbing just from all the pure emotions lol#and also the angst but yk xD#I'll desll with that when I come to it (in 20 seconds when I'm done with this lol)#hsmtmts#oasis's hsmtmts chatter#high school musical the musical the series#hsmtmts s4#high school musical the musical the series season 4#hsmtmts spoilers#AAAHHHHHHHH#FREAKING OUT#thank you very much :'))))) <333!!
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ੈ✩‧₊˚ .JPG (JUST PROPOSE GODDAMNIT) (LN4)
pairing: lando norris x girlfriend!reader
summary: lando’s childhood sweetheart has long since been the subject of his photography account. fans just can’t wait to see one specific post from the couple in the future
*face claim for y/n: edie rose (but please imagine her as you see fit!)
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lando.jpg life lately🧡
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user1 me checking y/n’s hand for a ring everytime lando posts her
user5 FELT i got so excited when i saw one here then realised it was her right hand
user2 SO REAL nearly 8 years im expecting it soon…
daniel3.jpg one of you looks super graceful w the food
landonorris gtfo
yourusername (affectionate)**
user3 SUCH A CUTIE
user3 y/n i mean xo
user4 MOM AND DAD
user5 JPG MR .JPG. JUST PROPOSE GODDAMNIT!!!!!
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user5 lando i BEG just ask the woman to marry you
user6 his muse🥹🥹🥹 if someone called me that i would be a puddle
user1 oh she so has stops to pet random dogs energy
yourusername i love you my darling
user4 the third photo *faints*
user7 JPG!!!
user5 finally my legacy is catching on
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yourusername lando got .jpg-ed of his own for a change
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user3 the caption sounds….
yourusername @/user no comment
user8 MISS Y/N THAT FIRST PHOTO IS ILLEGAL
user5 i just gasped out loud at work in front of customers
user2 Y/N KNOWS WHAT WE WANT TO SEE
user1 i know we’re freaking over the first pic but his smile in the second one i’m so in love. how do you cope with him looking at you like that?
yourusername i quite simply don’t🩷
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user5 a whole fancy holiday to greece and stILL NO RING????
user7 mr. norris the next photo u post better be a damn proposal or god help me
charles_leclerc good decision to put her first, that way people don’t run away
user6 CHARLES😭😭😭
user1 JPGGGGG
user3 look at that GLOW she’s so main character (you’re cute too lando i guess)
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yourusername baby is away but still sending deliveries💐
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user7 flowers but never a ring… i could treat you better baby
landonorris 🤔
user3 ^^^ WHAT THEY SAID
oscarpiastri is this what you had to ask lewis for help with @/landonorris
landonorris international shipping isn’t my thing ok
user4 best boyfriend ever
user7 he COULD be the best husband ever, but🤭
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landonorris happy birthday babygirl. so glad u lived long enough to utter the words ‘get a picture of my boots dickhead they’re brighter than ur future’
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user7 so no bday proposal either😐
user5 SIR YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME
landonorris guys stop being mean i’m only small
danielricciardo he’s joking bullying turns him on
user1 lando you have to expect the marriage jokes in ur comments now
carlossainz55 feliz cumpleaños y/n!🥳
yourusername gracías, mi amigo🥹
user7 ‘my friend’ TEARS IN MY EYES SHES THE GRID BESTIE
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yourusername days in england are my fave bc it gave us my fav f1 driver (lewis hamilton)
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user4 Y/N/N U ARE SO REAL AHAHAHA
charles_leclerc i’m offended
yourusername ur my next favourite sweetie
landonorris IM NOT EVEN SECOND?
lewishamilton i expect you in a merc cap next race now
yourusername done king
lewishamilton visit soon🖤
landonorris absolutely not
user8 lando won’t propose so lewis said BET
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user3 AT THE OPERA? AND STILL NO…? JPG!!!
user5 JPG!!! JPG JPG
user1 JPG
user9 JPG!
user2 JPG JPG JPG SAY IT WITH ME
user6 JPG JPG JPG
user7 JPG!!!!!!!!!
landonorris why are you all shouting a photo type in my comments
landonorris oh
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lando.jpg singapore on film
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alex_albon JPG!!!
landonorris you have 3 seconds to leave my page
user8 IM IN TEARS OVER ALEX
user5 IT CAUGHT ON‼️
user1 definitely no ring☹️
yourusername reading your comments is like reading the latest tabloid
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yourusername what do you mean we’ve been together for eight whole years??? what do you mean we’re not 15, young, dumb and in love anymore? i’d take another 8 in a heartbeat🧡
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landonorris eh we’re still dumb and in love, just maybe not the first one. love you baby🧡
fernandoalo_official you are still a child.
user4 HAPPY 8 YEARS TO MY FAVOURITE COUPLE☹️☹️☹️
user5 all the behind the scenes of him taking photos :(
user7 she really is his muse huh
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landonorris sometimes when i look at you i think it’s only been 8 seconds with how much i learn about you each day. hard to believe it’s been 8 years, and that i love you more each day. no one else i’d want to spend the rest of my life with. i know you’re just settling until you can win over lewis (or charles, or george, or oscar, or alex, or carlos) but i’m feeling pretty lucky it’s me you chose to do that with.
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lewishamilton mate you just gotta get on my level
oscarpiastri good taste, y/n
landonorris NOT YOU TOO
yourusername thank you bff
user8 me waiting patiently for the anniversary proposal post????
user1 wishful thinking oomf
danielricciardo all jokes aside pal, happy you’ve managed to keep her around for this long despite being you. big love for you both🖤
landonorris HOW was that all jokes aside
yourusername believe it or not, it’s always you. happy anniversary baby🧡
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yourusername lando caught the behind the scenes of my selfie taking and let me tell u the distance between me n him is important
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user2 this was not the post i was expecting but i’ll still take it
user5 i was hoping we'd get a different post but you still look good ma'am
user8 the fact he’s always there to take photos of you >> girl you have landed on your FEET
yourusername tell me about it. luckiest girl in the WORLD
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lando.jpg y/n by me, me by me, me by y/n
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user4 so it’s official … no proposal?
user5 jeez man JPG.
user3 jpg!!!
user1 just propose goddamniT
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yourusername i don’t even have the ability to be mean to you this time. my forever person. thank you for putting up with me. this feels like a dream i cannot believe i am a fiancée. THE EASIEST YES IVE EVER SAID (and you once asked me if i wanted to snooze the alarm)
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user3 OH MY GOD. OH MY GOD AM I DREAMING
user7 WHAT THE JAJHDBSVJA
lewishamilton finally! show me the ring this weekend (congratulations)
yourusername facetiming u rn
user5 IM???? MY LEGACY HAS ENDED AND I COULDNT BE HAPPIER
carlossainz55 couldn't be happier for the both of you
alex_albon LILY AND I ARE SCREAMING CONGRATS TO OUR FAVOURITE COUPLE
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landonorris took my time but got there eventually. ‘just propose goddamnit’ WELL LOOK AT ME NOW! gonna have myself a wife. i love you baby, thanks for screaming yes immediately so i didn’t have to wait to hear your answer
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landonorris @/user5 i hope ur happy now
user5 VERY.
charles_leclerc can't believe you pulled it off mate, congrats!
oscarpiastri sad i can't scream JPG at you in the garage anymore but happy for the both of you!
yourusername my oscar :( cannot wait to squeeze you this weekend
oscarpiastri @/yourusername i better be a bridesmaid
landonorris why not a groomsman????
oscarpiastri @/landonorris i like her more
mclaren wedding (mclaren's version)
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a/n:
hello hello, i have had so much fun writing and creating this so i hope you like it!!!!
was going to wait to post but after the hell that was quali i thought hey why not now
thank you all for reading! as always, comments likes and messages are appreciated and whatnot🫶 take care of yourselves this week!!! the temperature is starting to drop in france so i am wrapped up warm and i hope you’re looking after yourself wherever you are
taglist (found here): @idkiwantchocolatee @vellicora @alessioayla @bborra @crimeshowjunkie @minkyungseokie @paolexsstuff @celestialpato @champagnelovers101 @loxbbg @hobiismyhopeu @tsukishitm-a @moonypixel @champagneproblems17 @ironmaiden1313 @lqvesoph @sunflower-golden-vol6 @six-call @skatingiswalkingincursive @peqch-pie
#lando norris#lando norris x reader#f1#f1 x reader#lando norris au#lando norris imagine#mclaren#lando norris blurb#lando norris scenario#lando norris smau#lando norris one shot
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hey there, queen! i absolutely adore your stories, and I'd be thrilled to read an angsty story featuring Chris. so, here's the deal: the reader appears to have "cheated" on Chris, but in reality, she never did. so then, the reader is hurt by Chris's lack of trust, but take a turn when Chris discovers the truth. and so he does everything in his power to make things right, and Chris goes all out to win her back. you can plan the rest of the story.
i hope this makes sense :)
scandals - c.s
a/n: tysm 😭 i’m so sorry it took so long to write. i was deadass taking my time planning this
christopher ❤️✨
are you fucking kidding me?
we’re done
block my number
baby 🩷🩷👩❤️👨
wait wait??
christopher❤️✨
don’t act stupid
it’s all over social media
to think you’d cheat and get away with it while being a fucking influencer is insane
christopher ❤️✨ has blocked you
nicolas 🥳🥸
did you cheat on my brother?
i want to think it’s not real but that picture deadass looks like you
oh wait your hair isn’t red anymore is it?
nevermind
i’ll talk to chris
have you spoken to him?
y/n 🤍🥳
he blocked me before i could get anything in
i didn’t even know what was happening until a few minutes ago
i didn’t cheat, nick, i promise.
nicolas 🥳🥸
i believe you
matt 🫡
chris is freaking out
wtf happened??
you cheated on him?!
y/n ‼️
i didn’t cheat, matt
it’s not me, i swear on my life 🙏🏾
my hair isn’t even red anymore, hasn’t been for nearly a month
matt🫡
😐
that’s so true
my bad
i’ll talk to chris. he’s convinced it’s you
he keeps saying how you could’ve cheated a while back and finally got exposed for it
y/n‼️
that makes no sense
the only times i’m not with him, i’m with nick, there’s no time within the two months i had my hair red that i would’ve found the time to cheat on him
and even if i did, i fucking suck at lying, how the hell would i have gotten that past him ?!
matt 🫡
tried telling him that.
kid damn near slammed my finger in the door
starting to think i shouldn’t get him the love of his life back 😐
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it’s been nearly two weeks since you’ve spoken to or seen chris. he seemed to have been thoroughly convinced that you cheated on him.
you weren’t able to get through to him due to him blocking you. you could have tried messaging him through instagram since he hadn’t blocked on the app, but you knew the amount of dms he got a day so the chances of him even seeing your message was slim to none.
with him not blocking you on instagram came the sadness of seeing him slowing either delete or archive the pictures he had of you two on his account.
truthfully, you didn’t cheat on him and his lack of trust in you and your relationship felt like knives to the chest.
you knew how chris was, he’d eventually realize he was in the wrong and finally try to talk to you.
now, you weren’t so sure how you would feel if he did. it’s genuinely hurt you to know that one simple thing could lead to him doubting your love for him completely. you weren’t fond of being in a relationship with someone that chose to listen to strangers rather than to hear it from the source.
you just finished stress cleaning up your room, a pile of chris’ belongings off to the side in case he had one of his brothers stop by to come grab it.
just as you were about to take a break, your phone began to go off with people mentioning you on a video on tiktok.
curious, you sat in your desk chair, your heart pounding in your chest as you watched a girl, who could easily be mistaken as you, set up her camera.
video-
‘hi, my names jasmine- jas if we’re close.’
she chuckled, tugging her red hair behind her ear.
‘recently, there’s been a picture of me and my boyfriend going around. in the photo, we can be seen kissing, but my back is towards whoever it was that took the picture.’
she cleared her throat, adjusting her posture. the exact photo that got people confused showed up in the corner of your screen.
‘now, i don’t do social media. i’m not an influencer, but i am aware of what goes on, you know what i mean? anyway- people think that i’m the youtuber yn ln.’
she laughed in disbelief.
‘i wasn’t going to say anything because, again, i don’t do social media. but i saw the poor girl getting hate because people think she cheated on her boyfriend chris. i’m here to clear it up. that is me in the picture, not yn. here’s a side by side of the picture the stranger took, and l a picture from the same day that my boyfriend and i took.’
as she said this, a cute photo of jasmine and her boyfriend smiling at the camera appeared on the right side of the picture that got you canceled.
‘i doubt she’d see this, but if she does, i’m so sorry that i didn’t come out sooner to say anything. but last thing i want is for someone to get hated on for something they didn’t do.’
and with that, the video ended.
you couldn’t stop yourself from going to the comments to see what people thought.
sturniolosbaby i bet y’all are embarrassed 😭
nicksbabygirl you guys ruined a relationship and it wasn’t even her 💀 that’s sick @/yn.ln @/christophersturniolo
chrispepsicola oh wow @/yn.ln
mattskisses it might not have been her in the pic but she still could’ve cheated
>>> sturniolosbiggestfan don’t start 😐
letstripbaby @/yn.ln @/christophersturniolo @/nicolassturniolo @/matthew.sturniolo @/sturniolotriplets
>>> babysturn damn tag their parents while you’re at it 😭💀
ynxsturniolo @/yn.ln look at these morons
nicksgaywife chris already deleted their photos together on instagram, look wtf you guys did 😒 @/yn.ln @/christophersturniolo
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nicolas 🥳🥸
bitch
link to tiktok
chris is so upset right now
warning‼️
he’s begging matt to drop him off at yours. figured you should know before you start packing his shit
y/n 🤍🥳
too late…
#sturniolo triplets#nick sturniolo#chris sturniolo x reader#chris sturniolo fluff#chris sturniolo imagine#chris sturniolo#matt sturniolo
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weeeee, it's tag game tuesday 🥳 & so many of my pals (@celestialmickey @creepkinginc @metalheadmickey @energievie @palepinkgoat @squidyyy23 & @mishervellous) have invited me to play! thanks pals!
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name: bee 🐝
age: thirty, flirty & thriving ✨
where are you from originally? norcal bayybeee 🌲
your go-to coffee, tea, or soda of choice: drip coffee with oat milk ☕️
your comfort film: 10 things i hate about you ✍🏻
how many siblings do you have? zero! just me!
if you could take a vacation anywhere, where would it be? tahiti or fiji or bali or somewhere with those bungalows that sit over the water 🌊
last song you listened to: "powder blue/cascine park" by yumi zouma 🎶
do you believe in aliens? of course 👽
what about ghosts? i dooooo. i do. & i also think that we have quite a bit of power over how we choose or do not choose to interact! 👻
it’s 2am. you can’t sleep. you get up to get a snack. what is it? oh... i don't usually snack at that hour, but if i have ice cream in the freezer, it's going in my belly 🍨
and finally, share something you’ve done/made recently that you’re proud of: i achieved a really big artistic/career goal recently & i'm trying so hard to stay in that really excited & proud place & not just immediately freak out over all the work that i have to do to now seize said opportunity! lmaooooo 🤘🏼
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tagging some honeys if you wanna play! if not, then please accept this internet love from me to you 🖤 @thisdivorce @rereadanon @heymrspatel @whatthebodygraspsnot @ewanroys @abundanceofnots @iansfreckles @look-i-love-u @harrowhark-a-vagrant @purplemagpie @crossmydna & @michellemisfit xx
#i also want everyone to know that i just finished a TERRIBLE romance novel about The Straights#it was seriously so bad#but also it solidified my viewpoint that we can all do this!#we can write stories! we can write smut! we can write queers being queer in ways that are WAAAY better than stuff that sells!#so if you needed that today -- TAKE IT TIMES 100#write yer shit ok?#tag game tuesday
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Can I have a penguin party ask for an S/O that is his sugar baby? What's that dynamic like and what do the penguins expect from them?
"Sugar Baby" Penguin Party Ask
First penguin party ask 🥳 Ohhhhh my god I finally get to write for Burton penguin. He's fun! Gross bird (affectionate).
Tw: sugar daddy/sugar baby dynamics, NSFW 🔞
Batman 2022
Quintessential sugar daddy relationship. You pretty much just need to hang off his arm when he requests, be available for events, and be down for those calls when he needs to relax.
"Relax" is usually his cock down your throat or you bouncing up and down on his lap. Lots of messing around in public, sometimes stealing your panties- He's downright cheeky when he's in a mood.
He likes your company. Doesn't have a particular dress code other than "shows off your assets." The only thing he tries not to involve you in is direct business.
This isn't because he thinks you're not tough or smart enough for it, but unless you wanted to get serious, he likes keeping your relationship light and fun.
He will buy anything your little heart desires. Clothes, jewelry, textbooks, obscure gacha game shit- you earned it. Expect gifts, especially if you spend most of your "allowance" on what he considers responsible things (higher education, rent, groceries, etc).
To be clear, I don't personally like daddy kink, I do not write for it BUT. He would be the most into being actually called Daddy if that is your cup of tea.
Gotham
Least likely to have a sugar baby, but it could happen with the right person. The right person being someone who can put up with all his neurotic, control-freak bullshit.
His sugar baby can't be stupid. Let's be honest, he wasn't crushing hard on Edward just because he's pretty. What this means is any fake cutesy whiny baby voice for stuff is an instant turn-off. Or playing dumb.
His sugar baby is going to wear what he wants them to wear. In truth, it's actually not that bad- not too exposing or skimpy. Definitely black with accent colors to match him. Probably a collar or choker since you're official.
Oh yeah, you're official. He doesn't do casual well. Very jealous and even if you're not in a true romantic relationship, you probably shouldn't date anyone else just in case.
He has a very base set of rules on how to behave that he expects you to just know. Break rules at your own fucking peril. He gets off on sexual punishments. I'm talking leashes and not being allowed to cum.
Really, if you're sweet, complimentary and genuine with him, he will melt like putty in your hands. He'll get you whatever you want as long as it's within means. Stroke him off while kissing his face and he'd probably kill someone for you.
Burton
You should possibly rethink your life choices on this one. Maybe.
Look, I'm not saying you can't be a sugar baby to him, but just because you CAN. doesn't mean you SHOULD. but hey I'm not your fuckin mother.
Sex on demand, pretty much anywhere. He used to live in a sewer/abandoned zoo, he doesn't have high standards on where it is and is not okay to fuck. And you'll be fucking a lot. He's got a fingering trick to show you...
Don't be shocked that he's not shy having sex in front of others. If anything, it's a turn-on for him to show you off.
He likes skintight clothes that show off every single curve and bump on your body. You got it, you should flaunt it. That or fluffy and soft. Definitely cutesy.
There's times you have to think on your feet around him given his business, but honestly? He kind of likes you playing dumb with big fluttering eyelashes and all you want is him. It makes him feel good.
He kind of just tosses money at you every once in a while, or you can just ask? Like, you can tell him what you're going to spend it on, but honestly, he doesn't care.
You make his day a bit brighter, make him feel handsome, and ignore the way he eats. Its all a good transaction and he figures you've done your part of the deal.
Sometimes... sometimes he wishes it was real.
Arkham
Ice, ice baby- you are going to be high end fashion and dripping in jewelry. Huge fur coat (or faux if you have some kind of thing about that, he says), always warm for the Iceberg Lounge. You LOOK expensive.
Even as a sugar baby, you're representing him, his image. He wants you to look like you've just walked out of one of his prized "collection" tanks. A treasure no one else can have.
You need to be tough to be in his orbit. He's sweet to you, of course, but he will murder and maim in front of you like it's nothing. You can have moments of weakness, but if he thinks you can't stomach it, sorry luv, but you're just not cutting it. A final check and a goodbye.
He's going to judge you if you spend your allowance money on stupid shit. In his mind, it should be useful or going towards things you know he likes (read: lingerie he likes to surprise him.) If it's school in particular, he wants to know your grades.
He's surprisingly the least sexual of the penguins on this list. Part of it is age, part of it is he's busy. You're a status symbol of a family legacy long lost. If he likes you enough, he'd probably consider paying you to have a baby to continue the Cobblepot name.
He'd marry you too, of course. But the way he says it is all very transactional. He doesn't expect you to feel anything for him, so it's better for him to not get too invested emotionally.
It makes it hard to connect with him outside the events he takes you to and the times you are physically pleasing him. If you can, though, you'll find he's very fond and protective...
#dc penguin#smut#burton penguin#arkhamverse penguin#2022 penguin#gotham penguin#penguin x reader#foxwriting
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY @mind-empty-heart-full 🥳🥳🥳You’re one of the sweetest, most caring, strongest people I know, and I feel so freaking blessed to have you in my life and to have you as a friend. I especially love how you just let me indoctrinate you with Evanstan thoughts and thirst shamelessly with me over these boys 🥰🥰🥰 And the way you’re always just pure sunshine and kind to everyone, I love that too lol. Love you to the moon and back honey, I hope you have a wonderful day, you deserve it SO MUCH!!! 💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕
Sooooo I promised you an Escort Steve AU fic, and I haven’t actually been able to get much writing done recently but…since it’s your birthday I have a little teaser for that fic below the cut, I hope you enjoy 😘😘
Bucky nervously pulls at his tie, sitting in the back of his chauffeured car outside of the Stark Tower. The last thing he wants is to be here, really. It’s bad enough that he has to attend this event, having to charm and suck up to businessmen and politicians that are way too self-important. It’s made even worse by the fact that he was told to not show up solo, that he had to bring a date.
It would’ve been okay, maybe, if Bucky had someone to bring. But he couldn’t ask a friend, because most of his friends are colleagues, and his dating life is practically non-existent. He’d complained to Nat about it, who told him with a straight face to just use an escort service. He’d spluttered, asked her if she’d lost her mind, but she’d ignored all of that and just handed over a business card from a place she knew. He knew better than to ask her how she knew about it.
Bucky had planned to throw the card out, forget all about it. But then the date for the event loomed closer and closer, and his curiosity got to him. So one evening, after a couple of glasses of wine, he’d gone to the website that had been written at the bottom of the card, and scrolled through it. It hadn’t taken long for his eye to fall on someone.
Between all the photos of gorgeous men and women, there he was. Steven Grant, his name was, and he looked like something straight out of Bucky’s wet dreams. Bringing him to the event would definitely make it a little more bearable, his slightly tipsy brain had thought, and it was just one date, so what harm could it do? He’d signed up, filled out some forms and his credit card information, closed his laptop and went to bed.
When he checked his emails the next day and saw the confirmation, he panicked. He kind of regretted it, but he kept putting off cancelling the “date”, and when he’d finally mustered the courage to do so, it was only one day before the event. Cancelling now would be a jackass move, he’d figured. He’d just…have to deal. Worst case scenario, the guy would be a little boring, but did his job as arm candy, and Bucky would just have to find a way through the night. He couldn’t show up by himself, and it was too late to find someone else now.
That’s what he’d told himself last night. And this morning. And again this afternoon. Right now, 5 minutes before their agreed upon meeting time, he feels like he’s going to explode with nerves. What if people found out? What if…
He gets shaken out of his little panic by a knock on the car window, jumping a little from his seat and turning to the sound. Bucky struggles with the door a little, before finally getting out of the car, finding his date, Steven, standing right there in front of him.
Well. The good news was, he didn’t feel so panicked anymore. The bad news was that he literally could not form a coherent thought or greeting right at that moment. The guy is gorgeous. Bucky saw the photos on the website, but goddamn, those don’t do him justice. He’s dressed flawlessly, a tight white collared shirt, slacks and a tailored woollen coat over it. Bucky can’t quite see what kind of suit he’s wearing, but still - not even the layers of clothes can hide the clearly muscled body underneath. Bucky has to swallow to keep from drooling.
And it’s not just his ridiculous body. His face, with sparkling blue-green eyes, a strong jaw line…even his nose and ears are perfect. What the fuck, Bucky thinks. Why am I even thinking about his nose? He tries to keep his cool, at least a little bit, but fails miserably.
“Hi, I’m- Steven, I mean- I’m Bucky, nice to meet you,” he says, feeling a little weak in the knees, which has nothing to do with the shot of vodka he took while waiting in the car and everything with the man in front of him.
The guy- Steven, gives him a soft, kind smile. “Hi Bucky. I thought it was James?” He asks, a little confusion on his face. Even his voice is hot, fuck.
“I- yeah, I- Bucky is a nickname, but if you prefer James, that’s- you can call me whatever, I- yeah?”
He sees Steven bite his lip, the corners of his mouth twitching upwards. “I can call you whatever I like?” He says, teasing a little.
Bucky wants to crawl back into the car and go back home, realising how suggestive he sounded just then. “I mean- I…” he splutters.
The look on Steven’s face softens. “Hey, I’m just messing with you, I’m sorry. So, Bucky?”
Bucky can only nod. “Okay Bucky, let’s start over. I’m Steve, nice to meet you.”
“Hi?”
Steve laughs, shakes his head a little, then offers his arm for Bucky to link his through. “You wanna go inside? Let me buy you a drink?”
“I-yeah, that sounds nice.”
Bucky lets himself be led into the building, Steve walking confidently like he knows where they’re going, even if Bucky’s the one that has been in this building a bunch of times before. Like, almost every day, because he works there, but right now he might as well have been dropped in a foreign country for how lost he feels.
Steve must notice, because as soon as they get into the elevator - which is mercifully empty - he lets go of Bucky’s arm and turns to face him.
“Hey Bucky? There’s nothing to worry about here, okay? We’re just gonna have a nice time, have a couple of drinks, talk to some people, and it’ll be done before you know it. I won’t embarrass you, and no one you don’t want to know has to find out anything about who I am. I promise it’ll be okay.” He looks at Bucky with a worried frown on his face.
He’s clearly trying to put Bucky at ease with the situation. Bucky wants to tell him that he’s not really worried about Steve embarrassing him. He’s much more worried about embarrassing himself. Still, he wants to believe Steve. “You promise?” he says, voice much smaller than he’d like.
Steve squeezes his shoulder, the gesture much more comforting that Bucky’d thought it would be. “I promise Buck,” he says, and it’s so genuine, so full of understanding, Bucky doesn’t know what to say.
So yeah, besides looking like he’s been carved from marble, Steve’s apparently also a sweetheart. Bucky is so screwed.
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eddie’s new cooking skills
maddie my love, i saw it was your birthday so i obviously had to whip this up for you! i hope you have the best day babe 🥰🎂🧁🥳💜💖💙 everyone go tell @chimneymisteraprilhan happy birthday!!
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Scooping the pieces of lettuce he’d just cut into the bowl, Eddie heard the front door open, followed by the telltale sounds of Buck slipping out of his shoes and dropping his duffel to the floor. Within seconds, his boyfriend was rounding the corner, those blues immediately honing in on Eddie.
“Hey babe,” Buck said, following it with a chaste kiss to Eddie’s lips as he walked by on his way to the fridge.
“Hi yourself. So, tomorrow’s your birthday.”
Buckled mumbled something non-committal around his drink of juice as his fingers rummaged through the fridge for a snack.
“So, what do you want? For your birthday I mean?”
Sure Eddie had bought a gift weeks ago, though he didn’t really think it was anything special. He’d gotten Buck a pair of tickets to the new space museum, knowing the extra one would go to their son. Eddie was of course fine with this, he just didn’t think the gift was anything spectacular or really meaningful; he was terrible at buying gifts, ok?
Eddie watched as Buck popped a few grapes into his mouth, turning his attention over to him.
“I dunno. Just a night with my two favorite boys. Dinner in and maybe…how about you make me a cake?”
Eddie all but cut himself with the knife he was using to chop the lettuce, the utensil dropping to the cutting board with a clattering sound.
“I’m—you want-want me to make you a…cake?”
“Yea sure, why not?”
Buck wanted him to bake a cake…from scratch? His lessons with Linda hadn’t been going that well.
“Um, are you sure you don’t—I mean I could buy you one of those ice-cream cakes you’ve been wanting from Baskin’ Robins?”
Buck shook his head, moving toward Eddie, placing a kiss to his forehead.
“I have faith in you babe. I wanna see those new cooking skills of yours,” Buck said with a wink as he headed out of the kitchen and down the hall, making his way to the shower to clean up before dinner.
How the hell was Eddie supposed to bake an entire cake, one that was meant to impress the love of his life?
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Buck had been able to distract Eddie last night, taking him apart and putting him back together more than once, though now that Eddie was alone again, he was completely spiraling.
Thankfully Buck was spending the morning with the Buckley-Hans, giving Eddie the proper time to freak out. He’d been standing in the baking aisle for far too long now, scrolling through recipe after recipe. He knew he could easily call Linda or even his Abuela, but he wanted to do this on his own, for Buck, the man that had the upmost faith in him for some reason.
He considered trying to make Buck that ice-cream cake he always salivated over, though just the thought of that overwhelmed him. So he decided on something a little easier, scrolling until he found a flavor combination that he knew Buck would love.
After clicking onto the recipe and scrolling through some blog that was eighty years of Rebecca’s life on the farm and baking with her grandmother, Eddie finally got to the directions, skimming over them until he found the ingredients. Thankfully they already had most of the ingredients at home, Eddie going through the store to pick up the ones they didn’t.
When he got home, Eddie looked through the directions again, gathering everything he would need onto the counter. Christopher was at school, so he had the house to himself, no one around to see this disaster that was no doubt about to take place.
He preheated the oven first, glancing back to the directions; the first one already had him scrambling. Sift? What the hell did that even mean?
After looking it up, and watching a video or two, Eddie remembered seeing Buck use the particular device a time or two, rummaging through the cupboards until he found it. Step one, done.
The next part involved the electric mixer, something Eddie had become fairly familiar with. After mixing all the wet ingredients, Eddie added in the dry ones—because apparently that mattered—his batter looking quite tasty if he said so himself.
He divided the batter into the pans, placing them into the oven, setting a timer after. Next he got started on the frosting, taking his time to perfect it, tasting it as he went. While he waited for the cake to cook, Eddie went about cleaning the kitchen, not wanting Buck to come home to a mess on his birthday.
With the counters cleaned and the dishes done, Eddie pulled the cake out of the oven, praying he hadn’t burned it. Since the cake needed to cool for a bit, Eddie took his phone out, pulling up his favorite contact.
Eddie: how’s the birthday boy doing?
Buck: ready to come home and enjoy my cake 🎂 🍑 👀
God his boyfriend was going to be the death of him one day.
Eddie worked on wrapping the rest of Bucks present, making sure the cake was cool before he frosted one half, placing the other half on top, trapping the frosting between them. He spread the rest of the frosting over the outer part, sculpting it until there weren’t any weird lumps or imperfections.
He stared at the finished product for about five minutes before he considered tossing the whole thing in the trash. There was still time for him to run to the store and buy one. Buck would never know, right?
“Oh, I would definitely know.”
Shit, when had his charmingly handsome boyfriend walked in?
Eddie kept himself plastered in front of the cake, not quite ready for Buck to see it yet.
“C’mere.”
Eddie ushered Buck toward him, wrapping his boyfriend in his arms once he was close enough.
“Happy Birthday baby.”
Pressing his lips to Bucks’ he opened his mouth, Buck slipping right in. They shared a few heated kisses before they pulled apart, both of them a little breathless.
Buck tried to peak around him, though Eddie held him at bay.
“So, when do I get to see this masterpiece?”
Eddie snorted. “Well I don’t think I’d quite call it that. Besides, we should wait for Chris.”
Buck pouted out his lower lip, Eddie leaning in to kiss it away.
“Well what if it’s—bad? We don’t wanna poison our kid, do we?”
Eddie placed a hand over his heart, pretending to be wounded.
“I thought you said it was a masterpiece?”
Buck laughed into him, Eddie wrapping his arms around him once more.
“Please babe?”
How was Eddie supposed to tell that pleading voice no?
“Fine, but just one bite, then we save the rest for later.”
Buck nodded quickly in agreement, Eddie finally giving in and allowing Buck to see his ‘masterpiece.’
“Well, what do you think? I know it probably looks terrible.”
“What flavor is it? And it doesn’t look terrible Eds.”
Buck had to be lying, though Eddie let the compliment warm him anyway.
“It’s banana chocolate chip with peanut butter frosting.”
Eddie could all but see Buck salivating, his tongue poking out to lick over his lips. Buck picked the platter up, raising it to his face, as he inhaled the delicious scents.
“God this smells so good Eds.”
Eddie’s face flushed as he took the plate from Buck, pressing a knife into the end as he cut off a slice, handing it out to Buck. He watched as Buck all but shoved the entire slice into his mouth, Eddie shaking his head with a fondness. The man was such a menace with food.
“Did you even taste that?”
Eddie couldn’t help but to step forward, placing his lips over Bucks’, licking up the extra frosting that laid there.
“I tasted that.”
Oh yes, his boyfriend was trouble.
“Well, what-what did you think?”
Eddie let his insecurities slip out, though Buck was right there to kiss them away.
“Best cake ever, especially because you made it just for me. It tasted fuckin’ awesome too.”
Eddie laughed as he tugged Buck in by the hips, pulling him closer.
“I love you Ev, so much.”
“And I love you Eds, especially these fancy new cooking skills of yours.”
Pressing himself closer to Buck, Eddie reached behind him, swiping some of the frosting onto his finger before smearing it across Buck’s lips and kissing it away.
“Did I tell you there’s an entire bowl of extra frosting?”
Buck groaned into him, the savory peanut butter taste mixing between them.
Eddie might have to put these new skills of his to use more often, maybe even make a cake that he could slip the ring right into, the one that’s been in his bedside drawer for months.
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Hi Tejodore, my love 💕💕💕 I’m just dropping by because it is lane lines SEQUEL DAY 🥳🥳🎉🎉 I cannot wait to read it, because I know it’s gonna be absolutely amazing. I love lane lines SO MUCH, and I hope you know that, so I feel so blessed that I’m (we are, I guess ) getting even more of this little verse 🥰🥰🥰 I’m so freaking proud of you for doing this and getting so far already, and so in awe of you that you managed to write this while also blessing us with so many other incredible fics this year. You’re brilliant, honestly an inspiration 💕💕. I hope you are proud too, because even if this is just the start of it, is an achievement in itself - and if not, I will bully you until you are (lovingly, of course). Not only are you a brilliant writer, you’re also a wonderful person and an amazing friend, and you deserve everything, I love youuuu 💛💛💛💛 (and I’ll probably be back to scream at you after every chapter drops, just so you know).
ps. don’t worry too much, just listen to Tabs.
Mayaaaaaa 😭😭😭 How are you so sweet and encouraging? You have such a huge heart and I'm so blessed that you're kind enough to share it with me 💗
Thank you so much for this kind and lovely message! I'm terrified but you have been so supportive and excited for this fic, that I'm so excited to share it with you! 😘
It's been a year in the making so I can't believe that I'm finally going to start posting. It feels far too early yet also far too late and also exactly the right time! I'm a mix of emotions today (namely fear) but your support and friendship means everything to me 💖💖💖
I promise that I will step away from my editing (overthinking) and listen to @teenytabris, who's there to lovingly slap my hands away from the keyboard and reassure me every time I want to cut words again 👀 She is the best and you are the best too! I couldn't have done this without either of you over the last few months 😘😘😘
Me @ you constantly:
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A little too much going on today, but basically all good so far! *fingers crossed*
First order of the day: Waiting around for Hornbach (Lowes/Home Depot/B&Q equivalent) to deliver the tomato planting setup plus a few miscellaneous lumber items to build some shelves, etc. They gave him an updated 10:00-3:00 time slot, when we need to get two other kinda pressing errands done in different parts of town before 4 p.m. 🥴 Yesterday was a public holiday, so yeah that complicated getting some crap done before the weekend.
Thankfully, they did show up just after noon.
That trundled up on the elevator into here, Mr. C hared off on the bus for a flying run toward the endocrinology clinic, to pick up some replacement CGM sensors for me. There were some mixups, plus the "oops they're closed" yesterday and my last one expired overnight. 😬 It was certainly a relief to get more.
I do indeed have multiple backup finger stick meter options, but didn't really want to have to spend the whole weekend basically flying my blood sugar levels blind, beyond like 5 snapshot readings a day. Rather than being able to see at a glance wtf it's doing at all times, with alarms in case things start going too wild. (Still kinda hard to believe this was still NHS standard of care for T1 diabetes. Talk about penny wise, pound foolish, as dangerous as that can turn fast and with basically no warning. 😑)
The sensors should also be covered (no cost) at the pharmacy, now that I am properly in the health system. But, we haven't managed to get the pharmacy stuff straightened out quite yet. Thankfully, the endo's office was fine with giving me a couple more fill-ins to cover the little transition gap. Just less than ideal timing all around, but ah well.
I do now have a new one initializing on my arm, which should be ready to use in about half an hour now. 😮💨
Trying to wait until then to head off on the next errand: FINALLY picking up the major quest item which is my Swedish ID card, from a Skatteverket office here in town! 🍾🥳🎉 (Which also closes at 4 p.m., yeah.)
I haven't been to that location before, but he actually went to try and get it once he saw the notification that it was ready Wednesday morning, before I was even up. But nope, my passport and his ID weren't enough; they were requiring that I personally come and get it. So, we get to most likely cab it over to IIRC Limhamn.
(My emergency passport also runs out the end of this month, and I couldn't reasonably send it in to the embassy for replacement until I had Swedish-issued ID! Will even need it to pick that up. 😬 You even need some valid ID for stuff like medical appointments and picking up packages here.
Cutting it pretty damned close as things stand, but hopefully it will work out without gaps. Worst case, I file a new application and pay another fee to the US Embassy, but hopefully we can get that postmarked while the damned thing is still valid. If just.)
But, with any luck? I should maybe have my Swedish ID card today, so I can finally get the freaking passport swapped for a full-length one. *fingers crossed*
#personal#rambling#long post#getting settled#welcome to sweden#skatteverket#us embassy#bureaucracy#argh#cgms#t1 diabetes
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Hello all! The animal today is a black cat in accordance with Halloween and (more importantly) Midnight's release in less than a week! I think we have an exciting week ahead of us, eh? So I want to know, what is your favorite thing about release week? Mine personally is being surprised by all the little fun things Taylor does during the week! And of course getting new music (duh?) So what is yours?
Let's share what we're most excited for this week and remember to tag animalanon (if so desire) so we can all share our excitement for this new album and show Taylor (and each other) some love! And remember, each of you are wonderful and deserving human beings who are very much loved 🥰. Now let's have a party!l (squirrels are not invited) 🥳 🥳🥳.
-animal anon
Hello there!!
I agree with you— my favorite part about release week is not knowing exactly what’s coming next! Miss Swift is always so full of surprises so I love to freak out and race to tumblr whenever something happens. With that, I think the community aspect really jumps out during release week when everyone is online freaking out at the same time 🥹
I’m also really excited to have a few irl swiftie friends over to listen to the album and make Midnights-inspired drinks. I’ve never done a listening party before so I’m very excited!!
It literally does not feel real to me yet tho so I can’t wait for it to finally be here!!
Hope you have an awesome release week, animal anon xo 🐈⬛✨
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I read the warning SUNWOO but it didn’t register till I read @cinamoncupcake note 😂 it was definitely needed. I loved the banter between everyone, and how invested they all are in y/n & Sunwoo’s budding relationship lol. I guess, they haven’t seen him this serious about a woman in a long while. So just want to encourage him to retire his f**kboy ways.
"How long did you two stay up for?"…“You and Sunwoo?"…“We went to bed right after you did."
"Together?!" Kevin loudly exclaims, nearly falling out of his chair in shock and catching everyone else's attention.
“No," you loudly say before this can snowball into something bigger. "No, we did not sleep together."
“Why not?" Kevin pouts…’
It was literally the first night, give them time. Gotta let the sexual tension build up more 😂😂😂
‘Haknyeon calls your name, and when you look over at him, he says, "I'll trade spots with you."
‘Everyone goes silent, a couple smirking as they realize what this means.’
‘You swear you see Sunwoo's skin pinken a little, but he covers it well. "It's settled then, roomie."
‘Roomie," Eric snorts.
"I'm so glad I'm not in that cabin," Kevin laughs.’
I love how they like to embarrass each other, show how close they are lol. Love how there doesn’t seem to be a single person in the group who knows what subtly is cares to demonstrate some subtlety 😂
"If I hear a single sound come out of that bedroom that's not a snore, I will fight you both."
"Likewise," Sunwoo irritably replies, throwing the plastic fork he had used at Eric.’
"Eric, what are you doing?" Hyunjae exasperatedly asks, giving him a look. "Our ship is finally sailing, don't ruin it!"
🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 they’ve all been discussing their potential relationship. I actually wouldn’t put it past them to have a betting pool on when they’ll finally start dating lol
"Did you know that Sunwoo begged to be in the same cabin as you?"
I love Changmin, the groups resident tea spiller, even when he’s not drunk 😂 I wonder what other info he’ll divulge.
"I didn't ask that," he immediately tries to deny.’
"You're right," Changmin concedes. "You didn't ask that. You begged like I said."
Lol, ohhh wooow!!!! Just airing out all of his business 🤣🤣🤣
I can only imagine just how much his been talking about her, to the point they’ve had enough and just want them together already. They’ll expose all the whiney pinning he’s done just so there’s absolutely no misunderstandings with y/n, that Sunwoo does in fact like her a lot and wants to be with her.
‘…Eric joins in. "What do you think the odds are of you two hooking up by the end of this week?"…but Sophia lightly slaps Eric on the arm. He turns to her with a glare. "Why are you always hitting me?"
I know our queen of subtlety, not so secretly wants to know too 😂
‘He has a freaking tattoo? You study it, trying to see what it is. All you know is that you want to lick -.’
Ohhh lawd 🥵
‘When his gaze falls to your mouth, you take a chance and lean forward until a shout completely breaks the spell.’…"Kiss!" Hyunjae maniacally laughs.’
I swear you are the cruelest person ever 😂 all that sexy build up for just for Hyunjae to kill the mood.
I did wonder if y/n forgot about Sophia being there too and if Sophia was just standing there shamelessly watching this all go down (no shade, I would too lol).
‘The moment his lips touch yours, it's like your body releases a giant sigh, saying finally.’
🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🎊🎉🎊🎉🎉🎉🎊🎊🎊🎉🎊🎊🎉🎊
I’m saying finally too and you’re forgiven now btw lol
‘Cheers reach your ears, causing the building frenzy you're starting to feel ebb.’
"Okay! Okay! Enough already," Kevin's voice reaches you along with a splash of water.’
"I'm just letting you know that if we can't, you can't!"
Relax Eric you still got a few more days to do that…
"You know… I'd ask if you can be quiet, but I don't want you to be quiet the first time we're together." His eyes languidly trail down your body before eventually coming back up to your face. "I want to hear every beautiful sound you make."…"Bold of you to assume I'd have sex with you, Sunwoo,"…"Are you saying you wouldn't?"…"Do I need to make you want it more?"
I have no chill… I would have jumped his bones right there and then
And I wouldn’t be sorry the next day either lol
‘A bang against the shared bedroom wall rocks the frames hanging on it.’
Cockblocker Haknyeon at the slightest hint of any shenanigans
If they don’t have sex on the trip, with all the sexual tension building up. I hope Sophia and Eric know how to tuck and roll out of the car when Sunwoo drops them off at home 😂
‘His arm wraps around your torso, and he pulls you closer, mumbling, "You're so far away."
🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠
‘How are you supposed to survive this man? Brazen, single, fuckboy Sunwoo had managed to get under your skin so easily. What the hell would devoted, loving, in a relationship Sunwoo do to you? The answer to how you'll survive suddenly comes to you. You won't.’
Well… it’s not a bad way to go out 🤷🏽♀️ just enjoy the ride, figuratively and literally 😂
Sunwoo is just as whipped as y/n is lol
This is how I imagine Sunwoo messaging y/n
Ok so this chapter melted my brain enough that I couldn’t make any coherent comments, so had to do it thru the use of gifs I hope you can still understand what I saying.
Can’t wait for the next update
I understood the feelings you were trying to show 😂😂 don't worry lol
That Sunwoo warning was absolutely needed, and I feel he'll continue to be a warning lol
It's a good point that his friends haven't seen Sunwoo serious about anyone since his first girlfriend!! They're really rooting for our main girl to be the one that sets him free of his fuckboy ways. Also, they live to embarrass him, and I'm sure they get a giant thrill from doing it in front of the girl he likes 😂😂
Actually, if I do blurbs of small parts that didn't make the story, I definitely need to make at least one of the boys teasing him and one of them discussing their relationship behind his back!! You know damn well there's at least one betting pool going on lol. Not to mention, someone has probably been plotting ways to force them together or something 😂😂
Our queen of subtlety was definitely just watching from behind the scenes. If she had popcorn, she'd be eating it lol. Until Hyunjaes mood killer ass showed up 🙄🙄. Also, I nearly almost keeled over with the tuck and roll comment 😂😂. I don't even know if Sunwoo would bother dropping them off lol. He'd probably drive to one of their apartments and tell them to figure out their own way home 😂😂
THE PARK HYUNGSIK GIF IS EXACTLY SUNWOO AND IT NEEDS TO BE SAID!! 🗣🗣 (also I was just as giddy as him when he was doing that in that show lol)
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The continuation of TLC is finally dropping this weekend and I am freaking out 😱🤯🫠😭 I still remember falling in love with this story when I read it and being so numb afterwards cause I literally did not see that coming. That kind of ending wasn’t your usual one so I kinda had to process what just happened. But now, the part 2 is here and I’m so hyped up 🥳😝🤩
I am really looking forward to this ☺️ I hope you didn’t overwork yourself since I know how hard it was for you to finish writing this sequel so thank you so much for all the hard work 🥰 I hope you are doing well and taking care of yourself 💜
TLC definitely had a sadder ending 😅 I think mostly because I did plan to do part 2 eventually but also the oc’s brother said what he said and she just couldn’t go through with it in the end 😭😭
Yes, I finished it a few weeks ago but I’m going over it to see if there’s anything I missed and editing typos and what not which is a lot bc I normally do it on my phone and my phone loves to change words and act like autocorrect isn’t on 🤣 I am on page 9/42 😅 so I’m hoping to have it done by Saturday but it will go up typos and all regardless and then I can go back and edit more if I need to 💜
Thank you so much and I hope you enjoy it 💜💜
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get to know bee 🐝
so many lovely pals have tagged me in so many lovely things, so if you've been dying to know more about me (you are, right?) - this post is for you! 😂😌🥳
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first up, this picrew!
tagged by @whatthebodygraspsnot & @heymrspatel 🖤
she's giving lgbtqia+ rights are the smart & sexy choice ✨🌈
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next, it's tag game tuesday!
tagged by @celestialmickey @energievie @thepupperino & @creepkinginc 🥳
name: bee 🐝
age: the big three-zero for just a few more days 🎂
how many hours of sleep did you get last night? enough, i think! 💤
which do you use more: tumblr mobile or desktop? it depends what i'm doing! i like posting from desktop & scrolling on mobile 😌
a hobby you’d like to pick up: oooh, i'd really like to do some paint by numbers 🎨
if you were a crayon, what color would you be? sea foam green 🌊
what was your average screen time last week? hehehe it went up.... like 5+ hours? 📲
a song you put on every playlist: "silk chiffon" by MUNA because that is my gay ass right 🌈
favorite holiday: i don't think i really have one anymore tbh 🤷♀️
something on your bucket list: go to bali 🌴
you’re invited to a costume party, what are you dressing up as? reese witherspoon as elle woods as a playboy bunny 💗
what show takes up the most space in your brain? i mean.... shamey wamey probs! also love island my chaotic beloved ☀️
and finally, share something you’re looking forward to: hugging my friends 😭 i'm so touch-starved 😭 also i'm seeing john williams conduct a night of his film scores with the LA Phil this weekend & i am freaking stooooked 🤘🏼
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lastly, here are 15 questions!
tagged by @gardenerian @squidyyy23 @transmickey @milkmaidovich @celestialmickey @such-a-barbarian @heymrspatel @look-i-love-u @palepinkgoat @creepkinginc @harrowhark-a-vagrant @rereadanon & @thepupperino 🖤
Were you named after anyone? nope, not that i know of!
When was the last time you cried? definitely two days ago, but maybe again today because it's cancer season & i loooove to weep 😭
Do you have kids? noooo & neverrrrrrr
Do you use sarcasm a lot? noooo & neverrrrrr (meaning yes & always)
What's the first thing you notice about people? probably their vibe. what a queer answer lmaoooo!
What’s your eye color? i'm a brown eyed girl, eat your heart out van morrison.
Scary movies or happy endings? happy endings all day!
Any special talents? i have a very strong inner compass & can navigate places i've never been in before with relative ease! this is a really handy talent tbh!
Where were you born? northern california bayybeee
What are your hobbies? writing, reading, playing with my pup, pal'ing around with my buds, going to the movies, swimming in the pool, being stupid!
Have any pets? yes, a small dream dog named gus
What sports do you play/have you played? basketball & taekwondo
How tall are you? 5'5"
Favorite subject in school? english lit, drama & french
Dream job? i do not dream of labor, but i also kind of have my dream job - i'm a writer! & i'm so grateful!
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i'm not going to tag anyone because i feel y'all have already done these! but if you want to do any of them, please tag me! i love you all! xx
#thanks everyone for tagging me!#i loved reading all of your answers 🥳#tagged#tag game tuesday#about bee 🐝
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CALY! so it has been months since I’ve been on this app because college was working ~overtime~ to break my sanity and almost succeeded but I graduated instead 👩🎓🎉 so I came back on to catch up on moc and DAMN you came for blood. act 6 right now is some of your absolute best work and that is saying something because your writing is incredible all the f*ckin time. yeosang and wooyoung are breaking me and I’m a shell of a human rn but I absolutely love how real and raw you’ve always kept their relationship. yn and san are STUPID precious I can’t function properly when he calls her my darling please never stop this beautiful love. yn and yeosang???? I can’t believe you’ve done this (*read like the vine) to be perfectly honest there was always this tiny part in the back of my mind that was like “are they gonna smash??” and BAM there you go making an already crazy situation even CRAZIER but I love it and I live for it. I feel like the worlds biggest dingbat for not even considering what celeste could be and now you’ve blown my mind yet again🤯 I am so so eager to keep finding more out about sirens like the lore you’re creating with them is incredible and so fascinating please never change you’re a genius. I am super interested to see if minho becomes a permanent part of the crew and OH MY GOD I JUST REMEMBERED I wanted to tell you how freaking heart wrenching it was to read about what wooyoung did to the boy in the brothel that entire scene gave me literal goosebumps and I was just devestated for him. And holy SHIT yeo, woo, and yn all knowing each other before and having like mad history ??????????? this act is everything and you’re an incredible writer wowie zowie. also how have you been my love ?? 🦛
beloved!!! i’ve missed you dearly ahhhh 😭 you GRADUATED!!!! CONGRATS BESTIE IKTR!!! 🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳 that’s such a huge feat omg you’re everything yesyesyes!!! my absolute best work oh my god that’s so huge and means so much to me bc damn that means so much!!! i can’t put it into words!!!
im sawry for causing pain and tragedy... im SAWRY!!!! yn and san yes lord YES!!! i love writing them so damn much </3 ARE THEY GONNA SMASH LAKJSLKGJADLKFG NOW. you know me too well!!! honestly it felt like a full circle moment finally revealing what celeste is and the impact of it all :3 all this lore man this is what i live for and what i’ve been eagerly waiting to expose all this time!! my lifeblood and everything i love in life!!!! you’re so sweet thank youuuu <33 minho is a FUN AND DELIGHTFUL ONE!!! we’ll have to see what happens with him i have lots of exciting plans indeed ehehehehhe but im so THRILLED that you loved that scene i cried while writing it!!! and im glad that it had a nice impact 🥲
i’ve been well but busy and crazed ahhhh im hoping to be back more these days eeee how have you been besides graduating :o
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